#sarah morgan x reader

[bearlytolerant]

Hello! I absolutely love your writings and was wondering if you may be able to write a little fic about Sarah Morgan x reader/main character from starfield? Maybe some kind of hurt/comfort where the MC gets hurt somehow and Sarah comforts them or smth

Hey nonny! I have no idea if you’ll see this but I want to thank you for your super kind words! I apologize this has taken a minute but hopefully you enjoy and that I did Sarah justice since I haven’t written a piece focused on her before.

Pairing: Sarah Morgan/gReader, T rating || ao3

Release

Knees on the ground. Your calloused hands rub at the dirt smudged blood stains and it smears into the grey synthetic threads. Curving up your knee and spreading across your thighs, little chunks of dirt gather in clumps and you push them from one spot to another.

Bodies are stacked all around. Spacer? Ecliptic? Not Crimson Fleet. You know that much. As well as some maybe—civilians or maybe—scientists who were caught in the crossfire. Innocents. Did they have children? Did you kill a mother? A father? Somebody’s sibling? Doesn’t matter. All of them are people.

Rubbing repetitively and vigorously, your eyes sting, tears gathering in the waterline. Your pistol is sitting at your side somewhere.

Ambush.

It was an ambush.

You didnt mean—

You had to—

Your only defense.

The friction on your fingers feels like fire and your chest hurts. Something burns, hot and bright in your side but it doesn’t feel like your side. And you try to remember the events in order. Shouting. Shots fired. Or was it shots first and shouting after? Same time?

A scrambling of spacesuits. Bodies colliding.

Your face in the dirt, cheek smashed into the ground and finger on the trigger.

Barrel against head.

Point and shoot.

You press your dirtied palms to your temples. Smack them once. Twice.

Hands catch your wrists before you can bang them against your head a third time.

“Your bleeding. We need to get you out of here.”

That voice is familiar as it drowns out the ruminations.

“I—”

“No time to argue with me. Save it for after we get you patched up.”

A tug on your wrists and you force yourself to stand on shaking legs. A hand presses into your cheek.

“You’ll be alright,” she says. Coming into focus, her green eyes search yours, brows furrowed together while the wind whips her blonde cropped hair around her jawline. “We need to take shelter before the storm hits.”

You nod and Sarah guides you into the science outpost, getting you out of the storm that will soon be raging. The wind whistles as the door closes behind you. She pulls out a swivel chair from a nearby desk and sits you down in it while you stare at the dirt and blood smeared into your hands. She says something you don’t quite catch as she rummages around nearby. Lifeless eyes flash in your mind and you shut your own, balling your fists in an attempt to shove the vision away.

“This might sting a little.” A press to your side and a sharp pain makes you inhale a deep breath, reminding you that you’re injured.

“Thank you,” you manage to say.

“No need to thank me. You’ve always been there when I’ve needed your help.”

You open your eyes and Sarah carefully unfurls your fingers. She dips a white rag in a bucket of water and gently cleans the blood and dirt off your hand. You wince as the rag bumps over a pebble lodged under your skin.

“Of course I’m always there for you,” you say, her touch grounding you and bringing you back to the present. “Are you—are you hurt?”

“No. You made quite the human shield.” She pulls tweezers from the medkit and works at the pebble. Though she’s gentle, you still hiss with the pain as it’s pulled free. She wipes the wound clean. “Though, why you continue to throw yourself into danger when the opportunity presents itself, I’ll never understand. Do you have a death wish?”

It comes back to you then. After the ambush, you charged forward blindly, refusing to let anyone touch Sarah. So focused on protecting her, you didn’t question anything and now there’s a lot of bodies and even more guilt. You gnaw on your bottom lip. She works at cleaning your hand, sighing.

“And even if I don’t like the way you put yourself in harm’s way—you did well so don’t beat yourself up about it. The spacers wouldn’t have hesitated to kill you or I. They were protecting poachers.”

You breathe in some relief. At least no innocents were killed. They’re still people and their blood is on your hands but it was you and Sarah or them. That guilt won’t turn into regret. You’d burn the world to keep Sarah safe even if it cost bits and pieces of your soul—yourself.

“Sarah,” you start to say but hesitate. You’ve already brought up your feelings for her before and she rejected them. Still, your voice cracks. “I—Constellation needs its leader.”

She stills and steals a glance at you. “Not at the cost of you.” Shoving the rag back into the bucket, she wrings the water, dirt and blood out, her jaw locked tight and lips pursed in a line. “I—I. Oh, nevermind.” She shakes her head. “Lean over a bit. I need to take a look at your side and see how deep that cut is.”

You do as you're told and you can’t remember how it even got there. Someone must’ve had a knife. Doesn’t matter. Your focus is wholly on Sarah now. “What were you going to say?” you ask, refusing to let her shut you out again.

She cleans the wound. “This isn’t too bad. I’m going to add a few butterflies but you’ll probably have a scar.”

Placing the stitches, her thumb grazes your skin gingerly before she glances back up at you. “You should sleep,” she says. “Need help getting to a bunk?”

Thunder shakes the outpost as rain splatters against the windows. “No,” you tell her. “I don’t want to sleep. I want to know what you were going to say.”

Another sigh from her. “It doesn’t matter and you need rest.”

“Sarah.” You tentatively reach for her, brushing your fingers against hers. “It does matter. It matters very much to me.”

Corrosive rain continues to splatter against the windows, the sound of it drowning out the thud of your heartbeat in your chest. She’s not looking at you but your fingers on her own.

“I can’t lose you,” she says softly and you think you’ve misheard her.

“What?”

“You know, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about us, about our relationship… how we’ve clearly become close. And I see what you for me do and I—I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t lose me,” you say, thumbing her skin delicately, afraid she might withdraw. But she allows the touch, surprisingly.

“No one’s ever cared about me this much. Not even Aja. And I realize I care too much for you too. You—you scared me today.”

“Sarah, I—” You choke back the words love you and swallow them down. “I don’t mean to scare you. I just can’t lose you either.”

“I know that,” she says, flipping her hand intertwining her fingers with yours. “Even if I don’t deserve it or understand it.” She squeezes once before letting go. Too soon. Standing and turning away from you she says, “I should find us something to eat. You should rest.” She disappears from the room.

With a heavy sigh, you lean your head against the back of the chair, weary. She’s left before you get the chance to remind her that she deserves all the care in the world. And without Sarah as a distraction, your body reminds you of the fight and injuries you’ve endured and you close your eyes, forcing the tiredness away while you wait for Sarah to return.

[ruerecs]

PSA! you don't have to have smut in your fic to make it good.

for all the butthurt people in my reblogs, i’m literally a writer too. that’s literally why i made this post, never said you shouldn’t. just said you don’t have to? (all the people complaining about this post just know i’m laughing at your replies🙂‍↕️)

[rana030]

Pov: when i catch y/n wearing something i would NEVER wear

[silentstyx]

okay saw that you also write for ethan morgan and could you. write a siren!reader thats like SUPER into him and he finds it unnerving (hes not used to girls Actually liking him) and he agrees to go on a date w her?? you can choose where!

"Bright like blue" ~ Ethan Morgan x Siren! Reader

tw! siren

erm idk which episode had the siren i cant find it 😖 i was gonna rewatch it but nvm ig, anyways ik what sirens are so i'll js thug it out. Also this guy is such a geek that he fs does dates at his house and gets his family to leave the house. he's also broke. i hate this.

(backstory: friends w sarah/erica they knew you were a siren, told the group thats how everyone knows)

Ethan kept his distance from her, to the best of his abilities at least. The thought of her luring someone out and killing them just by using her voice was.... frightening to say the least.

Yet, every time she flashed him the smile he remembered the kind of person she was. That she wouldn't make random men fall in love with her and then lure them out to sea and drown them! Right?

He knew you liked him, Sarah told him awhile ago. He didn't know what to do though, a girl hasn't ever liked him before. He's never even been on a date. I mean he's never really been too interested in dating until last year! Except he would be lying if he said you weren't attractive, I mean you're one of the prettiest people he's seen. Like ever.

"Hey, Ethan wait up" You called for him.

You were going to the same class together, he already knew that. It scared him, but he knew. Why was he so terrified of you? He knew you wouldn't actually kill him, but every once in a while he'll catch a glimpse of a scale or gill thats usually well hidden and it freaks him out.

"you wanna walk to class with-" He cut you off before you could finish your sentence.

"Do you wanna go on a date?" He asks looking at you, "wi-with me! i mean... do you want to go on a date with me..."

The last part of that was less of a question and more of anxiety and muttering. Yet, you could only smile at him and his dorky self.

"yeah sure" you respond, contently.

He was confused, why was he more anxious about this than you? You're the one that likes him! He doesn't even know if he likes you! Ok, he does like you a little bit... but why aren't you freaking out? Jesus just answer her!

"okay, uhm uh do you wanna just meet me at my house then..?" He was trying to play cool but there was clear anxiety in his voice. His stutter with every other word.

"yeah, sounds cool. So... do you wanna walk to class together or what?" You say, almost teasingly. With that same smile you always give him. God, you're pretty.

He just nods his head and you guys walk and talk with each other to class. You were doing the majority of talking, but you were so funny and so interesting. He hadn't ever talked to you for this long before. Once you reached the class your shared giggles died down.

After sitting through the hour long class he was thinking about what to wear, he had a good idea of what it would be. In the halls you went with Sarah and Erica while he went with Benny and Rory. You both just happened to be talking about the same thing though.

You came over an hour after school ended, there were no cars in the drive way. It looked as if no one was home, except the lights were on. You knocked on the door.

He answered wearing his and blue collar shirt with his formal pants. He looked at your somewhat formal (dress/suit/etc) attire.

"You look great" he says with a nervous smile.

"Thanks," you say with a genuine voice, "you look... geeky"

You both chuckle and he invites you in, offering his hand to you. You grab his hand and he gets a vision of water and a dock and a song.

You being a siren this freaks him out and he lets go of you instantly. While you just look at him confused, why did he drop your hand so fast? He had finally just stopped acting weird around you, kind of. Is he going to start again?

He leads you to the dining room where he set up candles and music, with food that looks surprisingly edible.

The room looked nice but, you had to poke fun.

"Everything looks great, but." Your voice trailed off at the end, teasing him.

He looked at you nervously, "but?"

"Take off the sweater vest. It's killing the mood." You say, playfully making fun of him. Lightly laughing.

He just rolled his eyes, taking off the vest and throwing it somewhere behind the two of you.

You two were talking and laughing the whole night, besides eating the enormous amounts of food that the two of you happened to finish somehow?

"Hey, I wanna show you something c'mon!" You say excitedly, standing up while wiping your face.

He looked at you confused, was this the thing in his vision? What were you showing him? He got up slowly, following you out.

You finally both arrived, hand-in-hand, walking to a somewhat abandoned dock. It didn't look old and dangerous but there were no boats or any signs of recent human life. You leave him and go to the edge of the dock, sticking your feet over. Humming some olden siren tune.

Same song as in his vision, thus making him panic. He stays off the deck completely, scared of what you might do. You turn around, suggesting him to come over as you scoot over. Making room for him. Kicking your feet in the water. He walks over, slowly, to sit with you. He takes off his shoes and socks and puts his feet in the water. Kicking with your feet in the water.

Maybe some visions aren't bad.

[darealstethan]

FINALLY GOT AROUND TO DO MORE MEMES! HERES RORY!

[bananaactivity]

Sooooooooo MBAV x SCREAM (1996)???? Anyone???

Scream 1996 is not only my fav Horror movie but my favorite movie in general. I love this movie it’s great. So why not combine it with a show that I love also! MBAV is definitely not my fav show but it is one I like to make art of.

Character Swaps:

Billy Loomis= Ethan Morgan

Sydney Prescott= Sarah Fox

Stu Macher= Benny Weir

Tatum Riley= Erica Jones

Randy Meeks= Rory Keaner

I actually really like this Au idea… I’m definitely making more art for it. In a weird way it makes sense ya know??

Rory’s the goofy horror buff, Erica’s the sexy bestie, Ethan is also a horror buff but in wayyy more self righteous way, Sarah is uptight and vampires are always a sex allegory so that makes sense that she would be a “prude”, and most fittingly Benny is the goofy overacting friend who goes with wtv his bestie wants just for the lols.

I think I like this AU more than my Descendants AU I dunnoooo. It’s just a lot of fun fr.

I think that it’d be the same plot as Scream 1996 ignoring the other movies because that’s what I’ve been doing my whole life. I know some of the later movies are really good but I decided long ago I’d never watch them so boohoo.

I’m sure if I think about it hard enough I could fit some characters into other AU roles but I’m mostly gonna be doing screenshot redraws of the main 5…

Enjoyyyy and ask questions if you’d like!

[prettygirl-gabi]

Chapter 1: Through the Lens of Dreams

Rating: General Audiences

Warning: none, reader being distant with the team (more so paige)

Paring: Paige Bueckers x !photographer fem reader

Fandom: Women's basketball

Summary: "Paige Blockers" being a blocker...

Welcome to the chapter 1 of my New full length series called :Through The Lens. I hope you all enjoy and there is more to come...stay tuned my loveies!! 🏀💕📸

The assignment came as a surprise. One minute I was doodling in my notebook, bored out of my mind during Professor Gold's lecture, and the next, he was calling on me.

“Y/N, for your final project, how about something a bit more personal? Something that moves you?”

I blinked, trying to process the shift from the lecture’s dull monotony to my name echoing through the classroom. “Uh, like personal?” I asked, my voice hesitant.

“Yes,” Professor Gold said, his tone encouraging. “Think about what inspires you, what makes you feel alive. Your work has always been strong in capturing emotion and detail—why not channel that into something truly meaningful?”

I tilted my head, chewing on his suggestion. What did inspire me? Basketball had always been a big part of my life, from growing up watching UConn Women’s Basketball games with my mom to attending as a fan now. Maybe it wasn’t the worst idea.

“I… guess I could photograph the UConn Women’s team,” I said slowly, unsure if it would land right.

Professor Gold gave a reassuring nod. “Perfect. Use their stories, their passion, their journey. Show us what it means to be part of something bigger.”

A week later, I found myself walking toward the campus arena, my camera slung over my shoulder. It was game day, and I couldn’t help the excitement buzzing beneath my skin. The night’s game against a strong opponent was sure to be intense, and I couldn’t wait to capture it all through my lens.

Coach Geno Auriemma stood near the court, chatting with a few players, and I took a deep breath before stepping up to him.

“Coach Auriemma,” I said, approaching carefully. “I’m Y/N. I’ve been working on a project for Professor Gold, and I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment about using the team as my subject.”

Coach turned, his eyes scanning me before a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Y/N, right? Professor Gold mentioned you.”

I nodded, feeling a little more at ease under his gaze. “I’d love to capture moments from your team—practices, games, everything. I think it would make for a unique perspective.”

“Unique is good,” Coach said thoughtfully. “We’re always looking for new ways to connect with the fans and our supporters. Just make sure you’re capturing the right shots, no distractions for the team.”

“Yes, sir,” I replied quickly. “I’ll stay out of the way, I promise.”

The game was electric. I had never been this close to the court before, my heart racing as I snapped shot after shot. Paige Bueckers stood out, as she always did—smooth, confident, her presence commanding attention. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her.

But then it happened.

Paige leaped for a block, her form graceful and determined. The sound of the ball slamming against her outstretched hand echoed through the arena. In a flash, the ball ricocheted toward me, and before I could even react, it collided with my camera.

The impact sent the camera crashing to the floor, shards of shattered lens scattering across the court.

Time seemed to freeze. My breath hitched as I stared at the mess of broken glass and metal. My favorite camera—ruined.

“Shit,” I whispered, crouching down to survey the damage.

Later that night, after the game had ended and I had made my way back to my dorm, I couldn’t stop thinking about Paige. The collision hadn’t just broken my camera—it had broken something inside me, too.

I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding her, but every time I thought about facing Paige again, I froze.

The next morning, I dragged myself to class, feeling like a walking ghost. It didn’t help that I shared a seat with KK Arnold, Paige’s teammate. KK wasn’t just my classmate—she was also someone who had seen the whole thing unfold.

“Hey, Y/N,” KK greeted with a smile, settling into her seat. “How’s the camera situation? Saw that you got a little too close to Paige’s shot block.”

I winced, my stomach twisting. “Yeah, it wasn’t… great.”

She chuckled softly, but her expression softened when she noticed my downcast eyes. “Look, Paige didn’t mean to—she feels bad about it, I know she does. It was an accident. She wasn’t trying to—”

“I know,” I cut in, forcing a smile. “It’s not her fault. Really.”

KK gave me a skeptical look but didn’t press further. “Just… maybe try not to avoid practice today? You’ve been avoiding the team, right?”

I bit my lip, feeling the weight of her words. Avoiding practice wasn’t helping me, but every time I thought about Paige, the memory of that broken camera flashed in my mind.

“I’ll think about it,” I murmured, turning my attention back to the lecture.

By the afternoon, I found myself back at the arena. The air felt different this time, heavier. The stands were packed, buzzing with energy, but I stayed focused on my camera, careful not to interfere with the team.

As I snapped photos, I caught glimpses of Paige—so effortless, so composed. Each shot of her was different, yet every one seemed to highlight that same magnetic presence she carried on the court.

Then, our eyes met.

It was only for a second, but it felt like the world stopped. Paige’s gaze held mine, soft but uncertain, like she was trying to say something without words.

I quickly looked away, heart thudding in my chest.

Later, after practice had ended and the court was mostly cleared, I lingered in the stands, replaying the moments over and over in my head. Paige’s block, the collision, the shattered camera—it wasn’t just a random accident. It had changed everything.

But as much as I wanted to hold on to the anger, the frustration, I couldn’t deny the pull toward her.

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-Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶

-prettygirl-gabi🎀✨️

Tag list: @sayurireidotcom , @astroeliza .... (more to be added)

[gabbytalksalot]

The freshies + q🙏🏽

[wbbgetsmewetter]

goodbye. i now will imagine paige as a fellow london babe 🫣

[spooksalotnoel]

The geek squad, and why MBAV had so much potential

For most of you this show hasn't been in your mind since you were 10-12. But for the ones who have rewatched this show recently, you will totally understand. I couldn't count on my fingers how many times I've seen this show. When I first watched this show I didn't even know there was a movie. Typically coming into shows like this, without context of the movie the show doesn't make sense. In this case, I watched the show 5 times before noticing the movie, yes, the added information of the movie really ties into the show, but it's still watchable without it. My Babysitter's a Vampire had so much potential it actually makes me sad. As far as rewatching it recently, that final episode is brutal without closure. I don't think I'd be able to watch a reboot if that was even a possibility. The original cast has such great chemistry and on top of that there's just the 2000's flare to it.

It sucks to see one of my favorite shows growing up lose everything. The fandom is also so extremely small due to its cancellation. But here's everything this show did right.

Casting, I think every actor incapsulates their characters greatly! They play their roles as 14–15-year-olds great and I think they display the awkward teen-age phase well. Every character is pretty likeable.

Soundtrack, the music directors/music compositors on this show put a lot of detail into their work. And mostly all of the songs were made exactly for this show.

Setting/environment, having the setting the way it is makes the show have such an amazing environment!

Overall, it's a bummer to see a show like this taken for granted. And it's also been taken off of Netflix, so I am especially hurt. I really hope there are still people who enjoy this show!

[ruewrote]

𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟.

OUTER BANKS.

jj maybank, rafe cameron, pope heyward, sarah cameron

SURVIVING SUMMER.

baxter radic, marlon sousa

THE WALKING DEAD.

benjamin (twd), glenn rhee, rick grimes, daryl dixon

SCHOOL SPIRITS.

wally clark

911.

evan buckley

MARVEL.

peter parker (all), captain america

TOP GUN.

jake seresin, bradley bradshaw, robert floyd, natasha trace

LIFE IS STRANGE.

chloe price, warren graham, rachel ambers, ryan lucan, alex chen, steph gingrich

RED DEAD REDEMPTION.

arthur morgan, sadie adler

THE DOLAN TWINS.

grayson dolan, ethan dolan

SHAMELESS.

lip gallagher

THE MAZE RUNNER.

minho, thomas, gally

THE QUARRY.

jacob custos, max brinly, nicholas furcillo

UNTIL DAWN.

josh washington, jessica riley, mike munroe, emily davis, sam giddings, ashley brown, chris hartley, matthew taylor

TEEN WOLF.

stiles stilinski

THE HUNGER GAMES.

cato hadley, peeta mellark

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA.

katsuki bakugou, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, keigo takami, touya todoroki

CELEBRITY CRUSHES.

dylan obrien, will poulter, archie madekwe, jeon jungkook, park jimin, josh hutcherson, rudy pankow, drew starkey, tom holland, milo manheim.

[cyberskulzzz]

Halloween with Ethan moodboard⭑

[sturn-saturn]

If the team did a blind deaf and mute challenge who would be who?

blind- paige, morgan, sarah, ashlynn

deaf- azzi, caroline, ice, aubrey

mute- kk, jana, ayanna, allie, kaitlyn

jail cell- qadence samuels

[rana030]

When your favorite writer hasn't updated since 2020

[silentstyx]

Hii, I hope you're okay, I wanted to make a request for Rory x reader, where they are both vampires and feel so in love with each other, that every time one thinks of the other they start to float automatically, it would be more like their friends deal with that pair of lovers and their occurrences, sorry if it's a very long request, and sorry also for my english, it's not my native language

"Touch My Neck and I'll touch Yours"

tw! vampires, blood, idiots in love

pls pls PLS check the fanfic playlist it looks so cute i think you guys will love herrr! also i literally can only think of this as hc's of this sweet boy !!

-love letters from each other; floating

-smelling each other; floating

-seeing each other; floating

-kiss on the cheek?

-guess what

-FLOATING!!!!!

-they're all sick of you both, the whole gang.

-they're plotting. they keep you as far apart as possible during school.

-cutest couple in school, very very affectionate.

-the thing about you he says the most is, "i would let her suck the last drop out my food."

-it creeps everyone out. besides you! you just are in love with him and everything he does <3

"Hey Rory, Y/N told us to give you this. We didn't see what was in it." Ethan says, giving Rory a decorated box.

Rory opens it and sees a blood bag and a love note. Guess what he did! f.l.o.a.t.i.ng.

-anyways.... if you're a vampire, date Rory. He's awesome and loyal and funny and awesome.

[darealstethan]

BENNY POST!!! Guys keep your eyes peeled!! Benny week is in the making! Along with bethan week ;)