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take a break while watching this little bunny cross your dash

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Hi guys! I hit 8700 while I was on my hiatus and I just wanted to say how much I appreciate every single one of you and I'd love to get back into writing if there's anything you guys wanna see! Let me know in the comments, messages or my inbox if there's anything specific that you want to see more from me!

My most recent poll showed that you guys want to see more Rafe Cameron and Joel Miller fics so I'd be more than happy to work on some of those and also crank out a Joel Miller WIP that I have hidden under my belt.

Let me know!! Please, I miss writing and interacting with you all so desperately :)

-Liz

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#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #joel miller #joel miller x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #loki laufeyson #loki laufeyson x reader

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heyy didnt know if you were down for requests but i js though elliot or dom teaching you how to play the guitar would be rlly cute and shit 😭

(also i love ur fics sm like pls marry me)

Okay well this is literally the cutest request ever!

Also you're the cutest, I accept your proposal! Thank you so much for the love and support, I adore you- reach out any time bestie <3

"You should take a break from school, ya know, give your boyfriend some attention while he's here in your vicinity." Elliot whines from the bed, sprawling out across the comforter as he groans, rubbing his tired eyes as I look over at the clock, not expecting it to be well after midnight. Guilt suddenly swarms around me, realizing he's been sitting here for hours, waiting for me to give him attention while I completely and utterly focus on school.

"Finals are coming up soon and I am completely and utterly unprepared." I trail off, the pit in my stomach only growing as I think of my upcoming tests in three different classes, knowing that I'm totally unprepared for all of them combined.

It's been a rough year, don't judge me.

"Well who's fault is that, you decided to wait until the last minute to even start-"

"Don't finish that sentence." I point a finger at him and he laughs, his bright smile making me feel a little bit better as I swing around in my chair, looking back and forth between him and the flashcards in front of me.

"Well, if you wanna take a break and come over here, I promise to help you with your flashcards." I ponder his offer for a minute, not expecting him to offer his help, especially when he hates everything that has to do with school, especially all the science classes that I'm in.

"Really?" I bite at my lip and give him a look, a look that he can tell that I feel bad that he would have to help me but I could never decline the help, especially given how desperate I am.

"Really." He nods firmly and I pause, smiling softly at him as I pull my hair down from it's bun, itching at my scalp with a groan.

"Okay." I launch myself out of my chair, flopping onto the bed beside him as he immediately wraps me in his arms, tightly squeezing me as I let out a brief sigh of relief, not realizing how much I missed his arms around me. It feels like I've been gone a century. "Only like twenty minutes and then I have to get back to studying or else I'm seriously going to fail this exam."

"Sounds good." He sighs, sitting up on the bed as he reaches down beside the bed to grab his guitar, strumming quietly as I settle down beside him, watching him with a fond, loving look.

"How did you learn that?" I ask simply, pulling his gaze away from the instrument but he continues to play, shocking me even more.

"The guitar?" I nod. "It's muscle memory. I can teach you."

"I'll probably be ass at it. I'm not the most musically inclined." I laugh and his eyes widen with a knowing glance and I reach out to smack his arm with a loud, offended laugh.

"Trust me, I know- I hear you singing in the shower." Elliot teases and I gasp, sitting up and giving him the most incredulous look, shocked that he hears me and noting to myself to be quieter with my concerts.

"Rude." I mumble.

"It's a good thing you're cute." He presses his finger to the tip of my nose and it scrunches under his touch, my head tilting playfully at him. "Here, you can strum and I'll show you the fingering of it."

"Fingering." I snort and his jaw drops at my innuendo, pinching my side.

"Shut up." He continues to move his fingers around the strings as I strum softly, my gaze stuck on the way his fingers move without the need for him to even watch what he's doing. "See it's not that bad?"

"Don't your fingers get tired?" I ask, feeling the tips of my fingers burn as if there's carpet burn on the tips of each of them and he gives me a shrug, taking my fingers in his grasp to press a kiss to each individual finger.

"Never, I have fingers of steel."

"Trust me, I know." I mock him and his head tips back in laughter, red dusting his cheeks at my taunting.

"Shut up."

#elliot #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot euphoria x reader #euphoria #euphoria fic

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Hi! I’m sorry to bother you I was just wondering if you had a taglist for Rafe ,JJ and Din Djarin please? I LIVE for the way you write for them

Hi! Because of how many characters I write for, I no longer do taglists but feel free to send in as many requests as you want for those characters and I'll write them for you!

I'm actually in need of requests right now so feel free to send some in!

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I had a nasty migraine all afternoon (not even sure what triggered it) so I was literally walking around the house in sunglasses because of my photosensitivity 😂😂

Anyways I was wondering if you could do a little fic of Steve/Eddie or both being nice to their girl because she is having a migraine?

That would be really nice. Thanks Lizzy💕 can I call you that? Or do you not like that nickname?

Hi! You can call me Lizzie for sure, I do go by that sometimes and I don't mind if you call me that :)

I certainly can write this for you. I sympathize completely, I understand what it's like to suffer from migraines, I get the regularly and actually get botox injections in my face to prevent them from worsening! It's crazy but it works.

"Hey lovely, I'm sorry I'm late. I got caught up at a club meeting and couldn't get out any sooner-" Eddie stops in his tracks at the sight on me on the floor, curled up just beside our cat Nelson, with a blanket over my eyes, just allowing enough light in that I can see him. He stops and tilts his head at me and before he goes to speak again, I put my finger in the air and shake my head.

"Shhh..." I mumble, rubbing my temples with a sigh, sitting up as my head throbs and he winces for me, realizing that I'm evidently in pain. He makes his way over to me and kneels down beside me, pushing the blanket aside, revealing me to the light and I hiss, instinctively shoving his hand away.

"What's going on?" He asks, caressing my cheek gently, kind, dark eyes looking at me intently as if he can pinpoint what's hurting me and stop it immediately just with his will and want.

"I can't hear you right now, I can't do it." I mutter out but the words don't sound completely right as they come out of my mouth. Eddie smiles with a bit of confusion behind his eyes and I huff, seeing that he doesn't understand what I mean.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't listen to you right now, the words hurt my brain." I stutter out and he sighs, nodding his head with a bit of acknowledgement and he frowns- no- he pouts, with a pitied look in his eyes.

"Oh, you're not telling me to shut up," he nods before whispering, dropping his volume down tenfold, "you have a migraine."

"It's ass." He laughs a little too loud and I stop almost immediately in my tracks with a wince and he apologizes under his breath for his volume and moves so he can pull me into his arms, whispering into my ear.

"I imagine, it typically is."

"Can you get me the usual?" I ask as a tear slips down my cheek and he's quick to wipe it away. I imagine his heart his aching for me like it typically does, his empathy completely taking over his whole body as he worries for me and cares for me until he's tired and yawning.

"Icepack, meds and a heated blanket?" He double checks and I nod, allowing him to help me up and off of the floor, at least to put me onto the bed so I can be more comfortable than I have the last few hours that he was gone. "You should've called the school and told someone to come and get me, I would've come straight home." I shake my head with a small laugh, the first sign of happiness that I've been able to express all day.

"Last time you did that Dustin hunted me down and wanted to kill me for you missing Hellfire. The last thing I need is a teenager on my ass."

"I mean-" He goes to argue but after thinking about it for a moment, he pauses and lets out a small snort at the thought of the last time Dustin was really angry with him for missing Hellfire for my birthday. "No, I completely understand." He holds his finger up for a moment, signaling that he'll be back and he rushes out of the room to grab the things that I so desperately need.

When he comes back, I immediately plug in the heated blanket, settling down on the bed as he gets my medicine ready and he hands me a bottle of water that I know he wants me to drink more than I want to, especially with my nausea.

"Thank you." I mutter, closing my eyes as he shuts the blinds and for the first time today, I can imagine this horrible headache passing and me surviving.

"Need anything else?" He asks, sitting down beside me on the bed and I'm quick to grab him by the front of the shirt, giving the fabric a bit of a tug as I smile up at him.

"You." I coo and he's quick to lay down beside me, slipping under the blanket and I immediately curl into his side with a happy hum, allowing his warmth to engulf me.

"You got it."

#eddie munson #eddie #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #stranger things fic

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Hey! I was hoping that if you still write for him. If you could write for Elijah Mikaelson please and thank you. Something fluffy please based on this prompt:

18. 'You’re warm.’

Thanks for reaching out! I'll definitely be in touch and like to stay in touch :D

Oh bestie of course I still write for him, duh I love Elijah's character :)

"Honey, please come to bed." I beg, whining as I roll over on the bed, looking at Elijah who paces around the room with a book in hand, his brows bunched up as he reads.

"In a moment, my love- I am in the middle of something." He throws me a fleeting glance and I pout, clutching the sheets to my chest as I sit up, huffing at him and he finally looks over at me with a playful smile.

"You're in the middle of a book when you could be in the middle of me and our sheets." I offer and his brows lift, obviously taken back by the offer and I smile, knowing I've got him wrapped around my finger with no problem.

"Tempting." He slaps the book shut and sets it down on the table without hesitation and makes his way to the end of the bed where he strips himself of his jacket and outer sweater, tossing it onto the floor.

"Hurry please." I reach out to him and he laughs, stripping down and slipping into pajamas before he's sliding into bed with me, strong arms immediately wrapping around me.

"Alright, your wish is my command." He presses a kiss to the top of my head and I feel myself sink into him without any worries in the world, finally feeling good for the first time today. "You always get what you want, huh?"

"Always." I grin wickedly, tilting my chin so I can look up at him and his hand lifts to engulf my cheek, pulling me in for a sweet kiss before whispering.

"As long as you're with me you'll always get what you want." I know that he means it more than anything and he's always done nothing but provide for me, giving me everything I could possibly need. I just give him a gentle nod and he hums, smiling charmingly down at me as his eyes flutter back and forth between mine. "You're warm." He whispers.

"Just for you." I flirt and his brows raise, a sigh leaving him as he rolls me onto my back, towering over me with a wicked grin.

"I quite enjoy the sound of that."

#elijah #elijah mikaelson #elijah x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #vampire diaries #the originals

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Heyo! I love ur account I was wondering if you could do 8. 'I really don't like you.' - 'And I really don't believe you.'(fluffy/flirty) With Thomas Shelby plz❤️❤️

Hmm I love this, I love the bratty sarcastic flirting!! I hope you like this quick blurb

"Aye, watch where you're going will ya?" I bark out at the man that just rammed his hip into my shoulder but I'm quick to rise to my feet to face him with an angry look. But as soon as I realize who it is, my stomach drops and Thomas Shelby does one thing he normally doesn't do.

He smiles.

"Ah, well if it isn't Y/n Y/l/n." He grins like a mad man, taking a step towards me as he takes my hand softly in his and pulls it up to his lips so he can leave a dainty kiss on the back of my hand.

I fight the urge to pull it away, knowing my father in three feet away from me and he would scold me if I was ever rude towards anyone let alone a Shelby.

"Mr. Y/l/n, a pleasure." He takes my father's hand without hesitation and they both grin at each other as I roll my eyes. I know that my father would want me married to him if he could make it happen but no one could pay Shelby enough to get him to wed me, not after our affair during his first marriage and falling out during his second.

But that doesn't mean that there's nothing between us.

There's still a spark between us when we meet, when we touch, the memories of old flooding back almost immediately when I look into his icy, cold eyes- eyes that used to gaze and watch me from across the room.

"Thomas Shelby, to what do we owe this pleasure?" My father asks him, motioning to the seat beside me but Thomas shakes his head and politely declines with a raised hand.

"I am simply out making my rounds." He explains and clears his throat, turning to me with a sarcastic grin. "It was nice to see you again, Y/n." He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to my cheek.

"I really don't like you." I whisper in his ear and he pulls away with a bashful look but throws me a wink nonetheless.

"And I really don't believe you."

#thomas #thomas x reader #thomas shelby #thomas shelby x reader #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fic

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would you write something for johanna (thg) x fem!reader where the others (like peeta, katniss, finnick etc.) always see the tough sarcastic sides to her, but then they see her around her gf (reader) whos really soft and gentle like opposites of her and they see that shes johannas soft spot? sorry for the terrible english!

Bestie I love this, let's imagine together that district 13 is fine and not run by a crazy bitch alright? LMAO I love writing non-canon for the hunger games people cuz they can all be together and happy :)

When Johanna and the others were rescued from the capital and we were all reunited, people noticed a difference in her compared to how she was before. She was still herself, witty, with dark humor, beautiful even without her long, silky hair. But there was a new side to her that most people, other than Finnick, never saw.

That's the side that she showed when she's with me.

We met nearly a month after her first games. She was on her victory tour and I was a painter in District two and she would say that I caught her eye from the crowd, so much that she had to find me and ask for my name and an address that she could write to me.

No one would really imagine her as a romantic but damn the girl was good and she swept me off my feet in only a few months. She wrote to me, sure, her last letter coming in right before the quarter quell. When we found out that she would be reaped again and brought back into the place that brought her so much torment- neither of us could comprehend it.

I thought I was never going to see her again.

That was until she had a friend of hers, a peace keeper in my district, sneak me out of my district and into thte capital where I could see her and I did. We spent the night together and that's when she told me about the plan to get Katniss and the others out of the arena. She also informed me of the greatest secret that they were all keeping- Discrict 13 was alive and well and ready to accommodate the pressure and stress of a full revolution.

When I found out that she was taken by the capital, my whole world fell apart. It was probably the only thing that Katniss and I were able to bond over, the fact that our lovers were in the clutches of President Snow and being used as propoganda. It was horrible.

So when it was agreed upon that they would be rescued, I jumped at the opportunity to go with Gale and help them in the process of getting them out of the capital, no matter what it took.

When we finally reunited in the jet, it was like the whole world stopped. As if every piece of me that was missing was finally back in it's right spot, like a missing puzzle piece she was finally back in my arms.

"It's kind of cute that they could do this." Johanna whispers in my ear, watching Finnick and Annie dance around in circles in the middle of a huge, loving crowd. I turn to her with a fond smile and nod, leaning into her the slightest bit as Katniss approaches us with a sarcastic smile on her lips, as always.

"You two look couple-y." She chuckles and I smile, clutching onto Johanna's hand that rests on my thigh and I feel her tense up as if she's taking it personally.

"That's what happens when you're a couple, genius." She snaps with a sarcastic tone and I huff, giving her a gentle bump with my shoulder and she mutters a quiet 'sorry' under her breath.

"I'm just saying, after everything we've been through, it's nice to see you actually act like a nice person." There's a pause for a moment, as if the two of them are finally understanding each other and instead of passive aggression, Johanna responds differently, taking even me off guard.

"Yeah well she brings it out in me like Peeta does with you." My heart warms for a moment as she sends me a small smile, her cheeks blushed in a deep red and her chin dips downward to conceal it.

"That's really sweet actually." Katniss sits beside me with a huff, motioning to the crowds of people in front of us that are cheerfully dancing and singing around the happy couple. "You guys don't dance?"

"I do, she doesn't." I jut my thumb in Johanna's direction but she just laughs and turns to me with an unconvinced look.

"You could convince me but you haven't asked."

"Please dance with me." I nearly immediately beg, standing up out of my chair so I can grab her hands and tug her towards the dancefloor, wanting nothing more than for people to see her happy and loved, especially Finnich given how much he worries for Johanna.

"Yes, ma'am." She sighs and turns to throw a wink at Katniss who just laughs and claps her hands at us.

"Wow, you're whipped."

"Pipe down, Everdeen."

#johanna #johanna mason #johanna x reader #johanna mason x reader #the hunger games #the hunger games fic

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Wild steezy wild steezy

I hope you’re doing well! I hope the holiday season treated you well<3 It was my first year teaching my 3yr old about Yule! I swear I’m never on tumblr anymore, having a toddler & newborn😵‍💫

Prompt 2 with Draco?👀

WILD STEEZY HAS APPEARED OMG HI!!

It's been so long bestie, I'm so proud of you!! I hope your little ones are perfect and healthy and amazing as I'm sure they are since they're yours 😚

AND DUH! I haven't written a Draco request in a hot second so here we go❤️

"Why are you following me so keenly?" I throw a look over my shoulder at the blonde who follows me close in foot, the front of his toes practically hitting my heels as I walk. He looks nervous, his eyes scanning the bits of my face he can see from my side profile as I weave in and out of students, making my way as quickly as I can to the bathroom.

"You seemed upset." He shrugs it off, as if it's the greatest explanation to my question but it still doesn't explain why he cares so much and why he's following me so close in step.

"I'm not upset, Draco, just had a difficult time in potions class." I huff, holding my injured hand closer to my chest but Draco finally manages to grab me and spin me around in his grasp, eyes scanning me up and down as I huff.

"Why? Did someone do something to you?" His eyes turn to slits at the thought of someone touching me and I shake my head at him with a small laugh, holding my hand up to him to explain but his eyes widen in fear instead and he barely lets me get a word out.

"No, I just-"

"What is that?" He asks, grabbing at my hand and holding it up to my face as if I didn't realize it was bleeding in the first place. "Who's blood is that?" There's an edge to his voice, an unsettled fear that brews in his pipes and my heart softens for a moment, understanding his worry.

"It's mine-"

"Who hurt you?" He asks, pulling me to the side of the hall and his voice lowers in volume at the question and I almost laugh but then I remember the fact that he's overly worried about me, and laughing in his face over the stupidity of the situation would not help.

"No one hurt me, I cut myself accidentally while opening a new bottle." His cheeks turn a bashful shade of pink at the realization that it was just a simple, clumsy mistake on my part and that I don't need him to panic. "I'm fine."

"Surely you should go see a medic." He scoffs and rests his hands on his hips, eyes looking down at my bleeding hand once more.

"I do not need to see-"

"We're going to see the medic." He latches his arm around mine and pulls me with him without hesitation and I giggle, head tipping back as he drags me along.

"We?"

"I need to ensure you get their safely."

"Will it make you feel better?" I ask with a small pout and he nods, tightening his grasp around my arm as if I were to fly away if he let me go. "Fine." I give in, allowing him to show me a small ounce of care that he rarely shows anyone else, remembering the way his touch feels on my skin.

#draco #draco x reader #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #harry potter #harry potter fic

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liz i miss you :((( i keep saying i have to message you and then getting distracted (as per usual 🙄) i can't wait for the semester to end so that i can actually have a life again!

for theme night, can i request number 26 with joel please? <3

I love you sweetheart, message me anytime, whenever you're free :)

Also bestie, I'm writing this way way way after my theme night and can't remember what number 26 was lol so I hope you'll take this as is.

"Hello?" He answers the phone with a gruff sigh and my cheeks warm at the sound of his husky voice, a smile spreading across my face at the sound.

"Hi Joel." I coo but he scoffs and I can hear him shuffling on the other end of the line.

"What do you want?" His question makes my stomach drop, though probably not intended to come out so harsh, it did and it makes my heart sink nonetheless.

"Ouch, not happy to hear from me?" I ask with a sudden lull to my voice and I hear him curse, and I can picture him rubbing his forehead in annoyance and sighing a much-needed breath.

"Sorry, it's been a long day and- Sarah, go to sleep already, damnit." I hear him bat the girl away as she giggles, calling out my name through the receiver and I giggle, slapping a hand across my lips at the sound of her teasing her father for speaking to me this late.

"Need me to come over and make you feel better?" I ask and he shushes me before going back to talking to Sarah, practically begging her and bribing her to go to sleep already.

"Don't start with that." He mutters into the phone and I smirk, twirling the phone cord between my fingers as I play dumb, something I know he loves though he'll always act like he hates it.

"Start with what?"

"Behave." He groans and I fall back onto the bed with an oof, hoping and begging that he'll tell me to come over, even though he's acting like it's the last thing he wants to be bothered with.

"I'm doing nothing."

"You're doin' a whole lotta talkin'." He laughs, the first genuine sign of happiness that I've managed to pull from him all night and all day of texting and I smile, knowing that his frustration from earlier was just that, frustration at something else.

"What would you rather my lips be doing?" I ask and there's a pause, the line humming with static as he thinks of something to say.

"Hush." He whispers with a sigh and I bite at my lip, waiting, knowing that if he's going to ask me to come over, it's going to be now. "Leave in twenty, I'll make sure Sarah's asleep."

"See you then, tough guy." I'm jumping out of bed as soon as the line cuts and, with a huge smile on my face, I gather my clothes for tomorrow, snatching my toothbrush out of the bathroom before I'm out the door.

#joel #joel x reader #joel miller #joel miller x reader #the last of us #the last of us fic #joel miller x y/n

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i have been living under your elliott masterlist for like the longest time... lol... i think it would make my little heart happy for something. atleast a short blurb would actually cure my depression 🥺

So sorry that this is a month and a half late bestie, I love you and I'm so sorry. This is a cutsie little blurb, I hope you like it, it's definitely themed for winter :D

"You've never seen snow before?" I ask, covering Elliot's eyes with my hands as we make our way down the stairs of my childhood home, my mom and dad giggling at us from the kitchen.

We flew back to my hometown for the holiday's and I figured it would be as good of a time as ever for my parents to meet Elliot but also introduce Elliot to something he's never encountered before...

Snow.

He's talked about it forever, wanting nothing but to go home with me during the winter time so I figured with our first anniversary coming up and the holidays, it would be so meaningful and romantic.

"Never. All the places I've ever lived- no snow." He huffs, trying to peak as I pry the door open, getting a glance for myself at how much snow has landed on the ground just over night. That's the funny thing about my hometown, grass one day, snow the next.

"That's so lame." I huff and position Elliot in the open door, his breath evaporating into the air as a cloud of warm puff.

"I know-" Mid sentence I take my hands away, allowing him to see the winter wonderland outside, his eyes immediately widening as the snow falls gracefully onto the thick blanket lining the ground. "Wow." He whispers, like a kid on Christmas with his jaw dropped, I wrap my arms around him with a proud smile. "This is kind of dope if I'm being honest."

"Wanna go out in it?"

"Yes, yes please." He immediately takes hold of my hand and pulls me outside with him, no shoes or anything, out into the snow as he laughs giddily. I take a step away from him, allowing him to soak it all it and I make quick work at forming a snowball in my hands before chucking it at the back of his head. "Okay, see now that's rude." He turns around with an offended look on his face, reaching out to me in a moments notice and before I can even process it, I'm laying in the snow, pajama's soaked to the core with freezing snow.

"That was so mean, I'm cold now!" I huff, giving him an exaggerated pout as he laughs, pulling me up into his arms as he engulfs me in a warm, but wet, hug.

"I can warm you up." He whispers and I giggle, head tipping back as my cheeks warm at both his joke and his touch.

"Just a friendly reminder that this is my childhood home and my parents are here." I mutter back, peaking past him and into my house as my parents watch us from the corner of their eyes.

"That's the fun in it."

"Stop it!" I shove him away with a giggle and he laughs, almost tipping backward and slipping on a patch of ice.

#elliot #elliot euphoria #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria x reader #euphoria #euphoria fic

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could u write a angsty elliot fic?? also your other elliot fics are so good!!

I love my Elliot requests with all of my heart, he's one of my favorite people to write for :) thank you for this!!

"So you've been hanging with Jules a lot." I call out from my computer, looking at Elliot who dangles off my bed with a joint between his lips, a shrug on his shoulders.

"Yeah, she's cool. We've been worrying about Rue together, mutual interest, I guess." He explains vaguely and I feel a pang hit my heart as I recall seeing all three of them talking and laughing with each other after lunch, without me and in between classes, not even caring enough to invite me.

"Yeah, you've been spending all your study halls with her and Rue outside in the corridor. I would've liked an invite." I laugh it off but his brows pull together, obviously annoyed by my intention behind bringing this up and making that subtle jab.

"Yeah but they don't know you like that." He scoffs with a twisted, pained smile and I can tell he's trying to tell me to politely fuck off and explain to me that he doesn't want me hanging out with him and his friends but at this point, after weeks of wondering, I'd rather him put me out of my misery.

"Then help them know me like that, we're dating, Elliot." I set my computer aside, the frustration of weeks finally bubbling to the surface as my eyes turn to slits, glaring at him from across the room, neither of us moving or speaking for a few moments as awkward silence swarms around us.

"I guess. I don't see why this is such a big deal to you." He mutters, looking down at his hands and I know he hopes that that would be the end of it but it only fuels my fire more, blood boiling in long anticipated anger.

"Because you're choosing to spend time with these two girls that you don't even know that well over me, the person that you've been with for over a year." I'm on my feet now, marching over to the bed and standing directly in front of him as he obliviously ignores my presence, picking at the skin around his nails till it's red and inflamed.

"I know but they're cool." He mutters, almost as if he's a kid who's being heckled and nagged by a parent and it almost makes me impossibly angrier with him but instead, it hits my heart in a certain way that brings tears to my eyes, feeling completely and utterly unappreciated and overlooked.

"So am I, you'd know that if you actually spent time with me." The silence now is filled with anger instead of annoyance and I pause for a moment, feeling nervous, knowing that when he's angry, he's really angry. He looks up at me with annoyance and frustration behind his once happy hues and I begin to blame myself for even bringing this up in the first place.

"I don't have to spend 24/7 with you to be a good boyfriend." He snaps and I snap right back, hoping to finish the argument so I can storm off and be done with this once and for all.

"Yeah but you at least have to give me the bare minimum and treat me like you actually like me." I laugh mockingly and he smiles, tilting his head in a calculated way that has my stomach dropping and I know that I'm in for no good, knowing how passive aggressive and petty he can be when pushed into a corner.

"Well you acting like this doesn't make me want to hang out with you any more than I'm already suffering through."

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What?

"What-" The words barely make it out of my mouth before he's on his feet, hands incasing my shoulders as he tries to get me to look at him but the bile is already in my throat and my heart feels a tight pain around it. I shake my head, pushing him away as he frantically grasps at me.

"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry-"

"Get out." He goes to speak once more but I hold my hand up to him while mumbling. "Shut the fuck up and get out of my house."

#elliot #elliot x reader #elliot euphoria #elliot euphoria x reader #euphoria #euphoria fic

[sublimecatgalaxy]

You're the sweetest thing ever❤️✨

maybe a continuance of the last one you wrote for me? just start talking about nerve pain in therapy and Rafe being agitated about it like in a good way but also being super caring with her

Late to the party but here at last. I love you bestie, I hope this helps❤️ This is a little different than the other one cuz I changed the dynamic between them to give you a little laugh :)

"Are you sure you're okay in there?" Rafe nags from behind the door and my eyes roll, my hands reaching out to steady myself against the counter. I pause for a moment, settling the nerves in my stomach before my lips part, a ragged, strained breath escaping me from the pain.

"Rafe, I'm fine, just give me a second," I mutter out and hear him move against the door, leaning against it as he waits for me to ask for help. He doesn't have to be here but he demanded it, not wanting me to be alone days after surgery. He's been pestering me incessantly, constantly asking if I need something and it's thrown me through the loop, not used to this calm and caring side of him.

Sometimes I wish he'd just leave me alone.

But I'd be lying if I said I wish he would just go home.

"I can help." He offers sweetly and timidly and I feel the jump of my heart at his caring words but I push it away, physically shaking away the thought as I blow out a breath, pulling my shirt over my head and onto the floor.

"I'm not having my friends with benefits help me in and out of the bath."

We've been sleeping with each other for months, constantly contacting each other in the middle of the night when we need each other and that's all it's been for the longest time; us hooking up and joking with each other and then him going home immediately after. But this crosses that unspoken boundary between us that that was all that we were, this changes things.

"It's not like I haven't seen you naked." He snorts and my eyes widen and I look at the door as if I can see right through it. If looks could kill...

"Shut up." I mutter and go to reach towards the door but I stop myself, knowing if I let him in to help me, that we would never go back to the way that we were. Seeing me and helping me in such a vulnerable state would change our dynamic completely and we would be less platonic, more connected.

And I'm not sure if I can handle that connection just yet.

"I'm just pointing out the obvious. No need to be shy." He knocks on the door once more, urging me to let him in and finally snap, moving towards the door to open it but I trip, my butt hitting the ground with a loud thump as I wince. "What was that?" Rafe asks worriedly and I pause, cursing under my breath, feeling so stupid for being so clumsy.

"I tripped." I huff, pushing my hair out of my face as the doorknob jiggles and I feel angry, frustrated tears rise to my eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"That's a loaded question."

"I'm coming in-" The door flies open and I immediately go to cover my chest but he just scoffs at me and reaches down towards me, hoisting me up into his arms and onto my unsteady feet.

"Rafe!" I whack his chest and he laughs, reaching up to tuck my hair behind my ears sweetly, his eyes not moving south of my chin. The gentleman act that he's got going makes my stomach flutter and heart drop and I consider letting him in for just a moment, just to help me.

"Oh stop, c'mere." He pulls me towards the tub that's now full to the top and he reaches down to turn the water off and check the temperature. "What are they going to do about this? You're in too much pain." He asks, helping me out of my pants and I push my guilt and vulnerability down.

"You're just sad you can't do me." I snort and he pinches my side with a naughty grin.

"Shut up, I care about you sometimes." He helps me step into the bed with a soft smile, eyes not wandering like they normally would and I smile while he's not looking, wanting nothing but to fall into his arms and let him embrace me for hours.

"Wow, you care?" I ask sarcastically and his eyes roll, arms lowering me down into the tub as the warm water surrounds me. "I didn't know that was possible."

"Shut up." He sits down on the ground besides the tub and rolls up his sleeves and I try not to question him when he cups some warm water in his hands and dumps it across my shivering shoulders.

"They're talking about specific therapies to help my nerves. It's a long process so we're just playing it by ear right now." I break down my walls a little bit, letting him in and allowing him to see what's really going on under the surface, behind my body, and witty jokes that I know he loves so much.

There's a pause as he rinses my body, a soft smile on his lips as I watch him intently and he sighs before looking up at me, blue eyes soft and genuine.

"You know, if you ever need my help getting to appointments or if you need someone to sit with you, I don't do much."

"Yeah?" I ask after a moment of silence, digesting his offer.

"Yeah." He whispers back simply and bashfully.

"Okay." I nod, giving into his offer and allowing him to care for and about me without pushing him away even though it's my instinct.

"Okay?" He asks, shocked at my walls tumbling down, even if it's just temporary, and I nod, biting at my lip nervously. "Okay."

[sublimecatgalaxy]

maybe a continuance of the last one you wrote for me? just start talking about nerve pain in therapy and Rafe being agitated about it like in a good way but also being super caring with her

Late to the party but here at last. I love you bestie, I hope this helps❤️ This is a little different than the other one cuz I changed the dynamic between them to give you a little laugh :)

"Are you sure you're okay in there?" Rafe nags from behind the door and my eyes roll, my hands reaching out to steady myself against the counter. I pause for a moment, settling the nerves in my stomach before my lips part, a ragged, strained breath escaping me from the pain.

"Rafe, I'm fine, just give me a second," I mutter out and hear him move against the door, leaning against it as he waits for me to ask for help. He doesn't have to be here but he demanded it, not wanting me to be alone days after surgery. He's been pestering me incessantly, constantly asking if I need something and it's thrown me through the loop, not used to this calm and caring side of him.

Sometimes I wish he'd just leave me alone.

But I'd be lying if I said I wish he would just go home.

"I can help." He offers sweetly and timidly and I feel the jump of my heart at his caring words but I push it away, physically shaking away the thought as I blow out a breath, pulling my shirt over my head and onto the floor.

"I'm not having my friends with benefits help me in and out of the bath."

We've been sleeping with each other for months, constantly contacting each other in the middle of the night when we need each other and that's all it's been for the longest time; us hooking up and joking with each other and then him going home immediately after. But this crosses that unspoken boundary between us that that was all that we were, this changes things.

"It's not like I haven't seen you naked." He snorts and my eyes widen and I look at the door as if I can see right through it. If looks could kill...

"Shut up." I mutter and go to reach towards the door but I stop myself, knowing if I let him in to help me, that we would never go back to the way that we were. Seeing me and helping me in such a vulnerable state would change our dynamic completely and we would be less platonic, more connected.

And I'm not sure if I can handle that connection just yet.

"I'm just pointing out the obvious. No need to be shy." He knocks on the door once more, urging me to let him in and finally snap, moving towards the door to open it but I trip, my butt hitting the ground with a loud thump as I wince. "What was that?" Rafe asks worriedly and I pause, cursing under my breath, feeling so stupid for being so clumsy.

"I tripped." I huff, pushing my hair out of my face as the doorknob jiggles and I feel angry, frustrated tears rise to my eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"That's a loaded question."

"I'm coming in-" The door flies open and I immediately go to cover my chest but he just scoffs at me and reaches down towards me, hoisting me up into his arms and onto my unsteady feet.

"Rafe!" I whack his chest and he laughs, reaching up to tuck my hair behind my ears sweetly, his eyes not moving south of my chin. The gentleman act that he's got going makes my stomach flutter and heart drop and I consider letting him in for just a moment, just to help me.

"Oh stop, c'mere." He pulls me towards the tub that's now full to the top and he reaches down to turn the water off and check the temperature. "What are they going to do about this? You're in too much pain." He asks, helping me out of my pants and I push my guilt and vulnerability down.

"You're just sad you can't do me." I snort and he pinches my side with a naughty grin.

"Shut up, I care about you sometimes." He helps me step into the bed with a soft smile, eyes not wandering like they normally would and I smile while he's not looking, wanting nothing but to fall into his arms and let him embrace me for hours.

"Wow, you care?" I ask sarcastically and his eyes roll, arms lowering me down into the tub as the warm water surrounds me. "I didn't know that was possible."

"Shut up." He sits down on the ground besides the tub and rolls up his sleeves and I try not to question him when he cups some warm water in his hands and dumps it across my shivering shoulders.

"They're talking about specific therapies to help my nerves. It's a long process so we're just playing it by ear right now." I break down my walls a little bit, letting him in and allowing him to see what's really going on under the surface, behind my body, and witty jokes that I know he loves so much.

There's a pause as he rinses my body, a soft smile on his lips as I watch him intently and he sighs before looking up at me, blue eyes soft and genuine.

"You know, if you ever need my help getting to appointments or if you need someone to sit with you, I don't do much."

"Yeah?" I ask after a moment of silence, digesting his offer.

"Yeah." He whispers back simply and bashfully.

"Okay." I nod, giving into his offer and allowing him to care for and about me without pushing him away even though it's my instinct.

"Okay?" He asks, shocked at my walls tumbling down, even if it's just temporary, and I nod, biting at my lip nervously. "Okay."

#rafe #rafe cameron #rafe x reader #rafe cameron x reader #outerbanks #outerbanks fic

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Finnick and maybe like arguing in the arena that turns into a kiss?👀

It's been a few months since I got this but since I'm in my Finnick era, I thought I'd finally write this!

"You need to slow down," Finnick mutters under his breath and reaches out to grab at my wrist, stopping me in my tracks as I nearly trip over a branch that's stuck in our path. My head whips around to look at him with a deadly look at he pauses before his cocky grin takes over once more.

"Maybe you need to pick up the speed." I snap, tilting my head at him in a calculated way and he laughs, shrugging his shoulders brifely before looking around at the others with a tired look on his face. We're twenty minutes into the games and we're already at each others throats.

You should've seen us in training.

"You know, when I agreed to team up with you and the others, I didn't think I'd be bullied the whole time." He crosses his arms across his chest with his nose in the air and I scoff, rolling my eyes at his taunting behavior.

"I'm not bullying you. Pointing out that you're too fast is a fact." He shots back and laughs and I turn to look at Katniss with a dumbfounded look but she just gives me a shrug but I can see Peeta attempting to hold back an obvious laugh.

"Finnick, shut up." I finally say, huffing shortly.

"You guys sound like a married couple." Peeta adds and I look to him with wide eyes and Finnick gives him a similar look with a small gasp.

"Shut up!"

I let the thought infiltrate my head for a moment, picturing Finnick and I, standing hand in hand, smiling instead of biting each other's head off every five seconds whenever we're in the same room together. We've known each other for years, through the capital and what they used us for, but now that I think of it, I don't think we've ever had a serious conversation.

"You guys can go ahead, I need to slap some sense into this kid." I wave the rest of the group away from us and they all give the two of us a hesitant nod before moving along the trail, still ever so careful, leaving Finnick and I behind.

"You have me alone. It's what you've always wanted, right sweetheart?" He flirts and I can't deny the way it makes my stomach flip and for a moment I can feel my cheeks heat up under his weighted gaze and I swallow deeply.

"You're insufferable." The words come out more breathy than I want them too and I almost want to tell them that now is not the time to decide to flirt with me and sweep me off my feet. There's more time for that, when we're free and the revolution has begun. But apart of me is selfish.

"You're beautiful." He takes a step towards me with a sinister smile and I feel my breath being sucked from my lungs as his hand reaches up to cradle my cheek softly and he gives me a small wink before leaning in and I panic.

"Finnick." I place my hand on his chest and he pauses for a moment but I don't push him away, instead, after just a moment of hesitation, I give him a gentle nod.

He leans in and presses his lips to mine, my lips instinctively parting to deepen the kiss with a smile, his other hand wraps around my back, pulling me closer to him and I can only imagine the cameras zooming in on us and all our sponsors cheering and sending us goods as we kiss.

He pulls away with a smile, his eyes staying closed for just a moment before they open, blue hues focusing on mine as I raise my hands to my cheeks, concealing my giddy smile.

"Shut up."

#finnick odair #finnick #finnick odair x reader #finnick x reader #the hunger games #the hunger games fic

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Would you just do something super duper fluffy with Rafe? Like her trying to leave when he’s holding her but he just refuses to let go or something like that?

Yes I love this!

Rafe takes a swig of his whiskey before making his way over to me, my head tilted up towards the stars forming in the sky, the sounds of the crickets practically lulling me to sleep as I soak in the muggy air.

"You look tired." He whispers, reaching out to drag his fingers across my cheeks, a small, soothing smile on his lips and I give him a sleepy nod, leaning into his hand with sigh.

"I have to get going." I start but he tuts, slipping down beside me on the loveseat, large hands pulling me into his lap as his arms circle around my waist, holding me flush against his firm chest. I sink into his momentarily, letting out a brief sigh of relief at the feeling of his arms around me. "I really have to-"

"You can stay. Stay in my bed, with me, your boyfriend." He whispers, soothing a hand down my back with a convincing tone and I smile against his chest, wanting nothing more than to do what he wants me to but I have work in the morning and my parents wouldn't be the happiest if I 'accidentally' fell asleep here again.

"Rafe." I whine and he laughs, chest rumbling against my cheek."

"Rafe." He mocks, tugging me tighter against him as he sweeps my legs out from under me, laying me down in his lap so he can hold me like a small child. "Stay." He coos, blue eyes gazing softly down at me and I fold, eyes rolling with a sigh, giving into what we both want.

#rafe #rafe x reader #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron x y/n #outerbanks #rafe fluff #rafe cameron fluff