#maria Salazar x reader

[c0nfessions-of-a-writing-freak]

What Lurks In The Dark

Pairing: Marcus Lopez Arguello x fem!reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warning: Mild cursing, Mild Graphic description of violence

Summary: Paranoia had always been a common occurrence in her life so when the feeling of being watching started to rise in the back of her mind she couldn't tell if it was just a conjured-up feeling or reality. After a heavy night of avoiding anyone and everyone at all costs, a deal is sent her way that she would be a fool to pass up on or maybe a bigger fool for agreeing to it.

(Y/N): Your name

(H/C): Hair colour

(E/C): Eye colour

(F/C): Favourite colour

*Gif does not belong to me

Worn out Converses smacked against the concrete sidewalk as (Y/N) walked through the streets with purpose. Her hands were tucked into the pockets of her oversized hoodie, the back of the (F/C) piece of fabric falling past his skirt and rubbing against the back of her stocking-clad thighs. Her (H/C) was pulled back and out of her face, a few wisps of hair falling out of the tie that kept the rest of her hair back and invading her vision.

(Y/N) tried not to stay in one place for too long, not when she had a doped-up dad with buddies all over the city. It was still beyond herself why she hadn't decided to flee the city yet. Perhaps the only reason she chose to stay was to keep an eye on her mother, but even then there wasn't much the woman was doing that gave (Y/N) a proper reason to stay behind.

She had only ever run into a few people that seem to recognise her. Normally, they would try and ask her if her dad had anything good going around or if she was carrying any on her. There was only one occasion where one of her dad's mates had tried to get physical with her, claiming she had to be brought back to where she belonged. It didn't take much to get the man off of her, mainly because he was drunk and clutching onto a half-empty beer bottle for dear life.

Tonight felt just like any night to begin with as she walked through the streets of San Francisco. She kept her head down and her hood up as she tried not to draw any more attention to herself than a teenage girl walking through the dark streets of San Francisco could get.

It was only when she saw the same boy with a bright green mohawk skate past her for the fourth time that she began to raise her guard. (Y/N) was willing to shake it off at first, but after seeing him a few too many times for comfort she began to realise she was being circled by the boy.

(Y/N)’s pace picked up only slightly along with her heartbeat. Her original plan was to try and lose him in some back alley that ran behind some of the apartment blocks and led back to one of the main roads. But upon further evaluation, it probably wasn’t the best idea to be followed into a back alley, even if she was being followed by a rather flimsy-looking boy that seemed to be around her age.

She had two other options that could work out in her favour, of course, with the possibility that her plans could backfire in her face. Her first option was to wait the boy out and lead him out to the main roads where she could hopefully lose him or he would be detoured because of the uprise in people. The second idea that had come to her mind was to try and meet the boy head-to-head and throw him off his course where she could try and get away from him in his moments of instability.

Both ideas could work out in her favour but just as easily give the green-haired boy the upper hand. In the case where she tried to lose him, he could get to her before she made it to a more crowded area and with the second choice he could overpower her, his looks may be deceiving to something stronger. Neither necessarily worked out in her favour but at least with the first option if she needed to she could make a run for it or later dissolve into the fight she was hoping it didn’t have to come down to.

In her head, the decision had already been made before she could properly think and weigh out her choices.

Turning left, (Y/N) felt the flesh of another hand latching onto her upper arm. Whipping her head around with a few strands of hair flying in the wind, (Y/N)’s eyes landed on the same boy that had been circling her as the night progressed. A choked yelp escaped from behind (Y/N)‘a lips at the sight of the boy, instantly trying to pull her arm away from him once it registered that the limb hanging onto her belonged to him.

“Woah,” The boy quickly called out, a laugh on the tip of his tongue as he planted a foot and held onto (Y/N) a tad bit tighter. Raising his chin a little, the green-haired boy said, “I’m just here for a fun time. You have nothing to worry about.”

“You creep,” (Y/N) quickly exclaimed, her lip curling in disgust. The boy's eyes seemed to widen at (Y/N)‘a words, like what he had said had finally registered in his head for the first time. Trying to keep a steady voice, she said, “Get off of me.”

“No can do, Runaway Legacy,” The boy’s overjoyed voice rang out, a matching unwavering grin plastered on his face. “Need to get you back to King's Dominion so I pass the assignment. I can’t let Lex get a good grade for this assignment this time around or he’ll have two to hold over my head.”

“One, I'm not going anywhere with you and your greasy mohawk,” (Y/N) started, getting cut off by the boy as he made his dissatisfaction known.

“It’s not greasy.”

(Y/N) gave the boy a deadpan at his words, watching as he raised his free hand in surrender and gave her room to speak once more. “Two, I don’t care about Lex or this assignment you claim that I supposedly am. If you want to kill someone, pick a different target. And three, the hill is a 'Runaway Legacy?'"

“I’m not going to kill you,” The boy exclaimed with a mortified gasp. “The whole point of this is to bring you back alive. Master Lin wouldn't have a use for you if we brought you back dead.”

“That’s not helping your case,” (Y/N) said, giving the boy a moment to answer before she kicked the skateboard out from under his foot, sending him skidding back in his moment in surprise. In his fall the boy had let go of her, so with a few steps forward, (Y/N) took control of the skateboard that the boy had just lost.

“Oh, come on!” She heard him call out from behind her as she began to pick up speed. As the boy stumbled to his feet, preparing to run after her he yelled, “Not cool man. Not cool.”

"Looks like your gonna have to go back to Master Lin empty-handed and fail your assignment," (Y/N) shrugged as she looked back at the boy only to find him a few paces from where he had originally fallen, not putting in too much effort to go after her. "I guess Lex is gonna be the one to bring home the gold."

"You would have much rather gone back with me, I promise," He called after her in a sing-song tone making chills shoot down (Y/N)'s spine. "If I don't get you, Lex or someone else will."

Shooting her head back around, (Y/N) focussed on getting away from the creepy boy and out of the part of San Francisco where she currently found herself in. But no matter where she went the feeling of someone watching her stuck with her throughout the night, making her never stay still for too long on the stolen skateboard she had obtained.

In the end, she didn't end up getting too far before another mysterious figure was making their way towards her.

"Oi, you've been assigned," A boy with cornrow braids said as he stepped towards (Y/N). He wore a dark athlete's hoodie with a toothpick between his teeth as his eyes scanned over her, landing on the skateboard beneath her feet where his lips twisted upwards. "Master Lin don't do well tardiness so we gotta move."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," (Y/N) uttered quickly, turning around the boy as she leaned heavily on one side of the skateboard. "As I said to your green-haired freak of a friend, this is an assignment you're gonna have to fail."

A loud scoff rang out from the taller boy. "Don't let any of the Rats hear you speaking about one of their own like that. They're known to not be as friendly as I am."

"I'll keep that in mind," (Y/N) said dryly, her (E/C) eyes half-hooded as she circled the boy. "Note to self, if you ever see someone looming in the dark, ask them if they are a Rat are not. It will certainly work out well in your favour."

A bemused chuckle left the boy's mouth as his shoulders bunched up and his head lowered. He reached up to pluck the toothpick from his mouth and flick it somewhere behind himself. "You're going to have to drop the attitude. That's the sort of thing that gets you killed in King's Dominion."

"Well, as I said to your Rat friend," (Y/N) began, not bothering to look over her should as she escaped from the boy as she already knew he would be lent against the wall behind him, "Master Lin's gonna have to learn that he ain't gonna get everything he wants."

"I would congratulate you for your bravery if what just left your mouth wasn't complete stupidity," The boy called out, not bothered by the ignorance he got in return. "Good luck escaping this one kid. No one gets away from Master Lin."

(Y/N) tried not to pay any mind to what the boy had said, attempting to let the words go through one ear and out the other. But the warnings she got from both strangers were daunting. Once was a coincidence but twice was an omen. And it didn’t take long until that omen was put into play.

Coming to a quick stop, the skateboard whipped out from under her feet as something knocked (Y/N) off her feet after rounding a corner. As she came crashing down a tall boy with blonde hair made his presence known. He spoke with a thick accent as he said, “We were told you were a Legacy, but I don’t see anything but a Rat.”

“Are you sure we’ve got the right girl?” Another voice spoke up with a just as thick accent. Coming to stand next to the taller dude was a girl with curly blonde puffed-up hair. She wore a cheerleader outfit with two dark-shaded pom-poms resting on her hips. “I’m not one to say Master Lin is wrong but this can’t be the girl everyone’s throwing a hissyfit over.”

“Would hate to agree with the emo cheerleader,” (Y/N) started as she stood from the ground, eyes landing on where the skateboard had fallen before looking up at the two blondes in front of her again. The girl had a glare on her face as she watched (Y/N), the title not sitting well with her. “But I think you and your other friends running around have to reevaluate who your stalking and threatening to kidnap.”

"We ain't going to have to kidnap you if you follow along willingly," The girl spoke up, popping a hip to the side as she stared expectedly at (Y/N).

"You see, as much as I would love to make this easy for you both," (Y/N) started to circle the two of them, stopping once she was at their sides and they had turned to face her. Trying to keep the attention on her face, she slowly stretched a foot out until it bumped into the skateboard lightly. Lifting her foot up until it rested on top of the board, she slowly pulled it back towards her. "I was taught not to go with people I don't know. You know, stranger danger."

The girl scoffed while the guy's face seemed to lift slightly. "There is no need to worry about strangers. I assure you, if you are the Legacy Master Lin claims for you to be, I am positive we will be far more than strangers."

"Ew, gross," (Y/N) shook her head, face twisting into disgust as she backed away from him with a few stumbled steps. "As enlightening as this whole interaction has been, I'd much rather decline and be on with my day."

"That's not going to happen, sweetie," The girl said stepping forward. With her steps, her hands moved from her hips, her pom-poms growing two large blades out of each one. (Y/N)'s eyes quickly flickered down to the spikes, taking a gulp as they seemed to glint in the streetlights. "We're allowed to take you back using whatever means necessary, and if that means by force… then so be it."

(Y/N) didn't need to wait another second to figure out what that means. Turning and launching herself onto the skateboard and onto the pathway. Thinking back to her earlier plans, (Y/N) starts to migrate her way back to the more crowded places of San Francisco. Maybe then she would finally be able to escape the several advances of strange teenagers and Master Lin, whomever that may be.

The pair of blondes must have been prepared for (Y/N) to make a run for it since they weren't too far behind her. The skateboard didn't act as much help and she probably would have been better off legging it herself but there was no time to jump off and hope for the best.

At the first sight of a large crowd of people, (Y/N) could feel some relief starting to creep up inside of her. That hope quickly diminished as something sharp pierced through her shoulder. She didn't scream but a deep disgruntled sound tore through her throat as she fell from the skateboard, crashing into a few pedestrians that gave her disgusted looks as they went barreling down with her.

Climbing to her knees, (Y/N) pushed herself up quickly. She crawled forward a step before she was tripping over her feet to stand once again. People parted the way for her as a hand craned back to wrap around one of the blades that had lodged in close to one of her shoulder bones. A steadying breath was taken as she began to inch the blade from her flesh. She kept walking as she tried to pull it out, stuttering in her steps every once in a while as she fought down a wince and had to pause in her movements. When a coalesced hand gripped hers, she turned around quickly, ready to see one of the attendants she had already run into that night. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"What?" (Y/N) questioned as she focused on the boy that had come up behind her. He had dark curly hair that was cut into a short mullet. He wore a black long-sleeved shirt and some jeans, something plain to blend in. In one of his hands was the skateboard (Y/N) had discarded earlier.

"Pulling the weapon that punctured you from the wound," He said as he carefully tore (Y/N)'s hand away from the blade stuck in her shoulder. "It's like basic knowledge at this point."

"I think I was more concerned about getting away from the two lunatics that were chasing after me." (Y/N) watched with narrowed eyes as she pulled her hand away from the boy. "And why do you sound so calm? Anyone else would be a bit more worried about the massive chunk of steel sticking out of my back…"

"Well…" The boy said, bringing a hand up to scratch at the back of his neck.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" The words came out like venom, already backing away from the boy as her hand shot back up to clutch at her shoulder while her head tipped back so she could stare up at the sky. "Why won't you and the rest of your Rat and Legacy friends leave me alone?"

"If it makes you feel any better, you were able to avoid Saya and Maria last night. They didn't come back to King's Dominion until lunch today because they didn't want to be failed," The boy offered the information to (Y/N), trying to smile in some form of reassurance. All the boy got in return was the annoyed stare of (Y/N) as she began to turn away from him. With hurried steps to keep up with (Y/N), the boy said, "Of course that wouldn't make you feel better. Look, I know I'm probably one of the last people you want to trust, but if you let me take you back to King's Dominion-"

"Absolutely not," (Y/N) exclaimed, effectively cutting the boy off. She shook her head as she waved a hand at the boy, trying to shrug him off. "I've been running away from people trying to drag me to that place. Why would I willingly go with you of all people?"

"Because we have healers," The boy said exasperated. One of his hands jotted forward to reach out for (Y/N) but stopped at the large flinch on her part when he got too close. "I'm not saying you have to stay, hell you could be out of there as soon as the medics are done with you. But you'll have a better chance of coming with me than you will be trying to get help at a hospital.

When (Y/N) couldn't think of anything to say, the boy took it as his signal to keep on speaking.

"I was just like you once, okay? Scared and living on the street, on the run from cops and anyone who got too close. King's Dominion is far from a home or somewhere safe, but if you're willing, you can find yourself fitting in with the right group of people and making something for yourself there," It wasn't the lecture (Y/N) wanted to hear but it seemed to knock some sense into (Y/N)'s head. “Yeah, most of the people there are scum-sucking ducks, and the teachers couldn’t care less if you got poisoned or shot at, but at least you’ll have a future there. And hey, maybe in a month or two you’ll get to be the one chasing kids down the street trying to recruit them into this secret society where they could go and work for NASA even.”

“What does NASA have to do with any of this?” (Y/N) questioned with furrowed brows, allowing the boy to get a little closer to her and place a steadying hand on her back near the puncture wound.

“More than you think,” He laughed. (Y/N) turned to him, trying to arch one of her brows to show her confusion, only getting a shake of the boy's head as if signalling it was for another time. "I'm Marcus."

"(Y/N)," She says, allowing Marcus to push her forward and lead her King's Dominion, keeping an eye out for any of the strange faces she had run into previously that night. "You know your little rant wasn't very effective if you were hoping to get me to stay at King's Dominion."

"Yeah, the more I spoke the more I began to realise that." No one seemed to care much for the blade sticking out of (Y/N)'s back, passing by as if there wasn't a thing wrong with the image. (Y/N) couldn't decide if that was a good thing or if it was alarming how much people were willing to ignore what was right in front of them. "But I was inspirational, wasn't I?"

"Oh, very," (Y/N) concluded, a scruff of a smile appearing on her face. "Had the troops rallying. Could barely contain my excitement to get to this place where I'll have scum-sucking kids drooling over me and knobs of a teacher cursing me to do homework that will hopefully get us all killed"

"Don't be surprised if that's their objective," He warned before abruptly turning into a food store where a few people were already waiting. As (Y/N) followed after him, a question on the tip of her tongue as she stepped into the store which quickly dissolved as she saw some familiar faces.

"Hey Marcus, you got my skateboard back," The green-haired boy from earlier yelled happily as he jumped off one of the tables he had comfortably taken a seat on. Bounding over he extracted the board from Marcus before looking over at (Y/N). "I thought Marcus may have been able to woo you over here. I get it, I'm not your type. At least Lex wasn't able to get to you and bloody you up too badly."

"I wouldn't say that," Came the voice (Y/N) grew to find annoying. The same bush of blonde hair came wandering over, plucking the blade from (Y/N)'s shoulder, earning a gargled-out wince from the (H/C) haired girl as a hand shot up to apply pressure to the now exposed wound. Thick welts of blood began to smear across her fingers as she was guided through the store. "I think I did a pretty dandy job of giving her her first King's Dominion scar."

A scorn flashed across (Y/N)'s face as Marcus kept her moving, pushing her away from the blonde girl. It was then that her attention was caught by a boy with poorly bleached hair that he had been able to spike up. "Looks like you were able to strike out before me Marcus, good work there chap."

An uncertain familiarity took over (Y/N) at the sight of the boy. She found herself going out on a limb and asking, "Are you the famous Lex that greasy over there was going on about all night?"

"Someone been talking about me?" Lex asked with a bemused grin, eyes skittering around the room.

At the same time as Lex spoke, the green-haired boy yelled out, "My hair is not greasy!"

"Oh, I'm gonna like this one," Lex announced before he started to walk to the backdoor of the small building. "Now, you've been keeping Master Lin waitin' a long time. You ready to meet the man and be turned into a killer?"

Despite herself, (Y/N) found herself looking back at Marcus. She was either seeking out his reassurance or guidance, something she wasn't sure why she was doing. His shoulders quickly raised in an act of surrender. He spoke lowly, almost a whisper like it was a secret between them, "Don't look at me."

Turning back around to face Lex, she found him leaning against a door with a sign on it that read staff only. The boy with green hair was standing next to him while the other three he had seen earlier were standing slightly out of the way, waiting for her answer.

"Lead the way," She settled on saying.

[h-doodles]

And our love is here || A webweave studying MC's part in Miranda/MC themes :)

[stqrgirlie0]

This scene makes me want to cry and cuddle him to sleep☹️🙁

#my baby my baby #”I bet on losing dogs” by mitski😕

[kathaariawrites]

Nights in Cádiz - Armando Salazar x Reader (Chapter 3)

I know I should be ashamed to come back and write another chapter as if nothing happened BUT at least I'm back so yay.

The dress I picture [Y/N] wearing here is this one. Also, because it's mentioned, here's a guide on the language of fans in the 18th century.

As breakfast progressed, with stolen glances and smirks from your part, Armando felt his face flush. It was highly, highly inappropriate for a lady, specially this young, this joyful, to behave like this. He was her father's friend, he left for his last trip when her mom was pregnant. [Y/N] had her whole life ahead and shouldn't be giving her attention to him.

He looked at Lesaro for help but he only shot him knowing glances back and it made him frown. No, this would not do it. He excused himself and stood up, going for a walk outside the house. Fresh air, instead of the suffocating atmosphere inside.

Lesaro found him soon after.

"¿Dónde vás?", his voice made him pause. It was too easy to forget he was a commanding officer too.

"I need fresh air, Gui."

"I can see that. You're troubled today, Armando, and your face is showing it to everyone. ¿Qué pasa?"

Armando turned around then, a loud sigh leaving him. "It's the señorita, Gui. I...Diós."

Guillermo chuckled, approaching him with slow steps. He knew his friend too well, the same good old Armando from the Academy days in front of him now.

He remembers how Armando was, how he always has been. Passionate, intense, a handsome man who always let insecurities get the best of him on these matters. When they were young sailors, it would brew down to him thinking no respectable woman should be with him because of his father's actions. Then, as they rose ranks practically together, it extended to his capabilities, to him being away for too long and not wanting to hold a woman "hostage to his work", as he said.

Armando never planned on being a captain until Guillermo himself vouched for him. He would be a good one, and time proved him right at every possible instance, but at the cost of his own captaincy offer. Guillermo was a man of the crew, Armando was a man of command and it was the way it was supposed to be.

Being on so many different ships together, the deaths, La Maria and the curse, had brought them impossibly close together. They confided everything to each other. The young Armando who relucted in seeking comfort with brothel women in their stops was in front of him again, insecurity and fear shining in his deep eyes and Guillermo almost laughed at how unfitting it seemed to see this man, strong and stubborn, like this.

"What about her, amigo? You seem to be enjoying each other's company enough."

Armando blushed and Lesaro's eyebrows shot up as he said, "She showed up in my dream last night. We talked, Gui. She held my hand, not even flinching at my cursed face."

"Impossible. She never saw us cursed, never even been on La Maria. Armando, are you sure you simply didn't dream her being there?"

He shook his head, "No, ella estaba conmigo. She mentioned it today before breakfast, when I met her at the hall. No sé que hacer."

To say Lesaro was more amused than he should was an understatement, "Perhaps it is a sign, amigo."

Salazar squinted at him, "No te atrevas..."

"A sign your affections are mutual and you need to stop this nonsense and ask Hugo for her hand."

"¡Guillermo Lesaro!", Armando said, eyes going wide and face red. "¡No, absolutamente no!"

"Armando, we got another shot at life to make things right and be happy. If it lies with her, allow yourself to feel it."

"¡No, Guillermo! La señorita is young, I'm an old, seasoned sailor. It is highly inappropriate and wrong to even suggest such a thing."

"A lot of things changed in these years we have been gone, amigo."

Their conversation was cut short by the sound of someone approaching. One look at her and Armando's eyes softened immediately and she gave them a curtsy before looking up at him again. The dress, green skirt and floral overcoat, the hat on top of her head, the way she looked up with the fan in her left hand, open, the message conveyed so elegantly.

"Am I interrupting, ¿almirantes?"

"No, señorita! I was just telling Armando I have something to attend to at the Armada headquarters so if you will excuse me.", Lesaro bowed to them and walked away, a smile on his face at the playful betrayal.

Armando, on the other hand, held her right hand and planted a kiss on it in greeting. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Walk with me, Armando?", she said, smiling. And Armando would not, could not refuse. He offered her his arm, smiling as she took it and they walked towards the gardens.

Spanish translations:

¿Dónde vás? = Where are you going?

¿Qué pasa? = What's going on?

Diós = God

No, ella estaba conmigo = No, she was with me

No sé que hacer = I don't know what to do

Amigo = Friend

No te atrevas... = Don't you dare...

¡No, absolutamente no! = No, absolutely not!

Almirantes = Admirals

Señorita = miss

[froggywritesstuff]

character list

the title is self explanatory. this is a list of the characters i'll write for. it'll probably change over time, and if you see a character you'd like but don't see them on the list, just ask cause i might've forgotten about them

Hamilton

Eliza Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Alexander Hamilton

John Laurens

Philip Hamilton

Lafayette

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

Thomas Jefferson

Aaron Burr

Umbrella Academy

Viktor Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves (Umbrella or Sparrow)

Sloane Hargreeves

Jayme Hargreeves

Stranger Things

Will Byers (non female readers only)

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eleven Hopper

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley (non male readers only)

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

21 Chump Street

Justin Laboy

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Theodore Decker

Marvel

Peter Parker (any actor)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Makkari

Sersi

Sprite (platonic only)

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Layla El-Faouly

America Chavez (non male readers only)

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova (platonic only)

Shuri

Namor

Riri Williams

X-Men

Mystique

Kitty Pryde

Peter Maximoff

Rogue

Logan Howlette

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Scott Summers

In The Heights (movie version)

Usnavi de la Vega

Vanessa 

Nina Rosario

Benny

Sonny de la Vega 

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

JD (Jason Dean)

Heather Chandler

Heather McNamara

Heather Duke

John Doe

John Doe

Ride The Cyclone

Noel Gruber (male or nb readers only)

Ocean O'Connel Rosenburg

Mischa Bachinski

Constance Blackwood

Ricky Potts

Hatchetfieldverse

Paul Matthews

Emma Perkins

Ted Spankoffski

Bill Woodard

Ruth Fleming

Pete Spankoffski

Richie Lipschitz

Max Jagerman

Grace Chasity

Lex Foster

Ethan Green

Hannah Foster (platonic only)

Heartstopper

Charlie Spring (non female readers only)

Nick Nelson

Tara Jones (non male readers only)

Darcy Olsson (non male readers readers only)

Elle Argent

Tao Xu (non male readers only(headcanoning him as bi or pan is disrespectful and transphobic))

Tori Spring

Imogen Heaney

Isaac Henderson (platonic only)

Do Revenge

Eleanor Levetan (non male readers only)

Drea Torres

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Xavier Thorpe

Ajax Petropolus

Eugene Otinger

(young) Morticia Addams

(young) Gomez Addams

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz

Tomorrow When The War Began

Ellie Linton

Lee Takkam

Fiona Maxwell

Homer Yannos

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse/Across the Spider-Verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Margo Kess

Miles G Morales (earth 42)

Miguel O’Hara

Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt (non female readers only)

The Broken Hearts Gallery

Lucy Gulliver

Nadine (non male readers only)

Nick Danielson

Treasure Planet

Jim Hawkins

Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes

Lord Tewkesbury

Turning Red

Mei Mei

Miriam

Abby

Priya

Raising Dion

Nicole Warren

Tevin Wakefield

Dion Warren (platonic only)

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie Molina

Luke Patterson

Reggie Peters

Alex Mercer (non female readers only)

Flynn

Carrie

Abbott Elementary

Janine Teagues

Jacob Hill (non female readers only)

Gregory Eddie

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Jake Peralta

Amy Santiago

Rosa Diaz

Love Victor

Victor Salazar (non female readers only)

Benji (non female readers only)

Felix Weston

Pilar Salazar

Lake Meriwether

Lucy

Mia Brooks

Andrew

In Treatment

Eladio

Laila

Spree

Kurt Kunkle

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Mary Margaret Blanchard

David Nolan

Henry Mills

Mulan (non male readers only)

Graham

Neal Cassidy

Peter Pan

Jefferson

Dash and Lily

Dash

Lily

Boomer

Juno

Juno MacGuff

Paulie Bleeker

Summer Days Summer Nights

Debbie Espinoza

Frankie Espinoza

Scream (1 through 6)

Sidney Prescott

Billy Loomis

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Jill Roberts

Charlie Walker

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Amber Freeman

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Quinn Bailey

Venom

Eddie Brock

Honest Thief

Ramon Hall

Beth Hall

Wild Child

Poppy Moore

Kate

Drippy

Freddie Kingsley

Monsters and Men

Manny Ortega

Marisol Ortega

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Trevor Spengler

Phoebe Spengler (platonic only)

Error 143

Micah Yujin

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff Winger

Britta Perry

The Obession

Logan

Delilah

The New Girl

Lia Setiawan

Stacey Hoffman

Mythic Quest

Poppy Li

Brad Bakshi

Adventure Time

Finn

Princess Bubblegum

Marceline

Marshall Lee

Prince Bubblegum

Flame Princess

School Spirits

Madison

Simon

Charley (non female readers only)

Wally

Rhonda

Dungeons and Dragons: Honour Among Thieves

Simon Aumar

Disventure Camp

Aiden (non fem readers only)

James (non fem readers only)

Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies

Jane Facciano

Olivia Valdovinos

Nancy Nakagawa

Cynthia Zdunowski

Richie Valdovinos

Ted Lasso

Ted Lasso

Roy Kent

Jamie Tartt

Keeley Jones

Sam Obisanya

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Noah Diaz

Elena Wallace

Mirage

Helluva Boss

Blitzø

Stolas (non female readers only)

Loona

Millie

Moxxie

Octavia

Verosika Mayday

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie (non male readers only)

Angel Dust (non female readers only)

Husk

Alastor (platonic only)

Vox

Lucifer

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (rise + mutant mayhem + tmnt 2007 + tmnt 2012)

Donnie

Mikey

Raph

Leo

April

The After Party

Yasper Lennov

Space Force

Tony Scarapiducci

Renfield

Teddy Lobo

Robert Montague Renfield

Undercovers

Bill Hoyt

Amazing Digital Circus

Jax

Parks and Recreation

Leslie Knope

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

Randy Cunningham (18+ people DNI unless requesting platonic stories)

The Earliest Show

Josh Bath

House of Lies

Clyde Oberholt

Mean Girls (movie + musical + movie musical)

Cady Heron

Regina George

Gretchen Wieners

Karen Smith/Shetty

Janis Ian/Sarkisian/Imi'ike (non male readers only)

Damian Hubbard (non female readers only)

Warm Bodies

R

Peep World

Nathan Meyerwitz

Your Boyfriend

Peter Dunbar

Invincible

Mark Grayson

Shapesmith

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman

Harvey Kinkle

Nick Scratch

Rosalind Walker

Theo Putnam

Prudence Blackwood

Ambrose Spellman

High School Musical: the Musical the Series

Gina Porter

[girl-in-new-york]

Hello!!

get to know me !

she/her - pisces - movie + book nerd - shifter - writing as a hobby !

i’m kamryn, but i go by kam. I love reading and writing and would love to share that with people :)

rules and the fandoms i write for below:

Rules:

all kinds of people are welcome here, my only rules are that you are respectful and kind.

i write smut, fluff, angst, and i’ll usually will only write headcanons, blurbs, etc. not really full fics, seeing as i struggle writing about one thing for so long.

I am open to writing for fem, masc, ftm or mtf, and non gender specific readers, along with any other requests! (florist!reader, fem!reader, autistic!reader, etc).

Feel free to correct me or let me know if i have written something that is inaccurate or if i make any mistakes, but please be polite about it.

I do not write for: beastiality/anything romantic with animals, bodily fluids (other than blood, + cum), no feet kinks please, oc x reader, non con.

There will be others but feel free to request and if it makes me uncomfortable i will add it to the list and politely decline

I write for

Wolfbloods

• Rhydian Morris

• Maddy Smith

• Tom Okinawa

Teen Wolf

• Scott McCall

• Stiles Stilinski

• Derek Hale

• Allison Argent

• Lydia Martin

• Liam Dunbar

• Malia Tate

The Maze Runner

• Thomas

• Newt (only mlm)

• Gally

• Minho

• Frypan

• Brenda

• Teresa

Bridgerton

• Anthony Bridgerton

• Eloise Bridgerton

• Daphne Bridgerton

• Simon Basset

• Colin Bridgerton

• Theo Sharpe

• Benedict Bridgerton

Deadly Class

• Saya Kuroki

• Marcus Lopez

• Willie Lewis

• Maria Salazar

• Billy Bennet

• Petra

Marvel

• Pietro Maximoff

• Remy LeBeau

• Tony Stark

• Loki Laufeyson

• Natasha Romanoff

Scream

• Billy Loomis

• Tatum Riley

• Stu Macher

• Sidney Prescott

• Ethan Landry

• Amber Freeman

• Wes Hicks

• Sam Carpenter

• Mindy Meeks

• Chad Meeks

• Tara Carpenter

Extra

• Andrew Neiman (Whiplash)

• Mason Freeland (Thirteen— 2003)

• Dead Poets Society

• Harry Potter (canon and fanon characters like the slytherin boys or marauders era)

• OBX

• DC

• Criminal Minds

• COD

• Red Dead Redemption 2

• Sturniolo Brothers

I will be updating this list, but feel free to request any characters or fandoms you’d like me to write for and i’ll happily look into it!

I also am happy to write for celebrities! (Jack Champion, Evan Peters, Dylan O’brien, etc)

[fanficsfromyesteryear]

happy very belated birthday, enna!! i’m so so so behind on this, and i’m sorry for that! i’ve had quite the case of writer’s block lately, but i wanted to come out of my unofficial and definitely unannounced hiatus to whip something up for you! hope your day was extra special and sending lots of love to you 💕 also, this has a super cheesy ending, but i thought it was cute and i hope you like it too @druiigg​​

“What are those for?” María asked as she tied a knot into the neck of yet another balloon, her eyes trained on the container of Quaker Oats in Billy’s hand.

“It’s bad luck to have a party without them,” Billy answered, giving the carton a shake before setting it on the corner of your desk. He paused, ducking his head in embarrassment upon meeting María’s incredulous gaze, and shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “I know it’ll just be the three of us, but I’m not taking any chances. All the worst parties I’ve ever been to have been seriously lacking in the Quaker man department, and if he’s not here to watch over us tonight, there’s no telling what’ll happen.”

María shook her head, a smile gracing her red lips. “You’re so weird,” she playfully scolded, batting the balloon in her hands over to the Rat, who reacted just late enough that it bounced off the side of his head.

Weird superstitions aside, Billy was right about one thing—the party was to be a small affair. It had been an especially hard week of classes—with the arrival of Madam Gao at Kings, the teachers had been cracking down on homework and dishing out harsher punishments. Even now, on a Saturday, you were holed up in the library, working on an assignment. After such a grueling week, all you could hope for was a peaceful night in with your closest friends, and while Billy and María knew that schoolwork was the last thing you wanted to be doing on your birthday, your absence opened up the window of opportunity for them to set their plans into motion.

Initially, María, in true María fashion, had wanted to do something elaborate for your special day—throw a big party on the rooftop, complete with plenty of cake and some of Lex’s homemade fireworks—but Billy had been quick to rein her in. Not only would such a thing be nearly impossible under Gao’s suspiciously watchful eyes, but it didn’t sound like something you’d enjoy. You took pleasure in the smaller things in life—secret smiles passed between friends over inside jokes, sharing your favorite snacks on the rooftop to stargaze after a long day, or piling together on a twin-sized bed to watch old VHS tapes. A large celebration would’ve been overwhelming on a good day, much less with how drained you’d be when you eventually called it quits on your studies.

So, María relented, opting instead to focus her party-planning energy on decorating your dorm room. After an awry training exercise in Miss De Luca’s class late yesterday afternoon, your roommate had been sent to the infirmary and had been there ever since, meaning there was no one to complain about the streamers hanging from your ceiling fan and the top of your dresser and the balloons scattered across the floor save for Billy, who knew better.

The sound of a key entering the lock drew the duo’s attention to the door, and they were quick to spring into action. Billy grabbed the cupcake from your nightstand—a little gift he’d gotten Marcus to snag for him on his way back from his job at the comic book store—and shuffled through the pile of balloons to stand at the entrance to your room, María following suit. She gripped onto Billy’s upper arm, bouncing on the balls of her feet in anticipation, but Billy was feeling a different kind of anxious.

Now that the time had finally come for you to arrive, Billy was second-guessing himself. Staring at the cupcake in his hands, he wondered if they should’ve done more—should they have taken you out somewhere?—but as the door swung open and his gaze trailed up to see your tired face break out into a smile, his shoulders relaxed, expression mirroring yours.

Suddenly, María surged forward, wrapping you in a hug. “Happy birthday, amiga!” She took a step back, opening her arms for Billy to join, which he did, winding one arm around your back and holding the other up so as not to smush the dessert.

When the three of you at last broke apart, Billy pulled his cigarette lighter out of his jean pocket, igniting the single candle that stood proudly atop the cupcake before extending it to you. “Make a wish,” he said.

“What more could I wish for?” you asked, eyes darting between the two of them. “I’ve got everything I want right here.”

[gangrenados]

since it's new years, could you do headcanons of being the deadly class squads new years kiss?

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

•Marcus would be surprised at your boldness he didn't expect you to kiss him honestly. So when instead of a innocent hug you pulled Marcus for a kiss, his mind went blank...it's less to day that he loved it

•Maria woul kiss you right back and it's so sweet because she's smiling and her heart feels so full of happiness. This is the first new year in such a long time that she has been truly happy

•Saya had the same idea and you both end up bumping your foreheads. You were giggling at your dumbness, but that didn't lasted long cuz you really wanted that kiss.

•Billy couldn't believe you wanted him to be your new year kiss, he didn't move for the first seconds cuz this boy was shocked. After he processed everything, Billy didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss.

•Willie was shy when you pulled him for a kiss, his stomach felt like it was filled with nothing but butterflies and he wasn't really sure how to react. So when the kiss ended he smiled sweetly before going for another kiss

[scripts4dreamers]

Dating Maria Salazar would include...

Prompt: “sup could you do some headcanons for dating maria please???”

Dating Maria would include:

Meeting in the girl’s bathroom during your first week at King’s

She’s busy touching up her make up and you’re washing blood off your face in the sink next to her.

Maria subtly checking you out, looking you up and down.

Catching her staring and smiling at her through the mirror as you dry off your hands.

Maria scolding herself for being so obvious the second you leave.

Maria asking around about you, trying to find out who you are and who you’re affiliated with.

Just so she can explain that she’s not a creep, she tells herself, that’s the only reason she wants to know.

You learning all about the Vatos and their reputation from your friends, including learning about Maria and her boyfriend, Chico.

Your friends warning you to stay far away, but knowing full well that you’ve got no intention of staying away.

Swapping lockers with one of your friends just so that you could be closer to Maria.

Hearing from your classmates that she’s been asking questions about you.

Surprising her at your lockers one morning.

“It’s Y/N Y/L/N, by the way.”

“What?”

You smile and close your locker, meeting her eye, “My name.”

Maria blushing like crazy and not being able to keep you out of her head all day.

Maria being confused because, up until now, she’s never really been attracted to someone like you.

But she is attracted to you.

Like really, really attracted to you.

Her finding excuses to chat to you in the morning, asking about classes, or to borrow stationary, until you’re talking every day.

Starting to spend time together after class and during the weekends too, but keeping it on the down low to avoid drawing attention to yourselves.

Maria finding herself opening up to you, and laughing more than she has in years.

You being able to be yourselves with one another and gradually getting closer and closer.

You shamelessly flirting with her, but Maria never believing that you’re being serious and just passing it off as you being friendly.

Thinking that she’s beautiful, especially when she smiles and telling her that without even meaning to.

Maria thinking about that for days and it making her feel breathless and warm inside.

You constantly clashing with Chico.

Maria standing up for you.

Her realising that she has real feelings for you and ending things with Chico once and for all after he attacks you in the hallways and knocks you out.

Maria tentatively holding your hand while you’re unconscious in the nurse’s office and being worried sick about you.

The second you wake up she’s apologising over and over again, terrified that you might hate her.

“Maria, this isn’t you, this was Chico. You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.”

Maria still rambling on, so you just sit up and kiss her.

“You done now, beautiful?”

“Yeah...yeah I’m done.”

After that being basically inseparable.

Maria opening up to you about her Bipolar disorder and you opening up to her about all your traumas and fears.

Holding hands under the table during lunch and in class.

Kissing in dark corners of the school.

Maria leaving hickies all over your neck to let the whole world know that you’re hers.

Constantly having faint smears of red lipstick on your cheeks or staining your lips.

Maria slipping love notes into your locker for you to find.

You learning Spanish so that Maria doesn’t have to always translate her thoughts before sharing them with you.

Maria being fairly jealous, but you knowing exactly what to say to calm her down when she’s feeling insecure about you leaving her.

Falling for one another hard.

Long conversations that last deep into the night about everything and nothing.

Maria admitting that she didn’t know that it was possible for love to feel good and safe before she met you.

You admitting that you didn’t know it was possible to love someone as much as you love her.

Protecting one another on missions.

Training together because now you both have something you’re willing to fight for.

Maria wearing her assassin gear around you once, early in the relationship and it just doing something to you.

She wears it a lot more after that.

Helping her paint her mask on, but getting distracted making out halfway through.

Finally giving Maria the family she’s been searching for since she lost hers all those years ago.

[oneofakindimagines]

Imagine being the person Maria goes to for advice on Marcus and Chico.

“I wouldn’t want to get on Chico’s bad side,” you cringed at the thought of Chico’s ruthless nature, and all the students who had been a victim to it.

“What do I do? I feel so trapped by Chico,” Maria sighed in defeat. You reached out for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, and sending a reassuring smile in her direction.

Requested by Anonymous Gif Credit: [x]

[visforvengeance]

Marcus Lopez: Happy birthday, baby

Requested by: Anon :)

Request: Could you a Marcus Lopez Arguello imagine where since Marcus' greatest weakness is the desire for friends and family that when his girlfriend does something for his , he'd get emotional so basically a fluff imagine of his girl celebrating with Marcus? Thank you in advance!

Notes: uhhhhhh sorry this took so long! A lot of shit has been happening. The text in italic are Marcus’ thoughts. The ending was rushed. I’m so sorry. This is so shitty. Also I wrote this in word document and pasted it here! Sorry if it looks weird. There may be some typos.

Warnings: cursing.

Marcus’ POV

Birthdays are so overrated. Are they really, Marcus? I haven’t had anyone celebrate my birthday since my parents died. My mom usually got a cake for me and I get a card from them that always said

Happy birthday, mi amor. Make your wish count! Tú Mama y Papa xx

My happiness for birthdays died right along with them. No, it didn’t. You just don’t want admit that no one gives a fuck enough to wish you a happy birthday. What even is the point? You’re celebrating another year of life. Who would want that? You’re even closer to the end than before. Please, somebody! Tell me happy birthday.

I told Billy my birthday was today, then he told everyone else. I kinda wished he didn’t though. You’re glad he did, shut up. Petra told [name] and now she won’t talk to me. Is she angry about me not telling her today was my birthday? You know she is, you fucking idiot! She shouldn’t be. It’s not like anything is going to happen today. I know she won’t plan me a big surprise party and get me a cake or some shit. You know she will. That girl loves you, stupid. Stop saying she doesn’t or it just might come true.

“How old are you turning anyway?” Petra asked. “17.” Lex gasped like the dramatic fuck he is. “Tough life for a 17 year old, right, lad?” Yeah, no shit. “Obviously or I wouldn’t be here, lad.” Lex feigned scared. “Oi! Calm down, mate. I’m only joking.” “Maybe you shouldn’t joke then, Lex. Not everyone is willing to let you joke about their past. Someone might kill you if you keep that up.” “Oh yeah? Like who?” Lex questioned

Y/n’s POV

“Someone like me.” I said as I walked over to the group of friends. “You? Oh, please. Like you could ever.” I sighed shaking my head. I held my knife at his eye. “You shouldn’t underestimate me, mate. If I were to plunge this knife deep enough into your eye socket, It could reach your brain. Then, you’ll die effortlessly.” He visibly shook as the cold iron pressed into his cheek. “Marcus. Buddy, help me out here.” I laughed and backed away while wiggling my knife.

“No gifts for your boyfriend?” Maria asked. I shrugged. “I have no money. And obviously he doesn’t want anything considering I had to find out from Petra that today was my boyfriend’s birthday.” I said angrily while crossing my arms and turning to look at Marcus. “Still mad at me?” He asked with a false pout. He came and wrapped his arms around my waist. “I didn’t want to tell anyone because I’m used to not getting anything and pretending it’s a normal day.”

I frowned and pecked his lips. “It’s not just another day. It’s your birthday for fucks sake! Birthdays should be celebrated and you should be the center of attention. I know you haven’t really celebrated it since your parents died. But you have friends and a family that loves you now. It’s time to put on your dancing shoes and drink until you can’t anymore.” I said as I spun myself around and started dancing to the rhythm of Cher’s Half Breed.

I paid a couple of the girls in my group, The Manic Pixies, to shoot a couple arrows at us. “Shit! Guys, we gotta go. Follow me.” Everyone followed me to the main hall where I planned A surprise party for Marcus. It was dark and you could hardly see anything. Everybody knew about it accept for Marcus. They got in their hiding spots and Marcus and I stood in the center of the cafeteria.

I snapped twice, sending a signal to turn on the lights. In a flash, the lights were on and everyone screamed ‘surprise!’ He turned around looking at everything with a shocked expression. “Happy birthday, babe.” He turned back towards me and cupped my face and kissed me. I laughed into the kiss and pulled away. He looked so happy and almost as if he wanted to cry.

After the party and gift opening, Marcus and I sat on a bench while everyone partied. “Thank you. For doing this.” I looked up at him and smiled. “I told you. Birthdays are special. And I wasn’t gonna let another year go by where you didn’t celebrate yours. I love you, Marcus. And you deserve this more than anyone here.” He hugged me and I could feel his tears pooling on my shoulder.

“Are you- are you crying?” I laughed as he sniffed and pulled away. “No. It’s just something was in my eyes and it made them watery.” I nodded. “Yeah sure. Okay, babe.” I pulled him to his feet and into the crowd. We danced like we were the only two people in the room. This was truly the happiest I’ve ever seen Marcus.

[h-doodles]

My love, mine all mine || A webweave studying Miranda's part in Miranda/MC themes :)

[cactiem]

Betrayal

Pairing: Maria Salazar x Reader

Requested: Anonymous

Summary: You catch Maria kissing Marcus after you had told her about your crush on him.

GIF Not Mine

Maria was your best friend. You told her your deepest secrets, including your crush on Marcus. You thought you could trust her with that information and while she hasn’t told anyone about it you had caught her kissing him. It was like your whole world came crashing down. For weeks Maria has been urging you to tell Marcus how you feel, hyping you up and help you gain confidence only for her to destroy it in one fell swoop by kissing Marcus.

"I thought we were supposed to meet up at lunch, Y/N." Maria said, finally finding you at your locker after avoiding her all day. "What’s wrong?" She asked, when you ignored her.

"You." You mumbled, shutting your locker before walking away. Maria followed, confused by what you meant.

"What have I done?"

"You know what you did." You exclaimed, snapping your head in her direction and stopping in the middle of the hallway. "You kissed Marcus." Maria's face fell when you said that.

"Y/N, I-" She started after realising she got caught but you interrupted.

"What? You’re sorry?! If you were sorry you wouldn’t have kissed him. If you were sorry you wouldn’t have convinced me to ask him out only for you to kiss him." You shouted making the few people in the hallway look at the two of you only to scurry away when Maria shot them a look.

"Well maybe if you had the guts to do it in the first place then maybe we wouldn’t have kissed which, by the way, he kissed me too."

"You know how much I liked him. I trusted you and you betrayed me. Friends wouldn’t do that." You said, your tone much quieter than before, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

"What are you saying, Y/N?" Maria asked.

"I’m saying that I can’t be your friend anymore. At least not right now." You said, sadly before continuing to walk back to your dorm leaving Maria in the middle of the hallway alone.

Tag List (Still Open): @mayaslifeinabox @lunarmoonwolf @princess-of-the-fandoms @live--aloud @les-bio-lie @ivvitm1109 @seninjakitey @lover2448 @dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt @literally-anythin @love-giselle @magical-fandoms @aesthetic-fuck-my-edits @its-good-but-taken @wonderpodia @flowercrowns3438 @casualcolorstarfish @scentedpeaches

[thebisexualdogdad]

Headcanons for the reader and Maria Salazar being high off the kill from an assassination mission so they have wild, rough sex while still stained with blood

· Maria Salazar oozes in confidence

· and that confidence skyrockets after she finishes a job

· and she also gets extremely horny

· Maria was high on adrenaline so you got a motel room

· you didn't bother to clean up and went straight to the bed

· you practically ripped her dress off her

· when Maria is in this kind of mood there's no time for foreplay

· she just needed you inside her

· the sheets were stained in blood as she rode you so hard the bed nearly broke underneath you

· in attempts to make it to the shower you ended up fucking her on the dresser

· and then again against the wall

· Maria left bloody handprints all over the motel room

· and her makeup was all smeared

· the sex didn't stop when you finally made it to the shower

· the water was freezing cold by the time you actually tapped out

· as you got dressed you guys looked around at the mess you made in the room

· "good thing we gave them a fake name"

· "maybe we should go before house cleaning calls the cops"

[faebirdie]

Mi Alma

Pairing:  Maria Salazar/fem!Reader

Category: Angst becomes fluff

Words:  1110

Warnings:  mentions of past domestic violence and abuse

Requested: Yes

Prompts:  “I didn’t think that I could feel like this again, but you showed up and it’s like I don’t want to go on knowing that I might lose this feeling.”

Summary:   Maria doesn’t know if she wants to ever love again, until she meets you.

A/N’s: I posted this last week, but Tumblr messed up the tags, so this is just a repost. Request are open. The rules at linked in my bio.

After Chico, Maria hadn’t really known how to feel about love. Deep down, she knew she still wanted it, just for real this time. Another part of her though, the louder part, was scared. Chico was supposed to have loved her. And what if all of the hurt he pushed onto her really was love? What if it wasn’t all that the movies cracked it up to be? She didn’t want to be hurt like that again. So, she stopped trying to find the true love that she always dreamed of as a little girl.

Thankfully though, love doesn’t really work like that. It’s not something that can just be turned off. Love is far too stubborn for it to be that simple. So, when you had showed up a couple of months ago, a new rat, she really didn’t know what do with her suddenly fast-beating heart anymore. Or her sweaty palms and flushed cheeks. And she definitely didn’t know what to do with you. She had just known that she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about you and your soft eyes and sweet smile. You had been constantly swirling around her thoughts since about a week after you had gotten to the school. The two of you had ran very hard into each other while running late to your next classes. Maria’s books and papers had flown all over the place and you had been so kind while helping her pick her stuff up, all the while apologizing profusely and trying to check her over for injuries.

She hadn’t been able to focus on the class she had been running to. Instead her head was filled with images of your hand reaching towards hers to introduce yourself and the way your hair had fallen into your face while you had picked up her book for Poisons Lab. Later, on the roof, Maria had asked Marcus and Billy about you. They had told her the basics of how you had gotten here, and she ached at all the pain you had experienced. While she knew that people around her were normally pretty good at hiding their true selves, she couldn’t bring herself to believe that you had been acting when you were helping her with her stuff. You had just been so sweet and genuine while talking to her for those couple of minutes. It had been refreshing.

And over the next few weeks she had learned that she was right. You really were just a very soft person. Well, as soft as someone at King’s could be, of course. It didn’t take too many late nights up on the roof or last-minute study sessions for her to start truly falling for you. It almost felt right to her. But then the fear and paranoia had started up. Her daydreams of kissing you would morph into old memories that she had tried so hard to forget. She just couldn’t bring herself to trust someone like that again. Even though she really, really wanted to.

So, she had decided that her best option was just to avoid you. She felt awful about it and all she wanted was to be near you, but she was just so scared. Saya had begun to notice how off she was and had decided to step in. She had brought it up to her while Maria was painting her nails on the floor of their room one day. Maria had tried to keep it all down but Saya could tell she wasn’t alright based on the way the polish was beginning to catch more of her skin then her actual nail due to the poor girls shaking hands. She had stopped her and played the best friend card and Maria had just broken down with little more persuading. She told her friend all about you and the way she had glowed when around you. Sobs had broken through her voice while she had told Saya about the nightmares she had been having and about how terrified she was to be hurt again, “I-I can’t live like that again. I am so tired of being afraid- “

“Maria, just breathe for a minute.” Saya waited until Maria had been able to calm down a little before continuing to speak, “Do you think that you need to be scared of that with this girl? Are you afraid of her or your past?”

Maria didn’t even have to respond. Saya’s face clearly said she knew the answer to this one. They had just sat like that for of most of the night, before Maria had made a statement, “I deserve to be happy.”

Which had led her to know, sitting alone in the Graveyard with you. You could clearly tell from how nervously she had asked you to come up here with her, that she needed to tell you something that she worried about saying, as you just sat there calmly, waiting for her to speak with a gentle smile.

She breathes out softly before she starts, almost like how she would right before sparing with someone in class, “I was in a really bad relationship in the past. I’m still getting past it and will probably have to continue to work through it for a long, long time. But, Mi Alma, I want to be with you. It’s weird. I didn’t think that I could feel like this again, but you showed up and it’s like I don’t want to go on knowing that I might lose this feeling. I want to be with you, Y/N.”

Maria doesn’t think she’s ever seen you truly speechless like this before and for a moment, she worries that you’re upset. Instead of seeing you angry flare-up though, she sees that same sweet smile that she has come to love pulling at your lips and she feels like she might burst into happy tears.

You scoot to sit closer and face her before replying, “That makes me so happy, Maria! I was worried that I had upset you and all I want is for you to be happy. I just want to be here for you. And with you.”

Maria just laughs happily before leaning forward to kiss you with her special brand of sweet passion, pulling your face towards her with two gently hands on your cheeks. She doesn’t think that she could be happier, until, of course, you wrap your arms around her waist so lovingly. Her eyes open dozily after you break apart and she catches your smiling eyes staring back at hers. A grin breaks out across her face as she whispers, “Te adora, Mi Alma

[hughiecampbelle]

Family First (Maria Salazar Drabble)

Character/s: Maria

Word Count: 607

Requested: anon

Word Prompt/s: mirror

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A/N: I'm so sorry if this isn't my best love! I think the writers block is still there, but I'm hoping it's slowly but surely going away! I'm also not quite caught up on the show yet haha, but I did my best! I hope you like it love! Thank you for requesting! Feedback is always appreciated! 💜

The mirror lied to you. She used to scribble messages to you, on them, in lipstick. Red, of course, ending with a kiss. It started when you were kids, you were a kid, she was a teenager, swiping lipstick from the nearest drugstore. She watched the way you turned it, the shade sprouting from its container as you twisted it. Fascinated by such a small thing. The color was bright, vibrant, pigmented. You pushed down the sharp end into a lump, dull and rounded. Maria wasn't mad, not like you expected. Instead she took it to the bathroom and put it on. A little too much, you could tell even back then, but it smoothed it into the general shape of what it used to be. Then, to your surprise, she leaned over and pressed it to the mirror. At first just her name, print and cursive. Then yours. Simple messages, doodles, shapes, figures, scribbles. By the time she was done, there was little reflective surface not covered by the wax makeup, nor was there any of it left in the tube.

You hadn't expected her to remember it. She'd moved on to other things as soon as she moved out and into school. You called her every night, though she rarely picked up. She was your big sister, you'd idolized her from the time you could walk. Everything she did, you wanted to do. Everything she said you wanted to say. You learned your very first swear from her. Maria was your best friend, until she left. Her world became bigger, better you guessed, with more interesting people, forgetting about you as soon as she walked through those doors. Then it became about Chico, a name and person you began to resent. You knew older siblings moved away, grew out of the childish things they did with their younger siblings, but still, you thought she was different. That she wouldn't change due to a little distance.

Eventually you gave up trying. You called less and less, left less messages, hoping she'd notice your absence. Nothing. You had your own life to focus on. Besides, she'd stopped to listening to your advice. On school, her love life, friends, drama, all of that. You used to stay up late, crawling into bed beside her, going through all the things she needed help on. Now you found yourself alone, wishing you could tell her your problems. The petty fights, the worries that kept you up, school drama. You wished you'd still had her here to help you with homework and watch movies with. You missed what you had with her, being so close.

Your first day at Kings Dominion you searched for her in the halls, in classes, even at lunch. You hadn't seen her anywhere. You'd hoped to. You'd hoped you'd find your sister, bump into her, and immediately be welcomed into her group of friends, her protection, the familiarity like you used to. But that didn't happen. Others knew your last name, connected the dots, decided it was better not to intimidate the newbie for fear that both your sister and Chico would go after them. Still, Maria never came to see you. It wouldn't be until a midnight run to the bathroom did you find it. Her note on the mirror. At first you were sure it was just your eyes adjusting to the light, but you couldn't deny what you read, in the same lopsided cursive. The same shade she'd worn for years. I miss you everyday y/n, I'm so glad you're here. You're going to do great things, I'll see you tomorrow. Xoxo Maria.