#ruel van dijk blurb

[rockyscactus]

hello love! i just found your account and i must say i’m now a stan! i loved your ruel blurbs 😭 would you mind writing a little blurb about meeting ruel at a nye party and him crushing in you, and coco or his friends pushing him to go up to you and ask for your number? if not it’s okay! thank you 🧡

a/n: i luuuuuv this concept!! also it's kinda long and not proofread :)))

“Okay him”, your friend pointed to a random guy for the third time tonight.

“Stop trying to prostitute me off to random people. The clock strikes at midnight for sixty seconds. I think I can bask in my singleness for sixty seconds, I already do for 31536000 seconds a year”, you stated matter-of-factly.

“That was some quick math”, your friend’s boyfriend spoke, causing you all to let out laughs.

“Gotta keep track of the undying pain”, you dramatically held a hand over your heart. Your head immediately quirked up at the sound of offkey singing and you all followed the sound.

“Disgustingly terrible drunk karaoke? Best New Year’s party ever”, you spoke loudly over the terrible tune.

“Hey, that’s my friend you’re talking about”, a voice interjected.

You met a tall guy that stood next to you, your face feeling hot as you spoke, “Oh god, this is really embarrassing for me.”

“It’s laughable considering that I have no idea who the fuck that is”, he sneered as you let out the breath that you hadn’t realized you were holding.

“Fuck”, you sighed, “Well in that case, I think we can come to the mutual agreement that they suck. Like really badly.”

He let out a chuckle, “Oh I bet you’re hardly any better.”

“Right back at ya”, you elbowed him.

He raised an eyebrow, smirking at you, “What’s your go to karaoke song? Preferably something that we can trade off in parts.”

You threw your head back with laughter, “Oh hell no. No, no, no!”

“Oh come on, Simon Cowell. For all I know, you’re tone deaf!”

“And I would prefer to keep that to myself. And if you think otherwise, it’s your funeral”, you pointed a finger at his chest.

He looked down at your finger on his chest, “Oooh, shiver me timbers”, he held up his hands in a mockingly placate manner.

Before you could think of a quick response, he was bobbing and weaving through the crowd to get to the DJ booth.

Your friend and her boyfriend looked to you, overhearing the conversation. Your eyes widened as they fell into a fit of giggles. “Not funny”, you declared before chasing after the boy with the light brown hair.

“Here she is”, the guy handed you a mic before yanking you on to the stage, the familiar tone of Empire State of Mind by Alicia Keys playing. “Oh shit, okay this is the remix with Jay-Z and you’re doing Jay Z’s part!”

“Oh breaking your God crafted nose is gonna be so fucking satisfying”, you gritted through teeth.

He held the microphone away from him as he quickly replied, “I’m not really into blood-play, but I guess it’s something we can work out.”

You flicked him off before accepting your fate, “Yeah, I’m out that Brooklyn, now I’m down in Tribeca…”

-

“I’ve never heard of tone deaf rapping before, but you seem like the type to conquer the impossible”, the guy continued to mess with you as you walked off stage.

“Well if I would’ve known that I would be going on stage with Alicia Keys herself, I would have not put myself through that hell. But it’s a good thing you can sing, because comedy is definitely not your forte”, you quipped as your friend and her boyfriend charged toward you, gushing about your mediocre performance. Everything is amazing under the influence of alcohol.

Your friend let out a breathy laugh as she shook your shoulders, “We will not be leaving this behind us in the new year, trust me! That was everything I didn’t know I needed”, she gushed as she dragged you away from the guy and into the sea of people, leaving him to watch you disappear.

“Ruel, who the hell was that? That was so random but definitely the best performance of the night”, Ruel’s sister, Coco, approached her brother as he tried to find you in the crowd.

“Uh, I don’t fucking know. She was just like dragged away and well whatever”, he turned toward the kitchen.

“What? That’s it? Dude you’re gonna have to pull a rom-com move and find her. That could be your future wife and you’re just shrugging that shit off”, Coco’s friend yelled at him.

Coco nodded in agreement, “That’s what I’m saying! What’s her name?”

“I just said I don’t know”, he spoke with slight anger and anxiety, wondering if you really could have been someone to him.

“You’re so lucky you can sing, because I swear you’d just be roaming this earth aimlessly otherwise”, Coco rolled her eyes as they began searching through the crowd.

-

“Maybe he just left”, you shrugged, “Some people like to go party hopping on New Years”, you spoke loudly into the phone, your other hand held over your other ear to block out the noise.

You could hear your friend’s exasperated groan through the other side of the phone, “You have been given a Wattpad storyline and you’re rejecting it. You deserve no votes!”

“I’m hanging up now, see you guys at 12:01”, you cooed into the phone before ending the call.

In the back of your mind, you regretted letting your friend just whisk you away without another word. If he was actually going to be a part of your life, you had completely missed it.

You tried to suppress the thought as you moved toward the karaoke stage, reading the clock behind them that read 11:57. At least you could ring in your new year with a drunken offkey rendition of Take Care by Drake.

“Oh this is disgustingly terrible.”

“Well, I’m kinda tone-deaf so I have no business trying to be Simon Cowell”, you shrugged, biting back your grin. The universe was on your fucking side.

“I definitely think you have a rap career ahead of you though”, he was beaming from ear to ear as you turned to face him.

You exposed your smile, locking eyes with him, “I have to say, I was really disappointed that I never got your name. I’m Y/N by the way,” you asserted.

“Oh you broke my heart when you allowed yourself to be whisked away, Y/N”, he held an emphasis on your name

Neither of you had even heard the crowd around you chant out the countdown before you heard, “Happy New Year”, being yelled out left and right.

“Please tell me that you’re not socially tone deaf and are picking up on the fact that I really wanna kiss you right now”, your nameless duet partner spoke.

“Asshole”, you rolled your eyes as you leaned in and allowed your lips to melt on to his.

“It’s actually Ruel”, he spoke the second you pulled away.

[angelruel]

idk if this makes sense but i imagine that in the early talking stages with Ruel before you officially start dating he’s probably hella nervous before he develops confidence around you but still wants to talk to you every day and so instead of hitting you up with a “hey” or “wyd,” he just sends you links to songs that he thinks you would like or that remind him of you and is like “hey listen to this.” sometimes it’s an oldie or a guilty pleasure song and sometimes it’s a new release that he heard and just HAD to share with you. and like four or five messages later and ur on another topic he says “did u listen to the song yet” and ur like “yes,” then he’s like “well what did you think” and that’s his little ways of being able to pick ur brain and get to know who you are on an intimate level. I ALSO THINK THAT you and him would go back and forth with funny songs to pick with each other when words just aren’t doing the job. you’d probably have a shared spotify playlist where you both add songs every now and then and u can see his activity and u see that he’s always listening to music from it

[rockyscactus]

hey i love ur hcs!! could you do a ruel x fem! reader hc about their first i love yous and then how much they say/use it after that.

• the best part about the lead up to your first "i love you" was that there wasnt a lead up at all

• you had stayed the night at his apartment in la and he had been disheveled all morning

• "can't find my fuckin' keys, where in—"

• you'd groan as you leaned over his nightstand, still half asleep and fiddling through the top drawer blindly

• the familiar jingle of his keys were finally heard and he perked up immediately before looking over at your slumped figure, dangling the keys more and more aggressively so you could return to your slumber

• "you're a fuckin' angel", he'd grab the keys and lift your face from the pillow to kiss you all over

• "gross!"

• "whatever, you're still the best."

• "i know, i love you. have a good day, make killer songs and what not", you'd say as he left the room

• as he walked out of the room, his eyes BUGGED

• it's all he could think about all day and it brought the biggest smile to his face

• and this man is a scorpio so you know he was half like 'no, that didnt happen' and 'oh shit!!!! yeah, yup, definitely happened and im not even mad about it'

• he'd text you as he left the studio and went to pick you up from your own apartment that you had retreated to

• "hi", you'd flash him a toothy grin as you got in the car, "ew, don't stare at me—"

• "i love you too", AND ZOOM HE'D JUST FLY DOWN THE STREET

• YOUD BE LIKE WHAT FROM THE PASSENGER'S SEAT bc you had almost forgot that you even did it. but you knew in your heart that you meant it

• after that, he'd just become a (cute) broken record with it

• washing the dishes? "i love you." hugging him after a show? "i love you." ordering his favorite takeout on a friday night? "i fucking love you."

• i dont think you understand—HE'S OBSESSED!!!

• it shocked everyone at first but he didnt care because he knew you were in it for the long haul and that he would be the only one saying it for a longgggg time.

a/n: hiiiii i need friends so um slide in me messages or whatevaaaaa

[rockyscactus]

Hey babes! I’m loving your work and honestly it’s fanfriggingtastic!! I was wondering if I could request a Ruel headcannon? Possibly where the reader and Ruel are together on a live just jamming and being goofs? Totally understand if it’s not possible, have a great day 🥰

a/n: first of all, thank you so much! i really appreciate that and aww i was just rewatching some of his lives earlier! im so friggin excited to do this. also im gonna make this a lil blurb instead

"I should probably be a bit quieter", he spoke on the live, "Is Y/N dead? Yes." He'd look back at your sleeping figure with a smile, "Kidding, she's just sleeping. But she's been out for like four hours so I should just double check", he joked.

You rolled over with a slight groan, running your foot into his guitar.

"Hey buddy, we don't give out free foot content here", he'd move your foot out of the frame, waking you up.

"What are you doing", you'd grumble with your face barely above the pillow.

He pointed to his phone, "I'm live. Have any song requests?" He tilted his head, waiting on your response.

"Hmm, Carry Me Home by Jorja Smith please", you'd smile sweetly to ensure that he was suckered into doing it.

He playfully rolled his eyes, "Hear that? That immaculate taste? Guess who designed it", he'd motion to himself.

You slapped his shoulder instantly, "The hell you did! What he means to say is that I redesigned his entire spotify", you credited yourself.

"We can agree to disagree", he refused to admit the truth.

He'd sing the song, making sure to keep eye contact with you because he knew that it drove you wild. You looked at him with nothing but adoration as your chin rested on your hand. Your expression caused him to blush like a madman, chuckling lightly as he tried to get through the song, and the fans were going just as crazy.

"PLS THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER!!"

"they're def getting lucky tonight"

"oh my gooood he’s so in love with her!! he’s freaking blushing aww"

He looked back at the screen as he finished, “I was not blushing! It’s just hot in here”, he replied to the comments.

"Yeah and he was crying because his eyes were sweaty", your voice dripped with sarcasm, causing him to flick your forehead.

"Fucker", he rolled his eyes.

"Yup", you’d wink at the phone, definitely causing a ruckus in the comments.

He laughed at your comeback, "Baby come here, they can only see like half of your face now."

"That's kinda the point", you'd joke, causing him to pull you closer to him, "Eww I look disgusting."

He'd quickly kiss your forehead, "Hey, watch it! That’s the love of my life you’re talking about.”

“No, I’m not blushing or crying! You really have to get your AC checked out”, you replied to the comments, causing him to immediately make fun of you. 

[rockyscactus]

could you do a ruel x fem! actress headcanon? i feel like that would be really cute

a/n: this is such a cute concept plssss

- if he wasnt at the studio, he would def come down to see you on your own set

- and he would bring you lunch or dinner bc he knew that you would forget to eat sometimes or just to have quality time with you

- "just wanted to spend some quality time with my boo", was always his answer to anyone's questioning of him being there

- if you had an early call time, he was there with you because he knew you got lonely in your trailer sometimes

- even if he was dead asleep on the couch while you were in hair and makeup

- everyone on set loved him too so he would just sit down and watch you shoot your scenes

- "when you started crying, i started crying", was his favorite thing to say when you shot an emotional scene

- he loved seeing you do your thing and would absolutely live for watching you interact with your colleagues or do press

- and you would laugh sometimes when a fan would ask him to take a picture but they really meant for HIM to take the actual picture

- whenever you came down to the studio, his producers or writers would ask  you to take a video or sign something for their kids or them

- 4 words: award show power couple

- "what did you think of your boyfriend's new album?" "how'd you like your girlfriend's movie?"

- he would freaking praise you at all of your premieres and hated when anyone tried to overshadow you with his being there

- every time you went to visit his family, he would force them to watch at least one of your movies

- "baby, it's okay. they've probably already seen it", you'd rub his shoulder

- "well it was great, definitely worth the rewatch"

- you would sometimes convince the producers to let him be an extra like a pedestrian or something small like that

- if you would drive by a billboard or bus stop with your face on it, he would want you to get out so he could take a picture of you next to it

- "no", you'd whine

- "just say cheese!"

- he would definitely write some type of line that's all like 'my girl's a movie star' or sum shit

- overall, he would just be a supportive goof when it came to your job

- "i'll never get tired of this", he'd say next to you in the theatre at one of your premieres

- "what?"

- "watching you do your thing and just cheering you on."

[rockyscactus]

i love your ruel headcanon would you ever do a part two???

i gotchu anon !!! sorry i waited so long to reply, i wanted to reply with writing hahahah

a/n: ngl this is waaay fluffier than the first one

● PLAY FIGHTS

● they would just be like playful arguments or long running jokes AND THEY WOULD FREAK EVERYONE OUT

● “security, i think a creepy fan just snuck backstage!” he’d say as he walked into the green room and found you on the couch

● “we’ve finally met...face to face” YOU WOULD BOTH BE SO PROUD OF THAT ONE

● “jeez ruel, it’s like you’re in love with me or something” you’d fake gag at parties to mess with him

● “never! girls have cooties!!” he’d say before wrapping his arm around your waist

● but you two would definitely get into your lovey dovey moods

● “i really don’t want you to leave” you would say with your head in the nape of his neck as you toyed with his fingers

● “i really don’t wanna leave you” he would try his hardest not to get too emotional about it but would fail MISERABLY

● but when you were at his shows, no doubt you went to stand with the crowd bc the sound was better and you loved cheering him on

● he would definitely show off for you at his shows

● we’re talking the weird dance moves you love so much, hitting the more difficult notes with ease, and staring at you during your favorite songs

● engulfing you in sweaty hugs after the show

● you two would sit at his keyboard for hours !!!

● you both would goof around a lot, even making your own little dumb songs together

● he would play you whatever song you requested and you would just lay your head on his shoulder

● he would change certain lyrics to fit your name or your features

● you wouldn’t expect him to get all romantic but he did in his own way

● he would have an album in his camera roll called ‘lover’ with 1000+ pics and videos of you, you were always on his ig stories, he would write little anecdotes about you in his songs, he would even let you paint on his guitar

● you two loved getting each other cheesy trinkets or gifts like keychains, ugly hats/sweaters/t-shirts, cds, rings from gumball machines

● “you’re gonna suffocate me” you’d say as he laid his body on top of yours

● “you’ve always been breathless under me” he’d cheekily reply

● “eww “ you would slap his arm, causing him to break into fits of laughter and press sloppy kisses to your face

[rockyscactus]

oooh send me ruel asks and concepts that i can write blurbs or headcanons for

[ruels-bucket-hat]

goofing around and wearing ruels bucket hats (or any article of clothing) while he's not home and him coming back and seeing you in it

Hiiii, so this one is a little shorter, but please, i hope you like it

Bucket Hats

“I’ll be back in a few,” Ruel waved you goodbye as he went out to get you both some food. This left you alone in the house, which was kind of boring. There was nothing on TV and all your friends were busy and couldn’t talk. It’s been a real great Sunday afternoon, and spending this lovely time in your boyfriends house of all places. 

You go back to the door and make sure that Ruel is gone. Now. It was time. You head to his room and find his guitar laying on his bed. In an attempt to entertain yourself, you grabbed the guitar off of his bed. Wrapping your hand around the neck of the guitar, you press down on the strings. It’s been a while since you last played, so it made the tips of your fingers hurt a little. You sat down and could smell his sheets; a drifted scent on his cologne sprang to your nose, which was comforting. While trying to play some chords, you spot his closet in the corner of your eye. Bucket hats.

One of Ruel’s most prized possessions, more like obsessions. He hasn’t been wearing them as much as he used to, but it was easy to see how he still admired the fashion. You stand up with the guitar slung over your shoulder. Might as well look like him if you were gonna act like him. You grab the hat and set it on top of your head, which felt a little weird at first, but you eventually got used to. “OH I’VE BEEN DAZED AND CONFUSED,” you head out of the bedroom and start singing while strumming random chords. “FROM THE DAY I MET YOU,” the singing has turned into an off pitched yell. “I’VE LOST MY HEad,, and I’d…” you turned into the hall. “...do it AGAIN?? No, that’s not it-”

“Don’t you look lovely?” Ruel was standing a couple feet out in front of you holding a bag of food in his hand. “I love it when you scream my songs,” he giggled. Your face got hot after realizing that he heard you. A huge blush took over your face out of embarrassment. He set the food down and grabbed two plates before looking back at you. “Is that my hat?” he pointed. You nodded slightly and reached up your hand to grab the fabric on your head. 

“Did you also happen to hear my amazing guitar skills?”

“Amazing? No,” he gave a flashy smile. “But that’s definitely something we can work on together in the future,” he walked towards you. He reached out his hand and you set the bucket hat in it. “Come on, the food’s getting cold,” he placed the hat on his head. You removed the guitar from your neck and took a seat at the table. 

“I now understand why you used to love those things,” you let out a soft laugh.

“Oh, you do?”

“Yeah, I didn’t imagine for it to be that comfy,” you smirk.

“Well then, you can wear any of the bucket hats I have,” he looked up from his food and at you, “for a small price.” You rolled your eyes at the grin that appeared on his face. “I have to get a picture of you in it everytime, because I don’t know if you’ll ever get tired of these hats. And you, Y/N, looked too cute in it,” he booped your nose. “From now on, I must get a picture, because I cannot keep that adorable face away from my camera roll.” 

He looked over to the guitar and giggled, “We also need to teach you how to play that.”

[angelruel]

angelruel’s masterlist

not very long bc i just got started lol. i have big plans tho, and i’m always open to requests if anyone has any ;)

                                 ♡ -angst     * -smut       ~ -my favs

taylor allison swift

dominic fike

fics:

ruel vincent van dijk

fics:

challenge 

“for fucks sake, y/n can you please just do what you’re told for once”

♡ free time

in which the girl that Ruel leaves a voicemail for at the end of “Free Time” calls him back which ultimately ends in them agreeing to meet up for closure

4 am

the reader wakes up in the middle of the night and just wants to be away from Ruel, but he wants the exact opposite.

~ vintage    pt.2

the reader gets into an accident which causes her to lose her memory. as Ruel begins to rebuild their relationship and recall the good memories between them, some bad ones are restored as well and might threaten their future.

blurbs:

blurb #1: ruel using songs as his love language