#and so my friend bought me ticket 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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I bought tickets for the Scotland comic con in October cause I’m like damn I’m 27 and back in the spn swamp after 10 years and I’ve had a really really shitty year so you know what?? If I can’t be happy at least 15 year old me can. I remember looking at tickets for jus in bello FOUR with my friend like wth!!!!! If you’re a teenager or like early 20s I just want to let you know that time is gonna start moving by real fast real soon so take literally every opportunity for an experience or you will regret it!!!!! Unfortunately you probably won’t understand what I mean until you’re my age lol. Sorry for the rant/ existential crisis but Anyways my question is whether I should get a photo with Jensen or Jensen and Misha????? I kind of want both lmao but that’s really really expensive 🥹
#honestly if you read all of that gold star⭐️#and also sorry#supernatural#spn#jensen ackles#misha collins#comic con scotland
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rambling in the tags ignore me
#immm sooodisbsndjsidnn#friend bought me a ticket to see my favorite band who i haven't seen since 2019#and i was devastated last year bc i couldn't go and it was their first tour back from a long hiatus#and then the prices for this years tour was too much for me#so now i was even more upset#and their tour started last night and i was like okkkk if this one specific song is on the setlist i will go#and it was on the setlist and i was sitting here trying to figure out how the hell imma get a damn ticket#and so my friend bought me ticket 🥹🥹🥹🥹#and now i'm seeing them a month from today 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹#🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹#i'm going alone and i have to make freebies but im just so excited ive been sitting here ugly crying even though they aren't the best seats#im still gonna be there and im just SOOOOOOOOO#WAAAHHH#sorry i needed to let this out im just SO excited OKAY this is a very big deal for me#i haven't been to a concert in a year#and im just#like yall november is such a hard month for me#i needed this so bad#okay anyway lemme shut up shshsjsjsxkssj
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Hi! I saw your "Wise Words" fic and got so excited because it was inspired by one of my favorite songs by miss blondie herself 🤣 And I loved your writing so much I thought I could request for a fic if that's okay 🥹
So the "Vigilante Shit" performance in the Eras Tour has been stuck on my mind for AGES (and for good reason) and I was thinking...what if reader is a dancer and is besties with Eddie, and he sees her perform like THAT for the first time...I wonder how he would react and keep his shit together lmaooo
Can't wait to read whatever masterpiece you come up with! Ahhh thank you and ilysm ❤️
oh this one was lethal. checked my notifs at like 10pm and bam! I was off!!! and now it’s like 2am lol. I loved writing this - I took some creative liberties because I do not know a damn thing about dance but I hope it’s okay! thank you for the request (and your lovely kind words) ♡
contains fem!reader, dancer!reader, best friend!Eddie, best friends to lovers, bad knowledge of dance (it shows), fluff. 3k-ish
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The heat beneath your cheeks can’t be kept at bay. You’re all flushed, palms clammy the way they used to get before recitals.
It has been years since stage fright could even try to get the better of you. Too many hours spent in front of crowds - whether they be three people small, parents and siblings crammed into your living room, or hundreds big, it doesn't matter to you anymore. You know this is all there is for you, moving across a stage like you own it.
Today is an exception. You’re standing - hiding - behind the curtain, nose inches from the deep blue velvet, right on cue but without your guts or your confidence. There’s a gaping hollowness there instead. You’re nervous.
It’s not like nerves have completely escaped you before now. On stage you’re stoic, but in life you’re… Less than self-assured. Especially when it comes to boys, or rather one boy in particular.
“Hey,” someone whispers to your left, “you’re up in five.”
Seconds. She means five seconds. Soon, the curtain will lift, and you’ll be released into the open arms of cheering onlookers, and you’ll have to try your hardest not to look for him among them.
You hear the familiar rattle of the rope mechanism somewhere distant, the lowering sandbag and the gear up high, and then the light descends at your feet. The fluorescence is blinding as the curtain lifts above your face, but this is easy. Comparatively, holding yourself together here, on this stage, is child’s play. Holding yourself together in front of him? Not so much.
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“I thought you’d be happy!”
Eddie stands at the foot of your bed with his hands on his hips. You’re recoiling, knees up at your chin, at the headboard, whinging something cruel about this surprise he’s been keeping from you.
“I am, it’s just-”
“What are you hiding from me?” he asks, smiling, coy like he knows already.
He doesn’t. If it goes your way, he never will.
“Nothing!” you exclaim, too enthusiastically. “Nothing, I just…”
“Just what?” He’s getting impatient; he’s started pacing again.
“It’s nothing, Eds. I am happy. I promise.”
“Good,” he says, grinning. It’s a smile you love dearly, and if this is something that encourages it, so be it. “Nance is coming, too. We got four tickets, so Rob and Steve are gonna try and get the night off.”
Before you can protest he’s throwing himself onto your bed, chest-first, his arms winding around your calves and squeezing a shriek out of you.
“I’m so excited,” he tells you, muffled, face stuffed into the comforter by your feet. “How’ve we been friends all this time’n I’ve never seen you dance?”
“You have,” you respond, absentmindedly threading your fingers through his hair, nails gentle on his scalp. You feel him relax into your mattress and you smile.
“The club doesn’t count,” he says, turning onto his cheek to look up at you. “I don’t even know what kinda dancing it is.”
“You bought a ticket,” you giggle, “surely you saw the name?”
“Yeah,” he says, a little confused, “but what the fuck is chair dancing?”
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Before Eddie even makes it inside the club, he knows he’s sticking out like a sore thumb.
“Nance,” he whispers, bending ever so slightly so he’s closer to her ear, “where the fuck are we?”
“Shut up,” she says, laughing her breezy laugh and lifting her shoulder to brush him off playfully.
He’s out of his depth, surrounded by a strange concoction of people - plenty of gaggles of young women, sashes reading bride to be or birthday girl, as well as innocuous older men, distinguished in their suits and pressed shirts, speaking to each other in hushed tones.
Where the fuck is he?
The line gets shorter, and inside the door, once they’re past the lacklustre bouncers, Nancy hands their tickets over and Robin takes her by the arm, giggling with her as they descend the stairs.
Eddie eyes the posters along the walls - comedy shows, open mics, oddly themed club nights - but doesn’t find what he’s looking for.
The four of them emerge into a dimly lit room, where small tables hold even smaller lamps and are surrounded by leather chairs. He feels a firm hand on his shoulder and turns to see Steve looking at Nancy and Robin.
“Okay, girls, find us a seat, me’n Eddie’ll get us drinks.”
Eddie follows him wordlessly through to the bar, where a cheerful - and very pretty - woman takes their order from Steve, who turns to him as she wanders off.
“Hey,” he murmurs, dipping closer, “what’s up with you?”
Eddie groans and holds his head in both hands, elbows on the bar. “I don’t know,” he says into his palms.
Steve’s hand is back on his shoulder, firm again, grounding. “She’s great, you know.”
Eddie twists to peek at him. “You’ve seen her before?”
“Only practising. I was over at their apartment and she was in the living room.”
Eddie groans again, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his palms. “I feel… Nervous, for some reason.”
Beside him, Steve laughs, boisterous and accompanied by a squeeze at his shoulder.
“You should be,” he tells him, “she’s hot shit, Munson. Better be careful, or she’ll be gone before you can catch her.”
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The music is your favourite part of dancing.
The dancing itself is fun, of course, but it’s nothing without the bass beneath your feet, the smooth curves of sound that seem to run straight through you like a livewire. You like all of it: jazz, rock, country, even metal, when Eddie’s playing it. But there’s something about that sultry kind of pop, the darkness and the sharpness, that turns you into some type of marionette, moving almost without thinking to the sound of gutsy women.
That’s doing yourself a disservice, of course; you’re a good dancer. You’re an excellent dancer. Eddie’s just never seen it before, and suddenly you’re quite sure you’re about to trip over your own feet.
The thrumming bassline distracts you for a flash, and you look over at the other dancers. You move seamlessly between one another, bare legs weaving and feet precise. Your hands lift in the air and run down your body, feeling the intricate beading of the handmade bodice gifted to you by the director. Every nerve is on fire, hyper-responsive and humming with energy. You flip your hair, bend at the hips, move your mouth in time with the lyrics.
Your hand curls around the cold metal of the chair at the front of the stage, and as you lift your leg, planting a heel firmly on the seat, you forget there’s anyone watching, let alone him.
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Eddie’s knee stopped bouncing the moment that the curtain shifted.
He loves music, but while you’ve made him listen to his fair share of pop, he’s never heard anything like this. It’s darker than the other stuff. Sexier, even.
His mind empties as the bass kicks in and the curtain hits its peak. There’s a line of dancers, each one beautiful and sparkling under the spotlights, but once his eyes find you there may as well be no one else in the room.
He knows what it’s like to be on a stage - the lights are too bright, the act of performing too consuming; trying to spot someone in a crowd is almost futile. And yet, for the first time in his life, he feels that insatiable urge to be noticed. For you to look over, meet his eye, and shoot him a wink or smile at him the way you do when he picks you up from work.
The way you move up there is unlike anything he has ever seen before. He knows you’ve been dancing your whole life, and when you’re out with friends you still move effortlessly, often emboldened by liquid courage and a good song, but even his wildest dreams - of which there have been many - could not have prepared him for this.
Your body moves with its curves, swaying and bending in a way that seems so natural on you. There’s a confidence he’s rarely seen before, and it’s electrifying, lighting him up from the inside.
“Isn’t she amazing?!” Nancy whispers beside him.
“Yeah,” he breathes, eyes tied to you. Every move you make is slow, methodical, intentional. You lift your legs, tilt your hips, curl your arm upwards like you’re made of water, and Eddie is thirsty.
He feels the warmth of Steve’s chest pressing into his shoulder. “Dude,” he whispers in Eddie’s ear, “shut your mouth. Gonna catch flies or something.”
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Three songs isn’t many, but holding your own body weight the way you have to takes its toll, and the oppressive warmth of the dressing rooms only make you sweatier. So you race through your post-show routine, saying quick goodbyes to your friends and hanging the bodice carefully on the hanger with your nametag. On quick but tired feet you race through the dimly lit corridors, thankful for the simplicity of your sneakers, in search of the fire escape and some fresh air.
You know he’ll be out here. Part of you longs to linger inside, wait it out until you think he might have left with the rest of them, but you know it’s no use. He’d wait for you all night if you made him, and you’re not in the business of making Eddie Munson wait.
With your bag slung over one shoulder, you push firmly on the bar across the fire door and emerge into the dark alley, the air crisp - just the way you like it. The smell of pot and cigarette smoke drifts and you hear the familiar hum of late-night conversation from around the corner, so you close the door softly and follow it.
As you round the front of the small building, you’re met by thick, strong arms around your middle, lifting you into the air with a force you couldn’t fight even before a full dance routine. You squeal, your feet kicking up behind you, finding the shoulders of your friendly attacker.
“Here she is!” Steve booms, his voice a little muffled by your stomach.
“Steve,” you pant, grinning too wide to make the v sound properly, “let me down.”
He gives you one last squeeze and relents, lowering you slowly until your feet hit solid ground. You’re still grinning and he is, too, beaming at you so wide you can hardly bear it.
“You did good, kid,” he tells you, foregoing his boisterous grip around your waist for a gentle squeeze to your bicep.
“Thanks,” you breathe, eyes drifting as Robin and Nancy weave between the two of you and descend, fawning over you, giggling like children.
“You were so good!”
“Why’d you never tell us you could do that?”
“And that suit, oh my god-”
“Y’know the redhead? Do you think you could maybe-”
“Robin, stop it-”
“What?! She was hot! I'm only asking.”
“Hey,” Nance suddenly hisses, smiling something cruel and cunning, “someone else wants to congratulate you.”
She looks quickly over her left shoulder and you follow her eye line, finding Eddie standing a few feet away with his back to the wall and a cigarette at his mouth.
“We’re gonna head over there,” she tells you, nodding at a bar across the street. “Come find us, yeah?”
They saunter away, looking smug as ever, arms looped as they cross the street. You watch them go until you feel the phantom of someone behind you. It comes with the distinct scent of smoke, and underneath it you catch the bright, fresh smell of his washing powder.
“Hi,” you whisper as you turn to him. He looms over you a little, his head blocking the streetlamp so he looks like a haloed angel.
“Hey,” he says and you’re taken aback, because there’s a waver there. Something like nerves, except this is Eddie, and Eddie doesn’t get nervous. You do enough of that for the both of you. “You, uh… You were really good.”
“Thanks,” you say, smiling.
“I mean it,” he says, the words coming out all together like he might have stopped himself if he’d taken too long. “So good. I had no idea you… I didn’t know you could dance like that.”
“It makes me a bit nervous, I guess.”
“It shouldn’t,” he says without a beat. “You looked amazing.”
You smile at him, a little lost in this sea of nice words. Standing on the sidewalk outside a dingy dance club, under the gaze of your lovely best friend, what are you supposed to say?
“I saw you,” you tell him, voice quiet.
“Huh?”
“I was obviously concentrating, it was just a second, but you looked… Entertained.”
He looks down at his shoes, at where the toes of his boots meet your sneakers, and scratches the back of his neck. You dip your head down slightly to catch him forcing down a smile.
“It’s okay,” you laugh, “it’s kinda the point.”
“I know,” he says, laughing too, though it’s a nervous, unsure sound. “I know, I just…”
He can’t meet your eye. It’s worrying you, pulling your gut apart to make space for that black hole of panic. You stand back up straight and pull your bag up further onto your shoulder.
“I, uh, they went over there,” you tell him coldly. He looks up at you, still stooped a little like he’s being told off. “I’m gonna go meet them, um… You coming?”
You’re backing away on uncertain feet, suddenly acutely aware of the aches buried deep within your muscles and the burn of the soles of your feet.
“Wait,” he says, reaching out to wrap his fingers around your arms. You stop moving but look away, too filled with those wretched nerves to face him.
“Wait a second, I just…” He’s panting, stumbling, and you have no idea why. “I can’t… Fuck, sweets, I need to-”
“Eddie,” you snap, patience wearing thin.
He looks at you again, and you see it: the wavering of nerves in his eyes, though they’re hiding from you in the dark, dissipates into something deeper. Some miniscule movement of muscle in his face tells you everything, and yet you hang onto every word regardless.
“I lost my shit when you came out from behind that curtain,” he begins, a hand on each of your bent arms now, shifting lower to cradle your elbows. “I couldn’t… It was like my head went empty, except all that was bouncing around in there was this, like… Bouncy ball of regret.”
You can’t help but giggle. This fucking boy.
“I know, I know,” he says, smiling again, slowly stitching the rip in your anxious gut back together, “but it’s true, I can’t… I can’t believe I left it this long, and I can’t fucking believe it took me seeing you like that to get it together, I… I feel like a fucking teenager. But I just… I need you to know you looked so fucking hot up there.”
He’s as close as he can be without crashing into you. His hands are drifting and returning, like he’s restraining himself, but he has managed to walk you backwards so you’re sandwiched between his body and the wall.
“I-” you begin, though you’re the one with the empty head now and you have no intention of finishing your sentence.
“You can head over there,” he says, tilting his head just so towards the bar, “no questions asked. And I’ll go home and leave you alone for a while, if that’s what you want. I just…” He lets his left hand leave your arm finally, and you let out a weak breath. He hovers over your hip, not touching but definitely there.
You hear him, but you don’t move, aside from letting your arm straighten so your bag can drop to the floor. There are people hovering around, loitering after the show, but you couldn’t care less, because Eddie’s knee is knocking yours and his hand has finally landed on your hip and his mouth is so close to your ear you could die.
“Eddie,” you breathe.
“Yeah, sweets?”
Looking down at you like this, Eddie doesn’t know how he’s kept his composure all these years. He really did feel quite stupid for being moved to act by seeing you on stage like that, but now that he’s this close, so close he could kiss you, he’s not feeling too bothered anymore. You’re looking back at him with wide eyes and your mouth’s in a slight pout and, god, maybe he could kiss you after all.
You crane your neck and lift up on tiptoes until your nose bumps his. You feel him smile and you smile back, until his lips brush yours and you’re knocked silly.
This feels a lot like dancing. Less like the dancing you do now; more like the dancing you did when you were younger, the more traditional kind shared between two people. A duet of movement that, once perfected, feels completely natural.
You’re no traditionalist, but you’re happy to let Eddie lead this one.
When he finally gives in and bridges the gap you whimper, because his knee is settled between both of yours and his hands are spread wide across either side of your hips, and you feel just as warm as you had running through the corridors. There’s the same sense of relief, though, that you’d felt opening that door.
He doesn’t linger, pulling back after only a few seconds.
“Thanks,” you say. He laughs.
“What, for that?”
“No,” you respond, smiling again. It won’t go away; maybe you’re stuck with it. You think about your grandfather and how he told you that if the wind changed, you’d be stuck making that face forever. “For coming to see me.”
He leans back in and kisses you again, more playful this time, firm at first and then dotting them like bursting stars around your mouth.
“You’re amazing,” he says. “So amazing.”
“So you’ll come see me again?”
“Every night, if you’ll have me.”
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Hello!! Can I have a request about Steve with best friend! Reader to take on vacation.
And reader drift off in the way, and Steve couldn't stop staring at her and smile omg like a golden retriever 🤧🤧🤧
Maybe he offer his jacket so that she won't catch a cold.
Maybe he steals a sweet kiss but who knows...
Maybe he wants more and he'a planed to cross the line and confess... 🥹🥹🥹
Anyway, wish you have a good day and you have the right to change any plot.
Love ya 🫶🫶🫶
Thank you for the request!💖 I hope you like it and That it’s what you had in mind! Please Let me know if it’s okay <3
Love ya!
Take the risk
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve is your best friend, always has been. Until he takes you on a vacation and everything changes.
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: bestFriend!Steve Rogers x Reader
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none 🥰
Keep in mind English is not my first language! There could be some mistakes-let me know.
„What do you mean you bought two tickets to Hawaii? Are you insane Rogers?", you asked your friend in disbelief . It's great news-of course, but who buys tickets without asking first, if someone could actually come? Apparently Steve did.
His cheeks turned a pretty rosy colour. He shrugged. "Well, it was cheep and these were the last two, so...yeah. We'll spend your birthday in Hawaii-surprise?", he said kind of squeamish and embarrassed. Yet there was a small smile on his face. You couldn't be mad at that. Especially not at him. It was a great gift-even though you really didn't want to know the price. It probably would give you a heart attack.
Steve Rogers was a dork.
But he was your dork.
Well, not really. You wished it'd be like that, but you're friends. Really, really close friends. Natasha always teased you about your friendship-Bucky did the same to Steve, but you didn't know that. Everyone around you knew you had feelings for Steve-and vice versa.
"You're an idiot, Steve. God, I love you so much", you laughed and hugged him. Steve's heart jumped, while he embraced you. He really wished you'd mean it. Actually he tried to tell you many times he loved you-for the past few months he tried to give you a hint. But you were clueless-or maybe you just didn't want to hurt him and always brushed it off?
He ignored his inner doubts.
"I love you too", he mumbled in your hair.
You both imagined how it would be, if the other one meant it.
The next three days were pretty stressful, but at the same time you couldn't stop grinning. Two weeks with Steve in Hawaii. Just the two of you. How would you even survive it? Well, actually you were with him most of the time. You were roommates, so you saw each other every day. But it was Hawaii-you had no idea how it'd go. Especially since Steve would be walking around shirtless 24/7. You just knew it. He always did that in summer-what you didn't know, he did it for you.
Well, it's not like he expected you to jump him in the living room or something-even though he wouldn't be against it-but he hoped you'd at least maybe look at him. He really wanted to catch you looking.
You sat next to the window and looked at the clouds. A big smile crossed your lips. They were so beautiful and looked so...soft. Giggling you turned you head to Steve, only to meet his gaze. He was already looking at you-he did it for quite a while now. Just watching you look at the cloudy sky, smiling and giggling. His heartbeat was racing and stomach flip. God you were so pretty. It was hard to stay concentrated on something else-he just….he really loved you. You were so incredibly beautiful, from the inside and outside. The sparkle in your eyes, whenever you talked about your favourite things or the way you smiled at every dog you saw. It was so…wholesome. You took his breath away. Every time he looked at you. God. Why couldn’t he just kiss you right-
„What?", you asked confused. Steve blushed immediately. He didn’t mean to stare. "Nothing,...you wanted to tell me something?", he quickly changed the subject. It worked, since you instantly pointed out of the window. A huge grin on your face. "Look at the clouds! They look so fluffy. Like a white bunny-and god how tiny the buildings are. You can't really see them. Wow...", you mumbled and looked back to Steve.
Grinning he leaned closer over you, to look at the view. He loved sitting next to the window-but he knew you've never been on a plane before, so he wanted you to give the best experience.
While he was so close to you, you had to hold yourself from smelling him. He always smelled so nicely. It was...fresh and clean but also just completely Steve. You couldn't explain it. But it was nice.
Slightly you leaned your head against Steve's shoulder. "Thank you, Steve", you mumbled. Before he was able to answer, a stewardess came over to the two of you. "Can I bring you something to drink, lovebirds?", the friendly lady asked with a professional smile. You could feel yourself blush. Steve's cheeks also had a darker shade, but he didn't say anything to correct the woman. "Just water, if that's okay", you said and couldn't keep yourself from leaning slightly more against Steve.
After she left, Steve started grinning, but didn’t say anything. He wanted to enjoy the few seconds of your not existing relationship. It was quite funny how often people mistook you for a couple; at restaurants, in clubs, in the cinema, parks,…literally everywhere. Even your parents asked if you were together, after they found out about the vacation. Again. They asked it every time you talked about Steve.
After a while of watching out of the window you took your book and decided to read, while Steve leaned his head against your shoulder an decided to take a nap. “But if you snore, I’ll kick you out of this seat”, you teased him-to his defensive, he only snored once while you slept in the same bed. You fell asleep with him after watching a movie and woke because of his loud snoring-it never happened before and never afterwards, but you teased him for it endlessly.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it. It won’t get away any time soon, I guess”, he mumbled against your skin. You felt his lips brush against your throat while he spoke-god did this made breathing become harder. It was nothing sexual, yet you felt your heartbeat quicken. “Sleep well, Stevie”, you said quietly in his hair.
It didn’t took long for him to fall asleep. You could tell by the slower breathing, that he had fallen asleep.
It started to get darker outside an hour into reading the book, so you had to turn on the little light above, to read more-but you didn’t want to do that for to ling, just enough to finish the chapter. After you’d turn it off again, since the light would probably disturb some people.
While you were putting your book away, the stewardess came back. Still with a friendly smile on her face. You noticed her name tag said Emma. “Do you or your boyfriend want a blanket?”, she asked you quietly, as soon as she realised Steve was asleep. You nodded. “Yeah, two blankets please”, you mumbled. She left quickly to get the blankets.
You wiggled a bit around, to get a comfortable position, since you could already feel one of your legs being slightly numb. Of course this woke Steve up.
“Are we there?”, asked steve sleepily and look up, just to look out in the dark night sky. “No, Steve, I wanted to get more comfortable-but you can still lean on me. I don’t mind. And the stewardess will get us some blankets, then you can go back to sleep.” Steve nodded, while stretching a bit-as much as this was possible in this seat.
Exactly then came Emma back with the blankets. “I’m so sorry, but we have only one blanket left.“ “It’s completely fine, we don’t mind sharing”, said Steve friendly and took the blanket from the stewardess. She gave him a big friendly smile-friendlier than before. You didn’t really like it. “Yeah, we like cuddling”, you added. Emma’s smile became a big tighter. “Great. I’ll leave you to it, good night”, she said before disappearing.
Steve looked with a smug smirk to you. “We like cuddling, huh?”, he teased. “Shut up and just spoon me. I’m cold”, you mumbled and turned around as much as you could. Steve put the armrest up and slid closer to you. He put the blanket over your bodies, after which he put his arms around you. You couldn’t keep yourself from smiling slightly.
Steve gave you a quick kiss to your cheek. “Good Night”, he mumbled against your ear. “Night, Steve.”
He really hoped he’d be able to tell you how he felt. On this trip he planned to do it. Everything would be romantic, a real date with candlelight and soft music. He wanted to do it all right. With these thoughts in mind he slowly drifted back to sleep, still holding you close to his chest.
Within a few hours you entered the hotel Steve had booked. At the desk he got the keycard to your room and took your suitcases. “Let’s go, we can go out, to the beach or…maybe a restaurant? I haven’t planned the first day-“ “you have a plan for our time here?”, you laughed softly. It made Steve chuckle. “Kind of, yeah. I’m….well, if you won’t like it, we can do whatever you want and-” He started mumbling. You just pulled him in a hug. Steve hugged you back and buried his face in your hair.
After you got out of the elevator you walked into your room and-wow
Wow.
It was amazing. Beautiful.
The windows showed the beautiful beach close to your hotel. It was already late enough for the sun to be getting down, so the sunset was…incredibly beautiful. “Yeah, you’re right…incredibly beautiful”, Steve mumbled right next to you, looking at you. Apparently you had said your thoughts out loud. Sometimes this happened to you-and Steve loved it. It was…lovely. He liked it. Like everything else about you.
“Let’s change and then we’ll go to the beach okay?”
And so you did.
After you put on your swimsuit and a comfortable dress over it, you left the bathroom to find Steve shirtless on the bed. You could feel yourself blush. “Steve. Where are your clothes.” Quickly he sat up and grinned a bit. “Well, I’m wearing shorts, isn’t that enough?”, he laughed. You shook your head lightly but could keep a grin of your face, while you grabbed one of his shirt from his suitcase and threw it at him.
Within a couple of minutes you were already walking along the beach. Luckily there weren’t many people around. It was colder than you expected but still warm enough to go swim. The sunset was beautiful. Many red, Orange and purple colours. Steve would love to paint it.
You laid out the blanket and sat down with Steve. For a while none of you said anything. Just enjoying the comforting silence. It felt really good. Even though Steve inner artist just wanted to draw the beautiful sunset, he couldn’t stop looking at you. You were just…he couldn’t put your beauty into words. After all this time, after so many years of your friendship, he still couldn’t believe how you haven’t found the one.
Well,
he didn’t know you already did.
You were sitting right next to him.
After a while you two took of your clothes, to go into the water. “The last one in the water is a rotten egg!”, you pushed Steve to the ground and run ahead. Behind you you could hear Steve laugh, while he followed.
“You cheated! You little cheater”, Steve laughed, while he grabbed your waist and threw you over his shoulder. A surprised scream escaped your lips, while you held onto Steve for dear life. “I didn’t! I changed the rules!”, you laughed. Steve laughed one last time, before throwing you in the water. For a while you fooled around, till both of you felt to cold and the sun was already gone.
So you laid down on the blanket with Steve, while grabbing towels and drying yourself. “You know, this vacation is already great and it only the first day. I can’t wait what you’ve planned for tomorrow”, you muttered while leaning your head against Steve’s shoulder. He couldn’t keep himself from putting his arm around you. Your skin was could er compared to his. Immediately you cuddled up to him and put your arm around him.
Steve gave you a kiss on the head. “We can spend the day just…Checking in. Have a look at…everything…”, he mumbled in your hair.
Before you could answer, your whole body trembled because of the cold air. Of course Steve noticed, so he quickly took out his jacked, from the back the two of you brought with you and put around your shoulders. It made your heartbeat fasten. With a smile on your lips, you looked up to Steve. “Thank you”, mumbling you slid closer to him. Steve could feel himself blush, while he unintentionally leaned closer to you.
You felt your breath quicken. Your pulse racing. He was so close to you. If only you could…just lean closer…an kiss him.
And so you did. But before steve was able to react you pulled away. “Oh god”, you mumbled.
Shocked you looked into Steve’s beautiful blue eyes. He seemed as surprised as you-but then he smiled. This time, Steve pressed his lips softly to yours, while one of his hands found your cheek and stroke your cheekbone with his thumb. Your skin tingled everywhere he touched you. His lips were so…so soft. So kissable. The kiss felt amazing. Tender. And…soulful. You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. This made Steve smile as well.
Slowly he pushed you down on the blanket, while leaning over you. Once again the kisses started, but stayed as soft as they were before. There was no rush. Just the two of you. Two young people in love. Two racing hearts, finally together, after being for so long apart.
You put your arm around Steve’s neck, while he stopped kissing you, to once again gaze in your eyes. God, he finally kissed you…or the other way around, he didn’t know. It didn’t matter.
For a while you looked at each other. Just grinning like two idiots. Feeling your heartbeat racing like crazy.
“it wasn’t supposed to happen like that…”, he mumbled after a while, which made you draw your eyebrows together. Did he regret the kiss? Oh god, what if your understood it all wrong? But he -
Steve saw your hesitation and shook his head quickly. “No, no, no, no, not like that…I meant-I had it all planned. On your birthday. I made reservations in this amazing restaurant and…I told them to put a bouquet roses and candles on the table…”, Steve explained, while kissing your face. “…And I asked them to bring us champagne to our hotel room-it’s actually funny, I kinda…accidentally told them it’s our honeymoon while booking-well, it wasn’t on purpose, but I kind of started rambling and…god what am I talking about?”, he laughed, which also caught you to laugh.
“And what…what exactly would this be about? All of this?”, you asked quietly. Steve slightly smiled.
“I wanted to tell you, I love you, Y/N, wanted to ask you on a real date”, he said, while caressing your face. His words made you smile. Once again you pressed your lips to his, but the kiss endet quickly.
“I love you too, so, so much…and I’d like to go on a date. On my birthday. Just like planned.” Your words make Steve grin. He nodded immediately.
A shiver came over you. Of course Steve noticed.
This made you two decide to get back to your hotel.
After you both took a shower you laid together in bed. It wasn’t any different from any other time you slept together in a bed. Yet it still felt completely different. Because this time, you knew how you felt. You loved each other.
Smiling, you buried your face against Steve’s chest. It was the first time you could do this, without an excuses about being ‘to cold’, so you cuddled close against his warm skin. It felt amazing. Even though you hadn’t had the relationship-talk you knew you were a couple. Steve felt it. You felt it. It was this simple-only to bad you hadn’t had the guts to do it sooner.
„I love you, you dork“
„I love you, too, you slightly less of a dork.” Steve’s reply made you laugh.
You were perfect for each other. Everyone around you knew it-and finally so did the two of you.
If there’s anything that’s needs changing let me know!
I’m actually thinking about writing the date too, like a second part to this. Would you like reading it? :)
Requests are open!
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#steve rogers#steve rogers fanfiction#mcu#steve rogers fluff#steve rogers x you#steve rogers x y/n#steve rogers x female reader#steve rogers x reader#best friend Steve Rogers
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I realized I never posted this drawing here and since it's 15th anniversary of Friday the 13th remake, I think it's good opportunity to post it.
It has a very special meaning for me, soo... if you are not interested in my mumbling, you don't need to read the following text, just enjoy the drawing 😊
This art was made especially for For the love of horror, which I visited last November. It was a long journey and not exactly cheap one, but I'm really happy I decided to go.
I met so many amazing people, so many awesome cosplayers and of course the main reason, why without thinking, I bought the tickets and only after that I was trying to figure out how to get to Manchester (it's quite far from my country).. I met Derek himself! And even after those few months I still can't believe it really happened. I can't even express how happy I was, when I saw him. For real, he is the kindest person I have ever met! 🥹❤️
He gave each fan as much of his time as he could, because he wanted to be sure to make everyone happy and feel special and appreciated! Just seeing him interact with fans was a pure bliss!
I was so nervous, because my English is quite bad, but the moment he smiled at me and said Hello, how are you? , the worries were gone and I just talked to him like a friend. Even after all these years, he is still excited about his role as Jason and it was so endearing to see him talking about it so enthusiastically. He welcomed me in the horror family and we talked about our love for horror movies and of course about Friday the 13th.
At the end he hugged me and took a photo with me (he is so tall omg!!😳) and then he asked, what I want to have signed. I showed him this drawing and he was like "Oh my god, this is drawing? You did this? That's so cool! How did you do that?" I don't need to tell you how happy I was when I saw his reaction. And we spent another few minutes talking about drawing and art. He was so afraid of ruining it by signing it, it was so cute. 🥺
I also gave him one print as a gift, and he genuinely looked pleased. And then he gave me one extra signed poster for that! I couldn't believe it. What an incredible person! ❤️ What I heard from other fans, he was nice to them too and signed more than just one thing.
And the next day, when I went for the official photoshoot, he greeted me with big smile and "Oh hello again! How are you today?" I'm not sure if he really remembered me, but I felt special at that moment. 🥹
I asked him if I can hug him for the photo and he said Oh, of course! and gave me the warmest tightest hug ever. 😭
Such a sweet sweet man ❤️❤️
I would never have believed that I could meet some of my favourite slasher actors, because most of them are from US, which is far far away. I could only dream about that. But last year I saw several of them during two days and met two of them in person. Best decision ever!
Now when I feel sad or have mental breakdown, I remember this moment and it helps me to calm down. Because even if everything goes to shit, I will remember meeting and hugging Derek Mears, my favourite Jason and comfort character.❤️
And I also got a kiss from Michael Myers, but that's for another post. 🤭
Never stop believing in your dreams, because they can come true when you least expect it ♥
#I still can't recover 🤯#what an amazing experience#derek is an absolute sweetheart#i wish for all of you to meet him one day too#i guarantee it makes your day.month.year..#i'm so bad at storytelling in english sorry for that#i wish i was better writer#i'd love to show you the photos too but i'm not much comfortable to post my face 🙈#dootys mumbling#my art#dootys art#jason voorhees fanart#friday the 13th#friday the 13 anniversary#derek mears#for the love of horror
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I got tickets to twenty one pilots!!! I'm so excited omg!! Also shout out to my friend who bought tickets for me and one of our friends and DOES NOT WANT HIS MONEY BACK 😫😫😫🥹
#twenty one pilots#it's not technically his money#it's given from the government I don't know how to explain it without going inti details#but yeas it's still his and he doesn't want it back#crying
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i actually miss you so much here🧎🏻♀️
oh honey bee 🥺🤍 i miss you too 😭 thank you all soo much for all the wonderful messages everyone has sent in — there are so many of them, and i have read every single one and cried a little 🤧 i am so sorry that i don’t have the time to respond in detail to each one, but i am so so grateful and touched for all of them, and truly thank you for thinking of me 🌼 i hope you all have been doing well, and life has been treating you kindly 💛💛 it feels like coming home for the holidays after being away for so long 🥹
i finally logged back in today (after needing to reset the pw for this and for the email this blog is linked to oof) but i’m so out of the loop for kpop aside from shinee, bp, and taeyeon 🤧 i heard from alice that nct dream is touring !! 💘 i hope all of you were able to get tickets and i will live vicariously through you :’) and also hbd to renjun today !!!
a life update from me — i’ve been having the time of my life (minus some burnout from work but we won’t talk about that because it still pays the bills very well and then some), and i have long trips to japan with my friend and to australia to visit ti and steph coming up 💕 i have a fun work trip and a keshi concert with my friends including moon next month !! and i have two music festivals lined up for the summer already !!! dpr is coming to hitc nyc and i’m so sad that i’ll be out of the country when it happens but fingers crossed they come for the LA one ! and my friend just texted me a couple days ago about another music festival she randomly got tickets to so vegas here we gooo 🥳 and possibly a second vegas trip too that my other friend brought up today ??? also the usual weekend trips to LA, of course 🤩 omg and i saw jisoo irl up close at their concert and she is beautiful, and i can’t wait for her solo 🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻 and i’m currently blonde 🤧 my hair is really going through it like i first dyed it all lavender, then silver, then blonde, then i chopped it mid length and dyed it pink, then pastel pink, now it’s blonde, and it’ll be rose gold in two weeks !!! also i made like $5k from my investments and stocks, and i’m so incredibly proud of myself even though i know it’s not much compared to others :’) and i bought a chanel bag to celebrate my career milestone when i was promoted last year and got a big raise and bonus !!!! 🥳 i found the one i wanted after checking shops over the span of five months in like 8 cities and 5 countries djjdjkskd OH and i still hang out with els and she is still very much in l*ve with taeyong and jaehyun 💞 also blind boxes, specifically sanrio ones, have taken a chokehold on me thanks to els, and i’m still playing genshin so gacha addiction go brrr
tldr ; i’m really happy and content with where i’m at, and i sincerely hope from the bottom of my heart that every single one of you is experiencing the same amount, if not, even more, of happiness in your lives, honey bees 🤍🐝✨ as always, i’m sending you all my love and well wishes, ily all so so much 🌷🌷
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So I bought tickets to Käärijä's Allas Sea Pool concert that clashes with my best friend's birthday party.
I was so anxious that she was going to be annoyed with me.
I was like "I'm so sorry but I'm afraid I have to go to the Käärijä concert because I'm suddenly quite crazy about him and it's my only chance to see him live 😭😭😭 Please don't be angry with me! ❤️❤️❤️ I'll meet you before or after, I promise!"
And she understood 🥹
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LMFAO BESTIE I need to show you the Lavender / yeehaw-centric Birthday/Christmas gift my best friend gave me today 😭🪻
I’ve been talking her ear off about Lavender & all of your writing since June and she got me tickets to the RODEO????? I live in Australia I didn’t even know we HAD a rodeo HAHAHA
and she MADE me a cherry printed sundress???? which I 100% am going to be wearing ribbons in my hair with :’) And she got me cowboy boots and a grow your own Lavender set 🥹
also not pictured but she also bought me lavender buds so I can make the syrup to make lavender lattes 😭😭 (they’re very hard to come by in Aus and I haven’t had the chance to try one yet!)
I love her so much lol we’re ridiculous in the best way, thank you for your writing because it truly does bring the most chaotic individuals together 🥹💞 hope you’re having a nice festive season!!
OH MY GOD BESTIE!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!
This is incredible!!!! I love that you have a friend who is so thoughtful, I love that these stories have meant this much to you, I love that you're going to have this cool experience with someone you love. This is just amazing, thank you so so so so so much for sharing it with me!!!!
I hope y'all have the BEST TIME at the rodeo together and that you love the lavender latte! Also highly recommend adding lavender syrup to lemonade. It's delicious!
Thank you so so much for reading and loving these stories! It truly means the world ❤️
Love you!!!!! Merry Christmas!!!
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12월 27일 2023년
I think I wasn't able to post my first meeting with Chanyeol here on my blog.
This was back in October 1 during Ever Bilena's fanmeet at PICC. I heard the news last August after watching The Moon at MOA that they will bring Chanyeol again (his first visit for this year was the SC Back-to-Back con with Sehun). I wasn't really planning to go because I just got hired and I have no savings for cons or fan meets yet but my friend said she'll purchase the kits through Shopee and pay via SPay Later. Without having second thoughts, I immediately said "Go, purchase mo na din ako ng kit and tickets".
Come October 1st, I was soooo giddy because it's my first fan meet and I'm meeing my bias! It was also my first time to be surrounded by fellow EXO-Ls. Everything's new to me because I never had the chance to do or attend stuff like this with Bigbang. Everyone's cute and pretty, everyone's holding fan made merch and waving their Eribongs 🥹
I met up with Ghiel (the one who purchased the kits and tickets) along with her friends! We bought different tiers but Ghiel and I are seated together. I told her I might cry when I see Chanyeol and I did! Quite embarrassing but I was just so emotional meeting my bias in the flesh.
Chanyeol was just so precious the whole night. He's such an angel 🥹 I will treasure this moment forever!
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pleaseeee gush about your life. i love hearing people gush about their lives.🤭
lmao 😂 lemme fill you in then
soo i’ve been hella busy w school and all but, i don’t have school everyday, just 2-3 days out the week. but i still have to do school work everyday unfortunately. last night, my lovely man took me to this fire ass restaurant called Marcel and it’s so cute bc my first name is Marcelle🥰 so he picked me up and he got me a heart black box🥹 i’ve always wanted somebody to get me one of those lmao. the dessert was mad gooddd omg i had a Baked Alaska sooo good! they poured fire over it. basically they put a drink in like a pourer thing (?lmao) and got a match, lit it and put it in the drink, then spilled it over the baked alaska, the fire was blue tho. and we shared it cause it’s to sugary for me or him to eat it alone. but yeah, then we just drove around the city and vibed to music, it was beautiful☺️
i’ve also been working on business related stuff and i can’t wait for everything to come together. i’ve been getting used to atl, it’s a little different from houston so.. i bought my little sister a ticket to come visit me and that girl literally tap danced on my nerves the ENTIRE time 😭😭 she tryna act all brand new once our parents aren’t around… like girl we do not do that.. but i love her so it’s ok.
i’ve been tryna make new friends out here but people are weirdddddd so i’m good
yeah i just been going to school, working on stuff, chilling, hanging out w my bf, ordering mad stuff online LMAO. i order so much shit, it’s like christmas when i get them cause i never remember what it is i ordered 😂freedoms of living by myself 😌
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I have a very small circle with people I consider to be my closest and dearly lived friends. One of them I met a little over a year ago. Do you wanna guess where? From the comments under Be Still Just For Me. She lives 11ish hours away from me by car but her husband bought her a plane ticket for Christmas to come see me for a week. 🥹 this will be our first time meeting. I’ve never had a true online friend before but I can say without a doubt this is one of my best friends. We text all the time and FaceTime a bunch and watch anime together on ft and read together and sometimes just sit in silence and enjoy each others company. She has helped me through some serious bad days and will sit on ft and let me cry and be there for me. Basically this is just a giant mushy post about how if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have met one of my persons. 💕 she gets here on the 6ths and leaves the 12th so ima do an update post later on!!
... how do i even respond to this l,lkajsdl;kajf fucking WILD AS HELL that you met a friend through the COMMENTS of a fic of all things. i guess anything can happen huh
but wow lol i'm very glad yall met and became friends and are meeting up to hang out soon!! just be sure to at least get her a blow up mattress if you can so she doesn't end up on the couch like katsuki!! unless recreating all that is in your itinerary lkjasl;dfkj then go for it but the only couches i can sleep on are owned by grandmas (if u dont know the power of grandma couch then you're missing out sorry)
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omg ryen i was truly fighting for my LIFE for tickets lmao my brother let me use his gaming computer and Good Wifi but i was simply so Frazzled i felt like i was losing my mind!!! i snagged tickets for the Chicago shows ((even tho i accidentally ??? somehow ??? closed one of the tabs ??? while the payment was processing ??? it went through though i have been checking every 2 seconds for hours))
i went back to get my friend a ticket for one of the LA dates bc we met in seoul studying abroad LMAO and she bought 2 of my 3 speak yourself final tickets aND two of my ptd LA tickets sooooo i couldn't let her NOT go ofc 🙄
i'm ready to scream and cry and buffer !!!!! >:) i even bought a new little daechwita hat for my army bomb <3 <3 <3
ily i'm glad u got tickets MWAH
-loona anon ✨️✨️✨️✨️
Hoooooooly hell, loona??? That’s the most amazing luck if you closed the tab but the payment still went through👀 Now I wanna know what setup your brother has🤣 does he have a razer? and YAAAY I’m glad you were able to get one for your friend, too🥳 they sound like an incredible person so I hope the both of you have all the fun in the world😭💕
A DAECHWITA HAT IM GONNA SOB🥹 thank you, babe. I hope you have an amazing time !!
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Like my one friend isn’t much of a kpopper but she will only listen to BTS (naturally) and she heard they might be going on tour and she’s like we h a v e to go and I’m like gorl, as much as I would die for min yoongi…I don’t wanna know what Herculean trials you have to commit to to acquire bts tickets like I’m lucky if I can even get a photocard that isn’t a dupe.
Speaking of both svt and photocards I randomly acquired a Vernon one today???
cndnsjs yeah i bought bts tickets 2 years ago and it was surprisingly easier than skz was now lmao but i know they weren’t at the insane popularity they’re at now and i got nosebleeds lol (ironically i saw them 3 days after i saw skz that was a WEEK) but yeah no i’m terrified of buying tickets for kpop now. like 2 years ago it was so easy and now it’s insanity xnsjsj scalpers see kpop and think $$$$ which is just not true xnjsxjd
i made my cousin come see the rose with me when they came to boston a while back, she had literally never heard a kpop song and i was like look we have meet and greet tickets you gotta come and hold my hand lmao and she really liked them they’d the only kpop group she listens to now djxjjdd
bro i love his pcs he always looks a lil dead inside bless his heart 🥹 i love them they always all look identical like yes give us nothing king 😭
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