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it-happened-one-fic · 2 months

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Dancing with Visions - Der Lauschaer Galopp - Folk Dance- Bennett

Author Notes: This is the fifth fic for my "Dancing with Visions" series. With the knowledge that Mondstadt was at least partially inspired by Germany, I wanted to use a German folk dance and found this one on Youtube. I am not entirely certain as to whether this dance is wholly German or just Germanic, or as to it's name, although it seems to be called "Der Lauschaer Galopp." A performance can be seen here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNamAy83NBE&list=PLVg_j5iznUjYWnT-fYAHMVVKxIxc0Yfb6&index=43. Just like the rest of this series, reader is female. I hope you enjoy!

If you would like to read more of this series, the fics can be found here: Dancing with Visions Masterlist.

Type: Female Reader/ Dance/ Fluff/ platonic/ sfw

Word Count: 1565

I shifted slightly as I glanced around the crowd, looking for my partner for the upcoming performance I’d agreed to put on for Jean.

We were going to be dancing a folk dance as part of a group at a fair, but my partner had yet to arrive, and I found myself growing ever more nervous. To be fair, it wouldn’t quite be a day without Bennett without at least one thing going wrong, but the idea of that one thing being him not showing up would be too sad.

Especially considering how much effort, bruised toes, and sore muscles both he and I had put into learning the dance we would be doing for this festival.

“Y/N!!” I whirled at the sound of his voice, the skirts of my costume flaring widely with motion as I looked towards where Bennett came running down the street. His vest wholly unbuttoned open and flapping in the breeze as he tripped and landed squarely on his face with an ‘oof’ that had me running over.

“Bennett! Are you alright?!” I knelt in front of the young man worriedly, only for him to look up at me with a wide grin.

“Yeah, I’m just glad I made it on time! My dads are going to be watching,” He scrambled to his feet as he spoke, hand finding mine before starting off a trot once more and pulling me with him. Both of us hurrying to reach the stage in time to appear in front of the crowd at the same time as the other performers.

We trotted across the stage, Bennett tripping in the process and earning a few chuckles from the audience as we took our places with the other dancers.

Looking out across the crowd, I could see a mixture of familiar faces and less familiar ones. The Knights of Favonius were here, of course, since they were hosting this entire thing, but so were several people from the Adventurer’s Guild, Dawn Winery, and elsewhere. All of them watching us with fond smiles on their faces as we got ready.

The music began, half startling me into motion as all of us began our steady, trotting motions interspersed with careful hops so that we all landed at the same time and the sound of our feet hitting the solid wood rang out. Almost like it was a part of the music that we danced too.

The men were all an inner ring, with the women surrounding them as an outer ring.

In truth, this dance wasn’t a proper galop and could better be described as a folk dance, but it was danced to the tune of a galop.

It had always been referred to as Der Lauschaer Galopp, but whether or not that was the actual name of this dance, I’d never known. All I did know was that it was an incredibly fast-paced dance that was surprisingly difficult for something described as a folk dance of old.

Without even making a full circuit around the stage, the partners met and switched places with an easy spin. And after just a few more steps, the two rings met once more before all of the couples entered closed hold. Trotting around the circle in the manner that gave the galop its name,laughter already began to bubble up among the dancers.

Bennett, for his part, was counting under his breath and glancing between my face and his feet with flashes of a smile before his eyes would fall once more to his feet and concentration would crease his brow.

But we’d struggled up until our very last practice with timing our galop, which was interspersed with pauses when he would raise his arm and allow me to dance around him before being twirled, and the circuit continued.

And we were surrounded by couples who’d known this dance for quite some time and were even the ones who taught us. Huffman and numerous other members of the Knights of Favonius danced with us, making us the couple who were the least experienced.

That said though, Bennett gave his best as we switched to our sideways steps, where we stood hand in hand facing the crowd and moved from left to right before he would let go of my hand so that I could twirl freely as he walked around me, clapping his hands to the racing beat of the song.

I found myself laughing slightly as he turned to face me and danced carefully, rocking back and forth before he picked me up over his head, holding me only by my waist, as he swung me first to the left and then to the right.

I tensed briefly as he stumbled before quickly setting me back down and flashing me a nervous smile. But that was a mistake we’d already made several times during practice, and it always ended with us landing in a mangled pile of limbs with Bennett frantically asking me if I was alright as our horde of teachers would rush over.

But I’d never actually gotten really hurt. Even for all of his clumsiness and well-known streak of bad luck, Bennett always managed to ensure that when we did fall or collide, he took the brunt of the hit.

Our music paused, giving us mere seconds to return to our galloping circuit as our entire group trotted across the stage in a wide circle. But this time without holding hands.

In fact, Bennett only had one hand resting on my waist, and I had one on his back. Our other hands, which would usually be interlocked, were instead outstretched as if we were showing our audience the direction our circuit would be moving in.

After making one revolution, we separated once more, now forming groups of three that trotted sideways across the stage. And inevitably, just as it had happened each time in practice, this was when grins started creeping onto everyone’s faces as we did our best to not stumble over each other and keep with the unerringly peppy song.

I could see Barbara in the crowd, next to Jean, already clapping along as we formed longer lines that switched from the forefront of the stage to the backwards section.

Both me and Bennett stumbled at almost the exact same moment but managed to stay upright as we kept going, making eye contact and grinning as we did our best to keep up the dance that was at long last at its halfway point.

But things were fixing to get hard on the guys; that was something both he and I both knew as we reentered our separate rings of men and women to spiral once more.

We rejoined briefly, with me grasping his elbow and spinning while holding onto him; before we stopped to watch Huffman, Donna, Porthos, and Margaret take center stage.

The two women were smiling giddily as the group formed a small ring, their arms locking together as they started spinning. And we all watched, clapping along and laughing as the women slowly lifted off the ground, swinging out from the momentum as the two men kept spinning.

After a brief moment, they slowed, and I was turning to Bennett, nodding at him and praying he was ready as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and he grabbed my waist. Holding it carefully as he began spinning before slowly and timidly releasing so that we were spinning, with my legs swung out behind me where I’d attained lift off and he was no longer holding me.

A part of me wanted to cheer at our hard-won success after numerous trials that ended in him falling backwards and me landing on him with both of us laughing.

The crowd cheered even as we slowed, and I touched back down. But I wasn't meant to remain grounded, and none of the other women were either. Instead, couples began to start meeting up. Creating groups of four in a line with our arms clasped over one another’s shoulders. The women on the outside and the men in the middle as we all began trotting in a circle, gradually speeding up until the women, myself included, were able to curl up our legs and swing out to the side as the men kept spinning.

Both me and Margaret were grinning like fiends as the crowd applauded, even though I also knew that both of us couldn’t help but feel bad for Huffman and Bennett as they propelled us along.

After what felt like a few seconds, we touched down once more and resumed closed hold with our partners.

I eyed Bennett worriedly, but he only nodded with a bright grin, proof of his incredible toughness that he’d honed through years of bad luck.

We took off in our galop once more, stumbling at the start but making it safely into the final circuit as applause rang out from the crowd, accompanied by piercing whistles and loud cheers.

The dance at long last came to an end with each couple practically hugging each other and spinning together before breaking out to beam out at our audience, who cheered wildly. And as soon as it was over, me and Bennett were both laughing.

Half-stunned that we’d successfully complete the performance without any tumbles and still giddy from swinging around at such an incredible pace.

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0rah-s · 1 year

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Hi! It's my first time ever requesting something so I hope I'm not doing it wrong—

Would it be possible to have some friendship hcs with Bennet please ? I couldn't find your request rules so if you don't do this kind of x reader, please ignore this message!

- Phaoscuro

HEYAAA ~~~

You're my first ask too!!

And im currently working and an ask rule :)

Ill write for all types of reader: afab, amab, gn, child(platonic), adult...

Thank you for requesting!

Being friends with Bennett will be one hell of a ride, better be ready for it!

• when you met you hit it of right away! He was super easy to talk to

• and even if you don't talk much for any reason, he will be happy to carry the conversation!

• things went on but after a while of tripping you got concerned and thats when he tells you about his bad luck(if you didn't already know)

• and as if to tell him it didn't matter- you carry on where you left of with your last conversation, it ment the world to him

• also gave him a mood boster for the remainder of the week! (my baby :)) )

" Are you sure? You really don't mind?? Wait wait wait.. I don't think you understand what i- " he near yelled. But you kept on insisting and after a while he gave up. " Alright then... " he joyfully sighed. " but you better keep to your word ! "

• you complete comissions together then have a picnic together

• it sorta became a routine between the two of you. Everyday you'll both cook/buy new food to bring and shate together ( 1/3 of the time his food ends up soaked or burnt but shusss)

• he appreciate every bit of effort you put into the friendship and doesn't forget to thank you everyday (even though you constantly repeat to him thay its fine!)

" WhoaaAAA!! You cooked THAT? " His eyes glit with admiration while he shook your shoulders in all possible directions. " I can't belive i get to be your friend, i really won the lottery! "

• non-comisom day includes: getting heald by barbara, making suspicious mix with fish, hunting with razor, and hanging out/training with the cavalry captain

• if you can fight you'll sometimes join in with bennet duting his training with kaeya

• kaeya thinks of the both of you like family

• one day you decided to cathc kaeya off guard and gang up him

• and it worked!!??

both you and bennett were wheezing on the floor after successfully pining the captain down. "Whao there, now whats going on here? " His worned knuckles from old battles ribed both of your heads while you all enjoyed this moment together. "Your laughing now but I'll get my revenge one day!"

• not including the ussual ill fate- your friendship is natural and comfortable, more than you could both ever wish for.

• You'll both grow one day but you'll grow together

You wouldn't trade him for the world

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #bennett x reader #bennett x you #bennett x y/n #he is my scrunkly #my child <3 #orh's

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wolfiafuntime · 7 months

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Yandere Genshin Poll

I can't decide what to write next, so I'mma let you guys choose for me:

Who Fell First, Who Fell Harder - Ft. Yandere! Aether, Albedo, Baizhu, Bennett, Chongyun, Diluc, Kaeya, Tartaglia, Mika, Razor, Venti, Xiao, Xingqiu, & Zhongli

Rivalry - Ft Yandere! Aether v Tartaglia, Albedo v Mika, Baizhu v Zhongli, Bennett v Razor, Chongyun v Xingqiu, Diluc v Kaeya, Venti v Xiao

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kaeyami · 2 years

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Favorite Candy /// Highschool au!Bennett x Male!Reader

♫ warning: first kiss (is that even a warning? idk)

♫ now playing: strawberry mentos - leanna firestone

bennett has been eating abunch of your favorite candy, strawberry mentos, to the point where the only thing he can taste is the sugary sweet flavor of the candy.

you were confused why, maybe he also started liking that specific candy? it was confusing but felt nice since now you could bond over strawberry mentos.

you were sat next to bennett in his dorm, just chilling, playing a video game. “ hm.. hey bennett? why are you always eating strawberry mentos? not that i hate it or anything! im just curious “ you ask, smiling at him after. he smiled back, looking at you with a happily-excited expression.

“ so that when i kiss you it tastes like it! like this! “ he answered, leaning in to passionately kiss you as an example. now you understood the reasonings he had for stocking up on strawberry mentos. the kiss was quick but passionate and long enough for you to taste the sweet flavor of the candy.

he smiled at you once he pulled away, both your faces slightly red. “ bro i shouldve done something like that for our first kiss! “ you whined, jokingly making a sad face. bennett giggled as he pat your head. “ sorry! i beat you to it “

#bennett x male reader #bennett x reader #genshin bennett #genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #bennett x y/n #bennett x you

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urlocalreadermooni · 1 year

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Bennett x Reader Any gender!Reader -------------------------------------------------

Bad luck buddies!

You and Bennett met through the adventurers guild. And you two can say that you two were very good friends! You two went on commissions together, and you had a reputation for failing, but so did he. You both were the 'bad luck duo' to the rest of the guild.

You and Bennett were completing some daily commissions when you suddenly tripped and fell. "Ouch! My knee.." You complained. "You okay?!" Bennett scurried to your side in a panic. "Yeah.. I'm fine. Just scraped my knee." Bennett took out some bandages "I always injure myself, so I keep these on me just in case. You chuckled," Of course you would benny." He scoffed, "Says the injured one." You both laughed.

"Alright (Name), let's get you patched up." As Bennett picked up your leg gently and wrapped your knee up. "Thanks benny!" He nodded and helped you up. "No problem (Name)!" He was so kind, you were so lucky to have him by your side.

He was helping you walk till you thought about the commission you two were doing.

"The commission was to grab a package and deliver it right?"

"That sounds about right (Name)"

"Where's the package.. I thought you were holding it benny.."

You both stared at each other and laughed. "Guess my bad luck is kicking in!"

You both went back and found the package in a tree, no clue how it got there. As you two begin to make your way back to the delivery spot, you run into some trouble. A few slimes were on the path you two were on, and since you had the package Bennett had to fight them.

He managed to defeat them but he was on fire from his own ability. "THIS IS NORMAL" he yelled putting out the fire. You laughed at him and he sighed. "Your bad luck is better than mine.." He said with a pout. "Oh quit complaining, I just happened to not fight so I was fine." He shrugged and helped you walk again. You both made your way to the delivery spot and delivered the package.

"Mission success!" You both said happily giving each other a high-five.

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Bennett is cute and you can’t change my mind.

#bennett #bennett x reader #bennett x y/n #genshin #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n

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slowips · 2 years

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convenient store hours bennett x reader

your store is open from 6am to 8pm, with an exception to bennett, who is the sole reason you’ll be found around mondstadt past closing hours. at some point, he became part of your routine, and you do not go a day without seeing him. but just as exceptions exist, he stops visiting you for a few days.

# general, canon compliant, npc (nimrod) being drunk, brief mention of starvation, mention of food, 1.3k words.

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it’s 11pm.

11:29pm to be exact.

you’re still standing at the entrance of mondstadt beside your makeshift store when you should be at home, dinner consumed. you should be asleep, so that you can rise at 4am to meet with your suppliers from other nations and collect materials for next week, but you’ve cancelled all appointments expecting that this night will not end. not until he’s back.

thinking about how you’ll settle next week’s stock is troublesome, so you don’t. you glue your thoughts to his arrival, and shove these concerns to the depths.

there are benefits being open past promised hours though. as the only store available, the drunkards are purchasing from you, helping you earn enough to cover your losses.

still, will you do this every day to accommodate those who make foolish choices? no, you’re not like them. by 8 you’ll close your store, by 9 you’ll rest, because in the vicious cycle of life where mora is difficult to gain, you’ll always have to consider the future and what you’ll have on your plate at the end of the day.

yet, you stand firm, the “open” sign blinking, as the clock strikes 11:30pm.

your stomach grumbles.

but bennett hasn’t arrived, and your worries roar louder.

you clutch the emergency kit you bought for this specific reason. at any moment he might walk through those doors. knowing him, you’ll be ready to tend to what you can manage.

“hey…!” a high-pitched voice calls out.

your eyes strained towards the entrance, it’s only when that person taps your shoulder do you greet eury.

her drunk husband leans on her frame, a hand around her neck. he slurs excuses to quell the expected anger from his wife, but her attention is on you.

or in particular, the item you’re holding.

“didn’t know you sold medical supplies,” she says as she adjusts her husband’s weight to make it more comfortable for herself to stand upright.

“this isn’t for sale,” you clarify, constantly looking back at the entrance. the whistling night breeze makes it hard to listen to footsteps. “what do you want? if you need help bringing your husband home, i’m afraid you have to find someone else.”

“i’ve gotten used to this after all these years, so i don’t need any assistance,” she says as she huffs to readjust her husband who’s wiggling in attempts to free himself. “all i want is sunsettias at this late hour.”

“feeling peckish?” you ask as you reach behind your store, bringing up a filled crate. you stare at her, waiting to see if anything displayed catches her attention. ideally, that means you can keep these sunsettias as they are meant to be sold tomorrow.

“oh, are those mushrooms?”

you gently lower your crate, glad that out of everything what caught her eye was the leftovers.

“yes, although they aren’t meant for eating.”

“interesting. what are they for?”

“they’re used as fertilisers, from sumeru.” you grab a packet. “want some? i can sell it to you at a lower price.”

“no, thank you.”

you blink, almost dropping your precious mushrooms. did eury just say no…? the lady infamous for never being able to make a decision, a trait her husband takes to his advantage—

“i’m getting sunsettias for nimrod. it’ll help if he had his favourite fruit to munch on tomorrow. may i get 3, please?”

at the mention of his name, he mumbles incoherently. incoherent to you at least. eury groans, yapping at him. “oh yes, you owe me 450 mora now.”

what a strange couple.

you reluctantly part with your fresh sunsettias, ready to stare at the entrance. in fact, you’re a little worried that bennett might have crept past you, but the streets of mondstadt is empty, most activity concentrated in the bars. thsoe are areas he stays clear from.

(”i already make a fool of myself in front of you. it’ll be worse if i’m drunk!”)

“who are you waiting for?” eury inquires. she hasn’t moved an inch, which perplexes you because your transaction with her is complete. she gives a goofy smile, unaware of your dismay that she’s still around. “that person must be very important to you.”

important?

you roll your eyes and scoff.

he’s like any average mondstadter, except he has ten times more bad luck than anyone, which is why he always appears at your store minutes before you close.

(“something happened at the adventure’s guild! i totally didn’t trip on the stairs because a bird crashed into my face while flying mid-air...! haha...”)

at the very least, he doesn’t bargain, and even tips you, which is why maybe, sometimes, your store will still flash “open” at 8:02pm because you see him running down mondstadt’s large stairs.

“just someone who always gets in trouble.”

eury laughs. “hear that nimrod? you’re influencing people you shouldn’t.”

he grumbles. using his remaining energy, he shakes his head, a little protest before he completely blacks out. eury yelps when his slumps on her. as you’re reaching out to to help her balance his full weight, she gestures for you not to worry.

“i guess i’ll go now.” she lets out a chuckle, embarrassed by that little display. “may the person you’re waiting for receive barbato’s blessing.”

you nod. it’s soothing to hear that, almost as if she doused warm water on you. it is a chilly night, with terrifying “what if” scenarios of bennett’s situation lingering in the frigid air. they cause you to shiver. “thank you for your purchase,” you say as emotions knot in your stomach.

eury’s laughter is fresh in your ears. they ring clear and pure, and it resonates with memories of you laughing with the-average-mondstader.

(like that one morning you stumbled on him lying around wolfvendom, star gazing. he convinced you by promising to help pick wolfberries that you should observe the sky with him—a brilliant way to start the day with hope. he said funny jokes and you couldn’t contain your joy—your laughter echoed throughout the forest.)

once the pair vanishes at the corner, you hold your emergency supply again and wait.

cyrus said if bennett doesn’t return home from his expedition today, then the search will begin tomorrow at dawn, 4am.

your heart races, tired of this gnawing anticipation. your arms shake.

as the wind howls, you pick up a faint but distinguishable chuckle in the distance—

your body moves on its own. in no time, you’re standing at the entrance, ignoring the commands of the guards who warn you that it’s dangerous to go out at such timings, especially since you look so sick with restlessness. but you don’t care. your stomach grumbles with joy of delayed gratification because eating while fretting about bennett is never truly a fulfilling meal.

at the end of the bridge is a boy with emerald green eyes and ash hair.

his attire is burnt, one of his gloves is missing, but he still holds his signature grin and you don’t know how to feel about him smiling as he normally does when his absence made you anything but normal.

when you fling yourself to give him a hug, eury’s words come to mind.

you’ve always did your best to seek what you thought people wanted.

(wolfberries are good for medicine, but when processed can be used as a colour changer. when played with, it can lure wolves away from camps. the stalks of small lamp grass can make amazing pens for sending secret messages. or it’s fluid can be used as cream for the skin. decorative jars for a loved one; or even toys from snezhnaya.)

it is your key to survival.

yet as you hold him, squeezing him close to you with tears pooling your eyes, wailing as loud as a hungry baby, it dawns upon you…

“that person must be very important to you.”

his safety is what you want.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin x reader #bennett x reader #bennett x y/n #bennett x you

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kyinpeachichu · 2 years

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Bennett x Cuddle bug Traveller/ y/n

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Of course when he first met you, he knew all about your stories and how great you were. And at first glance he thought you'd be super intimidating.

But you were the complete opposite.

You were friendly and welcoming, and even brushed off his bad luck when he told you about it. It wasn't because you didn't believe him (well at the time you didn't really think it was that bad) but because you were actually pretty ok with it.

"It can't be that bad" you thought.

You had your own constant bits of misfortune too after all. Almost dying every time, being a wanted criminal in every nation you step into before saving it from the clutches of evil and still have no clues about your sibling. Yeah, life wasn't perfect for you either.

After getting to know Bennett for a bit (and when I say "for a bit" I mean you have like, just two conversations) your body was already launching it's affection without you knowing.

It started with locking your arm around his, surprising him from behind with hugs, (which end up with both of you on the ground most of the time), and once again, forgetting the idea of personal space.

Bennett on the other hand, didn't even notice.

In fact he unknowingly joined in on it too.

He bumped fists with you, put his hand on your shoulder, playfully bumping you by the shoulder or hip with his own shoulder and hip.

And as your friendship progressed, so did the playful touches.

You started nuzzling your head on his shoulders, hugging him from the front, and patting his head.

Bennett didn't exhibit any of these behaviors himself, but he liked it whenever you did.

He didn't notice you were being really touchy with him until someone pointed out how "comfortable" he was with you.

And even when he'd realized it, he didn't stop the way he acted around you.

If you didn't mind his bad luck, the "I guess it's ok" he told himself.

And so you two continued to be the best of buddies!

⬇️💗DATING ONES BELLOW💗⬇️

as your relationship progressed even further, your friendly gestures evolved into seemingly more intimate ones.

You had friendly intentions behind it, but that wasn't how it looked from an outside viewer's perspective.

You started kissing his cheek, always hanging around close to him, and not to mention snuggling close during rain storms and kissing his wounds.

He'd be really dense to it and even thank you for it.

Except the cheek kisses. Those left him confused and thinking "wait.... what just happened?"

(🍪🍧🍬🍭Ok ok, EXTRA SUGAR!🍦🍨🍮🍯)

During your early days of hanging out and misfortune constantly following him, Bennett can't help but be extremely apologetic and cautious whenever you were around.

But somehow, you always seemed to make it better.

When it started raining out of the blue once, he apologized thinking it might've been all his fault. Profusely saying sorry for "ruining your day"

To which you replied to with "Hm? Oh don't worry about it. I actually like the rain. It was getting really hot lately anyways."

And you did this to every scenario. And every time, it made him feel better.

If lightning starts to draw closer. He'd panic and try to drag you to a place for shelter. But then he saw you gazing at the distance with a smile on your face. The lightning reflected in your eyes as it strikes and the thunder growing deaf upon your ears. "The storm looks really pretty don't you think?"

You two are sitting in dragonspine with only a small fire that keeps going out no matter many times he uses his vision, you'd snuggle closer to him and even use your anemo abilities to keep the fire going a little longer. He feels bad about not being able to do much, but once again, he saw your eyes sparkling as you watched the snowy scenery. "The snow looks sobbeautiful out there."

You two slipped and fell into a pit with mud all over your clothes. He's starts apologizing again but you were just laying there laughing. It was like going down a slide you said.

Bennett had accidentally scared the fish away (and when I say accidentally I mean that he didn't do anything and they just swam off). He was upset he couldn't get any fish but then there you ran with your boots off splashing in the water. "Now that the fish are away, the pond is ours!"

You always made him happy.

No matter how bad things got for him, you were like that little shooting star or ray of sunlight through stormy clouds that brightened up his day.

It was then after thinking about that, that he knew he loved you.

But he didn't tell you about it. And was even careful not to drop any signs. (To which he failed miserably obviously.) (He was like an open book)

But his new found love for you just made it even more obvious.

He started evading your advances and tried to keep a distance from you.

He knows he causes alot of trouble for the people around him and he doesn't want that to happen to you anymore.

When you confronted him about it, he said it was nothing and that you should stop seeing him. "For your own good"

The mere thought was enough to send you into a rage. (But you didn't, you kept your cool)

And that was when he told you.

"Listen... I-I... I really, really like you ok. I love you. You-you make me happy all the time and I-... I'm just a burden. I know, you don't love me back. Just my luck I guess heheh-"

NOT ON OUR WATCH HE DOESN'T!!!

We shook him out of his senses and told him that we liked him too.

We made him cry. (A good cry!)

After a big emotional ride, the following days were happy. Bennett couldn't help but run to his dads and tell them that he has you now.

#genshin bennett #genshin impct #random #imagines #random thoughts #headcanons #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #x reader #y/n #Bennett x y/n #Bennett #extra sugar #fulff #cuddle bug

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sako-mii · 2 years

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hello! please could i get a genshin matchup?

My pronouns are he/him and im gay! so i would prefer to be matched with a male character, please.

I’m a shy, quiet person and I am very awkward when it comes to social situations LMAO but I ramble and talk alot when talking to friends, family, and people I care about. My main hobby is reading! I mainly read horror + romance novels. I also enjoy drawing/doodling.

I’d say one of my good traits is that I care alot about my friends and I’m good at remembering what makes them happy , what they like and dislike , ect ect. However, one of my bad traits is that I overthink everything. I always worry what people think of me and specifically if people think im weird or annoying.

I’m 5’4” and quite pale. I have light brown hair which is kinda long?? and dark gray eyes. I'm sorta chubby, and I have permenant eyebags. I mainly wear t-shirts and dark-coloured jeans because I like how I look in them!

that is all! thank you in advance. if you don’t accept matchups on anonymous, please delete this.

I'll match you with...

Bennett

Living in the crowded city of mondstadt, full of young adventurers, it wasn't hard to not hear about the unlucky boy in their group.

you had heard about this boy a lot and honestly, you felt bad for him. How could people talk so bad behind his back?

you wanted to meet him but didn't know how. What you also didn't knew was how eventful your first meeting would be.

seeing a boy basically covered in red trying to drag himself to the cathedral to get some heals. He looked like he was going to pass out any moment.

so like any normal human being you helped him up to a bench and gave him a quick first aid.

Closing off all the points where the blood was leaking from and took him to the cathedral soon after.

Not a lot of words were exchanged in your meeting as you were too shy and focused on treating him and benny... Well he was dying. You didn't even tell him your name.

But it's Bennett we are talking about. The leader of the benny's adventure team.

He hunted you down (asked people about you) and even gave you a fried egg that was not even burnt!!

you two hit it off after! His badluck was always there but you didn't mind it. He was very entertaining and cute and that's what matters.

Small gifts from his every big adventure would be given to you. He would come greet you before and after every adventure.

compliments every small thing you do, "Oh? Is that a doodle of a bunny that's so cutee! Just like you!"

you're both the cutest couple in all of mondstadt (especially in the eyes of the sisters from the church)

Also his dads adore you so much and didn't even think twice about the fact that you're male cause love is love and you're perfect for their little boy!

Hello! I'm sorry for the delay but I hope you like it!

Likes and reblogs are appreciated<3

#misa: answers #genshin impact #genshin impact matchup #bennett #Bennett x reader #bennett x y/n #matchup

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thomine · 9 months

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a sight to behold | bennett

RELATIONSHIP | bennett x reader

TAGS | general audiences, walking the plank, physical injuries, not proofread

SUMMARY | bennett has a little scuffle with the teammates. you rescue him, but, typically, something goes wrong. or does it?

WORD COUNT | 1.5k words

INFO | au august 2023, day 19 (pirates) | more

Bennett has been through his fair share of… disasters. Being tied up and forced to walk down a plank with one side securely attached to the ship but the other a wobbling mess that hangs over the expanse ocean… it’s tame if you compare it with his past experiences. Just because it’s not the worse doesn’t mean he wants to find out what’s in store for him when he runs out of plank to walk though.

There is no going back. Sharp sword tips await behind him thanks to unsatisfied crew members who wants him gone for good. He takes a step and they cheer. When he stops, they growl, their swords inching closer to poke his back.

He closes his eyes and prays to whatever sea creature is waiting for their dinner that they spare him as that’s a more likely scenario than someone saving him from this miserable moment.

“What are you doing?” A loud, commanding voice roars over the cheers and jeers. You, the newly elected captain since Cyrus disappeared on his last voyage, stand at the helm of the ship, eyes narrowed and a hand hovering over the sword at your side. That makes the crew split like the legend of the red sea for you to inspect the situation better.

“Captain,” one of the crew members say but you pause him with your index finger against his lips.

“Vice-captain,” you insist. “Cyrus is not dead. If he is then what for are we sailing the seas now?”

The man bows his head, mumbling an apology. You raise a hand as a signal of forgiveness, but also as an order for everyone’s attention, especially Bennett. He gulps when his eyes lock with yours and you’re marching right up to him.

You step up and brandish your sword. He closes his eyes, waiting for pain, but the ropes around him loosens and he finds his hands free to raise up in delight.

“Can someone explain why we have a crew member walking the plank? Is the comrade we speak off just to waste our breath?”

The crowd hushes. Only a brave soul requests to speak, which you permit.

“This devil’s child here broke our canon. I don’t know what he did, but the next thing I knew, the ammunition can’t fit.”

“I was just—” But Bennet can’t finish. You groan.

“If a single mistake is all it takes for you to decide to throw someone off the ship, this ship will be empty.”

“It wasn’t just the canon, Cap—I mean, Vice-captain. Seagulls have started to target us. Look at Iris! She has this blue black because she was attacked in the morning. We all know who the magnet for such perils is.”

Bennett can only give a sheepish smile. Refuting their seemingly preposterous claims is useless. He used to believe it was not true, but even under Cyrus’s care and guidance, bad things just keep happening to him and his surroundings. He thought perhaps if he was stranded in the ocean, there will be little to cause a ruckus. Instead, he learned the ocean was less forgiving than dry land. There are times he wants to quit, but Cyrus encouraged him to stay.

“I know everyone is stressed since the disappearance of our captain; I bear that burden as well. It’s not nice to have bad luck mixed into such circumstances but this is not how we treat our crew mates. As our beloved captain used to say: it is not us against each other. It is us against the world.”

Everyone remains silent but Cyrus’s popular mantra slowly lifts their spirits. One by one, they raise their swords up in the sky. As you stand on the elevated platform with Bennett, you do look like a captain. He wonders how he looks to the crew, hiding behind you. A burden, at least.

Just his luck, the boat sways. No matter how proper and skilled you might be, the sudden movement catches you off guard. You lose your balance and is about to fall—

Bennett grabs you tightly but he finds himself unstable too. The whole crew watches in horror. Those who are faster clamber to the elevated deck of the plank, stretching as much as they can to catch you and Bennett. They’re too slow.

Bennett pulls you closer so that he won’t lose you when both of you crash through the cement surface of the ocean or the currents, yet his preparedness is useless. Instead of facing the doom of the ocean there is a tug from his right leg. He hears something crack.

Despite the pain, Bennett looks to see what happened. Around his ankle is the rope that once held him captive, now saving him from an unwanted ending.

The crew wastes no time to drag both of you up. They look at Bennett, expressions mixed with guilt and annoyance. He ignores them as much as he can for what matters more is the person who stood by his side.

“Vice-captain,” he cries as he lays you on the plank. “Are you okay?”

You spring up and usher him down the elevated deck, but he lags behind and that’s how you notice his limp.

“You're asking me?”

He can’t tell if your question is rhetorical, although you don’t give him time to clarify.

“Lynn, grab the stretcher. Royce, prepare the first aid kit.”

He’s then carried to your office. What a whirlwind of events.

It’s probably been an hour or so since you’ve treated his wound, and you ordered him to rest on your bed in your bedroom… that’s also your office. You’re stubborn, the crew members have gossiped among themselves, hence why you insist on leaving the main office for the true captain.

He’s not sure if by rest you mean sleep, yet nothing happens even though he lays on the soft mattress while counting octopus. His thoughts always drift to what happened just now, and a question disturbs him.

“Why didn’t you let me walk the plank?”

He remembers the groan you emitted. It was like your lungs were wailing. Canons are expensive and not to be messed with since they are important during times of danger—and pirates always face danger in the open waters. His presence has basically rendered the crew less defensive, and that is punishable.

Your scribbling stops. He turns his head and locks eyes with you again, except the gaze you offer is softer. He sees the tiredness in the way your eyelids drop, and the dimness caused by sleepless nights.

“You are the reason why the numbers I’m handling now are ridiculous. A week’s worth of resources gone… the tape we used to wrap your ankle is our third to last… and the canon.” You sigh.

“Exactly,” Bennett sits up. Is it a surprise he feels comforted hearing you say all that? It’s likr some kind of acknowledgment that you’re not delusional, so he can trust your every word.

“Lie back down. You’re not healed yet.”

“I’m not putting pressure on my ankle when I sit up though.”

You narrow your eyes but you let him do as he wish, looking at the papers before you, a hand propped by the table to support your head.

“Cyrus likes you a lot,” you mumble while writing things down. “I’ve been through all the misfortune you brought to the crew since you arrived. I was beside him when he handled it all with grace. It wasn’t easy.”

“Sorry…”

“Yet, he never blamed you. Not once. I was angry at one point. Argued with him to get rid of liabilities, but he only reprimanded me. I never saw him so… emotional.”

Bennett gulps. It feels like he shouldn’t be hearing all these. He knows Cyrus has been bearing his burdens. He isn’t sure if he wants to know the extent of it, but he listens intently anyways.

“He sees something in you, something I haven’t found.” You look up and meet with Benett’s eyes again. This time, he’s the one that looks down.

He hears the drag of a wooden chair against the flood and soft footsteps. You sit beside him on your bed, a hand under his chin to raise his head. You seem to inspect him.

He shivers, unsure if he’ll ever get comfortable with your watchful gaze. Now that he knows you’ll be observing him for his best behaviour, he doesn’t know how he should change things for the better.

“He told me you’re the crew’s greatest treasure, and what is more enticing to pirates than treasure?”

“I… I will work hard!” Bennett proclaims, moving back, slightly flustered at the close contact. “Thank you for giving me the chance!”

You remain at your spot, a gentle smile on your face.

“I guess… I can start by asking what’s your favourite colour? Favourite food? I can cook something for you.”

“I’m not asking you to change,” you say as you stand and return to your desk. “Just… be who you are. I’ll find out what Cyrus sees in you eventually. Maybe… it’ll happen sooner than I think.”

#bennett x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #bennett x you #bennett x y/n #genshin bennett x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin reader insert #genshin impact x y/n #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #wrote this in one sitting what posssed me?#the love i have for b*nny maybe ??#anyways i'm growing sick(er) rip #auaugust #slo.w

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shanieveh · 8 months

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to all the boys i've loved before !

— genshin men receive your confession letter that you accidentally sent

he doesn't care (HE WON AT LIFE) - albedo, cyno, diluc, neuvillette, tighnari, xiao, scaramouche

His face, although one with his usual stoic expression was now screaming how God had blessed him and when you finally left, apologizing for the inconvenience and asking if he felt the same way. OF COURSE HE DID?! HE LOVES YOU MORE THAN ANY—

"Yeah sure you're okay I guess."

Nailed it. And as your flustered face starts to run away from him, he was now thinking what place will you guys settle in? When will he buy the engagement ring. You know, the expected. After all, there was no way he would give back the heart you gave him.

teases you to oblivion - childe, itto, kaeya, kazuha, lyney, pantalone, heizou, venti, xingqiu,

"Ho ho.... so you like LIKE me?"

He was hiding his red face underneath the words of teasing and fun. Yeah, he liked you back, but where's the thrill? A letter is just... well, a letter. He wanted to hear it from you, he wanted you to say it so many times for it felt like the blood to his heart. He needed this.

And although it may look like he was not taking your confession seriously, he does. Every word you said embedded in his head, and it's a crime for him to let you forget it. He plans to make you remember that silly letter you wrote at 1:43 AM for the rest of your life.

becomes a blushing mess - bennett, chongyun, freminet, gorou, thoma, capitano

When he read the whole thing, the happiness he felt turned to nervous immediately. What do you mean you liked him? Did the manifestations worked or something? Was he finally blessed with this beautiful angel after beng miserable for so long? YOU ACTUALLY LIKE HIM?

He wanted to party! No, but what if you decided to not like him anymore? After all he had many bad qualities. He was panting, frantically, the whole area heard it. YOU heard it. Will that make you like him less? Oh god... oh god... he was sure to admiring you from afar. But this?

"U...uhm I-I also feel the same way..." And with that he ran for his life.

thinks you guys are now married - alhaitham, ayato, baizhu, kaveh, zhongli, wriothesley

Oh so you like him? When's the wedding? He was now thinking of a designer for your wedding fits. After all, his partner deserves the very best. Do you want to be child free? Is there a need for him to make a planned parenthood account? What will your retirement plan be? Do you plan to be buried with him or separate? Thoughts like these raced through his mind.

The letter gripped by his hand, you were afraid to be rejected. And when you were about to speak and confront the silence he moved and folded the paper and put it in his pocket. Next time, it will definitely be a ring.

"See you at 5, sweetheart."

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 3 months

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Shipping Out

Pairing: Tom Bennett (World on Fire) x f!reader Warnings: Drinking, smoking, public sex, smut. Word count: ~1.5k

Summary: Just trust me on this one, and read all the way to the end.

Author's note: A little birthday treat for @bottlesandbarricades. No tag list. Follow @fics-by-ewanmitchellcrumbs and turn on post notifications. Community labels are for cops.

The pub is crowded and noisy, the humidity of the air making her carefully coiffed curls cling to the back of her neck with perspiration. It’s not often that she frequents this side of Manchester, but the change of scenery is a refreshing switch of pace to the monotony of everyday life. Laughter, music and the clinking of glasses is preferable to the whir of the factory sewing machines.

She taps her red lacquered nails against the wood of the bar, wrinkling her nose at the stickiness of the wooden surface beneath her palm. If the frequency with which it’s wiped down is any indication of the attentiveness of the barkeep then she’s in for a long wait for a drink.

Sighing, she fishes her cigarette case from her handbag, flipping it open and plucking one out. No sooner has she placed it between her lips than a hand is clicking a flame to life before the end of it, turning it a glowing cherry red. She casts her gaze upwards through the steady plume of smoke, met by twinkling blue eyes and a cocky smirk, as the chivalrous stranger deposits his lighter back into his trouser pocket and regards her with a tip of his head.

“Thanks,” she says with an easy smile, taking the smoke between her fingers and exhaling a tight line of vapour up towards the ceiling.

“Don’t mention it,” he replies with a wink. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this then?”

God, that’s a terrible line.

She bites back a laugh, and decides to humour him. “Trying to get a drink, service in here is awful though.”

He purses his lips, eyes raking over her from head to toe, before nodding. “Can’t be having that.” Slapping a hand against the bartop, he calls out, “Oi! My lady friend and I are dying of thirst over here! Anyone serving?”

She raises her eyebrows in disbelief, but doesn’t have to wait long until a middle aged, irritated looking woman makes her way around the corner to the pair of them and grumpily takes their order. She’s long since finished her cigarette by the time the glasses are placed heavily down in front of them.

He doesn’t even ask what she wants to drink; she ends up with a gin and tonic, while he has a pint. It’s what she would have ordered anyway, but the bold presumption unsettles her regardless.

Sipping her drink, she relishes in the way the fizzy bitterness envelopes her tongue as she takes in what he’s wearing; navy blue slacks and a matching long sleeved smock, with a white striped collar.

“Shouldn’t you be on a boat somewhere, sailor?”

He grins, setting his glass down on a dog eared beer mat. “Just so happens I’ve been given a night of shore leave. I ship out again tomorrow.”

“Lucky me,” she says with a coy smile.

“If you play your cards right you might be.”

There’s that smirk again. She watches as he takes out a packet of Lucky Strike, perching one between his lips before offering one to her. She gratefully accepts, and he’s quick to light it for her, before doing the same to his own.

Every table is full, but she doesn’t mind, she’s content just to prop up the bar with him, ignoring the ache of her feet as they lapse into effortless conversation. He’s handsome, if a little overeager and she pays rapt attention as he entertains her with stories of his time aboard the HMS Exeter.

She’s on her third gin and tonic of the evening when he leans in to whisper to her.

“So, I might not see another woman for months after tonight. You gonna help me make it one to remember?”

Feeling her cheeks heat up, she giggles softly. “What did you have in mind?”

“Oh, I’m sure we’ll find a way for you to thank me for my loyal service to our country,” he tells her, taking her hand and leading her out of the pub.

Allowing the gin to fuel her confidence, before she can change her mind, she lets him guide her outside. Even met with the sobering chill of the night air, she offers up no protest when he pulls her into the ginnel, the brickwork biting into her back as he pushes her up against the wall and captures her lips with her.

It’s a messy kiss, moist and desperate with need. He tastes of beer and tobacco as she welcomes his tongue against her own with parted lips, her fingertips sliding over the breadth of his shoulders and up into the cropped softness of his sandy coloured hair.

Pressing tighter against her, he groans appreciatively, mouth moving from hers to travel a path across her jaw and down her neck, as his hands find their way up her skirt. One teases the top of her stocking while the other presses against her clothed core, making her gasp.

His touch is hurried, not as thorough as she’d like, yet she feels a growing stickiness between her thighs regardless. The warmth of his fingers and lips against her makes her feel desired, and she is lightheaded, almost giddy, to see the effect she’s having on him.

Instinctively, she parts her legs wider as he dips beneath her knicker elastic, stroking eagerly through her folds.

“Christ, you’re soaked,” he rasps against the shell of her ear, “bet you’d let me fuck you right here, if I wanted, wouldn’t you?”

She bites her bottom lip, stifling her quiet whimper as his strokes against her cause her to throb. “Please…”

“Since you asked nicely…” He pulls back, blue eyes dark with intent as he makes quick work of unbuckling his belt, lowering his trousers and briefs just enough to free his erection.

Even in the darkness of the alleyway she can see that he’s thick and heavy, and he pumps lazily at himself, while his free hand reaches into his pocket.

“Leave that,” she tells him, as she spots the foil of the sheath wrapper.

He raises an eyebrow, pursing his lips as he stares at her. “You sure?”

“Yeah,” she whispers.

That’s all the confirmation he needs, slipping the packet away and surging forward. He pulls her underwear to the side, grasping the base of himself and pushes forcefully into her in one motion.

The movement knocks all the air from her lungs. Though she is wet, the public nature of their tryst leaves little time for him to prepare her fully, the luxury of time is not on their side, but in their desperation neither one of them cares. It stings, the fullness of him pushing against her, but it’s a pleasurable hurt.

Her breaths leave her mouth in shallow pants as he pistons his hips into her, lifting one of her legs to hook her thigh around his hip. She wraps her arms around his neck, clinging to him as he rocks into her, his forehead pushed up against hers.

“Filthy slut,” he grits out, “bet you’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you?”

“Y-yeah…” she whines, feeling his fingers press tighter into the meat of her thigh.

His brow furrows, and he grunts, his pace becoming sloppy and erratic. While the ache builds steadily inside of her, she worries he’ll finish before she does. The thought is fleeting, and as though he’s read her mind, the hand not gripping her thigh slips between them, fingers rubbing tight circles against her bud. She clenches around him, the added stimulation serving to intensify the tightening in her lower belly.

“That’s it,” he mutters, “come on.”

He pulsates inside of her, knocking against a spot that makes her tip over the edge suddenly, and she lets out a choked cry, a rolling wave of weightlessness travelling from her head to her toes. Her walls spasm around him and he pushes himself in to the hilt, a groan of relief escaping him as he spills himself inside of her.

They stay like that for a few moments, both catching their breath as their bodies relax. He grins as he pulls back slightly, before leaning in to pepper her face with soft, playful kisses.

“Tommy!” She huffs a laugh, swatting at his shoulder.

He slips out of her, stepping back to tuck himself away and fasten his belt. “Thought we weren’t supposed to be using our names? Part of the fun was pretending we don’t know each other.”

She scoffs, putting her gusset back into place as she feels his spend start to drip out of her, and smooths her skirt back down. “Think you ruined that when you ordered my drink without asking what I wanted. A stranger wouldn’t know I like gin and tonic!”

Tom rolls his eyes and chuckles, offering his arm for her to take. “Right, right. Well, I’ll remember for next time. Whatever you need for me to fulfill your fantasies.”

“Right now, my only fantasy is being at home in bed. That pub is horrible,” she tells him as they begin to walk down the street arm in arm.

“You wanted the uniform. I wasn’t gonna take us somewhere someone we know would see and take the piss.”

She laughs, gripping his arm tighter as she looks up at him. “Was fun though, wasn’t it?”

He gazes down at her with hooded eyes as they continue to walk. “I’ve had worse nights.”

#tom bennett x reader #tom bennett smut #tom bennett fan fiction #tom bennett x you #tom bennett x y/n #tom bennett imagine #tom bennett #ewan mitchell #tom bennett fanfiction #tom bennett fanfic #tom bennett fan fic #tom bennett world on fire #world on fire tom bennett #world on fire #world on fire fan fiction #world on fire fanfiction #world on fire fanfic #world on fire fan fic

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lenoraah · 8 months

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𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

pairing - arthur leclerc x reader!reader

summary - reader loves books and reading, when Arthur and reader get together, it’s like she has the dream book boyfriend

a/n - I need book recommendations; here’s mine, the ENTIRE agggtm series

★ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

“Wes Bennet,”

“Who?”

“You know the main male lead from Better Than The Movies.” Y/n’s hand grazes Arthur’s and he gives her a confused look. “You know, the guy Liz falls in love with instead of Michael Young. We’re kind of like them,”

“But enemies to lovers isn’t our trope,” Arthur makes a face and Y/n immediately grins.

”Ha! I knew you remember,” She kisses his cheek and gently slides off the side of the bed, walking towards her stack of books.

Arthur stare at her as she hummed while carefully putting her books back into the middle shelf and taking one out from a higher shelf. She smiles, her eyes glistening in the sunlight, as she talks back towards him with her book in her arms.

She gets into bed and pulls the blankets over herself, curling up against the wall. Arthur is on the other side with his computer on his lap and coffee sitting on the nightstand beside him.

“You know I’ve read so many books and have basically been with so many guys through fiction, and you’re not like any of them. You’re like my own book boyfriend. Only better and real and mine.” She whispers as she leans forward.

Arthur smiles a little and he leans in closer. The two look into each other’s eyes before closing them, grazing each other’s lips and finally fully closing the gap.

“Which of your book boyfriends am I most like?” He caresses her jaw and she leans into his shoulder.

“None, baby, none. You’re in a league of your own.”

#arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc x y/n #arthur leclerc imagine #arthur leclerc fluff #formula racing #f2 #f2 imagine #f2 x reader #better than the movies #wes bennett #liz buxbaum #original post #original writing

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happilyhertale · 1 year

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Destiny is all - Osferth x female!reader, Part 1

Summary: You are Finan's sister. You live in a village in Scotland, near the border with Northumbria. You lead a quiet life until your brother decides to visit you with his boys and your life changes completely.

Pairing: Osferth x fem!reader

Author’s note: Hey you (:

Now I am finally sharing my little Osferth story with you. The events are a little different from the story in the series. (No, Osferth will not die either). I hope you will enjoy it! English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 2.2 k

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Other stories of mine

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The sun, which has been high in the sky all day, is slowly tilting towards the earth. Four men ride silently side by side. Every now and then an exhausted grunt can be heard. As soon as the grunt is silenced, it is usually answered with another grunt. They have been riding like this for days now. Uhtred, Finan, Sihtric and Osferth are on their way from the northernmost point in Scotland back to Wessex.

The men are exhausted by the long distance they have already covered on horseback. The not very restful nights they have already spent in various forests do not diminish their exhaustion.

"Lord. We could spend the night in a village today," Finan says after another grunt.

Uhtred turns slightly in Finan's direction, "If we ride through the night, we should be in Northumbria by tomorrow"

"But Lord… We should stop and rest. I'm tired of the sight of my horse's head... his ears in particular," Osferth chimes in.

Sihtric turns to Uhtred as well, "I wouldn't say no either"

Osferth continues to nod in agreement.

Uhtred sighs, "Very well… The next village is headed for"

"We would have a place to sleep there for sure too," Finan says to Uhtred with a grin. Uhtred sees Finan's grin and becomes curious.

"Do you have a sweetheart up here?" asks Uhtred with raised eyebrows.

"Not exactly. My family lives there and we could sleep and eat there"

"What? I thought you were from Ireland," Osferth looks at him questioningly.

Finan nods, "We're originally from Ireland. But my parents moved over with me and my sister"

Uhtred just shakes his head with a smile.

The men rode on again in silence. Every now and then a grunt can be heard. But it was a done deal, they were on their way to Finan's family.

You stand in front of your little house. The evening sun shines on your face and you enjoy it. You close your eyes for a moment. Your little house is located on the edge of a village, near the forest. You enjoy the peace and quiet that the location offers you, and that you can let your gaze wander into the forest at any time as soon as the hustle and bustle of the village becomes too much for you. Slowly you open your eyes again and take a deep breath. You still want to water the flower bed before you retire for the evening. As you put the bucket down, you hear noises in the forest behind you. You turn around, but in the twilight you can't really see if anyone is there. Out of habit, you reach for the dagger tucked under the skirt of your dress.

"Who is there?" you ask in a firm voice.

But instead of an answer, you only hear the rustling of the bushes at the edge of the forest.

Suddenly a Dane steps out of the forest and you instinctively hold up your dagger. You are ready to defend yourself. Your breath catches in your throat, but the Dane just grins at you. "Finan! I didn't know that your parents can also produce something beautiful", the Dane says.

Finan? How does he know your brother...?

"Aye! Lord! Shut up!", Finan suddenly stands next to the Dane. Your lungs fill with air again as you see your brother smiling at you from a short distance away.

You don't hesitate for long. "Finan!" you shout and run towards him. You throw your arms around his neck. He wraps his arms tightly around you.

"Heey... my little one," he says softly and presses you closer to him.

You sob a little. He loosens the embrace and takes your face in his hands, "Ey... y/n.... If I had known ya missed me so much, I would have stopped by sooner," he smiles at you. You wipe tears from your face and have to laugh for a moment.

"What are ya doing here?" you finally ask your brother.

"We're just passing through and I thought we were due for a visit"

Only now do you become aware and remember the Dane. But when you look behind Finan, you see two other men standing there. But your gaze immediately falls on the blond monk. However, he immediately averts his gaze from you when he realises that he has been caught staring. Now you notice another Dane. Somehow you seem to like this mixture of the troupe. Finan turns around as well, "Sorry y/n. This is Uhtred, Sihtric and our baby Monk, Osferth"

You notice the monk giving Finan a warning look. The Danes, on the other hand, give you a friendly nod. Finan turns back to you, "Where are mother and father? Are they in the house? We are starving!" Finan is all euphoric.

You gently touch his forearm, "Finan...", you speak softly. He looks at you, but you only shake your head slightly.

"What...?" he whispers, sadness crossing his face.

"The fever took them last winter... First mother, then father..." you whisper.

He shakes his head slightly now too and you wrap your arms around him. After a short silence, you hear Finan murmur into your hair, "You're here all alone?"

You nod, "That must be enough for you now"

He just nods slowly and you can still see the sadness in his face.

You smile up at him, "Come, let's go into the house... I've put on some soup"

Together you go into the house. The men sit down at the table and you serve them the soup. There is not much talking at first, as they simply enjoy the warm meal. When they have finished, you prepare ale for everyone. Light conversation now fills the room. Osferth tries to comfort Finan, to say something nice about your parents. But Finan doesn't want to hear about it at the moment. After a while you take the dagger, which is again under your skirt and presses uncomfortably against your thigh, and put it on the table.

"Feisty... You always carry a dagger with you?", the Dane, Uhtred asks you. You look at him a little amused, "Men sometimes don't understand what 'no' means. So it can't hurt to have something with you to back up your opinion"

Uhtred grins and raises his cup "I'm afraid that's true"

You grin at him and join him in a toast.

When there is a knock at the door, you get up and go over. You open the door and your good mood is immediately dampened.

"Edward... what do ya want here?" you ask, a little annoyed. Alarmed by your tone, Finan looks at the door. From the door, there is no view of the table and so Edward does not notice that he is now being overheard by four guys.

"Y/n... I thought... maybe you'd like some company tonight...?"

He is visibly drunk and grinning at you.

"No, Edward. I told you the other day that it wasn't going to happen again"

Finan's expression darkens.

"Oh come on... Don't you miss it...?" he winks at you.

"What would she miss?"

You startle a little as Finan suddenly stands behind you. Edward looks startled too and just stammers around. Words like "nothing" and "just making sure everything is okay" leave his mouth.

"Good. And do not worry, everything is fine here," Finan lets Edward know as he closes the door.

You look at him indignantly, "Finan! I can handle it myself!"

He just walks back to the table and takes a big gulp of ale. You stand in the room a little speechless. You look at Finan and shoot daggers at him. But Finan continues to stand with his back to you and does not look at you.

Sihtric and Uhtred just grin and look at each other. But you notice Osferth looking at you again. He is probably shocked that a woman would seek the company of a man even though she is not married. You sigh softly and go back to the table. You sit down and shake your head slightly.

Finan looks at you again, "What...? You're my sister. I'll always look out for ya. And... the last time I was here, ya liked Edward, didn't ya?"

"I did," you emphasise, "Until I found him between another woman's thighs"

Osferth chokes on his ale and you look at him somewhat amused. He has to grin now, too, and he wipes the ale running down his chin with his hand. You have to chuckle a little, but somehow you like the sight.

But Finan turns your attention back to himself, "He did what? That bastard... Let me go to him..." Finan is about to get up, but you pull him down by his arm.

"No... There's no need for that. That's done and in the past. Really," you smile at him, but Finan doesn't really look convinced.

He just grumbles something to himself and drinks from his ale. You stroke his arm gently.

The later the hour gets, the louder the conversations become. You laugh a lot and talk to each other across the table. You enjoy having your brother and his friends with you. At some point, Uhtred has persuaded you to show him how you can defend yourself against men with your hands if you don't have your dagger with you. But it always ends up with Uhtred putting his arm around your neck from behind or you just giggle and somehow try to bring Uhtred down.

Eventually you sit down at the table again. You are still a little out of breath when Osferth, who is now sitting next to you, addresses you directly, "Lady... isn't it dangerous for a woman to live here alone?"

Uhtred interjects, "Well... if the possible attacker just stands still and doesn't fight back, then y/n has a chance to defend herself," Uhtred grins at you.

But you do not answer Uhtred, instead you kick him under the table.

Uhtred laughs as you turn back to Osferth, smiling.

You look at him curiously now, "Would it be safer for a woman somewhere else?"

He scratches the back of his neck, "Well... if you were at least in company... and there was no Edward lurking outside your door"

You have to chuckle a little and notice a smile forming around his lips too as it dawns on you. "Ooh yes! I'll come with ya"

Now Finan chokes on his ale and Uhtred grins again. As he calms down, he looks at you, "No way. You're safer here than being out with us"

"Finan!" you utter indignantly, but he just shakes his head.

When Sihtric speaks up, "Honestly, she's probably safer with the four of us. There's no one here to look after her"

Uhtred nods slowly in conviction.

"And if we go into battle?", Finan looks slightly overwhelmed.

"Then of course I won't be there. Then I'll cook you dinner in the meantime... Or keep the bed warm," you answer with a grin. As a sister, you know what drives Finan up the wall.

He gives you a warning look and continues to shake his head, "That's not funny... and that's out of the question"

He stands up and goes outside to pee.

Now you shake your head and stand up.

"Guys... It's late... I'm going to sleep now. This will not end well here otherwise"

Sihtric and Uhtred nod at you. Osferth smiles slightly at you, "Good night lady y/n" and you return his smile.

When Finan returns, he sees that you have gone to bed. He sighs and sits back down at the table with the boys. Uhtred's gaze is on Finan, "You know it would be the right decision. She's here all alone, and I'm sure Edward's not the only one knocking on her door"

Finan gives him a warning look.

"I'm just saying. Your parents aren't here anymore, she has no one here to look after her. And with us, she'd have four men by her side looking after her", Uhtred continues

Silence now reigns at the table as the boys continue to drink their ale. Until Finan just nods and gets up from the table again. "Okay... But if even one of ya tries to hit on my sister..." he adds warningly before disappearing into an adjacent room.

The next morning you come out of your chamber. Three men lie on furs on the floor. Light snoring fills the room. You leave the house and go into the garden behind it. Everything is still quiet, a few birds are chirping. You watch as the sun slowly rises and makes the shadows of the forest look less threatening.

Suddenly Finan is standing next to you. You are startled and flinch briefly.

"Holy Lord! Finan!", you lightly punch his arm. He says nothing, but smiles slightly. He also looks in the direction of the sunrise.

"Ya can come with us. Although I know it's dangerous for ya to accompany us... But I also have to admit that it's probably more dangerous for ya to stay here alone..."

You smile at him.

Slowly he looks in your direction, "Ya have to listen to me though"

You grin at him, "I never have Finan"

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jazzsonly · 7 months

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ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ

pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)

warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.

summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship

part two. (coming soon!)

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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.

you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.

"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.

"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.

was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.

"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.

"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.

“you know, communicate.”

"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.

"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.

"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.

"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.

"fuck, man."

fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."

you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.

"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.

"nah I got a bike."

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maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.

you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,

"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.

"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"

"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.

you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.

"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—

"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"listen, I don't wanna argu—

"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.

"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.

"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."

"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.

"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.

"maddy—"

"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.

“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.

"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."

you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."

you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.

"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.

"stay."

"i just—

"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.

if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio

"please, baby."

you sigh, sitting back down.

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻

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auras-moonstone · 10 months

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Hey,

Can you write a mini story of Jack and the reader. And can the trope be a fake dating for the media. Also can you the reader as an actress as well. And during their fake dating fling, they developed their feelings for each other but weren’t that sure to admit. So Jack calls it off and starts dating another girl. Later on, he realizes he still has feelings for the reader. And you can write the ending, please surprise me!

hi! i love this trope😫 hope you enjoy it🤍!

lost in translation — jack champion

word count: 2,944

pairing: jack champion x fem!reader

summary: y/n and jack are working on a rom-com together and are asked to fake date. feelings bloom and jack calls it off, breaking y/n’s heart and, as collateral damage, their friendship.

author’s note: this is me claiming my love for louis partdrige (he’s so pretty😫) and lynn painter (read her books she’s amazing)

Y/N HAD ALWAYS BEEN A BIG ROMCOM LOVER, SO WHEN SHE GOT THE ROLE OF LIZ ON THE ADAPTATION OF BETTER THAN THE MOVIES, SHE WAS ON CLOUD NINE. She met Jack (the boy who was going to play Wes, her love interest) on the chemistry read and the director instantly fell in love with their dynamic, and that’s how they got the role.

During the shooting, Y/N and Jack developed a close friendship. But the fans of the well-known rom-com book started shipping them even when the content the community managers shared was very scarce—just a few pictures of them on their breaks or during the filming, and some bloopers. The whole media kept talking about them, about how good they looked together, how their chemistry transcended the screen; and so the people involved in the publicity of the movie made a decision.

“You want us to what?” Y/N asked dumbfounded.

“To fake-date. The press tour is about to start, and we think you two dating can really boost the excitement for the movie” the head of publicity stated. “We can’t actually make you do it, as it wasn’t originally in the contract, but we think this is a great idea. The people love you”.

Y/N looked at Jack, who hadn’t moved a muscle ever since the suggestion. “Jack? What do you think?”.

“Can we talk about it? Alone?” he asked to the man in front of them, who reluctantly nodded before leaving the office. “I honestly don’t know shit about publicity, but if they think it’s going to help, then we should do it”.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

Jack nodded “It’s you the one who doesn’t seem sure”.

“I don’t have a problem with fake dating you, I just don’t want our friendship to become weird or anything, because I value it a lot” Y/N told him. Jack’s heart broke, knowing how hard it was for her to establish friendships after her old friends started acting weird and became more interested in the events she could take them to rather than in her well-being and life. He knew he was one of her only real friends and now felt bad she had been put in such a spot.

“Hey, no. It won’t, it’ll be just like when we were filming, right? Just that we will do it in public” Jack tried to reassure her, pulling her into a hug.

“Okay… let’s just promise that if we get uncomfortable or if it’s becoming too much, we’ll be honest with each other and call this thing off, okay? Our friendship is way more important that the publicity” she said, looking him in the eyes.

Jack smiled, and showed her his little finger “I pinky promise”. Y/N laughed, wrapping her pinky with his.

And so their fake relationship began, not knowing that no promises could stop the feelings that were meant to evolve.

THEY COULDN’T REALLY TELL THE EXACT MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED. The shift in their relationship was so natural and gradual that they almost didn’t notice.

Everything was done more often—dates, kisses, hand holding—, physical touch seemed to be a need now—it could be just intertwined fingers or his arms wrapped around her shoulders and hers around his waist—, longing glances when the other wasn’t looking, eyes drifting to each other’s lips everytime one of them was talking. They even had dates out of the public sight—even though none of them called it a ‘date’, they simply convinced theirselves it was a friendly hang out. They slept at each other’s houses, waking up the following day with Jack’s arms draped around her waist while her back was pressed against his front or, their personal favorite, Y/N’s head on his chest and arms around his torso while Jack’s was wrapped around her shoulders pressing her more against his chest.

So yes, it was so slow and felt so natural that it took them time to realize they had fallen for each other. Both of them had completely different reactions—while Y/N decided she was going to take a risk and confess her feelings, Jack’s fears blinded him. It’s not that he didn’t want to admit his feelings, but everytime the option of confessing crossed his mind the words she spoke came to him: “I just don’t want our friendship to become weird or anything, because I value it a lot”. Y/N had been so scared of their friendship being ruined because of the fake dating thing, Jack knew keeping his feelings hidden was the best option. But also, he couldn’t keep hurting himself and that was exactly what he was doing by pretending to be her boyfriend when he wanted it to be real.

Friday came around, meaning it was their sleepover day. They had just finished eating the spaghetti Y/N made, and were about to choose a movie to watch when Jack decided to speak up at the same time Y/N opened her mouth to confess.

“Oh, sorry. You can tell me” Jack told her. Y/N shook her head, signalling him to go ahead. “I have been thinking and I think we should call the fake dating thing off”.

Y/N’s mouth was open, yet no words came out of it. She had been thinking for days what the best way to express her feelings for him would be. She had a whole speech planned and was now left speechless.

“Oh… okay, if you feel is the best thing” she faked her best smile, while trying not to fall apart right in front of his eyes. “I just… need to ask, is everything okay? I mean, this is very sudden”.

“I just feel this is becoming too much, and you said we should be honest with each other” he simply answered.

Y/N nodded playing with the remote control in her hand. It was clear, he felt uncomfortable being her fake boyfriend because he only saw her as a friend. “Right, yeah. Thank you for telling me, then. We should talk to the head of publicity tomorrow. The press tour is almost over, so there shouldn’t be any problem”

“Cool” Jack nodded. He should’ve felt relieved that she took it so well, but instead, he felt sad. Maybe even disappointed in the fact that she didn’t fight the decision. And he also felt angry at himself for expecting so much of her part when it wasn’t her fault that he had fallen for her and she didn’t feel the same.

Jack had wanted to save their friendship so bad, he didn’t realize that the conversation had been the first crack in the glass.

Y/N REALLY DID TRY TO NOT LET THE CIRCUMSTANCES INFLUENCE THEIR FRIENDSHIP, BUT THEY WERE SLOWLY DRIFTING APART. The texts were becoming less frequent and drier, the hang outs were brief and filled with awkwardness and so were their conversations.

The publicists thanked all the gods that the press tour was over, because they had never seen two people have less chemistry than Jack and Y/N. It was so hard for everyone to comprehend how two people whose eyes used to spark when they were around the other suddenly became lifeless.

But their breaking point came a few weeks later, it was the thing that made them stop talking for good. No more texting at all, no hanging out—alone or in public—no conversations, no looking at each other, no interactions at all.

Y/N was watching a movie with her friends, Millie and Louis, when Millie suddenly gasped. Y/N and Louis laughed “Mills, if you are with your phone while we’re watching a movie at least be discreet” the girl said, but Millie didn’t laugh or apologise, she just stared at her with saddened eyes, which made Y/N frown. “Is everything okay?”.

“When was the last time you opened social media?” she asked, while Louis took her phone to see what she was looking at.

Y/N saw him clench his jaw, which made her feel more confused “Um, I barely use my phone anymore, just to text… why? You’re scaring me, guys” she laughed nervously, trying to take a peek at the phone but Louis hid it quickly “Lou, give me the phone”.

The boy sitting next to her shook his head “It’s not the best idea”.

“Tell me what is going on, please. You’re making me anxious” Y/N’s voice was almost begging.

Millie sighed “It’s a picture someone took of Jack… he’s with a girl. They are… holding hands and exiting a restaurant”.

“Let me see” Y/N said extending her hand, but Louis just refused to do it. “Louis. Phone. Now”.

“Come on, Y/N/N, don’t be a masochist” Louis told her.

“I’m just going to see it on my phone later, so what you’re trying to do is useless” Y/N pointed out.

Louis sighed in defeat and gave her Millie’s phone. Y/N stared at the picture—Jack was looking as gorgeous as ever and her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. She missed him so fucking much, she hadn’t heard his voice in days (now she knew why, he was too busy). And then her eyes trailed to the girl holding his hand. She was very pretty—tall, long legs, blonde, muscular, stylish—and Y/N couldn’t help but compare herself with her.

“Stop it, I know what you’re doing and just don’t” Louis said, turning the phone off. “You’re gorgeous and way too good for him. It’s his loss, and he doesn’t deserve you”.

Y/N broke down for the first time in weeks, her feelings had been bottled up and the glass that held them inside finally exploded. Louis quickly put his arms around her, and Millie joined them in a heartbeat.

“I still have the fucking premiere” she cried harder when she remembered “What if- what if he goes with her? I can’t go”.

“Are you kidding me? You’re not going to miss the premiere. You work so hard for this! It’s your favorite rom-com and you are the main protagonist!” Millie said. “This is your dream. And you’re not going to let this ruin it”.

“I know, Mills. But I won’t be able to handle it. He’s going to be there, and even if she’s not there, I know he’s with her and looking at him knowing that will kill me” Y/N said, brushing away the tears. “Besides I can’t face that alone”.

“You’re not going to be alone. I’ll go with you” Louis offered.

“You actually had a great idea for once!” Millie exclaimed, making Louis roll his eyes and Y/N let out a little laugh. “Lou will be there for moral support, and you won’t feel alone. But you are definitely not going to miss your premiere”.

“Thank you, guys. I love you”

JACK’S MIND HAD BEEN A MESS LATELY. Y/N stopped responding his texts, it’s been two weeks with no signs of her. He would’ve been worried if he hadn’t seen the instagram stories her friends, Millie and Louis, posted with her. So it didn’t take a genius to realize she was ignoring him on purpose, and he didn’t have a clue why. He missed her so much, it was driving him insane. Jack wanted to go back to that night and take back everything he had said, they still would be fine if he hadn’t opened his mouth.

Jack thought that by cutting off the deal, they would go back to being friends and his feelings would have eventually faded away. He even started dating a girl he meet at the gym, but Y/N lingered on his mind all day, every day. And when the day of the premiere came, his eyes searched for her figure as soon as he arrived to the red carpet.

Jack’s smile widened when he saw her. She looked absolutely breathtaking—as always—but then his smile fell when he realized she was with someone else.

“Can you at least be a little less obvious?” Kate asked.

“Sorry” Jack apologised. “Thank you for coming with me, even after our breakup”.

“It isn’t a break up if we weren’t really together. It was just a couple of dates to benefit the other. You needed to get your mind off her, I needed to get my mind off my ex” she answered. “Although I have to say, I don’t know if me coming was the best idea”.

“Maybe not” Jack said, stopping for a picture “I just couldn’t face it alone”.

“He’s with her” Y/N said to Louis, faking smiles as the photographers flashed their cameras at them.

“I know. I’ve been feeling his stare ever since we arrived” Louis replied. “He’s totally jealous, I can feel it”.

Y/N shook her head “You’re speaking nonsense”

“Nope, I know what I’m talking about. And I get it, you’re looking incredibly stunning and you have an eye-candy with extremely good bone-structure on your arm”

“And with a big ego” she added with a laugh. “Let’s go, eye candy”.

“Don’t you need to take pictures with him?” Louis asked in a whisper as they approached Jack and his date.

“Yeah” Y/N sighed, chest tightening as they reached them. “Hi” she greeted, looking at Jack—who looked beyond handsome—and then set her eyes on the girl next to him. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you”.

“Kate” she greeted with a smile “And we both not that’s a lie” Kate laughed, surprising her. “It’s okay. Just, take the pictures and please, for the love of god, talk to each other!”

“Hi, I’m Louis and I’m very confused” the tall boy next to Y/N spoke up. “But I agree with the last part” he added, then looked at his friend “I’ll see you later to see the movie, okay? Let’s go…”

“Kate” the blonde girl reminded him as they walked away.

The two teenagers looked at each other, not knowing what to say. “We should… pose for the picture maybe?” Y/N broke the silence.

Jack nodded nervously “Yeah, yeah”.

He put his hand on her waist, and they both tensed. It had been so long since they were this close, their skin felt like burning and their hearts were beating at a dangerous rhythm. They only posed for a couple of seconds, yet it felt like an eternity. But once it was over, the awkwardness came back.

“Let’s go inside, our dates are waiting” she spoke up.

They entered the place, but as Y/N began to walk away, Jack’s hand grabbed hers making her stop in her tracks. “No. We need to talk first”.

“Jack, the movie is starting in a few minutes”

“A few minutes is all I need. I—we—can’t go on like this” Jack said. “I’m sorry. If I’m being honest, I don’t know exactly what I did, but I’m sorry for not trying hard enough to save our friendship”.

“That’s the thing, Jack. It isn’t your fault, it’s all on me. I’m the one who drifted apart because I didn’t know how to handle my feelings” Y/N let her guard down, willing to be completely honest. After all, their friendship was already dead.

“What do you mean?” Jack asked confused.

“I love you, Jack. I- I wanted to tell you. In fact, I planned on telling you during our last sleep over but-“

“But I called our deal off” he finished, cursing himself.

Y/N nodded “I understood that acting as my boyfriend was too much for you, because you only saw me as a friend. But I just couldn’t go back to being just your friend, I tried for a while but it was really hard. And then, you started dating her and… it killed me. I just couldn’t talk to you knowing you had someone else”.

Jack shook his head, wanting to laugh at the situation “The reason I called it off is because I fell for you, Y/N/N. I didn’t think you felt the same, and I knew how important our friendship was to you. I wanted to protect it, but instead I messed it up”

Y/N looked at him with her mouth open, and then laughed drily “Really? All this time we felt the same thing and we ruined it because we got lost in translation?” she said in a tone of disbelief “And now it’s already too late”.

“What? Why?” Jack asked surprised. “I still love you… you don’t love me anymore?”

“Of course I love you Jack, but you have a girlfriend”

“Kate is not my girlfriend. She never was” Jack told her.

“I saw the pictures, Jack”

“We went to a couple of dates, we both needed to get our minds off the people we loved. But we stopped once we realized how silly it was, we’re just friends” he explained. Jack took one step closer to her until her back touched the wall behind her “I love you and I want to be your boyfriend… that is if you aren’t dating Louis”.

Y/N laughed, her smile now impossible to erase “No, he came as a friend”

Jack smiled in relief “So…”

“So, boyfriend, we should get inside, our dates are waiting” Y/N said, a teasing smile on her face.

Jack laughed “Can I kiss you first?”

“I’m begging you” she said, grabbing the collar of his suit to push him down. Their lips met in the middle and they both smile through it “I missed this, I missed you”.

“God, I missed you too. You have no idea” he said, kissing her harder.

“Hey, this is a family friendly place” Louis’ voice interrupted them “Get inside, love birds, your movie is about to start”.

Jack and Y/N looked at each other with lovey smiles and, hand in hand, they entered the theatre to see the movie that brought them together.

#jack champion #jack champion x y/n #jack champion fluff #jack champion x reader #jackchampion #jack champion imagine #jack champion oneshot #ethan landry #louis partridge #millie bobby brown #better than the movies #liz buxbaum #wes and liz #wes bennett #jack champion fanfic

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eevee-genshin-blog · 4 months

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How'd This Happen?! Pt.2

Holy- I wasn't expecting everyone to like this; But thanks for the support! Please enjoy this part two of the story!

You stared at the now knocked out Razor. You maybe shouldn't have used a mix of Geo and Electro to knock him out... Now you felt bad, Razor wasn't one of your mains, but you did max out friendship with him. Wait a damn minute... What if this is like that one idea you read on Tumbler?! Where the higher Friendship the character had a better chance of recognizing you! That would give you at least one or two safe people per Nation!!

You're getting off track.. You shake your head and walk over to Razor, and sniff him, you couldn't rely on your human form since, one you didn't have clothes, and two you didn't want to mess up anything; After all... You liked being free and chaotic.

You huff and headbutted Razor, as hard as you could do. It didn't wake him up, but it left a bruise on him. You nudged him, to no avail.

Now how were you gonna fix this... Razor most likely had someone with him, and if they find Razor they'll find you; A black cat with a moon marking on your head, braided fur, blue, silver, and gold paint on you, and a Hilichurl mask on your side...

(The mask wouldn't work on your face, you couldn't see through it, and it was still too big even after the Hilichurls made it so small.)

Yea, this could risk you, but. What's gonna happen? You were starting to get bored now... So a chase would be fun... But you rather not, what if they realized you were the real deal? You didn't want to stay still. But you were starting to dislike the False on the throne.

Actually, you kinda wanted to punch her in the face now... But you'll let them rule for longer. You needed to wake up Razor or move him somewhere. Maybe Cyro would wake him up...

You take a deep breath and gently nuzzle Razor's neck, the boy in question still doesn't wake up. Now, you felt pretty bad about that... Maybe you shouldn't use two elements to knock someone out- A noise behind you, sounding like a person made you panic.

Without thinking, you swirl around and bite someone's leg, Electro bursts once you make contact and the person hits the ground... You let go and freeze... You knocked out Bennett...

Damn it..

You felt bad now... You dragged them into the forest mainly because you didn't want anyone to see them passed out, nor did you like the idea of leaving the to the Hilichurls... So, they were tied to a tree(with a lot of vines), but they're awake, and not every happy... Bennett's eyes fell onto you, "Erm.. H- hey there... Can you help us?"

Holy shit!! He talked to a cat?

You snorted, turning and walking off. "Hey!" "S- Stupid Weird Smelling Cat!"

After a few minutes, you found where you wanted to go.. But you hoped this wouldn't be a game of Dog and Cat... You found a clearing which hopefully was- HOLY SHIT HE'S A TITAN!!

You stared at the huge Blizzard God- Wait, can you still call Andrius a Blizzard god?

You tilt your head and look at him as he speaks, "What's a tiny cat doing here, where you could be hurt?" He had a teasing tone to it... You were confused, but shapeshifted into a wolf to properly speak to him.

"Sup?" You basically greet him, like he wasn't the literal Wolf of the North, the man who embodied wolves. He seemed amused with your antics.

"Soo... Why aren't you shocked?" You asked him, both confused and happy to speak to someone.

Andrius hums, "As a creature of Teyvat, I am connected to the land... I can realize when the Creator stands before me." You tried processing that but gave up. "So... Can you just help me with something real quick...? I can't turn into my human form right now and I need a bit of help..." You ask, somewhat nervously.

Thirty minutes later, you had brought the giant wolf to where Bennett and Razor are. Both looked horrified at the fact that you a tiny cat, summoned one of the Four Winds... You loved it.

Andrius helped you with getting the vines off of the two explorers. Though while they were shocked, you took the chance to leave after thanking Andrius.

You had no regrets... But now you wanted to meet the other Four Winds...

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