#I HOPE I REMEMBER THIS FOREVER. I LOVE THIS TEAM SM

[airybcby]

Hiii!! I love your Blue Lock writing sm! I’ve fallen down such a rabbit hole in the fandom recently so when I just saw your post I knew I had to ask!!😭

I was wondering if I could make a request for the Fate Event for Kaiser or Shido with the red string of fate

Thank you so much💗

Hi Hi! Sorry it's taken me a bit to get to this, I've had personal stuff and school is kicking my butt, but ofc!

I decided to do Shido bc I love writing for him so much :)

Shido Ryusei x The Red String of Fate

જ⁀♡⊹｡° guess i'm stuck forever

♡ a/n — for my 800 follower event!

♡ content — shidou ryusei x gn! reader, gn! reader, reader has strong feelings (slight hatred) for shidou , shidou is a little shit, red string soulmate AU, soulmate AU, proposal (fake), set when reader & shidou are at least 21+

♡ synopsis — You wanted to be mad, but the pull of the red string and the ridiculous sparkle in Shidou Ryusei's eyes made it hard to stay angry. Maybe this was destiny’s idea of a joke.

You weren’t even supposed to be at this game.

Soccer wasn’t your thing—never had been, never would be—but your best friend had begged you to come. “PXG games are legendary,” they’d said, eyes sparkling. “And Shidou Ryusei is unreal.”

Shidou Ryusei. The name sounded vaguely familiar, but it wasn’t until you saw him on the field that you felt the strange tug in your chest—one that sent your mind spiraling back to high school.

Back then, your friend had dragged you to your school’s rivalry game against another local powerhouse. You hadn’t cared about the match, but you remembered a player on the rival team. His bleached hair had made him stand out, as did the almost animalistic way he played. Back then, the red string around your finger had pulled faintly in his direction.

You hadn’t thought much of it. It was easy to dismiss soulmates as a romanticized idea, and besides, you figured the string would pull more strongly if you were ever truly meant to meet your soulmate. But now, standing in the packed stadium, you couldn’t ignore it anymore.

The red string was practically thrumming with energy, pulling taut in one unmistakable direction: straight toward Shidou Ryusei.

He moved across the pitch like a force of nature, reckless and magnetic. Every goal he scored sent the crowd into a frenzy, and though you weren’t a soccer fan, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him.

“This has to be a mistake,” you muttered under your breath, clutching your hand to your chest as if that would stop the string from tugging.

Your friend, too caught up in the game, didn’t notice your unease. “Isn’t he insane? No one plays like Shidou!”

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t.

After the game ended and PXG secured their victory, your friend got swept up in the post-match celebrations. That left you standing awkwardly on the sidelines, the buzzing in your finger making it impossible to leave.

It wasn’t logical, but you found yourself heading toward the players’ exit. You told yourself it was just curiosity—that you needed to see if this pull was real. But the closer you got, the stronger the string became, like it had a mind of its own.

You pushed your way to the barricades, where a crowd of fans had already gathered, phones in hand and security guards stationed to keep everyone in line. You tried to blend in, though you weren’t even sure what you were hoping to accomplish.

And then, everything changed.

A commotion rippled through the crowd as Shidou Ryusei himself appeared. He was shirtless, his jersey draped casually over his shoulder, and his grin was nothing short of feral.

You froze, your breath catching in your throat.

The red string between you felt like it was about to snap with tension. And when Shidou’s gaze landed on you, his grin widened into something even wilder.

You heard mumbled words of the security guards, one telling him to get back and change while the other was yelling at the rabid fangirls and asking Shidou what he was doing.

He pointed directly at you.

“Getting my love, duh!” he said proudly, loud enough for the whole crowd to hear.

The world seemed to stop.

You gawked at him, mortified as every pair of eyes turned in your direction.

“I’m not—” you stammered, but the words wouldn’t come out.

Shidou was already moving toward you, weaving through the stunned crowd with a single-minded focus. The intensity in his eyes was too much.

Panicked, you turned and ran.

Back in your room that night, you sat on your bed, staring at the red string wrapped around your finger. Your heart was still racing. You couldn’t believe what had happened—or that Shidou Ryusei had actually called you his love in front of hundreds of people.

Your phone buzzed on the nightstand. Frowning, you grabbed it, only to freeze when you saw the message from an unknown number:

Running won’t break the string, you know. ;) – R.S.

Your stomach flipped. How did he even get your number?

You debated ignoring it, but the string’s pull wouldn’t let you rest. Finally, after a long moment, you replied:

What do you want?

The response was instant.

To meet you, obviously. Tomorrow, 2 PM. I’ll send the location. Don’t run this time. :P

You weren’t sure why you agreed to meet him. Maybe it was the string pulling you forward. Maybe it was the fact that his message somehow felt more like a challenge than a request.

Either way, you found yourself sitting at an outdoor café, nervously tapping your fingers against the table. When Shidou arrived, he was just as chaotic as you remembered—swaggering in with that unhinged grin and a confidence that made your stomach churn.

“You showed up!” he said, plopping into the chair across from you. “Guess the string works after all.”

“You’re insane,” you muttered, crossing your arms. “I don’t even know you.”

“Not yet,” he shot back, leaning forward with a glint in his eyes. “But that’s the fun part. Soulmates, remember? We’ve got time to fix that.”

Before you could respond, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a small box, and dropped to one knee.

Your jaw dropped. “What the—are you proposing?”

“Obviously,” he said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. “Why waste time? We’re meant to be together anyway.”

“Excuse you? Get up! You’re embarrassing me!" The people around you, hands almost clasped together in a clap gawking at your rude answer.

"We don’t even know each other!” You weren't sure if you were telling that to yourself, Shidou, or the onlookers.

Shidou just laughed, slipping the ring back into his pocket as if it had all been a joke. But his grin told you he was entirely serious.

“Relax, babe. I’ll save the real proposal for when you actually fall for me. Won’t take long, though—I’m pretty irresistible.”

You glared at him, your face hot with embarrassment. “You’re impossible.”

“And you’re stuck with me,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied smirk.

You wanted to be mad, but the pull of the red string and the ridiculous sparkle in his eyes made it hard to stay angry. Maybe this was destiny’s idea of a joke. Or maybe… just maybe… it wasn’t.

wrote this really late at night so it isn't my fave

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

[slut4msby]

the atsumu hny was super cute !!! loved It sm !! I hope you had an amazing new year's celebration!! was jus wondering if you could write something w samu or maybe Kita Shinsuke (24) rice farmer ? btw inarizaki #1 forever 💯

high school sweethearts. kita shinsuke x fem!reader

+ tags & warnings; fluff for a change of scenery & reader has a kid

+ a/n; I READ THIS AND WENT INSANE OMG I COULD TALK ABT KITA SHINSUKE (24) RICE FARMER FOR EVER. Fun little piece of lea slut4msby lore, when I first watched season 4 I had not read the manga yet and when Kita first came on screen i went insane. Also Kita and I are legally married?? My friends through a fake wedding for me because I was so in love with this man. And pls keep the Inarizaki reqs/asks/anything coming bc i am INSANE about inarizaki (i am normal i swear) <3

You couldn’t help peer out the window of your shared home with your husband. He was outside with your 5 year old son, playing some volleyball. Your son had never taken a liking to sports until your husband began cleaning out his old stuff, stumbling upon his jersey from his high school years. He would never admit and you would never bring it up but he did get emotional looking back at these days.The days where he led one of the greatest teams, not on the main roster, but he was still aware of the impact he had on the boys. He wasn’t the worst player but nothing notable, however Shinsuke had the power to put anyone at ease and you loved that about him.

Shinsuke never showed much self-confidence when the two of you had met in your first year. It’s not that he didn't have the confidence he just never felt the need to show it, and you appreciated that about him. You appreciate how no matter what Shinsuke was straight the point, you appreciated his need for routine, which has really helped your home life. You appreciate how he loves, how he cares for others. Kita Shinsuke was the perfect man.

However, despite how lucky you feel to have Shinsuke in your life. He feels even more lucky for you, he knows you are his soulmate from the day he met you in the first year. He felt as if all the work he had ever done paid off, he felt like the luckiest man in the world. At the beginning it was just a hallway class, the girl from class 1-6. Having your classes next to each other & both being in advanced classes meant the both of you would have recurring meetings. The next thing he knows, Aran had recruited you as the volleyball clubs manager as the team wouldn’t shut up about not having one. Shinsuke then began spending everyday with you, which turned to every waking second he was with you whenever he could be. He was your best friend, right?

That’s what you had thought. You would have never admitted your crush on Kita that began growing. However his admiration for you began sprouting. He loved the way you smiled, how you got along with everyone, took care of yourself and others, how you tie your shoelaces, how you set out  your notebook, how you played with your hair when you were nervous and how you didn’t seem to fear anything. Unlike him. Kita had put his feelings behind him, until he decided it was now or never, graduation. It was cliche, Shinsuke knew that. He had gotten you a bouquet of flowers, you had mentioned your favourite flowers in a passing conversation the second week of the second year. A useless piece of information, Shinsuke remembered that. Why wouldn’t he? He loved you. That day to Kita’s surprise, you said yes. You agreed to be his girlfriend.

Now, almost 10 years later. Shinsuke was your husband. Those flowers he had given you on graduation day you had pressed, they stayed on display in your kitchen, as well as a photo of you and Shinsuke the day your son was born. Now Shinsuke spent his days as a rice farmer instead of a volleyball player. However seeing him playing with your son reminded you of the man you fell in love with. 

You snapped out of a trance when your son called out to you, “Mum! Look! Dad taught me how to play volleyball like he used to.” You couldn’t help but smile, “He said I was really 

good! Mum, can I start playing volleyball! I wanna be like dad!.”

You turn towards Shinsuke, he looked so amused at the scenario. You jokingly roll your eyes at him, “of course you can baby!” You said planting a kiss on your son's forehead. “How about for now you and daddy go get cleaned up?”

“Okay!” Your son responds with a toothy smile, before your son begins pulling your husband down the hallway.

You felt like the luckiest woman alive.

©slut4msby

[inchidentally]

god I wish xkit still had the inbox features - but I'm gonna screencap all the stuff under tricky asks and save them for later so I can see the fun asks and not have them get buried <3

gonna do a few of the more recent ones now and then from there bundle them every couple weeks!

I've mostly just fallen out of interest w the ship apart from the way I enjoy it (which isn't popular lol) for a few reasons but mostly the misogyny toward real life gfs. I still enjoy it for myself and I'm even writing it rn but I'm just not motivated to go crazy over it anymore <3

oh babe I'm a massive complainer about McLaren's new media approach meaning we don't get the fun, regular teammate content that we used to but truly there's no motive for actually keeping them apart! the carlando challenge was F1TV and I actually can't tell who pushed for the Oscar/Esteban RC car challenge but it makes sense bc they've chatted a fair amount during down time since Bahrain. I think there's a casual friendliness there.

but also this kind of cross-team content isn't unusual at all and tbh it's a coincidence that feels annoying mainly bc it coincides with McLaren sm deciding to go all slick edits rather than spontaneous and fun content.

and first anon if anything it felt like Oscar put himself in time out for well, actually slightly stalking Lando in the preseason and Bahrain kasgfkaflsagfslja I'm... mostly joking

oh listen, Carlos and Lando absolutely are friends - and I don't wanna jump down your throat if you're not saying they aren't - but don't get me wrong, I enjoy carlando for what it actually is and not the 'secretly in love/fucking/relationship/actually gay for each other' version. ironically the reality is a lot sweeter and more real than desperately ignoring everything about Carlos to pretend he's gay or to pretend that Lando and Carlos rank even in the top 100 of people closest to them. sorry but to me the reality of baby Lando latching onto Carlos for support in F1 and Carlos quite liking this funny little dude fluttering around him even when they have nothing but driving, golf and beautiful women in common - like, that's sweet to me!! sorry ?? it's the whole imprinted on each other but we wouldn't normally be friends thing that happens in these little brother/big brother scenarios.

the fact is tho that carlando is indeed a major popularity and engagement spinner for everyone from F1 official to sponsors to Lando and Carlos themselves, and they both know that hanging out and documenting it can serve two purposes at once. the Australia stuff was all probably a bit too cynical but they wouldn't do any of it if they didn't actually enjoy spending time together! plenty of these sports bromances do similar things it's just that of the F1 bromances, carlando caught on with the 1D rpf conspiracy theorist pipeline by ticking every box. you'd think they'd catch on that it's all the ones they're convinced are RealTM that end up flopping butttt

but yea I remember the ask linking to ppl saying that landoscar and charlos are PR and to this day it's like did they just want to face a deluge of constantly being proven wrong or ??? esp the fact that Charles and Carlos get absolutely zilch out of their dynamic this season (and forever after that) - especially Carlos who could easily decide to just be blandly polite to Charles and focus on buddying up to a hopeful new teammate if charlos was purely PR. even when they play it up, it's not cynical and they make it clear. but the way they've chosen to deal with this whole circus in a joint way is like damn. they're not besties or anything but they respect the fuck out of each other and talk a lot about how to deal with being friends and also teammates.

and landoscar literally has no bromance content, no fake gay, not even excessive touching or physical proximity, Oscar isn't remotely interested in being camera friendly, they don't document any of their time together when it's not official media, and they don't remotely play up to the cameras together. the ship literally exists bc two guys like to watch each other with sweet dopey smiles, they are on a freakishly similar wavelength, have immense respect for each other, Oscar has observed and learned Lando to almost worrying degrees, and Lando has no filter so when he keeps having horny verbal burps about Oscar's body that make the people around them uncomfortable or awkward - and that Oscar just blushes and giggles through. it's absolutely not planned or strategic bc what a horrible strategy to try and convince fans to ship them like carlando and dando askflgsajlgflaf.

like, everything about Lando and Oscar's real life dynamic and friendship is one of the few cases where they're categorically known to not cynically try to promote it for fans and they don't play up to the cameras for engagement. literally they like each other and get on well and it's just. like that !!

[imaginespazzi]

Look at me being on here right as you reply to my ask, bestie!

Ok you're right, i went AWF on Paige, and I have since calmed down (but still a little pissed at her). Cause i mean like look how excited lil Stephie was to tell her that they were keeping her forever and she had to go be a dumb blonde. Stephie definitely deserves a soda after that night, you really put her through it 😭

Oh honey, i just know whatever you write for the break-up will be a masterpiece; i still remember the scene from the ucla fic (their last fight before not speaking for a year??) and you executed that perfectly. I mean, I may be biased cause you know UCLA fic is that baddie for me lmao but i still stand by my statement! (side note: I re-read the UCLA fic recently and omg chapter 4 will never not do it for me every. single. time.)

Also super interesting to see the duality of reactions of whether that was super angsty or not. I think Azzi not immediately "over"reacting and choosing to stay and give Paige time softened the blow a little bit, but any chapter with a sad Stephie is already too much angst (i love that fictional little kid sm lmao; sorry the baby fever be baby-fevering so i think i'm projecting 😂)

Hmmmm thoughts on the ND game... well bestie, I actually predicted we would lose that one especially once Azzi wasn't available so I think I was already mentally prepared for it (i know, i know, i'm sorry for the lack of faith but well, they didn't prove me wrong soo 😭). But nah, look i think similar to what others have said; our inability to make 3s and defend 3s was a real killer but most of all, there was just no energy, no real desire or fire to win it - that was probably the most disappointing. But look, if we were gonna lose one game, I make my peace with that being the one cause it's earlier in the season, and it's an away game against a very very good team. And i want a good revenge story in March 😈

I will say though, the only time I've really been moved by the team so far this season was the Louisville game. I just would like us to consistently string together 4-quarter performances and look, I know we're a young team so I'm sure they'll get there eventually. But yeah, hope to see more improvement than I have so far. Loved Morgan's game today though! And I really really hope Jana and Ice get it together ASAP!

Can't wait for Azzi to be back (hopefully Tuesday or Saturday 🙏🤞 cause yes otherwise i might join you in the crash out if I don't get to see Azzi hoop again expeditiously). And Aubrey coming back Jan 1?? Exciting times!

Also, I just remembered me making a comment about me being team Logan and I already knew you were team Jess, l just knew it. We'll just have to agree to disagree on that, babes 😌 (I'm right in this instance)

Oh and finally, that first draft memo version of my boy only breaks his favorite toys keeps popping up on my tiktok and I always think about GH Pazzi whenever I hear the "just say when, i'd play again, [she] was my best friend and that was the worst part".

Ok i'm done now LOL.

Good luck on your exam, Nivi! 🫶

-🙋‍♀️

Hello hello again bestie <3

Yes I think Stephie probably should get her soda after that night. I mean first she hand to endure all that awkwardness while literally carrying the convi, then her Mama yells at her and then Miss Buecks does this? LET STEPHIE CHUG SOME SODA!

That was one of my favorite scenes to write in the UCLA fic fr fr so I'm hoping the breakup-fight comes just as naturally to me as that one did. Bestie you are my angst fiend fr cause chapter 4 was probably peak angst but no yeah, that fic is quite literally yours lmao.

I did pick a slightly more *mature* reaction that just straight up "fuck you, get out" lol.

YES REVENGE! I really do wanna see ND in March like I think with Azzi and Aubrey back and hopefully Ash truly out of her slump as well as an improved Jana, we're gonna be a whole other team and so will they but I need that revenge game so bad.

Louisville was definitely their most complete performance and I know you sent this before the Iowa State game, and so you might disagree now and other will probably as well, but I actually do still think Louisville was our best game of the season.

Oooooof that lyric hit HARD

[saintlaurentproblems]

I don’t think they are pr because it’s not really serving a purpose to the public. The only thing I can think of is it’s a business partnership. Maybe to help open doors for Taylor.

It's not mainly for the public but for his obsessed fans. My friend send this ask to me the other day

https://x.com/rebecca_la1428/status/1747789007423934946?s=46

ignore the account who posted it if you want but I send this because I just came across this part of the Zane Lowe interview. You know not everyone will agree with me but it’s clear to see: Harry knows that he won’t be on top forever and his team very well knows that. But in the back of his mind he still hopes that he will be a legend some day. He’s humble and all but you can really see he wants that. So his team try’s to act all unbothered on the outside and he himself kinda as well as if he‘d stopped interacting on sm because it doesn’t full fills him or whatever and because it’s so toxic etc. It’s toxic, no question but that’s only a tiny reason why he left sm like that. His team wants to make him look mysterious and proof they can basically remove him from the public for a while and he has still the ability to come back as if he had never left (just like he describes in the video). But the thing is, he is never really away!

His team is playing games and in constantly ‘leaking‘ something or that buzzcut reveal or the lime bike stuff and especially the PR relationships (that are there but used really subtle to keep the fanbase interested! That’s one of the major things why it’s happening!) Like he says, the business is really fickle and only loves you back a certain amount of time and if you give them something back. Imagine him just dropping off of the face of earth for 2 years and we maybe getting a glimpse of his knee or a blurry solo pic every few months, harries WOULD move on so fast and forget about him! They had nothing to project their phantasies on so they would be looking for someone they could do this with. If he’d come back he would still be popular but not anywhere near before. His team is hyping him up to harries and that’s why harries live in a bubble and think Harry would be way to famous to ever needing PR or anything. I know this is some sort of psychological thing I just can’t remember the name of that phenomenon now but it’s a thing. He’s being kept in the minds of harries with all those shenanigans because they rely on them to hype him up so he’s never really fading away in a way. But that’s not what real legends are. Real legends ARE able to go away for a while totally and when they come back it’s as if they‘d never left

So...

There definitely is an art to maintaining mystery as a pop star. But it doesn’t always work for everyone. Harry (his team) has done a good job at leveling up his stardom and surpassing his peers in a short amount of time.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Uuuehghhuhggh touching grass touching grass and I’m lowkey SICK OF IT I just wanna do nothing now RAGGH ok but EPINAGI CHAPTWR BROOOOOO NAGI AND CHIGIRI IM CRYING NAGIS EYE SPARKLE TOO GOODBYEEEE

U20/3rd selection yuki truly on TOP like that’s the yuki that karasus afraid of in fwtkac and pursuit ugh he’s such a gentleman Noel noa PLEASEEE PUT HIM ON THE FIELD

LMAOO THE REUNICLUS ANALYSIS it’s even better when you remember it’s a psychic type and it’s probably using that to backup its claims like “trust me im a psychic type i can read minds and I saw the future and they get married #canon”

Am I hearing that there’s potential for the first yuki fic on the miraverse…..

NO I STILL FRESH EDITS AND ANJMATIONS OF THAT SCENE it’s got everyone in a chokehold (they better throw in a juicy anime only Karasu scene SOON) wait lowk I bet that Karasu panel is gonna be animated next ep?? Since the match is definitely kicking off and I remember that being one of the Karasu “intro” panels

That’s only such a flex though like “oh yeah I’m zooming in from my horse nbd” LMAOO it’s okay the abs will forever live on via this post on your blog or maybe this is a sign to start writing and riding more /hj

- Karasu anon

AHAHAHA THAT’S SO REAL sometimes after i’ve been too busy irl i need an entire weekend to recover from it and do nothing 😭 praying you get through it all and can return to being chronically online once more /j unrelated but i’ve seen so many tik toks that i need to send someone so i’m just to link them all at the bottom KFHFHSHS

THE EPINAGI CHAPTER WAS SO GOOD AS ALWAYS fire tabieita panels + BAROU LOOKED AMAZINGGGGG OH MY GOD and yeah the nagi chigiri scene was so cute i hope people realize how genuinely nice nagi is like yeah he’s a little emotionally oblivious but he really does mean well for the most part 🙁 he was so worried abt chigiri it’s such a contrast to isagi literally SHOVING HIM TO THE GROUND in first selection (i forget if isagi knew about chigiri’s leg atp or not either way it was insane work on his part)

YESSSS THIS ERA OF YUKI IS SO PEAK truly the man of all time…the only one to make fwtkac AND pursuit karasu shudder in fear/mediocrity 😫 he’s so kind and gentle and handsome and perfect it’s insane HAHAHA like i just love him sm

HELPPP reuniclus fake prophet era??? imagine nagi’s birthday is coming up so his pokémon band together to raise money to get him a gift or smth and reuniclus just tells people’s fortunes and then uses his psychic powers to manipulate things so that what he predicted happens LMAOAOA the entire team is pulling scams and doing anything to get money until one of them (probably arcanine) realizes that can just ask reo for funds 😭

YESSSS omg wait technically yuki has an oaeu entry should i do his next 😧⁉️ it’s possible…it’s certainly possible…

YEAHHH I THINK SO that panel is like one of the first we get of him playing and considering he’s also the first of the team to get the spotlight (since he’s isagi’s main opp as well as the highest ranked besides rin/shidou) we will almost definitely get it saturday or at least i’m praying!! we’ll also get isagi calling him a villain which will def pull a chuckle out of me because he’s just silly baby tabito please 🙁 he’s not evil he’s just a loser

LMAOO abs gone but never forgotten 😭 unfortunately it was a combo of riding every day and then walking my dog for 6-8 miles daily because it was the pandemic so i had nothing else to do!! so that era will never be repeated…now i ride other people’s horses too so i leave my phone in the barn in order to be #respectful HAHA so i will have to regain them in some other way

OKAY TIK TOK PALOOZA BELOW ‼️

BAROU edit oh my god they did him so well in ep1 it’s insane

this shit lowkey converting me to itoshism…NOO who said that

nagi edit with a karasu cameo AND slandering isagi truly this was made for me

this is also cracking me up because i’m slow i didn’t realize otoya was referencing smth HAHAH just makes him even funnier

most normal pursuit tabieita interaction

THIS IS THE ONE I WANTED TO SEND THE MOST LMAOAAO it’s literally oaeu aiku and niko @ barou i’ve actually been crying at the visual of them filming this because they would (aiku would do it to go viral and get girls and niko just somehow ends up involved like usual)

[onlyjaeyun]

COLD HEARTS J U S T STARTED AND LMFAOAOAOHDAKDJ DAWG WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THESE GCS 😭😭😭😭 easily one of the most unhinged gcs i’ve ever seen ngl 🤞 first of i cant believe that we’re about to start another smau again god bless you zadie and your unreal brain cells 💯 now the fact that u made the maknae line 4liferz makes me emotional like a lil bitch cuz they have a soft spot in my heart like they’re literally alvin and the chipmunks i LOVE THEM 💔💔💔💔 they’re so cute and unhinged ngl me and riki would actually be besties we would be like this 🤞 forever together forever. LOCKED IN 🔒‼️ second why is everyone coming for my manz jaems 🤨🤨 especially hoon like calm down elsa that’s na jaemin you’re talking about ntm on my boy ❕i love nana i don’t know how im gonna handle him being an asshole 💔 (ik it’s for the plot and it makes everything spicier so im SEATED 🪑) anywho heeseung you WHORE why is this man like this oh lord. idk if you’ve seen that one video of him during their concert where he’s literally signalling girls in the crowd to call him like 🤨🤚 CALM DOWN HELLO???? but that’s literally cold hearts heeseung rn. chill 😨 ANYWHO im so intrigued, perplexed and curious (not sponsored by shinee) about WHY sunghoon & yn had a fight 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 AND IT MADE THEM LIKE COMPLETELY FALL APART?? like what was it about yall about to have me galloping like taemin 🤔🤔🤔🧐🧐🧐🧐 call me detective conan the way im about to investigate shit like it’s a life or death situation 🕵️‍♀️ (i’m not gonna reach shit.) also STAR PLAYER RIKI LETS FUCKING GOOOO ⭐️ younger brother niki whos literally ready to drop out of the entire team for his sister god i love your mind 🙏🏼 he’s gonna be the star of this smau too i can already tell 😁 anywho moving onto the rats that escaped the sewage what was that girl’s name again??? jakyung?? i gen cant remember is she gonna be our sumin of cold hearts ☹️ man im all about women supporting women and feminism ✊ but girl if this mf turns out to be another pick me sumin & shiah’s love child shit i might actually have to get violent 👊 square up hoe i already dONT LIKE HER AT ALL 🤼 anywho yn pls take the job so ur enemies to lovers arc with hoon can start thank you 🙏🏼

i hope you’re taking care of yourself zadie :D love u sending u so many hugs & kisses ! <3

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I GENUINELY THOUGHT I HAD REPLIED TO THIS ALREADY IM SO SORRY BABY 😭😭😭

but firstly thank you SO much for always making my day with your sweet, funny ass messages they're lit my highlight 😭🤍

honwstly knowing you, you'll probably figure out a few bits rather faster bc your brain is like super quick to catch up 👀 can't wait to read your assumptions and ideas !!!!!

and yesss, i haven't included riki in any of my previous smaus so this time he's gonna be the glue of the group!!! and ofc i gave him and yn a super sad backstory to make it even more emotional and i cant wait for you guys to read that!🤍

thank you sm for this baby you made me giggle and ugly chuckle and kick my feet and blush all in the same breath and i love and appreciate you so, so much 🥺🫧☁️

[the8gates]

I was staying away from the internet bc✨mental health ✨ and i just had the opportunity to read the last chapters of 'Come As You Are' and i got VERY emotional lmao. I love it so much. I guess i was always a sucker for Atsuko and Obito since the first chapter of Burnouts and reading how they finally got their happy ending filled me with so much joy. 

anyways, what a journey Atsuko had, huh? i enjoyed reading every single moment of it, from The Shadow Series to Come As You Are. I cried with her, got happy for her and loved every single chapter of her story. 

I remember reading The Shadow Lengthens and loving Atsuko since the first chapter. and i kept reading and reading and falling in love with her story. Maybe it was obvious I was going to enjoy it since Sasuke is my favorite and reading the bond of mother-and-son between them was cathartic. 

I genuinely can't explain with words how much The Shadow Series means to me. 

and then Burnousts and omg??? I thought it was just going to be a little angsty au but it EMOTIONALLY WRECKED ME? LMAO. I love kakashi, (he is my pathetic gaslighting meow meow 💕) but deep down i was always team Obito 

Anyways, this is getting long and I really hope I'm not being weird. I just wanted to say thank you so much for writing Atsuko, i loved every single moment reading her story, from the beginning to the end. 

also, i’m very excited about vampire empire, can’t wait to read it too 🥺💙

ahhh thank you sm!!!!

ya know burnouts was ORIGINALLY was supposed to be a three chapter AU with this idea that kakashi and atsuko would fall in love in any universe. i was going to put them in multiple different settings and write three long one shots. but i got started on that first chapter and just fell in LOVE with writing all the silly young adult drama and the banter so it just spiraled out of control hahaha and THEN i fell in love with obito!! which was out of left field for me lol

maybe i’m partial to her because she’s my first oc, but i love atsuko so much too. it took me a year to write the shadow series and there were weeks at a time where her emotions bled into my REAL life feelings… so i’ll love her forever and i’m sooooo glad other people enjoy her character and that story as much as i do.

thank u again for the message anon it’s feedback like this that inspires me to keep writing (even when life is hectic and hard) ❤️

[kisses4suna]

can you please give me some really soft suna bf headcannons !!!! i love ur works btw ur my fav suna writerr ahh

SUNA RINTAROU BF HEADCANNONS !

☆ featuring. suna rintarou

☆ a/n. OMFG. anon im so sorry this took me so fkn long to answer. im slowly starting to finish requests people have sent in months ago. i love this idea sm tho!! im so sorry again; i literally deleted tumblr and finally got it backk ill be finishing more requests soon and posting drafts, then during the summer ill post WAY MORE FREQUENTLY. (so be prepared for sm more suna content guys ;))

ps. i might make a p2 for post timeskip suna too so lmk if you’d want that !!

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PRE-TIMESKIP BF SUNA

- suna mfing rintarou will raise your standards to heaven bro. even if he’s only in highschool

- his face will be so deadpanned and neutral but the minute he sees you he grows that small smile that he hopes nobody sees

- he talks about you like crazy to his sister but doesn’t even realize it

- “did you see her new insta post? shes so pretty bro how tf did i pull her”

- “i miss my gf rn”

- “hey do you think y/n would want something like this?”

- his sister loves you, but is so tired of her brother constantly talking about you

- he would choose you over anybody, and anything. even over his airpods. which says a lot for suna

- will literally do anything to spend time with you. he will drop as much as he could on his schedule for you. he just genuinely wants you to be with him all the time. (he’s so clingy its cute but he hates admitting how attached he is to you hes like a lil koala bear hanging onto his branch)

- without you even knowing he signed you up to be a manager for his volleyball team just so you could spend time with him at his practice

- this mf so obsessed with you he got hit in the face with a volleyball because he was too busy looking at you instead of paying attention to the actual practice

- he will ‘go to the bathroom’ during practice just to sneak off underneath the bleachers to give you a quick kiss and talk to you.

- suna isn’t dumb he’s actually really smart just very lazy, so if you were in advanced classes he would literally get his grade up, request a transfer to your advanced classes, just so he could spend more time with you there

- plus he loves seeing you seem so smart and focused he thinks you look so cute like that ^^

- he unfollowed every girl on his socials besides you and his sister

- he has a whole instagram highlight dedicated for you and its filled with over 20 stories of you and him together or sometimes just pictures of how beautiful you are.

- his insta bio has your initial with a heart, and says “i love my gf” just for fan girls to back off

- his photo album is way worse. he organized his whole camera roll and has a full album of you which takes up half his storage, but who cares, he doesn’t mind having to delete games he downloaded cause he was bored ( especially if its for you )

- in his notes app he has every little detail about you written down, not in a creepy way, just to remember important stuff about you. like what you hate in people, your fav stuff, etc.

- he dedicates every long song to you.

- also hes like very touchy in private, i mean in public he is too, BUT IN PRIVATE. oh my. he is not afraid to cling onto you.. you will literally have to claw him off you if you have to use the bathroom while your cuddling

- he’s only like that because he loves you so much and he’s so attached to you, he just wants to stay with you forever because he cant imagine losing you

- he asks his mom if he can sleep over at your house as much as he could, the days he can’t, you either go to him, or he facetimes you and you both end up falling asleep on the phone.

- everytime he goes to the mall with his friends or something, he will ask them every 3 seconds “do you think y/n would want this ?” he really just wants to spoil you to show you how much he loves and appreciates you

- sometimes he sleeps late at night rewatching his volleyball games and analyzing his plays, so he bought you a sleeing mask and earplugs so you could fall asleep without the sound or light of the tv bothering your slumber

- he loves being in between your thighs, your fingers tangled in his hair while you both watch tv.

- but at night he loves burrying his face in the crook of your neck with one armed wrapped around your waist and the other placed diagonally on your back while his hand covers the back of your head, almost looking like hes protecting it.

- you’ve genuinely helped him become a better version of himself, when he’s with you he’s at his best, which is probably why he loves you so much. because when he’s with you it feels like he’s just at peace, he just falls in love with you even more everyday.

- he hates thinking your love is puppy love and it wouldn’t last, and some nights when he’s not with you, he’ll overthink like crazy, really just wondering why someone as perfect as you hasn’t left him yet, or why are you even with him in the first place ?

- little does he know, he means as much as you mean to him, and you don’t plan on leaving him anytime soon.

[lvrdream]

dress | dreamwastaken

summary/request: anon said: Love your dreamxtaylor imagines, can you do one based on dress? dreamwastaken x fem!reader warnings: lyrics in italics, light implication of smut mainly from the lyric, implied influencer reader

a/n: thanks sm for the request! i really enjoyed writing this, and i really hope you like it! feel free to send more taylor songs, i have a lot of fun writing them!

our secret moments in a crowded room they've got no idea about me and you there is an indentation in the shape of you made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

y/n wondered how her chat hadn't caught on yet. countless streams where dream shamelessly flirted with her, almost never not in call with her, teasing from their friends... all things that should have given the truth away, but y/n realized that they had acted this way for a lot longer than they had been together. inseparable since the day they first met.

even before the pair had met in real life, or even before dream showed her his face, he had left a mark on her, like the lines left on her skin from a goodnights rest, but forever there and felt, permanent on her heart like a tattoo.

all of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation my hands are shaking from holding back from you (ah, ah, ah)

before they finally admitted their feelings (with lots of encouragement from sapnap and george), discord calls were filled with silence, tension building from late night calls where they eventually gave into the sleep they so desperately needed, and failed the desire to stay awake in hopes the other would finally say those words the other had been desperate to hear.

y/n remembered her hands shaking when they were alone in call together on more than one occasion. she was so scared what would happen if she were to blurt out those three words that seemed to live on the tip of her tongue whenever she was in the presence of her best friend.

say my name and everything just stops i don't want you like a best friend

"y/n?" he had said, in a tone that was unfamiliar to anything she had heard escape his mouth before. she had been so used to what twitter called his 'leo energy,' full of confidences and hints of cockiness, that when his tone had shifted to something so vulnerable and delicate, everything seemed to stop. she was no longer aware of the hours of sleep she was missing to stay in call, she was no longer thinking of the hate she received for simply breathing the same air as twitter's beloved dream team, she was no longer stressed about the next thing on her to-do list. she was completely entranced by dream's voice.

so when he confessed his feelings for her, she simply replied, "i don't want you like a best friend," and that would be coined at the start of a very happy relationship.

only bought this dress so you could take it off carve your name into my bedpost 'cause i don't want you like a best friend

she would proudly admit to only buying the nice dress in hopes that it would entice dream into taking it off of her after one of their dates. the dress was nice, but she wondered if dream would agree that it simply would look better pooled on the floor next to her bed.

and she didn't care about the girls before her and especially not the partners before him, she just knew that she wanted to spend forever with him, in his sweet embrace. no more notches to be added, his name simply cared into the wood of her headboard, and tattooed on her heart.

inescapable, i'm not even gonna try and if i get burned, at least we were electrified

she had always known, she guessed, that the relationship was meant to happen. meeting online and quickly falling for his sweet words and warm personality that she only seemed to receive, it had all felt inevitable.

and she knew that even if she got hurt along the way, nothing was better than the friendship turned relationship she shared with dream, and maybe she also knew that there would never be able to make her feel and blush the way the blonde boy did.

i'm spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we're both drunk everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing about

a couple of months into their relationship, she had been staying with dream, and decided to get wine drunk in the bath. nothing was ever more stressful than dealing with constant hate online, especially when being online was your job. that day, her twitter mentions turned into a war zone after finding out that she had been staying with dream and sapnap, she couldn't help but be glad that they didn't know about her relationship with dream so that she could avoid all the comments relating to that.

she had been barely tipsy when dream came in, admiring the way she looked; bubbles up to her chin, hair pulled away from the water, and a full glass of wine spilling into the water with her.

silently, he also observed the tenseness of her shoulders and the frown on her face, "they don't know anything, you know?" he had said as he knelt by the tub next to her, leaning an elbow on the edge and using the tips of his fingers of his free hand to move a piece of hair away from her eyes, and rub some sort of relief to the furrow of her brow.

her eyes opened and she paused with a questioning expression, so he continued, "about you, about us... anything really. they don't know how happy you make me, and have made me since the minute i met you. they don't know how you always know exactly what to say to bring me back from the cliff i am about to jump off of when all i want to do is rant about how much they piss me off... they don't know how much i... love you."

it had been the first time he had said it in a form that wasn't obviously platonic (except that one time he had said it when ending a call and then apologized because he didn't mean it... well he didn't mean to say it at least, looking back now, he knows he meant it, and he was sure that he would forever mean it), "you love me?" she asked, so softly, and tears welled in her eyes, everything just piling up from the day, the confession seemed to bring so much relief to her, she couldn’t help her body’s reaction.

"please don't cry," he pouted, moving his hand to her cheek, where his thumb rubbed smooth circles.

"i love you too," the pressure of keeping such a small sentence a secret left her, and dream watched as the tension in her shoulders visually deflated. he couldn't help but grin and lean across the side of the tub to kiss her, not caring about the water that was bound to get on him. she wasn't the only one feeling drunk anymore.

flashback when you met me your buzzcut and my hair bleached even in my worst times, you could see the best of me

the day they had met had been engraved into both of their brains, dream remembered how she had looked when he looked on her stream. she had still been a small streamer, he himself barely had a name in the content world either, and her camera was grainy, and dream knew how much she hated the way she had her hair cut at that time, but dream thought she looked beautiful despite it all. but dream had later considered that it wasn't her looks at all that made he so beautiful but the way that she had made him feel so warm on the inside and it was actually her personality that made her so attractive.

flashback to my mistakes my rebounds, my earthquakes even in my worst lies, you saw the truth of me

y/n could recall the first time she knew that she had some sort of more than friend feelings for dream. it had been shortly after they’d met, an ex had torn up her heart and while she had tried to mend the pieces with hookups, dream was always one call away, no matter what.

because even when she was lying to the internet and even him about her whereabouts, embarrassed about how she had felt so insecure, he already knew without the need for her to explain.

she knew she felt something more when she noticed that while she was out ripping her heart into smaller pieces, leaving a trail of tiny pieces behind her, he was always one step behind her, picking up the broken pieces and storing them for safe keeping.

and i woke up just in time now i wake up by your side my one and only, my lifeline

when she realized the way she felt, it felt like she was finally waking up after a long nightmare, and turning to her lover in the bed next to her. and even though he wasn't actually right next to her when she woke up every morning, nor was he her lover yet, it all still felt the same.

when they got together, it felt like he was pulling her up from underneath the water where she was about to drown. like he was breathing fresh air into her lungs. and she could never be more thankful for the mornings where she felt the feeling of waking up next to someone she loved when she got the chance.

he was her person, and she was sure she would never let that feeling go.

[andsheloved]

YAYY HAPPY DRABBLE DAY BESTIE

this week will you please give us another super fluffy loki drabble with #13 from your ‘ways to say i love you’ prompt list 🥰🥰

as always pls take all the time you need or discard this if it doesn’t inspire you! have a v lovely day miss madeline queen of fluff i love u sm 🌷

mia i know i have already said this but this request made me scream and jump and dance around my apartment for a minute because it's simply. so cute. my heart. also... queen of fluff... i'm crying please you are too nice mwauh please take this forehead kiss :)) this made my soul so very happy and i hope you enjoy this my dear, mwauh!!

pairing ~ loki x gn!reader

word count ~ 1k

prompt ~ #13: asking for hugs and kisses from you out of the blue

warnings ~ pre-dating fluff, touch starved loki(??), minor awkwardness, mutual pining.

You could never quite put your finger on why you found Loki of all people so glued to your side, not that you minded, but for someone so characteristically distant and cold towards others, it was a bit of a shock to say the least.

You remembered the first day you had met him, the rest of the team had briefed you on the god before he came in, as if you hadn't been watching the news when all that happened, and you couldn't help the small, chilling shiver that ran up your spine when he finally walked through the conference room door.

There was an air of self assured confidence when he entered, a slight sneer on his face as he quickly scanned the room.

You assumed that someone like him would stand at the back of the room as opposed to sitting with everyone else. Even if no one had told you, you would've assumed he was royalty just from the way he towered above everyone else.

His eyes widened slightly and you hurriedly turned your gaze, mindlessly tapping a pencil on the table as if you hadn't been openly ogling the man just seconds ago. Your heartbeat quickened, watching his shadow from the corner of your eye as he sauntered around the large table, thoughtlessly passing the other members of the team in their chairs,. Just when you thought he would pause, when he would settle himself in the distant, dreary corner, he continued.

It was then when you realized the empty chair to the left of you.

You had to actively stop the anxious whimper that threatened to escape your lips as the chair beside you was pulled from under the table.

"May I?" His smooth voice had you turning embarrassingly fast in your chair to face him.

"Of course" You smiled, before quickly turning back to face the front of the room.

You heard the quiet hum of satisfaction that rumbled through him as he adjusted himself in his seat.

You weren't afraid of him, not even after all the dramatic prank horror stories Thor always managed to bring up at every gathering. Not even after you had seen him lurking in the shadows at every party, meticulously examining the crowd as if he were some sort of vampire looking for his next victim. Not even after all the videos Tony would show you of New York, warning you to be careful around him.

You weren't scared, though your heart still thundered in your ears regardless, and you prayed he didn't have some super-godlike-hearing that Thor negated to tell you about.

Just as Steve was about to begin the meeting, your breath hitched in your throat at the hushed, but still recognizable sound of a chair scooting across the floor beside you reached your ears.

Your eyes flickered to look beside you, and sure enough, he was there.

It was barely noticeable really, and you probably wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't heard the quiet shuffle of his chair.

You saw how his face still remained that, solid, focused expression like nothing had happened at all.

Maybe nothing did happen.

The room felt a little warmer though.

It seemed like forever had passed since that moment, and though his surprising touchiness had gotten bolder and more apparent, it still never failed to catch you off guard.

The first time he asked you, the world's temperature seemed to spike in seconds.

He had just returned from a mission, and you could tell his exhaustion by how he trudged over to you, his shoulders slumping as he collapsed onto the couch beside you.

His arms and legs were draped over the side of the couch, his head only inches from your lap.

"Welcome back." You cheerfully whispered in the darkness, it was much too late for you to speak any louder.

He grumbled something unintelligible into the fabric of the couch in response.

"Rough time?"

Loki finally, begrudgingly pulled his head up to finally look at you. "Very."

You hummed at his answer, continuing to flip carelessly through your book.

You could feel his eyes still glued to you, and the sensation made you squirm as you placed your book on the side table.

He had a tendency to stare sometimes, not unlike some of the others that lived in the tower, but this time it felt different, more pointed, as he studied you.

"Could I-" He sighed, "May I hug... You?"

His voice sounded small and almost fearful as he spoke, you weren't sure if you had ever heard him like this.

Being completely honest with yourself, you wouldn't have minded if he just fell onto your lap in the first place, but there was something undeniably charming about his shyness over the question.

"Yeah-" You answered, much too quickly for your own liking as you cleared your throat, "Sure." You finally sputtered.

He pushed himself from his original position, now sitting up beside you. "Are you certain?" He asked, turning to you, "If you aren't comforta-"

"Loki, I'm sure." You interrupted, smiling.

You looked at his face, his darkened under eyes told you everything you needed to know.

He needed this.

He swallowed, and you watched as he slowly reached his hands out to touch you, hesitating for a second.

You saw how his eyes lingered on his hands for a moment, before they flickered up to you, silently asking for your permission to touch you.

Your heart broke for him, how long had it been since someone had allowed him the comfort of touch?

"I'm sure." You repeated, nodding softly.

He slowly reached for you, languidly leaning into you as he snaked his arms around you.

His head rested on your shoulder when his arms finally settled around your torso. You expected some sort of nervous energy to stop you from giving into the embrace, but despite the fact you two had never hugged before, something about his arms around you felt right, like this moment was just waiting to happen ever since your first meeting.

In the silence, if you listened closely enough, you swore you could hear his heartbeat.

And it was just as fast as yours.

i am sending every single loki hug your way my dear!! literally every single one. no take backs. i hope you enjoyed this one mwauh all my hugs to you always!!

and if you want more touchy loki, check out this one!!

as always, likes, comments, and reblogs are always, always appreciated!!

want more loki? check out my masterlist!!

[sunniewrites]

writing?? (maybe not) an explanation to my leave and my official leave

hey guys its sunnie here :) what is up?

first of all, happy holidays and happy new year!!! hope you guys have been having a good time since ive been gone.

my life has been totally crazy since i decided to move to another account (which i am so done with)

for example, i got a boyfriend!! he’s so amazing and i love him sm <3

i started taking better care of my mental health (ignoring how many times ive cried this past week)

im on volleyball team with my amazing teammates and my awesome coaches.

ive met new friends and new people who i love and adore.

there has been so many changes in the past few months that i cannot believe what has happened. im not the same person from 4 months ago and that shows a lot because i have so much room to grow.

now for my writing account.

i love writing yknow? its one of my passions and i cannot believe how i started this account. everyone who has followed me from the start to now is so so so amazing and thank you all for support and believing in me.

i just want to say, i am done with writing on tumblr. no matter what account im on, i dont think ill ever write again on tumblr.

you guys are an amazing community who has done so much for me, i cannot believe how far ive come and i love every single one of you. but, writing on tumblr just isnt my passion anymore.

this place and account will always hold a special place in my heart, the people ive interacted with (no matter if they’re still here or not) are so amazing and you guys have given me so much love.

i love all of my mutuals, you guys are the best part about this app. i will forever remember every single one of you okay? <3

im not deleting this account, but i will be changing it. you guys can still read all of my old posts but i’ll probably js archive this account or make in into just an account for my thoughts.

this is an end to an era, and end to my beautiful 2 years on this app (i think??). i loved every moment, every fanfic, every interaction and just everything in general.

well then my loves, goodbye.

remember this as the day sunniewrites fell, and as the day a new person arises ;)

[troubatrain]

cowboy like me - m. barzal

a/n: omg suddenly she remembers how to write - so this is bigger than a blurb but definitely shorter than a fic so i’m calling it a baby fic!! i really haven’t written anything i love (or have been able to finish) in weeks so this feels really good to post so i hope you guys like it!!!

tagging @texanstarslove & @hookingminor because they both read this ahead of time to tell me it’s not trash (and i appreciate it sm!!)

“...and the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up, and the old men that I've swindled really did believe I was the one...”

She’s only here for her inheritance.

I heard she was dating a CEO but she got caught having an affair with his assistant.

Careful Barz, you might be next after that contract.

Mat’s gaze was held on you while he listened to his teammates and their wives gossip next to him. Mat saw you twice, maybe three times a year, only when you were forced to show your face at an Islanders event. Other than that, Mat knew no more about than Page Six did about Manhattan’s new up and coming socialite. Your family owned the team, putting a pretty penny in your pocket as long as you kept up with appearances, or at least that’s what Sydney seemed to think. You looked perfect, a silk floor length dress that Mat couldn’t imagine wasn’t made for only your body, hair pinned up perfectly while a pair of earrings hung low. Diamonds for sure. Everything about you was eloquent and expensive, and Mat had heard just about every rumor in the book about you.

Mat felt good about himself that night. He was on a point streak and having a monster season. He was wearing a suit that was tailored to absolute perfection, Mat’s dark brown locks tousled perfectly on his head. There was no reason that he couldn’t just walk up to you and finally take a moment to introduce himself to you instead of gawking at you from afar like he’d been doing since he was a rookie. He was a kid then, and you were probably dating a prince or the son of a millionaire and had no time for a dorky kid from Vancouver. Now, Mat was a man with a contract to match and hopes that you could give him the time of day at least. His gazes lingers a bit longer, watching the way your eyes rolled briefly at whatever that man was saying to you. You excuse yourself, waving your empty wine glass in your and like Mat was stalking his prey - this was the moment.

“You’re not very subtle you know,” You muse, looking over at Mat who was leaning against the bar getting a drink of his own, “And blue’s a better color on you.”

Being a bitch was second nature to you. The way scoring came to Mat or business came to your father and siblings. It was easy to be snarky, because snarky kept people at a distance. Besides, no one thought much about you that didn’t involve how many commas were in your bank account or the constant debate about whether or not you’d gotten a nose job when you were eighteen. If they wanted nothing more than a pretty face, then that’s what you’d give them.

“Noted,” Mat takes a gulp of his drink, and your eyes linger a little too long at his hand wrapped around a glass, “You want to dance?”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” You hum, taking a sip of your drink. Mat Barzal had a reputation that was cleaner than your own, the Islanders golden boy if you will, but you knew better than that. You knew about the revolving door in his apartment and all of the girls who got strung along in hopes they’d get to be the ones who wore that number thirteen jersey to games. Mat Barzal was no saint, and it didn’t matter how many rich men he convinced he was.

“No harm in dancing darling,” Mat husks, voice close to your ear while you desperately hoped he didn’t see the goosebumps on your arm. Mat was throwing you off your game, but it’s a welcome feeling. Darling. You liked that one, tired of the men who constantly called you babe or baby.

“One dance Barz,” You took his hand, letting him guide you to the middle of the tent that your parents had set up on the tennis court in the same home you grew up in. Your hand remained in his, your other gripping his shoulder while you swayed back and forth, “You know your teammates are staring.”

And they were. Mat turns his head, stifling a laugh at Tito’s jaw that was practically on the floor, “Let them.”

“Not afraid of the rumors?” You hum, leaning your head on Mat’s shoulder, “Or are you just like me?”

“Like you?” Mat asks, raising his eyebrows at you, grabbing your and spinning you around before he pulled you closer.

“You don’t want love, just a fancy car or two and girls falling at your feet. You’ll ride into town and leave with more damage done than the time before but you’ll always get away with it. You’ll tell all the stuck up rich people anything they want to hear to keep up appearances. A cowboy if you will,” You explain, a smile on Mat’s face telling you that maybe you nailed it on the head.

“And what if those rumors about me aren’t true?” Mat asks, lips ghosting over yours but he won’t kiss you just yet.

“And what if the ones about me aren’t true?” You quip back to avoid Mat’s question about whether or not you believed any of the shit you heard about him.

“Guess we’ll have to find out.”

***

And so you did. It wasn’t supposed to happen, you took Mat home that night no intentions of ever speaking to him again. He was going to leave your place and you were going to be another notch in his bedpost. Because that’s what the Mat Barzal’s of the world did. And you were right after all, Mat Barzal was a bandit, who stole the hearts of the women he saw and deleted their numbers without a second thought.

Except Mat wasn’t going to that with you, well he was, but when he woke up the next morning to see you perched in the chair by the window in your apartment, sipping a cup of tea - he didn’t want to leave. You looked so normal, your walls finally down in the comfort of your own space and suddenly Mat needed to know why you had them up so high to begin with. Mat found out quickly, it was the pressure of the people around you. Your family needed you to be perfect, but they didn’t think you’d be good enough for the family business like your brothers.

I just hope she doesn’t ruin him like Oliver.

Mat needs someone who’s going to support him.

She’s just going to hurt him and he’s going to play like shit because of it.

“Would you just stop for a second?” Mat had been chasing you three blocks from the restaurant he was having a nice dinner with you and your family at. He wasn’t supposed to hear them, but he did and you were embarrassed, “Darling-”

“Mat, stop just stop,” You sigh, finally slowing down because those stupid heels you chose to wore were killing your feet. You shiver for a second, Mat’s large hands move to

your arms to try and warm you up, “Go ahead, ask what horrible thing I did to drive my last boyfriend away… because it wasn’t my fucking fault. He was using me, just like everyone else does and-”

“I believe you,” Mat rushes out, pulling you into his arms and holding you close. It wasn’t the first time one the skeletons in either of your closets would try and tear you apart, and it probably wasn’t going to last. There was always going to be brunches with his teammates who hounded him about his girlfriend’s past or whatever rumor they were hearing. There would always be times their significant others would grab your arm in a crowd when Mat was having a conversation with another woman like he was going to hurt you. That wasn’t going away, but it also didn’t matter to him at all. All of that was before he locked it down, things were different now.

Mat went back to your place that night, taking note of the way one of his suits was pressed and in your closet for him, like he belonged there. He smiled at it, the blue suit you insisted he bought because it was the best color on him, “You’re not mad at me right?”

“Why would I be mad darling?” Mat sighs, smiling softly at his shirt that you seemed to always steal when you stayed over. You give him a look like the answer was the most obvious thing in the world, “I love you, and I don’t care about the past. It’s you and me now and that’s what matters.”

Mat hadn’t said it yet, waiting for the right moment for him to drop a four letter word he never thought he’d ever use. He’d thought it plenty of times, but he was saving for when the moment felt right. Maybe he’d drop it on the trip you had planned in a few weeks, or after a nice date, but you needed to hear it from him now. He loved you, everything down to the way you snored if you had too much to drink.

“I love you too,” You nod, wiping the last tear that had fallen from your eyes, “Cowboy.”

“Call me that forever,” Mat husks, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, “And ever.”

[grumpymacaron]

jolie, please tell me your ratings/thoughts on the snsd album!! 🥰💖 (only if you want to!!)

hey rin!!! 💝 sorry for taking so long to answer; i have been so busy lately that i couldn't get a good listen til now 😭

i'm not the most eloquent when it comes to music reviewing, but i'll give my thoughts on each track below:

FOREVER 1: it's alright but i wish there was more going on with the track; it felt a little repetitive and i wish they integrated hyoyeon's prechorus bit more. the chorus is very catchy tho, which is very good for a title track!

LUCKY LIKE THAT: i like the a cappella harmony intro, and i think it's got a cute message! but otherwise, i don't think it really left an impression on me. the guitar solo gave, tho :)))

SEVENTEEN: the song really lends itself to hyoyeon's voice, which i really loved; the second prechorus was also really really nice... overall a very easy listen~

VILLAIN: now this was definitely the highlight of the album; i'll expand on this later but i feel like this was a very good break in the monotony that was present in the other tracks. it had the maturity and strength that i was hoping that the album would have more of. (i do think that it was SICK and TWISTED that they had to mention KWANGYA in my ANNIVERSARY ALBUM THO LIKE LEAVE MY GIRLS ALONE WTF)

YOU BETTER RUN: this was the other song i really really liked from here, it's so fun!!! it's got just enough of the experimental noise sm has been flirting with recently for me to be intrigued, but it establishes itself firmly as grown woman music, which is the type of material the girls are more than deserving of now. only nitpick is that i wish there was a genuine bridge in here... if only they did like an aespa's "next level" moment with some yoo young jin harmonies...

CLOSER: this is also smth i'll touch on later, but uh... why is this next to YOU BETTER RUN? anyways... it's got a nice groove, and has a retro sound no one would find hard to listen to. it just doesn't feel very inspired

MOOD LAMP: i'm listening to all the tracks again for one more run as i write it, and the only bit that i vaguely remember was the hyo/yuri bit following the first chorus... it's not a bad song tho; just suffers from the same problem as CLOSER

SUMMER NIGHT: this song actually blended with CLOSER after first listen... 💀 it's cute tho!

FREEDOM: also pretty cute! the biggest thing going for it is the bass-heavy beat, for sure. also glad they had a good amount of adlibs at the end; i was missing that kind of vocal showing-off in the other tracks

PAPER PLANE: it reminds me of f(x)'s Summer Lover and Paper Heart~ it's definitely fitting for the summer, that's for sure! the bridge had a fun synth line too; that was refreshing!

general thoughts: outside of FOREVER 1, VILLAIN, YOU BETTER RUN, i had a hard time differentiating from the tracks; they were nice to listen to but i don't think they took on their own identity within the tracklist. it bothers me that for a 15th anniversary album, i don't feel like the sm songwriting team gave SNSD enough of their best material to fulfill the number of songs they set.

i also think that sm didn't showcase the girls' vocal prowess enough for me; for a milestone like 15 years, i would like to see a sense of commitment to showing the skills that cemented snsd's legend status, and with ten tracks the songwriting team had more than enough space to provide that.

that being said, i really really enjoyed VILLAIN and YOU BETTER RUN and as stated earlier, they gave me a glimpse of what i hoped a new snsd album would provide. i also think that none of these songs are unlistenable; i can recommend this album to people just learning of them and rest assured that they would find it an enjoyable listen.

EDIT: just noticed i didn't touch on the tracklist order but like what actually was that. why were VILLAIN and YOU BETTER RUN in the middle. they weren't that related to the other tracks but it was so jarring to just hear them and then pivot 180º to listen to CLOSER and MOOD LAMP 💀 it really lends to the feeling that the team tasked with creating this album just didn't put enough thought into it.

tl;dr: i wish the songwriting team put more care into the track variety and album concept so stuff didn't feel generic, because they definitely had hard hitters in here that showed me that if they wanted to, they would give us some real bangers.

[a-tale-of-legends]

kinda new to your blog so sorry if youve already said these, but for the ask game- what are all of your ocs' starters? and do they have nicknames?

Hello!!! I hope you're enjoying your time here on my blog!

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Jin: Hello! My starter was treecko. She's a Sceptile now, haha. Her name is Vivian.

Kohaku: Oh man, remember when we first got our starters?! Oh that was so long ago....anyway, I chose Torchic -

Jin: Because you wanted to kick my ass back then.

Kohaku: Hey, I had Haru way before you got Vivian! And it's not my fault you lost to me on your first battle-

Jin: I'm only teasing, dear.

Kohaku: Yeah, yeah....anyway! Haru had been my since.... forever! He's a big strong Blaziken now too !

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Kenji: Oh! Starters? Ooooh hold on, I'll be right back! * Runs off shouting* TATUM!!!

Aiko: I don't have a tradition starter, since I already had Louie, my Azumarill. I've had him since he was an Azurill! Though I think my dad, Professor Elm, was planning to give me a chikorita until someone stole her.

Silver: You said countless of times that you didn't want a starter!

Aiko: True. But I like bugging you, so-

Silver: Oh my god-

Kenji, carrying a Feraligtr: OKAY I'M BACK!* Places the Feraligtr down* Sorry that took a bit. She was sparring with Apple.

Silver: Did you really have to carry here all the way here? You have her PokeBall.

Aiko: Yes. It means my training is working.

Silver: Chucks training.

Aiko: Which he taught to me and I taught to Kenji-

Kenji: ANYWAY! This is Tatum, with bestest girl in the world! * Squishes Tatum's face* Isn't that right girl?

Tatum: *happy noises*

Kenji: Yep! Ummm....who hasn't said anything- oh Beryl! BEEEERRRRRYYLLLLL-

Beryl: Kenji,I'm right here. I've been here the whole time.

Kenji: Oh. Sorry.

Beryl: It's fine. My starter was a cyndaquil by the way. He's a Typhlosion now. Not the hisuian one. His name is Asher.

Kenji: And that's our starters! THANK YOU FOR ASKING!

Aiko: YEAH THANKS!!!

Silver: Why are you two yelling-

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Danica: .....hey Kiran.

Kiran: Hm?

Danica: What was your starter.

Kiran:......wha? You already know- oh it's an ask.

Danica: Yep.

Kiran: You could have started with that.

Danica: Are you going to answer the question?

Kiran: Alright, fine. My starter was turtwig. He's a Torterra now and his name is Bodhi. There.

Danica: I chose Chimchar. Mostly so Barry wouldn't get her.

Kiran: I doubt that would have done much in terms of Barry's....Barryness.

Danica: Yes, but you love Barry's Barryness.

Kiran: A-and you don't?

Danica: You know exactly what I mean by that.

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Alexis: Starters? Well * gestures to the Samurott on resting near him* This is Kai. Given to me by professor juniper when we started our journey.

Elliot: Lucky for us, Kai had a twin of her own! *points to the Samurott lazily resting his chin on her lap* This lazy bum is River. I love him dearly.

Eva: My starter was Tepig! Her name is Hazel and she's the best!

Wayne: I never really planned to get a starter, or be a trainer in general. But Clay- I mean, Dad convinced me to get one. I got a snivy! Her name is Lexi and....is it surprising to say she's fully evolved?

Eva: Nah, you're just a cool trainer.

Wayne: Hehe....thanks.

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Okay so as much as I want to rp the xy protag and sm ones, it gets difficult as I'm doing a nuzlocke of y, so any team building for that is up in the air. However, I made a rule that the starter cannot die . For the SM protags, Ames has a starter, but Poppy is a bit hard for me write now.

Basically, Jude has a Froakie who I'm currently naming Zephyr, Dante is getting a chespin with no nickname right now. Amsonia got a Rowlet who I forgot the name of. Whoops. Poppy is a difficult case given I need to figure out how he fits into my version of sm.

Okay back to the rp!

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Naomi: O-oh! Hello! Um...oh man I wasn't prepared for this-

Carol: Yo! I chose Grookey! His name is Twigs!

Naomi: M-my starter was Sobble! His name is Neptune....

Carol: Water starters with water based names must run in the family huh?

Naomi: I....I guess so!

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And that's it!.....okay no. There's Sakura Ume and Zero Yamamoto. Buuuuuuut. I'm lazy lol. Also I haven't played as Zero yet.

I hope this was too your liking. I may have went overboard for such a simple task, but I had fun and I hope you have fun reading it!

[ever-is-typing]

OMG YOUR PFP IS AMAZING can I please get a joseph scenario where he underestimates the reader? Like at first they come across as weak/super anxious but when it comes down to the wire they’re an absolute badass?

note: aw thanks anon 😊 (robbie is literally baby I love him sm) in other news YES A JOSEPH REQUEST IVE WANTED TO WRITE FOR HIM SINCE FOREVER ☺ WOOOO- also this is gonna be a drabble just because that's the kind of mood I'm in 😉 warning its fucking horrible (note within the note O/P stands for occupation!)

🤺📷 Joseph (Photographer)📷🤺 with a (secretly badass) reader

Warnings: Joseph is a sadistic dweeb and gets trolled

There you were. Y/N L/N, otherwise known as the O/P. Infamously weak, infamously timid... and really, who could blame you? This death game was stressful enough as is- being the last survivor left never did anything to calm ones nerves.

Two of you were already gone, sent back to the manor over what felt like eons ago... it should have been three, but one somehow managed to slip through the exit gate at the very last moment. Your head was foggy, so remembering when was hard, but it didn't change the fact that it had happened.

Miracle or not, one survivor had escaped so far. Not that that mattered, really... all the survivors just wound back up at the manor in the end.

Really, Oletus Manor's games were hell incarnate. Being forced to play felt like mockery from whatever force kept your soul bound here. You endured endless cycles of death and rebirth, an endless struggle for escape that could never be reached-

And yet, despite all of this, there was no despair.

Could this single escape give you hope that a tie was possible? Your fate in this match was yet to be determined...

At least, that was your perspective on all of this. Or, rather, what the hunter had assumed your perspective was.

To Joseph, all of you survivors were the same. Pathetic, miserable worms writhing beneath his heel- you all screamed the same, you all thought the same, you all played the same.

It was so dreadfully boring... and you, the poor, shivering little O/P, were certainly no exception of this. If anything, your shamelessly anxious sniveling only made him loathe you more.

He approached your incapacitated body from behind, looming over you with an unimpressed sneer. The chase had hardly lasted more than a minute- a pathetic effort on your part. You were so close to the dungeon, too... even now, you were still inching towards it, small hands desperately clawing at the dirt for some sort of escape...

Not that that mattered in the end. No matter how close you had come, this match belonged to Joseph. And he was fully bent on ending it.

He harshly dug his heel into your back. Your yelp of pain sent a shiver of satisfaction through him, yet no feeling of sadistic pleasure could compare to seeing your face twist in pain as you were hoisted onto the balloons.

The way those gashes and cuts adorned your delicate face, the way you were silently seething through this torture... it was absolute perfection.

"You could always surrender, my dear. We both know that you've lost." He taunted, a haunting chuckle rolling off of his cracked grey lips.

"Save yourself the anguish, save me the trouble of tying you down?"

"....."

When you didn't reply right away, Joseph was slightly irked. Peasants were meant to speak when spoken to. How could you insult him like this?

When he stopped to glare pointedly into your eyes, he was taken aback- he expected a very specific expression from the meek little O/P. An expression of panic, fear, shame and pain... one that you were depriving him of.

Instead of the cowardly demeanor he had been hoping to bask in, you met his steely glare with one of your own. There was a bitter fire blazing behind your eyes- a fire of some indescribable determination and spite.

Joseph was entirely baffled. What was the meaning of this? Survivors, they had never glared at him with such a passion, especially not one as weak as you. Had all that you had endured caused this change in attitude to spark?

Or could it be that Y/N's spirit was never extinguished in the first place?

Those questions lingered in the Photographer's mind for a brief moment after your gazes locked. He was still confused... intrigued, even.

But you saw the way his sneer dropped. He wasn't as focused as he once was.

This was your chance.

And by God, Y/N L/N, you were about to take it.

The next moments were a hazy rush for the both of you. Every event played out like still images on a camera reel- a final burst of energy caused Joseph to drop you out if shock, while a well-placed kick to the shin bought you some more time.

You could hear him roar in anger as you dashed away, heaving for breath. Your body was practically dead at this point- begging you to stop, to succumb and let it all be over.

Joseph wanted this to be over too- he no longer brandished his sword as the composed gentleman he was alleged to be. Unmistakable outrage and fury made it's home in his blackened eyes. How dare you try and escape him?! The game was lost! There was no hope. Not for you, not for your team, not for any lowly survivor who dared to challenge him-!

You stood atop the dungeon in silence. Joseph stopped to observe you one last time.

There was a very heavy stillness to the scene- like a moment frozen in time. Both of you glaring at each other, both of you knowing that you would jump down the moment he so much as breathed at you.

Either way, your escape was inevitable.

This silence persisted for another brief moment.

Then you cracked a smile.

"You could always surrender, my dear. We both know that you've lost."

And then, with a polite curtsey, Y/N L/N the O/P obtained a miraculous tie.

Your steely defiance was many things to Joseph. He couldn't even begin to process his feelings as you had made your uncharacteristically daring escape.

He knew that he was angry. Outraged by your mockery and disrespect.

He knew that he was intrigued. This change in demeanor was something unexpected- something different. Was the meekness a front for something else? Had he underestimated Y/N L/N?

But then... then there was a feeling that surprised and confused him even further. Some strange sort of... satisfaction. This was something that only he got to see.

Your fiery glare, your steely determination... that was for his eyes only. He was the only one who got to see that side of you... and there was some sort of twisted beauty in that.

He couldn't wait to see it again.