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livlikeslove · 2 years

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Nightmare- Boris Pavlikovsky

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Young!boris x gn!reader

A/n: I’ve been OBSESSED. With the goldfinch recently so this fits my obsession.

Summary: simple, reader has a nightmare and Boris just happens to be sleeping next to them.

Warnings: nightmares?, mentions of death, slight panic attack

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“sleepover?” boris turned to you and your brother, theo. you had met boris when you moved here, mainly because he was always at your house.

“sure.” theo shrugged back. you rolled your eyes from the arm chair, knowing they’d keep you up all night. you were one year older than theo, yet he was always the bossiest.

“y/n, is it okay if boris sleeps over tonight?” he asked you. your dad and stepmother were out for the night, leaving you in charge.

“yeah, just be quiet, please.” you smiled lightly, turning your neck to look at them both.

“of course.” boris nodded with a smile back. you knew he’d had a crush on you for a while because theo told you, but you weren’t supposed to tell him.

as the day passed, you did basically nothing. you read a short magazine, went in the pool once, played with popper, but nothing too exciting.

after you showered, you laid in your bed inside you and theo’s shared room. you swirled your mothers old ring on your finger, the one she gave you the night before she passed in the museum explosion.

you kept the main light off, but the lamp on as you stared up at the ceiling blankly. you knew that theo and boris were probably taking drugs downstairs, but you didn’t really care.

eventually, you rolled over to sleep at about eleven o’clock. you had slept well, until you started having nightmares of the explosion.

you woke up sweating and shaking, sitting up straight. you heard someone shuffle in the bed opposite yours and noticed a half-asleep boris facing you.

“nightmare?” he asked in a think ukrainian, partly russian, accent. you nodded, with a hum, hoping you could either see or hear you.

you rubbed your eyes for a moment, and when you opened them he was sat next to you. his arm quickly wrapped around your shoulders as he held you closer.

“it’s okay. theo and i get them too.” he smiled at you. you yawned, looking at your sleeping brother. you got along well and in your opinion, he didn’t deserve any of what had happened.

eventually you fell asleep with your head on boris’ shoulder. you moved you to lay down, unsure on whether to lay with you or not. when you started mumbling in your sleep, he laid down with you.

when you woke again about two hours later, he stayed silent and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his chest. you hadn’t fully woken up, and it all felt like a fever dream.

unknowingly, your arms wrapped around his middle, your head digging into the crook of his neck as he rubbed your back soothingly.

#finn wolfhard #boris pavlikovsky #the goldfinch #stranger things #mike wheeler #angst prompt #romance #celebrities #richie trashmouth #miles fairchild

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livlikeslove · 2 years

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↝rules, characters, etc…

rules!

anyones welcome! please, explore my page, you might find something you like ;)

↝ I might write a little NSFW but it won’t be extreme as 1. im not good at it, and 2. it makes me a little uncomfortable. (18+ characters!)

↝ if you’re asking about a celebrity, please be respectful of their boundaries. please research these before requesting!

↝ when requesting, specify pronouns! i’ll write for any, but i may ask for further education on then first!

↝ no hate, towards anyone. If you’re hating you will be blocked! please obey these rules, it shouldn’t be hard.

fandoms! (who I’ll write for).

↝ stranger things; mike wheeler, will byers, lucas sinclair, dustin henderson, max mayfield, jane hopper, steve harrington, billy hargrove, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, robin buckley, eddie munson.

↝ outer banks; sarah cameron, rafe cameron, john routledge, jj maybank, kiara carrera, pipe heyward, topper thornton

↝ harry potter; harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, draco malfoy, tom riddle, neville long bottom, cedric diggory, cho chang

↝ percy jackson; percy jackson, annabeth chase, leo valdez, luke castellan, piper mclean, jason grace, hazel levesque, frank zhang, grover underwood, nico di’ angelo, lester papadopoulos, any of the gods.

↝ i’ll also write for mainly anyone else, fiction or non fiction, as long as i know who they are!

other!

↝ someone please teach me how to add URL links because it’s going to be the absolute death of me.

↝ will not update 24/7 because im going to be very busy soon. will upload as much as i can though!

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livlikeslove · 2 years

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Look at you- Rafe Cameron

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Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: Rafe does drugs, that’s about it.

Warnings: drugs, swearing, mentions of suicide, angst, abuse?, doesn’t have a happy ending.

Prompt: “I don’t see the person I loved when I look at you.”

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You and Rafe had been dating for about two years now. He was always very supportive and usually kind, until he started getting into drugs.

You cant remember when it started, just that it wasn’t nice. He’d come home at 2am high out of his mind. There were times you were scared he’d hit you, and sometimes he actually would.

You’d always be so mad at him until he apologised and got on his knees, begging for forgiveness, claiming ‘he wasn’t in his right mind.’

One night, you decided you had had enough of bullshit. You found him on the pier, definitely drunk and maybe high on coke.

“Rafe!” You shouted at him. He jumped and spun around to look at you, his hand pressed against a pillar. When you looked out, where the sea was supposed to be was rays of black.

“Hey, baby, how are you?” He smiled, and that’s how you knew he was pissed. When did Rafe ever smile? He didn’t.

“Cut the bullshit, Rafe. What are you doing?” You said. You grabbed his wrist, dragging him back to the sand of the beach. You knew the pier probably wasn’t a safe spot to fight with him.

“What? Im having fun!” He winked. You rolled your eyes and his face fell. You knew he hated it when you rolled your eyes, but sometimes with him it was unpreventable.

“No your not Rafe, you’re getting high every fucking night and coming home almost hitting me! That’s not having fun!” You yelled at him. You recalled hoped no one was out for a midnight walk.

“I would never do such a thing!” He gasped, a hand over his heart. You sighed, knowing this wasn’t going to end well.

“Rafe, use your fucking mind, yeah? You cant remember because your always pissed! That’s the fucking problem!” At this rate Rafe was furious, rubbing his temples.

“Yeah? Well you’re not all sunshine and daisy’s yourself!” He spat back at you, quite literally. You took a step back, wiping the spit from your face.

“Keep your distance. All you do is cocaine and drink! I hardly even know you anymore!” You screamed. Tonight, you didn’t want him coming home. He could go anywhere but to your house.

“What?” His face fell. You were surprised at the calm down, but assumed it was probably the drugs wearing off.

“I don’t see the person I loved when I look at you, Rafe. Want to know what I see? I see a bitch, a man who doesn’t know how to do things right.” You said simply. He took a step back, genuinely offended. Then his face fell again.

“Loved? You don’t love me anymore?” He mumbled. You were in pure shock that was the only thing he could think to say looking at the causes of the argument.

“Are you serious? No, Rafe, I don’t love you anymore. Why would i love someone I hardly know, hm?” You questioned. At his silence, you went to walk away but was stopped by a hand on your bicep.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” You spat at him before he spun you back around to face him. You pulled him up before he could get on his knees, “that’s not going to work anymore.”

“I’m sorry, yeah? Really. I’ll stop, for you.” He whimpered. You almost laughed at his lies, knowing it was all just manipulation.

“Rafe, listen to me carefully, yeah?” You said in a pretend soft voice. His ears perked and he looked up at you.

“Fuck off.”

#angst prompt #drew starkey #outer banks #rafe cameron #sarah cameron #kiara carrera #obx fic #obx imagine #obx3

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livlikeslove · 2 years

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School Corridor- Finn Wolfhard

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Finn Wolfhard x Reader

Summary: basically just a relationship with Finn while in school.

Warnings: none

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You pulled up into the school parking lot with a groan. You reached to grab your bag from the back seat and got out, slamming the door shut.

You walked through the double doors into school, meeting Noah and Gaten inside.

“What do you have first period?” Noah asked, taking a look at your time table. You had been friends with Noah and Gaten since filming Stranger Things, “Ew not maths.”

You laughed as you looked around, trying to find Finn. One of his hugs would be good right now.

“He’s in the library.” Gaten chuckled. You smiled a thank you at him and sped walked up two stories to the library.

When you walked in the smell of new books flooded your nose. And the sight of a curly-haired boyfriend filled your eyes.

Who quietly walked up too him, putting your hands on his eyes, “guess who.”

“The president?” Finn said sarcastically. If his eyes weren’t shut, he would’ve rolled them. You laughed as you sat next to him.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in closer. You smiled into his chest, wrapping your arms around his middle.

“Tired?” He laughed. You nodded slightly, yawning. Thats when you noticed the open laptop on the desk in front of you.

“What’s that for?” You asked, sitting up. You scrunched your eyes brows as you leant on your arms to take a look.

“History essay.” Finn told you. You nodded, reading over it. You had done yours last night, and reading Finn’s made yours sound like a bunch of bullshit.

A while after, you met Noah outside and made your way one floor up to maths. You didn’t mind maths, as you were quite good at it.

Though for some reason, you couldn’t focus at all. Mainly because Noah kept nudging you, clicking his pen and asking you how to do stuff, partly because you just wanted to go home and spend time with Finn.

When class was over, you went down to your locker to grab your history book. When you went to shut your locker, a familiar face greeted you.

“How was maths?” Finn asked as you dipped your head onto his shoulder. He patted the back of your head as you walked to History together.

“Awful.” You laughed slightly, remembering all of Noah’s stupid questions.

In history, you were lucky enough to be sat next to Finn and Gaten. When you got there, Gaten was already sat in his seat.

“How’s it going?” He asked as you threw your bag down on the table next to him. You weren’t a moody person, you just hated school.

“Alright.” You smiled, pulling a pen from your front pocket. When your teacher walked in, your head went straight to your desk.

After a bit of almost falling asleep, you felt Finn’s hand latch onto yours and you softly smiled into the desk. You brought your head up to a soft smile from him.

After school was over, you said goodbye to everyone. You all made plans to meet up and whatnot, and then you drove home and changed ready for a great afternoon.

#finn wolfhard #school #stranger things #the turning #the goldfinch #high school #relationship #romance #noah schnapp #gaten matazarro #joe keery #caleb mclaughlin

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