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klonoadreams · 1 year

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Wait

As far as I can understand, public opinion is something important in Galar, they have sponsors for gym leaders and they are treated like celebrities, so how does the public see the members of the polydex?

I understand that Raihan should be loved like, I don't know Ryan Reynolds (for some reason I think they have a similar personality) and Leon is his undefeated champion for 10 years, but Brie is wild, Piers seems like someone not to approach and because of his mother one could have an erroneous preconceived opinion of Gordie, and Sonia, could be slightly recognized for her career in pokemon battles but besides that it would be for her friendship with other leaders (and more than friendship) and her family connection with Professor Magnolia not much more is known about her, it could be said that she's a pokemon researcher but I don't think those are jobs that people care about very much.

Is this important too in Paldea?

Gordie is an exceptionally popular man who gets fanmail and gifts. He might have to deal with his Mama, but he is genuinely loved by Galar. Which is cute, because like his Mama, he is also on the heavy side

YOU ARE LOVED. Absolutely lovely.

Piers has his fans that are especially supportive (though it's not enough for his town just yet). And Sonia is fine, if sometimes feeling a bit overshadowed, but she has her fans, mostly because of what things that people were able to see during her time as a Trainer. Like, she thinks she's nothing special, but some her battle records are often played, because she really stuck out strongly and while she never went farther than what she's done, she still should be proud of her achievements.

Brie started off rather roughly on her own Journey, since she lost often, and like, her very first public appearance, alongside the rest of the newcomers (you know that cutscene of your character taking their first step into the stadium, with people watching), she tripped and fell flat on her face. And that...pretty much got eyes on her, since she is ALSO Opal's adoptive granddaughter.

They don't really know much about her background, since Opal and Chairman Rose are doing their damn best that it STAYS like that. No one needs to know that this is the wild child of the Glimwood Tangle - that's the one thing that only a select few people know.

Brie's effectively a mystery, until events happen and rumor come out, and then all attention is on her. Honestly, it's that same attention that is what drew Bede towards her.

And effectively made Bede each out to her and Opal, like...he's a bratty kid in my head. He latched onto one of their legs and refused to let go. Say hello to your little brother, Brie!!

Anyways Brie's effectively viewed with a lot of positivity (public opinion favors her highly, the only ones talking shit about her are those jealous and *cough*SwordwardShieldbert*cough*), as someone who lost a lot, but still has the tenacity and drive to keep trying anyways. :V

Brie might've passed on the title to Bede, but Bede is always ready to hand it back to her, should she ever feel like it. :V

by the by, should definitely be mentioned, as a result of Brie's existence here, whatever happens in Sword and Shield goes a LOT more differently, including Chairman Rose. Honestly, I think what I want best is the reconciliation between Rose and Peony, because at the very least, I think they should be on speaking terms.

After all, despite being often compared to Rose, Peony still has his attachment to him, from the fact that he still has the very first Pokemon that they caught together. :V

That's enough spoilers on that end for me. (this is also me confirming that, while it was never intentional, I realized it'd be VERY weird if things didn't change in the future, because hey, this is different now and would be very STRANGE to keep going as if things are still in the game)

Anyways I don't think this is as important in Paldea, since their battles aren't as broadcasted as Galar. Not to mention, you need endorsements to go on the Gym Challenge in Galar, so there's a heavy emphasis on sports for this like it's Soccer/Football.

It's like...not as high of a career, and isn't as difficult to juggle multiple jobs. Like Nessa has some difficulty on her end, while Tulip has no issues at all, whatsoever, despite the two having similarities in their careers outside of being a Gym Leader.

Katy can juggle it well, though she REALLY wants to go full-out in Pokemon battling instead of being a warm up of sorts, like Milo in Galar (though even Milo feels bad about defeating Trainers if he manages to be stronger than them - otherwise, he's very HAPPY to help them grow stronger).

Larry is a complete outlier here, considering he is a Gym Leader, an Elite Four Member, and a Salaryman that works for the POkemon League (if I remember reading that correctly, idk, but his entire career REVOLVES around the Pokemon League). Geeta gets on his ass, yes, but Larry ALSO KEEPS WORKING OVERTIME.

Not to mention, he's mainly situated by the entrance into Area Zero. My dude is competent, but he is also tired from various stressors (one of which he inflicts on himself with the voluntary overtime). Geeta's just part of it, but god damn, man, take it easy on yourself too, before you HAVE to get put on MANDATORY vacation.

Grusha is mainly a Gym Leader, but he's doing okay - most of his struggles stem from the issues he has with the end of his snowboarding career. Which is fair. :V

Of course, that doesn't make any of them less popular, but it's definitely a "you have to be there to see it" sort of thing with most gym leaders. Which is why so many of the locals are ready to cheer Larry on.

Scarnoa has her own fans too, but they're certainly nothing to compare with Brie's die-hard fans after she struggled so much with her Gym Challenge. Scarnoa is more of a "oh shit, do we finally have another champion in the making????"

but she is still loved. Brie's just got fans with massive soft spots for the child that kept rematching Kabu until she FINALLY won, albeit, rather scuffed because her Wimpod traded out (Wimp Out) with an Eiscue of hers that wasn't registered for the battle and while she DID get scolded for it, the timing of it allowed the battle to continue without any disqualifications...

and she won. Sure got some criticism for it (main from a pair of brothers), but eventually, everyone just "accept the win - you still won!!" and best of all, she made it past the biggest hurdle that most Trainers usually give up at. So keep at it.

anyways sorry for the late response, I KEPT FORGETTING TO ANSWER THIS DX

#ask #mmyrve #pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon scarlet and violet #gym leaders #raihan's polydex #also ran (fanfic)#no manches (fanfic)#brie (oc)#scarnoa (oc)#my inbox is open y'all #i'm mainly on a scarnoa spree #but sorry for taking so long to reply to this ask

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rexscanonwife · 2 years

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BRIE BRIE PLEASE TELL ME KEPLER AND OMEGA MEET AT ONE POINT 😭😭😭 that and does Kepler still stay with your s/i (and Rex by association hehe) during Rebels?? 🥺

AAAAAAA MIA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK (I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL!!) I am so sorry it's taken me this long to answer this!! :'3 you see, the reason I was so hesitant to answer it was cause it'd mean I'd have to come clean...in the canon-compliant timeline at least...Kepler doesn't survive Order 66.

BUT since you asked, it made me realize that even though narratively I think that's what would happen, I have the power to create multiple realities, one wherein Kep does make it out! Albeit with a few scratches.

More info under the cut!

Presenting to you guys, for the first time ever, adult/Rebels!Kepler!! In this drawing he's about 30, so the same age as Kanan, and yes in this AU he does live with me and Rex for a long while on Endor! :> Kep was always like my first son, so he becomes a big brother to the rest of me and Rex's kids!! He also joins me and the others when Ahsoka starts up the rebellion, we're the Komodo squadron and we're fighting for a free galaxy! (and no Kepler does not approve of Rex fucking off to go fishing with his buddies, it puts a wedge in their relationship and it takes a little while to mend it once he eventually joins the rebels)

Due to his experiences he's definitely got some PTSD, he's way jumpier, more paranoid, and occasionally needs to walk with a cane due to his injuries and his hands tend to shake too much for him to wield his old lightsaber normally. Instead, he actually uses the Force to swing it, he's become much more in tune with it since he was a clumsy teenager! and yes, he does interact with both Omega and Ezra, especially since his original home planet is also Lothal!

#brie babbles #self insert talk #platonic self ship #familial self ship #kepler quinn #star wars oc #star wars original character #artfarts #dgjhkg YEAH SO....#the handful of people who join my streams regularly/i talk to in dms actually knew about order 66 #and i kinda didnt wanna tell everyone cause i knew itd break their hearts skgjk #if it makes u feel better I DONT LIKE IT EITHER #star wars is just FULL OF PAIN AND SUFFERING #but this is actually an au ive really liked developing and i do wanna talk more about it/draw more adult kep!!#so thanks again for the ask and SORRY AGAIN THAT I DIDNT REPLY SOONER #I WANTED TO WAIT TILL THIS DRAWING WAS DONE AND IT TOOK A WHILE #honestly i gotta get back in the swing of things #and im sure youve also been busy so i hope youre well bby mwah #kisses ur forehead

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stinkrascal · 2 years

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thinking abt breanna i want to give her a kiss

come get your kiss!!!!

#jade answers #pocketclowns #straud asks #gif warning #im late replying to this im sry ily brie loves u too :D

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nevaeh-daughterofvalcarol · 1 month

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Hi I love your page so much

Omgggg hi! Thank you I love your user name 🤭🤭🤭 you slay btw 💅 absolute queen 👑 I wish you a wonderful day/night/evening/afternoon

#nev reply ✨💙✨#@carollarsonfan2024 #You're a freaking a sweetheart #I love you 🫶😔🫶#we stan carol danvers in this household ✊#brie my beloved #lesbriean

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amethystarrows · 10 months

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brie-draws · 17 days

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I just need to say cuz I reblogged a bunch of your art on my side,, I literally am love in with your art!!! You do some of the best and cutest pixel art. And I love Malice Mizer :3

Thank you so much!!!! <3333 made my mornyan to wake up to such a sweet message, it means so much to me, thank you!!!! ^w^999

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lovingmattysposts · 2 months

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You don't know me 30

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pairing: y/n and chris sturniolo

summary: you and chris came from two different sides of the spectrum when it came to the social scale. You had the perfect life, the perfect boyfriend, the perfect parents, but when you start to peal back that layers things got messy. Your life was set and stone, your future was set and stone. That was until he comes and changes everything.

warnings: family drama, sad

This was awkward.

No this wasn't awkward. This was painful.

I chewed the food slowly in my mouth as I kept glancing from my plate to my mother.

"Thank you, you can go" My father said to Moria, our kitchen staff, as she set down the rest of the brie. She looked up at him before nodding and walking out of the dining room. I just watched her as she left.

Silence again.

There wasn't even awkward small talk between my parents. Just silence. I smacked my lips.

"Another family dinner.” I hummed looking at my plate. The second one of…my entire life? “If you're not careful I'll be expecting family vacations soon" I chuckled and looked up at Scott. He didn't laugh, nor smile.

I bit my tonuge, the effort to lighten the mood did not work. I looked up at my mother who picked up her wine glass and brought it up to her lips. I looked back down at my plate.

"You've been at the house quite a lot these past few days" Scott stated. I looked up at him. I opened my mouth and looked back down. "Yeah" I agreed with a small nod.

He looked down at his food, scrapping his fork against the plate.

"You're not seeing that Sturniolo boy anymore?" He asked. I glanced up at him. We held eye contact.

I didn't know if I should question the fact on why he knows about Chris and I, or if I should just answer the question.

"Um" I looked down, his gaze being too much. "I am, he's just in Boston right now visiting family" I mumbled. Scott hummed. Why was I nervous? I knew he wasn't curious on the status of Chris and I. There had to be something else, another motive in him asking.

"Are you still seeing Max then?" He asked dropping his fork all together. My fork stilled against my plate. I looked up at my mother to see if she had any indication on what he was on about. Her face didn't wavor and she looked to the side.

Her face screaming: I'm not interfering, I want to stay out of this.

"Uh, No. We broke up remember?" I glanced up at him. He nodded and looked to the side. "Yes, I remember. Just because you two broke up, doesn't mean that you stopped seeing him. I was just clarifying" He stated. I furrowed my eyebrows and leaned back in my chair.

"No, I think that's exactly what breaking up means. You stop seeing each other" I looked at Scott. He looked at me before nodding.

"Yes, usually that's what that means, but as I know now, you didn't take being together as what that means. You saw other people. I wasn't sure if you planned on following what 'breaking up' means" He said coldly. I looked up at my mother. She just looked at me.

"You spoke to Max" I breathed looking back down. There would be no other indication on how he knew that I had cheated on Max. My mother wouldn’t have told him, she knew I would spill her secrets too if she did.

"I saw him, yes" Scott replied. I clenched my jaw. "There's two side to every story, father" I snapped looking up at him. He licked his lips as he looked at me. "So i've heard" He nodded. I tore my gaze away from him.

I'm not about to be guilt tripped into feeling bad about what happened. I went through my stage of guilt. I was past it. I moved on. I wasn't going to sit here and relive it so Scott can throw daggers at me to try and make me feel bad.

I was done feeling bad for what I wanted. What I deserved.

I shoved my fork in my mouth to stop non-dinner-appropriate words from falling out.

"You mentioned that boy was in Boston" He spoke again. I took in a breath. Here we go again. I placed my fork down and leaned back, staring at him straight in the face. He now has my full attention, because whatever stunt he was pulling? I wanted to get it over with.

I wasn't scared of him anymore.

Now, I dared him to try me.

"Am I correct?" He raised his eyebrows from my shift. "You're correct. Chris--" He has a name. "--Is in Boston" I finished. He hummed looking down at his plate.

I've lived with this man for 18 years, he doesn't just make conversation. He has a purpose for bringing this up, because I knew he didn't give a fuck about Chris visitng his family in Boston.

"You know, I went to Boston once" He glanced up at me. I just looked at him. Where are you going with this Scott? He looked up, fake confusion crossing his brain. I just watched him as he put on his show.

"Wait, no. It wasn't Boston" He shook his head. Fake clarity washed over him as he lifted his finger. "It was New York" He nodded looking at me, before he snapped his head over to my mother with a smile.

"Do you remember when I visited New York, Clara?" He asked softly, but there were venom behind his words. Her whole body stiffened as she paused the sip she was going to take from her wine.

Her eyes shifted slowly over to Scott, she lowered her glass and cleared her throat.

"Yes" She stated calmly. I looked between them. I felt like I was looking through someone's underwear drawer right now. Whatever was going down, I wasn't suppose to be watching.

What the fuck was going on?

Scott tore his eyes from my mother and picked up his fork and stabbed a piece of chicken. My mother and I were no longer eating, our eyes were trained on him.

"New York was so lovely at the time." He smiled as he chewed. I felt like if I moved even half and inch, I was going to be in danger. I swallowed. He was smiling, but nothing behind the smile seemed joyful.

"I was young, about to graduate college a year early. I made connections to people in New York that I still have today, those people brought me to where I am today. The empire I've build today" His smile continued to fall as he spoke as he spoke sharply. I glanced at my mom, but she looked just as frozen as me.

One hand on the spine of her glass, the other frozen against her fork.

"I would say that I've taken care of this family pretty well. Haven't I Clara?" He asked looking up at her. You could see the panic on her face. She didn't respond for a second before she finally blinked.

"Y-Yes honey, of course you have. You've done tremendous things for this family. Don't you think so Y/n?" My mother looked at me. I opened my mouth to speak but my father cut me off.

"Do you remember the time frame of when I was in New York?" He asked, his gaze still stuck on my mother. I closed my mouth from when I was going to answer my mother's question. My mother's eyes slowly shifted back over to him and away from me.

She blinked and looked down at her plate. "No. I don't remember the exact days you were there. It was like 20 years ago" She shook her head as she scrapped her fork agaisnt the plate.

"18 years ago" He snapped. My face dropped as I looked at Scott. My mother took in a breath and swallowed.

"You may not remember the exact days I was in New York, but do you remember what you were doing?" He tilted his head. My mother opened her mouth before she shook it softy. Scott hummed and looked down, nodding.

I felt my blood run cold and my heart start to beat out of my chest.

"You know, the biggest moment of my entire life happened a few months after that New York trip.." His fork hitting the plate rang throughout the room as he dropped it against his plate. My mother's eyes were trained on the table as she just listened to him speak.

"It's when we found out we we're having you" He turned his head and his eyes connected with mine. My eyes went wide as I looked at him. I shook off my fear, even though I knew it was radiating off my face. I smiled and nodded.

Once I smiled back, he looked down at his plate, picking his fork back up. The only sound in the room was his fork moving. Not mine or my mother's just his as he slowly ate his food. I almost thought whatever game he was playing was over, until he spoke again.

"But then"

I took in a breath. "You know--" Scott chuckled, but I'm sure he wasn't finding humor out of anything he was saying. "I started doing some math" He sat back in his chair. My mother's eyes clicked up to his.

"You know math was one of my strongest suits, I got an A in Advanced Calculous my senior year of college" He placed his hand across the table. My mother didn't look at his hands, but kept eye contact with his face.

"And I was like--" He shook his head. "The last time would have been able to conceive would have been a month before that, because I was cramming for exams and you had started your period" He pointed to my mother. I watched as the color drained in my mother's face.

"After all, you were only 12 weeks when we figured out" He nodded. My mother cleared her throat. "You know the science, not all of that is completely exact on timing and everything" My mother spoke for the first time in a few minutes.

"It wouldn't have been a month unexact" He snapped quickly, which shut my mother up. She looked down. I glanced between them as he stared at her and her eyes glued to her lap.

"I'm gonna--" I started to stand

"You'll stay right there in your seat, young lady" His eyes snapped to mine and I froze. I looked at my plate as I took in a breath. I felt like I was running, sprinting. I couldn't breathe. If anything, I was scared. Not for myself but for my mother.

"I let it go, you know" His voice softened. He shook his head and chuckled. "I thought, I must have been crazy. I was shocked by the news and I was just overthinking. I did a study, it said every young parent goes through questioning and denial. So I wrote it off as that." He breathed shaking his head.

My mother swallowed.

"Then we had the baby" He breathed. I felt my heart clench when he didn't saw my name. He refered to me as 'the baby'.

"It who else did it look exact like other than...the boy you told me 'was just your study partner'" He said. I took in a breath and my mother turned her head, but I saw tears starting to form.

"The boy who 'just walked you to class' or just 'needed to borrow your notes'" He went on and my mother's face shook.

"I thought I was delusional, that I was forcing myself to see something that wasn't there. That I was just in shock that I was barley 21 years old and was taking on a new born" He shook his head.

"By the time she turned one, I'd completely forgotten about the name James Doe" He hit his fork against the plate.

My mother closed her eyes at the mention of his name. I just watched frantically not knowing how this was going to play out.

"But then she had his hair color, by the time when she was three. She had his love for the stars, by the time she turned 10." My mother winced with every word.

"Scott"

"--And who do I see sitting with our daughter yesterday inside of the resturant on 18th street?" He asked softly looking at her. My mother winced.

"James...Doe"

My face fell. He'd finally reached his breaking point, the finalized decison, because of me? I felt the color leave my face. My mother looked up at me in confusion.

"I-" I shook my head getting ready to explain myself, to defend myself, to even say that I was on date with my brother and just meeting his father--just to save my mother for whatever was about that happen.

My father raised his hand to face. I shut my mouth and bit my tonuge. His gaze remained on my mother.

"I'm gonna give you a choice, Clara." He folded his napkin in his lap. I swallowed as I looked between them and fear crossed my mother’s face.

"--but first, I want to hear you say it" He stated blankly staring at her with his jaw clenched. Her eyes widened.

"Wh-What--" She said softly.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me who her father is" He pointed at me. I looked between them. My mother looked from him to me. I looked down at my plate, her gaze being too much.

"Tell me how you let a low-life fuck you and get you pregnant" He snapped. My eyes widened from the curse leaving Scott's mouth. I'd never heard him speak in such a way.

Also the term he used 'low-life' rang in my head like dynamite. The same terminology Max used.

I clenched my fists. That's my father he was speaking about.

"He's not a low-life" I stated.

You could hear a pin drop the way the room went silent. Slowly, Scott's head turned and he looked at me. His jaw was clenched and his eyes bore into mine.

Not the fucking time Y/n, can you read social cues?

"He's kind and....."

Shut the fuck up.

"Cares--"

"James is her father" My mother spoke. Scott's gaze looked towards her. She let out a breath and tears welded at her eyes. "I-I wanted it to be yours Scott. You have to believe me, I really did and I'm so so--"

He held up his hand, she stopped speaking but I could still hear her breathing sporadically. She swallowed as Scott closed his eyes.

"I'm gonna give you two choice's Clara" He breathed. My heart was pounding against her chest.

"One, you can pack your shit and get out of my house" He spoke softly as if he was just having a normal conversation. My mother's eyes widened as she began to shake her head.

"Because after all, I make the income. You just sit there and look pretty" He snapped, but he wasn't complementing her. He was degrading her worth.

"So your absence wouldn't hurt me at all finnacally speaking. If anything I'd save money--and lose a tainted wife" He snapped. My mother's lip quievered.

"I won't make a big deal. I'll divorce you, it'll be quiet. No gossip would spread around town about it. I know how to make things seal tight, unlike you." He glared at her.

"Surely, you'll have to go back to your family--I'm sure your father would love that wouldn't he? You'll have no income, no house, nothing. Not even your dignity" He tilted her head at her. She closed her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks.

"What's the second option?" Her voice broke. His shifted over to me. I couldn't feel my legs at this point and I felt my eyes start to water.

"She's a Doe. She's should live like a Doe" He stated looking at my mother. I sat up as her eyes opened.

"What--?" I said quickly. "You're kicking me out?" I snapped looking between them. My father picked up his fork. "I'm not kicking you out" He shook his head. He lifted his fork and pointing at my mother.

"It's Clara's choice" He stated. "You can love a Labraut" He pointed to himself. "Or you can love a Doe" He pointed his fork towards me. My mother's lip quivered. My mouth fell open.

What?

"Because I refuse to have one piece of anything connected to that man living in my house." He snapped making my mother flinch.

"What? Mom---" Tears fell out of my eyes as I looked at my mom pleadingly. She wasn't looking at me, she stared at Scott. She took in a breath.

"Mom, please. Where am I suppose to go---I don't have anywhere to--" I choked on my words as I begged my mother to look at me.

"Mom" I cried. She closed her eyes and took in a breath. Scott chewed his food as if he wasn't putting an ultimatum up that could change my entire life.

The only sounds in the room were my father eating and me trying to hold back the tears.

She glanced up at me. I shook my head mouthing “Please” as the panic started to rise in me. She swallowed and looked down at her lap.

"Thomas" My mother's voice yelled. My eyes snapped towards the door as I heard Thomas, one of my father's assistants enter the room. I looked back at my mom. She reached up and wiped a stray tear from her face as she cleared her throat.

"Have Y/n things packed within the hour please" She said looking at him.

I stared at my mother. My mouth falling open as I watched everything that was once my life crumble into pieces at the dinner table.

3 minutes and one decision. One conversation. And my entire life was going to be different. Tears ran down my face. This isn’t happening.

Thomas glanced to me as I shook my head. He looked back towards my mother.

"You're dismissed" She breathed looking back down at her plate. She picked up her fork. I looked between Scott and my mother as they picked at their food.

"Mom?" I cried, it was barley audioble. She swallowed as her chin quivered, but she didn't respond. She didn’t even look up at me.

I took in a breath as I looked over at Scott.

"You can't do this. This--This is child abandonment" I shook my head looking at him. His fork hit the plate.

"You're 18, it's not child abandonment, and you're also not my child" He spat looking at me. Silence again. I shook my head as my mother refused to look at me.

“But—“ Tears ran down my face. They didn’t say anything as I sat there in tears, they just continued to eat. “I’m your child” I whispered. Nothing. Just the clenched jaw of my mother chewing her food.

I picked up my napkin before roughly scooting my chair out and slamming the napkin down on the table. They didn't look up at me.

"You're insecure" I snapped at Scott. He glanced up at me with my eyebrows raised. "You-You're insecure because you know that James is a better man than you'll ever---"

"Finish that sentence and I'll pull Dan's file by tomorrow morning" He spoke calmly. I looked down at my feet before taking in a breath that came in more like a sob. I looked at my mother, she stopped eating but her eyes were still strained on the table.

"You're a coward" I cried before pushing off my feet and out of the dining room. I brought my hand up to my face as I muffled a sob and walked up the stairs to my room.

I walked in before seeing Thomas packing my things into various suitcases. He looked up at me, with a look of pity all over his face. He stood up straight.

"Is-Is there anything specific you would like me to pack for you Ms. Labraut?" He asked calmly. I wiped my nose before walking in and grabbing a sweatshirt.

"Just the stars off the ceiling, and if it's a designer brand, leave it here" I mumbled before pushing off my feet and making my way back towards the door. He went back to packing and I paused looking back at him.

"And it’s Ms. Doe" I spoke, he just blinked at me before I pushed out of my room

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo x reader

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togrowoldinv · 4 months

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Cheeseburgers

Brie Larson x Reader

When you accompany Brie to an award show, your feelings for her are revealed

Note: First Brie fic yay! This is a fluffy little something. I hope y’all enjoy!

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When the door opens, your breath catches in your throat. Standing in front of you is the most beautiful woman in the world. You know for sure that you’re in love with her.

But she is only your best friend.

“So, what do you think?” Brie asks you. She steps closer to you and spins so you can get a full view of her outfit.

“You are so beautiful,” you tell her. She smiles so wide that her cheeks hurt.

“Thank you, y/n. I’m so glad you’re coming with me tonight.”

Her hair and makeup artists get to work on her again, and she ushers you to get dressed. It isn’t the first event Brie has taken you to, but it is definitely the most dressed-up you have gotten. You wear colors that match her perfectly.

Once you’re both ready to go, you ride in the car with her. Brie talks your head off about the evening that’s coming up. She tells you that she’s most excited about getting a cheeseburger afterward. That makes you chuckle.

“Are you ready?” Brie asks when the car stops.

“Oh, I thought I would be going in a different way,” you reply. She usually goes on the carpet without you.

“I want you to come with me. Please?”

You say yes. As if you could ever say no to her and that precious pouty face she makes when she wants something.

The red carpet is a bit overwhelming, but Brie keeps her hand in yours as long as she can. It feels so natural. You wonder if she feels it, too.

She does her photos and interviews flawlessly, as always. You watch on in awe. Once inside, you settle at your table. You make small talk with the other people. Brie is a natural at captivating everyone. She reunites with some old castmates.

When it comes time for her category, she reaches for your hand under the table.

“You’re going to win,” you whisper to her.

It’s not about the awards, but you know she secretly hopes she will win. When the camera pans to her, she offers a shy smile. The presenters open the envelope and call her name.

“Yes!” You cheer, being the first to stand up. Brie hugs you, and you kiss her cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”

She shares a few more hugs on her way to the stage as the applause erupts all throughout the building.

“Thank you,” Brie says, taking the award into her hands. “Wow, I didn’t prepare a speech, but I will wing it.” She continues on to give an amazing speech, not to your surprise. She has always been a natural speaker.

“And thank you to my amazing friends and family. Especially my y/n. I wouldn’t be where I am without you,” she finishes.

The crowd cheers for her again. You can’t help but tear up at how proud of her you are. She takes photos backstage before she comes back to the table.

You greet her with a huge hug. Even bigger than the one before. She hugs you so tight that you can barely breathe.

“I’m so proud of you, Brie,” you tell her again.

“Thank you,” she says, her voice breaking a little.

“Are you alright?” You ask her.

She pulls away from the hug just enough to look you in the eye. You hold her face in your hands, and she sees the way you care for her in your eyes. You feel like the only two people in the room.

“Y/n,” Brie begins.

You interrupt her with a kiss to her lips. She kisses you back, her hand finding a way to the back of your neck to pull you closer. You’re both smiling so much that you have to stop kissing.

“I love you,” Brie says.

“I love you, Brie. I always have,” you reply.

Brie kisses you again before you two come back to reality. The commercial break is over, and you have to sit down. You hold her hand under the table for the rest of the night.

When the night is almost over, Brie gets her cheeseburger that she’s been waiting for.

“Still the best part of the night?” You ask her.

“No,” she says. Brie kisses your lips softly, but she lingers long enough that you want to chase after her for more. “That’s the best part.”

“I agree, sweetheart.”

“Come home with me?” She asks, a glint in her eye.

You take her hand and leave the awards show together. After parties are the last thing on your mind. You just want to spend the night with the most beautiful girl in the world.

She is finally yours.

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