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helloalycia · 5 years

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photoshoot // brie larson

summary: you're working at your uncle's studio as his personal assistant, when Brie Larson is the next celebrity to stop by for a photoshoot

warning/s: none, except second hand embarrassment maybe 😂

author's note: I cringed writing this, that's all am saying lmao. But seriously, Brie can run me over with her car and I'd thank her.

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"Think you can grab me a coffee, Y/N?" my uncle asked, messing around with his camera.

I saluted before going to the snacks area to pour him a coffee. I was at yet another photoshoot with my uncle since I was his personal assistant. I was at a time in my life where I wasn't sure what I wanted to do – I had dropped out of university and didn't have any plans, so my parents encouraged me to work as my uncle's personal assistant at his photography agency.

Of course, they 'encouraged' me, which meant I had no choice, but I didn't mind since I got paid for it and I pretty much got to meet celebrities every now and then. Yeah, he was a celebrity photographer.

I had to do mediocre tasks like get coffee for him, make sure his phone would always be answered if he couldn't answer it himself, fetch his lenses when he left them in the car. It wasn't too bad and he wasn't annoying about it. Plus how could I say no to decent pay and meeting celebrities?

So, here I was in the midst of preparation for yet another celebrity to be photographed. It was some actress – Brie Larson – who I wasn't familiar with nor seen much of, but apparently she was quite the star. I just wasn't that much into movies, I guess.

"She's going to be huge," I heard one of the tech guys saying as I poured my uncle a coffee. "Did you know she's going to be Captain Marvel?"

I smiled to myself, finding the excitement around set really cute. I put a lid on the coffee before going back to my uncle to give it him.

"For you," I said, handing it him with a smile. "Anything else I can do?"

He thanked me and took a sip before looking around. "Not for me at the moment. Miss Larson is currently in hair and makeup, so I guess you can just hang around until she's ready."

I chuckled. "Sounds cool, but I still don't see why it's necessary to call her 'Miss'. I mean, Miss Larson, Miss Kane, Miss Cabello, Mr Mendes, Mr Horan – they have names."

My uncle gave me an amused smile. "Fine. Brie is in hair and makeup. Happy now?"

I grinned. "Ecstatic."

He rolled his eyes playfully. "You're a handful, you know that?"

"Yeah, but you love me."

He sighed, resisting the urge to smile. "Mhm."

I walked away with the satisfaction of knowing I had bugged him, before going to find a friend I'd made whilst working here. Her name was Yaz and she was one of the caterers. It may be a little obvious why we became friends...

"Surprised you haven't devoured the food spread," she said when she saw me approaching her.

I glared at her playfully. "I've eaten already, thank you very much."

She laughed. "Of course, my bad... so, you excited to meet Brie Larson?"

I sat in the seat beside her that looked out onto the set built for the photoshoot. "Er, I guess? I don't really know who she is if I'm being honest."

Yaz raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? She just got announced as Marvel's new superhero."

"Captain Marvel," I repeated what I'd heard earlier, not knowing what the big deal was.

Yaz stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Uh, duh! Do you know how big she's gonna be? Like, Chris Evans big. Robert Downey Jr. big. Scarlett Johansson big."

"So, big," I agreed, snickering now.

Yaz sighed dramatically. "You're not listening."

I laughed. "I am! I just never got into those superhero films. Iron Man, Captain America, Superman."

"Superman is from DC, not Marvel," Yaz corrected.

"Exactly my point," I stated, giving her a knowing look. "I mean, congrats to Brie for becoming big. But like, what's the big deal?"

***

"You didn't say she was literally the most beautiful human being ever," I said to Yaz, jaw dropped as I watched my uncle snap pics of the blonde goddess before us.

Yaz chuckled quietly. "You're so gay."

I smacked her arm lightly. "Do you not see it? She's literally stunning!"

Yaz nodded in agreement. "I can agree to that..."

Brie was finally being photographed for the first costume change of the photoshoot and Yaz and I, not being needed at the moment, were sat with a clear view of the shoot.

I was used to seeing stunning celebrities being photographed all the time. Did it make me feel like a peasant? Yes. Did I always want to marry them on sight? Of course! But this was different. She was like, totally hot. And I could say that, right? I mean, I'd never see her again. No biggie.

"When does her movie come out again?" I mumbled to Yaz, still stuck on the wonder before me. Damn, she had a good jawline.

"It's not been announced," Yaz said, laughing at me. "Thought you didn't like superhero films."

I cleared my throat. "If she's the lead, I'll watch anything."

Yaz laughed at my response, but once again, I was simply admiring the blonde as she laughed it up during her photoshoot.

Eventually, a break was called and the first thing I did was drag Yaz to the snacks table as if I was the one who'd been hard at work.

"These mozzarella puffs are amazing," I complimented Yaz, before stuffing three more in my mouth.

"You've told me a million times," she said, watching me with amusement.

"And I'll tell you a million more," I retorted, grinning at her. "Never stop making them please."

Yaz laughed and filled her plate with some food. "Glad to hear, I won't... we've got another hour to go yet. You might wanna stop stuffing yourself."

I sighed, glancing over my shoulder to see Brie and my uncle reviewing the photos he'd taken.

"I don't think I can watch this for a whole other hour," I said, looking back to Yaz. "I mean, I'm used to celebrities rocking up here and looking like Gods amongst us mere mortals, but–"

"Y/N." Yaz laughed, shaking her head.

"What? It's true!" I said, putting my plate down on the table so I could make a point. "It's like Hollywood doesn't hire ugly actors ever! They're all hot pieces of ass, ready to be served to the world through my uncle's lens! And now we've got the hottest piece of ass of all in studio!"

"Y/N–"

"No, Yaz, seriously, think about it," I continued, on a roll now. "The last time everyone was this excited was when Shawn Mendes was here. Yeah, he was pretty cute, but damn, Brie Larson? She looks like she could bench press everyone in this room without breaking a sweat. She makes Shawn Mendes look like a worm."

“Y/N, seriously, just–"

"Okay, okay, I'm done," I said, picking up my plate again. "All I'm saying is Brie Larson is hot."

As I put another mozzarella puff into my mouth, I noticed Yaz smiling awkwardly. I was about to question her, but then I heard someone clear their throat from behind me, making me turn around.

"Oh, shit," I mumbled, my mouth full of cheese.

Out of all of the people who could have been stood behind me, it just had to be Brie Larson herself.

"Hi, erm, I just wanted to ask if you guys knew where I could get some more water?" she asked, a faint pink blush on her cheeks.

I was speechless, unable to do anything other than stare. I'd just said all of that. And she heard. Everything. Everything.

"Yeah, I'll go get some more," Yaz mumbled politely, before leaving Brie and I alone.

I came back to my senses after thirty more seconds of silence. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I blurted, eyes wide with embarrassment.

"It's, erm, it's okay," she got out, obviously a little embarrassed herself. "Technically you didn't say anything insulting, so, I guess, thanks...?"

I scrunched my face up with awkwardness. "I called you a hot piece of ass and I'm very sorry. I'm not trying to objectify you or anything. I mean, I'm not saying you aren't a hot piece of ass, because you are, but like, you're probably more." I widened my eyes when I realised how offensive that sounded. "I mean, of course you're more! I don't know because I don't know you, but yeah, you're, erm, hot, but like, other things too, y'know?"

Brie suppressed the urge to laugh which made me feel a little better. Maybe she wasn't offended after all.

"Thank you," she said, her eyes meeting mine which made my heart have wild palpitations. Shit, why did she have to have such kind eyes?

I forgot how to breathe as I said, "No problem."

"Here you go, Miss Larson," Yaz said, returning with several bottles of water. She set them down on the table before handing Brie one. "Sorry about that."

Brie shook her head. "No worries. Thank you."

I smiled awkwardly as she walked away, slightly confused. I released a breath before looking to Yaz with wide eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me she was stood right behind me?!" I whisper-shouted.

"Are you kidding me?!" she countered, also whisper-shouting. "I tried several times!"

I face-palmed. "Oh my god, I just called Brie Larson a hot piece of ass several times. To her face."

"At least you don't have to see her again, like, face to face," Yaz reasoned, shrugging.

I nodded with relief. "True. Very true."

"Y/N?"

I sighed as I heard my uncle call for me. I waved goodbye to Yaz before going to my uncle, who was stood on set with–

"Oh, shit."

"Brie, I would like to introduce you to my niece, Y/N Y/L/N," my uncle said, a proud smile on his lips.

I smiled awkwardly, stopping by my uncle's side. Brie looked to me with a friendly smile before pursing her lips, suppressing a grin, when she saw who it was.

"She's my personal assistant here," my uncle continued, not sensing what was going on here. "She's been here for a while now and I'm sure she appreciates you being here as much as–"

"She knows what I think," I cut my uncle off, rubbing my temples as I felt a headache coming on. "Right, Brie?"

Brie laughed. "Lovely to meet you again." She looked to my uncle, who was confused. "I met her no more than a minute ago. Literally." She looked back to me, an amused glint in her eyes. "Nice to put a name to a face."

I felt my stomach turn as I grew embarrassed all over again.

"Well," my uncle concluded, a confused smile on his face. He looked to me. "I guess I don't need to introduce Brie then. She's an actress and a–"

"Hot piece off ass?" Brie filled in, enjoying watching me squirm apparently.

"Huh?" My uncle was definitely confused now.

"I'm gonna be over there," I pointed over my shoulder with my thumb, feeling my cheeks heat up. I looked to Brie, who was most definitely enjoying watching me squirm. "Nice to meet you... Brie...bye..."

I walked away as fast I could, hearing her laugh from behind me.

God damn it. Why did she have to be so hot?

#brie larson x reader #brie larson #brie larson imagine

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laxtolhr · 6 years

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Title: A Night In

“Mummy loves you very much.” Louis kneels down and kisses her son’s forehead. “You and your sister are going to be just fine with daddy. You’re going to behave and be good for him, right?”

Jacob nods, his finger jammed firmly into his mouth. “Okay, mummy.”

Louis smiles softly and gets to her feet. She heads towards the front door, grabbing her suitcase along the way. “I’ll see you Tuesday night.”

Niall nods and kisses her. “Have fun at your conference. Tell Liam we should do dinner once you’re both back.”

“I will. I left their costumes in our closet.” She grabs at the door handle, ready to leave. “Take pictures of my little superheroes.”

——————

“Jacob! We don’t eat leaves. Come on, buddy. I know they look pretty, but you can’t eat them.” Niall pulls his three year old son into his lap and tugs the crunchy leaf out of the boy’s mouth.

Arabella had insisted on going to the park today because Susie was going to the park as well and apparently Susie had a new toy she wanted to show off. Niall honestly didn’t care, but he’s never done the whole single parenting with two kids at once thing. If the kids wanted to go out it was either him and Louis together or just Louis. He honestly couldn’t think of a time he had taken the two out without their mother being present.

Jacob squirms in his lap. “Snack?”

Niall pinches the bridge of his nose. The snacks were in the diaper bag which was sitting by the shoe rack at home. “I forgot them, buddy. Maybe we can get McDonald’s on the way home, but you have to be a good boy and not eat any more leaves.”

At that moment, Bella bounds over to him. “Daddy! I think we need to get a puppy. Susie said they just got a puppy and now my life is incomplete without one.” She pouts, making her eyes go all sad since she knows her daddy never says no to her sad eyes.

To make the trifecta complete, Niall’s phone starts ringing at that precise moment.

“Jesus Christ- erm, I mean…” he gives the mother sitting on the next bench over a sheepish grin as he fishes his phone from his pocket. “Hello?”

“Hey, babe. You having a good day with the kids?”

He smiles softly at his wife’s voice. “Absolutely. Bella and I were just discussing the merits of getting a puppy.”

“Is that so? Want me to talk to her?”

“Please?” Niall smiles and waits a second or two before handing his daughter the phone.

“Hello?”

He focuses back on his son as his daughter tries to explain all the benefits of getting a puppy. “I think we better get home soon. It’s getting dark earlier now and we can’t be out after dark. All the ghosts will try to get us!”

Jacob giggles. “Ghosties aren’t real, daddy!”

“And how would you know?” Niall says in fake awe.

“But mummy!”

He looks to his daughter and sees the pout and tears in her eyes. Sighing he holds his hand out for the phone again. “I’m assuming she just got the bad news?”

“I’m not getting her a puppy, Niall. Our apartment is already crowded enough, and I didn’t think that was possible with a penthouse apartment.”

“I’m not saying we should get one, but she’s doing the face-“

“Resist! You’re her dad. Don’t give in everytime she cries.” He can hear Louis sigh. “We you going to be okay with the both of them tomorrow? I wish I could be there to go trick-or-treating with them.”

Niall looks over his kids, smiling softly. “We’ll be just fine. Just finish up your conference and come home. We miss you.”

——————

Bella sighs and looks out the window. “Daddy, why can’t we go get candy?”

Niall finishes drying the last dish from dinner. He doesn’t want to say it again, but Bella is pushing his buttons. “Because it’s raining.”

“But we go out all the time in the rain!” She huffs dramatically and let’s herself fall backwards into the couch. “We’ll just take mummy’s umbrella.”

“This isn’t umbrella weather, love.” He looks out the window just in time to see a bolt of lightning light up the sky. “I’m sorry, but it’s not safe outside.”

“But, daddy!” Bella pouts, on the verge of tears.

Jacob pouts too, but looks at the bag of candy sitting on the counter instead.

Niall smirks, suddenly getting an idea.

——————

It’s late when Niall picks up the FaceTime call from Louis. “Hey, babe.”

“How was your night with the kids?”

“Um, I think you mean the Flash and Jesse Quick.” Niall turns the camera around to show his kids passed out on the couch in their costumes. “It was raining too much so we had a great night in.”

Louis smiles softly as she looks at her children.

“I dressed them and then we watched movies and ate the candy we were going to leave out. Honestly, I think I prefer this to going to get candy. It just… It was a lot of fun.”

“I was worried you were going to lose one of them.” Louis’ voice laughs over the video. “They look like they had a good time, of the smears of chocolate around their mouths are anything to go by.”

Niall looks over at his children, a fond smile on his face. “Yeah. Yeah, it was great.”

#nialloween fic fest #nouis #halloween #my writing

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