#Bella Ramsey x reader

[enamoredwithbella]

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY VAGINAS AND TIDDIES ON MY SCREEN I CAME HERE TO READ FLUFF FICS HOLY GOD

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hot knife — ellie williams x reader

if Ellie is butter, then you're a hot knife.

warnings: fluff, lots of cursing (it's ellie), lesbians being really really gayyyy, ellie and reader are 18

based on a request. y'all needed it, i needed it, we all need this.

You were angry. Well, not angry like when someone tells you something you don’t really want to hear, or when someone messes with someone you deeply care about, or even when someone is trying to tell you what to do. No, this was a different type of angry. Something you have never felt before. 

It was like when you have a dog and this dog that you love so much only cares about someone else. Shit, you’re the one feeding it, you’re the one who covers that ungrateful dog with a blanket when it’s snowing outside, you’re the one who loves and would do anything to protect that dog when someone tries to hurt it, or kidnap it, or some shit like that. 

Of course, Ellie was not a dog. It’s not like you were comparing her to one, no. That would be just superficial and kind of mean, honestly. You cared about Ellie more than you would care about a dog. Also, Ellie was so much better than that. She was perfect. Every detail of her was just beautiful to you. You weren’t angry at her. You were angry at yourself for feeling like you were invisible every time she looked at her. 

Dina. 

Why did Ellie had to pay attention to every word she said? Why did she seem so happy when Dina talked to her? Most importantly, why did you care so much? It’s not like Ellie was your girlfriend. She was your best friend. Wasn’t it enough? 

Apparently, no, considering how shitty you felt when you saw Dina and Ellie laughing in the park while playing with snowballs. That morning, you were supposed to meet with her. You two made plans to have lunch together. Well, you didn’t plan that, but it became kind of a routine, so you though she would be waiting for you in front of your house like she always did. 

Ellie didn’t like to take care of herself. She was used to skip some meals and you were quick to notice it. Of course you would notice it, you were always looking at her. Since the day she arrived at Jackson for the first time. 

She was only fourteen then, but fourteen years were enough to make her tougher than the other kids. Tougher than you. You were more innocent than her then and that made it difficult for you two to connect. Yet somehow, you were able to sneak into her life. ‘If you are butter, I can be the hot knife’, you told her one time. That was the first time she laughed in front of you. Since that moment, you made it your goal to put a smile on her face at least once every single day. She deserved it. 

It hurt like hell when you realized you were not the only one doing it anymore. Dina was pretty, smart, confident. They made a good match if you look at it from any other point of view that it’s not yours. 

“You’re staring”, a voice next to you brough you back to earth. You didn’t have to look to know that it was Jesse. 

“You too.” 

“Do you think they’re like...”, he made a pause, obviously uncomfortable with the use of the word. “Lesbians... or something?” 

You raised your eyebrows and looked at him. “Is there a problem if they were?” 

“Well, I... No, it’s just that I...”, he stuttered. 

“You are unbelievable”, you sighed. 

“Hey!”, Ellie yelled when she saw you. “You!” 

She ran to you with a big smile in her face. For a second, you even forgot about that awful feeling. 

“I knocked at your door, but I guess you weren’t there anymore”, she stopped in front of you. Her cheeks were pink because of the cold. “Me and Dina went to sleep late yesterday, so I woke up late, and... you know.” 

Yes, of course, last night. When Dina and Ellie talked for hours and hours at the stable and you just decided to leave because it was just too much for you to handle. 

It was kind of funny how Jesse gulped when he heard Ellie saying that she and Dina were alone for hours. It obvious how much he liked Dina, but she didn’t seem to realize. 

“What were you two doing last night?”, Jesse asked. 

“They were doing drugs and making out, Jesse, that’s what they were doing.”, you said sarcastically. 

“Really?” 

“Oh my God...”, you rolled your eyes. 

“We were talking”, Dina explained to him while she was getting closer. 

He laughed nervously and nodded.  

“I’m sorry I made you wait”, Ellie said to you. 

“It’s fine.” 

You just shrugged and turned away, now heading to the bar where you usually had your lunch. Ellie looked at Dina without really knowing what to do. You didn’t sound fine. Dina gestured for her to follow you and that was what she did. 

You entered the bar with her. It was weird how distant you were, but she tried her best to stay positive. You saw Seth from far away and gave him a signal. He already knew you and Ellie pretty well. He didn’t exactly like you, but he liked Maria, Maria liked you and you liked Ellie. That meant free lunch every day. 

When you sat at one of the tables to wait for the food, she sat in front of you. 

“Listen, I found this movie in one of the patrols and I...” 

“That’s nice”, you interrupted her, staring at your hands. 

“Okay...”, she nodded. You were not interested in the movie. Alright. “So, I was thinking we could...” 

“Did you and Dina have fun last night?” 

She opened her mouth to answer, but Seth called your name before she could say anything. You stood up and walked to the man behind the counter. 

“Thank you, Seth”, you said before taking the two sandwiches. 

The man responded with a mumble. You didn’t look at Ellie when you gave her one of the sandwiches, but she still followed you when you walked out of the bar. 

“Can you slow down a bit?”, Ellie asked. 

It didn’t really make a difference. It took her a few seconds to realize where you were going. Your home. Something was off. You two usually had lunch in the park. When it was too cold, you went to her place because it was closer. 

When you finally arrived at your house, you didn’t ask her to come in. No, you entered the door and closed it behind you. Okay, that was just too much. 

“Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you?” 

“Oh, so now you care!”, you yelled too from inside the house. 

“What?”, she tried to open the door, but it was locked. “Did you just lock me outside your house?” 

There was silence for a few seconds. “No...” 

“The door seems pretty fucking locked to me!” 

You were being childish, and you knew it. With a sigh, you left the sandwich on the corner table and opened the door. Ellie stared at you, but she didn’t seem angry. No, she seemed... hurt? 

“Are you mad at me because I woke up late?” 

“Oh, fuck you! It’s not about that!” 

“Alright, then what is it?”, she crossed her arms, waiting for an explanation. 

You had no other option but to just deny it. 

“It’s nothing.” 

“Really? You think I'm gonna buy that?” 

“I don’t need you to, it’s the truth”, you shrugged. 

“So, you just ignored me and locked me out of your house for nothing?” 

“Maybe I didn’t see you.” 

“You did see me.” 

“Maybe it was the wind.” 

“The wind can lock doors now?” 

You really had no arguments, huh? 

“Maybe.” 

“Stop...”, she whispered. “Come on, let me in? It’s cold.” 

You sighed and gave her space to enter you house. When you closed the door, the silence filled the room. Ellie took the backpack off her back and looked for something in one of the pockets. You watched in silence as she took a VHS film and showed it to you. 

“This is what I was telling you about...” 

“Who the fuck is Donnie Darko?”, you read the name. 

“I was hoping to find out.” 

Why did she had to look at you like that? 

“Well, I think Dina will love it.” 

“Dina? Why would I...”, she seemed confused for a moment, but then it hit her. “Wait, are you jealous of me and Dina?” 

Jealous. Was that the word? 

“Fuck, no!” 

“Oh, my fucking God, you’re jealous!” 

“No, I'm not!”, you could feel your cheeks burning right now. “Why would I be jealous of you two?” 

“I don’t know, maybe you have a thing for her...” 

“I do not have a thing for her.” 

“You have a thing for someone then?” 

Her confusion was making you dizzy. You sighed and sat on the couch of the living room. 

“Okay...”, she was still trying to absorb that information. She felt weird trying to picture you with someone else. “Who is it then?” 

“Shut up, I don’t wanna talk about it.” 

“I think we are already talking about it, so...”, she looked at you. “It’s okay. You can tell me, you know?” 

“No, I can’t.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I can’t lie to you, Ellie.” 

“But you don’t have to lie... right?”, she said, and you finally looked at her with tears in your eyes. “Oh...” 

You didn’t have to say anything, it was too obvious. You were in love with her. The tears started to roll down your cheeks, and you didn’t try to stop them. It was done, you couldn’t go back in time. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Ellie was staring at the floor. Her silence was terrifying to you. What if she never talks to you again? All your worries were soon replaced by confusion when she let out a laugh. 

“You know what’s funny?”, she smiled and looked at you. “I spent a week with this movie in my backpack, scared that if I invited you to watch it with me you would realize I was asking you on a date.” 

She left the VHS tape in the center table. 

“And I really spent hours yesterday talking to Dina, describing to her everything I feel when you’re around, asking her if it would be too bad if I really did ask you on a date.” 

The way you looked at her made her heart melt. It was almost as if you were begging for that to be true. 

“So, is that what this is?”, you pointed to the VHS tape. 

“I mean, if you’d like that, then I guess it is”, she looked down, trying to hide the tears in her eyes. 

You nodded and stood up. 

“I do like that.” 

She stepped your way, your faces closer than ever. “Okay, then it’s a date.” 

You gave her a shy smile and paid attention to every single detail of her. Eyes, nose, lips. 

“It’s a date”, you whispered before leaving a soft kiss on her lips. 

[themysticastro]

IS ANYONE SEEING THIS ??!??

[guacala]

Bella ramsey x reader and the reader like leaves hickies on bella without them realizing and bella goes to set/ an interview with it and Pedro makes fun of them

hickeys, bella ramsey

masterlist pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader summary: you leave hickeys on bella and when she shows up to an interview with them, pedro makes fun of them word count: 1k warnings: suggestive themes (reference to previous smut), language, pedro annoying bella, but mostly a lot of fluff a/n: bellie and pedge have my whole heart. i used she/her pronouns for the reader since you didn’t specify which you preferred, lmk if you want me to change it. also, im sorry it took so long (writer's block is a bitch) and if it seems like it’s on crack, its probably cause i was listening to queen shaki and lana del ray while writing this… <3

you wake up to the morning light, a lazy smile making its way on your face as you roll over to see Bella choosing out some rings from your small jewelry box.

“good morning sleepy,” they say, looking over at you with a smile as you get up to sit criss-cross applesauce on the edge of your shared bed.

“g’morin’,” you say, eyes still half closed and reaching out towards Bella.

they walk into your arms, their own wrapping around you.

“you sleep well?” they ask, pressing a kiss to your forehead, knowing how much morning breath kisses bothered you.

you nod against them, leaning further into their touch, “you?”

“mhm,” they hum in agreement, pulling away from you to finish getting ready.

you take in the outfit that they had chosen for their day full of interviews, starting from the black jeans that fit them way too well, up to the black and white button-up with green accents, which was technically yours.

“pretty,” you say, sleep still clear in your voice as you slightly drag on the e.

“thank you, babe,” they say, and your eyes trail up to their face to see their smile grow, but something else catches your eyes and makes you do a double take.

“um, Bells?” you say, awake now, with wide eyes, and you can feel your face getting hot.

“yeah?” they say in response.

“um…” you start to say, but words escape you.

“what's wrong?” they ask as they take in your embarrassed state.

“your- um- well- i- just come here,” you say, getting up and walking over to the bathroom as they follow you, concern clearly written on their face.

“what is it?” they ask, and you simply point at the mirror, watching their face, carefully, as they look at where you're pointing.

their eyes widen, and their jaw drops in amusement as they take in the trail of purple and red marks starting at their neck and going down under the shirt.

they start to laugh, and you hide your face in your hands.

“i’m sorry, i-” you start to apologize before Bella cuts you off.

“no, don’t say sorry, i should be the one apologizing, yours are way worse,” they say with a soft but teasing smile as you finally take your face out of your hands to look at yourself in the mirror.

you take in the matching marks left by Bella all over your neck, and when you pull the neck of your hoodie down slightly, you see more marks littered all over your collarbone. you bring your other hand up to gently trace over them.

“gorgeous, gorgeous girl,” they whisper as they walk behind you, wrapping their arms around your waist and pressing feather-like kisses on the bruises that were starting to form.

“but you have interviews all day, and now you’re gonna have to be in makeup forever,” you say, turning around to face Bella, their arms still holding you close to them.

“it’s okay,” they say with a laugh, and when you look up at them, they mumble under their breath, “i kind of like them anyway.”

a shit-eating grin makes its way on your face as you laugh softly. “well if anyone gives you shit for them, it's not my fault.”

“what do you mean! of course it is!”

“i dunno,” you shrug, “it's just not.”

“well, you’re clearly not fully awake yet,” Bella says, giving you a small kiss, “i left you breakfast, but i have to go right now, or i’ll be yelled at even more.”

“no, don't leave me yet!” you whine as you hold Bella tighter, and they press another kiss on your temple.

“i know, i don’t wanna, but i have to,” they say, and you finally let them go.

“i love you,” they call out as they grab their stuff and start walking out.

“i love you more,” you respond.

“not possible,” they say as they close the door behind them, leaving a smile on your face.

⭒⭒⭒

when Bella arrives at the interview site, they are immediately rushed into hair and makeup as they scold them for the visible marks on their neck.

“Bella, what the fuck!” their makeup artist, Tori, complains as she starts grabbing concealer and foundation in an attempt to cover them up.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry! blame my girlfriend!” Bella whines.

“you’re just lucky that you’re already dressed,” Tori mutters under her breath, and as she starts to apply the first of many layers of makeup, the door to the room opens up.

“Bellie!” Pedro yells when he walks in, acting as if they hadn’t seen each other in years.

“hey Ped-” Bella starts to say but gets cut off by a gasp coming out of his mouth.

“shit Bella, your neck,” he says in shock as Bella hides their face in their hands, causing Tori to roll her eyes.

“i know, i know, blame her, not me,” Bella says, referring to you, as Tori moves their head to the side.

“oh, i highly doubt that,” he says, laughing harder by the second as Bella’s face starts to get red.

“what's that supposed to mean?”

“that knowing both of you, the poor girl is probably ten times worse.”

“Pedro!”

“am i wrong?”

“well-”

“am i?”

“...no.”

“see!”

“whatever,” Bella groans as they roll their eyes and throw their head back.

“let’s just hope that makeup covers all of that up, 'cause little Bellie went to town last night,” he says, laughing again as Tori nods in agreement.

Bella turns to flip Pedro off, but Tori quickly slaps their hand away and tugs their head back to the side, making Pedro let out another laugh, which causes Bella to cross their arms.

⭒⭒⭒

it takes some time to get them both ready, but once they are, Bella turns to Pedro.

“just... don’t tell Craig,” they say, holding out their pinky to Pedro, and he links them together, nodding, as they walk out to meet Craig and Neil.

“hey, Craig!” Pedro yells as they get closer, “guess what Bell-”

“PEDRO! NO!” Bella yells in distress, and Pedro just crackles and leans in toward them.

“man child,” Bella mutters under their breath as they roll their eyes, fondly.

[williamswifey]

hiiii! i have been loving your bella fics and i was just wondering if you take requests? just imagine bella playing on the playstation or switch and being mesmerized by how their hands and fingers touch the buttons and then getting oddly turned on by it? and they notice you get a certain way watching how their thumb rolls over the joystick just like how they do it to you 🫣

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒- 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella gets a ps5, and you can’t help but get carried away watching their skillful fingers play.

content warnings ; sexual themes, minors dni !!!

a/n ; 18+ content !! while there is no smut, there is definitely suggestive themes so if please sit this oneshot out if this type of content isn’t your thing <3

masterlist

bella had mentioned wanting to play the last of us recently. you, being the wonderful girlfriend you were, decided to surprise bella one morning.

with the help of your friend, you had hooked up a brand new ps5 to your tv in you and bella’s living room, and you had the last of us game wrapped in wrapping paper, an adorable little bow against the gift.

bella had been busy lately, and you let them sleep in. you were still in your pajamas, cooking breakfast; the heavenly smell of french toast wafting in the air.

you were humming to yourself, jumping slightly when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. bella placed their head into the crook of your neck, a hum slipping past their lips.

“breakfast smells delicious, babe,” bella murmured, pressing a kiss to your jaw.

you smiled.

mornings with bella were your favorite. the silence of the day still hung in the air, along with soft conversations held over breakfast.

you and bella were just finishing your meals, when you jumped to your feet. bella looked at you, afraid something was wrong, but they quickly saw the smile that graced your cheeks seconds later, and awaited to see what it was that had you so excited.

“i almost forgot!” you began, “i have a surprise for you.”

bella tilted their head.

“is that right?” they said, as you grabbed their hand and led them to the living room.

bella took a seat on the couch as you slipped the wrapped gift into their hand.

“wow, it even has a fancy bow,” bella giggled out.

you sat on your heels as you awaited their reaction.

they looked at the game in their hand, speechless. they glanced at you, then back at the game, not saying anything.

you sighed, running a hand down your face at their reaction.

“crap. you hate it.”

bella looked at you with wide eyes, shaking their head as they suddenly grabbed you into a bone crushing hug.

“not at all. i love it, you remembered!” bella gushed, “thank you, thank you, thank you!”

***

it had taken a little over twenty minutes to set up the game, and you and bella had set up camp on the couch.

there was a small bowl of popcorn as you rested your head against their shoulder, and they were immersed in the graphics of the game. you breathed in bella’s signature scent of cinnamon and musk as you bit down on your bottom lip.

something else, however, had caught your eye. your eyes were focused on their hands, their ring-cladded fingers that were ever so delicately grazing over the controller’s button.

you noticed the way the veins in their hands popped out every time they flexed their thumb, their slim fingers holding the controller so effortlessly.

your brain wandered to a place of not-so-innocent thoughts, where those fingers had been before…and you knew all too well of what they could do.

you let a sigh slip past your lips, one bella took notice of.

“you alright there, darling?” bella asked, their tone light hearted as they chuckled, but you could hear the undertones of concern in their voice.

“hm?” you said, trying to get rid of the blush on your face, “yeah.”

just thinking about our late night shenanigans. your skilled fingers. no biggie.

“you sure?” bella asked again.

you nodded.

“mhm,” you said, tone going hazy as bella’s attention was no longer on the game, but you instead.

you had that look in your eye, one that bella would recognize anywhere. your bottom lip was puffy from biting down on it, and your pupils were larger than normal.

“i think there’s something in your mind, yeah?” bella said, briefly detaching themself from you as they adjusted your position.

your blushed deepened, and you shook your head.

“no,” you squeaked.

“tell me, love,” bella began, voice husky and low, “what’s on your mind?”

you didn’t reply, and felt bella hook their finger beneath your chin.

“what was that? use your words, darling, and tell the truth.”

bella’s words made your core flutter. you loved when they were demanding, yet still so gentle.

“iwasthinkingaboutyourhands,” you mumbled, and bella chuckled.

“didn’t quite catch that, y/n/n.”

this was bella’s game with you. it had begun, and it was your turn.

“i said…i was thinking about your hands.”

“ah, i see,” bella flexed their hands, veins popping out as you bit down against your lip, “these old things?”

you nodded.

“my naughty girl,” bella scolded tauntingly, suddenly leaning forward to whisper in your ear.

“thinking about where they’ve been, is that right? how they’ve made you feel? how they’ve made you come…undone?”

you nodded pitifully.

“mhm.” you replied, head going to the crook of their neck.

bella chuckled once more, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. they cupped your face in their hands, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“you’re needy,” they commented, “let me help you out.”

it’s safe to say the game was long forgotten after that.

[auroralwriting]

gorgeous

bella ramsey x fem!reader

synopsis: your co-stars just can’t keep their mouths shut about your celebrity crush

guys i fr don’t know if i am back but i love bella so here is this for you all much love <3

“okay, guys, let’s answer some questions!” your co-star, rocky, called from the couch where his phone was propped up on the cushion.

something you and your costars loved to do was go live on instagram. it was a good way to promo your movie and interact with fans. plus it was really fun to goof around with your friends.

cole pushed himself up from the floor and walked over to where you were on the chair, just in frame. he sat on the arm and slung his body over yours. “let’s see, got any good ones?”

“favorite scene to shoot?” rocky asked, squinting his eyes to see.

“guys we can’t spoil the movie!” you laughed along with the others. “but let me just say, any scene with these two is the best.”

cole leaned forward to see. “celeb crush?”

“mines zendaya. tom’s a lucky, lucky man.” rocky shook his head in sadness, all whilest smiling.

“i don’t have one,” you responded as cole and rocky looked shocked.

“uhm, yes you do!” cole yelled.

rocky immediately snitched. “she loooves the last of us, especially when ellie-”

“okay!” you yelled over top of them, “but we all know cole loves emma stone! maybe a little too much.”

“hey!” cole responded, “gwen stacy was my first ever crush! i love emma stone!”

the topic moved forward from there, but little did you know the fans did not.

it didn’t take long for ship edits, tags, and more to be spread across all of social media. as soon as the love ended, it was all you could see. you just hoped that bella wouldn’t see.

-

the night of the infamous golden globes finally arrived. you did your best to work with your stylist on your look. both co-stats thought you looked drop dead amazing, so things were going pretty well.

the press was the fun part. doing interviews was so much fun. sometimes there were challenges or games.

“so, miss l/n, anything you can say about the movie?” your interviewer asked.

“sadly nothing i can say would be acceptable. there’s so many spoilers! this movie has so many twists it’s hard to keep up.” you smiled with a giggle.

your interviewer laughed. “so, on a more personal note, let’s talk love.”

“well, there’s no love here. i’m completely and utterly single, as sad as that is,” you made a tear drop fall down your face with your finger.

“well i hear a special someone is here tonight, bella ramsey would sure be a nice fit for you!”

of course this would happen.

“psh, bella would not be interested in me.”

“are you sure? didn’t you see their tiktok comment?”

tiktok comment? what comment? as far as you knew, you’d checked every edit bella was tagged in, but of course that wasn’t possible. there were hundreds.

the interviewer passed you a phone with the comment up.

@/bellaramsey: 😍

the edit wasn’t even of your comment, just a normal, plain old edit of you.

“it seems bella maybe takes more notice to you than you assume.” the interviewer said.

the interview ended and as soon as you found rocky and cole, you told them what happened. they also looked shocked but encouraged you to follow it through.

and of course bella would be here tonight. why wouldn’t they? the last of us was nominated..

right as you were walking in, you could hear people telling bella’s name on the carpet. as much as you wanted to look, you were being told to go sit to make room for the other celebs coming off the carpet.

you didn’t see them at the after party. you were chatting with some friends, sadie and olivia, when you saw sadie’s eyes drift behind you.

you turned around and saw bella approaching, and god, did he look amazing. their hair was in a bun, glasses, a maroon suit to go with it all. maroon was a good color for him.

“hey, y/n, it’s nice to meet you!” bella smiled, hand out. you didn’t even notice sadie and olivia walk away.

“bella, hi! yeah, it’s lovely to meet you too,”

shaking hands made you more nervous than anything ever. touching their skin was a whole new level.

“i’m sorry the last of us didn’t win tonight. it really deserved to.” you empathized, truly wishing bella had won.

“it’s alright, we’ll have many more chances i’m sure. you look stunning, may i add. literally, gorgeous.”

your face flushed at bella’s words. “oh! thank you, you look very gorgeous as well.”

“i saw your instagram live,” bella blurted out. you immediately put your face in your hands and groaned. bella was quick to grab them and remove them. “hey, no! it’s alright, no need to ruin your pretty makeup.” again, you blushed. “i just wanted to say, again, i think you’re gorgeous. incredibly, and you’re so talented and funny.”

you smiled brightly, not moving your hands from bella’s. “thank you. uh, sorry if this is forward-”

“i was thinking movies?” bella asked. “sorry, i just thought it would be more comfortable than a dinner with the paps. maybe at someone’s place, with pizza and popcorn?”

“yes, i’d love that!” you felt your insides rush with glee.

bella smiled wide, “awesome, great.”

you two stood in a brief silence, not wanting to leave each others company. “would you like to meet pedro?”

“would i?!”

[loverwebs]

The Perfect Pair

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x Costar!Reader

Synopsis: After playing Ellie and Riley, you and Bella answer the internet's most asked questions.

Word count: around 1,100

Part Two

Just like any other highly anticipated series, The Last of Us press tour consisted of traveling and interviews. The entire experience being incredibly glamorous and exciting for the cast.

On one of the last few days leading up to the premiere, Bella and Y/n were paired up to answer the internet's most asked questions.

Despite her role for the show being limited, Y/n continued filming in Canada for a movie after wrapping as Riley, which gave her and Bella the opportunity to spend even more time together since Bella didn't finish until a few months later.

The duo would often visit each other's sets and had countless sleepovers, constantly posting the other during their time together.

That being said, they already knew what the internet thought of them. It didn't change anything, though.

They knew they were close.

A little too close.

"Unlike the other boards, this one has questions for both of you." Bella's assistant explained towards the end of the interview, handing the last board to them. "Whenever you two are ready."

Bella cleared their throat before peering at the board in their hands, "Are Bella Ramsey and Y/n L/n..." She looked at the camera through squinted eyes before proceeding.

"...still friends?" Y/n finished off once the sticker was peeled.

"Phew," Bella pretended to wipe sweat from their forehead, meanwhile Y/n dramatically placed a hand over her heart to show relief.

They knew what the question was implying.

"This may come as a surprise to you all, but we actually aren't," Bella deadpanned.

"It's true," Y/n chimed, picking at her nails in an attempt to seem uninterested, "I'm being paid to be here."

"Me too. I despise her so much," Bella grinned.

"Yeah right," Y/n nudged her, preparing to peel off another question from the board. "This one says... How did Y/n and Bella meet?"

"We met a few weeks before filming this little project called The Last of Us," Y/n started. "Maybe you've heard of it. It's not really well known or anything."

"It's remarkably underrated," Bella added with humor.

"Absolutely," Y/n gave an amused smile. "Best day of my life, though. I was so nervous."

"Were you really?" Bella raised a brow, "Because I remember it a bit differently."

"Oh my God," Y/n groaned, turning to face the camera. "You see, I kind of talked Bella's ear off the whole time."

"Kind of? Darling, I couldn't get a word in the entire night." Bella giggled.

"I'm sorry!" Y/n whined. "I just thought you were really cute. I talk way too much when I'm around cute people." 

"Then you must still think I'm cute," Bella teased her. "Because you always go on and on when we're together."

"Moving on!" Y/n sighed. "God, you're so annoying."

"You love it," Bella shook with laughter.

"Hold still!" Y/n laughed as well. "Bels, I can't read them if you're moving! Okay... This one says—oh wow. Y/n L/n and Bella Ramsey kiss."

"My goodness," Bella bursted out in giggles once again.

"That's not even a question," Y/n gave the camera a look whilst fanning the brunette, attempting to calm him down. "Someone needs to get fired for that."

"I'm assuming they meant to ask if our characters kissed on the show." Bella glanced at the crew members skeptically.

"This interview will come out after the episode airs," someone assured them.

"Oh! In that case, we did kiss, yes," stated Bella.

"Our characters did." Y/n clarified, smiling at her friend.

"Well, we kissed. But for the show, of course."

"Completely professional."

"Though we had to do it quite a few times." Bella added.

"Because someone kept 'forgetting' their lines. Definitely not on purpose," Y/n teased them.

"Wow! Way to throw me under the bus there," she pretended to be offended. "I see how it is, L/n."

"Just saying," Y/n shrugged smugly, fingers tugging off another strip.

"Did Bella Ramsey and Y/n L/n play The Last of Us?" Bella read. "Not really…I mean, prior to filming we were told not to play it, but Y/n/n and I tried to get through some of it recently."

"We didn't get very far though. Even on the easiest mode, it just never ends well." Y/n grimaced.

"Yeah, it's tough." Bella agreed. "Neither of us are gamers, so we wind up eating snacks and playing a film instead."

"Which is way less stressful!"

"Is Skipper Y/n L/n's or Bella Ramsey's dog?" Y/n said, struggling to flick away the sticker from her fingers.

Bella immediately noticed and tried helping her, but it ended up getting stuck on both of them, which earned him a small giggle from the girl.

"Despite what Y/n says, Skipper is my kid." Bella announced, successfully placing the long sticker on their chair.

"But she likes me more. I birthed her," Y/n joked.

"I won't lie—she does like to cuddle Y/n/n quite a lot. I think she gets that from me."

"She definitely gets that from you. I like when all three of us cuddle, though." Y/n smiled at the fond memories, "Anyway, I'll settle for the title of being her second mom."

"That works," Bella chuckled. "We'll co-parent her."

"Bella Ramsey and Y/n L/n laying on each other," Bella read through a heavy laugh. "Again, not a question."

"There's a thing called needing body heat, people!" Y/n said defensively.

"Right! Because Canada is incredibly cold. If you were filming in our conditions, you'd do the same." Bella spoke, hiding their face behind the board.

"Yeah, we had to stay warm somehow." Y/n added, her face heating up from the embarrassment of this topic coming up.

"Are we done now?" Bella peaked, "I feel like we've revealed a lot in this ten minute video," they joked.

"Right?!"

"I think that's it," one of the assistants said, laughing along with the team behind the camera. "And we're already shooting, so you can just give us an outro and we'll wrap this up."

"That concludes our Wired Autocomplete Interview!" Bella yelled at the same time Y/n chanted, "Thanks for watching!"

They shared a laugh, then looked back at the camera before continuing, "Make sure to check out The Last of Us." Y/n said when Bella rested their head on her shoulder.

"It's streaming right now on HBO Max," they pointed out.

"Now, if you'll excuse us, we're gonna go make out!" Y/n joked, running away from the camera-frame with Bella, hand in hand.

Part Two

[piscesirko]

omg bella angst with a happy ending, they're good friends, reader likes him, there's rumours about bella with a girl, she's upset and keeping distance, bella trying to figure out what's wrong, something like this if possible?

ty for the request!!!! this is a little longer than i expected but who cares! enjoy some bellaaa:)

-hurt/comfort, bit of angst, pining, cliche confession lol, fem reader

it hurts you to ignore her this way.

she’s your friend.

best friend. for god knows how long.

and best friends are supposed to be there for each other. to help, and support, and care for one another when no one does. it's the principle — and you shouldn't want for more.

(you shouldn't want to hold her hand when you'd walk side by side. you shouldn't want to push the stranded curls off her forehead and stare deep into the umber of her eyes until everything dissipates and you're both left floating into this void; you shouldn't want to kiss him suddenly when he smiles. and you definitely shouldn't want to wake up beside him every morning and tell him that you love him.)

the thing is, they're normalized now. everyone does it when they know everything remains platonic. but you don't want to hurt yourself that way knowing he didn't feel the same. you couldn't bear the heartbreak.

so when you dawned upon that realization, or maybe when you've come to terms with the fact that the devil on your shoulder was right—that you're in love with him—you'd gone insane. your mind filled to the brim with possibilities of what might happen if you told him the truth. and each one increased the anxiety in your chest even more.

you tried to act like everything was okay. you acted normal around them . you talked like you used to. hung out like you used to. bella would hang an arm around your shoulders, rub her knuckle on your hair and laugh with you like you used to.

up until last week.

the picture of him with some girl on social media and articles. bella with a smile so bright it's familiar, and you realize that she’d only smile that way when she’s with you. and god, she’s laughing with a girl. a pretty girl; it's mind fucking to be hurt this way by just staring at an un consented image.

you drowned in unreasonable jealousy. because why should you be jealous if he's not yours? why should you be jealous in the first place? you fool yourself. you're only jealous because he didn't spend time with you, not because he was with some girl.

some girl.

some pretty girl.

and while you wallow in self-pity, you ignore them. for both your sakes. before you do something that could ruin everything.

bella does their nightly texts — hey! how are you? and you'd respond curtly than go on a long rant. obviously he'd wonder what's wrong, but he'd let it go on the first night.

hey, what's up?

hey can we talk?

hey i miss you :(

until three nights later when you flat out ignored her and it had gotten to the point she started texting your friends. and the same reason was used: you're busy. you're asleep. your phone died. you're out of town for work.

you're in love with her and got stupidly jealous at the sight of her someone else.

so it brings her here.

a week later, outside your door with nothing but questions formed from his confusion and frustration. bella knows you're by the door looking through the peephole by your shadow beneath the minuscule gap beneath the door. you see her sigh heavily, holding back an eyeroll.

"i know you're there, (y/n),"

"fuck," you whisper, standing back on your heels and let your hands fall and raise between your side and the doorknob.

"just— let me in, please? i just want to talk." you hear him sigh faintly. "please?"

you take a huge deep of breath, hand shaking as you twist the doorknob. you're first greeted by the cold air from the hallways, before your eyes land on bella’s hunched figure. covered solely in a pair of blue sweats and a white shirt, her chain hung on her neck.

"hey," he exhales, relieved. "thank god you're alive. thought someone might have kidnapped you and pushed you off a cliff.

you frown. "well, that's specific."

bella comes in when you step aside to make way. he removes his shoes, placing them beside the door as he wipes his feet on the mat. "i was worried." he says. "until i saw you hanging out with our friends while you were ignoring my texts."

it's amusing how quick her tone changed, almost as if she hadn't been worried in the first place as she quickly returns to being irritated by your ignorance. you shrug. "i- i was busy."

"busy with what?" despite the irritation, their voice remains soft, their patience speaking for them.

"work," you laugh a little, tone pitched as you hand waves in the air. "i was busy with work. and- and catching up with others. that's all." bella furrows his eyebrows. "sorry if i ignored your texts. i'm...i'm sorry."

"that's okay," he murmurs. "just wished you would have told me. i thought that i might have done something to make you mad. i was worried."

he's only saying that because he's my friend. best friend.

"sorry," you say again. "just got caught up with things,”

"yeah with partying," it's obvious that he's bitter. and somehow, it pisses you off that he's pissed off for being ghosted. "didn't even bother to invite me,"

you scoff, turning around. "why would i invite you if you're with some girl?"

it was a sarcastic remark, your mouth speaking before you could think. your voice meant to fool her into thinking that it meant nothing. but bella knows what's up—especially with the strain in your voice as you said the last word that was followed by a sardonic chuckle. her face falls, furrowing her eyebrows at you.

"what are you talking about?"

you clear your throat, scratching your forehead. "i dunno. it's social media bella. one day you're in a famous show and the next people with cameras follow you around."

bella frowns. "what?"

"come on," you spin around to face him again, laughing incredulously at him. "people saw you with a girl. who you've been with for the past week. so why would i invite you?"

"because i'm your friend!"

"you were with some girl!"

"that doesn't even make any sense!"

their voice raises, but not loud enough that it hurts your ears. your face wrinkles, throat swallowing your words that the only thing that leaves your mouth are defensive scoffs as your hand drops to your side, turning back around to walk somewhere. "you- you were busy."

"bullshit—hey!," bella pivots his way in front of you, blocking your way to your bedroom, hands on either side of the doorframe.

"don't lie to me, (y/n). look- if i did something that hurt you, or made you pull away from me, just tell me. please?"

she’s desperate now, affliction in her plea. a heavy rock rises to your throat, hands to a fist on your sides. bella’s eyebrows raise, leaning down slightly as if to encourage you to speak. confined with the difficulty to choose between the truth or not, and you sigh heavily.

"you did nothing, okay?" you shrug his hands off, your index finger picking at the skin beside your thumbnail. "everything's fine. it's my fault. "

"then talk to me," he adjures, his hands clueless as to where it should be. "please? if—if you want some space for whatever it is that happened, fine. just tell me, and i'll give you that space.”

her patience makes your heart ache, because you feel guilty for lying to the person so tolerant and understanding. you hear the desperation in her voice. loud and sad as it yearns for your truth to feed his clueless mind, worried of the wrong she didn't do. you look away from bella, at the wall where you trace its small bumps, and you huff.

"it was because of the girl,"

bella’s back straightens, his bottom lip jutting out slightly as his eyebrows return to its place. and suddenly he's perplexed. "oh. why?"

"i—"

"do you not want me to hang around her?" he asks. "are you jealous that i spent the week with her...?"

"no! no, i don't want to be telling you who you should hang out with. and no, why would i be jealous?" the white face paint's beneath the sink, and there's a red wig in your closet, 'cause you look like a fucking clown.

bella scoffs. "then what is it?"

"god, okay, maybe i was a little jealous," you quip, throwing your hands in the air. "maybe- maybe i got upset that my best friend's with another girl. but not because she's taking up his time, but because she's pretty! pretty enough that i'm jealous of you? no, but could be 'cause she is hot. but yes, i could be if i didn't like—“

you pause, your brain telling you you've been talking too much, because bella’s got her head ducked and eyebrows raised to listen. and if you looked closely, her lips are twitched up slightly in bemusement. you close your mouth, glaring at her.

"if you didn't like?" he smirks. "you like someone."

"no i don't."

"yes you do."

"what makes you say that?"

"you said it."

"like can mean anything. i mean, i like your mom because she's nice. i like you because you're my friend. like doesn't mean like like, because i like anyone. and liking anyone doesn't mean i like like them."

"what?"

"fuck!" there's a boulder in your throat, hard and prevents the air from slipping through. you don't find his amusement entertaining, and you're trying to swallow that rock down your throat while he's looking at you like that.

— all innocent and happy, eyes wide as they stare at you like, like you're important.

like they’re in love with you.

they’re not.

bella’s smile falls, noticing the tears at your waterline that makes your eyes all glossy.

"hey. what's wrong? is it something i said?"

"no," you push him aside, stepping into your room and sitting on the bed right in the middle. "it's not your fault. it's never been your fault," the heel of your palms are pressed against your eyes. you hear him shuffle until you feel him kneeling in front of you, gentle hands wrapping around your wrists.

"then what is it?"

you whimper. and when she tugs your hands off your eyes and replaces it with her own thumbs, letting your fat tears wet her calloused skin, it makes your heart hurt even more, with the fact that she’s so gentle and caring.

"i like you,"

three words. something he's heard before but not in the way that he thinks. "yeah, i know. i like you too."

"no, bel," you close your eyes, nails lightly scratching at the bracelet on his left wrist. "i like you."

there's a soft sigh that leaves them that begins the silence between the two of you. the way their hand stays on your face but weakens in the slightest; the way her eyes narrow in anxiousness as they waited for your confession. you mistake this his silence as disgust — that you'd liked your best friend as something more. and you wonder what would have happened if you told her that you loved her.

you didn't have to. because you spoke again. "i...love you."

it's what makes him fully remove his hands on your face, feeling the burn his touch left behind (or maybe it was just the sudden sweat on his palms). he sits down on the carpet, cross legged, a soft thump of denim to wool. bella breaks his eyes away from you to look at your knees in a quiet state of shock. his lips parted in the slightest.

"oh..."

"you know what," you sniffle, licking your lips as you stand up, wiping your tears with the side of your hand. "i'm just gonna go."

bella, who's still processing everything, looks up at you. "you live here."

"i didn't say i was gonna leave for good, dumbass—"

you're startled with the sudden feeling of her lips on yours, befuddled with her speed from sitting to standing. bella holds your face in his hands, flesh rough but touch gentle as he keeps you close to him. and your eyes are open, sense of touch heightened that you can feel every fibre of her as she pressed her mouth harder against yours that it renders your eyes shut and your hands on the softness of her hair.

his mouth opens to part yours, his breath fanning on your face and some into your mouth, his forehead resting against yours. bella’s thumbs drag across the dark circles beneath your eyes, his eyebrows furrowing before he lets out a chuckle.

"i'm sorry," they murmur. “i just kissed you,"

you open your eyes. "it's alright,"

your hand drags from his shoulder to his chest, watching as he slowly looks at you.

dark eyes bright with glee, a ring of doting arousal on the corner of their irises. bella angles your face back, neck straining slightly so they’d get a better view of you. "i like, well, i love you too."

they chuckle when a slow smile comes to your face. "really?"

"fuck yeah" he wrinkles his nose. "i've loved you since that first chemistry read"

before you respond, she kisses you again, a deep inhalation of your scent as her nose dig on your face. her lips are soft, cherry, hot and feverish when they move with yours and break in a soft click.

"you're amazing," she murmurs. "beautiful," a kiss, "smart," another, "unfathomably lovely," and a last. "i love you. that girl you saw? she's just a friend. she's nothing compared to you."

you shake your head, laughing. "christ in hell, bella."

"i love you," he repeats. "yeah? i'd post it on instagram or whatever. i love you."

"i get it—"

"i love you."

"i know," you kiss his nose. "i love you too."

[bambieyedoll]

⊹ BELLA RAMSEY HC ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ

contains: friends to lovers / mini angst / pure fluff

warnings: this is my first post and english is not my first language so i apologize for any mistake in advance.

it would start with small hints they’d give you.

whenever you two were in an interview promoting the new series, bella would wait for you to sit first and then take the seat next to you to be close.

if that wasn't possible, they would steal glances at you from time to time but look away immediately the moment you catch them, pretending to be interested in the conversation with the rest of the cast.

when the interviewer asked you a question, all their attention would go to you and your soft voice.

bella wouldn’t even notice their actions. the need to take anything you gave them was almost natural.

they would unconsciously agree with whatever you said about the series and found themselves leaning forward to your direction whenever you spoke.

while being off screen, bella would try to start conversation with you. it was only a matter of time for you to start going out on your free days.

you two had so much fun together.

you would go out on little dates almost every day to the point fans started to ship you.

bella wouldn’t admit it, but they were secretly thrilled when someone mistook you as a couple. they would look for edits and save them in their secret tiktok acc.

when the nicknames started, you got each other kicking your feet and giggling on the inside.

while you called them “love”, they called you “babe” and “darling”. you both assumed it wasn’t serious but deep down wished it was.

you became their comfort person.

bella would find peace in resting their head on your shoulder while playing with your fingers.

some other times, they would hug you from behind while laying on the couch to watch a movie. they ADORED having you in their arms.

you would fall asleep quickly after bella started running their fingers through your hair. they just had that power over you. they made you feel safe.

the moment they realized you fell asleep, their mind would go back to thinking about you and how you made them feel.

it terrified them.

the idea of ruining your friendship and loosing you was way too much for bella. but they didn’t know what to do with the feelings they had towards you.

one day you would be outside on a date. you two tried to be as cautious as you could in order not to be recognized but the moment you heard your names being yelled, you realized you’ve failed.

pictures were being taken and fans quickly surrounded you. after the massive success of the series, the number of people who recognized you was so much bigger and it took you by surprise.

it was overwhelming.

you tried to put on a smile but the screams and phones being put on your face were too much to handle. bella noticed it.

they interlocked your fingers while holding your hand and that made you look at them. their gentle smile let you know it was okay, they were there with you.

that was enough to calm you down a bit. bella made their way through the people while repeating “sorry” and “excuse me”.

“y/n! bella! are you a couple now?” one of the fans asked and everyone there could hear it.

similar questions about whether or not you were in a romantic relationship were the only thing you both could hear and it made bella uncomfortable.

not of the thought of it. they just didn’t want to have that conversation with you because they knew they wouldn’t be able to lie about their feelings to you.

the way home was silent apart from casual comments and the background music from the radio.

when you arrived to their apartment, you didn’t know what to say. you noticed how bella reacted to the questions and couldn’t help feeling insecure.

“are you okay?” you finally asked them, looking for their eyes while playing with your fingers.

bella was deep in thoughts as well. considering every moment with you till then, debating whether or not it was the right moment.

“yeah, i… it just took me by surprise” they answered with a soft tone before gazing at the floor while you nodded in silence.

“if you… uh, you wanna talk about it?” hearing your voice shaking made them worry and look at you instantly. “i understand that it made you uncomfortable and i’m so sorry. i can post something o-or say something in an interview. i’m so sorry”

bella’s heart broke at the sight of you and was desperate to comfort you. they closed the space between you and held your hands gently.

“what? no! no… baby, that isn’t-“ they stopped themselves. how could they possible explain what they were feeling without risking everything?

“it’s not that i feel uncomfortable because of what they said. i just… i don’t know how to explain this” bella started again but couldn’t find the correct words and it made you tilt you head in confusion.

“is something else going on?” your doe eyes looked at theirs and bella sighed shyly looking down. they could never hide something from you, if you looked at them like that.

“you can talk to me, whatever it is” you reassured them while caressing their hand.

“i don’t think i can” bella’s eyes finally found yours and you both noticed how close your faces were.

your voices were as low as whispers, creating such an intimate moment. you were worried you may be mistaking the situation but you couldn’t possibly move away for them now.

“y/n?”

their eyes took every detail of your face to keep them in their memory, fearing it could be the last time.

“yes?”

the butterflies in your stomach were going crazy with every second that passed.

“i like you.”

they confessed with closed eyes and a fast-beating heart that was about to explode off their chest.

there was a big amount of ten seconds of silence before a small giggle left your mouth. bella opened their eyes in confusion only to find yours glowing in happiness, stealing a nervous smile from their lips.

“i like you too” you replied with the sweetest smile only for and because of them.

your soft fingers traced their cheek as if their factions were made of glass, earning a sigh of relief from them and you noticed little tears in their eyes.

“i’m not dreaming, am i?” bella said with their adorable accent and cute smile and you knew you couldn’t wait another second.

your arms found their way around their neck while their hands instantly moved to hold your waist and pull you close till your foreheads were touching.

you two stayed like that for a little while, just enjoying the moment. you waited for too long.

“kiss me, dummy”

that needy whisper was enough for bella to close the small space between your lips, putting an end to their suffering.

they could swear they saw colors exploding the moment you kissed. your hands were playing with their hair and only then they knew they were addicted to it. bella was addicted to you.

the kiss would end with giggles from both of you. the realization of your feelings being mutual these whole time was funny then.

it lasted less than a minute because the need to kiss you again was bigger and their lips found their way back to yours as if they were their destined to be.

bella would be pure joy.

hugging you and hiding their face in your neck to smell their favorite scent and cherish you finally being in their arms as something more than a friend.

[xhollandlilsx]

Interview Shenanigans - (Bella Ramsey x Reader)

Summary: Set after TLOU2 has been made and released, Reader plays a character in Dina’s spot. (Sorry Dina).

Warnings: N/A

“Hi I’m Y/N” I smiled at the camera, as I held a bunch of question cards in my hands.

“And I’m Bella, and we are here with moviefone” The brunette next to me beamed holding a set of cards themself.

“And we are gonna be answering some questions, that you guys sent in on instagram and twitter, and then we’re gonna go unscripted and ask our own questions” I nodded looking at them and tilting my head to ask if they were ready, to which they mocked what I was doing and tilted their head too, “I guess we’re ready..”

********

“From Nina W, on Twitter, great question, ‘Did you learn any archery for the role of Ellie?’” I read it aloud, looking at Bella at the end, tapping my non existent nails on the cards in my hand that we had previously written down our unscripted questions.

“I tried, I mean you tried to teach me” Bella laughed slightly at the afternoon I tried to teach them what my dad taught me, and how badly it went, “But no, it’s just.. no.”

“Yeah, I remember you snapped it against your wrist” I laughed holding the cards up to hide it.

“Moving on” They groaned rolling their eyes, “From, Daniel H, on Instagram, ‘Did you manage to steal anything off set Y/N?”

“…” I just let out a laugh before composing myself, “Everything on that set is so expensive, so I think if I were to steal anything, I would get shot. That said… I might’ve taken a certain bracelet…if you know you know.”

“You heard it here folks, Y/N is a thief” They told the camera bringing their lips into a thin line, before looking at me and shaking their head.

“Don’t even pull that one Bella, Ellie’s converse are literally in my wardrobe from when you stole them” I pointed at them, my rings clinking together.

“Wow! Way to out me.” Bella laughed and adjusted their rolled up sleeves.

“We go down together darling.”

***

“Ooo unscripted, let’s be having it, ask me anything Bella.” I challenged turning my body to face them.

“Hmm okay, I actually wanna know this one, when did you realise you weren’t heterosexual?” They asked, before moving that card to the back of the pile.

“Damn, loaded question, I honestly can’t even remember, there’s a lot of women to thank for that,” I smiled, “But I think I was about 13 and I was watching ‘Bend it like Beckham’ and I saw Kiera Knightley or Jade West… has a uh, special place in my heart”

“I’ve actually never seen that film, but I have seen her in Pirates Of The Caribbean and I don’t blame you” They laughed slightly and shrugged.

“We’ll watch it.” I told them and nodded, “Okay, okay, from Mason M on Instagram, ‘What was your favourite non action scene to shoot?’”

“Wow, I like that one, hm, maybe the weed room scene” They mumbled scratching the back of their neck and side eyeing me, to which I let out a laugh, “No no, I think….I think the farm scenes were quite fun, they were cute, or the scene where Ellie finds out Maisie is pregnant”

“Aw I liked that one too” I smiled, and bounced my knee, something I usually did in interviews due to how uncomfortable cameras made me, ironic isn’t it?

“Yeah, the ‘Don’t worry it’s not yours’ always gets me” We both laughed and mumbled to eachother, stuff the camera definitely isn’t picking up on.

“I did like the farm scenes though, especially the one where they’re dancing in the kitchen” I smiled and looked at them with a knowing look, knowing the two of us do that quite alot, randomly dancing around the kitchen to Alexa, while the other is doing something.

“Yeah, that one’s cute” Bella nodded and saw another unscripted pop up on the screen to the side of the camera.

“Unscripted.” I smiled and picked up my cards flopping through them and sighing at how none of them are exciting anymore, so I put them down and brought a hand to my bottom lip messing with it like I usually did while in thought, “See I already know everything about you, so I’m really only asking this for people watching.”

“True true”

“Okay, if the apocalypse were to break out tomorrow, who would you want with you and why?” I asked with a shrug, knowing the question wasn’t good but giving up.

“You. Probably” They squinted closing one eye as they looked at me, messing with one of their earrings.

“Really? Why?”

“Well I mean, you’re good at archery, and you’re pretty much a real life version of my character so I think my odds are better with you, plus, as corny as it sounds I don’t think I’d last without seeing you” They smiled with a shrug laying the cards face down in their lap now.

“Aw that was so cringy but I loved it. And love, you are giving me way too much credit” I laughed.

“Okay who would you not want to be with if it happened?” They asked crossing a leg over their other one resting their ankle on their knee.

“Ki, probably” I scrunched my nose up, knowing he would probably agree but still pretend to be hurt.

“Yeah, he’s not apocalypse material”

“He’s really not. If you don’t know Ki plays Jesse in the show, who is a badass yeah, but Ki is the total opposite. No hard feelings though, love you bro” I laughed as Bella did too both of us covering our smiles with the cards, “Dude cried watching Mamma Mia.”

***

“Last question for both of us here. ‘When did you realise you were interested in eachother and who made the first move?’” They read it out to which I just bought my fingers to the bridge of my nose, Bella and I were quite open about our relationship, but I was an expert at showing the fans everything but nothing, never truly showing them anything other than a random photo here and there.

“When did you realise you liked me?” I asked, a question I already knew the answer to, a question I asked months ago while we were half awake in bed.

“The moment I met you” They smiled slightly eyes trained on me now, from my hair in a messy bun with curled pieces hanging down and framing my face, and falling out of the bun, to my dark green waistcoat, down to my rings and my matching trousers.

“Go on”

“We first met a day before we had to film the snowball fight scene, and we had to do that bonding thing, and you came over and introduced yourself to me with so much confidence and I remember just thinking ‘this girls so cool’ and I was just infatuated” They cringed.

“I acted confident but I was so nervous” I told the camera.

“Why were you nervous?” They asked me looking at me like I had two heads.

“Because I thought you were cute” I replied tilting my head and looking at them, their brown eyes I could get lost in every time.

“I swear I hate you sometimes” They groaned as they rubbed their cheeks to hide the smile that just wouldn’t go away from the camera.

“No you don’t” I winked and we both looked back at the camera.

***

“Thanks to Moviefone for having us. I now want a McDonalds so I will meet you in the car” I told them before standing up and walking off to grab my bag from the chair behind the cameras and directors of the interview.

“I…” Bella watched me walk away leaving them on their own in front of the camera, to which they let out a laugh, “She serious?”

Once they said their goodbyes, they walked over to me shaking their head and nudging me.

A/N: Using they/them pronouns for a fan fiction is still new to me, so please bare with me, and if there’s any gendered pronouns in there please ignore them. Anyway I had this idea, that sounded better in my head but here you go none the less.

[bella-buggied]

Jealous bella x reader please!!!!

ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ - ʙᴇʟʟᴀ ʀᴀᴍsᴇʏ

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. 

[enamoredwithbella]

If the entertainment industry doesn’t man up and make a project where Bella Ramsey and Tom Holland play siblings I’m calling the police or doing it myself

Look at them, they’re twins

(The text is pink cause for some reason no other color is showing up)

[angelic-abbie]

- DARLING

bella ramsey x reader

using they/them pronouns

inspiration from @dilfbuckymyhips

you were on the couch laying down on your side watching tv. bella was behind you with a arm wrapped around your waist, you and bella have been dating for a while and you loved it but dating an actor can be hard.

today as one of the lucky days where they were off on the same day you were. you guys decided not to go out and just stay in and watch tv.

without realizing you pick up their hand and started to mess with their fingers and some of the rings that they still had on. you had anxiety and the only thing that can really help you is fidgeting. bella knew this and knew that it helped you so they don’t say anything.

you were starting to zone out focusing on the hands and rings in front of you. bella always looked down at you whenever you all were doing anything, cooking, sitting, literally anything. so, when they looked at you and saw you were too fixated on their hands then the show they laughed.

“what? why are you laughing?” you questioned, feeling offended when you realized they was laughing at you.

“nothing… nothing” bella denied and shook their head.

you didn’t believe them so you kept asking.

“what were you laughing at?”

“nothing, darling” bella assures you. you stopped hearing the nickname. you always got nervous when they called you that.

“don’t. you know how i feel about that nickname,” you told them in a serious tone but obviously joking. bella smiled knowing their planed worked,to get you to stop talking.

“i didn’t say anything… darling”

you groaned looking away back at they screen trying to make them think you are mad at them. they started to laugh again wrapping their arm tighter around you, pressed tightly to their chest. you start to close your eyes after you feel their hand run through your hair.

you try to make yourself stay awake, but you can’t. so you turn around and wrap your arms around bella’s waist and bury your head into their chest inhaling their scent. bella laughs and presses a kiss to your head.

you start to fall asleep and the last thing you heard before you fall asleep was

“goodnight darlin’”

✰︎

@daffodil0darling @poeverse

[insxghtt]

reschedule — bella ramsey x reader

All you wanted was to go back in time.

warnings: hurt/comfort. i used they/them pronouns for bella (bc i see that it's what pedro uses) and it was kind of difficult bc english is not my first language so if i got anything wrong i apologize. also bella said that they don't rlly care abt pronouns so i guess if i use she/her or he/him is ok right? idk let me know in the comments.

this was based on two requests: "hi babe can you write bella ramsey x reader where reader and bella are in a relationship but reader believes bella will leave them and bella reassures reader that they love them sm" / "bella and reader have a massive fight and reader thinks it’s a breakup but then bella comes and they makeup?"

You and Bella had been together for three years and not even once you doubted that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with them. Bella was everything you’ve ever wanted. They were kind, funny, beautiful, and most importantly, they always made sure to make you feel loved. 

You knew how important their career was to them and you respected that. The Last of Us was a huge success and Bella was out a lot, doing interviews and even getting new jobs. You were so proud of them and just seeing that sparkle in their eyes was enough to make you forget any problem you had going on. 

Well, you had a few problems going on. You just released your second book and the book launch was awesome, except for a little detail. Bella wasn’t there. 

It’s okay, you thought. They were busy with work. It happens. But just because it happens doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt a bit. Especially when you found out that they didn’t show up because of an interview. Interviews can be rescheduled. Especially when it was someone like Bella. Pedro rescheduled an interview two times a while ago just because his sister needed some help with the children. He said that family always comes first. 

It was your second book. You had been writing it for two years, working every single detail of it. It was a big deal. Maybe she didn’t see you as family, you thought. That was when all the problems became to appear. All your insecurities, all your internal conflicts. You spent the whole book launch overthinking every part of your relationship. 

When you got home, you knew Bella would be there. They had your key and asked if they could go to your place after the interview. You said yes, of course. Didn’t matter if you were slightly hurt, you just wanted to be with them. 

“Hey! How was it?”, Bella smiled when they saw you walk inside the apartment. 

“It was good”, you smiled back and gave them a big hug. “I missed you so much.” 

Bella laughed at how muffled your voice was because of the way your face was hidden on the curve of their neck. “I missed you too, darling.” 

You let them go and they gave you a quick kiss. “I’m hungry. And really, really, tired.” 

“I know. It’s why I ordered some pizza”, they pointed to the box on the center table in front of the couch. 

“Oh, you’re the best!”, you throwed your body on the comfortable couch and sighed. “Is it pepperoni?” 

“Yes...”, they sat next to you and grabbed one piece, giving it to you. 

“Thank God... I mean, I know you’re like, a hater of meat eaters, but...” 

“I’m not a hater!” 

“You are kind of a hater. It’s why I appreciate this”, you grabbed the slice of pizza. 

Bella grabbed one slice of the other pizza, the one without meat, and looked at you. You two smiled at each other and toasted the slices before eating it. 

The time went by and considering how hungry the two of you were, it didn’t take long for the pizza to disappear. Between one bite and another, you told Bella about the event. You told everything, like you wanted them to see it. You really wanted them to see it. And when Bella realized it, they felt terrible for not being there. 

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.” 

“You already said that”, you laughed and held their hand. 

You were with your head laid on their shoulder and you felt them kissing your hair. 

“No, I mean it.” 

You raised your head to look at Bella. “It’s fine, you were working.” 

“You’re not mad at me?” 

“No!”. 

You were a little mad, but it would pass. There was no reason to ruin that moment with a stupid argument. They were sorry, that’s all that mattered to you. 

“At least you read my book, it’s more than what my own mother did, so...”, you joked. 

But Bella didn’t laugh. In fact, they gulped. 

“You read it, right?” 

The response was the silence. All the walls you used to hide how disappointed you were collapsed right there. 

“You didn’t even read my book?”, you dropped their hand. 

“I was going to...” 

“I gave it to you, like, a month ago.” 

“I was going to read it, I swear! It’s just that there were so many things going on that I...” 

“Oh my God”, you stood up from the couch. “You really don’t care, do you?” 

“What?”, they stood up as well. “Of course I do!” 

“Yes, of course you do, but never as much as you care about your own work!” 

Both of you were angry now. Bella was feeling offended. It wasn’t like they were terrible all the time, Bella was always doing the best to make you happy. 

“Are you kidding me?” 

“No, Bella, it’s just the truth.” 

“Imagine if I told you that every time you say no when I invite you to an event, how would you feel?” 

“It’s different, Bella. You’re great at what you do.” 

“And so are you!” 

“It’s not the same thing!”, you yelled. “People love you. You’re successful.” 

“So what? You want me to not be good at my job?” 

“No, damnit! What I'm trying to tell you is that we’re different. You’re on, like, a thousand tv shows”, you pointed at her and then at yourself. “My biggest achievement was a book written three years ago and after that, all I do is sit and watch while the world around me continues to move.” 

Bella stood silent, waiting for you to finish with tears in their eyes. 

“The one thing that kept me going was this stupid plot I had in my mind during a shower, a stupid plot that I worked so fucking hard for two years. You were there, you saw it! I fucking cried myself to sleep wondering if I would ever do anything good again”, you dried your tears with the sleeve of your sweater. “And I finally did it! I did it, and it’s so good, and I wanted you to be there so you could see how good I am. I wanted to give you a reason to be proud of me!” 

When you were done talking, Bella didn’t say anything. They didn’t even look at you. 

“I think I should go”, they said. 

“You’re going to leave? Really?” 

“I just...”, they sighed. “I need to be alone now.” 

Bella gave you no time to say anything. They grabbed their bag that was on the corner table next to the door and left. 

“Yeah, that is really fucking mature, Bella!”, you yelled before the door was closed and they were gone. 

The morning after that night was awful. You and Bella never had a fight like that. You tried to call them 2 times since you woke up, but it was useless. At first, you thought they were asleep, that’s why they haven’t answer. But the day went by, the night came again, and they still gave you no answer. Talking to their mom, you found out where Bella was. 

“Locked in their room”, she said through the phone. 

“Okay, can I talk to them?”, you asked nervously. 

“Did you guys have a fight?” 

“Ah...”, you were not sure you wanted to talk about this. 

“Alright, you don’t have to tell me”, she calmed you down. “Bella asked me to say that they’re busy, if anyone called.” 

Shit, they were going to break up with you. 

“I though Pedro and Bella were supposed to be on a tv show today.” 

“Bella rescheduled.” 

Okay, so whatever Bella was doing, it was more important than you, apparently. 

“Oh...” 

Bella’s mom sighed. She knew the two of you enough to tell that something was off. 

“Honey don’t worry”, she said. “I’m sure you guys will figure this out.” 

It didn’t feel like it. 

“Okay”, you agreed. “Thank you, I'll try to call them again later.” 

“Bella loves you very much, you’ll be fine.” 

You thanked her again before hanging up. Not a second after that, you got a message from Pedro, answering one of your texts asking about Bella. 

“They didn’t say anything to me. Just that something came up and that it was urgent, so we had to reschedule the interview.” 

You couldn’t stop a tear from rolling down your cheek as you typed. 

“I think they’re gonna break up with me” 

Pedro was fast to answer that one. 

“Bella is crazy for you. Shut up.” 

You let out a sad laugh. Pedro was so sure of it that you were a bit jealous of that confidence. Bella never did that before. Honestly, it felt like it was already done. You could imagine them coming to your apartment to pick up their stuff and you could see yourself begging for them to stay. Were you being dramatic? Maybe, but it felt real. 

You laid on your couch, curled up in a ball of blankets that smelled like Bella. It was funny how much you missed them, considering that you saw each other last night. But this was different, this time they didn’t say the ‘I love you’ that they always said before leaving. No, they said ‘I need to be alone’. 

That was it? Three years of relationship thrown away because of a book. 

The sound of the doorbell brough you back to earth in a flinch. You stood from the couch and stared at the door. What if it was them? You didn’t want to hear it right now. You couldn’t handle it. Not now. 

“I know you’re in there, the lights are on.” 

Shit. It was Bella. Trying to be silent, you reached for the light switch and turned it off. 

“Did you just turn the lights off?” 

“No...”, you answered, soon closing your eyes and hating yourself for being so fucking stupid. 

With no other options, you walked to the door and opened it. 

“Why did you kill him?”, Bella asked. 

They had dark circles around their eyes and on their hands, was the book you gave them. Your book. 

“What?”, you were still trying to process it. 

Bella entered the apartment without even asking. “Why did you kill him? Do you know how sick and twisted this is?!” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“Your book!”, they pointed at it. 

You closed the door and continued to stare at them without having any idea of what was going on. “You read it?” 

“I read the first two pages last night and just couldn’t stop”, they said, gesticulating every word in excitement. “Why did you kill him? Do you know how much I cried?” 

And then you realized. She was talking about the main character on your book. 

“Well, I...” 

“I mean, do you have a problem with happy endings? This is the best book I've ever read, and you had to kill my favorite character?” 

You didn’t know what to say. “How did you finish it so fast?” 

“I was up all night.” 

Oh, so that’s why... 

“And you didn’t even think of, I don’t know, check your fucking phone?”, you yelled. “I thought you were going to break up with me!” 

Bella finally stopped talking and looked at you with confusion in their eyes. 

“Why would I break up with you? I love you.” 

You breathed in relief and closed your eyes. “You dumbass”, you whispered before wrapping your arms around their waist on a tight hug. 

Bella was still confused, but they hugged you back and ran their fingers through your hair. “I’m so sorry I made you think that.” 

You raised your head to look at them. With all the tenderness in the world, Bella touched your cheeks and kissed you on the lips. All the worries, all the sadness, it was all gone. When they pulled away, their arms were still around your neck and your faces were still close. 

“So that's what you were doing?”, you asked with the smile on your lips that Bella loved so much. They nodded. “And you cried?”, Bella nodded again. “Good.” 

Bella laughed and gave you another kiss. “I should’ve been there. And I should’ve read it the same day you gave it to me...” 

“It’s fine.” 

“Shut up, let me finish”, they interrupted, and you let out a laugh. “I am so proud of you. You’re so good at everything you do and this book...”, Bella sighed. “This book is just heartbreaking, perfect, sad, beautiful, thrilling...” 

“Yes, I got it”, you giggled, already blushing from so many compliments. 

“Exciting, original, sensational, fantastic...” 

“Okay!”, you covered their mouth with your hand. “You loved it, I get it.” 

Bella tried to say something, so you removed your hand. 

“Are we good?”, they asked. 

You answered it with another kiss. 

“Okay, I think we’re good”, Bella smiled. 

“Yes. Yes, we are.” 

[x-aefx]

★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.

[williamswifey]

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.