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i know itβs a bit weird but iβm just so in love with writing this fic!! charlie and ray are my absolute favorites right now!
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WHAT I WRITE
: ΜΜβ i only write fem!reader
: ΜΜβ please don't put too little information in your request
: ΜΜβ i don't write smut, but i do write suggestive content
: ΜΜβ after requesting it usually takes 2-3 days for an ask to appear on my waiting list, you can check if your message was received that way
: ΜΜβ i do write song requests, but only taylor swift ones. please make sure to check if i have already written a song on my song list before you request
WHAT I DONβT WRITE
: ΜΜβ i donβt write about eating disorders or anything that tends to include that due to personal reasons
: ΜΜβ i wonβt write incest, stepcest
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WHO DO I WRITE FOR?
HARRY POTTER (GOLDEN ERA)
: ΜΜβ mattheo riddle
: ΜΜβ theodore nott
: ΜΜβ pairings: theoxbelle, theoxpixie
TEEN WOLF
: ΜΜβ isaac lahey
: ΜΜβ stiles stilinski
OUTER BANKS
: ΜΜβ jj maybank
: ΜΜβ rafe cameron
GILMORE GIRLS
: ΜΜβ jess mariano
: ΜΜβ logan huntzberger
MARVEL
: ΜΜβ mcu!peter parker
STAR WARS
: ΜΜβ kylo ren/ ben solo
: ΜΜβ anakin skywalker
PERCY JACKSON
: ΜΜβ luke castellan
DEAD POETS SOCIETY
: ΜΜβ charlie dalton
: ΜΜβ knox overstreet
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a/n: yay, another surprise!! i donβt think i ever had that many people on a request list before, but iβm willing to try it out!!
BIG SUPRISE FOR MY LOVELY FOLLOWERS:
additional rules;
ΜΜβ i only write fem!reader
: ΜΜβ please don't put too little information in your request
: ΜΜβ i do write song requests, but only taylor swift ones. please make sure to check if i have already written a song on my song list before you request
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note: i will be taking requests so soon, so that i have more time to write them during the next few months, because writing twenty-four requests does take a lot of time and effort!
disclaimer: these written works will be published from the 1st-24th of december as part of a christmas calendar. i will publish a list where you can see if your request has been taken
the summer blowout will continue as promised!
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Dead Poets Society One-Shots and Scenarios Master List!!
Disclaimer!!!
includes: Charlie Dalton, Todd Anderson, Gerard Pitts, Steven Meeks, Neil Perry, Knox Overstreet
(DISCLAIMER!: The Dead Poet Society characters are NOT MINE the scenarios/one-shots I came up with. YOU belong to YOURSELF TW/CW will be in front of every scenarios!)
QUICK TW/CW: there will be kissing, mentions of food, hugging, and swearing! If any of these make you uncomfortable/you don't like it pls don't read the scenarios/one-shots!!
THANK YOU AND ENJOY THE SCENARIOS/ONE-SHOTS!!
REQUESTS ARE OPEN COMMENT HERE!!
Boyfriend Scenario List:
How You Meet
Becoming Friends
He Asks You On A Date
The Date
Sneaking Out
He Asks You To Be His Girlfriend
He Meets Your Friends
You Meet His Friends
First Kiss
Hanging Out With Him
You Join His Secret Society
Arguing
Jealous (You)
Jealously (him)
Your Song
He Meets Your Parents
You Meet His Parents
Nicknames For Each Other
Texting Each Other
Wearing Matching Clothes
Getting High Together
Music He Listens To
Watching βWeirdβ Movies
Doing His Makeup
Midnight Walks
Your First Time With Him
When Your Sick
First I Love Youβs
PDA
Head cannons
Dating Neil Perry Would Include
Dating Todd Anderson Would Include
Dating Knox Overstreet Would Include
Dating Charlie Dalton Would Include
Dating Steven Meeks Would Include
Dating Gerard Pitts Would Include
What His Hogwarts House Is
How He Would React To You Breaking Up With Him
Going to the Beach with Him
How He Would React To Being Rejected
Charlie Dating an Athlete
One-Shots
Somewhere Only We Know (Todd Anderson x male!reader)
Poems (Knox Overstreet x fem!reader)
The Doll (Charlie Dalton x fem!reader
Kisses (Neil Perry x male!Reader)
Radio + Date (Steven Meeks x fem!Reader)
They Love Him (Todd Anderson x Gender Neutral Reader)
Best Friendβs Brother (Todd Anderson x male!reader)
Not So Secret (request) (Charlie Dalton x male!reader)
Unrequited Love (Steven Meeks x GN!reader)
Character x Character one-shots:
I Love You So (Charlie/Knox)
Warnings: fem!reader, established relationship
Requested by @swvaxq
12:00. Midnight.
Charlie waits patiently for her in the cave. The Dead Poets cave. If his friends knew what he was doing they were going to kill him. But she was worth it. A ruffle of trees reached his ears that was accompanied by her swearing under her breath. He laughed fondly. God that girl was something else. He laid his coat down and drew the picnic basket closer as she entered the small place.
The smell of her hit him first. Roses and faint jasmine here and there. The sight of her came second. She had slightly curled her hair and had tried to pin them in place so as to not tangle in tree branches, being kept away from her beautiful face allowing him to admire it without a hint of resend. Leaves adorned them as long as her clothes and a large puddle of mud where in her left leg, staining her trousers.
"Rough journey?" He asked jokingly as she approached him.
"Yes," she said proudly matching his wit with her own, slightly raising her chin and answering " I had to cross the dens of Hell, just to see you".
"Well then, you must really love me."
"That I do," she said as she kissed him softly on the lips.
"For what it's worth I love you too."
"True, but you are obsessed too because what logical person on this planet would beg for forty minutes to meet him in the cave just because he missed me? You and possibly a serial killer."
He laughed at her. And drew her closer. Kissing her lips, making her lose her breath then her cheeks, her nose as it scrunched in distaste, hating being kissed there and then her forehead.
They stayed quiet, enjoying the peace and tranquillity they had as she tucked her head under his chin and buried her face in the corner of his neck. When he darted drawing his hands up and down in her sides she started squirming.
Ticklish, he presumed, a nice fact to keep in mind for later, he thought.
"Are you hungry, my dear?"
"Starving, should we go out and haunt deer or rabbits? But be aware I could eat one me you should multiply everything you thought we should catch with two." She said not missing a bit.
He opened his picnic basket which was filled to the brim with all kinds of food. And asked her.
"This seems enough?"
She threw a questioning glance there, calculating and mumbling "Should be enough"
She grabbed one of the sandwiches that were filled with cucumber and some kind of cream cheese that she loved, and practically inhaled it.
She wasn't kidding when she said she was starving, he thought.
When they were done with the sandwiches and they downed over two glasses of water and then found the small taper that contained crème brûlée. Her favourite dessert in the world. He really knew her better than the back of his hand. And he had missed her. Hellton had arranged them so many term exams the last two weeks and he couldn't care less about them or his grades but his friends were adamant about trying and so he did just that. But now he was here, with her and that seemed to be the only thing that mattered at the moment.
The look of happiness on her face was the only thing that somewhat brightened his heels days and weeks. He knew they didn't have enough time and he would have to return soon back to his dorm. Just five more minutes, he kept saying to himself over and over, like a little child that did not want to separate from his friends yet.
Diner Days
sort of requested by @srodulvroux
The Dead Poets x reader
Trigger Warnings: some swearing
Premise: An outsiders view on your diner dates, and the speculation between staff, until an answer seems to come after one opening night.
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Deborah wasn't quite sure when she first noticed you start coming into the diner, but she soon seemed to find a routine in your visits.
You would come in just after 5, with a school bag full of books, an arm load of scripts, and what seemed like a different boy for everyday of the week.
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The first few times you had come in, it had been alone, and you had managed to take up an entire booth, homework spread out, back pack and coat across the other seat.
She had served you, and moved on, thinking nothing of it.
The next time she had properly noticed you, you had come in with a boy, who was all grins and excitement. There was no homework to be seen that day, nor any other day when he joined you in the diner; only scripts, and practicing of lines over meals that went barley touched.
That was when she started gossiping with one of the other waitresses, speculating on if you were dating the boy with sharp features, or if neither of you had confessed your obvious feelings yet.
Soon, coming in with the boy had become part of your routine, though sometimes you would still come in alone, and it became agreed through most of the restaurant, you two were the cutest couple that frequented the diner.
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That was until one day when you had come in alone, sitting in your usual booth near the front window and beginning to unpack your homework for the day.
Deborah had just finished bringing you your usual when a new boy, this one with the chaotic energy of hurricane came sweeping in, loudly joking something close to "fancy seeing you here." as he slid into the other bench, moving your things out of the way.
At first, she hadn't thought anything of it, until someone else pointed out that this boy was flirting with you even more than actor had.
The question slowly became, had you and the sharp nosed boy broken up? Or was this new boy with the loud personality something secret?
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Deborah only seemed to get more confused as time went by, and you began to came in different days with different boys.
Gossip between workers and other regulars seemed to go insane with each new development, even if no one was entirely sure what was going on.
There was the first boy you had come in with, with the sharp features and shining eyes, who also seemed to be an actor, and in the same production as you at Henley Hall. When he came in with you, homework remained no where to be scene, and food went untouched as you worked through scripts and discussed parts of rehearsals. This boy was certainly a number one contender amongst the gossips, who had all gotten used to him at first, and were now pulling for him.
Then there was the second boy, the one with fluffy hair and a wide grin, who was all jokes. Nights at the diner with him seemed to be with no work at all, instead just loud conversations and jokes traded over dinner. All sorts of things from your conversations were overheard, from complaints about classes at Welton, to discussions of poetry. Quite a few of the staff and regulars seemed to pick him as their number one, with how infectious his loud happy personality was.
Another boy had been seen after him, a quiet blond boy with wandering eyes and slightly shaky hands. Deborah had quietly been rooting for him, above any of the other boys, but she didn't tell anyone that. He seemed the most interesting out of all of them, but that was only because of the variety; with the others you had routines, normally hanging out in the same way every time, but with this boy it all but depended on the weather. Somedays he would help you run lines, and other days you would work on homework together, sometimes you would just get dinner together, talking about everything under the sun.
The tall, almost awkward boy was another favorite of many of the gossipers. His almost shy smiles and sunny demeanor had even gotten one of the other waitresses to begin crushing on him. Deborah had gotten her manager to switch out their sections again, because she didn't want that to get in the way of however all of this panned out. And also because the other waitress had too often almost spilled drinks over the intricate projects that covered the table on the days he joined you.
The organized, redhaired boy seemed to be the least favorite of the gossipers; which Deborah found odd, because he seemed to be one of the nicest out of the seven of them. Sure, he seemed a little stiffer than the others, at least the first few times he had come in with you, but that didn't mean everything. Usually, with him the diner was quieter than it was when you came in with the others, as you both sat, working quietly on school work, occasionally a few words passing back and forth.
There was a seemingly love sick boy too, who often came into the diner with you, hair falling into his eyes and an almost crooked grin on his face. Usually with him, time was just spent enjoying each others company and eating dinner. One particularly crochety regular, who had long ago claimed the diner as his place, only like this boy the most because he seemed to be one of the quietest.
The last boy, as far as Deborah could tell, was another redhead with unruly hair. He was bubbly, polite, and quite frankly Deborah's other favorite. You often worked on homework together, though certainly in a more chaotic way than with the other red head. With him it seemed books and notebooks covered the table again, as various topics and subjects competed for attention.
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The gossipers never really seemed to find an answer, as you came in with these various boys, rotating around, never in the same order.
Speculation continued, and arguments were even started over if you were just leading them all on, or constantly breaking up and getting back with each of them.
Deborah, however, found her answer, one December Night.
She had managed to switch her shift with someone else, so that she wouldn't have to come in until after the play at Henley Hall; after months and months of hearing about it, she just had to go see it.
She had come back in for her shift, at 10:30, and was relived to find the diner mostly empty; something she wasn't used to with her dinner rush shift.
Only a few minutes after she'd started, a loud group rolled in, somehow squeezing themselves in your usual booth.
As she came around the corner, Deborah looked up, and then suddenly it all made sense.
You were squashed between the unruly red head, the tall boy, and the hurricane of a boy, with all the others squeezed into the other bench, the sharp nosed boy in the middle; all talking and laughing happily.
A few bouquets of flowers littered the table, as even the stern redhead gushed about the performance of a Midsummer Nights Dream. It was like everyone was very close to everyone, not bothered by the way you barley all fit in the booth.
Oh, Deborah thought, that settles it then.
It was all of them all along.