#marry me plz
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MISUNDERSTANDING
｡･ﾟ･ Larissa Weems x Fem!reader
Tags: mostly fluff, jealous Larissa/Marilyn, friends to lovers
‼️gif not mine‼️
TW: Marilyn
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Larissa's eye twitched as she watched you throw your head back in laughter. Her hands clenched making fists as her eyes traveled down to your waist noticing the way Miss Thornhills hand sits so perfectly along your hip. Larissa hated how effortlessly Thornhill made you laugh, just thinking about it made her blood boil. She desperately wanted to tell Thornhill to fuck off but she couldn't, because you weren't hers.
Larissa closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to keep her shit together, after all she couldn't lose her cool over something so childish in front of all these people could she?
After hopelessly staring, Larissa mustered up her most believable smile and made her way over to the laughing couple.
As Larissa got closer she noticed how pretty you looked this evening, she always thought you were absolutely breathtaking but there's just something so exhilarating when you’re careless.
Thornhill’s eye’s traveled to Larissa’s staring one’s.
Larissa gave you a small smile and Thornhill a subtle yet noticeable glare. "Y/n, Miss Thornhill, how have you two been?" Larissa asks trying to come off as nonchalant as possible and not like she's been stalking you for the past hour and a half. Larissa watched as Thornhills hand grips your waist a little tighter as she begins to speak.
"We've been great actually, thanks for asking principal Weems." Thornhill says giving Larissa the fakest smile she's ever seen in human history, but you didn't seem to notice.
You turn your head facing Thornhill giving her a big smile then face Larissa again. "Yes we've been pretty good, how have you been?" You say giving Larissa a little smile. Larissa stared for moment seemingly getting lost in the way your smile suited you so perfectly. "Um,I, I'm doing great, thanks for asking dear." Larissa says stumbling over her words. You let out a little giggle, Larissa is just too adorable.
Thornhill tensed at the sentimental interaction. You could feel as her grip on your waist tightened again causing you to wince in pain.
"Ow, Marilyn what are you doing?" You asked knitting your eyebrows together giving her a concerned expression.
Thornhill immediately let go of you and mumbled a quiet sorry as she quickly walked away, not giving you or Larissa a explanation. "Are you alright darling?" Larissa asked as she placed her hand under your chin trying to get a better look at your face.
Larissa’s concern was cute and started to make you blush a little, which unfortunately did not go unnoticed. Larissa smirked a bit and raised a eyebrow still waiting for your answer. "Y-yea I'm okay, I just don't know what happened. She's never done anything like that before." You said quickly, avoiding eye contact.
Larissa nodded her head and removed her hand. Larissa sighed as she took her hands and ran them down her hips flattening her dress. You stared for a moment, admiring the way her dress hugged her curves so deliciously. "Well then, as long as you're okay I suppose I won't make a big deal out of it, but I do advise talking to her about it." Larissa says watching you carefully.
You gave Larissa a nod showing her you understand and a small smile. Larissa reciprocated the smile before an idea popped into her head. She bit her lip nervously, this question had been one she's been wanting to ask you for some time but she wasn't exactly sure how to, after all it's not something you casually ask someone. "So.." Larissa says getting your attention, "Are you and uh Miss Thornhill together?" Larissa asks nervously, now being the one to avoid eye contact.
After a moment you finally caught on and let out the loudest laugh you possibly could. You laughed so hard it started hurting your rips causing you to clutch your stomach. Larissa started at you wide eyed, trying to figure out what was so funny.
After a moment you finally got yourself under control. "No, Me and Marilyn are really good friends, don't get me wrong though, she's very attractive but she’s not exactly my type." You say giving Larissa the reassurance she so desperately needed. Larissa nodded her head a smiled while she looked at you. You and Larissa started at each while a comfortable silence surrounded you. Under Larissa's gaze you could feel your heartbeat quicken and your cheeks burn. She always managed to turn your brain into mush.
Larissa took this opportunity and moved closer to you almost completely filling the gap between you. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as Larissa grabbed your waist and pressed her lips to yours. The kiss started out slow and passionate and progressively got hungrier and agressive. You finally pulled away giving you and Larissa the air both of your lungs needed. "You have no clue how long I've been waiting to do that." Larissa says smiling down at you. You say nothing as you smile and wrap your arms around her neck, brining her into another kiss.
#gwendoline christie#gwendolineuniverse#larissa weems#larissa#larissa weems x reader#wlw fanfic#no smut#fluff#marilyn thornhill#friends to lovers#principal weems#marry me plz
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Okay Nana ! I have another idea for a yan idv game x fem darling I want to make one day so what if darling is a paranormal investigator tasked with investigating the Otleus manor and darling has a special camera called the soul camera where she could ward off ghosts. Once darling reaches the abandoned manor she investigates the basement where she takes a picture of the basement and she gets teleported back in time where she meets the survivors and hunters .
IM ASCENDING 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
I actually do have something lile this in my drafts, but reader is just a detective like Truth and Inference who got tasked with a supernatural commission.
GOD WHAT YOU DESCRIBED IS SOOOOO SIMILAR TO DREADOUT. The game is so so good and I'd love to do this sort of thing in one of the routes! I'll be sure to credit you for the abilities and such.
The manor appears as abandoned, but once darling takes a picture, supernatural forces ensue and they're taken to the hidden realm where the games take place.
GOD DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU??? OUR BRAINCELLS ARE ONE IN THE SAME.
#aesopdolly#hunt me down darling#detective darling#is so up my alley#im exploding rn#DREAD OUT IS SO GOOD#YOURE HOT ASF IF YOU WATCH KUBZ SCOUT PLAY IT#MARRY ME PLZ
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ive just seen a gif in which zoro smoothly rubs his finger on his sword… 🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸
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Not to be a kpop stan on main but HHHHHH IM FUCK,,,,,, I'm incredibly gay wow Nayeon the woman you are ❤️
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PLEASE WRITE ABOUT PRICE MOREE UM BEGGINGGGGG
Warnings: none really, Frisky Cap, he has a crush on you
“That’s not going to work, every entrance is watched. They have people on the ground and cameras.” Gaz nearly huffed, running a hand over his face.
“Set me up across the street and I’ll take them out.”
“Cameras, Ghost, Cameras.” You reminded, nudging the hulking man with your elbow.
“We’re just going to have to use the front door.” Price spoke, rolling his shoulders out. His hands rested on the table, leaning forward. A small smile etched the corners of his lips. His eyes met yours and a tingle shot up your neck.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” You stared back, leaning forward yourself.
“What’re you doing tonight?” He smiled.
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“Can’t believe I have to wear this stupid thing.” You grumbled, tugging at the dress clothes hugging your body.
“You look stunning.” You turned towards the Captain, suddenly feeling so small under his gaze. His soft eyes wandered up and down your form, stopping at your face, giving a nod of approval. He had imagined taking you out on a date numerous times, granted he would prefer it if Soap wasn’t babbling in his ear- but any excuse to be this close to you would do. His hand rested on the small of your back, his eyes asking you for silent approval. You didn’t meet his gaze, but you leaned into his side causing a hum to arise in his body.
“I guess it’s not too bad.” You were as red as cherries- a color that paired well with your outfit. The two of you walked down the narrow street stopping at one of the fanciest restaurants in Lisbon- also the office of a well known terrorist.
“Reservations for two, Price.” The man “guarding” the front eyed both of you up and down.
“Follow me Mr. And Mr./Mrs. Price.”
“Quite like the sound of that.” Price hummed, giving your hip a firm squeeze. Your hand swatted against his stomach, the boys practically giggling in your ear adding to the embarrassment.
“Cap’ stay focus please. I’m sure you two can reschedule a proper date after the job.”
“Shut up Ghost.” You growled.
“Table for two.” The waiter gently set down two menus. “Enjoy.” He gave a fake smile with clasped hands before heading back up to his post. Your hand gripped the chair, beginning to pull it out before you were stopped.
“Now, now, Sweetheart. Don’t know what type of dates you’ve been on but that will not be tolerated with me.” His breath hit the back of your neck, and you wondered for a moment if the small tickle you felt against your shoulder was from his beard.
It was going to be a long night.
I loveeeeeee this man so much!!!!!
#d0youc0py#doyoucopy#Johnathan plz marry me#cod men#cod mw2#cod x reader#cod#cod mwf2#fluff#sfw#captain price x y/n#captain price x reader#captain john price#cod x gn!reader#price x gender neutral reader#price x reader#captain john price x you#captain price x female reader
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could you please write something where Mike becomes more comfortable and confident in his relationship with the reader? I think he might be worried and nervous at first but then become more relaxed when he’s with the reader, feeling comfortable enough to talk freely about how much he admires them and wants to get married one day
you’re like my fav fluff Mike writer on here so thanks!!
comfortable.
a/n: oh my god that's so sweet thank you so much i'm crying 🥹 i really hope you enjoy this! i'm so sorry this took so long, i kinda went a little off but i still hope that you enjoy this!! 🩷🩷🩷
Getting Mike comfortable in your relationship was hard, he was always very hesitant, and you didn't mind. You knew he's had a very hard life and that he might not be ready for anything yet. You stood in the kitchen making Abby's lunch before you went to work, when you felt a pair of arms go around your waist and a head on your left shoulder. Out of the corner of your eye you see Mike, ever so relaxed and content, this was new but you didn't mind. "Hey, baby" you lean your head against his. He mumbles a small 'Hi' into the fabric of your crewneck.
"You alright?" you look at him, his eyes glistening in the sunset that was leaking through the half opened blinds. "You look pretty as usual, wanted to make sure my brain wasn't fucking with me." Mike mumbles again. You smile and you feel your face grow hot. "I assure you, 'm real." you turn your head and press a kiss to his cheek. He was never really affectionate but, maybe he finally trusted you more than he already did and is finally realizing how much you love and care about him and that brought a huge smile to your face like you're a teenager again. You plated Abby's lunch and Mike's grip on your waist got tighter, you laughed confused. "Mike, cmon I gotta go give Abs her food." you softly say. "One second, please?" Mike pleads. You sigh as you give in. 5 minutes later he lets go, "Y/n, after you get back from work, can we talk?" Mike questions, following you to the table. "Yeah, of course. Is everything okay?" you ask as you set the plate on the table. "Yeah, yeah. We just haven't been able to like, uh be alone in awhile." Mike shyly plays with the strings of his hoodie while making eye contact with you.
"Yeah, I agree. I'll be back here around 7." you smile at him and gently take his hand and squeeze it. Abby comes into the room and sees that you made her lunch, "Thank you, Y/n!!" she wraps her arms around your hips and gives you a huge hug before sitting down. "Of course, sweet girl." you rub her head and that small interaction makes Mike's heart swell. "I gotta get to work, i'll see you two later." You kiss Abby's head and go to Mike and kiss the corner of his mouth and exit the house and go to your car.
"When are you going to marry her?" Abby asks once the front door is closed. "Abby!" Mike exclaims, slightly embarrassed, and locks the front door. "Oh come on, Mike! It's been like a million years!!!" Abby sighs dramatically. "It's been like six months, Abs. Haven't even told her I loved her or have had our first real kiss yet." He mumbles the last part out of Abby's ear shot. After a beat, he sits down at the table and makes conversation with her while she eats.
Later that night, you arrive back at Mike's house at seven, just like you said you would. He gave you a spare key a few weeks ago so you used that and gave a small knock before opening the door, "Mike?" you softly call out. Mike was in the bathroom, making sure his curls looked just right, he comes around the corner smiling. "How was work?" he sat on the couch, looking at you twiddling his thumbs. "Pretty decent. Didn't get yelled at too bad but old ladies, so its win in my book" you kick of your shoes neatly by the door then hang your coat up on the coat hanger and make your way to the couch and sit down.
"What did you want to talk about?" You question, facing him. "Uhm, I uh, just wanted to say thank you, for a lot of things, like putting up with me these past six months. I appreciate you and I love you so much. I know I've never said it but, after every interaction I want to say it but a big part of me is saying that it will scare you off. I love you." Mike gushes. You smiled widely scooting closer to him. "I love you too, Mike. I am more than grateful to be in your life. I know that you've gone through tough times and I'm always here for you, I'm not going anywhere." You grab his hand. "I want to be with you forever, I am committed to this, to you. I want to marry you one day, I don't know if i'm moving to fast in this, I just have felt the need to get it off my chest and-" He looks at you, but before he continues to speak you feel like you're about to burst, you swiftly cup his face and pull him in for a proper kiss.
His shaky hands meet your middle and you both melt into the kiss. In the next moment you are both pulling away for air. "Sorry, your reaction was cute. I'm just as committed to you Mike as I am to Abby. I love you guys. I love you, Mike Schmidt. To the Moon and to Saturn." You smile.
"The Moon and to Saturn?" Mike gains a bit more confidence in himself, with a boyish grin painted on his face as he pulls you closer.
"Definitely." you smile before he pulls you in for a kiss.
a/n: oh my god i'm so sorry this took so long and i'm also so sorry if some parts don't make sense i lowkey went crazy this weekend #lol but I really hope you enjoyed <333
#1989luvr#1989luvr updates#mike schmidt x reader#josh hutcherson#five nights at freddy's#1989luvr talks#mike schmidt fluff#mike schmidt#mike schmidt fanfic#mike schmidt marry me plz plz plz
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Which Danny Phantom episode had the Coolest idea but the Worst execution
#danny phantom#like we all know DP as a concept was So cool and so underutilized#but what eps boil your blood because of HOW WASTED the idea was#for me its a srs toss up btw memory blank and masters of all time#MB could have been a great exploration of what if showing that dannys powers did have meaning and helped people#not to mention him taking control of the narrative and choosing himself to get his powers#butttt masters of all time could have been such an interesting exploration of why vlad is how he is the nature of being a halfa#and how both vlad/jack and fundamentally different people#(See my idea where halfa jack and maddie still marry and danny is born with his powers and vlad is a vengeful human hunter out to get them)#phans plz put in the tags why certain episodes destroy your souls!#Also sorry if I didnt include your worstie#I had only 12 spaces so I picked the 12 most egregious examples imo
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offering to bathe him w my tounge knowing he has the hygene of a 1400s man
#ezio auditore#also I need AC moots#ezio assassins creed#assassin's creed#not me never drawing him w clothes he always stripping or stripped#if i married him hed be in kitchen barefeet and mpreg#also plz dont get used to regular posts i usually suck at drawing lol#art
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Random scenario with Satan cuz he so bbg
Cuz why not
Satan plz marry me
It's early in the morning, around 6-7am, but you were awake bc you have to go to the bathroom, if only you could get out of bed without waking up the demon who is holding you close with a strong grip.
You have a few options:
a) try to wiggle your way out of his grip without waking him up
b) waking him up and telling him you need to go to the bathroom
c) waiting till he wakes up
Now you might be thinking "why not just waking him up" well my dear, l'd like to think, unless he wakes up by himself, he's pretty grumpy if someone or something wakes him up, and he will stay grumpy for the rest of that day.
Imagine all the devils who will go flying bc they were breathing a bit too loud
And you didn't wanna deal with that
Unless you like seeing devils go flying, then good for you
If you try to wiggle out, and you manage to get out of his hold without waking him up, good job, but now you have a clingy demon who woke up bc he couldn't feel your body.
The moment you get out of the bathroom he's dragging you back to bed to cuddle, and he's not letting you go.
Poor baby just wants to cuddle
Moral of the story, if you need to go to the bathroom and Satan is asleep and holding you, just wait till he wakes up, or you will be in bed for a while.
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You call him wife, i call him babygirl. We are not the same...which is good cuz both are just as hilarious. Team Raph biich YEAH!!
He really is just wife an babygirl tho haha! 💗 since you luv him too have an old wife doodle <3!!! TEAM RAPH aaaaaauuuuu
#hehehehehehe#>:3c#beanzask#tmnt raphael#we will get along very well huhuhuh#-tuch- moot 0w0#plz marry me cuz i need more raph lover friends
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Four More Shots Please - Season 3
#four more shots please#umang x samara#samara kapoor#umang singh#lisa ray#bani j#damn maam...#lisa ray plz marry me#wlwsource#dailylgbtq#lgbtqgifs#wlwgif#mine
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I NEED this woman so bad.
#gwendoline christie#gwendolineuniverse#gwendoline#gwendoline Christie is so mfing fine#omg omg omg#marry me plz#larissa#larissa weems#miranda hilmarson#brienne of tarth
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I have a completely free nsfw snap story along with all my sfw normal snap friend bullshittery. Come join the party and make yourself at home
(I am happily married and monogamous so please respect that)
#add me up#add me plz#add me on snap#snap#add my snap#private snap#snap chat#snap me#snapcode#happily married#please reblog#reblog please#give me attention#attention wh0r3#i feed off the attention
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To Keep You Safe
Eddie Munson x Male Reader
Summary: After being physically bullied, Eddie finds you hiding. He decides to take care of you before taking care of your abusers, but his methods of care, you notice, tend to be rather sweet.
Warnings: Spoilers for season 4 but not really, physical assault, bullying, mentions of vomit, blood, homophobic behavior, mention of homophobic slurs, Chrissy bullies you and Eddie so she doesn't get bullied, Eddie gets physically aggressive, this wasn't proofread so plz don't expect perfect grammar, if I missed a warning please comment it below politely
This was written at 4:30 in the morning while I was half asleep, please don't be mean about my writing-
You could feel it in your chest, that ache that only grew until it swallowed every breath you took. You could taste bile and blood in the back of your throat and you couldn't tell if it was blood or tears covering your face.
Hiding in the janitor's closet was not the most ideal way to spend your science period, but Mr. Willow took one look at you and decided to dismiss your absence.
This wasn't the first time you've been discriminated against, and it almost certainly wouldn't be the last.
Sniffling and wiping your face, you only succeeded in smearing whatever was on your face and not wiping it off.
You couldn't help but flinch when you heard the crack of the doorknob turning, your gaze snapping up only to meet the concerned gaze of the one and only Eddie Munson. Immediately, he was at your side, his hands hovering over your body before speaking gently. "Where does it hurt?" As if it was second nature, your fingers drifted up to prod at the side of your nose, a small hiss escaping you and tears brimming in your eyes at the pain that blossomed there. He nodded and with his index finger to your jaw, he turns your head and looks over your nose. "Yup. You're definitely going to die. Such a shame."
Your brows furrowed, confusion blooming all throughout your being. He sighs and shakes his head, taking your hand and with a dramatic wail, he throws his head back.
"OH, how I'll miss you! I'll avenge you, I swear of it! Justice will come to your name-" "Eddie.." Your voice broke as you uttered his name, slowly drawing his attention before he flashes you that signature smile of his. You continued. "W-What are you doing?" He shrugs, ghosting his knuckles over your cheek in a fond way before resting his hand on your shoulder.
"Oh, y'know. I have to declare your condition, since of course I'm legally a doctor." His sarcasm was so obvious that it almost made him look silly, but you could tell what he was doing. "Yep, that's a grade A boo-boo. I declare a kiss to make it better." A small smile escapes you, his voice managing to calm your nerves. He was always able to manage that, calming you down.
"Yeah, but seriously, I need to get you to the nurse. Do you want it straight up or do you want to wait to go to the nurse?" His tone was a bit more serious now, but it was still lighthearted. A small whine escaped you; you didn't want to even think about the damage that Jason had done.
"L-Later," you mumbled. Eddie nodded, gently winding his arms around your shoulders and pulling you into a hug. One of his hands drifted to your head, his fingers threading through your hair as the other hand rested on the small of your back.
You tensed up a bit at the action, your nerves still on edge from the encounter you'd had.
But you knew Eddie would never hurt you. That was something you knew for certain.
He was a rather intense person for people who didn't know him, but it's almost surprising how much he settles down for people he cares about. Especially you, his boyfriend for a running three years now, going on four. He cared very deeply for you, and you could see the genuine love he had for you every time he simply looked at you.
Your presence brought a smile to his face, the genuine and authentic one that could light up a room. He would often get bullied for his smile, called creepy, but nobody quite understood the authenticity like you did.
His gentle voice brought you out of your thoughts, lips coming to press a kiss to your temple before he pulled away from the hug but keeping his arms around you. "Do you want to talk about what happened?" He brushed a strand of hair out of your face, the strands sticking to the blood dried there. His presence comforted you enough to loosen up; he was somebody you trusted with your being.
"I-It was Jason. He just..." You paused, making Eddie tilt his head and brush his thumb across your cheek. "Come back to me, sweetheart," he softly spoke. You nodded and held one of his hands with both of your own, a way to ground yourself.
"Jason started calling me sick. Saying I had a disease and laughing about it. I... I hated it, but I stayed quiet. Then he started calling me a..." You shook your head, not even wanting to utter the word. You could see the understanding on Eddie's face. You knew he wouldn't force you to say it, or even be upset if you did. You noticed rather quickly that Eddie didn't care what you said, as long as you were genuine about your phrases.
"It bothered me, but again, I could ignore it. I was just waiting for you. Then Jason brought you up..." Eddie's brows furrowed and he scooched forward a bit, his knees touching yours. "Chrissy even said that she agreed, that you were a freak and that it was obvious you had to be a 'flamer.'" A sigh escaped you and you found yourself leaning into Eddie's space, your head subconsciously resting on your boyfriend's shoulder. He brings his hand up to run it up and down your back, once again kissing your temple.
"I told him to stop... That he could talk about me all day but to leave you out of it..."
"Sweetheart, you know I can handle myself."
"But I hate hearing it. You don't deserve it at all. All I told Jason was to leave you alone, and he decided to shove me into a locker." You whined, your grip tightening on him. "He grabbed my hair and... Bashed my face into the locker." You could feel Eddie tense up at the mention, leaning back and running his thumb over your cheek as he looked over your face again. A deep sigh left his chest and you could almost feel the anger radiate off of him. Eddie had always been laid back and overall a very chill person, but he was also protective too. It took a lot to piss him off, but touching you was something that would do it instantly.
He decided to push his anger down. That could wait, what was more important to him was you sitting there hurt and traumatized.
He sighs softly, pulling you into another hug and you didn't hesitate to cling to him as tight as you could.
"I love you, but please don't do that again. If he's a dick, ignore him. And if he tries to piss you off, find a teacher or me, or somebody."
"Eddie..." Your voice was soft, barely above a whisper as your fingers fisted into the leather of his jacket.
"I'll handle it, sweetheart. Don't try to worry yourself, let's just get you patched up."
He pulled away and took your hand, helping you stand before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and gently steering you to the nurse's office. He was cracking small jokes the entire way there, stopping and pulling away from you for a moment so he could dramatically trip over a gym bag that was thrown in the hallway next to an empty desk. When you reached the nurse's office, you held his hand and kept your attention on him as he tried his best to be helpful. Unfortunately the nurse found him annoying and sent him back to his class period. He refused at first, but the nurse had the gall to threaten to suspend you for 'provoking a fight.' Aggravated and feeling defeated, Eddie gave you his leather and denim jacket for comfort before obliging to her commands.
Or that's what he said he would do.
"Hey, Clydesdale!" Eddie's voice rang out throughout the cafeteria as he made quick strides to the athlete's table. Jason looked up, obviously offended at the name before he scoffed. "Got something to say, dip?" He shook his head, as if Eddie wouldn't do anything.
"I'll do more than fucking say something, you damn mung." Jason was quick to stand up when he heard the aggression in Eddie's voice, deciding to harshly shove Eddie backwards. "Yeah? The fuck are you gonna do, freak?" Eddie didn't even give a response before his fist clashed with Jason's face, sending the athlete to the ground and causing a collective gasp from the crowd that began to gather. Eddie shook his hand a bit, the force of the punch causing a small cramp in his hand. An added bonus to those beautiful rings you loved so much, they gave punches that added kick.
Leaning down and grabbing a fist full of blonde hair, Eddie leaned down and his voice hissed through his teeth with the click of his tongue. "That was just my warning. You lay a hand on him again, and you know what you did, I'll do more than give you a little kitten lick. Y'know, since all I'm known as is being a monstrosity." He shoved Jason's face to the floor, wiping his hands off on his dark jeans.
"Eddie!" Your sweet voice immediately brought a smile to his face as he wrapped you in a hug. You were now in your last period, which you don't share with him, but Eddie wouldn't let that stop him.
"Hey, how are you feeling sweetheart? You're not dead yet, I see." You smiled softly at his words and buried your face into his chest. He gently poked at the bandage on your nose, tilting his head with furrowed brows.
"She had to relocate my noss, and that hurt like a bitch, but it stopped bleeding and I'm all cleaned up now. Jason won't even look at me now so that's a good thing." Eddie smirked and stepped back so that he could give you a dramatic bow.
"Thanks to yours truly." His voice had that lilt to it that it normally did when he was pleased with himself and you could only give a small laugh. You were almost shocked that he had done something bad enough to scare Jason away, but Eddie was Eddie. He left Jason alone until he had to step in.
"You're ridiculous, Eds."
"But you love me~"
"Indeed I do." At your words, Eddie smirks and leans down to steal a kiss. You could tell that he was wound up with the way he chased your lips when you pulled away, but the bell rang and Ms. Barkley had threatened to hit him with an English textbook.
The beginning of last period was something that left you feeling better about the day, getting your affection in with Eddie before watching him yelp while he attempted to dodge Ms. Barkley and the wrath of her English book.
#eddie munson#stranger things#stranger things eddie#fanfic#eddie munson x male reader#eddie plz marry me#eddie is hot#eddie stranger things#eddie deserves better#chrissy bullies you and him#eddie munson is gay#mlm#gay
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I forgot the reference:
#massacre soldier killer#one piece#marooned#one piece oc#oc x canon#big beautiful boy#my art#oc art#killer plz marry me#somehow made him heavily golden retriever coded
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Warnings: fluffy, meeting for the first time, making plans for a date, GN reader, storms, too long, not proofread
Maybe renting a cabin in-almost- the middle of nowhere wasn’t there best idea. It had been storming for the past four hours, making it impossible to take advantage of the beautiful world outside. You should’ve brought your rain boots.
You were pacing back and forth across the hardwood when your light flickered twice before going out completely.
“No!” You growled. You flickered the switch on and off as if that would do anything. “Fuck.” With a huff you tugged on your coat and slipped into your shoes, using your phone light to guide you. You went around the back of the house fiddling with the power box. “I better not get electrocuted.”
The thought of that alone was enough to make you close the power box. You turned on your heels making your way to the other rental house down the road.
“Hi Mrs. Collier, is your power on?” You smiled at the older woman as she opened the door.
“What’d your roof cave in?” She questioned, taking in your soak appearance. She moved out of the doorway, silently welcoming you inside.
“It’s been on and off for the past hour.” She sighed pouring you a hot drink. “I’ve got spare clothes in the hall closet- don’t want you to get my carpet moldy.” She shooed you off.
“Thank you Mrs. Collier!” You did as she had told and found a nice oversized shirt and sleep shorts.
“So what do we do? Just wait it out?” You questioned sitting at the counter. She pushed the hot drink towards you, then added another candle to the fifty she had on the counter.
“I do what everyone does when something goes wrong. Call John.”
“Who’s John?” You asked. She looked at you with furrowed brows.
“You’ve been living here for how long and you haven’t met John yet?”
You took a sip of your drink and shook your head.
“Well I guess that makes sense.” She sighed. “He’s in the military- high up I think and he does those special agent type things, Y’know like the things you see on TV- anyways he’s gone a lot, never too long but you can always tell when he is.”
“How so?” You pressed.
“The town falls apart, physically. I almost feel bad for the man, never seems to have time to relax.” Mrs. Collier continued. “Someone’s water heater is always going out, or there’s a storm and one time the Hathaway’s fence completely collapsed- sheep got out all over town. It was quite the sight.” She smiled to herself and you wondered for a minute if she remembered you were there. She shook her head breaking herself out of her trance. “Drink up honey, don’t need you gettin’ everyone sick.” She gave a gentle smile.
Suddenly the lights flicked on. You closed your eyes quickly not ready for the burst of light.
“You alright in there.” A gruff voice called from outside. There was a knock at the front door, before the person outside let themselves in.
“Thanks, John. What do I owe you?” Ms. Collier asked, sliding off the stool.
“I’ll take a muffin if you have any.” The owner of the voice suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway. He paused for a moment when he saw you. His face softened and he offered you a polite smile. You were too flushed about his your appearance to return it. “I don’t think we’ve met. John Price. I live about a mile up the road.” (I know he’s British) He extended his hand towards you, not before wiping it on his pants. He wore a black rain coat, with his hood pulled up over a black beanie. The beanie was far too low for your liking, nearly covering his vibrant eyes. As if he read your mind he tugged it up slightly.
“Y/N, L/N.” You shook his hand, pulling away quicker than you probably should. “You said you lived up the road? That pretty cream colored house?” You asked. He chuckled at you. It was warm and inviting.
“Never been one to think my house was pretty, but yes that’d be the one.”
“Order up.” Ms. Collier handed John a large ziplock filled with muffins.
“Thank you, Doll.” John smiled. Ms. Collier let out a giggle swatting at him and you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your own face at the interaction. “Where you staying? Need a ride back?” John turned towards you.
“Y/N’s power is out too.” Ms. Collier spoke for you, smirking at your flushed appearance. “They’re staying one house over.” Ms. Collier pointed towards the direction you came from.
“Let’s get you settled then.” John said, nodding his head towards the door.
“Are you sure?” You asked hesitantly. John nodded his head in assurance and you wondered what it was like to be someone with such a comforting aura. “Thank you.” You stood up, grabbing your wet clothes from the laundry room. “Thank you Ms. Collier.”
“Anytime, Honey.”
You started out the door but John pulled you back.
“Umbrella?” He raised a brow at you. You shook your head. He quickly unzipped his jacket, sticking his hand in his pocket and holding half of his jacket above your head. You instinctively shuffled closer. He was warm and smelled like pine- and a little something else that you couldn’t quite put your finger on but it was smoky. You both began your track to your house, breathing a sigh of relief when you entered almost completely dry.
“Where’s your power box?”
“On the side of the house.” He nodded his head starting towards it. You began digging around your house for some sort of payment for him. He already had some baked goods and who knows what else he earned on his travels. The lights flickered on in no more than five minutes. Heavy footsteps thudded against your porch and John stopped in the doorway, not wanting to wet your entire house.
“Thank you so much!” You praised. “Now I unfortunately don’t really have any food, well anything substantial at least, but I have some cash.”
“Don’t know if you should be telling strangers you have cash in your home, love.” He scolded, shaking off his coat on the porch. You gave him a sheepish smile, to hung up on the endearment to fully take in his words.
“Yeah.” You sighed, still waiting for an answer from him. “So how much?”
“Dinner with me?” He said suddenly. You began to head over to your bag but stopped.
“I’m sorry, what?” You could hardly believe he wanted anything to do with you. Your hair was plastered to your face and you were wearing the worst clothes the 80’s had to offer. “Are you sure?”
He furrowed his brows at you. “Am I sure?” He repeated..“Something wrong with you?” He hummed. You nodded your head, but quickly shook it.
“No. I mean nothings wrong with me. Well that’s not true there’s probably a lot of things- somethings that I’m probably not even aware of. I’m sorry I shouldn’t say there are a lot of things wrong with me but”-
“Breathe, Sweetheart.” He interjected. “I’ll take dinner or you can just call this one free as a ‘welcome to town’ favor.”
“I like dinner.” The words came from your lips before he had even finished his sentence. He chuckled at you again.
“Good, I’ll pick you up tomorrow. 7:30 sharp.” He began making his way down your porch steps, back to his truck.
“Okay!” You shouted after him. “Thank you.” You knew he couldn’t hear you, so you decided it was a thank you meant for the storm.
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