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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 4 months

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Daily OFMD - Outside US Renewal Tasks

Updated 01/31/2024

Hey all! I'll keep this updated every day so feel free to reference back here and I'll link to this inside the Recaps. If you have any recommendations to add for various countries please reach out to me!

==Things to remember==

Keep it positive! We are wooing them!

Only address one platform at a time!

Make it personal! Tell them why you want to be on that platform (inclusivity, diversity, other shows that are similar, etc)

“It’s okay to reuse some content with new tags but try to space the posts out a couple hours so they dont stack up on top of each other in hashtag very obviously.” -Jac

==Today's Hashtags==

#AdoptOurCrew

#SaveOFMD

#FinishOurStories

==Platforms to Reach Out to==

Netflix

AmazonPrime

AppleTV

If you reach out on the social medias, you can cater to individual mission statements per platform.

===UK Focuses ==

@lamentus1 has provided us with a lot of great information for UK folks, please check out the following:

The fact that there’s a huge audience for this show that hasn’t even been able to watch the 2nd season yet - to illustrate the fact that there’s a huge untapped market because more than third can’t watch it season 2 yet (we can use the Tumblr poll, and there’s that map as well, both good for illustrating the point).

Focusing on the UK talent in the show inc: Ewen Bremner, Joel Fry, Samson Kayo, Nathan Foad, Kristian Nairn & Con O’Neill. Minnie Driver too. They or shows they have been in may have their own fandoms we can tap into.

It's also apparently a good idea to mention you're British in your tweets if you're reaching out to @netflixuk Thanks! @libbyroseitm

Other helpful information:

Cheat Sheet Below provided by @aproperpirate on Twitter

If you wanna talk about the shows creativity, feel free to reference Ra Vincent's site, he was the Production Designer for OFMD. Great inspiration and pictures to use to show off to the networks.

It's also helpful for Amazon to show them the international reach

== Vote in the QUEERTIES ==

You can vote once a day!

Best TV Comedy

Best TV Performance

== Outside US Social Media For Each Platform ==

Instagram:

Netflix @netflix UK: @netflixuk CA: @netflixCA

PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideouk CA: @primevideoca

Apple TV @appletv

Threads:

Netflix @netflix UK: @netflixuk

PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideoUK CA: @primevideoCA

Twitter:

Netflix @netflix UK: @NetflixUK DE: @NetflixDE

PrimeVideo

@primevideo UK: @primevideouk CA: @PrimeVideoCA

Apple TV @AppleTV

Facebook:

Netflix @netflix

PrimeVideo @primevideo

Apple TV @appletv

==Daily Helpful Tasks:==

1. Push That Petition

2. Fill out Feedback forms:

Make sure to request Our Flag Means Death on all the platforms, and indicate why you like the show (if that's an option) and keep it positive. Source: @Lcmwriter100 on Twitter

Netflix

AppleTV - looking for an example letter? Check out @saltpepperbeard’s post

AmazonPrime

For Amazon Prime - Courtesy of @yougotofast over on twitter.

Existing Prime subscribers, you can access a Suggestions/Feedback form on the Prime Video app in the Settings > Help & Feedback section. The form is automatically tied to your Prime account, not sure if that makes any difference compared to anonymous feedback.

3. Platform/Article Engagement

HBOMax

A lot of countries don't have HBO max, but if you do and you can already watch Our Flag Means Death on them, please still go ahead and stream Our Flag Means Death, it keeps up engagement and numbers.

Search Our Flag Means Death on Netflix

If you have Netflix, after your search, stream the first title that comes up for a few minutes.

Article Engagement - Source: @candiedsilkmoth on twitter

@itsmfgames Has been kind enough to be keeping up a running list of Articles about the campaigns -- so if you have the time and want to go catch up on some articles, please checkout the guide below and visit this google doc for the list!

I'm probably gonna add a "running article list" somewhere, I'll update when I do.

Other Streaming Service or Purchase options:

Obviously don't feel like you have to purchase anything for the campaign, this is just in case you're looking for sources to watch. Amazon DE (Germany) Apple DE (Germany)

== RADIO! ==

While this suggestion is for NPR there are plenty of local radio stations across your own country, these are some tips. If you have good submission recommendations, please let me know i'll get them added!

Some awesome new suggestions from @AdoptACrew Check out the thread here. Link to the NPR suggestion site: Here

== Stats ==

Some Cool Stats you can use:

4. Daily Link Clicks to keep up engagement

Our Flag Means Death Wikipedia Page

Google Search for Our Flag Means Death

Google UK Search for Our Flag Means Death

Our Flag Means Death IMDB

Current @renewasacrew Daily Links:

Tumblr

Twitter

Instagram

==Media Resources (Pics, Gifs, Vids)==

Gifs, Pics, and Videos to use: show clips to use Src: @havethisonelife

Our lovely @kiwistede made some great custom gifs you can use to tweet and message the platforms with. Check out their tumblr here

UK Resources:

Thank you for these great pictures @LibbyRoseITM!

==Infographics==

Some folks like infographics instead of text so here's some stuff for you! Courtesy of @edandstede on Twitter

==Other ideas for engagement:==

#ofmd #renew as a crew #renew ofmd #ofmd renewal #save ofmd #adopt our crew #our flag means death fan art #save our flag means death

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dearstvckyx · 2 months

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usuibu · 1 month

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Omg!!! I live ur writing so much! The way you write eren is like literally perfect!! I was wondering if I could request reader walking home or at a party or just like out somewhere and they notice some people making her uncomfy and they cal eren to pick them up? Some fluff and comfort are my coping mechanism 😭

LMAO STOP THE COPING MECHANISM IS SO REAL💀💀 and ofc bb thankyou so much for the request i love you😋🥰

Im just gonna work off the whole saviour dynamic w eren and hopefully u dont mind

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More requests/masterlist

You don’t know why you’re here, you really should’ve just stayed home if only Mikasa hadn’t dragged you out.

“Cmonnnn it’ll be fun, I promise! Even Sasha’s coming!”

You really shouldn’t have listened to her, right now she’s - God knows where - with Sasha playing some obscure drinking game while you’re here sitting on the leather couch already intoxicated yourself.

You felt gross. Sticky even from the sweaty, crowded living room, humidity suffocating you. There was about 5 people on this couch made to fit only 2, you sat there staring down at your stupid sore feet in your stupid stupid heels with stupid strangers grazing your bare legs next to you.

The noise of the room tuned out as your tipsy brain was half conscious until you were snapped back into reality feeling a creeping hand on your shoulder.

Whoever was next to you was apparently speaking for long enough that you don’t know what they’re on about, “— or we could go back to my apartment..”

Your head snaps back up and you anxiously shrug off this guys tacky hand, sobering up just a little bit. Enough to start comprehending things.

“Sorry, I have to go” you say while peeling yourself off the leather, you don’t know where you have to go you just knew to leave because clearly you weren’t functioning well alone.

You turn and almost begin walking away until you almost trip on your stupid heels, this guys hand had gripped your arm rather too harshly to pull you right back onto the couch.

“Hey we were in the middle of something” he slurs, clearly a little more intoxicated than you.

You’re still so lost, why the fuck is he still talking? Why is this room is so hot? This couch is too sticky. His breath smells like shit. Your feet hurt like shit. You’re so tired all you want to do is leave at this point. All of your senses have been overwhelmed you can’t take it.

He continues to ramble nonsense again so you settle to tune it out again, unsure if your feet have the strength to even walk away and give resistance against this random ass guy if he tries anything worse.

You pull out your phone from your unpractically tiny bag and open your messages.

23:16 — Eren

Erenb

Yes this is erenb

Can gou pixk me up

How drunk are you💀

Honestly nor that nuch this tine

Thid guys bortherijf me hurry up ples😋

This guy??

What’s going on?

Donr asknme idek myslef💀💀 hes jusr weirdinf me out

Im coming dw mika sent me the address earlier

Otw

He didn’t lie when he said he’d be quick, honestly Eren was waiting for you to return from the party. He got too bored sitting in your apartment alone watching tv.

You get a call and immediately shoot up knowing Erens arrived. You’re still too drunk to process whatever this guy was doing.

You think he’s following behind you? Who knows? You get out the front door with a cool breeze hitting you. It’s much quieter out here which would be nice if this guy wasn’t still trying to pursue you even after a good ten minutes of radio silence from you.

You feel your body sigh with relief as you spot Eren’s car, you make eye contact with him through the front window smiling. You can slightly see how he grins at your drunken walk in your painful heels until your vision spins to face the guy.

His hand was now on your shoulder and before you knew it Eren was getting out of his car. Whoever this man was he was clearly upset?? Clearly drunk and clearly mad at you. He’s rambling and you still don’t want to listen, hes saying something about you not mentioning you had a boyfriend or anything along those lines?

All you knew is that he was mad, you could feel it in his inebriated grip on your shoulder. Then you start to feel the alcohol coming back up you’re system as his other hand creeps to hold your waist. “Cmon ditch your boyfriend”

Before you can get a word of disgust out you feel familiar arms save you from this repulsive guys hold. Eren shoves his chest as he drunkenly stumbles backwards.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Eren spits out as his arm ushers you to stand a little behind him. He isn’t really one for violence when it’s a complete stranger. He has better things to do than that.

He can tell he’s drunk and after a few nonsensical sentences pour out the guys mouth; Eren’s done eyeing him down with demise so he walks you back to his car while the guy drags himself back to the party.

“Are you alright?” He questions you while rubbing his hand against your arms to warm you up as much as he can walking down the party’s front yard.

“Yeah I’m alright now at least, thank you Eren”

“That guy looked fucking homeless”

You softly smile to yourself, at ease in Eren’s presence. Half the grossness you felt in that stupid party had already began dissolving.

The drive home was quiet, calm. You were dozing off in the passenger seat while you held his free hand in you lap. His thumb swept back and forth until you arrived home. He reaches behind into the back seat, you’re too hazy to question why really. Eren bends over to take off your heels to then slide ur home slippers on.

“I don’t know why you wore those tonight, you know they hurt”

“I know right?!” You huff back at him. He laughs softly at your drunken state and gets out the car. He opens your car door to usher you out and puts his arm around you to help you walk to your apartment.

He lies you down on the couch and tells u to stay which you have no real trouble doing. He returns to the room holding one of his navy blue t-shirts and grey shorts.

“Okay baby, take off ur dress” he says gently.

“At least ask me to dinner first” you retort back. You snicker at your own joke but take off your dress all the same. He slips his shirt and shorts onto you then carries you to your bed effortlessly.

“You’re soo strong, do you have a girlfriend?” you giggle while feeling up his muscular arms. He only laughs at you and quickly leaves to grab something. He returns again, your micellar water in one hand and your toner in the other, “hey which one is the makeup thingy to take it off?” He questions, trying to communicate with whatever sober is left in you. You point to the micellar bottle and he wipes your face with it. The cool water and Eren’s delicate touch was extremely soothing. Although making you even more tired it did sober you up a little more.

Once he’s done, he puts everything down and climbs in bed next to you, pulling the blanket up, he moves you so that you’re on your side and pulls your knee toward him so that your leg is over his legs. He moves his arm to lie under your neck and pulls your whole body nearer with his free hand now on the small of your back.

You inhale deeply the scent of his chest and neck, now intoxicated by his musky scent while his hand slides up to bring your head nearer while he breathes deeply too, face shoved in the top of your head.

He moves to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.“You okay?” He asks, voice just above a whisper.

“Now I am, that guy was weird”, you murmur back still with a face full of chest.

“Yeah he was a fucking weirdo” Eren says, now speaking at a normal volume. “You’re not going alone to those parties anymore, I’m having a word with Mikasa trust”

You laugh at his seriousness and press a kiss to his collar bone, “No laughing I’m serious” he smiles, making space between you too to be able to kiss your collar bone too. He litters playful kisses on your neck. You laugh more while he roughly moves on top of you to only press more ticklish pecks all over you; intentionally smothering you.

You stop him by grabbing both sides of his head and bringing his lips to yours. You kiss him softly while he willingly returns it. He deepens the kiss with his tongue swiping your bottom lip until you open your mouth in the slightest, letting him slip it inside.

#attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren aot #headcanons #eren x you #bf!eren #boyfriend!eren #saviour #eren fluff #eren x reader fluff #aot fluff #comfort #eren comfort #eren x reader comfort #drunk reader #harrassment?

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tillthelandslide · 1 year

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Insufferable Arsehole Part 4: Talk! - Matty Healy Series

A/n: warning this one is a bit long haha. Hope you like it anyway, let me know what you think

You can read the previous part here: Part 3 -Sex

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Matty and Lou haven't spoken since everything happened, it had been about a week and a half since then. She can't deny she has found herself craving his touch, but his words had royally pissed her off and it would take more than a few lustful glances (which there were many) to get her to do anything with him again.

Lou and Ross are sat at the edge of today's stage, Ross' bass sits in her lap, they're sitting opposite each other. She has no clue how many shows they've played now or how many cities and counties they've been to. From where Matty stands at the side of the stage, he can only see Ross, who's hair is free from the usually restraint of a hairband, Lou's back is facing him, but the giggles and laughter she's letting out are getting on his nerves. He wants to be the one that's making her laugh like that.

She's playing the bass line to "Love Me", she plays it easily and Ross chuckles to himself, shaking his head.

"Is there anything you can't do?" he says and she smiles at this, blushing slightly.

"When did you learn that?" he asks, she passes his bass back to him and he rests it against his lap.

"A while ago... always liked the way it sounded, you play it better though" she smiles at him, her chin rests against her palm as she looks at him. They talk about how amazing the other was during the previous shows, Lou complimenting him tenfold on his harmony during "change of heart".

"We have to sing together sometime" she says and they shake on it.

An eyelash rests against his cheek and she leans forward, fingers gently removing it "eyelash" she explains.

"Make a wish" she says, Ross closes his eyes for a second before opening them back up, she smiles and lightly blows on the eyelash, they smile and watch as it floats somewhere unknown.

Matty knows at this point he's seen too much so he walks to where they're sitting on the stage.

"Well isn't this cosy. Have to admit, you two are cute. Be careful Ross, heard she's a bit of a bitch, think you can do better mate" he says and she has to really try not to just get up and slap him. She doesn't care if he's rude towards her, but directing it at one of his best friends is too far.

"Why do you have ruin everything" she says, sighing deeply, getting up from the stage and going to walk off. Ross sighs before walking off too, in the opposite direction, Matty quickly chases after her, grabbing her by the hand, halting her movements.

"Where are you running off to aye?" he asks harshly. She snatches her hand away from his before snapping at him.

"You have no right saying shit like that. Forget about me for a minute, I dont matter. But Ross? He is one of your best friends and you've been treating him like shit!" she says, her words ringing true although Matty didn't want to hear them.

"Sorry if it annoys me that you and him are cosying up all other the place" he says ignoring her words completely.

"So what!" she shouts, throwing her hands up almost in defeat "Ross is kind and he cares about me unlike you!" she shoves him before going to leave, she quickly turns around "you can't just fuck me and think that I owe you something, continue being a dick to me all you like, but I will not let you ruin your friendship with your best friend" she explains before finally leaving.

Matty knows she's right, he doesn't know what or if something is going on between Ross and her, but Ross actually deserves her. He knows that's why he's the way he is with her, because he wants her but knows she's the last thing he deserves.

Ross is good, and kind just like her, they're perfect for each other he thinks.

He doesn't see her for the rest of the day, he wants to check up on her, make sure she's okay but he's aware he's probably the last person she wants to see. Instead he finds Ross, he's sitting on a sofa backstage and he offers him a weak smile, one in which Matty didn't deserve. He deserves for Ross to tell him he was an arsehole and to fuck off, but that wasn't the type of person he was.

"Hey mate, look, I'm really sorry for being such an arse, whatever is going on I'm happy for you" he says. Ross shakes his head at this.

"There's nothing going on, we're just friends mate, that's the way its always been. We just get each other that's all" he says, Matty wants to believe him but doesn't quite. He goes to speak again, but Ross cuts in first.

"Look, whatever you feel about her, you can't keep doing this" he says, his words confusing the curly head man, his eyebrows furrow.

"Come on man, the both of you have always had this back and forth, its obvious you have feelings for her, just sort it out. I care about you both and right now, you're just hurting each other and making a mess of things" Ross says, his words hit Matty and he finds himself pulling his mate into a hug.

"Im confused man" he almost whispers, face tucked into Ross' shoulder.

"I know" he says, just hugging his friend tighter. The truth was, Matty had always been infatuated with her, she was the girl of his dreams and he felt like he never deserved her. He saw the way she was with his closest friends and he was jealous of them. So he coped the only way he knew how, by completely rejecting those feelings and replacing them with hate. He had a huge ego, but his self worth had always been far too low and recently had been plummeting even more.

"She's too good for me man, I don't deserve her - never have, that's why I act this way" he says, running his hands through his hair.

"Maybe if you treated her the way she deserves, the way, deep down, you want to treat her. You'll start thinking otherwise" Ross says and Matty just hugs him again.

"I get you're scared mate, I get it. But you've gotta try otherwise we might all loose her" Ross said and Matty knew it was true.

Matty wanted to tell her how amazing he thought she was, how talented and kind and genuinely good she was. But he had always been so scared she would reject him. But Ross was right, if he carried on being this way, she'd run away and they'd all lose her.

"What if it goes bad anyway? What if she rejects me and ends up feeling too awkward to hang out with you lot. I risk it either way" Matty explains, running his hand through his hair.

"And what if it's the best thing that ever happened to you?" Ross asks, Matty feels his world spin at his friends words, his heart picking up in his chest. Maybe he was scared of both of those scenarios.

He eventually finds her having a smoke, she's sat on the curb of a pavement, he can tell she had been crying and he cant count the amount of cigarette buts that were scattered around her.

"This seat taken love?" he asks, his tone quiet and gentle, he wanted to let her know he meant no harm.

"Go for it" she says, eyes not finding his, she can tell he's about to speak so she cuts him off quickly.

"Leave it Matty... its fine" she says, in the next minute he's turned her body so its facing him, his hands have found hers and are holding them gently. His eyes are unfalting from hers and his face is close to hers.

"No its not fine. It's really not fine. I am genuinely so sorry" he says and she just sighs.

"Just listen please" he begs and she nods.

"I know you don't believe me and I completely understand that, I haven't given you a single reason to. But I am so sorry. I've been a right cock and I'm making a mess of things. True Matty fashion" he says and she finds herself letting out a small chuckle at that. His fingers gently wipe at her cheek, removing the tears.

"I will show you how sorry I am, I swear. We can't lose you Lou..." he says, pausing, her eyes are focused on the ground, so he places her fingers under her chin, carefully pushing against it and making her look at him.

"I can't lose you" another confession that has her heart pounding, but it confuses her.

"I'm a twat. But I'm obsessed with you" he admits, "Always have been, just hated ya because it was easier than the alternative" he says, her eyebrows furrow.

"The alternative?" she says, her voice weak. He sighs deeply before rushing out his words, she hears every single one though.

"Telling you I liked you and you rejecting me because you're too good for me. You were- are this really cool girl, who is unbelievably kind and good. And everybody loves you and I got why but I hated it because I knew you wouldn't see me the way I wanted you too. I hated the fact that you got along so well with the guys, they got to have this part of you that I would never have, all because I'm this insufferable, arrogant, arsehole who treated you like shit" he is the one to stare at the ground now. She squeezes his hand gently and his eyes are back on hers.

"You're an idiot" she says, almost smiling. She leans forward and places a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"what was that for?" he asks, a small smile resting on his lips.

"For admitting that, I know it must have been hard. But you should know... maybe if you weren't such a dick, I wouldn't have had to reject you. You could've had me the way the guys did too, you just had to be nice" she says and he nods sadly.

"so you are rejecting me?"

"No... I'm just saying... I'm not rejecting you, I'm not doing anything... you need to prove what you're saying" she says and he nods harshly.

"I swear I'll prove it!" he says.

"Okay" she smiles at him.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks nicely and she smiles at the tone she's very rarely heard directing at her. She nods and he places a very light kiss to her lips, just his lips pressing softly against hers, an apology of sorts, or the start of one. He pulls away shortly after and she finds herself chasing his lips.

"We should get ready for the show" he says, his forehead rests against hers and their eyes are both closed. They both sigh deeply, wanting more but also knowing it wasn't the right thing to do. She couldn't just let him back in, he had to earn it and he wanted to.

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She hears a knock on her dressing room door, shouting a "one sec" as she finished applying her lipstick. Walking barefoot to the door and swinging it open, revealing her best friend's girlfriend, someone who she had missed so much. She screams excitedly before the two girls are hugging each other tightly, Charli then pulls back, a stern look on her face.

"What the fuck is going on with Matty?" she asks, a little too loudly for Lou's liking. She pulls her inside quickly, looking down the hallway to see if anyone was looking. She shuts the door behind her, before turning to the girl who was now sat on her sofa, arms crossed. She sighs before sitting herself next to her.

"How the fuck did you find out?" Lou asks, making Charli laugh.

"So there is something going on?" she has a smirk on her face.

"Yes, no. Fuck I dunno. We kissed, twice thats it" she lies. "Who told you?" she speaks, biting her lip nervously, awaiting her friends reaction.

"George" she says, making Lou's stomach drop, Charli gauges her reaction and sighs "yeah he's not too happy, he said he overheard Ross and Matty having a conversation about you" that was news to her "he confronted Matty about it, so he told G everything and... apparently they're not talking" she says awkwardly.

"What? Why? Fuck this is bad... everything?" Lou says, stressing herself out, biting her lip and ruining her lipstick. Charli nods at her question, a slight smirk resting on her lips.

"Calm down it will be okay. George said he was annoyed that Matty practically made your life hell when in fact he was just in love with you" her stomach drops again, heart pounding.

"Hey he did not say he was in love with me!" she says, panicking again.

"shit..." charli says.

"He said he was in love with me?!" she asks and Charli shrugs, half nodding at her.

"Jesus Christ" her head finds her hands, resting there. Her breath is deep, laboured and she feels Charli's hand on her back. She thinks over all the information she's just been told.

"Wait a sec, what was this conversation Ross and Matty had?" she asks.

"Matty thought you and Ross had a thing, Ross told him you didn't and he confessed how much he had liked you and said it was why he was the way he was with you" she says, some new information in her words but some Matty had admitted to.

"Jesus christ that man is dellusional"

"You like him don't you?" she says, eyebrows raising.

"I dunno Charli, honestly I don't know...." she says, speaking from her rational side, her heart telling her she was lying.

"The truth is, he makes me excited, but he had treated me like shit for most of our lives and now he's telling me he had always liked me but thought I was going to reject him. He said he'd prove what he meant, that he was actually sorry. It's confusing, the truth is I haven't had a chance to figure out if i like him, like truly like him. I know i fancy him, i know he gets on my nerves but..." she trails off.

"It's passionate right?" charli asks and Lou nods.

"What's the problem then? He said he'd prove what he said right?" Lou nods again. She hears a banging coming from her door, whoever it was didn't sound happy. She walks over to it, the door swinging open to reveal, a very angry George.

"I swear I'm going to kill him" he says, barging in and pacing her room.

"Okay, calm down" she says, George sighs heavily, plonking down next to his girlfriend, arms crossed.

"You're not going to kill your best friend George"

"Yes i fucking am. He can't just treat you like shit all these years and then fucking confess his feelings for you like this. I could cope with him hating you, just hating you, but the fact he's been lying to me basically all my life has pissed me off" he says, Charli looks at Lou before she speaks.

"G" she says, making her man turn to her "stop being a dick, this isn't about you, Lou has been your best friend since you were babies and you haven't once asked how she is" she feels thankful to her for that.

"Shit you're right" he says, Lou offers him a small smile.

"Always am baby, anyway I will leave you to it" she says, placing a kiss to her boyfriend's cheek, hugging Lou and then leaving. Lou sits down next to her best friend and George takes her hand in his.

"I'm sorry for making it about me. Are you okay?" he asks, she shrugs.

"I'm just confused" she smiles a weak smile again.

"I mean... to be honest it does make a little sense, but I'm still pissed at the guy" he says.

"Please don't be, this whole thing is complicated enough as it is, doesn't need to be more complicated. He's your best friend G" she says, and he squeezes her hand.

"So are you.... why couldn't he just not be a pussy and just have told you... would've saved years of you hating each other" he says and she shrugs, not knowing the answer.

"What's happening then?" he asks.

"I dunno, he said he's sorry and I said he needs to prove it... years of being rude to each other can't be solved by a few kisses and the words "Im sorry" but that goes for me too" she says.

George groans "oh god you guys are going to be making out all over the place aren't you?" he says and she chuckles at this.

"Honestly G... I don't know. You want the truth?" she says and he nods "always" he says.

"As much as he gets under my skin, I liked the way he made me feel, but it came from all that hatred. So who knows what will happen if you remove all that?" she says and George hugs her.

"I guess we shall see. but if he hurts you I will kill the man" he says. She puts her shoes on shortly after, fixing her lipstick before the pair return to the main room. George makes a direct beeline to Matty.

"Are we okay?" Matty asks, and George nods.

"Yeah mate we're good" he says, hugging him tightly, what Lou doesn't hear is the "but if you hurt her I will kill you" to which Matty replies "don't plan on it mate"

Lou feels a hand wrap around her shoulder, looking up to see Ross, who smiles down at her, his hair now in a bun, he's wearing a white shirt and black slacks, his blazer thrown over a near by sofa.

"You good?" he asks and she nods up at him, cuddling into his chest as he squeezes her.

"Good" he says, she pulls back to look him and smirks.

"Heard Matty thought we were a thing" she says and they both fall silent for a beat before they both laugh loudly at the idea of it. Her eyes then fall on Matty who's standing across the room, he smiles at the two of them and they both smile back. Ross then leaves her to talk to Hann and Matty finds his way to her.

George and Charli are making out on the sofa, making her roll her eyes at the pair.

"They're gross right?" Matty says, coming to stand next to her.

"Sickening" she says, making them both laugh.

"You look lovely darling" he says honestly. She adorns a similar outfit to the previous nights however she's changed it up slightly, instead of her usual black shorts or jeans and a black shirt, she wears a short black skirt which rests against her upper thigh, tights and a white tee that is tucked in, a black tie is loosely worn around her neck. She wears a leather suit jacket that finishes above her knee and a pair of ankle boots that are healed, making her a little taller.

She organised outfits with the stylists who had joined them this tour, the same as the guys would, she picked several for each night, deciding on the night which one she wore.

"Yeah think they got my wardrobe mixed up with yours" she smirks and he realises that she does indeed resemble him, but at the same time the outfit is unmistakably her style too.

"It's a good look" he too smirks down at her.

"Must have the same taste" she says and they laugh again.

"Looks better on you love" he speaks softly, another pet name easily rolling off his tongue. They are then being called on stage.

"Umm... Good luck love" he says a bit awkwardly, making her smile.

"Yeah, you too" she says and she goes to walk the other direction but his hand halts her a second, pulling her back to him, nearly making her collide with his chest.

"I told the crew to put your mic next me to be during about you, hope that's okay" he says, his face is moving slowly downwards to hers and she nods thoroughly before he places a sweet kiss to her lips.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself" he says, he's apolising because he knows he shouldn't be doing it, he hadnt proved anything to her her and he didn't deserve it.

"I don't mind" she smiles, leaning up to place a firmer one on his lips before they're getting ushered away by Jamie who stands there, rolling his eyes.

"Shouldn't have expected anything else to be honest" he says to himself under his breath.

----------------------------------------------------------They get on stage and it's a show like no other. The band are sounding the best they have so far, bouncing off each other. Her harmonies seem clearer today, not sure if someone had turned up her microphone but whatever it was, she loved it. The way her voice blended with Matty's, complimented it perfectly. The time came for About You to be performed and Matty turned to her, ushering her down the stage, she followed his instructions and placed herself behind the microphone that was placed next to his.

Her voice rang out at the right times and everyone cheered during her solo. But what made her heart swell was the look on Matty's face, he sat on the top of a sofa next to her, smiling across from her as she sung. Her eye contact remained with the crowd then, for she knew one look at Matty and she'd be done for.

The final notes played out and the band and the crowd cheered loudly for her.

"Ladies and gentlemen the wonderful Lou!" Matty said, gesturing towards her before pulling her into a tight hug, the act surprises her but she feels her eyes shutting as her palms rest flat against his back, her head tilted to the side, cheek against his chest due to the height difference. It was the second time they had ever hugged and she felt undeniably comfortable.

They pulled away, she went back to her spot and her eyes snapped to George who was focused on her already. His eyebrows raised at her as if to say " what the fuck was that". She shrugs over at him before looking at Ross who is smiling across at her, truly just happy to see the two getting along.

The show finishes and she doesn't wait at the side stage when they do their final bows like they usually would. Instead she makes her way to her dressing room, needing to be alone to think for a bit. She felt a tad overwhelmed, she quickly lights a cigarette, the nicotine coating her tongue easing her nerves a little.

She sighs, staring across from where she was sat, disassociating for what felt like only a second. Until she's hearing a soft knock on the other side of the door. She doesn't even remember stubbing out her finished cigarette but the butt is lying against an ash tray on the table in front of her.

"Everything alright in there?" Matty's voice is soft but muffled by the wood. Part of her doesn't want him to come in, she knew one look at him would have her crumbling and right now she needed to seriously think about everything and figure out the reasonable thing to do next. But her voice is betraying her as she says her next words.

"Yeah! You can come in if you'd like" she says, and the door is opening then, revealing Matty, only difference was he had already changed, a pair of black jeans and a black shirt resting against his body. She didn't realize how long she had been sitting there thinking for.

"Didn't want to get changed?" He asks, his voice is quiet, as if he was scared what would happen if he spoke up a little.

"Sorry, I got distracted, time seems to have escaped me" she lets out a weak chuckle.

"I can leave you to get changed" he says going to stand but her hand finds his, stopping him in his tracks. She shakes her head at him, silently asking him to stay. He sits back down, not moving his hand from under hers.

"You sounded amazing tonight... More than usual I mean" he says.

"Thank you, so did you" she says, smiling at him, he doesn't say anything to her compliment of him, instead speaks sincerely about her.

"Carly is wonderful don't get me wrong. But there's something about the way you sing 'About You'" he says, smiling at her now. "Like it was made for you" he says and she finds her smile stretching wider at his words.

"That's sweet. Thank you Matty" she says.

"Anyway... Um. I'm going to leave you to get changed. Jamie said we need to be on the bus soon" he says and she nods at him.

"Find me on the bus yeah?" He asks next and she nods again. He quickly pulls her into a quick hug, one that she barely registers before he's left the room.

She quickly removes her shirt and skirt, leaving the tights on as she throws one of George's hoodies over her frame, it was basically a dress on her anyway. She quickly got her things together before she left the room, one of the crew assisting her to the tour bus.

She finds the whole group sitting in the main room, all smiling at her as she entered. She had hoped no one would be there so she could sneak into her bunk undetected.

"Hey rockstar!" Ross says, standing up to hug her tightly. Matty looks at the both of them, but he doesn't feel as jealous anymore.

She looks up at Ross and he instantly knows she's not okay.

"Give me a minute yeah?" She says and he nods down at her, letting her leave.

"Is she okay?" Matty finds himself asking, feeling protective over her already.

"I've got this" George says, knowing he's the only person she could deal with right now. He untangles himself from his girlfriend, placing a peck against her lips before moving to find his best friend. He finds her at the room at the back of the bus, a slightly larger room behind their individual bunks.

"Hey, you okay pumpkin?" He asks, using the nickname he knows she likes, one he has called her since they were young, especially reserved for moments like these. She goes to speak but no sound comes out.

"Talk to me Lou says" her lips begin to quiver and his eyes find her watery ones and he quickly pulls her into a tight hug.

"Hey, hey it's okay. It's okay" he says, hands smoothing over her hair. The sleeves of the jumper she's wearing are quickly wiping away the tears.

"talk to me" he says softly.

"I'm just overwhelmed G.... I love you guys and this has been amazing so far but fuck... It's overwhelming... Everything is just too much" she says and he understands every word.

"Hey it's okay, I get it" he feels a sob rip through her and it shakes her body, so he holds her tighter against him.

"I guess I just miss my band... And my family and your family... And everything with matty is just confusing me and..." She just continues to cry then. Often Lou would feel everything all at once and it would take one thing to get all the things she had been pushing away to come to the surface. And the catalyst this time was Matty.

"I said if he hurts you I will kill him" George warns and she pulls back to look at him.

"No George. It's not that... It's just... He's being really kind and sweet now and everything on stage.... It was lovely but it's just confusing" she says and George nods down at her, thumbs swiping under her cheeks to remove the tears. He knows how she's feeling without her even having to say it and he knows what she really wants to say.

"You're my best friend right?" He asks and she nods "like my sister" and she nods again.

"I know you better than anyone and you know me better than anyone" she nods again.

"You're confused because you think you might genuinely fall for him and you're scared of what would happen if you let yourself fall" he says and his words hit her like a ton of bricks. Her mouth falls open and he chuckles lightly. He pulls her against him again, delivering a soft peck to her forehead.

"I know you're scared... Think he is too... Because this might be the greatest thing that could happen to both of you... If you treat each other the way you should" he says and she knows he's right.

"I know I said a lot of shit... But I think it would be pretty epic if my two best friends loved each other" he continues and she looks up at him then.

"Thanks G" she says, he always had her back and knew what to say and how to help.

"Better still have time for me though" he says making her laugh.

"I'll always have time for you G, you're my best friend. Always"

"Always" they hug one more time before she tidies herself up, the pair returning to the group who are chatting away about god knows what.

Matty's eyes find hers and he smiles at her and that makes her smile.

"Good?" He mouths and she nods "good"

Part 5

#matty healy #matty healy smut #matty healy x reader #the 1975 fanfic #the 1975 #the 1975 smut

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madeup-community-episodes · 2 months

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Theoretics of Bisexual Lighting

Background: The Dean rents out a gaudy hotel venue for a Greendale faculty only dance and NOTHING ELSE THIS WAS ALWAYS HIS PLAN (lying). Its all nicely decorated and he even got some LED lighting, specifically bisexual lighting, which is pointed out by Abed. A-Plot: Troy and Abed decide to go together as each others platonic dates, but the atmosphere gets Troy REALLY thinking about his and Abed's relationship. (More under the cut)

He looks back and sees that for the past 6+ years he has always been with him, save the rare moments they fought. Troy starts to think about spending the rest of his life with Abed, but the thing is he doesn't want to stress Abed out with anything romantic, he doesn't even know if this feeling IS romance, but he also doesn't think its platonic. Abed notices Troy is avoiding talking to him and asks if he wants to go, but Troy says nothings wrong. Throughout the night Troy gets more and more caught up in trying to categorizes his feelings of Abed into romantic or platonic or even familial. Later on in the night Troy confess he loves Abed and wants to kiss and all that with him but still doesn't know what he wants call it, and Abed's just kinda like 'I mean we could make something up, just for us', which helps Troy a LOT and yeah they kiss under the bisexual lighting and to the song 'Somewhere out there' by Linda Ronstadt :] B-Plot: Jeff and Duncan, the night before, decide to stay the night at the hotel to treat themselves, in separate rooms. HOWEVER, the hotel had a system glitch so Duncan's booked room was given to someone else. Jeff lets him stay in his room. That room happens to be a 'Honeymoon suite' because Jeff wanted to treat himself okay? So first off, they take a name in the middle of the day because the room situation kept them up until late in the night, but someone forgot to set an alarm and they end up missing one hour of the dance. THEN Jeff takes an inordinate amount of time in the shower, missing 30 more minutes of the dance. After THAT Duncan can't find the suit top he was going to wear, only realizing he forgot it at home, which loses them another hour. and after more comedic shenanigans ('dont you dare wear that tie, I am NOT matching with you' 'its the only one I brought Ian.' 'idc'), end up missing 4 hours of the dance, Jeff tries to go down without him- he really doesn't know why he didn't while he was looking for the jacket- but the lock on the door breaks and they're locked in and instead of yknow, calling the front desk, they argue about it. Duncan's like 'Why the hell didnt you just go without me?' and Jeffs like 'maybe I like being around you??' and Ians like 'bullshit, you started ignoring me after I didnt get you the test answers' Jeff is all like 'jesus christ, I know I sucked back then but MAYBE im a different person now and want to actually put in effort to be friends again' and Ians like 'Well-' but his ankle does that thing where it just twists while he's pacing around and he falls HARD into the lighting system of the room and, through the divine power of comedy tropes, turns on the Honeymoon Suite bisexual lighting and jazz music. Jeff goes over to him to check if he's okay and yknow after a heart to heart like that (pretend the dialogue was more emotional Im not good at writing emotional dialogue), emotions are racing and they are looking into eachothers eyes all deep and shit and and gay kiss and make out for the first time. First time SOBER, that is C-Plot: Annie meets one of the caterer girls and she tries so hard to get her number because hoooolllly shit she was so pretty omg. She embarrasses herself a lot and at some point just walks away to the bathroom to cry. Britta finds her and is like 'girl you dont have to bust your ass for anyone just go and ask the world wont explode i prommy' and so Annie works up the courage, goes over shaking and lands the girls number. :]

Extra: The dean rented the venue originally for a furcon but that fell thorough and it was a LOT of money to just waste.

#nbc community #mod grim #annie edison #jeff winger #ian duncan #abed nadir #troy barnes #trobed #jeffduncan

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kindnessisweakness2 · 10 months

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Emily signed the paperwork and much to the disappointment of Jax that was the last time he had seen or heard from her in a week. He didn't know what it was but his head was full of her. She was a fucking pocket rocket for sure. She handled Noah, put that crow eater in line without using her fists and shot David Hale down quicker than Clay ever had the opportunity to. He couldn't stop thinking about her and Gemma could see it. Fuck, everyone could. But Noah? God Noah felt it full force. Jax had him busting his arse more than any other prospect, and everyone could guess at why. "When are you gonna stop messing with that kid and just go see her?" Clay questioned as he made his way into the empty clubhouse. Jax shrugged from his place at the bar. He was sipping a cold beer as he sat and watched Noah clean his bike on the security cameras. Yes it was the 4th time in two days he made him do it, but in Jax's eyes it was fair. "I dont know what you mean." Clay rolled his eyes as he poured himself a whiskey. "You got the hots for this girl. Gem told me. Just go see her and let the prospect sleep for god sakes. We have a shipment coming tomorrow, i need him in good shape." It was Jax's turn to roll his eyes at his step father. Never would have guessed Clay to take a prospects side. Standing from his seat at the bar, Jax nodded at Clay and made his way out to his bike. "Pack it up prospect, I've got somewhere I gotta go." Noah stood to his feet and awkwardly twisted the oil covered rag in his hands. "Can I talk to you quickly before you go?" Jax's eyebrow raised in question. Noah seemed to be wrestling with his thoughts, trying to work out how to phrase what he wanted to say without pissing his Vice President off. "Look, I don't want you anywhere near Emily. I know your track record with women Jax And I don't want her hurt." Noah clearly threw caution to the wind and tried to be as firm as possible with Prince of Charming. Noah couldn't deny that part of him hated that Jax could have whoever and whatever he wanted. Women looked at him like he was sex on legs. Perfection, with a physique that the Gods themselves carved. But Noah didn't see the appeal. In his eyes Jax was a dick, and it wasn't like he was the only blonde haired, blue eyed boy in charming. Jax's eyes widened in Suprise at the boldness of the prospect and laughter tumbled from his mouth. Noah felt his chest burn with both embarrassment and anger at the sound. "The last person I'm gonna listen to is you, grunt. Yeah she's hurt and your the one to blame. Hey, who knows? Maybe I'll pay her a visit, make her feel better. From what I hear it's not gonna be hard to fill your shoes." Winking at the prospect, Jax put on his helmet and sped out of the lot, leaving a disgruntled Noah scowling at the reaper that addorned his back.

30 minutes riding aimlessly around Charming did nothing to clear Jax's head and sure enough he ended up in the one place he was adamant he wouldn't go. Leaning against his bike across the road from Emily's home, Jax lit a cigarette and mentally wrestled with himself. He was never this nervous about a girl before. He was the prince, Girls fell at his feet all the time. But this girl? No this girl was different. Fuck. What was he doing? He knew minimal things about this girl, so why was she all up in his brain. Not even crow eaters could distract him from the purple haired pocket rocket. "Jax?" His head snapped up, the sound of her voice halting his pacing immediately. There she stood in joggers and a cropped vest, looking worried. Her hair was down, the long purple strands dangling over her shoulder and Jax's first thought was imagining running his fingers through it. Wondering if it was as soft as it looked. "Jax is something wrong?" Emily spoke again, the concern in her voice clear. Jax found himself frowning at her. "Yeah, there is actually. I havent seen you at the clubhouse." Emily scoffed at the nerve of the man infront of her. She had seen him from her kitchen window and the sight of him pacing, chainsmoking cigarettes made her worried. Now she felt stupid for caring. "Im not a fucking Crow eater Jax. I've heard how the club treats women, thats not me." Emily turned to walk away, but his gentle hand on her arm stopped her. "Thats not what i meant Darlin'. I meant...Fuck i like having you around okay?" Emily shook her head, completely dumbfounded. "Jax you met me twice. You dont know me. Look, if this is a way to piss Noah off, fucking his ex, im not here for it. Whatever he's done, leave me out of it." Jax rubbed his face frustrated. "This isnt about Noah Em. Infact I cant stand him. This is different. Is it so hard to believe that i may actually want to get to know you? That i enjoyed the time I spent talking to you at the clubhouse the other day?" Emily smiled softly at him. "I'm not different. Jax im boring. Your wasting your time here with me. You have multiple women who would give anything to spend a night with you. Dont be stupid. Go." Jax grinned at her as she gave him a gentle shove towards his bike. Throwing his arm over her shoulder instead, Jax guided her back towards her house.

"Well arent you lucky? Tonights your night Em, Im Yours. Let me be the judge of whether your boring." Emily couldnt help but laugh at the confidence on him. It was gonna be a long night.

#jax teller x reader #sons of anarchy #jax teller #jax teller imagine #jax teller x oc #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy fanfiction

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xoioel · 4 months

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QUESTIONS FOR THE UNIVERSE

parings; hinata x 8th member fem! reader

genre; fluff and slight angst??

warnings: none?!

synopsis; you’ve been having your doubts about why you debuted with XG, because you dont have as many talents as the other girls. And plus the age gap, you being a foreign member so the language barriers, it makes you think you need to go on a hiatus to work on yourself..

authors note; hey guys im back from my god knows how long break😭 this is so sweet bc hinata is such a cute patootie

— i speak my mind and don’t think first

It's very difficult being a maknae, especially when you haven't trained as much as the girls. Before the debut and internship only a year passed and boom, debut at 15!

How sometimes you want to stop time and improve yourself, maybe just to restart and try again, if only get closer to their perfection.

It’s so nice to have hinata in the same room, you don’t have to clean it and no one will mind, everyone lives in their own comfort, you can not only laugh with her, but also have a heart-to-heart talk, but sometimes you don’t say a word when returning from the another group photoshoot.

Today is just such a day when everyone, having returned home, scattered to their rooms and went to the shower. having waited your turn, you needed into it. Finally, you can take the weight off your shoulders. People say that the older you get, the less you start to beat yourself up about things, but even after almost two years.

At the age of 16 you start comparing yourself even more. On the way home, you decided to look at your fancam, is that really how you look as you dance. Why are there so many mistakes, but your voice, is it really true? It’s so hard, everyone has their strengths, but what are yours? the comments mostly talk about how cute you are and that's it, but is that really all?

Many tears begin to flow one after another. after standing there for a good 10 minutes, you go back to the room, the light is no longer on, only one lamp near your bed is on, Hinata already seems to be sleeping soundly, turning to the wall, you change into pajamas and go to bed, now you can finally sleep.

But the sobs continue to break out as soon as your head hits the pillow. Your trying to drown it out, as you sit up and start breathing, everything seems to stop.

"Are you okay? what's happened?" Hinata’s voice comes from somewhere on the side, slightly lower than usual and you hear the rustling of comforters, “Sorry, I’m already going to bed” You were about lie down. “I asked what happened to you?” her voice sounds rougher than before.

“I...I just, umm” your hands bury themselves in the hair and head falls to the knees. “come here,” She says nothing more and opens the many blankets, moving back, inviting you to lie with her in it. Doing what she asks, you settle down on her bed, pressing your back to her chest.

Her hands find your hair and begin to stroke and scratch your scalp “well, what’s going on, I noticed in the car that something was wrong”Hina says to you as she continues to play with your hair, “I’m just not sure that I fit in the group, all that they say about me is just how cute I smile or I’m mistaken, how cute my voice trembles, they don’t say that I dance or sing well. It seems to me that I got into the group too early, should I have taken someone else and not me?”

“Stop saying that,” She switches to a whisper, “why are you listening to what they say about you on the Internet? they always divide everyone into beautiful, talented, cute or those who don’t do enough” She breathes loudly, and her hand leaves your hair and squeezes your shoulder.

“You are unique, as unique as we all are, do you think we would have gotten into the group if we weren’t like that? Our group is not just work, we are family and will always support each other, right?”

- nod -

“Then next time, please tell me and the others on how you feel or if you really need just talk to Jurin-chan, if you want to improve your skills, let’s practice together, the main thing is to say, we will definitely cope with everything no matter what happens, okay?”

“Yes, thank you so much Hina unnie, I love you, all of you”.

A long night in the arms of your sister, what could be better and easier, it really helps when family is always nearby.

#valeriaa writes☆#xg imagines #xg x reader #xg x fem reader #xg hinata #hinata x reader #xg fluff

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minthara · 3 months

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really long personal answer to an anon i got. trigger warnings in the tags.

First of all i wanna apologise to everyone who follows me for the last few days lmao, but i feel like if i dont post about it im literally gonna kill myself. I need somewhere to write down my thoughts because i feel bad always going to the same 2 friends i still have and complain about the same situation again and again about a dude they dont even know that well.

Thank you so much for ur message really, and sorry if im gonna take it as another excuse to write down all my thoughts, but i think it will really help me.

So the pathetic thing. I didnt ever post about this and in real life i think only like. 3 people knew. But after we broke up i begged him for months to take me back. It really was pathetic. And when he called me pathetic i think he was just very very hurt, because that was the second time i broke up with him (just a few weeks ago). It was in the sense of me begging him for so long just to break up again a few months later. I feel fucking stupid even writing this. I spent about 10k euros trying to get away from him, it fucked up my life so massively that i lost a job i really loved over it.

And now my new job is about 5 minutes away from our old apartment and i think thats a huge reason why i cant get over it. Every day i walk past restaurants, the supermarkets, anything we went to together. I had to buy snacks for work today and just burst into tears in the fucking supermarket because we used to go there together. The people at work are always so appreciative bc i know the area so well but they dont know how much it fucking hurts me and its so stupid like. Should i just avoid that part of town forever??? No fucking get over it bitch like wtf its a fucking supermarket.

And it also hurts because i know i wasnt always perfect and there were many times i was super mean to him. But at a point i couldnt deal with his ADHD anymore and that sounds so shitty but im a super organised person to the point where sometimes i wonder if thers anything ocd related but i dont think so. In my head i swap between i have ocd, i have adhd, i have borderline, i have autism - i have no idea whats wrong with me, but the way i feel cant be normal. I know this because the way i behave isnt normal, i know i can come across as really strange, i cant judge social situations well and often dont know how to behave. But i constantly criticised him for symptoms of his mental illnesss.

But i never physically hurt him, and that was the last straw for me, why i left. I dont know how u can do that to a person you love.

And im just mourning the life i thought i was going to have so, so, so much. I know on tumblr ppl somehow think youre brainwashed when you want a traditional marriage and kids and stuff, but i really thought that was going to happen in the next 2 / 3 years, thats how i planned my life since i was fucking 21 and i met him. And now im almost 27, and i cant even go on dates because i cannot bear talking to new people because all i want is a clone of him but better.

I know i will look back at this and think “u cried about THAT guy???” in a few years, because thats how its always been in my life lol (except for one relationship, but were still really really best friends). I always think afterwards i will never love someone that much again. But it hits so much harder because it was such a serious relationship lol i really wanted to marry him. Sobs lol.

#asks #anonymous #abuse cw #suicide cw #i feel so much better after writing this down lol #blondshell salad on repeat if u know u know

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thegoober010 · 3 months

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HELLO! PAW PRINT ANON IS BACK!

I ABSOLUTELY ADORED THE ONESHOT!!! IM GOING INSANE ITS SO GOOD!!!

I have a bit of a different request this time! (It’s not Mettaton, I know, shocking.)

Could you do some Sans x reader headcanons? Preferably hurt/comfort if thats alright :33

IF IM SENDING TOO MANY REQUESTS PLEASEEE DO SAY SO!! I DONT WANNA OVERWORK YOU!!!

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AAAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT <333!!!

AND ITS TOTALLY FINE PAW PRINT ANON MWEHEHHE DW I LOVE DOING REQUESTS <333!!! AND OMG ITS NOTR METTATON RELATED!!!?!??!? shocking!!! absolutely BAFFLING!!

JKJK LMAO OFC I CAN DO THIS :)!! IT WOULD BE HELPFUL FOR NESXT TIME BTW LIKE WHAT TYPE OF HURT LIKE IF THE READER GOT INTO A FIGHT WITH THEM OR MAYBE THEY NEED COMFORT AFTER A BREAKUP OR IF THEY NEED COMFORT AFTER RELAPSING, AN ED, OR SUM THATD BE HELPFUL FOR NEXT TIME BTW <33!! IMA JUST DO IT THAT THEY HAD A BAD DAY AT WORK TODAY THE READER WORKS AT LIKE GRILBYS OR SUM TEEHEE

SANS X READER HERE WE GOOO 🗣🗣🗣

TW/CW -> None really- Just a depressed reader!

word count -> 1k/1164! I didnt write as much on this post sorry!! im pretty tired rn its 1:15 am where im at rn LMAOOO

"Are you alright?"

Fuck your life, you just came back to the house after a long, grueling, shitty shift. You were so tired you almost collapsed onto the snow before you even made it home. You just wished it was peaceful for once, that you didn't feel burnt out, overwhelmed all the time, you just wanted to sleep and never wake up, maybe then you wouldn't feel so tired. As you opened the door you placed your bag on the couch and made your way to San's room, who was not only your best friend but your boyfriend as well. He always helped you, even though you didn't particularly enjoy talking about your feelings to him especially on nights like this he was always there for you, always making sure you were okay and took care of yourself and had a good rest after these long days. You mumbled to yourself as you opened the door to his room until you realized. "Fuck he's not here." You grumbled. You rubbed your temple as you sat on his bed, you were stressed and you needed him. Why can't he just be there for you? Why does he always have to be off somewhere else and then appear late whenever you need him. It pissed you off even more, you knew you were thinking irrationally, he was always there for you it's only a few times where he can't be and is busy, you were just too stressed to think properly though, too stressed to even think about anything else besides how badly you just need someone to help you out right now. You crawled on top of his bed, covering yourself with the blanket. The shift was honestly terrible, many customers were overly rude at Grilby's today, mostly newcomers, and it was so damn busy you couldn't really do much about those people/monsters, you were so frustrated by all the orders and all the insults thrown your way, in fact you got way less tips than usual which caused you to be even more upset, money wasn't much of a problem but come on! Tears swelled up in your eyes from all the built up frustration from not just this shift, but all the past shifts that were almost the exact same situation, you hated working on those days and how underemployed that place was because you had to work twice as hard due to that as well.

After a good 10 minutes of you laying on the bed, muttering to yourself about all the stuff that happened and about how much you just needed someone for once and crying silently, you heard the door creak open. You wiped away your tears quickly with the blanket, shifting slightly and pretending to fall asleep. You knew it was sans and if he sees you like this he'd ask, and you don't want to bother him with any of your problems. "I know you're not asleep." Sans said walking up to you, he sat on the bed near you. "What happened?" he asked. You let out a sigh as you hugged the blanket tighter. "I don't want to talk about it." You grumbled, your tone annoyed with a hint of sadness. Sans stared at you for a bit before fixing your hair. "Are you sure? I mean you've been coming home more upset than usual, is work alright? Anything happening?" Sans questioned, his tone of voice growing more concerned. You furrowed your brows as you could feel the corners of your eyes sweet up with tears once more. You covered yourself with the blanket, not even daring to look at Sans. "Stop it, just STOP. I told you I'm fine! You don't have to pry into every little detail of my life I just want you here with me I don't want you digging into this I told you I'm fine, I just wanted you here with me, fuck." you yelled at first, calming your voice down as to not wake up Papyrus and to try to calm yourself down. Your voice cracks, you didn't really mean to come off as rude, you're just tired, you don't want him to get worried or to try and fix your problems, you just want him there with you, to give you a hug or just give you comforting words, you don't want him prying too much into this, you don't want him getting worried.

Sans seemed taken aback by your remark. He stayed quiet for a bit before nodding, he understood how you felt. Everyone has different ways they deal with this situation and how they want others to react, some want others to pry into their life and try to help solve their problems, others just want them to be there with them during this but not get too involved in the situation and many other things, everyone reacts differently to this much stress. Of course he was a bit shocked and to be honest a little hurt by your words but he knows you're just stressed and don't mean to be rude. He truly does understand, he knows how you feel, so he will be there for you. "You're obviously not fine, but I understand you don't want me to be involved in the situation, you just want me to be there for you, I understand." Sans replied, he gave you a comforting pat on the shoulder before laying with you on the bed. He let out a long sigh as he crossed his arms behind his head. "Take some deep breathes, that usually helps with stress, and make sure to sleep well." Sans said, you nodded. "Come on, let's take a few deep breathes." Sans said, you rolled your eyes but it does usually help. You did as he said and took a few small and quick deep breathes, trying to make the tension in your body disappear and just try to relax. "Feeling any better?" Sans asked, you shook your head no which caused him to chuckle a bit. "Yeah I kinda thought so. Deep breathes won't immediately make you feel bette but it helps with tension, for now just rest, cry if you want, I'm here for you alright... I won't judge you for being emotional okay. I love you too much for that." Sans said giving a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You nodded, you turned your head to face him and give him a small smile. "I appreciate that.." you muttered, he gives you a quick nod. "No need to do that, just rest, I'm here for you. No matter what happens remember that okay, I'll always be here for you." Sans replied, he wrapped an arms around you, pulling you closer. You let out a soft sigh as you moved closer to him, you closed your tired eyes and felt yourself slowly start to fall asleep in his arms. He kept his arm wrapped around you and watched you slowly fall asleep.

"Sleep well, I'm here, okay."

#undertale sans #sans x reader #sans x y/n #undertale angst #undertale hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort #one shot #toby fox #undertale fanfic #undertale fanfiction #fluff #stressed reader #im feeling silly ngl 😼#im so sleep deprived rn wtf 😭

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kitkat27 · 6 months

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Somewhere only we know

Each verse is based on a song lyric from somewhere we know (Keane), I have included the lyrics beforehand so feel free to listen as you read . Trying out a new style of writing, this may make you cry

''So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why dont we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know

This could be the end of everything

So why dont we go

Somewhere only we know

oh, simple thing where have you gone?

I'm getting old and i need something to rely on

So tell me when you’re gonna let me in

I'm getting tired, and i need somewhere to begin''

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When was she gonna let him in, every time he got close she pushed him away again.

He was getting tired of trying, yet his heart was not going to be able to let him stop loving her. He was holding onto the stolen glances and brushing of fingertips.

A minute would have to do in the secrecy of the avenue in the Jardin du Palais-Royal. Hidden between the trees, hidden from the world that was against them.

The only colour he could see as they talked without words, was the blue of her eyes. This was their place amid turmoil, the two of them alone.

Tomorrow was uncertain. Uncertain if he would see her again. Uncertain whether this was the end of their story. Uncertain if tomorrow brought longing for love or pain from grief.

Simple messages signalled when they would meet and each time a place that would become theirs.

The memory is etched onto only the two hearts. Memories and places that only they had graced together. Places that give him a sense of stability in the uncertainty of when he will see her again

He would reach out and she would be gone. Gone away again, leaving minute traces of how he would see her again. He only wanted to see her safe.

Each day, each month, each year brought him closer to the thought that she would only become a picture in his mind and not real in his hands. Each day, each month, each year brought him older and closer to the thought that this would never happen in this lifetime.

Every time he thought he had broken down walls and barriers, new ones were erected by unknown forces just as she was about to let him in

His friends were tired of watching him fight for her, fight for his belief she was the one every time she built the walls back up and disappeared into the shadows.

At least he would always have memories tucked away in his heart to hold their love…..

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celestialexxperience · 1 year

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dark paradise (Billy dunne x reader)

requested by anon~

Warnings: lots of profanities, my writing kinda being mean to Camila, (but yk I wrote a fic about reader and Camila cheating on Billy.)

A/N: THIS IS SOOOO LONGG and I don't really like it but it's inspired by the lana del rey song so that's good!

"I love you." The beautiful tall brunette boy said as he looked down on you.

You were stunned, you didn't know what to say or do, you just stood there and let that beautiful man put his beautiful veiny hands on your now flushed face.

"I love you too Billy." You said acting dumb, trying to convince yourself this really wasn't happening, that your best friend since you were five wasn't confessing his love to you.

You knew that this was probably going to happen one day. a young boy and girl just don't bond together over their love of music and emotionally unavailable fathers without just staying friends. It doesn't happen.

"No y/n, I love you. I'm in love with you." His expression and tone getting stronger by the minute.

This couldn't be happening.

It was happening, you knew it was happening but you wanted peace. It was too much. you just wanted a friend somebody to bond with and talk with without the complicated ways of feelings and emotions.

You didn't need somebody to kiss.

You needed somebody to listen.

"Billy-" you said trying to hide back tears. "I can't, you know that."

"You can't or you won't?" As the now angered brunette finished that sentence you began to think about all the things you've heard about Billy in a relationship and what he's like with girls. Sure, it hurt, but Billy was a well known player of your home town and if you two ever ended up together neither of you can promise he wouldn't treat you like that.

"That's not fair Billy. That's not fucking fair and you know it!" You said finally raising your voice making Billy jump a little surprised from never really hearing you get mad.

You two have had this conversation before, of how you're done with dating and how men are pigs who only want one thing. But sure, he didn't say anything so he probably doesn't fucking remember.

"This isn't fair Y/n! This isn't fucking fair!" The shaggy brunette said, finally yelling at you. "I have been in love with you since forever and you fucking know it! And you have known it so stop acting so fucking dumb and come to your senses for once!"

"You know what Billy? We're done. This is done! This friendship is fucking over!" And you finally yelling back.

"This never fucking started!" You pushed past him as you grabbed your stuff and exited out of his room making your way towards his front door.

"That was a fucking dumb thing to say to Dunne."

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The two of you haven't talked in months and he hasn't seen you in months.

The Dunne Brothers were getting more gigs and more attention and so was Billy.

So it wasn't surprising when you found out from the younger peachier Dunne brother that he never found out that you had moved to LA but what you were surprised about was when you found out he was dating Camila. I mean yeah, Billy dunne is one to move on quickly but the last thing you heard it was a pretty good committed relationship.

The younger Dunne brother was updating you on daily important things that happened surprisingly the two of you grew pretty close. But one thing that peaches forgot to mention was that the band was moving to the city of angels YOUR city of angels, until the very last minute when they needed somewhere to stay.

"NO NO NO GRAHAM!"

"Ohhhh come on y/n!!" Graham said extending your name making you know he was giving you puppy eyes over the phone.

"Graham?" He hummed back.

"Why can't you buy your own place? AND WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE BAND MOVING TO LA?!

"Well, we kinda dont have much money right now… and we knew you lived here so we wanted to see if you had a place for us to stay! " he said in the sweet Dunne voice "and I didnt wanna freak you out when you out about us and Billy moving here and we thought we would never see you again!"

"Okay well now I'm freaking out about two things!"

"Y/n. Please?"

"Fuck, fine fine shit, I have this place up in Laurel Canyon that I was living in with these people when I first moved here but they all moved out and I got stuck with it, but then sadly the old woman who was living with us died so it's mine now. But its not much, and it only has 4 bedrooms, but there is a shed that has toilet in the corner of the room so whoeve whats it can have it." You said finishing your sentence with a slight chuckle trying to forgot that you have to deal with seeing Billy dunne everyday.

"Yo peaches, what's going on man ?" Warren asked, making you remember his beautiful curly locks.

"She said yes!" You could hear all the cheers over the phone making you chuckle "Okay okay but it's haunted." Graham said shutting some of the cheers down making "oh's" from the band being heard making you chuckle once again.

But the only thing you had on your mind was Billy and how this was gonna work.

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"You should come see us play!" Said the beautiful blond-haired keyboardist with the beautiful British accent.

"Oh i-" the eldest Dunne brother was having a self staring contest with the side of your face as he had the beautiful brunette Camila.

There was something about Camila that you hated. I mean it's not that you were jealous of her, I mean yeah you kinda were, but it's not because you wanted to be with Billy, it was because you were jealous of her ability not to be scared of Billy hurting her.

"Ummmm I don't know Karen, I'm…you know really busy, with work and… you know."

The band was finally getting their well needed time of fame, finally playing clubs on the strip, finally getting their names in the "right" mouths and their well Deserved attention.

Camila was so excited for Billy and the band, and so were you. But you knew Billy and you knew how his ego could get and you had a feeling fame and Billy Dunne was not a good mix.

“Yeah you should come Y/n.” Your thought bubble burst and your head turned as you heard Billy’s voice for the first time since the band and Camila moved here a month ago.

After those words came out of his month you couldn’t stop staring at him and realizing his beauty.

His beautiful chocolatey shagged covered hair.

His beautiful full cherry colored lips.

His beautiful light brown eyes.

His beautiful choice of wardrobe which usually consisted of blue jeans and a dark blue jeaned button up.

“Oh okay! I’ll go! I’ll go!” Accidentally looking BIlly straight in his beautiful eyes making you give in. “I’ve been wanting to go anyway to watch you guys perform.” Starting to let out a small chuckle has you thought about this memory. “I haven't seen you guys play since we were kids and you guys were still “the Dunne brothers”. You let out another small chuckle this time making Billy grin a little covering it up by looking over to Camila and giving her a passionate kiss to the cheek.

“Well, we're glad you're finally going Y/N, it's been long enough.” Said Camila from behind Billy making him jump like he forgot she was there because his eyes had been glued on you for too long.

You could hear a couple of yea’s coming from mostly Karen and Graham and then a surprising yawn being heard out of Warren. Or was it Eddie?

“Well shit, you guys I think I’m gonna head to bed. I’ll see you guys in the morning alright?” Warren.

“Yeah I think I’m gonna head to bed too.” Knowing that you weren’t tired and just needed an excuse to get out of here so you could stay up and think about this interaction for the rest of the night.

“Okay well, we’ll see you tomorrow night at the whisky?” Asked Karen with Graham next to her, giving you a cheeky smile.

“Yeah, I wouldn't miss it!” You said, trying your best to hide your worriedness about the situation.

As you headed to your room you were too worried about getting away from that living room and into the comfort of your room, you barely even noticed Billy grabbing your shoulders to whisper into your ears: “I’m glad your back kid.”

He was drunk. You could smell it on his skin.

You hated this, you hated this, you hated seeing him like this.

You hated seeing him. Period.

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As you stood in a dark sweaty club called the “whisky a go go” with Camila, (One you have been to many times since you moved to Los Angeles.) waiting for the band to start playing you couldn’t stop thinking about what Billy said last night. Sure, it was only the second sentence he said in almost 3 years, but still, it didn’t help he said it like you were his sister and it didn’t help that his girlfriend was right next to you.

You felt like it was going to sleep out of your tongue like you needed to wash your mouth out with soap to stop yourself from telling her.

You wanted to tell her you really did, but you just couldn't.

You knew she probably wouldn't care and knew what happened with Billy and you, and she seemed like a very understanding woman, but something about this whole situation was telling you to not say anything like you and Billy were really together, but you weren't.

"So y/n," Camila's voice whispered Into your ear to be overheard by all the voices in the club, but before she could finish the loud noises of the band starting up cut you off from having you engage in what would've been a very awkward conversation.

The whole place erupted in cheers Coming from the back of the club and the very front from where you and Camila were.

But you were too stunned from billys (yet again) drunken stance to say anything.

"God… evening!” Billy said, trying his best to stand up straight.

You cringed, you saw Graham cringe, you saw Camila smiling trying her best not to cringe or even cry. You didn’t blame her. One bit.

“We're the six! But you already knew that.” Billy muttered under his breather giving you a wink. You wanted to pull him off that damn stage before his ego could do anything stupid.

Before billy could give the cue for the band to start playing he interrupts himself after Graham gave him a look that makes him remember something.

“Ohhhh yeahhhh!” The drunk Dunne says with a slight chuckle expanding his words. “We wrote a new song for youuuu! Or well I did.” The brunette man said with another wink getting way too cocky for his own good, which made the basset roll his eyes so hard they were probably gonna fall out of his head.

As the band started up you saw Camila's face light up with confusion making her realize she has never heard this song before. Sure, it was a new song but billy always I mean always played new songs for her, because they were usually all about her.

As Billy started singing his voice sent chills down your whole body making you realize how much you missed this, how much you miss him, Billy’s voice had always been your favorite and probably Camila's favorite too.

As he started singing the first you didn’t think anything, but by the fifth you started questioning it and by Camila’s face so did she. The lyrics describe something only you would know and that Billy would only feel about you.

As you finally realized who and what the song was about, you chugged the last of your drink and grabbed your stuff and left.

As Billy noticed this (which was immediately.) he threw his mike stand down and quickly made his way off the stage chasing you before you could make it to the exit.

“GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!” At the man as he dragged you backstage.

“Y/n-“ he said softly trying to get your attention.

“Billy what was that?!” You said still yelling at the beautiful wasted man.

He was gone for words so all that came out of his mouth was: "I love you."2nebv4

He sounded like he was gonna cry. It broke your heart.

"Billy-" you knew you loved him, you always had, you were just scared.

"Y/n please just tell me the truth!"

"That is the truth billy!"

"No it's not! I know it, you know it, the fucking band knows it!" At this point you knew you just needed to tell him the truth, so you did.

"Okay fine! You want the truth I'll fucking give you the truth, okay! I love you and I have always loved you! I love everything about you and it hurts it really hurts Billy! Too see you with these girls and then have you tell me you love me! moving to LA to get away from Pittsburgh just to find the main reason I left living with me!" You said getting louder and louder knowing that probably everybody in the whole club could hear you. "Oh and worst of all seeing you every single day with these amazing beautiful sweet woman who will always be everything I'm not and then seeing you drunk every fucking-" The next thing you knew you were being caught off from your huge rant by Billy’s lips on top of yours.

The way you felt with Billy's lips on yours was a feeling you wanted to feel for the rest of your life, but sadly you pulled away realizing the state he was in.

You heard a sad hum coming from his lips.

"I know, but you're drunk."

"Hm okay." He said his face into your jean jacket.

As you started rubbing his back in sympathy you heard his muffled cries running down your Jean jacket.

"I love you so much" he said, making me realize I wanted this, I wanted to take care of him for the rest of my life.

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margalitarry · 2 years

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she | h.s

~❦~❦~❦~❦~❦~❦~❦~

she lives in daydreams with me

she's the first one that i see

and i don't know why

i don't know who she is

warnings: cursing

word count: 2.0k

notes: harry styles x fan!reader, takes place right after hs1 was released, and harry wrote a song about you before he even ever met you. then he met you.

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harry styles woke up at 4 in the morning for the sixth day in a row, the same girl had been in his dreams for nearly two weeks. every single night. he hadn't ever met the girl, and he didn't know who she was. it started to stress him out, he had to have known the girl from somewhere.

harry also couldn't deny whoever that girl was, she was beautiful.

"there's this girl who's been in my dreams for the last two weeks, i have no fucking idea who she is though. starting to drive me crazy." harry told mitch while having lunch together the same day.

"are you sure you've never seen her? maybe she's a fan you just saw in the crowd at some point." mitch replied

"no! i don't know who she is! she nearly lives with me at this point. it's been two weeks, it's really making me go crazy."

"that'd be a good lyric" mitch said, thinking deeper than before. "like something like she lives in dreams with me and i don't know who she is? i don't know it just came to me while you were talking."

harry pulled out a pen and paper from his tote bag, always being ready for a potential song. he had began to write and make songs for his next album, but wasn't thinking too much about it. he had hardly just released his first solo album.

"she lives in daydreams with me.. i dont know who she is. we need something before or after that." harry said, writing down the thoughts on the piece of paper.

"we should head to the studio right now." harry blurted out as him and mitch were thinking.

"like right now? we gotta be at troubadour in four hours."

"thats four hours we have to write this song, come on let's go!"

so harry and mitch drove, actually speeded, to their recording studio. it was extremely comfortable with ambient lighting taking place of the normal overhead lights and sitting places all around. it was so comfortable, they had even spent the nights there a few times when they were really into writing a song.

mitch picked up one of his guitars and strummed a few stray notes as harry pulled out the notes he had written at lunch for the song.

"hold on, play those notes again but like- nicely." harry said to mitch, feeling the song coming together as mitch did what he asked.

"she lives in daydreams with me, she's the first one that i see, i don't know why, i don't know who she is" harry slightly sang out, letting him and mitch both gasp and stand up at the easiness of writing this song.

"that's fucking perfect harry!"

harry and mitch high-fived as they sat down to write as much of the song as possible, nearly completing it other than a few things they weren't sure if they actually liked or not. there was only thirty minutes before they had to arrive at troubadour, rushing them to be as on time as possible.

you couldn't have been more excited, your best friend had somehow found out that harry styles was playing a secret show at one of your favorite clubs.

you had forced your friend to leave for the club immediately when she told you, you insisted on being as close to the stage as humanly possible. and you were, you were at the very front of the stage.

although you couldn't deny that something was off about the night, it wasn't a bad feeling at all but you weren't nervous despite harry styles was going to be in front of your face any moment now.

harry himself also felt the tension in the air, and like yourself he didn't think it was a bad tension. until he entered the stage, the first person making eye contact with you.

he almost couldn't talk or move at all, he slightly stopped in his tracks but continued to try and not draw any attention to you. you were the girl that had been in his dreams. mitch saw his reaction towards you and realized who you were immediately without harry even saying anything.

"did you fucking see that!? harry styles just deadpanned at me! are you fucking kidding me right now!" you screamed at your best friend; trying to be as loud as possible over all the other screams of excitement.

"i definitely fucking saw that!" your best friend screamed back.

so the show continued, harry often looking over at you throughout songs. people had caught on to the looks he was giving you and you were renamed 'harry's crush' very quickly.

harry had been talking with the crowd when he decided to talk with you, he had to atleast learn who you were before he may never see you again.

"what's your name miss ma'am?" harry asked you, feeling the most nervous talking to you than he did they whole night.

"y/n!" you said back to him, in complete disbelief. you pinched yourself to remind yourself this was anything but a dream.

"and how did you find out about tonight's show y/n?"

"my best friend! she's right here!"

harry waved to your friend but still focused on you, he wasn't sure what to say. he wanted to exclaim how he had seen you everyday for the last half month, and it was crazy you were here right now. how he had just written a song about you but he knew he couldn't especially not in front of the whole crowd.

"it's a true pleasure to have you here tonight y/n, this next song is sign of the times. the first song i released of my solo career. i truly appreciate each of you coming here tonight and supporting me with everything. this one is for all of you!"

you weren't sure if you were overthinking your interaction with harry, but he had looked at you like he knew you and needed to tell you something. you didn't want to be annoying and ask if your thoughts were valid so you kept it to yourself.

once harry left the stage he ran to one of the security guards in the back as fast as he could, he needed to talk to you.

"hey! hey! can you please quickly grab that girl, y/n at the front! bring her to my dressing room!" harry asked the first one he saw, the security guard only nodding and heading out.

just before you had finally been able to clear out, a tap was on your shoulder. you anticipated another fellow fan to congratulate you on your interaction, which had been happening the whole time since it happened.

"y/n? i need to you come backstage with me briefly. your friend may come as well, but not entirely with you." the security guard told you, making you and your best friend nearly shit your pants at the thought of what may happen.

you both followed the security guard into the back stage. you felt anxiety coursing through you especially after your friend had to sit down in a random area and you had been asked to continue following him.

you stood outside a door as the security guard knocked, hearing an awfully recognizable british accent reply to the knock.

"come in!"

the security guard opened the door and nodded you to go in.

you and harry just stared at eachother for the first moment, you standing in the doorway and him sitting on a couch. the security guard bumped you in a little more by closing the door behind you.

"have we met before ever?" harry asked you, not wasting the unknown time he had with you.

"i- i don't believe so."

"are you nervous right now?" harry asked you, trying to do his best not to show his own emotions.

"extremely yes to be honest. but i'm thankful i'm here right now, but why am i here?" you asked him. you could tell he had seen you before somewhere, even more so after he had asked if you met before.

"can i tell you something that might seem really weird?" harry asked, you nodding immediately.

"i've met you before, you've been in my dreams for the last two weeks every single night. i couldn't believe that you were here tonight, i still can't." harry said, resulting in your jaw dropping as far as it could.

you didn't know what to say, you were in pure shock. harry styles had been dreaming about you? everything had suddenly made a lot more sense, why he stopped in his tracks when he first came on stage, him looking at you the nearly the whole show, the interaction during the show.

"i'm sorry i'm just at a complete list of words, are you sure it's me?" you lightly laughed in disbelief.

"positive, it's been driving me insane trying to figure out who you were. i shouldn't even tell you this but we actually wrote a song about you earlier today. do you want to read the lyrics? i feel like now i know you i have to ask."

"holy shit what? i'm sorry i just did not anticipate any of this, i mean yeah obviously!"

harry stood up and grabbed one of his bags, starting to dig in it to find the lyrics. once he found them he handed the page to you, watching your face as you read it though. he couldn't tell if you were happy with it or not, you showed absolutely no emotions.

your mind was screaming with thoughts though, in the weirdest way it did feel like this song was written about you. regardless of knowing it was entirely about you. you somehow weren't uncomfortable at all, sure you were bursting at the seams with anxiety but you weren't uncomfortable. you had actually felt extremely safe around harry.

"i'm so sorry, i'm just having a hard time wrapping my head around this all. this is an amazing song though, i love it a lot." you told him, unsure of what to say.

"thank you i really appreciate it coming from the girl it's about. i cant believe you're here, it's hard to wrap my head around too." harry said, not sure if he'd regret it his next words next but he felt in his bones he wouldn't.

"do you want to get breakfast tomorrow with me? i have to leave america tomorrow night but i'd love to talk to you more. you intrigue me more than i'd like you too." harry asked you, also slightly confessing feelings.

your jaw dropped for what felt like the millionth time that night, harry styles had just asked you out on a date. harry styles had also wrote a song about you. you were going feral inside your head, but kept your composure as normal as possible.

"i'd love too! i cant believe any of this right now, i'm sorry i'm truly in such disbelief."

"here, put your number in my phone so i can text you later tonight with details and just to have, maybe i'll get crazy and write another song about you." harry laughed as he handed you his phone.

you didn't realize it had almost been an hour since you came into the room to meet harry, hoping your friend wasn't going batshit. you handed his phone back to him, standing up.

"i've gotta go before my friend falls asleep on your couch. thank you so much for this all tonight."

"of course y/n, it was a pleasure to properly meet you tonight. i hope to see you tomorrow. give me a moment to write something for your friend" harry said, giving you a hug as he said it.

he grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a few things on it, giving it to you for your friend.

"see you tomorrow harry" you said one last time, giving him another hug.

"see you tomorrow y/n."

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Twilight but college outtakes PLEASE

from the WIP list

so i thought this was the twilight au but it's actually the time i decided to rewrite twilight but set in college and dont ask me why, i got so far into it and then was like "stephenie meyer will probably write this herself 10 years from now anyway so this is just a huge waste of time"

so i'll just talk about the twilight college au i started writing for ed and stede instead which is way more interesting anyway

stede is an english major, sophmore year transfer, and finds out about edward through an on-campus exhibit from the art and fashion students and is FASCINATED by ed's designs. so he asks his roommate buttons if he knows who this ed teach guy is and buttons is like. ah.........the vampire

so stede thinks he should ask someone else for answers instead

meanwhile, ed happens to read the latest issue of the campus literary journal and LOVES stede's work in it

stede loves going to museums by himself and his student ID gets him free admission to the local one, and he ends up at an exhibit of clothing through history at the same time as ed (there's a joke in here somewhere about some of those clothes being ed's which he alludes to)

(very annoying when your fave dress gets robbed out from under you by fucking historians)

here have some dialogue i threw in the outline:

and then they talk all night until the sun comes up and ed suddenly has to leave

stede can tell that ed's hiding something but he's not about to ask questions and scare off the only person he's ever met who finds him interesting. and you know, ed starts designing stuff outside of assignments that he wants to see stede in, maybe, if he wants. and that's where they're at when stede invites ed to this halloween party, bc he's afraid to go alone but it'd be nice if he knew one other person there, and he knows ed isn't really into the whole party scene so like, no pressure if he's not interested, and it's a costume party so--

ed says no and stede tries (and fails) to pretend that he's not heartbroken about it

stede goes to the party bc fuck it, he cant go through college with just ONE friend and his roommate -- and surprise surprise, who walks through the door but one ed teach, dressed as a slutty vampire. ed's changed his mind apparently! and they almost kiss! but ed runs away at the last minute

so then it's like. WEIRD. bc they're obviously into each other but ed has this Secret. and stede's oblivious but he's not COMPLETELY stupid so he figures it out but just.....doesn't say anything. and then ed is finally like. stede i have to tell you something, dont freak out. in his head, stede is like "oh god he's going to say he has a boyfriend he's going to say he has a GIRLFRIEND--" and ed's all "im not human" and stede lets out this massive sigh of relief to which ed says ?????

so like, okay, ed's a vampire but he's like, single. right? so. nbd. ed keeps waiting for stede to freak out but, honestly? it's stede. this is fucking weird but it's HIM. so now that weirdness is out of the way, they have this INTENSE UST. like. everyone around them can't even look at them, they want to fuck each other so bad. ed's best friend izzy's about to have a rage stroke despite also being a vampire. and eventually stede's like. so. are we like. just not going to have sex. that's fine!! i'd just like to know

ed's all ??? stede i could LITERALLY kill you, i thought that would be enough of a deterrent. but stede TRUSTS him. and ed wants him BAD. so they try

stede comes out of it covered in bruises of course, and ed is HORRIFIED. but stede tells him that he's a grown fucking man and can make his own choices and ed's not going to decide for him what he wants. so then there's maybe another week where they're sort of mad at each other but stede's trying to give ed space and ed's trying not to hurt stede but like, they're the last people on earth who could ever keep their hands off each other long term, so they have sex again. and it's hot and it's desperate and it's filthy but this time stede doesn't have bruises

oh also i know this is a twilight au but ed has fangs bc he HAS to. let's just say he has a glamour that hides them from regular people

meanwhile izzy is Big Mad and now ed's broken the Cardinal Rule of Being a Vampire (dont tell humans, and if you do, dont KEEP THEM AROUND) so he goes to the volturi about it, and ed's forced to decide between killing stede or turning him. they have a month.

and like, stede's down immediately, obviously. just turn me into a vampire, easy. this rocks. but ed, who's been a vampire for so long that he's tried multiple ways to kill himself at this point is convinced that it's a sentence worse than death. except he doesn't say it this way so stede thinks that the man he loves would rather the volturi kill him than spend forever together

but then these two idiots clear that up and ed's all "i dont want to doom you to an eternity of boredom" and stede says some gross romantic shit like "how much of a torment can immortality be if i spend it by your side?"

and then stede bcomes a vampire and he finally gets to fuck ed and they live happily ever after, the end

#scarrlet answers

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bloodiegawz · 9 months

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AND IIIF YOU HAVE A MINUTE WHY DONT WE GO

TALK ABOUT IT SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW

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runmeover-pls · 1 year

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Jeongin(I.N) x male! reader: Kiss♡

I'm truly sorry if this wasnt what you wanted ,also I had the idea from a true experience my friend had(the past)😭!! Also like I lost the request but thankfully I ss(screenshot) it and high school au🙀🙀🙀

Warning(s): Cursing,cringey writing, arguement?, very ooc skz, uh a bit of making out d

Extra: [S/N] : Song name

Blue : I.N thinking

Pink: You thinking

~Past

You were out with the boys, including Jeongin who in which is the person you plan to confess to. You didn't know that Jeongin had a girlfriend, no one told you, nor did anyone talked about him having a romantic partner. You went to the ice-skating rink first. "M/N !!" You heard a voice call out for you. You looked back and it was Chan, he was running up to you. At his back you could see Felix and, him, Jeongin. "Oh, Chan!" "Hello !!" Felix waved at you while running towards you to catch up with Chan too. And then Jeongin who just walked up to you three, was silent, waiting for the others. You, Chan and Felix talked to catch up on what's been going on with their lives. It was a shock that the usually loud Jeongin, was too quiet now. He was on his phone, probably texting the others. "Hey, what's up with him?" You whispered to Chan who just shrugged. Only Minho, Changbin and Chan, your three most trusted friends, knew that you were going to confess to him.

Few minutes later, Minho, Jisung, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Changbin arrived. "Hey you all" Jisung called out for you four. You looked at the newly-arrived members "Yo Jisung! Its good to see that were all here" it was rare to see all nine members of the group to be together. "Can we go now ice-skating now?" Jeongin finally spoke up, harsh. Hyunjin and Minho look at him as if he said the most racist thing. "Bro what the fuck it's not like you're paying, M/N hyung is, so can we at least catch up and have a talk first?" Hyunjin spat at him, in quite the tone. 'Huh? M/N hyung is paying?, I thought Chan' Jeongin thought Chan is the one paying for all nine of you all, oh he was wrong. "Oh, M/N hyung is paying. Eh I can wait" Jeongin said even thought Hyunjin talked at him like that, normally he would talk back at Hyunjin but this time he isn't, He was talking about the M/N L/N, the guy hes inloved with but he thinks he would never get the chance to be with you. Little does he know, you also liked him back.

~Time skip because I already said to much(still the past).

You guys were now outside the ice-skating rink. You looked at Jeongin and tapped him on the shoulder and he looked back. "Say Jeongin, can you come with me for a bit?" You asked him politely, and he nodded and you grabbed his wrist, not too harshly just like normal and dragged him somewhere quiet. "So? Why did you got me here??" He asked, impatiently, afraid that the other might wait for too long. "I've got to tell you something. " you said sternly with a straight face, it would send shivers down his spine because you weren't the type of guy whose that serious. "Hmm, well what is it?" He wanted you to tell him what's happening. 'Okay, dont panic, you're just gonna tell your feelings to him.... ah fuck it, here it goes' you thought while fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "Okay, here goes nothing, Yang Jeongin. I feel butterflies whenever I'm with you, my heart skips a beat whenever your hand roam my body and I've felt something for you that I've never felt with other people. Jeongin, I know you're one of my closest friend, and it may be weird but. I like you. Maybe even inlove with you." you rambled about how you felt for him. He just stood there, in shock, he did like you back but he has a girlfriend.

"Oh- uhm, I dont know what to say. I do like you back, it's just that I am.. dating.. Your cousin, Rosé.. I'm sorry" He spoke up, not knowing what to say. "Oh, I see, it's fine. I didnt expect you to actually like me back but again it's alright." You eventually ripped out from your sore throat. Silence occured for a few seconds, until he asks "So.. can we go back now?" "Yeah, let's go" And just like that, you're both now with the others, after confessing to him.

~Present

You both are dancing partners for an upcoming dance competition, practicing on songs that is appropriate for the competition. "Ahh shit is tiring" you complained. "Yeah it is. Why did we even picked this song??? Also why the fuck are we even dance partners???" He asked, even while dancing to the rhythm of [S/N]. "Shit, dont ask me, ask the teachers I dont know why were teammates" you eventually told him, having no clue why you both are team mates. One and a half hours of training passed and you both decides that its break. "I'll go buy food from the canteen, won't be there for long." You were at the door, going outside. "Wait! I'll come with you" Jeongin shouted out, not too loud. "Hm? Alright then, let's go" you said.

While you both were walking in the hallway, you thought, "Oh shit did he already broke up with Rosé" because you saw your cousin kissing a girl. "Say Innie, did you broke up with Rosé?" You asked Jeongin, he looked up from his phone to look at you, while answering you "Yeah, she's an ass I swear, and she likes girls now". After getting(buying) food, you both went to the dance room back. You were supposed to eat alone in the dance room while Jeongin is with the boys, but he decides to stay with you. "Hmm, Innie, do you still like me?" You ask him out of the blue. You look at him while he was eating. Hes flushed. His face is bright red. "Heh hes still cute as I remembered" "Uhm... well, yeah, I really feel like I'm falling for you more every day." He told you, calmly. "Oh, well then, do mind if.." You said while leaning to him, eventually kissing him. He submits to you, letting you dominate him. Your tongue went inside his wet cavern. Seconds pass that felt like years, you both finally departed. "Hmm... Will you go out with me and be my boyfriend, M/N hyung?" He asks, looking at you as if hes lovesick. "Aww I finally got you to ask me out!, and yes, I'm willing to go out with you and be the one for you" you answered him.

And now you are happily dating the person you're inlove with.!

Well that's the end, hoped you all enjoyed, once again. Sorry for the wait!!

~Yo 'beloved' Yin

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