#n i havent made anything nice n a long time

[ambcass]

can you do cobra kai characters with a cheerleader gf reader??

should be studying but...

a/n: im deadass ab to passout bru but wtvr i havent posted ina while ig... inbox is open btw :3 also this is not proof read D:

SPECIAL TAGS TO: @yippeeyoppee AND @humilityshown

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Miguel! tried to make it obvious that he liked Reader but she mistook his feelings for friendship. Poor baby got friend-zoned so many times because of how obvious Reader was:( One time, Miguel bought Reader followers (specifically roses) before their school's rally and Reader told him what of a supportive friend he was. But he didn't give up. He tried his hardest to let Reader know that he liked her, regardless if she felt the same way back, he would have gotten the message sent out. Reader did her fair share of kindness though. When she can, she'd go to the dojo Miguel is in and cheer him on like it was just practice.

Reader was so relieved when Miguel expressed his feelings towards her. She always thought that he was just being nice and that his actions shouldn't get into her head. Miguel brought her a basket he made with all the things she liked (candy, stuffed animals, drinks, etc.) and a lego flower bouquet.

Miguel! always goes to Reader's rallies to cheer her on. After the rallies, he would praise her on how good she did and how she should consider doing karate with him. He's scared that she'll get hurt but he knows that she can do it.

Eli! first laid eyes on Reader when the cheer squad was practicing after school. He saw a cute girl land a cartwheel with a smile and knew he was in love. He was just "Eli" when he met Reader but as soon as he turned into "Hawk" he automatically turned into a cocky bastard. He grew closer with her and always tried impressing Reader with his Karate moves but she wasn't always impressed. Many girls had a thing for Eli and tried making a move with him but it never worked. He would always find a way to sneak you back into his conversations.

Eli! confessed to you when the two of them were at a party and he was so drunk he just started talking random shit. Reader couldn't care less about what he was saying until her name was brought up. She took out her phone and started recording whatever he was about to say.

"Reader is the girl I have a crush on. Don't tell her though...I'm just so jealous of those ass jocks that she has to cheer for. She's so pretty, smart, and independent. Gosh, I wish she was mine."

Eli! had a smug look on his face but reeked of alcohol. Reader smiled and flicked Eli's forehead, telling him to go to sleep. He replied with "Yes, ma'am" and did as told. She kissed him on the forehead and slept beside him. When the both of them woke up, Reader showed Eli the recording and asked him if there was anything he would like to tell her. He was so shy but he was able to admit his feelings for her. The two then shared a passionate kiss and cuddled for a long time before someone told them to get off the couch. Hey, they were still at a party after all.

Eli! always asks Reader to accompany him to parties. Not only does that keep the unwanted girls away from Eli, but he feels he's safe when he's keeping Reader safe. Plus he wants to have fun with his girl, maybe have a drink or two. The only thing he absolutely hates is when older guys, guys that aren't even in high school anymore, try to hit on Reader like she doesn't have a boyfriend that is ready to kick ass with her. Otherwise, Eli wouldn't ask any girl in the world to party with him but his one and only girlfriend.

Robby! didn't think he would have a chance with her. Due to his financial and overall living conditions, he didn't think it was possible. Reader was just too popular for him. Any interactions with her would result in Robby trying to hide his feelings but he fails every time with the pink shade that appears on his cheeks and that soft smile he always gives Reader when he talks to her is all it'll take to make Reader realize that he wants to be more than friends with her.

Robby! asked Reader to be his girlfriend in the most romantic way possible. He got tips from Daniel and TRUST me when I say that they worked. Which really surprised Reader since how closed off Robby usually was Robby and Reader were hanging out during the Fourth of July at a park waiting for the fireworks show to start. He brought chips, sodas, and a handwritten note. A few seconds before the show started, he handed the note to her and asked her to open it. The note read, "Roses are red. Violets are blue. The sky is beautiful but not as beautiful as you". As she read the note, the fireworks started to bang. She looked at Robby with so much awe as he asked, "Reader, may I please be your boyfriend?" She cupped his face and Robby leaned in for a kiss. A kiss under the fireworks.

Reader doesn't mind at all that Robby doesn't take her to big fancy dates. In fact, she prefers small dates instead of big ones such as crafting, picnics, or even hanging in his house. Well, his mom's house. The second you two hang out in Johnny's small ass apartment, then Johnny would burst into the room while handing Robby a condom and asking him to stay safe. Reader can't stop laughing every time this happens. Robby is just annoyed that his dad thinks he would do sexual activities in his house.

"Better safe than sorry" Johnny threw a condom packet at Robby and closed the door shut. Robby's face turned red and threw the condom in the trash. Reader was just there cackling non-stop while Robby seemed like he didn't want to talk to his dad ever again.

Demetri! like Robby didn't think that Reader would ever like him back at all. His little phase with Yasmine faded quickly when he found out what a bitch Yasmine was to literally everyone (pls pretend that this is canon). He was just a nerdy lanky freak who hung out with the "boy with the lip" who later left him just to be cool. Reader was there for Demetri when Eli left him. She wanted him to be beside her at all times. Reader invited Demetri to watch her practice. When he does come, he would sit on the bleachers reading comics or doing homework. Anytime he sees a couple in the comic book he's reading, he would imagine that it's you two together, fighting crime. (or wtvr they're doing)

Demetri! is a shy baby and was practically clueless about how to ask Reader out. He thought of everything but he was either doing too little or too much. He didn't want her to think he was a loser geek that everyone made fun of. He wanted to be more than that. More than what everyone pictures him to be. His confession was simple. He slid a note into your locker stating that you should meet him after school, in the fields for something.

Once reader got there, she was in her cheer uniform and holding her silly pom poms. Demetri looked down at her with a deep blush and it was easy to make out that he was sweating. Demetri couldn't get his words out but before he was able to make words out, Reader cut him off,

"Would you like to go out sometime?" She asked him. A shocked expression appeared on his face. "Uhm sure, ya'know I was gonna ask you that". He was smiling hard, like really hard. Reader chuckled and held out her hand. "Well Demetri, care to accompany me in practice," she said in an old-fashioned tone. He held her hand in response, "Why yes Reader, I would love to" he raised his brow and the two laughed it off walking back to the gym.

People didn't get why Reader would date someone like Demteri but she didn't care. Any time he came back from Comic-Con and bought something back for her, she'd wear it to school. Her friends would look at her funny and ask "Why would you wear nerdy shit like that? You look like a geek" but Reader wouldn't care and that's what Demetri loved about her the most. Just because she was popular, it didn't mean that she couldn't be herself around her friends. Demetri loved teaching Reader nerdy things about him, such as the difference between DC and Marvel, which animes were "peak", and board games to play. Sometimes Reader would try to teach him how to do stunts but that obviously results him into ripping his pants.

#ambcassspeaks #ambcasswrites #xolo mariduena #jaime reyes #blue beetle x reader #blue beetle #xolo maridueña #cobrakai #miguel diaz x reader #miguel diaz #female reader #x reader #headcanons #miguel diaz x female reader #eli moskowitz x reader #eli hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz imagine #elimoskowitz x female reader #robby keene x reader #robby keene #robby keene x female reader #demetrialexopoulos x reader #demetri alexopoulos #demetri alexopoulos x female reader #cobrakai headcanons #fluff #silly #sillyposting #imagine #fluffy fluff

[weebsinstash]

Suprised you havent mentioned what Val wears in episode 6(he's maybe wearing the same in ep 8?)

Like those fucking boots and the fact he's wearing a skirt makes me think he does it for easy access.....👀

I think it probably is the same outfit! I'm thinking the whole "moth shaped boob window" little black dress is like, the default one he keeps under his coat? He also has a different hat in that scene (no stripes, heart button)

Ughhh I just noticed that even though he isn't talking to or looking at her he's still engaging Gasmask Girl in the conversation or she's part of his recruitment because he has his hand on her hip like that 😩❤️ also isn't it SO diva of him that he already has forearms that become black further down but he'll still put on black gloves with this dress. I guess because his black dress shirt has sleeves and this dress doesn't and he just prefers that fashion wise? Idk

I wonder how often he prefers the pants and how often he prefers the dress? True Valentino simps know he's BEEN hoein' in these streets for a while but I'm still a little surprised they made him dressing gnc a canon thing. I wonder if in season 2 we'll ever see Angel in drag or anything since that's something he enjoys?

Just like. UGHHHH I can SEE him being such a catty bully to force Reader to dress/present themself how he wants them to look. OR he'll manipulate your insecurities and try and be your ""friend"" to get closer to you that way, helping teach you how to 'look nicer' (and some of it IS helpful stuff like say makeup or certain styling tips but 8 times outta 10 he's using you like a doll). He's complimenting you and calling you pretty and he DOES mean it but it's partially because in his mind you're already his property and thus he wants his arm candy to be nice n pretty looking their best. You two are showing up to show out at any event Val drags you along to.

Shit happens like Angel gets a text from Valentino to bring him some food "because I'm busy so chop chop babe" and Angel walks in with the grub and Val is just... sitting there, very obviously definitely not busy, and in fact, he's doing your makeup, applying your eyeliner all sing song and playful, "i swear to Lucifer, mami, if you keep tearing up and ruin all the hardwork I just did on your eyes again, Daddy's gonna have to punish yooou~" and he just glances up to Angel with the most disinterested, "oh, hey. You can set that down and go"

Anthony is over here, having a SOUL CRUSHING MORAL CRISIS, because he's wished and hoped for Valentino getting a new favorite toy FOR SO LONG, but now? Angel's deathly afraid that Val's new favorite to play with might be YOU because Valentino's over here suddenly having you spend your whole shift where you're usually serving drinks to the Overlord now instead just, sitting cuddling up to him, or sitting so close to him your sides are touching and he puts his hands on your sides and waist...

Also um. On the subject of Val's dress and episode 8 and all that can we talk about Vox having the strength to be able to dip this man and how Valentino has hands large enough they can fully wrap around Vox's thigh

Look at these evil WHORES, and the way Val stroked Vox's face, like... UGH I can just see Val making Reader cry and he forces you to look at him, stroking your cheek and cooing about how it's good he got you waterproof makeup this time so that you "can stay nice and pretty and still look so cute while you're whining like a little bitch" like seriously I definitely see Valentino and Velvette as sadistic possessive yandere who would even get off on you crying and all the Vees are seriously the best of the worst 😩❤️

#yandere hellaverse #yandere hazbin hotel #hh #sinprompts #yandere x reader

[rosiehrs]

YOU DON'T KNOW MY NAME # 12. date night (half written)

word count ; 2.7k

a/n ; i literally havent studied so i will js give u guys this bcs its so awk and made me want to KMS. IRENE DO BETTER.

the volleyball player rushed into the restaurant, stating aeri’s name and being led inside. the kind man gestured towards a table - where a woman was sitting. you kindly thanked him and walked towards the table. the woman had her head down, eyes on her phone as she typed away. as you came closer, her features became clearer to you–immediately finding her familiar. two steps closer you finally realised who she was. 

“oh my god.” the cause of your delusions for months, the supposed ‘love of your life’, irene was right in front of you.

quickly pulling your phone out to share how you were likely going to kill your older friend later, you put it away just as quickly as you turned it off. right then, the woman in front of you took her eyes off of her phone and looked up at you, a stoic expression on her face. 

you never wanted to hide more than in this moment. the feeling of pure embarrassment and terror had taken over your body and you felt your limbs start to shake. she raised her eyebrows at you, almost as if she was saying, ‘what are you waiting for?’

“i’m sorry, i–uh, think i’m at the wrong table..” you spoke, beginning to walk away until she spoke up. “no, y/n, you’ve got it right. please sit down.” 

you felt your knees start to give up on you as you heard your name roll off of her tongue. if you were being honest, you could count how many times you’ve heard irene’s voice on one hand. she never posted videos of herself talking online, but her friends would post some content from occasional hangouts where they posted videos where you could hear her speak in the background. you turned around, hesitantly sitting down across her. 

she turned her phone off and placed it on the table, facing down. you quickly followed suit, gulping due to the nerves you felt.

you sat down in silence, not having the nerve to move or say anything. irene simply stared at you, waiting for your extroverted ways to shine through–but you didn’t say anything. 

irene’s irritation was increasing and her patience was running out. you were half an hour late for a date she didn’t even want to go on. and to add onto that–you weren’t even making an effort to speak to her.

“..are you okay?” irene asked after a few more minutes of silence.

“uh.. yeah. i am so fucking sorry, i promise i tried to get here on time, but my coach went on and on after we won and it wasn't even a close run but he was still on ours asses but i swear i got here as soon as i could. and i'm so fucking sorry for making you wait this long. i know you wanted to leave, i would too. and i'm so sorry.”

hearing your apology, irene dropped her stern face. the negative feelings she already had towards you had begun to disperse and was replaced with sympathy. in the back of her head, of course she was still frustrated–however she felt it was only right for her to comfort you instead of making you feel worse when you’re clearly already beating yourself up for it.

softly, she replies, “it’s fine. things happen, congrats on your win by the way.”

letting out a small laugh, you sent her a sheepish smile. “thank you so much, but i really hope you know how sorry i feel.”

“i do, don’t worry.”

“'yeah.. i'm y/n by the way. but you already know that.. how do you already know that?”

“ah.. my friend slipped it out by accident.” she lies. 

“i see.. i didn't quite catch your name though, i'm sorry.”

you missed the way a small smirk formed on the older girl’s face, clearly amused by your question - however she appreciated how you pretended not to know who she was.

reaching her hand out to shake your hand, “i'm irene, nice to meet you.”

the waiter then passed by, asking if you were ready to order. irene nodded, gesturing for you to order first. you read the first thing you laid your eyes on, not wanting to make her wait. she showed you a small smile, “take your time.” you nodded at her and finalised your order, straightening your back. she then read out her order, the man asking about your drinks right after. 

“i’ll just have some tonic water, please.” you replied, staring down at the menu. “and you, ma’am?” he asked. “just a glass of white, please. i’m not picky.” he nodded at the both of you and dashed towards the kitchen.

“you don’t drink?” irene asked, causing you to look up at her. “oh, i do–i just don’t want any liquid courage in case i end up doing or saying anything stupid.” you explained, making her smile softly. “i see..”

awkwardness lingered in the air, and she noticed how tense you were. the way you fiddled with your fingers, the way you couldn’t meet her eyes. “are you okay?”

“..yeah.”

your food came and you had to suffer through painful small talk. you tried to make flirty and funny comments every now and then, but she never seemed too amused–the expression on her face never changing.

you excused yourself halfway through your dinner, rushing to the washroom. you shut the door and stared at yourself in the mirror. “what the fuck.” you whispered to yourself. 

you did not know how to talk to her. the hundreds of people you speak to on a daily basis did not and could not have prepared you for this very moment. you just melted under her gaze, and you could feel that she did not like you very much. she smiled and laughed with you quite a bit in the beginning and you were now realising that she was just being polite. but as she spent more time with you, the politeness had run out and she did not show you any signs of interest. repetitive nods and hums, replying with short and quick sentences. 

you took your phone out, needing to express your situation to your friends.

you took one last look in the mirror and took a deep breath. “you can do this, and you can forget that this ever happened! just for your sanity!” you spoke to yourself, fixing how you looked and stepping back outside.

you saw irene typing away on her phone and you immediately felt the nerves come back. she was definitely texting her friends about how badly this was going. you hadn’t even finished your meal yet, but you seriously wanted to go home and cry. she saw you returning, quickly turning her phone off and placing it on the table. “you alright?” she asked, eyes searching yours.

“yes, yes! don’t worry.” you replied as you sat down. you took a sip of your drink and saw that she was staring at you. you met her eyes and felt your heart start to race. you quickly broke eye contact and continued to eat your food.

after a few seconds of silence, you remembered what aeri said about irene being older than you. “oh, if it’s not rude of me.. may i ask you something?”

“sure, y/n.” 

“how.. old are you? i’m turning 21 soon.”

“oh..” irene knew this question would come up at least once tonight. and it wasn’t that she was insecure about her age–she was just worried about how you’d react. because although your ‘date’ had only started and she insisted that she did not like you, something in her did not want to drive you away. but of course, she wouldn’t admit that. 

you immediately stepped in before she could answer. “you don’t have to tell me if you’re not comfortable, of course! it’s just that my friend said that you’d be older than me by quite a bit and i really don’t believe her.”

she blushed at your sleek compliment, nodding. “no, it’s alright. i am older than you by quite a bit actually..”

you looked at her expectantly, truly expecting her to say a number between 23 and 27.

“i’m 32.”

your eyes had widened so much that irene thought your eyes were going to pop out. “really?” you asked, making her nod shyly. “i’m sorry, i don’t want to seem rude. it’s just that you look so young. but obviously i’m not saying you’re old, i’m just saying that you look like you’d be in the year above me.”

irene laughed at your rambling, showing you that she understood what you were trying to say. “thank you, y/n. hopefully this doesn’t change how you see me.”

“not at all!” you assured, waving your hands. ‘i like older women anyway.’ you wanted to say, but you knew she wouldn’t catch the tone in your voice that indicated that you were joking. and maybe then she’d really think you were calling her old.

you hoped that with time, the air would grow less awkward and maybe, just maybe–she’d show a little bit of interest. but much to your dismay, irene’s brief hums and fake laughs continued to shoot at you.

you needed to go home, you needed to call gaeul and cry to her about how embarrassing this whole thing was even though you knew the girl would only make fun of you. once you finished your meals, you were left with your drinks–irene was on her second glass of wine, and you had ordered another club soda.

“...”

irene looked up at you and felt the slightest bit bad. she was making this whole thing awkward because she wasn’t interested in you and she clearly saw how down you seemed. “so y/n, what do you like doing in your free time?”

“oh, uh.. i like painting. i’m not very good at it, but i think it’s pretty fun. i guess you could call my work abstract painting.” you joked awkwardly, receiving a small laugh. “i see..”

“what about you? what do you.. what do you do?”

“y/n, i know you know who i am.”

you tensed up hearing her words, worrying about whether or not she knew about your dms and your replies to her tweets. “ah.. yeah, i guess i’m a fan of yours. i wanted to make it seem like a normal first date instead of a fan meeting, i apologise.”

“no, don’t apologise. i appreciate it, really.”

“...but what do you really do in your free time? you know, when you’re not working.”

“ah,” she paused, staring down at her plate. should she open up to you? it’s a brief thing, you’re only asking about her hobbies yet she felt extremely conflicted as to whether or not telling you was a good idea.

“i.. i like going on walks.”

that’s a lie. joohyun hates going on walks.

“oh, i see. that’s pretty relaxing.”

she hummed, swirling her wine. that was it, when she finished her drink–you were going to go home.

“you want anything more?” irene asked. placing her empty glass down. you shook your head politely causing her to sign for the bill. as the waiter came with the check, you immediately took your card out, waiting to hand it over.

irene stared at you as if you had done something stupid. “what are you doing?”

“what do you mean?”

she looked down at your hand and gestured to it. “that, what do you think you’re doing?” you squinted your eyes at her, clearly confused as to what she was talking about. she then took her card out of her wallet, immediately placing it on top of the bill holder. 

“woah, hey. don’t be absurd, i made you wait–it’s only right that i pay.”

“that doesn’t matter, i should pay.”

“no, you shouldn’t? don’t be silly.” you placed her card in front of her and placed yours down. “hey, i’m paying, y/n.” you scowled at her in a playful manner, shaking your head. “unnie, please. just let me. think of it as my way of apologising.”

“no, and as you just said–i’m older than you. so you should listen to me and let me pay.”

“using your age against me will not make me let you pay.”

“uh.. would you like me to come back?” the waiter asked, feeling incredibly awkward. irene shook her head, shoving her card into his hands. “no, please. put it on this card.”

you handed him yours too, insisting to use yours instead. “i’ll.. i’ll just–i’ll be right back.” he said, the bill and your cards in his hands.

“unnie, you’re incredibly stubborn.”

“not more than you.”

then awkward filled the air once again. the waiter came back, handing you your cards back with a receipt. “have a good night, ladies.” and took his leave. 

“whose did he take it off of?” you asked as she looked down at it. she smiled in victory, putting her things away. “are you serious?” you asked, feeling extremely guilty.

“y/n, please. don’t worry about it. it’s a date, that was my treat.” she assured, looking up at you with a smile. you hesitantly nodded your head at her and placed your things in your purse. “thank you, unnie.” 

she paused, looking back up at you. “you’re welcome, y/n.”

the both of you started making your way out of the restaurant, taking a small stroll down the street. once again, neither of you said anything. you wished you could say it was a comfortable silence, but in the moment you wished someone had pushed you into the road.

“i, uh–it’s getting late. we should probably start getting home.” you suggested, slowing down. she hummed, stopping when you did. “how’d you get here?” she asked.

“i took an uber here.”  you replied.

“should i drive you home?” she asked, causing your eyes to widen. “oh, nonono. it’s alright, don’t worry. i don’t want to trouble you.”

“seriously, it’s fine. i’d rather get you home safely.” she insisted with a neutral face. you really just wanted to get into an uber and cry, not have the person you’ve been admiring drive you home (as much as you really did want her to).

“unnie, it’s fine, seriously. i’ll just call one now.” you replied. “thank you though.”

“alright.” she said. you expected her to say goodnight and walk off, but instead she stayed. “i’ll wait for your ride to get here.” 

“oh, unnie, it’s fine. i don’t want to take any more of your time.” you replied, embarrassment clear in your voice. “it’s alright, y/n.” she simply said, sitting down on the nearest bench. you hesitantly followed suit and sat down next to her. you pulled your phone up, eager to get a ride home.

the both of you sat there in silence, waiting. 

unexpectedly enough, she was the one to break it. “i’m sorry for being awkward tonight, y/n. i’m not really good with people.” an apology? you didn’t expect her to apologise. she shouldn’t have to apologise.

“don’t worry about it, unnie. i’m sorry for being awkward, too. i’m usually less.. tense.” she mumbled, saying something along the lines of it was okay.

your ride came shortly after, the both of you standing up as it stopped in front of you. “i, uh– thank you for tonight, irene unnie.”

“thank you, too, y/n. i had a nice time.”

‘she’s lying through her teeth’, you thought.

“me too,” you replied politely. “uh, well. goodnight, get home safely.”

“you, too. goodnight.”

you then got into the car, making sure it was yours. you kept your head down as your uber drove away, and when you were finally out of sight–you burst out crying. you’d never felt so defeated and embarrassed in your life, not even when you lost against hanyang during one of your most anticipated games of the year. 

when you got home, you rushed to your room and just cried more. the feeling in your chest hadn’t left and wasn’t dissipating in the slightest. your friends blew up your phone, but you continued to dwell on the events that occurred earlier tonight.

another ding echoed around your room, causing you to quickly glance at it. expecting aeri or gaeul, you were extremely shocked to see who had sent you a text.

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SUMMARY ⤻ irene was a private influencer and y/n was an avid follower. you were extremely open about your admiration for the older girl. like every other fangirl, you want her to notice you – but she doesn't know your name. (and you don't know hers)

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#irene x reader #bae joohyun x reader #joohyun x reader #red velvet x reader #kpop x reader #ydkmn!smau

[beplerblurbs]

reactions when you play with their hair

(s.hanbin, lee jeonghyeon, zhang hao, ricky)

hii i havent been posting because of finals,, but i saw the finale and i really like the lineup!! i really wish keita or phanbin also made it, but i will be listening to ciipher and waiting for a wakeonez debut :)) enjoy this though

fluff, shorter!reader, trainee!hanbin, unistudent!jeonghyeon, musicteacher!zhanghao, boyfriend!ricky

s. hanbin

your boyfriend just came home from a long day of training. thankfully the agency was close to your guys’ apartment, but that also meant his sweat was fresh too…

“welcome home!” you cheer as you prepare dinner for you two.

“hi honey,” his sweet voice comes behind you and looks over your shoulder to see what you’re making, about to hug you from behind.

“hanbinnn, i told you to shower when you get home” you shimmy forward and look up to him with a lighthearted pout.

he laughs, “i don’t even smell that bad!” you furrow your eyebrows, waiting for him to accept reality. he sighs, “okay okay, i’ll be quick, love you!” walking to your guys’ room to wind down and shower.

…

hanbin comes out of the room in his pajamas and a shower headband in a shape of a dog’s face, hair still damp. you can’t help but chuckle, “i’m glad you like my gift,” he smiles “whatever”

you guys eat dinner and talk about each other’s days, quieting down just to enjoy the food and quality time. you wash the dishes together and get ready to watch a show in bed.

hanbin realizes he’s left his headband in for a bit too long, “ah, now my hair dried all weird” he mops sitting up in bed. you coming out from the washroom, finished your nightly routine, smiles. “its okay,” you laugh “here, i’ll fix it.” you walk up to his side of the bed.

you take off the headband slightly, hanbins looking up at you with a warm smile. he wasn’t wrong, his hair was disheveled, half up, half drooping. you dont say anything though, you just run your fingers through his hair, fluffing and loosening it while combing it down to its normal state. hanbin sighs and leans his head into your chest, “this is really nice” you smile and continue playing with it a bit.

“okay you’re handsome as always now, lets watch this episode, i heard from hao that its really dramatic” you open up the blanket hanbin is under so you can sit between his legs and lean back on him. he was so greatful to have small moments like this with you.

lee jeonghyeon

jeonghyeon and you were studying the the same course at your guys’ uni apartment… more like you were forcing him to study.

he goes on and on talking about being some genius lee and thats why he doesn’t need to study. however, his recent test grades say otherwise, which is why you guys are studying together now.

when you guys were studying together, he had some questions about some topics and he seemed genuinely interested in getting better for his grades. you were charmed by his lost looks and wanted more, so you teased him.

“hey y/n what does this term mean again?” jeonghyeon points to a word you know but you can’t give it to him so easily when he looks so cute with a small pout.

you smile and lean in close to him, you can see it in his eyes, he’s freaking out a little bit, trying to focus on something other than your pretty face. “hmm, i’ll tell you if i get a kiss” you grin without teeth. his ears were getting red and he leaned back, he didn’t want to give in so quickly, even though his heartbeat doubled in speed.

“w-why ? you didn’t do this when i asked before?” jeonghyeon couldn’t even sound calm, your hand was on the table so close to yours, making him even more nervous. you go back to your original position, “okay you can figure it out on your o-“ you were pulled in for a warm kiss. he holds onto your hand.

immediately reciprocating, you scoot your chair closer to him and deepen the kiss. after a minute, you guys pull apart out of breath. you were so surprised with his immediate affection, you were now with the red face.

“can you tell me the answer now?” he smiles lightly with swollen lips. you still find him so cute like this, knowing he just wanted to kiss you but acting like it was for schoolwork.

you smile, let go of his hand in order to play with the ends of his hair on the back of his head. “i think you made me forget,” he shyly smiles looking away but still letting you play with his hair.

he pulls your head into his shoulder, “you know i really like this, we should study more together.”

zhang hao

you work as a freelancer, mostly online, so naturally as your boyfriend, zhang hao, is busy studying to be a music instructor, you spend most of your day alone until he comes from practice.

around an hour before hao comes home you prepare dinner, but you know his busy schedule can be unexpecting. to make sure he has a hot meal ready, you keep the food covered on the dinner table. so you can reheat the dinner once he gets home.

waiting for hao, you sit on the couch while watching a reality show. you sit properly but slowly lean your head back and dose off.

you woke up when you felt a shift in your lap. you also realise the feeling of a neck pillow around you. oh whats this… you slowly rub your eyes open, your show is still on but muted. looking down in your lap you see zhang hao, still in his outside clothes and sound asleep.

he looked so calm and affectionate, snuggling closer even in his sleep. you felt so grateful to be his safe space. you couldnt help but run your fingers through his soft hair and rub the back of his neck.

hao being a light sleeper wakes up and peeks one eyes open, “mmm i love you,” he mumbles. you smile. “i love you too hao, you must be hungry” you lean to the side to get your phone but hao grumbles cutely, eyes still closed.

“can you keep doing that for a little?” you were confused, “do what?” you see the time, it’s already too late for dinner.

“playing with my hair,” he usually isn’t this straightforward, but his tiredness seemingly made him this cute.

you giggle, “anything for you.”

ricky

sipping your hot latte, you’re waiting for your boyfriend, ricky, to come in the neighbourhood cafe for a quick coffee before your actual date, a fun couples art session.

you were sketching in your book, planning out what possible artworks you guys could make together. 15 minutes has past of when you guys had agreed on meeting and he still hadn’t come yet. did he change his mind or something? you couldn’t understand why he was late

feeling sad, you plug in your earphones, put your head down and doodle to distract yourself. you were on the verge of tears when you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“surprise!” you turn around and see ricky with a messy bouquet of flowers. he sees your glossy eyes and bends down so your eye to eye.

you take a tissue and dab under your eyes, “where were you?! its been 20 minutes since you said you’d come” you lightly shove his shoulder and pout.

“im sorry babe i saw all the flowers out while walking here and i thought you’d like them… sorry i kinda got carried away with picking pretty ones for you,” he awkwardly laughs and hands you the bouquet wrapped in todays newspaper.

you couldn’t help but smile, ricky has always been so sweet to you, and you know you could not stay mad at him. you’re heart swelled as you took the bouquet, seeing familiar flowers. he put his hand on the table.

“babe i forgive you, but these are our neighbours’ flowers they’re gonna be so upset” you smile, no more tears threatening to leak. he shyly laughs. you knew he already did it and there was no point on drilling it in on him.

you set down the bouquet in your lap and held his hand on the table. “nevermind that actually, thank you ricky, i really appreciate it,” you ran his fingers through the back of his hair and played with the ends. “you did well”

rickys ears turned red, looking away slightly smiling. “hm? what are you thinking?” you ask,

he looks at you, “i really like this, i should come late more often” ricky leans his head back slightly in satisfaction.

“ugh whatever,” you pull away, he smiles seeing you blush. “well? we have an art session waiting for us, i’ll get a coffee and we’ll go?” you nod happily.

he walks up to the counter and you look back at the bouquet. growing even more appreciation for him.

#boys planet #zb1 hanbin #zb1 imagines #zb1 #zb1 x reader #zb1 ricky #zb1 zhang hao #lee jeonghyeon #mnet boys planet #zerobaseone #zerobase1 #kpop imagines #kpop #zhang hao #zb1 drabbles #shen ricky #sung hanbin #beplerblurbsmultiple

[stevie-petey]

hiiiiiiiii honey <3 could we get a blurb about bug telling steve about jonathan’s outburst towards her after he took the pictures of nancy and steve’s reaction to learning about it???? it would be so so appreciated by me <3 you’re the best ever <3 MWAH

(i am being held against my will to write this jonathan sweetie im so sorry) (i love u val) (u are evil)

i know this isnt necessarily what u MEANT but ,,, ive been dying to expand upon bugs kindness and how it may seem annoying and pathetic, but its hers ! its her kindness !!!

enjoy <3

"no way you guys havent wanted to strangle each other at least once." steve remarks one day as he watches you and jonathan work side by side at the cash register.

jonathan had been bored today and decided to join you and steve at work, something that you're very happy about, honestly.

"oh, ive definitely wanted to strangle jonathan," you say, writing down a new shipment receipt while the boy next to you doodles.

steve rolls his eyes. "old married couple squabbling doesnt count. im talking, like, full on betrayal and hurt here. you guys are always so... you, and it has to be an act."

jonathan snorts. "shouldve seen the fights we had last year. surprised y/n didnt kill me with her bare hands."

"i dont believe you."

"no, hes right." you look up at steve. "he threw a jacket at my face last year and then told me we werent family the night he took those pictures of nancy. then cried in my arms like a day later."

steve stares at you, shocked.

"i also then slept in nancys bed and lied about it. and tried leaving you behind a few times."

"that you did," you flick jonathans ear, causing him to wince in pain. "you deserved that."

"i did."

during this entire exchange, steve hasnt said a single word. hes still stunned, baffled by the fact that jonathan could be so cruel to someone so wonderful.

"wait a second," he looks between you and jonathan. "and youre still friends?"

"yeah." you both say at the same time.

steve cant fucking believe it. you do anything and everything for jonathan, that much is obvious, and sure. steve has seen jonathan do small acts of kindness towards you, devote the same back, but to throw a jacket at you and belittle you? and now here he is, joking about it alongside you. as if it was all okay in the end.

"youre too nice sometimes, y/n." the words leave steves lips before he can stop them. once he realizes what hes said, he looks up at jonathan and panics. "sorry, man. im sure you guys talked it out and... yeah."

jonathan shrugs. "no, youre right. she is and i was dick."

"im right here, you know."

steve winces. "sorry."

"its fine, honestly." you go back to scribbling shipment orders. "i am indeed too nice, but i dont ever really see the point in holding a grudge? i mean, jonathan apologized and i understood the stress he was under. sure, it didnt erase all the hurt he caused, but after almost dying immediately after being mad at him for not including me in something... i dont know. it felt silly to hold onto that anger after. childish, even."

jonathan and steve share a look, for once both seeming to think the same thing.

shes too good.

you hate that they do this. you hate that people view your kindness as a weakness. after the hell youve been through, long before monsters even came to hawkins, youve learned the hard way just how rare kindness is.

now you try to be kind to everything and everyone, no matter what it may cost you.

the kindness is yours, no one elses.

and if that makes you weak, then at least it made you better.

you tear two pieces paper from your notebook, scrunch them up into balls, and then throw them at steve and jonathan. "stop pitying me. im kind and i love that aspect of myself. i dont care if it makes me vulnerable or pathetic. its a piece of me, and i wouldnt change it. if you dont like it, then that belittles me even more than emotional outbursts ever could."

jonathan sighs. "youre right, bug. youre a very kind and lovely person and its what makes you a joy to be around, paper balls and all."

steve plays along. "definitely a better super power than spider-man, dare i say."

"okay, lets not get ahead of ourselves now," you giggle, appreciative of both the boys. they may not understand or like the way you view the world, but theyre at least trying.

its all you could ask for.

even if steve later on that day pulls you aside to whisper, "i think i can kick jonathans ass this time, if you ever need it."

and its enough.

#southelroy #ask #come home blurb #set in between seasons 1 and 2 #m speaks #m's writing #bug lore #wdtai insight #bug is the quote #and so i try to be kind to everything i see #and in everything i see #i see him #thats bug #and its what makes her so beautiful

[cricket-reader]

hii!! love your writing its intoxicating!!! idk if you’ve seen the movie Easy A (if not DO IT!!! its on Netflix) but if you have i was thinking a fem (or gn if youre more comfortable with it) reader x bucky fic thats along that line where reader is like Olive and bucky is like Todd? maybe lots of angst/fluff/smut or whatever this prompt takes you. honestly anything as long as it has bucky comforting reader through whatever you choose? again if you havent seen then feel free to ignore this and thankya!!!

Easy A

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Summary: after a truly awful date, you are comforted by Bucky. (High School AU)

Warnings: language, mentions of sex, non-con kissing (not Bucky), Brock Rumlow being a prick, fluff

Word Count: 3,470

A/N: Sorry it took so long. It took a while to find inspiration, but here it is! I hope this lives up to your expectations 💕💕

How could life get so messed up?

You find yourself asking this question a lot lately. It was a simple rumour. Something that you could should have stopped—no, prevented.

In fact, you could have prevented all of this. So in hindsight, this is all your fault.

That doesn’t mean, however, that you deserved this… right? Sure, some people probably definitely thought you did. What, being the campus whore? The virgin slut.

It was a simple white lie. But it grew into something so much bigger. Something you could never outlive. Rumours spread fast. Especially on a campus. Almost like the wildfires along the west coast.

Despite never having sex in your life or even having your first kiss, you were the sluttiest, dirtiest, whore out there.

Whilst all that isn’t true, you sure felt dirty. It seemed as though everyone believed the rumours. Sure, you had done nothing to dispute them. If anything, you only encouraged them. That was just you being stupid, you realise that now. Despite all of that, you wished that someone could look through the stupid lies. Because everyone had to be idiots to believe them.

Thinking back on it, this all could have been avoided. If you didn’t tell your former best friend that lie, none of this would have ever happened. It was the snowball effect, and it had grown out of proportion.

It only truly hit you in the face when Brock Rumlow tried to make a move on you.

You didn’t put it past him to believe that you were really a whore. He was quite daft. Regardless, when he asked you out, you had foolishly believed that he liked you for you; not for your fake self. He took you out to eat at the fairly nice seafood place in town and everything. You should have known that it wouldn’t end well.

It started off fine. You both made small talk and ordered drinks and food. Then you saw Bucky. He was the guy you had liked for a long time, not that anyone besides your old best friend knew that.

He was singing a cheesy happy birthday song with his colleagues. You giggled at the sight, not expecting such a serious guy to do something like that.

It all went downhill from there.

You panicked when you saw your former friend, Sharon Carter, sitting at a table across the room. You knew that Sharon has had her eyes on Brock Rumlow for a while—since first grade to be exact. It evaded your mind until you saw her. You knew then and there the mistake you had made.

Even if she was no longer your friend, you felt horrible. Sure, she hadn’t been too friendly to you after all the rumours and lies spiralled out of control, but you were better than this. Surely there was some sort of girl code about this kind of thing, right?

“Shit… shit, shit!” you mumbled.

“What’s wrong?” Brock asked, confused at your sudden change in demeanour.

“Sharon is over there!”

“So?”

You huffed. “She’s been in love with you since the first grade.”

“And?”

“She’s my best friend.”

“I thought you two weren’t speaking anymore.”

“We’re not, but that doesn’t mean that she’s not my best friend or that I should be out with you.”

Brock frowns. “Her and I don’t have anything in common.”

“And you and I do?” This was such a bad idea. That was the mantra playing on repeat in your mind. This was a horrible, terrible idea.

“Yeah.” His voice wavered, cracking a bit. You could see his brain scrambling to come up with anything.

“Like what?”

“Like… I hate Kae too.”

You rolled your eyes. Kaecilius. The man that hated you from day one—ever since one of his Zelots—what they called themselves—overheard you talking to Sharon in the bathroom. A religious self-centred prick that thought his ways were better than everyone else’s. Nobody’s liked him.

You scoffed, “If that’s our connection, I should just date the entire school.”

“Haven’t you?”

That right there. It should have been a warning to you. But you just shook your head, brushing it to the back of your mind to focus on something more important: getting out of there undetected.

Before even eating your food, you managed to convince Brock to leave. It wasn’t soon enough because Sharon saw you. Alone with Brock. On a date.

The betrayal on her face hit you like a punch to the stomach. What even was your life anymore?

You both rushed out of the restaurant. Tears were threatening to escape from your eyes, but you willed them away.

“I’m sorry about that,” you apologised, walking to the car. You opened the door to get in, but Brock shut it before it even got halfway open.

“Uh, I’ve got something for you.”

You tilted your head, hoping it was something romantic.

He flicked up an orange gift card. “Two hundred dollars to The Home Depot,” he said with a big smile on his face.

Your face crumpled in confusion before the realisation set in.

This wasn’t a date. No. Of course, it wasn’t. Not really. It was a way to get you to–

“Bam,” he said, all smug. As if he has done something.

“I didn’t realise this was a–“ Now the tears really were starting to form. You didn’t listen as he explained himself. You didn’t care enough to hear what he had to say. You didn’t care because once you finally thought someone had shown an interest in you, it blew up in your face. Hell, maybe you’ve deserved it. Going along with all these rumours. It was bound to bite you in the ass one way or another.

You took a breath, resolving yourself to all the age old question. “So what did we do on this date?”

“Whatever two hundred bucks gets me.”

And with that he leaned in, grabbing your chin to push his lips against yours.

Warning signs flared in your mind. Just what the hell did he think he was doing? You pushed him away. “That’s not really how it works,” you tried to explain.

He wasn’t hearing it. “It’s okay,” he muttered before closing the gap again. You hit his chest, trying to get him off of you.

“Stop!” you cried out, so fucking done with today. “I’m not really having sex with people for money. I’m saying I’m having sex, but I’m not having sex for money.”

You didn’t know what about your explanation was lost on him. How he could listen to that and still continue, maybe he just wasn’t listening in the first place.

He leaned in again, trying to reassure you. And yet again you pushed him away. “Stop! No, no! Stop!”

“What? Come on just relax, babe. It’s alright.”

It was as if he didn’t hear you the first million times you said it. It was as if you didn’t repeatedly push him away. Or maybe he was just dumb enough to continue pursuing you when you clearly didn’t want it.

Whatever the case was, you didn’t care.

So, yet again, you pushed him away. His back hit the car, and you walked away.

“Come on, this is bullshit! I paid you.”

You turned on your heel and flicked the card back at him. “Well now you didn’t.”

He yelled after you, upset that he didn’t get what he wanted. Tears began trickling down your face.

You heard your name being called out, a familiar, friendly voice. You turned around to see Bucky, white button down and all, walking towards you.

“Bucky… hi,” you couldn’t hide the way your voice wobbled even if you wanted to. You saw his fists clenched as he watched Brock’s car skirt away.

“Hey, you alright?”

“What? Oh, yeah, yeah, I’m… I’m fine.”

He frowned, not believing you for a second. The moment you walked in with Rumlow, he was angry. Be it jealousy or knowing you deserved so much better than that prick–probably both—he hated watching you two together. It was wrong.

“You sure?” Bucky frowned. He hated seeing you cry. Especially over some jerk that didn’t deserve you in the first place.

You sniffed, rubbing your nose. This day has been so awful. You just wanted to go to your warm bed, curl up and cry. If god took any liking to you, you wouldn’t wake to see the next day. But why would he after all you had allegedly done?

“I uh, just got off my shift. If you uh needed a ride home,” Bucky offered.

Despite the fact that you had just been harassed by a guy you foolishly thought you could trust, you put your trust in this one. You just hoped Bucky was better. You had no reason to be weary of his offer. He had been nothing but nice to you even when the rumours and lies began their torrent on your life.

“Really? You wouldn’t mind?”

“Nah, plus my ma would kick my ass if I left you here alone.” The corners of his eyes crinkled as he chuckled. It was adorable. “Or my sister, or Steve’s ma. Hell, even Steve would try to beat me up.”

Now that was an image. Tiny, little, asthmatic Steve trying to beat up bulky, tall, strong Bucky?

You giggled in spite of yourself. Bucky always seemed to know just what to say.

You both climbed into Bucky’s car before he took off. It was silent for the most part, letting you think back to everything that had happened today.

You watched Bucky as his hands gripped onto the steering wheel. His mouth was set in a heavy frown, and you could practically see the gears turning in his head.

“What’s up, Buck?” You tried your best to sound like Brock’s actions hadn’t bothered you as much as they had.

He sighed, glancing at you for all but a second. He rolled up to a red stoplight and used that moment to look you in the eye.

“He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

“Hmm? Oh, Brock? No, no, no. Not physically anyway.”

His eyes searched your face. He was clearly distraught. “I’m sorry.”

“What? Why?”

“I didn’t get out there soon enough, if I just got outta there sooner he wouldn’t have… and you wouldn’t have had to–”

“Light!” you nudged him.

“Right! Sorry.”

“And hey, it’s not your fault, Bucky.”

Bucky’s knuckles were white as snow. He was clenching his jaw so hard, you worried he might damage his teeth. “He wouldn’t listen to you. You said no. Multiple. Times.”

Your heart ached because you knew Bucky wasn’t going to let this go. Because he actually cared. His eyes stayed on the road, and you were surprised the asphalt didn’t spontaneously combust into flames with the ferocity behind his glare.

“But I got away, I’m okay.”

“And what if you didn’t, huh? What if I was too late? You deserve so much better, you hear me?”

You didn’t even realise he was staring right at you until you looked back at him. You were stopped at a stop sign. With no one behind you, he didn’t feel any need to keep driving.

His face morphed into pure horror as the tears began rolling down your face. You looked away from him again, to your lap this time.

“‘M sorry, doll. I didn’t mean to yell, I’m so sorry.”

You shook your head and laughed. What even was Bucky Barnes? And why the hell was he always so inherently good?

“Bucky,” you sniffed, “I’m not upset about you yelling. I’m… It’s just… you, you care? About me?”

His brows furrowed. “Well, of course I do. You’re a great person. Your sweet and smart—”

“Why are you doing this?”

“What?”

“Come on. You’ve heard the rumours, James. You aren’t living under a rock and you’re not stupid.”

“Exactly, so I’m not stupid enough to believe the lies being spread around. What I can’t seem to figure out, however, is how you got mixed up in all of this.”

“It’s a really long story.”

Bucky shrugs, “I’ve got nowhere to be.”

That is how you and Bucky ended up on top of a nearby cliff, sitting on the hood of Bucky’s car, eating snacks you got from a gas station. You told him most of the details to your unfortunate series of events that led to this moment. Bucky only stopping you every once in a while to ask questions or make threats to anyone that he claimed deserved it.

You felt like a huge weight had been lifted from your shoulders. The best part of it was, you actually thought that Bucky believed you. He held no judgement and was a total sweetheart the entire time—well, besides the times when he teased you. But even then it was all in good fun.

You shouldn’t have expected anything less from the guy that was a complete teddy bear once you peeled back his intimidating layers. He was a good man, through and through. Nothing and no one could take that away from him.

When you finished, you leaned back to look at the stars. “If I ran away and changed my name, would you come with me?”

He chuckled. “I don’t know if that’s the best course of action to take.”

“What else can I do, Bucky? You’ll be the only person that believes me!”

“Maybe I’m the only person that needs to.”

“Yeah, right. What if my supposed sex life gets passed around so that everyone knows about it. Employers? Schools? The government? I’ll be screwed!”

“Why would the government care?” he guffawed.

“I don’t know, okay! Stop laughing at me, you jerk! This is a serious crisis.”

“Okay, sorry! Sorry!”

“It’s hard to believe you’re sorry when you’re still laughing.”

He calmed down enough to stop his laughter. “Look, you and I both know this won’t go away overnight. You did dig yourself into a pretty deep hole. I don’t know how we’re going to fix it, we just will, okay?”

“Okay, and what’s in it for you?”

He hummed, taking his eyes off of the stars to look at you. “Well… I get to help you. Maybe I’d get to spend more time with you too.”

“And why would you want that?” You look down at him, surprised to find him staring back at you.

He shrugs before looking back at the sky. “You’re pretty cool.”

“Mhm, and did you make this assessment before or after all these rumours started?”

“Way before.” He looks back at you. “Maybe that night I wasn’t ready for my first kiss. The night you covered for me, and you didn’t get anything out of it. You just did it out of the goodness in your heart.”

“I… didn’t think you’d remember that…”

“Of course, I remember. I’m practically kicking myself right now for not actually kissing you.”

“Oh, yeah?”

He hummed his agreement. Your heart beat faster as his eyes dropped to your lips only momentarily. If you had blinked, you would’ve missed it.

He cleared his throat and got up. You followed after him, frowning as he took a deep sigh. “What’s wrong?”

He looked back at you, anguished. “Sorry, I didn’t mean… I’m trying to do this right, y’know. I don’t want to pressure you or anything and this is all wrong.”

“I’m not following,” you cut his ramblings short.

“I’ve… I’ve liked you for a long time… I just didn’t say anything because… well, as Steve put it, I’m too chicken shit.” He chuckled. “I should’ve done it sooner, I guess.”

You didn’t know how to respond. You were speechless. You wondered just how different your life would be if he had confessed sooner. The fact that he felt anything for you at all was… it was… you didn’t even know.

“God, this is the worst possible time to tell you. I’m such an idiot! I’m so sorry, just forget I said anything.”

“What… what if I like you too?”

Bucky froze. All of him hoped that would be your response. Truly. But he didn’t want to take advantage of you. You had just gotten done with what was probably the shitiest date of your life. You had been ostracised by everyone else. And he was the only one who held an olive branch to you. It wasn’t fair to you.

“I… I can’t… not in my right mind would I ever dream of taking advantage of you like this.”

Your face twisted. “Take advantage? Bucky, how can you take advantage of me if I like you back?”

He sighed. “You’re not thinking straight. I’m just the first guy who wasn’t a complete dickwad to you, so naturally you would like me.”

“Bucky, stop. I have liked you… for a lot longer than I care to admit. This isn’t me being desperate for any positive human connection. I genuinely like you.”

He bit his lip, looking so conflicted it hurt. You wanted to ease his worries. He shouldn’t feel that way. Not when you truly cared about him and have for a while. You’d like to think you deserved something good in your life. And if that good just so happened to be named Bucky? Well… who were you to deny it?

You advanced toward him, looking into those pale, stormy blue eyes. He said your name, a warning tone lying underneath every syllable.

“Tell me you don’t want this, and I won’t push any further,” you murmured. You were so close to him you could feel the heat from his furnace-like body. He stared into your eyes, thinking about how damn lucky he was to have such a beautiful view tonight.

“You sure you want this?” Bucky just had to ask. He needed to be sure. He didn’t even know what this was. It could be just a simple kiss, maybe a one-night stand, or, if he dared to hope, a relationship. Whatever it was, he would take it. He would be grateful for the chance to hold you, to kiss your lips and maybe more.

“Have I not made it clear enough yet?” You smirked at him. Bucky’s tongue wet his lips, a moment you traced with your eyes. He was gorgeous.

His hands cupped your face as he leaned in. You both closed your eyes as your lips met. You let him take the lead, not one hundred percent certain what you were doing.

Most people when looking back on their first kiss, regale about how horrible it was. How awkward it was and how terrible it panned out.

You were not most people.

It was easy to follow Bucky’s lead as his lips moved against yours. You hoped you were doing good with your first kiss. You hoped he liked it. Because you really liked being kissed by him.

When you broke apart for air, you opened your eyes to see him grinning like a love-sick fool. It was so endearing that you pulled him into another quick kiss.

“I never thought I’d get to do that,” Bucky murmured against your lips. They were still held in an impossibly adorable smirk that made your insides melt.

You knew right then and there, you wanted him to be your first. Your first everything. Your first kiss, your first real date (because you sure as hell weren’t counting the shitstorm from earlier as your first date), your first boyfriend, your first lover.

“I really like ya, doll. Maybe we should do this again sometime?”

“Yeah,” you breathed out, “maybe I can skip the awful date next time though.”

“Well, if you wouldn’t mind… next time you could have a nice date. With a pretty nice fella if I do say so myself. He can be a bit of a jerk sometimes, but he’ll treat ya right.”

You smirked. “‘S that so? Maybe I’ll just have to go on that date and see for myself.”

He smiled even wider. You didn’t think it was possible. “Really? Does that mean you’d wanna go on a date with me?”

“Yes, you buffoon. I thought you were supposed to be a lady’s man.”

“Hey now,” he chided, “weren’t we just having a conversation about how awful rumours could be?”

You chuckled with him as he pulled you into his arms. He pressed a gentle kiss into your hair.

“I think we should get back before my parents send out a search party.”

He laughed and agreed. Bucky drove you back to your house. Instead of curling up and crying in your bed, you ended up smiling like a lovesick fool until sleep overcame you.

Bucky Taglist: @harleycao @hallecarey1

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[karda]

the tattoo looks absolutely lovely its feels like a nice memory!! its the softest and kindest way to remember a friend like that nd it looks so nice!! im so sorry u had to go through that but im also so glad you get to love him!! i havent sent u anything in FORVER nd it feels like a huge empty wooden brick in my head sometimes i miss writing letters like ur a pen pal :> but i was peeling oranges earlier n went “oh yeah mew’s the reason i love these” so.yknow! i miss u which is nuts cause that Feeling Feeling happens for me so rarely but more than that i Super hope you get another satsuma burst in ur heart n chest but i hope it happens when ur ready! im RAMBLING cause im a baby and you feel like such a foundational person for me so thank u for the oranges and i hope u can get like even a Little bit of a hug out of this take it easy n soft ^^ (lots of love from a silly bug)

thank u so much bug aughgh >_< ive been tossing this ask around in my head sorry it took me a while to answer it is just very sweet. i miss u to! its been a long time since ive actually been on here and sent asks/talked to people. i havent done much but post once a month lmao... .. i think about u a lot to! Everytime i hear i make sparks (from that playlist u made me) it makes me think of ur art and ur joy and it makes me very happy .... oh oh also! i am getting it tattooed! heres what its gonna look like :) first one is more updated i fixed his spots. but thr shading is gonna be like the second one .im getting it on his birthday (October 5th)

#getting it on my armmmmmm #im excited and scared and happy and oh so nervous #but hello i missed u to. ilysm #bug tag #asks

[yourbpdgf]

just a little smth i saw when i was scrolling down my fanfic idea list... its a long ass list 😭

drunken confidence

it was a cold, rainy evening when you decided nagito needed to loosen up.

you were worried for your boyfriend seeing as he was more self deprecating than normal, so whats better than drinking a little alcohol? you grabbed a bottle of expensive wine and called nagito down. when he saw you with the bottle as he was descending the stairs he immediately began bombarding you with concern,

"y/n? whatre you doing with that?? are you okay?? there are better ways to relieve stress than drinking! is it my fault???? have i been-"

"nagito, darling, please sit down with me. you havent done anything at all, if anything im concerned for you. youve been degrading yourself more than normal, so i wanted us to calm down together with a bottle of wine. if thats okay with you of course." you reassured him and cleared his negative thoughts.

if youve learned anything about nagito its that you have to be clear about your intentions with everything or hed assume the worst. he made one last at attempt at his deprecation before you completely shut him down,

"oh i would love too! but... are you sure? its an expen-"

"yes nagito, i am sure, now would you sit with me? i have the glasses ready, and id love for you to join me."

nagito nodded and came to sit with you even though he was a still a little unsure. of course hed love to have a drink with someone as beautiful as you! thats obvious, but does he deserve it? nagito being self deprecating happened at times but it happened less when he was you, so why was there a spike in his behavior in your presence?

well maybe its because he heard some whispers about how you deserved someone hotter, someone in your league, not someone like nagito.

maybe its because he heard your friends talking about the two of you behind your backs, talking about how your settling for way less than you deserve.

maybe its because-

"darling, hello? you havent even sipped from your glass yet, and you seem in your own head. penny for your thoughts?" you inquire.

he seems out of it, extremely so. you hope hes okay.

"y/n," he takes a sip from his glass, "can i," another sip, "ask you something?" he ends his sentence with a swig of his wine.

"of course, ask me anything your heart desires."

with a big sigh he asks, "why are you with me?" nagito takes another large swig with a deep breath.

all you do is giggle while nagito stares at you confused, "a myriad of reasons, my dear. if you so wish i could name a few for you."

"could you?" he asks.

"i love how nice you are to everyone," you sigh, "except you cant seem to extend that same kindness to yourself, i love you regardless though. i love your eyes, i love your hair, i love how you are always trying to extend hope to others, i love-"

"i love, hic, those too!"

your eyes widen as you see a drunk nagito looking over at you. his sudden confidence is a welcome change though and you decide to test it,

"oh really? what else do you love about yourself nagito?"

"weeellll i really, hic, like me because, hic, i have you! you help me a, hic, loootttt yknow?" he continues his ramble, "i couldnt believe, hic, it when i got someone like you. i actually, hic, thought it was some type of joke or, hic, dream! but i knew someone as perfect as you wouldnt do that to me, so my, hic, confidence began to rise. b...but when i heard some people talking about us i started to, hic, lose it."

your brows were furrowed, how dare someone make your beloved nagito feel that way? "who was it, darling? you can tell me <3." you persuaded.

"its okay love, i can handle it! i love you and since you love me i have to be worth something. they didnt hurt my feelings :D!" nagito said this all bubbly and himbo like.

this was a completely new side to him youve never seen, and youd be lying if you said you didnt like it, "as long as your okay nagito... though i do think thats enough alcohol for now. you seem to have had enough."

"noooo, hic, yyyyy/nnnn!" when your met with a pouting nagito its hard to say no, but you hold your ground.

nagito eventually ended up falling asleep on you and you on him. you were sure to have good dreams tonight, and in the morning?

oh, you had stories to tell nagito.

a lil drabble.

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#nagito komaeda x reader #nagito komaeda x reader fluff #nagito komaeda fluff #nagito x reader #nagito x reader fluff #nagito fluff #danganronpa fluff #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x reader fluff #x reader #x reader fluff #fluff #anime fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #nagito x y/n #nagito x you

[devlsgate]

𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞

｡ ⋆🕷 ─ ⛧ a/n: i had this fic idea/drabble in my head for a long while, and i havent written angst in a long time so bear with me pls. this is also largely inspired by how much geralt changed in the netflix adaptation vs witcher 3. i hope you enjoy c:

｡ ⋆🕷 ─ ⛧ warnings: sfw, slightly angst, minors/ageless dni!

i think about a geralt fic where the reader’s character both loves and hates geralt, but not in an enemies that lust for each other way. i think of the readers character as someone who grew up with geralt, both into their teenage years and as a witcher, and through the years they have seen every stage of geralt there has been, that there is.

they’ve seen how he went from the immature, cold, and reckless man to the slightly less cold, calculated, and somewhat kind man he is now. but even through all of that, he has times where he knows exactly what to say to hurt people, even those he knows and is somewhat liked by just because of a petty disagreement. moments where he is cold to those who call themselves his friend, and then go about as if he hadn’t said anything, as if he hadn’t thrown sand in the eyes of his companions.

there are moments where he can be nice, where he allows to the world to get a glimpse of the person he is underneath the shell, the person who acts as an encouraging figure to so many around him, a brother to others.

the reader tells him this one day, about how they feel about him, about how much they care about him but sometimes he can be a right asshole to those around him. sure, they have their friendly insults that they throw around with each other while in petty banter, but geralt is known for the venom in his words when he is upset with someone.

and geralt is stunned, in silence, he has known for a long time how his words may come across, he could see the way someone’s body would flinch or tense after something he said, but he never thought much further into it because later they would come to him with a smile on their face and they would pretend as if nothing happened so he assumed all was well.

but the way you spoke to him, he could see the sincerity of hurt in your eyes, and he couldn’t stop thinking of what he could have said to cause such a reaction in you. and he hated it, gods, he did. he hated that he could hear the tremor in your voice, and the smell of salt from the tears you refused to drop in front of him.

he thought about what had happened that day, the mission that had gone wrong because of a mistake you had made, but even though he knew now that it was more insignificant than how he made it out to be, he remembered how he had yelled, not loudly, but the tone he had used with you was harsh, and in that moment he had never regretted opening his mouth more. he knew that simply apologizing wouldn’t be enough, and that you wouldn’t be obligated to forgive him, but god he was. he did not mean to make you, or anyone important to him feel that way, but he had regardless, and for once in his life he was unsure if he could fix something he had done, rectify the relationships he had formed, or if it was already too late.

#geralt z rivii #geralt of rivia #geralt of rivera #geralt x you #geralt x reader #geralt of river x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #the wither netflix #the witcher

[tonberry-yoda]

If you're name only requests are still open can you do jotaro please.

OMG I LOVE JOTARO!! sorry... that was aggressive. I just havent wrote for him in a really long time. Thank you so so much omg. This is gonna be fun!! I hope you enjoy as much as I do and I hope you have a great day anon!!!

At the Coffee Shop - Jotaro Kujo

Pairing - Jotaro Kujo x reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 563

Notes - I am loving this event and am so happy with the characters you guys are giving me! this is super simple and I will be doing it more often!! I think I am going to end this event at the end of the week, but I will let you know in a seperate post. And if you still want to participate, just send me in a character name (event is also linked below). Have a great day and stay hydrated!!! <333

“Jotaro?” You dropped a ceramic mug, shattering it to pieces on the tile flooring of the cafe you owned.

“O-Oh…” Jotaro rubbed the back of his neck, his face going a bright shade of red. “Hey. I uh… didn't know you worked here.”

“Y-Yeah,” you quickly swept up every broken piece you could find, your face turning a dark crimson. “I do. It’s uh… It's been a while, huh?” You threw away the pieces of the mug into the trash and turned back to Jotaro.

He looked way different. I mean, yeah… he was older, but… wow. The last time you had seen each other was at the airport after Egypt. You stayed in a bit of contact, but you haven't actually seen each other. The last place you were expecting to see him was in a cafe in the middle of the little town of Morioh.

“It sure has. What have you been up to?” Jotaro pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at you with those gorgeous eyes. God, you hated how you still looked at him like a child with a stupid crush.

“Uh… nothing really. I just decided to open a coffee shop… that's about it. Speaking of, do you want anything to drink?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s why I came in here in the first place. I'll just take a black coffee.” The man never changed, did he?

You chuckled to yourself and made him a black coffee, setting it down at his table. “You know, Jotaro,” you pulled up a chair, holding your own coffee in between the sleeves of your sweater. “You look really good in white.”

Jotaro smiled at you and you smiled back, hiding your blushing face with your hair.

“So is there really nothing interesting going on with you, y/n? I mean, you still have a stand and all, I just can't imagine the strong person I met back in the 80s is now just the owner of a silly little coffee shop.”

You could see the slight shock in his eyes, and you couldn't blame him. You knew how to use your stand. You were smart and strategic. You worked well with others. You were… definitely not just some simple coffee shop owner. At least back then you weren't.

“I worked for the Speedwagon Foundation for a while, but… I don't know. I guess I just didn't like it. I like my coffee shop. Do I miss the danger and action from back then? Sure. But real life isn't really like that. Plus, Morioh is nice.”

“It is nice. I quite like it.” Jotaro swirled his coffee in his hands before gulping the rest of it down.

“So, why are you here? It's just odd to see you in such a small town.”

“Right,” Jotaro giggled. “I guess you’re not caught up in a lot. Just some stand stuff.”

“Ah, gotcha.”

“You know… you could help me if you wanted to.”

You looked up, immediately beaming. “Really?!”

“Of course. I guess I miss us as a team.”

“I knew you had a soft spot, Kujo.” You stood up and quickly landed a peck onto Jotaro’s cheek. “Let me grab my jacket and we can get going.”

Jotaro watched you walk out of the room with a bright red face, dusting his fingers over the warm spot you left on his cheek.

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@tonberry-yoda

#jotaro #jotaro kujo #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jjba #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #writing #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #anon #requests #tumblr decided to get on my nerves tonight and it took me forever to post this #grr #jotaro part 4 #hope everyone is having a good day tho :)

[beezelbxb]

--what is love?

i love you toya aoyagi

a/n :: eh i dont like this story as much as my last one

other a/n :: this playlist im listening to is fire fr

people :: toya ayoagi

theme :: fluff, love, fem reader, parade

does he really love me? Is what I was thinking when I woke up. I've been thinking about him since yesterday. TOYA had been on my mind for so long that when I see him I try to avoid him. He doesn't like that though. He invited me to a parade which was bold of him because he doesn't like being in big crowds. I rejected though. A week later, it was parade day. I was still in bed because it's a Saturday morning. I heard my door knob jiggling. I heard my apartment door open and a knock on my door.

"y/n...get up...please..."

I pretended not to hear him, and turned to the other side of my bed pretending to be asleep.

"you've been ignoring me recently. its like you don't love me anymore."

'love?' what even is that word. Hearing him say that word made me feel some sort of way. It made my stomach turn.

"get out"

I pointed to the door. he frowned.

"I'm not leaving. I'll make us breakfeast."

he looked at me with soft eyes then closed the door gently.

i rolled out of bed and grabbed some clothes. i quiclly threw it on, brushed my teeth and washed my face. i walked outside of my room to see toya sitting in a chair with a plate of scrambled eggs and a pancake in front of him. the other chair had a plate of food too. toya had a smile on his face. i put my slippers on and walked to him and sat down. i poured syrup on my pancakes. toya slid two parade tickets in my direction.

"i dont wanna go"

"its not a decision, you are going. we havent done anything in weeks. its like you forgot about me. so you are...going."

i snickered.

"ok, fine i guess...when are we going?"

"when youre done eating."

"that soon?! i still have to get ready."

"okay, ill help you get ready. then we'll go."

after 20 minutes, when you and toya were finshed eating and already cleaned up. you guys got ready. toya had come to my house so often that he had his own section of clothes in your closet. you put on a some nice clothes and did a little bit of makeup. toya insisted that he'll do your hair for you. you could feel his cold hands running through your hair. he brushed it softly so that he doesn't hurt you. anytime he accidentally hurt your head he would apologize and ask if you were okay. he treats you like a delicate angel. when he was done doing your hair, you put on your shoes and your coat and headed out with toya. the parade was a 20 minute walk away. it gave you more time to talk to him before you guys reached the parade. You guys were telling jokes to eachother. You looked into his eyes when you told the jokes and you watched him as he laughed. moments like these help you remember what the word love ment. moments like these help you remember why you love toya aoyagi. you guys reached the parade, it was really livley. there were alot of people there. first places you guys went was to get food. most of the food there was squid. fun fact, one thing about you and toya that was diffrent was that you liked squid, and he hated squid. anytime you got anything with the squid at the parade he backed up and looked at you funny. when walking through crouds he would keep you close, and hold your hand tight. you guys were there for about three hours and toya won you two prizes and he ate about 5 sticks of cotten candy. on the walk home toya gave you his coat. he asked if he could sleep at your house tonight, and you said yes. He said that he'll make dinner because you let him sleep over. after dinner you guys watched a movie and fell asleep on him. He wispered in your ear that he loved you. After this day, you remembered what love really was and you assured yourself that you wouldn't forget as long as you're with toya.

#pjsk #project sekai imagines #project sekai x reader #proseka x reader #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #aoyagi toya x reader

[myfanstories]

Adore you

~ Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

A/N: I havent written in about 3 years so I’m a little scared to come back aaa!!! But if I feel comfortable enough I might open my requests again :))

Warnings: smoking, talk about alcohol (if anything is missing please remind me!!)

Requested: no, but its based on a request I saw somewhere

Summary: Joe’s roommate tries to stay out of the media for as long as possible, but what happens when Noah Schnapp accidentally lets her name slip?

It all started with that stupid interview, god that stupid interview….

“Who’s the meanest on set?”

Joe, Natalia, Maya and Joseph all looked at each other, all supporting a thinking face “None of us… or like, never intentionally I guess?” Maya answered, Natalia nodding in agreement “I know who’s the meanest” Joe laughed “She’s not a cast member but” with that he quickly shot a look at the boy sitting next to him “your roommate” Joe laughed while Joseph looked at him in surprise “You think she’s mean?!” “I think she’s an angel and I adore her…. except for when she wakes up from a nap” Joseph winced slightly, tongue sticking out with an amused look on his face thinking back to all the times you yelled at him when he accidentally woke you up from a nap. You even called poor Charlie Heaton ‘Satan’s whore’ once, apologizing over and over again when you were back to your normal, calm self again. He slightly leaned forward in his seat, facing the camera with a guilty look on his face “Sorry roomie, but I have to agree”

Thats what triggered it all. The mystery of the roommate.

Joseph was an aspiring actor who had already made a decent name for himself in his home country but he wanted more, so the next big step… the States. But he quickly figured out that it was quite expensive living there when you’re just starting to make it. So when he came across the little advert paper that was hung up in his favorite coffeeshop that you were looking for a roommate he quickly contacted you and almost 3 years later, you guys were still going strong. You knew he wanted to make it big and supported him every step of the way… but nothing could have prepared the both of you for the fame that would bring your roommate when he got a huge part in the fourth season of Stranger Things.

You stayed in the appartment while Joseph flew to Atlanta to shoot the show, but that didnt stop you from flying out there from time to time just to visit him.

And when you where there he always tried so hard to make you feel welcome and so naturaly, tons of new friendships were formed.

And when the new season finally aired and you started to notice how much the fans took a huge liking not only to the new character Eddie but also to Joseph, the both of you agreed to keep your name and the current living situation out of the public eye. So when Joe mentioned his roommate….you… the fans went crazy trying to figure out who you were

And then came the accidental name and face reveal by Mr Noah Schnapp

* reader’s POV from now on •

Laughter echoed through the room, alcohol and food on the table, music playing in the background and stupid Noah… livestreaming on his goddamn instagram

I took a sip from my red wine, listening to a story Sadie was telling, a smile on my face as I looked around the room. This cast was something else… Joseph used to tell me stories of some of his set experiences where the vibes where just off, where nobody really spoke to anybody, where work was work and nothing else. But this, these were friends for life. I felt a light squeeze on my shoulder and looked up to see Joseph smiling at me “You alright?” He asked and I nodded, returning him a smile. His hand stayed on my shoulder and I put my hand over his, giving it a light squeeze in return “Joseph, Y/N say hi” a camera was suddenly pointed directly to my face, I smiled nicely and waved, thinking nothing of it. Noah always had his phone out, making ridiculous video’s so I thought he was just making another one. But then my heart dropped when I heard him say to his phone “Oh yeah thats Joseph’s roommate” my smile faded as I shot a look at Joseph who’s smile had also dropped “Noah whatcha doing?” He asked “A livestream” he fired back, but realisation quickly hit him as he realised what he just had done “Ooooh nooo….” He dragged his words, panic on its face as he looked at me and Joseph “Its fine, its fine dont worry” I smiled and before I knew it he had moved on to Maya and Millie who where chatting on one of the sofa’s.

The internet loved this. Finally they had a name AND a face. Luckily for me my socials were all private and Joseph was also a very private person so they had a very hard time tracing me

But then the first fan encounters came.

“But do we really need this?” “I need this” “But do we really need it?” Joseph sighed, putting the box of cookies down with a frown “I dont get why you’re upset, arent the 3 other different kinds of biscuits you put in the cart not enough for you?” I argued, an amused smile creeping on my face “But I havent tried those before” he whined and I rolled my eyes at him “A literal child… lets go” he stumbled behind me, dragging his feet clearly upset that he had to put the biscuits back. I stopped in my tracks, dropped my head and turned to him “Okay go get them, I’m gonna check out already” he clapped his hands and turned on his heels back to the aisle to get his goddamn biscuits.

I waited in line until it was my turn to check out but Joseph was nowhere to be seen. The cashier ringed up the last item and I desperately looked around for him… I quickly paid for the groceries and made my way outside to the car. When I went to put my cart away there was still no sign of him and I was ready to go back inside and have his name called through the speakers like I was his goddamn mother when he came walking out the store “Sorry sorry sorry i’m here” I threw up my hands in a questioning matter but he just grabbed my arm and lightly dragged me to the car “what hap-“ “Hi? I’m so sorry to bother you but are u Joseph Quinn??” An excited voice sounded from behind us and he turned around, putting a smile on his face “uh, yes” “Do u mind if we take a quick picture with you?” The girl almost squeeled, looking at him and her friend “uh sure” he let go of my arm and stood in the middle of them, the girl raised her arm to take a picture but clearly the sun was bothering her so I stepped forward “Do I need to take it for you?” I asked and the girl looked at me in surprise “Would you mind?” “No, not at all” I smiled and she gladly handed me the camera. I took a decent amount of pictures from quite a few angles and gave the phone back with a smile “Here you go” “Are you the roommate?” The other girl asked and I looked at Joseph, raising a hand to shield my face from the sun “Uh yeah” I laughed awkwardly, luckily Joseph could feel I wasnt comfortable with this encounter so he spoke up “Yes and our ice cream is probably melting so we should get going! Girls it was lovely to meet you” he hugged them as I climbed into the passengers seat.

I gave them a small wave and a smile as we drove past them and then let out a deep breath “You okay?” Joseph asked after a moment of silence and I just nodded “You sure?” He questioned and I looked at him “Yes Joe, its fine.. I promise”

But it wasnt fine. Not after stupid me went on tiktok that night and most definitely not after I read about 100 comments about myself.

Most of them were nice, saying how lovely I was for offering to take those pictures for those girls but I also quickly discovered how cruel people could actually be.

She looks kinda weird…

I hope they’re not dating on the downlow cuz he for sure can get way better than that

I’m glad to see she’s not a threat to any of us lmao

I was knee deep in the comments of another edit on tiktok when a knock on my door startled me. Putting my phone down I walked up to my bedroom door and opened it, being greeted by a smily Joseph holding out something to me. I looked down to see him holding two cigarettes and I sighed, gladly accepting one. “Thank you” I breathed as he walked into my room. I opened the big window behind my bedframe and sat on the ledge as Joseph sat beside me. Lighting up the cigarette, I inhaled deeply and handed the lighter to Joe who did the same. We sat in silence for a minute before he spoke up “are you okay?” I nodded, frowning “Yeah, yeah why wouldnt I be?” “I dont know, you’ve been awfully quiet since dinner” I blew out a cloud of smoke outside and shrugged “Just tired” I said and he nodded, accepting my answer. “I have to meet my manager tomorrow at 2 but I think i’ll be able to get out of there at 5. Is it okay if we leave around 7?” I gave him a questioning look, not really understanding what he was talking about before I realised “Oh! Oh yeah perfect” we were going to the Harry Styles concert tomorrow. I had been looking forward to it for the past month but with all thats been happening the past couple of days I kinda forgot about it “Great, I think Joe, Maika and Maya will meet us there. Sadie texted me asking if we could pick her up on the way there” “Sound great” I replied quietly and soon we where back to a comfortable silence.

I threw the now finished cigarette out of the window and not long after Joe did the same, he cleared his throat and stood up from the window ledge. He looked at me for a second before reaching out, placing his hand on my cheek “You know you can talk to me right, if something is bothering you” I gently placed my hand on top of his and nodded “I know” we locked eyes for a moment and he smiled, leaning it to give me a kiss on the other cheek before walking out of my room “Goodnight Y/N” he closed the door behind him and I crawled back into bed after closing my window.

I stared at myself in the mirror, adjusting my skirt one last time before sighing “well good enough” I mumbled and grabbed the lipgloss from my desk “Holy Kapow! Damn you look great” I rolled my eyes and laughed as my roommate whistled at me. I turned around and smiled “You dont look too bad yourself Mr Quinn” he did a spin and ended his pose with his hands on his hips, his tongue out of his mouth and a shit eating grin on his face “But! We’re both missing something” He held up his finger and walked to the living room, I followed him and let out a laugh as he held something fluffy in his hands “A boa? Really?” “Hell yeah, I got one for everyone! And in different colors, you get the honor of choosing first darling” Darling.. I quickly shrugged of the shivers down my spine and walked towards him, picking up the light blue one and put it on me “Now thats a sight for sore eyes” I hit his chest playfully and smiled “Come on, Sadie’s waiting on us”

As we met everyone there and got settled - and after the two Joe’s had a discussion about who got the pink Boa - I looked at Joseph who was already smiling at me “What?” I asked and he shrugged “You look cute” a slight blush crept on my cheeks and I quickly started a conversation with Maika.

When Joe first introduced me as his roommate to the rest of the cast they couldnt believe nothing ever happened between us. And I mean sure, the first few months we lived together there was an undeniable amount of sexual tension between us but neither of us acted upon it. It also didnt help when I got a boyfriend and when that said boyfriend cheated on me, all the sexual tension kinda just disappeared over time as he realised I just needed my friend at that time. But sometimes, in moments like these when he says something like that or just even sometimes when he just looks at me.. those feelings come crawling back for just a moment.

The concert was halfway through and we were having the time of our lives, dancing like no one was watching and singing at the top of our lungs. Having famous friends came with a lot of benefits, including getting to have backstage access which meant we were standing behind the barriers with an amazing view but that also meant… standing very close to the fans in the pit.

Sadie was the first person to notice that a couple of them recognised them and told the rest and not long after those fans started to creep a bit closer to us. Luckily for us, they were super nice and Keery suddenly turned to us “Should we go dance with them?” He shouted over the music and Maya shrugged and nodded. Joseph looked at me and I smiled “Go! Go! I’ll wait here” I urged at him as the rest started to leave the safe space of the barrier, but Joseph just took my hand and dragged me along with him in the crowd. The looks on those poor girls faces when they realised who they were dancing with was priceless. As ‘Treat people with kindness’ played we all jumped and danced together like maniacs. Maya was holding hands with one of the fans swaying to the music while Sadie was dancing with another girl. Joseph and Joe were forming a small circle with two other people and dancing around. They motioned for Maika and I to join them and soon we were one big circle, all holding hands, dancing, smiling, laughing. The song came to an end and just as we were catching our breath the next one started playing. The soft beat of Adore you filled my ears and I smiled looking at Joseph who was already making his way towards me, swaying his hips to the beat

“You dont have to say you love me

You dont have to say nothing

You dont have to say you’re mine” he sang loudly, his hands suddenly on my waist as he swayed my body to the music. With a smile from ear to ear I placed my hands on his shoulders. He closed his eyes, throwing his head back, shouting the words in to the air with his hands still on my waist. I giggled and grabbed his face forcing him to look at me as I sang him the words

“You dont have to say you love me

I just wanna tell you something

Lately you’ve been on my mind.. honey”

His hands made their way to the ends of my boa and pulled me closer by it, our faces only inches apart from each other as he cupped my cheeks, the last chorus of the song blasting through the speakers

“I’d walk through fire for you, just let me adore you

Oh honey

Just let me adore you

Like its the only thing i’ll ever do”

We kept eyecontact as he sang the words to me. I was too stunned to speak, my heart racing so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest. We kept eyecontact for another second as the song ended, me being the first one to break it and step away. I soon realised again where we were and felt a panic starting to rise.. this intimate moment we just had wasnt gonna stay so intimate..

And I was right.

My face was everywhere. And I mean everywhere. Tiktok, twitter, instagram, you name it and people where talking about me.

Is roommate the new codeword for secret girlfriend? Joe Quinn spotted getting intimate with infamous roommate

I rolled my eyes at yet another headline I read about us and kept scrolling. As I closed the daily mail article and moved over to tiktok I was already regretting my decision to look at it.

I get it, people are jealous and curious but those comments… those were something else. A single tear slipped down on my cheek, I put my hand of my mouth as I surpressed a sob, fully aware Joe was in the room next to mine. I kept scrolling and scrolling and scrolling through comments, each harsher then the previous one. There were some lovely comments in there as well, but soon I was blind to them, only focussing on the hatefull ones.

Joseph was in his room, answering some work related emails when he suddenly heard his phone buzz next to his laptop. Picking it up, he looked at the phone screen and frowned when he saw the name on his screen. “Hello?” “Joe what the hell??” the voice of your best friend echoing through the phone “Whats wrong?” Joe questioned, a little panic in his voice “Have you seen Y/N today?” she asked and he frowned “I’m pretty sure she’s in her room, do you need her? Why are you calling? You never call me” he asked “But have you seen her?” She questioned again and he thought for a second “I mean no, I knocked on her door an hour ago or so and when she didnt answer I figured she was taking a nap and I did not want to wake up the beast” he laughed but the smile quickly disappeared when he heard your best friends panicked tone “Well I think you should try again” “But whats wrong?” “Joe… your fans..” she trailed of and he heard a sigh “I’m gonna send you some stuff okay, she’s not answering me and I’m getting really worried. People are mean Joseph, fix this.. please. Call me back later okay?” but before he could reply the line was cut and a few seconds later his phone buzzed again. He opened the pictures your best friend had send them, his eyes quickly scanning over the comments and he let out a loud gasp, quickly getting up from his chair and marching to your room

A heavy knock on my door pulled me out of the trance that was my phone “Y/N?” I closed my eyes, tears rolling down my cheeks as I stayed silent, hoping Joseph would just go away “Y/N I’m sorry but i’m coming in” and before I could respond the door opened. I didnt look at him as he entered my room, adverting my gaze to the wall as he sat down next to me. He gently placed his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. I covered my face as I slightly leaned into him “I’m so, so sorry” he whispered and in that moment I just broke down. I sobbed into my hands as his grip got tighter and he softly sushed me. He stayed silent as I cried in his arms for a good minute and heavy tears turned into soft sniffs. When I finally got the courage to look at him, its then when I noticed his own tears on his cheeks “Oh no, dont cry I’m sorry” I wiped down my hands on my blankets before my hands made their way to Joseph’s face “I’m so sorry” he spoke softly as I wiped his tears from his face “Joseph this isnt your fault” “I never meant for this to happen, I promise I will fix this. And I want you to know” he grabbed my hands, squeezing them “I really want you to know, that none of that bullshit is true. You have no idea how beautiful you are, how loving and caring you are.. and those people have no idea what you mean to me” I nodded as a few more tears rolled down my cheek, I was quick to wipe them away and let out a deep breath “I never thought it would be like this, that people would hate me for just living with you” he scoffed “Well let them hate I dont care. They dont know me, they think they know me but they dont. They dont know what we’ve been through together and they most certainly dont know how much I love you” I smiled as we locked eyes, his fingers softly grazing my cheek “Like, I really really love you Y/N” I leaned into his touch, a small blush forming onto my cheeks “I love you too Joe” we stayed in a comfortable silence for a second before I spoke up “Will you stay with me tonight?” He looked surprised and I shrugged “I dont have any self control and I will fall back into that rabbit hole and honestly, I really dont wanna be alone right now” without replying he climbed to the left side of the bed, he softly patted the empty spot next to him and I let out a small giggle. I climbed next to him, making myself comfortable under the blankets as we laid next to each other, face to face. I closed my eyes as I felt gentle fingers running through my hair. I hummed in satisfaction before I heard him speak my name, his voice low. I opened my eyes again, meeting his brown ones “I’m going to kiss you, but if you dont want that just pull away” he whispered, his lips gently meeting mine in the middle. When we finally parted I just gave him a soft smile as I moved closer to him burying my face into his neck, his arms around me and with a big, satisfied smile on my face I finally let sleep consume me.

Joseph’s ears were blessed with the soft but deep breaths of his roommate on his neck. She was fast asleep but he just couldnt shake off the thought that he wanted to do or say something to make things right. He gently took his phone from behind her head, carefull not to wake her up and unlocked it, opening his instagram account. Opening his camera roll he smiled as he selected a few of his favorite pictures with his favorite girl, also adding a video he knew she would beat him up for but he didnt care.

The first picture was a mirror picture of the two of them together on set, him with a big smile on his face and his roommate pouting her lips as she rocked Eddie’s wig.

The second picture was one Jamie took of them on a night out, half smoked cigarette in her mouth and him resting his chin on her head from behind her, hands firmly locked around her waist and her hands on top if his.

The third picture was a picture of her sleeping in one of the tents on set, she looked so peaceful and her hands were crossed as if she was dead. Sadie, Gaten, Keery and Natalia standing over her pretending to cry and mourn for her as if it was her funeral. He quietly chuckled at that memory.

The fourth slide was a video of her, Joseph’s laughter echoing in the background of the video as Y/N cried her eyes out at the sight of Joseph as Eddie on the screen “Why are you crying love?” “Because i’m just so proud of you” she said in between sobs “And stop filming me dickhead” the video cutting of as she slapped the camera.

Then came the last picture. His favorite picture of her ever. Sitting on a hill, surrounded by tiny flowers, eyes closed and a smile of her face while the sun radiated of her skin. He remembered taking that picture of her in the early days they lived together and being mesmerised by her beauty.

He carefully chose his next words, typing it out and rereading it one last time before pressing send. He gently felt her move and quickly threw his phone back to the side. Satisfied, he closed his eyes before giving the girl in his arms one last kiss on the side of her head. He loved her, that he knew and he hoped the world would see that now too.

This girl has been my rock for the past three years. She has seen me at my worst, at my best and everything in between. She is the reason I made it as far as I have, being my number one supporter. She deserves all the love in world and that is what I ask from you guys, to give her love and nothing but love. Thank you Y/N for being my best friend and my favorite person ever. I love you x JQ

#stranger things x reader #eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x female reader #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x fem!reader

[oven-thermometer]

Remember your sfw ABC's? You did one for War and Strife from what I remember. Could you do one for Samael? Just curious, would like to know what you come up with.

a/n: i havent written in a good long while and have never written for samael properly before lmao - got a bit short at the end bc I did this all in one day

w/c: 3kish

warnings: fluff, little bit of angst, possessive behavior, stalking?, not beta’d

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Samael’s love language is definitely gift giving, with quality time coming in at a close second. He will spoil you with the finest gifts from every realm he can sink his claws into. With certain things he’s given you, you’re not quite sure of the origin and you’re not sure you want to know. Expect lots of little trinkets and huge presents based on every bit and bob or magical relic – if it’s rare and beautiful you’re gonna get it.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

The one reason he’d call someone a ‘friend’ or even an ‘ally’, they’d have to be useful. Either they have something he wants, needs them for connections or they are a powerful force he could use to his own advantage. That is how he would probably ever try to win you anyone over with friendship. He would try to make you swoon with gifts and worm his way into your close inner circle of friends. Further into your actual friendship with him, will he realise that he might actually enjoy having you around.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

I know I said his main love languages are gifts and quality time, but why can’t those be given in the form of a few hours of cuddling? It’s an honour he even lets you this close to him, so his hugs and late night cuddles should be enough of a gift as well! In all seriousness, he loves being close with you. Even if he is a titan compared to you, he’ll tuck you between his huge, warm hands and hold you close to his face or chest. Whenever he shifts in his sleep you’re also completely at the mercy of wherever his hands fling you, sorry. And if you think about getting up or trying to pry yourself out of his death grip, you’re sorely mistaken – he will not let you go.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He has servants to do literally everything for him, so why would he ever feel the need to prepare a meal or even clean his demonic castle? Has never had to do anything traditionally ‘domestic’ in his long life and probably never will. If you find cooking and cleaning cathartic, then he likely won’t stop you – he’ll just stare on while you prepare him traditional human dishes or clean a small portion of the castle. He might not understand why domestic things are fun to you, but he likes watching you do them, it brings him peace. In terms of settling down, that probably also wouldn’t ever happen. For now he solely focused on growing his empire and ensuring both of your futures.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Would literally throw you out of his kingdom and wouldn’t ever acknowledge you again lol. I’d like to say he’d be nice about it and all – but he would not. If you’ve served your purpose or made him bored he would boot you out with little to no remorse. If you ever try to contact or find him again, he’d feel basically nothing and cut you off. He has things to do and if you get in the way too much that is your fault – not his.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Demons have no form of marriage or solid commitment so the idea would be entirely foreign to him – not that he wouldn’t be interested. As you explain what marriage is and how it’s usually perceived to be this ‘final destination’ of a relationship, he’s even more keen to learn about it. In Samael’s mind, marrying is just another symbol to display his devotion to you – it’s a status symbol of affection to him. Marriage isn’t something he wants to get done immediately but he wants you two to be tied to each other indefinitely – and if marrying you means he gets to keep you for eternity he will see to it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Not at all. He won’t intentionally physically hurt you, but sometimes accidents happen – he’ll forget your stature and pick you up too enthusiastically, or even set you down too harshly. He’ll reprimand himself silently if you make him aware of how hurt you are, and make it up to you with a mountain of enchanting gifts because this man is incapable of apologising with words. Emotionally, he is also pretty rough. Samael doesn’t mind poking fun at you and teasing you in every conversation you two have – but please, be his guest and return the favour. When you return his banter and give him just as much sass as he gives you he will be ecstatic. He loves your playful arguments – they’re so fun to him.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

In front of others or outside of cuddling while sleeping, he doesn’t really like hugs. Sure, he’ll pick you up and put you on his shoulder to carry you around as he goes about his day, but in front of his soldiers or allies that is as much as you’re getting. He’s very open with other people about your relationship but he’ll never show it publicly. In private though, he loves having your tiny hands cling to him while he’s working. Overseeing battle plans? You’re sitting on the desk fiddling with his hands to annoy him. Lazing around the throne room? He has you right there next him hugging to his arm.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Do demons know what love is? I think they understand the concept and why it’s needed to further a race or to keep romantic relationships intact – although out of that they don’t see a use for it. Samael was the same for the large majority of his life. He’d had relationships and many partners before you, but they were all to gain something or were purely instinctual on his part. Although with you, something feels different. Every now and again he gets this odd, aching in his chest when you are absent. When you are near him, he feels at ease and, warm? Strange, he lives in a castle flowing with lava and radiates pure heat himself like a forge, but it is a different kind of warmth. Perhaps he is cursed – but nonetheless he feels the need to bring it up to you, how damn perplexing.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Samael is extremely possessive and jealous. It comes with the territory of dating a demon unfortunately, that’s what you should’ve expected. He already only lets a select few into his castle, and that number drastically decreased once you entered the scene. He respects you but to him you are still a fragile mortal that can be taken from him at any moment. Only the most trusted soldiers in his army or allies are allowed near you, and are very seldom even allowed to be left alone with you. He will do anything to protect you, he will see to it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Technically, with the size difference you two have, it’s always quite an odd scene when you two share a kiss. You can easily kiss his cheek or give him a peck on the lips – even if he’s massive compared to you. Although when he feels like returning your affection he has some troubles. Kissing you directly is slightly awkward so a lot of the times he settles for gently kissing your hand or nuzzling his cheek against you! The latter happens very rarely though, Samael has to be feeling especially loving for that to happen.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Very indifferent to them. Doesn’t mind them as long as they don’t interrupt his work but if they start getting too close to him and spewing those incessantly annoying screams he will either banish them or leave without a word. If you have a child, little sibling or a small spawn you take care of – he will try his best to behave. He will greet them but stay clear of their path. Samael sees all children as annoying and inconsequential. He understands their role in the ‘natural order’ and that you were both children, although that doesn’t make their presence any less irritating. If any child ever manages to somehow reach him he will likely ignore their cries for attention. Basically he doesn’t care for them.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Time passes in odd way his Samael’s realm – and odd mixture of night and day that never seems to end. You yourself have never seen much of anything that resembles weather, clouds, or even a sun or moon or stars. The sky is simply eternally glowing with a firey hue, and this seems to be sufficient in lighting the world for it’s inhabitants. And although Samael rarely needs to sleep himself, he indulges your body’s routine of needing sleep every few hours. When you wake, you can often find Samael either looking out of the window over his kingdom, or at you. He gently carries you to his desk and begins on his important work that he missed. You often fall back asleep during this morning routine, not that he minds.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Similarly, he sits you down and attempts to be near you during your night routine, with a few snarky comments and impatient groans. As you finish what you for some reason deem important to do before falling asleep, he scoops you up and holds you in his impressive palm. All protests from you fall on deaf ears as he sits down and gets comfortable, waiting for you to do the same. Samael often reprimands you for complaining during this, “You are the one who wanted to sleep. So sleep, human.” Left with little to no room for argument, you have no choice but to settle down – but after a while his naturally warm skin and constant deep rumbles lull you to sleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

In a new relationship, he reveals very little. While courting you he tells you the bare minimum about himself and his plans – simply in fear of you turning on him and using it all against him. Over time though, Samael will learn to trust your words of promise to never betray him. Lifetimes lived being a ruler over powerful demons has trained him to set his secrets and his heart around a stone shield. But eventually he will start revealing small aspects of something resembling a personality beyond arrogance and evil.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Do I even nee to answer this? His patience is as brittle as a frozen sheen of water on a lake. The wrong misstep from anyone causes fits of rage. As many times as you’ve walked in on him throwing gigantic pieces of furniture around rooms or heard roars of anger at his subordinates from across the castle, he always returns his composure as soon as you are within his sights. He has snapped at you before, but never to the extent you’ve seen him go off at others. With you he will simply leave the room or huff and stay silent for days – that is the extent of his anger towards you for anything. Otherwise, he will keep his composure in front of you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Will only ask you questions about yourself further into the relationship. At first, his interest was surface level – but soon he felt compelled to know what you thought of everything and just what made you tick. Will use this to his advantage when ordering his scouts to find you gifts and WILL gloat about it too. Boasts about what a good gift-giver he his and how attentive he is. The worst part is you can’t even argue with him about it. Ever present he graces you with is always given a the right time with the correct perception. Honestly you’re getting suspicious that he’s reading your mind sometimes.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It seem shallow, but he doesn’t care in the slightest. Samael’s favourite moment with you that he thinks of often when you two are apart, is when you two first laid eyes on each other. Rather, it was when he first laid eyes on you because he saw you coming from a world away and will never forget the sight laid before him. Your gorgeous face instantly drew him in, with your soothing voice intriguing him. From that day on he swore he would do anything to have you, the fact that your personality below all that only added to his growing affection for you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

It’s a mixture of pure instincts to protect you and a general state of pettiness. He loves your entire being and knows that any creature would surely do anything to have you – thus he genuinely believes he is simply keeping you safe by his side. He always goes with you everywhere and if he can’t go, he has someone he trusts accompany you. A lot of the time this can feel suffocating so he lets you go on your own when you need your space – or so you think. He may or may not have given you a piece of jewellery to wear that he can keep an eye on you with…

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

We’ve discussed gifts, but dates and anniversaries are another conversation. You would never guess that all of those hours he spends pouring himself over his carved stone desk and ancient scrolls, he is occasionally planning special outings for you two. Whether it’s a trip to a realm you’ve always admired or a special dish he needs to kidnap a human chef to make, he doesn’t care. That unmistakeable glint of appreciation in your eye and endless ‘thank you’s always get to him. Again, not that you’d know it, as he simply scoffs and turns away.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Samael does respect that you are a person with your own mind, and lets you speak your mind and express your opinions. Although, many times his possessive nature can rub you the wrong way. It can feel suffocating at times. Whenever you also try to bring it up to him, he simply brushes you off and blames it on your poor mortal mind not being able to wrap around the necessity of keeping you safe and away from those that might harm you.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not much at all. The strong horns decorating his face and deep scars gashed into his rough skin are only markers for his lineage and victories he displays proudly. He would be idiotic to be ashamed of his war trophies. Although, sometimes he simply can’t help but feel slightly self-conscious for his metal side. Yes, scars can be maps of battles won, but his metal side only serves to remind him of a bitter defeat. It is the one part of his appearance that Samael can’t stand to loo at sometimes.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

His life certainly would be…different. The halls of his castle wouldn’t be filled with your enchanting voice or your amusing laughter. The banter that makes him feel at ease would be absent. His kingdom might not run very differently if you weren’t present – he would still be a demon lord after all. But Samael cannot help but feel slightly lonely even at the thought of never being able to feel you lay against his head as you sit on his shoulder or fall asleep without a care between his hands clutched to his chest. Yes, he ponders, he does think he prefers you around.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

If you ever get him a gift, even if it is something he probably already has stored away , he will cherish it and set it among his most prized possessions – not including you.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone tame and quiet. He enjoys being challenged every day – whether if it’s by your wit or your pure drive to annoy him. It amuses Samael that this little creature can stand up to the likes of him, and is so is often impressed whenever you do. Humans who cower at the sight of him bore him and he’ll let them know it.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Obviously doesn’t sleep that often, but when he does drift away while holding you against him, you can hear the slightest mumbles falling from his mouth in his sleep. The occasional snore or grunt will also be mixed in – although more often than not you find yourself lying awake, watching the rise and fall of his large chest and listening to the utterly adorable mutterings of nonsensical words or phrases he lets slip out from his dreams. Until now, your favourite is still: “angels are just like moths…” small chuckle “stupid moth people…”

#darksiders #darksiders 2 #darksiders ii #darksiders genesis #darksiders 3 #darksiders iii #samael #darksiders samael #darksiders fanfiction #darksiders x reader #samael x reader #darksiders samael x reader #samael gives the weeknd vibes

[browntrait]

(holds up a microphone) would you please share with us your 5 favorite albums of the year, and as a bonus, the one album you had really super duper high hopes for that flopped like a fish on land?

whewwww this is a great question!!! music is truly my tether to reality...this post is probably gonna be long so imma be nice n put it under the cut, soooo lets get into it

also tysm whoever sent this i love you so much!

K's faves and flops in Music of 2023:

Fountain Baby by Amaarae.

i was literally abt to post abt this album today bc its all i've been listenin to. every single song is so good in it's own ways. im also obsessed w Amaarae's voice like ughh!!! it's been on rotation nonstop, i love everything about it. i love her approach to music, its unique but relatable? absolutely obsessed i cant even say anything more.

2. Jaguar II by Victoria Monet

i mean obviously OMM eats but it's such a good album. easy to listen to, so well made, good ole RnB to the fullest. and so BLACK. she's an incredibly lyricist and vocalist, and i feel like she's a storyteller in her music. you can feel her journey in each song. my recent fave is Alright, bc it was produced by Kaytranda and i love everything he makes. it's gold. i wish Victoria all the success in the world!!

3. Renassiance by Beyonce

im only putting it 3rd bc it came out last year. i saw the tour twice this year and it was absolutely everything. the album means so much to me as a black queer femme person but also i've loved beyonce's music since i was 5 yrs old so, it's just nice to have another amazing album from an artist that has grown w me. it still eats every time. America Has A Problem was my most listened to song last year and it was in the high hundreds lmao.

4. Birds, Bees, The Clouds and The Trees by Harrison

its jazz, melodic and gives me so much nostalgia. there's a lot of soul, but it also feels light, sorta like the name of the album suggests. my fave song so far is Outta This World ft TOBi. it's different than the other music on this list but i fr be listenin to almost every genre! jazz music or anything inspired by it will always speak to me.

5. The Barbie Movie soundtrack

i mean what can i say....i like the variety of music on the album and i think theres a lil something for everyone! i was genuinely addicted to the nicki n ice spice song. i think it's also interesting that the composer for the movie decided to enlist in all the top artist to make music for the movie playing into themes around pop culture and mass production....or its just fun pop music, who knows! it's great either way, i wouldnt say its my fave favee but i've been going back to it recently.

and the flopp...now yall who have been here KNOW that i am a tinashe stan downnn and 333 is still one of my fave albums off all time but im not feelin the most recent one :// idk why i just havent been able to rlly get into it. i might get baked n do a listenin party n see if that helps, but something abt this album doesnt feel as curated as the last? idk. but i still love her n applaud her artistry and doing it by herself in an industry tht didnt support her for years

#whewwww that was a lot #but i loveee music #deff hyperinterest of mine #thank u for asking bbyy #replies #k's words

[caramelmochacrow]

polym4id cariňosa <3

notes/me going insane abt them under the cut bc i know the tags would be long if i didn't!

first up! carinosa is a folk dance that originates from the colonial era of the philippines. it tells the story of a man and a woman falling in love but are too shy to properly show it so they do a little hide and seek type of thing. the fan and handkerchief play a very important role for the dance because it helps tells the audience their shy way of showing love.

my headcanon for dalia's mother is she's filipino and her father is japanese. her brother has no canon appearance yet so i just made one up for him!

i headcanon dalia being very close to her filipino side of the family since her mother always video-called them when she has the chance ever since she was a kid. her relative gifts her and her brother presents every time it was their birthday or any holiday.

marika is literally the "ideal" dalagang pilipina (on the outside). fair skin, nice attitude, has a good career as a model, and is very sweet. dalia's relatives would probably like her a lot if they didn't know abt the fact marika does NOT clean her room n stuff.

"tito" in english is "uncle", not to be confused w "ninong" which is used for godfathers (ive accidentally called my tito 'ninong' more than two times bc i didnt know this difference when i was younger). the feminine equivalant for both words are "tita" and "ninang".

no one is wondering this but the reason i didn't get any of their boobs out is bc that would be. not good to do. it's a no no. that era in the philippines was very conservative on that kind of thing, so it would be a bit disrespectful (to me) to do such a thing. also how am i supposed to get the tits out w that outfit huh? (and i cant drAW BO--)

also also. if ur curious why some tagalog words remind u of spanish or anything reminds u of something from spain, it's bc spain colonized the philippines for 300 years. that's why some filipinos have "spanish" names. my middle and last name r spanish bc of this. (idk if some of this is correct tho bc i havent went to a filipino history lesson for like. two years technically. reason why i kinda remembered this is bc we were taught this ever since we were like. in kindergarten.)

that saori and dalia one is based on an image in the wikipedia page of carinosa. i rlly liked it a lot even tho it isnt even part of the dance lol. that was the first drawing i did for this and it took me a while to finish haha.

this isnt connected to the drawings (kind of) but back in my old old school in the philippines we had to dance the carinosa for this annual dance competition against every grade, from the kindergarteners to the damn high schoool students. it was a mixed school so there were boys n girls and i was paired up w one of my friends, all of us were practicing rlly hard but when the performance day came, my friend and his brother (also my other friend i think) wasnt there. so i had to be paired up w the girl his brother was supposed to be paired up w, and considering the fact this song is abt a two lovers n stuff it made it pretty gay lol. we did well but we didn't win, i forgot who won tho...

also rika's necklace is from that one art from the character designer where's theyre wearing the yoba academy uniform.

#crow's scribbles #d4dj #d4dj groovy mix #dalia matsuyama #rika seto #saori hidaka #marika mizushima #oh yeah dalia's stinky brother (affectionate) is there as well say hello to him !! #saodali #dalirika #dalimari #saomari #saorika #rikamarika #and the last.... #polym4id #wough. #i lob them <3 #oops almost forgot to post this lol #meh hope u like it!

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Hi can i please get a comforting group hug from the rescue bots pleas, my week was not the best and anxiety has been through the flipping roof, so all I would like please is where the rescue bots give the reader a group hug and comfort them please. ❤️🧡💚💙💖

　　　　　　RESCUE BOTS x gn human reader

　　　　『　heatwave ,, chase ,, boulder ,, blades ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> group comfort from the bots :D

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, comfort

　　— hope you’re feeling better now :(( im sorry this happened to you !! so sorry this is super late <//3

so far ,, your week had been extremely hectic. your parents were making you do a bunch of things ,, left and right - up and down - and it worked you to the bone. frustrated with how they had been treating you ,, a decision to take a break had been made.

going out for a nice stroll ,, to get some fresh air ,, you passed by the burns’s place. you were good friends with the chief’s daughter ,, dani ,, and she had also been busy this week. though ,, since you’ve known dani and her family for ages ,, they had trusted you with their secret of the rescue bots.

so you knew about heatwave ,, chase ,, boulder ,, and blades. you would often talk with them as well ,, listen to all their troubles and their desires ,, their interests and dislikes. it was wonderful talking with them ,, they had made you feel like you belonged somewhere in life ,, unlike how you felt at home.

“ hello cody ,” you waved at the kid ,, hearing him give a greeting back to you as well exchanging a wave. a soft smile spread across your lips ,, walking towards where the bots were at the moment.

“ hello !” blades greeted ,, excited to see you ,, as you havent been around in about a week. it was routine by now ,, visiting them once a week or so just to sit down and talk. “ hey blades ,” you replied ,, feeling his servo wrap around your body and pick you up.

“ greetings ,, (y/n) ,” chase gave a nod in your direction. boulder gave a small wave and heatwave didnt say anything. he doesnt say much ,, only when its needed or necessary. you didnt mind that though ,, only happy to be around in his presence.

“ how are you ? are you doing good ? i hope you are ! oh ! we got finished a rescue not too long ago ,, you shouldve seen me !!” blades was quick to start blabbing about how great he was during said rescue. it only made you giggle at his behavior ,, patting at his finger. “ i wish i couldve seen it ,” your smile soon fell ,, remembering why you werent there to see him in action.

“ hey ,, what’s wrong ?” blades asked ,, his conversation with himself starting to die down. “ ah nothing ,, just ,, some stuff ,,” you let out a sigh ,, letting out a small smile as you gazed up at the bot. though you had tried to convince him ,, blades only pouted and held you close to his chassis. it was something he would do commonly when he realized you were upset. it was like his own version of giving a hug.

you hummed softly ,, giving his chassis a pat before looking back up at the bot. “ its okay blades ,, i mean it. im quite fine ,, just needed a break from home is all.” you said ,, which had caught the attention of boulder. “ oh ! we can spend some time together ,, (y/n) ! i do need help with something !” he gave a soft chuckle.

and after boulder had spoke up ,, chase was next to add in. “ and when you are done with what boulder needs ,, i would like for you to accompany when i go on patrol. it would not only be beneficial but also educational for you.” he remarked.

“ what ?!” blades gasped ,, holding you closer and away from the other two. “ no way ! i was going to do something with them ! you cant just take them away !” he huffed and pouted. heatwave sighed ,, easily grabbing you out of blades’s grasp. the autobot held you gently in his own servos ,, keeping you away from the rest of his team.

“ there is no need to argue over them ,, theyre not a toy .” he reminded them ,, rolling his optics are their fussing. “ of course ,,” he casted his gaze at you ,,“ i am available if you wish to spend some time with me .” he muttered under his breathe.

you only laughed lightly at them all ,, shaking your head as you looked towards them. “ how about we just do something together ?”

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