#not confident this is going to be a good movie

[jishyucks]

⋆.˚ on a whim — ldh ˚.⋆

‣ pairing: haechan x reader

‣ genre: friends-to-lovers?, fluff

‣ wc: 1.06k

‣ summary: ❝What if… what if I kissed you?❞; alternatively, you impulsively suggest to be your best friend's first kiss

‣ warnings: I wouldn't say it's steamy at the end but it's like,,, sorta detailed

‣ an: this is bc hyuck in glasses makes me want to do backflips (this is literally self-indulgent)

“I’m almost done with this assignment and then after we can watch a movie, sound good to you?” 

You scribbled down a few words, waiting for Donghyuck to respond to your question, but you were returned with a half-assed hum. This catches your attention, mainly because it wasn’t like Donghyuck to be disinterested in a movie. He said once that movie nights were his favourite nights. 

“Hyuck?” you shift your attention from your work to your best friend, brows knitting together. 

Donghyuck’s lying on your bed, eyes looking straight up to the ceiling with an empty expression. You don’t even think he’s blinking. 

“Hyuck.” Your voice is firm, trying to catch his attention. You can’t even see him blinking through his glasses, lips falling into a pout.

“Lee Donghyuck!” 

You finally catch his attention, though all he does is turn his head in your direction, “Yeah? Sorry… I zoned out.” He sits up on your bed, crossing his legs underneath him. 

“I was saying how I’ll just finish this assignment and then we can go on with movie night,” you repeat, “Are you okay? Still up for it?” Your head tilts to the side and Donghyuck has to look away before you cause his heart to arrest. 

“Of course I am, I just…” He bites his bottom lip and blinks at the wheels of your chair.

“Is this about what my friends said earlier?” You frown. In all honesty, you didn’t even want to talk about it because you know your anger issues are going to take over. When Donghyuck fails to give you a reply, you follow the question up, “It is, isn’t it?”

“My feelings are valid,” he retorts stiffly, falling back onto his back, “I know I’m pathetic for not even getting my first fucking kiss at this age but—”

“You’re not pathetic, Hyuck,” you interrupt, angry at how he was putting himself down for something so ridiculous, “Don’t say that. Everyone lives life at their own pace.” You throw a soft punch at his knee and he yelps despite it not hurting. 

“I know, you’ve told me that before, but when it’s pointed out, I see why it’s stupid,” he goes on, “Like not one person has brought themselves to want to kiss me? How pathetic is that?”

Trains of thought begin running through your head and you let the question hang in the air for too long. Far too long that this makes Donghyuck nervous, “You could at least say that it is pathetic instead of not saying any–”

“What if… what if I kissed you?” 

Donghyuck shoots up, “What?”

“What if I kissed you.” You say more confidently, “Then you could say that you kissed someone.”

Donghyuck’s chewing on his lip now, unsure whether or not this would be a good idea, “You’d do that?... Would that even count?” 

“I’ll count it if you do…” You say, “Besides, if you’re okay with it, and I’m okay with it, it counts.” Your legs scooches your chair closer to Donghyuck, almost as if anticipating his answer. 

If Donghyuck was being honest, he liked the idea. It’s not like he’s been waiting for this for the longest time, no… he just thought it was a good idea. And it was you he was going to kiss for god’s sake. He trusted you, he cared about you, he wouldn’t mind if his first kiss was you. Hell, he wanted his first kiss to be you, “Okay.”

You scoot closer so that your knees touch his, “Go whenever you’re ready.”

“O-okay,” Donghyuck’s taken aback by how straight forward you’re being. He nods once and shifts forward in place, leaning forward to bring his face closer to yours, “Okay, I’ll do it now.” 

You can feel his warm breath on your face and it somehow sends you shivers down your neck. The proximity between the two of you is small. It felt like he was doing it on purpose to tease you and you were tempted to be the one who closed the gap between the two of you. 

Donghyuck comes closer and you’re ready to close your eyes, but then he pulls away, “Shit, s-sorry.” He apologizes, “I’m fucking this up, aren’t I?” A frown grows on his lips, worried that he was actually making it awkward between the two of you, just because of a kiss, “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

You nod, “I’m the one who suggested it, Hyuck.” 

He huffs and nods again. He starts closing in on you. His hands instinctively reach up to grab your face, and at that point you know he’s going to commit to it. Just like earlier, you feel his breath tickle your lips, and before you know it, Donghyuck’s plush lips are pressed up against yours. 

Donghyuck holds back a gasp, holding his lips to yours. For a moment, he’s afraid he’s doing it wrong, unsure whether or not he’s moving his lips correctly, but the second you begin kissing back, hands finding the back of his neck in hopes of finding something to hold onto, a sense of relief washes over him. 

He pulls away to breathe before pushing his mouth back onto yours. The kiss was deep, that was for sure, something he didn’t expect to happen. When you suggested a kiss, he thought you meant something along the lines of a ‘one-two’ and done, not this. But he didn’t mind it. And it seemed like you didn’t either.

In fact, he likes the feeling. There’s a warm feeling growing in his chest the longer the kiss lasts and he couldn’t get enough of it. 

So this was why people did it so often. It felt good.

Donghyuck’s arms slither around your figure, bringing his hands to your back. Then he pulls you closer. And again, you don’t mind. 

And just as he feels your tongue tapping gently on his lips to let him in, Donghyuck feels something sharp scratch the bridge of his nose and it doesn’t take him long to realize that his glasses were getting in the way of everything. 

He pulls back, groaning, out of breath before he rips them off of his face—because, no, he doesn’t care if he can’t see your face. All he wants to do is kiss you. 

“Fuck it,” he mutters before he smashes his lips back onto yours. 

#haechan #haechan imagines #haechan scenarios #lee donghyuck #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #my nct writings #my writings #nct imagines #nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct donghyuck #nct haechan #donghyuck imagines #donghyuck scenarios #Kpop imagines #Kpop scenarios #Donghyuck #Lee haechan #Nct 127 imagines #haechan x reader #haechan x reader fluff

[avonne-writes]

HS AU - First date headcanons

It's a movie date and they watch a sci-fi, then get something to eat at the mall.

Bucky spends the previous afternoon alternating between freaking out to his mom and buzzing with excitement, and he messes up his entire closet looking for the perfect set of clothes.

Gale spends his afternoon sitting by his window with his knees pulled up, listening to calming music and glancing at his phone every other minute to make sure Bucky didn’t text to cancel last minute.

Georgia tries to convince Bucky not to wear his sheepskin jacket, but Bucky claims it brings him good luck.

Gale is half an hour early to the place because he didn’t want to be late.

They're super awkward about greeting each other, unsure if they should hug or shake hands or something? It’s painful to watch and they kind of just wave at each other from ten feet away, then Bucky sticks his sweaty hands in his pockets and pulls up his shoulders, while Gale runs a hand through his hair, then crosses his arms.

Bucky can barely pay attention to the first half of the movie because all he keeps fretting about is when he should take Gale's hand and whether it's even a good idea. It doesn’t help that the movie isn’t romantic at all, and he’s like, should I reach out when the bad guys massacre a village or...?

But then, something in the middle gets Gale excited, and he leans over to whisper to Bucky about it, and he just casually puts his hand on Bucky’s arm in the process and leaves it there. When he feels Bucky's arm turn over under his touch, he slides his hand down to Bucky's.

They get fast food and milkshakes afterwards because they both have teenage boy appetites, and it's a bit tense at first because they're nervous, but Gale starts talking about the movie and once he gets into it, the ideas just keep coming, especially because it's a science movie, and Bucky just watches him with heart eyes.

They don’t wanna go home yet, so they go around the mall and go into all sorts of shops, and Bucky makes a fool of himself in all of them to make Gale laugh. Puts ridiculous accessories on himself and picks up weird objects. They get scolded in one of the clothing stores and have to leave red-faced.

They go into another one and wander to the back, where the scarves and hats are, and Bucky puts a pink hat on and a fur scarf. He starts playing around with the scarf and eventually, he throws its long ends around Gale's neck too.

He’s about to say something to continue flirting when Gale suddenly kisses him.

It almost misses his mouth, catching more of his chin than his lips, and there's some nose-squashing too, and Gale all but jumps away immediately, mortified

Bucky breaks into a laugh, overjoyed. He puts his palms on Gale's shoulders and leaves them there until Gale stops covering his flaming face, then he cups Gale's cheeks.

Bucky has plenty of experience kissing - he had several girlfriends, some of which had a specific agreement with him that it was only for kissing practice, so he feels pretty confident when he leans in for that second kiss. Except, Gale doesn’t open his lips to him because he wasn’t prepared for a French kiss mentally, so Bucky ends up giving a wet smooch to Gale's closed lips.

Now it's his turn to be embarrassed, and they cling to each other giggling and blushing, until they are, once again, asked to behave or leave the shop.

They're extremely awkward about saying goodbye too, especially because Georgia comes to pick Bucky up and Gale is like, "not in front of your mom!" But there’s a kiss on the cheek. They offer to take Gale home too but Gale lies about his mom picking him up later (he actually bikes all the way home).

Later that night, Bucky sends Gale a bunch of memes and tells him that they're gonna have to practice kissing and Gale texts back: "a lot..."

#mota #buck x bucky #clegan #gale cleven #john egan #hs au #fluff hc

[megalony]

Third Time's A Charm

Okay, this is my first Buck x Tommy imagine and I am really happy with how it turned out. I hope you will all like it, please let me know what you think.

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Evan Buckley Masterlist

Summary: During Buck and Tommy's first date, things take a strange turn. And Buck is in awe when his date stands up for him like no one has done before.

Enjoy.

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Evan dragged his hands up and down his thighs, trying in vain to wipe away the sweat lingering on his skin that was prickling all over with heat.

Why did Tommy have to look at him like that? Why did he have to smile in such a way that made Evan's stomach twist? Why did he have to exude so much confidence and authority that it made Evan feel like a teenager on his first date?

Well, this technically was a first for him. It was his first time dating a guy.

He didn't know what to do with himself. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to sit or what his stance should be or what was even considered normal anymore. It was as if Evan had suddenly become self-aware. He was aware of his sweaty palms. He was aware of his quickened heartbeat that was pounding in his ears and making it hard to hear anything Tommy was saying.

He was hyperaware of the fact that his hands had been on his lap for too long and he didn't know where to put them now. He didn't know whether to let his shoulders slouch down or stay sitting as straight as a ruler. He wasn't sure if resting his elbows on the table would make him look casual or demanding. He felt like putting his arms on the table but didn't know if that would make him seem too eager.

What was he supposed to do?

"You seem a little tense."

Tommy's voice snapped him back to reality and Evan quickly realised his nails were puncturing through his jeans and digging into his thighs that were now starting to ache.

"I uh, yeah, this is my first date, with a guy. But it's okay, it's going well- isn't it?" He needed to stop. He needed to stop talking and veer onto a different track before he made a fool of himself.

All of Evan's insides started to turn to mush when Tommy smiled. It was a smile that made his eyes crease and his cheeks puff out and even his nose crinkled, something Evan noticed he did a lot. And it was cute. It was endearing. His smile was infectious; Evan could feel himself smiling and flashing his teeth and he didn't know why.

Just looking at Tommy made Evan want to break out into a big smile and start shaking and drum his fingers on the table to tap out the rapid music his heart was creating.

"I'd say it's going well."

Good. Evan wasn't making too much of a fool of himself right now. If Tommy was agreeing that this date was going well then surely Evan was on the right track. He wasn't ruining this like he managed to do when he went on dates with women. Maybe that was the point. Maybe he messed them up because they weren't what he needed.

Maybe this was what he needed.

He could feel himself getting lost in the sound of Tommy's voice that was slightly gritty but still had a smoothness to it that drew Evan in.

He wasn't sure what managed to drag his eyes away from his date, but somehow, Evan found himself glancing behind Tommy towards the bar. And he suddenly wished he hadn't.

"What time did you say the movie was on?"

"I didn't… we haven't picked one yet." Tommy huffed a silent laugh and raised a brow. Was Evan suddenly so flustered he'd forgotten what they'd just talked about? They hadn't decided on a movie, they were going to see what was on by the time they got there. Tommy didn't see the point in rushing dinner and setting a timer when they could just take things slow and see where dinner led them.

"Oh, well, should we go pick one?"

Evan took another swig of his beer to try and clear his throat that had suddenly gone as dry as the desert. He hoped holding his breath to have a drink would slow down his heartbeat.

He wanted to go. He was ready to go; dinner was over but Evan wanted this date to carry on and move onto the next stage. He wanted to see what would happen when they got to the movies. He wanted to see if the night would end with another kiss that knocked him off his feet. Evan wanted to know if sitting next to Tommy in the cinema would stir up his heart and if there would be electricity when they touched. He wanted to bump their knees together and see what would happen.

He wanted to see if he was brave enough to do what he had imagined doing since Tommy asked him out. Reach across for his hand and hold it.

"Is something wrong? You know no one's looking at us, Evan." God, the way he said his name made Evan's heart burst up into his throat. Why did he call him Evan and not Buck? Why did it have such an effect on him when he did? Why did it sound like heaven personified when it came from Tommy's lips?

"I know! I know, I… it's not that, oh God," He slumped his elbows on the table and took a moment to run both sweaty palms across his face.

He didn't want to give that impression. He didn't want Tommy to think Evan was self-conscious and paranoid and didn't want people to suspect that they were on a date. If that was the case Evan would have suggested staying home for their first date and being closed off. He was out with Tommy because he didn't care if people saw or looked or gawped at them.

Them being seen out together wasn't the problem here; it was who Evan could see standing at the bar.

"Evan, talk to me." Tommy's voice was so soft and coaxing and when he leaned across the table to rest his hand on Evan's arm, he felt the way Evan sucked in a deep breath.

He tilted his head to the side and waited, resisting the urge to drum his fingers against Evan's arm and settled for holding his arm as lightly and delicately as he could. To let him know that he was here, he was waiting and he was listening. Evan could tell him what was on his mind, Tommy wasn't going to judge or get upset or annoyed.

"There's someone at the bar that I can't… I can't be around him, that's all."

"Who?"

Evan was almost upset when Tommy's touch left his arm, but it was replaced by a much better feeling when Evan studied the man sitting in front of him.

He studied the way Tommy's jaw ground up until his teeth were grinding together. He noticed the way his face tensed and his upper lip stiffened and curled like he was about to snarl. He noticed how Tommy leaned back in his seat and his chest hardened in a way that made Evan both look and feel small and protected in Tommy's presence; in his shadow.

It was clear it took a lot of Tommy's strength for him not to spin round in his seat and look behind him at the bar. He wanted to scan the entire restaurant to find whoever it was that Evan had clocked eyes on. He wanted to find him and make sure he didn't come over here.

Evan realised the way he worded that might have come across as if Evan was the one who needed to be protected. That wasn't the case. The man at the bar was the one who needed to be protected from Evan, not the other way around.

"It doesn't matter,"

"Yes it does, who is it?" Tommy couldn't resist anymore. He turned in his seat and looked through the wooden pannels behind him to get an obscured view of the bar.

There were four men dotted around the bar and two women. Which guy was it that Evan had seen? Why couldn't Evan be around him? What had the guy done to him? What could Tommy do to make this situation better and make sure nothing happened to his date?

Evan wasn't sure where the surge of courage came from, but he leant across the table and grabbed Tommy's wrist before he could think better of it or shy away. He curled his hands around Tommy's wrist that felt a lot sturdier and larger than his own and he gave a small, almost childlike tug until Tommy turned back to look at him again.

"It's okay, I just… fuck, he's got a restraining order against me, okay? I'm not allowed within ten feet of him, but he technically shouldn't be allowed near me either. This is our date, the last thing I want is to be arrested for violating an order."

The way Evan's lips curved into a crooked, lopsided grin made Tommy's chest tighten and he almost smiled.

"Can I ask why?" Tommy kept his tone soft and his voice gentle, he didn't want to be pushy or intrusive. This was their first date, they were still getting to know each other and clearly there was a lot about Evan that Tommy didn't know yet. But he was as curious as he was worried.

He knew Evan enough to figure that he wasn't the violent type and he certainly wasn't aggressive. So whatever reason there was for him to have a restraining order against him, it had to be some strange, compelling reason.

He realised Evan was still gripping his wrist, as if he was somehow afraid Tommy was going to get up and walk away. And to calm him down, Tommy gently moved his left hand and curved it around Evan's slightly smaller hand. He brushed his thumb across the back of his hand and smiled, waiting patiently to see if Evan would talk or if he wanted to change the subject. Either was fine with Tommy.

"My sister called me one night, freaking out, her boyfriend was going mad at her, he hit her. She locked herself in the bathroom, but by the time I got there… he had her on the floor with a knife to her throat."

Evan closed his eyes at the memory he couldn't get out of his head no matter how hard he tried.

He could still hear the fright in (Y/n)'s voice when she rang him. He could hear her hiccupping down the line, asking him to help her. He could hear Vince bashing his fists on the bathroom door, trying to break it down to get to her.

And when Evan closed his eyes, he could still see the state of that old apartment when he got there. He could see vases on the floor, petals crumpled and trampled into the carpet. He could see wine spilt on the counter, pictures hanging off the walls. And his little sister pinned to the floor with a madman sat on top of her and a kitchen knife held beneath her chin.

"Did he hurt either of you?" Tommy was almost too afraid to ask and he wasn't quite sure why he did.

Maybe it was because Evan was holding his wrist so tightly that he could barely feel his fingers anymore. Maybe it was the look in Evan's eyes that worried him into asking. Or perhaps it was because the man Evan was talking about was still in the same restaurant as him. Posing a threat to the very person Tommy felt a huge need to protect.

"Not badly…" Evan kept his left hand curled around Tommy's wrist, and before he could stop himself, he undid the first two buttons on his shirt and pulled his collar down. He lowered it enough to reveal his left shoulder where there was a bubbling white scar just beneath his collar bone.

It had been small but deep and Evan had to get four stitches that night while (Y/n) got a wound down the side of her neck that had been extremely lucky to miss her artery.

"He stabbed me, but by the time the police arrived, they found me pinning him down… and I'd hit him a few times. He got an order against me, but we got my sister one out against him. I haven't seen him since, but I wouldn't put it past him to cause a scene."

It had been very unfair that the police arrived just as Evan got Vince pinned to the living room floor.

He'd been running on adrenaline, he broke Vince's nose, smashed the side of his head into the floor and broke two ribs to subdue him and keep him away from (Y/n). Evan was acting in a mixture of self defence and anger and the police tried to arrest him until (Y/n) explained the situation.

But a judge still thought it was necessary to approve Vince's restraining order against Evan. But (Y/n) now had one against him, he couldn't get within fifty feet of her and if he approached her he would be arrested. If Evan didn't get there in time, he could have lost his sister.

"Sounds like you did the right thing… was it Maddie, Chimney's fiancee?" The 118 had definitely become more of a family unit since Tommy had left, something he wished he had been a part of. They were all so close and it was even closer, if a little more complicated, given that they were all tied together. Such as Chimney dating Evan's big sister.

"Oh, no, I didn't tell you? Maddie's my big sister, but I have a twin sister, (Y/n)."

"Eddie's wife, (Y/n)?"

"Yeah," Evan nodded his head with a smile. He hadn't been best pleased when his team started to worm their way into his family and hustle in on both his sisters.

With Chimney and Maddie it had been different, Evan didn't see it as a bad thing. But when his best friend started dating his twin, it felt a little too close for home. If he fell out with Eddie, he couldn't go and talk to his sister about it because they were together. And if he argued with (Y/n), he couldn't talk to his best friend because Eddie was her husband.

But he was happy to see them all together, they were all happy, the girls were the happiest Evan had ever seen them and that was what mattered most.

"Wanna get out of here?"

Evan could feel his heart desperately trying to break out of his chest when Tommy gave his hand a squeeze and looked at him with those eyes that were full of burning intensity and something Evan had never seen before.

He could feel his lips curving up into a grin and he could barely breathe when he tried to nod and agree.

There was nothing more that Evan wanted than to get out of here and be as close to Tommy as he could get, whether that was in public or in private, Evan didn't care. He just wanted to be close. He wanted to touch him, hold him, kiss him and attach to him for the rest of the night, the week, the year.

"God yes." Evan could barely hear himself over the sound of his heartbeat pulsing in his ears and he was sure he didn't speak louder than a whisper, but it was more than enough for Tommy.

It felt like pins and needles raked their way up Evan's arm from his fingertips right to the joint of his shoulder when Tommy reached out for his hand when they stood up. He could barely feel his numb fingertips that curved between the grooves of Tommy's hand and it felt like magic Evan had never imagined. It had been a while since he'd held someone's hand, but this was the first time he'd held a guy's hand.

More specifically, someone's hand that was larger than his own and made him feel protected and small and adored and confident.

He took a step closer until there was less than an inch of space between their chests and when Evan took a deep breath, he could almost feel Tommy's heartbeat trying to reach his own. He wrangled with he little ounce of confidence he had stored up within himself, desperate to make the first move this time. To surprise Tommy and show him he truly didn't care if people saw them or stared or realised they were on a date.

He inclined his head but couldn't find the will to close his eyes, not when there was so much to look at and blinking felt like he was missing something.

He didn't get close enough before a familiar voice called out his name and sent a shiver coursing down his spine and down to his toes. And when a set of delicate hands gripped his bicep and gave him a little shake, he stumbled on his back foot.

Evan felt the urge to cry for more reasons than one when he turned to the right and looked at the two people behind him.

Eddie and (Y/n).

"Hey, you two hanging out?" Eddie's smile was somewhat bewildered but his eyes were blind to the closeness between the two men. And the fact that their hands were still intertwined.

But (Y/n) noticed. Evan knew she would; he'd told her this morning he was going on a date, but he left out the very relevant information of who and where he was going. He told her not to tell Eddie because he wanted to keep it quiet, he wanted to see where the night took him before he told anyone other than his sister that he was going out his first date in a while. His first date with a man.

A silent but layered look passed between (Y/n) and Evan as she looked between her big brother and the man next to him.

Huh. He was going out on a date with the guy he was complaining about last week; the one he seemingly couldn't stop talking about. She wasn't expecting that.

"Hey, fancy seeing you here… you two leaving?" Evan couldn't breathe. He glanced to the left at Tommy who was still so close that Evan's shoulder and arm were brushing his stern chest.

Tommy needed to get the hint. Evan wasn't clamming up because they were being seen by family. He was clamming up because a certain person was still in this restaurant who both Evan and his twin shouldn't- couldn't- be around. They needed to leave; all of them needed to leave.

"Gee thanks." Eddie rolled his eyes and swooped his arm tighter around (Y/n)'s waist, reeling her into his side like he was pulling her under his wing. "Don't worry, we're not gonna cramp your style or tag along with you, we're heading home." He gave (Y/n)'s hip a squeeze and kissed the back of her head, but something about the tense smile on Evan's face put him on edge.

Evan gave Tommy's hand a sharp squeeze and jammed his elbow into Tommy's very hard, stern chest before he looked towards the bar.

He could have swooned when the realisation finally dawned on Tommy and his lips faltered into an 'oh' shape before he tried to smile. "We'll walk you out."

"No, that's okay-"

"Yeah, come on. We're leaving anyway."

(Y/n) frowned when Evan grabbed her shoulders and gave her a nudge to get her walking. What was he doing? She wouldn't tell Eddie, she was about to guide him out and head home. There was no need for Evan to panic or for them to try and play this off, (Y/n) and Eddie would leave them be. They only wanted to say hello when they noticed two familiar faces.

She reached behind her and curled her hand around her brother's wrist, glancing up at him a few times before she looked ahead to make sure she didn't trip down the steps.

Her eyes narrowed when Evan moved to stand tall on her left side, as if he wanted to cage her in and steer her forward. She had Eddie on her right, Evan on her left and then on Evan's other side was Tommy who looked very much like their bodyguard with his advanced height and large build.

"Buckley, is that you?"

A quiet whimper mixed with an 'ohh' left (Y/n)'s lips and when her knees started to shake and her feet became rooted to the spot, Evan's jaw locked. He tightened his hands on her shoulders and moved to stand behind her while Tommy inched closer to Evan's side.

They couldn't be sure who Vince was referring to, whether he had only noticed Evan, or if he had seen (Y/n) too.

They had been so close. Almost passed the bar, almost at the doors.

"Who is it?" Eddie couldn't find the ability to smile when he realised his wife had become frozen and his brother in law was now tensed and had a face like thunder. Evan's upper lip was curling up, his shoulders were taut and pulled up around his neck and he was gripping (Y/n)'s shoulders so tightly he was going to hurt her.

"Out. Get her out, it's Vince."

Hearing his name was enough to make (Y/n) shiver but she couldn't find the ability to move. It was as if the faint scar on her neck was pulsing and aching and coming back to life. She could almost feel the skin splitting apart at the seams and the way her blood curdled and shivered felt just like blood oozing down her neck and trickling down her chest.

"Baby come on, you're okay." With his left arm already around (Y/n)'s waist, Eddie moved his other arm around her chest and gripped her elbow.

His lips pressed into a thin line as he locked eyes with Evan before he started to drag (Y/n) forward. He could understand why she had clammed up and he could see she was starting to shut down, but they had to move. They couldn't stand here and create a bottle neck and they couldn't wait for Vince to approach them and cause trouble.

They had to move and Eddie was more than willing to drag or even pick up his wife if it would get her away from her crazed ex. Eddie had seen the damage first-hand when the team turned up after Vince attacked (Y/n) and Eddie. He wouldn't have that man anywhere near them in case he hurt either of them again.

Evan let his hands drop from his sister's shoulders and watched Eddie practically drag her towards the door. With her feet dragging and scuffing behind her and her head flopped forward like she was about to pass out.

"Evan, we need to go too."

Tommy's hand found Evan's shoulder as he looked between his date and the man vastly approaching them. They didn't need to hang around and have a fight or warn Vince away. They needed to follow (Y/n) and Eddie, all of them needed to get out of here and carry on with their night.

"He'll follow her." Evan could feel the panic burning away in his stomach and it was making him feel sick. They couldn't just walk out because Vince was going to follow after them. He wasn't the kind to just turn around and walk away, he would see this as an opportunity.

He had gone to jail and got a fine and a restraining order because of (Y/n) and Evan. He would see this as the ideal situation for payback.

"No he won't, we'll get her and Eddie in a cab, he can't run after a car. But I'm not letting you get into trouble so let's go." Tommy voice was coaxing and calm as if he had been in this situation hundreds of times before.

The way he placed a sturdy hand on Evan's shoulder and looked right into his eyes made Evan breathless and feel faint. He found himself nodding along, even if he didn't totally agree with what Tommy was saying. He continued to nod and he let Tommy turn him round to face the doors, but Evan cringed when an unfamiliar hand found its way onto his arm.

"Buckley, long time no see… was that (Y/n) leaving?"

Dread held Evan by the throat so tightly he couldn't breathe but he found enough willpower to spin on his heels and look at Vince who was so close he could smell the liquor on his breath.

The last time they had been this close, Evan had a kitchen knife punctured in his shoulder and his sister was bleeding out on the floor behind him.

Everything Evan imagined he'd want to say, everything he thought about screaming at this man if he ever saw him again, it all vanished like footprints on the sand. He couldn't find any words. All he could do was look to the left at the closest table which was only four feet away.

There was a knife on that table. If Vince was swift enough, he could grab the steak knife and imbed another jagged scar into Evan's skin. Or Evan could get payback and give him the same matching scar he now had. He could make sure Vince never followed him or his sister again if he grabbed that knife and threatened him with it.

Evan didn't realise Vince was still holding his arm until Tommy leaned across him and grabbed Vince's wrist so roughly it made Evan jolt forward. With such a grip, Tommy could have snapped his bone in two if he wanted to. He could squeeze just a little bit tighter and crush the joint into fragments, he could twist his hand to one side and snap the tendons holding it together.

He felt enough rage to snap it. He wanted to. Tommy felt the greatest urge to break the shorter man who thought he had the right to cut into Evan's pale, perfectly porcelain skin. And when Tommy noticed the way Evan couldn't stop looking at the knives on the table, it made his vision turn red. He was looking for a weapon to defend himself. He was looking at the weapon that had been used on him. He was assessing whether or not he was going to get hurt tonight.

And Tommy decided on the spot that he wasn't going to let that happen. He wouldn't let Evan get hurt, emotionally or physically.

Tommy took the deepest breath of his life until his chest tightened and expanded to the max and he was at the point of shaking. With a little too much force, he threw Vince's hand down at his side, causing the shorter man to stumble back.

And with the small membrane of space between them and a split second to move, Tommy took his chance. He curled his fingers as delicately yet somehow firmly around Evan's arm and pushed Evan behind him. He made sure he was as much of a shield as he could be for Evan and squared his shoulders to hide his date behind him.

When he felt Evan's hand on his shoulder, his hardened composure almost crumbled.

"Touch him again and you'll need a restraining order against me too."

If Evan wasn't overwrought with panic and adrenaline, he knew he would of swooned.

No one had stood up for Evan like that before.

People had agreed with him on things. Maddie had always put him first when it came to their parents. Bobby had his back when it came to work and when Evan did things that were considered dangerous or acting without thinking. But no one stood in front of him and stood up for him like that.

People took one look at Evan and assumed he could look after himself and stand up for himself and he didn't need any help at all. Whereas Tommy looked at him and decided he was worth the effort, he was worth the fight. He was worth protecting.

"Tommy…" Evan glided his hand up and down Tommy's shoulder to try and gain his attention. People were looking; they were anticipating a fight and if they called the police everyone would make a scene. That was the last thing any of them needed. They had agreed to go. They had to make sure Eddie and (Y/n) got off in a cab alright, and then they needed to salvage the rest of their date, if they could.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll stay away from both of them." Tommy locked his jaw, narrowed his eyes and gave Vince a rough shove in the chest until he backed up into the nearest table.

Then, with his hand on Evan's lower back between his hips, he turned and began walking them both out. He strained his ears to focus on the sounds they were leaving behind, the clinking of silverwear, the sound of chairs scraping against carpet. Gasps and murmurs fluttering through the air. But he didn't hear the sound of footsteps following swiftly behind them. Vince had listened to the only warning he was going to receive.

The fresh air almost knocked them both off their feet. It flooded Evan's nose and made his head tip back like it suddenly weighed too much to hold up.

He scanned his eyes around the street until he finally locked onto his family, just a few feet to the left. The sight both made his heart float and break at the same time.

Eddie had one arm looped around (Y/n)'s waist, pinning her into his chest, while his other hand was cradling the side of her neck. The very side where Evan knew his sister's scar was visible.

Eddie had his lips smothering the top of (Y/n)'s head while her hands had scrunched up his shirt so tightly she was starting to tear holes into the fabric. He gently swayed them from side to side, tangling his fingers in her hair while his thumb glided up and down her neck and across the tip of her jaw. "It's okay, baby. You're okay, I've got you."

Part of Evan wanted to walk over to them. He wanted to wrap them both up in a hug and reassure (Y/n) that she was alright. She wasn't going to get hurt tonight, none of them would let that happen. But he didn't want to intrude. She was shell-shocked but she had Eddie. He was enough.

When a taxi pulled up beside them, Eddie finally lifted his head up enough to rest his chin on top of (Y/n)'s head and look across at both men.

He silently tilted his head to the side towards the taxi. They could join them if they wanted. They could come back to Eddie and (Y/n)'s place and talk or have a drink, it was up to them. Evan shook his head. Something told him his sister wouldn't be in the mood for talking and he and Tommy wouldn't want to intrude.

"I'll call you," Eddie mouthed, pressing his hand to his ear just to Evan got the message. He watched his brother in law nod before he pressed his lips back to (Y/n)'s temple and guided her towards the car.

As soon as the car pulled away from the curb, Evan turned to the right, suddenly feeling as if his knees were going to cave in and his legs had turned to jelly. He didn't feel able to hold himself up, he felt like he was going to keel over and collapse.

With that worry in mind, Evan latched his hand around Tommy's shoulder and inched closer until there was barely a membrane of space between them.

"Thank you."

"Evan, you don't have to thank me-"

"You just stopped a fight from happening… you- you stood up for me. Not many people would do that." He wanted to add that Tommy had stood up for (Y/n) too, but he stopped himself. (Y/n) had people in her corner, she had Evan and Eddie for a start. But Tommy was in Evan's corner when he didn't have to be, he barely knew him and he stood up for him anyway.

He couldn't find the ability to breathe again when Tommy smiled that sweet, endearing smile and brushed his hands against Evan's neck to sort out his skewed collar.

"Well that's their loss, not mine. Are you okay, we can call it a night if you want." He would understand if Evan wasn't so keen on going out to a movie after that. Tommy would admit the movie seemed a dampener now after the adrenaline rush they'd just gotten.

He doubted either of them would be able to focus on a movie now anyway and if Evan was shook up and just wanted to go home, Tommy understood. He would make sure he got home and they could reschedule and he would check on him in the morning.

"No! I- I don't want you to go." He almost worried that he sounded too desperate, too eager to stay in Tommy's company. The night may have taken an unprecedented turn, but Evan didn't want to part from Tommy just yet. He wasn't sure he ever would, if he was being honest with himself.

He found himself smiling and his lips parted to let out a shaky breath when Tommy's hands left his straightened collar and moved to cup his neck. He could feel Tommy's thumbs gliding up and down his neck and tickling the side of his jaw like he was drawing patterns or trying to write a secret code into his skin.

"Well then… your place or mine?"

The kiss took Evan by surprise, even though he could see it coming. His heart still rammed away in his chest like a wild rabbit and his skin flushed beet red as heat wrapped around him. And his palms began to sweat as they pressed into Tommy's chest and clutched his jacket to ground himself and remind himself that this wasn't another dream. This was real.

He wanted to be the one to initiate their second kiss. Evan wanted to be the one to take the lead and take Tommy by surprise and kiss him like he was trying to devour him and steal all the air from his lungs.

But it didn't matter so much anymore. Their next kiss could be Evan's chance to take him by surprise. Third time's a charm, and Evan would charm the Hell out of Tommy.

#evan buckley #911 imagine #imagine #eddie diaz #tommy kinard #bisexual buck #buck x tommy #evan x tommy #911 abc

[whoisthispersonwow]

Hello people of tumblr! :)

I am not used to using this app but I thought i would give it a shot as the fandom works featured here are straight up the best things i've found on the internet, and the community seems just AMAZING on all regards!!! So I thought, yk, that I would share my ideas for this AU fic that perhaps maybe I would write sometimes...... idk....

Actor Bucky x Model Buck

Set in the 90s, this AU follows this rough outline : despite the 90s being a time of counterculture for the youth, (grunge, alternative movies being pushed forward and towards larger audiences) and being out of the 80s and all it entails (glam rock and so on) there was this paradoxally reinforced idea of masculinity (leather jackets, men having to be "strong", etc.) and lattent ideas of homosexuality being a "bad, filthy thing" in some places, interlinked with the misinformations concerning the HIV epidemic (if you're gay, you'll get AIDS, you'll die in a few months, all this stuff), which causes the Bucks have to hide their relationship from the public in fear of retaliation and backlash.

Buck is a male model, in a decade in which supermodels are emerging, and put on a pedestal : it's a decent job for him, despite not being a Claudia Schiffer or a Kate Moss (as female models, especially in that decade, were getting paid way more than male models, and overall just represented couture houses more than men did.). People know his face, he's had a few campaigns, but it's not enough to make him one of the A-list celebrities, not that he minds. He's slimmer than what is the norm for male models, but compensates it with his face : it is his strength as much as his weakness concerning bookings. He is known by his peers as this wise and generally kind man, not overly flairy as people can sometimes be in their industry, and overall very discreet about his personal life. He is extremely professional, a master of his craft that knows exactly what is expected of him at any time.

Bucky, on the other hand, is an actor. Freshly discovered among the rest of a new generation of actors, he climbs steadily and surely his way to the top, and has people from all over the USA watching his career with interest. He acts in movies which in our timeline would feel like "The Matrix" ; "Trainspotting" ; "Fight Club", and all of those sorts of very "mainstream yet still posessing their bit a flair" movies. He's extending his choices and taking more risks, ones that could perhaps lead him to great rewards (not that he is especially looking for it : Bucky would be content to act in a short movie by a middle schooler if it was done with love and passion.) Charming, bubbly, he is loved by many of teenage girls (and others, ofc :p). Everyone has a story about Bucky, be it good or bad. "Oh yeah, he bought me a car when mine broke down" says a make-up artist on a set. "He got so drunk he forgot I was here and punched me square in the face when i got up to pee" says his friend Curt Biddick.

(i made an ugly ass moodboard for the vibes)

-> now i'm gonna dump random infos for no particular reasons

TW : mentions of drugs, alcohol, homophobic cliches.

-They met at a party/gala of some sort for a brand, for which Buck modeled and Bucky was ambassador : it didn't click right away, but closely enough for it to feel like fate played a part in it.

-Buck is kind of excluded during parties as he's fully sober, whether it's from drugs or alcohol : a rarity, in the modeling world, and often not a welcome one.

-Bucky on the other hand, is a bit too much of a party monster : he drinks a lot, perhaps snorts a little cocaine in the bathroom, takes a little speed... Which GREATLY concerns Buck.

-Bucky is as cocky in his confidence and his career as he fears (and represses A LOT) the possibility of everything tumbling down and just going back to being nobody (THIS MAN NEEDS TO BE LOVED BY EVERYONE)

-He's terrified that fame will change him, that he will become a parody version of himself, that people will only know and like the version of himself he presents them and nothing else, not seeing his worth as a person, as an individual of flesh and feelings.

-Between the two of them, he's the one who desperately wants to tell the general audience about their relationship, not caring about the consequences, because in his eyes, love is love, and there sure as hell ain't nothing wrong with loving Gale Cleven, and people should know that he loves him, that they love each other, that they're a pair, that life only ever feels complete when they stand side by side, hanging in each other's orbits. They sometimes argue over this.

-Buck, on the other hand, wishes for their relationship to stay a secret, as he fears if it was to be known, it would taint Bucky's image, this very manly, confident and suave man, mingle it with dumb cliches (in a gay couple one is a "Folle" and the other has to be effeminate, because they're like GIRLS yk) and that it would basically ruin his career, tarnish his talent and hard work, get him blacklisted from most studios/directors and only perhaps offered type-casted roles in homophobic movies written by straight men. Buck could not stand seeing the love of his life being disgraced in the public's eyes, just because of some dumbass cliches, because of his love for him.

-Marjorie (Marge) covers for Buck. She's his front : They are seen dining together and huddling on benches by paparazzis, giggling and talking as they walk in the street, and that's enough. Their story makes people dream, these two young people who grew up together and fell in love, still a couple until this day, still loving each other as much as they did on the first day... They are a lavender couple (when both member of a relationship are queer, and use their couple to cover any suspicions) which helps making Buck and Bucky seem like just buddies. Marjorie is most likely not famous, or if so, she'd be more of a writer than anything else.

-Bucky is EXTREMELY jealous and FUMES whenever he cannot kiss Buck in public, touch him, do his little Bucky things, make Buck feel his. Despite that, he's sort of reckless and allows himself gestures that would not fly were the two men not viewed as pinacle of masculinity and a great example of brotherly love. Buck can't even bring himself to ressent him for it, and does not hold it against him : he too wishes they could hold hands on red carpets.

-Bucky is basically a disaster waiting to happen at some point, a pressure cooker dangerously whistling : he bottles everything he feels, just grits his teeth and says he's fine when dark times arise, drowns himself in alcohol and wishes to forget about his worries, thinks about simpler times when he had none at all. Gale stays by his side, no matter what, no matter his terrifying relationship with alcohol and the memories of his father.

-They live together, despite the risks : Buck couldn't bear having to say no to Bucky when he bought their appartment with a huge check from the royalties he earned over his first blockbuster. It is approprietly cozy : most of the decorum is Buck's doing, but Bucky's things still find their ways in there ; baseball posters, pictures, awards and silly little drawings on stick-it notes... It feels like home, to both of them.

-They probably have bought some sort of ranch or farm, somewhere, to run away from the city when things get crazy : they bask reverently in the fact that there, nothing they do or say matters, watching the sunsets on their patios, enjoying the melody of nature without any civilization.

That's pretty much it for now, I'll most likely add things later! :D I'm begging you to excuse any mistake I made, i'm just a poor French person trying her best. Don't hesitate to tell me how you feel and stuff, I am so nervous to make this post you can't imagine lmaoo

To end things, I guess I'll just post an extract of a wip, a written transcription of a fake interview Bucky probably had on some talk show!!! :]

#clegan #buck x bucky #bucky x buck #gale cleven #john bucky egan #alternate universe #idk how to tag sorry #mota

[ivesambrose]

𝑱𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒖𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 💛

(May 1, 2024 - May 13, 2025)

Based on sidereal transits

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𝒜𝓁𝓁 ℒ𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓈

PICTURE 1

"I know that if 1 believe in it even in the slightest, I can even make dust turn to gold." There's confidence in your words and even in your skills. You're done being a prisoner to your own limitations, it hasn't really been your ally eitherway. There will be considerable focus in starting or expanding a business or doing well academically for your future. Your focus and persistence will not go to waste either this time You might feel rather competitive though. Like you want to prove yourself no matter what. Be mindful of not falling into another cycle of self imposed limitations, this one being 'taking on too much all at once in order to be taken seriously. There's a strong message of not giving up or losing sight of your wants and goals when you're almost there. Perhaps this confidence feels too new to you and you're trying to find the sweet spot between being conceited and genuinely self assure. Additionally, some of you might be getting pregnant or planning on the same. Rest of you will be choosing a specific venture, whatever you choose will be the right option. Go for whatever inspires you the most. Your heart vigoursly feels called towards something. Don't make further excuses for it.

PICTURE 2

Fortune indeed favours the bold, fortune also favours the determined. You've been anticipating the tables to turn for you. The anticipation soon turned to a vision that you haven't wavered from. You may have at least one person who has been cheering you on from the get go, their presence and words have constantly pushed you to believe in what feels like the impossible. If there's something you have really wanted to excel at or get into, expect to see progress in that. Financially things will be gradually be getting better. You'll be focused on researching on making the right investments or where to invest money. You're advised to keep matters regarding property, work, ambitions, inheritance etc a secret. You may also be leaving behind something that's served it's purpose for something else, At some point after your dedicated efforts and hard work you'd want to move towards a softer life. Additionally, you might get into petty arguments with people who have their noses in your business. You might feel the need to stand up for yourself and what you believe in. Know your power but don't waste time in verbally proving your worth to people who don't really care deep down and want to see you fall, they are not worth the stress. I really do feel you might want to invest in magnesium sprays or melatonin gummies or lavender oils too since there might be sleep issues you might be facing or just a restless mind. Go easy on yourself.

PICTURE 3

You found joy in watching your life unfold, somewhere you, realised that regardless of what you see the result will remain what you want. Like knowing the ending of the movie SO the plot is simply there to take you to the journey. You might also be aggresively pursuing something by that mean this is something you're really fixated on and see unfolding. So what others might call 'obsesseive' doesn't really phase you. It is what it is Likely it's after significant trial and error you have decided to be deliberate in regards to what you want and it's a good thing. Likely you have decided to free yourself from the narrative that you have got to do everything alone abd by yourself and found a friend or people who are willing to encourage and collaborate with you. There will also be a focus on your nervous system/regulating your nervous system and health. You may also try holstic medicine or healing your system through food or lifestyle changes. There is new offer in love or for some an offer that emotionally fulfills you but you might have to self reflect a bit on the way you tend to self sabotage given your past experiences. Addressing this will actually help you look past your fears and illusions and see things from a different perspective. A perspective that serves you better and doesn't make you feel like you're losing grip. There is an emphasis on higher education/studies and travel as well that will further strengthen your faith in yourself. Some of you might just find better job opportunities or expansion out of your current city or hometown or in a foreign land.

PICTURE 4

Often what you so deeply want and what is supposed to happen ends up happening and coming through overnight and when they do, you're no longer counting the days or keeping track of them it simply becomes a part of your reality. Things have been gaining momentum behind simply because despite the circumstances you have still persevered and they will start coming through just as quick.

Be prepared, you're going to be travelling long distances and quiet often, you'll have a lot of connections coming through, new friends, new partnerships, existing ones solidifying and choices to make as well. Step into your new found confidence. You might as well find yourself commanding rooms you walk into with your presence alone. You'll also be finding yourself pursuing your joys and passions and romanticising your life more.

What you love to do might just become your daily routine and work. You'll have to learn to balance there too so you don't continue to associate what brings you joy only to 'work', you'll find other things to engage in too. Take extra care of your health given the travel and opportunities presented. You'll find yourself taking risks you have previously felt unprepared for and you'll be glad that you did. There's a a form of karmic justice that will be served too, The biggest thing you'l achieve is overcoming the worst of your hurdles with ease and being unapologetic about getting what you want. Just stay true to yourself above all.

#free readings #tarot community #divination community #jupiter in taurus #vedic astrology #astro forecast #pick a card #pick a picture #pick a pile

[wannabelife]

I love your blog 🙈 I rb from my sideblog @mykpopficblog and I will take anything and everything you have about svt x actress!reader. it's my faaavorite au. i just love the idea of a beautiful entertainment couple.

ofc :D that's a new setting for me, so i'll try my best to make it good

SVT MEMBERS X ACTRESS READER – HEADCANONS

how it would be dating seventeen as an actress

seungcheol

- i dont think he'd like to expose too much, probably would answer questions with just yes or no, because he knows the media and wants to protect you both and the relationship. it'd be easy to catch him staring lovingly at you at public appearance tho, being a point always commented online.

jeonghan

- would loveeeee to tease you, would mention you on interviews just to make a teasy comment. paparazzi pictures of you both laughing and joking around in public would be all over internet, or him annoying you, and people would reply with "couple goals" and such things.

joshua

- a gentleman wbk! open the car door for you when you're arriving in public events, hold your hand to help you pass through the crowd, red carpet pictures together and would leave for solo pictures of you because he thinks you're the most beautiful and would be a waste to have him in the pic.

jun

- i think he would choose to be secretive, once in a while, appear a picture of you both out together, and people always comment in your outfits and style. he would definitely mention you in interviews but without saying directly your name, because he just cant help, you're a big part of his life.

hoshi

- MATCHING CLOTHES!!!!! you always choose matching outfits when you go out in public and its always flawless; or you get each others pieces borrowed and people would notice it. fashion is a big part of your public appearance. clothes and also other matching itens like jewelry, polaroids and so on.

wonwoo

- another one who would get secretive about it, his face wont hide tho when you're mentioned. and that's why, you're like his weak spot, he gets all shy and excited when talking about you so he prefers to make it behind doors. not many paparazzi pictures, but nice ig fancy posts of your dates.

woozi

- are you dating or are you not? is it just rumors? people are curious about your relationship!!! there are public articles and speculations, only pictures of you together but with other friends or of you sneaking to his studio. people are quite sure but they just cant tell. you both choose to be like this, you're not hiding but prefer not to make it as public.

mingyu

- you really inspire him, he had had tried acting before, and you just keep making him want to try it more. he'd love it if one day you two get to act in a movie or drama together and always voice out his interest in interviews, saying how much he can learn from you and how talented you are.

dokyeom

- he's an actor too so it'd be a common scene of you two playing around on little sketchs. he also likes to help you rehearsal your scenes and learn your lines. he's very passionate about your work, makes you confident.

minghao

- likes to tease you about being jealous, a bit sulky and cocky but just for the fun of bothering you. he'd love to walk around holding your hands and the public chaos it'd cause, he just loves that everybody knows you're his. also, post pics of you or of you both together on social media.

seungkwan

- seungkwan is charismatic and known in different entertainment fields, so i sense this tom holland and zendaya type of public relationship. he wouldn't be afraid to praise you in his solo interviews and talk stories about your life together, this type of thing, you know what i mean?

vernon

- you're fucking biggest fan!!! he's known to be a fan of movies already, would watch every single work of yours, and mention it as one of his favorites in any given interview moment. most public appearances are on your premieres that he loves so much to go.

dino

- the type to get a bit jealous and insecure when you have to act as a couple with someone else, but he doesn't want to show it. he's very protective over you, loves to claim you at any given chance and talk about funny anotes of you two.

#wannabelife inbox #seventeen #svt fanfic #svt ff #seventeen fanfic #svt scenarios #yn #actress reader #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines

[ribread03]

Tickle Fight. m.sturniolo x reader

when you go over to your best friends house expecting to just sit around and watch TV when all of the sudden giggles erupt from y/n and no one knows why. well someone does...

codes:

y/n=your name

y/n/n= your nickname

y/m/n= your middle name

y/l/n=your last name

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You're sitting on the couch at the triplets house debating on what to watch. "We should watch a romance movie!" you say with confidence.

"Hell no!" Chris shoots back quickly.

"Yeah, I have to agree with him on this one y/n/n" Matt says.

"What do you say Nick?" You ask the boy sitting next to you curled up under a blanket.

"I really don't care just pick something you all agree on." He says rolling his eyes at the three of you fighting over the remote.

"You're really not helping you know that?" Matt adds on to the conversation.

~~

You guys finally decided to watch a Disney movie. After getting some popcorn and drinks you sit back on the couch this time closer to Matt. You have always found Matt more attractive then Chris you would never make a move on him because he's one of your best friends. "Can I have some?" Matt's voice rips you out of your thoughts.

"Sure." You tilt the popcorn over so he can reach his hand into the bowl.

He scoots closer to you and you feel your thighs touch. This sends a shiver down your spine. As he goes to grab the popcorn he thanks you and looks back at the TV. You're thinking about how his lips would feel on yours, is he a good kisser, what would he be like in bed, NO stop thinking about this y/n this is your best friend you're sitting next to.

~~

Suddenly the popcorn is taken from your hands and you feel fingers on your waist. Oh No, you think. Suddenly the fingers start moving, tickling you. Who is tickling me you think to yourself. You look down to see Matt's hands on your side. You try your best to not laugh and interrupt the movie but you cant.

"Matt stop!" you say giggling and trying to move away from him but he just pulls you closer still tickling you. Nick and Chris are now looking at you two instead of the movie playing on the TV.

"M-Matt!" you say still laughing trying to get him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Matt asks with a smirk on his face. His brothers are still watching the moment.

~~

Once Matt stops tickling you, you run to the bathroom still gigging a bit, about to pee your pants. Once your done doing your thing, you go to step back in the living room when you hear talking, whispering really.

"When I said make a move on her I didn't mean to tickle her till she was about to pee her pants." You hear Chris say to Matt.

"Yeah dude that was a lot, and that's coming from me." Nick says

"I just thought it was cute, I didn't realize she had so much to drink." Matt says now feeling slightly embarrassed at the fact he could of just grabbed your hand.

You're now walking back into the living room and the boys go silent. You walk over to Matt and sit down right next to him. You look around at the boy who is too quiet, them not knowing that you know what was just being talked about in the room.

You lean over to Matt and put your head on his shoulder. Feeling him tense up when you do this you pick your head up a laugh. Now the boys are looking at you concerned, wondering why you are laughing all of the sudden.

"I heard you guys talking..." You trail off.

"WhAT!?" Matt ask now turning red. Him knowing that you know what that was all about makes him get up and walk off to his room, his head in his hands.

"Sooooo..." Chris starts. "You going to go talk to him or what? we have been egging him on to make a move for months now."

"Ok. Ill be back, don't miss me too much" you say with a smile on your face.

~~

Once you reach Matt's room you knock on the door. He opens it still red from not too long ago. He steps aside so you can walk in. You go to sit on his gaming chair as he sits across from you on the end of his bed.

"So..." You start. "I-" You're trying to get out that you feel the same way when all of the sudden he stands up and kisses you. At first you're shocked but seconds after you start to kiss back.

When you pull away from the kiss you see Matt looking back at you with the biggest smile on his face. "I really like you Matt." You tell him. His smile grows at these words.

"I really like you to y/n" He tells you.

"I can tell silly"

His cheeks blush more from the nickname you just gave him out of the blue. "Silly?" He questions.

"Yup! Your silly"

Smiling he pulls you into a hug and you gratefully accept this embrace. Humming into his chest as he holds you close. The moments is soon ruined as Nick and Chris loudly open the door cheering for their brother.

Turning to face them you roll your eyes at the silliness coming from them. They run over to Matt giving him high fives and congratulating him. They then come over and smother you in warnings and saying that you should run now while you can and other goofy things.

~~

Once Nick and Chris leave the room it is just you and Matt again. "So what now?" You ask kinda scared on what he is going to say.

"Well we both like each other, right?"

"Right."

"Sooo..." He pauses for a second. "Will you y/n y/m/n y/l/n be my girlfriend?" He ask with a small smile turning more red with each word he says.

"ABSOLUTELY!" You say, well scream basically. "Yes, Yes, Yes! A million times yes!" throwing your arms around his neck kissing him again this time you caught him by surprise.

~~

After a while you guys enter back into the living room holding hands. Nick and Chris hoot and whistle at you two as you sit back on the couch with now pink cheeks.

This night ended better than you could have thought when you first walked into their home. It started with an argument over something stupid. But somehow it ended in the best way ever. You and Matt are now dating and cuddling on the couch as you start a romance movie you've been dying to watch.

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AN: I was going to make this with them all tickling y/n but ended up changing it was I was writing, it just felt right making y/n end up with Matt in the end.

#matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Isn't the "Meghan is such a foodie" thing from her Cory days? I remember reading (in Revenge by TBower) that it really annoyed Cory when she started doing that. People who knew her said she took all the talking points from his personality as a professional, avant garde celeb chef and made it her own. Even his signature recipes.

Then back in her Trever days, she went in and on about the craft of movie making and being an insider. Allegedly Trever is a really out going personality, loves to network and is quite slick/glib. People have also said he is super confident, laid back, know-it-all type who is good at his work. So she took that from his personality, learnt the ropes of networking and enterpreneurship from him and launch Tig.

From Jessica, she learnt the ropes of high-end, trust fund baby lifestyle. Used all get contacts and social accumen of knowing the right people, getting in the right circles and curating an 'instagram aspirational' lifestyle (at least superficially) and became a wannabe lifestyle guru.

I won't say she somehow glommed onto Catherine and took pieces of her personality to make her own. I think all of her past cosplays and successful grifting made her believe that she was a better copy of the people she was copying. She measured her success by the print and media coverage she got and from what she made people believe she was. So, she thought being a better Catherine than Catherine herself was easy. And she got mad when she couldn't hack it.

And she couldn't have it because she couldn't control the media coverage. Her PR was limited in face of how much people saw her live, in action at various events. Especially the events she didn't think we're important.

Behind closed doors she could convince Harry that she was a better royal than born royals because he is just dumb that way. If you criticised the people he doesn't like he will love you and that's what she did. But also, the biggest factor in her failure is garty himself.

Had he not been the way he is - with his own issues and grievances and entitlement and resentments and nasty reptilian nature- then she would have successfully become the best royal to ever royal. She would have stayed in the BRF, did her Hollywood thing, been half in/out, made money merching and the brf would have just covered it up for her.

I do think she hadn't counted on Harry having his own 'Hollywood Harry' dreams.

I don't think Harry had Hollywood dreams. His dream appears to have been "British aristo in the US," where literally everything he had in the UK, he had in the US. He had no interest in Hollywood other than using them as replacements for the British aristo circuit he left behind in London. And if you look at everything he's done here in the US, that's pretty much what he's done. Minus the military uniform, Diana-like worship, and Cambridge-like popularity.

Whereas Meghan's dream was legitimately the Hollywood dream - writing, producing, acting like George Clooney or influencing like Gwyneth Paltrow or grifting like the Kardashians. She didn't want the life she had in the UK back here in the US. She wanted the life she had in Canada but with UK finances and here in the US.

And neither was willing to budge on what they wanted. That's the core root (or rot, I suppose) of why they're always failing. There's no compromise about what they want or what they're going to do.

(Contrast that with William and Kate, who have a shared plan built on compromise.)

#ask #brf #theories

[celebtf]

Could you do a story between timothee chalamet and Austin Butler?

Austin,Timmy, The prize

The hype was real for the fans, everybody was screaming diffrent names and phones were taking pictures. The paparazzi was everywhere this evening and the black cars pulled up to the read carpet and to the building. This was going to be an amazing night for Movies and TV, everybody has dressed up and was going to have so much fun.

The Black car pulled up to the entré of the buildning and everybody went crazy, the camera had a blinding light and it flashed from black back to reality each second. Austin stepped out of the car, with his legs first and then his head poked out. Austin loved going to these big nights, even better if he was nominated for anything, which he was tonight, he was up for 4 awards and he was ver confident that he would win something atleast, it's been a good year for him.

Austin went inside the building that the award ceremony was held, he had walked the carpet done, he loved meeting his fans and pose for pictures and he still was very confident.

Another black car pulled up right before Austin was heading outside. The fans went crazy and the paparazzi was capturing pictures. Austin heard all the screaming and turned around and saw, it was Timothée Chalemet stepping out from his car. No wonder everybody went crazy, it's Timmy, Ofcourse, Austin would too, but he had to play it cool.

" Oh damn he looks good in that suit, the way those pants fit his ass, really forms it" Austin couldn't believe his thoughts, he wasn't even gay, why would he think so about another guy.

" Hey Austin, come here And take some pictures " Timmy called him over and Ofcourse he couldn't say no, it was great PR marketing and good for his brand to be seen with another promising actor.

The night went on for the two guys, award after award, Austin saddly didn't win anything Tonight even if he had a great year, but to even be nominated was an Honor, right? That's how you're supposed to think, you don't want to come of as greedy or mad that you didn't win. For Timmy, he won a few, well he won two actually. Ofcourse Austin was happy for the rising star, why wouldn't he be?

Austin went to the toilet for a good pee, he had hold it in for a long time, a good 4 hours, you don't really get breaks on these things. Austin went in and peed, beside him was Timothée, he had put his award on the counter while he peed, they talked a little too.

" Hey man, I'm sorry you didn't win anything, but do you want to feel mine? " Austin couldn't say no to that, he wanted to touch, to hold it, he wanted to pretened he won, bit he wouldn't admit that out loud.

Timmy started to hand over the Prize when suddenly everything went black, both men fell to the ground.

Austin opened his eyes first and saw that he was on the bathroom floor, his first thought was that now he would need to clean this suit since he probably laid in somebody's pee, but he felt lighter for once but also shorter, he stood up and saw in his reflection, it wasn't Austin stairing back at him, he saw Timothée looking back, Austin turned around to see his old body laying on the floor still.

Austin got scared, he was now in Timothée's body, he didn't know what to do, but he didn't really mind it, Timmy looked good, had a great ass and now he kinda got the awards of you think about it. Austin grabbed his new award and left his old body in the bathroom.

Austin left the night with a new body and two new Awards and 100 missed calls from an unknown number.

#celebrity tf #body swap #celebtf #transformation #gay #male body suit #malebody swap #male shapeshift #body switch #straight to gay #austin butler #timmy chalamet #timothée chalamet #dune

[xhdream]

MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny/anything you want ^ㅇ(๑>◡<๑)ㅇ^ "

a/n: this is sooooo cute!!!!! thank you for sending it in <3

bee and oh seungmin - friends to lovers

♡ @xhfics

they would meet through a mutual friend and with time they’d begin to slowly develop a really special bond over many shared interests, passions and their lovely silly friend group. they’d have multiple moments where they would finish each other’s sentences and giggle like “wow, we’re the same person!” and their friends would only grin at each other cause they already know exactly what’s happening. both of them value friendship a lot so when one day they realise they have more special feelings towards each other they’d be cautious about it, however, once seungmin confesses to her, that would be the best day in both of their lives and suddenly everything would make perfect sense.

eli and junhan - college au w/ slow burn

♡ @elllisaaa

their story would feel like a best selling young adult novel with a prettily illustrated cover. eli studies literature, he’s an art major and fate brings them together when they’re both doing their own thing in the library, but one of them runs out of pens. the truth is both of them have secretly already observed the other because of their regular study sessions, but they didn’t have enough courage to go up and introduce themselves because “they look too cool…”. it wouldn’t take them long to get to know each other and soon enough they’d start meeting in the near coffee shop sharing about their lives outside of uni too. junhan would be smitten with eli’s beauty and artistic personality, she’d quickly turn into his muse!

ki and hendery - love at first sight

♡ @teasteeper

hendery would turn so animated when he meets ki for the very first time - in the best way possible! he’d be so enchanted by her beauty, her lovely personality, there’s no way he wouldn’t fall for her after he starts a conversation with her while they wait in line somewhere (he’d let her go before him). he’d confidently ask for her number and a few days later he’d ask her out on a date. he’d want to do it immediately the next day, but he’d prefer to not look like a weirdo and blow his shot. literally everyone around him will know he’s in love, because he’d be all smiles and heart eyes, but if someone asks him about it, for a while he’d be really secretive, cause he’d think it’s too good to be true. but little does he know ki is head over heels too!

bunny and beomgyu - soulmates

♡ @lunicho

they would literally meet in a way that you think would happen only in the movies. a silly accident where one of them bumps into the other and immediately falls to the ground to pick up all their stuff with multiple awkward sorry mumbles, or they get stuck in an elevator (hopefully none of them fear elevators lol), or their orders at the coffee shop get switched or something like that… but actually that was just fate doing their job cause they’re meant for each other. they both have an immaculate talent of storytelling so every time they’re with friends everyone would love listening to them talk about their experiences, but especially about the cute story of how they met that never becomes boring!

dee and jeongin - neighbours au

♡ @jeongin-lvr

they’d keep meeting in the elevator, at the front door and the grocery store across the street and every time it would get harder and harder to separate. their conversations would flow perfectly and they would not realise how time flies when they stay in the middle of the hallway, keys in hand, talking on and on about different things. till one day jeongin realises he wants to spend more time with dee and asks if she wants to come over so they can watch the movie they talked about the previous week while he cooks something delicious. of course, he ends up paying more attention to dee than the actual plot of the film.

lili and park jisung - forced proximity

♡ @kgyam4

they’d have to work together on something which will result from them just knowing each other’s faces and names because of a mutual friend, to them suddenly feeling like they’ve known each other their whole lives. maybe they were left alone with the task to pick a movie in the living room while their friends are preparing drinks and popcorn in the kitchen. they wouldn’t know when and how but from discussing different titles suddenly they’re sharing random stories about their lives and what first expressions they had of each other which makes jisung a bit flustered but more than that - intrigued and attracted to lili. he’d hope next time they see each other to be left alone with her again.

julia and theo - coworkers w/ a bet

♡ @sunnyyangie

they’d be each other’s favourite colleagues and they wouldn’t hide it - not from one another nor from the rest of the company. what they would hide is their attraction though (sometimes very poorly), until randomly out of boredom during their breaks they bet on something that would force them to communicate even more with each other, even outside of work hours. they’d have so much fun competing with each other, and when the bet is over they’d be looking for excuses to start a new challenge until taeyang decides to just shoot his shot cause julia looks just as whipped as him!

#this was fun uwu #💌: xhdream inbox #moot game

[johnbleepingzoidberg]

UNTITLED EVIL LUIGI AU COMIC THING | Page 2 & 3 of (???)

Eggman Bowser’s come to make an announcement. Particularly to shut down any premonitions Mario may be holding onto a little too tightly. Bowser and Mario are able to set aside their differences (for now, at least) so that they can work together on a common goal-- figuring out where the hell Luigi is.

(A/N under cut)

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believe me when i say i really wanted to link all the pages together in a neat, practical way so that everything would appear more organized than it actually is, but tumblr hates me and won’t let my posts show up in the tags if i include a hyperlink of any kind. :D

i read somewhere that tumblr only disallows posts from showing up in tags if it includes an external link (vs an internal/link to another tumblr page), which, in theory, shouldnt be an issue since the pages i’d be linking to are also on tumblr but regardless it’s not cooperating with me anyway. i’ve been on tumblr for what feels like a million years but this is the first time ive tried to make my posts cohesive like this so if anyone knows how to fix this issue im all ears 🙃 for the record, everything related to this au will be going into the following tags on my blog: #my art, and #evil luigi au. we’ll just have to sort things that way for now, i guess 😭

i start work tomorrow so can’t say when there will be a new page but i do have a lot planned out already. so hopefully i’ll be able to continue what ive started for at least a handful of more pages 🤠 next page will be fun to work on. for a bowuigi-centered story, where’s the luigi?! he’ll show up soon. just in the form of a flashback for now though 👀

also sorry if my handwriting is evil. it’s just personally easier/faster to write out everything by hand than type everything out but i may try to type the next page’s dialogue to see how it goes and to see if it makes things look ✨cleaner✨

(also also i spent so much time trying to figure out how to draw them doing a handshake for the “truce” panel. i ultimately failed. therefore.... fist bumps LMAO)

#bowuigi #bowser x luigi #bowser #mario #super mario bros #super mario movie #bowuigi comic #my art #mine #evil luigi au #remember how i said last time there will be absolutely no consistency to this in any sense of the word #these 2 pages really showcase that LOL #love how i go from drawing bowser with a full set of teeth to like. 3 #maybe i really should consider typing out the text thatd probably help #anyway i hope i can keep this going for a bit #i do plan on writing an original comic someday so this is good practice/is a good confidence booster for me #i love drawing bowser holding teeny ass cups. it is so funny to me. why #also working on trying to better distinguish this story from mr L's story #because when i started it i did not really know about the whole mr L thing LOL #so im hoping it doesnt seem like im trying to like.......rip off that whole concept #that would be sad :(

[yuseirra]

he looks really, really round when I draw him..I don't understand how that keeps happening

#ryoji mochizuki #persona #persona 3 #persona 3 reload #p3 reload #I watched that intro vid yesterday right #and I'm convinced they will go with the movie's direction in many aspects #maybe they'll do that with ryoji too if they aren't too lazy #doodle #that aside if he's like this... then I'm sure I can do a good job portraying him well #there are some things I am good at as an artist.. and this's one thing I'm pretty confident about..I can't describe it quite well but yeah #I always love these kinds of characters #they are in my comfort zone

[quirkle2]

who wants zombie au writing. don't answer that ur getting it anyway (1.6k words)

His shoes knock against the old flooring of the house, wood creaking under rubber soles that slide over the woodgrain. He drags them a bit, lifts his limbs up no more than he strictly has to, and they lead him to the nearest sittable surface.

The couch is old and dusty and has likely gone untouched for months, much like everything else nowadays, so he watches the thin cloud of dust billow off the cushions largely with disinterest. He collapses into the fabric heavily, feels the whole thing scoot back an inch and hit the wall behind him. The sound echoes, carried by lifeless rooms, while he unceremoniously drops his backpack to the floor by his feet.

The breath he lets out is slow and methodical and born of pent up muscles, aimed at the ceiling where he rests his neck against the back of the couch and relaxes every limb one by one. It’s a process he forces himself through, if only to rid the constant ache beneath his skin.

Slow, sweeping footsteps meander around the room in front of him, and Ritsu angles his gaze down from his craned back position to look at his brother. He wanders, like he so often does—seemingly aimless, but there’s something procedural about it that he’s convinced he just hasn’t figured out yet.

Shigeo’s empty eyes crawl along the hearth of the fireplace, explosions of ash sprayed out across the red brick. His head tilts up to trace his attention around the angular lines of the television, hung on the wall and screen grey with dust. He flits back and forth between the roundness of the bricked mantle and the sharp edges of the screen, like he’s taking notes.

Shigeo paws the television. Four lines of muck are cleared. The zombie blinks, paws at it again with dusty, curious fingers. Ritsu watches him make a mess of the television screen in silence, blinking tiredly.

He almost closes his eyes, but he fights against the urge and moves his fingers down his lap to reach for his bag. His middle hooks around the loop at the top and he lugs it up and into his lap, where he unzips it and peers into the shadowy contents.

Ritsu fishes out the water bottles. He finds the one with the messy R scribbled along the cap in sharpie and takes a big swig of it. It’s warm going down, constantly insulated in a bag of old, sweaty clothes. He feels like he can taste the odor in it, but it clears the grain in his throat from stomping all over dirt roads today, so he’s still grateful.

He holds out the one labeled S to Shigeo. “Thirsty?”

Shigeo looks at him from where he’s crouched down to the floor now, inspecting the soot along the hearth. Unfortunately, he sees handprints in the black already, and when his brother reaches a hand out to take it, his palm is covered in soot.

He lets him have his fun and settles his own bottle back in the mess of tangled clothes and rolls of bandages. Ritsu rakes his fingers through their stock with no real purpose—he knows exactly what’s in here, and none of it is useful.

They’d been searching all day; Ritsu doesn’t really know how far they’d walked, but it had to be a lot of miles. In and out of stores, up and down empty houses, weaving between warehouses—they didn’t really stop for a break. Not when Ritsu can hear Shigeo’s stomach from here and he himself has shaking hands. They can’t afford a break.

Nothing, though. Not a single goddamn thing worth taking. A settlement must have come through here long ago and swept the highway. They’re in the countryside, where houses are spaced out acres from each other and there’s entire cow pastures between properties. And yet every house they’d seen and entered provided nothing.

Ritsu stares into the negative space in his bag where there should be supplies. His stomach cramps and if he smells another whiff of that godawful sweaty, bloody sweatshirt he still carries, he’s going to throw up bile.

He leans away from the open pouch, eyes wandering to his brother who draws… something into the soot of the hearth. His water bottle sits on the floor, abandoned and still unscrewed. Ritsu leans forward with great effort and a grunt, leaning over his bag to grab at the top of it.

It takes him two tries to get Shigeo’s attention, and one more for an answer on where the cap is. It’s then placed in his palm, covered in soot and also saliva. Ritsu swallows down the nausea that rolls up his throat and wipes it off with his frankly already disgusting sleeve, and screws it back on.

He leans back again, succumbing to the urge to let his eyes rest, and he listens to the very subtle swipe of his brother’s hands across brick. There’s birds outside, chirping, and even though it’s still very much a common occurrence, Ritsu cannot help but feel nostalgic about it.

If he ignores the awful hum of silence, and the distinct lack of an electric thrum throughout the walls, and the fact that this is a stranger’s couch and not his, he can almost imagine normalcy. He can almost say this feels like those quiet moments after school, when he settles on the couch and scrolls through his phone in a house that only holds him and his brother because their parents simply aren’t home yet.

He can almost hear the creak of wood from Shigeo walking around his room upstairs. He can almost tap his fingers on the couch cushions to the pattern of his brother making his way down the steps. He can almost hear the fridge opening, and the sound of milk being poured into glass.

Almost. But Ritsu listens to sharp silence instead, and he tries not to think too hard.

He drifts for a while, feels himself truly sink into the couch and let the cushions claim him, and he thinks about nothings because if he doesn’t, then he’ll lose it. He carefully sifts through the nothingness of his mind, through the passing thoughts that have no bearing, and he focuses on that, on the lack of substance. His head is too full of things that have too much substance.

He misses boredom. He tells himself he misses boredom—the complete insubstantiality of it—because if he lets himself think of what he really misses, it’ll drive him insane.

The cushions move, and Ritsu peels his eyes open and lets himself get pulled from liminal mindspace. The cotton in his head recedes, and he blinks, and then he’s swiveling his head to look at his brother who sits in the cushion right next to him.

His hands and the cuffs of his hoodie are smothered in black. Shigeo sits hunched, gaze still wandering even when there’s not much decoration in this house to look at. He studies the off-white walls, the chips in the paint, the holes drilled in where there maybe used to be photos hung.

Ritsu gazes at him quietly, chest instinctively rising and falling to match his brother’s rhythm. He watches the expansion there, under his hoodie, in the subtlety of the folds and the way they warp over the movement. It’s slightly quicker than what he’s used to, but Ritsu knows his brother’s heart rate is much slower. He’s felt it before. He’s listened to it before, with his ear against a chest.

Ritsu’s attention moves to his eyes, and the heavy bags underneath them, and the paleness of his pupils and the ghostlight of him underneath that. He stares into them, looks for stray, familiar thoughts that might enter his head. Looks for old memories that might shine through in the form of recognition when he sees furniture layouts, and candy wrappers, and ads for soda.

Ritsu looks for it all the time, that glint of familiarity. And he finds it, sometimes. And really, he thinks that’s keeping him going more than food ever will.

Shigeo turns his head, and looks at him. Sometimes, when his brother looks at him, there’s not much there. No substance, no anything. And Ritsu finds it a bit evil that he craves silence in his own head, and yet noise in Shigeo’s, and often times it is the other way around.

His brother looks at him now, though, with that comforting recognition. That growth of the pupils, that softening of the hard edges of his face where unknown stressors have gotten to him. Ritsu wonders what zombies get stressed out. He figures it’s the same deal with humans, considering they’re largely alike.

Ritsu wonders if Shigeo knows he’s sick. He wishes he could ask him. He wishes for a lot of things. Silence in his own head is one of them.

Ritsu swivels his head away and stares at the ceiling, if only to force the thoughts to pause. He studies the popcorn ridges above them, traces the peaks with his gaze. It calms him, gives him something to focus on. He looks for patterns in the shadows they make.

Shigeo shifts next to him. And then he shimmies down, settles into the cushions, and plops his head right down on Ritsu’s shoulder.

Static roars in his mind and his heart stammers. Ritsu swallows the lump in his throat but that just makes it bigger, so he clamps his mouth shut and breathes carefully through his nose.

The tears cut through the grime on his face. He plops his own head down against his brother’s, and lives in the noise.

#qkwrites #zombie au #hi <3 #why am i nervous to share this . jayshut up #just to be clear this isn't going to be a full fic #i don't ? believe in my ability to write a Good zombie apocalypse story #at least one in a novel-like layout yaknow #partly bc i know i'll struggle w the logistics and consistency #but also bc i haven't seen a whole lot of zombie media before #i've never watched the walking dead i've never seen any of the popular zombie movies or shows #i think i watched zombieland 2 once ... the one with woody harrelson and thatone guy #uhm. he looks a bit like michael cera but he's Not michael cera. im not crazy he Does resemble him #jesse eisenberg there it is #but that's.the extent of my experience with zombie things #so i!!! wouldn't know if im just making overdone cliche shit #i prolly already am.this concept is prolly old news. i wouldn't know i don't fucking watch zombie stuff VGEAIYVA #idk.my confidence for this isn't there so im not makin it a fic even tho i kinda want to #but i do still wanna write them. so any zombie au writing will be in little micro-scenes like this <3 #some of em might be bigger than others idk yet. we'll see #i Thought i could call this a drabble. but then i learned that drabbles are literally supposed to be exactly 100 words #this is . notthat GVIYEAGVA #ritsu kageyama #mp100 ritsu #mp100 shigeo #mp100 mob #shigeo kageyama #i feel bad putting this in the main tags but.i mean it Does pertain .... #not the mp100 tag tho . iwon't do that to u

[purenguyening]

From Chapter 573

Specifically the panel where Conan reflects on Toichi's line about him declaring himself to be the younger brother (I believe The Million Dollar Pentagram reveals Yuusaku is the younger twin, but that aside...)

I don't 100% know what other obvious hint aside from Chapter 1120 where Kaito speculates he and Conan share a common ancestor.

#pure rambling #kudou yuusaku #kuroba toichi #kuroba kaito #kudou shinichi #the million dollar pentagram spoilers #movie 27 spoilers #i'm going to throw my hat into the ring and offer this page as one of the few examples where you can reasonably say this was foreshadowed #but i still feel like i can't name that many reasonable examples off the bat #and i will the first to admit i have not read 301 chapters since i've last dropped the series (i stopped at the jet mystery train arc) #and i've also not read magic kaito #but i can't help but feel like aoyama and a good chunk of the fandom makes me feel ashamed as a reader #and now i feel less confident about my abilities at understanding a story #i feel there's more i should be saying but i think i've already revealed enough of my incompetency....

[lhrry]

x

#aotv spoilers #ok you’re asking for my opinions let’s do it #i love louis!!!! im so proud of him and im so happy i got to watch him on his journey for so long and can’t wait for what’s to come for him #and i think my love for him and for his music and for my time in the fandím and for one d etc is what makes this a good watch and why i #liked it because otherwise i have my reservations to the movie and im not going to get into the babygate stuff #apart from the fact that louis trying to get freddie to hug him was extremely awkward and ive never seen less organic thing than the beach #scene and i find it funny they tried to push that as organic so hard #my issue is that it just had a potential to be a much better film is all sksmsk #it is good but it feels a bit rushed and kind of cheap in some ways and i get that’s the style of these biopics sometimes but #like it was such a shame the bg music was not really gold and was always exaggeratedly emotional because it made it cheesy and cheap and #kind of forced #i think it would have a great potential to get many people to say wow this is a strong talented guy and i think it is a great intro but i #think they undersold the movie so it’s not going to have a chance to reach an audience much wider than his current fanbase which is a shame #for his current fanbase it is a solidification and reiteration of his promo season and it is very clear where they want louis to stand and #what they want his image to be like and i think it’s absolutely amazing how they managed to show his growth as an artist and as a human and #and place him in a position where he’s now confident and secure and ready to embark on a new journey etc. although for the fans there’s #nothing new there and i think it’s worth considering how exactly they’re portraying and that they completely left out his relationships #aside from his family and the band #i think it’s important that it was noted he was undersestimated and pushed down and i think they made obvious how much he’s worked on #himself #i think it’s kinda clear they’re using it as a faith in the future promo with the new songs even though the doc ends with the end of the #tour #i think it’s interesting how many rainbow flags they chose to include without addressing the way his shows and fanbase look at all because #if i were from Gp id wonder what’s up with that esp when he only acknowledged the kmm project again #generally i think it’s a good watch that’s very transparent in what it’s trying to do for louis promo and image wise and it doesn’t tell #you anything new but it reminds you why you love this man so much while also leaving you a bit disappointed because this had a much #greater cinematic potential and a lot of it feels either rushed or underfinanced or forced and that’s a shame

[multicolour-ink]

So I just watched Onward for the first time, which has Chris Pratt as Barley Lightfoot.

And I gotta say...this was a pretty great performance.

I'm not saying it's perfect, but with the right voice direction and animation, Pratt really does have range. He can do emotional moments, as well as the funny stuff.

Barley Lightfoot is energetic with a love for adventure, just like Mario.

And they are both loving older brothers 😊

FYI I am only judging the voice, not the person themselves. You don't have to like Chris Pratt by all means, but I think it's important to disconnect the voice from the person, and just focus on how it's been used to utilise the character.

#pratt can do a good performance when he's directed right #people bring up pratt's rile as emmett #but never really talk about barley #i don't know what's going on with the mario movie trailers #why pratt sounds uninvested in some parts #but I think we need to hear the entire movie first #i will say my confidence in the mario movie has gone up an amount #super mario #the super mario bros movie #super mario movie #mario movie #mario #onward #barley lightfoot #chris pratt