#i saw one that was like when ed sheeran showed up i lost the will to live

[swiftgreatest]

Friends | Warren Rojas x Reader

request by two anon: "Hey could you do warren x fem reader with 2 and 4 please thx!!" & "Heyyy! Could u write 2 from the prompt list with Warren?"

a/n: hii guys!! I mixed up your requests because they were for the same person with the same prompt. I really hope u two like, tell me your opinion of this. thanks for ask. slightly inspired by the song "Friends" by Ed Sheeran

prompt: 2. “I’m dying.” “You’re not dying.” and 4. “Fuck being friends!”

words: 1.5k

You had returned from the movies with your friends Eddie and Warren, by Warren's request you saw the classic Rollerball. In the beginning you thought it would be just you and the drummer, he invited you last night, but when you told your bandmates that you two were going to the movies, Eddie decided to go with you and Warren. Eddie is a good friend of you so don't worry about it.

You didn't know but Warren was bothered by this, he cared a lot about it, he had invited you and not the bassist, he wanted to go to the movies only with you, he couldn't believe he lost an opportunity to be alone with you, it was as if the universe was fighting against him.

Every time he tried to be alone with you something happened and was in the way, he was so tired of it, it seemed like you guys couldn't be alone for too long. You were in the same band and couldn't be alone.

"What did you guys do while we were gone?" You asked Karen and Graham. They stared at each other before answering.

"W-We wrote some stuff for the album" Graham stammered a bit during the sentence and you didn't ask anything else.

Eddie starts talking about the album with Karen and Graham, meanwhile you went up to your room. You change your clothes for something more comfortable to sleep in and start tidy your hair when you hear a knock on the door.

You open and Warren was there "What's up?".

"Can I stay here with you? the conversation is fucking boring down there"

"There's not a lot of cool stuff going on around here, but you can stay." He came in, and you lay down on your bed while he stood there staring at you.

"Come here!" You tapped the space between your legs and the drummer got the message. He took off his jacket and lay down between your legs, his back was on your chest and you put your arms around him.

You have been in this same position many times, when he needed to talk or relax he would come to you and you would stay like that for hours, sometimes he would smoke a cigarette and share it with you, you would talk about everything or just sit quietly enjoying each other's company.

This looks a little too intimate, but you were friends and friends acted like this, isn't?

"So what do you think about the movie?"

"The same as the last three times we saw him" You touched his hair, you love his curls.

"Pufff, you are very boring. This movie is a work of art, it gets better every time you watch it."

I'll agree, just so we don't start an argument here"

"Boring, Boring, Boringgggggg"

"You came to my room and called me boring?" You pretend to be offended "You are banned from my room sir! Please leave immediately."

You put it aside and got up going to the door as you continued your performance.

"Nooooo, you can't kick me out. I can't live without you."

"Yes, You can, go now!"

"I'm dying. Do you want to carry the guilt of letting this poor man die?" He always did this drama with you

"You're not dying, you're perfectly well" You went to him and pulled him out of your bed, you tried because he was so much stronger than you, so it only took one tug from him for you to fall into bed with him. "Heyyy"

"If you weren't a guitar player, I'd say that you are a good actress" He turned to you. Now you were lying on your bed facing each other, staring at each other.

"Oh, thank you so much my fan! You're so kind and a good actor too!! If the band doesn't work out you know what to do"

"Yes, You and I we'll go to New York and starting some musical show on Broadway"

You started to laugh, you loved spending time with Warren, it was always so much fun, he always made you so happy, you could spend hours talking to him without losing interest.

The laughter stopped and you stared at each other, you got lost in each other's gaze, it was as if he had bewitched you, you couldn't stop looking, his eyes, his lips, everything about him was drawing you closer, the same happened to him and when you realized you were so close that your noses touched.

"Hey Y/n, I got some new mushrooms, me and the boys we are going to use so I thought you-" Karen said while entering the room.

You and Warren raised so fast in shock and the keyboard player lifted an eyebrow in confusion, she couldn't believe what she had seen. The drummer left the room leaving you alone with Karen.

"So..? You guys are…"

"No! Don't say anything more Karen, thank you but I don't want mushrooms now" You kick her out of the room, close the door and go to the bed. You couldn't believe what almost happened.

You and Warren almost kissed, came so close, looked so right, you can't lie, you wanted that to happen. But how can you think that? Warren was your bandmate! Your friend, you were just friends, he saw you as a friend and that was it and friends don't want one or the other right?

– – – –

The day before was so strange, you felt strange, when you saw Warren at breakfast you didn't know what to do, you looked away as soon as he looked at you. You didn't realize it, but he stared at you all through breakfast, he couldn't help himself.

You and the guys in the band got together in the living room to write some melodies and lines for the new album, you knew they might not make it on the album but it couldn't hurt to try and you loved writing.

It took a few hours of this, you and Warren were apart and didn't exchange a word which caught Karen's attention, she hadn't forgotten what she saw yesterday and she knew how close the two of you were, so to have the two of you ignore each other's existence was crazy.

After some many songs and ideas your friends start drink and use some things, so you said you were tired and went up to your room, after what happen with Billy

You wish you could control yourself that way about Warren too, because it was messing with your mind, you couldn't feel it, you couldn't want him, he was your friend.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't even hear when someone came into your room and closed the door. "Y/n?"

Even with your back turned you recognized the voice, it was Warren.

You didn't want to turn around, because that meant you would have to look at him and stare at him, and you didn't know if you could control yourself. You gathered up all your courage and looked at him.

"Can we talk?"

"About what?" The drummer frowned his eyebrows

"About what?? Maybe about what happen last night with us"

"Nothing happened"

"Nothing happened?? Don't fuck with me Y/n! Don't lie to me, you know what I'm talking about" He came close to you "You feel this too and if it weren't for Karen you would kiss me, you can't lie about it"

"Warren please, don't make it worse than it is"

"Worse? I can't understand, I don't see nothing worse happen here, you want me and I want you to, and and that's what this is"

"No Warren, this can't happen, we're in the same band and we're friends"

“Fuck being friends!" He held your hands and brought the two of you closer. "You can't say we're just friends, friends don't treat each other like we treat each other, friends don't look at each other like this, friends don't share the same bed, and friends don't love each other like I love you.

He was exposing himself to you, confessing all that feeling he had held in his heart for so long. "Don't pretend you don't feel it too S/n, I know you and I know it stirred you too. Give me a chance to show you that I can be much more than a friend to you".

He was right, it's hard to admit that, but he's all you want since the beginning but try to put it aside with a friendship. But you two couldn't be friends, because as Warren said, friends didn't look at each other like you did, friends didn't share in the same bed, friends didn't love each other like you did, and friends didn't kiss each other like you and him were doing now.

– – – –

thanks for reading!!

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#daisy jones and the six #warren rojas #djats #swiftgreatest's write #warren rhodes #warren rhodes x reader #request #warren rojas x reader #warren rojas imagine #warren rhodes imagine #warren rojas one shot #warren rhodes one shot #eddie roundtree

[chiiyuuvv]

MUSIC DAT- PARK - JINSIK °

~~~~~~~~♡

"You made it!!" Jinsik smiles widely, running towards you and engulfing you into a big hug.

"I told you I was going to come silly goose!" You giggle, hugging him back before letting go. "I brung my clarinet too!" You wave around your case with a proud smile.

"Great let's go!" He smiles again, placing his hand on yours and giving it a squeeze, before dragging you deeper into the park.

Saying that he missed you was an understatement, he was practically longing for your presence. Exam season had just started up and suddenly you lost time for each other, he needed  to see you.

So why not arrange a little dat– I mean hanging out time? You loved classical music and jinsik so happened to play the violin. You two were perfect for each other.

At least that's what he thought. He always wondered if he was being too obvious about liking you but he was also starting to get impatient. So just like that he started smiling at you more, staring at you, touching you.. flirty. He wanted to show you how much he adored you, and if you were uncomfortable he could always stop right now, instead of ruining a life long relationship.

"Here we are~" he let's go of your hand, letting you wonder around for a little bit, before sitting in your usual spot. You seemed to fail notice on how jinsik was staring at you so lovingly, his eyes studying your features so carefully, a small smile never leaving his lips.

It was a habit you two did, bringing your musical instruments and traveling deep into the park. It was how you met after all, you had the same special place. It was another coincidence.

"Well are you coming to sit down?" You chuckle at his flustered state, patting the space beside you and opening up your case.

He shyly smiles before inching closer to your warmth, watching you put your clarinet together. "I missed you so much.." he whispers, breaking the calm silence and squeezing your hand again.

"Aww sikie I did too." He blushes at your words, his head dropping as he tries to hide his smile. But you already noticed, and now your smiling too, a small laugh escaping out your lips.

"So how was your day?" You ask, the same smile still painted on your lips. "Just you know.. studying.." he tilts his head as you nod in response, bring the mouth piece to your mouth and blowing a note.

"Wahh!!" He claps his hands as you giggle.

"Hey I thought you were going to bring your violen! What happened to that?"

"Oh yeah.. I might of ran out of the house when I texted you.."

"Jinsik!" You hit his shoulders as he laughs loudly.

"I just really missed you okay?!" He shouts playfully.

"But how when I look like a mess?" You voice was not as loud as before, if not quieter than a mouse as you feel embarrassment wash over you. You were only wearing a white tee, ripped up shorts and a messy bun. How could he miss this?

But that's not what he saw, no. He saw a beautiful girl with the most doe eyes and the prettiest smile. He saw himself swooning head over heals for the girl he gets along so well with.

"Darling you look perfect tonight." He whispers under his breath but you had already heard it, the tip of your ears getting red.

There was always something about him. How everything just felt so right and natural, like how everything was just meant to happen. You were meant to fall for each other, to feel that since of belonging. You were meant to become one.

"You didnt bring your violin so.."

"I was thinking about singing." He finishes your sentence, a soft smile appearing as he stares deep into your eyes. "Okay.." you nod again.

"Is there any song we should do?" He asks, swishing some water in his mouth as he warms up his throat.

"Uh.. Oh!" You eyes widen, a finger pointing up.

"Yeah?" He laughs, finding you cute. "I've been listening to this one song.. perfect by Ed Sheeran.. wait it's called that right?"

"I-isnt that a love song?"

"Yeah.. should we do a different song..?" You look up from your phone, watching his scratch the back of his neck nervously.

"Nono w-we can do that.."

"Wanna start us off?"

~~~~♡

"Well I found a woman.." he sings, his eyes catching yours as they lock. The way he stares at you with such a soft gaze sends shivers down your spine, you heart doing backflips as you freeze. But wait, aren't you supposed to be playing?

"She shares my dreams, I hope that someday, I'll share her home." Your mind flashes back to your very first times together. How he was so nice and so much of a gentleman, and how he still is. And all the things he does for you, even when he doesnt have to.

"Darling just hold my hand." Darling. It was a nickname he gave you when you were getting to know each other better. It always made you flustered, and it always made him laugh. That's something you did a lot around each other, laugh.

"When I saw you in this dress, looking so beautiful." He was starting to inch closer to you, his eyes looking at no one else but you, only you. You remembered when you went to a little cafe together to celebrate you getting an A on your test. You were wearing a long, light red dress, with little white dots covering it. It was a beautiful spring time dress, something he couldnt keep his eyes off of.

"Now I know I have met an angel in person." He comes closer, his voice getting softer.

"And she looks perfect." He was staring at your lips, quickly glancing at your eyes before unknowingly leaning closer.

"I dont deserve this.." he mumbles. You can tell that he was trying his hardest not to close the gasp. So you lean closer, his breath hitches as he accidentally pecks your lips. His eyes widen as he backs up quickly.

"O-oh my god I am so sor-" his sentence was cut off from the softness of your lips. He freezes completely as his eyes flutter shut, feeling your lips move again his. It wakes him up as his hand runs under your chin and cups your cheek, pulling you impossibly closer.

His lips mound on your perfectly as you feel little tingly sensations throughout your being. That's when you realized how much he loved you, how much he adored you. You started smile and you can feel him smile too, softly breaking the kiss as his eyes flutter open, his hand that was on your cheek now running over your lips. He chuckles softly, his eyes staring at you with so much love that you can feel yourself beginning to melt.

"You look perfect tonight."

A/n: I AM SCREAM, GIGGLING, KICKING OMGOMGOMG WHAT DID I JUST WRITE?!?

(Request on wattpad)

And PLEASE, can we all say thank you to the greatest idea thinker ever?? Like no- bestie how the HELL did you come up with this AND the song for the FEELS. Yeah no, everyone say thank you to lilia ��💖

OH AND BTW THE WAY (I'm flexing pls ignore this) I play clarinet irl🤭

#xikers #xikers fluff #xikers drabbles #xikers fanfic #xikers imagines #xikers fanfiction #xikers au #kpop #xikersau #spotify #xikers jinsik #jinsik xikers #jinsik #ham jinsik #Spotify #jinsik x reader

[black-diamond1329]

⭐ Name: Sandra, but you can tell me Sandy 😉.

⭐Age: I feel like I'm 15 years old, I stopped counting at 19 and my friends say that I act like I'm 5 years old XD hahaha ... Nah! I just turned 23 years old this August n_n.

💔 Occupation: Being a universitary girl XD ... Yes! It's so fun! (sarcasm).

🩷 Some things that I love it: Read (I read all kinds of books and about my favorite ships on Ao3! 🤭), cook desserts, listen to music while I do other activities like my homework or when I read, Greek mythology (The love between us will never die! 💗).

⭐Saint Seiya (or Knights of the Zodiac). I found this beautiful serie when I was 7 years old. My favorite is the original serie, although I also like the Lost Canvas a lot and Episode G (because Aioria is the protagonist). Soul of Gold gives me mixed feelings. From Omega and Next Dimension, better don't ask me; my mind lives in denial. My favorite characters are the Golden Saints, especially Aioros and Aioria, being Aioria my super favorite.

Thanks to Saint Seiya I developed a great love for the stars 💫 and I have many scientific books on the subject, as well as books of myths and legends about the constellations ✨.

💥 I'm a Marvel Girl. I love those tormented superheroes and antiheroes. I basically grew up watching Marvel since Iron Man came out in 2008 and I immersed myself fully in the world of the comics, I have a lot of comics and books on my bookshelf 🤭. My favorites are: Iron Man ♥️, Captain America, Spider-Man, Loki, the X-Men, Black Widow and Scarlet Witch, in all their presentations and with all their charms and defects!.

🍿Series: Friends, Full House, The big bang theory, How I met your mother and How I met your father, Modern Family, Mom, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel... I love it K-Dramas like Goblin: The lonely and great God, Crash landing on you, Tale of the Nine Tailed 😋, I have also watched many animes like Sailor Moon, Ouran High School Host Club, Toradora, Code Geass, Inuyasha, Kaleido Star, Shaman King, Attack on Titan... it's a long list and I don't remember everything at this moment 🤔. Miraculous Ladybug (I know it's for kids, but ... there is Chat Noir 🖤).

🐉In my House of the Dragon era 🖤: Like many people, I was also terribly disappointed with the horrible ending of Game of Thrones, but I really loved Fire and Blood when I read it in 2020... so I decided to give the serie a chance when I saw the first trailer... and I don't regret it! 🥳. I liked Daemon and Rhaenyra so much in the book and absolutely loved them in the TV Show! (Matt and Emma are incredible! ❣️). Another character that I loved in the book and the one I always wanted to know more about was Jacaerys Velaryon and I must say that I am very pleased with the choice of Harry Collett 😍 (oh yeah baby! 🔥).

I really hope that the directors and writers do justice to this wonderful crown prince! 🥰, because for me he is already one of my favorite characters of all time! ❣️.

🎥 Favorite Movies: Troy 2004 (did I mention I'm a Greek mythology lover?), the Star Wars saga 💫 (1-6 only), The Great Gatsby, A Walk to Remember, Harry Potter 🪄 (books and movies), The Lord of the Rings trilogy and the Hobbit trilogy, The Hunger Games saga ❣️(books and movies), The Twilight saga 😊 (books and movies).

I love Studio Ghibli movies with all my heart 💗 since my dad bought me the movie of Kiki Delivery Service when I was a 6-year-old little girl.

I love everything Disney and Pixar does 💗😘. (think of the happiest things, It's the same as having wings! 🎶)

🎧 Music: I have a very varied taste in music, some would say strange 😅, but if I like the rhythm and lyrics of the song I will surely add it to my playlist (mainly I like rock), AC / DC, Queen, Guns N' Roses, Bon Jovi, Linkin Park, Evanescence, Within Temptation, Imagine Dragons, Beyoncé, Ed Sheeran, Lana del Rey, Taylor Swift and Katy Perry. I enjoy classical music too 🩷.

⭐ Something more about me: I am an inveterate dreamer and extremely perfectionist. I express myself better by writing than talking 😚.

I haven't drawn anything in almost 5 years and when I did I used to draw with traditional media (watercolor, charcoal, colored pencils, gouche and acrylic paints 🖌️).

But since October (from last year), when I saw Harry Collett as Prince Jacaerys, I felt a desire to draw that I hadn't felt in a long time ❣️.

This is my first time trying to draw in digital media, I hope you like what you see! 😘 (YouTube tutorials don't fail me now! 😭). I spent the whole summer practicing🥺.

P.S: Sorry if exist some error, the english is not my firts lenguage.

#HouseoftheDragon #Saint Seiya #Marvel #My first time using Tumblr #I do not know what I'm doing #Jacaerys Velaryon #Tony Stark my beloved #Brainrot made me do this #Rhaenyra Targaryen #Daemon Targaryen

[ramayantika]

I just remembered something. Now like most lower middle class children, I was also the one brought up with hindi movies, songs and ofc hindi serials. Now, I was all 12 when for the first time i was studying in one of those posh schools in kolkata. The area where the school wasn't that posh but the children definitely were. Bmws, businessmen, surgeons doctors, club owners, ameeron ke bache.

So i have met showoff kids who show their money and status discreetly like they will be your friends, give you notes, share tiffin but also in a way show you that you aren't rich. And i also met some realy rich kids who could afford partying at expensive hotels, but God they were so humble and down to earth.

That was when I had learnt how to fit in. Now my friends were the ones who from the start watched English comedies, knew the lyrics to English pop songs and watched web series.

For me the concept of web series, Netflix etc started in kolkata when I was 13-14. I would see the photos of their colonies and all and would go damn I want to live like them too.

Now to fit in I began watching those English movies and songs I trained my ears to understand the words because for the first time when you hear them it feels like a rap song at least that's what it was for me. Soon after a couple of months I learnt how to understand those lyrics without captions and stuff and could sing that. In free periods in my old schools we used to sing hindi songs retro to modern, here it went bieber, ed Sheeran, Taylor and all those. I went with the same now. I remember ny 8th grad winter vacation where I was learning their lyrics.

Now my friend had invited me to her birthday party. My brother was anyway angrez from rhe start so everyone consented to watch some old English comedy series

And boy I felt so awkward because I saw them clutching their stomach and laughing while there was me trying to find where was the joke -

I only focused on having 2 pieces of pizza for that entire show lol. I trained how to pick up English songs but not the jokes.

Somehow I ended up liking no loving 1d which started out again as a way to fit in with the others and now I have fell out of it.

You know being with them around them I too wanted to live their kinda lifestyle. Rich homes, big rooms, parties and events, those clothes and stuff, money outings. I was young and kehte hai na bahar ka dekh ke chaka chaundh hona?

But now I have lost all that interest I once had. Sure I want money and a good lifestyle but not that. Now that I am growing I see how many of them are shallow on the inside. With money clothes parties they don't see anything beyond it it's like a glittery cover on the outside.

And once again I found myself after I was separated from the school and the community. I can't enjoy Friends Or The Office. I cannot understand those sit coms shows like they must be good but not something for me. Taylor and other pop singers and other ones I do find them interesting and ofc talented in their respective fields, but yeah that's not for me.

I actually like this lower middle class life. I have been brought up living with uncertainty and maybe that's why I was taught to live in the present. For some time it was good in those bright rich homes, rich friends, shine and sparkles, but I feel much at home with niche baith ke khana, local dukano mein shopping aur hindi serials ka mazak bannate huye bhi aage ke episodes pe hooked rehna. Many of my friends ask me why are you so devi dharmik types because you talk about gods, wear Indian clothes and are all traditional when the world is advancing india too.

Bhai these are my roots my values and the way I was brought up. There's nothing wrong in either of those lifestyles. Mera gaon kahin andar odisha mein hai papa mere jis gaon school se the vahan ab tak bijli nahi aati. I like this simplicity that we live with. And dharmik devi stuff isn't my entire personality meri choice hai I don't like going out to parties and clubs and go around calling every boy and girl my bestie, babes, darling when I see them only once.

And middle class vale bich ke phasse hote hai ameer bhi gareeb bhi dono inme hai. You learn many things while growing up in a middle class family.

Bahut gyan de diya mein jaati ab padhne

#samridhi speaks #desiblr #just some middle class things

[kiwikiwiandkiwi]

can you explain the lego house thing in full please I'm lost??

sure!

ed has been friends with the guys since the beginning of the band and has written a few songs for one direction, like little things and 18 (i don't need to remind you the lyrics for 18, do i? it's basically a larry love letter).

louis and harry attended an ed sheeran concert in MANCHESTER in 2011:

and louis all so conveniently wrote this in 2018:

"We saw Ed in Manchester, I held you while he played"

and one of the songs that ed played that night was lego house:

this year, louis put lego house twice on his post show playlist and one of the times it was on may 21 - remember what album came out just the day before? a day where louis didn't have a show? - that's right, harry's house.

and here's some of the lyrics for lego house:

"I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind I'll do it all for you in time And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love I'll pick you up when you're getting down And out of all these things I've done I will love you better now"

so, to sum up, it's all just coincidences *wink wink*

#asks #lego house #all along #ed sheeran #ed sheeran show #louis leak

[kingstylesdaily]

'The loudest it's ever been': Behind the scenes at Harry Styles' Wembley Stadium shows

by Ben Homewood | musicweek.com

After six thunderous nights, the UK & Ireland leg of Harry Styles’ Love On Tour is over. With Sweden, Norway and Denmark next on the itinerary and the US to follow in August, Styles mania is set to continue and, according to Wembley Stadium’s James Taylor, the UK will be basking in the glow for some time yet.

Styles tweeted that the first of his two London shows was one of his favourites that he and his band have ever done, adding that he felt overwhelmed. Anyone who saw either night at Wembley would attest that most of the crowd felt the same way. Taylor, the venue’s senior commercial director, is still reeling.

“The shows have received unanimous positive feedback, Harry’s fans were probably the noisiest I’ve ever heard in the stadium,” he tells Music Week in the aftermath. “It was a great occasion, a really positive couple of nights. The first of many I would think…”

Indeed, Taylor suggested it won't be long before Styles is back in UK stadiums. But while the dust has settled and the screaming has stopped, the coloured feathers – which were floating in the air and sticking triumphantly to the floor around and inside Wembley last Sunday night – remain.

“I think we’re still cleaning those up,” smiles Taylor. “It's quite difficult, they kept appearing in the bowl ahead of Ed Sheeran’s show. It was a very colourful occasion and Harry has got his own unique style, which is reflected in the way the fans came together.”

Wembley – like Ibrox in Glasgow, the Emirates Old Trafford in Manchester and Dublin’s Aviva Stadium – was simply consumed by Styles and his fans. Having waited longer than they ever anticipated to see him thanks to the pandemic, his supporters conjured bedlam in each venue hours before he walked out on stage. Originally, he was supposed to play the O2 in London, now he has filled Wembley Stadium twice over.

Every last audience member sang every word of each song back at the singer, who pirouetted, jived and shimmied around a rectangular platform that stretched into the standing section. On night one, he wore red spots, on night two, silver, sparklier ones. The singer likes to see into the whites of his fans’ eyes, stopping to read their handmade signs and strike up conversations. On night two at Wembley, he led a chorus of happy birthday to his bass player Elin Sandberg and helped an Italian fan, Mattia, come out. There was also a dedication to dads, including his own, who was in the crowd, for fathers day. In Manchester, he shouted out his first primary school teacher, Mrs Vernon. Then there was the customary encouragement for fans to bestow acts of kindness at each gig.

Such moments illustrate the levels of positivity and love, for that’s what we must call it, that Styles is capable of evoking. At Wembley, as the crowd lost its mind to Bohemian Rhapsody before he came on, you got the impression that the experience of all being in the same place together might have been enough for the audience. When he did emerge, even the slightest brush of a hand or wiggle of a hip sent a shock wave around Wembley’s vast bowl. Even the night air was trembling. The emotion is vivid, palpable, it's hard to think of anyone else who inspires this level of feeling.

Near the front, a fan in a cape fitted out with fairy lights with a wand in each hand caught the eye, casting huge shapes with every flick of the wrist. Scores of people at the back of the standing area twirled each other around, tearing across the floor like every song was the last number at a wedding. During the slow ones, such as Matilda from Harry’s House, they lay on the floor, scrunching up their rain-soaked ponchos, the kind you’d usually see at a theme park.

“I don’t get to do this without you,” Styles said at one point. “It would be me in a room on my own prancing about, a very different vibe. I am yours, thank you.”

And the magic of Harry Styles is that it really felt like he meant it. This stadium show had fireworks (during the set-stealing Sign Of The Times) but it didn’t really need them. The songs, plus their maker’s bond with his fans, provided ample explosion.

To find out what went on over two nights at Wembley and look ahead to Styles’ future playing stadiums, we asked James Taylor to take us behind the scenes…

Firstly, what was your immediate reaction to the two shows? “It was really good, a great occasion. It was a very happy, warm atmosphere with people just sharing their combined love of the artist. They are very passionate, committed fans, very like-minded. He delivered a great show.”

Why do you think Harry Styles inspires such devotion in people?

“Harry’s messaging during the shows is all about loving yourself and I think for young people who struggle with mental health, you can tell that he connects well and gives a really positive message. I think that’s at the heart of the show, his songs are very positive about the self, not just other people. That’s why he connects well with fans, they’ve got a shared belief of how you should live life. It’s very positive and uplifting and people just like that sort of environment.”

What made the show work in a stadium?

“He does a lot of crowd interaction, a bit more than other artists. He chats to his fans and he is known for stopping his shows and talking to them. Bear in mind it’s his first stadium show, so some artists, if it’s your fourth or fifth time, you might need to do something a bit different or it becomes a bit samey. But with his first one, it sold out so quickly that I don’t think he really needed to go too mad on that. People were coming to see him. You might see on his third, fourth or fifth tour, he might start doing [something different], but for now, he’s got a group of fans that just wanted to see him in stadiums for the first time. I don’t think it really needed anything else, I thought his team got it just right.”

Can you tell us about the process of putting the shows together?

“His team were very positive and very happy. I went down after the shows and spoke to the promoter [Live Nation] and everyone in the changing room area was absolutely delighted. Harry had a little afterparty with his team and they were all very happy. I don't think it could have gone any better from his perspective, you can tell it meant a lot. I could hear his party but I didn’t pop in! [Laughs].”

After the postponement and venue upgrades, Love On Tour in the UK has been a very big deal for a number of reasons. What’s it been like to be a part of it?

“It was meant to be at The O2, but demand was so high that it made sense that he went straight into the stadiums. I don’t think it will be his last one, it wouldn't surprise me if he was back in stadiums pretty soon. He’s going to go into that Ed Sheeran and Coldplay level, they’re both due to do their 12th shows this year at Wembley and I can see Harry on his third or fourth tour being up on that level. There’s definitely more to come from him, his show will get better and better. If he’s that good on his first stadium show, you look forward to seeing his second and his third…”

Do you feel you’ve played your part in all the recent success, with Harry’s House and As It Was both topping the charts?

“It feels like he’s on the cusp of something huge, well, he already is [huge]. Obviously he’s had his history with the stadium before and has played with One Direction, but as a solo artist you do feel like this is the start… Ed Sheeran [first played] Wembley in 2015, and you do feel Harry is going to go on and do similar numbers. He’s developed his own brand, his own style, you don’t see a lot of artists manage to do that. A lot of them don’t seem to reach the level of connection with the fans that he has. It’s exciting to see where he’s going to go.”

#kingstylesdaily #harry styles #review: love on tour #music week #june 2022

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REVIEWING THE CHARTS: 08/04/2023 (Tyler the Creator’s ‘CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: THE ESTATE SALE’, Jisoo)

We see a third #1 in three weeks, as for the first week, Calvin Harris and Ellie Goulding take the throne on the UK Singles Chart with “Miracle”, becoming Harris’ 11th #1 track and Goulding’s fourth (excluding charity singles). The duo finally reaches the #1 spot after years of top 10 collaborations like “I Need Your Love” and “Outside”, and it’s a damn great song, probably my favourite #1 of the year so far, so I’m far from complaining. With that out of the way, welcome back to REVIEWING THE CHARTS!

Rundown

Enough about the #1, let’s get to the real star of the show as we start, as always, with the notable dropouts: songs exiting the UK Top 75 – which is what I cover – after five weeks in the region or a peak in the top 40. This was one of those mildly dull and less busy weeks, so there’s not much going on in the dropouts, but we do say farewell to all of Lana Del Rey’s tracks as well as “Love Again” by The Kid LAROI and “LET GO” by Central Cee, neither of which I care about too much.

As for what’s filling in the gaps, well, we have “Lavender Haze” by Taylor Swift returning to #70 and as for our notable gains, we see boosts for “Afraid to Feel” by LF SYSTEM for whatever reason at #64, “Last Night” by Morgan Wallen at #59, “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers because of course at #58, Luke Combs’ cover of “Fast Car” up big off of the debut at #54, “Oh Baby” by Nathan Dawe and Bru-C featuring bshp and Issey Cross at #36, “Here” by Tom Grennan at #31, “Hell n Back” by Bakar at #28, “Can’t Tame Her” by Zara Larsson at #27, “Mother” by Meghan Trainor at #22 (Augh), and some big gains within the top 20, those being “REACT” by Switch Disco featuring Ella Henderson and the late Robert Miles at #15 and “Whistle” by Jax Jones featuring Calum Scott at #14.  

This week’s top five on the UK Singles Chart consists of “Calm Down” by Rema at #5, “People” by Libianca reaching a new peak of #4, last week’s chart-topper, “Eyes Closed” by Ed Sheeran, falling down to #3, “Flowers” by Miley Cyrus at #2 and of course, “Miracle” at #1. Now for our batch of new arrivals, which evidences a slightly slower week but still with some songs of interest as we actually span four continents, starting of course with Europe... if we still count as part of that.

NEW ARRIVALS

#75 – “Make Me” – Borai & Denham Audio

Produced by Borai & Denham Audio

I’ll bite: who are Borai & Denham Audio? Well, Borai is a Bristol producer whose real name is the... oddly funny “Boris English” and Denham Audio is a group out of Sheffield, and they both make breakbeat so naturally my ears perked up immediately when I saw this charting, even though it’s a song from 2019 by two seemingly unknown artists. Hell, it did get a 2023 reissue and we’re probably getting more quality from the unknown guys than the A-listers so, is it any good? Well, obviously, I’m going to approve of it in some regard – it samples one of the best dance-pop songs of all time, “U Sure Do” by Strike which in itself is a fascinating mish-mash of samples that already charted. Strike took the vocal from singer Donna Allen’s debut single “Serious”, which hit #8 here in 1986, and the synth from Belgian duo Cubic 22’s 1991 hit “Night in Motion”, which peaked at #15. What was created was a song of childlike euphoria, which used its sparse production to great effect by only choosing what was necessary for the track to go off. It’s an adorable dancefloor filler that ended up out-peaking its source material at #4 in 1995. Strike didn’t last long afterwards but “U Sure Do” is immense, with one of its less regarded aspects perhaps being its more confused verses, with the corny “Let’s do it” vocal, echoing delivery and hypnotic bass. Whilst “Make Me” doesn’t make use of the verses necessarily, it does emulate the deliriousness by placing Allen’s vocal onto a joyful loop not dissimilar to the original before picking it apart in a muddy, treadmill break with racketing drums and the leads playing second-fiddle to a warping bass, whilst that mesmerising loop professing love plays just on top. It takes a song that was pure joy and makes it feel kind of cosmic and alienating, which is an interesting and kind of fitting take for post-pandemic EDM. It’s not the most intricate breakbeat I’ve ever heard, but it matches its thesis pretty excellently and I’m a sucker for pretty much anything that sounds like this so I hope the sample is enough to help this stick around past a couple weeks. It’s pretty solid.

#63 – “SORRY NOT SORRY” – Tyler, the Creator

Produced by Tyler, the Creator

California rapper Tyler, the Rapper released a deluxe version of his 2021 album CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST subtitled THE ESTATE SALE, and honestly, a lot of the tracks should have been on the standard version – if you take six of the best tracks from the standard and six of the bonus tracks, you get a great, mostly concise bombastic and thoughtful rap album, but alas, this isn’t a perfect world so there’s a lot of filler in the standard album that honestly makes the deluxe tracks sound a lot more refreshing, especially this one, which acts as the closer and probably should have always acted as the closer to the album as it sums up a lot of the general mood and thesis of all versions of the album: an unapologetic retrospective on his career thus far that he’s not afraid to brag about but also try and understand in greater context of his progression as a human. It would be pointless to sit here and pick apart this one three-minute verse because all of the sarcasm is balanced with sincerity and whilst it may make him seem unlikeable at times when he talks about social issues, that is a result of a lot of overthinking, which I can be guilty of with Tyler’s music before. Ultimately, the lyrics here are a genuine stream-of-consciousness that finds itself trickling into many different aspects of his life and career, whether it be his relationships, his mother, Odd Future or his signature McLarens, and the most it could ever feel is honest. It can be very difficult as a celebrity to separate those who have your best interests in mind to simply haters in it for self-gain, especially when confronted with the two on a daily basis, and people often being one of the two depending on the day, and “SORRY NOT SORRY” is a deeply personal song for sure, but on a grander scale, feels like an examination of that. It helps that this is a drumless track – not the lack of percussion, but rather the genre – wherein Tyler is rambling over a beautiful, lo-fi sample, with an occasional ramping up of tensions that allows DJ Drama to go really over-the-top in his ad-libbing, which sounds oddly emotive and vulnerable this time around. Fittingly for its subject matter, it’s a warm sample layered with backing vocals and those moments of intensity that push you further from reaching Tyler as a human before you can come back and try and understand... yet the song ends with him blocking you out once again. The way this is accentuated with DJ Drama saying “we really mean it this time” is the cherry on top of this nuanced, complex and openly hypocritical narrative that is compelling throughout and absolutely one of Tyler’s best songs. It’s one verse, with barely any drums and a whole lot of flow switches, so I very much doubt it’ll last past this one week, but it’s an excellent track nonetheless.

#61 – “Cupid” – FIFTY FIFTY

Produced by Sung Il Ahn, Adam von Mentzer, Mac Fellander-Tsai and Louise Udin

K-pop girl group FIFTY FIFTY have had their breakout in the western world with this new single “Cupid”, and it seems to be a more natural streaming push rather than any sales nonsense. If that’s where K-pop is going, then I suppose I’ll have to learn these girls’ names like I did for BLACKPINK – more on them later – but I honestly think don’t think this single will go anywhere far, at least for now. It was brought to my attention before it charted and whilst I prefer it to a lot of K-pop, I still can’t fully enjoy it. This is mostly because of how there are so many nu-disco songs that sound like this out there, and maybe outside of the sound being oversaturated, I’d enjoy this a bit more... but this is potentially too clean and cutesy, even if the harmonies are pretty gorgeous in that chorus. The maturity with this lighter, more relaxed disco sound kind of flies out of the window with the rap verse, so we end up with a song that in either its Korean or English version doesn’t really bring anything interesting to the table despite its competency. I can’t say it’s bubblegum because it’s not all that optimistic about love, but it definitely feels like it’s lacking – it’s kind of like a lounge track, but if it went further into that relaxed route, maybe slowing the tempo, getting rid of the stupid rap verse, we could have something pretty good here but, as is, it’s silently competent.

#60 - “UNAVAILABLE” – Davido featuring Musa Keys

Produced by Magicsticks

Nigerian singer Davido released his newest album Timeless last week, which hit #10 on the albums chart, and the breakout hit from it in the UK seems to be this track featuring South African musician Musa Keys, and surprisingly enough, not the track with Skepta. Did the UK make a good choice with this one? Well, I like the groovy Afrobeats rhythm that picks the pace up a bit as well as the lo-fi samples added in the intro, which I kind of wish continued instead of just acting as producer tags as they would definitely fit amidst the distant group vocals and oddly rubbery, squibby bass – almost reminding me of dubstep – that sounds really interesting and I actually love it given how bass-heavy and rhythm-focused this song is. The hook is a basic call-and-response melody about being unavailable and emotionally stoic, and whilst I wished there was more detail – maybe there is further into the album – it sounds genuine and honestly purposefully isolating with Davido’s Auto-Tune-drenched frustration in the verse transcending language in a really instinctual, guttural way and knowing what Davido’s been through recently with the death of his son, it hits pretty hard, even if I’m not personally a fan. I might be if I check out more after this as I’m really impressed by this. Even our guest, Musa Keys, brings their flailing falsetto harmonies to both a smooth verse and an outro that sounds like hyperventilating. I’m surprised by how much I like this but please do check it out if you haven’t: it’s a vulnerable and infectious track that I’d really like to hear more of – if anyone is willing to lead me towards Davido tracks or Afrobeats songs in general that sound this cold and lonely, it’d be greatly appreciated.

#44 – “VOID” – Melanie Martinez

Produced by Melanie Martinez

Sigh, I’m posting this on Tumblr, Melanie Martinez’s breeding ground, so pray for me, but I still don’t like Melanie at all. I found the focus on childhood trauma remarkably uncomfortable and feigned for her first couple years in music, and the step beyond that with this third record, whilst appreciated, has not led to any more substance in the music, or at least not in the singles as I have yet to hear Martinez’s #2 album PORTALS and I’m honestly not sure if I’ll ever want to. This second single doesn’t change my mind either, with its staccato, doomer indie rock bassline and drums that feel just void – no pun intended – of any emotion or passion. You’d think a song that starts with a verse about panicking, spinning and being controlled by society injecting ideas into you would be less dull and unconcerned with its own plodding rhythm. The inner turmoil in the overlong chorus is interesting to hear considering... well, pretty much everything that regards Melanie Martinez, but it’s not delivered in a way that feels all that interesting or impassioned to me. Out of all things that Melanie has been – uncomfortable, awkward, long-winded and practically comical – boring was not one of them, but I guess that’s now checked off of the list. Again, I’m not a fan – much like “DEATH”, if I were into the lore, I think I’d understand and vibe with this a bit more, but to an outsider, and I understand I very much am on the outside looking in with Melanie, it’s not that worthwhile of a listen. Sorry.

#39 – “DOGTOOTH” – Tyler, the Creator

Produced by Tyler, the Creator

The lead single from Tyler’s deluxe album is much simpler in comparison to “SORRY NOT SORRY”, but that doesn’t mean it’s not worthwhile. The vintage keys sound great under the dirty South beat, especially with those signature semi-spacey synths Tyler adds to a lot of his production, and his delivery is some of his most confident and straightforward, as he inseminates his relationship problems into a lot of careless flexing in a way that’s honestly just fun, as he tells women never to follow advice from anyone with a lean gut. Each drop goes hard, and it’s pretty fun to hear Tyler (and DJ Drama) balance the celebration with Tyler’s confusion regarding his love life and trust issues that may undercut the verses but make the chorus a lot more instinctual and accessible than if it were also fully in flex mode. It’s nothing all that special for Tyler but with the smooth backing vocals, great unique mixing, it’s a type of banger that he doesn’t often deliver and I appreciate it as a lead single, since it’s a more well-constructed throwaway flex than a lot of the standard album, including its own lead single “LUMBERJACK”. Again, I would have loved for these deluxe tracks to end up on the original but alas, we don’t live in a perfect world, and this song is absolutely solid enough.

#38 – “FLOWER” – Jisoo

Produced by 24

Back to Korea we go with Jisoo, the fourth and final member of the K-pop quartet BLACKPINK to release a solo debut single, so maybe it was worth it learning everyone’s names. I’ve liked the solo efforts much more than the group work, mostly because they can be more focused, so I was kind of optimistic with this one and hey, it’s not half-bad. It’s a somewhat childish song in its minimal rhythm and staccato, literal “do-re-mi” verses (she actually says “ABC, do-re-mi”), but I feel like that works best for the pettiness of her shaming her partner for being the reason why their relationship fell apart. It’s the initial bitterness which she brings to an almost condescending pluck and snap beat with those stabs of synth feeling like exposés of this person, even if she’s not particularly biting unless the English translation isn’t doing it any wonders. The harmonies in the build-up are pretty sweet before leading to a vocaloid drop that is very 2017 but in a rather cute, inoffensive way. Most of my issues with the song are also elements of praise, in all honesty, but the conceit of nature that follows Jisoo throughout the track works pretty well, with the line “there was nothing left but the scent of a flower” being a pretty good pre-drop wham line. It’s a bit under-produced, sure, and Jisoo performs well but not uniquely... yet it’s catchy enough and it’s got a good rhythm and lyrical motif so I’m fine with this sticking around (if it does; this is K-pop we’re talking about), even if I’m not quite as impressed as I was with her bandmate ROSÉ.

Conclusion

Honestly, this was a pretty good week, though also one that had a strange fixation on all-caps titles. Even the worst songs were pretty inoffensive and there is some shockingly good stuff here too – Tyler, the Creator obviously runs away with Best of the Week for “SORRY NOT SORRY” and he was close to snabbing the Honourable Mention but I’ll actually make it a tie between “DOGTOOTH” and “UNAVAILABLE” by Davido featuring Musa Keys, which was a pleasant surprise. As for the worst, it should be obvious, with Worst of the Week going to Melanie Martinez for “VOID” even though that’s far from her worst track. It would feel pretty insincere giving a Dishonourable Mention given that these are otherwise decent songs, so I suppose that’s it for our week. Buckle up: Drake’s coming next. Joy. Just delightful. Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you next week!

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

Here

I called in to work this morning when J was still home because I wasn't feeling well at all last night. It's a good thing we didn't go to the boys' regional championship even though D wanted us to go. I'd hate to have been there not feeling well the whole time. And they lost. Which is a bummer.

I'm still not feeling awesome, but since I'm not at work and have some time to myself, and I've been getting hints from somewhere (some of them are NOT subtle) to come to the cemetery soon, I came today. I got flowers. They're a mix of white and yellow and orange roses. The orange ones made me think about you because of your hair, like Ed Sheeran and Eve6 songs do, which I know pisses you off, but whatever. They do make me think about you. Red hair is iconic, man. It made you stand out. But it was like the least striking thing about you if anyone knew the inside at all. I wonder how many people besides me did a lot lately. So many people would have loved that guy, and they never got a chance to know you beyond Smart Guy With Red Hair. So I'm gonna talk about you a lot. Maybe to the point of being obnoxious but I don't care.

And I brought those bells I wore around my wrist to our March Madness meet-ups when you'd tell me to, "Be there with bells on." And you laughed so hard when I actually showed up with bells. I miss that laugh, man. That might be what I miss the absolute most.

Anyway I've never been here at St. S's before, and I was too weak to come the day of your funeral to find out where you are now, so I had to engage a stranger. 🙄 He was out of the office, so I had to make a PHONE CALL to a stranger to get him to show me the grave site. (The shit I do for you, man). He's a ginger. And he whipped around corners and shit like a bat out of hell (he was probably only doing 15/20 miles an hour, but for fuck's sake, dude, you're in a cemetery...slow the fuck down). Yesterday walking at the park after school with the Boy, we saw a couple walking 2 dogs. One of them looked just like your big Great Pyrenees when he was a puppy, and the other dog, I shit you not, was named *A*. The couple kept calling him back to them, but he insisted on coming to get pets from us. "Come back here, A...not everyone wants to pet you, A...A is just so friendly; *sorry.*" Don't be sorry your A is so friendly. ❤️ Like ok. Now I'm here. At the cemetery.

There's still no grass. It's still dirt. Like...it's still DIRT. I realize you died in early December and grass doesn't grow in winter and I'm just at early March but it was still a little jarring to pull up behind Ginger Richard Petty in a pickup truck to Still Dirt. Because it feels like you've been gone forever. And it also feels like you're right here standing next to me.

Shit I am so fucking sad still. 😭💔

But I'm here. And I'll come back again the next time I get a day where I have some alone time and Not Shitty Weather. I miss you so much. I can't even believe I'm here. I can't believe YOU'RE here. 😭 I am standing here crying with literal snot on my face. There is literally nothing I wish more right now than that I wasn't here because you weren't here. 💔

Anyway I gave you those bells. So serious college basketball starts soon. I expect you to be there with me. With bells on. ❤️❤️❤️

#grief #still will never be a fan of cemeteries #but I'm here and still standing #I love you A; I'll come back soon #hopefully there's grass next time

[tinyidle]

Not as Sweet as You - JYH

first of all, happy (late) yunho day! another year of life is given to this precious man, and i hope his day was as sweet as he is. speaking of, that is what this whole fic is about! i have a thing with yunho eating since he usually looks very comfortable and so good. so here i am, mixing the warmth feeling of big puppy yuyu in a fic.

my second ever atz fic!

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WARNING: smut, fluffy smut lol, birthday smut, domestic/married setting, vague description of food, description of the way yunho eats, nicknaming, lingerie, foreplay (oral, n*ppl* play, f*ng*r*ng), b*ob k*nk, food pl*y, s*x n*n*, *mpre*nation k*nk, teasing, begging k*nk, slight size k*nk, smaller reader, soft!dom!yunho, switch!reader, softish!husband! yunho x confidentish!wife!reader, all fiction ofc

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it's yunho's special day and you prepared everything he liked for him, although it was difficult since he seems to like everything. you couldn't wait for him to come to the house after his work was done. it was near 7 pm, and it gave you tons of time to think about what you wanted to do to make the end of his special day extra special.

so, while you were waiting for your husband to come home you lit some small candles with the caramel smell you both liked (as if he hates any candle smell), put on very soft iu and ed sheeran music, and put on one of his absolute favorite lingerie that you bought. even though he naturally likes anything you buy for his viewing pleasure, something about the blue lace one-piece lingerie that shows your stomach but hides your breasts and crotch that gets him going. ever since you bought that piece 2 years ago his hands have never left your body whenever you wore it. so you'll be wearing it now for that same effect.

2 hours later and you reheated the food for the third time. you were about to take a nap when you heard the key lock unlock the front door. "im home!" yunho sang out. you walked towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a welcome kiss, your satin robe covering your body. as yunho hugged you, he looked around and saw the plethora of food you prepared as well as the ambience you set. "is all this for me, baby?"

you let go of your husband and nodded. "yep. happy birthday, sweetie!" you then went on your tippy toes to kiss his right cheek, which made him smile. he went to the table and carefully picked out his food choices. he opted to feed you, but you refused since it was his birthday. "let me feed you instead," you tried to negotiate.

"mmh mmh," yunho shook his head in a sort of childish manner, making you laugh a little. "if it's my birthday then i should get what i want, and what i want is for my little puppy to have some of the food she made for me." you cooed at what he said and gave up to his demand.

he fed you food that you could have easily grabbed for yourself, and he ate the foods he knew you personally liked most. while eating, you couldn't help but stare at his lips and how they puckered whenever he took a bite. the way his cheeks puffed out a bit when he was chewing. the way you would see some of the substance when he opened his mouth a bit too wide when chewing. you just imagined how heavenly those lips and cheeks would look like under you.

you got so lost in his mouth you almost forgot that your husband was also feeding you, so you had to snap out of it several times. when you and yunho had your fill (he ate a lot more but still made sure to leave some for you for later), he went to rest a bit on the couch. that's when you suddenly remembered what you wanted to give him the most.

"yuyu honey, your forgot your desert," you said.

yunho was confused. you gave him cake just earlier, and although he ate very little of it, he enjoyed it very much. "what do you mean? i thought the cake was the desser-"

and that is when you opened up your robe, showing your frontal self in the lace you knew he loved oh so much. his face automatically got pink due to the natural blush he got when he saw your beautiful figure. "baby-"

"i know you like everything, and im happy for that. but right now i want you to do and say what you like most." you put your taller, much more dominant husband in a more smaller position. yunho can make decisions for himself, but when it comes to picking and choosing, he usually lets the other person or people decide. you in front of him, looking very delectable and ready for whatever he wants and desires, made him a bit shy, but very aroused. he wanted to treat you well and give you what he wanted.

a small smile crept on his face and he became more confident. "i want you to come and sit your pretty ass down here," he demanded, patting his lap. now it was your turn to blush (if you can lol) as you went to his lap, your robe now discarded on the floor. turning around, you bent yourself to sit down you when heard and felt a loud smack! on your butt. you yelped while your husband chuckled at your reaction.

when you sat down, you felt the all too familiar feeling of a dickprint getting hard. he was aroused, just like you wanted. you wanting to get more reaction swiveled on his crotch, hearing his soft groans from your actions. suddenly you feel his huge hands grab onto your hips and halt your mischevious movements. "behave, puppy, or else you won't get to cum until i do." you stopped teasing immediately because you know yunho has way too much stamina for you to be edged like that.

as you began to get comfortable, yunho took that advantage to massage your boobs. you have the most perfect pair of breasts he's ever seen before, and he swears by it. in this lingerie, it just made him want to just swallow them in his mouth. in fact-

"stay here, baby." yunho got up and went to the refrigerator and pulled out the whipped cream you used for his cake. walking over to you, he (with your help) pulled down the top of your one-piece. "the cake you made for me may have been sweet-" he said dolloping it on your left nipple.

"yunho-" you said, breath getting heavier with the coldness of the whipped cream on your chest. you then let out an unexpectedly loud moan from your lips as your husband took your bud in his mouth. you looked down and it was just how he looked and he ate the cake and had the spoon latched onto his lips. his cheeks puffing a bit as he slurped up your boob along with the now melting cream.

yunho licked around the areola before looking up at you, smiling, "-but not as sweet as you, baby." even though he sucked only one breast he knew you were soaked and ready for the taking, but both you and he know that yunho likes to take things slow. it's the reason why you guys got married after 4 years of dating and 5 years of friendship. this year marks your 6th year anniversary and he felt like you guys were ready for the next step. but patience first. now he has to worry about enjoying his delicious dessert in front of him.

he dolloped another cold swirl of whipped cream on your right breast and hungrily sucked on ig. you just sat there and took it, moaning so loud the neighbors could probably hear through their noise cancelling ear plugs. you took your right hand and rubbed on your clothed core, desperate for friction. because your husband sees everything, yunho shooed your hand away and unlatched his mouth from your boob.

yunho then lifted you up and walked to the bedroom for more support and comfortability. he took off his clothes one by one, being in his white t-shirt and boxers. he then lay down next to you, putting his hands on your hips, and moved you onto his neck and shoulder area. you almost moved downward in fear of breaking yunho's neck when he spoke up. "ride me," he said.

you were way too needy to try and argue, so you lifted yourself up and hovered over your husband's face. your essence was so much that some of it dripped onto yunho's lips, making the tall man curse out. he grabbed your hips again and pulled your hot cavern into his awaiting lips. although you couldn't see him, you could hear and feel his mouth doing wonders on your pussy, slurping up your juices. you were moaning and grinding on his face, in which he encouraged it by giving your ass a light smack. you leaned down to his crotch and rubbed on it, causing him let out his own moan in your pussy, causing vibrations.

covering his first two fingers in spit, yunho pushed them in your hole while licking on your clit for added stimulation. your moans pitched up at the action, you getting a huge load of pleasure all at once. you decided to treat him by pulling out his cock and, after rubbing his precum around his tip, lowered your mouth onto it. the room filled with sounds of slurping and muffled moans, and the two of you would bust if you didn't fully feel each other.

"fuck, i need you so much, puppy," yunho said, lifting you up and laying you down. "i want to fuck you so badly." he kissed down your jaw and neck, left hickeys down your breastbone and stomach, opened your legs and blew cool air on your cavern and inner thighs.

you loved the slow burn of it all, but wanted him to do what you and he wanted. "you have me, sweetie. fuck me full."

yunho smirked and wanted to push more buttons. he rubbed his dick onto your slit, hearing you whimper. he fought the urge not to fuck you right then and there. "full of what, huh puppy?" he pulled up your legs into a mating position but refused to do more than rub himself on you.

you moaned and squirmed at the teasing action. "full of- fuck- full of cum!" you almost continued pleading when you felt your husband's thick and rather long cock being pushed into your smaller hole. you had to adjust to his huge size, and he knew that. he took his time for you and waited until your hole seemed to relax.

when you gave him the go ahead, he went in full force. he went in slow and deep, pulling out the most sultry moans from you. after some time, he picked up his pace to almost a brutal one. he felt yourself start to shake and clench, and you felt him twitching and being sloppier with his thrusts. "you want me to give us children? make you a mommy? your stomach would look so beautiful all swollen with our bundle of joy."

"fuck, yes! i want you to be a daddy. just please!" you were so close, but all you needed was your husband's go ahead.

yunho felt more than satisfied at that answer/ "go ahead, baby" he rubbed your clit and leaned down latching onto your boob to further stimulate you. all this plus his baby talking teetered you over the edge and made you cum so hard you spasmed. yunho saw this and, after a couple more thrusts, shot his seed into you.

you guys stayed there like that for a while with him flipping you guys over. when you two caught your breaths, he again flipped you two over and carefully pulled out, seeing his and your cum seep out of your now spent cunt. you looked at him looking at you, and you two laughed at your previous activities. you both then went to the bathroom to shower.

"if i do get you pregnant, i truly can't wait to take care of you ad our baby," your husband said while doing his best to clean up your sweaty body with your orange loofa. he couldn't stop kissing your shoulder and rubbing your sides.

"i hope you do, because i would love to start raising children with you." you leaned on yunho and allowed him to love and enjoy his dessert, who he sees is sweeter than any other.

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i did this all in one day because i procrastinated on a yunho fic for so long. hope you liked this! and sorry if i now cause you to stare at the way yunho eats lol.

tags: @haram-monbebe , @ourbabies-bts , @fynmightvebeenhere , @mingiast

#ateez smut #kpop smut #ateez yunho #yunho smut #jeong yunho smut

[rollofthedie]

Try to make a Drabble about thingamabob and firefly

No angst please I can and will cry

“Whatcha got there?” Firefly asks, leaning across the table; Thingamabob pulls away with a giggle, shielding the box in his hands. “It’s a surprise tool that will help us later.” He says with as straight a face as he can, acting skills only offset but the sound of his tail thumping against the wood of the bench. 

She cocks and eyebrow. “Is that so, Mickey?”

The green beast nods excitedly. “Yeah! You’re gonna love it, but I can’t show you quite yet.” His ears droop slightly, and she chuckles.

 “Alright, alright, I can wait.” She puts her hands up placatingly, sliding back into her own chair. Immediately he perks back up, delicately placing his secret object beside him and refocusing on his meal.

The two had stopped by a local food truck on their walk to the park, the insect’s stomach having grumbled so loudly it’d almost scared a nearby squirrel from the tree. Today was one of their few breaks between shoots, allowing them to sneak off and enjoy the soft spring breeze. They’d become fast friends during filming, each drawn to the other’s unique intensity: Firefly found her sharp tongue’s match in his soft determination. When he had his sights set on something, it was nearly impossible to deter him.

She checks her phone quickly, sighing. “We gotta get a move on, you know you like to try all the swings at least three times before picking one.” The words, which should sound irritated, instead come across fond. She extends an arm and he loops his around it, already chattering on about his next song choice.

“-because I LOVE Ed Sheeran, I mean who doesn’t?? He’s amazing, and I really, REALLY hope he likes how I do it!” 

Firefly grits her teeth as his tail repeatedly smacks her bulb. “Hey, look! We’re here!” She cuts him off, tugging him towards the seesaw. “Why don’t you show me what you have?”

Thingamabob pats his pockets, smile melting as he struggles to locate the box. “Oh no, I must’ve left it at the benches!” He moans, ears tucking in to cover his eyes. “I’m an idiot.”

“Yes you are,” Firefly agrees amicably, reaching into her jacket and producing the lost item. “But luckily, I’m used to it.”

He chirps with excitement, reaching over and snatching it out of her hands. “I was giving it to you,” She grumbles good-naturedly; he ignores it. 

Vibrating with excitement he holds up a small glass animal. “Ta da!” He exclaims. 

Her snarky retort dies on her lips as she looks at the figurine of a small dancer. “Oh, it’s so pretty,” She sighs, admiring how the light refracts around it. With care he places it in her hand, curling her fingers around it.

“It’s for you! I saw it the other day and I thought you’d like it, and I was right!” His face lit up like a Christmas tree, he jumps to his feet. “You play with that and I’m gonna go find the perfect swing!”

Without waiting for an answer he runs off, and she smiles. 

#Dice drabbles #Am I saying she likes dancing? Yes #Whatcha gonna do sue me #the masked singer #Firefly mask #Thingamabob mask

[dembenchboys]

Don’t - Tyson Jost

AN: this has been in my notes for like 6-7 months now I hope you enjoy! It’s based if the song don’t by Ed Sheeran.

Warnings: cheating and a mention of sex nothing detailed at all.

Word count: 1.9k

I met this girl late last year

She said, “Don’t you worry if I disappear”

“Yes.” That's the response Layla whispered in Tyson’s ear after he asked her to spend the night with him. As he planted more open mouth kisses to her neck, Tyson could feel her breath quicken and her plus racing up.

Tyson wasn't expecting to be taken back by the stunning brunette with green eyes who he locked eye contact with as she was busy dancing in the corner with her girlfriends when he went to the local bar Monday night with the boys for a simple night of relaxing. When they bumped into one other at the counter and she introduced herself to him while grabbing a drink, he wasn't expecting his heart to race a little quicker. He hadn't expected to be bringing her home at the end of the night, yet here he was, holding her hand as they climbed into the car he had booked for them.

What Tyson really wasn't prepared for was the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach when he woke up to an empty bed and a piece of paper on his nightstand with only 11 numbers scribbled on it.

I told her I’m not really looking for another mistake

I called an old friend thinking that the trouble would wait.

Tyson realized he should've tossed the little letter away as soon as he got off the phone with JT who reminded him to think with his head and recommend throwing it away. But Tyson, on the other hand, was always one to follow his emotions rather than his mind or gut instincts. After all, he was known as a softy for a reason. His head was telling him that he should simply toss the paper away since it was just going to cause him misery. His emotions, on the other hand, were reminding him of how he felt last night when he made eye contact with her. They were reminding him of how his heart raced and how he felt a nervous pulse in his stomach for the first time in a long time.

So, four mornings after waking up to an empty bed, he decided to take the plunge and message her. He realized that texting her at 11:00 a.m. would not lead her to believe it was a booty call. Tyson opted to keep it short and sweet, only saying, "Hey, how are you?" And before he could back out, he sent the message, not realizing how drastically those four words would impact his year.

It was 10:45 p.m., according to the clock. Tyson had become increasingly nervous as Layla had yet to reply. He was thinking to himself, what if he had waited too long, what if she had just left the note out of kindness and didn't mean it? But his phone vibrated in his hand just as he was about to turn it off and put it away for the night. And there was a text message from Layla on his phone screen, saying, "I'm okay, what's up?" “Have you finally missed me enough to send a text?” Tyson felt the blood rush to his checks at that moment, as he hoped she didn't realize how long he had been waiting, but she did. Tyson decided to make up for the fact that he hadn't spoken to her in four days, so he spent the rest of the night getting to know the lovely woman he thought had a good heart.

But then I jumped right in a week later, returned

I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn

Tyson decided to invite Layla over after about a week of talking with her through his phone and tossing the idea around in his head. He had all of the spare time in the world before heading to Alberta since the Avs season had just ended.

Tyson had discovered recently she was a CU Denver student. So when they agreed on a Saturday, Tyson realized she wouldn't have classes, so he wouldn't have to worry about her cancelling, but he was still worried that she wouldn't actually show up. When a soft knock came to his door around 1:00 p.m., those nerves faded.

When Tyson awoke to an empty bed on the Tuesday morning he was supposed to leave for home, he wasn't surprised. Tyson found himself going to bed with someone and waking up alone more often after that Saturday afternoon spent with Layla at his place.

Then I put it on pause until the moment was right

I went away for months until our paths crossed again

After waking up alone on that Tuesday morning when he had to leave, Tyson wanted to put some space between himself and the situation. Tyson knew that if he went down that particular road with Layla, his heart wouldn't be able to heal if anything bad happened. Tyson tried not to think about her during his time in Alberta, but it became more difficult with each passing day. Tyson found his feelings growing towards her each day. He found himself thinking about her at odd times throughout the day, hanging with his family? Layla. Sitting around the fire pit? Layla. in bed right before he closed his eyes? Layla. She was an addiction, the kind you get when you try a new treat and can't stop thinking about it.

Tyson promised himself he wouldn't message her again until he returned to Colorado, and he kept his word. He'd been back in the city for about three weeks before he decided to pick up where they'd left off.

She told me, "I was never looking for a friend

Maybe you could swing by my room around ten

Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin

We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM"

After several late-night phone calls to catch up, Layla eventually told Tyson what this meant to her after he invited her to dinner. “Around 1:00 a.m. on a Monday morning, she muttered to him, "I'm more into the friends with benefits situation right now." Tyson was definitely devastated but he was willing to take whatever Layla had to offer.

Tyson was unprepared for the feeling he got when he glanced down at his phone after leaving JT’s apartment to see a text that said, "baby, I'm swinging by your place with a bottle." Tyson knew that meant he'd wake up alone in the morning, yet he didn't care at the time.

Tyson and Layla had been seeing each other more and more in recent weeks. Tyson’s feelings for Layla became stronger over time, but he never expressed them. He just loved her company, and if that meant getting lost in the sheets more often than not, so be it.

And for a couple weeks I only wanna see her

We drink away the days with a takeaway pizza

Tyson was in a slump, he wasn't producing on the ice as he wanted to, and the media was branding him a draft bust because of it. As a result, he found himself blocking others out, with the exception of one individual. Tyson discovered that Layla was the only one he truly wished to be with. She didn't mention hockey at all, because they could easily lose themselves in each other and block out the rest of the world. They'd eat as much takeout pizza as Tyson's diet permitted.

Yet something changed between them in those few weeks. Layla confessed to developing feelings for the curly-haired boy. As a result, they opted not to label what they were doing, but they did promise not to see other people. Not that Tyson was doing so before.

Wish I'd have written it down, the way that things played out

When she was kissing him, how I was confused about

Now she should figure it out.

Tyson should have known something was wrong when Layla started staying at school longer than usual, but he didn't think much of it, assuming it was just finals. Tyson should have known something was wrong because she took longer to respond to his text messages and began avoiding his phone calls, but he was so wrapped up in the feeling she gave him that he didn't notice. When Layla failed to pick him up from the airport on Sunday morning, Tyson should have known something was wrong, but he just convinced himself she slept in.

But two things happened when the car he ordered from the airport arrived in front of Layla's apartment and he saw her kissing the kid from her biology class: one, Tyson's heart dropped to the bottom of his stomach, and two, something clicked and everything made sense to him.

That afternoon, at Tysons' place, he had to have a conversation he would never forget .Layla explained that she genuinely wanted to be with him and that she was just messing around with Tyler, the name of the kid from biology, because she wanted to be official with Tyson. And in a relationship, she puts a significant importance on trust and respect.

So they agreed to become an official couple that day, and the eight weeks that followed were some of the happiest memories Tyson had managed to make.Tyson grew more and more in love with Layla with each passing day, and he indulged in it. He treasured the cuddles and long conversations late at night. Tyson was certain he was in love with Layla, or Ly as he began to refer to her. He was about to reveal her to the group of people in his life that he held in high regard: his teammates.

She was crying on my shoulder, I already told ya

Trust and respect is what we do this for

I never intended to be next

But you didn't need to take him to bed, that's all

And I never saw him as a threat

Until you disappeared with him to have sex, of course

Tyson wasn't expecting to see Layla on the sofa on top of Tyler from biology when he stepped into Layla's apartment on the morning of the 23rd, three days before their three-month anniversary, ready to celebrate because he'd be on the road. But that is precisely what he saw.

Layla didn't know she'd been caught until the beautiful white roses fell to the ground and the door slammed shut  from behind her.

As the knock on Tyson's door rang through the silent apartment, Tyson knew that all that had occurred in the previous year, his best days, and the one person  he could turn too would all be gone in less than 20 minutes.

Tyson had never expected to have a conversation like this one in his dark, relatively clean apartment. When Layla cried on his shoulder, he reminded her of their compromise on trust and respect, telling her, "If you were unhappy, you should have left, I never saw him as a threat, well, before you slept with him of course."

But after all of the screaming and pleading, Layla gathered her belongings and closed the door to Tyson's apartment; the sound that echoed in the house was almost close to Tyson's heart beating in his chest.

As Tyson came into the dressing room the next morning, feeling dishevelled, he grumbled to JT that he should have just thrown it out.

#tyson jost fanfiction #tyson jost x reader #tyson jost fic #tyson jost blurb #tyson jost imagine #tyson jost #colorado avalanche #avs #jt compher #nhl writing #nhl blurb #nhl fanfiction #nhl fic #nhl imagine #nhl #my writing

[itspufflehuff]

Partners - Tom Holland Imagine

Inspired by @waitimcomingtoo you should definitely check their page I love their writing so much it’s amazing!

Summary: You and Tom have been dancing with each other since you were five and he was six. Now eighteen years later is there any possibility for something more?

MATERLIST // TAGLIST

Part two

Word Count: 3,746

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It all started on the ice. You were out on the frozen lake behind your house, you'd seen the older kids skating out there before. It looked so lovely and fun you wanted to try it out yourself. None of your parents knew how to skate but they were supportive of your newfound interest. They bought you a pair of ice skates and took you out to the lake. They stood by watching and cheering you on to boost your confidence, but you kept falling. It frustrated you more and more that you couldn't get the hang of it.

You fell once more but instead of getting up you sat there and cried. You felt defeated until he showed up. With ease he skated over to you holding his hand out, "I remember when I first learned to skate. I fell a lot my legs hurt. Let me teach you." You looked up to see the little boy in front of you smiling warmly.

He held onto your hand making sure you wouldn't fall, every time it looked like you might he was quick to grab you. "Let's meet again tomorrow at two and I'll help you again." He said kindly when your parents called out for you to go home. You nodded eagerly with a huge smile plastered on your face. He helped you back to the edge of the pond making sure to not let go of your hand. "My name is Y/N," You said before leaving. "I'm Tom." He smiled back.

From that day on you met, three times a week until you got the hang of skating alone.

"I'm gonna let go." He said with worry. You were nervous but excited. You could feel your heart thumping throughout your body. With a shaky "Ok" he slowly let go of your hand. You began gliding through the lake all on your own. In the back, you could hear your and Toms parents cheering with excitement as you skated around the lake with no help and no falls. You raced back to Tom with the biggest smile on your face. Coming to a halt you embraced him in a hug, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You shouted at him.

That was the happiest day of your life. You and Tom continued meeting both on and off the ice. You never realized he lived in the house right next to yours. Although you did go to different schools, as you attended an all-girls school.

Once the ice melted, Tom told you about the dance lessons he was taking. You rushed home and begged your parents to let you join Toms class. When they heard Tom's name they were quick to agree. Your parents loved Tom, even if he was a boy. He was such a great friend to you and they wanted to help keep him in your life.

You and Tom continued to take dance classes together, and when the lake froze over you would go out and skate together. Now as dancers and skaters you and Tom would often make up your own routines on the ice like the figure skaters you loved to watch. In class, dance instructors saw the chemistry you and your best friend had. They would partner you two up for everything, and neither of you complained. You loved dancing together and soon you moved onto competitions outside of your dance group.

One day Tom excitedly ran to your house after school, "Britain's Got Talent is hosting auditions in our town, we have to go!" With much begging from both of you to each other's parents, you were allowed to audition. You were 15 at the time, Tom was 16. You both did a contemporary dance to Ed Sheeran's I See Fire.

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"I'm Tom."

"And I'm Y/N" Finally you and Tom were out on stage in front of the judges. You had been so nervous you could feel your stomach turning as your palms sweat. You held onto Tom's hand all day as it helped calm your nerves. Of course, he was nervous too but he didn't want you to fee off his anxiety so he remained calm for the both of you. The both of you sat backstage doing interviews and occasionally stretching to keep yourselves loose. When you two were called up for your five-minute warning you stood at the wings of the stage holding onto each other. When you were each handed a microphone you wished each other luck and just like he does before every dance Tom placed a soft kiss on your forehead. When you were ushered out onto stage you let go of each other and held onto your microphones imagining it was the others hand.

"Hello, nice to meet you both. What will you be doing for us today?"

You looked to Tom as if you were asking him to answer, "We'll be doing a contemporary dance to I See Fire."

The audience cheered as the judges smiled, "Ok and how long have you two been dancing?"

Backstage you and Tom discussed this, you would each take turns speaking so if he went first then it was your turn, "For about eight years now, Tom was eight and I was seven."

"And how do you two know each other? Siblings?"

You and Tom laughed at the question, "No we're the best of friends. We've known each other for ten years."

"Ok, well show us what you got, good luck."

You and Tom took your positions facing away from each other waiting for the music to begin. As soon as it did it was like you two went into another world first you started off dancing separately then you jumped into the air. Tom caught you holding onto your waist as he spun you two around. Gently he put you down as you to began dancing together. It wasn't a love song but your bodies moved in synch. You weren't scared when he had to catch you or lift you up.

Once the song ended Tom grabbed both of your mics and ran back to you. The both of you were so nervous as everyone clapped and cheered. You held onto Tom's arm awaiting to hear what the judges had to say.

"WOW! You two were amazing!" The first judge spoke.

You and Tom looked at each other in excitement. He pulled his arm out of your grasp and wrapped it around your shoulders instead, you then put your arms around his torso hugging him.

The second judge spoke, "I think you two have some bright futures ahead of you." The crowd cheered, "I mean you dance so beautifully. It's obvious you love what you do and you trust each other so much."

"I agree, " the last judge spoke, "You two have so much chemistry on stage. I mean look at you!" Once again everyone cheered. "I want to see that chemistry more in your dances instead of your backs turned to each other, ok?"

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And so that's what you gave them. You and Tom started doing more romantic songs and everyone loved it. You made it to the top three, unfortunately, you both won second place. However, your careers didn't end there. With all of the attention you two got from being on the show you were featured on many more shows and were even invited back as a mid-show entertainment.

You and Tom entered multiple competitions typically winning one of the top three spots. Your families were so proud of you both. Now you two were the most popular dances, almost as famous as Julianne and Derek Hough.

You loved being able to work with your best friend every day.

~~~~

"Y/N where is my bowtie!" Tom called out. His head was basically lost inside his costume trunk. You were sitting in front of the mirror putting the finishing touches on your makeup.

You rolled your eyes in amusement as you looked down at the vanity, "Tom maybe if you pulled your head out of that trunk you'd remember you took it out ages ago so this wouldn't happen."

He walked over to you grabbing the tie, "Psh I knew it was here. I'm just trying to keep you sharp."

"Sure you are." You laughed as you got up. He held the tie out for you to take. This was how it went before every performance. You and Tom shared a dressing room, you've known each other for almost twenty years and you were adults now, you weren't afraid to change in front of each other. He never got the hang of tying his bow tie, or that's what he let you believe, so whenever he needed to wear one for his costume you helped him put it on.

"There," you said putting your hands down, "You really should learn how to put this on by yourself Tom."

"Yeah but you do it so perfectly," he kissed the top of your head and turned to grab his shoes. Again you rolled your eyes at him but smiled, "Ready?" He looked up at you and smiled, "Ready."

"And now, Y/N and Tom Holland dancing to Teeth!" The interviewer called out. You and Tom stood center stage as the camera panned over to you.  

You started facing each other, your faces were supposed to be serious but Tom being his usual self tried to make you break as he wiggled his eyebrows and blew you a kiss. You squinted at him as you very slowly shook your head at him. As the music started you two circled each other as you'd done in rehearsal every day the past week.

When the singer began Tom reached out for your hand leading you two into a foxtrot.

'Can't look away, can't look away'

Tom turned his head to both sides of him and you brought him back to look into your eyes.

'Push me away, push me away'

You pushed Tom and he jumped back as you walked away.

'Begged me to stay, begged me to stay'

He jumped up in front of you getting down on one knee as if begging you not to go.

You picked him back up and began dancing together again.

'Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive'

You two quickly pulled back from each other never looking away.

'Fight so dirty but your love so sweet'

You pretended to punch him from where you were as Tom was "blocking" it. He ran over to you twirling you so that your back was turned to him.

'Talk so pretty but your heart got teeth'

You swayed together as he pretended to whisper into your ear. You turned swiftly pretending to sink your teeth into his neck.

'Late night devil put your hands on me and never, never, never, ever let go'

He pulled away from you as you circled him, your hands trailing over his chest, back, and around to his abdomen. You jumped away from each other as the song went back to 'fight so dirty'

Instead of doing the same thing as before you did a flip back as Tom made his way back to you, he put his hand on your shoulder. You ducked under it as you turned to him. He grabbed onto your waist as you two did another foxtrot quickly to the music.

Once the song ended you and Tom ran to each other. He grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up to him holding you tight as he twirled you. That's how it was after every performance. You two loved dancing together and had so much energy after you had to take it out somehow. You waved to the audience as you walked to the couch hand in hand.  

You let go of each other's hands to shake the interviewer's hand.

"Wow! You two are incredible! How do you do that? It must get tiring?" Graham Norton asked.

Tom looked to you smiling, "It's a lot of hard work and super tiring but it's worth it to be able to dance with this one every day."

"I bet. The chemistry radiating between you is amazing! So you two have been doing this for what eighteen years?" Norton asked.

"Well yes and no. We started out ice skating but once the ice melted we had nothing else to do, then Tom started dancing and of course, as my skating partner I had to be his dance partner. So we've been dancing for sixteen years now." You explained with a big smile on your face.

"Have you two ever thought about doing anything outside of dancing? Or outside of the two of you?"

You and Tom looked at him like he suggested committing a heinous crime.

"No."

"God no."

You spoke at the same time causing the audience to laugh.

"We come as a package deal, I never dance without Tom or with anyone else. There's no one I could trust more than him to toss me in the air and catch me." You giggled.

"And what about with relationships? Do you come as a packaged deal then?"

"Of course! Tom is my best friend. He's sticking with me no matter what a guy says."

Tom let out an 'aww' as he put his arm around you and pulled you close to him so he could place a kiss on your head.

~~~~

The interview flew by. On the car ride home, Tom couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "What's so funny?" You asked.

"Nothing, it's just, remember when we were younger you were always so terrified to answer questions? Now you're a pro and take over."

You gasped, "I do not!"

"Oh yes, you do!" He fought back with a laugh.

A blush crept up onto his face as you realized he was right. Noticing this he reached for your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, "It's ok, no need to be embarrassed it's a good thing."

When he parked in front of your house you sat in the car for a second longer, "Wanna come in and have a movie night?"

He sighed as he looked over at you, "I would love to but I've actually got a date tonight."

You looked at him confused, "When were you planning on telling me?" You were never the jealous type but you always told each other things it was weird for you to find out he had a date right before he had the date. You usually knew moment plans for a date were made.

"Umm, never?" He slowly admitted.

"What?!" You looked at him in shock.

"I just wasn't expecting much to come from this so I only asked her out because she kept hinting at it when we met." He defended himself.

"I want you to call me with details." You squinted at him then left.

You watched as his car drove off. Letting out a puff of air you turned ready to enter your home.

~~~~

While Tom was out on his date you decided to watch some movies alone waiting for his call. Every time your phone rang you anxiously looked hoping it was Tom. None of them were. He finally called you the next afternoon three hours before you two were meant to attend an album release party together.

"Y/N?"

"Tom! So nice of you to finally call." You huffed.

"Sorry, I uh- I got caught up. Listen I won't be able to make it to the party tonight do you mind covering for me?" you heard giggling in the back.

"Tom- what? Why not?"

"I've got to go, thanks Y/N!" He shouted then hung up quickly.

~~~~

That night at the party you told anyone who would ask that time sprained his ankle last night and was at home resting. You didn't stay for long. Tom was usually there to keep you company but without him, you couldn't seem to have fun you left the party just before ten in the night saying you had rehearsal early in the morning.

You checked your phone when you got home to see if Tom might have texted or called, he didn't. For the next few months, he became very distant. You found out the girl he didn't expect much from was more than either of you expected. They went out all the time and when you met her she was very cold towards you.

Even your manager noticed Tom's change in behavior. She started booking you two for fewer events seeing as how it was starting to affect your dancing. His mind seemed to be somewhere else all the time. Then one day he came to your house looking sad and guilty, "Tom." He stood there shocked. He hardly ever came to your house anymore.

"Hey, Y/N." You were still standing in front of the door when he cleared his throat, "Um can I come in?"

Quickly you moved to the side opening the door, "Of course, come on in." He made his way to your couch taking a seat. He noticed your laptop was on the coffee table, taking a closer look he saw what you were watching. It was a video compilation of your days on Britains Got Talent. A small smile crept on his face as he felt his stomach do tiny flips. Then he remembered why he came and his heart dropped. You took a seat next to him quickly closing your laptop hoping he hadn't seen what was there. The truth was you missed him so much your heart hurt.

He turned to you grabbing your hands, "Y/N, I came over here to tell you that I'm done."

You sat there confused, "What? I don't understand?"

He looked down trying to hold back the tears, "What I'm saying is, I'm done dancing. I can't do this anymore. At least not with you. We cant be friends anymore." He finally blurted out.

You pulled your hands away from him, "What?" How could he say something like this? Then it hit you, "This is because of her isn't it?" You'd never even bothered to learn her name. You just hoped he would finally see she wasn't right for him.

"No, she has nothing to do with it." He stumbled over his words.

"Then why?"

His mouth hung open then shut. He didn't know what to say. Of course it was because of her.

"You're really going to choose this girl who you only met over me your best friend since we were kids?" Once again he stood silent. "Dammit, Tom do you know how many guys I had to break up with because they weren't comfortable with our relationship?"

"I know but-"

"But what? What happened to us being a packaged deal?" You began to raise your voice.

"I never said that, that was all you." He instantly regretted saying that.

You got up and made your way to the door, "Leave. You can figure this out with our manager. Just- just get out of my house." Your voice was low almost like a whisper.

He didn't get up from his spot on the couch. He felt frozen but you spoke once more and the sound of your voice broke his heart, "Please, just go." So he did.

~~~~

A few weeks and many canceled events later you and Tom appeared on a dance show as their special guests, "It is with a heavy heart I announce, for their last performance together, Y/N L/N and Tom Holland"                      

Normally your dances together would include some sort of physical touch, whether it be you grabbing onto him, him throwing you in the air, or some sort of step dance but this time there wasn't any of that. You remained separate throughout the whole song performing the same movements in sync except towards the end your movements began to differ from one other.

By the end of the dance, you heard cheers and hollers from the audience. You never looked at Tom once, not backstage when you were getting ready, not when you made your way to the dance floor, and certainly not now when the dance was over. You kept your head looking straight at the crowd in front of you as tears filled your eyes with a bittersweet smile. With one hand over your heart, you waved to the audience then walked off stage with your head hanging down.

The whole time Tom was looking at you. He felt his chest tighten when you began to walk off without even glancing his way. He had to keep reminding himself this was his doing. He was the one who pushed you away, yet it still hurt to know you wouldn't give him one last hug like you usually did after every performance.

He tried to rush after you but when he got backstage there were too many people walking around for him to find you. Luckily you both were sharing a dressing room so he ran there hoping he'd be able to find you there but to his disappointment, he was met with an empty room. It looked as if you grabbed all your belongings and ran out of there.

The truth was you didn't want to see him because you knew that if you did it would make him leaving so much harder. The last time you spoke to him was that night in your home. Lucky for you Tom had canceled any event you two were supposed to be at together. This made not seeing him so much easier. Of course, you had to face him at rehearsal but it was your idea to do the dance separately. Not only would it be easier on your heart but it was a perfect representation of how you two were drifting apart. The last obstacle was the actual performance, which proved to be easier than you expected. In the dressing room, Tom didn't try to make much conversation so you kept your head down. When the dance was over you had a strong urge to turn and hug him but you stood your ground and ran out of the room as quick as you could. The second you entered the dressing room you began to break down. Not wanting Tom to see you like that you took your bag and ran to your car as quick as you could.

#tom holland #tom imagine #tom holland x y/n #tom holland fanfiction #peter parker #spiderman #mcu #marvel #marvel imagine #imagine #fanfic #angst

[forever--rain]

*hops up and down excitedly* EVER I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ON HERE RN BUT FHDJKSFHA I CAME OUT OF MY CAVE TO SAY SUKKA PLAYLIST!!! DO IT DO IT DO IT I THINK WE ONLY HAVE ONE? ON SPOTIFY WHICH IS A TRAVESTY MAKE ONE PLEASE

BLUE, YOU ARE LITERALLY MY FAVORITE PERSON IN THIS FANDOM. YOU AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL BRAIN. I'M NEVER GOING TO GET OVER THIS ASK.

Footage of me creating this playlist:

Look. You guys know that I love Zutara. But I don't think you all realize that I love Sukka just as much. Their love is so pure and their vibe as a couple is just... *sigh* 💙💚💙💚💙💚 So putting together this playlist was so much fun. I'll put all explanations of songs below the cut because this reply is already long without what comes next (but you should read them because you'll get the full effect of this playlist).

All The Small Things by blink-182

Cross Me (feat. Chance the Rapper & PnB Rock) by Ed Sheeran

I Think He Knows by Taylor Swift

I Like Me Better (Spotify Studios Version) by Lauv

Ho Hey by The Lumineers

Jackie and Wilson by Hozier

Passenger Seat by Death Cab For Cutie

Stand By Me by Florence + The Machine

The Bones - with Hozier by Maren Morris

Yours - Wedding Edition by Russell Dickerson

Send me a playlist title and I’ll give you 5-10 songs I think would go on it!

All The Small Things

She left me roses by the stairs/Surprises let me know she cares

First of all, Suki would. Second of all, I firmly believe that Sokka and Suki would constantly be doing little things to show each other that they care. Sokka would send Suki his drawings and things he's carved for her. Suki would send Sokka little gadgets and pick up fun little accessories for him at the market. They'd leave out snacks for one another. And they would always, always be there to support one another 100% of the time.

Cross Me

Just know, if you cross her, then you cross me

"WHERE. IS. SUKI?"

I rest my case.

I Think He Knows

He's so obsessed with me, and boy I understand/Boy I understand

I love this song for Sokka and Suki because we all know that Sokka throws off major "THAT'S MY WIFE" vibes in regard to Suki. As he should. But if you think that badass, super cool Suki isn't also low-key super into Sokka in the same way you are wrong. She's the type of girl to totally get why he's into her. (Why wouldn't he be? DUH.) But she would also 100% be like, "Check out this hot, goofy genius! HE'S MINE. I LANDED HIM! THAT'S MY HUSBAND!!"

I Like Me Better

To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me//Damn, I like me better when I'm with you

I picked this song because of the influence Suki had on Sokka's character. Their interactions on Kyoshi Island really did change him for the better. Sokka spent so much of the series lost and feeling as though he didn't belong, but Suki brought out the best in him and helped his character evolve. He saw her, this incredible warrior with a heart of gold who wouldn't take his misogynist crap, and started working to be a better person. And I think we can all agree it was awesome to see him come into his own as a strategist and warrior. A large part of that is thanks to Suki. And Sokka would acknowledge that.

Ho Hey

I belong with you, you belong with me/You're my sweetheart

I don't think this choice needs much of an explanation. Just... They belong together, you guys.

Jackie and Wilson

She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild/Laughing away through my feeble disguise/No other version of me I would rather be tonight/And, Lord, she found me just in time//She's gonna save me/Call me "baby"/Run her hands through my hair

Again, I'd like to point back to Sokka and Suki's first meeting. She comes out of nowhere, sees right through him, and it's thanks to her that Sokka changes his views on women (it takes time, of course, and loss, but he gets there). Also, the loss that Sokka experiences with Yue clearly affects his relationship with Suki in Book 2. He has to learn to be comfortable with the fact that Suki can save herself as well as him. And by the time Book 3 rolls around, we see them working together as a seamless team. He knows she has his back and she knows he has hers.

Passenger Seat

When you feel embarrassed/Then I'll be your pride/When you need directions/Then I'll be the guide/For all time

Oh, this song is so subtly Sukka. I hear these specific lines and think of Toph and Aang laughing at Sokka's Suki sand sculpture and Suki being proud of the fact that he even tried. I think of them being each other's compass, guiding light, and level head in stressful situations. They are so steady for and so true to one another. And I'm not crying, you're crying.

Stand By Me

If the sky that we look upon/Should tumble and fall/Or the mountains should crumble to the sea/I won't cry, I won't cry/No, I won't shed a tear/Just as long as you stand, stand by me

I chose this song because of how Sokka and Suki make one another stronger. They bolster each other. They face down certain death in the knowledge that their partner has their back and that's a beautiful thing. (Also, Florence Welch's voice on this track is incredibly emotive and intensifies the Sukka feels.)

The Bones

When there ain't a crack in the foundation/Baby, I know any storm we're facing/Will blow right over while we stay put/The house don't fall when the bones are good

This is my quintessential Sukka song. I always think of them older, maybe ten years after the war, when I hear this song. The two of them are as unshakeable as they've ever been. Was their first meeting great? No. But they grew together and formed something solid and real. I'm not one to advocate for childhood sweethearts or high school sweethearts (which is what they would've been in a "normal" storyline), but my god. These two would've been the teenage sweethearts who made it. They'd still be super into one another at 85 and just as in love as they'd ever been. If they had trials, they would've only pulled through stronger. These are two people who are capable of seeing past first impressions and loving one another for their true selves and... UGH. I LOVE them, okay?

Yours

I was one in a hundred billion/A burned out star in a galaxy/Just lost in the sky, wonderin' why/Everyone else shines out but me//But I came to life when I first kissed you/The best me has his arms around you/You make me better than I was before/Thank God I'm yours

Sokka said it himself: Compared to the others in the group, he didn't feel special because they could all bend and he couldn't. He lost his boomerang and had an identity crisis. That's the boy Suki met on Kyoshi Island--the boy who felt inferior to his little sister and to the Avatar; the boy who had to put on a false facade of bravado because he was scared... The boy who thought that it was a man's job to be the protector. The boy who thought a girl couldn't kick his ass purely because she was a girl.

Our girl ignited that change in him. Sokka knows full well what Suki's influence has done for him and he adores her for it. He's grateful for her impact on his life and he's obviously blown away by the fact that she loves him. You can tell it's the kind of relationship where he realized that if he was going to be worthy of her, he needed to prove it to her because she knew her worth. She wouldn't settle for a guy who thought she was inferior to him--she wanted someone who would see her as an equal. By the end of the series, she's his partner in every respect. He proves to her that he trusts her to have his back, that he trusts her judgement, that he trusts her in general.

Sokka knows that he's the best version of himself with Suki. He would 100% spend the rest of his life in awe of the fact that she loves him and that he's landed this miracle of a woman who has always seen him as an equal--even when he didn't feel equal to anyone else because he couldn't bend.

#ask evergreen #evergreen answers #playlist asks #thebluesunflower44 #sukka #really #read the explanations for each song you guys #get the full Sukka Feels effect #their love makes me so happy #THANK YOU BLUE FOR REQUESTING THIS PLAYLIST #blue and her big beautiful brain #when I got this ask I lost my mind #and I'm still not over it #*cries in sukka* #sukka my beloved

[writhingcreature]

Cheryl Blossom? For the character ask game. The friendship headcanon you had for Archie/Jug/Betty has me intrigued

Based on this post

1. Favorite thing about them

The way she’s secretly just a really heartbroken person looking for love and safety and stability. She needs therapy so bad and lashes out because she can’t handle any kind of struggle without her instincts kicking in and making her snap. It kind of reminds me of an abused dog tbh? Like dogs are the Softest Babies until you treat them badly and the they’re feral and dangerous and I think that applied to Cheryl a lot. I wanna give her a forehead kiss and a 45 minute hug ugh

2. Least favorite thing about them

I will say the way she bites peoples’ heads off is actually kind of funny sometimes but ultimately is uncalled for. She tends to be unable to handle problems without hurting someone else - especially in the early seasons. She seems better from what I’ve seen of spoilers but I wish she would go to therapy and not sink her claws into the nearest person anytime she isn’t feeling great.

3. Favorite line

“Dear god Betty, is there no memory - however traumatic - you won’t defile?” GOD it’s her best line. She’s the only one who ever calls Betty Cooper out and I absolutely adore her for it. Best character in the whole show I don’t even care anymore.

4. BrOTP

Cheryl/Archie siblings should have been expanded on more as a dynamic. Cheryl/Veronica should have been used more too, Cheryl needs a friend she can turn to. I also would have loved a friendship between Fangs and Sweeetpea for Cheryl since she ended up dating Toni and should have spent time around them by association. All of these relationships? Would have died for them. None of them were canon. (Goes insane)

5. nOTP

Cheryl/Jughead. I can see the appeal of this ship and used to like it myself but recently I really am addicted to lesbian Cheryl and think that a ship that includes her dating a boy just doesn’t hit as hard. It’s not canon to my knowledge exactly where her sexuality lands (we see her kiss Archie but I always saw that as comphet as well as being pressured by her family as WELL as being alone and scared and clinging to the only person who was kind to her in that moment) but I just. Lesbian Cheryl yeah :) Also gay Jughead but that’s another post lmao-

6. OTP

I know Cheryl has another girlfriend in season five but from where I’m at I really love Choni. I don’t know if they hit otp standing but I do love them. Would have also liked a possible exploration of Veronica/Cheryl because wlw-curious girls exploring their sexualities together would have been dope. I don’t know if I have a MAIN Cheryl ship. I just ship her with happiness tbh.

7. Random headcannon

I always loved artist Cheryl and I saw they’re doing it season 5 I am SO FUCKING EXCITED. When it was initially introduced in season two I lost my MIND. I had it in my head season one the second we saw her daily makeup looks and stellar fashion choices and I am so glad that for once Riverdale writer and me saw eye to eye. Best day of my life.

8. Unpopular opinion

Jason wasn’t a good brother. I don’t know how far this opinion goes or if it really stands as unpopular but the discourse this started last time I stated someone was a bad familial member I’m just gonna state that from my viewpoint and the way I read the scene between them, it really seemed like Jason was going to run away from his problems and leave Cheryl to carry the burden of it all. That’s all, please don’t go off on me about this.

9. Song I associate them with

“Give Me Love” by Ed Sheeran

10. Favorite picture

THEY LOOK SO HAPPY IM GONNA SOB

#Cheryl blossom #Riverdale

[iamdunn]

Miraculous Flash Forward Part 16: Familiar Enemies

A Miraculous Fan-Fic

Written By 

AJ Dunn

It had been years since the four of them had done this, it made them all feel like children again as they walked around Paris looking for Andre. The sun was beginning to descend casting hues of pink and orange across the blue sky.

“It’s the most romantic time of day.” Marinette said. “I bet we’ll find him by the Seine.”

“I agree, Andre never could miss a romantic opportunity.” Alya agreed. Nino took her hand as they ran like children towards the bridge. This was where the Liberty used to dock all the time. Adrien remembered when all of their friends would gather on this bank to eat Andre’s ice cream and listen to Kitty Section. He had always wanted it to be Marinette that he shared an ice cream with, but she always denied having feelings for him, no matter how hard he fished for it. He smiled down at her as they waited behind Nino and Alya to get their ice cream for the first time. 

“Uhh… Marinette, what a vision of perfection, and Young Adrien is a man fit for her protection…” His face seems more delighted to see them together than pretty much anyone else. “Mint for his emerald starre, Black Cherry for the beautiful lives you will share, Your love is as destined as the stars astuc upon the sea. You two were always meant to be.” he handed Adrien the cone as Marinette and Alya giggled. They sat down by the Seine for old times sake as they reminisced. 

“Wait, you finally proposed?” Nino wasn’t quiet. “Did she say yes?”

“Well, no, she kinda just babbled for a few minutes until I just kissed her and that was the end of it.” Adrien looked at her cheeks now flushed then spooned a bite of ice cream into her mouth. 

“Do you guys hear that?” Alya said as everyone quieted to listen. There was music playing nearby, band music. They all stood up and headed down the bank of the Seine until they found the source.

“The Liberty.” they all shouted in unison as they ran towards it. The gangplank was up and they could see their old friends playing. Luka and Julek on guitars. Ivan on the drums. Mylene, and Zoe, seated on actual seats rather than box’s. There were two small square tables now on the deck with four chairs each. Mylene and Zoe were seated at one table. The song came to an abrupt end as Adrien crossed the gangplank with Marinette’s hand in his. They were following Alya and Nino, but when the song ended it was the moment Luka’s eyes caught Adriens. 

“It’s about time.” Luka set his guitar down and ran to the couple. He threw his arms around Adrien’s neck pulling him tight into a hug. They were nearly the same height but Luka was still rather thin compared to the musculature tone of Adriens chest and shoulders. “I knew you two were roommates, and there had been rumors that you were more.” he said as he pulled away. The turned his attention to Marinette giving her a hug, stooping to reach her shoulders. 

“Adrien...Adrien...Adrien.” the band called to him urging him to join them on stage. Adrien blushed as he pulled out a seat for Marinette. Alya and Nino sat down at the empty table with Marinette. Zoe and Mylene moved their chairs and pushed the two tables together so they could all sit together. Adrien stepped up to the keyboard.

“I haven’t played in so long.” He confessed. “But uh, can you guys do this.” he hit a few notes mimicking a tune for a song. 

“Bad Romance, hell yeah.” Luka said.

“I don’t know the words to that one.” Rose said, as she was the main singer.

“Let me handle this one.” Adrien smiled. He looked over at Marinette. She hadn’t been listening so he started playing out the tune. The audience stopped talking and watched. The upbeat music took over as Adrien began to sing the lyrics. Juleka almost missed her beat as she was caught off guard. Rose stood quietly listening to him before she too began to sing, didn’t know all of the lyrics, but she knew the harmony. 

“Adrien, I always knew you a lot more rock & roll and a lot less piano solo.” Luka smiled. “Another one?” Adrien smiled at Marinette who’s eyes locked on his. Adrien nodded. Adrien started playing a tune, Luka recognized it and began playing along with Juleka as Ivan stilled his drums to watch. 

Adrien's voice rose up as he sang a song that often played in his mind when he was with Marinette. It was Perfect, by Ed Sheeran. The crowd awed as the words slipped softly from his lips as he played his eyes lost in hers. He watched her face glow. Her hands folded together under her chin. He almost lost his words as her eyes twinkled with the love he felt for her. When the line about having children came, she blushed and turned her eyes away. He hadn’t gone that far with her, not yet. He wanted to, so badly it hurt, but he was holding on to the one thing he had never given anyone, he wouldn’t give it away that easily and he was sure she had never experienced it either. 

The night out on the town had been a well needed break from the twins. They were spending the night with Tom & Sabine, in Marinette’s old bedroom. They were happy to get to bake cookies and Tom was excited to teach them. Adrien mused over what it would be like to have grandchildren and this was his trial run.

Adrien and Marinette made transformed into Cat and Ladybug for a high rise tour of the city. A means to get back to the people they used to be. This time, as they ran from rooftop to rooftop with Adrien’s cat puns and jests, Marinette returned his jokes with snarky playful comments in response. Adrien was happy she had stopped shutting down his playful side and let herself enjoy it. The one hesitancy he had to let her have all of him, was her inability to accept all of him. He had worried that she only saw the sunshine boy that his father had made him out to be, and that she wouldn’t accept him for who he really was. 

“I hope you can love this side of me,” He said as he collided with her in mid-air. He hung by one arm suspended under a street lamp as he clung to her with the other. “Because this is who I truly am. Not that.” He looked up to see an old poster of him from his modeling days sprawled out on a street advert. It was from his fragrance commercial. Suddenly and before their eyes, the images changed to photos from the days his father made him pose with Lila. She was kissing him, but he never kissed her on the lips. A pink heart was around their faces as the close up showed them locked in a loving embrace.

“What the…” Adrien lost his grip on the lamp post as he and Ladybug slipped to the street below. 

“Adrien.” Marinette said, staring at the image. “You and Lila?” 

“I never have,” he said angrily. “This is fake. But how.” Ladybug swung her yo-yo angrily at the poster knowing that vandalism was a crime didn’t change the ache in her heart. The image dissolved into smoke and an image of Kitty Section took it’s place. 

“A mirage.” Ladybug said. 

“Vulpina?” 

“But how, Hawk Moth was the only way she could receive her powers.” Ladybug thought for a second. “Trixx.” She called Alya, 

“Do you have Trixx, are you still wearing your…”

“Slow down girl, yeah of course. Why?” Ladybug sighed and told her about the mirage. They heard a maniacal laugh coming from the rooftops and quickly descended, letting her phone call go. They scout the town until they saw her coming towards them. It was Rena Rouge. 

“I came as quickly as I could.” Rena said. “Where…” they could hear the laughter again coming from an adjacent rooftop.

“You will never be as powerful as me, Rena Rouge.” The voice came from the supervillain Vulpin. 

“You’re just a bad copy from an old book.’ Cat yelled back. The three stood on the rooftop ready for whatever she would send their way. 

“Hawk Moth will give me any power I want,” She sang into the air. 

“Hawk Moth?” the three said together. In an instant, the maniac was gone. She was just another illusion. The three separated, agreeing to meet up later to discuss what just happened. 

“Felix?” Marinette asked as they sat on the couch in his room. “I hate to think he is Hawk Moth, but…”

“It fits. I mean he was the last one to have the broach, he disappeared before the end of the tempest battle, and…” 

“He’s been missing ever since.” Marinette finished. 

“I uh, had someone make up the next room for you…”

“OH…” Marinette folded an arm over her chest draping her hand on her shoulder. “Okay.” 

“I mean, you said…” Adrien scratched the back of his neck for a minute as he stood up looking at his childhood bed. They had slept together before, but it wasn’t a regular thing. He stripped off his t-shirt and tossed it on the floor. Looking back down at her as she sat on the couch. Her face slowly turned up as her eyes traced the lines on his belly to the lines on his chest. Her face glowed brightly until they locked eyes. 

“Well?” He offered her his hand. She took it as she stood up. He guided her to his bed. He pulled back the blankets on the side she normally slept on and pulled her to it laying her down. They had already put on their pajamas, however, he liked to sleep with as little on as possible when he slept alone. However, with her in his bed, he didn’t trust his own self-control without a few layers between them.

She clung to his hand as he stood at the side of the bed. He dove over her making the bed bounce. She giggled as he playful rolled around messing up the blankets. She scruffed his wild blond hair before he straightened himself laying his head on the pillow only centimeters from her face.  

“Silly Kitty.” Marinette rolled to her side and faced him. 

“I hope this doesn’t BUG you.” he played. 

“You’re imPAWsible.” she giggled. He loved it when she used cat puns. He kissed her lips as his hand weaved through her hair. He pulled her into him as her hands wrapped around his waist, throwing one leg over him. She maneuvered her body till he was on his back with her straddling him. He shuddered as he felt her warmth on him. Her kiss, hungry for his. 

His hands held her at her hips as her chest lay flatly on his, her hands now in his hair. Oh, if only he had his Cat suit on. It enhanced all of his senses and was the kind of protection he needed right now to give him the resolve to not go too far. He twitched his fingers into her sides tickling her in hopes of breaking this hold, knowing he didn’t have the will to stop it. She began to squirm on him. Her hips moving from side to side as they rubbed on his…. He gasped. Had he known she would move like that he would have thought twice about it. 

“Adrien.” She stopped to look at his face. She must have seen the look on his face as she settled down putting all of her weight onto his hips. Suddenly she shot up on her knees lifting her weight from him. He gripped her hips so she wouldn’t go too far. 

“Shh.” He brought one hand up to her face cupping it gently before bringing it to meet him. Their lips locked again as she settled herself back down to his hips. Her face had brightened to a red he had never seen before and it broke him, he didn’t think he had the will to stop. Suddenly there was a noise at the window. They both jumped from bed to see what it was. The light in the bedroom blocked out the view of the darkened city outside. Adrien ran to the switch, turning the light off. There was a figure standing on the rooftop across the street, someone was watching them. They ran to the window but the figure ran from the rooftop. 

Marinette sat on the bed shivering. Adrien put his arm around her trying to comfort her. 

“Someone was watching us.” She squeaked embarrassed at the compromising position they had been seen in. “Were they taking pictures?” That is certainly what the sound was, a camera click without a flash. Adrien often kept the window open but he closed it and set the lock. He noticed something attached to the window. A note. Attached to a suction dart clung to the window. 

‘Enjoy what you have now

Before I take it all

YOU WILL BE MINE!

“What is it?” Marinette asked from the bed. He handed her the note. She dropped it the instant her eyes saw the words. A shriek left her mouth. “Do you think it was meant for you or me?” Adrien looked back at the window. 

“If it was Vuplina.” He paused.

“Then it was meant for you.” Marinette finished. “Lila has always wanted you, and would do anything to get rid of her competition.” 

“What do you say? We check out the room across the hall, the windows there are less visible to outsiders.” He took her hand and led her across the hall. 

Marinette left the house before Adrien woke up. She had spent all morning searching the internet for someone. Alix wasn’t in France anymore, in fact she was participating in extreme sports in Florida. Marinette pulled out the horse miraculous and merged it with Tikki. She used a portal to plop herself into Alix’s bedroom. She was still asleep but at least she was alone. Pegabug woke her up. Alix sat up rubbing her eyes trying to make out the figure before her. 

“Is it time?” Alix asked as she sat up. 

“I think it is, Someone has the Butterfly Miraculous, and now Vulpina is back.” Alix was suddenly awake. She remembered how much chaos the illusionist caused especially during Heros day. “I think you will know when to use this.” She handed her the pocket watch then went over the instructions for how to use the Kwami’s power after introducing her to Fluff again. 

“Should I come back to Paris?” Alix asked. 

“I think you will be fine, better safe to keep your distance, just monitor everything from here.” Pegabug then made another portal. Good thing she had built up the strength to use her power more than once before needing to recharge. She returned to the manor and found Adrien standing in front of her. 

“Did you give Alix the bunny?” He asked. Pegabug released her transformation and nodded. “Good, we need to call Luka.” He said picking up his phone.

“NO, we need to call EVERYONE.” Marinette said. “NO one but us can know about Alix. and only because you have known as long as I have that she would one day be Bunnyx.” Adrien called Luka while Marinette and Alya. They were calling a team meeting at the one place Lila didn’t know about. The Barge. 

The band was playing by the time Adrien and Marinette arrived. They had to stop by the bakery to make sure the girls weren’t causing too much trouble. Luka, Juleka, Rose and Ivan jammed out a beat as Mylene, Zoe, Alya, Nino, Max, Kim, and Kagami, sat at the tables. The music died down as the band set their instruments aside. 

“Shall we all go downstairs.” Luka walked everyone inside. The Living room area was large enough for the whole group with a large sectional style couch wrapping around the wall leaving a large enough area for the band to practice if they chose too. Everyone but Marinette and Adrien sat down. 

“We have an announcement to make.” Adrien started, his arm around Marinette’s shoulders. “We are getting married.” 

“Finally.” the whole group said together as they all began to mutter amongst themselves about how long it had taken for them to finally see the moon through the stars. Something that was so obvious, that everyone else seemed to know but they were always too blinded by the stars to see it. Adrien could feel the heat in his cheeks as a shy smile spread on his face. He was still kicking himself for being so oblivious of Marinette in high school. He knew she liked him, but thought it was only his model status and her desire to become a designer, nothing more. She never thought she was good enough for him. 

“That isn’t the only news.” the crowd hushed as Marinette spoke up. “Mylene wasn’t the first of us to receive the Mullo, the mouse miraculous, I was.” Marinette confessed. Alya, Luka and Adrien were the only ones to know the truth of this group. So keeping Ladybugs secret was imperative. 

“And I am Aspik, I held Sass before Luka did.” He said with a shy smirk. “I wasn’t very good at it, but I am close friends with Chat, we play video games together and…” 

“Talk about how horrible the rich boy's life is together?” Luka jokes. “You rich boys were probably skiing in the Alps.” 

“Wait, Cat Noir is rich?” Ivan asked. 

“Richer than I am.” Adrien confessed scratching the back of his neck. 

“Ladybug and Cat Noir found us this morning, they had followed a suspicious person to our window. Where they found this.” Marinette helped up the note. 

“So it was Vulpina.” Alya said. The group began to mutter worried about the illusions that nearly ruined everything for everyone. 

“Who is Vulpina anyway?” Kim asked. 

“Lila.” Marinette said. “The master of Lies and illusions.” Shock fell on the faces of the group. They had all believed her lies and coddled her even against Marinette who they all agreed was the most honest of them all. 

“We will all stand together again.” Luka stood up putting his fist into the center of the room. Zoe and Juleka joined him. Kim, who was always up for a competition, was next. Soon everyone stepped in as Adrien and Marinette refrained. “Get in here.” Luka smiled knowingly at them. They added their fists to the bump.

#miraculous fandom #ladynoir #miraculous chat noir #adrienette #miraculous ladybug #marichat #miraculous world #felix graham de vanily #adrien agreste #Adrien Graham De Vanily #vulpina #hawk moth #miraculous luka #luka couffaine #rose x juleka #king monkey #purple tigress

[thatsamericano]

We Keep This Love in a Photograph

Pairing/Characters: America/Romano, Veneziano POV.

Rating: Teen, but only for cursing. This is pure fluff.

Word Count: 882

Summary: Romano and Veneziano lead America on a sightseeing tour through Rome, and America irritates his boyfriend by incessantly taking pictures of everything he sees, including random people.

A/N: Written for Day 5 of Romerica/Itapan week run by @welovefrukmerunning and the prompt “tour guide.” Based on Chapter 3 of Hetalia World Stars, and my headcanon that Romano was there when America was touring Rome. Title from the Ed Sheeran song “Photograph.”

In Rome, America stood out like a sore thumb. He was wearing a casual polo shirt, a sun visor, khaki cargo shorts, and open-toed sandals as Veneziano and Romano showed him various spots throughout the city. He even had a fanny pack and a camera worn on a strap around his neck! If his appearance didn’t give him away as an American tourist, his loud, booming voice surely would have.

Feliciano didn’t mind escorting Alfred around, even if he was conspicuous and loud. America was so enthusiastic about everything he saw that it was honestly hard to find fault with him. It was sweet, if a bit excessive. But Alfred was so enthusiastic that it was clearly beginning to get on Romano’s nerves, even though Savino was the one who had invited his boyfriend to visit him and sightsee in Rome in the first place.

At the Vatican, Alfred had snapped so many pictures he would have surely run out of film if his camera hadn’t been digital. While Savi was trying to steer him away from the pickpockets lurking outside, he managed to get a photo of the pickpockets too. Then, at the Colosseum, he’d not only taken pictures of the ancient amphitheater, but also gotten in line to pose for a picture with a “real-life gladiator” (despite Romano rolling his eyes and pointing out that gladiators didn’t exist anymore and Veneziano informing him that he could get a photo taken with someone else dressed up like a gladiator without spending so much money). Finally, when they reached the Spanish Steps, America took several pictures before running halfway up them to take photos of some random people who happened to be sitting on them.

This was when Romano finally lost patience with his boyfriend. He marched up the steps, gesturing angrily. Feliciano hesitantly followed, hoping that the impending argument wouldn’t go too badly or attract too much attention. “Jesus Christ, Fredo! What the fuck is with all the pictures?!”

Alfred slowly lowered his camera with a confused expression on his face. “It’s a vacation, Vinny. Taking pictures is kinda what you’re supposed to do.”

“I get that. Truly, I do. But taking photos of pickpockets, fake gladiators, or random people sitting down on the Spanish Steps is not what a normal tourist does! All of these beautiful sights around you, and you go and—”

America lifted his camera again and pointed it straight at Romano’s face to take a photograph. Savino blinked, startled when the shutter went off. Feliciano hid a smile behind his hand as Romano narrowed his eyes.

“I just fucking said—”

America lowered his camera and shrugged. He had a proud grin on his face. “You told me to take pictures of beautiful things, so that’s what I’m doing.”

Romano was still scowling, but his fierce blush and heart-shaped curl gave him away. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Maybe not, but you’re the most beautiful thing in this entire city.” Alfred lifted his camera back up to snap more pictures of Savino. “The most beautiful thing in every city, actually.”

The people Alfred had been photographing earlier started to laugh and nudge each other. They might not have known English, but the language of flirting was international, and America and his brother were an obvious example. Savino’s lips twitched, and despite himself, he couldn’t hold back a smile.

“Damn it, Fredo, you can’t say things like that when I’m trying to be mad at you.”

“Oh, that’s not even my best line. When we get to the Trevi Fountain, I’m only gonna need two coins. Go on, ask me why.”

Feliciano giggled, because he knew exactly where this was going. Savi did too, judging by his half-exasperated, half-fond sigh. “Why will you only need two coins?”

“Because, honey. I’ve already fallen in love with you!”

Two women nearby, who obviously understood English awwed at America’s comment. Feliciano couldn’t blame them. Alfredo and his brother were pretty adorable. As much as Alfred could get on Savi’s nerves sometimes, he was the only person who’d ever made him smile like that.

Savino tugged on his boyfriend’s hands to pull the camera down so he could kiss him firmly on the mouth. The kiss only lasted a couple of seconds, but when it was over, America and Romano were both blushing messes.

“Ti amo anch’io,” Romano muttered quietly. “I appreciate how excited you are to be here, but can you try to calm down with the picture taking? At least a little?”

“Okay. I’ll calm down and only take pictures of beautiful things. For you.”

For the rest of the day, America still took more photos than any reasonable person, even an American tourist, would have. But he was taking photographs of the sites Veneziano and Romano showed him, not random people at those sites, which seemed to put Romano in a much better mood. Alfred would occasionally take a picture of Savino, even when he was in the middle of speaking or just walking to their next destination, and Romano was much too flattered to tell him not to. Feliciano thought it was sweet, and he was glad Savino was with someone who thought he was beautiful enough to take a picture of him about every five minutes.

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