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theloniousbach · 1 year

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RETURNING TO THE RETURN OF NICOLE GLOVER

SMALL’S JAZZ CLUB

1/2/23, 7:30 pm set, with JASON BROWN, Greg Glassman, Peter Bernstein, Miki Yamanaka, and Luke Sellick

12/14/22, midnight set (again), with CURTIS NOWOSAD, Alexis Lombre, and Rick Rosato

COUCH TOUR: 1/20-21/23, 9 pm sets, with DAVID WEISS, Myron Walden, David Bryant, Fanoa Meldenhall or Eric Wheeler, EJ Strickland

First off, NICOLE GLOVER really hasn’t been anywhere except not readily accessible to me via Small’s Live. She had been a regular with a monthly late night gig>jam sessions as the leader, largely with trios. She is smart, serious, and intense and she justifiably went off on the crowd at the 1/27/22 set. She may well have said, no, thank you.

I saw her on a stream of a 92 Y gig curated by Bill Charlap where she played with him (married to her bandleader in Artemis as she has replaced Melissa Aldana), Chris Potter, and Mike Stern. This “return” is her back at Small’s as a member of the band, not leader. She certainly can lead, but it is nice as a listener to simply think about her playing as such. Her new trio with Tyrone Allen and Kayvon Gordon had already given her playing more room and that continues in these contexts as she doesn’t simply roar with an edge.

JASON BROWN is an Oberlin educated drummer who, with classmate Greg Glassman, put together a holiday weekend gig that mostly dug into standards. I had seen the second set (which included a very nice and relaxed moment between Glover and equally smart Miki Yamanaka who copes differently as a woman in this scene) and wanted to go back. There were repeats—veteran Peter Bernstein’s Bones, Monk’s waltz Ugly Beauty in 5, and a tune by Oberlin professor Donal Walden. They also opened with Grant Green’s John Lafleur and closed with a fast riffy (probable standard). I once again enjoyed Glover in this context, having a fuller band to support her—sometimes Yamanaka, sometimes Bernstein—and other soloists to take up space and share ideas. It is likely that her tone has always had such a range, but now, away from the trio, she doesn’t have to pin our ears back. Here she was the relative veteran showing young ‘uns Brown and Glassman how it’s done.

I had seen the short set CURTIS NOWOSAD with the original quartet led at midnight to set up the jam session. Glover was the only horn but Alexis Lombre’s piano was helpful and I want to hear more of her. Nowosad as leader, as he did in the first set, called smart tunes—Monk’s Evidence and the nicely intricate Feed the Fire from Geri Allen—though the last one Parker’s Quasimodo might have been Glover’s suggestion—“it’s just Embraceable You in x flat,” she enthused. She dug into all of them, but to take the last one as the epitome, she resisted the urge to take Parker too fast and she stayed in the middle range.

For the DAVID WEISS sets, she was part of a larger front line that played the leader’s bright, intricate lead sheets but then had to share solo space with him and, new to me, altoist Myron Walden. She was the junior member of that team. I had run across Weiss as part of The Cookers and frankly wondered how he had crashed a party that also included Eddie Henderson also on trumpet, but also Billy Harper, Donald Harrison, George Cables, Cecil McBee, and Billy Hart. I’ll go back to those albums, but they all write, Harper and Cables especially.

Weiss is a fine and capable trumpeter who, to his credit, doesn’t push or go flashy instead of having ideas. But his strength is as a composer and these tunes were rich enough for extended explorations from the front line and robust and tasty pianist David Bryant. There were just three tunes in each set—an unrecorded Freddie Hubbard tune to open Friday night and a Slide Hampton to close Saturday. Weiss’ were all untitled and were much more than riffs with intricacies and voicings that allowed the soloists to explore. Walden and Bryant were the discoveries of the set. Walden is a brawny player who maybe even growled more on his smaller horn than Glover did. Brawny, yes, but lots of ideas. Bryant was always right there as an accompanist but also able to fit in with the edge of the horns when he soloed.

The first night very young Kanoa Meldenhall played bass and given her size it might have been a reduced sized instrument (though she may well have simply extended the peg the least amount. She and Eric Wheeler the next night maybe a bit more prominently pulsed appropriately but neither got solos. EJ Strickland had or took a bit more space but his drums were essential and fit the brashness of the front line.

It was seeing this run later in the week with Glover that set up the listening/watching project for this essay as she is an important, exciting player. I feel like I’ve been able to watch her grow with the trios (Duke/Cacioppo before Allen/Gordon as well as newly discovered duets—a three tune “single” with Alexander Caffy on bass and an album on which she seems to also play some bass clarinet with Cacioppo) and now as a member of the band.

Nate Chinen of the NYT called her a “bad ass” and one of her tunes was called Tenor Jock. She is intense and seems to have a performance game face which is perfectly understandable. She certainly is no nonsense, so when she clapped to punctuate gospelly elements in Bryant’s solo last night or promoted Quasimodo to Nowosad et al or, best of all, that nerdy moment with Yamanaka, it assures me she does have fun doing this as indeed she must.

#concert review #jazz #couch tour #small’s live #small’s jazz club #almost couch tour #2023

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brabe · 3 years

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It’s how in both scenes the person Ricky looks at for reassurance is EJ for me.

#i was already losing it over this and then 'pretty boy' happened holy #caswen #rj #rick x ej #hsmtmts

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icarusbynight · 4 years

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Unintended Messages

A/N: My very first fic in this fandom. If you guys have any comments please let me know. I really want to improve my writing so let me know what works and what doesn’t. Also I do take requests lol. Enjoy!

Ricky was sure that the message had been sent by mistake.

A part of him knew that he should delete the message, turn off his phone, and pretend that he had not seen anything. But as the seconds stretched into minutes, that part of himself that was screaming at him to do the right thing was getting quieter and quieter.

The other part of his weird psyche, that seemed at this moment overwhelmed by curiosity…and potentially hormones, could only stare at the image emblazoned across his phone screen. The image of EJ fucking Caswell.

Ricky had seen EJ shirtless before, of course. How could he forget nearly breaking the older boy’s nose, and going into the bathroom to apologize. Looking back now that had seemed like a lifetime ago: when he still was angry at the senior for ‘stealing’ his girlfriend, and he was still trying to win back Nini.

But now things were different. Ricky had given up on chasing Nini, and their relationship had taken a turn for the better. What had been most surprising had been the sort of friendship that had developed between him and EJ.

A friendship that had involved Ricky attempting to teach the older boy how to skate, and EJ, in turn, sending him Water Polo memes. A meme is what Ricky had expected when he heard his phone ding, but this was something way off target.

EJ was shirtless, again nothing that Ricky had not seen before, and the lighting in the photo only served to complement a body that he was clearly proud of. EJ’s arm was placed behind his head, and Ricky’s eyes were drawn to the EJ’s bicep as he flexed in the picture. A thin layer of sweat trailed down his face, and across his chest, and in the lighting of whatever room EJ was in, it shined. EJ’s other hand was lying close the waistband of his boxer briefs, briefs that at the moment left nothing to the imagination.

Fuck, Rickey thought as his thumb brushed against his phone’s screen. Looking at EJ was like looking like at a work of art, like a sculpture that had walked out of a museum with perfectly kept hair, a cheeky smile and eyes that Ricky couldn’t tell if they were green or blue depending on the day. He could see why Nini had been attracted to him.

He let out a loud sigh.

“This is weird as hell”, he muttered, quickly switching off the phone and throwing it under his pillow. Rickey was tempted to type out a message to EJ, but how would even phrase it.

‘Um..hey I think you sent this by accident lol?’

‘Hey, dude, what the hell?’

Nope, much better to ignore the problem. It was the Bowen way. What he couldn’t ignore, was the fact that his room felt several degrees hotter, and that looking at EJ had left his cock twitching in his pants.

‘Nope, I’m not doing this.’

But…there was no one else home, and the pressure that was steadily building in his lower abdomen wasn’t going anywhere. Running a hand through his mop of curls, he quickly moved from his bed to lock his bedroom door. Even if he was home alone, there was no need to take unnecessary risks. Past experiences had unfortunately taught him that.

Plopping himself back down onto his bed, Rickey unbuttoned his jeans and quickly threw them across the room, along with his hoodie. Wearing only his boxers, he leaned back into the softness of his sheets and closed his eyes. With a shaky hand, he reached down and palmed himself through his underwear. Ricky exhaled loudly at the contact as his mind raced. Usually, when he jerked off, most porn videos would do, but now he was desperate. Desperate to think of anything but EJ.

Anything but EJ.

The girl he thought of at first was faceless, but her height and long brown hair were oddly reminiscent of Nini. Even the bathing suit reminded him of something she had worn that one summer they had driven down to the beach when he first got his license. Still, it was enough, and shivers raced through his body. In his fantasy, the girl had moved towards him, wrapping an arm around his neck, pressing her body against him, and kissing him deeply.

Ricky groaned. He was completely hard now, and the inside of underwear was practically soaked with the precum that he was leaking from him. He was hot everywhere, his cheeks and chest were flushed read, and Ricky was sure that if someone else was in the room, they would be able to hear the loud thumping of his heart.

Reaching down below the band of his underwear, he wrapped a fist around himself and his toes curled at the contact.

In his fantasy, the scene had shifted. He and the featureless girl were in his bedroom, and she was straddling him. Ricky’s hands were touching her breasts, and in his mind’s eye, he could feel the softness of the mounds hidden beneath her bikini top. He imagined her grinding against, and his cock lurched at the thought. Ricky’s finger traced the length of his cock, with his thumb slowly circling the head, now wet with arousal.

‘Oh God, that feels good.’

His movements were constrained by his underwear, and with his other hand, he pushed them down to ankles. His cock was now exposed to the cold air, and it lay in his hand beaming red, and hard. Ricky’s grip tightens, and he began to pump himself, stroking from base to tip, with one hand softly cradling his balls.

His fantasy girl was sucking on his neck, her hands reaching down to grab him, and as Ricky stroked himself, he imagined it was someone else touching him. In his fantasy that ‘someone’ else seemed to transform into a certain water polo player.

“Oh fuck”, Ricky muttered, as his hips bucked. He was sweating now, with his curls plastered against his forehead. He was breathing heavily, and his bed was hitting the wall with his movements.

Imaginary EJ was still touching him with one hand, while slowly tracing along Ricky’s nipples with another. “You like that don’t you?” he whispered, and Ricky both in his fevered imagination, and in actuality nodded his head. He’s quite sure that his mouth was open because somehow he’s forgotten how to breathe through his nose.

His grip tightened, and the grunts and moans that he was making reverberated throughout his room. Typically when Ricky jerked off, necessity required that he try to keep as quiet as possible. Still, for some reason, he was louder than usual. In his fantasy, EJ had moved on from attacking his nipples to raising Ricky’s arm up to reach his armpit, burying his nose into the sweat-dampened matt of hair that was there. For Ricky it was like an electric shock had been delivered down his spine to his dick. By now his fist was slick with precum, and the sound of skin slicking against skin was a sound that Ricky loved to hear even amidst his current fog of hotness.

His boxers had found themselves bundled against his knees, as Ricky continued to stroke himself. Imaginary EJ had gone from licking Rickey’s armpit to straddling the younger boy. With every thrust of Ricky’s hips, EJ ground downwards, his own crotch nestled against Ricky’s own. Ricky imagined that the older teen was as hard as he was, and he could feel a steady pressure building into the bottom part of his stomach.

In his mind, EJ was staring at him with those eyes, except they were filled with a hunger that made Ricky’s heart skip several beats. ‘God he’s pretty’, he thought while continuing to stroke his cock.

EJ was beautiful. The mere thought was like a dam breaking, and every single interaction he had ever had with EJ came flooding into his mind. Him and EJ practising their lines for the musical, watching EJ ace those shots that Ricky never could, watching EJ change into his costume…

In his head, he could hear EJ talking to him, whispering in a voice that excited every part of Ricky. “Are you gonna cum, Bowen?”

His eyes rolled backwards, and he nodded as he moaned loudly.

“Cum for me Rickey, cum for me.”

And he did. The ball of tension that had been building up came undone, and Rickey cums across his stomach and all over sheets. His chest heaves as the orgasm rocks through his bed, and dots of light filter across his vision.

He had jerked off to his friend. And not just any friend; EJ Caswell.

Oh fuck.

#ricky bowen #ej caswell #caswen #smut #fanfic #hsmtmts #rick x ej #joshua bassett #matt cornett

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rickyandgina · 3 years

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I always felt that the next scene between just Ricky and Gina is in the finale.

The next Gina/Nina scene is going to be very interesting, cause it does end with all 4 girls hugging. Gina pushes Nini to pursue her songwriting.

Then you have next week being about having unexpected visitors, second chances, and decisions about everyone future- together and apart. (Which looking at that the only ones that scream that is Ej/Nini/Gina/Ricky. EJ with possible college, Nini-songwriting etc..)

I think you're right, it just seems so substantial and something that the writers have been keeping close to their hearts for the finale. I mean they dropped the flashback scene on us and then boom they have had no interaction in the past five episodes (*cries. So it seems fitting that all that build up leads to a grand end-of season convo.

The Nini and Gina scene it what is really piquing my interest, because like you said they have to resolve their issues since we've seen them be friendly with each other by the end. What I really wanna know is why Nini was so upset by the chocolates when Ricky didn't give them to Gina, it just makes it seem like there is more to it than is let on. Is it because she knows that her and Ricky were really close last season? Did Rini have an off screen conversation about his and Gina's relationship where he confirmed that there were feelings there on both part? Nini is the only one who seems to understand the gravity that the chocolates had for the Rina relationship while everyone else views it as a joke, except her, Gina and possibly Ricky. THERE'S SOMETHING MORE THERE.

Yeah the future part is def about Nini and EJ for sure. Like you said, EJ is supposed to be going off to university- but I really think they are going to write him in for another season. So maybe Mr. Mazzara offers him some sort of intership since we saw him doing tech stuff in ep 5. With Portwell happening so late in the season it doesn't make since narratively to end it so abruptly in 2 episodes. They are almost surely season 2 endgame. And with Nini taking her song writing further maybe she gets another opportunity like last season to pursue it also tying in with the second chances.

Second chances? It could only really be Rina, I mean the flashback scene. Gina never doing anything right the first time. Ricky telling her she will get her sweet gesture. Ricky goes big and Gi knows that. The way the ended their conversation last play. I really believe that they will finally talk to each other and lay everything out on the line. This whole season has really been building up the miscommunication and for the tension to just finally explode and them finally being able to be blunt with one another would just be perfect. Ricky and Gina have to talk by the end of the season and if they don't their whole storyline for s2 makes zero sense.

#hsmtmts #ricky x gina #portwell #rini #ej caswell #nini salazar roberts #rick bowen #answer #hsmtmts season 2

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rickyginalover · 3 years

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My opinion on Rina

Seeing this episode really helped remind and kind of bring home that Gina and Ricky’s feelings were mutual. No one can say it was just Gina. The flashback was so heartbreaking and Joshua and especially Sofia were amazing. The emotion that they show just with their eyes is amazing. If Gina hadn’t gone then there relationship could really have progressed. Also, I don’t know why but I have a feeling that Ricky and Nini are about to break up. The rose song that Nini sang was maybe about Ricky. It would definitely make sense. All the characters had some sort of flaw when we first met them. Ricky’s was change, Nini’s was to stop basing her self worth depending on boys, Gina needed to bring her walls down and build relationships and EJ’s was well EJ but he also needed to set his priorities. And from all of them I see the least amount of growth and maybe even a bit of downfall with Ricky and Nini. Ricky’s fear of change has just reached unimaginable heights, the way he keeps messaging or calling Nini is ridiculous. And with Nini, I don’t find her a very interesting character in fact I don’t really like so I will not say anything about her except that with her too we’re back to square 1. And Ricky and Nini together are deteriorating each other more. I think this is one of the reason why Ricky and Gina really appeal to me because I know that there’s a lot they could learn from each other. Ricky needs to learn that change is inevitable and you just need to go along with it. And who better than Gina the girl who’s spent all her life moving probably has a degree in change. On the other hand Gina needs to know how it feels like to have roots in one place and again who better than Ricky. Both people in this relationship therefor I think will really push each other to grow and become better people.

#rina #hsmtsts #hsm spoilers #ej #nini #rick #gina #ricky x gina

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sunshine-julie-molina · 3 years

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(doing it differently this time) reactions to episode 11 “showtime”:

highlighting portwell in the recap

the opening night cards

everyone looks so good

ashlyn jumping up and down <3

ricky’s pretty

ashlyn is so pretty

i knew they didn’t have understudies i’m glad they’re addressing the plotholes

“if james cameron and a circus had a baby”

gina in the background with her headphones how did she go from airpods to headphones

the rini notes are going to backfire knew it

KADEN

kourtney’s gorgeous

BAGUETTES

LAURYN

flying teapot-

“shortest fork” literally me

omg the glasses

THE SQUEALS

BLUSTER

idc what ends up being canon nini wrote something specifically for her girlfriend

THE LOOK OH MY GOD THE RISOTTO of course they rescheduled for then “d-word” “all alone with someone i dig a lot”

CARLOS NO

seb’s adorable but he reminds me of an oompa loompa in the best way

carlos hates the costume doesnt he

ANTOINE WAS ON FIRE

i love lauryn’s aesthetic

u in utah

seb’s clap

the words of inspiration-

the tooth gap

the flowers

not him puking-

howie sitting with kourt’s mom omg

the judge

only his dad showed up- i’m glad they’re on good terms

is the body mic going to backfire

“mr m”

“you look nice” “and you do too”

“there’s no scoreboard out there right” “you’re in the theater now”

both the men pullin thru tonight

“we always seem to run into him”

“break the 4th wall”

omg they’re for ricky RICK

“never thought i’d get to have this feeling twice” what’s going on why is he scared of her

ricky singing lily’s hot “did we forget to build a moat around the school” “favorite actor at east high” “being nice, what a concept” “maybe we could talk more sometime over a slice of pizza, an advice slice, lol” “i don’t know how that would go over around here” i love her makeup “loyalty can be complicated” she has a stepmom i knew it “i couldn’t look at the new wife for a month. now she’s literally the only sane member of my family” “is that including you” “lily, scram” “get your head in the game” *wink*

“haunting music”

mr m being the narrator

NATALIE

STEPH her nails NINI “i’ve never had a part with a name before” “everyone gets to say that exactly once” her eyeshadow nini’s so supportive

did he dab dang right she’s pretty the effects the transition mike’s so proud of him howie being supportive LILY

“big red has not thrown up in over 20 minutes” “she heard wrong”

X FACTOR

“as the intruder that my mother clubbed over the head when i was a girl” seb’s reaction

“lighting-ists” “they’re called grips”

GINI

miss jenn’s about to pass out

DESPERATE- “it feels that way for a reason sebastian”

CARLOS LOOKS SO SCARED THE WAY HE TURNED HIS HEAD he says “Help!” carlos’s makeup

CARLOS AND ASHLYN

GINA OH MY GOD

the judge is so confused

oh my god the napkin

ASHLYN AND GINA

gina’s chenne turns i’m obsessed

GINI

kourtney plays potts perfectly

i love her voice

howie’s in awe

i love the “heavens sake is that a spot” part

the judge is just being pelted with sugar cubes

THE KICKLINE

GINI

ashlyn spinning <3

YES NATALIE

NOT SQUID INK

JORDAN FISHER OH MY GOD

“beast don’t crease”

big red is absolutely in love with ashlyn

“with the eyes” that’s an inside joke with my friends and i burst out laughing

“pretty strong feelings”

“remain in the same role you started in”

stephy’s and lauryn’s outfits i love

why is howie being so weird

nini speaks like she likes women

THE RIFFS ARE AMAZING

ashlyn you’re perfect darling

“has anyone asked for your autograph”

the irony of all of these lines

THE HUG

GIGI

ashlyn is the perfect belle and ricky is the perfect beast

mike is so proud of him

julia’s vocals are amazing

PORTWELL

THE SNOW

CHIP’S BIG SCENE

what was ej singing

“i’m a little starstruck right now”

CHARMING-

BIG BROTHER FIGURE NO

“sometimes the family that you choose is better than the family that you get”

ej’s heartbroken

“can’t you just jump off something high”

RICHARD

“second acts haven’t traditionally been my strong suit”

their teamwork i love it

NOT SUDOKU

“aim for my face” i love her

LILY NO

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lovetorn · 4 years

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the one where ricky falls off his skateboard [ricky bowen]

pairing: ricky bowen x reader summary: ricky breaks his leg whilst skateboarding, luckily y/n’s there to tend to his clingy self. [requested!] warnings: descriptions of broken bones [comminuted fracture], swearing.

a/n: Omg yes, I love this idea 🥺!!! I came from uni and I saw this request and knew I had to write it right away. I didn’t mean to make it this long but it sort of happened ahah oops. I hope this is what you wanted anon, enjoy!!

You were beyond pissed off and anxious. Your hands were shaking with panic and they were clammy, your pulse booming in your ears. You could barely hear the piercing sound of the ambulance’s sirens as it pulled up outside the indoor skatepark. Kids that had been skating, stopped to see what had happened, more of them moving away than staying due to the severity.

You grasped onto Ricky’s hand, probably more worried than he was. I mean, you were definitely showing more signs of distress than him; Ricky had his eyes screwed shut, his breaths short and sharp, shock taking over his body, while you were sweaty and hot and you had tears begging to stream down your cheeks.

You couldn’t look at his leg when the paramedics had surrounded you. But you were curious, so you took a peek. Bad decision. Ricky’s grip on your hand tightened, to the point where you couldn’t feel it, as he saw you look at his shin.

His right foot was going right, and you knew a foot should never be able to do that. The bottom half of his leg was swollen, and you couldn’t look at it for too long without feeling the need to vomit.

“Hey there,” The paramedic smiled at the two of you, placing her jump bag down next to her feet as she crouched beside Ricky’s left side.

“Hi” Ricky sighed before squeezing his eyes shut once again.

“So, by the looks of it, you’ve definitely got a fracture in your tibia-fibula area, so, I’m going to place a splint around both of your legs to speed up the transportation process,” She explained, although the words she was speaking weren’t making any sense, you were more focused on Ricky and his sounds of distress. The sounds that made your body numb and stomach turn.

“I will get my colleagues to get the stretcher for you, while I apply the splint. Sound like a plan, buddy?” Ricky nodded slightly, his left arm almost giving out from holding his weight. Somehow, the calmness of the paramedics had soothed your nerves, showing you that Ricky would be completely fine.

Once the paramedic had applied the splint to Ricky’s legs, the others had come over with a stretcher. You stood as they manoeuvred Ricky onto the bed, rolling him towards the stairs, before lifting him up and then continuing to roll him towards the back of the vehicle that was parked outside. You followed behind slowly, perking up when you heard Ricky call your name.

You hopped into the back of the ambulance, “Yeah, Rick?” You answered, his hand grasping yours firmly.

“Come with me?” He pleaded, his voice was deep and slow, showing the shock was wearing off and the pain of his leg was almost unbearable. It made your heart clench.

“I think I’ll drive and meet you at the hospital, bub, okay?” You whispered to him as he nodded, not quite listening to your words, mostly finding comfort in the sound of your voice. You really didn’t want to drive, but you concluded that it was probably better for you to focus on something else for half an hour.

You gave the paramedics your thank you’s, telling them you would meet them there. They all nodded before you jumped down and headed towards Ricky’s orange Beetle.

Once you arrived, you made your way to the waiting room on level 4 where you met up with his Dad.

“Hi, Mike” You sighed, bringing his father into a hug before you took a seat next to him.

“Oh Y/n, I can’t imagine what you saw when it happened,” He said, snickering slightly, which brought comfort to you, seeing that his dad knew Ricky would be okay.

“He’s going into surgery now, the bone that broke was practically shattered” Mike explained, running a hand over his face after. You nodded, exhaling heavily as you got comfortable on the chair.

“Do you want a coffee or anything?” Mike asked, standing up from the chair next to you.

“Actually, a coffee would be amazing, thank you” You had a small grin on your face as he nodded, smiling at you before he walked towards the elevator to go down to the cafeteria.

You pulled out your phone to text Big Red, EJ and Nini the news, your fingers tapping at your screen urgently before sending a text to the group chat. You sat and stared at the waxed floor, a thousand thoughts running through your head as you recalled the events that had occurred.

The ding of the elevator to your left caught your attention. Ricky’s dad walked towards you, sitting in his chair before handing you your coffee.

“Thank you so much, I need this after seeing Rick’s leg” You joked, earning a chuckle from his Dad. You took a sip of your drink as you continued to stare at the floor a few feet in front of your shoes.

You had been sitting with Mike Bowen for a few hours at this point, making conversation every once in a while. It was now nightfall and the hospital was surprisingly quiet on this level.

Eventually, EJ, Nini and Big Red showed up, walking through the elevator, large balloons and stuffed toys in their arms. You grinned widely as they rushed towards you. You stood up, laughing at their over-the-top ‘get well soon’ presents.

“How are you?” Nini asked, pulling you into a hug after putting the giant stuffed bear she held on the floor.

“Tired, worried, you know, the usual” You giggled, leaning back to face her. You looked over at Big Red and EJ who were in conversation with Mike about football and other topics you weren’t listening to.

You and Nini chose to sit on the chairs that were opposite the ones the boys were at.

“Honestly, are you okay?” Her voice was soft, eyes full of worry for you, her best friend, as you smiled shyly back at her.

“I think I’m fine, I mean his fall was so scary, and when he laid there not moving, I assumed the worst, you know?” You blinked a few times before you looked at her. Nini nodded, placing her hands in yours.

“But he was so stupid, I told him not to do it and he did it anyway!” You exasperated, shaking your head at the memory.

“Bub, look! I’m gonna drop in at the bowl over there and then do a grind on the edge. It’s gonna be sick, just watch” Ricky’s grin was wide as he started to walk towards the bowl.

“Nah, Ricky I think you should just stick to this area,” You said, making him stop and turn around. He looked almost offended, “You don’t think I can do it?” He asked, tilting his head.

“No, it’s not that, I just think you should start dropping in at the small bowls first before you go to that one” You explained as Ricky furrowed his eyebrows and huffed. You raised your eyebrows at him as he shook his head.

“I can do it, trust me”

“I just can’t believe he even thought it was a good idea in the first place.” You ranted to Nini, unaware that the boys and Ricky’s Dad were finished catching up and were now heading towards you. She only nodded before looking at the three that stood in front of you.

“Ricky’s out of recovery, we can go see him if you want,” Mike said, gesturing to the paediatric section where his son was most likely coming out of the anaesthesia still. You and Nini quickly arose from the seats and followed the boys.

Knocking quietly on the blue door, you all entered Ricky’s room, squishing in together with the giant balloons and stuffed bears.

“Hi guys,” Ricky spoke, his voice was strained, and his eyes were puffy. He looked around the room at all of his friends, a smile spreading across his cheeks. His eyes met yours while you smiled shyly at him, arms crossed as you stood at the edge of the bed.

“Well come on, let’s see the damage.” EJ prompted, rubbing his hands together as everyone’s collective stress-relieving laughs sounded. Ricky carefully sat up slightly as he leant forward, slowly removing the blanket for dramatic effect.

Once lifted, he sported a full-leg, white cast. EJ nodded, humming, while you cringed, your face contorting in pain. Obviously, yours not being physical. Nini and Red expressed their empathy by grimacing and scrunching their noses as his Dad frowned, not being able to think about the pain his son went through.

“I mean, I’ll be fine, this just means more video games with Red!” Ricky giggled as he fist-bumped Big Red who snorted with laughter.

“We brought you some gifts.” Nini gestured to all of the presents they had purchased, earning another grin from Ricky.

“You guys are the best.” He commented, eyes finding your figure again as you stared at his leg that sat in the cast. You were clearly in deep thought, your eyebrows furrowing as you brought your thumbnail to your lips. Ricky immediately looked at his friends and Dad who were joking around with each other.

“Y/n,” Ricky said, making you snap your head towards him. You looked sadly at him, feeling uncomfortable at the sight of your boyfriend in the hospital. Ricky gave you the come-hither hand signal, eyes begging you to talk to him.

You took a seat in the plastic chair that was placed next to the bed and took his hand that had a catheter needle inserted in it, in yours. You pressed your forehead against your enclosed hands and deeply sighed.

“I know, I’m so sorry for not listening to you, baby” He whispered, placing his other hand in your hair. Ricky felt warm drops on his hand, making his insides churn. You lifted your head as your eyes met his honey ones.

“I'm just glad that you’re alive and breathing, Rick.” You said, tears clouding your vision as his hand moved to your cheek.

“I should be the one comforting you.” You exhaled deeply, “You just broke your leg, for God’s sake” Ricky laughed, leaning closer to your face.

“We, uh, we’re gonna go get dinner, catch you later,” EJ announced randomly, the group rushing to exit the room as the two of you rolling your eyes at the childish antics of your friends and Mike Bowen.

Ricky sat on the couch in his living room, an empty box of crackers next to him as he held a PS4 controller in his hands. He had texted you 15 minutes ago; in need of more crackers and other snack foods, he had wished for.

And as the front door slammed, hearing a small “oops” from you, Ricky was relieved. He was finally at peace as you walked through the kitchen and to the living room with two boxes of salty crackers. He almost moaned at the sight of the snack food and made grabby hands at you. You just made a face at him and rolled your eyes.

“I missed you,” He said, a grin evident on his cheeks as he eyed the boxes.

“You’re unbelievable” You muttered, throwing one box at him. He cheered loudly as he opened it, diving his hand into the salty goodness.

“Come sit with me” Ricky yelled jokingly as you turned to leave him. You groaned in exaggeration as you made your way to sit next to him on the brown leather couch. As soon as you got comfortable, Ricky decided to manoeuvre his entire being so he could rest his head in your lap. Moving his body was hard enough, so moving his casted leg was extremely difficult.

“Thank you for my crackers, baby” He mumbled, voice muffled by his positioning on the couch and across your body. Your hands threaded through his curls as he changed from his game of Fortnite to Netflix. You watched as he swiftly moved around the app, choosing to watch a movie you two had seen a billion times.

You removed one of your hands from his hair to grab your phone after 15 minutes into the movie. And soon enough, both of your hands had moved away from Ricky’s hair and to your phone. Ricky groaned loudly while you ignored the plea. Ricky then moved his head against your stomach, signalling for you to continue running your hands through his hair and unknotting his curls. After getting no response from you at all, he decided to combine his two methods of attention-grabbing as he whined and moved annoyingly.

“What?” You laughed, moving your phone away from your face as you awaited Ricky’s reply.

“Play with my hair,” He said bluntly, causing your jaw to drop and your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“I hate you” You murmured, throwing your phone on the couch next to you and placing your hands on his head, unmoving.

“Please baby, I’m in pain” He premised as you sat in fake contemplation.

“Only because you said please, you dickhead” You uttered, earning a small ‘thank you’ that made your heart swell.

Bed-ridden Ricky was a pain in the ass, but God was he cute.

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simply, utterly | the end

IN WHICH: all finally goes well, but you still hate ricky bowen.

INSPIRATION: sunflower, vol. 6 — harry styles

A/N: well, this is the last part of this series. i just want to thank every single one of the readers who stuck through this series with each prt that was posted. i love you guys so much <3

pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4, pt. 5, pt. 6, pt. 7

Your words hit Ricky like a train.

He could help the relieved smile that lit up his face as he let out a breath he never knew he held in. You chuckled at his reaction, nudging him gently with your elbow.

“Don’t go all giggly on me now, Bowen,” you commented, your teasing tone like a breath of fresh air. You scooted closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder and taking in the warmth he provided. “I mean it, you know,” you murmured, feeling him take your hand into his. “I don’t think I ever hated you. I think,” you bit your bottom lip. “I think that I didn’t know how to show you how I felt.”

“How cliché,” Ricky remarked, making you laugh softly.

“Maybe. But I’m pretty sure you love clichés as much as I do,” you said with a smile, lifting your head to look at him.

Ricky hummed in slight agreement, looking back at you with a look he never gave you before. He was looking at you as if he had the world in his hands, as if you were the most beautiful thing he had seen.

Maybe that was what he thought.

“What?” you laughed out softly, raising a brow at him. “Am I right?” you questioned, head tilting to the side like a puppy would.

Ricky didn’t respond, only lifting your chin to kiss you gently. Your eyes fluttered shut, lips moving in their own dance as they moved slowly against each other. His fingers stayed on your chin, and your hand went up to cup his cheek gently. This was different from the kiss you shared backstage.

This one had something in it that you couldn’t pinpoint. Passion? Care?

Love?

He pulled away from you, forehead touching yours as you both breathed heavily. You stayed that way, foreheads touching and eyes gazing into the other’s as if a silent agreement was passed between both of you. His eyes gleamed under the moonlight, and you swore you understood what couples said when they claimed that the stars were in their spouse’s eyes.

“I..” Ricky started, his words caught in his throat. “I think..” He swallowed dryly, and you smiled softly and pressed another kiss to his lips and pulled away quickly.

“I know,” you murmured, thumb lightly swiping over his lips. “Me too.”

Your lips met his again.

You had gone home that night with Ricky by your side.

The laughs you shared echoed up and down the neighborhood, the conversation going every which was as both of you talked rapidly.

“You really had to do that to me, huh?” Ricky teased, slinging his arm over your shoulders as you walked.

“Look, I don’t know what I was thinking when I was 6,” you defended, not holding back the smile that seemed to be permanently stuck to your face. The moment you shared with Ricky made you feel as if a weight was lifted off your shoulders. “But you were the real crackhead. You threw sand back at me!”

Ricky threw his head back with a laugh, the sandbox memory you shared coming back to him. It was a small memory but a funny one to look back at now that he thought about it.

You had thrown sand into Ricky’s eye when you were six. Ricky ended up throwing sand back, getting it into your eyes as well. It ended with the both of you sobbing to your parents and complaining about each other.

The banter continued between both of you, topics ranging from memories to conspiracy theories, even to past relationships. It never died out — until you found yourself standing in front of your house.

“Will you be okay?” Ricky asked.

Your eyes were set on the bright lights inside. Ashlyn and Ej were still awake.

“Yeah,” you replied, turning to look at him. Your eyes wandered to his house, the windows void of any lights. “Will you?”

You weren’t blind to Ricky’s family problems. When you lived in front of him, you were able to notice a lot of things happen. You knew it affected him, but you never had the heart to ask him if he was okay before.

“Always.” Ricky smiled reassuringly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Y/N.” You turned to your door, Ashlyn and Ej standing in the doorframe and staring at you and Ricky. Your face bloomed red, Ricky offering a hesitant wave towards your cousin and brother.

Ej looked at him, his look hard but turning gentle when he saw your hands intertwined with Ricky’s. “Hey, Ricky.”

“Hi,” Ricky replied awkwardly, his free hand reaching up to scratch the back of his neck.

“Bye,” you murmured to him, kissing his cheek and pulling your hand away from his. You walked up to your driveway, giving Ricky one last smile before you made your way inside.

You heard the door shut behind you as you plopped down onto the couch.

Ej walked up to you hesitantly, clearing his throat awkwardly to catch your attention.

You looked up at him, rolling your eyes with a small grin on your face. “I hate what you did, but I’m not mad at you.”

“But are you sure?” Ashlyn spoke up, making Ej send her a glare while you snickered.

“Hundred percent. Besides,” you shrugged nonchalantly. “I’m too happy to be mad right now.”

—

“Okay, follow my lead. Mah! Mah! Mah!” Ej exclaimed, motioning for you to follow while you grinned mischievously. He frowned. “You were supposed to follow!”

“I know, but it was fun just watching you do it,” you giggled, Ej sending you a look that could kill.

“Y/N..”

“Okay! I’ll follow!” you said reluctantly, warming up with Ej while you tried to keep a straight face. He was always the one more into musicals, yet here you were; one of the leads.

“I swear, they’re crazy,” Ricky hissed to Big Red, the redhead nodding his head in agreement as he watched you and your brother warm-up back and forth.

“They’re Caswells. ‘Course they’re crazy.” Big Red turned to Ricky. “Do you need to do that?”

“Do you know how to do it?” Ricky asked Big Red, looking at you and your brother. You had broken up the warm-up to let out a laugh, making Ej scold you and begin all over again.

“It’s just vocal gibberish,” Big Red responded with a shrug. “C’mon, you say, ‘pah, pah, pah!’ and you’re good to go!”

“Hey! Curtain up in 5!” Called a voice from the crew. With that, Big Red was gone, off to try and help out the backstage crew.

Ricky shook his head, the nerves almost too much to handle. He could feel his hands get clammy and sweat start to gather on his brow. Sure, he was okay with performing for auditions, but the thought that other people were here expecting a good performance from him made him want to jump into a hole.

“Hey!” Your voice broke through his thoughts, the choked back laugh you let out making him raise a brow at you. “I forgot about the eyeliner. You look,” you offered a thumbs up. “Bitchin’.”

“Shush,” Ricky chuckled, some of the nerves fading away just by looking at you.

You really didn’t know the effect you had on him.

“You’re nervous,” you observed, taking his lightly shaking hands into yours. Your thumb thumbed over his skin lightly, making him let out a small sigh.

“Maybe,” he mumbled sheepishly. “You know there are people out there. For us,” he said in a hushed voice, only audible to you.

“Curtain up in like, a minute!”

The warning made Ricky’s eyes widen, and you squeezed his hands reassuringly.

“Look at me, Ricky. Hey— look at me.”

Ricky looked at you, your eyes boring into his. “You’ll be okay. I’ll make sure of it.”

—

Cheers upon cheers were all you heard as you and the cast bowed together. You were slightly out of breath, but that didn’t stop you from letting out a cheer along with the others beside you. The red dress you wore swished elegantly, the dress perfect around your body as you gazed out on the crowd as if you were in a trance.

Ricky was by your side, his own chest heaving as he beamed at the crowd. It was hard to believe that he was dreading performing before the curtain went up; he had sung beautifully and danced as if he had been dancing for years.

It was crazy to think that you had hated him prior to the musical. Never did you think that you’d enjoy playing the love interest of Troy Bolton with Ricky as Troy, yet here you were, smiling until your cheekbones hurt.

You looked up at him, arms slipping from your brother’s side as cheers and hollers came from the group. “Told you so. I’m always right, Rick,” you said cheekily, bumping your hip against his.

The nickname wasn’t said in the way you always said it. It was happy. Playful.

Loving.

“You know I hate that nickname,” Ricky responded, arms falling to his side as he turned to look at you.

“Sure you do,” you remarked, words dripping with sarcasm. The strong sense of déjà vu was in the air as he beamed at you, hands reaching for your face and your arms wrapping around his neck. His lips pressed against yours, and the crowd went wild. You could feel him deepen the kiss, your lips moving in sync.

“I thought they hated each other? Since when did they— I’m so lost,” you heard Carlos eamble, and you couldn’t help but laugh against Ricky’s lips.

“A lil’ bit,” came Ej’s reply, a wide grin on his lips as he clapped for the both of you.

You pulled away from him, faces still close while you feigned an annoyed look. “God, I hate you, Ricky Bowen. You really had to kiss me on stage.”

“Shut up, Caswell. I’ll do it again if I have to.”

—

A/N: again, thank you all so much for reading this series. i just started a new series if you want to check the first part out here! :)

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toots-senpai · 4 years

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how to take over the brain : my masterplan

small directory

{* = smut} {things that i'm done right for: have this over them} i have ‘no thoughts head empty posts’ under the tag catfishimagines

Marvel

Black Panther:

Erik Killmonger

Hong Kong pt.I (2018)

Hong Kong pt.II (2020)

Supernatural:

(I still haven’t finished the show don’t have the right to write for this lmao)

Dean Winchester

Bipolar Arguments * (2016)

Creepypasta:

TW: THESE STORIES CONTAIN DARK THEMES!

A forest HC(2021)

-Fics with More than One Person!

‘A Strong Sense of Smell’ pt 1 *(2021) (hoodie x masky x reader)

(Strong Sense of Smell) pt.2 ‘Stronger Senses’ *(2021)

The Blame Game (EJ + Slender) *(2021)

Playing an Illusion *(2021) (hoodie x masky x reader)

investigating w hoodie and masky *(2022) (hoodie x masky x reader)

Headcannon's

Proxies(+ Ben) and their Kinks. *(2021)

The proxy's 'virginity' hc's *(2021)

Proxies and their s/o being weird (2021)

Why the proxies(+ eyeless jack) have become obsessed. (2021)

How I met your Mother (Toby | Hoodie) (2021)

When they have wet dreams (Proxy ver.) * (2021)

Jeff The Killer

bonfire tower (2021)

HC (2021)

Eyes of the Predator (2021)*

How To Cleanup Your Needs vs Your Wants (2021)*

Eyeless Jack

A Quick Chase Through the Forest * (2019)

Sippy Cup (2020)

Touch Starved * (2020)

Stressful Overstimulation * (2020)

Ben Drowned

Smoking with Ben HC's (2020)

thigh dependency * (2021)

Hoodie

Morning * (2021)

forgetfulness * (2021)

To Really Know* (2021) pt 1

THE FALSE INNOCENCE IN KNOWLEDGE* (2021) pt 2

somno w brian* (2022)

Ticci Toby

Dreams DO come true.* (2021)

More Random HC's * (2021)

TOYS FOR TOBY * (2021)

Masky

Hitman s/o vs Masky HC(2021)

TEMPTATIONS * (2021)

Rick and Morty:

Rick Sanchez

Late Night Drive * (2020)

Undertale:

Sans

(mobfell au) a dark theater* (2021)

(underfell au) perks of dating a bartender * (2021)

My Hero Academia:

Part fics/ More than One Person Fics !

A Proper Hero's Speech * (2021) (deku x reader ft katsuki)

Appearances *(2021) (kirishima x reader x hawks)

Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Headcannon (2021)

Dynamite (Bakugo Katsuki)

Can I have that room Yet? * (2021)

watchful eyes * (2021)

Red Riot ( Kirishima Eijrou )

just friendly raves * (2021)

Anxious Smoke Circle * (2021)

A Real Hero of a Boyfriend * (2021)

Ochako Uraraka

☆vampire movie marathon☆ (2022)

Call of Duty:

TW: THESE STORIES CONTAIN DARK THEMES!

Headcannons!

Ghost and König X Afab! Reader Poly HC's *(2022)

if cod men have hand/foot fetish & their opinions on you be spoiled with mani-pedis (ghost, price, soap, konig, gaz) *(2023)

Cod Landlord's : Drabble Series

John Price

Pt.1 (2023)

Pt.2 (2023)

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

coming soon

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Stability (Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Reader) *(2022)

*requests are open*

#masterlist #catfishimagines

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hsmtmts-fangir1 · 4 years

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Scared of Happy part 4 (Ricky Bowen x Reader)

Request Is Welcome

Masterlist / Prompts

Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7 , Part 8

It’s been a couple of days since Ricky and Nini sang their song to EJ and Y/N. Leaving Ricky and Nini with their own thoughts. Nini leans on Kourtney a lot after that night. “Maybe we overdid it?” Nini suggests looking at EJ talking to some of the basketball team. “Nini, he needs time. You kissed your ex and you also sing to him out of nowhere. He needs time to think about it. You know him, he’s protective over his heart. He likes you but he needs to think for himself before he dates you again. Give him time.” Kourtney comforted Nini, who sighed and played with her food.

“Should I be worried? She hasn’t told me anything. “ Ricky asked with Red in his locker. Red sighed knowing that Ricky is overthinking it again. “Rick, you know Y/N. She’s just thinking about it. She needs time.” Red replied, closing his locker seeing Ricky staring at Y/N at her locker with Gina. “Do you think she’s going to forgive us?” Ricky asked nervously. “She will man, just let her come to you for once,” Red suggests patting his shoulder.

“Y/N, can I talk with you?” EJ came up to Y/N and Gina. “Sure.” Y/N nod, closing her locker. “I should catch up with Carlos,” Gina spoke walking away. “What’s up?” Y/N asked looking at EJ. “Have you thought about what you’re going to do with Ricky?” EJ asked leaning on the wall. “Nope, Have you?” Y/N replied walking towards the theater room. “I want to forgive her but I’m kind of scared.” EJ answer. “I get it.” Y/N nod and continue walking towards the room. “So are you excited that we get to sleep over tonight at the school?” EJ asked changing the topic. “ I do. I always wanted to stay overnight at school. Has a different feel, you know?” Y/N answered smiling and continued “Miss Jenn is unique. Having us sleep overnight with everyone in the same room.” EJ and Y/N continued to talk with each other until they walked inside the classroom with everyone with their sleeping bags.

“Already my babies, we have a new member of the club joining us for tonight.” Miss. Jenn spoke, having a student walking in behind her. “Oh no,” Ricky whispered, seeing who the new student was Y/N’s ex. “Meet Julio. He’s going to be our tech.” Miss. Jenn pointed towards him. EJ made his way towards Y/N. Everyone waved and whispered hello to Julio. Julio nods and walks towards Y/N and EJ. “Do you mind if I steal Y/N for a second,” Julio spoke looking Y/N like she was a slice of meat. “I don’t know if her boyfriend would let you man,” EJ replied smirking. “I thought you and Ricky were done?” Julio looked at Y/N confused. “Well, you thought wrong. Ricky.” EJ called Ricky over. Ricky ran up to them glaring at Julio. “Julio thought that you guys broke up,” EJ spoke, hoping Ricky would catch up. “Sorry dude. You thought wrong.“ Ricky replied, wrapping his arm around Y/N’s shoulder. Y/N nod and wrap her arm around his waist. Julio nodded and walked away. “We should sleep on each side of her. Before he wants to sleep on the other of Y/N.” EJ suggests. “Yeah, if you want Y/N of course.” Ricky looked at Y/N nervously. “Yeah.” Y/N agrees, nodding.

When it was getting close to Miss. Jenn to get everyone to sleep. Julio started to get close to Y/N and set his stuff near hers. EJ quickly got his stuff and Ricky’s bag to be right now to Y/N’s. Nini walked up to EJ. “Look I know that you need time but I see how you and Ricky are protecting Y/N from Julio. I want to help with whatever you guys need. Please I want to make it up to Y/N.” Nini explained shyly. EJ nodded and took Nini towards Y/N. “Nini wants to help. I’m thinking Ricky, you sleeping next to the wall, Y/N next then Nini. I would sleep next Nini. Julio won’t be near Y/N.” EJ explains looking at the three, making Y/N and Ricky nod. “Alright, everyone time to bed.” Miss. Jenn yelled, smiling. The four got to where their things are. “Ricky.” Y/N whispers grabbing Ricky’s arm looking scared. “Hey, I will be right next to you. I won’t let him hurt you. EJ and Nini are also here.” Ricky whispers holding Y/N’s chin making Y/N look at him. Y/N nod nervously. “Okay.” Y/N replied. Ricky pulled her into a hug. “I will protect you,” Ricky mumbles into her head. The night went smoothing.

In the morning everyone was talking about how the floor wasn’t a bad place to sleep. “It helped my back a lot,” Seb spoke making everyone laugh. Ricky looking at Y/N smiling with Gina. “Hey Y/N, can we talk?” Julio spoke behind Y/N. “Julio I don’t think that’s a good -,” Y/N started of but being stoping Julio. “Because of your dumb boyfriend.” Julio scoffed. “And if it is because of me,” Ricky spoke behind Julio. “I don’t remember talking to you.” Julio turning around, getting everyone’s attention. “You really think that I will let you talk to Y/N alone,” Ricky replied. “What if she wants to talk to me?” Julio asked crossing his arms. “Boys let’s calm now shall we.” Miss. Jenn stood up trying to calm Julio and Ricky. “No I want to talk to Y/N right now,” Julio demanded glaring at Ricky. “Now Julio we can’t-'' Miss. Jenn started before Julio stopped her by pulling a gun. Everyone quickly moves away. “I’m done waiting.” Julio glare looking at Y/N. He moves to Y/N and aims his gun to her abdomen. “JULIO PLEASE.” Miss. Jenn yelled once she saw that he pointed it to Y/N. “NO,” Julio yelled looking around to everyone. “If any of you come close I will shoot.” Julio jammed the gun into Y/N stomach making Y/N whine in pain. “JULIO” Ricky yelled, Red having to grab him before he could move close to them. “What? You don’t like that I’m hurting Y/N in front of you as I did in the mall.” Julio mocked making Ricky glare at him. Julio turns to look at Y/N. “I loved you,” he whispered into her ear. A voice came from the doorway “Julio, what are you doing?” everyone took to see that Mr. Mazzara looking at Julio. “If you come in closer I will shoot,” Julio warned. It was silent for a minute before Julio sighed. “I love you Y/N,” Julio whispers looking Y/N. “Julio.” Y/N replied scared. “I’m done,” Julio spoke, making everyone confused. When suddenly Julio cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.

“Y/N!”

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Scared of Happy part 5 (Ricky Bowen x Reader)

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Masterlist / Prompts

Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7 , Part 8

EJ and Mr. Mazzara tackle Julio and grab the gun away from him. Ricky quickly went to Y/N. “SOMEONE CALL 911” Ricky yelled, taking his jacket and putting pressure on Y/N’s wound. “Ashlyn is already doing it,” Nini spoke sitting next to Y/N, supporting her back. “Ricky.” Y/N whispers leaning her head into his shoulder in pain. “You’re going to be fine,” Ricky replied, kissing Y/N’s forehead. “You’re strong.” Ricky whimpers, letting the tears fall. “I forgive you.” Y/N replied, grabbing Ricky’s arm and whining in pain. “They’re near. I could hear them.” Ashlyn yelled. “Go and lead them in.” Miss. Jenn told Ashlyn, who ran quickly to bring them in. “See help is coming,” Ricky whispers weakly kissing her head. “I love you Y/N. I know you would be fine.” Ricky continued. Suddenly Y/N passed out. “Y/N!” Ricky yells out in panic.

“She’s here.” Ashlyn came in with ambulances behind her. They quickly went to her and put her on the stretcher. They quickly took her to the ambulance truck. “Alright, guys. Police are coming as well. They will take care of Julio. Call your parents, go home and clean up. Mr. Mazzara and I will go to the hospital with Y/N. Okay?” Miss. Jenn explained looking around at the students. Ricky shook his head shaking.“No. I need to go with Y/N.”. “Ricky.” Miss. Jenn sighed, her heart was breaking seeing Ricky looking so hurt and scared. “Please, Miss. Jenn. I need to be by her.” Ricky begged. “Ricky go and freshen up. I promise that after that you can come to the hospital. You can be there for as long as you like.” Miss. Jenn replied. “Rick, you have blood on you. They won’t let you see her if you have blood on you.” Red came up to him, making Ricky nod. The police came in and took Julio from EJ and Mr. Mazzara. EJ came up to Ricky. “Look I will take you to your house. You get cleaned up quickly after I will take you to the hospital. You don’t need to wait for anything or anyone. “ EJ spoke, Ricky nodded and grabbed his and Y/N bag and walked with EJ to his car.

The ride was silent. Once they arrive at Ricky’s house. He quickly ran up to his room, getting clothes to take a shower. He did this under 10 minutes. He walked out and saw that EJ was still waiting for him. Ricky got in again. “Thanks,” Ricky whispered, looking at his hands. “For what?” EJ asked confused. “For taking care of Y/N. Tackle Julio. Giving me a ride.” Ricky spoke. “No problem.” EJ shook it off like it was nothing. “I’m being serious. I appreciate it. I love Y/N and it was calming that you were looking out for her when I couldn’t. “ Ricky spoke. “Y/N will always have someone looking out for her. The theatre kids won’t let her get hurt...again.” EJ whispers the last part weakly.

Once they arrive at the hospital, EJ drops Ricky off in the front. “Thanks, man again. '' Ricky spoke. “It’s nothing. I will come back once I get clean up.” EJ promises, making Ricky nod. Ricky ran in, seeing Gina already there with Miss. Jenn and Mr. Mazzara. “Any word from Y/N?” Ricky asked, looking around. “Not yet.” Gina shook her head. Ricky just sighed and sat down. Mr. Mazzara sat next to Ricky. “Now you must know Ms. L/N really well. She looks tough. I believe that she will recover from this.” Mr. Mazzara spoke looking at Ricky. Ricky closed his eyes trying to keep back the tears.

After a while, Ashlyn, Carlos,Seb, Nini,EJ , Big Red and Kourtney arrive at the hospital. Ricky was losing his mind with nobody telling them any news of Y/N. He was getting more worried every minute that passed and no doctor or nurse told them anything. He can’t help but have memories of Y/N through his mind.

“Ricky, Ricky Ricky.” Y/N was repeating from the couch. “Yes my sweet girlfriend that wants my attention.” Ricky answered, coming up to Y/N, smiling. “I have a joke.” Y/N grin huge making Ricky groan and walk away. “NO”Ricky yelled out walking back to the kitchen.

Y/N quickly got off the coach and ran towards Ricky. “I swear it’s funny” Y/N promise pulling on Ricky’s arm.”That is what you say about your pun a couple of minutes ago.” Ricky replied looking at Y/N’s pouting face. “I swear this one would be so funny that even your dad would laugh when you tell him.” Y/N said, smiling , putting her face on his shoulder. “Love, my dad laughs at all your jokes. He loves them.” Ricky answered, trying to keep a straight face. “Your dad just knows good humor” Y/N replied shrugged. “More like bad humor” Ricky answered, smirking.

“WOULD YOU JUST LET ME TELL YOU THE JOKE PLEASE.” Y/N whined putting on Ricky’s arm again. Ricky sighed and wrapped his arms around Y/N’s waist. “Fine, tell me the joke” Ricky gave in making Y/N cheer. “Okay knock knock.” Y/N started already smiling. “Are you serious?” Ricky asked. “Ricky.” Y/N whined. “Fine. Who’s there” Ricky replied. “Europe” Y/N answer jumping. ”Europe who?” Ricky response making Y/N smile bigger. “NO, You’re a poo” Y/N answered and started to laugh.

“Okay you’re done for the day.” Ricky spoke picking Y/N over his shoulder and taking her to his room. “Wait my phone.” Y/N whine reaching for the phone that she left on the couch. “Nope, that's where you get ideas for your jokes and puns.” Ricky replied, still walking up the stairs.

“Hey how you’re doing?” Gina spoke, making Ricky break from his daydream. “Bad. Why haven’t they said anything Gina?” Ricky asked, looking at Gina with tears in his eyes. “I don’t know.” Gina replied, sighed, being just as worried as Ricky. Y/N was just as important to Gina as she was to Ricky. Y/N was the first girl in East High that wasn’t scared by Gina.

“I swear Gina you’re amazing.” Y/N spoke as she was walking with Gina down the hallway. “You’re just being a kiss-ass.” Gina said. “When I’m being a kiss-ass, trust me you will know it. I suck at it. “ Y/N replied. “Yeah yeah” Gina answered rolling her eyes. Making Y/N scoff and lightly push Gina to the wall making Gina laugh. “Fine I won’t tell you how good of a dancer you are.” Y/N replied looking away, making Gina laugh harder.

Y/N was never afraid to stand up or joke with Gina. Which is good since Gina always wanted someone that could be her best friend.

“Miss Y/N L/N” making everyone stand. Miss. Jenn walks to the doctor. “Yes.” she said nervously. “Are you her mother?” he asked looking at Miss. Jenn. “No but her mother sign already signed some paperwork that I will be an adult responsible for Y/N.” Miss. Jenn replied, making the doctor look at his chart and nod. “Yes I see. Well Miss. L/N was lucky even if she was shot at a very close range.The bullet went into her lower right abdomen. Thankfully nothing was damaged. We took the bullet out. She will be able to make a full recovery.” The doctor explained, making everyone sighed in relief. “Thank you Doctor.” Mr. Mazzara shook the doctor's hand. “Can we see her?” Ricky asked. “In an hour. We’re still getting her into a room. “ the doctor answered. “I will send a nurse in to take you to her once everything is ready. I will make sure it’s a big room since I see a lot of friends but once she’s awake. She must be relaxed and calm.” The doctor spoke, making everyone nod.

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