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doobea · 6 months

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✰⋆⁺★ WE KEEP THIS LOVE IN A PHOTOGRAPH ─ CHOSO KAMO

synopsis: you're serious about getting an A for your photography class. so serious that you end up fake dating your best friend. and, well, it gets out of hand.

contents: no curse AU, gn!reader, sfw, fluff, mr ed scares me but his songs are corny bops, friends to lovers + fake dating, choso has been secretly pinning but waits for you to make first move hehe, a satosugu kfc joke thrown in here, i always make my readers a stem major but they're an artsy major here, i feel like choso will always be some sort of chem major in my stories because it just works???, kinda PROOF'D, i finished writing this at 4am... word count: 3.8K (crazy ik) a/n: i love him, i love him, i love him sm *explodes* songs related to this fic: out of my league by fitz and the tantrums + photograph by ed sheeran

The best part about majoring in photography is that you’ve enjoyed every single project you’re given. This year, your professor explained that she wanted all of her students’ projects to always follow a specific theme — happiness, sadness, anger, etc. And, throughout the year, you’ve gotten nothing but A’s on all of them. It’s something you’re proud about, something that you didn’t hesitate to tell your best friend Choso when he had asked about it the first time around.

However, this straight A streak might soon come to a stop as the end of the semester wraps up. Your professor had just gotten engaged a few weeks ago and today's the first time she’s returning back to classes from her honeymoon, which she hasn’t stopped gloating over. She’s happy and you’re happy for her, you really are, but the themes of the projects for this class usually revolves around what she’s feeling and, unfortunately for you, the last theme just happens to be—

“Love!” your professor writes the word in big pink letters on the chalkboard and you immediately hear half of the class cheering and half of them groaning. Safe to say, you’re part of the other half.

“Oh, c’mon guys,” she frowns before pointing to her diamond engagement ring. “Love is amazing, it’s beautiful, it’s everlasting—”

“Some of us are single, you know?” one student calls out, several others joining in right after. “What if we don’t have a partner?”

It’s a valid point. This project will be a piece of cake for anyone in a relationship. Half of the class will probably submit a folder with selfies with their partners. And, given that your professor is in a particular good mood for this assignment, it’ll be an easy A. You, on the other hand, have nothing to submit because you’re not dating anyone. If somehow your professor suggests taking photos of your crushes, then that’ll be really fucking weird.

“You don’t have to be in a relationship for this project to work,” she explains with a smile. “For example, you could always submit pictures of your crushes.”

Fuck that.

“Kinda borderline stalkerish,” your thoughts slip out quite audibly.

Other students around you quickly agree while the other half of the class is arguing to keep the theme. Your professor opens her mouth to protest but only ends up shutting it again.

“Okay,” she laughs nervously before clapping her hands together in an attempt to calm everyone down. “If anyone would like a modification to this assignment, just send me an email by the end of the day and I’ll make a slight adjustment.” she says seriously.

That seems to work as some of your classmates are already typing away on their laptops. You’re tempted to join the list, not out of frustration of being single, but rather because you’re not sure if getting an A is possible this time. You’re wondering if you should even bother asking Choso to be your little guinea pig, but that would probably be asking a lot from someone who already has a lot on their plate. Plus, it would be really weird to actually ask your crush to be your pretend boyfriend.

“How was class?”

“Fine.”

Choso cocks a brow as he slides into the dining booth across from you. He has a brightly assorted platter consisting of various vegetables and a fat salmon filet. He’s been lecturing to you about healthy eating habits a week ago after catching his half-brother downing a bunch of fried foods and burgers. What a health nut. Which is why he splits his sides of vegetables and adds some on your sparse plate when he sees you have nothing but a lonely scoop of pasta and fries.

“No, seriously, tell me what’s wrong,” and he gives you that look where you know you can’t make up an excuse out of it.

You gracefully jab your fork at some of the oven roasted carrots he placed down, chewing and swallowing them in a way that made it seem like they kidnapped your entire family. And, fuck, they taste really good.

“My professor told us about the final project today,” you start, eyes focusing only on your plate and avoiding your best friend at all costs.

“Yeah?” Choso slices a piece of the salmon off and plates it on top of your pasta. “What about it?”

You briefly frown at the action, feeling your cheeks burn up shamelessly because why does he have to be so attentive and perfect?

“The theme is ‘Love’ and… well, I don’t really have anyone.” you cringe, poking at the salmon until it shreds apart.

Your friend goes silent, making a low humming sound as if deep in thought. After some pauses, Choso speaks up, “What about crushes? Or celebrities?”

Your eyes immediately flick to his face at the word ‘crush’ but you steel yourself before your emotions betray you. You begin coughing into your fist, pretending to be choking on a piece of noodle before downing your glass of water.

“That’ll be weird, dude. I can’t just take a photo of my crush and I feel like celebrities would just be a shitty cop out.” Sadly, you’re quite the model student in your major, and you’re not going to half-ass a project just because it’ll still give you a passing grade.

“So, what’s your plan?” Choso asks genuinely.

You purse your lips together, shrinking back into your seat, gaze now downcast again. “I’m not sure… I’ve been doing really well in that class and, well, it would suck seeing a C on this assignment after all the hard work I’ve done.” you answer honestly.

He’s silent again and you can feel his foot tapping against yours underneath the table. Choso doesn’t show emotion easily on his face unless provoked, but you can tell he’s really focused on finding some sort of solution because he’s chewing the insides of his cheeks, brows slightly creased under his bangs, and the tattoo on his nose is slightly scrunched up. You probably think he looks the same when he’s taking his exams and, for some reason, it makes you kinda happy that he’s putting this much effort into this silly dilemma. Though, makes you also feel slightly guilty, too.

“Hey,” you put up your hands in defeat and laugh. “It’s alright, Cho. Unless you volunteer to be my fake boyfriend and I take cheesy selfies with you, I don’t think you gotta do anything for me.”

“No, I can do that.”

You go into a coughing fit again. “I-I’m sorry?”

“Well,” this time Choso looks slightly flustered, hand rubbing the back of his neck and the other drumming away on the tabletop. “If that gets you an A, then I’ll do it for you. If, you know, you’re okay with that?” When you don’t give him an immediate answer, Choso waves his hands dismissively in the air, shaking his head, “Actually, never mind, it’s a dumb idea.”

No, it’s a genius idea. An idea that you thought only existed in your fantasies. And, now, you can’t stop thinking about actually doing it. “We can do that,” you say quietly, swallowing a heavy lump. “A few sappy photoshoots and then we call it, yeah?”

Choso nods slowly. “Anything for that A, right?”

“Right,” you echo back.

The first photo shoot occurs pretty soon after the proposal. Choso had suggested that a dinner date would be a good start and he just happened to make a quick reservation at Kentucky Fried de Chicken, or KFC for short. He’s heard good reviews from his classmate Suguru prior and texted you its details.

Business casual, ambient lighting, and live jazz music. You’re starting to wonder if he’s taking this more seriously than you are.

The fancy restaurant is way fancier than you originally anticipated. It’s the type of fancy that only the richest of the rich would go to, definitely not where a bunch of college students like yourselves would hang around in. Still, it’s impressive that Choso managed to find a spot last minute. You hope to order just a mini appetizer to split and pray that they don’t charge for a glass of water like some places do.

“Fuck,” your eyes feel like they’re about to jump out when you breeze over the menu. “How do people justify these prices?”

Choso stifles a groan of his own, probably thinking about losing a week’s worth of pay to a side he can’t even pronounce. “Nepo babies,” he answers bitterly.

“Ugh, Suguru probably made Satoru pay for everything…” you mumbled. “Not that he would mind, I guess. He’s practically the definition of old money.”

“Sorry, next time I’ll pick somewhere less… flashy,” Choso frowns, seemingly disappointed in himself.

You feel a wave of guilt hit again. Shit, you didn’t mean to make him feel bad or poor on this pretend date. Hell, you can barely afford student housing but you would probably spend the last of your money in your bank account to treat Choso out. You’re under the delusion that he’s doing that right now. But, if anything, you should probably cover for most of it because it’s your project, not his.

You lightly kick his feet, careful enough to not scuff his only pair of loafers. “No, I’m sorry. This,” you motion to the hanging chandelier above the table and towards the live band across the room. “This is perfect, Choso. I’m gonna be jealous of your future partner.” you say fondly but also exasperated.

This makes him tense up, and you’re wondering if somehow he does have someone in mind. You’re about to ask, but the waiter swings by with two glasses of lemon water and a side of complementary towels. When the waiter starts asking for your orders and you respond with ‘just the broccolini’, he gives you an eye roll and scribbles the dish down with most likely a complaint added to it.

“Budget tight, I see.” the staff comments before moving to a busier table of actual business men.

You stick out a tongue once he’s out of sight. “Budget tight?” you mock his tone and Choso laughs from across. “Dude, the broccolini costs as much as a full tank of gas in this economy and he wants to complain about the size of our wallets?”

“Half of a tank of gas,” Choso corrects and waves his wallet around. “You’re my date for tonight, I think it’s fair that I pay.”

Your cheeks flush at his words and you’re glad that it’s dark otherwise Choso would probably think you’re having a fever right now. You swallow thickly, “Let me pay, you already cover for Yuuji’s groceries.”

“How about I pay for this and you can cover for the next photo shoot?” Well, you can’t really argue with that logic, as much as you do want to.

“I, ugh, okay fine,” and to lighten up the mood, you add, “As your date, it’s your job to spoil me tonight.”

Choso laughs a little, seemingly satisfied by your answer. “Yeah, I know.”

The broccolini ends up tasting subpar. But you both knew that, afterall, you couldn’t afford any of the entrees on the menu without going into debt. You split half of the dish, which really isn’t that much to begin with — maybe like three pieces for each person. You’ve seen Choso eat before, you practically have lunch and dinner with him almost every single day, but something about this feels entirely different.

He’s more careful, using the comically gold plated silverware to cut into the dish and making sure he doesn’t make a mess. There’s a certain softness in his eyes when he looks up, asking if the food is okay, if it’s too salty and if he should order more. Obviously, you say no, because you’re not the type to take advantage of his kindness, no matter how much he persists. When you manage to get a bit of sauce on your cheeks, he subconsciously reaches over and swipes it away with his thumb, only then do you smell his rich cologne and see that he’s freshly shaven in the face. It makes your dumb heart do even dumber flips until you remind yourself that it’s just for a class project.

The rest of the 'date' goes surprisingly well. Of course it does – you’re with your best friend, and the topic of fake dating doesn’t come up again in the night. You both end up making stupid games with each other about inventing fake backstories for all the rich old people in the restaurant, and you both have to bite down on your hands from laughing too loud.

It feels like a normal hangout but, in your mind, it’s so much more.

After another futile attempt to fight for the bill, Choso wins, and you both start leaving. You’re lagging behind him, hands fiddling on your camera settings as you look through the few photos you manage to take during the meal. The dim lighting makes Choso look moodier than usual, but the images still feel stiff and doesn’t really capture the whole ‘love’ theme.

You only look up again when Choso tugs on your sleeves, dragging you gently out the revolving doors and finally into the cool, night air, and you can’t help but gasp.

Choso blinks and his hands fly to his face, rubbing around for any traces of green florets. “Is there something on my face?”

“Don’t move,” you angle your camera, getting down to one knee and making sure the moonlight is shining directly at his sides because he looks absolutely ethereal right now.

The camera releases its shutters several times, taking at least ten photos in case one of them ends up looking bad, which is practically impossible because it’s Choso — but you’re not going to tell him that. Satisfied with the outcome, you rush up to him, bumping into his shoulder, and eagerly present the finished results.

“One of these is definitely going into the project,” you huff out with pride and Choso nods besides you.

“I’m not usually the type to have photos of myself but these are good,” he agrees. “Mind sending a few over?”

“Yeah,” you give him a soft smile and laugh.

You decide to save the first one for your portfolio and leave the other nine for your memories.

The second photo shoot ends up being domestic themed. Which is way better than paying for an overpriced meal.

It’s the weekend and also your monthly movie night marathon with Choso, so both of you are currently laying on either end of the couch in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and sweats. You decide, in order to fit the theme, that the perfect movie series to put on is the After series.

“Did you know that this first started out as a One Direction fanfic?” you huddle your knees close to your chest, eyes practically glued to the screen as the introduction plays.

“Is that why the reviews are bad?” he jabs.

Your eyes widen, scooting close to his side and pinching his arm as punishment for looking up the movie prior. “Hey, you’re supposed to go into this blind.”

“You’ve already read it though,” Choso counters and nudges you back.

“Yeah, and you haven’t,” you roll your eyes and somehow neither of you comment how close your bodies are.

You understand why they have to change the names of the characters due to copyright laws but you can’t help but to cringe at the replacement names. Harry is now Hardin, Zyan is now Zed, and Liam is now Landon. And the acting? Pretty bad. Possibly even worse compared to the Sharknado marathon you both had last month.

“That’s,” you pull out your fingers to count, “like the fifth sex scene within the past hour.”

In the middle of it, when Choso is pressed up against you, you decide it’s picture time. You raise the camera to fit you both, and throw up a peace sign, because why not? It’ll make a cute photo.

Or so you think until impulsively, Choso leans down and plants a chaste kiss on your head.

The photo ends up looking comically cute, with his eyes closed and your surprised look, but you're pretty much trying to keep yourself together from exploding on the spot.

“Sorry,” he pulls back, and there’s a heavy blush running across his cheeks as he says, “I thought it would look good and fit the theme.”

“R-Right,” you sharply inhale a breath as you wordlessly lean back into his touch, continuing the film without bringing up the kiss again.

When the third film starts playing, Choso ends up falling asleep on your shoulder, and you take it upon yourself to steal yourself a kiss on his forehead, somehow convincing yourself it’s for the project without even taking a photo.

“Have you ever, I dunno, thought about the fact that he likes you back?” Nobara asks bluntly during one particular evening at the library.

“Shh!” You press a finger on her lips, ignoring her muffled whines as you try to control the rapid beating from your chest. “Not so loud!”

Nobara sighs and pulls back, pen gliding across her notebook and draws a shitty version of you and Choso in the middle of the page. “This is you, and this is him,” she points at the figures before doodling hearts above. “This is you and him from everyone’s point of view—so disgustingly in love that it makes all of us physically vomit sometimes,” she says this in the nicest way possible.

“Dude,” you frown and hide your face behind a textbook, fearing that other students would overhear. “He doesn’t like me like that. We’ve been friends since forever and I feel like if we make a move on each other then our dynamic will be fucked.”

She blinks, unfazed by your frenzied state, and sighs again. “Keep telling yourself that.” Nobara rips out the doodle and slides it across the desk to you. You begrudgingly accept it, shoving it in your bag. “When are you guys meeting up? You have one more photo shoot, right?”

“Later tonight, in his dorm,” you mumble shyly, feeling yourself growing smaller at that fact.

Nobara snorts. “A sex photo shoot?”

“No!” and you slap a hand over your mouth once several students hush you. “No.” you repeat, softer this time.

She laughs and doesn’t push the conversation any further. “Mhm, okay, okay.”

A few hours later and you're browsing around in his dorm room, trying to understand some of his organic chemistry notes but all it does is makes your brain hurt.

“I don’t get how you’re able to do this,” you plop down on his bed, staring hard at the back of Choso’s head as he pulls out an earbud, chuckling at your frustration.

“I can teach you,” he offers, to which you immediately decline. “Or not, that’s cool, too.”

It bothers you a little of how normal everything is. You’ve definitely moved on from the kiss. Definitely. Not like you replayed it every day of your life for the past week. Not at all. Completely moved on. Yeah. Maybe Choso’s doing the same thing? Or, maybe he’s completely engrossed in his studies and you’re just a sick, sick friend who’s using your best friend? Yeah, maybe that’s it.

You clear your throat after a few beats in silence. “What did you have in mind?”

Choso hums in thought before shrugging. “Maybe capture something personal in my dorm? I think that’ll work.” Then, he gets up and excuses himself to the bathroom. “If you’re hungry, I have some snacks in my drawers. Be back in a second.”

When the door shuts, you let out a deep breath that you didn’t know you were holding in. You’ve been in his room plenty of times and, after everything, it’s so hard to keep yourself composed around him. Ugh, this project wasn’t supposed to make you feel anything.

You take up his offer and start rummaging through his drawers. The top drawer consists of nothing but graphing paper and his carefully curated pens and pencils. His second drawer holds his other lab notebooks and extra scrap paper with scribbled notes. As you approach his third and final drawer, your gaze falls to an old photograph of you and Choso back in middle school on his desk.

It’s tucked away in the corner, just behind his lamp, and it’s a fond memory. Your arms are wrapped around his waist, his body slightly lifted above the ground, and your face looks absolutely constipated as you were trying your hardest to hold him. Choso, on the other hand, looks like he was about to burst into flames. Without thinking, you grab your camera and capture his desk, zooming in on the photo as the focal point. It’s slightly out of focus and a bit shaken up, like you couldn’t keep your hands still when you were taking it, but it’s perfect.

The following day you submit your portfolio, along with the rest of your classmates. Some complaining about how unfair the project was, some boasting about how it’s the easiest assignment out of the year, and some—you—are a bundle of nerves.

It’s not until the end of the week, where you’re having dinner with Choso in the dining hall, that you receive an email notification stating that grades are finally posted.

You jolt from your seat, swallowing the last bits of roasted vegetables on your platter, before checking your grades. One. Two. Three… when the site loads, you practically screech in celebration.

“I got the A!”

“Congrats,” Choso smiles softly before it fades away, replaced by a nervous laugh and then a frown. “I’m sorry about kissing you the other day.”

Wow, that’s not exactly what you were expecting.

You choke on your drink but he continues, “I can tell you’ve been acting weird since then. And I think I stepped out of the line doing it. I’m sorry.”

Fuck, what are you supposed to say to that?

You scratch the back of your neck, face now equally as warm as his. “Don’t apologize, I’m actually kinda glad you did…”

He blinks. “You are?”

“Yeah,” you nod and Choso flushes more at that.

Then, his eyebrows shoot up. “You like me?”

“A lot,” and he gets even redder. God, he has no idea how much you’re madly in love with him.

“So, I guess we can start taking photos together like an actual couple then?”

You laugh, not fully believing that this is how your confession gets to be known. “Yeah, I guess we can.”

Looking back at every photo, every longing moment to the lingering touches, kisses, and the methodical layout of his room, you wonder if there was a moment where you faked your feelings for one another. The simple answer is no, to anyone, these photographs only contain unconditional love.

#doobea writing #choso x reader #choso fluff #choso kamo fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #choso kamo x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #i love him so much mwah <3 #jjk choso #choso #choso kamo

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jaarijani · 7 months

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Käärijä Antwerp gig recap!!!

I HAVE THOUGHTS of course i do i dont shut the hell up ever you should know this about me by now

i arrived there at around 9 am bc of train delays but there were only 10 people there then and for the longest time it was just the 15 of us so 15 gang ily sm!!! i loved sitting and chatting with all of you you made those 10+ hours go by SO FAST ❤️❤️❤️

the tour bus arrived at around 12ish and we all stood around for a while until they finally came out

häärijä BEELINED to Ed, ignoring us completely, it was so funny

he was so sweet oh my god i love him 💛

while he distracted us Jere sneaked off the bus

as Jere walked back to the bus i saw him wave so i waved back and he came over to say hi!!! right in front of me!!! he was so sweet too 😭💚

you cannot comprehend how beautiful this man is irl oh my god

sidenote: he was SO surprised some of us woke up super early to travel all the way from the Netherlands

people started giving gifts and asking for pics and he said to form a line so we could all have a pic and he called himself santa claus lmao

i have the forbidden knowledge of Jeres height as he's exactly as tall as me 😈

OKAY THE ACTUAL GIG

it was so amazing???

his energy is so good and the audience matched him SO well today

he was CLEARLY feeling so much better today he was so happy and smiley and he seemed genuinely surprised by how crazy we were

we chanted käärijä after almost every song

VOITTAJA CHANT

i blacked out during hirttää kinni???? it was so good and its my fav at he moment and suddenly we were done??? no wait take me back

he talked about huhhahhei and said "when two guys go on a love boat together" paraphrasing but sIR!!!

AND THEN he did a whole bit about bojan again? he sang a little song wondering where he was and that he misses him and JERE PLEASE I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE

i have a video of this btw

Emilia fucking SLAPPED icip again holy shit she matched his energy perfectly

i feel like he didnt want to go again!!! he just stayed and talked about doing what you love and being true to youself WHILE the reggae mix was playing

it was so fun so good i had an amazing time 💚💚💚💚💚 and am low key considering going to finland next year

also shout out to Ed @submariini and his amazing Häärijadar bc we share the same birthday??!!!! october 29 babeyy

#käärijä #jere pöyhönen #antwerpen gig #also shout out to goose for hooking me up with a VERY last minute sleeping spot!!! i owe u my life #i dont know your tumblr tho i apologise #but everyone was genuinely so sweet and nice and the queue was great!!!#we wrote down numbers and emilia herded us like cattle it was great #there were some guys trying to cut the line but we just. werent having it.#no i did not wake up at 4 for you to just cut in line and take a spot #gtfo #also jere gives the best hugs :)#and jesse was SO DONE w/ our bullshit cheering for him hdbdbshd i am not sorry youre doing great sweetie ❤️#im still hopped up on adrenaline but im going to try to get some sleep #i still cant believe this was real #good night yall it was great ❤️#mine #mine*

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dreamdaddymorpheus · 2 years

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fire on fire | chapter. 04 | morpheus x scarlet witch!reader

pairing: morpheus x scarlet witch!reader (she/her) warning: sm*t, br*eding k*ink, no beta we die like jessamy a/n: you gotta listen to sam smith's fire on fire, i based their entire relationship on that one song lmao aa/n: my sincerest apologies to neil gaiman, please know that i wrote this with alot of love 😭🙏🏽 previous chapters: chapter. 01 | chapter. 02 | chapter. 03

“Fire on fire would normally kill us But this much desire, together, we're winners They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms 'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me And look in my eyes You are perfection, my only direction It's fire on fire.” – Fire on Fire, Sam Smith

Your relationship with the King of Dreams and Nightmares has always been a much-disputed subject amongst his siblings with the majority in opposition. If there was one thing, however, to unite them all it was the fact that Morpheus absolutely worshipped you. “Fire on fire, dear Morpheus, will kill you.” He recalled the unsolicited caution from his eldest sibling, voice as soul destroying as ever. Morpheus merely rolled his eyes at the time, petulant and arrogant, but this very moment, as he cradled your face in both hands with his lips in a desperate quest to claim yours, he couldn’t help but agree. You may kill him, indeed. To die between your thighs would be glorious – a life well spent, he thought.

His hands moved to rest on your waist as his lips slithers away from yours to leave a burning trail along your jaw down to the pulse on your neck, barely holding back a shudder from overtaking him at the way you sighed at his attentions. “We are not to be disturbed, Lucienne.” The order came from against your skin, unwilling to move and uncaring to ensure Lucienne gave them the privacy he demanded.

You heard the soft lulling sound of whirling sand before you felt the solid edge of his throne hit the back of your knees. “I thought I would never hold you again.” Morpheus whispered along the column of your throat, a touch of vulnerability overshadowing the deep hunger he felt building in the pit of his stomach. “I feared for humanity – for what I would have done to them.” Though the Endless restrained his whimpers rather well the wetness against your skin gave him away. “This madness you inspire in me would not have been merciful.” You slide your hand over the back of his neck until your fingers were partly obscured by his jet-black hair, tugging slightly at a handful as if to ground him back – back to you.

“For centuries I have denied who and what I am—“ Despair and anger bubbled in your throat in equal measure, “…pushed you away in my fear of the inevitable. Deprived myself of what rightfully belongs to me.” At this your free hand slides over his chest, clawing at the spot where his heart should be. You felt his growl ripple under your hand. “No more.” You murmured, low and airy with lust.

Morpheus truly intended to be gentle at first – but the way your scent, your warmth flooded his senses made it nigh impossible. His lips devoured yours in unrestrained lust, feeding selfishly on the soft, quivering moans that slipped past your lips. Your taste was so decadent and rare that his hunger only grew with each second, fuelling his madness. His fingers gripped the silky materials of your nightdress and with one quick tug had it discarded to the ground without even a single glance.

It thrilled him that you matched his lust, his bites, his growls with your own. Even in his war for dominance over you he couldn’t stop the way his heart swelled with love and delight. It filled him with so much pride that you refused to surrender. You were so beautiful, he thought. Untouched and unsullied for a century. A blank canvas, if you will – and oh how he ached to paint you with his marks again to further solidify his claim over your entire body and soul. There was no hope that this would be a tender lovemaking. He was far too starved for far too long.

The Endless allowed his hands to wander over the newly exposed flesh, growling as he rediscovered how soft and pliable you were. His hands moved up to trace the curves of your waist until they reached the roundness of your breast, his thumbs reaching out to draw teasing little circles over your hardened peaks, drawing out a soft cry from you.

When his ministrations suddenly stopped, he felt as well as heard your disappointment – but the Endless merely gave you a knowing smile before moving his hands to slide down your body, caressing from the dip of your waist to the flare of your hips, down, down, and down he went until he felt the wetness between your legs.

You were so wet. Morpheus could only snarl as the scent of your arousal hit his nose, completely and utterly intoxicating him. He parts your folds, searching for that sensitive little pearl that he knew would drive you to the same madness you rouse in him. He leans down to latch his mouth onto your breast as his fingers prevailed in its quest, circling the little nub until he felt your fingers dig into his shoulders, relishing the thought of your own markings on him. He would make good on his promise this day – fill you until you were full of his flesh and blood.

Morpheus felt his concentration escape him when the tip of his middle finger slipped inside your obscenely wet tightness. The heat of you almost sent him to his knees – no, heat was too mild a word. You were fire, a blazing inferno, and he craved, needed to feel you around him.

“I could scarcely think of little else all these years—” He gasped into your ear. “You feel…” Perfect, exquisite, all consuming, the words were simply far too inadequate to convey the true extent of his sentiment in regard to your sheath like quim. His finger starts its own rhythm, lazily moving in and out of your heat while his thumb amused itself by circling and flicking at your clit. Though he desired to hear your screams he contented himself with the way you seemed to be currently incapable of much else besides chanting his name like a prayer. A whisper at first, then a whine, soon a growl as your hips crashed against his fingers relentlessly as you attempt to chase your release.

He watched in absolute awe as your face twist with pleasure, eyes fluttering close, swollen, bruised lips parting to let a desperate, wordless scream. Glorious.

Granting you no time to recover, Morpheus spun you both around and sat himself on his throne, pulling you to straddle over him. He needed to see it again lest he truly lose himself to his madness. Needed to see you come undone. On his cock.

“Tell me, my love,” He started with a teasing lilt to his voice, reaching down with one hand to free himself from his trousers, “In the imagined world I found you in, did my proxy please you?” He leans forward, pulling you impossibly closer with his other arm until you were chest to chest.

“Never.” You avowed without hesitation. Though you were deep in your delusions you could never betray Morpheus like that – your magic wouldn’t let you even if you tried. He was not just your paramour; he was one half of you. “But I did pleasure myself, if you were wondering.” At this you smirk, writhing on his lap to adjust yourself and then raising your hips slightly to hover above his cock until you felt the width of his hardness slide between your legs. “I only had to think of you, of our mischief, in this very spot in fact, or at the centre of Stonehenge, even the rather quick one against one of Lucienne’s many shelves,” You teased, eyes dancing with mischievous amusement.

“That was not a ‘quick one’.” Morpheus glared at you for that, taking mock offense at your implication. He did not take his time as he normally would in that particular memory, he admits, but he recalled being so desperate and hungry for a taste of you that he had you up and against a shelf, tomes forgotten on the table, and ate you out like a beggar at a feast.

You merely chuckled in response, deliberately ignoring his interruption, and continued with your teasing, “My point is—I do not need a poorly made substitute of you to come undone. Just the thought of you is enough to end me.” You felt him harden even more at that – if that was even possible. He could probably leave a dent in your insides in his current state of arousal.

“Put an end to my misery, Y/N.” He begged hoarsely, and you obliged. You raised your hips, one hand sneaking between your bodies to guide his cock inside you. You watched as the King of Dreams threw his head back in pleasure, lips parted, eyes closed, savouring this feeling, this moment of being one with you once more. Inch by inch, taking your sweet time.

Morpheus could feel you twitch and stretch to accommodate his length, and the feeling of it could have consumed him – killed him, as Destiny so kindly cautioned him. Perhaps not quite the context meant, but he could have died happily like this. He felt you shudder when he was finally fully hilted inside you, your cunt rippling and shaping to his cock.

“You, my love, are the embodiment of sin.” The growl came rough and broken, his nails digging into the flesh on your hips, barely holding onto what sanity he had left to fend off the madness that threatened to take you like an animal. He didn’t have to wait long, it seems, as he could see the same desperation in him distorting your features. You tried to tease him and prolong his suffering, but he knew by the way you increased the beat of your movement that you were chasing your high as much as him. Not yet. Not until you’ve ridden him to his satisfaction, a compensation for your mischief.

Morpheus watched his beloved sob in frustration, riding him furiously and wildly, breasts bouncing with your every movement and beguiling him to suckle on a pebbled flesh, causing you to let out wonderful little whimpers. “P-Please, Morpheus—” You begged. At last, he felt you approaching your pinnacle, felt the familiar way your walls tightened around him. He slid one arm around your waist and grabbed a fistful of your hair with the other as he met your enthusiasm with equal fervour.

“Take it, my Queen.” Whether it was the relentless way he was thrusting into you or the sultry, throaty tone in which he uttered your soon to be title, but you came with a strangled cry, gasping and trembling violently. You heard him hiss into your ear as he too came spilling inside you, hissing through gritted teeth before you felt them clamp down on your shoulder. You sink into him, panting and relishing your high.

You heard that familiar sound of sand again and soon you felt the luxurious sensation of velvet hit your naked back. Above you was your lover, only better – without an inch of clothing on him.

“Again.” He demanded darkly; voice low yet no less commanding. The moment of confusion was soon clarified by the way his cock started to stiffen inside you again, as if that too was at his directive. “You will take my seed as many times as it’ll take.” He flipped you over and lured you onto your knees. “Morpheus—” You moaned, eyes hazy and vulnerable, but before you could say more you felt him pull you to the hilt of his cock. Your chanting of his name resumed, bracing yourself on your forearms and widening your stance. Yes, yes, yes, this—this felt like home. You felt his growl more than you heard it; your senses utterly skewed from his unwavering pounding. “You will be positively divine when you are round with our children.” He was incessant, single-minded in his quest to fill you with as much seed as your body could take.

Morpheus held you firmly in place by the hips as he fucked you with deep, claiming thrust, each movement hitting that throbbing bundle of nerves inside you. He would see you ruined for anyone but him. He jerked your head against his chest by the hair as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, “You will make me a father, won’t you, my love?” When nothing came out of you but a strangled moan, Morpheus pulled harder, “Yes?”

“Y-Yes,” He delighted in the clear, wanton desperation lacing your voice, “Let no one doubt I am yours.” Morpheus growled at this, in absolute euphoria at the thought of marking you this way. His pounding slowed, purposeful and deep, grunting each time your flesh slapped against the base of his cock. Once. Then twice. The third one was what ended him, and you, as you both threw your heads back in unison and howled each other’s names.

Dream of the Endless watched his future Queen collapse tiredly on the bed, admiring your body flushed with desire, covered in a sheen of sweat, before gathering you gently in his arms and engulfing you in his warm embrace. He smiled adoringly as you gazed up at him with heavy-lidded eyes and returned the same smile, thoroughly sated.

“I hope it’s a girl.” You said quietly, shyly, then settled back against him with your face pressed against his heaving chest.

Morpheus didn’t think his heart could swell anymore for you, yet as he stared at you for the longest time, he was glad to be proven wrong.

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trashpocket · 1 year

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hi!! are you the author of my grave is mine to dig on ao3? i just saw your url is the same as on that fic and i was just wondering haha! i love that fic sm!

YESSSS, sorry for the late reply, that's me, that's me!!! sorry if im late to update it, chapter three is being a bitch and i might be splitting it into two big parts since it's where the subplot line begins closing in with the reveal of the main plotline, but AHHHH!!! hope ur patient enough for it 😭😭😭 here's a snippet from chapter three, if this helps!

There was something in people sharing sentiments with inanimate objects. How Steve’s affection extended to the unreal, to the immobile, and to the lifeless. Like he could love even beyond what normal loving did and there was something about that. With children loving anything and everything.

As if they could both love like kids could; like how they used to. Unfettered, limitless, real. (Like they had the power to do this: keep on loving again.)

“Come on. Ma’s this way,” Eddie’s voice was hoarse and quiet, and Steve must’ve been learning a lot about him too because he didn’t make a comment. Just let himself be pulled away.

“You think she’ll like me?” Steve asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” Eddie teased, “what do you think?”

“Eddieeee,” Steve dragged him to a stop, earning a chuckle out of him.

Eddie turned around and met Steve’s eyes. Found the churchyard, trapped in dawn, the sun breaking through the clouds at a time where Eddie and Steve would usually be sat at breakfast—after Steve came back from whatever run he did in the morning. They’d be sharing a plate by then, with food that Steve cooked up, listening to Eddie’s old records on the turntable Eddie had dug out from Wayne’s old stuff. Steve would have bandaids over his fingers. Eddie would ask about them—and Steve would hum until Eddie forgot ever asking. Take his hand and dance him around. Pretended the world didn’t exist for a moment—that they weren’t hurt everyday.

He swallowed past the lump in his throat.

“Well, Steve, I don’t know. She likes to wake up early, though. She leaves conditioner in her hair, and can't go out without her favorite bracelet. Ma, she would sing this tune from a show—I forgot the name, I don’t remember—but all I knew was that Ma loved to sing it in the kitchen.” He swept Steve’s hand up to his face, pressing a kiss into the knuckle just cause he could. “She liked cats, and those silver wind chimes you’d see hangin’ from windows. I think my favorite memory of her is—”

He thinned his lips to meet Steve’s eyes once more; how Steve was full of wonder and adoration. A soft vacuum in a world that held his mess. Eddie couldn’t think of anything more treacherous. Beautiful.

“Is what, Eds?” Steve whispered, in a manner so reverent, like he knew how Eddie was looking at him then. Caught in the dredges of his heart. If only he knew.

Eddie suddenly felt shy. Christ.

“Every time I called her a hero, she’d light up like a fucking Christmas tree. She knew how much I loved superheroes an’ shit back then. I was fucking ridiculous.” Eddie shook his head, laughing through his nose. “She’d take me out on Fridays, get me those jelly ice pops and sit by the curb. Good shit. We’d count the birds that flew by—name ‘em some stupid things—like Spot, or Dot or whatever.” Steve throwing his head back in a laugh didn’t make the names so stupid, so Eddie grinned softly in return. Continued, “We’d watch the sunset, and sing a few songs too. We’d wait until Pa left so we could go home. The best days were always when the bastard was gone. Ma always made shit better somehow. It’s her magic powers or something. It always blew my mind.”

Eddie took a shaky breath. Steve tightened his grip and he looked over.

He didn’t know what he saw, but he knew what Steve was seeing. He was looking at Eddie, and the jagged mire inside him; broken and scarred over. Steve’s body—just this time, reflected in Eddie’s heart. A hurt manor, full of cracked windows and creaky doors. Alcoves of people—in a life that nearly fell apart.

Steve wasn’t scared to take a look.

“She sounds amazing,” Steve told him, “and you turned out amazing. Fucking amazing. I’m glad she was there to love you. That she was your superhero—your mom.”

As if Eddie wasn’t fucked up for always losing people. For constantly loving and being left behind. For caring so much, that he felt like he was suffocating the people he wanted to stay; squeezing them so tight in his grasp, that his grip—his care—was horrifying. A desperate thing that forced people to leave. That he was a broken boy, always forced to stay.

But this was Steve, daunting and fearless. Loved with scars, never without them—because what the fuck kinda bastard would say shit like that right off the bat?

Eddie didn’t know what to say, except, “She was. And you know what? I think she’d love you too,” which was the truth.

Because it was kinda like that. Seeing the people you loved, reflected in the people you were loving.

Mallory Munson would’ve probably loved Steve Harrington for how similar they were. Maybe they had the same look in their eyes. People who gave a bit too much; who worried for the future, and what it would bring. Who had people for whom they cared for a lot; for whom they gave themselves up to. People who might be facing this future—with or without them, so they gave themselves to the world—if only it meant that the world could love them a bit more easier.

Eddie looked at Steve and saw something familiar. It scared him. Made him feel tender and weak, in the face of something so fleeting. (In his grasp, squeezing, running away—dying.)

“I think I could love her too.” Steve whispered, and Eddie hoped (fucking hoped) that it was true. That he’d stay.

With that, they strode forward across the dead.

And Eddie wondered if given the chance—he could love Steve Harrington any easier too.

#steddie au #monster hunter AU #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things au #fic #stranger things fic #alternate universe #my grave is mine to dig #trashpocket fic

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deaf-solitude · 7 months

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GUYS IM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THE TWO NEW OFMD EPISODES TODAY!!!! MY BROKEN HEART WAS MENDED AND THEN BROKEN AGAIN WITHIN TWO HALF AN HOUR EPISODES SO WHAT IF I DIED TONIGHT

!! EPISODE 6-7 SPOILERS AHEAD !!!!

OHHHHHHHH MY GODDDD????? THE PARTY EPISODES JUST DONT MISS?? IZZY SINGING LA VIE EN ROSE (I LOVE THIS SONG) IN DRAG W/ WEE JOHN WAS CRAZYYYYYYY I WAS ACTUALLY ALMOST BAWLING AND KICKING MY FEET WITH MY FRIEND OH MY GODDDD

and listen im no izzy apologist, but GOD he has very quickly risen from one of my least favourite characters to one of my favs. I love him SO much. Con's singing voice? FUCKING GORGEOUS. and frenchie playing the lute again?? FUCK. you bet your ASS im writing a fanfic about that WHOLEEE episode. GOD. im so unbelievably happy about episode 6 you guys have NO idea. Last season's party episode was my fav prior to this, but THIS episode?? all time fav hands down. I hated that it was only 30 minutes though that shit deserved to be so much longer. and then the crew singing along through the credits and chanting one more song had me in tears, how dare they rob us of seeing that scene play out.

now dont even get me STARTED on episode 7. die. so what the fuck was that. I was LOVING when the episode started, saw frenchie shake some ass in the background and almost had a heart attack (i will forever be in love with Frenchie sorryyy), but then THAT. scene. WHAT THE FUCK. the lead up to ed and stede reuniting and making up was SO good and then THAT??? WHAT THE FUCK?? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOURE GONNA BE A FISHERMAN??? DIEEEEE. I wouldve COMPLETELY understood if Ed said the last night was a mistake and he had to figure things out before he could continue with Stede. thats fine. thats actually really great and really healthy and i love that, genuinely. but then the ARGUEMENT?? FUCK RIGHT OFF. MY HEART? SHATTERED. TORN TO SHREDS. PUT THROUGH THE BLENDER. BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK. EVERYTHING that this season had been leading up to and perfectly crafting all for NOTHING?? FOR THEM TO BE SEPERATED AGAIN?? no. im SORRY but i hate it. I *do* see it working out in a few select scenarios, but im still pissed. like if they dont have them meet back up in the most perfect way possible ill be so mad. like SO mad. and then the whole thing with Olu, Jim and Archie and Zheng Yi was so cute and then Stede had to RUIN it. god. i ahte when he gets drunk and starts aggroing at people, it never ends well. AND THEN THAT MOTHERFUCKER RICKYYYYYYYY. RICKY. WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKY. RICKY WHEN I CATCH YOU. THAT MF IS DEAD TO ME. HES BEEN DEAD TO ME. Zheng Yi's face when everything got blown up??? fuck RIGHT OFF KISS MY ASS RICKY. I FEEL SO BAD FOR HER GOD DAMN IT.

anyway im so sorry for that outburst i HAD to get that shit off my chest. anyway ofmd continues to be my all time fav show and i love it sm <3

also working on a request rn to post!! been trying to overcome my writers block and im really liking how this one is turning out. feel free to shoot me some more requests, including season 2 stuff! :D

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Ok ok I need more Steve fluff from you!

Steve would def take his girlfriend to concerts of artists she likes. Just imagine Steve at an Ed Sheeran or Taylor Swift concert next to his girlfriend that's scream-singing the lyrics along.

Here’s some more fluff, because that’s a freakin’ cute hc 💖 [ this here Is kinda a music one shot/blurb]

[ ok, I really actually wrote a whole ass one shot trying to write a cute blurb. I just loved this idea sm ]

I think steve definitely likes modern music, but he doesn’t really listen that much to modern music

Lyrics

Until he met you. You listen to music all the time-while cooking, cleaning up, changing clothes, before bedtime, during showers,…just whenever you can.

He knew what artists you liked; Es Sheeren, Harry styles, Taylor Swift, Katy Perry,…there were many more, but he knew you liked these the most.

Just like know you were making pancakes for breakfast, while a song played in the background. Steve already knew this one-he liked it. He liked the lyrics; lover, by Taylor swift. It was…a really sweet song.

Steve approached you, putting his arm gently around you, swaying to the beat of the song. He couldn’t stop himself from mumbling the words of the song.

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

He kissed your neck gently, while you slowly leaned against his chest, putting the pancake on a plate and turning of the stove.

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Lover…

Steve smiled against your neck, breathing in your sweet smell. He could get used to this. Having you this close, being with you every day, waking up next to you every mourning, going to bed with you every night….

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

He turned you around slowly, putting his hand on your waist. A grin spread over your lips, while Steve started swaying with you to the song, turning you around sometimes. Even though he always said he was a bad dancer, you liked his dancing. He was gentle and careful.

You giggled, putting your arms around his neck, singing the lyrics of the song-definitely knowing them better than Steve. You two looked at each other, fully knowing this was it. That’s were you wanted to be. Steve wanted to ask you-he wanted you to spend the rest of your life with him.

And without needing to ask the question itself, he knew your answer. He saw it in your eyes.

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover…

It was the first Christmas you’d spend with Steve. He was nervous-not only because of Christmas with your family itself, but also because he had a gift for you, he really wanted for you to like-well, he knew you’d like it. But it was a whole plan he already had, but he couldn’t talk about it. It was a secret.

Walking with you into the house of your family, he was greeted with the smell of typical Christmas meals and christmal tree. It felt homey, warm…just, right.

Your mother loved him as soon as she laid eyes on him. She told him, she had hoped for you to find good guy-which you apparently finally did, after having scared your mother of never bringing a potential son-in-law home. She’d accept it, if that’s what would’ve happened but…she really hoped for grandkids. You were her older daughter, so she hoped you’d be the first one to bring her the good news at some point.

Until Steve’s you’ve never really felt like you were really in love. It never felt right. But with Steve? Yes, that’s how love should be. It wasn’t always perfect, but it was right. You made it perfect for each other.

Maybe you ran with the wolves and refused to settle down

Maybe I've stormed out of every single room in this town

Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now

After sitting down at the table, you ate, talking about everything that happened recently-your parents asked Steve a lot, mostly stuff about him, which you really enjoyed. They didn’t ask stuff about him being Captain America. It was just Steve.

At Steve felt like he was only falling in love with you more, you and your family. They seemed so nice-even though you had to hit your little sister with your spoon, after she touched his biceps-in her Defense….she was just curious. They didn’t look real on tv. It made you all laugh, even your parents.

They could tell you loved the super soldier, by just one look at you.

At the same for Steve.

The way you looked at each other…it was love. There was no doubt.

It's brighter now, now

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

I can never look away

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

Things will never be the same

“Time for presents!”, you giggled childish, taking some of the gifts from under the Christmas tree.

It surprised Steve when you gave him a few presents too-thank god he thought about bringing something for your family, too. Smiling he opened the first gift, which was a knitted sweater. His heart swelled seeing this beautiful sweater. He looked at you, but you nodded to your mom. He felt his heart ache. It reminded him of his own mother. “Thank you so much”, he mumbled, trying it on, not even bothering that he still wore his buttondown underneath.

Your mom laughed quietly. “Oh dear, I didn’t expect for you to be so…”, she pointed how tight the sweater stretched across his shoulders, but he didn’t mind it. He loved it.

For a moment he watched you take a picture of him in this sweater, making him grin. He quickly gave you a short kiss on the lips.

You felt your blood rush to your cheeks. Blushing you looked down for a moment.

Then Steve took out a envelope out of his jacket and gave it to you.

Your eyes glistened. You knew what these were. Even if Steve hadn’t told you anything, you could feel what it was.

I've been sleeping so long in a 20-year dark night

Now I'm wide awake

And now I see daylight (Daylight), I only see daylight (Daylight)

I only see daylight, daylight, daylight, daylight

With shaky hands you opened the envelope, taking out two tickets to the next Taylor swift concert-in only six months.

A sob escaped your lips, while you threw yourself at Steve-and even his super soldier instincts hadn’t prepared him for this, making fall with you from the chair.

Gasping your family watched the two of you fall to the floor, while you buried your face in Steve’s neck-probably leaving salty tears and your make up behind.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you-Steve-thank you so much”, you whispered like a mantra, hugging him strong enough, he started thinking you somehow got the serum yourself.

Quietly laughing he put his arms around you, letting his head rest on the floor.

You’ve never been with someone who understood your passion and love for music. Everyone made always fun of you for knowing all the lyrics to every new song, in only a few days.

But Steve, he…he loved this about you. The signing in the shower, small dances while cooking…it made you, just….you. He loved your true self.

And I can still see it all (In my mind)

All of you, all of me (Intertwined)

I once believed love would be (Black and white)

But it's golden (Golden)

And I can still see it all (In my head)

Back and forth from New York (Sneaking in your bed)

I once believed love would be (Burning red)

But it's golden

Like daylight, like daylight

Like daylight, daylight….

The time flew by quickly, suddenly six months were behind you and you were getting ready for your first Taylor swift concert. You’d never thought you’d ever see her in real life-and Steve even got tickets right in front of the stage-which he told you was Natashas idea. You definitely had to thank her for that.

Grinning you were looking at yourself in the mirror.

It was finally happening.

Within a few hours you two were standing in front of the stage. As soon as Taylor came out, you screamed, singing the lyrics to every song-and maybe you cried, too,…just maybe.

Kiss you once 'cause I know you had a long night

Oh! Kiss you twice 'cause it's gonna be alright

Three times 'cause you waited your whole life

One, two, one two three four!

You grinned at Steve, pulling him closer against you. He kissed you every time the lyrics said so, making you laugh happily. His enhanced hearing caught your laugh in all the screaming and singing. He’ll probably have a headache for the next few days but he didn’t care.

It was so worth it, seeing you this happy.

He made you this happy.

Well, Taylor did, but he bought the tickets.

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

You grinned at Steve, singing the lyrics loudly and point at him.

He laughed at your cuteness, making a heart shape with his fingers. Immediately you pulled Steve closer, giving him a gentle kiss, before you watched Taylor perform.

Steve watched you for a moment, grabbing the little box in his pocket.

How could he be this lucky, having you, love him?

Darling, you're the one I want

In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams

Oh, you're the one I want

Steve heard the right song playing, feeling his hands start to sweat. His heartbeat started racing.

While you screamed the lyrics of one of your favourite songs, Steve took a little step back, waiting for the right moment. He watched you jump, dance and laugh happily, singing with the girls next to you, like you two were best friends-even though you didn’t know each other until today.

Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone

I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"

Romeo, save me, they're tryna tell me how to feel

This love is difficult, but it's real

Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess

It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"

Taylor walked right in front of you, touching your outstretched hand, making more tears stream down your face.

Thank god you had waterproof make up on…even though you weren’t sure if you hadn’t cried more, that it could withstand.

I got tired of waiting

Wonderin' if you were ever comin' around

My faith in you was fading

When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said

The camera started pointing at the crown around you, till it finally stopped by you. Grinning you waved at the camera, but noticed steve wasn’t next to you, where he had been all this time.

So you looked to the side.

Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone

I keep waiting for you, but you never come

Is this in my head? I don't know what to think

He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring

Gasping you slapped your hands over your mouth, stumbling a step back.

Steve smiled at you, down on his knee, with a little box in his hand, a pretty diamond ring shimmering in the light, which was pointed at the two of you. You could see yourself on the big screen, out of the corner of your eye, while the Taylor Swift came once again closer to you, grinning. Already had known about everything, after Tony Stark himself called her.

And said, "Marry me, Y/N

You'll never have to be alone

I love you and that's all I really know

I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress

It's a love story, baby, just say;

"Yes!"

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#steve rogers #mcu #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fluff #Taylor swift is definitely canon in the MCU

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headfullofpresley · 1 year

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Elvis Presley Tag Game

Hi babies! I know there's already a few of these floating around, but I decided to make one as well because I love doing and reading these (so definitely tag me in yours~). Also, ignore me naming 300 songs for each question, I couldn't pick one 💀.

Questions are under the cut. 💗

When was the first time you heard of Elvis?

He's always been in my life because his music has always been played in my family (especially during Christmas lol), so I guess I kinda grew up with him.

What's your favorite era?

I love him in all era's tbh, but the 60s have a special place in my heart.

Favorite song(s) from the '50s?

Harbor Lights, How Do You Think I Feel, Anyplace Is Paradise, Don't Be Cruel, Wear My Ring Around Your Neck, Ain't That Loving You Baby, I Was The One, One-Sided Love Affair.

Favorite song(s) from the '60s?

Dirty, Dirty Feeling, Make Me Know It, Such A Night, Surrender, Reconsider Baby, Starting Today, (Such An) Easy Question, Witchcraft, Little Sister, Kiss Me Quick, True Love Travels On a Gravel Road, Suspicious Minds, Summer Kisses, Winter Tears.

Favorite song(s) from the '70s?

The Wonder of You, Patch It Up, We Can Make the Morning, Always on My Mind, If You Talk in Your Sleep, Moody Blue, Make The World Go Away, Snowbird, Never Been to Spain, I'll Never Fall in Love Again, Are You Sincere, This is Our Dance, Walk A Mile in My Shoes. I CAN'T JUST PICK ONE LMAO

All time favorite song(s) that you simply cannot skip?

How Do You Think I Feel, Starting Today, Moody Blue, I'll Never Fall in Love Again and Make The World Go Away.

Least favorite song?

Tutti Frutti, Ready Teddy and Milkcow Blues Boogie. don't hate me 👀

Favorite gospel song(s)?

Swing Down Sweet Chariot, How Great Thou Art, Crying in The Chapel, Bosom of Abraham and Lead Me, Guide Me.

Favorite country song(s)?

Snowbird, Whole Lot-ta Shakin' Goin' On, Funny How Time Slips Away, The Fool, Flaming Star, U.S. Male.

Favorite non-English song?

We'll Be Together (most of it is english but it still counts bc i love this song ☻), Wooden Heart and Santa Lucia.

A song(s) that makes you feel nostalgic?

Jailhouse Rock, Can't Help Falling in Love, Heartbreak Hotel, A Little Less Conversation, Are You Lonesome Tonight and Return to Sender - they remind me of my childhood sm.

A song(s) that makes you cry?

There's Always Me, I Need Somebody to Lean On and Unchained Melody.

A song(s) that makes you wanna dance?

Polk Salad Annie, The Love Machine, Vino, Dinero Y Amor, Bossa Nova Baby, Rock-A-Hula Baby, Return to Sender, Slicin' Sand, Happy Ending, Blue River, A Little Less Conversation.

Favorite song Elvis has covered?

SWEEEEET CAROLINE! 💃🏼

What's a modern song you wish you could hear Elvis cover?

Paper Doll by John Mayer - i want it, i need it! *slams table*. also, Roller Coaster by Danny Vera.

Do you prefer vinyl or CD?

I love both and I love the nostalgic feel of a vinyl, but when it comes to sound, I prefer CDs.

Favorite album?

From Elvis in Memphis, Love Letters from Elvis, From Elvis Presley Boulevard, Memphis, Tennessee and Moody Blue.

Favorite movie soundtrack?

Blue Hawaii, King Creole, It Happened At The World's Fair and Fun in Acapulco.

Favorite live performance?

The Ed Sullivan performances, my god. But I'm also obsessed with the show from August 11, 1970 for That's The Way It Is.

A live performance you wish you were present at?

My ass would be front row at every show, idc.

Favorite jumpsuit(s)?

Adonis, Black Conquistador (IM OBSESSED I TELL YOU; OBSESSED!), Conchos, Royal Blue Fireworks, American Eagle, Pharao and Silver Phoenix. His two piece fits were also very *chef's kiss*.

LIKE HELLO????? TALENTED, BRILLIANT, INCREDIBLE, AMAZING, SHOW STOPPING, SPECTACULAR, NEVER THE SAME, TOTALLY UNIQUE, COMPLETELY NOT EVER BEEN DONE BEFORE!!!!

Favorite movie(s)?

Blue Hawaii, Fun in Acapulco, Flaming Star and It Happened at The World's Fair. Also Viva Las Vegas and King Creole and Loving You and I'm going to shut up now.

Least favorite movie(s)?

Harum Scarum, Stay Away Joe, Kissin' Cousins and The Trouble with Girls.

Favorite co-star?

Ann-Margret and Shelley Fabares.

Favorite documentary?

Elvis by the Presleys, That's The Way It Is, Elvis on Tour and Elvis: Return to Tupelo.

Favorite interview?

This one right here. I can listen to this man talk for hours and fell asleep to this many many times lol.

Favorite car?

The Purple Cadillac Eldorado is sexy af. And also the Stutz Blackhawk... loooord.. 🥵

Do you collect merch? If so, what's the one thing you hold most dear to your heart?

I spend too much money on this man (woops), but I'm obsessed with Elvis and the Birth of Rock and Roll which contains Alfred Wertheimer's amazing work. Andddd a collector's item of the Blue Hawaii soundtrack. 💙

Do you think you'll be a fan of Elvis for the rest of your life?

Yes yes yes. He's such a big and important part of my life, I can't imagine him not being in it anymore.

tagging some of my lovely mutuals: @woundmetender @eliseinmemphis @foreverdolly @septembersghost @mrpresley @marriedtopresley @elvispresleywife @ab4eva @elvisabutler @infatuatedharleys @steph-speaks @mooodyblue - if i missed anyone, sorry bbies!

#its kinda long but lets goooo!#elvis #elvis presley #elvis tag game #elvis ask game #elvis fans #elvis presley fans

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helloo :DD i am here to check up on you and not release depressing ideas this time (yet) i will be sharing a bunch of songs that remind me of "if the door wasn't shut" series <3 but anyway, how are you?? i hope you're doing well <33

it's literally almost 3 am and i'm doing my research paper right now that is due on monday 😔 other than that i also have other stuff to do that is on monday so that's that (´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ)

don't forget to take care of yourself and get that daily intake of water 😌🤎

• leaves - ben&ben

• ride home - ben&ben

• end credits - eden, leah kelly

• just a man - jorge rivera-herrans, epic ensemble

• flicker - niall horan

• falling - harry styles

(this could pertain to the series itself or the "bonus" idea part, up to you to interpret it😉)

(feels like my signing has become suggesting songs and pedro pascal gifs 😭😭)

(din djarin this time because he's the loml <3)

HOWL!!! hello!!! apologies for the late response!! i have been cramming in my homework which is also due for monday 😭 what a pair we are. but i also had a nice day !!! went to the zoo which was fun !!! how are you doing??? how have the research paper / other upcoming things been going???? also what’s the research paper on :0 ???

also howl pls get some sleep omg

I LOVE YOUR SONG RECS SM!!! i hope you know i have a playlist exclusively for howl song recs :’) and your pedro gifts r so lovely HAHAH its become your signature thing on my blog i think LMFAOOO i love when other people give song recs and start by mentioning you i think it’s so cute

anyway tlou part 2 scenario mention below so just to be safe xoxo

leaves ??? THIS WAS A NEW ONE TO ME!!!! but “oh you never really love someone until you learn to forgive” HOWL THE ABSOLUTE CHEEK OF IT!!!! it will always astound me how you have so many songs that fit so well. THE GOOD RECS ARE NEVERENDING LIKE HOW????

anf ride home too??? “we just gotta let it go / so im coming home to you” HELLO???? i have no words for this i genuinely don’t understand HOW you do this every damn time

end credits ?? this is also a new one for me but im in LURV. i really like it. im gonna cry. and these songs rlly could relate to either that pt 2 scenario or the series itself like “but this is how it goes / the end credits, they roll” u can’t tell me that doesn’t immediately make u think of tje tlou 2 scenario. right. ??? im not losing it.BUT THEN YOUVE GOT “all i ever wanted was sunlight and honesty” and adn “cause all i need is time and now / and i could leave this past behind me” SCREAMINGGGGGGG. i also just really like this song in itself so thank u for these wonderful suggestions

just a man , initial thoughts r joel coded. im writing this as i listen so you’re getting my live reactions. it could also be like. tommy and maria coded but we know i lvoe joel. “will these actions haunt my days / every man i’ve slain? / is the price i pay endless pain?” HELLO. this is so tlou 2 scenario 4 joel idc. “WHEN DOES A MAN BECOME A MONSTERRRRR?” howl you knew what you were doing with this one. don’t think i don’t see you. HM and upon my second listen “close your eyes and spare yourself the view / how could i hurt you?” im basically quoting the whole song atp BUT IDC ITS TOO PERFECT.

i heart niall horan ok but i don’t listen to much of him (im sorry OK IM SORRY!!!) but i……… again live reactions. “still a flicker of hope that you first gave to me / that i wanna keep / please don’t leave / please don’t leave” I AM SEEING YOU HOWL I AM PERCEIVING YOU. this is again tlou 2 scenario coded AND IM SAD. Y ARE YOU MAIKING ME SAD!!!

falling .. this one i know. i too had a harry styles phase ok. (again sorry to niall horan). you didn t ask for this but be prepared for unnecessary relating it to parts of the series. “forget what i said / its not what i meant” joel when he said me and ellie not you. you see where im going ?!?! “what if im someone you wont talk about? / i’m falling again” joel when he knows how much he f ed up. r hates him. SHE HATES. “and the coffee’s out” joel when that bag of coffee beans runs out and he has none left. heheheh. “what am i now? / what if im someone i don’t want around?” joel. joel at all points ever. joel when he sees r again after the first part. joel when ellie finds out you know what. joel when he. “and i get the feeling that you’ll never need me again” lets not go into a deep dive about the character of joel and how he has ALWAYS had somebody relying on him, somebody needing him. but i would. i want to. i must calm.

again you didnt ask for this but i love song recs and going into way too much detail about how well they fit even when i am not asked to. alas.

HOWL I LOVE YOU I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL <333

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littlechillis · 2 years

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top 5 albums <3

ouhh okay okay let's think!!

- x by ed sheeran, hear me out... i love this album sm, you wanna karaoke? you wanna dance? you wanna cry? someone died? getting married? it's all in there! package deal baby!!

- ghost stories by coldplay, okay i'm between this and parachutes but i think this one's more of a go-to for me! (though parachutes is very VERY close)

- songs about jane by maroon 5, such a classic no skips!!

- 1989 by taylor swift, this was the only album i had on my laptop for a while (pre-spotify lmao) so imagine how many times i played it in class 🤭

- hozier by... well.. hozier, king of songwriting 🙏

send me "top 5" of anything!!

#i probably missed some 💀#oh well! think this is a good list 😙#thank you ella loveee!!!#asks #ask games!!#ella tag 🌲

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sophfandoms53 · 15 days

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Anon from before, I can’t keep talking because I don’t have anything else to add expect maybe Striker got other things he cared about besides his family taken away from that terrible day too. I don’t know I don’t have any else to add sorry. 😫 Although I will ask, what do you think of the song “In My Sights”?

NOOO YOU’RE FINEEEE

It gave me like a bunch of ideas to think about and I will never turn down any Striker thoughts so thank you for that🫶

There’s already been some theories about Striker losing what would’ve been his bar based on all the cluttered stuff he has around his lair, so that’s something to think about, and it connects back to his line to Blitz in HMF about how not many imps start businesses on their own yk.

Part of my backstory for Striker that I hope to share properly soon but my anxiety hates me LMAO has to do with him losing his wife and daughter (this man is so girl-dad shaped i promise) alongside his family that day and that little idea has become an entire google doc and timeline😭 I’ve had a lot fun with it and I wanna share ittttt, especially his wife I made bc I absolutely adore her sm she’s one of my favorite OC’s I’ve made bc I designed her to be this direct contrast to Striker in like every where, even down to her name, and i just ughhhh I love her and I love them. I even have an entire fic of them already done too.

AS FOR IN MY SIGHTS WELL UH….

Spotify wrapped aboutta have my neck this year LMAOO

rt i can write an essay about how fucking good I think In My Sights is and how it absolutely captures EVERYTHING about Striker’s character and story thus far. Every time I listen to it (which is often clearly) I ALWAYS find something new to appreciate.

And omgggg Ed’s vocals make me meltttttt.

I’ve never really talked about Striker’s voice change on here before but I truly don’t mind it and I actually adjusted to Ed’s performance rather quickly. As iconic as Norman’s was, I just feel Ed fits Striker’s character a lot better and we’ve been able to see more sides of him through Ed’s performance. Ed is such a wonderful voice talent and it saddens me people don’t appreciate his Striker enough because they’re still stuck on Norman. There’s so much range in Ed’s performance and I rlly enjoy him a lot.

I was always begging to hear how Ed would sing for Striker once he took over the character bc Sweet Victory was Norman’s little song (this song is so stupid i love it so) and he ate that up so ofc I was like Ed needs to sing too duh. I already knew he could sing bc I was a Hunicast viewer and heard that man sing as Alastor. So I wondered if he could do the same given Striker’s country accent and lower tone.

SO WHEN I TELL YOU MY JAW DROPPED WHEN HE HIT THOSE HIGH NOTES AT THE END OF THE SONG😭

Thoroughly impressed fr.

Just a fun little song that gives insight (lol) on our cowboy that I can dissect like every lyric of even if it’s not canon.

Although now that we got shorts coming out…. In My Sights AMV when???? Jk that probably won’t happen but i can be a little delusional during the drought okay LMAOO

#hi anon i keep giving you essays I apologize #i’ve supressed so many striker thoughts from here #and now I’m getting it all out LMAOO #cowboy means a lot to me can you tell #helluva boss #helluva boss striker #striker helluva boss #in my sights #helluva boss in my sights

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forlix · 4 months

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OHH very interesting picks!!! i remember watching bsd when it came out and loving the first ed song sm ;; i myself watch more slice of life/shojo and bits of shounen! im still in the process of finishing sxf and jjk haha

absolute all time fave will forever be haikyuu i have a severe emotional attachment to the characters that no other anime/manga could replicate 😭 but a more recent fave has been skip to loafer, it's just so realistic and refreshing how the relationships between characters are written (at least to me!!)

but other than that i consume other anime related media like games genshin, hsr, (although my accs are collecting dust since i haven't played in a good while) and pjsk too! there's a huge overlap of kpop and anime fans so i have no doubt people are going to love your au 💙💙💙

ahhhh so our tastes are pretty different then! i have a very bad attention span so i don't consume media unless i expect it to rock my world and shoujo and slice of life don't cut it most of the time. BUT i have heard INCREDIBLE things about skip to loafer, literally did a double take seeing that name here bc my best friend has been trying to get me to start it for over a year now and i've always been like y'all hear sum looks around. i'll move it up my priority list i promise ...

AND HAIKYUUU!!!!!!! YESSSSSS my first anime ever my first love!! i'm so on board with that. what a revolutionary series ugh no sports anime will ever come close. what is your favorite character(s)team/arc!!! i need to know

and omg i play those games as well. love meeting people who also partake the holy trinity of geeky hobbies (anime, kpop, and video games). would u be down to add me on genshin and/or star rail? 👀

#tysm for the note of confidence!! i hope people love the sxf au too #*inbox

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boyfhee · 1 year

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hi!! well, i dont know what to say - i do have a bad luck with stumbling across the saddest quotes like that EVERY time i read angst :/// i truly believe it is the universe mocking me!

okay *pretends that if love sick was a person is not in the same timeline* oh im fine now 🙂

im probably not okay, but thank u! u should be PROUD af cuz htgbwye is a masterpiece, im not kidding, the moment i realized that u got me thinking about it and rethinking the way i view/ed life u know u did something truly special !! and im sure its not only me :))

i know that the plane already took off, but i can't let go, i truly cannot let this work go and i was thinking about where heeseung is now… and its wrong and its painful and i would love to buy his poetry book - thats all i have to say

also another taylor swift comes to my mind- “right where you left me” - if u want u can check it out if u want to ofc ^^ some of the lyrics are just hee coded, like the title ALONE is- okay i wills shut upi should stop doing that too but i cant ,comparing two masterpieces is what i live for <3

anyhow

i would love to be an anon!! that sounds super fun ! i should be swift anon at this point ? my brain is not braining and thats the only thing i could come up with, is that okay?

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, im so so very sooooooo excited for “fair and square” !!!! time to relax and enjoy something more fluffy....... i hope !!!!

ps. i seem to be unable to write short asks lol, i hope u have a great weekend!!

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

nah that is SO foul, but the way i never come across cute happy fics after posting angst 💀 like i always see angst . it's the price i have to pay bae we're in this together 😞

honestly htgbwye is somewhere adapted from my thought process while i was thinking about switching career lanes, ofc i didn't have it as bad as yn godbless like i hope no one goes thru that, but that thing surfaced from the deepest corners of my brain, and i spent around 6 months writing it so it's definitely something i hold close to my heart :) AND HEE'S POEMS actually i have a short list of things he'd write about, i even wrote a poem— red wine, the one i mentioned in there!!!! it was supposed to be there in the fic but it felt unnecessary ( plus, im not that good of a poet ) though, I'd love to read his works as, and i can confirm that he's doing good!!!! htgbwye heeseung visits the memorial for the victims from time to time to see yn, kinda sad how he's the only one growing older but it's fine!!! ( this is not helping u with the trauma is it )

AND NOT TAYLOR AGAIN that woman needs to stop writing sad songs . it's enough bc i think i will end up writing another heeseung angst at this rate :/ ALSO U DEF CAN BE SWIFT ANON that's super cute actually!!!

fair and square, i hope i don't overdo the angst there even if it's supposed to be super short :") but other than that, it's a cute fic, more like comedy. thank u sm for looking forward to it, and dw ab long asks ^^

#—swift anon.#talking to u is so fun omg u seem like such an interesting person #@ : htgbwye.

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oh-so-heavenly · 2 years

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I don't want this series to end also I saw some stuff on Tumblr and I know this is gonna be emotionally devastating so I'm terrified

Okay I'm so not ready for this

I love how Mary has this widow club <3

"While we're fortunate he survived his ordeal" jsjsjs please

DOUG

I love how Izzy is trying to make it seem as if Ed isn't devastated about the break-up

JIM AND OLU JIM AND OLU JIM AND OLU

NOT ED BEING SAD :(

"i'm in the blanket fort" he represents me sm

HE'S WEARING STEDE'S CLOTHES :(

"i wrote some lyrics" ahsjkdkskaksjd

HE'S SO SAD THE SONG IS SO SAD I CAN'T-

Lucius is just free therapy™

"something entirely fictional" me when i design every oc

NO PLEASE HE CAN'T CRY :(

IF HE CRIES I'LL CRY

I know Stede is sad that his wife and kids went on without him but FUCK WHY CAN'T HE GO BACK TO ED RN

"There's a sock on the door!!" "I don't know what that means!!" Kasjjskakdf

ED'S SINGING SAD SONGS :(

"his name is Blackbeard or Captain" shut up Izzy he's having a hard time, shut the fuck up

"Guys the sheer level of talent we have on this ship" I need an AU fic where all is the same except they are broke theater students trying to write a play about gay pirates

"what's Blackbeard like?" "He's absolutely lovely" he's so in love and so stupid

Stede is so dramatic when talking about death I love him

THEY ARE HIS FANS

"you know we share our thoughts on the ship" say it with me guys: we talk it through, as a crew

THAT'S IT ED JUST MAKE IZZY SHUT UP

i actually like Izzybut he's too much and intense and I can't put up with him when he's constantly making it hard for ed and stede to be together

"unhand me or bleed" shut up you idiot <3

SHE'S GOING TO DO IT???

"a gun would wake the kids" ajdhdjahejkk she's great

THEY ARE SITTING TOGETHER AND TALKING ABOUT IT

NOT THE FLASHBACKS ABOUT ED AND STEDE TOGETHER THIS IS SO SAD I CAN'T

"i hope you find that" "i think i have" assfgkgkhhkkh

"HIS NAME IS ED" <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I CAN'T-

NOT THE SILK HIS MOTHER GAVE HIM

THAT'S IT I'M CRYING

#did he just throw Lucius overboard?? #what

I am blaming this one on Izzy

If he had just shut his mouth >:(

HE'S GETTING EDGY AND EMO AGAIN :(

#did he just cut Izzy's toe?? #well deserved but weird anyway??

FUCK YOU IZZY DON'T YOU DAre be happy about this

HE'S THROWING AWAY THE BOOKS :(

"Blackbeard is himself again" you mean he's emotionally unavailable and feels miserable and unlovable?? Then yes

Stede how can you be so happy when Ed's so in pain ;-;

"besides, everyone's had a go at killing me but me. I'd like a shot" ahajsjd shut up you dramatic bastard

THEY ARE GOING TO USE NED

I can't believe Ed is leaving them behind

Fuck off Dizzy Izzy

"what's wrong with your face" I'm asking the same questions here

THEY ARE KEEPING A PIECE OF THE ORANGE THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL

Not the jungle cat

Not the piano on top of that akdjdjja

HE'S ON HIS WAY TO FIND ED

I CAN'T BELIEVE THE SEASON IS GONNA END LIKE THIS

"and now free" yes he is <3

I can't handle Ed being like this

He's gone back to drinking again :(

NOT THE LIGHTHOUSE ;-;

OH NO HE'S CRYING I CANT HANDLE THIS I'M CRYING

Not Buttons trying to commit cannibalism again

THAT'S STEDE

HE'S BACK

I NEED ANOTHER SEASON NOW

I NEED THE HAPPY GAY PIRATE SHOW BACK :( :( :(

More highlights: episode one / episode two / episode three / episode four / episode five / episode six / episode seven / episode eight / episode nine / episode ten

#our flag means death #stede bonnet #ofmd #blackbeard #our flag means death spoilers #ofmd spoilers #blackbonnet #our flag means death blackbeard #our flag means death highlights #our flag means gay #ofmd izzy #lucius ofmd #ofmd finale #stedebeard #stede x ed #ofmd stede #blackbeard x stede

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levmada · 2 years

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i’m not sure if i can do more than one character so i’ll stick with levi ackerman. 🥺 however suddenly i cannot remember who, where, why, or what i am . this came out pretty long, sorry!! heheh

i like black, grey, blue (any shade, just not super bright or neon).

my favorite things to eat… pizza, egg fried rice, tacos, chocolate mousse cake, ramen, cotton candy ice cream, waffles with chocolate cream cheese, stir fry, lots of chocolate.... (aaaa sorry its not in order of anything XD)

my favorite time of day is evening/night. more during the sunset because it’s very relaxing cloud gazing and watching the stars come out.

my mtbi is isfj. my enneagram is type 6. (no idea if i’m saying this one right. i never knew this was a thing :o) my love language is mainly acts of service, quality time and giving gifts.

i love that i am a stubborn brat, literally xD. i don’t give up on anything easily, persistent, and i usually stick to my word (i promised my mum i wouldn’t have panda express after she had food poisoning from there. its been 8-9 years now :3 not really crazy but my family really likes eating a lot). i also love that once i put my mind toward something, no matter how long it will take, i'll get it done. i like that i can turn a basic google slides into something aesthetic, or almost anything digital into something nice (i lack artistic ability on paper though.. sigh). i like that people usually trust me with their secrets or rants because i do not tell anyone ever except for my cat.

i have way too many different genres that i listen to so i’ll try to put some: no fun, always forever, jealous, pretty cvnt (its gets loud if you plan on listening to it:s), omomo punk, 千本桜, everybody wants to rule the world

my favorite artists are: joji, eyedress, tame impala, crystal castles, the drums, datfootdive, idealism and nohidea (i bolded my top 3)

i dont have a lot of favorite books but my favorite mangas are: noragami, monthly girls: nozaki kun, aot, tokyo ghoul

i dont watch movies often, but i have seen more shows (mostly anime, rip): ajin demi-human, manifest, the way of the househusband, all of us are dead, saiki k, death note, hyouka, dont toy with me miss nagatoro

hopefully i did this right and that you’re able to click the links!!! it goes to spotify. and congrats again for 500 followers!!!! <3 <3

hHI SUKI!! thank you for submitting for my event !! making these was a ton of fun. also, i appreciate sm you being so specific - it helped a lot :) and i hope you like this. i made sure to do Armin too 🥰

oh! and your music taste rocks btw🥲

𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒 𝙰𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗

⭐︎Song⭐︎

I may have overthought (overthink-ed?) song choice a lot, but considering the music you like (which - those songs u linked, i listened to all of them and saved 'everybody wants to rule the world'. i love pretty cvnt and jealous lol) ... i decided on:

Lovers Rock by TV girl

Very chill, a little electronic - it's a super romantic-sounding song, but it also comes across as pretty shy, which i think fits Levi perfectly + by the vibes you give off. i think it fits v well.

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𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭.

𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩.

𝘚𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵.

–𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘴

Atticus is an anonymous Canadian poet - this excerpt very fitting for Levi.

⭐︎Aesthetic Board⭐︎

𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚝

⭐︎Song⭐︎

To Binge by Gorillaz

one of my favorite songs by Gorillaz .. has a simple melody, but in a whimisical way i feel really matches armin. in my mind he's such a hopeless romantic.

and tbh? if u don't listen to Gorllaz already i highly recommend, especially since you like Joji !

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For the most part, Stephen King is no good for romance (obviously) but i read one of his novels a few months ago with an awesome romance (sub)plot and :((

“𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸; 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.”

–𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨, 11/22/63

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i loved how this one turned out - i hope u like it lol. thank u for submitting suki, was lots of fun❣️

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ㅈ ❝ MEET NCT’S FEMALE MEMBER : UM JIHEE ! ❞

#STAGE NAME⸻ Jihee ( 지희 )

#BIRTH NAME⸻ Um Jihee ( 엄지희 )

#ENGLISH NAME⸻ June

#NICKNAMES⸻ JiJi

#INSTAGRAM⸻ ummjihee

#TWITTER⸻ NCTsmtown_127

#FACECLAIM⸻ Miyeon from (G)I-DLE

#VOICE CLAIM⸻Yuju from GFRIEND

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—★ GENERAL% ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

#DATE OF BIRTH⸻ May 28, 1997

#AGE⸻ 24 (international), 25 (korean age)

#ZODIAC SIGN⸻ Gemini

#BIRTH PLACE⸻ Incheon, South Korea

#NATIONALITY⸻ Korean

#LANGUAGES⸻ Korean (fluent), English (fluent), Chinese (semi-fluent), Japanese (semi-fluent)

#HEIGHT⸻ 165 cm (5'4")

#WEIGHT⸻ 45 kg (99lbs)

#BLOOD TYPE⸻ O

#PERSONALITY⸻ ENFP

#PRONOUNS⸻ She / Her

#GENDER⸻ Female

#SEXUALITY⸻ Straight

—★ CAREER% ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

#COMPANY⸻ SM Entertainment

#OCCUPATION⸻ Idol and Actress

#GROUP⸻ NCT (since 2016)

#SUB—UNIT⸻ NCT U and NCT 127

#POSITIONS⸻ Main Dancer, Lead Vocalist, Sub Rapper, Visual and Face of the Group

#DEBUT AGE⸻ 18 (international), 20 (korean age)

#TRAINING PERIOD⸻ Four years (2012 - 2016)

#REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI⸻ 🦋

↳ why? she loves them, she always wears something related to them and even has a tattoo.

—★ RAKING% ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

#VOCAL ABILITY⸻ 9.4/10

#RAP ABILITY⸻ 8/10

#DANCE ABILITY⸻ 9.8/10

#STAGE PRESENCE⸻ 10/10

#PRODUCING⸻ 6/10

#SONGWRITING⸻ 9.5/10

#COMPOSING⸻ 7/10

#CHOREOGRAPHING⸻ 9/10

#VARIETY SHOWS⸻ 9.6/10

—★ ACTING CAREER% ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

( Jihee began her acting career in 2017, playing a small role and then climbing until 2019 when she landed her first main role. She knows that she is still a rookie actress and has a long way to go to make a name in the acting industry. )

While You Were Sleeping

CHARACTER: Park So-Yoon

RELEASE DATE: September 27, 2017

A young woman has visions through her dreams of terrible things that will happen to people in the future. A prosecutor tries to prevent these dreams from happening in real life.

Sky Castle

CHARACTER: Kang Ye-Seo

RELEASE DATE: November 27, 2018

Housewives living at the exclusive Sky Castle community use every way they can think of to get their children into Seoul National University.

Extraordinary You

CHARACTER: Eun Dan-Oh

RELEASE DATE: October 2, 2019

A teen seeks to change the fate that's been set for her after gaining awareness that she's just a side character in a made-up world.

Start-up

CHARACTER: Seo Dal-mi

RELEASE DATE: October 17, 2020

Seo Dal Mi has dreams of becoming Korea's own Steve Jobs, and with her genius first love, an investor, and a business insider by her side, her dream may be closer than she thinks.

—★ HER FAMILY% ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

━FATHER

#NAME⸻ Um Byungchul

#BIRTHDATE⸻ July 9, 1972

#BIRTHPLACE⸻ Seoul, South Korea

#NACIONALITY⸻ Korean

#OCCUPATION⸻ Chemical Engineer

━MOTHER

#NAME⸻ Oh Jinhee

#BIRTHDATE⸻ July 28, 1974

#BIRTHPLACE⸻ Seongnamsi, South Korea

#NACIONALITY⸻ Korean

#OCCUPATION⸻ Chef

━BROTHER

#NAME⸻ Um Minhyuk

#BIRTHDATE⸻ December 7, 1992

#BIRTHPLACE⸻ Incheon, South Korea

#NACIONALITY⸻ Korean

#OCCUPATION⸻ Veterinarian

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—★ TRIVIA ! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

The day of her audition, Jihee was so nervous that she made several mistakes, so they asked her to come back the next day.

During her years as a trainee she seriously thought about giving up being an idol and just focusing on acting, that was because several people told her that an idol actor did not have the same treatment and opportunities as a normal actor.

SM Entertainment already had everything planned about what kind of group and concept NCT would be and have: co-ed group with unlimited members, so the teachers always had their eyes fixed on various girls, including Jihee.

Some of the guys (Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Ten, Jaehyun and Hansol) knew that a girl would debut with them and they prepared themselves for it, that's why they were always nice with all girl trainees.

In 2014 Jihee found out that she was never contemplated to debut on Red Velvet and that she would be in SM's new project, a co-ed group.

However, Red Velvet kept thinking that she was going to debut with them later, just like Yeri would.

That was the year Jihee began to doubt about wanting to be an idol, for several months she imagined just giving it up and focusing on acting.

Although the boys were good to her and got along well, she still had her doubts about the group.

During NCT LIFE in Bangkok and NCT LIFE in Seul she was very shy and quiet, only listening to what the guys said, therefore she had little screentime. Now that Jihee looks back, she says that she had to act that way so the public would not hate her for being close to the boys.

Jihee debuted on NCT U - The 7th Sense as a main dancer and lead singer.

After her debut there was a lot of hatred and she was not seen again for a long time, so the haters thought they had won.

But Jihee was actually preparing for her second debut with NCT 127 - Limitless and her acting debut.

She has been more exposed to the public and has gone on variety shows because SM want people to get used to her.

She started to practice rapping more and SM ended up making her sub-rapper of the group.

She has written songs that have been rejected by the company because "they are not 127's style."

She has co-written songs for NCT.

NCT 2018 and 2020 was too much for her, she loves them so much but a room full of guys screaming and making a lot of noise made her mad. It was on those occasions that she understood what her family must have felt growing up with her.

In NCT 2020 she was seen quiet and in corners along with Jaemin.

She was going to be part of SM's new project "SuperM" but at that time she was busy with "Extraordinary You".

Fans of other groups throw hate at her when they attack NCT.

However, Jihee is not afraid to answer to haters.

She has repeated many times that she is completely focused on NCT 127 and acting, so a solo debut is not part of her plans right now.

127 don't know how she does it but whenever she enters a place she ends up making several friends.

Taeil and Johnny used to help her with homework.

She also tried to help the dreamies but she always got stressed and just gave them her support.

She is the biggest Weishennie.

Not even she can escape her members and their teasing due to romantic scenes.

She likes to joke that she is Jisung's older sister, at first he just laughed at her but now he says it too and her heart explodes a little.

Jihee wants to be a good example for the younger and future members.

She sees NCT 127 as her family, NCT DREAM as the little ones, and WAYV as the cool but slightly out of control friends.

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