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undercoveravenger · 1 year

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Moonlighting

Pairing: Ricky Bowen x Werewolf!Male!Reader Requested: Yes

Request: “supernatural/legends requests for HSMTMTS? Well...how about this one? Ricky Bowen realizes his boyfriend starts to act weird on certain nights and disappears. That's when he discovers his boyfriend is a werewolf.”

A/N: So I meant to have this out for Halloween, but life got wild so here's this now instead.

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Things were good. No, really- sure, Ricky Bowen’s parents were splitting up and his breakup with Nini had made their friendship messy for the last couple of months and the drama club still couldn’t figure out how they were going to make his Beast transformation work, but he was making it work.

He was trying to understand his mom’s perspective and he and Nini were trying to mend their friendship and he and the rest of the club were trying new ideas each week and he had (M/N). Their relationship was admittedly new, but Ricky had been crushing on (M/N) for what felt like forever and he’d been the only one who had really been able to soothe his nerves after everything with Nini. They’d been spending more time together since then and had fallen together almost without thought in the time since and had been dating for the last couple of months. Even now the two of them were cuddled up in Ricky’s bed with a rerun of one of Ricky’s favorite shows on the TV while Ricky’s fingers carded through his boyfriend’s hair.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a familiar chime emanating from his boyfriend’s phone and he turns to watch as the (h/c) pulls away from where he’d been curled against Ricky with an arm sprawled over his stomach to grab his phone. His expression darkens as he taps at the screen, dismissing whatever notification he’d gotten before pushing himself up from Ricky’s bed.

“I have to go,” (M/N) says as he stands, throwing his things into his backpack, seemingly without thought, apart from a need to leave quickly.

A surprised “Oh,” escapes Ricky as he watches his boyfriend. This wasn’t the first time he’d taken off suddenly after seeing a notification on his phone, a sort of wild energy about him as he leaves with only a half-assed excuse. Hell, his sudden exits were probably nearing double digits. After this many times, it’s hard not to wonder if he was leaving to see someone else. “Is everything okay?”

(M/N) was throwing on his jacket when he registered Ricky’s question, “Huh? Yeah, it’s- I forgot what day it is and I really have to go.”

“Right, uh, okay, I guess,” Ricky grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest. He knows (M/N) cares about him, but now that the thought had crossed his mind he couldn’t dismiss it. He bites his tongue as (M/N) heads for the door, but couldn’t keep the words from escaping him, “Are you cheating on me?” His boyfriend nearly skids to a stop at the door, whirling about to face Ricky with an incredulous look on his face. “Chea-” he cuts himself off and moves back toward Ricky until he can kneel in front of him, taking Ricky’s hands in his, “Sweetheart, no. I’d never do that. I love you.” Ricky found himself struggling to speak, overwhelmed by the look in his boyfriend’s eyes. “Then what’s going on? Why are you always running away?” he eventually forced out.

(M/N) freezes for a second and it seems like all the air escapes him as he slumps forward to rest his forehead on Ricky’s knee, “shit,” he hisses. He stays like that for a long moment before he finally brings himself to look up at the brunet, “I’ve been wanting to tell you for ages but could never figure out how to tell you.” A sharp shudder wracks through him and Ricky’s grip on his hands tightens reflexively. (M/N) is quick to shake off the concern, “Ricky, do you know what today is?”

Ricky’s brows furrow as he thinks, “Uh, Thursday?”

“It’s a full moon, sweetheart.” (M/N) winces again as a jolt of pain shoots through him. He can practically feel his bones shifting below his skin already. His jaw flexes as his canines begin to elongate, “My family has a little, uh, mutation in our bloodline. We get a little weird on full moons,” he smiles, albeit a little sarcastically, to bare his newly formed fangs.

Ricky’s eyes widen as he notices the new change, “Weird, huh?” He blinks, the information just hitting him, “Wait, what the hell?!”

A barked laugh escapes (M/N) and the tips of his claws catch lightly against Ricky’s hands as he pulls them away, “My family and I- we’re werewolves. I usually leave on full moons since the shift isn’t,” he shrugs off another sharp sting of pain, “uh, isn’t pretty.” He pushes himself back slightly, hands on Ricky’s knees as his eyes flickered over Ricky’s face, searching for some hint of what he was thinking, “Ricky, if you want me to go, I will. I get that this is a lot and if you don’t want to see me ever again, I’ll understand.” Ricky blinks, still a little stunned by the sudden turn of events, “No, I don’t want that-” he says firmly. “This is, uh, a lot to take in, but I love you, so I’m gonna have to get used to,” he gestures vaguely, “All this. Stay?”

“Of course,” (M/N) says, pushing himself further back from Ricky to give himself more room as his transformation progressed. “Shut your eyes for a minute for me, okay? I don’t want to scare you.”

Ricky swallows sharply, visibly nervous about the request, but eventually complies, doing his best to ignore the sharp crackling sound of bones shifting and his boyfriend’s labored breathing. The sounds stop after a long moment and Ricky can hear something big moving around before a heavy weight rests upon his lap. His eyes open and he comes face to face with a massive wolf.

In any other circumstance Ricky would’ve been nervous to be this close to a predator this large, but now that he knew the truth he couldn’t bring himself to be scared, or even a little nervous. He reaches out and cups the canine’s head in his hands, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on the top of the wolf’s nose. The same (e/c) eyes he’d come to love stare up at him and the wolf’s mouth drops open in a big doggy grin.

“We’re gonna talk about this more in the morning,” Ricky says as he lies down, giving his boyfriend room to awkwardly clamber up and lie down next to him, resting his head on Ricky’s chest with an assenting huff.

This was far from what Ricky had been expecting when he started the conversation, but as he curled closer to his boyfriend’s wolf form, he couldn’t be happier. He knew that they would get through this the same way they got through everything else; together.

#male reader x hsmtmts #hsmtmts x male!reader #hsmtmts x reader #hsmtmts x male reader #ricky bowen x reader #ricky bowen x male reader #ricky bowen x male!reader #male reader x ricky bowen #male!reader x ricky bowen #male reader x ricky hsmtmts #male!reader x ricky hsmtmts #high school musical the musical the series x male reader #werewolf!male!reader x ricky bowen #werewolf!male!reader #werewolf reader #werewolf male reader #werewolf!male reader

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hufflepuffimagines · 10 months

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⋆｡°✩ Navegation ✩°｡⋆

⋆ About Me ⋆

I’m Bells, I’m 20 yo and I’m brazilian, I write since I was 11, I can’t say that I do it perfectly but I try. I’m obssessed with 80s rockstar, specially Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee. I’m a swifitie and I’m going to the Eras Tour in november. I love writing fluffy stories, mostly because it makes me imagine what I’d like my life to be, with that in mind, I can say that I’m trying to shift to my Selection DR, but never made it. I love Barbie, Monster High and these things, I love pink and I can honestly say that I’m a Barbie that is obssessed with rockstars. I don’t have much friends and I’d love to get to know you if you want to talk :)

⋆ You can find my prompt list here (I’ll be adding more to it during the week);

⋆ If you want to be part of my taglist, answer this form;

(that’s me everyday, not my gif)

IMPORTANT THINGS:

⋆ Character List ⋆

Conrad Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty);

Sky of Eraklyon (Fate: The Winx Saga);

Marcus Baker (Ginny and Georgia);

Nikki Sixx (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Tommy Lee (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Edward Cullen (Twilight);

Maxon Schreave (The Selection);

Troy Bolton (High School Musical);

Paul Stanley (KISS);

Nate Archibald (Gossip Girl);

Slash (Guns N Roses);

Ricky Bowen (HSMTMTS);

Cedric Diggory (Harry Potter);

80s Rockstars (You can specify which one in your request);

Jeremiah Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty) (ONLY BY REQUEST).

⋆ How to Request ⋆

In order to request from a prompt list, you need to specify the sentence number;

You can choose up to three sentences from this list;

Remember to include the character’s full name/fandom for clarification!

You can also request another sentence that is not in this list and headcanons!

• Optional: You can add ‘angst’, ‘fluff’, etc… since some can work different ways.

Exemple: Conrad Fisher, prompt 7, fluff

⋆ Rules for Request ⋆

Send requests any time, i just dont guarantee that i’ll be writing it as soon as it arrives

Send the request on the ask box;

Don’t send vague requests, be specific. I like to work with a lot of details, it makes the story more realistic;

I have the ability to deny and delete any requests I don't want to write;

When I post your request, I will tag you.

✔ I write ✔

Reader insert (character x reader); Fluff, angst, crossovers, songfics, AUs; Some sensitive subjects (depression, anxiety…); Male x male, female x female or any sort of pairing. love is love, you know; Any disabilities, body types, etc. when specified.

❌ I don’t write ❌

Smut, cheating, polyship; Anything that goes against representation; Romantic stuff with adult/teen characters; Character x character* and other people’s OCs; NSFW themes; RPF (real people fiction); Any form of incest.

If you have any questions, DM me, I would be happy to talk to you!

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smuttycentre · 3 months

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MASTERLIST

This list contains every story ever written by me. This also has the plans of the slashes that I intent to do.

Marvel:

Tony Stark x Male Reader

Steve Rogers x Male Reader

Tony Stark x Steve Rogers

Thor x Loki

Loki x Mobius

Star Lord x Male Reader

Star Lord x Steve Rogers

Scott Lang x Male Reader (daddy kink)

Scott Lang x Star Lord

Doctor Strange x Male Reader

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals:

THE FIRST VAMPIRE (Series)

- pt.1 Matt Donovan

- pt.2 Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore x Damon Salvatore

Stefan x Klaus

Alaric x Male Reader

Alaric x Jeremy

Klaus x Elijah x Kol

Kai Parker x Damon Salvatore

Gilmore Girls:

Dean x Male Reader

Dean x Luke

Jess x Male Reader

Jess x Dean

Jess x Luke

Jess x Luke x Dean

Logan x Male Reader

Logan x Jess

Logan x Jess x Dean

Christopher x Luke

Christopher x Male Reader

Luke x Male Reader

Twilight:

Edward x Jacob

Edward x Male Reader

Jacob x Male Reader

Edward x Jacob x Male Reader

Harry Potter:

Harry x Draco

Neville x Male Reader

Draco x Male Readee

Disney/Animated:

TINKERBELL Hook x Male Reader

TANGLED Flynn Rider x Male Reader

FROZEN Hans x Christoff

BIG HERO 6 Tadashi Hamada x Hiro Hamada (aged up 18+)

THE LITTLE MERMAID Prince Eric x Male Reader

HSMTMTS EJ x Ricky

HSMTMTS EJ x Ricky x Male Reader

House of Anubis:

Fabian x Male Reader

Fabian x Eddie

Victor x Male Reader (kinky but could work)

Every Witch Way:

Jax Novoa x Male Reader

Jax x Daniel

OTHER:

HAIRSPRAY: Link Larkin x Corny Collins

HAIRSPRAY: Link Larkin x Male Reader

HAIRSPRAY: Link Larkin x Corny Collins x Male Reader

9-1-1: Bobby x Male Reader

9-1-1: Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz

HIMYM: Ted x Barney x Marshall

DOCTOR WHO: Matt Smith x Male Reader

Matt Smith x Rory x Male Reader

Matt Smith x Rory

Matt Smith x David Tennant

David Tennant x Male Reader

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fbfh · 2 years

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soft yandere!ricky bowen baby trapping headcanons

pairing: ricky bowen x fem reader

warnings: toxic behavior, (pretty tame) yandere traits and behavior, manipulation, baby trapping, tracking menstrual cycles, messing with birth control/contraceptives

Disclaimer: I do not condone or encourage any of these behaviors!!!! This is super toxic in real life, and that’s why it’s in the form of fiction, so we can enjoy it with no negative repercussions!!!! Also this is specifically soft yandere!ricky he is normally not like this and would never!!! He drinks respect women juice for breakfast!!!! There’s no way!!! That being said enjoy this cause i’ve been having ~such brain rot~ about it so enjoy

Aged up to 18+ for smutty and toxic content

tags: @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl@afidiofobia @aliyahsutherland

This boy loves you so so much

He loves you so much it almost hurts

Literally he can’t imagine not having you in his life

For real he’s already so fucking ready to wife you up

He wants the highest level of commitment possible to have in a relationship

He wants the white house and picket fence, he wants the rose garden, he wants the wedding craziness

(don’t even get him started on weddings his wedding fever gets so bad)

(but that’s a story for another time)

He definitely wants the honeymoon

And the thing is

He wants all that shit with you specifically

He couldn’t give a single fuck if it was anyone else

But since it’s you????

He’s ready to get your name tattooed all over him at the drop of a hat

It’s actually a crazy strong impulse he regularly has to fight

So yeah commitment x 100000000000

He thinks that there can’t possibly be any better sex than after you’ve been legally bound together, till death do you part

The only possible better sex is the kind where he’s getting you pregnant

He realizes that you actually can be closer than being married

You can be married with a baby

You can team up and raise a little baby that’s half him half you

Nothing has ever sounded better to him than that

Because god you’re the best person in the world

You’re the best person ever

None of those words or phrases are even strong enough to express the gravity you hold

He’s so addicted to you at this point that making someone with half your dna sounds better than anything else

And of course someone’s going to have to provide the other half of that equation

He doesn’t necessarily consider himself worthy of you

He really doesn’t think anyone is

But there’s no fucking chance in hell he’d let anyone else father your child

So his mind is made up

He wants so desperately to have this life with you he’s constructed in his head

He knows that marriage will take some convincing

And he knows you probably won’t jump into the deep end with house hunting together

But…

He could get you pregnant

Yeah

That’s a pretty achievable first move

Plus if you have a baby, you’ll be way more likely to accept when he proposes

Then moving in together will be a natural next step

And then you get to live out a lifetime of domestic bliss with as many babies as you’re willing to push out

Maybe he can even work from home and homeschool the kids so you can all be together all the time

And of course you’ll have to juggle all the soccer games, karate classes, ballet recitals…

He’ll teach the kiddos to play guitar and skateboard of course

They’ll all be perfect at everything, just like their mother

And dear god he knows you’ll make the best mother

You’re so warm and loving and compassionate

That’s not even beginning to scratch the surface

He still hasn’t figured out a way to express how wonderful you are

Much less how wonderful you make him feel

He can see you now, in your third trimester of your latest pregnancy, the kids helping you make dinner

In your cute little apron, the one with the teddy bears on it

You bring him a spoon of sauce to taste and feed it to him

“Does it need anything?” god you’re so cute and sweet and warm and gorgeous and

“No, it’s perfect,” he pulls you close, whispering in your ear, “just like everything else you make…”

He plants kisses all over your face while the kids act grossed out and protest at the display of affection

You finally pull apart and you let out that sweet giggle

He kisses your hand, right next to your wedding ring like he always does

He guides you over to a chair he pulls out, encouraging you to sit for a few minutes

“You should rest, you’ve been on your feet all day.”

“I’m fine,” you giggle in protest, knowing he’s not having any of it

“Stress is bad for the babies - both of you.” he says, rubbing your swollen belly and planting more kisses to your cheeks

He snaps out of this fantasy that has him completely blissed out at just the thought of it, when he realizes he has to start with getting you pregnant for the first time

This boy does so much research

After a few days he’ll practically know everything there is to know about fertility and getting pregnant

He was keeping casual track of your menstrual cycle before

Mostly just so he can surprise you with snacks and a heating pad when you get home

He seems to know before you do yk

And real shit he eats you out so often that as soon as you start to taste a little metallic he’s stocking up on your favorite chocolate and snacks

He realizes if he knows when you get your period he can figure out when you’re ovulating

So now he’s doing extensive research on foods and teas that boost fertility

He’s getting you prenatal vitamins and switching them into your hair skin and nail vitamin bottle

He’s getting you to do weird yoga with him

You think he’s just on some kind of health kick and are fine to go along with it

It’s getting closer to your ovulation window and now he really needs to think

He’s not above poking holes in condoms

That’s definitely an option

But he’d feel the most confident if he could cum inside you

He knows it might take a few cycles to get you pregnant

So he knows he’s going to have to be patient

But he also just really really wants to knock you up right fucking now

So he settles on a plan

You normally use condoms, and you’re not on any birth control

He knows you have some contraceptive gel incase you run out of condoms

It’s happened a few times, so you’re somewhat used to using it

He’ll get rid of his condoms and say it’s so weird, you ran out

He’ll insist on applying the contraceptive gel since his fingers are longer and it will get in deeper, also so he can make you feel good while he does

You’ll agree, he knows how much you love his hands

Then he’ll go into the bathroom, pour some of the gel down the sink, and get the same amount of lube instead

He’ll finger it into you for a few minutes, fuck your brains out, and cockwarm and cuddle you after so he knows it’s really had enough time in there to do its thing

After a few weeks you’ll start having morning sickness

He’ll take you to the doctor, they’ll do a test, and boom

That’s the start of your wonderful family

If for some reason that doesn’t work, he’ll keep poking holes in condoms until it does

But it’s going to work

He knows it’s going to work

He is going to trap you with an adorable precious little baby

Then another one

And another one

And as many more as you’ll let him put in you

Oh god you’re going to be so cute when you’re pregnant

All soft and glowy

He is so ready to wait on you hand and foot

Fill up photo albums with as many pictures as he can take

And maternity clothes??????

Shopping for maternity clothes and getting to see you in cute overalls and empire waist button ups and ruched dresses????????

He’s already watching tutorials on how to give a pedicure and how to help your wife through her pregnancy for first time parents

Wife

Pregnancy

First time parents

He’s way too excited for this

He has terrible I want to get you pregnant fever

Which will lead to pregnancy fever

Which will inevitably lead to baby fever

And his baby fever is REALLY bad

More on that later

He is going to trap you with a baby

And with crazy high standards

He’s going to treat you even better than he has been

Which is already really, really well

You’re going to look back on this pregnancy and think it was the best thing that ever happened to you

He’s going to treat you and the baby so well and love you so much that you’ll never ever want to leave him

You’ll never even think about leaving him

You won’t even look at another man like that

And your baby won’t ever want for anything

He’s going to be the best dad

And he couldn’t possibly pick someone to be a better mother

There’s no one better to carry his child than you

You would never hurt him and your baby the way his mom hurt him and his dad

And you’re never going to leave him

Never ever ever

He’ll father as many of your children as he has to to make sure of it

#ricky bowen x reader #yandere male #yandere x reader #yandere!ricky bowen #soft yandere #hsmtmts x reader #hsmtmts ricky #ricky bowen #tw: pregnancy #tw: breeding #tw: manipulation

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thealtoduck · 3 years

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Hi I’m still on a gymnastic high from the olympics. So could you do a fic with ej or Ricky who freak out when they see the guy they are crushing on do the uneven bars routine and they are like he’s hotter than before.

Cheerleaders

Ricky Bowen x Male Reader x EJ Caswell

Warnings: Two guys being high key horny for you, implied threesome.

Summary: Same as the warning honestly.

(A/N: Sorry it’s not that long but i don’t really know how to write a fic that features sports like this)

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Ricky walked up the stairs of the stands in the gymnastics hall looking for a seat when he was met with a familiar face. It was Ej, the two boys made eye-contact and Ricky felt the need to say something. ”Uhhm… Hey Ej, didn’t know you liked gymnastics” Ricky commented.

”I’m mostly here to support a friend you know Y/n L/n, right?” Ej asked Ricky. ”Uhh… Yeah, I’m in fact also here to see Y/n” Ricky informed Ej. The two looked at each other awkwardly. ”Would you like to sit?” Ej asked pointing at seat right next to him.

”Yeah, thanks” Ricky answered and sat down next to Ej. The two sat in awkward silence as they waited for your turn on the uneven bars. When it was finally your turn the two of them cheered loudly to which you responded with a small wave at them.

They saw you start swinging along the bar and were immediately mesmerized by your routine, the flips, the balance, the everything their eyes didn’t leave you. Their personal favourite part was when your legs were spread… *wink*wink*

They watched you slip and slide and dip and dive along those bars in amazement, not only were you really hot you were also super talented. As you finished your routine and made a precise landing the audience started cheering loudly but loudest of all were Ej and Ricky.

You looked towards the judges who held up numbered signs, you had gotten all 10s and you couldn’t help but cheering along with the crowd. You ended up winning the gold medal and after you received it Ricky and Ej came running down to you from the stands and threw themselves around you so that you were smothered between their chests.

After that they took you out to celebrate and let’s just say you ended up smothered between their chests again only this time you were wearing significantly less clothing and so were they.

#ej caswell x male reader #ej caswell x male!reader #ej caswell #ricky bowen x male reader #ricky bowen x male!reader #high school musical the musical the series x male reader #high school musical x male reader #hsmtmts x male reader #hsm x male reader #high school musical the musical the series #male reader #x male reader #x male reader fluff #male reader fluff #ricky bowen

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theamazingspidermax · 2 years

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What I Write

Hi! I decided I want to start writing lol, so send me any requests! These are what I write for:

-Scream

-HSMTMTS

-MCU

-Joshua Bassett

-Life is Strange

-Blackpink

I write X Reader, most times it will be Character x GN!Reader, but I can also write Male or Female reader.

and if you have any other requests, I can look into it and see if I can do it!

#scream #scream x reader #joshua bassett #joshua bassett x reader #life is strange #life is strange x reader #blackpink #blackpink x reader #hsmtmts #hsmtmts x reader #mcu #mcu x reader #x reader #x gender neutral reader #x male reader #x female reader #x m!reader

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fr0gheart · 4 years

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how you started dating (male reader)

author’s note: thank you sm for requesting. i’ve been wanting to write a male reader for finn but i was always kinda nervous because i was going to butcher it but thank you for helping me be able to write this. this is kinda rushed:( because i wrote it yesterday but it got deleted so sorry if it’s bad. also um if you are gay,straight,pan,bi you are welcome on my blog and feel free to request because i am so down to write for you. make sure to check out which fandoms i’m in before requesting and look at my guidelines. so without further ado i present to you the first ever male reader imagine on my page. i hope you enjoy!

@vannerboy asked: heLlo uH,,, idk if requests are open rn and i'm really afraid to ask ???? idk why. but,,, i'm just a lonely boy stuck in quarantine who can't find any decent content of finn wolfhard x male reader (idc if it's trans like me or not i'm so desperate at this point) and i was wondering if i could get some here,,,,? anything fluffy/cute works, i don't really have much of a prompt in mind--potentially like a "how they started dating" thing? idk!!! thank you for reading this btwwww ♥

masterlist / ask

so let’s get started

basically finn would go to the same school as you

but let’s be real

he was barely ever at school

cause he was always acting

or doing some sort of travelling

so one day he would get back from a trip

and he would transfer into your chemistry class

because let’s be honest physics was kicking his ass

and he did not have time for that shit

so anyway he would join your class

and of course

just like in every cliche he put you guys as partners

now you never knew if finn was gay cause he hung out with a lot of the jock type guys

AND he’d dated like 3 girls

so tbh you didn’t really know

anyway he was your lab partner and you were freaking out

so you didn’t really talk to him

and you tried to avoid eye contact because like then he would know that you liked him

but oh BOY that kid did not make it easy

he kept asking you the dumbest questions like;

‘ can you pass the beaker’

‘ finn, it’s in front of you’

‘ yeah can you pass it’

and you swear it was like he just wanted to find reasons to talk to you

so basically one day the teacher handed out a project where you had to parter up and research a metal from the periodic table

and of course your teacher made you partner with your lab partner

so at the end of class you would decide that you would go to his house to work on it.

so when it was the day to work on the assignment

you tried to look nice but like casual at the same time

so you walked to his house and knocked on the door

and he opened it so fast and he had a huge smile on his face

so he led you up to his room

and you guys did work in silence

it was vv awkward

but he spoke up and started talking about himself and you would just nod or smile

because you were pretty interested in getting an A and he wasn’t going to stop you from getting one

and then he asked a question that made you drop your pencil and shit.

‘ you don’t talk a lot do you?’ he asked

‘ i talk to my friends most of the time’ you answered

‘ so we’re not friends?’

he took steps closer until he was sitting on the seat beside you

‘ um... we’re just lab partners’ you shrugged

and lemme tell you

at this point finn was like so close to you

and before you knew it

he leaned in and kissed you

your eyes widened

literally

but you pulled away really fast

‘ um i got to go, just do your half of the project’

and you left his house

and you basically dashed back home

like coming out wasn’t the hard part

it was finding someone who would date you

to say you were freaked out would be an understatement

so literally monday rolled around and you were in class early

doing work because you didn’t get shit done over the weekend

and when the bell rang fnn walked in and sat beside you

halfway through the class

he whispered in your ear

‘ we need to talk. meet me in nelsons room’

you nodded your head and continued listening to the teacher.

at lunch you went to nelson’s room and you waited there

for like 5 minutes before finn walked in

‘ look about the kiss-’

you cut him off,’ i don’t want to be an experiment to anyone. just because i’m gay doesn’t mean that people can play around with me. i just want to say that if this is a prank you’re a terrible person.

‘ hey y/n listen. i like you and it’s not a prank and look around there are no cameras. you’re not an experiment to me. i like you”

and with that he gave you a kiss and you pulled away

again.

“what if someone sees’ you asked

‘ fuck them he said.’

and he went back to kissing you and you guys just kissed and talked the entire period

and when the bell rang

you got up and walked away from him

but he grabbed your hand and pulled you around so you could face him.

‘ be my boyfriend?’ he asked

‘ yes’ you answered and you kissed him on the cheek and left the classroom

#finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard x male!reader #mike wheeler x reader #finn wolfhard imagines #mike wheeler imagines #mike wheeler #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard imagine #finn wolfhard fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things imagines #finn wolfhard angst #stranger things angst #ricky bowen #ricky bowen imagines #hsmtmts #dog days imagines #steve harrington #duffer brothers

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solarwriting · 4 years

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splints and casts

in which ricky bowen worries his girlfriend when he injures himself

it was just a cute skateboarding date, that's all kt was... until it wasn't.

"ow, fucking mother fucker!" ricky groaned, rolling on the blacktop road.

"shit, ricky." y/n dropped her foot onto the road, stopping her board. she grabbed her board and ran towards ricky who still writhed in pain on the road next to him.

y/n took a deep breath, "okay." y/n had picked up a few things from her family being full of nurses and doctors so she laid ricky flat on his back (after moving him and their boards to the sidewalk) and used her sweatshirt and a stick she found in the yard. ricky groaned in pain as y/n wrapped is forearm, "i know, i know. it hurts but i'm not about to call an ambulance and i pretty sure this will help your arm."

"pretty sure?" ricky asked as he groaned.

"i-i don't really remember, i think my cousin said splinting a broken arm is good temporary fix until you can get a cast." y/n explained as she finished splinting his arm.

y/n pulled ricky up by his good arm and help him as she walked him to his car which was near by. she dropped the boards on the ground, helping ricky in first then putting the boards in the trunck and starting the car, pushing the speed limit as she made her way the the emergency room.

the person who ended up helping the two was y/n's cousin, "i-i remember someone say splints are temporary help and i didn't want to call and ambulance so i drove here, um, yeah." y/n rambled as her cousin looked a ricky's arm.

"y/n, calm down. you did good and by the looks of it his arm is broken but i'll need to get am x-ray and then you'll need a cast. do you want to call your parents?" your cousin looked between the two.

"ricky, i'll call your dad, go get your x-ray." y/n said pulling her phone out of her pocket. calling mike bowen's contact as ricky was wheeled away to get x-rayed. soon ricky's dad was on his way here, although y/n was pretty sure she heard miss jenn's worried voice when mike echoed 'ricky's in the hospital.'

soon ricky was back with a now medically diagnosed broken arm and would need a cast. just as y/n's cousin got the plaster out ricky's dad rushed into the emergency room a worried look on his face.

a week later ricky was lying in bed clutching the build-a-bear y/n made him on one of their dates (he made her a frog wearing a cowboy hat) his cast now littered in signatures from his castmates, y/n's signature being the largest on the cast.

y/n a just showed up at the bowen home, kicking her shoes off at the door and rushing up the stairs to ricky's room where he was watching a random movie. "y/n," ricky groaned, his voice "hold me, i hurt."

"i'm sorry," y/n frowned, nudging ricky to scoot over, "maybe if you weren't such a klutz and you didn't flip over your board, then you wouldn't hurt." y/n joked, causing ricky to elbow her with his good arm, letting out an offended 'hey!'

"i'm sorry. it's a joke, you big baby." y/n said running her fingers through his hair. "but i guess if you hurt that bad, i'll have to wait to kiss you until your arm heals."

"woah, who said i hurt that bad? i didn't say that. did you said that?" he asked with a smirk as y/n closed the gap with a kiss, ricky held onto her waist with his good hand as she moved to straddle him.

y/n lulled away her hands resting on either side of his neck, "you're dad's out right?" her nose brushed against his as he breathed out a quick, "yeah" before kissing her again, this time biting the bottom of her lip, as the kiss deepened.

not thinking ricky tried to move his injured arm and instantly regretting it pulling away from y/n letting out a his of pain. y/n looked at him, an amused expression on her face, tried to move your broken one, didn't you?"

ricky nodded with a groan as y/n rolled of of him with a laugh. "see, a klutz!"

"well it was hard to think right with such a pretty girl on top of me." ricky smirked, trying to hide his obvious pain.

"okay, cheese." y/n scoffed nudging his shoulder. ricky laughed and soon the two settled down enough to watch a movie and ricky's dad came home from his date with miss jenn to see y/n lying with her head on ricky's chest, the two of them dead asleep the tv still playing quietly.

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guystakenover · 4 years

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Should I start writing again

I’m thinking of continuing the same type of fanfics/imagines but adding Hsmtmts and other recommendations if I know of them

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Waves On A Beach // Joshua Bassett

IN WHICH: Josh listens to the story of a woman healing from a deep loss and beautiful love story unaware of how his listening would affect his life. It all started on a beach taking a chance on a forlorn girl holding a guitar.

Characters: Joshua Bassett x Reader, OMC!Peter Everett, HSMTMTS Cast (mentioned)

Words: 2.3k

Warnings: Swearing, cancer, death, love, angst and fluff. (it’s a doozy)

A/N: I watched I Still Believe and all I could think about was writing a fic about it but I couldn’t decide between Josh or Tom Holland. I decided to write without thinking and Josh was picked subconsciously. But there are tiny easter eggs to Tom Holland, two infact if you can name them.

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Every year without fail, you managed to find yourself on the beach staring out into the vast unknown looking for something. Something that would confirm that somewhere Peter Everett was okay and not in pain anymore. Life had a way of ripping something sweet and perfect from people’s hands at the very moment they need it most. Often you found yourself in a pew in a church struggling to understand how you had the honour of meeting Peter and then losing him within two years.

A foot behind you was an unopened guitar case that had been hidden in a closet for months now. Untouched from hands that had once itched to pluck the strings. Fingers that had learned chords to countless songs for Peter’s entertainment since you worked up the courage to approach him after working as a stagehand for an infamous local band.

For the first time in two years, you had dragged the guitar to the beach trying to build up the courage to play. Without a second thought, your hands found the familiar vegan leather guitar case holding something so beautiful. Breath taken away from the beautifully designed acoustic guitar with a quote by Peter inscribed on the back. He knew rage would claim the previous guitar that ended in pieces mere days after your parents had to come to Peter’s hospital room to remove you.

Sitting cross-legged on the cold sand just out of the ocean’s reach you strummed a familiar song that Peter had adored since he first heard it.

THEN

The local park the university built was often filled with students trying to relax, but you often found inspiration on lyrics. Your eyes were closed as you sang under your breath to a tune you had discovered early this morning over your cereal.

“You’re really good.”

The deep voice spoke from above to the side of you. Your eyes snapped open to see a male with a kind smile and blue eyes staring down. Your lips opened in a gasp at the newcomer you had made eye contact with and briefly spoken to at that concert.

“Uh, thank you.” You smiled feeling nerves build-up, but you shouldn’t take your eyes off of him, “I’m not overly good.”

“No, you are really good.” He spoke, “I’m Peter.”

“Y/N.” You replied, clenching the neck of the light brown guitar tight. It wasn’t every day some guy you embarrassed yourself in front of willingly starts a conversation.

“Are you busy tonight?” Peter asked, glancing over his shoulder to wear his best friend was scanning his phone.

“No.”

“Meet at the side of the pier. Bring the guitar.” Peter was gone as quick as he had appeared in your sight. A tiny smile tugged at your lips, leaving you to know that this had to be a date.

Oh, how wrong you were. At the pier it was a small group collected around a small fire, at Peter’s side was a brunette girl. Little inquiry brought you that Peter had a problem disappointing people and included the girl hanging onto his every word.

NOW

So, wrapped up in the memories of your love, you had no clue that someone had sat beside you with a friendly smile.

“Hi.” The voice made you jump in surprise, bringing your attention to the side where a curly-haired brunette was sitting. His eyes went to the guitar with a broad smile, “You play?”

“Yeah.” You kept quiet surprised at the zing of attraction you felt at the newcomer. Your solemn expression bringing the boys attention.

“Am I intruding?”

“No. Just stuck in some memories.” You replied, continuing to strum returning your gaze to the horizon, “I keep looking at the beautiful sky and wonder how someone can create something so otherworldly but cause suffering as well.”

“Nothing would be beautiful if there wasn’t anything ugly. Vice versa.” The stranger spoke, “I’m Joshua Bassett.”

“Y/N Everett.” Your smile dipped at the last name before your eyes fell to the simple band encircling your finger.

Josh’s eyes followed, feeling a ping of disappointment, seeing that this subtle beauty was taken.

“Married?”

“Was.” You sighed, stopping your fingers from delicately moving on the strings, “A sad story belonging in a novel.”

Josh’s brown eyes blinked at the sad words bumping his shoulder against yours with words sending you back into a memory, “Would it be too forward to ask what happened?”

THEN

So maybe kissing Peter after singing an impromptu song simply stating you loved him was too much especially when Paige saw it. The girl from the bonfire Peter struggled to let down. That led to whatever between you and Peter shattering. Fall turned into winter and with winter came the holidays where you retreated to.

Your dreams were indescribable, and it didn’t matter when your father, Gary, roused you from sleep in your childhood bed. Bleary eyes grasped at the phone mumbling a greeting of some kind at 2am.

“Y/N? It’s Jacob.” The unmistakable voice of Peter’s best friend was confusing to hear, “Peter’s in the hospital. His sister called me, and it’s bad.”

Time didn’t matter as you scooped up every item into the duffle bag and half-assed brushing your teeth or hair. Gary handed over his station wagon keys to his eldest child receiving shock while his partner was demanding a text when you arrived back in the city.

“Drive safe. It’s a long drive.”

You nodded before you spent the night number of hours on the road only stopping to refuel and use the bathroom. Empty snack bags on the passenger held you over as you arrived at the hospital address sent from Jacob.

A power nap in the waiting room before visiting hours was spent restlessly just before a hand nudged you awake.

“Hey Y/N.” Standing in the flesh was Peter’s sister Heather who you had briefly met on Skype in the early ages of the relationship.

“Hi, Heather.” You sighed blinking, “How is he?”

Heather hesitated debating if it was her place to answer the specifics on why the Everett family was at the hospital. In a moment of clarity, Heather decided to bring you to her brother’s room where their parents had congregated. Sitting up against the pillows in a gown was the handsome honey blonde man.

“Y/N.” Peter breathed surprised to see someone he had hurt with simple words on not wanting to hurt Paige. Now facing the unthinkable Peter wanted to hold your hand forever and proudly declare his love.

“Hey, Pete.” You half-smiled sitting on the edge of his bed while the room emptied, “You gave me a scare.”

“You were at your parents? Isn’t that hours away?” Peter questioned taking in the pale blue bruises under your eyes. You nodded in response, but it sent a warmth brought Peter’s body. His fingers grasped yours tightly.

“You’re worth the drive.” You simply replied, squeezing his fingers.

“Jacob was crashing at my dorm. He called for an ambulance when I was wrenching myself around my bed. Indescribable pain that ended with the surgeons removing a tumour the size of a plum from my stomach. The docs found it spread to my liver. Odds aren’t in my favour.” Peter revealed still holding that smile that drew you in initially.

“You aren’t getting rid of me.” You breathed.

NOW

“So, he has cancer?” Josh asked, turning to give you his full attention as you delved into the story that you had spoken about since that first appointment with the therapist.

“It was first in his stomach and then the liver. The last masses were found in a testicle.” You spoke tapping your fingers reliving the proposal in the hospital chapel and response from your parents, “He did chemo, radiation and finally the last resort was surgery. It was upsetting because Peter wouldn’t be able to have children.”

“It was only one right?”

“The chemo and radiation would deplete the chances of conception.” You medically recounted the words from the doctor, “Peter grew up active in church, and everyone prayed for him. From the people at the gigs I did to the listeners to the radio shows I appeared on.”

“Famous?” Josh questioned, but he only received a shrug in response. He kept quiet as you continued on with your story.

THEN

Heather and you held steadfast in Peter’s hospital room, you had walked holding his hand to the point where you couldn’t continue. He went into the operation room, and you returned to his empty bedside. Heather was your confidant and vice versa. Sleep was pulling when the screams of Mrs. Everett broke the silence.

“Heather! Y/N!”

The two girls scrambled to where a shaking couple stood blinking shocked at having heard the news. Right in the OR despite scans showing a mass when the surgeon opened up their son, there was not a speck of anything not meant to be there.

“It’s gone. There’s no cancer.” Mrs. Everett had no clue, but at that moment, all the hopes and dreams of Peter and you rebuilt themselves, “A miracle.”

A miracle that ended with Peter standing firm at the end of the aisle on the beach you swore you fell in love with him. Your dress was as simple as the wedding where you left to spend your honeymoon at the Everett’s family cabin for the weekend.

“I love you.” Peter breathed, pressing his nose against the edge of where your hairline started. The words flooded your system with love so deep you knew you had a lifetime to feel.

You chuckled seeing a mirage of the wedding party just up the beach from where you were sitting.

“We had a good weekend, but Monday came and so did seeing the oncologist. Peter refused to tell me if he had felt off at the wedding or the honeymoon. He was re-diagnosed, and we spent the week learning how to inject medications, the dosages and the times to do it. It was fine until the end.

You stared out the window of the full hospital room where Peter slept soundly with the IV of pain medication. A slight grimace moved over his face every once in a while, but you couldn’t sleep. Not with the news that Peter’s cancer had returned with a vengeance not even a few weeks after your wedding. Your dress still hung up in your apartment closet next to his tux that you hadn’t been able to return after renting.

“Hey. Mrs. Everett.” The groggy voice brought your attention to the dimly lit hall. Standing in the entry was Dr. Johnson with a solemn expression. You left Peter with a napping Heather as you slipped out of the room.

“Dr. Johnson.” You replied, clasping your hands on your arms, “How is he?”

“Peter’s scans gave me insight. The cancer spread throughout his body.”

“Okay, so are we starting chemo?” The doctor’s expression brought you to the answer is that it wasn’t an option, “Radiation?”

“No.”

“Surgery?” You got more frantic unaware that Peter had woken to see you struggling to take the news. The slight shake of Dr. Johnson’s head, “There has to be something!”

“We can make him as comfortable as we can, but I’m sorry to say we’ve done everything we can.” Dr. Johnson wasn’t surprised as you hugged him out of Peter’s view. This often happened when Dr. Johnson broke the news to people.

NOW

“The rest of Peter’s life was spent at our home until he was rushed to the ER vomiting blood. It was short. Maybe a week at most before he passed away without pain, but I believe his pain was shifted to me.” You finished deciding not to go into the grief that almost drowned you. The apartment had sold after a month as you fled to your childhood home.

“I’m sorry that happened.”

“I’m not.” You replied, smiling, “I got the honour of loving a wonderful man for two years of my life. I married him and lived with him. Do I wish he was still here? Sometimes but he was in too much pain. He always told me that the pain was worth it, he was able to touch the lives of people. He made his mark on the world.”

Josh was quiet as you strummed the guitar into the song that Peter had adored and asked to be played countlessly. The song was created by a Christian musician after losing his wife to cancer at an early age. Their story and your story had been so similar that the man was happy to help you move passed the loss into music.

The beach hadn’t changed in the time you had been away, but something sure did. Behind you was the sound of a small group, you had become close with overtime. The breeze was combated when a blanket was wrapped around you.

“You looked cold.”

The corners of your mouth curved at the concern in words coming from Josh. His arms wrapped around you next taking in the beautiful view. A view you only saw on the same day every year, but instead of being alone, Josh was always there.

Another change was your name. At age twenty-three you had had three last names, first the one you were born with Y/L/N, then Everett and now Bassett. Peter and Josh were physically the opposite of each other but both gentle souls.

“Did you think this would happen? That we would meet and fall in love?” Josh asked, pressing a lingering kiss above your ear as he took in the sunset.

“No, but I have a feeling someone knew I needed you.” You softly replied, “Didn’t think it would be an actor, though.”

“Are you coming? We want to hear you sing!” Heather called from the bonfire where your family, the Bassett family, the High School Musical: The Musical: The Series cast and even the Everett clan were stationed.

Was it weird your first husband’s family was spending time with your current husband’s family? Maybe, but cancer and loss created a bond indestructible. Besides, it was the Everett’s that pushed you into a date with Josh, and it ended perfectly. How beautiful was it to have the joyful ability to fall in love twice?

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undercoveravenger · 2 years

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Clumsy Confessions

Pairing: EJ Caswell x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “Hi if you are still taking hsmtm requests could you do a ej x male reader where the reader is clumsy and whenever he flirts with him and he becomes a blushing mess and gets more clumsy like running into doors and all that.”

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Every Friday night since the three of you were kids, you and your best friends met up at one of your houses for a night of video games, snacks, movies, and mischief. These “Best Bro Nights” as they’d been dubbed had always been a place for you, Ricky, and Big Red to hang out and be yourselves without any fear of judgement.

When Ricky and Nini had broken up, you and Big Red spent the night curled up on either side of Ricky offering support and distractions as he dealt with his emotions. When Big Red was struggling to think of something special to do for Ashlynn for opening night of High School Musical, the three of you stayed up all night together brainstorming ideas and piecing together potential plans.

Unlike those situations though, tonight you’d just been expecting the usual action movies and popcorn fights. You were laying sprawled out on your back on the couch in Big Red’s basement, tossing a football up in the air and catching it while Ricky and Big Red argued quietly. You had shrugged it off when they started, assuming it was just over whose turn it was to pick the first movie.

“Hey, (M/N),” Ricky called out suddenly, “What do you think about E.J.?”

You nearly fumbled as you caught the ball again, hesitating for a brief second too long before tossing it into the air again. “We’ve been over this, R; I agree that him deleting your voicemail to Nini was shitty, but it’s been months. You need to let that go.”

Big Red let out a snort of laughter as Ricky scrambled to protest, “That- that’s not why I was asking- I just- we’ve all had to spend a lot of time together because of rehearsals. I was wondering what you thought about him.”

Another toss and easy catch. “He seems like a nice guy.”

“Just… nice?” Big Red prompted gently, moving toward you as Ricky slipped upstairs to answer the door.

You shrugged, throwing the ball a little higher than you had been previously, “I mean, I hear that he’s a pretty good water polo player and he’s a good actor. He’s always been kind to me, even though I can’t seem to get a word out around him unless it’s from a damn script.” You rolled your eyes, throwing the ball again, “And he’s got those stupid pretty blue eyes and-” You cut yourself off as your hands clapped back onto the ball. “Yeah,” you said sharply, launching the football higher still, “He’s just nice.”

“So, you won’t mind that I went ahead and invited him over?” Ricky asked, grinning widely as he made his way back down the stairs and into the room with E.J. trailing quietly behind him.

“Nice try, Ricky,” you replied without looking over. “I know you’re just trying to fuck with me again. You want me to get all frazzled and panicked and it’s not going to happen.”

“That’s an odd way to say hi,” E.J. called from his place beside Ricky.

The sound of his voice startled you into sitting up and looking over, eyes going wide as you realized your best friend wasn’t actually messing with you. Just then the football came down from your last throw, slamming hard into the side of your head. “Fuck-” you exclaimed as you brought a hand up to clutch at the new ache.

E.J. rushed toward you, dropping to kneel next to the couch and taking your head in his hands. He turned your head slightly so he could see the wound. “It’s not too bad; it’ll probably only bruise. Are you okay?”

Some absurd part of you that wanted to say something cheesy like ‘I am now’ but you were quick to squash it. “Fine,” you forced out after a long moment, “You just, uh, surprised me.”

There was a long moment of quiet between the two of you, before Big Red finally broke it by clearing his throat. “Well, uh, me and Ricky are gonna go grab you an ice pack. You two just, uh, have fun?”

With that he turned to head upstairs, dragging Ricky along behind him. The door clicked shut behind them, just after Ricky bit out a cheeky “But not too much fun!” and left the two of you in increasingly awkward silence.

“Did you really mean all those things you said about me?” E.J. said quietly after a long moment.

You considered denying it, but knew there was really no way to talk your way out of what you’d said. “Yeah,” you replied, keeping your eyes anywhere but on him.

“Huh,” he said, sitting back on his heels with furrowed brows. “I always just kind of figured you didn’t like me.” At your confused stare, he explained, “I just- well, I kind of assumed because you only ever respond to me with a couple words, if that, and you always seem to be in such a hurry to leave.”

You huffed out a bitter laugh, finally forcing yourself to pull away from where he’d still been cradling your face in his hands. “Well, now you know why.”

“I’m not sure I do.” He said slowly, pretty blue eyes narrowed as he looked up at you. “If you don’t hate me, then why…?”

“I like you, okay?” you snapped, drawing your legs up to your chest and resting your chin on your knees. “I like you a lot, and you make me nervous, which is why I stayed mostly quiet or left; so I didn’t make a fool out of myself.”

“You should’ve just said,” E.J. let out a disbelieving laugh as pushed himself back up to kneel before you, setting his hands on your knees to give himself enough leverage to lean up and kiss you. He pulled away after a moment, giving you just enough time to realize what was happening before it was over. “D’you think that Ricky and Big Red would mind terribly if I stole you for the night and took you out on a date?”

You laughed as your best friends whooped loudly, clearly having been listening in through the door at the top of the stairs. “No, I really don’t think they will. They’ll just make me tell them all about it during our next boys’ night.”

And really, you couldn’t help but think as E.J. leaned in to kiss you again, you owed them that much for helping the two of you finally get together.

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undercoveravenger · 2 years

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Coffee Shop Cutie

Pairing: E.J. Caswell x Barista!Male Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “Hi if it’s not too much trouble could you do a fic with EJ Caswell who keeps visiting a coffee shop because he has a crush on the cute barista who happens to be best friends with Gina and she plays matchmaker for the two guys. Sorry if it’s too much.”

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E.J. Caswell had a problem and he suspected that most of the High School Musical cast was slowly becoming aware of it. He doubted that they really knew the reason that he showed up to rehearsal with a to-go Dutch Brothers coffee cup in hand, but they were definitely starting to get concerned about his supposed caffeine addiction.

“Why didn’t you bring me anything?” Gina said, dropping into the seat beside E.J. one day before rehearsal started.

He looked up after a moment, finger pausing the path it had been tracing around the brim of the cup’s lid, “Hmm?”

“Your coffee run,” Gina prompted, gesturing to the cup. “I love Dutch Bros and I know you know my order, so why didn’t you bring me one?”

E.J. let out a quiet noise of understanding. “Right. Just, uh, didn’t think to, I guess,” he said softly.

Gina’s dark eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms over her chest as she studied him. “That doesn’t sound like you,” she said firmly. “Want to tell me what’s really going on, E?”

He wanted to argue, but E.J. knew that Gina was relentless when it came to the people that she cared about and that she wasn’t going to drop the subject until he told her the truth. “I can barely get my own order out, let alone anyone else’s.”

The brunette looked intrigued, and she leaned forward in her chair as she listened, “And why is that?”

E.J. hesitated, part of him wanting to keep the cute barista’s beautiful smile and witty humor to himself, but the rest knowing that Gina would never make fun of him for having a crush. “There’s this guy who works there.”

Gina let out an excited squeal, smiling brightly as she looked up at him, “E.J.! That’s amazing! What’s his name? Have you asked him out yet? What does he look like? How long have you liked him?”

The senior balked at the onslaught of questions, and for the briefest of moments he second-guessed his choice. “His name is (M/N). He took my order for the first time about two weeks ago and I ordered a matcha tea and he drew a little wildcat on the cup since I was still in my Chad jersey.”

“That’s so cute!” she exclaimed, “Wait, but don’t you hate matcha?”

E.J. nodded sheepishly, a faint blush warming his cheeks. “He smiled at me and I couldn’t remember what I wanted. Matcha tea was the daily special, so that was the first thing I could think of.”

Gina grinned widely as she looked at her friend. “You really like him, huh?”

“Yeah,” E.J. agreed, “Yeah, I think I really do.”

She nodded, pulling out her phone and tapping out a quick text. Her smile widened as the phone chimed with an almost immediate response. “Perfect. I’ll set you up on a date with him.”

E.J. blinked, visibly confused by the news. “Excuse me?”

“You said his name was (M/N), right?” she asked, continuing when he nodded. “Well, that also happens to be my best friend’s name and he also just so happens to work at Dutch Bros. And I was just thinking, ‘hey, that’s quite a coincidence,’ so I just texted him to see if he remembered drawing a wildcat on a matcha tea.”

She held up her phone so he could see the messages and his heart stopped in his chest as he made out the words Yep! The guy who ordered it was super cute.

E.J. couldn’t help the bright grin that formed on his lips, “Is this real?” he asked disbelievingly.

“Of course it is,” Gina said, grinning wider as she read the newest text, “And, since I’m, y’know, the best, I got you a date with him on Friday.”

E.J. let out a shocked laugh and he leapt out of his chair to wrap her in a crushing hug. “You rock, Gina,” he agreed. He knew that he’d start freaking out about how he’d manage to say anything at all on the date later, but for now he couldn’t help but look forward to finally getting to go out with the cutie from the coffee shop.

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undercoveravenger · 3 years

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Closing Cases

Written for my 2021 Halloween event

Pairing: EJ Caswell x Male!Detective!Reader

Prompt: EJ with a Nancy Drew/Scooby gang reader investigating something haunting the school and EJ steps up to help. With “I am running on two hours of sleep and fifty tiny candy bars” and “Can we go five minutes without talking about ghosts, ghouls, or goblins?”

A/N: This is prompt # 2 for my Halloween event! The next prompt will be posted Thursday, October 7th.

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East High was being faced by an unexplainable problem. Each night, lockers were being broken into and various class and club rooms had been found vandalized. The faculty had examined the footage from all of the security cameras near the areas that had been attacked, but weren’t able to see anyone in the videos; only that the halls looked normal in one frame, and had been trashed in the next.

As someone who had spent his entire childhood looking up to all of the great detectives, you took it upon yourself to get to the bottom of the situation. You had told Miss Jen, the theater teacher, that you’d be missing rehearsals one afternoon in order to conduct your investigation, but she had been the only person you told.

You supposed that was why it came as such a shock to find EJ Caswell, a popular senior and star of the water polo team and drama department, leaning against the locker beside yours after school.

You disregarded his presence, moving to open your locker and tuck away your textbooks.

“So I hear you’re not going to be at rehearsals today,” EJ said after a moment, turning to face you. “Care to share why?”

“I’ve got more important things to do,” you said easily. You knew it was kind of a weak response, but it was the first thing that’d come to mind.

He rolled his eyes, lips quirking up into a grin. “Yeah, we both do, I guess.”

That gave you pause. You turned to look at him incredulously, and you had to force yourself to ignore the way the amused glint in his pretty blue eyes threatened to make you smile. “Excuse me?”

“You’re investigating the break-ins, right?” EJ asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched you.

“I’m not convinced that they have been break-ins, but yes,” you said, grabbing a different backpack entirely out of your locker and leaving the one with your school supplies in it before shutting the door. “Is there a reason you’re talking to me?” You turned away at that, making your way down the quickly emptying halls.

EJ scrambled to keep pace with you, weaving around the remaining students and faculty to stay at your side. “I want to help! I’ll be the first to say I don’t really have experience with investigations, but I want to help stop what’s going on.”

You let out a sigh, turning abruptly to face EJ. “Fine. You can help,” you held up a hand to interrupt him when he made to let out a victorious whoop, “But if you get in the way of my investigation, I will tell you to leave and you will listen. Do we have a deal?”

The brunet nodded vigorously, falling back into step beside you as you resumed your previous path, “Deal. So,” he said, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. “Where do we start?”

“Here,” you said as you came to a stop outside of a janitor’s closet on the second floor.

EJ’s brows furrowed in obvious confusion. “Our investigation starts at the janitor’s closet?”

You nodded, twisting the door open and entering the small room. You sat down, nestling your way between a set of shelves and several empty garbage cans. “Well, this is where we’ll be waiting until the time is right.”

“And when is that?” he asked as he crept into the closet with you, wincing as the door slammed closed behind him.

You snickered, pulling out your phone to set an alarm. “Well, the thief only strikes at night, right? They’ll probably emerge at around nine o’clock, which means we have,” you glanced back at your phone, “About five hours to kill.”

“Five hours?” EJ asked incredulously, blue eyes wide as he looked at you. “What the hell are we going to do for five hours?!”

“Well, I was going to play games on my phone since I wasn’t planning on having company until a few minutes ago,” you said, glancing pointedly down at the device. “You’re still more than welcome to leave, if you don’t want to wait?”

EJ shook his head stubbornly, shifting to sit with his back against the opposite wall from you. “No, but my phone definitely isn’t going to hold up for that long.” He paused, thinking, “Maybe we could play twenty questions while we wait?”

You shrugged, figuring that humoring a cute boy wouldn’t kill you. “Alright, sure. But since it was your idea, you have to go first.”

He smiled widely, clearly delighted that you’d agreed. “Okay!” He hesitated for a moment while he thought, but a question seemed to strike him pretty quickly. “So, do you make it a point to hang out in sketchy janitor’s closets often?”

You barely managed to bite back a snicker, but the upward tilt of EJ’s lips made you suspect that he knew about your poorly concealed amusement. “I do when my cases require it,” you said by means of explanation, but you found yourself elaborating further at the confused-puppy expression on his face. “Today’s a Tuesday, which means that the cleaning staff isn’t in tonight, so no one will be checking this closet for stragglers like they would the library or a classroom. Waiting in here means that I’ll be able to remain in the building after the doors are locked, which means that I’ll be able to find out if anyone else comes into the building after it’s locked down for the night.”

“Wow,” EJ said, eyes wide as he processed everything you’d just said. “You put a lot more planning into this than I would’ve thought?”

“What, you thought I’d just wing it?” you teased. You had to admit, you were enjoying his company far more than you had anticipated. “I like to think that I take my job pretty seriously.”

He gestured wildly with his hands, like he was trying to wave away his previous words. “No, no, no; that’s not what I meant- I meant that-” He cut himself off as he noticed you beginning to laugh, “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?” He faked offense, but the appearance of his dimples gave away his amusement. “Fine, you got me.” His grin widened as he looked at you, “Alright, Mr. Holmes, what’s your leading theory?”

You let out a thoughtful hum, “Currently? Vengeful spirits.”

EJ let out a surprised laugh. It was deep, uncontrollable and infectious, and you were helpless to hide the grin it brought to your face, though it faded after a moment, “You’re serious?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure what else to think,” you started softly, fingers twisting nervously in your lap as you were forced to admit that, for once, you really weren’t sure about what the outcome of your case would be. “Any normal person would have been caught on camera, and the only people in this city that have the ability to manipulate the footage to make it look like no one was there either wouldn’t care enough to do it or they’ve got an alibi.”

EJ’s brows furrowed, “And none of them could have lied about the alibis?”

“Mr. Mazzara could’ve, I suppose,” you mused, “But I double-checked it with Miss Jenn and it sounds legit.”

“So ghosts then, huh?” he prompted, scooting a little closer to you until his knees brushed lightly against yours. “Seems like a little bit of a leap in logic.”

You shrugged helplessly, a tired grin forming on your lips, “I am running on two hours of sleep and fifty tiny candy bars. Ghosts weren’t the least probable option, if I’m being honest.”

“How would you even get rid of a ghost-” He stopped as the rest of your statement caught up to him, “Wait, you’ve had fifty candy bars?!”

“Just the little ones.” You said, waving off his concern and checking the time on your phone. “Depends on the type of spirit, but I’ve talked to some sophomores who practice witchcraft and they say that sage and pure intention to banish it should take care of whatever we’re seeing, as long as it’s a normal ghost or spirit. I just want to eliminate any other options before I take action.”

“Can we go five minutes without talking about ghosts, ghouls, or goblins?” EJ demanded, taking your phone from you and setting it aside so he could get you to focus on him, “You’ve gotta take better care of yourself,” he said quietly, normally bright eyes turned stormy with concern, “You’ve got a lot of people that care about you-”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, “Like who?” At his stunned silence, you pressed on, “Everyone at this school thinks I’m a weirdo. You don’t think I’ve heard people call me Scooby-Doo or Nancy Drew or Sherlock?” You shook your head, pushing yourself to your feet as your frustration mounted, “This was a mistake. I’m leaving; I’ll solve this case on my own.”

“Wait,” EJ exclaimed, shooting up to his feet and grabbing your wrist to stop you from going. “You’re wrong.”

“I’m wrong?” you asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow as you looked up at EJ. “About what part?”

He nodded seriously, eyes locked with yours, “About no one caring about you and about everyone thinking you’re weird.” He took a deep breath, and, for the first time since he’d joined your investigation, you watched his confident facade falter. “I care about you,” he started softly, like he was afraid to finally say it. “And I really like that you’re so passionate about solving mysteries.”

Your brows furrowed as you turned to look back at him, “You… like that?”

“I like you,” he said, so quiet that he was barely audible, but when you didn’t pull away he continued, volume picking up as he did so, “I really like you and I can’t believe I get to help you do something I love, and that probably sounds pretty dumb since we don’t really know each other that well, but I would really like to get to know you better and maybe even take you out to dinner sometime if that’s okay with you?”

It took you a long moment to find your voice again. “Okay,” you found yourself saying as you tugged your wrist from his grip to link your fingers with his instead. “Okay,” A wide smile spread across EJ’s face and you could feel an answering one as it tugged at your lips, “When we close this case, I’ll let you take me on a date.”

“Really?” he asked, like he almost expected you to tell him it was some cruel joke. He let out a breathless laugh when you nodded, “Then what are we waiting for?” he asked joyfully, tugging you towards the door by your joined hands. “We’ve got a case to solve!”

You couldn’t help but laugh as you were led out into the long-abandoned halls of East High, glad to have finally found someone who matched you. After all, all the greats came in pairs; Daphne had Fred, Sherlock had Watson, and now you had EJ.

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Yay ok so my idea was the reader is like the quite sweet shy guy. ej likes him but does not know how to tell him but he walks in on the reader singing a love song and just tells him.

Secret Love Song

EJ Caswell x Male Reader

Warnings: None…

Summary: Two guys being in love with each other and being to shy to tell the other.

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Ej walked through the corridors at the end of the school day giving the occasional wave to his friends, his day had been just like any other. He took all his stuff out of his locker when he spotted something or rather someone. It was Y/n L/n the prettiest guy in school or at least in Ej’s opinion.

Y/n is in Nini’s class and part of the drama club, though he never tried out for any big parts because he’s quite shy. Ej didn’t really know what had gotten into him but he had taken to admiring Y/n from afar. He could eaisily go up to him and talk to him but anytime he tried it was like his words got stuck in his throat and everything got awkward.

Ej watched as Y/n walked off somewhere, it was like Ej wasn’t in control over his own body cause he found himself following the other boy. He walked into the Drama club room and Ej stood lurking in the doorway.

He watched as Y/n put his backpack down next to the piano and walked towards the speaker system and linked it up to his phone. All off a sudden Ej heard a piano instrumental and he then heard the most beautiful voice he had ever heard sing.

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Ej’s jaw would have hit the floor if it could. All that singing talent you kept locked inside because of shyness. Ej then started walking towards you and said ”That was amazing” causing you to jump then turn around in fright.

”Oh sorry are you here to practice, sorry i’ll get out” you panicked and started picking up your stuff but Ej stopped you. ”Nonono don’t worry i’m not here to practice” he said quickly ”You are an amazing singer” he then added on.

”Oh thank you… so are you” you said awkwardly and your face started heating up slightly. ”Thanks” Ej said he then made a impulsive decision and said ”Umm Y/n i just wanted to say that i’ve liked you for a while now and i just wanted to ask if you wanted to go out with me sometime? Maybe we could sing together?”.

This made your face heat up even more but you said clearly to Ej ”I’d like that”. The two you then talked for a while and got to know each other. Later he even offered you a ride home which you lovingly accepted.

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Just A Touch Of Your Love

Ricky Bowen x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Your Gina’s cousin who’s starting at east high and you catch Ricky’s attention.

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You walked in through the doors of east high with Gina by your side. You were slightly terrified being at a new school but since Gina was by your side it felt slightly better. She greeted a few people in the hallways and told you they were part of the drama club.

You got to meet many of her friends like Ashlyn, E.J, Carlos, Kourtney and Nini. The two of you were on your way so Gina could show you the auditorium where they have their musicals. You turned a corner accidentally bumped in to someone, you stumbled backwards but felt a pair of hands catch you.

You looked up at the person who you had bumped in to and was met with a pair of brown eyes. ”Sorry” the guy said looking in to your eyes which made you feel a small sensation on the inside. ”Don’t worry about it, i should have been looking where i was going” you said.

Gina spoke up and said ”Y/n, this is Ricky Bowen he’s also part of the drama club, Ricky this is my cousin Y/n, he just started here”. You noticed that his hands were still holding on to your arms and when he noticed that you noticed he let go. You held out your hand and he took it and you shook hands.

”It was nice to meet you Ricky, i hope i’ll see you around” you said and then let go of his hand and you and Gina walked away. She showed you the auditorium where they had the musicals while there you met up with Nini and Kourtney.

The four of you had some fun while there doing some singing, little did you know that a certain brunette boy was watching.

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When you finished singing the girls said they needed to go change so they could practice choreo for the musical. After they left you heard someone approaching you, it was Ricky. ”Hey Y/n, you guys were great”.

”Oh, Thanks” you said blushing slightly. ”Have you ever thought of joining the drama club?” Ricky asked. ”No not really, Gina was always the better actor though i would like to do some singing” you answered blushing even more.

”You really should, your voice is amazing” Ricky said. ”Thank you” you said. Ricky was so sweet that you were starting to develop a small crush on the boy.

”So hey, i will haft to go to drama club now but would you like to hang out after school and just chill and play some music?” Ricky asked. You screamed in your thoughts. ”Li-Like a date?” you asked.

”Uhm yeah, you okay with that?” Ricky answered. ”I would love that” you said. Ricky smiled at you and left. You just stood there smiling like an idiot.

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