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zylice · 6 months

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Abuse in the Loki Show

* Physical and sexual abuse: The main male character was stripped without his consent after being violently subdued, kidnapped and imprisoned. He got bent over a table by a physically stronger female character (B-15) making it look like he was about to be sexually assaulted. He was repeatedly kicked whilst already down, thrown around into things, knocked around and strangled by a much larger and stronger male. There was also a scene where a female character stood over his unconscious body looking like she was going to take advantage of him (Sylvie) who also bit, kneed and elbowed him causing him to clutch himself in pain. He was repeatedly hit, punched and kicked in the balls by another female character (Sif) and lastly he was kissed without giving consent (Sylvie). Another male character (Mobius) was pushed violently onto the ground by his female ‘superior’ (Ravonna.) There was also blatant violence against women such as B-15 punching Sylvie into the ground making her clutch herself and gasp in extreme pain. In the second season, Sylvie blasts the main male character into the ground quite brutally in the third episode. She also brutally hits another female character (Ravonna) in the stomach and kicks her through a time door in the same episode. Sylvie physically assaults the main male character in the final episode of season 2, two of the main male characters exploit a female character Sylvie in the final episode of season 2.

* Bullying, mental and psychological abuse: The main male character (Loki) is shown traumatising footage of events that happened in his life while his captor (Mobius) tells him how bad he is and brings up MORE abusive events and tells him how unimportant he is.

* He was put into a ‘torture time loop’ by his captor (Mobius) where he repeatedly got physically and verbally abused (kicking in the balls, hitting, punching and bullying about ‘deserving to be alone’) by not ‘staying in line’ by the organisation. A female character (Sylvie) leads on the main male character and manipulates him, sexually abuses him, blames and bullies him for all the issues that SHE created and stops him from trying to do the right thing!

* Nazi Symbolism:

- Stripped prisoners without consent.

- Force them to work for you or kill and torture them. Some of the torture methods include being ‘subdued’ and ‘gassed’ inside of a cube.

- Subdue, abuse, restrain, strip and beat them into submission in order to brainwash them, erase their memories and give them ‘Stockholm syndrome’ and ‘befriend’ their abusers (Mobius, B-15)

*Part Two: https://www.tumblr.com/zylice/733670791922778112/abuse-in-the-loki-show-pt-2

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roguestorm · 3 months

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if emma frost had to do the crucible for whatever reason, who would she choose to kill her? 🤔 def not scott or jean or logan. maybe ororo. maaaaybe kitty?

GOD great question. The Crucible is so vulnerable not just because this person is killing you but because this person is killing you in front of an audience. I think it’s the audience thing that counts out both Scott and Jean - Emma’s got to be sensitive about how those would be perceived.

The Cuckoos are an option. I don’t think Emma would think about how fucked up it is for her to ask her own clones to kill her, but again. the optics.

Ororo is an option (because there’s no shame in losing to Storm), and perhaps Emma would feel better having it be someone that she has less history with. Still history! But not quite as much. Illyana is also a possibility, because they’re close but not too close.

Angelica is a fun possibility but maybe not a realistic one.

I think narratively if it had happened in the comics, Kitty would be the right answer. It fits in so well with their story, and it could add so much.

But I also feel like maybe Emma might go for Ororo instead.

#Emma asks Ororo to do it but uhhhh handwavey stuff happens and Storm’s not available #so Emma in her last desperate moment turns to Kitty #that’s how I’d do it #asks #sylvie #ch: of course i'm a threat #also I think the audience thing doesn’t matter for everyone who does the crucible #but it REALLY matters to Emma like she particularly I think would be concerned

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khorai · 5 months

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How do you feel about the Loki series?

I feel mixed…

Like, I LOVED both seasons overall. Loki has always been my favorite character in the MCU (and my favorite male character in general) and it was amazing to actually see him live for himself for once in his long life. I loved watching him build relationships, make new acquaintances, see him… fall in love hesitantly, it was great.

His relationship with Mobius is one of the best: they went from reluctant allies - slash mentor/student - to best friends and the way their relationship evolves throughout the two seasons… I just want to cry.

The fact that their relationship started from a transactional base to end up turning into a sincere concern for each other's well-being delights me in every way.

Loki has not often experienced this in his life - people who really care about him and understand him, who see beyond his smug smile and cynical attitude -

I liked the fact that the series made Mobius' character a sort of catalyst for Loki. With each interaction with him, Loki is confronted with his past mistakes and shows signs of personal growth and questioning and it's more than fantastic because you can really see Mobius' effect on him.

He understands him at a level that few people have done before.

They form quite a striking thematic contrast actually because if Loki represents chaos and unpredictability due to his nature, Mobius represents order and structure. They complement each other in the most unexpected way possible and as far as I'm concerned, it was really fascinating to see.

As for Sylvie… her character is a real stroke of genius.

She's Loki but without being Loki. They look alike (really) but at the same time are different on so many levels that sometimes, I found myself wondering if she was really his variant (well after that, this question disappeared as quickly as it had arrived because some of her actions literally screamed Loki).

At first when she appeared, I wasn't really enthusiastic about her after hearing the whole "female version of Loki" thing, especially since she was first introduced to us as an antagonist and I thought they were going to do the same thing to us as with Loki in the Avengers. In short, I didn't like her character that much.

I quickly changed my mind.

Sylvie may be a variant of Loki but she is not Loki. She has her own story, her own motives for fighting the TVA. Sylvie acts as a mirror for him, reflecting both their similarities and differences. She embodies what Loki could have been if he had taken different paths in his life.

The relationship she shares with Loki is complex, electric even I would say. It is sometimes antagonistic and sometimes… friendly (and sometimes something more that isn't really love in my opinion but close) It was actually in their interaction that I realized how different they are and it was… good?

As for a potential romantic relationship between the two, honestly I'm not really surprised. I was expecting something like this to be honest because it fits their personality. I mean… it's Loki.

It may sound narcissistic but who better than Loki to love Loki?

I don't even understand why people are so upset about it.

As for the ending however…

Yes but no, I don't agree.

I wanted to see my boy happy surrounded by people he loves and who love him back, not turned into a fucking tree and alone in the universe.

He may have become the god of the multiverse but at what cost? His happiness?

If that was the “glorious purpose“ planned for him, I would have preferred he didn't accomplish it at all.

The worst part is that they gave me hope, at one point I really believed that the end could be a happy end where everyone is happy but I forgot that I was talking about Marvel studio, known for their unhealthy obsession with dramatic endings 💀

Of course, I don't hate the series and I don't think the ending is bad or anything like that (the ending stayed true to the plot and Loki's character)

I'm just… not in agreement.

It may be my fan heart speaking but when I get attached to a character, my greatest wish for them is that they be happy.

I don't really care if it would have made him "less interesting", I just wanted him to have his happy ending.

And this ending… wasn't one.

My boy deserved better and it still hurts my heart to think of him all alone out there in the middle of nowhere, sacrificing himself for those he loves.

So yeah, this series - or at least the end - leaves me feeling mixed…

#ask #anon ask #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #sylvie laufeydottir #lokie series #I have the impression that my answer concerns more the characters than the plot

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turianosauruswrex · 6 months

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sometimes you have a dnd session that is so good,

#crying over sylvie's gang rn #she saw her tentative goddess's true form for the first time. she'd never even spoken to her goddess at all #haeata trusted her without question when a Wish was on the line #everyone is so concerned with her sanity which is both very funny and heartbreaking #god i play with some GOOD rpers #texts from the void #emily plays dnd

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dopemonkshit · 6 months

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craziest thing my dog has barked at: the MOON

#i am dying laughing #it is really big and bright tonight but still #lil girl is concerned about the giant glowing circle in the sky #and honestly who wouldn't be #sylvie the puppy #nancy talks

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asuraid · 2 years

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who are you? ⸻ i’m you but stronger

smoll revamp/redraw of my very first artwork of sylvie LMAO, march 2021 vs august 2022 ... both my art style and their Beefiness has changed. their past version still looks like the left version, but if they donned the outfit in the present, it’d look like the right version

#genshin impact #genshin impact oc #original character #digital art #my art #my ocs #sylvie #i gotta get out of the habit of posting on my rp blog first w/art #esp concerning them #10 #20 #50

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sylvctica · 1 year

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@viigilant said:

Stares at them..

"... why are you looking at me like that ..."

#[ XIAO PLS FHSDNFDSHF ]#[ they are doing a concern ]#SYLVIE // COMMENTARY.#viigilant

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roetrolls · 2 years

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He isn't a good person, Sylvie.

How many other circuses has he destroyed since then? His own kind?

"I have never tried to claim that he is perfect... But he is good to his own. Why... Why should he share camaraderie with other troupes? Their blood? Their occupation? This is how things are.

What Emarra does outside of our show is not something I should have an opinion on. He treats me well... He treats all of us well. That is what matters."

#besties idk how to explain to you that uhh #she's not concerned with his morals #so much as. whether he will keep her and the people around her safe #being content with her lot in life is like #it's a coping strat bruv #sylvie ic #an ask tag (happy chase?)

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efoyisk · 6 months

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me but what if i stopped interacting with the general fandom outside of writing

#it's exhausting being here actually #from people doubting loki still #to people saying shit like oh loki enslaved himself for sylvie #no he didnt #not once does he put sylvie in the centre of his motivations #his concern has always been existence and its survival #refusing to kill a version of himself is not some grand act of romance #sylvie has done nothing for him except put more weight on his shoulders and influence him negatively #in fact he could do great without her #she does nothing except create obstacles #which would be great if it was recognised #and not somehow refurbished as some epic romance???#either literacy is dying or i dont fucking know #the only person you can put at the centre of this if you really want to is mobius #then b 15 casey and o.b come afterwards #sylvie had gone her merry way #trying to romanticise this impossible sacrifice loki made and painting it as a love letter to sylvie #who has done nothing except belittle him and push him down is just sad #loki's world does not revolve around sylvie #but it does revolve around his friends #and guess what #it also revolves around mobius #anti sylvie #anti sylki #tw loki spoilers #tw loki season 2 spoilers #i genuinely cannot tell how you can value loki as a character but then turn around and endorse this pair or make it out to be something goo #for loki #when it isnt #im sorry but i need to let this out somewhere

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dailymarvelstudios · 7 months

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@giftober2023 | Day #18: Romance / Sylvie's concern for Loki.

#marvel #loki #loki series #lokiedit #marveledit #laurianne #sylki #thorakgae #userelenagilbert #giftober2023 #marveladdicts #marvelgifs #dailymarvelgifs #dailyavengers #mcuchallenge #*gifs

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crvptidgf · 7 months

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Too Hard

Hazel Callahan x Reader (fluff)

➸ summary: hazel underestimates her strength, and hits you a little too hard during one of the meetings

➸ warnings/notes: mentions of blood and being hit/punched

➸ requested?: yes! ↴

- could you write a hazel x reader where she punches reader a little too hard during one of the club's meetings and tries to help her

word count: 1.2k

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THIS WASN’T YOUR first club meeting - quite the opposite, in fact. You were one of the first people to join after PJ and Josie sold you this whole story about how there was such little female solidarity at the school (which was true). Yet when you arrived, you never expected to watch Josie break PJ’s nose.

There had been a sort of induction day but when Isabel and Brittany joined, it all changed. PJ insisted on body-contact - hands on fighting. You guys hadn’t yet learned any basics but you knew better than to question it.

So here you were now, standing inside the circle of girls as they all cheered you on. Hazel was paired up with you, which you couldn’t complain about.

You had seen her around school before and obviously noticed how attractive she was. The only problem now was that you couldn’t concentrate on the fight, much less bring yourself to make the first move.

How could anyone have the heart to hit such a pretty face? You sure didn’t.

You both circled each other, too nervous to hit first. Mind completely occupied by the brunette in front of you, you completely forgot to dodge her punch. She quickly jabbed you in the stomach, making you stumble backwards.

Groaning, you regained your composure as you put your fists up to cover your face. Sylvie was screaming at one of you to make another move, and this sprung you quickly into action. Sweeping your leg under Hazel’s feet, you knocked her to the ground before jumping onto her and pinning her down. You weren’t quite sure what to do now, so you kind of just stared at her stupidly.

Her breaths were heavy as she stared into your eyes, her gaze momentarily flickering to your parted lips. Your breath fanned her face and you couldn’t help but notice how cute she looked all flustered and panting.

In one swift movement, she pulled her arm from your grasp and swung straight into your nose before flipping you over onto your back. Eyes tearing up, you felt another sharp punch to your cheekbone before finally deciding to give up. As much as you liked having her on top of you, you’re pretty sure you heard a crack somewhere in those punches.

You lay on the ground for a few more seconds, causing Hazel to win. The girls clapped and whooped, congratulating her.

She looked down at you, making a note of how shallow your breaths were. There seemed to be a lot of blood pooling on the floor beneath you, pouring out of your nose at a rapid rate. Hazel held out her hand as she pulled you up, a concerned look on her face.

“Are you okay? Did I hit you too hard?”

Pinching your nose, your eyes scrunched up in pain. “A little. That’s the whole point though, right?”

You tilted your head back slightly so that you could stop any more blood from leaving your body. “Good fight,” you said sincerely as you shook her hand and began to turn around.

“Wait!”

You faced her again, seeing from your peripheral that another fight had already started. Ignoring it, you waited for Hazel to speak. As much as you liked talking to her you really hoped it would be a fast conversation. You had already lost enough blood as it is, and your face was in excruciating pain.

“Yeah?” you asked, your voice nasally from the grip on your nose.

“Let me take you to the bathroom. The least I can do is help you clean up.”

Due to your head basically facing the ceiling you missed the adorable blush that dusted across her cheeks as you nodded to her offer. In all honesty you kind of hoped she would come help you. She was incredibly kind and caring, so it was no surprise.

Her hand rested on your lower back as she lead you through the gym, careful to not let you walk into anything.

Your heart rate picked up immensely. I mean your crush was just casually holding you by the waist and helping you clean your wounds. What could be more nerve-wracking than that?

Leaning against the edge of the sink, you finally let go of your nostrils. The feeling of dry blood crusting on the inside of your nose felt disgusting but you ignored it. Instead you watched as Hazel expertly wet some paper towels under the cold water.

Her hands were almost as attractive as she was. Silver rings adorned her slim fingers, and you wished you could feel them against your bare skin; holding onto your thigh, your waist.

The cold dab of the paper ripped you from your fantasy, causing you to wince at the unexpected action.

“Sorry,” mumbled Hazel as she immediately began to slow her movements. She was patient with you, gently wiping away all the dried blood. Your chests were incredibly close to touching, especially with the way her hand landed on the sink behind you as she held herself up against it. Encased in her arms, you tried to calm your breathing, gulping as you watched her eyes travel across your face.

“All done.”

Your words seemed to be stuck in your throat as you became painfully aware that she was still leaning over you. Sucking in a breath, you decided that it was now or never.

“Hazel?” you muttered, barely even hearing yourself.

You couldn’t keep hopelessly pining after her; at least if you made a move you would know whether it was worth being hung up on her or not.

Her brows furrowed as she looked at you, both of her hands now leaning on the sink. Eyes concentrated on your face, you felt frozen. She was impossibly close.

All you could muster to say was, “Kiss me.”

Hazel was visibly shocked by your request. Yet she didn’t decline, nor did she back away. Instead her lips parted as she took in your words. “Are you sure?” she whispered, her lips already leaning towards you as if she was a magnet being pulled to a piece of metal.

You nodded a bit too quickly before grabbing the collar of her shirt and meeting her in the middle. A sigh of relief left your mouth as Hazel kissed back feverishly, her left hand coming up to rest on your hip, rubbing soft circles onto the exposed part of your skin. Your body subconsciously arched into her, digging your fingers through her hair as she grabbed at your waist with both hands now, pressing your body into hers desperately.

Pulling away, her mouth chased yours as her eyes were still glued shut, not being able to get enough of you. She breathed heavily as she rested her head on your forehead, giving you both a chance to catch your breath.

“Wow,” was all she could say.

Giggling, you pulled back, your hands still playing with the hair at the nape of her neck.

“How about we do that again, but on a real date this time?” you asked. “I don’t think cleaning my broken nose is the most romantic first date story.”

Hazel let out a snort, nodding her head.

“Yeah. That sounds good.”

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#hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan #hazel callahan x you #bottoms hazel #bottoms movie #bottoms 2023 #bottoms film #ruby cruz

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katherines-imagines · 7 months

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Her Pretty Girl

pairings: hazel callahan x reader

warnings: insults, stupid Jeff, bad writing

summary: Hazel’s girlfriend calls her Pretty Girl every time.

It was the day after the game, and the fight club planned a celebratory meeting for saving the day. As the girls filed in, Hazel and her girlfriend walked in hand and hand. As everyone got seated, Josie spoke up.

“Well, that was some pretty fucked up shit.” The girls nodded at the statement. They had killed, after headcount, all of the football players. Collectively, they had decided to never mention that part.

“Fuck yeah, we slayed those players,” Sylvie yelled aggressively. The girls laughed and nodded, high-fiving each other.

“Yo where’s the snacks,” PJ asked confused. A gasp came from Hazel’s side, their heads turned towards the sounds.

“I am so sorry, I left it in my last class,” Y/N apologized. “I’ll go grab it.” She stood up, hand leaving Hazels.

“Do you want me to go,” Hazel asked sweetly. Shaking her head, Y/N smiled in appreciation.

“Thank you, but I’ve got it pretty girl, love ya” Y/N said, leaving a small kiss on her cheek before leaving the gym. As Hazel’s eyes followed Y/N’s leaving figure, she heard a snicker come from PJ.

“Gosh, what kind of nickname was that,” PJ asked rudely. Holding back an eye roll, Hazel turned to PJ before answering.

“The nickname a lover gives. I know you wouldn’t know, so I’m glad I could clear it up for you,” Hazel said with a smirk. The girls laughed as PJ blushed in embarrassment. If Hazel was being honest with herself, she was still upset with PJ. Yes, she had said she forgiven her, but she had just wanted to get it over with. Originally, Hazel had felt guilty, but Y/N had told her that she had no reason to be, going on about how PJ was a ‘stupid bitch’.

“No, but really,” PJ interrupted Hazel’s thoughts. “Why in the hell does she call you that?” All the girls turned to Hazel, ready for the story. Hazel opened her mouth to speak before she paused. When had Y/N start calling her pretty girl? Blinking, Hazel thought about when it had started.

“Well,” Hazel started. “For as long as I can remember knowing her, she’s always called me pretty girl.” They had gotten together during summer, their first ‘official date’ had been the festival, the day before school. “She always called me hun, like she does to everyone she cares.” The girls nodded in agreement. Everyone who was everyone knew that when talking with people she cared about, she always called them by their name, and hun. “Sometimes she called me sweets,” Hazel added. Huh, Y/N really did call her by lots of pet names.

“But we wanna know why she calls you pretty girl,” Annie said impatiently.

“Yeah, come on,” Isabel agreed, holding Josie’s hand. Hazel rolled her eyes playfully at the impatience from the group.

“Seriously, I don’t remember-” Hazel stopped mid sentence.

“What,” Brittany asked. Hazel did remember.

“It was the beginning of freshman year..”

It was a normal day. As usual, Jeff was being a dick and pushing Hazel around. Hazel kept her head down, if she kept her mouth shut, the bullying would be over faster. Everyone usually ignored Jeff’s bullying, hoping to stay out of his trail of fear. Not Y/N though.

“Your so ugly,” Jeff said with cruelty. Hazel winced subtly. That definitely did not help with her self esteem.

“You shut your mouth,” a voice said, stepping in front of Hazel. The person put themself in between her and Jeff. It was her darling Y/N. Well, not her Y/N, at least not at the time, but Hazel still liked her. “She is the prettiest, gorgeous, most stunning girl in school, hell, in the whole freaking world!” From what Hazel could see from behind, she could hear and see her fuming.

“Ugh,” Jeff whined. “No fun, this is too much work.” Jeff snapped for his goonies to follow him out, not wanting to do extra work. As he left, Y/N turned to Hazel with concern.

“Hey, are you ok,” she asked softly. No one had every spoken so kindly to Hazel, and it didn’t help the fact that she was gorgeous.

“I-I’m ok,” Hazel stuttered back, avoiding eye contact. Suddenly two hands grabbed her face and brought it near Y/N’s face. Too close. Hazel couldn’t help the blush coming onto her face.

“He is wrong, Haze. You are not ugly,” Y/N said firmly. Haze laughed sarcastically, looking away from Y/N.

“It’s ok, I know I’m not the prettiest,” Hazel tried to play off, but Y/N would not hear anymore of that. Y/N held Hazel’s face firmer, forcing Hazel to look at her.

“Listen here, Hazel Callahan. You are the most stunning, gorgeous, most dazzling girl I’ve ever met. You, are a very pretty girl.” Y/N was fully prepared to continue to rant, but she noticed tears in Hazel’s eyes. “Haze,” she said softly, wiping away her tears. “I will tell you every day, of what a pretty girl you are until you believe me. And I’ll continue to tell you, even after that.” Hazel couldn’t stop a few tears slip past her eyes.

“Do you really mean that,” Hazel asked softly. Nodding, Y/N pulled the crying girl into a hug.

“Of course, pretty girl.” That was the day Hazel realized that she loved Y/N. She wanted to be girlfriends.

“And since then, she’s been calling me pretty girl,” Hazel said, wiping her eyes. Some tears had slipped while recalling the beautiful moment. She had never taken Jeff’s words to heart, but hearing Y/N fighting for her to know she was pretty? It meant the world to her. A loud sob broke the silence causing Hazel to snap out of her thoughts. The group was crying, moved by her darling Y/N.

“That was too fucking cute,” Sylvie cried. Hazel nodded, a loving smile on her face.

“I’m not gay, but I would date her if she was single,” Brittany added. The gym doors opened to show the center of attention herself, Y/N.

“Hey, I brought all the snacks,” Y/N said, motioning to the wagon full of snacks she was wheeling. The girls gave a collective ‘awe’, leaving a confused look on the girl’s face. Hazel walked towards Y/N to help bring the snacks. “Thank you, pretty girl,” Y/N smiled sweetly. The girls screamed at the reference, leaving a confused look on Y/N’s face. Hazel couldn’t help it, she grabbed her girlfriend and kissed her, getting kissed back with vigor. When Hazel pulled back, Y/N gave a dazed look of love. “What was that for, pretty girl?”

“Nothing, just wanted to kiss you,” Hazel said nonchalantly. Blushing, Y/N looked away and started unpacking the snacks. As Hazel stared at her girlfriend while PJ walked up to her.

“You’re really whipped, huh,” PJ elbowed Hazel knowingly. Hazel hummed in agreement. She was head over heals for Y/N. “You’re her pretty girl, aren’t ya?”

Yes. Hazel was her pretty girl.

A/N: I actually liked this one a lot. Hope you all liked this one! If you have any requests, please send them :)

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan imagines #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan imagine #bottoms x reader #bottoms movie

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jo6hny · 1 month

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She got my heartbeat. Skipping down 16th Avenue - Hazel Callahan

Pairing: College student! Hazel Callahan x College student! Reader

Contains: fluff, hazel being woozy from meds, mentions of beating PJ up (i love her this was for the plot), somewhat idiots very in love, kissing!!!

Summary: Based on this request.

Word Count: 2.3K

A/N: yay i managed to post this week! Onto the next request. Also, let me know if you’d like to be tagged onto future Hazel oneshots :) !

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“What the fuck happened?!” You exclaimed, barging into Hazel’s hospital room.

Sylvie and the rest of the girls were there by her bedside, earnestly looking after the injured girl. They give you a look of pity and guilt. Everyone knew how protective you could get of your best friend.

“Pretty girl, hello!” Hazel slurred, jolting upwards into a sitting position. Her heart rate monitor was spiking. She had taken several medications for her injuries and it made her loopy and out of her mind most of the time.

Sylvie gently pushes her back down and interrupts Hazel. “Hey, she kind of got into a fight.”

“Kind of?” You interject, your arms flailing in panic. Hazel looked like shit. Her lip was busted and her eye swollen. To add to this, her face had been colored purple and blue from several bruises around her face. The sight of her made your heartache and made you want to coddle the brunette.

“We’re sorry this happened,” Isabel started, making her way to you. “It’s just that PJ and Josie tricked all of us into the fight club and Hazel had to fight the big guy. It’s a super long story.”

“I’m gonna fucking kill PJ.” You muttered, feeling your eye twitch and your blood boil. You had never liked her, she had always left a bad taste in your mouth. It baffled you why Hazel always spoke so highly of her. Josie, you could get it. She was nice albeit awkward but she was never mean spirited like PJ was.

“Noo not good, pretty. Bad.” Hazel interrupted. Even in her disheveled state she was defending PJ. It stung and you felt a sense of dejection. But you pushed it aside as you realize that you needed to step up and take care of her because no one else will. Hazel’s mom was vacationing god knows where and her dad was out of the picture a long time ago. She only had you.

Making your way to her, the girls parted and offered you a seat beside her hospital bed. You had noticed that her heart rate monitor was incredibly high but figured that it was the leftover adrenaline from what ensued.

“Hey Haze,” You whisper, voice cracking. “I’m gonna get you home, okay?”

“Pretty girl going to take care ‘me?” She asked, she was slurring her words and it came out kind of whiny.

A shy smile spread across your face. She had never called you pretty girl before. Sure, she was never shy of compliments but never outright like this. It made you wonder if there were truth to her words.

You nodded, taking her hand. “Of course, Haze.”

“Dude your heart rate keeps going up, I’m gonna call a nurse.” Sylvie observed, taking Isabel with her to get someone. She was genuinely concerned for Hazel, her heart rate kept going up especially when you came around which she found weird.

“‘M face hurts.” Hazel said. Her breathing was shallow and she could barely open one eye.

“I’m so sorry this happened to you, Haze.” You replied, rubbing her hand with your thumb. This was something you often did whenever you were nervous or apologetic. In return, Hazel would squeeze yours back three times as if to say it’s okay. At least that’s what you thought.

The girls came back to the room with the nurse they found to assist Hazel. She was tall and looked kind. Almost reminiscent of Hazel’s mom without the flashy jewelry and short hair.

“You say her heart rate was spiking?” The nurse asked, closely looking at her heart rate monitor.

Sylvie nodded and pointed to you. “Yeah it started going up when she arrived.”

The nurse looked at you with curiosity in her eyes and then she spotted your interlocked hands. The tips of her mouth perked up and her gaze glinted with mischief.

“Huh,” She started, looking at you with a teasing gaze. “Must be leftover adrenaline from the fight.”

“That’s what I thought so too.” You replied, feeling confident in your answer. It didn’t cross your mind to think that she might be hinting at something else. Why would she? She was a stranger and friends held hands all the time. Though, your heart rate definitely didn’t feel fast whenever you're holding other people’s hands, only with Hazel.

“Sure.” The nurse said, turning her back from you. Her tone was sarcastic and it baffled you. But you brushed it aside, choosing to put your attention to Hazel instead.

After some more checking, the nurse ruled out anything dangerous but told Hazel to be careful. And as her primary caretaker, you took it upon yourself to talk to the Nurse too. Just to find out what to do and when you could take your bestfriend home. The lady was nice enough to supply all the correct answers but not without sly remarks about “taking good care of your girlfriend”. Whatever that meant. Finally, she told you that Hazel would be able to go home tomorrow which gave you relief. It was gonna be hard work but you weren’t complaining as it was Hazel you were pouring your care onto.

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Back at your dorm, Hazel occupies her side of the room and is slumped against her bed. Despite her wounds healing, she hadn’t been quite active; not like herself at all. You’d blamed the meds that the doctor prescribed, as well as the bruise the altercation might have left on her ego.

“You look really pretty today.” Hazel said, complimenting you. This was her 10th compliment of the day and she didn’t show any signs of stopping. Again, something you blamed the meds on. She was all loopy and hallucinating. You didn’t look pretty at all today, body adorned with just a regular hoodie and sweatpants.

“Mhm, sure Haze. Thank you.” You reply, sitting on her bed and taking out the supplies needed to tend to her wounds.

Facing her, you inch closer towards your best friend and take a good look before reaching for her bruise medication. Her face still looked splotchy because of the bruises, but certainly better.

“Thank you for taking care of me, I owe you a lot, pretty.” she mumbled, her one non swollen eye looking at you with affection. Hazel might have been on medication but she meant every compliment that came out of her mouth. In a way she was glad for it because it enables her to voice out her thoughts about you.

“It’s okay. I would take care of you any day.” You reassure her, giving her a smile. It still breaks your heart whenever you recall what happened to her. She deserved so much better, especially after you learned about the argument her and PJ had prior to the fight. You wanted to beat the shit out of PJ so bad but restrained yourself because you knew that Hazel wouldn’t forgive you. But still, you can’t help but glare and stick your middle finger up at her whenever you pass each other by at the halls.

“I’m gonna beat PJ up as payback for what happened to you, I swear to god.” You added, your voice was shaky.

“Don’t.” Hazel replied, taking your hand in hers. She did it again, squeezed your hand thrice. It made your heart flutter. But at the same time, it saddened you how much she defended PJ.

“Don’t defend her, Haze. She’s the reason you got hurt.” You reply defensively, intertwining your hand with hers. If you had a heart rate monitor at home, Hazel’s would have skyrocketed right now. She was praying that her pulse didn’t give anything away but you seemed to be distracted by the hate you had for her friend.

“I’m not,” She started, staring her one eye at you. “It’s just that you’re too good for that, beautiful.”

“Stop that.” You whisper, avoiding eye contact. You decide to distract yourself by opening up the treatment for her bruises and applying it onto her.

“Stop what?”

“You know, complimenting me. You’re too loopy from the meds.”

Hazel shakes her head, interrupting you from treating her wound. “That’s not true.”

“Yes it is. I mean, you have been doing the same since the hospital.” You retort, trying to evade Hazel’s attempt at knocking at your heart. It wasn’t working, of course. Her admittance of her affection for you made you feel loopy.

“It might have started at the hospital but it doesn’t mean that it isn’t true. I do think you’re beautiful and kind and gorgeous and the best person in the world.” She rambled on, listing positive things about you.

The brunette’s confession shocked you, leading you to push down a bit harder on her bruise as you applied her medication.

“Ow!” Hazel exclaimed, it felt like her bruise would resurface with the pressure you put on her face.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” You reply, frantically caressing her face as to apologize for accidentally hurting her.

“It’s okay.” Hazel mumbled, bringing a hand up to her cheek. “Kinda hurts though.”

“I’m really sorry. I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”

Hazel’s eyebrows perk up at your offer. The cogs in her mind were working overtime and she was going to take a leap at what she was going to do but it would all be worth it.

“I know how you can make it up to me.” She led on, a small smirk displayed on her face. She couldn’t quite smile as there were cuts on her lips that disabled her from doing so.

“How?” You cocked your head to the side, curious to what her demands were. You felt really bad. To be fair, Hazel surprised you and she couldn’t just do that so suddenly, not when your hands were on her face. She knew how reactive you could get.

“A kiss.” She beamed, proud of herself.

You stare at her, bewildered.

“We need to get you off those meds.” You mumble, putting away her ointment. This was you trying to hide your face that was sporting a blush. You could feel the warmth spread past your countenance and through your body.

“I’m serious!” Hazel flailed, sitting upright. She had never been more serious in her entire life. She could come off as goofy most of the time but never with you. She had always tried her best whenever she was with you. You deserve the best things in life and she knew this.

“Alright okay.” You caved, positioning yourself closer to her so that it was easier for your lips to attach themselves to her wounds.

“Really?” The blue eyed girl questioned. She didn’t think she’d get this far.

You hummed in response and made your way forwards, pressing a chaste kiss on the apple of her cheek right where the bruise was starting to shift colors. And then you planted another towards her swollen eye, careful not to put any pressure. Then, your lips found its ways towards hers. You hover over her lips, not quite sure if you should continue.

“Please kiss me.” Hazel whispered, feeling a bit pathetic at her plea. But then again, this was all she ever wanted. To be near you and feel you. And if she were honest, she’d get beat up a thousand times again if it meant being under your tender care.

At this, you press your lips onto hers. You were careful not to press too hard as you minded the cuts she obtained from the fight. But still, you kissed her with much love and yearning. With all of the pent up feelings you had for your best friend. She tasted like skittles. The only thing she’d enthusiastically eat during these past few days that she’d rested.

“Do you feel better now?” You ask, parting your lips from hers. The beating of your heart was loud and you could physically feel your heart thump against your chest.

“Well,” She said, as if in deep thought. “I think you need to kiss me more, to be honest. I don’t feel too well.”

You laugh at her attempt to convince you to kiss her again. It worked, though. Obviously. But it was just so…Hazel. So authentically her.

“Oh no!” You feigned worry, playing along. “We wouldn’t want that.”

“No. Not at all.” Hazel shook her head. She took her spare hand and wrapped it around your waist.

Leaning in once again, you take a moment to examine her features. The contrast of her sharp features against the violent splotches of purple and green and beige. She looked beautiful. Right then and there you swore that you’d protect her. Never let anything like this happen again. Protect her against the stupid football guy, PJ, anyone.

“What are you thinking of?” Hazel asked, breaking you out of your trance.

“How good you look. And how I’m totally gonna kick that football guy and PJ’s ass.” You reply, earning a groan from your best friend.

“More kissing, less kicking ass, please.” She pleaded.

“Alright okay.” You laughed, connecting your lips to hers again. You weren’t sure where this left the both of you. If it meant that you two were together now. You made a mental note to bring this up to her once you two finish making out.

Hazel on the other hand, was elated. She had to personally thank her nurse and doctor for prescribing her meds that made her more loopy as hell but confident. She couldn’t believe it! She was kissing her best friend and long time crush all because of some stupid meds that got rid of her shyness. Hazel was going to enjoy this, she thought. And she also thought about how she was going to scream everything out into the world. How she finally got her girl and how lucky she felt.

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