#im like only to the first song and im already overwhelmed | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

obsessedwrhys · 6 days

Text

THE CUT THAT ALWAYS BLEEDS...

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ (modern au!!) Being in a toxic relationship with her. angst, some fluff in a fucked up way? common toxic relationship things, arguments, this song is her song idgaf what anyone says. reader is fem!! Didn't proof read cuz im sick and lazy ☹

ᯓ★

It still shocks you how you and Ellie were in a 2 years long relationship. Maybe that was one of the main reasons why you felt reluctant to end things with her. And adding on the image of your relationship built around your friends, you felt the pressure to keep it going because everyone thought you two were happy together.

They envied you.

They wanted what you two had.

If only they knew what you two really had...

"What the fuck was that?" Ellie cursed at you after slamming the front door shut behind her.

"You're the one saying that? I fucking saw you cuddling with your ex!" You said as you went in your shared room to put away your bag, she follows after you.

You two had just come back from one your friend's party but it seemed like things took a turn when you walked in the living room to find Ellie cuddled on the sofa with her ex, cigarettes and drinks in hand while they chatted like old friends. Not to mention a flirty smile on her face as you'd catch her staring down at her lips. It was enough to make your stomach twist.

"So what!? I already told you we're just friends! You fucking embarrassed me when you stormed off like that!!"

"And that gives you the excuse of cuddling with her?! You were flirting!!" You raised your voice at her after turning to face her.

"Why are you being such a fucking bitch?! You do that shit with your friends and you don't see me complaining about it!!"

"That's because I never FUCKED ONE OF MY FRIENDS!!" Your words making her scoff out of disbelief. Almost like the situation was too much that she was now finding it ridiculous.

"You wanna talk about fucking? How about we continue this conversation when you're not a slut?" She walks off, going to the bathroom to open the shower.

You were speechless. Your lips were parted but you didn't know how to respond. It was like you were too overwhelmed with rage that your brain couldn't even think of what words to form. Soon your body collapses on the bed and you ran your hands tiredly across your face.

The sound of the shower running in the background indicating that Ellie was really bathing after what she said to you. You were upset. You had the right to. But it wasn't only her words you were upset at, it was the realisation that this was your life now, this wasn't the first fight and will never be the last.

You were too focused on your emotions to even notice your eyes burning with tears. You were trying to stop yourself from letting them pour out but your mind was encouraging it to with the amount of sad thoughts they were making up. You tried to be quiet but it didn't matter either way because the shower was soon turned off.

You tried to cover your face with your hands the second the bathroom door opened. You couldn't bring yourself to look at her. To show her the effect she had on you. It was quiet for a painfully long minute until you heard her approaching you.

Surprisingly she sat herself on the bed beside you and wrapped her arms around your body, she was making you rest your head on her chest. You were still angry but somehow some part inside of you liked the warmth. The feeling of her gently running her hands through your hair and brushing them off your face seeming to make your frown fade.

"I'm sorry baby... I didn't mean that... I don't know what came over me" She said, her tone completely different from her tone from before.

"It's just I get frustrated when you start accusing me of things like that. I would never leave you for someone else. You mean everything to me"

Her words made you feel guilty.

Maybe you were overthinking it.

Maybe you were the problem...

"... I'm sorry. I was just scared that she might try something on you" You apologised as you changed your position to get closer to her.

"It's okay baby... don't cry... nothing will happen... I'm yours" She comforted.

You didn't bother thinking if it was a lie or the truth because you were too delusional to even see things realistically. The next morning you'd find yourself awake, laying alone on the bed. You were confused and sort of heartbroken...

Where did she go?

Did she wake up early?

You got up and wandered the house and the second you went in the kitchen, you were greeted with the smell of food. Your heart melt when you realised she had made you breakfast. Once she finally notises you in the kitchen, she smiles almost pleased with your reaction alone.

"Morning baby... thought I'd cook your favourite" She said and you didn't say anything but just kiss her on the lips which she happily kisses you back.

"Woow now... I have work later. You don't wanna make me late now" She grins at you but you simply ignored her by wrapping your arms around her neck.

"I love you" You smiled radiantly.

"Love you more"

Almost like the argument never happened, the next few days went on as it usually does. You two spending time on dates and doing whatever stupid things you'd be up to. Apparently your birthday was soon and you couldn't help but think of some plans. Your first plan was to choose to hangout with some friends the day before so you could spend your birthday with your girlfriend. It was perfect.

Who knows, maybe she'll even have plans for you?

Possibly a surprise?

The thought made you excited that you felt you couldn't wait anymore. Soon the day came, you had told Ellie about your plans with your friends and she seemed fine with your idea. Before you left she gave you a kiss on the cheek and a hug, the feeling making you all warm inside.

"Stay safe baby, I'm gonna miss you" She uttered.

"It's only for a day Ellie you're overreacting" You joked which she just shrugs with a sheepish smile.

"Whatever, just have fun" She said.

Just like that, you waved her goodbye as you left to the mall where you've agreed to meet up with your friends. You did multiple activities together, from playing go karts to exploring a cat cafe. It was everything you had hoped for. Eventually the activities ran out and you didn't expect the day to end that fast, with your gifts in hand, you bid all your friends farewell before heading home.

It was still 3 in the afternoon since you had thought it would take until 7 in the evening to try out all the activities you've planned out. But oh well, that means you'll have more time to spare. As you opened the front door, you noticed there were clothes scattered across the floor. Some clothes you didn't recognise. You consciously put your gifts on the coffee table before making your way further into the room.

The clothes acting as a trail for you to follow... into the bedroom? You noticed the door was opened slightly so you carefully opened it. The sound of it creaking making it more suspenseful than it should be. Your heart drop once you see the sight before you. It was Ellie, naked, on the bed with another woman. Her face couldn't be seen since she had her face nuzzled into her neck.

They were too dead asleep to even notice you standing at the doorway. Your body felt like it was burning from the amount of emotions you were experiencing all at once. You couldn't believe it. Again and again, you chose to forgive her, hoping she had changed but the reality was that you were just too much of an idiot for thinking she'd actually change for you.

Your hands clenched into a fist and from the rage, you grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand to pour it on them. The second their face came in contact with the water, they were jerked awake. The girl got up and you could see now it was no other than her ex. You scoff at the sight.

"What the fuck?! Who—" Ellie stopped talking once she realises it was you who did that. Her ex just staring at the two of you with a worried expression... cause you caught them... you caught her cheating.

"You told me she wouldn't be back early" She whispered to Ellie who quickly shushed her to shut up.

"You're fucking kidding me" You managed to say from the rush of the adrenaline pumping through you.

"I can explain all of this" Ellie said as she quickly puts on her shirt. You take a step back when she tried to approach you.

"No! Don't! I won't let you sweet talk me out of this!" You said which she made her stop herself from walking towards you. She stares at you, vulnerabilities in her eyes.

"I-It's not that. Baby I do love you, you mean everything to me"

"Cheating on me the day before my birthday..." You said that had her look away with a defeated sigh.

"I mean that little to you huh?" You smile weakly, tears already covering your burning cheeks.

"I wasn't cheating on you—"

"Shut up, get the fuck out of my house" You said and for a split second, the sadness in Ellie's eyes changed to pure anger.

"This is my fucking house too, I paid for this as well...!"

"It's under my name Ellie!"

"Bullshit!"

"Go ahead!! Gaslight me 'cause that's all you've ever been good at!"

"Oh so I'm the bad guy?! Do you have any idea how hard it is to put up with your shit?! You should be thankful I actually love you because nobody else would!!" She raised her voice. Her words like knives gutting you open.

"I think you should leave (Y/N)" Her ex, who's still on the bed had the nerve to speak. You glare at her but she just rolls her eyes away like she's playing innocent.

"... I can't do this anymore... not with you... we're done..." You stomped off and guilty enough, you had hope she would try to stop you from leaving... but she never did.

The next few days you'd find yourself living at a hotel. It wasn't too expensive or anything but it was enough to live for a while. You tried to get her off your mind by taking care of yourself but no matter how happy you felt, you would always find yourself at your lowest again. You couldn't even enjoy your favourite show without thinking of her.

Your favourite game.

Your favourite song...

Fuck you can't even enjoy anything at this point.

What's worst was that Ellie was trying her hardest to contact you after a day of leaving her. From texting you through your number to your socials, she wouldn't give up. Although you've told yourself to block her and forget it, a tiny parasite inside you was dying to see what she had to say. Eventually one night where you were too lost in your thoughts, you decided to unblock her to see the messages she sent you.

Ellie: Hey baby, I'm sorry for what happened. If you're ready to talk I'm here

Ellie: I didn't mean what I said

Ellie: I'm also sorry for shouting at you

Ellie: I know how much you hate it when I do that

Ellie: Please reply, I can't eat or sleep knowing what I did wrong

Ellie: I still care about you

Ellie: -Deleted Message-

Ellie: Ignore that

Ellie: Are you okay? I hope you're still okay

Ellie: I miss your smile

Last online a few minutes ago, you stared at the messages but your mind was elsewhere. Should you respond? What should you say? You chewed on your bottom lip as you thought of what to say until suddenly a phone call came in. You felt your soul left your body when you realised it was Ellie. She must have seen you were online.

With not much to do, you weigh your choices and decided to just answer. It was quiet as you had the call on speaker. Maybe this was a bad idea... you wondered until the sound of shuffling could be heard over the line.

"Hello? (Y/N)?" Ellie said, her voice sounded like she's been crying but she was trying to pull it together at the moment.

"Hi" You simply responded.

"Are you safe? You've been ignoring my calls" She said. There she goes again... acting like the fight never happened....

"We need to talk" You said with your eyes shut from how overwhelmed you were becoming just by hearing her voice.

"Okay..."

You took a deep breath then let it out slowly. Your mind repeating the words you've been rehearsing everytime you were in the shower. The words you've been dying to tell her ever since what happened.

"This isn't gonna work anymore. I think we should part ways, for both our sakes" You said. The line was dead silent for few seconds.

"I know I know baby... and I'm sorry for letting it happen but we can try again—"

"No...! You... ugh... you don't get what I'm tryna say. We can't. We never will be happy together. It's never going to work" You said and you could hear her voice shivering a bit when she takes a breath to process your words.

"Oh... huh... you're saying we should never see each other again?" She asks.

"Yeah..."

Her lack of response was killing you. Even though this was happening over the phone and not in person, yet her presence was still strong. You gripped on the blanket to use it as a way to ease your nerves.

"Are you sure that's what you want? Have you even thought it through? What if you regret this" She started blurting out questions before you could even answer.

"I won't—"

"And what about your things? You're just gonna abandon everything here? Abandon me?"

"I've already asked my friend to help me get my things tomorrow..."

"What about me? Please baby I need you" She cries on the phone and you couldn't help but feel yourself almost pitying her.

"You don't... you don't need me... you just needed someone to make yourself feel less alone. I've realised that now..." You said with all the strength left in you as your voice quivers.

"Sometimes I wish we never met... then I wouldn't be put through half this shit... that's why I'm ending things between us now... goodbye Ellie... and please don't make this harder for anyone" Without waiting for her to respond, you ended the call. Now you were in your hotel room, crying to yourself as you tried to muffle your screams.

After the messy breakup and getting your things back with the help of your friend, you were able to get a fresh start. Though there were some bumps on your road to healing, you didn't let that throw you off. With the good things going on in your life, you decided to go out with your friends to a party. You haven't gone to one in forever but you thought you deserved it after being so kind to yourself.

"I told you it was a good idea to come out with us" Your friend nudges you with a smile and you smiled back.

You felt happier as you finally wore the dress you've always wanted to wear, your makeup done perfectly according to your features and some cute earrings to finish the look. If the old you saw the new you now, she'd think you had gone mad. During the party, you decided to walk around meeting new people and getting yourself a drink. It was then you locked eyes with someone familiar.

Your eyes widened as you saw her.

It was Ellie and she still looked the same.

Despite seeing her again after all these months of healing, you were surprised to find yourself handling the situation well. Your chest was definitely burning but it didn't burn as bad as it first did in the first month of your post break-up, where even the thought of her made you want to have a meltdown. Instead of running away, you simply smiled at her.

Ellie, who was standing on the other side of the room watches as you smile at her before you turn to talk someone else. You were smiling. Laughing. Happier than you ever did when you were with her. It actually made her heart ache knowing she wasn't able to be the one to make you that joyful. Instead she was the one who tore you down.

With her drink in hand, she leans against the bar as she watches you continue chatting with your friends. A bittersweet look on her face. Maybe you were too good for her. Maybe, all she's ever good for was ruining a good thing like you. And in the end, that chapter of your life is soon over. You'll forget about her... but you will always be in her dreams...

331 notes · View notes

sugrhigh · 2 months

Text

BACKSTAGE - ( m.s )

REQUESTED**

summary- your best friend caught the eye of the bass player in a band local to boston, your hometown, so you’re invited to the second to last stop of their US tour. they can definitely put on a show, and all of them are very welcoming when you meet them backstage. then there’s the asshole grumpy drummer with the inflated ego, who can’t seem to stop staring.

warnings- cursing, smoking, drinking, ???

band au (triplets are in their mid 20s)

drummer!matt x fem!reader (this song ^^ inspired me and it’s good af so i’m including it)

a/n: this has been brewing for a while and i kinda forking love this concept, i hope i brought it to life well! hope u enjoy and as always my inbox is open for whateva #kisses ****part 2 to come

@fawnchives @55sturn @teapartyprincess4two @l9vesick @sturnlova @cupidsword @junnniiieee07 @mattnchrisworld @cherrypostsposts

“are you sure you want to do this?” you ask her as you two linger by the bar at the back of the venue.

people are clearing out, all happily chattering after an incredible concert. you have to admit that it was a great performance, and the sold out crowd helped.

they’re a pretty talented band. and the bass player really wants your best friend.

all it took to get him interested was a single comment on one of his recent posts. adelaide is undeniably gorgeous, and she’s also built a decent following through her recent modeling jobs.

she stands out in any comment section and in crowds like these, so it makes sense that he hit her up. that’s why you’re here anyways.

mister bass player had invited you guys to the first of two sold out shows in this place. it’s the last stop on the band’s US leg, in their hometown, which happens to be where you and adelaide live.

“yes dude, for the hundredth time, im sure. and he’s waiting on us, so stop stalling. i know you have more balls than that.” adelaide gives you a pointed look.

you can’t help but roll your eyes. “i promise you i don’t care enough about what these guys think to be scared.”

“now that sounds more like you.” she teases as she pulls her phone out of her back pocket.

the light from the screen illuminates her face, and you watch as she taps something out quickly.

“chris said someone is gonna come get us.”

“can’t wait.” you smile sarcastically as you respond.

addy doesn’t even get the chance to yell at you about your attitude before a big buff guy dressed in all black approaches the two of you, dark hair slicked against his skull. SECURITY is printed across his jacket in bold yellow letters.

“you ladies enjoy the show?” his voice is deep, which matches his huge stature perfectly.

“oh, it was amazing! i’m assuming you’re jason?” adelaide beams at him, pushing her dark curls out of her face.

he nods once. “that’s me. you guys ready to head backstage?”

“yup, just lead the way.”

the two of you follow jason back down toward the front of the stage, around the protective barricade to a door that almost blends right in with the venue’s dark walls.

he knocks on it three times. another tall man opens it for him and ushers the two of you inside before people start to pay too much attention.

“dressing rooms this way.” the new guy leads you through the backstage area, down a narrow hallway until he stops in front of one of the doors. there’s a little placard with their band name on it, which is cute.

this time nobody thinks to knock, because it’s already pretty loud. once the door swings open the sound is even more overwhelming.

you count seven people, all sitting around on the couches and vanity seats in the dim lighting. three of them are nearly identical, which surprises you. you thought there were only two brothers in the band.

several bottles of champagne crowd the coffee table already, and they’ve only been off the stage for ten minutes.

all of them are watching the two of you now, and it makes you want to crawl out of your skin.

“look who it is.” one of the twins (or apparently triplets) that’s sitting on the couch sets his glass down and gets up to greet you.

his brown hair is long, longer than the others, hidden slightly by a black boston hat. he’s dressed in a celtics jersey and baggy jeans, clearly happy to be representing his city tonight.

“good to see you, chris.” adelaide smiles into his chest as he pulls her into a tight embrace that lasts for a few seconds too long.

“i promise it’s better to see you.” he smirks as he finally pulls away, not even trying to hide his gaze as he admires the way her outfit hugs her body.

then he turns to you, and you suddenly feel like a spotlight is shining directly in your face.

“it’s nice to meet you too, y/n. addy tells me you’re even cooler than she is.” chris says, wrapping his arm around your friends shoulder lazily.

“can’t argue with that.” you shrug with a grin, impressed that he remembered your name without having to ask.

he looks around and clears his throat, and the others stop chatting. “everyone, this is adelaide and y/n. introduce yourselves.”

one of the clones that was sitting beside chris speaks up now. “shouldn’t they know who we are?”

he looks directly at you with an uninterested gaze that’s somehow still so intense you almost lose your breath. he’s in all black, fluffy hair styled a bit shorter than chris’s.

his harley davidson muscle tee is cut off right above his black pants, revealing just the smallest sliver of his stomach as he leans back against the cushions casually. so many tattoos, so many rings.

it’s annoying that you notice this, even despite how pissed off you are at his stupid question.

“i hate to burst your bubble, but i wouldn’t be able to guess your name even if someone put a gun to my head.” you bite back without thinking, and laughter erupts around you.

“that’s exactly what you deserve for a dickhead comment like that, matt.” another currently-unnamed guy says.

he’s on the other sofa with the last of the carbon-copy brothers, arm around the waist of the beautiful girl that’s perched on his lap. the couple smile at you and adelaide.

“feel free to ignore him. i’m nathan, lead guitar.” he introduces himself.

“i’m his girlfriend jen.” the dark-haired woman chimes in, offering you a friendly wave.

“im nick,” the triplet sitting next to them finally reveals his name, “i’m not in the band, i’m just their tour photographer. my brothers got the musical talent.”

“kids a genius with a camera though.” chris adds, still sidled up against adelaide.

“names sam. i’m the singer.” a blonde boy with hair cropped close to his skull says with a nod.

he’s sitting on one of the vanity chairs that’ve been set up in a half circle, tipping the rest of his champagne back after he speaks.

“and i’m just his older sister gabby.” the girl beside him sticks her hand out, and you take a step forward to shake it.

“dont say just. and i love your necklace.” you compliment the barbed wire chain around her throat, and she waves her free hand at you, flushing slightly.

“you’re sweet.”

“it’s nice to meet you all. the show was fantastic, we had a blast.” adelaide addresses everyone with that award-winning grin you know and love.

chris leads her over to the couch and they sit down, pressed against each other like they’re attached at the hip. you have to admit it’s a little cute. you take the open chair next to gabby, opting to avoid sitting next to matt just to be near your friend.

“are you both from boston too?” sam asks, reaching to refill his drink.

jen gets up from nate’s lap to grab two more glasses from one of the cabinets, which is a kind gesture that you weren’t really expecting.

“yeah. we met in college and ended up staying in the city together.” you answer as he moves to pour your champagne next.

“that makes you what, 22? i am about to serve you alcohol.”

you can’t help but laugh, so adelaide answers instead. “we’re 25, but i’ll take that as a compliment.”

he puts his hands up in apology as you grab your glass. “so not recent graduates then, my bad.”

you can still feel matt staring at you, and when you meet his gaze over the rim of your drink he doesn’t shy away. your own eyes narrow slightly, because you dont understand why he won’t fucking quit it.

“what do you do for work?” nathan questions, and you finally break out of your trance to look over.

“i was in publishing for a bit, but i mainly model now.” addy responds first.

chris’s hand goes to grip her thigh endearingly as she sips her champagne. “can’t you tell?”

“stop it.” she nudges him slightly, though you can see a faint blush appear beneath her bronzed skin.

nate rolls his eyes before looking your way. “and you?”

“i’m a media manager for a few different brands.”

“really? like who?”

it’s matt speaking, you know even before you turn your head to meet his cold eyes once more. he’s challenging you, inked arms crossed over his chest defensively as he waits for an answer.

“well for one, those pants you’re wearing? i work with that company.” you reply bluntly.

you’d recognize those cargos anywhere, the faded star patches are a dead giveaway. matt’s face drops in surprise, and nick snorts, giving you a nod of approval that doesn’t go unnoticed.

“i can’t believe you work for vamped. we all get like, half of our wardrobe from there.” he admits.

“raiding her closet is a real treat, trust me.” adelaide makes it sound like a joke, but she actually does love to come over and steal all your favorite pieces.

it would be annoying if you didn’t love her so much.

jen smiles, cuddled back up on her boyfriend’s knee as she looks between the two of you. “i like you girls already.”

“yeah, and i respect anyone who can humble matt that quickly.” sam nods along in agreement, and you recognize that he’s talking about you in particular.

“oh, so i take it he’s like this all the time then?” your question is directed at sam, but you’re looking at the subject himself as you ask it.

“pretty much.” chris nudges matt with a silly grin, and he scowls in return, though he’s still watching you.

you can’t decipher what he’s feeling, what he’s thinking, and you don’t like it one bit. to be fair, you don’t know him at all yet, but you know the type.

you’ve met enough high profile people through vamped to understand that this kid thinks he’s some kind of god, probably because his friends tell him so.

but you’re not his friend, and you don’t owe him any politeness if he can’t bother to reciprocate it. you keep your eyes on him as sam redirects the conversation away from the two of you, another challenge of your own, and he finally looks away a moment later.

you take it as a win.

a few rounds of drinks later you can feel the heat creeping up your cheeks, blissfully tipsy as you continue to swap stories about anything and everything with the rest of the group.

chris and adelaide are in their own little world, whispering shit back and forth to each other like school girls.

matt hasn’t said a single word to you since you name-dropped your highest paying client just to embarrass him. he watches the rest of you interact, though that burning gaze of his always seems to meet yours anyways.

its driving you crazy, and you’re itching for a quick pause from the socialization, as nice as (almost) everyone has been.

“i’m gonna go for a smoke.” you address the group, mainly adelaide, and you’re met with a couple nods.

“same.” matt replies gruffly, and your heart falters.

of fucking course.

he pushes himself to a standing position before you can protest, or say anything really. his shirt is even more cropped now that he’s stretched to his full height, and you’re staring straight at his exposed happy trail and v-line. you’re pretty sure you see the top of a small tattoo by his hip.

your mouth goes dry, and you busy yourself grabbing your little purse from the floor.

“hurry back, i wanna hear more about this PR box fiasco.” gabby points a finger at you as you get up next, and you smile even though you know it’s a weak attempt.

“i’ll be quick.” you promise her.

adelaide gives you a little wave goodbye, which doesn’t quell your nerves as you turn to follow matt, who doesn’t wait for you to catch up.

he just throws the dressing room door open carelessly, letting it swing back so you have to stop it with your hand before it hits you. you glare at the back of his head, though you follow him in silence because you don’t know the way outside.

another security guard stands in the hall, and matt greets him with a quick nod as he heads outside, once again neglecting to hold it for you.

you mutter a quick hello to the man before stepping onto the little back patio. it’s the end of summer, edging toward fall now, so there’s just a slight chill in the air.

he’s already leaned up against the brick wall, situated on one of the steps down to the gated parking lot. for the first time tonight, he’s actually not looking at you, and it’s somewhat of a relief.

you dig around in your bag to retrieve your crinkled carton of cigarettes, flipping the lid open to pull one out and stick it between your lips. you’re about to put them away when matt clears his throat.

“can i bum one?” he asks softly.

it’s the least aggressive he’s been all night, and it throws you so off guard you can’t find anything to say back so him. so you just nod slowly, grabbing another cigarette for him and passing it over.

“thanks.”

“you got a light? couldn’t bring mine in.” you mutter, though your words slur because of the cig that’s between your teeth.

matt nods, ruffling his hair with one hand as the other slips into his back pocket. he pulls out a red disposable lighter and ignites it in one swift motion.

he holds it up to your mouth, burning the end of the thin roll of tobacco. he’s staring at your lips, thinking about how soft they look wrapped around that filter paper.

matt doesn’t want to be wondering what it would be like to feel them against his own, because you embarrassed him. he hates being embarrassed, especially by someone who walked right into his dressing room like she owned it.

you’re unlike any girl he’s ever met, and he’s fucking entranced.

you inhale, glancing to meet his blue eyes as the smoke fill your lungs, completely unaware of his thoughts. it’s familiar, and it calms you down a little bit.

you pull it from your mouth to exhale, watching as he lights his own before slipping the plastic device back into his pocket. he slumps back up against the wall, kicking one leg up to steady himself.

it’s silent again for a moment while you both enjoy the brief hits of nicotine, letting the clouds swirl up into the night. you both go to ash at the same time, and he breaks the tension first.

“so, what did you think of the show, sweetheart? your friend spoke for you, but i’m sure you have your own opinion.” he says, one side of his mouth tilted up.

you weigh up his statement, rewinding to an hour ago. you guys were in the upper wing, right by the stage in the front row. the view was great, and the energy was definitely there.

you remember matt, sweaty and focused as he banged on those fucking drums like his life depended on it. your eyes were drawn to him for a lot of the performance, to the intensity he brought to the stage.

that was before you knew about his superiority complex, though you should have been expecting it. he is, after all, a rising rock star.

“it was good.” you reply bluntly, shrugging as you bring your cigarette back to your lips.

he fully smiles now, though it’s not a warm one. then he follows your lead and takes another drag as well, his tattoos shifting as his muscles flex and relax due to the movement.

“don’t fucking humor me.” matt finally says seriously, and you narrow your eyes.

“i wasn’t, but it doesn’t matter either way. you think you’re the shit regardless.” you snap back.

matt softens a bit at your tone, but he’s also backed into a corner. you confuse him, because you’re impossible to read. that’s never happened to him before, and it’s annoyingly enticing.

“you don’t know a damn thing about me.”

“i know your type.” you argue sourly, sucking in another mouthful of smoke.

he turns his full attention to you now, shifting so he can look you right in the eyes. you wish it didn’t intimidate you so much, but the way he’s been leering at you all night makes you sweat.

“and what type would that be, hm?” matt goads.

you nudge at the concrete with the toe of your sneaker, pausing briefly to compose your answer.

“you’re arrogant, which either comes from the fame or the praise, or most likely both. in fact, you’re so cocky that you probably can’t be around anyone without patronizing them. i bet they all tell you how talented and badass you are, but you wanna know what i think?” you ask him, taking a hit of your cigarette for dramatic effect.

and it works. matt is hanging onto every word, waiting for you to deliver the final punch as you take a step closer, blowing the vapor toward him.

“i think that the whole time, they’re just waiting for you to shut the fuck up.”

for a second the world is still, and neither of you move an inch. he’s just studying you, eyes skipping across your face like he’s trying to commit it to memory.

“you want to know what i think?” he questions you quietly, and you can’t help but watch his lips as they move.

so pretty and pink, and you know he would taste like tobacco and sweat. you want to give in, but you won’t. one thing about you is that you’re stubborn, and you refuse to make the first move for this asshole.

“i think you like it.” matt finishes, so close to your lips now that he’s practically whispering his words against them.

just as you think he’s about to kiss you, to give you the power you crave, he tosses his cigarette to the ground and snuffs it out before stepping around you.

the only reminder that the moment was real is the door slamming shut behind him.

#matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #drummer!matt #fanfic #matt sturniolo smut #band au #matthew sturniolo x reader #Spotify

207 notes · View notes

meowzfordayz · 8 months

Text

in the footnotes of the heart

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~400

CW: none

Emergency Request Fulfilled: My bday is soon and I usually end up crying because my family ends up busy and my friends often forget. Im a bit anxious for it for that reason. I was wondering if I could get a rengoku x reader, just fluff and comfort on the reader's bday please?

Kyojuro who isn’t sure what to do for your birthday. It’s in three days—the first he’ll ever get to celebrate with you—and he’s beginning to panic. Kyojuro who’s considered organizing a surprise party, taking you out to lunch, cooking ordering you a fancy dinner, or planning a weekend getaway, but nothing feels quite right. He’s already asked for your opinion, but your quiet, “I don’t know, flowers would be nice,” wasn’t much help. Kyojuro who’s starting to think Maybe they don’t care for their birthday? There are plenty of people who treat their birthdays as they would any other day, and he certainly doesn’t want to overwhelm you if you’re one of those people. Kyojuro who, after spending a lazy, lovely Sunday walking through public gardens, sipping tea, and playing board games with you, decides Damn it, I’ve got to do something!!!!!

Because you make him smile. Because you make his chest blossom, his heart glow, his lungs ache, whenever you say his name. Because you hold his hand so tightly and truly, so full of wonder and adoration, that he can’t stop himself from squeezing your knuckles till you squeak—Kyo!—grinning unapologetically as he murmurs—I believe I am experiencing cute aggression?—eyes twinkling when you playfully smack his shoulder. Because you deserve to know how much of him is filled with you. How much of him, his mind, his body, is willingly yours. How he cries when he sings along to sappy love songs (only in the shower, of course); how he sobs when he imagines himself getting to grow old beside you (he had to excuse himself from the grocery store once).

Kyojuro who’s still snoring next to you when you wake up, brilliant and warm in the sunlight, his arms easy to drape over yourself as you scoot yourself into his embrace. “Are you really asleep?” you whisper, peering through his long lashes, settling into the faint ash and ember of his soft, dreaming form. He doesn’t reply. You giggle, pressing a light kiss into the hollow of his throat, head craning further upward when you finally notice. There’s a single rose behind him, its stem slender and petals creamy as it rises from its delicate, ceramic vase, the telltale red of a romantic bow—likely adorning a box—just barely visible, blending in with the fiery tips of his hair.

—

Y’know Kyo, sometimes it would be nice to snuggle and stay in bed for a little while, but nooo, you’ve always climbed Mount Everest or something by the time I wake up!

My love... I have never climbed Mount Everest...

#kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #rengoku x reader #flame hashira #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

135 notes · View notes

dinsdjrn · 11 months

Text

everything i wanted | j. miller | 2.8k

track one | track two | masterlist

bodyguard!AU

AU!Joel x singer!f!reader

summary: it's not what i meant when i said i wanted to be seen. a scary note, a long day, and a security detail.

tags for the series: 18+, minors DNI, angst/fluff/eventual smut, sarah's dead (plot), ellie is alive, parental manipulation/abuse (maternal), depression, drug and alcohol use, sobriety, stalker behaviour from a fan, will update as i go, this ones gonna get dark but it will have the happy feel good too! as always if anything is missing tell me and i will add it!

a/n: another wip that im pumped about, and guess what i have already written pt 2.. so thats coming. this is intro it really picks up next chapter xoxo.

track one - to be seen

It was a cool winter night in LA, or well as cool as LA gets. You had just arrived back at the house you rented in LA when you were in the studio. It had been a pretty typical day for you, your album had just been released and you were doing loads of press. You were also attempting to write and produce a deluxe edition of your most recent studio album. The resounding success of your first album catapulted you into fame overnight.

This second album was much more by the book, trimmed and produced as if to make you a working dog eager to please those who owned your success. You felt it was missing the grit of your first album. You hoped with the release of a deluxe edition you’d be able to bring that grit back in, take back control of your sound. The only issue being you had to write the songs to be able to produce them.

You were so excited to just collapse into bed, it had been a long day doing both a morning talkshow and late night TV. You reminded yourself that this was your dream for so long and it was finally happening. Two be grateful for the love and support. That your fans cared about you and the songs you made.

‘They started your career, and if you don’t work for them they’ll end it.’ you could hear your mother in your head. So you turned your exhaustion into gratefulness. Long days meant a long career ahead.

As you unlocked the door to your house a small envelope fell from the crack of the door to your feet.

Probably just a flyer. You thought to yourself.

You picked it up and made your way into the modern home. The kitchen was clean and a bit too sterile for your liking. You missed home, your friends, your dad, playing gigs at bars and comedy shows. This life was overwhelming, it felt like a tornado scooped you up and placed you in LA, New York, or London. Your heart was both so full and so empty all at once.

You opened the envelope with your finger and pulled out a small piece of paper.

And just like that, your chest went tight, phone falling to the tile floor and the world stopped moving.

‘I’ve found you, and I’m never letting you go. You’re going to be mine forever. Love always, B.’

The next twelve hours were a whirlwind, it was a blur. Going from your house to you managers, and now back to Golden Record headquarters at a bright and early 4am. You sat in meetings for hours, where people would talk about you as if you weren’t there. By ten in the morning it was decided that the letter was a threat and you needed a new apartment and a permanent body guard. By eleven, a firm had been hired and a detail was on the way. By noon you were being shuffled away to a new apartment with a large broody man who was referred to as Miller.

You had never felt so tired in your life, being awake going on twenty eight hours now and coming down from a hit of adrenaline had really taken all you had left to give. You sunk into the leather seats of the large black SUV and let out a large sigh clenching your fists and closing your eyes.

You glanced over taking in the man who was assigned to be your detail for the next three days. Three days on, rotating between Miller and Jones they said, two private details until they decided there was no threat to your life.

Miller, first name unknown, was quite handsome. He had thick brown hair and soft waves, he was wearing all black t-shirt and jeans that fit is form extremely well. He was toned. But not to the point of being ��chiseled”, his jaw was square and there was a seriousness to him. It made him look threatening even. He pulled out his phone briefly as the car started moving and you could see his jaw tighten at whatever message he had received.

“So is Miller what I am supposed to call you? Or Is there a first name that goes along with it?” You asked through a yawn.

“Joel Miller,” He said quickly, not even glancing in your direction.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Joel.” You said. An awkward silent fell between you, you shifted in your seat.

As if by grace of the gods, your phone began ringing loudly.

Joel glanced to see if there was caller ID, it was just your mother. A conversation you’re sure couldn’t be delayed, but you dreaded it none the less.

“Hey mom,” you sighed.

“Why did I have call you?!” She started. “You’d think that when something like this happens I’d find out from my OWN daughter, not her manager telling me she won’t be recording today!”

You just put her on speaker and let her berate you for not telling her, you scrolled through twitter wondering how your interviews were being received.

“Are you even listening to me?! You don’t have anything to say for yourself?!” She dramatized.

“Mom, I’m really sorry. Everything happened so fast and I was in meetings all night. I was about to call y-“

“I don’t want to hear excuses, this is stupid. You’re being dramatic, if you had thought this through you could have recorded today.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” you droned.

It wasn’t an uncommon track to play, you get blamed for something out of your control and you apologize for something that wasn’t your fault.

“I didn’t have a whole ton of material today anyway. I’ll make sure we do double time tomorrow and I was going to write this afternoon,” you said hoping you were reaching the end of the conversation.

“Good, you’re not popular enough to slack off. One popular song isn’t the promise of a career,” She said in a matter of fact tone.

“I know, I’ll keep working on it,” you pinched the bridge of your nose.

Joel had been so quiet next to you, not seeming interested at all in the conversation at hand. For the best, every time you spoke with your mother, she took a small piece of your soul with her. Breaking you down into the perfect little star, nothing left of who you once were.

“Great! Make sure you don’t waste the potential of this! Crisis’ creates hits! Alright my love, Jan and I are meeting for breakfast on Fifth so I have to go! Next time you’re in New York we’ll catch up”

“Yeah, talk so-,” the call ended before you could finish your sentence.

At least she was happy, and you needed to lay down for the foreseeable future. You rubbed your temple and sighed, you just wanted to curl up and cry until there wasn’t anything left.

As soon as you arrived at the new apartment you noticed your clothes packed neatly away for you, it comforted you knowing you wouldn’t have to go back to the house. You laid down fully clothed on your bed, finally alone for the first time in twenty-nine hours, and you let yourself cry.

By the time you had woken up it was nearly dark out, the sun had made its descent past the Los Angeles skyline and all that was left were the warm oranges and reds of the evening.

You were still tired but needed to get up, eat and do a bit of work. You grabbed your phone to check the time, 7:31. You noticed a few missed texts from your dad back home, your manager, and saw a headline on twitter about a police presence at your house.

You swiped away the twitter notifications not wanting to be reminded what a nightmare the last day was. You opened the text conversation with your dad, certain he just wanted to check in.

Hey Kiddo, hope you’re doing okay? Mom called, here for you.

No surprise there, they divorced as soon as you had moved out for good, but she would always call to prove a point. To let him know that she knew something before he did.

Hi Dad, I’m ok, uneasy but ok. Talk soon :)

Your manager had texted you the phone number of both security details and the company they worked for just incase something were to go awry.

You made your way to the living room, Joel was there sitting at the island on his phone. You made your way to the fridge not surprised to find it empty. You sighed pulling out your phone to order delivery.

“You hungry?” You asked him.

“Huh?” He looked confused. You noticed he had put his phone away and was standing again.

“I’m gonna order some Thai food, do you want me to grab you something?” You explained.

“Oh, uh, that’s alright, thank you though.”

You noted he had a slight southern accent.

“Well there’s no food here so…” you trailed.

“Well just grab whatever and I’ll eat some of it,” you nodded in return.

It didn’t take long for your food to arrive, you and Joel both grabbed a plate and ate in silence. You hated every second of it. You’re not sure he felt it though, the uncomfortable silence between you.

After eating you grabbed your headphones and made your was to the living room. You had to have something to show for yourself in the studio tomorrow. You could tell there was frustration around your deluxe edition, you had recorded and scrapped three songs this week alone.

Just as you were grabbing your guitar your phone started ringing on the table.

James

You answered immediately.

“James! What’s up?” You were excited to hear from your best friend.

“Hey girl! Some crazy shit going down this morning?” He asked.

“Something like that,” you sighed, giving him just a few details of the past day.

“Well, I’m here if you need me. I did have a question though?”

“What’s up?”

“How would you like to come out with some friends tomorrow? We have a table at new bar and it might be fun, take some stress off!”

“I-,” you started, being cut off immediately.

“Before you shut me down you only have to come for like ONE drink,” He said emphasizing the ‘one’.

You sighed, “Fine. ONE drink. Text me the details and I’ll run it past my security team.”

“Fancy ass security team. Are they at least hot?”

You scoffed.

“So they’re super hot,” he made it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Okay, I’m hanging up now. Love you, bye!” You said ending the call before any more words could be exchanged.

You phone buzzed immediately. It was James.

Lucky bitch! Send a picture ;) here’s the details for tomorrow xo.

[attachment: 1 image]

A screenshot with the details. You loved the message and left it at that.

“So what are you running past your security team?” Joel inquired, your head snapped in his direction.

“Drinks with a friend tomorrow, at an exclusive restaurant.” You showed him the screenshot.

“I don’t think that’s a great idea,” He sounded unsure.

“I’m not really asking; I mean I am, but if there’s even a slight chance I’d like to go.”

Joel sighed and scratched his temple, “Alright.”

“Great, you can stay here if you want. I don’t think going out with a large group requires this level of security.” You pushed to see what the answer would be.

“Do you have any concern for your own safety?” He scoffed toward you.

“It was an empty threat, Miller. Look I can appreciate everyones concern for my safety, but this is hardly the worst thing anyones said to me.” Your annoyance was no longer easily masked.

He inhaled sharply at your remark as if it surprised him.

“Yeah, but most of the time the things people say aren’t in an envelope on your door.”

You just sighed in return.

“Alright well, then you come with me. No use getting up in arms about it.”

The dark and broody man crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the counter. Somehow it made him look exceptionally powerful. The muscles in his arms moved and shifted showing how well defined they were, he had a few tattoos that peaked out from below his t-shirt sleeve. You had realized your were staring and quickly turned to look down at your notebook, Joel still in your peripheral.

“So is there any reason you took this job, Joel Miller?” You asked as you reached for your guitar again, finally starting on a song. You had a soft tune stuck in your head since your meeting with the security team earlier that day that you had to put to chords.

“I don’t think knowing about my personal life is keeping you any safer,” he grumbled.

“Maybe not safer, but more comfortable with my situation perhaps.” You continued to hum the same tune over again. Scribbling lyrics into your notebook.

Not what I meant when I said that, I wanted to be seen.

“Well, Miller? Why private security?” You pressed.

“My uh- my kid. It is just her and I, the gig pays well and I’ve been told I look like an attack dog before.”

That made you laugh.

“Whoever said that, I whole heartedly agree,” you smiled at him.

“I’ll do it if I have to,” you hummed, “hope and dun na in between.”

Quickly jotting down the first part of that lyric, hoping the second half would just come to you.

“So, this kid, tell me about them?” You asked strumming some barre chords.

“No.”

“Oh come on! Her name? Her age? Anything?”

“Have you ever been told you’re too friendly? That you pry?” He scoffed.

“Most people don’t seem to have problems with it funny enough,” you quipped.

“Ellie, she’s fourteen,” he hesitated, “she like jokes, the outdoors and playing guitar.”

He was very grumbly and reluctant. You could help but smile at the fact at at least today he would talk to you.

“Well if she’s any good you should bring her to the studio! Maybe she can help me get out of my slump,” you chuckled smiling at him.

For a moment his face softened and he smiled lightly at you. It sent a chill down your spine, he was handsome when he was hard and cold. But that moment of softness made your stomach do backflips. You quickly looked back down.

“Dun dun little empire and made a mm mm mess,” you jotted that down.

“She’d uh love that you know. Thanks,” Joel interrupted momentarily.

You smiled and nodded for at him. He didn’t say anything else after that leaving you to record little voice notes here and there.

You got on a bit of a roll writing this song. It had finally sparked something exciting in you. Maybe writing something your mom would detest was what you needed to do more often. She only ever wanted a breakup ballad or an upbeat song. The songs that you loved most though were the ones that pulled from your soul, explained the pressure you were under. They were the flowers that bloomed in your darkest parts, picking them and presenting them hoping someone would understand you.

As you worked Joel sat on the stool on his phone, or worked away on his laptop you’re sure filling out reports for the day. You couldn’t help but stare as he worked. It made your song writing take exponentially longer, but he was just mesmerizing. You’d never felt a pull like this to anyone. Maybe it was his mysterious demeanour or his unparalleled looks or even the sense that he was a bit dangerous. Any way about it he was off limits.

You knew everything in your head was off limits, but fantasies weren’t going to hurt anyone. Joel Miller was devilishly sharp and handsome, and you were going to be spending a lot of time together in the coming weeks.

By the time midnight rolled around again you had the bones of a song and a headache to match. You yawned and stretches your back, it ached from being hunched over your notebook.

“Right, well, I think it’s time for me to go to bed, Joel.” You closed your book and stood up.

“Alright, have a good sleep. If you need anything, I’m just down the hall in the security room.”

You nodded taking him in one more time, his salt and pepper hair, tight fitting t-shirt and chiseled jaw sent you into a frenzy.

“Anything else y’a need?” He looked at you confused.

“Oh, uh no, goodnight!” You turned on your heels embarrassment flooded your system.

This was a bad crush, but when he looked at you it was electric. No matter what you felt when he looked at you, you’re sure it was one sided. Your fantasies had to stay just as they were, no matter what.

track two

tags: @joelsversion @tightjeansjavi @pedgeitopascalreads @wand-erer5 @orcasoul @quality-lust @bearsbeetsbeskar (once again new fic new tag list, if you'd like to be added lmk, if you want to be tagged in everything i post just lmk, i don't wanna tag anyone who doesnt want it 🥺❤️)

#joel miller au #joel miller fic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller angst #joel miller fanfic #joel miller smut #joel miller series #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fluff #the last of us fanfiction

153 notes · View notes

storiesofleftoverghosts · 1 year

Text

dating the batboys... and their Taylor Swift songs (1/2)

pairings: Bruce Wayne x GN!Reader, Dick Grayson x GN!Reader

warnings: none

requested?: nope!

a/n: FOR SOME REASON MY TUMBLR ACTED UP AND POSTED ONE OF MY DRAFTS OH MY GOD IM SO EMBARRASSED. but of course my first work is Taylor Swift related. for those wondering, i don’t know if i’ll be doing romantic Damian Wayne anytime soon. just feels a bit weird. anyway! also I just wanted to get something out for people to see my writing style. expect part two with Jason and Tim tomorrow.

Bruce Wayne

as much as I love Bruce, I’m 100% a believer that it would be somewhat difficult to be in a relationship with him

i mean look at his taste in partners...

of course it’s because he’s Batman and he’s a secret vigilante blah blah blah

but also because he is Bruce Wayne!

THE BRUCE WAYNE

he is literally Kim Kardashian status people

which means if you start dating him, you’re going to have to constantly deal with paparazzi, people digging into your personal life, etc.

and that’s just the surface level

the man has a lot of undealt with trauma and doesn’t believe he deserves love

plus he’s not one to open up about his emotions

I’d feel like there’d be a lot of arguments where Bruce goes too far trying to be protective because he doesn’t want to lose you but he doesn’t explicitly say that so he comes off as being a dick

do not expect this man to verbally apologize if you get into any arguments

he’ll apologize to you in his own way of course

if he was injured while on his nightly duties, he would distance himself from you while he healed (before you found out he was Batman)

would hesitantly let you patch him up because he doesn’t want you to see him as weak (after you find out)

once you do find out about his double life, expect Bruce to forbid you from trying to become a vigilante

he’s lost friends, past lovers, hell eventually even his own son

he would not let you do anything involving it and that’s finally

sorry dude

but it’s not too bad

Bruce loves you with his full heart

and he would do just about anything for you

no doubt in my mind this man would spoil you rotten

getting to see the somewhat soft side of Bruce more often than anyone else

not too big on PDA but once it’s just you two, this man cannot keep his hands to himself

going to one of his galas once you guys publicly announce your relationship and getting slightly overwhelmed from it all

him pulling you off to the side and making sure you’re okay

Alfred becoming a good friend of yours

once he fully trusts you and believes you to be his one and only, i think he’d tell you about his other life

or maybe you just accidentally stumble into the batcave

anyway i think he’d either put you in self-defense classes or teach you because it’s gotham and he can’t risk you getting hurt

he’d probably feel like he could never give you the peaceful life you deserve but he could never give up being batman

just understand that he’s an emotionally constipated man but he truly is head over heels for you

With all this considered I want to say that Dancing With Our Hands Tied (from Reputation) and peace (from folklore) are the best songs that would describe being with Bruce.

“People started talking, putting us through our paces I knew there was no one in the world who could take it I had a bad feeling

But we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied.”

Seeing the tabloids, the color drained from your face. You thought you would have more time before the press started trying to figure out who you were. No, you thought you and Bruce were being careful, sneaking around. But clearly not careful enough. There was your picture, on the front cover of one of the most popular magazines in Gotham. You couldn’t ignore the big bold letters already accusing you of using Bruce.

A shaky breath escaped your lips as you set the magazines down on the table. You were so caught up in your thoughts you hadn’t heard footsteps approaching you until you felt strong arms wrap around your waist. Your eyes fell shut as you leaned into Bruce’s soft and warm touch. For a second, it was like every thought left your mind at once. It was surprising the effect Bruce had on you.

Bruce’s eyes traveled down to what you had set down. He rolled his eyes once he read what the magazines had already started to say about you. It would be a lie if he had said he was surprised the paparazzi had already found out about you. He knew it would only be a matter of time before they found out, especially with just how famous he was.

However, he was more worried about you. He felt a twinge of guilt shoot through his heart. It was his fault after all you were now in the spotlight. He was used to being in it, especially from such a young age. But sometimes not even he can handle being under the constant watch of the public eye. No one can.

Of course, Bruce was also nervous about you. If you were going to stay or not. This had always been a deal breaker for his past relationships. Well besides the fact of him being a vigilante. But normally they didn’t last that long for him to even think of telling his partner. However, you were different. You were someone who challenged him to think differently, and you constantly believed there was good in people, no matter what. He didn’t want to lose you. He just had a bad feeling. He squeezed a little bit tighter, but not too much to hurt you.

“If you’re worried I’m going to leave, don’t be. I knew exactly what I was signing up for when I agreed to go out with you.” You turned to face him and cupped his cheek. He almost melted into your touch. He looked into your loving eyes. He didn’t have to say anything, but you knew that he was just as much in love with you as you were with him.

Dick Grayson

Dick is a very complex character

this man is also traumatized

his trauma is not talked about enough by the fandom and its sad

I would say that he’s moved past it, but it’s also left its scars (like trauma does)

he’s just so used to trying to make everyone happy he forgets to take care of his own feelings (im not projecting shut up)

but after being friends for a while and he starts dating you, you’d see right through him

him constantly deflecting his emotions with comedy because the man doesn’t like to be in uncomfortable situations and feelings are uncomfortable

he’s a stubborn man so you’d have to be an even more stubborn person to try and make him change his mind in an argument

but even then sometimes there’s nothing that could change his mind

having a heart attack because this man doesn’t tend to think before jumps

however, he is such a sweetheart when it comes to relationships

he’s always putting you before himself

don’t let him push you away because he thinks he’s protecting you

always asking about your day and genuinely being interested in whatever you have to say

man’s gets literally heart eyes whenever you open your mouth

he is so big on PDA!

he’s always holding your hand or has an arm wrapped around your shoulder when you go out into public

being in awe of how flexible he can bend his body

until he pranks you by bending over backwards and running at you

“THAT WAS NOT FUNNY I ALMOST KICKED YOU” “it was funny to me and that’s what matters”

being Dick Grayson and Nightwing makes his life hectic, but he always makes time for you

not being too surprised when you eventually find out he is Nightwing

due to the fact when you’d go out by yourself, Nightwing would always happen to “bump” into you and would make sure you’d get to your destination safely

you knew those quips and that laugh from anywhere

turning anything you two do together into a date

whenever he notices you are not taking care of yourself or are just having a bad day, he does self care days with you

you doing the same for him

he doesn’t have as bad of overprotective issues as Bruce does

but he still has lost so many people in his life so of course he’s gonna be terrified of losing you like that

I just don’t think he’d let it control him

he’s so in love with you it’s not even funny

Okay so I’m so confident in my answer when I say that Paper Rings (from Lover) and The Archer (from Lover) are so Dick Grayson it’s not even funny. He’s just Lover coded, I don’t know what to tell y’all!

“I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings

Uh huh, that's right

Darling, you're the one I want, and

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this

Uh huh, that's right

Darling, you’re the one I want”

“Dick!” You laughed and quickly turned your head away to not get hit with the paper wrapper from the straw he had blown towards you. He had missed his target, and the wrapper fell on the recently mopped checked floor. You shot a playful glare at him and stuck your red straw into your shared milkshake. He gave you one of his iconic smiles, putting his straw into the milkshake too.

The two of you were currently sitting in a big red booth in a 24/7 dinner at three in the morning. The smell of greasy food had filled the air, but it was quickly becoming a comfort smell to you. This had recently become a weekly thing between Dick and you. Whenever you both just couldn’t fall asleep, you’d find yourselves at the diner, talking about anything and everything under the sun. What can you say? The city never sleeps and neither do you two.

Your eyes wandered to the city lights outside. For once, Blüdhaven seemed still, as if it were frozen in time. Your mind wandered as you began to think how you ended up here in the first place. You had been friends with Dick since you were kids, always glued at the hip. It was no surprise feelings had started to develop as you grew older and as the days grew on, it had gotten harder to keep from him.

That was until one night, he showed up at your apartment drunk. Dick was never one to hold his liquor well. You had begrudgingly dragged him in and made a bed for him on the couch. It was then he started to spout out how he’s loved you since you were teenagers and how he couldn’t imagine his life without you. He then begged you not to leave and pulled you on the soft couch with him. It was hard to say no, so you didn’t and enjoyed the silence.

The next morning, you and Dick had a heart to heart and opened up about each others feelings to each other. Since that day, you’ve been stuck like glue to each other. When he wanted to leave to Blüdhaven, you were right behind him and moved in with him. It was funny to think that if it hadn’t been for that drunken “accident”, you wouldn’t have been where you are.

Feeling something being slid on your finger, you snapped out of your thoughts and looked down. It was a thin paper ring made from the straw wrapper. You looked up and stared into the ocean blue eyes that stared right back.

“Someday, it will be an actual ring.” Dick smiled and reached for your hand. You smiled and let him hold your hand, taking in just now warm and soft his hand was. It felt like home to you. You softly squeezed it, and took a sip from your milkshake. For now, this small paper ring would be more than enough for you.

#bruce wayne x reader #batman x reader #dick grayson x reader #nightwing x reader #fanfiction #x reader #taylor swift #taylor swift inspired #elliessodashop

170 notes · View notes

nukaberries · 1 year

Note

Ahh im so happy to find a blog that writes new vegas! I got into it recently and its so fun! Sometimes i get tired of hearing the radio especially if im travelling way too much, so i just start singing any song that pops into my head or talk to the companions like they're real pfft

im also way too cheery for my own good lmao, game devs knew what they were doing when there was no push button for running, you know how many times i ran into mines and kept running 🧍🏽

I kinda wanna know how the companions would react to that? A Courier who practically bounces as they walk and if its not the radio or them talking to fill the silence, its them singing as they shoot radscorpions !! Couriers not half bad at singing either! They mostly sing quietly while walking the mojave for obvious reasons but on a night they feel especially safe, they'll be singing so well people will wonder why they're not making holotapes for mr new vegas to play (esp if they say the radio gets annoying at times)im sorry this is long im just excited to see a new vegas writer that hasnt left their blog 🤧

I'm SO late to this one, I'm so sorry! But I'm so glad you're enjoying New Vegas! It's tied with Red Dead Redemption 2 as one of my favourite video games! And I'm exactly the same when I play New Vegas, the radio's never off and I have no spatial awareness. I hope this was worth the wait!! (Sorry again lmao)

Companions React to a Loud/Chatty Courier (Includes: Arcade, Boone, Cass, Lily, Raul and Veronica)

Arcade Gannon Admittedly, he's a little intimidated at first. He agrees to go with the Courier since there's no point in him sticking around Freeside where he's not helping anyone. He just doesn't realise he's taken up with the most obnoxious person in the West. He's not annoyed by any means, in fact, the singing is actually quite a nice change from the radio. The constant talking is a little overwhelming for him at first though, as someone whose trying his best to keep his past with the Enclave a secret. He knows the Courier means no harm, and he feels a little guilty having to shut down their questions about him, knowing that they only mean well. They do bring out a different side to him he didn't know he had and he sometimes finds himself humming along to either the radio or Six's singing.

Craig Boone At first, he's annoyed by the Courier, but it's not like he has anything better to do. They're his best chance at wiping out the Legion, even if their incessant talking and singing is a little too much for him. He doesn't have a problem with them, but he prefers silence to having to begrudgingly answer someone who talks at a million miles per hour. The only time he'll really voice his complaints is when he actually needs them to be quiet, such as if they're trying to stealthily take out enemies, thankfully the Courier seems to know when to turn off their radio and stop singing. Eventually, the constant chatter and the singing - that he'll never admit is actually enough to rival the radio songs - become background noise he learns to appreciate. He'll never join in with the Courier's singing, but he tries his best to answer their questions and respond to their comments.

Rose of Sharon Cassidy Cass is another one who can't stand the Courier's chatter and singing at first, however, she's more than willing to voice this. A few times, she actually hid the Courier's Pip-Boy while they slept, unfortunately for Cass, they'd already memorised all the lyrics to Johnny Guitar and sung that on repeat for most of the day. It was starting to reach the point where Cass was certain they were doing it on purpose. The singing she hated, but the talking? She didn't mind the talking. In fact, Cass actually looked forward to the talking, she often struggled to make friends, considering her problems with whiskey, so it was nice to just make conversation sometimes. Sure, she'd still keep trying to put an end to the singing, no matter how good it was, but the talking Cass could live with.

Lily Bowen The first time Lily started travelling with the Courier, she was thrilled. Everyone in Jacobstown took life a little too seriously and being with the Courier was a refreshing change for her. Unlike most of the other companions, Lily actually loves the singing and the talking. She'll even suggest that the Courier tries their hand at singing on the Strip, the Tops and the Atomic Wrangler are always looking for new acts after all. Lily will even try and sing along with them, before realising her voice doesn't exactly compliment or rival the Courier's, but so long as they encourage to join in, she always will. The talking is just as lovely for her, it's nice to know that the Courier still cares about their grandma, even if they are growing up so fast.

Raul Tejada Never in all his years of being alive has he met someone like the Courier. It was one thing that they managed to deal with Tabitha, but the fact that they did it with Radio New Vegas playing on full blast from their Pip-Boy? Raul wasn't sure whether to be impressed or absolutely terrified. He leans more towards the latter once he starts travelling with them, struggling to keep up with the Courier constantly asking him questions about where he's from and what his life was like before the war and how he turned ghoul. Like Arcade, Raul finds it overwhelming and eventually asks politely if the Courier can calm down a little with all the questions, thankful when they actually oblige. He learns to love the Courier in spite of their loud habits, even being happy to fix their Pip-Boy when it stops letting them connect to the radio stations. It's against his better judgement, but they seem grateful for it.

Veronica Santangelo She immediately bonds with the Courier over their love for Radio New Vegas. Veronica wishes she had her own Pip-Boy so she could listen to the radio in her own free time, since lugging a radio around the Mojave Desert doesn't seem like the best idea. She absolutely loves the Courier's singing too, insisting that they don't forget her once they make it big in some bar in New Reno. She also tries her best to be the Courier's backup singer when wandering the wasteland, however, she accidentally stumbles up on a lot of her lyrics and trying to pronounce "Agua Fria" at the start of Big Iron quickly becomes the bane of her existence. Veronica also loves to gossip with the Courier, about her love life - and the Courier's if they're willing to disclose it - and all her least favourite things about her commanding officers in the Brotherhood. Whenever she travels with Six, Veronica manages to get a lot of off her chest

#fallout #fallout new vegas #fallout companions #fallout x reader #fallout imagines #fallout headcanons #courier six #arcade gannon #craig boone #rose of sharon cassidy #lily bowen #raul tejada #veronica santangelo

226 notes · View notes

pray4saint · 9 months

Note

IM BACKKKK, can i get jamie with a reader who gets really overstimulated easily. like maybe it's when r first comes home from a long day at work or something, and he's just like BLARING music, and r just starts spiraling, and jamie can't figure out why—until he does.

that was very self-indulgent, but do with it what you will. 🫶🫶🫶🫶

james potter with overstimulated!reader

masterlist & descrip. pg. 13+. reader has sensory issues. established relationship. use of 'y/n'.

a/n. as someone with mild sensory issues, this shouldn't be too difficult / reminder for readers, only my mutuals can request marauders fics

you come home tired, already a little dizzy in the head. through the door you can hear your boyfriend's music and you sigh, turning the handle and pushing the door open. across the room, the vinyl player sits, playing one of his favourite songs at full volume, and now that you're in the room, it feels so much louder than it did in the hallway.

when james hears the front door close, his head snaps up from the journal he was writing in and when his gaze lands on you, he smiles. ”hey doll, welcome home.” you return the smile, although yours isn't genuine, it's irritated and forced, and james can tell. but before he can stop you to ask what's wrong, you've walked off to the bedroom and closed the door.

after about fifteen minutes, he gets up, leaving the music playing. when he nudges the bedroom door open, he sees you sat with your back against the headboard, knees pulled up to your chest and your head in your knees. you weren't crying, and he felt a small wave of relief come over him. ”close the door..” you muttered right as james was about to step closer to you. hesitantly, he shut the door and took small steps closer to you. ”s'something wrong love?” he sits close to you but still on the edge of the bed, one leg crossed on the bed while the other dangles off the edge. you don't say anything, you can't. it's all getting too loud. all you can manage is to lift your head enough to nod a yes. subconsciously, his bottom lips moves out past his top and his lips downturn. while your head is still up, you notice.

”is there anything i can do precious?” it was the overwhelming sound of the music in the next room. you knew that much, but you couldn't stop the switch in your brain that went from silent to screaming. james looked at you with such intent despite your yelling about work and your colleagues and the boss and your family. but still, you didn't say anything about the music. james only nodded along to your loud complaints. you rarely ever snapped at him so when you did, it wasn't only unexpected, it was a little bit scary too. then the switch is off again, and you're leaning back against the headboard, shutting your mouth tight. ”i'm gonna go make you something to eat, i know you had a hard day today..” his words are quiet and shaky, and you feel bad about your outburst. it's not his fault. ”would you please come with me?” he outstretches his hand to you and your gaze shifts between his eyes and his palm. timidly, you place your hand in his and the two of you walk out of the bedroom.

as soon as the volume is risen again against your ears, you go to retract your hand from his, except he does it first. he moves to turn the music down, way down, and then decidedly off. at first you think he could read your mind, but then he speaks. ”c'mon, gotta be able to hear you talk.”

”okay, what about?” your voice is at a normal volume and your tone is stable and james is confused. ”wha-” somehow in his mind, he pieces things together. the storming off, and outburst and the silence, the loud music. he pieced it together because marlene was the same way when he was in school. james reaches to take both of your hands in his and bring them up to his lips for quick, gentle kisses. ”was it the sound? if so m'sorry love.” for a moment you're left in a haze, mostly about how he figured it out and you just stare at him.

”yeah.” finally, the word escapes your mouth as you let out air you didn't even know you were holding in. ”how did you–”

”marls was the same. but believe me y/n if i had known it'd cause you issues i wouldn't have–” you cut him off with a squeeze of his hands. ”jamie. it's fine. you didn't know.” he looked at you with heavy regret, like he could cry. he looked like a kicked puppy. by his hands in yours, you pulled him a little closer to you and pulled one of your hands out of tangle and placed it against his cheek. ”i promise jamie, i'm okay.” he nods against your hand, leaning into the warm touch. ”i need you to promise to give me some kind of sign you're uncomfortable if anything like that ever happens again.”

you almost laugh, you knew james wouldn't let it happen again, at least not in your own home. but james' serious expression makes you swallow your laugh and bite back an amused smile. ”i promise.”

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

#pray4saint #saint's inbox !!#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #gn!reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus moony lupin #remus john lupin #moony #marauders x reader #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #₊ପ remus #saint's friends: reign !!

86 notes · View notes

random-writer-person · 3 months

Text

I Wanna Be Yours

Remus Lupin x Reader Smut

this was a request from Annabella-darklight on my wattpad

they wanted the same as my last one shot but rough. it's got some changes but essentially the same plot i hope you like it.

word count: 2178

Warnings: Rough smut, penetration, tying fem reader up, oral (fem receiving)

————————————

Recently your band has been increasing in popularity. Now you're not very overwhelmed because you know what to expect.

how you may ask? Well, you are currently dating a member of one of the most popular bands in the world. who? only Remus Lupin of the Marauders. you weren't public because you were more scared than Remus. also, you are very stubborn that the popularity of your band is based on your band's music only.

your band mates Lily, Marlene, and Dorcas have been catching onto your strange behaviour recently and have been asking questions. you wanted to tell them badly but you had an idea.

you showed them your new song and they loved it. you're so glad they loved it. This is the most meaningful song you have ever written in your life. not so much the lyrics or anything but what you're planning to do with the song.

you already cleared things with Remus he was going to be there for the first show of your tour. he had no idea what was coming which was great. so you set your plan in motion. you and your band spent forever practicing making sure everything was perfect.

The night of the show everything was going great. Remus was right in front of the stage people recognizing him immediately and him being polite but blowing them off to watch you. you had your eyes on him pretty much all night and his eyes were on you. your plan would be set into motion for the last song of the night.

"Hey everybody, how are you tonight?" you ask and the whole crowd screams. "Lovely. I hope you guys enjoyed our set this is our last song of the night it's never been heard by anyone but the band so I hope you enjoy it." they scream again. "it's called I wanna be Yours" With that the girls start playing their instruments and you start swaying to the music dancing a little. When you look down you see Remus raise an eyebrow, you smirk and start singing.

"I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust. wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust." you continue staring at him. It was a well-known fact in the fandom that Remus likes older things, one of those things was his car. a Ford Cortina. while you continue singing he knows it was about him and he's smiling hard getting the meanings behind all the words.

when you get to the line "at least as deep as the Pacific Ocean, now I wanna be yours." you drop to your knees and crawl towards Remus continuing to sing. When you sing "Maybe I just wanna be yours, I wanna be yours" you hold his chin between your fingers and slide your thumb against his lip. he bit his lip and you smile turning around standing up and continuing to sing.

Now your plan was set into motion. you planted the bait you won't see Remus until tomorrow after your publicity interview and you were counting on them asking about what happened.

when you got back to your hotel room everyone was blasting your messages, Remus, Sirius, and James. Sirius and James didn't know but you were friends due to your connection through music. you ignored them all but you couldn't ignore your bandmates who stormed into your room.

"y/n what the hell was that!?" Lily asks throwing herself onto your bed.

"uh..." you were about to answer then Marlene butted in.

"Are you and him like a thing? you know what the interviewer tomorrow is gonna do babes." she was worried but you were counting on them doing that.

"honestly guys it's fine I have it under control can you just wait until tomorrow it will all be cleared up? trust me" You smile at them and they smile back.

"fine but if this fucks with our tour im going to kill you," Dorcas said with a playful glare.

"if anything it'll get us more ticket sales," Marlene smirks heading out of my room with the other two. you roll your eyes and jump into bed going to sleep for the night.

the next morning you work up right on time ready to get pampered for the interview. your publicist came and was lecturing the band on what to say and how to avoid saying things. She turns to you.

"what are we doing about this Remus situation" she smirks a little. Alice was the best. even though she's our publicist she's also our best friend and she has our best interest at heart. you knew she was happy for you.

"I've got it under control don't worry I know what to do." she nods and goes back to the other.

in no time you guys were sitting on the comfortable couches ready to talk to Drew Berrymore.

"so I don't mean to start the interview off with gossip but everyone wants to know. what is going on between you and Remus y/n?" she tilts her head smiling kindly at you. She was your favourite interviewer.

"oh lord" I chuckle nervously hiding my face in my hands. " alright, alright, okay we're dating. we have been for a while almost a year now. That whole show of things was to announce it. though he had no idea." you smile a little mischievously.

"Will he be mad about you announcing it without him knowing?" she looks concerned.

"Remus? no. he couldn't care less if people knew or not. on one hand, he likes to keep things private but on the other, he's also very possessive so he wants everyone to know I'm his. so he kinda put that job on my shoulders. I just wanted to have some fun with it." we all laughed and drew turns to the girls.

"did you girls know about this?" they all shook their heads hard.

"no she was acting a little strange so we were suspicious but we never guessed this. a pleasant surprise." Lily smiles big. she's always loved Remus.

"don't be sad guys no one knew. not even James and Siri. just our families." you pat Marlene who looked in shock on the shoulder.

"you called sirius siri does that mean you all are friends with the marauders?" she asks curiously.

"oh very much yeah we met through our publicist, whose husband is the marauder's publicist, that's how I met Remus. I guess I owe all my thanks to Frank and Alice Longbottom." you smile big at the camera and make a heart with your fingers. Alice behind the camera does the same.

after all of that, the interview went back to your music and ended soon after. when you walk out of the interview you grab your phone and see messages from Remus.

My moony❤️

What was that at the concert?

I mean it was really hot but what?

that was last night when I was ignoring him for the rest of the news to come out.

My moony❤️

Oh god, I love you.

turn around.

I looked at that message in confusion seeing it just came in and turn around. you see Remus standing there with a single daisy and a smile.

"hello love" he picks you up into his arms hugging you and spinning you around.

"Remmy what are you doing here?" you hold his cheeks pecking his lips.

"I wanted to surprise you for a change. I see what your whole plan was now." he chuckles into your neck still hugging you.

"was it a bad plan?" you get nervous you did something he didn't want.

"no love it was amazing." he leaned down to your ear. "I'll be thinking about that concert for many nights to come."

"Oh," I raise my eyebrow in teasing curiosity.

"oh I can't do it anymore come we're going home." he grabbed your wrist and led you to his car. handy dandy old Ford Cortina. he put you in the passenger seat and buckled you in before hopping into his side. he sped out of the parking lot and to his house.

"someone's eager." I tease. he makes a growling sound. When we make it home he quickly gets out and makes it to my side of the car. Once I'm out he picks me up and brings me inside.

he rushes up to his bedroom and throws me on the bed. I gasp a light moan and look up at him. He looks back at me, eyes dark with arousal.

"take your clothes off" he demands in a gravelly voice. immediately I started stripping in front of him. he started palming his pants and tilted his head. "spread your legs" he demanded again. As you slid your legs open he crawled in between your legs. slowly he licks a strip between your folds and you gasp grabbing his hair.

"oh remmy" he puts his arm around your hips to keep you in place then starts to lick faster. your climax approaching quicker and quicker. suddenly he adds two fingers into you curling them inside you. you arch your back and moan. he continues flicking and sucking your clit with his tongue and thrusting his fingers in and out of you. quickly the feeling grew more and more.

"remmy oh oh I'm gonna cum" You pull his hair trying to get his head closer to your heat chasing your release.

"cum for me love" he growls into your heat. you moan loud as your vision cuts out only seeing white as you cum.

he slowly works you through your climax till you've calmed down a bit. he slides up your body till he's face to face with you your bodies pushed together. he slowly tugs on his tie. you think he's about to get undressed but suddenly he grabs your hand and before you can resist you're tied to the headboard. he gets off the bed slowly stripping while you wiggle trying to get friction where you most need it.

"Please Remmy hurry I need you" you moan throwing your head back in frustration.

"Patience my love I'll give you what you need," he said crawling over you again you feel his hard length brush against your heat. you let out a moan and try to grind against it. he moves away. "not so fast" he kisses you deep and passionately. he rubs his hands along your body while you continue to buck up into him. after a while, he slowly strokes his cock before sliding it between your folds. you never get used to how big he is letting out a loud moan.

"ah yes remmy you're so big" You buck your hips trying to get him to move fast but he pushes your hips into the bed before he starts aggressively bucking into you. you're moaning loud and tears start slipping out of your eyes.

"you like that hm? finally shut up once you get what you want?" he teases when you don't answer he quickly unties your hands and flips you over onto all fours. "when I ask you a question you answer" he slaps your ass. you let out a moan and nod.

"yes I love it I love your big dick yes" he sticks it back in happy with your answer and immediately sets a punishing pace. you brace your hand against the headboard trying to prevent your head from smashing into it as Remus leans down your bodies fully connected groaning into your ear.

"I love your warm tight pussy so good for me love." you moan in response he holds you up with his arms as you reach an arm back and play with his hair.

"oh godic I'm so close remmy please." you try to match his thrusts but he holds you too hard.

"wait till I'm ready we'll come together." he starts going harder reaching an arm down you play with your clit bringing you closer. you clench your teeth trying to hold back.

"Remmy I can't I need to cum" You grab his hair harder. Remus groans into your ear.

"Now love cum now" You feel the strings of his cum shooting into you and you let out a loud moan as the earth-shattering orgasm ripped through you. you fall to the bed as Remus slowly works you through your high. slowly Remus plops down next to you looking into your eyes.

"the whole world knows I'm yours now." you smile at him he smiles back and kisses you.

"quiet now or you'll get me worked up all over again." he goes to get up but you grab his hand. "I'll be back love I'm just grabbing a cloth to clean you up." you let go and he goes to the washroom quickly cleaning you up before cuddling with you in bed. it doesn't take you long before you start fading out of consciousness but before you do you hear Remus whisper to you

"I wanna be yours too."

---------------------------------------------------------

hope you guys enjoyed

XOXO

Good day night whatever

22 notes · View notes

slytherinshua · 6 months

Text

ALL YOUR IMPERFECTIONS

genre. fluff. warnings. marriage talk (i'm delusional). and kissing. pairing. minchan x reader. wc. 1.2k. a/n. missing minchan hours™️ (come back baby 😭) also im like soooooo delulu over warm domestic cozy fluff like actually someone needs to stop me cause this is all i write atp 😭 this probably also pretty self indulgent cause i fantasize abt a proposal being like this like??? hello??? there's nothing more perfect than this type of proposal im crying.

“When do you think we’ll get married?” The question comes to your brain after dinner. You’re sitting on the couch, contentedly watching Minchan strum on his guitar from across the room. The crackle of the fire makes it all the more cozy, and you can’t help but get a little lost in your thoughts over how perfect life seems in the moment. Minchan’s strums get a little quieter as he hears your question, and you watch as his lips turn up slowly into the softest of smiles.

“Do you want to marry me?” He questions back, though you both know that you do and so does he. And so, instead of answering it, you just smile at him.

Minchan has noticed before that you have this certain lovesick gaze that is reserved for him. He’s seen it countless times in the past 4 years, and it’s the same one you unknowingly give him now. It makes his heart race wildly in his chest. It’s almost unfathomable how in love he is with you, but he hides just how smitten he is at the moment and changes the chord from D to F on his guitar, filling the room with a suspenseful minor chord.

“I think having our wedding in Spring would be nice. What do you think?” You mumble, your mind already racing with thoughts of it. At present, you aren’t even engaged to him, but the thought of marrying him has always felt so perfect and inevitable (in a good way) that your fantasies your head creates don’t feel unrealistic.

“Spring would be nice. I heard there’s going to be nice cherry blossoms this Spring.” He nods, agreeing with you, his strum pattern changing slightly.

“I want to have a small wedding. Just friends and family.”

Minchan hums in response. You know he would never even think of having a big wedding, though. It would be too overwhelming to have a long guest list for either of you.

It was one of the many reasons why you and Minchan worked so well. You had never found someone you were more similar to than him. It’s one of the reasons why you asked him out (cause he was too shy and nervous to approach you first), one of the reasons why being around him was so comfortable, and one of the reasons why marrying him felt like the most right thing in the world.

You two fit together perfectly without concealing or hiding any bit of yourself. You were honest and true with each other, and instead of it driving you farther away from each other, you found yourself loving his flaws and his imperfections because they were what made him him. It brought you closer to him and was the reason you found yourself falling more and more every day.

He was clumsy and stubborn at times, but for every flaw of his that you could list, you were sure you had 5 more. And he loved you all the same regardless.

It was true that you sometimes got annoyed with him over little things, and you would fight occasionally. But it could only last for a couple of hours before one of you broke first and embraced the other in a much-needed hug. You would always stay like that for a long time— as long as the situation allowed. Because at the end of the day, loving him was a choice you had made, and you weren’t planning to stop.

Minchan stops playing altogether once he reaches the slow ritardando at the end of the song and sets his guitar aside. He strides over to where you are sitting with a loving look and serene smile.

“Care if I join you under that blanket?” He tilts his head and you think he looks rather like a cat in the moment. You open the blanket for him to slip beside you under it. He laces his right hand with your left one and holds it comfortably on his lap, gently tracing the soft skin.

“Do you think I could replace this promise ring?” He questions slowly, fiddling with the small silver ring that he had given you almost 2 years ago on your anniversary. “You’ll have to move it to your other hand.” He reaches for your right hand this time, and slips off the ring that was on your left ring finger, pushing back onto your right one.

“Do you have it on you?” You ask in a giggle, butterflies already going wild in your stomach at the moment. You had always imagined what your proposal would be like— whether it would be grand or intimate. And you adored that Minchan had chosen the latter. To you, it felt even more special this way.

He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out another ring, this one a little bit fancier than the one he had just moved. He doesn’t even have a ring box and as he starts to try to slip it onto your finger with his shaky hands you laugh at the clumsy nature of it all.

“I’m sure you already know how much you mean to me, hm? I’ve probably said it a thousand times— I’m surprised you’re not sick of it by now.” He laughs, probably to brush away some of his nerves in the moment.

“Dongheon said I should go all out with this since it’s a special moment… But I just wanted to do what felt like us. I hope you don’t mind that it’s nothing big?”

You smile and shake your head, already overwhelmed at just the fact that he was proposing to you. It wasn’t a perfect proposal, of course, but just that made it even more special to you.

“You still haven’t asked me the question, love.” You say through growing tears, but it breaks down into soft giggles at Minchan’s sudden look of shock.

“Oh no- did I mess it all up? I really should’ve taken Dongheon’s advice.”

“No, no. Nothing is messed up or ruined. I accept either way. You knew I was going to accept.” You prod him with a wide smile and he shrugs with a nod.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure that you were going to accept.” He says simply.

The statement brings a rush of surety through you. Minchan was always steadfast and trusting with you. He liked the feeling of knowing how you would react to certain situations — in fact, he prided himself in knowing you better than anyone else.

“But I should probably still ask, shouldn’t I?” He adds after a second of thought. His eyes flicker up to yours and the amount of love that he bestows in his dark irises is almost inconceivable. “Will you marry me?”

You hum, satisfaction evident in your tone, “You already put the ring on.”

You take the chance to pull him into a slow kiss the moment the formalities are all taken care of. Truthfully, you’ve been longing to kiss him since the moment you sat down by the fire to listen to him play, and the want only grew with every moment that he had you completely entranced with his every move.

Now that you finally felt his soft lips on yours, you can’t help but sigh in content. He is everything you have ever wished for or dreamed of, and yet he somehow surpasses all your expectations with his own unique perfection. And in these moments, loving him is as natural as breathing.

↳ verivery taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @ddeonudepressions,, @edensgardenn

29 notes · View notes

carpetbug · 7 months

Note

what are ur fave songs for each character and WHY. ANALYSIS

omg thank u we’re in love now 😽

I have not updated these playlists in a while so a lot of them are songs i listened to in like 2020 lmao, heres a few from each :)

Marinette

Into the unknown (frozen 2) - original and cristina vees cover make me think so hard about marinette its crazy. her initially refusing to be ladybug, insistent that she couldnt do it but always coming back because she desperately wants to test those waters, see what shes meant to do and how it could change her.

Ladybug

Ribs (lorde) - how easily overwhelmed marinette gets and how her anxiety and stress almost force her to overthink every aspect of her life. I can see her getting this extreme tunnel vision where she cant see all the progress shes made, all the victories shes already had, and instead can only focus on how shes not doing enough, and its not fast enough, and its not good enough. it just really reminds me of how badly she wants to prove herself to be this strong and trustworthy hero, but she feels like shes losing herself as she grows and isolates herself more and more in the role of guardian and ladybug.

Adrien

Mamas boy (dominic fike) - he literally IS the mamas boy. what more can i say. also alludes to him being a sentimonster with the lines "when i was born, you were produced", "i wish i was a toy", "youre made from plastic im just blood".

Chat Noir

First love/late spring (mitski) - ok hear me out. how chat compensates for his family life with devoting himself to ladybug. "one word from you and i would jump off of this ledge im on" is exactly how he operates with her, being ready to throw himself in front of her, literally die for her if she ever said so. and she never does! she gets upset with him for doing it over and over! i just think this song depicts really well how chat noirs goal was always "do whatever I can to help ladybug, no matter what i may lose" while she had to watch him leave his life in her hands like it was nothing.

also including ships because obviously i have playlists for all lovesquare sides + other ships i’m silly about

Ladynoir

Show Yourself (frozen 2) - both the original and cristina vees cover (WHICH IS SO GOOD GO LISTEN TO IT RN) remind me so hardcore of ladynoir. the whole idea of ladybug finally coming to terms with showing chat who she truly is and being ready for the same from him, idk i can imagine an entire movie in my head of ladynoir reveal to this song. [fav lyrics: "I can sense you there, like a friend ive always known", "I have always been a fortress cold secrets deep inside. you have secrets too, but you dont have to hide", "you are the answer ive waited for all of my life"]

Blame (air traffic controller) - this is probably one of my all time favorite songs like fucking ever and tbh i can see it with all lovesquare sides but i feel like ladynoir is the best fit! Chat picking ladybug up when she falls down and constantly being there to remind her she was to get up and fight, theres no time to sit and pity and blame herself, and he wont let her. him being her voice of reason as she copes with losing almost everything to monarch, him grounding her and being one of her biggest motivations to go on! with how severely marinette overthinks and doubts herself, he just becomes a mantra of 'dont blame yourself' which she desperately needs [fav lyrics: "Dont blame yourself cause you tried as hard as hell with the hand that you were dealt", "get on your feet, enough 'poor me', if you got time to bitch and whine then theres still time to try again", "And the vultures they are circling overhead, theyre reminding me of choices from my past"]

Peach Scone (hobo johnson) - makes me think of early seasons ladynoir ;-; chat just being head over heels for ladybug, struggling with keeping his love platonic when he wants to be with her and know her. Also getting to kinda hear his side of ladybug saying shes already in love with someone, how he respects that but still is a bit of a flirt, and hides how much it hurts him. also i love hobo johnson. [fav lyrics: "She kinda loves him back, but not really, theyre just really good friends and thats fine, he understands, its rational", "Oh, you got a man? are you in love? so, what type?", "So i fall to the ground, collect myself and get ready to take over your heart or atleast your spare time"]

Talk to me (cavetown) - i am such a sucker for ladynoir comfort. the idea of them being there for each other at their lowest points, holding each other together. This whole song just makes me think so strongly of chat comforting ladybug when shes breaking down and needs someone. [fav lyric: "ill be here until youre okay, lets your words release your pain, you and i will share the weight"]

Could have been me (The struts) - GOD. THIS SONG. ITS SO LADYNOIR CODED TO ME. them hyping each other up!! keeping each other going!! being each others motivation to keep getting back up and fight!! i just love the idea of them constantly being there to pick each other up and remind them of what theyre fighting for. i could listen to this song forever i love it. I can also really hear "I cant hear you, I wont fear you" being a supportive call and response thing with them <3[fav lyrics: "I wanna taste love and pain, wanna feel pride and shame", "Don't wanna live as an unsung melody, i'd rather listen to the silence telling me i can't hear you, i won't fear you"]

Understood (leith ross) - i am a huuuuuge fan of leith ross so obv i love this song for ml. it just makes me think so much of a worn down, tired, sad chat just gushing and crying to ladybug about how he doesnt understand love, how his family dynamic impacts him, and just letting himself fall apart in her arms. and her relating! her feeling that same tiredness and guilt and ache about love and family and friends, how much invisible pressure is hanging over both their heads and only they understand it. [fav lyrics: "ill visit my family in living rooms that dont get cold cause blankets and body heat cant be compared when it only took you a week to grow old", "Im sick of attachments I recently learned I cant relax and im scared of myself, scared for my health, tell me youll take me back home", "im sick of the feeling that nothing will ever stand still"]

Struck by lightning (sara kays, cavetown) - this song just really makes me think about ladybugs devotion to chat. i just imagine chat being out in the middle of a storm at night and marinette seeing him from her window and joining him as lb to comfort him. her knowing hes not going to go inside, so she just sits and stays with him, insisting if hes going to get soaked and cold and possibly hit by lightning, shes going to do it with him. [fav lyrics: "If you don't respond, I'll put my shoes on and lay down on the pavement next to you if we get struck at least we'll make the news", "What a way to go out something this town will forever talk about the two kids who were laying down and struck by lightning in front of your house"]

She wants me (to be loved) (The happy fits) - literally early seasons ladynoir. she wants me! (to be loved). i think it just perfectly fits how in love with lb chat is and how its clear she cant give that to him. [fav lyrics: "so, you say you love me, but not the way I need, things are so close to what i want to be", "I cant stop feelin, i want her love but all my dreaming is not enough. so in the morning the sun will rise and ill wake up and she wont be mine", "why cant you love me here tonight?"]

Adrinette

I do adore (mindy gledhill) - marinette being head over heels for adrien and being her normal clumsy self. Falling over, rambling, making a huge fool of herself while adrien watches, completely oblivious to her crush. this song just really reminds me of how much marinette struggles with keeping herself calm around adrien, how shes always messing up words and doing the wrong thing, but he never freaks out at her and he never shames her for it. [fav lyrics: "when youre near i hide my blushing face and trip on my shoelaces", "Ive noticed youre remarkably relaxed and im overly uptight, we balance out each other nicely" "Tongue-tied, twisted, foot in mouth, i start to stutter ha-ha-heaven help me"]

Just a friend to you (meghan trainor) - early seasons adrinette <3 adrien being so painfully oblivious while marinette is struggling with balancing being his friend and her overwhelming feelings for him. [fav lyric: "so it breaks my heart when you say im just a friend to you cause friends dont do the things we do"]

Silly girl (chloe moriondo) - listen to this song rn! its so perfectly adrinette! its crazy! how marinette romanticizes adrien and kind of puts him on a pedestal at the beginning which leads to her ignoring how he doesnt fit into that idea shes molded of him. Her having to deal with the pain of being in silent love with him while he seems so far away, and turning that back around to use against herself. i just think it explain really well how marinette saw him in this perfect, unattainable bubble before they got closer and she realized he was nothing like his public image of perfection [fav lyrics: "im just a silly girl in a stupid dumb old world and he is perfect cause hes supposed to be", "he is perfect, unlike me, and how could i ever think that it was meant to be? and how could i ever think that anything was made for me?", "I made him perfect, cause i wanted him to be"]

Small (chloe moriondo) - this was originally intended to relate more towards marinette, but listening to it now with season 5 in my head it just screams adrien! how suddenly he falls for her and he cant get her out of his head! how in just a blink of an eye he is getting flushed when talking to her, hes wanting to be near her and talk to her, he wants to be with her! but shes pulling back from him and hes sort of unable to balance these new feelings AND respecting her boundaries because shes just the only thing he thinks about. i love simp boyfriend adrien. she fell first but he fell harder and no one can convince me otherwise [fav lyrics: "but im not used to dealing with feeling like im waisting your time", "ive never cared so much about avoiding overstepping, and when i think about you i forget about my hands" "endlessly try to make you smile cause whenever i see it my knees always get so weak"]

The one that got away (acoustic version - katy perry) - I am a mess over this song. i always imagine it as a post-reveal scenario in which something happened and ladybug lost chat in the fight against hawkmoth and found out he was adrien right as he died saving her. how badly she misses him and cant stop thinking about how he was the love of her life! having to go on living the rest of her life without him! shes unable to move past it and just spends her time thinking of all the things shed do if she still had him. in another life, they could still be happy together [fav lyrics: "we'd keep all our promises, be us against the world", "talk about our future like we had a clue, never planned that one day id be losing you"]

"Do you wanna be friends?" (leanna firestone) - Marinette breaking her own heart by having such a close friendship with adrien while being in love with him and knowing she cant do anything about it. Her desperately trying to convince herself she can be okay with a life with him as a friend and nothing more when obv she cant bc ouchie! her heart! [fav lyrics: "Do you wanna be friends? i mean, i wanna be more, but if friends is how i get to have you then sure", "The world wont end if you dont love me even if it feels that way"]

Marichat

If i could tell her (dear evan hansen) - i feel like this is a classic marichat song. like its been a marichat song for a hot minute but its still so them. chat comforting marinette about feeling like adrien doesnt notice her! and listing off things adrien 'told him about' and slowly realizing he does actually pay attention to all those small intimate things marinette does! he feels such a strong need to make sure marinette understands how important she is to adrien, and realizing how deep the disconnect between them two is [fav lyrics: "If i could tell her how shes everything to me but we're a million worlds apart and i dont know how i would even start", "And what do you do when the distance is too wide?"]

Drive (halsey) - i love this song for the idea of marinette and chat suppressing their feeling for each other because theyre 'supposed' to be in love with adrien and lb. for me it kind of paints a mental image of hangouts and games and memories between mari and chat that slowly become these intense, almost upsetting silences and tension. Just them desperately ignoring how deep their feelings for each other truly go and insisting everything remain surface level [ fav lyrics: "All we do is think about the feelings that we hide, all we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign", "Your laugh echoes down the hallway, carves into my empty chest, spreads over the emptiness. its bliss", "Overanalyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed?",]

Comfort crowd (conan gray) - this song just really makes me think of chat being at a really low point and trying to hide it from marinette so he doesnt burden her with his emotions and baggage, and her just seeing right through it. Like hes smiling and trying to wave it off and she just knows hes not okay, and he just breaks. Ultimately it makes me think of chat turning to marinette for such deep and intimate comfort that purely comes from him being with her. just knowing hes safe to hold onto her and cry and shell be that company for him. [fav lyrics: "this hurt that im holding's getting heavy, but imma keep a smile on my shoulders til im sweaty", "my breaths getting short and im unsteady, welling up in tears as i lay upon your belly", "Telling you im fine I dont really need nobody, but you say through a sigh that i said that lie already", "and even if i cry all over your body, you dont really mind say you like your shirt soggy"]

Lost in you (khai dreams) - i love the mental image of just such relaxed, fluffy, soft, marichat dynamic in this! chat slowly realizing hes in love with marinette and getting lost in every aspect of her. maybe not being able to entirely admit its love, but still being able to admit he has such a deep and sincere admiration for marinette that he feels is returned in a way he doesnt feel from ladybug [fav lyrics: "Im just looking for some mutual love but all i get is unrequited", "Cause i dont even know I dont know why, all your love im trynna find im so lost in you, in all that you do"]

Something there (beauty and the beast) - i enjoy a good disney song every now and then! its just so marinette and chat slowly falling for each other and being like "nuh uh... wait.. wait a minute.." and then falling headfirst in love with each other, and unable to communicate it. But both of them feeling this sudden new and strange spark between them, things slowly changing, becoming more and more personal and slowly beginning to accept that things have changed [fav lyrics: "And now hes dear, and so unsure, I wonder why I didnt see it there before", "and when we touched she didnt studder at my paw, no it cant be, ill just ignore, but then shes never looked at me that way before", "True that hes no prince charming but theres something in him that i simply didnt see"]

I'd have to think about it (leith ross) - another leith song bc THEYRE SO GOOD GO LISTEN TO ALL THEIR MUSIC RN anyways some angst a lil :) a future where marinette/lb and adrien/chat somehow got torn apart after the reveal and lost contact for. a hot minute. and when they've found each other again its chat finally finding marinette, in a new home, with a new family, and a new life. but they both know who each other are and marinette having to cope with knowing she would drop everything to be with him again. anyways. brain food. [fav lyrics: "but if you come to me, in my home with my three kids, if you asked me to leave, to be with you and split, well id atleast have to think about it", "and if you come to me when ive promised to commit, if you told me that you loved me and asked me for a kiss, well id atleast have to think about it", "you are my achilles heel, the weakness only I can feel"]

Come around (peter mcpoland) - THIS SONG MAKES ME SO GIDDY FOR SOME REASON!! makes me think of like chat picking marinette up from her balcony and taking her on rides, showing her (what he thinks shes never seen) a brand new side of paris and getting to bask in the warmth and light she radiates with him. 'shes looking at the pretty lights, i cant stop looking at her eyes' type shit. just him being so so down bad for her. [fav lyrics: "Ive noticed you pull the blinds back when you hear that im driving round", "i dont mean to cause any trouble, well maybe a little if thats allowed"]

Animal (neon trees) - this song also makes me so !! the vibes are so playful and fun and flirty while the lyrics are more intense. just really reminds me of how surface level marinette and chat keep things, flirting and teasing and just enjoying each other, and then as soon as things get more serious it comes down to a life/death type feeling. but still longing for each other! they know it just hurts and they cant but they want to! they both love and hate the way their relationship feels suspended in the air, in that it gives it a rush of uncertainty and playfulness but it also brings serious fears and pain. i love this song a lot for them [fav lyrics: "I do it everytime, your killing me now and i wont be denied by you, the animal inside of you", "hush hush the world is quiet, hush hush we both cant fight it, its us that made this mess, why cant you understand?"

Ladrien

Dixie boy (april smith and the great picture show) - i have to admit i dont think a whole lot about ladrien but! i am a sucker for jealous/posessive ladybug like claiming adrien for herself and adrien jsut being like. yep. okay. i agree. cause her ass is petty enough to like makeout with him in front of chloe just to really rub it in and adrien is like yippe!! my super hero bug gf loves me! while ladybug is so >:) do not ever touch my man [fav lyrics: "Cause like a soldier defends his land well i stand up, i get up, i defend my man", "Well i know the way that you girls operate so keep your hands to yourself and your eyes on your own plate. Its not nice to stare, dont make me come over there", "Im a lover, not a fighter, and i dont want to have to get rough. just warning you ahead of time I can be a bitch when it comes to my stuff"]

Bad ideas (tessa violet) - both adrien and ladybug just being such lovesick nerds for each other <3 ladybug trying to fight the urge to kiss him when theyre together, and adrien doing anything he can to keep her near him. they both know its a bad idea, to just stop trying to keep it all contained, but its so tempting to just say fuck it and indulge the bad ideas. atleast for a little [fav lyrics: "But i just wanna see the grooves between your hands, your teeth, oh, tell me do you think about me?", "So why'd i wanna kiss you even though i miss you, guess i just wanted to know what it would feel like"]

Her (eery) - how much adrien thinks about ladybug. just all the different ways he dissects her personality, their memories, every little bit of information he knows about her. i just feel like this song, while simple, just really encapsulates how constantly ladybug is on his mind. i miss that dynamic damn

YOUTH (troye sivan) - ladybug and adrien running away together. fuck it. literally think about it. them just being in love and together and adrien finally getting out of that HOUSE and getting to be with his LADY and be happy. How deeply devoted to each other they would be, and although naive, they would be so sincere and literally ride or die for each other.

Roman holiday (halsey) - i love the idea of ladrien having those small, important firsts together. putting aside not being able to be completely honest with each other, adriens entire family dynamic, everything, and just saying screw it and dating and doing couple things! theyre both too scared of what might happen if they slow down and face reality, so they ignore everything outside of themselves. they both have that ache of knowing its not real, its not how they can actually live, but for now they get to be happy. and in love. and with each other. and theyll deal with all the heartbreak later [fav lyrics: "didnt know where we were running to but dont look back", "and we know that were headstrong, and our hearts gone, and the timings never right"]

and my other playlists

Chat Blanc

ANTI-HERO (SEKAI NO OWARI) - i will do my best to put my emotions towards chat blanc into comprehensible words but i make no promises. i love him so much. anti-hero gives like him turning his back on being a hero just for marinette, being okay with being viewed as evil hated because hes doing it for her! his distaste for the rest of the world in comparison to mari/lb ! how he lost his moral compass and doesnt understand the ways hes hurting her and himself by turning his back on being chat noir! god its so good [fav lyrics: "im gonna be the anti-hero, feared and hated by everybody, im gonna be the anti-hero so i can save you when the time comes", "cause there are people that ive got to protect and if you get in my way youre dead"]

I am damaged (heathers) - you caught me im a theater nerd but literally this song is so good for chat blanc! him coming to the realization the only way to save mari/lb is to destroy himself. him saying goodbye and making sure she understand that she was his everything! and he trusts her to fix the mistakes he made because shes his lady! and her not being able to talk him out of it and just having to say goodbye [fav lyric: "wish youd kiss me then youd know i worship you, ill trade my life for yours and once i disappear clean up the mess down here"]

Blah blah blah (the oozes) - reminds me of the trauma marinette gets from chat blanc, how she suffers nightmares and just cant stop being reminded of the horrible fate her partner suffered through. how marinette just cant go back to 'normal' after fighting him but also cant confide in anyone about it [fav lyrics: "you couldn't care less for the people youre hurting, there no excuse", "youve ruined the color blue for me, im surrounded by a deep dark sea"]

Anytime you smile (JT music, Andrea storm kaden) - kind of how i imagine chat blanc kept himself going while being isolated for all those months. coping by pretending ladybug was still with him and nothing was wrong, but slowly feeling uneasy and letting reality creep in. it shows how desperately he fights against his loneliness and pain with day dreaming, but still loses his mind. [fav lyrics: "anytime you smile baby you know you drive me wild, crazy! thats why you got me screamin, i think i might be dreamin", "believe me if im sleeping, i wanna keep on dreaming", "Someday soon this honey moon might be gone though, i hate goodbyes. I might not love you still, youll find no tougher pill to swallow (open your eyes)", "I stepped into a nightmare when i woke up from utopia starting to remember my depression and my phobias, why is everybody looking at me like i lost it?", "How can i be happy here? guess ill just pretend to be!" "no more sadness in this beautiful world, in love with happiness shes a beautiful girl!")

Mr bright side (the killers) - IM SORRY?? "it started out with a kiss how it did end up like this?" AND YOU DIDNT THINK THIS WOULD BE ON MY CHAT BLANC PLAYLIST?? thats really it for some reason this song is just so chat blanc to me. i love it.

Bad bad things (ajj) - im also a big fan of just bonkers insane scary chat blanc, him losing his humanity and only being able to see it reflected in mari/lb and not being able to stand it. him not being able to control his more violent ideas and losing himself in hurting others [fav lyrics: "So i looked into your eyes and i saw the reflection of a coward that you and i both hate very much", "If i dont go to hell when I die i might go to heaven but probably not"]

Akumanette

Dumb dumb (mazie) - i love the idea of an akumanette that just LOSES it on her friends after lila does some real stupid shit. none of her friends standing with her or supporting her and marinette getting so so upset and frustrated that they would be dumb enough to fall for it! which, being akumatized, of course wont come out the wrong way and is warped into this monstrous idea that marinette sees them as these morons who have disappointed her time and time again [fav lyric: "disappointment takes us by surprise even though by now i think we should have realized everyone is dumb"]

Class fight (melanie martinez) - god I LOVE AKUMANETTES THAT LOSE THEIR SHIT. lila putting distance and uncomfort between her and adrien (pre relationship) before marinette catches them kissing and get akumatized, and then marinette wrecks her shit :) her inner voice of reason feeling so horrified with the brutality and trying to get herself to realize but being able to deny monarchs voice encouraging her to act on her worst instincts [fav lyrics: "she had a boy wrapped around her finger tight, i fell in love with him but he wasnt in my life", "Her face was fucked up and my hands were bloody, we were in the playground things were getting muddy", "my one true love called me a monster"]

Bust your kneecaps - johnny dont leave me (pomplamoose) - i think this one really works well with an akumatized ladybug! her being so soft and scary to chat, chat blanc style, while promising to do horrible things to him. akumabug trying to convince him to 'just stop fighting' and 'hand over his miraculous' and then 'everything will be just the way it should be' and finally giving up and working instead to defeat chat rather than convince him

Therefore i am (billie eilish) - cold, angry akumanette FOR THE WIN OGH her just being such a silent but deadly akuma, her voice devoid of all the love and kindness it used to have when she was with adrien/chat, and him having to fight her while she shows no mercy. I just love the idea of chat doing anything he can, crying and begging marinette to fight it and come back to him and she has no pity for him [fav lyrics: "Get my pretty name out of your mouth, we are not the same with or without", "Did you have fun? i really couldnt care less and you can give them my best but just know im not your friend"]

Pretty privilege (blegh) - marinette being shown time and time again that the worst people will get away with horrible things, while she has to suffer beneath them and getting fed up. her letting all her feelings rise to the surface about how ugly she thinks people can truly be [fav lyrics: "Its crawling from underneath the surface nobodys first choice kind of ugly", "just because somethings pretty the laws dont apply to them have you noticed this shit its so ugly"]

Other friends (cristina vee cover) - i live for crazy akumanette losing her mind on everyone! what can i say! i love the idea of her confronting her friends and lilas lies in such a angry but playful way before losing her shit! and the added bonus of it being MARINETTES voice?? im screaming [fav lyrics: "What did she say about me, what did she say?", "Im the loser of the game you didnt know you were playing", "life on the line, winner takes all, ready or not lets begin!"]

Marigami/Kagaminette

She (dodie) - kagami fighting against her feelings for marinette because of their friendship, because of adrien, because of her mother, and because shes scared to admit she loves marinette far beyond how friends should. I love her just gently pushing that line, asking herself that question of "what is so wrong about it?" and working to accept that the pain and heartache are real because her feelings are [fav lyrics: "Could it be wrong when shes just so nice to look at ?", "id never tell, no id never say a word and oh it aches, but it feels ugly good to hurt"]

Sophie (black polish) - marinettes feelings for kagami! wanting to freeze her time with her, relive every moment they've been through and just experience the world by kagamis side. just how desperately they both need each others time and space, how comforting it is to just be with her. [fav lyrics: "youre impossible to read and thats fine, i dont even understand my own mind", "I just wanna escape the world sophie with you, with you, with you, with you"]

and an added bonus: i LOVE the song Bruno is Orange for kagami. reminds me of her so much.

36 notes · View notes

khalewren · 10 months

Text

Sonic character music HCs

I’ve been obsessed with both the Sonic the hedgehog series and Music in general for over a year now, so i figured i could combine those interests in a fun way. I’m gonna describe what kind of music i personally think the characters would like/listen to. And just so you know, this is just my thoughts on it, i’m not saying im right or anything. And while i am trying to match these genuinely, it’s also not something i’m taking fully seriously. I’m just doin this for fun :)

I also suggest looking up some of the terms/artists/genres i use here if you’re not already familiar with them! Might help you understand my reasoning a bit more, and who knows, you might even find a new favourite artist 👀

Oh, and one more thing. While i am of course going to go off of music i’m familiar with, i’ll try to avoid assigning characters music that i like just because its music that i like. That being said, i will of course, be just a tad bit biased. Anyways, time to start with the blue boy himself!!

Sonic

Sonic is somewhat easy. Seeing as how his main thing is standing up against tyranny, i imagine he’d definitely be a fan of punk. At first i thought of pop punk specifically, due to its high energy, but i feel like Sonic would find it a bit too commercial. Same thing with skate punk. I feel like anarcho-punk could be a little more up his alley? Maybe something like chumbawumba.

Oh, and personal bias time: I think he would like King gizzard and the Lizard wizard due to the themes of enviromentalism.

Example of Sonic’s music taste

Tails

Now, i’m completely split between two different paths here. The first option is EDM. Just overall music that sounds electronic, maybe dance, i dunno. The second option however, is one that i personally prefer: Just like, music with weirdass time signatures and polyrhythms n shit. Math rock, Prog, that kinda stuff. Specific bands i’m thinking about is Tool, King crimson, Black midi, maybe even KGLW (again, personal bias). Tails would think music theory is fucking dope and would be OBSESSED with this kinda music lmao.

Example of Tails’ music taste

Knuckles

Now, this is the rare instance that i feel justified in being biased, because his level themes in sa2 make me believe that knuckles is a hiphop head. Specifically, instrumental hip hop. I think he’d be a big fan of J Dilla’s style of hip hop production in general, with the soft fuzzy feel of songs like The light. Otherwise i feel like he likes some boom bap, like Illmatic.

Example of Knuckles’ music taste

Amy

I honestly feel like Amy is the kinda person who enjoys like, any type of music? Like this gal will listen to some chill folk music and then go directly to hardcore industrial rock lmao. I think her favourite genre is pop though. First artist that pops into mind is Carly rae jepsen, not only because she makes great pop music, but also since her songs are often about love, which i feel fits Amy pretty well. She’d probably like something more off-kilter like art pop too. She LOVES Björk, i feel confident in saying that.

Example of Amy’s music taste

Shadow

I’ve noticed that this one is quite varied (and if you’re curious, i don’t really mind the whole taylor swift thing, but i also don’t really care for it either), but i want to bring up a genre that i haven’t seen anyone else suggest Shadow being a fan of: Shoegaze. I think he would find the whole noisy, dreamlike, nearly overwhelming feeling of shoegaze calming. I don’t know, there’s just something about Shoegaze that makes me feel like it fits shadow perfectly. Only bands i really know are Slowdive and My bloody valentine, but i still feel confident in my opinion.

I also feel like the idea of him enjoying indie folk (something like the mountain goats) but would not be caught DEAD listening to it is really funny. The day that rouge finds out will not be a happy day for anyone in a ten mile radius.

Example of Shadow’s music taste

Rouge

Now, there’s a very easy answer here. Jazz. But i feel like rouge would also enjoy stuff like Soul and funk. She’d also check out music Shadow listens to, both to annoy him and out of genuine interest. Not much else i have to say here tbh.

Example of Rouge’s music taste

Omega

Harsh noise.

Silver

Similarly to Amy, i think Silver enjoys practically anything and everything, and is also super open to trying new stuff. If he has a preference though, i think he enjoys dance music? Or just electronic stuff in general. Daft punk comes to mind, specifically Discovery.

Example of Silver’s music taste

Blaze

I feel like Blaze is someone who simply hasn’t been able to listen to a lot of music yet? Her friends (particularly Silver and Amy) have given her a bunch of recommendations, and while she doesn’t have a preference yet, she has enjoyed some of the stuff that they have played.

Vector

On the complete contrary to Blaze, Vector is a supreme Music nerd. You name an artist or album, he is at the very least aware of them. He’s the kinda guy who will talk about some super obscure folk album from the 70′s and refer to it as if its some kind of holy grail. It’s great. He would have a vinyl collection, but due to the chaotix’s financial situation, he settles for CDs instead. Again, he enjoys practically anything, but i feel like his favourite genre is progrock. He also remixes music for fun.

And thats it!! I’ll try to think of more that i can add in a reblog, but for now, this is all that i can think of. Again, this is just my opinion, but i’d love to hear some of yalls thoughts!! why you think im correct or wrong or however!!

#sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic music #tails the fox #knuckles the echidna #amy rose #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e 123 omega #silver the hedgehog #blaze the cat #vector the crocodile #khale rants about music

42 notes · View notes

movedtohypnocus · 11 months

Text

howdy heres a decent post about how to find new music to listen to, from an autistic person who literally needs music to function most times 💪

spotify based since that is what i use

first off, Discover Weekly (updates Mondays) and Release Radar (updates Fridays) are pretty good if you arent looking for music quickly. i prefer Discover Weekly bc it usually is from artists ive never listened to.

BUT if you are anything like me and kind of need music daily, and/or feel like everything is getting stale to listen to and just is not stimulating enough, theres quite a few things you can do (:

i primarily use Chosic, since it kinda has a bunch of different shit to use n look at

if it feels too overwhelming, what you can do is stick with "Music Genre Finder" and "Similar Songs Finder"

even though it might sometimes ask on some pages, you do NOT have to sign into Spotify for this site if you dont want to (:

using this banger as my control song

Music Genre Finder

figuring out what genres and sub-genres you listen to the most is about to become your best friend ok

pretty much just toss in a bunch of songs you enjoy and take note of the genres and sub-genres. i recommend making playlists of songs with similar or same genres (and also bc its fun)

this one is the most basic, but is a good starting point to help you go down your rabbit hole

Similar Songs Finder

same concept; throw in songs you want more of. i do one song at a time but you can do multiple

theres also this (v), so have fun with that B)

i recommend taking a look at the advanced settings, but for the sake of keeping this post as comprehensive as possible, im going to stick to the basics.

clicking generate will pull up a list of songs similar to your input, available as both Spotify and YouTube playlists to save if you so choose

to make this easier, you can also analyze the playlist songs directly from here; just middle click the buttons to open a new tab so you dont lose this page

Moving on from Chosic to other methods lol

PANTHER. Panther is sooo good imo

this one is artist-based, and sometimes the song previews it gives do not load, but you can simply look them up to listen for yourself in that case.

i will use I Met a Yeti as an example

very simple; i recommend going into this website with lowered volume because sometimes the audio is loud and crunchy; it will sound better on Spotify though

Create Similar Playlist

this is a feature that is already in Spotify, and it is again, very basic.

right clicking on a playlist ofc pulls up a neat lil menu

this one isnt that great, but it works better with the more songs you have on it from different artists.

often times it will add songs you already have saved, but otherwise its kinda okay

Enchance

again, a built-in Spotify feature, however this one might not be for everyone as i believe this is an experimental feature that not everybody has at the moment. still, if you do have it, i absolutely recommend it

basically what it does is add ~100 songs to your Liked Playlist, spaced out every two songs (they are not permanently saved if that annoys you; they go away after turning off this feature)

update 11/11/23

Enhance is out now i think? however it's only for created playlists and not your liked playlist. it still works the same but adds less music. more music gets suggested though when you save them

the Panther site had some issues loading for a while, but it's working again (it may have just been me. idk)

this is all i have for now lol. if you have any questions lemme know (:

hope this helps!

#postnocus #lars song recs #useful

82 notes · View notes

findmeontheisle · 2 years

Text

chasing the ocean: part 17

author's note: i'm back??? and i kinda went crazy with this one ngl. not to scare y'all either but i already wrote the ending and it hit me deep in my emotions, like yall aint ready for that shit, but don't worry im delaying like hell because idk if i can emotionally give it up this has been my baby for too long.

warnings: slight angst, cursing, fluff

masterlist

previous chapter next chapter

“evie, this is one of the worst ideas you’ve ever talked me into.”

i watch her through the mirror as she happily braids my hair and i almost don’t expect her to answer for a moment until she leans back to examine her work, her lips pursed to the side as she waves a hand dismissively. she taps my shoulder and i lift the bobby pin from my lap to place in her extended hand.

“you say that every time i have an idea.”

rolling my eyes, i remind her, “that’s because last time, your idea was to kiss frogs by the enchanted lake.”

she laughs loudly at the memory and pins a strand of hair behind my ear, “you’re only mad because you ended up falling in a mud puddle when you tried to catch one.”

my laughter betrays me and i shake my head. evie and i have been friends ever since she first came to auradon and sat next to me in our home ec class. we had been assigned as partners and made an agreement immediately that i would be in charge of the cooking portion of projects if she handled the sewing aspect. our friendship blossomed from there and i seem to always find myself getting talked into all of her schemes and ideas, which led me to sitting in front of the mirror in her bedroom as she inspected every detail of my outfit.

“you gotta admit, y/n, a double date is a little bit better of an idea than kissing frogs.”

the reminder of what is coming causes a pit to form in my stomach once more. biting my bottom lip, i stare at my reflection anxiously. evie had braided the top portion of my hair and leaving the rest natural. she had spent an unnecessary amount of time focused on makeup as she cautiously applied highlighter and concealer. her work and effort showed in how much i looked exactly like myself while also being the best version i had seen in quite a bit of time. a gentle glow, as she called it.

evie frowns before resting her hands on her hips and demands, “okay, spill. i haven’t seen you this quiet since… ever.”

a half smile pulls at my lips, my chest warm at the concern in her eyes as i breathe a small laugh, “what gave me away?”

she looks to the ceiling and pretends to count on her hands, “you were going to let me put orange eye shadow on you with green eyeliner, you didn’t correct me when i sang the wrong lyrics to your favorite song, and - you’re trying to distract me.”

my laughter is louder and more authentic this time when she slaps my shoulder. shaking my head and suppressing my giggles, i sigh and stare at her reflection, “you can’t make a big deal if i tell you.”

the look in her eyes gives away her curiosity, but she can tell that this is genuinely affecting me so she nods quickly, “of course, y/n.”

heaving a small breath, i squeeze my eyes shut as i confess, “harry and i technically have never been on an actual date before.”

silence.

for a moment, i’m worried i broke her, but when i open my eyes, she’s still standing so some of the worry dissipates.

suddenly, we’re both jolted from the silence when we hear two knocks against the door. we share a look of panic, which is only worsened when we hear doug call out, “hey evie, we just came to see if you two were ready.”

evie takes a deep breath and in a slightly rushed voice, she calls out, “one minute, dougy!”

my face scrunches in slight disgust and i mouth dougy? at her and she responds by silently flipping me off.

before i can process that she's moved, she grabs a glass bottle from her bedside table and is quickly spritzing me with it. i cough at the overwhelming smell and wave my hand to clear the air from the sparky mist.

she sets the bottle back in its place and i sniff the air before tilting my head in confusion, "why do you have a perfume that smells like harry's cologne?”

evie is focused on fixing her lip gloss in the reflection of the mirror, but i swear i see the corner of her lips turn up at the question.

shrugging, she grabs her purse from the bed and answers, "i have a million perfumes, i just grabbed the closest one because i can't have you smelling bad on your first date.”

frowning, i follow her to the door and mumble, "I smell just fine."

evie ignores me and slowly opens the door. I'm still hidden behind the door as she announces, "boys, i am proud to introduce you to the always lovely, y/n.”

rolling my eyes at her dramatics, i shift my feet anxiously and watch as the door slowly opens more to reveal doug and harry.

all of my thoughts fade away as i stare at harry.

his hair is brushed down, but the front is still tousled like always, as if he mindlessly played with it before doug could stop him. he's wearing a white tank top that has minimal amounts of rips compared to the clothes he usually wears and a leather jacket on top. his black denim jeans have small red designs across them.

he was standing stiffly when the door first opened, but the second we made eye contact, his shoulders loosened and he let out a small breath. a smile crosses his face almost subconsciously and if anyone else had looked at me like that, i would've felt an urge to hide or duck my head.

instead, i feel like a flower blooming under the warmth of his gaze.

doug and evie are talking, but i pay no attention to them as harry steps forward. his hands are behind his back and his blue eyes are wide as he stares into my eyes.

"darlin', ye look absolutely breathtaking."

i smile sheepishly at him and lift my hands to run through his hair. he dips his head to help me reach easier as i ruffle through his dark locks. shaking my head happily, i tsk and mumble, "they always try to tame your hair."

harry chuckles and shakes his hair when i finally finish fixing it, "i was gonna fix it for ye, but i like when ye play with me hair."

snorting, i shove his shoulder playfully. he laughs at how flustered i look before seeming to remember something, "lass, i got ye something."

he begins to move his hands from behind his back, but i stop him quickly. harry tilts his head in confusion and i hurriedly ask, "please tell me you didn't spend any money."

the smile that takes over his face is brighter than the sun and i find myself smiling as well.

"ye know, doug tried to convince me that you would want a necklace or chocolate, but i figured ye would say something like that."

my cheeks feel flush once again and he chuckles as he pulls his hands from behind his back.

in his hands, he holds a bouquet of wildflowers. i gasp and my heart feels like it will explode from excitement as i gently accept the flowers from him. the colors of the bouquet somehow matches the colors on my floral sundress that evie had chosen for today. i breathe in the smell of the flowers and can still smell the lingering bit of perfume that evie had sprayed on me earlier.

"harry... i- thank you. these mean the world to me."

his cheeks are tinted with pink and he shrugs nonchalantly, "anything for my lass."

evie gasps and i realize that she's just noticed the bouquet in my hand. she rushes over and begins rambling excitedly. i smile apologetically at harry before asking evie for a vase to put the flowers in until the date is done. her and doug begin scouting the room because evie swears she has the perfect vase for it, but it's lost somewhere under all of the extra pieces of fabric in her room.

suddenly, i feel harry taking one of the flowers out of the bouquet. his touch is gentle as he inspects the daisy before tucking it behind my ear. i didn't know that i had begun holding my breath until it felt like my lungs were going to burst. exhaling slowly, i stare up into his eyes and his smile is so large that i know it must hurt.

"god, lass, ye're so fucking pretty."

i can't help myself in that moment. the tension had built up far too much for me to resist as i grip his leather jacket to pull him closer. he must have been expecting it as his arms wrapped around my hips in perfect timing and our lips connect passionately.

it's nowhere near being our first kiss, but the sparks still send chills down my spine. i feel harry smile into the kiss and i let go of his jacket in favor of letting my hand slide up into his hair to ruffle it some more.

"you two do realize we're still standing here, right?"

i can hear evie smack doug for ruining the moment and my laughter breaks the kiss. when i pull back, i can see some of the sparkly lip gloss i once was wearing is on harry's lips. lifting my hand to wipe it off, i smile as harry leans out of my reach and playfully scolds me, "ay, why're ye trying to take my lip gloss?"

rolling my eyes, i joke, "well, i can't have you looking better than me."

harry pulls me into a quick hug and presses a kiss on the top of my head, "that's impossible, lass."

doug steps forward with the glass vase before i can respond. his face is deadpan of any emotion, which is a comical difference in comparison to evie who is nearly in tears from excitement and happiness. this is the first time she's witnessed harry and i actually talking or being affectionate since we typically don't spend time together in public.

we take the hint and i hand the bouquet over to doug, who quickly puts it in the vase and sets it on the table.

evie bounces on her toes excitedly and asks, "okay, so dougy, what are we doing?"

doug opens his mouth, but harry speaks up first, "actually, i planned this date."

evie seems skeptical, but i grin excitedly at this. somehow, harry always has an adventure planned or a new place found for us to go to.

today's adventure is at a place called heads up.

i vaguely recognize it as jack of heart's mini golf shop. the heart family had recently all agreed upon having a family business after being released from the isle, all aside from their parents, who still awaited their release. jack, as the oldest of the four, had been running independently while the others finished their schooling at auradon.

evie gasps at the hand-painted, whimsical sign hanging above the entrance, "i didn't even know that jack had opened this place up."

doug rolls his eyes dramatically and huffs, "that's because any time he sees you, he's basically releasing doves and writing poetry for you."

without missing a beat, harry mumbles, "maybe ye can learn a thing or two from vk's when it comes to romance."

i snort and elbow his side gently before pulling him forward by his arm.

"come on, captain, i'm in the mood to beat your ass in putt putt."

harry laughs and steps closer to throw his arm over my shoulder. pulling my head closer for him to kiss the top, he uses the leverage to ruffle my hair, "not possible, lass."

the whole course was painted in trippy patterns with red, white, and black paint. doug scowls the entire time we receive our golf clubs and balls while jack smoothly coos at evie and offers her a discount until she mentions that her and doug are paying together. the cheshire grin that had been on his elegantly handsome features dropped.

from there, harry and i stepped forward to receive ours. harry stared directly into jack's eyes and grinned with a darkness in his eyes that i only vaguely recognized from when i first knew him, "mate, if ye know what's best for ye, then ye wouldn't even dream of tryin' anything."

jack stares back with the confidence only a prince can have, "not with her."

harry's face darkens even more and his arm is removed from my shoulders as he clenches his jaw, but i put my hand on his chest reassuringly, "i used to babysit harley when the heart's first moved here. jack was working too much and trying to set this up and harley loves painting so i would watch her on the weekends and she'd paint my walls with me."

blue eyes glancing back and forth between jack and i, harry still seems uncertain until jack nods, "she's family."

i extend some cash out to him in an attempt to hurry along the tense interaction, but jack shakes his head sternly, "family doesn't pay."

smiling gratefully, i take harry's hand and pull him forward so we can join evie and doug at the first course.

doug spends the first two holes sulking miserably and harry keeps glancing towards where the front desk is, as if jack is waiting around the corner. their attention is returned to the mini golf when evie gasps.

they turn to her instantly out of worry, but she doesn’t notice as she whines, “guys, y/n is beating our asses at this.”

harry doesn’t believe until he takes a look at the score sheet as well. we had gone through four of the eighteen lanes so far and i had only scored 7 points, meanwhile harry was at 10. doug and evie were tied for last at 14.

for the second time that day, i watched harry’s blue eyes widen at me, but this time it was in complete disbelief as he jokingly huffed, “fuck me, i didn’t know we had brought tiger woods to play mini golf.”

snickering, i shrug a shoulder happily, “i told you i was gonna win.”

in that moment, it felt like we were back in the prank war as we playfully glared at each other and he nodded slowly, “alright, princess, get ready to lose.”

from that moment on, i felt like my lungs were going to give out from how much i laughed. evie and doug had devised a plan to ‘help’ each other win by kicking the other’s golf ball closer to the hole, but somehow even with the cheating, they were losing terribly. harry had formed his own tactic of trying to hug me or scare me anytime i hit my golf ball. in retaliation, i would whistle sharply every time he pulled back his club to swing.

the scores looked terrible until we just stopped keeping track, deciding that whoever could make it to the final lane first, wins.

i have a decent lead ahead of everyone else by reaching lane 15 whilst harry is stuck on 13 with doug and evie because they keep hitting his ball with theirs on accident.

smiling to myself, i decide to focus on this lane and to play by the typical rules of hitting it the least amount of times. i gently set my red ball down on the square of grass and line up my club with it, taking a breath to focus my energy.

“heads up!”

a white golf ball narrowly misses my head as i duck down quickly. i turn to see who hit it in my direction and my face falls into a scowl when i realize who it is.

uma jogs over to retrieve her golf ball, a smile on her face as she glances back to the lane she had been on, “sorry, it’s my first time golfing and-“

her words come to a stop when she realizes who she’s talking to. the smile drops from her face slightly and instead a twinge of annoyance crosses into her features. i force myself to smile politely at her the way my parents had trained me, despite the voice in my head encouraging me to ignore her.

my voice is strained as i grit my teeth and insist, “it’s fine, uma, no harm done.”

turning back to my golf ball, i assume that’s the end of that interaction until she speaks up, “is harry with you?”

she now has my attention fully as i glance over my shoulder to analyze her body language. there’s no aggression or clear intent to be seen and she knows i’m looking for a reason why she would want that information as she sighs, “i really need to talk to him.”

i don’t know what to say, but i don’t have to say anything.

“lass, did ye just see that? i got it in- uma?”

the excitement and pure joy drops from harry’s voice so quickly. despite my upbringing teaching me to always choose peace and facing a former captain of a pirate crew, it took all of my willpower to not start a fight.

but i know that harry is capable of making his own decisions so i simply mumble to him, “she wants to talk to you.”

harry looks down at me uncertainly, but i keep my eyes locked on her. she stares up at harry, a nervous smile playing on her lips as she waves. i feel a hand on my shoulder and another slowly clutch my chin to pull me to look at him.

his blue eyes are swimming in emotions and my heart swells in my chest as he mutters, "what do you want me to do?"

blinking in surprise, i tilt my head and answer immediately, "whatever you're comfortable with, harry. you know that."

the words mean something to him, but i can't focus enough to decipher it when he nods and kisses my forehead gently, "okay, lass, give me a minute and i'll come back over to beat your ass at mini golf."

typically, i would laugh and shove his shoulder as i go find evie and doug to hang out. instead, i glance over my shoulder at uma, who is still staring at harry, and turn back to him, "i'll be right over there, if you need me... just wave and i'll be here. you don't have to do this alone."

he smiles and nods, but says nothing more so i step away and walk over to evie so i can wait anxiously.

he watches as y/n joins evie and doug's conversation before turning back to someone he once trusted his life with. a grimace almost takes over his face before he forces his expression into something more neutral as he greets her simply, "uma."

she tips her head in acknowledgment before nodding in the direction of his friends, "you're with her again."

it's bait. he can see the questions brewing in her eyes like a storm in the distance and immediately drops any politeness that y/n had taught him. it's clear that uma is happy to play by the rules of the isle.

"is that what ye wanted to talk about?"

the grit in his voice catches her off-guard and she glances over her shoulder uncertainly. he doesn't need to follow her line of vision to know that mal is probably over there and giving her a nod of encouragement. uma sucks in a breath before turning back to him.

"mal thinks you're waiting for an apology... so, i'm sorry. i wish i could go back and fix everything, but i can't."

it's his turn to be caught off-guard in that moment. the words sound weird coming from her, but he can vaguely hear a familiar laugh coming from where evie and doug are standing and suddenly, he remembers what he's here for.

nodding his head at her, he shrugs a shoulder, "okay, cool."

with that, he turns and takes a few steps before he feels her grip on his arm to stop him from walking away.

"so, we're friends again right?"

the words pull a laugh from his chest before he can fully process what she's saying. he faces her once more and furrows his brows at her, "no."

he was thrown off by the question. she seems thrown off by the answer.

they lock eyes and stare at each other in silence for a few moments. in those moments, he feels like he can't remember the days he used to know what she's thinking just from a look. back in those days, he would've said that those shared looks was the closest he had ever been to feeling love. now, he reserves that word for whispering in the silence after midnight between the sounds of waves that had been recorded for him. that word dances on the tip of his tongue each time he's pulled into a spontaneous dancing party that ends with the sound of giggles as he dramatically pulls his princess in for a kiss.

now as he stares at uma, he feels like he doesn't recognize the person in front of him.

"i forgive ye, but that doesn't change what ye did."

uma's lips pull downward and her voice shakes bitterly as she sneers, "what happened to ride with the tide, harry?"

he blinks in surprise at the suddenness of her anger, but chuckles humorlessly, "i did ride with the tide, uma. you threw me overboard the second the trials started just for a chance to get away from the isle."

the conversation can end there.

but then, he wouldn't get the closure that y/n had once mentioned that he deserved to have. that thought is what gives him the courage to turn back to uma and huff, "everyone left, uma. everyone fucking left me and i had to act like that was okay just for a chance at ever leaving that isle. i wasn't okay, but i got to come here only to get left again. no one cared or even noticed my existence... except her."

he doesn't have to say her name. uma knows who he's referring to.

“you care about her.”

it wasn’t a question. there is disbelief in her voice, as if she couldn’t process the fact.

it’s been a long time since anything got under harry’s skin, but the tone in his former captain’s voice is enough to make his jaw ache from how tightly he’s clenching it. he runs his hands through his hair in frustration, but the action reminds him of how gentle y/n’s fingers felt when she tried to fix his hair earlier.

breathing in deeply, harry keeps his eyes closed as he hisses, “why is everyone so confused about my feelings for her?”

uma squints her eyes and tilts her head, “she’s changing you.”

his anger peaks once again and this time, he snaps.

“no, i changed for myself so i wouldn’t get shipped back to the isle. i was always go to do what it takes to never go back. that was the plan i had made for months while everyone else was here living better lives without me.”

he pauses, chest heaving and throat tight from emotions that he’s not sure he can process. glancing over his shoulder, he can see evie attempting to talk to y/n, but y/n’s focus is entirely on harry. her face is full of concern and once his gaze meets hers, she furrows her brows and mouths, “you okay?”

harry feels like he’s seeing her for the first time all over again. her wide eyes, braided hair, sparkly lips that he longs to kiss again, the daisy still tucked behind her ear.

exhaling slowly, he nods to her and his words to uma fall freely, “that was the plan until i met her.”

the interior decoration and oddly shaped golf club feels too whimsical for serious conversations suddenly, but harry persists and nods to himself, “and yeah, my plans have changed. i’m not focused on myself as much anymore and i’m not interested in being a pirate. but she did not change me in any capacity. i have made myself a better person since i’ve met her, but she accepted me when i was still a dick to be around.”

uma looks over in y/n’s direction and shakes her head, complete shock in her eyes, “so, that’s it, huh? you meet a girl and fifteen years of friendship down the drain?”

thoughts of what y/n would say if she had heard that crosses harry’s mind and he chuckles to himself before answering, “no, uma. you threw that friendship away when ye didn’t once stand up for me, reach out to me, or even talk to me when i got over here. you don't get to blame me for what you ruined.”

with that, harry walks away from uma and joins his friends once more. he can feel the cautious and concerned looks y/n is giving him, but all he can focus on is the lightness in his chest and how comfortable he is at her side.

as they all gather to watch evie attempt to line up her golf ball with the hole, harry stands behind y/n and wraps his arms around her torso. he pretends to watch evie as he rests his head on her shoulder.

doug is trying to help evie adjust her form as harry turns his head enough to whisper into y/n's ear, "i can't find the words to tell ye how much i appreciate ye for being there for me."

a smile takes over the princess's face and she shakes her head bashfully, "i'll always be there for you, harry."

previous chapter next chapter

//tag list: @kitkatgaming @reblogserpent @marichat4lyf @thomaslefteyebrow @newtshairdryer @thoughtsoftheantagonist @myalupinblack @rintheemolion @aquaamethyst96 @notyuralycat @aquaamethyst96 @3sriracha @galaxyrhymes @reallysparklychaos @ampal98 @zealouspursecowboydeputy @maggiecc @itsyouimagines @tati-the-fangirl @dai-tsukki-desu @acupnoodle @animalistic0 @astrynyx @siriusly-rem-writes @remembered-license @criesinlies @wolf-of-music-12 @foxxymunson @adaydreamaway08 @dpaccione

#carlos de vil #descendants #harry hook #harry hook fic #harry hook x reader #tangled #rapunzel daughter #descendents 3 #uma descendants #descendents 2 #descendants fanfiction #carlos descendants #disney

243 notes · View notes

m1dn1ght-hag · 1 month

Note

okok so i have a lil request for u :)

(you decide if u wanna make hcs or a oneshot)

so, fem reader coming out to thirteen as a lesbian? and shes internally like having fireworks firing off bc shes had a crush on reader but thought she wasnt interested, but with this new info shes just like without thinking "so like i love u" like IMMEDIATELY shooting her shot

and readers also there like 🤯🤯🤯 bc shes had the biggest crush on thirteen as well lolol

tysm !! ❤

☽ starring | Thirteen x female reader

☽ pronouns used | she/her

☽ genre | fluff <33

☽ summary | lesbian Mc comes out to thirteen

☽ CW | none

☽ note | dude i never got thr notification for this request and im so upset about it cause its so cute. i have not played any of the recent lessons (i think i stopped at lesson 7 oops) for nightbringer so this will be set during the last lessons in the original game <3

Mc took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves, however that was proving fruitless when her thoughts were running rampant from her anxieties She was planning on coming out to Thirteen today. In her mind, Mc was aware that she was being irrational, and that Thirteen would accept her no questions asked - but, she couldn't help but panic considering it was her literal crush she was planning on coming out to, only working to make her anxieties all the more overwhelming. She didn't know if Thirteen herself liked girls, and it only made her hands all the more clammy at the thought of rejection. But, she reminded herself that she had to do this, or else she’d never know how Thirteen felt. But, goodness, was it not terrifying?

She consulted the brothers the day before, asking if she should come out to Thirteen, and was met with an astounding yes from everyone (especially Asmo.) Beel, however, had thought they were already dating, receiving a babble from Mc as she tried to explain that she and Thirteen weren’t dating (“yet,” Asmo so helpfully quipped as Mc groaned in exasperation.)

Solomon proved to be an exceptionally terrible person to turn to for advice, especially when he suggested a hypnotic potion to "ease the nerves." The audacious offer was swiftly shot down and she left the sorcerer as quickly as she arrived. She didn't know why she considered him in the first place considering Solomon's and Thirteen's "friendship", but in her defense, she was nervous and wanted all the reassurance she could get before finally going through with it.

Simeon and Luke, while they didn't provide any advice, comforted her a bit despite her own thoughts betraying her. They reminded her that Thirteen would support her one hundred percent and that she wouldn't know how Thirteen felt unless she shot her shot; but, as much as Mc wanted to shoot her shot, she didn't think she was brave enough to do so quite yet. She had only barely worked up the courage to come out - asking her out was a complete other level she didn’t think she'd be ready for for a long time, if at all. Regardless, she thanked them for their reassurances, feeling a little more confident than she did before.

Consulting the demon lord and his butler didn't prove fruitful as she only got a beaming grin from the former and a knowing smile from the latter. The advice Barbatos offered was cryptic and completely flew over Mc's head. Whereas Diavolo's advice, although well-intentioned, only worked to make her anxious and unsure again, bringing her back to square one.

Having consulted everyone she could think of, she sighed in defeat, flopping back down against her bed as her arm instinctually moved to cover her eyes. Groaning in exasperation for what felt like the millionth time this day, she shifted her arm away from her eyes to study the vines grown above her bed, trying to ease her nerves before she backs out.

Mc was startled from her thoughts by the sudden knock on her door followed by Asmo’s sing-song voice, “You’ve got this, Mc!”

She offered a thanks in appreciation before heaving a deep sigh.

Pushing herself up from her bed, and smoothing out her clothed she began to fret over her appearance. She wanted to make sure she was presentable before leaving the house, and possibly, maybe by miracle, coming out to Thirteen.

Once she ensured she looked decent, she recounted all the advice she’s gotten and left her room. As she passed the living room she glanced in and got a thumbs up from Belphie, whom was lounging lazily on the couch. Beel also gave an encouraging smile before returning to his snacking, quickly adjusting Belphie’s neck so he didn’t strain it after it had dropped uncomfortably into the arm of the couch.

“Good luck, Mc,” Satan offered offhandedly, enamored with a new book he’d picked up from the library, nose buried in it as soon as he entered the front doors.

Mc hummed quickly, offering him a swift “thanks” before she was out the door and heading towards Thirteen’s lodgings, the directions etched into her memory from the numerous times she’d been over. ‘This is just another outing with Thirteen… Except for the fact you’re about the confess - Nope. Not confessing. Simply coming out.’

Lost in her thoughts, she hadn’t realized that she’d arrived until she was at the front door, fist subconsciously raised to push the doorbell.

“Mc!” Thirteen called as she opened the door, signature smirk on her face.

“Oh! Hi,” Mc returned the smile, feeling her face bloom as she stepped into Thirteen’s house.

Thirteen swayed off into the kitchen as Mc made her way to her room. It was routine now to plop herself down onto Thirteen’s bed while she waited for the other to join her and plot traps for Solomon together. Except, this time she’d be dropping a bomb on her, and she only hoped it didn’t sour their friendship.

“Mc,” she jumped at her name being called, eyes landing on Thirteen standing in the door with a bowl in her arms, “you’re distracted, how are we supposed to prank Solomon like this? What’s on your mind?”

The tone of her voice easily gave away she wasn’t actually upset by her empty-headedness, but Mc was too lost in her own worries to recognize the concern lacing her words.

“Oh, uh-“ she swallowed thickly, grimacing at the knot in her throat, “it’s nothing, don’t worry. We’ll plan the most diabolical prank for Solomon yet!”

“Well, duh!” Thirteen drawled out using her free hand to exaggerate her words, “But I can’t have my prank partner being out of it, so what’s on your mind?”

She approached the bed and placed the bowl on the nightstand, hand on hip as she urged Mc to continue.

‘Damn. Should have known I couldn’t get past her intuition.’

“Well-“ she wets her lips and wrings her hands, nervously picking at the skin around her nails, “-I, uhm. Have something, ahem, to tell you.”

“Well? Out with it,” she urged Mc to continue, staring expectantly.

“I, well, I’m a lesbian. I like girls.” Mc finished quickly, feeling relief for having gotten it out before it was quickly replaced by dread.

“Is that it?” Thirteen quickly reiterated her words, “Sorry, that wasn’t what I was trying to say. Thank you for telling me, I guess I should tell you I am too.”

“You too?!” Mc shouted, nerves instantaneously dissipated at the revelation.

“Well, duh,” Thirteen joined Mc on the bed, crawling over her legs to get situated in her designated spot, “damn, Mc, I’m hurt that you didn’t know.”

Mc sighed and elbowed Thirteen, smiling at the lighthearted quips the two were able to comfortably exchange.

“Since the cat’s out of the bag,” Thirteen quickly adds on, halting Mc’s laughter, “I guess now I can say that I like you.”

Huh?

Mc stared, dumbfounded at Thirteen’s confession.

“I didn’t want to say anything ‘cause I figured you already had something with one of the others, but, you obviously don’t so, sucks to be them.” Thirteen smirked, studying Mc’s face.

“Huh???” Mc gaped, mouth opening and closing like a fish on land. “You- HUH??”

“Have I not been obvious? Really, Mc, I thought you knew me better,” Thirteen faked disappointment as she flopped backward onto her bed and dramatically held the back of her hand against her forehead. “Oh, woe! How can it be so?”

“I really wasn’t expecting you to like me, I guess?” Mc offered, unsure of what she was saying herself. Of course it made sense. Only, literally everyone else could see but her. “Okay, no... Oh, I don’t know.”

Thirteen pushed herself back into a sitting position to hold Mc’s gaze, her green eyes observing Mc’s expression. “That doesn’t matter now, what matters now is this: do you feel the same? Is this something we can pursue?”

“Yes!” Mc answered a little too quickly, slapping her hand over her mouth in embarrassment, “shit, sorry, I mean yes. I would like to pursue something with you.”

“That’s all I needed,” Thirteen’s eyes scanned Mc’s face before moving in as if to kiss her, the corner of her lips tugging upwards as she could hear Mc’s breath hitch.

Mc leaned in as well, eyes slipping closed nerves arising once more from anticipation of a kiss rather than unrequited feelings before it was all dashed as Thirteen swerved to place a kiss against her cheek instead of her lips.

“Aww were you expecting it on the lips?” Thirteen teased as she watched Mc fumble embarrassedly once more. ”How forward, at least take me yo dinner first.

Thirteen delicately weaved her hand together with Mc’s.

“Don’t be mean,” Mc leaned against Thirteen, resting on her shoulder as she squeezed her hand in acknowledgment, “I thought your pranks were reserved for Solomon, and I don’t remember changing my name.”

“You are his apprentice - willingly - so it’s only fair I get to tease you for it.” Mc scoffed at Thirteen’s answer, rolling her eyes even if it was unseen to her. “besides, you’re cute when you pout.”

“Ugh, no way you’re being corny?“ Mc teases back, dodging Thirteen’s flick to her forehead.

Im response to Mc’s quip, Thirteen swings her free arm over Mc’c chest and pulls her down with her so Mc was laying flat on her back with Thirteen propped up against her chest. Mc yelped at the sudden movement, not expecting Thirteen to drag her down. She made a motion to complain but was silenced when she heard Thirteen’s laughter fall from her lips, a sound Mc’s had the privilege to hear on numerous occasions on her outings with Thirteen, but now it sounded different, warmer. More content. As Mc continued to admire her, she took in the way her hair cascaded perfectly over her shaking shoulders, and the way her green eyes shone with mirth as her laughter began to die down and her head now lay propped against Mc’s chest.

“Cat got your tongue?” Thirteen purred, stray chuckles sneaking past her words.

An unconscious compliment fell from Mc’s lips, “you’re beautiful.”

Thirteen was stunned temporarily but she managed to regain her composure just as quickly. Using her free hand, she maneuvered it to pinch Mc’s cheek, ”who’s the corny one now?”

Mc hummed in response, having no words to humour to Thirteen’s quip as she allowed a comfortable silence to drown out their bantering.

Using the position they were currently in to her advantage, Thirteen adjusted their intertwined hands and got comfortable laying against Mc’s chest, taking revelry in the silence and newfound partnership. As Thirteen got settled, Mc could feel her heart skip a beat, and she could only hope that she didn’t hear. (She most definitely did and would be teasing her later for it, oh well.)

After Mc’s nerves settled, she adjusted herself to get comfortable as well, molding herself to Thirteen and relaxing breathing in her scent and feeling a drowsiness slip over her.

They both lay embracing one another in the comfort of Thirteen’s bed, original plans abandoned in favor of an impromptu nap.

☽ final note | I AM SO SORRY THIS TOO SO LONG I AM BOO BOO THE FOOL anyways ihope you liked it amd i hope its emough i tried but i am not caught up on the story and im rusty on writing for obey me weeps

#callisto-writes #obey me #obey me x reader #thirteen x reader #thirteen obey me #obey me fluff

14 notes · View notes

chocottang · 4 months

Note

heyyys hope this isnt an awkward ask but, since you like cami a very normal amount i presume, i thought i'd ask... do you maybe understand or have any interpretations or headcanons about cami and her shadow and how they manage to coexist in the same body together?

(e.g.: is cami always her shadow? do you think she see it and interact with it like fred? how come she has more control over it than other characters but still not enough? etc.)

overall just your personal thoughts about it just because i think that was never really explained in the show and i would love to see what someone who has such a complex and interesting understanding of her backstory thinks about it ! hope this isnt weird to ask hnhnfnfng

hey! not weird or awkward at all, i love getting asks! and thanks for the nice comments u///u

i put a read more just in case it's too long

like you said, cami's shadow wasn't explored a lot in the show, we only got two frames to be exact.

i'm going to call her shadow tat

i already talked about the first frame in the analysis: i think tat came out as a result of cami's realization that she's not alone, that eak and t-trap have been with her all along. tat was probably triggered by the uncommon influx of overwhelming emotions. her purporse seems to be to keep the body going as normal, since the only thing that we see of cami after this is a frame where she looks the same. we don't know if it's cami or tat in z3r0 but she's also acting the same.

about the second frame, it's interesting in the context of the song, because tat seems to be reaching for something while the lyrics talk about finding a way out. after the song, tat takes over the body, so maybe it was alluding to the way out of the shadow world. but, the frame also goes together with this one in an interesting way.

this frame is actually supposed to go with the one of ttrap reaching for cami when they were kids, cami only reaching out now. but, it could go with both of them. cami is both reaching towards ttrap and tat. meaning, she wasn't taken over by her, but rather, she let tat take control. it may be alluding to cami letting her most repressed emotions take over again, accepting them. nevertheless, we know shadows are sentient beings, not just metaphors, so this leads me to think that:

1. even though cami was met with a pretty strong realization after eavesdropping eak and ttrap, she didn't want to actively change anything about her life. at least not yet.

2. cami and tat have at least met before for cami to willingly give her control. besides, they don't look even mildly surprised about what's happening. only on the second frame does tat look different and it doesnt strike me as surprised, but rather like she's just reaching hard.

which brings me to this question: how does cami have powers? a little out of nowhere, but bare with me.

cami and owynn have powers of some sort that are connected to the shadow world, they can make someone's shadow come out and cami can make someone into a mindless zombie.

we've seen that shadows have some sort of power. gold could turn people into mindless zombies (or maybe he was just retransmitting cami's power?), shadow fox had some sort of fire (or maybe he was the fire?) and fred was able to...explode...and make a group of people forget the last year of their lives.

in z3r0, we learn that when humans and shadows fuse, they gain powers that can debilitate shadows.

this makes me think that cami and owynn's powers are nothing more than their shadow's powers. i don't think its a fusion, since those powers seem to be specifically for debilitating shadows, the opposite of what owynn and cami do. in the case of cami, her powers may be just her shadow coming out, since we dont see her eyes very often. but im very sure that the one time owynn used his powers on that one piano, it was himself. so, there exists a way for a human to borrow their shadow's power. meaning, they have to have a relationahip with them in some way. do they make a deal? do they force them? i dont know. but based on the little we see of tat, it seems that at least her and cami are in good terms.

i don't think it's in the level of fred and freddy though, as i believe most shadows are confined to the shadow world unless they take over the human's body. fred is an exception, a very special boy. but i don't think it's necessary to have a ghost form in order to form a bond with a human. the villains seem to know quite a bit about the shadow world, so maybe they found a way to access it on command so they can regularly talk to their shadow and make sure they access its powers.

so, i think cami and tat are in good terms, and cami visits her regularly in the shadow world. whether it be for accessing her power or to talk about what tat has done outside with the power. since the powers are used to serve the villains, tat has to know about the plan and is on board with everything, and since cami has always been aware of what's happened regarding the plan, it means tat is always telling her what she's done (if she's the one using the powers). they really trust each other and are on the same page. at some point, they had an agreement that when cami has to deal with strong emotions, tat will go out. this may be so cami can escape the situation so she doesn't have to deal with her feelings, while tat keeps normalcy. also, so they can be a productive peon for owynn regardless of the situation. so, they have open communication and willingly give control of the body over to the other one, the frequency of this depending on if tat is responsible for all magic acts or if she only goes out on dire ocassions.

the fact that she has more control over her shadow than most characters may be because she simply has more of a relationship with her. or, perhaps the control she attempts to have over her own feelings manifests in a docile shadow, easily controlled. I don't think tat has the same cold personality as cami, but rather she pretends to. i think, in reality, she houses cami's deepest and most repressed feelings, and tat pretends that she doesnt have them so cami won't get mad at her. she does it and agrees on everything cami wants to do so she continues visiting her. even shadows can get lonely, especially in the black endless nothing of the shadow world.

uhh i think that's all i have. its mostly dumb theorizing. thanks for the ask!!! it was really fun to think about. i do like cami a very normal amount <3

#fnafhs #ask #anon

11 notes · View notes