stellaraewrites
stellaraewrites
Rae
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19 | she/her | John Munch’s #1 Fan | mainly JM stuff but I’m willing to do anything if asked :)
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stellaraewrites · 4 months ago
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What should I be doing : finishing one of my 600 drafts
What am I doing : scrolling John Munch edits on TikTok 💔
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stellaraewrites · 4 months ago
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Hey I’m a fellow HLOTS fan and would love to be able to chat more if that’s OK? I’m Ally 😅🥹
HI omg ofc , im always down to talk ! just inbox me :)
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stellaraewrites · 4 months ago
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as of right now , I’m out of ideas . Is there anything or any characters you guys I want to see ? I’m open to just about anything.
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stellaraewrites · 4 months ago
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Ivy
John Munch x GN!Reader
‘ I thought that I was dreaming when you said you loved me ’
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John grunted as he pulled you out of the car and kicked the door shut with his foot , holding you up by the arm. You had claimed you could handle your liquor, that you were a big girl and didn’t need a babysitter , and he took your word for it. But by your 5th shot you were up on the table doing a hula dance; he was never letting you live that one down.
“I-i can walk!”You shout, slurring your words. He lets go and you drunkenly take a step , but your legs give out and you almost come face to face with the hard sidewalk. John catches you in his arms , rolling his eyes.
“Ouu Munchkin , you’re so strong.”You giggle , ruffling his hair.
“Come on.”He huffs, guiding you up the steps to your apartment and into your home. He pulls your coat and shoes off and carries you bridal style to your bedroom, laying you down on your bed gently.
He heads to the kitchen , grabbing a glass of water that that you’re definitely going to need and sets it down on your nightstand.
He turns to leave when you reach out and grab his hand, the sudden contact makes him flinch.
“Please, lay with me Johnny.”You mumble , eyes still closed. He hesitates , his heart thudding so hard in his chest he fears its might fall out onto the floor . He couldn’t be in such an intimate position with you, he might go mad.
John knew he was hopelessly, irrevocably , wholeheartedly in love with you. He knew it the day he met you, and every day you spent together only reassured that fact. Your laugh , your smile , the way you cared for victims and their families, you could do no wrong.
He hasn’t even seen it coming, and by the time he’d even realized he was in love with you , it was far too late to do anything about it.
He had contemplated telling you, you had a flirty but professional relationship and every now and then you’d say something that would make him think , but he couldn’t tell if you felt the same way about him. He had been hurt so many times he wasn’t sure he could handle another rejection, or the idea of losing your friendship. You were his everything , even if you didn’t know it.
As long as he was quiet about it, he was safe. It didn’t matter if his feelings went unnoticed, as long as he had you. He was beginning to accept the situation for what it was , and this would ruin it. He doesn’t realize he’s been silent for so long until you begin to stir on the bed, whining softly.
Your eyes open slighty , and you look up at him . “Please.” Fuck, you would be the death of him.
He sighs and obliges , kicking his shoes and shedding his own coat before climbing in behind you, but keeping a safe distance. You’re having none of that , you turn and snuggle into his chest. He wraps his arms around you , gently stroking you hair so you’d go back to sleep and he could get up and leave with the last of his restraint.
“John.”you whisper, scooting closer to him and rubbing your head against his chest.
“Yes?” He whispers back , voice cracking.
“I just wanted you to know I love you.” He doesn’t speak for a moment , his breath caught in his throat. For a second he doesn’t even think he’s breathing. Had you actually said it? Was he dreaming? Was it because you were drunk?
Soft snores emerge from your now sleeping body. He looks down and pushes the hair out of your face, kissing your forehead softly. It didnt matter why you said it anymore.
“I love you too.”
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Ahhh I loved writing this , I was living to Ivy by Frank Ocean and got inspired <3
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