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undercoversasa · 10 months

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THIS JUST SHATTERED MY SOUL AND I LOVE IT 😨

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 (steven conklin x reader)

description: words spoken behind your back leave you heartbroken.

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You probably looked like a three year old that consumed way to much pixie sticks, as you hurriedly walked to the beach house that your best friend had just arrived to. You were ecstatic belly was your closest friend of many years. The time spent away from each other was almost depressing, you’ve missed her a lot. But saying that was the only reason you were practically skipping towards the beach house would be a lie. Her brother, Steven Conklin was also apart of the reason.

You were only a year younger than the boy, though at times it felt like you were five years younger with the way he treated you. Every year he would playfully tease you and poke fun at you just like he did his sister. Of course, you saw it in a completely different light. boys teased girls they had a crush on right? Well that’s what you told yourself every time he tickled your sides as he would pass by, he’d throw you a charming smile right after leaving you in a lovesick daze.

And now one summer later, you still had it bad for Steven Conklin. This was your summer where you’d finally explore a relationship with him. You were more confident all thanks to your new style. It would be a lie saying “looks don’t matter.” Of course they did, no matter how confident someone is they always have some insecurities. Your new hairstyle that you got done last week was still fresh, the shopping trip you took also was doing wonders, but skin care really was your best friend now.

You didn’t get the chance to even knock before the door was swinging open. Your breath was nearly knocked out of you as you were crushed into your best friend’s arms. You laughed when you finally pulled apart. “You look so good oh my god!” Belly shirked stepping to the side examining your outfit. “My brother is definitely gonna like this!” She took your hand and spun you in a circle. Your halter top and shorts were something you picked up last minute. “You really think so?” you smiled nervously “it’s not to much?”

“No! definitely not” Belly’s knowledge of your crush on her brother was never a problem. She’d always joke about how you would be able to spend more time together if you actually were in a relationship with Steven. “These are for you!” You held out a plastic container that held strawberry cupcakes with vanilla frosting. “Mhmm they look so good! remind me why I’ve never tried to bake with you?” Belly grabbed the container inspecting the perfectly baked pastries.

“Hey ! don’t forget when we made those cake pops, even though they were sort of a disaster.” You laughed as you both finally walked into the house, where you heard mingling voices. “Hey look who it is!” Jeremiah ran towards you almost on a mission. He attacked you in a hug spinning you in a circle. Your laugh was contagious letting everyone in the room follow after, well almost everyone. Steven’s eyes met yours from his seat on the couch, you gave a small smile along with a wave of your hand.

In reply all he did was nod his head and turn back towards the video game he was immersed in. The disappointment was clear as day on your face. We’re you expecting some balloons and flowers? Of Course not, all you wanted was maybe a hug? At the very least a verbal acknowledgment. Steven didn’t care that he hadn’t seen you all year, he wasn’t even excited. You shook your head in attempt to get out of those thoughts you wouldn’t let yourself think about to much.

The day was magnificent. Nothing beats a day at the beach with friends! The shower you just took to wash the beach sand off was relaxing, even though your mind kept trying to focus on Steven. The whole day he’s probably spoken three words to you? So as you nervously tip toe to the living room, where you know he’s at you contemplate on what to say to him. It shouldn’t feel this way you and him have always spoken to each other.

“Hi..” Your voice is almost a whisper in the quiet living room. Steven’s eyes look up from his phone mumbling a “Hey.” before returning his attention back to the device. Grabbing the plastic container with his name on it from the kitchen, you hesitantly join him on the couch. “I made these for you! i haven’t gotten the chance to give them to you so” You smiled holding out the container of chocolate covered strawberries. Each one had either sprinkles or an intricate design. Steven’s mouth up turned into a smile only for half a second before returning to the same blank one he’s had all day only towards you.

He took the container from you slowly placing it on the coffee table. Just like you expected he returned to his phone once again. Was this some sort of joke? There was no explanation on why he was acting like this towards you. “Hey, you wanna watch that show on Netflix where they all try to find their ‘perfect match’ “ you laugh using air quotes on the last part. Steven sighs before laying his head against the couch. “I’m actually really tired so i think i’ll pass.” You’d always been able to sense when he’s annoyed. So you could feel the annoyance times ten, and it hurts that your the cause of it.

“We could always sleep on the couch for old times sake?” You attempt a smile. Your hands are shaking. God Steven makes you so nervous. “I’d rather sleep in my bed” Steven speaks quickly, standing up almost in a hurry. “Oh okay” you mumble voice breaking. And just as fast as you joined him in the living room your left alone, the only sound is the creaks of the house. Steven Conklin was acting different this summer and you had no idea why.

The next morning you woke up in a funk. You tried not to let it show but everyone kept asking “what’s up with you?” Even the cause of your saddened mood had noticed or at least you think he did. You caught Steven staring at you through a hallway mirror as you examined your two piece bikini. You both probably held eye contact for about 15 seconds, you were the one to look away though once you felt that warm feeling in the pit of your lower belly.

You haven’t given up though, today was the day you were gonna put an end to what ever was going on with you and Steven. This wasn’t how this summer was supposed to be. You’ve imagined the perfect summer in your head multiple times. All of them of course ending with you and Steven’s “summer romance”. That couldn’t exactly happen if you both were acting distant with each other. So with new found confidence after last night in the living room you decided to approach him.

His summer job at the snack shack was the perfect opportunity. You would invite him to hangout! And hopefully it would turn into a date? You sure hope you don’t embarrass yourself in front of him. You even practiced what you were gonna say the whole walk over. So as you confidently approach the snack shack with a smile you looked around for him. Was he on his lunch break or something? “Can I get you anything?” The question came from behind causing you to get startled. “Sorry” Steven smiled at you before coming behind the counter again. “Just a soda.” You nervously responded thinking about backing out of the plan.

“It’s on the house.” He placed a ice cold can of strawberry soda onto the counter. “You remembered?” You whispered grabbing the can, the cold beverage did nothing to calm your nerves. “Course i did the only thing you drank last summer.” You swore Steven’s eyes trailed down your body. Only causing you to be more nervous. “So i came here to ask you something.” You finally spoke after a moment of silence.

Steven nodded his head signaling for you to continue. “I was going to see if you-“

It’s as if the words were stuck in the back of your throat not wanting to be let out. “If you wanted to maybe hang out tomorrow a little picnic on the beach?” You were looking everywhere but at the boy you’ve just asked out. “Sure” the words almost felt like a slap to the face. You secretly pinched the sides of your thighs, just checking if this was actually real. Steven just accepted your invitation and you couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your lips.

“Okay tomorrow?” You opened the soda can before taking a quick sip. And of course your clumsy self spilt a little. The sticky drink falling onto your chest. Steven cursed under his breath. Immediately his eyes fell onto your breasts he was definitely gonna think about this in the shower later. You didn’t notice his dilemma, you were to busy wiping off your chest with a damp cloth that you plucked from the counter. “Yeah,yeah tomorrow!” he stuttered when you looked back up. “Sounds good! I’ll text you.” You lean over the counter leaving a chaste kiss onto his cheek.

And you rush off without another word. Why did you just do that? Was it awkward? Did he like it? Would he regret saying yes to the picnic?

“You look so pretty” Belly says looking at you through the mirror. You’ve just finished your makeup and thankfully belly agreed to do your hair. “I’m really nervous” You whisper, putting on earrings along with a necklace. “I mean I didn’t really mention that I wanted this to be like a ‘date’ or whatever” You continue to ramble on as belly laughs shaking you. “Shut up! you’re fine Steven wants you and I know I’m not wrong I promise.” She smirks pulling you up from your sitting position.

“I want all the details when you get back!”Belly whispers pushing you ahead. As you both reach the kitchen she stops you again. “Actually not all, please don’t tell me if anything rated r goes on.” You can’t help the giggle that leaves your mouth, doubting that anything like that would go on you reassure to keep stuff like that to yourself.

Grabbing the beige picnic basket that’s packed full thanks to Laurel and Susannah. You head out to find the boy thats been on your mind all day. Hearing voices coming from the pool, you smile to yourself noticing that all to familiar laugh of Steven’s followed after. “When are you going on your little date with y/n?” Jeremiah’s lively voice stops you in your tracks. “In a little, why?” Steven answers voice raising a little. “Why’d you agree weren’t you just saying how annoying she is?” Conrad speaks from out of nowhere. You didn’t even know he was outside.

Conrad had to be joking right? Steven would never say that about you.

“Yeah, she is but here’s my plan.” He pauses for a moment. Maybe to check if anyone is listening. Little does he know your right around the corner. “I only agreed to this date or whatever so i could get her off my back a little, even you guys noticed how pushy she’s been with me, it’s totally a turn off.” Steven’s declaration has you wiping your face angrily. You hadn’t even noticed you were crying. That’s how he felt? God you were so embarrassed. How could he speak about you like this In front of other teenage boys?

You only wanted to mend the relationship you had with him since he’s been so distant these past days. But now here you were crying, in the dress you thought he’d like as he laughed at you along with his friends who were ultimately your friends too.

It hurt.

The last words you stuck around to hear were “She’s so desperately desperate.” Before you walked back to your own beach house sadly. You probably looked like a crazy person, tears streaming down your face as you carried a full picnic basket in one hand. Once you were alone in your room you changed into pajamas not planning on leaving anytime for the remainder of the night. Your phone went off with a text just as you attempted to drift off to sleep in hopes of forgetting this ever happened.

Steven: Hey, you still coming?

Steven: Can’t wait, Pretty :)

Your finger hovered over the block button. You almost pressed it but it was no use. You’d have to see him tomorrow. That’s just how close you were to each other. You’d have to act as if you forgot about the whole “date” and most importantly as if you never heard those things he said about you.

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undercoversasa · 1 year

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Heyyy 💕 I really liked your Mordred x Merlin’s sibling fic. Do you think you could do one where the reader is Arthur’s younger sibling if requests are still open??

hi! i’m so glad you liked that fic and requested, i hope you like this one! :)

Fit For a Princess

sir mordred x princess reader, arthur x younger sibling! reader

she/her pronouns

TW: none

requested by @lana-isabelle

Sir Mordred of Camelot had a problem; and no, it wasn’t the fact that he was a brand new knight, or the fact that Merlin was convinced he was untrustworthy, or the fact that magic was banned here. No, Mordred’s problem was much bigger than that.

He was in love with King Arthur’s sister.

Princess Y/n had totally and completely stolen the young knights heart; it was like love at first sight for him. Mordred had had other girls capture his fancy before, but something felt different about this princess. He felt drawn to her, as if he was meant to love her. And then it didn’t help that Y/n was beautiful and witty and kind, and every single encounter with her made Mordred fall more madly in love with her.

But Princess Y/n was off limits; a simple rule Arthur set up for the knights, no one was allowed to flirt or court his younger sister. The knights could be respectful and were required to protect the princess, but they were all ordered to keep their distance. Mordred knew Arthur would probably have his head if he knew how the former felt about Princess Y/n, so he tried to keep his feelings on the down low.

It didn’t take long, however, before the rest of the knights figured it out. Mordred managed to turn into a blushing, stammering mess whenever Y/n was around, and soon enough all of his peers caught on. And just as brothers would, Mordred was teased mercilessly about it. The knights even went so far as to tease Y/n about it too, which made her blush madly and pretend to be upset. Luckily for all involved, Arthur appeared to be unaware of the jokes around him. Nothing really ever came of it, and so Mordred continued to pine in silence. He did his best to be respectful and nonchalant around Y/n, hoping she wouldn’t see through him.

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One bright, sunny morning, Mordred was on his way to speak to Arthur when he stopped in the middle of his tracks. Before him was the man he was seeking, but also Y/n. The siblings appeared to be arguing with one another, and it wasn’t long before the heightened tones reached Mordred’s ears.

“Arthur, for heaven’s sake, stop smothering me.”

“Oh I’m sorry that I’m trying to protect your life.”

“My life is not in danger! It’s just a picnic in the woods.”

“Ah yes, because a young princess alone in the woods is perfectly safe.”

“I won’t be alone, I-“ Suddenly Y/n’s eyes landed on Mordred, and he felt butterflies in his stomach. “I’ll have Mordred with me.”

When Arthur’s gaze landed on Mordred, the latter’s cheeks were filled with heat. It seemed like the king was intensely scrutinizing Mordred, seeing if he was good enough. Finally he nodded slowly to Y/n, making her squeal in delight and hug him before running off. Mordred was about to follow her when he felt Arthur’s hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“Don’t let anything happen to her, please. I’m trusting you.”

“I’ll protect her with my life.”

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The ride itself was fairly awkward at first, but slowly Y/n got Mordred to relax and be himself. The pair laughed and talked together, just enjoying each other’s company. When they finally reached the stream where Y/n wanted to have her picnic, Mordred was quick to help the princess set everything up.

After they both ate, both Mordred and Y/n just sat and talked for a while, enjoying the nature around them. Mordred was delighted to spend this much time with Y/n, not to mention the fact that she even noticed him.

“Mordred, I have a confession to make.”

The man in question quickly snapped his gaze to the woman sitting beside him, ready to listen to anything Y/n had to say.

“I……I didn’t just bring you along to get Arthur off my back.”

“You didn’t? Then why did you bring me?”

Y/n ducked her head, a light blush spreading across her cheeks. “Honestly, I’ve sort of secretly have feelings for you, I have for a long time. I was hoping that if you came on this picnic with me, you might, possibly, want to court me?”

For a moment Mordred sat dumbfounded, shocked that the woman he adored actually reciprocated his feelings. It felt like everything was in slow motion, his brain trying to process that this was real and not a dream.

“You know what, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything, forget about it-“ Y/n stammered out her apology, clearly taking Mordred’s silence to mean disapproval. She got up and brushed herself off, ready to just get on her horse and run away.

Worried that he had ruined the moment, Mordred grabbed Y/n’s hand to stop her. When she turned around, she looked up at him expectantly, a tentative hope glimmering. Everything Mordred wanted to say was stuck in his throat, so instead he just pulled Y/n in and kissed her.

It was sweet, and Mordred’s insides felt like the warm sunshine on his skin. Y/n’s lips were soft, the lingering taste of berries on them. She melted into Mordred’s touch, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close.

The moment was our magic, and when the couple broke apart they both had big smiles on their face. Y/n became bashful, burying her face in Mordred’s chest. He laughed and held her close, resting his chin on top of Y/n’s head. Everything was perfect, until one dreadful thought hit him.

“Arthur’s going to kill me.”

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undercoversasa · 1 year

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Hiiiii! Could you write a Marcus x fem reader? Idk if you write smut, it’s okay if you don’t and you can just leave that out but I’d like fluffy and angsty smut please. :) or just fluffy with some angst in there somewhere. Maybe something with him climbing into readers room or her climbing into his at some point? But please don’t write anything where reader or Marcus cheats/cheated. Thank you!!!!

Hi yes of course I can write that

his actions are kind of ooc

Wounded Dove

It was Friday night. Ginny and I had gotten into an argument over mom’s suspected murder. I knew mom would never hurt anyone unless it was for our family. Unless there was a reason.

I was the eldest daughter of Georgia Miller, y/n. Ginny and I are the same age but not twins. I came along when mom married my dad, Anthony. To be blunt, I’m her stepdaughter. He was a shit dad to be honest. After his death she took me in. Growing up we had moved between so many different locations that me and my siblings barely had any time to make friends or find where we belonged. Our newest location being Wellsbury. We’ve actually been here long enough to find friend groups and love interests. Mom seemed to be settling in quite well with multiple guys as per usual. I ship her the most with Joe, a total sweet eye candy. Although it seems she much rather prefers the mayor. Ginny has hit it off with this boy named Hunter. He’s good for her, he makes her happy. I happened to hit it off with our neighbor, Marcus Baker. He’s a total eye candy and he rides a motorcycle somewhat like Zion. Me and him had a connection ever since the first day we ran into each other and ever since we made things official between us he started to call me his dove. Lately he’s been sneaking into my room to have make out sessions but it hasn’t gotten to second or third base quite yet. I was hoping today would be the day until the fight with Ginny happened. Now I just sat pathetically crying in my room, having completely forgotten the fact that Marcus would come over. I didn't realize his presence in the room until I heard a slight coughing. “You good, dove?” he approached my side.

“Yea, I’m fine” fidgeting with my hands. “you know you can talk to me about anything, I’m always gonna be here for you” I sighed “thanks it’s just Ginny” I didn't really want to burden him about my family issues but I knew that I could trust him. “What happened? Did she do something to you?” he inquired whilst holding my hands. “it’s just we got into an argument over Georgia. She’s always being so rude to her and for whatever reason she believes she’s always out to get her. She’s our mom for Christ sake.” Speaking of this made me recall how Ginny called our mom a “dangerous woman” who could “hurt us” and it made me feel sick. “ dove, you know her relationship with your mom is complicated. Don’t stress yourself over it because I assure you, it probably won’t end any time soon.”

I realized I probably ruined the mood for the plans we had tonight but I really had looked forward to it so here goes nothing. “can we kiss?” when I said that his face turned slightly red and we began to make out. He certainly knew his way around these kinds of things. Things started to get heated and before I knew it, his hands were up my shirt fumbling with the straps of my bra while I tried my best to aid him. Finally with a bit of struggling we got my top off and we’re just about to take of the rest of our clothes when all of a sudden someone pounds on the door “Y/N YOU BETTER NOT BE GETTING FRISKY WITH WHITE BOI IN YOUR ROOM” ah shit… it’s mom. that’s kind of the end please let me know what you think

#marcus baker x fem!reader #marcus baker x reader #ginny and georgia #light angst #Very light smut #awkward moments #y/n miller

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