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Attention lesbians of tumblr!

I’ve been thinking about and contemplating my sexuality as of recent, and I’m not sure of where I sit on the spectrum. For the past 4-5 years I have been identifying as bisexual. It has recently come to my attention that the term may not fit met well. Advice?

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Fic Library

Hello and welcome to my fic library! All of the fics featured in this post are written by other amazing writers on this platform who deserve some love! All fics featured are x reader :)

*-smut ⭐-favorite

ACTORS

Timothee Chalamet

Fluff

my boy

Tom Holland

Uh-Oh

DUNE

Duke Leto Atreides

⭐ The Politic of Love*

When Night Comes

Paul Atreides

Photographs

His Oasis

GOOD OMENS

Crowley

The Fluffy Demon

HARRY POTTER/THE MARAUDERS

George Weasley

An Intimate Interchange*

Paging Dr. Weasley

Christmas

Nevile Longbottom

Hugs

Family Morning

Loving Every Inch*

Morning

Christmas

Remus Lupin

Rockstar

HEATHERS (1989)

Jason Dean

⭐ "I love you"

JURASSIC PARK

Alan Grant

Safe and Sound

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

All That's Left

⭐ Hide & Seek

Dr Stephen Strange

The Agent and Her Sorcerer

Family Bliss

"Mrs. Strange"

⭐ Unexpected

⭐ Us Time

Jake Lockley/Steven Grant/Marc Spector

sunday kind of love

Make Your Acquaintance

your smile, you're everything

Atonement*

How do you wake up Lady Gaga?

Breakfast*

Illusion

The More The Merrier* (Part 1)

Kate Bishop

Soup & cuddles

Loki

Little Divinities

Sunflower

Peter Parker

Second Chances

Rainbow Road

Bagels, Bruises, & Broken Thongs*

Waking Up

Don't Wanna Say Goodbye*

The Soul World Paradox

Sunday Kinda Love

The Pregnancy Test

Stolen Moments

Oops

Pietro Maximoff

A Relaxing Day Off

Stucky

Mornings w/ Steve + Bucky

⭐ Baby, it's Cold Outside

(birthday) surprises

⭐ Across From Unit 24 1/2

Love, Unscripted

Bad Days (daughter! reader)

Morning Wood*

⭐ Garden of Ink

Yelena Belova

I'll Protect You

STRANGER THINGS

001/Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/Vecna

Happy Birthday

Argyle

Basement Couch*

Argyle as your boyfriend - headcannons

Headcannons

sneaking out

Homesick

Billy Hargrove

⭐ Movie Night

⭐ Just The Two Of Us

Just To Ourselves

Eddie Munson

fan behavior*

Blurb by

Prized Possession

⭐ The Throne

Etherial

Anything For You, Sweetheart

⭐ The Little Black Cat

Gareth Emerson

Early Morning Radio

Teddy Bear

Jonathan Byers

Back To The Old House

Steve Harrington

⭐ Sleepy Steve

⭐h Halloween

THE INHERITANCE GAMES

Grayson Hawthorne

⭐ Love Rock

TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

A Change To Everything

Sunday Morning

I'm Goin' For A Run

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Dancing With You

The Captains Daughter

He's All That

Here Comes The Bride

⭐ Amidst Field Trips and Books

WEST SIDE STORY

Riff

Oh Brother pt 2

QUEEN

IKEA Saviors

Brian May

Something In The Way He...

John Deacon

The Little Devil

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Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x reader oneshot where reader and their toddler daughter surprise visit Joe on the set of Bohemian Rhapsody?

Surprise!

Summary: after getting a text from Rami saying Joe needed a bit of a pick me up on set, you come to the rescue with your three year-old daughter at hand.

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Reader

Word count:

Warnings: fluff fluff fluffff

Requested?: yes! by @borhapgirlforlife19

Please do not copy, rewrite, or translate onto another site. Permission will not be given if requested.

Light pierced the sweet darkness of slumber as the bed shook rapidly.

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Wake upppppppppp!" Skylar yelled.

You let out a small groan and attempted to toss the three year-old onto Joe. It's too early to deal with children.

"What was that for, Mommy?" She giggled.

You peaked through the slits of your eyelids, causing Skylar to laugh. Where's Joe? You retracted the blankets and all the warmth that came with them and pulled them to the other end of the bed then sat up, and pulled the small child onto your lap.

"I thought your daddy was here, that's what." You replied with a scratchy morning voice.

"Where's daddy?" Sky questioned, tilting her head.

"He must've gone to work." You yawned.

"Without saying anything?!" The toddler exclaimed.

Your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden outburst. "I know! It's crazy!" You replied, trying to copy her enthusiasm.

"So crazy!" She copied, playing with your messy hair. "Mommy, you need to wash your hair."

"Maybe we should go get ready." You suggested.

"Maybe we should." Sky nodded, sliding off the bed. "Come on, mommy. You need to get pretty."

I laughed at her remark and followed her into the bathroom.

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After brushing both yours and Skylar's teeth and hair, putting Sky in a purple sparkly dress - per her request, and sending her to your bed with an iPad, you finally had the change to choose your outfit for the day. You wandered into the closet, asking yourself how you want to appear to the world today. You skimmed through your various shirts and none of them peaked any interest. Your eyes lit up as you glanced at all of Joe's shirts. Smirking, you grabbed one of his many white tee-shirts and red bomber jacket. Pulling both of them on, the scent of his cologne invaded your nostrils. You sighed and smiled to yourself while images of Joe wearing this exact outfit popped into your head.

While reminiscing the past before Skylar was born, a shrill voice calling your name pulled me back to reality. You trudged back towards the bed to see Sky poking at the screen of your phone.

"Mommy, someone texted you." She said, holding up the phone for your to take.

The screen lit up with a picture of Joe and Skylar playing at the park and a text from Rami. It read, "Hate to bother you, but Joe seems to be in a slump today. If you have time, I bet he'd appreciate it if you stopped by with Sky."

You quickly began typing out my reply. "I'd love to bring Sky in! What time would be best?"

Rami began typing on the other end and said, "Whatever works best for you. I'll let you know when our break is over."

"Perfect! We'll be there soon." You sent, turning off my phone.

"D'you wanna go on a field trip to daddy's work today, baby?" You asked Skylar.

She looked at you excitedly and nodded her head. You giggled and picked her up, carrying her downstairs to get ready for our little adventure. You packed the diaper bag full of all the necessities for you and Skylar with a couple treats for Joe. After filling a water bottle for yourself and a sippy cup for Sky, you put both your shoes on and you were out the door. How you managed to get out of the house that quickly is a mystery. But then again, you'd do anything to give Joe a pick-me-up.

By the time you arrived at the lot, you received a text from Rami saying their break had just ended. you silently cursed to yourself and pulled towards the gate that leads into the parking lot. You handed the security guard your ID through the window, leading Skylar to roll down her window and wave brightly. Damn Joe for teaching her how to roll down the window. The guard handed you the ID and explained the rules of being on set during filming.

"You might be allowed into the studio they're filming in depending on whatever they're shooting. Other than that, tell anyone you see that you were invited on set and they can tell you where to go if you get lost or if you end up somewhere you shouldn't be." He explained.

"All right, thank you!" You grinned, shifting the car into drive and pulling into an open parking spot.

Before hopping out of the car, you unlocked your phone and sent Rami a quick message letting him know you'd just arrived. You headed around the trunk of the car and pulled Skylar out of her booster seat, setting her down to wander, but not before telling her to stay close. You slung your bag onto your shoulders and grabbed Sky's small hand, heading in the direction of the studio. A few crew members passed you and shot a smile at you and your daughter. One in particular, recognized you from when you had first visited the set.

"(y/n), what're you doing here with Sky?" He said, kneeling down to the three year-old's level.

"Dave!" Skylar said, jumping into his arms.

He rubbed her amber hair, leading her to squeal with delight.

"We wanted to go on a field trip to visit daddy. Right, Sky?" You replied.

"Yeah!" She exclaimed, turning around and grinning at me.

"Well, that sounds like a lot of fun, you two! Want me to take you to the studio?" Dave asked.

"That would be great, thanks." I said.

Because Skylar refused to leave Dave's arms, he carried her while you followed behind. The two of them were peas in a pod when they first met. It was towards the beginning of filming, and Joe wanted to introduce me and Sky to the rest of the cast and some of the crew. After meeting Ben, Gwiylm, Lucy, Aidan, and a few others, Sky was exhausted. Joe was holding her in his arms, trying to keep her awake but failing miserably. Dave approached us and explained how he watched his younger siblings all the time when he was a teen, and how he was good with kids and keeping them awake till their nap time. Joe and you exchanged a look before agreeing to let him play withy our daughter.

He instantly pulled out a small rubber duck from his pocket and spoke to Skylar in a high pitched and raspy voice. She giggled as she leaned back into Joe. Dave waved the duck around in the air, eventually making quaking noises as it softly collided with her stomach. This caused her to break out into a fit of laughter, and hold her stomach where the duck had made contact. It continued on till Skylar was practically crying from laughing so hard. Dave was right; he was good about keeping little kids awake.

He lead you to a door on on a large building labeled "A27" and swiped his key card against a censor to the left. He put a finger up to his lips, motioning for the two of you to be quiet. Sky mimicked him while we walked into the building. The sound of Ben's voice filled your ears, and your eye's lit up.

"I put my heart and soul into this song." Ben said, reciting his line.

"No one is disputing that." Joe said in an English accent.

Skylar turned and looked at you with wide eyes upon hearing her fathers voice.

"And you don't like it, because you want your songs on the album." Ben replied.

"It's not that, Roger." Joe commented, being cut off by Ben.

"Then what is it?" Ben testified.

"I'm In Love With My Car." Gwiylm stated.

The three of you stepped on set behind the cameras in this moment to see the three boys sitting in a room that appeared to be a kitchen.

Ben shot Gwil a questioning look which signaled for him to continue.

"Maybe it's not strong enough?" Gwil acknowledged.

"What does that even mean, 'not strong enough'?" Ben said cockily.

"I know I'm late. What did I miss?" Rami said, walking into the scene with a coffee cup in hand.

"Discussing Roger's car song." Joe answered.

"Is it strong enough? that's all I'm asking." Gwil informed. "If I'm on my own here, then I apologize."

"How does your new song go then, hm?" Ben replied, picking up a piece of paper off the counter.

Skylar reached her hands towards you, asking to be switched from Dave's arms to yours. As quietly as you could, you took the toddler into your arms and gently kissed her forehead.

"When my hand's on your grease gun..." Gwil recited from the lyrics in front of him. "That's very subtle, isn't it."

"It's a metaphor, Brian." Ben replied angrily.

"It's just a bit weird, Roger. What exactly are you doing with that car?" Joe chuckled.

"Children, please. We could all murder each other... but then who would be left to record this album?" Rami butted in.

"Statistically speaking, most bands don't fail; they break up." Joe stated.

"Mommy, why does daddy sound and look so funny?" Skylar giggled into your ear.

"That's the character he's playing, baby." You whispered back.

"Why the hell would you say something like that?" Rami questioned, leading Joe to shrug. "Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen."

"You know why you're angry, Roger?" Gwil continued.

"Why?" Ben scoffed.

"'Cause you know your song isn't strong enough." Gwil stated.

Ben nodded for a second before picking up a handful of bacon from a skillet and throwing it at Gwil. "Is that strong enough?"

Rami walked out of the scene while Ben continued to throw a fit. Ben continued his rampage and picked up the coffee machine, threatening to throw it at Gwil. Before he could though, both Joe and Gwil stopped him by saying, "Not the coffee machine!"

The director yelled cut and everyone on set relaxed. The boys on set laughed for a second and Rami reappeared. You turned to Skylar and set her down, telling her to run up to her daddy. She nodded enthusiastically and practically leaped out of your arms. You watched as she weaved in and out of the crowd, eager to get to her dad. Once she was out of the sea of people, she scanned for Joe and when she found him, everyone within a mile of your location knew. She let out a shill squeal and threw herself at Joe. He caught her with a smile on his face and an ounce of confusion. He glanced at all of the faces till he found you, and you returned his gaze with a small smile and wave. You looked down and found your way towards the two and greeted Joe with a hug and a kiss to his cheek.

"When'd you two get here?" He questioned, a grin on his face.

"Not too long ago. Rami texted and said you needed a little pick me up." I explained.

Joe glanced around for his friend, sending him a playful glare once he found him.

"I love you guys." He said, placing a kiss on Skylar's forehead and one on your lips. "I don't know what I'd do without you two."

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Would y’all be interested if I wrote an Eddie x OC story with multiple chapters?

Oc’s name is Abby Mayfield and she’s Max’s older sister (she’s about the same age as Steve, Nancy, and Robin)

Abby is similar to max personality wise but she’s not as good at standing up for herself but she’d do anything for max

Shes been protecting and basically taking care of max sense she was about 10

It would start up between seasons 3 and 4

It would be called Dancing With The Devil :) let me know if you’re interested in this or if you’d like more details!

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Jurassic Park

Tim Murphy

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Heathers (Movie)

Jason Dean

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Spellbound Inc.

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Stephen Strange

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Steve Rogers

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Somewhere

Summary: Addison has begun learning how to drive with the assistance of her dad, Mobius. On one outing that was supposed to be short, the pairing run into a woman dressed in a black suit, claiming they have broken the laws of the TVA.

Word Count: 1,952

Warnings: none

Please do not copy, rewrite, or translate onto another site. Permission will not be given if asked for it.

A/N: If you'd like a part 2 to this I would love to write it!

Imagine this: driving down the road, your hair blowing in every which direction, your favorite songs playing at full volume. Sounds incredible, right? That’s what I’m working towards at the moment. Being able to feel free by myself without having to ask permission for it. If only it could come sooner than six months. After just getting my permit on my sixteenth birthday, I’m eager to get behind the wheel of a car. Don’t get me wrong, I’d do it by myself if I could. But I need the supervision of someone who already has a license. I would go out with my mom, but she has to watch my baby brother, Max. So my only option is my dad who is currently on his way home.

Carefully tipping the small container of paprika, I filled the teaspoon with the seasoning. I dumped the contents into the pot with melted butter, cheese, and milk. My mom bounced Max on her hip as she stirred the noodles. Suddenly, a deep rumbling filled the house and my eyes lit with joy as I realized my dad had pulled into the garage. My mom smiled and took over the duty of stirring the ingredients for the sauce, noticing my excitement. I ran to the door of the garage and pulled it open to see my dad getting out of the car.

“Hey, Addy!” He said, a smile on his face.

“Hi dad!” I grinned, hurrying towards him, pulling him into a hug.

“How was your day?” He questioned.

“Decent. I’ve had better days.” I replied.

“Want to talk about it?” He asked.

“No, I’m okay.” I said, heading back into the house, my dad following close behind.

My mom turned around and rested the spoon on the side of the pot, coming towards us. They quickly kissed each other, and dad ruffled Max’s hair. Max giggled at the action and buried his face in mom’s chest. Mom returned to the kitchen to assure herself that nothing was burning, I took Max and started entertaining him, and dad went upstairs to change out of his work clothes and into more comfortable lounge clothes. After a few minutes, dad came back downstairs in a pair of blue jeans and a black sweatshirt, car keys in hand.

“Shall we go on a drive?” Dad questions, a dopey grin spread on his face.

“Of course!” I reply excitedly, jumping up off the floor and towards the front door to put my shoes on. I tied the laces of my converse and swiped the keys out of my dad’s hand.

“Drive safe!” Mom called out, picking up Max.

“I will!” I replied.

I slid into the driver’s seat of the car and dad sat in the passenger's side. I turned on the car and buckled my seat belt, plugging in my phone to play some music. Pulling out of the driveway, I glanced around me to assure myself that there are no cars. Once on the street, I took a deep breath and began driving. .

“Where are you headed?” Dad asked, careful to not distract me from the road.

“Just the park up the street and back.” I explained, flipping on my left turn signal.

“Alright. You know the way.” He replied.

At this point, I’ve made the drive from our house to the park enough times to do it in my sleep. Not that I’d do something that stupid. I know all the turns, the signs, the cross walks, everything. This should be a piece of cake, right? I pulled to the exit of our street, and checked to see if any cars were coming. With none in sight, I began driving ahead. But boy was I wrong. Suddenly, a car began speeding and dad’s hand reached for the wheel, spinning the car to the left. I leaned back into the seat and shut my eyes harshly, preparing for impact. It never came. I slowly opened my eyes, my dad frantically making sure I’m okay. My hands shook violently. My throat feels closed off. My eyes are wide.

“Addison!” My dad spoke. “Addison! Are you okay?”

“I think so…” I mumbled.

“Come on, let’s get you out of the car.” He said, opening the door.

He made his way over to my side of the car, and pulled me out. The driver of the other car came over and made sure we were both all right. I sat on the curb, staring at the ground. I almost died. My dad and the other man conversed, discussing the events. Suddenly, an orange rectangular portal appeared on the opposite side of the street. My eyes drifted towards it as a woman dressed in black armor appeared.

“Appears to be a standard sequence violation. Branch is growing at a stable rate and slope.” She spoke urgently. “Variants identified. On behalf of the Time Variance Authority, I hereby arrest you for crimes against the Sacred Timeline. Hands up.”

I stood with wide eyes, my dad stepping in front of me. “What the hell is happening?” He asked.

“Hands up.” The woman repeated, the stick in her hand letting out a soft purring.

I willingly stepped from behind my dad and put my hands in the air. My dad sighed, following my lead. Our hands were cuffed behind our backs and we were pushed towards another rectangular portal. After stepping through the portal, we were submerged in a world that looks no different from our average DMV. But this place is significantly emptier. Fluorescent lights lit up the orange walls. We were pushed into separate elevator-like rooms with a robot in the center. The robot began removing my clothes using some sort of razor down to my bra and underwear. A trapdoor opened beneath my feet and I fell into another room with a loud shriek. A tan pants suit with orange accents slid onto my body. I glanced around at my surroundings to find a cluttered desk with a giant pile of papers and a pen.

“Please sign to verify this is everything you’ve ever said.” A man behind the desk spoke.

I stared at him nervously and scribbled my signature on the designated spot. I stepped back into the spot I previously stood in and the man smiled and waved. Another trap door opened, dropping into another room. This one had a metal detector in the center.

“Please confirm to your knowledge that you are not a fully robotic being, were born an organic creature, and do in fact possess what many cultures would call a soul.” A man read from a paper on a clipboard.

“Huh?” I questioned.

“Thank you for confirming. Move through.” He replied in a monotone voice.

I cautiously stepped through the metal detector, expecting something to happen. Just as I stepped into the center, a high pitched squealing filled my ears and a bright flash clouded my vision. I finished walking through and saw the man holding an image.

“What’s that?” I questioned.

“Your temporal aura. Now please, through the door.” He spoke urgently.

The doors opened and a room with a winding waiting space and dozens upon dozens of warm lights covering the ceiling. I stepped forward and was met with someone forcing me to take a ticket. I took it and stepped into the line. Half way through, the soft ding of elevator doors opening filled the space. My head whipped around to see my dad being shoved out.

“Dad!” I exclaimed, diving under the ropes.

“Addison!” He yelled, rushing towards me.

I stood from the floor and fell into his arms. Silent tears streamed down my face and I held tightly onto my dad. He held the back of my head with one hand, his other resting on the small of my back. The warmth of his body enveloped me, bringing me a sense of comfort after my arrival at the TVA. Everything here is so cold. So lifeless. Having someone here that I know is just the thing I needed. As much as I’d be willing to stay here in his arms for the rest of my life, a guard began shoving the two of us through the winding line. I reluctantly let go and trudged ahead, towards the front desk with my dad’s hands resting on my shoulders. Halfway through the line, a TV at the front of the room flickered on to show an orange clock with a face.

The clock - Ms. Minutes - began explaining the origins of the TVA. She explained a multiversal war that took place many years ago that almost destroyed everything. The only people that could save the universes were the Time Keepers. They condensed all the timelines into one and began controlling it to prevent mass destruction. She explained that a variant is someone who verges off the set path of the time keepers. And how when said variants do so, they create a break in the timeline, creating a Nexus Event. These events can cause the timeline to create madness unknown to any being. This is where the Time Keepers come in. They formed the TVA to prevent Nexus Events from happening. They keep everything in check. And now that we have caused a break, we will stand trial for our offenses.

We stepped forward to one of the attendants and were directed into a room that looked something like a courtroom. The seats in the room are rough and uncomfortable. Unfortunately, we had to sit there for longer than I’d wish. As what felt like hours passed, I rested my head on my dad’s shoulder and my eyes drifted shut. It’s been a long day. First, I had to take all my finals for the year. Then, I had to help cook dinner and watch Max. And now, I’m in the TVA. The only thing I really need right now is a nap.

“Next case!” The judge at the front of the room yelled, banging a gavel on the podium.

I slowly stood and was shoved towards her by a guard.

“Mobius. Variant M1130. Also known as Mobius M Mobius.” She spoke. “Mobius. Variant A276. Also known as Addison K Mobius, are charged with sequence violation 7-20-89. How do you plead?”

“Uhm,” I mumbled, trying to think of something to say.

“We’re innocent. We didn’t do anything wrong.” My dad explained.

“You did do something wrong. You created a branch in the Sacred Timeline.” The woman explained briefly.

“I saved our lives!” He fought.

“You were supposed to die!” She said,

“What?” I murmured. My eyes grew wide at her statement. I was supposed to die. I never would’ve said goodbye to mom or Max.

“Are you guilty or not?” She questioned.

“No! If anything I saved our lives!” My dad argued.

“So you are guilty. All right.” The woman dead panned, closing the file sitting before her. “Prune her.”

A guard grabbed my arms and pulled me backwards, another guard pulled my dad towards a door. They’re separating us. I began fighting for my life, screaming and kicking in an attempt to get away. My dad did the same. I can’t lose him. The guard gripped my arms harder and pressed a stick with some sort of light bulb attached to the end up to my neck. My breathing quickened, my heart raced faster than ever before. A look of fear took over my expression as I seeked for silent help with my eyes from my dad, knowing he can’t do anything. The guard twisted the end of the stick and the bulb lit up. I gave my dad one last pleading look before my limbs began tingling and the world grew dark.

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A Kind Of Magic

Summary: Heather Dunstock is your average young adult. She has friends, goes out, and is looking for a lover. When she stumbles across her lover is when she lease expects it. It's also the person she least expects.

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x OC

Word Count: 1460

Requested: Nope

TW: rape, alcohol

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A/N: If you want the rest of this story, let me know! I'm always open to something new to do.

Loud electronic music shook the small space. Blinding neon lights swept the room. The putrid scent of dozens of bodies hopping on the sticky dance floor, inches apart from each other. Lingering amongst the scent of the sweat is the dozens of different alcoholic drinks. A woman and a man are making out near the bar. Whether they met tonight is unclear. In the corner sits four friends, three girls and a boy, celebrating their friend's twenty-sixth birthday. Normally, the four wouldn’t be found inside a club. However, their plans were changed once the temperature dropped overnight.

“My head hurts, guys. Can we just go home?” I questioned, holding my head in my hands.

“We can’t! This is your birthday party and I’m not letting you ruin it for yourself.” Michael argued as he took a swig of his beer.

“Being stuck in this hellhole is ruining it for me.” I groaned.

“Heather, come on, we haven’t even danced once! We can’t not dance while in a club.” Lilly commented.

“We have to dance once. It doesn’t even have to be a complete song.” Addison added.

“Okay, fine. But the minute I want to leave, we’re leaving.” I sighed, slipping out of the booth we were sitting in.

My friends cheered as I traversed into the dance floor, following me. Just as we found a spot, one of my favorite songs started; Still into You by Paramore. I smiled, my headache suddenly fading, becoming the least of my problems. We jumped to the music and threw our arms frantically in the air. It’s as if all our problems melted away with the simple movements. Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and lift me into the air. I squealed and turned to see who the arms belonged to see Michael with his signature cheeky grin. I laughed and gazed above the heads of everyone on the dance floor. Just as Michael began setting me back on the ground, I caught sight of a pair of gray eyes. I stared at the eyes curiously for as long as possible until they were out of my sight. I stood still for a moment before a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the bar, effectively pulling me out of the trance I had been knocked into.

At the bar, the four of us took a seat on separate bar stools. We laughed with each other while waiting for the bartender to approach us. When he did, Addison ordered a French 75, Lilly and Michael ordered mojitos, and I ordered a margarita. While drinking our beverages, we sang loudly to the songs we knew, dancing to the rhythms with liquid splashing out of our glasses without a care in the world. Who knew I’d be having so much fun at a place I didn’t want to be at? Eventually, all our dancing became vigorous and Lilly dumped the rest of her drink onto my dress.

“Fuck, I am so sorry Heather.” Lilly exclaimed, reaching into her bag. “Here, I have some napkins. I’ll help you clean it up-”

“No, it’s ok. I’m just gonna run into the bathroom and clean it up. It’ll be easier.” I interrupted.

Pushing my way through the crowd, I followed the bright neon lights showing where the bathroom was. Although the size of the club is small, all the warm bodies inside make it seem ten times bigger. As if it were some miracle, there was no line for the bathroom. I pushed the door open and went inside. I turned the lock on the door and turned, expecting to be the only one inside. But boy, was I wrong.

“Hey cutie, what’re you up to?” A man spoke. His pants hung by his ankles, his cheeks flushed a bright red and eyes the same color.

Before I gave myself the opportunity to answer, I whipped around and tried to unlock the door as quickly as possible. I pushed the door open with all my strength. It won’t budge. I pushed more and more, but to my demise, it didn’t move. Taking in a shaky breath, I turned to face the man.

“Where are you off to in such a rush? You just got here!” He slurred, taking a step towards me.

“Don’t get any closer.” I replied with a tremor in my voice.

“Why? I just want to get a look at those gorgeous curves of yours.” He said and took more steps toward me.

I ducked under his open arms and pressed myself against the cool tile on the wall. He approached me once again, and I darted to the other side of the room. This sequence continued for a few minutes. Until he caught my arm while I was leaping from one wall to another. His large hands grabbed my forearms and pulled me close to him. His warm breath trailed down my neck, and my heart raced faster than ever. Without an ounce of hesitation, I screamed as loud as I could, praying someone could hear me over the loud beat outside.

“HELP ME!” I screamed.

The man’s hand slapped over my mouth.

“The quieter you are, the easier this will be for the both of us.” He whispered aggressively. Both his hands traveled down my sides and slowly lifted the skirt of my skirt up my thighs. My mouth opened as if I had something to say but nothing came out. Just a small whimper. “You like that, baby?”

Just as things were about to go south, a loud ‘bang’ filled the space. Both our heads snapped towards the source of the sound to see the door fly open. The man’s grasp loosened, and I escaped towards the furthest part of the room, covering my ears with my hands.

“What’s going on here?” A woman with raven hair asked.

“Nothing.” The man replied bluntly.

The woman glanced at my compact figure, taking mental notes of my appearance. My dress riding up my thighs, my messy hair, the red handprints on my arms, the smudged makeup across my face.

“Hmm, sure.” She hummed. “Sir, why don’t you come with me?”

“Why?” He asked sharply.

“Don’t ask questions, just follow.” She replied. “And hun, stay right there. I’ll be back in a jiff.”

I nodded and watched as she directed the man out of the bathroom. I let out a breath I wasn’t aware I was holding and melted against the wall. My entire body shook with fear as the realization of what had just happened hit me. That could’ve been much worse. That woman could’ve ignored my cries. I could’ve died. As the seconds ticked by, I slid down the wall and sat on the grimy floor. I sat patiently and waited for the woman to come back. I picked at the skin on my hands and hummed a song that popped into my head.

“Are you still here?” The woman asked as she walked back into the bathroom.

“Yeah.” I mumbled.

“All right, come over here. I’m getting you out of here.” She opened her arms to me with a warm smile.

A light smile formed on my face as I carefully got off the floor and balanced on my heels. I carefully walked towards her.

“Don’t worry about me hurting you. You can trust me.” She whispered.

“Sorry, I’m just a little on edge.” I replied.

“It’s okay.” She said, “What’s your name?”

“Heather. Heather Dunstock.” I smiled.

“Well, it’s nice to formally meet you. I’m Agatha Harkness.” Agatha smiled.

She took me out of the bathroom with a hand resting on the small of my back. She helped me find Addison, Lilly, and Michael before leading the four of us out of the club, never once removing her hand. I took a seat in the passenger seat of Michael’s red P.T Cruiser and smiled gratefully at Agatha as she shut the door. The car started, and we drove off into the night. My friends never once questioned where I had been. All they knew was that a woman had saved me from something that caused me to go mute. And that was all they needed.

My mind wandered through tonight's events. From never wanting to leave my apartment, to dancing and drinking with my best friends, to escaping being raped. And throughout it all, I saw a prominent pair of eyes. Bright blue ones, the color of a butterfly. I pondered why they’re so vivid and clear in my mind until I realized the eyes I saw on the dance floor are the same that saved me.

Agatha Harkness’ eyes.

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To my late night scrollers, the ones that are just like me, looking for comfort and love, acceptance and a way to escape.

We all have the thing that helps us, for many of us on this site it's fanfiction. Whether it be hurt/comfort, noncon, a/b/o, friends to lovers or even the one bed trope, everyone has the fics that help us through, with the characters we dream about that make us feel loved, appreciated, wanted.

They're here, waiting for you, ready to see what adventures they're in for tonight. Ready to be your comfort, your friend, your shoulder to cry on. What will you two do tonight? They're so excited, maybe they're waiting with bated breath, ready to meet you all over again, to fall for you again, ready to relive that favorite story, you're happiest moments.

They're there, arms open, smile wide, ready for you. You're their favorite character, their favorite part of the day.

I hope you're scrolling tonight goes well, that you get what you need. I hope that tomorrow is better then today and that at some point, you wake up and don't need the comfort as much, that it's not a need anymore.

From the girl on Tumblr who wishes she could give every single one of you the love and comfort you deserve. Remember, your comfort character believes in you, and so do I.

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