Just some lil stories. I take requests. as long as I have enough inspiration. I only do x reader Imagines tho. :)

𝗼𝗵 𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗮; 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝙾𝙲 ©BRITFICS completed - 22/11/2020

"never doubt that a small group of thoughtful individuals can change the world." /// "Because, I think I like you a lot more than I let on." he whispered to her with the excited smile of a school boy. Diana tried to hide the small smile that erupted on her face by looking down at her shoes. Josh placed his hand gently under her chin, forcing her to look at him. "What makes you think that I feel the same way?" she said with an unconvincing crease of her eyebrows and a blush that covered her cheeks betraying her opposing words. Josh kept looking at her, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Fine. I think you're right." she conceded quietly. /// {josh lyman x original female character}

Faith Posner was suddenly invited back to her best friends house after 3 years of no contact, and she's thrown straight back into the family as she grows fond of the youngest son again. Jonny goodman x OC

Saturday mornings were never special, until Lizzie starts dating Jonny Goodman and goes to Friday Night Dinner. Saturday mornings which were once for hangovers and the walk of shame, have now become lounging in bed with the love of her life and turning her phone on silent so his family doesn't update her on the consequences of going over for some Crimble crumble. Every week is guaranteed to be a shit show, but Lizzie thinks she might just fit in with Jonny's insne family. This book basically is what it says on the tin - a Friday Night Dinner fanfic.

The email is simple; half of it is the host company that goes over the basics of being offered a position with a person in need of a caregiver. The other half is a small message from the person needing assistance, explaining what you'd potentially be doing for them. It's a bit vague and concise, just saying they need to set up an interview session and that you'd be taking care of their three year old if given the job. The only thing truly odd about this, is the confidentiality agreement. That and the fact it's paired with the words "high profile job offer". It's like you'd be nannying for the Queen or something. Your cursor lingers over the confirm interview icon, your finger not yet clicking it. You look over the details only to find few in the first place; the pay is to be determined, the hours are to be determined, and it all seems rather unstable. Still it's the first interview offer you've had in weeks and you're running out of cushion money to live off of, and the last thing you want to ask is your parents for money. "Fuck it," you mutter into the void as you click the accept button... ...Or the story of how you became the full-time nanny for Tom Holland and his adorable son Ezra. [reader insert story - originally posted on tumblr @softspideyboy] [cover art for the story credit to Tumblr user: @dreamiele]