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chelleztjs18 · 2 months
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The Scene (E.O)
Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!ActressReader ; Rachel McAdams, Benedict Cumberbatch (Platonic)
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Summary: Something unexpected happened while you were filming a movie with Lizzie which leads more things out of it.
Warning: None. Just some fluff.
A/n: Hello! I'm back. This fic is from two request that I combined together. This is a made up Kamar Taj scene is being filmed with Rachel McAdams and Benedict Cumberbatch in it. I apologize in advance for any inaccuracies in the scene and golden globes part. Happy reading!
Here are the requests for this fic:
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What’s better than playing a superhero role in the movie industry? Well, nothing can top the joy and the fun of filming in one of the Marvel movies with your beloved wife, Elizabeth Olsen. You and Lizzie have been married for five months now. It was a very small intimate wedding with family and close friends, just like how you and Lizzie wanted. There was no media nor paparazzi craziness. Both of you try to keep your relationships for two years and the wedding under the radar to enjoy and cherish each other more privately in between busy schedules.
“You did a great job, Lizzie. I can’t believe that you did that scene in one shot. That was pretty hard to do with all the wires and stuff.” Benedict compliments her as he takes a seat next to her, taking a break.
“Aww thanks, Ben. I was actually nervous. You know me with heights, never a fan of it.” Lizzie lets out her little laugh.
“Oh yeah, I see what you mean. They pull you up pretty high.I bet it can be uncomfortable sometimes, especially with your Scarlet Witch costume right now.” The Wizard cast responds.
“Sometimes but I love this costume. So, I won’t complain.” She laughs again after trying to let out a joke.
Lizzie and Benedict have a great time talking for a little while until she sees something that makes her stomach turn. Anger thundered through her. Her heart aches and she crumbles inside. All emotions mix up in a split second. Lizzie stands up furiously. She can’t believe what she just saw. Seeing Rachel kiss your lips and you don’t even do anything to avoid it, makes her want to get to you right away.
“Liz? Are you okay?” The British man asks confusedly after taking notice of Lizzie's displeased facial expression.
“Yeah. Excuse me. I’ll be right back.” That was all Lizzie said shortly before she rushed her steps with her full Wanda’s costume and barged into the set where you and Rachel are.
“What’s going on here?” Lizzie asks in such anger. You and Rachel look at Lizzie in surprise that neither of you say anything for a few seconds.
The silence from the both of you upset Lizzie even more. Her glossy hurtful eyes look at you in disappointment as she continues telling you how she feels in gritted teeth slowly walking closer to you and Rachel. “After everything we’ve been through, this is what I get in return? Was it a game for you? And to think I would go through the ends of the world for you. Just explain to me why?!” she demands. Her voice gets shaky.
Rachel slowly moves to get to behind you, trying not to get involved between you and Lizzie. Noticing what Rachel is doing, you naturally take a stand in front of her. You were about to tackle everything she said but she didn’t let you. “How could you do this to me?” She added as she spread her palms then clenched them to fists with fury.
Then all of sudden, a familiar voice struck Lizzie’s attention. “Cut! That surprisingly fits perfectly!”
Lizzie quickly turns her head to where the voice came from. She came to realize what was actually going on. She looks at you, Rachel and surroundings. The filming crews are looking at the three of you. Sam, the director smiles satisfiedly.
Her cheeks slowly turn crimson. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry. I–I–I didn’t know that you were filming a scene. Oh my gosh.” She covers her face with her hands for a few seconds and then uncover it. She tries to laugh her embarrassment off. Her cheeks feel warmer from blushing.
“It’s okay but yes, love. I was filming a scene with Rachel.” You replied.
“I’m sorry, Lizzie. It was totally a professional kiss.” Rachel explains in a light joking tone to make your wife feel better.
“No. No, you are totally fine. I’m sorry. I-I just didn’t know that there’s a kissing scene.” Everybody in the room heard what she just said in awe.
“Yes, babe. I told you about it the other night, remember?” you explain yourself as you grab both of her hands to give her the reassurance and comfort she needs. Lizzie tries to recall. “Oooohh yeah. Gosh, I was probably distracted when I was cooking dinner. So embarass–”
You and Lizzie notice that Sam came to talk.
“I’m so sorry, Sam. I totally forgot that there was a kissing scene and I got—” Lizzie awkwardly apologizes but Sam finishes her sentence.
“Jealous? First of all, it was cute. Second of all, it was a brilliant spontaneous scene! I love it. You should see your facial expression on the whole thing.”
“Oh yeah, I could see that, Sam. I thought the Scarlet Witch existed for real for that whole minute.” you joke more as you gently squeeze her hand as your way to let her know that you are with her to comfort her.
“Yeah, but I apologize for ruining the scene.”
“Oh no, you didn’t at all, Lizzie. As a matter of fact, I will change the script and we will use it in the movie. We just need to add some visual effects in it and it’s good to go.” Sam lays out his idea and plan in a thrill.
Hearing his plan, Lizzie’s face slowly shows some relief. “Oh, uh– wow. Okay.” The four of you laugh. “Okay, then. Let’s take a lunch break and we’ll continue in an hour?” Sam announced.
Everybody walks away to take their break but you grab Lizzie’s hand before she turns around. “Feel better, babe?” you try to make sure.
“It was so embarrassing but yes, I feel better.” She smiles then laughs.
“No, I meant that the kiss was just one of the scenes.”
“Uh-y-yes.” She admits and covers her face once again. You pull her hands away and look at her lovingly.
“I would never do that to you nor hurt you like that. I’m all yours I love you.” You kiss her forehead then look at her again.
“Aw. I love you too, y/n. Thank you.”
“You were cute and sexy at the same time when you get jealous though.” You tease her and both of you laugh.
“Oh yeah? Well, you better watch out.” She teases you back.
“Oh, really?” your lips form a teasing smirk. She playfully hits your arm and rolls her eyes.
“You are silly. Let’s go have lunch babe. I’m hungry after all that jealousy I felt.” she grabs your hand and walks with you.
“You are cute.” you follow where Lizzie leads you.
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It has been two weeks since the latest Marvel movie came out. It was a hit. People love you and Lizzie in it. You are happy with how positive the public's reaction was. There was a rumor going around that Lizzie improvised on the jealous Scarlet Witch scene after your character kisses Rachel’s. Neither you, Lizzie nor other casts know how the words spread. Lizzie is happy with the fact that people love your acting in the movies. That’s all that matters to her.
Today, you, Lizzie, Rachel and Benedict are invited to the Jimmy Fallon show to talk about the viral movie. Before you got to the location, both you and Lizzie had a talk and decided to be ready if Jimmy asked about your love life. You both think it’s time to let the cats out of the bag about your relationship.
“Welcome everybody! Wow, I feel so safe right now with some of the Marvel superheroes around us.” said the host followed by the cheer and applause from the thrilled audiences.
“Thank you for having us, Jimmy. So good to be back here.” Lizzie expresses her gratitude from where she sits next to the beautiful older actress, Rachel. You adore her beauty from the seat across from her as the dark haired actor next to you chimes in.
Everything went well and it was really fun for everybody. All the casts get their questions.The studio is filled with laughter and excitement.
“Okay, Y/n Y/LN. It’s your turn right now for questions.” Jimmy slightly turns his head to you.
“Oh lord.” you joke as you pretend to look nervous. The audiences and Jimmy laugh at your antics. “I love your character. You have a cool super power in it and as you know a lot of fans are simping your character with the one and only Scarlet Witch.” The crowd can’t hold back themselves with such thrill as soon as Jimmy mentioned the both of you.
You hear Lizzie’s lovely laugh and you glanced at her to see her smile.
“Ah yes, yes. I heard about it.” you respond as you shift the way you sit a little and smile.
“Let’s just go straight to everybody’s favorite scene after you kiss Rachel’s character.” Benedict and Rachel playfully do a hand gesture as if they are locking their mouth. Rachel even throws the imaginary key of the lock to you.
“What? What is it? Are we missing something?” puzzled with what he just saw, Jimmy asked. His gaze bouncing back and forth between the four of you.
“Oh no. Nothing. Nothing.” Benedict denies the question and laughs. Jimmy then looks at Rachel, hoping he will get an answer and Rachel pretends jokingly to look around with a smile.
“Ah, I see. We’ll get back to you two later.” Jimmy adds.
“So, back to you, Y/n.” Jimmy looks at you and with that he interviews you some questions regarding the movie. Three questions and some jokes later, you thought he was done asking you but you were wrong.
“As the newcomer in MCU, fans are dying to know about your current love —” Jimmy was interrupted by the cheering women fans in the studio. He smiles as he slightly lifts up his hand asking for some silence to continue.
You laugh as your cheek blush and you tap your hands gently multiple times on your thighs nervously. You and Lizzie knew sooner or later that this question would come.
“Are you seeing someone now?”
“As in dating or hallucinating?” Once more you joke around and everybody instantly laughs.
“Good one. Good one. Nice try on stalling to answer the question.” Jimmy responds humorously in between laughs.
You sneaked another quick glance to Lizzie then looked at Jimmy. “Well, I’m taken, married actually.” you finally answered and you subtly show the wedding ring on your ring finger and awkwardly laugh.
“Wait.. Wait.. Wait.. What?? When did this all happen? Last time you were here, you were single.” Jimmy exclaimed.
“Yes I was but now I’m happily married.” The audiences are in awe with your answer.
“Okay, okay. Congratulations! Wow. What an exciting surprise. Is your husband from the movie industry as well?” Jimmy asks curiously.
“Wife.” You corrected it with an excited smile. Surely, Jimmy looks surprised yet excited for you. A huge cloud of curiosity flows over Jimmy and all of the audiences instantly.
“Awww! Who is this lucky woman?” Jimmy asks and shortly after people start to chant “Who is she? Who is she?”
The four of you laugh. Rachel and Benedict try to keep their expression that they know the truth. Nobody notices that Lizzie looks at you and gives you a subtle small wink and you take that as your cue that it’s time to let people know.
“Okay. Okay. My wife is a very lovely woman. She is the sweetest so I’m the lucky one. We have been friends since the first time I came to this industry. She helps me and teaches what she knows in acting.”
“Oh?! So she is an actress?” Jimmy tries harder to dig more.
“Yes she is. Lizzie and I have been married for five months now.” In a split second, everybody in their seats cheers, applauses and goes crazy.
“Oh my god! I knew it! I knew it!” Jimmy exclaimed with a huge smile, raising his fists as if he just won a jackpot.
A few minutes later silence slowly covers up the cheerings.
“Okay, since the tea has been spilled, Lizzie, let’s switch seats so you can sit next to your wife.” Benedict stands up and gives up his seat to Lizzie. Everybody looks at you and Lizzie in awe as soon as she sits next to you and holds your hands.
Jimmy quickly connects the dots and asks one unexpected question.
“Wait, so does it mean that the improvised jealous Scarlet Witch was actually real?” An image of the scene shows up on the giant screen as Jimmy’s hand points at it. “I meant Wanda’s expression looks so real that I can even feel it when I watch it. Were you really jealous, Elizabeth?” he continues.
“Uh oh.” Benedict's short remark lures some laugh from you and Lizzie.
“Tell him, Lizzie.” Rachel joins in jokingly.
Lizzie laughs awkwardly, blush creeps up on her cheeks. “Oh my gosh. This was embarrassing. So, in my defense, I didn’t know— well actually I forgot that there was a kissing scene between Y/n and Rachel. I was just taking a break and chilling with Benedict then I saw them kissing, I didn’t know they were filming. So yeah and then that happened. Eeeeend scene.” Lizzie explained.
Jimmy lets out a pretend gasp and looks at Benedicts. “Why didn’t you stop her?” Everybody laughs.
“Oh I was just so puzzled because she just suddenly stood up, excused herself and told me she would be right back. I tried to stop her, I wish I had the time stone with me at that time.” The  dark haired man responded with some laughs.
“Rachel, you were hiding behind Y/n’s back.” Jimmy examines the giant picture.
“Yes, yes I was. To be honest, I was so bamboozled and my mind tried to think if Lizzie was really mad with me because I don’t want her to be mad at me or if it was just Wanda’s part in the scene. My mind starts to question in those short minutes if Wanda will push me with her wiggly woo in it because I have all the wire around me and I wasn’t ready if they were gonna do a sudden pull on me with them.” Rachel smiles at Lizzie and you.
Jimmy nods at Rachel’s answer then looks at you. “I was as confused as Rachel was but I tried to calm her down because I knew it was all a misunderstanding. Lizzie never really shows jealousy but I’m not gonna lie she actually looked so cute and adorable.”  You look at her in adoration and rub your thumb in the back of her hand. Lizzie gives you a smile back.
“Wow, I never knew behind that iconic scene was actually a funny moment. So Sam, the director, decided to use that scene for the movie?” Jimmy lets out his thoughts.
“Yes, he did.” Another shy laugh followed Lizzie’s answer. With that, the show continues with a little more questions and everything goes well.
You and Lizzie are happy with people’s positive reaction at the show about your relationship until some comments you read on social media a few days after.
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You and Lizzie are having a relaxing week before the Golden Globe award event this weekend. You are sitting in the backyard scrolling on the internet while Lizzie is doing her gardening vlog.
“Hi babe. What you doin’ there?” Lizzie asks as she grabs a glass of iced tea you made for her and sits next to you once she is done with her plants.
“Oh nothing. Jimmy’s show that we were in is up on the channel and internet. So I was just reading people’s comments.” you answer while your gaze is glued to the screen of your tablet.
“Oh? I hope they are all good comments?” she responds after a sip. “Hm yeah, they are.” you mindlessly answer but she notices your facial expression. You squint a little as you read more. Your eyebrow knitting together and your lips pressing in a straight line without even realizing it.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Lizzie’s tone sounds a little concerned.
“Ah nothing to be worried about, Liz. Some people are just funny with their comments and really need to find something else to do.” your hand did an air quote on the word funny and you laughed.
“What did you mean? What comment? Let me see.” Lizzie's curiosity takes over and she opens her palm, waiting for you to hand her the tablet.
“Just promise me, don’t worry about the comments and ignore them, okay, love. They really don’t bother me.” you subtly demand shortly before you let her read them.
“I can’t believe that Lizzie married Y/n Y/L/N. I hope it was just a lie.”
“Y/n is a new actress, she probably just wanted fame from being with Lizzie.”
“I think this whole thing was a skit to gain more fans attention, she probably lied about being married to Lizzie.”
“Even though IF it was true that they are married, she just uses Lizzie as her ride to fame. I’m sure as soon as she gets enough fame or movies, Y/n will leave her.”
The more she reads the comments, the more upset she looks. “I’m not happy with this, Y/n. We gotta do something about this.”
“No, I don’t think we have to do anything about it. I’m sure the comments will soon be old news and people will forget about it. I don’t really care what people say about me, Lizzie.” you express your point of view.
“I do. I will do something about it.”
“Wait, what are you going to do?”
“We’ll see. Don’t worry, darling. Everything is under control.” She kisses your cheeks and smiles, not giving you any clue what’s on her mind. You try to shrug it off and not to worry about it.
Few days later, there are more comments, both positive and negative about you and Lizzie’s. There are even videos in the media from the influencers or fans talking about them and going viral.
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Today is the Golden Globe award day. It’s the first big event since you got married. After hours of getting ready, you and Lizzie finally arrived at the venue. As soon as both of you got out of the car and walked to the red carpet spot, fans went all hyped up and so did the paparazzi and the media. You and Lizzie sometimes stop to sign some autographs.
You hear a bunch of voices calling Lizzie’s and your name. It’s your and Lizzie’s turn to be on the red carpet, camera flashes start to show up from every direction. Lizzie holds your hand as she poses with a smile and her eyes look at the camera.
The photographers caught some cute moments of you and Lizzie smiling at each other with the look of love.
Suddenly, Lizzie pulls you closer to her and kisses you on the lips to show the world how much she loves you and how happily married she is to you. She wanted to show all the internet trolls who said bad things about you to just mind their own business.
After the kiss, Lizzie smiles and says “I love you.” and without a doubt you say it back to her and it all caught on camera.
At the end of the red carpet, Lavern Cox is already waiting for you two to come and interview you.
“Oh my god, here comes the newlywed. One of the IT couples. Hi you guys. Both of you look amazing tonight!” She greets you and Lizzie.
“Hello, Lavern. Thank you. So glad to see you again.” you replied after you and Lizzie gave her friendly kiss on the cheeks.
“Me too, Y/n! Congratulations on the wedding! You both make a perfect couple and Lizzie, that kiss just now, I was in awe when I saw it. That was a pretty strong statement you made after things went viral about you two.” Lavern said shortly before she directed her microphone to Lizzie and you to respond.
You start with an awkward laugh. “I really didn’t expect the kiss, Lizzie always surprises me with her lovely and sweet gesture. I really appreciate her ways of showing her love and I’m really proud to show up as her wife tonight.” You can’t hold back a smile as soon as you are done saying your part and Lizzie takes her turn. Lizzie’s eyes are drinking the view of your smile in awe.
“Nice to see you again, Lavern. Thank you. It’s always nice to see our friends here and I think tonight is the perfect time for us to openly come out as being married to each other. I thank all the fans for their support and I would also like to tell some of the people who spread bad words or lies about Y/n to just leave her alone. We are happily married, we love each other sincerely. Y/n has been a great partner for me and she loves me for who I am. She could be famous even without me because she is a very talented actress and amazing person.” Her gentle smile looks totally opposite from her subtle firm tone as she expresses her thoughts towards the end of her statement.
“I couldn’t agree more with you, Lizzie. Wow, I love you so much for standing up for Y/n.” Lavern compliments her and continues with a few more questions about the outfits you and Lizzie wear tonight before the usher leads the two of you to the ballroom.
After having a little small talk with the others on the table, you gently hold Lizzie’s hand under the table and whisper to her “Thank you so much for standing up for me. I’m so lucky to have you.”
Lizzie’s gaze gently locks on yours and she replies with a loving smile. “Of course, babe. Like I said, everything is under control.” she gives you a quick peck on your lips then tonight’s host starts the event.
Everybody had a great time. At the end of the night, the crowd cheers even more positively as you and Lizzie walk out.
A/n: Welp, that's all from me for today, peeps! I hope you enjoy this. Let me know what you think. Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. Follow me for more and see you in next!
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rxmqnova · 11 days
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Where Lizzie keeps using Yn's clothes like sweaters, jackets, hoodies...
They are together but keep it private so people or fans didn't know about them. Yn's and Lizzie's fandoms theorized separately about who can be their partners until someone discovered that they matched a few items of clothing and they were searching for more.
They saw that sometimes Lizzie's clothes were bigger. So they started to post photos of Yn and Lizzie wearing the same thing, and Yn saw it and show Lizzie the post so they had an idea, because Yn was the extovert one in the relationship and made a tshirt about a photo of Lizzie and saying something like "yes, i'm dating lizard" or "i'm dating this idiot" or whatever you wanna write hahaha but she didn't say anything to Lizzie so It was a surprise for her when Yn showed her the paparazzi photos and they burst out laughing
Clothes stealer
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NO ONE'S POV "Babe? Have you seen my hoodie?" Y/N calls from her and Lizzie's shared bedroom, looking into her closet for what feels like a hundred time.
"Which one?" Lizzie calls back from the bathroom where she's getting ready for the day.
"My favorite, the dark blue one"
Lizzie can't help but smile as she's currently wearing that hoodie. The two practically share all of their clothes. Lizzie absolutely loves stealing her girlfriend's clothes and Y/N doesn't mind at all, she loves seeing her girlfriend in her clothes.
"Nope, haven't seen it" Lizzie lies, not noticing her girlfriend standing at the doorframe and watching her with an amused smile.
"Is that so?" Y/N teases, walking over to Lizzie and wrapping her arms around her from behind. "So you're not wearing it at the moment by any chance?"
"Hm-hm, I definitely do not" Lizzie smiles, turning around in Y/N's arms and wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's neck.
"Mhm. I see" Y/N chuckles, pecking her girlfriend's lips with a sweet kiss. "You know… I found a very interesting article. You haven't told me you're dating Aubrey Plaza"
"What?" Lizzie tilts her head in confusion, making Y/N let out a chuckle.
"I'm just messing with you, but that article really exists. Your fans are trying to find out who's the one you're dating and last week it was Aubrey" Y/N explains.
"Oh, I guess paparazzi took some pictures of us when we went out for lunch last week"
"Mhm. That was last week though, this week you're dating someone else" Y/N teases. "People noticed what a clothes stealer you are, look" She chuckles, showing her girlfriend all those instagram posts where the fans are comparing hers and Lizzie's clothes.
"Oh my god. They see every detail" Lizzie chuckles, looking through all the pictures. "Looks like our little secret isn't so secret anymore" She smiles, wrapping her arms around Y/N's neck and looking deeply into her eyes.
In that moment Y/N gets a brilliant idea…
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Y/N has everything prepared by now, so now it's time to make her plan come to life. Her idea is basically going out and wearing a shirt with a picture of her girlfriend and words 'Yes, lizard is my girlfriend'.
Y/N's absolutely thrilled about that idea and she can't wait to see Lizzie's reaction. She's more of an extrovert in the relationship and she loves teasing her fans, so this is just the perfect thing to do.
So when she gets ready to go out, obviously with the shirt on, she leaves the house. Lizzie's out filming and won't be back before the evening, so it's the best time to do it now.
Y/N makes her way to the store, at least she gets to buy some groceries to make dinner for her and Lizzie when she gets home.
And then it happens. Just when she walks out of the store with a bag full of groceries, she spots a few people with cameras.
She makes sure to hold the bag far from the shirt, so the print of the shirt could be seen. It takes a few minutes until she gets to her car, ready to drive back home as she's sure the pictures were taken.
And they were, appearing on Instagram only an hour later. Y/N smiles when she scrolls through all the pictures, satisfied with it and excited to show her girlfriend.
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By the time Lizzie arrives home the dinner is ready to be served. She walks into the kitchen, a smile appearing on her face when she spots Y/N preparing the table for dinner.
"Hello there, beautiful" Lizzie says on which Y/N immediately lifts her eyes and locks them with her girlfriend's, smile forming on her face.
"Well, hello, gorgeous" Y/N says back, walking over to Lizzie and properly greeting her with a kiss.
The dinner goes as usual and the pair talks about each other's days. And just when both are done eating, the time comes and Y/N decides to show her girlfriend the pictures.
"We've talked about going public eventually, right?" Y/N starts, looking into Lizzie's eyes, and receives a nod and a smile. "Well, you know, I thought… why not do it in a cool way? So I just went to the store… like this" And that's when she turns her phone around to Lizzie who truly can't contain her laughter.
"You're such an idiot sometimes" Lizzie chuckles out, taking Y/N's phone and looking more into the pictures.
"I think it was way better than doing it the boring way like everyone else" Y/N says, playing offended and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Well, but this one's brilliant" Lizzie shows the picture she only just found to Y/N, both of them bursting into laughter at how funny the picture actually looks. "Oh my god, look at your face in this one!"
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alotofpockets · 9 months
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Private not secret | Elizabeth Olsen
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Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader
Summary: You and Lizzie are both part of the MCU and attend a panel together, what happens when an interviewer tries to press Lizzie to talk about the ring she's wearing when you're keeping your relationship private from the public? A/n: This interview gave me inspiration for the ring part.
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From the moment you first laid eyes on Elizabeth Olsen at the table read for Captain America: The Winter Soldier you knew she was going to be someone special in your life. As you expected the two of you grew close quickly and eventually started dating. It’s been ten years since that table read and she has become the most important person in your life. With both of your celebrity statuses, the conversation of privacy had come up pretty quickly. You had each voiced not wanting to have your relationship to be public, your relationship wasn’t a secret, you just preferred it to be private. 
As you were checking out the outfit you picked out for Marvel Con in the mirror, Lizzie walked up behind you. She snaked her hands around your waist and rested her head on your shoulder. She admired you in the mirror, “You look so beautiful, baby.” You smile at her compliment, she always knew how to boost your confidence. “Thank you, darling, you look amazing yourself.” Lizzie held one of her hands out in front of her, “I don’t want to take it off, how would you feel if I kept it on?” You lace your fingers with hers and kiss the ring on her finger. You admired the ring you had picked out for her many months ago, the ring you had chosen to ask her to marry you with last week. “Yeah, I’m good with you keeping it on. Are you ready to go?”
The convention was so much fun, you met back up with so many friends and coworkers. It was rare that you were all together besides filming, as there were so many of you. You also got to meet a lot of fans, take pictures, hear their stories, and admire the art they made. You were on a few panels, most were without Lizzie, while Lizzie had her own panels, like the WandaVison panel with Paul Bettany. To close off the convention there was one last big panel for CA:TWS, there was one big couch and an armchair, for the six of you. The interviewer welcomed everyone to the stage, “Welcome everybody to the last panel of the day, give it up for Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Elizabeth Olsen and Y/n Y/l/n!” The crowd cheered and the first four sat down on the couch, making it full. You and Lizzie look at the armchair which isn’t exactly big enough for two people and laugh, you tell Lizzie to take it and sit down on the armrest yourself. The interviewer offered up her chair, but you assured her that it was all good.
“Thank you all so much for joining us, the ten year anniversary of Captain America: The Winter Soldier is coming up, Chris, how does that feel?” Chris takes one of the mics, “It’s so crazy to think that ten years ago we started filming the first movie of the MCU. I’m so thankful for being able to play this character and how much we’ve got to expand this universe to the big screen and introduce all these new heroes. Yeah, it’s been great.” The interviewer says it’s time for a question from the audience, you turn to face the person standing at the mics and all say hello. “Hi, I’m Ryan, and I have a question for y/n, what is your favorite memory from filming the movie?” Lizzie hands you the mic she was holding, you smile at her and thank her. “Oh, that’s a good question! I have so many good memories from that movie.” Your eyes move over to Lizzie for a moment only to see that she was already looking at you, you smile and focus back on the crowd. “I think I’m gonna have to go with the fight scene where we’re running through an office. So, papers had to be flying off of desks and the amount of times they had to be picked up to be able to shoot the scene again was just so funny.” 
Another fan comes up to the stand, “Hello, my name is Ellie, and my question is for Elizabeth. You’ve spoken a bit about your anxiety and I was just wondering how you manage to keep that under control with big crowds like this.” You hand the mic back to Lizzie, “First off I want to emphasize how important it is for me to talk about subjects like these, so thank you very much for your question, Ellie. “Secondly, for me, having people around me that make me feel safe is very important.” Lizzie places a hand on your knee. “For instance, I know that if I were to start feeling overwhelmed, y/n would notice and help me stay grounded.” 
The interviewer continues after all the fan questions are answered. “So, Elizabeth, I noticed a pretty ring on your finger.” Lizzie looks down at her hand, “Yeah, it’s beautiful right. it’s a cocktail ring, my fancy ring.” The interviewer presses on, “Is it a cocktail ring though?” You want to step in and tell the interviewer she should stop pressuring Lizzie, but before you can speak up Scarlett does. “Before we have to go, I’d like to ask you all a question. I would love it if we could take a big group picture, would you be up for that?” The crowd cheers. You all kneel down at the edge of the stage so that everyone fits in the picture. “Thank you.” You whisper to Scarlett as you move back to your seats. 
Once the panel is over you head to your backstage room with Lizzie. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to the lady.” Lizzie grabs your hand in hers, “You’re all good. That would probably have been more suspicious than how Scar handled it. Let’s just enjoy the rest of our night. “You’re right.” You share a sweet kiss before heading over to your friends.
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gingiesworld · 6 months
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Plaything (Kinktober)
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Jane Banner x GN! Reader
Warnings: Smut. Jane tied up and spread. Amab! Reader
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Jane didn't really understand how she had got herself in her position right now. Tied up to a bed. One bed post for each limb as she lay bare. Y/N, a well known mob boss was sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. Watching each breath that Jane had took, the wetness that was pooling between her legs.
"You know, I think I am off of my game if they sent a rookie to come after me." They smirked as they played with the blade in their hands.
"I am not a rookie." Jane told them confidently, given the situation.
"Well, with the you being tied up says otherwise Ms Banner." Y/N stood up and approached the side of the bed, looking down upon her as they soon danced the cool blade around her skin. "I know who you are. I did my research."
"Fuck you." Jane spat at them as they chuckled darkly. Soon carving their initials into her side, causing her to bite her lip at the brief pain.
"You know, I did originally expect an older fella but you were a surprise." They smirked as they placed the blade down on the table before their fingers started to dance around her skin. Jane avoided eye contact as her skin began to tingle beneath their touch. "The usual ones, I just carve them up and dispose of them like garbage, but you." Their hand made it's way towards her centre, running their finger through her folds as she tried and failed to hold back a moan. "I think I might just keep you for my own pleasure." They hummed at the taste of her arousal on their fingers before they thrust three fingers inside of her. "All mine to play with. My very own plaything."
"I am not yours." Jane tried only to be cut off when a moan left her lips as Y/N brushed against her g spot.
"Those sounds suggest otherwise." They whispered in her ear before leaning back to look into her eyes. A smirk on their face. "You would be the perfect breeder for my heir." They sneered as Jane shook her head, their breath fanning over her lips as they added a fourth finger.
"No." She told them as Y/N just smirked.
"Would you rather die?" They feigned their own grief, as though they cared for her. "Don't worry, in 9 months you will die the moment our child is in my arms."
"No." She cried as she spasmed beneath them, shamefully coming as they laughed darkly. "No." She watched as they undone their belt and removed their trousers and underwear.
"You will look perfect all round." They lined their cock with her puffy dripping cunt before slamming into her. Not giving her time to adjust as they rammed into her, hard and deep. Jane could taste blood as she bit her lip to contain her moans that wanted to escape. Although the arousal dripping from her was failing her hardened exterior. She was a mess for them and they loved it.
Their hands scratched down her sides as they reached their climax, soon lining her womb with their sperm. Once they had calmed down, they pulled out and smirked at their cum dripping down her folds. Reaching over for a butt plug, they slipped it inside of her cunt.
"Just a precaution to make sure you are bred." They smirked before leaving her, laying exposed as she tried to gather herself. The fear that she will never see her friends and family again all coming down on her as she cried into the dark room.
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oizysian · 11 months
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Omg can you write like bottom!Lizzie x top! G!p reader x top! G!p Scarlett. And both of them overstimulating her by double penetration. With fluff in the end please please PLEASE 🥺
We're Gonna Make You Feel Good | Elizabeth Olsen
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1200+ Genre: Smut AN: I changed it to straps I hope you don't mind! Thank you for the request!
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“Open that pretty mouth, Lizzie. You need to get this nice and wet.”
She opened her mouth obediently, taking Scarlett’s strap to the hilt. I watched eagerly, stroking my own silicon dick, waiting for my turn with the beautiful blonde.
“Yeah, just like that.” She cooed softly, running her fingers through the younger girl’s hair.
“You’re so good at that, Lizzie.” I said, admiring how she took the length of it without gagging.
“That’s because she’s a good slut, aren’t you, Lizzie?”
She made a sound of confirmation as her head bobbed up and down on Scarlett’s cock. I couldn’t contain my excitement as I continued to watch, scooting up behind Lizzie and grabbing at her hips, positioning myself behind her.
She tried to pull off of Scarlett and look back at me, but she kept a grip on her hair, keeping her on her cock.
“Don’t worry about her,” Scarlett said softly, smirking at me as I stroked my cock, bringing it to Lizzie’s cunt. “We’re gonna make you feel good.”
She let out a low moan as I let the dick slide between her folds, getting it slick with her wetness. She pressed her ass back against me and I chuckled at her eagerness, letting my cock brush against her throbbing clit.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” She taunted her, forcing her head down on the dick. “You like us using you like our little cumslut, huh?”
Lizzie’s reply was muffled by the cock down her throat, and I was distracted by the look of the veiny, purple cock slipping in and out between her legs. She moaned, letting out a low groan as I finally stopped teasing her and let the dildo slip inside her heat.
I grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her, holding her against me as she got used to the feel of me inside her. She pressed up against me again, signaling to me that she was ready for me to pound into her.
My nails dug into her skin as I fucked her, the sounds of her lewd, muffled moans fueling my inner fire that was burning just for her. I thrust myself into her, grunting like some kind of animal as I took her from behind.
Scarlett let go of Lizzie’s hair, finally allowing her to bring herself off of Scarlett’s cock and catch her breath.
“Oh, god, Y/N.” She cried out, drool dripping from her lips and down her chin.
“Y/N, get under her.” Scarlett demanded and I looked at her, the question dying on my tongue as she stared back at me.
I begrudgingly pulled out of Lizzie, her slick dripping onto the bed, and wriggled myself underneath her. She looked down at me, dazed, and I raised myself up to kiss her full, wet lips.
I grunted as Scarlett grabbed at the cock between my legs, the other half of it shifting inside me as she positioned me back at Lizzie’s entrance. Lizzie moaned into my mouth, a sweet sound as she slid down onto my cock.
I reached down to grab her ass, pulling her down onto me. Scarlett got off of the bed and went over to the closet as Lizzie lazily fucked herself on me. I was so busy with Elizabeth that I didn’t even realize Scarlett was getting ropes - to tie me up with.
She came over to the head of the bed, making intricate knots before taking my hands from Lizzie’s perfect ass and tying them to the headboard.
“H-hey!” I cried, parting from Lizzie to look up at our other lover.
“I don’t want you moving.” She said coolly, giving me a smile as she moved back behind Lizzie.
I couldn’t see Scarlett anymore, but I could hear her shuffling around. I returned my attention to Lizzie, giving her the kisses she deserved as she got fucked.
I struggled slightly against the ropes, wanting so badly to touch her as she lowered herself down onto my cock, her gasping breaths against my lips making me thrust my hips upward toward her harder.
“Calm down, Y/N.” Scarlett said, grabbing Lizzie by the hips and pressing herself up against her.
“What are you doing?” I questioned breathlessly as Lizzie continued to kiss and lick at my lips.
“I’m gonna fuck her too.” She let out a soft grunt and I watched as Lizzie’s eyes went wide.
She let out a moaning whimper, leaning her forehead against mine as Scarlett worked her cock into her ass.
“Relax,” she said softly, forcing Lizzie down onto my strap as she pushed herself inside of her. “I told you we’re gonna make you feel good.”
“Y/N,” Lizzie whimpered softly, her eyes staring deeply into my own as Scarlett slowly slid into her. “Kiss me.”
I pressed my lips to hers, muffling any further sounds she made as Scarlett began fucking her.
Lizzie stopped responding to my kisses, her mouth falling open and her brow furrowing as she got fucked in both of her holes. I continued to kiss her as my hips moved up against her.
Her arms finally gave out and she laid flat on top of me, her head resting just underneath my chin as we both pounded into her. All I wanted was to touch her, but my hands were bound and I was helpless - being forced to just watch as her cute little ass got pounded into.
She grabbed onto my arms, holding on as Scarlett and I fucked her. She made pathetic, whimpering sounds, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from cumming just from that alone.
“Oh, fuck, I’m close.” Scarlett grunted, her nails digging deeply into the soft skin of Lizzie’s hips.
Lizzie let out a gasping cry and I realized that Scarlett had cum inside her, the sticky sweet liquid dripping down from her ass onto my legs.
“Yeah,” she said as she rode out her high, squeezing the balls of the cock for all that they were worth so that every drop of cum went into Lizzie’s ass. “Fuck yeah.”
“Untie me.” I practically begged, tugging on the ropes that held me down.
Scarlett sighed, pulling herself out from Lizzie’s abused ass, and lazily walking over to the head of the bed to release me. Once my hands were free, I flipped us over, noting that Scarlett now stood nearby and was watching as I hooked my arms under Lizzie’s knees as pressed them against her chest, fucking her deep and hard as my own orgasm approached.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as I hit the deepest part of her. I released one of her legs and brought my hand down between our bodies, rubbing tight circles on her clit. She babbled my name mindlessly, her hair messy, drool dripping down her chin, as I fucked her.
She let out a high pitched whine as she came and I couldn’t hold my own orgasm back any longer, pressing myself against her so I was deep inside her, I squeezed the base of my own cock, coating her insides with cum.
“Oh, god, Y/N!” She cried, completely blissed out.
I leaned my head down and captured her lips with my own, pressing myself against her so I could be as close to her as possible.
“Now, that was a show.” Scarlett said, smirking at us as we both began to relax. “How ya feeling, Lizzie?”
“Great.” She mumbled softly, her voice sounding dazed as I continued to kiss her neck and throat.
“Just like I promised.”
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goldenempyrean · 4 months
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Back To Bed With You
« Day 10: “Honey, you’re supposed to be in bed." »
« Pairing: Lizzie Olsen x Reader »
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"Alright. Cut. Take 5 while we set up the next scene, I want makeup touch-ups done on everyone in the next shot please!" The voice of your director dismissed you from the current scene as people began rushing around to set up everything for the next.  
"Lizzie?" You tilted your head in surprise at the sight of your wife leaning up against some equipment behind the main camera. On any normal day you wouldn't have thought anything of it. But she'd woken up sick this morning with little to no voice left, and it'd taken you almost half an hour to convince her to go back to bed and take the day off. Yet here she was. Standing just off set... in her pyjamas. “Honey you’re supposed to be in bed. What are you doing here?”  
She only shivered in response and goosebumps ran up her exposed arms as she pulled them round herself. “Oh, come here sweetheart,” You shook your head, taking off the jumper you’d been wearing and pulled it over her pink pyjama shirt. It was slightly baggy but on her, but it was better than that thin fabric that seemed to be doing little to keep her warm, “That better?” 
She nodded before clearing her throat, "I missed you," Lizzie whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible. "And I wanted to see your scenes. You always watch mine.” She sniffled before muffling a cough against the collar of her borrowed jumper, making you raise an eyebrow slightly knowing you had to wear that later. 
You cupped her flushed face in your hands, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. "You're the sweetest really, you are, but I don't want you getting any sicker. Your voice sounds awful darling. So how about this? You stay right here, I'll finish up this next scene and then I’ll walk you back to our trailer and get you settled back down, okay? How does that sound?”  Lizzie gave a weak smile, appreciating the warmth of your jumper and the concern in your eyes. "Okay," she agreed in a raspy whisper, her hand finding yours as you began to lead her over towards where one of the runners had plugged a small portable heater into an extension cord. 
“You just concentrate on getting warm, okay?” You murmured, kissing her hand, “I’ve gotta sort out my makeup. The scene’s only short but if you really don’t feel well, just head back without me. I’ll catch you up.” 
With that you turned to quickly run over to makeup to get touched up before making it back down in front of the camera. The scene went well. Everyone had delivered their lines well and you’d only needed to do a couple to retakes to get the perfect shot. 
As the director called for a wrap on the scene, you wasted no time in heading back over to where you had left Lizzie. She looked a little more tired now but at least the heater had been doing its job and had kept her warm as she watched. 
“Alright, you, we had an agreement, didn’t we?” You smiled, knowing it was time for her to go back to bed. Your wife pouted but nodded in agreement and with a bit of effort, you helped her to her feet, wrapping your arm around her for support as you walked back to your trailer 
"You're a terrible patient," You teased once you’d gotten inside, still holding her hand as you led her back to bed, a bundle of blankets that she more than willingly climbed back into. 
Lizzie grinned weakly as you leant down to press a soft kiss to her warm cheek once she’d gotten settled, "But still the best wife, right?" 
"Absolutely.” You chucked as you pulled the blanket up to her chin, “Now rest, my love and I'll be back as soon as I can." 
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chiefduckgarden · 11 months
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Sweet Nothing
Elizabeth Olsen x Reader
A/N: sorry if there's any grammatical mistakes, it's 3:25 in the morning.
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It was a rainy saturday afternoon and Elizabeth was finishing her grocery shopping, after spending the last thirty minutes finding everything she had wroten on her little list, she was ready to go home.
Waiting on the line to pay was one of the most boring things on earth. Or at leat that's how it felt for Lizzie.
But there she was, all hid behind her blue dodgers baseball cap, her big black sunglasses and her face mask. There were three people in front of her, she just needed to be a little more patient.
She looked on the shelves around her and pick up a chocolate bar to put it in her basket. A magazine standing next to the other candies caught up her attention.
Her face was all over the cover, and a slightly smaller picture of you on her side, only with a heart break image in between. She couldn't help but roll her eyes before reading the headline on it.
"Actress of the moment Elizabeth Olsen and her girlfriend, writer and director Y/N Y/LN: rumors on their broke up."
She left the magazine back on the shelf and noticed similar headlines on the other magazines behind it.
"What's going on between Elizabeth Olsen and her ex-girlfriend?"
"Everything we know about the rumors between Elizabeth Olsen and Y/N Y/LN"
She didn't even bothered to read them, it was ridiculous the way press was trying to dig into her private life.
Luckily for her, the line moved fast and in less than twenty minutes she was walking back to her car.
On the way out she spotted two or three paparazzi taking pictures of her. She pretend she didn't see them but she moved her groceries to her car quicker than other days to get out of that place as soon as possible.
On the drive home she felt her heart beat raising and her hands shaking, knowing she probably was having anxiety.
The moment she parked in front of her house she got out of the car and ran inside. She didn't notice the moment she started to cry but she could feel the wetness on her face.
Once she was in the safety of her home she finally tried control her breath in order to control her feelings. But it was hard to control them when all she could felt was her body going numb. It felt like she was going to faint.
That's when she felt a pair of arms holding her, and your familiar warmth that always helped her feel safe.
- Hey Lizzie, it's me, everything is fine darling, you're here, you're in home... Please baby breath with me okay?
She slowly nodded her head.
- Okay so deep breath in... And breath out... That's it, one more time baby...
Lizzie followed your soothing voice and after some minutes of breathing she finally felt her body relax, allowing herself to fall into your arms crying.
- Y/N... - she whispered with trembling voice.
- I'm here baby, I'm here.
You completely embraced her in your arms and she buried her face in the crock your neck, letting herself smell your scent. Something she has always loved.
Some minutes later she felt better and the two of you sat on to the couch in the living room to talk.
- What happened Lizzie? You had an anxiety attack...
- I'm sorry baby but when I was leaving the grocery store I saw some paparazzi taking pictures of me in the parking lot and I got scared... I was afraid they would follow me home like the last time...
- Oh darling I'm so sorry I wasn't there... You should've call me and would've been there as soon as I could... - you told her, holding her hand that was resting on your lap.
- No, I didn't want to disturb, I told you I would go alone and...
- I know but that doesn't matter, there's nothing more important to me than you... You're my girlfriend Lizzie, we're in this together.
She smiled and leaned on to sweetly kiss you on on the lips. You hold her face with your other hand and deepened the kiss a little.
- I know, I love you Y/N, I'm sorry I scared you today.
- Hey it's fine, never apologize for something like this again, okay?
She smiled again and kissed you one more time.
- So, what do you say if you go rest a little and put on some comfy clothes while I go get the groceries from the car and park it in the garage...
- Oh no, let me go do that baby, you don't need to do it for me.
- I know but I will, you just had a shaken day and deserve to get some rest.
You didn't let room for discussion and she ended up giving up. Sometimes your stubbornness around taking care of her was adorable. One of the many reasons why she fell in love with you four years ago.
Lizzie went upstairs and followed your instructions. After changing her clothes into her pajamas and washed her face as she listened to her favorite playlist (the one you created specially for her) she went back downstairs to see what you were doing.
She found a lovely atmosphere with relaxing jazz music on the background and a wonderful smell all over the room.
She silently walked into the kitchen only to find you humming to the song playing as you finished fixing dinner for the two of you.
- That smells amazing honey... - she said hugging you from the back and resting her head in your shoulder.
- Thank you darling, I hope it tastes as good as it smells.
She laughed and helped you plate the food for you two to start eating.
- Do you wanna know what I found out today? At the grocery store... - Lizzie asked you half way through the dinner.
You looked at her smiling.
- What did you found out honey? - you asked.
- That we broke up again, for the second time this year - she said with fake worry.
- Oh no! That's terrible - you responded with the same dramatic tone - Did you broke up with me? Or was it me the one who screwed up?
She laughed.
- I'm not sure darling... But I think it was your fault... - she told playfully.
- I know, it's always my fault, remember the last time we split up? I cheated on you with Margot Robbie... How could it happened again! - you said dramatically with a hand on your chest.
The two of you bursted into laugh and then went back to eat.
- I can't believe they keep going on with that, it's a little old-fashioned, don't you think? They're always saying the end is coming...
- Yeah, but I bet they make thousands with our faces in the cover...
The conversation moved from that and you started to tell her about your new project. You finally came up with the perfect name for it, something you had been thinking about for some weeks .
She listened to you smiling adorably. The way you moved you hands whenever you talked about your ideas and the way your hair flied with the wind blowing from the window. She loved you.
She didn't care if the world outside was pushing and shoving on her. She didn't care if they talked and gossiped around your relationship. She knew that, at the end of the day she would always come back home to you. You were the only person she would be vulnerable to, admitting that sometimes she was too soft for all the pressure that evolved her line of work.
You would hold her and kiss her. Listen to every single word that cames out of her mouth. You would always support her, be by her side though ups and downs, helping her with your best advices for her problems. You would be there even when she didn't love herself. Holding her hand through everything.
Cause all that you ever wanted from her was sweet nothing.
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natashaslittlegirl · 1 year
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Surprise - EO
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DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORK. MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.
Summary: you work for the Olsen's twins as model, they liked you so much that they decided to introduce you to her sister, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth Olsen x Model ! Reader
Smut, bottom! Elizabeth, top!Reader, teasing, dirty talk, breast sucking (r to e), oral sex (e receiving), vaginal fingering (e receiving), edging, orgasm denial, finger sucking, praise and degrading kink, slight choking
Words count: 3000+ 
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Tomorrow night you will modeling for no one else than the Olsen twins, you couldn't be happier than honor the sisters' campaign. You always loved their projects, and her sister's, so this may be your chance to get to meet her.
You were going to practice in the lapse of the last two weeks, getting to know a little more of the famous blondes, who were enchanted by you, by your personality and your beauty.
You had a charming personality, there was no way they wouldn't like you. They praised you a lot since the day they decided to call you, and you were nothing but falling for them at this point.
Today was the last practice, tomorrow was the big day, it was the last hour for you there since the others models already went home, they wanted you alone now, so you put on  one of your dresses and began to walk in the runway from the studio.
You were stunning, walking firmly to the final stop, posing for them as they watched you mesmerized. You turned around to walk back, hearing a whistle, surely was Ashley.
In this time you discovered that she was the teaser one, always teasing you in the practices, you were nervous around her, but it was all like a little game. Both of them were like that with you, but mostly her. MK was a little more reserved, but she had her days.
You came back running on your tiptoes excitedly, that was one of your best walk, giggling as you reached the sisters for her approval.
"You were perfectly beautiful, y/n!" MK said.
"Yes, I have nothing to say but perfect!"
"Oh thank you, I'm still nervous about tomorrow." you sighed.
"You're gonna do good, darling, we know that." Ashley assured you, putting her hand on your shoulder.
"Yeah, we don't have doubts about you, don't overthink it, we'd seen you a lot of times." MK cooed, smiling.
"I know, but I don't want to mess it up,"
"You're gonna be fine, and, we have a surprise for you after the event!" you looked at Ashley with a smile.
"What? please tell me now!" your gaze flicked between the sisters.
"We can't tell you now, darling, it's a surprise," MK tilted her head and smirked as you pouted.
"But-" Ashley moved her hand to press her index finger into your lips cutting you off.
"No buts, precious, you'll see tomorrow," you blushed at the pet name.
"Okay,"
"You can go home, take a bath, relax and sleep well, we need your hundred percent for tomorrow, okay darling?" you nodded. "Good girl."
You almost fell on your knees, but you managed to stay stand to go to change your clothes.
As soon as you came home, you filled the tub with hot water, some bubble soap and a bath bomb with vanilla scents.
You stripped your clothes and got into the warm water, humming at the feeling as you sit on the tub. This is was the best way to relax. You spent about and hour in there, after got out, you went to your kitchen to make a coffee, you weren't really hungry, and the nerves were stronger if you wanted to eat something.
You went to sleep with the thought of the surprise the twins have for you.
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"Oh my god, y/n you're beautiful!" Ashley praised your final look, with your hair straight loose, with the white long dress, mid-tight slit, gold heels and accessories.
"You're gonna break the runway." MK said.
"Thank you so much, oh god, it's almost my turn!"
The sisters pulled you into a hug, patting your back and giving you a kiss on each cheek before leading you to stage.
"Good luck, darling."
"Break a leg!" you giggled and prepared yourself for the moment, this was your moment.
The twins quickly went to their sits in the crowd, almost in the end of the runway, where they were with her little sister, Elizabeth, waiting for you.
The manager made you the sing for you to come out, you took a deep breath and went for everything.
Serious tight face, you began to walk with firm steps, swinging your hips, all the eyes in the room were on you, stealing the glares on the model who was going back.
Ashley and MK weren't just the ones mesmerized by you, her sister Elizabeth had to take a deep breath the moment she saw you, yeah she knew you from magazines and photos her sister's show to her, but this was totally different.
You reached the end, the applause you got was incredible, you never loose your composure, not even when you saw her.
The three sisters were looking at you with bright eyes, not believing the beautiful you looked.
You made a few poses, the camera loved you, flashes everywhere form every angle and just for you. You made your way back, pair of green eyes following you until you disappeared.
The event follow its curse, and you did your next presentations and every one of them, you stole all the glares.
When it ended, the twins wait for you to go with them to the event party, obviously it was inly for special guests, and you were surprised you were invited.
"This is my surprise? The party? 'Cause I love it!" you asked them when you got in her limousin. They told you go with the white dress, it was the one who suited you perfectly.
"Yeah, but the really surprise waiting for you at the the party." Ashley giggled.
"Mhm, Okay." you rolled your eyes, you were so excited.
They never did that with another of her models, take them to parties or even talk so sweetly to them, but they saw something in you, something unique, that would fit perfectly with no one else but her little sis.
"You did so good, y/n, I couldn't imagine better!" MK says as she pours champagne in a glass to handle it to you.
"Yes, you were the most beautiful model out there!" Ashley added, taking a sip of her glass.
"For our night." the three of you cheered.
The twins lead you to the party, Ashley was holding your hand to not loose you while MK was behind you. Walking through the crowd of famous people the blonde finally found who she was looking for.
"Here you are," she lean to give a kiss on the cheek of the person in front of her and when she moved to the side, your eyes met her.
"Hey, you must be y/n, it's lovely to finally meet you, dear." your jaw almost dropped to the floor when she lean to let a kiss on your cheek.
"Hi, Miss Olsen, nice to meet you too" you thanked god it was all dark, because you could feel the heat on your cheeks by just that little touch.
"Hey, sis," MK passed by your side to greet Elizabeth when you felt a hot breath against your ear.
"Surprise," Ashley whispered to you.
Elizabeth was your surprise. Elizabeth fucking Olsen.
and you couldn't be more grateful to them in that moment.
The three sisters started to talk about something related to them, so it wasn't your business to hear.
The music echoing in your ears, burn feeling going down your throat as you took your fourth shot, deep breath before biting the slice of lemon to squeeze your eyes right after.
The twins were somewhere in the dance floor, letting you alone in the big party, but that didn't stopped you from having fun, no, you were placidly drinking tekila, sat on a stool in the counter bar.
You were about to ask for the fifth shot when a presence to your right caught your attention.
"Going hard tonight, sweetheart?" one of the sisters asked, but that wasn't one of your boss.
"Just want to get in the moment," you smirked and call the bartender "two shots here!" he grabbed your empty glasses to put two freshly full of liquor.
You passed one to her, to then hold her hand, she looked at you confused and more now that you just licked her thumb, but quickly understood when you pushed her finger into the cup of salt.
You did the same for you and let the slices of lemon in the middle, took your shot glass and cheer with her. The way Elizabeth licked the salt of her thumb turned you on, more that it should.
"Fuck," she cursed to herself, but you hear it anyway. Her raspy voice sent an uncomfortable feeling between your legs.
"Yeah, it's a good one," you locked eyes with her, your gaze falling to her lips faster than you would want it. "So, you're my surprise?"
"Disappointed?" Elizabeth smirked at you, oh the things that were running in your mind.
"Not at all, Olsen." She bited her lip at the way you said her name.
She leaned over you, putting one of her hands on your bare thigh, her hot breath sober you up as you hear her sigh on your ear.
"Let's go dance." she whispered to you, holding your hand and leading you to the dance floor.
You closed your eyes, head spinning as you sway your hips to the beat of the music, nothing matter right now, just the beautiful blonde in front of you.
The way she moved aroused you more, how a person can be that sensual?
Elizabeth took your hand to spin you around, but she pressed her warm body behind you, getting lost in the feeling, humming when you feel her hands on your hips pressing harder.
You let your body fall back, pushing to her as she guides your movements, her fingers dig into your hips making your thighs clench together.
She didn't wast time, moving your hair to the side to inhale the sweet perfume behind your ear, letting out a hum that sent shivers through your body, unconsciously you lean your head back to expose more skin.
"You feel so good against me," husky voice echoing in your mind. Your hand went to the back of her neck, pulling her closer to you.
"I could feel even better if we weren't here." You turn around to face her, lust-filled eyes meeting as you both smirk.
"Let's get out of here," she didn't have to told you twice.
You grabbed her hand and guide you two through the people to the exit, feeling a pair of eyes looking at me, you dart into the crowd to find the twins smirking at you.
Elizabeth squeeze your hand harder until you reach the exit, taking you to her car that was parked just a few steps from the entrance. She couldn't resist herself, pushing you to the passenger door, stamping her body to yours as her hands go to your waist, starting a passionate kiss.
God, she feels so fucking good.
She break the kiss before you can even think about it, opening the door for you to get in as she round the car to drive you both somewhere.
"Yours or mine?" You turn your head to look at her.
"Wherever you want, Olsen," she smirks and starts your way to her home, you guess.
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She pushes you through the door, slamming it shut without breaking the kiss, you hum against her lips as your hands roam her body.
"You're driving me insane, y/n" she groans into your mouth.
"I can't help myself," You gasp as you took her lips again, your tongue deliciously entering her mouth.
Elizabeth starts to walk to her room without breaking your kiss, you turned her around the second you entered her room, pressing her body against the door.
Your hands go to her back, finding the zipper of her dress to pull it down. The expensive fabric falling to the floor but she doesn't even care. You take a few steps back, her lips parted gasping for air
Her emerald eyes growing dark as she sees you taking off your dress, smirking to her. Your gaze scans her body.
"You're beautiful, Elizabeth." she bites her lips at your words.
You couldn't resist anymore, grabbing her hips to push her onto the bed, crawling on top of her, straddling her lap. Her hands squeeze your hips, encouraging you to move them, creating a delicious friction between the two of you. You were dripping, no doubt at this point.
You pushed her back onto the mattress, kissing her jaw, her neck, sucking hardly to then pass your tongue, soothing the sore feeling, but leaving red marks on it.
"Fuck," she moans as you reach her breasts, your hand going to her back to unclap the white lace bra, taking it off as fast as you could. You wrap her already hardened nipple into your warm lips, sucking it slightly, your hand squeezing her other breast to give it the same attention.
You felt her rubbing her thighs, trying to relieve some of the tension she was having since the moment she saw you in the runway.
You switched breasts, sucking and biting the other one, hearing the little whimpers that were leaving her mouth. Her hands pushed you down and you didn't want to make her wait.
Kissing her stomach, her lower abdomen until you reached the hem of her lace panties, seeing clearly the wet patch on them, you smirked to yourself, you did this to Elizabeth Olsen.
Your tongue pushed her clit, a moan scaping from the back of her throat as you pushed again.
"Please, y/n,"
"What do you want, Elizabeth?" Your fingers hooked on the sides of her panties slowly taking them down her legs.
"Just fuck me," she moaned as she spread her legs for you, revealing her dripping pussy.
"You're dripping and I didn't even touch yet." you were mesmerized by the sight of her open for you, waiting for you to do something.
"I've waiting so long to this," your looked up at her face, lips parted sighing.
You didn't want to make her wait one more second, lowering yourself to shove your tongue into her cunt. You licked the entire lenght of her, gathering her wetness, humming at the taste.
"You taste so good, Miss Olsen." Elizabeth threw her head back to the pillows as you began to swirl your tongue on her clit, altering between sucking and licking.
Her hands went to your hair, tugging it as she rocked her hips to your face. "Fuck, y/n, you're so good," you smirked against her cunt.
You lifted your hand, squeezing her inner thigh noticing how she shivered at the simple touch. You thrust a finger into her without warning, stealing a loud deep moan from her throat, causing her to bring her own hand to her mouth to muffle the sounds coming from her.
You started slow, making her moan in desperation, bucking her hips against your face, another finger entered her, now two were working on her entrance while your tongue was on her clit, licking and sucking it.
Elizabeth's legs began to shake, squeezing your head, curling your fingers inside her, touching her g-spot.
You looked up, seeing how she had her head thrown back, one of her hands still covering her mouth, her brows knitted together and her chest heaving sharply for air.
"I want to hear you, Elizabeth," you lift your body to take her hand off her mouth, leaning over to whisper in her ear "I want to hear how good I'm making you feel."
Her eyes closed shut, eyebrows knitted together as you fastened your pace, curling your fingers inside as she rock at each one of your thrusts. Her walls began to clench around your fingers.
"I'm I- gonna c-cum!"
"No, hold it," she looked at you, blow dark pupils seeing right into you.
"I can't" your free hand went to her neck, grabbing and squeezing it softly. You didn't know if she would like that, but one of her hands covered yours, making you apply more pressure.
"You can, look how of a slut you turned out to be,"
"Please, I'll be good." she begged but that only made you smirk.
"Oh, you're good," you tilt your head, hoovering her lips but not kissing them "such a good little slut."
Her breathe hitch on her throat, her thighs clenching around your hand making you go slowly.
"Open your legs for me," she didn't think about it, she just spread her legs wide. "Good girl,"
Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes, that's what you wanted, edge her all the night.
"Good girls get reward, you knew that, Elizabeth?" she nodded. "use your words,"
"Yes," she breath out.
"Cum for me." she explode under you, soaking your fingers with her wetness.
Her body trembling because of the force of her orgasm, chest rising and falling brutally, red cheeks and eyes closed. You took your fingers out of her, licking them clean, moaning at her taste again. You leaned over to kiss her, making her taste herself.
This kiss was softly, a little more relieved from the sexual tension allowed that.
"Fuck, that was so good."
"That was just the beginning." you assured her while going down on her again.
This is gonna be a long night.
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the-art-of-gay · 2 months
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Doing my duties as the supportive fiancé, please go check out this Elizabeth Olsen x Reader story on wattpad! This is definitely rated 18+
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This will be a Lizzie-Y/N story.
I will be using she/ her pronouns but feel free to change them to accommodate your preferences:)
Both Lizzie and y/n are teenagers in a private school. Lizzie's family has money, as opposed to y/n who is on a scholarship.
If you guys know girls aloud then you'll know Cheryl, Kimba, Nadine, Sarah, and Nicola.
Scarlett Johansson will also be in the story but she'll be a bit older and her family also has hella money.
My first Lizzie-Y/N fanfic so please be kind 😫
Also, I like angst so 😶
TW- mature themes such as swearing, smut, self harm, abuse etc.
The book is completed, will be updating chapters regularly!
Taylor Swift lyrics will be used throughout:)
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lifespectator · 1 year
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A Special Night
Elizabeth Olsen x Male Reader
Summary: Your girlfriend and you have some "special time" before she goes on tour.
Warnings: Smut (Minors DNI), Language
A/N: This is my second time writing smut, so please lmk what you think and if you want to see more in the near future
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You were walking out of the movie theatre with your girlfriend, Elizabeth Olsen. She had taken you to watch 'Martha Marcy May Marlene'. Her first project as a professional actress. You were more than happy to see Lizzie finally making her dreams reality.
"So... did you like the movie?" Lizzie asked you, nervousness lingering in her voice. You knew It was the question she had been eager to ask once the movie ended.
"Not gonna lie, I want to punch John Hawkes right in the face after that." She gazed at you and playfully smacked your arm. "Are you kidding? It was amazing. You were amazing in every scene." You responded truthfully as you held her hands.
Lizzie was a woman of many talents; acting is one of them.
"Oh my god! I'm so glad you did!" Lizzie exclaimed happily as she hugged. You hugged her back and smiled.
You were the person who pushed Lizzie to apply for NYU Tisch. Lizzie was glad she had you during the hard times. If it weren't for you being there, she would have dropped out of NYU. Because you were there during the hard times, she wanted you to be there in the happy moments of her life.
Lizzie's excited screams gathered the attention of the people passing by. While some just looked and kept walking, others continued looking. They most likely finished watching the movie or saw a poster and recognized that the pretty woman beside you was the one on the big screen. You decided to take action before a huge crowd gathered, preventing both of you from leaving.
"Baby, let's go home." You told Lizzie, and she agreed. Both of you walked towards the parking lot.
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"My love, what's wrong? Please tell me." Lizzie asked you once both of you were inside the car. It was evident that something was bothering you.
Even though you were happy for your girlfriend, you knew her job would come with some sacrifices.
You looked away. "I know you had warned me of this. But I don't think I'm ready." You told her the truth.
You knew she was semi-famous thanks to her sisters, but with her becoming an actress, she would soon be famous for her talent. Her life would change forever, yours included.
Worry was evident on Lizzie's face. "Is this about the attention we gathered inside the theatre?" She questioned in a low voice, sadness lingering in her words. "No, I'm fine with that. It's just that tomorrow you leave on tour for your movie, and I don't know how I will handle a lot of time away from you." You responded in a defeated tone.
Ever since you and Lizzie became friends and eventually lovers, you both have always spent all the time possible together. Even when she was filming, you would occasionally visit her. But now, she was required to travel to different states for press conferences.
Lizzie rested her chin on your shoulder. "My love, it pains me too. But believe me, time will pass by fast." She comforted you as she rubbed your chest.
You turned your head to look at her. Her beautiful green eyes and unique features that you wake up every morning to. You brought your hand up to her cheek and caressed it. You leaned in for a kiss which she reciprocated. The kiss started softly, enjoying each other's lips but quickly turned into a hungry kiss. Both fighting for dominance. Low noises were coming out of both of you.
As Lizzie wrapped her arms around your neck, you, in a swift motion, lifted her and helped her straddle you. She let out a moan after feeling your hardened cock against her. You both continued kissing as she slowly started to grind you, to which you let out some muffled groans.
"Fuck." She grunted in between the kiss. Feeling so aroused, you started to undo the button of her low denim shorts. You broke the kiss to speak. "I can't hold any longer, my love." You let out as you tried to regain your breath. "Go for it." She purred. That was your sign.
Lizzie lifted herself from your lap to pull down her shorts, only to now be left in her black underwear. You have seen this view many times, but it never failed to astonish you.
You adjusted the car seat back and pushed your jeans down enough to pull out cock. "So hard already." She cooed as she grabbed it and slowly moved her hand up and down. You groaned at the feeling of her hand on your cock. "I need you now." You said as you moved her underwear to the side, revealing her wet pussy. You aligned your cock with her entrance and which she slowly sank into, causing you both to moan. "Oh Fuck." she let out.
Once your whole length was entirely inside her, she waited there on the base of your cock for you to be ready. Being surrounded by her wet warmth was the best feeling. You grabbed her ass and squeezed it, gaining a groan from her. You thrust your hips upwards and smacked her bum to let her know you were ready.
She started moving her hips as moans came out of her mouth. "So good, baby." You grunted. You brought her down into a kiss and then focused on her neck, scattering it with kisses. "Fuck don't stop!" She cried.
You started sucking on her pulse. She shivered as you gave her neck a playful bite. Her moans and the sound of your skin making contact left you ecstatic. You grabbed both her arms and held them together behind her back. "Oh, fuck, just like that!" Lizzie cried out as you thrust your hips upwards at an animalistic pace. Both of you were dripping in sweat. The car windows were covered in fog. You can only hope no one was witnessing your actions.
After a few more thrusts, you felt her walls tighten around your cock. "Fuck yes!" She moaned. Her juices released on your shaft. It took a few more thrusts to feel your orgasm coming. You let go of her arms and grabbed her ass which you brought down to you as you felt your orgasm approach. You groaned as your cum released inside her while she moaned at the warm feeling. Both of you stayed in the same position, regaining your breath and giggling.
She slowly got off you. "I might have fucked up." You told her as you re-adjusted your seat. "Don't worry. I was on the pill." Lizzie said with an innocent smile as she grabbed some napkins to clean herself.
You just grinned as you started the engine to head home. You were going to make the night special.
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Both of you wasted no time once you reached home. Once you parked the car, you picked up Lizzie and carried her to your shared bedroom. Before you both knew it, you both had removed your clothes.
Lizzie stood there, letting you see her curves and beautiful breast. She walked up to you, swaying her hips. As she reached you, she placed her hands on your shoulders and ran them down your arms as she sank to her knees.
"Let me treat you." She grabbed your cock and started stroking it. You groaned at the sensation of her soft hand on your length.
Lizzie opened her mouth and licked your tip, covered in pre-cum, moaning at the taste. She placed her lips on your tip and lowered her head, taking your entire cock.
She started bobbing her head as you got lost in the pleasure. You reached for one of her breasts and squeezed it, earning muffled moans. You looked down and locked eyes with her; seeing her cheeks hollowed is what did it for you. You started to thrust your hips, making your cock go deeper into her mouth. After the repeated movement, you finished in her mouth.
"God, that was so fucking good." You groaned. She licked her lips, opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue out, showing you that she had swallowed your cum.
You help Lizzie stand up and lead her to the bed. Once you both reached the bed, she got on all fours and leaned her upper body forward, leaving her ass in the air.
"I'm blessed for having this view." You positioned yourself behind her. "What would you do without it?" She teased. "Wouldn't want to dream of it."
You rubbed your tip against her slit. "So wet already." You teased. "Fuck, Y/n, I need you now." She pleaded.
She gasped as you pushed your cock inside her. You started to move, getting lost in her warmth. "Don't stop!" She cried out as you fastened your thrust.
You ran your hands on her bare back and then gripped her hips tightly, finally setting a pace. You felt your excitement build up with every thrust. Elizabeth tried her best to suppress moans to hear the noises of pleasure you made. She wanted to hear how good she made you feel.
While Lizzie's walls were massaging you, her hand reached for her core and made circles on her clit. "I'm so close." You feel Lizzie's walls tighten around your cock. "I am too, baby." She gripped the sheets as her legs started to tremble when she reached her climax. Her moans overpowered your moans and the noises of your hips smacking her ass. It only took a few more thrusts until you reached the edge. Your cum mixed with her juices as you emptied inside her.
Elizabeth let out a low moan as you pulled out of her. You lay down next to her and started playing with her hair. Both of you were panting.
"I'm gonna miss this." You husked. She turned and rolled over to look at you.
"Fuck that. You're coming with me." She purred. You giggled at her comment. "You actually want me to come with you? No pun intended, by the way." You smiled.
"I mean, yes. Who else is going to satisfy my needs?" She asked as you giggled. " We'll talk about this tomorrow, deal?" She hummed in approval. You brought her close and covered both your bodies with the bed sheets.
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A/N: Thanks for reading!
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oneshotnewbie · 1 year
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Elizabeth Olsen gets a call from Florence saying that they've found you in the bathroom having a panic attack. She is the only one that can bring you out of it. Angst and fluff please. And could you make them besties?
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⚠️Trigger warning!⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of a panic attack. The plot is presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.
Authors note: I changed a small detail; Florence picks Elizabeth up instead of calling her because they're doing an interview together for the new Marvel movie. Hope that's okay.
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Panic.
You could literally feel it rising in you and out of frustration, you smacked the sink with the flat of your hand, on which you were leaning heavily against. It wasn't your first rodeo to be present at an interview with the entire Avengers team, but right now this one gave you a far worse panic attack than you've ever seen for no reason.
-Breathe. Breathe- you thought and looked you up from head to toe in the slightly fogged mirror. The figure had red-rimmed eyes and a tear-streaked face. -Inhale and exhale- you repeated in your mind, as if you were re-teaching your body how to function.
In and out, oxygenate this body even though it felt wrong.
But nothing helped, you felt like you were suffocating. No matter how many breaths you took, there was not nearly enough oxygen in the air. Your body was stuck; seemed to keep playing itself up and you could sense that a collapse was very close.
Suddenly, the washroom door slammed open and you looked back into the mirror, startled. Inwardly, you cursed yourself for forgetting that the lock had not been closed properly by you and that there was now a confused and worried Florence standing behind you, unaware of what was happening. "Is everything okay?"
"Can´t breathe." you stammered and smacked your sternum gently a few times with a closed fist to signal her that it really did not work. You realized that you could not go through it alone. "Lizzie."
The blonde immediately nodded in understanding and turned around to jump out the door and search desperately for her co-actress.
As Florence looked for the only chance to bring you down from this panic attack, the cold sweat that started to form on your forehead was followed by nausea; dizziness from the lack of oxygen set in your head and legs, which were finally giving out and you huddled between the sink and the first toilet stall.
Your breathing was hectic and you had your face buried between your hands. Silent tears ran down your cheeks and you thought about the last time you experienced something like this; it had been a long time and you had almost managed to convince yourself that this other side of your otherwise overly cheerful self no longer existed.
And then you got caught cold.
Your psyche had rubbed it´s middle finger right in your face.
"Honey?" a female voice quaked in the far distance of your consciousness and your blurry and roving gaze turned to the bathroom entrance. The slowly approaching body of your best friend forced itself to kneel in front of you and the warm hands of the ginger haired woman found their place on your upper arms. "I´m here, everything will be fine."
Sitting cross-legged on the cold floor in front of you, she pulled you onto her lap and hugged you tightly, pressing your head against her shoulder. One thing she had learned over the past few years was, that direct physical contact calmed you down much more quickly.
Even though Elizabeth was more or less used to these short but very intense anxiety attacks from you, each one still made her sweat.
"Breathe, baby." Elizabeth gently stroked your back in a smooth circular motion and at the same time she began to rock you in her arms like a small child. "You´re safe with me."
To your own amazement, a switch clicked and a sense of security actually set in your head. Not that the racing of your heart stopped, but the fog that had thickened in front of your inner eyes cleared and your desperate attempts to gasps for it had become calmer.
You clung helplessly to her shirt and closed your eyes. If you had not opened them, the situation you were in was definitely more bearable.
Your body was still shaking in her hold and your hair was sticking to your sweaty forehead, but she gently kissed your hair and rested her cheek on your temple. "You´re doing great, breathe very slowly."
Slowly, you came down from the peak of your panic attack and took a deep breath to release the pressure inside your body while your best friend still had a tight and protective grip on you and was lovingly looking down at you.
After your tremors subsided and your chest moved up and down evenly, she very carefully, almost as if you could break if she moved too fast, pulled away from you a little and looked deep into your swollen eyes and wiped the last falling tears from your cheeks with her thumb. "You made it. I am so proud of you."
"Thank you."
Even faster than your words left your mouth, she shook her head and a soft smile spread across her lips. Elizabeth did not understood why after all these years you were still saying thank you for something that was obvious and self-evident.
After all, you were her best friend and the whole world to her.
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chelleztjs18 · 1 year
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Biggest Fans (E.O)
Fem!Writer!Reader x Elizabeth Olsen
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Summary: It was a casual lunch day out for you and Lizzie until the unexpected thing happens.
Warning: None. I'm just feeding you with fluff story. :D
A/n: Hello! It's me with another fluff fic! Thank you for your patience. I'm trying my best to write more and give you more contents. Also, this might be the last time I will post with the taglist. I'm planning on making a library side blog. I will update you once It's ready. Anyways, happy reading!
P.S: The italic prints means texting convo in this fic. The bold print means their thoughts.
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“Hello. I really love your writing.” was how it all started. A friendly message you got but you never knew that it will lead to something unexplainable with such all good feelings you can’t describe. A message that led to other more messages between you and this girl. Before you know it, you talk to her 24/7 for almost a year. Flirtatious messages with various sweet pet names exchanges happen a lot between you two. Is it a friendship? It sure did start from that point. Is it more than that? You don’t know. All you know, you can’t hold back a smile every time you get a message from her through your writing blog apps. You always wait for her messages. The second you wake up, you will go to the apps to text her good morning and sometimes you would find that she beat you and left the morning text before you.
Liz, that’s her name. As much as you want to see her pictures or hear her voice through a phone call, you respect her request to wait until she feels comfortable to do so. You both agreed to not talk or ask anything personal just yet. Despite all that, both of you never run out of things to talk about which is what you love about her.
You hear your text notification from your phone and your heartbeat doubling in speed instantly. You knew who it was and as usual, you are smiling reading anything she texts you.
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*Ding* Lizzie's phone informs her another message replies. She laughs a little and then smiles the whole time while she's typing her turn in the conversation.
Scarlet sees it from the corner of her eyes while she is checking out the restaurant's menu but she can't help herself to ask, "Is that from your writer girlfriend?” She teases Lizzie.
“Huh? What? No, she’s not my girlfriend.” The younger actress realizes Scar’s teasing question and denies it instantly. A blush shows up on her cheek obviously.
“Well, you both have been talking all this time. You have been all smiling every time you text with her. Wait, how long have you been talking with each other?”
“Well, you told me about this whole fanfiction writing blog stuff like around june last year i think?” The brunette answers.
“That’s almost a year! Wow and she still doesn’t know who you are? Or at least your voice? Does she know that you are from Los Angeles? She seems pretty patient about that."
"Uh yes. I gotta admit, she has been understanding about it very much. Sometimes I feel that it's unfair to her because I have heard her voice on the voice notes she left me. She sounds really cute. And, yes. She knows that I'm from here just like her." Lizzie expresses her thoughts and doesn't realize that another smile curves on her face.
"Aww. That's cute! You like her, don't you?" The blonde actress asks as she wiggles her eyebrows teasing her best friend once more.
Lizzie laughs and covers her face in embarrassment. "Who wouldn't like a nice sweet funny girl that you can talk to about everything 24/7?" 
“Haha! I knew you like her!”
“Uh maybe we should order some food now, the waitress has been asking us twice, Scar.” Lizzie looks at the menu to avoid eye contact and to not let the topic go further.
“It wasn’t my fault, you were the one who kept forgetting to see what you want because you are busy texting with your girlfriend.” Scarlet teased and soft crimson shades slowly show up on Lizzie’s face.
“Oh look, Liz! She just posted a new fic. Ouh, I wonder what it is about now.” A mix of excitement and curiosity floats around her as she playfully makes a little dance move with her shoulders.
“Oh, she posted it earlier than she planned, that's good. It’s a Wanda story. She told me the idea, it’s about—-” before Lizzie can finish her words, Scarlet interrupts her.
“Nope. nope. Nope.. No spoilers please. I’m gonna read it later.” Scarlet raises her index fingers as her stop sign.
Lizzie laughs at her antics. “Okay, okay. All I’m gonna say is, it’s a really good plot. You’ll like it.”
The girls order their food and spend some time catching up.
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Liz:
“Have you eaten lunch yet, sweetie?
Y/n:
“Not yet. I was too lazy to get out of my apartment but since you keep reminding me to eat something, I am getting lunch now. 😁"
Liz:
"Are you going to cook something?"
Y/n:
"No. I'm just gonna go to this restaurant I love. I'll be right back, darling. I'll text you when I get there, love. 😘"
Liz:
"Okay, talk soon. 😘"
Even just the short conversation makes you and Lizzie feel like you are on cloud nine, drunk with happiness.
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Some fans sometimes come to them for pictures or autographs but both Marvel actresses were enjoying their lunch and their leisure time together until one message from you popped up. Lizzie's eyes widened, her stomach turned and her heart dropped after she read what you sent her.
Y/n:
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Liz! You will not believe who I see right now! Elizabeth Olsen!! I see her at the restaurant I'm at now. She is so gorgeous. She's with Scarlet Johansson right now."
"Oh my god. Shit. Scar, she's here." Lizzie exclaimed in whispers, trying her best to keep calm and look around casually so it wouldn't look obvious.
"Huh? What happened? Who's here?" The Black Widow cast asks in surprise and confusion at the same time.
"Y/n. She's here!" She whispers.
"What? How did you know?" Scarlet pitched out another question as she kept her head straight looking at Lizzie.
"She sent me this." Lizzie lets Scarlet read your message.
Then another message popped up.
Y/n:
"I really want to come up to her and say hi."
"Gosh, now she's gonna come here and say hi." Panic starts to scream a little in Lizzie's tone and she shows her phone to Scar again.
"You don't know what she looks like, right?" Scarlet asks.
"No. I don't know that she is a huge fan of.. you know, me." Lizzie taps her fingers rapidly and nervously.
"Well, d'uh, Lizzie? She writes fics about you and Wanda." The blonde laughs a little and shakes her head.
"Oh yeah. Yeah. You are right. My brain just can't think—" Lizzie tries to respond but gets interrupted. "Straight?" Scar finishes her words in a teasing smirk.
Lizzie rolls her eyes and holds her smile knowing what Scarlet really meant. A fan comes and asks for a selfie with them.
As soon as the girl leaves, Lizzie asks Scarlet in a whisper, "Do you think it was her?"
"Well, I don't know, Liz. Oh text her and ask if she decides to come to Lizzie" Scarlet pitches the idea as she forms an air quote on Lizzie's name.
The now nervous younger Olsen sister follows the suggested idea and texts you.
Lizzie:
"So, did you decide to go say hi to her?"
A few minutes passed and she hasn't got any reply from you. Then another fan politely interrupts the silence.
Lizzie doesn't realize that she stares at the girl a little longer while her mind wonders if it's you until Scarlet nudges her elbow and she continues talking friendly then takes another selfie with their favorite MCU casts.
The more fans come to them, the more it drives her mind all over the place and keeps guessing which one was you. Her curiosity makes her ask each fan their name, just in case it was you. Anticipation is killing her by now and she decided to text you again.
Lizzie:
"Babe? Are you okay? How was it?"
Silence was still what she got. "Why hasn't she replied yet?" She asks herself with a little frustration as she keeps checking on her phone for your reply.
"Well, if she already came to you then what would you do?" Scarlet questioned the brunette.
“I don’t know.” Lizzie shows her thinking looks as she mindlessly bites her nails. Then her phone brings her back out of her daze. “Oh! That must be her.” She talks to herself as she undoubtedly checks her phone.
A Surprised facial expression appears as she sees your message with a picture of her that you took from afar earlier.
Y/n:
“Look how beautiful she is. I saw that she was very sweet to her fans. I think I'm not going to come up to her. I feel bad that she doesn't have her privacy to have her lunch, people keep coming to her. I’m just gonna finish my food and maybe go home after that.”
Lizzie tries to look as calm as she can as she wonders where you are sitting from the view of her picture you took then looks back to check the picture again and avert her eyes around. “Scar, don't look around, I don't want to look obvious that we are wondering which one is her but here, look what Y/n texted me.”
As soon as Scar saw the pictures and read the message, she almost couldn’t help herself to turn her head to where you possibly were but Lizzie stops her.
“Aw she’s so sweet and thoughtful.” The blonde comments. “So, if she’s not coming to see you, what are you going to do now Liz? She added.
“I don’t know. I’ve been thinking of asking her if she wants to meet up or at least have a video call. Should I try to come and have a spontaneous meet up with her here right now? She said she’s leaving soon.” Lizzie rants out her thoughts as she casually searches around that might give a clue which one is you.
A full minute of silence from Lizzie as Scar waits for the answer of her question. The brunette finally breaks her silence. “Uhm.. I don’t know. Uh, I… I’m gonna go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back, Scar.” but being friends with Lizzie since she joined Marvel makes Scarlet know her pretty well like the back of her own hand.
Scarlet gently grabs Lizzie’s arm to quickly stop her from getting up. “Wait, wait, wait Liz. I know you. You are not going to the bathroom, you are going to find her, aren’t you?” The blonde actress guessed in a teasing tone and smiled.
No words come out of her lips but a little smirk forms and that’s all Scarlet needs as an answer then she lets go her hand off Lizzie’s arm. “Well, good luck. Have fun on your first date with your girlfriend. Text me if you want me to wait or not.” Scarlet cheers her and wiggle her eyebrows.
With that, Lizzie walks away to find you.
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Unfortunately, today is a pretty busy day at the restaurant. After a few steps away from her table towards the direction she guessed where you are at, most tables are occupied. Her eyes look for a woman she thinks looks like your age and any other clue that can help her.
At first she looks for a woman who is on her phone but she realizes it won’t help. Most people are on their phone these days. Then she remembers that you posted a story earlier, her mind instantly thinks that you have your laptop with you on your table right now while having your lunch. It helps her narrow down her obstacles to find you after she sees some women has their laptop with them.
She tries to be as casual as she can. Some pairs of eyes recognize her and some don’t or perhaps they are just trying not to stare at her. She then texts you again, a subtle question that won’t be too obvious that she wants to know if you are still there or not.
Lizzie:
“How’s your food babe? Are you still having your lunch?”
A few minutes of silence, none of your replies come to her inbox. “Dang it! She probably turns her phone on vibrate mode again.” she thought to herself, knowing your habit.
Meanwhile, you are trying to prevent yourself from staring at your idol from far away so you are focused on writing your new romantic fic, you can’t keep Liz out of your mind. All those sweet touchy ideas and stories you wrote were inspired by her or your conversations with her. It even sometimes makes you smile. You miss her today but you know her plan for today, spending time with her best friend so you try to let her “girls day out” time.
As you get distracted by your own feelings of missing her, you can’t help yourself and you grab your phone to text her only to find out you missed her text.
You quickly reply.
Y/n:
“Sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t see your message. My phone was on vibrate. Yes, I’m still here, but I’m done with my lunch and just waiting for my check. I hope you are having a great time with your best friend. I can’t wait to chat with you again. I miss you.”
Just like that, your message definitely dropped a bomb of jumbled feelings on her. She reads it in awe, her heart feels light and she feels giddy when she reads that you miss her yet she is now alarmed that her time is running out and she needs to pick up her pace to find you. Like a cherry on top, the nervousness gradually grew over the other mixed up feelings.
She directs her eyes from one table to another table as she walks. She starts to feel more anxious that she would miss the chance to meet you, her mind rapidly thinks.
Her fingers start to get cold, her heart beats race but a final resort of thought jumps into her mind.
She takes a deep breath. “Fuck it.” She mumbles and she opens the apps on her phone then calls you and her eyes are ready to spot you whenever you pick up her calls. “Come on, y/n. Pick up the phone.” she mumbles once more with full of hope.
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The waiter drops off your bill. While you are checking on it, you notice that your phone vibrates.
Your stomach does somersaults and your heart cheers with such thrill, you swear you could hear it. Despite all that, you are nervous. You stare at your phone screen for a good few seconds, questions bouncing around in your head as you tap your finger on the table nervously.
Why is she calling me? Is this an accidental call? Should I answer it? What if I got speechless?
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Lizzie hears you answer the call on the other end of the line. Her eyes jump from one person to another and her heart skips a beat when she finally spots you. She knows it was you as soon as she sees you has the phone with your left hand.. “H–hello? Liz?” She can hear your highly strung voice and her feet lead her to your table slowly.
“H-hi y/n. Yes, it’s me Liz.” her timorous voice wrapped in excitement makes its way to be heard.
“Uh-it’s so nice to finally hear your voice. I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know that you were gonna call. I wasn’t prepared.” you let out a nervous laugh.
“Oh yeah, I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you first I was gonna call. I got your text. I miss you too. So, I decided to call you. So are you leaving soon?” Lizzie can’t stop smiling while she talks to you.
“Uh yeah, pretty soon. I just got my bill. Are you still having lunch with your best friend? Where are you now?” you ask curiously. You start to calm down from your sudden nervousness.
“Aaw, you are leaving? I think it would be a great idea if you stay a little longer.” She ignores your question yet pitches out an idea that caught you in confusion.
Of course you asked “And why is that?” followed by a little laugh. All you can think is how cute she sounds. You always think that she is cute but to think that her voice melts your heart this easily? No, you never thought of that. Or perhaps you fell for her, so hard.
“Because I’m right here.” She answers enthusiastically. Lizzie tries to take her exhilaration down a notch to avoid attention from people surroundings.
“Wait, what? You–you are here? What did you—” you stop your words as soon as you feel a presence in front of you. From the corner of your eyes, you can see someone standing and you quickly look up to see who it is. “---mean?” you finally finished the word you were gonna say in a very low voice. You felt like you just got struck by lightning. Your eyes refuse to blink, your mouth is slightly open. You are stunned, or you can even say that you are frozen like an ice sculpture. You are shocked and confused why in the world the most beautiful woman, the woman you idolized so much, is standing right in front of you, smiling and her green eyes sparkling in happiness looking at you.
“Uh–I–uh-W-wait–Liz..hold on..Lizzie Olsen is standing right in front of me and you just told me that you are here. So..does it mean–” you stupidly still hold your phone against your ear and talk on the phone.
Lizzie lets out a cute laugh and thinks how cute you look. “Hello, I really love your writing." She intentionally said the same exact words with her first message to you through the phone.
Her intention to prove to you that the Liz who you have been talking to this whole time and her are the same person worked. You swiftly connect the dots and are convinced by the truth. “Oh…OH!!! Oh my god! Liz? Lizzie? I have been talking to you this whole time?” You yell in a whisper, trying to suppress your popping elations. Your skin slowly turns red.
She laughs a little louder at your reaction but she tries to calm you down as she leans to you a little and whisper “Y/n, shusshh. We wouldn’t want to attract more attention than we already have right now.” She puts her index finger on her smiling lips.
“Oh, yeah yeah. Sorry.” you take a deep breath and exhale them out. “Okay, okay. I’m good.. I–I’m good. Uh–” you ramble.
“Can I join you?” she asks softly.
“Yes, of course. Please have a seat.”
"So this is the blind date we have been talking about?" The iconic laugh of hers follows right after her teasing question.
"Well, it's more surprising, unplanned and spontaneous than I thought it would be but y-yes of course! This is it.. this the blind date." You awkwardly yet subtly try to fix your look in front of her.
Oh that smile, those green eyes and even her perfume have successfully turn your brain into a mush.
You are hypnotized by the ethereal views in front of you and you are lost in your thoughts. You still can’t believe you have been talking to her this whole time, romantically to each other. The one and only gorgeous Elizabeth Olsen has been telling you that she loves everything you write and everything about you.
Both of you have been the biggest fans to each other this whole time and nothing can beat that.
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rxmqnova · 18 days
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Could i asked for a ScarLizzie x daughter reader fic please?
Lizzie is finally introducing R to her girlfriend Scarlett for the first time. (Hectic filming schedules have gotten in the way of the three meeting up)
R is deaf and Scarlett has been learning sign language in secret and both mother and daughter are delighted.
Scarlett soon becomes R's favourite person (other than her mummy of course). "You're nicer than daddy".
Or something like that
Please and thank you 😊
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Y/N: 7 years old ——————————————————
NO ONE'S POV The day has finally come. Lizzie's introducing her girlfriend to her little daughter.
Scarlett and Lizzie have been dating for nearly a year now. Lizzie wanted to be sure with her relationship before she would introduce Scarlett to her daughter and when she finally decided it's time, her hectic filming schedule just didn't allow it.
But it's here now and Y/N's going to meet the woman that won her mother's heart. Y/N's been super excited to meet her mommy's girlfriend. She knows a lot about Scarlett from Lizzie, even saw some pictures of her and it's finally about to happen.
One thing leaves Scarlett nervous though… Y/N doesn't hear. Ever since Lizzie told her she's been learning sign language. And to be honest, she's doing quite well, yet she's still a little nervous about it.
Y/N's currently in the living room, playing with her toys while Lizzie's finishing cooking dinner. Hearing the doorbell Lizzie goes to open, smiling at the sight of her daughter while walking around her.
Lizzie greets her girlfriend with a hug and a kiss before she leads her to the living room where the little troublemaker is.
As soon as Y/N notices a movement in the living room, she lifts her eyes from the ground, locking them with her mommy's girlfriend's.
Before Lizzie can start signing her daughter anything, Scarlett stops her.
"I'll do it" Scarlett smiles, taking a deep breath before looking at the tiny girl in front of her. "Hi, Y/N. I'm Scarlett. It's so nice to meet you" Scarlett signs, Y/N immediately smiling widely.
Y/N signs 'nice to meet you too' back, making Scarlett smile even more while Lizzie is completely shocked.
"Since when you know ASL?" Lizzie asks confused.
"I started learning when you told me about Y/N" Scarlett smiles and just this gesture makes Lizzie fall in love with the blonde even more.
Everything goes great, the three have dinner together, Y/N and Scarlett always smiling at each other when they lock eyes.
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Scarlett has surely become Y/N's favorite person, beside her mommy of course, and even best friends over the time Scarlett's been coming over every now and then.
The little Olsen is one hundred percent sure that Scarlett is the best one for her mommy and that made Lizzie really happy when Y/N admitted it a few days ago.
Scarlett's over right now, watching Y/N and playing with her as Lizzie needed to leave to buy some groceries as the fridge is completely empty.
Somehow Y/N ends up sitting on Scarlett's lap while playing which the blonde doesn't mind at all. She loves Y/N as her own already and the fact that Y/N feels comfortable around her makes her happy.
All of a sudden Y/N looks up at the older woman, giving her an adorable smile which Scarlett returns.
"You're nicer than daddy" Y/N signs, warming Scarlett's heart while tears fill her eyes.
Y/N's father isn't the best, but also isn't the worst. He stops by every now and then to check up on his daughter, yet Y/N isn't as comfortable around him as she is around Scarlett.
Scarlett can't help but just pull the tiny girl in for a hug, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. And once they pull away, she signs her response. "You're the sweetest little girl I've ever met. I love you, Y/N"
And she means every single word. Y/N really has a special place in her heart by now, just like Scarlett does in Y/N's.
"I love you too" Y/N smiles adorably, melting Scarlett's heart even more.
What they don't know is that Lizzie's already standing at the doorframe. She's seen the whole interaction and she couldn't be more happy.
Both girls notice when Lizzie approaches them, taking a seat next to them.
"I love you both so much" Lizzie smiles, saying it out loud while signing and making both of her girls smile widely before Y/N practically jumps into her mommy's arms to give her a cuddle and show her how much she loves her.
It's safe to say that Y/N's absolutely thrilled about her mommy having such an amazing girlfriend who's so far the best friend she's ever had, except for her mommy of course.
They surely have a bright time ahead of them and all three are more than excited to see what the future holds for them.
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alotofpockets · 1 year
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Lockscreen | Elizabeth Olsen
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Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader
Prompt: “Am I your lockscreen?” - "You weren’t supposed to see that.”
Warnings: Lizzie gets nervous and anxious to go on stage & reader gets a bit embarrased on TV.
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You were promoting your new movie with your costar Elizabeth Olsen on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. He hadn't told either of you what you were going to do, but he said it was going to be a new game. 
Being in separate dressing rooms for each of your teams to make you TV ready, meant you were texting Lizzie to calm her down. You had done enough interviews with the woman to know she always got a bit anxious before going on stage. To you interviews came a bit more natural, and you planned to make Lizzie feel as at ease as you could help her to be.
When the crew called out 5 minutes until you had to be on stage, you walked to the stage entrance. Where Lizzie met you with her arms wide open for a hug. Another thing that really helped calm her nerves and anxiety, so you gladly walked into her arms and gave her a tight hug. 
"Ready?" You whisper into her ear, not wanting to let go until she was. When she let you know she was ready you took a step back, "You're going to do great Liz, and remember I will be right by your side the whole time. Plus, Jimmy always has fun games. Remember when you did the musical beers?" Lizzie rolls her eyes and jokingly pushed you back, "Yes, y/n, I remember the whole internet going crazy over me failing to take the cup before Sebastian.
Your plan worked. Distracting Lizzie by making her think of a funny memory, her thoughts were now totally not on the topic of going on stage in a second and she seemed a lot more at ease. 
"Please welcome Elizabeth Olsen and y/n y/l/n to the stage!" You heard Jimmy say before the crowd erupted in cheers. A crew member turned on your microphone boxes and led you onto the stage. You were both waving to the crowd before sitting down on the couch. 
Jimmy asks the both of you some questions about the upcoming movie and how it was filming together. After you shared that you had become great friends with Lizzie on set, Jimmy made his segway to the game. "Let's see if these two have anything to hide in an all new game I'd like to call 'Show Me Your Phone'." 
During the short commercial break Jimmy led you over to the table they set up for the game as he quickly explained how the game worked. The crew counted down until the cameras were rolling again. "Hi and welcome back to The Tonight Show, as you can see Elizabeth and y/n are ready to share the insides of their phones. I told neither one of them we were playing this game until I told you, so they wouldn't delete anything." 
Jimmy explained the game to the audience and said he'll go first. He pressed the button to get a category. "Let your opponent choose any voice recording of their choice to play out loud." He hands his phone over while explaining why he has so many recordings on his phone, "I record me singing a lot, it isn't any good, just some good old' karaoke." You pick on to play and move on to the next person.
You press the button and Jimmy reads the question you landed on out loud, "Show us the last picture that you took." You open your gallery and place your phone on the holder showing the last picture you took. It was a picture of last night's sunset and with it you explained your love for the colors of the sunsetting.
When you're done explaining, Lizzie presses the button to get her category. "Oehhh." Jimmy says, you can see the excitement on his face. "Show us the last text that you received." 
Lizzie opens her messages and places her phone on the stand just like you did. You see your name at the top of the screen and smile. "It's a message from y/n. She said, 'You're going to do great, and I'll be right by your side to ease any sudden worries.' I was nervous before going on stage, so she was calming my nerves when we were both getting ready in our dressing rooms." 
You heard a series of aww's coming from the audience. Lizzie turned to them and said, "Yeah isn't she the sweetest?" You felt yourself blushing a little, thankfully you were wearing enough stage makeup so no one would notice. 
Jimmy goes next and has to show his last Google search. You all laugh as the question pops up on the screen. "What is a regular bedtime for an 9-year-old?" Jimmy explains as the laughter dies down, "So, Frances and Winnie, my kids, believe they should stay up way later than Nancy and I agreed upon. But our kids didn't agree with our time, so we had to turn to Google. Because of course Google is more believable than your own parents." 
You laugh with the crowds and ask "Did Google agree with you and Nancy?" Jimmy shakes his head, "Nope, Google said they have to go to bed earlier. So, now they believe that I edited Google."
It was your turn to press the button again. "Let your opponent’s post a random picture from your camera roll and post it to Instagram." You hand your phone over and say, "Please go easy on me." Which only gives you an evil laugh from Jimmy. The both of them go through some of your pictures and decide on a funny behind the scenes picture of the movie where you and some of the casts faces are covered in whipped cream, they post it and put the phone on the stand to show the audience. "Can you tell us a bit more about this picture?" Jimmy asks.
You smile fondly at the memory. "Yeah, so, this is on set and it was the first week we started filming. We thought it would be funny to do a who knows who better type of challenge, where we had to answer questions about each other correctly and if we got it wrong we got a plate of whipped cream to the face. As you can see, I wasn't very good at the game."
Your phone goes to the screensaver as it has been on for a minute and the crowd aww's again. You hadn't noticed what happened until Lizzie said “Am I your lockscreen?” 
You try to grab your phone quickly, but you were too slow, it was already in Lizzie's hands. "You weren’t supposed to see that.” you say, now with noticeable blushing cheeks. Lizzie notices that you look embarrassed and immediately gives you your phone back. “Hey, it’s okay. Why don’t you check my lockscreen?” She says as she hands you her phone. You smile when you see yourself as the background of her phone as well.
Jimmy has been silent during the whole interaction but his staff was alerting him they had to stop recording. “I’d say that was a successful first run of this game. Thank you to y/n and Elizabeth for participating, but I don’t think they’re with us in this conversation anymore. Have a good night everyone and I’ll see you tomorrow!”
With that the camera’s cut and you’re both walked off the stage by the crew. This time you’re not going to separate dressing rooms, you both went into Lizzie’s and talked more about the lockscreens. You each had a picture of each other that was taken on the same day. Last week you went on a hike together, the background on your phone was Lizzie smiling once you reached the top of the mountain and the picture she had on her phone was of you smiling with your glass raised at the restaurant you had lunch at when you reached the bottom of the mountain again.
“So, hiking and lunch, can we say that that was our first date?” You look up at her with a smile. “Yes.” Is all you’re able to get out, as you’re so excited. You had never thought an interview on The Tonight Show would end up in this. “Can I maybe kiss you?” You lean in as you say, “Also yes.” You’re both smiling into the kiss. A kiss that was perfect in every way.
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Unexpected Christmas
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Gerri Fields x GN! Reader
Warnings: Fluff
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As Christmas break was fast approaching, Gerri’s parents had been pressuring her to tell them about her love life, asking if she had any suitors and if whoever it was would come with her for Christmas. So that was how Gerri ended up pleading with Y/N in their dorm room.
“Please, they will not give up until I bring someone home with me.” Gerri begged as Y/N sighed.
“You could always just not go home.” They suggested as she shook her head. “What’s one christmas? Tell them you have a shit ton of work to get through before the next semester starts.”
“No!” She threw herself on their bed, looking up at them with her puppy dog eyes. “Please just come with me, you’re not doing anything for christmas so it could be fun for you.”
“Well, they might tell me some embarrassing stories of a younger Gerri Fields.” They teased as she swatted their chest, making them laugh at her cute pout. “Fine, I’ll come with you.”
“Thank you.” She jumped on them, wrapping her arms around their neck as she smothered their face in playful kisses, although they knew she would never see them as they saw her, it never stopped the butterflies erupting in their stomach.
Y/N was extremely nervous as they drove to Gerri’s childhood home, listening as she sang along to the radio.
“Don’t you forget about me.” She sang along to her favourite Simple Minds hit as they smiled. “I’ll be alone, dancing, you know it baby.”
“How far are we?” They asked her as they interrupted her performance.
“Only around 10 minutes now.” She told them as she smiled at the streets she grew up on, a sense of peace filling her until they pulled up outside of her parents house. “So, we know the story about us?” She questioned as they nodded.
“We’ll pull through this, ok?” They reassured her as they took her hand in theirs, a gentle smile on their face as she took a deep calming breath.
“Let’s do this.” She told them as they got out of the car, rushing to her side and opening the door. “You didn’t have to.” She told them as they smiled, leaning in to whisper in her ear.
“You want me to pretend right, this is me when I am in a relationship.” They told her as she blushed lightly, feeling their lips press against her skin. She watched as they soon got their bags from the trunk before leading them to the door. Sighing before she unlocked the door and being pressed by her parents.
“Mom, Dad, this is Y/N.” She introduced them as they shook both of her parents' hands.
“It’s nice to meet you both, Gerri has told me so much about you.” They told them with their charming smile.
“Go and put your bags in your room, and come and have some tea.” Kate told them both as the two nodded, they watched as Y/N carried all of the bags as they followed Gerri up the stairs. Once they were inside, she closed the door and sighed loudly, causing Y/N to look at her.
“What’s wrong?” They asked her softly as she shook her head.
“This was a stupid idea.” She whispered as they gave her a gentle smile. “A fucking bad idea.”
“Hey, we will get through this.” They told her softly as she just nodded. “Ok, I won’t leave you.” They reassured her before pulling her in for a hug.
Once the two had joined Kate and Danny in the living room, Y/N held Gerri’s hand on their own.
“So, how did you two meet?” Danny asked as he gestured between the two of them.
“College.” The two answered in unison.
“We were paired for a project on our music course and we did a number.” Gerri started.
“So you play guitar?” He cut in as he pointed at Y/N.
“I do sir, and the piano.” They answered him.
“Double threat.” Kate mumbled to Danny who hid his smile. “So tell us about your family.” Kate asked them as Gerri glared at her mom.
“You don’t have to.” Gerri told them as they gave her a small smile.
“It’s ok.” They reassured her. “My parents died while I was just starting high school, my brother and I were put into the system and well, I don’t know where he is right now since they split us up.”
“I’m so sorry.” Danny spoke sincerely. “We didn’t mean to pry.”
“It’s ok.” They shook their head. “You want to know the person who is possibly going to be Gerri’s life partner, it’s completely understandable.”
“Why don’t you two go and relax while Danny and I start on dinner.” Kate told them as Gerri decided to drag Y/N out of the house for a walk around the neighborhood.
“I’m so sorry about that.” Gerri started as she walked beside Y/N. Soon stopping when they held her hand.
“It’s ok.” They told her. “They just wanted to know the person who they let into their home.”
“But.” She tried as they shook their head.
“It’s fine.” They told her before they continued their walk. Gerri telling them as much as she could about her childhood and growing up.
Christmas Eve, Y/N was helping Danny cook hot dogs and burgers on the grill, the two just conversing before he decided to ask them a serious question.
“Do you see a future with my daughter?” He asked them as they nodded.
“I do, sir.” They answered him honestly. “From the moment I first saw her, I knew that I needed to know her, be her friend and maybe be her everything if she would let me.”
“You love her.” He observed as they nodded, feeling relief as they spoke their true feelings.
“I do, I guess it’s from the moment I looked into her eyes and heard her laugh for the first time.” They told him.
“Have you told her?” He asked them as they shook their head no. “You should tell her. You only live once.”
“Y/N, can you help me?” Gerri popped her head outside which they just nodded, following her out onto the front porch.
“What’s up?” They asked her as she closed the door.
“I heard.” She spoke shakily. “Everything you just said, did you mean it?” She asked them as they remained silent. “I need to know if you meant it or if it was all pretend.”
“I meant it.” They told her. “I meant every word Gerri. You’re my best friend and I have been in love with you for as long as I can remember.” They sighed as they took a nervous step closer. “I guess everyday that I have spent with you has made me fall more and more.���
Gerri stepped before them, cupping their face as she looked up into their eyes. Slowly leaning in before she spoke.
“I love you too.” She told them before closing the gap, kissing them intensely as their arms wrapped around her waist. The two finally felt at peace and neither needing to dance around their feelings.
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Top! dark! Lizzie x fem reader. Lizzie uses reader to take out her stress
Stressed Out | Elizabeth Olsen
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader Word Count: 2900+ Genre: Smut Warnings: slight dubcon, slapping, name calling AN: it’s hard for me to imagine Lizzie as very dark so she’s not as dark as she could be, I’m sorry! Thank you for the request!
“Honey, I’ve had a really, really bad day.” Lizzie’s voice was soft and deep as she entered the room, exhaustion and frustration colored her features.
I looked from the television to her, watching as she began to strip out of her clothes, tossing the garments haphazardly around as she came closer to the bed, leaving herself in only her bra and panties.
“I need you to make it better.” She said as she leaned toward me, her hands pressing down into the bed on either side of me.
“How?” I responded quietly, looking from her deep, green eyes to her full breasts that peeked out from beneath her bra.
“Let me use you. Let me just … feel you.”
I blinked at her once, twice, before nodding; a simple motion that brought a smile to her face. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to my own, slipping her tongue into my mouth and claiming me as her own.
Breathlessly, I let her do as she pleased with me, knowing very well that anything she did would be pleasurable.
“Take off your clothes.” She breathed softly and I obeyed, stripping out of my shirt and bra, but struggled with my shorts and panties. “Lemme help.”
She impatiently tugged on my clothes, practically ripping the fabric from my body and throwing it somewhere behind her on the ground.
“Lizzie …” I whimpered softly, turned on and nervous by the way she was acting. I had never seen her act like this before.
“Shh,” she whispered, licking her lips as she stared down at my naked body. “You said I could have you tonight,” She bit her lip and smiled, bringing her head down to just barely brush her lips against mine. “And I’m going to have you.”
I moved to close the space between us but she pulled away, smiling mischievously as she climbed off the bed and headed to the dresser, digging around in the drawer we kept all of our toys.
“You’re gonna look so pretty.” She mused softly as she filled her arms with items.
When she turned back to the bed, my eyes grew wide at all the things she had retrieved. In her arms she had ropes, toys, lube, a gag, a blindfold, and who knows what else - all for me.
“My pretty girl.” Her dark eyes met mine and I shivered. “Lay down.”
I obeyed silently, laying my head down on the pillows and waiting for her next command. She dropped everything on the bed next to me and started sifting through the pile.
The first thing she grabbed was the ropes, wasting no time in tying my hands to the headboard tightly.
“Lizzie,” I whined, struggling against the binds. “They’re too tight.”
“I don’t want you moving.”
“I won’t.” I squirmed and she shook her head.
“You already are.” She slapped my right breast and I cried out, tugging on my restraints. “Look at you,” she propped herself up on her knees, staring down at me. “Already disobeying me.”
“I’m not.” I said defiantly and she raised her eyebrow at me.
“Oh, no? Say my name.”
“Lizzie.”
She slapped my left breast even harder than she slapped the right.
“Lizzie!” I cried, not understanding what I did wrong.
“What is my name?” She said as she slapped my right breast again, the stinging pain bringing tears to my eyes.
“Liz …” and then it came to me. “Mommy! Mommy!”
She hummed softly, rubbing and gently twisting my right nipple, bringing it to a hardened bud.
“That’s my good girl.”
She reached behind her and I could hear the soft clinking of metal, but couldn’t raise my head to see. She turned back towards me, nipple clamps in her hand.
“Because you decided to be good, I’ll reward you.”
She clipped them onto my abused nipples and I hissed, squirming as she pulled on the chain they were connected to.
“This isn’t a reward.” I moaned softly, biting back all the choice words I would rather say to her at the moment.
“Now you’re ungrateful?” She clicked her tongue, tugging the clamps more forcefully.
I tried to raise my body towards her, but I was held down by the ropes. Hot tears sprung to my eyes from arousal, embarrassment, frustration and pain, and I wasn’t sure which was the dominant feeling.
“I’m sorry.” I bit out through clenched teeth, trying not to focus too much on the pain.
“Say it like you mean it.”
She pulled hard and I cried, my body squirming in a feeble attempt to escape.
“I’m sorry, mommy!”
Satisfied with my response, she dropped the chain, the cool metal landing on my tummy with a soft clang and turned back towards the pile.
“I don’t like your mouth tonight.” She said as she sifted through all of the stuff she collected.
I breathed heavily, chest heaving as I tried to calm down. She had barely even touched me and I was panting, soaking wet, aroused beyond belief. Who knew Lizzie treating me like this would turn me on so much?
She brought herself back towards me, gag in hand.
“No, Lizzie, I’m sorry, please!”
“Lizzie?” She paused, giving me a chance to correct myself.
“Mommy! Please, I’ll be good!”
“I know you will, sweetheart.” She said as she put the gag in my mouth, securing it around my head.
I attempted to plead with her, tears falling from my eyes as she let my head fall back onto the pillows, the ball gag tight in my mouth.
“Let’s see …” she pretended to think for a minute before spreading my legs, peeking between them. “Soaked. You’re absolutely glistening, sweet thing.”
My cheeks reddened at her words, drool already slipping past the gag and falling down my chin. She smiled down at me, pleased with the state I was in. She was happy with what she was able to do to me.
I pressed my knees together and she gave me a glaring, warning look. I was embarrassed.
“Open those legs for me, pretty baby. Don’t make me ask you again.”
The seriousness of her voice made me relent, opening my legs for her to settle between them, her head going straight for my center. I let out a low moan as she licked up my slick. She was actively avoiding my clit, which drove me mad, my mind swimming with arousal and no end in sight.
“Stay still or you won’t cum tonight.” She said against my slit and I did my best to control my breathing so my legs would stop shaking.
She grabbed onto my thighs and hummed against my pussy, the vibrations going straight to my core, a new wave of my juices leaking out onto her waiting tongue.
Satisfied with herself and my reaction to her, she pulled away, making a show of licking her lips as she sat back up. A muffled plea of letting me cum tried to slip past the gag, but I wasn’t understood and she clearly wasn’t ready for me to come undone yet.
“You look so pretty.” She said as she admired the mess she had made of me.
I swallowed roughly, the urge to close my legs in bratty defiance strong, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to push her in the current mood she was in. She ran her fingers along my inner thigh, causing goosebumps to follow in their wake.
“I wanna suck on your nipples so badly,” she bit her lip, digging her nails slightly into my thigh. “But, you don’t deserve it.”
I let out a low groan and she smiled sweetly, her fingers making their way back up to my pussy and carefully dipping into my heat. I raised my hips towards her and she pulled out, bringing her fingers up to her mouth and sucking on them loudly.
“Not only are you pretty, but you taste good too.” She said as she finished cleaning her fingers.
I tugged on the ropes, my desire to touch her or touch myself becoming too much for me to handle. My nipples ached painfully and every time I moved it sent a jolt of arousal to my core.
“Give me one reason to not put this on you.” She held up the blindfold and I shook my head, my words coming out muffled. “Oh, that’s right.” She smiled. “You can’t.”
She leaned over me and covered my eyes with the blindfold. I struggled against her, trying to shake the blindfold off.
I heard the slap before I felt it, my body jerking upwards once I felt the stinging pain on my pussy. A muffled “oh fuck” spilled from my lips, but was ignored.
I could hear the pop of a pen cap and smelt the scent of a sharpie. I didn’t even bother hiding my confusion, my brows furrowing and my head tilting towards the sound of Lizzie moving around.
“Don’t move.” She warned me and I braced myself for whatever she had planned.
My stomach tensed as I felt something press against it, and then I realized she was drawing on me. My breathing quickened, but I tried my hardest to stay still.
“There. Mommy’s cum slut. That’s what you are.”
Lizzie had written on me. I let out a shaky breath as she continued to doodle on my body. I wanted so badly to see what she was doing, what she was writing, but I knew it wouldn’t matter. It was on me and it wouldn’t be coming off for a while.
“Do you deserve kisses?” Her voice was quiet and soft next to my ear.
I nodded and I felt her lips against my neck, kissing languidly, leaving wet trails as she made her way down my body. She stopped at my breast, sinking her teeth into the swell of it. I cursed at her, but thankfully she couldn’t understand me. She sucked on the hurt, no doubt leaving a giant hickey in her wake.
She released my abused skin and blew cold air onto my sensitive nipples, causing me to shiver and squirm under her. She giggled deviously, her tongue sneaking out to swirl around my areola, purposefully avoiding the clamps and my nipples.
“I’m gonna fuck that pretty pussy of yours.” She whispered against my skin and I let out a cry of relief and desperation. She was finally gonna fuck me.
I felt the bed shift as she got up and I could hear her moving around, but it drove me insane that all I could see was darkness. I had to rely on my hearing to tell me where she was and what she was doing.
It was a few moments of silence before I felt the bed dip as she got back on it, crawling up and positioning herself between my legs.
I felt her lifting my legs, pressing them to my chest, brushing against my hard and abused nipples. I let out a cry from behind the gag and she shushed me softly. I could feel her hardness between my legs and I thrust up against her slightly, trying to get the slightest bit of friction against my clit.
“Just wait, baby,” she cooed, rubbing herself against me. “I’ll take care of you.”
She slapped the dildo against my mound teasingly, knowing I would do just about anything at this moment to feel her inside me. At my pathetic moans, she inched her way inside me, pushing past any resistance she met as she bottomed out.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” I knew she was looking at my pussy as she fucked me, watching as her cock stretched me out.
I let out a whimper, trying desperately to beg her for release as she slowly slid in and out of me. I could hear myself telling her to go faster, to fuck me harder, but it came out as more moans, and she laughed at the noises I made.
“Take my cock, yeah, that’s right, sweetheart. Fucking take it.”
Drool cascaded down my chin as she began to pound into me, the chain on my chest clinking as my tits bounced from the force of her thrusts. I could feel myself getting closer, the coil in my belly tightening as she fucked the brattiness out of me.
She pressed herself against me, reaching underneath my head to undo the gag in my mouth.
“I want to hear you.”
I took a deep breath and let out a whimpering gasp.
“Mommy.” I panted softly.
“That’s right, mommy’s right here.”
She pressed her lips to mine and I moaned into her waiting mouth, happy to finally be able to taste her. I kissed her back desperately despite the aching in my jaw and the straining in my neck. I felt her hand snake up my body to rest at my throat, her fingers tightening, choking me.
“M-mommy.” I breathed, desperately wishing to see her. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Are you, baby? Are you close?” Her fingers tightened around my neck and I squeezed my eyes tight, the blindfold soaking up my tears.
“Yes!” I choked out, her roughness turning me on further. “Yes, mommy!”
My pussy throbbed and pulsated around her thick cock, so close to release, when she pulled out of me, but continued to kiss me.
“No, mommy, please!” I begged between kisses.
I could feel her smiling against my lips and it drove me insane, but I knew better than to speak against her. She kept kissing me, tiny, teasing kisses all along my lips and cheeks.
“Please,” I cried. “Mommy, please.”
Before I could register what she was doing, I could see her again. Her eyes were a deep green, dark with lust and desire. Her mouth was agape, her breaths coming out in small puffs.
“Keep begging.” She smiled down at me and bit her lip.
“Mommy, please fuck me.”
“Since you’ve been such a good girl …”
With a smirk, she was inside me again and I was seeing stars. It was so big, I couldn’t believe I was able to take her so easily. She was pounding into me hard, and it was almost beginning to hurt with how deep she was inside me.
“Mommy … it hurts.”
“You wanted this.” She said as she continued to fuck me. “You can take it.”
I moaned pathetically, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as she braced herself, her thrusts powerful and deep. As much as it hurt, it also felt fucking fantastic, and I was going to cum on her whether she wanted me to or not.
I raised my hips to meet her thrusts, the base of the dildo rubbing against my clit, giving me the extra friction I needed to cum.
“Oh, fuck yes, mommy!” I cried as I came against her, my pussy squeezing and milking the cock inside of me.
She rested her forehead against mine, panting, her hips moving ever so slightly against me.
“Did I say you could cum?” She whispered against my lips, her eyes looking into my own.
“No.” I whispered back, my eyes shifting from hers.
She pulled out of me and sighed, reaching up and untying me from the headboard. I grabbed at my wrists, rubbing them now that they were free. She got up from the bed and gestured for me to follow her, which I did without comment. She sat on the edge of the bed and laid me across her lap, rubbing her hand across the swell of my ass cheeks.
“Count for me.”
“W-what?” I asked and she slapped my ass.
I cried out, reaching back to shield my bottom, but she held my arm in place and swung again.
“Count.”
“One!” I cried.
Slap.
“Two!”
Slap.
“Three! Mommy, please!”
It went on for what felt like hours, and she would restart if I lost count - which I did. When we finally made it to ten, I was soaked and throbbing again, crying like a baby.
She pulled me to my feet and shushed me, wrapping me up in her arms and cradling me, doing her best to avoid touching my sore ass.
“You did so good, sweet girl.”
I sniffled, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
“Do you feel better now, mommy?”
She nodded against me and kissed my forehead. She brought her hand up to my breasts and unclasped the clamps on my nipples, finally freeing them. I hissed as she gently rolled my nipple between her fingers, alternating between them.
I looked down at my belly to see all the things she wrote on me; Mommy’s little cumslut, mutt, whore …
She ran her fingers over the words and kissed me, her hand drifting from my stomach to between my legs where I was dripping wet again.
“Can you give mommy another orgasm?” She asked as she played with my clit.
My eyes heavy with exhaustion, I nodded, not wanting to disappoint her.
“Such a good girl.” She whispered against my hair, her fingers swirling around my throbbing clit.
I gripped at her arms as she played with me, close to orgasm already. Honestly, anything Lizzie did to me instantly got me wet, and her spanking me was no exception.
I breathed heavily against her throat as she slipped her fingers inside me, curling them upward as she continued to rub my clit.
My legs shook as I came around her strong fingers, crying out pathetically as I did so. She held me close as I came down from my high, pressing her lips to my head as I relaxed in her arms.
“You did so good for me, my good girl.”
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