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Good Luck Charm Series (Not Complete)

In case you don’t feel like scrolling through individually (cause ik I don’t)

Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five

Off Limits Series (Not Complete)

Part One, Two

N2N/Gabe Oneshots:

Exes

Prom Night

Cozy

Timeskip

Anxiety

Switch Up

TUPOHF/David Oneshots:

Angry Fries (the one that started it all 😌)

Just Date Already

Mad

Requests:

GG Period Comfort

WVE Panic Attack Comfort

GG Best Friends To Lovers

Other Stuff:

NYSM

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Okay I just have 1 more request to finish (this one is so creative, it is so fire) and then I promise I will work on Off Limits 3

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gabe goodman x reader best friends to lovers ???

I have a version of this in my drafts already but I’m gonna write a different one here bc the first one keeps going off track.

N2N- Gabe Goodman x best friend! Reader

I walk into the Goodman house around 11 Saturday morning. I greet Diana in the kitchen, “Morning Mrs.Goodman!”

She smiles at me, “Hey (Name). Gabe’s still asleep upstairs.”

I feign offense, “Who says I’m not here to see you?”

She laughs, “Of course, you’re obviously here to help me make lunch.”

“I would love to help you make lunch! What are we making?” I round the counter.

“Just simply sandwiches, I really don’t need the help, go on up.” She waved me off.

I shrug my shoulders, “If you insist.” I head up the stairs, walking to the 1st door on the left. I don’t bother knocking, walking into the room. Gabe stirs awake, he’s always been a light sleeper.

He groans, rubbing his eyes “What is it- oh hey (Name)” he perks up when he sees me.

“Morning sunshine!” I smile at him, sitting on his bed. “You plan on getting out of bed today?”

He sits up, “How are you even standing right now? We didn’t leave the party until like 2AM last night, you’ve got to be exhausted.”

“It’s almost noon.”

“Oh shut up.” He rolls out of bed. “I’m gonna go shower.”

“Good idea.” I hum, getting comfy on his bed. A little too comfy as I fall asleep there.

I wake up to a loud exclaim of “Aha! You are tired!” Gabe calls out

I jolt awake, “Huh? What? I’m up!” I look over at him, immediately shutting my eyes, “Jesus! Put some clothes on.”

“I have a towel on, stop being a baby.” He waves me off. “Keep your eyes closed, I don’t want you perving on me.”

“Then maybe don’t wake me up while you’re naked!” I argue, rolling back over.

“Sorry” he half laughs. I hear the shuffling of him getting dressed before flopping onto the bed beside me, “Crazy that you sleep better than me in my own bed.”

“Bullshit, you sleep pretty good in your bed.” My voice is muffled by pillows.

“Did you come over just to nap in my bed or what?” He teases, hitting me with a pillow.

I sit back up with a groan, “No. but it was a nice bonus.” I look at him, he’s just wearing a plain T-shirt and sweatpants.

He glances at my own outfit, “Is that my sweatshirt from when I toured Stanford?”

“Yup. You threw it at me after I complained about being cold and I just never gave it back.” I shrug, “It’s not like you’re gonna go there anyway.”

“Hey, I might.” He protests

“California is hot, which you hate. It’s ridiculous expensive, which your dad will hate. And they get earthquakes all the time, your mom would have a heart attack which everyone will hate.”

He sighs, “You got me there.” He pauses, changing the subject, “So… how are you feeling after last night?”

I raise an eyebrow, “Uhh, fine? Why?”

I notice his expression flicker for a split second before he hums, “No reason, just making conversation.”

Gabe POV

They don’t remember. Of course they don’t, their memory is shit when sober, it’s a miracle they even remember the party itself… I guess that means it really didn’t mean anything.

They snap their fingers infront of my face, “Hey, dude, you okay?”

I snap out of it, “Oh yeah, I’m fine. I’m starving though, come with me downstairs.” We head down and eat lunch, sitting around and talking in the kitchen.

They giggle at something I said, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, be right back.”

I nod as they walk away, rushing to Natalie on the couch, “Hey, I need your help.”

“Me? What’s up?” She looks at me confused.

“I know it’s not technically the same but you know when you were on drugs-“ I start, not really thinking of a better way to word it.

Her eyes widen, “I- what- yeah? I guess. Where are you going with this?”

“Okay, did you ever do stuff that you totally would have wanted to do sober but you just lacked the confidence and being intoxicated gave it to you?” I blurt out.

“I… think so? I don’t know, most of it’s a blur honestly. Why do you ask? Don’t tell me you did coke, Mom will lose her shit.”

“What?! No, I’ve never done coke… that I know of. Anyway that’s not the point, listen.” I look over my shoulder to make sure (Name) isn’t coming back yet, “Last night, at the party, we were both pretty drunk and (Name) kinda sorta kissed me.”

“Kinda sorta? Like shortly?” She tilts her head

“Oh no, we were kissing for like a good 5 minutes.” I elaborate.

“Right, and lemme guess, they don’t remember so you don’t know what it means?” I nod, “What do you want it to mean?”

“I dunno, I mean they’ve been my best friend since we were 12.” I scratch the back of my head.

“And you’ve had a big fat crush on them since you were what? 14?” She teases.

I feel my face heat up, “No!… more like 13.” I reluctantly admit. I’ve liked them for years, I just never made a move because I didn’t wanna risk making things awkward and ruining our friendship. Even if they did feel the same, we could break up and ruin our friendship anyway.

So I stayed comfortably in the friend zone. I’ve helped them get dates, been there to comfort them when they went terribly.

I even tried setting them up with one of my other friends. “I’m telling you, man, you guys would work great together.” I had told him.

“Let me ask you something, Gabe. How would you describe (Name) to someone who’d never met them trying to identify them in a crowd?” He asked, curiosity painted on his face.

I froze, thinking for a bit. The question caught me off guard. “Weird question but okay. I would say that their hair is kind of impossible to miss, but they aren’t a big fan of crowds so they’re more likely to be on the outsides if they can be. Their laugh is unmistakable and it’s so contagious that they’d probably leave a trail right to them.” According to him I had a sparkle in my eyes the entire time I was answering.

He put a hand on my shoulder, “Maybe you should go after what you really want instead of trying your best to give it away.”

I was super confused at the time, “What are you talking about?”

“You can spend your whole life thinking back and kicking yourself over what could have been if you took the risk. Or you can take the chance and think about the future that could be.”

I paused, blinking at him, “You are paying way too much attention in English class. Did you steal that from Shakespeare? Damn”

He rolled his eyes, “Fine, I’ll put it in simple terms. Stop being a coward” he didn’t elaborate further. I knew what he meant, I just ignored it at the time.

I come back to the present when Natalie speaks again. “You guys are practically already dating, just talk to them.”

“Wha- no we aren’t?” I furrow my brows.

“You guys go literally everywhere together. You tell each other everything. I can’t even count how many times you two have been caught sleeping cuddled up together. They are wearing your sweatshirt right now. The only difference between you two and an actual couple is a few words.” She scoffs.

I think about it. Really think about it. She’s actually right… I didn’t know she could do that. “Great, thanks for the help.” I hop up.

Nat just sighs “You’re welcome… he can be such an idiot sometimes.”

“I heard that.” I call over my shoulder before waiting for (Name) by the counter, heading back up to my room when they come back. I flop onto my bed again, patting the spot beside me.

“Don’t tell me you wanna go back to sleep.” They roll their eyes, sitting beside me anyway.

“Nope, just relaxing.” I assure them. We sit in silence for a minute until I speak again, “Are we dating?” No use beating around the bush.

Their face is full of confusion, “No??”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, pretty sure I would know if we were.” They confirm.

“But think about it. We aren’t that far off.” I continue.

They pause, thinking it through. “Maybe. But we don’t do any couple stuff like kiss or hold hands or anything.”

“We hold hands all the time. And you kissed me last night.” I remind them.

“I what?!” Their eyes widen and then they furrow their brows, “That’s why you asked how I felt after the party… and why you looked disappointed when I didn’t remember.”

I nod, “Yeah…”

“Damn, drunk me has game!” They smirk proudly.

I facepalm, “Really? Can you be serious?”

“Right, right, we basically check all the couple boxes except for the actual label… and all of my relationships do fail because I compare them to you and it’s not even close and they seem to pick up on that.” They pause before looking back up at me, “Dude, I think we’re a couple.”

The tight, anxious feeling in my chest vanishes and a lightness fills my lungs. I try to jumble together a verbal response but nothing comes to mind.

So instead I just opt to hold their hand, only this time it’s different. This isn’t because one of us is scared or we don’t wanna get lost in a crowd. This is about closeness, finally taking in and accepting the feelings we never noticed. This is a start of something new.

Ask and ye shall receive more Gabe. I hope this is good, I really wanted to finish it so I am like super sleep deprived rn but 😁

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idk how specific i can get with request but could you maybe do like a fic where wylan comforts reader from a panic attack? thank you!!

SAB Wylan Van Eck x gn!Reader

Oh yes I can! Be as specific or as vague as you like, whichever works for me.

My chest hurts and I can feel my breathing spiraling out of control. This is pathetic, I’m not a little kid anymore. Yet here I am, cowering over a few mean words. Kaz likes to pretend he’s indifferent but he’s just as emotional as anyone else, probably moreso. I don’t think he meant it when he said if I couldn’t effectively carry out the assigned task then he had no use for me… so why does it feel like he knocked the wind out of me?

My vision starts to blur, tears filling my eyes. This doesn’t make any sense. I’ve never been abandoned or left behind, I’ve always been the one running away. There’s no reason for me to be having such an intense reaction but I can’t seem to stop it. My breathing comes out in gasps as tears flow down my cheeks.

I try to stop thinking about it, to open a window, even doing that stupid thing where I name all the colors I see, to no avail. I pace the length of my room, fidgeting with my fingers as I try to ground myself. I get so swept up in failing at controlling my breathing that I don’t hear Wylan knock, nor do I notice him entering the room until he’s right beside me.

“Are you.. alright?” He hesitates.

I freeze at his words before nodding my head. I can’t even raise my voice to respond sarcastically, Saints who am I?

“That was a rhetorical question.” He slowly reaches to put his hand on my shoulder, “You don’t have to lie you know? I can help.”

I take in a particularly sharp breath, “I don’t even know what’s happening. This doesn’t make sense” My voice sounds so small and hurt.

“Panic attacks usually don’t.” He sighs.

My eyes widen, “Pan- is that what this is?! I feel like my chest is caving in”

“That’s because you’re hyperventilating, and you’re pacing around which is not helping.” He places his other hand on my shoulder, gently guiding me to sit down. “Now breathe, slow, deep breaths.”

I take in slow, shaky breaths, avoiding looking at him. My chest does begin to loosen though as my breathing falls back into rhythm. I take a few more deep breaths for good measure before standing up, “Great, I’m fine now. Thanks.”

He rolls his eyes, “Sit back down.” He sits on my bed, pulling me with him. “You don’t have to talk right now but I’m not gonna leave you alone until I know you’re okay.”

“I’m fi-“

“Actually okay. Not just saying you are cause you don’t want to look weak.” He cuts me off.

I sigh, “I don’t even know what to say. I don’t… do this. I don’t freak out over a few words that don’t mean anything.”

“Words?” He scoffs, “Let me guess, Kaz?”

I nod, “He snapped at me after I came back empty handed from the errand he sent me on.” I look down at my lap.

His expression flickers between concern and annoyance, “What’d he say? Kaz snaps at you all the time, this has to be different.”

“He said if I couldn’t carry out tasks effectively then he had no use for me…then I walked away.”

Wylan frowns and shakes his head“Over a simple errand? That’s insane. He shouldn’t have said that.”

“It wasn’t about me. Not really. I just happened to be the one holding the matches. I know he didn’t really mean it.”

“Well clearly part of you didn’t or you wouldn’t be in this position.”

“No, I knew, I think just panicked at the thought. It’s not even like I have abandonment issues, I was just so scared of the idea of being expendable. Like I’ve finally found where I belong and my place here was simply based on my usefulness.”

“I’ve never claimed to be an expert in the mind of Kaz Brekker but I do know that he wouldn’t abandon his crows. I may not agree with him taking his frustrations out on you but I know you shouldn’t take the things he says when he does to heart.” He reassures me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, “Trust me, you’re far from expendable.”

I rest my head on his shoulder, “Thanks Wy.”

“Anytime.”

This is kinda short but I hope I executed the vision well

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PLEASE send me requests, I’m so bored 😭

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Switch-Up

Boyfriend’s Best Friend! Gabe Goodman x gn! Reader.

This is basically your bum ass bf is a lying cheating ho and you’re having NONE OF IT so as anyone would, you obviously get with his best friend.

Third Person POV

(Name)’s relationship might not be perfect but they’re not unhappy. At least that’s what they tell themselves. Even when Carter cancels plans they’ve had for weeks cause ‘Gabe wanted to go play basketball in the park.’ Even when they know he could’ve easily gone with Gabe a different day with no issues. Even when they decide to go on a walk to clear their head and run into Gabe- run into Gabe?!

“Gabe?!” Their eyes widen when they see him

“Oh hey (Name)” he smiles at them but his expression shifts to confusion when they look so surprised, “What’s up?”

“Carter told me you guys were going to the park…” They frown.

He furrows his brows, “What? I don’t think we had plans today.”

“We did. He canceled last minute because he said you wanted to go play basketball.” Their frown turns to a scowl.

He scoffs, shaking his head, “Well in case you haven’t noticed, he’s a fucking liar. I haven’t talked to him since Friday. Also I don’t think I’ve asked to play basketball a day in my life.”

(Name) sighs in disbelief, “Yeah I see that. But if he’s not with you then why did he lie?”

“Oh I’m sure he’s not doing anything. He’s probably in a field somewhere weaving you a flower crown.” Gabe comments sarcastically.

They give him a look, “Be serious. You’re his best friend, what do you think he’s really doing?”

“Something stupid.” He frowns.

Their face drops, looking down, “Right… do you think he’s…” They trail off.

He sighs, putting his arm around their shoulders. For your sake, I hope not.” He shoves away the thought in his mind that adds, ‘but for my sake I hope he is.’ “Here, let’s go. If you think about it he’s technically ditching us both right now so why don’t we just hang out with each other instead.”

That brings a small smile to their face, “Thanks.”

They pace around Gabe’s bedroom, feeling upset and betrayed. His eyes follow them as they go. “You’re making me dizzy.”

They stand still, looking at him. “Shouldn’t I give him the benefit of the doubt? He could have an explanation.”

“No.”

“But-“

“No. And even if he did have some kind of explanation, you’re clearly not happy with him. And if you say you are, you’re lying to yourself.” He crosses his arms

They falter,“That’s- I wouldn’t say I’m unhappy.”

“The fact that you have to say that is proving my point.” He gets up, standing infront of them, “No one in a good relationship responds to ‘your boyfriend sucks’ with ‘eh he’s alright’.”

“I didn’t say that…”

“You know what else you didn’t say? That I was wrong. You could’ve easily told me I’m way off and you guys are doing great. But you didn’t.”

They sigh, “Cause we aren’t. It’s like he doesn’t know anything about me and he can’t be bothered to learn.”

“He insists on getting you flowers no matter how many times I tell him you don’t like them.”

“Because he’s lazy. He can just give me a thoughtless gift and not have to bother with figuring out what I actually like.” They scoff

“Last week he asked me what your favorite food was, which is weird considering he ditched your plans anyway.” Gabe shakes his head.

“See, stuff like that. He makes plans but he either cancel last minute or just straight up forgets. And who has to ask their best friend what their partner likes?” They furrow their brows

“People who are bad partners?” He offers.

They scoff, “I should’ve dated you instead.” They say it as a half joke but Gabe can feel his heart rate spike as he tenses up. “You know what, I’m done letting him make me look stupid. I’m not wasting anymore tears on him.”

“Good. You should call him and tell him that.” He encourages.

“You know what, you’re right. I’m kind of curious to see how he reacts to being caught in a lie.”

“Probably more lying.”

They nod in reluctant agreement, calling Carter, “Did your mom teach you to be a lying ass bitch or were you born that way?” (Name) opens the phone call bluntly

“Excuse me? What are you talking about? And don’t be talking about my mom like that.” He responds, a bit taken aback.

“Where you at right now?”

“I told you, I’m hanging out with Gabe. We just got to the park. We were about to start hooping when you called with this bullshit.” He tries to play it off.

“Oh really? You’re sure?” They hum on the other end.

“Yeah, now can you chill out? Damn.” He scoffs.

“Alright, FaceTime me real quick, I wanna show you something.” They feign calm.

Some shuffling can be heard before he sighs, “Okay I guess, if you get off my ass afterwords.” His tone is so irritatingly condescending as he accepts their FaceTime call “What is it you wanna show me?”

“Look who I ran into on a walk,” They pan the camera to show Gabe standing next to them.

He waves at Carter, “Hey man, are we having fun at the park?” He asks sarcastically.

“So you wanna tell me where you’re really with orrr? Cause I think I have a pretty good guess but I wanna see what you have to say.”

He pauses, clearly panicking to come up with something,“I’m out- getting you a birthday gift. I lied so I wouldn’t ruin the surprise.”

They laugh in his face, “My birthday isn’t for another 3 months. It’s cool though. Since you wanna act funny, I’m about to be hilarious.”

“What do you me-“ They hang up on him.

(Name) turns to Gabe, “Do I have ‘stupid’ written somewhere on me that I’m not seeing?”

He shakes his head, “No, but Carter probably shou- hold up.” His phone rings, he puts it on speaker “Hello?”

“Dude, can you talk to (Name)? Tell them I’m not with nobody.” Carter tries to get him to back him up

“Are you?” He asks

“Psh of course not, Leanna still in the backseat of you know what I mean.” He scoffs, sounding proud.

“Then no. Also next time you plan on lying, keep my name out of it cause I am not gonna lie for you.” He rolls his eyes before hanging up.

“What did I say?” (Name) shrugs, taking a seat on their bed. “I knew that was his watch on her story. Who the hell soft launches being a side chick?”

Gabe shakes his head, “That’s wild. He’s just as stupid though, clearly they’re a perfect match. He willingly risked you for her, he’s gotta be crazy. The fact he even thought about it, let alone did it is- I don’t even know,“ he sits beside them, “I would never.”

They tilt their head, a smirk crossing their face, “Oh really now?”

“Yup.” He nods, not backing down.

They lean closer to him, “You wanna prove it?”

His eyes flick between their eyes and lips, an intrigued smile on his face,“Do you want me to prove it? Or do you just wanna get back at Carter?”

“Can it be both?”

“Eh why not” he shrugs before crashing his lips onto theirs. The kiss is intense, like he’s trying to make a point. His hand moves to the back of their head, pulling them closer. His free hand is holding their waist.

This one kiss has more passion in it than their entire relationship with Carter. They straddle his lap, both hands tangling in his hair. His hands slide down to their hips, pressing them closer to his own.

They separate to breathe and he whispers into the air between them, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

They tilt their head at him, “Enlighten me”

He sighs, “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about taking Carter’s spot.” He kisses them again, “Watching him repeatedly fuck it up knowing I could treat you so much better.” His lips trail down their neck, “Debating between being a good friend and risking our whole friendship for you. Clearly you can see which side won.” He moves to lay them down on his bed, leaning over them.

Before things can go any further, Natalie gags in the doorway, “Do you have my char- Ew, lock the door!”

He facepalms “Learn to knock! No I don’t have your charger, get out.” She shuts the door behind her.

(Name) buries their face in a pillow, trying not to laugh, “That is so embarrassing.”

Gabe can’t help but chuckle himself, “She’s so embarrassing.” He opts to just lay down beside them.

They hum, scooting closer to him and sitting up. “You know, I always kinda liked you. I tried to ignore it because, well, I was dating your best friend.”

“Really?”

“I think I realized I chose the wrong friend the first time I hung out with you both. I just shoved it aside and pretended you were just a really good friend. If I’m being honest, as bad as it sounds, I think that’s the main reason I stayed with him so long. I got to my limit with him so many times and then it would hit me that you were his best friend, not mine. If I dumped him, you’d probably be on his side.”

He reaches over to take their hand, fiddling with their fingers, “Psh first of all, most guys don’t really care if you date their ex, some dudes even like it. I mean Carter isn’t one of those, he’s probably gonna be pissed but that’s neither here nor there. Also I use the term best friend very loosely, I have like 5 ‘best friends’. Plus, if I’m honest, at this point Carter’s barely even my friend these days.” He shrugs.

“Are you just saying that so I don’t feel bad about homie hopping?”

He scoffs, “He cheated on you. You shouldn’t feel bad for literally anything.”

“Fair point.” They lay back down, head on his shoulder.

He smirks slightly, “I should get him to lie on me more often. Look at all the good it’s brought me.” He jokes.

(Name) playfully smacks his shoulder, “Shut up”

Okay this might be hot garbage, I don’t think I was well rested while writing a single part of this. I like the concept though soo hope you guys enjoy

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Good Luck Charm Pt 5

Wylan Van Eck x Reader x Jesper Fahey

I think I’m gonna have switching POV’s for this one because I wanna spice things up a bit... I wrote this whole thing forgetting they don’t have phones soo we’re all gonna pretend they have like the old timey rotary phones and you gotta be really rich to have them.

If I have to watch Wylan and Jesper eyefuck each other for another minute, I’m going to carve my eyes out with the spoon I’m currently using for my cereal. It’s been a week since the whole ‘Alby’ fiasco and the two of them are thicker than thieves… not that I care about how close they are. I don’t, I just don’t want them being distracted. (Me when I lie)

They’ve just come into the Dregs’ bar after a trip to Wylan’s lab, each carrying a crate of what I assume is the substance Kaz had him create, talking about Sankt Emerens. Jesper sets his down carelessly after making a comment about alcohol and role playing.

Wylan winces, “Be careful, if you break one of those and you’ll have a really unpleasant role to play for several hours.”

Jesper quickly pulls his hands away, “Noted. Bottles of danger…” he turns to the sack of costumes with a smirk, “Bag of fun” he looks over at me. “What about you, (Name)? What role will you be taking up for the festivities tonight?”

“Apparently Kaz has a specific attire he wants me to be in. My guess is some sort of crow imagery for ‘dramatic effect’.” I look up from my bowl.

He pulls a weird bird mask from the bag, “Hm, not many people can pull off a beak.” He adds a ridiculous hat on top before turning to Wylan, “Go on, your turn.”

The wild haired boy takes a look through the sack of dress up before pulling out a mask and holding it up to his head, “Ah perfect, covers my whole face.”

“I quite like your face” he winks

I scoff “Keep your pants on”

The others enter the parlor and Kaz lays out the plan. Wylan and Jesper will hand out the bottles of what I have cleverly nicknamed ‘mock pox’ to the Dregs. Then they’ll join them and hit all of Rollins’ businesses to tank his reputation. Inej will hit his ships by the harbor. My job is to ensure Pekka believes we took his son.

He pulls me aside while everyone is preparing, “This plan is hinging on you.”

I roll my eyes playfully, “Sure it is, like you don’t have 8 backup plans for every part that could go wrong.”

“Of course I do… except your part. Pekka confirms I’m lying and everything goes out the window.”

Jesper and Wylan overhear, “Did you just say you don’t have a backup plan for them?” Jesper interjects

“And this entire thing is riding on their shoulders? Is that really a good idea? Shouldn’t one of us go with them? We’ve actually been inside the house.” Wylan jumps in too.

“No. Too many variables. The more people the more chances for things to go wrong.” Kaz answers flatly.

“So it’s fine to put them on the line with no backup plan but adding one more person to help them is too dangerous?” Wylan scoffs

“Kaz you can’t be serious. I know we like to think they can do the impossible but (Name) isn’t magic! You can’t be banking this whole thing on luck.” Jesper argues

I glare at them, “I don’t need to be babysat. You guys don’t get to decide what I’m capable of or what’s ‘too dangerous’ for me.” I shove past the two of them, done with the conversation.

Jesper POV

My eyes follow (Name) as they storm off. Great.

Kaz breaks up the silent moment, “I don’t believe in luck, Jesper. But I do believe in (Name). I wouldn’t give them a task I didn’t think they could pull off.” He keeps his tone even, giving me a ‘drop it’ look.

I groan in resignation and frustration, walking away, no point in arguing with him, let alone them.

Wylan trails behind me, seeming more concerned than anything, “I know I haven’t known them very long but I don’t like this.”

I take a seat at on one of the bar stools, “Me. Either.”

I can feel the pit in my stomach when it’s time for the plan to actually be put in motion. I’m well aware (Name) can handle themselves and they usually perform even better under other but the thought of there being no possible backup option if something goes wrong makes my chest hurt.

As I watch Kaz get his ass kicked by Rollins all I can think about is the fact that not only is he a goner if (Name) fails but so are they. I tense up when I see Pekka making a phone call in a panic. Moment of truth.

“Put my boy on the phone right now!” He shouts into the receiver. There’s silence for a moment and I swear I stop breathing until I hear, “What do you mean he’s not there?! Where is my boy!?”

It’s like a weight is lifted off my shoulders, I have to stop myself from audibly exhaling. The rest of the night is a blur, all I know is that everything was a success and mission accomplished.

Reader POV

I return Alby back home safely after making sure Rollins saw him before he got arrested. The kid actually isn’t so bad. He’s kind of a brat but he isn’t the worst.

I make my way back to the Dregs bar and find Wylan there waiting things out. I walk with him back to his lab to return his equipment.

“So, how does it feel to have saved the day.. again?” He asks me as I set a crate on the counter.

“Pretty good. I’m just glad everything worked out.” I sigh.

“Yeah, me too. I was worried- not that I didn’t think you were capable, I just-“ he panic-rambles

I cut him off with a hand in his shoulder, “Relax. I get what you mean.” I give him a reassuring smile.

He smiles back and I almost get lost in his eyes. He looks away first, letting out a nervous hum and taking a step back to go put things away. “I’m sorry if it sounded like I thought you weren’t good enough to get the job done. I know I haven’t exactly known you long but I think I’ve grown pretty fond of you and I was worried you could get hurt…” he trails off.

I shake my head fondly, “You’re rambling again. You don’t have to over explain yourself to me. I get it. And you can relax, we’re cool. It’s cute that you were worried about me.”

He looks down, hiding a smile before he schools his expression and nods, “Good..that’s uhm- it’s good, that we’re good, you know.”

I stifle a laugh, moving closer to him. “You just made Shakespeare jealous with that one.” I tease, leaning against the other side of the counter infront of him.

He shakes his head, giggling at his own expense, “Okay I never claimed to be a strong speaker.”

“But seriously, I was more upset by Jesper’s doubt than yours. You just haven’t been around long enough to witness my overwhelming skill.” I feign arrogance before leaning closer, “Can I ask you a question? You don’t have to answer.”

He shrugs, “Sure, I don’t see why not.”

“What happened with you and Jesper?” I ask bluntly.

He chokes slightly, “I- well not much. We hooked up, I assumed he wouldn’t want anything more so I left before he could get the chance to. Given the fact that he didn’t even recognize me at first, I believe I was right in my assumption.”

“Seems like he’s regretting that now. You two have been attached at the hip this past week.” I try to keep my voice lighthearted but a bit of annoyance seeps into my tone.

He hums, “I’m just glad he’s not being so standoffish anymore. I think I may even be starting to gain his trust. You guys don’t seem to give that out easily.” He rests his elbows on the counter, leaning towards me, “Except for you. You’ve been nothing but welcoming and inclusive since Kaz recruited me…Why is that? It’s not exactly easy to trust anyone in The Barrel.”

I shrug, “You were right when you assumed I wasn’t like the others. I’ve never been betrayed by life, every bad thing that’s happened to me has been my own doing. I don’t distrust anyone until I have a reason to.”

He tilts his head, confused, “You don’t have to be some for of jaded to keep your guard up.”

I shake my head, “Do you know what really makes me special Wylan? It’s not luck. It’s hope. I’m not just wildly more lucky than the average person, I just have enough confidence to try things that no one else believes will work.”

He smiles slightly, perking up, “You miss all the shots you don’t take.”

“Bingo!” I nod, my tone almost flirtatious, “Clever boy,”

He raises an eyebrow before a smirk crosses his face, clearly overtaken by a wave of confidence, “Bingo?” He rounds the counter, “Do I win a prize?”

“Who says I wasn’t referring to the dog?” I retort.

He laughs, “From the children’s nursery rhyme? Of course, how could I be so silly to think otherwise.”

I giggle too, “Who said I was referring to the dog?”

He sighs fondly, “You’re a very confusing person.”

“I prefer the term interesting.” I hum, “I think I’ll take the night to decide which Bingo I was talking about. Goodnight Wylan.”

I hear him let out a playful, almost mesmerized, scoff behind my back as I head towards the door, “Goodnight (Name).”

Okay ik this is like LOOOOONG overdue. I hope you guys still care abt this series 😅. My bad, I got distracted with like 90 billion one shot ideas.

[wulfbones]

ⓘ This creature HATES the usage of generative artificial intelligence.

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Elliott’s Song from Euphoria (Dominic Fike my goat 😛) is SO David Fry coded. No I won’t elaborate

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I lowkey wanna write a love island au bc this show has genuinely sucked me in. Which character should I do it for tho??

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I referenced Taylor the latte boy as a joke but now I kinda wanna do it. Is that TOO niche or no?

Which one should I do?

Fun and cool option

Typical in the box regular option

Voting ended onJul 1

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I lowkey wanna write a love island au bc this show has genuinely sucked me in. Which character should I do it for tho??

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Mad

David Fry X fem!reader

This is self indulgent (and my David fics are a lot less popular than my others sooo 🤷🏽‍♀️)

Idk why all my David fics include some sort of argument, i js think he would be a difficult individual at times (that’s genuinely my twin) plus i was listening to the Ne-yo song when inspiration struck

3rd Person POV

The silence in the air is deafening and the tension is like a weight on their shoulders. (Name) stares off, clearly present but quiet. She’s not zoning out, she’s actively choosing to say nothing. Whether it’s because she’s ignoring him out of spite or trying to avoid escalating again is anybody’s guess.

David watches her, wondering what she’s thinking, like if he looks hard enough he can read her mind. He scoffs at the silent treatment, “Are you done now?” He comments.

Her gaze snaps back to him “See, here you go, you always do this! You treat every conflict like it’s such a nuisance and I’m some kind of child throwing a fit. This is why we fight so much because you don’t know how to properly handle confrontation!” And just like that they’re back to screaming at each other.

“Oh of course because all our issues are my fault” he rolls his eyes, “You’re not exactly perfect yourself! Maybe I would handle confrontation better if it wasn’t the only fucking thing you did! You think I like hearing you complain about every single little thing I do!? And when you’re not bitching at me about something, you’re talking to your friends about whatever it is I’ve done to piss you off!” He shouts back.

“See that’s exactly what I’m talking about! I can’t have any real communication with you because you always just see it as me ‘bitching at you’ or complaining just to complain! The only reason I ‘complain’ so much is because none of the issues get fixed because you don’t listen to me!” She runs a frustrated hand through her curls, pacing.

“You’re not completely innocent here! You don’t see me constantly on your ass about your issues or whining to my friends about you!” He gets defensive.

“Ok.” Her tone sounds so defeated. The two of them have been at this for hours with no progress.

“That’s it? Just ‘Ok’?” He pauses, surprised.

“Yup. This back and forth clearly isn’t doing shit, neither one of us is actually listening to what the other one is saying, we’re just yelling at each other to yell.” She walks away to their shared bedroom, “I’m going to bed.”

David groans, “Babe, come on, don’t do that.” He calls after her “Seriously? You can’t just- will you please just come back and talk to me.”

She keeps walking, he catches up to her, grabbing her arm. She stops in her tracks, “What”

“Can you stop?”

“Stop what?” She pulls away, crossing her arms.

“This. All of this. Stop walking away, stop giving up. No more going to bed angry. You wanna argue? Fine, then we’re going to argue until we resolve things. I know, you get frustrated, I get frustrated, it doesn’t matter. Leaving things unresolved only makes them worse.” He pleads.

She pauses, staring at him for a moment before she speaks, “…Okay.” She uncrosses her arms, taking a deep breath.

He takes her hand, leading her into their room and sitting her down on their bed, taking a seat beside her. The two sit in silence for a while before David speaks up. “I suppose I’ll go first, clear the air. I’m sorry I made you feel like I don’t listen to you or that it doesn’t matter to me when you say something’s upsetting you. And I’m sorry I called you bitchy. That was uncalled for.”

(Name) takes a deep breath, “I’m sorry I treated you like a bad boyfriend… and I’m sorry I called you a Cambridge cunt.”

His eyes widen, “What? You didn’t say that”

“Yeah I did… before you got home.” she rubs the back of her neck

He stifles a laugh, “Are you serious?”

“Among other clever- I mean very bad and rude names, and I’m so sorry.” She feigns a serious and apologetic expression.

He shoves her shoulder playfully, finally letting out a laugh, “No you’re not. If anything you’re sorry you didn’t say it to my face.”

She shakes her head, “No, I’m not.” She joins in the laughter, “I was pissed so I got creative. My inner thoughts were talking mad shit about you.”

“Well you do the same with your outer thoughts.” He comments.

She intertwines their hands, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I think we should both agree to try and talk things out before we resort to arguing and fighting.”

He nods, “That seems like it’d be better for both of us. Can we also add keeping our relationship problems within our relationship?”

“Right. And I know you sort of already said it but no more just brushing off arguments when they aren’t going the way we want them to.”

After a few minutes of talking things out and setting boundaries, (Name) yawns. “Can we make a rule about no arguing past 11 pm, I’m exhausted.”

David chuckles at her comment, shaking his head. “I love you”

She kisses his cheek, “I love you too… and I love sleeping. We should go to bed now.” She scoots back to lay down. He crawls up beside her, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face in her neck.

They drift off to sleep, completely relaxed and finally on the same page for the first time in what feels like forever. Things can get complicated and they both can be extremely difficult but there’s no denying the love between them.

This might be a lil OOC and rushed and I did not proofread this. This also went completely off the rails from the original plan but I kinda like where it went anyway 😭 anyways this one won the vote sooo hope you guys enjoyed.

[nai-loves-musicals]

why do i even like musicals????

all i do is cry my eyes out over and over

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Secret 6th option: Tim Walker oneshot!!! 😛

[curiouslymyown]

The feminine urge to be Jack Wolfe

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How mad would you guys be if I ignored your votes and just made whatever I want??? 👀

[wordslikepoisonn]

i love horrible histories so much