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eyesthatroll · 1 year

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needy | jack hughes

pairing; jh86 x fem!reader

warning(s); fluff, established relationship, idk what else, smidge of angst (?), lowercase intended, not rlly edited.

word count; 1.1k

summary; jack comes home from a five game road trip

"can you please come to bed?" jack whines from across the hall, interrupting your concentration.

pausing the outline you were currently writing, you let out a deep sigh. "just a few more minutes, j."

you hear stumbling across the floor, and in moments jack is leaning against the doorframe, wrapped in a burrito blanket you got for your birthday last year.

his hair has gotten longer since that last time you’ve seen him, messily resting past his ears and down his neck.

"you said that ten minutes ago."

you look up, and meet jacks pleading gaze. "you look tired, love. why don't you try and get some sleep?"

it was a little after one am, you were growing tired, and you knew he was too.

he rolls his eyes at you. "i miss you. didn't you miss me, when i was gone?"

removing your glasses, you rubbed at your eyes with your palms, trying to rid the looming tiredness.

of course you missed him, you always did, but you had inventory at work on monday and an important deadline coming up, you couldn't just drop everything because he was home. you had a life without him, too.

"of course i missed you, jack. i just need a little bit more time to work without you bothering me every five minutes, please." you knew the moment you said it, that you shouldn't have.

jack's eyes widen momentarily, as if he can't believe the words that just came out of your mouth.

jack is normally needy, roadie's aside. that was actually one of the first things that made you fall in love with him, his constant need to show you how much he valued and cared about you.

your family is emotionally distant, you've only hugged your dad maybe five times in your life, and you don't think you've ever heard him say i love you to your mom.

jack said it everyday, multiple times a day. leaving to go to practice, "i love you". ending every phone call "i love you". you made him dinner, "i love you"

you had yet to say it back to him.

there was a time you wanted to, but then it passed, and now every time you think about saying it, it just feels forced.

jack hasn’t taken offense that you haven’t said it yet, he knows how you are with this sort of thing.

‘whenever your ready’ he says.

"sure, yeah. sorry for bothering you." jack turns on his heels, not giving you a chance to respond.

the door closes quietly, echoing throughout the quiet apartment.

you sit in silence, your brain not quite processing what had just happened.

you figured you might as well finish your work, then call it a night. you plugged your headphones in and chose a random spotify playlist to work to.

it's about two hours later when you finally give in and close your macbook with a curse under your breath.

shutting the lamp off, you make your way to your bedroom, opening to door quietly as you're unsure if jack is awake or not. part of you hopes he is awake, so you can form some sort of apology.

hockey plays quietly on the tv, while jack is laying down, his body turned towards the window, light snores escaping him.

you go to the bathroom and brush your teeth, too tired to bother with your skincare routine tonight.

stripping out of your day clothes, you throw on one of jacks t-shirts that he's left, and join him in bed. you spared one last look at your boyfriend, before turning the tv off.

turning so your back is facing his, you shut your eyes, and try and force yourself to sleep.

after hours of tossing and turning, you glance at the clock to see that only about 45 minutes has passed since you last checked the time.

turning back to jack, you shook his shoulder. "jack.. jack wake up."

groaning, he pushes your hand off him, turning to face you. "what time is it?"

"a little after three."

"oh.. did something happen? are you okay?" he gives you a concerned look, his face illuminated by the small nightlight in the corner.

"no, nothing happened."

his lips part in confusion. "i don't understand."

"fuck i just-i don't want you to be mad at me, okay?!"

jack jumps slightly at your outburst.

"i'm sorry." you add quickly, before he has a chance to speak.

jack avoids your gaze, seemingly unsure of what to say. "it's not-i should've just left you to your work."

you reach out, brushing stray fallen hair out of his eye line. "you know me, you know i'm not good with.. feelings. but im trying, for you. of course i miss you when your gone, maybe too much. that's why i'm always working, i guess. to distract when your not here."

jack watches you intently. the two of you have moved closer now, his hand palming small circles on your thigh.

"it makes it easier, to not have days off when all i can do is think about you."

"you can always facetime me, or text me when im on the road." he says.

"i know, i just-i don't wanna annoy you. and please don't say 'you could never annoy me' because i know that's not true." you tell him.

"i would love to hear more from you when i’m on the road. even if it's a text here and there, it'll be nice to know you're thinking about me."

you nod.

"and if, you start to annoy me, i'll let you know." he finishes.

you crack a smile. "okay."

jack pulls you into his side. "though, you could never annoy me, because i love you."

"me too." you say, out of habit, but you continue. "i love you, too.”

"you love me?" jack asks, his face, a mixture of adoration and awe.

"stop it." you mumble against his chest.

"i knew it." he's teasing.

"only cause' i just told you."

"luke told me."

you whip you head up to look at him. "when?!"

he laughs at your response. "not sure, maybe a few months ago."

your face contorts in confusion, then realization. "i’m never telling luke anything again."

you lay back down, wrapping your arms around him.

"you loooooove me."

"you're gonna sleep outside."

"you can't make someone you love sleep outside!"

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mari speaks! emptying my drafts i guess. if this sucks—sorry, i just started seriously writing a few months ago, so any constructive criticism is always appreciated, thanks! 🙂

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buterccup · 1 year

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GEN Z READER IN TASK FORCE 141 HC + könig!! PT 2

A/N: You guys are so sweet!! Thank you for the support on the first part of Gen z! Reader series/ Daffodil series, it seriously means a lot! And since I saw someone ask for König I decided to add him too, our baby deserves some love too! And again if anyone has codename ideas please tell me because I am still considering changing Daffodil to something else!

Warnings: Dark humour, Suicide jokes, simping, swearing, mentions of parents leaving the reader, basically gen z stuff, usual CoD violence, wholesome family stuff,

Character(s): Soap, Gaz, John, Ghost, Price, könig x Gn! reader (Mention of Laswell and Graves)

Codename: Daffodil

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

It had been a couple months since you joined the task force and met your boys and they are happy you are with them, and despite being thick-skinned and having a very fucked humour you can get emotional at times.

One time you got upset over something and hugged the closes person to you.

It was Ghost.

And surprisingly he didn't mind, he understood that you were still young and needed comfort. So he gave you comfort that he never got properly when he was younger.

But once you told Ghost that you loved him which caught him off guard and made him stay away from you for a bit to process what you said.

Of course you told him you loved him through texts but hearing you say it was a whole other story.

The others get this treatment too.

Even if you're not upset you'll randomly say that you love them, which they find sweet but they all were caught off guard at first by the sudden burst of affection.

But they got used to it!

But there was one thing they weren't getting used to, your jokes.

Price swears he can feel himself get grey hair every time he hears one of your 'jokes'.

They even came up with a very...odd name for them: "Dil Humour"

When they first started saying the little inside joke you looked at them like they said something horrible.

"Excuse me?? Dil humour????"

"You know ill but instead of ill it's dil from Daffodil- No?.."

"Stop..."

To say the least you were not impressed and you were sure Price came up with it.

But you still loved them anyways.

Even with that ugly hat.

You swear he committed a war crime by just wearing it but he lets you wear it just to spite you. Aw.

You made a Spotify playlist for all your boys and continuously added songs to them until you're ready to share it with them.

One time Gaz caught you adding songs to Soap's playlist and tried to peek over your shoulder.

"What are you doing."

"Your mom"

"Never mind.."

And you may or may not have made one for König.

I mean who could blame you?!

When you first saw the man you were in the mess hall eating with your boys, sitting in between Ghost and Soap, minding your own business until you saw the newest love of your life.

You started to choke while slamming the table with a red ass face.

And you bet that Ghost was the first one to slam his hand onto your back while Soap sat wide-eyed at what just happened.

Before any of your boys could say anything you were looking around like a hawk and getting up to talk to König.

To say the least your boys were in shock and stayed that way until you came back minutes later with a huge smile on your face.

"I GOT A NEW BAE"

"Shh..." (🧼)

"I got a new bae!"

"Oh yeah?" (🧼)

"Fucking what." (💀)

(that one unas anus moment)

And after a while you started sending König so many heart locket gifs of him and a lot of bear memes.

You don't what it is about the guy but he is GIVING bear.

Anyways you love this man to pieces and will always try your best to control yourself and not say any suicide jokes around him.

But you can control yourself so much.

The first ever time König heard you threaten to shoot yourself his eyes widened.

The poor thing was worried for you since all he's ever seen of you was sunshine and memes.

He would just place his hands on your shoulders and make you look him in the eyes as he asks if you're okay and if you ever need to talk you can always go to him.

You sometimes go training with him too and you couldn't stop fawning over how strong he was in your head.

And speaking of training, you also go train with your boys too.

There was one time, Soap was doing push ups and he thought it would be fun to have you sit on his back.

And who were you to say no to that.

Although sometimes you go to the 141 group chat and send memes.

Gaz is always the first to respond.

Always.

Gaz: Where did you find this??

Foap: Daffo this isn't funny

Price: Kid

Gaz: Aren't you two supposed to be training

Price: Where are you both

Baby gril: Is that me?

Soap or whoever is training you always end up finding you when you send jokes like those and make you work extra hard during train with him which makes you cry internally.

Speaking AGAIN of your humour one time you were fighting off one of the enemies and he landed quite a hard punch on you, cutting your cheek in the progress, but once the boys showed up the guy was dead and most of his blood was on your hands. Literally and figuratively.

There was no way of telling which one of the boys came up to you first but they definitely kept asking about your cheek.

"Are you sure you're okay soldier?"

"Yeah I'm sure, my dad hit harder anyway-"

"Daffodil."

They weren't happy with what you said, especially Price

Your boys will never forget the day when they found out that you couldn't drive.

At first everything was a blur, it was during a mission and you all had to fall back, and you somehow got into the driver's seat while Price, Ghost and Soap were in the back while Gaz got in the passenger's seat.

Ghost would have a bullet in his arm while Price and Soap shouted at you to go.

You floored it.

The sudden action made Soap hit his head against the car wall while Gaz and Price were yelling at you to stop.

"YOU SHOULD'VE LEARNT THIS WHEN YOU WERE IN TRAINING."

" JUST GIVE ME THE WHEEL!"

"DEADASS MIGHT THROW UP"

"DAFFODIL-"

They vowed they would never let you drive again until someone teaches you.

You were just bored one day so you beelined your way to Gaz's room and slammed yourself onto his bed.

Of course Gaz was shocked once he saw you enter his room but soon got on with whatever he was doing.

And just like Price, he would never tell you to get out of his room unless it was super important and would just talk with you about random things and let you vent to him.

Somehow you always end up getting all sentimental and it's just really sweet in the end.

Soap sings in the shower.

And Lord have mercy if you hear him you will ALWAYS join in and vice versa.

You two are a power duo.

There was this one time you convinced Ghost and Price to go catfishing with you on a dating app with your phone.

Their names were Gina and Fraincesca and it was very chaotic.

One time one of the people that matched with them started texting your phone during a meeting with Laswell and Graves and since it was going nowhere you checked one of the messages to see a voice message and then-

"Hey baby gorl."

"I'm going to actually kill myself, I will shoot myself right now it's not funny, I have a letter under my bed guys Imma go-"

"Daffodil."

Soap and Gaz still won't let you live properly after that no matter how much Price and Laswell tell them to stop.

Meanwhile Ghost and Grave would just act like nothing happened.

But even after what happened and the relentless teasing Soap and Gaz would do they still cared.

Live, Love, Laugh guys.

Requests: Closed

(Part 3 coming soon and also a one-shot!)

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magewritesstories · 2 months

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[ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ ] ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ

summary; jujutsu kaisen characters and music tw; none note; just a lil drabble as i work on some longer fics words; 479 jujutsu kaisen masterlist // main masterlist

Thinking about Satoru Gojo who drags you away from the kitchen counter whilst you're making dinner just to put on one of the cheesiest romance songs known to mankind and put one hand on your waist and intertwines the other with his, waltzing through your living room (Megumi complains you've permanently ruined The Night We Met for him.)

Thinking about Yuji Itadori who suggests watching one of your favourite musicals for your weekly movie night, even though technically you picked the movie last time too, and basically squishes you two together in a blanket burrito that never lasts long because of course he has to dance and shout sing The Room Where It Happens at the top of his lungs.

Thinking about Nobara Kugisaki who lends you one of her earbuds and plays a chill playlist whilst letting you rest your head on her shoulder as the two of you sit on the train back home after a long and hard day of shopping, not even making a remark as you basically turn into deadweight leaning against her when you fall asleep halfway the trip.

Thinking about Megumi Fushiguro who makes and sends you playlists whenever you're reading one of his book recommendations and is totally nonchalant about it but you notice the slight red on the tips of his ears when he asks if you liked the playlist and book next time you see him.

Thinking about Maki Zenin who just stares at you with a confused expression as you tell her you've made her a work-out playlist and claims that she doesn't listen to music when working out (or at all) much but somehow the songs make it to a pretty high ranking on her Spotify wrapped anyway.

Thinking about Yuuta Okkotsu who just sits in front of you at your favourite coffee shop, smiling and nodding along as he lets you rant on about music, from the different genres to the meaning behind the lyrics of your favourite songs—he just sits there happily and listens.

Thinking about Toge Inumaki who lets you use his—very expensive—headset to increase the first-time listening experience of your artist's latest album, and sits there patiently as he watches you go through so many emotions and make faces he didn't even know you were capable of making.

Thinking about Kento Nanami who doesn't really listen to music that much but installed Spotify on his phone anyway for the sole reason of making a playlist that consists of your favourite songs so that he can play them during long drives.

Thinking about Suguru Geto who has a small radio-shaped speaker with its own permanent spot on the breakfast counter that you got from Mimiko and Nanako as a present, there's almost always soft lo-fi tunes coming from it but especially when you're lazing on the sofa together running your fingers through his hair.

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ivory0 · 10 months

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# betty

♫ You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says Most times, but this time it was true ♪ plot : A figment of Mile's worst intentions.

1 → 2 ( coming soon )

"Are you really sure about this?" Gwen Asked Mile's in a soft and crisp voice looking hesitant of herself when she thought of you.

It was summer, august to be exact. Mile's was on summer break as his school year had ended. Mile's hand traveled from Gwen's hips to her waist as he held her close to him.

"Yeah.. We weren't really serious about the whole thing.." Mile's breathed out slowly as his voice was pushed to a little whisper.

Before the could get any closer, Gwen's dimensional travel watch flickered, indicating another call from another dimension as Gwen sighed.

"See you soon.. Spider-man..?" Gwen asked with a light giggle at the end of her sentence as Mile's lips curved up into a grin. "Yeah." Soon enough, Gwen had sneaked out of Mile's bedroom through his window as Miles sighed.

Time went by as Miles laid on his bed, scrolling through his phone until his fingers clicked on Spotify. As he scrolled through his playlists, one playlist stood out to him the most, the one you had made just for him as his mind forced him to think about the infidelity he was participating in as his mind geared to a few memories.

"Do you think this would look good on me, Miles?" You asked as you put swatches of a dark lipstick on your skin, thinking deeply about your choice as your eyebrows scrunched up.

Miles noticed how concentrated you were in your thoughts before he squished on of your cheeks with his free hand, the other holding your shopping bags as he chuckled.

"You know my answer already, Ma." Miles said with a grin. "Anything and everything looks good when you wear it."

You playfully hit him with a smile creeping up on your face due to his words. "Don't play 'round with me too much, Morales."

Then she showed up, Gwen stacy. Mile's soon-to-be dilemma. They clicked instantly, I mean- who else could you talk to about this kind of top secretive spider stuff to? Each other right?

Gwen is one of the only people who actually know about Mile's true identity, one could even say that she practically knew everything.

But she didn't really do anything to personally help Miles whenever he was actually going through something. Or at least she didn't patch him up like you did.

That's right, You snuck him a literal eraser including a math's formula during a test because he didn't know there was gonna be a test.

You silently patched him up whenever he was injured from his duties as spider-man, not asking him questions about how he received them as he asked you to stop worrying, you did.

You waited patiently for him to open up to you, not wanting to make him feel pressured but will he ever tell you what was actually going on?

At first, You were oblivious to the summer affair Miles had going on, chasing two girls at the same time. You and your friends were on facetime talking about anything until suddenly one of your friends mentioned a certain rumour about Miles, Mostly about his affair as you slowly connected the dots from his unresponsive and strange but nervous behavior towards you to many more antics.

Usually you didn't believe in the rumours you heard from this particular friend but you had a feeling- No, knew that this time, it was true.

Summer had passed by as it was time for a new school year, Miles's face was currently in a merged expression of surprise and bewilderment as he stared at Ganke. "She changed her homeroom?" Miles finally asked as his voice sounded surprised and disappointed.

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hyunfilms · 5 months

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blue side of the sky (lmh) | 16.5 [cloudy days] uncle adrian

♡ spotify playlist | series masterlist

—16.5 [CLOUDY DAYS] uncle adrian's thoughts

—WORD COUNT: 1.1k

—ON ROTATION: gravity - sara bareilles

Uncle Adrian remembers when you first took your training wheels off of your bike, watching you effortlessly drive it down the hill without falling off.

Uncle Adrian remembers when you lost your favorite bunny toy.

Uncle Adrian remembers when you first got your high school acceptance letter, your college acceptance letter.

Uncle Adrian remembers when you fell in love, when you experienced your first heartbreak.

He remembers almost every little detail, every little memory. Except two:

Your mom's passing, and the night of the accident.

And it's because he doesn't want to.

He purposely tries to keep those memories blurred even though they're the two core memories he remembers the most.

Losing his sister was painful and he feels that until this day. The pain feels fresh, like it just happened yesterday, like he's living in a never-ending loop. But god, when he received that call on the night of the accident, he couldn't even tell you what he felt. There are no words to describe the fear, the anxiety, the pain, that surged through his veins all at once. You had become a daughter to him, his own— he couldn't even imagine what he would do if he had lost you completely.

He remembers when he got the call, when he raced to the hospital and dropped everything to be there as quickly as possible. He hates remembering the anxiety, he hates remembering the what if's running through his head— especially the 'what if I was too late.' He remembers running into the hospital, frantically looking for you or any sign of you, any indication that would at least reassure him that you are alive and okay.

When he entered the room that night, he felt like he was sinking to the very bottom of the ocean. No matter what he did, he felt like he couldn't get to the surface. He felt like he was running out of time, running out of air, even though he couldn't get himself up and out of the void. He cried and he cried because giving up wasn't an option, even he wasn't sure what he could, what avenues he could take.

Especially towards the end.

Your friends were constantly visiting, and he enjoyed having their company. It made him feel a little less lonely; even though the hallways were constantly busy with staff running around, echoes of the machines in the background, the TV humming in the far corner. Even watching life go by outside the window made Uncle Adrian feel a little less lonely. He did appreciate the effort your friends put in, especially Jisung. He was constantly swapping out your flowers with new ones, always saying a prayer by your bedside. Monitoring you at all times, switching with him so he could get proper rest at home. And of course, he'd wonder about Minho. Eventually he found out the reason behind the fight that left you in this predicament. He couldn't say he wasn't disappointed because he was— as with anyone, he wished things could've gone differently. But, he didn't understand why Minho distanced himself throughout all of this.

Maybe he felt like he was to blame?

Maybe he felt too ashamed about how things turned out?

Uncle Adrian wishes he knew because he would reassure Minho that none of this was his fault. If you had woken up and remembered everything, the first person you'd ask for would be Minho. The first person you wanted to make things right with would be Minho. Maybe then, he wouldn't have let things slip through his fingers the way it did. Maybe he wouldn't have distanced himself so much as a way to 'fix' things.

He remembers when the doctor gave him that talk, subtly hinting at the fact that he needed to reconsider his options, beating around the bush about your current status. He paced around the room for so long, it felt like the days would've brushed on by until he finally decided that he didn't want you to suffer anymore. Didn't want you to be in pain. He loved you so dearly that he was always going to put you first before anyone else.

He remembers the broken sobs from your friends when the news finally broke out. He finally saw Minho in the hallway, loudly crying while he crouched to the floor; head dug deep in his hands. He remembers Jisung never leaving your side, begging for you to wake up and come back. That you couldn't leave him behind, you couldn't leave him and Minho behind.

Then, he remembers when you woke up— and that's something he'll remember clearly. The fear in your eyes was so evident, he wasn't sure how to respond. You didn't remember any of your friends, you didn't remember your mom passing. So many pieces of the puzzle were missing for you and you closed yourself off in response to the fear, the confusion.

It took a long time to gain your trust again, even though you didn't intentionally mean to shut Uncle Adrian out.

You felt like you were living life for the very first time, everything felt so brand new and very incredibly scary. This felt scary, even for him.

He remembers how much he stressed over making sure you were okay. He remembers watching your every move like a hawk. He remembers taking note of any slight change in your body language, appetite, tone; anything. It was a hard duty to fulfill, but he did it all while keeping up with the demands of his company.

But even through the rough days, he remembers the good, too. Like when your tone and body language became happier, healthier. Like when you laughed more, smiled more. Like when you brought yourself around your friends more. Like when you took that first leap getting back into the things you loved.

Like the sun peeking out from underneath the clouds, in between periods of rain.

Now, he sees you crying because it's like you're living your first heartbreak all over again. He sees you crying because life seems to be unfriendly to you in certain ways. He sees you crying and it feels like everything is back to square one. He sees you crying and wishes there was more he can do to take away any other pain from you.

He sees you crying and he remembers why he hates to remember in the first place.

But, he'll take this as yet another rainy day— where the sun is waiting to come out and shine again. Because although it's something he hates to remember, it serves as a reminder that you are a star shining in the darkness;

The sun shining brightly through the clouds.

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sadhornydemons · 12 days

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Rapid-Spoiler-Season-Speculation: Apology Tour/Ghostf*ckers

Caution: some references are made to other spoilers, so proceed with caution if you wish to avoid.

Apology Tour:

Alright, I'll admit, this episode I think I understand the least, so I'm sure I'm completely off the mark in even attempting to make sense of it.

Cake will be served, and it's clown Blitz version. Heart on an item in the back, heart on the knife. How many years has it been and she's still obsessed?

WHATEVER this is, Blitz didn't just stumble into it, I wonder if some type of invitation got him there.

Blood/red stained sheet for unknown reasons.

I think I'm the only one who preferred the earlier design, but guess I just have a type.

WHAT. DA. FUCK.

Yeah, of course, this is when my imagination starts churning.

Did Stolas reach just the perfect amount of drunk before his Spotify breakup playlist reached Olivia Rodrigo, causing him to throw on last year's Halloween costume and portal himself to his ex so he could express himself properly?

No, Stolas had an entire stage prop production prepared. That or we haven't seen the full extent of his magic conjuring abilities.

(same outfit, I'm keeping my eye on the spiked collar 'cause it's new to his wardrobe)

I don't know what could bring this on. At first, I thought it was a dream sequence, but the spiked collar turns up in a later scene. Maybe I just haven't accepted that my fav character could be an asshole?

Screenshots of Blitz, sheet is now a hoodie, we really don't know what he's looking at in this particular scene.

I don't think this is a full scale concert, though. Probably more of a private event. Maybe Verosika was planning a gathering of the 'We Hate Blitzo' fanclub, but Stolas was the only one to RSVP.

If it is, a public concert, I mean, I can just imagine the headlines:

Prince Stolas shocks audience members by appearing as the opening act in Verosika Mayday's concert, preforming his original ballad, 'Imp Dicks Aren't Worth the Heartbreak'.

And if it is a regular event, there's the possibly Blitz attended on purpose..to apologize about things? (hence the title) I don't know, it just all seems too weird.

As poster bleucaesura noted, Stolas is on his couch in this scene. The red stained sheet, presumably with Blitz under, stand before him. Stolas's collar is spiked, so this seems to happen after the musical number.

This is mainly all the info we have this episode, but looking ahead to future ones, I'm thinking this is gonna conclude the majority of the Stolitz angst. Or at least the current ones.

As many have noted, this season has been following a pattern of focusing on, and occasionally resolving Blitz's relationship problems. Unhappy Campers introduced Barbie properly, adding more details to the fire incident. Oops and Mammon's Magnificent Musical Mid-Season Special added to that by focusing on him and Fizz. Full Moon and Apology Tour seem to be based around Stolas and then both Stolas and Verosika, fitting since it's comparing people from his love life.

Hence, I believe the next episode will instead prioritize Blitz's relationship with M&M:

Ghostfuckers:

The IMP mobile is totaled and appears spray painted. Therefore, guessing this scene must take place first:

But what would cause "a life on the run", as Blitz puts it, unless he wasn't completely serious?

And I'm not sure if the hooded folks, "Come out, we've got your surrounded." scene was edited in before this or not.

There are those clouds in the background and it seems to call for a more scary scene, or at least until he checks his watch.

(actually those could all take place in previous episode or the ones to come, for all we know!)

Blitz wears a bad disguise rather than using an asmodean crystal. We could read too much into that because maybe Blitz just LIKES coming up with disguises, but in other spoilers, we see Blitz using a book for portals.

The enemy is doing bad things to the character's mental health, bringing about their worse fears. In reference to Blitz, I wonder if this is this is where those scenes come into play:

Interesting how it's edited like Blitz watching a filmstrip of his life, complete with a decorative frame.

Shown in a different style, I wonder if this flashback will also be used:

And, (if my earlier theory is wrong), this has to appear somewhere:

We see a flashback to a younger, longer hair Millie (not unlike her wedding photo):

(and it looks like outside a ship? Hey, maybe pirates really did have port windows!)

Which may be used to match up with this fight:

This, however, is hopefully, just another hallucination:

Okay, for the rest of this episode, one can't really speculate because the (looks both ways cautiously) storyboards leaked last year reveal a good chuck of the action and dialogue. So without getting TOO into that, for those who want to avoid getting too spoiled, I'll conclude this episode may turn out to be a fun, scary, but with admittedly triggering subjects, that showcase Blitzø's messy and occasionally obsessive relationship with Moxxie and Millie.

...and possibly new issues with Loona? Something is hinted out, but I might get into THAT speculation in the last two episodes.

#helluva boss #helluva boss spoilers #stolitz #stolas #blitzø #blitzo #millie helluva boss

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sunandflame · 8 months

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Flame and Water, Chapter 13

Ship & Trope: Kyojuro x Fem!Reader (Water Pillars Tsuguko) / Slowburn

Warnings: fluff / canon-type stuff / nsfw

Word Count: 4497 Words

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Weeks had passed and as cheesy as it might sound, you were on cloud nine not able to take your eyes off each other. The other was always present, whether mentally or physically. Your time together was one of the most beautiful moments in your life, always present with each other, whether mentally or physically, and it was so unreal how each day could be better than the day before. You made the best of it knowing about the life of a Slayer and how quickly it could end. Which was why the decision to become Kyojuro’s Tsugoku was easy for you to decide. To make it official, you both sent your Kasugai crows, Shimizu and Kaname, to Giyuu and Ubuyashiki, respectively, to inform them. Ubuyashiki approved the joint missions and thus the time together.

So it surprised you that such an introverted person that you were, was perfectly fine with spending 24/7 with such an energetic and extroverted person. It should exhaust you, but you enjoyed the time with him and were happier than ever. You were thankful that you now knew everything about your past, even if meeting Shinjuro ended in chaos, because now you were able to handle your fear of flames better than before.

In your training sessions, it didn't count that you were together. The training with Kyojuro continued to stay hard and your teacher, and boyfriend, was merciless as usual. You could really see and feel the results and one day it finally happened. You managed to use the flame breathing. You cried out in surprise at your first success, just to drop your bokken to jump into Kyojuro's arms, beaming with joy. It was a big success for you and also for him a dream come true. The dream of a Tsuguko who could use flame breathing. But neglecting water breathing was out of the question for you as it was a crucial part of your being. You would learn to use both of them in combination and you did after endless hours of training. Flame and water were now in harmony.

"If you keep it up like that you'll surpass me, my water lily! Or should I call you now my little flame?" He laughed when he stepped towards you to give you a kiss on your temple.

"I will never be able to surpass you, since you are my eternal flame." You surprised him with a kiss on his lips before giggling and pulling away so you both could continue with the training.

Water lily was a term of endearment that he came up with during a little picnic at a nearby lake to the Rengoku estate. Senjuro was there too and the boy seemed really attached to you. You couldn't blame him since you were the first female role model in his life and he was still so young and innocent. The food was delicious and the conversation delightful. Kyojuro fished a water lily out of the lake to put the flower in your hair and then gently caressed your cheek. "You are as beautiful and pure as this water lily..." Words he whispered into your ear before giving you a soft kiss on the ear.

Senjuro had watched the interaction between the both of you with bright eyes. "I know I have no recollection of mother, but you two give me hope that mother and father were just as loving towards each other."

You and Kyojuro locked eyes just before turning to Senjuro. You didn't know much about Ruka because Kyojuro didn't talk much about her. Except that she was the one who taught him her strong morals. You admired the woman who made Kyojuro the man you love so much today and at the same time you were sad that you would never have the opportunity to get to know her.

Kyojuro turned away from you to turn towards Senjuro, taking his small hands in his big calloused ones. "Father and mother loved each other very much, which is also the reason for father's long-lasting grief."

Kyojuro's words gave you something to think about and you slowly came to understand the bitter man you hadn't seen anymore after the one confrontation. His love for his wife must have been so strong that he had to numb the pain of her loss with alcohol. Unfortunately, alcohol changes people for the worse. Your thoughts were interrupted by Kyojuro's next words. "I know you were too young when your mother died, but if you want to imagine her, watch Y/N. She is just as wise, gentle and graceful as mother was." He turned his face to you and gave you a soft smile.

Senjuro's eyes radiated a childish delight as his gaze darted back and forth between you and his brother. "You have no idea how happy that makes me, Aniue. That Y/N is now part of our family too, as a big sister." Big tears rolled down his cheeks and you too felt the tears dwelling at the corner of your eyes.

You moved up to the two boys and hugged them lovingly like a mother would. "Yes, we will always stay together..."

So the nickname Water Lily not only stood for the love Kyojuro had for you, but also for the new and fresh family bond that had also developed between the three of you. You held it and the meaning behind it dear to you because it was full of love and affection.

~~~

Kyojuro brought out the best in you and thanks to him you became more open and no longer afraid to express your feelings without fear of being judged for it. He always gave you the feeling as you were the most special thing in this world. He had influenced you, but your nature also influenced him. He allowed himself to be sad every now and then, and talk about the things he couldn't even think about. It was as if fire and water complemented each other and made the most of their properties. You were like Yin and Yang. You couldn't do it without each other and you were also a very good team in combat.

So it wasn't difficult to kill this one strong demon that was raging in Kyojuro's area. Nevertheless, both of you were too exhausted to start the return journey immediately. So you entered a hostel that immediately recognized you as the people, who had rescued them, and gave you the best room with a private onsen for free. It was too much of a thank you, but you didn't want to be so rude as to refuse the gift and a hot bath sounded just so good in both your ears.

It was a beautiful room and you couldn't decide what you wanted to see first. So you didn’t even notice how your loving but impatient boyfriend had taken off his clothes. With a wrapped towel around his waist, he pushed the door aside that headed towards the onsen.

Your cheeks turned red as you took in your boyfriend's muscular and broad back. He turned his head slightly towards you with a wide grin, not knowing what the sight of his body was doing to you. "Hope it's okay if I use the onsen first, I will hurry up so you can have it for you the whole evening!"

Your heart was in your mouth and you first had to sit down on the large bed of the room. You spent a lot of time together and when you slept you both usually shared a futon to lay in each other's arms, but you were always fully dressed and there were never indecent thoughts about it. That had now changed in one fell swoop. Your mind was now filled with suggestive images and you tried to control the flush on your face and your heart that was beating wildly in your chest. Suggestive images of naked limbs entwined together in an inappropriate way when suddenly the color drained from your face as you remembered how your own body looked like.

He was so handsome and you were just - damaged. Filled with scars and hideous burns. Kyojuro would never find you desirable. Those were the thoughts you told yourself and yet you couldn't help but think of what you just had seen. Even if you had only caught a glimpse, you had seen his scars and scratches, and there were a great number of them.

This was probably the toll of being a hashira. Then why were you so consumed by self-doubt and self-hatred? Kyojuro would never bully you about your scars or say anything about them. Still, there was the fear, the fear of seeing disgust or something else in his eyes.

You shook off any doubts and undressed yourself, not waiting any longer. Covered with a thin towel you stepped onto the cold stone outdoors with your bare feet. As quiet as your steps were, Kyojuro noticed your presence immediately and turned to you with a wide grin, only to be speechless the next moment.

“I hope it's okay if I join you?” The Flame Hashira was still speechless and could only nod. His face and body had turned red and you weren't sure if it was because of the hot water. You still feigned confidence, but on the inside, your nerves were stretched to the breaking point. You slid the towel along your curves to the floor and used your toes to feel the heat of the water, only the next moment to slowly immerse yourself until your breasts and entire lower body were covered under the water.

There was a short, awkward silence where you both didn't dare to look at each other. Too embarrassed of this new situation you forced on the both of you. You were about to open your mouth to say something when he opened his mouth too. Both of you immediately closed your mouth to let the other finish, but now you were lulled into silence again.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so impatient. I'll wait for you to finish-"

"No!" You were already standing up with your upper body. Kyojuro's eyes fell on your breasts and his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. "No, please don't go!" And so you sank back into the water and silence surrounded you and no sight of relaxation. Only this time Kyojuro dared to stare at you.

"Kyojuro... You are staring..." you began to whisper, cheeks flushed.

“I am sorry- I just can’t keep my eyes from you.”

The smile on your lips turned bitter, because you knew exactly why he was staring. It was the same reason why you wanted to avoid it. “I know I look hide-”

"- beautiful..." He didn’t let you finish the word, knowing what you wanted to say. He looked at you so sincerely, so full of desperate love. "Can I come closer...?" He was so careful and gentle with his question that it brought tears to your eyes.

You nodded slightly. “You never have to ask.” He slowly approached you, just to take your face in his hand and kiss you on the lips.

It was a soft and tender kiss and you both sighed into the kiss before breaking and leaning your foreheads against each other. His gaze wandered to your left shoulder where the brand mark started. It went over your left arm to your elbow. Your right side and breasts were unharmed but not the right part of your stomach - it went over to your back which was completely scarred, like your left leg.

With cautious fingers he ran down your shoulder to your arm, fascinated by the different texture of the skin. Kyojuro looked worried. "I'm not hurting you, right?" He'd stopped immediately when he thought about the possibility of hurting you.

You shook your head. "No.."

“Do they still hurt?” There was no pity in his voice, only concern and curiosity. His hand stroked your skin again and you slowly dared to touch him too. Your hand ran down his strong shoulders along his arms where you felt the strong biceps. You felt his tremble and saw how he enjoyed it, which is why you didn't stop.

“It did hurt in the past. Sometimes it still does, especially when I feel stressed or troubled. Then the skin feels tight. Especially the back, that’s where it's the worst.”

He looked at you with an undefined look. "May I...?"

You just nodded wordlessly and turned around, taking your hair and draping it over your shoulder.

You waited patiently, letting him take in the image of your scarred back, knowing it wasn't something he saw every day probably. You were about to say something when you suddenly felt the searing heat of his lips on your back. A shudder ran down your spine and you tried to stifle the whimper that came out of your mouth. Especially when you felt his hands on your waist, holding you steady while his mouth worked up along your spine only to stop at your neck and take a deep breath. "Your scent... It's so intoxicating to me. Sweeter than any sweet potato..." he chuckled before sinking his face back into the hollow between your neck and shoulder and nibbled at the skin. His hands had meanwhile wandered higher up to your breasts. Your whimper turned to a moan as you felt his large calloused hand slowly and deliberately kneading your breasts.

"I can stop anytime…” Kyojuro groaned more than talked and you could hear the desire in his voice. With what kind of self-control would he stop now? It all felt way too good, you just wanted to look at him. As if he had read your mind, he turned you around and grabbed your face with both hands and kissed you so hard that you couldn't breathe.

“Are you sure you are able to stop anytime?” Your both foreheads touched each other while gasping for air. There was a teasing undertone in your voice and while you both took a breath your hands were not able to keep still. Your hands caressed along his big muscular chest, that he seems to hide well while under the slayer uniform. You've never felt anything like desire for another person, but the sight of him made your mouth water. And before you could even think your lips were on his skin, kissing and nibbling along his pec. You heard a hiss coming out between his teeth and you immediately stopped to look up.

His face was red, but not in pain. “If you keep teasing me like this, then I can’t guarantee anything, my water lily.”

“Oh- Was it too much?” You immediately pulled your hands away and stepped back. That means you wanted to step back, but he immediately had his hands on your waist, pulling you flush against him.

“No, please don’t stop touching me…” You looked up at him and realized something. Namely that Kyojuro was apparently touch-starved. It made sense when you consider how he was raised. So it was not really a surprise.

“I won’t…” you smiled and laid your hands on his face, pulling him down for a deep kiss.

At one point Kyojuro had carried you from the onsen to the bed. You kept your promise and your hands did not leave his body, touching everywhere where you could reach. You lay there entwined and he worshiped every part of your body, from head to toe. Praising them with words and kisses to let you know how much he loved you.

"I never did this with anyone else before. I should feel nervous and unsure, but with you it just feels right. It seems like my body and soul knows what to do.” And he was right. You didn’t feel nervous even though it was the first time for both of you. You both just let your feelings and your love guide you. Now and then there were moments when you both had to laugh about some mishaps, but it brought you both only closer.

There was a little bit of restraint at the beginning, but his kisses and words soothed the sharp quick pain. Your bodies were connected and it was like you both were one soul.

~~~

You lay exhausted on his chest, both of your hair were totally disheveled. It was good that you were both trained Slayers and had more stamina than normal people. So it was possible for both of you to get through 1-2 more rounds after getting a taste for how good sex really felt, but now you had reached your limit.

Your fingers drew lazy circles on his chest and surveyed all the small scars that adorned his body. For every scar there was a story he told you. It was exciting to listen to and it only made him more beautiful in your eyes. “How are those scars make you sexier while mine are just plain ugly. Though those old scars on my body are probably the only reminder to my past.”

"You are not your scars my love.”

“I know I just think I look hideous. How do you even still love me after seeing them?” You said it half-jokingly and laughed as you went, but one look at Kyojuro was enough to see that he didn't find it funny. His everlasting smile was gone. He grabbed your hand and kissed every fingertip.

“Never say something like this about yourself again. You are so beautiful, it frustrates me that you can’t see your own beauty. Y/N, look at me. Would you stop loving me if I lost an eye or adorn a huge scar on my torso?”

“Kyojuro don't say things like that! Of course I would! I- I am sorry... It's hard to let go of old habits. But I will try to see myself through your eyes.”

“I don’t ask for more.” You had looked into his eyes and saw his unconditional love for you. There was not a spark of doubt in it and as hot as the fire was, so was his love for you.

~~~

"Is this really the same person we met months ago? She seems so different so-"

"Kyaa! So adorable!" You heard the pink-haired girl squeak and interrupt the tall man who was the Sound Pillar.

“Y/N, you really seem like a different person. I am glad that you feel better.” Kocho gave you a soft smile.

“Who cares! Most important is if she can fight and not run away as soon as she sees Rengoku! Where is he actually?” Shinazugawa's gaze pierced you, but you just stared at him without moving.

“You are right. Was he not the one who called for this meeting?”

“Apologies for the delay! I had Senjuro wrap up some food for us as I have something important to announce!” Some rolled their eyes in exasperation until they heard his next words. “Y/N and I are getting married!” And left everyone flabbergasted. Your heart had already jumped up happily when he stood next to you and put his strong arm around your waist and gave you a kiss on the cheek in greeting.

After a brief silence of shock, you were immediately bombarded with questions. Kyojuro laughed, remaining vague on some of the answers and you started to blush under the sudden attention of them all.

Yes, your beloved Kyojuro didn't wait long to pop the question, adding that he didn't see the point of waiting long, since he already knew that you were the only person he would love in his life and that he wanted to grow old with you with a lot of children. You had laughed at the sudden change and about this wonderful fantasy of his that might come true in the future. With tears of happiness you agreed to his proposal and became his fiance.

All in all it was a beautiful day. The engagement of the two of you was celebrated with the food that Kyojuro brought, although some were reluctant to participate. But overall it was a nice distraction from the mundane of a Demon Slayer which was all about death and grief.

"So that's why you're Rengoku-san's Tsuguko?" Giyuu joined you, while you watched the love of your life laughing and talking to Tengen about something.

“No, not just because of that.” Your gaze wandered over to your old master. “He taught me to come out of myself. I am no longer haunted by the things that have happened to me. I am no longer ashamed that I am alive.”

"Yes, I see that. You look happier."

"I am," you gave him a soft smile. "Giyuu, you too deserve to be happy." No matter what the other Hashiras thought about the Water Pillar, he was still an important person to you, you might even say he was like an elder brother to you and he deserved to be freed from his personal demons. You wished for it with all your heart.

~~~

Days passed, missions were done together, until you sustained an injury. You had broken your arm and even more shameful was how it happened. It hadn't happened during a mission or during a brutal fight against a demon. No, it was a bright day when you and Kyojuro trained together. Senjuro had called you and that little moment of inattention had cost you.

Kyojuro didn't turn his head to him like you did, but attacked you with the bokken. In the corner of your eye you could still see the wooden sword coming towards you and you managed to dodge it, but it was so inelegant and so out of balance that you fell down on your right arm and broke it.

You were terribly embarrassed when Kyojuro panicked and carried you in his arms to the Butterfly Mansion, but you allowed it, even though you were able to walk. The arm was straightened and put in a cast and it was sweet to see how worried your fiancé was and yet you couldn't help but notice how nervous he was seeing you like this.

With your uninjured hand you took his and squeezed lightly. "Hey, I'm fine. Only, my sword arm is broken, which means we can't do any missions together right now."

"Yeah, I understand..." His voice was quiet, his face looked distant and now you were really worried. You put your hand on his cheek and brought him back to the here and now. "Sorry, my water lily... I was just thinking about my mother in her final days of sickness.”

“Oh Kyojuro…” You pulled him closer to you to give him a tight hug. “I am okay, it’s only broken. In a few weeks I will be okay. Look, in the meantime I can plan our wedding if you want, since I am not able to train much.”

"That sounds good." And there was his smile again that you loved so much.

Since it was not a complicated break, you could go right back with Kyojuro. He wanted to carry you in his arms again, but this time you firmly refused. You were too embarrassed as someone else might see it, and yet you found it incredibly sweet how he cared about you. Just like Senjuro who had apologized to you several times. You had to assure him that it wasn't his fault but just your carelessness.

You were pampered with your favorite food and everything else there was. A week passed before Kyojuro was called to a mission, alone without you.

“I don't like sending you alone on a mission, even though I know you'll come back to me safely.”

Your arm was still in a cast, making you ineligible for any missions. Your good hand smoothed his white haori over his shoulder before you rested your cheek against his chest, his strong arms holding you in a tight embrace while you listened to his strong and steady heartbeat.

Still in his embrace, Kyojuro looked down at you and gave you a soft smile. His calloused hand brushed against your cheek. You blinked slowly with a smile to indicate that you were okay, thanks to him. It was so easy to communicate with him without saying a word. It was as if an invisible and inseparable bond connected you. He leaned down, brought his face closer to yours to meet up your lips, sharing a long and passionate kiss that made you both flush in desire.

You bit your lip and looked up shyly. "Do you have to go immediately? Maybe we could- I mean who knows how many weeks this mission will take…”

You heard his low chuckle and felt his lips on your forehead. "If you knew how much I'd like to share the futon with you right now, but you know trains wait for no one."

~~~

The fight had been brutal and if there was any hope of victory, it was dashed when Akaza's arm pierced through his torso. But he was not saddened. Even though he hadn't managed to kill the demon, he had managed to keep everyone alive and safe and that was also a merit, right?

It was difficult for him to breathe with only one lung. The demon's arm had dissolved while he was saying his last words to the Kamado boy he had grown so fond of in such a short time.

“I want you to tell my little brother Senjuro to take the path that he thinks is right, to follow his heart. And tell my father to take care of himself…” He tried not to breathe too deeply and paused as his strength was slowly fading while pain in his chest was excruciating. "And please tell my Y/N not to grieve too much and to feel free to let me wait in the afterlife. I will be waiting for her." He was sad for the moment knowing how much his water lily will grieve for him, but he knows that she was strong.

He could feel the blood oozing and turning the ground around him red. He saw his mother once more before closing his eyes with a smile, before he woke up again with a loud gasp.

His face was panicked as the young history student clutched at his chest, feeling bewilderment over the dream of his death. He was sweating, and checked for his eye that had seemed to be smashed too.

Everything was still there.

He was healthy and alive, so why did he keep seeing those weird dreams of himself as a swordsman and his brutal death? And who was this Y/N he kept thinking of? Questions upon questions he couldn't answer in the middle of the night, only he knew that these dreams had a deeper meaning than they should have.

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*sighs* Damn that was hard... Even for me. This story means so much for me and I wanna thank everyone who was with me along this way. I wanna apologize to everyone too. I know that some of you might be mad at me, which is totally understandable, but please (!) stay tuned till the epilogue comes out which I will post in a few hours. Than you may understand why I chose this route.

Big thanks to my lovely friend @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi for beta reading and editing who thinks that I am the incarnation of evil for writing this. (I know you still love me.)

Also don't forget to check out the playlist I made for Flame and Water. It will set the mood for the epilogue

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iluvshinytwink · 1 year

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September - Jude Bellingham

"You ruined all my favorite songs."

Synopsis: After your breakup, Jude can't go through his playlist without remembering you.

Now Playing . . . September by Sparky Deathcap

RANDOM DISLCIAMERRR!!! This has references to an old fic on my blog called Sunny Days and Are We Still Friends check it out if you'd like. :)

a/n: who hurt me? idk bro idk anymore 💔

It's fascinating how a person can make you love life so much to the point where if they were to disappear, life would lose its colors.

Jude didn't necessarily find the world grey now that you were gone, but he felt grey. Everyday was a struggle, it hurt.

Jude would wake up in the morning, the same ceiling he's stared on for days still above him. His cheeks stained with tears he's cried the night before. And the worst part, the bed was empty. Days were particularly cold. He no longer felt the warmth of your arms around his, he no longer heard your soft breathing with his own.

It sucked even more that he loved music and you did too.

"Babe, check this out." Jude said, handing you his phone. Jude handed you his phone and displayed was his spotify. "What's this, Jude?" you giggled, taking the phone from his hand. "I made a playlist." he smiled, looking at you. You looked back at him, fighting a grin from appearing. "That's so cringe." you snickered, scrolling through the playlist. All your favorite songs were in the playlist and it made your heart melt. "Your playlist doesn't have a name." you chuckled, showing your boyfriend his phone. "You name it, then." Jude smiled. You bit your lips to prevent a bigger smile appearing on your face.

"We need to take a picture for the playlist cover photo!" you suggested, quickly exiting spotify and opening his camera app. Jude's face touches yours, he kisses your cheeks and you take the picture, a bright smile on your face. A giggle escapes your mouth, a dust of pink appearing on your cheeks. Jude couldn't help but smile.

After the breakup, he couldn't bring himself to delete it. But every time he scrolls through his playlists and finds the playlist he made for you he can't help but feel his eyes water and feel his heart breaking away.

Jude was currently at his team's bus, driving to go back home. The bus was silent, it was late at night and his teammates were asleep. Everyone was tired and so was he. His body ached from pain because of tonight's game. It was raining again. Jude looks out of his window, seeing the street lights run past him, seeing the raindrops falling from the sky and against his window. His eyes softened. He goes through his spotify playlists, trying to find the perfect one for this somber mood and he comes across the playlist he made for you. Even now, he still feels his heart sink whenever he looks at the playlist. He hesitated, he shouldn't. He couldn't. But he did.

Although this playlist would bring him sadness, it also brought him happiness.

He looks through the playlist, remembering every memory. Every artist you introduced to him, every lyric the two of you would scream in his car. A bitter smile wipes his face, his vision blurring due to the tears.

He remembered, every time he had a game far, far away from you he'd play this playlist to remember you. To remind himself if football was too hard, too gruesome, he could always come back to you. He could always run into your arms and you would kiss him senselessly until the pain went away.

A sigh escapes Jude's lips. Though Dortmund fought hard tonight, it wasn't enough. Even though he ran back and forth, it wasn't enough.

Jude pulled up on your driveway. He didn't know where to go, he didn't want to go back to his home. He wanted to go back home to you. Times like this where everything seemed to not go his way his first instinct was to go home to you.

Jude didn't want to get out of his car. He stared at his steering wheel.

You hear the engine of a familiar car stop at your parking lot. You waited a few minutes but Jude didn't enter your house or anything.

You went out of your house, looking at a faint shadow of your boyfriend inside his car.

Jude looks out his car, desperately looking for your eyes to meet his. There you stood, waiting for him. You wave your boyfriend hello, a soft smile on your face. Jude didn't know how a simple hello made him feel like this. A smile curls his lips and he gets out of his car.

Times where he didn't want to go out, times where he wanted to isolate himself he always found himself nearing you. He could always isolate himself with you.

Jude was now in front of you, looking down at the ground.

You wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face inside his chest.

"You did well tonight, baby." Your muffled voice said. His eyes stung. He didn't want to be in pain anymore, he didn't want to come home with an injury anymore. He wanted to be here, with you.

His arms slowly wrap around your body, a shaky sigh escaping his lips.

Jude pulls away, looking at your face. A smile curls his lips once more his cracked lips meet yours.

He knew that if everything was too much, if he felt like nothing would love him, you would. If he felt like nothing could comfort him or help him, he knew your lips would.

He felt that right now. He wanted to run into your arms again, kiss you senselessly, hug you senselessly, cry senselessly, smile senselessly, laugh senselessly. But he couldn't.

"I put some more songs in your playlist, hon." you smiled at him. "Again? There's like 60 songs in there now." Jude smiled. "These songs remind me of you." you whispered, looking through the playlist.

Every song reminded him of you. He hated it. He hated that every song in whatever playlist he would always remember you. With every song, he remembers a moment where that song was playing and you were with him. He'd hear your distinct laughter running through his ears and mind. He'd see your smile that was implemented in his memories. It pained him but it was a reminder at the same time, a reminder that he loved and cherished and would never love or be loved like that again.

Jude was walking home, his airpods tucked in his ears, the world around him silencing before his very eyes. His hands dug deep within his jacket as he walked along the pavement. Jude looks up from the ground and sees a bench.

The two of you sat on that very bench. You rest your head against his shoulder, tightening the grip you hand on his hand. Jude looks over to you with a smile before looking back to the sunset.

He hated this. He hated the fact that every night he wanted to drive to your house and look at you one last time, to see if you still looked at him the way he would always look at you, to see if your eyes would still meet his with nothing but love, he wanted to see if your body would collide with his freely. He hated that you left him with nothing but the memories he always finds himself remembering.

He hated you.

i spaced out like 15 times while writing this and i still finished it on one sitting, im so girlpussybosslslay

as always, smash that like button and subscribe :)

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham imagines #iluvshinytwink #imsoslaying #delulu hours exe

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noyaetnox · 1 year

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DIASOMNIA HEADCANONS:

The reader is in the 1st year unless stated otherwise🕴️

The series: DIASOMNIA / HEARTSLABYUL / OCTAVINELLE / POMEFIORE / SAVANACLAW

- if he were to ever play a game where he gets to customize his character, he's either going to make them as emo and dark as possible or a character from like Equestria girls, no in between

-> if he can't change it later, he'll definitely regret his choice

- bro definitely is that type of friend that would want his children to marry to the children of someone he knows. If he has a kid with you, he'd want them to marry like Vil's kid; or if he didn't have it with you, he'd want his child to marry yours

- loves private dates. That's it. Like, invite him to your place to eat, cook yourself and bro will marry you on the spot, or like a really quiet picnic or sum

- if they had Spotify in TW and you'd make him a playlist, he will cry. You'd be like: "Hey, Tsunotaro, I made you a playlist of songs I like which I think you'd like, too. Tell me what you think!" and bro will make you a 100 in return titled like: "waking up", "going to bed", "eating", "can't sleep" and shit. Bro is head over heels

- also also! I think he'd love k-pop if you ever introduced it to him. So many colors, such great music, the outfits. He'd attempt to learn a choreography and give up eventually. I feel like he'd like Twice, or BTS.

- you can't trust him to tell you shit, like bro loves you so much he will never tell you the truth. Like if you cook something and it tastes like literal trash, he'd say that it's so good, or you would wear the most ugliest clothes and bro will have heart eyes, please go to Sebek if you want an honest opinion

- will be very quick to mirror your antics, like he watches you so much he just starts doing things the way you do. It's the cutest thing

- would have a habit of carrying candy around for you. Like everytime you're stressed he will just toss you something sweet

- he's def awkward. If you cry in front of him, he won't know what to do. Will probably go get Lilia to comfort you and then gets lessons from him on how to comfort his child of man

- that said, no PDA with Mal. He might feel bold enough to hold hands from time to time, but every single display of affection is for you two only

- strongly believes humans need a hug a day to survive and will come to your door at 11:59 just to make sure you've had your daily dose

- please introduce board games to him. He will be the happiest alive

- very slight nsfw, but Lilia is def a thigh guy and you can't tell me otherwise. Bro would be sitting next to you and put his hand on your thigh, I don't accept any other opinions. I'd say more but let's leave that for the nsfw version

- will always give you gifts. No matter what it is, little trinkets, big gifts, a surprise kiss. His love language is def gift giving

- he loves your expression when he surprises you, man's in love. Please give him a kiss in return

- will cook for you and you'll just give it to Grim, and not even that little mf wants it. Like I'm sorry but he does not belong in a kitchen, and that's alright. He will absolutely not wash the rice and it will be crunchy, yet somehow overcooked and in a big blob. Man is a threat, his food could be made into bio weapons, if it already isn't.

- tell him everything softly, he may not seem like it but words hit him hard, unless you're returning his jokes, of course

- will watch over you, but will often let you deal with the situation by yourself first and only step in if he feels like it's needed

- you will become Silver's other parent, and Silver hates it (he's secretly over the moon), but Lilia couldn't be happier. He's always felt like Silver needed another human, because his knowledge was limited, so he also loves that, but your caring nature, and the way you take care of everyone without asking for anything in return has him soft, hands sweating, knees weak, insides warm

- hold his hand for the love of GOD. He likes holding hands, but will be into PDA for sure. I may also be so bold as to say that he enjoys it a little too much. Especially in front of your friends, like Ace and Deuce are HORRIFIED when they see the two of you, Ace will deal with it but Deuce will cry about it to his mom, Lilia is living life in moments like those

- will invite you to his club performances, says he sings to you often, but you've never heard him in private (bro accidentally gives you a sleeping curse and doesn't want to admit to it)

- will be asking about marriage after a week of dating. He's basically thought about it all before you started officially dating, and he has already decided that you're the one for him. He will not date just for fun, he might flirt, but he knows relationships are serious and therefore he will not dare cause anyone pain just because he wants to have a little fun

- will play games with you. Idk how you are with games, but he will not let you win (sometimes when he's in a mood, he might but I don't think he will)

- platonic: bro will adopt you and doesn't care. "Silver needs someone to play with," Silver the high schooler 🤨? In college🤨? But sure, you're basically living the best possible life. Lilia AND Silver + Malleus cuz he's going to immediately like you and Sebek because you're Lilia's child. Someone would accidentally walk into you and they're dead meat. Pray for them *cough* Ace *cough*

- is def sometimes confused about reality and dreams. He will need your reassurance in some things so please be patient with him

- really enjoys baking for others. He doesn't like cooking as much (but anything is better than Lilia in the kitchen so he will bite through for the sake of staying alive), but will make some amazing things

- soft puppy love and idc!

-> bro will hold your hand, light kisses, and just being soft in general. Because he was trained to be rough, you know, a soldier.

- puts your safety on the no.1 position in his life (I HC that he will follow orders even if they were to kill you) [he might hide you from everyone, though. He's in love, his heart will not be able to live knowing he hurt you :(] I also believe he just refuses to get angry at you (and you're happy he does because I just know he's gonna be scary af)

- quiet evenings where he naps and you read a book, the two of you sharing a single cup of coffee/tea/hot cocoa you name it, something else every time

- will have self-defense classes with you just in case he's not there when you need it

- loves bringing you small gifts, like flowers he picked up on the way to meet you, or little rocks (if you don't like rocks you like them now), stuff he made or baked himself

- lets you play with or braid his hair for sure

- he has a really healthy relationship with himself, so he let's you do anything to him

- will tell Sebek to stfu and stop yelling at you

- dates with him are very calm but he's always sad because you guys can't do activities like other pairs in case he falls asleep, so you have limited options and he hates that - please tell him that he's the most amazing person and it's enough that you get to spend time with him :(

- will joke around further into the relationship, like he doesn't look like it but he will tease the life out of you

- sleepovers that Lilia was a little too excited about. You're taking the whole of Diasomnia out for the weekend while Silver and I have a sleepover🤨?

-> Silver is embarrassed the whole time because of his father. The old man is crazy and will scare you away 😰

-> is surprised when you say that you don't mind

- will ask for your opinion on everything!

- platonic: you're basically his younger sibling now. Will follow you around for protection when he can. You're literally part of their family now, what do you mean you're not going to join them in visiting Briar Valley for the holidays🤨? Will bring you and buy you food, will secretly help you in any way he can (whether it's studies, or anything, really)

- "How DARE you befriend MALLEUS-SAMA?!"

- is secretly jealous he wasn't the first of Diasomnia to be your friend

- refuses to admit his feelings yet tells all of them to Silver. Like they're in their beds, Silver is basically asleep (REM) and Sebek just bring you up, like: "The prefect accidentally held my hand today and I couldn't stop feeling warm since, so I'm pretty sure they put a curse on me, and I will burn to death! Help me Silver!"

"Go to sleep, Sebek, you're fine,"

"I tell you Silver! They want me dead! If anything happens to me, it's the prefect's fault!"

-> he slept perfectly fine🤨 (if we ignore the dreams in which you kept holding his hand for real and not just accidentally)

- I HC that he gets very cold easily (bro is probably cold-blooded), so you two keep snuggling to one another at all times - he warms himself up in winter and cools you down in summer

- he definitely has crazy hair that he has to gel every. single. day.

-> you can't brush your fingers through his hair because it's hard. One big mass of gel and hair. He doesn't like that, so he sometimes doesn't put gel in just so you can run your fingers through and he can feel amazing once more

"No kissing before the holding hands stage!" But we've been literally holding hands for weeks 🤨

- yells at you. You got a little used to it by now but you still sometimes need some time alone to just rest your ears 🥲

- brought you home quite early into the relationship because he plans on marrying you, of course 🤨

-> his parents absolutely adore you and he's all 🥰 the whole time

- he can't communicate well, at all, but you can tell he's trying. ESP. after you started dating, his angry yells about being close to WAKASAMA😰 turned to angry yells about BEING SAFE AND WELL

- goofy guy

- will help you with studies

- is still very jealous of WAKASAMA, because why do you still hang out when you've got him? What do you mean he spends all his time at Malleus' side and that's unfair? It's his job to-

- we get it 😒

- I HC he yells because he'd rather have people not like him than be close to someone he will eventually loose

-> when you sleep together, he will cry while hugging you about how we won't be able to live with himself if anything happened to you

- he's so sweet in the most subtle of ways

- first kiss will be the most awkward thing ever but then he just kisses you all the time because he likes it so much

-platonic: hates you a lot at first because you're friends with WAKASAMA, bit you grow on him in the end. Feeds you for sure, but like rudely. I don't know how to explain, but he'll be like: "Here you don't have enough veggies on your plate😒 I haven't seen you eat breakfast, have my sandwich😒 You're going to Diasomnia to dine with us😒" cute mf

- I used to dislike Sebek so much when I started playing the game but now he's my bby 🕴️

The rest of the dorms will come out when I write them 😔 I've got a lot of school work but I write to de-stress so hopefully I will be stressed enough to write it soon

I would also like to do a NSFW version but we will see

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streaminn · 10 months

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UHHH YOU’RE WELCOME FOR THE PLAYLIST ?? Can’t believe that that’s what made me finally make a Spotify account lol also a lot of good songs in here, apart form the ones I already knew (Tear You Apart, Smoke and Mirrors that dug up my nightcore days in middle school.. and The Other Side Of Paradise) I really liked IN MY MOUTH, An Unhealthy Obsession, Kiss Me You Animal, The Dismemberment Song and Brutus. Idk if you’ve talked abt The Hearse Song (I liked it too btw) before but I need to know how it fits t&t

Now that I’m hooked back on t&t, I’ve got more questions. Does Enid interact with her brothers at school ? How’s their relationship ? How do they view her now that she’s part of the elders ? Are/Were they worried ? Has her view of ‘regular’ werewolves been altered by the elders ? Like, "don’t mingle too much with them, they got domesticated". The elders view Enid as family (do they all really ?) but, and even after having been kinda Stockholmed by them, she doesn’t. Her earring is for Wednesday. Does any of them know it ? suspect it ? If (when) she leaves them for good, how will they react ? Will they make her fight for it ?

And now my cents on the Jenna Ortega’s characters love triangle. (I have never seen any of the other shows) You said that Enid was like ‘just a monster’ when Tara asked abt her scars. And like, Tara’s gonna be like ‘How ?? why ?’ and Enid will just look at her and respond ‘had to protect someone’. And she will say it with A Look in her eyes, like she’s looking not at Tara but at that someone. Someone so important that now Enid is covered in scars.

Phoebe and Tara may have a place in her heart (and her bed lol) but Wednesday also has one in her flesh. Forever.

-🦎🧦

The hearse song fits bc it's this acceptance that you'll die like the rest is how I think Enid's mentality during the winter. Just this morbid mindset as she lived with the elders during her denial stage

Nightcore days is such a mood tho, when I first got into yt that was my jam and how I found most of my music taste before transitioning to actual bands

Enid does not interact with her brothers actually! Like she won't even glance at them. They didn't do the same before so why must she? It doesn't stop them from prodding however because they don't know anything about the situation other than Esther telling them to stay away from Enid.

The last time they saw their sister, there were litter of bruises along her wrist and her teeth was bared as she pushed herself into the house to move out.

I don't think enid really cares about the other werewolves bc again, idt they paid much attention to her since she couldn't wolf out. She does however find them being competitive over things that don't matter irritating. Like which one of them get to sleep with the most girls or smth along those lines, just crude things that don't matter in the end. If they were to brag about how easily they stripped flesh from bone she'd perk up but outside of that, she doesn't really bother with them

Enid can't leave though, as much as she plans too. Sure she can walk away, she can live her life but the elders will always be apart of it whether she wants too or not. Romulus is aware of her intentions but he isn't worried, his daughter is growing and what kind of father is he if he doesn't nurture her independence? He spoils his family yes but his methods of living is simply unorthodox and wrong in alot of people's eyes

Not Tara realizing that she isn't the first girl. Yknow what they say abt first loves, they'll always be remembered even if they don't stay

Do love the mention of how Tara and phoebe may hold space in Enid's heart but the wolf bled first for wednesday, different kind of devotion right there

#🦎 anon #wenclair #Enid x tara #tongues & teeth au #ortegaverse

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karolinesvrsion · 2 years

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just this once, okay? | bruce yamada x fem!reader

part 1 part 2 part 3

okay i made a playlist go like it! here's my spotify

a/n: for the sake of the story, everyone is the same age (16-17) and in junior year of high school, except gwen, who is a freshman. and the grabber doesn't exist because i said so.

when a crushing and helpless bruce yamada seeks aid from an unaware and breezy y/n, he suggests they fake date in order to make his crush jealous. what could go wrong? they were friendly, and y/n was beautiful. bruce’s plan is fool proof. at least that’s what he thinks.

italics = flashbacks

❦

it had been two weeks since you and bruce went public with your "relationship". many jaws dropped when you and bruce walked into school holding hands.

"you're dating bruce yamada!?" donna exclaimed, slamming your locker closed. the impact made a loud noise, causing multiple people to look over.

"wow, good morning to you too!" you retorted sarcastically, earning an eye roll from donna.

"you're dating bruce yamada and you didn't tell me!?" she continued. "you're not supposed to keep secrets from me! we keep secrets from everyone else!"

"okay, okay!" you chuckled, leaning against the lockers. "it just slipped my mind, that's all." donna didn't look very convinced, but she shrugged.

"okay, so, tell me!" she giggled, linking her arm with yours. "what did he say? how did he ask you? i thought you two hadn't talked in two years!"

"we started talking again during the summer, and we were at the library, and he just... asked!" you replied. earlier, you and bruce talked about what you'd tell people if they asked so that there wouldn't be any miscommunications.

"wow!" donna feigned excitement. "that's— wow!"

"it's boring, i know, but i like him, y'know?" you and bruce spent the previous evening at the baseball field, laughing while practicing what to say to people who asked about the relationship.

"are you two gonna go to the carnival next saturday?" donna smirked, nudging your shoulder. "should be a pretty sweet date!"

"shut up, d, we have calculus." you tried to brush it off, but donna wouldn't let up.

the first day after going public, bruce sat next to you in physics— like he said he would. he gave you the classic bruce yamada grin and slid right next to you.

it was easier than you thought it would be to fake date bruce. after making the rules, you two seemed to get closer in a short amount of time. very short. two days, actually. you two didn't spend every single minute of every day together, obviously, but in the time that you did spend with one another, it was in the library, not studying, not doing homework, just.. hanging out.

mrs. schultz was growing agitated with how loud you two would talk and laugh in the small library, but she kept it a secret on account of "they're such a cute pair!" martin, her husband, was also growing agitated. not with you two in particular, but with how much mrs. schultz would talk about you two.

you were seated in the very corner of your physics class, bruce sitting next to you. he was telling you about how his little sister, amy, begged him to let her make little braids in his hair the night before.

"your hair isn't long enough to be braided, though!" you laughed. donna looked over her shoulder at the two of you, smirking slightly. since she was in the photography club, donna had to have her own camera. she very discreetly snapped a photo, chuckling to herself.

"yeah, i know that!" he smiled. "but she still begged for fifteen minutes!"

"okay, class, settle down," mr. hanson walked in, placing an enormous stack of papers on his small desk. "today, we're starting a new topic. we will be starting momentum and collision. please take notes on this, because you will have a test on it soon."

bruce looked over at you. "point for you, i guess." the day you two created the rules, he decided to make a point system. whenever you two had to study for something, you would get a point. whenever you missed one of his games or practices, he would get a point. so far you had three points and bruce had one.

"what? it's just momentum and collision, that's easy!" you whispered. "come on, you don't know if we'll have to study for it yet."

"oh, y/n, please!" he scoffed quietly. "it's a topic about physics! you know how bad i am at physics!"

"you are so dramatic, bruce."

"oh, am i?"

"you are—"

"mr. yamada, ms. l/n, is there something you two would like to share with the class?" mr. hanson glared at the two of you with an unamused expression on his young face.

"no, sir." you and bruce muttered, your faces a matching shade of bright red. the class snickered at this, and donna mouthed the words, "how adorable" to you.

"good, now let's get started."

the next day went by slowly. you were in your room, reading the silence of the lambs by thomas harris. the book creeped you out, but you just couldn't stop reading.

you were snapped out of your trance when wyatt came knocking on your door. "hey, there's some dude at the door looking for you."

"jeez, wyatt, that's super clarifying," you retorted sarcastically. "did you get a name, by any chance?"

"yeah, i think it was bryan." he looked beyond confused. "or maybe it was bruno? oh, oh, bryce! definitely bryce!"

"you mean bruce?"

"oh, yeah, that's the one!" wyatt grinned. "bruce is at the door, looking for you. he said you two are going to the carnival today?"

"crap, that's today," you frowned, putting your book away and pushing wyatt out of your doorway. "don't tell him i forgot or i'll put your diary entries into the paper and make billy deliver them."

"okay, okay! jeez, how did you even find out about my diary!?" wyatt grumbled.

"you're terrible at hiding things." you finalized, closing your door in his face.

you changed into a comfortable flannel, paired with your dark-wash mom jeans and your white converse. basic, but cute.

as you hurried downstairs, you heard giggling. more specifically, allie's giggling. it was rather surprising to see bruce bonding so well with allie, seeing as the eight year old wasn't too keen on interacting with people she didn't know.

"so you play baseball? like finney?" allie gasped. "can you teach me how?"

"well, i can try." bruce smiled, making allie blush. he saw you descending from the stairs and stood up. "hey, are you ready?"

"yeah, i'm ready," you chuckled, walking into the kitchen for a bottle of water. bruce trailed behind you, sending a small smile to allie. "you're making allie fall in love with you, y'know?"

"yeah, i have that charm." bruce laughed, staring at you a little too long.

your mom walked in unexpectedly, making bruce snap out of it. he shook his head, questioning himself. why couldn't he take his eyes off of you?

"hey!" your mom cheered. "who's this?"

"mom, hey," you groaned slightly. "this is— um, this is bruce. my, uh, my boyfriend."

your moms eyes widened. "boyfriend? wow! this is great news! bruce, hi, its nice to meet you!"

"oh, hi, mrs. l/n," he shook your moms hand politely, looking at you for some help. "its so wonderful to finally meet you!"

"and its so nice to meet you, bruce. i have heard nothing about you, actually." your mom wasn't trying to be rude, she just didn't really think before she spoke.

"oh, that's nice," bruce trailed off. wyatt and allie were silently laughing behind you three.

you took bruce's hand in yours and tried to drag him away from your mom. "c'mon, lets get going before she asks about your family."

"have fun, be back by ten!" your mom laughed.

"bye mrs. l/n! bye allie and wilbur!" bruce called.

"it's wyatt!"

"you called me bryce!"

"okay, we're leaving now, bye!" you yelled, dragging bruce out of the door.

you and bruce arrived at the carnival a little bit past six thirty. to say he was excited was an understatement. "okay so, amy asked me if i could get her some of that gross cotton candy stuff, but i think we can get that later! we could go on the bumper cars! or, we could go to the ring toss things! ooh, maybe we could get one of those giant teddy bears or something—"

"jeez, bruce, you're more excited than your girl is." one of his baseball friends, nolan, joked, making bruce turn beet red. "hey, man, i'm just teasing."

"yeah, whatever." bruce shrugged him off. "we'll see you all later. nolan don't be a dick to colin, okay?"

"no promises, bruce."

"do you wanna get food first?" you asked after all of his friends took off. you knew bruce didn't like doing things on an empty stomach.

"yeah, let's go!" he smiled, taking your hand in his.

bruce chose hotdogs, much to your dismay. you weren't too fond of them, but then again, it was a carnival. you couldn't go to a carnival and not eat gross food.

you two ate the hotdogs quietly— they were disgusting, but you tried to power through, for bruce. you grimaced as the foul taste reached your stomach. it appeared that bruce was tasting the same thing, because you two made eye contact and he looked like he was going to throw up.

"that's disgusting." bruce swallowed the last of his bite, then threw the hotdog away.

"those are horrible, bruce." you laughed, throwing the hotdog in the trash.

"yeah, we're never eating those again. ever." he groaned, beginning to walk away. he put his hands in the pockets of his black jacket. "so, where do we go first?"

"do you know if clara is here?" you asked him, making him squint his eyes a little. "clara reid?"

"oh, right, right!" he straightened a little. "i think nolan told me she'd be here with joan and eliza."

"okay, well then, let's go find something to do so clara can see us or something." bruce nodded and you two looked for the trio.

"look, there they are." he subtly pointed to where they were standing— near the ring toss stand. "let's go."

and so, you two went to the ring toss. the guy working it said it was easy, you just had to get a ring into the empty bottle in the very middle, and you could win the ginormous teddy bear.

bruce was determined to win it. "hey, check to see if they're looking." he whispered lightly.

you discreetly turned around, and did, indeed, see clara looking at the two of you. oddly enough, she didn't look jealous, or bothered, or annoyed. in fact, her expression was uninterested, almost like she didn't even care, like she didn't even mean to look at you two. but you didn't want to tell bruce that. he'd probably get bummed out. "uh, yeah, yeah, they're looking."

"that's good, right?" bruce chuckled, focusing on the bottle in the middle. he missed two of them, which really added to the suspense of whether or not he'd get the bear. finally, on the last ring, he drowned out everything else and put all of his attention on the bottle.

you held his hand, attempting to make him feel more confident in the last throw. bruce looked down at your now intertwined hands and smiled slightly. putting all of his attention on the bottle, he threw the ring.

the loud 'clink' made bruce ecstatic. he threw his arms around you happily and spun you around the air. "i did it!"

the guy, whose name was actually doug, rolled his eyes at this— probably because he had seen four other couples do the exact same thing. he handed the large teddy bear to bruce, saying, "here you go, thanks for playing, congrats." in a monotone voice. he really wanted to go home.

"here, hold todd." bruce said, handing you the teddy bear.

"todd?" you questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"yes, y/n/n, todd!" bruce explained. "we have shared custody of him now, keep up!"

"you're so weird, bruce." you chuckled. bruce smiled at you, slinging his arm around your shoulder.

"weird? im not weird, i'm— ooh!" he trailed off, looking at the spinning teacups ride in amazement. "can we go? please!"

"bruce, are you crazy?" you choked, slipping out from under his arm. "we'll throw up those nasty hotdogs you got us!"

"ugh, fine. you stay here with todd and watch as i have a great time." bruce taunted, placing his hands on your shoulders. "i'm gonna have a blast on these spinning teacups, and when i don't throw up, i'm laughing in your face."

"okay then..."

you watched as bruce picked the teacup closest to where you were standing and quickly claimed it. he gave you a thumbs up, a wide smile on his face. you felt another presence on your right, and turned your head to see clara standing next to you.

"hey, y/n!" she smiled sweetly. "i heard you're dating bruce! how's that going?"

"oh, hey clara. it's going good, i suppose." you responded kindly. you and clara weren't friends, barely even classmates, and there was no reason to be rude to her, so you kept your answers short.

"that's great!" she sang, her brown hair framing her face nicely. "y'know, people used to say i had a crush on him, but i never did. he's um, not really my type, y'know?"

your heart sank for bruce. clara had no interest in him. like none. zero. you couldn't be the one to tell him, though. his heart would be crushed.

"um, so, i just wanted to clear that up, just in case you thought i like him or something." clara said, placing her hand on your bicep for a moment, and then walking back to joan and eliza.

bruce got off the ride, walking up to you. "did you see that!? it was freaking amazing, and you missed out!"

you quickly plastered a smile on your face, not wanting bruce to think something was wrong. "i did, and i can tell you're dizzy. oh, you are so throwing up later."

"i am not going to throw up, i have a great digestive system." he defended, faltering after he realized what he just said. "ew, i didn't mean for that to sound so gross."

you laughed, taking his hand in yours. "i figured."

"ooh let's go to the bumper cars!" bruce urged, swinging your arms around. "and then we can go to the funhouse, or do you prefer haunted houses?"

"i definitely prefer haunted houses, but let's go!" you grinned.

you and bruce rode every ride twice, the second time being better than the first. you had to admit, fake-dating bruce yamada was not as bad as you thought it would be. it was almost.. fun?

it was about nine-thirty, and bruce's friends approached the two of you as you got off of the small roller coaster seats.

"hey, have you two gone on the ferris wheel yet?" nolan asked, holding a large red slushie.

"uh, no we haven't actually." bruce answered, looking at you from the corner of his eye.

"oh, you two should totally go on it! the guy stops it right when it's at the very top and you can see the whole town from there! man, bruce, the view is incredible!" lucas— another one of his friends— rambled.

"alright then, let's go!" bruce beamed, leading you to the ferris wheel. you two were standing in line talking when bruce realized that lucas and his girlfriend violet were right behind you two.

"lucas, hey, i didn't realize you were behind us, man." bruce said, causing you to turn around and look at them. "hey, you two wanna share a compartment with us? they're pretty big and it's just us, so.."

"yeah, sure! sounds good to me!" lucas chimed, his green eyes brightening. violet nodded, smiling at the you and bruce.

lucas was right— the view was incredible. you could see your house, the porch light still on, indicating that your mother was waiting for you to arrive. bruce pointed out where his house was, where the baseball field was, and even where favorite diners were.

your hands were still intertwined, not that either of you noticed. bruce had a weird feeling in his stomach, but it wasn't nausea like you thought it would be. he had felt this before, when he realized he liked clara. but he didn't like you, not like that, did he?

you were still admiring the view when you felt bruce place a small kiss on the side of your head. when you looked at him with a confused expression, he cocked his head to the side, signaling that lucas was watching the two of you intently. you nodded in understanding, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

once the ride was over, you two said goodbye to lucas and violet, but not before lucas pulled bruce aside.

"dude, you're totally in love!" he said. "your face said it all i mean the way you looked at her all in love and shit! jeez, man, anyone would forget that you had a thing for clara reid if they saw how you look at y/n l/n!"

bruce shook his head. "shut up, man, you look at violet like she's the only girl ever."

"because she is! to me, at least." lucas defended. "anyways, i gotta get going, vi has a curfew, and i cannot risk getting on her dad's bad side! oh, and buy y/n a slushie, jesus. see ya, man."

bruce walked back over to where you were waiting patiently. "come on, let's get slushies."

"you are so gonna be sick tomorrow morning. just you wait, bruce. you'll see that im right." you mocked, your hand finding his again.

"yeah, yeah." he dismissed, smiling at you.

bruce walked you home, making sure to say goodnight to your mom and allie— who probably only stayed awake to see bruce again. "you can have todd tonight. we'll have to come up with a schedule for him."

"hmm, i take this week, you take next week?" you offered.

"and then we just keep doing that?"

"sounds like a plan."

"okay, then! goodnight, y/n/n." he gave you a hug, the scent of your perfume was almost intoxicating him. you gave him one last kiss on the cheek and stepped back inside.

that night, bruce couldn't sleep. was lucas right? did he really like you? he didn't even care that amy was whining about him forgetting her cotton candy, all he could think about was you. he laid awake, thinking about you and your perfect smile, your perfect eyes. he knew this feeling.

crap. oh, crap.

bruce yamada was slowly falling for you.

#bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader #the black phone #tristan pravong #finney blake #gwen blake #pinball vance #robin arellano #vance hopper #the black phone x reader #billy showalter #griffin stagg #donna the black phone #just this once okay?#clara reid

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FINDING OUT YOU MADE THEM A PLAYLIST! // YOU FINDING THE PLAYLIST THEY MADE FOR YOU!

or: playlists were made and who they were aimed at discovered them. leona + ruggie + jamil + malleus x gn! reader. warnings: ooc jamil? malleus' is short because he's too direct. author’s note: i wanted smth with more characters for my debut post but oh well. masterlist.

leona kingscholar.

the lion liked to believe he had no interest in whatever it was you were listening to. every time you came to savanaclaw you came in with your head in the clouds, listening to whatever it was playing in your headphones. he didn't mind, as long as you weren't loud which you usually weren't.

for what you'd like to call the first time (though that couldn't be farther from the truth), charging your headphones completely slipped your mind last night, actually you fell asleep listening to the same playlist that you did frequently.

your music came to an abrupt stop while you played with the lion's hair as he slept, you quietly mumbled to yourself, "you wouldn't mind if i played it out loud, would you? i'll keep the volume down." you statement was directed to the male using your stomach as a pillow.

quietly you continued your playlist, placing your phone away from you so that he'd not be disturbed by it. staring out the window, you rested your head on the wall behind you.

"your playlist is awfully sappy," a hoarse voice pointed out below you, clearing his throat.

you hummed in acknowledgment, "i guess you're right." you rested your hand on his head, trying to keep you composure took too much brain space for you to keep playing with his hair.

"what's it for? it's annoying." he turned his head, reaching out for the device on his nightstand.

you didn't try and stop him, in fear one of you might get hurt at the aggressive movement. instead you lifted the hand on his head to touch your warm face in a hopeless attempt to cool it down. you waited for his teases, or anything, which made his silence worse than it already was. "what? are you mentally judging me or somethin'?"

"lucky 'him', huh?" he asked. he left your phone on the nightstand, burying his face into your stomach once more.

"what do you mean by that?" you were relieved that he didn't push further into this, but at the same time you weren't. it seemed as if something was off.

he shrugged, moving his head slightly so that you'd continue playing with his hair. you obliged to the latter, but still curiosity ate away at you. "what if someone made you a playlist? or at least with you in mind."

"i'd think they're weird." he answered, without hesitation or uncertainty.

"seriously?"

"you made this 'with me in mind', didn't you?" you felt him smile at your lack of reply, "... you weirdo."

ruggie bucchi.

one of the things that made his chores a bit more bearable was music, it was one of the few luxuries he had the time for. on occasion you could find him with his headphones on, to be more specific, it was on those days he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

he shared his (twisted wonderland equivalent) spotify with you, partially so that you'd split the bill for premium. it was easy to forget the fact that you'd both shared one, clicking the most recently listened to playlist.

at first it was unfamiliar, though some beats he recognized from times you hummed as you helped with his chores. he decided to tolerate it, tuning it out, but as the day passed and chores got crossed out he picked up a pattern: most of the songs were love songs, or songs that could be considered such.

for the first time he put his chores aside, pulling out his phone to check what it was he was listening to. he was surprised that to see the title resembling that of his unique magic, tying himself to it.

he hurried to complete the final chores on his list, making a stop at ramshackle upon completion. “yn!!” he sang, practically flying into the rundown dorm.

“oh! hello, m’ love.” you glanced up at him before turning your attention back to the novel in your hands.

“do you mind if i use your kitchen? i’ll play music, too, if you don’t mind.” it wasn’t really a question, more of an incomplete narration of what he was going to do.

without much care, you nodded. you attempted to ignore the noise he made but something about the music made you uneasy. you closed your book, refusing to believe so many of the songs you listened to religiously were coincidentally in one of his playlists (also the main character did something embarrassing).

you slipped into the kitchen, looking at what he was cooking curiously. “whatcha making? isn’t this playlist a little out of character for you to be randomly listening to?”

“hm, true.” he lifted a sample of the soup he was cooking to your lips, to try. “i’d say it’s even more out of character to use these songs to describe me, wouldn’t you?”

he laughed at your widen eyes, you lifted a hand to touch your mouth in shock. you nearly choked on the warm soup. once you’d recovered you mumbled, “i-… i saw you also made me one who are you to talk?”

“what was that, dear?” the hyena smiled, trying to conceal his panic at your revelation. the removed his apron, turning off the stove. he pulled you to look him in the eye, before tickling you, “you found what?”

jamil viper.

jamil invited you to spend the afternoon with him in the chemistry lab as he works on perfecting a specific potion. it wasn't as much of a surprise as it was exciting when you stepped into the lab, looking for him at the time he said he'd be there.

"yn, you're here." he hummed, not showing much attention to your presence.

"what are you listening to?" you asked, sitting at your usual seat during school hours.

"nothing i'm paying attention to... if you want you can change it."

you nodded, leaving your stuff on the table you went to him to scroll through his playlists. you had to admit, he had quite a few all of which had just as unique and creative names.

after a few seconds you came to a list, all of which had quite unique names. you clicked on a random one and scrolled through the songs. all the love songs.

you felt let a cheeky grin come on your lips at your discovery, though at the same time a twinge of jealousy filled your heart.

"what's taking so long? can't find anything?" jamil glanced your way. you shook your head and played the playlist you'd just scrolled through.

"who's the lucky person?" you waved the playlist in his face, mostly to prevent him from reading any signs of emotions you had aside from the joy you put forth. he grabbed your wrist, a light blush coating his cheeks, the music in the background being no help.

he stayed silent, except for the proposal to change the playlist.

"nope!" you skipped back to your seat, jamil was too caught off guard to notice it lacked its usual cheerfulness.

a couple hours passed, as did love song after love song. a part of you wanted to laugh out how cheesy it seemed but you couldn't help but feel envy towards the person it was aimed towards. "you must really like them.." you commented, resting your head on your hand which was propped up on the table.

again, he had no reply. the silence quickly became intoxicating, it took everything in you to not get up and leave.

"what if someone made you a playlist?" he mused, putting his potion making to a pause to study your reaction.

you thought about it with a smile, you'd admit (to yourself and yourself alone) that this entire time you listened and pretended it was all meant for you, despite the (extremely small) chance that wasn't. you shrugged, "i'd really like for someone to make me one! it'd be so romantic, too! oh, we'd exchange playlists, because i'd definitely make one for them.. we'd dance to them together in the rain, too!"

jamil watched you go on and on about your innocent wishes, hoping that today he'd (officially) become the one to cross this section bucket list requests off with you.

he didn't notice you stand and say how you 'had somewhere to be' until you, literally, snapped him out of his thoughts. he stared at you in surprise when you snapped your fingers, "yes, yn?"

"don't ask people questions if you're not gonna pay attention to their answers," you shook your head dramatically before heading to the door.

before you could leave, however, jamil removed his glove and grabbed your wrist. "would you really want someone to make you a playlist?" you gave a confused look at his repeated question, but answered seeing how serious he took this.

"yes." you repeated again when he asked once more, before your hope from earlier reignited the third time he asked.

slowly his grip loosened, unable to maintain eye contact with you. "sorry about that.. you can go now."

"jamil, was that playlist-" he cut you off with a quick kiss to your lips. maybe that wasn't the smartest course of action considering that he didn't want you to find out under any circumstances, but maybe things would go according to (a backup) plan this once.

malleus draconia.

it was unusual for malleus to be late to one of your late night meetups. as a matter of fact, he never was (today being an exception) so you never saw a need to bring your headphones.

getting bored and uncomfortable at the dark silence, you played the playlist you made that never failed to calm you.

you didn't notice when a certain dragon appeared, about to grab you attention when he heard... music? he frowned, analyzing the lyrics, trying to understand what they potentially could mean.

when he realized it was a love song, he smiled at thought that maybe the newer generations weren't so different from the olders... just more modern.

"yn? what is this you're listening to? taking the time to understand what the words could possibly be implying, this is a love song. however it isn't old enough for me to recognize. child of man, do you mind if tonight we talk about your music choice? as romantic as these song maybe they're also, in some why, a bit sad. lilia once stated-"

your eyes widened in horror, looking up at malleus who stood towering over you, continuing without a care in the world.

"oh, i have one final question as well, is this one of your human courting traditions? this is one i haven't heard of, i'll be sure to research it upon my arrival at diasomnia tonight. i just noticed i haven't given you a moment to speak, do say something."

i suppose, when interested in something, malleus resembled a blunt child a very blunt one. you can have fun explaining that it isn't as deep as he's making it.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst fluff #disney twisted wonderland #twst scenarios #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #ruggie bucchi #ruggie x reader #jamil viper #jamil x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader

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gcldfanged · 2 months

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Meet the Writer

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?

(CANON MUSES) -

Genesis: I actually HATED Genesis initially in the og CC game. I thought he was a lame addition and just like… idk, they wanted Gackt in the game so they made his presence plot relevant? OOOUGH, I was so mad… But then I saw how the rpc and fandom treats him, which is honestly even WORSE SOMEHOW??? So I decided to try writing him seriously and what do you know, I actually kinda like it.

Verdot: I literally have to make the content I wanna see in this rpc, such is my burden. my curse...

(OCs) - I wanted to write about the themes I have on my pinned and honestly, there were so many Tseng rpers who I am friends and mutuals with that knock it out of the fucking ballpark- I just didn't feel like I'd have ANYTHING new or good to contribute to the exploration of his character? So I made an OC :P And he's really changed so much! I remember when I was still making my own art for him and he wasn't QUITE like there the way I wanted him to be, but I didn't have anything better to employ as a faceclaim or reference to draw from. And then Cas was like "btw here's a manga about your HYPERFIXATION" and Kokonoi's general appearance and vibe was a great starting point to go off of instead.

Anyway, There's always things I had planned for Jae in the works or on the backburner, but he has really evolved over the span of years I've been writing him, so I really appreciate every person who took the time to check him out and build something with him.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?

You know, I have been becoming more lenient with allowing myself to write certain things. I always end up being afraid of how people will react to certain themes I explore because... let's be real, a lot of people are pretty intolerant to opinions that are different than theirs. So long as whatever I and/or my partner explore is handled with the care and respect it deserves, I don't really see an issue with much anymore. Hell, I was terrified to post that one drabble fleshing out Jae meeting Veld for the first time because I was afraid people would see Jae's reaction to killing someone as somehow 'excusing abuse' because he wasn't dancing on the guy's corpse and actually showed remorse for what he did. It's fears of what I write about being misconstrued like that that really makes me hesitant to even talk about certain ideas with partners. But I'm getting over that, little by little and step by step.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?

I actually love writing (as you can tell) introspective pieces. Something where you're really getting inside the character's head for a moment to see past all of their walls and facades, or sometimes you're still seeing what they tell THEMSELVES is the real undiluted truth, but isn't. I just love that kinda stream of consciousness really dig deep into the VOICE of a character exploration. Makes me feel lots of emotions.

ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?

Usually I'll be doing something else like watching a piece of media or listening to a podcast and start to think "Ooh, my muse would love this" or "this makes me think of xyz muse wow", and it just kind of expands organically from there.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?

Music helps get me inspired initially, especially since I make spotify playlists for all my muses (and ships :P), so generally I'm cool with music, but usually I zone in too much on my own writing to pay attention. It's like my sense of hearing turns off.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

Both- There's always a general sort of... idea or outcome that me and my partner would LIKE to shoot for? And sometimes we just don't get there, because it really depends on what the characters do/say and how it's taken by the other muse.

For example, I was roleplaying a thread with @steeleidolon's Kunsel where he and Jae are trying to broker a deal and Kunsel ends up saying something to the effect of "your people" and he means the Turks. Jae, on the other hand, hears 'your people' and assumes Kunsel was bringing up his race and the perception of fellow people from Wutai or Hanuel being unfairly insular. So, it kinda went to shit, LOL.

It's little things like that that can color your muse's reaction to sometimes very different degrees than what you plan for!

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?

I like complicated dynamics and no, I will never shut up about them. Ships for me don't even have to strictly be romantic or sexual in nature, so like- I have some interactions I'm still feeling out with @saishuu-heiki that are platonic but leaning in a distinctly enemy/frenemy/challenges other person kind of vibe? And I think it's great! They don't HAVE to be like "we're friends, we're lovers, or we hate each other'- Like, limiting all your interactions to one of those three options gets really boring for me...

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?

King_Kkeungi is my mangaka pseudonym for the Silent Manga Audition that I tried submitting to last year. People have called me just "King" (if they didn't know how to pronounce Korean) or "Kkeungi" before, so I tend to go by these handles now.

ᴀɢᴇ?

30s, I'm like Dagon: ancient and evil, spoken about in hushed whispers that the zealots who follow my dark lore worship-

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?

May 10th

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?

Blue-greens like teal and turquoise, soft pastel mint, and pinky-purples

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?

Currently? PRIMADONNA by Kedarui! It's a sequel to their other song, Femme Fatale and has amazing lore and characters. It's just got fascinating kinda themes and imagery when you watch them back to back.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

The 2nd DUNE movie, holy crap, I was blown away!

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

Hell's Paradise, which I am still TRYING to finish.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

Philip by millenium parade, my new go-to Jae song

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?

Thai or Vietnamese food *drools*

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?

Summer... I just love the heat and the sun and the iconic imagery/sounds/themes like eating watermelon and wearing floppy plastic sandals, melting ice cream, hearing the chime of our furin while sitting outside on the porch of the house.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?

I talk to regularly (like near every day): @ceaselxss, @annjiru, @phoenixshards, @sadistpet, @nightiingaled. Like talking with a lot: @speedchasing, @ofdeference, @hisnewera, @cwarscars, @contemptim, @steeleidolon, @altrxisme, @hxbiris & @hxvemxnd

The people who have known me the LONGEST are mostly discord only rpers now, but Tricky, HD, Kit, and Vixen I consider to be extremely close to me since we've been friends for... like over or around 6+ years and are still ongoing buddies who have met face to face before.

Then there's my ex-fiancee, but he doesn't do tumblr rp anymore.

This list also doesn't even cover ppl I write with/ooc interacted with over a long period of time like @ivory-paragon, @poeticphoenix, @reapersxfolly, @endweapon, @chthonicsurge, or @dcviltriggcr, so- I like reaching out to people and developing bonds! We don't even have to be on discord capslocking at each other, it's really cool when you can come back to an RPC and still have that connection without any awkward small talk?

#◈ ooc #◈ dash games #◈ MUNDAY

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champagnekenma · 2 years

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D A N C I N G W I T H T H E S T A R S ✩

<3// pure fluff, gn!reader, timeskip characters.

<3// kozume kenma, sugawara koushi, bokuto kotaro, tendou satori.

<3// lowercase intended, even if this is proofread a million times there may still be mistakes.

->->dance dance dance w/ (some of) the haikyuu boys!

KOZUME KENMA

kenma had gone to the office for a conference, meaning for the first time in weeks, you were able to mess around in his recording studio (aka his home office). he had really expensive equipment, which made sense because his streams and youtube videos were all of a substantially high quality. that's usually why he wouldn't let you run around freely in his studio- not to mention that you were incredibly clumsy.

you walked into the room, turning on the purple lights he installed and sat at his desk. you knew his pc password so you logged onto his account and decided to play a few games he had- making sure not to ruin his progress or, delete his save file of course. after some time you got bored of it.

you then opened his spotify and put his favourite playlist on shuffle. your cat walked in and jumped onto your lap, "hey misty." she ran up your torso as you played around with kenma's pc. that's when you decided to have some fun and open his twitch and pretended to go live.

"what's up bros, it's kodzuken! back with another livestream!" you chuckled as you impersonated your boyfriend. after that, the cat jumped onto the keyboard, "misty no!"

in your fit to get her off, you tripped and hit your hand on the keyboard, changing the current song to a new one. "ow," you sighed, "misty, what if you messed up ken's setup? he'd be so mad at me..."

she meowed in response as you placed her on your lap again. the song that came on was one of your favourites, [song]. you started humming along until you got to your favourite part which is when you stood up and full-on started singing and dancing to it. you twirled around and picked up misty again to dance with her.

that's when the door opened.

"and- AHHHH!" your jumped when you saw the figure standing in the doorway with the most amused look on his face.

"no no, don't stop," kenma snickered. he was holding his phone up to record you. you felt embarrassed as you put misty down and shamefully sat down on the couch. "you're home early..." you mumbled. "yeah, the conference went by very fast luckily," kenma sat down in his desk chair and began fiddling with his keyboard and mouse, "however, as i pulled into the driveway..."

he pushed his chair aside so you could see the screen, "i got notified that 'i' began to stream on my twitch account?"

your heart sank as you began to fully grasp the situation. you had accidentally streamed yourself dancing and acting like a fool to kenma's whole audience. "oh my days, i didn't mean to do that! i'm so sorry! oh, i've made a damn fool of myself!" you panicked as you sped to his side to get a closer look at the monitor.

"don't worry, i enjoyed watching you," he chuckled before turning to his webcam, "did you guys enjoy that?"

you watched as comment after comment whirled down the screen. all of the ones you saw were positive, so that made you feel a little better. "see," kenma grinned, "you're so cute."

"stop..." you looked away bashfully as kenma laughed. "pull up a chair, y/n. join me on stream tonight."

you dragged over a spare chair and sat next to him, "my audience loves you," he leaned in close and whispered, "but not nearly as much as i love you."

"i love you too, ken," you whispered back.

for the next hour, you sat with him and played video games on his stream.

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

you poured fruit punch into the plastic cup as you watched the children dance and play. you were one of the adult chaperones for the sixth grade disco, mainly because your boyfriend worked at the elementary school. you unfortunately had to listen to kids bop versions of the songs you liked. not very pleasant.

"y/n," you felt a hand go around your waist. you looked to see koushi beaming at you. you smiled back and passed him a cup of punch, "thanks, any kids misbehaving?" he asked in-between sips.

"nope, although kaito pushed another student for taking the last grape soda," you explained as you watched the kids. "he's always been a rambunctious scamp, hasn't he?" koushi chuckled as he picked up a bag of crisps from the food table, "care to share, my love?"

"i thought you'd never ask," you spoke sarcastically as you took one out of the bag, "very luxurious..."

a slow dance song came on as the lights changed

"c'mon babe, this is fun!" he then pointed a finger to his chin in thought, "okay, c'mere!". he grabbed your hand and dragged you into the middle of the room.

"koushi- what are you doing?!" you whisper-shouted, looking around at the kids who had formed a circle around you two. a few of the girls started 'ooh'ing whilst the boys were making kissing noises. immaturity is a disease.

koushi then bowed dramatically, "care to dance, sweetheart?". the girls began squealing as he grasped your right hand with his left and held onto your waist with his right. he pulled you close and span with you around the dance circle. "koushi! what if we get in trouble?" you hushedly warned. "what for? we're just dancing," koushi lifted you and whirled around with you in his arms, causing you to shriek joyfully.

"go mr. sugawara! go y/n!" the students cheered. you saw the girls whip out their phones, ready to record their favourite couple slow dance. koushi's students loved you- mainly because you let them call you by your first name and you would bake treats for them for koushi to bring in and hand out. however they really loved you because, ever since you started dating koushi, he became a happier and nicer teacher.

he twirled you around before dipping you. once you were brought back up, he winked at you with a boyish grin on his face. his hands held your own as he pushed you back and pulled you close before turning you around. you continued to slow dance with him as the surrounding students squealed and giggled.

as the song ended, koushi placed a chaste kiss on your forehead. "i love you, y/n," he whispered into your ear. "i love you more, koushi," you lovingly held his hand. you looked towards the crowd to see more squealing and whispering.

"now now, let's be calm now guys," koushi playfully scolded, "remember, no photos or videos should be taken of teachers or their wonderful partners, right?"

"yes, mr. sugawara..." they groaned as he laughed. he jokingly shooed them away, "alrighty then, go dance!"

they cheered and ran off. you laughed as koushi led you back to the snack table. "they're gonna bug you about that for the next week," you smirked. koushi sighed as he drank his warm punch, "i know..." he turned to you with a grin on his face,

"it was worth it though."

BOKUTO KOUTAROU

"bokkun!" the ball went flying over the net as koutarou slammed it onto the other side of the court, "nice one!"

you being the s/o of star player bokuto koutarou, had the privilege of watching MSBY's practices. you watched as miya atsumu set up another ball for koutarou, which in turn, led to him practically soaring through the air to spike it.

"woo! go kou-kou!" you cheered from the bench. koutarou turned to face you and beamed brightly, his hair perking up. you loved cheering him on, simply because he would get so excited and it would help his performance. his teammates often thanked you for your presence.

"thanks, y/n!" hinata grinned as the team walked up to you. "yeah, bokkun always seems ta be at his best when yer here!" miya admitted, "such a frickin' show off!"

"shush tsum-tsum!" koutarou groaned as he shuffled over to you, "ignore him owlie!"

"aw, he calls them 'owlie'!" sakusa mocked to which he replied, "oh, come on omi, not you too!" you chuckled as you watched the humorous display.

however, this time was different. MSBY was struggling in this specific match. they won the first set but lost the second. you could tell koutarou was feeling dejected; he'd always feel discouraged at that point in any match.

during the three minute set changeover, you stood and shamelessly cheered louder than any fan in the stands. "go kou-kou! who's the man?! you the man!". he stared up at you with a pout before a lovestruck expression slowly spread across his face. you then subconsciously began to dance like a cheerleader to the music playing in the background, before blowing him a kiss. his mood lifted instantly and he shot you a determined grin. you returned it with a smirk.

miya hit his head, bringing him back to reality. koutarou quickly apologised as they ran back onto the court. with your praise, koutarou scored them the winning point. you cheered so loud, someone thought you were in trouble.

after they had changed, they met you near the entrance. after fighting past the crowd of fans, you made it to your boyfriend's car. as he pulled off, he placed his left hand on your thigh, driving with his right one.

"i saw that cute lil' dance you did, owlie," he gave you a side glance and a grin, "really gave me the push i needed. thanks!"

"no problem, kou! i love you so much and i love watching you play, so if i can help in any way, i'll be happier than ever," you chuckled, holding the hand that was on your thigh.

"i love you more, y/n. now, always and forever."

TENDOU SATORI

you were bored... painfully bored. unfortunately, he had to work on the day of your eighteen month anniversary. you decided that you couldn't wait for him to come home so, you put on your jacket, grabbed your bag and headed towards the chocolate place that was a few blocks away. as you walked there, you shot him a text.

heyyyyy 'toriii! i'm miss u and i can't wait for u to come homeee :((( so i'm coming to see u. hope it's not a bother :p

surprisingly, within a minute, he had already replied.

y/nnnn hiiiiii. no it's not a bother!! i do not mind at all!!! <333

i actually have a surprise gift for you at the chocolaterie mon paradis. so i'm glad i didn't have to ask you to come ;))

you beamed at the anticipation of what it could be as you started walking faster towards satori's chocolaterie. maybe the surprise would be a new expensive pair of shoes; knowing him it could probably be a whole surprise puppy. you had no clue when it came to satori. he was always so unpredictable, which you loved.

as the cute little building came into your line of vision, you internally squealed because of your excitement as you sped towards the door. as you opened it, you noticed a few customers sitting in the few chairs of the chocolaterie. however, you quickly diverted you attention to the red haired man who was standing behind the counter.

"hey hey, there you are," he cooed as he leaned his elbow against the counter, resting his head on his palm. you chuckled before walking behind the countertop to join him. "hiya 'tori!" he pulled you into a warm hug, arms wrapping around your waist.

"i'm so glad you're here sweetheart. i missed you so much..." he mumbled before having a light bulb moment. he grabbed your wrist and dragged you into the kitchen.

"okay are you ready to be amazed?!" he spoke in a mystical way as he covered your eyes. "yes, i'm ready!" you replied. "okay makio! bring it in!"

you heard wheels scrape across the floor as an object was pushed towards where you were standing. "okay, three... two... one!" his hands were removed from your eyes as makio revealed the chocolatey miniture statue of you and satori standing outside a small house. the position of the fake versions of you were made to look as if they were dancing.

"oh. my. gosh!" you exclaimed, "satori, this is incredible!". he chuckled as you closely inspected the build, "you like it?" he asked. "like it? i love it!"

he grabbed your wrist again and pulled you close to his warm body. he smelled sweet like caramel, cocoa and sugar. you loved that about him; the way he'd come home after a long shift and would cuddle you until you were drunk on the sweet smell he'd carry after making chocolate all day. you especially loved it when he had eaten some of the chocolate that he'd made that day because, it would make his lips taste sweet; this would always make your sleepy make out sessions all the better.

"y'know, i've never properly danced with you before, y/n..." satori closed the minuscule gap between you two before placing a soft kiss on your top lip, "let's give it a whirl, shall we?"

makio turned a slow song and dimmed the lights before she brought a tray of chocolates to the counter outside. you smiled bashfully as you wrapped your available arm around his neck, "we shall."

he placed a hand on your hips as he guided your body to the music. you squealed as he effortlessly lifted you up and spun you around. in the middle of the song, he lifted you again so that your legs wrapped around his waist. he sat you down on one of the surfaces before he lovingly gazed at you, completely enamoured by your being.

"mon amour, you are the most incredible person in the world you know that?" you felt butterflies erupt in your tummy as he whispered in your ear, "happy anniversary, i love you."

"i love you more satori," you smiled back at his grin. "no i love you more!" he argued. before you could refute his claim, he pressed his lips against yours. as he placed loving kisses onto your mouth, you once again smelled the sweet chocolate he had prepared that day. he placed a hand behind your head as he deepened the kisses, causing you to get completely intoxicated by his warm touch. you both had gotten so used to the warm feeling of each other's lips, that you didn't notice that the song was finished and that makio was standing at the door frame, awkwardly waiting for you two to finish before getting the second batch of chocolates for the display.

"mm... oh! sorry 'kio!" satori straightened himself out before helping you back onto the ground. she giggled before continuing her work.

"anyways, y/n...that was fun," he turned back towards you, "i'll never stop loving you."

you smiled bashfully again before returning his words, "i'll never stop loving you too, satori."

he placed a soft kiss to your lips, "now let's eat our chocolatey twins, plus their home!"

you burst out laughing at his absurd comment as you followed him to the statue. you picked up the figure of him and he picked up the figure of you. you gently knocked their heads together as a toast and bit into them.

they tasted absolutely delectable, just like his lips.

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so i've been seeing ppl talking about finn wolfhard "love songs" playlist on spotify and how he made it for byler. (he also made a playlist for his character richie so making this wouldn't be out of the blue for him).

i honestly thought it was a stretch at first but after further analysis... it's too perfect to not relate to byler (unless finn wolfhard has a love triangle situation going on himself).

anyways here's my analysis of each song on the playlist! (i'll only be talking about 6/7 because one of the songs is in an east asian language that i do not understand!!)

1. Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

so the first song on the playlist is boys don't cry which has been talked about and analysed multiple times because we see a poster of the song in wills bedroom. and although people say that it's will song, i believe that it relates to mike more! especially in the lyrics:

I would say I'm sorry if I thought that it would change your mind.

But I know that this time I have said too much, been too unkind.

we all know that mike wheeler says stuff he doesn't mean to (evident in the s3+4 byler fight) and he has a hard time apologizing. not only that but we don't really see mike getting emotional! will isn't afraid to cry but mike is. anyways this song has been analyzed lots already so moving on to #2

2. Let Her Go - Mac Demarco

i'm not gonna lie, when i first saw this song i was shocked to the very core because of how much it realtes to the mikewillel love triangle. the first lyrics being:

Tell her that you love her, if you really love her.

But if your heart just ain't sure, let her know.

obviously mike can't tell her that he loves her because he doesn't even know if he truly loves eleven or not. (and when mike did end up telling eleven that he loves her, there is obvious hesitation coming from mike and even el didn't believe him).

Growing by the hour, love just like a flower.

But when the flower dies, you've got to say goodbye and let her go.

hello???? literally the flowers that mike got her in ep2 and then we see the same flowers dead in the last episode. (not to mention this is when el hasn't talked to mike much in a couple days and their relationship is rocky). so is mike finally going to let el go?

3. Lovesong - The Cure

ok this song is absolutely adorable just look at the lyrics:

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am home again.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am whole again.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am young again.

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am fun again.

at the beginning of season 4, we see mike being closed off and definitely not like himself. he was a shitty friend to will at the airport and rink-o-mania because el was by his side. but once el had to leave to regain her powers, we started seeing more of the old mike as he spent time alone with will. i assume that will makes mike feel like he's home again even though they're in a completely different state and he makes him feel young again just how they were in season 2 (especially with the crazy together parallel in ep9).

However far away, I will always love you.

However long I stay, I will always love you.

i mean, come on even when they were in different states, they still loved each other! sure things were rocky the first few days mike came to california but then they went right back to being inspeperable!

4. Africa - Toto

this song has been used before in stranger things specifically in season 1 episode 1 in a stancy scene. and although there are multiple meanings behind this song, the more accurate one to our situation is "This song tells the story of a man who comes to Africa and must make a decision about the girl who comes to see him." in this case, mike comes to california and has to make a decision about el.

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you.

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you.

we all know that el is infatuated with mike and is the first to meet him at the airport and she has clearly been waiting for spring break in order to see him again. as for the second line, mike and el are obviously bonded by trauma which makes it so difficult for the pair to break up. mike will have to go through a lot in order to end things with el in order to be with will.

I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become.

we all know that mike has internal struggles and lashes out at people (especially will) when he didn't mean to.

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had.

and when they both find out that their love is requited, then what!!

5. Inbetween Days - The Cure

this song is about having to choose between two people, and feeling guilty because you don't know which one to choose! basically a love triangle.

And I know I was wrong, when I said it was true.

That it couldn't be me and be her in between without you.

those lyrics are basically this image. i really like this random person's interpretation of the song cause its so accurate: "it's the story of a guy being in now stagnant relationship with a girl but pining for someone from the past that he parted ways with, now he's realizing that the current relationship couldn't work without this someone always getting in the way." it perfectly describes their love triangle.

i also want to add how the singer is talking about apologizing for saying the wrong thing to his current girlfriend (which is very mike wheeler core) but based on what we saw in the last episode, el isn't taking any of mikes shit! (good for her).

6. Lost Weekend - The So So Glos

ok so i actually love this song, i have it in my playlist lol and i never realized how much it applied to byler!! this song is generally about youth and growing up with someone.

You and I, riding high, in a landfill building castles.

castle byers, obviously and i'd like to think that mike and will spent a lot of time in their youth there together!

And we can't speak, cause we're in too deep.

We've grown up eighty-sixed and ended up like this.

clearly mike and will aren't willing to confess their love for each other (and this is sort of on the nose) because they're so deeply in love with one another. also, eighty-sixed is slang for being thrown out or discarded which could relate to mike and will being heavily bullied when they were younger (which is canon). and then they went to each other for comfort and continue to go to each other to this day.

anyways that's all of the analysis i have in me! even if this isn't true, it was still fun to look at the lyrics of these songs and try to figure out how they relate to byler lol (and if it is true then finn wolfhard is one bold man).

#delusional era #byler #byler endgame #byler nation #byler is real #mike wheeler #will byers #milkvan #stranger things

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