#vee's 1k celebration

[obaex]

🌸 tan lines - send me any obx character and a concept or theme and i will make you a moodboard

could you do, spending summer in italy w rafe? <3 mwah ily! ❤️

babe! the way that i loved this concept. i had 115 pins for this aesthetic, i wish i was kidding. ANYWHOO! here you are, love this, love you! ♡♡

an italian summer with rafe

vee's 1k spring break vacay celebration (closed)

#rafe cameron #obx rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron aesthetic #my mutuals my loves #vee's 1k celebration

[etherealising]

Hi Vee!!! I hope you’re doing well and congratulations on 1K woot woot <3! I was wondering what some of your favorite songs are right now and what are some of the songs that remind you of aiekoy currently? For me it’s definitely Pigment by HER, unthinkable by Alicia Keys, and Do4Love by Snoh Allegra both sonically and lyrically are what I usually listen to when reading aiekoy!

bestie bestie bestie…i hope you’re sat and ready for this presentation you’re about to receive. also the pfp is so cute i love that for you!! 🥰

firstly i am doing well thank you for inquiring, i hope the same could be said for you my love! also 1k wowie! most are bots and pages that don’t interact but we’ll take our wins where we can get them! please babe prepare yourself for this behemoth of a post! 💕

some of my fav songs atm are…

nothing matters - the last dinner party

this song makes me feel like i’m a witch in salem and my neighbor wants me hanged because he thinks i seduced his wife with witchcraft but we’re actually just two ladies in love

history of man - maisie peters

i’m a whore for greek mythology references and girly pop got me

rapstar - polo g

word for word bar for bar i could sing this song drunk

megan’s piano - meg thee stallion

dare say this is my hype song (could also sing this song faded out of my mind)

slow burn - infinity song

gives me 90s vibes and i love anything they put out (it inspired aiekoy chapter 12 heavily)

walk like this - flo

listen flo has been doing it right since cardboard box i don’t play about these girlies!!!!

the way things go - beabadoobee

i actually have a carmy one-shot based on lyrics from this song 🥲

songs that remind me of aiekoy:

only you - yazoo

i mean this one feels kind of obvious to me, it literally inspired this whole fic and without it aiekoy would have never seen the light of day.

cybah - syd/lucky daye

listen okay, this song just speaks to my sole and i promise you everytime i hear these lyrics i can see baby and carmy in my minds eye just going through so many different scenes its absolutely crazy. this song is just so intimate to me and it reminds me of the soft intimacy barby shares.

loved by you - kirby

this song is so carmy coded it inspired an upcoming interlude and anytime i hear it all i can think about is barby (mostly carmy) and all the scenes i have planned to write about in interlude 3. this song gives me very much carmy’s internal dialogue throughout this series and that’s basically what the interlude is as well. this song also really inspired me to keep writing this series when i was ready to just give up on it and idk it just holds a special place in my heart (also shoutout to s1e4 of the bear for introducing me to this song 😭)

ros - mac miller

i feel like this is so out of left field but it just fits! also very carmy coded imo just hearing this song immediately makes me think of barby and lyrically i just feel like it fits them almost perfectly (also heavily gives carmy’s internal monologue).

honorable mentions:

achy bones - ash the ghost

dark red - steve lacy

i like the way you love me - brenton wood

back in town - florence + the machine

bestie brattyb’s immaculate music taste:

pigment

literally gagged me, i was not ready for that! i love the mixture of singing and spoken word it was so beautiful and i feel like it balances the love and toxicity that can sometimes be present in relationships and it screams barby. you really put me on with this one bestie it was such a good choice!!!

unthinkable

a classic really miss keys rarely misses. listening to this song i could literally see scenes between carmy and baby playing out in my head which is always inspires me to write. like oh my goodness how have i not considered this song before this is literally barby’s relationship in a nutshell!

do4love

bestie you really have superior music taste. this gives me like the ‘missing’ years between carmy and baby. especially baby trying to move on and create a life outside of her love for carmy and her little Chicago gang.

i genuinely love you so much for all the constant support you have given me and this funny little series i decided to write, also thank you so much for participating in my 1k celebration your ask forced me to go through the aiekoy playlist and remember why i love writing this series so must and it has really inspired me to keep writing for aiekoy!!

please enjoy the long awaited playlist i’ve been meaning to share (apologies in advance there’s some random songs that def don’t belong and i’m too lazy to delete) 🫶🏽🤍

#etherealising’s 1k celebration ੈ𑁍༘⋆ #bestie brattyb doesn’t know what she got herself into #i could write a paper on the music for aiekoy #you are literally my favorite person for this ask #music is the way to my heart i love you for this #I hope you are well lovie 🫶🏽 #vee answers °•. ✿ .•°

[a-reader-and-a-writer]

So, I just recently hit 1k followers on both this blog and my SFW blog, @a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all. When I started my blog back in October, I wasn't sure if I would ever get 100 followers, so this is so mindblowing to me. I cannot put into words how much the support, kindness, and encouragement everyone has shown me and my fics in the past 8 months have meant to me. So, I wanted to do a little event to celebrate this milestone!

Starting today, I will be accepting requests for the challenge and I will start posting the fics on July 1st. You can send them in through asks or DMs but please make some indication it is for the follower celebration.

Send me up to 3 gifs/pictures of a character listed below and I will write a fic based on/ connecting them. The images can be from different movies/episodes/mediums as long as they are of the same character. I will also accept group or team images such as The Avengers, The Suicide Squad, Top Gun team, etc. for a group fic. Feel free to specify a theme for the fic (angst, fluff, whump, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, etc)

I am feeling up to the challenge so feel free to send images that seem to go together or seem wildly different or unconnected!

PS. I understand that asks on anon won't let you send pictures, but feel free to send me links to images or gif sets because I still want those who prefer anon to be able to participate! 😁

Top Gun: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Robert "Bob" Floyd, Natasha "Phoenix" Trace, Top Gun Team

Marvel: Pretty much anyone from the MCU, The Avengers, Daredevil, Punisher

DC: Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, The Batfamily, Rick Flag, Captain Boomerang, Harley Quinn, The Suicide Squad, Peacemaker, Adrian Chase, The 11th Street Kids

Star Wars: Din Djarin, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Kylo Ren

Misc.: Stephen Holder, Takeshi Kovacs, Ed Baldwin

*Reminder, I do not (usually) do smut, but I can do "suggestive situations" or lead up to smut

And this is an 18+ only blog. If you are under 18 or do not have your age, "adult", 18+, etc in your bio, please do not interact or follow or you will be blocked. However, feel free to follow and interact at @a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all which if open to everyone regardless of age or bio. 💖

#vee's 1k follower celebration #send me gifs or pictures and i will write a fic #follower celebration #1k milestone #top gun #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #marvel #avengers #mcu #dc #batman #batfam #the suicide squad #star wars #bradley bradshaw #jake seresin #bob floyd #jason todd #bucky barnes #rick flag #takeshi kovacs

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

So, I just recently hit 1k followers on both this blog and my NSFW 18+ blog, @a-reader-and-a-writer. When I started my blog back in October, I wasn't sure if I would ever get 100 followers, so this is so mindblowing to me. I cannot put into words how much the support, kindness, and encouragement everyone has shown me and my fics in the past 8 months have meant to me. So, I wanted to do a little event to celebrate this milestone!

Starting today, I will be accepting requests for the challenge and I will start posting the fics on July 1st. You can send them in through asks or DMs but please make some indication it is for the follower celebration.

Send me up to 3 gifs/pictures of a character listed below and I will write a fic based on/ connecting them. The images can be from different movies/episodes/mediums as long as they are of the same character. I will also accept group or team images such as The Avengers, The Suicide Squad, Top Gun team, etc. for a group fic. Feel free to specify a theme for the fic (angst, fluff, whump, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, etc)

I am feeling up to the challenge so feel free to send images that seem to go together or seem wildly different or unconnected!

PS. I understand that asks on anon won't let you send pictures, but feel free to send me links to images or gif sets because I still want those who prefer anon to be able to participate! 😁

Top Gun: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Robert "Bob" Floyd, Natasha "Phoenix" Trace, Top Gun Team

Marvel: Pretty much anyone from the MCU, The Avengers, Daredevil, Punisher

DC: Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, The Batfamily, Rick Flag, Captain Boomerang, Harley Quinn, The Suicide Squad, Peacemaker, Adrian Chase, The 11th Street Kids

Star Wars: Din Djarin, Boba Fett, Poe Dameron, Kylo Ren

Misc.: Stephen Holder, Takeshi Kovacs, Ed Baldwin

*Reminder, I do not do smut, but I can do "suggestive situations" or lead up to smut. And this is a SFW blog so please no explicit pictures or gifs 💖

#sfw repost #vee's 1k follower celebration #send me gifs or pictures and i will write a fic #follower celebration #1k milestone #top gun #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #marvel #avengers #mcu #dc #batman #batfam #the suicide squad #star wars #bradley bradshaw #jake seresin #bob floyd #jason todd #bucky barnes #rick flag #takeshi kovacs

[comeontaylorspeaknow]

MAEE!!! CONGRATS ON 1K OMG!!!!!! so happy for u babes <33

Hiii vee! THANK YOU! Your so sweet this made me so happy! Ilysm <3

#ask #wonderful mutuals 💖 #vee <3 #mae's 1k follower celebration #lovely people <3

[faerykingdom]

wonder woman ➺ moodboards

Could I please get Eddie and Steve meeting in the forest??

I hope you liiiiiike it!! <3

#🦊vee #1k justice league celebration

[sugarcoated-lame]

just realized i reached 1k followers at some point recently ???? um?? 🥹

i hope to do something in the near future to celebrate this milestone (i’m just not sure what yet haha)

but for now i just want to say a massive thank you and express how utterly grateful i am to anyone who reads and supports my writing, and for all the amazing, kind, talented and wonderful people i’ve met on this little hellsite 🥹 it’s truly such a joy being a part of this community, and writing fics on here for the past year or so has honestly really helped to bring me out of my shell a bit and has brought me so many lovely friends, and i hope you know that i appreciate the heck out of every single one of you. thank you!!! 💛🧡

tagging some of my lovely moots: @sebsxphia @sunlightmurdock @hangmanssunnies @joelsgreys @just-in-case-iloveyou @floydsglasses @floydsmuse @rhettabbotts @fairyheart @emeraldmoth @joelsgreenflannel @undrthelights @joelslegalwhre @itsokbbygrl @joelshoney @blue-aconite @wkndwlff @roosterforme @petcr3 @teacupsandtopgun @ryebecca @callsignmedusa @attaboylew @bobfloydssunnies @gigisimsonmars @pedroswife69 @pascalpvnk @freelancearsonist @janaispunk @briseisgone @vee-bees-blog 🧡💛

#giving all 1000+ of you a kiss on the forehead #i’m going to cry now #kricket rambles #1k milestone #i’m so 🥹🥹🥹

[mochie85]

For the handwritten asks: 📝

Hope you’re having a good Wednesday 💖💛

Hello, my darling!!!

📝 do you have a WIP (work in progress)? share a piece of it!

I have ✨multiple✨ WIPS and I don't know which one to give you...

To Have and To Hold - Chapter 8

“Loki? Where’s Loki?” you cried out. “Thor, fetch your brother,” Frigga whispered. “But Father would never allow that,” he answered. “I’ll deal with your father. You get Loki here any way you can. Do you hear me?” “Yes, Mother.” Thor nodded as he ran out of the room. “It’s too early. It’s too early,” you kept repeating to Bruce who was holding onto your hand. “Vee, it’s gonna be ok.” Bruce squeezed your hand, and rubbed your shoulders, comforting you the only way he knew. “Why…how, Bruce? It’s too early. Please…” you cried. “My baby.” “I…I don’t know, Vee. But right now, let’s focus on getting that baby out.” He nodded, his nerves betraying him. “I’m sorry I’m not Loki. But I’ll be here for as long as you need me, ok?” You nodded as you breathed through your mouth.

Not to mention my one-shot WIPS. Um...let me just show you a screenshot...

This is a request from @lokiprompts from my 1K Celebration. It's Loki x Female reader (who is actually Hogun's sister.) Title pending, but it's saved as "i can't stand not talking to you." That was her prompt.

It’s now or never, you thought. “Actually, Loki, there is something that I’ve been meaning to tell you.” “What is it, darling?” he asked, leaning against the wall of the shed. He held your hand in his as he pulled you closer to him. “Your hair is untamable,” he laughed placing another strand behind your ear. “The same spirit as you I suppose,” trying to take advantage of the situation. “I’ve grown fond of you, Loki. And not just in a platonic way, but more…intimately.” You annunciated the syllables slowly. The word ticking off your tongue. His fingers paused behind your ear. He looked straight into your eyes but yours were downcast. You couldn’t look at him. You didn’t dare see the mocking expression he might have at the news of your affection.

I'm hoping to get Chapter 8 out this week. Thank you for the ask my friend 🥰😋

🏷️@lokisgoodgirl @michelleleewise @wheredafandomat @gigglingtigger @coldnique @sarahscribbles @sailorholly @loopsisloops @ladyofthestayingpower @irishhappiness @lokiandbuckysdoll @fictive-sl0th @mischief2sarawr

#mochie85 wips #answering asks #handwritten game #muddyorbs #wonderful people #wips

[venuslore]

ahh hi angel!! congrats on your 1k, you deserve it so so much!! 🥹 i hope i‘m not too late for your celebration, if i’m still on time can i get a:

"✉️ — love letters ; tell me a cute lil fact about urself and i’ll write u a love letter ( mutuals only ) ! " ? <3

a cute little fact about me? i‘m a very clumsy person that is absolutely obsessed with baking anything with chocolate for some reason, mostly my kitchen ends up in a mess though. is that enough? i‘m not sure but i hope it is 😭 i hope you have a good day whenever you‘re reading this, darling <3

dear fleur,

my love, hi. i feel like we don't talk anywhere near enough but i'm constantly always seeing u pop up on my dashboard and in my notifs. u seem so sweet and so kind and ur blog is so pretty omg??? literally so pretty. and ur writing?? love me some coryo hehe but seriously feel free to hit me up whenever and we can talk about morally corrupt men with buzzed hair <3

love from vee ᰔ

#— ꒰ ‧ ₊˚ vee's 1k celly ˖꙳‧ ꒱ #fleur ᰔ

[firefly-in-darkness]

The Lost Converse

Pairing → Bucky Barnes x Reader

Characters → Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, other Marvel characters are mentioned.

Summary → Last nights party was a bit of a mad one, what do you do when you wake up in someone else's bed?

Word Count → 3k

Warnings → Alcohol consumption, hangover, waking up in a stranger's bed, memory loss due to drinking but its fun and fluffy in the end :) mischievous Alpine…

Betas → @bccky & @kalesrebellion // all mistakes are my own.

Prompts → Lost shoe at a party - @tarithenurse for their 1k follower celebration writing challenge thingy!!

SSB2021 Square Fill → Pulling a blanket over them when they sleep @star-spangled-bingo

A/N → Hope you like this one - I've written a fair amount of angst lately so have something that's a bit more fun! & a huge shoutout to Vee @bccky for bouncing ideas around and helping me getting the story on the right track!

As always, comments and reblogs are appreciated💕

Firefly’s Masterlist

The thumping motion in your head made you wince, and the light streaming through the haphazardly thrown curtains had your eyes scrunching in an instant. The dryness in your throat had you reach out blindly to your side for water and only finding an empty nightstand. You groaned as you hauled yourself up, the hangover churning in your stomach.

A glance to your other side showed a dark-haired man lying away from you on his front, fast asleep. Luckily for you, even though you had scrambled to get out of the sheets, you were clothed. Well, partially, you only had a shirt and a pair of boxers on.

Wait, boxers?

You frowned at the suddenly offensive item of clothing and inspected them. They were a decent pair of Calvin Klein’s. They must belong to the stranger, right?

Your fuzzy brain screamed at you as you tried to recall the events of the previous night, but it was just a drunken blur, and thinking back was causing too much strain.

Looking around the room, you spotted your jeans on the floor, and as you slipped out from the cover, they caught on your foot. You dropped with a thud and grimaced at the pain shooting through your knees. A quick glance at the man in the bed showed him to be still settled and undisturbed. You audibly sighed in relief, then clamped a hand over your mouth when he turned over onto his back, but thankfully, he remained asleep.

That was when you looked at his face for the first time, his body no longer concealed.

It was James Barnes, your best friend’s boyfriend’s roommate. And there he was, lying on the bed that you had only been in just a few minutes prior. The next thing you saw was the mouth-watering abs that peeked from his top that had accidentally raised during his sleepy movement.

Your eyes involuntarily went wide.

Oh no, oh no no no no!

You internally berated yourself as you tried to remember, how could you have been that drunk? To not even remember how you ended up here, at all?

A wave of nausea roused the memory of tequila and many, many other shots that were well past the count you had tried to keep. That was all on Natasha and Sam.

But this whole situation was a completely inaccessible memory and more than likely your fault. Of course, you had a crush on him, but this was most definitely nothow you wanted to go about it. You wished that you’d at least be able to remember 'the deed' if anything did happen.

Finally, you succeeded in untangling yourself from the sheets and were able to gather up your clothes from various parts of the room. You ducked out of the bedroom, slowly pulling the door close to not make any noise.

It felt comical trying to tiptoe from the bedroom to the bathroom, you knew the route easily enough from your many visits with Natasha to see her now-boyfriend Steve, but with the unconscious bodies sprawled out everywhere in the hallway randomly, it was a little more difficult.

Luckily enough, the people who were crashing on the couch and floor weren’t anyone you recognised, but you couldn't be too careful when you were doing the walk of shame.

You spotted your satchel next to the TV and grabbed it before you dived into the bathroom, locking the door. A wave of relief washed over you.

You’d made it to a place that could be considered neutral. Nobody had seen you sneak out of James’ room, so it was as if you had never been in there… if you didn't tell anyone, of course.

Once you pulled on your outfit from the night before, you shoved the borrowed top and boxers into your bag. Fortunately, it had been a casual party, so simple jeans and a t-shirt were appropriate. You had the decency to wash his clothes before you returned them, but you’d have to think of a way to bring it back, maybe Natasha or Steve would help.

All of that you'd think about later because right now, all you wanted was some painkillers, a gallon of water and your own warm, comfy bed.

Unfortunately, there was only one issue, and it was the shape of your converse. You groaned and glared at the solo sneaker on the bathroom floor, swearing to yourself that you had grabbed both.

Even though you tried to think of a way to get home without your second shoe, you knew it was difficult, if not impossible to walk through New York with nothing on your feet. You had a little more dignity than that, not that you were showing it with how you’d woken up in a man’s bed with no recollection of how it happened.

With a quick splash of cold water on your face and a deep breath later, you were ready to find the missing item as quickly as possible. You twisted the lock with a soft click and slowly walked out of the room, your socks muffling the sound of your footsteps. If anyone could see you now, you looked exactly like a creeping villain in the Scooby-Doo cartoons.

After a few minutes of looking around the living room and kitchen, you realised that the only logical place it could be was in James’ room... and it was the last place you wanted to go back to.

The embarrassment of not remembering and dealing with the whole 'morning after' talk, just wasn’t something you wanted to deal with in your current fragile condition.

You tip-toed to his door and gently pushed it open, peering in ever so slightly and noticing James was still fast asleep on the bed, rolled back over with the sheets wrapped around him like a burrito. Your stomach sank with disappointment - you wouldn’t mind seeing his face and that little delicious sliver of torso again, but you reminded yourself that now was not the time to whine, you had a mission at hand.

One - Get the converse.

Two - Get out.

Three - Hope that James doesn't remember anything... or at the very least, has the decency to not bring it up the next time you see each other.

You snuck around the room, which was a lot cleaner now that the sheets had been moved back onto the bed and around him. You’d find the shoe in no time, for sure.

Which, of course, wouldn't happen. Luck was not on your side today.

You huffed as you dropped to your knees once more to check under the bed. A glimmer of hope came in the familiar silhouette of your shoe just out of reach, so you flattened down and stretched out your arm. A blur of white fluff whizzed past you with the laces between her teeth, dragging the converse to the other side of the bed.

You instantly straightened up and hit your head on the edge of the bed frame, making you wince. The pain made the thumping in your head ten times worse, and you decided that now was as good a time as any for the floor to split open and swallow you whole. You rolled onto your back and stayed there with your eyes closed, waiting for the inevitability of James waking up.

“Alpine, give Y/N her shoe back.” A deep gravelly voice came from the bed, it was stern but gentle for a scolding.

You stealthily peeked an eye open and saw that James was sitting up against the headboard, a soft smile on his lips. His hair was in an adorable fluffy mess, sticking down on one side from where he'd slept on it. The sheets were pooling at his waist, and you couldn’t help but ogle at the cotton top that was tightening across his chest and biceps before you forced yourself to look away.

“Looking for this?” James asked huskily pointing to the converse being held protectively by Alpine.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” You reached over and grabbed the converse before Alpine could get her claws on it again, “and yeah, I was looking for this. Um, about last night-”

"-Don't worry about it,” James interrupted.

You shook your head, “please let me finish. I just want you to know that this,” - you gestured between you two with your index - “wasn't something I thought would happen, and erm, I'm not really sure what this means.”

You looked away, the embarrassment heating up your cheeks as you tried to ignore the nerves causing your stomach to flip instead of the alcohol.

“Nothing happened,” James commented, supposedly agreeing without much concern.

You twisted around to look at him with a raised eyebrow, not sure if you had heard correctly, “What do you mean?”

James smiled, a dimple forming on his cheek as he recalled the previous night’s events.

Bucky couldn’t believe his eyes, it was only the third time he had met you but there you were with Alpine on the sofa, the cat neatly snuggled in your lap.

He wasn’t sure what to think or do, or who he was more jealous of.

Was he jealous of you? The way his cat had made a connection with you quicker than any of his friends, apart from Steve but he lived in the apartment too, it was a given.

Or was he jealous of Alpine? The way the cat had so easily wormed her way into your heart, and how your fingers gently stroked through the white fur.

He was jealous of you both, he concluded to himself. He would never admit how he felt for you. His friends had already ridiculed him for his crush and Steve had consistently encouraged him to get to know you better, to do something about it. He always chickened out, you were way out of his league and probably didn’t feel the same about him.

But tonight, had been different, he could feel your presence more than ever before.

It was in the way your eyes lingered on his face a few seconds longer or the way you sent him a sheepish smile when he’d catch you staring. Your laughter made him feel warm and the attempt to dance in the kitchen was a sight to behold, even if he could tease you about the terrible dance moves later.

Bucky noticed you were too drunk when you started stumbling around the living room and slurring your words. He signalled to Steve, and he came over instantly, “Think we need to put this one to bed.”

Steve nodded, “Come on, Y/N, it’s time for you to rest your little head. Your room okay, Buck? I’d offer mine but Nat’s staying over tonight.”

Bucky gulped inaudibly but nodded, helping Steve carry your out-of-balance body to his bedroom.

You were going to be in his bedroom, on his bed, sleeping? He didn’t know if he’d be able to cope with you so close and he knew that the couch was off-limits. Sam lived on that thing whenever he dropped in saying it was the best part of the whole apartment.

Steve gently placed you onto Bucky's bed, and you attempted to remove your t-shirt, which Steve immediately stopped. The growl you gave him made Bucky chuckle and call your attention straight to him.

“I can’t sleep in my clothes.” You whined, the blank look in your eyes making you look even more adorable with the little pout.

“Well, you can wear these, if you want.” Bucky pulled out a top and boxers and threw them your way and he swore that you grinned at him, but your face was hidden in an instant as you slumped onto Steve’s shoulder.

“Okay boys, let me sort her out.” Natasha appeared in the doorway, making a beeline for her best friend.

Steve and Bucky headed back into the party, the latter heading straight to the kitchen to get another beer, to hopefully help him forget about the beautiful woman lying in his bed and how, at some point tonight, he’d have to join her if he didn't want a backache from sleeping on the floor.

Upon his return to the lounge, Natasha was already sitting in Steve’s lap and with a quick glance down the hallway, Bucky saw that his bedroom door was closed. But another surprise was Alpine pawing at the wood panel.

Bucky’s heart melted at the sight of his cat pining for the person behind the door, and he decided what the harm would be in letting Alpine check in on you, for the former's sake of course. He slowly opened the door, hoping not to disturb you if you were asleep.

Alpine instantly rushed past him and jumped up onto the bed. She did a little walk around before settling by your feet at the end of the mattress. Bucky’s mouth went dry and was unable to move from his spot. If you had super hearing, you’d be able to hear his heart thumping in his chest at the sight of you hugging onto his pillow, wearing his clothes.

Looking like you were his.

Bucky pulled a blanket over your legs then shuffled back to look at you and Alpine. Maybe one day, he’ll have the courage to ask you on a date. And maybe, just maybe, Alpine would be the catalyst to whatever might happen between you two…

Bucky clarified that there was no funny business and that you just went to sleep, “And that’s what you get for mixing your drinks without proper supervision, I warned you that Sam could be a menace.”

You remained silent and chewed your lip, appreciating the way he’d looked out for you when most people wouldn’t. It warmed your heart at the thought of him being the one to care, the uncertainty that painted your features was replaced with a smile, even if you were still mortified by your drunken antics.

“But I see now that waking up in a stranger's bed might have made you panic.” James rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly then got off the bed, putting on a pair of jeans.

“Yeah, sorry about that.” You muttered, the heat on your cheeks sizzling from your embarrassing behaviour, “but thank you, for not letting me make a fool of myself, well, more than I already did.”

“S’all good.” James grinned.

You stood up, not quite sure what to do next. With your bag hung over your shoulder, you headed to the door, “Well, I guess I’ll be off then, goodbye James.”

“You can call me, Bucky. It’s what friends call me.” He commented.

“Well, if you consider me a friend,” You looked back at him with a small smile, “see you around, Bucky.”

You did hope that you’d see him again because, even though you tried to fight it, your little crush on the man was growing with each second that you spent in his company.

A soft small body began weaving between your legs, “oh hey, Alpine.”

“She does that when she's hungry, I’ll see you out.” Bucky motioned out into the hallway like a gentleman.

Bucky stopped abruptly and you almost collided into his side, your hand immediately grabbing his arm in surprise. You couldn’t help admiring the thick muscle underneath and you subconsciously bit your lip.

“About time,” Steve sighed, sipping from a coffee mug, in his spot on the couch, “We thought we’d have to send Thor in to wake you both.”

Natasha chuckled and put an arm around Steve’s waist, “I’ve seen how Y/N is first thing in the morning, wouldn’t risk sending him in. He’d come back like a mewling quim.”

You dropped your hand from Bucky’s arm, but it wasn't long before he interlaced his fingers with yours. You looked up at him, heart thumping in your chest and he winked, legit winkedat you.

He headed straight for the kitchen and literally pulled you along with him. You caught Natasha’s mouth drop in surprise, which later turned into an impressed smirk as you shrugged in her direction with a grin.

Alpine remained at your ankles until Bucky placed the bowl on her designated mat, and she instantly nudged his hand out of the way and began eating, leaving you and Bucky in the kitchen in awkward silence. That was until your stomach began to grumble, very loudly, like it always did in situations like this.

Bucky gave you a lopsided smile, “Do you wanna grab some breakfast? I’m starving too.”

His eyes looked so stunning that you could get lost in them. You already had done that, if you were being honest, on the rare occasion that you were close enough to see the brilliant blues, just like now.

You grinned back and nodded, a little too eagerly at first, then you laughed, “yeah, that would be nice.”

“It’s a date then,” Bucky winked, again, setting off the butterflies in your stomach, “there’s a great diner a couple of blocks away.”

Steve shouted from the hallway, “Tash, we’re going to Peggy’s Diner. You owe me ten bucks, he finally asked her!”

You both groaned and rolled your eyes at the intrusion, but really, you couldn’t complain as you were still able to spend more time with Bucky.

He pulled you closer to him by your waist, whispering in your ear that caused a shiver to run up your spine, “I’ll take you on a proper date later, just us. Promise.”

fin.

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5 Simple Rules for a Successful Fake Relationship: The Proposal

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader

Summery: Your's and Ben's agents approach you about pretending to date in order to boost interest in your new movie.

Warnings: Nothing for this chapter other than some swearing maybe? Things may get a little spicy in later chapters though.

Words: 5843

AN: This fic was written for El @laedymoon​ for her 1K celebration! I took the trope 'fake dating' and this was the result! Honestly fake dating is one my my fave tropes and I've been wanting to try my hand at it for a while so this was so much fun to write! Originally it was meant to be a one shot but when have I ever been good at sticking to plans lmao? Instead it'll probably end up as a three or four part series, maybe with an epilogue as well, who knows.

I’d also like to point out I started writing this months before we got those photos of Ben and Olivia so this was in no way inspired by anyone’s theories about whether or not their relationship is a PR stunt and I’m not particularly interested in that kind of talk.

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You’d known fake celebrity relationships were a thing that happened, you just never expected to be approached about one. But, here you were, sat next to Ben in an office usually reserved for producers meetings, a slight frown on his face as he listened to your agents explain how beneficial it would be if the public believed you were a couple.  “It’ll be good for the movie,” your agent, Mary, said matter-of-factly, “Studies show that if people – particularly women ages 15 – 45, the exact demographic we’re targeting – believe a real romance sprouted during the course of filming a movie, they are 78% more likely to see the movie. Plus, your names in the tabloids mean more exposure for both of you which means more offers in future, no matter how well this movie does in the box office. It’s all about being seen, people knowing your names.”  “Are you serious?” Ben asked slowly, glancing to you, as if trying to determine your reaction.  “Look, Ben, obviously we can’t force you or Y/N to do this,” his agent, Peter, introduced to you moments before, said, “the movie has already started filming and everyone appreciates your opinions, so saying no isn’t going to affect your jobs. But,” he paused, making sure the words were getting through to you both, “we strongly recommend you consider it. There are enough pros to make it worthwhile and it would only have to last until a week or two after the premiere. We can give you the rest of the day to think it over and make your decisions, but we will require an answer by tomorrow morning. If you agree, we can discuss terms and get everything in order to run the first story early next week.” 

You and Ben left, tempted to laugh at the strangeness of your morning.   “Think I need a coffee after that. You wanna come over to my trailer for a cup?”  “Yeah, okay, sounds good,” you followed him quietly for a moment, thinking over the conversation you’d just been part of, “What do you think?”  “About what? Coffee? You know I love it,”  “Not coffee, the whole pretending to date thing,”  “Oh that,” you could almost hear his eyes roll.   “You don’t think it’s worth it?”  He paused.  “Saying no won’t hurt my feelings,” you nudged his shoulder, hoping to ease his obvious discomfort, “it is a weird situation.”  “Weird is an understatement. And weren’t you with that Luke guy, what would he say about it?”  “He’ll say nothing since we’re not seeing each other anymore,”  “Wait, what?”  “Yeah that lasted like three dates and went nowhere, I haven’t seen him in weeks.”  “Oh, sorry.”  You shrugged, “What’s there to be sorry for, he was boring. Anyway, we were talking about you and me.”  “Right, that.” Ben opened the door to his trailer and waved you inside, following you over the threshold, “What do you think about it?”  “I’m not opposed to it. We already spend a lot of our time pretending to date anyway.”  Ben chuckled as he flicked the small kettle on, grabbing your two mugs and the instant coffee.  “Plus it would be good to get our names out there a bit more. And we're friends, right?” After the weeks of pre-production costume fittings and script read-throughs you certainly thought you were friends and hoped Ben did too.  “Of course we’re friends doofus,”  “Thanks dweeb. But that means it'll be fun getting to hang out and stuff.”   “So, wait, you think it’s a good idea?”  “Well it can’t hurt, can it?”  Ben frowned, forehead creased, “Don’t you think it’s all a bit, well, daft? As if us dating, real or not, would really have an impact on the movie, I think that’s bullshit. Plus, y’know, the work we’d have to put in to making it seem real or whatever. That’s just inviting extra stress into our lives and extra work which it doesn’t sound like we’d be getting paid for. Acting’s fun but I don’t want to spend every waking moment doing it.”  “Well it wouldn’t be every waking moment would it? Just the ones when they had photographers around. They’ll get a few photos of us leaving set holding hands or out having dinner together and spin it into a big romantic story and all we’d have to do is hold hands and have dinner. And you can’t call bullshit when they had actual statistics to back them up.”  “It sounds like you’re trying to convince me.”  “No, if you don’t want to I don’t mind, but I also don’t see anything wrong with it. And I think you should actually think about it instead of writing it off instantly.”  “So if I said I was into it, you’d want to?”  You shrugged, “Yeah. I want this movie to do well, I want this job to go somewhere. And if I have to date you to make that happen I will. That sounded better in my head. I just mean that I’m happy to pretend to date you, even if I wouldn’t in real life, no offence.”  “I’m a little offended,” he chuckled, “but really can’t argue with that can I?”  “If you’re not comfortable with it, say so and we’ll tell them no,”  Ben paused, staring at you as he considered what you’d said, quiet for so long you were sure he was going to say he wasn’t interested. You were about to put him out of his misery and tell him you didn’t want to anymore when he spoke up.   “They did say it would be good for the movie and out careers,”  “Someone’s coming around,” you sing-songed, taking the mug he offered you.  “Alright, I admit, maybe not as awful an idea as I first thought. There are…some pros anyway. And I guess we can hear the terms and then make up our minds properly.”  “Aww, looks like I got myself a boyfriend,” 

The next morning you found out what you were in for if you did agree to it. Once again both of your agents were waiting in the office but this time a third person was with them when you arrived.  “Y/N, Ben, take a seat. This is Barry, he’s a representative from Paramount Pictures.”  Barry, with his salt and pepper hair and well cut suit, leaned forward in his seat to shake Ben’s hand and then yours with a pleasant greeting.  “Well,” Mary spoke up, “have you made a decision?”  Ben looked to you before he spoke, “It’s a tentative yes from both of us. We’d like to hear a bit more about it before we fully agree but, so far, it sounds okay.”  “Glad to have you on board,” Barry said, reaching into his bag and pulling out a manila folder full of paper.  “In that case, the terms,” Peter said, glancing around to make sure everyone was ready, “If you do agree, we’ll need you to sign some paperwork stating you understand your obligations and all that, so take a copy of these,” he took two small stapled documents from Barry, handing you each one, before passing another to Mary, “just so everyone has all the info at hand.”  “Are these the terms?”  “Yes. Don’t worry, we’ll explain, but it’s all laid out in there if you need clarification.”  “There’s more pages than I was expecting,” Ben said, already sounding like it was becoming too much work to worry about.  “You don’t have to worry about the last few pages, it’s mostly just legalese. Essentially, you’ll be required to act like a couple in public. That’s really all there is to it, though contractually it’s a little more complex.”  “What does that mean?”  “We just need you both to agree to perform specific relationship type moments that we can sell. For instance, Y/N, we will need you to be spotted by paparazzi leaving Ben’s apartment a couple of times. Or vice versa. It is the 21st century afterall.”  “You mean like a walk of shame?” you asked, glancing at the paper in your hand.  “That’s not the official term on the contract but it’s more or less correct. You’ll need to change clothes, make it look like you stayed the night even if you didn’t really.”  “Wouldn’t it be more traditional to wear the previous day’s gear?”  “Perhaps but if you’re in the same clothes as the day before the paparazzi can’t sell the photos as easily because they can’t prove they were taken on different days. We want to make these photos easy to sell and easy to circulate. To that end, some paparazzi and gossip blogs will be tipped off by the studio and hopefully word will spread as the buzz around you gets stronger.”  “There will also be required dates, of course. At least one of them needs to take place at the French restaurant Boucher because they have a partnership with the studio. There is also a clause about an argument, provided people become interested in your relationship and we keep it going all the way to the premiere.”  “Wait, an argument?” Ben flipped through his papers, trying to find the right section.  “You just have to be caught arguing, or at least looking like you’re angry and about to fight, just so we can sell the whole trouble in paradise storyline.”  “People like conflict,” Mary shrugged, “Otherwise all we need is the two of you to act like a couple in public, maybe a few social media posts, from now until a week after the theatre release. After that you’re free to ‘break up’, though you will also need to sign a non-disclosure agreement which will stop you from talking about it for a few years. We’ll organise a few magazines and gossip sites to run stories about the split and, depending on how the public react to your story, may later run some Ben and Y/N, back together question mark type pieces, entirely fabricated of course.”  “You will attend the premiere together and, obviously, do press together. We will tell reporters not to ask about your personal lives, so no one suspects the relationship to be fake, though a few questions may slip through. Though we don’t expect this movie to earn any award nominations since it’s not being marketing for any there may be some later down the track. In that case we may ask you to extend your relationship long enough to attend the ceremonies together, provided you aren’t working on other projects at the time.”  “The only other requirements are that, a few times a week you allow yourselves to be seen in public. Hand holding, kissing, really sell the whole fallen in love thing. That’s it really.”  “And we can’t even tell our families?”  “One leak is all it would take to have this revealed. You tell your mum who accidentally lets slip to the neighbour who sells it to a magazine. And if it’s revealed it could be harmful when it comes to box office numbers, which is the exact opposite of what we want. But enough of these have been done so that we know how to manage them, and all you have to do is keep quiet about it and act like you’re in love. Easy. Are you both on board?”  Barry, who’d been quiet throughout the meeting, leaned forward expectantly.  You already knew what to say, "I’m in if Ben is,”  Ben chewed his lip as he skimmed over the paper in his hands again. He sighed and raised his eyes to where Barry sat, waiting.  “I don’t know I-”  You’d seen it coming, his answer. Really it wasn’t much of a surprise. Ben didn’t strike you as the sort of person to go in for schemes like this and he’d been hesitant from the second it was suggested. You heard him sigh again as his gaze landed on you and you wondered if he thought less of you for wanting to be part of it.  “Okay. I’m in.”  You were a little stunned by his change of heart but you were the only one. Everyone else in the room seemed relieved and a little frantic, Barry reaching back into his bag, Mary and Peter talking over each other to assure you both that you’d made the right choice.  “Glad to hear that, Ben,” Barry was saying as he pulled out another folder of documents, “Now, we’ll need you to both to sign here.” 

After shooting was done for the day you accompanied Ben to a small pub for a drink. Mary and Peter had left the meeting on their phones making hurried calls to get photos of the two of you leaving the set together. You’d jumped a little as Ben grabbed your hand before realising why his fingers were linked through your own. It was warm and he didn’t let you go until you reached the pub, the snap of cameras audible as you walked down the street. You found a booth while Ben headed to the bar, returning a little later with a drink in each hand.   “One G and T for my girlfriend,” he laughed as he put the drink in front of you and slid into the seat opposite.  “Y’know if you told me last week that I’d have had a boyfriend before we finished filming and that it was you, I would have laughed.”  “God me too. Our jobs are so bizarre. Literally what other profession would encourage you to pretend to date?”  You laughed and pulled out the papers you’d been given that morning, “And who’d have thought there’d be so many contractual requirements.”  “We should add our own set of rules. Like just so we’re clear about what we’d be uncomfortable doing or whatever.”  “Safewords?”  “Get your mind out of the gutter. Christ, you fake ask a girl out and suddenly all she can think about is sex.”  “My mind was in the gutter long before we were set up.”  He let out a huff of laughter and shook his head, reaching for his glass.  “I know what you mean though. We should definitely define some things,” you grabbed your bag and began digging through it for a pen. When you found it, you turned the papers over giving you a blank canvas to work on, “Firstly sex.”  “Should have known,”  “May as well start with the big one. Rule 1: No Sex. Completely off the table.” you took a sip of your drink as you began jotting it down.  “Your wank game strong?”  The conversation was interrupted as you choked on your drink, finally recovering enough to splutter, “excuse me?”  “Well it sounds like we might be together for a while. Can’t go on any tinder dates or anything since that would look like cheating. You sure you can last that long?  “100 per cent.”  “Alright, if you’re sure. Rule one, no sex.”  You finished writing it down, rolling your eyes, “What about PDAs? We have to do some but is there anything you’d be uncomfortable with?”  “I’m not really one for like public make out sessions,”  “Thank god, me neither.”  “Okay, good. What about cuddling and that kind of thing. Man this is weird to talk about,”  “Yeah, is a bit. I can do some cuddling in public but y'know, nothing too much. Hugs are fine, an arm around my shoulders is fine. Holding hands is obviously okay.”  “What about an arm around the waist?”  “Hmmm….maybe. Yeah, I think I’d be okay with that. But your hand never goes below my lower back. I will have no arse grabs or pinches or hands in my back pocket.”  “Wasn’t planning on that but good to know. Does cuddling include lap sitting?”  “Absolutely not.”  “Okay, strong boundaries, I respect that. You going to write all that down?”  “Rule 2: PDAs kept respectable and to a minimum. And rule 3: hands above the belt at all times. What about our families and friends?” you asked as you made notes on acceptable PDAs, “chances are we’re going to have to deal with them at some point since they’re going to think it’s real.”  “Okay, um, how about…no meeting anyone unless there’s a reason like a family gathering you’d be expected to bring a partner to. And if that does come up we can work out a game plan then.”  “Make sense. Rule 4: No families unless no escape.” 

By the time you left the pub, your list of rules tucked into your bag, it was quite late.   “Hey, you wanna crash at mine tonight?” Ben asked, “we can text Peter and Mary, let them know so they can organise paparazzi for the morning.”  “Tonight? I don’t have a toothbrush or a change of clothes or anything.”  “We’ll pop into a shop and buy you a new toothbrush, should probably get you one for my place anyway since apparently you’ll be staying over more than once. And I’m sure I’ve got something you can sleep in.”  “And tomorrow? Can’t wear this again in case we get photographed.”  “I’ll give you something and then I’ll drop you home in the morning,” he shrugged.   “I guess that would work,”  “C’mon, it’ll be like a sleepover. Stay up late and talk about boys, have things devolve into a sexy pillow fight, sleepover stuff.”  “And you say my mind lives in the gutter.”  “That’s not a no,”  “Alright, I’ll crash at yours. Closer to here than mine is anyway.”  “Awesome,” he grinned at you, “c’mon, this way….babe?”  “Didn’t sound so convincing there, Ben,” you snorted.  “You should have used a pet name then, instead of my actual one. And I was just testing the waters, what’d you think?”  “Babe’s okay. As long as we don’t get into weirdly cutesie things like turtle dove or snookums.”  “You don’t want me to call you snookums? How about cuddle bunny? Pumpkin pie?”  “Oh fuck off,”  “Think you mean fuck off honey bear.”  “Rule 5: Standard pet names only!” 

As much as he clearly enjoyed teasing you, Ben made sure you had a good time with him. He took your hand again but it was only so he could pull you into the warmth of a small Chinese restaurant. It was one he seemed to regularly visit judging by the way the man at the counter knew Ben’s order straight away. He seemed a little surprised when Ben asked to add extra dishes, eyes darting to your entwined hands, and then back to Ben’s face, but he said nothing, just cheerily gave Ben the new price.  “What was that about?” you asked as you walked the last block to Ben’s door, each of you carrying a bag, his full of food and yours supplies from the grocery store, “the look he gave you when he saw me?”  “Oh, that’s nothing. I used to go to that place a lot with my ex and then we broke up and I kept going on my own cause it’s close and it’s fucking good food. But, um, they know me pretty well and I guess it’s been a while since I took a girl there.”  “Well I’m flattered that you chose me to be part of this touching moment,” you laughed and followed Ben to his front door, taking the second bag from him so he could pull his keys from his pocket and let you in. You’d never been inside Ben’s place before so you let him lead you down the hallway towards the kitchen, taking charge of pulling everything from the bags as Ben got out plates and cutlery.  “Oh shit, hang on gotta text Mary and Peter,”  You took over dividing up the food as Ben dug his phone out of his pocket. A few seconds after he’d sent the message and put his phone down a ding made him snatch it back up again.  “Peter says there’ll be someone here to snap us while we leave. They want us to kiss if possible. Guess it’s really started then,”  “Guess so. Can I ask one thing?”  “Sure,” he said it slowly, almost nervously.  “Why’d you change your mind about this? I thought for sure you’d say no.”  “Oh, that. I don’t know, I guess I figured it wouldn’t hurt, especially if it was going to benefit the movie. C’mon, don’t want this to go cold,”  You weren't sure you believed him but you let him shrug off the question as you picked up your plate and followed him into the living room. The next couple of hours were spent eating and watching trashy reality tv shows, making jokes at their expense. You and Ben kept talking long after the show ended, until he realised how late it was getting.  “Better turn in otherwise I won’t get up in the morning,” he laughed.  “Yeah, probably a good plan,” you stretched out on the couch, placing a cushion under your head.  “C’mon, I’ll show you to your room.”  “You mean I’m not sleeping on the couch?”  “Oh my god you’re a dork,” he threw another cushion at you, “I have a spare room you can use.”  “Well I didn’t know that,” you laughed as you pushed yourself to your feet, following him back down the hallway towards a closed door you hadn’t noticed before.  “Nah, you’re all good. It’s honestly mostly used by my friend Joe when he’s travelling over this way. There’re clean sheets in the linen press in the bathroom which is the next door on the right, and extra blankets in the cupboard just there. Also watch the blinds if you try to close them, they can be a little stiff. If there’s anything else you need let me know, my bedroom is at the end of the hall, near the living room.”  “Some PJs would be good, if it’s no trouble.”  “Oh right, yeah of course, give me a second.”  You dropped your bag in a corner of the room and then popped into the bathroom to grab some sheets. Ben came back with an old t-shirt and some flannel pants.  “These are mine so they’ll probably be a bit big but they’ll be fine for the night. And they’ll look good for the camera in the morning.”  “Thanks,”  “That everything?”  “Think so, night Ben,”  “Night, snookums.”  “Rule five mister,”   Ben just laughed, pulling your door shut behind him.  

Waking up in Ben’s spare room was mildly confusing. The bed faced a different direction than yours did, the blinds blocked out too much of the morning light, and the sheets felt different. But the previous night came back to you and then the reason you were staying at Ben’s did too. It made you too nervous to go back to sleep, too restless to stay there, so you got up and stumbled to the door, opening it just in time to see Ben leaving the bathroom.  “Morning,” he groaned with half shut eyes and sleep mussed hair, “you want a coffee?”  “Please. Thanks.”  He yawned, acknowledging your answer with a nod and left the bathroom to you. When you were done you found him in the kitchen with a steaming mug of coffee in his hands and a second on the bench in front of him. You took it gratefully, letting the warm caffeine wake you up.”  “Breakfast? I can offer you toast or cereal unless you wanna wait for pancakes to cook.”  You shook your head, “Don’t normally eat breakfast,”  Ben looked aghast, “You know breakfast’s important, right?”  “Shhh, lemme wake up before you start lecturing me,”  Ben smiled into his own mug, falling silent until you’d downed half your drink, “You good now? Alert?”  “Close enough. Please don’t tell me about breakfast though.”  “I wasn’t going to. There was another text from Peter this morning.”  “What’d it say?”  “Well, a photographer will be here around nine-ish ready for us, but they said he’ll stay for as long as we take.”  “Okay.”  “And, um, he was very careful in how he worded it, but they want us to look like we fucked. Also I told them I’d take you home so there may be someone waiting for us there too, he never got back to me on it.”  “Shit, okay. Umm, guess I’ll just wear this then?” you indicated the pyjamas you’d borrowed, “might lose the pants though, help sell it a bit more.”  “Yeah, guess so,” Ben cleared his throat and took a sip of coffee, his eyes firmly fixed over your shoulder.  “What time is is?”  “Uhhhh,” he glanced at the oven, “Twenty past eight.”  “God I haven’t been up this early on a weekend in months.”  “Not one for farmers markets or anything then?”  “Not really. Much prefer lying in bed doing nothing.”  “Me too,”  “We’re meant for each other,” you laughed, “did you want to have a shower or anything?”  “Nah, you can if you want though,”  “Might as well wait until I get home. But I am gonna clean my teeth, especially if we have to kiss.”  “Maybe mess up your hair too, make it look like you didn’t sleep much.”  “Well how could I when you’re such a good lover,”  “I know you’re joking but if anyone asks, I’m incredible. You came like three times.”  “Did I now?”  “Of course.”  “Good thing no one’s gonna ask then, don’t think I’m great at lying.”  “You’re an actress, Y/N. Besides, it’s not really a lie, I am that good. You just haven’t experienced it personally.”  You poked your tongue out at Ben as you stood and headed towards the bathroom again but you did as he’d suggested and messed your hair up as much as you could. 

“How do I look?” you ask Ben when you were done.  “Gorgeous,” he said, eyes raking over every inch of your appearance from the ruffled hair to the hint of panda eyes you’d manufactured with your eyeshadow to the slightly unbuttoned flannel shirt and missing pants.  “But do I look like I’ve been thoroughly fucked?”  “Oh, right, umm, yes I think so,”  “You do? I feel like theres something missing.” You darted back into the bathroom to look in the mirror again, “Oh! I know. Might be taking it a bit far though.”  “What is it?” Ben asked, following you and watching you in the mirror.  “What if you gave me a hickey?”  “Y/N, I-”  “Yeah, I know, that’s a weird thing to ask. Don’t worry, I think we’ll be fine without it.”  Ben’s cheeks puffed up with air that he slowly let escape his lips, “no, you’re right, if I’d really slept with you last night I would have marked you up a bit. A hickey will definitely make it look more authentic.”  “It’s not totally inappropriate for me to ask?”  “No, no, we have to make it look legit, it’s a good suggestion. Here, I’ll uhh,” he stepped in close, one hand tentatively winding around your waist to pull you back against him, the other moving to push your hair aside. His breath was hot as he leaned into your neck. You saw him glance at your reflection, eyebrows slightly furrowed, but then his lips were on your skin, sucking at you until a bruise formed. Your own breath quickened with the contact but you knew it was just because he’d found a particularly sensitive spot and it had been a while since anyone had handled you like that. It was still just Ben and it was still part of your jobs. But all the same you let your eyes slip shut and hummed at how nice it felt. You were almost disappointed when it was over. Ben stood there for a moment, head bent over your neck, long enough to take a deep breath, but then he seemed to collect himself, taking a quick step back.  “Will that do?”  “It’s great Ben, really ties the whole look together.”  Ben returned your smile but it didn’t quite reach his eyes, “Good. Good. Okay then, I’ll umm, what time is it?”  “Just after nine,” you said, glancing at your phone, “wonder if the photographer is here yet.”  “I think I will jump in for that shower actually, by the time I’m done he definitely will be.”  “Okay,”  “Make yourself comfortable though, watch some TV or something.”  “Alright. Thanks for being so cool about all this. I know you’re a little sceptical about the benefits and everything.”  “It’s fine, Y/N, no need for any of that.” He smiled again as you left the bathroom and the door shut behind you, but it still seemed off.  

You settled onto the couch to flick TV channels, pausing at a breakfast news show and then at some kids cartoon you didn’t recognise, only stopping when Ben entered the room, clean and dressed.   “Hey, I was wondering,” you said, turning towards him, “should I give you a hickey as well?”  “No,”  You were a little taken aback by how quickly he’d answered.  “I mean, I think that’d be overkill. Keep it up our sleeves for next time, yeah?”  “Okay, yeah, sure,”  “Is he there?”  “I think so.”  Ben walked towards the window and twitched the curtain aside just enough to peek out, “Yeah, looks like him. Big camera pointing at my front door.”  “Okay,” your heart began to beat a little faster, “show time then,”  “Show time.” Ben nodded as he turned back to you.  “Do we have a plan? I kinda wish I had a script right about now,”  Ben laughed a little and you thought he seemed more himself, “I think you should go out first so they can get a good clean shot and then I come out after, maybe with my hand on your back?”  “Sounds good,”  “Okay, umm, I’ll lock the door and when I turn around you kiss me and then I’ll open the passenger door for you and we’ll drive to your place.”  “Don’t bother opening my door. I’m not big into that kind of gesture, plus I think if we were actually being caught by the paparazzi, we’d be getting into the car as quick as possible. Maybe throw a look his way like you aren’t happy about being photographed just so it doesn’t seem too staged.”  “Okay, no opening doors, noted.”  You shrugged, “I just think it’s a bit old fashioned and unnecessary,”  “I’ll keep that in mind for our dates. You ready to do this?”  You nodded and stood up, leading the way to the front door. Ben collected his keys and wallet and placed a hand on the lower part of your back, your signal to open the door and step outside.   “Kinda wish I had pants on,” you said softly, “It’s a bit brisk,”  Ben chuckled as he followed you out, “We’ll put the heating on in the car for you,” he turned to lock the door. You watched him, fingers gripping the key a little tighter than he perhaps normally would, and as soon as he began to turn back around you were moving towards him, one hand thrown around his neck, the other in his hair as your pressed your lips to his. His hand found your back again, pulling you in close as he kissed you back fiercely, as if he were unwilling to let you go after such a good night together, the kiss of a man falling in love. For half a second you forgot it was an act. And then he was gone, his nose brushing yours briefly before there was space between you. You felt a little dazed with Ben looking at you so softly but you took a deep breath and reality came back to you. With another breath your turned and headed towards the car, able to hear the rapid click click click of the camera. You shot a look towards the noise and then got into the car, Ben hopping into the driver’s seat about a second later.  

“You’re a good actor,” you said before silence could settle between you, “I already knew that, of course, but the kiss was really good. Almost completely believable.”  “As long as it’s believable enough in the photos,”  “I’m sure it will be. I think we pulled it off.”  Ben nodded, “Yeah. You still chilly?”  “Little bit,”  He reached over and twisted one of the dials blindly, warm air suddenly washing over your goosebump covered legs, “better?”  “So much, thanks.”  “I think he might be following us,”  “You did tell them we were going to mine, s’pose he’ll be trying to grab a couple of shots of us there.”  “Yeah, probably.”  “Should we come up with another game plan? Maybe you walk me to my door, we stand there talking for a bit, saying goodbye. I stay and watch you leave before I go inside.”  “Perfect. Is another kiss part of the goodbye?”  “Careful Ben, you sound almost like you want to kiss me,” you laughed, “but yes, think it needs to be.” 

It went completely according to plan. By the time you were getting out of the car the photographer had pulled up outside your house, his camera sticking out the window of his car so he didn’t miss his shot. The camera clicked as Ben took your hand and you led him to your door.  “Well, guess that’s it for today. I did have fun with you last night, even if it wasn’t the kind of fun everyone else will think it was.”  “Yeah, me too. Happy to have you stay anytime you want to be photographed again. Maybe we’ll get you some PJs that can live at mine though.”  “Probably for the best. If this goes well I can see them wanting us to do it again soon.”  “Oh definitely. They’ll probably have notes for us so we can get an even better performance next time. You ready to wow them with another kiss?”  “Lay it on me, babe,”  “Anything you want, snookums,”  You groaned but before you could protest too much Ben was kissing you again, softer than before, no longer trying to convince you to stay, just trying to prolong the moment before the goodbye. It left you a little breathless as he cupped your cheek, leaving his hand there when he pulled away. As you opened your eyes you saw him bite his lip and then he leaned in to leave you with a final chaste peck before his fingers slipped from your skin and he was walking away. You let out a long exhale as you watched him go, waving as the car took off. Once you were alone inside, the door firmly shut behind you, you laughed at how ridiculous the whole arrangement was. But at least Ben was a good kisser. Not too firm, not too wet, just the right amount of tongue. Believable enough to give you butterflies.  

#my writing #my fics #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy imagine #ahhhh #this was fun #i hope ya'll like it

[obaex]

rafe cameron x shy reader ♡

as requested here by the lovely @erwinsvow. love this sweet concept!

vee's 1k spring break vacay celebration (closed)

#rafe cameron #obx rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe obx #rafe cameron aesthetic #vee's 1k celebration

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Bri’s 1K Celebration!

GUYS!!! I HIT 1K LAST WEEK!!!

Never did I ever think that I would hit 1K on here and I am honestly speechless. 

So to celebrate, I’m doing a whole sleepover WEEKEND

I don’t really know how to make this organized or look like so let’s get straight to it!

Send me 

OBX ship requests 

this or that

cast your mutuals 

would you rather

fmk

ask me anything!

send me your tumblr crushes! lets spread some love!

Bri and Jade asks or Bri + JSquared asks

anon asks or messages, claim an emoji and become a regular anon! 

send me blurb requests!

rant to me!

tell me something good about your day

🍉 for a vibe check

🎶 and I’ll hit shuffle on my playlist and answer with the first three songs that play

📖 for a random story about me

i really don’t know many of these so, send me literally anything and I’ll do my best!!

Tagging some moots!

@maybe-maybanks​ @sarahroutledge @midnightmagicmusings @midnightmagicmusingsmain​ @myrandom-fandomlife @mahleeyuh @berry-vee​ @y0ungandfuckingdumb @jjsredhat​ @ampanonyg @outerbanksbro​ @ilikealotofpeople-younotsomuch​ @katiaw2​ @k-k0129​ @void-sadie @dpaccione​ @ilovejjmaybank @rae131415 @socialwriter @anonymous0writer @jjtheangel @poguelifesurfshop

#bri's 1k celebration! come celebrate with me!

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You shouldn't have given me the permission to ask these.. so feel free to ignore my curious ass.. 1, 4, 14, 19, 21, 22, 25, 26, 27, 36 (am I right if I say angst? *wink wink resting bitch face*), 40, 42 (I'll be bold and ask for an explanation?), 46, 50, 51. Thaaaaaaaank you Wonder! Ily ✨💜

Thank u for the asks vee! ilyyy

1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?

The first one I really got involved in was Once Upon a Time!

4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?

No, I don’t because I wasn’t super involved in OUAT. With Marvel, I write and read fanfictions and sometimes analyze things and I’m so much more involved so i really only count this one as being super involved, and I don’t regret it at all! 

14. Go on, who are your BroTPs?

Sam and Bucky for SURE, Nat and Clint, Nat and Steve, Nat and Tony

19. Is there a ship which you wished you could get behind, but you just don’t feel them?

Stony (steve and Tony). I’d also say to a lesser degree natsharon- i can like get behind it and i think they’d be cute together, but no matter how hard i try i can’t really get into it

21. What was the first fanfic you ever wrote? 

I believe it was “are you warm enough?” which is why I was so so ecstatic that stephy made a moodboard of that fic for my 1.5k interpretation celebration

22. Is there anything you regret writing?

This one is really tough. I guess in the end though my answer is no. Each fic i write (even if it’s never posted) helps me gain understanding of nat, helps me work on perfectly writing her in-character, and each fic i write helps me improve as a writer. and at one moment in time, i desperately needed to write it, so in the end, everything means something!

25. What’s your most popular fanfic?

I was actually surprised by this but my most popular is Blindfolds and Whispers (SMUT). the first chapter of The Quarantine Series is a close second, with only a few notes less. 

26. How do you come up with your fanfic titles? 

I used to just take a little piece from the work and quote it, but now I try and come up with a few words that really comprise how I feel the work is. honestly, there’s not much of a system oajfoewifj

27. What do you hate more: coming up with titles or writing summaries?

i usually don’t ever write summaries, because i hate writing them aoefijaowfj

36. What’s your favorite genre to write?

vee i’m wheezing at what you said aoiefjaewoij! my fav genre is most definitely fluff, as i’m sure anyone who’s followed my blog for even two seconds can put together aowefjaofej

40. what do you struggle the most with in your writing?

this one is really tough because i think i struggle with pleasing myself the most. So i really struggle in terms of if i think it’s good enough for my own standards. Specifically with like writing problems, i struggle with writing action scenes a lot

42. List and link to 5 fanfic authors who are amazing: 

1. @secondsineternity . I absolutely love the Stolen series. The way Nat is written by this author is absolutely incredible, and so so so so so in character. Obsessed. 

2. @empyreanwritings . *clears throat and pulls out megaphone* NAT AND BRAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i seriously love steph’s writing so much, for not only how well she writes, but how incredible and unique her ideas are. 

3. @forever-more-never-again . this author has such a beautiful way with words, and they also write fics that i can never quite find something else that’s like them. Truly truly truly incredible with ideas and how they write them. 

4. ElisaCollette on Ao3. This author is another who writes so in character for Nat that i honestly can’t stop reading and re-reading them. It’s also so evident that they take time and care in creating their stories, and every little detail is so well thought out. It’s honestly an experience when reading their work (Stand by Without Flinching is my favorite story in the whole wide world, and this author wrote it :))

5. @wokeupinawalnut . This author has the MOST AMAZING drabbles ever. I love love love love love reading them, and they always have my heart singing with how incredibly well written they are! 

46. If someone was to read one of your fanfics, which fic would you recommend to them and why?

This question is so incredibly hard to answer. I think I have a few I’d recommend because they’re all so different that’s it’s hard to pick. It would depend on what they’re looking for/into, but here’s what I’d say for different things:

-If the person is looking for something comforting, and they want more of Nat as a mentor, or if they’re looking to read something that really just means a lot to me: Your Red-Headed Mentor. This is my baby and it always will be.

-If the person wants a rollercoaster of emotions, and wants a little flavor of everything: Dazed and Confused, The Quarantine Series. Not only is this one of my most popular writings, but it has so many things happening in it. 

-If they want something unique: my 1k celebration. 

-If they just want to read a oneshot of mine, something that I need to show to them to prove I can write, and take it seriously: Tsunami. 

50. How did you get into reading and/or writing fanfiction? 

If it’s okay i’ll skip this one because I’ve talked about it at some point before!

51. Rant or gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction!

I absolutely love that fanfiction is free, and that there’s a community in the world of fanfiction, and it can be so incredibly uplifitng. It blows my mind tbh

#madison speaks #answered #ask game #vee tag

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

To the anon who sent in the 3 Pinterest pictures for the Follower Celebration with a Hangman request, I really appreciate it as well as the well wishes and congratulations! Unfortunately, it is supposed to be pictures of the actual character themselves.

Now, I totally understand there are limited photos and gifs for Top Gun at the moment, so I will also accept any behind-the-scenes pictures/gifs or even any pictures of the actors from photoshoots or other projects that could fit with their Top Gun character.

Sorry about that! But I do thank you for sending in an ask for the celebration! 💖

#thanks! #anon ask #vee's 1k follower celebration #follower celebration #top gun #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #hangman #jake hangman seresin

[kenobbii]

wowow congrats on 1k!! that’s so amazing and you definitely deserve every one of them! 💓 can I have a 🌱? thank you!

thank you vee!! you’re so sweet!

type: sprite | mermaid | kelpie | pixie

power: regenerative healing | flight | time manipulation | teleportation

color: soft pink | murky blue | forest green | bright white

scent: floral | woodsy | spicy | fruity

mood: romantic | melancholy | languid | giddy

join my 1k celebration!!

#thank you! #janemjolnir #ask #answered #mutuals #jo celebrates 1k