ADC gif pieces. One shots, imagines, and would includes for gifs. Mostly Lexa, but there will be some Alicia and Alycia. Requests open.
Key:
(M) = mature
* = imagine
• = one shot
+= would include
The one shots tend to be longer. Imagines tend to...
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"She totally likes you." I snorted.
"I think that robot arm knocked out your brain, Reyes." I grumbled, slamming my locker. My best friend rolled her eyes and shoved my arm. The halls were empty, but we had lunch, so there was no rush to be somewhere.
"Yeah, well, I think looking through a camera all the time has made you blind to what's right in front of you, Y/N. She's always looking at you when she scores. That's what O says." The previously mentioned camera hung around my neck. "And guess who's always at least half of the pictures?" Raven taunted, swiping it from me. I dropped my bag in surprise.
"Raven!" She scrolled through the digital pictures with glee, pointing out each one that featured a certain green eyed soccer player. Raven paused at a particularly dramatic one. Brown curls swooshed from the long ponytail and green eyes pierced through the lens. My breath hitched.
"Ooh, she totally caught you looking in this one!" I clawed for my camera frantically. "Stop it!" My cheeks flamed. Raven smirked and handed me back my camera. I settled it once again around my neck protectively. We started walking towards lunch.
"You know, if the yearbook gets another close up of Lexa Woods instead of the entire team, you know Maya will have your ass, you stalker." I sighed. Pain in the neck she was, Raven was right.
"But I know they do want her picture for the Captain's page. You just need to stop by after school today. Before they practice, and ask for a team photo." Raven said helpfully. "Or ask her now at lunch. I think it's better to let her know now."
We strode into the packed lunchroom.
"Can we please not talk about my massive crush on the soccer captain, please?" I hissed. Raven's eyes glittered.
"But I like tormenting you! Plus, O will be there. Tell her I love her. And if she wins tomorrow's game, she'll get a special present." I rolled my eyes while Raven wagged her brows suggestively and grabbed a tray after chucking my bag at a booth against the wall.
"Ew, TMI, you freak. I refuse to be the messenger between Octavia and you. Talk to your girlfriend yourself, you chicken." She grinned at me and grabbed a milk as we slid our trays.
"My name's Raven, not chicken. But thanks for trying. I'm attempting to get you around Lexa more. No more watching from the bleachers. She's got more than enough action shots. I'll let Octavia know I'm torturing her with your presence for a good cause." Octavia had been Lexa's second in command since freshman year. Lexa herself was so legendary among our rival schools that whispers of 'Commander' and 'Heda' always washed through the stands during our games. Octavia on the other hand had her own nicknames. She was aggressive and nearly as ruthless as Lexa on the field.
We sat down at our booth and I played with my camera strap nervously. After stealing my chips, Raven nudged me towards the table where all the soccer players sat.
