#bestfriend!reader

BESTFRIEND!READER who never leaves the house without a dress, or a frilly skirt on — a pale cardigan wrapped around her shoulders to keep herself warm, even on the humid days! in her eyes, the perfect accessory is a ribbon in her hair, soft and pastel, or a dainty little necklace, clasped by rafe's steady hands when she asks him sweetly enough.

BESTFRIEND!READER who giggles nervously whenever someone flirts with her, and doesn't really know how to respond. she fidgets with her sleeves and overthinks everything after. she doesn't know how to say no either — even if it's super inconvenient, she just doesn't want anyone to be mad at her.

BESTFRIEND!READER who adores baking cookies for those she loves. on days where her emotions seem to overtake everything else, you'll find her measuring out tablespoons and teaspoons of ingredients in her kitchen, the smell of sugar and vanilla wafting through the air. and rafe is totally saving her cute papers and stickers he finds for her journaling, begrudgingly of course (he's got a reputation to withhold, ain't nobody gonna find him carrying around a pink hello kitty sticker in his wallet to give to her!), just to see the full-face smile that spreads on her face when he hands her that 'stupid sticker shit'.

BESTFRIEND!READER who believes everything rafe says — he's always protected her, so why wouldn't she? he's so much more experienced than she is, and he's so willing to help her learn, definitely not for his own personal gain, right? topper calls her innocent, kelce says she's naive, but in rafe's eyes? she's perfectly manipulatable. <3

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Summary: You get an unexpected phone call and find yourself dragged into the mess of all messes thanks to that pesky red string of fate tying you and your boyfriend together. A/N: It's been a minute since I've written anything this close to cannon. Don't worry though friends, the story for Eddie and Best friend!Reader doesn't end here. Check out my AU masterlist to get a little backstory on their relationship. I've got the chapters queued up to post once a week starting tomorrow November 14th at 12am PST

okay so like we all are very much aware of how much of a womanizer he is, and i was thinking maybe benito x bestfriend!reader and from the beginning of their friendship benito’s always been flirty cause thats just how he is!!! is a confident young man!! but reader always denies his advances, not cruelly or anything just cause even if she knows hes just joking around she knows that if she lets it slip once he will never stop and like every woman on this planet she is attracted to him but she would never act on it bc she fears losing him (and maybe bc shes insecure she isnt his type..?? maybe plus size reader if youre comfortable w that)

mi mejor amiga

benito ocasio x bestfriend!reader

synopsis - you and benito have been friends forever, but you both want more

cw - none!

note - thank you so much for this request angel, i loved the tension and the best friends to lovers energy so bad. i decided to make the reader open to any body type to be the most inclusive! nonetheless, i hope i did your idea justice and kept that flirty but soft vibe you wanted. appreciate you yapping in my inbox fr 💗

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Things We Don't Say #2

Author's Note: Glad you liked part 1!

Contents: Damian Wayne x bestfriend!reader

The next time you and Damian met at the dog park, the air felt different. Maybe it was the way the winter sun clung stubbornly to the horizon or the faint tension Damian had been carrying lately, but something had shifted.

Penny was already dragging you across the park when you spotted Damian on the usual bench. Titus, ever the regal guardian, sat at his feet obediently, his tail thumping against the ground when he saw you approach.

"You're early," Damian remarked as you settled next to him, "you weren't supposed to be here until the evening."

"Maybe you're just late." You were slightly breathless from keeping up with Penny. "What's your excuse this time? Brooding? Secret mission? Titus holding you hostage for more treats?"

He huffed out a small laugh. "None of the above. For once."

Your eyes lingered on him for a moment and you studied his unusual demeanor. Damian wasn't one to wear his heart on his sleeve — quite the opposite, in fact — but you could always tell when something was off.

"You okay?" Your voice dipped to a gentler tone.

Damian glanced at you and his green eyes narrowed slightly, as if debating whether to tell you the truth. Honesty wasn't always easy for him but you had a way of making it feel less daunting.

"I have been distracted," he admitted, his gaze falling to the grass in front of him.

You tilted your head. "Work stuff?"

"No," he paused. His fingers brushed over the edge of Titus's leash. "It's... personal."

You nodded, letting a silence settle between you. Damian had always appreciated how you never pushed or prodded, but simply waited.

Penny bounded over at that moment, breaking the stillness as she dropped a stick by your feet. You leaned down to grab it and tossed it back into the field with a grin.

"She's relentless," you laughed.

"Much like her owner," Damian quipped, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Hey!" You flicked his arm with your fingers lightly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were complimenting me."

Damian hesitated and his smile faltered. "Maybe I am."

You blinked, having been caught off guard by the sincerity of his tone. For a moment neither of you said anything and the weight of his words hung in the air.

"Damian-"

"I know it's not the right time," he interrupted. His voice was quieter now. "But you mean more to me than anyone else ever has. And I care about you more than I should, more than just a friend should. I wasn't supposed to feel this way but..." he exhaled sharply, as if the words had been dragging him under, "here we are."

Your heart stumbled in your chest, caught between disbelief and something you couldn't yet name.

"I-" you started but before you could finish, Penny came barelling towards the bench, crashing into Titus and sending both dogs into a tangle of fur and leashes.

The moment broke and laughter spilled out of you as you leaned down to untangle the mess. Damian watched you, a faint smile making its way on to his face despite the interruption.

"You're laughing," he said in a wry tone.

"I'm not laughing at you," you looked up at him, "I'm just... surprised. In a good way."

"Surprised?"

You nodded and stood up to brush off your hands. "You're an idiot."

"Excuse me?" He blinked up at you.

"You should've told me sooner," you sweeped away a stray tuft of grass from his jacket, "because I feel the same way, Damian. I have for a while now."

Relief washed over his features, his shoulders finally relaxed. He let out a small laugh, one that made your chest ache in the best way.

As you sat back down on the bench, the dogs yipped excitedly and ran around the bench.

"Guess they're happy we worked it out," you grinned.

"More observant than most people," Damian replied, his tone lighter now.

loser!luke goes to victoria’s secret with bestfriend!reader requested by: n/a! genre: fluff, blurb word count: ~300 words!  cw: none! author’s note: first fic in awhile kinda nervous but of COURSE. its loser!luke my beloved

“why can’t we go to the other part of the store? this is embarrassing..” luke’s beat-up sneakers shuffle along the tile floor of the mall. his eyes are trained on the floor to avoid the gazes of the other customers. even looking at the mannequins seems taboo to him. meanwhile, you sort through the drawers of panties, rolling your eyes at his shyness.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x bestfriend!reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of alcohol and weed, slight angst, part one part two this is part three part four part five

eddie breathed deep, attempting to mask his frustration. you were cross-faded, you didnt know what you were saying.

"nothings happening chrissy, its alright."

he grabbed the sides of your arms, and hushed.

"we will talk about this later. im driving you home, okay?"

you whined as he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the trailer. he put you in the shotgun seat and started up his van. you pouted,

"dunno why youre takin me home. I'm completely fine, i just said what ev'ryones thinkin'."

he didnt reply, but you could see him biting the inside of his lip. when he got to your driveway, he made a note to watch you until you got to your door, then drove away.

"fuck him anyway," you mumbled, stumbling up to your bedroom. you kicked off your shoes, and huffed as you sat down at your vanity. You looked at yourself in the mirror.. suddenly ashamed. Your eyes were bloodshot, and your skin was paler than normal. You looked horrible, all of your drunken arrogance suddenly washing away.

your eyes roamed to the corner of your mirror, landing on a picture of you and eddie as babies, another picture of him and you at a playground right under it.

you chuckled, remembering each moment captured, then you saw a picture of you and eddie at junior prom. You told him you didnt have anyone to go with, and he opted to go with you. You knew he didnt view it as romantic, but it was incredibly sweet, like he always was. You also got him to wear a suit, which was a feat on its own. on the day of, him and your mom waited outside your room for you to reveal your dress. when eddie had layed his eyes on you, you swore you could see his breathing stop for a moment.

Oh god.

you just ruined your friendship, hadnt you?

you had drunkenly told him you loved him, and basically to go fuck off and get with your other best-friend, without you in the picture. He was probably back at his trailer again with chrissy, and had most likely already forgotten about you. he was becoming more and more distant with you ever since getting closer with chrissy, and this was probably his last straw.

you thought about every important memory with him, wondering how many more you could have made if you hadnt blown up at him. tears well up in your eyes, and you couldnt hold it together anymore. maybe it was because you were an emotional drunk, but you felt like everything was your crashing down on you. you had been so mad at both of them when in reality, it was your fault since the beginning. Maybe eddie knew you liked him, and he became increasingly uncomfortable with you. It was your fault you couldnt get over your stupid crush.

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the next morning, you woke up to your mother calling you and a blaringly shrill alarm. you half heartedly swat at it, aiming at it until you eventually turned it off.

you groaned, head pulsing and aching. a few minutes passed, and when you hadnt responded to your mother she walked up to your room to go check on you.

"are you alright sweetie?" she said, a concerned look on her face.

"ugh… m'sorry mom i just.. My head is absolutely killing me." you say, rubbing your temples and wincing.

she sits on your bed and puts her hand on your knee, "m'sorry y/n. d'ya think you might just need a break? Youve been going through so much with Ed's and your friend chris. i can see why it might be too much for you."

you stutter, "y-yeah…. its just because im stressed. because of the situation. tension headache, y'kno?" you laugh nervously, "do you think i could stay home from school today?"

you pause, and put up some sickly puppy-dog eyes, pushing out a quivering lip.

"well… just for today," she smiles at you, patting your knee and standing up, "but dont think you can get into a habit of it young lady."

you smile, attemping to look as sick as possible to really sell your need to be bedridden. your eyes were half lidded, and you croaked out a measly, 'Thanks mom,' as she slowly shut the door behind you.

after taking a wicked hour power nap, your mom gently shooke you awake, bringing you some lunch.

"hey hon, brought you a sandwhich. y'feel up to sitting at the table with me?"

you nod, eyes following the food she brought you as she led you to the kitchen table. after you sat down, you practically inhaled it. Your mom chuckled, bringing her sandwich to the table as-well.

"so, i noticed eddie hadnt come to pick you up today, are you two alright? Y'know, i get you said he was being distant but i know he still cared. if you two faught i really hope you can make it up with eachother. Especially if its over some stupid girl."

you bit the inside of your cheek and held back. you could feel tears attempting to swell in your eyes and you didnt want to make it a big deal to your mom, especially since youd have to tell her what happened last night.

"hey, chris isnt stupid ma," you chuckle, muffling your wavering voice by taking a bite of your sandwich.

what if he didnt care about you anymore? He didnt pick you up today, and he always has, ever since he got his van-

just as you were about to spiral deeper into your thoughts, the phone rang.

"ill get it mom," you said, walking towards your wall phone and pressing it to your ear.

"yeah?"

"Y/N! youre alive!"

it was dustin. you grinned.

"we've all been so worried about you, Lucas was going to bike to your house to check up on you, Mike told him that was a stupid idea because he was still at school, and Eddie hasnt said anything, like. all day."

you stop, furrowing your brows.

"nothing? is he angry?"

"i dont think so. he just looks.. super deep in thought, but he said he was gonna skip the rest of his classes so he's probably already home right now. and its just weird for him to not talk, hes like the most talkative person i know. y'know?"

"yeah dustin.. i know. hey, tell ya what. I will try to be at school tomorrow alright? gotta make sure you guys dont get in to trouble. And tell Lucas that im not dead." you chuckle, relieved that eddie didnt seem mad at you.

dustin promised hed absolutely tell lucas that you died, and hung up. You sat back down at the table, giggling to yourself.

"whats got you all smiley suddenly?" you mom asked, smiling back at you.

"ah, just somethin dusty said ma'. Hey, do you think i might be able to take a walk?"

"oh course hun, to go where?," she inquired, getting up to go wash her plate.

"oh nothing. just.. takin' a walk.." you say, putting on a cardigan and slipping on your shoes. You made your way out of your house and down your porch steps, and began to walk towards eddies trailer.

As you made your way towards the trailer part, your smile faded and your stumach turned. Did he even want to talk to you? Would he even be home? Dustin mentioned he was skipping classes, but he honestly could have just been making some more deals.

You made it to his trailer, bringing your closed fist to the door. You inhaled, and knocked.

the door opened.

"Y/N?"

A/N: sorry if this ones kinda just filler ! cant have drama in every chapter skjfh, ntm i have my own thingies goin on in life rn so i cant rlly write too well rn sdjkfh, but i do hope you enjoy either way &lt;3

"I- no. This won't-"

Jason snorted and put his bag on the ground, "Like we haven't slept together before."

"We were 6," you snap.

"Hey," Jason said gentling his tone. It had been a long day. You were emotional and still upset. "It'll be fine. I can keep my hands to myself. Honest-"

"Jay."

"I can," he said, "We can even cuddle if you need to- since that's the only way I get to hug my teddy bear."

"I offered to give him back," you sniffle, wrapping your arms around yourself.

"Hey," he repeated gently, tilting your chin up. "You're okay. No one is mad at you. You didn't know there was going to be a booking issue with the hotel the same weekend there was a furry convention... Even if this would only happen to you."

When you smile a little, he pulled you close and rested his cheek on your hair, "You can shower first. I'll order pizza and find some horrible true crime doc to watch."