#bella ramsey fanfic

[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.

[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. 

[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.

[lias-writings]

Feminine girlfriend headcannons

request: no

pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

tw: fluff, feminine!reader, mentions of public affection, mentions of men,

summary: headcannons of Bella having super feminine girlfriend <3

a/n: before anything, i do not want people to think I am gendering makeup, dresses etc. “feminine” becase idk how else to call it and regardless of if you’re a female/male/non-binary you can dress/wear makeup how ever you want, okay I hope you understand, enjoy<33

masterlist

🎀 first of all I just know bella would love watching you getting all dolled up even to just go shopping

🎀 bella being hot, rich actor would definitely spoil you as much as he can, they would buy you any clothes or makeup you desire

🎀 sometimes she would let you do their makeup or skincare but just becase he can’t say no to you

🎀 I feel like bella would love when you wear mini skirts/dresses, but hate when others, especially men are staring!!

🎀 even tho your closet is mostly pastel-coloured, you love wearing bella’s baggy tomboy t-shirts

🎀 and they would love you wearing them even more

🎀 most of the time bella’s amazed with the magic you can do with makeup or the complicated hairstyles you’re able to create on your head

🎀 whenever you get the opportunity you love to curl their hair cuz they look amazing with the waves (the gif🧎🏿‍♀️)

ANYWAY

🎀 bella loves to show you off so whenever she has some event going on, they take you to the red carpet with her and always make sure you two are matching

🎀 if you are also famous she’s at all of your important events/premieres!!

🎀 one of bella’s love languages is gift giving so whenever he sees you admiring a new bag or a fancy dress, few days later you have it laying on your bed in a gift bag/box with a small gift-card from your lovely partner <33

🎀 whenever a dude in a public is staring at you they always wrap an arm around your waist and hold you closer to them

🎀 bella loves shopping with you, their favorite part is when you get home and you’re trying on all the stuff you bought putting on a little show

🎀 you have matching bracelets you made for the two of you awwh

🎀 talking about bracelets bella loves buying you a fancy jewelry, they definitely got you a promise ring on your either b-day or anniversary

🎀 let’s stick to the rings; whenever you buy a new ring for bella they wear it for next interview and whenever the interviewer mentions their ring she’s always like “yeah, my gf got me this!”

🎀 bella’s definitely a sucker for thighs so when you’re wearing short skirt it’s hard for them to keep their hands to themselves

🎀 if you’re the type of person that would say “there is nothing in there” while staring at the closet filled to bursting with clothes they’d would just raise an eyebrow and give you one of their comfy grey sweatshirt <33

🎀 matching earrings!!!

🎀 you stealing one of their t-shirts and them asking you after like 6 moths if you don’t know where that t-shirt is

🎀 when you and bella officially announced that you are a couple people were shocked cuz you “didn’t look gay” ( no because how are we fem!lesbians/bi/pan girls supposed to look gay? )

🎀 if you are not famous, you definitely had a social media and dating an actor kinda helped raising the numbers up so you may or may not started thinking about posting grwm’s/makeup tutorials if you do bella’s always commenting something like “first” or “can I get a hi🥺”

🎀 last but not least you two would definitely became the “it couple” as the perfect example of masc! and fem! or some shit like that. 😍

[williamswifey]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella does an at home interview, and you overheard them discussing your relationship while they think you’re asleep.

content warnings ; none

a/n ; i was watching a bella ramsey interview and was inspired so enjoy this 🥹

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you blinked sleepily as your eyes fluttered open, rolling over to your right. while normally your head would gently hit bella’s chest, instead you found yourself brushing against an empty, cold spot.

this woke you up fully as you sat up in confusion. you yawned and stretched, and you could hear bella’s voice coming from the dining room. their voice was loud, much louder than it usually was when they were on the phone attempting to remain quiet while you slept.

however, you noticed bella’s tone was professional, the way they did whenever in public or when doing something work related.

oh.

you remembered last night bella had mentioned an interview early in the morning, and you had been half asleep as you hummed in acknowledgment to their statement.

you frowned. it was a saturday, and you loved saturday mornings with bella. you loved cuddling with them until noon, you loved brushing you teeth side by side. you loved cooking breakfast with them and doing chores while singing, and then rewarding yourselves with lunch and a movie.

however, bella wasn’t there for you to cuddle. the room felt chillier, and your feet softly padded down the hallway of your shared apartment.

you peeked your head out slightly, trying to get bella’s attention so you could wave to them. except bella was so into the interview, they were in their own world. you loved how serious they were about their job, and how respectful they were to interviewers.

you sighed, noticing bella had left a few windows open throughout the hallway. you closed them and went back into your bedroom to grab one of bella’s sweatshirts. it was long and fluffy on the inside and smelled so strongly of bella you could’ve mistaken it for the real thing.

when you returned to the spot you stood moments prior, you noticed bella and the interviewer discussing an entirely new topic: you.

“…yeah, as cringey as it sounds i never really felt i belonged until i met y/n. it was an instant bond—an instant warmth. it sounds cliché, i know, but…my heart was just drawn to her.”

“that’s beautiful,” the interviewer commented, “now tell me, how different do you think your life would be without y/n?”

you heard bella scoff at the question, as if it was a joke.

“i don’t think i could fathom a world without y/n. i definitely wouldn’t be where i am today—she’s pushed me to do the unthinkable.”

“do you think she feels the same way?” the man on the laptop asked.

“i’d hope so,” bella said with a giggle, “i mean, she’s asleep right now but otherwise i’d straight up go and ask her.”

“you live together? how’s that experience been?”

“it was the best decision of my life. getting to wake up next to y/n every morning—being able to see the little things about her, the things i wouldn’t have seen had we not lived together.”

you felt a smile grace your face. you bit down on your lip, and you felt your heart squeeze within your chest.

“your relationship is by far one of the most popular on social media. how have the two of you dealt with being in the spotlight?”

“um…it surprisingly doesn’t affect us much. because yeah—our fans see a lot of our relationship, but it’s really only what we want them to see. there’s still so much to our relationship that’s only for us to have, and that’s what keeps the spark going.”

you grinned to yourself, fiddling with the lose thread on bella’s sweatshirt. you listened for a few more minutes—even after the topic had changed. you loved watching bella at work, but you were exhausted and couldn’t fight the urge to crawl back into bed.

you had fallen asleep again, much to your distaste, though a soft hand running throughout your hair woke you up.

you blinked to see bella above you, smiling down at your sleeping figure. they noticed you stirring awake and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“my sleepy girl,” they said softly, “how did you sleep?”

“good,” you replied, “better now that you’re here.”

your hands interlocked with bella’s, and you remembered everything they said about you. it made your heart flutter as you pulled them impossibly closer.

“i love you, bella. you know that right?”

bella let out a hearty chuckle at your words.

“of course i know that darling, i love you too.”

“you promise?” you asked, sleep still fogging your brain, but your head was clear enough to know that you loved bella more than anything else.

“on my life,” bella whispered back, pulling the blanket over the two of you, ensuring that your saturday morning cuddles were still on track.

[insxghtt]

percentages — bella ramsey x reader

You found the video and now Bella had to deal with it.

warnings: none. just fluff.

this was not requested but i just had to do it. it's short, but i did my best ok? and remember that english is not my first language, so i'm really sorry if there's any mistakes.

Bella was sitting in the kitchen island eating her cereal like every morning. Suddenly, you show up on the kitchen with your phone on your hands. Bella couldn't see it, but you were already recording. 

"Babe, are you busy?", you asked. 

"No, why?" 

"I wanna show you something I learned, I think you're gonna love it", you smiled, and they just nodded. 

You positioned your phone on the balcony. Bella looked at the screen and realized that they were showing up on the corner of the screen, but it didn't bother them. They knew you liked to record tiktoks and they even found it cute. It wasn't like you were making tiktoks with them all the time, but occasionally you liked to try those couple trends. 

But then: Bella's worst nightmare. "Percentages" started to play, and they watched as you copied the exact same choreography as the video. 

They covered their eyes for a moment, not believing that you had found that video. Then, they went back to watch you dancing to the music. 

"Oh gosh, please don't", Bella got up and stopped right behind you, but you continued to dance. 

You could see her face on the screen and couldn't hold your laughter, but you tried your best to remember every move. 

"Oh my gosh, stop!", Bella touched your shoulder, but you didn't stop, so they proceeded to hold your waist, making you laugh even more. "Stoooop it!" 

You finally stopped dancing and turned to face them. 

"You liked it?", you asked. 

Bella stared at your pinky cheeks from the dancing. Their arms were still holding you close, and your faces were close now. God, you were just perfect. They smiled while staring at your lips. 

"You're an idiot." 

"But you love me." 

"Yes. Yes, I do love you." 

[lilpotatjj]

A/N: I can't belive this is happening. I just thought to give it a try and honestly it was so hard to write that BUT I read so much other Bella smut....here we go. This is my first smut and I think I only write another smut with requests cause I can't tell how often I was hiding under my blanket in shame. It's so different writing a smut story or reading good smut.

So if you guys want some naughty stuff request me.

WARNING: soft smut, fingering, no big things, just cute slice of live between Reader/Fem!Reader x Bella

Summery: Bella comes home from the set after a long day of filming and is completely exhausted, also have lots of wounds caused of the action. It didn't go quite as she had imagined and she had to keep repeating the same scene. You notice her mood and want to do everything to make her feel better.

Wordcount: 900

Proofread: Nope

Sweetn' Hot Steam (18+)

With a jerk, the door to your flat slams shut and all you hear is an annoyed gasp.

Bella enters completely exhausted, takes off her glasses and removes her scrunchie from her hair.

"todays filming was rough huh?" you stand up and walk towards her. "please don't remind me anymore....I have a bunch of bruises and abrasions from fighting" Bella grabs the back of her neck and rubs it.

"what fight scene?" you stand behind her and massage her neck.

"Nora vs Ellie.....too much running....too much knife action. I mean it was fun but something always didn't fit and we had to keep repeating" Bella looks behind you without turning.

"Sounds exhausting but you did good babe" You start kissing her neck which Bella obviously enjoys.

"I'm going to take a shower" She walks towards the bathroom and grabs a towel.

"I'll come with you and check your injuries. We don't want anything to get infected unnoticed" You grin and close the bathroom door behind you.

"my right arm hurts pretty bad....I don't know how many times I've pulled out my knife today and tried to kill Nora" Bella tries to take off her hoodie and fails miserably. "It's OK, I'll help you" You slowly pull on the sleeves and manage to take it off. Aside you first see the extent of today's filming.

"oh baby you look....good...?" you smirk and slowly stroke over the individual bruises and discover one or two abrasions.

"ohman I just want to take a shower and get rid of the dirt...I look like shit" Obviously uncomfortable with the idea of showing herself to you, she continues to undress. "I'll turn on the shower and come in with you" you also undress and look at her legs, which are completely covered in bruises.

"don't worry sweety I still love you" you go into the shower together and the warm water runs over both your bodies. You take a closer look at her wounds and crouch down to her leg injuries. "It looks really painful..." You grab one of your sponges and start gently wiping the sensitive skin, noticing that she gets goose bumps right away, and gently continue.

"feels good...." Bella closes her eyes a little and enjoys every touch of yours.

You start to kiss her gently and lovingly on her thighs and immediately notice that she flinches a little. The sponge moves up to her belly without stopping to kiss her thighs. "Y/N....." Bella looks at you in a daze and your kisses continue to move towards her centre.

Once there, you suck on her clit and she almost loses her grip on her legs. "feels so good...." She mumbles and grips your hair tightly with her fingers while you elicit a low moan from her again and again.

You only stop to continue at her chest, very tenderly and gently, sucking on her nipples. She puts her head back against the wall and closes her eyes to surrender more to the feeling after that rough day.

"relax baby" you kiss your way up to her neck and suck lovingly, grabbing her hair and getting greedier and greedier. The reason Bella is so wet is not because of the shower. Your hand gently strokes her sensitive spot, causing her soft moans to intensify.

You can't stop kissing her and keep biting her neck only to lick it apologetically afterwards. One finger penetrates her far too easily, which is why you immediately follow up with another. The neighbours in the hotel room next door can certainly hear how happy you are making her, but that doesn't matter at the moment, because all that matters now is you and Bella.

"you like it huh?" you tease her further,kiss and praise her and speed up your fingers which is the reason she becomes a moaning mess. "just like that....relax sweetheart and just let go all of that crap for today" She is getting almost too close and her legs shaking more and more bringing her on edge of her own universe. "do...don't stop please" she begs pathetically and melting complete in your grip.

The way she's wet even trough the hot water almost drives you crazy, so you have to hold back a lot from playing with yourself. Her moans are impossible to ignore and Bella has trouble catching her breath "your....y...your to...good...." she holds onto your hair with all her might and puts her head in your neck, screaming all her emotions into your ear while she comes all over your hand. "fuck......." You move a little more so she can gasp for air and Bella just hides her face in your neck a little longer. "holy shit...." her whole body still shaking, you hold her tight, stroking her back. "love you so much" she kisses your lips tenderly and the hot water still pours all over your hot bodys and the whole bathroom is full of hot steam. "I feel so much better" she smiles into the kiss. "have only tended your wounds..." you break away from the kiss with an amorous smile. "love you too my everything"

[adorethedistance]

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

General Masterlist

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

Words: 2697

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

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

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

“Y/n.”

“Hm.”

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

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

“Then you’ve got to answer.”

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

“Booooo.”

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

“That’s a cop-out!”

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

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

“My hands are tied-”

“No, they are not it’s your show!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You play Dina, correct?”

“I do, yes.”

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

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

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

“Yeah, I’m totally good.”

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

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

“Yeah, you really seem to like them.”

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

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

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

“Apparently.”

“So what do I do?”

“What do you mean?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’d I miss?”

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

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

“Are you okay?”

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

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

Moment of truth.

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

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

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

“Mhm.”

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

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

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

“Of course I like you back.”

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

“I made it pretty obvious.”

“No, you didn’t!”

“We spent Valentine’s day together.”

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

“But-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Got it, sorry.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[youareabird]

Zoom Interview

You sat at your desk in your small room, the computer directly in front of you. The luminescent light flowed off of your features, brighting them up. The computer 'dinged', signifying that you'd be let out of the Zoom waiting room soon.

Your manager, along with everyone else, had signed everyone up for a mass Zoom interview. Finding it easier for eveyones schedules rather than cramming into a room. Your phone buzzed from beside you, looking down at the notification. You smile.

From: Jelly Belly Are you ready?

Typing a quick, "Yes, r u?" Back to them, you set your phone back down. The screen changed from a plain black to one that was filled with familiar faces.

"Hello everyone! Is the connection good before we start?" the interviewer asked. They received a crowded, 'Yes' from all the attendees.

"Alright - before we begin, can everyone state their name and character?" she said.

A small silence filled the call as people debated silently who would go first, finally stepping up, Pedro begins. "I'm Pedro Pascal - I play Joel Miller." He said.

"I'm Anna Torv, I play Tess Servopoulous."

"Lamar Johnson - Henry Burrell."

"Bella Ramsey - Ellie Williams."

"Nico Parker - I play Sarah Miller."

"Gabriel Luna - Tommy Miller."

"And I'm Y/N L/N - I play Lor." You finished.

The interviewer smiled widely, "Alright, wonderful! And what were some of the most memorable moments working together?"

Your phone buzzed again. Looking at the screen, you see Bella smiling brightly. Looking down at your phone, you see another text.

'This is going to take forever.'

You smile lightly at the text, liking it before you close your phone, trying to focus on the interview. It buzzed again.

'They don't even know were in the same room'

'Stop texting!' You reply quickly, closing it once again. As you focus back on the interview, you notice that Bella began to talk.

"Honestly, this whole cast had memorable moments, I loved when we all would just lounge around the set after filming." they began, "I have a lot of photos of Y/N just casually sleeping on set, actually. They would find the most random places to sleep, so it was always an adventure to see where they slept."

Everyone laughed at their comment, "And Y/N, what was one of your most memorable moments on set?"

The buzzing of your phone pulled your thoughts away, a picture of you sleeping on the forest ground during a long set.

"Y/N?"

"I'm sorry?" You say, face flustered.

"Memorable moment on set?"

"Oh! right, well, the giraffe was a sight to see. Also, the blossoming friendships between everyone was super memorable." You smile. Nailed it. You thought silently to yourself.

'Look what you made happen!'

'Not my fault you can't pay attention.'

Another photo was sent your way, one showing off Bella and you sleeping on a chair in Jackson. Half of their body was sprawled across yours, back over the handle of the foldable chair. Your elbow was rested on the arm, and they sprawled themselves across, mouth slightly open. You could see a small glisten of drool coming from your mouth

You laugh to yourself as you inspect the photo. You both looked so drained from the days work, didnt even know who took it.

'Favorite cast member'

'What?'

"Alright, well we've heard from everyone but Bella and Y/N -" you shot your head up once you heard your name, "Who're your guys' favorite cast member?"

"Pedro and Y/N" they say quickly, "I love everyone, but I'm closer to them than I am my own family."

"And what about you, Y/N?"

"Well, I love everyone equally. I cant choose a favorite, its like asking a mother who their favorite child was."

Pedro erupts into laughter, the noise causing smiles to break loose on everyones face. "That is such a lie!" he wheezed, face becoming a pale shade of red.

"What?" you ask, confusion layering itself on your face.

"What?" he says mockingly, "You've been texting your favorite cast mate this whole time!"

Your face flushed at his comment, "That's not true!"

"Ouch!" Bella says jokingly.

Nico nods in agreement, "Yeah, we all know you have a thing for them."

Everyone nods in agreement, including Bella. "Okay, you all suck." You say, throwing your hands into the air.

The interviewer smiles at the interaction, "So, Bella, is your favorite?" they ask.

"According to everyone else, I guess so." You say while furrowing your brows, Bellas camera became dark. Sporting only their name over a black screen.

"Bella, is everything alright?" the interviewer asks.

'Ding' Looking down, you see a text,

'Computer froze - give me a second.'

Looking back up to your computer, you inform everyone that their camera froze, that they were fixing the issue. A few minutes passed as you said that the interview continued on as if nothing had happened. They still hadn't returned. Answering a few more questions, everyone waited for the arrival of the teen.

With the interview continuing on, you observed everyone. Their faces smiling and looking like they were holding in laughter. Not knowing what the reason is, you decided to ignore it. Only when hands landed on your shoulders followed by a loud scream, did you understand.

A small yelp flew from your lips as you managed to jump out of your chair, landing flat on your ass as Bella flew quickly to your side. "I am so so sorry, I did not know that would happen." they say quickly.

Laughter erupted from the computer, followed by, 'Oh my gods.' and 'I got that on cameras.' 

"Not funny." You huffed as you took Bellas extended hand, being pulled up with ease.

"Again - I did not know that would happen." They said defensively, wiping the imaginary dust off your legs.

"Did your computer even break?"

"Oh, yeah. I was just lazy and didn't want to fix it." They replied with a lazy smile on their face, "I'll join you."

Carefully going back to your chair, you planted yourself down. Eyes glancing at everyone's little squares that showed off their bright faces.

Expecting Bella to pull up a chair beside you, it threw you off when they decided to sit on your lap. Arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder as they joined into whatever chatter was happen.

Face growing red from embarrassment, you wrap an arm around their waist. Securing her tightly to your side. "Jesus christ." You mumbled.

[mrtwizz]

memories - bella ramsey

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x fem reader

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

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

Word Count: 1.3k

they/them pronouns used for Bella :)

Note- i wrote this instead of my research paper teehee

bella ramsey masterlist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 “Hey Bells, what’s up?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Huh?” 

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

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

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

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thank you for reading lovelies, feedback is greatly appreciated &lt;3

[riaspeaks]

can u do jealous bella x reader?

jealous girl b.r.

wc:842

cw: jealous Bella, slight possessiveness if you squint and some daddy issues

something short cause finals are killing me

You and Bella had been friends for a while now, and you had always felt something different between you two. you guys had first met on the late late show with James Cordon. there to promote your latest show you were excited to meet Bella the star of the last of us which was one of your favorite video games. After that, you guys had just clicked and ever since then you guys were very close your father would probably say too close. you weren't sure if it was romantic feelings or just a close friendship. you knew you were lesbian and that you liked girls but you couldn't help the small part of you that knew you had feelings for them. So instead you pushed those feelings away and pretended they were just loving friend feelings instead of romantic ones.

you and Bella were at a party when someone started hitting on you. It was a girl that you had only spoken to a couple of times and premiers and such. “Hey, do you mind if I buy you a drink?” she said but you knew better you were already tipsy at this point and you didn't want to go home drunk and suffer from a hangover tomorrow. So you politely declined her offer ad fell into a friendly conversation. At least friendly on your part while she continued to shamelessly hit on you. After a while, someone caught her attention and she left.

After she had left, Bella walked over to you, her expression serious. "Can we talk?" she said, gesturing towards a quiet corner of the room. She grabbed your hand leading you toward the corner.

You followed her, like a lost puppy looking at her feeling nervous and unsure of what was about to happen. "What's wrong, Bella?" you asked. Earlier that night she had been as happy as ever. You two had arrived together hanging out beforehand “pregaming” as Bella had called it which consisted of you two hanging out at Bellas's apartment cuddling on the couch in a more than friendly manner.

Bella took a deep breath before looking straight into your eyes. She had a certain look in her eyes, a look that you had only seen once before. It was when you told her that you had gotten asked on a date by the barista at your guy's favorite coffee shop. After that, you guys never returned Bella insisting the barista was a “weird pervert” 

“I know we've been friends for a while, but I have to be honest with you. I've had feelings for you for quite a while” she said with undeniable confidence as if she had practiced it in the mirror many times.

Your heart skipped a beat at her words, and you felt a sense of relief that she had finally said something. "Bella, I have feelings for you too," you said, your voice much less confident than hers. You weren't sure whether this was some kind of sick joke or if she was serious.

Bella's face lit up with a smile, and she took your hand in hers. "Really?" she said, her whole face lit up now compared to her rather serious demeanor from earlier.

You nodded, feeling a sense of joy wash over you. Before you had the time to overthink again Bella leaned in and kissed you. It was like she could read your mind not even bothering to give you the chance to deny her feeling. 

As you pulled back, Bella looked at you with a tooth-eating grin. She paused for a moment and you saw a flash of doubt in her eyes, “So we're together now?” She asked with a slight look of confusion.

You smiled at her, you weren't sure how this would play out being your first sapphic relationship but you were excited to see how it would go. In the back of your mind, you knew that it would be great you didn't know whether it was just the excitement but the other part of you knew that it might not have the best ending but at the moment all that you could feel was the happiness Bella brought you.

After this day you and Bella were inseparable, always together you guys learned every little detail about each other and formed an inseparable bond making you buy not only partners but also best friends. The only con about this new relationship is your father. He had always been a horrible person and an even worse father but you over time had accepted it and tried to fix your relationship with him.

However, when you and Bella began dating he began belittling you for being lesbian and dating someone who didn't conform to gender stereotypes. After a while, you got sick of him and finally decided to cut him off. Bella was there to comfort you and bring you a sense of security. She always made you feel loved and you hoped that she would always be there to make you feel better.

[guacala]

premiere, bella ramsey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“vibe?” you ask.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“thank you so much,” Bella says.

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

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

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

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

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

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

[bella-buggied]

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

Thank you!!!

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pairing: bella ramsey x actress!reader

warnings: slut shaming, misunderstandings

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

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

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

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

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

You were okay with that too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And yet they were catching up.

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

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

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

You weren’t so sure you wanted that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wonderful!”

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

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

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

“Is it true you and Bella broke up?”

“How is single life going for you?”

“Is it true you cheated on her?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not when they left you like that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[lias-writings]

The making of The Last of Us

pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, established relationship, pet names, fluff, mention of hickeys, little jealousy

summary: just a few cute moments shared between you and your partner bella during the filming TLOU<33

a/n: hi! so sorry I couldn’t pos this sooner but here we are, I had a really hard week and i finally managed to finish this today anyway thanks to everyone who voted it was helpful, I hope you have a nice day/night and im going to sleep, love ya, enjoy!! <3

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before you two started dating:

you and bella were the only people around your age during most of the filming a spending 3 months together filming and still had like 8 more to go you just grew closer and gained sort of feelings for each other. both of you were too shy to admit something and the fear of making things awkward wasn’t really handy.

when pedro after weeks finally made bella confess to you, you couldn’t be happier, you were about to spend another months with your now partner working on a tv show you’ve grown to love- what a dream, right?

~~~~~~~

“get a room”

you were sitting on the grass, near the set, enjoying the sun. you haven’t seen much of it while working in canada so you were grateful for every sunny day.

re-reading your lines for scene you were supposed to film next and making sure you remember them correctly you heard footsteps behind you. you didn’t even had to look and you already knew who that is.

feeling two hand wrapping around your waist made it even more obvious to you.

“hi.” bella whispered in your ear gently. you could swear you heard his smile.

“hey.” you said back.

“what are doing love?” they asked while you turned your head to face them

“just reading the lines.” you answered holing eye contact with her and after few seconds of looking at each other with heart eyes and stupid smiles you felt his lips kissing your and you kissed back, almost immediately.

little kisses turned into a make out session but you two still held a little back, knowing anyone could be walking around.

after few seconds you felt bella’s hands back on your waist so instinctively put yours around their neck.

“jesus! seriously, get a room, you two are making single people cry.”

and that was all it took you and bella to open your eyes and almost jump from each other (you would if y’all weren’t sitting ofc).

“pedro, I swear to god, grow up!” you yelled with a smile creeping on your face. bella just chuckled and shook her head in amusement.

“yeah, yeah whatever, now get up we have a work to do, you can make out later.” the man said and started walking towards the set, which was few meters away.

~~~~~~~~~

me? jealous? never!

a/n: lily’s not an actual actress from tlou I completely made her up for the story !! she/her pronouns used for lily :)) oh!! and bcs the 2nd most voted was jealous!bella hear is a short one and longer, better, is on its way !!!

so you and bella have been dating for a few months and everything is great. a few weeks ago you started filming new episode, which means new people on the set. you got friends with a girl named lily, who’s playing a background character and it’s going good so far.

you would never claim yourself as an oblivious person, you always could tell when people tried to hit on you, but this time, you were completely blind.

lily had a crush on you even before you started filming but seeing you in person made her fall for you even more. she knew you were in relationship with bella (I mean you two made it really obvious) and she knew it was wrong from her to like you but she couldn’t help herself.

she started with just small talks with you during the breaks or between each takes, she would even became friends with bella.

after few days she asked you to hang out, you being a perfect gf obviously told bella, who didn’t really mind because lily seemed nice to them as well.

after few weeks of your friendship with lily bella finally figured out what’s all this about but he didn’t want to seem possessive so she haven’t said anything.

they even wouldn’t if you weren’t completely oblivious and didn’t keep on hanging out with lily.

you of course noticed that bella has been more affectionate when people were around and that they haven’t been as nice to lily as they used to. (not that lily was nice to bella, she sort of ignored them whenever you were around)

“don’t you see that? she’s totally into you!” bella said not really calmly after you confronted her about her behaviour.

“what are you talking about? bella, she’s my friend.” you answered confused.

“she doesn’t wants to be friends with you, the way she looks at you, touches your arms whenever you’re around, or when she’s flirting with you? in front of me? that’s not friendship.” bella says back as if it was completely obvious. (it was)

“bella i-wait, are you jealous?”

“me? jealous? never.”

and that’s when it hit you. bella might be an amazing actor but they can’t lie (at least not to you). you also realised that he was right the whole time. looking back you couldn’t believe you were so blind, maybe you wanted to believe that she’s your friend so bad, you didn’t see the rest of it.

in the upcoming time you made sure that lily gets the hint that you are not interested in her and that you would never choose anyone over bella. (i mean who would, it’s bella)

bella also made sure that lily gets the hint by covering your neck (not just the neck but mainly) in blue and purple bruises, not that it was handy while filming ( your makeup artist wasn’t happy and you better believe that) but it fulfilled its purpose.

a/n: btw!! I might do something like this in future again, i had fun writing it!!

[williamswifey]

hiii i love all of your fics! could i request a bella ramsey x reader where the reader is part of a well known film like stranger things or a marvel movie and everytime bella and them are in an interview they gush about the reader’s character in the other film, which fans notice and think is adorable😭

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella thinks you’re a fantastic actor and rants about it 🤷‍♀️

content warnings ; none, intense fluff

a/n ; sorry for the filler posts lately, i’ve been lacking in the creativity department for actual plots, so plz send in asks to get my creative juices flowing

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stranger things season four recently came out, and being one of the main characters, you had been extremely busy with interviews and premieres.

it was all so exciting, you loved seeing fans reactions to the show. you loved being tagged in fan edits, and you loved replying to dm’s and tweets.

just when the buzz from the recent dropping of the season began to die down, you and bella had been invited for an interview by vogue, to give a tour of your shared apartment while answering questions.

you had gotten the email from your manager while you had been finishing up a load of laundry, and you we’re static. you and bella’s relationship had gone public about a year ago, even though the two of you had been dating for longer.

there wasn’t much content out from the two of you, aside from social media posts. now that you thought about it, you and bella had never actually been in an official interview together.

sure, the two of you had been interviewed during premieres together, and the paparazzi took photos of you two together all the time—you had never actually sat down with them for an interview.

you excitedly walked downstairs, seeing bella curled up on the couch with a book in their hand. their head peeled upwards when you came into their line of vision, a small smile tugging at their lips.

“hi, darling,” they said in a soft voice, patting the spot next to them.

you grinned and laid besides bella, your head resting on their lap. bella began to play with your hair, successfully beginning to lull you into a gentle sleep.

just before you allowed yourself to slip into unconsciousness, your brain reminded you of why you went to find bella in the first place.

you opened your eyes, and rolled over to face bella. you gently pried the book out of their hands, placing their bookmark you bought for them on the page they left off at.

you yawned before you began to talk, causing bella to chuckle at you, poking your cheek.

“i thought you were a sleepy girl,” they said, tilting their head to the side.

“i am,” you said, rubbing at your eyes, before sitting up straight, “but i had something to ask you first.”

“oh?” bella said, their interest suddenly peaking as they leaned forward slightly.

“nothing bad,” you assured, taking their hand as you fiddled with their rings, “but i got an email from my manager, asking about a vogue interview with us. we’d have to answer a few questions about each other while showing them our apartment. i think it’s an awesome idea, but if you don’t want to it’s totally fine and—”

bella noticed you beginning to ramble as they placed their free hand under your chin, your eyes meeting theirs.

“i’d love to.”

you smiled, and made a mental reminder to email your manager back. in the meantime, you resumed your previous spot on bella’s lap, feeling their gentle hands against your hair as you fell asleep.

***

two weeks and days worth of cleaning later, you and bella were sitting on your couch, waiting for the camera crew and interviewer to arrive to your apartment.

your apartment was in the heart of los angeles, so traffic was always pretty intense, especially in the late afternoon. you were attempting to mentally prepare yourself to answer questions while bella scrolled aimlessly on their phone.

eventually, you grew bored of staring into space and looked over bella’s shoulder to see whatever they were doing on their phone. you giggled when you saw bella staring at a photo of you from your most recent press event.

“…bella my love, what are you doing?”

bella grew startled as their phone nearly flew out of their hands, face pink. however, bella wasn’t embarrassed about the fact they were looking at photos of you—in fact, they were proud.

“just looking at photos of you, reminding myself how lucky i am.” bella replied, and your face now turned the shade of pink bella’s was moments ago.

bella was such a sap sometimes.

“you’re cute, you know that?” you said, pressing a few kisses to bella’s face.

you two began to play fight, and a few seconds later, bella had pinned you to the couch, and was kissing your neck playfully while you giggled.

your fun was cut short by the doorbell. you groaned, sliding out from underneath bella as you made your way to the door, quickly fixing your hair and lipgloss.

the interviewer arrived with a camera crew, and you and bella began the tour.

***

after a brief tour of your apartment, the camera crew and interviewer got settled on your couch as they began to prepare you both for the interview.

they promised nothing too invasive or intense—but you weren’t worried. your manager promised your assistant had reviewed and approved every question on the list.

bella seemed to be a bit more jittery, and the obnoxious interviewer clearly took advantage of that—as they decided they’d ask bella a few questions first.

“so, bella,” the interviewer began, turning her attention towards bella, “have you gotten the chance to see stranger things season four yet?”

bella shifted in their seat. you honestly had no idea if they watched it or not, and their reply was a complete surprise.

“i have!” bella replied enthusiastically, beginning to fiddle with their rings the way they did when excited, “y/n was absolutely fabulous, as always. and her character? my god. i’ve never rooted for a protagonist more. y/n’s acting is incredible. sometimes i’d be watching the show in our bedroom while y/n was in the living room reading…and i’d just be like—holy fuck. i live with this person.”

bella’s response to you and your character had you blushing manically. your cheeks were bright pink as you fought back a smile, intertwining your hand with bella’s.

their eyes met yours.

“do you really mean that, bels?” you asked softly, heart fluttering as bella nodded.

“more than anything. but i have to admit, your character is way cooler than you,” bella joked, ruining the moment as you gently shoved their shoulder and playfully stuck their tongue out at them.

bella giggled, the both of you completely forgetting that the interviewer was still there, and the camera was still recording.

the two of you were quick to pull it together again, professional as can be.

“but, yeah,” bella said after a moment, “i saw stranger things and it’s probably my favorite tv show at the moment—but i might also be biased.”

this made a chuckle slip past your lips.

you rested your head on bella’s shoulder as the interviewer glanced at the pair of you.

“now y/n,” the interviewer began, “now i guess it’s your turn. i assume you’ve seen the last of us, so what did you think of it?”

your grinned was so large you felt your cheeks widen. as you opened your mouth to speak, you knew your words would rival bella’s previous in an instant.

[insxghtt]

bella ramsey i just wanna hold your hands and wash your hair and wash your clothes and paint your nails and kiss you good night and make you breakfast every day and-