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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.

PAIRING: carl gallagher x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: angst? mostly fluff SONG INSPIRATION: there for you by martin garrix WORD COUNT: 748

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it had been well past dark when you got the call. carl’s words coming out frantic and rushed. this would happen on occasion, he felt the most comfort talking to you about his problems, thoughts and feelings.

as of late he had been drifting from you doing god knows what, whatever it was — it distanced the two of you. it hurt you, cut deep.

you were always connected at the hip ever since you had started high school. carl had taken an interest in you almost instantly, it started with him sitting at the other end of your empty table at lunch, a greeting of a small nod, turned into a wave and more.

it wasn’t hard to fall in love with carl, whatsoever.

it made it easier as he’d make sure no one messed with you in school,

as he’d walk you home to make sure you were safe even though you lived down the street from him.

even helped him with studies after juvie.

you wrote him every single day, not knowing if he would write back or even care.

he did.

he’d never let you know but he had saved each and every note that you sent to him in a little box under his bed, carl knew no one would ever go under there so it was his little secret.

fiona was beyond grateful for you. not just for looking out for carl, but for when you’d offer to babysit liam or help out with some chores around the house.

you were basically part of the family. being there every single time monica decided to turn up and do a shitty job of parenting then flunk off when it didn’t go to plan.

holding carl as he cried in your arms everytime, until the day when she passed and it was time where he had to finally come to terms with it all.

the point is, you had been through a lot with him so whenever you’d get a call no matter what time or day you’d pick up.

this had been one of those times.

“i-i’m sorry for calling, i k-know that i’ve not been in touch lately and i was so stupid for not c-calling you sooner — b-but i need you.”

with that said you ended the call, throwing on your slippers — crawling out of your window and making a run for the gallagher's front door.

you didn't care about the chance of someone seeing you running down the street in your pyjamas not like it'd be the weirdest anyone would see around here.

sliding to a stop as you arrived at the house, he was sat on the bottom step, head in his hands.

"oh carl..."

gasping as you saw the stitches in his forehead, instantly running over and grasping his face in your hands checking him over asking him a thousand questions at once.

but stopping mid sentence when you notice the tear stains on his cheeks - as his bottom lip wobbled at the familiarity of it all.

"im s-sorry for calling you so late-" his apologies were cut short as you pulled him into a hug. he sobbed into your shoulder, eyes tearing up as you feel him collapse into your touch.

sitting down where he had sat previously not letting go of him in the process.

carl's hands dug into the soft material of your shirt as his sobs turned to sniffles.

he pulled away just enough so you could see his face, letting you gently wipe away his tears.

“do you want to talk about it?” the only response you got was a shaken head.

“well if it helps i’ve missed your dumbass.” punching his arm lightly before leaning into his side, listening to the sound of your light breathing and dogs barking in the distance.

“'missed you too, it’s been too long since i last saw you.” you just gave him a slight nod as the sadness takes over you and a frown replaces your smile.

you and carl decided to make your way to 7/11 to get slushies, catching up as you walked home hand-in-hand, bumping each others shoulders as you walked down the path to your house.

slipping back into your window, bundling up under the covers.

carl laying on your chest, you stroking his hair lulling the both of you into a deep sleep.

you’d decided that you wouldn't let time come between the pair of you again.

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ruerecs · 17 days

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𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑟𝑒𝑐 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

➞ luca

➞ carmen berzatto

#luca #luca x reader #luca fic recs #luca the bear #luca the bear x reader #luca the bear fic recs #carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto fic recs #the bear #the bear x reader #the bear fic recs #x reader #fic recs #ruewrote #the bear fic rec masterlist

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kaylasficrecs · 1 year

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jj maybank recs

three times | one shot, angst | @obxsummer

pogue on pogue | one shot, trifecta (angst/fluff/smut) | @skiller0dani

nowhere else to go | one shot, fluff (slight angst) | @tbyfandoms

details | two shot, angst (part 2 has some fluff!) | @spider6oy

breathe with me | one shot, angst | @maddiwrites (tw)

six times he realizes he loves you | imagine, fluff | @fandomtravels

protective | imagine, fluff | @toomanyfandoms02

road trip | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @toomanyfandoms02

pretty girl | imagine, fluff | archived blog

hospital chairs and shitty vending machines | imagine, flangst | @amourology

can't you stay a little longer | imagine, heavy angst | @anxiousstark

madly and deeply | imagine, flangst | @mydogisveryadorbs

perfect | imagine, fluff | @bruh--wtf

love you back | one shot, fluff | @milkiane

meet me at our spot | one shot, fluff (little angst) | @amourology

speechless | one shot, fluff (brief angst) | @buckyseddie

only love can hurt like this | two shot, flangst | @maybaenk (this is part 2 bc i love it so much)

unexpected valentine | one shot, fluff | @katsu28

like i'm gonna lose you | imagine, flangst | deactiavted blog

nightmares | imagine, fluff (some angst) | @fangirl-writes

savior | imagine, fluff | @pixelated-pogues

promise | one shot, flangst | @jjs-bitch

i got you | one shot, flangst | @jjs-bitch

love sick | one shot, fluff | @demxters

swell | imagine, fluff (brief angst) | @the-maidofgevaudan

aftermath | one shot, heavy flangst | @maybaenk (tw)

this isn't what it looks like | imagine, fluff | @winchester-books

too much to drink | imagine, flangst | @pankowholland

brown eyes | drabble, fluff | @hybridluv

too busy being yours to fall… | one shot, flangst | @mvybanks

three seconds | two shot, angst | @xveenusx

why would you? | imagine, fluff | @maybankslover

the one where you get your period | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @mvybanks

nothing else matters | drabble, fluff | @ruewrote

you | one shot, flangst | @xveenusx

thought that i was dreaming when... | imagine, flangst | @https-florals

practice makes perfect | imagine, smut | @meadowscarlet

where jj protects you from your brother | two shot, flangst | @mvybanks

bad boy x good girl | headcanon, fluff, bit of smut | @maybankswhore

it was always you | imagine, fluff (kinda flangsty) | @destourtereaux

dying to tell you | one shot, flangst | @obaex

pinch me | au, imagine, flangst | @obaex

i'll go anywhere you go | imagine, fluff | @voidcameron

greedy | imagine, smut | @voidcameron

"you came." "you called." | imagine, flangst | @maybankswhore

the one where jj is touch starved | drabble, fluff | @mvybanks

now your mess is mine | imagine, comfort flangst | @fandomxpreferences

the one where jj is scared of love | imagine, flangst | @mvybanks

it's going to be okay | imagine, flangst | @angelbabyxworld

a little dirty | imagine, fluff | @obaex

#masterlist #fic recs #jj maybank x reader #obx

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obaex · 2 months

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someone tell me why i legit had a dream last night that me and my moots were having a slumber party for the obx s4 premiere 😂😭 it gave me all the feels! like?????? 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼

i am manifesting this!!!! how i wish i could transport you all here and we could make a pillow fort, cookies, and scream at the tv together <33

sigh

@jjsbank444 @mvybanks @lovelornanonymity @hotchsstuff @oceandriveab @rafetopia @chenslucy @ohbx @rxeluvs @mikasinterlude @anqeliclust @lovelyjj @rafesapologist @ruewrote @runningfrom2am @lizcameron @maybankswhore @obx-pogue4life @surftrips @mrsstarkey1 @maybankslover @adventuresinobx @moremaybank @rafesangel @sweetestdesire @rafestar @outerbankspov @proactivetypaperson

#my mutuals my loves #girls just wanna have fun #obx #outer banks

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cantstoptheimagines · 1 year

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@ruewrote — THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭 i just started watching the show so i’m only a few episodes in but i love it so far!! i’ve already got some more ideas to my draft, including a second part to “vodka’s promise” 💛💛💛

#2023 #answered #vodka's promise

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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.

PAIRING: carl grimes x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: angst and fluff SONG INSPIRATION: sarah by alex g WORD COUNT: 994

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you were by carls side as he recovered from the gun shot, when he couldn't even sit up. when he'd yell at you to leave, to not look at him.

to not look at how hideous he is now. you thought nothing but the best of him always, a wound would not be changing that anytime soon.

you slept in a chair next to his bed in the infirmary, risking a sore body the next day but that didn't matter as long as you got to see him.

it was about time that he got relocated back over to the grimes residence, you were the first to jump up and offer assistance.

"ill help! i could bring his stuff back over and-" you were soon cut off by him, his nostrils flared, his teeth gritted, eye narrowed.

"oh my god will you please just shut up for five seconds, just go home. i don't need you here." his chest huffed out a sigh, turning away from you. his feet dangling off the edge of the bed.

biting your lip, blinking repeatedly trying to stop the tears from flowing. you nodded letting a wobbly okay. making your way over to the door giving him a last look over.

"i'm sorry that i bothered you, i hope you feel better soon." all you got in response was a scoff from across the room, that's when you took your leave.

sobs racked throughout your body as you ran over to your house, just wanting this day to be over as you flopped onto your bed and began thinking.

he had never spoken to you like that before, you just wanted to help. you just wanted him to heal. of course you did.

you went in circles for hours to think what would make him speak to you like that.

carl always had a soft spot for you. you had the unconditional you would die for each other sort of love.

everyone saw it as you used to walk hand in hand lightly swinging your arms as you leant into him as you strolled down the road to see judith.

now he was acting like he didn't even know you? it hurt more than words could explain, you just wanted your boyfriend back.

you eventually fell asleep with tears staining your cheeks.

you were determined to make him feel better, pounding a small rhythmic knock against the front door. letting out a deep breath, your frown replaced with a bright smile.

footsteps were heard, the door opened being met with rick with judith on his hip. she babbled and made grabby hands towards you.

plucking her off of rick, placing her on your hip instead. the three of you making your way further into the home. tickling judith as you did so.

"he's very delicate at the moment. he's far from the same, it might take a while for him to be back to normal, at this point i'm not even sure if he ever will be." your hand rested upon his shoulder giving it an reassuring squeeze letting him know that you could do this, you could look after him. not knowing if you were trying to convince him or yourself.

he looked hesitant as he took the small girl back from you explaining that he's leaving her with olivia and that he'd be back at the end of the day, closing the door behind him leaving the house empty and very quiet.

you made your way over to the kitchen deciding on making carl some soup, once you had finished cooking, putting the bowl and a glass of water on a tray, you tiptoed over to his room. silently opening the door, his back faced you as you placed the tray on his bedside table.

lightly shaking him as he stirred from his sleep he lightly grumbling then turned over. his face dropping when he saw it was you.

"i-i made you some soup and there's some water." you shrunk at the way he was staring at you, with what felt like hatred.

clearing his throat, pushing himself up by his elbows to look at you properly, "why are you here?"

"because believe it or not. i care about you carl."

that only led him to look away from you, nervously rolling his bottom lip between his teeth. scared to look back at you. "i don't understand why. i'm useless now, i'm ugly y/n don't you see that?"

your heart shattering at the horrible words he was spluttering at you, "none of that is true carl, it doesn't matter how you think you look, you're not ugly or useless. you're brave." gently holding his face in your hands, him refusing and trying to turn from you. but your hold on him was firm so he had no choice but to look at you.

"so so so brave, i can't even imagine how you must be feeling. i'm sorry this happened to you, you of all people do not deserve this. anything but this."

that's when the dam broke and he threw himself into your arms and cried, your hand stroking his hair as you held him. your hug soon turned into you cuddling, small sniffles were heard here and there as you whispered affirmations into his ear. he felt safe enough to fall into your arms that morning.

later that evening rick and judith arrived home, she had fallen asleep against him on the way back home. he was confused to come back and the house be completely quiet.

so after he had tucked his daughter in leaving a kiss on her forehead, he made his way over to carls room, making no noise as he opened the door. peeking over finding you peacefully cuddled together.

backing out of the room once again, closing the door with a small smile on his face, knowing his son was safe.

as long as he was with you.

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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠.

PAIRING: jj maybank x fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: just fluff SONG INSPIRATION: i love you baby by frank sinatra WORD COUNT: 341 NOTE: super short but i couldn't stop thinking about this

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you laid on john b's couch, flipping through the pages of the book you were currently reading. mostly engrossed in it, but not enough so you were able to hear jj say his goodnights to kie and pope.

hearing him chuckle as he walked through the front door, you still tried to concentrate on the words that were close to your face, but found it more difficult as you felt his gaze land on you, only looking up when he hovered beside you with a goofy smile on his lips.

no words were exchanged between you, but you knew what he wanted, so you folded the corner of the page that you were on, leaving you where you had finished. placing the book closed beside the two of you on the coffee table.

that's when he climbed on top of you and into your arms, entangling his legs with yours, his head resting against your chest.

"i missed you so much," he mumbled into the fabric of your shirt.

even though you had been together the entire day you knew exactly how he felt. you could also tell after getting back that you were both well beyond tired.

that's when you started running your fingers through his hair, feeling him melt into your touch. a smile appeared on your face, feeling accomplished at being able to make someone special to you so comfortable.

you started humming the melody of frank sinatra's i love you baby continuing to stroke the blonde hairs out of his face, it took little to no time for him to fall asleep to your voice and the buzz of the cicadas outside of the window.

you always felt a little bit uneasy going to sleep at night, the overthinking thoughts echoing loud in your mind, oh but that all stopped when you met jj.

he would protect you with his life, his arms wrapped tighter around you, moving slightly in his sleep as he snuggled into you. he made sure you knew that too.

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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.

PAIRING: wally clark x fem!reader WARNINGS: mentions of death & panic attacks GENRE: angst SONG INSPIRATION: waves by dean lewis WORD COUNT: 1.1k

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you never had many great experiences with making friends in the prior life never mind the former. for most of it you kept to yourself.

wally was one of the first people that you met after it happened. he welcomed you with open arms on one of the hardest days of your entire existence and you couldn't have been more appreciative of him.

you had accidentally died in 2019.

your death was quite tragic.

getting pushed through the sea of people that walked through the stadium, this was already way too much human contact then you signed up for, but how could you say no to the tall blonde that had invited you to the game.

eyes searching for any spare seats at the bottom of the bleachers, your hands digging deeper into the pockets of the oversized hoodie that flowed around your frame. already feeling completely out of place as an introvert, but even more so when you were one of the few not wearing the school colours.

keeping your head down as you proceeded up the metal steps, people accidentally shoulder barging you as you did.

finally getting to the top stair as a large gust of wind blew past you. grabbing a hold of the railing, your breath stuck in the back of your throat as you shuffled carefully over to the seats.

the sound of the loud pre-game shouts from the cheerleaders, to the jocks warming up, it all felt a bit too much. your mouth dry, throat pinching finding it hard to breath as you clawed at your chest, suddenly not able to regulate your breathing.

more people walking up the steps made the temporary flooring wobble. you walked further and further back to make room until it was too late and you were falling, very fast, almost too fast.

screaming out for any type of help, but it was too late. everything went black. no one heard you screams, drowned out by the crowd cheered as the game started. sadly your body was only discovered after the game had finished.

at first you spent a lot of your days in the same place that you died in, trying to shout out to investigators, to anyone. no one could hear you, this couldn't be happening.

giving up on yelling, you huffed as you plopped yourself down on the grass, rethinking everything that happened that night.

you would've still been alive if you hadn't agreed to go.

no you hadn't had any major life changing events in the near future but it was still way too early, you were only seventeen.

a couple of sleepless nights had gone by, you felt numb. empty.

angry at how everything was so perfectly peaceful. your parents were distraught, you watched how they were stood so apart, your dad looking sad and your mother looking angry.

you didn't want them to be upset. as much as you had your ups and downs with them and there still being so many things left unsaid, they were still your parents and seeing their relationship fall apart because of your death pained you. all you could do was sit back and watch.

you felt stupid for saying that you felt alone when you were alive because now you were well and truly alone here... wherever you were.

"beautiful day, isn't it?" a male voice from beside you spoke but you stayed silent, continuing to the pick at the edge of your nails assuming it was just one of the police officers talking to their men.

"nope? okay understandable."

glancing over to the person who sat beside you. eyebrows scrunched together, eyes narrowed. is he talking to me?

the brunette slid his sunglasses down his nose, squinting as the sun shone down bright onto the two of you.

"it's rude to stare ya know?" his eyes focused on yours, waiting for an answer but you were completely stunned.

"you can see me? no fucking way!" you quickly pushed yourself up from where you were sat, smiling giddily.

"wait..."

there was only one way to make sure that this was real, cautiously reaching your hand out and poked him with your index finger. you were met with his skin.

"ouch! that hurts you know." he exclaimed, pretending to be pain, pouting as he rubbed the same spot you touched.

"it is so good to finally speak to someone, i thought i was alone in this terrible place."

"i'm y/n! what's your name?" you held out your hand for him, he took it and instead of shaking it, he flipped yours over and placed a kiss upon it.

from then on you two were inseparable. whether it would be just eating together or watching living teenagers do stupid shit, laughing your asses off doing so.

sometimes you'd just lay smack bang in the centre of the football stadium, stargazing. it became a daily occurrence since ghosts didn't actually need sleep.

throughout the years you had a lot of time to spend together. that also meant that it gave you a lot of time to think, which wasn't necessarily a good thing.

the times you spent alone were torture, the silence getting too loud.

now you were sat in the school library, laying on top of one of the shelves, feet swaying back and forth before meeting with the wood. the clock ticked away and so did the sound of scribbling of studying students.

you had spent so much time in this place that it had become a some type of home to you, times like this when you'd reminisce on the memories wasn't always a great idea.

you worried a lot.

knowing that one day you're gonna pass over and that he's gonna pass over scared you. you never really thought about it. losing him all together? it felt impossible.

your chest felt tight, sitting up panicking. you hadn't been by yourself through a panic attack since your accident.

jumping off of the bookshelf, gasping for air. trying to remember the counting technique that wally had taught you, falling to your knees now hyperventilating when you heard echoed shouts from beside you.

it felt like you were underwater, your chest screaming for some sort of relief.

it wasn't until you felt two familiar large hands cup your cheeks, their thumbs wiping away the tears that had once streamed down your cheeks. tilting your face to be met with wally's, his beautiful brown eyes full of concern.

that's when you felt your chest untighten, breathing became much easier as you followed his deep, evened out breaths.

he pulled you into his lap, one hand wrapped securely around your waist as one caressed your hair. your ear pressed against his chest, hearing the rapid beat of his heart.

staying like that helped, him holding you helped.

squeezing your eyes tightly shut, trying to savour this moment. his shirt bunched firmly in your fist.

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ruewrote · 8 months

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𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑.

PAIRING: evan buckley x fem!reader WARNINGS: blood, reader getting injured GENRE: angst, fluff SONG INSPIRATION: departure by jaron WORD COUNT: 1.1k

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you had just finished shutting the doors of the ambulance, giving it two loud bangs for them to drive before re-joining the crew.

"another great save guys, good job!" bobby says as he pats eddie on the back, walking over to ready the engine.

"god im hungry!" he blurted out and you just laugh, "what?"

"i just seriously don't understand how you're hungry after all of that," if anything you felt incredibly nauseous.

that's when you felt the sharp hot pain in your side, suddenly finding it hard to stand, it had become apparent that your adrenaline had worn off.

falling to your knees as you cried out in agony. your hands pressed to the hurt area, pulling it back to find your hand soaked in your own blood.

buck worriedly rushed to your side, his hands gently pushed your shoulders back so you laid out flat on the ground. only to find the cause of your discomfort was a large piece of glass was sticking out of your stomach through your jacket.

his first thought was to curse you as you had recklessly climbed through the windshield when you helped the young woman out of the recent car wreck, only for her to be okay and for you to get injured yourself.

he rummaged through his medical bag for something to stop the bleeding, struggling but finally found the right supplies. using his teeth to rip open the packaging before putting pressure around the glass making you groan out in pain.

"i know, i know sweetheart. you're gonna be okay." no words left you just sharp little breaths as you lightly gripped onto bucks arm, trying to give him some sort of reassurance.

he screamed out for the rest of the team, voice breaking as tears streamed down his face. the glass was deep like really deep, all evan could think about was you and if anything had been nicked internally.

bobby and eddie ran over to the two of you, you could hear one of them call for another ambulance as soon as possible. something about a firefighter down, but all you could focus on was how cold you had gotten.

"buck i don't feel s-so goo-d..." for the first time in a long time you were afraid.

"they're on their way, you gotta hold on for me, please!" he begged as he smoothed the hair that had fallen across your face with his spare shaking hand, the other still tightly pressed against your wound.

shakily you lifted your hand to brush his tears, your thumb very slowly caressing his cheek. "you'll be oka.."

the pain was all too much, it was too difficult to keep your eyes open. evan shook your face, "no. no you've got to stay awake! i can't lose you." he shouted, as eddie pulled him away from you. the paramedics put you on the gurney rushing you into the back of the vehicle immediately hooking you up to multiple medications.

bobby and buck shared a look, the captain gave him a swift nod, that's all it took for him to jump into the seat next to you. grabbing a hold of your hand, squeezing it tightly in his own as you made your way to the hospital.

beep. beep. beep.

your vision was blurred as you opened your eyes, first seeing the heart monitor and the dark sky that peaked out from behind the wonky blinds. the hospital was quiet, a little too quiet for your liking.

you turned to your other side, finding a sleeping evan in what looked like the most uncomfortable chair with a blanket wrapped around his body.

a smile tugged at your lips, he stayed with you. your smile soon fell realising the last thing he saw of you conscious was you nearly bleeding out in his arms.

readjusting yourself was harder than you thought, grunting at the pain, holding your side.

buck woke up startled, jumping up to help you lay back down.

"that was one way to get your attention," you laugh before wincing.

"you've got to be careful, that glass got you good." he says as he straightened out your blanket.

he was trying to not show his worry, you had known him far too long to see through that. "buck, buckley!" you whisper yelled, grabbing his hand, pulling him close to you the best that you could.

everything fell still. his bigger hand intertwined with yours.

"i was so worried," his voice wobbled, it was only loud enough for you to hear.

"i should've stopped you, if i did you wouldn't be here right now."

you squeezed his hand, looking up at him. "you know you couldn't have stopped this, ev."

tugging on his hand to bring him closer to you, shuffling over in your bed, patting the small amount of space next to you. "hop in?" you questioned with a smile.

"there's no way there is enough room on that thing for the both of us!" he exclaimed

"well you better squeeze in then."

and so he did, your bodies pressed up against one another. only after buck extensively checked that he wasn't hurting you or laying on any tubes.

you were now both settled face-to-face, hearing nothing but each others breaths and the beating of your machine. your heart rate elevated when he leaned in closer to run his fingers through your hair.

feeling your face heat up, closing your eyes, embarrassed how a simple action could do that to you, let alone him being able to hear it. the sound of him chuckling worried you. but the feeling of him going back to gently brushing the stray hairs out of your face comforted you.

"i know we deal with close calls every single day, but i... god. all i could think about when they took you away was all the things i hadn't told you yet."

your eyebrows furrowed and eyes reopened, "what things?"

"uh, well things like 'i love you' and also to let you know that 'you stink'," he laughed as you playfully punched him in the arm.

"hey, ow!"

"took you long enough." you exaggeratedly sighed whilst trying to keep a straight face.

"you knew?!" he exclaimed as he sat up still looking for answers.

laughing at his reaction as you held your bandage, "no, you c'mere!"

he scooped you up in his arms, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, laughter now gone. he leaned in close, his lips brushed softly against yours. smiling into the kiss you pulled him closer to you.

you stayed like that for a while, cuddling, kissing and talking. that soon came to a stop when you fell asleep listening to evan's voice, he only realised this mid ramble. pulling the covers up over you, closing his eyes, slowly wrapping his arms around you. not before giving you a kiss on the forehead of course.

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ruewrote · 5 months

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𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑑.

PAIRING: carl gallagher x gn!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: lull by vraell [guitar version] WORD COUNT: 538 REQUESTED: yes

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leaning back in your chair, rubbing your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that afternoon you sat in front of your computer screen staring at the unfinished work.

a tired sigh leaving your lips as you swiped the piece of hair that didn't quite make it into the rushed ponytail that you created earlier.

starting to bite the skin around your nails as you watched the cursor blink, almost mimicking you. writing for hours hadn't gotten you anywhere, still having to do two other assignments too, fear started creeping up on you.

it had been the same fear that you had felt countless times before, the fear of failure. despite all of your hard work and preparation, you just couldn't escape the nagging feeling that you'd not be good enough.

maybe it’s because you're afraid of what your parents will think of you or maybe it’s simply because you are terrified of not living up to your own expectations. whatever the reason was, the fear was very real.

tears welled up in your eyes as the panic set in, well that was all until a knock was heard from your bedroom window. looking over confused made eye contact with a very excited carl holding up a bag of what looked like groceries?

letting out a faint chuckle as you stood up from your bed, opening the window and actually being face to face with him felt like a weight had been lifted off of your shoulders.

"let me in i got the good shit," he grinned at you as he shook the plastic bag.

squeezing your eyes shut tightly, trying to stop the tears from flowing overwhelmed by the kind gesture. shoulders shaking as you slumped in on yourself.

carls smile dropped, throwing the bag on your bed behind you before jumping over your window. carefully pulling you into his arms as you cried into his shoulder. your tears wetting the material but he couldn't careless and neither could you.

"it's okay, im here. you're alright," one of his hands tangled in your hair and one on your lower back, tugging you closer to him.

that's how you stood for a good five minutes, carl giving you time and comfort. this was all that you needed over these past two weeks instead of stressing yourself out over pointless things.

the two of you now moved over to your bed binging on the sweet treats that he'd brought over, some christmas movie that you'd both seen a million times together playing in the background as you joked with each other.

explaining to him how everything just got to be too much.

"i mean i can't say too much since i've not got the best track record of doing my own school work nevermind worrying about it," that made you laugh, looking down and picking at the fuzzy material of your socks.

"but you've got a good head on your shoulders, almost perfect grades and you still make time for the people 'round you? dude i'd say you're living the life right now. a bit of a boring life but ya know!"

narrowing your eyes at him, playfully pinching his side making him yelp and jump away from you pouting.

"rude."

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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛 𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔.

PAIRING: jj maybank x fem!reader WARNINGS: ... GENRE: angst, fluff SONG INSPIRATION: almost by hozier WORD COUNT: 937 NOTE: its four in the morning so if there's any grammar mistakes bro idec anymore, anyways love you guys

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the five of you were out on john b's porch passing a blunt around, you were talking absolute utter bullshit about everything and anything, well that soon stopped when you caught a certain look that was shared between john and kie.

a slight awkward cough left you before you stopped speaking, feeling embarrassed, it didn't help that you were newer to the group and didn't have the same bond they all had together.

so pushing yourself off out of the chair you were currently sitting on, faking a smile asking everyone if they wanted anything to drink as you went to walk into the home, hearing no's from everyone you made your way to the kitchen. not feeling a pair of eyes on you as you did so.

your eyes watered, sniffling trying to gather yourself, lightly shaking your hands to distract yourself from crying, blinking away the tears successfully.

starting to walk back to the front door, swallowing the lump in your throat, pushing the door back open announcing some bad, but believable excuse to them before rushing home.

this is so stupid.

you really shouldn't be so sensitive y/n.

you lay on your back with your eyes closed trying to focus on the soft music playing in the background, but your loud thoughts wouldn't stop eating at you.

well, that of course was until a little tap on your sliding door turned into two taps, this continued to happen. furrowing your brows, looking over to the glass thinking it was just a tree branch.

nope, it was very much little rocks, pushing yourself off of your bed closer to find the cause of the knocking, looking down only to find a cheeky smile on a certain blonde's face looking right back up at you.

"rapunzel, rapunzel let down your hair!" he shouted in a playfully deeper voice, you rolled your eyes before opening it and yelled back.

"you know i have a perfectly good front door, right?" quirking an eyebrow at him and he groaned back at you.

"but this is so much more romantic, no?"

you had to admit that did make you smile, you moved back over to your bed to keep up your 'stoic' act. soon enough a very out-breath jj was leaned against the right side of the railing on your balcony.

"you— ah. that looked a lot— easier from down there." he was now bent over with his hands on his knees quickly regaining his breath as he stood up straight and gave you a look, the sort of look that said i have an idea.

that’s when he started to run for speed towards you, your eyes widened as you realized it was too late to move out of the way when his body collided with yours, ending up with him on top of you, you both groaned as you tried to push him off.

only for him to make his body deadweight against you which made you struggle more, “ugh! get off of me, you’re so heavy.”

“nope i think i’m gonna stay right here, you’re actually super comfy, night night,” he muttered before shutting his eyes, nuzzling his face into your neck. not that you’d mind being in this situation any other time but not now when he’s all sweaty and gross.

you eventually gave up pushing him, accepting your fate underneath him. remembering how super ticklish he is, you wrapped your legs around his waist as your fingers gently dug into his sides making him jolt off of you laughing.

"im sorry-- i-m sorry, ah--." unwrapping your legs, he fell onto the floor, still slightly laughing whilst looking at you, reaching your hand out for him to grab with a smile, "wanna order some pizza?"

that was it for the next so many hours the two of you messed around, having pillow fights waiting for the food to arrive, eating and then you both ended up a tired pile on your bed, jay resting his head on his arms now gazing up at you as you spoke quietly since everyone else in the house had gone to sleep, it was just the two of you awake.

books. you were now rambling about what new book you were reading and the contents in it. telling him your favourite parts so far, barely noticing that you were talking entirely way too much when you stumbled over your words.

not even realizing that you hadn't even been looking at him the whole time, your eyes had been glued to the white of your ceiling whilst using your hands to slightly gesture what you were talking about.

he was awfully quiet beside you, glancing over for you to be met with a soft jj, how his eyes drooped slowly as he blinked, a gentle smile on his lips. he was listening...to you.

you offered an awkward smile before groaning into the palm of your hand and laughing, "i was doing it again wasn't i? should i stop talking?"

"don't, your voice is very soothing."

with that being said you continued what you were saying previously but now faced him, running your fingers through his hair smoothing the pieces that were falling in front of his face.

chuckling when you heard the sound of his light snores, your hand only stopping its movements when you had to lean over to turn off your lamp, snuggling deeper into your covers as you skimmed over his face in the dimly moonlit room as sleep overcame you.

that's when you discovered your new fondness for the blonde pogue.

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ruewrote · 2 months

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𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡.

PAIRING: s6!lipgallagher x inexperienced!fem!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: the spins by mac miller WORD COUNT: 463 REQUESTED: yes

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it's not a lie that you've never had to struggle for the majority of your life, whether that be through money or popularity. but where you did lack was experience, yeah being a straight A student was cool and all but since you were the centre of attention all the time it was difficult to do any wrong.

so as you got to college you thought that'd all change. something you didn't think of is where to start. hm well that was until you met lip gallagher.

it definitely helped that the two of you worked together to help out in professor youens class as it got you extra credit and also didn't hurt to make a new friend.

"you've gotta be shitting me? nothin'? not even accidentally slipped a tube of that gloss you're always wearing?" he questioned, leaning in closer eyeing you suspiciously.

rolling your eyes as you nudged his shoulder with your own, "no! is it really that hard to believe?"

"i guess not," he brings the cigarette to his lips taking a long drag, "i guess i shouldn't be since you are a goodie two shoes." blowing the rest of the smoke out of your direction.

"i am not a goodie two shoes!" you muttered as your eyes fell down to your shoes that were kicking at the rubble beneath them.

"yeah, yeah okay! so what was the last 'bad' thing you did?"

looking up at him through your lashes, genuinely trying to think of something, anything. sighing knowing that he was right.

the first thing you could think to do was lunge and grab the burning cigarette out of his hand, bringing it to your lips, stupidly inhaling way too much which made you burst out into a coughing fit.

lips eyes widened before sitting beside you, moving your hair out of your face whilst gently patting your back.

"you really shouldn't over do it on your first time, sweetheart."

your eyes all red and watery as you looked up at him, "a bit too late for that."

from then on the two of you were inseparable, him showing you how to live your life instead of just surviving it. whether that be from sillily ding dong ditching peoples houses to him showing you how to kiss (maybe a bit too much)

when you weren't creating chaos you were either laid up in your dorms watching movies on your laptop or were at the gallaghers house buying everyone pizza making them all happy.

even though you hadn't been friends for very long you and lip just fit together, you never thought that you would find someone that you would click with so easily. nevermind him being the complete opposite to you.

you wouldn't want it any other way.

@diorrfairy hope this was as good as you wanted it to be :))

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ruewrote · 25 days

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𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑠𝑓𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠.

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— you died shortly after him

— since you'd been ghosts around the same sorta time that tended for you to be closer, but that didn't mean that was any effort short of him trying to win your affection

— being there for each other when being in the middle felt all too much

— him listening to you sing on the theater stage, always making sure to tell you how beautiful he thought your voice was

— as much as it scared him that he was slowly starting to forget the stuff about being alive, he adapted by remembering every little thing about you and what you loved

— something about him felt so familiar to you, safe, warm

— feeling like you could finally relax around him

— you couldn't sleep since you were dead, but wally always made up a cuddle corner in the teachers lounge for the two of you to rest in

— having breakfast, lunch and dinner with each other ended up with you a laughing mess and food all over the floor

— him comforting you when you were worried about the other side, promising that you'd meet each each other over there even if one of you were to go sooner than the other

— him picking you a small bouquet which contained of lots of daisies and daffodils, gently sliding a couple behind your ear

— wally was often very protective over you, being your voice when yours wouldn't come out

— you always stole his jersey, him pretending to get mad. getting back by trapping you before kissing and tickling you

— it didn't take too long for you to develop feelings for each other, just that wally got there first to confess

— you never thought you could feel more alive when you were dead, but when he kissed you?

— it making you feel all giddy, butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach, your head feeling all fuzzy

— it always being slow and gentle, but deep. his hand placed on the nape of your neck, and the other on your hip pulling you into him

— what could you say you were both head over heels in love with each other

it truly is a crime that there isn't more content on here for him, ill change that soon!! hope this was okay @ilbradipodisagiato

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ruewrote · 10 months

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𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.

PAIRING: evan buckley x fem!reader WARNINGS: no warnings GENRE: just pure fluff SONG INSPIRATION: starry eyed by ellie goulding WORD COUNT: 544

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you were grateful for days like these, where the sun shone brightly against the material of your curtains. the sound of light snoring beside you making a smile tug at the corners of your lips.

looking over to find a very asleep evan, half of his face smooshed into the pillow he laid on.

there weren't many times you actually get to see him this relaxed, only when he slept or when he was just simply in your company.

as much as he was your big strong boyfriend, he reminded you more of a golden retriever.

you took this time that you had to trace over his features with your fingertips. starting by lightly running your fingers through his unkempt hair then making your way over to his cheeks.

your thumbs gently brushing against the skin, going over a few faded scars in the process, moving over his prominent smile lines.

ugh if there was anything you loved the most it was this mans smile, it was so contagious and when you're the one to make him smile? oh god, you felt like you were going to turn into a puddle right then and there.

you had decided you had done enough admiring and it was time for him to wake up, so you did what you do best and attacked him with tiny little kisses all over his face, starting with his forehead, then his nose, to his cheeks and lastly next to his lips.

"buck..." you whispered close to his ear, he groaned at the loss of contact, but smiled when he heard your voice but still didn't open his eyes.

"why'd you stop? i was enjoying that," he whined as he stretched, making you laugh. quickly giving into his request by lightly stroking up and down his arm, making him sigh happily.

finally opening his eyes looking at you, "hi baby,"

"hi hon, how'd you sleep?"

"really good except the fact that i was literally melting last night since we're both always so warm, but i didn't want to let go of you, you're so comfy."

he looped the arm that wasn't underneath his pillow around you, bringing you even closer to him, if that was even possible. so you were now truly sandwiched between evan and the bed.

you loved the days the two of you both had off work, since it meant that you didn't have to leave the bed. just lay there wrapped up in each others arms, kissing and doing other very...productive activities too.

lifting your hand back on his cheek as you looked at his face, your thumb once again finding itself caressing your lovers cheek stopping as you leaned in, pressing a soft peck to his lips.

a grin stretching on his own as you pulled away only far enough to dip your face into the crook of his neck.

"i really love you, buck."

"i love you too sweetheart."

and you proceeded to do just that into the later years of your lives, as you fought fires and saved others together. as you scolded each other when either one of you landed yourselves in the hospital for a couple of weeks or longer. no matter how mad you were, you'd always love one another.

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𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡.

PAIRING: evan buckley x gn!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: would've been you by sombr WORD COUNT: 527

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you never thought you'd have this.

never thought that you'd be laid in bed, snuggled up under the covers rereading your favourite book in yours and your boyfriends apartment.

slipping the bookmark between the pages, placing it on your bedside table to sit up and take in your surroundings.

everything was so perfectly placed. even the mess from bucks obvious rush to get out of the door this morning, it just made sense.

the sun outside starting to set made your home a pretty shade of orange, knowing in a short while you'd have to get up and shut the blinds, deciding on leaving that for later you to deal with.

the once silent space interrupted by the loud clatter of evan opening the front door a little too agressively, making you jump and tense up realising it was just him made you relax again.

"baby!" he groaned out whilst leaning against the railing to your stairs as he struggled to take off his shoes, shoulders slumped whilst doing so.

not responding just yet, quietly giggling to yourself with a goofy smile watching, waiting for him to eventually find you.

"lover?" he questioned, finally getting the boot off of his foot.

"up here, darling!"

looking up to find you cross legged, opening your arms for him to climb into and that's what he did.

well tried to.

his attempt of running up the stairs to get to you failed him as the material of his socks slipped against the metal steps and tripped him up, making you burst out laughing and he did too.

"only you evan buckley would be able to trip over thin air." you cackled, gasping for air as you fell back and continued to laugh until there was no sound coming out.

"stupid socks!" ripping them off of his feet and throwing them onto the floor before jumping onto the bed.

grunting as he landed smack bang on top of you, pulling away so you were now face to face, "i'm glad that my pain makes you happy," jutting out his bottom lip only for you to kiss it.

"don't act like you wouldn't do the same if it wasn't the other way 'round! it's literally happened before and i have the scar on my shin to prove it."

"touché."

and it was back again, peace.

the two of you just studying each others features, missing and worrying about him was exhausting for when you were at work, but when you did have your days off it felt excruciating and honestly quite boring.

evan always made sure to message you when he could, which you really appreciated. but you still couldn't help but love the end of the day.

lifting your hands from your sides, sliding them up his back, over to his shoulders to massage the tense muscles, making him moan almost too loudly almost instantly melting into you.

"tough day?" you sarcastically questioned, the only response you got was a groan into the crook of your neck, tickling you making you laugh again.

as long as he came home to you, to this everyday he wouldn't have it any other way.

here's some fluff after the new trailer. they better not hurt bobby and athena in the new season >:(

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ruewrote · 3 months

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𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

PAIRING: peter parker x gn!reader WARNINGS: arguing, strong language GENRE: angst SONG INSPIRATION: naked by james arthur WORD COUNT: 440

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you couldn't keep doing this with him. finally coming to the terms that peter would never truly choose you. him being out every single night without fail proved that.

today everything changes, you choose yourself instead of him.

there had been one too many date nights cancelled, one too many times that he'd slip into bed with you not knowing that you were still awake with tear stained cheeks.

what was the point anymore? you barely saw him as is.

loving him with all your might to only get little to nothing in return was draining.

if it wasn't the relationship or lack there of, it was your job. your boss asking too much too late, your family were there for you, but you could feel their constant concern and worry.

dark circles formed under your eyes from the little to no sleep you were getting, hair almost always a mess since when you did sleep you would wake up late and had to rush out of the door.

back to laying in your shared bed alone for what felt like the millionth time.

you just couldn't take it anymore and why should you?

that lead to you hurriedly packing your bags, already calling your sister and letting her know what was happening and she welcomed you into her home with open arms.

it was late when you arrived, so you quietly moved your stuff into her guest room, her bidding you a goodnight as the door closes. you were left alone again with your thoughts.

phone vibrating in your hand as pete's texts rolled in. asking where you were and if you were okay, just leaving him on read before completely turning off your phone.

you don't owe him an explanation, you didn't owe him jackshit. not for the way he treats you.

flopping down onto the bed, rolling yourself up into the covers not bothering to change.

tears fill your eyes when you think about how different he used to be, just your cute nerdy boyfriend. the one that would facetime you when he was building his new lego set, the one that would drop everything that he had going on to look after you when you were sick.

the same guy who was too shy to ask you out so he wrote little love notes and only up until you caught him in the act then he confessed his feelings for you.

it all changed when he got bit by that stupid spider, as much as you love spiderman, you loved peter parker more.

you just wanted your boyfriend back. was that too much to ask for?

possible part two...

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