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sentimental-idiot25 · 11 months

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Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And everything you do

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful And you know, you know I love you so You know I love you so

It's true Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine Look at the stars Look how they shine for you And all the things that you do

{Yellow by Coldplay is so SasuSaku coded I can't}

#sentimental idiot25 #sakura #sasuke #sasusaku #pro sasusaku #sasuke retsuden #coldplay yellow

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mulberrymallard · 1 year

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look at the stars, look how they shine for you 💜

catching up on posting here,, gonna keep it just as an archive and only rlly be active on twt for now, social media is mentally draining ;-;

#bts #bts fanart #jung hoseok #coldplay yellow #jhope #artists on tumblr #my art #mulberrymallardart

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randomchance · 2 years

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OKAY 13 STANS HERES YOUR SIGN TO GO LISTEN TO JODIE'S COVER OF "YELLOW"

no but seriously, go listen to it

youtube

(heres the link)

i love how her accent flows through, and her voice is so nice ;ㅁ; esp when she sings "you know i love you so"

and i just- i keep thinking abt how it sounds like the doctor singing to their companions.

the first part w the piano is 13 w yaz, maybe curled up together on a couch in the tardis, and yaz is sleeping while 13 sings this for her

the guitar riff that hits immediately after is obviously 12, sunglasses and everything on a small stage in maybe a quiet bar or ... cafe, perhaps? 🙃

hes looking at clara, whos sitting in a chair w her trademark grin/smile on her face

bill is standing behind her w her hands on the back of clara's chair (maybe nardole's here too? or maybe hes quietly bickering w missy slightly to the side 😅)

i also see a situation where jodie's singing on a small stage w 12 on the guitar, and this is filmed with the other doctors watching through whatever device w their companions

for example 11 is in the pond's home, on the couch, between them eating fish sticks and custard. theyre just having a peaceful moment. 11 kinda knows who the performers are, but just kinda sits there bc he doesnt want to break the moment

tentoo is 100 percent goofy/soft slowdancing w rose in their house w this song on

9 would be listening while rose is singing/humming along

yeah i just couldnt get this image out of my head but didnt have the skill to draw or make an animatic so here you go, a word dump that no one asked for!

here are the lyrics for easier visualization/in case anyone needs it

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the-universewill-conspire · 2 years

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#minha #musica #musicas #coldplay yellow #Spotify

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ilovepedro · 8 months

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Yellow | joel miller x f!reader

Summary: You and Joel take a well-deserved vacation to the secluded countryside of Texas. Unbeknownst to you, Joel has a special surprise up his sleeve.

Word count: ~3.7k (oopsies)

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Warnings: no outbreak AU (Sarah is alive and well, but she isn’t in this), established relationship, smut like lots of it, oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected PIV (wrap it up y’all), overstimulation, soft!joel (idc if he’s OOC, i love that big ol’ softie), so much fluff, hella petnames (baby, darlin, babydoll, honey), reader is female, but has no physical description. NO USE OF Y/N

A/N: this is my first time writing any sort of fanfiction with a developed brain lol. i’ve had this idea for a while since Joel’s been rotting my brain for the past year-ish. i'm also a big fan of Pablo Neruda and i was reading some of his poems while listening to my love song playlist so i was feeling sappy lol. this is based on one of my favorite love songs, Yellow by Coldplay. feel free to listen while you read! shoutout to @gracieheartsspedro for your kind words and for giving me the confidence boost to post 🩷 and thank you to all of y’all for being so sweet to me and welcoming me here with open arms <3

star banner by @benkeibear 🌟

Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you

And everything you do

Yeah, they were all yellow

“Dance with me, honey.” The strumming guitar intro to Yellow by Coldplay flutters through the speaker and invades the cool evening breeze as the sun sets. The moon and stars begin to peek through the cotton candy skies. Joel holds his hand out to you as the two of you unwind in the field behind the remote Texas lake house you two are staying at for the week. A long overdue vacation for the both of you, you’ve spent your last full day basking in the refreshing water of the lake, seeking relief from the brutal Texas summer sun.

You gladly take his hand, flashing him a saccharine smile as you intertwine your fingers with his. “Joel Miller, ever the charmer,” you say as he wraps an arm around your waist. He hides his face in the crook of your neck, bashful like a schoolboy. Your stomach flutters as he still manages to give you butterflies after 3 years of being with him. He quietly rasps the lyrics in your ear.

I came along

I wrote a song for you

He lifts his head up to meet your gaze, matching the saccharine look that adorns your face. His heart is so full, so overwhelmed with how much he loves you. You’ve turned him into a sap, but he wouldn’t change a thing. “You’re so damn beautiful, baby. ‘M almost the luckiest man in the world.” You quirk your brow, a curious smirk lacing your features. “Almost?”

And all the things you do

And it was called Yellow

He twirls you with a smile, eliciting a giggle from you. His chest blooms with warmth - a mixture of bliss and nerves. He twirls you one more time, your head thrown back as you let out a hearty laugh. Suddenly, he’s down on one knee holding the most beautiful ring before he loses his confidence to ask you the most important question of your lives. You turn back to him, a gasp escaping your lungs as tears well in your eyes.

So then I took my turn

Oh what a thing to have done

And it was all yellow

“Almost, darlin’, ‘cause you’ll make me the luckiest man in the world after this. You know me better than anyone, darlin’, so ya know ‘m no good at this type of stuff, but I hope you know that I’ll do anything for you, baby. I didn’t expect to find my other half that day we met. Was just tryna get my coffee and go ‘cause I didn’t wanna be late. But, god, you looked so damn cute in that pretty blue sweater. Most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. So beautiful you distracted me and I spilled my coffee all over ya. ‘M glad I did though, ‘r else I wouldn’t’ve taken ya out to dinner to make it up to you. Ended up bein’ late anyway, but I’d be late everyday if it meant seein’ your pretty lil’ smile. You make me wanna be a better man ‘n I hope ‘m everything you could ever want ‘cause ‘s what you are to me. You're the best partner, best woman, best momma. You’re the best momma to Sarah, honey. Can’t thank ya enough for lovin’ her as your own. You make her, us, me, so goddamn happy, baby. I’d be a damn fool if I didn’t put a ring on your pretty little finger, honey. Shit, ‘m one for not doing this sooner. Thank you for lovin’ me and bein’ so patient with my stubborn ass. I know I ain’t easy to deal with. My knees are killin’ me though, baby, so I got a real important question for you: will you marry me, darlin’?”

Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones

Turn into something beautiful

And you know, you know I love you so

You know I love you so

You’re smiling so hard your face hurts. Tears cascading down your face, which you don’t realize until you taste the salty water on your lips. “Yes, Joel,” you unintentionally whisper, Joel having knocked the air from your lungs. His smile grows wider. He gently slips the ring on your left ring finger. You lean down to kiss him, but he meets you halfway as he goes to stand. He cups your cheeks in his large, warm hands with your hands encompassing his. Pressing a deep kiss to one another’s lips, a kiss full of warmth, life, love - a promise of forever.

“Joel, baby,” you say as you pull away, hands still resting atop his while he delicately holds you. Your voice is wobbly as you’re still silently crying. You’re rendered speechless for the first time in your life. Your heart has never felt this full. You’ve never felt so alive, so complete. “I love you so much. I can’t even put it into words. You’re everything to me and more. I’d be honored to be your wife.” He smiles, tears gleam in his eyes. Joel Miller, the serious, gruff man, is in tears - because of you; a side only reserved for you.

I swam across

I jumped across for you

Oh, what a thing to do

‘Cause you were all yellow

“I meant every word, baby. Every word in that song ‘s true too. ‘S why it’s our song. The stars shine for you, but I think you’re prettier ‘an all the stars in the sky.” He pulls you in for another kiss, just as saccharine as the previous one. You’re both smiling into it. You hum as you pull away. “Baby, what’re you talking about you’re ‘no good at this type of stuff,’ Joel Miller, you’re a poet,” you laugh as you playfully question him. He throws his head back, a belly laugh escaping him. He smiles even bigger as he spots a twinkle in your eye. “Only for you, darlin’.” He moves his hands to your waist again, holding one of your hands in his as he leads you into a dance again. The big, cheesy smiles never leave your faces. Placing your free hand on his shoulder, the two of you sway to the music.

I drew a line, I drew a line for you

Oh, what a thing to do

And it was all yellow

“Forever,” you whisper as you press your nose against his while he sways you both side to side. “Forever,” he repeats. Another kiss is pressed to your lips, a hungrier one, a combination of love and lust. He releases your hand to cup the back of your head while he pulls you in by waist, bringing you closer. You throw your arms around his sturdy middle - the kiss deepens. He licks into your mouth, eliciting a soft moan from you. “Take me to bed, Joel,” you huskily whisper. “Anything for my wife.” You beam at his words. “Not your wife, honey.” “Yet, darlin’. Yet.”

The moon peeks through the window, casting a cool glow on the entire room. The crisp late night breeze ripples the curtains hanging on the window the two of you mindlessly left open as you devoured one another earlier in the evening.

You stir, groggy as you’re awoken by the familiar dull ache in between your legs. Feeling a heavy, but comforting weight on your torso, you turn gently so as to not wake him. Now facing him,Joel’s arm still holds you flushed against his chest.

It’s the middle of the night, the bedside clock flashes 3:30 in small fluorescent blue lights. Both of you spent, as the events of the day having wiped you two out. He slowly, but deliciously wrecked your cunt twice, once with his mouth and once with his cock, before you both drifted off to sleep. He’s still sleeping. He is so beautiful. I’m so lucky.

His plush lips slightly parted as he softly snores. His full lashes lightly kiss his cheeks. Brows pulled into his infamous furrow. You carefully brush the curve of his strong nose, which you rode into the midnight hour, with your left hand. The moonlight catches a glimpse of the ring he gave you just hours ago. A delicate gold band adorning a diamond, 2 smaller stones surrounding it.

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones

Turn into something beautiful

And you know, for you, I’d bleed myself dry

For you, I’d bleed myself dry

Tears well in your eyes as you recall his proposal from the evening. Your heart overflows with content as you admire the man in front of you. You get to fall asleep and wake up like this for the rest of your lives. He is my forever. You softly caress his face, careful not to wake him. Alas, your attempt fails.

Joel begins to stir while you continue to caress his patchy beard as you internally dwell on the thought of being his for eternity. Stretching his taut tan muscles, groaning as he does so. “Ya watchin’ me sleep, babydoll? How long ya been awake?” A sleepy smile creeps onto his face.

“I’m just admiring my gorgeous fiancé’s face. And not very long, only about 5 minutes,” you sigh. His sleepy smile morphs into a toothy grin. “Oh really? I’m sure he can’t be nearly as gorgeous as mine. She’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Your fiancé is a lucky man, honey.” He leans in to press a sleepy kiss to your lips, the two of you smiling into it. It’s soft and sweet, lingering like honey sticking to your lips.

It’s true

Look how they shine for you

He moves his hand from your torso to the back of your head, grasping your hair, deepening the kiss. He pulls you closer, completely flushed against his bare chest. The dull ache in between your legs blooms with desire, transforming into a throbbing need. You moan as his hardening length presses against your exposed cunt. Neither of you bothered to dress before falling asleep.

The kiss grows sloppy as he licks into your mouth, teeth clashing together. You break apart gasping for air. “Joel,” you breathlessly moan as he kisses down your neck and shuffles the two of you so you’re pinned under him. He sucks onto that sensitive spot on your neck near your ear. The spot which he knows drives you crazy.

“Joel,” you moan louder this time. It comes out more desperate than you intended. “Be a good girl and use your words, baby.” He’s so fucking smug, he drives you insane. “Need you, baby. N-need you so bad, Joel,” you gasp as he makes his way down to your breasts.

He hums, sucking a nipple into your mouth as he gropes your other breast, rolling your nipple in between his calloused fingers. “F-fuck, baby. Feels, ah, s-so good,” you say as you arch your back, granting him even more access to your breasts. He moans at your praise, the vibration of it sending shockwaves down your spine to your weeping cunt. Kissing his way down your tummy and finally making his way to where you need him most. Your exposed cunt aches for him to do something - anything.

He hooks both your legs over his shoulders as he kneels off the edge of the bed. He presses soft kisses and nips to your thighs, actively avoiding your throbbing clit. His scruffy beard scratches your thighs, causing more arousal to pool at your sex. Every teasing kiss causes your clit to twitch. He sees it, you know he can, but he continues to act oblivious. You writhe under his touch, growing frustrated as your body yearns for some sort of relief.

“Joel, please, n-no more teas - hmph - teasing” you whine, clearly exasperated. He chuckles at your neediness. “So needy, babydoll. Already fucked your cunt twice last night ‘n you still want more?” “Yes, Joel,” you beg, desperate tears begin to pool in your eyes. “Always want more. Always want you,” you cry out. You quickly see something soften in his eyes, but it disappears just as fast. “Always want you too, darlin’. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of ya. Always do, don’t I?”

Before you could answer, he licks a stripe up your folds, his nose nudging at your clit. Gasping at the relief of finally feeling something, you involuntarily buck your hips up into his face. He places one of his large hands and pushes you back down, the pressure on your stomach causing a new pool of desire to drip from your pussy. You can’t control the moans leaving your lips as he flicks his tongue against your twitching clit. “Joel, f-fuck oh my god, Joel,” you cry out, tugging on his hair.

Your hair tugging elicits a moan from him, the rumble of it causing you to shiver. He eats you out like a starved man, as if he wasn’t doing this just barely 4 hours ago. “Joel, n-need more. P-please, baby.” Obliging your request, he inserts one finger deep inside your pussy, drawing out a high pitched moan from you. He could always reach places you never could, his fingers much larger and thicker than yours.

“Sweetest fuckin’ pussy in the world, baby. My favorite meal,” he says as he inserts another finger into you. Another mewl escapes your lips. He returns his tongue to your clit, relentlessly flicking it. He feels your walls begin to flutter around his fingers as he curls his fingers, hitting your g-spot.

“Right there, Joel! Oh, f-fuck yes, baby.” It sounds obscene as he slurps up your slick while pumping his thick fingers deep into your squelching pussy. You feel light as a feather as your orgasm approaches. “‘s it, baby. Cum for me. Can feel ya squeezing my fingers. Come on, babydoll. Make a mess on my fingers.” He sucks your clit into his mouth causing your orgasm to crash into you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you seize up under his hold, endless moans streaming from your lips.

Lapping at your pussy, he drinks up all of your cum, letting no drop go to waste. He pulls away, giving you a brief moment of relief. The pale moonlight shines onto him, as if he were some sort of deity from above. He is - he is your saving grace.

He pulls himself up and slots his hips between yours. He teases your wet folds by rubbing his hard, pulsating cock up and down against them, slathering himself in the fresh new wave of slick that runs down your weeping cunt. Pre-cum dribbles from his angry, red tip, smearing over your folds. Without warning, he shoves his cock deep into your pussy in one thrust, buried to the hilt.

“Oh fuck Joel! S-so fucking big, so, shit, so deep.” “You can take it, baby. Ya always do.” His pace is brutal, his thick cock brutally kissing your cervix with each thrust. He hikes your legs up, placing your ankles on his shoulders, practically bending you in half. You scream at the new position. You’re so loud, you’re thankful there are no neighbors around here. He’s always so deliciously deep, you’ll never get used to it.

He picks up the pace, your thighs begin to burn and your cunt still aches from being stuffed repeatedly. The line between pain and pleasure blurs, but you feel so damn good. Tears begin to fall from your eyes as you clamp down on him. The pornographic sounds of moans, pants, and your squelching cunt fill the room. You’re already so close as you had no time to come down from your first orgasm.

“Fuck, darlin’. Ya hear that? Hear how fuckin’ wet ya are for me? Feel so fuckin’ good. Can’t believe I get to have this tight little pussy for the rest of my life. ‘S mine. All mine. Can’t wait til, ah, til you’re my pretty little wife.” He groans, as you clench around him. His words spurring you on. “‘S yours, Joel. ‘M yours, all yours, baby,” you manage to slur out. He’s close, you can tell as his thrusts get sloppier. “Come on, baby, gimme another. Need to feel you soak my cock.”

He licks the pad of his thumb and swirls it on your clit. You tumble over the cliff and plummet into your second orgasm. His cock, his fingers, his words, him. It’s all too much. You feel him everywhere. Your vision flashes hot white. The burning coil in your belly snaps as you come undone. A guttural moan escapes from deep within your chest. “Oh fuck, Joel! I’m gonna, ah, ‘m cumming,” you squeal from under him with your eyes rolling back again. You’re cumming again, hard, soaking his cock just like he asked. “Atta girl, baby. Good girl,” he rasps as he fucks you through the waves of your second orgasm. You’re squeezing him so tight you nearly push him out.

His pace is still relentless, not giving you time to come down from your second high. Suddenly, you’re being flipped around as Joel rolls you over him. He lays on his back with you now on top. The new angle has him even deeper than before, if that’s even possible. His cock immediately hits your g-spot again. A choked cry falls from your lips while you try to brace yourself on his broad, sturdy chest.

“‘M close, baby. Fuck, ya feel so fuckin’ good. Cum for me one more time, baby.” His breath is ragged now. You’re a babbling mess as he continues to fuck up into you. “I got you, baby. Just gimme one more. Come on, be a good girl and gimme one last one, babydoll.” He’s fucking up into you hard and fast, his thrusts growing sloppier than ever as he nears his orgasm.

“Baby, I-I can’t,” you hiccup. “Yes, ya can, darlin’. You’re so close, can feel ya clenching ‘round me again. Let go, baby. I got you.” He sits up and pulls you closer, you’re completely flushed against his strong chest now. He wipes your stray tears, his tenderness sends you crashing into your third and final orgasm - one more orgasm than last night. He’s so rough, but so gentle with you at the same time.

A drawn out high-pitched moan escapes you once again, eyes squeezed shut while mewling his name as you clench around him. “Fuck, Joel!” Your soul disappears from your body, floating around somewhere along with your brain. Joel, Joel, Joel being the only thought in your head as his name repeatedly streams from your lips - like a prayer.

He grunts and fucks up into you with three more thrusts before he comes undone. A loud, guttural moan escapes from his lips. He’s babbling as he’s shooting his load into you. “Fuck! ‘S it, honey! Take it, baby, take it! Good girl, shit, fuck, Jesus Christ!” You feel his cum coat your walls as he fills you up. There’s so much cum, it’s dripping from your swollen, wrecked cunt. Joel buries his face in the crook of your neck as you both pant, grappling with reality as you both come down from your highs.

He places tender kisses on your shoulder. Both of you are sticky with salty sweat, the periwinkle moonlight beaming into the room now. You feel a soft kiss brush against your cheek, causing your eyes to flutter open.

“Hi,” he huskily whispers with a gentle smile. “Hi,” you say with a bashful grin, biting your bottom lip while you return back down to Earth. Staring at each other with the same hazy, fucked out gaze, he crashes his lips to yours, lazily kissing you. You taste yourself on his tongue as he languidly slips it into your mouth.

He sighs as you part to lift yourself off him, both of you hissing at the loss of one another. Worry laces his features as you settle on the bed beside him, laying down on his chest. His rapid heartbeat slowly returning to a steady thrum, grounding you back in the present. “You feel okay, baby? Didn’t hurt you, did I?” How on Earth you got so lucky, you’ll never know.

Your gaze softens once more, reaching out to caress his cheek. “I feel absolutely amazing, Joel. You could never hurt me, baby.” He gingerly kisses your palm. Steady breathing and comfortable silence fill the air - postcoital bliss settling amongst you two.

He toys with the ring on your finger as his strong arm rests on your torso, engrossing you in his embrace. “You’re gonna be my wife,” he says as he smiles at you, disbelief and contentment lacing his voice. Love filling his eyes to the brim, just like his heart. Tears well in your eyes once more as you fully drink him in. You’re so full of love and happiness, there is nowhere else for your emotions to go except flowing down your cheeks. Something that happens often as you feel things deeply within your heart. It’s one of the things he loves most about you. “Jus’ means you got lots ‘a love to give in that big ol’ heart ‘a yours, baby,” he once told you.

“I am. There’s nothing more I want in this world than to be your wife.” And that’s the real honest truth. Joel Miller loves hard - particularly you. His tenderness is only reserved for you and Sarah - his girls. You never expected to fall just as hard for him. You only ever heard of this type of love in romance novels; only dreamt of it. Somehow, he managed to tumble his way into your heart that day, literally, when he spilled his coffee on you that fateful morning. Before him, you never fathomed the thought of experiencing a love like this.

He has served you the world and more on a silver platter. His love is the warm sunshine that envelopes you on a beautiful spring day. It is the forest fire that roars higher when you fan the flames, engulfing you in his heart. Joel Miller is the color yellow, his love burning brighter than the stars in the sky. As you love him hard, he loves you harder. To be loved by him for eternity is the greatest gift anyone could ever receive. As long as you live, his love will never die, for you carry it in your heart, everywhere you go.

Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you

And all the things that you do

some moot tags: @nostalxgic @undrthelights @darkroastjoel @pedrospartner @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @modernperplexity @mrsquill @breakfastatjoels @tinygarbage @sin-djarin @jenispunk 🩵

this was so fun to write! got a little sappy at the end, i told y’all i was in my feelings when i wrote this 🤣 i truly do love writing, i just get very in my head about everything. may or may not already be working on a meet-cute prequel for these two 🫣 hope y’all enjoyed this and thank y’all for reading! <3

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller #joel miller tlou #soft!joel miller #joel miller one shot #joel miller fluff #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #joel miller fanfiction #fic: yellow #one shot: yellow #yellow coldplay

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thepersonnamedsam · 11 months

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If it’s possible to have Yellow and Charles from the song prompts

No rush <3

pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

summary: charles is the biggest simp and we all know it, from this prompt list

word count: 1k

warnings: dead mother, short mention of alcoholism, angst, mostly fluff though

note: it was so sweet to write this, thank you for requesting!

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Look at the stars Look how they shine for you

The stars were something very important to you. Your mother, may she rest in peace, was an Astrophysicist. At a young age she already explained the constellations to you. She always told you, that the stars were shining just for you.

You missed her dearly, she died when you were just 11. She was your rock, and she was always behind you. Your father, not having great coping mechanism, started to drink himself to sleep. He was okay during the day, but as soon as the moon had risen, he was drunk.

The stars were your safe haven, always finding comfort in them.

And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow

Your favorite color was yellow, form your bedsheets to your wardrobe, everything was yellow. It was because the stars were mostly shining a white-yellow-y color. When you met Charles, you were wearing an all-yellow outfit, light yellow flowy pants with a yellow corset and some white heels. Your hair in two low buns. You were smiling and laughing over something on your phone. He thought it maybe was your boyfriend, but it was not, it was just a meme.

You looked so graceful, sitting there smiling at your phone, even if you were wearing all yellow. Everything you did seemed beautiful. Something else that Charles noticed, was that you were all alone, just sitting in a parc, not seeming to wait on someone or something.

I came along I wrote a song for you

Charles sat on the bench, not knowing how to speak to you. So, he left after a while. He was so disappointed that he couldn’t talk to you. He went the next day again and the day after tomorrow too. You were sitting there every day and he was too. You did notice him but didn’t pay him any thought.

Charles was so nervous, when he got home, he always felt so creative. He wrote a song for you. Just a simple piano melody, but it was still thoughtful of him. The next time he saw you, he slid a flash drive with his song on it. You smiled, not knowing what Charles was doing.

And it was called Yellow So then I took my turn

At home you listened to the song, and you were mesmerized. It was called yellow. The next day you waited for the mysterious man and wanted to thank him for the beautiful song. But he didn’t come, it was a Wednesday and Charles was on his way to another race week. You waited and waited and waited but he didn’t come. You gave up and just showed up like you used to, not waiting on him anymore.

When he was back on Monday, you were sitting there. He sat down next to you; you looked up and instantly smiled. “I liked the song, thank you for that”, you told him. Charles smiled shyly, looking down at the ground. “Thank you”, his voice quiet.

Oh, what a thing to have done And it was all yellow

You two connected more over time, befriending one another. Meeting outside of the parc and learning things about each other. He now knew why yellow your favorite color was or how the starts are very important to you.

And when Charles went for a stroll, everything he saw was yellow, what have you done to him?

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful

Charles admired everything about you, your skin, your face, your hair, everything was just beautiful. He knew he liked you more than he should, but he couldn’t tell you. But you thought the same thing about him, his bone structure was mesmerizing and his way of taking, you could’ve melted.

You know I love you so

When Charles finally confessed is feelings to you, the first thing you told him was: “You know I love you so much, right?” He smiled and kissed you, feeling like he just won the lottery. All because you wore yellow that day. His song and your reaction brought you two together.

I swam across I jumped across for you

When you visited Charles in Imola for the first time, it rained, heavily. Charles and you walked around, just sightseeing the Italian town a bit. Charles telling you all about the history of the place, being a good tour guide for you.

You were wearing a hat to shield your face. A windblow came and your hat was flying, landing I a big puddle on the other side of the street, so Charles immediately ran across the street to fish your hat out of the water puddle.

I drew a line I drew a line for you

You had drawn Charles before, but always with him not knowing. When you asked Charles to draw him for the first time, he was surprised. He sat as still s humanly possible, not wanting to ruin your picture, be he could never.

And you know, for you, I'd bleed myself dry For you, I'd bleed myself dry

After being finished with your drawing, you showed him. He was impressed, he was so in love with you. He knew, if ever something happened to you, he would do anything to either stop it or heal it. You were his everything. He’d bleed himself dry if that meant you’d live a bit longer.

Look how they shine for you And all the things that you do

The night he sank down on one knee, he first looked at the stars and then back at you, silently asking your mother for permission. When they shined brighter, he took it as his sign to ask you to marry him.

“Will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?”

Of course, you would, looking up to the stars you cried, happy tears of course. You felt your mother with you and as Charles kissed you, you knew that this was the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

#f1 x reader #charles leclerc x reader #f1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #formula one x y/n #formula one #formula 1 #fluff #formula one fluff #yellow aesthetic #coldplay

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starrvsn · 1 year

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chronicles of wally being a golden retriever bf ♡

a/n: hi friends! if you have any requests about golden-retriever!wally or just our baby wally in general please don’t be afraid to send an ask!

wally comes waltzing into your secluded corner of the library. his brows slightly furrowed with a pout on his lips, you don’t notice him at first— but suddenly feeling the presence of another makes you turn to see who is it. perking up at the sight of your boyfriend, greeting him with a soft smile. noticing his expression, your hand comes up to relax them "if you do that you're going to get wrinkles" he lets you press the tension down between his brows lightly melting into your touch, your hand coming down to his cheek. your other hand closing your book, giving him your undivided attention.

"what's up?" you softly ask your thumb caressing the apple of his cheek "what does it mean when someone says you’re my yellow?" he asks in the same tone you were speaking in before, afraid to ruin such a fragile and soft moment, his big round brown eyes boring into yours. the eye contact was intense, intimate. if you didn’t know any better you’d shy away from it but this was you boy, the one who made you smile and laugh everyday. made you happy. you hum in thought– a soft smile quirking on your lips "to be someone's everything, the reason why someone smiles." wally absolutely brightens up after hearing this tackling into a hug making you almost fall back from your seat, arms enveloping around his neck "you're my yellow" you feel his smile in the crook of your neck already imagining the flush on his cheeks. your heart melts at his words, wally although the charming man sometimes is difficult with expressing his feelings– especially with words and most of the time expresses it through actions. with you, though moments like these do not make him afraid to tell you how he feels. he’s the most comfortable with you, the same you are with him.

“you’re my yellow too.” contagious smiles and giggles fill the air as you watch wally shyly looks at you again, cheeks flushed with a grin. hiding his face in his hands, man the things you did to him.

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#alexa play yellow by coldplay <333 #wally clark #wally clark x reader #wally clark imagines #wally clark fanfiction #school spirits wally clark #school spirits fanfiction #milo manheim #milo manheim fanfiction #school spirits

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hydrus101 · 2 months

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Important question for the malev homies: what is your go-to “this is so Malevolent” song? It can be for any character or situation, just which do you connect so viscerally to it that whenever you hear it ur vision whites out and you go a little brainrotty, I’m conducting research

#the research is that I’m making a playlist #I’ll go first: Yellow by Coldplay for Artie&John&Yellow and The Devil Wears a Suit and Tie for Arthur & Kayne #I’m gonna make a mini animatic for both #probably #maybe #“you called it madness’ doesn’t count thats cheating #malevolent #malevolent podcast #hyde's heads

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stay-tiny-ville · 4 months

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Lee Felix

Summary ~ just me in my feels and imagining love by Lee Felix (or just some relationship headcannons I had in mind for Lee Felix)

A.N. - these just pop in my head and I write them down so they may not all be coherent but they make me feel so <3

A.N 2 - I plan on writing more for each Stray Kid member but also Ateez bc I love them with my soul but let me know who you want to see first :)

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Angel, sunshine, love, sweetheart, bun are some names I’d personally see him calling you

My baby :((

The softest love and the most beautiful form of it too

It started with nerves, young love and shaky breaths, sweaty palms and avoiding eye contact

One of the first things he build up the courage to do was physical contact and once he got a taste the addiction became too great

Hand holding, arms around the shoulder or waist, anything to feel your skin

You visit the dorms to hang a lot and the first time you cuddled he could have cried

He love, loves physical contact and everyone knows how he is with the members but he was just so scared to touch you

Either it took him a while to build up the courage or you did it first but either way when you relaxed into his arms he felt his heart palpitate

Hugs.

Ohboy

He will never let go

He holds your head to his chest and sways a bit :((

Back to cuddling I just know he would hum his beautiful low notes and the base would carry you into dreams of him

I personally love to bake a lot but what I would love more than anything is him giving you the mixing job and saying you’re doing the most important part while he does the rest

Playing music and during the upbeat songs he would fight you with flour

And once a slow song plays he pulls you into a slow dance :(((((

Dreads going on tour once he found you

Pre-you he would love getting to see stay and would be so excited once he heard the dates

But while he hugs you at the airport he can’t keep the sobs in

He holds you so fragile yet so firm and wants to mold you into his soul so he’s never apart from you

He babbles out rejection after rejection to the members who try to talk him away from you and it hurts your heart

Bin and Chan have to come physically pry him from you and you almost start crying from how he reaches for you

It was a long year away (I’m kind of thinking of maniac tour bc that was a full year) but not without Chan and Hyunjin begging you to call off work/skip school to come to the continent they were in

He sees you sitting in the hotel room/ at the door/ on his bed/ just casually calling to him and his whole body jerks towards yours like magnets

He runs to you and as soon as you stand 2 feet away he yanks you to him, bending over so his forehead presses against the span of your neck and your head looks over his shoulder at everyone who watches with both soft smiles and watery eyes

You learn he had been having bad heartache for a while, it had been a few months and they were the roughest

He had stared at the polaroid of you in his phone case a lot, the same one that collected some tears over the time

The twin to the one in your own case that holds the same salty wetness

His whole day he carries you wherever he needs to go like a koala attached to him

You’re his heart walking outside his body and he just wants his heart back in his body :((

#lee felix x reader #lee yongbok #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz felix x reader #I may have cried at some point #you can’t tell me he isn’t the personification of Sparks or Yellow by Coldplay I will not hear differently #stray kids felix x reader #felix x reader

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gilbertsanne · 2 months

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saying this now: if i don’t hear a bridgerton orchestral version of yellow by coldplay in s3 you will all hear me on the news.

#polin #bridgerton season three #bridgerton s3 #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #YELLOW BY COLDPLAY IS A POLIN SONG #I NEED IT

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