#miles heizer fanfiction

[yanxidarlings]

am struggling to find inspiration to write slytherin so here's some nightmare fuel instead 💀 also pls tell me it's not just me the yellow font is gone and i am in despair (gave zs green instead bcos he's pretty much a 🐍)

YANDERE! CORMAC MCLAGGEN VS YANDERE! ZACHARIAS SMITH

• on todays edition of shit no one asked for: the most cursed pair of yanderes. just imagine for a second being stuck with two yanderes, already a situation of itself, but two douchebag yanderes, now that's just comically unlucky.

• cormac and zacharias are pretty much at the bottom of the yandere foodchain — paired up against anyone else and no doubt the other yandere comes out on top, but what if we take other yanderes out of the equation? what if our dear darling / reader doesn't have to deal with groups of snakes and eagles? (cormacias smithlaggen)

• i feel like both cormac and zacharias's obsession would be someone who doesn't have many people around them. because fundamentally neither are smart nor talented enough to come up with an elaborate scheme to trap the darling, the only way to 'get' their darling would be to drag them into a draining and boundless friendship.

• despite being incredibly similar in the way they 'yandere', their biggest difference is how they treat the darling: to zacharias, his darling is the only person who matters in his life, whilst cormac is simply obsessed with the idea of them, whether it be for their looks, intelligence, reputation, they're the person he wants to spend his life with, whether they like it or not.

• whilst their motivations might be different, both are preoccupied with 'keeping' their darling, feelings and emotions be damned. sure, zacharias wants his darling to be happy, but without him? he wants to wipe the smile off their face whenever he see's them with anyone else. they can be miserable, unstable and depressed, he doesn't care and he'll deal with whatever mood swings they throw at him. the one thing he won't deal with is his darling being away from him.

• zacharias might be the 'sweeter' (i use this term loosely) of the two, but that by no means implies he'd be fine with sharing. zach can barely share his darling with themself, and has pretty much attached himself to their hip. he doesn't bother having other close friends or caring about other people, zacharias only needs you and you only need him.

• but what exactly is he going to do when cormac comes onto his darling? the gryffindor just inserts himself into their perfectly content life and acts like their boyfriend, and broke his nose the one time zacharias dared tell him to (looks down) get lost in the forbidden forest and get [redacted] by a centaur-

• cormac? he's worse, he objectifies his darling in every way possible. he might not see exactly see them as an object, but he has trouble taking any of their emotions seriously. you don't want to spend the night with him? sounds like a you problem, love </3. is he happy when they're happy? sure, but does he give a rats arse if they're uncomfortable? mclaggen doesn't even notice.

• despite his less than savoury traits, cormac isn't opposed to sharing, and might even prefer it, as long as he gets his daily darling time, does it really matter if there's another?

• he might even become more tolerable as a yandere sharing, maybe it's the competition being the darlings favourite becomes, or maybe it's just the 'good' influence from watching zacharias bend over backwards to make their darling happy, but he slowly starts to care.

• albeit, still in a himbo, macho way. pricked your finger? cormac happily marches to and from the hospital wing to bring his darling a bandaid. broke a bone? (because cormac didn't catch you in time after throwing you down the stairs) he won't let his dear lift a finger (literally, you tried to get up and he kept pushing you back down).

• one thing they can agree on is that the darling is not allowed any privacy or agency in this relationship, you don't want to kiss? too bad, pucker up love it's time for the 4pm make out session, cormac called first dibs today!. you want to study for the o.w.l's? suck it up, nerd, it's hogsmeade day, zacharias is taking you to the three broomsticks and cormac has a game later that you have to cheer at.

"oh come oon!" zacharias whined as his arm was once again pushed off by m/n, but he did not let up, and once again slung his arm around the others shoulders "how much exposure therapy do i need to put you through, mate" he dragged them along, walking towards the quidditch pitch that was slowly piling up with students, all eagerly waiting for the match to begin.

m/n let out a sigh of relief as zacharias finally removed his arm, instead gripping onto their forearm and guiding them up the stands "we have to get seats at the top, cormac bet me five galleons he could high five me on his broom — there's this new quill at scrivenshafts i'm dying to get"

the match felt like it was never going to end, the screaming of gryffindor and slytherin as each team got a hold of the quaffle was deafening, and his eyes were to stay glued to cormac the entire match, he couldn't gaze at any other player even for a second, especially potter, or else-

"potters got the snitch!"

the sound of lee jordans voice erupted the gryffindor side of the pitch into victorious roars of applause. they knew what came next, it always happened but maybe cormac would be too distracted by his victory to-

"how about a kiss for the star of the match" ah, cormac had already flown over to where they sat "i want my five galleons first!" zacharias pipped up, patting at mclaggens pockets "get off me smith — you can have it tomorrow, i just came here for my kiss" and with that, before m/n could say anything, cormac had grabbed ahold of either side of their face, pulling their lips to his.

• cormac and zacharias don't so much share as they do tolerate each others presence within the darlings life. the bright side is that together, they do stand a chance against another yandere, probably not an intelligent one like anthony goldstein, or a violent one like one of the theo's™, but if the darling were to have also caught to attention of someone like lorenzo berkshire, they probably wouldn't loose custody immediately.

[zachdtfdempsey-blog]

Overprotective

Request: Hey I was wondering if you could do a Zach x reader where you are Alex’s sister or best friend or something and he gets super protective of you? You can change anything (:

Word count: 2541

A/N: Thanks for the request! Not sure if this is what you wanted/expected, anon, but I hope you like it nonetheless! I felt I had a lot of creative freedom with this one, so I hope you guys like the direction I took this in. This took me a while to write, it’s almost 4AM right now LOL. (Btw, I feel like I focus a lot more on the reader’s relationship with Alex than with Zach, but trust me a majority of this imagine is filled with Zach scenes!!!) HOPE YOU ENJOY <3

Warning: A little bit of cursing

“Y/N,” Zach spoke in between kisses, “We should stop now.”

Breathless, you frowned as he pulled back from the kiss, “But I like kissing you.” You and Zach ditched your last class to hang out in the janitor’s closet. Well, make out in the janitor’s closet.

You and Zach began dating at the beginning of the school year; You were a junior, and he was a senior. You didn’t really take interest in him at first, knowing he was a jock, and probably an airhead. And neither did Zach, since he saw you as just another girl walking the halls everyday. Though, one day, you both were partnered up in AP Biology, your favorite subject, and soon you connected through your shared passion for science. He asked you to be his girlfriend during one of your study sessions, and you’ve been head over heels about him since then. 

“I like kissing you too,” Zach responded, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him. “But your brother’s gonna kill me.”

As much as you loved your brother, you despised the fact that he’s never given Zach a chance. Ever since you and Zach began dating, Alex had been on your ass about every little thing you did. He drilled you half the time; You couldn’t even remember the last time you had a genuinely friendly conversation together. He definitely did have trust issues, and you hated that he always had to take it out on you. He particularly didn’t like Zach, mainly because of his past with Hannah. Several times you’ve tried to drill it into your brother’s head that you weren’t Hannah, that all those things that happened changed Zach for the better. But as you would expect, he didn’t believe you, and he didn’t want to anyway. Though, you couldn’t blame him. After all, you were his little sister.

You placed your hands on his chest, “Well, he’ll have to get through me first. Anyway, Bryce is having that big party tonight, so we can continue this there.” You kissed him on the nose, picked up your backpack, and stealthily snuck out of the closet.

You and Zach took care of the snacks as pools of guests arrived. Loud music was blaring from the living room, and colorful lights splashed against the walls of the dark kitchen. 

Zach finished pouring chips into a bowl, and went to throw the empty bag away in the trash. You were desperately trying to reach for the pack of plastic cups that was sitting on the top shelf in the kitchen cabinet, but you could not seem to reach it. 

“Need help, midget?” Zach asked, sneaking up on you from behind. 

You slapped his arm jokingly, “Fuck you, babe.” 

“When?” He asked with a smirk, making you bite your lip, trying to hide your grin. 

Changing the subject, you said, “Just help me reach the cups, please?” He then proceeded to lift you off the ground and sat you onto the counter, on which you stood up and grabbed the cups on the top shelf. You dropped them down to Zach, who stacked them onto the main counter. 

You sat on the counter, legs hanging off the edge, and brought Zach closer to you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and your arms around his neck, as you thanked him with a passionate kiss. He held you by your waist and kissed you back, when all of a sudden you were interrupted by a familiar voice… your brother’s. 

“Well, look what we have here,” Alex remarked.

You quickly detach yourself from Zach, and hop down from the counter, walking towards him. 

“What are you doing here?” You crossed your arms, “Thought you’d be shadowing daddy at the police station for that career project or whatever.”

He grabbed some chips out of the bowl, stuffed them in his mouth, and talking with his mouth full, he responded, “Hm, that’s funny, because I thought you’d be studying at, what’s her name? Oh, Becca’s house tonight.” He spotted Becca across the living room, playing beer pong with the rest of the partygoers. “OH HEY BECCA!” he yelled across the room, in an attempt to make you feel guilty for lying.

You rolled your eyes at him. “I changed my mind. But seriously, you didn’t answer my question. Why are you here?”

“Oh, who could possibly miss out on one of the biggest parties of the year?” He grabbed a soda, and sipped from it. “Not me. Oh, also, if you didn’t notice, these are my friends too. Maybe you should hang out with people your own age.” 

You shook your head and glared at him in response. 

Before walking away, he grabbed the entire bowl of chips Zach had just prepared along with another can of soda. He walked towards Zach, who was standing behind you the entire time, and whispered loudly in his ear, “Just letting you know, if you break her heart, you bet your ass I’ll break yours too.”

Zach gulped, and you came in between them, “Alex, stop. Zach, excuse me.” You grabbed the bowl of chips your brother was holding and put it down, before pulling him by the arm and dragging him outside. “Can’t you give me a break? Can’t you give Zach a break?”

“I can.” You smiled at his response. “But I won’t,” he replied comically.

“UGH!” You groaned and threw your hands up in frustration, and made your way back inside the house.

“I’m doing this because I love you, little sis!” Alex yelled with a fake smile, before finishing up his soda can and crushing it in his fist. 

2 hours and over 10 shots later, you were sitting on Zach’s lap, laughing until you couldn’t feel your stomach anymore. The night had only just begun, as Bryce took out an empty beer bottle and placed it on the floor. “Who’s up for a game of spin the–”

“BOTTLE!” You screamed. Zach threw his head back, laughing, as he’s never seen you so drunk in his life. “Was I right?”

Bryce chuckled in response, “Yes, Y/N, you are correct.”

“Proud of me babe?” You turned around, face to face with your boyfriend, as he nodded and flashed a smile at you. You got off his lap and sat on the floor, volunteering to spin first. The others nodded in amusement at your drunken manner, and you grabbed the bottle and gave it a good spin. It landed on Zach, of course, and everyone “ooh’d” sarcastically in response. 

You spun around to see Zach still sitting on the couch, and commented, “Oh, shit! I get to kiss him?” You sat onto the couch, as Zach put his arm around you. “ARE YOU ALL JEALOUS? I get to kiss the finest man in this room right now, ” you said, the room filled with laughter. Nobody was as fucked up as you were right now. You began to hit on your boyfriend, throwing bad pick up lines at him, making him giggle, until he finally shut you up and kissed you. You threw your arms around him and kissed him back, slipping your tongue into his mouth. 

Whistles and “ooh’s” echoed throughout the house, until a loud clapping sound broke out from the corner of the room. You broke the kiss to look up to see Alex. “Great, just wonderful!” He called out snidely. 

You stood up, struggling to balance on your two feet, as Zach stood up behind you and held you to keep you from falling. You waved your arms out. “You’re still here?!” 

“You’re still here? Or on another planet right now?” He answered, flaunting a mocking smile. 

“You know what, big brother,” you almost fell over, but Zach caught you. “You need to stop following me everywhere, because guess what? I have a life. Okay?” You began to walk towards him, Zach following behind with his arms out in case you lost your balance. “I am tired, of you, telling me what to do, drilling my ass every single day, giving me, and Zach, a hard time. I like Zach, and Zach likes me, whether you like it, or not. Like, why can’t you, let me, be, fucking, happy?” you grew breathless, yet you tried to leap forward to get all up in your brother’s face, before Zach jumped in front of you to hold you back. 

He held your shoulders, and looked in your eyes, “Y/N, stop taunting him. You’re drunk.” 

You realized what a dickhead you were being, and nodded in response. You stopped breathing for 2 seconds, before you puked all over your boyfriend’s torso. Gasps and groans could be heard from all around the room, and tears began to fill your eyes as you felt embarrassed and helpless. Alex stared at the floor blankly, taking in everything you said to him. “I’m, I’m so sorry–” You said softly, before Zach cut you off with an “it’s okay.”

“Nothing to see here guys,” Zach told the partygoers who were blatantly staring, so they brushed it off and continued their game of Spin the Bottle. He took his shirt off and carried you to the bathroom, kissing your forehead. He put you down, and closed the bathroom door behind him. You fell to your knees, crawled to the toilet, and let it all out. He held your hair back, and rubbed your back, comforting you. He used his T-shirt to wipe your face when you were finished. He grabbed a cup by the sink, filled it with water, and let you drink from it. You exhaled, leaned back against the toilet, embracing your knees into your chest. 

“Just breathe, babe,” Zach said, grabbing your hand and rubbing it. 

And suddenly, without warning, tears began to fall from your eyes, and you couldn’t help but cry into him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked worriedly, holding you tight. “Why are you crying, Y/N?”

A loud knock banged against the door, ruining the moment, and Zach pulled you up off the ground to lead you out of the bathroom into an empty bedroom. 

Alex caught a glimpse of him bringing you into the room, and so he discreetly followed. He stood by the door, close enough to be able to peek in and listen, but far enough so that you and Zach wouldn’t notice him standing there. 

Through the door’s crack, he watched Zach sit you down on the bed. 

You began to cry even more, Zach being exposed to your emotional vulnerable side for the first time. He sat next to you and held you in his arms, rubbing your back, and kissing the top of your head. Your arms wrapped around his torso, as you cried into his chest. Never have you felt this close to your boyfriend before, at least emotionally. As shitty as you felt, nothing could beat the feeling of Zach’s arms being wrapped around you; You felt safer than you’d ever been.

Still cuddled up into his chest, you begin to speak. “Zach, he doesn’t want me to have anything to do with you. You know why?” You spoke between sniffles. “Because of Hannah. Because of what happened. I know you, Zach. I know you changed. But he doesn’t want to believe that. You’re the one person who’s made me truly happy this entire year. I couldn’t be more happy that you came into my life, but I also feel like I’m letting him down every time I see you.”

“Shh,” he responds. “It’s okay, babe.”

“It’s really not,” you break the embrace, and lay down, your head on his lap. “I miss my brother. I feel like ever since I started seeing you, I grew distant from him, but not because of you, because of me. We had a really great brother/sister relationship, Zach. I just wish I could fix it, but I feel like he’ll never warm up to you, to us.” 

“Babe,” he said, playing with your hair, “What happened in the past has been done. We can’t change it. Every single day I feel sorry for what I did. You know that. But you also need to know that you can’t control your feelings, and Alex can’t control his either. Whatever Alex feels about us is his problem, so don’t beat yourself up for someone else’s feelings and opinions that you can’t control. Remember, Alex loves you and wouldn’t do anything intentional to hurt you, he’s your brother.”

Still standing outside, Alex sighed deeply, eavesdropping on this heartfelt conversation between his sister and her boyfriend.

“I want you to know, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you either,” Zach continued, “and maybe someday he will see that. But you have to give it time. Don’t give your brother a hard time because he wants to protect you.”

“But he gives me a hard time,” you answer.

“Y/N, I have a little sister too. And you may not see it but, I am extremely protective over her. I’ve always been. And what I see from Alex is that he’s only being a prick towards you to warn you of the heartbreak or hurt you may find ahead of you,” he held your hand. “But I can promise you that you won’t find it. Not as long as you’re with me,” he kissed your hand. 

Watching the entire thing unfold, Alex stood outside, soda in hand, as he teared up and smiled.

“How did I find such a good person like you? I definitely don’t deserve you,” you respond. You sat up next to him, placed a hand onto his chest, and continued, “You’re way too hot for me, dude.” 

Zach chuckled, and gestured for you to lay back down, “Okay babe, you’re seriously shitfaced right now. I think what you need is some rest. I’ll be here.” He kissed you on the lips and lifted the covers over the both of you.

A “thank you” escaped from your lips as you closed your eyes and fell asleep without effort.

You wake up the next morning, confused out of your mind. You were in your own bedroom. You felt an arm around your waist; Startled, you turn your head ever so slightly to see that it’s a shirtless Zach. In your bed. You were extremely clueless as to why he was in your bed, shirtless. 

Oh my god. Did we do it? You thought to yourself. Your eyes wandered around the room, eyeing Zach’s shirt on the floor, stained with vomit. Oh, nope. That was me.

Suddenly, you gasp, upon seeing your brother standing at the entrance of your room, drinking a glass of water. You try to cover Zach up with your bed sheets, as Alex chuckled quietly.

You stared at him with a concerned look on your face, waiting for a witty remark to escape his lips, but instead he whispers with a smile, “I brought you both home. You were both drunk. Well, actually, he was tipsy, you were fucked up. Like for real, fucked up.” 

You exhaled sharply, as a smile creeped up on your lips. 

“But anyway,” he sipped his drink, “I think you were meant to be with him.”

[reducttiddi3es]

[warrioridealist]

         The Red Trio 

Our Favorite Gryffindors

Miles Heizer as Quentin Martins

Dylan Minnette as Theodore “Teddy” Mint

Noah Centineo as Mephisto “Phil” Pinto

[ash-overthinking]

Now’s as good a time as any for a Vitality chapter 11 preview, yeah?

(Still a lot to write, so a second may be forthcoming, but for now...💋)

[sadisticpussies]

Talk to Me

Rating: Teen & Up

Relationship: Jessica Davis/Justin Foley

Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, May be slightly ooc, One Shor

Summary: in attempts to repair their tainted relationship, Justin invites Jess over.

...

Justin was perched in his desk at the back of the classroom, his leg bouncing avidly as he idly taps his pencil against the empty sheet of paper. The skin on his lower lip becomes chapped as he continuously gnaws on the plush flesh. Justin's eyes flicker to the round clock that sat on the wall, he spectates heedlessly waiting for the bell to ring.

He rises from his chair, hastily collecting his things and shoving them inside of his book bag the moment the erratic timbre rang in the air. He slides an arm through the strap of his book bag and quickly exits the classroom, paving his way through the many bodies of his peers that loitered the hallways. He narrows his eyes, scowering them around the room until they landed on the person of his interest. A smile arches on his lips as he approaches her.

She stood at her locker, quietly conversing with Nina who was leaning on the set of lockers next to her. He watched as a genial laugh emanates from her succulent lips.

"Hey, Justin?" Nina's inquisitive inquiry causes Jessica to turn around, glancing over her shoulder she notices Justin standing athwart from them with an amiable smile wavering on his lips. Nina's furrowed brows crease in perplexity as she adverts her gaze between the two of them. She vividly remembers Jess telling her that she was moving forward with her life prior to everything that happened after the trial but she didn't recall Jess informing her that she and Justin were talking to each other again.

"Hey." Justin replied with a small wave of his hand. Clearing his throat and quickly swiveling his tongue across his lower lip, he shifts his gaze to Jessica.

"Uh, I have to go talk to my Calculus teacher about the exam we have Friday. I'll talk to you later, okay?" Nina asked upon immediately noticing the maladroit tension that hovered over them. She bidded Jess with a goodbye wave before walking away. They both watched silently as she disappeared down the hall.

Justin cleared his throat again, nervously tousling his fingers through his disheveled hair before stuffing them into his front pockets. He wasn't sure why he was suddenly compelled with timidity, it had been almost a month since their hookup in the locker room. While he did receive callus glares from Alex who harbored no negligence in voicing his utter disdain and animosity towards him, things between him and Jess had slowly started to get better.

There was still a slight timorousness that resided amongst them but still, she engaged in conversation with him and sometimes they would sit together at lunch. One topic, however, they always veered away from was the night at the dance. Justin wasn't sure if Jessica had regretted her actions; he noticed how she would sometimes distance herself if he stood too close or she would hastily pull her hand away if he accidentally brushed against it. He would always brush it off albeit it saddened him deeply.

"I just wanted to know if you were still coming over? Clay said he would help us study and you could even stay for dinner if you want tonight is Taco Tuesday." He sheepishly rubs at the back of his neck, suddenly becoming abashed by his persistence. From the hesitant expression that marred her face, Justin could see that he was being too adamant.

"You don't have to come if you don't want, sorry if I'm being weird or something. I just thought—"

"No! You're not I just have to see. My parents are still helicoptering me." She chuckles lowly, rolling her eyes as she closes her locker. "I'll try to make it if I can." She assures him with a small smile before walking off in the direction that Nina went. He sighed softly as he groaned inwardly. He wished that things weren't so weird between them, he wished he could tell her that he still loved her though something told him that she knew that already. Justin stops by his locker, exchanging his English book for his US History book and solemnly walks to his next class.

——–

"Do you think she's coming?" Justin murmurs to Clay who was currently sitting on his bed with a pile of books sprawled out around him. He looks up from his paper, eyebrows creased bemusedly as he shrugs his shoulder.

"You tell me. Either way if she isn't here in five minutes we're starting without her." Clay started to continue working on his AP Literature assignment until he noticed Justin pacing anxiously, writhing his hands together as he glanced out the window.

"You're gonna chew your bottom lip off if you don't stop. Look, why don't you just text her and ask?"

Justin sighs as he plops down in the desk chair. "I tried. She didn't text back." He solemnly admits. Why was she ignoring him? Was he being too persistent when he invited her over? The answers to his inquiries were answered by the sound of the doorbell.

"Guys! Jessica's here!" They hear Mrs. Jensen bellow from downstairs followed by a few exchanged words that they couldn't make out. The faint sounds of footsteps ascending up the stairs caused both of them to glare at the door. Jessica appeared a second later, her hand rested on the cold bronze doorknob and she halted after noticing their intent scrutiny.

"Why are you guys looking at me like that?"

"No reason, just weren't sure if you were coming or not." Clay shrugs before placing his English assignment aside and rising off of the bed. He stands up and walks over to his desk, pulling out his old Statistics book and a few sheets of clean notebook paper. "You guys ready to start?" He asked, looking at them both.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Jessica muttered as she enters inside of the bedroom and found a spot on the floor. She slid off her book bag and opened it, pulling out the materials she needed for their study session. Justin sat down next to her, giving her a small smile as he pulled out his study guide.

"Alright. Probs and Stats." Clay opened up the book and instructed them to the page number. They spent over an hour studying and reflecting over the material. Jessica and Justin were spent by time the sun started to go down, but Clay however was determined to proceed despite their complaining.

"We've only gotten through a portion of the study guide. It's three pages! You guys asked me for help, remember?" Clay chastises, clearly annoyed and upset.

"Jesus, Clay, relax." Justin insinuates, rolling his eyes. They both appreciate Clay for devoting half of his day in succoring them with his aide. But they were completely exhausted and needed a little break. "Dinner's almost ready anyway we can finish up afterwards."

"Fine. But I don't want to hear any more complaining."

Jessica chuckled inwardly as she closed her math book shut. Her fingers thread through her loose coiled tendrils. "Wow, who knew Clay could be so–"

"Bossy?" Justin finishes, "Yeah I deal with it everyday."

"How is everything by the way? Here, I mean. You seem a lot happier." Jessica admittedly ponders. Since the announcement of the Jensen's legal adoption of Justin, she has noticed a substantial shift in his demeanor and behavior. He was seemingly attempting to do better in school and steered out of trouble. She was happy that he was in a better environment, around people that genuinely cared about him. He deserved it. She always wanted that for him.

"Yeah, yeah. I am, the Jensen's they're incredible. They treat me like I actually matter and they care about me. It's good to finally have that, you know?" He admits as he reflects back on his previous home life with his mother. Though Justin knew that she did the best that she could at times, he was fortunate and grateful that he found stability within the Jensen's.

"I'm happy for you. I can see a little bit of Clay rubbing off on you too." She chuckles, referencing to the Smiths t-shirt he borrowed from his adoptive brother. Justin followed her in light laughter as he nodded his head. "Well I like it. It looks good on you."

Justin bit down on his lower lip, suddenly becoming conflicted about whether he should ask Jessica about the unspoken thing that still hovered over them. He ultimately gave in and inquired, "Hey Jess?"

"Hm?" She asks, glancing up from her phone to look over at him. He stammered, hesitantly opening his mouth and then snapping it shut. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them he found Jessica still staring at him with her eyes brows raised.

"Are you ok—" Her lingering words are cut off by Justin's hungry lips pressing against hers. She stilled, aghast by the sudden action. He pulled away, being compelled with melancholia again after he noticed that she neglected to kiss him back. Justin's face fell sullen as he moved his head back and shifted away from her.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have done that." They weren't together they just hooked up once at a dance. They were friends. Just friends. "I'll go see if dinner's almost ready."

He began to stand up until he felt Jessica's hand latch onto his wrist. She gently tugged at it. "Wait." He sat back down on the floor and sighed softly as he awaitef for her to kindly reject him.

Instead he is met with the genial press of her succulent lips moving against his, he replies almost instantly. The kiss is soft, almost hesitant. He inhales softly as his lip catches her bottom lip within a tight grasp, she gasps lowly into his mouth. Their lips are moving in perfect tandem and Justin swears he could stay kissing Jessica Davis forever. By the time they pull apart Justin's lips are swollen and red, Jessica laughs softly at the sight.

"I still love you, you know? I just..want things to go slow. With everything that's happened I don't want either one of us to get hurt again." She unabashedly admits. She has always loved him but she wanted for things to develop between them. They were both changed people, more mature than when they first started dating. She didn't want any more drama like they previously had to enroll into their relationship again.

Justin beamed a smile, ecstatic that she had reflected the heartfelt enamor to him. He agreed in her wanting to take things slow because he didn't want to fuck things up between them again. He wanted to do things right and now he had the perfect opportunity. "Yeah, I get it and by the way, I love you too." He says before grabbing ahold of her chin and pulling her into a deep kiss as their lips devoured each other's with ravenous ardor.

[hufflephilim]

I started writing Alex/Justin fanfiction. My first fanfiction ever. Wow.

[youngfcs]

Hiya Cib! I’m planning on writing a Pokémon FanFiction and I need faceclaims for Barry (he’s around 18, if that helps?) , Volkner (in my story he’s around 28 and Barry’s brother!) , Dawn (who is also 17-18), and Flint?

Thank you so much if you can find people and sorry for any inconvenience if this isn’t allowed 🙈

Hi, anon! How are you? You’re welcome, dear <3  

Barry:

Ross Lynch

Charlie Plummer

Vernon

George MacKay

Louis Hofmann

Miles Heizer

Mitchell Hope

Volkner:

Niclas Gillis

Toby Regbo

Byun Baekhyun

Cody Fern

Dylan Sprouse

Evan Peters

Graham Rogers

Dawn:

Bella Thorne (with blue hair)

Billie Eilish (with blue hair)

Jodelle Ferland (with blue/green hair)

Joey King

Kathryn Newton

Kaylee Bryant

Lana Condor

Flint:

Linus Wordemann

Oliver Dale

Rupert Grint

Stefano Masciolini

Trevor Stines

Will Merrick

Andre Klitzke

(cib)

[yanxidarlings]

YANDERE ZACHARIAS SMITH HEADCANONS

okay so i'm supposed to be writing theo headcanons but I haven't got inspiration for him rn so here's my current hp fixation.

once again a special shout out to chat gpt for being there for me when fanfiction writers weren't. but honestly most of my headcanons for him are my own perceptions of him so yay for originality.

as i was saying in my last post "this dude cares only for his chosen darling and literally no one else" when i tell you he's a devoted yandere- his darling could ask him to commit the most horrid atrocities, they could be the most selfish unlikable person in hogwarts (only second to him, of course) and he'd still worship the ground they walk on. once he's become obsessed, there's no going back.

zacharias's infatuation with his darling develops so quickly, whether he meets his darling at hogwarts or if he's known them since childhood; there's just something about them when he meets them. it lingers in the back of his mind, what are they doing, who are they talking to, what are they thinking about are they thinking about him. after some self reflection, he comes to a conclusion; they've given him a love potion.

it makes so much sense! his darling is too shy to tell him they want his attention, and so resorted to underhanded methods. it's fine, zach isn't not mad. once he comes to this realisation, he'll begin to insert himself into their life; but obsession or not, he isn't exactly great company, so his presence will be more of an annoyance to his darling than anything.

even if his darling expresses their discomfort or explicitly rejects him, zacharias refuses to accept it. he's convinced that they secretly love him and continues to pursue them relentlessly.

zacharias just always seems to say the wrong things. always seems to pry and cross boundries. but no matter what his darling says, he thinks they're just playing hard to get; a part of him knows they aren't, but he doesn't care about their comfort that much. sure he wants them to be happy but he'd rather they suffer with him than be happy without him.

as a yandere, zach wants to know his darling inside and out, the idea that they aren't sharing their every thought with him drives him insane. he pry's until they detail every moment of their life before meeting him and when he isn't around. as if he leaves them alone after becoming obsessed.

there is no boundry zacharias won't cross, his darling has no privacy whatsoever - but on the bright side, he doesn't force his darling to follow him to the bathroom or skip their classes they don't have with him, he'll put his basic needs on hold if it means staying attached to his darling at the hip.

seriously. if zacharias's darling decides they want to stay awake for 2 days straight, then as exhausted as he is, he's staying up with them. he'll vocalise his discontent, but refuses to sleep if his darling isn't.

he often daydreams about a future where he and the person are together forever, ignoring any signs of their discomfort or fear. these fantasies become increasingly ✨ disturbing ✨ and detached from reality.

ironic as it is, zacharias is a coward when it comes down to it. he won't hurt his rivals; he'll convince his darling to. he relies on the mental instability of his darling to isolate them from their loved ones.

zacharias is overwhelmingly possessive, doesn't matter if his obsession is romantic or platonic, he just can't stand it knowing his darling is close to other people. so he'll sabotage every relationship they have; he'll convince them he's the only one they can trust, the only one truly loyal to them, the only one that understands them.

his yandere tendencies are on display for the whole world to see, which is why, despite being pretty goddamn crazy, he's no where near as threatening as draco or even anthony because everyone knows how obsessed he is with them.

[purestxblood]

Flatline • Alex Standall

Three years ago Ainsley Evans had been on the receiving end of the flashlight, paving Alex Standall’s way through the darkness he succumbed. He had his demons, and Ainsley did too – but with intertwined fingers and butterfly kisses the couple made do. 

They were two damaged souls, eager to heal each other with love. For Alex, Ainsley’s heart in his palm had been the answer to his problems. For Ainsley, that was a different story – and what Alex had to learn was that maybe, sometimes, loving her to life isn’t the key to her heart.  

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[beckyalbertalli]

LOVE, SIMON

Becky’s FAQ 

Q: What is LOVE, SIMON?

A: It’s a major motion picture based on the book SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIENS AGENDA. The film is directed by Greg Berlanti, and is produced by Temple Hill Entertainment, New Leaf Literary & Media, Inc., and Fox2000. It will release in the USA on March 16th, 2018. 

Q: What is SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIENS AGENDA?

A: It’s a young adult novel written by Becky Albertalli (me!), published in the US in 2015 by HarperCollins, and available in over 20 languages. It’s about a gay teen boy named Simon Spier, and his experiences navigating high school, coming out, and falling in love with his anonymous email penpal. 

Q: What actors star in LOVE, SIMON?

A: Nick Robinson (Simon Spier), Keiynan Lonsdale (Bram Greenfeld), Alexandra Shipp (Abby Suso), Logan Miller (Martin Addison), Katherine Langford (Leah Burke), Jorge Lendeborg Jr.  (Nick Eisner), Jennifer Garner (Emily Spier/Simon’s mom), Josh Duhamel (Jack Spier/Simon’s dad), Talitha Bateman (Nora Spier), Natasha Rothwell (Ms. Albright), Tony Hale (Mr. Worth), Miles Heizer (Cal Price), Mackenzie Lintz (Taylor Metternich), Drew Starkey (Garrett Laughlin), Bryson Pitts (10-year-old Simon), and more! 

Q: When will the film release in the USA?

A: March 16, 2018

Q: How do I know if/when the film will release in my country? 

A: I don’t have information about international releases, but it might be helpful to keep an eye on this page of IMDB. 

Q: Is LOVE, SIMON a faithful adaptation of SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIENS AGENDA? 

A: It really is. I had the opportunity to see an early version of the film, and it blew me away. It’s not a scene-by-scene adaptation of the book (nor would we want it to be), but it’s very similar, and it perfectly captures the heart of Simon’s story. I’m completely in love with this adaptation, and I know my readers will be thrilled with it. 

Q: Will the movie include <insert specific scene or line from the book>? 

A: When watching the film, try to let go of the expectation that this will be a scene-by-scene adaptation. Movies and novels are very different forms of media, so you may find that specific details are changed in the adaptation. Angie Thomas (THE HATE U GIVE) brilliantly refers to her movie adaptation as the fraternal twin of her book, and I think that’s the perfect way to look at it. Big picture: I consider LOVE, SIMON to be a very faithful adaptation of my book. 

Q: Why did you change the title? 

A: The title, like most aspects of the film, is chosen by the studio and production team, not the author. The studio spent months researching the best possible title for this film, and they landed on LOVE, SIMON for many reasons. It captures the heart of the story, it’s easy to say and remember, it has mainstream appeal, and early test audiences responded really well to it. Basically, the studio is REALLY excited about this film, and they want to give it the best chance they can to reach a broad audience. Personally, I’m thrilled with this new title. My book title will remain the same, but this one suits the movie so well.

TL;DR: I didn’t pick it (the studio did), but I’m happy with it! 

Q: What are some of the differences between the book and the film that I should prepare for? 

A: Alice (Simon’s older sister) isn’t present in the film; Simon wears glasses only in the flashbacks; Bieber is a little pupper instead of a Golden Retriever; a few characters who are white in the book are played by actors of color (this is a really wonderful improvement, IMO); there are a handful of original characters (and you’ll LOVE them). 

Q: When should I expect the trailer/soundtrack/movie stills to release?

A: I don’t have that information, nor would I be allowed to leak it if I did. Sorry! 

Q: Will there be a movie tie-in edition of SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIENS AGENDA? 

A: Yup! It releases January 30th, 2018, and you can preorder it here.

Q: How am I going to make the time pass until March, 2018?

A: Here are some ideas!

-Bookmark the official 20th Century Fox LOVE, SIMON website! You can learn more about the film, subscribe to receive email updates, and spend hours staring dreamily at Nick Robinson’s face. 

-Follow the official movie Facebook page, Twitter page, and Instagram page.

-Read my other published book, THE UPSIDE OF UNREQUITED. It’s set in the same universe as SIMON, and it stars Abby Suso’s cousin from Maryland. A few Simon characters make cameos!

-Preorder my next book, LEAH ON THE OFFBEAT. It’s a sequel from Leah’s point-of-view, and it follows Leah, Simon, and the gang as they grapple with senior year, messy crushes, and impending goodbyes. It releases on April 24, 2018.

-Preorder my fourth book, WHAT IF IT’S US. It’s a co-written project with Adam Silvera about two boys falling in love in New York City. It releases on October 2nd, 2018. (And if you haven’t yet read Adam’s gorgeous previous books, you can order them here.)

-Keep an eye on my social media accounts - I post updates when I can! I’m @beckyalbertalli on Twitter and Instagram. 

-Preorder the SHORES SIMON VS/UPSIDE fanzine! This zine was created by and for Simon and Upside readers, and it features 56 pages of original fanfiction and fanart. The cost of the zine goes toward production costs, and all profits will be donated to GLSEN and The Hispanic Federation. Check out their Tumblr page here for some amazing sneak previews, and follow the organizers (Dee and Mariana) on Twitter!

-Head over to Ao3 for some absolutely incredible SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIENS AGENDA fanfiction. 

-Follow @lovesimonfilm on Twitter, @lovesimonupdates on Instagram, and Creeksecrets on Tumblr - they’re all run by readers, and they do an awesome job staying on top of updates.

-Follow the Simon and Upside characters on Twitter (bonus: several characters from THE HATE U GIVE and THEY BOTH DIE AT THE END have accounts, too)! These are unofficial, reader-created accounts, but they’re scarily spot on. An awesome reader/writer, Catherine Tinker, created this list to help you find them: https://twitter.com/catherinetinker/lists/fictional-chaos-fun

[ash-overthinking]

In Thread

Fandom: 13RW

Main Pairing: Zach Dempsey/Alex Standall

Chapter: 3/6

Fic Summary:

Five times Alex ended up in something of Zach’s clothes, and one time Zach ended up in something of his.

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[sadisticpussies]

Choose Me, Babe

(Part 2)

(Part 1)

———————–

They've been perched on the plush cushions of his taupe colored sofa for the past few hours, watching movies and shoveling handfuls of buttered popcorn into their mouths. The night, much to Jessica's avail was seemingly going better than she thought. Though there was still a maladroit tension that hovered between them, she wasn't compelled with unsettled nerves like she usually is when it's just the two of them together.

It was quiet, an unusual hushed stillness resided amongst them. It started to worry her a bit because she that whenever Alex got this quiet, it meant that he was overthinking and she knew exactly what was disrupting his musings. Jessica knew that it was primarily the reasoning for him inviting her over. She knew that it had perturbed him whenever she subverted the topic of conversation any time he tried to bring it up. She knew that she owed him the decently of at least telling him the truth about her and Justin, but it was just too hard to say out loud.

Her eyes were cemented towards the television screen until she saw him attempt to intertwine their fingers. She pulled her hand away in haste. She chastises and chides herself for her petulant behavior, already knowing that it made her appear as if she was disgusted by his touch. A slight frown wans on Alex's face and Jessica opens her mouth to apologize, "What's going on Jess?" He asked, his tone is solemn and weary.

"What do you mean?" She asked dumbfoundedly, albeit she definitely knew the context behind his inquiry.

"I mean," Alex sighed, reaching forward as he picked up the remote and paused the tv. "This, us. The way you've been acting towards me since the night of the dance. I mean, did I do something?" Jessica's heart quivers at the sight of his worried eyes and sotto voce.

"No, you didn't do anything." Her heart aches as she stared at him. She knows that he is getting exasperated by her bleak answers. He wanted the truth, something other than these unwarranted fibs she was feeding him but the more she thought about it the more the pain started to haunt her. Knowing that Alex thought he was the reason for her uncanny behavior made her feel gravely ill. He was so sweet and nice, so innocent and pure. He was someone that deserved better than how she had been treating him these past few weeks.

"Then what's going on? Please, just tell me the truth. Do you not wanna be with me anymore, is that it?" She feels all the air being drained out of her chest, her mouth is suddenly parched and she could feel the heavy tears burning at the back of her eyes. Her silence provides Alex with an answer, he sighs heavily as he shakes his head with a wry chuckle emanating from his lips.

"Alex.."

"So, you don't want to be with me anymore. I guess I should've known. You always flinch or move away whenever I try to hold your hand." Another heavy sigh emanates from his lips as he distance himself away from her. He's quiet again. They both sit there compelled by their own thoughts.

Jessica nervously glances over at Alex. She wants to say something, to apologize, and reassure him that nothing's his fault. She fears that he hates her now — which she would understandably get because well, she did cheat on him, but she couldn't handle it if he ended up despising her. Five minutes lapse by before Alex acknowledges her presence again. He rises to his feet with a low groan.

"I'm not like, mad or whatever. I get it. You aren't ready to be in a relationship yet. I guess I just wish you told me instead of just stringing me along. It just kinda sucks, you know?" She nods understandingly, though her chest still clenches with every labored breath that she exhales. Alex mussles a hand through his hair as Jessica chewed worriedly on her bottom lip.

"I'm so sorry, Alex. You're an amazing guy—"

"You don't have to do that." He hastily interjected, waving her off in a dismissive manner. Jessica pursed her lips together tightly after swallowing down the thick lump that formed in the back of her throat. She needed to leave, looking at his pained countenance made her feel worse than she already felt. Jessica quickly began to gather her things.

"I'm gonna go." She pocketed her phone as she rose to her feet. Alex opened his mouth, preparing to refute her suggestion but he closed it shut moments after. Jessica knew that although he didn't hate her per se, he was still very much hurt and needed time to process everything that just occurred. And if she was being quite honest, so did she. Jessica released a deep breath after she departed from the Standall House.

It had been two days since the gut wrenching occurrence at Alex's house. She refrained from calling or texting him, as she assumed that he still needed time and space. She was sprawled out on her bed, reading a book that was assigned for her English class when she heard a tap on her window. Jessica glanced up to see Justin's face reflecting on the other side. She rose to her feet and unlatched the locks on her windows.

"Are you okay? I've been texting but you haven't answered any of them." He asks worriedly. Jessica had inadvertently relented from speaking to him as well, she's been so consumed with everything that happened with Alex that she closed everyone else off. She shut the windows, making sure she locked them back before climbing back into the bed.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She shrugged as she picked up the small book and opened it back to the page that she was reading prior to his arrival. Jessica felt the bed dip, Justin had removed his shoes along with his jacket which were both sitting by her desk. "I'm an awful person." She murmurs quietly, her eyes are still cemented to the small printed words in the book. She didn't need to look up to know that Justin was already staring at her.

"You told him?" She shakes her head, a deep sigh follows afterwards.

"No. He just assumed that the reason why I've been acting so closed off towards him was because I didn't want to be in a relationship yet. And I let him believe it because it was easier than telling him the truth."

"You're not an awful person, Jess." Justin insinuates sincerely, much to her avail though she scoffs lowly. He moves upward on the bed, scooting next to her as his back rested against the headboard. "You're not. I mean yeah, I feel shitty about what we did to Alex too but that doesn't mean we're terrible people."

Jessica laughs softly as she shakes her head, "I find flaw in that logic but thank you for trying to cheer me up."

"Always." He presses a soft kiss into her hair as he drapes an arm across her shoulder. She chisles herself against the warmth of his chest, pulling the blanket over her legs. She sat there quietly reading while Justin slowly lulled into a quiet slumber. He began to snore and she started to scold him until she remembered the sight of the heavy bags that adorned underneath his eyelids. She was aware of his sufferance of insomnia that he's been experiencing lately.

Jessica pulled the warm blankets over his body before closing her book and placing it on the nightstand. She wrapped an arm around his waist and found herself succumbing to the heavy slumber that slowly crept up on her. She woke up to the slight tremors of Justin's body. His eyebrows were furrowed and his pink lips were pulled into a small frown. Drenched sweat prickled along his forehead. "Justin."

He stirs before prying his bleary eyes open. He blinks slowly, croaking a sheepish smile as he met her worried gaze. "How long was I asleep?"

"About four, five hours."

He yawns softly as he sits up, running a hand over his hair. He chuckled, "That's more sleep than I've been getting these past few days." Jessica contemplates on asking him what he dreamt about. From her perspective, what ever it was it didn't seem too pleasant because it appeared as if he was haunted by a nightmare. She knew that he only informed her about the insomnia but now she started to wonder if these nightmares were the reasoning behind it.

Jessica's countenance must've been one of perplexity because Justin leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss to her cheek. "I'm starving. Think we can order takeout or something? Your parents are still gone, right? What?"

He asked upon noticing the narrowed expression of her scrutiny. "If there was something wrong, you'd tell me right?" Justin's eyebrow quelled up, the creases of his lips twitched into a slight smile. Jessica knows that he's about to reassure her that everything was fine, and she wants to believe it but she could tell that there was something that he was reluctant to inform her about.

"Yeah. I've just been having trouble sleeping lately, s'all. But of course if something was wrong I'd tell you." Justin could still see the internal ambivalence still wavering over her. He reached forward and placed his hands on her waist. He guided her towards him, where she straddled his lap with her knees bracketed on either side of his hips. "You don't have to worry, Jess. I promise."

His thumb massages under the cusp of her ear, while his other hand gently squeezes her thigh. She leans forward, meeting him halfway in a slow, feverish kiss. Their lips move in perfect tandem, he kisses her with a ravenous vigor that she hastily returned. His tongue laps over her bottom lip, she parts her mouth and allows his tongue to invade her wet mouth. It's messy, their teeth clash a bit. "Someone's a little revved up." Justin jests quirkily as Jessica presses her body further down onto his and wraps her arms around his neck.

Justin groans inwardly at the delicious friction as a litany of profanities spews from his lips. "You were saying?" He groans again, this time panting a labored breath as his hands begin to hesitantly linger along the waistband of her pyjama shorts. She nods her head before he gets a chance to ask the question.

Jessica eases the shorts over her hips and haphazardly tosses them on the floor. Justin's clothes soon follow suit as the pool on the floor somewhere in the mix of her forgotten clothes. They're bare; her bouncy chest is pressed against his flattened one.

She moans softly as she sinks down onto him, bottoming him out completely. Their dewy bodies pressed tightly against each other's as they move in a shallow, lazy rhythm, exchanging languid kisses and whispering appraisals. Their breathing is hitched and heavy.

The sound of his stomach grumbling caused her to laugh. She cranes her head as she looked up at his sheepish smirk, "I haven't eaten all day. I told you I was hungry."

"I'll go see what we have in the fridge." She reaches down and gathers her clothing, slipping on her underwear and shorts, followed by her shirt. Jessica climbs out of bed and jogs down the stairs and enters into the kitchen, heading straight for the refrigerator. She stumbled across some leftovers and pulled them out. The sound of the doorbell caught her attention.

She opened the door to see that it's Alex — sheer panic wavered over her. "Hi."

"Alex, hey. What are you doing here?" She asks, pulling the door closer in hopes that he receives the hint that she didn't want him to come in. He immediately noticed the innuendo and sheepishly rubbed at the back of his neck.

"I uh, just wanted to talk but if now's not a good time I can come back later." She feels relieved on his insistence. She definitely wanted and needed to talk to Alex, but not now. Not when Justin was still here, upstairs, naked in her bed. She opens her mouth to tell him that they could talk tomorrow but the sudden calloused countenance of Alex's face made her halt. His jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. Jessica turned around and followed his gaze.

[ao3feed-13reasonswhy]

Alleways

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by moonkiddd

If things were different, we were young Skinny dipping, having fun, I remember Back in 1991, when the story first begun, I remember (I remember) All of these shells, holding the things I've done I knew myself before I knew anyone

And 'cause we all chew gum, we all have fun with water guns La, da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum-dum-dum And we all grew up, shit got tough Shit just wasn't simple enough

Alleways - The Neighbourhood

Words: 1897, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 13 Reasons Why (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Cyrus Walker, Eric Cox, Toby Fletch, Chad, Mackenzie Walker, Tony Padilla, Jessica Davis, Ryan Shaver, Clay Jensen, Tyler Down, Montgomery de la Cruz, Bryce Walker

Relationships: Cyrus/Self Inserted Character, Eric Cox/Self Inserted Character, Tyler Down/Mackenzie Walker

Additional Tags: 13 reasons why, cyrus 13 reasons why, eric cox 13 reasons why, timothy granaderos, james cretan, mason guccione, devin druid, dylan minnette, Fic, mine, Self-Insert, Band, Music, Arctic Monkeys - Freeform, Fanfiction, miles heizer, justin prentice, bryce cass, tommy dorfman, christian lee navarro

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[yanxidarlings]

new fixation; Zacharias Smith. the amount of yandere potential this asshole has might just surpass theo and that's saying something.

you can tell i have a problem when i read "obnoxious, condescending, pessimistic, and a hypocritical ingrate" as "this dude cares only for his chosen darling and literally no one else" what i'm saying is his hufflepuff shines through his loyalty to his darling.

don't get me wrong, he's basically just draco as a yandere but with no dignity. yeah he would do anything for his darling but please defend him from malfoy and his goons. it's okay, he'll make it up to you by spiking malfoy's pumpkin juice with cyanide.

with the right (wrong, mentally messed up) darling, he has the potential to become the evil hufflepuff the book that must not be named tried to turn cedric into.

[ash-overthinking]

Above, In, Between

Fandom: 13RW

Pairing: Zach Dempsey/Alex Standall

Chapter: 1/1

Written for: @chiara-writes-zalex

Summary:

“What better way was there to pick up the pieces than together?”

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