#pitch perfect x reader

[navia3000]

heyy :)

(if you’re open to this)

Could you do a jesse (from pitch perfect) x reader ?

Honestly this man doesn’t get enough love on tumblr and it’s so frustrating 😔😔

hope ur having a good day !! :)

d o n ’ t y o u ( f o r g e t a b o u t m e )

Includes : Jesse Swanson

Genre : Fluff

Warnings : Cursing

Based on : Don’t you (forget about me) by Simple Minds

A/N : Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting! I’m so sorry this is so short, I didn’t really know what to write but I hope it lived up to your expectations :)) have a good day, lovely!

She could feel the beads of sweat dripping down her face, her feet rushing her to her destination. She was running late to her class on her first day of school, mentally chiding herself for being so careless.

She wasn’t looking where she was walking, too distracted by the anxiety running through her body, when she walked right into somebody else. She instantly felt two strong hands grab her waist, hoping to steady her, and she also felt the unpleasant burn from the coffee she was hoping to drink on her torso.

“Ah, shit!” She exclaimed. She hadn’t yet looked at who she ran into, her attention on her burning chest.

“Are you okay?” A man’s voice asked. Realizing her mistake, she looked up, and she felt as though Cupid shot an arrow right through her heart. She became addicted to the chocolate brown eyes looking into hers, she fell in love with the lips that were downturned in concern. “Are you alright?” He asked again after receiving no response the first time.

She snapped out of her trance, “yeah! yeah, Im so sorry, that was totally my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she watched as his eyes trailed down to her coffee-stained shirt, and he winced. “I’m sorry about your shirt.”

“It’s alright, I’m more upset about the lost caffeine,” she joked, trying to have as long an interaction with the mysterious man as possible, her class long forgotten.

He stared at her for a moment, his lips tilting up into a smirk, “well, maybe we can get some coffee sometime, you know, to make up for it.” To say she was shocked was an understatement. She wasn’t expecting him to ask her out, she thought they would go about their days, his encounter with her far from his mind.

“I would love that!” She rushed out. She flushed from embarrassment at how quick she was to say yes, and he saw it too. He chuckled, eyes twinkling as they looked into hers.

“We could go now,” he suggested, something seemingly labeled as hope taking over his face and tone.

She hesitated, thinking about how horrible of a student she would be if she skipped class on her first day of college, but made the mistake of looking into his eyes, becoming enchanted into saying yes.

From that moment in time, a beautiful friendship bloomed, soon morphing into something more, something unforgettable.

Don't you, forget about me

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't you, forget about me

[yn-bishop]

can you do emily junk x reader where they are in a secret relationship

and when the bellas find out beca and chole are super protective over emily

Of course! I’m sorry for the long wait and I hope you enjoy it!

Overprotective Roommates

Emily Junk x Fem!Reader

Word count: 661

"Did you need anything while we're out?"

Beca asks the younger girl as Beca and Chloe were walking out the door.

"No, I'm good. Thanks though"

Emily replies, picking up her phone.

"Alright. We'll be back soon"

A few minutes after they left, there's a knock on the door.

"Hi baby!"

Emily exclaims when she opens the door to see her girlfriend.

"Hi Em"

Y/n leans up to peck her cheek before walking through the door.

"Are you hungry? I brought stuff to make brownies"

She continues as she walks into the kitchen.

"Brownies? Of course I'm hungry for brownies!"

Emily sits at the counter with an excited grin as she watches her girlfriend pull out the ingredients.

"Did you want me to help?"

"Can you get the bowl out for me please?"

Y/n responds as she gets the ingredients out.

"Of course babe"

A half hour later, the brownies where in the oven and the girls put on a movie while they wait.

Half way through the movie, Y/n feels her girlfriends warm lips against her neck as she groans.

"Emily, the movie"

"The movies boring. Wouldn't you rather make out with me?"

Y/n sighs before moving her head to connect her lips with her girlfriends.

They girls stay like this for a while before they hear the door open.

"Em, we're home!"

Chloe shouts before she sees her roommates position. Beca walks in soon after and freezes when she sees the sight.

"Guys! You're early!"

Emily chuckles out with a nervous smile as her girlfriend moves to the other side of the couch, looking at the ground.

"I'm sorry, we would've taken longer if we had known you were hooking up"

Beca grumbles out sarcastically.

"I didn't know you were the type for hookups Emily"

Chloe glares at the shorter girl that's sitting next to her friend.

"She's not a hookup, she's my girlfriend"

Emily replies as she takes her girlfriends hand.

"You have a girlfriend? What's your name?"

Beca asks as she turns to the shorter girl.

"Um, I'm Y/n. It's nice to meet you"

She smiles at the older girls only for them to stare at her.

"Uh, we made brownies if you wanted some"

She tells the girls with a sweet smile and a huge grin appears on Chloe's face.

"Brownies? I like her Beca"

"What? Just because she made brownies?"

Beca appears flabbergasted.

Y/n goes to get the brownies out of the oven as the group begins to talk.

"Why didn't you tell us you had a girlfriend?"

Beca asks the younger girl.

"Because I knew you'd get like this"

Emily replies with a whine.

"I'm getting like this because you didn't tell us! You know we would support you"

Beca replies.

"Well, do you like her?"

Emily asks with a nervous voice.

"Of course we do, she's really sweet. We're still gonna have the talk with her though"

Emily groans before her girlfriend walks in with the plate full of brownies.

"Y/n, sir down. We need to talk"

Beca tells the girl sternly.

"I-okay"

She quickly sits down and looks up at the girls.

"Emily's our best friend. If you ever hurt her I will hunt you down. I don't care where you are in the world, I swear I will find you"

Beca glares down at her before smiling, watching sweat drip down the girls forehead.

"She's just kidding, Y/n!"

Chloe bursts out laughing along with Beca as Y/n finally cracks a smile.

"Alright, we'll leave you two alone now"

Beca says before they walk out the door.

"I'm sorry they did that Y/n, they do like you I swear"

Emily smiles at her girlfriend as they turn to look at each other.

"It's okay. I like them too. And I love you"

Y/n leans up to connect their lips together.

"I love you too"

Emily whispers against her girlfriends lips.

[onegayastronaut]

Having a Relationship with Emily Junk Would Include...

Requested by @fairy-geek-ackerman

This was meant to be a fic, but it's more a longer version of HC's with Emily, if that makes any sense. Hope y'all like it!

The calendar had circled the date in red for weeks, a constant reminder of the impending event. Not a birthday, nor a performance, but a first date. Excitement and nervousness waltzed hand-in-hand, creating a fluttering sensation in your stomach. The morning unfolded in a whirlwind of indecision. Every outfit felt wrong, and you were forced to take a breath to calm yourself. Emily was the one who asked you out, so that means she must like you back, right?

The chosen attire, a testament to countless outfit changes, hung neatly on the back of your dorm door. As the clock ticked closer to the designated time, the air crackled with anticipation. Should I call and confirm? Should I text a witty one-liner? The phone remained untouched, the desire to appear effortless warring with the bubbling anxiety.

Finally, the moment arrived. Stepping out the door, the familiar neighborhood felt different, painted in hues of excitement. The fluttering in your stomach wasn't just nerves; it was a symphony of anticipation and excitement. The scent of your chosen perfume, usually comforting, morphed into an intoxicating reminder of the impending encounter. Each passing car horn and distant laughter felt amplified, weaving a soundtrack of the approaching moment.

The walk held a new rhythm, each step leading to the unknown. Arriving at the chosen venue, a cozy café bathed in warm light, a wave of relief washed over you as you saw Emily waiting for you. There, right next to the door, sat the object of weeks of anticipation. An initial wave of shyness washed over you, momentarily silencing the carefully prepared conversation starters. But as smiles were exchanged, the ice began to thaw. The warmth of the interior enveloped you, offering a comforting contrast to the crisp autumn air. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet scent of baked pastries, creating a sensory dance. Across the table, your Emily’s eyes held a glimmer of curiosity, her smile triggering a cascade of warmth within you.

The conversation between you flowed with surprising ease. You discovered shared passions, unexpected connections, and the joy of finding common ground in the vast landscape of human experience. Time seemed to bend, minutes morphing into hours. Laughter filled the air, a testament to the easy connection that deepened with every minute you were together. The conversation wasn't just words, it was a bridge built upon shared laughter and stolen glances. Jokes landed perfectly, eliciting genuine chuckles that echoed in the dimly lit space. In moments of comfortable silence, the unspoken understanding resonated deeply, communicating more than words ever could.

The two of you talked for what seemed like hours, until the coffee shop closed and you had to leave. As the date drew to a close, the lingering anticipation transformed into a newfound warmth. The walk back home, once a solitary journey, now held the echo of shared experiences and whispered promises of future encounters. It was a reminder that sometimes, the most ordinary moments can blossom into extraordinary experiences, leaving one with a heart full of anticipation and a smile that lingers long after the goodbyes are said.

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The sun, a hesitant guest, peeked through the blinds, casting golden stripes across the room. Anticipation hummed in the air, an electric current buzzing through every nerve. Today was the day – the day you would walk down the aisle and say "I do" to the love of your life.

The morning unfolded in a flurry of whispered secrets and excited laughter. Surrounded by the women who had shaped you, you felt an overwhelming sense of love and support. As your best friend helped zip up the dress, a wave of emotion washed over you. The pristine white fabric shimmered, a symbol of new beginnings and a lifetime of promises.

Standing at the end of the aisle, your heart hammered a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Every detail seemed heightened – the scent of lilies, the hushed murmurs of guests, the way the sunlight glinted off the tears glistening in your Beca and Aubrey’s eyes. And then you saw Emily, waiting at the altar, her smile radiating warmth and love that pierced through the veil of nerves.

The ceremony was a blur of emotions. Vows were exchanged with trembling voices, tears of joy freely flowing, and the weight of commitment settling comfortably upon your shoulders. As you exchanged rings, a symbol of your eternal bond, the world seemed to shrink, focusing solely on the two of you standing hand in hand.

The reception was a whirlwind of congratulations, laughter, and dancing. The clinking of glasses served as a soundtrack to our love story, each toast weaving memories that would forever be etched in our hearts. As the night deepened, and the revelry subsided, we stole away for a quiet moment under the starlit sky.

Holding each other close, you whispered sweet nothings and shared a kiss under the moon, a perfect ending to an extraordinary day. The wedding day was more than just a celebration; it was a culmination of a journey, a promise whispered to the future, and the beginning of a new chapter in our love story. It was a day that painted itself onto the canvas of your lives, a memory to be cherished forever, a testament to the unwavering power of love.

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Married life, like any complex melody, is composed of countless notes: some high and jubilant, others low and melancholic, all weaving together to create a unique and ever-evolving symphony. While outsiders often romanticize the concept, the reality is far more nuanced and multifaceted.

The initial years were marked by a whirlwind of new experiences - navigating shared spaces, building routines, and learning to compromise. Laughter fills the air as inside jokes bloom, and adventures, both big and small, are embarked upon together. The foundation of trust and understanding is laid brick by brick, each conversation, each shared meal, solidifying the bond.

Yet, the journey isn't always a bed of roses. Disagreements arose, casting temporary shadows on the sunny landscape. Life throws curveballs, testing the strength of the bond that you two shared. But it is in these moments that the true essence of married life shines through, and you remembered why you fell in love with her. Communication becomes the bridge, allowing for open expression and the exploration of different perspectives.

Over time, the symphony evolves. The initial intensity of passion settles into a comfortable warmth, a deeper sense of connection built on shared experiences, unwavering support, and quiet companionship. The laughter may shift from explosive outbursts to knowing smiles, but the joy it brings remains.

The melody also encompasses shared responsibilities and a deeper understanding of the word "partnership." You decided to have children, and of course, Fat Amy insisted on being their favorite aunt.

Married life isn't a destination but a continuous journey. It requires constant effort, dedication, and a willingness to grow alongside your partner. It's about celebrating each other's triumphs, offering comfort during hardships, and finding joy in the ordinary moments. It's about weathering the storms and emerging stronger, the melody of your love story growing richer and more complex with each passing year.

[cherrysfanfics-ily]

↬ What and Who I Write for ↫

☆ Grease: The Rise of the Pink Ladies

♡ Jane Facciano

♡ Oliva Valdovinos

♡ Nancy Nakagawa

♡ Cynthia Zdunowski

♡ Richie Valdovinos

♡ Shy Guy

♡ Potato

♡ Gil

♡ Susan

♡ Dot

♡ Rosemary

♡ Wally

♡ Hazel

♡ Buddy Aldridge

♡ Frenchy Facciano

☆ Grease

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Betty Rizzo

♡ Sandy Olsson

♡ Marty Maraschino

♡ Jan

♡ Kenickie Murdoch

♡ Danny Zuko

♡ Sonny

♡ Doody

♡ Roger

♡ Leo Balmudo

☆ Grease 2

♡ Paulette Rebchuck

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Micheal Carrington

♡ Goose McKenzie

♡ Stephanie Zinone

♡ Johnny Nogerelli

♡ Louis DiMucci

♡ Sharon Cooper

♡ Rhonda Ritter

☆ Criminal Minds

♡ Spencer Reid

♡ Aaron Hotchner

♡ Emily Prentiss

♡ Derek Morgan

♡ Jennifer Jareau

♡ Elle Greenway

♡ Penelope Garcia

☆ Twilight

♡ Jasper Hale

♡ Alice Cullen

♡ Rosalie Hale

♡ Emmett Cullen

♡ Edward Cullen

♡ Carlisle Cullen

♡ Esme Cullen

♡ Bella Swan

♡ Sam Uley

♡ Paul Lahote

♡ Leah Clearwater

♡ Seth Clearwater

♡ Jacob Black

♡ Alec Volturi

♡ Cauis Volturi

☆ Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children

♡ Enoch O’ Connnor

♡ Emma Bloom

♡ Jacob Portman 

♡ Millard Nullings

♡ Bronwyn

♡ Victor

♡ Horace

♡ Olive

♡ Hugh

♡ Fiona

☆ Glee

♡ Rachel Berry

♡ Finn Hudson

♡ Kurt Hummel

♡ Artie Abrams

♡ Santana Lopez

♡ Tina Cohen-Chang

♡ Mercedes Jones

♡ Brittany S. Pierce

♡ Noah Puckerman 

♡ Sam Evans

♡ Blaine Anderson

♡ Mike Chang

♡ Quinn Fabray

♡ Jesse St. James

♡ Sebastian Smythe

☆ Pitch Perfect

♡ Donald Walsh

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Unicycle

☆ Pitch Perfect 2

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Pietrar 

♡ Kommissar

☆ Pitch Perfect 3

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Calamity

♡ Serenity

♡ Charity

♡ Veracity

♡ Chicago

☆ Ride the Cyclone

♡ Mischa

♡ Noel

♡ Ricky

♡ Constance

♡ Jane Doe

♡ Ocean

☆ Mamma Mia

♡ Sophie Sheridan

♡ Sky

♡ Donna Sheridan

♡ Sam Carmicheal

♡ Harry Bright

♡ Bill Austin

♡ Pepper

☆ School Spirits

♡ Maddie Nears

♡ Simon Elroy

♡ Wally Clark

♡ Xavier Baxter

♡ Rhonda

♡ Charley

♡ Dawn

☆ Nerdy Prudes Must Die

♡ Stephanie Lauter

♡ Peter Spankoffski

♡ Richie Lipschitz

♡ Ruth Fleming

♡ Grace Chasity

♡ Max Jagerman

♡ Lords in Black

☆ Movie! Five Nights at Freddy's

♡ Micheal Schmidt

♡ Vanessa Afton

♡ Platonic! Abby Schmidt

☆ Fruits Basket

♡ Tohru Honda

♡ Yuki Sohma

♡ Kyo Sohma

♡ Hatsuharu Sohma

♡ Momiji Sohma

♡ Shigure Sohma

♡ Hatori Sohma

☆ My Babysitters a Vampire

♡ Ethan Morgan

♡ Benny

♡ Rory

♡ Sarah

♡ Erica

♡ Jesse

☆ Starlight Express

♡ Greaseball

♡ Dinah

♡ Rusty

♡ Pearl

♡ Electra (May add Wrench and all later)

♡ Tassita

♡ Hydra

♡ Freights (Timber, Porter, Slick)

���Will most likely add more fandoms later↫

[vlkyriesgf]

so i hear we’re back in the freddie stroma era and i was wondering if another character you could possibly include is his character from pitch perfect 🫣 it’s ok if you don’t !! but i had this idea where it’s literally Grumpy x sunshine ( he’s grumpy , reader is sunshine) and one day he’s like i think i might be in love with you. after she completely losses her cool on Jesse bc he did something stupid

when skies are gray // luke (pitch perfect) x reader

a/n: i actually really like how this came out considering it’s my first time writing for Luke!

summary: Jesse being an idiot, or maybe a genius, just to get you and Luke alone.

warnings: not much just fluff!

word count: 1.4k

Stoic was the only word that came to mind when you were first introduced to Luke.

Jesse had helped you get a job at the university’s radio station to keep up with some course fees. You didn’t think that majoring in film could be so costly, yet here you are.

It’s been a few months since you started working there, and ever since your first day you’ve seen countless people try and shoot their shot with Luke. You, Beca and Jesse ended up making a bet, seeing if he would fall for someone so quickly.

To you, Luke seemed like some guy who always just kept to himself. When you first met him he actually approached you like if he was excited to work with you. Jesse pointed out that his first meet with Luke was just stuff he had to do and then it was straight to work.

Jesse noticed over time he was a little more irked than usual when it was only you and Jesse for the day. He also picked up on a few comments that Luke attempted to get you with, you didn’t really catch on and thought he was being nice.

So, Jesse decided to be a little stupid and careless to prove something that’s been knocking at his brain for a while.

You and Jesse head in the station to start your shift, Beca being at practice this time. The two of you head to the back and see Luke in his booth, Jesse already putting his stuff down to work.

Going a little more towards the end of the shop to start on the records, you hear Luke ask Jesse if it’s just the two of you today, hearing a distant “Yeah, I guess so.”

Looking through the shelf, you see Luke sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Alright, just make sure to not slack off or have a chat while doing absolutely nothing.”

You assume he was just having a bad day, he looked super annoyed that it was just the two of you but surely Beca let him know beforehand about not being in today right?

Walking over to Jesse, you pass by Luke walking back to his booth. He tries to avoid eye contact with you, his face, with what you thought had a tint of pink, turned slightly to the side.

“What’s his deal?” you ask Jesse, he puts down the CDs he was holding deciding that nows a great time to put his plan in motion.

“I’m not too sure. But something is extra weird with him today.” he replies with a groan so he can nonchalantly put his arm around your shoulder, something you didn’t think much about. You both turn towards the booth to see Luke immediately flit his eyes back to the screen.

“Hey you don’t have a thing for him, do ya?” his head now turns to you.

“That’s a pretty good joke for your comedy act.” you reply, obviously avoiding the question. You did actually but you knew there was no way that it would work out.

Slipping out of his arms to go back to your usual working spot, he picks up the CDs again and trails after you like some dog. Luke notices and watches the whole thing unravel.

“No but seriously, I need to know for research.” you hear him say from behind.

“Let’s say “no”.” You kinda see where this is going.

“So does this mean I have a chance?” he weirdly yelled out.

Laughter continues to come out from where you two are. Luke, overhears some parts of the conversation from the booth, he’s not too sure how to feel about it. “I’ll totally protect you from campus creeps” from Jesse and taunting replies from you have him so worked up from some reason.

“Hey, I’m closing early, I have stuff to do. I have to wait for a friend to come cover so you both can go.” Luke announces from the doorway of his booth.

“Sweet, I’m outta here then.” you hear Jesse say from beside you. Placing his arm around you again, Jesse places a quick kiss on the side of your head.

“See you later, sunshine” speed walking his way back to his belongings, Jesse feels like that’ll be the push for you both.

“Sunshine? Later? We never made plans!” you yell out. You start to reach for your stuff as well, feeling Luke approach you.

“Can’t hear you. So excited for tonight, bye!” he yells out again.

“Dumbass!” yelling out once more before throwing one of your books his way as he already out the door, leaving you and Luke together. The whole kiss thing left you confused and irritated. Why did he do that out of no where?

Sighing out of frustration, you finally turn your attention to Luke. “Don’t mind him. He’s never usually like that.”

Luke only lets out an uninterested groan, feeling a little annoyed with the whole interaction and walks back to his booth.

At the same time, he admired how fast you shut Jesse down, this feeling is new for him. Thrown off by what he just did, though, you follow him.

“You alright? It looks like something’s bothering you.” you ask. He doesn’t answer.

“Y’know you can at least talk to me after how much you avoided me today.” you complain.

Luke turns to you in disbelief. “Are you upset with me just because I didn’t give you any attention?”

“Ha, got you talking!” you chuckle out. He lets out a light laugh and looks down, not believing that he actually fell for that. Luke starts realizing that he likes how he is when you’re with him, but he’s not sure he’s good enough for someone like you.

“You sure you’re alright? You’ve seemed very stressed lately.” you ask him.

“I don’t know.” he sits down in his chair and notices you’re in the booth. He doesn’t mind when it’s you. You stare at him in confusion while appreciating his beauty, though trying to figure out what’s going on with him.

“It really does makes sense now.” You snap out of your thoughts and take in what he says. He extends his hand to you, his expression hard to read.

“What makes sense?” you step toward him, taking his hand.

“I don’t think I ever knew what love was until I met you. It was easy for me just to spit out a few words and have a partner right there and then.” he says, looking up at you from his seat.

You can tell he’s going about this carefully, it’s cute. But, you assume he never had a clear definition for love, maybe it was always one sided relationships with him until now.

“But you were difficult and it took time to get to know you, and what a great time it was. So when I figured out why Jesse was being an idiot, I sent him off. Guess he’s not entirely an idiot”

“I knew there was a big softie under that tough act of yours.” you tell him as you shove his shoulder lightly.

“Alright alright, if you’re gonna poke fun at me can you just move on and forget about this?” he says rubbing his head in embarrassment.

“Hey no, I’m not poking fun I promise. I really like you too.” You reach for his face when he backs up a bit. Realizing your gesture, he gives in and is instantly grateful that he did.

“Let me choose a song. Can I?” you ask, hoping he says yes.

“Uh sure, I guess. What do you want-?” You sit on his lap and start searching for a song that fits the mood.

The feeling felt very intrusive to him for the first minute or so, but when you chose the song he was getting used to it.

“It sounds good.” He says, the song being played to him for the first time, it was low and smooth. He’s surprised you have good taste.

“Yeah, it’s one of my favorites.” you turn to him smiling. He doesn’t say it much, but it was one of the most beautiful things he’s ever seen.

Luke then hesitantly leans close to you, grabbing your sweater gently to pull you in closer and pressing his lips to yours as he hears you giggle into the kiss.

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine you and Stacie painting Pieter's nails

With narrowed eyes, you took the nail polish brush out of the bottle, making sure to wipe of the excess polish on the edge, and moved it to your boyfriend’s nails. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady yourself, you let the brush make contact with Pieter’s nails as you moved the brush downward, watching with a pleased smile as the color began showing.

When Pieter had told you and Stacie that Das Sound Machine had booked a performance in the upcoming weeks, the two of you jumped at the chance to help him prepare for it though there wasn’t really much you both could do. Pieter had the choreography and lyrics down down to a T and the outfit for the performance was safely and carefully packed in his suitcase along with everything else he would need for the drive there. Now all that was left was for Pieter to get ready himself and do touch up. His hair and makeup would have to wait until the day of the performance but his two girlfriends could help him do his nails which had them jumping at the opportunity with glee.

Stacie was focusing on his left hand while you did his right hand. You had finished his thumb and pointer finger and were now working on his middle finger. You were just about to finish the second coat when the hand underneath your own moved unexpectedly causing you to smudge the polish, a clump forming on his nail.

"Pieter!" Putting the nail polish brush back inside the bottle, you gave your boyfriend a pointed look as he scratched his nose. With a shake of your head, you began looking looking for a cotton ball and the nail polish remover to redo your work. “You could have told me or Stacie that your nose was itchy.”

“Sorry, liebling.” He said. Once you were sitting back where you were, he leaned forward - though careful to not move his left hand as to not mess Stacie up - and kissed your forehead. “I’ll make sure to do so next time.”

Though you tried holding your frown, the smile you were struggling to hide made it clear to Pieter that he was forgiven. Hearing his other girlfriend clear her throat, he turned his head to look at her. Stacie had stopped painting his nails, her lips puckered as she stared at him, waiting for her kiss from the German. A chuckle left him but he gladly leaned forward and pecked her lips. “I would never forget about you, hasilein. Thank you both for helping me.”

[literallybipanic]

Be My Baby - Beca x Chloe Pitch Perfect oneshot

this is my first ever one shot pls do give criticism if there is any I would really appreciate it.

THIS IS A SFW REGRESSION STORY

Beca and Chloe had always been tightknit friends since they joined the Barden University Bellas a few years ago. But something strange had been happening to the duo lately - Beca had been feeling a sudden urge to be babied and coddled, while Chloe had been feeling a strong pull to take care of her friend like a mother. They couldn't explain why this was happening, but they never talked about it too much, fearful of sounding crazy.

One day, they were studying together in their dorm room when Beca suddenly had a meltdown, crying and screaming because she couldn't understand her math homework. Chloe didn't know how to calm her friend down, so she did the only thing that came to mind - she cradled Beca in her arms and patted her back softly, trying to soothe her. Surprisingly, Beca didn't resist; in fact, she relaxed into Chloe's embrace and let out a sigh of contentment, like a little kid comforted by their mommy.

At that moment, something within Chloe snapped, and she realized what she had to do. She whispered gentle words of encouragement and rocked Beca back and forth, singing a lullaby under her breath. Soon enough, Beca had stopped crying and had fallen asleep in Chloe's arms, her body curled up in a fetal position. Chloe knew that something bizarre was happening, but she couldn't deny the warm, fuzzy feeling that sprouted within her heart, and she quietly decided to keep the incident to herself.

A few days later, Beca and Chloe were hanging out with the Bellas by the pool, soaking up the sun and chatting about upcoming auditions for a new music competition. Beca was feeling unsettled, and she couldn't explain why. She wanted to be outside and play, but she also wanted to crawl back into bed and sleep. The latter urge won out, and Beca sighed heavily, rubbing her eyes in fatigue.

Suddenly, Chloe had an idea. She walked over to Beca and held out her hand, wiggling her fingers in invitation. "C'mon, Becs, let's go take a nap," Chloe said, her voice turning soft and gentle. Beca immediately felt her heart swell in happiness, and she took Chloe's hand, following her lead like a lost puppy.

They went back to their dorm room, which Chloe had decorated with twinkle lights and stuffed animals, giving it a cozy, comforting vibe. Chloe told Beca to get into bed, and she pulled the blankets up over her friend's body, tucking her in like she was a child. Beca felt a thrill of pleasure rush through her body, and she snuggled into the pillows, feeling safe and secure in Chloe's care.

Then, Chloe did something unexpected - she pulled down the shades of the room, creating a peaceful, dim atmosphere. She turned on a white noise machine that mimicked the sound of raindrops, and she began to sing another lullaby, holding Beca's hand and stroking her hair. Beca felt her eyes droop, and she let out a little yawn, feeling the strong urge to regress into a younger state.

Chloe noticed the change in her friend and smiled to herself, realizing that this was what Beca needed. She continued to sing softly, watching as Beca's breathing became steady and even, and she drifted off into a deep, dreamless slumber. Chloe stayed by her friend's side, watching over her like a guardian angel, feeling like she had found a new purpose in life.

When Beca woke up a few hours later, she didn't remember much of what had occurred, but she felt refreshed and rejuvenated, like she had been given a special kind of love that she had never experienced before. Chloe silently watched her friend, feeling a sense of pride and admiration wash over her. She knew that whatever this was, it was real and magical, and it was something that she and Beca would share for the rest of their lives.

[agaypanic]

if you think a different character (that i write for) would fit better, comment them down below. the max amount of days a character can have is 3. if you wanna know what characters im willing to write for kinktober, i'll list them here:

What We Do In The Shadows: Nandor the Relentless, Laszlo Cravensworth, Nadja of Antipaxos, Guillermo de la Cruz

Hot Fuzz: Nicholas Angel

That 70's Show: Jackie Burkhart, Eric Forman, Steven Hyde, Michael Kelso

Jurassic Park: Alan Grant, Ellie Sattler, Ian Malcolm

Scott Pilgrim: Gideon Graves

iZombie: Ravi Chakrabarti, Liv Moore

Five Nights At Freddy's: Mike Schmidt

Twilight: Charlie Swan, Carlisle Cullen, Emmett Cullen

Saltburn: Felix Catton, Oliver Quick, Farleigh Start

Ghostbusters: Ray Stantz, Egon Spengler

Mean Girls: Regina George

Heathers: J.D., Veronica Sawyer

Pitch Perfect: Bumper Allen, Beca Mitchell

The End of the F***ing World: James, Alyssa Foley

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Y/N: I have a feeling that we’re going to be really good friends.

Rio: Well, you saw me naked, so…

[cherrysfanfics-ily]

↬ Masterlist ↫

☆ Grease: The Rise of the Pink Ladies ☆

☆ Cupid's Match ☆

☆ Grease ☆

☆ Grease 2 ☆

☆ Criminal Minds ☆

☆ Twilight ☆

☆ Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children ☆

☆ Glee ☆

☆ Pitch Perfect ☆

☆ Pitch Perfect 2 ☆

☆ Pitch Perfect 3 ☆

☆ Ride the Cyclone ☆

☆ Mamma Mia ☆

☆ School Spirits ☆

☆ Nerdy Prudes Must Die ☆

☆ Movie! Five Nights at Freddy's ☆

☆ Fruits Basket ☆

☆ My Babysitters a Vampire ☆

☆ Starlight Express ☆

↬Will most likely add more fandoms later↫

[mrshargreeves]

Just a Freddie Stroma in UNreal appreciation post

[badasgirlfriend]

hi I love your jesse Swanson x reader stories. Loved them!! If you're still doing requests, could I request a jesse Swanson x reader where the reader is also a singer and is in the bellas and do the part in pitch perfect 1 where they do the riff off and Jesse sings feels like the first time and do the reader rapping instead of beca?

Pretty Boy | Jesse Swanson

pairing: jesse swanson x fem!reader

fandom: pitch perfect

a/n: hii thank u for the req and sorry for taking so long i was ia for a bit, i only changed the ending bc i dont like the song because beca raps (dont attack me) hope u like it<3

"Come on, sing along," Chloe chirped, gesturing for Y/N to join the Bellas as they prepared. Y/N just shook her head, feeling anxious, riff of, what they called it wasn't her thing. But Chloe didn't seem to notice.

"Nah, I'm good," Y/N said, attempting to be polite. Chloe just nodded in response and flashed a smile of support as she joined her friends

Y/N noticed Jesse gazing at her, and she stared right back with a curious expression. Jesse cracked a mischievous smile, then madr a thumbs-down gesture and mouthed, "You're going down."

Y/N giggled as she let loose a playful blow kiss right at him. only for him to catch the kiss midair and press it against his heart

Y/N was relieved that it was night and that Jesse was too far away from her to notice her blushing. But this exchange had not gone unnoticed by Aubrey, who had been watching their whole interaction from the beginning.

"Go, Stacy!" She cheered for her closest friend as she stole the spotlight from Donald. Everyone's eyes were on her

"Baby, all through the night I'll make love to you," Fat Amy chimed in, but Jesse stepped in front of her, stopping her mid-song.

"And I guess it's just the woman in you," he sang, making the Belles groan. The rest of the group made their way to their designated spots, grumbling in protest.

"That brings out the man in me" he pointed at Y-Y/N smiling

"Idiot" she muttered trying to hide her grin

"It feels like the first time" he continued singing, opening his jacket to show his chest. He placed his hand on his heart just like before and winked at her

"Feels like the very first time"

Y/N didn't understand where her newfound confidence was coming from, but she suspected the drinks she had earlier might be playing a part. Yet, she was also convinced Jesse was behind her feelings. Without giving it any thought, she charged towards Jesse, eager to take advantage of the moment.

"it feels like the first time-"

"It's like everytime they turn the lights down," Y/N cut him off with a sly smirk and Jesse's eyes widened in amusement. He backed away and gave Y/N the spotlight with a round of applause. "just wanna go that extra mile for you"

She looked at the crowd and everyone was staring at her confused, even the Bellas.

'extra mile..?" Aubrey muttered trying to remember the song

Y/N was now regretting her decision as everyones eyes were on her, even the Bellas weren't backing her up

'Seriously does no one know this song' she thought to herself

Jesse's encouraging smile gave her the confidence she needed to dive back into the song "Go on,"

"We can get down," Y/N sang, now more in tune "Like there's no one around"

Amy and Stacey both gasped as they began to understand what Y/N was singing. Stacey had already joined in the song, her voice perfectly harmonizing with Y/N's. The two Belles' vocals blended together seamlessly, now with Amy joining them

"We keep on rockin' we keep on rockin"

"Cameras are flashin'" Amy made camera noises towards Emma and Stacey as they grinded on each other "while we're dirty dacing"

Jesse let out a sharp "woah" as Emma danced. One of the Treblemakers patted Jesse's shoulder in encouragement. Jesse didn't care about the outcome of the competition; if losing meant he got to see Y/N like this, he would willingly come up as the losing team every time.

In his eyes, Y/N was breathtakingly beautiful. Every laugh was like a melodic refrain that made his heart race a bit faster. His eyes were glued to her every movement, especially the graceful twirls that she would execute.

"They keep watchin' they keep watchin" The rest of the Bellas all joined in, singing the lyrics with the trio, except for Audrey, who seemed oblivious to the song.

Seeing as the crowd was completely caught up in Y/N's performance, she turned towards them and sang in a louder voice, "Feels like the crowd is saying", prompting the audience to join in with

"Gimme, gimme, more gimme more gimme more." Y/N beamed in satisfaction as everyone joined in and sang along with her.

"Anddd, we're out" Y/' said as they finished the song, everyone clapping and cheering. Jesse laughed joining the applause. Before he could say anything the MC came

"Okay funs over sorry laddies the word you needed to match was 'It' not 'It's'. You are CUT OFF" he shouted and the trebles cheered

"What when did that rule happen" Chloe shouted

"Whatever stupid riff off"

Y/N smiled, her expression showing no sign of disappointment. As she saw Jesse in the crowd, she sent a warm, appreciative smile and said, "Congratulations, pretty boy."

Jesse grinned mischievously and replied, "Does the winner get a gift?"

"You wish" Y/N rolled her eyes

This was the moment, Jesse thought to himself, the perfect instant to ask Y/N out. "Hey, I was wondering if maybe..."

But before he could finish, Audrey abruptly interrupted, "Y/N! We have to go."

Disappointed with the interruption, Jesse turned to Audrey, his expression one of annoyance.

"Sorry, chief's calling," she said with a light chuckle

"I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked

"Definitely," Y/N replied,

Y/N followed Audrey and then suddenly stopped, turning to face Jesse once again "Jesse," she breathed, her eyes shining with determination.

With swiftness, she leaned in towards Jesse and planted a brief kiss on his cheek, leaving him completely stunned and unable to hide his flush of surprise.

"Good night"

As Y/N hurried away, Jesse was left standing there, his face flushed with surprise. His hand was still covering the spot on his cheek where the unexpected kiss landed he murmured to himself

"Good night... fucking hell." He shook his head the grin never leaving his face

[unholyhelbig]

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Kate Bishop x Reader

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Wandanat x Reader

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Stranger Things:

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler

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Beca Mitchell x Chloe Beale

Emily Junk x Aubrey Posen

Pitch Perfect Horror Week

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Ava Silva x Sister Beatrice

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Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair

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DO NOT INTERACT with my work if you are not 18+. While most of the stuff that I write isn't NSFW, there are violent themes and I will block you if this rule is broken.

There are a lot of prompts in my inbox, and while I try to get them done in a timely matter, I do have a lot going on most times, so I will post when I post.

While I try to keep my fanfiction gender neutral, some of it will be directed towards she/her or she/they pronouns as that is how I identify and it's hard to break that habit. Mostly gender neutral though!

There are a few things I won't write (Trigger warning for these): Pregnancy, Self-harm, Suicide, or anything underage.

I prefer requests that have a little bit of wiggle room. Sometimes it's hard to conceptualize a longer plot and include everything. I'm not talking about one word prompts here, but I'd like it to be less than a paragraph if possible.

[cherrysfanfics-ily]

☆ Pitch Perfect ☆

♡ Donald Walsh

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Unicycle

[sjswrites]

Baby Gay

Summary: Working on set with your best friend was supposed to be fun, but something feels... off.

A/N: A bit of a long one, buuut I promise it's worth it.

Masterlist

“It’s pretty nice working with your best friend, huh?” I playfully threw my shoulder into Hailee’s arm as we walked off set.

“It’s alright, I guess.” She replied sarcastically before throwing her arm over me and my arm slide around her waist.

“Nice work, ladies.” The blonde brit approached as I greeted her with a smile. When Hailee didn’t give her usual, ‘thank you’, my eyes shot up to check on her. To my surprise, Hailee’s eyes were glued to Florence.

“Thanks, Pugh. I mean, you absolutely killed it out there!” I gushed as her eyes nervously fell to the floor.

“Not as good as you, darling. You’re so talented.” Her golden green eyes locked with mine.

I chuckled to myself. “Oh shut up.” I shoved her shoulder away.

“I’m serious!” She protested through giggles. “Do you two have plan for dinner tonight?” I visually checked in with Hailee who had yet to say anything.

“Yeah.” I answered for both of us. “My mom actually invited us over for dinner tonight.” My arm wrapped around hers and squeezed to bring her back to reality.

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah. Sorry, I forgot to mention that on the drive over.”

“I see.” Florence’s smile slightly dimmed. “Another time.”

“Forsure.” Hailee finally spoke to Florence.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Her eyes bounced between ours before we walked away to the trailers.

I finished getting changed first as I knocked on Hailee’s trailer door. “Hey, Haiz.” My hand slowly pulled the door open as I entered. Hailee had her back to me with her baggy jeans and white tank on. Her hazel eyes looked at me over her shoulder. “Hey, babe.” She threw her leather jacket over her shoulders. “Ready?”

“No.” Hailee froze for a second before adjusting her jacket. “Not until you tell me what’s wrong?”

“What?!” She tried to push past me. “What are you talking about?”

My hand held her at bay. “Don’t bullshit me, Steinfeld.” I shoved her back. “You were in your head when we- Actually, when I was talking to Florence.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She tried to get past me again as her arm snuck around me and opened the door. “Come on. Let’s not keep your mom waiting.”

“Hailee,” My hand landed on hers as I closed the door. A new look grew on Hailee. One I had never seen before. She was mad. She was mad at me. “We’re not going to my mom’s.”

“What?! But you said- Why?!”

“I just said that because you didn’t seem like you were in a good headspace.” My hand peeled hers from the door.

She took a deep breath. I waited patiently for the flood gates, instead I got chuckles in my face. “It’s not that. It’s just- It’s stupid. Can we just for get about it please?”

She shook her head and started for the door again. I grabbed her chin and made her look me in the eyes. “Tell. Me.” The swirls of light brown and green now locked with mine. My safety net. My safehouse. My place. My home. Although something had shifted. Something on her face that I couldn’t quite read.

“I got nervous.” Her eyes danced between mine. “I… I have a crush.”

My eyebrows raised. “On Florence?”

“Yeaah.” Her voice fell unconfidently with shakiness in her single word. Nervousness? Embarrassment?

“Aww. Really?” My lip pouted out. “Aw, look at my baby gay with her first gay panic.” I pinched her cheek as she swatted my hand away. “Welcome to the Alphabet Mafia. I knew you’d join me eventually.” We shared at laugh as I opened the door. “We’re getting celebratory burgers! On me!” I skipped out as Hailee followed while shaking her head.

“Have you thought about telling your family?” I asked while driving Hailee home.

“Um, yeah. I think they’ll be fine with it.”

“Psh, yeah they will. They love you so much. I wouldn’t see why not. I’m just saying if you ever have any questions, you know you can talk to me right?” I took a flash look at her in the passenger seat. Her head looked out the window and her mind on someone else. My hand stretched over the console and onto her thigh. She slightly jumped at contact. “You really like this girl, huh?”

“I don’t know.” She mindlessly answered.

The car pulled into her driveway as I threw it park. “What else is bothering you?” My body leaned against the door.

“What? Nothing's bothering me.”

With my arms crossed over my chest, I gave her a look of really? “Hailee, I can read you like a children’s book. Stop holding back from me.”

“I actually- I don’t know.” She threw her head into the headrest. “What about coming out to the public? What if it’s just a phase or what if the press ruins the relationship or what if-?”

“Babe.” Her quick spew of words came to halt. “Fuck them. You only need to come out to the people you care about. If they truly care about you, then then will love you and Florence.” She bit her lip and looked out the window again. “Hey,” I squeezed her thigh. “You deserve to be happy. And if your happiness makes other people upset, then that’s on them. You’re not responsible for their emotions and feelings. Understand?” She nodded.

I got up and walked around the car. I opened her door and opened my arms. Her worried melted in my arms as I squeezed her tight. “Get some sleep. Don’t forget you’re picking me up tomorrow. I will see you the morning.” My hand slightly pushed on her waist as she peeled away. “The second one is the most important. Please don’t forget that one.” She giggled as we walked to her door. “There she is.” I sang as we stopped at her door. On my toes, I pecked a kiss on her cheek. “Goodnight, Haiz.”

“Goodnight. Text me when you get home.” She opened her door with the biggest smile.

“Will do.”

With coffee in hand and bag in the other, my feet trudged out to Hailee’s car. “Well good morning, sunshine.” Hailee said with her typical early bird smile.

“I will never understand how you’re so chipper this early in the morning. I seriously need a gallon of coffee to recover from the World War 3 going on between my body and my mind just to get out fo bed.” She laughed.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?”

“Well you chose me so what does that make you?”

“Hmm...crazy.” I shrugged as I took a sip of my coffee.

“You said it, not me.” Hailee reached her hand over onto my thigh as we drove off. This was one of the things I loved about my friendship. She understood how much of a cuddly person I am because she was one too. I’ve never had a friendship like this before. But Haiz wasn’t like my other friends. She knew me on a deeper level than most people. She was my rock and I was hers

Flashback to five years ago

“Hi, I’m Hailee.” The taller girl looked down at me with a sweet smile.

“Hi. I’m y/n.” I smiled back. “Sorry. I’m a little nervous. This is my first big movie like this.”

She simply smiled back. She didn’t make fun of me or belittle me. Instead, she playfully threw her shoulder into me. “You’re gonna do amazing. I can feel it.”

My back straightened up with confidence. “You know what? No. We are gonna do amazing.” I offered her my hand as she quickly took it and we walked onto set.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Niall Horan!” We only met a couple days ago, but it felt like we met a lifetime ago.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Dove-” My hand flew over her mouth.

“Shhh.” My head on a swivel as I looked around for any witnesses. “I’m not out yet.”

“What does that mean?”

“Out?” She nodded. “Like I haven’t told anyone that I’m…” I checked my surroundings again. “That I’m lesbian.” My head dropped. “To anyone really… I mean beside to Dove. Of course.” My head quickly snapped back up to her. “I guess that makes you the second person.”

“Well, I’m very honored to be the second.” Her face beaming with a prideful smile.

“You…” My confidence felt faulty as my eyes wandered off. “You don’t have to pretend. I get it if it makes you feel uncomfortable and you don’t wanna be my friend anymore.”

“No! No. No at all! I mean, you’re happy and in love. What more could you ask for?”

The glimmer of hope and love in my eyes could be seen from space. “Thank you…”

“For what?”

"For not leaving me.”

“You’re stuck with me forever now.”

“You know, you’re my favorite person in the whole world, right?” I took in her side profile as a little grin formed.

“Yeah.” She squeeze my thigh. “Of course, I love hearing you say it, though.”

“Can you promise me something?” She stopped at a red light and nodded for me to continue. “Promise me that no matter what happens, no matter who you end up with that you’ll still be my best friend.”

“I promise.” My hand squeezed the back of hers. “You’re stuck with me forever.”

My smile started to get too big as I bit my lip. “I didn’t know you could read minds.” My happiness now pouring out through the redness of my cheeks. “I know, I don’t say this nearly enough, but thank you. You do so much for me. You’ve always been there for me. Through all the highs and lows. Through thick and thin. I can’t imagine where I’d be without you.”

“And I would do it all over again. I quite literally would do anything for you.” Her attention went back to the road as the light changed.

“I’d do anything for you too. You know, I’d even third wheel with you so you can go after yet another blonde brit.” I chuckled to myself. “Although this one is a significant upgrade.” The car was silent as Hailee was focused on the road ahead. Whatever would get her closer to her newfound love interest. I let her mind wander as I pulled out my phone.

Hailee pulled into the parking lot as she threw her car in park. “Love,” Hailee said as I hopped out of the car. “I need to tell you something.”

My legs cautiously got back in the passenger seat with the door close behind me. “Well, that’s always a fun conversation starter.”

“Look, I just need you to listen to me. Just- just don’t say anything, okay?” I nodded as she took a deep breath. “I lied.” My eyebrows furrowed at her. “I don’t have a crush on Florence.” I tried to control my facial expressions as she continued. “Actually, I don’t have a crush on anyone.” She’s lost me now. So she doesn’t like women? “I’m actually in love.” I released my breath and pouted my lip. “With you.” I blinked a few times as my brain tried to process the last two words. With me? They spun around in my head as I started to get lightheaded. “I just saw Florence checking you out and complimenting you and, I don’t know, this like feeling in my stomach. I was angry and sad and hurt. It’s all confusing. Just thinking about you being with Florence made me sick. Maybe I’m just being possessive, but no one could ever love you like I could. I mean, if you’ll let me or even remotely feel the same. I’m scared I may be ruining this amazing friendship we have, but fuck it. I want to be happy and in love with you.” Hailee took a deep breath after the spiel.

“Can I speak now?” She nodded cautiously. “Hailee Steinfeld, can I please take you on a date tonight?”

She smiled. “I would love that more than anything.”

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Darkhold Diaries: Day 671

Agatha: “Where’s my cloak? It’s cold out!”

Wanda: “Haven’t touched it!”

Y/N at the top of the stairs, wearing Agatha’s cloak, in a dramatic booming voice: “FOOLISH MORTALS! You stand beneath me both physically and in the natural order of the world!”

Agatha: “Not. Funny.”

Y/N: “BEHOLD! My great descent!”

Wanda: “Oh no”

Y/N: *sleds down the stairway on a garbage pail lid before getting caught in the cloak and tripping* “Did I die?”

Agatha: “Who cares, did you tear my cloak?!”

Wanda: “Did you break any bones?”

Y/N: “Give me 30 seconds for the adrenaline to wear off and then I’ll tell ya”