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mellowmadds · 2 years

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Candy Hearts | Ricky Bowen

ricky bowen/fem!reader oneshot

fluff :)

summary: attending camp shallow lake wasn’t your ideal summer plan. however getting to spend a few weeks of summer alone with your boyfriend Ricky seemed to make all your nerves and anxiety ridden thoughts disappear.

warnings: anxiety/anxious reader, sad reader, shy reader, ricky bowen has adhd

word count: 3076

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Attending camp shallow lake wasn’t exactly how you wanted to be spending your summer, but here you are packing all your essentials. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be spending a few weeks of summer vacation with your best friends and almost too caring boyfriend, it’s just that your anxiety usually got the best of you. As you’re trying your best to fit everything into a small duffle bag that Ricky had let you borrow, your mother gently leaned against the frame of your bedroom door.

“Don’t forget your eyeglass cleaner, I know it bothers you even if it’s just a small smudge.” Your mother laughed while walking forward handing you the eyeglass cleaner and a small cloth.

“Thanks mom.” You said while trying to force a smile onto your face.

“What’s wrong Y/n? I can tell when you’re upset so don’t try to hide it.” Your mother stated as she sat down on your bed and grabbed the teddy bear that always sat on your pillow.

“Just nervous. I don't understand why you’re making me go.” Trying your best to not let the tears that filled your eyes spill down your face.

“Because this will be a good experience for you. Your friends will be by your side the entire time, you know Kourtney will be there for you. She understands how you feel so don’t worry she will take care of you. Besides, isn't Ricky also going to be there?” She was right, you knew that Kourt will always and forever be there for you, that's just the kind of person she is. As you looked back up at your mom she had a smirk on her face as she tightly held the teddy bear Ricky had gotten you a while back. You took the teddy bear from her arms and threw it on the pile of clothes you started folding so you could pack them into the duffle bag.

“No mother would ever be this happy that their daughter is spending a few weeks of summer vacation alone with her boyfriend, not to mention camp is also a few hours away from home.” As you stood up grabbing some more clothes to fold your mother also stood up and pulled you into a hug.

“That’s because I’m not like a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.” She said trying her best to keep a straight face.

“Okay enough with the mean girls quotes, but sure you're the coolest mom in the world.” You said hugging her back trying your best not to be so anxious about going off to camp.

Finishing up packing wasn’t the easiest trying to fit everything you were taking into that small duffle bag was a challenge however you did succeed without breaking the zipper. You were going to carpool with Kourtney, EJ, Ashlyn, and Carlos since Ricky was helping Big Red at the pizza place and was going to drive Big Red’s car to camp later on tonight. As you waited for EJ’s car to arrive you said your goodbyes to your mother and tried your best to look excited even though deep down you were a nervous wreck. EJ’s car finally pulled into your driveway making your heart skip a beat knowing there's no turning back now, you have no other choice than to attend camp. While throwing your bag in the trunk you hear Gina fighting over who gets to control the music.

“Wait so how are we all supposed to fit?” You laughed while Gina pulled you onto her lap and pushed your glasses up for you.

“Well hello to you too Y/n.” Gina laughed while trying to act as if she was hurt over you not expecting her to be in the car. Of course she wasn’t actually hurt. Gina had become the one friend who gave you the confidence you so desperately needed and the two of you grew closer since you knew she’d never judge you for being yourself. As everyone got settled into the car Gina turned the music back on and ‘Hopelessly Devoted’ from the movie Grease started playing through the loudspeakers and everyone sang along. Gina grabbed your cheeks as you scrunched up your nose as she sang the lyrics ‘But now there’s nowhere to hide’ then Carlos dramatically laid his arm on his forehead and leaned back into you and Gina as he sang the ‘Since you pushed my love aside’ lyric. The whole car ride was full of laughter and singing which made you think maybe camp would be fun. As you guys arrived at camp a girl named Maddox held out a bucket labeled ‘cell phones’ everyone placed their phones into the bucket while talking amongst themselves while you tightly held onto your phone and asked if this was a mandatory type of thing unfortunately it was and everyone had to give up all electronics.

“Camp Shallow Lake has a no electronics allowed policy in place so all campers can enjoy our activities and enjoy the outdoors, it’s only for a couple of weeks you’ll be fine.” Maddox spoke quietly to you as if she noticed how nervous you were. You gently placed your phone into the bucket taking one last look at your lock screen which was just a picture of Ricky holding the teddy bear he gifted you.

Walking towards the girls cabin Kourtney tried her best to make small talk with you as the rest of the girls walked in front of you guys.

“Please at least try to have a little bit of fun, I promise I’m not going anywhere I’ll be by your side the entire time.” She gave you a lighthearted smile and gave you a side hug as you both walked to the door of the cabin.

“Well this is certainly a choice” Kourtney laughed while pointing out every small detail she hated about the cabin.

“Save yourself the time and don’t even step one foot in the bathroom if you think the main room is horrid.” Gina chimed in with a disgusted look on her face while Kourtney covered her mouth with her hand and pretended to gag.

While the girls chatted among themselves you started fixing one of the bottom bunks claiming it as your own. While trying to unpack all the thoughts of having to stay here for a couple of weeks instead of peacefully sleeping in the comfort of your own home filled your brain. Trying to hide your discomfort you told the girls you were going to go for a walk and would be back later on.

“You guys think she’ll be alright and eventually get used to it?” Ashlyn asked worriedly, she had always looked out for you even if you two weren’t the closest of friends.

“I doubt it Y/n has never liked being away from home. It took her months to be able to sleep the entire night at my house when we were younger. She won’t even sleepover at Ricky’s even though Mr. Bowen doesn’t care.” Kourtney explained to the girls while Carlos quietly entered the cabin and joined in on the conversation.

“Y/n doesn’t look like she’s having any fun. I just passed her on the way here and she didn’t even look at me when I asked where she was going.” Carlos told the girls while giving them a sad expression.

“Wait, she really won’t sleep over at Ricky’s house?” Gina asked shockingly.

“Big Red may or may not have told me that Ricky thinks his ADHD and outgoing personality is too much for Y/n to handle.” Ashlyn chimed back into the conversation.

“Are Y/n and Ricky really having problems?” Carlos questioned Kourtney hoping she would spill every single drop of tea.

“Y/n just struggles with really bad anxiety and this is probably the last place she wants to be right now. They aren’t having problems but it just takes Y/n a while to become fully comfortable. Also Ricky has no room to talk because he is constantly getting Y/n in trouble at school for the stupid things he does like skateboarding down the dead silent hallways with Y/n trailing behind him dragging his backpack on the floor trying to get him to stop. Ricky doesn’t exactly help Y/n when it comes to her anxiety, he just makes it worse.” Kourtney says with a straight face.

“So you’re confirming that what Ricky told Big Red is correct?” Ashlyn asked Kourtney with a confused look.

“Ricky just needs to realize that Y/n struggles with being in unfamiliar places and becoming close with people. She trusts Ricky, she just needs more time to get comfortable.” Kourtney explained.

Everyone decided to stop questioning Kourtney because she seemed to be done with the conversation and decided to finish unpacking and talk about the activities happening tonight.

“Hey Y/n I’m sorry but you can’t be over here we have to start setting up for the campfire.” EJ stated while giving Y/n a small smile.

“Sorry rocketman.” EJ glared at you.

“Please don’t call me that absolutely nobody knows my camp nickname yet I’m not ready to be made fun of the entire trip.” EJ laughed. “The girls have been looking for you, you should head back and get ready for the campfire.”

“Sorry if I worried anyone, I was just trying to clear my head.” You explained and gave EJ a wave goodbye while you walked back in the direction of the girls cabin.

When you got back to the cabin none of the girls were there so you took the time to try your best to relax and find an outfit to wear to the campfire since it was going to get cold tonight. Time passed and eventually all the girls came back to the cabin with blankets to stay warm next to the campfire. Gina handed you a fluffy light blue blanket and asked if everyone was ready to start heading out. While the girls headed to the campfire Ricky finally arrived and decided to head to the boys cabin to unpack. While Ricky was unpacking in the boys cabin he quickly made friends with a kid named Jet who finally agreed to come to the campfire with Ricky after some convincing. Before heading out Ricky grabbed the candy hearts he bought earlier and quickly made his way to the campfire with Jet.

“Am I late!” Ricky yelled over EJ’s horrible singing.

“You always know how to make an appearance, Bowen.” Carlos shook his head laughing while getting up from his spot next to Y/n so Ricky could take a seat next to you. EJ continued to sing while everyone watched him and made weird faces.

“Hey love” Ricky quietly greeted you while you let him take half of the blanket. You gave him a soft smile not wanting to interrupt EJ again.

You and the girls have been sharing a bag of twizzlers when out of the blue Ricky reaches and grabs one.

“Absolutely not Bowen go get your own.” Kourtney snaps at him. She had never really been fond of Ricky but tolerates him because you love him for some reason. You looked over at Kourtney while taking the twizzler from Ricky and placing it back in the bowl. Carlos seemed to be the only one to notice your obvious discomfort and sadness that Kourt snapped at Ricky for no reason. Instead of fighting with her Ricky shrugged his shoulders and decided it wasn’t worth it to start an argument, he knew Y/n wouldn’t like that.

“Here” Ricky said while handing you a candy heart that had ‘I <3 you’ written on it. You looked up at him and gave him another smile when he started leaning in you turned to lay your head on his shoulder. The rest of the campfire was filled with laughter and happy memories being made. Although you didn’t talk to Kourtney the rest of the time you still enjoyed your time with your other friends. Eventually the campfire ended and since it was getting late everyone decided it was time to head back to the cabins and get ready for bed. Everyone said their goodbyes. You gave Ricky a hug and said goodnight to him and walked back to the girls cabin with Ashlyn while EJ and the rest of the camp directors stayed behind to clean up.

“Are you okay Y/n? Kourt shouldn't have snapped like that.” Ashlyn asked before entering the cabin.

“Yeah I’m alright I know she doesn’t like him it’s okay.” You said back shrugging your shoulders. Ashlyn just nodded and gave you a tight hug before the both of you headed inside the cabin. It was getting late and everyone was tired so you rushed getting ready for bed so the girls could shut the lights and go to sleep. Some time had passed and everyone had already fallen asleep no matter what you could not fall asleep it felt as if your breathing was getting heavier with every passing minute and no matter what you could not get comfortable instead you were tossing and turning every second. Realizing you weren’t going to get any sleep you grabbed one of your hoodies and made your way over towards the boys cabin. You don’t know where the courage came from. Maybe it was because you were tired or because Kourtney made you mad but you twisted the doorknob to the boys cabin and walked in like you owned the place. Of course the boys were still awake. It was only Ricky, Carlos and Jet since EJ was still cleaning up the campground. Ricky quickly jumped from his top bunk and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Hey Y/n are you okay what happened?” Ricky asked, letting go and looking at you.

“I just couldn’t sleep and Kourt isn’t really being the nicest person right now.” You admitted fidgeting with your hands and placing them in the pocket of your hoodie.

“You can stay here, come on take your shoes off.” Ricky said while taking one of the million pillows Carlos brought along with him.

“My pillows are the most comfortable they are made of-” Carlos was quickly cut off by you telling him thank you and Ricky turning the lights off as soon as he knew you made it safely onto the top bunk. Ricky quickly climbed back into bed and gently pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you. Although this was new for you guys to be sleeping in the same bed you felt comfortable and played with the end of his t-shirt while you slowly drifted off to sleep. Unfortunately that didn’t last long because no more than an hour later the lights were being turned on by a very already pissed off EJ.

“Carlos candles are not allowed in the cabins!” He quickly ran over to the candle and blew it out. EJ was taking his new camp job very seriously which everyone found hilarious.

“We were trying to sleep, shut the lights back off it’s late” Ricky said sitting up to face EJ.

“You guys were not sleeping Jet is playing that stupid video game and Carlos has his face misting thing on.” Carlos just rolled his eyes and continued to ignore EJ. As soon as Ricky sat up EJ saw you laying there next to him.

“Y/n get up you’re not allowed to sleep in here.” EJ said with an annoyed look on his face.

“Just go to sleep EJ nobody else cares, it’s not like we are going to do anything.” Ricky replied back.

“No Ricky it doesn’t matter I’m not getting in trouble for letting Y/n sleep in your bed. Come on Y/n get up I’ll walk you back to the girls cabin.” EJ was serious this time and wasn’t in the mood to joke around or let anything slide. Ricky was starting to get angry but before he could start a fight with EJ you started to quietly explain what was going on to EJ. It was hard for you to talk about your struggles with anxiety and explained that earlier in the day when you had talked to EJ because you were sitting where the campfire was being set up you told him it was because you were trying to clear your head and calm yourself down. After some more talking EJ finally agreed to let you stay and apologized for being an asshole. You accepted his apology, you knew he didn’t hate you and that he was just tired and wanted to go to sleep after a long day. Eventually morning came and the bright sun came shining through the windows. EJ was already up and gone getting the day started with the campers while Carlos was just heading out the door to go get some breakfast.

“Good Morning love” Ricky said while pulling you closer to him. He always called you some sort of name but love was always your favorite. You gave him a quick kiss and hugged him tight while he pulled the blanket up further so you were comfortable. However your sweet but short lived moment was only to be interrupted by the one and only Dewey Wood.

“I see not one but two violations in front of me.” Dewey stated while Jet quickly hid his gaming system under his blanket. Following his actions Ricky jokingly covered you with the blanket.

“Jet, why don’t you get up and go get some breakfast.” Dewey recommended and Jet followed his instructions not wanting to get his games taken away.

“Now that it’s just us, let's have a very nice detailed conversation about why this isn’t allowed.” Dewey said while gesturing his hands towards the two of you.

You may have not had the best first night at camp and while yes having ‘the talk’ with none other than Dewey Wood was intriguing yet embarrassing you had one of the best morning’s ever getting to spend time with Ricky brushing your teeth together while dancing to music on EJ’s record player and then getting to eat breakfast together pretending it was like a mini date. Ricky may be a lot to handle sometimes but he truly does take all your worries away and you couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than Ricky Bowen.

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pixiesbrain · 1 year

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idk if this is a hot take or not, but it’s been on my mind for a while now

as much as i LOVED mitchell hope as ben florian in descendants i still think that if joshua bassett was just a few years older he could’ve so easily and so effortlessly played him.

because look at him and tell me otherwise.

#also this may just be another excuse for me to drool over him #but he’s so handsome how could you not.#joshua bassett x reader #joshua bassett #ben florian x reader #ben florian #ben descendants #descendants #joshua x reader

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luckyyluka · 5 months

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Darling

joshua bassett x gn!reader

Summary: reader is at their limit, but joshua knows them too well, and he wont let them drown. (hurt/comfort fic)

Notes: no use of pronouns, no use of y/n, no description of reader

Credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

Trigger Warnings: no specific mental illness is mentioned but in a general sense, SEVERE depression is heavily implied. Detailed depictions of depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts, almost attempted suicide using pills (all from reader).

This fic has a fairly detailed moment where reader is cutting themselves. I wrote this originally only for myself as a form of comfort. Please THINK before you decide to read this. The most important thing here is for you to stay safe. The sole purpose of me posting this fic is for readers who are similar to myself that might find comfort in this, but not everybody will get the same thing out of this fic, so please please please do NOT read if this will trigger you in any way. be safe, lovelies.

i wanna get lovesick, i wanna get lovesick with you

the sickly-sweet song sliced through the deafening quiet, nothing else but your small sobs and sniffles.

that was your phone, your ringtone set as lovesick by peace. you looked down at the screen, barely making out the contact name through your tear-filled eyes. joshua.

the song was starting to get annoying, considering this was the fifth call in the past three minutes. you rejected the call once again before turning your phone off completely.

now that you could focus, you looked down on the ground in front of you where you sat criss-cross. you were home alone, and after a week of agonizing pain, your depression made you feel as if you were drowning and you couldn't breathe.

you couldn't take it anymore. every moment that passed by poured more salt into the wounds of the past, and sometimes, it even created new ones, fresh wounds.

the blood trickled down your skin as you decided to make some new wounds. battle scars, as some might say. only this time, this wasn't a battle you planned on winning.

when crimson had gently stained your arm just enough to satisfy you, your shaking hands set down the blade as you finally let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding in.

your eyes were sure to be a bit red and puffy as you had already been crying in your bed. you wanted to write a note beforehand but you barely even found the energy to end up on the bathroom floor you sat on.

as tears fell down your cheeks, sobs threatening to escape your trembling lips, you grabbed the bottle of prescription pills next to you.

before you could think to proceed with whatever you had planned, there was a quiet knock at the bathroom door. nobody was meant to be home. joshua must have come home early.

you were home alone, still living with your parents who were currently out of state. joshua took a trip to stay with you for a few days, being your best friend and all, but he was out to run errands. keyword: was.

"hey, it's joshua," his voice was small, gentle. it shouldn't have brought you much peace, you knew he'd do everything he could to stop you, and probably even get angry with you. after all, you did worry him. who wouldn't be mad at you for that? "please let me in..." but nevertheless, that small voice made you choke out sobs even harder than before.

barely audible, you tried to speak, "go away..."

in hindsight, that may have been dumb. what was he gonna do? actually go away?

"please let me in, okay? that's all i ask." his quiet pleas from the other side of the door drew your hand up to the handle, slowly and shakily turning it to open the door.

he looked at you for a moment. your hair was a mess, you had bags under your eyes, you haven't changed in days, you hadn't showed in weeks, and you were sure that it was probably time for a tooth brush. you felt disgusting. you were disgusting. it didn't take a genius to know he was probably judging you. who wouldn't?

"oh, honey," he knelt down next to you as your sobs got harder and you stared at him through tear-stained, lidded eyes.

immediately, he pulled you into a hug as you cried, face buried in his chest. "i'm sorry," you kept repeating over and over. his hands ran through your hair as he shushed you, reassuring you and trying to help you calm down just enough for him to give you a bit of first aid.

after a few moments of his tight embrace, you finally settled down enough to breathe. he took the bottle of pills that had toppled to the floor amidst the commotion. "did you take anything?" he questioned quietly.

you shook your head no.

"promise me?"

you nodded.

he looked at you with gentle eyes and an empathetic smile. tears welling up with both worry, but also relief that you were still alive.

he took your hand, guiding you as he stood up and helped you stand as well. he rummaged around the drawers in the bathroom until he finally found the gauze and a cotton pad to cover your wounds.

he smiled at you comfortingly as his tears threatened to fall. he guided your arm underneath the faucet as he turned on a cool stream of water. he grabbed a wash cloth, slowly and carefully cleaning your wounds and blood-stained skin.

once you were all cleaned up, he dried your arm off as gently as possible, taking great care to not hurt you as he patched you up.

he got some anti-biotic ointment, gently massaging it over your cuts before placing the little cotton pad over them.

now that your wounds were safe, he grabbed the roll of gauze and wrapped your wrist up tightly, but not too tight. it was just tight enough. you were all patched up.

"now," his voice was soft, "lets get you a shower, can you do that for me? i'll help you wash your hair."

he helped you down off the counter. you stood close to him, head held down as you almost cowered. but you nodded, nevertheless.

joshua turned around to give you some amount of privacy while you got undressed. he used that time to turn on the shower, making sure the water was just the right temperature for you. he took some saran wrap to protect your wrapped up arm, covering it lightly as the water heated up. he then took off his clothes, and helped you step into the shower as he followed.

it was intimate, being so exposed with him, but it wasn't anywhere near sexual. not for him, not for you. it was innocent, pure, tender.

joshua wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as you stood directly underneath the water. he peppered light kisses along your shoulder to prove to you that he was there. you closed your eyes, feeling every drop of water cover your skin.

joshua took the detachable shower head and ran it over your hair, soaking it. he took some of your shampoo and began to massage it into your hair gently. his fingertips worked to help soothe you.

finally, he rinsed the shampoo and repeated the steps for your conditioner. your hair was clean, thanks to joshua.

"there you go. i'm really proud of you for letting me help you," he said genuinely. this made you feel a little safer. you did it! you accomplished something, even though it may have seemed like such a small task. it wasn't small to you, but you did it. and joshua was proud of you.

he made sure that you knew you were safe, that he knew you were safe before he stepped out to let you wash your body. you even used soap! still, the little tasks were tough, but again, you did it.

your stomach jumped thinking that maybe joshua would be proud of you for this, too. you let yourself think more. your mind wandered to dark things, the sad parts of your brain, but you somehow you still managed to think about joshua. your best friend, your literal life saver. you realized there wasn't a single other person you'd rather be with you right now.

as you finally finished up your shower, you felt a little better. feeling less icky helped ease some of your insecurities at the moment. you stepped out, and joshua greeted you with a warm towel. he wrapped it around you and held you for a moment, despite the fact that it dampened his own shirt a little bit.

you pulled on an old t-shirt that joshua had given you. he said he wanted it to feel like a forever hug from him once it was time for him to go back home. you weren't really supposed to wear it yet, but he gave the gift to you early so maybe you'd feel a bit safer with it on.

you threw on some boxer shorts and some fuzzy socks before letting joshua fix your toothbrush. as you brushed your teeth, he encouraged you, comforted you as he ran his hand over your back and stayed only inches away from you.

finally leaving the bathroom with joshua, you headed over to the couch in your living room. he watched as you sat down and he smiled wide at you.

"what?" you asked him as he stared at you.

"i'm just so proud of you," he hopped over the couch to meet you, pulling you into a tight hug. he gave you a quick kiss on your cheek before he pulled away.

you giggled quietly. it wasn't much but it was something. the most hint of your sunshine that he'd seen in days. and it made his heart flutter with joy.

"wait, i need to throw some dirty clothes into the bin," you said as quickly as you remembered.

he followed you to your room so you could throw some old clothes into the dirty-clothes bin, but you were met with a fully cleaned room.

you thought back, knowing the last time you left your room just this morning, it was filthy. the floor was covered with dirty clothes, water bottles scattered around the room and trash from the few snacks that you could tolerate eating over the past few days.

joshua had cleaned your room while you were bathing.

"joshua, you didn't have to do that," your face blushed with embarrassment, and maybe you were a little flustered, too. after all, you had someone in your life who loved and cared about you so much that they'd clean your room for you after helping wash your hair. he tended to your wounds, and leant you his old t-shirt to help you feel safer. he dropped everything he was doing just to drive home and check on you. why? all because you sent a mildly cryptic, "i love you" text and missed a few calls.

he loved you.

like really loved you.

so he pulled you into another hug, resting his head on your shoulder as you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. he held you tight, so tight you thought he'd never be able to pry himself off of you, even if he tried.

when he finally broke away, he gently grabbed your hand and guided you to your bed. "let's get some rest, it's kind of late," he suggested.

you nodded. "mmkay," you obliged without hesitation. you admit, you were a little sleepy.

you climbed into bed and got comfy under the covers.

joshua didn't join you.

he studied you, your damp hair crowding around your face, wearing his shirt, yawning and snuggling into the pillows.

you were beautiful. to him, nothing could change that. not even when you go too long without showering or brushing your teeth. not even when your room gets a little too messy. not even if you tried to get him to change his mind. you were the most beautiful girl in the world.

"have you eaten today?" he finally spoke up.

you hesitated to answer.

"be honest," he pleaded.

you shook your head, finally admitting that you hadn't eaten anything.

"stay here, i'm going to go get you a snack," he smiled, leaving the bedroom door open so you could still hear him. you'd never feel alone with him near.

he walked through your door again, bringing a small bowl of grapes and other various fruits along with a glass of water.

"can you try and eat some of this for me? and drink some water?" he asked you softly.

you hesitated, but nodded finally. you sat up in the bed, taking the bowl. you waited to begin eating as joshua climbed into the bed next to you.

he turned on the tv, playing your favorite show for you to watch while you ate.

"i'm proud of you," joshua said for the third time tonight. it made your heart beat a little louder.

"thank you," you finally responded.

it was silent for a moment as he sat next to you, his hand resting on your thigh as you watched the tv and ate the fruit from the bowl. his thumb calmly stroked where his hand rested.

you finished eating, surprising even yourself as you cleared out the whole bowl.

he took the bowl from you, leaving a kiss on your cheek as he put the bowl down on the side table next to your bed.

"i love you," you blurted out without thinking.

you hadn't said the l word yet. neither of you. this was new territory, and looking back, maybe not a great time to confess such a thing.

but instead of giving any sort of cryptic response, any hesitation, any indication that he might not feel the same way...

he responded immediately.

he gave you a kiss, his lips meeting yours only for a moment before he pulled away and looked you in the eyes with the most golden retriever-esque smile on his face. he pulled you closer, into a cuddle.

and he finally spoke up.

"i love you with all my heart. goodnight, my darling."

#TRIGGER WARNINGS:#TW: self harm #TW: suicide #joshua bassett #joshua bassett x reader #joshua bassett x gn!reader #gn!reader #hurt/comfort #joshua bassett hurt/comfort

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voguescapes · 2 years

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one day | j. bassett

about. (y/n) gets dared to prank call her mom and say that her and joshua are getting married the next day.

warnings. mentions of a heart attack but as a joke, fake engagement, future engagement, nun really just fluff. lmk if i missed anything <;33

pairings. joshua bassett x actor!reader

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"We're here with Teen Vogue and we're going to be playing a little game of 'I Dare You'!" Joshua grinned, as some of his cast mates cheered.

It was around noon and the cast were currently in the middle of their fourth interview of the day. Joshua was enjoying every moment of the press tour, and felt so incredibly grateful to be accompanied by his co-stars who had become some of his best friends, and you, his gorgeous girlfriend throughout these busy months.

Matt, Julia, Dara, Joshua, and Larry sat on a yellow couch in front of a lavender paper backdrop, while Sofia, Frankie, you, and Olivia sat behind them in brown stool chairs.

In front of them were a bunch of assorted candies like Red Vines, M&Ms, Smarties, Sour Patch Kids, and marshmallows, along with two jars labeled truth and dare with small pieces of colorful paper inside.

Matt began the game by picking a slip of paper out of the dare jar. "Let someone in the group post a status on your Instagram story proclaiming your love for someone else."

Everyone burst into laughter when Frankie begged Matt to let him post the story. Joshua proceeded to explain the dare, seeing as you and Olivia didn't fully understand what he was supposed to say in the video.

You and Sofia giggled while Frankie prepared himself to film the video, fixing his hair and adjusting the angle of Matt's phone in his hand. Joshua shifted his body around and placed his hand on your knee, rubbing small circles with his thumb and sweetly smiling up at you.

"Hey guys! it’s Frankie and I'm here with Teen Vogue and, um, Matt just spilled the secret that he's in love with me and I'm his favourite so, I guess that's set in stone." He shrugged, lifting his free hand in the air. He finished recording and the whole set cracked up at the silly video he recorded.

Joshua turned back around, taking his hand off your knee as Matt added a couple tags, eventually posting the video onto his Instagram story, allowing everyone to continue the game.

Julia went next, also choosing a dare.

The game continued on almost in order in which you were all sitting, except Josh insisted everyone went before him. It was your turn after Frankie, who had just revealed how many selfies he took today, which was nearly 100 photos.

You clasped your hands together nervously as you considered picking truth, to save yourself from any embarrassment (and honestly to get the easier way out), but Joshua gave you a reassuring rub up and down your clothed shin, and you decided to choose from the dare jar. Everyone around you clapped and let out small words of encouragement to you. Rolling your eyes jokingly, your mouth dropped open and you covered your mouth as you read the dare.

"What is it, Y/N/N?" Matt questioned, being the first one to notice your reaction to the small slip of colored paper, more so shocked of what was written on it.

"Put your phone on speaker, call your mom or dad, and tell them you're getting married tomorrow." You grumbled, taking your hand off of your mouth and reaching for your phone that was placed in your pocket.

While you searched for your parents contacts, your friends cheered and chuckled as Larry chanted your ship name and nudged Josh, who was looking down at his hand in his lap, covering up the small blush that appeared on his cheeks.

"Agh, okay. Should I call my mom or my dad first?" You inquired aloud, everyone's answers including your publicists in the background mainly being your dad, but you peered down at your boyfriend who was looking up at you with a pouted lip and big, soft, eyes that were practically begging you to choose your mom (for his safety, of course).

"Then it's settled. I'm calling my mom first." You giggled, while everyone else except for Joshua groaned. "Do you think she's going to be mad?" Dara inquired, tilting her head back instead of turning around to look up at you. "Well... maybe? Who knows. My parents adore Josh," you flickered your eyes towards Joshua, "but we're way too young, so there's no telling." You informed her, meanwhile playing with the promise ring on your hand.

You mentioned to everyone that you were going to call and that they had to be silent since you were putting your mother on speaker. After a few rings, your mom answered. The line was a bit glitchy, but it was still clear enough to make out what she was saying.

"Hey, Mom!"

"Hey sunshine, how are you?" Your mom asked sweetly. You hadn't seen your mom since press tour started, but you made sure to stay in contact with your family while you were on the road. That meant calls, texts, skypes, and facetimes whenever you weren't busy.

"I'm really good, where are you?" You inquired, attempting to make the conversation seem less up front and more believable, while being aware of the time.

"I'm at the grocery store now, honey."

"Is dad with you?" You questioned and watched Joshua's body tense while he awaited her answer. "Yes, he's grabbing some tomatoes right now." She recalled.

"Oh, well actually, I kinda have something to tell you guys!" Larry snickered and Joshua lightly slapped his arm to shut him up before looking back up to you, his demeanor changing completely.

"Oh okay, I'm heading towards him right now, sweetheart." You could hear the sounds of refrigerator doors closing and squeaky shopping cart wheels through the phone. "Alright, your dad's listening, what is it, pumpkin?" Olivia smiled warmly at all the pet names you were called by your loving mother and placed her hand over her mouth just in case she needed to stop her laughter in a few seconds.

"Well, uh, me and Josh are getting married tomorrow." You shared quickly, shutting your eyes, imagining your parents faces as the line went completely silent.

Everyone around you threw their heads back, crinkled their eyes, smiled, wiggled their eyebrows, and more, while Joshua pressed his face into one of the decorative pillows on the couch, his styled curls sprawled all over. You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and he brought his head up from the pillow, maintaining eye contact with you as your mother finally spoke up.

"What?" She inquired, although she had fully heard her daughter's words. You repeated the sentence and you heard something fall. Your eyes widened, immediately assuming the worst.

"Tomorrow!?"

"Y/M/N, you dropped the eggs!"

You let out a breath of relief, but things only became worse as the seconds passed.

"I'm so happy for you, baby! Where are you two getting married?" Your mom squealed. Joshua's mouth fell at your mothers words and a sly grin appeared on his pink, soft lips, which didn't go unnoticed by your friends.

"Why don't I let Joshua tell you?" You smirked and practically shoved the phone into your 'fiancé's' face. He reluctantly took the phone and sent you the biggest glare as he greeted your parents,

"Hi, Mr and Mrs L/N."

"Honey, Your family now, call us Y/M/N and Y/D/N." Your mom urged and continued to speak with Joshua, rambling on about the unexpected news before she was rudely interrupted by your furious father.

"So you're telling me you decided to propose to my daughter without telling her parents or receiving our blessings?" Joshua gulped. "And even worse, convince her to marry you without her family there to support her?" Your Dad maintained a stern tone, although you could tell he was so close to going berserk in the middle of the grocery store.

"Sir I-" Joshua looked up at his cast mates for help, while you looked down at him with apologetic eyes.

Aware of the amount of time that had passed since your mother answered the call, you looked towards your manager and the crew, mouthing an apology. They all ignored you though, evidently eating it all up. You could see the headlines already.

"It's a joke!" You shouted loud enough for your dad to hear you over his excessive ranting. Your mom pried her phone out of your father's hands, "what do you mean it's a joke?" Joshua passed your phone back to you as you facepalmed. "Mom, we're at an interview! We're playing I Dare You with Teen Vogue, I got dared to tell you I'm getting married tomorrow. I'm sorry!" You apologised. Dara held back a laugh as you looked back at her with your hand over your mouth, your eyes giving away your emotions.

"Everyone, say hi!" Joshua cheered, his voice altering and cracking like an adolescent boy as he spoke.

Your cast mates greeted your parents. "Hi, momma L/N!" Frankie hollered into the phone. "Frankie, you were a part of this? Y/D/N almost had a heart attack!" Your mother joked, waving your father off as he mumbled something about the scare you had pulled on them.

"I'm sorry, Mr L/N." Larry snorted at Joshua's apology and contorted face. "It's alright, son. I'm just glad I still have the chance to walk my baby down the aisle." He affirmed, his demeanor a complete 180 from what it was just a few minutes ago.

Joshua smiled brightly at the fact that your dad had called him son. Olivia nudged you a little and you chuckled to cover up your searing cheeks. "Momma L/N," Dara began, "why'd you sound so excited? You weren't mad or scared?"

"I was surprised, yes, but I know Joshua makes Y/N happy, and he loves her more than anything. He's had my approval since the beginning, so I wasn't worried at all." Your friends let out aw's at your mothers heartwarming words.

You nervously smiled and shook your head, fiddling with a loose thread on your pants when you felt Joshua place his hand back on your knee, "Thank you, Y/M/N, I appreciate that."

"Speaking of, Joshua?" Your mother spoke out, grabbing his attention again.

"Yes, Y/M/N?"

"When are you going to put a ring on it?" Your eyes practically popped out of your head while your friends were practically falling out of their chairs, dying with laughter.

Your mother was truly the most supportive, bold person on planet earth. You saw Matt wipe stray tears off his eyes as he continued laughing.

"Mom! You're going to scare him away!" You groaned, visibly cringing and scrunching your eyes up in embarrassment, more aware than ever that this conversation was happening in front of all your friends and everyone behind the camera. Joshua shook his head, grabbing your hand and playing with the promise ring he'd given you.

"It would take a lot to scare me away," Josh smiled and placed a kiss on your knuckles before answering your mom, "I know I'm going to marry her one day."

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fubureaders · 1 year

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he was a nerd, she did ballet, what more can i say? | joshua bassett au imagine

summary: it's a university AU in nyc, cuz what better place is there for a rom-com moment? lucky for you there's a really cute guy standing up at the podium in the latest student government meeting... who seems to like learning more about pirouettes and lifts. or maybe he just likes the way you look in pink. 🩰🩰🩰

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note: happy belated golden (22nd) birthday joshua!!

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it's your second year of university, and your dance classes are getting more intense than what you've ever done before... and you're loving every minute, even if your feet are killing you. but you're studying your passion in the most beautiful city in the world. even if new york was recently named the most expensive in the world... your grandma's got a rent controlled apartment in harlem that has in unit laundry, a dishwasher, and rooms for both you and your childhood friend to sleep in. plus central air. there's no way in hell you're ever passing it up, regardless of whether or not your downstairs neighbors hate it when you stay up late practicing.

for their luck though, your friend and now roommate is looking to work in diplomacy and international relations, after having seen that queen amelia mignonette thermopolis renaldi of genovia went to the woodrow wilson school in princess diaries 2: royal engagement. she said, and these were her exact words, "it's either i become mia thermopolis and marry a chris pine type, or become an elle woods type and marry a luke-wilson-as-emmett-forest type." she's a sweetheart though, and you both have a love for pink. so when she has these movie-based ambitions, you go with it because this girl will probably end up taking over the political world while you're taking over the dance world.

so anyway, because this girl's plotting pink-filled world domination, she's been getting her start in the university student government, and she's doing a great job. she lost the election for sophomore class president, but she says the guy who won is really nice and working with him as sophomore vice president hasn't made her sick yet, which is high praise from her so you're not entirely annoyed at the idea of attending the next meeting with her. besides, you've been meaning to branch out more and make friends who aren't in the dance program, because let's be real... most of the girls taking ballet are thin, white, wealthy and it can be difficult to have a variety of discussions with them, no matter how much you love talking about the professors with them. hopefully there are a couple more people of color (besides you and your friend) that you can talk to, and befriend.

after a long train ride down to campus and grabbing some food at one of the trucks outside from your favorite vendor who always serves you extra for the same price, you and your friend head inside and rush to catch the elevator. thankfully, a (really cute) guy holds the elevator open for you both, and as the doors close your friend seems to recognize him and so she begins talking to him about some school issue being brought up in tonight's event. while you're looking at your email to check if any professors are suddenly assigning work due at 11:59, you feel the guy's curious and intrigued eyes glancing towards you. in such a short elevator ride, you've never felt so flattered.

so when the cute elevator guy asks for your name, you can't help but feel sad when the elevator doors choose that exact moment to open up. of course the cute elevator continues to be a gentleman and once more holds the doors open for you and your friend, so you tell him your name in a quiet tone as you walk past. not accounting for the chatter going on, you don't realize that he couldn't hear your reply.

the room begins to quiet down as your friend makes her way to the front of the room, so you quickly find a seat near the wall and set your bag to rest on your chair. and as you look up to focus on the meeting that your friend was so excited about, you're happy to see some members of the black student union, and make a mental note to talk to some of them after the meeting. but then your eyes focus on the podium at the front of the room, and are surprised to see "cute elevator guy" standing there, talking about starting off the student government meeting as sophomore class president. so this is the guy who won. does it make you a bad friend to say you would've voted for him too, based on that smile alone? wow, you could get used to these meetings -- and now you feel put on the spot, because all of a sudden he's making eye contact with you.

he's making eye contact with those glittering brown eyes of his (how in the hell are they glittering, bro? that's some magic right there)... and he's talking all pretty and passionate about mental health initiatives he wants to propose for students. and wouldn't you know it, not only is the guy cute but he seems to know what he's talking about. he's got a whole slideshow talking about mental health issues that students are facing, unprecedented issues that this university and many others have never faced before, and how he plans to aid students through his term. he's talking animatedly with his hands, talking about some of his own experiences, and even talking about how he knows that he can't speak on how it impacts each individual because he recognizes his privilege. you're finally understanding why vulnerability and honesty can be so damn attractive in a man.

he then brings up a group of students with whom he's been working on a plan to present to the university, and this group is comprised of majority students of color and those with disabilities. it's a necessary meeting, and you even see some people from the school paper writing down their responses, giving these students a platform to discuss what mental health means to them at a PWI. it's beautiful, and you feel grateful that your friend pushed you to come out tonight.

so when the meeting ends, you're a little sad because the discussion was getting good. only reason why it ended was because "cute elevator guy," or as you've now found out it's joshua, ordered pizzas for everybody. the man is considerate, kind, intellectual, and has money to buy all that pizza for a bunch of broke & hungry college kids? yeah, he's definitely got your vote in more ways than one.

you and your friend regroup, and are talking with some of the students from before about classes and fun things around the city, when you get that same feeling from the elevator that the class president is still checking you out. you feel your cheeks warm, and you start to play with your jewellery, getting your friend's attention as they know it's a telltale sign of you being nervous.

"what's up? you've been weird since the elevator... with josh... ooooh, you finally have a crush!" they exclaim, and you give them your best 'i will cut you if you raise your voice by one more decibel' stare. they grin mischievously as they glance over to joshua, who was looking at you until getting caught by your friend, causing him to blush and go on his phone as a distraction from you. as your friend turns back, you begin to explain to them, "listen, i would totally approach him because, i mean... look at him," you say as they nod along in understanding, "but i'm just so tired of always having to approach guys. especially at this school, not one of them has ever approached me first, i'm always starting the conversation. so if mr. president wants to talk to me, he can talk and i will gladly listen."

you had hoped that was the last of it, and for a minute there it truly seemed like your friend had just let the whole thing go, left it in the past and moved on. until they so innocently said they were throwing away trash, took your plate along with theirs, and quickly walked over to joshua. the other students you've been talking with see this go down and try not to laugh, otherwise they'd give it all away. but you turn around anyway, to find yourself being pointed at by your friend, who's looking all too happy while talking with the lanky student advocate... who's now holding eye contact with you once again. you try to play it off cool, hoping you weren't outwardly drooling and praying your melanin is enough to hide your blushing.

then, a hand gently touches your arm. that same hand that was waving around animatedly while the cute elevator guy was talking at the podium, with the amateur black-polished manicure and a couple rings in addition. your friend reappears on your other side, still wearing that mischievous grin and watching you over the brim of their cup. you turn, and lo and behold, there's mr president now, smiling at you again like he wants you to have a crush on him.

author's note: finishing this off with bullet points, will probably come back to this and rewrite the whole thing so it's fully fleshed out

you guys talk, and people are trying to talk to him about more campus issues, but he's asking you about your favorite restaurants and ballet-related memories

you mention your favorite pizza shop to him, and your friend just so happens to have an exam early tomorrow morning (you're so buying them coffee as a thank you for saying that)

so you take him to your favorite place, while you talk about seeing performances of the dance theatre of harlem and the american ballet theatre growing up, and being too scared to audition for the production with solange's music attached being put on recently

he talks about wanting to go into advocacy for the queer community and in general those who deal with mental health issues (maybe you mentally think "great another broken white boy" like black panther... maybe you even say it, and he actually gets the joke/reference?? either way it's a funny thought and a fun time)

anyway at some point, your friend texts you asking how your "date with mr president" is going, but you don't even notice your phone buzz, because you're just talking about everything with each other. after a little while he sees how few people are left in the restaurant, and you guys see how much time passed. so he pays and walks you home, giving you guys the chance to talk more, and you're loving every minute of it

you get to the doorway of your apartment, and tell him that next time he can show you his favorite music shops around the city that he'd mentioned, and you'll even let him talk your ear off more about advocacy. he laughs, and ends up successfully getting your number

the next day, you wake up and see that he sent a message telling you how much he had last night. you guys end up talking as you make your way to class, but you're not paying too much attention to your professor. only because as you were walking into the room, he sent you a text asking you out for a real date

bonus: real date where he takes you to see the solange ballet, and once you guys get outside by the lincoln center fountain, he tries to recreate some of the moves with you. then you guys go back to the pizza place and talk some more

okay so i don't know how to end these but i hope you like it, and that it makes sense. sorry i couldn't fully finish it out, it's currently 4 am (merry christmas eve by the way, and happy holidays otherwise). but i really liked this idea, and i hope you do too. happy belated birthday joshua (if he ever sees this i want him to say in an interview what his thoughts are on solange)

ok love you bye, happy holidays, drink some water, get some rest (very hypocritical i know)

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violetsandfluff · 2 years

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Secret Love

Warning: unapologetic smut and some degradation, so if that’s not your cup of tea, I’ll see you next week. Maybe. Word count: 1.1k+

“Joshua, love,” you whined softly but earnestly, need and desperation clear in your voice. “Please! I’ve been so good! I’ve been so good.”

“What do you need?” Joshua asked, looking thoroughly confused. Had you not seen the mischievous glint in his eye, you would have believed him.

“I need to taste you right now.”

“Taste me what, my love? I want to give it to you, but I have to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“Anything!” you cried, your voice strained with need. “Please, Joshua, please!”

“We’re in my parents’ basement...”

“I can beg,” you sassed.

“Do it,” Joshua challenged.

“You can’t say no to me, Baby.”

“I can though,” he said bluntly. “Beg me.”

You felt like crying. “I want you. I want you. I love you so much... please, Baby, I’ve been so good! I’m so hungry!”

Joshua started to shake his head, but he caved. “Come here, Love, but I’ve got some ground rules.”

You were about ready to oblige to anything.

“Be silent. I don’t wanna hear any of your moans, Darling, do you understand? I want to taste them instead. My parents think you’re an innocent little angel and they don’t need you to sway them yet. Okay?”

You nodded hungrily, desperate for him.

“Come here. I need kisses first. I’m in control. I’ll start when I’m ready.”

You would usually have hated the dominant tone that laced his voice, but you wanted him so badly you were willing to do whatever he wanted.

He began rubbing your lower back and you groaned, finally beginning to achieve what you had been craving for so long.

Pulling his hands off your back, he placed a single finger on your lips, shushing you.

“Quiet, Baby.” he instructed. “I don’t wanna hear your moans. Just wanna taste ‘em.”

You took the opportunity of his finger on your lips to begin with him. You worked his finger into your mouth and he didn’t resist. You began sucking gently on it, swirling your tongue around it.

The look on his face was priceless. “God forbid you behave,” he grumbled and stifled a groan. He snapped out of it, though, when your eyelids began to flutter shut.

“Come on, Baby. If you want to get going, we had better start.”

You snapped to attention and focused intently on his lips as he leaned his head closer to yours tantilizingly slow. When at last your lips collided with his, you felt as if you were in Heaven.

You had kissed him only earlier in the day, but not like this. Nothing could be like this. It was the hottest kiss the two of you had ever shared and you both knew it. He swallowed each and every one of your many moans like he’d promised and, when at last the kiss was broken, remarked that they were delicious.

He said that they’d filled him thoroughly with so many butterflies he thought he would float away.

You felt like there were so many butterflies in your stomach that they would weigh you down and you would drop through the earth’s crust.

“So,” Joshua smiled at you, trying to keep up his rough, brusque act. “What exactly was it you wanted from me?”

“Love. I want all the love you have to give me.”

“All of it, huh?” he asked, clearly amused.

You tried to pull your hand out of his curls, but your fingers were tied tightly up in the stray hairs. “I’m so sorry,” you panicked. “I didn’t mean...”

“Leave ‘em in there. Your flaws work to my favor.” He hated making snide or degrading comments as a result of his usual kindhearted nature, but he knew how much you loved them.

He started using his hands to ruffle your hair and he went in for another kiss. Mid-tongue plunge, he withdrew his hands from your hair and used them to remove your panties.

You managed to free your hands from his hair and slip his off too and you finally got what you wanted.

He held his finger up to your lips and you began nibbling on his finger again.

“Dirty little brat,” he groaned at the feeling of your mouth revolving around his finger.

“No making noise,” you reminded him and he ruffled your hair.

He spent a hot second staring at you before he lunged and began biting your neck.

You stifled a moan at the pain. He swirled his tongue around the area before biting down again. You tightened your grasp on him as he got further into it.

Your eyes shut as he began to move inside of you. You were throbbing painfully in the best way possible. After connecting your lips to Joshua’s you moaned his name directly into his mouth.

He gritted his teeth as he pulled out of you, only to plunge right back in. “You’re doing fine, Baby, but it’s not very enjoyable,” he lied. “Do better... yes. Like that.”

You rearranged yourself on him and it was his turn to moan into your mouth. You loved the interesting taste of his saliva. It was unmatched by anyone or anything else. It was borderline addictive.

“Just like that. Yes...” he let out a hissed breath, splattering tiny droplets of saliva onto your bare shoulder.

You squeezed your eyes shut as everything began to throb more. Tears sprang into your eyes and you blinked them back. “I need to...come...”

“Wait. You’re a big girl. You can hold it.”

He continued forcing you to hold it back when you cried, “please, Baby, I’ve been so good!”

“You’ve been mediocre. Give me one really good minute and I’ll let you come. Sound good--sorry...?” He saw the pained expression on your face; how you were sweating and clenched tightly around him. He didn’t like to be degrading or mean, but he knew it secretly turned you on.

“Don’t be sorry,” you whispered a little too harshly.

“I won’t don’t worry,” he croaked, his voice catching in his throat. He had his one amazing minute. “Can I come now? Please? I’ve been so good! I’ve been so good,” you pleaded.

“Of course.” He was already staring in awe at you. “You’ve earned it.”

His jaw fell open in awe as you wrapped your arms tightly around his middle. “You did awesome for me,” he said honestly. “But could you play the dominant role for me next time?”

You burst out laughing. “I’m not the actor, you are.”

“Doesn’t mean I like being mean to my baby. Please, Baby? I’ve been so good.”

“Fine.” you succumbed to his puppy eyes. “But I don’t wanna hear a single sound out of you. Sound good?”

I am willing to do part two where Y/N is the mean/dom one if you want?

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alright i have too many wips which one do you want me to finish and post first

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thatgirlstrawberry · 1 year

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💛Sunshine💛 - The Scene

In which you all read about Spencer’s family life

Overall warnings: Overall warnings: mentions of sex, children, violence, regular cm stuff

Spencer felt dizzy.

He felt like his whole world was shattering as he walked up the pathway to the safe house that wasn't so safe anymore.

He pushed through dozens of policemen and FBI but stopped when he reached the porch

No one had been inside yet. They wanted to wait for the BAU to get there first and there was no reason to suspect that anything was still going on inside.

Spencer was the first one on the scene. Morgan had stupidly called him while he was on his way to get coffee before he headed into the office.

Morgan told Spencer that the officer they placed outside of the safe house was murdered and her turned the car right around and sped to the house.

His heart broke when he saw that the door was wide open.

He slowly stepped inside of the house. He looked around and his heart dropped.

It was a mess. There was broken furniture, blood.

Blood.

He saw a bloody handprint on the door to the basement. The keypad was also covered in the red substance.

Maybe she and the kids got down. He thought, walking towards it slowly. He punched in the 3 digit number that he remembered from a conversation with Derek.

The key pad lit green and he heard the lock click. He slowly opened the door and peeked down.

His feet carried him down the stairs slowly and quietly. He stopped for a second to try and hear anything down there.

Joey sat against the wall in the darkest corner of the basement. Sadie was sat in his lap and he had his hand over her mouth.

He had heard the door open and quickly scrambled to scoop her up and away from the box of cereal she was eating out of. It scattered and spilled all over the floor.

Joey knew that Sadie was scared so he did his best to keep a smile on his lips every time she looked back at him.

He shut his eyes when the footsteps of whoever was coming down the stairs got closer. Sadie started to let out whimpers and he shook his head.

"Sadie, please be quiet." He whispered, almost inaudibly.

An open, spilled cereal box came into Spencer's view as he stepped on to the cold stone floor. He accidentally stepped on a few pieces and cursed.

He sighed shakily and looked around but the sound of whimpering made him freeze.

It sounded just like Sadie when she fell off her kiddie bike three years ago.

"Sadie?" He whispered out hesitantly, trying not to sound scary. "Sadie, bunny, is that you?"

Sadie ripped her brother's hand off of her mouth and crawled off of his lap.

"Daddy!?" She shouted.

"Sadie, wait!" Joey reached out for her but she rushed out of the dark and around the corner.

Joey scrambled up from his spot on the floor and ran after her, stopping when he saw his dad picking Sadie up.

"Oh, dad..." Joey tried to hold in a sob.

Spencer sink to his knees as Sadie hugged him tight. He looked over the girl's shoulder and held his hand out for Joey.

He ran forward wrapped his arms around his dad. "Are you guys okay?" Spencer asked, rubbing his children's backs.

Sadie could do nothing but cry into her father's neck and Joey was trying to get words out. "What h-happened to your mom? Where's Charlie?"

"Mommy locked us down here!" Sadie sobbed. "She was so mad!"

Spencer shook his head. "No, baby. I'm sure mommy wasn't mad at you. Where is she? Where's your brother?"

"He took them!" Sadie cried.

Spencer pulled her off of him and held her at arm's length. "Who, Bunny? Who?"

They heard footsteps at the top of the stairs and looked up. "Marcus Gellar." Derek spoke, placing his hands on his hips. "Marcus Gellar, Audrey's brother, is the unsub."

Spencer turned back to the kids and glanced back and forth between them. "Is that who you saw here? Uncle Marcus?"

Sadie nodded and Joey looked up at Derek and back down at Spencer. "He hurt her. He hurt mom."

"She was bleeding from her back and she fell on her belly." Sadie cried. Spencer wanted to cry.

He wanted to scream and cry and run out of that house and go on a rampage to find his wife and son.

But he had to take care of the kids in front of him. "Okay." He nodded. "Okay, I'm gonna find mommy but we gotta go, okay? We're gonna go home for a little bit."

"We get to go home?" Sadie asked through tears.

Spencer nodded. "Yes, baby, we're gonna go home."

Joey shook his head. "B-but we need to find mom and- and Charlie." He said, his breathing picking up. "M-om and Charlie are mi-issing!" He shouted.

Derek walked down the stairs and scooped Sadie up out of Spencer's arms when he noticed Joey's rising panic.

Spencer spun to face his son on his knees and he pressed his cool hands on his cheeks. "Joey, I need you to take a deep breath for me." He nodded.

"I ca-an't, d-" He was now gasping for air.

Spencer unzipped the boy's jacket, hoping that the tight feeling in his chest would go away. "Joey, come on. Breath with me." He placed his hand on Joey's chest and inhaled deeply, nodding his head.

Joey's chest heaved as a tear ran down his face. His chest stuttered as he tried to match his dad's breathing.

"Breathe with me." Spencer nodded once again.

Joey was finally able to take a slow, deep breath. He shut his eyes as he exhaled and Spencer gave the boy a sad smile. "There you go, Joe. Just keep taking deep breaths."

"Spencer." The man looked up at the top of the stairs. Emily and Hotch stood there. "We need to talk."

He nodded and looked at Derek. "C-can you take them out to the car?" He asked.

"No, daddy! Don't go!" Sadie began to cry again.

Spencer tilted his head. "I'll be right out, okay? I promise." He nodded. "Just go with Uncle Derek and I'll be right out to take you home."

Sadie nodded slowly and Derek and the kids walked up the stairs. He followed them but walked over to the kitchen where Emily and Hotch waited.

Emily cleared her throat, clearly uncomfortable and straightened out her jacket. Hotch's face was the same as always, stone cold.

"How did you guys figure out that it was Marcus?" Spencer asked as he walked over.

Hotch crossed his arms. "We'll explain that later. Right now, we need to talk."

Spencer bit his lip. "O-okay."

Emily sighed. "After we went to Marcus' safe house when we found out it was him, he was gone." She nodded. "And we immediately thought to come here but on the way, PD notified us of a call they got from across the street from Lisa and Cole's."

Hotch cleared his throat. "Marcus unfortunately stopped there before coming here." He explained. "The neighbors saw the front door open early this morning and went in. Both Lisa and Cole were found dead in the kitchen."

Spencer's heart hurt.

He didn't know how much more he could take. His wife and firstborn were missing, his unborn baby might be hurt, his wife was injured, his parents in law were dead. He inhaled deeply trying to choke down tears.

"Oh, Spencer." Emily whispered. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "It's gonna be okay."

All Spencer could do was shake his head. "We just need to find my wife and my kid. Then it will all be okay."

Hotch sighed. "Spencer, we also need to talk about the case."

Spencer pulled away from Emily and looked at Hotch. "Okay...?"

"You can't be on it."

Spencer furrowed his brows. "I'm sorry- what the fuck did you just say to me?" He asked, taking a step forward.

"Reid-"

"This is my wife and my fucking child we're talking about, and you really want me to just sit around and if nothing?" He asked, not even realizing that his feet carried him closer.

Hotch tilted his head. "Reid, I would refrain from stepping any closer to me." He raised his eyebrows a bit. "Step back and we can talk about this."

He shook his head. "No, I'm taking my kids home. My kids need to go home." He told them.

Spencer turned away from them and walked outside. He saw Derek buckling Sadie into the car seat in the back of his car and Joey was sitting back there with her. Usually he would get in the front seat but he wanted to be with his sister.

Spencer nodded at Derek with a thin, sad smile as the man tossed him his keys. "Reid."

He paused and turned to him. "Yeah?"

"We're gonna get them back." He nodded. "I swear. If it's the last thing I do, we'll bring them home to you, got it?"

Spencer nodded. "Got it."

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HELLLOOOOOOOO

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! (This is not edited)

Now obviously it would be boring as fuck if Spencer just sat at home while his team kicked ass so...

WHOS READY FOR ROGUE!SPENCER??? I know I am.

Also Sades and Joey are gonna be so traumatized and I feel bad but it had to be done for the sake of ✨drama✨

#spencer reid #spencer fluff #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #criminal minds imagine #spencer reid x original female character #spencer reid x reader #spencer x oc #criminal minds #spencer x reader #crimimal minds #love your body #noah jupe #violet mcgraw #joshua bassett #read more #spencer x you

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calliesadeckis · 9 months

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when the full length version of "pretty please" by joshua bassett is out, there are gonna be SO many smut fics with that song in some way (if it hasn't been used already for the released sample of it recently) i can feel it in my bones and i'm fully prepared for it all and i encourage it <3

#joshua bassett #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #lottie matthews x reader #jackie taylor x reader #kate bishop x reader #sam carpenter x reader #conrad fisher x reader #jeremiah fisher x reader #steve harrington x reader #shauna shipman x reader #just adding some examples from my faves to get the points across from some of my fandoms #probs will add more though #this is just who came from the top of my head atm #jaiden rants

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leaawrites · 4 months

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Tolerate it

Ricky Bowen x fem!reader Warnings: Angst, mention of cheating, ooc, Ricky being an asshole, Ricky tolerating the reader's love while still being in love with Nini, lying, possible grammar mistakes wordcount: 0,8 k

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He’s breathing in. Breathing out. In and out. A steady rhythm. One you shouldn’t disturb. Ricky looked peaceful. He looked happier than ever before. Y/n watched him. She sat up in bed, the moon shining down on them. She would like for him to feel this calm when he was with her. But he never did. He always looked at her that way. With that calmness and ease of love. Full pure love.

It was a surprise to anyone at East high when they made it official. Y/n was a grade under Ricky. Nini just broke up with EJ. Y/n heard rumors; that Ricky only made it official to make Nini jealous. It was a hit in the chest when she noticed it as well. The looks he gave her. The little smile that spread over his face whenever Nini walked into the room. He only looked at her like that when Nini and EJ were still dating. It was all easier back then. She wished she could back to that time.

“What are you thinking about?” Ricky asked her, as he read through his script. The sun was up, Y/n still sat in the exact same position.

If they were so close back then, why couldn’t they in the future as well?

“Nothing,” she answered quietly.

They were at Y/n’s house. Pictures were hanging on the wall. One of them hung there as well. She wanted to gift it to Ricky, but he said he had no space for it. His walls were blank, unless you count the pictures Nini painted for him in kindergarten, or first grade. Or even before summer. He still had them hung up. Y/n used her best colors for it. The expensive ones she got for her birthday a year ago. She was too afraid to use them and not like the picture of it in the end. But she did. She loved it. She loved him. But did he even love her truly?

Y/n stood up. She walked over to Ricky, wrapping her arms around his chest and kissing his shoulder. The boy shrugged her off.

“I have to go to rehearsal.” It was Sunday. She may wasn’t the smartest, but she definitely wasn’t dumb.

“You have rehearsal today?” She asked, her voice sounding suspicious. “But it’s Sunday. You never have rehearsal on Sundays.”

“I - uh. I do, today. Miss Jenn called us all in, because of some problem,” He explained. His eyes moved around the ceiling. He was searching for some explanation. “You probably didn’t notice my phone go off, since you were zoned out over something you won’t tell me.”

“I told you it was nothing,” She argued with him. He would think she was crazy if she told him about what anyone else said. He always did call her crazy when she even mentioned it just in the slightest.

“Whatever,” Ricky scoffed, pressing a fleeting kiss on her cheek. Then he disappeared out of her bedroom. Out of her home.

Y/n waited for the door to shut downstairs until she called Gina. She was the first to tell her about the rumors, the stares, the smiles. She was who comforted her when she was crying now. He didn’t. Not like he used to.

“Gina?” She asked, not letting her friend speak and greet her. “Do you have rehearsal today?”

“Uh, no.” Y/n could already feel Gina rolling her eyes. She knew who it was about.

“OK. Thanks.” Y/n didn’t want to hear her friend lecture her today.

Will you come back to mine after rehearsal?

Ricky didn’t read the message until 2 hours later. He was sat up in Big Red’s room. He would have to go now if he didn’t want to upset her.

“I have to go, Red,” Ricky told his friend, whose face was basically attached to the screen in front of him.

Rehearsal wouldn’t end until an hour later. But he had to do something before dropping by at Y/n’s house.

The door in front of him now seemed bigger than it ever did before. Even when he was a little boy it never seemed so intimidating. The bell was shrill. If he had a more sensitive hearing he would have to cover his ears at the sound. Nini opened the door. She was looking beautiful like always.

“Hey,” The boy smiled at the girl in front of him.

“Hi,” Nini said back, confusion lingered on her face.

“I- uh. I wanted to talk to you real quick.” Ricky fiddled with his fingers. He didn’t know why he was so nervous.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“It just felt right to confess,” Ricky said slowly and quiet. “I never joined the musical because I wanted to. I always just wanted you. And since you’ve broken up with EJ now, I guess I just wanted to ask if we wanted to try again?”

Nini looked at him with wide eyes. “You have a girlfriend if I have to remind you, Richard Bowen.”

“But I don’t love her like I love you.”

“Then tell her that.”

The next second the door was closed in his face. Nini didn’t love him anymore. He didn’t love Y/n. But he guessed he had to tolerate it if he wanted to seem okay.

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mellowmadds · 2 years

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When you take a chance | Ricky Bowen

ricky bowen/fem!reader oneshot

fluff :)

summary: the musical has been casted and the cast list has been posted however when miss Jenn is in search for pianist Ricky Bowen your childhood best friend and secret crush insists that you push your fears aside and join the wildcats with putting on a musical.

warnings: mentions of divorce, sad ricky

word count: 3064

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“You do realize that auditioning for the musical means breaking out into song and dance in front of the entire school, right?” You laughed, while sitting down in between your two best friends Big Red and Ricky.

“Except this is my one chance to win back Nini, I need to prove to her that I’m serious about our relationship.” Ricky sighed as he turned his head towards the one thing he’s been avoiding all day.

“Why don’t you just try talking to her?” Big Red said while gesturing over towards the two lovebirds Ej Caswell and the one girl Ricky could confide in.

“No offense but the one person I go to for advice is currently on her honeymoon in the cafeteria.” Ricky pushed the rest of his lunch towards Big Red while grabbing his skateboard and storming off.

“At least I get the rest of his fries.” Big Red said before chugging down the rest of his soda.

You gave Big Red a small smile and handed him the rest of your chips. While getting up from the table and gathering your belongings out of the corner of your eye you see Kourtney staring back and forth between you and Nini. You were never really jealous of Ricky’s relationship with Nini because at least before she went off to camp they were oddly the perfect couple. You would never admit the feelings you had towards Ricky to anyone except maybe Big Red but only because he was becoming suspicious as to why you always agreed to everything Ricky had said or done.

The rest of the day seemed to pass by. You walked down the familiar hallway to your locker to grab things for the after school club your parents forced you to participate in. While walking back down towards the classroom you heard faint yelling coming from Mr. Mazzara’s room which you ultimately ignored thinking it was just the robotics team arguing over who gets to control the remote. But the last thing you expected to see was Ricky Bowen bolting past you towards the theater.

“He’s really going to audition.” You said to yourself shocked. Not wanting to be distracted by the thought of Ricky trying to impress Nini you continued to walk to the classroom you should have already been at ten minutes ago.

Instead of actually paying any attention to the club you signed up for, you found yourself reading over your music sheets so you could practice the new song you were learning on the piano when you got home.

Wanting to go home a bit earlier than the actual time your after school club ended you made up an excuse and started gathering everything into your already heavy backpack. While walking out of the classroom you couldn’t help but be distracted by the commotion coming from down the hall.

“What’s going on?” You asked approaching Big Red as he stood there with nothing but a shocked expression on his face.

“Your crush, our best friend just scored the lead in the play with no acting experience whatsoever.” Big Red announced to you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him.

“Okay first of all lower your voice, second of all how?” You questioned while laughing. Walking over to the cast list taped to the wall you see Ricky Bowen written in all caps playing Troy Bolton. While you were incredibly happy for him below his name was Nini’s also in all caps playing Gabriella.

You congratulated Ricky and gave a small smile to Nini seeing that she was obviously frustrated with the whole situation. You couldn’t blame her though she seems happy being in a relationship with Ej and doesn’t want anything or certainly anyone ruining it for her.

It’s been a few days since Miss Jenn posted the cast list and since then Ricky has been practicing non stop. On the other hand Big Red had gotten stuck reading stage directions for Miss Jenn. Having both of your best friends being so busy spending time with the drama club meant that you had way too much time on your hands which led to feeling a bit lonely.

Instead of heading home for the day you thought it would be nice to sit in the music room and play the piano for a little while. Feeling lonely at school felt a little less lonely than sitting all alone at home, if that made any sense.

“Hey Y/n.” Of course the one boy you’ve purposely been avoiding wants to interrupt your peaceful piano playing. Instead of saying some sarcastic comeback to him you look up from the piano keys to see that instead of his normally happy go lucky smile he was upset.

“What’s wrong Ricky?” he gently sat down beside you on the piano bench without making any eye contact. Instead of forcing him to talk you turned back to the piano keys and started playing little soft tunes instead of having to sit there in silence. You knew he’d been having a hard time at home due to his mother leaving his dad and moving away to Chicago.

“Nina is in love with Ej.” he admits out of the blue while nervously tracing his finger along the keys of the piano.

You stopped playing for a second to collect your thoughts. You have never actually heard him call her Nina. It was like he was speaking a foreign language. You wanted to comfort him and tell him that everything would be okay but you were at a loss of words and when you tried to speak nothing came out.

“But I’m okay with that, it hurt at first watching her fall in love with Ej but she’s happy and I don’t want to ruin that for her.” Ricky spoke in a soft tone almost as if he had lost his voice. Before you could speak he cut you off again.

“At first I auditioned so I could show her that I was serious about our relationship and maybe that was a stupid move but now I realized that a part of me also did this for myself.” You smiled to yourself knowing that Ricky finally found something he’s passionate about.

“So why are you sitting here with me right now instead of up on that stage practicing?” You asked while turning to face him. He pressed his fingers down on the piano and started playing random keys, which sounded awful together.

“Because Miss Jenn doesn’t have anyone to play piano for us, Ashlyn is focused on making sure Ms. Darbus’s solo is perfect.” Secretly hoping he isn’t about to ask you to play piano in front of everyone you start putting your music sheets into your folder and shoving it quickly into your backpack.

“Y/n can you please play the piano for us just for rehearsal?” Already preparing to say no you look down at your shoes.

“Ricky-”

“Please Y/n, just this one time?” He’s not going to stop until you agree to play.

“I know you know the songs you used to watch high school musical on repeat.” Ricky continued to ask you to play the piano. Feeling bad you finally give in and say yes even though deep down you really don’t want to do this.

Following closely behind Ricky down the hallway towards the theater was the last thing you thought you’d ever be doing today. You had secretly been wishing in your head that you had gone home right after school today.

“You okay Y/n?” Ricky stopped walking and turned to face you.

“Yeah I’m alright, just nervous.” You tried giving him a smile but he could tell you were really anxious about playing the piano in front of anyone that wasn’t him or Big Red.

“We can practice alone first in front of Miss Jenn, I’m sure everyone else is busy doing something.” Ricky spoke in a soft loving tone to try and calm your nerves. You only gave him a forced smile as you continued walking towards the theater.

As you both stepped foot in the theater Ricky called out for Miss Jenn just for her to randomly pop out from around the corner.

“Ricky you're finally back” Miss Jenn said while clapping her hands together.

“I found someone to play the piano for us, but is it cool if we could just practice in front of you for now? She’s a bit nervous.” Ricky asked only to receive a nod from Miss Jenn.

“Yes of course we could do that. What is your name sweetheart?” Miss Jenn asked, approaching you with a hug.

“Y/n” You said quietly and accepted her hug. She waved and motioned for the two of you to follow her.

As she brought you guys over to the piano you could start to feel your heart race until you felt a familiar hand start tracing circles on your back. You tried your best to keep your composure but to actually be this close to Ricky in the moment it just felt right. But you knew he didn’t feel the same way you did, not after just recently getting over Nini.

“Here’s the sheet music for ‘Start of Something New’ don’t be nervous there's no judging here. This is a safe space sweetheart.” Miss Jenn told you.

You set the papers down in front of you quickly looking over the notes and preparing yourself. You felt Ricky sit down next to you and quickly put his hand back on your lower back. As you started playing the song Ricky quickly started singing.

‘Livin’ in my own world’

‘Didn’t understand’

‘That anything can happen’

‘When you take a chance’

You continued playing the song until it eventually came to an end. You could feel Ricky staring at you but interrupting the sweet moment Miss Jenn applauded the two of you.

“Have you ever thought about being in a musical sweetheart? Because you have the talent for it.” Miss Jenn stated while grinning ear to ear.

“Oh, no I don’t really sing or dance or act for a matter of fact.” You said nervously just wanting this conversation to end right at that very moment.

“How would you feel about playing Kelsi? We need someone as talented as you are to go on for her and play the piano.” As much as you wanted to say no the expression on Ricky’s face wouldn’t allow you to.

They both stared at you for what felt like hours you had no choice other than to say yes. You also didn’t want to crush Ricky’s heart by saying no. And it seemed like Miss Jenn really needs your help with this.

“Sure I’ll play Kelsi and help out at rehearsals with the piano.” You said quietly almost instantly regretting what you had just said.

You turned back around to face Ricky and were greeted with the biggest hug he’s ever given you. Not wanting to interrupt the moment Miss Jenn walked out to the rest of the theater kids to make sure they were doing what they were supposed to be doing.

“I’m so proud of you!” Ricky yelled while you shushed him.

“No really I am Y/n, you just faced one of your biggest fears and now you’re in the musical with me.” You couldn’t help but think now all the time you’re going to have to spend with Ricky playing the piano. The thought of getting to spend time with the person that I love while doing the thing I love the most made you instantly feel butterflies.

“Thank you for pushing me Ricky. Now let’s hope I can handle it and not get stage fright.” You said as you turned back to the piano to gather all of the sheet music for the songs you now need to learn and practice.

You introduced yourself to the rest of the drama club minus the people who already knew who you were due to your friendships with Big Red and Ricky. Everyone welcomed you with open arms and you couldn’t have felt more comfortable around any group of people before. After many rehearsals you had made many new friends and eventually grew even closer to Ricky.

You’ve been practicing all of the songs that Kelsi performs during the musical. Your parents are incredibly proud of you for coming out of your shell and finally showing your talent off. You have no distractions getting in your way except for one, Ricky Bowen.

Big Red continued to tease you about your crush on Ricky every single day insisting on the fact that he feels the same way. You didn’t want to risk your friendship with Ricky just in case it didn’t work out between the two of you. Ricky’s past relationship with Nini is a big part in making you afraid over nothing. Even though he and Nini were total opposites they just were a perfect couple but despite everything they didn’t work out in the end and they barely talk to each other anymore. That is what you were afraid of, losing him.

Many weeks had gone by with a lot of things all happening at once. Ricky would compliment you here and there and maybe you two would share a moment every once and a while but you always just brushed it off and thought of it as him just being a good friend.

It was finally opening night, the night everyone had been working so hard for. Despite the anxiety building up inside of you you knew you couldn’t quit or give up now it was too late for that. So instead you went to find the one person you trust only to find out that Ej had gone on for him during act two and nobody could find Ricky. You knew you couldn’t run around and look for him knowing you had scenes in the musical with nobody to go on for you. As you took a deep breath you walked over to the piano to start playing ‘Breaking Free’. In your head you knew Ricky should be here on stage singing not Ej you couldn’t help but wonder where he was.

After the musical was over and everyone exited the stage you approached Ej to confront him about Ricky.

“He wanted me to go on for him Y/n. I don’t know what happened but he insisted that I would go on as Troy.” Ej explained to you. You knew Ej wouldn’t lie to you as everyone had grown a close bond over these past couple of weeks.

Carlos and Seb walked and noticed how upset you were.

“He’s in the rehearsal room Y/n” Carlos spoke with a gentle tone. You thanked them and walked down to the rehearsal room.

You quietly opened the door and shut it behind you.

“Ricky, What's going on? What happened?” You asked while taking a seat next to him. He didn’t say a word all he did was pull you closer into a hug and quietly sobbed. You've never seen Ricky cry but you knew instead of questioning him you needed to comfort him. As much as you tried to put your feelings aside for just a moment you couldn’t help but think about the way he held onto you but that didn’t last long as he stood up and started apologizing for seeming weak and crying in front of you.

“You don’t have to apologize for crying Ricky, it’s okay” You said as you stood up and walked closer towards him.

“My mom brought her boyfriend here and when I saw him put his arm around her I didn’t know how to feel. Why would she think it’s okay to bring him around? I thought that this would be an opportunity for her to talk with my dad.” Ricky said while holding back his tears because he didn’t want to cry in front of you again.

“You know it’s okay to feel that way and it’s okay to cry. You’re allowed to be mad at your mother. She should have asked if it was okay to bring him.” You said as you tried your best to be strong for him.

“She said she wanted me to meet him” Ricky repeated what his mother had previously said to him as he looked down at his shoes.

“But you should be the one to decide when you want to meet him, not her. She should have asked for your permission to bring him. She’s the one who messed up, not you Ricky.” You said as you crossed your arms hoping that he would agree with you.

“This is why I love you.” Ricky admitted looking back up at you. Taken back a bit you were once again at a loss of words in front of Ricky Bowen.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way, but I love you Y/n.” He said once again. Not wanting to mess this moment up you walked over to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“I love you too, Ricky.”

As you looked back up to him he smiled down at you. His hand gently gripped your chin as he leaned in but before doing anything he asked.

“Can I kiss you?” and without even having to think for a second you replied with a yes.

He gently pressed his soft lips against yours and you instantly felt the feeling of butterflies all over again. You placed your hand on his cheek as you slowly rubbed your thumb against it as you pulled away from him.

“If you want you can stay with me tonight, so you don’t have to be at home.” You said trying your best not to kill the mood but you wanted to make sure he had a place to sleep in case he didn’t want to face his mom tonight.

“Thank you Y/n, I appreciate it so much.” He replied back pulling you into a tight hug. Not ever wanting to pull away you laughed and said

“Come on we're going to be late to slices, don’t want Big Red getting suspicious of anything.” You said as he grabbed your hand and walked outside to join the rest of the wildcats for a well deserved after party at slices.

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luckyyluka · 10 months

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Ricky Bowen - Drabble

ricky bowen loves the stability of your relationship, he loves you more than words could ever describe, loves you more than you ever thought someone could ever love you. when he looks at you he wants to wrap you up in his arms and hold you. he wants to leave sweet kisses all over your face. your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, and most definitely your lips. when you're away, he can't stop thinking of you. when you have to go, he's afraid you'll never come back. he couldn't ever bare to lose you. you're his lifeline. he loves to watch movies on the couch with you snuggled up close to him, his arm wrapped around you. he loves to toy with your fingers gently as you hold hands. because, let's face it, he has adhd and he can't sit still to save his life. and what better to fidget with than your pretty hands? he loves the way you just get him. you understand him. you understand eachother. your minds work similarly so you have no problem communicating with each other. you already know exactly what the other one needs in a relationship. you never thought somebody could love you, much less love you with their whole being, overtaking their soul with love and absolute adoration for you and only you... but he proved to you everyday that it is true; it is possible to be loved. he showed it in ways you never even fathomed could be shown to you. the way he worshipped you, how he looked at you as if you were his angel sent straight from heaven, how he praises you every chance he gets. the way he touches you, gets down on his knees for you, says your name like a prayer. he wants to protect you. he wants to make you feel safe during your bad days. he knows, he understands, and all he wants to do is make sure you know how loved and safe you are with him. he is in love with you. and he swears there's nobody else who could ever make the blood coursing through his veins catch fire the way you can.

#ricky bowen #ricky bowen x reader #hsmtmts #joshua bassett #drabble #reader insert

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annabeautistic · 2 months

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Missing Joshua Bassett right now.

How is he?

Is he doing okay?

Is he happy?

Is he eating well?

Anyway, I'm on a hyperfocus on HSMTMTS, and I got a fanfiction on AO3 called "A Thing Called Love"!

Please, go read it anytime! It's great, I swear!

#ricky bowen #joshua bassett #hsm the series #hsmtmts #ricky x reader

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perfectlywrongformend3s · 1 year

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Surprising Fans-Joshua Bassett

A/n: I got this idea from when Josh went to I think someplace in New York. And I really wish I could meet him, plus see him sing live.

-Samantha

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I was hanging around the hotel room waiting for Josh to get out of the shower. We were in New York just for vacation and Josh thought it would be a great idea to hang out with his fans.

" Josh, you almost done there!" I shouted

I heard him let out a laugh. " Yes, I'm just putting clothes on. Be out in a second."

I sighed and went over to my vans to put them on. I was just about to tie my laces when I heard the door open. I looked over my shoulder to see Josh walking out with wet hair and just black jeans on. I really didn't know I was staring until Josh said...

" Baby, Y/n. Are you good over there or is my chest distracting you."

I felt myself blush, so I looked down to tie my shoes, when I heard Josh laughing at how easily I got embraced by his teasing. " Hey Y/n, we really have to start heading down to town square." he asked " Yeah." I responded back

I stood up and grabbed some last minute things while Josh was on his phone. I looked at him confused. He just smiled at me. I think he was letting the fans know about are surprise meet and greet. I was super pumped to meet everyone.

Joshua's POV

I was walking to town square with Y/n/n and I could tell she was really excited to see the fans. It made me really happy that the fans loved and adored her. She glanced over at me and saw that I was already looking at her. She gave me a look. " What?"

I just shook my head and grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.

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I could hear the fans all shouting and talking among themselves so I knew we were close. I could feel Y/n's hand shake a little so I gave it a squeeze to comfort her. She smiled and leaned up to Kiss the side of my neck. " Omg! Josh!" the fans shouted

The both of us let out giggles. We pulled our hands away to say hello to everyone. " Josh, I love you so much." I smiled and told her I loved her too. She then turned to Y/n/n and asked, " can I get a hug?" I saw Y/n's eyes water and immediately pulled the fan into her embrace. I smiled at the site and then continued talking to them.

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Your POV

I was sitting on the ledge of the fountain with some fans while we were watching Josh sing some of his songs. I felt a gentle tap on my knee and saw a young girl on the ground. I smiled and said, " Yes?" She smiled " I was just wondering if we could take a picture together." I nodded my head, so we both got into our poses and she took the picture. After she took the picture the rest of the girls wanted photos as well. After I was done with the last pictures I went back to admiring Josh.

Third Person POV

What the two didn't know was that the fans were secretly taking photos of them. Some of the pictures were of them admiring each other and other things the fan's thought were adorable.

Your POV

I was now dancing around with fans while Josh was singing. Some of the fans gave me gifts, mostly like bracelets. I started giggling because Josh was trying to copy our moves while still singing. He looked at me and smiled with a wink, which got the fans screaming. The both of us just laughed at their reactions.

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It was starting to get late so Josh and I started to bid the fans goodbye. We were about to walk off before one of the fans asked if she could take a picture with us. We nodded and let her get in between us while one of her friends took the picture. After that we waved and started making our way back to the hotel.

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We were now lying in the bed while looking through all the tagged photos. I smiled when I saw a photo of me just admiring Josh. I liked it and commented with a heart and a smiley face. " What's got you all smiling?" Josh said

I smiled and showed him the picture that a fan took of me. " Awe." he said

He then pulled into his side and kissed the top of my head. I then kissed the side of his neck. The both of us continued to look at the pictures giggling, smiling, and admiring all of them. Josh's fans are so sweet. I can't wait to meet more of them, I then nuzzled into Josh more which made him wrap his arm tighter around me.

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I know I know this one is shorter than my normal ones. I just really couldn't think of anything else to write in it. I hope it's enjoyable and somewhat good. Thank you so much to everyone who's reading my stories, I really appreciate the comments that some of you write. Um I guess please enjoy this one.

-Samantha

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