#sydney sweeney fanfiction

[infernalodie]

𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 || 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘙𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦: 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘦 '𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴“

Inspo: Henry Verus - REVENGE Henry Verus - loveletter

Pairing: Cassie Howard x Male!reader

Summary: Revenge was always the answer...

Warnings: Angst, toxic vibes, smut, unprotected sex, and even more toxic vibes

Words: 2190

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

A wise man once said, “Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.” The meaning of it was that the person willing to make that commitment, willing to ruin themselves to hurt another only led to their only damnation. But you wondered if he knew how much that matched the situation you had found yourself in.

A situation and place in time where you could only feel the air being sucked free from your lungs. An uncontrollable fury that flowed through your bloodstream. Creating shakes in your hands as you tried to bottle all that you were feeling. Chest rising in falling in quick and angry puffs as you tuned in on the secret you had discovered only a mere night ago. The sounds you had heard upon entering your home. Spotting those all too familiar sneakers by the front door.

Oh, man, you were seething with rage. And hearing those moans, that fragile voice calling out your brother's name. That might’ve been one of the darkest moments in your life. Close behind the videotapes of your father, that has scarred you for life.

And when you entered Nate’s room, you found the one thing that changed your outlook on dating or women. Although Nate was part of the blame, Cassie fell under his spell. She knew half the fucked up shit he’d done in the past, yet, she still followed through on fucking him. She easy. She wasn’t endgame material and you should’ve realized that a while ago.

But that had been the night things changed between you and Cassie. You couldn’t look at her like she was a normal human being. If anything, now, you looked at her like a piece of property- Nate’s property because that was what she was now. It had been the same with Maddy and it was now happening with your girlfriend. 

She broke up with you not long after that night, and she was surprised to find you took it so easily. Thinking that she ended things peacefully with you and carried on with her days. But she should’ve been able to see the dark look in your eyes when she ended things. Although you did love her, she was far too gone to be saved. A piece of property was what she was now. Except, there was one thing you knew about Nate’s property and it was that he didn’t like that property to be touched.

So, here you were, standing in the far corner of the party ensuing around you. Falling Back by Drake blasted in the background as you continued to stare at your ex. Seeing her smile and enjoying her time with your brother. Feeling that guttural rage begin to build and build each moment you watched. The fact that they were happy, genuinely happy with one another was a shot in the back. Not only by your brother but by Cassie as well.

You wanted to set their world on fire. Just the idea of them suffering as you slowly widdle down their psyche was just blissful. Pretty fucked up, but the fact that Cassie had practically moved into your house, you weren’t merciful anymore. Especially now that you and your father spent most of the nights with football on, beers in hand, and hoping that the casters’ voices can block out the moans belonging to Cassie.

No, they didn’t deserve your mercy. They didn’t deserve the side of you that would roll over and accept the reality of the situation. So, when you spotted Lexi in the crowd talking to Kat, a lightbulb ignited in your mind.

Downing the rest of your drink, you made your way across the busy living room and to the kitchen where Lexi was. Entering, you moved past the two girls and to the bottles on the counter. Kat had dismissed herself to pick up Ethan’s call, giving you the chance you needed.

“Hey, Lex,” you greeted, causing the girl to turn around, her soft smile on display at the sight of you. But it faltered when seeing the bags under your eyes and hair slightly astray.

“Oh, hey, Y/n. How’s your night going?” She asked with a soft chuckle.

You pursed your lips with a shrug, offering a forced smile. “Just as anyone could expect nowadays.” Glancing past the girl, you could still see Cassie hanging onto Nate’s side. You nodded to the pair, a stab of pain in your chest. “But they look like they’re having fun though.”

She glanced over, scoffing at the sight of her sister drunk and being with Nate. “She’s going to get her heart broken in no time. After everything he’s done, she still goes to him.” You offered a red solo cup to her, pausing her ranting as she thanked you before she continued. “I mean, how dumb is she?”

Squinting your eyes, you stared at the blonde. “I mean, I dated her, so I can confirm that she is quite dumb. Maybe a few screws loose as well.” Your statement made the girl laugh, enabling a smile to form on your lips.

A lot of your friends didn’t exactly align with your brother as you hung out with drug addicts and the gossip girls of East Highland. Lexi was a part of that group and there was a genuine friendship you had with her. But, if you wanted to get some payback, you would have to twist it in a way that may piss Cassie off. Just the first stab into her heart that might show that this was just the start.

So, with nothing so much as a warning, your arm wrapped around Lexi’s waist and you pulled her into your chest. The squeak that fell from her lips made you smile, tilting your head as you stared down at the girl. “Just play along.”

“Y/n, what are you-” Lexi couldn’t help but stop herself, glancing in her sister’s direction. Finding the blonde watching intently of the position Lexi had found herself in. But the longer she stared at her sister, the longer she found reasons as to why she should listen to you. To get payback. To get revenge.

So, she looked up at you, glancing down at your lips before back up at your eyes. And it was her turn to take you by surprise, taking your breath away with her lips slamming against yours.

The kiss wasn’t what you thought capable from the bookworm. Everything you knew about Lexi was innocence. That and the fact that after a long night of drinking, when Cassie left the room to grab more beer, Lexi had confessed that she was a virgin. Wanting your advice on what may get her past this stage in her life. But feeling this and experiencing it would’ve fooled you if you never were exposed to the vulnerability she had shown.

Lexi’s hands drifted down, moving just past the hem of your jeans and resting over the growing tent. A deep guttural moan was swallowed by the girl, who couldn’t contain the smirk that formed on her lips. The desperate need for air was slowly becoming faded with the need for something more grew.

But it was short-lived by a livid blonde who wasn’t afraid to shove Lexi away and sweep you away. Looking over your shoulder, you gave an apologetic smile to Lexi. She was still trying to recover from the intensity, face red and lips beginning to bruise. It was adorable.

And when you found yourself pushed against a door in a room with no lights on, you couldn’t help but smile in amusement. Finding the amount of anger written on Cassie’s face to be adorable coming from someone who had no right to be this angry.

“Hello, Cass,” you greeted smugly.

“What do you think you’re doing with my sister? Going to use her to get back at me?” Cassie spat.

“Well, it got us alone, didn’t it?” You inquired, making the girl hush. A sigh fell from your lips, shrugging. “We’re just getting to know each other a bit better, you know?”

“Don’t be a fucking asshole. You look like a little pussy doing this. You know that, right?” Cassie said. “I mean, you are acting like a child by trying to have sex with my sister after I broke up with you.”

You laughed, scratching your temple. “Please, remind me because my memory might be a little fuzzy. But who was the one that cheated?” You asked. “Oh, wait! That was you! Now I remember!”

“Dont be a child-”

Before she could finish, you grabbed the side of her neck firmly. Nothing that with substitute as aggressive. You didn’t squeeze. You didn’t pull. You simply grabbed it. But it didn’t seize to make Cassie grasp and whimper under your hold.

Leaning closer, you stared at her lips with an essence of hunger rumbling in your gut. “I never cheated on you,” you stated. “But God, do I wish I did. The embarrassment you would’ve felt.”

Cassie groaned, managing to meet your dark gaze. “What are you going to do about it then?”

A sickening sweet smile crossed your features before you pressed your lips against hers. And then, it felt like everything before. The kiss, the heat, the need for one another. It was manufactured, but you had missed it so damn much.

She fought against you. The urgency in her hands was evident with her fumbling with your belt. The rattling of the buckle and the groans of frustration with the button made you grin.

Taking the lead, you peeled her shirt off and snapped her bra. Revealing her bare chest as you moved her toward the bed, keeping your lips pressed against hers even when the back of her knees met the edge of the bed.

Peeling her panties off, you pulled your pants off before peppering her neck in kisses. Cassie’s nails dug into your back, a greater sense of urgency in her movements. She was completely putty within your hold and liked it that way.

And some part of you felt horrible doing what you were doing. This wasn’t just to get some sort of moment of euphoric galore. If you wanted that, you would’ve told Cassie to fuck off and just fucked Lexi. At least there, things may have worked out better. But this was a plan that you were making up on the fly. You were scheming to get back at your brother and Cassie.

Forcing her legs apart, you grabbed the base of your cock and lined it up with her fluttering cunt. Ever so slowly, you eased yourself in. A deep guttural groan is ripped from your chest. Cassie was a panting, writhing mess laid out just for you. Her hands grabbed handfuls of the bed sheets in an attempt to find some grounding aspect to the intensity filling the room.

Her breaths were hiccuped and choked out of her when you laid flush against her, hips raising to relieve her of the sense of fullness. But it was only a moment later that you slammed your hips against her, stealing the air from her lungs. Nails dug deeper into your skin until they drew blood, making the line between pain and pleasure blur. Mending together into some sick and twisted turn-on for you. And it sparked the aggression in your body.

And something in the air shifted the energy the two of you had. From pent-up and possible deprivation of one another was now an animalistic desire. Teeth baring, lips sucking, hands roaming and gripping as tight as possible. Sweaty bodies flush with choked moans filling the bedroom.

It was the source of why things ended so quickly. Cassie trembling beneath you and your cock twitching around the vice grip of her velvet walls. Sweeping a few strands of hair from your face, you placed a firm hand on her stomach and slowly pulled out. Hearing the girl whimper and whine. “Good girl.”

Cassie lay there, catching her breath as you disappeared from her vision. She could hear the scuffling of clothes until the weight beside her sunk with the sight of you pulling your jeans up. A wandering hand grabbed your arm. You looked back at her for a moment, but ripped her hand off of you, making her frown. “What’s wrong?” She mumbled, sitting up on her elbows.

“If you thought this was up making up for your idiocy, then you’re sadly mistaken, Cassie,” you stated. “I mean, I knew you were fucking clueless sometimes, but you are breaking the world record.”

The hurtful comments made Cassie purse her lips, looking away from you.

“Oh, and Cassie?” The blonde sniffled, turning her head and watching you stand from the edge of the bed and straighten your shirt out. A devilish grin etched on your lips as you shrugged. “You deserve to be lied to, but I’ll spare surprising you.” Placing your hands on the frame at the foot of the bed, you shook your head. “I cannot wait to see him tear you into pieces.”

[redmiser]

(content warning: 18+)

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[nnaviee]

hiii, im navie! im getting back into writing fanfiction so i would loveeee some requests! here are shows/movies that i will write for:

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[justwriteryan]

I watched Madam Web.

Sydney Sweeney was right there.

People like her, she seems like the new Scarlett Johansson.

How hard could it have been to make a Black Cat movie instead?

Her dad, the original Black Cat, gets killed or if you want to avoid that trope, just gets kidnapped by some Mafia types. As payback, Felicia takes up the mantle and systematically robs their homes and businesses to ruin them.

If you want to make it in the MCU, the villain can be Kingpin. If not, let's say Tombstone. He's an interesting character who could fill that slot.

The end scene or the post-credits can show Black Cat breaking into a swanky apartment, she's about to cartwheel in when suddenly you hear "THWIP!" A string of web fluid pulls her forearm back. She turns around and gives a flirtatious smirk to someone just out of shot.

There, Sony. How hard was that???

[cecexwrites]

Writeblr Intro

My name is Cecily, but you can call me Cece. I'm in my 30's and I primarily write fanfiction. I do have a large original project in the works though.

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My Current Focus(es)

Small Town Paranormal

An Original Universe

Witches and Werewolves, Vampires and Demons- all hidden in plain sight. From a supernatural sanctuary created by a vampire to a college for witches. Small Town Paranormal is a series of stories all connected by their shared universe

Prince of Wrath

A Blaise Zabini Fanfiction

Torn apart four years ago by the impending war, the Zabini's and Fawleys reunite for an old family holiday tradition- an entire summer on a Grecian Island. Pushed together for the first time in year, Blaise and Reid Fawley have to learn to navigate their new circumstances. Not to mention her boyfriend, his memories from the Battle of Hogwarts and a past mistake coming back to haunt them

OC(s): Reid Fawley (Jessica Alexander) Tate Fawley (Luke Eisner)

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Nevermore

A Rabastan Lestrange Fanfiction

Merit Vander Wende hates me.

A fact she's never kept secret, but when her darling fiancé crossed me he all but signed her death warrant.

Merit might hate me, but she will be mine.

OC(s): Rhiannon Lestrange (Sydney Sweeney) Merit Vander Wende (Rachel Zegler)

Coven Wars

A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

TBA

Wasting Time with Rabbits

A Disney Descendants Fanfiction

Once upon a time, King Adam declared an end to the darkness. He sent the Villains to the isle and magic became obsolete. Twenty years later, his son is ready to make things right by bringing over the children of the Villains he banished. Including the daughter of his father's greatest enemy, Gaston. Galston is just looking for a good time. She definitely didn't mean to be the catalyst for a war decades in the making

OC(s): Galston Legume (Kaia Gerber) Cedrick Facilier (Luka Sabbat) Quinn Queen (Rachel Zegler) Aleksander Westergaard (Danny Griffin) Winter White (Matt Cornett)

Red Riding Hood

A Disney Descendants Fanfiction

All her life Scarlett's been stalked by The Wolf. Always looking over her shoulder, terrified of the dark. After the death of her only protector, Auradon is her only hope. Fate has no hold on her.

OC(s): Scarlett Edon (Maia Mitchell)

Beyond the Star and By The Angel

A Shadowhunters Fanfiction

It all started with the Academy. When the Academy finally opened it's doors to warlocks, Max Lightwood-Bane was the first to jump in, alongside his older brother, of course. Neither of them had any idea that when meeting Romy Thornhill they would be meeting the woman who would change all their lives forever. (part of the Angels and Demons Series)

OC(s): Rowena 'Romy' Thornhill (Meg Donnelly)

Swing for the Fences

A Sandlot/Stranger Things Crossover Fanfiction

The summer of 1962: Scott Smalls and Benny Rodriguez along with their baseball crew did the impossible, they rescued their ball from The Beast. Cementing their friendship for until the end of time.

November 1983: Scott Smalls is getting a divorce, living in Hawkins Indiana with his two kids. The day his best friend Benny, and Benny's daughter, move to Hawkins to help him with the transition to single parenthood, Will Byers- Scott's daughter's best friend- goes missing and the mystery of Hawkins beings to unravel.

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Prince of Ruin

A Theodore Nott Fanfiction

Once upon a time, long long ago, The Nott family and The Selwyns were the closest of friends. Two families who loved each other with their entire souls. Did I mention that was a long long time ago? Now, Theodore Nott can't stand the Selwyn Twins, especially the loud and rude Cordelia Selwyn. However after a incident of revenge gone wrong, Theodore finds himself stuck with the woman, until death do they part (Part one of The Serpents Club)

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[joyxcelestia]

What eyes?😏😏 [Nathaniel Carello x Haru Okazaki(OC)]

❝𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞, 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞, 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞❞ (JoyxCelestia on Wattpad)

Hi guys!!

This is the first video that I’m doing on the « My Candy Love » game and the video is worn on Nathaniel and one of my OC, so tell me what you think!

As you can see, I choose as face claim for Nathaniel, Lucas Till and for my OC, Sydney Sweeney, so tell me if you like it !

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(Don´t judge the name of my OC, that’s because in my fanfiction, she is english-japanese by her father and Ukrainian-Greek by her mother ☺️)

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[cassiesc0rner]

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I’m Cassandra, 20 years old and I’m a multi fan :D I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember, but I started writing fanfiction when I was 16, without ever publishing anything. I love music (literally almost every genre), Lana Del Rey, and being creative in any way whether it’s design, drawing or writing :3

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Nate Jacobs - Impurities:

part I, part II, part III, part IV, part V, part VI, part VII, part VIII

𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚕’𝚜

Jacob Elordi who would’ve thought

Lana Del Rey who would’ve thought

Lee Juyeon

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Misha Collins

Sydney Sweeney

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𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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[infernalodie]

𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

“𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦“

Inspo: Ruel - END SCENE

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Perez!Male!reader x Cassie Howard

Summary: The two of you watched it fall apart, yet one of you couldn’t stay for long...

Warnings: Angst and character death

Words: 1836

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

From the day you were born, you and Maddy were joined at the hip. There wasn’t a day that went by that neither of you was separated from one other. So many experiences the two of you shared had made the inseparability strong. The two of you saw destruction with your friends take place and you were there through the traumatizing experience Maddy experienced with Nate. Promising her that if things were going downhill from there, the two of you would be by one another's side. The two of you would just watch the world fall apart around you and enjoy every second of it until your guys’ last breaths.

And you? What was your traumatizing experience? Well, you had your heart shattered when finding out your girlfriend was hooking up with Nate behind your back. Not even sparing you by ending things before doing so. You didn’t know if it was the fear of what might happen. But you did know that her doing so made your mind fracture. Morals you held high now seemed to dim with you trying to understand how things turned out the way they did.

Why did she cheat? Was it you? Did you not give enough?

All these questions with not so little as an answer for any of them.

But maybe you should’ve understood and expected the worse when things first started. Because they were great for a time, but McKay did warn you of the troubles. Of the possibility of things turning out different from what you may have expected. But being lovestruck, you dismissed them.

And it ended up with you drinking a fifth bottle of Rum. Hoping that the recent events that had transcribed with you and your ex may be forgotten. Maybe you could be happy. Maybe you could just lose your mind a little and be plunged into the warmth of darkness.

It didn’t seem fair in the grander scheme of things. You had to stand there, watching the foundation the two of you built come crumbling to the ground. Levels of the structure being core memories you had of the blonde that had solidified your love for her. And now, it was rubble surrounding your fractured existence in a world that didn’t seem real to you at this point.

Maddy had to stand on the outside and watch what was left of her brother, you, slowly crack and fade. The closure you maybe expected in return for Cassie’s harsh breakup was dismissed with weed and alcohol. She watched you run. Try and escape the pain that reality had placed in your path. And it scared the shit out of her seeing you so broken. So incomplete without Cassie.

But she thought bringing you to this party might allow you to reconnect with people. Hoping that an attempt to heal might be made. She was sadly mistaken. She should’ve known that when she remembered that most parties involved the addition of alcohol. Leaving her to submit to her mistake and try and take care of your drunken state that could barely stand up on its own.

She was scared. Fearful of how long you were going to put yourself through this.

You had managed to get away from your sister. Sitting on the edge of the couch and smoking some dude’s joint that he offered. But your gaze and mind were set on Cassie, who coincidentally was standing in the kitchen with Lexi. And you should’ve stayed sat down. Kept your mouth shut and enjoy this feeling of freedom for a little longer. But the growing knowledge of the fact that she was here built until you couldn’t handle it. Standing on your two untrustworthy legs and stumbling toward the kitchen.

And when you entered, even with the pounding music, it seemed everyone around you quietened down. Not out of some romanticizing way that all these kids try to describe. But like a bad joke in a bar. An awkwardness that was physically painful to be succumbed to. That’s what you got when you entered the kitchen to grab a drink. Feeling the gaze from the sister’s eyes as you poured the Rum into a red solo cup.

Things weren’t supposed to be like this.

Glancing over your shoulder, you found that Lexi had slipped away. Cassie is left to stare down at her feet and sip from her cup. Not daring to make eye contact with you for whatever she may be feeling. Either out of respect or fear of what you might do or say if she says anything or looks at you.

“Night been good?” Your question shook her from her forced gaze. Lifting it for a moment to find you facing her now, a tired look on your face. Circles under your eyes with a casual and slow flow to what you did. If it was blinking, licking your lips, or taking a sip of your drink.

Cassie exhaled heavily. “As much as I like parties, this one is not my taste,” she said, flashing a tiny smile. One that you missed. “Hard to feel welcomed or relaxed when almost everyone hates me.”

You sighed, shrugging as you glanced around. “Yea’, that’s part of it. But half of these people aren’t even going to remember you or me when we all go on with our lives.” You hiccuped, running a hand through your hair. “We will all just be ghosts that won't be thought upon in ten years.”

Something about that made Cassie purse her lips. Tilting her head slightly to stare at you softly with a concerned look taking its place on her face.

No matter the time that may pass, you knew you belonged to her. To the time she made for you. To the way she saw you. Or to how she saw the world. Maybe it was still the pain that made you think this. But you knew that when you tried to place a different girl in her place, you could only see her in their place. Leaving you to pick apart the imperfections of the girl compared to Cassie. And it always left you in a shittier situation.

“Please, Cassie,” you drunkenly pleaded. It was a weak murmur. A pitiful one. Maybe it was the fear that you had for anyone to see you like this. But this was the girl of your dreams you were thinking about- Who was standing in front of you! You couldn’t act like none of this didn’t hurt you. “I need you. We can forget what happened. You are the only thing that makes me care about this life.”

Cassie, being sober and clearly worried about your state, sadly shook her head. “Y/n, we can’t. I’m with Nate now,” she told you. “And I can’t act like I didn’t hurt you. I’m saving you from getting together with me.”

You shook your head, hands grasping hers desperately. “I can’t do this without you-”

“Get your hands off her, Y/n!” Nate appeared, shoving you back, making you stumble back. “Get the fuck out of here before I kick your head in.”

“Fuck off, Nate,” you spat, wiping your eyes. “You being here ruined my relationship. I deserve to talk to her if you decided to take everything away from me.”

“You clearly weren’t giving enough to her, Y/n,” he said. “So, grow the fuck up and move on.”

His words were harsh and a painful reality check. Even through the drunken, wobbling haze resting over your senses, you understood and agreed to a certain extent. But it didn’t alleviate the pain in your chest, unable to restrain the shaky weep that sounded from your trembling lips.

And in an extension of that, you couldn’t stop yourself from shoving Nate back. Having enough strength that moved him back a few steps. “You are a fucking joke, Nate!” You spat. “You put a gun to my sister’s head! You blackmail people to get what you want-”

“Y/n, I suggest shutting up-”

But you interjected the warning. “Or what? Hmm? You gonna beat the shit out of me, Nate?” You barked. “I bet your father would be really proud of you-”

And no one was able to react in time when Nate punched you across the face. The pure strength knocked you on your ass, bashing your head off something in the process.

“What the fuck, Nate?” Maddy exclaimed, running to your aid. Kneeling down and holding your face that twisted and turned in agony. Looking up at her ex and yelling, “You are a real fucking piece of shit Nate, you know that? He’s too fucking drunk to even defend himself!”

“I told him to stop, Maddy. He’s too drunk to even fuckin’ listen!” The boy defended. “Keep your brother in check or I’ll fully beat his ass- What the fuck?”

Maddy frowned upon seeing Nate’s eyes flicker to you. But when she looked down, she saw you start to seize. Body shaking violently, eyes rolled to the back of your head. A pool of blood begins to build around the back of your head making everyone start to freak out.

“No. No, no, no. Y/n? Hey, Y/n! Wake up- Wake up, Y/n!” Maddy’s trembling body managed to pull yours onto her lap. Whimpers that had fallen from her lips were now evolving to uncontrolled sobs as foam pooled from the corners of your mouth. “Hey, hey, hey! You’re alright! You’re gonna be fine!” She wiped desperately, hoping you might come back to reality.

“Maddy, is there anything-” Cassie, who was just as worried as Maddy, tried to speak up. But when she looked down at you, she found you still. Far too still. At that point people

But her words were halted when she received a glare that sent a chill down her spine. The complete hatred and wrath that sat in front of her eyes scared her. “Yeah.” Maddy pulled your lifeless figure into her chest, inhaling your scent. “Save everyone the trouble and go fucking kill yourself, Cass.”

Cassie stared at her friend, unable to hide the tears and hurt that she felt. She should allow to hold you just like Maddy was. She should be allowed to mourn you. But from the way Maddy held you so protectively, so desperately, she wasn’t given the privilege.

As everyone filtered out of the house, Maddy still stayed sat on that dirty kitchen floor. Legs feeling the warm touch of your blood with her thumbs stroking over your cheeks. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she stared softly down at your lifeless features. The hollowness in your eyes. She used to wonder what rested beyond them.

She guessed she would have to continue to speculate…

Her hand softly held your face, smiling brokenly down at you. A harsh stutter of a inhale racked her chest. Her warm breath fanning your cold features. “We were supposed to lose our minds together.”

[punyparkerfics]

Spooky season is coming - how about a fic where everyone except Peter dresses up as Spider-Man?

thank you for the cute request! i hope you enjoy! thinking of a possible part 2 for this? let me know what you think!

Word Count: 2.1k

At first, Peter was flattered when Ms. Stark told him over their weekly video chats that she was working on Morgan’s replica of the first ever Spider-Man suit she’d made for him. The five year old had begged her moms to be Spider-Man for Halloween and Peter was delighted to hear it. Of course, Morgan’s suit hadn’t been fitted with actual web-shooters or a drone or any of the combative tech Peter’s had had. But still, it was cool that his little sister was so excited to show off that he was her favorite superhero. Even cooler was the weeks leading up to Halloween being spent helping Ms. Stark in assembling the suit. It was an easy project, both of them knew the first suit inside out like the backs of their hands. Plus, Peter loved the time spent with his adoptive mother.

Morgan had squealed in delight and ran to hug Peter’s legs when she saw the final product. Excitedly, she insisted on suiting up immediately for a photo shoot on her mother’s phone. Peter joined too, in his own suit. Pepper ended up printing some of the photos for her office. The two played in the yard, swinging from the trees for hours. Morgan ended up falling asleep in the costume, having vehemently refused to take it off for dinner let alone bedtime. It was precious, Peter had to admit.

Secondly, Peter had laughed when Toni showed him her “costume”. A comically oversized Spider-Man plush hooded onesie. He couldn’t believe she’d even bought the thing after he jokingly showed it to her during one of his visits home. It was comfortable, Toni had claimed, and was minimal effort. Also, apparently Morgan insisted they all dress as Spider-Man for Halloween. Used to getting her way, Morgan had come up with a compelling argument anyway. “Because it will be cool!” Was more than enough for Toni.

Then, he got red in the face when Gwen told him one night in the middle of October that she was going to be dressing up as Spider-Man for Halloween. She’d heard Peter offhandedly mention that Morgan and Toni were going to dress up as him and was sold on the idea. After meeting Gwen in his chemistry lab at ESU, Peter had fallen head over heels for the blonde. They weren’t dating, not exactly. Peter was in what was commonly known as the “talking” phase but Gwen had once dropped the term “mutually exclusive” after they’d eaten themselves close to food comas following an all-nighter spent studying. The memories of it still make Peter’s heart stutter. Mutually exclusive was good, right? That meant she wasn’t talking to anyone else. That meant she wasn’t having study dates with anyone else. Everything they did was specially for him and her, no one else.

But then, there was the shopping. Having his not-girlfriend dressing up as Spider-Man meant he had to help her with her costume, especially after she found out about his internship. Still, Peter was a young man. Sitting in a fitting room while your not-girlfriend tries on form-fitting red dress after form-fitting red dress is enough to make anyone’s head spin. He had to be respectful like May and Ben taught him and nod along with every option shown to him. He’d sprinkle in a compliment here and there, just to see that pretty blush on her face. Soon, Peter realized he wasn’t being really helpful in the actual task at hand but Gwen appreciated his effort nonetheless. Gwen landed on a dress that Peter was certain was more appropriate for a frat party than anything else, but she looked great so he didn’t say anything. Tight and short dress, red with black accents and some spider web jewelry. Black spiderweb tights and red pumps, Peter couldn’t forget the pumps. It was an ensemble modeled after his upgraded suit from his disastrous trip to Europe that no one seemed to remember anymore.

Gwen was only dressing up because Peter had agreed that they’d both accompany the Starks to a Halloween party thrown at the Avenger’s Compound. Toni and Pepper wanted to meet the girl they heard so much about from their lovestruck adoptive son. Morgan, still in her jealousy phase, claimed to hate Gwen for taking so much of her older brother’s attention. But, Peter knew his little sister would come around once she met the older girl.

So, on the weekend before Halloween, Peter led Gwen with his arm to the back of Happy Hogan’s car. His denim jacket and vest were draped over her exposed shoulders and back. It only took a single shiver out of her perfectly painted lips for him to give up part of his costume to keep her warm.

“I can’t believe you’re Marty McFly,” Gwen had hissed before laughing. A loud carefree kind of laugh that Peter drank in like a favorite song.

“Why not,” Peter had screeched in defense, “He’s cool!”

“You’re cute,” Gwen laughed again. He blushed at that.

Happy rolled up the divider before Peter could mumble anything in response.

“You look really pretty,” Peter said, “Like you usually do but you look, like, super pretty tonight.”

“Thank you,” Gwen replied with the sultry shrug of a shoulder and a wink that made Peter’s blood rush. He turned away to hide his blushing face against the window. After a quiet few minutes, she laid her head on his shoulder. Her curled hair smelled like flowers from where it draped down Peter’s arm. He was content.

Upon arrival, Peter was immediately greeted.

“PETEY!” Morgan screeched from the porch swing. She was already in her costume, the mask hanging off the top of her head, when she ran towards Happy’s car.

Peter looked at Gwen with a smile on his face, earning him a sweet smile in return. He opened the door and caught two armfuls of baby sister just as he’s able to stand.

“Oof,” Peter grunted as he hauled Morgan onto his hip, “Hey, Mo!”

“What are you dressing as, Petey?” Morgan asked excitedly, “You have to change, quick!”

“I’m in my costume, Mongoose!” Peter replied with a furrowed brow, “My, uh, friend is using my jacket but I’m Marty. You remember Marty McFly, dontcha?”

Morgan’s little face twisted in confusion, making Peter laugh. The teen turned around, swinging his baby sister along with him before he held a hand out for Gwen to take.

“Why thank you,” Gwen said with another wink that warmed Peter’s face, “Such a gentleman.”

“Who are you?” Morgan asked with scowl.

Gwen took it in stride, as perfect as she was. She just smiled beautifully as ever and allowed her not-boyfriend to escort her from the car to the Stark family private entrance of the Compound.

“My name is Gwen,” She said gracefully, Peter’s eyes shone in admiration for her, “I go to school with Peter.”

“Why are you wearing his jacket?” Morgan asked with her nose scrunched in apparent disgust.

“I was cold,” Gwen answered simply, “And your brother really is a gentleman.”

“Mamma does that for Mommy when we go on morning walks,” Morgan admitted, her face formed into a more pensive expression, “But that’s because she loves her.”

Peter swore his heart slipped right out of his ass at that moment. He could easily see where his baby sister was going with this and he could not handle that kind of embarrassment tonight.

“Hey, Mo,” Peter interrupted, bouncing Morgan in his arms to get her full attention, “Why don’t you tell Mamma we’re here? I want to see your matching costumes!”

Morgan gasped loudly, looking at Peter with wide eyes. She then wiggled her way out of Peter’s arms and onto her own feet.

Peter would have cried in relief when she turned and sprinted towards the Compound's doors, yelling for their mother. Instead, he sighed under his breath.

“Mamma, Mamma!” Morgan screamed as she ran, “Petey’s home!”

“Nice save,” Gwen laughed quietly, “She’s adorable.”

“Yeah,” Peter blushed, a hand rubbing the back of his neck, “She’s the best.”

Gwen had younger brothers, but she didn’t really have a relationship with them anymore. Peter knew family was a sore subject for the blonde, so he never pried. He was starting to realize he’d brought her to a family event and was introducing his not-girlfriend to his entire family.

“You okay?” Gwen asked, her beautiful face falling slightly in concern. She shrugged his jacket off and handed it back to him with one hand, the other grabbing one of his.

“Yeah, I’m great,” Peter said with a small smile, “You look beautiful tonight. I wish I brought my camera.”

Gwen searched his eyes for something, what it was, Peter wasn’t sure. She must’ve found it, if the kiss she pressed to the corner of his mouth told him anything.

The two walked into the Compound hand-in-hand once Peter put his jacket back on. They were immediately greeted by the sight of Toni Stark in an oversized Spider-Man plush onesie with Morgan on her hip.

“My first born!” Toni called out with grandiose, setting Morgan down on her feet again, “How are you, Pumpkin?”

“I’m good, Ms. Stark,” Peter said with a smile as the genius came up to hug him, “Nice costume.”

“He’s my hero.” Toni shrugged, “Best guy in the business. Better than all of us.”

Peter said nothing to that, he knew how much his adoptive mother loved to dote on her children. Instead, he introduced her to his plus one.

“Ms. Stark, this is Gwen,” Peter said with a gesture to the blonde in question, “Gwen, this is my, uh, mom.”

“My goodness,” Toni cried, taking Gwen in, “You’re gorgeous!”

Gwen batted her eyes and flipped her perfect hair, soaking in the praise, “Thank you, so are you.”

“She’s beautiful, Peter,” Toni smiled, hugging the young woman in front of her, “My baby boy knows how to pick ‘em!”

“Ms. Stark!” Peter cried in indignation. She was embarrassing him.

“He’s quite the stunner himself,” Gwen retorted, loving the way Peter’s blush deepened, “ESU’s resident pretty boy.”

“What’s this I’m overhearing?” A voice from behind them sounded, the sound of heels clicking approaching.

“Mommy!” Morgan yelled in excitement, running towards Pepper Potts-Stark as she strutted in all her glory. She was dressed in navy blue slacks and a rich velvet blazer. Underneath the blazer, Peter noticed a specific shade of red.

“Oh my goodness,” Peter cried, “You didn’t.”

Underneath Pepper’s expensive blazer was a T-shirt that emulated the Spider-Man suit’s torso. The shirt with the webbing and the logo, even down to a printed texture, was obviously a Stark creation.

“The memo was we were all dressing as Spider-Man,” Pepper said simply with a shrug.

“So,” Peter began, his head reeling, “Everyone’s dressed as Spider-Man except for me?”

“And you have the most authentic suit, made from Spidey himself,” Toni reminded him.

“And you dressed as Manny McTie or whatever,” Morgan grumbled with a pout. An eruption of laughter creased her brow in annoyance.

“It’s Marty McFly, Mowgli,” Peter corrected as he hefted his baby sister onto his hip.

“Whatever,” She huffed.

“A very handsome Marty McFly,” Pepper interjected, pulling her adopted son in for a hug, “It’s nice to see you, sweetheart.”

“You too, Ms. Potts,” Peter replied as he leaned into her touch, Morgan also soaking in some of the residual warmth of her mother. Though he was adopted and had been since Ben died during the blip, he still couldn’t bring himself to call Pepper ‘Mom’; Toni either. It was something he felt only Mary Parker should have the right to, after all. But the same way Ben was his father, he knew Ms. Stark and Ms. Potts were his mothers. They’d taken him in when he had no one else in the world out there for him. They gave him a family when he needed it most and he never felt more grateful. Calling them by their given names was just as much a term of endearment as anything else he could call them.

“And this lovely lady must be Gwen,” Pepper smiled at the blonde, shaking her perfectly manicured hand, “You look stunning tonight, honey.”

“Thank you,” Gwen preened with a cute nose scrunch that made Peter fall a little harder every time she did it, “And thank you for letting me come, I’ve been so excited to meet you all.”

“Of course,” Toni waved her off, “We’ve been itching to meet the girl who’s stolen my little Bambi’s heart.”

“Ms. Stark!” Peter cried in embarrassment, looking away from Gwen who giggled then pressed a kiss to his blushing cheek. He feels her swiping off residual lipstick with her thumb as she continues to giggle some more.

With the banter already beginning and Peter already feeling embarrassed in front of this girl he really liked, he knew it was going to be a long night. But, that night was going to be filled with friends, family, and festive fun. Peter couldn’t ask for anything better.

[pastelorangeedits]

character bios: Rosebella Cassidy

[fez-whyiwaited]

Chapter III

Masterlist    Wattpad 

After talking with my adviser about school, Jona gave me the directions to a plant nursery, along with a $100 dollar bill. 

‘’Try not to expend everything’’ he hands me the bill. ‘’This is for whatever you need, until you find a job’’ he adds. 

Being just a 20 minute walk, I took the moment to appreciate the houses and people leaving in this town. 

The nursery has a small fountain in the entrance, plants are everywhere. The inside, is beyond beautiful, and organized. 

‘’Welcome! Please let me know if you’re searching for something in specific’’ an old lady with a yellow apron says. 

‘’Hi, I want lilacs, lavender, mint and two cactus’’ I respond

‘’Follow me, I’ll show you around’’ 

Even if this place isn’t huge, it definitely has variety, most important of all it’s full with life. 

The lady soon leads me to where the plants are. 

- - - - - - - -

Not feeling the time, one hour and a half passes by just helping her transplant to flower pots, choosing the cactus and looking around. 

‘’I love this place’’ I say to her when I’m about to pay her 

‘’Oh dear, you are too nice’’ she says 

I’m not. 

‘’I’m actually looking for a place to work’’ I said hesitant. ‘’So, I’m looking for options, if you need help I leave nearby, I know about plants, and of course I can learn other stuff easily’’ 

‘’Thank you dear, I already have some people who help me’’ 

While I’m about to take everything and leave, I feel her eyes inspecting me, more than before. Suddenly, she takes out a notebook and a pen. 

‘’Write your name and number, I’ll ask my husband if he has any idea in what you can help, but please don’t get any hope, like I said we already have some people’’ 

‘’Thank you so much’’ I start writing my information in the notebook that has printed butterflies

As soon as I put everything in the bag, and arrange it for not to fall, I head outside to be back home. I can see the local convenience store were we arrived yesterday just on the corner of the street. 

Getting closer, ginger boy is sitting at the dirty white chair. Definitely not in the mood, to be here to turn things awkward like yesterday. 

‘’Wotcha need?’’ He greets me, while throwing what’s left of his cigarette to the floor, and turning it off with his shoe. 

‘’Hi, water’’ I give him a small smile and he nods. 

Entering to the small space and searching for water in the refrigerators, I notice there’s a fake one that leads to a room. 

Being next to me, he notice’s my delay and suddenly he opens one of the doors and grabs two different bottles. 

‘’So you like blue tag water, or red tag water’’ he mocks, grabbing the two bottles of different brands

‘’Hmm.. I don’t know, it’s just so hard to choose, there’s so many differences’’  I put my finger on my temple, simulating I’m hard thinking

We both laugh. God, his smile is gorgeous. 

‘’The cheapest one’’ I respond

For a second I’m back to days ago. When my face wasn’t fuckup, and my mind wasn’t focused in improving my sister's and my lifestyle. He smells like weed even 3 feet away. 

See I can even vision myself with this guy in a dark corner, smoking… if he was lucky he could even get a blow job. But that’s just not what I want anymore, and it’s not that I feel disgusted by his presence, just something about going to old habits seems wrong. 

I see him, I really see him. 

‘’Here’’ I take money from my wallet and put it in his hand 

He now goes to the cashier for some exchange. 

‘’So, are you here for a trip?’’ He asks

‘’Uh… no, I just moved, my name’s Joy’’ He smirks again, moving his head like a no. ’’What?’’ Am I not catching the question right? 

‘’Nothin’-’’  He now pass me the exchange. 

‘’I’m actually looking for a job, I just asked the lady of the nursery if I could work with her’’ 

I honestly don’t know if my dignity can go any lower.

‘’How that go?’’ 

‘’Uh… I think she just asked my information for politeness. Do you know anyone who’s hiring?’’ Opening the bottle, I took the opportunity to give it a small sip. 

‘’I mean… shit… you go all… beaten up to an old lady, wearing baggy cloths, pink hair, and expect her to be hiring ya’’ he says inspecting me 

‘’For your information, I fell’’ 

‘’That right? On top of Freddy Krueger?’’ He points me up and down

‘’Oh my god, you’re so judgmental’’ I give a step back from him

‘’I’m fucking with ya-‘’

‘’I know’’

Truth is, his comments did not offended me. There’s no harm in a little teasing. Wetting his dry lips with his tongue, he then pulls a blunt from his pants pocket.

‘’Ya smoke?’’ He offers me the blunt. 

‘’Nah, I’m trying to find a proper job, I also like taking care of my brain cells’’ 

The blunt looks good, I picture him on top of me in my bed. Passing me some smoke and kissing. I really can’t. The feeling of getting high is one I like, the depression that comes after it… I don’t. 

‘’Oh my god, you’re so judgmental’’ he imitates me and put his left hand on top of his heart, acting like he’s affected by the comment. Starting to turn on his blunt with a lighter. 

‘’Kidding’’ Sipping my water and having my pinkie finger upward, like I’m drinking tea. 

‘’I know some people ‘round, I can ask. What you good for?’’ 

‘’I will appreciate that, nameless’’ 

‘’Fez’’ He then proceeds to reach for something in the same pocket he took out the blunt. 

‘’Here ya go’’ He gives me his phone for me to add my phone. 

Okey. I’m looking for a job, he seems nice. No harm at all. I grab it and quickly save my phone. 

‘’I used to work at a restaurant, also used to help my family with the finance, so I’m good with numbers’’ 

Giving him the phone, he doesn’t even look at it again and puts it again in his pocket. 

‘’I saved my name as Joy, by the way’’ 

He nods, and suddenly a car with two brunettes and one blonde park in front of us. The brunette one that’s dressed like a dominatrix is the one who gets out of the car and smiles at us. 

‘’Is Ashtray here?’’ She asks fez. 

‘’Nah, what’cha need, Kat?’’ He stands up with his blunt still in his mouth and starts walking towards the refrigerators. When he’s about to open the door he looks at me… 

‘’Same as always’’ I hear the girl saying.

‘’Thanks Fez’’ I say to him in a low voice.

‘’It’s nothin’, see ya later, plant girl’’

I look at my bag with noticeable plants coming out of it. 

For a couple hours, the thoughts of my reality where not overwhelming. I put my earphones and some music, to calm my anxiety. 

Once I enter the house, Sarah’s job will be a slap of reality. My loneliness at night will also be there. 

[sweeterthankarma]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Euphoria (TV 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cassie Howard/Maddy Perez Characters: Cassie Howard, Maddy Perez Additional Tags: Clubbing, Underage Drinking, Bisexual Maddy Perez, Bisexual Cassie Howard, Romantic Friendship Series: Part 2 of Pride Month Prompts 2020 Summary:

Maddy takes another sip and doesn’t grimace. She never does when she drinks alcohol, no matter how strong it is. She’s kind of invincible, Cassie thinks. “What flavors?” Cassie asks. “All peppermint, duh. Foolproof. So I taste good all night.”

Happy Pride Month and welcome to my first ever month-long fic challenge! For thirty days, I'll be writing and posting LGBTQ+ fics inspired by the prompts listed here. These fics will be anywhere from 100-1,500 words, will be for different fandoms, ships and characters, and will all stand alone. Here goes nothing!

Day 2 Prompt: Purse.

[joyxcelestia]

Here some of my aesthetics of my OCs with some face claim for the purpose of My Candy Love wattpad stories.

Let me introduce you to : ✨Haru and Hideyoshi Okazaki ✨

The siblings Okazaki always stuck together during difficult times, whether it was from the many departures from their father on tour or during the arrogance that their mother gave them when she is enormously angry at them. But that doesn’t prevent the witches from remaining in solidarity with each other. Haru is someone who is interested by fashion and by the presence of her friends despite her shell while her brother, Hide prefers to not take the lead and enjoy the pleasure of life.

Haru is the love interest of Nathaniel on my wattpad story.

Hide will become, later in my fanfiction, Armonie’s love interest (another OC of mine)

Haru is portrayed as Sydney Sweeney, an American actress.

Hideyoshi is portrayed as Mackenyu Arata, an American-Japanese actor.

My OCs are originally mixed siblings, Haru have ash hair or blond hair and rose gold eyes instead of Hideyoshi who have black hair and green eyes. They are born from a Japanese-English father and an Ukrainian-Greek mother, but I had to slightly change their apparence so pardon me if now, they don’t look like their basic apparence or if the face claim are not currently the same ethnic as their description, I tried my best.

Edits made by me.

I hope that you like the aesthetics of the siblings Okazaki.

Have a great day❤️