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Gifs of YUNGBLUD in “Memories” Complete

          In the link you’ll find 77 gifs of YUNGBLUD in his music video for "Memories." This set was last updated on November 26th, 2023. All gifs are 268x148. All of these were made by me. Please like or reblog if you save or use any. Do not repost as photosets, add to gif hunts or resize/crop. These are purely for RP use. GIF PACK LINK IN SOURCE.

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in sources you will find 552 gifs of Yungblud (Dominic Harrison) from various music videos from 2021-2024 These gifs are made for RP purposes. gif size is 250x 150

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by clicking on the source link you will be able to access 100 gifs of the british love of my life, dominic harrison aka yungblud  from an interview!  each gif is 268x150. all these were made by me. do not repost, claim as your own, edit in any way, or include in gif hunts. this includes taking my gifs and making your own gif sets. do not use in smut, real life or taboo rps. were these useful to you? give this post a like or a reblog please.  interested in commissioning me? you can check info on the sidebar!  

[neverfittedin]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 / 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒.

alec benjamin, bring me the horizon, x ambassadors, nf, jxdn, machine gun kelly, yungblud, 3 doors down, mumford and sons, muse, depeche mode

𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐒 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐒 / 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒.

fear the walking dead, last of us, days gone, fallout. outer banks, the summer i turned pretty, skins, life is strange, sons of anarchy, teen wolf, wolf pack, supernatural, the vampire diaries universe

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

jeremy gilbert, chris miles, freddie mclair, effy stonem, finn mcnamara, jonathan byers, himself

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐒.

the one and only: frank dillane!

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So tired but I cant sleep yesterday was jam packed and Im still reeling from the Yungblud show.

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YUNGBLUD | Insta Story (06.01.22) | x

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𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧! #150 gifs of yungblud in various interviews have been delivered to the customer for private use.

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[joviewinchester]

First Kiss Teen Wolf Edition

You two were blasting “I Love You, Will You Marry Me,” by Yungblud, well you were, in your car. You were singing along to the lyrics while Scott just smiled at you.

“Just kiss already.” Your little sister said from the back seat.

“Shut up Ari.” You rolled your eyes.

“You and Isaac broke up forever ago, and you and Allison broke up forever ago. Plus, I read your diary. All I’m saying is you both need to get back out there. It’s sad honestly.”

“You’re thirteen. You know nothing. And please refrain from talking about Isaac.”

“If it makes you feel any better, Scott, I like you a lot better.” Ari said.

“I’m never driving you anywhere again, Ariana. I hope you know that.”

“Then dad will cut out your allowance. Do you want to get a job? We’re rich. You should be able to freeload off of dad’s money for at least two more years.”

“Okay you little trust fund baby. We’re here. You can stop berating me.”

“Fine. Wait a second though. Scott, think about what I said.”

“Ari!”

“Okay. Okay. I’m going. Don’t blame me for trying to get you laid.”

“I’m going to kill you if you don’t leave within the next five seconds.” You said.

“You love me. Bye!”

You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t listen to Ariana. You know how she is.”

“Actually, she might have a point.”

“What?”

“She’s right. It’s been a long time since either of us dated anyone, and if I’m being honest, I really like you, Y/N.”

Y/N smiled. “I like you too.”

Scott leaned over and kissed her, tasting her vanilla chapstick. She responded immediately, both of her hands scrunching his shirt. When they pulled back, they immediately heard Ari screaming across her friend’s yard. “I called it! You’re welcome, Y/N!”

Y/N rolled down the window. “Shut up! I’m making mom pick you up tomorrow!” Ariana flipped her off, and she did so back, before driving home.

“Y/N come on. Just talk to me at least.” Isaac pleaded.

“No. I don’t want to talk to you. You knew I was friends with Scott when Derek told you about the werewolf thing, and you’re still siding with him.”

“Yeah, well you didn’t tell me that you were a fairy.”

“Oh yeah. Let me just bring that up in casual conversation with my human best friend. I didn’t tell you to protect you. Gerard is after me. I never wanted you to get involved, and now you’ve turned into this supernatural asshole-“

“Stop.”

“Stop what? I’m just stating facts.”

“Stop pinning all of this on me. Face it. You want someone to blame, and you’re using me as your punching bag.”

“Oh really? You wanna go there? You are literally trying to kill my best friend and you expect me to be civil with you?! Lydia is not the kanima!”

“How do you know?”

“Fairies have a sense about these things, and I know for a fact it’s not her.”

“Then who is it?”

“I…I can’t tell you.”

“If you tell me, then I promise, I will get Derek off of Lydia’s back. Just tell me who it is!”

“I can’t! Okay?! I can’t tell you!”

“Who else would you be trying to protect? It’s Jackson isn’t it? But that doesn’t make any sense.”

“Oh so youre going to try and kill my cousin now? Don’t tell Derek, Isaac. I have it handled.”

“What do you mean you have it handled?! He’s killing people Y/N!”

“He doesn’t know he’s killing people, and like I said I have it handled, and if you could just stop being an ass for five seconds-“

Isaac pressed his lips against hers. Her hands tangled in his hair, and she kissed him back. She felt his hands slide to her waist, pulling her in closer. Eventually, they both pulled back, and she looked at him in confusion.

“Why’d you do that?”

“Well, you didn’t seem like you were going to shut up anytime soon.”

She threw her hands up dramatically. “God you are so annoying!”

“Fine. I did it because I like you, and not just like some stupid part of Derek’s plan like Erica with Scott.”

“I like you too, so please just give me some time to help Jackson myself. I’m begging you.”

“Fine. You and your pack have a week, Y/N. A week, but then I have to tell Derek. Got it?”

“I got it. Meet me tomorrow at the spot at 10:30. I wanna talk.”

“Deal.”

“Where’s Y/N?” Derek asked Scott expectantly.

“She’s busy. Said she couldn’t make it.” That was a lie. It had been awkward between her and Derek the past couple of weeks, and she didn’t want to deal with it.

“I was just trying to keep you safe!”

“I don’t need you to save me! I can take care of myself! Actually, I can probably handle it better than you can!”

“Just because you’re a hunter doesn’t mean you’re invincible. You told me that. You told me that no one is invincible, and he was trying to kill you, so I’m so sorry for saving your ass!”

“Okay! Okay, I’m sorry. Thank you.”

They stared at each other for a few more seconds. Derek glanced down at her lips, then back to her eyes. She smashed her lips against his, arms wrapping around his neck. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her in impossibly closer. The scent of leather and cologne made him intoxicating. The sound of the door clicking pulled Y/N out of her daze and she jumped back.

She rubbed her arm uncomfortably as Scott entered the loft.

“Hey, Y/N, Lydia is here to pick you up.”

“Yeah. Okay. I’m coming.” She picked up her bag and left. They hadn’t discussed it since.

“Is she really still avoiding me?” Derek asked.

“What do you mean avoiding you?”

“She’s been ignoring me for the past two weeks. Like silent. Won’t answer texts. Won’t answer calls, and if I went to her house I would obviously be questioned by her parents.”

“She told me what happened, and I’m not supposed to disclose this information, but she’s actually just sitting at her house watching New Girl. Her parents are working right now so if there was ever a time to confront her, it’s right now.” Lydia said.

“Wait. Wait. What happened?” Scott asked.

“Yeah. Kinda rude she told you this big secret and not us.” Stiles said.

“It’s girl stuff and it’s personal.” Lydia stated.

“Butt out. It’s none of your business, so don’t ask about it or I will personally rip your arm off.”

“What is it with you and the arm thing?” Stiles asked.

“Meeting postponed. I’ll be back in an hour tops, hopefully with Y/N.” Derek stormed out of the loft driving to her house. He knocked. The door opened and he looked down. Of course her little sister was home.

“Hey, Cassidy, can I come in?” He asked the fourteen year old.

“No. My sister will not be speaking to you at this time, and frankly, I don’t like you, so leaving would be better actually.” Y/N walked down the stairs.

“Cassidy, who’s at the…door? Cass it’s fine. Come in. We can talk upstairs and do not come listen at the door you little sneak.” Cassidy rolled her eyes, reluctantly letting Derek through.

They went upstairs to her room. Y/N shut the door and locked it, sitting down on her bed.

“Well? What is it?”

“Seriously that’s all you have to say after ignoring me for the past two weeks?”

“Us being together is complicated. It’d be a weird pack dynamic. Not to mention, my parents are hunters and you’re a werewolf. I don’t like complicated. So yes. That’s all I have to say.”

“So you’re saying that rather than having something complicated, you would rather ignore me and suppress all your feelings.”

She smiled sarcastically. “See? Now you’re getting it. Have fun at the meeting.”

“I’m not going until you actually talk to me.”

“Fine. I like you, a lot, but that doesn’t change the fact that being with you will put you in danger. I’m not going to be responsible for my parents murdering you.”

“Oh but I’m annoying and overprotective when I save you from getting killed.”

“Shut up. That doesn’t count. Please don’t make this worse than it already is, Der. Just forget about it. It was one kiss.”

“It would have been more than that if Scott hadn’t walked in and you know it.”

“But it wasn’t. So please just go. Make it easier on us.”

“Even if I do go, I’m like ninety percent sure the whole pack is going to know because someone told Lydia.”

“I needed someone to talk to.”

“Then why didn’t you talk to me?! I can’t live with this knowing that you like me, you’re just scared. I don’t think it’s even about your parents. I think this is about the fact that Isaac left you, and you couldn’t handle that, so now you’re afraid of commitment.”

“Don’t talk about him! He told me he was in love with my dead best friend and then he left! How do I know you aren’t going to find someone better and leave me too?! How do I know you aren’t going to let me down like the rest of the people in my life?!”

“Because I’m in love with you damn it! I don’t think I can say it any clearer!”

She fell silent for a moment, taking in the fact that he said the L word. “I love you too.”

She leaned in and kissed him softly. “This is a little too heavy for me. Now let’s go to that meeting!” She said a little too enthusiastically.

“Y/N please cooperate. We need you to go with Liam if we want to find Theo.”

“Why can’t I go with you or Lydia?”

“Because I said so. Please just go with Liam. Please.”

“Fine. You owe me Mccall.”

She walked over to Liam with arms crossed.

“Let’s go.”

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“I don’t hate you. Your presence simply annoys me.”

“Somehow, that’s worse.”

“Lucky for you, I’m done talking. I would just like to search for a chimera in silence if you don’t mind.”

They walked through the woods. Y/N could swear she felt eyes on her every once in awhile. Not to mention the fact that Liam was invading her personal space, but because she was terrified of the woods at night, she chose to ignore the close proximity.

There was a loud howl, and out of instinct, she grabbed his arm tightly. Liam smirked at her. She cleared her throat and let go of his arm, making sure to keep a distance of ar least two feet between them.

“Sorry.” She muttered. The silence continued until she decided to break it.

“Okay, I promise I don’t hate your or even find you annoying it’s just, it’s uncomfortable okay?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“I mean I don’t like being around you because it’s awkward and it’s not because of you, it’s because of me, and I don’t really know how to act around you because I have these…feelings? I don’t know.”

“Feelings. What kind of feelings?”

“You know. The romantic kind. I’ve been avoiding you to make it go away and it’s not helping and it’s really annoying.”

“Cryptic way of saying it, but I like you too.”

She stopped walking to stare at him. The moon reflecting off his skin made him look ethereal. Liam glanced at her lips. He searched her eyes trying to see if she wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss her.

Finally, he leaned in, hands in her back pockets. Both their hearts were beating a million miles a minute. Y/N was sure he could hear it. She could feel the heat radiating off of his body, and smelt the mixture of cheap body spray and her own perfume. After what felt like forever, they both pulled away.

“You think Scott planned this?” Y/N asked.

“I’m sure Scott planned this. Him and Lydia totally set us up.”

[moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown]

Quarantining with Dom head canons.

So I am working on some Adam/reader/dom poly headcanons but I am still doing my deep dives into Adam so forgive me if that one takes some time and had like instagrams that come first cause those are always easy. But I also binged the 4 episodes of Stay at home with Yungblud and dom being all homesick and sad made me imagine quarantining with our adhd puppy.

When lock down hits you had just flown out from London to visit dom in the finishing processes of finishing Weird!.

You get to America literally a day before it happens. And dom is over the moon you are with him.

The first week isn’t bad. It’s almost normal. Except you had gotten so used to the very grey weather of England that the shock of sunny California is just

“May not be able to go anywhere but god I missed the sun.”

The second week is when dom starts to go a little stir crazy. Not too bad but enough where he is sort of just all over the place.

The cuddle needs are like amped to a million. He just is missing home and you are that small piece that is keeping him sort of sane.

Lord of sleeping, lots of naps, in between him working on new music and things, even with an album being made he is still writing and recording.

Nights on the roof of the AirBNB. Laying on a blanket looking at the sky. Lot of heart to hearts. And cuddling him when he starts feeling sad.

It’s around when he misses Izzies birthday that his home sickness really starts to hit him hard.

He sort of just wraps around you, needing the cuddles. Your clothes still smell like your guys house back in England and it’s weirdly comforting for him.

He runs every song he’s working on by you. Even if it’s 2am.

“Love! Love wake up. I need to play this for someone and Adam is knocked out cold.”

You half awake listen to him play and he knows he’ll have to replay it for you in the morning.

“Its great baby.” You say as you fall asleep again.

Sleeping is by far the best part. Just dom is beyond needy for physical affection and you end up with Dom just wrapped around you so tight.

When weird gets put out, you suprise him with some of the things you brought from the house. Like 2 boxes of Yorkshire tea. And a few bags of haribo.

Dom makes the tea last. But the haribo are gone that day.

When you have to pack to go to the new temporary house, you realize dom stole like 4 of your huge sweaters

“You stole my favorite sweaters?! And my perfume....but my sweaters!?”

Dom just shrugs

“Missed you. You couldn’t visit for like months. I needed something that reminded me of you!”

The new house is better for him.

More space and places to write and chill.

FaceTimes with his mum and family are the highlight of the day when they happen.

The day you all get the news you can go back to England. Dom is packed and ready to go that minute.

The plane ride has never been so long.

The second dom is back in your guys house in London.....

He just knocks out on the bed. Pulling you down with him.

Best sleep ever.

He loves visiting America but if he ever had to stay there longer then a few weeks he may go mad.

2 weeks at home are just you and him and the guys just enjoying being home. And the cuddles are much more just him being snuggly and happy to be back where he belongs in his opinion.

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Gifs of YUNGBLUD in “Hated” Ongoing

          In the link you’ll find 60 gifs of YUNGBLUD in his music video for "Hated." This set was last updated on November 26th, 2023. All gifs are 268x148. All of these were made by me. Please like or reblog if you save or use any. Do not repost as photosets, add to gif hunts or resize/crop. These are purely for RP use. GIF PACK LINK IN SOURCE.

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A gift of Gifs for the lovely @r3dblccd

in sources you will find 640 gifs of Yungblud (Dominic Harrison) from various music videos from 2017-2020 These gifs are made for RP purposes. gif size is 250x 150

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front row ~ yungblud

word count: 1048

request?: yes!

“Could I request and imagine with Yungblud where the reader is an actor and he comes to see her in the play she's in? (maybe he was on tour so she thought he couldn't make it?) that would be amazing, thank you :)”

description: the night of her first major play, she’s upset that her boyfriend can’t attend, however when she gets on stage she finds a surprise in the front row

pairing: yungblud x female!reader

warnings: swearing

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“Five minutes till the show starts, (Y/N),” my director said as he poked his head into my dressing room. I smiled at him as he left. When the door closed behind him, I sighed heavily.

I knew I should’ve been happy. It was the opening night of the play I had been working for months on, and I was the lead. It was a dream come true for me, and normally I would be ecstatic.

I was ecstatic, but I was also feeling down. I had received a text from my boyfriend, Dom, saying his flight home from tour had been delayed and he didn’t think he’d make it to my opening night, but he’d get to the next show he could get to.

Sure, there was plenty of shows he could come to, and I was happy taht I’d get to see Dom in the audience eventually, but there was just something about being able to see him on my opening night. That was the big night, and I wanted to be able to share it with him.

Another knock came at my door, snapping me out of my trance. “Places (Y/N)!”

“Coming!” I called back.

I decided to send Dom a quick text before going on stage. “About to take the stage. Wish me luck.”

Almost immediately, Dom responded, “Good luck baby, see you soon!”

I smiled at the message before exiting my dressing room.

My co-stars were stood around in a circle together. When one of them saw me, he joked, “About time you joined us.”

I simply stuck my tongue out at him in response as I joined the circle. We took each other’s hands as our director spoke.

“Tonight is our big night. You guys have worked so hard these past few months, I have no doubt in my mind that you’re all going to kill it. Just remember: be safe, don’t get too in your heads, and we’re getting celebratory pizza and drinks when the show ends.”

We all cheered at this before doing a pre-show chant we came up with during rehearsals. We took our places on the stage and the curtain opened, revealing the sold out audience in front of us. I felt my heart race upon seeing how many people were sat before me. Of course, I knew the show was sold out, but I kept forgetting how big the theater was. It was one thing to know how many tickets were sold, but it felt like a whole other thing to see the room packed with people.

My co-star entered the stage and began to speak his lines. As he spoke, I let my eyes wander to the front row of the audience and rested on a familiar face. I felt my heart race as I saw Dom smiling up at me, throwing me a small wave and winking at me. I was so shocked, I forgot where I was for a moment. It wasn’t until my co-star repeated my character’s name that I remembered.

I looked up to see my co-star looking at me expectantly. I smiled at him and spoke my line, pushing on despite my slight mistake. 

I couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the audience every now and then. I couldn’t believe Dom was there. My heart was race with happiness this time. I had so many questions for him, but I knew I had to get through the almost two hour long play before I could ask him anything, and I also knew that was going to feel like an eternity.

When the play ended, we were given a standing ovation. We did our final bows before exiting the stage and celebrating an amazing first show. I raced to my dressing room to change out of my costume. As I was pulling on my normal clothes, someone knocked at my door.

“Almost ready!” I called as I fumbled to button my jeans.

“Be a bit quicker, love, I haven’t seen you in months.”

I opened the door before his sentence was even finished and wrapped my arms around Dom’s neck. He laughed before planting a kiss on my lips.

“What are you doing here?” I asked when I finally pulled myself away from him. “I thought your flight was delayed or cancelled, I thought you weren’t gonna get in.”

“It was really early, actually,” Dom explained. “I wanted to come surprise you at your last rehearsal, but I figured I probably wouldn’t be allowed, so I decided I wanted to surprise you tonight instead.”

I playfully hit his arm. “You should’ve come to the rehearsal! I was so upset that you weren’t going to be here, I was honestly afraid I was going to bomb my opening night!”

“I’m sorry!” Dom laughed, rubbing his arm. “I thought it’d be a sweet surprise. I won’t do it again.”

I smiled and kissed his cheek. “I’m glad you were here. I wanted nothing more than to be able to spend this night with you.”

Dom smiled and pulled me into his arms again. “You did amazing, (Y/N). Not that I’m surprised, I knew you were going to blow everyone away. You’ve worked so hard for this.”

I buried my head in Dom’s chest and took in his familiar scent. I was so happy to have him there with me. I was glad he had made it to my opening night, and that the night had gone so well. I couldn’t wait to be able to do this for the next few months.

Our reunion was interrupted by one of my co-stars. “Hey lovebirds, we’re going to Josh’s for the pizza and drinks, you guys coming or not.”

I looked up at Dom. Part of me wondered if he had any other special surprises up his sleeve for the day.

He smiled and said, “Yeah, we’re coming! You guys lead the way, I’ll drive the two of us over.”

My co-star gave us a thumbs up and walked away. I smiled at Dom and kissed him once more before the two of us finally left for his car. It was definitely the best night of my life, and I was glad I got to share it with the love of my life.

[romeoshqs]

What: self para.

Time Frame: romeo is about sixteen, it’s his birthday.

Triggers: mentions of abandonment & weed, lack of self love. 

Song Inspiration: love song, yungblud.

Lyrical Inspiration: “nobody taught me how to love, myself, so, how can i love somebody else, there ain’t no excuses, i swear that i’m doing my best.”

Romeo had disappeared from his home for the past couple of days, wandering the streets much like when he was younger. He had been living in what he called his forever home for about five years now. He knew that the so called family that had adopted him, had loved him as if he was their child. With the conflicting emotions, of feeling that no matter how a family or a person wanted him, or loved him for that matter, he still was reserved. Afraid that he wasn’t good enough to be love from what happened within the system that he was in and out of since he was eleven. If his own mother didn’t want him, what makes him think that someone else could. 

Walking the streets with the duffle bag full of what he had needed, he ran. Ran to no where in particular, but the direction his mind seemed to point for him to run too. He was nothing, no one, and while everyone around him treated him with care, and adoration, he wouldn’t grasp that, well not at this moment anyways. His mind was running through thoughts. Thoughts that seemed to particularly embed themselves in his mind at this time of year, where he always took off for days to escape the feelings, feelings that wouldn’t go away at first. 

Walking into the home of his friend that sold weed to others to escape the reality, reality most called life, Romeo walked through the home until he found the guy he was looking for. “Hey mate, I need a dub.” He spoke holding out the crisp twenty he had gotten from his allowance a week ago. All this keep your head up and not let anything get to you, felt like complete bullshit. He lived life not knowing what would have happened to him, and that edge needed to be chipped off his shoulder and stored in a trash bag a million miles away. Taking the small sack and the complementary pack of cigarillos, he walked out heading to the pier. 

Upon his arrival the young man sat down. His fingers splitting the rillo in half perfectly, as he dumped the tobacco out in the pack the cigarillo had came in. Picking apart the weed he lined it up and twisted the brown coarse leaf into the perfect blunt. Letting it dry for a moment, he then brought it to his lips and lit it up, inhaling the herb deeply. His thoughts would come to a halt soon. His inner feelings becoming numb for the next few hours as he decided to alter his own mind. 

Letting the smoke out, he sighed contently. His mind already buzzed. “Why did she not want me.” He questioned to himself. “Why wasn’t I good enough to be called her son? Would I have been this way if I was adopted and kept, instead of being in and out of the system?” He asked. He knew he would never get answers to the questions he always seemed to have the day of his birth. He knew that his family now, was out searching for him, so he finished what he had left of the blunt and tossed it out heading home. 

As soon as he walked through the door he was engulfed by the man and women that took him in, and called him their own. His chest heaved as he stood there being engulfed. “I-I’m sorry.” He managed to get out as he cried. “I’m sorry I keep running at this time of year.” His voice spoke out brokenly. “I just don’t know how to accept the love that is given, when I don’t know how to love myself.” He whispered as he wrapped his arms around the two people that took him in and loved him no matter how much hell he caused them, to see if them adopting him was going to fail like the others in the past. “I-I promise to not do it again.” He spoke lowly and true to his words. He knew at this moment that he had people that loved and cared about him, and now in the matter of time he would grow to accept that love and love himself. 

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Brunette from Mars - (Peter Parker One shot)

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of fighting/abuse, FLUFFY AF! 

(This could be read as ftm!peterparker and/or regular MCU Peter Parker)

This one shot is inspired by the song mars by Yungblud. Go give it a listen if you haven't! 

You and the brunette haired boy with deep honey coloured irises quickly became good friends. You commuted to school each morning together after learning you lived in the same apartment in Queens while your first day of highschool in homeroom. You were paired for some lame icebreakers to get to know other students. He had nervously blabbed to you about how he had moved apartments with his aunt over the summer and as you got to know him better over time, he let you know the reason why they moved.

You quickly learned that the brunette was a great listener, quick witted, fairly thoughtful, determined with his studies, had a passion for tinkering with programming and computer tech and secretly kept a picture of Daisy Ridley as Rey from Star Wars in his desk that you won't let him live down. 

Two summers ago, the brunette had quite the glow up that to be honest made your stomach do flips. After returning from a trip to Detroit with his Aunt May to visit family, the brunette came back to school with his braces off and a nice build to him compared to the lanky string bean he was when he had left in that June. 

With this overnight glow up also came this new habit of him flaking on you and really everyone without reasonable explanations. He would come to school with bruised knuckles, scratches on his face, and more often than not bags under his eyes. Although he seemed exhausted, his smile and upbeat self usually didn't seem to waver. His eyes did however seem to say otherwise whenever his honey brown irises met yours. 

Unless he flaked on an important commitment, you didn't display emotions or words for his lack of presence. His world didn't revolve around you and you accepted that. You reminded yourself to try not to hold him back from what he loved because you were a good friend and wanted what was best for him, even if it was draining him. 

"I'm free to study for algebra after dinner tonight." You stated to the brunette, looking past him out the city bus window as the buildings, and trees whirled past you. You weren't looking for an answer at this point, just giving him an open invitation to come over if he had nothing better to do on his Thursday night. You saw him nod out of the corner of your eye as he leaned his head against the pole you both were holding onto and closed his eyes. The bus was quiet this morning as you watched the orange sunrise dance over the brunette's features and could hear the beat of whatever song he was listening to through his headphones. 

A GPS like voice came over the bus intercom as you turned the corner. "Grand Central Parkway at 65th Avenue". You pulled the chord on the side of the bus for the bus driver to stop and gently shook the brunette's shoulder. As you saw his honey coloured eyes once again, you nodded in the direction of the door for you to both get off. 

You were early to school today seeing as you made the transfer bus in time for the first time in forever. Walking through the dewy grass on the field together, you pointed at an open picnic table near the tennis courts. 

Setting your backpack down, you opened it grabbing out two granola bars and an apple. The brunette slumped down beside you to face away from the sun. As he set his coffee on the table, his head immediayley went into his folded arms. You placed one of the granola bars infront of him, and sat facing the courts. Stretched your legs out and crossing your ankles, you flipped through one of your novels, quickly finishing up your AP lit reading before class. 

"Thanks." You heard him pipe up in a monotone voice as he shoved the granola bar in his pocket. You nodded, nose still in your novel. He knew by now that he didn't have to put on an act around you. "We gotta go in, in 20. I'll wake you in 15, kay?" 

He nodded as his head was back in his arms, facing away from you. You heard him let out an audible sigh as you finished up the last of your notes. 

"Pete?" You ask hesitantly, resting your hand on his shoulder. He didn't respond. "You know, you can tell me anything right? I won't push you. The offer still stands. No judgement. Alright?" You say quietly, softly rubbing your hand down his jacket clad back and let it drop off to collect your things and pack up your bag. 

The alarm you set on your phone goes off as you see him prop his head up and wipe his eyes on his sleeve out of the corner of your eye.

'Oh Peter. Sometimes, as close as we are, I wish it didn't feel as though there was a cement wall between us.' You thought to yourself as you scrolled through your phone. As you both stood to walk up to the school, to your surprise, as cold and distant as he had been recently, he pulled you into his side. You wrapped your arms around his torso giving him a quick hug. 

After taking attendance in home room and catching up with MJ about her latest find in the school library, you were dismissed to your first period class. "Leave your window open at 6." You heard the brunette pipe up at your lockers. "Always." You nodded, giving him a small smile before parting ways to your classes. 

You quickly glanced at your alarm clock on your desk reading 8:30 pm. Quickly realizing you were running out of graph paper in your notebook as you flipped to a fresh page, you scribbled down the next practice question. Your headphones blasted one of your new favourite songs as you disconnected them from the bluetooth on your phone to play out loud. "Do you feel like your irrelevant, do you feel like your just scared as fuck.." You quietly sang along, writing a note to get more graph paper in the near future, as you heard a thud from the window beside you. 

Swiveling in your chair, you look up to see the silhouette of the brunette. As he steps into the light of your desk lamp and sits on your bed you can see his eyes are red and his knuckles are beginning to bruise again. He kicks off his sneakers as you hesitantly stand from your chair to go and to sit beside him. 

He immediately buries his face in his hands as he quietly cries. You try your best to not show the hurt on your face from seeing him like this as you gently rub his back. You go to sit behind him up against the wall. You bring your hands around his waist gently holding him, letting your legs dangle on either side of him and rest your head on his shoulder. 

When you no longer hear uneven breathing, you sit back up and one hand goes to the hair on the nape of his neck, softly playing with his locks, while the other gently rubs circles on his back. 

"I'm sorry." You hear him sigh out. "Im so fucking sorry." He pleads as he begins to cry again. "I'm here. Just breathe Pete." You say calmly as you wrap your legs around his waist and hug him tighter. You take deep breaths for him to mimic to try and calm him back down. 

"I keep fucking up Y/n/n, and I don't know what to do anymore." He painfully lets out. You take in his words and quickly think of an appropriate response. "Everyone I try to become close with has ended up hurt or passed away, I feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders and have to fill his shoes. No matter what decisions I make I still always end up letting someone down. I'm just so fucking tired Y/n." Although his words are a jumbled mess to you, you nod. You let go of the tense brunette and sit beside him. "Take your shirt off and go lie on your stomach." You say to him as he looks at you somewhat confused but does as he's told and props his head up on his folded arms. 

You can see the faded scars and healed wounds on his arms, shoulders and back, wondering who gave these to him. As you sit straddling his waist, your hands go to his shoulders and back massaging his tense and knotted muscles. He lets out a big sigh of relief after realizing what's going on. He softly mewls as you gently work the knots out. Once all the tension in his back and shoulders is gone, you lay close beside the half awake brunette. 

"Thank you." He states sincerely, as he rolls to face you. You know that his words of gratitude are for more than just the back massage. You nod, reaching your hand up to run your hands softly through his locks to relax him further as his eyes flutter shut at your touch. "We're all only capable of so much Pete. Please, don't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. It's a hard pill to swallow but its impossible to win every battle and win everyone over. I know it's easier said than done, and it'll take some time to figure everything out, but I'll be here every step of the way though alright?" You whisper softly, and reach for his hand giving it a squeeze as he nods. "I'll let you get some rest." You sigh out, sitting up, bringing the blanket at the end of the bed over his larger frame and bend down giving a kiss to his temple. "Goodnight love." You whisper.

After another hour and a half of battling through algebra questions, you quietly change into some sweats and open up your netflix account to get your mind off your math problems and your worries of Peter. Picking up your laptop, your half empty waterbottle falls to the floor with a thud. Your gaze darts over to your bed to see the naturally curly headed brunette sound asleep. Your heart flutters as you catch him pull the covers up to his chin and nuzzle his nose into the pillow and blankets while he curls his legs up into the fetal position. You sit on the floor beside your bed as the light from the movie on netflix illuminates your bedroom. You have the subtitles on and the movie on the lowest volume as you rest your back against the bed frame. 

After a few minutes you begin to hear the brunette stir and roll over to face the movie. "Is this that BoxTrolls movie?" You hear him croak out in a deep voice that makes your heart flutter. "No, this one's Paranorman. It's in my top 5." You respond, your gaze still on the screen. You feel his fingers playing with the ends of your hair softly, trying his best not to disturb you even though you've seen this movie more times than you can remember. 

He pushes all of your hair over to one of your shoulders and rests his chin on the opposite one. "You know, you don't have to sit on the floor right? I don't bite Y/n." He states sleepily in your ear. You quickly catch your breath at how close he is as you comprehend the words coming out of his mouth and nod standing. You place your laptop on your desk chair and wheel it over in front of the bed. Looking over to the brunette laying confortably in your bed, he holds the blanket open for you to get in. "One sec." You say as you take off your hoodie, revealing your white tank top underneath that clung to the hills and slopes of your natural curves. You had ditched your bra long before the Brunette had arrived, remembering that it's laying in the clothes hamper and not on your body. You looked back down to see the brunette's arm still holding the blanket open, his honey eyes on you. They slowly wandered down your silhouette to see the loose sweatpants hung low on your hips and back up to meet your gaze. The dark room concealed the deep blush you felt on your cheeks from his gaze. 'Too late now..' you thought as you climbed under the blanket. Your back rested up against Peter's larger frame. His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Is this okay y/n/n?" The brunette questioned. You nodded, trying your best to calm your breathing as you felt his warm, gentle touch on your skin. You hoped and prayed he couldn't hear your heartbeat pounding in your chest. 'I feel so safe and at home in his arms but the last thing he needs right now is a girlfriend. And why would he want to be with me anyways. We're just friends and he probably just needs physical affection from someone right now.' You thought to yourself. 

You let out a soft sigh at your thoughts. "You okay sweetheart?" He asks softly, as you feel his warm lips peck the back of your exposed neck. Your face is on fire at this point. 'He's just tired Y/n. Calm down. Dont say anthing stupid'  "Yeah, I just feel safe in your arms." You murmur loud enough for him to hear. 'Idiot. You ruined it. Shit shit shit.' 

It became deathly quiet between you two. You could hear his breathing, the rain hitting your bedroom window, the cars driving on the street below, your upstairs neighbour walking around their apartment and the dull volume of the movie playing from your laptop.

"Y/n/n?" You heard him whisper.  

You rolled over to face him, burying your face in his chest, breathing in his warm cologne and body wash as you wrapped your arm around his waist and tangled your legs in his. Although you didn't have all the answers you were looking for, this the closest you two had been in over a year and you were happy that he was finally starting to let down his walls. 

He stroked your hair, planting a kiss on the crown of your head. "Goodnight love." He mumbled before all the sounds around you in the silence of your bedroom coaxed you to sleep. 

You had woken up to your alarm at 6:30am to find the spot beside you empty. 

The brunette swore that was the best sleep he had had in months he thought, reminiscing as he climbed down the fire escape after quickly showering and getting ready to meet you before catching the bus. You heard a knock on your window before he slid it open and sat on the sil. He fiddled with tge metro card in his hands as a small smile crept onto his face watching you concentrating on finishing your eyeliner and mascara. You take a step back to look in the mirror to see if your wings are symmetrical, seeing the brunette looking at you with a sheepish grin in the reflection. He looked well rested for once, his eyes kind and soft, glancing at you in adoration. Your heart beats out of your chest as you spin around to look at him. 

"One sec." You say quickly rushing out to the kitchen to grab some food before packing up your bag. Pulling on your coat and beanie, as you walk towards the window sill the brunette is lounging on.

"Before we go, I uhm... forgot to tell you something.. last night." He says looking down at his hands as you reach out gently hold his larger ones. "Y/n.. I uhm-" he looks up at you, scanning your features, trying his best to read your emotions. You see him glance down quickly at your soft lips. 'I can't take this. Screw always being a good friend.' You thought as you leaned in, placing a hand on his cheek and a soft kiss to his lips. Your thumb stroked his cheek as he leaned back in for another. Your forehead rested against his. "Was that what you wanted to tell me?" You asked in a hushed tone, looking down at his lips again. He nodded before giving them another peck. "Uhm.. we better go before we-" "oh.. yeah, your right. Shit!" You say, quickly checking the time on your phone. 

As you dashed down the fire escape and towards the bus stop, his hand never left yours as you jogged behind him giggling at his antics of repeating "Shit" as he saw the bus waiting for you at your stop as you both jogged towards it. You couldn't see it but for the first time in a while, a genuine smile adorned the brunette's face and through whatever he was battling with, knowing you were by his side, there would be plenty more to come. 

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