Mood Audio🍩: Roses | The Chainsmokers, ROZES- Now Playing
A/n- I really suggest playing the music to imagine better!
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IMAGINE
The sun shines through streets of L.A. The weather just right, the summer wind,the palm trees, every thing felt good.
You were about to go to the mall to buy some new clothes after parking your car on the street.
You locked your car and started walking toward the mall. While you're walking, your phone lights up with your friend's name on the screen.
"What now, [Your BFF's Name]?!" you groaned before answering the call."Hey! Y/N, you're in L.A. right?" your BFF said.
"Yeah, why?" you asked, confused."NIALL HORAN IS IN L.A. RIGHT NOW! YOU MIGHT SEE HIM!!" your BFF screamed, clearly excited.
You were never really into boybands, so this didn't matter to you. You answered back, "So what? I don't really car—"
THUD
You stumbled back, the wind momentarily knocked out of you as you collided with a solid chest. Your phone slipped from your grip and clattered loudly onto the sun-baked L.A. sidewalk.
"I'm so sorry!" You said " no it's not your fault I wasn't looking where I was going" he said with a cute irish accent
You both dive forward at the exact same fraction of a second. Your hand smacks against the cold glass of the screen, but his fingers land right on top of yours.
You look up from the pavement, you see a cute boy with blue eyes and blonde hair
It is Niall Horan
Kneeling right on the pavement in front of you. The exact boy your best friend was just screaming about over the phone is currently sitting on the sidewalk with you.
But before you can even process the coincidence. Niall suddenly winces, dropping his phone and clutching his right wrist with a sharp intake of breath.
"Oh my god I'm sorry!" You said with a panic "did I hurt you?"
"I think you've got some serious power behind you! I tried to brace myself against the lamppost when we hit, and I gave my wrist a proper rattle. I'm sure it's fine, though."
"Let me check," you said without hesitating. But as you held Niall's wrist, you glanced up to find him staring at you with wide, puppy-dog eyes. A swarm of butterflies erupted in your stomach, and you couldn't help but think, I'm actually holding the wrist of a celebrity I barely even know?!
"It looks okay," you said with a smile. "Sorry for bothering you!"
Niall smiled back, refusing to let go of the warm atmosphere between you. "You aren't bothering me at all," he said,
His eyes bright. "But before you disappear, I realized I don't even know who saved me. What's your name?"
"Y/n" you said with a smile
After you told him, his smile widened. He pulled out his phone and handed it to you. "And what's the best number to reach you at? I'd love to take you out for a proper drink to say thank you."
After you tell him your number he said "I really got to go, thank you Y/n!" he waved goodbye "Bye Niall" you smirked.
A/n- I don't really like this guys but I hope you guys enjoy it!
If you guys are interested check my fanfic based on the Novel/Movie IT
Mood Audio💭: Flightless Bird, American mouth| Iron & Wine - Now Playing
A/n- I really suggest playing the music to imagine better!
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IMAGINE
It was a rainy, cloudy day in Wolverhampton. You had just left the library and saw the rain pouring down. Having forgotten to bring an umbrella, you had no choice but to walk in the rain.
The raindrops sounded like music to your ears, the wind blew through your hair, and cars passed by, leaving you completely alone in your thoughts.
But just as you accepted being alone in the storm, a friendly voice broke through the noise.
"Excuse me, I noticed you didn't have an umbrella. I'm heading this way anyway, if you want some shelter?" The boy smiled
You looked up, surprised, and a warm smile broke through the gloomy chill of the afternoon. "Oh, thank you!" she said, stepping closer to him under the dry canopy. "I'm Liam, by the way," he said with a friendly,down-to-earth smile " I'm Y/n" you smiled back, as you kept walking he asked " I always see you at the library, are you studying something?"
"Not really," You replied. "I just go there to get away from the world."
"You're probably a pretty chill person" he smirked
You felt your cheeks warm up a bit and looked down at the wet pavement, watching your shoes step in sync. "I try to be," you admitted softly. Liam chuckled, the sound easily cutting through the quiet patter of the rain, making the gloomy day feel suddenly bright.
the heavy patter above you suddenly slowed to a gentle drizzle, and then stopped entirely, the thick grey clouds started to part away just enough to let the sliver of pale afternoon light to break through, making the wet Wolverhampton streets glisten.
Liam slowed lowering his umbrella, letting out a small laugh "looks like you don't need my shelter anymore" he turned his toward you and said smiled " I'd still really like to keep walking with you, if that's alright?"
You smiled, feeling the cool breeze on her face, and nodded. "I'd like that," You agreed softly. As Liam folded the wet umbrella, you stepped out from under its canopy together
The gloomy day had cleared, leaving behind a bright, new beginning.
A/n- this is so cute!! I MISS LIAM SO MUCH SO I KIRKUINELY CRIED DOING THIS
If you guys are interested check my fanfic based on the Novel/Movie IT
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IMAGINE
The sun is shining brightly, and the wind is blowing. For you, it is a perfect day to study in your usual spot in the park. It was just you, your books, and the bench you are sitting on—until, of course, a group of teenage girls has to ruin it.
"Why are they screaming?" you mumble, rolling your eyes.
You try to focus on your book, but all the screaming makes it too hard. You pull your earphones out of your bag, hoping they will help. You plug them into your phone and play some white noise.
You thought everything would be over, but then all of a sudden, a boy sits down next to you.
"Can I borrow your book for a quick second?" he asks.
"Why—" you start to say, but before you can finish, he grabs the book from your hands and uses it to hide his face.
He waits until the screaming girls walk away. You look at him, confused.
"Are you running away from them?" you ask.
"Yeah, they're my fans, but they get a bit crazy sometimes," he says. "I'm just visiting my family here in Bradford."
"Why do you have fans? Are you famous or something?"
Then, a girl approaches you and asks, "HAVE YOU SEEN ZAYN MALIK HERE?"
"Who?" you say, taking a glance at the boy.
"Ugh, you're no help," the girl says, rolling her eyes.
The girl leaves, You turn to him and ask, "Let me guess... you're Zayn Malik?"
"Yes, you're right," he says, smirking "I have to admit, hearing someone ask 'Who?' to my face was a bit of a reality check. Do you really not know who I am, or were you just being nice?"
"I'm just not into that stuff," you said, rolling your eyes. "Can I have my book back?"
Zayn brought back your book. "You've never heard of One Direction?" he chuckled. "Are you living under a rock or something?"
"Well, I could have, if my parents didn't want me to focus on my studies rather than a boyband," you said sarcastically.
Zayn smirked, stepping closer. "So your parents are afraid I'll distract you?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. "Smart parents."
You snatched the book from his hand, your cheeks flushing slightly.
"You wish," you muttered, crossing your arms. "They're afraid of me wasting my time, not getting distracted by a pretty face."
Zayn let out a low chuckle, clearly amused by your defiance.
"A pretty face, huh? So you do think I'm pretty," he said, shifting closer to you on the bench.
He leaned back, resting one arm along the top of the wooden slats behind you as he looked at you with renewed interest.
"Since you already know who I am, it’s only fair I get to know who's wasting their precious study time on me. What's your name?"
"Y/n L/n. Now stop bothering me," you said, annoyed and a bit flustered. "Go bother your fans instead."
Zayn’s smile only widened at your flustered reaction. He didn't budge an inch, seemingly enjoying how much he was throwing you off.
"Can't do that, Y/n. Right now, I'd rather bother you," he said smoothly, pulling a phone out of his pocket and sliding it onto the open page of your book.
"Put your number in. If you do, I promise I'll let you get back to your studies. For today, at least."
"Fine!" you said, writing your number down and giving it back to him. Suddenly, a group of girls spotted Zayn. He stood up quickly and said, "Got to go. I'll call you later, Y/n."
As Zayn disappeared around the corner with the screaming crowd of fans trailing behind him, the sudden quiet of the park settled back down around you.
You looked down at your book, but the words on the page didn't seem to register anymore.
Your heart was still beating a little too fast, and a lingering warmth sat on your cheeks.
With a small shake of your head, you closed the textbook, realizing that focusing on your studies was officially impossible for the rest of the day.
A/n- this one is super long! Hope you guys like it!
You guys should check out my bill denbrough x oc ongoing fanfic
【hello everyone !! i mostly do this to bring back those classic nostalgic vibes and create a safe, cozy little corner of the internet for absolutely everyone. my space is completely pink, comfortable, and totally dedicated to late-night hyperfixations, vintage pop culture nostalgia, and fake scenarios that constantly live rent-free in my head.】
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【this blog is meant to be a cozy comfort zone where we can all escape reality for a little bit and just gush about our favorite fictional characters together. i love writing more than anything, and i am so incredibly excited to share my favorite plots, random thoughts, and creative stories with you guys. just as a little heads up, i am actually a reality shifter !! a lot of my shorter imagines, headcanons, and regular stories are deeply inspired by my personal desired reality scripts, shifting journeys, and experiences.】
📖 already posted / out now:
i have already written four imagines that you can check out right now !!:
— "Coffee Cup" (fetus harry imagine)
— "The Grove To You" ( fratus niall imagine)
masterlist: soon
— "Rainy Small Talk" (fetus liam imagine)
— "A Quiet Breeze" ( Fratus zayn imagine)
💭 current project:
i am currently in the middle of writing my very first long fanfic called "In The Shadows Of Derry" !! it is a bill denbrough x oc story based heavily on the original IT novel and the movies. it is also deeply based on my own desired reality, so i am putting absolutely so much love, effort, and detail into every single chapter. i really can't wait to share it with you all and hear what you think of it.
here is a full list of what i write for:
— one direction
— 5sos
— the losers club (both the it cast and the characters)
— finn verse (any and all characters played by finn wolfhard)
— stranger things (with a heavy, heavy focus on mileven !!)
— a series of unfortunate events
📌 a few quick boundaries before you read my work:
— absolutely no smut under any circumstances (i only write clean stories, fluff, and deep angst)
— no beta reader (we truly die like men here, so please excuse any typos or silly grammar mistakes !!)
the request is always completely open for prompts, character thoughts, shifting questions, or just a casual hello. please feel free to request anything you want to see !! drop a message in my inbox, hit that follow button, and let's all be wonderfully delusional together
The sky hung heavy and gray, releasing a lazy drizzle that barely dampened the pavement, the autumn breeze felt way more cozy than it should be. You decided to stop by a bakery hoping to get a quick snack before you go home, the smell of fresh baked bread and cinnamon rolls. Your eyes locked in the glass display " Can I get a cinnamon roll and whatever that is, Oh and can I please get a large hot coffee" you pulled out a five-pound note and finally looked up to hand it over.
Your breath instantly caught in your throat
standing behind the cash register was the type of boy that you only see in your dreams. Green eyes, dimples, curly brown hair, and a cute smile, it felt too good to be true, "I haven't seen you around before." The boy smiled, You blushed slightly. "Yeah, I just moved here last week. I'm still figuring out where everything is."
" I'll be happy to help you, my name is Harry," he smirked "So," he ventured, a bit breathless as he handed over your food. "I don't usually do this, but I think you're really pretty, Oh, I meant nice, I think you're really nice, If you're not too busy this weekend, would you want to go out on a date with me?" Harry added " we'll it's not really a date I'll just show you around town, you know, like a tour?" Harry looked nervous "it's totally okay if you don't want too" he smiled, you let out a small giggle " sure! it would be pretty nice to explore this town more" you smirked
"is Friday okay with you?" He smirked trying to look cool" Yes it would be perfect" You said while tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear "I gotta go, see you Harry!, oh and my name is y/n!" Harry waved goodbye "Okay see you in Friday Y/n, call me!" He said while mimicking a telephone using his hand, you were a bit confused cause he didn't tell you his number until you looked at the coffee cup in your hand, Harry wrote his number and two hearts.
A/n- My first imagine done! My eyes is getting better! I hope I can post more often,
If you guys are interested check my fanfic based on the Novel/Movie IT
I’m so excited to finally introduce myself! I’m a new writer jumping into the community,
I’ll be posting Fanfics, Imagines, and Headcanons for my main interests—mostly IT / The Losers' Club and One Direction and what I write is mostly based on my Dr( desired reality)
(yes, I’m still in my 1D era, don't judge!).
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I am currently working on my very first long-fic, "In The Shadows Of Derry," which I am so stoked about.
My main goal here? I want to bring back the "Golden Age" vibes of the fanfics all of you obsessed over back in the 2010s and early 2020s. I’m talking about those cozy, high-stakes, "stay up until 3 AM reading" type of stories.
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Requests are officially OPEN! If you have any prompts, tropes, or specific scenarios you want to see for the Losers or the boys, my inbox is always open. Don't be shy!Can't wait to share more with you guys soon!
