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Jealous bella x reader please!!!!

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pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary: you're having dinner with your work friends and you brought a plus one, bella isn't quite happy about that

warnings: a straigth man with The audacity. use of cuss words. misgendering.

note: hello anon! i really hope this is what you asked for!! ahaha, it turned out to be quite long 3k words!!! so yeah, thank you for submitting your request. enjoy!! <3

They’d been staring at you the whole dinner.

No one seemed to notice, too busy engaging with the different conversations going on. They’d even pitch in and comment on them every once in a while and you attentively listened to their input, but that murderous stare was slowly tearing you down. You could feel it even when you weren’t looking, and God, you tried not to look.

There was just something about their stare that made you shiver, and you didn't fully know why. Of course, there was this massive crush you had on them so it was partly because of that, but there was something more. You never felt them stare at you like this.

In a way you liked it, because they had been ignoring you for quite some time now and getting this attention felt like something you needed. Although Bella still wouldn’t talk to you, they’d just stare at you the whole dinner.

“Hey,” your friend Mark whispered into your ear, noticing your sudden stiffness. “You okay?”

His arm had been wrapped around your shoulders all night, he’d always been a bit touchy, in a way it was comforting. You appreciated his care for you, you’d known each other since kids and this was usual for you both. He’d always try to make you feel better as soon as he noticed you being uncomfortable.

You nodded at him and offered him a faint smile, letting him know everything was great without making a big deal about it, then he smiled too and gave you a kiss on the cheek. You awkwardly giggled at that, knowing that even with your closeness he never did that before.

“What was that about?” you asked him, and he smirked, like he knew something you didn’t. He just shrugged and looked to the other side.

You looked around the table, the rest of your friends didn’t care much about the sudden action, the mood wasn’t affected by it, but you felt weird for some reason.

You poked him with your finger near the ribs letting out a laugh, then you said “Be right back.”

As you stood from your seat and went to the bathroom, you could feel two stares watching you go.

You splashed a bit of water in your face, needing to breathe. Bella had just been looking at you like they wanted to kill something and you didn’t know what you had done to make them so mad at you.

They stopped talking to you about five days ago, and you wondered what could’ve happened for Bella to ghost you like that.

Before that, you two had been talking nonstop, meeting up and having coffee together —although Bella would always have tea— facetiming before bed, all cute stuff. And you thought your friendship was really starting to become something strong, something steady. Then Bella just didn’t answer one day.

And now this weird thing coming from Mark, you didn’t exactly know how to tell him to stop sometimes. It was starting to become a problem.

You let the tap water run through your wrists as you breathed through your nose and prepared yourself to go back to your seat.

When you opened the door of the bathroom you stumbled upon someone, and you were kind of disappointed to see who it was.

“What do you want, Mark?” The disappointment visibly showed in your face, but you couldn’t help it.

“I just wanted to see if you were okay.”

“I’m fine, just let it go” you said as you walked back to the restaurant’s dining area with Mark behind you. Why had you expected Bella to be there? It was obvious they were super mad at you, even if they couldn’t quite get their eyes away from you.

“Look who’s back!” Louise, who you had been sitting next to, said with a laugh. “We were just talking about you two. You make a great pair, you know?”

Sure, you hadn’t thought of that. Louise, James, and Bella were still quite new to your integration of Mark into the friend group. You hadn’t even asked if it was okay for him to join, he just hopped in your car when you were about to go hangout with them one day, and as usual, you didn’t say anything.

Hanna already knew him from before and got a hold of your friendship, but these guys —your work friends— were still strangers to him.

Louise even thought you two were dating. Ew. You didn’t even like men.

“Oh! We’re not da–”

“Thank you!” Mark interrupted as he took food into his mouth with his fork and put his free arm around you again. Now that was definitely weird.

You looked at him from the side and then continued your sentence, using your hands to make it clear for everyone else at the table. “We’re just friends.”

“Alright, got it.” Hannah winked at you like she knew something you didn’t and you were getting a bit tired of those looks already.

Then you heard something coming from Bella’s mouth, something you shouldn’t have been able to hear with the distance between you, but you realised you were just paying a lot of attention to their every move, and they were just whispering a bit too loudly into James’s ear. “Somebody should tell him that then.”

You saw James let out a chuckle then automatically stop himself, putting a hand to his mouth and biting into his own fist.

And it shouldn’t have been as funny as it was, because the whole table listened and stopped everything they were doing to look at your reactions. And you know you couldn’t just laugh at that, it would be way worse than if you pretended to not have listened.

Of course Mark didn’t think the same as you. Of course he didn’t think Bella had an amazing sense of humour.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked.

His grip around you tightened, like he was protecting something of his, and you just looked down embarrassed as you squinted your eyes to try and forget that he was even there.

Bella blinked several times, baffled. They looked at him and rested their back on the chair to try and relax a little. “Well I mean, you’ve been practically throwing yourself at her all night, mate. She said you’re just friends.”

You shouldn’t have found those words coming from their mouth so attractive. Really, it wasn’t a big deal, but there was something about the way that they said it, how secure in their own words they sounded. You could feel the heat going to your cheeks. Even the way they used their hands to show how upset they were and how then they crossed her arms when they were done, you couldn’t look at them.

And Mark only got more riled up by their comment. You didn’t know what had gone through his head tonight. Mark had never been like this, or not that it was so obvious other people noticed, at least.

He was a good friend, really.

Maybe.

Or had he just been nice to you because he wanted something more?

“So what if I want to hug my best friend, is that such a big fucking deal?”

“Yes! Especially when she’s visibly uncomfortable!” Bella chuckled, pointing at you to prove their point. They weren’t one to yell, they weren’t one to start up a fight. You perfectly knew that, so it was weird seeing them do this right now.

And all because of you.

In a weird, twisted way, you kind of liked it.

“That’s it, I don’t even know why I’m here.” Mark turned to you and pulled away his arm. His eyes didn’t look at you like before, now there was something else in them, like a plea to you. “I’m leaving.”

You sighed and rolled your eyes, “Wait,” You followed him as he stood up and grabbed his coat, then walked behind him passing through the other tables, who glanced at you trying to figure out what was happening. “What’s wrong with you?”

“No, what’s wrong with you? Why are you doing this?”

“What am I doing?” You scoffed, putting your hands up in the air.

“Getting me to meet all your other friends, making me believe I actually had a chance.”

You laughed. “What?”

“And then tonight? What’s happening here? That weirdo looking at me like she wants to kill me all night and then saying that? She’s obsessed with you and it's so weird. I’m out.” He turned around and walked away, you wondered if he expected you to run up to him and tell him not to.

“Okay! Leave!” You said instead, still confused about everything. “I guess.”

Great, now you didn’t have a ride home. For some reason the fact that he called Bella a weirdo bothered you more than that. That, and the fact that they had misgendered them.

You walked back to your table and Hannah only looked at you like she didn’t understand what just happened, you just shrugged in response because you understood it even less.

“You okay?” Bella said, that murderous stare long gone. Now there was a softness to their eyes, and you couldn’t make eye contact.

You were embarrassed, no one else had brought a plus one and you had asked if it was okay if he came with you. Now he had made a whole scene and you were to blame.

You didn’t even really want him there in the first place. You had plans with your work friends, and Mark wanted to hang out that same day, so he suggested coming with you. You hadn’t seen anything objectively wrong with it at first.

If you knew this was gonna happen you’d never answered Mark’s texts..

“Yeah, I’m great actually. Don’t know what that whole thing was about.” you answered instead, lightening the mood.

You didn’t like confrontation, if you could ignore an issue you would do it until it was factually impossible to keep ignoring. This was one of those times, and it had happened quite dramatically.

You sat down back in your seat, and soon the conversation shifted into what it was before that whole scene. A calm and animated chat between friends. You found yourself staring at the empty seat by your side, wondering if your friendship with him was even real. How could he do this to you? And then blame you for making him be there when he was the one who always self-invited into these things?

You didn't expect that from him, not after so many years of friendship. Just like that, he left, because he would not accept that you didn’t like him.

And you felt a stare again, but this time it wasn’t aggressive, it was gentle and soft. But you couldn’t look up.

Your phone buzzed on the table, so you picked it up. For a second you thought it would be Mark, apologising for being such a dramatic little bitch, but no. It was Bella.

‘do you want a ride home?’

You couldn’t help but smile at the screen, the thought of Bella being so sweet to you after everything just as soon as he left made you giggle. It only fed more into your delusions. You could accept that. If saying goodbye to Mark suddenly meant Bella talking to you again, you would have told him to fuck off way before today.

‘Okay, thanks :)’

Now you couldn’t wait until dinner was over and you could go home, with Bella.

You had to ask them why they’d stopped talking to you in the first place. You’d do it in the car.

They kept staring at you the rest of the dinner, and this time it didn’t make you feel uncomfortable. It made you feel anxious for finally holding up a real conversation and being close to them again. And it made you happy, just thinking about Bella taking you home.

Eventually all your plates were empty, and the conversation was starting to slowly fade into nothing. It was time to go home. When James asked for the bill and everyone was leaving, you stood up too to start saying goodbye. Hannah gave you a sorry look, because she knew Mark too and she perfectly knew how dramatic he could be sometimes. “I’ll talk to him,” she said.

“It’s fine. You don’t have to do that.” You smiled at her. Right now, the least you wanted to do was to think about him.

“Need me to take you home?” she said, you could see it on her face how she really meant it, even when you lived so far away from her and it would make no sense for Hanna to have to cross the whole city in order to drive you home. But you already had someone who had offered first.

“I’m taking her.” Bella’s voice came right behind you, you never noticed when they walked up to you. You turned your head to look at them, and you saw how they mentally debated between putting their hand on your shoulder or just putting it to their hip in a dad-stance. They went for the latter.

“Alright, goodnight!”

Hanna walked out of the restaurant and that left you and Bella alone. The rest of them had already walked out too. “Ready?”

“I guess.”

Bella opened the door for you and the two of you walked out into the parking lot. You could see Hannah starting her car a few metres away. “Come on.” Their voice was way softer now. And the way they looked at you made you feel weak in the knees.

You followed Bella to their car, the little red fiat that you kinda loved, even if you hated it. In the past few months, Bella had given you rides when you were both working late at night and she had taken you to your coffee meetings in this car. They had also driven you home after nights out where you didn’t measure your drinks and you had puked your guts out on the backseat quite a few times, hence why you kind of hated the car.

The front seat was more comfortable than the backseat, that’s for sure.

Bella starts driving, and you stay silent, thinking of the best way to start a conversation. You checked your phone often, searching for any new notification, all you wanted is a simple apology coming from Mark.

“Thank you— ”

“He’s a real prat, you know?”

You both talked at the same time, Bella only wiggled their fingers as they held the steering wheel as you giggled.

“Sorry, what?”

Bella quickly turned to you, “I said he’s an idiot.”

“Oh, yeah. I know.”

They let out a quick sigh as they turned to the road again. “Why are you with him, then?”

“We’re friends.”

“You know what I mean.”

“We’ve known each other since we were kids. You can’t just throw out a childhood of memories for a simple fight.” You said, and Bella nodded, biting into their chapped lips.

“I don’t think he’s gonna apologise, he seems like a git.”

You laughed, “Okay, now you’re just saying all the cuss words you can think of.”

“Maybe,” they smirked. “Just so you know, he was saying stuff. About you two, when you were in the loo. Before he went looking for you.”

“What stuff?”

“That’s not the point.”

“You were staring at us the whole night.”

Bella nodded softly. “And with reason. I was the only one to notice how uncomfortable you were. And at first I did think you two were together, but when you said you weren’t and he was still there —existing— I don’t know, it made my blood boil, I guess.”

“So what, were you jealous or something?”

“I was worried about you.”

“Is this why you’ve been ignoring me? Because you thought I was dating Mark? From all the people in the world that I could date, you think I would choose him? If anything he’s like a brother to me. A really annoying brother.”

“I didn’t know that. And you’re suddenly bringing him everywhere and I don’t like his face—”

“You don’t like his face?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because he looks at you like you’re a piece of meat, okay? And it’s weird.”

You stayed silent, looking out the window as the buildings passed by. You had never thought much of the way he looked at you, but the more Bella talked, the less you wanted to know about him.

“He called you a weirdo.”

“What?”

“Before he left, he called you a weirdo and said that you were obsessed with me.”

Bella tilted their head as a red light made the car stop. Then they turned to you again, with delicacy. “Well, he got one thing right.”

“That you’re a weirdo?”

“That I think about you a little too much.”

You felt the heat on your cheeks, as you looked away with a growing smile on your lips. “You’re obsessed?”

“Why shouldn’t I be? You’re amazing.”

“I am most definitely not.”

“You are, and you know what? I would never look at you like you’re a piece of meat,” You couldn’t believe the words coming from their mouth. It felt like one of those moments in the movies where the two protagonists finally revealed that they loved each other, but you weren’t sure that was what this was. “because I’m vegan. I don’t eat meat.”

And there it was, the moment ruined.

Bella chuckled as they turned and saw the green light, making them focus on the road again. You laughed too, feeling like you could explode in any second. Your ears were ringing, repeating Bella’s words over and over again in your head.

“Fuck you.”

“It’s true though, I don’t like meat, but I like you. As a human, as a great friend and colleague. You’re honestly my favourite person in the world as of right now.”

And if you hadn’t been in love with Bella already, you knew this would have been the moment for you. Because you were falling for them again, and this time you knew Bella felt the same too.

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★PRIORITY - BELLA RAMSEY

Bella Ramsey x y/n

Summary; Bella would much rather spend time alone with you then at a party.

You loved Bella and you loved their friends, but after a long day at work you preferred to go straight to bed then be at a party.

The loud sound of music was the first thing to greet you when you approached your shared home, then the smell of alcohol and then the multiple bodies inside your home.

You pushed through crowds of people as you tried to locate your partner. Finally you found them, standing in a group of three in a quiet enough spot. You figured it would be rude not to say hi.

Bella saw you approach, a large grin forming on their face their eyes met yours. They waved enthusiastically at you.

Noticing the gesture, Bella's friends turned to look at you. Each smiling friendly at you. You smiled back.

You walked over to Bella, interlocking your hands as they pecked your lips.

"Y/N! It's been so long, where have you been?" A new face entered the conversation, joining the circle as they stood beside Amy. It was your friend Leah. She was right it had been nearly three weeks since you seen her. You two never went that long without talking.

You plastered your best smile even if you didn't feel it. Your eyes threatened to close as exhaustion was creeping down onto you.

"I've been busy with work. Sorry, I should've gotten in touch." You apologised. You meant every word. You missed being around friends, however you were practically half asleep right now.

"Don't worry about it, I understand." Leah smiled genuinely, waving off your apology.

Bella traced their thumb against your hand. The action making it harder to keep yourself awake.

A new topic of conversation arose, everyone engaged in it. You took their distraction to excuse yourself.

"I think I'm going to head to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open." You whispered into Bella's ear, only for them to hear.

Bella looked at you with worry. "Want me to come with? I can end the party."

You shook your head in response.

"no need. I can sleep through anything. And you should enjoy yourself with everyone, I don't need a babysitter." You kissed their cheek before they could argue back. A shy smile crept onto their face from the action.

Leaving Bella with their friends you made your way upstairs to your bedroom. Everyone at the party were all close friends of you and Bella, no one was seriously drunk and you trusted each of them to leave on their own and without a mess. It wasn't the first time a party was held in this house.

Shutting the bedroom door behind you helped to muffle out the sound of music and conversation.

Quickly and quietly you changed into your pajamas and got ready for bed.

There was no better feeling than crawling into bed after a long day. Wrapping yourself under the duvet you lay on your side and closed your eyes to try fall asleep.

The door creaked as it opened, the noise no longer muffled and light from the hall poured into the bedroom. It disappeared instantly once the door was shut.

You looked up in confusion.

"Bella? I told you-"

"I want to be here, with you." They cut you off before you could try persuade them to leave.

Bella changed into their own pajamas quickly and brushed their teeth before eagerly getting into bed beside you. You couldn't help but smile.

Immediately, you were pulled closer to them with your head laying on their chest and their arm wrapped around your waist securely.

It was peaceful.

Just you and Bella.

Your limbs were tangled with theirs, you could hear every beat of their heart and feel every breath they took. You couldn't imagine a more perfect place or feeling then being with Bella. Just the two of you.

Bella placed multiple kisses on your face. You felt your face heat up, you burried your face in their shoulder so they wouldn't see your blush.

Bella giggled at you shyness.

"I love you. " they whispered.

You couldn't control your smile from widening. You felt your heart skip a beat and the butterflies in your stomach grow.

"I love you too." You responded quietly but Bella heard. They pulled you closer to them, you didn't even think that was possible.

You never felt happier or more at peace than you did with Bella.

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obsessedelusional · 1 year

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Touch Starved

paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x fem!Reader

summary ✦ Your costar Bella and you are busy doing a press tour for the new season of the show you work on together. What happens when people begin to notice the tension between you two?

word count ✦ 1,500ish

authors note ✦ second lil Bella oneshot y’all feel free to request for Bella they have rotted my whole brain I need ideas to write lol

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“Did you hear me, Y/N?” The kind lady conducting the interview asks, disrupting your longing gaze at your co-star Bella Ramsey. Working so closely with them for several months, you had formed a tiny crush of them. You tried your best to not make it so obvious but when they were sat next to you hair down and a suit looking so damn fine you couldn’t help it. Sneaking glances all day long. They only made it harder because you couldn’t help but notice how often their hands were on you in some way or another. Usually resting on your hands, fiddling with your fingers. Or one sat on your thighs or one hand holding your lower back. Their hands always found their way to you.

“Sorry, can you repeat it?” You awkwardly let out a laugh before the say it again. You pray that they edit that out.

“What was your favorite part of filming this season?” She smiles, waiting for a response. It happens naturally you eyes dart to Bella who’s sat next to you, her hand rests on your back under your coat. The only thing keeping them from touching your skin the thin shirt wardrobe dressed you in. Their eyes already on you, smile on their lips. You smile back before responding, giving you attention to the interviewer.

“Uh… it was definitely the whole cast. Considering they had already filmed a season before I joined season two, they were all so welcoming. Made me felt like I belonged, very quickly.”

“She fit right in.” Your male costar chimes in.

“I remember the first day I was absolutely terrified. Bella was the first to welcome me with open arms, literally open arms. She’s a hugger.” You tease, playfully shoving their shoulder.

“Don’t act like you hate it.” Bella responds, eyes narrowed.

“I never said that, I love your hugs.” You roll you eyes, only for Bella to throw their other arm over you shoulder hugging you. The feeling of their laughter brings an even bigger smile to your face. Bella gets more comfortable, half hugging you now. The PR lady, Victoria, who’s always around for for press days motions to quit it. You hadn’t noticed but Bella rolls her eyes before letting go of you. The interviewer asks the next question, that goes on for another thirty minutes. The entire time glances are shared between the two of you, filled with playful banter between the two of you and the rest of the cast.

When it finally comes to end everyone separates themselves. Someone on the team for the show ordered an car, sending the cast back to the hotel for the night. It had been a long day and tomorrow was just as long. You wasted no time, getting ready for bed immediately. You were instructed to be up at 5 am for the car to be picked up to take you to hair and makeup for another long day of press.

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You’re sat in hair and makeup, a handful of people working on you. You’d been chugging your coffee since five and it’s yet to kick in, your yawning. Probably pissing of the woman trying to do your makeup. You look up as Bella walks in sitting down in the chair next to you, it’s seven.

“Must be nice to not have to wake up at the ass crack of dawn.” You tease, they take a small sip out of their drink before responding.

“Can’t help that I wake up beautiful.” They beam, flipping their hair dramatically.

“Must be nice.” You say sarcastically.

“You’re always looking beautiful, though.” Bella responds, shocking you.

“Thanks.” You blush, just as the lady doing your makeup tells you to look up. Giving you the perfect excuse not to have to continue the conversation, Bella was good at making you nervous. Sometimes you wondered if she did it on purpose.

—

The first press day moment is with a pretty popular news outlet. It goes smoothly, it was a lot quicker than most of the press stuff you did. Your thankful because of how quickly it went by there’s more than enough time to sit at the next studio and eat at their craft service table. The makeup lady touches you up quickly before the group sits down before the camera.

Today they dressed Bella more casually hair is curled, the slightest hint of eyeliner dawns their eyes. They always wore the least makeup, still managing to look effortlessly handsome. You on the other hand we’re forced to sit in the makeup chair for hours sometimes. You’re deep in thought, admiring Bella’s curls when you hear your name.

“Huh?” You ask.

“Are you ready?”

“Yeah.” You smile, readjusting your self.

“Ya know? You seem distracted these last few days.” Bella whispers your way, causing you to grin. Praying your face isn’t as flustered as you feel. The man conducting the interview sits down introducing himself. Each of you take turns saying who you are and who you play. They waste no time, starting in on the questions about the show. About twenty minutes of show related questions pass by before the interviewer starts in on the more personal questions.

“So Bella and Y/N, the two of you shared a lot of screen time together. What’s your relationship like off the screen? After a recent interview, you guys got people wondering.” He asks.

“Wait what?” You ask, confused. They reference the interview from yesterday, how it had been posted this morning. How fans are now wondering what’s going on between the two of you. Teasing you about how much your started at Bella or how Bella rolled her eyes before letting go of you. Almost seemed like some one had instructed Bella off camera to stop, upsetting them in the process. Before either of you can respond, the shows PR person shuts the interviewer down.

“That’s not relevant to the show. Next question.” She commands and the interviewer listens, moving along. You try your best to participate for the rest of the interview too busy spiraling on the information provided to you. You look over to Bella who just give you a reassuring smile, squeezing your hand not letting go until the interview is over.

Of course they pair Bella with you to share a car back to the hotel. The lady from PR didn’t look too pleased with you the rest of that press event. You were busy scrolling through your Twitter mentions. People saying the shipped the two of you, some people saying the opposite. A lot had wondered because it always seemed like Bella had to have their hands on you. Many nasty comments about your physical appearance. People calling your delusional for thinking you’d have a chance with Bella. Some nasty comments directed at Bella too, those ones pissing you off the most.

“Everything okay?” Bella interrupts your endless scrolling.

“Yeah I’m sorry.” You apologize.

“Is it really so crazy that people notice the chemistry between us?” They smile, disregarding your apology.

“What?”

“Have you seen the edits? All over TikTok, us staring at each other none stop. High-key flirting. I get it.” They’re tone serious but you can’t tell if they’re serious.

“You get it? You don’t exactly make it easy to not stare at you, you’re always touching me.” You respond.

“Oh my god.” They laugh, letting out a sigh before continuing.

“I don’t know how much more obvious I can make it. I had originally planned on waiting till this press tour was nearly over so if it went south I could just avoid you.”

“I like you.” They admit, nervously fidgeting with the rings they always wore.

“So I’m not delusional?” You ask, relived.

“No you’re not.” They laugh.

“Then I like you too.” A short silence falls between you two.

“So what does that mean?” You ask, the one to interrupt the quietness.

“It means I can do something I’ve been wanting to do, if that’s okay with you?” They ask, slowly closing the already short distance between you guys. All you can do is nod yes, their lips only a few inches from you. You can feel their breath on your lips. Eager to close the gap you slam your lips on theirs. You two start kissing, hands exploring each other. Forgetting about the man who’s driving the car, eyes hopefully too focused on the road to notice the two of you kissing.

Bella pulls away, only because the car comes to a stop. The driver notifying you of their arrival to the hotel. Bella opens the car, you follow closely behind. Upon entry Bella leads you to their hotel room. At their door, they stop taking a moment to look at you.

“Victorias gonna be so pissed.” She laughs.

“How so?”

“Now that I’ve gotten a taste of you, I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off you.” They bite their lip, pushing you into the door way opening the door so the two of you can slip inside. Kissing you again, only this time more hungry than before. Like they’ve been starved of your touch.

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adorethedistance · 1 year

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The Late Late Show - Bella Ramsey x Reader (18+)

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Warnings: (18+ only minors DNI) afab reader, smut, swearing, teasing, lmk if there’s anything else I missed.

Words: 2697

Summary: After a promotional appearance on the Late Late show, you and Bella confess your feelings for one another; your skepticism causes them to prove just how much they like you back.

A/N: It’s almost 1 am. I don’t feel like proof reading this. I want to be done with it. SO here we are LMAO. In all seriousness I’m really stoked on this piece and I hope y’all like it. It’s been a while since I’ve written a full smut so I’m a little rusty.

Pedro, Bella, and I are on the Late Late Show to promote season 2 of The Last of Us, and Mr. James Corden had the incredible idea to make us play ‘spill your guts or fill your guts’. In rehearsal the questions were all mundane and simple to keep the surprises for the actual show. Now that the questions are real, my anxiety has skyrocketed and I anxiously await my turn. So far, Pedro has had a sip of bird saliva and Bella has confessed who their least favorite person to work with in their career was. Now it’s my turn and I’m almost too anxious to comprehend the words coming out of anyone’s mouth. Bella turns the table slowly, watching my face and gauging my reactions to each food as it goes by.

“Y/n.”

“Hm.”

“For this question, I will give you…” They pause to think for a moment, “The one thousand year old egg.” I fight the urge to gag and Bella laughs deviously. They noticed the way I was particularly disturbed by it when we reviewed all the food options on the table for the camera. Bella laughs their adorable laugh after reading the question written on the cue card; I can’t stop the fake frown that’s appeared on my face.

“Which of mine and Pedro’s acting performances were the worst, and why?” The audience erupts into laughter, cheers, and groans as I contemplate how I can answer this question. “There is no way in hell I’m eating that.”

“Then you’ve got to answer.”

“I don’t know! I think you guys aren’t capable of bad performances.”

“Booooo.”

“Why are you booing me?!” I screech in surprise although I can’t help the smile forming on my face. Pedro jumps in,

“That’s a cop-out!”

“That is such a cop-out answer!” Bella laughs, biting their lip and resting their elbows on the table, displaying their hands that are sparsely decorated with rings.

“Why are you guys teaming up on me? This is so unfair. James, do something!”

“My hands are tied-”

“No, they are not it’s your show!”

“That one thousand year old egg isn’t getting any younger,” Bella quips, a devious smirk adorning their features. More laughter from the audience and I look back at Bella with pleading eyes. They raise their eyebrows to taunt me, clearly enjoying how I’m scrambling for answers. I bite the inside of my cheek and playfully glare. Another eyebrow quirk from Bella. On national television?

I cave, “Oh god. Okay, uh, Pedro. Maybe Mando? Since you’ve got the helmet on and we can’t really see your face emote a lot?”

“Kind of a cheat answer but I’ll leave it be,” Bella teases.

“Bella… Maybe Judy since you didn’t have too much on screen time so you weren’t given a lot to work with?” I attempt to calm my breathing as I wait for the other three to either approve or disapprove my answers. The jury is pleased with my response and I’m saved from eating the egg in front of me that is literally black and green.

We continue another rotation of questions going around the table until James takes us to commercial break. Bella, Pedro, and I stand from the table and head back to the couch for our actual interview portion of the show. It’s the last segment before we’re wrapped and I can’t wait to be finished so I can get out of this makeup and borderline black tie attire.

James gives us the standard questions that come with promoting a show and I find myself struggling to stay present. The way Bella moves their hands and the numerous rings that adorn their fingers are eternally captivating.

I want to just reach out and grab it. To hold their hand in mine and exist like that for as long as we possibly could. I want to hold them in my own and kiss them to show how much I care. I want to clench around their hands as I scream their name loud enough for anyone to hear. I want to bite down on exposed skin as they fuck me and tell me I’m their good girl. I crave Bella. I’ve always craved Bella.

“I think we’ve lost her. Y/n?” I hear James’ voice bring me back down to earth. My cheeks are a thousand degrees warmer as I realize I’ve been caught, lost in the fantasy of what it would be like to belong to Bella.

“What?” I ask when I zone back in. Everyone in the room laughs and I try to blink away my embarrassment.

“You play Dina, correct?”

“I do, yes.”

“This is a new character for this season, what can you tell us about her?”

“Yeah, so Dina is Ellie’s love interest in this part of the story,” I proceed to tell James the same basic spiel that I give every interviewer and he listens intently. He asks a few more questions about the characters and what it was like for the three of us to work closely on set. The interview goes over fun, smooth, and funny and before we knew it, the show was wrapped shortly after. Bella disappears almost immediately in search of a bathroom, leaving me with Pedro as James begins talking with one of his producers.

“Are you okay?” Pedro nudges my shoulder to get my attention. I nod rapidly which does not at all minimize his suspicion.

“Yeah, I’m totally good.”

“You were in space for the entire interview. What’s up?” He asks sincerely. Is this something I should tell him? Is this something I shouldn’t tell him? I’m at a loss for direction but Pedro’s reassuring smile reminds me that he is probably the best confidant on planet earth.

“It’s about Bella…” I start off slowly.

“Yeah, you really seem to like them.”

“SHHHH! Why would you say that so loud?!” I whisper shout which if anything draws more attention to us.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Pedro holds both hands up to try and ease my anxiety and I drop my shoulders to try and reel everything back in.

“You’re right, though. I do really like them.”

“Apparently.”

“So what do I do?”

“What do you mean?”

I scowl, “What do you mean what do I mean?”

“It’s obvious they like you as well.” I tilt my head back incredulously.

“What are you talking about?” Pedro laughs heartily before responding,

“I may not be the smartest person in the room but I’m not an idiot. I see how you look at each other. How they look at you.” My heart flutters with excitement. “It’s a huge crush if I’ve ever seen one.”

“Well, what do I do then?” I ask, and we’re back to square one. Pedro shakes his head at my obliviousness.

“You tell them you like them and then kiss!” He says as if it’s the simplest thing in the world. Ever the optimist. As I open my mouth to speak, I cut myself off to see Bella has rejoined the three of us. A quaint smile paints their face and my heart flutters again tenfold.

“What’d I miss?”

“Not much from me but Y/n has something to say.” I go wide-eyed and look at Pedro in panic. If looks could kill he would be a dead man this instant. Bella nods at me expectantly and I feel a rush of anxiety in my core. I do my best to cover up the fact that I’m taking a deep breath to soothe my nerves.

“We should go somewhere… not… here.” Bella laughs at the peculiar rhythm of my speech but agrees and follows me backstage. In the dressing room that we shared when getting ready, I flick the switch that lights up the perimeter of lightbulbs around the vanity mirror. Bella senses the tension that’s practically radiating off of me and closes the door behind us.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay I just-” I trail off in search of the right words.

“...You just what?” Bella asks, gently.

Moment of truth.

“I really like you, Bella. And it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I’m anxious that bombarding you with this information could scare you away, and then we wouldn’t be friends anymore because it would be too awkward. So then I’d be losing not just my best friend, but also just you as a person and I’d hate for that to happen because I like you as a person too and I-”

“I’ve been waiting for this conversation.” Bella says smugly.

“-Have been so worried about- wait what?” As my whole rambling rant lead me to look down, my head snaps back up. “You’ve been waiting for this?”

“Mhm.”

“Would you care to share with the class?” I ask, facetiously causing them to laugh at the sarcasm.

“Pedro and I actually had a bet going for how long it would take you.” I frown at their words and blink away my confusion. Bella drops the smug smile. They stare at me and I feel my face heat up being under their intense gaze.

“You… don’t like me back?” I say, my heart sinking in panic as I had just bared my soul to them.

“Of course I like you back.”

“Well, don’t say that like it was obvious!”

“I made it pretty obvious.”

“No, you didn’t!”

“We spent Valentine’s day together.”

I open my mouth to protest but close it to consider maybe it wasn’t just a ‘Galentine’s’ hang out.

“But-”

“We literally woke up spooning when we had that sleepover.” I blink. Once, twice, and then shut my eyes completely to block out the visual of Bella’s face as I come to the same conclusion.

“Yeah, I guess it was pretty outright.” They simply nod a yes and I feel the weight of the world lifted off of my shoulders at once. “So, you like me?”

“Oh my god-” Bella rolls their eyes, and swiftly comes over to grab my face in their hands and kiss me passionately. Their lips on mine are the symphony of an orchestra that I’ve long awaited. Each movement of our lips, the rhythmic richness of percussion. Their hands tracing down the silhouette of my body, the sensuality of the brass. A desire-filled rush of blood coursing through my entire body, the serenity of the woodwinds. And the intensity of our feelings for one another becoming intertwined into one energy, the complexity of the strings.

I’m fully floating on cloud nine, drifting further and further away from the Earth and into the ethereality of Bella. The kiss started passionately and quickly becomes heated as the two of us revel in our lust for one another.

Bella grips my hair in their hand at the base of my neck, tugging the handful to break the kiss and tilt my chin upwards. They take the new access to kiss and suck the skin of my neck. Grazing their teeth over my larynx, biting into the side and sucking a harsh, clean mark into the exposed flesh. I groan and the sheer eroticism and grip the vanity counter behind me.

Bella’s ringed fingers gently grasp my hips, pushing me back to lean on the counter with more of my weight. They abandon the task of marking me, grabbing the fabric of my dress, pulling it up and cradling the hem of it in their hands at my hip sockets. All the while, they had sunken down to the floor, lustful eyes watching my face as they kneel on the floor.

“Can I?” They ask and I quickly nod yes as my mouth was too dry to form a verbal response. Lifting the hem of the evening dress over their head, Bella bites another hickey into my inner thigh. I squeak at the sensation. It hurts so good.

“Shhh. You’ve gotta stay quiet.” I nod rapidly as reassurance, temporarily forgetting they can’t see my face.

“Got it, sorry.”

“It’s okay, babygirl.” Bella then hooks their fingers into the waistband of the underwear I was wearing. “This okay?”

“Yeah,” I sigh out, anticipation dripping from my voice. They drop the garment to the floor and have me step one foot out of them. My left leg stays anchored on the ground as a point of support since the counter likely wouldn’t hold my entire body weight. Bella guides my right leg up and over their shoulder before they trace their tongue over my glistening core. I whimper out a noise of relief and my head drops back, readying myself for the ride of my life.

Their tongue traces through the folds, trailing up to draw my clit in their mouth. I let out a languorous moan. In an attempt to regulate my breathing, I pull in a deep breath of bliss. Bella expertly devours me and I feel myself pulsating from arousal. Judging by the smug hum of laughter I’m guessing they could feel the movement as well.

I grab the fabric of my dress around my thighs and lift the layers to keep Bella from practically suffocating. They continue, unphased. A euphoric cry escapes my lips when Bella presses two tantalizing fingers inside of me. My hand quickly covers my mouth to try and conceal the undeniable bliss of their hand working in tandem with their mouth. Each stroke of their fingers elicits a ragged moan from my throat and I fight so hard to remain quiet. Then, Bella’s mouth pulls off of my clit with an audible smack.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me?” They ask earnestly and I nod rapidly. Anything to please them. The frantic nature of my response is satisfactory enough and they resume sucking on my swollen clit. I’m almost overstimulated from the pleasure of their mouth working with the rhythmic curling of their fingers. My moans increase tempo as I continue chasing the high. Bella beatifically bobs their head, moving faster to bring me closer to the edge.

Their fingers curve so perfectly against my g-spot and I fight the need to cry out in untamable pleasure. Stimulating the spot brings me closer and closer. I hold the collected fabric of my dress skirt in my left arm, and frantically reach down with my right. Bella masterfully maintains their pace, mouth and fingers working together while their other hand reaches up to interlace their fingers with mine. The thoughtful gesture is arousing in itself and I find my orgasm come to a peak.

I reside in this high for a moment before the waves of pleasure come crashing down over me. I finish with a strangled sob of gratification. Bella’s pace slows but they continue working me through the orgasm until the feeling passes. Once my clit stops pulsating, I feel them pull their mouth off of me with a most sinful pop. They leave our hands intertwined, but take the hand that was inside of me and lift the wet fingers to their lips, sucking off my remaining juices with great pleasure. I can’t help the laugh that escapes me, partly from disbelief but mostly from the residual high. They lock eyes with me and smile innocently, as if they hadn’t just sucked the life out of me in the best way possible.

Bella then wraps both arms around me and holds my body as tightly to their own as they can without hurting me. I then realize they’re doing this because my legs are trembling and they’re allowing me to use them as support. I’m grateful for the attentiveness and melt in their arms, wrapping my own around their shoulders. They hold me like this for a few minutes, and I smile knowing they would have remained there for hours if I’d asked them to.

“You were so good for me, pretty girl.” The praise is of the utmost comfort and I tuck my face into the crook of their neck. Placing soft, practically indebted kisses on their skin serves as a ‘thank you’ since I’m still very much recovering.

“I love being the only one to make you feel this good.”

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seulszn · 1 year

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Can you do the “24 Hours with” and “beauty secret” thing they do with Vogue but with Y/N and Bella Ramsey. idk why it sounds better in my head. 😭

24 Hours with Y/N and Bella Ramsey | Vogue

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x fem reader

Sypnosis: you and Bella do the 24 hours vlog for vogue

Warnings: N/A

No this is actually a really good idea honestly I will totally LOVE to do the makeup one with Bella I’m gonna have to brainstorm some things tho 😭 also I hope you enjoy this little fic. (This is my first time writing for Bella so give me feedback please 🙏🏾)

“Good morning Vogue Bella Ramsey here with my lovely sleepy girlfriend and this is our 24 hour vlog.” They say leaning on you and stuffing the camera into your face.

“Leave me alone Bella I’m tired” you said pulling the covers up to your face and turning away from them. They only snickers before getting up and walking into the bathroom that is connected to her master bedroom. “It is currently 4 o’clock in the morning and we are in my hometown of Nottingham England.” They say talking into the camera. Bella was so excited about this vlog that they didn’t exactly know if you felt the same way. You came to England with Bella for a little vacation away from home and they had so much stuff planned for you to do.

“Y/N usually wakes up really late but I just won’t allow it this time” He adds as you shuffle into the bathroom with the blanket wrapped around your cold body “it’s too cold Bels” you groan looking at him sitting on a small stool, leaning on her she wraps his hands around your waist. “I’m sorry dear” he whispers before turning their attention back on the camera. “we have a long day today of photo shoots, clothes fittings, etc” they say as you turn to face the camera. “I wanted to stay in for real but he insisted” you say into the camera as Bella rubs your back.

“But why? We should spend as much time with each other as we can before you go back home!” They say looking at you. The thing is you didn’t plan on leaving, you didn’t plan on it you wanted to stay with Bella but you have no clue if she wanted the same. With a small smile on your face you kiss her forehead before getting up. “Fine as long as we can stop by a bakery to pick up some pastries then we are good” you add walking out of the bathroom and over to where you put your suitcases.

“Anything for you dear”

You and Bella have been dating for a little over a year you two met through the show you guys were working on “The Last Of Us” playing as a couple in the show wasn’t easy but it got better as you guys got to know each other. One of the things that was annoying about being a couple was paparazzi they were everywhere they harassed the two of you guys before you guys were a actual oficial “Couple”. But hey that’s what being famous is all about

“Me and Y/N always wear matching outfits when we can” Bella says talking into the camera as you fix your fishnets “the vibe today is cozy yet cute” they say placing the camera down on their vanity table and grabbing a jewelry box from out of a drawer. “Oh look at what Y/N made me for my rings” they say showing the camera a jewelry box you made for him “ain’t it cute?” They add giggling before opening the box and removing the rings they wanna wear. You walk over before stopping behind Bella. “Bels how is my outfit?” You ask trying to get his opinion on a fit you feel is a little to much. He turns around before smiling “You look cute” he squeals grabbing ahold of your hands. You smile at him “are you ready?” You ask as he nods his head.

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“What kind of pastries do they have?” You ask as you and look at the glass with weird looking dishes “uhh a lot” they say scratching the back of their head trying to think of what to get. “I know that silly I’m asking what is good” you giggle as Bella smiles at you. “Get the scone it’s a all time favorite here” they say before pointing at a pastry with blueberries on it. You nod your head before turning to the cashier “yea I’ll get that” you say as the man nods his head and placing it into a small little oven to heat it up “what are you getting?” You ask Bella as she points to a chocolate croissant. “Well here you two lovebirds go” the cashier says handing you guys the pastries with a smile you had him some money before he stops you “please it’s on me, I’m a huge fan of you” he says as you smile.

“No please I can’t just take it” you say as he shakes his head walking off you turn to Bella as he’s stuffing his face “come on Y/N” she says as you shake your head no not wanting to leave without paying so you just place the amount on the counter as you walk off Bella just stares at you before following after you.

“Is it good” you ask Bella as she nods her head as he pushes it towards your face making you try it “it’s alright I don’t like dark chocolate” you say with a smile as Bella rolls her eyes and whispers something under her breath. Pulling the camera from out of her bag she opens it before recording. “So right now we are on the way to the studio to take pictures to promote the last of us, then after we have to get fitting for some award shows, and then after that it’s dinner with Pedro” they say discussing the day you guys have.

“Dinner with Pedro? Hmm this will be interesting.” You say as Bella laughs at you. Pedro was you two’s biggest supporters he knew that day you and Bella met each other a spark would happen he was your dad’s best friend and ever since he died he has kind of been a little bit overprotective of you he didn’t want anything bad to happen to you but he’s learned to back off a little bit now since you and Bella got together cause he feels like you would be safe in his arms.

“Y/N get comfortable please your so tense.” Your outfit designer Naomi says placing the finishing touches onto your outfit for your photo shoot. “Sorry just a lot going on” you say bitting your nails before a stress ball was placed into your hand “what happened? Fill me in? Was it Bella? DON’T TELL ME YOU GUYS BROKE UP!” Your best friend Sabrina who is also your manager yells gripping your arm.

“What- no we didn’t break up it’s just i don’t know I’m suppose to go back home soon and I don’t want to” you says as Sabrina nods her head scrolling though her phone “I’m guessing you don’t wanna leave her here is that correct?” You nod your head as Naomi groans leaning her head on you in disappointment. “Y/N if you love him why is this even a thing to be stressed about” she adds before poking you accidentally. You yelp before shrugging your shoulders “I mean Bella deserves her personal space and I don’t wanna invade that because I don’t wanna be alone” you stated as the room goes silent. You look over at Sabrina, and Naomi side eyeing you.

“What?”

“Y/N are you hearing yourself?” Sabrina says as you don’t say anything just stare “have you even told Bella how you felt? About moving in with her?” Naomi ask as you space out before shaking your head as Sabrina groans and Naomi face palms herself. “What! I was thinking about telling her…one day hopefully” you say mumbling the last few parts in hope that they didn’t hear you. “Aren’t you guys going out to dinner?” You nod your head as Sabrina claps her hands with a smile on her face. “Good why not ask her then?” She says as you shrug your shoulders once again “I don’t know I don’t-” “Oh My Gosh Y/N stop making up excuses just this once” Naomi says before backing up to look at your outfit.

“You look beautiful dear” Bella says before looking at the camera posing, you smile at the before looking at him “Bella I need to talk to you about something later tonight” you offer as Bella nods her head with a smile on their face. “Sure dear how about at dinner tonight” they offer as you nod your head before turning your attention back onto the camera.

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“Here we are at a five star restaurant with Mr. Pedro Pascal” your girlfriend says introducing the guest at the table he waves to the camera with a smile on his face. He takes the camera out of Bella’s hand before speaking into it. “What is this for?” He ask looking over at Bella who is looking at a menu. “It’s for vogue” he answers as Pedro nods his head before talking to the camera. You smile at him before pointing at something on the menu “they have Tofu Bella” you say as Bella’s face changes she smiles at you “They have a whole Vegan category right here” you point once again as she squeals.

“Do you know how hard it is to find vegan stuff at restaurants?” Bella answers as you smile at how cute they are. “Oh what would I do without you? Your always looking after me!” He says before grabbing your hand and pressing kisses to it. “So what are you gonna get?” You ask as Bella shrugs her shoulders before glancing at something on the menu. “Wanna share this spaghetti with me?” They ask before turning to you with a smile. You shrug your shoulders “I never had Tofu before” Bella eyes widen at what you said before shaking her head in disbelief “all this time since we have been dating you never once had tofu?” They ask as you look up into space trying to find at least a time you have had it….but nothing is clicking you shake your head. “We have to change that” they say as you giggle.

“You know it’s kind of unfair” Pedro says as you and Bella turn to him with the camera still in his hand. “What’s unfair?” You both say in unison. “You know how come vogue asked you guys to do the 24 hour thing before me!” He grumbles as you and Bella look at each other before laughing “it’s not funny! This is not funny it’s quite unfair actually, why didn’t they ask me huh? Do they think my life is that boring? Well I’ll tell you what my life is actually full with thrill” he says once again you and Bella don’t say anything you just stare at him. “Well maybe you might be the next person they ask” you say as Bella nods her head in agreement. Pedro mumbles something under his breath you roll your eyes “you know I was in shock when they asked us to do it y’know?” Bella confessed.

The waiter walks over with a smile on his face “what can I get the three of you guys today?” He ask as Bella points to his menu with a smile on his face “this Tofu spaghetti-” “with Mushrooms” you add interrupting her ordering Bella glances over at you before looking back at the waiter “with mushrooms, and vegan cheese on top” he adds as the waiter writes it down. He turns to you before you order a shrimp Alfredo but with extra shrimp on the side. The waiter leaves after he gets everyone’s order.

A good twenty minutes go by of everyone talking until Bella interrupts you “So Y/N what did you need to tell me?” Bella says as you stare at them in confusion before remembering. “O-oh yea um I n-need to tell you something” you stutter as Bella nods her head with a big smile on her face and ushering you to go on you start playing with your fingers not knowing what to say. “Come on babe say it I won’t judge you” she reassure you which calms you down slightly. As you open your mouth to say something the waiters comes over with your food “Tofu Spaghetti with mushrooms, Shrimp Alfredo with extra shrimp and your food will be out shortly” the waiter says before leaving to get Pedro’s food.

The night went of with ease Pedro and Bella cracking jokes, you making fun of Pedro, him recording cute moments between the two of you. It almost made you forget what you wanted to ask Bella until Pedro got up to use the restroom the table goes quiet for a few seconds before Bella grabs ahold of your hand.

“W-well you know how we have been together for a while now?” You question as Bella nods their head slightly confused. “Well don’t you think it’s time to take our relationship to the next level?” Bella tilts her head not knowing what you are trying to get at. “Babe what do you mean?”

“I just don’t wanna leave you-” “what do you mean leave me?” Bella says interrupting you, you sigh before grabbing Bella’s other hand “I go back to America in forty eight hours and I don’t wanna continue this long distance relationship anymore” Bella looks at you taking in what you are saying “I love you Bella I really, really do and this has been on my mind all day but I really want us to move in together. You can say no it’s totally fine i would understand one hundred percent if you want your personal space-” Bella stops you before you continued to ramble on and on. “Is that really what has been bothering you? Y/N I wanted to keep this a secret from you but I have been apartment searching since you came here” he reveals as you stare at him.

Really?” you ask as he nods with a smile on his face. Pedro walks back over to the table sitting down as you and Bella continue with your conversation “Aw Bella I love you so much” you say before hugging her and planting kisses all over her face. Pedro looks at the two of you confused but with a smile on his face at the cute little scene in front of him. “Me and Bella are moving in with each other!” You yell excited as Bella laughs at you.

“Fucking finally” Pedro says as you glare at him he snickers before placing the camera into Bella’s hand “if I can help you guys move in it would make my day” he offers as you nod your head turning to Bella with a smile on your face

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“Me and Y/N are finally moving in with each other” Bella’s says as you nod your head wrapping your arms around his waist and planting kisses onto his shoulders. “It was such a fun day” he says “a long day” you add on as they snicker. “Well vogue this is 24 hours with Bella Ramsey and Y/N L/N and we hope you had a good day with us today until next time!” They say as you both wave at the camera. Bella closes the camera before turning to you “new adventures await m’lady” they stated as you roll your eyes with a smile on your face you honestly can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with her.

I hope you enjoyed this I tried my best with this fic (and I feel as if I rushed the ending) I take criticism so please give me feedback and please request :) orevwa Ⓒ︎ bellaxellie.

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mrtwizz · 1 year

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memories - bella ramsey

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x fem reader

Summary- Bella breaks up with you and you stay friends, what happens when they come crawling back to you after realizing they still love you?

Warnings: angst, drinking to ignore problems, not learning from mistakes, possibly accidentally toxic!Bella? Sorry yall

Word Count: 1.3k

they/them pronouns used for Bella :)

Note- i wrote this instead of my research paper teehee

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Your blood ran cold, and it felt as though they had grabbed your heart from its rightful place in your chest, squeezed it until it was empty, and then handed it back to you.

The two of you were standing in your shared apartment when they told you they wanted to break up. Tears filled Bella’s eyes as they explained that they needed to work on their mental health. You stared past them and at the wall behind them as they spoke, knowing if you looked at them you would fall to the ground hysterically sobbing, “Okay.”

The tears finally escaped, and you were quick to wipe them away with your sleeve, “I’m going to grab a few things, and go to Jamie’s. I’ll be back sometime to get the rest of my stuff.”

You gave them a sad smile before heading to the bedroom that the two of you had shared for over a year now. You locked the door behind you before sitting against it, hysterically sobbing. Bella swears their heart breaks at the sounds of your sobs, wanting nothing more than to rush to your side and comfort you. But they know they can’t, and that they’re the reason for your tears.

Bella was sitting on the couch when you walked out of the bedroom twenty minutes later, eyes and face puffy from crying. You would laugh to Jamie later about how dramatic the mascara running down your cheeks was, but it only broke Bella’s heart more. This was their fault.

“I’ll text you before I come to grab my things.” You said, looking at the ground.

At first it was hard for you to talk to Bella, and you had to distance yourself. It didn’t make you stop loving them, but it made it easier for you to push the feelings down. You came to the conclusion that you would probably love them until you died, but at some point the two of you began talking like normal again.

It had been a few weeks before you saw them in person again, they came to the apartment that you shared with Jamie. They looked slightly disheveled and like they hadn’t slept in days.

“Hey Bells, what’s up?”

“I just want to talk.” They start, moving further inside.

“Okay, then let's talk.” You move to the kitchen to grab a cup of water, offering them one as well.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a few weeks now, and I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for what I did, that was really shitty of me. I should have just talked to you, and worked things out with you instead of shutting you out and hurting you the way I did. And I understand completely if you can never forgive me, but I just wanted to get it off my chest.” Tears form in Bella’s eyes and they wipe them away before they can fall.

“Bella, it’s okay. I understand, we all make stupid decisions. But it’s okay, really. No hard feelings.” You lie through your teeth, it was not all okay. You weren’t mad at them, truly you weren’t. But you were trying to heal and now all of those wounds have burst back open.

“Are you sure?” They weren’t fully sure that they believed you, but they wanted to so bad that they let the words feel like the whole truth.

You give them your best fake smile, “Of course Bells, I could never stay mad at you.”

But that had been nearly two months ago, and the wounds wouldn’t heal, they were always around you. Hugging you, holding your hands, putting an arm around you on the couch and pulling you closer.

You let yourself bask in those moments, and then you would cry yourself to sleep that night. You wanted to tell Bella to fuck off, and to stop playing with your emotions like that.

You had been sitting on the couch in the apartment you used to share with Bella, they were having a small gathering with friends. And to no surprise, Bella was sitting right next to you, their arm around your shoulders as they laughed with the group of friends.

You blamed your next actions on the fact that you had been drinking, maybe more than you should have, but you were trying to ignore the ache in your chest. It still felt as though Bella held your heart in their beautiful hands and crushed it whenever they felt like it.

The emotions were suffocating, and you were drowning in your own thoughts. And the alcohol was enough to break the dam, so you lashed out.

“Why do you do this?” You suddenly ask, turning to Bella who had pulled you even closer.

“Do what?” They asked, confused by your question.

You shoved yourself off of them, “This! You’re so touchy feely, you text me at three in the morning about all of your thoughts. You invite me out to dinner only for it to just be the two of us, you remember everything I’ve ever told you.”

You can feel your face heat up and tears fill your eyes, but choose to ignore them, “You look at me with those beautiful brown eyes and say stupid shit you don’t mean like ‘I love you’. No Bella, you don’t fucking love me. You broke up with me, remember? You told me that you couldn’t handle a relationship right now, but what the fuck is going on here? Because everyone, including me, is confused about what is going on between the two of us. Do you just want all of the conveniences of a relationship without the label? The commitment? Well fuck that Bella, and fuck you too.”

“I’m sick of the way you have ruined my life, and I’m even more sick of the way I want you more than anything in this whole world. I hate you, and I hate the way I love you.” You finish your rant, unaware if any of it was coherent.

All you know is that Bella was too shocked at your outburst to respond.

“Jamie, can we leave please?” You ask, getting up from the couch.

You hadn’t spoken to Bella in almost a week, not since your outburst. They had texted you, and left a few voice mails. At first they were confused, then they were angry at you for acting that way. But finally they were heartbroken, it had taken you yelling at them for it to get into their thick skull that they had been awful to you, but they still wanted you.

You on the other hand were thinking about how fucking embarassed you were, you still coulndt’ believe the way you acted. You had screamed at them, and definitely ruined the little relationship you had left.

You were broken from your thoughts when you heard someone knocking on your door, for a moment you wondered if it was Jamie but she said she wasn’t going to be back until the morning. Cautiously you made your way to the front door, looking out the peephole, only to see Bella standing there, soaked in water from the rain. You quickly unlocked and opened the door.

“I’m so sorry for the way I screamed at you-” You had started before they cut you off by holding your face with their hands cold from the rain.

“No, Y/n I’m sorry. I have fucked you over more than once now, I apologised and I just expected you to just forgive everything. I just assumed that it was okay, and it could go back to the way it was. But I was wrong, but you were wrong too.” Their words took you by surprise.

“Huh?”

“I do love you, Y/n. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone else. And I want you, I want you in every sense of the word. Please, give me another chance. I’ll right all of my wrongs. I promise you. I love you, and can’t lose you again.” Bella says, resting their forehead against yours.

“Okay, but I’m serious Bella. I will kick you to the curb, maybe literally.” You joke and they laugh before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

Maybe everything will be okay after all, and they won’t have to just be a memory.

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thank you for reading lovelies, feedback is greatly appreciated <3

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insxghtt · 1 year

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together — bella ramsey x latina!reader

You knew that no matter what, they would always be there for you.

warnings: anxiety, panic attack, xenophobia, hurt/comfort, i used they/them pronouns for bella

this was based on these requests: "omg pls write a bella blurb or somethin about reader and her being a couple and then bella has to help the reader through a panic attack. I just feel like they would be so helpful and kind and caring" / "reader’s first time going to an event with bella and they get overwhelmed. comfort ensues!!" and also the fact that i needed something with latina!reader. english is not my first language.

You played Dina on the second season of The Last of Us and that was how you met your girlfriend, Bella. With this job, many opportunities showed up and you were grateful for that, but being a public figure was difficult sometimes.

You were never ashamed of who you were. You knew you had an accent, for example, and you were proud of it. It never stopped you from doing your job. Playing Dina, you had to work on it to make it disappear, of course, just like Bella did too. That was the thing, Bella’s accent never seemed to bother anyone, but just because you were latina, people were hating on you a lot.

The second season was yet to be released and, honestly, the last few months were a nightmare. People saw your interviews and realized you were not American. The public was being so mean, telling you that you would ruin the character with your accent and that you didn’t look like Dina from the game.

Bella was always there for you. They tried to make you feel better, saying that people did the same thing to them and that it would stop when the public realized that you did an incredible job. You did your best to listen to her, but your anxiety was killing you.

When the premiere finally arrived, you were very hesitant to show up. You knew you had to go, Craig told you how important it was, but the anxiety was so big that you felt like your heart was going to explode. So, Bella showed up at your house and helped you get ready. He held your hand while they did your makeup and helped you pick your outfit. The way Bella acted made you forget about all the hate and gave you the confidence you needed.

You and Bella arrived together and they were not ashamed of holding your hand the entire time. Your relationship was not public yet, but it wasn’t like the two of you were trying to hide anything. You just never had the chance to confirm it, especially because you were avoiding giving interviews because of your mental health.

It was not what you expected. People were being kind, actually, so as the time went by and after a few drinks, you were finally feeling confident enough to give some interviews. Bella was next to you as always and the interviewer seemed to be a nice person.

“So, you’re playing Dina”, she started. “I believe this is the biggest project you’ve ever been in, isn’t it?”

“Yes, definitely.”

“How was it? You know, working with these huge people. Were you nervous?”

“I was, the first day I was so scared”, you laughed and turned to Bella. “Do you remember?”

“Oh, yeah, I was the first person to talk to you, I guess”, they said and you nodded. “You were blushing all the time.”

“I hope I'm not crossing any lines here by asking this, but there’s rumors saying that you two are, like…”

“Dating?”, you completed the sentence and she agreed.

“Well, can you blame me for falling in love? Look at her”, Bella said and pointed at you. “She’s irresistible.”

“Oh, shut up!”, you laughed.

“You guys are so cute!”, the interviewer said. “But, back to Dina…”

As she was speaking, one voice in the middle of the crowd yelled your name.

“Go back to your country!”, he yelled.

Suddenly, everything around you just disappeared. It was getting hard to breathe, you were feeling dizzy and sick and your heart was beating so fast that you felt like it would come out of your chest at any moment. A security guard walked the man out of the event and Bella was the first one to realize your reaction.

Bella grabbed your hand and said something to the interviewer that you simply did not hear. They guided you to the bathroom and helped you sit on the sink. Every second that passed, the harder it got for you to breathe, so Bella stood in front of you and grabbed your hands. They put one of your hands on your stomach and the other one on theirs.

“Breathe with me, okay?”, they said calmly.

Bella breathed in and out, counting to six with you. They made sure that you were feeling their breathing while they looked directly into your eyes each time. Slowly, your breath started to go back to normal and your heart stopped beating so fast. You were feeling more calm, but soon the shame hit you and tears formed in the corner of your eyes.

“It’s okay”, Bella whispered, holding your face.

“Did they see it?”, maybe it was stupid, but you didn’t want the public to know about that fragile moment.

“No, you did very well.”

You nodded and hugged their waist, opening your legs so they could get closer to you. They wrapped you around their arms and you closed your eyes, the smell of their perfume felt like home..

“Fuck”, you whispered, hiding your face in the curve of their neck. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hey”, they pulled away to look at you and held your cheeks. “I’m so proud of you. You could’ve given up and stayed at home today, but you’re here.”

“Stop…”

“No, it’s the truth. That guy was just a racist, xenophobic son of a bitch.”

“I know”.

“And you are the most beautiful, strong, talented woman I’ve ever met. Don’t let someone like him ruin your night.”

You smiled watching how Bella’s eyes shined when they talked about you.

“Do you feel like you can stay? If you want to, I’ll take you home and we can watch a movie.”

“I don’t know. What if I stay and it happens again?”, you asked.

“If it happens again, I’ll be here with you again and we will get through it again. Together.”

Bella gave you a kiss on the lips. You felt like the luckiest person on the planet because you knew that those words were true. It made you feel safe. So, you touched their hair and watched as they closed their eyes, enjoying your touch.

“Okay, let’s go give some interviews then”, you whispered.

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lilpotatjj · 1 year

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A/N: it's a short one but pretty cute jealous Bella. I wrote a movie quote which I don't know if someone will recognize it. Hope u guys like it :*

Jealous Bella x FemReader on red Carpet

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♡Your mine♡

Bella and you are invited to the premiere of the last of us 2. Conscious of staying relaxed and avoiding possible spoiler questions, the two of you walk slowly along the flashing lights. Again and again interviewers come to talk to you.

"Are you okay?" Bella whispers in your ear.

"Yeah...fine. Soon we'll be through" you smile fondly at her concern for you.

A female interviewer comes up to you and greets you.

"Hello Y/N I'd like to ask you 2-3 questions if you don't mind" rather pushily she approaches you. You smile politely.

"Sure, go ahead"

"What was it like working alongside Bella Ramsey?"

"Well, it was very exciting. Most of the time we had a lot of fun, we laughed a lot and still did our work together."

"Most of the time? Were there any disagreements?"

"Ah...no, but it was hard sometimes, especially when you've been shooting for a long time and you have to work late. It makes it more authentic though. Living in a post-apocalyptic world is also exhausting" you smile, hoping she won't ask any more inappropriate questions.

"After all, many fans are blown away by the two of you, your talent and also your demeanor. How do you deal with that? Have you ever had any fan relationships?"

Bella senses the tension that arises in you. Why always such questions?

"Ah...no...even though I'm very happy when fans think we're great" you grab the back of your neck and smile tensely.

"So no chance of us having a coffee together?" She laughs, but she's serious. Bella spontaneously grabs your hand and smiles dryly at the interviewer.

"No chance at all. Because we're too busy....!" The last words came out angrier than they should, Bella's look...if they could kill, the interviewer would be gasping for air right now.

"Ok" she nods and smiles awkwardly. "Thank you very much for the interview"

"You're welcome!" Bella gives her a warning look and finally looks at you.

"I leave you alone for two minutes and the wolves descend." Bella smiles jealously.

"What, come on I just wanted coffee" you grin and squeeze Bella's hand tighter.

"I'd love to have coffee with you right now" Bella smiles sweetly at your words and comes closer to your ear.

"Sure....When we're through here. First I have to protect you from the rest of the crazy interviewers" you blush, swallow and smirk.

"Let's go Darling"

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guacala · 1 year

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premiere, bella ramsey

masterlist pairing: bella ramsey x co-star!reader summary: you and bella go to the last of us season 2 premiere word count: 993 warnings: LOTS of fluff and flirting a/n: I KNOW, ITS LATE, but school is taking all my energy… anyway, i merged these two ideas (1 2), i hope you don’t mind! if you do, just lmk and i’ll be happy to rewrite it <3

you are on the red carpet at the season 2 premiere of your new show, The Last of Us. well, technically it isn't new, it's just new for you. you had spent the last year in Alberta, Canada with the most amazing people, making this video game come to life, and it had undoubtedly been the best year of your life.

anyway, right now you are in front of all the paparazzi who are calling your name and asking you questions when a certain one catches your eye and your jaw drops to the floor. there, on the literal floor, taking pictures of you, looking as stunning as ever, is the love of your life, and the star of the show, the beautiful Bella Ramsey.

you immediately make your way toward them as they get up and opens their arms for you. the only thing stopping you from quite literally jumping into their arms is that you know that both of your stylists will start yelling at you if you get even the slightest wrinkle on either of your outfits. you can see the cameras flashing and capturing the moment out of the corner of your eyes as you bury your face into their neck.

“what were you doing there?” you ask, slightly pushing Bella away so you could get a good look at them, “i should be the one taking photos of you!” you see a small blush make its way onto their face as you compliment them.

“i already got my picture taken,” they say, “and you just looked too good, i couldn’t resist.” now you're the one blushing and you have to fight the urge to bury yourself in their neck again. even though your relationship was public knowledge, you were still private people and wanted to keep the PDA to a minimum, even though you were definitely being tested right now. that being said, you barely have time to react, almost tripping over your own feet as Bella grabs your hand and leads you back to the carpet to take some pictures together.

you feel Bella put a hand on the small of your back as you melt further into them. even though these events are a relatively common part of your careers, it’s still extremely overwhelming to have everyone crowding around you and yelling for a minute of your attention. that’s a good thing about doing this with someone you know and trust. you always know when it’s starting to get to be too much for the other person, even if you can’t see it in yourself, so when you feel Bella start to unconsciously tense up, you turn to whisper in her ear.

“why do you look so fucking stunning today? anyone you’re trying to impress?” you ask with a big shit-eating grin on your face.

“yes, am i?” they ask, turning to look at you, mimicking the smile on your face.

“you're being a big flirt today, aren’t you?”

“only for you,” they say, without missing a beat, causing you to slightly throw your head back with a laugh.

you hear the paps stop calling your names out as the other actors start arriving, so you and Bella take that as your cue to move on.

immediately, you hear journalists start yelling both of your names, and you let Bella grab your hand and lead you to one that they were familiar and comfortable with.

“hello, hello!” she says once you reach her, “you both look absolutely gorgeous!”

“oh my gosh, you're so sweet, you look incredible as well!” you compliment her in response.

“how are you?” Bella asks her, “i always love talking with you, but i don’t think i’ve seen you since season one press ended.”

“ugh, you guys are giving me such an ego boost right now,” she says with a laugh, “but i’m doing good, how are you guys feeling right now? i bet there's a lot of emotions coming back this season.”

“yeah, definitely, i was so used to just filming with Pedro, so the new cast members definitely brought a new, shit, what's the word for it?” Bella explains, then turns to you for input.

“vibe?” you ask.

“yeah, they brought a new sort of vibe on set, and it was a really big change.”

“but a good change, right?” you ask, mostly teasing them.

“yes, of course, the best sort of change,” they say, rolling their eyes, and making you smile.

“get out, y’all are too cute for your own good!” the journalist laughs before turning her attention to you, “and how was the experience for you? it couldn’t have been easy jumping in after the first season.”

“yeah, it was really weird at first, but everyone was so open and kind, so they really made the whole transition so comfortable,” you say fondly, “i love everyone so much and i honestly don’t know what i would do without them.” as you say that, you see Bella’s face soften as they wrap their arm around you in a side hug.

“well, i hope that you guys have fun, and i’m sure that you will both be amazing,” the journalist says, closing up the interview.

“thank you so much,” Bella says.

“yeah, it was so nice to meet you,” you say with a smile.

“of course! it was a pleasure talking to you both,” she says, and you and Bella say goodbye to her and walk away.

once you find a small area away from prying eyes, Bella finally presses her lips to yours.

“you loveeee me,” you say teasingly once you both pull away from each other.

Bella hums in response and leans in to kiss you again. “yeah, and you love me back, so i think that it’s a pretty good deal, don’t you?”

and you do, so you pull them in closer, nodding your head, and kiss them again, both of you smiling into the kiss, perfectly content.

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey fluff #bella ramsey fanfiction #bella ramsey fanfic #bella ramsey x you #bella ramsey imagine #the last of us #anon request #lgbtq

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williamswifey · 1 year

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𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella surprise visits you after months apart. what happens if they get the wrong idea about seeing you and your friend together? (they/them pronouns used for bella)

content warnings ; none really

a/n ; i’ve been meaning to write a bella fic for FOREVER, expect many more on the way!

masterlist

bella had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. in your early teenage days, before bella’s rise to fame, the two of you spent every day together in your bedroom, pressed up against their chest as the radio played in the background.

flash forward a few years later, bella was not just your best friend, but a lover. the two of you shared an apartment, one that you had shared for a little over a year and a half.

it was quaint, but perfect. the bare walls had been decorated with paintings, photos, random knick knacks, and bella’s guitar. your plants littered the windowsills, giving the sun an opportunity to grow them.

however, in the last few months, it had to begin to feel like bella didn’t live there anymore. of course it wasn’t their fault, as the last of us had just taken off and they were traveling everywhere but here for interviews and such. you were happy for them—truly. you remembered how during your heart-to-hearts with bella, they’d confide in you about how acting was their passion, and now they were finally getting everything they wished for and more.

while bella offered to fly you out to wherever they were to spend some quality time together, you always declined. you were studying at university to become a doctor, and you couldn’t put your life on hold just to visit them. especially when you were so busy yourself, and even if they were home, you probably wouldn’t even see them that often either.

bella made an effort to call you every night, texting nonstop back and forth on the days their schedule wasn’t as busy. you’d hear the way their voice would brighten when talking about their days, and it made you realize the distance was worth it. it was worth it if bella was happy.

still, you felt stupid waiting for them at home like a damsel in distress. you hated the quietness of the apartment, when it was usually filled with you and bella’s laughter.

you tried to ignore the loneliness that blossomed deep within your chest late at night, as you stared longingly at bella’s empty side of the bed. it had become routine to sleep on bella’s side, bundled in their pillows and blankets that smelled enough like them to lull you into an uneasy sleep.

you busied yourself in your studies, spending hours your university’s library until the librarian practically had to drag you out. your grades shot up sky high, and you were immensely proud of yourself. you had even managed to make a few friends from the students in your classes.

a girl named tara had seen you in the library and introduced herself, and the two of you hit it off very quickly. she introduced you to her other friends, hadley and christopher, and suddenly the loneliness wasn’t eating away at you like it had been before.

you had mentioned bella to them once or twice, hadley was dying to meet bella, christopher didn’t believe you about your ‘secret someone’, and tara didn’t really seem to care.

it had been a wednesday afternoon, and classes ended early in the day. tara, christopher, and hadley were at your apartment, eating pizza and binge watching the scream movies.

hadley was laying down on the couch, her legs on christopher’s thighs. you were pressed up besides tara, your head on her shoulder.

you had barely been on your phone all day, after having forgotten to charge it last night, and all afternoon it had been powered off as you spent time with your friends.

you were halfway through the second movie, right when it was getting good. you and your friends were screaming in suspense, so loudly that you almost didn’t notice the unexpected knock at the door.

almost.

“hold on, guys—pause the movie,” you said with a smile on your face, gulping down the rest of your water as you headed for the door.

your hand twisted the doorknob and you suddenly came face to face with bella.

“bella?” you said in disbelief, blinking rapidly.

bella laughed at your expression, you could see the crinkle of their eyes through their glasses.

bella was wearing sweats from top to bottom, their hair in a bun out of their face, with backwards cap. their rings adorned their fingers as they suddenly took your hand in theirs.

“didn’t you see my texts? or my calls?” bella asked, tilting their head.

you felt your face redden in embarrassment, shaking your head.

“my phone has been off all day.” you replied. bella nodded, adjusting their backpack, and you noticed their suitcase behind them.

“i’m sorry, bells,” you said, wrapping your arms around them, “i feel so bad. i would’ve picked you up from the airport.”

bella shrugged, pecking your cheek.

“it’s okay. i just want to get off my feet and take a nap,” bella said, and you felt your face redden more—if that was even possible.

you cringed.

“yeah…so i invited a few of my friends over—but i can totally kick them out! they’ll understand!”

this time it was bella’s turn to cringe. they looked so exhausted, and you felt your chest tighten in shame. the one day you didn’t have your phone—was the day bella decided to come visit.

“no, it’s fine! they can stay,” bella said firmly, “what were you guys doing?” bella questioned.

“we were binging the scream movies. i know you love them and i’d love for you to join us…but if you’re tired i understand.” you weren’t sure where the sudden shyness came from, and you were talking to bella as if they were a stranger. bella agreed with a smile, as you took their hand and led them inside, carrying their things behind you.

you placed bella’s backpack on the kitchen counter, and put their suitcase next to the dining room table. bella followed behind you as you walked back to your friends in the living room.

“hey guys,” you said “this is bella. i would’ve mentioned they were coming earlier, but i didn’t check my phone. ta-da,” you said with a grin, showing bella off with jazz hands as you saw their cheeks redden.

“hi, bella! i’m hadley,” hadley introduced, shooting up from where she sat on the couch as she shook bella’s hand, looking towards you, “it’s nice to put a name to the face, we’ve heard so much about you.”

“really?” tara piped up, “i haven’t heard much of anything.”

you tilted your head in confusion as you assumed she was kidding around. bella glanced your way.

“shut up, tara,” hadley replied, “yes you have,” she said, ruffling tara’s hair.

the room grew awkward for a moment, until christopher introduced himself. the awkwardness seemed to wash away, and you resumed the movies once more. you moved from where you previously sat besides tara as you sat with bella, you were laying on their chest as they played with your hair gently.

bella seemed to be enjoying the movies, as were your other friends. you had to admit you spoke a lot during movies, and you and tara had practically talked through the entire third movie.

you liked tara, she was good freiend…but that’s all she was to you. you were somehow oblivious to tara’s obvious feelings towards you, missing the way she flirted when you spoke and the way she touched your shoulder when you said something funny.

bella noticed, though.

night was beginning to fall as the five of you finished the fourth movie, deciding to call it a night. you knew bella must’ve been exhausted from their travels, so you and your friends bid each other a goodnight.

you began to clean up as bella went to shower, uncharacteristically quiet. when you had finished, you headed upstairs, finding bella in your shared bed, scrolling on their phone.

bella had changed into a loose white t-shirt, black boxers adorning their legs. their hair was down now, slightly damp from their shower.

you crawled in bed besides them, gently plucking their phone out of their hands as they looked towards you.

“i missed you,” you said, bella humming in reply.

“i missed you too,” they said, reaching for their phone once more.

“hey, what’s wrong?” you said, noticing the way their eyebrows were crinkled together, the way they were when they were upset about something.

“nothing,” bella dismissed.

you sighed, taking bella’s face in your hands. their brown eyes bored into yours, as they looked down.

“how come you never told me about tara?” asked bella.

“tara? what about her? she’s just a friend,” you waved off with a shrug.

“does she know that?” bella asked, “i saw the way she was looking at you, touching you.”

you suddenly noticed what was wrong, pressing a kiss to bella’s forehead.

“are you jealous, bells?” you asked suddenly, and bella shrugged.

“i just…i was so excited to see you and i saw you with her. i hadn’t seen you in two months, and we only have five days left before i’m off again.” bella sighed.

“bella, i promise you,” you began, taking her hand, “we will make the best out of the next five days. we’ll get through all the traveling, and one day, when i’m not busy with school and you’re not busy with work, we’ll be able to build a life together, y’know?”

this seemed to make bella feel a little better, you felt their shoulders drop the tension they previously held.

“…you really want to build a life together?” bella asked hopefully, a blush tinting her cheeks.”

“i wouldn’t want to with anyone else but you.”

you and bella spent the next few hours talking about anything and everything. you felt everything clicking into place once more, and everything felt right.

however, bella’s exhaustion seemed to take affect, as their eyes were beginning to close as you gently played with their now-dry hair.

bella’s head was against their pillow, and you noticed they began to sniff it. you were about to question what they were doing, when they suddenly spoke up.

“…why does my pillow smell like you?” bella asked, “not that i’m complaining,” they added sleepily.

“i may or may not have been sleeping on your side of the bed because i missed you.” you mumbled sheepishly, as a giggle erupted from bella, and they suddenly turned your face towards them and planted a kiss on your lips.

yeah, you missed this.

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x you #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey x y/n #bella ramsey angst #bella ramsey fluff #bella ramsey blurb #bella ramsey imagine #bella Ramsey imagines #bella ramsey drabble #bella ramsey fic #bella ramsey x fem!reader #ellie williams x reader

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bella-buggied · 1 year

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hey! please do a one shot where bella is mad at reader (for some reason you can create) and ignores her but then someone is being rude at the reader so bella ends up defending her and comforting her. <3

Thank you!!!

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pairing: bella ramsey x actress!reader

warnings: slut shaming, misunderstandings

note: this is my first request!! i hope i do alright lol i'll try my best. they/them pronouns for bella. oh also, i made it set in the met gala because bella looked so good in there and i just thought it would be cool. this is around 2.5k words guys ho-ly

It wasn't like they were in the wrong. They weren't and you knew it. Bella knew you knew that too, they had very explicitly let you know with their yelling that day.

You were just too stubborn to admit you had made a mistake and Bella was too proud to settle down after a 'pathetic attempt of an apology' from your part. Typical of you two, always on and off.

And it was fine, if Bella wasn't up to having a civil conversation, you weren't going to explain things either. Bella could stay mad for as long as they wanted, and could ghost you and keep pretending to hate you, but you knew Bella couldn’t live without you.

Except this time it seemed different. Because Bella had stormed out your house and driven away only to not come back the next day, and now it had been a month since your argument and your fights never went on for longer than a week, and maybe— just maybe, it was over.

You were okay with that too.

It’s not like you were dependent on them. And you were still mad at them for their childish attitude during the argument. What kind of person walks away during a fight and leaves you with the words on your mouth? Bella, apparently.

Your life kept going as always, an argument wasn’t worth moping and you were in a very busy point in your career right now —you both were— you couldn’t just stop and be all depressed about it.

Sure, at nights like this where the only thing you could do was replay the fight on your head over and over again, you started to miss them and wish Bella could talk to you again because at the end of the day you had been at fault and you felt for them in a way. But you wouldn’t fold that easily, they had to apologize too for their reckless behavior.

And your fans seemed to have noticed, being in the middle of a press tour, they saw you very so often in interviews and they could tell that even though you seemed fine, the bags under your eyes weren’t just because of jet lag. Your usual posts on social media had diminished to almost zero in this whole month and a half, the only post you had made was just you promoting your latest movie with photos of you and the cast in behind the scenes.

Even the fans had noticed the lack of comments from Bella.

Before your argument, they’d comment on every post and would spam compliments at you, showing off the 'magnificent girlfriend' they had and being overprotective about you when other people complimented you.

The comment section under those pictures seemed empty without Bella’s witty words.

People were already talking. Had you two broken up? After seven long months of a very public relationship with very private ups and downs? Of course they didn’t know about those, they didn’t really know anything else about your very flawed relationship with Bella. They didn’t know anything, not about your mini breakups every now and then, and not about the fights that would normally end in apologies and giggles and making out.

But they knew something was going on this time, because this was more definitive. This could actually mean a real breakup.

And sure, you didn’t let it get to you, you had stuff to do. You couldn’t let something so personal impact on professional life. It was absolutely forbidden.

And yet they were catching up.

Rumors and articles about your breakup coming up and neither of you commenting about it. Just silently reading them and wondering whether the other agreed with the statement or not. Because neither of you knew if you two were actually broken up.

The night of The Met Gala you were very nervous as your stylist helped you with your outfit. You knew they were gonna be there too, and you didn’t know what to do.

Of course you wouldn’t run to them and forget about all of it. But being in the carpet separately could be the confirmation everyone else needed. The one you needed. Walking across that carpet alone knowing Bella was there too, also alone, meant finalizing your relationship to you and to the public.

You weren’t so sure you wanted that.

Of course you didn’t, you loved Bella, even with all the ups and downs, and their stubbornness and their pride. In a way that’s what you loved more about them, even if that was the thing separating you both right now. You couldn’t simply bring yourself to hate them.

Especially not when you know it was your mistake that started it all. That ended it all. That was a better way to put it.

But it wasn’t your fault, not completely at least. If Bella had only listened to your explanation —because you weren’t apologizing, you’d been explaining what happened— things would be so much different.

Maybe you’d be walking into the carpet hand in hand instead of all by yourselves.

You needed to stop thinking about it. It wasn’t worth it. Tonight was supposed to be fun, it was your first time being invited to the gala, and you wouldn’t let Bella and the memories ruin the fun.

It was Bella’s first time on The Met too, and you two were supposed to walk in together, sit together, and have fun together.

But past was past, and if tonight your relationship ended for real, headlines announcing your breakup and flashing lights and voices asking about you two, then that’s what it was meant to happen. And you’d try your best to smile through all of it.

With a sigh and giving a last look at yourself in the mirror, you were ready. You didn’t even realize when your hair and makeup team finished their job, but you looked great. You were wearing a pearl colored dress with tons of ruffles and your hair was up in a long braid falling over your shoulder. You actually loved it, with all the little details and the tons of pearls that adorned your hair.

The cat eyeliner was sharp and you loved it too, your makeup artist was great at always making you look good, even if you looked like shit, she always managed to cover your eye bags almost impeccably. You were super thankful for that.

When you walked out of the hotel and the flashing lights started, it was like everything that once perturbed you vanished into thin air, you did the switch from your personal self to your professional self nearly instantly and your smile grew as you made your way to the car that would take you there.

It didn’t matter now, besides, the Met was all about the drama and everything. The breakup would just feed into it more and you knew that would bring more attention to you. You couldn’t wait to be inside and see what happens on the other side of the carpet, where only the most influential people are allowed to go in. And this time you were included on the list.

The carpet looked huge when you stepped on it, and if your stylist wasn’t by your side you might’ve fainted right there. Sure, it was exciting, but also terrifying. What if you fell? What if you stepped on your dress?

And of course you had to arrive right after them. Your eyes immediately followed after Bella, like an instinctive reaction to their presence, two magnets pulling into each other. They were already halfway through. They looked great too, there was no point in denying it.

The lights came flashing you again, and you couldn’t hide your smile, posing and showing off your outfit that you were so proud of. Your nails were your favorite part of the outfit if you were honest, wine red, almond shaped nails that contrasted with the natural tones of the rest of your attire. It was a perfect match with your lips too, and you thought it was an amazing detail to add onto your whole look of the night.

You couldn’t really listen to everyone yelling at you to get a nice shot of you. People asking you to twirl and show off your nails, to look over your shoulder, and to blow kisses at the camera. That you could do.

You waved hello to the other celebrities and actors who waved at you, so excited to be there and be a part of this whole night. Everything was exciting, seeing your heroes walk beside you and acknowledging your presence felt like a dream.

Once you walked closer and deeper into the carpet, that’s when you started making out the words coming from the photographers and the presenters asking you questions about your outfit.

You gladly answered as best as you could, giving credit to every single person involved with it. “Of course, everything was his magnificent idea, he put everything together to make me look as good. I wouldn’t be anywhere without him, really.” You pointed at your stylist, who only laughed from afar and shook his head.

“Can you show us your braid? It is absolutely amazing!” The woman with the microphone gasped as you twirled around and gave them a better look at the hairstyle.

“Okay, the pearls were my idea, I do gotta admit that.” You giggled, once the love for the thing was shown.

“Wonderful!”

As you kept walking and you got closer to Bella, it seemed like they were going slower on purpose, you didn’t want to think about that. A photographer stopped you again, and of course you wanted to stay there for as long as Bella was inside the twenty feet radius of distance.

They were not on your side of the carpet, still a few feet away. You two were back against each other, and your mistake was turning to check them out for a second.

Then the comments from the press started to shift into the drama that you swore you didn’t care about. Except you did.

“Is it true you and Bella broke up?”

“How is single life going for you?”

“Is it true you cheated on her?”

“People say you’re a slut, how many people did you sleep with?”

A million different variations of the same question suddenly thrown at you, making you stumble on your feet and almost tripping with your heels. You looked around, ignoring the questions as you kept trying to keep your smile going.

Your stylist only smiled at you offering comfort and reminding you to breathe through your nose. You did that, and kept walking as the questions kept going.

How different it is when you’re actually confronted with all those thoughts you’ve been asking yourself in your head. Did you? Did you really cheat on them?

Of course not, it had been an accident, you perfectly knew it. You kept reminding yourself of that. He had kissed you, and you’d pushed him back as soon as it happened. No matter how hard you tried to explain it to them, Bella refused to listen.

It wasn’t your fault, and Bella was in their right to be mad, but the guilt still consumed you every night. Now with these questions, said out loud, you didn’t know if you could keep going.

You opened you eyes when you felt the hand on your hip, holding you tight. You gulped seeing who it was. Bella looked at you with deep eyes, full with sorrow and regret, as well as anger. You didn’t want to smile, not then. Not after everything.

Not when they left you like that.

But you did, and Bella smiled too, and their grip on your hip became only tighter as Bella stared at the cameras with defiance.

“What did you say shitheads?” They yelled, tilting their head and pursing their lips.

The questions stopped in an instant, and you didn’t know what to think. What was happening? Was Bella really holding you again? Defending you from all the harassment?

You felt like you were going to faint again, and so you rested your head on theirs, posing for the pictures because they weren’t stopping, and even with everything going on, it was still your job to look good.

“Are you alright?” they whispered into your ear, and you simply nodded, you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at them again. “Let’s keep going.”

They slightly pushed you forward and so you two kept walking into the next little bundle of reporters who had appreciated the whole scene and kept whispering stuff to themselves. Bella only looked at them that same way and then they stopped.

Who would’ve thought a nineteen year old could hold so much power enough to leave shut a bunch of grown adults just with a look?

“Have anything nice to say? No? Well then you can stay shut like that.” Bella kept chewing on their gum like it was any other day, like you were together.

And then they did it. Bella grabbed your chin and posted a big old kiss on your lips, proving to everybody else and to you that no, you two weren’t broken up. And yes, you still belonged to them.

You still wanted that apology, even when you gave into the kiss. The flashes around you became louder and louder and the questions started once again, but now you couldn’t think of anything else that wasn’t how good their minty breath tasted after so long of being without it.

It felt like heaven, but you pulled apart to take a good look at them. Their black and pearly outfit perfectly matched the pearls embedded onto your dark hair and you wondered if it was a coincidence or you two were just that connected.

“Don’t think I’m forgiving you for just leaving like that.” you whispered with a faint smile on your face, shoving their shoulder away.

They stuck their tongue out to you and scrunched their nose in that way they knew you loved. “And I still don’t want to listen how you snogged your co-star.”

You widened your eyes and shook your head, knowing that they were teasing you now. You couldn’t believe it. “Bell— this time I’m gonna leave.”

But Bella only smiled wider and pulled you closer into another kiss. The only thing you could do was finally wrap your hands around their neck and melt into them.

You two were together again, and it would be rocky, like everything else in your relationship, but after this you felt like you could handle everything that came your way.

You knew that after this event you weren’t going to any after parties, you two had a lot of catching up to do, and a lot of apologies to say.

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ONE TIME THING - BELLA RAMSEY (PART2)

Pictures above are not mine

Summary: unbeknownst to you, you meet actor Bella Ramsey. You two hit it off but your paths lead two different directions.

Bella Ramsey x female reader

Warnings: none (?)

Taglist:

She/they pronouns for Bella.

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You were confident in saying that today was the busiest you had ever seen the café. Every table occupied, every chair sat on, crowds of people surrounding the tv that hung on the wall cheering or making other loud commentary every so often.

You could never understand the obsession with sports, looking around you, you didn't think you ever would.

You sighed tiredly as the third person in the last few minutes had knocked into you. Pushing through endless amounts of bodies you made your way to the door labelled "staff only". Untying your apron from your waist you made a grab for your coat and handbag. When you had all your belongings you made your way back into the main area.

You had no desire to stay any longer than necessary.

The place was loud and so warm that it felt suffocating. When you had safely secured the box that was left for you behind the counter into your arms, you sped for the door.

Once the door closed behind you, trapping all the noise from inside, you felt a relief like no other. It was like you could finally breath, think, again.

Luckily Aaron's apartment was only a short walk away so you decided you would go straight to his rather than your own, as it was a good 20 minute walk and you were exhausted.

Fighting your way through the crowded street and avoiding the puddles on the footpath you kept walking at a fast pace until you reached the familiar apartment complex. The building was large and the people whom resided in it were nice. Stepping into the elevator (thankfully empty) you pressed floor 4 and patiently waited.

You always told yourself you should always expect the unexpected when it came to Aaron, to not be surprised at his antics but being so tired left your guard down.

"fuck off you fat bitch!"

Stopping briefly at the sound off your best friends voice followed by an unnatural sounding screech, your steps slowed slightly once you began cautiously walking again. You instinctively clutched the box in your hand out of worry.

Poking your head around the corner as to not reveal yourself fully to whatever danger may be present, you frowned.

Rubbing your eyes with your hand whilst the other loosened it's grib on the box you suppressed a groan.

"this world tests me everyday." You grumbled.

You walked into Aaron's apartment as he looked at you in shock and over exaggerated horror.

"there was a predator the size of my FOOT RIGHT THERE! " Aaron yelled after you.

"really? Is it going to the match?" You set the box onto the kitchen counter, opening it up, the sweet smell of donuts hit you pleasantly.

Whatever Aaron was going to say next was lost on his lips

"I love you so much" Aaron muttered as he eyed the donuts hungrily. You snorted.

"right, wanna start season 6?" You shrugged your coat off and left it on the back of the nearest chair, making yourself comfortable on the couch as you carefully held your donut whilst you moved. Aaron hated crumbs on the coach.

"You bet! Were going to finish season 6 Today! I'm tired of constantly dodging spoilers." Aaron joined you on the couch.

You doubted you would get through the entire season in a day, you were working at 8 o'clock tomorrow, you couldn't be up the entire night.

You tried your best to avoid spoilers but you had heard season 6 was when the show starts to dip. So far, you didn't agree. Every so often Aaron would impersonate a character (very loudly) you hoped the neighbors couldn't hear, he wasn't exactly quoting nice things.

When episode 6 finished you felt your eyes slowly begin to droop, the busy morning you had was beginning to catch up on you. Stretching your legs out you stiffly got up from your seat on the couch, you had been sitting in it for hours straight.

The yawn that escaped your lips caught Aarons attention.

"Oh No no! We're getting through the rest of the season! You can't fall asleep now!" It was like he could read your thoughts, he was quick to dismiss whatever excuse you could throw at him.

"I have work tomorrow!" You whined.

Aaron weighed your words in his mind for a few short seconds.

"one more episode?" Aaron negotiated.

You knew you should be getting to your own home now, but you had to admit the show was good and spending this much time with Aaron was rare when you both worked. Rolling your eyes you give him a small nod before turning around to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. Faintly you could hear his cheers.

Opening the cupboard as episode seven played you pulled out your favourite mug, setting it on the counter you took out the hot chocolate powder and warmed up the milk, every so often looking up at the tv.

Leaning against the counter you sipped at your hot drink as you watch the tv. Your eyes moved over to Aaron, you laughed quietly to yourself as he sat completely still with eyes wide and focused on the show his mouth was slightly agape.

Setting your mug down you debated which donut looked better, there was two left; one chocolate covered with chocolate sprinkles, the other had white icing and red velvet crumbs sprinkled on top. You decided on the chocolate one.

"welcome to bear island."

Your reached for a napkin as you listened to the tv.

Turning you watched as Sansa talked, Sansa was always your favorite after Arya.

"I remember when you were born my lady. You were named for my aunt Lyanna. It was said she was a great beauty I'm sure you will be too."

"I doubt it. my mother wasn't a great beauty or any other kind of beauty. She was a great warrior though. She died fighting for your brother Robb."

"I fucking love her oh my days!" Aaron laughed as he watched Sansa and Jon share a shocked look. Noticing the silence of his friend Aaron turned to look to you. Grinning at your shocked face.

"what? Weren't expecting one of your faves to be grilled by a child?" Aaron teased.

His words didn't register in your mind, infact you hadn't heard them, not his voice or the voices of the characters on screen. Now it was you who was standing still watching the tv like a hawke with a slightly opened mouth.

That character on screen was too familiar. The face of the stranger you had sat beside on the bus flashed in your mind. But they were older looking and they're hair was shorter. You closed your mouth and stood straigher once you came back to reality. Your brows furrowed. They looked so much alike.

"who's that?" You kept your eyes on the screen with your finger pointed.

Aaron obviously knowing you were talking about the unfamiliar character on screen, was quick to answer.

Clearing his throat dramatically as he placed a hand on his chest.

"that is the Lady Lyanna Mormont of Bear Island. If you were paying attention you would-"

"not the character the actor! Who plays her?"

Aaron shrugged his soldiers.

"why is that so important all of a sudden."

"I'm pretty sure I sat beside them on the bus on the way to work this morning." You said flatly. There was no point beating around the bush.

Aaron stared at you in silence for a moment.

"I see." Came his calm reply as he turned his focus back to game of thrones.

"I just told you I sat beside one of the actor from your current favorite show, and all you say Is 'I see' ?"

You were confused. You thought Aaron would be running around the apartment in joy.

"you didn't meet them. You thought you did, but you didn't."

You scoffed. Pulling out your phone from your back pocket you opened up Google.

'who plays Lyanna Mormont in game of thrones?'

"Bella Ramsey?" You muttered the name, more to yourself.

You went out of Google and typed in the name into Instagram. Clicking on the first account that popped up you didn't have to scroll for long.

The minute you seen their most recent post, it clicked in your head. Seeing the recent photo of them at the met gala rather than an old one from when they were on game of thrones confirmed your thoughts.

"I fucking met Bella fucking Ramsey on the bus without fucking knowing and embarrassed the shit out of myself."

You didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.

You met Aarons wide-eyed gaze.

"fuck my life!"

When you arrived home you had told yourself you would forget this whole situation and go straight to bed.

That night you got the worst sleep of your life. You estimated you got a total of an hours sleep.

Eventually you gave up and decided you might as well get an early start to the day. Getting ready for work didn't take that long and since you woke up early you would have plenty of time to walk to work today.

You had to admit it was nice walking in the early morning. The number of cars that drove passed you weren't particular high, just the odd person on their way to work much like yourself.

Listening to music helped the walk go quicker, you soon arrived at work.

No matter how early you thought you were, Emma always proved to get to the café before you. Sometimes you thought she had slept the night.

Emma has been working at the café longer than you have. She was a favourite amongst customers with her enthusiastic personality and caring nature. She was impossible not to love. Sometimes you couldn't help but think what was a girl like her was doing working at this café. A face like hers deserved to be on billboards. You were certain she must've had over a dozen boys waiting outside her door every day.

"Morning!" She greeted you in her cheery voice.

You smiled at her, "mornin" you greeted her back.

As you made your way out back you silently prayed the day would go by quick and without fuss. You knew the lack of sleep would catch up on you sooner or later if you didn't make yourself a coffee.

"have a good day" you smiled as you handed a regular, an elderly man by the name of Tom and his wife Maria, their tea and scones.

"we will. And make sure not to tire yourself out deary." Maria warned, you knew it was coming from a good place.

"come now my love. I'm sure she doesn't need us distracting her from her work." Tom playfully rolled his eyes at you. maria if she could would talk to you, or anyone for that matter, for hours. No exaggeration.

"hey there's a customer waiting outside, I would do it but there's a woman who's about to beat that shit out of me if I don't drop everything to tend to her immediately." Emma groaned, tucking a piece of her auburn hair behind her ear. You looked back to the woman with matching red hair that stared at Emma inpatiently.

You cringed. "Say hello to your mum for me." You whispered as you gave her arm a comforting squeeze.

Making your way outside to the only person seated you took out your small notepad and pen, ready to take their order.

You couldn't see their face as they sat with their back towards you, a black cap on their head and a blue, red and yellow flannel. Their head was dipped, you guessed they were on the their phone.

You cleared your throat as you stood Infront of their table. They looked up at the sudden disruption.

When bella recognized your face they broke out in a grin.

When you recognized Bella's face you stared in surprise. You certainly weren't expecting this. For bella to show up when you were working, though you did tell them (a stranger) that you worked here. That didn't mean you thought they would actually show up.

They're probably just here by coincidence. It doesn't mean anything.

"I did say I would have to visit, did I not?" Bella was the first to speak.

"yeah um, its just it's still a shock." You mumbled.

"sorry I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Actually thinking about it, this probably seems really weird to you-"

"it's not weird it's just a bit awkward I mean-"

"definitely a bit awkward I understand. I just enjoyed talking to you-"

"I enjoyed talking to you too."

Bella went to say something but stopped once your words fully registered in her head. she smiled.

"so is there anything I can get you? Or did you only want to talk?" You teased her lightly.

The smallest hint of red appeared on her cheeks.

"just the tomato soup please."

You scribbled the order down and promised them it would be ready soon.

"I'm Bella by the way" bella stopped you before you could go back inside.

"I'm y/n"

"nice to meet you, y/n."

Barely 10 minutes had passed and the shock had yet to wear off. The cafe has become busier so to your dismay you didn't see bella since you took their order, Emma had brought out their soup.

You went from table to table scribbling down orders and bringing them to the kitchen. Thankfully you had a decent amount of energy in you despite only running on one hour of sleep.

Exiting the kitchen you began cleaning the bar. Oddly you found this to be sort of nice. There was only one or two people seated on the stools as many only came for the alcohol which wouldn't commonly be ordered in the afternoon. One man in particular recalled a childhood story loudly to the younger man beside him.

"sorry, a customer wanted to give this to you. I asked for their name, they said you would know who it would be from. " Melanie, another waitress tapped you on the arm. You looked down at their outstretched hand, a small folded piece of paper.

You frowned but thanked Melanie for bringing it to you as you took the note from her.

You were quick to open it.

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Something came up, but I really would like to get to know you more.

000-000-000

-bella

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Bella’s Streamer Girlfriend

paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x fem!reader

summary ✦ Bella is exhausted from their constant travel for work. As her partner who just so happens to be a famous streamer you suggest they move in with you. What happens when Bella accidentally goes live showing you streaming? this is a request

word count ✦ 2,202

authors note ✦ hope y’all enjoy appreciate everyone one of you ilyyyyyy

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“Why don’t you just move in with me?” You suggest, a thought you’ve had for several months now just now finally making it out into existence. Bella had been fretting over how tiring all the travel has become.

“What?” Bella asks.

“Well we’ve been dating for two years and you’re always here anyways so..” Your voice trails off thinking you’ve said too much.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah I mean there’s not much room but we’ll figure it out. We can move my stream set up into the guest bedroom.” Bella doesn’t respond fast enough causing you to panic. Before you can ramble some more or even worse take it back she responds.

“Yes.” Bella says nodding her head.

“Yes? Like yes you want move in with me?”

“Yes.” She grins softly realizing what she’s just agreed to. Bella closes the distance between you two throwing her arms around your waist. Hugging you, slightly elevating you from the ground emitting laughter from you.

“How wicked? I get to live in LA with my beatuiful streamer girlfriend?”

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Bella was the first to make a move two years ago. After finding out they got the role of Ellie in The Last of Us tv adaptation they poorly attempted to play the game. After failing the first part several times they opened YouTube. Your video of you playing the original game long ago is the first one.

Their attraction to you is immediate. Binging your videos lead to a follow on instagram. No idea who Bella Ramsey was but you followed back anyways seeing they were verified. Finding them attractive and your beliefs aligning with theirs so proudly displayed on their profile. Bella is silent with their crush on you until one fateful day.

An interview after Bella’s announced to play Ellie:

“Fans are so excited to see this iconic game come to life on television. Did you know anything about the game before your audition?”

“I knew of it. Like I had heard about it before but I never played it myself.” Bella responds to the interviewer.

“Have you played it yet?”

“No. I tried to but I’m not really a gamer. I played the first twenty minutes before giving up and watching gameplay.”

“Gameplay?”

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N. Shout out to her cause I watched her play the game. She’s a twitch streamer. She was so good at the game and she’s really…” Bella’s stops talking mid sentence as they realize they’ve said too much.

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It’s an late night as you live stream. Just chatting with viewers before you hop into the lobby when your feed gets flooded with comments about Bella talking about you.

“Bella Ramsey? Sounds familiar. What did they say?” Your busy scrolling through chat and racking your brain trying to connect the dots.

“It’s Ellie Williams in the tv adaptation.” You say out loud reading a chat. One of your mods sends you the link so you can react to it live on your stream.

“Should I watch it? Everyone’s saying yes. Okay I will react to it.” The link opens up to a YouTube video of a zoom meeting type interview. As the video plays you recognize the short haired brunette as the random famous person that followed you on instagram months ago.

“There’s no way. I didn’t know they were playing Ellie.” You smile watching your screen not paying much attention to chat. It gets to the point where Bella mentions watching gameplay instead of actually playing the game.

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N.” Bella says in the video.

“That’s me!” You shout, pausing the video. Pressing play when you’re done freaking out.

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N. Shout out to her cause I watched her play the game. She’s a twitch streamer. She was so good at the game and she’s really…” Bella doesn’t finish their sentence, eyes go wide and their the one to quickly change the subject.

“And really what? What am I Bella?” You pause reading chat. People letting you know all the things you are.

“User2643556 says I’m beautiful, sexy, and amazing. Am I Bella?” You tease, your tone innocent yet flirty.

“Oh what about this Justin says I’m a stupid wanna be gamer. Plus a few other bad words I won’t be reading.” You laugh, watching as your mod kicks them.

“But seriously Bella! And what? What am I? I must know.”

The next day you wake and first thing you do is check your phone, a daily morning ritual. The first notification is from an instagram dm from a verified account, you have to rub the sleep out of your eyes just too make sure your reading it correctly.

Bella: I was gonna say cute but beautiful sexy and amazing works too xx

After your done freaking out you respond with a thank you and a winking emoji. To your surprise Bella continues to message you, you two communicate for a week over instagram dm before Bella gives you their number. The conversation usually flirty filled with getting to know each other. Empty promises to meet in the near future.

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A handful of die hard The Last of Us fans who all had fairly large followings were invited to the premiere. You being one of them, which came to you as a surprise because you had played the game but there were far more bigger fans out there. You were excited for the opportunity nonetheless. A large part of you more excited at the chance to see Bella.

“We’re so glad you could make it.” The shows social media manager, Victoria who had initially invited you says.

“Thanks for inviting me.”

“Don’t thank me, thank Bella they were adamant on you being here.”

“Oh okay, will do.” You smile, ignoring the fact that if it wasn’t for Bella you wouldn’t be here. Anxiety growing at the thought that Bella wanted you here. How at any moment you’d finally meet her.

After the viewing of the the pilot you are sat with the rest of the influencers invited in the panel room. Cheers notify you that the stars of the show arrived, Bella and Pedro. Your watching Bella as people converse with them. They’re not paying much attention eyes are wondering around the room hopefully looking for you, you think. Smiling ear to ear as they make eye contact with you. Bella had wanted to greet you on the spot but they weren’t aloud to veer from the schedule.

The cast make their way to the stage. Craig and Neil are the first to speak. Thanking everyone for coming and supporting the whole project. Then the cast are asked questions. Too enamored with Bella you don’t touch your food, too nervous to eat. They often sneak a look towards you smiling when they catch your attention.

To your disappointment you don’t get a chance to see Bella. She’s rushed to her table where she eats with the main cast. Then when it’s over she’s guided to somewhere behind the scenes your not aloud. You wait longer than you should have before deciding to book an Uber to take you home.

Your stood outside the building waiting for your Uber, sulking in your own sadness. The night not going how you imagined at all.

“Uber for Y/N?” Your driver speaks breaking your thoughts.

“Yeah sorry.” You walk towards the car ready to just go home and crawl into bed. Before you can open the door your phone vibrates, it’s Bella.

“Where are you?” Bella says as soon as you pick up.

“I’m getting in a Uber right now.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s over. I’m going home.” You hear heavy footsteps, looking back you see Bella running towards you phone up to her ear.

“Then I’m coming with you.” Bella says into the phone only a few feet away from you.

“Are you inviting yourself over?” You laugh.

“Oh fuck I didn’t mean to come off like that I just didn’t want to-“ Bella hangs up on you, now talking to you instead.

“Can’t believe you’d hang up on me.” You cut them off, laughing at the fact that the two of you were conversing over phone while stood so close.

“I feel like a real dick head. I tried so hard to get away from tonight’s responsibilities but they wouldn’t let me. You have no idea how badly I wanted to get away from it all and be with you tonight. I want to make it up to you.” Your cute moment gets interrupted by the Uber driver telling you he’s going to leave if you don’t get in already. When you go to open the door Bella assumes the worst.

“You coming?” You ask, returning the smile to Bella’s face as she climbs in with you. The drive to your place is filled with apologies and sneaking glances at each other. Bella doesn’t leave your apartment till the next morning, up till 4 am just talking. Feelings grow and laughter is shared. Bella is the one to kiss you before they leave making plans to meet again.

—

Bella moving in has been great. It’s only been a week but waking up and going to sleep next to the person you love every night is better than you could of possibly imagined.

You stream five days a week, leaving the weekend for yourself and Bella now. Originally your set up is in your bedroom, using your bed as your backdrop. Moving into the guest bedroom has been great. Creating a whole new look for your stream and having a lot more space. The other half of the room filled with Bella’s miscellaneous boxes.

Bella has yet to get used to your work schedule. Normally when they visited you’d take a break from streaming or do it while they were off working. Now that you live together, you had to work. So often Bella would interrupt unknowingly. Apologizing quietly as they walked back out of the room. Your chat taking quick notice of your smile and lovingly stare as you told Bella it’s okay, wondering who it could possibly be.

—

“Can you hear me?” Bella asks turning on her instagram live.

“Uhh yes it is I see your comments now.” Bella gets comfortable, reading comments out loud. Shouting out people as they asked.

“Ok the whole reason for this live. I just wanted to give some life updates. First I uhh moved to California.” She admits reading chat for a moment before responding.

bellaramzeee13: I thought you hated la

ramseyfantlou: NO Bella’s gonna change ):

thelastofbella: the uk will misss you

“I promise I’m not going to change. Some things just happened and I decide it’s best for me to live out here. Ya know? Closer to opportunities and other things… anyway thought I’d come on here and unpack with everyone.” Bella stands up from where they’re sat thinking your out for the day with your friends. Heading into your steaming room, switching the camera to the back camera ready to show the giant pile of boxes.

“This is where all my stuff is,” Bella is going on not realizing your sat in your desk live as well.

“What’re you doing?” You ask startling her so her phone lands on your just long enough for people to realize it’s you. Bella’s quick to stuff her phone in her pocket live still going.

“I’m sorry I thought you were with your friends already.” Bella’s panic has your worried.

“It’s okay that’s not till later. I’ll be right back guys.” You say to your chat switching to your I’ll be right back screen. You follow Bella out of the room into the living room.

“I was on instagram live.”

“Did you show me?” You ask.

“I dunno.” Bella pulls their phone out it now on the front facing camera, you laugh seeing your reflection on insgram live.

“Bella it’s too late your still live.” Your laughing harder than before. Bella’s worried faced fills the live and your laughter in the background.

bellsram01: YOUR DATING HER???!!

sarabeez: NO WAY

elliewilliams22627: wait why do I kinda ship it

justbellaaaaa: bella I think I actually want your girlfriend more

“Should I get off?” Bella asks you.

“If you don’t want to. It’s okay.” Bella sets their phone down using some clutter on the kitchen counter to created a diy tripod.

“Guess it’s out,” Bella laughs. You move into frame, leaning closer to read more comments. Laughing at all the funny ones, reading them out loud. Answering a few questions about your relationship.

“Well I got to go attend to my steam I was so rudely interrupted.” You sigh dramatically.

“If y’all want more of me I’m on twitch right now.” You smile for the camera.

“Are you trying to steal my viewers?” Bella looks at you shocked.

“Absolutely yes babe.” You tease, before planting a small kiss on their cheek before leaving bella alone in the kitchen. Bella reads more chat as everyone freaks the fuck out.

“I guess you all know the real reason why I moved to the states.”

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Lose you

Masterlist | TLOU Masterlist |

Requested : yes!

Pairing : Ellie Williams x (she/her) reader (tiny use of Y/n)

Type : angst + fluff :)

Content : Slightly canon divergent, time skips, swearing, angst, happy ending <3

Word count : 7.4k

Ellie deserves the world <3

I tried my best to stay accurate so my bad if it goes off haha

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She opened the door, looking down before up again, pointing her flashlight directly down the narrow hall. Your father’s hand was in front of you, slightly restraining you from following your mother. “Stay close to me.” he ordered as he gently pushed you forward so you were in between them, making sure you were protected from both the front and the back. No matter how long it had been, it still felt abnormally weird when you were in the situations, almost as if it was a fever dream as you saw the bodies on the floor. In all fairness, you didn’t know any different, with being born five years into the outbreak - however there was just something morally wrong that didn’t sit right with you.

“Batteries no good.” Tess sighed as she crouched down, looking at the rusty box and the dead man beside. “And he still tried to sell it. Twice, you greedy fuck.” she said in disbelief. A sound further down the hallway made you uneasy, immediately backing into your dad whose hands where pressed protectively around you. Tess stood up, taking you to the side as Joel moved forward, his gun clutched tightly in his hand as he took slow and steady steps to where the noise was coming from. The sound become more frequent, followed along with some whispering as Joel peered around the corner, seeing two figures a bit further down.

You looked up at your mother, a scared look on your face which broke her heart to see. She squeezed your shoulders, sending you a comforting smile as she desperately tried to convince herself it was okay, staying strong for you. He continued down before a door to his left opened, a girl with a knife in her hands raised, ready to stab him. Luckily, he took a step back in time, flinging her to the side quickly. She landed on the floor with a grunt, panting as she glared up at the figure looming over her. “Dad!” you gasped, running forward slightly as Tess pulled you back. “I’m okay, darlin’” he assured, smiling at you before going stern again.

“Joel?” one of the figures further down called, recognising the older male who was watching the girl in front of him in confusion. From what he could see, she was most likely around your age, possibly a year off, with her hair in a neat ponytail and a slightly dirty grey raglan t-shirt. “Marlene?” Joel asked, lowering the gun as she turned her gaze to the girl too. “Are you okay?” she asked, watching as the young girl nodded. “Yeah.” she got out in between pants, reaching for her knife and glaring as Joel didn’t step off it.

“Ellie.” Marlene spoke, lowering her hand as she looked between the two in confusion. She looked to her left, her eyes settling on you and Tess. A feeling she couldn’t describe filled her as she locked eyes with you, clearing her throat. Her attention turned back to Marlene as she called her name, this time not missing the hand that was on her side, on top of a blood-stained patch. “Oh shit.” she gasped, scrambling to stand. “No, it’s okay, I’ll be alright.” Marlene assured, picking up on her distress. “You can’t be stupid like this.” she lectured, Ellie grimacing.

“So, this is who Robert screwed us over with. The Che Guevara of Boston.” Tess spoke up, you nudging her side slightly, silently pleading for her not to make this any worse than it already was. You stood there awkwardly as the two ladies had a passive aggressive conversation while Ellie was still glaring at Joel. “Give me my knife.” she demanded, still trying to pry it from underneath his shoe as he refused to move. “What do you need a car battery for?” Joel sneered, making you groan as he also got involved, catching Ellie’s attention. The two of you shared a confused gaze, partly from what was going on and also because neither of you had really seen another child around.

Ellie went to grab her knife as Joel moved quicker, pointing the gun back down at her. “Not at her. Point it at me.” Marlene defended, aiming hers at him in retaliation. Tess did the same, standing in front of you. You moved around, glaring at your parents before taking a few steps forward, going to help Ellie up before Joel moved you. “Don’t touch her, remember what we said?” he instructed as you stepped back, making an ‘o’ with your lips and nodding, forgetting she could be infected. “You’re scaring her.” you mumbled as you saw her sat flat against the wall, hands up as she gazed at the weapon.

“To answer your question, I need it for a better reason than you do, no offense but Tommy’s just one man.” Marlene answered, making Joel go stiff at the mention of the name. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at the name, remembering you had been told about a ‘uncle tommy’. “It’s our business to know things.” she carried on, misreading the multiple emotions going through Joel at the thought of his younger brother. “To know things? You’re the cause of it, you turned my own brother against me.” he argued, his voice wavering slightly.

“We’re going to move Ellie out of the zone tonight, but we won’t make it anywhere like this, not for a while anyway, so now I’m thinking you’re gonna do it.” Marlene spoke, getting objection from all four people involved, all of them speaking up at once. “The hell we are.” Joel scoffed, looking back at you and Tess. “I’m not going to go with them!” Ellie argued, glaring at the family and missing the frown on your face. “We don’t have time for this.” Joel continued, looking back at Tess who confirmed. “Oh, you don’t have time?” Marlene spoke up. “Who is she?” Tess asked, unsure of it herself.

The two girls were left watching the adult’s bicker, looking between them both. “She’s cargo.” the lady confirmed, leaving Joel to groan once again, shaking his head. “We don’t smuggle people, I’m sorry.” Joel retaliated, watching as her gaze moved to you. “Who’s she then?” she copied, seeing his gaze harden. “She’s our daughter!” Tess answered for him, Joel avoiding the eyes on him as he was aware what they would bring up. The adults all bickered for a few minutes before eventually calming down. “There’s a team of fireflies waiting for her at the old state house. I know what’s out there, we were going with an entire squadron for that very reason. But now I don’t have a truck, I don’t have a squadron, Fedra’s five minutes away and what I do have is you. And I know what you’re both capable of.” she explained, gesturing to both you and the fighting.

“What are they capable of?” Ellie wondered, smiling slightly as she heard a chuckle from you. “You get her there safely, we’ll give you what you need, not just a battery - the whole thing. A fuelled-up truck, gun supplies, everything. I swear.” she bargained, Joel’s expression not changing the slightest as he took in the information. He looked at Tess who tilted her head, grabbing your shoulders gently. “Come on, they’ll catch up.” she assured as you walked around the corner with her. Joel slid the knife away with his foot as she reached for it. “Asshole!” Ellie grumbled, glaring up at him.

“You trust her?” Tess asked, Joel coming over to talk it out as he pulled you into a hug. “No, me neither, but she seems desperate.” Tess debated, knowing why he was struggling. You zoned out, thoughts and ‘what ifs’ filling your mind as they tried coming to an agreement. “You guys can talk it out but please remember that I’m bleeding out.” Marlene called, the two nodding as they thought of what to do. “Okay, here’s the deal. We’ll get her to your crew at state house, but before we hand her over they give us everything that we want. If not, we kill her there and then.” Tess demanded, Marlene nodding in agreement.

“Really?” Ellie asked in astonishment, looking between the groups. “That fast?!” she continued, not getting the message. “You are all that matters, our team will not jeopardise that. Remember what I told you? Now go get your backpack. Now, Ellie.” she demanded, the girl getting up and rushing into the room in front, gathering her stuff. “Let’s go.” Tess spoke, Joel nodding at Ellie to follow before sending Marlene one last look and grabbing your hand, following behind them.

----

“Don’t move!” the men ordered, both Joel and Tess raising their arms as they glared at the figure. Ellie and you stood in between, your arms raised as Ellie stood there confused. “Raise your arms.” you whispered, as she nodded, taking a deep breath. “You’ve gotta be shittin’ me.” the man stated as he pulled his visor up, the group lowering their arms slightly. “Okay, let’s talk this out.” Joel tried to bargain, stepping forward. “Turn around, get on your fuckin’ knees.” he continued as Joel got nervous. “Now hold on-” he continued, staying calm for the girls.

“Just get on your knees.” Tess sighed, following the orders as the rest of you did the same, stopping the man’s constant moaning. “Listen, you let us do this run, we’ll split the parts with you.” she offered, Joel looking at you worriedly as he saw you shake. The bickers continued, now kneeling in the rain with hands on your heads and eyes forward. You and Ellie shared looks, unsure of what was going on and the reasoning going between the adults. You noticed a scanner of some kind, scanning each one of you as he walked past. Ellie was in between you and your parents, probably not helping with the nerves that were already consuming you.

When it was her turn, she screamed, turning behind and stabbing her knife into his knee, causing him to shout in pain. Joel immediately got up and stood in front of you, not thinking twice which earned a glare from your mother who was now in front of Ellie. “We can fix this.” he said, turning between Ellie and the man. “Move.” he repeated over and over again, Joel in an almost sort of stance, concerning you. “Dad?” you called out, worried about what was happening. Tess picked up on it almost instantly, trying to help him out. The man pointed his gun at you, Joel groaning before lunging at him, tackling him to the ground, before getting on top of him and punching him repeatedly in the face.

Both yours and Ellies eyes widened as you felt yourselves freeze to the spot, unable to remove your gaze from the scene in front. Tess moved to see the scanner red, Ellie’s eyes widening as she saw it had scanned her. “Joel!” Tess dragged out, a few seconds later the man pulling you away from her. “I’m not sick! I’m not sick, look! This is three weeks old; nobody lasts more than a day.” Ellie defended, pulling her sleeve out and showing Tess. “That’s the same as...” your mother paused, referring to the mark that had appeared on your arm about a week ago. You watched your dad in concern as he gazed as his bloodied fist, lost in thought.

“We gotta move, dad.”

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“Tess, what are you doing?” he asked as he saw her looking around, turning away from you and Ellie. “Where did Marlene say she was taking you?” she asked Ellie, striding around the place. “Uhm, I don’t know. Just West.” she answered honestly, you placed a hand on her arm, sending her a sympathetic smile as your mother mumbled under her breath. “Okay, well, I mean one of them gotta have a map on them, right?” she rambled, searching some of them. “Joel, can you help me?” she barked, looking around frantically.

“No. Tess, it’s over. We are going home.” he ordered, walking over to her as she looked back. “It’s not my fucking home!” she snapped, causing you to wince as you watched your parents bicker. A silence swept over, you stood nervously picking at your hands. “I’m staying. I mean, our luck had to run out sooner or later.” she exposed, catching your attention as you struggled to breath for air. No, no, it couldn’t be. There was no way - not your family. You were always so careful, always so safe.

“Fuck...” Ellie mumbled, stepping closer to you and grabbing your hand, intertwining hers with yours. “She’s infected.” she finished, Joel looking at the pair of you and back at her. “Show me.” Joel demanded, Ellie letting go to let you walk over. As Tess stepped forward, he instantly put a hand in front of you, forcing you to step back with him. His stoic face not even changing as Tess’ softened with tears. She moved her shirt and hair back, revealing it to the pair of you. “Take your bandages off.” she told the girls who complied, not wanting to cause more problems.

“Look.” she whispered, walking over to Ellie and then you and taking your arms in her hands, holding it out. “This is real. This is fucking real. I need you to get her to Bill and Franks, they’ll take her off your hands.” she rambled as Joel shook his head vigorously, looking back at you. “I’m not putting her in danger.” he barked back, making it clear what his priority was. “No, no, no, I can’t take her. They’re not going to take her.” he argued but she wouldn’t give in to his arguments. “They will, because you’re going to convince them. Yes, you will...I...never ask you for anything, not to feel the way I feel, not to shut the fuck up because I don’t have time.” she continued.

“This is your chance. You get her there; you keep her alive and you set everything right. And take sweets as well.” she ordered; your sobs now harder as you heard your childhood nickname. “Not her.” he argued, disagreeing in giving you as well. “Please say yes, Joel.” she pleaded before Ellie screamed, stepping forward as the corpse moved. “Oh fuck!” she grumbled, grabbing onto you as you pulled her beside you. Joel stepped forward, shooting it in the head.

Silence filled the room before shouts were heard outside, Joel jogging over and pushing the door open slightly, seeing the hoard of infected heading for them. “How many?” Tess asked, as he quickened his pace, grabbing onto the girls. “All of them.” he replied, looking around for a solution. Tess grabbed the gun on the floor, using it to bust open the barrel and moving it, spilling the contents onto the floor. “Ma, what are you doing?” you asked, now terrified of the situation. “Making sure they don’t follow you.” she replied, busting open another and doing the same. “Sweets, I love you.” she called as she threw the box of grenades, leaving them laying on the floor. “

“Joel, save who you can save.” she pleaded, the lovers taking one last gaze of each other’s faces and Tess shutting her eyes as he swiftly grabbed both yours and Ellie’s arms, pulling you along. “No!” Ellie huffed, trying to pull herself from his grip. “Mom! No, dad, please!” you tried to argue, knowing deep down there was no other way but that was your mother for God’s sake. “We can’t leave her!” you and Ellie both shouted, punching his back and arms as he continued pulling you both forward, not allowing either of you to look back.

The door slammed, informing Tess that you had all left, the only sound filling the room being her pants of air, trying to somewhat calm down as the shouts from outside got louder, now approaching her quicker. She grabbed the lighter in her pocket, taking steps back from the door as she desperately tried to light it. The main door burst open, infected rushing in before she got a stable flame. Nerves overtook her as she backed into the pillar. Her panting increased as the flame stopped, locking eyes with one infected who had found her, now approaching her.

The infected had already latched onto her, giving her the kiss of death as she stood frozen, her impending doom now moments away as memories flashed through her head - meeting Joel, giving birth to you - the light of her life, the apple of her eye, the reason her and Joel kept going every day. At the last second, the lighter worked, a stable flame present as it dropped from her hand, igniting the liquid on the floor and engulfing the building and everything in it. No matter how fucked up the world had gotten, she had her family who she eternally loved, and nothing could ever replace it.

Joel had managed to get the pair of you a few feet away before it blew, the sound of windows exploding making all of you flinch. “No! Mom, please!” you screamed, Joel pulling you back and holding you in his arms as he stopped you from running into the area, his grip on you tightening. “I’ve got you baby, I love you. Your ma loves you.” he mumbled, trying to comfort you as both your stream of tears and his drenched his shirt. Ellie watched the scene unfold, her eyes welling up as she’d forever be grateful for Tess and all she did for her, allowing her to come in the first place. She held back the urge to hug you two, deciding it would be best to leave you be.

But nothing could help fix the everlasting hole now in the family.

----

“You need to get some sleep.” Joel mumbled, pressing a kiss too your forehead as you finished up your food. You hadn’t eaten much, but it was understandable considering what had happened in the last forty eight hours. “So should you.” you grunted, Joel taking a deep sigh, aware you didn’t mean to be rude and to be fair, it couldn’t be helped. “I’m staying up to watch over you two, go join her. Please?” Joel sighed, looking over at where Ellie was currently laying her sleeping back out. You grunted before getting up, hugging him and wishing him goodnight before walking over to the other girl.

“How are you feeling?” Ellie asked softly, moving her backpack so you had more space for your sleeping bag. “Honestly? Still like shit.” you chuckled as she looked at you sympathetically. The pair of you settled down in the sleeping bags, turning the light off, the only illuminated area being the porch where Joel was still sat. “Hey, uh, I know you’ve got your dad and we’ve...we’re not that close but if you need someone to talk to...” Ellie offered, a small smile on your face. The familiar butterflies filled your stomach, unsure of why but keeping it to yourself.

“Thank you, Ellie. You too.”

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“Just looking for my brother, nothing more.” Joel answered honestly, his hands up in the air as you and Ellie copied, staying quiet. A lady rode forward, stopping a bit in front of him on her horse. “What’s your name?” she asked, looking at him in curiosity. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he tried to figure out if he knew her. “Joel.” he responded, watching as her eyes widened slightly, looking at him and then the girls.

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The slightly stiff wooden gate was pulled open, allowing the hoard of people on horses into the secluded area. “What is this place?” Ellie asked, looking over at you next to her. “I have no idea.” you responded, looking back at your dad who wasn’t listening. She had her own horse while your dad had insisted you shared one with him, ignoring your attempts of bargaining to allow you to ride with Ellie. The two of you had gotten closer over the past few weeks and it hadn’t gone past Joel. He’d seen the pair of you hanging out more, the slightly lingering looks and unspoken conversations you’d have through eyes. He’d noticed how you’d laugh and smile around her more and occasionally go all shy when she’d said something to you that he couldn’t hear - it made the fear inside him grow even bigger. And with no one else to ask about this, it was driving him crazy.

You followed his line of sight, settling on the male who looked similar, guessing that it was your uncle. You had never met him, you remember being told you were a baby when he had left your parents, having enough of the way they lived their lives. “Tommy!” Joel shouted, raising his hand as he tried to get his attention. The younger brother looked over, his face softening instantly and wasting no time in scrambling down the ladder, making his way over. Joel did the same, jumping off before helping you down and meeting his brother halfway. You helped Ellie down, who intertwined her hand with yours and squeezed it comfortingly, standing behind Joel.

A slight chuckle escaped Ellie as she watched him hug Tommy, a tight grip on him evident. It made you frown as you saw the hurt in her eyes, knowing that she never really saw your dad be affectionate to anyone but you and he hadn’t seen his brother in years but wasn’t afraid to. “The fuck you doing here?” Tommy asked, bewildered that his brother was there in his home. He looked around, taking it all in. “I came here to save you.” Joel joked slightly, laughing as Tommy did the same, bringing him in for another hug. You wrapped your arm around Ellie, trying to comfort her. It only lasted a few seconds before Joel had pulled away, turning to face you with Tommy.

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“There’s more if you need it.” The lady assured as the three of you sat eating food, grateful for a decent meal again. “Thank you, Ma’am.” Joel responded, nodding his head. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a proper meal.” he explained, Ellie interrupting. “Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever had a proper meal, this is fucking amazing.” she answered, getting an elbow to the side from you and a glare from Joel. He looked back at the two, apologising for her language. “Ellie, let’s mind our manners.” he reminded as you looked at Tommy who smiled at you. “What?” Ellie called, watching a girl peer around a pillar and watch you all, backing away when Ellie called her out.

“What’s wrong with you?” Joel questioned, confused as to why Ellie was acting like that. “What about her manners?” she bit back as you continued eating, not wanting to get involved. “She was just curious.” The lady assured, trying to help calm Ellie down. “Kids around here don’t normally look or talk like you.” she admitted, Ellie nodding her head. “Right, well maybe I’ll teach them.” she commented, earning a snort from you. “And I want my gun back.” she spoke, Tommy watching the interaction in amusement. “They also aren’t armed.” she spoke calmly, which annoyed Ellie even more.

“You know what, I think maybe y’all got off on the wrong foot.” Tommy spoke carefully as Joel watched. “She was gonna have her guys kill us.” you defended, Ellie giving you a grateful look and a disapproving look from Joel. “We gotta be real careful about who we let in this place. It’s all bark, we’re just trying to scare off those who might wanna try us, that’s all.” he informed, understanding the girls’ outbreaks. You zoned out, letting the group all talk, too consumed by your loud thoughts.

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You and Ellie followed along, not really paying attention to the tour of the town and just keeping up. “Let’s just run off or something.” Ellie huffed, earning a laugh from you. “As if. Could you imagine my dad’s reaction?” you reminded, knowing he’d freak out even here if you were out of his sight. “Can you teach me how?” you both grinned as Tommy said something about shooting, catching your attention. “No, he can’t.” Joel answered straight away, not giving his brother a chance. You rolled your eyes and Ellie groaned. “Can’t do anything around here.” Ellie grumbled as you made a sound of agreement, knowing exactly how she feels. “That’s what he’s been like since I was born.” you sighed. You loved your dad dearly but he never let you do anything, claiming it was too dangerous or some other excuse.

“This place actually fucking works.” Ellie stated, shaking her head in disbelief as you all walked over to the farms. “Hey Joel, check it.” she called before imitating a sheep, earning a laugh from you. Ellie connected her hand with yours, swinging your arms as you both walked. “Sooo are you like, in charge?” she asked, turning to Maria. “No one personally is in charge, I’m on the council. Democratically elected, serving three hundred people including children. Everyone pitches in, we rotate patrols, food prep, repairs, hunting.” she went on, basically saying everything was shared between the community.

“No way!” you gasped, jogging over to the horse. Ellie followed behind, Joel’s pace speeding up. “That’s our newest one, a few months old. Her name’s shimmer.” Maria told them as they stroked the horse’s head. You and Ellie stood stroking and pressing your heads to the horse, giggling as it’s wet nose rubbed against you. “She’s beautiful.” you sigh, reaching and stroking her mane again. “She is.” Ellie agreed, however her eyes weren’t lingering on the horse, instead they were on you.

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Love will abide

Take things in stride

Maria had left about half an hour ago, leaving you and Ellie in the house while Joel was still out with Tommy, ‘catching up’. You had found a cassette player in the house, searching through stuff in your bag as you looked for the tapes your dad had placed in there, some a gift from Bill and Frank and some of his own he was able to recover. “What are you doing?” Ellie asked as she watched you in curiosity. “Playing music.” you shrugged, putting the cassette in and hearing the familiar tune of ‘Long, long time’. You turned to Ellie with a mischievous smile as her face dropped. “Dance with me.” you grinned, holding a hand out. She shook her head frantically as laughter spilled from your lips.

Sounds like good advice

But there's no one at my side

“No, absolutely not. I don’t know how to.” Ellie tried to defend, sitting on the sofa as you rolled your eyes playfully. “I don’t either. Come on, please?” you pleaded, as Ellie looked at you, debating to herself as she sighed, getting up and taking your hand. Your arms hand wrapped around each other as you clumsily swayed side to side. Your head was buried in her neck as she rubbed her hands up and down your back, taking in the moment. It was very rarely you were able to just relax so you took the chance, savouring the moment. You looked up, seeing her look at you with a lovestruck smile, reminding you of how you used to see your dad look at your mother sometimes.

And time washes clean love's wounds unseen

That's what someone told me

“You okay?” she asked, carefully cupping your face as she saw it soften, a bittersweet smile plastered on it. “Yeah. You just remind me of how I used to see my parents - before he got all moody.” you half joked, mocking your dad and earning a chuckle from her. “What about you? You look like you’ve got something on your mind.” you spoke up, watching as she went silent again something engulfing her mind. “I...uh...promise you won’t leave me?” she asked, making you confused. “El, I literally can’t.” you reminded, taking her words a bit too literally. “No, like...like you won’t ignore me and you know...stuff changes between us.” she rambled, struggling to put her words together. Nerves rose as you got concerned, her attitude scaring you.

But I don't know what it means

“I think I love you.” she whispered, not meeting your gaze and looking at the ground. “I love you too, you’re my best friend.” you answered, not understanding what she was saying at first. “No, like...you know...” she continued, you pausing for a second before understanding, cheeks heating up. “Oh.” you mumbled, Ellie rocking on her feet without realising. “I think I love you too.” you responded honestly, a genuine look in your eyes. “You do?” she gaped, taken aback from the confession. “Why wouldn’t I?” you asked, frowning at the surprised look on your face.

'Cause I've done everything I know

To try and make you mine

She sat back down on the sofa, you following behind and sitting next to her, hands intertwined with hers as your thumb brushed the back of hers, trying to comfort her. “Joel doesn’t. You heard him, I’m just cargo.” she said, her voice cracking as you frowned at her words, knowing this had been brought up because of earlier. “No, no, Ellie. Don’t listen to my dad, that’s just...him. I would do anything for you.” you admitted, your cheeks heating up yet again as she finally met your gaze, a small smile on hers.

And I think I'm gonna love you

For a long long time

“Really?” she questioned, watching as you nodded your head frantically. “God, yes.” you muttered, leaning in slightly as she did the same. No other words were said, except a short, small kiss was shared - being cut off by the two of you pulling away, grinning at each other as the door opened and Joel announced his arrival, completely oblivious to what had happened.

And for the first time in a while, it felt like things were getting better.

----

“This ride to the university, is it a suicide mission?” Joel asked, not looking at Tommy. “No. It’s dangerous but it’s nothing you can’t handle. Just prepare and do what you do.” he shrugged, confused about the doubt coming from his as Joel rarely doubting anything. “You’ve had people go that way and come back?” he continued, looking for some sort of conformation to assure him this was the right thing to do for you and Ellie. “All of them. What is this?” Tommy wondered, Joel finally looking up and meeting his eyes. “They’re immune, both of them.” Joel opened up, Tommy furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. “What?” he asked, not following along.

“Sweets and Ellie. They got infected at some point, but they didn’t get sick. Neither of them.” he explained, making Tommy move and start pacing. “Tommy. Tommy.” he called, trying to get his attention. “I saw them get bit myself, it was months ago. They’re immune.” He assured, trying to get him to calm down as he saw the panic on his face. He moved, sitting opposite of Joel as he took a deep breath. “From the beginning.” he demanded, wanting to know the full story as Joel thought.

“For Ellie, it was Marlene. She hired us to smuggler her to some fireflies. It went bad, Tess got bit. She made me swear to take the kids. It was her dying wish, the hell was I supposed to do? We made it as far as K.C and then, you know, they saved my life there, from another kid. Five years ago, I would’ve destroyed him but they had to shoot them to save me. Fourteen years old. Because I was too slow and too fuckin’ deaf to hear him coming.” he recalled, voice wavering. “I saw...I saw a man kill his own brother to save them, while I just watched. And today I thought that dog was gonna tear them apart because it smelt something on them, and all I did was stand there. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think of anything. I was just so...I was so afraid.” he opened up.

“You think I can still handle things but I’m not who I was. I’m weak. There are these moments where fear comes up out of nowhere and, my heart, it feels like it stopped.” he paused, taking a deep breath. “And I have dreams. Every night.” he added, Tommy looking up. “What kind of dreams?” he questioned, wanting to help his brother. “I don’t know. I can’t remember, I just know when I wake up, ‘ve lost something. I’m failing in my sleep. It’s all I do, it’s all I’ve ever done, is failure. Again, and again, and again.” he said, his voice turning into a whisper.

“You want me to take them?” Tommy asked, trying to think of other solutions but none coming to him. “Take Ellie. Not sweets, I’ll just end up getting her killed, I know it. I have to leave Ellie, and keep sweets as safe as I can. I can’t have a repeat.” he pleaded, knowing it was selfish but no matter what, after losing Sarah, after losing Tess, he swore to himself that his daughter, his second chance would be his priority, no matter what. “Joel...” Tommy started, thinking of how to word his thoughts. “I mean, that’s why you took off on me, isn’t it? To make up for the things we did? Well here’s your chance, and here’s mine - to have our kids in a better world. ” he defended, trying to persuade him.

“And you’re younger than me, you’re still strong. You said it yourself, you’ll come back. You have to take her. And you can’t tell anyone, not even Maria. Tom, you’re the only one I trust, if anyone else sees those bites on her, what’s on her skin, they’ll shoot her. I can’t protect her like my own, I can’t put my daughter in danger for her. It’s the last thing I’ll ever ask of you, I swear.” he said, wiping his tears. “What about her? Have you asked how she feels about Ellie going with me?” Tommy asked, watching him shake his head vigorously at even the idea. “No, no, it doesn’t matter. Don’t mention it to her, I need to keep her safe.” Joel stated.

“I’ll take Ellie at dawn in two days.”

----

“He what?!” you gasped, taking in the information as Ellie collected all her stuff, putting it in her backpack. “No, no, he’s probably just in a mood-” you tried to argue as she shook her head. “He seemed pretty set on it.” she shrugged as you looked at her in shock. “You’re not going to even argue?” You suggested, knowing if he said something she’d normally try to do when she disagrees with him. “It’s not worth it.” she sighed, bringing you into a hug and rubbing her hands up and down your back. “Please...” you whispered, your eyes welling up, breaking her. “I don’t leave for another day. Wait for Joel to leave tomorrow, and we can do something for the day.” she suggested as you looked up in even more confusion. “I’m coming to?” you said, it coming out as more of a question as she realised she said something she wasn’t supposed to.

“He hasn’t told you, has he?” she mumbled, looking at you sadly as you tried to follow along. “He’s sending me to Tommy so he can take me. You’re staying here with him.” she informed, as you looked at her sadly. As she walked out the room, you followed after. “I’m coming too.” you demanded, watching as she tried to plead and Joel following after as the pair of you headed to the door. “I’ll be okay.” she assured, smiling sadly as you followed along and tried to walk out after her, Joel grabbing onto you and stopping you from leaving. “Let...me...go!” you tried to fight, struggling to get out of his grip. He tightened it, shutting the door and carrying you into the living room as you punched him in the chest.

“I’m sorry, sweets, I’m sorry.”

----

You waited for Joel to leave, saying he has something to do today and he’ll see you later before sneaking out, making sure it wasn’t obvious. You stayed clear of the bar and the restaurant, sure that he wouldn’t see you. Unfortunately, while walking to the stable, you bumped into Maria. “Hey! What are you up to?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “I was uh...going to see Shimmer.” you half lied, hoping she wouldn’t question any further. Maria sighed, looking over and seeing Ellie stood at the side of her stable, trying to make sure no one would spot her. “You’re going to see Ellie, aren’t you?” Maria asked, you sighing and nodding at her. “At least, let me come with, I’ll say you’re with me if needed.” she suggested as you nodded.

“El!” you grinned, running over to her and almost knocking her over in a hug. She let out a grunt as she caught you, wrapping her arms around you tightly and swaying. “She’s not here to tell us off or anything, she’s helping us.” you assured as she got tense when Maria came over. “Okay.” she smiled, kissing your cheek and squeezing your hand. Maria debated, thinking of something to do for the pair of you before smiling. “Do you guys want to take Shimmer out?” she suggested, smiling as both of you gasped, nodding.

----

Maria smiled at the pair of you as she put Shimmer back in the stable, you and Ellie giggling about whatever. “Shit.” She mumbled, looking in the distance. Both yours and Ellie’s faces dropped as she saw Tommy and Joel, a bit further away but seeming to be heading to the houses. “Quick, come on.” Maria ordered, both of them following after as they went around the houses, making sure the males didn’t see them. They legged the last bit, you sneaking through the back door as Maria followed. “Ellie, stay here where he won’t see you.” she ordered, knowing he was going to go through the front door. Maria could not have been more thankful for the food she had packed in her bag, taking it out and placing it on the side as Joel walked through the door. “Play along.” she whispered.

“Hey sweet- Maria.” he said, looking at her in confusion as he didn’t expect to see them. “Joel! You’re just in time! I was bringing some food over for the two of you, I made some last night and had some left over.” she lied as you made sure not to give it away. “Thank you.” he smiled, coming over and wrapping you in a hug. “Anytime.” she nodded, winking at you before walking out of the front door. You watched slyly, hugging your dad back so he couldn’t see you watch her and Ellie head over to their house, not before Ellie waved to you and put a massive smile on your face. “Did you have a good day?” Joel asked, pulling away as you hummed in agreement.

“Yes.”

----

You had just finished your food, humming along to the song that was playing on the cassette player as you heard your dad call your name. He walked back in, the smile now replaced with a disappointed look. “Want to explain this?” he asked, holding up the coat in his hands. You felt the colour drain from your face as you realised you forgot to give Ellie her coat back before she left, having given it to you as you were out. “She must of forgotten to take it with her yesterday.” you tried to lie, but knew he wouldn’t buy it, having seen her wear it when she left the house yesterday.

“Sweets, I told you yesterday, stay away from her. I know it’s hard, but if we go with her, I’ll be putting you in danger.” he lectured, holding his head in his hand as he took a deep breath. “And?” you shrugged, not understanding why it suddenly was a big issue now. “The point is, you’re my daughter and I can’t lose you!” he huffed, not understanding why you weren’t understanding and listening to his pleads. “And she’s my girlfriend, and I can’t lose her!” you revealed, shutting your eyes and bracing yourself for his reaction, waiting to hear him shout. But it never came.

Instead, you were greeted by a warm embrace, his head on yours as you punched his chest once. “I deserved that.” he admitted, earning a giggle from you and a small smile on his face. “I’m sorry, sweets. I just...you’re my priority and I can’t lose you. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” he apologised as your frowned, pulling away. “It’s okay dad, I know you didn’t mean to. Can we go get El?” you asked, hopeful he’d say yes. He sighed, rubbing his neck. “Tommy told me she doesn’t want to talk to me, and I don’t blame her.” he sighed, sitting on the sofa and thinking of an idea. “I’ll tell you what...” he spoke up, catching your attention.

“We can go catch them before they leave tomorrow and she can choose who.”

----

Glancing at the time, the clock read 5:35, signalling it was time for you to put your shoes on. You peered into the living room, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as you didn’t see your dad. You checked all the other rooms, Joel being nowhere in the house. Knowing where he would be, you grabbed your stuff and making your way outside. you made your way over to the house opposite, seeing Tommy and Ellie walk out in time. They waited for you, letting you walk with them. While you and Ellie were walking, hands intertwined, Tommy saw the bag on your back, sighing as he read your mind. “Why do you have your bag?” he asked, dreading the response that was coming. “I’m coming too.” you stated, shrugging it off.

“Kid, I would have no objections but your dad-” he started, stopping as he saw the figure already in the stall, sorting the horse out. Ellie scoffed, getting his attention. “You came here to say goodbye or something?” she asked, Joel shaking his head. “No, I came here to take one of these horses and go with sweets.” he answered, looking at the girl and ignoring the pit in his stomach. His eyes settled on your intertwined hands, raising an eyebrow. “Would of gave you one...” Tommy spoke up, Joel looking at him before back at you and Ellie sighing. “I know. Anyway, that was thirty minutes ago and I guess...you deserve a choice. I still think you’d be better off with Tommy for all-” he started, getting cut off by her.

“Let’s go.” she stated, giving him the spare bag as she pulled you with her, stroking the horse as he turned to Tommy. He smiled at his brother knowingly and nodded his head. “Wait.” you said, turning to Ellie before walking over to the two. You didn’t say anything, instead hugging Tommy and catching him off guard slightly. “It was nice to meet you, Uncle Tommy.” you smiled softly as he grinned, ruffling your hair slightly. “It was nice to finally meet you too, kiddo. I’m sorry.” he nodded, lifting his head up and waving at Ellie. “Good luck with two Millers.” he teased, making the girl grin as Joel groaned in protest. “She’s the annoying one.” he commented, Tommy patting him on the shoulder knowingly as you brought him along with you.

Ellie moved to the side, expecting him to help you up first and getting surprised as he hoisted her up, then you. “I’m sorry for...” he started, unsure of what to say. Ellie didn’t question it, knowing what he was trying to say and instead smiled softly at him. “It’s okay Joel.” she assured as you smiled at the two, glad the people most important to you were starting to get along better. You wrapped your arms around Ellie as Joel turned to his brother, talking about directions before they pulled each other into a hug, making you somewhat sad. As you rode away and heard the gate shut behind you, Ellie squeezed your hand, sensing the sadness. You had found your family and a safe place and already had to leave.

But you knew it wasn’t the end, and you’d be back again soon.

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