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fannyspammy · 1 year

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Masterlist!

🍯 Fluff

🌶 18+

🫧 Reader favourite!

🐚 New!

Jack Thompson x Reader

Distraction 🌶

Night Shift 🌶

Barney Stinson x Reader

Fixing the Yips 🌶

Adam Warlock x Reader

Firsts Series

Butterflies 🍯🫧 [the first time he told you he had feelings for you]

Kiss Me, You Idiot 🍯 [y/n is Adam’s first kiss]

Tell Me More 🌶🫧 [Adam is aroused for the first time]

Like a Gold Statue 🌶 [y/n helps Adam unwind for the first time]

We’re Okay 🍯 [Adam & y/n disagree for the first time]

Indestructable 🍯🐚 [Adam tells y/n he loves her for the first time]

coming soon… 🌶

Minho (TMR) x Reader

Firsts with Minho

Tease 🍯 [the first time Minho admits he’s attracted to y/n]

Third Row Back 🌶

Loki x Reader

coming soon…

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earlgraysdeath · 1 year

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sirius: james it’s been 11 hours and remus still hasn’t called, I should call him.

james: dude I’m literally in the shower right now can this wait?

regulus: does he know I’m here?

sirius: yes hi reggie, pause the couple shit I need attention.

#maurders fic #jegulus raising harry #jegulus fic #maurders era #jegulus as dads #trans regulus #maurders text post #jegulus textpost #jegulus #himym au #himym Jegulus style #Jegulus are Marshall and lily now #starchaser

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snowdreamr · 2 months

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Drumroll, Please

5.5k words | Rated G | oneshot

Tags: Relationship Study, Friends to Lovers, Sharing a Bed, Getting Together

Summary:

Everything it is, and everything it isn’t. A proposal, of sorts. A half confession. Over all, the weight of wanting and the agony of bearing with it.

Dream and George, deprived of meaning.

(twitter)

#talk about marriage and soulmates and all things dnf #this fic literally drove me INSANE for 10 days #please support me my brain isnt braining #yes title and a few more things from himym #dnf fanfic

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siennafrxst · 10 months

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↳ fate 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

pairing: barney stinson x female reader

universe: how I met your mother (HIMYM)

word count: 1.1k words

cw: cringe 😍

click here to read the sequel.

As Barney swirls the whiskey in his glass, he scans the room to hunt for his next unsuspecting prey. In other words, the next woman he was gonna gaslight into having sex with. (💀)

Then, his eyes land on someone across the bar, sitting all alone by herself. Intrigued, he slowly approaches her while coming up with another one of his inane backstories to entice his victim as per usual.

But then, to his surprise, she turns to face him. “Hey, you need to try this.��

Slightly taken aback, Barney stares blankly at the drink in her hands, not expecting her to be the one to initiate conversation. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

She lightheartedly frowns at his response. “No, I just want you to take a little sip. And no, I promise I didn’t drug it either. Here.” She takes a sip from her glass as proof, as though reading his inner thoughts.

Convinced yet still slightly bewildered, he shrugs. “Alright, fine; gimme.”

She hands him over the drink as he sets his down before promptly taking a sip, his eyes widening at the unfamiliar taste.

“Woah, that’s-“

“I know, right?”

He smiles softly at the grin on her face, seeming to lighten up his mood. “I’m Barney, by the way.” He reaches out a polite hand.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you.” She takes his hand in hers and shakes it.

“It’s my pleasure. So, what’s a pretty lady like you sitting all alone in a bar?“

“And if I told you that I was waiting for someone?”

Barney lets out a scoff. “Then you wouldn’t have been wearing that frown on your face earlier.”

Y/N shrugs, knowing that he wasn’t wrong. “Fair enough. You want the honest, boring answer?”

He nods. “Try me.”

“I’m here to blow off some steam. I’ve been trying to find a job for weeks now. Can’t even nail a decent interview.” She chuckles softly, shaking her head to herself. “And what about you? Tall, blond guy in a brooding suit. What’s your reason?”

Barney sighs. “Do you want the honest, not-so-boring answer?”

“Try me.”

He slowly leans in closer, as though he was about to share an important secret. “I was sent as a spy from the future to warn about the upcoming rapture one thousand years from now. And the only way to save the world is-“

“Let me guess, to have sex with you?” she cuts him off, clearly not amused.

Barney blinks his eyes innocently, surprised at her sudden question. “What? Pssh, no,” he says, seemingly appalled. “Do you want to?”

Y/N rolls her eyes at the desperate man. “Okay, I see, so the reason why you’re here is to hit on dumb blondes and gaslight them into having sex with you by using one of your inane backstories?”

“And it seems as though you’re not one of them.”

They smile at each other, both cockily in a way that was playful yet enticing.

“I’m curious, though… does that actually work?”

“Oh hell yeah, and that’s not even one of the craziest ones I’ve used.”

Her eyes widen slightly, now intrigued. “Really?”

Barney nods. “I could tell you more, but we may have to be here for hours.”

Y/N turns around to check the clock on a nearby wall before promptly facing him once more. “I got some time to spare.”

Barney smiles, satisfied with her answer. “That’s what I like to hear.”

He sits on the chair beside hers as he proceeds to tell her more about his desperate ploys.

To them, their conversation had only lasted for a few minutes, but the next thing they knew, the bar was already closing and they had to be personally kicked out by the bar owner for overstaying their welcome.

The two decided to walk around the city late at night, lights flickering past as the moon shone high above, seeming to follow them in their journey.

“Wait, what time is it?”

Barney checks the watch on his wrist, suddenly putting a halt to his movements in surprise. “Woah. It’s almost 2AM.”

She stops to stand beside him, her eyes widening. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah, we just spent like 4 hours talking to each other.”

“Huh.”

“Huh indeed.”

They both take a moment to stare at one another, the silence oddly comforting. When they were together, it was as if nobody else mattered. No one else was sharing the moments they had except for the two.

Y/N purses her lips before speaking up, finally breaking the silence. “Well then, I have to confess something before this night ends.”

He hums, signaling for her to continue.

“I don’t usually let some guy even go near me whenever I’m at a bar, sitting alone grumpily.”

He chuckles lightly.

“But… I actually enjoyed our little date that isn’t a date.”

He smiles, taking a subtle step closer towards her. “Well, I think every date that isn’t a date should end with a good night kiss.”

He leans in to connect their lips, but to his surprise, she leans away.

“Tell me, Barney, do you believe in fate?”

Barney — clearly disappointed — frowns at her sudden interruption. “No, not really.”

She simply smiles at his disgruntled expressions. “Well, I do, and if we’re meant to be, then we’ll see each other again.”

“So am I not getting my good night kiss or…?”

She chuckles at his little pout. “Look, if we ever cross paths again, then you can give it to me. No questions asked.”

“Why can’t I just give it to you now? I promise I’m a great kisser. I got like a hundred different girls who can attest to th-“

She puts a finger over his lips, shutting him up in an instant.

“Be patient. I promise, next time, I won’t make you wait one more second.”

“If there even will be a next time.”

Y/N frowns at him as she removes the finger on his lips, earning an eye roll from him.

“Fine, if you want to play hard to get, then so be it.”

She smiles. “Good.”

“At least let me walk you home. Where’d you say it was you lived again?”

She gives him a knowing look. “Haha, nice try,” she says in a sarcastic tone.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying. But seriously, you sure you’ll be okay? It’s pretty late, and New York is filled with all kinds of creeps.”

Y/N smiles at his worried expressions. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I don’t live that far from here.”

Barney’s eyes light up, pointing a finger at her. “Aha! So you do live somewhere in this area.”

“I could also be messing with you.”

He rolls his eyes at her once more as she giggles at him.

“Good night, Barney.”

He returns the smile on her face. “Good night, Y/N.”

this isn’t one of my best but I haven’t been posting in a while so… yeah. thanks for reading. x

click here to read the sequel.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated.

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livingjoke · 5 months

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Thinking about post-finale Barney x Robin while listening to "Same Old Lang Syne" by Dan Fogelberg

She said she'd married her an architect Who kept her warm and safe and dry She would've liked to say she loved the man But she didn't like to lie

#this song is so them coded #barney stinson #robin scherbatsky #barney x robin #swarkles #ted mosby #how i met your mother #himym #I might write a fic like this #will keep you posted

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vayalda · 7 months

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With all universes aligned

Brienne has the once-in-a-lifetime chance to study how the multiverses that were previously proven existed are connected to each other. What if she finds out that soulmates could be the deciding factor? And what if she notices a certain Jaime Lannister appearing in every single alternative reality that she visits?

Pairing: Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth

Link AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50723341

#braime #jaime x brienne #brienne x jaime #fanfic #brienne of tarth #jaime lannister #barney stinson #HIMYM Fix-It #fic #au #soulmates

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liass-21 · 6 months

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girlhood is writing 200 words on each of your current wip’s, closing google docs for three minutes, and repeating the cycle.

#hey progress is progress #one day i will finish the himym au… one day #how i met your mother au #mi:gp movie au #superpower fic #benthan

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i-dont-want-your-hysteria · 1 year

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Oops (Joe x Reader)

(I genuinely didn't think I started this that long ago, but I started this at the end of 2020 and it sat for a long time until I finished it last fall. Oh dear... a long time to wait for a dumb little hurt/comfort)

Words: 1,464

Prompt: 1984, Dublin. You're part of the DL entourage that's playing some scrimmage football matches with a local band. You end up on the opposing team, causing some accidental consequences...

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Disorient and a sharp, throbbing pain were the only things you could feel. While you heard other people surrounding you- urgently trying to talk to you- all you could think to do was press your hands over your right eye, writhe, moan, and wait for the pain to subside.

"Hey, hey-" Mike's voice indicated he was kneeling by you on your left, "Easy now, how bad does it hurt?"

Joe was the next voice you heard as you felt him collapse to your right, "Fuck, Y/n! Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"

"Is she alright?" Mutt sounded like he was running to your location.

You were still focused on what Mike asked, and you groaned angrily at him, "Uggh- fuck...!"

"Shit!" Joe cursed again, "I'm sorry Y/n, it was an accident, I swear!"

"I knoooow-!" you growled at him. Not wanting to sound angry at him was your goal, but the sudden shock of the injury kicked your adrenaline up.

"Lemme see, can I see?" Mike tenderly touched one of your wrists. He let his other hand rest on your shoulder to keep you still.

Everyone now sounded like they were surrounding you; the rest of the band, the band's extended friend group, and even the opposite team. The game had obviously been put on pause the second you fell to the grass.

"What happened?" Phil had finally reached the scene of the action.

Joe immediately confessed, "My fuckin' elbow hit her- but I dunno how!"

You opened your healthy eye, and with a hiss, you allowed Mike to remove your stiff hold from your injured eye.

All those surrounding you hissed in return once the sight of your developing bruise was visible.

"Oh my god-" Joe's voice went higher and an intensely guilty frown piloted his facial expression.

Mutt noted, "That's only gonna get worse."

"Can you open it?" Mike asked.

"Nooo..." the whine was accompanied by you cautiously pressing a hand back to your injury, "I don't wanna try..."

Sav, who was nearby, turned on his heels and began to run towards the sidelines, "I'll grab some ice-"

"She's gonna have a shiner from that; we should probably get her to the hospital just to be safe- make sure nothin' broken," Phil was crouching down while warning them.

"I'll drive," Joe wasted no time to volunteer himself, "It's my fault she's hurt."

Mike stepped up also, "You're not going alone- someone's gotta be there in case she kills you."

"Yeah, she'll do it with one eye closed, too." Steve remarked. You wanted to laugh, but found it hard to show anything other than pain.

"How bad is it, Y/n?" Rick was directly at your feet in front of you. He held up a few of his digits, "How many fingers?"

"Four," you grimaced.

"Well, she's not THAT bad."

"Y/n, I'm so sorry-" Joe helped you sit up with great caution- as if he were terrified of injuring you again, "I'm so sorry- I don't know how it happened! One second we were fightin' for the ball and the next-"

"Ughh just shut up, Joe!" you snapped at him, the throbbing in your head getting the better of you, "I know you didn't mean it- can't you just let it go for now?!"

"Kind of hard to not feel guilty when your eye's turnin' into a grape right in front of me-!"

You took your right hand off your swelling eye, and fumbled around to find his shoulder. Your nails dug into him almost instantly when you snarled, "Just shut up-! Help me now and I'll kill you later!"

Joe hissed when your nails broke his skin, "Alright-! That sounds like a deal..."

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Mike and Joe sat next to each other in the ER waiting room some time later. Each were looking down at their hands, but Joe was looking more at the contents he held in his hands. Every flower and half-wilted flower in the bouquet he grasped nervously glared up at him, mimicking his anxiety and remorse.

"I elbowed Y/n in the eye." he declared to no one in a tone of unfortunate acceptance, "I gave my sweetest and most tender friend a black eye."

"C'mon, Joe," Mike tried to cheer him with a little sarcasm, "Do you really think she's still your friend?"

The singer looked up at him with guilty horror lacing his eyes.

"I'm kidding!" Mike assured him with a chuckle, "But seriously, you're gonna have to get more than flowers for her if you think you can patch this up with a present or two."

Joe gazed back downwards at his bouquet like a lost puppy, "Don't rub it in. It was an accident- and I'm STILL not sure how it happened!"

"I briefly saw it, actually. You were both scramblin' for the ball, Y/n slipped, and at the same time you were 'tryna nudge her away with your elbow, you just so happened to catch her eye while she fell."

Joe let his head hang in shame.

"It was a one in a million accident, mate" Mike patted his back, "I'm sure she understands. In fact, she does, and she already told you so. So there shouldn't be any hard feelings."

"I'll believe that when she proves it."

Just then, a nurse approached the pair of them, "Y/n said she'd like to see 'The King of Offensive Offense'?"

Joe sighed, standing up with his head still lowered, "That would be me."

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The nurse opened the door, and your head lifted up to see Joe walk in with a bouquet in both hands. He was reluctant to look at you, but after a brief lingering second, he lifted his head. For an instant, you saw his guilty green puppy eyes staring up at you.

Immediately, however, he let out a short cackle and covered his mouth right away.

You just stared at him with disappointment, arms crossed. The eyepatch on your face limited the invisible pain you wanted to send to him.

"I'm sorry-" Joe tried to mitigate his laughter and failed, "I wasn't expecting the-"

Instead of saying anything or smacking him like you wanted to, you simply lifted up your eyepatch. That seemed to shut his happy ass up.

"...eyepatch," he gasped with his now-fallen face. He stared in horror at the large, purple, swollen mess over your eyelids.

He watched you stare at him with intense contempt, and saw your face slowly contort as you began to cry.

"No, no-!" he panicked and rushed to your side, tossing the flowers aside in the process, "No, don't cry, Y/n!"

Taking you in a side hug, he kept sputtering off as his own voice cracked, "Please don't cry-! I didn't mean to hurt you- I swear I didn't- and I'm so fucking sorry this happened-! I'll do anything I can to make it up to you, I'll do anything to..."

Joe lost his train of thought, as he noticed something different about you; your "crying" had turned into laughter. He broke the hug and watched you cackle to yourself, black eye and all.

"I'm sorry-" you laughed to him, "I just had to make you feel a little worse!"

He only sighed with relief and put his face in his hands, "Yeah, okay... I definitely deserved that."

"I know it was an accident, hun," you patted his shoulder, "But I'm never playing football with you again."

"You're really good, you know."

"At football?"

"No," he shook his head, "At acting. You almost had me cryin', too."

"That was the point."

"I know, I know, I deserved it," he nervously rubbed the back of his head, "But are you okay, though? Is anything wrong with your eye?"

You gently smiled and shook your head, "No, everything's alright, miraculously. You get to live another day."

He sighed in great relief, "Oh thank god- I mean that you're alright- not that... you're not gonna murder me for this."

"Get my other eye and maybe I will."

Joe picked up the bouquet he'd carried in and handed it to you once more. You took it this time and squinted down at the blossoms in it, then squinted up at him.

"Of course you picked these flowers."

"What makes you say that?" his head innocently tilted.

You deadpanned to him, "...I'm allergic to these."

He gasped and snatched them away from you, "Fucking- are you serious!?"

You began cackling this time, "I'm kidding! I just love messin' with you. Give em here."

Joe hung his head and outstretched the bundle of flowers again, "Oh boy, I'm in for a long guilt trip, aren't I?"

Taking the flowers and holding them under your chin, you grinned from under your eyepatch, "Yes, yes you are."

#lexi this was def inspired by your fic about reo constantly getting hurt while playing basketball LOL #rockfic is down so i can't find the name but yall know what i'm talking about #definitely took some stuff from himym when lily got stabbed esorfnerwoifnergag #def leppard #def leppard fanfic #original content #def leppard x reader #joe elliott x reader #literally the only inspo for this piece apart from lexi's fic was ''lol joe accidentally gives reader a black eye''

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person4924 · 8 months

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“they sound amazing and they use multiple pronouns so i already know their hot”

-sirius black talking about pandora in wonderstruck (i was enchanted to meet you)

#I LOVE THIS FIC #OMG #ITS SO GOOD #I LOVE IT #SIRI IS MWAH #DORA IS MWAH #LILY IS MWAH #EVERYONE IS MWAH #I LOVE THEM ALL #AND ITS BADED OFF HIMYM #fosjdkjwjsksksnsb #I LOVE SIRI #sirius black #pandora lovegood #pandora rosier #lily evans #lilydora #pandalily

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mviswidow · 2 years

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if u send requests for yelena, maria hill, or natasha OR BLACKHILL <3333 i’ll bake u cookies 😁🫶

OR ROBIN SCHERBATSKY MY BELOVED

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aparticularbandit · 3 months

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Top 5 shows of all time?

Ask Me My "Top 5" Anything....

Noir. This is my favorite show. It's an anime from 2001. It's just about these two traumatized assassins finding family in each other. Whatever you want that family to mean, they leave it ambiguous. Also there are no male main characters. None. Only women. It's SO good, y'all. Oh, also, Yuki Kajiura did the music and this is where I found her and how I got into her stuff. You will see her mentioned again later in this list. (I own two of the three soundtracks and want to someday buy the last one. Like the music in this is ACES.)

How I Met Your Mother. This is a personal favorite. I just saw it again in the last year - the whole thing - and it still holds up. Except for the last episode which...like...could have bee okay if it hadn't been compressed into a one hour overview and hadn't come at the end of an entire season of pointing out why Barney and Robin were together. I actually liked it less this last time through. Also. This one is a comfort fave, and I'm not sorry about that.

The Haunting of Hill House. It's just a good show. It is a very good, very tight show. The pacing is great, the writing is phenomenal, the casting and acting are amazing. Like. There's a reason people talk about Hill House, and it's because it's one of the best shows I think I've ever seen. Flanagan knows how to use horror as means to tell a story, and he does it WELL.

Fleabag. Both seasons. I have to be careful with who I recommend this to because especially the first season there is a lot of sex. A lot. But it's also a beautiful, beautiful show. It's hilarious. (And for all that there's a lot of sex in this, I've seen it with my dad, so like. I guess that says something about our family. XD)

Puella Magi Madoka Magica. This is where we see Yuki Kajiura again! I also have the double disc CD for this, and I want to get the soundtrack for Rebellion Story, but that's, ah, harder to get, unfortunately. ANYWAY. This show (along with OUAT, which I cannot put on this list. If you know anything about OUAT, you know why it can't be on this list) is one of the primary reasons I got my first tumblr! Because I was writing crossover fanfic, don't judge me. (I've never posted it. Another one of those too ambitious for me trilogy things.) But, like with everything else on this (with maybe the exception of HIMYM), the writing is phenomenal. I identify with Homura so much it isn't even funny and that came on the heels of wait, no, I'm Kyoko, I would totally - like. I can't talk about PMMM much without getting into spoilers, but it is honestly one of the best shows I've ever seen.

#musings #bandit answers questions #meme response #fic recs #misscrazyfangirl321 #i have gone back to all of these more than once #noir multiple times - both the dub and the sub are good #madoka and noir i've introduced people too #(don't the sub for madoka just don't)#i recommend these to people frequently #except fleabag because you've got to know your audience with fleabag and some of that content is not for everyone #i get that #i should see it again tbh it's been a while #just like #i love these shows #(himym i've probably only twice /fully/ but i've gone back to individual episodes a lot)#but yeah #these would be my five #just in terms of well written well acted good music good pacing #these would be them #(and even himym - it goes on long enough to have a peak in...s6? i think?#but one of my all-time favorite episodes in the series comes later and it STILL makes me cry #A N Y W A Y)

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strideofpride · 1 year

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Six Sentence Sunday

I may or may not be doing something I personally find very embarrassing and writing a HSM fic (I just need to get it out of my system okay!!!!) anyway...

“Wait, Troy?” Ben asks. “Who’s Troy?” “Gabriella’s very hot boyfriend who has very terrible gaydar.” “Ex-boyfriend,” Gabriella corrects to deaf ears. “How hot? And how terrible?” “Like he thought I was trying to steal his girl terrible.” Ben laughs out loud at that. “Has he seen you?”

#feat troyella as marshall and lily from himym when they broke up for six months #ben is ryan's boyfriend because ryan gets to be happy :)#troyella #troy x gabriella #hsm #high school musical #gabriella montez #ryan evans #my fics

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aliakim-the-okay · 6 months

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Me: lol what if I wrote a crack fic about Barney from HIMYM punching the shit out of Dennis from Always Sunny for being a shitty creep that would be funny huh

Me: *writes almost 1k words of play by play of a nonexistent episode of this new fucked up crossover*

#I never even caught up with always sunny why did I write this #himym #always sunny in philadelphia #crack fic

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savoies · 2 years

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f is for friends - shane wright.

summary: falling in love with your friend was hard but pretending you had no feelings for him was worse.

word count: 1.1k.

warnings: maybe one bad word and slight angst.

a/n: a fic presented by ari and q (@shanerwright ) being simps for shane. the secret fic that started it all. iykyk. 💫

Dating people who were friends was an odd concept. I mean just the thought of it not working out and ruining the friendship is what worried Y/N the most.

Shane and Y/N had met through mutual friends. After hanging out so many times their friends finally introduced them and they slowly started spending every single free time they had together.

Now after some time of being friends and Shane being the person he was the girl was prone to catch feelings. I mean how could she not when he was one of the nicest, cutest, most kindhearted people she had ever met.

Now Shane was the type of person to not catch on quickly and in Y/N's case, that was a good thing, since their friends started noticing pretty quickly. Noticing how she would distance herself when he brought a girl to their get-togethers, noticed how she seemed somewhere else when he was talking about his latest date, and noticed how her eyes would light up every time she saw Shane walk towards them.

Y/N didn't know that Shane looked at her the same way that she did to him. He didn't notice it, but whenever he was talking to his guy friends, he would go on and on about Y/N.

So their friends decided to hatch a plan. Now it wasn't the best plan but it was the best a group of teenagers could do for their in love best friends. Planning a meet-up.

A meet-up as some new restaurant downtown. Then, at the last minute, once the two of them were already at the restaurant, they were going to call and say they couldn't make it.

The day had come. Y/N arriving first wanting to get a big enough table for the group. Shane slowly arriving soon after her. Both of them exchanging a small hug and then talking waiting for their friends’ arrival, their phone ringing at the same time indicating an incoming message a few minutes later.

“So I guess it’s just you and me,” Shane said as he looked towards his best friend.

“Yeah, I guess so,” Y/N said as she smiled at the boy in front of her. Both of them talking into the night as they laughed at whatever the other had said.

Now both of them couldn’t deny that they were having a good time. I mean you could tell from their loud laughs heard throughout the small restaurant and the odd stares from everyone around them.

So as they walked together down the dim-lit street with their shoulders touching both of them couldn’t help the butterflies that arose in both of their stomachs. Pushing those thoughts away as both of them went their separate ways into the night.

The next day their friends had asked them how it went. Or in their words “how was the date?”

“Uhm it wasn’t a date but it was really good, we had a good time.” the girl looked at her friends surrounding her. While Shane and his guy friends stood in the kitchen talking about the same exact thing. “It wasn’t a date, but it was fun.” And their friends looked at them and said the same thing, “two people who like each other going out together is a date.”

And both of them let it sink in. Their friends had set them up. Set them up on a date without them knowing and both of them didn’t complain or go against it at least once. So where did that leave them? Was a second date even going to happen? Was this them somehow admitting to themselves that they had feelings for each other? They knew that the reasonable thing for them to do was for them to have the talk. The talk to decide if they were gonna remain friends or if they should go on an official date that might ruin things or make things even better.

Now Y/N wasn’t one to talk about her feelings so she did the next best thing (or at least the next best thing in her mind), she avoided him. She couldn’t come to terms with Shane actually having feelings for her, I mean he was Shane her best friend who had so much to offer, and well she was just her.

But as far as avoiding what you are feeling goes you have to talk about it at some point and that some point had come for the two best friends after not talking for one week. The gang meeting up for ice cream and Shane and Y/N walking a bit behind the others.

“So I’m guessing the girls probably told you the same thing the guys told me?” Shane spoke up breaking the silence. Y/N raised her eyebrow and looked questionably at her best friend.

“The restaurant, their way of getting us to go out with each other,” Y/N smiled, now knowing what he was talking about. “Would it really be so bad? Us going out with each other, I mean we already know basically everything about each other.” Shane looked at the girl. The girl was silent as he felt vulnerable for exposing how he felt to her. Yes, he had done it before but this time it wasn’t to her it was about her.

“Look Shane I like you hell I might even love you but friends dating, I’ve seen it not work in many cases and I don’t want us to be one of those that didn’t work. I don’t want to ruin what we already have no matter how I already feel about you.” Here they stood in the middle of the city with their fingers sticky with melting ice cream pouring out their feelings for each other.

“Well, what about if it does work. We can make it work.” Shane said looking at his best friend. Y/N thought about it. Love wasn’t easy. Love was about fighting for what you want. So if this was really what she wanted why wasn’t she allowing it to happen.

Here they stood. Two teenagers in love. Two teenagers who could throw an amazing friendship away for the chance of loving each other even more than they already did. So what were they really afraid of? “Shane Wright, will you go on a date with me?” Y/N asked the boy standing in front of her. “I would love to.” He said with a small smile. “Just kiss already.” One of their friends yelled at them and both of them let out a laugh. I guess maybe accepting what you can’t deny wasn’t such a bad idea.

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siennafrxst · 3 months

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🍂 ₊ ⊹ ~ fate (sequel)

pairing: barney stinson x female reader

universe: how I met your mother (HIMYM)

word count: 0.7k words

a/n: this sequel is set in season 5, which is 10 years after the prequel (yes it’s been that long).

dt @sunflowermyheart 🫶🏼

if you haven’t read the prequel, click here to view it.

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Ding dong.

The five friends turn to face the sudden disturbance, all with perplexed expressions written across their faces.

“Did someone order pizza?” Ted questions.

Everyone shakes their head as Ted frowns, his eyebrows creasing in befuddlement. After much hesitation, he stands up from the couch and unlocks the door. That was when the mystery person had revealed their presence, causing Ted’s eyes to widen at the sight of someone he thought he’d never see.

“Y/N?” He lets out a light chuckle, a smile forming on his face.

“Hey, Ted.”

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“Y/N, what are you doing here?”

“Well, I was in the city, and I thought, ‘hey, why not go visit my brother?’ I mean, how long has it been since we’ve seen each other in person?”

He nods, the smile on his face only growing in size as they both savoured this moment of reuniting after not having seeing each other for a few, very tiring years.

Ted turns around to spot several pairs of extremely confused eyes glaring upon the two as he snaps himself back to reality.

“Uh, right! Guys, this is Y/N, my sister. Y/N, this is Marshall and Lily — who I’m sure you remember.”

She officially steps into the room to approach the couple as they stand up from the couch with huge grins on their faces.

“Y/N, it’s great to see you again! I haven’t seen you since, like, college,” Marshall says as he wraps her in a hug, Lily following after.

“Yeah, it’s been way too long. Congratulations on the baby, by the way!” She greets as she hugs them back before promptly breaking it.

“Thank you. You know, if you’re sticking around, maybe you can get a chance to meet him?” Lily asks.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

The three smile at one another once more before Ted gestures towards Robin.

“Robin, this is my sister Y/N. Y/N, this is-“

“-Robin Scherbatsky! It’s nice to finally meet you,” Y/N greets as she reaches for Robin’s hand.

Robin simply smiles before shaking hers in return. “Yeah, you too.”

“And this is Bar… where’s Barney?”

Everyone scans around the room, searching for their missing friend.

“Well, while you guys look for your mystery friend, uh, could I use your bathroom? The cab ride here lasted longer than I expected.”

Ted nods. “Yeah, ‘course. The bathroom’s just that way.” He points to a door in the near distance.

“Thanks.”

Y/N rushes her way to the direction where Ted pointed towards, spotting the door and reaching for the handle, only for it to be opened by someone else on the other side.

“Ted, you’re toilet’s clogged agai-“

That was when Y/N’s eyes trailed to connect with Barney’s, a sudden moment of déjà vu hit them both where it hurt the most.

Her face instantly drops in realization, everything surrounding them seeming to fade into view, blurring itself out of the picture. Her eyes fixated on the man, who was glaring back at her dumbfounded expressions. “Y/N, you’re…”

Ted eyes the two suspisciously, already able to tell that a secret was silently being shared between his sister and his (second) best friend.

That was when Y/N subtly shakes her head, going unnoticed by everyone else in the room except for the man in front of her.

“…just as gorgeous as I pictured in my head! I knew Ted had a hot sister,” he exclaims in a cheery tone, earning an eye roll from Ted.

“And that’s why, you don’t just come uninvited to my apartment, because sometimes, I got a creepy guy lounging around.”

Y/N frowns at Ted. “Oh, I’m sorry for wanting to come visit my brother every now and then. Especially when the last text he’s sent me was ‘sorry I forgot your gift for Christmas.’”

“That’s my way of saying that I love you very very much.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I’ll be right back.”

Barney and Y/N’s eyes linger on one another for a seemingly forever-lasting moment before he steps out of the way, letting her walk past him and close the door behind them.

As Barney walks over to sit back on the couch, Ted approaches him, his steps suddenly deafening and cold.

“Hey, you better not be trying any moves on my sister or I swear to God I will individually rip every single suit you’ve ever owned.”

Barney rolls his eyes at Ted’s feeble attempt to make a believeable threat. “I won’t.”

Barney turns to face the bathroom door, holding in a heavy sigh from escaping his lips as his stare lingers into the room. “I promise.”

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A/N: that “I promise” is a callback to when they both promsied that the next time they’d see each other, they’d kiss.

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terrainofheartfelt · 1 year

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a thing about me is I WILL find a way to make sure any career Nate has is about working with kids

#my ultimate agendas are pediatric nurse nate & teacher nate #(but nate working in community outreach also fits pour moi)#brainstorming a very niche unhinged idea for ggaw and I made him a teacher again...I ain't sorry #don't get excited tho #this is more formatted like 'an au I will never write' kinda thing #like my himym post #if i finish an actual fic in time to post for the week it'll be a miracle #liz shouting about her fic writing progress into the void #gg hcs

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