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michaelsgavey · 4 months

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Who Needs Cupid? - Billy Washington X Fem!Reader

Summary: Today is the celebration of romance and Billy decides to use this day as an opportunity to ask his neighbor he had been crushing on out on a date. However.. things do not go as planned.

Warnings: Other than the fact it’s using she/her pronouns, it’s nothing really.

Type of story: Fluff

Author’s note: Woohoo! First fic here! I was gonna post this on Valentine’s day but i couldn’t wait any longer. This is my first piece of fanfiction and this is my first time writing for Billy so bare with me please. Plus my writing’s a lil’ rusty so i really hope y’all like it 😭 There is rare use of y/n but it IS a x reader fic with she/her pronouns. But anyways.. let’s see the story! I hope you all like it 🫶

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And there she was.

Here she was outside tending her plants. She always took real care of her outdoor plants.

Billy had come outside to get his mail and he could not help but to take a glance at his neighbor. As silly as it sounded , he may have developed a liking towards her. But how could anyone not? She was kind , sweet , and she is caring. She even brings pastries she cooked around the neighborhood. She was a kind soul indeed.

Her kindness is what drew Billy to her. The two have interacted from time to time but he hasn’t mustered up the courage to ask her out on a date. He was confident that he could do it but at the same time he was scared. What would happen if he did ask her out? Would she reject him? Did she even have a significant other? Those kinds of questions made him slightly anxious.

Was he even her type? Was he even anyone’s type? She was everything. Billy was.. well he’s just Billy. He didn’t see himself as a perfect man. God he was a wreck. He was about to go inside when she waved at him. Billy’s heart fluttered and he waved back with a smile. She went back inside and he sighed before he did the same.

Later in the evening, Billy was at a restaurant having dinner with his sister. He decided to open up to her about his feelings towards his neighbor.

“I don’t understand these feelings, Lana. I want to ask her out on a date and develop a relationship. But I just..” Billy trailed off and took a deep sigh before he looked at her. “I don’t know how to do it. I don’t think I have the courage to ask her out.” He admitted.

“Well-“ Lana was about to speak before Billy cut her off. “I need to have the courage somehow! I mean.. She’s perfect! She truly is a dream girl. I mean.. she’s kind and wonderful and beautiful.. I could go on and on about her.” He said. Lana just sighed.

“Well.. It does not hurt to try. What is there to be afraid of?” She questioned. Billy looked at her and looked down. “What is to be afraid of? Rejection.” He responded. “Again. It doesn't hurt to try it out.” She responded.

He looked at his sister. Maybe she does have a point. It would not be the end of the world if he had tried… right? “Fine. I’ll try to ask her out. Besides, how am I gonna do that?” He questioned. When he asked that , Lana looked like she was thinking.

Billy looked out the window and saw a booth that was selling Valentine’s Day items. It was full of teddy bears, flowers and many more essential Valentine’s Day items. Then he had an idea.

“I could ask her out on Valentine’s day! That’s perfect isn’t it?” Billy said with a proud smile. Lana nods while sharing a smile. Billy beamed and looked confident. “I’ll give her the best Valentine’s gift. Surely it’ll make her want to go out with me.” He said.

It was a good idea. What could go wrong?

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It was now the 13th day of the month. A day before Valentine’s Day. Billy was sitting on his couch thinking of ways on how to impress this woman. So far.. he got nothing. What could he give her? What could he do to get her to be in awe of him?

A piece of jewelry? They have been advertising them constantly. No. Too pricey. What about a walk at the park? Would that work? Maybe not. What about a poem? He’s not good at poetry. He could never do that.

Billy sighed and rubbed his face. Why was this so hard? What could he give her for Valentine’s Day? Maybe he should give up.. Wait No. He can’t. He was confident that he would not give up! He has to go for it. He has to shoot his shot.

Billy had stood up and decided to go out. He would go out and find something that he could not only afford , but something that would wow her. He was confident that it would work.

He grabbed his wallet and put it in his pocket before he stepped out of his home. He decided to walk to the local supermarket to see what they’d have to offer. Surely they’d have something good in mind. Right?

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After a slightly long walk , Billy entered the supermarket, looked around and tried to find the area that sold Valentine’s day items. He walked around and looked before he saw it. But to his surprise, it was slightly crowded.

Many people were looking around to see what the area had to offer. From lovers looking for something for their significant others to mothers looking for Valentine’s cards for their kid’s Valentine’s party at school , it looked slightly chaotic. Well.. In his eyes it did.

But was he going to back down? No. Billy entered the area and explored the area. Hm.. what could he get her? It was a lot to choose.

Billy strolled through the area, contemplating the perfect Valentine's Day gift for his her. As he explored the shelves, the possibilities seemed endless. From fragrant bouquets to exquisite chocolates, the choices were overwhelming. Yet, Billy was determined to find something uniquely special for her. As he strolled past the section, an idea sparked in his mind.

Fresh flowers! The floral arrangements caught his eye, and he imagined presenting a beautiful bouquet to his neighbor. Billy carefully selected a mix of her favorite flowers, envisioning the delight on her face when he handed them to her tomorrow. “Perfect.” He said with a proud smile.

With flowers in hand, he ventured further into the store, determined to complement the bouquet with something more personal. As he perused the aisles, the confectionery section beckoned him, and he decided on a box of assorted chocolates to add a sweet touch to the gift.

Billy's thoughtful quest didn't end there. He wanted this gesture to be memorable, so he meandered through the store, searching for a charming card to express his feelings. After scanning numerous options, he found one that captured the sentiment he couldn't put into words.

With the bouquet of flowers, a box of chocolates, and a heartfelt card, Billy approached the checkout counter, excitement and nervousness intertwining within him. The cashier smiled knowingly, recognizing the classic signs of someone gearing up for a special occasion.

As Billy left the supermarket, he couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and optimism. Valentine's Day was just tomorrow, and he was armed with a thoughtful ensemble that he hoped would win over her heart. He was confident with that.

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That night, as Billy arranged the flowers, placed the chocolates in a neat package, and signed the heartfelt card, a wave of nervous energy washed over him. He paced around his living room, talking to himself in hushed tones.

“Come on, Billy, you can do this," he whispered, trying to convince himself. He rehearsed what he would say, stumbling over words and then finding the right ones. The weight of uncertainty hung in the air as he debated the pros and cons of confessing his feelings.

“But what if she doesn't feel the same way?" he questioned, glancing at the bouquet as if seeking answers. The possibility of rejection gnawed at him, but a spark of determination flickered in his eyes.

He continued his one-man pep talk, encouraging himself to take the leap. "You've got a great plan, a thoughtful gift. She'll appreciate the effort, right?" Billy mumbled, almost convincing himself that everything would unfold perfectly.

As he prepared for the following day, the internal dialogue persisted. “Is it worth the risk?" Doubts and insecurities clouded his thoughts, but the desire for something more pushed him forward.

With a deep breath, Billy reflected on the moments they shared, the smiles they exchanged, and the connection that had grown between them. The idea of spending Valentine's Day alone, wondering "what if," outweighed the fear of rejection.

With a newfound determination, Billy set the stage for the next day, hopeful that his gesture would be met with warmth.

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Valentine's Day arrived, and Billy meticulously groomed himself, selecting an outfit that radiated a charming blend of casual and sophisticated. He spared no effort in ensuring he looked his best, as he hoped to make a lasting impression on his neighbor. He even had a clean shaven face.

As he stood before the mirror, smoothing down his shirt, a surge of confidence filled him. "You've got this," he told himself, determined to approach the day with positivity.

As he made his way to his neighbor's door with the carefully arranged gifts, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursed through him. The bouquet of flowers and box of chocolates were held tightly in his hands, his heart pounding with anticipation.

He really got this. He is about to do it!

However, just as fate often teases with irony, a moment of clumsiness struck. As he approached her door, he tripped over an uneven sidewalk, sending the bouquet of flowers, the box of chocolates, and the heartfelt card soaring through the air. Panic and disappointment washed over him as he watched his carefully arranged gifts scatter in all directions.

“No!” He exclaimed , looking at the gifts he had gotten on the floor. The box of chocolates was open and out , the flowers looked wrinkled , and the card landed on mud.

Billy's heart sank, and for a moment, he contemplated abandoning the mission altogether. He muttered discouraging words to himself, convinced that this mishap had sealed his fate. "I knew I couldn't do this. It was a silly idea," he murmured, berating himself for what seemed like a comedy of errors. “God.. I’m such an fuck up.”

As Billy remained on the sidewalk, contemplating the shattered pieces of his planned surprise, he heard the door behind him creak open. To his surprise, Y/N, with a curious and concerned expression, rushed outside, witnessing the aftermath of the unexpected mishap.

“Billy, are you okay?" she asked, genuine worry etched on her face as she took in the scene. She noticed the scattered flowers, the fallen chocolates, and the way he looked disheartened.

Feeling a mix of embarrassment and disappointment, Billy stammered, "I, uh, I..”

Embarrassment flushed across Billy's face as he stammered, "I... I wanted to give you something for Valentine's Day." He admitted, feeling vulnerable and exposed. The weight of the moment hung in the air as he awaited her reaction.

To his surprise, instead of disappointment, a warm smile spread across her face. "Really? For me?" she exclaimed, genuine delight replacing any concern she initially had. Her eyes twinkled with a mix of surprise and joy.

Billy nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "Yeah, I wanted it to be perfect, but..." he gestured helplessly toward the scattered gifts, now gathered in his hands. “But, well, it's all ruined now."

To his surprise, she smiled, shaking her head. "Ruined? Not at all, Billy. It's the thought that counts, and this unexpected twist just makes it even more special. I appreciate the effort you put into this."

Perplexed by her response, Billy couldn't help but question, "But, I mean, everything went wrong. I tripped, gifts flew everywhere. How is that not ruined?"

She chuckled warmly, meeting his eyes with understanding. "Billy, it's not about everything going perfectly. It's about the sincerity and effort behind the gesture. The fact that you went through all this trouble to make Valentine's Day special for me means more than anything."

As she spoke, Billy found himself reconsidering his perspective. Perhaps, he realized, the mishap hadn't ruined everything; it had added an element of authenticity to his expression of feelings. His neighbor's reassurance made him appreciate the beauty in the unpredictability of life.

With a smile, she added, "Besides, it's the story we create together that matters. This unexpected twist just makes our Valentine's Day more memorable, don't you think?"

Billy couldn't help but nod in agreement, grateful for the wisdom and understanding his neighbor brought to the situation.

Encouraged by her understanding, Billy took a deep breath, reminding himself of his original intention. The scattered gifts, though imperfect, became a symbol of their shared moment, and he couldn't let this opportunity slip away.

Summoning his courage, he looked into Y/N's eyes and said, "You know, there's something else I wanted to ask you. I was wondering.. if you'd like to go out on a date with me sometime. You don’t have to say yes but..”

His words hung in the air, and a nervous energy surrounded them. The unexpected mishap had paved the way for a more genuine connection, and as he awaited her response, a mix of anticipation and vulnerability played on his face.

Y/N, who had been through the rollercoaster of surprises that evening, grinned warmly. "I would love that, Billy. It sounds like a perfect idea."

Billy's heart swelled with happiness as he processed his neighbor's positive response. A smile graced his face, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement about the prospect of a date.

“I'm looking forward to it. Maybe.. Saturday at six pm?” he replied, a mix of relief and joy in his voice. She nodded and smiled. “Sure. I would love that.” She responded. He can’t believe it. His plan went great! Well.. it wasn’t how he expected but it went great! He was getting the woman of his dreams.

Then with a playful twinkle in her eye, she suggested, "Why don't you come inside for a bit? I've actually made some cake, and I think we could use a sweet ending to this eventful day."

Billy's spirits lifted even more at the invitation. "Sure, I'd love that," he said, appreciating the warmth and comfort she offered.

As they stepped into her cozy home, the scent of freshly baked cake enveloped them. They continued to talk, sharing stories and laughter, turning what could have been a discouraging day into one filled with unexpected connections and delightful surprises.

Feeling a genuine connection blossoming, Billy couldn't help but appreciate the unpredictability of life. In the warmth of her company, he found not only a wonderful Valentine's Day but also the promise of something more meaningful.

Days turned into weeks, and their days together were filled with smiles, shared interests, and the joy of discovering each other. Eventually, what started as a nervous attempt to express his feelings blossomed into a beautiful romance.

In the end, Billy's Valentine's Day plan, despite its bumps and surprises, led him to a happy ending. A love story that unfolded unexpectedly but perfectly, just like the imperfectly perfect bouquet of flowers.

#billy washington #billy washington x reader #billy washington x you #billy washington x fem!reader #this is my first fic #pls be nice ._.#trigger point #ewan mitchell #billy washington imagine #billy washington x y/n #my writings ˚ ༘♡ ⋆

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ithinkabouttzu · 1 year

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Hi! I'm in love with your BoB ships❤can I ask one too?

She/her, 6'0. Long, wavy strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, slender body type. I'd say i'm playing the role of a "tough b*tch" with strict sense of duty and like to pretend that I can quickly overcome my feelings. But that's just a parade, deep down i'm a lonely, melancholic, lost little girl. I like to help people, care for them, but I don't open up easily. I have only a few friends. Sometimes i'm a little bit sarcastic and I loooove a challenge.

I like working out, hiking, exploring new places, or just chill on my own with Lana Del Rey music in the background.

Wow this sounds so bad but this is how I am. Anyways, thank you so much if you consider writing! ❤ and now i'm binge reading your blog (forgive me for my English, it isn't my first language).

Hi of course thank you for requesting lovely 💗!!

I ship you with…

Dick Winters!

- Okay you guys just go together, like reading your description, Dick immediately popped into my head. Like you guys just make sense, y’all give the same exact vibe and it would be a crime NOT to ship you with him

- Okay his first impression of you was, “Wow” just wow because you literally took all of the breath out of his lungs.

- But in all seriousness, you are beautiful to him, he absolutely admires your pretty long hair and soft eyes. My man’s is fully enamored with you and has no problem with that whatsoever

- When you guys first become friends, he tries his absolute hardest to be professional around you, he doesn’t want to make it uncomfortable relationship for you for making any moves, but at the same time he feels like if he doesn’t, he might not ever get the chance to again.

- So he takes you out on a walk during the prettiest sunset ever, and with a leap of faith and just confesses flat out to you that he does like you, he thinks you’re just a wonderful girl and that he would love to take you out sometime

- After completely falling for your looks, he falls even harder in love when he gets to know your personality, he loves how kind you are and how you just take control of a situation when it gets out of hand, literally just every little aspect of you he loves so much

- Usually when you’re with Dick, your tough and strong persona kinda just wears off, it’s not that you can’t handle certain things, but it’s nice to let someone else take the reins every once in a while

- Also it’s more of a trust thing too, when you’re with him you can be calm and peaceful, you don’t have to worry about anything really, he makes it comfortable for you to just be you around him and that is the sweetest thing literally ever

- TRUST ME when I tell you dating him would be so nice, like he would treat you like an absolute princess, we would spoil you with whatever you wanted, not with just materialistic things, but also mentally to, you guys know how to fill each other’s cup emotionally

- And with that being said, you can also take care of Dick so well, sometimes being a leader is STRESSFUL but you always try your best to care for him and show him that he can just be him around you

- For you to!! He can just sense when you’re sad or something’s up, but instead of asking you about it (unless you wanna talk about it then he’s totally down for talking) I think he’ll probably just try to comfort you with his actions

- okay I could see you guys just walking on a trail, like hiking, and you just have your earbuds in literally swaying to some lana music (same tbh) and he’s just over there like 🤨 “why are you dancing like that” and then you give him one of your earbuds and he completely understands (bc lana’s music is swaying music fr)

- But hiking or just exploring out nature with each other is so fun! You guys can always just be peaceful when you’re out there with no one to bother one another except for you two.

- ALSO, let me tell you how fun dates would be with you two, like Dick is such a romantic (or maybe I just get those vibes idk) and he would make the most special and unique little date nights planned, he would always leave you speechless with how thoughtful he is when it comes to date nights 🥹

- okay okay btw, i forgot to mention how much this man LOVES your hair, he thinks it’s so soft and pretty and he adores playing with it, like if he just rubs his fingers through your hair it’s almost certain that he’s gonna fall asleep

- usually you like chilling on your own (which is so relatable tbh) but when you start dating Dick, chilling with him is just so much better, you both can just relax with each other and do what both of you guys need to get done in peace (with some lana on in the back ofc)

- GIRL- the first time he sees you working out he is just in awe, he didn’t mean to disturb you or anything, he didn’t even notice you were working out til he heard your panting from the other room. he doesn’t mean to be turned on by it but he just can’t help it, he’s just sitting there like 😵‍💫

- He’ll try to just let you be and workout in peace, but you can’t help but get butterflies when you see him leaned up against the side of the door, looking at you like a whole SNACK

- When you’re sarcastic it’s either he loves the deadpan humor and he enjoys it, or he’s on the other side of that sarcasm and is silently praying for you to die down from it 😭 but he honestly enjoys your sarcastic humor unless you guys are in an argument

- But this man loves you actually like so much, almost too much, and just know that you guys will have each-others back regardless, you and him can always lean on one another and you guys make hanging out so soft and comfy for one another 🤗🥹 (YALL ARE SO CUTE OMG)

Thank you for requesting lovely!! I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading my blog!! :) 💖💖

#band of brothers #band of brothers ships #dick winters #ithinkabouttzu

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leossmoonn · 2 years

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oh god matt tries to help the kids w homework but it never ends up going well😭 it's a less intense murdock family game night™️ but w more crying HAHAHAHAHA

tldr the kids go to you if they need help w hw bc "you explain it better than dad does. he just confuses me and then himself"

I laughed so fucking hard at the last part. Literally me as a parent

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Okay so Matt’s pretty good with history and the sciences. Obviously english is what you help with, but when it comes to math it’s a mix. When the kids were little, matt helped them the most. But then they got into college

Matt vs. Geometry

This man hates geometry (I do too matt it’s okay). Literallt WHY do we need to prove a triangle is a triangle??? Like FUCKIJG LOOKING AT IT. Ugh. Anyways.

Okay so Percy is the math whiz in the family. Y’all don’t know where he got it from but you’re thankful lmao. So you’re helping Lana study for her vocabulary quiz, which leaves Matt to help Percy with his math. Percy would ask Jackie but she’s a science and English gal.

So Matt has his copy of Percy’s hw in braille and he’s trying to figure out soak a toe but Matt just doesn’t understand. And Percy is super stressed bc he has a test over this stuff and this is lowk hard for him. Percy is like “just read it over again”

Matt’s like “I’ve read it 10 times and it makes no fucking sense, Percy. Are you sure this is your homework?”

Percy is like “yeah and I have a test over this stuff.”

Matt tries to figure it out again bc he doesn’t give up. But UGH OH YM GOD he gets super frustrated and ends up tearing up the papers and flipping the table over (side note: tbh if I saw Matt flip over a table I’d be on my knees. But this is not that type of concept so anyways)

Okay okay but you mentioned crying? Yeah well that happens A LOT when the kids are younger. Matt is trying to explain how 7 to the second power is 49 and not 7 x 2. And Jackie is just struggling sm and he sees her dad get mad (not at her but like at the school system and himself bc he feels like he’s not helpful and he feels bad) so then Jackie starts crying. Which in turn then causes Percy so cry bc kids cry at the same time. And now Matt is like about to cry out of anger bc of exponents. Mans is trying so hard not to flip his shit but ugh it’s so hard 😭. Especially since he hates hearing his kids cry and Jackie is like blaming herself for not understanding the material and he ofc doesn’t want his daughter to feel any less lmao.

And you’re trying to cook dinner but thag fails bc while the potatoes are burning in the oven, you’re trying to calm down the kids AND Matt. And then Buddy is howling bc he’s also in distress and he’s trying to figure out the problem bc he doesn’t like any of his humans upset. Tbh Baby is just chilling. Like she doesn’t gaf. She’s just like “can I please sleep you imbeciles.”

Anyways. The kids finally learn to not ask their father for homework. Ugh and poor Matt 😭 he feels so bad. The kids will literally disrupt you if they need help. You need a nap? Forget about that. You need to do work? Haha try the next day. You need to shower? Hopefully you put on some extra deodorant.

at some point you get kind of annoyed and you’re like “you guys haven’t bothered your father abt homework. Ask him.”

Jackie is like “ummmmm but he doesn’t know what he’s saying. Like one time he was trying to explain world war 1 to me, but he got it mixed up with the Cold War somehow. And then he got all confused and he called Foggy to help him, but Foggy just confused him more.”

You’re like “why did I marry a man who got the Cold War and WWI mixed up”

#matt concepts #matt murdock

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colourful-void · 3 years

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Which Pokemon Protagonists get the most screen time? (Figuring out if Goh is “stealing the spotlight” from Ash)

I’ve seen a lot of people say that Goh gets too much screentime, so I decided to see how he stacked up against other companions, using math!

Bulbapedia sorts episodes into categories, one of which being “Episodes focusing on (character name)”. Using what bulbapedia defines as an episode focusing on a character, I will be calculating what percent of a seasons episode focus on a character. I’ll use the main characters (ash and whoever his companions are that season) as well as team rocket for the sake of comparison. I’ll also be including chloe despite her not being a companion because a decent amount of episodes focus on her. (Information may not be completely accurate because of bulbapedia’s available information, but this is the most efficient way I currently have to do this)

Disclaimers: A) im not that good at math so there may be errors (feel free to correct me, ill fix it!) B) journeys hasn’t finished airing yet, percentages will flux with more episodes, if a significant change is made i may (no promises) update this C) some episodes focus on multiple characters or no character in paticular according to bulbapedia, and im not counting pokemon centric episodes so the percentages will not add up to 100. D) you need to take into account that ash previously had multiple companions and goh is only one person.

Journeys: Goh: 21% (13/60) Ash: 18% (11/60) Chloe: 11% (7/60) Team Rocket: 6% (4/60) Goh and Chloe Combined: 32% (19/60)

Sun and Moon: Ash: 23% (34/146) Lillie: 11% (17/146) Sophocles: 7% (11/146) Mallow: 7% (11/146) Lana: 7% (11/146) Team Rocket: 7% (11/146) Kiawe: 6% (9/146) Lillie, Lana, Mallow, Sophocles, and Kiawe combined: 42% (59/146)

XY: Ash: 36% (51/140) Serena: 18% (26/140) Bonnie: 15% (22/140) Clemont: 18% (26/140) Team Rocket: 5% (8/140) Serena, Bonnie, and Clemont combined: 52%

Black and White: (haven’t seen black and white so if im wrong about main characters lemme know) Ash: 28% (41/142) Iris: 18% (26/142) Cilan: 16% (23/142) Team Rocket: 9% (13/142) (not counting unaired episodes) Iris and Cilan combined: 34% (49/142)

Seasons Ranked By Other Protagonists Percentage: X&Y: 52% Sun & Moon: 42% Black & White: 34% Journeys: 32% So does Goh have more screentime than Ash in journeys? yes, by 2 episodes. Does Goh have more screentime than the other companions? also yes, by around 3%. Does this mean Goh has an unfair amount of screentime? Argueably, no. Sun and Moon had 5 companions, XY had 3 and Black and White had 2. Journeys has Goh, and possibly Chloe it’s not really clear. So compared to the amount of the time the other companions get, when including all companions in a given series, Goh has average (if not a little less) screentime!

So IMO based on this evidence, Goh is not “stealing the spotlight from ash” anymore than any of the companions who came before him.

I hope this helps y’all understand Goh’s place in the story a bit better =D!

(concerns and any errors you find are welcomed to be pointed out to me, this isn’t useful if it’s wrong.)

#pokemon journeys #pokeani #anipoke #goh pokemon #trainer goh #ash ketchum #ash pokemon #pokemon sun and moon #pokemon black and white #pokemon xy #opposite of character salt #character sugar?#that sounds wrong #analysis

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tuffduff · 4 years

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Your Pretty Little Angel (Axl Rose x Reader)

Pairing: fluffy modern!Axl x Reader

Words: 1,785

Request: @zeppelinwhore : “ Hey, love! How r u? I was wondering if i could request a fic with modern!axl? Where reader feels insecure about herself, like she saw the pic of Axl and Lana and then she feels like she is not as pretty as Lana. Or some shit like that lol. <3 “

A/N: Thanks for requesting, hun! The more of these modern!Axl imagines I write, the more I want to be his little sugar baby, ya know? Hope y’all enjoy this one! (Also this gif fucking killed me he’s SO cute)

Taglist: @ubernoxa @the--blackdahlia @reigns420 @stradlin-cold-heartbreaker @rumoured-whispers @dustnbones

Your fingers drummed on the bathroom counter in front of you, drawing your focus to the sound of tapping against the granite rather than the gaping mirror in front of you. Anything but the reflection.

It wasn’t as though you were always racked with self-hatred or insecurity of your appearance. At the same time, you weren’t vain. You had worked hard to accept you as you were, it was all anyone could do, right? Everyone had their days though.

Especially when you were dating a globally celebrated rock star.

Axl Rose used to be a name that circulated the news channels and magazines much more frequently. Nowadays, any mention of Guns N’ Roses was a bit rarer, especially since Axl chose to lead a more private life. His name still had the power to generate headlines, though. You had definitely seen the latest—the images were practically burned into your mind now.

“Axl’s New Flame”

“So, Lana Del Rey and Axl Rose Are Hanging Out Together”

“Where’s Y/N? Axl Ditches Former Girl-Next-Door For Singing Siren”

You knew it was innocent. You knew rumor articles were cruel. You knew there was likely nothing even to it; Axl had gone out for a business dinner and they must have run into each other. After all, Lana Del Rey is a well-known Guns N’ Roses fan. The only pictures you had seen so far was her walking ahead of him leaving the same hotel restaurant. Axl simply wasn’t like that; you had been together for over a year now.

That was you trying to be rational and avoid a spiral of doubt. But of course, you ended up tumbling over the edge and soon got lost in overthinking.

You read the articles, every single detail you could find. The fact that she wrote a song all the way back in 2008 called “Axl Rose Husband.” Her coy smile in the pictures—so beautiful with her elegant face. Sure, Axl wasn’t like that, but did anyone really expect to get cheated on? Did anyone ever expect to be left? Those kinda things blind-sided even the most infatuated adoring lovers, and you began to brace yourself for the impact. Sure, you had just moved into his house, but he could always kick you out. You and Axl had never even exchanged “I love you” with each other, maybe he was seeing what else was out there. Maybe he had been charmed, maybe you just hadn’t seen other pictures yet. You read the articles speculating if Axl had left you in the dust. It was easy to find pictures comparing you to Lana. This was worse than online stalking because all the work was done for you—and there were people’s commentary and opinions, people you didn’t even know, who didn’t know you.

When you glanced up, almost accidentally, you realized you had started crying. You chuckled bitterly and added another negative trait to your list: too fucking sensitive. Who did you think you were, dating Axl Rose?

“Hey, sugar, I thought we were getting lunch? You’ve been up here for almost an hour.” You heard Axl call from your shared bedroom and heard his steps crossing the floor. You panicked; you didn’t want him to see you right now when the image of her was probably pinned in his memories. Her laugh, her smile, her bambi eyes looking at his. Was he comparing the two of you like everyone else? Wondering why he settled when he could’ve had her?

“Uh, hang on! Give me a minute,” you tried to stall; you needed a helluva lot longer than a minute.

“What’s wrong?” You heard Axl asked as he paused right outside the bathroom. It was almost a casual question, as though he weren’t really expecting anything serious to be wrong. “Your hair brush is out here if that’s what you’re looking for.” You chuckled slightly, smiling sadly at his nonchalant observation. “Are you okay?” He pressed when you didn’t answer, and that’s when you completely fell apart.

“Y-yeah! I just, uh...I poked my eye and...” you lied with the first thing that entered your head and grimaced at the weak attempt to stop your voice from shaking as hot, fresh tears spilled from your eyes. “I’m actually not feeling well; maybe we can go another time. Why don’t you go get something for yourself?” He didn’t answer, and you wondered if maybe he had left to do exactly that.

“Why in the world would I do that?” You jumped at the sound of his soft voice right behind you and glanced up to look at him in the mirror’s reflection, staring back at you in confusion, hairbrush in hand. Heavy concern shaded his face when he saw you. “Y/N, what’s wrong, darlin’?”

“It’s really nothing,” you lied and Axl immediately frowned angrily at you. His boots hit the floor with purpose as he marched over to where you sat on the vanity stool. He knelt down right next to your thigh in an effort to match your level.

“You know I hate it when you tell me that, Y/N. I hate wasting time with you upset and me not knowin’ the reason why. Do you trust me?” You hesitated at the question and saw a flicker of surprised hurt flash in Axl’s eyes.

“No, I do!” You said quickly, before you shook your head. “I do. Really, it’s just me overthinking...and just...imagining worse case scenarios and...” you shrugged.

Axl was silent for a moment before he stood. You stared at your lap, wondering if you had offended him, before you felt his fingers weave through your hair. He pulled your head closer to him, to where your cheek was resting against the denim covering his hip and his fingers massaging your scalp.

“You and that pretty little head of yours...” he muttered affectionately. “C’mon, sweetheart, tell me what’s wrong. I get it, you know. Wasted plenty of years of my life just fucking overthinking things I didn’t need to.” You looked up at him and something in your expression suddenly made him pull you up by your elbows. He took your place on the stool before he brought you down on his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist. “Now,” he prompted. “I’m listening.”

You stared down at your hands in your lap.

“I saw the pictures.” You murmured.

“Pictures of...?” Axl asked.

“You with Lana.” You peeked up at him and watched confusion furrow his eyebrows before understanding took its place. There was a silence.

“Ah.” He finally said with a nod.

“There were...a lot of articles telling me about the state of my relationship this morning.” You chuckled feebly. “You know, a much better start to my day than Folgers or the weather forecast.” Axl was shaking his head.

“I hate them.” Axl said. “I hate all of it. The manipulation, the way they think they know every detail. And it still happens, even now, twisting it all however they want.”

“For the record, I didn’t think anything of it.” You reassured him, though you couldn’t help the way your voice sounded small. You wondered if Axl could hear the insecurity behind your words too.

You could feel Axl pat your hip, his hand resting against you.

“Someone introduced us. She’s a big fan, it was nice conversation. I liked some of her ideas, concepts she was telling me about songwriting. But that was it. We walked out at the same time and that was somehow the big story.” You nodded a little. You had known that, but even with the confirmation, you were left wondering why you still felt empty.

“I guess...it’s just harder for me.” You said out loud, trying to work out your thoughts. “I’m...nobody. And you’re you, and I knew that—it wasn’t what drew me to you, that’s not why I got into this—but this world knows you too and how amazing you are, and then, sometimes things like last night happen. And I trust you with all my heart, Axl, but someone like Lana Del Rey; she’s gorgeous. She’s talented, she’s acclaimed. I’m sure she would have been willing. Why wouldn’t you...”

Axl’s grip tightened around your hips now, making you stop your words.

“First of all, I never want to hear you say something like that again. Y/N, you’re not nothing. You’re nothing short of incredible. This world hardly ever says anything about how ‘amazing’ they consider me. Mainly, it’s just about how I’ve lost it.” You frowned a little. There was a change in his tone, switching from insistence to almost cynicism. “How I don’t sound the same anymore. How I don’t look the same. I’m washed up, I’m an egotistical perfectionist—the list goes on. But you…you’re beautiful, baby. I look at you and I can see the way everyone else looks at you, and it makes me I wonder how in the hell I get to have you. You make me proud. You make me feel like the things I see written about me aren’t true. Because you never make me feel like that.” You twisted in the position you were sitting to face him better.

“I’m a fucking mess,” you laughed breathlessly, fighting another onslaught of tears. Axl smiled, leaning up to kiss the corner of your mouth, a fleeting kiss, uncaring if his lips even met yours because any inch of your skin was a prize to be kissed.

“You’re not a mess. Baby, you’re a whirlwind. Your thoughts, the way you look at the world, all the things you’ve brought into mine...”

“Axl...” you stopped him, but only had an absence for any words to explain the relief you were feeling, the calm that filled you. You could only shake your head and reach your hands out to cradle his face in in them. He immediately leaned forward to press his lips to yours.

“I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, his eyes still shut as you pulled back, stunned. He blinked his eyes open, smiling again at you. “I love you, my pretty little angel.”

“I love you too, Ax. I always wanna make you proud.” You replied back, smiling against his lips as you kissed him again.

“You do. And you know what else?” He asked as he pulled back. “I’m pretty fucking hungry.” You laughed with your head falling back before you stood from his lap.

“Just gimme a second. I’ll be ready soon.” Axl paused by the door.

“Wear that blue sundress of yours, baby. The one with the slit up the leg.” There was a twinkle in his eye. “I want them all to see you on my arm today.”

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Voicemail. ~part 2~

a/n : you want it? go get it! heres the second part to voicemail!! I’m thinking a 3rd and final part for this??? if y’all want it tell me! ALSO I’ve linked what the reader is wearing and maybe what others are too so if you see a link thats what it is. also wanted to say thank you so much for the support on this one shot!! i would put those big eye emojis but im typing on a laptop and i dont think O.O is the same....

first part!!!! go read

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“Next on the red carpet is singer/song writer Y/N L/N, wow look at that beautiful dress!! This year at the Grammys she is up for 3 awards, Song of the Year, Best Dance Recording, and Best Solo Pop Artist!”

The interviewer exclaimed excitedly from her podium along side the paparazzi wall. It had been a week since the songs were let out for the world and so there was definitely an electricity in the air at the awards ceremony.

“All you fans are probably watching for the most anticipated performances of tonight! Harry Styles will be singing one of his new songs from his album FineLine! Twitter is going ballistic from the recently leaked songs about is break up with L/N, we all know the cameras will be on her tonight whenever he’s mentioned! Oh look, here she comes now!”

You walked over in your beautiful award dress, safe to say you were the best dress star there. Your hair was done up and the red long dress seemed to flow around you effortlessly as you walked.

“Hello Diane, it’s lovely to see you again.”

You said in a polite voice, smiling to her and the camera, she handed you an extra mic, ready to drown you with questions.

“I’m going to cut to the chase— did you listen to the songs?”

Wow, this lady’s cut throat I’ll give her that.

“Oh yes! I’ve listened to all the albums nominated this year and I’m so excited.”

“Oh I was talking about—“

“I’m so incredibly grateful for the nominations, I put my blood, sweat, and tears into this album and I’m glad the fans love it as much as I do.”

You could see the Diane deflate a little, understanding you’d keep dodging questions about Harry until it was over so she moved on.

“Yes, you’re nominated for Best Dance Recording, the music video for your song Clouds was crazy! How long did it take you to figure out how to dance while flying?!”

You laughed, thinking back to the many rehearsals of choreography on the ground and then being connected to cables and hoisted into the air to perform it.

“A girl never tells her secrets,” you said with a wink.

“Well speaking of flying in a music video, I know one performance tonight will be—“

Cheers and hysteric screaming filled the fan area as someone came on to the carpet.

“Is that? Oh look, Harry Styles enters the stage in a—, my goodness! You and him are matching!”

You couldn’t believe it.

Harry was decked out in a full red suit, hair beautifully fluffed and glimmering in the light. He had red heels that looked like Dorthy’s slippers.

And he had the faintest amount of red lipstick on, making him look like an ethereal being in red.

“Wow, we really are matching.”

You mumbled to yourself, half forgetting you were being filmed.

You turned back to the camera the moment you remembered, making your face emotionless so hopefully the interviewer wouldn’t pick up on your thoughts at the moment.

You quickly thanked her and slipped off into the sea of celebrities, hearing his voice ‘hello love! So happy you could come’ to the fans hoping he would give them a signature.

You entered the award room, looking for your assigned seat. Luckily you were strangely one of the only people in there aside from a few techies working on the stage lights.

“Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Billie Elish, Kahild… Harry….”

You gasped, basically scoffing at what you saw next.

“Y/N L/N? Are you fucking kidding me?!”

You started to breathe a little faster, “Oh god, I don’t think I can do a whole ceremony next to him, after the whole thing online… and not responding to his texts.”

It’s true, when he had texted you that morning, it took you 5 hours and a shot of tequila to actually open his messages.