I'm There For You Babe.

I'm there for you babe.

❥ Plot: A group of 3 girls calls their boyfriends at the same time and then they proceed to hang up at the same time. To see whose boyfriend calls back first.

❥ pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x female reader

❥ Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, sweet nothings, banter

❥ Word count: 814

My two friends and I arranged plans to go shopping till our feet felt too tight for our shoes. Instead, we took a raincheck, and my friends and I were now plastered on the floor of my living room, chatting, or some may put it gossiping about our boyfriends. Quite honestly I wasn’t even a slight bit angry because here we were our feet crisscrossed under my living room coffee table, talking about men.

 And hell, I was a sucker for talking about boys.

‘I’ve always wanted to play this game, but it required all of us to have boyfriends.’ My bestfriend Jane announced to Zoe and me.

 I teased jane.

‘Let me guess you wanna borrow our boyfriends, and have your foursome dream come true.’

‘No, but I’ll put that on my things to do when I bored list.’ Jane soaked up the insult which then cause Zoe to take a shot at Jane.

‘Come on y/n don’t encourage her, you know she would only be disappointing 2 more men.’ Jane furiously shoved Zoe’s arm.

‘What I was saying before I was rudely interrupted -I have a boyfriend game. The game is, we all call our boyfriends at the same time and then we quickly hang up before they can answer and we see which boyfriend calls back first. And that boyfriend that picks up first will be crowned the  boyfriend of the boyfriend’s and then -we go shopping and stop talking about boys.’ A smile spread on Zoe’s lips at the idea, but I just rubbed my eyes knowing Bradley wasn’t going to be crowned best boyfriend. The girls were quick to pick up on my emotions. 

‘I already lost because, one Bradley's busy and two He’s not picking up the phone even if someone was holding a gun to his head.’ I stated. ‘He can’t even remember to grab his house key let alone put on a shirt.’ I added a few unnecessary insults.

Jane piped up.

‘Cut Bradley some slack, I bet the only reason he wouldn’t pick up is that- he’s uh- I don't know being a-flying a plane.’ She snaps at her response. 

‘Good point why didn't I think of that? ’ I grab my phone off the couch and go to my contacts clicking on Bradley <3 while the girls go through their contacts too.

‘Ready?’ Jane had her thumb hovering over the call button

‘Yeah but I don’t know why but I’m so scared’ I let out a chuckle, feeling my heart beating faster than usual. Why am I afraid it’s just a game?

We all put our phones down on the coffee table pressing the call button at the same time then all three of us hang up in sync. We look up at each other letting out nervous laughs the anticipation beating through our hearts. 

A few seconds pass and suddenly Bradley <3 is calling me. My jaw drops while the girls comment ‘I can’t believe it.’ 

I answer the phone and put it on speaker to let the girls know my man cared about me.

‘Hi, baby girl.’ Bradley said panting on the other end of the line. I shut my eyes tight smiling like a complete idiot.

‘Hi, babe. Didn’t think you were gonna call back’

‘Well I’m there for you babe.’ He took a deep breath. ‘I’m sorry, I’m panting like a dog I had to do 200 push-ups.’ 

‘No, it’s fine- Congrats by the way Bradley you have now been crowned get this… boyfriend of the boyfriends.’ I bite my bottom lip trying not to let out a squeal not because he won but because I was picturing him drip sweating. I can't believe I'm dating him.

‘Any reason in particular?’ Bradley said trying to keep his heavy breathing to a minimum.

‘for being my boyfriend.’

 ‘The pleasure is all mine.’ Bradley let out a breathy chuckle. ‘Is that all you wanted tell me? Do you need anything before I get home?’

‘No, I can’t wait for my man to come home and hold me in his big arms- I just wanted to tell you that I love you.’ My cheeks started to hurt from smiling. It felt cruel to be throwing dirt on my boyfriend’s name one minute and the next loving on him.

‘Well… I love you too. I got to go I’ll see you when I get home.’ I could tell he was grinning too.

‘Bye hon, love you.’ Before Bradley could say his goodbye I quickly spoke again. ‘I’m also sorry I was shit-talking you earlier.’

‘What!’

‘Love you’ I hung up the phone realizing the other girls were still sitting with me.

‘Wow, I can’t believe your boyfriend was the only one that called you back.’ Jane through her arm over Zoe’s shoulder accepting their loss.

‘Yeah, he’s pretty great.’ I sigh deeply in love

Heaven Bent part 1

Daryl Dixon x female reader

A/n: My first time writing anything for The Walking Dead fandom, but this idea was too cute to pass up! Thank you @ewokiee for all the help!

Summary: The reader finds Sophia lost in the woods, too bad neither of them have any sense of direction. 

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Mirrorball

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x Reader (pretty gender neutral i believe but if you catch anything LMK)

Summary : Eddie has his sights on Chrissy Cunningham, and who can blame him?

Warnings: slight mention of ED, Eddie being a jerk to reader? Idk Based loosely on the song Mirrorball by T swift. I was listening to it when I wrote this.

It was hard to watch his eyes flutter to her table every time her joyous laugh rung through the small cafeteria. I’m not sure exactly when it began, when his happy, dopey gazes with the hellfire club became longing ones for the petite blonde that sat across the room. I couldn’t blame him though, this is Chrissy we were talking about, the princess of Hawkins high. She had everyone wrapped around her perfectly manicured nails, breaking them down slowly with her sweet smile and kind eyes.

I didn’t hate Chrissy. I couldn’t, ever.

Chrissy and I had grown up together, living just across the street from each other. I sat in her living room, whilst her and her mother were in the kitchen. While her parent figure in her life degraded her appearance, tearing her down slowly.

Our friendship had ended abruptly when we entered high school. Chrissy’s mother had pressured the young girl to try out for the cheer team, and after that the friendship dwindle too practically nothing. To a friendly wave if we happened to pass in the halls, but not of course without a sneer from her football playing boyfriend Jason.

Because of course, freaks don’t mix well with the popular crowd.

Yet the longing gazes from our dungeon master continues.

The fixation begun to sneak into the clubs’ campaigns as the months continued too past. He’d come into 10 to 20 minutes late, a small smile on his face and the traces of old weed and her perfume rolling off him.

That smell made my chest hurt.

And here we are, yet again, waiting for the curly hair DM to arrive, while I set up our campaign.  A soft sigh left my lips, the sound filling the small and quiet room. Then, there was a click, followed by a booming voice. “Hello, my little black sheep!” his voice echoed, walking through the room with a small pep in his step. He ruffled Dustin’s hair, much to the small boy complaint, before taking a plop beside me in his throne.

Weed and vanilla perfume.

My chest begun to constrict.

He wore a lazy smile as he spoke with the hellfire club, taking in all the information the excited boys had for the next campaign. That was until, Lucas spoke up about his next game coming up, and how he’d really appreciate if they could try to make this one, as it was the last game of the season before nationals. And of course, the curly black-haired man scoffed at this.

“You can’t just skip hellfire to throw some stupid balls into a laundry basket” Eddie laughed, which made a soft scoff escape past my lips. I prayed that it was soft enough to not draw attention to myself but based off the glare Eddie was sending my way, I know my prayer was not heard. “Got something to say, sweetheart?” He hissed, trying to present himself as threatening. I shook my head, which caused a small tick to escape from him, before he relentlessly encouraged me to speak my mind. A soft sigh left my lips, before I begun to explain myself.

“I just think its unfair, eds” I spoke softly, “we sit here every day, waiting for the guy who controls our campaigns to show up. You expect us to waste our time and wait for you hand and foot, and you give Lucas a hard time by him just because of this other activity he does, let alone support him in his athletic career.”

“Sounds like you’re a bit jealous, Y/N” he spoke, “No eddie, I-“ I begun to say, but he cut me short, with the raise of a ringed hand, and sharp nod. “If you don’t like what my rules are for Hellfire club, your more then welcome to leave it”.

And that’s when my chest collapsed.

I took in a sharp breath, while Mike and Dustin began to talk over Eddie. He begun to yell at them, as my chair scraped out from beneath me. Eddies brown eyes gazed up at me, the slight recognition of what he had just said changing his face in the slightest. Reaching into the front pocket of my ripped black jeans, placing a red and black marbled swirled D20 in front of him. His eyes flickered from my face, to the dice I placed before him, before back up at me.

“happy 2 years of Hellfire, dungeon master.”

#How season 4 should have ended (insp)

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