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Absolutely

Everyone else wants Wednesday to have a soft relationship— I want her to suffer, to scream in frustration, to stab this man and for him to stab her back

I want the dynamic “no one can kill you except me” between the two of them, unwanted alliances, much needed betrayals

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Absolutely I want it so bad

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Touch

for @karazorxel

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can you do one with dove x fem reader where she writes a song about her girlfriend and she sings it for her in their bedroom please 🙏🏻 

warning: pure fluff 

word count: 1k

Summary: Dove writes a song for Y/N to show how much she appreciates her.

Out of Touch - Dove Cameron

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Clink

"Shit! No no no'' There goes another mini mason jar that I’ve shattered. Grabbing the broom and dustpan I try to sweep without stepping on any of the shards. Hearing the door to our room close I know she’s heard before she even calls out.

"Is everything okay?" I hear Dove call out from the hallway.

"Yeah... everything's fine." I sigh, as I throw the glass away. Looking around for any lost pieces. “Oww,” But clearly I didn’t do a very good job because I felt it before I saw it. 

“Oh love, sit down let me see.” As Dove helps me walk over to the stool pulled out next to the island.“Well, it’s not very deep, I'll just grab the disinfectant” She says, turning around and heading towards the bathroom. “Fuck!” Looking down I wince as I see another of the asshole shards embedded in Dove’s foot. Reaching out I pull out the other stool. “Ok how about we clean up and get out of this awful kitchen.” I breathe out a sigh at the wonderful idea.

“Yeah, how about we just settle for takeout,” I utter thinking about the misfortune of the last few minutes.

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“You know I actually had a surprise for you before we became impaled” Dove announces breaking the comfortable silence in our bedroom.

“Aw, what was it?” I ask scooting forward.

“Well, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.” She giggles as I begin to pout. “But how can I say no when you look like that.” Smiling because she’s caved she hands me Peanut Butter. Taking the adorable black cat out of her arms. She grabs her phone from the charger. “ I um wrote this a couple of months ago when we were...” She goes quiet. Taking her hand in mine I squeeze it for reinsurance knowing the time she’s speaking of. “ When where um I don’t want to say fighting...more like we weren’t communicating and you went to go visit Flo for a few days. At the time I really thought it was over but you said you’d come back.” She takes a deep breath. “ I didn’t believe you but then here you were two days later and we just talked, figured our shit out.” Looking into her eye’s I saw them glaze over with unshed tears. Watching as one of them gets from her I reach up and wipe it away. Knowing she needs to finish I don’t respond. “ I felt like saying I love you and making up wasn’t enough for me so I wrote this for you.” Clicking the play button the audio enters the room and my lovely girlfriend begins to sing.

Woke up on the wrong side of you this morning

Said some things last night in the heat of the moment

You always forgive, how could I forget?

You've been in my bed when I need somebody

Yeah, I put you through some things

But at least it ain't boring

Who's gonna tell me I'm out of touch

When the lights come on and I'm still fucked up?

It's true

I hope it's you, yeah

Who's gonna call me on all my shit

When I go too far and you're sick of it?

It's true

I hope it's you

Baby, I hope that it's

You, ooh, ooh

Baby, I hope that it's

You, ooh, ooh

Baby, I hope that it's you

You love me when I'm low, when I'm down in the basement

And don't give me up when I test your patience

You always forgive, how could I forget?

You don't run away when I'm acting ugly

No, you never sugarcoat and that's why you're the greatest, yeah

Who's gonna tell me I'm out of touch

When the lights come on and I'm still fucked up?

It's true

I hope it's you, yeah

Who's gonna call me on all my shit

When I go too far and you're sick of it?

It's true

I hope it's you

She pauses the audio and stops singing. “ That’s most of it I kind of just repeat myself for the rest though.” Turning around in the bed I set Peanut Butter down on the floor. Looking back at Dove the first thing I do feels like the most natural thing in my existence. I lean forward grasping her cheeks and pulling her into a kiss that I hope conveys every emotion she gives me just by breathing. “I love you.” I say as we break apart “ Of course, I’d come back to you. You mean the world to me. But the real question is what can I do for you to release that? I say laughing from the joy of this moment. “ Because I want the whole world to know I’m coming back to you no matter what.” Dove takes a sharp breath in.

“Well, I could think of some idea’s.” Watched her green eyes darkened with lust.

“ um-hum I bet you could,” I say and start to lean into...

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“Meroooww” Both of us releasing a painful sigh turn our heads to Peanut Butter.

“What you want some attention to,” Dove says, teasing the cat. Looking back at me she starts to lean in again but I put my hand in front of her lips.

“Sorry baby, but our children come first,” I say taking the cat into my arms and scratching it between the ears. 

“ Are you kidding me!” she says shocked. Looking at me. Shaking my head I respond.

“I'm dead serious.” she groans and lays back on the bed. 

“Can we at least watch a movie?” she declares I’m about to say yes when we both hear.

Clink

“Cheesecake!”

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I absolutely apologize for the wait. I hope you guys enjoyed Touch. I’m so sorry for leaving you hanging in pain with Dove. Let's hope Cheesecake is okay and hope it's not another mason jar. Please reblog to show your support or comment.🤍

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Delayed

warning: swearing - swearing - angst - ending a bit fluffy *not fully proof read*

word count: 2.4k

Summary: When you're arguing, you really don't want to be at the airport, let alone in the middle of a snowstorm. Terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. From waking up alone to facing broken promises how will Y/N and Dove get through the day.

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I feel the bright warm rays seep through our bedroom window pulling me out of my dream. Starting to come to my senses I decided to snuggle deeper into Dove but she was not there. I lazily move my arm out to feel if she's there but all I hear is my arm hitting a mattress. 

"Dove" I rasp out. Sitting up I look around the room for signs she was in here but it looks the same as it did last night before I finally climbed in bed. Reaching for my phone I look for a new notification thinking about the argument conversation we had yesterday.

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"I'm sorry that I have other priorities in my life besides you" Clearly trying to get a reaction out of me I try not to take her bait. But that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt. 

“We both know that I’m supportive of your music. Let's not go there.” I’m happy she’s living out her dreams.

“No, let’s go there, go ahead and say what you’ve wanted to say for a while now.” Throwing her arms out in an I don’t care motion she releases a heavy sigh as she rolls her eyes continuing to pace back and forth. Instead of taking her opportunity, I try to get back on track.

“We have a flight tomorrow. I don't get why you need to go to the studio right now. You need to sleep and not at the studio in our bed, with me!” I don’t care how clingy I sound. I’m more worried about her overworking herself. It's the main reason why we're going to go visit her family. She needs a break. She chuckles.

“Ok, I won’t stay late. All come home as soon as I’m done. I’m sorry.” I watch as she slowly walks over to me with a hug as an apology. “I’m sorry, I stepped over the line with that one. Knowing what she’s referring to, I nod against her shoulder.

“I just want you to be happy but please don’t overwork yourself.” Pulling away I kiss her melting into her embrace more than before. 

“I love you.” She whispers. Kissing her cheek I reply.

“I love you more, go I’ll wait for you.” 

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I waited for her hoping she would come home but obviously, she didn’t. Instead of blowing up her phone, I leave her a calm voicemail after deleting my angry text. I get up to do my morning routine. Once done I get dressed into (x) comfy clothes for the long day that I have ahead. I pack up the rest of her and my suitcases making sure I check for the essentials. Taking them down the stairs. Picking up my phone again I checked the time 11:42 am Dec. 23rd. When is she coming home? Should I call her again? Should I go to the studio? Before my anxiety could skyrocket with all the possibilities I heard the front door close. 

“Where have you been!” Walking out of the living room. I tried to hide the irritation in my voice. Spoiler alert: it didn’t work.

“I told you about the studio!”

“You said you’d come home as soon as possible. 11:50 is as soon as possible?!”

“Yes!!” Great, now we're shouting at each other. “You know what I’m done!. I need to finish packing and take a shower.” Walking past me she starts up the steps.

“I already packed for you, just go get ready.” Dove turns around at the top of the stairs looking back down at me.

“Thank you, your highness”  she yells says with a glare as she is crusty then slams our bedroom door. God damn!! She knows just how to get on my nerves. Turning around I walk out the door with our suitcases. Making sure I slam the door on the way out.

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Once she’s outside an hour and 30 minutes later she looks pissed but I still can’t help but check her out. (x) When she finally is sitting down with her seatbelt on I ask one of the obvious questions of the evening.

“Why didn’t you call me to say you weren’t coming home?” I say as I check my mirrors and  I turn the key in the ignition. I hear her sigh before she answers whether it was so she calmed down or just because she knew this was coming I will never know.

“My phone died before I could call you but either way who would want to with how disappointed you be." She takes a deep breath relaxing into her seat.  I navigate through stop signs and pedestrians. I finally got to the highway. The traffic isn’t so bad but the weather reminds me of our situation, slightly getting worse by the second. I don’t say anything until we park.

“Can we not be the 10-year married couple that’s on the brink of divorce every time they go to the airport?” I unbuckle my seatbelt looking up at Dove hoping this lightens the mood but when I do I see a look of concentration on her face making me worry they were about to start arguing about my half-assed joke.

“What rom-com did you just watch that gave you that analogy?” She laughs, bringing a smile to my face happy to ease the tension for once.

“Ok for one you’ve never seen the arguing couple at the airport or is this just my childhood trauma. Two, have you ever seen Home Alone?” Getting our carry-ons out of the car. We walk over to the elevator to get to the main floor.

“You're right we shouldn't argue here for fans but especially paparazzi.” Really, just for the fans and paparazzi? Not even for ourselves? When she pulls away from the elevator operating panel to look at me I can’t hide my surprised, hurt, and shocked face. 

“Wha-t? What’s wrong now?!” She stutters annoyed. Agreeing with not fighting at this moment I turn away from her. I hear her sigh and mumble something under her breath. Knowing full well that it’s most likely not something very nice I try not to decipher it. When the doors open I answer her.

“Let's just get through TSA, we can talk about all of this later.” I don’t wait for a response as I walk through the crowds of people because lately it has been proven to bite me in the ass.

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On our way to the gate, we only got stopped a couple of times for pictures with fans. Even though we were having issues we both put on smiles. The gate wasn’t filled yet so we found a secluded corner putting our bags between us so we didn’t have to be anywhere near each other until we were on the plane. I look out the window watching as the workers prepare the plane in the snow. Snow! When did it start snowing? Before I can continue to go down the path of thinking about snow my stomach cramps as I hear girdles erupt in my stomach. Did I eat breakfast? 

“Was that you?” Looking up from her phone Dove finally acknowledges your presents. 

“Yeah sorry, I must be hungry. I didn’t eat breakfast.” Shifting uncomfortably in your chair you grab your purse. “Do you want something I’m going to Starbucks?” I stand stretching out my back. 

“No, I’m ok, it just takes too long, they should start early boarding in 20 minutes.” I nod, putting on my sunglasses and hood not feeling like I want to take pictures with this kind of hunger. Walking back to the Starbucks that I saw near TSA even though she said she didn’t want anything I still got her a sandwich guessing that she also didn’t have breakfast and would get hungry. Having 10 minutes before I needed to be back at the gate I stopped to get gum not wanting to repeat the killer ear aches that I and Dove had on our last plane. Leaving us clutching each other's ears and trying to cry silently not wanting to disturb anyone. With 5 minutes to spare I get back to the gate.

“Here I got you some gum.” Holding the pack of gum out to her she takes it while mumbling a thank you but never meeting my eye. Vouching for keeping the peace I looked back out the window but what I saw 15 minutes ago was more of a winter wonderland nothing to compare to the huge flakes of snow falling from the sky.

"How are we going to get out of here?" Looking away from the window I see the person across from us is having the same thoughts as me.

"I don't think that's safe to fly in that," Dove says. For the first time since we arrived at the gate, we genuinely looked out the window. But replying to her wasn't an option. Hearing the intercom come on I look over to the staff desk.

"Hey folks, sorry we're going to need to delay flight 225 for about an hour and thirty minutes with the weather getting increasingly worse we're going to need to clear the grounds once the weather calms down. Again, I'm very sorry. Hang in there.” As soon as the attendant is done we hear the intercoms being turned on to give the same spiel. Knowing we're going to be stuck for a while I text the family group chat saying the flight was delayed.

“I got to make a call,” Dove says, standing up to find a more private space to talk.

“I already told the family about the delay so your mom and Claire won’t worry.” Thinking she was about to call her sister and tell her will be coming in later. She nods at me saying hello to the other person on the call while walking over to the corner. She isn’t working. I'm just paranoid. Trying not to think about the dove putting herself in an early grave. I look out the window hoping the weather clears up so she can finally take a break.

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“It looks to be getting better out there now.” Dove nudged my shoulder with her own, previously having to move next to me because the usual “no shows” finally arrived and needed places to sit.

"Yeah I guess so," I say, not present at the moment. Looking out the window I see the wind picking up as ramp agents try to clear up some of the snow.

"Ok, what's wrong now." Her tone isn't defensive, just tired.

"I thought we agreed not to fight in here," I whisper in her ear. Looking behind her I see an old couple suggestively raise their eyebrows. I smile through my embarrassment. 

“You're right we won’t fight in here.” She nods, standing up and holding out her hand for me to take. I don’t know why I take it but I do. Dove leads us out of the corner walking over to the windows making sure not to go too far from our luggage. “We're not fighting, we're just having a private conversation that we don’t need nor diverse to have blasted over all socials.” She takes my hand in her own clarifying she wants to talk. No arguing. Looking up from our hands I see her green eyes. They convey every emotion, she’s tired of fighting, and she just wants us to be ok.

“I’m worried about you. I know your music means a lot to you and your fans but-” I pause, taking a deep breath wanting to mention the real things that matter.

“You're not sleeping or eating, your brain is constantly working. I just want to make sure you put your health first. Please don’t overwork yourself.” I give her hand a small squeeze. “I’m sorry if I’m overbearing.” Watching her features relax as she takes a deep breath leaning forward onto my shoulder.

“I’m exhausted...and I know I should take more breaks. I just don’t want to let anyone down.” Lifting her head I see her water line filling with tears.

“Nooo, you're not letting anyone down.” Taking her cheeks in my hands. “I am so proud of you.” Feeling my own eyes well up with tears. I didn’t ever want her to feel like what she is doing isn’t enough. Hugging her closer to me I hear her mumble an apology on my shoulder.

“I’m sorry I should have done more.” Pulling away she kisses me on the cheek. 

“We're ok.” 

“We're ok.” 

“Good because I’m starving.” She says walking back over to our seats laughing. Sitting down I hand her a sandwich. Nothing could go wrong. Everything seems to be falling into place. We should be getting on the plane in 10 minutes and we're not ignoring our problems or even worse arguing. But as soon as I think that everything goes black.

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How stupid am I? In every movie, you never say everything is going to be okay because then something goes wrong. Of course, I never said anything out loud, I’m just torturing myself. So maybe this one’s not on me?

"Please don't panic, backup generators should be kicking in very soon." I strained my hearing to try and make out what the attendant was saying but it was obvious that no one was listening. Flashlights were turned on, kids were screaming for their parents and staff were trying to radio through to the technicians outside. 

“So, I guess we wait.” Turning around to my other side I see Dove wrapping the rest of her sandwich up and putting it in her bag with a small smirk on her face.

"You find all this amusing?" A smile graced my face as I asked her. 

"I mean, really it's just our luck." Dove laughs and leans back in the chair. Even surrounded by chaos she sees the bright side. Instead of worrying about our plans or the storm, we decided to start our vacation. Whether or not we were able to get out of the airport on a plane or drive back home ourselves was something to think about later. We promised ourselves a break and we made sure we had it.

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Sorry, this took longer than I thought it's not. I have a concussion at the moment so I'm trying to take care of that but I hoped you enjoyed Delayed I just felt like we all needed some winter goodness. 🤍

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Friends

warning: swearing - mentions of sex - cheating - fluff -

word count: 1.5k

Summary: After finding your boyfriend cheating you find comfort in your friend’s arms. 

"That's a wrap everyone good work." The director says. I start to walk back to my trailer where I see my assistant Jules sitting going through my schedule for the next couple of weeks. I try to be as quiet as I can so she doesn't hear me sneak off to work on my other projects.

"You do know I can see you," they say while still looking down at the papers in front of them.

"No, you can't unless you have eyes in the back of your head." Giving up on sneaking around the trailer I sat down next to Jules.

"Your right I don't but by answering me you just confirmed that I am psychic now." Jules looks up at me chuckling.

"Haha," I say with sarcasm realizing they are right.

"But, I'm serious go home you have time to work later." She says while she packs up.

"But I have-"

"No buts you work too hard go home enjoy your time off. I mean get laid you have a boyfriend unlike me so go have fun." She stands up after cutting me off grabbing my bag and jacket.

"Come on get up. I'm not leaving until you do." I sit there in shock but soon decide not to test her getting up and taking my things from them. Did I just get kicked out of my trailer? We walk to our respected cars say goodbye bye after I promise for the third time to relax.

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"Babe, I'm home," I say as I close the door with my foot.

"I thought since I'm in town I could cook dinner?" Where is he? Usually, he would be by the door trying to squeeze you to death.

"Chris?" You say as you start up the stairs. Thump

"Hello..." What is that noise?

Thump

"ahhh" My heart drops. It can't be.

"Mhmm, you like that baby" Chris no.

"yes yes keep going i-i " By the time I'm at the top step I am boiling with anger. I march straight into the room.

"What the FUCK is this!" I yell at the top of my lungs as I see them scattered apart and pull the sheets up.

"Y/N! I didn't know you were home uhh" I stand as the tears well up in my eyes watching as this sick son of a bitch tries to come up with a reason for why he cheated on me.

"It's not what it looks like," he says while pulling on his boxers.

"Yeah right." I scoff unconvinced.

"Umm Nancy how about I call you later." I watch as he guides the naked girl out of our room.

"Ok I um bye Chrisie love you." Wow, I love you(s). She continued walking out the door without a response and with the door closing my urge to punch this man comes back kicking.

"I can explain. It just th-" I cut him off.

"I don't what an explanation Chrisie." I taught. I'm not going to break down in front of this man.

"Get out." I point at the door.

"Y/N, baby come on it was one time." He is lying straight through his teeth.

"One Time! Tell that to Nancy because clearly, this is not a one-time thing to her!" I shout. Does he think I'm stupid?

"Babe she doesn't mean anything. I don't love her." He continues. Now running his hand through his hair.

"I don't care." Why are we arguing this is my house.

"Get the fuck out of my house." He starts walking towards me trying to calm me down. Like that will work.

"Y/N you know I-"

"Get out Christopher!" I'm losing my patients and I'm not going to jail for murdering this man.

"Babe," I'm done. I move around him opening the door.

"NOW!"

"FINE! But you will regret this I'm the best you can get with your stupid schedule and your pathetic looks." As he moves to the hallway turning around to carry on with yelling at me I shut the door in his face. I wait for the front door to slam before I snap. I throw every photo in the fireplace downstairs. I watch as the flames engulf them burning away two years of my life.

Buzz

Buzz

Buzz

Getting to what, I don't know? My third breaking point of the day I consider throwing my ringing phone in the fire. I push the thought out of my head and I decide to pick up the phone to see who's calling.

🕊️Dove love🕊️

"Shit."

"Wow, not even a hi? I guess you don't miss me as much as I miss you." She seems to be in a good mood. Dove and I have been good friends for a couple of years now we meet during the final round of casting for Agents of Shield though I didn't get the role we still hit it off.

"Sorry I just I've had a hard day," I say clearing my throat trying to hide any indication I was crying.

"Oh, babe what happened you don't sound too good." Of course, she can tell instantly.

"How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Understand what's going on when you have no context at all."

"I just know you well enough. Like right now I know that you brought that up so you could avoid answering my question." There's a pause that tells me she's clearly is waiting for me to tell her the truth but instead of answering I let the silence grow.

"I guess all give in then. I wanted a surprise you theirs a gift at the door can you go open it for me?" I can hear the excitement in her voice.

"If it's more custom shirts your buying me a new dresser." She always sent me goofy shirts they were always a good distraction.

"It's not but what I sent you should be out there already. Are you moving yet?" She chuckles.

I finally stand up walking to the door excepting to see a big Amazon box but instead I find a suitcase.

"Please tell me there is not a killer clown in the suitcase."

"No, but I will need your help taking it up your stairs." I look up from the suitcase hearing my phone echo her voice seeing Dove walk around the corner of my door with a big smile on her face.

"SURPRISE! Happy New Year, Happy birthday, and most of all happy best friend anniversary." She comes up and engulfs me in her arms with all of the love I've been craving.

"You are not hugging me right now I definitely fell asleep or I'm hallucinating." Should I call my mom or take my temperature first?

"You're not going crazy I am really here," Dove says as she pulls her head back from the hug but as soon as she sees your mascara running her smile drops.

"Y/N what's really wrong." I sigh as she carefully rubs my back. I love when she just holds me it always made me feel safe I used to feel guilty for feeling that way with her instead of Chris but now I don't have to worry about what he thinks.

"Let's get you killer clown suitcase in before we talk about that." Trying to lighten the mood I smile and take her hand that's not grasping the suitcase.

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"I'm going to kill him!" Dove says pacing in front of my coach.

"It's not worth it."

"I mean who does he think he is?!" Continuing her rant.

"Dove sit down please before you have a heart attack." Finally getting her to sit down again I pull her towards me. When she's finally stuck in my hug I rub her back hearing her sigh out her own frustration and snuggle deeper into me I decide to continue.

"We weren't happy and if Nancy has something I don't offer then he can be with her as long as I'm not wasting my time trying to fix something too far gone and I'd much rather spend my time with you." I watch as she moves out of the hug to turn around and sit between my legs.

"He made the biggest mistake in his life today and I hope he doesn't realize that until he's on his death bed cold and alone." She says it with a straight face meaning she's dead serious so try my best to hold in my laugh but I can only hold it in for a few seconds before I'm bursting out laughing. When I start to catch my breath I look back at her face to see her smiling at me with the biggest grin.

"I love you," I say while I look at her I can see everything I have ever wanted in her with one smile.

"I love you too." She answers biting her lip. I close my eyes to relish in all her love and that's when I feel her hands on my cheeks. I slowly open my eyes as she leans.

"I could be a better boyfriend than him." She whispers and before I know it she kisses me.

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Ok, this was my first fic please tell me how I did. I will be taking requests but I cannot guarantee a schedule yet. I do allow reblogs. I hope you enjoyed it. 💜

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Dove Cameron x reader is done it will be posted tomorrow.

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Dove Cameron Masterlist

Friends

Delayed 

Touch

New Faces New Places New York