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[imagineanime2022]

A True Friend

Caspian Keyes X GN!Reader

Word Count: 776

Requested: Anon @kalebell46

Request: On god please I need more Caspian Keyes fan fiction. This internet is so dry, there's like none out there. Could be of a him x reader while he's finding himself, the first real friend in his life that isn't there by the choice of someone else. And he'd be so paranoid about it too. Gooooodddddd please. AND I would love for a caspian fic please there are none

Caspian had been alone for so long, since he was young he had always been the outsider, the black sheep, the target and he thought that was how it was going to be for the rest of his school life. That is until he met (Y/N). Now (Y/N) for all intents and purposes probably wasn’t the best example for Caspian, they got into trouble, paid around and never listened to anyone who assumed that they knew better than them. Except when they were with Caspian, who they had only met because they needed tutoring.

(Y/N) wasn’t stupid though most people treated them that way, in fact they had a basic grasp on most things that were taught in class, they just didn’t seem to get it down on paper very well. Caspian was asked to tutor them and the rest followed with time, tutoring sessions turned into skateboard races and trips to the comic book store. Caspian learned quickly that his new companion was not stupid as he had heard a lot of the others in their year saying so he did make sure that some of their time was dedicated to bringing up his grades, in the end it didn’t matter though.

The world crumbled around Caspian as he found out about the real reason behind his birth, with his father gone and his mother keeping more of a watchful eye on him then usual, the only place he thought he might even be a little bit safe was with (Y/N) but then the thought crossed his mind… What if you had something to do with Logarithm's little experiment. That was why he stood outside your door hand hovering to knock, he jumped when you opened it smiling at him “what are you doing?” They asked “thought you were going to knock but you seemed like you were thinking about something.” They stepped to the side giving him space to come in but he didn’t move. “What?” “Are you really my friend?” He asked. “Really your friend?” They asked “of course I am.” “Really because I just found out a lot about myself that doesn’t make sense.” He answered. “Okay talk me through it.” They prompted stepping out and closing the door behind them. “I found something on my computer, they’ve been watching me.” Caspian answered. “They’ve been watching you?” They asked frowning, you were either genuinely confused or very good at acting. “Logarithms!” He answered more frustrated at having to explain himself at all. “Logarithms? Caspian you're going to have to start from the beginning if you want me to understand, remember I’m the slow friend.” They reminded him as he looked at you, that seemed to calm him down as he spoke again. “Don’t call yourself slow.” He grumbled, they shrugged as they looked at him waiting for him to continue. He took a second to calm down and then explained everything that had happened over the past few days.

It was easy to prove that you weren’t a part of it when you looked back at Stephen Holstroms life and realised that he didn’t have a best friend or a friend of any kind at Caspian’s age. (Y/N) was the only person that Caspian could trust but that didn’t mean that he wanted to drag them into everything that was happening, he still didn’t understand how they ended up in the car with him and Cary going to meet Maddie. “I’ll find a way to get you back home after all of this.” He promised. “Home?” They asked. “Why would I go home, you need someone right? Someone to trust?” “Yeah but-” “And we’ve proven that I can be trusted?” They asked. “Yes but-” “Then I stay.” they leaned back in their chair as Caspian glanced at her through the rear view mirror. “Why?” He asked. “Because I'm your friend, this is how friends work… Real ones anyway.” You shrugged. “Real friends?” Caspian asked. “Alright, how about this, I promise to be the one person that you can trust, a true friend, pillar to lean on and person to talk to, if you promise to stop thinking that you don’t deserve it. You didn’t ask to be made this way and no matter how you were born you are no less human than anyone else I know.” You said. “Alright, fine, as long as you don’t keep calling yourself the slow friend.” He answered. “Alright deal.” And that was the first time that he felt like he could trust someone, accept someone, turn away and they would still be there, a true friend he liked that security.

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[lokisprettygirl]

Hey, firstly - you’re my favourite writer. Basically I read everything you’ve written on this blog. I want ask about something and I hope you won’t get angry 😅 Do you think that Loki will inspire you again in the future as much as two years/one year ago? I mean - you wrote back then tons of amazing oneshoths or short series (like 2/3 parts).

Thank you for thinking of me as your favourite dearie, I don't really deserve that ❤️😗

I'm sure he will, if I had no interest in him I'd have changed the name of my blog and moved on (I'm just that person once I stop caring about stuff) but he's still my favourite muse and my main man. I think I got myself burnt as he was the only one i was using for my creativity. I never thought I'd be able to write for anyone else, much alone Daemon, but it happened, I'm just glad to be able to write even if it's not loki I'm writing for, like writing is literally the few hours of escapism and peace i have in my life.

Loki is the reason why I started writing and I have written a few things about him that im actually very proud of and I'll continue to do so as long as I'm writing fictions. I just don't really hyperfixate on more than one thing.

I have always been all or nothing type of person in every aspect of my life, my mind just works like that but I'm pretty sure I'll write him again, that's just something I know of, all I need is a dream or a quick feeling of inspiration to write for him, maybe not necessarily a oneshots but perhaps a series, I love exploring him that way.

There's no way I can just quit that face 😂

That being said and it's not for you nonnie, i know you're being just curious and as sweet as you can be. But I don't want it to be a thing here, like a few people have been trying to make me feel weird about this when those are the same people that have no problem with reading/writing for Steve, Bucky, some other subjectively attractive character I can never read for etc. Sometimes they're all in at the same times. Like i have definitely no issue with what people do, if something triggers me I unfollow/block as required so if anyone feels as if I no longer have any interest in Loki anymore and that's the reason they followed me then they for sure can do the same and i won't mind, it's pretty much understandable, I'd do the same.

[randomfandomimagine]

Lazy (Jack x Reader)

Character: Sean McLoughlin (Jacksepticeye)

Fandom: Jacksepticeye/Youtubers

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader, Fluff

Title: Lazy

  A/N: Ever since I finished watching Jack’s gameplay of The Last Guardian, I’ve been really wanting to write a fluffy imagine of him. Which also explains that the game appears in here because all of it is giving me the feels. Enjoy! <3

Summary: Y/N is feeling extremely lazy, but when her boyfriend Jack calls her from downstairs and asks her to hang out the evening changes. 

“Y/N!” Jack called me from downstairs.

I rolled over in the bed and yawned before answering. I was feeling way too lazy, which I blamed on the almost nap I took. I would have fallen asleep gladly, but I just couldn’t and so I ended up just lying down and feeling the laziest.

He knew I was awake because he checked on me from time to time, and I complained to him that I couldn’t fall asleep.

“What?” I shouted back at him.

“Wanna come down and hang out?” Sean asked me, to which I groaned to myself.

Of course I wanted to hang out with him, it was the best thing to do! But go down? Actually stand up and walk? Ugh.

I didn’t know how to reply, or more likely was too lazy to. So I just remained silent, huddling up in the warm and cozy blankets.

Sean didn’t say anything for a while, probably waiting for my response, but he ended up insisting again.

“Y/N…?”

“I don’t feel like it!”

He definitely caught the childish tone in my voice, because he made a pause before he replied. And I noticed the amusement and chuckle in his voice.

“Don’t make me come up and get ya!”

“Don’t you dare!”

I was always up for goofing around with Jackaboy, but I was so damn comfortable that I didn’t want him to burst in and be his usual bubbly and silly self. A part of me wanted him to, but the other felt lazy even for that.

I shoved my face in the pillow when I heard him racing up the stairs.

“I fucking knew it” I mumbled to myself, just as I heard him swing the door open. Was that boy fast and spry.

“C’mon, Y/Ny-boo!”

“No!”

I covered my head with the covers, gesture that seemed to deeply crack him up because he started laughing a little.

“Up and at ‘em!” He sang playfully, ripping the covers off me.

“Sean…” I warned him, knowing him too well and knowing what ran through his mind.

“Let’s hang out, you lazy bum!”

“Don’t you dare!”

As I thought, Jack picked me up and casually put me over his shoulder. I just tried to hold onto him by wrapping my arms around his torso as he kept on giggling. The little shit felt mischievous today.

And he just found it all the more amusing when I squeaked as he started moving.

“Sean!” I told him off, seeing as he was walking down the stairs calmly, still carrying me.

“Yes?” He gently asked, as though he wasn’t doing anything wrong.

“Put me down, I can fucking walk!”

“I don’t think so” It was obvious by his voice that he was struggling not to laugh. “I think if I’d put you down you’d just fuckin’ flop onto the ground”

I sighed in resigned exasperation and rested my elbows on his back, waiting until he got bored and put me down.

“You’re hilarious, Jack” I told him mockingly, since I always called him Sean.

“Thank you!” He replied cheerfully, not offended by my bitterness at all.

Then he finally sat me down in the couch and grabbed the PS4 controller.

I just stared at him in fake annoyance, and I knew he could feel my eyes on him. In fact, he turned his head to me and showed me that grin only he could manage. Very wide, bright and angelical but still with a hint of mischief.

“What are you playing, green boy?” I playfully asked him, linking my arm with his and leaning my head on his shoulder.

“The Last Guardian!” Sean excitedly told me, giving an enthusiastic little bounce to go along with his words.

“Again? You did the gameplay for your channel, didn’t you?” I had watched all eight videos of that series, and loved every single one of those.

“I’m beating it again on my own” He nodded, fixing his blue eyes in the screen.

I admired the scenery and the graphics, how much thought they put into details and into Trico’s design. His feathers, the sun falling over him, everything! It was just gorgeous.

Right there, they were in an open area. Jack was trying to figure out where he was supposed to go, calling the creature so it would follow the little boy.

“Turikur!” Sean called, imitating the little boy’s voice, then laughing. “Oh, he’s sneezing”

“This game is awesome” I grinned with approval. “But overall Trico is pet goals”

“It’s so cool!” Jack shouted, grinning and fidgeting like an excited child. “Trico’s the cutest!”

Just then, Trico was rolling around in the water and being a giant puppy and it was so adorable that my hands flew to my cheeks as a result of the cuteness overload.

“Aaaaaw, I want a Trico!” I groaned, trying to get over it. “Can we adopt a Trico, Sean?”

“If we could, we would have by now” He laughed a little, his eyes locked on the screen.

“Way to ruin the mood, muggle” I slightly scooped away from him and nudged him in the side in annoyance.

Sean giggled and jumped, shrinking away from my touch extremely fast. I gasped in awe and stared at him, both dumbfounded and satisfied.

“Are you ticklish?!” I exclaimed as though I made the discovery of the century.

“No?” He averted his blue eyes from me, but then met my glance in defeat. “Fuck!”

“How did I not know you’re ticklish?!” I shouted in outrage, still amazed by my discovery. “How am I finding out just now?!”

I then proceeded to mercilessly tickle his sides as he struggled to put the PS4 controller down on the table.

“Y/N, stop!” Sean shouted, trying to hold my hands to keep me from tickling him more.

I had no idea how he managed, but he won me over. He basically started tickling me instead, causing me to squirm around while I painfully laughed out loud.

Maybe Sean was ticklish, but I was much more. And he took advantage of that.

“Who’s tickling who know?” My boyfriend exclaimed in that playful and loud voice of his. “Not so mighty now, are ya?”

“Sean!” I begged him, feeling tears coming out of the corner of my eyes. “Please, I surrender!”

He finally stopped tickling me so I feebly rested on his lap, exhausted and sore all over. I felt sensitive and wary of him, afraid that he’d start tickling me again.

“That’s better” When I turned around slightly to look up at him, there was a mischievous smirk plastered on his lips.

“You little…” I mumbled, still out of breath.

Sean smiled widely, knowing I couldn’t really resist to that genuine, adorable and gorgeous grin.

“There, there…” Jack jokingly said, even if his hands were tenderly caressing my head.

“I would kill you…” I mumbled, closing my eyes like a happy and content kitty. “But I’m too comfortable here”

“I know your weakness, Y/N” Sean giggled mischievously. “Playing with your hair”

“Joke’s on you” It was my time to smirk. “I’mma take a nap now”

“I’ll tickle you!”

“You wouldn’t dare”

Jack raised an eyebrow defiantly, holding up his hands and wriggling his fingers around in a silly menace. I locked eyes with him, trying to contain the laughter, to challenge him as well.

He lightly poked me in the ribs with his index finger, making me squeak and cover my mouth with my hands.

When he did it again, I jolted up into a sitting position and held his hands tightly. Sean just laughed, deeply amused by my behavior.

“Keep playing the damn game, you dork” I held his hands for a moment as I rested my head back on his shoulder, until I was sure that he wouldn’t strike again.

Sean then picked up the controller again and unpaused the game –I had no idea when he had paused it, I was too busy keeping an eye on him or dying from tickling –and stared at me silently.

“What?”

“You’re adorable”

Sean pecked me in the lips sweetly and gave me a tight hug before getting his attention back on the game. He earned a delighted smile from me and a kiss back on the lips, then another one of the cheek.

For the rest of the evening, we kept doing that. Basically being flirty, cute and playful while playing videogames. Which was awesome.

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