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Hi! Omg I love the fan fics you wrote I was off of em last night lmfao. I was curious if you could do one that’s like a poly with robin finney and reader where they decided to go watch a movie in a drive in watching a horror movie and reader is like scared shitless while finney is slightly scared and robin is just laughing at his two bfs like “I love these idiots”.
Drive In Dates
Finney, Robin, and you were all huddled in the back of Robins dads old truck. The truck bed was covered with blankets and pillows, with snacks and drinks strewn between the three of you.
You were sat in between Finney and Robin, both of whom talked big game about keeping you safe during the scary movie. Robin insisted that the movie wouldn't be that scary, and that certainly you would be fine.
It was indeed that scary.
You found yourself practically buried under the blanket that covered the three of you, holding onto both of their hands.
You felt Finney jump a bit when the killer showed up out of nowhere, covered in blood. Typically, you would tease him about it, but you didn't really find yourself in the position to make fun of anyone right now.
Robin, however, was completely unfazed. During the entire movie, he ranted about how horrible the film-making was, from the shitty special effects, to the shaky camera. Typically, you would be upset about him talking so much during a movie, but you were glad to have something else to focus on.
There was one jumpscare in particular that basically horrified you. It wasn't because it was gory, or even surprising. In fact, it wasn't about the movie at all. It was all because of Robin. Robin, whom had a devious smirk plastered across his face for the entire scene.
You were practically a ball of nerves, almost knocking over Finney with how much you curled into him. Finney smiled, finally feeling like he was "protecting" you more then Robin was.
Unbeknownst to you, Robin had managed to snake his arm around your waist. You were almost shaking as the camera in the movie slowly began to inch around a corner, and just when the music stopped, Robin grabbed onto you, tickling your sides.
You gasped and let out a sort of squeaking noise, which was very loud despite the many speakers from cars playing the audio from the movie.
A few people gave you weird looks from other cars, and you immediately shrunk down in between your two boyfriends.
Robin was laughing his ass off, and you shot him a nasty glare, smacking his hand away.
"You are so fucking mean, Robin! That was foul play!" You whisper-yelled, crossing your arms over your chest and fake pouting.
You heard a chuckle come from Finney, and you glanced over at him, shooting a glare his way as well. Finney smiled and grabbed your hand. "It was a little bit funny." He whispered, gently pulling you closer to him.
Robin sighed and rolled his eyes. "I was just trying to distract you from the scary movie, duh." Robin snickered, and it didn't take a genius to tell he was lying.
"Whatever. That was still so mean of you." You huffed, leaning against Finney again.
Robin frowned, sticking out his bottom lip and pouting. "Oh, Y/n. I'm so so sorry! How could you ever forgive me!" He huffed, dramatically throwing his head back and sighing. You giggled and tilted your head.
"I'm not sure. How do you think you should apologize?" You smirked at him, but had an innocent look on your face.
Robin pondered for a moment before immediately tackling you and Finney, pulling the two of you into a hug. He placed a soft kiss on your lips then proceeded to do the same with Finney.
You smiled, a slight blush dusting your cheeks, meanwhile Finney was completely flustered and as red as a tomato.
"I suppose I can accept your apology now. Only if you give me the rest of your candy!" You spat out the last part quickly as you leaned across him, quickly reaching for his bag of candy.
Drive in Dates with your boyfriends were your favorite.
hi! i just wanna say your vance fan fic is amazing! and i really enjoyed reading it
ﾟ･ 🎀 AHHH! Thank you, my chapter 3 of my fanfic will be out soon. I’m writing it and requests <3 theses messages, literally make my day so much better. 🎀 ･ ﾟ
. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Finney Blake and GN! Reader.
༉‧₊˚ -Format: Blurb/Head-canons.
× &﹕Summary: “I have a request! Can you maybe do a Finney Blake x reader where his S/O ( The reader ) went missing and now once he gets kidnapped, he gets a call from the reader? How would he react? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to!!”
×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): a other Finney Blake fanfic!! I’m doing all my requests then I will post chapter 3!!
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- You were kidnapped right after Vance Hopper so you guys don’t get confused.
- You were walking home and told Finney that he doesn’t have to walk to your home since your house and Finneys are very far away.
- He agreed even though he did want to walk with you and you got kidnapped the same way Finney did.
- So right after Finney got a call from Vance about how to escape.
- You called him right after Vance.
- Which lead to a phone call:,)
Finney's ears still were hurting after Vance Hopper screamed at him saying ‘THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU.’ He still helped him to escape The Grabber.
He was still waiting for another phone call. So someone else can help me out of here, the grabber was taking his time to kill him.
RING RING RING.
‘There’s another phone call.’ He thought, he slowly walked to the phone and answered it. “Hello?” He was waiting for the other person to answer.
“It’s been too long, Fin..” the soft voice spoke out. Finney was confused about who this was, the voice was a bit too quiet to even know who this was...
“What’s your name?” “You don’t remember me..?” The voice was much clearer and that’s what hit him.
It was y/n. “Y-y/n?” “You do remember me,” Y/n said. Finney's thoughts were all over the place. He couldn’t believe you were here, talking to you. Wherever you were he couldn’t believe how long it was since the last time he talked to you.
That day he really wished he didn’t listen to you and walked you home or even let you sleep over in his house. Or somewhere so you wouldn’t die…
He missed you a lot and didn’t know how to explain it in words, he missed you so much it hurts. “I-... I’m sorry I wasn’t there... I'm sorry I DIDN'T help you.” Finney cried out.
“Don’t be... either way I would end up here.” You mumbled back, Finney wished you were here. Just to see you one last time. But that was just a wish, an impossible wish.
“I miss you, Finney. I don’t want you to end up like me, I want you to live out your dreams.” “I-It won’t be the same without y-you,” Finney said, still crying. He wanted to hug you, to speak face to face.
One thing he didn’t know was that you were right next to him. Looking at him, you were about to cry but you didn’t. You had no more tears to cry. All you wanted was Finney to escape from this shit hole.
To make the grabber suffer. For doing this to you and for kidnapping Finney. You wanted to kiss him or even just hug him.
“Come on Fin, I want you to escape. If you won’t do it for yourself then.. do it for me.” You said your voice is still kinda shaky. Finney thought he would do it for you. He will never forget you. He promised.
“Okay.” “I don’t have enough time. I need to go, I love you fin.” You said to him. With hope in your eyes and pretty sure you saw his eyes shine a bit more.
no way no way no way no wayyyy ahhh ive been looking for a person who writes for finney and now i found you 😭👏 you saved my life, thank you for that 😔🙏
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Could you do a one where the reader and Vance we're together and the reader was killed by the grabber before Vance. And the reader trys to help Vance escape and stay safe from the grabber when he gets kidnapped (and Vance can communication with the reader through the phone like Finney did but he can also see them bc when he turned around while still on the phone bc he heard a voice which was the readers and he also finds out the reader was murdered by the grabber and gets pissed)but the reader ends up failing to protect him and Vance died too and they can finally be together again?
⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 📞 I promise. 📞 .♡
༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader
. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and GN! Reader.
༉‧₊˚ -Format: imagine.
× &﹕Summary: You try your hardest to get Vance out of here.
×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): I loved this idea! Btw Im trying to catch up in requests so requests are going to be slow.
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Vance's eyes slowly opened and his whole body felt like shit. His head hurt like crazy when his eyes fully opened. He was in an unknown place, he got up. Vance saw him.
“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” He yelled out to the unknown man with a weird-looking devil mask. Until it hit him. It was the grabber. The person that took away his lover.
“It’s too late for yelling.” The grabber calmly stated. He was holding a plate, he put the plate on the floor. It was shitty-looking eggs and a soda bottle.
“Where the hell am I?” “In my basement.” He started looking at him.
“Just eat.” “I’m not fucking eating that,” Vance said to the grabber disgusted and mad.
“Oh, your problem. You are already down here. “ The grabber went to the basement door. Vance was in disbelief, how did he get kidnapped by him?
He was stronger than the grabber he knew that. He beaten up three kids in under 2 minutes. He was just mad and confused until he turned around. There was a black phone.
‘How dumb is he?’ Vance thought. The grabber already knew what he was doing and thinking about. “The phone doesn’t work. It hasn’t worked since I was a kid.”
With that being said, he closed the door. For the first time in his life, he truly felt hopeless. He didn’t know what to do, didn’t know what to say. He looked at the food next to the bed.
He wasn’t going to eat the eggs or the soda. He didn’t care if he was going to starve to death.
Two days. For two days, his face was coated in dirt. His jacket was slowly losing its color, his once white shirt. Was covered with mud and blood. This was the third day, yesterday he tried punching the grabber but that ended horribly. He got beaten.
He would try and kill him. He wanted to snap his neck, he wanted to kill him. For them.
He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to fight but he couldn’t. Just not yet, he wanted to fight him when the time is just right. His thoughts were all over the place.
RING RING RING.
‘Was that? That couldn’t be..’ he quickly got off the bed and went to the phone. He was right, the phone was ringing. ‘What? How?’ He picked up the phone.
He put it next to his ear, it was just sadistic. Fucking. Sadetic. He thought he could have escaped. The grip of the phone tightened. He smashed the phone back into its place when he was about to turn around.
RING RING RING.
He turns around, ‘I swear to god.’ He picked up the phone. It was sadetic until he heard a faint “Hello?” “Hello?!?” He almost yelled into the phone. Maybe he could escape, his eyes almost lightened up.
“Hello.” The line was more clear and he couldn’t believe what he heard. It was y/n. The person he loves. “Y/n? Baby.” He said, his voice cracking. He couldn’t believe his ears. “Vance? It’s been forever..” you spoke in a sweet gentle voice.
“Y/n… I can’t believe it’s you..” he said, his voice breaking. “Y/n… I remember.” You said almost forgetting your name.
Before Vance could say anything, the phone disconnected. “Y/n!” He was about to cry. “You can’t talk to the dead.” That voice.
He turned around and it was him. “Stay the fuck away from me.” “Oh don’t worry. I just wanted to check up on you.” He stated.
“You’ve done your check-up! Go.” He said to the grabber in an angry tone.
“If I need to.” The grabber turn around and walked out of the basement.
Vance was about to cry until he noticed the door unlocked. ‘That fucking idiot.’ He thought. Quickly went to the door and when he was about to open it.
RING RING RING.
It was ringing. It’s y/n. He ran to the phone and picked it up, “hello?” “Don’t go upstairs. He’s waiting.” You spoke out.
“What?” “He didn’t say you could leave. If you do, he will punish you. With hitting you with that belt. It hurts like hell.” You said.
“Did he hit you..?” He said to you, Vance turned around and there was you. Standing in front of him.
Your hair was a mess, the outfit was covered in dirt and blood. A lot of blood and your eyes were gone. Blood dripped out of them. You were a mess.
“Y/n..?” He mumbled out.
“You could see me?” You said in the same soft voice. “Yeah… I can.” Vance answered, still holding the phone.
“Did he hit you.” He asked you again. “He did much more than that.” You walked close to him.
“He killed me. I tried to escape.. I really tried Vance.” You cupped his cheek with your hand.
Your once warm and gentle hand was now cold. Since soft and gentle, he wanted to kill that asshole.
“I'm going to kill him! I swear.” Vance said in an angry tone. He looked at you, almost crying out of anger.
“Don’t worry about me Vance… I promise I will help you escape.” You always cared about other people, when he found out you were gone. He was such a crying mess, he wished that he was there to help you. To protect you. To hug you. To tell you that everything will be okay.
“For right now, don’t go upstairs. He’s waiting, Vance. Eat. That food won’t hurt you.” With that. You were gone, he wished he could have talked to you more. But he will listen to you. He will kill that mother fucker. For you.
He quickly got the plate with eggs and soda. He ate the food fast, he almost forgot that he was straving. He drank the soda, even though the Grabber food tasted like shit. He was hungry.
Vance was just sitting down, thinking of what you said. ‘I promise I will help you escape.’ He couldn’t believe that you were protecting him. He wanted so badly to see you or even talk about what happened. He got up, and picked up the phone.
“Y/n.. please answer. I just wanna talk to you. Even just to hear your voice. Please.” He begged. He still heard nothing.
He let out a sigh, and was about to lay on the dirty so called ‘bed’ until..
RING RING RING.
he almost jumped to the phone, he picked up the phone. “Y/n?” “Hey Vance.” You spoke. He turned around and you were there.
“What happened? Do you remember anything?” He questioned you. “It’s all a blur. All I know is what happened here. I do remember you.” You said looking at him.
“I swear that this won’t happen to you.” you spoke to him.
“I love you, Vance.” “I love you too,” Vance said still crying and smiling.
2 weeks. He did everything you told him to, he just wanted to get out of this hell. Today was the day to kill that fucking jackass. The one that did this to you. The one that took your life. The grabber was taking his time.
He couldn’t wait to hear him scream and beg him for his life. Vance was waiting and hiding behind the walls. That’s when the grabber opened the door with the plate of eggs and soad like always done. Vance swears every time the eggs get grosser. “Breakfast Tim-“ he was cut off. “TODAY IS THE DAY MOTHERFUCKER.”
When Vance quickly punched him in the face, the plate of eggs dropped before they both knew it. They were fighting. Vance was fighting like he never had before. He really wanted to kill him. Until the grabber got some pole laying around and hit him right in the face. Vance quickly falled back.
His nose was broken and bleeding ALOT. Everything was getting blurry, “Naughty boy.” He chuckled. Vance turned his head and saw you. You were standing crying.
Then everything went black.
He worked up and was somewhere he didn’t remember being. ‘Where the hell is this?’ He thought to himself. “Vance..?” He turned around and saw you.
“Y/n..” You quickly ran into Vance’s arms, hugging him tight. You quickly started crying, “I’m s-sorry Vance’s. I broke my promise.” “It’s okay.” Vance said to you.
“It’s not. You should be outside and enjoying life.” You cried out. “Baby…y/n.” He said to you,
You look deeply into his baby ocean eyes. “I don’t care about that. I don’t care. All I want is to be with you for the rest of my life.” He spoke to you.
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hii!! do you write for finney blake? if you do can you write a blurb or headcanon abt being his first kiss?
and some details abt it: could the reader be poc and use she/her pronouns!?
but that’s it , tyy!
⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 💋 First Kiss 💋 .♡
༉‧₊˚ #Finney Blake x reader
. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Finney Blake and F!Reader.
༉‧₊˚ -Format: Blurb/Head-canons.
× &﹕Summary: Finney and you share your first kiss together.
×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): yes I do! I haven’t seen a lot of fanfics abt him so..enjoy! (Reader is POC and uses she/her. F/L = Favorite Ice cream flavor.)
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📞 - We all know that Finney Blake is very awkward and shy. Like you know how we saw him talking to the girl?
📞- Like he was flustered, yeah that’s how your guy's whole relationship was.
📞- Anything kinda touchy like hugging, he will be blushing bright like a tomato.
📞- He will just be shy and awkward about your guy's relationship.
📞- And his sister is just teasing him about how he gets so flustered over you hugging him or even doing anything.
📞- “PFFT you can’t even hug her without blushing bright red!”
📞- “That’s not true!”
📞- “I can’t imagine how you get when you two kiss.”
📞- That just made his mouth dry and his eyes wide open. YOU HADN'T EVEN KISSED?!?
📞- He forgot about that part.
📞- His sister quickly caught up on what he was thinking.
📞- “WAIT YOU TWO HAVEN’T EVEN KISSED?? THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT EVERY COUPLE DOES!!”
📞- He was just lost for words.
📞- But today is the day when you two kissed!
📞- Well…he hadn’t planned it out.
Finney just barely realized in the middle of his relationship that you two never had kissed before. He didn’t even notice until his sister had pointed it out.
Well, not pointing it out but making fun of him for getting flustered over everything you do. Which doesn’t matter right now! Today is the day when you two had your guys kiss.
Though… he hadn’t kissed anyone, and he doesn’t know how to even kiss someone. So that makes you very special. Making you his first ever kiss.
When you two were supposed to hang out, he quickly tried to dress more ‘handsome?’ He didn’t know how to even say it. You two were going to get ice cream since it was a very sunny day.
You were wearing a lovely summer dress with sunflowers all over the white dress. You were sitting down on a park bench, just waiting for him to show. Until he saw you were wearing bright red lipstick.
He sly walked toward you, he thought you just looked lovely with your dress and most importantly. Your lovely lips, the color just perfectly fits with your skin color and overall you.
“Oh hey, Finney!” “H-hey,” he said back to you with bright pink cheeks.
“So do you want to get the ice creams together?” “I go and get them?” He asked.
“Okay, that would be perfect! I want f/I.” You spoke.
Finney had both cones in each hand, he didn’t know what to say or do! You were so beautiful and what if you think he sucks at kissing?
He quickly shakes his head, you wouldn’t make fun of him. That’s such a silly idea, it was you. You were always so nice to him.
All of his thoughts were gone when you grabbed your ice cream cone. “Thanks, fin.” That nickname you always used on him.
He truly loved you. “Uh, it’s no problem!” Finney stated.
When you were eating your ice cream he couldn’t help but notice how your lips stained the ice cream.
How there was some red mixed with the ice cream flavor. “Finney… you're staring again.” You said.
He quickly looked away and looked around, “is there something in your mind?” Your question with a slight frown.
“It’s nothing!! Don’t worry.” He answered.
He looked at you again but this time, he looked at your lips. Your once red lipstick was slightly pink, with you eating your ice cream.
That’s when you caught on to what was bothering him. You smirk at him, “If you wanted a kiss. You could’ve just said it” you spoke slightly teasing him.
You moved closer to him, almost touching your lips. Finney's breath hitched, his cheeks brighter than your lipstick.
“What! Pfft no unless you want to! I’m not saying I want to kiss-“ you cut off Finney by connecting his and your lips.
Finney just melted, your lips were so soft. The kiss was gentle but a bit messy and sloppy. Finney was giddy and anxious at the same time, he moved his lips quite slowly. He didn’t know what to do, all he knew was that he loved it. Until he cupped your cheek.
He was feeling warm all over. His cheeks were slowly warming up. You two were exploring each other.
Until your guy's lips pull apart. He didn’t know what to say until he let out a small ‘wow.’ He was lost for words until you kissed his cheek. “You look good with red.”
He didn’t know what you were talking about until you pulled out a tiny makeup mirror from your purse. His lips were the color of your lips. Bright red. He loved it.
“It’s Vance…Vance Hopper..” he said, still on the floor. ‘Why did you ask him for his name?! That was so dumb of you already knew his name.’
Your thoughts were quickly cut off short when he grabbed your hand and pulled himself up off the ground. “So are you okay?” You asked him.
“Other than my butt stinging. Yeah… I’m okay.” He joked. You laughed at his comment. You didn’t know what to do, you're not good with conversations!
“Well, I’m glad you’re okay.” You said to him turning your back towards him. Slowly walking away wishing you had talked with him a bit longer.
“Hey! Wait a second.” You turned around seeing Vance quickly walking to you. “Do you ever want to hang out?” He asked, looking at you.
‘Is he trying to ask me out?’ you questioned yourself. You almost said ‘yes!’ Keyword. Almost. Until you remember you already had plans.
“Uh maybe another time. I already have plans.” You answered. He kinda looked a bit sad when you said that. Which made you hate yourself for saying that.
“Or..” he looked a bit confused but brightened a bit. You took out a piece of paper and a black pen and handed the paper and the pen.
“Or you could write down your phone number and we could plan out when we can hang out?” You stated well mostly preyed that he would do that. “Yeah sure.”
Vance took the paper and pen then wrote down his phone number. Then quickly handed it to you “I will call you when I have time. Have a great day Vance.” You said to him.
You quickly walked away with a radiant smile and bright red checks. you couldn’t believe you had the Vance Hopper phone number. He wanted to hangout with you.
You could’ve shouted out of happiness, you couldn’t wait until you could call him. You opened the paper.
‘***-***-**** i can't wait until we can officially hang out :) - V.H’ you went scarlet red. His handwriting was messy, sure. But it was Vance's handwriting.
You sighed happily then you realized that you needed to go with JENNIFER AT THE DINER! You almost forgot after talking to Vance. You quickly ran home to get the money and at least try to look better.
“Color me your color, baby. Color me your car Color me your color, darling I know who you are.”
You already heard the music playing inside, the diner was a light colorful baby blue color. With some baby pink color in some places.
There were many people in the diner since it was a very popular hang out spot, for people of all ages.
You walked inside and you already saw your friend. Jennifer is sitting in one of the booths, already seeing the menu. You walked up to her.
“Hey Jennifer, sorry for being late.” “I literally thought you stood me up!” Jennifer said, looking up to you.
You just nodded and sat cross from her, “so why are you late? You normally are always on time.” She stated.
“Oh well it’s becau-“ You were quickly interrupted.
“Hello my name is Jenny. Are you two ladies ready to order?” A lady asked both of you, she was wearing the diner’s uniform.
A bright blue baby dress with a baby pink apron with some white in her dress. She had her hair in a bun, with bright red lipstick that stood out. The lady named Jenny had a smile on her face when she was looking at you and Jennifer. With a notepad so she can write down whatever you two were going to order.
“Two milkshakes! A vanilla one and..” Jennifer said while looking at you for an answer.
“Uh..a strawberry one please.” You spoke.
The lady named Jenny wrote down what you two said, looking up from her notepad. She looked at you both.
“Coming right up!” She quickly walked away from your guy's table.
“Come up off your color chart. I know where you're coming from.”
“Anyways, why were you late?” Jennifer repeated her question.
“Oh right!” You said looking brighter, you slowly started smiling.
In all honesty you couldn’t wait to tell Jennifer what happened with you and Vance. It was a dream come true, the fact you got Vance Hopper phone number. And the cherry on top was he wanted to hang out with you. Yes you!! You couldn’t believe it.
“So you know me and Vance always walk in the same direction for school?” “Duh, you told me already.” Jennifer replied.
“So basically he asked to hang out and he gave me his phone number!” You quickly told her.
It was so quickly that Jennifer couldn’t even process what you even said. Thankfully she did.
“Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any, anytime.”
“No way! No fuc-“ Jennifer was cut off by the server.
“There are you two milkshakes.” She spoke while sitting down with your guys milkshakes on the table.
“Is that all?” “Yeah that’s all.” Jennifer answers to her quickly, trying to make her go away.
The server just smiled and walked away, “Anyways! NO FUCKING WAY!!” She smiled at you. You can totally know she was so happy for you. She was grinning ear to ear giggling like a little girl.
“He totally has eyes on you, I mean Vance never gives out his number.” Jennifer stated she was right, Vance never gives out his number. Since he doesn’t really asks girls, all he does is try to beat his score on Pinball.
“Well I don’t know if he has eyes on me, for sure.” You added a straw inside of the milkshake and took a sip of your strawberry milkshake.
“Oh come on! It’s just the lowdown.” Jennifer said, also sipping her milkshake.
“Call me, call me any, anytime. Call me (call me) I'll arrive. You can call me any day or night.”
“Maybe he just wants to be friends?” You spoke looking at her. You did really think he just wanted to ‘hang out’ and you just got the wrong idea. I mean why you? There are many prettier girls that already have a crush on Vance. But a small part of you really thinks he asked you out.
“Wait what did the paper say?” “Oh here!” You took out the paper that had the number.
Jennifer laughed a bit “Jeepers creepers! He has such horrible writing.” She said while putting the paper down.
You laughed too “I know right!” “Okay how about this. We do a little sleepover and call him?” She said with a smirk.
“Maybe you two can ‘officially hang out’” Jennifer stated like how Vance wrote in the paper.
You smiled “That would be amazing!” You saw Jennifer smile “awww! You really do wanna hang out with him.” “NO WAIT I MEANT THE SLEEPOVER!”
Jennifer laughed hard “I know! I know! Just call your mom if that’s okay. There’s a phone next to the entrance.” She started drinking her milkshake.
“Call me. Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets.”
You headed to the phone and put in your mom's phone number for work. Your mom quickly picked up.
You spoke before she could. “Hey mom, I was wondering if I can stay overnight with Jennifer.” You said.
“Of course honey! That would be perfect since I have the Night Shift.” “Okay thanks mom.” You spoke nicely.
“Stay safe.” Then your mom hung up. “I wish you talked to me like that.” Jennifer giggled, you turned around.
“Oh shush!” You laughed.
“I'll never get enough. Emotions come, I don't know why. Cover up love's alibi. Call me (call me) on the line.”
You two walked back to Jennifer's house, the sky already dark and you could see the stars in the dark blue sky. Jennifer unlocked her front door and opened it.
“Your parents aren’t home?” “Nope, they needed to go with my aunt or something.” She answered you with a smile.
You two headed for Jennifer's bedroom, you had already been in her room before. She has a bright and sort of dark yellow wall, with many different types of posters. With different brands and people like the ‘Runways’, ‘Blondie’, ‘The Go-Go’s’, etc. Her room was a mess but still clean at the same time. On her floor, there were magazines, different types of books, and some make-up scattered around.
It was very different from your room. There was a table with a mirror with different kinds of makeup all around. She also had magazines about different places she likes loved to read about. The room smelled like Coca-Cola and strangely enough like sweet food. On her bed there were plushies and on the bedside table was a phone.
“Sorry I didn’t have time to clean my room,” Jennifer said with a bit of embarrassment in her voice.
“Don’t worry about it. I don't mind at all.” You replied. I mean, in all honesty, you didn't care. It's her room, not yours.
You sat down on her bed while Jennifer was going to her Vinyl. Going through a box with records. “Any recommendations?” she spoke with a sweet smile on her face.
“Nope, it's up to you,” you replied, getting a magazine that was right next to you.
“Okay!” Jennifer answered sweetly, grabbing a record. The record quickly started, you remembered this song from the diner quite fast.
“Color me your color, baby Color me your car. Color me your color, darling I know who you are.”
“Wait Jennifer did you pick this from the diner?” you questioned her without looking at her, you have a small smile on your face.
All she did was nod while mumbling the lyrics, you still had the magazine in your hand and you turned it around. It was some sort of boy band? There were three boys in total. The first boy was in the middle with long blonde hair sitting down, the second one was on the right side standing with short brown hair, the third boy was on the left side with jet dark black hair looking kinda mad.
“I see you have taste.” Jennifer spoke sitting on the bed next to you.
“I totally think the black hair boy would be a nice kisser.” She said, smirking and giggling.
“Really? He looks like he hates life.” You laugh pointing at his face.
“I bet you like the blonde one.” She replied giggling winking at you.
“Come up off your color chart. I know where you're coming from. Call me (call me) on the line.”
You didn’t understand what she was trying to say until you looked at him again. His hair kinda looked like…
Vance’s hair.
You blushed hard “w-what! No.” You said, shaking your head.
“Aww someone’s blushing,” Jennifer said cheekily.
“Wait!” Jennifer spoke rather quickly, her face looking like she had a bright idea. Though you couldn’t know what her idea was.
“Call me, call me any, anytime. Call me (call me) I'll arrive You can call me any day or night”
“We- I mean YOU should call Vance’s” Jennifer quickly added.
You were lost for words, you had Vance's number. You should wait for him to call you right? I mean what could you say to him?? Without being weird about it or awkward. Should you guys just talk about something random or should plan out when you two can hang out?
Jennifer could easily tell what you were thinking. It was like she could read your mind. “Ok, you could know… Do some small talk and go on a date,” she states like it was something easy.
“Easy said than done,” you replied to her.
“Call me. Cover me with kisses, baby cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets.”
“Since you are such a baby.” Jennifer quickly reached into the pocket of your jacket. And swiftly grabbed the note with Vance's number on it.
Then typed in his number on her phone. ‘Shit.’ you thought. “Wait no-” “it's ringing!!” Jennifer said quietly.
The phone was picked up. “What's cracking?” a sort of rough voice answered.
Jennifer was gigging and she shoved the phone onto you. You were lost with words, you didn't know what to say or even do. Your thoughts were quickly cut off by Vance.
“I'll never get enough emotions, I don't know why. Cover up love's alibi”
“Uh…hello?” He sounded annoyed. “Hey it's me,” you told him your name.
“Oh hey.” His voice was much softer and nicer than before. There was an awkward pause. Until Jennifer gave you a soft push on your shoulder.
“Right, so I was wondering when we could… You know hang out,” you spoke a little quiet since you were shy. You didn't know what to do.
“Oh! Uh tomorrow??” “yeah..that works,” you replied to him. Before you could end this really awful conversation. Jennifer took the phone.
“IT'S A DATE.” then hung up. “WAIT WHAT?” you said to her.
“Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any, anytime. Call me (call me) I'll arrive when you're ready we can share the wine.”
“Come on, you two were so awkward in an annoying way and also in a cute way.” she answered smiling.
“See it wasn't that bad!” “It was bad. It was awful.” you spoke.
“IT'S A DATE.” Vance heard in a different voice, not yours. Then the person hung up. He didn’t know who the hell that was, but right now he didn’t care for one second. He got a date with you.
He was blushing just a bit. Then he grew a love struck smile on him, he couldn’t wait to see you on your guys official date.
Can I have Vance with a reader who is escaping the grabber and Vance happens to see them at the right place right time
⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. ☕️ Right Place, Right Time ☕️ .♡
༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader
. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and Reader.
༉‧₊˚ -Format: Imagine
× &﹕Summary: You we’re finally escaping from your nightmare. You didn’t know where to go, until someone helped you.
×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): The reader is gender neutral, this is a imagine. This takes before anyone else got kidnapped. Also THANK YOU GUYS FOR THE LOVE FROM MY VANCE FANFICS:)
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It was night time in the sky. The color of it was dark black color, dark grey clouds almost covering the sky. The moon was a milky white color, a very dark night…
You quickly put in the lock code before he comes to get you. The grabber. You were shaking and crying, scared of what the grabber would do to you if he gets you.
A small click and you swing open the door, still sobbing uncontrollably. You turned around and saw the grabber quickly on your trail.
You ran out of there running like you never done before. You didn’t know where to go but you needed to go! Somewhere! anywhere you needed to hide.
There were many missing posters on the floor, many on different walls and on light poles. Your thoughts all over the place until-
“Come here naughty child…”
You were scared of what would happen if he caught you. You saw the forest! You could go there, you thought. You did a quick right turn just trying to lose him.
Soon enough you stopped, you were tired. Dirty. Your face with dried tears. You wanted this nightmare to end.
You slowly stopped crying and you were trying to catch your own breath. Still shaking you turned everywhere to see if the grabber was here.
Thankfully he wasn’t-
“Hey are you okay?” You heard a voice coming behind you, grabbing your shoulder.
You quickly turned to face him, eyes wide open. Thinking it was the grabber, it wasn’t. It was a boy with curly blonde hair, white shirt with a jean jacket and jeans.
“Holy shit- your y/n l/n.. the one in the news.” The blonde-haired boy gawked with wide eyes.
You were too scared to even talk or even ask for help. You didn’t know what to do or what to even say.
The only thing that came out of your mouth was a quiet…
“Help.”
“Is that everything you know?” A police man questioned you while writing what you said in a notepad.
“Yeah…” mumbled to him.
“Okay. Stay strong kid.” He said turning away from you and walking to the other cops.
You sighed holding your cup of hot cocoa and a blue blanket wrapped around your body.
You saw the same boy that helped you earlier walking up to you.
“Oh hi..” you said, scooting away, placing down your hot cocoa.
“Hey.” The boy replied sitting down next to you.
“How are you doing?” “Better than before..” you whispered still not looking at him.
“That’s good to hear at least.” He said slightly laughing to brighten up the room. Maybe trying to make you smile.
You dryly chuckled “I never got your name.” You asked the boy sitting next you. Now this time looking at him.
“Oh! Right, sorry.” He said scratching the back of his neck.
“It’s vance hopper.” He smiled at you.
“Well thank you Vance for basically saving my life.” You smiled at him.
Grabbing the cup of hot cocoa that was next to you and taking a sip. You did feel some awkwardness after you said that.
“Want some?” You spoke trying to make this small conversation less awkward and weird.
“Come on, come on and take me home. Please stay with me and don't you leave me alone. You drive me wild.”
༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader
. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and F!Reader.
༉‧₊˚ -Format: Fanfiction.
× &﹕Summary: You and Vance are head over heels for each other without either of you even realizing it. Until Vance fell. Literally.
×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): First Chapter of my fanfic! This is the playlist for the fanfic, so I do say to listen to the playlist while reading it. There’s some 70’s slang, here are the meanings “Don’t flip your wig! = Don’t be upset.”Casanova = a lady’s man” “foxy mama = a hot looking woman” “Later days = A form of saying ‘Goodbye.’” (proof read by @/alex-whitley-187)
The one girl Vance always found very interesting always caught his attention. The blonde curls on his head and the beautiful blue ocean eyes of his made many girls fall in love with him on sight. Then there's his tendency to pick fights with anyone, no matter where or who they are. The way he truly never cared who he was fighting. Everyone knew him.
With all that, surely he could talk to a girl, right? Nope. He could never talk to you. Sure, he’ll stare at you. In class, in the hallways, in the lunch area, even when walking home. He just… like, loves you. I mean could anyone really blame him? It’s you. There was nothing he didn't love about you. With your beautiful silky smooth hair that shines in the sun, and your beautiful smile that warms everyone's heart. With how your hips swing when you walk, not to mention how sweet and kind you are. You’re perfect in his eyes. In terms of cheesiness, Vance is not the type who would think about these things. He just couldn’t help it, you’re truly his dream girl… but he always thought a girl like you would NEVER like a guy like him. Though… there’s always a small part of him that thought maybe you two had a future together.
You, on the other hand, always see Vance. I mean, everyone in town knew who he was. You already knew that he always gets into fights. You already knew how he has girls drooling all over him. Oddly enough, you never saw him go out with any of them, something that seemed weird to you. I mean he does look like the type that would just go out with a different girl Every. Single. Day. Just like the other girls, you also had a tiny (huge) crush on Vance. I mean how could you not find him at least somewhat attractive? You loved everything about him. Vance and you do live pretty close so you will always see him outside of school. Which for you is such an amazing opportunity to see how handsome he is. If he ever found out that you always look forward to seeing him he’d probably think you were weird. He probably already thinks that you’re a weirdo. I mean you already knew that there’s no way that Vance is the type of guy that would like a girl like you. But a girl can dream.
Your normal routine was to wake up, eat, go to school and sleep, then do it all over again. Nothing interesting ever really happened to you. I mean sure, you sometimes hang out with your friends, but those times quickly ended almost as soon as the conversation started.
It’s not that you dislike them. No, no, no, that’s far from it. It’s just, you didn’t know how to hold up a ‘normal’ conversation, though they do try to talk to you. They do try, but you kept pushing them. You just have that horrible habit.
But somehow someone did break that habit of yours. Jennifer. She really tried her best to be around you and be close to you.
She basically became your only friend, one that you somehow didn’t push away. That was one of your many problems. But as of right now, you were getting ready to head off to school. Your mom wasn’t here today, she was off at work. You quickly went outside and started to head off to school, only one thing, or person, can make your day.
That special person was… Vance Hopper. Yes, the guy with the puffy blonde hair. The one with anger issues. I mean, insult him in some way and you were on the ground with a broken nose, broken arm, and covered in blood. Yes, that Vance Hopper.
That handsome guy. He always walked in the same way, everyday. Which made you so happy! Walking to school? Yeah, that totally sucks ass. Walking to school, BUT stare at a cute guy? That made it all better.
Since you were just thinking about him, he appeared at the corner of the street right in front of you. You could only see his back and his curly blonde hair bouncing with every step. With his denim blue sleeveless jean jacket, white shirt, tight bright jeans that got wider at the bottom, and brown boots. You always adore how he dresses.
You arrived at school before you knew it. Then he was off with his own little friend group. You sighed. When you entered the halls there were so many people talking and crowded together, a few random couples making out in-front of their lockers.
Until you saw your own friends, like you said before you kinda had a habit of pushing away your friends. Well not just your friends, maybe some other people. You just couldn’t help it. They didn’t say anything since they had just given up on talking to you. Until you saw your Jennifer.
“Hey girlfriend! So how was your little walk to school?” She said while wiggling her eyebrows, clearly knowing what she was saying with that.
“Oh hush, it was boring like usual.” You say while dryly laughing.
“If you say so.” Jennifer said while closing her locker. “Are you still up for going to the diner?”
“Sure! After school, right?” You said.
“Yup, but you’re paying this time. Right now I have a dollar to my name.” She said while laughing.
“Right, Right. I guess it is my turn.” You answered while smiling.
“It totally sucks, too. I really wanted these cute shoes I was looking at.” she replied with a hint of sadness.
“Don’t flip your wig!” You rejoiced, smiling at her.
“Yeah, I guess you're right. Plus, that shows I need to be more careful with my money, '' Jennifer sang, laughing.
Just then the bell rang.
“I really should get going. If not, Mr. Smith will kill me for being late. Again.” You say with a sigh.
“Gosh, his class is so boring! Okay, cya.” Jennifer spoke while walking away.
“Then he said I was late again?! Like sorry Mr.Smith, I just hate your boring class!” You ranted, chewing your lunch.
“Right?” Jennifer commented while eating her own lunch. “Anyways, you know Jerry right?”
“Uhh, yeah. The football guy?”
“Well, guess what?” The girl marveled grinning ear to ear. She placed her fork down and clapped her hands together.
“You know I'm bad at guessing.” You said while giggling at her.
“Yeah, you're right. Okay, so Jerry asked ME OUT!!” She beamed while shaking her hands and giggling.
“No way! I’m so happy for you!” You chimed. You stopped eating and looked into her eyes that were full of happiness and excitement. You really did feel so happy for her.
“So… enough about my love life.” She spoke while giggling, a higher pitched sound than before. You knew what she was going to say. When Jennifer does that you knew she was going to say something that you won’t like. “Did you ever try to talk to Vance?” Jennifer asked with a devilish grin on her face.
“Pfft, no! He probably has a girlfriend or is already talking to some girl…”
“What? No! Vance is too busy with his dumb game. He literally just got into a fight over that game.” Jennifer grumbled, rolling her eyes.
You already knew about the fight, since basically everyone has been talking about it for the past week. “I know, but every girl in town has a crush on him!”
“Maybe you can be the lucky one. Hm?” Jennifer said giggling and giving a goofy smile. “Vance, oh Vance! Your hair looks like a poodle and I love it!” She mimicked your voice and put hand to her forehead when she said the last part.
“Oh, hush! Most people have better ears than my mom!” You stated, trying not to laugh at her antics. “Right, sure.” she said, smirk still on her face.
“Plus, Vance is a Casanova. I mean just look at him!” You say while daydreaming about him. “That’s true but you're a foxy mama.” Jennifer joked while winking at you.
“Oh shut up you!” You said laughing at her comment. “Hey! It’s true.” Jennifer added while smiling brightly at you she was truly the best at making you smile.
“Later days!” Jennifer spoked as she threw a peace sign at you. “Yeah see you later.” You replied while you were walking out of school. Playing with your hair you couldn’t wait to go with Jennifer to the diner later, though you still need to go and get your money.
Vance walked quickly to catch up to her just to at least see her. One day you were walking a few blocks in front of him and he saw you playing with her hair. He was taking every little detail about you, the way your hair flew in the wind.
The way your hips swayed as you walked he really liked the outfit you were wearing today, it just made you look even more beautiful. He kept looking at you with basically hearts in his eyes.
Not looking at the ground since he was too busy looking at you. He fell on the hard Concrete floor. He grunted while letting out a small ‘fuck’. He saw you turn around looking right at him.
His checks turned into a light pink color. He saw you walking towards him. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He really wished this wasn't how you were really going to talk. All of his thoughts were quickly stopped, when you offered your hand to help him up. You giggled just a bit. He loved the way you giggled, “Hey, are you okay?” “I was better.” He said his cheeks were still light pink. “What’s your name?”
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You and Vance were on a date thankfully you were able to pick this time. Since the last time Vance picked a movie date. You thought ‘awww Vance is getting more romantic.’ Oh you were so wrong. Of course he picked a horror movie.
Since you hated horror movies you were getting scared, every-time the murder was on screen… you hated that so called ‘Date night’. But on the bright side! You were with your boyfriend that night. ‘Still a lovely date’ you thought. You picked going on a cute picnic date!
You were laying down the baby pink blanket on the grass. While getting out the food you and Vance packed. Vance was just wandering around the area, you truly loved him. Though you never really understood why he was always so mean to everyone.
I mean everyone needs some kindness in their life! You thought while you were almost done getting everything out. “Hey Vance! Sweetheart, come on and eat.” You said to him with a bright smile. Vance quickly walked to you and sat down right next to you. Smiling just a bit at you. “So how was your day?” He asked you while taking a bite from his sandwich.
“Oh just wonderful!” You said while grinning ear to ear. You were explaining everything from your day until you saw Vance glaring at random people. You sighed still smiling and asked “why do you hate everyone?” You said while smiling sadly.
“Because they're not you.” He said quite quickly all you could do is blush. “Awww Vance can be sweet!” You said while smiling brightly. “Oh shush! I ain’t sweet.” “Yes you are!! Aww”
You said while giggling you could have sworn you heard him chuckling. You sighed “can I kiss you?“ you said looking at the blonde. All he did was nod he was literally lost for words. That’s all you needed.
You went closer to him until you pressed your lips together. You really did love your grumpy boyfriend.
