aiiviiloo

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xreader fic is so inherently healing like

do you love yourself? no? that's okay this character you love loves you back. are you kind? that is why they love you. are you patient? that is why they love you. are you a coward are you shy are you brave are you bold are you bratty? that is why they love you. you are loved and you will not be punished for seeking love. you are loved and you will find it here in these words.

do you love yourself yet? no? that's okay this character can love you until you do. this character will point out the few traits you can relate with yourself (your smile, your laugh, you brattiness, your whimsy, your strength, your sorrow) and tell you that they love that about you until one day you can love it, if not yourself, too.

do you love yourself yet? no? but you're starting to accept that you can be loved? that there is something in you- your awkwardness, your bashfulness, your straightforward mind, you ability to heal, your ability to fight- that someone could look at and learn to adore? well done. you're right, this character does see that and adore it. you may not love yourself just now, just yet, but now you see right? That there is something to love in you?

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A Bandaid of Love

summary: theseus always shows up to y/n when he gets a cut, since she always has a bandaid. some say he's there for help but others know that it's not just because of that. word count: 2k warnings: mostly fluff and pining for each other, reader is kinda oblivious to the flirting, i imagine theseus to be like a flirty person when he really likes someone masterlist

"hey, y/n?"

"a bandaid? again? what did you do this tim-" y/n looked up from her parchment and got eye contact with the famous newt scamander

"oh! newt! sorry i thought it was theseus." she chuckled and watched how newt sat down in front of her.

newt slammed his head onto her desk and groaned, his fluffy hair laying down onto the table gently.

"what's wrong?" y/n asked the poor boy in front of her while leaning back in her cushioned seat.

"i have that meeting about my permit and i'm nervous. it hasn't gone well in a while." newt explained, looking up from his demise.

y/n only patted his shoulder, smiling empathetically while continuing on her work on her parchment.

"if you think more openly, it will go much better, i think. you just have to... listen maybe to what they want to say?" she tried to comfort newt who only looked at her with a sigh.

"theseus already said that, that i should be less me."

y/n smiled for herself and a door opened into her office, theseus scamander walking inside with his finger slightly in his mouth.

"sorry for interrupting, darling, but i cut myself again." theseus began, not noticing newt by the desk.

y/n didn't say anything and slid her drawer open, pulling out one of her pink bandaids and handing it to theseus who smiled at her softly at the sight of the baby pink bandaid.

"thank you." theseus thanked her and plastered it onto his bleeding finger while looking to the side, now noticing his brother.

"oh, hello, brother." he greeted newt with a smile, newt only exchanging a small smile to his older brother before leaning his chin on his hand, staring at y/n who continued on her work.

theseus patted newt on the shoulder and left the office with a smile on his face.

"you know, he's been getting cuts a lot lately." y/n spoke outloud, not really thinking about what she was actually saying and newt rolled his eyes.

"can't you see it?" newt said to y/n who put down her quill, eyebrows furrowed while she looked at newt who had an "are you fr?" expression.

newt only shook his head while standing up, leaving y/n confused while trying to continue her work.

what did newt mean by that?

another two hours went by with no disruptions and y/n finished her work, now reading a book about dangerous charms for smart wizards 101.

it was quiet, too quiet for y/n to even be able to focus on the book she was reading.

all of her thoughts were on the thing newt had said to her.

what did he mean by how she couldn't see it? see what? theseus only needed bandaids because he got hurt so much, what's special about that?

a knock on the door was heard and y/n called out for the person to step in and in stepped theseus with a small smile on his face.

"hi, theseus!" y/n greeted the man, sliding her bookmark between the pages before closing the book, putting her attention to theseus who leaned against the desk while watching her movements.

"need another bandaid?" she joked and theseus chuckled and shook his head, fiddling with a paperclip on the desk.

"no, just wanted to see what my favourite auror was doing." he said, his smile brightening as they start to converse, about anything really.

y/n looked at the clock and saw that her shift was over, lifting her feet off of her desk, making theseus stand straight.

"going somewhere tonight?" he asked, y/n shaking her head with a smile.

"probably just continue working on my book, maybe eat a good dinner, nothing too exciting." she answered while pulling her arms through the coat with a simple movement.

theseus saw this as an open door for him. time to actually get her on a date with him so that he could express his longing feelings for the girl in front of him.

they went to hogwarts together, the same house too and year. hufflepuff is a comfort for the both of them and the memories they have together are memorable for sure.

but it started for theseus in year three. y/n had just changed her hair and something with it just pulled theseus closer to her.

every lesson he sneaked glances at her, watching her write on her parchment, her small focused face while working on a potion while he accidentally dropped in too much gillyweed into his own cauldron.

a small explosion was beneath theseus and a cloud of ash exploded into his face, his hair sticking up by the sudden force of air.

the classroom began giggling while the professor walked up to him with a sigh, shaking his head while helping him clean up his desk by the flick of his wand.

a small chuckle was heard and theseus looked up from his failed potion, making eye contact with y/n who was hiding her chuckle behind her hand.

theseus felt a grin on his lips while his professor told him to just sit down and wait until the rest of the class finished, walking away to continue help other students.

theseus sat down in his stool, his head down and looking into his lap with a smile because even if he ruined his potion, he got a reaction from the girl of his dreams.

it was in the sixth year he finally got to be close to her. the yule ball.

they went together as friends. just friends.

but theseus loved every second of the night, his hands on her waist as they danced to the jazz from the live orchestra who were playing about some witch with bad teeth or something, theseus didn't care.

his eyes were on y/n's while they danced, her smile making the room brighter than it was before. it was a scene, for sure.

the night had continued until the head master had told everyone that it was now over, y/n and theseus walking out from the hall with massive grins on their faces.

"that was fun" y/n had mentioned while they walked up to their common room, theseus muttering the password to the fat lady who was woken up by the studenst returning.

"never knew you could dance like that, theseus." she continued with a snicker, theseus only rolling his eyes while smiling.

"you're just jealous, n/n." he had answered, now noticing how y/n's head was leaning against his shoulder.

y/n chuckled quietly as they stood in front of the two staircases that divided them for the night.

she turned to theseus, standing up onto her toes to leave a short kiss on his cheek before bidding him goodnight and leaving to go to bed.

theseus stood still with a small smile as he put his hand where y/n had kissed him. it was magical.

one of his friends wentby him with a laugh, punching him lightly in the shoulder as an encouragment as they walked up to their own dorm.

theseus slept well that night, a grin on his face.

but now they were older, adults in work.

"hey, n/n?" he asked y/n who was grabbing her bag. she looked up and nodded.

"since you're not doing anything special tonight how about we go eat dinner together? we can go to jessie's, we haven't been there in a long time." theseus suggested to y/n who felt a small smile creep onto her face.

"are you asking me onto a date, theseus scamander?" she asked with a smirk on her face as she walked closer to him, making his heart beat faster.

"maybe, is that wrong to do, darling?" theseus smugly said, looking down at the woman in front of him with a smirk.

"not at all."

theseus handed his elbow out with a chuckle, y/n only grinning and curtsying dramatically before taking his elbow, walking with him out from her office and out from the ministry, their bodies close as they walked around in london.

the pair arrived at jessie's, the calm jazzy mood inside comforting them both as they got sat down at a table, facing each other.

"i recognise this song." y/n said while opening the menu in front of her.

it was one of the songs that had been at the yule ball that night, it was one of y/n's favourites.

"it brings you back, doesn't it?" theseus asked while reading the menu, his eyes flicking up toward y/n who nodded.

"remember that clevens guy who vomitted all over professor burke?" y/n chuckled as she remembered the scene of the poor kid vomiting over the professor who wasn't entirely happy with him.

theseus chuckled with her before a waiter came and asked for their orders.

soon enough the waiter came back with the food and the pair began eating, keeping a small chatter between them.

the night softly came to a close and the pair walked out from the restaurant, theseus stuffing his hands into his coat pockets.

they walked on the streets, not ready to end the night between them.

while they walked, some shouting was heard and a group of men where walkign towards the pair on the streets.

theseus felt a signal through his spine and hurriedly slid his arm around y/n's waist, looking down at his feet as they walked past the men.

one of the men stared at y/n with an ugly grin, his teeth crooked in his mouth as he wiped his lips like a hungry dog, it was quite disgusting, y/n thought.

theseus hand held y/n's waist tightly, almost scared that one of the men would snatch her away and as they became alone again on the street, he didn't let go.

"theseus, you're pinching me a little." y/n giggled and looked up at theseus who's eyes darted down and he realised what he was doing and loosened his grip.

"sorry, didn't mean to." he muttered, looking back at the men who were walking into an alley.

"my flat is just right there, if you want to you can stay over the night at mine's?" y/n suggested, trying to hint that she would like him to stay as she played a little with her heel against the concrete.

theseus looked down with a grin, his eyebrows lifted in slight surprise.

"sure, darling, i'm guessing you need someone to warm your bed for you?" he joked, following with y/n to her flat.

right as they walked inside, an old woman's voice was hear.

"is that you y/n?" she called out.

y/n put a hand over theseus' mouth and sighed.

"yes, ms. burrow."

"is it just you?"

"always, ms. burrow."

theseus tilted his head like a confused puppy but y/n ignored him and walked up the stairs with theseus behind her.

she opened the door to her flat and walked inside but theseus stood there kinda nervously, not really knowing if he should be there or not.

"should i really or-?" his whisper got interrupted by y/n pulling in him by the tie into the flat while theseus closed the door with his foot.

"so excited of being with me, huh?" he smirked, looking down at y/n who rolled her eyes and pulled her low heels off of her feet, waddling into her room.

theseus pulled his coat and shoes off, following after her and getting greeted by y/n sitting on her bed criss-cross, fiddling with her watch.

"are the walls thin here?" theseus asked, standing in front of y/n and her bed while y/n shook her head.

"good." he muttered and crashed his lips onto hers, y/n's hands letting her watch go and putting her hands behind her, steadying herself into the kiss.

theseus slowly crawled over her, his body between her legs as they began making out.

theseus' hand played with y/n's stockings and slid up under her skirt, his fingers softly teasing the cotton underwear, a moan escaping y/n.

"oh let me hear you, let ms. burrow hear you, my darling." theseus muttered into y/n's ear and his hand continued beneath the cotton.

masterlist

#x reader #callum turner #callum #the boys in the boat #masters of the air #bucky egan #callum turner x reader #theseus scamander #theseus #scamander #theseus scamander x reader #fantastic beasts #fantastic beasts and where to find them #fanfic #oneshot #1920s #f!reader

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CALLUM TURNER

Here is a list for every Callum Turner(characters too) oneshot:

Theseus Scamander:

A Bandaid of Love "theseus always shows up to y/n when he gets a cut, since she always has a bandaid. some say he's there for help but others know that it's not just because of that."

#callum turner #callum #theseus scamander #john egan #major john egan #bucky #masters of the air

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CHICAGO MED

Here is a list for every Chicago MED oneshot:

Connor Rhodes

A Shaking Surgeon

"For most, a long and harsh surgery that fails hits most surgeons, and it does. But stubborn people are stubborn, until they can't."

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SMOSH

Here is a list for every Smosh oneshot:

Shayne Topp

Two Truths One Lie

"It's finally recording day for the subscribers favourite game, Two Truths One Lie, and this time it's the two lovers who can't understand they love each other Y/n and Shayne to go against each other."

#smosh #smoshsquad #smosh pit #smosh games #shayne topp #courtney miller #amanda lehan canto

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MASTERLIST

Here's the masterlist to all of my oneshots!

Remember that you can always send requests for any universes that I have listed here!

All Universes:

SMOSH

CHICAGO MED

CALLUM TURNER

MASTERS OF THE AIR

(other are still being written so be ready for some other universes!)

#masterlist #aiiviilosmasterlist #aiiviilo #chicagomed #smosh #courtney miller #shayne topp #amanda lehan canto #ian hecox #anthony padilla

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A Shaking Surgeon

Chicago Med: Connor Rhodes x Reader

WC: 2.9K

Summary: A long and failed surgery hits the surgeons hard, some only choose to not show it.

Warnings: Stubborn ass Y/N, a little angst if u squint, fluff, comforting, mentioning of blood/body/normal surgery stuff

A/N: Just wanna say firstly, I am not a taught medic and I don't understand shit about these types of things, so take everything I write about medical things with a pinch of salt.

Also, IF YOU LIKE MY WRITINGS, PLEASE DO LIKE, COMMENT AND REPOST <;33

Y/n watched her reflection in the faucet beneath her as she thoroughly washed her hands with the soap bar, her mind elsewhere other than her task that was going to arrive just in seconds.

"L/n?" A person called, making Y/n turn around after shaking off water off of her fingers.

There stood Connor Rhodes, her fellow co-surgeon in most situations.

"Good Afternoon, Dr. Rhodes." She answered while Connor walked up to the sinks to wash his own hands before the surgery.

"Ready for this hell of a fight?" Connor asked, making Y/n, who was staring through the glass into the OR, laugh and turn back to him.

"Just slightly nervous, Dr." She began. "I've never, in my short years of being a worker here, done a surgery for an aortic aneurysm."

Connor stopped the water and shook the rest off of his hands before turning to Y/n with empathy in his eyes.

"I've not known you for a while, but I know and trust you will handle this completely fine. Just, calm down and take deep breaths to not hurry anything." He reassured Y/n who nodded before walking into the OR, Connor following behind.

While a nurse helped Y/n get her gloves on, the nurse noticed a slight shake in Y/n.

"Dr. L/n, are you alright?" She asked, looking up into Y/n's eyes who blinked from nervousity into seriousness.

"I'm fine." Y/n answered shortly before walking to the patient who laid there, completely untouched.

Y/n stared at the patient's skin and took a deep breathe before nodding.

Scalpel!

An incision was made with the scalpel, right by the abdomen.

Connor watched Y/n work silently, only asking for her equipment as she cut open the abdomen where the aneurysm was being hidden.

"Calm down, L/n." Connor muttered as he watched Y/n start to hurry with her work.

Y/n looked up at him, eyes locking with his as she noticed her breathing had stopped. She took a new deep breath and nodded before looking back down.

Clamps

Y/n stuck her hand down, trying to look for a part of the aorta where she could clamp it to stop the blood flow.

"I-.. I can't find a place to clamp down." She nervously stated, trying to look and feel for one.

Connor watched, trying to let Y/n find it for herself, since he knew she could do it.

He had been her teacher once, when she started at the ED.

Connor loved teaching Y/n, who always was open with critique and conversations about her improvement and what she should learn for next time.

He remembered how quickly she got sent up to the surgery team, after helping a surgery right on the spot in one of the emergency rooms.

It hadn't been a shocker for Connor later when Y/n showed her great skills in surgical matter, her calm and collected self helped him AND Downey in their surgeries.

But today, her calm and collected self had vanished, off to go to Bahamas while Y/n stayed and did a open surgical repair of an aortic aneurysm.

"N-No.. I can't- I-" Y/n's stressed muttering got interrupted by Connor.

"Hey, Y/n, calm down. This is going to go okay. Deep breaths. You know what you are looking for, tell me what you feel, look at me and tell me." Connor comforted Y/n who looked up into his eyes.

She nodded and kept her eyes on his, her fingers trying to find the perfect spot.

"I- H-Here, it's not too far from the aneurysm, I found it." She explained, looking down to clamp down onto the aorta.

Y/n went quiet again, looking down into the incision.

Scalpel.

As she got handed the scalpel, she felt her hands start to shake more as she tried to dip her hand into the patient's abdomen.

"Y/n?" Connor asked as he watched Y/n's hand shake as a leaf.

"I'm okay." Y/n said as she took a deep breath in and stuffed her hand down to cut off the weakend part of the aorta which contained the aneurysm.

Graft

Her hands shook only slightly as she tried to put the material tube, but she couldn't. Something was wrong.

"I can't get the graft in place, it's not working." Y/n spoke, her voice quite calm to difference to her mind.

"What do you mean?" One of the nurses beside her asked, brows furrowed.

"It- It won't. I checked this earlier and it should work but it won't do it." Y/n answered, starting to speak slightly quicker in stress.

Connor stood there, watching as he tried figuring out the problem.

"We need a solution, we can't leave this poor girl like this, I won't leave her to die." Y/n rambled while trying to fix with the graft.

The crew began quickly thinking about solutions, watching Y/n try to fit the graft by the aorta but failing miserably.

But alas, in the end, nothing worked.

A failed surgery, now a life of a woman taken to a stop.

Y/n hurried out from the OR, pulling her gloves and mask off, as her coat.

She watched Connor do the same before walking with him to the OR waiting room.

"Mr. Donawell. I am sorry to say, but your wife sadly passed in the surgery." Y/n said, feelings behind her words but her face showed nothing, like a stone cold wall.

Mr. Donawell stared at Y/n, tears startng to drop down into his lap until his eyebrows furrowed into an angry expression.

"You!" He shouted. "You murderer!"

Connor walked forward, putting a hand in front of Mr. Donawell.

"Mr. Donawell, calm down. Dr. L/n did her best work in that OR. The best I've seen lately. I understand your grief and I am so sorry for your loss, but this is not her fault. She only wanted the best for your wife." He argumented, the man in front of him turning quiet and sit back down in his chair.

Y/n bit down on her inner cheek as the two men fought, her mind and feelings running laps around and around.

"Once again, I am sorry for your loss and take your time. There is no hurry and when you feel like writing the last forms, come up to the desk and we will help you." Y/n spoke to the man who sat with tears streaming in his eyes.

Mr. Donawell nodded and put his head down, trying to calm his breathing.

Y/n and Connor took that as a sign to leave him alone and walked away down toward the ED.

"Hey, L/n, you okay?" Connor asked before they stepped out into the big chaotic room that got called ED.

Y/n nodded and gave a soft smile to the man beside her, Connor feelng his heart to flips as he got to see the woman's smile once more.

It had started when he began teaching her. The feelings. The feelings of wanting more than they could have.

The looks, smiles, brushes past their hands, everything.

It had to mean something, it did mean something. Atleast for Connor.

The way Y/n's head leaned against Connor's shoulder when they sat in the breakroom after a long surgery to just calm down before any paramedics ran in with a new patient.

The way Y/n smiled at him every morning, calling out a "Good morning, Rhodes." with the slight wave with her fingers.

It had to mean something, it had to have some meaning behind with that wasn't only platonic.

"Wanna take a break in the breakroom? I know that surgery was hard." Connor asked as they stepped into the ED.

"No, I'm okay, I promised April to help her with her patient." Y/n said with a smile before walking away to April who smiled and waved at her.

Connor sighed, knowing that Y/n could not be in good shape after that surgery, he just knew it but couldn't say anything.

He went off to do his own work, helping Natalie with a patient.

After some work with the patient, who was a young little girl who had started to throw up everything without any sign of sickness, Y/n and April walked over to Maggie to do some paper work.

"Oh, yeah, how did the surgery go?" April asked Y/n who stopped her writing, not ready for the question.

"It went.. It went terribly, I couldn't fit the stupid graft by the aorta and slowly but surely the woman died, the clamp on the aorta had accidentally ripped off something and blood got everywhere."

Maggie and April looked at each other in worry and looked at Y/n who continued writing on her paper work, trying to ignore the looks from the two women.

"The husband, Mr. Donawell, got angry at me and called me a murderer. Which I kinda understand." Y/n continued to ramble, turning the paper to continue writing.

"Hey, Y/n?" Maggie said, grabbing Y/n's attention.

"Oh, Dr. Rhodes cleared the feelings and Mr. Donawell calmed down." She explained with a small smile.

"No, Y/n, how are you feeling? The loss of a patient isn't something easy." Maggie asked, worry and empathy filling her eyes.

Y/n's smile faltered and she tried to bring it back up.

"I'm okay, really, it happens sometimes and I tried my best." She reassured with a slight smile, the women in front of her not believing it but not pushing on anymore.

"I'm gonna check on that little girl again." Y/n said as she completed the paperform, putting it back down on the desk before walking into the patient's small room.

"Hi, Lucy, Ms. Hadfelt." Y/n greeted the small girl and her mother who looked quite distressed.

"I got answer from your tests, you remember those small pricks you felt in your arm that Nurse April took?" She told Lucy who smiled and nodded.

"Well, we have found out that it is your stomach that has a little problem, it won't let your food melt down with your stomach acid, which means that it has no way of going down so it comes up instead, and you throw up." Y/n explained, Lucy nodding with some confusion in her eyes.

"But," Y/n looked at Ms. Hadfelt. ", this is fixed with medication. I will prescribe you a medication that will allow your stomach to do it's job."

Ms. Hadfelt grew a smile on her face and nodded, silently thanking Y/n who only smiled and nodded.

"So in only a few minutes, you and your mom can go home, and it will say on the medicine box how to take them but I would recommend she takes them for every meal, and if it doesn't get better, take two every meal."

The mom nodded and Y/n left with a slight bow in respect.

As she walked out, she accidentally walked into Connor, stumbling slightly in her walk.

"Oh- So sorry, Rhodes." She apologised with a smile.

"No worries, L/n." Connor answered, his hand on her shoulder to reassure her.

A slight spark went down Y/n's shoulder as she felt Connor's calloused hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, our shifts are over soon, wanna go to Molly's after? I can buy you a drink if you want to?" Connor asked, a small smile on his face.

The only thing Y/n wanted to do was go home and cry her eyes out, but the smile on Connor's face made her think otherwise.

"Yeah, sure." Y/n answered, her smile never leaving her face as Connor nodded and walked away.

Y/n walked back to April and Maggie, her smile still there as she leaned against the desk.

"Did Ms. "I promise I have no feelings for him" just get asked out on a date?" Maggie teased Y/n who's smile turned into an annoyed expression.

"Shut up, this isn't a date, we usually hang out like that you know." Y/n argued back while April and Maggie giggled for themselves.

"And I promise you, nothing will happen on this so called 'date'." Y/n promised them both, pointing a finger at them before looking up at the clock up on the wall.

"And now my shift is done, see you guys tomorrow." She bid goodbye for them both before walking into the breakroom, opening her locker.

As she was changing her shoes, Connor walked in, a smile now on his face as he noticed Y/n.

"You still up for Molly's?" Connor asked and Y/n smiled and nodded, pulling her coat on.

"See you again in maybe 30 minutes?" Y/n said and Connor agreed, walking with her out from the hospital into the parking lot.

"Well, see you." Connor said to Y/n who waved to him before sitting down into her car, driving off back to her apartment while Connor stood there, his smile never leaving his face.

About 30 minutes later, Y/n walked into the bar, now new clothes on that wasn't her scrubs.

She wore a simple black short skirt, a white top and an oversized leather jacket on top.

It was an evening in the late spring, so thankfully the outfit didn't make her too cold.

Y/n looked around and saw that Connor sat by the bar, wearing a pair on grey pants with a brown sweater, his hand holding a half empty glass of some alcoholic drink.

Y/n walked up to him and sat beside him, smiling.

"You started to drink without me?" She teased Connor who turned to look at her, his expression turning to a happy and slightly surprised one.

His eyes wandered down to check her outfit out and he felt his body just melt, piece by piece, just by looking at her.

"You look good." He complimented her with a smile, making Y/n just want to pull Connor into a makeout session, right then and there.

"You too, Rhodes." She said back to him, watching as the bartender walked up to the pair.

"Well, hello L/n." He greeted Y/n who only nodded back at him. "What can I get you this fine evening."

Y/n chuckled and told her usual order and he nodded, starting to make the drink.

"Hey, I know you're not in the best state after that surgery." Connor blurted out, making Y/n lose her smile.

"It doesn't matter, things like that happen sometimes, and that's okay." Y/n muttered, smiling at the bartender who handed her the drink.

"It does matter, I worry about you and I don't want you walking around with a burden like that." Connor told Y/n who focused on her drink in front of her.

"I know you. I know that something like that hit a spot in your mind and isn't going to leave if we don't talk about it."

"Well, what is there to talk about? Huh? Are you going to tell me that it was all my fault and I could've done it so much better and that Downey will never see me as his head surgeon anymore and I won't get a promotion?" Y/n snapped back, making Connor hitch his breath in shock.

"Y/n. It's not your fault." Connor sighed, trying to speak in a calm tone.

"What?-"

"It's not your fault." Connor interrupted Y/n who stared at Connor in a mix of shock, anger and sadness.

"No, it's-"

"It. Is. Not. Your. Fault." He said again, his hand now on Y/n's, he could now feel how it shook in stress.

Y/n stared at Connor who looked at her with empathy and sadness.

She couldn't say anything, her eyes starting to burn with tears taht threatened to fall down.

Connor stood up from his bar stool and slowly embraced the shaking woman in front of him, her feelings now more open than they ever had been.

Y/n softly began sobbing, her hands gripping onto Connor's sweater, her tears staining the wool as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"You're okay, it's okay." Connor whispered as Y/n began slowly to calm down, her head lifting upwards toward his.

Her eyes connected with his, hers covered in a layer of tears that had yet to fall down her cheeks, other wise to Connor's that showed empathy and love.

"Y/n, I am here for you. I will listen to all of your problems, speak about your gossip or anything your heart desires. I have loved you for so long that I would never find you weak or ill for anything." Connor confessed, not really thinking this was the way he would confess.

Y/n stared up into his eyes, a little shock in them now.

"You.. You love me?" She asked softly, Connor nodding while smiling softly.

"I'm glad, because I love you too." Y/n whispered, leaning up to Connor and softly pushing her lips onto his.

Holy shit. Was what Connor thought, his lips meeting hers too.

It was like fireworks all around them, like party poppers popping every second as Y/n's hand slid up to his face to cup it while they kissed even more deeper.

After some seconds, they parted, small smiles on their faces.

"Wow." Connor muttered, making Y/n chuckle and pull him into a hug, now without any tears, nor any shaking hands.

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masterlist

#connor rhodes x reader #chicago med x reader #chicago med #medical #chicago #connor rhodes #connor #rhodes #april sexton #maggie lockwood #x reader #fem!reader

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Two Truths One Lie

Smosh: Shayne Topp x Reader

WC: 1.8K

Warnings: A little bit of suggestive(looks n feelings), use of she/her pronouns, Y/N is one of the ogs in smosh, slight fluff if u squint, Y/N is kinda famous

It was a warm day in California when the team chose to make Y/n and Shayne film the video, which they both silently thanked them for. Getting sprayed with ice cold water wouldn't be as harmful with the weather.

"Are you ready to get sprayed to death?" Shayne joked while bumping his shoulder into Y/n who turned to smirk at him.

Y/n only ignored his comment and walked into the studio where Courtney, Amanda and Angela hung out in their stools beside the "game" table.

It was a little intimidating, the guns leaning against the table while a crew member filled them both up with water.

Shayne followed after Y/n into the studio and walked with her to the sound manager who mic'ed them up, connecting their microphone while the two of them clipped the small black electronics onto their clothes.

As they finished with that, the studio manager once again called everyone to their places, checking so that everyone were feeling alright.

Y/n sat down across Shayne, Courtney to her left as she looked down at the cards in front of her.

Before any filming session, Y/n always felt a shock of adrenaline pulse through her veins, as if she felt like any second, her body would explode - which it never did of course.

"And.. Action!" Emily, the director, shouted. The studio turned quiet before Shayne turned to the camera with a dramatic sigh escaping his mouth.

"Welcome, everyone, to another round of Two Truths One Lie. In this game, me and an opponent tell three statements, where two of those statements are truths and the other one a lie." Shayne explained, still in his dramatic voice.

"If my opponent, who is Y/n today, say hi Y/n." He continued

"Hello." Y/n answered shortly, smiling into the camera.

"As I said, if my opponent fails to find my lie, I get to spray her with water, but if she succesfully finds my lie, I get sprayed by her with water."

"I think I put on the wrong clothes for this." Y/n stated, looking down at her outfit, which was a knitted sweater with some grey baggy jeans.

"Atleast you look cute!" Courtney added, making Y/n and Shayne chuckle.

Amanda coughed, glaring at the pair in front of her.

"Oh, right! This is our three watchers. Courtney, Amanda and Angela." Shayne introduced the three women, making them mutter things with annoyance.

"I'm so happy to have gathered boygenius with us today." Y/n joked, making the whole studio laugh at her joke.

"Anyway, would you like to go first?" Shayne asked Y/n who nodded, clearing her throat dramatically.

"Here are my statements. First one. I have been in a relationship with Jeanette McCurdy for an event." Y/n began, making Amanda chuckle a short laugh at the first statement.

"I have kissed Tom Cruise, on the mouth." Shayne's eyes widened at this, not at all ready for this.

"I was in a marching band in Japan when I was fifteen." Y/n said her last statement with a small smile while Shayne stared at Y/n mysteriously, trying to figure out which one is the truth.

"Okay, first statement. When and where was it?" Shayne asked as Y/n put her card down.

"It was at an event, some Nickelodeon event. I don't remember the year but I remember we were talking and I asked if for a joke we should fake a relationship for the whole event and she agreed. Really nice person she is!" Y/n explained while keeping a straight face.

Shayne nodded.

"And the next one? That seems like such a lie but if it's not I'm so jealous of you." He joked, making the trio beside him chuckle.

"Okay, so I got booked into an actual move not too long ago, no clue who was my love interest or anything, but when I arrived to the "love" scenes, there Tom Cruise was. I think it was about seven years ago or so."

The studio was quiet, everyone actually intrigued to hear the whole story, even the trio sat quietly.

"Wow, and do you remember the kiss?" Shayne sarcastically asked, but he actually wanted to know.

"I do, it was a great kiss. I was a nervous wreck but he was so calm and collected and just a nice co-worker to work with." Y/n answered with a soft smile on her face.

"And the third one?"

"As many of you know, I've lived in Japan with my family for a part of my life. And some of you know I also play the clarinet, well played, and I wanted to play it in a marching band so I joined one." Y/n explained, quite easily.

"I think I know the lie." Shayne said quickly with a smirk while Y/n only sat with a soft smile on her face.

"It's the second one, the Tom Cruise one." He continued and Y/n sighed, looking down at the table.

But she quickly grabbed the water gun and sprayed Shayne in the chest with the ice cold water.

"WHAT!?!?!?" Angela shouted while Shayne sat in shock.

"You've actually kissed Tom Cruise?" He asked, eyes wide as he laughed in just pure shock.

"I have! It was some movie, I don't remember but I was the love-interest." Y/n chuckled while putting her gun down, letting it lean against the table.

"Wait so which one was the lie?" Shayne asked, making Y/n smile.

"The marching band one. I moved to Japan when I was fifteen but joined the marching band when I was eightteen because they had an age restriction." Y/n told the group who all made 'aah' noises as an understanding.

"Alright, so my turn. I have eaten a whole tarantula on camera. I have eaten a bull penis on camera. I have eaten surströmming on camera." Shayne said quickly.

"Okay, I know one of these 100%. You did eat a tarantula. It was on Mythical Kitchen. I was there with you but I chickened out and never ate the spider but you did." Y/n thought outloud, looking directly into Shayne's eyes.

Shayne chuckled and smiled, knowing that Y/n was right with that, they both were there.

"Ah, shit. I wasn't on the filming day of the surströmming. I remember it was you and Noah and his two brothers. Shit." Y/n muttered and sighed.

"I think the bull penis one is the lie. You must've eaten some piece of surströmming that day, your fingers smelt like shit after that I remember that." She claimed, making Shayne laugh.

"Are you sure?" Shayne checked with her and she nodded.

"I'm sorry Y/n, but you are very wrong-"

"Shit! No- No please, spare me!" Y/n began shouting as she watched Shayne pull the gun up from his side.

"LET ME TAKE OFF MY SWEATER FIRST PLEASE!" She continued yelling as everyone else laughed their asses off at her reaction.

Shayne let her take her sweater off and so she did.

Y/n unclipped her mic and pulled her sweater off, her t-shirt slightly following with but with the help of Courtney who held the shirt down, she threw the sweater away to the side.

While all of this was happening, Shayne felt his ears turn slightly pink at the sight of Y/n's stomach and a small part of her ribcage.

What was going on with him? He thought, blinking his quiet suggestive thoughts away.

"Okay, I'm ready." Y/n said, now only in a tanktop.

Shayne chuckled and slowly pumped the water gun, making Y/n nervous.

"Shayne! Just do i-" Y/n got interrupted by Shayne shooting water against her stomach, making Y/n jerk in shock.

The studio began laughing in the scene that just happened.

"OW! MY SIX-PACK!" Y/n joked, making the studio continue laughing, even Shayne laughed, his eyes closed as he did.

The studio calmed down and Y/n and Shayne continued the game, Shayne absolutely failing the game, getting completely drenched in water.

After a shot of water was shot against Shayne, Angela began joking about something, distracting the studio and audience of what happened anywhere else.

Y/n took the chance to look at Shayne who focused on Angela.

He had a big part of his t-shirt completely soaked, and Y/n kinda thanked herself for that, because now she could see Shayne's chest.

Her eyes drifted down a little before looking back up, but now on Angela who was still talking about who know's what.

Now it was Shayne's turn to look at Y/n, her tanktop had only gotten a little soaked, only showing some parts of her bra underneath.

Shayne had to control his breathing, his hands tightly knitted together underneath the tablecloth as he felt his ears turn pink again. He had felt Y/n's stare, he wasn't gullible, and damn did it make him feel good.

They continued the game after Angela's rant and finally it ended, ending with Y/n winning quite naturally.

The cameras turned off and the pair of them walked up to the sound manager who they handed their microphones to before walking out from the studio.

"That was fun, really." Y/n began, smiling softly at Shayne who chuckled, looking down at himself.

"Yeah, sure, maybe for you." He sighed dramatically, making Y/n grin while pushing Shayne's shoulder jokingly.

"Oh, shit, I forgot my sweater. Let me go get it." Y/n remembered, running back into the studio and getting the sweater.

As she picked up her sweater, Courtney walked up to her with a small smile.

"I saw you looking at him." She blurted out, making Y/n look up at her with slight wide eyes.

"I-"

"And he was looking at you too, y'know." Courtney said while smirking as she watched Y/n's cheeks turn slightly pink.

"Okay, fine. I was looking at him, he looked hot okay." Y/n sighed, confessing to Courtney who chuckled.

"Don't tell me that, tell it to him." She said while nodding to someone behind Y/n, who turned around to see Shayne stand there with slightly tinted ears.

"Oh-" Y/n said before trying to stutter something about how she did think like that and that it was okay if he didn't feel the same.

"Y/n, would you like to go out with me?" Shayne interrupted her rambling, making her stop in her tracks.

"What?" She asked, flabbergasted.

"Would you like to go out with me?" Shayne asked again, now with a smile on his face.

"Ye-Yeah, that'd be nice." Y/n said, now also with a grin on her face as she watched Shayne nod and walk away.

"Finally! I've waited for that since you both started working here." Courtney groaned, walking away from Y/n who stood there, excitement filling her entire body.

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THIS WAS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING WATCHING THIS VIDEO I AM SO AHEAUIWUWFIWKDRISIUE

"our first contestant, please welcome, all the way from disney world: shayne!"

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first time meeting gilbert blythe x fem!reader

warnings: none really i hope u like it i suck at these hihohohiohio

the wind blew calmly outside of the café, a laughter of small children getting heard as they played.

it was a calming nature for priscilla who sat at a table with a small muffin and tea in front of her while her hand held a book. emma, by jane austen.

a small pling of the bell over the door made its sound as the door opened, a boy walking inside. the shop owner who was wiping some empty tables greeted the boy, making him nod curtly at her.

the boy's eyes shifted around and he made contact with the girl, his eyes looking down at the book.

a small smile came onto his face as he read the title. it had been one of his father's favourites.

"excuse me, miss." he said, loud enough for the girl to notice him but not loud enough to disturb others.

y/n looked up, her thumb resting between the pages as she closed her book.

"can i help you, sir?" y/n asked with her very noticable british accent.

"may i sit with you? i noticed your book and remembered it to be my father's favourite before he passed away." the boy answered her question, nodding down at the empty chair in front of priscilla, who nodded with a smile with no bother.

the boy sat down, taking off his hat and placing it down on the table.

"may i ask your name?" he asked while y/n put an actual bookmark between the pages to be able to close the book completely.

"y/n. y/n l/n. and your name?" y/n told the boy, who was fixing his fluffy dark brown hair. 

"gilbert blythe. i must say, y/n is such a pretty name." gilbert complimented, making y/n smile softly at the boy in front of her.

she whispered a small thank you, not noticing the stare gilbert had on her as she looked down. a small piece of her brown fringe fell down, making her hurriedly slip it back behind her ear.

"did you father read anything else of jane austen before he passed?" y/n asked, trying to not offend gilbert.

gilbert, who wasn't ready for a new question, was taken aback slightly but he composed himself and nodded. 

"he was quite the reader and read a lot of books, but no books touched him as jane austen's did." he answered, his eyes watching how y/n took a sip of her tea, her eyebrows showing interest in gilbert's conversation.

"your father sounds kind just by his choice of reading." y/n said with a small smile on her face, watching as gilbert's slight smile turned into a knowing smile as he looked down, reminiscing about memories of the past.

"he was." gilbert answered shortly, looking up with slightly teared eyes. "i'm sorry, for tearing up, we barely know each other." he muttered, drying his eyes.

"oh, i'm so sorry, did i offend you? i did not mean to." y/n hurriedly tried to apologise, standing up from her chair to crouch down in front of gilbert while taking out a napkin for him to use.

"you didn't offend me, not at all, you did quite the other." gilbert sighed, looking down at priscilla's worried e/c eyes with his hazel eyes. tears pooled in his eyes as he thought of his father.

y/n handed him the napkin while looking at him with a sympathetic expression.

"let me take you on a walk, mr blythe, to freshen your thoughts, perhaps?" she offered, standing up straightly while wiping some dust off of her blue dress.

gilbert smiled and nodded, standing up from his seat after he dried his tears.

he grabbed his hat, slacking it down onto his head.

"let me pay, for your kind behaviour of such terrible of mine." gilbert obliged, taking out some coins for the shop owner to take. he handed the owner the money while thanking for the service.

y/n let him, shrugging her own coat on before walking with gilbert out from the café, of course with her book in her arms.

the pair was met with a comfortable spring wind fly against them as they got outside to the streets of charlottetown.

gilbert handed his arm for priscilla to hold, making her chuckle.

"what a gentleman you are, mr blythe." she joked while holding his arm gently before they began walking towards a small park.

a comfortable silence swept over them as they walked around in the park where trees began to blossom but it got interrupted by gilbert himself.

"may i ask where you are from? i have not seen someone in my age here in charlottetown." he asked y/n who turned to him slightly with her head.

"i'm from a town in england called brighton. i'm here to take my last year of school before college, which i wanted to take here on prince edward island. but that makes me to ask how old you are." y/n explained to gilbert who now understood the accent.

"i'm sixteen, and i guess you are also sixteen." he concluded and y/n nodded at his guess.

"i'm going to a school in avonlea, since my mother has placed our residence there." y/n continued, making gilbert's eyebrows lift.

"so you're the new people who moved into the old house." gilbert muttered, more to himself but y/n heard so she hummed in agreement.

the pair sat down on a white bench with a silence over them.

"i'm sure the girls in the school will like you. you seem like one they would like." gilbert claimed, making y/n look at him.

"is that a compliment or is it negative?" she chuckled, making gilbert grin.

"that depends how you think about it." he answered, smiling at the beautiful girl in front of him.

y/n smiled as she looked down into her lap, her eyes drifting to the watch gilbert wore around his wrist. she read the time and gasped slightly.

"oh, dear, my train leaves back to avonlea in fifteen minutes!" she quickly began, standing up to shake gilbert's hand. "so nice to meet you, gilbert and i hope to meet you again, maybe in school?" she continued.

gilbert let y/n shake her hand while smiling softly. 

"it was nice meeting you too, y/n. i hope you will find it comforting in avonlea before the school term begins." he told y/n who nodded and continued shaking his hand, not noticing that she didn't stop.

seconds later y/n quickly pulled her hand back ith an awkward chuckle before she bid gilbert goodbye as she rushed away out from the park to the train station, leaving a giddy gilbert behind on the bench.

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