#i forgot of course that the music is pretty much the best thing ever and i've been listening to it SO MUCH while writing litve
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Blooming Eyes
pairing; collegeathlete!anakinx flowershopworker!reader
summary; After accidentally knocking over another student with her painting, Y/n seems to have caught the eye of him. The same eyes that stare at her, blue and intense have trapped her, so she does what she does best; paint.
word count; 14.5k
warnings; P in v sex, multiple smut scenes, rough sex, romantic sex, mutual pining, obsession, dirty talk, name-calling, dumbification, making out( so much kissing omg), cunnilingus, creampie, etc etc
Working and going to school wasn’t fun, Y/n’s sure nobody has ever said it was. Though, her job was, oddly, pretty nice. She worked in a flower shop for Christ's sake, she was around nice people, and even nicer flowers.
School on the other hand was not as enjoyable. Y/n was in school for painting, and because of these two things people were able to figure her out easily. A sensitive woman who owns multiple cats, some even going as far as labeling her a "crazy cat lady" and trying to decipher her mental health for some reason.
She didn't let that bother her though, she lived a cozy life and for that she was grateful.
"I'll miss you." She pouts at her cat. The fluffy white one, Cherry, brushed against her legs as Y/n crouched, she briefly licked Y/n's fingers before rubbing her furry face against them. The woman smiled softly at the white fluff ball as she swept her hand down the cat's furry back.
"Don't think I forgot about you Mr. Grumpy pants." Y/n smiles as she steps over to her other cat, the broody void named Bear. He was curled up on top of her couch cushion, hiding his pouty face as she baby-talked. "I'll miss you too." The black cat uncurled to stretch and play with Y/n's fingers. She finally grabbed her backpack, the large canvas she had to drag to class, and waved at the two cats before opening and shutting the door to her apartment.
Traffic wasn't too bad, though, she wouldn't mind if it was. She enjoys blasting music and singing as loud as she wants. It was therapeutic. But, as she was pulling into the parking lot infront of the art building, she turned a little too sharp and the canvas in her backseat went flying. A mantra of "shit shit shit shit shit" flew out of her mouth as she parked and prayed it didn't break. Y/n whips around and inspects the item before slumping down in relief.
Now, the worst part, getting this monstrosity into class without injuring her fellow classmates.
"Sorry, 'scuse me." She mutters as she sidesteps and tip-toes through a crowd of people. A large clock sits on the wall of the building she's facing and, of course, it reads ‘9:29’. Her class starts at 9:30, she knows college professors are more lenient but she didn’t get that kind of teacher.
She loves her art class, absolutely adores it, but the teacher is a bit of a stickler and will kick students out if they're more than a minute late. Y/n thankfully spots the brick building just in time. Suddenly, "Go long" is yelled from beside her. Whipping her head around, she spots a student who is obviously an athlete and rolls her eyes, turning back to look in front of her.
But that would, simply, be too easy. Her canvas completely bulldozes over somebody as she turned around for half a second. "Oh my god." She spoke, not at the man on the ground, but at the freshly ripped hole right in the center of her painting. Terror paints her face as she stares at it. "Watch where you're going maybe." One of the guy's friends says.
"My painting.." She says as the man on the ground gets up. She's about to apologize when the clock from before chimes at 9:30, her eyes widen more, if possible, so she offers a mumbled "Sorry" before scrambling off.
"Are you okay, Anakin?"
"Yea...I'm fine." He lets out, still a little stunned. Not at him being basically tackled, but at her. He's never seen her before, but he couldn't think of a better way to run into her. He shakes his head and catches up with his friends, momentarily turning behind him to see if he's able to catch a glimpse of the canvas through the crowd of students.
Y/n successfully makes it on time, she flies down into her seat after setting the canvas on the project table.
"Nice to see you all again." Her teacher begins, but Y/n tunes him out. As she relaxes into her chair she can't help but think back to the guy she rushed into, guilt fills her as she realized she never properly said sorry. She can't even recall what the guy looks like.
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Later that day she walks around the flower shop, fixing up and watering some of the plants. It's so relaxing, she smiles at each one before moving on to the next. Soon the door swings open to a rowdy group of boys, all of them well over 6'0 as they leer over the shelves of flowers. She catches a bit of their conversation, "What do you think she would like? I know I fucked up, flowers will help, trust me. Girls eat that shit up." She rolls her eyes at that, continuing to care for the various flowers.
Unbeknownst to her, a pair of eyes catch her, they continue to lock onto her, even when she disappears into the backroom.
The boys ring the bell on the desk, a little too much and a little too rough. She licks her teeth in annoyance as she steps out to the checkout counter. There's about 4 of them and she'd rather be buried alive than have to talk to them. It's unbelievably intimidating as they stare at her while she's checking out the bouquet of flowers they settled on.
"That'll be $15.99." She mutters, looking up and making eye contact with one of them. His eyes are intense, but not in the same way as the others. She feels hooked, almost like she was lured into a trap. She gulps quietly before looking back down, putting away the money, and offering them change.
"Have a nice day and come again." She says, the last part coming out as they stare at each other once more. They only look away after the door opens and closes again. She's not sure if he looks back at her because she turns and zips into the backroom.
Friday, finally. She doesn't have school today, she only works. Her shift doesn't start until 4.
So, until then, she sits and does nothing. It's wonderful, she adores laying on her couch with her cats. Today was a bit different though, the stranger's eyes appeared in her head at every turning corner. It brought along a wave of goosebumps and quick heartbeats. Y/n has no idea why she's so drawn to him, but she is and it has completely blindsided her.
"Alright guys, I'll be home soon enough." Is said to her cats, more for herself honestly. Her shift went per usual, the people were back to being polite, no rowdy men who are incredibly enticing.
The next day, though, was unusual.
The bells she adores chime and ring as she enters the shop, checking in and greeting Marleen, the store owner. "Anything interesting happen recently?" Y/n asks, trying to make conversation as she gets out the watering can for the flowers. Marleen walks behind the cash register as she thinks, "Kind of, a man came in here and walked around for a little bit the other day, didn't buy anything, and then sat outside on the bench for another 10 minutes before leaving."
Y/n furrows her eyebrows, "That's strange." The conversation ends there as she goes to the back of the green house outside and fills up the can, dragging it back and watering the flowers.
An hour or two goes by before a few people come in, she's snipping some of the leaves as one of them gets her attention. The bell chimes once more behind her but she doesn't look. "Can I help you?" She asks, turning towards the man with a smile on her face. "Yes, would you happen to know anything about taking care of plants?"
She smiles brighter at that, "I do, whats the problem?"
"Well, my cactus is starting to turn a darker green or black color at the bottom and it's becoming softer. I'm not sure what to do." The man says, nibbling his lip. Y/n nods before asking, "How often do you water it per week?"
The man raises his eyebrows, "I water it everyday, is that bad?"
She hums, "There's your issue, root rot. Since it's the spring you only need to water it about every 10 days, that should clear it up. If the rot is more severe you might need to repot and re-soil it."
"I see, thank you so much!" She smiles as they part ways, she goes back to snipping the last of the leaves before retreating back to the backroom to drop off the scissors and then to the counter, waiting for anyone to check out. She spaces out for a second before noticing someone walking up to the front of the counter.
"Hello, did you find everything okay?" She spews off automatically before looking up, seeing it's the man from the other day. Not the loud, obnoxious one, the one with the intense blue eyes.
He softly smiles, "I did." His voice is deep, but inviting and easy to listen to. She grabs the small potted succulent he placed onto the counter before grabbing the scanner and scanning the bottom. She catches his outfit, a black baggy t-shirt and acid-wash black jeans. The simpleness only added to his overall appeal.
"You sure know a lot about plants." He starts, smiling at her. "You must have a lot at home."
She laughs before telling him the price, "I don't actually, I have cats so y'know." She smiles while the man swipes his card, "It'll ask you if you want to add a tip and then you can sign." She says, regarding the card reader. He nods before tapping it a few times and dragging his finger along the screen.
"You look like the type to have cats." He says as he puts his card away, "Is that bad?" Y/n lightly teases. He shakes his head no, "Not at all, it's cute."He says, momentarily reading her name tag. "I'll be sure to come back and ask you for advice if anything happens ." Her heart practically stops in her chest as she laughs, "I'll be expecting you, have a nice day."
"You too, Y/n."
She swallows, watching him leave. "Oh my god." She whispers, she could fill out a diary about him and they only just met. So, thats exactly what she does.
When she returns home, she makes a B-line for the new pocket-sized sketchbook she recently bought. She flips past the drawings of flowers and settles on an empty page. Getting out a pencil and drawing the one thing she remembers the most, his eyes. The intensity of them, his brow bone, she makes sure she incorporates the way they make her feel as well. She even busts out her colored pencils for the blue of his irises.
She would feel embarrassed if she didn't feel a physical feeling before drawing his eyes, her fingers tingle as she draws them, again and again. They stain page after page, some colored, some not. But they all make her feel the same way. When she deems it out of her system for the time being, she checks her clock, stunned to see it was way past 12:00.
But that's okay, the shop isn't open on Sundays.
Her dreams that night were surreal, she fell into his eyes, literally, like they were a hurricane, they swirled her further and further into him. She drowned in his eyes and wouldn’t mind if she did in real life too. When she awakes, there's a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. That day she tries her best to get into her homework and not the alluring customer from her job. At one point she spaces off and doodles along the sides of her psychology homework, it lasts a few moments before she realized what she drew. The same pair of eyes that have been tormenting her, stare back from her homework.
"I'm going crazy." She mumbles, laying her head on the table. Y/n picks herself up after a minute or so. Scribbling down the answer to the last few problems, she throws the paper in her folder and sits down on her couch, chewing her thumbnail anxiously. She's not really sure what's going on with her, she doesn't even know his name. His eyes though, the way they stared at her, brought out a feeling like no other. She decides to occupy herself with tv until she goes to bed, she has art class tomorrow and is well aware of the homework her teacher assigns on Mondays.
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Pulling into her parking space, she makes a mental note on the art supplies she has to buy. The faint thought of taking her drawings of him to the next level startle her. Is this creepy? She hopes not. It's truly addicting to think about him.
"Happy Monday, everyone. As you're probably expecting, I have an assignment for you." Sighs are heard through the class as he keeps going, "Next Monday you will turn in a painting on something that moves you. Doesn't matter what, but make it have meaning." He finishes. Y/n thinks for a moment about what she'd make, she can feel it at the back of her mind though. She doesn't have to really think that hard about it.
Her job was quiet, only two people came in during the 3 hours she's been there. Her shift ends in 10 minutes and she's excited to pick up some new art supplies, creativity is fresh on her mind, it has the tips of her fingers tingle. So much so, she grabs a pad of paper and a pencil and gets to practicing the same pair of eyes she's come to perfect.
The bells chime and she lets out a "Welcome in." As she usually does. She doesn't look at the door as she shades in the pupil of the eye, she can already see his likeliness shining through the paper. She continues adding details to his eyebrows as she senses something.
"Wow, that's amazing." A deep voice says from over her shoulder. Y/n jumps about 6 feet in the air and just barely keeps in her squeal of terror. He stands back and chuckles, "Didn't mean to scare you, you okay?" He asks, putting a comforting hand on her back.
"Oh yea, I'm fine. And thank you." She tries her best to seem not panicky and caught red handed.
"Can I see it?" He asks her, nodding towards the pad of paper. Okay, now it's time to panic. She can't say no, that would be off putting. Maybe he won't notice the resemblance? She inhales, "Sure, here." She scoots over the paper to him. Her heart stutters in her chest and her palms grow clammy the longer he stares at it.
"These seem familiar." He pauses, she could honestly throw up right now, this can't be happening. "I can't put my finger on it."
She exhales, relief settling over her shoulders as he moves back to the front of the small counter, she shuffles the paper onto the shelf below the register, hoping he doesn't connect any dots.
"I actually came here to ask you something. I'm in botany right now and it's not looking too good for me, I saw how good you are with plants, so I was wondering if you would tutor me? ." Y/n widens her eyes, what did she do in her past life to be rewarded like this?
"Oh, yea, I can do that. When are you free?" She's dreamed about asking him that, different context though, usually it's after he declares his love for her and wants to get married. Tutoring is good too though.
"I'm not working at the moment so any time that works for you probably works for me." He smiles, the motion adds a matching expression to her own face.
"Tomorrow at 6:00?"
"Perfect, does my place work? I'll give you my number." He tells her, waiting eagerly for her to reply.
"I can do that, and here." She grabs her phone from her back pocket. Passing it to him, her bottom lip becomes trapped under her front teeth. Their fingers brush against each other’s as he takes the device from her. Y/n swallows, glancing everywhere but him as he continues. "Here." He passes it back to her, he even put in his name. "Anakin." She states looking up at him. There's a gleam in his eyes, she's not sure what it is but it's accompanied by a teasing smile.
"That's me. Well, I just came here to run that by you, thank you again. I'll talk to you later?" He leans on his hands that are flat on the counter, not so subtly towering over her. The intensity in his eyes comes swooping back as she looks up at him. They trace her very being and it feels like she's forgotten how to breathe.
"I'll make sure to text you after my shift." She smiles at him to the best of her ability, it's hard though, she feels like the only person in the world as he looks at her. It's not a bad feeling, not at all, it makes her feel warm and special.
"I'll be looking forward to it." He let's her know as he walks to the door, turning around to speak to her.
When he leaves and is out of her line of sight, she crumbles. Y/n sits down behind the counter to catch her breath. Her face probably looks like a tomato right now, but she doesn't mind-Y/n has bigger problems. Like having to text him. What should she say?
'Hi' sounds too uninterested.
'Hello' sounds too formal.
'Hey' sounds too much.
She decides she'll cross that bridge when she gets there, she has another hour behind the counter before she can leave.
Turns out, that hour was pure agony. She spaced out the entire time and it STILL felt like years. But, it's bittersweet. As she sits in her car, face lit by the screen of her phone, the empty message bar sits there, she's typed nothing. Y/n knows she's being dramatic, so she huffs and types against her will.
"Hey, this is Y/n."
Then she basically throws her phone into the passenger seat and takes off. The volume of the radio blasts as she grips the steering wheel with a new found urgency.
Just when she opens her door she remembers the supply store. "Goddamnit." She swears she'll go tomorrow.
"Hi, Babies." She greets her cats as they hang around her legs.
It's not very late so she decides to start on her art project. She has a closet full of canvas', so she flips through them. What would make Anakin's eyes pop the most? Y/n doesn't know why she does this to herself, but she picks the biggest one she owns. This time, though, if it rips, she might attack somebody.
She lays the canvas out on her floor, an array of different black and gray pencils sit around her.
She closes her eyes for a moment, visualizing earlier that day. How his eyes pierced her, how he looked down at her. Blindly, she searches for a pencil. The feel of it on her fingers felt amazing, she cracks open her eyes and gets to work. His eyes fill the entire thing in no time and she feels whole. It didn't take long for her to fully sketch out everything, as she gazes at her newest obsession, it sends a jolt of electricity down her back. She breathes before picking up her phone, lungs soon deflating as she sees a text.
'Thought you forgot about me for a second haha'
She spots the time it was sent, 1 hour ago.
She scrambles to open the message app and type actual words.
'I could never and sorry by the way. I was working on my art project, it really cuts me off from the world lol'
He responds a second later;
'You really are a tortured artist lol'
'Here's my address by the way-->'
Y/n knows she'll have to put that into her gps, she's not the best with directions.
'Thanks, I'll be there at 6. Make sure you have the homework you're struggling with and the class textbook'
'I gotchu'
The conversation ends there, she can finally breathe.
School was, well, school, nothing ever happens in her math or english classes. Per usual, her job was the most exciting part of her day that didn't involve Anakin.
So, when she leaves work and heads to the supply store, she picks up the right paint and decides if she needs more brushes or not. As she tosses them in her backseat, she checks the time on her phone, "You have to be kidding me." She grumbles, 5:50. Her fingers quickly punch in his address before she's pulling out of the parking lot. He lives about 15 minutes away and it makes her kind of want to drive off the bridge she's currently driving over.
She speeds the entire way there, thankfully arriving 13 minutes later instead of 15.
In her scrambled state she forgets who's door she's knocking on for a moment, the fear of being late taking over her mind completely. So when Anakin opens the door she grips the wall beside her for support. "Well well, seems you're about 14 minutes late, tsk tsk." He teases as he holds the door open for her.
"I'm so sorry, I had to run to the store to get more paint." She offers, slipping her shoes off.
"Art project you were talking about last night?' Anakin asks, closing the door. Y/n nods, muttering a 'Yea'.
"When am I gonna be able to see it? If it's taking so much of your time it must be good."
Her eyes widen, he wasn't able to decipher the quick sketch at her job, but he would absolutely tell with her painting. She tries to hide her panic, "Maybe if you pass botany." She teases, following him to wherever he's set up at. They come up to his dining room table, papers and textbooks are arranged nicely, it makes her smile.
He takes a seat and pats the one next to him, "C'mon Ms. Artist. Tell me about plants."
She giggles as they begin.
Everything is going well, he's getting questions right and seems fairly knowledgeable on the topic.
"Are you sure you need help? You're doing great, I could hire you at my shop." He gives her a shrug and a laugh, the topic shifting to normal conversation after a little.
"You have two cats?" He asks, body facing her as he leans on an arm.
"Yup, Cherry and Bear, both pieces of my heart." She expects him to laugh at her for saying that, poke fun at her for caring so much for them. But he smiles, "That's cute, I can't lie. Do you have any pictures?" Y/n almost misses his question, her ears still perked up at his compliment.
"Oh, uh, yea." She grabs her phone in her back pocket, swiping through her pictures until she lands on one. Cherry lays on her chest while Bear sits behind her, his head pressed up against the side of her face. It still warms her heart looking at it.
As she shows him the photo, she gauges his reaction. A moment passes. "Wow, that's so cute" He's mumbles, drinking in the photo as she pulls it away, "I know right, they both have such cute faces."
"Oh yea, your cats are cute too."
She laughs at that, trying to not let his obvious flirting ruin her composure right now. As Y/n stares at the photo, the time in the corner of the device catches her attention. "I should go, it's getting late." She says softly, stacking the papers they went over, neatly. She stands and pushes the chair in, until a hand comes up to hers, stopping her from getting too far.
"When are you free again?"
"What, you wanna talk about my cats some more?" She laughs, soon looking up at him again as he stands. The hand on hers doesn't move, only squeezes for a second. A laugh leaves him as he looks away for a moment, a smile present on his face
"No tutoring this time, I was wondering if you just wanted to hang out? No plants."
Her eyebrows raise, "Oh, seriously?"
"If you don't want to thats okay-"
"No!..no, I, that would be nice." She stutters out, swallowing. The hand on hers maneuvers so they're hands are interlocked. She would've peaked down if not for the way he was looking at her. It's like a switch for him honestly, the intensity in his eyes flood back and she has to remind herself to stand correctly.
Anakin sucks in his bottom lip as he stares at her face, soon settling on her lips. He takes the first step, backing her into his table. Their fingers split apart as he leans his hands on the edges of the furniture, blocking her in. "I honestly can't get enough of you, each time I see you it's not enough." He whispers against her parted lips, his right hand coming up to cradle her waist.
"Anakin." She breathes heavily.
"Can I kiss you?" He asks, lips brushing against hers.
Y/n gulps, nodding as she gazes at his eyes then lips.
He doesn't wait a second before connecting with her skin, gently, lightly. The kiss progresses, the last hand on the table drifts to the base of her neck, loosely gripping the skin. Y/n seriously can't get over how big he is, he's so broad and tall. She feels like he could swallow her up with ease and it has her knees weakening.
They eventually drift apart, lingering near each other until he backs up and lets her out of his cage.
"Here." He mumbles, grabbing her hand and leading her to where her shoes sat. She slips them on without tying them.
"Text me when you get home?" Anakin asks, leaning his hand against his door frame as she stands on his porch. A soft chuckle escapes her, "Sure." Before she goes, he leans in, placing a hand on her cheek and leaving a sizzling goodbye kiss on her lips.
"Bye."
After letting him know she got home safe, she pretty much passed out, she's never been through so much in such a short period of time.
She wakes up to a few texts, and each and everyone of them drive her teeth deeper into her, poor, bottom lip.
'Good morning'
"I had a lot of fun last night'
'What are your classes today?'
Y/n composes herself as best she can before replying.
'Good morning! I had a lot of fun too, more than I've had in awhile'
"And I have two classes, psych and geometry’
The bubbles appear and she turns off her phone, closing her eyes and squealing.
'Do you wanna meet up sometime this week? if you're busy thats okay i totally get it'
She giggles at his rambling.
'I'd love to see you, is Friday okay?'
'Friday's great, wanna grab lunch? I'll pick you up'
"Sounds fun, see you then<3'
Was the heart too much? She doesn't know, it felt right in the moment. She honestly wouldn't be surprised if this was another one of her dreams, they're a little too convincing for her liking.
To say the week went slowly is an understatement. But, she has made good progress on her drawing, the vivid blues she used brought out his eyes incredibly. She traced the dried shadows casted onto the skin of his eyelids with her finger, she knew she was fucked.
Friday rolled around, it weighed on her psyche like a brick. Soon, though, the crippling anticipation would be over.
She scanned herself over in the mirror, "You got this, it's just the dude you're infatuated with who likes you back." Saying it out loud did not help, infact, the need to throw up starting growing. Y/n chugged some water before getting the text.
'I'm outside'
She inhaled and said her goodbyes to her cats, shakily closing the apartment door behind her. From the lobby she could spot a black car parked right in front of the stairs, she hoped it was his. It would be really awkward if she opened it and it wasn’t Anakin. Thankfully, though, it was. "Hey" He greeted, leaning his elbow on the center console, eyeing her closely.
"Where we goin?" Y/n asked, buckling in her seatbelt after she shut the door. He made a thoughtful face before saying the name of a cafe place he wanted to try. Her interested was piqued. The drive there made her giggle, the music he was playing made it very..obvious he was a college student. "What?" He asked, turning to her for a second before watching the road again, a matching smile on his face.
"You listen to fuck boy music." She pressed her hand lightly over her mouth as she laughed harder.
A look of faux offense struck his face as he let out an incredulous scoff. "Fuck boy music?" His astounded voice made the situation all the more funny, her stomach even started hurting from laughing so much. "Wow.." He murmured, chuckling some more. He bit his lip and shook his head. After that it was much easier to talk to him, he was easy to converse with surprisingly.
"What drink did you get?” He asks, taking a bite from his bagel. “An iced matcha latte with a shot of vanilla and vanilla sweet cold foam.”
He blinks at her, “Bless you.”
She laughs before taking another sip of her drink, a lock of her hair loosens from behind her ear and hangs in front of her eye. Anakin doesn’t waste a second before his hand is coming up to loop it back in place.
Y/n raises her eyebrows at his eagerness, "What? Couldn't have anything blocking that face of yours." The drink coming up her straw slowly goes back down as she freezes. A blush she hopes isn't as bad as she thinks it is, takes over her face and ears. She's really not used to a guy being this way with her. Anakin watches her, amused, he loves the way she reacts to his advances.
"What time is it? My shift starts at 4." She remembers, playing with her straw.
"2:04."
"I got time, what do you wanna do?" She wonders as he stands up and grabs the paper his bagel came with, throwing it away as they walk out. "Good question, do you wanna go back to your place?" It's an innocent enough question but she raises her eyebrows anyway, teasing him.
"Oh don't give me that look." He smiles, putting an arm around her shoulders. Leaning into her ear he says lowly, "Don't tell me you're already thinking dirty thoughts. You're so cute." His words paired with his tone, the proximity, his arm, and the intoxicating way his lips and breath brush against her ears are too much for her. "Ladies first." He says, back to his smiley self as he opens the passenger door for her.
The way back could be both worse and better at the same time. He rests a hand on her clothed thigh, he doesn't move it, but it's there, and she's acutely aware of it. It singes her skin even through her jeans. Y/n swears he's out for blood right now, she can feel her heart and it's not looking good.
As she unlocks her apartment door, she wouldn't be surprised if she just dropped dead right there.
Her cats, like always, meet her at the door, tails flicking, and cute meows spewing at random moments. Anakin's in awe as he crouches down, letting the animals smell his hands. "They're so cute."
She giggles at his expression, hanging up her purse.
Her cats warm up to him pretty fast, Bear flips over, his furry stomach on display for them both. Anakin gets his cat fix before moving on to her living room. "Very cozy, Ms. Tortured Artist." He jokes, taking a seat on the couch. Y/n laughs, finding the remote, "Oh, please. I swear everyone thinks I'm such an open book."
"That's probably because you are." He smiles, leaning back and manspreading.
"Okay then, guess something about me." She challenges, forgetting the remote to turn and face his smug expression. "Hmm." He looks up at her ceiling in thought before making an 'o' shape with his mouth, "I bet your room is either beige or pink, no in between." Her mouth opens a bit, he actually got it right. Her bedsheets are pink, maybe she is an open book.
"Well, fuck. You got me, it's pink." She laughs, shrugging.
"Of course it is, can I see it? I don't see too many adults with pink rooms." He plays it off, acting like he's completely innocent in this. Y/n nods, standing up to venture down the hallway. She creeks the door open, her lips pursed as she showed him the pink room he completely guessed right on.
"Wow, cute room. I bet you bring all the guys here, hm?" He teases, sitting on the edge of her bed, he pats the space next to him. "You're an ass." Y/n mumbles, sitting next to him. He leans over a bit, "I might be, do you have a problem with that?' He leans in more, scooting over even. He's close again like he was at his house that day.
She shakes her head, her spine tingling at the sensation of his hand wandering to her thigh. It caresses it, almost luring her she feels like. "Good." Is the last thing she hears before he kisses her again. They both lose themselves in the intimate act, need coming from both sides. It gets heavy quickly, a hand is placed around her back, pulling them closer together, the hand on her thigh has migrated to her ass.
Crash!
Anakin was honestly just going to power through it, the feel of her so eager to touch him sent him spiraling. But, of course, she pulls away.
"Give me one moment, okay?" Y/n pants against his lips, an apologetic smile already on her face. He nods, smacking her ass when she gets up. He closes his eyes and breathes, later opening them to glance around her room. It makes him feel something as he takes in the cutesy stuff around him, and that something shoots down to his jeans as they tighten ever so slightly. Stuffed animals littered her pink bed, her desk next to it had cute little stationary sets, random figurines, and a little notebook. He's not sure why it catches his attention but it does, the latch to keep it closed piqued his interest. So, without thinking, he leans for it, swiping it from the table.
The leather rubs against his warm fingertips as he unlatches it, flipping to the first page. "Predictable." He smiles, little sketches of flowers are sprinkled through out it, and the page after it. Just as he gets to the third page she walks in, immediately eyeing her demise in his hands. She snatches it from his hands the second he lays his eyes on, well, his eyes.
"You're so nosy." She laughs it off like she didn't feel her heart lurch in her chest.
"Sorry." He pauses, leaning back to look at her. A new mood swirling through his eyes, new to her at least.
"You really like drawing those eyes, huh?" He smiles, watching as she sits back next to him. "You could say that." She responds, hoping he drops it. He, thankfully, lets go of what he saw, eyeing her on her cute pink bed, the blush on her cheeks, and the timid look on her face. It’s so alluring. “Don't you think you're a little far away?" Anakin asks, ready to tackle her.
"I'm right next to you, our knees are touching."
"Yea, well, I could think of some other things I'd like to be touching other than our knees." He mumbles, loud enough for her to hear. He gazes at her face with an unbreaking stare. Scooting closer, he leans in to graze her ear with his lips.
"Seeing you all shy and blushy on your pretty pink bed really turns me on, if I'm being honest." His voice an octave lower. A moment later he stands up, a teasing smile on his face. "It's 3:10, you should get ready for work." Y/n looks at him with huge eyes, her fists still clenching the sheets under her. She nods, eyes going everywhere before landing on her lap—her mind trying to rationalize what just happened.
"Oh, right." Need has settled in her stomach, it swirls inside her as she walks past him to her closet. Her work uniform was neatly hung up like usual.
"Wow, do I get a show?" Anakin asks, amused as he takes a seat back on her bed. Y/n playfully scoffs, laying her clothes on her bed before taking his hand and guiding him through her house. "Are you kicking me out, Cutie? I thought we had something special." He jokes, putting on his shoes. "You're so annoying." She laughs, opening the door when he's done. "I'll talk to you later, okay? Gotta make sure you don't miss me too much."
"Okay, okay, get out." She laughs again, Anakin puts his arms up in faux defense as he laughs along. "I'll see you later, Cutie." He takes ahold of her chin, guiding their lips together. The kiss is definitely more than a peck, it leaves her wanting more as he pulls away. He offers her a wink before leaving down her building's hallway.
After closing the door, she slides down it. Face pressed into her knees. Images of what happened only minutes prior race through her mind, momentarily stunning her. She's never been so attracted to someone in her life. But, in love or not, she must get to work. As she's undressing to change into her uniform, she can't help but to let her mind wander. What if she did 'give him a show'?, she knows the feeling of his hands against her bare skin would be intoxicating. His already sinful mouth would be hair-raising.
Goosebumps graze over her arms and stomach as she slips on her shirt and tugs on her pants. The entire way there and her entire shift was endured with a heavy heart. She was wrapped so tightly around his finger already. The vulnerability of it all was scary though, she fell so hard and so fast. Yet, she didn't worry too much about it.
That night she lay awake. Skimming her fingers over her lips, replaying the kisses he's shared with her. A warm feeling fills her chest and abdomen as she closes her eyes. Pressing her face into the pillow as she smiles.
—
“Hey, listen, I was wondering if you’d like to come to my game next weekend.” Anakin says, he called her only a moment ago and, obviously, she picked up pretty fast.
“You play sports?” It really wasn’t that surprising, whenever he wore short sleeves his biceps would strain against the material, she could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
“Yea, I play football. I’d love if you came, seeing you there would be great.”
“Sounds fun, I haven’t gone to a football game since I was in high school.” She murmurs into the phone, sitting cross-cross on her floor alongside her painting.
“Well, then you probably don’t know that you’ll need to wear a cheer costume, preferably a size smaller or two.” He teases, jokingly trying to convince her. A laugh comes from her and he can picture her smile.
“Is that so? I’m not sure either of us would enjoy my ass hanging out infront of the entire school.” She chuckles, spinning her brush in the jar of water next to her, soon drying it off on a rag.
“You’re right, you should cheer me on in a more..secluded place, like my bedroom.”
“You’re too much, Anakin.” She pauses for a moment, voice becoming softer as she continues. “I’ll be there, text me what time and stuff, okay?” The man on the other end smiles, “Of course, also. I don’t have a picture of you for your contact, could you send me that one you took of you and your cats you showed me the other day?”
Her eyebrows raise, he was oddly specific. “Sure, why that one specifically?” She wonders aloud, dipping her brush into some of the paint lightly.
“I love that picture of you, I told you I thought you were cute in it.” His deep chuckle has her hand momentarily stalling.
���I thought you were just being horny, if I’m being honest.” She confesses, breathy laugh escaping her.
“Me? Horny? Absolutely not.” Anakin teases, sitting up in his bed. “I will say though, could you blame me? You do something to me, Y/n. It’s difficult not touching you at all times.” He confesses, rubbing his neck with his free hand.
“What, do you like me or something?” She could only think of a limited amount of responses. The topic of sex and all things related stunned her a bit, she wasn’t a virgin but that didn’t mean she was used to his advances or forwardness. She heard his low laugh from the line and laid her brush on the rag for the time being.
“You have no idea, it’s honestly a miracle we’ve made it this far. We haven’t even had sex yet and you’re still keeping up with me. It means a lot.” The sincerity in his voice caught her off guard.
“Does that not usually happen?” She wonders if it’s too much to ask, but she’s curious. He sighs before answering.
“I don’t have the best..track record with relationships. I feel like sometimes all people boil me down to is sex, so, it’s refreshing that we haven’t done anything yet and you still wanna hang out with me.” His answer honestly made her wanna cry, she couldn’t imagine being used in such a way—multiple times.
"I'm so sorry. If it means anything, that's probably the last thing I'd ever do. I know I don't show my feelings much...but I really like you. It kinda scares me honestly." She held her breath at the confession, scared of what he'll reply with.
"Yea? You like me? What do you like about me exactly?" And there he was, back to his old teasing self. Y/n laughs loudly at his sudden change in tone.
"Do you actually want a list?" She smiles, absentmindedly grabbing her brush and twirling it in the dark-colored water.
"Oh absolutely, lay it on me, Cutie."
"Hmm, well, I really like how forward you are. You saying you'd like to see me and stuff, the guys I've dated in the past tried to be all cool and anti-feelings. It's nice knowing what you're thinking."
"How could I ever hide how I feel about you?" He sighed, running a hand through his sandy curls.
"Plus, it really helps that you're sexy." She had to say it, it had to be known. It was the truth, she couldn't be blamed. Anakin snorts at that.
"You're so cute, I just wanna pinch your cheeks." He teases, goofy smile on his face.
The call, unfortunately, ends a little after that. She has one day to finish the painting, it only needed some final touches so she was happy tomorrow was Sunday.
Said day went nicely. She finished the painting completely and couldn't be happier with it. She honestly doesn't know how she did it but she truly encompassed Anakin onto the canvas. Looking at it brought a warm feeling to her body, it swam from her heart, to her stomach, and to her limbs.
--
"Alright, there are two piles. One is the normal turn in pile, and the other is the turn in pile for the University’s art show next Friday night. Now, I will warn you, not everyone who enters will be in the show. We are looking for the best the class has to offer, if you don't get picked that's okay. There will always be more."
Y/n thinks heavily about her decision, she can't possibly pass up an opportunity like this. So, she breathes and adds it to the art show pile. She tries her best to not dwell on it too much, she knows if she overthinks she'll end up panicking and changing her decision. The teacher tells them their homework for the week, but it's nothing to fret over. Because this project was so big he only asked for some simple sketches and drawings.
By the time she makes it out of class her phone pings, an email. Apparently, her teacher for her last class of the day is sick so class is cancelled. She shrugs mentally and decides to head to the library. Her shift doesn't start for a hot minute and she could get some homework done.
She adores the library, especially this one table. It's more towards the back, it's cut off by thick shelves, little to no distraction. It's perfect for homework.
As she walks, she feels her shoulders lift. The painting hanging over her head was done. The obsession with Anakin's eyes painted into reality, it was done. A small smiles lifts her lips as she opens the door to the building the library is located in. The shelves blur together as she walks passed them, they tower over her as usual. The place is fairly empty, aside from one or two students.
She gets closer to the table and crosses her fingers, hoping it's empty. Y/n sighs in relief as she sees it vacant. Sitting in her usual seat, she sets down her backpack and drags out her computer.
Unexpectedly, her phone pings again. This time it isn't an email.
'what class are you in rn?'
Y/n smiles, giddly typing a reply.
'class was cancelled, im doing some homework in the library. it's so quiet in here it’s great’
She leaves it at that, not expecting anything to come from it. So, she plugs in her headphones and shuffles her playlist. Beginning to type her homework. Her head bops to the beat until a pair of hands squeeze her shoulders. It makes her jump, she's honestly not sure if she made a sound or not, her music was a little too loud. She tugs out the earplugs, knowing the culprit already.
"Anakin, you scared me." She breathes, smile on her face as she places a hand on her chest.
"That was kinda the point." He teases, sitting in the seat beside her. "Whatchya working on?"
"My English essay, do you not have a class right now?"
"Technically, it's not a mandatory day. Plus, I'd rather be here with you." He flirts, grabbing her hand that rests on the table. "I missed you."
She can't take her eyes off of him as he tells her that. "I missed you too." Soon, he's nodding at her headphones. "What're you listening to?"
"Oh, Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls, it's one of my favorite songs." She passes him one of the earbuds and restarts it.
As she continues typing her essay, they're both quiet, listening to the love song. Anakin's eyes trail up her arm, to her concentrated face, his eyes soften as he takes her in. The song adding a loving theme song to what he was feeling. She was so close to him, a mere few inches. His hand reaches out to graze her arm, skin free due to the short sleeved shirt she was wearing. It brought comfort to him that he could reach out and know she was there.
Y/n's eyes flick to him at the touch, meeting his gaze quickly.
It's silent between them, the look he's giving her would've probably had her in the hospital a week ago. She's able to keep looking at him now, even through his intense stare. Electricity crackles in the air around them, nothing else matters. Nothing else could matter.
His hand doesn't leave her upper arm as he leans in, romantically connecting their lips. The chorus starts up once again, it's fuel for the desire being poured from them. They push together harder, wanting to be one. The only reason they split is for air. But, the need for closeness is still alive and well. So, he scoots closer, wrapping her in a hug. He mumbles something in her hair, but she doesn’t hear it. The sound of their breathing and heartbeats is the only thing heard after that until Y/n speaks up.
"Do you wanna go to an art show next Friday night with me?" Her voice is quiet, almost like he'd run away if she was too loud.
Pulling away enough to look into her eyes, he answers. "Of course, I'd go anywhere with you."
--
That week they met up a few times, sometimes at school, and sometimes at random restaurants for a date. Anakin was sure he was losing his mind, he's never felt such a way for someone. He was falling for her, very hard and very fast.
After their meet up at the library, Y/n had an idea. Thinking back to when they were on the phone, what if she did wear a cheer costume. Obviously not to the game, but they could celebrate afterward. She wanted to be closer to him, needed the feeling of him. She knew Anakin wanted that too, so she was ready to make it memorable. She orders the skimpy costume off of Amazon and checks that it'll be there before Friday night.
So, when Friday morning rolls around and it ends up in her mailbox she's more than ready for what's to come.
"You're picking me up right?" She asks over the phone, the device is on speaker as she gets undressed, ready to put on the costume under her normal clothing.
"Yea..why do you sound so far away?"
"Oh, sorry. You're on speaker, I'm changing right now." It's not her intention but she'll know Anakin'll get a kick out of that.
"Are you now?"
Then, an incredibly erotic idea falls into her head. As she speaks to Anakin she snaps a picture of herself, she's not wearing anything but the photo stops right above her breasts. They were still very noticeable so she could tease him perfectly. A pout is settled on her face as her hair frames the seductive expression. She sends it and keeps talking like nothing nefarious is happening behind the scenes.
When he stops talking she does too, a smirk making its way onto her face. "Something wrong, Ani?" She's never used the nickname before, but it feels like the right moment to start.
"Fuck, Y/n. You're gonna kill me. I want you so fucking bad, oh my god." His voice is deep and strained.
She ignores the way her body reacts to that as she replies, "Whe are you gonna be here? I miss you."
"Mm, I miss you too, I'll be there in an hour. Be ready for me, yea?” The double meaning of his words tingles up her spine.
--
She checks herself over in the mirror, the small two piece barely covered anything. Her cleavage couldn't be on more of a display, especially since she paired it with her favorite push-up bra. The small, red, pleated skirt didn't even cover half of her ass, and she paired that with a matching lace thong.
The text that he was waiting for her outside came sooner than she expected so she threw on some baggy clothes and grabbed her things. Making her way to him.
Shocking to nobody, once she sat in his passenger seat he was on her. Hand on her neck as he pressed a searing kiss on her welcoming lips. It would've gone on longer if she didn't remind him of where they were going.
"You're so lucky my game saved you, I don't think I could've held myself back after that photo you sent." He threatened, pulling out of the parking lot. "Don't threaten me with a good time." She replies, taking his free arm into both of hers. She practically hugged him the entire way there.
"You wait in the stands for me, okay? I'll be looking for you." Anakin said, closing the gap between them again.
"Good luck."
--
As she sat on the lowest bench of the stand, a chill ran up her spine at the thought of what was going to happen once the game was over. The feeling tripled as she spotted him. The look on his face causing a blush to grow on her cheeks.
The game started soon after that, she never really paid attention to sports, so she didn't really know what was going on. She knew enough to get her by, though. She watched him closely, watched as he bulldozed the opposing players. He was one of the tallest on the team so he stood out well. It was unbelievably hot, she couldn't deny the way her thighs clenched together. She was more than ready for the game to be over.
During one of the breaks, he jogs up to the fence next to the stairs of the stands. Calling her over with a nod and a smile. His helmet hung on one of his fingers as he waited for her. "You're doing great." She tells him, smiling proudly.
"It's all because of you, my love." He lightly pants, leaning over the fence to kiss her. Though he tastes like sweat, she didn't mind. The opposite actually, it turned her on even more. And when they split he could see the gleam in her eyes. "As soon as I win this thing we can get outta here, how does that sound?" He moved his damp curls from his face as he spoke, it added to his undeniable sex appeal.
"Sounds good, I'll wait at the car for you afterward." Her hand reaches out to rub at his sticky biceps.
He nods before giving her one last kiss and running back to the field. She gulps, hands sweaty as she sits back down. No doubt having some eyes on her after all that.
She watches him again, this time he's carrying the ball to the other side of the field. The final touchdown of the night. He wins for their team and everyone there loses their mind. Anakin's team surges towards him in awe, she could hardly hear her own thoughts as everyone around her screams and yells. She's immensely proud of him , the need to congratulate him was strong at that point. She realizes though, with everyone jumping around her, she can't see the field. So, she stands on the bench and searches for him. A large smile on her face as she spots him. Watching him so happy made her heart flutter.
As she watches the teams leave the field she clambers down from the bench and makes a B-line for his car. She isn't waiting for long as he tries his best to get through the crowd. The second they meet he's engulfing her smaller frame, her arms wrap around his neck as they kiss probably for the 20th time that day. He's sweaty under the clothes he changed back into, it only makes her wanna take them off.
Anakin presses her back into his car's door, momentarily forgetting where they are. Y/n taps his shoulder as the sound of people talking get closer.
"You did amazing, I'm so proud of you." She praises, pressing another kiss on him.
"All thanks to you, my good luck charm. Do you wanna head outta here?" He smiles, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. She nods before slipping out from under him and getting in the passenger side, telling him to drive to her place. The ride there was pure tension, she played with his calloused hands and praised him more as they neared closer and closer to her building. Neither of them addressed the very obvious pent-up sexual tension suffocating them. Opting for letting it grow--thrive. It would pay off in a matter of time.
Her shutting the apartment door behind her signaled for Anakin to throw his self-control out of the window. He walked her backward with tight hands on her waist as they made out through her apartment, trying to get to her bedroom. Once there, he plants a firm hand on her chest and pushes her down to her bed. The sight of her looking up at him, waiting for him to please her caused more blood to navigate south within him.
“Ever since I saw your cute little room I wanted to do this. Wanted to take you in the most disgusting way possible, see you sob against your pink sheets, all because of me.” He confessed, lowering himself to hover over her.
She couldn’t deny the way that made her feel, all of her ex’s made her feel like a dumb child when they saw her room. So she felt her panties dampen and her thighs rub together at his words. Anakin smirks when he notices the movement. “You like that, Cutie? You like when I talk to you like that?” He leans in to kiss her, cutting off her answer. His skillful tongue licks into her mouth, practically going down her throat the harder he becomes. The kiss is ended with a harsh suck to her tongue.
The man above her continues his assault across her jawline and below her ear, where he begins to get messy with his kisses. He sucks and nibbles all the way down to her collarbones, where he deems she’s wearing too much clothing.
“Take off your shirt for me, Cutie.”
This is it, she gulps as she takes hold of the hem of her shirt and drags it off—showing off the top half of her skimpy cheer costume. He loudly sucks in a breath before pushing her chest back down to the bed and forcefully taking off her pants himself. He throbs in his jeans at seeing the entirety of what she’s wearing.
“What’s all this, baby?” He bites his lip, his hands roaming her exposed skin. A seductive grin takes ahold of his lips as he drinks her in.
“You said you needed a cheerleader, didn’t you?”
“Fuck.” He mumbles, gripping her knees to spread her legs accordingly. Anakin eyes the thong she’s wearing and makes a mental note to stuff them in his pant’s pocket when he gets them off of her. He slots himself in between her welcoming thighs, erection pressing hotly against her clothed cunt. The kisses that were stopped along her collarbones moments ago start up again, now more urgent.
“God, you’re so sexy. All mine too. My little cheerleader.” He breaths against her, making his way down to her cleavage. Nips and sucks are felt at the exposed skin of her breasts, her hips press upwards at that, wanting to feel him. The material of her shirt is pushed up over her bra, then hands snake up her spine to unclasp that too. She shimmies down the straps so he can throw the item behind him.
“I knew you’d have perfect tits.”
He doesn’t waste a second to lick around one of her nipples, taking it in his mouth after a second. A hand gropes the breast that isn’t in his mouth and the other is splayed over the side of her thigh, moving up to grab as much of her ass as it can.
“Anakin.” She moans, arching her back slightly. Her thighs clamp down around his waist, it feeds into the desire that’s beginning to take over his mind. He ruts his hips into her, both of them moaning at the contact. The smell of her arousal floats between both of them, it has him groaning before harshly thrusting against her. “Smell so good, gotta have a taste.” He pulls away, lowering to his knees before she stops him.
“Wait, Anakin. I can’t wait any longer, please—please, fuck me.”
His forehead meets her knee, his teeth pierce his lower lip as he shutters out a breath. “My little cheerleader is such a slut for me already, hm?”
The shirt that clung to his body is taken off, in the sexiest way possible, as well as his pants. Soon, he’s left in his boxers, his very obvious erection strains against the fabric. “Come here.” He grabs her waist as he slides onto the sheets, maneuvering her just the way he wants until she’s propped up on him. His back lays against her pillows as he slips her panties to the side, her leaking cunt pressed deliciously against his clothed cock.
“I can feel how fucking wet you are, is that all for me, Cutie?”
She tries to pay attention to him speak, but the sight of him, abs all sweaty below her, causes her brain to short circuit. “Don’t tell me you’re already all dumb for me.” He hotly stares at her, hand reaching out to grab her chin, making sure she’s looking him in the eye. “I asked you a question.”
She stares with wider hazy eyes, “It’s all for you, Ani. Need you so bad.” She whines, panting already.
He smirks at her state, loving the way she reacts to him. “Show me then, Cutie. Rub your wet little pussy on my cock and I might just fuck you with it.” His eyes are back to the intense ones she knows so well. But this time, he can visibly see how bad they affect her. Taking in a deep breath, she places her shaky hands on his abs before moving her hips. A gasp is heard pretty quickly due to how hard he is, she wonders if it hurts at all.
Weirdly, he finds it that much hotter how her skirt covers where they meet.
“There you go, keep going.” He praises, watching her with lidded eyes. Her head hangs low as she grinds a little harder.
“Fuck.” He rasps, moving his hands to her hips.
Her clit catches his head and ridges a few times and it’s enough to pull a pornographic moan from her. They’re full-on dry humping now, she can even see a wet patch start to grow on his briefs when she pulls up her skirt, it makes him salivate. “I can’t wait any longer.” He groans out, stopping her movements. A hand on her waist keeps her in place as he pushes down his briefs a few inches to grip a hand around himself. Pearls of pre cum ooze down his head and it has her gulping.
“Ready, Cutie?”
Y/n nods, tossing her head back as Anakin runs his cock through her folds before pressing into her. She’s so wet that in one push he’s filled her to the brim. “Anakin.” She weakly moans out, leaning her body forward to push him impossibly deeper inside her.
“Shit, you’re so tight and wet for me. Just like I knew you’d be.”
“You’ve thought of this before?” She asks, knowing the answer. She just wants to hear his dirty words some more. “Of course, I have. Jerked off to the idea of this cute little pussy so many times. You’re better than I imagined.” Her lips quiver at that, it propels her into raising her hips and slamming them down as fast as she’s able to at that moment. The stretch of him is making her delirious, an insatiable hunger taking over her.
“Just like that, Cutie. Doing so good for me.” The praise has her clenching around him. She tries her best to keep a good pace but it’s proving to be difficult, her thighs burn as her body forces her to slow down. The man under her takes notice and grips her waist, sitting up and laying her down beneath him.
He throbs inside of her impatiently, so he grabs her thighs and pushes them closer to her chest, both of them moan at the new angle. The way he’s now kissing her cervix has her turn to pure putty in his hands. “There you go, you’re my dumb little baby, aren’t you? Have I fucked you stupid?” He calls out, eyeing the way she reacts. A smirk finds it’s way on his face as she tries to answer but fails. The grip he has on her thighs tightens as he feels her clench, the fluttering doesn’t stop so he guesses she's close.
Her hand tip toes down to her clit to messily rub, she doesn’t care how or how fast, she just needs the stimulation.
“M’ gonna come.” She moans, tears welling in her eyes at his harsh pace and the words falling from his lips.
“Do it, Slut, come.” He growls, grinding his hips into hers. Anakin watches her face closely as she finishes around him, then he backs up to peak down at the way his cock fills her up to the brim.
“There you go.”
Y/n lazily smiles as he slows down to a stop.
“Don’t think I’m done with you, yet.” He tells her, pulling out to flip her over onto her stomach. His strong hands pull her ass up, pushing her legs apart with his knee. “You look so good like this, pussy ready for me.” His voice is low and gravelly, it has her dripping.
—
The next morning she awoke to the unusual smell of bacon. A hand splays out on the spot next to her, it’s cold. Cracking open an eye, she notices the bed is empty. “Anakin?” Her groggy voice asks to the open air. There’s no response so she pushes herself to her feet, noticing she’s in her panties and what looks like Anakin’s shirt.
Traversing through her apartment, she spots the kitchen and rubs her eyes. Anakin’s tussled hair and toned back was the first thing she saw, “Anakin?”
His ears perk up. Turning around, he smiles, “Good morning, about time you woke up. I was just about to come get you.” He walks over to her, settling his hands on her hips and placing a loving kiss to her cheek. “I made breakfast, go sit down.” He nods to the table. “I didn’t know you were so motherly.” She smiles, sitting down at a chair.
“Just for you.” He murmurs, getting out cups.
Eating breakfast beside him was odd, not in a bad way though. Waking up to him was truly the best feeling. “What time do you work today?” He asks, shoveling the last of his food in his mouth.
“Uhh 4, and tomorrow the shop isn’t open.”
“Oh, so I get you the whole day? I’m honored.” He says as they both get up to put dishes in the sink. Hands on the counter, she turns around to face him. He gladly leans in and traps her between him and the surface, the kiss they shared was sweet, it made her heart swell.
“I should go back to my place to get cleaned up. I’ll miss you.” He punctuates that with a kiss, or two, or three. She giggles in return, teasingly pushing him away as he goes back for more. “When I come back you better be in the same outfit, you look amazing in my clothes.” He leans into her ear to say, playfully nipping at her neck. “Anakin…” She laughs.
—
A few days have passed, Y/n sits at her desk doing her homework as she gets a call. She recognizes that it’s associated with her university. She answers it and her jaw drops. Her painting was accepted into the art show. She springs up from her bed and squeals when the call is over. The first thing she thinks of is telling Anakin, but, maybe it would be better if it was a surprise.
--
“Anakin it’s a school night.”
“We’re adults, Y/n. We’re not in middle school anymore, plus it’ll be fun.” He tries persuading her. Currently his friends and him are going to see a movie, it’s about 9:00 so Y/n is a little worried. She hums from over the phone in thought, “Fine, is your car even big enough for all of us?” She asks, playing with the strings of her sweat pants.
“I’ll pick you up and we’ll meet them there, don’t worry.” Y/n hums again.
“I’ll be there in 15 minutes, okay?”
“Okay.”
As he pulls up to her building, he can’t help but be nervous as well. His friends can be a little…intense, and he knows Y/n is the opposite of that. But he really wants his girlfriend and his friends to meet.
“Hey, Beautiful. I missed you.” He smiles, leaning in to leave a peck on her lips.
“I missed you too, what movie are we watching?”
“The new insidious, it looks really good.”
“A scary movie? You should’ve warned me, I’m gonna embarrass myself even more in front of your friends.” Her doe eyes stare in worry at him, causing his heart to squeeze. “Y/n no, I promise it’ll be okay. If it gets too scary I can..distract you. I’m pretty good at that.” He smiles, driving off. Of course, he would say that.
Y/n wipes her clammy hands on her jeans, remembering how the boys were in the flower shop.
Her boyfriend eyes her from his seat, eyebrows furrowed. "Hey, if this is too much for you we can go back. It's up to you." He grabs at her hands, looking her sincerely in the eyes after he parks. "No no, I'll be fine." He smiles at her, giving her a loving kiss before opening his door. The wind whips her hair in her face as she stands, soon hearing the loud chattering of, who she assumes, are his friends. There's about 4 of them, they're already laughing and pushing each other when they reach the two. They do their guy greeting before turning to her. One of them speaks up first, "You must be Y/n, we've heard a lot about you."
"Oh, good things I hope." She nervously smiles, migrating to holding onto Anakin's hand, she grips it like it's her lifeline. The group quickly starts chatting together, Y/n, obviously, the odd one out. The only thing keeping her from running away was Anakin. As they got their tickets and stood in line for snacks, he wrapped a protective arm around her waist. "What do you want?" He asks, referring to what snacks she wants.
A thoughtful expression is seen on her face as she looks over the food. "Can I get the gummy worms? Oh and a blue slushee." She says, pointing to it on the menu. The cashier types in the order, asking if that's all. He nods, paying for you both, his friends order right after. "I'll pay you back, how much was it?" She starts digging through her purse for her wallet. "Y/n, you don't have to pay me back." He shakes his head, smiling affectionately at her.
"Dude, I didn't know you were so sappy." One of his friends laughs, of course, they all start laughing at him. Except one, she doesn't know his name but she knows she doesn't like him. The way his eyes undress her makes her feel dirty and exposed. The 3 pounds of drinks, popcorn, and candy they get is dispersed amongst them. Since they are college boys, they pick the seats way at the back of the theater. She doesn't mind too much though, having Anakin with her soothes her nerves.
As she sits down, Anakin sits to her left, and to her dismay, the one friend sits to her right. The tension the guy brings has her scooting closer to her boyfriend.
Sitting through the ads was tough, she couldn't constantly keep talking to Anakin since he was talking to his friends, so she had to sit there, eating the popcorn that sat in Anakin's lap.
The lights dimmed as she reached for him, clasping one of his hands in between both of hers.
During the movie she had the weirdest feeling of being watched, it chilled her more than the cold theater air. Or, maybe not. She didn't realize how cold it was until right now.
"Anakin, I'm gonna get my jacket from your car, can you give me your keys?" She whispers.
He nods, digging in his pocket and giving her them. Carefully, she gets up, avoiding knocking into everyone's legs as she sidesteps through the aisle.
Moments later when she turns around from locking the car again, jacket in hand. She spots Anakin, his friends, and a security guard outside by the doors. Eyebrows furrowing, she gets closer, the security guard then goes inside, leaving the rest of the men. "What happened? Are you okay?" She noticed one of the guys with a busted lip and bloody nose.
"Let's go, Y/n." Her boyfriend says sternly, dragging her back to the car by the hand. "Anakin? You're scaring me."
Once they sat in the car, her body turned towards him, "Anakin." She says again, waiting for an explanation. The man sighs, rubbing his hands over his face before muttering. "I punched Cody." She's not sure who that is, but she guesses it's the one with the bleeding nose and lip. "What? Why? I thought you were friends."
He sighs again, looking over at you. "He was saying some stuff about you, that I won't repeat. I couldn't control myself after that, then we got kicked out." Y/n was stunned, what could've he possibly said about her that made Anakin so blood thirsty? "Oh." She was obviously a little hurt, not by him, but by the friend. She thought she was doing a good job at talking to them.
"Don't let him get you down, though. You mean so much to me, Y/n, More than I can put into words, let's go home." He runs a hand through his hair before reversing out of his parking space, a stern look still on his face.
That night when they got to her house, he changed into the clothes he brought over and clung to her. They were both on their sides facing each other in bed, her head pressed into his chest, and a firm arm was around her waist.
"Y/n."
"Hm?"
"Look at me."
She does as he requested and tipped her head up, locking eyes with him even through the darkness. His hand on her waist drifts up to comb through the hair beside her ear, before resting on her neck to pull her lips to his properly.
"I love you." He breaths against her mouth, kissing her once more.
"You do?" She asks, reaching up to press her hand onto his. Nobody except her parents has told her that before, especially with the pure adoration that Anakin held. "Of course, I do. The first time I ever saw you, you ran me over with your painting. I was hooked from the beginning." He smiles, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.
Her eyes widen, "That was you?"
"Yes, and I couldn't be more happy about it." He spoke so close to her lips, they brushed against each other after each word. "I love you too." She responds, initiating the last kiss before they sleep. After that, they broke apart so Anakin could lean his head on top of hers, listening to her breathing slow as she falls asleep.
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Getting through her classes was tough, there was only one more day until the art show. Y/n tried her best not to think too much about it, though.
"Here, Cherry. Here, Bear." She calls, putting food into their dishes. As she sits and pets them while they eat, her mind drifts to what Anakin's reaction might be to seeing his own eyes on display. She can only hope it doesn't weird him out, he's her first boyfriend since her Junior year of high school. He even told her he loves her. But, she knew if he did have an adverse reaction to it, she would understand. Her head lay on her knee as she processes all of her emotions at once.
That day at the shop the bell rang, signaling a customer.
"Welcome in..." She trails off. "Anakin, what are you doing here?" Y/n gasps, eyes sparkling. The man smiles while shrugging. "Just looking around, I suppose." She hums, "Let me know if you need any help, okay?" He nods at her words, stepping around an aisle. It doesn't take him too long to pick out what he's looking for.
He places down a singular rose, readying his wallet. "Alright, that'll be $1.25." He hums in return, plucking out 2 one dollar bills. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay? I'll miss you." Anakin tells her as she gives him his change. "I'll miss you more, Ani." They cement their words with a kiss and then he leaves, waving at her as he does so.
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Her hands visibly shake when she steps up to his car, it’s already dark outside so she hopes he can’t see. Y/n decided to wear a nice looking dress, she thought it would be nice since her art is in the show n all. “Wow, you look amazing. If you change your mind and wanna stay home tonight just lemme know.” He jokes.
“Tempting.” She smiles back as they finish greeting each other.
“I gotta grab my jacket from the trunk, one second.” He says as he pops the trunk open. A moment later he’s running back, half of his body is outside the car he leans inside. "For you." The red rose he bought from her in his hand, the smile that erupts onto her face has her cheeks hurting.
“Anakin, you’re so sweet.”
“Whoops sorry, here’s the rest.” She looks at him confused before he moves fully in front of the open door, a large bouquet of roses sit in his hands.
Instead of her usual sweet reply, she stares at him as he sits down in the driver's seat, the roses taking up quite a bit of space. Her eyebrows are furrowed as her mouth is still open in awe. She tries to stop the feeling of tears but it’s no use, they well up in her eyes and begin to drip and trickle down her cheek.
“Don’t cry, Cutie.” His eyes soften at her.
She gains some courage to reach out and grab the flowers, looking down at them with her, now, very wet cheeks. “You really didn’t have to.” She sniffles, wiping her tears and nose with her sleeve. “I wanted to, I love you, Y/n.”
She sniffles once more, “I love you too. Thank you.” Anakin’s not sure whether she’s thanking him for the flowers or his feelings towards her, but it makes him feel good either way. During the ride she decides to put the flowers in the back, the need to hold onto him after that was strong.
“Where are we going first?” They see a bunch of people around the school, not sure where the official entrance is.
She looks around at the outside venue before pointing to the place she wants to start looking around, knowing her piece is the opposite way.
It was unbelievably nice to look around and chat about the art pieces, some are statues, clay, and of course, paintings. Now, the moment she’s been dwelling on. She spots her painting a few feet down. “Wow, these paintings are so pretty.” Y/n says, trying to make it seem like something wasn’t eating her up inside. The natural speed of their walking, and brief stops, finally brought them to her painting. A sign in front of it spells out his name as the name of the piece, and her name as the author is right under it. Anakin’s hand on her back rubs her clothed skin, as it has been on and off for the past hour. His fingers feel like fire through her dress.
Her senses are heightened, the sound of the ground under their feet, the chatting of people around them, and the wind is all very loud. Her heart beat especially.
She doesn’t say anything as they walk in front of her section. “Heh, this looks like the eyes you always draw.” She gulps at his observation, waiting for him to read the sign. In a confused voice, he lets out a “Y/n..?” As he stares at the vivid blue on the canvas and the sign that has his name as the title of the painting, it all hits him at once. She can’t possibly look at him, she’s already having trouble regulating her breathing. But, he grips her and spins her to face him.
“This..is yours?” He pauses, eyes full of emotion. “You were drawing me? All those sketches I saw..were me?” He searches her eyes for something, anything in the moment.
“I’m sorry if you find it creepy-.” She begins explaining herself, but he cuts her off. “Y/n, no. I love it, more than I can express.” He never imagined anyone would do this, would ever take such an interest in him more than his physical abilities and attractiveness.
“I can’t believe it. Come here.” He says, taking her to a less populated area. Once they’re there, he grabs her face gently. His eyebrows are knit together as tears well in his eyes. “Y/n, I, I never thought I’d meet someone like you. Thank you for loving me."
It didn’t very long for them to make their way to her bed once more, this time was different though. She felt it in the air, in the way he pressed loving kisses to the expanse of her skin. The dress she’s wearing is bunched around her hips as he lays in between them, kissing down her thighs.
“Gonna make you feel good, Cutie.”
His nose nudges her clothed cunt, it has her hips stuttering upwards. He smiles as he carefully prods her with his tongue over her panties, soon settling on her clit to suckle lazily. "Anakin." She whines, the teasing becoming too much for her. Her boyfriend smiles before moving up to the waistband, kissing sultry kisses into her skin and the fabric, it ends with him nipping at the clothing and tugging it down her body with just his teeth. She hopes she doesn't go into cardiac arrest because of him.
His large hands grip her thighs, throwing them over his shoulder and spreading her wide with two fingers. "Such a pretty pussy for me, Cutie." He mumbles into her as he licks firmly up her slit to her clit. Her back reacts first, then her hands get lost in his hair. She's never been eaten out before, the feeling coupled with the perpetrator being Anakin made her mind fuzzy. He eases his tongue inside of her, licking around before he groans. The vibrations pulling a loud moan from Y/n.
"I knew you'd taste good, so perfect for me."
His praise added a new layer of heat to her face and chest, the dress she was wearing suddenly very hot. Anakin narrowed in on her clit, his finger pulled back the hood so he could suck purely on the bundle of nerves. A choked whine leaves her, her back arches fully at the sensitivity. The liquid fire in her gut spreads like lava as she unexpectedly comes, the moans are stuck in her throat as she processes the euphoria flowing through her. His sucking becomes gentler as he prolongs her orgasm.
"You did so good for me, Baby. God, you drive me crazy. You see what you do to me?" He hotly asks, pushing his jeans down enough to grip his erection through his briefs. An ache settles in her pelvis, the need to be filled becoming almost unbearable. "I need you, Anakin. Feel so empty without you." His eyes close for a second before he fully undresses, soon doing the same to her as she pushes the material of her dress up and over her head. The both of them feeling the effects of the other person.
He pushes in and leans down, catching her lips in a kiss. "I love you, Y/n." She mutters back the sentiments, eyes rolling to the back of her head at the initial stretch of him. The veins that line his shaft are felt through her tight walls, it drives her crazy.
"Fuck, so tight for me." He mumbles, dropping so their bodies are pressed flush against each other. His head rests on her neck as he picks up his pace, rutting into her needly. Light lines of red come to life on his back due to her fingernails, the pressure only drives him further into her. The only other sound besides their mixed moaning and groaning is the squelching from how wet she is, Y/n bites her lip in embarrassment, and Anakin's hips stutter.
"So wet for me, love this pussy so much."
A layer of sweat forms between their bodies as he keeps going, and a hand drifts down between them to rub at her clit. His thumb keeps up with his thrusting, only rubbing faster when she cries out. “Gonna come for me, Cutie?” He breathes heavily, planting deep kisses against her neck and chest.
She nods quickly, clinging onto him. “So close for you.” Her voice is a tad hoarse as she speaks up.
“Let go, need to feel you.”
His plead pushes her off the edge. Her hips do as they please and buck up into him, plunging him deep into her. Fireworks set off behind her closed eyelids and her brain lulls to a stop, letting the overwhelming feeling take over her limbs as they shake. Just as she comes out of it a loud groan sounds from him, “Mm, Baby, where do you want me?”
“In me, please come inside me.”
The idea of coming inside her ends it all for him, dirty thoughts and images run through his mind a mile a minute as he shoves himself as deep as he can go. The warmth of him finishing in her has zaps of electricity shooting up and down her spine.
“You did so good, Y/n.” He pants from above her, leaning down to give her a sweet kiss before he pulls out. The sight after he does is picture-worthy, his come leaks out of her and it almost makes Anakin hard again. A moment passes before he takes his middle and ring finger and pushes the rest back inside of her.
“You’re so pretty with my come leaking out of you, my little tortured artist.”
She chuckles out of breath before he speaks up again.
"I know this probably isn't the right time, but y'know how you helped with my botany homework?"
Her eyebrows draw together curiously, "Yes..why?"
"Well, I actually wasn't failing, I had an A in that class but I just wanted an excuse to talk to you more."
Her eyes grow wide at that, an incredulous smile on her face. "Seriously?"
He shrugs, "It worked, didn't it?"
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@steddielovemonth Day 29: Love is going out of your way to do something you know will make them happy @forgottenkanji
Eddie knew a lot of things about Steve. He knew he loved peonies more than roses and listened to folk music when he cooked. He knew he loved sledding in the winter and lake days in the summer. He knew every step of his hair care routine and loved head scratches the most. Above all he knew Steve loved Valentine's Day.
He remembered how Steve would always make sure every girl got at least one rose delivered to them in home room and loved decorating his locker. Always wrote his classmates cards to fill their love boxes and made sure the kids got plenty of chocolate. Watched some special girl get taken on a perfect date each year, wishing for a world it could be him.
He remembers there being no dates last year, Steve looking as forlorn as him. He would find out a couple months later it's because the golden boy had been harbouring an equally massive crush and they promptly got together.
Now this year he vowed to go all out for his sweet boyfriend and give him the Valentine's Day he deserved.
"Eddie you hate Valentine's Day."
"You said it was capitalist bullshit."
"You literally burnt a bouquet once."
Eddie glared at the other Hellfire boys, he'd asked them to the diner to help him plan the best day ever not be attacked.
"That was the old Eddie, a sad gay little teenager, adult Eddie has the prettiest boy in the world to please."
Jeff was looking at him fondly while Grant rolled his eyes and Gareth gagged.
"EW don't call my cousin pretty!"
"We literally perform a song where I do just that."
"GOLDEN GODDESS IS ABOUT STEVE!"
"Hush, Garebear, we have plans to make."
The plan began simple, Robin was to take Steve out for breakfast, well, Steve take her out after she begs. Convincing Robin of the plan was easy since she loves Steve and free food as much as Eddie.
Then, while the boys set up the final surprise, Eddie would meet up with Steve at the arcade with the kids.
"Can't wait til we're home and alone, Eds, nice to have someone on Valentine's Day again."
"Just you wait, sweetheart."
Max would then radio Steve asking him to drive her to the movies for her date (although she was refusing to call it that again) with Lucas. She was also easy to convince, liking free rides.
Eddie would quickly change and rush to Steve's apartment to make dinner, he'd told Max to delay getting ready til Steve got there to stall him. He figured he'd have just enough time before-
Eddie was only halfway through making dinner before he heard the keys in the lock. No, Steve was home early, the candles weren't even lit yet!
"Eddie?"
He felt caught and dejected, all his plans falling through his fingers.
Steve glanced around the apartment, rose petals and unlit candles and the dining table set for two with a bouquet of peonies in a vase. Steve's favourite, spaghetti bubbling away behind Eddie.
"Eds, did you do all this for me?"
There's a certain awe in his voice as he asks. Eddie turns, turning down the heat on the pot and steps towards Steve. He takes his boy's hands gazing at him softly, "Of course, sweetheart, you love Valentine's Day. You're always so busy making it special for everyone else, and you missed last year, I wanted you to get wooed for once."
Steve's eyes are a little misty but he's smiling so Eddie knows he's not upset, "You got home early tho, baby, I haven't even lit the candles or turned on the music," Eddie explained biting his lip softly.
"I'm guessing Max was meant to keep me busy? You didn't tell Sinclair and his mom picked her up," Steve laughed.
"Shit, I knew I forgot something."
Steve kissed his cheek, "I'm going to get changed, think that'll be enough time for you?"
"Knowing you'll take forever with your hair, yeah I'll be ready, angel."
Steve flicked him playfully, "Oi, you love my hair."
Eddie yelped but smiled coyly, "Love messing it up too," he said winking.
Steve blushed and went to his bedroom to change. Eddie quickly finished the food, turned on the radio and lit the candles hoping it all set a romantic mood. Like clockwork he plated the food just as Steve returned to the room.
"Smells delicious, baby, you made my favourite!"
Eddie helped him into his chair, playing up the gentlemen's act, "Anything for you, sunshine." He poured them wine and laughed together as Eddie explained the whole plan, including Gareth's protest which Steve's giggled at. They were now cuddled on the couch, not really watching the movie, more just looking at each other occasionally trading soft kisses.
"Thank you for today, Eds, it really means a lot."
"I want to make every day special for you, Stevie."
"I wanted to ask you something, was going to ask on our anniversary but no-one has ever seen me the way you do."
"You know you can ask me anything, love."
Steve took Eddie's hand, glancing down and playing with his rings, a habit Eddie knew he did when he was nervous, "I wanted to ask if you wanted to move in with me?"
A smile quickly crept across Eddie's face, thought about getting to come home everyday to Steve and wake up every morning to him. Thought about how home had become the boy sitting across from him, wherever he went Eddie always wanted to follow.
"I'd love to move in with you, Stevie."
Neither boy would ever have to spend another day, Valentine's or not, not feeling completely and utterly loved ever again.
#had to end love month with a big fluff piece#ty sandy for running this awesome event#cant wait for the next month challenge#might even be doing one of my own 👀#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie#ficlet#fluff#valentines day#end of love month means end of summer for me here in aus
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Awake
Joe Burrow x reader
You and Joe meet for the first time
It was your last shift. Midnight to 6 AM. The graveyard shift. Besides the fact that the shop was quiet and there wasn’t much to be done, you could play your own music as loud as you wanted at these hours.
Hardly anyone came in, except for the rush of students around 2 AM after the bars closed and they needed a snack or more booze before heading home.
You looked up from behind the counter as the bells on the door rang alerting you that someone had come in. You pretended not to notice him as he wandered the aisles. Most people that were out right now wanted to be left alone. You couldn’t help yourself though, he looked familiar. Dark blonde hair covered by a dark ball cap, tall, muscular, very cute. You squinted trying to think of how you knew him. He looked your way causing you to blush and immediately break eye contact. You worked your hardest to make yourself look busy, immediately fretting over your song choice, hoping to impress him. You succeeded, you could see him mouthing the words to the song playing over the speaker.
“Do you believe in aliens?” He asked.
A weird opening line, but you took it.
“I’m not sure,” you paused “I think there’s some other form of life out there.” You laughed and proceeded to tell him about the astrology course you took one semester and about how beautiful the night sky is.
He hung onto every word before making his way down another aisle. “I’ll see you around.” He said, slipping out of the door before a group of college girls stepped in, gossiping about what happened down town earlier and how one of the football players was definitely flirting with them.
You were lost in the chaos until they shuffled out and things quieted down again. You thought about the guy from earlier.
You turned to start cleaning and closing up the main counter when you heard the familiar bells jingle as the door opened again. There were only 10 minutes until closing. You hoped who ever it was would be quick.
“I forgot to buy something.” You heard a voice behind you and turned to the see the stranger from earlier. He placed a Gatorade and pack of gum on the counter.
“You came all the way for this?” You thought, when in reality you had no clue how far he’d come.
“I like this song.” He looked up and smiled as he pulled out some cash from his wallet.
You gushed about being able to make your own playlist, and how it was the best part of the job. Have the same taste in music suddenly became so important to you.
He stayed around and talked and you finished tidying up and closing.
“Can I walk you out?” He asked. “It’s still pretty dark.” The sun was barely starting to creep over the horizon.
“Sure.” You smiled and grabbed your keys.
“Thanks for keeping me company.” You turned and smiled as you reached your car.
“It was great to meet you.” He stuck out his hand “I’m Joe.” He smiled.
“Y/N.” You smiled back and suddenly it clicked. This was Joe Burrow! As in the Cincinnati Bengals QB Joe Burrow! You tried to keep it cool.
“Could I get your number?” He asked, handing over his phone.
You took it from his hands and added yourself to his contact list. “There ya go!” You smiled and handed the phone back. “See you around?” You asked.
“Of course. Get home safe.” He waved as you climbed into the car.
You were on your way home and the sun was starting to creep up more and more. You were smiling and turning the radio up as your phone buzzed.
Unknown number: It’s Joe. Do you want to go to breakfast?
You smiled and typed back letting him know to pick the place and you’d meet him there.
You’d never felt so alive. Or so awake.
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“Of Course”
Boyfriend!KyojuroRengokuXAFABReader
TW: SFW, Teasing, Fluff
Of course Kyojuro Rengoku going to buy you flowers and ask you on a date even though you live together and have been dating for over two years before you head in to work. He’s a hopeless romantic and believes in putting in effort after all.
Of course he has the entire thing planned down to even purchasing three outfits for you to choose from because the only thing he wants you to do is relax and get pretty. You deserve to be stress free and he wants to make sure that happens.
Of course he calls you to let you know he’s at the door with another bouquet of flowers and dressed to the nines. He’s not about to make you walk all the way to the care. Oh no, he must escort you like the queen that you are.
Of course he surprises you and takes you to the new restaurant you have been raving about for months and reserved a private table on their balcony facing the beautiful sunset that mirrors the lake below it. He knows you hate crowded spaces so he wanted to make sure it was nice and spacious. Even though he’s deaf in one ear, He’s an amazing listener and he only wants the best for his Queen.
Of course he paid extra to have live music play softly in the background as you both are seated and eating. He knows you love the view and why not add music in the mix?
Of course Kyojuro can’t keep his eyes off of you. While you were to busy swooning over the incredible view and the food, he was too busy admiring you. Nothing could compete nor compare to your beauty. The Greek Goddess Aphrodite blessed you and he felt even more blessed to have someone like you. The more he stared, the harder it was not to think of you in more scandalous ways.
Of course he’s going to tease you throughout the date by making sly sexual comments and using the very dessert that you both decided to share as an example on what he plans on doing to you after. After staring at you so much, he just couldn’t help it. And it didn’t help that you flirted back.
Of course after a while of talking, eating and drinking, you both were ready to go home and back up all the talk you were talking earlier. You thought that he wasn’t going to stand on business because again, he is usually a gentleman but not tonight. He wanted you and the liquid sin coursing through his veins only made that desire deepen. You were not ready for what he had in store for you but you knew that you wanted him regardless.
So of course you both left but couldn’t make it past the cars back seat. Thank god the parking garage was empty because if it wasn’t, people would have seen shoes, panty hose, belts and dresses being ripped and thrown all over. You both were so in the moment that you completely forgot to close the car door. It was steamy, sticky and definitely rowdy back there but neither of you cared. It was amazing and definitely worth all the noise.
After such festivities, you feel him suddenly shoot Joan’s start to scramble. It must have been the puzzled look on your face that made him stop and say “We must go back upstairs. I have a present for you that I nearly forgot up there”. And of course you nod. (Good thing you bro ugh something extra to wear)
When your both finally get tidied up and head back upstairs, you start noticing that the restaurant is empty and that the staff are all smiling at the two of you. The entire place had a different feel to it and it made you nervous. You look a kyojuro and he smiles back at you and then tells you to close your eyes. You hesitate at first but you do close them at the end.
From there, you could feel yourself being directed somewhere and the feeling of the cool breeze brushing against your arm signifies you’re back outside. Your unsure what to do but when your finally told to open your eyes, you slowly look down to see your boyfriend down on one knee. His eyes bright and one hand holding a gold box. He says the most beautiful speech you have ever heard and ends it with “Y/N, gorgeous, the love of my life and my little flame, would you do me the honor of being my forever? My wife?”
Of course you tackle him in front of all your family and friends and practically scream “YES” and with a big kiss seal the deal. Why wouldn’t you? He is the love of your life. And as you both cry and embrace each other, fireworks go off in the background letting the world know that you both are now engaged. It’s An amazing feel and a day you both will never forget.
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Needy (Loki x Female Reader)
Summary : You and loki reflect upon your relationship, million things to say to each other but you both feel too needy to say them out loud.
Warning: Fear of abandonment, past trauma
Note : I may consider doing a part two, this is self indulgence at best
You never understood why he chose you of all people, there was nothing special about you, you were just a random girl. If you stood amongst the crowd of a hundreds of women you were pretty sure nobody would crown you with miss pretty of all people so it was hard for you to wrap your head around the fact that the god of mischief wanted you, that he was attracted to you and that he saw you more than just one night of affair. But as the time went by and you felt loved by him, as you felt appreciated by him every day you slowly started to believe that maybe the froglet did get to kiss the prince this time around.
Your relationship with him wasn't perfect, he was a man full of mysteries and a severely tormented past. It took you a long time to get through him, once in a while he would distance himself but he returned to you always.
He was loyal and kind, he cared about you more than anything and you felt that in your heart deep down but you weren't perfect either, people had abandoned you before, one day you had them telling you how much they loved you and the next day they just didn't want you in their life anymore so they ditched you, betrayed you, hurt you.
Sometimes you missed the clear signs of the approaching abandonment. The usual fading you out slowly, the I forgot to see your text, the I didn't have time to call, the I was busy all day, the you're too sensitive. You missed them because you were blinded by your love for them but with time and experience you had learned to read those signs.
And that's why on a vacation to Bali with Loki and the group of Avengers, as you sat and watched him converse through several people at once, you felt neglected and ignored. He was handsome as ever ofcourse, you all were at the beach party and he had a white shirt on that you gifted him recently, he kept it unbuttoned, his toned midriff flexed with every puff of his breath. Thor sat next to him and they had a bunch of ladies trying to earn all of their attention. You were at the bar getting a drink and even with music blaring you could hear the sound of his laughter coursing through the open surrounding.
You looked around and saw Bucky and Natasha cozying up, the captain had a lady on his lap, Clint and Sam had something going on between them, and ofcourse Tony was being Tony. He had booked the beach for a private party and with private parties came the models, the models that currently were salivating over your boyfriend.
Your eyes teared up as you sipped on your drink, all of a sudden you felt out of your element, you didn't belong there, you weren't supposed to be there but Loki asked you to join him and after two years of your time with him that's exactly what you needed, a break away from your busy lives and work, his job as an Avenger kept him busy and you had controlled every last bit of your neediness to not make him run away too.
You figured that after a point of time your emotional neediness and wanting constant assurance from people around you was what drove them away from you so you tried to keep it at bay with Loki, you didn't want to go through another heartbreak, you loved him beyond limits and you weren't ready to lose him too but watching him as a model leaned over the bean bag he was sitting on, you couldn't help but feel needy, she was gorgeous, she wanted him you could tell.
Did he want her? You couldn't tell that but as you looked at her a little longer you wondered why wouldn't he want her? and then you wondered that if it wasn't for you would he fuck her? He must, you heard it all from the gossip mill, the way he used to have a flock of women surrounding him all the time before he met you and you couldn't help but worry if he missed that sort of freedom in his life?
Saying that he was gorgeous would be an insulting understatement, he was a god, a royal prince, a noble Avenger that saved lives now, even before he became one, his reputation as war criminal wasn't something that stopped people from lusting after him, women and men all around the world were desperate to spend one night with him and could have gotten to any length to have a little taste of him, you didn't blame them but then it didn't stop you from feeling inferior.
You felt so needy in that moment as your eyes welled up more and more, you knew you'd lose him someday. It wasn't a matter of if but when, he'd get bored or disinterested, you would do something or say something that would annoy him and that would be it. He would not love you anymore.
"Mmmm you're so handsome babyy.. I gotta tell you that have heard a lot about you" the tall brunette leaning over him giggled as she winked and he couldn't help but chuckle. He had gotten used to the attention he received on Midgard, some cared to stay low-key but there were times like this when women just didn't care to even pretend that they didn't desire him or that they weren't thinking about him fucking them senseless.
"Well all the good things hopefully" he sipped on the drink in his hand as he smirked. A few years ago he might have flirted with her back and forth and taken her to his room but he didn't have to do that anymore, he didn't have to kill his lonely nights into the arms of strangers who only cared for him as long as his cock worked in and out of them.
Now he had you, the first time he saw you amidst the thousands of people he had an inclination, you seemed different, not like the women he surrounded himself with. You seemed kind and generous, adorable at times when you opened up to him and showed him several different shades of you, he found you intriguing and he knew to capture the attention of a woman who wanted more than just one night of fling he'd have to change his ways and show you that he wanted the same.
That he wanted someone he could go to bed with but also wake up alongside, that he wanted a woman he could protect, care and love with everything he owned, that he needed someone to calm him down when he felt his world spinning around him and you did that for him. That's when he fell hard and he knew he'd only grow to love you more and more everyday.
But a few thing never changed. The dark voice in his head always told him that he'd never be enough for you, that with his past and everything he had suffered he'd never be normal, that if he were to show you those parts of him you'd turn your back on him and you'd stop loving him. He felt needy and that's why every time those feelings resurfaced he'd distance himself from you so you won't have to bear the burden of his issues, so you'd continue to love the parts of him that were still lovable. He wanted to keep you for as long as he could before one day you would get fed up of him and leave. It was a matter of when and not if. He knew someday you won't love him anymore and he'd lose you.
"Wow, are you listening to me?" the lady over him clicked her fingers and he stopped thinking for a moment.
"I am..as much as I think you're pleasing to look at I am fortunately taken by a very lovely woman"
"You're taken?" She chuckled as if she couldn't believe him, as if the thought of God of mischief belonging to someone was an alien concept. As if him having a woman willing to love him was absurd to think about.
"You heard what he said lady, piss off now would you?" Thor said to her and she huffed as she turned around to leave, Loki chuckled and patted on his brother's shoulder, thanking him silently. His eyes glanced over you and you chugged on your drink then he saw you storming off so he followed you immediately.
"Y/n?" You heard him calling your name so you turned around and smiled, it was as fake as it could be but you didn't want to tell him that you were overthinking and questioning his love for you "What's wrong love?" He asked you as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, you had a summer dress on that he got for you before you two got here and the moment you put it on he has only been thinking about taking it off your body.
"Nothing I just wanted to rest, music was too loud" you said to him and he hummed. He could sense that you were lying to him, he could always tell.
"Is that it?" He asked you and you nodded, you kissed him softly before you pulled away from him "You can go back and enjoy the party i'm fine..I'll be in the room" you said to him as you tried your best to not think in the moment, because you knew your eyes would tear up and give it all away. He'd know that you were emotionally needy and run away like they all did.
"Ummm okay..call me if you ..need me" he mumbled and his voice was shaky, he didn't know what he had done but he knew he had done something, he had done something to drive you away from him, his heart tumbled up and down as the anxiety overwhelmed him, he knew he had fucked up somehow and that you had realised that he was too much for you. Too needy.
You turned around to leave and your eyes filled up with tears because you wanted to hold him and tell him everything that bothered you.
As the distance grew between you two, his eyes teared up and he mumbled a meek little confession of love but you couldn't hear him, he wanted to say it before but he felt too needy, he knew you'd say it back even if you didn't even love him anymore.
He knew you'd say it to appease his neediness.
#loki#loki x female reader#loki x reader angst#loki x reader fluff#loki x reader fic#post avengers loki#loki x reader#loki x reader insert#loki x you#loki oneshots
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Gravity Falls School-Related Headcanons
Both Dipper and Mabel are good students, although Mabel does occasionally get in trouble for getting distracted/not sitting still/talking in class, however, they're both generally considered to be good kids.
Dipper generally excels in all of his academic subjects, however his favourite subjects are biology and ancient history. He's usually pretty quiet in class, except every now and again he says either the most unhinged or most badass thing ever and everyone is freshly reminded that yes, Dipper Pines is, in fact, in this class (this is heavily inspired by my best friend who is exactly like that). Dipper doesn't hate PhysEd as much as he used to pre-Gravity Falls, however he's still not a huge fan of it.
Mabel's best subjects are the artistic ones, and she is instantly beloved by all the art teachers. She does a ton of extracurriculars, partially because she has a bunch of interests, and also because she has a tendency to join clubs and such because her friends/guys she's interested in are in them, and she has participated to some degree in every school musical she's had the chance to take part in. The only class she really struggles with a lot is maths, because it's 'too boring and logic-y' for her to stay focused on, particularly if Dipper isn't there to help her. She's also a cheerleader, because of course she is.
Friendgroup wise, Mabel has a lot of friendgroups. She has friends from all of her various classes and extracurriculars, friends she knows from elementary school (I had a long mindblank whereupon I forgot the word for 'primary school' in the USA, just thought I should let you know), and of course, she has extrovert-adopted Dipper and his friends. Despite this whole army of friends, she doesn't have any particularly close friends in Piedmont, and if she's asked who her best friend is, she'll respond with Candy and Grenda, who remain the only people who can quite match her energy.
Dipper, meanwhile, has pretty much had the same one best friend, named Ethan DiMarcos, forever. The two of them have very similar interests (although Ethan can't quite match Dipper's enthusiasm for all things paranormal), and tend to keep to themselves much of the time, and have pretty much had each other's back. While I'm not a huge fan of the idea that Dipper has been relentlessly bullied his entire school career and has no friends, it is canon that he has been victim of some bullying, and he's certainly not popular. Post-Gravity Falls, I think he's actually able to stand up to the bullies a little better, and generally he and Ethan have each other's backs. They do have a third friend, Paige Li, who they only met at the beginning of high school, because she was trying to find other DD&MD fans. Paige has had a crush on Dipper for ages, but despite Ethan and Mabel trying to pull strings, nothing is likely ever to come from it. Speaking of Ethan and Mabel, they did date for about a month in ninth grade, which horrified Dipper, especially since he was put in the middle of it when they broke up, thankfully amicably.
Now, I have said plenty about the Pineses, let's talk about what the other characters are like in school:
Candy's best subjects are chemistry, physics and music, and manages to be an impressively good student, despite reading fanfiction in class.
Grenda isn't necessarily the greatest student in most classes, however, she's BRILLIANT at English. For all she lacks in verbally diplomatic skills, she's incredibly smooth on paper. Grenda also, unsurprisingly, is also very good at PhysEd.
Pacifica's best subject is mathematics, and unsurprisingly she excels particularly at any finance-related maths. She's also the star of the school's debate team, because she has the power to crush people in the grip of logic. She also refuses point-blank to join the cheer team, even though they really want her.
Gideon's true calling is the stage, so drama class is his best class, although he's a brilliant student at most subjects.
Wendy and her friends are decidedly not good students, as they're all more interested in having fun and causing trouble than doing work (except Thompson, of course). This results in them being decidedly not the teacher's favourites.
I think that's all I got for now, thanks for reading!
#gravity falls#gravity falls headcanons#dipper pines#mabel pines#pacifica northwest#candy and grenda#wendy corduroy#gideon gleeful#gf headcanons
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just some of my fav content that kpop (boy) groups have put out (very specific!!!)
i spend many an hour on it (like actually just one hour) because i don’t want to work on my wips!!!
nct 127 hit the states: haechan x dallas
HAECHAN SILVER HAIR HAECHAN SILVER HAIR i will never shut up. this and purple and we go up brown/rainbow are his best looks idgaf. they’re just soo cute here and having so much fun and i can’t even believe how fun it looks :(( i wanna have a day like this
nct 127 hit the states: mark x vancouver
such a beautiful scenery and seeing mark be so happy in his hometown w the rest of 127 is so cute. taeil and jungwoo are so funny here too
boynextdoor pretty u cover
SLAYED! nothing more to say. i love bnd performances they ate down period.
beomgyu kids’ café on workman
the editing is so funny in this video PLS and the way the little girls all hated him but the boys were obsessed with him 😭 the café staff are so fun and nice too 👍 i love beomgyu sm
nct dream candy mv
no explanation required. once you candy you never stop candying. the cutest music video EVER i love it so much. nct dream mv’s always EAT. hello future, we go up, chewing gum, go, life is still going on (track video but still cute), hot sauce
txt lo$er=lover office attack version
so creative and fun and they look so good 😋
nct dream rooftop fight
so glad they actually did this bc i was waiting for it for so long 😭 they hyped it up for so many years did NOT disappoint. nct will never not be funny.
stray kids fancy cover
THE WAY I ACTUALLY FORGOT THIS HAPPENED UNTIL JUST NOW WHEN I WAS GOING THROUGH MY YOUTUBE PLAYLIST. omg we moved on too soon
boynextdoor funnextdoor
i’m actually in the process of watching it rn but i’m actually so amazed at how genuine and funny they are?? usually a lot of groups (excluding survival show groups) take a while to warm up to the cameras and talk to them and be natural around them and their members in front of them, but you can really tell how comfortable bnd are with each other and even though they’re warming up the the cameras, they’re so cute about it and so natural and outgoing that it’s not awkward at all and so fun to watch! and on that note….
boynextdoor what? door!
they’re so funny omg also bc why are hybe editors so slay?? will never stop promoting bnd (+zb1!!! love riize too but they have sufficient hype tbh i need bnd appreciation!! 5th gen boy groups let’s gooooo)
zerobaseone zbtv
ok so this list actually isn’t specific anymore but can u blame me. they’re so funny in all of the episodes how am i to choose just one. zb1 are quite literally one of the absolute funniest groups I’ve ever seen. love them sm PLEASE stan before they disband 😞
eunchae star diary with sunghoon and heeseung
EUNCHAE !!!!! she’s so cute i love eunchae star diary 😭 this was more awkward than the jake ni-ki one tbh but it was really cute too 👍 and the way sunghoon kept trying to weasel out the tea from her like leave that girl alone hoon 😭😭
honourable mentions to the kyujin and hiyyih episodes too!! bc it’s so fun to see eunchae with her friends
en o’clock episode 12
the one where they did like the high up line training course thing idk what it’s called and they were wearing camo print like military ish stuff idk man but it’s so funny and their early days r so cute
en o’clock episodes 32 and 33
the irl among us episodes 😭😭
boys planet jelly pop
MY GODDDDDD JELLY POP ZHANG HAO I LOVE U SM. i wish he liked women and was 4 years younger and went to my uni. i purchased many zhang hao pc’s recently. jelly pop my #7 most played song in spotify. i watched it too many times. saved so many edits. ilysm king.
txt idol human theatre when they went to that house
the way the managers lifted taehyun out of the pool gets me every single time 😭😭😭
txt idol human theatre during blue hour era
my fav idol human theatre episode EVER. so funny and i love blue hour era sm‼️
stray kids family 3rd anniversary
skz with wigs will never not be iconic. and why did jeongin and felix lowkey devour acting elderly like???
to do x txt flying yoga episode 83
i love this episode so much actually omfg PLEASEE they’re so funny 😭 kpop idols doing any kind of strenuous movement exercise is my favourite content ever
to do x txt self defense episode 104
this one is CRIMINALLY underrated actually. wdym both parts don’t have 1 million views at least? can’t tell you how many times i had to rewind bc i was enjoying it so much 🫶🫶 i have plans to rewatch this soon so i also can learn some self defense moves.
run bts episode 55
this whole trip starts from ep 53 but them slapping each other’s asses and trying not to laugh is one of the funniest things i’ve ever watched actually,, this was one of the first run bts vids i watched on vlive and it brings me back when i see clips of it 😢
the nct show (nct 2020 but in 2022)
i love LOVE when nct all gets together :( nct 2018 and nct world 2.0 !!!! everything happens for a reason and sungchan and shotaro belong in riize but this video is so fun and they’re all so cute together!! field day episodes!!!!!! this and hybe game caterers fr
007” 00” the nct show
same as previous with extra emphasis on I LOVE THE 00 LINE HOKY FUCK. yangyang ❤️❤️❤️ i need to watch more wayv content i miss him
upper side dreamin’ halloween version behind the scenes
sunoo dancing to mama at the end is peak editing. enha vs ghosts let’s go!!! they’re all so cute and funny in this 🥳🥳 the way ni-ki abandoned the camera man bye 😭
txt magic island mv
words cannot express how much i miss the dream chapter: magic era. how i wish i could find a song that makes me feel the way run away and magic island do. the things i’d do to listen to that album for the first time omfg!!!! anyways this mv and the run away mv make me so emotional like 😭😭😭 also old bts txt lore used to be so confusing to me like i would spend soo so long trying to figure it out
anyways that’s it bc youtube search and sorting history filters are ass so i can’t find many more but i hope at least 1 person finds a new video to watch from this.
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after months of putting it off i finally finished xc3 future redeemed with 25ish hours in yaaaay time to put this thing to rest with some extremely junk thoughts below (with spoilers of course)
i gotta be honest, i wasn't really looking forward to playing through this dlc ever since it was announced. it came out in...what? april? may? i forget, but it was around the time that i was playing the dlc for horizon and then i think totk dropped after that and i just kept using that as excuses to not pick it up and play through it. plus i wasn't a fan of the design for older shulk (yeah yeah i know inspiration from dunban but idk just personal preference that i didn't vibe with it) and well rex is probably my least favorite protagonist tied with the dude from tales of arise (lmao i forgot his name), and really overall i didn't care to play as them again, so i mean not the most perfect material for me to look forward to.
anyways, some positives:
-seeing colony 9 again was cool but the excitement to callbacks to places in xenoblade 1 kind of wore off in xc3. so when i heard the original colony 9 overworld music it didn't make me flip my shit as when i would see references to it in the base game. it was more of a oh that's cool i guess. same with valak mountain even though when i played DE i was so excited to see it again.
-might be because it was a dlc and the world wasn't as unnecessarily huge and empty to explore as in the base game but i actually was having a better time exploring this world than the base game's. finding relics and containers was actually useful and rewarding (and necessary i'd say!) this time around instead of finding your nth useless drop-off container or whatever those things were in the base game that i just stopped bothering to pick up.
-oh in comparison to finding and sending of husks which i again lost incentive to do very early in the game, finding city survivors was better because at least you would get to see colony 9 grow etc.
-the chain attacks are still as fun as ever and FR is no exception. it was great hearing the chain attack music again!
-i felt like the bosses were harder this time around? alpha kicked my butt several times before i was able to beat him. i mean i certainly didn't have the best gems (sorry, not gonna go farming!) and didn't unlock all the slots for accessories/gems/affinity growth but it was a nice change having to be on my toes and carefully plan my chain attacks instead of just doing whatever like i would do in the base game lol.
-glimmer actually? sorry that your dad is rex but your healing powers saved my ass so many times in the last battle that now you get an honorific mention. like...this girl was just ON. TOP. OF. IT. i'm a bit confused about the instrument theme that she had going on though--was this an xc2 reference that i'm forgetting or something? like did pyra/mythra really like music? lol. anyway i really liked her and nikol's friendship and the bits that we got to see of it, it's why i never changed their unity combo because they are besties and they always attack together :) OH and that sidequest that ends with A volunteering to teach glimmer how to play the lute was cute, especially since that sometimes you get to see them practicing together at rest spots. i wish we had gotten more types of those sidequests but well, can't have it all i suppose.
-A. i was very wary about her character starting the dlc but she actually ended up growing on me, design-wise and battle-style wise. her friendship with matthew was interesting and i liked how she would compliment matthew's wild and reckless side. idk not much to say here other than i thought she was cool despite me being judgement about her character initially lol.
-matthew. pretty fun protagonist. it was like having reyn as a protagonist except with a bit more smarts. again i was wary about his character starting off but his personality as a protagonist was refreshing and he was pretty fun to play as, too.
the negatives:
-the secret locations were...pretty lame? they were in the base game as well so idk what i expected. i'd get to a secret location and i'd be like oh....is that it? i don't remember xc2's secret locations or how they'd compare but i know most of the time xc1's would get a little bit more of a reaction from me.
-the affinity scenes oh my god. they were so boring and meaningless to watch most of the time. i think i watched at least like 80% of them and there wasn't really anything that would make me look forward to watching them like xc1 future connected's. i think in one of them you're just talking about the fighting machines that they're building in colony 9? or looking at a tomb?? like idk i certainly wouldn't feel like i was growing my "affinity" with any of the party members! plus the fact that they were just like shots of the scene you were looking at instead of seeing the characters interact (like with FC's) would just make them feel even more souless. idk maybe i'm just so jaded about this whole thing now but i just didn't really feel it when shulk talked about fiora at the overlook park or dunban outside of his house. i guess it also doesn't help that he's talking about them with people who don't know anything about his world so that must be weird to him too. so i mean idk i'd always look forward to the heart-to-hearts in xc1 and affinity scenes in FC and here it was just like maybe one or two that i was like "wow i'm so glad i got to see this!"
-ok this is pretty random and i'm not sure it's a negative but i was just reminded of this when talking about the previous point: towards the end the whole party is walking together towards prison island and within earshot of everyone else shulk is talking to A and he's like "hey, A, when I refused to become a god..." like lmao imagine being nikol or glimmer and hearing THAT sentence. like WHAT hahahaha like SIR what do you mean!!!! anyway!!!
-na'el. i'm sorry but...why am i supposed to care about her again other than she is matthew's sister? she likes kids and likes to play the piano? unlike N who i got to sympathize with after learning his origins, i never really cared much for na'el and actually was like "whatever lady, i don't care much for you!" whenever she'd show up, so i wasn't able to really to connect to matthew's struggle or whatever. like i know she's supposed to remind us of N/moebius with her being like "i don't wanna fight anymore i just want things to stay as peaceful as they are RIGHT NOW in the city!!" but idk i never found her character to be too sympathetic or interesting for me to care about, so her whole thing was just....pretty weak to me which is kinda bad considering how much of the game seems to revolve around her.
-again this isn't exactly a negative but one thing that confused me was that i'm PRETTY sure matthew mentions the queen of keves being imprisoned in the castle, which is something that nia also mentions when you rescue her in the base game. so is the reason why shulk and them are not worried about that atm is because...of the truce...with Z...and...alpha being the main threat?? i mean I GUESS but unless i misunderstood (not sure because as soon as i heard that i was like uhh HELLO??) it just seems kind of weird knowing that melia is captured (unless matthew meant the "fake" melia which to him would be the "real" one since he wouldn't know) and they're just like yep!! that's right! she's imprisoned! anyways.
uhhh this is getting way longer than i wanted it to be so i'm just gonna wrap it up and say yep, that was A DLC alright. i mean again this is just me being jaded but after i finished xc2 and saw that they were trying to connect xc1 with xc2 i was just like...why lol. considering how i thought xc1 ended pretty well?? i just never really cared about how this whole thing would connect, so i don't really remember ANYTHING about xc2 other than how much i did NOT enjoy it, i never played its dlc because i didn't care about the lore. while i was playing the dlc i know some xc2 stuff flew right over my head, and i'm rusty on my xc1 lore, but again, xc2 disappointed me so badly that i just never really bothered to keep up with the overall lore. i enjoyed some parts of xc3 yes but after i finished it i was never like oh i hope they make a dlc of this and that!!! unlike when i finished xc1, where i DID want to play Future Connected because of how miserably things ended for melia in regards to her dead family, her people, her half-sister who apparently hated her (BUT LUCKILY RECONNECTED WITH AT THE END), and her whole hometown being fucking destroyed. might be me being biased because melia is like one of my favorite characters ever but i mean...who wouldn't want to know what would happen post-xc1 to such a tragic character? which is kind of funny to say considering that we more than likely would not have gotten FC if it hadn't been for xc2 lol.
anyway, overall i don't really feel too strongly about this dlc. i was just mostly going through the motions and trying to get it done so i can just move on with my life lol, i got other games to play. like sure it was great seeing the worlds at the end unite once and for all and apparently there were some xenosaga references towards the end to make this whole thing be in the same universe (which flew over my head since i'm not that familiar with xenosaga), so that's cool and all, but idk rex and shulk sacrificing themselves and the game trying to make me feel sad by having nikol and glimmer run up to them because those are their dads!!! ;( just made me shrug and be like "ok i guess??" yeah i'm tired lol.
oh well, for now time to wait for the next game in the xeno series!!!!
#xc3#xc3 criticism#xc3 future redeemed#xenoblade#character hate#junk#god i wanted to keep this short because i don't feel too strongly about any of this but there i go babbling again#i could make this longer but again...i've already spent too much time having conflicting feelings about xc3#i sound like a xenoblade hater but i'm as much of a xenoblade hater as i am a zelda hater and boy do i love zelda games#despite the recent hard times#anyway i'm glad i'm getting through my to-do list of videogames for this year at least!!
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pairing: adam parrish x fem!reader
warnings: none i don’t think
genre: fluff/angst
summary: adam has been ignoring Y/N.
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Adam Parrish was avoiding Y/N and Y/N knew it. After the events of that year, Y/N thought that their friend group had gone through too much to ever separate, but it had been a week since Adam spoke to her. One of her best friends had suddenly began to ignore her existence and she was incredibly confused. He had been in obvious communication with everyone else, but when he saw her, something would come up and he would have to leave.
The week before had been just about the same. Y/N would text everyone to go somewhere and Adam would have work. She would show up at Monmouth and he would have to go study at home. He would walk into Ronan’s room and then walk back out when he saw she was in there. When hanging out as a group, he would sit next to someone other than next to her where he usually sat.
Y/N knew that Adam was having a horrible time at the moment. He was dealing with the aftermath of his father, a new home, and being completely alone in his very personal life, but this ignoring seemed directed towards her specifically. Even Ronan had come up to Y/N and asked her what was up with her and Parrish. She tried to let it go, but after just finding out that one of her best friends was murdered 7 years ago and then thinking she lost another, Y/N didn’t really feel like losing Adam too.
Unfortunately, Adam could not stand to be near Y/N anymore. Everytime he turned around, she was there. He was watching his own life crumble before him and there she was just being so helpful and understanding and kind and so, so pretty. She was being so good to him after he did so many bad things and it made him feel like he was going crazy. Y/N understood why he reacted to things the way he did and she always was there even if she didn’t know what to say. When he thought about it, she had really always been like that the entire time he had known her which was kind and also rather scary.
One day when they were all in The Pig and had the music quite loud, Y/N needed to tell Adam something, but was on the side of his bad ear, so she turned his chin with her fingers and reached over to say it into his working ear and Adam felt an awful flutter of longing and dread flurry around his lower stomach at her touch and the warmth of her breath so close to him. Honestly, he didn’t really know what she said, but saw that she was giggly and smiling when she sat back against the seat so he just smiled at her and pretended he knew what she had said to him. He spent the rest of the drive back trying to push away the red he felt painting his ears and creeping up his cheeks, but couldn’t. She sat next to him, singing and talking, completely oblivious to the torment she had caused him.
They got back to Monmouth that night and before going home, Adam forgot about their fight and pulled Gansey back into the Camaro to tell him what had happened in the backseat of his car only a few minutes before. Gansey asked what the issue was and Adam started to get frustrated because of course Gansey would find that normal. He explained the dread he felt and Gansey had suggested that maybe those were just butterflies and that maybe Adam just had feelings for Y/N. Gansey was too nonchalant and Adam was uncharacteristically freaking out about it.
Adam had immediately shut Gansey down and got out of the Camaro. Why did he feel like throwing up? Gansey shouted behind him to drive safe and that for some reason made Adam so incredibly angry. Why was Gansey acting like having feelings for Y/N was normal? He had been in a fight with Gansey for so long, he regretted telling him anything because now he was even angrier. Why the hell was he so mad right now? To make things worse, apparently Y/N been waiting at the door of Monmouth so she could wave bye before he went home and after seeing her smile he decided he couldn’t see her again until whatever feelings he had for her passed.
Apparently this would take more than two weeks and it was driving everyone crazy. Having enough of it, Y/N had showed up at his apartment, so he wouldn’t have somewhere to run off to or any excuses to make. But then he did. He told her he was just about to leave for work even though he was wearing sweatpants and had very clearly just woken up.
She glared at him and crossed her arms in a way that kind of reminded him of Blue and Ronan at the same time (scary), so he opened his mouth to explain what was going on, but nothing came out. She raised her eyebrows in a way that said go ahead and he once again said nothing when he was really trying to say something. Adam had been caught. He knew that Y/N had caught on and now that he was thinking about it, he realized he hadn’t really even tried to be subtle about avoiding her. He expected her to be angry since he was obviously lying through his teeth and thought that she might storm off or call him out, but was horribly surprised when she started crying.
Y/N felt so silly and so weak. She had come all this way to confront Adam and get an answer out of him and now she was just a blubbering mess at his doorstep all because she felt ignored. Adam stared at Y/N with blatant horror written on his face, feeling like he had been suddenly struck, and reached out to try to usher her inside from the cold.
Y/N avoided his hand and remained where she had been standing. “Why are you angry with me?,” She asked softly, trying to wipe the still active tears from her face.
Once again Adam felt like he had been struck and had nothing to say to his friend who he had made cry. He never wanted to see her crying because of him ever again. Adam’s eyebrows furrowed further than usual and he began to play with a button on the sleeve of his jacket.
“Y/N, I’m not mad at you.,” He responded. “I’m not I just—”
Y/N’s face quickly turned angry, almost cold and she glared at him through her tears in a way that made him stop talking. “What then? You’re just ignoring me? For fun or just because you felt like it? Do you not want to be friends anymore or something?”
Adam gaped at her and felt a burning sensation in his throat that he wished so badly would leave.
“Of course I want to be your friend. I just… It’s just hard to be around you when you’re always so….,” He waved his hands around looking for the word. When he looked at her face it was no longer angry or cold but equally as fearful as the expression on his own features.
“I’m so what?,” She pushed.
“You. You’re so you.,” He responded, a little too harshly per usual.
Her face completely fell and his heart crashed down through his body as he realized he worded that even worse than he thought he did. Y/N began to turn away, already pulling out her car keys, but Adam reached for her arm and pulled her back to face him.
“Adam, let me go. I’m serious. I didn’t do anything to you and I’m not just going to stand here and listen to this!,” Y/N exclaimed, ripping her arm away and looking at him with what only could be described at betrayal. Her Adam. Her best friend and the guy she had been annoyingly in love with for years would never say something like that to her.
Adam fished around for something to clear up what he said, but he found nothing except for her expecting gaze looking back at him so he decided to stare at the concrete instead. What was wrong with him? Why was he constantly being so mean to the people who cared about him? He was beginning to panic and felt that burning sensation in his throat double in volume.
“Adam, please. What’s going on?,” Y/N began to plead, abruptly reaching out to hold his upper arm. “Adam?”
He was ripped from his thoughts by her change in demeanor and was very confused why she suddenly was back to being herself once more. Her eyes were soft and worried and her touch was gentle and—
Why was his face so warm? Oh god, was he tearing up? Her reaction to him was the only answer he needed. Turning away in shame, Adam fought the emotion back and tried to explain with some mumbling nonsense to Y/N that they would talk later and that he needed to go. Y/N’s hand remained on his arm, but he shrugged her off and tried reaching for the door.
“Please don’t close the door. I don’t think I can handle not knowing what’s going on for another day.,” Y/N said, keeping the door from closing.
Adam sighed and look at Y/N’s face, debating his options. He could either close the door and continue to ignore his feelings until she decided she was done waiting for him or he could admit his feelings and have her look at him with pity or maybe even disgust and leave him then too. Something in him told him to bite the bullet, so he racked his brain for how to word his friendship-ending confession.
Y/N could see that his thoughts were paining him so she waited patiently for Adam to answer her. “Whatever it is, you’re not upset with me right?,” Y/N asked once again.
“No. I’m not mad at you.,” Adam responded slowly. “It’s my fault. I didn’t mean to be mean.”
Y/N took his hand in hers and squeezed it lightly, wanting so badly to make up and move on. “It’s okay, honey.”
Adam melted a bit and he let her hold his hand, wishing that he could stay like that forever. “I was avoiding you because I care about you more than a normal person cares about someone.”
Y/N was lost. She looked between his eyes for any indication of what he meant but he just stared back at her as serious as ever.
“I don’t understand. I’m sure a normal person doesn’t care about people the way I care for y’all either.,” Y/N responded. “You’re my favorite people.”
“That’s not—,” Adam started, very frustrated at his inability to say what he wanted to say, so he blurted out what he had been wanting to tell her for the last two years. “No, I’m saying I’m in love with you, Y/N.”
Y/N wasn’t sure she heard him right. Y/N wasn’t sure if she was still breathing actually. And Adam’s heart was beating so loudly he was sure Y/N could hear it from where she was standing. This was the part he had been dreading. The part where Y/N would tell him he was nothing more to her than a good friend or the part where she would laugh right in his face.
“You love me?,” She whispered back, much to Adams’s surprise.
He was in too deep now, so he nodded slowly at her, still holding her hand which he noticed was grasping his own very tightly. His voice shook, but he meant what he said. “I’ve loved you since I can remember knowing you.”
Y/N raised a hand to smooth out the crease on Adam’s forehead, causing him to briefly close his eyes at her touch. She had wanted this for so long. He was so close and so sweet and so pretty and she wanted to cry a little bit.
“I love you.,” She spoke quietly. “I should have told you earlier. I know I tell you all that I love you all the time, but I should’ve made it clear that I loved you differently than the others. I love you, Adam.”
Adam must’ve died that day in the woods. He was either dead or dreaming, but it felt so real. It felt so real and so good. Too good. But Adam was not good. Adam was angry and hurt and damaged and a killer. He had killed a man and Y/N witnessed the whole thing and she was convinced that she still loved him? He grew angry at his doubts and then angry that she looked so sweet despite crying moments before and being angry with him moments before.
Y/N noticed the look on Adam’s face and held both of his hands tightly against her chest, her heart beating against their clasped hands. “I’ve loved you before all this and I love you now. You are what I want. What do you want, Adam?”
“I want you.,” Adam answered without a moment of hesitation.
Y/N cupped the boy’s face and leaned forward, pressing her lips against his for a brief, lovely moment. She remained close to his face, her mouth hovering over his. “Then I’m yours.”
Adam would classify Y/N’s lips as a recognized religion if he could. He was terrified that one day she would realize what he was or that something would soon ruin the happiness he was now feeling.
“Are you sure?,” Adam whispered.
“What are you so scared of?,” She asked gently, breath fanning his cheek. Her hand rested on the side of his face and she was looking at him with the most sincere look in her eyes.
Adam looked between her lips and her eyes, wishing someone could tell him what to do or what to say. He rubbed a thumb over the smooth skin of Y/N’s arm and imagined kissing her again and again.
“You.”
#adam parrish x reader#adam parrish#trchcs#trc headcanon#trcimagines#the raven cycle#trc x reader#trc
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1) Top 5 Zep songs
2) Top 5 most underrated Zep songs
3) Top 5 Jimmy eras
With explanations! Hey, you said you were bored 😝
hello!! im gonna do my best on the explanations because i suck at explaining everything 😂
1) no quarter, when the levee breaks, the song remains the same, heartbreaker, the rover
no quarter: the song in its entirety is an absolute fucking masterpiece, but a few of my favorite things about it is THE riff, organ solo, guitar solo, and robert’s vocals towards the end. it is such a powerful song in my opinion and it’s my favorite hehe
when the levee breaks: i remember when i first listened to this song, and i was just amazed. the drums are so catchy like??? AH it’s what makes the song so special y’know? and the harmonica parts, the guitar.. THE GUITAR! just fucking beautiful. i also love how it ends haha
the song remains the same: literally a song i can just dance to, it’s so happy and upbeat and my favorite lyric is “california sunlight, sweet calcutta rain, honolulu starbright, the song remains the same…” lol it’s great. this song is a 10283727289/10 😊
heartbreaker: once again, THE riff, that swinging bass, so fucking groovy i love it. and of course the iconic guitar solo in this song, no other instruments, just the guitar.. robert’s vocals are so sexy too HAHA
the rover: one of my favorites off of PG, i love how bonzo’s drums start off the song in the beginning and then jimmy’s guitar just comes in.. fucking magical. the guitar throughout the song is like my favorite thing ever, it sounds so good. i love this song so so so so much 😍
2) white summer/black mountain side, traveling riverside blues, sugar mama, for your life, the crunge
white summer/black mountain side: the danelectro. the fucking danelectro. when jimmy performed this song live at RAH 1970 he just seemed so into it, like he was in some sort of trance almost (i mean he seemed like that for every song he performed LMAO) he put his whole heart and soul into this song, it’s so beautiful like.. the vibes i get from it as well.. it’s very mellow but happy. it’s hard to explain i just really enjoy listening to it
traveling riverside blues: squeeze my lemon till the juice runs down my leg.. squeeze it so hard i fall right out of bed 😂 lol but this is my favorite off of coda, the slide guitar is very catchy and the music video for this song is great haha.. didn’t know it even existed till a while ago, i always have to go back and watch it because of something (not jimmy, not him at all..)
sugar mama: i first heard this song on here actually, someone posted it (forgot who😅) and i remember i couldn’t stop listening to it for a little while, i was obsessed. i haven’t listened to it lately but i should i miss it haha. it’s on coda (deluxe edition) and if you haven’t heard it yet, please give it a listen it’s soooo good and for what? my favorite thing is the drums and guitar, how they just work together, y’know.. it’s great
for your life: is this song even underrated? not sure lol but i like it. i don’t know why, but i love robert’s voice in this.. and jimmy’s lil guitar riff haha
the crunge: gonna be appreciating jonesy a lot in this one.. cause SYNTHS, BASS, HELLO?? perfection. he ate this song up😍 it’s definitely different from any other song they wrote, but that’s why i love it.. it’s so fun to listen to. i cannot get enough of the synths. cannot get enough of bbg’s talented, sexy ass😏 also the ending is funny, “where’s that confounded bridge?” so iconic
3) i apologize this post is so goddamn long but i really wanted to answer this ask lol. but i think im gonna put pictures of my fav jimmy eras in this part
hot damn.. long haired, princess pagey era. isn’t this everyone’s favorite jimmy era? cause like i cannot with how pretty he looks. he’s got such a sweet, soft face 🥺 ugh my top favorite for sure
BEARD. BEARD. BEARD.
he looked so sexy with the beard, but also still looked absolutely adorable too at times. i need him LMAO he’s perfect
erm.. THIS! his hair, jesus christ help me.. he looks so good i could cry 😩 also his face started to mature a bit during this time as well, which made him look EVEN MORE handsome (also.. ass in the last gif)
75.
do i even need to explain myself here?
long hair is back.. beautiful face.. 🤭
yardbean jimmy! he’s such a baby i love him i love him i love him i love him 🫶 i wanna just kiss him, n hug him, n hold him ☹️ sweet boy
whew! this was probably the longest post i’ve made ever, especially for an ask.. it’s been an hour LMAO but i hope my explanations were.. understandable, and made sense LOL. thank you @lzep for the ask! love ya❤️
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We've had tìo Félix, but can we get some tìo Agustín in here?
TÌO AGUSTÍN TÌO AGUSTÍN-
"Agustín! Agustín!"
Agustín looked up from his book at Félix, who just poked his head through the door. Julieta decided to take the kid's out with her to work today, and he had the day to relax. Least, he HAD the day to relax.
"What's up?"
"Listen, I forgot today was Dolores's performance at school, and I told Pepa I could manage while SHE helped Julieta in town. So I KINDA need you to watch Camilo."
Agustín raised a brow. Ever since he'd known Félix, he had never been the best with timing and managing things. He ALWAYS managed things the last minute, often getting people to help him out of just nowhere. It was a position Agustín had been in a million times before. Some things just never changed.
"I don't MIND it, but how come you can't just bring him with you?"
Félix's face translated to 'you fucking serious, dude?'.
"He's a kid who JUST got shape shifting powers. I can't focus on him AND her music."
"And Bruno can't watch him? Abuela?"
"Abuela got Bruno on another of those dates she keeps setting up for him. She's gonna be too worried about him to focus on Camilo. Plus you and I both know she's a little. Strict. My boy has confidence, I don't want her to ruin that."
Agustín had to agree. He liked Abuela, but she was a bit. Forceful, strict. She made people feel small, without even trying. That stuff was damaging to his self confidence as a teen (what little he had anyway), so him and Félix agreed to try to avoid Abuela being alone with the kids as much as one could. They didn't hate her in any way, she was great. In small doses. Agustín sighed, putting his book back up on his wife's shelf.
"Fine, fine. But you owe me a drink."
"I'll pick us up something on the way back, something REAL nice. I know a guy."
"When do you NOT, amigo?"
They had a bit of a handshake to seal the deal, before Félix left with Dolores. After wishing Dolores goodluck with her performance (her voice would pair beautifully with her playing, he's heard it before), he went to Camilo's door. He gave it a knock, and stiffened as soon as he saw Abuela step out of it.
"Agustín."
"Abuela. Were you spending time with Camilo?"
"Yes. And his room is fairly close to Julieta's. You'd be amazed how much I can hear from it."
Oh. Shit. He adjusted his tie nervously. Abuela grew to like him eventually, but that didn't mean he ADORED him like Félix.
"Abuela, I can explain. You see-"
"Mi mami would be disappointed if she knew you spoke of Abuela like that."
"I didn't mean- wait. Your...mami?"
Abuela's face looked startled, before she sighed. The woman in front of him groaned, before suddenly turning into Camilo. He huffed bitterly, arms folded.
"Ugh, I HAD you! You were shaking in your fancy socks!"
Agustín sighed in relief. Kid was a pretty good actor, and the voice was pretty damn good.
"Hijole-you CAN'T scare your poor tìo like that. Do you want me to keel over, mijo?"
"Didn't you leave me your glasses in your will?"
"Camilo that was a joke."
"Not to me it wasn't."
Agustín remembered when he used to want a son. He gave a gentle shake of his head, before gently nudging Camilo out of his room.
"How about we forget that for a second, and get you some food. You're hungry, right?"
"But tìa says I can't eat till dinner."
"Well, Julieta isn't here. And if I don't tell her you had a snack, and if you don't tell her, how will she know?"
Camilo nodded, seeming satisfied with the logic. Agustín assumed her 'no snacks' rule was for manners, as this boy was never NOT hungry. Agustín walked him into the kitchen, expecting to find something to heat up. Unfortunately, nothing. Shit, now he was going to have to cook.
"Uh...tìo? You okay?"
"Yep, totally. Fine. How we feel about fruit?"
"I want eggs."
Of course. Of course this kid wanted something that involved fire. It's okay, Agustín, you can cook an egg.
"Okay, one egg-"
"I want five."
"Five-I don't even eat that many eggs!"
"I do."
Agustín thought about arguing that this kid didn't need five eggs, but he decided to just bite the bullet.
"Alright, fine. How do you want your eggs?"
"Scrambled."
Okay, at least he wanted it in the easiest way possible.
"Okay, scrambled. Go sit down and-"
"I wanna help."
"Camilo you can't even reach the counter-"
Camilo immediately turned into Julieta. He put his hands on his hips, looking rather cocky.
"You were saying?"
Well this was surreal, teaching Julieta how to cook. He sighed, and handed him an egg.
"Okay, fine. Crack one egg into this bowl and-CAMILO!"
You ever watched your wife bite into a raw egg? Well today, he had. It dribbled down his face, and he winced at the crunch of the shells.
"Feels weird. I'd eat it without the shells."
Agustín quickly swiped what was in his hand, before tossing it into the trash.
"Please don't. You could get sick. And now you're a mess."
He watched as Camilo sloppily licked the egg off of his mouth and forearms. He will never unsee this as he looked at his wife. He let Camilo watch as he cracked all the eggs, and started to mix them into the bowl. Camilo peered over his shoulder, brow raised.
"So what next?"
"Next, we put butter on the pan, so it doesn't stick. You want to help me with that part- dios."
He'd give Camilo points for enthusiasm at least. But this kid was grabbing a soft stick of butter, and just. Eating it.
"It's salty."
"Yes, yes it is. Since you have it, can you put it in the pan?"
He watched as Camilo smeared the butter on the pan with Julieta's usually dainty fingers. He waited till he seemed he was done, before quickly turning on the stove, and starting to wipe Camilo off. So weird, the skin even FELT like Julieta's.
"You are such a messy boy. If you're not careful, you'll just take a permanent bath."
"Pants on fire."
"I'm not lying! I'm-"
"No I mean your pants are on fire."
Agustín quickly turned to see his butt pressed against the open flame. He yelped as he immediately hopped into the sink, thanking his lucky stars that Pepa was too lazy to drain it this time.
"Thank you. I uh, assume you didn't want toasted buns with your eggs."
Camilo chuckled, offering no help as Agustín stepped out, and poured the eggs into the pan. Camilo clung to his sleeve as he studied the pan, only, looking like Pepa this time. Odd, seeing such a bashful and timid look on the face he'd grown to associate confidence with.
"Don't burn these, please."
"I won't, I won't. We just have to stay here, and focus on it."
Agustín mixed the eggs till they were just a smidge undercooked, before putting it onto a plate. A little salt, and it was done. Camilo immediately sat at the table, turning back into himself. He tucked into his eggs extremely quickly. He recalled, when he was a baby, that he was always in the mood to be fed.
"'S good eggs."
"Thank you. It was nice to cook for you. But you probably shouldn't eat every ingredient along the way."
"But what if I like it? I can't know if I don't try it."
"I mean. That is true. But it can also be unsafe for you, mijo,"
Agustín took his plate as soon as he finished, taking it to the sink and rinsing it off, alongside the pan he cooked with.
"What if you eat something, not knowing it's dirty, or old? Could hurt your pansita, then you won't be able to eat and-oh no."
Camilo was NOT sitting in the chair anymore. Holy shit, he just lost his nephew. Oh Félix was going to kill him, and Pepa was gonna kick his corpse. Okay think, you're five years old with the ability to shapeshift, what do you do? He tried to think, when he heard something fall from the other room. He immediately ran, and saw him. He had knocked down a vase as he tried to climb up his piano. Why? Because Bruno left the jar of cookies on top of his piano. Half the time his instrument was used as a table, which he hated tremendously.
He immediately dove in to grab Camilo, knocking over the jar, and making it fall on some of his keys as they fell onto the floor. It didn't break, thankfully, but the loud sound hurt his damn ears. He was about to scold Camilo, when he laughed.
"Wait, was that sound?"
"The...piano? You've heard it before."
"Not like THAT! It always sounds like wussy music, like the kind Dolores plays. I liked what THAT was!"
He set Camilo down on the stool as he picked up the jar from the floor.
"I mean, the piano does way more than just sweet songs. I can play something different, if you'll sit there and listen."
Camilo looked at him with big ol' eyes, and nodded eagerly. Agustín sat down next to him, and immediately knew which song to play.
"Okay, this one is one of my favorites. It's called 'flight of the Bumblebee'. Now try to follow my hands."
The one thing Agustín didn't fumble on, was the piano. It made him feel in control, it made him feel like he can do absolutely anything. His fingers flew by themselves, he hardly paid attention to the keys. And Camilo just watched. He was amazed, fascinated even. When he finished, he was expecting just praise, maybe a song request. He didn't get that.
"Can you teach ME how to do that?"
"What? You wanna learn how to play? Really?"
Camilo nodded, reaching over to press a random assortment of keys, seeming to experiment.
"Yeah! That was cool! And it wasn't boring like your usual music! Can you teach me? Please?"
Agustín chuckled. He'd taught his daughters, surely this wouldn't be too difficult.
"If you'd really like to, I'd be honored. Let's start with some basic keys. Follow my lead now, I'll go slow."
Agustín didn't know how long he had been sitting there for. Just that this was the most concentrated, most still he had ever seen this boy.
"Like...this?"
"Very good! You're a natural, mijo!"
Camilo looked happy for a second, before sort of frowning.
"I always wanted to learn to play something, just like Dolores."
"Why didn't you ask your papi? He's wonderful with a tiple, and Dolores is learning."
Camilo sulked, pressing the same key over and over slowly.
"Papi offered to teach her, and she never asked him. I thought, because he didn't ask, he didn't want to teach me."
"Well, you have me to teach you this. So you know it's something I WANT to do. If anything, your papi might be jealous that you chose MY instrument instead of his."
Agustín was an only child, so he didn't know if that was common between siblings, but it was still unfortunate. He lightly patted Camilo's head, and his heart melted for those helpless little eyes.
Camilo chuckled, turning into a spitting image of Agustín.
"He just might be. Now come on, teach me more!"
"Teach you more what?"
They turned to see Pepa and Julieta, both of whom were guiding the girls back in. 'Agustín' grinned at the sight of his mother, and dove for her, immediately being picked up by his mother.
"Mami!! You're home!"
Pepa grinned at her sister almost smugly.
"Here I am, stealing your man, after all these years. You think you'd know someone."
Julieta rolled her eyes at her sister, before welcoming the hug from the real Agustín.
"You watched Camilo for the afternoon, eh? How was it? Any accidents?"
"Not at all! You don't have enough faith in me, vi vida-"
"What's wrong with papi's butt?"
Isa asked, peering over to the scorch marks on his pants. Julieta gave him a look, hands on her hips, with Mirabel copying her.
"You cooked again, didn't you?"
"Listen I didn't need an arepa, I don't count that as an accident."
"You guys wanna hear an accident? My absolute disaster of a date."
Bruno grumbled as he walked into the scene. The poor guy looked exhausted, making the adults wince. Dating had NOT been kind to Bruno, never had been. 'Agustín' immediately sat back down at the piano, eager.
"Oh wait wait, let me play, I have just the thing for this!"
He played 'dun dun dunnn' loudly, making Bruno chuckle.
"Geez, where were YOU when I was absolutely bombing back there?"
"Eating eggs and playing the piano."
"...can Agustín babysit me next? That sounds a million times better than anything I just did."
The real Agustín chuckled as Camilo showed him what he learned today. He wrapped an arm around Julieta, softly sighing.
"We should have a son, mi vida."
#not transformers#encanto#we love tìo Agustín trying his hardest#current Camilo can KINDA play a few songs#but like Luisa he kinda fell out of it#him and Agustín play together sonetimes though
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Movies I Would Fight and Die for to be Retained for Historical Purposes
The thunder rolls once more! time to distract myself from not one, but TWO storm systems by attempting to categorize things.
These are in descending order of "willing-to-die-for-ness". I don't talk a whole lot about the plots of these, just what makes me like them so much.
Interstellar (2014) dir. Christopher Nolan
I know this movie like the back of my left hand - pretty well. Not perfectly, but I can tell you the histories of the movie's making like I lived them myself. I own the film, the book about the film, and want to use the house from the film as inspiration for my own, when I have the funds to construct my own home. 13+ for father-daughter heart-wrenching moments, if you have the subtitles on. View with the mind of a person who believes in faeries.
2. Secretary (2002) dir. Steven Shainberg
Somehow this became my comfort film. The main character's transformation over the course of the movie always inspires me to be more deliberate in expressing what I want from the world, and not simply taking the path of least resistance. Am I projecting onto this from Albert Camus' novel The Stranger? Probably. Does that make the movie any less better? Nope. Early 2000s film dorkiness aside, this is legitimately one of the best movies I've ever seen. Definitely an 18+ film, though. View with caution and an open mind.
3. Ocean's Thirteen (2007) dir. Steven Soderbergh
I can quote this movie like no one else. Regularly referenced in my family. Best heist film ever made. Men being buddies to one another and sticking it to a complete jerk. 12+. View if you can tolerate yellow tinting for at least 1/2 of the film.
4. Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009) dir. Wes Anderson
This movie makes me cry, and laugh, and go to sleep. A heartfelt portrayal of a family turned upside down. The music is gentle. View when it's raining or you feel sad or the world has your "✨different✨" feeling burdensome. 7+.
5. Ratatouille (2007) dir. Brad Bird
"You have a rash?" I wish I could live in France at times. I could quote the first ten minutes of this movie when I was young. 5+. View when it's springtime, raining, and you are having stew for dinner.
6. Magic Mike XXL (2011) dir. Steven Soderbergh
Road movie. Shades of feminism. Boys being boys in a positive and uplifting manner. Dance! There is legitimate dancing! Art! Theatricality! Also, the gas station scene. He just wanted to make the attendant smile. I cry happy tears when I watch it. Is it a movie about male entertainers? Yes. Is it also a movie about found family? Also yes. My heart ❤️ View when you want to watch a silly movie and want to watch cis men be cis men for 2-ish hours. 18+.
7. Red Eye (2005) dir. Wes Craven
Not to be that person, but I have the world's largest crush on Cillian Murphy. I don't support his character in this movie, but haha. wow. I would faint if I met him (sorry in advance). Rachel Macadamia does the most excellent job of being A Woman in Her Own Way ever, wins all woman awards for Womaning and Kicking Ass and Taking Names and I love her with every bone in my body. 17+ for some brief weird shit and also mentions of SA. View when you want tension, but also justice. TW for slight body horror/violence, mentions of SA.
8. The Batman (2022) dir. Matt Reeves
I am weakweakweak for Robert Pattinson and Paul Dano in this. They are so smart and overdramatic. Batman is a detective for once. He's so busy being awesomely emo and kickass and, unfortunately, bougie AF that I forgot that Batman was a DC character. 17+? Drug mentions, violence out the wazoo, moral ambiguity! View if you have a taste for vengeance in your mouth like the blood of your enemies.
I'd add more to this. I might.
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hi hi hi today's reminder is new wayv music!!! i genuinely completely forgot that it was today and was just so thrilled at the notification. the video was cool, not their best but that standard is insane so I'll forgive it. the song definitely caught me off guard on the first listen. I'm braced for switches like that with 127, but i usually relax into dream and wayv's music so that was a change. but the second listen won me over. I'm a little bummed they added that much english in though, considering that there is a separate english version. like i don't speak any mandarin, but i like the sound of it, so it was a bit disconcerting
but most importantly. my husband. has everyone seen my husband? i need absolutely everyone in the world to stop and admire my husband please and thank you. also winwin!! every single mv he's in, he almost entirely steals it for me, even though he has an average of three seconds of screen time (also glad that's not the case here). what a gorgeous man. tbh all of them are gorgeous i would kill to look like any of them
alsooo my notification shortcut got buried under other notifications and now it's gone I'd love another if it's not too much of a bother please and thank you and i love you
Hii! Yes I was waiting for it and I was also thrown off by it a bit but I love switch ups like that, Xiaojun's I don't know why felt very 90's to me for some reason. But even thought it changed pretty drastically it still blended pretty well and the rappers really did their thing. And I really like the grudginess and dark color pallette of the mv. I also love the sound of madarin I think that's why chinese units always immediatly have a special place in my heart something about mandarin is so pleasing to my ears. So many exo-m songs I know better than the korean version, The thing is wayv has more english versions or just straight english songs than 127 and dream. So I'm surprised they're only now getting a little more of a international push. But late is better than never, they're getting exo-md but in a better way at least. And for me Winwin, Hendery and Yangyang really stood out the most to me. And I have to talk about how much I love xiaojun's hair. And yes look at you husband! Of course Wayv never ever disappoints. I just love wayv so much.
Funny thing is I just finished a tag game I was tagged in, I already tagged you I'll post it from my drafts after I respond to your second ask.
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The end:(( sobs cries wails
Time to loop bittersweet symphony
Oh yeah i forgot about the surprise bday jdsvfkgkf tommy is so SWEET i hate him sobs hes sooo<33
I LOVE THEM SO MUCHDHFJDKDF
the fucking fire IM LAUGHFOGNGKG i loved this bit so much its so funny ohmugod
CRIMEBOYSDSS AAAAA SOBS CRIES WAILS
THEY MAKE ME SOOOOOFFGOFUAVEKFKGJDKS
Its sooo lovely:( this fic is so lovely i want to cry picturing the house they live in :( they mean the world to me :( i love hats so much
Petition for u to write a chat fic /hj
The texts are some of my fav parts of this fic 😭 theyre so fucking hilarious bee, I'd consume the shit outta a chat fic if u wrote one
THIS IS SO CUTEEEHDISOFJG IM GOING TO CRYYYDHFJGJ AAAAAA
I love techno shfkgklgf
I FORGOT ABOUT PLAN B IM SCREAMIGNGKDHSIFOFODGKFOSHF HELPPPPP
OMG CIDERRR
When i first read this fic I'd never had cider and was against alcohol bc i thought it all tasted like shit 😭😭 but then once i turned legal age i had cider and DAMN BRO i love cider sm...
I had this delicious berry flavoured one... somersby... so good FHGKKG
I honestly was shocked that i liked cider considering that apple flavoured things normally make me feel nauseous, but cider tasted diff enough that i was able to enjoy it !!!
AAAAAAAIFIVPDUWROFHSBFKFJDFJKDB SCREAMING CRYING PISSIGN MYSELF OHMGUDODHFKGJD OHMGUDOFOD FANS FACE SHFLGOFN I CANT DO THIS OHKHUDOAHDFKSHF FOGMYHUDODDFOAGDOFGSKDHSKFJD THEYRE BROTHERS THEYRE ACTUAL BROTHERS KHMGYDODHDKFMS
"I love you"
NOBODYYYYY MOVE NOBODY FUCKING MOVE OHMYFUCMINGOGDKFHSKFJSOSJFMF
U are SO good at writing music into fics man... ur so good at describing it
ANGELDUO HUG NOBODY MOVE
Youre such a talented author bee, i don't think I'll ever get over just *how good* u are at writing
The way you describe stuff... sk well so pretty rahhsss
AAAAAAAAAAAAA
;-;
I love this fic so much
It is 2 am whoops... worth it tho ❤️
This fic makes me feel so whole i adore it with everything i love ti sosoososo much:( i think it gen might be my fav fic by you... it is so lovely:( it means so much to me
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Also damn yeah bittersweet symphony fit this fics vibes sooo well, its just been on loop for half n hour shfjgkg
Okie i go sleep now, thanks for being the best author ever ❤️❤️
I loved writing the surprise birthday party in this for many reasons. for one thing it felt natural after I wrote about wilbur throwing tommy a birthday party in nocturnal animals, and also I wrote honey and tangerines over the course of the summer. in a way that timeline of tangerines followed real time, because I wrote the wilbur surprise birthday party in mid to late september which is roughly around cc!wilbur's actual bday (yes yes I know he could be lying about his birthday but it's the one we all go with) so it just felt very fitting time-wise
the fire 😭 I love writing tubbo's antics so much
"petition for you to write a chatfic" you do not know the war flashbacks you just gave me with that
you wanna know why I'm good at writing funny texts? it's bc I have experience. I'm never going to publicly reveal my old ao3 (not really out of embarrassment but bc I don't want people I know from that account to find out I'm writing mcyt fic bc I will legitimately lose friends), but on that old ao3 when I was 16 I wrote a voltron chatfic. and it got somewhat popular. not super popular or anything, but it was my most popular fic up until I started writing for mcyt and it's how I really learned how to write humor. anyway the voltron fandom was the worst fandom experience I've ever had and I hated the ship the chatfic was centered on by the time I finished it bc the fandom was just so goddamn annoying about it. anyway yeah I can't write chatfic anymore it brings back war memories LMAO
I love cider man I love going to a bar and getting a nice cold cider if there isn't any beer I want. it's just so refreshing! and yes not all of it tastes like apples! I had a pineapple cider at a bar recently and it was so good
god I had so many emotions writing the card scene between crimeboys just waaaaa tangerines crimeboys i miss you
I'm so glad I write the music in my fics well, I try so hard to integrate it in a way that feels natural and doesn't pull the reader out of the scene
bittersweet symphony is a song that means a lot to me for many reasons so I usually have a rule to never include it in anything I write so it just stays as something for me, but it fit too perfectly for this fic for me to not throw in there and I'm so glad I did
thank you icy you're so sweet I'm really proud of how I wrote so much of honey and tangerines it's definitely one of my favorite things I've done. I'm so glad you enjoyed your reread :D
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wait i need to hear your thoughts on titanic the musical bc while i’ve never seen it my friends say they think i would like it
titanic the musical is the most boring show i've ever seen LOL
generally i am of the opinion that, for a musical to be Good, it has to have at least some decent music -- something you can recall later after you've left the theater. (this is not the only determining factor of a show's quality of course but it does contribute.) i can't recall a SINGLE phrase of music from that show, and i couldn't years ago when it was actually closer to when i watched the thing. the music is so unmemorable that my mom, with whom i went to see it, literally forgot it was a musical and remembered it as a straight play.
titanic the musical very much runs into the issue of Trying To Do Too Much At Once, and resultingly none of the individual things they're trying to do get enough time to develop enough to be interesting or satisfying. in some shows this is different plot lines or whatever; in titanic, there are way too many fucking characters to keep track of, let alone care about any of them. the only character i can remotely remember enough to distinguish from the crowd is the telegraph operator -- i remember he had a decent number (not that i remember what it sounded like...) -- but he's like one of four or five different "main" characters or groups of main characters we're supposed to pay attention to and care about and it's just a confusing mess.
similarly, because it's about the sinking of the fucking titanic, you know that the boat is going to sink near the end and half the characters are probably gonna drown. so you really need to do something interesting with at least ONE of the characters/subplots to get us to care about them enough for the ending to mean something. i'm not gonna debate the ethics of writing a broadway show that capitalizes on a real world tragedy because i truly do not care to go down that rabbit hole (especially not for fucking titanic the musical...) BUT if you're going to do that you should actually use it to tell a meaningful story, which titanic the musical absolutely does not
like. just pick One Or Two Guys and make the story All About Them. make us care about them, give them more than a single song each, and when the boat sinks, make us hold our breath waiting to see if they live or die. i don't think the concept of "titanic the musical" is too fundamentally flawed to never work per se but gd this show missed the mark so badly
also the production i saw had some major sound issues but i'm not holding that against the show itself cause that's a tech thing. yeah it was technically a student production but it was also an allstate/honors theater group so the production quality was supposed to be (and usually was) pretty high. no points for the set which was easily the best thing about the show cause it was rented from a touring company.
anyway i truly do not know how this show won as many tonys as it did. i know the late 90s were a bit of a dry spell for broadway but tony award for best score are you FUCKING kidding me? BEST BOOK?
(*this rant is about the stone/yeston musical, not titanique, the celine dion jukebox musical based on the movie which i think is currently playing off broadway. i refuse to acknowledge the latter's existence)
#sasha answers#madmozarteanfelinefantasy#definitely pull up the soundtrack and give it a listen if you're still curious about the show and don't JUST take my word for it#i think i saw the show. gd. i don't even remember how long ago. i think it was 2017 or thereabouts#so my memory is not the sharpest. but i do remember leaving the theater thinking 'was that fucking it?' so#titanic is truly my least favorite musical ive ever seen. have i seen WORSE shows? technically yes#but unless a show is actively offensive i think being boring is a worse sin than being bad when it comes to a musical#anyway thank you i love having opinions about things and talking about them amen
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OH MY GOD YOU ALSO LIKE PORTAL, SPLATOON AND PHIGHTING!!!! Who are your favourites characters from each game?/nf (I'm so sorry if this ask is off-putting it's just really cool to see someone have the same interests as me)
OHMYGOD YES I DO!! THIS IS SO COOL
okayokay so like. portal? i love pretty much everybody there (except rick he gives me the creeps) but i definitely have a huge bias for wheatley and a slightly smaller huge bias for GLaDOS- i am still stuck scrounging for literally any more portal content everyday and yesterday i watched the portal 2 unauthorized musical (it's so fucking funny at times but the voice from the GLaDOS actor is played up a bit too much- on a positive note from that it also spends alot of time with caroline and cave which is pretty cool!! though i'd say just be careful at the end of that arc since the actor pulls off that scream way too damn well) (ALSO THE TURRETS I FORGOT THE TURRETS I LOVE THEM MY BABIES)
uhh splatoon saying agent 8 would be kinda obvious since i literally took 8 as a name i kinda kinned a bit too hard so umm other than that i think- i really can't pick a favorite set of idols because they're just all!! soo!! but if we're going by songs alone then i'd have to pick deep cut because anarchy rainbow is literally the best thing i've ever heard- also back to the agents i love literally all of them!! i guess captain 3 would be my favorite there though ^^
and PHIGHTING!!!!! OKAY!! so before shuriken came out my friends would play together but i'd rarely ever join them because the other phighters just really did not fit my playstyle- but then of course when he came out there were alot of people wanting to play him so i also picked up medkit! and then after that i'm okay at vinestaff but i've become a SKATEBOARD MAIN I KNOW I KNOW why skateboard?! i don't know he's just fun honestly lol. people get kinda pissed at me sometimes but you deal with it; i'm not too into the lore so i couldn't tell you much in relation to the actual characterization-! buut i also really like hyperlaser. he's just neat :)
IM SORRY THIS POST IS SO LONG THESE ARE LIKE MY TOP 3 INTERESTS HFSDHFHNDVNSFH!!!
#THE AUTISM IS AUTISMING#!!!#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING I'VE WANTED TO INFODUMP LIKE THIS FOR A WHILE#ALSO YOU SEEM LIKE A REALLY COOL PERSON!!!#portal#portal 2#splatoon#phighting!#phighting#asks#infodump#haha woops#my posts
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