#I would love to match this with some girly fashion X)
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Henna with a Girly Twist!
@/girly.henna on Instagram is an account that focuses on creating unique designs for their henna work.
Their designs can range from floral, more ribbons, leaves, traditional patterns, rabbits, teacups, and their most recent design involved snowflakes for the winter!
I find pretty awesome on how girly styles can be expressed in different cultures. This ribbon pattern is especially cute, and I would definitely want to try this out one day!
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blondes do have more fun - e.m.
y2k eddie munson x girly reader
warnings: robin and reader get so drunk, reader is too clumsy for her own good
opposites attract masterlist
a/n: another edit and repost of this y2k series. this was the second blurb i ever wrote for them and it was heavily inspired by that one scene in 10 things i hate about you, iykyk. enjoy babes 💕
word count: 1.2k
It was an impulse decision.
So of course he would be surprised.
If you were being honest, you were a little scared to see Eddie’s reaction. Which was why you asked Nancy to tag along with you to the hair salon. Knowing she would give you her honest opinion either way.
It took over two hours to get your locks to the bleach blonde perfection you desired. Keeping your eyes off of the mirror during the entire process due to your nerves. So when the stylist finally spun your chair around, you were genuinely shocked as you fell in love upon meeting your reflection.
You had never done much with your hair over the years, besides the occasional haircut. But you were itching to try out something new. Finding yourself inspired by your latest obsession, Legally Blonde.
You had dragged Eddie to see it with you in theaters more times than you cared to admit— but he never once complained.
He had actually enjoyed it, even making a comment or two about how he thought Reese Witherspoon was pretty. Which got the wheels in your head turning, leading you into a salon chair with bleach covering your head.
“It looks amazing, hun,” Nancy gushed as you left the salon, arms linked together as you ventured deeper into the Starcourt Mall.
There was a new air of confidence about you as you walked, sipping on Orange Julius’ smoothies. You all but dragged her into Wet Seal to help you find the perfect outfit for later. Steve was hosting yet another rager, which had become a recurring weekend event amongst your friend group.
After many trips to the fitting room (and an impromptu fashion show), you eventually walked out of the mall with a mini black dress and matching pair of platform sandals.
You decided to keep this new look under wraps for the rest of the day, waiting until Steve’s party to reveal it to everyone.
As you walked into the male’s home you kept your head high, pushing through the crowd of tipsy college kids to find your friends. Eddie was going to meet you here after band practice had wrapped up. But you couldn’t help but feel your nerves stirring in your stomach.
What if he hated it?
Logically you knew it didn’t matter, it was your hair after all. But you still wanted him to like it nonetheless.
You spotted Robin and Steve in the living room, bounding over to them with a smile. They were clearly in the middle of a squabble of some sort, but Robin’s face lights up once she sees you.
It was quite obvious she was already wasted, her cheeks thoroughly flushed as she stumbled towards you. Steve’s eyes widen in surprise, attempting to reign her back in but she easily shrugs him off.
“Oh my god, Nance told me it looked good. But it’s way better than I could’ve imagined!” She squealed, pulling you into a hug as you just laughed.
She leans closer to your ear, hanging onto your arm for support, “Dude… Eddie is gonna lose it. It’s giving Pam Anderson and Elle Woods— you look hot.”
You felt your cheeks warm from her words, as Steve is finally able to tug her off of you with an annoyed expression. You hadn’t even thought about that, taking a glance down at your attire. It was very reminiscent of an outfit you’d seen Ms. Anderson sporting on the cover of one of those trashy tabloid magazines recently.
Robin was right, per usual but it only makes you more anxious for your boyfriend to arrive.
You make your way over to the kitchen to pour yourself a drink, nearly chugging it in an attempt to make your nerves disappear. But one drink quickly turns into four and having not eaten much before you arrived— you became very drunk, very fast.
So drunk that you didn’t even notice when Eddie finally did arrive, after a very concerned phone call from Steve.
The brunette was already having to babysit Robin, but now he was struggling to keep you both in check. Chasing the two of you around his house, your chorus of giggles barely being heard above the bubbly pop music. Eddie arrives soon after that phone call, searching frantically through the crowd of people to find you.
However it didn’t take him very long to do so.
A crowd had begun to form in Steve’s dining room, as you pulled Robin up onto his table with you. Both of you dancing drunkenly on the top of it, letting the heavy bass pump through you. The both of you ignore the whistles and shouts from the crowd, raising your hands above your head.
Eddie had finally pushed his way to the front of the crowd, watching in amusement as you got a little too into the gyration of your hips. Not a care in the world as you tossed your head back. Seemingly forgetting about the large chandelier that hung behind you. That amusement turns to slight horror as the back of your head smacks right against the light fixture.
A combination of the impact and the alcohol has you feeling lightheaded, your knees start to wobble. Robin gasps in shock, attempting to grab on to your wrist but fails miserably as you lose your balance. Letting you fall back into the crowd and right into a pair of strong arms.
Your vision is blurred and your head starts to spin as the person quickly carries you out of the room, cradling you against their chest. In your inebriated and dizzy state you don’t realize it’s the metalhead you’ve been waiting to see all night.
You squirm in his arms, attempting to get him to put you down, “Excuse me— I have a boyfriend.” You huff, pushing against their denim clad shoulder, “Put me down!”
The pout adorning your lips causes him to chuckle, immediately recognizing the sound. You blink your lashes rapidly as your boyfriend’s face finally comes into focus. That pout is quickly replaced with a toothy grin, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning up to kiss him.
Eddie kisses you back gently, kicking the door shut behind him. He sits you both down on the bed, now in the comfort of Steve’s guest room. You snuggle up into his chest immediately, playing with his dark curls.
“Glad you’ve finally come back down to earth, love,” he hums, "Is your head feeling okay?”
You sigh happily, nodding as Eddie begins to feel the back of your head. Carefully inspecting it to make sure you haven’t done any significant damage. You wince as he finds a tender spot, the male pressing a light kiss to it.
“So you dye your hair and go completely off the rails,” he sighs, shaking his head. “I’m just glad I got here when I did.”
His concerned tone makes you giggle nonetheless, leaning up to press a sloppy kiss against his jaw. The room had finally stopped spinning, and you felt ready to get back to the party.
“You know what they say, Eds, blondes have more fun.”
Eddie just rolls his eyes at you fondly, ruffling your freshly dyed locks.
“Uh huh, sure they do, sweetheart.”
#the freak writes 🫧#my series: opposites attract 🫧#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson one shot#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x fem!reader fluff#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x y/n#y2k!eddie munson x girly reader#y2k!eddie munson#early 2000s!eddie munson
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MRS CHRIS | c. dixon
summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs chris'. [social media AU.]
pairing: fem!reader x chris dixon (chrismd)
faceclaim: eva meloche
notes: first piece for mrs chris out of the wag universe. eva is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs chris, hopefully you like it!
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yourinstagram charity match this week, plus some other fun tidbits
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user that outfit 🤩
user I knew she was a rhode girly 💅
taliamar soooo pretty 🤍🤍🤍
stephan_tries the only person who is safe from my slander in the commentary box
yourinstagram it's because without me you would've been cancelled a loooooong time ago
stephan_tries best pr manager in the biz
user my idol tbh
user you radiate good energy
chrismd10 another day, another slay 😚
yourinstagram please never speak again
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chrismd10 there's norway this is my job
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faithlouisak my daughter's gonna see that picture one day
user get y/n on it now!!!
user creating more work for y/n by posting ethan's ass pics
user couple goals 😩💅
user when he makes her job harder 🤩🤩🤩
user chris hitting the glow-up hard 🤤
user y/n knew what his potential was 🤍
user they started dating and he just got hotter??
user that harry shot was lethal 🫣
user sick video 👍🏽
yourinstagram why must you do this to me? do you hate me?
behzinga I'm sorry
yourinstagram I'm letting you go
chrismd10 sorry mate
yourinstagram you're next md
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yourinstagram norway for the week <3 at shoots and scrubbing ass pics from the internet 🫶🏼
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user she's just so pretty 🫠
chrismd10 good luck with that 🫣
yourinstagram you can explain to olive why her dad's bum is all over the internet one day christopher
faithlouisak aunty y/n would NEVER do that to her beloved neice
yourinstagram my literal baby girl 😭
user y/n drinking wine to ignore her boyfriend and other clients being stupid
user literally every person in the new video, apart from danny, is a part of y/n's client base
user how does she do this shit
user girl has managed to stop HARRY LEWIS from getting cancelled, I'm convinced she can do anything
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yourinstagram mixing work with pleasure apparently..
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user EAT HIM UP Y/N
user in the words arthur television: she gagged him
calfreezy send kart 21 down the river
user chris on a ladder is so funny to me 😭
maxbalegde sexy pr lady, come over right NOW, you look too good to not be at my place of residence
yourinstagram be right there xx
user casual london fashion week pic on the 2nd slide x
yourinstagram humble bragging 😩
user I want her life 😭😭
user ikr literally hanging out with all your friends because you manage their image? sign me up
yourinstagram rlly easy guys, just date a famous youtuber and have a media and communications degree xxxx just so easy!!
chrismd10 never forget where you came from.. me
yourinstagram okay mr arsenal bedsheets x
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yourinstagram I got my Greece trip- I mean video... and got to pick which extras to bring along......
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user quick everyone act shocked that chris is there
user oh my gosh.. no way, chris? I am so surprised
yourinstagram I appreciate the effort guys 🥲
user she just is that bitch 😭
user you know she's got every single one of those men wrapped around her finger
arthurtv i wasn't one of the chosen ones 💔
yourinstagram because im tired of you and chris sharing a bed and me sleeping on the hotel couch
chrismd10 foiled again arthur
calfreezy send me this pic you traitor
user pr manager/photographer
yourinstagram I need a pay rise
chrismd10 thanks for stowing me away in your suitcase xx
user she's mothering I love it
user so hot
user major fitty ❤️🔥🤩
taliamar so true
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chrismd10 constantly reminding me who she is in that first photo. happiest of birthdays to my pr manager and nothing else!
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user happy birthday y/n the pr manager!!
user a y/n photo dump is my favourite kind!!
user spoil us chris!!
wroetoshaw happy birthday y/n!
faithlouisak my wife's birthday 🤩
ksi happy birthday to the goat
user chris and y/n be sappy challenge
callux the queen! happy birthday!!
vikkstagram happy birthday mrs chris!! thanks for everything
yourinstagram thank your lucky stars you posted all nice pictures or I would've deleted your youtube channel xxxx
user Y/N PLEASE 😭
#chrismd x reader#chrismd#chris michael dixon#chrismd imagine#chrismd oneshot#cel's social media aus#chris dixon x reader
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A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS ━━ LN4.
sometimes the right words are hard to come across, and sometimes everything you need to say can be captured in an image.
( lando norris x photographer!reader )
━━ part seven.
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yourusername february has come too soon… thank you to these wonderful lads for all they’ve done for me in the short time i’ve gotten to work with them. i’ve been a manchester city girlie my whole life, and getting to see the time and effort all of these men have devoted to this team and this sport ensures i’ll stay a manchester city girlie for the rest of it. but it’s lights out and away we go, and it’s time i get myself back into some papaya 🧡
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mancity Training won’t be the same without you!
↳ yourusername can’t say i’ll miss all the times i was nearly clocked in the head by a ball, but i’ll definitely miss all the happy smiles 🩵
↳ mancity And we’ll miss yours! 🩵
jackgrealish you better not forget about us
↳ yourusername as if i ever could!! i’ll even wear sky blue in the paddock on match days if i have to 🫢
↳ mclaren 😨
↳ jackgrealish real talk though, it was wonderful working with you. you’re an incredibly skilled photographer and having you around was loads of fun. we’ll miss you lots, but we’ll be cheering you on with the mclaren lads
↳ yourusername you’re gonna make me cry grealo 😭
erling.haaland we will miss you!
mclaren Can’t wait to have you back in the garage with us Y/N! We’ve been missing you around here 🧡
↳ yourusername can’t wait to be back! i’ve missed you dearly mclaren admin
↳ mclaren Our love has grown stronger with the distance 😌
↳ yourusername that it has 😉
kevindebruyne great time working with you! best of luck with your future endeavors 😁👍
oscarpiastri you look better in orange anyways
↳ yourusername since when were you a fashion expert??
↳ oscarpiastri it’s better if i don’t say… 😔
philfoden you gotta come have one last celebration with us before you go!
↳ yourusername if i did that, i’m pretty sure i’d be too hungover to make it to my other job
↳ philfoden maybe that’s the plan 👀👀 if you can’t get there then you’re stuck with us
chloekelly come work with the girlies next time babes! we’re jealous the boys hogged you all for themselves 😜
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mclaren the muses and the artist
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yourusername i had no idea this was being taken…
↳ mclaren We felt the need to share your beauty with the world! 😁
↳ yourusername you just wanted to show me off and prove i’m back with mclaren
↳ mclaren And if we did? 😁
oscarpiastri when the photographer becomes the photographed
user THE LADS AND LADY ARE BACK
user y/n is my favourite part of f1 actually sorry mclaren 🫣🫣🫣
↳ user i think the admin understands with the way they flirt in the comments lmao
user 🧡🧡 MCLAREN 2024 WORLD SUPREMACY 🧡🧡
user i’ve been following y/n’s stint over with the football club and i’ve been so jealous waiting for her to come back to mclaren!! her photos are on a whole different level of skill and i can’t wait to see oscar and lando’s smiling faces in her style again!!
user awww i’m kinda sad she left man city, i really liked her work and it was like a crossover of my two favourite sports teams ☹️
↳ user me too, but if she worked during the off season with them then she might do it again next year or during the summer
↳ user i think the 24/25 premier league season starts up again in mid august, but the f1 summer off season is supposed to end in late august so i don’t think that would really give her enough time to start a gig
↳ user that’s a shame
↳ user not necessarily! footballers do get a bit of a break to take vacations and recover mentally and physically during the summer, but a lot of them are back at their clubs a good chunk of time before the new season starts. assuming man city makes it to the finals in the champions league, their last confirmed scheduled match will be on june 1st, and the 24/25 premier league season starts on august 17th, which means they’ll probably be back at etihad in late july/early august if not sooner
↳ user at the very least, i hope her time with man city has gotten more people interested in f1 🙌
↳ user i’m not too sure… when she started dating ward apparently there was lots of backlash from city fans so who knows what the overall perception of her is over there
↳ user still shocked about that, i had kinda thought her and lando were together since they seem so close 🤔🤔
user mclaren admin please post more y/n behind the scenes bc she doesn’t post herself enough and we always love to see her 🙏🙏🙏
↳ user REAL
landonorris looking good! 😁🧡
↳ user what a bland comment…
↳ user bro gives us radio silence for weeks and THIS is what he comes back with..?
↳ user trouble in paradise methinks 🧐
user haven’t seen any of the garrett ward stans causing a stir in these comments which either means war is over or the mclaren admin isn’t taking any shit and is deleting them, in which case good on you mclaren admin for defending your wonderful official unofficial gf 😩😩
↳ user mclaren admin is better at protecting their official unofficial gf than garrett ward is at protecting is actual official gf 🤨
There’s a certain sense of rightness that comes from being back amidst the McLaren staff dressed in the bright papaya orange. Manchester City had been a fun adventure, and you hadn’t been lying when you told the team you’d miss working with them, but Formula One is where you belong and that had become more and more apparent as the last days of January came to an end.
The last couple of weeks had been nice. The boys had thrown you a small party on your last day, with a cake that they all spent a good hour running off afterwards. Jack had made you promise to keep in touch, and you planned on holding true to that and keeping him updated with selfies from each of the Grand Prix locations at the very least.
The dates with Garrett had worked as planned, his agent was already claiming that just you two being spotted together more than once was doing wonders for his reputation, and Garrett had been treating you civilly since then. You still resented him for how exactly he’d forced you into this situation, but you’ve managed to find a middle ground of at least appreciating what the arrangement can also do for you.
As for Lando, you hadn’t yet gotten any confirmation about how things were going with your plan. Apart from refusing to meet your eye all day and resolutely staring either into the camera or anywhere that wasn’t you, he’d been professional.
Things felt like they did back in 2019━ back when you were convinced he was just an arrogant, pretentious, self-righteous prick with a complex. You’re torn between hating every moment of it and feeling wickedly vindicated by forcing him to acknowledge the consequences of his own actions.
At the very least, however, you have Oscar.
You’d gotten to know him relatively well in 2023, not to the same extent that you knew Lando of course, but Oscar had filled a brother-shaped hole in your heart that you hadn’t even known was there. His teasing was shy at first, like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to act that way with you, but the ribbing you’d given back had been assurance enough and he’d been a steady presence at your side ever since, cracking jokes at your expense.
There’s an unspoken agreement between the two of you that you both act as an escape. It was never acknowledged, it kind of just came to be as you both got to know one another, but you’re to Oscar what Oscar is to you━ the person you can go to when you need to pretend your more serious problems don’t exist and when you don’t really want anyone asking questions.
That’s why it surprises you when Oscar asks, “What’s going on between you and Lando?”
There’s nobody else in the car park, the sky is dark and most of the staff have already gone home or━ in the case of a few engineers━ won’t be leaving until the sun is rising tomorrow morning. The silence makes Oscar’s voice sound a bit louder, a bit harsher, a bit more like being doused in cold water.
It’s easy enough to ignore the reality of the problems between you and Lando when you hide behind your frustration. It’s even easier when Lando is so frustratingly good at pissing you off and keeping you in a haze of annoyance that perpetuates your justification of letting the tension linger. It’s hard to miss the closeness when you’re too busy being angry at him.
But the quiet emptiness of the world around you now gives you nothing to hide behind and nowhere to run━ not from Oscar’s scary perception, which has never before been locked on to you.
“Not really sure what you mean,” you answer after a moment. “Me and Lando are fine.”
It sounds as fake as it is.
“Yeah,” he scoffs. “Because whatever that tension was today was totally ‘fine.’”
The only real downside to having Oscar fill the brotherly role in your life is that he can be just as annoying as one.
You heave a sigh and shrug, “I don’t really know what you want me to say.”
“Try starting from the beginning.”
You’re at your car now, with your keys in your hand. It would be easy to get in, drive away, and ignore it all. That’s what you and Oscar use each other for anyway━ it’s your dynamic. If you really told him to drop it, you know he would. A single word would make it all go away and you could show up tomorrow morning still pretending like nothing’s different.
But the only other person who knows about everything with Garrett is Jack, and you don’t have him anymore.
So you do. You start from the beginning.
“I’m not actually dating Garrett Ward,” you say. If Oscar’s shocked at the revelation, he doesn’t show it. His face is calm and blank, and it reassures you to continue. “He needed someone to be his pretend girlfriend so he could fix his reputation, and he blackmailed me into agreeing by threatening to make up rumors that would ruin my career.”
You lean against the side of your car, fiddling with your keys. “Right after it happened, I kept trying to reach Lando. Nobody else knew and I was alone and afraid━ I didn’t know what to do but I thought that he, as my best friend, would at least be able to help me calm down and rationalize. But he never answered me.”
Oscar hums.
“When he did finally call━” you bite down on your lip when you feel tears burn at the back of your eyes, “━he berated me the entire time and asked how dumb I had to be to date Garrett of all people. Then, he proceeded to tell me exactly what people online had to say about me and my choices. He didn’t even give me a chance to explain what was going on.”
You heave out a sigh and tip your head back until you’re staring up at the never-ending expanse of the night sky. The clouds from earlier are still there, blocking out the stars and leaving it all an abyss of black.
“He still hasn’t apologized,” you mutter, sniffling. “He hasn’t said a word to me since then.”
Oscar’s quiet for another moment. He’s got his hands shoved into his pockets, and his eyes are focused on where he’s kicking the toe of his shoe down against the pavement. The tap, tap, tap is all there is for a moment, and then he hums again.
“Lando can be a real twat sometimes.”
You burst into laughter, startled. You give Oscar an incredulous look, and he shrugs.
“I mean,” he starts again, “he’s a good dude, but sometimes he can just be stupid. He does something dumb and even though he knows he’s wrong, he doesn’t know what to do about it or how to make it better, so he doesn’t do anything and just hopes that it’ll fix itself on its own.”
You nod. “That sounds pretty accurate.”
Oscar lets himself rest beside you, pulling his hands from his pockets so he can cross his arms. “I’m not saying you need to let this go, but talk to him, yeah? He was able to dodge your calls and texts, but you’re here now and he can’t dodge a face to face conversation for forever.”
“I was gonna try and really sell things with Garrett to rub it in his face,” you admit.
It makes Oscar laugh, and then you’re both laughing and it feels good to have this again.
“You know,” you breathe out when you eventually fade back into silence. “I think I’m in love with him.”
“Garrett?”
“No. Lando.”
Oscar hums.
“I think one of the reasons his whole spiel pissed me off so much is that I’ve been pining after him for years now, pushing it down so that I don’t ruin things or make it awkward━ trying to get over him,” you rub at your eyes, pressing as if it’ll erase the memory of what Lando’s grin looks like and how warm it makes you feel when you’re the one who puts it there. "But then he goes and does things like this and it frustrates me but it also gives me hope that maybe he feels the same way, because why would he get so upset about this if he didn’t?”
“I think you should really talk with him,” is all Oscar says, before pushing off from your car and walking away.
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━━ a/n: i have mixed opinions on how this part came out. it's a bit filler-y, but trying to include anything more would make this singular part longer than i want it to be. but it's also very late (early?) at the moment and i've been staring at this for hours trying to get it done up as fast as i can, so perhaps that's why. anyway, i hope you enjoy!
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Valentine's Series #3: Matching | yunho x reader
Pairing: jeong yunho x reader
Genre: fluff, romance
Summary: Yunho loves to be your personal stylist of sorts.
Word count: 659 words
Yunho loves to watch you style different outfits and piece them together into a look that uniquely suits you.
Especially when the two of you would go out together, he enjoys being your personal stylist of sorts and helping you put together the outfit of the day or night. Because he knew how much you loved tailoring your attire to match the events of the day.
Whether it was business casual, girly or simply laidback, he would find the time to join you on the couch and watch and advise on the pieces you chose. If he wasn’t able to, he’d either video call you or have you send pictures to him.
No doubt, Yunho was always very helpful and good at what he did.
Because for Yunho, he loved to admire you when you were in your element. From your pretty little short skirt that graced your silhouette, to either your flowy and luxurious silk dress that flattered your figure or the little hot off-the-shoulder number that you would pair sometimes with edgy ripped jeans or leggings or joggers - he adored you in all of them.
He delighted in your flair for the spectacular because no matter what you wore, you would always make a statement, and he relished and savoured being the one who got to be a part of it, and walk beside you either hand-in-hand or with his arm thrown over your shoulder on the street.
The way you would either let your hair down or tie it up in a high ponytail and let some strands fall in your face, he felt his heart beginning to do somersaults and his ears and face would turn slightly red from blushing so hard.
It was these moments that made Yunho realise he's in love with you. He hadn't told you that yet but knew that he had to soon and was hoping to on Valentine's Day.
You both settled for a night out in the street market to celebrate because there was this one shop that served the most mouth-watering and savoury dumplings and noodle bowls you ever had.
So the look for tonight was laidback, warm (because of the chilliness) and a little fashionable.
But Yunho had a little something up his sleeve. When he arrived, he was ready to help but first, he had to give you his gift.
"Try it." He suggested.
Walking into your room and opening the present revealed a stylish little light-brown number of corduroy cargo pants that accentuated your waist, paired with a charming white semi-crop top with a lettuce hem and an oversize coat.
It was the most stylish and expensive ensemble you ever wore! However, the look felt familiar. Running on a hunch, you took to google. And your hunch was right, you realised Yunho had dressed like this similarly a while before.
He found an outfit for you that matched one of his.
On the drive to the other side of town, you contemplated how to bring it up to him. You didn’t want to sound ungrateful, it was far from that. You were just pleasantly surprised by such a gesture. It made you feel a little woozy and giddy, at the way Yunho cared about you and the amount of thought he had put into his gift.
Finally, at the entrance to the market, you brought it up to him as you both were about to enter. He giggled and blushed, and played with your fingers in his hand before admitting.
"I did it,” he began, “Because I love you."
Registering what he just said, you looked at him dumbfounded and speechless, unable to form a coherent sentence which he mused about and found adorable. He patted your head as a gesture of comfort on his part, before pressing a sweet and meaningful kiss to your cheek.
"You heard me." He giggled again before dragging your still astounded figure along with him towards the market.
#ateez x reader#ateez fanfic#ateez series#ateez fluff#yunho x reader#yunho fluff#jeong yunho x reader#jeong yunho x you#jeong yunho x y/n#yunho x y/n#yunho x you
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hiiii i absolutely love your stuff!!! i was wondering if i can request soemthing with rhysand and a girly mate? she’s like a princess, and is head over heels for rhysand but can totally put him in his place like feyre when she has to. i love to imagine him with someone hyperfem because he just gives SUCH caretaker/daddy husband vibes
Rhysand x hyperfeminine!Reader headcanon
A/n: Rhys would be the best mate to someone who is hyper fem it would be so cute
Warnings: none
Rhys would love how girly you are
You bring light into his life with how happy you are
He lets you decorate the town house anyway you want
You give a fun twist to the dark academia vibe he has going on
And your bedroom is so cute with fuzzy blankets and pretty pillows
“Another throw pillow darling?” “Yes! I think this one ties it all together don’t you?” Rhys would pull you down on the bed and kiss all over your face
Rhys would be into skin care and curious about your routine
He’d been thinking about starting one for a while but didn’t know what products to start with
I think he’d help pluck your eyebrows and he’d be really good at it
Like your eyebrows have never been shaped so perfectly
You beg Rhys to let you do his makeup and he caves one day
He looks hot with eyeliner
And he couldn’t lie he loved it
You would also paint his nails black all the time
He showed up to High Lords meeting with his nails painted once dressed
Beron made a comment and you were pissed about it
The other high lords were shocked you had a mouth on you, you are usually so sweet but you’d do anything to defend your mate
So we know out of the bat boys Rhys is the best dresser
So he’d love dressing up with you for date nights or special events
And you’d match
Your signature color is a nice lilac or another shade of purple to remind you of Rhys
He is so in love with buying you things in that color
From lingerie to dresses it’s all yours
Rhys is a fashion king!
Your shopping sprees are all out
Rhys’s love language is gift giving so buying you anything you said you liked or looked at is his favorite
Seeing your smile when he surprises you with something is everything to him
Rhys would do anything to keep your smile on your face
You’d give him some of your colorful hair scrunchies to wear on his wrist
Just so he can keep a small piece of you with him throughout the day
#acotar#acotar fanfiction#acotar reader fic#acotar reader imagine#acotar imagine#rhysand fluff#rhysand#rhysand acotar#rhysand headcanon#rhysand x reader imagine#rhysand imagine#rhys acotar#rhysand x reader#rhysand x you#rhys x reader
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Hii!!! i really love all your writing and wanted to request smth if that's okay!
could i request law x so who's into lolita fashion/subculture? Like, on days that they're able to they'll wear really extravagant looking lolita dresses and such, and is just overall really girly, and might be embarrassed about being such, esp with someone like him. but maybe he even likes that they're aesthetic opposites. idk fjsjfjfk
Ty!! <3
(idk if i need to say this but lolita fashion doesn't have anything to do with the. other uses of the term. sometimes ppl make accusations abt it but the jfashion and book are not related)
Lolita Style S/O w/ Law
Content: can be read as GN reader that wears skirts, all SFW
Notes* Thanks for being patient with me while I worked on this request! A couple of things popped up for me (and my new-used computer quit suddenly so I have to wait to see if it can be repaired or if I should just buy a brand new one) so I’ve been trying to work around this. Back to mobile tumblr I go 😢 ! Anyway- I know all too well how lolita culture gets sexualized in people’s eyes so this is a completely nsfw-free request. I made this more relatable to those in sweet style lolita more than gothic lolita since you’d commented about them being opposites and personally, I think it would be super cute for him to be paired with someone with this style. Hope you like it :)
Law
Law isn’t the type to pay attention to what people wear as long as they are dressed in proper uniform when need be. Self expression is something personal, and he’s aware of different everyone’s style is
Though he finds it hard not to notice how you dress on your days off, whether it’s just around the sub or out on the town
It’s a lot of pastel, and a lot of fabric
You hadn’t thought of what Law or the others might’ve thought the first time you dressed up, so when you kept catching Law staring at you at various points of the day, you started to feel a little nervous
Later though, the two of you had crossed paths and he stopped you there to ask about your choice of clothing
While you explained how you enjoyed the colours and the overly girly feel of it all, he listened to every word, and even asked you some questions- like how everything fit together, and how you chose to match your accessories to your clothes
He was intrigued, and being a knowledgeable man, he wanted to learn about you and your clothing style
He’d even gone off to do his own research at the next island, and secretly commissioned a seamstress to make a little purse modeled after Bepo’s face for your outfits because god knows this guy can’t sew for shit
Law had been waiting for you outside of your door, his present to you held in his hand, in a sweet little bag. You weren’t expecting to see him, nor were you expecting any sort of gift- it was nowhere near your birthday- but here he was. He pushes himself off from leaning against the door when he sees you.
“Here. I’m not sure if it’s alright, but I thought you might be able to use this.”
He hands you the bag, and you thank him before going off about how he didn’t need to get you anything, and asking what the occasion is as you dig through the white, glittery tissue paper to open it.
“No occasion. I just thought you’d like it.” He tries to act nonchalant and calm, but he’s watching your face for any changes to see if you like it or not.
You pull out the bag and gasp- it was perfect. Fluffy and pristine white, perfect for an outfit you’d been trying to put together for a while now- and it looked like your dear crewmate. You pull it to your chest with a big smile, going on a bit of a ramble at how cute it is, and how you’re going to use it right away.
The entire time you’re squealing over your new gift he’s smiling to himself, even if he doesn’t realize it.
The next time you change into your style, you make sure to keep the mini Bepo bag at your side. It goes great with your outfit
Bepo freaks out a little at the likelihood of the purse and his own face, but you quickly calm him down and explain that it’s not the head of a polar bear that you’re carrying around
Law watches you fawn over the bag with him from a distance, smiling to himself
He joins you later to walk around town with you. He’s come to enjoy how your style stands out so well beside him against his usual darker clothes
Law will also help you get dressed if you let him, buckling your shoes for you so you don’t have to fight the layers of skirt to reach your feet, or helping you pin up your hair pieces
You’d asked him once if he’d like to try men’s lolita style and he was very quick to shut that down.
“It looks better on you than it will on me.”
He really just likes seeing you as the unique one
#one piece#trafalgar law#law one piece#op law#harleyasks#law x reader#trafalgar d law x reader#trafalgardwaterlaw#trafalgar op#trafalgar one piece#HWOP#HarleyWritesOP
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⭑ DAVE MUSTAINE WITH A BIMBO / GIRLY GF
⭑ authors note: here are some random headcanons because i love channeling my inner karen smith (mean girls) and elle woods to write these
⭑ warnings: lots of kisses, dave is a smug asshole, small descriptions of sex (like two paragraphs), i got carried away with these hc’s because i’m delusional
⭑ pairing: dave mustaine x fem!bimbo!reader
- if we’re talking late 90s / 2000s dave?? this man will treat you like a princess, he will endlessly spoil you in kisses and gifts, i just know it. he’d be so gentle on you too, like he’s the type of guy that will never not have a hand around wrapped around your waist ( this is very effective when it come to him stoping you from tripping on air )
- constantly sitting in his lap and just playing with his hair as you talk about whatever happened to you that day or about a particular new line of makeup, he would not understand a single word you’re saying but is very supportive and nods along as you try to explain
- same goes for you whenever he talks about things you don’t understand, he’ll try to go in depth with his explanations untill you understand <33
- he’s possessive as hell, especially because you’re a little unobservant when it comes to the world around you, and he just wants to make sure nobody’s treating you wrong, it works too because dave is low key a little intimidating so i feel if he sent someone a glare they would back off pretty quickly
- thats not me saying that you can’t defend yourself though! dave has absolutely seen you tear into any pervy or downright disrespectful men and he loves that you’re not afraid to stand up for yourself or sacrifice a heel to throw at someone
- but he is a softie for you that will back you up and cuss anyone out if they try to mess with you :)
- speaking of him being possessive though . . . this man will absolutely cover you in hickeys, he doesn’t care if you complain about you having to use a lot of foundation to cover it. On days where you don’t have the time or patience to cover it he’ll walk next to you all smug and happy all day
- dave lowkey has a right being so smug though because i know he’d treat you so well in bed, like he’d give it to you any way you want it just cause you’re his girl ‘n he loves you so much
- if you want it rough? dave will have you bent in half beneath him with your legs thrown over his shoulders and your mascara running down your face as he thrusts his hip up into you at a bruising pace
- you want it soft? he’ll slowly rock his hips into you from behind as you watch a movie cuddled up on the couch. and he’ll shush you whenever your whines start to get too loud and tell you to focus on the movie.
- either way when you’re done he’s wiping away any of your tears and planting a sloppy kiss on you that smudges up your lip gloss even more.
- if you gave him bracelets to match with you he would wear it forever, like imagine seeing dave walk around in his black heavy metal tees while wearing a bunch of bright pink bracelets with hearts and glitter all over them that you made for him.
- and if the bracelets break or fall off, he’s coming to you with pouty lips and begging you to make another one like ‘baby, please make me another one? i didn’t mean to break it, i swear!’
- i swear sometimes you be thinking he’s the princess in the relationship because at least 80% of the time there’s some residual lipstick marks on his neck or his lips would constantly be at least a little pink from your lipstick rubbing off on him when you guys kiss
- oh my god . . . sitting with him while he practices on his guitar too, you’ll sit there all patiently while making more bracelets or reading some fashion magazine and when you’re not doing that you’re only ever watching the way his hands glide and pluck at the strings on his guitar ( he gets smug and teases you about this because he’s an ass and he loves the way your voice gets all whiny in pitch as you try to defend yourself against his teasing )
- and he’d never not have some sort of pink hairband or clip stored in his pocket for you but it’s fine because he knows you always carry things for him in your little pink purse like guitar picks or an extra water for if he gets thirsty :}
- in conclusion, someone get this man a silly little bimbo girlfriend who will always lay kisses on him !!! (i volunteer)
#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine#metallica#megadeath#dahliaslove rockstars#ignore this if you follow me for my slasher stuff 😣💔#or don’t#it’s your choice#dave mustaine fluff#megadeath smut
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Pretty girl
Tsubaki x Black Reader ( we a girly girl now!)
F/c= Favorite Color
f/ch= favorite character
s/s= shoe size
" She's a lovely girl, I wish she would see it though."
' Tsubaki, she honestly the prettiest girl I've ever seen! I mean look at how stunning she is! She has pretty hair, cute outfits, and she has the patience of God she's like Anna Hathway! But she never sees it...'
I think this as I boredly stare at the board, Steins trying to dissect some bird again and Maka trying to stop him? I dunno I just twirl my hair and daydream when Patty taps my shoulder.
" Hm? Oh, hey patty girl" I smiled at her.
"Hiiii! Me and Liz, Tsubaki, and Maka was thinking of going to the shops after classes today and I want YOU to come!" She's like honestly like a mind reader or somethings because, I was going to go to like the thrift or the shoe store because I literally have nothing to wear!
" Omg! I legit love you, I'll go! When we leaving" I open my phone and try to set alarm because Death knows I can't keep up with the time when I'm going somewhere. Patty sends me the time and where to me and we talk about random things like does Lord Death know how to do cartwheels, can aliens turn into objects, do animals try to put on clothes? Ok Soul looked at us weird when he heard me say I thought animal testing was animals rating products...
*After Classes, around 2:45 and We in our room in a choas*
" I SWEAR I HATE FASHION SOMETIMES!"
I scream into my pillows, like nothings ever goes right!? I have a denim skirt that I thrifted, and I wanted to pair that with this white halter top but, it dirty and I can't wear it again because I stupidly spilled like red sauce on it! Which is confusing because it's not ketchup so what is it? I dunno so, I try a pink long sleeve but nooo its hotter than ever and I have nothing else to pair it with!
As I flip through the piles and piles of clothes I get a knock on my door, my meister/weapon is out for a family trip, so I answered and there goes pretty girl.
" Hey reader! wanted to come over before our hangout to see you."
Tsubaki tender smile graced her lips, and I smiled back subconsciously. I let her in and I sigh sadly.
" Tsubaki help me pleaseeee, which shirt pink halter with dark denim or yellow thank top and light blue jeans?" I switch the shirts put and down so she can see, and she takes a moment to pick.
" Pink top, it matches the jewelry you have"
" You're a genius!" I squeal and run to change clothes, thank Death I had just my locs in two ponytails (or whatever style you wanna wear). A spritz of perfume or 50 spritz and a twirl in the mirror and I walk out with a strut.
" I look fabulous, I look like coquette icon who Lana Del Ray? I see only Reader Del Slay!" I cockily strut around the room while Tsubaki chuckles and acts like a fan girl.
" Omg! Its reader!? Omg sign my shirt!" We both giggle at that and I grab my keys and we walk out my dorm, its 10 minutes before we supposed to meet up Patty and them so we just walk around campus talking about what we've been up too.
" So, your saying BlackStar had to go to the school nurse because he...fell off a building trying what now?"
" It's honestly still confusing to me" Tsubaki sighs pitifully, and I giggle at that. We walk to the entrance of the DWMA and we see Patty, Liz, and Maka waving at us. We walked down and we headed to our first store; 'Deathly Good Looks' it's like a thrift store but, no granny clothes a lot of vintage items and a bunch of items from the late 80's to mid 2000's. We walk around trying on sunglasses, hats, and purses and I move onto the back of the store looking for anything pink or f/c and fav/ch, as I looked around, I see Tsubaki looking at this dress with wonder..
" Ouu! Thats so pretty, your gonna try it on?"
" Hm, you think I should? I don't know if it'll be as cute on me"
I don't know but when she said that I almost tackled her, WHAT DOES SHE MEAN!? She could pull off a garbage bag and I'll want to wear it!
" What do you mean!? You'll look like a 90's baddie with this! especially if you wear some brown sandals, shades, and have a cute hair style you'll look better than the girl who first owned it!"
Tsubaki blushes at that and I wished I paid more attention to that though; I push her towards the dressing room and tell her to try it on; she takes a few minutes and when she comes out, I couldn't help myself.
" GOOD GOOGGLY MOOGLY WHATS ALLAT BACK THERE!"
I didn't even to say it! But the dress said her body was teaaa and the way she just walked out like she ain't all of us up?? Who does she think is?
" So, it is pretty? I like it" She asks looking in the mirror.
" I'll bite you" I say intense, and she laughed, the girls came over and complemented the dress on her and she changed back; we paid for our items and headed to the shoe store, since the kishin was released we've all had no late-night curfews unless you had a mission or a kishin was around, so we headed to the shoe store quick.
At the store I think I was in heaven honestly from platforms, pumps, flats this store would be bankrupt without me like I'm single handily an unofficial official owner! We look around and I show Maka some sandals that would match this dress she wore to the death anniversary, I saw some Bebe slippers and I went to see what size they we're a perfect s/s! I put them in a mini basket they have and look for more shoes today wasn't that good a lot of sneakers which I should've got if the sandals weren't telling me to buy them! Liz and Patty had like 50 carts of shoes and Tsubaki had a few items, we paid for those items after telling the twins when are they going to wear 'stripper heels'? And we headed to a nice diner close to the school.
We ordered our food I got a tiny burger and fries (if tiny means a sonic burger with a side of large fries and a triple Oreo fudge milkshake then yea girl...tiny) and we sat down and talked and gossiped about the boys, what drama was around, and stuff we've been doing. As we talked and ate, I kept staring at Tsubaki...omg that's sounds so creepy I gotta fid away with words, or is it thoughts since I'm not speaking? I don't know point still stands! But she's so pretty it's hard not too! She caught me a few times and blushed this time I saw and it's so cute I wanna bite her but, that'll be weird.
When we were done, we headed back to the dorms and said our byes, me and Tsubaki headed to her dorm since we were only one level down.
" Hey.. so, a saw you staring at me at the diner, I just wanted to see if you was ok?" ...' I'm not a spy, I'm not smooth, how could she see me I thought my side-eye was perfect! Omg she probably thinks I'm creepy and is gonna hate me!' The thoughts ran quick through my head as I awkwardly smiled and chuckled.
"Oh that! oh it was um..."
" Was what you said at the shop earlier true? Am I pretty?"
I was confused until I thought back to my she's so pretty rant...If I said it out loud then she heard which means she think I like her and I do and she's like me back now we-
" Your speaking out loud again reader"
oH...That's amazing thank youu!
" Oh..act like you've never heard that I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable! bUT-"
" I like you too reader...a lot actually
" You saying i'm bad? Ok girl thank you!" I say now giggling and twirling my hair, see I knew I gotta all the girls like I'm Nick Cannon with this!
Tsubaki goes on to tell me she didn't think she was as pretty as I made her to but, it broke my poor heart because she so gorgues!
" Tsubaki girl, I can't lie good, nor I can't say if someone is ugly or beautiful because I have my flaws but you! Your like so pretty it hurts! I look at you and your aura and the way you act entranced me, the way you care for your friends all the time you're so tender it makes me blush anytime you have a concern over me! If you don't feel beautiful then I don't know what I am!"
Tsubaki stares at e during my rant with wide eyes and when I was done a tear fell down as she hugged me tight..
" Thank you..Thank you so thinking that reader..."
I hold her and tell it it's all true, we walk to her dorm and she stops.
' So, are we a thing now? It's fine if-"
" So we married now?" we said at the same time, we both laughed at that.
" So..we girlfriends?
" Yea! I guess so!" I said all giggly now, Tsubaki smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek as a bye.
" Bye Sweets see you in class"
" Bye bye Prety girl!" I said walking away with a wave.
Pretty girl, My pretty girl
A.N: (I finished! OMG THIS THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER THOUGHT OF! Like y'all don't know how Patty and her was my soul eater crushes before anyyyy one! But let me know if you like this and I can write more for her because she so bad!
#black reader#chubby reader#x black reader#soul eater x reader#soul eater#tsubaki nakatsukasa#patty thompson#liz thompson#girly reader
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Batfam x reader hc
This is headcanons for the batboys with a S/O that's into "Girly" stuff?? Like hair, nails, makeup, clothes, skincare.....y'know? Essentially keeping themselves groomed. No specific gender is used in this though
Warnings: says the word "suffocating", calls reader beautiful, calls reader gorgeous, calls reader hot, and says RIP as a joke...
Everybody is probably OC...sorry...
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Dick Grayson
Dick is the most likely to do all of these things with you.
Like he'll go with you to the hair salon and get a trim.
Or he'd accompany you to the nail salon, getting a mani-pedi whilst you get whatever you like.
He'd also sit at home with you while you paint each other's nails.
Dick would sit next to you and watch you as you do your makeup, he'd occasionally ask you about the use of some things, or he'd ask to do something for you.
Loves when you sit on his lap to do a full glam look on him, or he'd even lay his head on your legs.<33
Dick probably uses a light foundation and some concealer when he goes out!!
Dick will take you out and go on shopping sprees, and would pay for absolutely everything.(even if you object)
He would also want to have a fashion show when your in the changing room, or at home after you buy clothes yourself. LMAO
Dick 100% has the most extravagant skincare routine.
And he would definitely sit down with you and do facemasks whilst drinking wine in your pajamas at night.
The two of you also do your skincare routines together in mornings/nights that yall are together.
I just think Dick is a well groomed person.
I love him:)
Jason Todd
Jason totally supports whatever you do, and compliments even the smallest change you make to your appearance.
Once you went out to get a trim, and when you came home Jason took one look at you and goes "it looks amazing:)".
If you were thinking you should change the color/style/length he would always assure you that it would look gorgeous
One time you came home with black hair and a white stripe in the front to match his hair... he almost cried because of how good you looked.
He loves sitting in the bathroom with you while you dye your hair, he also loves doing it for you.
On the days that you go to the nail salon, you always wakeup with extra money in your wallet.
Never forgets to ask to see them whenever you get home.
Jason is also someone who would just sit and watch you do your makeup, he'd maybe even let you do his.
Whenever you run out of a product there is always a replacement that comes not that long after.(the two of you never bring it up though)
I feel like Jason wouldn't go to the Gotham shopping centers whenever you go for clothes, because the crowds make him feel a little suffocated.
But if he did, he would hold almost every bag, and would love to pick out things that he thinks would look good on you.<3
Just like his older brother Dick, he would sit in the living room, with a headband on his head, a show on the TV, and a facemask on his face. You are obviously right next to him doing the same.
Jason is the type of guy to wash his face with some crappy 1$ cleanser that he forgets to use, but always has moisturizer and sunscreen on.
Tim Drake
Tim probably doesn't share your enthusiasm for all of these but supports you.
Just like Jason he more than likely notices even the most minuscule changes in your appearance. (They are literally detectives)
He'd also 100% pay for absolutely everything you get done(we all agree that Tim treats Bernard like a sugar baby at times, right?)
"Y'know you don't have to pay for everything, right Tim?" You stated as you walked into your home, Tim who was currently sitting on the couch turned to look at you, and a tired smile bloomed on his face. "You look beautiful." :)))
Whenever you come home with a new hair color/cut he just gives you this look of approval.
Tim likes picking out colors/shapes for your nails, but he loves whatever you get regardless.
I feel like he'd stop by whilst you're getting them done just to drop off a coffee, then speed off somewhere he's needed.
Tim probably went through a phase where he wore eyeliner, sometimes he even dabbles in some concealer.
Just like Jason, he replaces the things you run out of without you having to say anything.
Sometimes when he eventually does get to sleep, you put makeup on him and take a thousand pictures that you send to his siblings.
He'll go out shopping with you because he likes buying you things, it's his way of making sure you know he loves you.
I wouldn't look at anything too long because he will just take it off the shelf and carry on.
He likes when he's at work and gets pictures of your outfit that day, especially if your wearing something he's bought you recently.<3
I'll say it, Tim has no skincare routine.
You'd have to force him to at least buy a facial wash.
You've also bought him a moisturizer but he forgets to wear it.</333
Bruce Wayne
I feel like it depends on what Bruce were talking about.
The "normal rich boy persona" Bruce would absolutely love taking care of you.
He'd pay for your haircuts, and hype you up as soon as you get back home.
If the paparazzi brings up any change you've made he'd totally be all like "yeah!! That's my partner arent they hot???!!!"
Like Dick, he'd accompany you whilst you get your nails done, he's right next to you getting his own done. (Okay, probably not if you get like....acrylics)
Bruce is also a make-up wearer, maybe a tinted moisturizer and some concealer, sometimes he's seen sporting an eyeshadow look.
You get a new makeup product almost every day as a gift.
He'd also take you out shopping quite often, he's someone who would enjoy a little fashion show whenever you're picking out outfits.
(He's the type to hold all of your bags.)
Dick took after Bruce with the skincare routine, Bruce has almost everything.
He could "put you out of business" with the number of steps in his routine.
He'd sit in a facemask and a bottle of wine, with or without you.
If we are talking about..let's say Battinson then he's not personally into what you do, but supports you.
He'd still offer to pay for everything you do, if you decline he will sometimes sneak you money.
He wouldn't comment on what you change unless you show it to him. (He does notice)
Although sometimes in the security of your shared room he just can't help but compliment every little thing about you.
This man drowns in eyeliner. <33
Rip this man's skin.....no skincare routine... :(
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I hope you enjoyed this!<3 Also "Brotherly Love pt.2" is still being written so please be patient with me....
I feel like I wrote them all the same...but idk.
#x reader#batman#bruce wayne#batboys#batbros#batsiblings#dick grayson x reader#jason todd x reader#tim drake x reader#x reader headcanons#x gn reader
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hey luvv!! can i please request a romantic matchup for marauders era :) ? you don't have to rush it, take your time in writing! 🪽💕🌸🤍
i'm a capricorn, infp, and an asexual sapphic. though i don't mind being matched up with a man because i'm sapphic and not lesbian :) maybe you can match me both with a girl and a boy hehehh
i'm 173 cm, i have brown long hair (with bangs) and brown eyes. i love doing skincare/just taking care of my body. i love the colour pink! i'm quite girly and feminine. my clothing style is basically this fashion brand called ozlana. i love wearing pearl jewelleries. i feel prettiest when i do my hair well. i also love barbie fashion! i'd love to be a fashion designer and have my own fashion boutique one day.
i'm a good listener and i can understand people well. i consider myself as open minded. i'm a huge feminist (gender equality and really just social equality in general 🫶) and i resent people that makes fun of others for being excited over something they love. i love reading (preferably english classics). i love the wizard of oz a lot. i would love someone who respects women and a gentleman.
i consider myself as quite smart :) (don't wanna be too self indulgent tho). my hobbies are reading, stargazing, and making dresses/clothing. i love plants and flowers <3 i also love fruits! my favs are strawberry, grapes, and blueberry. i enjoy baking too! love making french desserts recipes. i'm scared of being a failure. my biggest fear actually. so i tend to push myself as hard as i can to ace what i want.
i think that's all!! don't wanna make this too long. if you don't want to write this then i totally understand 🌸🤍💕🪽🫧
If you want to participate in "TBOS' 400 Followers Celebration" too, you can look at this post for all the options of prompts you can choose form <3
☆ Star: send a short description of yourself and I’ll tell you who I ship you with!
Chasing Butterflies
Pairing: James x Lily x reader
Prompt: The story of how you ended up dating James and Lily.
Word count: 1.5 k
Warnings: None, (bit angsty / what feels like unrequited love but actually isn't).
Hey beatiful! I ship you with Lily and James! The first time you saw Lily, you thought she was the prettiest girl you’d seen in the world. She was wearing this beautiful flowery pink dress and looked so in awe of everything around her that you couldn't help but stare. Having been born into a magical family, it was interesting to see it from a different perspective. You were just about to approach her when she said hi to a disagreeable-looking boy that stared down at you as you took a step forward, which deterred you from doing so. Instead, you scurried away inside the train. That’s where you met James Potter and Peter Petegrew.
James was a very well-spoken boy who saw you wandering the train by yourself and invited you to sit along with him and his friend. He had been the one to introduce you to Peter and had also bought a bunch of treats for everyone once the Trolley Witch came around. James had been so nice to you that day that you felt like a princess. When both of you were put in the same house, you became close. James was always really, really nice to you, and you liked that about him, especially compared to the way his friends treated you - Sirius always trying to flirt and Peter being so awkward all the time. You also became close with Remus, and he would lend some of his muggle books, and you would borrow some magical ones to him. It became a habit, and Sirius would call you both nerds for it. You didn’t mind it all that much; you knew it was all playful banter.
In 5th year, when you discovered your passion for making clothes, the first person you told was Lily. You politely asked her if you could design a dress for her, and she felt honored. Once you handed her the dress, she instantly put it on, and it fit her like a glove. That weekend, when you went to Hogsmeade, she wore the dress, and even though you thought she looked absolutely lovely, you couldn’t help but feel a pit in your stomach whenever you realized people were staring at her. It was as if you didn’t want them to look, and their staring was affecting you somehow.
“That sounds an awful lot like jealousy to me,” Remus had told you. You gasped in that moment, but the more you thought about it, the more it made sense. Maybe you didn’t just like Lily as a friend. Maybe you liked, like her. Romantically liked her. And it made you feel miserable because you were very aware, like pretty much the entire school, that James was absolutely hung up on her.
At Marlenes’s party, organized by Mary a year later, someone had the brilliant idea of playing spin the bottle. When Lily had to kiss Marlene, she didn’t budge, which made you both jealous but also a little curious. Could that mean Lily was interested in girls too?
You, in turn, had to kiss James, and even if he was your friend, you had to admit he was a really good kisser. You were both panting a little when you separated and awkwardly went back to your places in the circle. From that day on, James stuck to you like gum, following you around and carrying your books and bag a lot more often than he did before. And even if you appreciated how nice he was, making you feel like a princess again, you were also bothered because you felt like you were his second choice, his consolation prize after he gave up on chasing after Lily.
“I’m not a pity prize, James!” You told him one day as he tried to hold your hand.
He looked at you, hurt in his face. “I’d never see you as one, kitten. I thought you knew.”
You looked at him taken aback. “What about Lily?”
He averted your gaze. “She… She’s like a star. Unreachable.”
“And I am within reach, right?” You continued, a little angry still.
“That’s not what I…”
“James, I like her too!” You somehow blurted out.
He looked at you in shock, eyes wide open as you told him the truth. “You like–" he started, confused "–like I do?”
You looked to the side and nodded. “Yes! Like you do.”
“And you don’t like boys like that?”
“I… I wouldn’t say that either…”
“Then what’s the issue?” He said, reaching for your hand again. You stared at him with a frown, thinking of pulling your hand away. But his hand was warm, and just as James always did, it made you feel nice too.
Both you and James started to spend a lot more time together since then. People would find him sitting beside you at dinner and in some classes. He made sure to always keep some kind of contact with you, whether it was holding your hand, having his arm over your shoulder, or a hand on your waist. You actually grew to like it; you felt appreciated and loved. Maybe you really weren’t a second choice to him, maybe he really had chosen you over Lily.
But then it was Halloween, and somehow you convinced him to dress as Ken while you'd dress up as Barbie. You designed both of your outfits, and he even hung out with you while you were sewing and adding beads and glitter to both of your costumes. Even Peter was helping you with the costumes, since you’d promised to help him with his. You were all sitting in the common room, and you were on the floor, sitting between James’ legs and resting your head on his chest as you sewed some details onto a coat when Lily walked in.
You smiled and waved at her, but she just looked at the two of you, looking hurt, and stormed out. “What’s with her?” Peter asked with a shrug. You and James looked at each other with a frown and nodded, both getting up and chasing after her.
“Lily!” You shouted as she picked up the pace.
“I’ll take a short cut,” James told you. “We’ll intercept her.”
Soon enough, James was blocking Lily from the front, and you stopped her from behind. “Hey! Lils, stop running, will you?” You told her, breath a little ragged, as she tried to walk past you. Her eyes started to water, and you looked at her concerned, placing both hands on her shoulders. “Hey love, what’s wrong?” You asked.
She started to cry then, and your heart broke. Whatever you had done, you were sure to never ever do it again; you could not bear to see her cry. James looked as mortified as you did.
“Evans,” he said, not daring to place a hand on her, like you already had. “What’s wrong, darling?” He asked softly.
“I… I don’t know… I…” She started between sobs. “I just, I suddenly felt so angry at the two of you being together like that. I just… I didn’t…. I’m an asshole.” She said as she placed her hands over her face to hide it from the two of you.
Realization hit you like a truck. “You like James,” you said dryly. James looked shocked at the two of you. “You’re jealous.” You said with a bitter laugh. “I’ll leave you to talk,” you said as you started to leave.
Lily finally raised her head from her hand and shook her head, you couldn't be more wrong. She grabbed your arm. "I wasn't jealous of you!" You turned surprised. "I wanted to be James!" You looked at the two of them, shocked. James looked so confused in that moment; if it hadn't been for the situation, you would've loved to capture that expression in a picture. "Or rather, there, like… in between the two."
You looked at her even more shocked. "Does that mean you like… both me and–"
"–Me?" James finished.
Lily just looked at the two of you in desperation. "See? I AM an asshole!"
You shook your head and exchanged a glance with James. He nodded, and the two of you embraced Lily in a tight hug. You buried your head on Lily’s shoulder, relishing in the smell of her signature lavender perfume, while James wrapped his long arms around the two of you, drawing you both towards his chest. From that moment on, the three of you somehow started dating each other. Lily was the perfect companion; she understood and related to all of your girly needs, gifting you a pearl necklace on your birthday and wearing all the dresses you made for her. James always cared for the two of you like you were goddesses, giving you the best cuddles in the world and enjoying all the desserts you prepared for him. He was absolutely obsessed with the way you baked. You were so happy together; you almost couldn’t believe it was real. But it was, and it was beautiful.
A/N: Hey sweetie! I really hope you enjoy this little ship (it totally got out hand and ended up being a mini ficlet, but I hope you like it); also I really hope all the cuddling doesn't bother you <3
Much Love, Lilly xx
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Idk why but i recently got back into UT content again, and x readers are inevitable— been stalking your works lol
Anyways, i am self endulgent and need comfort—
So, requesting just a little something with the Bad Sanses with a reader who is a very dressy and traditionally "girly" person, they love pink, they love poofy Lolita style dresses, they love playing around with fun make up designs and hair styles— but suddenly stopped wearing their usual fun and expressive get up due to someone insulting their behavior and fashion
Hope this isn't too much— love your writing tho! You're very good at it :]
Thank you! And Yo saaaaaame. I actually forgotten Undertale for quite some time and when Deltarune chapter 2 rolled around….well here I am with a whole blog! Now I can’t escape. I’m stuck now. And I’m bringing dat ass down with me- (I’m going to take a break from requests but I still did your request since you asked before I declared the break so I felt it would be unfair if I didn’t Y’know? So I hope you like it!)
Bad Sanses with Girly!Reader who suddenly stops expressing themselves
* They were pretty used to your bright colors and girly outfits. There were times Error would knit some dresses for you. Horror would help brush your hair while Dust styled it. Killer helped with your makeup (those anime cosplays of his helped contribute on this). Nightmare found your actions a bit too cutesy so it leaves him annoyed but he’s also the one who spoils you the most (clothes, makeup, accessories, he splurges once he finds some good stuff he knows you’ll love.)
* Nightmare could sense a lot of negativity in his office one day. He goes to the kitchen to see everyone peeping in from the doorway. They all jump noticing him but pointed out to you: their main cause of worry. There you sat with no trace of your usual attire or energy to match it. In fact your energy matched your current look: tired and gloomy. A complete reverse.
* You refused to tell anyone what happened. It made you feel a bit bad when they tried cheering you up. Killer tried his usual jokes, Horror with his cooking, Dust with his worried stare, even Error was willing to give up some of his precious chocolate to cheer you up. Unfortunately you just didn’t feel up to it. So they go to their last hope: Nightmare.
* Obviously he didn’t want to get involved and was enjoying the negativity but even his team knew he was concerned for your well-being as well. So he manages to talk to you and you finally admit that someone had insulted the way you acted and dressed and now you didn’t feel comfortable. It was obvious that you still wanted to but whatever that person said to you, it really upset you.
* Yo….tell me how everyone just dresses you up in your usual outfit. And they all hang around you suggesting all of you would take a small walk together. A bit terrifying for other strangers to see you heavily guarded but you actually felt safe. The person from before unfortunately spotted you and started talking that shit. The absolute FEAR in their eyes when the murder trio circled in on them. They only scared them off but I doubt they’ll let them go Scott free either (don’t expect seeing them ever again after that….)
* You all go home and they made you promise to tell them next time and that you are amazing just the way you are!
Mini Story Time!!!
Everyone was muttering while you and the Bad Sanses walked down the street. You felt so nervous….all their eyes on you….were they judging you? You felt Horror and Dust hold your hands and Nightmare’s tentacle gently wrap around your waist.
“Calm yourself….there is nothing to be afraid of,” Nightmare said softly, “Take deep breathes.” You did as he told and your nerves became calmer. You felt safe near them….much more comfortable.
“Oh great. That weirdo again,” The voice made you freeze up. Not again….The person that insulted you before approached the group, “Still wearing that crap? You look like a freaking clown. Makes sense when you have the whole circus following you around.” The person laughed along with some friends but went rigid when the murder trio surrounded them. Their friends also froze up.
“Heh….that’s a good one,” Killer said raising a knife to their face, “Since you wanna be a little jokester, why don’t I paint a nice big smile across that face? A proper clown has to make a biiiiiig smile~!”
Horror and Dust teleported behind them, hands on their shoulders. With their glowing eye lights and dark aura was enough to elicit a horrified scream as they ran off, their friends following suit. The skeletons were going to give chase but Nightmare stopped them.
“No need. I believe they have gotten the message. Besides best if we do it….another time. Wouldn’t want to scare our human here,” Nightmare explained.
“Heh….sure thing boss,” Dust said cackling a bit.
“You really didn’t have to….,” You said in a low voice.
But Nightmare heard, “It was absolutely necessary. Can’t let others think it’s ok to mess with our human now would we?”
You sigh but smile sweetly, “Thank you! You guys are the best!”
Error smiled, “There’s our human.”
“Aw you even got glitchy boi here all smiley,” Killer teased.
“Wha-?! S-shut up! Tear stained freak….,” Error grumbled.
You laughed making them all relieved to see you were already feeling much better. They all hugged you (well Error squeezed your hand. His own unique way Y’know?) and showered you with compliments.
“Alright….,” You giggling before hugging them back just as warmly, “Let’s go home.”
#my writing#self insert#undertale au#fluff#hurt/comfort#bad sans gang#bad sans poly#the bad sanses#bad sanses x reader#reader has girly style but is still gender neutral#killer sans#nightmare sans#error sans#dust sans#horror sans#murder time trio#undertale au x reader#undertale au headcanons#Oneshot
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Fuck You, Billy. (Part 2)
PART ONE
PART THREE
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader
Time Frame: between season 2 and 3 / September 1984 (Billy hasn't gotten his Lifeguard job yet)
Warnings: t/w rough handling/unconsented kiss (once again...this is Billy we are talking about)
Word Count: 4.9k
First Person POV
a/n: girlies ate up part one and I am not a woman to deny the people's wants so here I am with a Part Two! Just saying now, we're gonna see a lot of war with self cause why would anyone with common sense want to fall in love with a guy like Billy? Leave a note if you enjoy :P )
I pulled the bag of clothes, Billy so kindly bestowed me, closer so I could further inspect it. I hadn't looked at what he had gotten for me yet, so I started laying all the clothes out on the bed. I was surprised when I laid out the dress flat on the bed that it was actually something I'd probably at least try on for myself at a store.
I pulled out some stockings he had bought for me to go underneath when out dropped something onto the floor.
I groaned, laying the stockings out on the bed first before leaning down to see the purple lacey underwear he had back at the school, on my floor.
What an asshole, I immediately thought.
I started putting on all of the attire, and yeah if I tried this on in store, I think I would actually buy it.
It was a knee length, blueish-grey hued A-line dress with a pink floral design and some black lace that trimmed the bottom of the skirt , the bottom of the sleeves, and cuffed the neckline. There was also matching black buttons that led from the top of the cinched band at the waist to the bottom of the neckline.
I'd bet money that Billy had picked this dress due to the slight plunging neckline and cinched band at the waist, that when together did not hide my figure what so ever.
I put on a pair of blue rose earrings I owned to match and a long dainty necklace to distract from the amount of chest I was showing in this dress. I looked in the mirror, and honestly I felt beautiful. Everything from the stockings to the lace made me feel good about myself.
Though upon realizing this I also wanted to gag as it was Billy Hargrove out of all people who I was going to be looking good for.
He's a dick but even I can admit he's got a great sense of fashion.
I stared at myself in the mirror with sweat building on my palms as I was definitely getting cold feet about showing Billy. I couldn't decide in my head if he'd like it or or not, but hell he's the one who bought the damn thing, so why should I even care if he does or not. I felt good and that was enough of a confidence boost for me to finally call out for Billy.
"I put your stupid dress on and you have about 15 seconds to come look at it before I'm taking this shit off," I yelled out as a lie.
I heard him say as he came down the hall, "Yeah, yeah, yeah only took you a lifetime to put the damn thing on, and it'd take you just as long to tak-", he paused coming in the door as I stood in front of the mirror not taking my eyes off myself, "it off. . .," he continued in a more quiet tone. He chuckled.
"Huh, you see when I bought the whole ensemble I thought you'd look more like Phoebe Cates not Shirley Temple," he said leaning against my door frame with a smile.
"I don't think Shirley Temple ever wore a dress with half of her chest hanging out," I said turning towards Billy.
"How about we go halfway and call you a Brooke Shields then," he said obviously teasing.
I rolled my eyes and kept looking at myself too keep myself from blushing, "Yeah if I was Brooke Shields I wouldn't be living in Hawkins would I?"
"Yeah, well I don't think Brooke Shield spends all day looking at herself in the mirror either. Hurry and get your shoes on we're heading out."
"Isn't it a bit early for dinner?" I said self consciously looking away from myself in the mirror and at Billy instead.
"I mean we can stall the time in a different way right here if you'd like that," he said with a egotistical smirk, "They say yoga is a great time passer, and is great for. . ." he paused to look at me in the eyes, "stretching the body."
This time I couldn't help but let the blush flood to my cheeks. I thought to myself, 'This guy just does not stop till he gets what he wants does he?'
"Well instead of yoga," I said with hesitation, "what other plans did you have?"
"Well if you'd hurry up like I said for you too do, we'd already be out the door and on the way, so let's go."
He started to walk back down the hallway, obviously in no mood to wait for me. I grabbed my black Mary Janes from the closet and began to awkwardly put them on as I walked.
I almost tripped down the stairs while trying to buckle the strap of my shoes, earning a smug laugh from Billy.
"I know you love yoga and all but you've really let that distract you," he said watching me struggle down the stairs, "You should have done this after I said let's go instead of asking questions don't you think?"
"Shut your fucking mouth Billy," I said earning me a tight squeeze of my aching wrist as I tried to pass him.
"What'd you say to me?", he said sternly.
"You're the one who came rushing me out the door, so yeah shut the fuck up Billy, don't give me that shit," I said trying not to wince from the amount of pressure he was putting on that same hurt wrist.
"Why don't you make me sweetheart?," he said getting in my face, "or did you already lose the balls to stand up to me after learning I can put you in your place."
I tried tugging my wrist away, ignoring what he said. I somehow managed to get it out of his grasp. In the same second I pushed him aside, finally moving past him.
It only took a second for him to wrap his whole arm around my waist so he could yank me back to him. He got even closer in my face this time, with a smile.
Who the fuck smiles after being pushed off?
"Get off of me Billy!" I said squirming in now both of his arms.
"Don't act like your tuff shit then not back it up. Your almost as pussy as Harrington you know? I thought you were different.," he said practically spitting in my face due to how close he was to me.
I stopped trying to break free and instead refused to look at him in the eyes. He expects me to fall head over heels for him just like the majority of the skanks he interacts with, but then acts like some child throwing a tantrum over getting put in time out.
I can't allow myself to love a man like this, even if his every touch sends a thrill down my entire body.
He didn't take the awkward silence this time and it just took a couple seconds for him to ram his lips onto mine, once more.
I was stunned in place for a moment before I uncontrollably let all my weight rest in his arms. It's like I have no control once I feel the sheer joy of the electricity running between us.
It builds every second the gap between us is fully closed, and my mind goes in and out. I should be pissed with the way he treats me like I'm some rag doll, but some part inside of me enjoys it.
If Billy didn't want something, I doubt he'd be this passionate towards it. Even if he only wants me to prove that he can pull anyone, even someone who swears she hates him, I can't help but drown in the feeling of somebody wanting me.
One of his began to glide down my back, to tightly grab a cheek of my ass. It was like he was trying to prove he could fit it all in one handful no matter how many times it squished out around his fingers.
I tried pulling away and it only made him even more aggressive. He was trying to prove he was in charge, but I wasn't going to let some self loving bird brain of a man take control of me that easily.
I rubbed my hand along his arm, as if I was getting more into the kiss, before taking a big pinch of the hair and pulling it upwards. He winced, letting his grip on me ease up enough for me to be able to break out.
I stumbled out of his arms, almost flopping onto the floor, but I managed to catch myself on a side table next to the front door.
He was laughing like a lunatic, which made me feel uneasy.
"Guess she's no Harrington after all," he said still laughing.
"We have somewhere to be don't we?" I said opening the front door, "Hurry up asshole."
After leaving a note for my dad and finally leaving the house, we got in his car. I had been silent the entire time so far we had been in it. Unlike last time I was in his car, where I didn't have anything to say, this time I just didn't want to say a single thing to him. I didn't even want him to get the satisfaction of my laughs when he tried to crack a joke at some 'hick' looking house or neighborhood.
I was just so angry.
To my surprise, I was angry with myself. I don't even know why I was so angry with myself, but every time I thought how good I felt when he kissed me, I wanted to jump out of the car and let myself roll down the road.
If he wasn't such a brat to put it simply, I could let myself enjoy the fact that we kissed. I repeatedly thought to myself, 'What's wrong with me?'
Here I am letting myself being coerced by a literal man baby into being his fake girlfriend. It made me so angry when I thought about how nice it felt to be held in his arms. Then it made me even angrier that I thought it felt even remotely nice.
It hit me like a baseball bat to the face, when I realized why I was so angry. I realized that at the pace Billy and I's relationship was going, I was going to end up falling. Just like he wanted.
I was so stunned that I could be this weak, that even Billy seemed to notice my change in emotion.
He looked over to me, "If you puke in here I will throw you in a lake with your legs tied to cement, you here me?"
I looked at him for the first time since we got in the car. What he said was vicious, but I saw by his facial expression and how he kept looking back and forth from the road to me, that he was curious if I actually was ok.
"If I was going to spew I would let you know, so you can stop looking at me like that," I said in an unintentionally pouty tone.
"You look like your gonna blow any second."
"I'm fine Billy!" I said in a loud outburst before almost whispering, "Can you just stop talking to me for christ's sake?"
I turned my knees away from him and that must of been the last straw cause he immediately slammed on his brakes in the middle of road and turned to me.
"You either start talking or we're going to be sitting right here until you do."
I looked in the side mirror too see if any cars were behind us, realizing we were stopped just on the decline of a hill.
Fuck.
"Fucking drive are you crazy? You're gonna get us hit."
"Guess that one will be on you sweetheart."
I looked in the mirror again, no sign of a car yet. Though due to the angle of the hill, it might be too late once a car would be in view.
"Fuck Billy, what's your damage?" I said looking at him in the eyes.
"I could ask you the same god damn thing, so either we get to the theater soaked in blood and with some broken bones, or you start talking right now.", he looked at me starting to rev his car, creating unnecessary drama to the situation.
I had to snap myself out of the thought of him taking me to see a movie and how that's actually a nice thing of him too do, in order to focus on the problem at hand.
"You are my problem Billy!" I yelled out.
After building up some momentum, he slammed the gas pedal sending us flying down the road. He yelled out, "That's more like it baby!"
"And your celebrating that?", I yelled back in confusion.
"How long you gonna take this shit before you decide to do something about it, y/n?"
"How about you just stop giving me your shit, that'd fucking solve my problem real quick."
We were both still yelling, but I felt my heart racing in my chest as we sped down the road.
"Why don't you just scream?" he said maintaining our incredibly illegal speed.
"Do what?"
He rolled down the windows causing my hair to blow everywhere.
"Scream!", he said before upping our speed once again as he yelled out a very guttural angry scream. He laughed diabolically after looking to me as if I was supposed to give it a try now.
I hesitated, I definitely still was angry and I definitely felt like screaming after all the stress Billy caused me today.
Billy turned up the radio, as to try and hide my scream in case I was embarrassed. AC/DC's song "You Shook Me All Night Long" abruptly came crashing on over the speakers, right in the middle of the chorus.
I gave a big huff as I screamed as hard as I could. It absolutely wasn't some pretty scream you see typically in horror films where they want to keep woman dainty and feminized.
This was deep, and came straight from my pit of anger. I was going to for sure feel the repercussions in my throat tomorrow morning.
Billy laughed, and I laughed with him.
He somehow turned up the radio even louder, leaving me to feel the bass of the music in my heart. He beat the steering wheel along to the music, still managing to go Mach 20 speed down the little one way road we were travelling on, with zero care in the world of how dangerous it was.
I would never admit to it, but in that moment I began my slow and inevitable fall for Billy fucking Hargrove
When we got to the theater and I was in a much better mood than before we left my house. Billy pressed down on my thigh, keeping me down in my seat, as I tried to lean up to leave.
He signaled me to stay and quickly got out, breezing his way over to my side of the car to open it for me.
"Well, maybe you can be a gentleman. I'm shocked.", I said practically climbing my way out of his low to the ground sports car.
"See what happens when you trust me and just have a good time?", he said closing the car door behind me.
He offered his arm up to me to wrap my own around as we walked, so being polite I took it, getting closer to him. "Oh so I should have trusted you for some 'yoga practice' too is what your saying?"
"As fun as that would have been," he said with a smirk, "I wouldn't have then been able to take you here."
I obviously ignored the comment and gave it no attention. Instead I looked up at the theater heading, remembering how Steve wrote 'featuring Nancy the Slut Wheeler' on it back when he was in highschool and a total douchebag. He and the rest of the chaos gang would be shocked to see me here with none other Billy Hargrove.
The thought made me sigh and made me want to try to get my mind off how disappointed my peers would be with me if they knew I was going on a date with a tool.
I looked around instead, realizing there was only a handful of cars parked nearby. "There's nobody here even here, do you think it's because of that mall they're building"
"To be honest I don't really give a fuck why people are here or not, just means we'll be alone in the theater room if it's dead inside."
"Yeah like I said at my house, don't get any funny ideas."
"I have the ideas, you're just too big of a pussy to go through with them."
I rolled my eyes and had to laugh, "Yeah, I don't think me not throwing myself down your pants like every other girl makes me a pussy, as you say."
"I'll have you begging soon so whatever you say," he whispered in my ear.
Billy definitely wasn't shy, and that was something I really enjoyed. I've felt like I've always had to initiate something from a partner in order to be even slightly satisfied. I blush, what the fuck am I thinking?
I put the thought aside and looked away from Billy to hide my blush, which was from half from my thoughts, and about half from what he said.
He laughed and roughed up my hair with his hand. I'd have to fix it later anyways before going to meet his parents, so I didn't mind.
Billy took care of everything, to make sure everything happened the way he wanted. I sat down in my seat of the theater, and to no one's surprise it was empty. He threw his arm around me, not caring what I thought about it, he just wanted to do it.
I didn't mind this time, but only for this time only. I for sure didn't want to cuddle up to him, so he could forget about me doing that.
I watched the film in bliss, just happy to be out and doing something for once after school that isn't just doing chores for the yearbook committee or siting at home on the phone with my best friend Robin.
Hell after seeing my sad excuse of a love life, I think even my dad would be proud to see me out of the house.
I looked too Billy who was focused on the film, god he really was pretty.
"See something you like sweetheart?", he said without looking at me.
I blushed, I literally just got caught gawking, that's a new low even for me.
"Nah, I just think your an idiot Billy Hargrove."
He scoffed, "If I was an idiot I wouldn't have been the King of our hick ass highschool would I?"
I thought it was weird that he still thought about highschool so frequently, its almost as if he still liked it.
That on its own made me think about the party, and how I threw my drink in his face after he tried to get me to sleep with him. Why the hell was he even there at a highschool party?
"I know you still know people at Hawkins, but don't you think it's weird that you still hang out with highschoolers and they still call you the almighty King of Hawkins.," I said in a half jokingly manor.
"They loved me there, you saying you wouldn't love all that praise?", he said with a smile.
"Yeah, but I just figured anyone after they graduate would be focused on getting a job and finally making something out of themselves. Not going to stupid high school parties and trying to bang your old classmates."
He sighed and didn't respond. "Yeah yeah whatever, want to get off my dick about it?"
"I can't believe you'd ever complain about me being on your dick."
"Yeah alright, just drop the whole subject y/n," he said in a serious closed off tone. I sat there and fumbled with my thumbs.
Dammit
I didn't meant to make it awkward. I sat there for a minute thinking about how I could ease the tension. I gave it another thought, and I suppose leaning my head on him wouldn't be as terrible of a thing I first initally thought it to be.
I rested my head on his chest, sort of awkwardly resting on the arm rest to do so, but I eventually got situated enough for it too not be in my way.
"I don't need your pity," he said but not rejecting me.
"Good thing I'm not pitying you, it's not like you've told me anything to pity you over anyways."
He huffed, "Yeah well you just worry about impressing my dad tonight alright?"
What he said seemed random, but I think he was giving me a hint of why he was so tense.
"If I can impress you, I can impress anyone I think," I said keeping the mood light.
"Yeah as if it was your personality that I was interested in at first."
I playfully punched his chest and when I rested my head down all I thought was
I'm not very religious but dear God I'm in trouble if shit continues like this.
Billy and I managed to finish the movie and drive to his house without any screaming matches or sudden dangerous stops on hills this time.
I could tell Billy was feeling nervous, which is a sight I thought I'd never see. How bad could his dad be in order to make Billy out of all people feel nervous.
I felt pretty confident at first, as I know I'm a good person, but seeing Billy get bent out of shape just from the looming fact of his dad's opinion, it made my palms get sweaty.
We got to the door and Billy stopped me before entering.
"I didn't ask any girl to come here. I asked you." he said making me feel sort of warm inside, "Don't fuck this up," he continued squashing my said warm fuzzy feeling.
We walked inside and I saw what I assumed to be Billy's dad and stepmother sitting in the living room. Billy's dad whipped his head around to the sound of the door and gave us a disapproving look.
"Well I see why now Max came home on a skateboard.", he said looking me up and down.
I was going to introduce myself but Billy beat me to the start. "Dad, Susan this is y/n," he paused to look at me, "y/n this is my dad and my stepmom Susan."
"Charmed," his dad said from his chair not even looking at me.
Susan jumped up from the couch and met me to shake my hand.
"It's so nice to see Billy bringing home someone so pretty," she took my hand and for once it was the one without the bruise, "let me lead you to the kitchen and we can get you a spot set up for dinner, that would be nice wouldn't it Neil?", she said looking back at Billy's dad from where we stood.
"Perfect," he said not caring at all of my presence.
She smiled and she dragged me away. I gave Billy one last look before we were separated and I could see him mentally preparing himself for something bad I'd assume.
"So are you and Billy dating?" she asked immediately.
I swallowed nervously, between the stress and that screaming I did in the car, I felt like I was swallowing flakes due to how dry my throat was. "Oh yes, we are," I finally said after a pause.
"I'm not very close to Billy, but I think it's a really good thing for him to finally settling down on someone his age.
"Oh yeah, for sure." I replied awkwardly.
She asked me a bunch of questions about my life, like where I lived, if I graduated with Billy, I told her no and she asked what grade I was in. It really was all standard stuff really, but I still felt it was good for the sake of getting along like Billy wanted.
Things were going ok until I heard Billy's dad yell, "Oh what? Are you scared your whore will hear it?"
I looked to Susan who immediately looked at me. She smiled and that made me feel very uncomfortable, it was as if she just somehow didn't hear what was said.
"Lets uh- go set up the spot at the table for you alright sweetie?", she said leading me out of the kitchen. I was practically shaking from nerves and it didn't help when the front door started slamming from Billy and his dad taking the argument outside.
I heard another door open, softer this time, when I heard, "Mom is everything ok?"
Max popped herself into the room, and I gave her a second double take of the day as to why the hell I was still around. I shook my hand at her, it was a very awkward wave hi.
"Oh y/n, this is my daughter Maxine. She's a little bit younger than you, but I'm sure you guys will be just fine to chat for a minute while I go check on the boys," she moved from my side ushering me and Max to sit at the table before leaving the room.
I waited for the front door to open and close again before flopping my head on the table.
"Ok," she said stunned, "what are you doing here?"
"Billy," I responded half groaning.
"Yeah no shit, please don't tell me your going to seriously date him."
"I'm not actually dating him Max," I leaned my head up from the table. The stress of everything from today finally started to hit me and suddenly I felt as if all my lifeforce was drained from me.
"It sure as shit look like it."
"Yeah but I'm not," I sighed rubbing my face with my hands, "I threw a drink in his face after he tried to get in my pants and now he's interested in me."
Max snorted, "No please don't tell me he's only going after you due to blue balls."
"It's not funny, he literally came busting into the highschool this morning and forced me into this."
"Wait what? Forced you?" she looked at me confusion, obviously assuming the worst.
"No, not like that- I just mean- All he did was- Look nothing bad happened, the worst he's done is kiss me when I didn't ask for it," I said obviously lying, but I don't think Max should hear about how he pinned me against my bed or grabbed my ass at the bottom of my stairwell.
She sighed and I could tell she was trying to hold in a laugh again, "Well good luck fending him off he's a dickhead. Literally. That's the only part of his body that thinks."
"Neil called me a whore? Should I be worried about what's going on outside? Am I gonna get roped into this somehow?", I asked.
She squirmed in her seat for a second, "I mean, Neil and Billy are pretty similar actually. They both get really aggressive and stuff and I mean, he kind of deserves it sometimes, but I've definitely heard Billy get his shit rocked by him before."
"For real? Isn't that like abuse or something?", I asked in shock.
She shrugged, "My mom believes he's a good guy, so whatever he does I'd imagine Billy kinda' deserves it."
"Still. Just seems hardcore."
"Yeah well the apple didn't fall far from the tree, I think they're both controlling assholes."
I went to respond but I heard the door fly open and I immediately got nervous. In single file, Billy, Neil, and Susan all came into the dinning room where Max and I were sitting.
Neil came to me and shook my hand, choosing the undesired one to hold.
"I apologize for any inappropriate behavior you heard tonight," he looked to Billy and back to me, "I'm assuming you know Billy's history and I was afraid he brought home someone sleezy into my house without any warning."
"But hearing you are Billy's girlfriend, and we all just want to have a nice dinner with you, so we can have a good rest of the evening.", she butted in. She smiled but I could tell it was fake. She was obviously bothered by something that had to have occurred outside.
I looked to Billy who bore a stone cold face. It was very obvious something had happened and he just wanted this night to be over with.
I looked around at the entire family, all of them miserable. This should have been clear proof that falling for Billy was a bad idea. I would never try and fix someone, it's not my job to, but I can tell that Billy himself wouldn't be happy in a relationship unless things were to change.
In this short amount of time of being around him, I realized why he bounced around to different girls, never staying with one for too long.
I knew this fact, and I still couldn't help the feeling inside me that burned with fury. I wanted to comfort him.
I looked at him, and realized I couldn't ever fall for him and I was going to have to stop myself from falling even further.
Billy Hargrove is a fucking train wreck waiting to happen and somehow I'm on board. I have to find my way off, so I don't crash with it.
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Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader | Kate Bishop x fem!reader
Request: Hey! I saw you are taking request and I was thinking maybe if you could do a jealous Wanda (bc Kate keeps kinda flirting with femreader and they get along so well together) or the other way around and Kate is the jealous one (bc of Wanda) I just really need a fic with them 🥺 or even other idea that bumped into my head was both of them fighting over reader to win her over and reader getting overwhelmed by having them competing to have her, so she gets upset cause she likes them pretty much the same lol, that would be so so appreciated!! 💓💓
Warnings: Fighting over reader, reader likes both, flirting, no Wanda x Vision, mentions of alcohol (NO drunkenness, I promise), playing truth or dare
A/N: THIS IS A COMPLETE AU. The avengers are still together and Kate was recruited. I do not mention the age difference, that is part of the au, pretend the ages are the same. Nat is not dead <3 (I did the bold part of the request)
Word count: 1363
Part 2, Part 3
"Can you kiss me more? We're so young boy, we ain't got nothin' to looooOose..." You hum to Doja Cat's song, singing the parts you know and humming the words you forgot. You are tidying up your room and trying to get it cleaned up for tonight. You are having the girls on the team over for a slumber party.
You are hoping this gives you closure on a few things. There are two girls that you like and you want to figure out which one you should be with. You like them both and just need to figure out who would be a better fit.
The party is not for another 45 minutes when Wanda arrives. She is holding two packages of Oreos. One package of normal ones, and the other of mint chocolate chip ones. (a/n They are so good)
"I know these are your favorite so I brought a pack for you." She says lovingly. You smile and nod, grabbing the two packages and setting them on the table overstuffed with food. Chips, chocolate, pizza, beer, monsters, water, M&M's, and lots more. You give Wanda a brief explanation of your plans for the night and she nods along, really just watching your eyes.
She had loved you for so long, not knowing if you loved her that way. Which of course you did, but you also loved Kate that way.
You go through a stack of movies you have, showing Wanda each choice.
"We can watch at least three, maybe more." You say. Wanda can tell you are stressed out with all the planning, so she tells you to lay on the bed and she will get the rest done. "Are you sure Wanda? I got this." You try to argue with her but she shushes you. She gently puts her hand on your arm, making your heart flutter.
"I am sure girly, rest your eyes for a bit." Wanda giggles, using the term girly like always. After an hour all the girls were there and ready to party. You all sat around your big room. Your room is the size of an apartment, you had a small living area in the first corner. It contains a red couch shoved against the wall across from a TV on a brown wooden table with counters containing movies in them. To the side of the cute little couch is a recliner and an old fashioned velvet chair that goes with the couch. The living area was small but not cramped. You all fit fine in the area. On the 2nd corner is a door leading to the bathroom, it has a cute side table against the wall beside the door with a blue vase on it. In the third corner is your king sized bed with a little wooden nightstand beside it. You have a velvet (matching the chair, and the color of the couch) bench. And some sleeping bags are rolled out.
You sat on the right side of the couch next to Kate, who sits against the wall. Wanda is sitting on the floor by your knee. She is crisscrossed like a little girl. It makes you smile.
Natasha sits in the velvet chair, Yelena on the floor next to her. Ever since Clint and Kate helped Yelena with her little predicament with Val, Yelena has been around for awhile.
In the recliner is Shuri (yes you invited her, she flew from Wakanda to be here), she sits with the feet up.
Also on the floor is Pepper Pots, and Carol. You marvel at the amount of people who showed up, wondering where you would all sleep.
Suddenly you are snapped out of your thoughts when you feel a hand on your knee, looking down to see a cackling Wanda. Clearly someone made a joke, but you don't bother to ask about it because you are blushing and very flustered. Even when she is done with her fit prof laughter, her hand remains there.
Kate looks over to see you blushing and can't help feeling jealous. She has crushed on you since she got here, and she believes you like Wanda. You do. But you also like her.
"How about truth or dare?" Natasha offers, getting a good response from the group.
"Oh yes, let's. I have never played it before." Shuri says, rubbing her hands together like a super villian. You all laugh and you mentally prepare yourself for the game.
"Alright since it is your idea, you first 'Tasha." Wanda tells her, at which Nat nods.
"Okay then, Kate." She pauses, making Kate nervous. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare." Kate says, she rubs her hands together anxiously by her legs. She wants so badly to fit in and be a part of this team, and you can tell. You put your hand on hers and she looks at you in surprise. You smile at her and she smiles back.
"I dare you to... call Clint and tell him you peed yourself and act like a little kid." She thinks before giving the dare, and you all burst into laughter.
"Starting of strong there Nat." Yelena says, taking a sip of a glass of beer from the cup she is using. There is a low table between the couch and TV with all that food.
"Fine, fine. But let the record show I hate you." Kate laughs, reaching over to get her phone. She puts the call on speaker as it rings. "Um, hey Clint."
"What do you want Kate?" He says over the line.
"well, I had an accident." Ahe says, trying to conceal her laughter. You smile at her.
"A car accident? Kate Bishop!" He says like a dad would to a child he is disappointed in.
"Not a car accident. I- peed. Like I didn't make it to the restroom accident. I am at the sleepover and idk what to do Clint."
"Your disgusting! You are a grown woman, and you can't make it to the restroom?!" Clint says, utterly grossed out. Kate dies laughing, not able to restrain it.
"It is just prank." He immediately hangs up on her when she says prank. Everyone has a good laugh. She rolls over in laughter.
"Your turn to ask Kate." Natasha laughs.
"Pepper, truth or dare?" Kate says, giving a pointed look towards the red headed woman. Pepper cracks a grin,
"Truth." She says with a short nod. Everyone boos and few words are shouted her way about being a baby to not pick dare. She laughs and awaits Kate's question.
"What is the stupidest thing that you have an emotional attachment to?"
"Tony." Pepper says without hesitation, everyone immediately dies of laughter. "Kidding, I am kidding. I have a really dumb attachment to this fake plant. It is in our bedroom window sill, and I have to tell it goodnight every night." You tried to restrain your laughter unlike the other woman.
"Your turn Pep," You say, still trying to not laugh.
"You guys are mean." She teases, sounding like a mother. "Wanda, truth or dare?"
*Wanda*
"Dare!" The red haired woman states with a brave smile. She looks up briefly at Y/N just to catch A glimpse of her beautiful face. But your eyes were on Kate Bishop. Wanda's smile falters for a moment, before she regains composure.
"I dare you to kiss Y/N." Pepper says indefinitely. Wanda freezes in place. Kiss Y/N? Kiss the woman she has loved since she became an avenger? Kiss the girl in love with another?
Pepper knew you liked Y/N. Wanda told her a while back. Only does she regret it now. "Um, what?" Y/N squeaks. Kate's eyes bulg out other face. Wanda feels the redness grow on her warm skin.
"Yep. Kiss you two." Pepper says in a smiley voice. Wanda catches Y/N's eyes and they are silent.
*Y/N*
Y/N looks over at Kate, who has sunk into the couch with an unreadable look on her face. Y/N looks back at Wanda who is blushing like a tomato. Y/N can only imagine how red she is.
Wanda and hers face meet level and they stare nervously at each other.
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