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golden hour | harry lewis
summary: singer!y/n releases an album and all songs are dedicated to harry <333
face claim: dua lipa
a/n: had so much fun making these edits, hope you all enjoy!!!
rest of my work hereeee : masterlist
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liked by ksi and 450,201 others! y/n_username working on something special 🎤💘 ...
taliamar wonder what it could be🤭 ↳ y/n_username you tell me miss mar
faithlouiseak you're so cute ↳ y/n_username you're the cutest???
ynfan53 sTOP are we getting a new album ?????
w2slover3 when y/n is in the studio you know we're about to be fed
ksi goat ↳ y/n_username 🫡
sidemenfan i'm so ready for my spotify wrapped to be dedicated to y/n
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liked by wroetoshaw and 450,249 others! y/n_username GOLDEN HOUR with my boy 🤍 tagged : wroetoshaw
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wroetoshaw moments before you fell and landed in the water ↳ y/n_username don't bait me out harry y/nfan2 did she mean to type in caps lol
sidemenlover5 why is y/n shouting in the caption
taliamar nice caption ↳ y/n_username really good isn't it
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liked by wroetoshaw and 530,293 others! y/n_username so the news is out! my new album ‘golden hour’ is out november 24th!!! i’m so excited for you all to hear this, i’m so incredibly proud of it 🤍☀️pre order now. link in bio!!! tagged: taliamar, y/nmusic
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ksi legend
faithlouiseak omg can’t wait to hear it
taliamar i love you 🤍😭
wroetoshaw so proud my girl
y/nfan200 omg it’s coming out on harry’s bday
w2synlove HARRYS BDAY IS THE RELEASE DATE😭
w2sfanpage omg every song is gonna be dedicated to harry i can’t even
sidemenw2s4 no way 🥺🥺🥺🥺
ynfanpage does this mean we’re getting a tour?? 🤯
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liked by wroetoshaw and 490,249 others! y/n_username celebrating the new album with my forever muse 🤍
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wroetoshaw cheers for posting one with me posing
ynfan2 harry being y/n’s biggest fan 🥺
w2sfanpage trained harry so well to take pics
freyanightingale you are glowing 😍
gkbarry gorgeous girl
bambinobecky 🔥🔥🔥
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liked by wroetoshaw & 432,029 others! y/n_username first night performing the new album 'golden hour'! just want to say a big thank you to everyone who has supported me and to everyone who came to watch last night, i love you all. most importantly a big thank you to my muse, harry, love you forever, you are the best supporter ever <3
taliamar best night ever!!!
freyanightingale this outfit omg
wroetoshaw 😍
r0sielewis you gorgeous girl
faithlouiseak so proud
geenelly so fit 🔥🔥🔥
sidemanxfan i need to get tour tickets!!!
harryxlewisfan my fave song is greedy <333
miaxmon unreal outfit
w2slover her muse being harry melts my heart
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2 months before november 24th - the album release After months of honing her craft, Y/N had finally finished recording her second music album. The album was a culmination of her dreams. Each song was like a labor of love, a piece of her heart poured out for everyone to hear. And the album was about something very special. Someone who Y/N spent every breathing moment thinking about. Someone who she loved so dearly. Her Harry. She was sure nearly all the songs on the album were dedicated to him and she had been hiding them away from him, waiting for the right moment to show him what she’d been working on.
One evening, a few weeks before November 24th (Harry’s birthday & the release date for her album), Y/N had returned home with excitement in her heart. She finally had a copy of her new album in her hands. Stepping through the front door she was greeted by the familiar scent of Harry's favourite candle mingling with the aroma of something delicious cooking in the kitchen. The smell of home met her at the door everyday and it was something she'd never get tired of.
She kicked off her shoes and padded through the hallway, anticipation bubbling in her chest. Into the sitting room she went to find Harry lying on their navy sofa, his phone in his hand, scrolling on tiktok. His eyes flicked up at the sound of her pattering across the floor in her socks. Putting his phone on the arm of the sofa, he got up to greet her with a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
This was a daily routine for Y/N and Harry - either one of them coming through the day later than the other and just immediately embracing each other. The feeling of comfort was unmatched.
“You’re finally home,” he said, wrapping his hands around her frame “-i’ve missed you.”
“Missed you too H.” Y/n replied slightly muffled as her head was resting against his chest.
As she pulled away slightly from their hug, Harry could feel some sort of hard plastic digging into his side. With furrowed brows, he looked down at the item in her hands and then back up at Y/N, still as confused as he had been originally.
“What have you wasted your money on today?” he joked, remembering every silly little thing Y/N had bought ranging from outfits for the dog to matching toothbrush holders - she had an obsession with buying the most random, useless stuff and most of it was left for Harry to store away in the spare room once she realized it was no use to her anymore.
“Nothing,” she laughed, gently hitting him in the chest. “Here, come sit back down, I’ve something to show you.”
Leading him back to his original seat on the coach, Y/N walked just a few steps behind the sofa, placing the CD into a blue stereo sat on a small table. Harry watched as she put the CD in, curiosity overwhelming him, his eyes following her as she sat back down next to him, crossing her legs, eyes beaming with excitement and her stomach full of butterflies.
“Just listen,” she said.
As the first notes filled the room, Harry listened intently, his heart swelling with pride as he recognised Y/N’s unmistakable voice.
With the album progressing as each song ended and a new one began, Harry’s eyes grew larger and he felt his hands reaching out to hold Y/N’s. Each song seemed to speak directly to him, capturing moments from their relationship with clarity and emotion. He listened in awe as Y/N poured her heart and soul into every lyric, baring the deepest thoughts and feelings for the world to heart. Whilst Harry wasn’t the biggest fan of public displays of affection, this album was the completely opposite, he was so proud of her.
By the time the last song faded away, Y/N was sat with a big grin on her face and Harry had one to match her on his . A feeling of love and gratitude was overflowing in his heart - to be fair he always had that feeling around Y/N but something about these songs and her face smiling up at him made his heart want to explode.
“Every song…it’s about us, isn’t it?” he whispered.
Y/N nodded, her eyes shining with love. “Yes, H. Every lyric in every song, all for you,”
''You soppy bastard,'' he grinned, laughing as she rolled her eyes.
''What do you think of it?'' Y/N asked, eyebrows furrowed, ''is it too soppy?''
''Not at all,'' Harry paused, ''I love it - honestly.''
''Really?'' Y/N smiled. She knew Harry was never one to lie to her so him expressing that he actually liked the album was a great feeling for her - he truly meant it.
''Yes, really'' Harry confirmed. ''I mean, it's no KSI but I'd definitely give it a listen on Spotify.''
He received a light swat on the back of the head ''Oh shut up.''
Echoes of his laugh filled the sitting room as he held onto Y/N's hands, eyes meeting hers. ''Being serious now, it's the best thing I've heard in a while, m' so proud of you my girl.'' And with a kiss of her forehead, Y/N relaxed, content she had her boy's approval.
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a/n: hope you all enjoyed! been in my drafts so thought i'd finally post <3333
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crossbackpoke-check · 4 months
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18 + swaymark!!
oooo thank you!!
#18 - pleaser, wallows + swaymark
okay i know they are canonically obsessed with each other but. the song is in some ways about feeling like you’re failing in your relationship and being not quite as obsessed with them as they maybe are with you, and in this video of them talking about being a tandem, there is the slightest pause before swayman answers “do you miss him?” that makes me want to probe a wound. we’re not talking irl reasons of how that’s an absurd question (how do you miss him. you’re coworkers you’re seeing each other all the time) we’re talking that maybe this whole goalies-in-love thing got blown out of proportion and now swayman’s having to buy into the bit too hard. linus loves it & everyone’s asking about their bromance & how they love each other so much and the thing is—linus is safe. he’s got a wife and plausible deniability and jeremy? jeremy is gay. sure, he can crack jokes and people-please but the more people ask the more they're going to find out until maybe they find out something jeremy doesn't want them to know. and the longer this goes on, the more jeremy has to sit at linus' dinner table with linus and his beautiful wife and pretend like he isn't a little bit in love with him. and you know what? the longer it goes on and linus doesn't dial it down jeremy does stop being in love with him, because it just feels cruel, until he finally is done enough that he stops biting his tongue and ruins the moment.
#…this so is not a five sentence summary but ALSO this manages to perfectly align with something i was obsessed with (that media video)#like yeah is that pause reasonably a buffering time to a weird question? yes!!! do i want to read into it & make swayman a bit uncomfortabl#also yes!!! sorry i decided to give them tragique but they were assigned by spotify. the other option for this song was an ED fix-it fic#about healthy sex and learning that it can be a part of a normal relationship!! sex is weird and fucked up!! but like. that’s just because#i have always interpreted this song as a) unrequited best friend love & you’re worried you’re gonna fuck it up b) virgin who doesn’t know#what sex is and is scared to tell anyone and then option c) people pleaser keeps going along with it but can’t anymore#also OBVIOUSLY they end up fine. whether that ends up being jeremy finally telling linus (oblivious) i don’t want to do this with you#i need to get over you & them creating a platonic space & sway ends up with someone else OR linus has the oh. true. i simply never#considered that i could be gay for you option OR the one i have just invented but is now my favorite because i love a good polycule is that#linus & his wife simply add jeremy to their relationship. and then this song becomes jeremy scared to have sex with linus’ wife at first lo#liv in the replies#the interviews in that video doing the lord’s work fr but also that ‘do you not miss him’ feels SO uncomfortable. say no! but then he leans#in with the dirty jokes comment & i know i’ve made like eight variations already (sorry. that’s how my brain works) but it is soooo fun#to me personally if they are broken up but now have to act nice & keep doing all these rituals & sell us on the narrative & they’re just#trying to see who’s going to crack first. needle each other into laughing or getting irritated enough it shows through & the other one wins#do even more aggressive hug rituals!! get a medical warning from the athletic training staff!!!
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queer-bi-cliche · 10 months
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I just can't get the chasm-deep sadness in Orym's eyes when he sees Dorian in the scry bowl
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luciusspriggss · 11 months
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me listening to the 1997 self-titled album: "backstreet boys" right now:
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arthur-r · 1 year
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also!! i think i’m gonna go to a brennan wedl concert next week and i’m so excited
#they’re from dazey and the scouts but they do (to quote the scouts bio) obscenely good folk as a solo project#anyway brennan is from minnesota but lives in nashville but is coming back here and playing a show at the 7th street entry of first avenue#and i really want to go. and i think i’m going to!! the problem is it’s 18+ so i have to get my mom to take me. but it is her kind of music#and she likes concerts so i’m hopeful. and tickets are pretty cheap as far as concerts go. so i think it will work out??#anyway i’ve been listening to their album holy water branch on repeat for a few weeks but i don’t know their new EP#so i should listen to that so i know everything. but anyway it’s really good music and i really want to go#so i hope it works out. i recommend the entire holy water branch album though#it’s really good and not very long at all. if i have to pick one song though maybe traveler?? but it’s all really good#their voice is just. extremely good. and i would really like to see them live#so wish me luck. and either way i highly recommend#and i should probably listen to the new EP instead of this. but whatever. all in good time#(there’s like ten minutes left on the album. i’ll get to it soon enough shdhdf)#but you should really check them out!! very small on spotify all things considered but really good and should be more listened to#anyway i’m here and around. just listening to songs and maybe doing more shopping and such#(doing my best to be normal about it. i am in need of clothing)#i’m not a matador but i’ll make do i’ll wear red for you /ly#ok shdhdf i’m done#me. my post. mine.#delete later
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skyburger · 21 days
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i know their asses are fake music fans i know wamuu has never heard a single george michael song hes never even heard wake me up before you go-go. esidisi doesnt even KNOW about highway to hell. kars is also there
#SORRY IDK ANY CARS SONGS#i did look them up on spotify and like i listened to it and its good music!!!! but ive never heard it before LOL#anyway. i feel like ive sinned spelling acdc and wham like that#but i always spell kars with a k he looks stupid with a c... Automobile? your name is fucking automobile?#anyway as much as i just wanna call them wham and acdc. if i write them the official localization way#its easier for me to make clear when im talking about wham! (the pop duo) and AC/DC (the rock band)#anyway im allowed to post this because like well firstly why wouldnt i be#but secondly george michael is my moms fave singer#and before i discovered mcr i would say ac/dc was my fave band cuz that was like the first real artist i would just#sit down and listen to all their music you know#like before that i didnt have a fave!!! i would just say i liked 80s music#cause tbh all i listened to was video game songs and the radio#and i feel like half the radio was and still is one hit wonders#so id listen to one song by someone on spotify and like it but then i just wouldnt care for any of their other stuff a lot of the time#anyway ac/dc and eventually mcr were my gateway drug into like becoming a Music Guy (aka having more of a taste in music than i did +#when i was 12 years old.)#tldr wham is my moms fave band (''pop duo'' technically i guess but stfu its a band) and ac/dc was my first fave (and i still love em)#so im rightfully furious (jokingly) that these faker jjba villians dont even listen to their music!!!! THAT MUSIC IS BICHIN!!!!#stop killing people and listem to everything she wants by wham! please. please. it will fix you#also heres my formal apology to santana because like i have beef with kars for being kars#but santana didnt do shit i just dunno any songs by santana#like the band. sorry to mr. santana himself i will listen to your music one day i promise#anyway sorry for the ramble i looooove talking#muffin mumbles
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gender-euphowrya · 26 days
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ok ngl galaxy buds 2 kinda fucking rule
#thank god there was a sale ffjdjsksf#i'd been using cheaper earbuds because i'm not fucking jeff bezos but they've been breaking down too often#like. the ones i was using before sounded good and all but they were like 50ish bucks and just. didn't last#they were jabra elite 3s and my first pair of them one of the earbuds stopped working#and also sometimes when i put the buds back in the case it would struggle to connect them properly#so i'd like. put them in the case to sleep and wake up expecting them to be charged but Lol No#or i'd have to fiddle with them until they Did connect and then slooowly put them down because the slightest movement would disconnect them#Second pair of the same guys. same case disconnecting problem after just like... 2 months of using them.#and then one of the buds started sounding really weird ? like making static noises at random which was really distracting#and sometimes going silent until i jiggled it around a bit so it was near death basically#and i've only had this 2nd pair for like. maybe half a year or some shit#and God fuck it i decided to splurge and pay more but for something that'd hopefully last much longer#and since my phone is a galaxy and there was a sale on buds 2 i was like. Perfect. gimme the official guys#And GOD DAMN using them is so fun actually. do you want to know how i can lower/raise the volume with em#i flick my ears gkjfd flick the back of my left ear twice it lowers it do the same to my right ear it raises it#tap to pause 2 taps next song 3 taps prev song hold left ear activate ambient sound hold right ear start spotify#answer calls & everything. damn. feels like the entire phone is optional fkdjd#anyway sorry this is just a ''woagh technology so kewl'' moment#the amount of features they managed to put on these things when they don't have a single button on them#just by touching them in different ways or straight up Touching Me Ears.... ough fuck the fuchure......#listen i grew up with a shit mp3 player using wired earbuds as sturdy as spaghetti that sounded like asbestos This Is Magic To Me
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nomaishuttle · 4 months
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frankensweeney was very fun i enjoyed it and had a great time I dont think anybody else should ever do this
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skzms · 2 months
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¸*˳·˖ৎ୭ good loving changbin x f!reader
summary: out of the 90 odd playlists on changbin's spotify, jisung picks what might be the one playlist that isn't meant to be played in a car with him and chan – changbin and your sex playlist
word count: 2.6k words
author's note: this was originally for something else that has now fallen through, so I might as well post it for you all to enjoy <3 thank you to ems and a certain someone else for reading it first and gassing me up. also can you believe this is my first time writing a standalone for my main man? unbelievable
warnings: unfocused (bricked up) driving; many memories of unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it & pee after sex, guys); oral (m&f receiving); breeding kink; blindfolds and sensory deprivation; the tiniest bit of side minsung bc it's me
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♫ frank ocean - novacane ♫ doja cat - agora hills ♫ the weeknd - the party & the after-party ♫ plaza - all mine ♫ madeintyo - hunniddolla ♫ partynextdoor - wus good / curious
The last notes of a TigerJK track blast through the car, but before the song even fully ends, Jisung sighs dramatically and rips the USB cable from his phone.
“Okay, I’m officially bored with my music,” he announces with a pointed sigh
Changbin scoffs from the driver’s seat, the sound of the indicator clicking through the air as he makes a right turn.
“Only took you – what? 3 hours?” he teases. Jisung flicks his shoulder with a pout. Chan next to you, who’d been so quiet for the last hour that you thought he was asleep, chuckles quietly and pops one eye open, giving you a look that says ‘here they go again’.
“You said you didn’t mind! I offered to leave the aux to you, and you said I should put the music on!”
Changbin reaches over from where his arm is resting on the middle console and absentmindedly pats Jisung’s arm.
“I’m just teasing you, Sung, I like your music,” he chuckles, but Jisung’s pout doesn’t budge.
“No, no, you know what, let’s put your music on then,” he exclaims pettily and grabs Changbin’s phone from between them. “We have like an hour left, and I wouldn’t want to keep bothering you with my music.”
Changbin’s strong shoulders, the only thing you can see from your seat behind him, a peek of them visible between the back- and headrest of the driver’s seat, rise, and fall in an easy shrug. But despite your limited view of him, you still stare because you’re atrociously down bad for your boyfriend, yes, but also because his thin, black, figure-hugging sweater is ridiculously distracting, especially when you know what it feels like under your fingertips.
“Go ahead, Jisung-ah, just pick whatever.”
His voice is soft, and you know his eyes are equally so, and you wish you could see them. But you’d have to crane your whole body to the left if you wanted to do as much as catch his eyes in the rearview mirror. So you count your losses and let your eyes trail back out the window, watching the highway and the fields beyond pass you by while Jisung quietly scrolls through Changbin’s Spotify.
You’re on the way to the mountains, to Changbin’s family’s cabin in the woods. They usually rented it out as an airbnb, but had offered it to Changbin and his friends for a little fall break getaway, which you had gladly accepted. You’re in the car with Chan, Changbin and Jisung, but the others are also on the way, Felix, Jeongin and Hyunjin in one car, bringing copious amounts of snacks and food, and Seungmin and Minho in the last, and most likely quietest car, bringing what is probably a ridiculous amount of booze.
“You have so many playlists, Changbin-hyung,” Jisung whines, kicking his feet restlessly into the carpet.
“Just pick one that looks good,” Changbin retorts, “we pretty much listen to the same stuff anyways, I don’t know why you’re insisting on using mine.”
Jisung scoffs.
“I will not let you tease me later about me bothering you with my music for four hours,” he pouts, and this time you can’t help but giggle. He must know that he will get teased anyways. “Plus, I wanna find some new stuff to listen to.”
He scrolls for 10 more seconds before he shrugs.
“Okay, fuck it, let’s just do this one, this looks chill.”
He presses play and your body reacts immediately, before your brain can even catch up, heat dripping down your spine and into your abdomen. No, he couldn’t have …
“Which one is that …?” Changbin asks, his voice sounds casual enough to the boys, but not to you, attuned as you are to even the slightest crack in his facade.
Jisung obliviously checks Changbin’s phone again.
“It doesn’t have a title. Just the explosion emoji,” he shrugs and goes back to looking out the window, his head bopping to the music, completely oblivious to what he just did.
Of the 90 odd playlists on Changbin’s Spotify, Jisung had somehow managed to pick your and Changbin’s fucking sex playlist.
Frank Ocean’s voice floats through the car, and you see Changbin’s fingers flex on the steering wheel. You rack your brain for a reason to ask Jisung to change playlists, but the heat coiling between your legs is too addicting, making your head a little fuzzy already. And so neither you nor Changbin say anything as the song nears its end and when the tinny sample of Agora Hills starts playing, it doesn’t even take you by surprise. No, all it does is remind you of a few nights ago, of the same voice greeting you as you walked out of the bathroom wrapped in your towel, Changbin waiting for you, lounging on the bed wearing a tight black t-shirt and a devilish grin on his handsome face.
He’d gotten up and sauntered over to you, ignoring your raised eyebrow, thick arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you so close you could smell the cologne on his skin. He’d pushed you against the wall and kissed you with such eager lips, warm hands slithering over your damp skin, hot tongue licking the stray water droplets off your shoulders before ripping the towel from your body and sinking to his knees. He’d given you your first orgasm right there, against the bedroom wall with your thigh over his shoulder, and the second one on the bed, hands laced with yours as he fucked his tongue into you.
The memory vibrates through your body, and it’s like you can feel his soft fingertips on your skin, can feel his hot breath on your lips, the rumble of his groan against your clit. Arousal already pools deep in your gut when the song changes.
But this one, is even worse, the Weeknd’s voice calm and balmy in your ears and taking you back to a few months ago, a random weekend off for Changbin, when he’d suggested the blindfold for the first time. Said blindfold has become a regular part of your sex life now, but you still remember everything from that first night, the intensity of it all, of every one of Changbin’s touches, of the nerves jittering through your body, of the otherworldly feeling of the orgasm he pulled from you with his fingers, of the wet tears staining the black silk as you begged for him to take it off so you could look at him as you fell apart – the look on his face when he did, the way his thumbs wiped your tears away as he kissed you, forehead’s touching as you fell apart almost at the same time.
Distantly, you can hear Jisung ask Changbin about the cabin, the rooms, where the nearest supermarket is, but you can’t find it in yourself to focus. Chan next to you, thankfully, still has his eyes closed, his arms crossed over his chest that’s rising and falling gently.
For a second, you wonder if Changbin knows. If the edge to his voice is real, or if it’s all in your head. But then a muscle in his neck jumps when the song changes, and you know he knows, know he feels it, too.
Your pussy throbs when the bass drum of the next song hits, the smell of your laundry detergent wafting off your clothes only serving to drive you a little more insane, intensifying the memory of your face buried into the freshly washed duvet of the foot end of the bed, sucking in greedy lungfuls of air through your open, drooling mouth, on the night Changbin had fucked you raw for the first time. When you slightly shift in your seat you have to bite back a moan, your pussy so sensitive, your whole body floating somewhere on the edge of reality where you can feel the memory of Changbin’s nails digging into the skin of your hips, of his plush pink lips dragging wetly against the shell of your ear as he gasped strings of praises into your ear before he filled you up, so hot and sticky and perfect and addicting.
You lift your hand with no involvement of your brain, burning with the need to establish some kind of grounding contact with the love of your life in the front seat before you lose your goddamn mind.
Changbin nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels your fingers tracing the swell of his tense muscles, and his vision blurs for a moment when your fingernails drag down his skin. He doesn’t know if this is better or worse because the feeling of finally being able to feel you, instead of having to contend with the dull ache of knowing you’re behind him with no chance to even see you, makes him a little bit dizzy.
He’s rock fucking hard and weeping into his boxers, has been since the first notes of Jisung’s ill-fated pick rung through the car, and he thanks whatever fucking deity gave him the idea of wearing jeans today because if he was wearing sweats, there is no way Jisung wouldn’t have caught on. But instead, all Jisung does is babble on and on about the week, about whether there might be some early snow, about who he should room with, about how he had always wanted to try chopping wood, though he wonders if he’ll be strong enough to do it.
And Changbin truly tries his best to make all the appropriate noises, say all the right things and focus on the road at the same time, though that is so, so hard when the song that’s playing now was the one reverberating through the walls of the bathroom of a club he doesn’t remember the name of while you were on your knees, skirt flaring over your soft thighs, your eyes so big and watery and pretty as you took his cock down your throat.
It’s torture, the way he can still feel your nails digging into his thighs, the music throbbing through the wall and into his spine, the way he feels the phantom of your throat constricting around his cock.
“He wouldn’t, right?” Jisung says through the horny fog in Changbin’s brain, and Changbin has to blink a few times before he can reply.
“No, Minho would never pick Seungmin over you,” he says dutifully, but all he can focus on is the memory of the tears dripping down your glittered cheeks, the lipstick smeared around the base of his cock.
He casts a glance at Google Maps and the indicator that there are only 13 minutes left would be a relief, but that’s almost 4 more songs, and he knows which one’s next because it’s the one you don’t always get to, the one you only still get to hear when it’s 3am and his whole body is folded over you, your sweet gasps and whines and slick sounds filling the room, as he fucks his release back into you, filthy and hot and wet. It’s usually at this point that his brain to mouth filter has melted away, and he starts slurring his words when he tells you he wants to marry you, wants to put a baby or five in you and raise them and grow old together. And it’s always bittersweet because at this point, with you whimpering, promising you’re his, his orgasm racks through him dry, no more cum left to fill you up with.
His cock twitches and he has to stop himself from grimacing when a thick stream of pre-cum leaks into his boxers.
Are you as affected as he is? It kills him, the fact that he can’t even see you, the only thing he can see in his rearview mirror, apart from the road, is a sleeping Chan. He wonders how you’re doing, if your body is on fire like his, if you’re squirming in your seat trying to get friction, if you’re wet in your …
He has to actively stop himself because if he thinks about your pretty, creamy little pussy now he might actually cum untouched. Oh, but he wonders, wonders if you’ve been turned on for long enough that it does the maddening, hot throb it sometimes does. Wonders if you’ll cum quickly when he’s finally buried in you, squeezing around him so hard he sees stars as he fucks you through it and towards your second …
“Wow!” Jisung exclaims, and Changbin nearly swerves straight into a tree. Wait, a tree?
When he blinks back into focus he realises they’re rolling up to the cabin, his cabin, a silver car parked in front of it, Minho waving to them with one gloved hand before he goes back to unloading beer.
“Ha, I knew we wouldn’t be last. Hyunjin’s on dish duty tonight, just like I told him he would.”
Jisung jumps out of his seat as soon as Changbin kills the motor, already skipping down the drive and yelling about dishes and a bet to Minho. Chan yawns behind him.
“Thanks for driving, man,” he mumbles, slapping a hand on Changbin’s shoulder, and Changbin forces himself to give him a smile. He wonders if his face is as hot as it feels.
When Chan throws the car door shut behind him, Changbin finally dares to throw a discreet look down.
Oh, he’s definitely hard, and he has no idea how Jisung didn’t notice because it is … obvious. No wet spot, thankfully, even though his boxers are sticky with his pre-cum, but his cock, right there, hard and pulsing and straining against the zipper. Straining so hard, as a matter of fact, that he has to bite back a hiss as he climbs out of the car.
But then the back door of the car opens and you get out. Changbin’s cock kicks valiantly, heart squeezing in his chest when he finally lays eyes on you because you’re … you’re you, always like straight out of his best wet dreams, but god, he loves you like this, legs deliciously shaky, chest rising and falling rapidly, burning hot blush on your pretty face.
The look in your eyes is nothing short of feral, all blown pupils and eyelids heavy with arousal, the last remnants of his reason fly out the window. He swallows and chuckles drily, gaze not budging from yours as he slowly reaches out his hand and drags you closer, until your bodies are pressed together. The proximity, your hot breath against his face, he wants to eat you whole. He blinks down at you slowly.
“If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t make it to a bed.”
“Then we better hurry,” you say and Changbin leans down, winding one arm around your waist, using the other to swoop you up into his arms, before carrying you into the house, past Minho and Jisung and Chan without so much as a hello, and kicks the door of the first bedroom he finds shut behind him.
Minho blinks after you stupidly and gives Jisung a look.
“What’s gotten into them?” he asks incredulously. Jisung grins, but his cheeks are a fiery red.
“I’m pretty sure I accidentally put on their sex playlist in the car.”
Minho’s eyebrows shoot up and Chan chokes on air.
“Jisung!” he scolds, but Jisung just giggles giddily.
“In my defence, I didn’t notice until like 4 songs in when I saw Changbin bricked up and clutching the steering wheel for dear life.”
Minho smirks at him, and Jisung blushes even deeper.
“Jesus Christ,” Seungmin suddenly yells behind them, and they turn to see him hurrying out of the house, slamming the door shut behind him, “didn’t they arrive like literally 2 minutes ago, how are they already fucking?!”
Chan groans, running an exasperated hand down his face. Minho is still staring at Jisung, dark eyes watching him as he shrugs nonchalantly.
“It was a good playlist.”
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dumplingsjinson · 5 months
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List of random dialogue prompts (pt. 3)
“Truth be told? I miss the times — the me — before I fell in love with you.” 
“You know, I can see myself in, on top of, or under you. What do you say?” “I can see you buried six feet under my very feet if you don’t stop joking about this shit with me.” 
“Was there a point when you fell out of love with me?” “There was a point when I fell in love with you, but never out.”
“When did you fall out of love with me?” “That’s the thing: I never fell out of love with you. You’re the one who fell out of love with me.”
“Right person, wrong time… What if this is the right time? We’re just the wrong people for each other.”
“You have me wrapped around your fingers. Crazy part is, I don’t mind it.” 
“Don’t forget this: I made you. I can easily break you if I wanted to.” 
“I shared pieces of me, with so many people, and none of them kept those pieces safe, and I don’t know if I can risk that with you because it would devastate me if you turn out to be the same as them all. I would be completely destroyed.” 
“Don’t give me that look.”
“You okay?” “No. I need hugs. From you. I need you to hug me.” 
“I just wanna fucking get over you so I can be okay again.” 
“Stop trying to remind me that you’re still in my life. I’m trying to not think about you, for God’s sake.”
“I wanna kiss you so badly right now but we’re in public and I know you hate public display of affection—“ “I’ll allow you to do it this time.” “Wait… Really?” 
“I make shitty decisions and you’re a testament to that matter.”
“I have things to do, and most of them include me trying not to think about you.”
“I’ve never cried because of someone, you know? I didn’t have anyone to cry over. You’re the first, and you’ll also be the last, or so God help me through this embarrassment.” 
“Breaking up with me does not mean you had to kick me off your Spotify playlist, you know? Because damn. As much as I’m upset, your list had some bangers.” 
“You don’t get to do decide my feelings for you.” 
“I’m not bitchless, you fucking dickhead. Take that back!” 
“Every little thing reminds me of you, which sucks because you’re not in my life anymore.”
“It’s kinda weird not seeing your name on my phone when I wake up. It’s gonna take me some time to get used to this.”
“I think I knew this wasn’t going to last when I realised it’s not that I trust you. It’s that I don’t care what you do, and who you might be fucking around with.”
“One text from you has me happier than a child whose mother bought them their favourite candy. It’s not okay.” 
“I don’t share my Spotify playlist with just anyone. It’s like a secret love language of mine, reserved for those I want to let in. You’re one of them, yet you’re here thinking I don’t feel the same way about you?”
“I dunno, I just… Kinda fell for you.”
“You’re the reason why I fell in love with you. You, as a whole.” 
“There are some songs that I can’t listen to anymore, because they remind me of you; of all the times we’ve had together. And it sucks because some of them are great songs. And you fucking ruined them, you asshole.”
“I’m tired of acting like I don’t care, because I do. I fucking do, and that’s what makes this even worse.” 
“One thing you should know about me is that I suck at letting go.”
“So you’re telling me I’m supposed to sit here and give a fuck? You couldn’t pay me enough to do that. I have places to be and things to do.” 
“You need to stop being such a dramatic bitch.” “It’s the only way I can entertain myself, okay? Now piss off and leave me be.” 
“Maybe I shouldn’t have let you go.”
“You deserve someone better than me—” “You don’t get to decide that for me.”
“You ever think about how good we could have been together?” “Yeah. I think about it all the time, and then I remember how badly you fumbled. So yeah, good job.”
“You’re blushing.” “I’m not.” “…Then I guess I’ll have to give you something to blush over.”
“I lost myself while trying to find the good in you.”
“I think it’s comforting that they’re somewhere out there… Even if we never speak again, you know? They were a part of my life, even if it was only for a little while. They made me feel good, even if it was only for a short amount of time.” 
“Remember when you said you’d catch me when I fell? Well, you’re a fucking liar. Figuratively and literally. Now I’m hospitalised and also emotionally scarred. I hope you’re fucking happy about that.” 
“If we break up, I’d look for you in other people and be reminded that they are not you, and that I’d never find someone like you again. And… I don’t think I can bear the thought of that.”
“I give you permission to break my heart.” “And I give you permission to end me if I ever do break your heart.” 
“I have things to do—“ “And I’m one of them.”
“You’re only saying sorry because you want to make yourself feel better, so you can go shove that sweet apology up your ass because it doesn’t mean shit. I hope you continue to feel like shit over what you did, because I’m never forgiving you.”
“I had expectations for someone I knew couldn’t meet those expectations, so that’s my fault for expecting anything from you at all.”
“You? Breaking my heart? It’s funny how you think you even have that power over me.”
“You were like a routine that I loved and it felt… comfortable. But I guess that’s not the case anymore.” 
“You fell in love with the idea of someone that wasn’t even real. You fell in love with your own projections. How are you so foolish to think that it would have worked out?”
“I’m fine. Of course I’m fine.” “Everything about this interaction is telling me you’re not fine — not even close.”
“The idea of us was perfect. Blame me for thinking it would turn out into something good and as fantastical as what I made it out to be in my head.”
“Because no matter what I do, I can’t stop thinking about you and it’s about to drive me to the very brink of insanity, so if you’ll excuse me for not wanting to be near you, that would great.”
“I would not be who I am today if not for you.” 
(pt 1.) | (pt. 2)
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satorhime · 10 months
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. ・。・ self checkout ࿐ nagi seishiro.
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── ◜ ⪩⪨ ◞ content ㆍ﹒fluff, aged up!nagi, pro footballer!nagi, height difference (reader is shorter than nagi), shopping trips, slightly suggestive, established relationship. f!reader. w.c. 2k & not proofread.
── ◜ ⪩⪨ ◞ synopsis ㆍ﹒nagi enjoys running errands if the two of you go together. & ໒꒰ྀི ´ ꒳ ` ꒱ྀིა notes: baby’s first blue lock fic !! honestly i’m supa nervous bc i haven’t written 4 them before n i’m still figuring things out but i hope u enjoy reading this anw <333
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“this date is so tiring,” nagi laments for the fifth time since you stepped through the automated sliding doors of the neighborhood supermarket. he blows out a breath from his puffed cheeks, sounding as if he is on the verge of collapsing while you browse the shelves for pantry essentials and late night snacks. “when can we go home?”
a trendy song from a summer spotify mix croons over the tinny speakers overhead, its bubblegum pop lyrics interrupted every now and then by a cheery voice advertising new items and upcoming discounts. the supermarket is busier than when you and seishiro usually stop by, which isn’t all that surprising considering it’s the end of the day. college students carry armfuls of instant ramen and sugary sodas for study sessions and old ladies browse for medicinal teas while parents push full carts of groceries, ignoring their wailing children who press their little noses against the frosty glass of the freezers, begging to be given overpriced ice creams locked away inside.
and you resist the urge to roll your eyes with exasperation, glancing over to where your boyfriend leans heavily on the handle of the cart he has been tasked with pushing for you— his long fingers tapping away at a mobile game on the screen of his phone.
“that’s because,” you begin, wagging a finger at him when you turn around and toss an item into the bottom of the cart. “it’s not a date, sei. i told you that i had to run errands today and you insisted on coming with me when you hate it.”
“‘s’boring at home when you’re not there, so it seemed like a good idea at first,” he shrugs, rolling the cart further down the aisle when you’re on the move again. slothy, midwinter gray eyes drag lazily over your body— taking in the way your faded t-shirt (which is, really, just one of his old ones) rides up a little on your body, exposing the cute little dimples in the soft part of your back as you stand on your tiptoes, struggling to reach one of the higher shelves in the freezer section.
you are well aware that nagi hates daily tasks. things such as making the bed in the morning, washing the dishes after dinner, or visiting the laundromat once a week requires too much energy from your drowsy footballer boyfriend, but it makes you happy to know that he tries, even if he falls asleep while doing it; that he will do anything if you are involved, and nothing if you aren’t.
like right now, he abandons his mobile game and the shopping cart in the middle of the aisle without care to come over and help you, making a mother of two-under-two glare at him viciously. he snorts, sliding his hand into the back pocket of your denim shorts, a romantic comedy habit of his when the two of you are walking anywhere together. nagi’s head tilts cutely to one side, blinking owlishly up at the shelves. “which one d’you wanna get, shortstack?”
“i am not short,” you huff, twisting your mouth to one side at his teasing, but you point to the item you want— an assorted pack of ice lollies. “shelves are designed against short people. and i dunno— are we in the mood for ice cream or popsicles?”
it’s hard to make a decision because freezers full of summer treats line both sides of the aisle. tubs of gourmet gelatos, variety packs of creamy ice candies, and an endless selection of mochi with custard fillings in the middle that make your mouth water at the thought of bringing them home with you.
“i’ll eat them no matter what anyway,” he shrugs, unwilling to be the one to choose, but then his gray eyes glance down at your lips, then back to the items in front of you. you swear that his eyes darken to a stormier color, even though his expression never changes. “you make cute sounds when you suck on ice pops, and you always taste sweet after. get those.”
and then he faces forward, browsing the selection of ice creams with interest, as if his words didn’t short circuit a current in your brain. you’ll never understand how seishiro can say the most outlandish things so casually, only to return to what he’s doing while you’re left attempting to calm your fast heart.
“ice pops it is,” you say, a little winded. “make sure to get the second pack, and not the first.”
“mhnn, why’s it matter? the second one’s farther back. they all look the same to me.”
“they’re not. the first is one everybody has touched or returned.”
“that . . . makes sense,” he considers it, then he nods, lips formed into a little ‘o’ shape. “okay, we’ll get the second one.”
you watch as he steps forward, pushing the first pack of ice lollies aside to select the second as you requested, reaching the item with ease and heavens, it’s moments like these when you are reminded just how much bigger seishiro is. he’s always towered over your shorter height and it’s so, so unfair how he uses it to his advantage, making your tummy burn at the sight. frosty air wafts from the open door of the freezer, bringing chills over your heated skin. “‘s a good thing i was here, since you’re so little— there was no way you could reach it.”
“‘m not little,” you mumble, all pouty because nagi is squishing your cheeks between two finger pads. “you’re just so tall. it’s unfair.”
“want me to be shorter?” he asks, and before you can ask what he means, nagi drops the pack of ice pops into your hands and deflates dramatically, bending down to drape himself over your frame. his head tucked against your shoulder, the footballer’s milky fringe tickling the skin of your neck as he closes his eyes. “man, now ‘m even more tired.”
“seishiro, you’re heavy.”
“i know,” he sighs, eyes shuttering below thick lashes, but he makes no effort to move away from your body. instead, his hand slithers under your shirt. making you shiver because his fingertips are dewy and cold from the arctic blast of the freezer and the frozen treat he picked up. you hiss, squirming under his touch as his fingers trail across your belly. “but i’m tired ‘n’ you feel s’soft, like a pillow.”
“nagi, off,” you wheeze, his extra weight making it hard for you to properly breathe. it’s easy to forget how solid he is, straight lines of athletic muscle that usually has you cow-eyed and cooing, as long as it’s not weighing you down in the middle of a supermarket. you try to shake him off, but the midfielder only squeezes you against his body even tighter, his slightly damp lips pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. “we’re never gonna get anything done like this, you lazy boy. if you don’t wanna walk, go wait in the sitting area with the grandpas.”
he sighs in defeat and shakes his head, pressing his lips together in that cute frown he pulls whenever he’s thinking. then, he’s dropping his arms from you suddenly. “mmhn, got a better idea.”
“and what’s that—”
you face nagi, only to catch your boyfriend with one foot in the shopping cart as he tries to hoist himself over the railing and inside of the basket.
“sei, you can’t fit in there—!” your eyes flicker between him, and the elderly man judging the two of you at the other end of the aisle. “you’re too big.”
“you’re always saying things like that,” he says, and the innuendo intertwined in the words flies over your pretty head because with one boost, he’s hopping over the railing and sinking into the cart, the metal rattling in protest. you stand there, dumbstruck as he settles. “now i can stay with you without walking.”
“yeah, but now that means i have to push you,” you grumble. “i should leave you here and get a new cart.”
but it’s hard to refuse when your boyfriend is that cute. his impossibly long legs are folded against his chest so that he can fit inside the shopping cart comfortably, taking extra care not to crush any of the delicate items surrounding him. the lower half of his face is buried into the collar of his soft hoodie as he absently chews on the drawstrings, but you can still see the sanrio bandaid you put on him yesterday after he got a nasty elbow to the cheek during football practice.
even though you two are already receiving strange looks from other shoppers passing by, you grip the handle, pushing the cart and your boyfriend dutifully, rolling it onto the next aisle.
“you look ridiculous,” you tell him, but you’re grinning. “but here, you’re on list duty. what do we need to get next?”
nagi’s eyes dutifully scan over the shopping list open in the notes app of your phone, his fingernail scrolling the screen lightly.
“it says ‘ramen because my greedy athlete bf keeps eating it all’ so y’need to get . . . oi, you mean me—”
“i wonder who wrote that there,” you whistle innocently, plucking the device out of his hands, wheeling him away fast.
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the rest of your shopping trip is a blur, except for you turning a corner too fast and nearly dumping him out of the cart or the weird looks shoppers continue to give you because by the time you’re lining up in the queue, nagi is buried under the items because he takes up too much space. there’s a bag of rice on one shoulder, a pack of ramen on the other and fresh radishes sprouting from the snowy peaks of his head. not to mention, he’s still holding the pack of ice pops, condensation dripping over his hands.
“you’re making them melt, sei.” because he runs hot a heated blanket in the summer, and you can sympathize with the poor popsicles being defrosted in his big hands.
“‘m gonna eat one so they won’t— oh, hey this one is lemon,” he says, prying open the cardboard lid and tearing open the plastic wrapper of a lemon crème ice pop. tongue peeking out to lick before he’s holding it over his shoulder for you to taste next. “try it. i don’t sound as cute as you when i eat them.”
“sei, you’re not supposed to open those before we—” but nagi pushes the cold treat between your lips insistently, your eyes rounding wide, whining in protest as the ice pop hits your sensitive teeth. but it does taste good— creamy, sweet and sour flavors coating the surface of your tongue. “oh, it’s sh’good. we should get another pack.”
“see? y’make the cutest sounds when you suck it.”
“shut up, seishiro.”
you begin placing the items on the conveyor belt, listening to the irritating bleep, bleep, bleep of the scanner as the cashier rings up each product. you’re not frugal, but you peep at the total on the screen every now and then with a wince.
“that’s it for you, or are you buying the man in your cart too, ma’am?” the cashier asks, glancing at nagi as he finishes off the melting ice pop in the shopping cart, chin resting on top of his knees.
“no,” and you giggle, cheeks warming as you roll your eyes in exasperation. “this one is already mine.”
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bylertruth3r · 2 months
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Mike and Will literally share shoes (and Will might be sleeping in Mike's room) and might not be dating yet when they start dating they're gonna share a whole closet and flirt with each other about how good they look in each other's clothes and just being obnoxious (I will rewatch those scenes so many times) what if they're sharing/swapping shoes because it's the 80's and they're in a really homophobic and conservative town and if they want to give little hints that they're dating and want to openly show it (to at least their friends) they have to be subtle about it? and maybe when they're at home they share clothes without feeling like they have to be careful with how they act around each other and can be openly affectionate (like them in s2)
Thank you for pointing it out @cler1csfink
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Confirmation that they're the same shoes and they're both size 10 so yeah they're sharing shoes
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and Mike brought these shoes from Hawkins which means the puma suede belong to Will
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and in a leaked footage El and Mike broke up/ were already broken up because Mike says "we'll still be friends" and "i wanted to tell you first" which makes me think he might have came out to her (and in that video he was literally wearing his boyfriend's shoes)
video from @nowmemoriees
it's the same song that played when Robin came out to Steve, obviously Steve had a crush on Robin but she's a lesbian and can only love him platonically while even though Mike tried to love El romantically he couldn't do it because he's gay and he didn't even bother to close his eyes and kiss her back
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plus in a deleted script it says he was mad at himself
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and the song playing when Mike and El were kissing in s3 "can't fight this feeling" is about someone being in love with their friend and not knowing what to do about it while already being in a relationship with someone else so it's about Mike being in love with Will and not knowing what to do so he represses it and pushes him away to get over him but then realizing it's not working (which is something he realized at the end of s3) and he's gay and he want on a double date with Will and Lumax after that
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and Mike in s4 was trying to be normal and might be into new things (men, because dnd is not new)
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and in s4 "in the closet at rink o mania" started playing Mike took what Will said "and us?" as romantic and felt the need to clarify that they're friends and Will said they used to be best friends and the camera panned back to Mike plus synth music is his thing since he has "Smalltown Boy" (gay song) as his first song on his spotify playlist, it's a song about a gay man leaving his homophobic town to start a new life and Finn said he wants Mike to leave Hawkins
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and he has a "one way" sign pointing to his closet because he's gay and closeted and in his room he has a poster of a shirtless man while the others (Steve, B*lly, and Lucas' "friends") all have women posters because they like women
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Mike being obsessed with Superman? and him having a poster of a shirtless man while Steve, B*lly and the tigers all had posters of women in bikinis (because they like girls) Will has a skinny pink panther poster in his room which symbolizes his type in men (Mike) Mike has a shirtless man poster and a buff male dragon poster which symbolizes his type in men (Will) (he's not really buff but he's stronger than Mike) they're each other's type and love each other plus you can see Mike looking at Will's arms during some scenes
also in s3 he was happy about Dustin having a gf and asked him about her but then in s4 when he "finds out" Will has a crush on a "girl" he doesn't ask him about "her" and acts distant (he was pretending he didn't care but he was jealous) and he asked Will about the painting because he was hoping it was for him (it was)
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and he realized Will loves him back in the van scene, Mike wants to feel needed and Will needs him, Mike felt lost without Will, Will felt lost without Mike, Will loves him, Mike loves him back, they both think the other doesn't love them, they will prove each other wrong in s5 when Mike finds out Will lied about the painting and loves him back, they love each other the way they want to be loved
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and he was so happy to see Will drew a heart on his shield
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which is literally an engagement ring, no hands because they'll be more than friends in s5
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they've been filming a lot at that farm.. and Ross and his wife said that they enjoyed eyewitness
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and Lukas and Mike both have internalized homophobia (Lukas was dating a girl to be normal and then he breaks up with his gf and starts dating Philip,his male best friend)
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and if this leak is actually correct there would be another parallel
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because in eyewitness Lukas gets injured and his boyfriend stays with him and he kisses his forehead, Lukas' dad sees it (he's ok with it), it would explain why Karen was at the hospital and why they needed an ambulance on the set, so if this leak is true then Will's gonna kiss Mike's forehead and Karen is gonna see it (that would mean Mike and Will are already dating)
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and in s2 Mike stayed with Will at the hospital so now it's Will's turn
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more parallels
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they've been filming a lot at that farm.. and Ross and his wife said that they enjoyed eyewitness and they filmed at like 3 or 4 different farms (one of them has swings) and they're literally filming at one right now
more s5 leaks and Mike and El staying friends after the break up and Mike being worried for Will <33 and Mike and Robin bonding over their partners being in danger
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megumishotgf · 1 month
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pov: megumi has a crush on you
summary: more megumi headcanons i fear… ya’ll like my texts way more so this is definitely written for me.
warnings: reference to catcalling? other than that sfw + gender non-specified!!
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reserved! megumi who takes his time getting to know you. he studies all your qualities and aspects personality as if one day he’ll be quizzed on your features. megumi admires your ambition and drive but most of all your tenderness and selflessness. he’s drawn to people with good and expressive hearts. people who like to help others and perform nice gestures just because they can.
attentive! megumi who focuses diligently when you’re speaking, concentrating on every single trivial detail, even those that slip absent-mindedly past your lips without much thought. he listens to you ramble on and on about your interests yet it never bores him (and he gets bored of people alright). speaks so softly with you in a tone that surprises everyone around you (mainly nobara and yuji who have never seen him so interested in another human before… he’s always this soft to animals, though).
nerdy! megumi who prefers reading non-fiction but will pick up your favourite fantasy novels just because he wants to feel close to you. seeing your eyes light up when he mentions the titles to you makes his heart swell. highlights his favourite quotes and annotates in between pages. he’ll share them with you, gaze fixated on you as your eyes scan over all of this thoughtful comments. you feel such genuine happiness knowing he has gone so far to do this for you.
sappy! megumi who picks up one of your romance suggestions next, finding himself relating to the hopelessly enamoured protagonist. again, he annotates his copies and scribbles exclamation marks when he comes across passages that resonate with his growing feelings for you. doesn’t show you these ones, of course. at least not yet.
shy! gumi who admires your kindness from afar. all the little things you go out of your way to do just to help someone else. when you assist yuuji in the kitchen with his high-protein meals or paint nobara’s nails with great precision. when you’re the first to offer your seat up for an elderly woman on the metro or when you bounce out of your seat to help your teachers carrying piles of school documents.
observant! megumi who notices all of your little habits. the kind of things that make you feel so loved and cared for when he mentions them back to you. those things that no one else really noticed even if you badly wanted it to be seen.
love-sick! megumi would configures multiple playlists about you. one playlist containing all your favourite tracks and another with all those that you recommended to him directly. the type to listen to ‘i wanna be yours’ and fall asleep to thoughts of being with you. so many random romantic playlists often come up on his spotify profile. one time he made you a physical mixtape. yes, it was mostly just love songs… you swore it was just a coincidence. mostly.
insecure! megumi who constantly thinks he could never be good enough for you. dismisses your concern when you notice him distancing himself (because somehow you can distinguish between this and his usual quietness) but can never fully push you away. feels his heartbeat accelerate when you offer him physical comfort (with less reluctance than with anyone else). hugs from you are so comforting.
touch-starved! megumi who craves your physical affection all the time and it gets very noticeable. his arms instinctively circle around your waist whenever you greet him, rushing over for a hug. at first it was always you initiating the affection, but it’s starting to feel so natural reciprocating it. your hand will subtly slip into his when you are walking around central tokyo together or you’ll cling onto his side for comfort and warmth. he worries that you’ll be able to hear his obnoxiously loud heartbeat when you do so, but nothing could make him pull away.
annoyed! megumi who glares at his friends when they tease him about your physical affection (or when they hear your nicknames for him). but at least they have the decency to wait until you’ve left, he thinks. i give them one more week, yuuji says to nobara as megumi walks away in the same direction you just went.
if looks could kill… nobody would want to experience angry! megumi. even yuuji and nobara started to feel unsettled seeing him like that after some old loser started to catcall you. you had barely registered what was called out to you before he fearfully disappeared around the corner.
kind! megumi who opens his arms for you when he sees you’re upset. sometimes struggles with verbal comfort, but he remembers how nice it is to be hugged by you, so surely this should help. it does help - and he feels his heart swell when you thank him for being there for you.
even more nervous! megumi who finally musters the courage to confess his feelings for you. rehearses the speech in his head (and surprisingly to yuuji) tens of times only to be left astounded after you make the confession first. finally kissing you felt like the sun rising after months of darkness.
megumi who has infinite amounts of layers!! getting to know him is truly a magical experience. ultimate green flag he is perfect end of discussion!!
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haven’t published anything in so long… hey ya’ll. how is everyone doing. pls send requests i am out of ideas!!
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httpiastri · 8 months
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wedding plans – ln4
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lando is sure he wants to marry you – but the road to getting there isn't always so easy.
(part 2 to 'wedding bells' – read part one first!)
genre: fluff
pairing: female reader x lando norris
warnings: none
requested: yes!
author's note: hello everyone! it seems like maybe this blog is working again... at least on some fronts. i finally got an answer from tumblr support, so we're on our way to solving things i think. yay! this is a bit rushed and it's also past 3am but i will proofread it more thoroughly in the morning. also, i wrote this while listening to some kind of lando playlist on spotify and it had the most random songs 😭 so the mood throughout this is a bit mixed too. anyway... hope you all have a good day!
f1 masterlist
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lando wishes he could be romantic and say he planned out his proposal for months, that he had organized it with your friends and family, or even had a set date for when it was supposed to happen. but, he hadn't.
he did have a plan, though; not a perfect one, not one he had thought about for a long time, but still a plan. he was supposed to do it after having dinner with your parents one night. he wanted to stop somewhere on your way home, take you out on a walk along some beautiful scenery and just pop the question when you'd least expect it. he hadn't worked it out to the smallest detail, but he had a clear idea of what he wanted to do.
however, his plan went straight out the window today when he got his first win.
winning at his home race, a maiden f1 victory in silverstone was more than he could've ever dreamed about as a child. it was all just perfect, and he wanted the already so special day to be even more special.
ever since your night at his brother’s wedding, lando knew he wanted to propose as soon as possible. he wasn't really scared you would reject him; you had never given him any sign that you would be against it. he just needed to be your husband, sooner rather than later.
that's how he finds himself here, pacing around the bedroom of your hotel room. one hand rakes through his hair as the other stays in his pocket, fingers tightly grasping the tiny box. he wants to do it here and now, so that you get to have something extra to celebrate when going out tonight, but he's growing more and more nervous by the second.
you're in the bathroom, making some final touches to your makeup, so you're completely unaware of the anxious behavior from your boyfriend. but when you hear his voice call out your name, you instantly notice how it's a little shaky. "yeah?"
"can you come out here for a moment?"
your eyebrows furrow but you do as you're told, stepping out to find lando standing by the window, taking in the scenery. the hotel you're staying at is just a couple of miles away from silverstone, and the view from your room on the top floor is magnificent in the low light of the sun almost setting. he tears his eyes from the outside to look at something even more beautiful.
obviously, you have gone for an orange dress to celebrate him, and he can't help but smile slightly when you walk up to him. "you're gorgeous," he tells you, his hand finding your waist as he lets his thumb graze the material.
"you're even more gorgeous." your hands meet at the back of his neck, fingers intertwining as you look straight into his eyes.
he pauses for a moment, gathering courage. "hey, i..." then he looks down at his feet, letting out a small chuckle. "wow, am i really this nervous?"
you tilt your head, your eyebrows rising instinctively at the sight of him loosing his cool. your always so confident boyfriend is nervous about... having you in his arms? "are you alright?"
"yeah, i just..." lando sighs before looking back up at you. "i love you, you know. a lot." you nod, and just as you are about to tell him you love him too, he speaks again. "and i want to spend the rest of my life with you."
suddenly, it clicks in your head. "lando-"
"shush, don't interrupt me," he cuts you off, a joking tone clear in his voice. a laugh bubbles from your chest and lando lets go of your waist, taking a step back. your own hands come up to cover your mouth as he takes a deep breath and kneels down. his hand reaches into his pocket to pull out the box, letting it fall open. "will you do me the great honor of marrying me?"
you had been preparing for this moment too, obviously. there had been many things you'd thought about when it came to the proposal, one maybe more important than the others; you had promised yourself not to cry. you already knew it was going to happen, and you knew what you were going to answer, so you wouldn't be surprised.
but just like lando's plans, your plans also went out the window once it actually happened.
"come here, you idiot," you let out, your eyes tearing up as you held your hands out to him. he stood up, falling into your embrace as your arms wrapped around him. "god, i love you."
when you part from your hug, your hands cup his face in them and you lean in to press your lips against his.
"yes," you say when you pull away, right before kissing him again. "yes." another kiss. "yes yes yes yes."
"wait, you need to be more clear with your answer." when you laugh, the tears stream down your cheeks, and lando helps pat them away with his thumb. then he kisses you again, mumbling against your lips. "i can't wait."
it's all so simple, so natural, so unforced, just like your relationship – but unlike how the rest of the night will likely go.
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"hey, are you dozing off again?" you groan, your eyes shifting from the pieces of paper in your hands up to watch your lover next to you. his arms are crossed on top of the table, head resting on them as his eyes grow hazy again. "concentrate, norris!"
he lets out a deep sigh, one of his hands coming up to wipe across his face. he leans back in his chair, making an attempt to remember what you had said just before you started scolding him. "yeah, that sounds great."
you swat at his shoulder with your hand, furrowing your eyebrows. "you don't even know what i was talking about." you hold up the papers to him, showing off the different color schemes you were choosing between for the big day. "if we choose this one, we could get those pink garden roses we talked about for the reception..." you hold up one piece of paper to him, eyes watching closely for his reaction. "...but this one..."
lando hates planning for your wedding. he finds it extremely boring, especially because it's so complicated and because there's so much to figure out. but more than anything,
he hates waiting.
he wants to marry you now – if he got to decide, he'd just run off and elope with you right this second.
unfortunately for him, you have convinced him that you both want your friends and family to be there for the big moment. when he tries to think realistically, he does agree with you, but when he lets his heart do all the thinking, he can't care less about anyone other than you. all he needs is to have you with him.
hell, he would run off with you to a random country, leave all civilization and everyone you know, live off insects and grass or whatever, as long as you're there with him. he needs nothing else.
"are you still not listening?" your hands land on the table with a thud as you throw your head back.
lando leans forward to rest his chin on top of your shoulder, his arm snaking across your waist to pull you closer to him. "i'm sorry."
"what even are you thinking about?"
he pauses for a moment before he leans back a little, eyes meeting yours. "i'm giving eloping a serious reconsideration."
"lando, we've discussed this enough, haven't we?" one of your hands land where his neck meets his shoulder. "plus, it's so late now. we'd lose our deposits."
"you think i care about the money?" he cocks an eyebrow and you shake your head at him. "all i care about is you, and you being mine. no matter how we get there."
"so, if you care about me so much," you start, tilting your head as a smile spreads across your lips. "will you help me with this? pretty please?"
"well, since you ask so nicely..." lando can't help but let out a laugh at your expression. "but first..." his hand pulls you even closer and your knee is grazing against his leg when he leans down to you. his lips find yours easily, like it's what they were made for, and you kiss your fiancé back just as easily.
maybe he can muster up the energy to focus on planning for a little while. it will be worth it in the end, he thinks; when he sees you walk down the isle, when he holds you in front of everyone, when he gets to kiss you as your husband, he is sure it will all be worth it.
everything is worth it when it comes to you.
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"has monaco always been this pretty?"
your voice breaks lando's train of thoughts and he looks over at you. you pull your knees up to your chest and he scoots closer to you on the blanket. "i'm pretty sure it has."
you pause for a moment, taking a deep breath. "it feels different, though. doesn't it?"
he gets what you mean. everything feels different these days; the morning coffee, his races, waking up in your arms. even just sitting with you here, overlooking the country you'd spent so many months in, the city lights twinkling under the night sky.
it's all lighter, easier, sweeter. every day has just a slight touch of extra beauty that wasn't there before.
"do you think it will still be different after tomorrow?" your voice is low, almost as if you're scared of your words.
you are. to be fair, the changes in the horizon are life-changing – it's not weird to wonder and be nervous about what life will look like.
"yeah, i think so. but another type of different." you tilt your head up towards him, eyes catching the way his own are sparkling in the lights. except, they aren't looking at the lights; you're the reason they are sparkling. "a better different."
you smile, leaning against his shoulder as you let your eyes fall closed. "i can't believe it's tomorrow," you hum. "the wedding. our wedding."
time has passed really quickly, as life sometimes does. all of the days lando had spent complaining that the wedding was so far away had gone by in the blink of an eye. "you still have time to run away, you know."
a chuckle leaves your chest at the comment. "so do you." his arm drapes across your shoulders, holding you close as you let out a breath. "i can't believe i'll be yours in just a few hours."
"love," he starts, looking down at you. "you have been mine for as long as i can remember."
he was right; you can barely even remember a time where you weren't his.
"and you have always been mine, too."
it was just months ago that his brother got married and you dreamed about your own wedding, imagining what it would look like and how you would feel. and now, the moment is mere hours away. to say you're completely terrified is an understatement – but at the same time, you're so very excited. and every time you remember the person you're getting married to, it's easy to calm down. as long as you're with lando, everything will be perfect.
you look up at lando, your soon-to-be husband, and your heart flutters at the look in his eyes. it's a look of complete and utter love – the exact same one as the one you're showing off.
your lives have just begun, and you can barely even wait to see what the future has in stock for you.
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bonus:
just before silverstone, there was one time where the two of you had walked along the shoreline of monaco after a lovely dinner, with the prettiest sunset covering the sky. lando had stopped walking, felt his jacket pocket, and groaned out loud. when you raised your eyebrows at him, he just said: "this would have been a perfect moment to propose to you."
"do it, then?"
"i left the ring at home..."
"you're unbelievable. and adorable. come here, let me kiss you."
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c0pkiller · 7 months
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. ゚。 ₍ 𓆩 NOAH'S KINKTOBER 2023 𓆪 ₎ 。゚.
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𖤐 ━━ RULES + INFO
this is my first time writing for kinktober and I've always avoided it bc it's too much of a commitment and i'm a flakey lil thing but we're gonna give it a shot this year! i'll just write one fic per each week of the month and if i get any more ideas during oct, i'll write those too. in the end, there will probably be six or seven fic on this mlist. this mlist will be available in my pinned post indefinitely as well.
i'll be sticking to jjk men for this since that's where i'm most comfortable at the moment.
i also made a playlist for this event. each fic will have it's own respective song to get you in the mood though. each respective song is in the ₆⁶₆ next to the title! all the links are for Spotify, so sorry! – kinktober playlist!
this goes without saying but i'm gonna say it anyway. no minors are permitted to interact, consume, or share anything i've written, republished, or posted here or anywhere else on my blog. leave this post right now if you're underage.
if you want to be tagged in any of this upcoming work, feel free to submit a form on my taglist. please read my rules before submitting. you must be 18+ to be tagged. if you only want to he tagged in the kinktober fic, only select the Kinktober option!
sneak peaks here
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𖤐 ━━ WEEK ONE (10.03)
₆⁶₆ THE LOVE WITCH ft. KENTO NANAMI — You're still a baby witch. What made you think you were capable of performing a love spell on your crush without somehow messing it up?
⚀ brainwashing (?), masturbation (f), possessiveness, seduction, multiple orgasms, service dom nanami, slightly dominant reader, gagging, wc: ~ 4.3k
𖤐 ━━ WEEK TWO (10.10)
₆⁶₆ BLOOD ORANGE ft. TOJI FUSHIGURO — After spending Halloween night watching horror movies with your best friend, you wake up at 1 AM to nurse a headache; but instead, you find his father having a glass of wine... without any clothes on.
⚂ dilf! toji, sneaky link, drunk sex, cunnlingous, face fucking, rough sex, wc: ~ 7.1k
𖤐 ━━ WEEK THREE (10.17)
₆⁶₆ SUCKING SOULS ft. KAMO CHOSO — You've existed as a succubus for more years than you could keep track of, haunting sexually frustrated men's dreams and they're all starting to blend together... except for this one. This one is too cute to let go of.
⚁ demon fucking, somnophilia, blowjobs, sub! choso, wc: ~ 1.7k
𖤐 ━━ WEEK FOUR (10.24 & 10.31)
₆⁶₆ GHOST GONE SOLID ft. SATORU GOJO & SUGURU GETO — Your friend Suguru invites you over to play with a oujia board he found in his attic and the two of you accidentally summon the spirit of an international playboy whose hell bent on showing the two of you a good time.
⚃ ghost sex, threesome - f/m/m, making out, oral, anal (f receiving), spitroasting, double penetration, wc: ~ 6k
₆⁶₆ ₆⁶₆ FINAL GIRL (GONE WILD!) ft. SATORU GOJO — A mysterious man with a distorted voice calls you while you're having a chill night in on Halloween, demanding you put on a show for him through your window or else he'll have to come inside and do it himself. He thinks he's being threatening but, little does he know, you get off on being bossed around.
⚄ blackmailing, threats, masturbation (f & m), phone sex, ghostface! gojo, fuck or die, public sex, wc: ~ 2.2k
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diana-thyme · 1 year
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SUPER Low Energy Witchcraft
I’ve been seeing a lot of low energy witchcraft posts, but every one I read isn’t really low energy. When I think ‘low energy,’ I think something I can do on my lowest of low days. Days I can’t get out of bed or even think sometimes. So here it is. The SUPER Low Energy Witchcraft Guide.
Sigils sites. I have found this one to be very good. They’ll make a sigil for you so you don’t have to.
Pinterest boards. Making spells or manifesting using Pinterest boards is one of my favorite things to do.
Spotify playlists. Similar to the Pinterest board idea, use songs to create spells or manifest certain things.
Emoji spells. Use emojis to make spells, making sure they’re packed with intent.
Hang out with your tarot deck. Or any divination tool, for that matter. Just having it near you counts.
Talking to spirits and deities. Tell them about something you plan to do for them, a ritual you’d like help with, ask for help getting through the lows, etc. Or just talk to them. It doesn’t matter about what, talking improves relationships.
Read. Read books you were planning on reading. Definitely do not ever go on Z-Library for free books. Never. /s You do have limits on downloading and it’s relatively hard to figure out on mobile, but if you can get your tablet or computer up and running, it’ll work perfectly.
Scroll through Tumblr. Or Reddit. Or Pinterest. Or even Tik Tok. Scroll through the witch tags, scroll through the tags of and deities you might worship/work with. Or just look at pretty plants. Think about what they can help you with.
Make a shopping list. If you need to restock any herbs or candles, note it down.
Just light a candle or two. Simple as that.
Make a pouch or enchant a piece of jewelry or whatever you want to do to help you recover from your lows before they happen. Touch them or hold them or even just think of them when you want.
Similar to above, enchant any aids (mobility aids, medication, pain relievers, heating pads and ice packs, etc.) to help you recover faster.
If you can, think about your practice, what you want to change, what you 100% wouldn’t change, how it relates to others’ crafts, etc.
Meditate. I’m not talking about some 30 minute guided meditation sitting upright, because I have trouble with them on my lows. I’m talking about staring blankly into space or practicing mindfulness or something like that. You don’t have to do it for long, either. Take a few minutes to chill.
If you can, open your windows. Or curtains. Or blinds. Let it clear out your space.
Enchant your water or foods to help with your symptoms. Draw a sigil with anything (oil, sharpie, air, etc.) on your bottles and above your food to aid in your recovery.
Wash your face and/or hands to cleanse yourself for the day.
Have a ‘worry stone.’ Take a crystal or rock or other stone and rub it when you’re anxious. Or, enchant it to remove negative energies and rub it when your pain is at the worst. The very least it will do is distract you.
Simply rest. Resting and taking some time to recover is the best practice.
Obviously this isn’t a large list, but I cannot emphasize the ‘simply rest’ part enough. As practitioners, we tend to want to do more when we’re sitting bored in bed. But remember, safety first. The quicker you recover, the quicker you can get back to your craft.
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