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matchesarelit · 9 months

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MatchesAreLit Masterlist

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Dark Matter

Three

The Bridge* (small imagine)

Bunking

Meeting back up with the crew of the Raza but with their new crew members there’s only one bed left at the end of the night.

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Ghostbusters-CU

Lars Pinfield

Just us

Lars has invited you over to the lab before, so why is it awkward today?

Scientists of an Absurd Field

You visit the lab and as always the air is full of condescending words and unspoken compliments.

Workplace Attire (small imagine)

In the aftermath of Garraka Lars makes his way back to the lab... You are just a little amused at the state he's in.

Zookeeper

The only thing left for the day was feeding the ghosts their dinner... Lars is there and ready to help, help keep you company that is.

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Oscar’s hotel

Oliver

Oscar’s Protégé (tiny imagine)

Capabilities (tiny imagine)

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Rusty Lake

Jakob\Mr Owl

The Gardening Job (small imagine)

David

Research (small imagine)

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Friday Night Dinner

Johnny

Adam’s Bestie*

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Lucifer

Lucifer Morningstar

Back With A Badge, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, (INDEFINATE HIATUS)

Detective Hatch is reunited with a friend when she is transferred to LA but what will happen when she gets ‘acquainted’ with the Devil.

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Dick Grayson

The Mysteries Of Dick Grayson*

“Now as far as I know this rooftop is neither yours nor in a city you have sworn to protect. So what, pray tell is a little birdie doing up here in the dead of night?”

Felicity Smoak

Proposal (small imagine)

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Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Dorian Gray

The Newest Fad

A new club has Dorian’s empty and he is furious... until hes not. I mean how could he be with that familiar voice in his ear.

Ambrose Spellman

Old ‘Friends’

You visit the home of two women who are practically family, but so much has changed in the last 70 years since you lost your best friend. what will it be like to see him again.

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Tin Can Bros

Scrags

Hands up (small imagine)

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Grimm

Trubel

Anti-Grimm (small imagine)

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Who

11th Regeneration

“Sorry”* (small imagine)

Make out sesh (small imagine)

10th Regeneration

Two Hearts (small imagine)

Clara Ozwald

“Best Friends” ... sure (small imagine)

Rory Williams

A Hunky Nurse

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Stranger Things

Robin or Steve

Heading to Hawkins P1

While staying with the Hendersons you meet someone new.

P2 Robin x F!Reader

P2 Steve x F!Reader

P2 Steve x NonF!Reader

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Curious Creations of Christine McConnell

Christine + Norman x reader

Poly (small imagine)

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Jurassic Park

Ian Malcolm

Cuddling Him (HCs)

Au pairs and attacks

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Evan Peters

An Interesting Rest

During a week or so break off of filming you and some friends go on a trip, that results in a new friend who looks strikingly familiar. But will this friendship tear apart another?

Fp Jones

Picnic (small imagine)

Tommy Shelby

An Easy Target

Samuel Davenport Archive 81

Visser**

Visser P2 **

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ahkmenra-sleftearlobe · 1 year

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:) Dorian Gray fanart 🧙‍♂️🐀 no reposting to other platforms

#picture of dorian gray #thepictureofdoriangrayfanart #doriangrayfanart #oscar wilde #dorian gray x reader #the picture of dorian gray #dorian gray fanart #the picture of dorian gray fanart

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loubombshell · 2 years

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Dorian Gray being obsessed with her.

requested by @fionafelicia

It was the same event like every year. Lord Henry's birthday. The man always made a big event out of it and everyone knew he loved it. Lord Henry invited a lot of noble families.

One of them were Fiona's, her family was known around entire London and they were really proud about it, I mean who wouldn't with a beautiful young girl like her?. Still Fiona was very shy and quiet. She was hard to recognize in the middle of a party but maybe it'll change tonight.

On the other side, Dorian Gray moved new to London. He was one of these beautiful boys you walk past one day and never get him out of your head. He appears in your dreams. He looked like a perfect picture of a man and everyone could easily notice. A lot noticed actually.

That's the reason everyone turned around when he walked into Henry's Party. The music didn't stop but the conversations did. Young and old turned around, men and woman, married and even not married.

Fiona stood somewhere in a quiet corner, enjoying the party in her own way. Sipping a bit of the delicious alcohol and letting her eyes dance over the crowd. She didn't like it to stand in the middle of a lot of people. Everyone was asking her some stupid things she didn't care about in her young age, like marriage, family, money. Just everything that seems so important for everyone these days.

The girl stopped when her eyes fell on Dorian too, he was beautiful she had to admit. The black hair and the flawless hair was like balm to her eyes.

Lord Henry put an arm around the young boy and started introducing him to everyone, they were really excited to meet him.

On one side Fiona wanted to meet him and get to now him, he seemed to be really interesting, but on the other side she already planned a conversation in her head, everytime she did that it ended bad. She was nervous, it's obvious. She took a second look around the party and started walking into another quiet edge, when suddenly she walked into something and spilled her entire drink.

"Oh no, I'm terribly sorry." Fiona excused herself immediately and looked up into dark eyes. I mean really dark like almost black.

"no, don't worry it was my fault. I got distracted." The boy explained took one of her hands. "I'm Dorian." He added and kissed the back of it.

Fiona started blushing immediately but gave him a little smile. "I'm Fiona, it's a pleasure to meet you." She explained and pulled her hand back to her, a bit embarrassed.

"That's a really beautiful name for a beautiful girl." Dorian told her honestly which made her chuckled a bit. "Are you enjoying the party?" He asked.

The girl shook her head honestly. "not really, I prefer it to be in smaller groups. I'm just not made for a lot of people." She explained.

The boy nodded understanding. "So what do you prefer then? You like going into the city like the other woman?" He asked her, really interested.

"Oh no, I love buying dresses and jewelry, no woman can say no to the perfect diamonds but I prefer it to stay at home and read a good book." Fiona explained to him, smiling a bit.

Her words were quiet and collected but deep down inside her, her heart was racing almost jumping out of her chest. She felt the eyes on her back, watching her and him talking together. Fiona played with her ring while talking to him and gave him a nervous smiles.

"I totally understand." Dorian gave her a honest smile. "Nothing could beat a good book in the sunset, right?" He chuckled.

"Exactly!" Fiona agreed immediately with him. "I always thought no one would think so, especially not a man but here you are." She smiled.

"You're joking, right? There's nothing better than that." He smirked and took another sip of the delicious alcohol.

They kept talking for many hours and even forgot the time, until her father came up behind the girl.

"Fiona? Darling it's time to go home." He put his hand on her back, making her noticing him.

Fiona turned around to her father and nodded. "Of course father." She said and turned back to Dorian. "I hope we can continue this conversation one day." She smiled.

Dorian nodded smiling, taking her hand and kissed the back of it. "We will, I promise." He said and watched the girl walking out again.

The following days felt like a dream to Fiona, everytime she came home a little package laid on her doorstep. They were filled with little presents like jewelry, flowers or letters addressed to her, all of that from Dorian Gray of course.

Until one day there only laid a letter, she picked it up smiling and walked into her garden, she sat down on the swing her father built when she was little and opened the letter.

"My dearest Fiona,"

"the last time we met, we hoped to continue our conversation very soon. So I'm inviting you to our garden for a cup of tea. I'll be waiting for you."

"Your Dorian."

Fiona chuckled happily about it and pressed the letter to her chest. She stood up from the swing and ran up in her room. She took out her favorite white dress with the blue flowers on it, making her look like a porcelain doll and braided her hair a bit together.

Her parents would be home late at night so she had plenty of time to spend with him. The girl walked carefully through the streets of London, passing some creepy figures but she just kept on walking until she arrived at his home. It was huge.

Fiona knocked on the door a bit nervous and a unknown man opened the door for her.

"Mister Gray is waiting for you in the garden." He told her and Fiona nodded politely.

"Thank you very much." She told him and walked through the house to the next exit, of course she took a look around, he really had a beautiful house.

When she stepped outside the sunlight hit her face again and she walked along the stone way, surrounded by the green grass and the many flowers even a little pond was in the middle of it.

She arrived at a little blanket in the middle of a lot of flowers and in front of the pond.

"Do you like it?" A voice behind her asked and sat down on the blanket placing a strawberry bowl on it.

Fiona flinched a bit first but smiled then. "It's stunning, Dorian." She said and sat down next to him. "I'm so glad we met again." She added.

The boy moved closer to her and took a grape for him to eat. "I'm happy too, believe me. Did you get my presents?" He asked her.

Fiona smirked a bit and showed him the ring he gave to her. "I did, yes and I loved them." She moved closer to him too, giving him a smile.

They kept talking together for a lot of time until it started raining suddenly. They packed everything together and started running back into the house. Both of them ran through the door laughing and dripping from the rain.

Dorian hold her hand tightly and moved her in front of him. He moved the wet strands out of her face. "You're beautiful." He whispered and leaned down to her.

Fiona looked up into his eyes and got on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck and kissed him. Dorian smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her even closer. They released each other as soon as no air reached their lungs anymore.

"Do you think you can stay the night here?" Dorian asked her put of breath.

Fiona looked to him and shook her head. "Sadly not, my parents would be worried." She explained to him and he nodded understanding.

"Alright then, take a seat in the living room and I'm gonna make us a tea, alright?" He asked and kissed her forehead. She smiled and walked into the living room, sitting down on the comfy furniture.

Dorian prepped a tea for both of them and walked then after her. "There you go." He placed it on the table in front of them and sat next to her.

"Thank you very much." Fiona said and took a sip of the tea. "mh a bit bitter, don't you think?" She chuckled a bit.

"I'm so sorry darling." Dorian gave her a little smile.

Fiona smiled a bit too and leaned back in the couch, suddenly so tired. She put the tea back on the table and stood up. "You know, I think it's time for me to go." She told him and walked to the door, almost tripping.

Dorian hold her waist from behind and supported her. "wow, careful. I think you should stay here. I'm not letting you walk around London this time of the day." He explained and picked her up, holding her in front of him. "I promise, I'll get you home tomorrow morning." He said when she already closed her eyes.

The boy walked up into his bedroom and placed her in the king size bed, closing the curtains around them. He laid down next to her and smiled.

"I'm sorry I put that in your tea but I just wanted to stay with you a little longer." He explained and kissed her cheek. "Sweet dreams, Fiona." Dorian said and wrapped his arms around her waist, falling asleep.

#ben barnes #dorian gray x y/n #dorian gray x you #dorian gray x reader #dorian gray #dorian gray imagine #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes imagines #ben barnes fanfiction

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thethreeeyed-raven · 9 months

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miscellaneous

you have now reached the miscellaneous shelf

↞ exit | next section ↠

✦ fluff | ♛ suggestive | ♫ platonic | ☽ angst

@knight-of-flowerss , @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom

Marshall Lee (adventure time)

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Alex Law (shallow grave)

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Dorian Gray (dorian gray)

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Artie Pendragon (Shrek the third)

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a-reverii · 6 months

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AHHHHHH your Dorian Gray fic 😍😍 It's been a hot minute since I've read anything remotely related to the character

aaaahhhhh thank you <3!! i honestly couldn't find many dorian fics so i just figured i'd write them myself and see how they turned out, so hopefully i'll be writing some more for him!

—( reverii )

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ykiwrite · 1 year

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departure

description: the only exception when headphones are not needed is when you're around

warnings: everything and none

requested: no

Not one soul truly knew with certainty what was the bond between Jenna and her headphones.

Majority of guesses pointed towards the same chain of remarks like a broken record, over and over.

She's obviously annoyed with all the attention around.

It's to drown out the fans, obviously.

Probably for a distraction.

While most of it was true, all of them were looked at from the surface level. There laid much heavier meaning. The one that Jenna herself is not too fond of uncovering to the world and never was.

She thinks it's sweeter that way. Not everyone has the right to know everything down to little details just because she made a choice of pursuing this path. Some things are better to stay under one's wing.

But when such thing is so broad, and the center of the media conversation, she grew to hate it which ultimately portrayed her as a liar and show-off. But she knew she was no different just because she preferred going outside more than staying inside. Just because she keeps on carrying them around everywhere she heads.

"Close your eyes, come on."

"I told you, i have them closed." Jenna insisted on the truth ever since you started struggling with her trickery for the past ten minutes. Unwilling and tired from opening gifts all day long.

It still felt like summer outside despite the calendar's date passing the one autumn was supposed to begin. You don't recollect signing a deal with the sun to set so deliberately on Jenna's face. As it were placed by your hand. Offering a daily reminder of how crudely you fell for the woman.

The sooner you start inscribing each detail of hers in your memory while this scenery lasts, the better. Not that you could ever forget her, even if she was taken away this very moment and never given back again.

You're just not sure how much will change, counting from this day onwards. A lot will.

Grabbing the box that, taking into account the trouble you withstand saving for it, could have been put together prettier.

But that was not Jenna's specialty after all. Being overly picky about things, it left no gaps for worry.

Normally, a grain of unease at giving gifts would invite itself but this one felt oddly at home.

Everything did with her around.

"So...it's nothing much. Just something that you're gonna, hopefully, take along with you when you leave."

Seeing the stuffed bags and girl's belongings as they confined the room felt suffocating. It took over your composure, twisting a knife stuck in you ever since news arrived. A week ago it had a life to it, it had Jenna written all over. Now, all it will become is an empty room until she's home again.

Jenna understood the absence of your pre-gift giving speech you surely had prepared for the obvious unsaid reasons. It made her awake.

Opening her eyes and first thing being you, she thought there's not a gift out there better than you in every way and form. But blinking the haziness away, she got the full picture.

"No way." She grabbed the box with a simple ribbon and a letter attached that will be delayed from opening for now. Knowing this day would never come if it wasn't for you making the actual move. All she did was words and never actions because "it's too much and i don't need it that bad".

Exactly why she needed it.

"But how? Why did you?"

You watched her open it like it has a fragile label plastered over. "I saved up. I know your saving addiction wouldn't let you do that and then what? You'd feel guilty so this is where i show up."

"Mannn, noise cancelling? Plus, it has that thing, forgot what it's called. You know the-"

She got over the moon with the unboxing while you watched. Less listened. You tried but it weighed heavy on your mind;

"So Jen," acted as a ground zero and breaking point, "since you landed this big role you're probably never gonna be home as much."

She knew where this was heading. You've been there many visits in the past.

"I won't be there to help with stuff unless you call or something. So distract yourself with this whenever you're out because i know how you are better than anyone-"

"Don't start again. You don't know that. I'm not gonna leave."

You hindered every way from this turning into arguing. Especially on her last day here. "Just listen to me. I want you to do great, even i'm not there."

God, this really is exhausting.

She stared at the folded headphones with your writing within them. A spot where no one could see. Just like a secret you were, and always remained, and it was always against Jenna to do so.

Her hands began to shake before she preoccupied them with the unfolding. Flashes were passing through the glass. She had no one to do what you were capable of. Or at least mimic, copy it in whatever way possible. The doors were opening against her will.

It was a double edged sword sooner than a pair of headphones she carried. Eternal reminder of what's left of you as ridiculous it sounds.

Your playlist compiled over the years was on while she was led by where the job took her down without you.

"I don't think i've ever seen someone so attached to their headphones, you know?"

Of course you didn't. God, he was too pushy. You wouldn't like him either.

Jenna laughed, toning down the insincerity but it was emerging.

"They were a gift before i left home some time ago. The whole idea was to-"

"Oh, they were? From who?" The man went ahead. He struck Jenna as someone who clearly wasn't interested in treating this podcast like a podcast. Rather a second hand source of news.

"Just someone that was, i mean- is really dear to me, you know?"

She should call you after this.

You were everywhere yet nowhere. In that woman leaning at the bar, in the deep waters of the conversation. In the guy sitting at the corner, reading something she can't figure out the name of. The girl chasing a dog for ten minutes straight.

This was so stupid.

"Are you okay?" Her only sane coworker out of everyone seated at this table patted her on the back, jolting her forwards. Perhaps she needed that.

"Yeah, why?" Who is she fooling?

"I saw who are you texting, that's why. Not to pry but maybe give it a break?" She was visibly cautious about the last part but uselessly.

"There's afterparty tomorrow, after the show. Maybe try and have fun?"

Come on. Jenna looked at her and smiled, in the meantime picking up the neatly placed headphones and pushing the chair to where it originally was. "Thanks but i don't think i'll be there. I'll be off now. You guys have fun, yeah?"

The third bottlecap dropping struck the floor and it was the loudest sound of the day besides the line ringing. Piercing her sense of hearing making it the only sound stuck for the rest of the week. Without Jenna acknowledging that. The cold, high story building with a nice view was never in the position to fill the void of you.

Jenna was tired. She was staring at the phone unanswered, it was all she saw on her unlit kitchen floor.

"I know you're not sleeping, please."

As a matter of fact, there was a mutual agreement. That type neither side obeys and respects. Maybe only just in the beginning but as days fly by it starts being harder to play by the rules.

She was only to call when it was critical. And to her, every day was critical and you weren't much different. Just better at hiding.

Quiet.

Jenna dared to smile to herself, unknowing she still had it in her.

"...it's late Jenna."

That alone, more than enough to keep her at bay. If only she can capture it and lock it away somewhere, anywhere that's close at reach.

"I know, i know. I just, i miss you."

The shuffling replaced your voice as it gave you time to think. So why did you go with the question you couldn't care less already knowing the answer to it. "How was the afterparty?"

Jenna knows you better than that. It's not foolproof.

"I didn't go."

"You should. Maybe you'd find someone."

A great deal of things this device around her head witnessed but this was fairly new.

"You know i won't-"

"What if you do?"

"Because i don't care about anybody else. Don't you get it already? In these past, what? Months we have been talking on and off?"

She let a sigh slip by her lips. "It was always you."

Hoping your laugh doesn't get mistaken for a rude one, it's just a cover up for what's really playing out behind the screen, you fought through, "Well then, prove it. You've been away for too long anyway."

Not much changed since the last time.

Even though, in regards to sites she visited, this is the most peace felt.

She wasn't an actor. A celebrity. A character. Someone who dealt with vast fame. She was simply Jenna here. And it's the purest version of her.

Standing at the entrance felt like the longest, most torturous thing she ever performed. There was nothing playing over the phone. Jenna still had them on which stopped her from detecting you behind closed doors.

You're not sure how long your hand was laying on the handle, it should probably do something about it soon.

It was not dark outside, but not complete daylight either. Jenna picked up on it when the inside light escaped. Shined on her greater and warmer than any place she's been to provided.

You stood there, for the first time. The silence in Jenna's mind, thanks to your gift, created a chance to worship, take you in ever more. Just like the first time.

Slowly, shortening the painful distance between, no words were said but if only eyes could speak.

It took Jenna some time to notice you removing what kept her grounded for so long. Until she finally heard it, without drawn out ringing of the line or a faulty service.

"You don't need them anymore."

"No. I don't."

notes: as you can see i was so heavy in the feels it needed to be done, thank you for surviving through i love you

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega imagines #read dorian gray before this so blame him for it #this looks so unnecessary long but do i care #deleted such a good paragraph cuz i typed on my phone at 2 in the morning i hate life

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