juliet

Hi I'm Juliet. she/her. Im 18 :3. I really like When You Finish saving the world. Elijah wood. Byler/Miwi. Ziggy Katz. Yellow jackets. Skins UK (only Gen 1/2). Chronically online. Young Dracula. Robin Branagh. Unicorns. Ice cream. The Pitt. Baking. music lover. Henderhopp. and more :D!!

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Dennis Whittaker x F reader 18+ -

Dennis has been gone all day and finally comes home with a surprise for you that you weren't expecting...

♬♪ !!1!!Ziggy Katz x fem reader!1!!1! ♪♬

ᯓ‎♪ no smut + 2,577 words ♪ᯓ‎

You’re walking home by yourself, schools just finished out for the week. You turn your head sharply as Ziggy speeds up to walk beside you. You haven’t seen him all day and he seemed to come out of nowhere “Hey?” You question, he looks up at you before nodding his head and responding “Hey yourself” you continue to walk together for a few minutes,

“So..” he says, breaking the silence. “What have you got going on this weekend?” He continues. “Not much, just a candle party on Sunday. What about you?” “You know the usual, just some live streaming, I’ve got this lift melody I’ve been working on so,” He says with a bragging undertone to him. “Cool.”

You turn onto your street, “Well, see you Monday.” you start to walk away before you feel a hand on your shoulder

“Uh- sorry,” Ziggy stutters out, “I was just wondering if you’d be interested in maybe seeing me before Monday? Hypothetically.” You study his face for a moment before responding, “Sure, what are you thinking?” “Oh really, uh, sorry yeah, well since you’re not busy tomorrow I was wondering if you’d wanna go to the Citrus Grounds and just like hang, only if you want though.”

He looks up at you, hopeful for the answer he’s looking for.

“Yeah, sounds good.” his hand grips slightly tighter to your shoulder. "Well I’ve got to go, but see you there at 3?” He slides his hand away as you continue walking towards your house. “Yeah, lift.” Ziggy says, before starting his walk in the opposite direction.

Saturday arrives, you check the time, 12:30, you have a few free hours before you have to meet Ziggy that you spend getting ready. You shower and dry your hair before pulling on one of the shirts off your bedroom chair and a pair of jeans. You finally tidy your room up a bit before tying your shoes and leaving for the Citrus Grounds, which is about a 30 minute walk from your house. You get there a few minutes early to see Ziggy sitting under a tree with his guitar case next to him, he notices you as you walk over. He gets up quickly and waves to you.

“Sup”

He's clearly trying to seem cooler than he is. You stand in front of him and nod your head as he looks down at his guitar laying in the grass.

“Oh yeah, I was thinking I could play you some songs, if you’re into that.”

He sits down gesturing for you to follow him. He picks up his guitar and starts tuning it. Once you’ve settled into your spot in the grass you turn to him.

“So were you gonna play me that melody you were talking about?” both your knees brush against each other. “You’d want that?” he asks genuinely. “Yeah of course, I mean I kind of gleam some of your songs, like that one you played at the talent show last year.” you confess, “You remember that?”

He smiles at you, you make eye contact and he holds your gaze in a way he never has before, or maybe you just never noticed it until now.

“I mean yeah, how could I forget. You were pretty good.” you admit. “Well in that case my new stuff will totally rock you.” Your compliment seems to have given him newfound confidence. “We’ll see.” you say playfully as he begins strumming.

A few hours seem to go by quickly and before you both realize the sun is setting, Ziggy looks up at the sky and back to you.

“Oh shit, It’s that late already?” “Yeah, I guess I better head home.” you say, starting to stand up. “I mean-”

Ziggy moves his hand up to grab your leg, drawing your attention to him.

“It’s getting dark, you shouldn’t walk home by yourself, my house is just a few minutes away, you know if you’d wanna stay over, I mean, your house could be close too, I don’t know- sorry that was stupid” he says, stuttering over his words. “No it's cool, I mean my mom wouldn’t mind if I stayed over, she's away right now. If that's alright with you of course.” he looks at you surprised, “Yeah for sure! Just let me just get my stuff together, one sec,”

He takes his hand off of you, quickly zips up his guitar case before putting it on his back. “You ready?” he asks before starting to walk, grabbing your hand to guide you. “It’s just this way!” he says as he speeds up, pulling you along.

You make it to his house and step inside as he lets go of your hand to set his guitar down and slip off his shoes.

“My rooms this way.” he says, taking hold of your hand once again and dragging you up the stairs. When you reach his room he shuts the door and gestures to his bed “Make yourself comfortable.” he says as he picks up some clothes off the floor and tosses them in his laundry basket. You take a seat on his bed as you kick off your shoes and watch him scramble around his room trying to make it more presentable.

“So uh- you can take the bed, that's fine, and I can sleep on the floor. Cool?” he asks, looking at you for reassurance. You smile at him, “It’s fine Ziggy.” you tell him as you gesture to a spot next to you on his bed.

“Really? Yeah cool, lift.” he says as he takes a seat next to you. You talk for what feels like just a couple of minutes before both deciding you’re too tired to continue as he goes to turn off the lights, “Shit, wait. You need pajamas.” He states as he looks back to you, still in your jeans. “I mean yeah, whatever is fine.” you say as he opens his draws to look for something suitable for you.

He hums to himself for a minute before settling on a pair of sweatpants and a faded purple t-shirt with what looks like hand drawn designs with some sort of fabric marker on it. He hands the clothes to you before showing you the bathroom for you to change in.

You come back to see him sitting on the bed staring into space, also changed into a similar pair of pajamas.

“Hey” you say to get his attention. “Oh you’re back, you ready for, uh-, bed?” he says, staring at you.

You place your old clothes on top of his dresser before sitting on the opposite side of the bed to him, you respond with a nod and he switches off the lights and you feel him awkwardly sink into the bed next to you.

You’re both silent for a few minutes before you say “Night Ziggy” a few seconds pass before he responds “Night”. It takes you a few minutes to get comfortable, but after you hear his breathing slow you fall asleep beside him.

You wake up to the sun in your face as you open your eyes, you turn over to see Ziggy already awake and staring at you.

“Jesus Christ Ziggy!”

He continues to stare at you for a moment before turning his face away afte registering the embarrassment.

“You scared me,” you explain. “Sorry, uh- sorry, I just woke up. I swear I haven’t been like watching you sleep.”

He’s speaking in a softer tone than usual, clearly trying to calm you, but you look at him with more confusion than before.

“Seriously I swear.” he says earnestly.

You nod at him before sitting up beside him and looking around,

“What time is it?” “10:30, why?”

Panic sets into you when you realize that you only have half an hour to get to your candle party which is on the opposite side of town.

“Oh shit!” you exclaim as you quickly stand up and grab your clothes off his dresser and run to the bathroom.

“Wait! What is it? Did I do something?” Ziggy shouts from his room as you’re already out the door. You change before frantically making your way back to his room to explain yourself.

“Sorry, I’m late for something.” you tell him. “Actually, do you think you could give me a ride?”

Ziggy stares at you for a minute, taking everything in before responding.

“Yeah, yeah, just let me get my shoes.”

you make your way downstairs together before heading out the door and into his car.

“Sorry It’s a little cramped- let me just,” he says while shoving pieces of paper and some notebooks into the backseat.

“So, where are we going?” he asks while he starts up the car. “We?” you say to him playfully. “I mean yeah, what? Were you gonna go without me?” he says looking at you, a dumb smile across his face, you smile back at him. “Of course not,” “It’s the warehouse on the other side of town.” you tell him, gesturing far away from you. “Fuck, you are late!” he laughs.

You get there well over thirty minutes late as you both rush inside, you get stopped at the door,

“Hey you’re late, everything alright?” The guy at the front door is looking at Ziggy as if he knows him.

“Yeah sorry, I-we just got caught up in something.”

You look back at Ziggy stiffly standing behind you, the guy looks you both up and down before making his decision.

“Oh, I see, ‘caught up in something’ I get it. Well I’ll let you off this time, just don’t forget to put your devices in these before going. Both of you.” he says as he hands you two pouches and opens the door, glaring at Ziggy as he walks in behind you.

“Geez, what was that guy's deal!” Ziggy says once you’re both inside,

“He was actually being pretty nice,” you say back jokingly, “Usually people get negs for being late to these.”

“Really? That chalks! So what is this exactly?” He looks around the building like he's never seen anything like it before.

“I told you on Friday, It’s a candle party.” “Oh right, the device thing makes sense then.” he responds as he follows you further into the warehouse and you make your way to the front, a few feet away from where the performances would be. After a few minutes the guy from the front door makes his way up on the stage, he starts talking about the importance and history of candle parties and after a few more minutes of him droning on you see Ziggy roll his eyes which makes you laugh slightly. Finally, after what felt like forever, you hear “Let the performances begin!” and you sigh with relief as the first act makes it on stage.

Once the fifth act ends you look over to see Ziggy staring into space, you nudge him and he brings his attention to you.

“Hey, sorry.” “I’m paying attention, I swear” he adds, not breaking eye contact. “It’s no big deal. Do you wanna leave?” “God yes. I’m so bored.” he says, finally relaxing. You grab him by the hand and make your way through the rest of the people and to the door. You both grab your devices and head to his car, once you’re inside his car you both look at each other for a moment, Ziggy looks down at your hand and back up at you before grabbing hold of it again, immediately looking forward as he starts the car up. He drives in silence for a few minutes before you break by silence

“Where are we going?” You ask after minutes of silent driving. “I actually don't know, I’ve just been driving straight.” he tells you, embarrassed, you laugh at him for a second. “We could go back to Citrus or your’s, whichever.” he takes another minute to think before responding “My house is closer.”

He stops and does a u-turn before he continues driving.

“You’ve been driving in the opposite direction?” you ask him, amused. “Hey, I wasn’t thinking where I was going!” he defends. You laugh as you separate your hand from his but without thinking he pulls you back, he looks away and starts driving again, your hands still connected. After a few more minutes Ziggy lets go of your hand.

“Sorry, it’s just so hard to drive like this.” he says with visible heartbreak in his eyes, “It’s fine dude,” you say giggling at his expression before his laugh follows yours.

“Alright, here we are!” Ziggy says as he pulls into his driveway, “Are you sure you can stay over again tonight? Like won’t your mom be worried?” “Who said I would stay the night?” "She's away this weekend, plus I’m pretty much allowed to go wherever,” you continue, “I’m ‘responsible’, candle girl y’know?”

Ziggy looks at you almost comically shocked, like he just found out something he never would have expected in a million years.

“Really? I didn’t know you were like- a total candle girl!” Ziggy says even though you can tell he's lying, you’ve caught him staring at you from across the room at candle parties before and awkwardly turning away when you made eye contact. “Yup. Zero negs my whole life.” you brag. “Holy shit you’re like a total marsha!” he laughs, you playfully punch him “Hey! Sorry, sorry!” he says, still laughing at his own joke. “So are we going in or what?” He opens his car door and nods for you to follow him inside.

You pause at the door when you step into the house behind him, Ziggy’s mom is sitting in the living room and looks up at you in confusion. “Ziggy, who’s your friend?”

She looks you up and down as if she’s trying to find a flaw in you before she looks back to Ziggy. “Sup moms, we’re just going to my room.” He says as he runs up the stairs, this time not grabbing your hand. You greet his mom before retreating upstairs and into his room to find him on his laptop frantically typing. “Wow, already introducing me to the parents, you move fast.” you say to him playfully as you close the door and sit beside him on the bed. “Yup,” he says absent mindedly, still typing.

“Ziggy?” “Yeah?”

After a second he looks up at you and refocuses as you nudge him.

“Uh-sorry, It’s just, I was supposed to live stream today. Well yesterday and today actually, anyways my fans are just wondering why I’ve been offline. Sorry, I know this is kinda rinky,” He shuts his laptop.

You sink into his side as he lays into the bed, “It’s fine.” you say earnestly to him, he still looks dazed so you add “Something wrong?” He looks at you before sighing and starting to speak “It’s just, I don’t know, I feel like I’m a cool guy. That’s why my fans tune in, they totally gleam me. But I’ve always felt like people here just don’t see that, until you, y'know?” While he talks his eyes meet yours. You both pause for a moment, you realize just how close your faces are to each other now. Ziggy leans in slightly,

“I’m-” he stutters, “I’m glad you see that.” He says finally, as he closes the gap between you both and your lips meet.

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this is my first fanfic ever so please be nice to me! also fs lmk if u have any criticisms or tips for writing! ty for reading I hope it wasn't too bad<3