#I’m sorry for the rant no one will see or care about but music means so much to me

[honeyyoubetter-believeitsbutter]

What I absolutely love about Latin American/Hispanic music is how big they are when it comes to covers

When one song is a hit and released to the world immediately you can find five different artists of different genre singing that same song in their style!

They recycle music, tunes, and beats and it never feels like stealing! It’s never repetitive and it never gets old!

Like a song by Joan Sebastian? Wonder what it would sound like if it was in bolero/salsa/bachata? Boom! Charlie Zaa has a whole album in his honor!

Like Juanes’s song La plata? Wonder what it would sound like if it was cumbia? Boom! Los Ángeles Azules did a remix!

Fuck it! You like the English song Blame it on the boogie by the Jacksons and want to hear it in Spanish? Luis Miguel did a cover of it in 1990!

The night Chicago died? Boom! Banda Toro!

You like Back on the chain gang by the Pretenders? Wonder what it would sound like in Spanish? BOOM SELENA 1995

[anifever]

can you pls do an outsiders x Nerdy fem reader? Like, braces boy band fangirl who rants about comics type. Would rather have it being Curtis sister reader but you can do whatever, tyy <33

Gang w/ a Nerdy!Reader ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

The Outsiders x Fem!Reader

୨୧ : The Curtis gang with a nerdy reader

A/N : This is kinda bad bcs I get unmotivated to write sometimes but I swear I’m trying omg. Also I didn’t do Curtis sister simply so it’d be more ambiguous, sorry 💔 Anyways this is literally me except I just don’t have braces anymore

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Darry

୨ You cut pics of The Rolling Stones members, etc out of the newspapers he reads and keep them

୨ He’s confused at first then he’s like “Oh..” when he realizes what’s happening- he doesn’t mind tho

୨ You write the dumbest little notes/pickup lines and put them in his lunch bag for work

୨ He doesn’t understand most of them but he likes them regardless

୨ He read comics here and there when he was a kid, but he definitely doesn’t anymore 😭

୨ He’s always arguing with Pony about those things and just doesn’t really get it

୨ Even though he doesn’t understand yours and Pony’s infatuation with stuff like that, he thinks it’s nice you’re able to bond with each other over it

୨ At some point you convince him to watch one of your favorite sci-fi type tv shows with you whenever he isn’t busy

୨ It’s a pipeline of him saying he doesn’t like it, pretending he doesn’t like it, then being really invested in it

୨ Anyways, even if your interests don’t exactly line up, you still love each other

୨ You rambling over stuff all the time honestly helps him forget about the stress in his life

Two-Bit

୨ He has no room to talk when his favorite show is still Mickey Mouse at the age of 18 and a half

୨ He thinks it’s cute in an endearing way

୨ He makes fun of you a bit but he doesn’t mean it seriously- that’s just how he is

୨ You guys discuss superheroes together and get way too in depth about it

୨ When he sees your room for the first time there’s like little figurines everywhere, etc and he’s just like “Huh, I have that one too” while pointing at the Hulk or something

୨ He doesn’t gaf, at least it’s clean unlike his

୨ If you have braces, he’s absolutely making jokes about it

୨ You’re getting called metal mouth but it’s out of love I promise

୨ He doesn’t let other people make jokes about it though

୨ Like that’s his job!!! Leave his girl alone!!!

୨ This man defends you with his life I’m so serious

୨ Anyways, whenever he gets super drunk and he starts rambling the exact same way you do normally so it sort of evens you out

୨ Idk what else to even say because you both just make so much sense- it seems so obvious

Steve

୨ I hate to say it, but he calls you brace-face

୨ Ironic because he needs some himself!!! 😊

୨ You said something along those lines to him once and he was so caught off guard and offended

୨ Even though he’s a smartass and you’d figure he’d be mean abt it, I feel like he’s probably kinda the same as you- at least when he was younger

୨ Bro knows his DC and Marvel lore

୨ You guys are constantly re-watching ‘Godzilla’ together

୨ There’s probably a picture of him from when he was younger dressed as it for Halloween or something too

୨ You have made him go to a concert with you

୨ He didn’t even really care about you freaking out over the guys, he was more upset that you chose The Beach Boys of all people

୨ He considers it “Soc music”

୨ You most likely don’t understand anything about cars

୨ He could sit there for hours trying to explain stuff to you and it just won’t click

୨ He’s like “How can you remember every fucking Beach Boys song but not what an exhaust does??”

୨ Okay you probably aren’t that dense but still

Dallas

୨ Yeahhh, he’s making fun of you

୨ It’s out of love tho 😇 most of the time..

୨ You constantly make references about comics and shows and he has no clue what you’re talking about

୨ You use the word kryptonite around him and he’s like “..What the HELL did you just say to me?”

୨ Most of the things you ramble about, he doesn’t understand, like, at all

୨ Much to his dismay, he can’t help his features from softening when he watches you do it

୨ You definitely gives him a break from all the reckless crazy stuff he does

୨ You use so many big words (they usually aren’t that crazy) and he’s just like “Could you speak English?”

୨ When he first went inside your room, it was covered in posters from movies like ‘Dracula,’ ‘Creature from the Black Lagoon,’ ‘Psycho,’ ‘Frankenstein,’ ‘The Birds,’ etc

୨ At first he was like “Jesus…” but really he thought it was pretty cool

୨ You guys are horror movie enjoyers⁉️

୨ You’re probably more of a geek over them than he is, but it’s just barely (he’d never admit it)

Soda

୨ You definitely fangirl over The Beatles and it lowkey hurts his feelings

୨ You have to be like “Soda.. you literally look like a movie star why are you worried-”

୨ Yes you know Paul’s blood type, time of birth, and who his fourth cousin twice removed is; so what? 🙄

୨ Knowledge-wise you balance each other out

୨ You have amazing grades in all your classes and he’s dropped out 🤍 but on the other hand, you are not very street smart

୨ Like if you have a gun held to your head, let’s hope they’ll ask you trivia about ‘The Twilight Zone’ for your freedom

୨ Anyways, he tries to keep up with and understand the stuff you talk about

୨ Give him time 💔 he’s trying

୨ He probably already knows a bit from having grown up with Pony, but it’s still nothing crazy

୨ He carries around extra wax for your braces in his pocket in case they ever start hurting you (idk if they were invented yet in the 60’s but let’s pretend)

୨ Throws wrenches and things like that at Steve if he says stuff about you

୨ You get pretty insecure since he’s so popular with girls and they usually aren’t like you; but he’s always reassuring you over it

Johnny

୨ You guys read comics together

୨ He’s a spider-man lover and I’ll die on this hill

୨ Someone write Johnny Cade spider-man au rn

୨ He’s constantly telling Dallas to “lay off” when he says stuff about you

୨ Finds your braces cute- he thinks they just add to your charm

୨ Anything that helps him somewhat escape reality, he enjoys; he gladly talks about nerdy stuff with you

୨ He gets along with Pony so well and he has most of those interests, and it’s the same way with you

୨ You guys sit in the lot and stargaze constantly; each time you point out and name the constellations along with explaining their backstories

୨ He listens with a fond smile on his face every time

୨ He thinks it’s cool you’re able to remember all of that

୨ You’re both just so cute I’m crying

୨ Whenever he comes over, he always admires the figures, posters, books, etc you have around your room

Pony

୨ Idc his ass is also a nerd

୨ Maybe not in the exact ways you are, but he definitely still is

୨ You help him in certain classes he’s not doing well in which he is extremely thankful for

୨ You guys also read comics together 😋

୨ Usually you make him read them out loud though since you love his voice and also think he’s good at the sound effects

୨ That being said, you both give each other book recommendations

୨ You guys go to the drive-in/theater together constantly and have heavy debriefings over all of the movies (mainly the sci-fi ones)

୨ You guys are both big fans of Elvis

୨ He’s a fan music-wise, you’re a fan of literally everything

୨ You’ve seen every single one of his movies. Multiple times.

୨ Definitely makes him a little jealous but he tells himself it’s not a big deal

୨ He can’t even be mad at you geeking out when he preforms on TV, he understands

୨ All that being said, you guys actually go really well together

[argentimybeloved]

I hate seeing people STILL defend hoyo/Genshin even after Natlans trailer. I’ve seen so many excuses but none of them really work.

((if I said anything incorrect or accidentally offensive please correct me!!))

Rant(?) UTC

— “It’s a CN (Chinese) company, what did you expect?”

Just because China has a racism/colourism problem does NOT mean anything. You’re going to excuse it just cuz of that?? On top of that, CN players have ALSO disliked the lack of PoC characters. Also, blaming it on the fact that they’re Chinese is racist in itself I believe. You’re generalising a whole country as well.

With the talk that they only care about the CN fanbase is also wrong, cuz again. Even CN player base are mad about it.

On top of all that. Reverse 1999 and Dislyte, 2 games by a Chinese company have AMAZING rep from what I’ve seen and heard. They have a diverse cast and not only do they have a large variety of skin tones for their characters but their designs aren’t sexualised (*cough* Raiden and Yae Miko *cough*)

— “Oh you have (Insert character like, Kaeya, Xinyan, Candace ect) though”

And most of those characters are getting whitewashed by the company still!! Sure we have some character that DO have darker skin. But the art that the company posts of them, you’ll usually find them whitewashed.

I’ve seen people say they should be happy with Iansan.

Why?? That’s one character with darker skin in a nation based off of countries with people with darker skin.

Their skin colour is more ashy as well (as stated from other people I’ve seen, so correct me if I’m wrong there)

If you’re going to take inspiration from various countries for your game. AND make characters based on said countries, represent them better. Don’t just make them white when the people from those countries aren’t.

— “It’s HYV what did you expect??”

Oh I’m sorry, so I shouldn’t have expected for a nation to be accurately represented?

Also, many people who say this, usually have said “oh wait for Sumeru, wait for Natlan”

And now that both of those nations are released it’s:

“What did you expect”

Make up your mind please and thank you :3

And it’s not uncommon for people to wait to see if there’s at least SOME change to a game they enjoy

I’ve actually seen people say “Wait for more characters to be released”

HOW LONG DO PPL HAVE TO WAIT TO GET GOOD REP 😭😭

— “People complain yet still play the game”

People can complain and still play the game.

There’s good aspects to Genshin. The music and landscapes. Animation too. People can enjoy the game for that reason and still criticise the game.

Of course some people can quit the game due to how Genshin deals with PoC characters but others may stay for their own reasons. As long as they don’t IGNORE the problem then fine, they can keep playing. It’s their own choice.

— “They’re not white though!!”

What…

Have you seen the cast from the Natlan trailer??

I have actually seen this as an excuse and it honestly confuses me so much. Do people genuinely think that the Natlan cast isn’t mostly white people?? I hope not…

— “There’s white people in those countries too”

Okay and? Chinese people can also have tanner skin and we don’t have characters with said skin tone in Liyue.

Same with Japan.

What’s your point?

Natlan AND Sumeru are both nations based of countries that have people with darker skin. Yes you may find a white person in those countries too but that shouldn’t be your excuse of why there’s such a lack of diversity in those nations. If there’s a diversity in the countries their based off of, so should the in game nation.

— “Their designs are pretty though!”

(Not rlly an excuse but felt like I should add it)

I’ve seen people saying they like the characters design and think there pretty and that’s fine!! Can’t fault you for liking a characters design. I also do find some of the designs pretty. I will admit. It’s when you defend their designs when it becomes a problem. Just cuz you like a characters design doesn’t mean you can ignore the lack of diversity for PoC.

Especially when they’re the ones being represented

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That’s all the excuses I’ve seen going around. The more common ones, I’m unsure if there’s more (hopefully not…) but if there is feel free to comment about it

Apparently the ZZZ team have talked about their dislike about this whole mess. Which hopefully means they’ll do better but it is also the same company.

I’ve seen a good few concept art of characters who DO have darker skin tones but apparently genshins higher ups made them lighter. Can’t fully confirm that but I have seen concept art with characters with darker skin tone.

Once again, if I said anything incorrect or accidentally offensive please correct me as well!! Thank you :)

(Silently hoping I won’t get death threats for this to the point I have to delete it 👍 - Will likely private my DMs if I can)

[thatdeadaquarius]

Reader that can emit sounds from their memory(like as an aura)

Walk into a room? Why do I hear boss music

Comedic timing? Fuck yeah.

Bored? Jumpscare noise.

Zhongli talking? Jeopardy theme.

Someone is annoying? Earrape.

Think about it!

Hello! I’m the 12th Harbinger, aka as CHIL- bitch shut the fuck up, WHATS UP ITS YA BOY AQUARIUSSS- /ref

lmao imagine you walking into a room like this in teyvat, with like that audio I SAVE BY GIVING IT CPR- TIGHT AS VIRGIN BOY DONT GET NERVOUS-

(also ill stop apologizing for the late replies to these, bc as we all know by now that im slow and u will get answered eventually i promise tumblr most likely didnt delete u guys asks im just hoarding them LMAO)

I’ve been super busy running in circles so sorry about ghosting! I still very much enjoy and love u guys and love seeing you guys enjoy my stuff :’) 

Still cant believe that, but thank you!

JEOPARDY THEME MUSIC WHEN ZHONGLI TALKS

HE’D BE SO CONFUSED

THINKIN HE GOT AN ANCIENT CURSE HE DOESNT KNOW ABT PUT ON HIM OR SMTH BC HE’S ALWAYS BEING STALKED BY THIS SONG-

(tbh unless the person is super observant I dont think most ppl would get that it’s YOU causing this chaos lmao)

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Like I can see Zhongli eventually getting it lol, other ppl I could see after the first few weeks of interacting with you (esp bc you mix it up, honestly it was only bc u kept playing the jeopardy theme over and over when Zhongli ranted on too long that he got it was you 💀):

Heizou (he’s the best detective on all of Inazuma’s islands, ofc he got it! no he will not acknowledge that he totally thought you were hiding a very musical tanuki somewhere on your person at all times lol)

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Alhaitham and Cyno (haitham took like, two hours of walking around town with you and knew, bc he’s a little know-it-all lazy bastard like that, and Cyno is actually just really aware, despite what most ppl think, he’s the General Mahamatra and not just a regular Mahamatra for a reason after all)

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Tighnari (i stg he can like, smell when bullshittery is happening in his vicinity …or... hear?)

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Venti (unsurpringly, he’s totally in love with this power of yours, i mean he definitely loves you cares about you a lot he says, but you’re starting to think he’s just lying to butter you up into pranking Diluc, Barbara, Jean, and really the entirety of Mondstadt more often  including Zhongli just so he can laugh until he’s on the ground again, also he definitely once asked you to make a dragon sound that’s the equivalent of shouting FUCK at Dvalin when he was flying overhead one day)

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Hmm

Hm hm hmmmm

Who elseee, i need a characcctterrr lisstttt…

Albedo (duh, he’s albedo, you think he has an entirely too thick folder dedicated to your recent obsessions, you rant a lot about it while playing and also he can access your browsing history 👀, and he somehow doesn't know that about you?? You’re like, literally one of his long-term, there-for-life, has-bought-a-house-for-free-in-his-head-you- arent-even-on-rent-anymore, hyperfixations or special interests. Autistic!Albedo is autistic, Because I Am Your God, And I Say It Is So.)

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Dehya (always knows when its you walking around near her bc you like to listen to your old world’s songs too often when you arent pranking bitches, she actually rlly likes it and your music tastes…)

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HOLY FUCK SPEED RUN BC GOD THERE’S TOO MANY BITCHES WANNA BE YOUR BABY, RIDING AROUND IN A DAMN MERCEDES-

OKAY-

SO not all in the same way or at the same time, or even the same length of time did they realize you literally change background music or some shit so I’ll let you just- you know okay- like you get it- you get it.

Xiao, Kazuha, Kaeya, Diluc, Ayato, Yae Miko, Keqing, Qiqi, Klee, Sara, Kuki, Nahida, Ningguang, Rosaria, Scaramouche/Babygirl, Dainsleif, Kokomi, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan. 

Jfc got the whole damn pride flag up here

Anyway everybody else outta luck, at least takes em a month or longer to get it lol

♡

Sorry abt the end there i didnt feel like writing out all those bitches bc the few I did before were already longer than I thought they’d be…

Also, I am posting these spam of drafts (and that old follower 100+ event possession headcanons in prep for the next 2 weeks bc I will be really busy, again :/

Got spring break shenanigans this week, then I’ll be running around like a cat with zoomies bc im getting ready to install/actually submit my artworks for the gallery exhibition! 

…wish me luck or prayers or anything good from any god you believe in, I need the strength. 

With love, safe travels,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[seiya-starsniper]

Could I humbly request a Dreamling 1 or 19 for the Soft™ fic prompt meme 👉👈 

1. slow dancing or 19. ‘it made me think of you.’ 

I somehow managed to fit both prompts in here 👀 👀 

Sorry for being slow about this one friendo, work’s been kicking my butt lately but hopefully this was worth it! <3 

Fic could be considered a companion piece to this fill, since I'm such a sucker for weddings ahaha.

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“Please welcome the newly wedded Gadlings!”

Hob pulls Dream excitedly through the entrance to the ballroom as soon as they’re introduced. They’re both flushed with excitement (and wine from the Dreaming) as they wave at all of Hob’s friends from his current life.

The crowd for their wedding reception is sizable, not nearly as large in attendance as their wedding in the Dreaming, but still large enough to cost Hob quite a bit of money in food and alcohol. He doesn’t care. The glowing and easy smile on Dream’s face is worth far more than any worldly currency.

“And now,” the DJ announces once they’ve reached the center of the room, “it’s time for the newly wedded couple’s first dance.”

The lights dim everywhere except for where they are standing. Hob pulls his husband (his husband) flush against his own body and wraps one arm around Dream’s waist, the other settling into his open palm. They move easily together once the piano intro begins to play, and Lionel Richie’s voice echoes throughout the room.

My love There's only you in my life

“You’ve always had a strange sense of humor,” Dream says, brow raised in amusement as they sway and step easily around one another. Hob knows Dream’s body like he knows his own breath, and it is little effort for him to step back and easily maneuver Dream into a quick twirl.

“Excuse you,” Hob says with mock offense as he pulls them back together. “Endless Love is a classic wedding song.”

“Is that so?” Dream asks, eyes literally glittering with stars and mouth turned up in a challenge.  

Hob nods assuredly. “It was Diana’s Ross’s best selling single,” he says, diving into his encyclopedic memory for music. Dream’s expression lights up as he continues to talk.

“Couldn’t escape this song on the radio back in the 80’s,” Hob continues. “It was nominated for a lot of awards. too. You could say it’s one of the defining songs of the decade,” he adds, then wrinkles his nose. “Film’s absolute shit though.” 

“You say that about many films,” Dream notes, probably remembering the time Hob had given him a twenty minute mini-rant on the origins of Tears in Heaven. Or maybe it was Can’t Help Falling in Love. Come to think of it, most of Hob’s favorite records were tie-ins to terrible movies. 

“Yes, well,” Hob shrugs before he pulls Dream closer to him. “Sometimes great music is made for shit films.” 

“So I take it ‘Endless Love’ is not on the list of your ‘must see films’, then?” Dream huffs, tilting his head playfully towards Hob.

“Not even close,” Hob grins before he leans and captures Dream’s lips with his own. The crowd around them erupts in applause and cheers.

When they pull away, Hob twirls Dream once before, before he tilts the Endless backwards into a dip. Dream’s back arches beautifully, and it steals Hob’s breath for a moment before he remembers to pull Dream back up. When their bodies are pressed together once more, Hob dips his head and admits a secret against Dream’s ear.

“I also may have picked this song because I’m a sap,” he whispers, grinning as he feels Dream shudder beneath him. “It made me think of you a lot, you know.”

“Did it?” Dream asks, pulling his head back to meet Hob’s gaze. 

Hob nods as he begins to mouth the next verse, his focus solely trained on Dream: 

And love, I'll be a fool for you, I'm sure You know I don't mind 'Cause you, you mean the world to me

“I think I’m beginning to see the appeal,” Dream says before he kisses Hob once more. 

[solarisstyles]

SPEAK NOW(OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE)

Pairing: Harry Styles x F!Reader Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: angst, pining, stubborn!reader, oblivious!harry Summary: You're too scared to admit you're in love with Harry. Harry is oblivious to how obvious you are. Niall's there. A/N: yes, this is based off the Taylor Swift song.

 “Hey, Niall. Who’s that girl Harry is talking to over there?” You asked, watching Harry as he had what seemed to be a very amusing conversation with a beautiful brunette. 

While the music was far too loud, you could tell that she was making him laugh loudly at whatever she was saying. He was standing too close to her for your liking, and if it were possible, your skin would have been green from the jealousy you felt at that moment.

Niall looked over to Harry, a knowing look in his eyes as he looked back to you. “I think he said her name is Joslin. Judging by the daggers you’re sending her with those icy eyes, I don’t think you care though.” his response causing you to cut your eyes away from her, giving him an apologetic stare. 

“Sorry, you know how I get when other girls get close.” and he nodded, understanding your stance. 

“I just don’t understand why you don’t tell him how you feel.” Niall said. 

You glanced back at Harry and then back at Niall, trying to enunciate the current position you were in, “Rejection isn’t really a kink of mine Ni. He’s clearly preoccupied.” nodding your head in Harry’s direction. 

Niall laughed, shaking his head slightly “Only for the moment. If you don’t make a move though you could lose your chance.”

“You say that like I even have a chance to begin with.” you argued back.

Holding his hands up in mock surrender, “Hey, I’m just saying. You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.” earning a snort and laugh from you. 

“That was very prophetic, Niall. Thanks.” 

He smiled, patting you on the shoulder, “I save the best advice for those I love. You’ll thank me later.”.

  It’s been four months since that night and Joslin was a bigger thorn in your side than you’d ever imagined. Anytime you wanted to hang out, she was there, anytime you called Harry, she was there, even when you would randomly join his family for dinner, she was there. You were thankful for Niall being a generous listener. He was set to be awarded a purple heart for the service he gave to you. 

- - - - - - - - - 

  “I just don’t understand why she always has to be everywhere I go. Is it too much to want time alone with my best friend?” you ranted through the phone. 

Niall sighed softly, adjusting his body to be more comfortable on the couch he lounged on as he talked to you, “I mean, no it’s not. But, that’s his girlfriend. It’s kind of expected for her to be around a lot. Have you tried talking to him about it?” he suggested. 

Rolling your eyes, you let out an unamused huff of air “No. He’s too far up her ass for me to get a moment alone with him to even try that. And you see the way she looks at me! If I even suggested talking to him alone she would bite my head off.” 

Niall couldn’t help but laugh softly, “Yeah, I think the dislikable feeling is mutual on her end too.” he agreed. He had, as she said, witnessed how Joslin would give her looks that could kill if possible. Much like you had given her the night you first saw her with Harry. 

“I don’t know what else to suggest you do though. I feel like you guys aren’t communicating very well and I hate feeling tension between my two best friends.” he confessed, feeling a little nervous about your response. 

It was your turn to sigh, feeling guilty for putting Niall in such a position, “You’re right. I’m sorry that I’ve put you in the middle like this. I love Harry so much, and I love that he’s happy. I just hate that he’s happy with her.” you said, enunciating the last word of your sentence. 

“I know what you mean. And if it helps you at all, I’m not very fond of her either. It all seems very forced on Harry’s end and I wish he would see that he has you right at the tip of his fingers.” He told you, feeling sympathetic. 

Niall knew you were selfless enough to push your feelings aside if it meant Harry was happy, but he completely understood as Harry’s other best friend that you wanted that happiness to be found in the right person. Joslin was definitely not that person either to either of you. 

“You have no idea what a comfort that was to hear Ni. Thank you.” you softly responded, a relieving feeling washed over you hearing that you weren’t alone with how you felt. It was nice to know somebody else felt the same way, especially Niall. 

“Of course. I’m always going to be here for you. You’re my best friend just like Harry is.” he assured you,making your heart swell with fondness. 

“You’re my best friend too Ni. I’m gonna go to bed now. Thank you for listening to me.” hearing him yawn on the other end he then responded 

“Always here to listen. Just give me a call or come over. Goodnight.” he said. 

Telling him goodnight as well, you ended your call, feeling like you could fall asleep without feeling upset about Harry for the first time in months.

- - - - - - - - - 

  It was on Harry and Joslin’s one year anniversary that you could officially say your heart was broken in two. You banged on Niall’s apartment door, hot tears streaming down your bright red cheeks as you waited for him to answer. 

He was quick to do so, instantly pulling you in for a big hug. 

“He fucking proposed!” you sobbed into his chest, your fists clenching his shirt in fear of falling to your knees. 

Niall’s heart broke for you as you cried in his arms. “I know, I saw the Instagram announcement too.” he assured. 

“How could he want to marry her after the shit she said to him?! She called him stupid and said he’d never make a living in the job field he’s dreamed of since we were five.” you sniffled, scrubbing your sleeve against your cheek to wipe away the tears. “She doesn’t even support him.” your words cut through the air. Spite and anger fueling the fire that blazed inside of you. 

“He’s a dumbass.” Niall agreed, softly rubbing your back in an attempt to sooth you. “I told him the same thing months ago when he talked to me about buying a ring. I told him not to make such a stupid mistake. We can all tell he’s not happy, so I don’t understand why he’s taking it this far.” leaning his head on top of yours, he sighed. “It’ll be okay. Hopefully something will bring him to his senses.” you could hear the hopefulness in Niall’s voice. 

And as much as you wanted to have that same hope, you feared nothing would make Harry see sense.

 Being the best friend you were, you sent Harry your congratulations regardless of how broken you felt. 

Harry sent back his thanks and let you know that Joslin would love to have your help with the planning. 

You knew she didn’t genuinely want your input. It was just another way for her to press the dagger further into your beating heart. Not wanting to disappoint Harry though, you agreed to help. 

Joslin dragged you through so many venues for both the ceremony and the reception before settling on one at a country club which just so happened to be where Harry asked Joslin’s dad for permission to marry her after a round of golf one Sunday. Joslin exaggerated the details of it but the thought of Harry doing that stung nonetheless. 

And she knew it. It was like Joslin was getting a sick thrill out of seeing you slowly break. 

You weren’t even in the bridal party but she made sure you were there when she said ‘yes’ to the dress. You couldn’t deny that it was stunning and Harry was bound to be breathless over seeing her in it. You wished so bad that it was you, and it’s like Joslin could read your mind as she looked at you through the mirror in front of her as she tried on dress after dress. 

As you were all leaving the bridal store Joslin softly grabbed you by the elbow before you could walk to your car, “Can we have a little chat?” she asked, her voice oozing in a fake feeling. 

“Sure.” you nodded, turning to give her your full attention. 

“I’m going to just be very transparent with you. I see the way you look at Harry. And frankly it makes me sick that you would be so disrespectful as he’s happily spoken for. I understand you might be having some regrets but he’s mine. We’re going to be married soon and I would really appreciate it if you would back off.” Her words were cold as ice, just as you suspected her to be originally. 

While you weren’t shocked, you couldn’t help but feel taken aback at her sudden need to be so possessive over Harry. 

You blinked, breaking yourself from the shocked stare you gave her in response, your shock quickly turning into defensive anger as you narrowed your eyes at her “I beg your pardon? I’ll have you know that I will not be ‘backing off’ as you demand.” you began, putting air quotations around her words. “Harry has been my best friend since grade school and you will not change that.” You Let her know, standing firm in your position in Harry’s life. 

Joslin laughed in a way that resembled nails scraping down a chalkboard, then leaned in close to you to speak low, “I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to be forceful here but you’ve left me no choice. I don’t want to see hide nor hair of you at our wedding. Is that clear?” she asked, tilting her head in a mocking way. 

“Crystal.” you simply responded, your voice flat with no emotion, eyes as dull as you felt inside. 

Taking that as your que to leave, you walked away from her to your car.

  Your grip on the steering wheel was so tight your knuckles turned white as you drove, Niall’s shrill voice booming through your car’s speakers, “She did WHAT?” he exclaimed. 

“You heard me.” you confirmed, filling him in on the argument between Joslin and you. 

“What a bitch. Harry’s not going to stand for that.” he spoke confidently. 

“Ha!” you laughed out, “That’s if she even tells him the truth. Or at all.” 

Niall groaned, clearly frustrated “I’ll tell him then.” he declared. 

“No, no Niall don’t!” you quickly spoke, a surge of panic rising in you. “Don’t tell him anything. I feel like I’ve caused enough problems as it is and I don’t want to be a problem during what’s supposed to be a happy time for him.” 

Your reasoning caused Niall to roll his eyes,“What are you gonna do then? He’s going to be hurt if you’re not there.” he asked. 

You bit your lip, in thought about your options. “I’ll sneak in. But, I’ll need your help.”

- - - - - - - - - 

  It was the day of the wedding and thanks to Niall your plan was in full swing. 

You sat in your car parked outside the venue where the wedding party was getting ready inside on separate sides. Your leg bounced with nerves as you waited for Niall to text you that the coast was clear. 

Currently the groom party was getting some shots done by the photographer of them getting ready. It was the last task they had to do before meeting up with the bridal party to walk down the aisle. 

Hearing the text alert ding on your phone, you quickly opened it to see Niall letting you know that the coast was clear and that Harry would be alone for a good thirty minutes before it was time for the wedding to start. 

Getting out of your car, you followed the directions Niall gave you to Harry’s room, thankful to avoid anybody that might question your presence. Standing at the door, you stared at it, your heart beating faster than ever before, your palms suddenly sweaty as you brought your shaky hand up and rapped your knuckles against the door to knock on it. Taking a deep breath as you awaited him to answer the door, you felt the wind knocked from you again when the door opened. 

He looked so handsome in his fitted tux, his curly hair perfectly styled for the occasion, his skin was tan and glowing as if he’d been in the sun for days. His bright smile nearly blinded you as he pulled you in for a hug, “I’m so glad I got to see you before the wedding.” he happily said, pulling back to look at you. 

Noticing your casual attire, he couldn’t fight the slight confused look from his face, “Dressed pretty casual for a wedding huh? I’d hoped I was special enough for you to dress up.'' His teasing tone brings you more nerves. 

“She didn’t tell you?” you asked, wanting confirmation of your thoughts. 

“Who didn’t tell me what?” he asked, even more confused. 

Sighing, you looked down the hall, worrying about somebody seeing you. “Can I come in? I need to talk to you.” desperately wanting to have more privacy as you spoke. 

Harry could see how nervous you were and ushered you into the room, closing the door behind him. “What’s wrong?” he asked, looking at you concerned.

  Swallowing around the thickness of your throat, you took a shaky breath, “Joslin uninvited me to the wedding.” you told him, looking into his eyes so he could see you were being honest. 

“What?” he asked, “Why would she do that?” he further asked, feeling hurt and confused. 

Taking another deep shaky breath you began to explain the argument you and her had outside of the bridal store, filling him in on her wickedness. “I understand you love her, and I want you to know I support that. I can’t stand back and watch you marry somebody that’s so obviously bad for you though. She’s right, Harry. I’m in love with you and it has been absolutely killing me helping her plan this whole day for you two. I went through with it thinking it could help me move on, cause your happiness means more to me than anything.” pausing, you wiped away the tears that had begun to leak from your eyes.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t say anything sooner. I know it’s not fair to dump all of this on you on today of all days. I had to get this off my chest though before you became a married man. I genuinely hope you have a lifetime of happiness with her.” you concluded. 

Harry was speechless, all he could do was stare at you with wide eyes, his mouth gaped open like he wanted to respond but couldn’t find the words. 

The moment was interrupted by a soft knock on the door, Niall opening it and peeking in at the two of you with a sympathetic smile on his face, “It’s time.” he softly said. 

Looking from Niall back to Harry, you gave him a tiny nod, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his cheek, then walking out the door to go back to your car and leave.

 When you left the room, Niall stood in the doorway, staring Harry down as he stood in absolute shock. 

“I fucked up.” Harry said, his eyes meeting Niall’s. 

The weight of the situation was slowly sinking in for him. You loved him. How could he have been so blind to it? You were his best friend. How did he miss something that was probably so obvious? 

“I mean… if we’re technically speaking… you still have time to fix this.” Niall said, pulling his phone from his pocket to check the time. “About five minutes to be exact. So, I’d move fast if I were you.” He told his best friend, a smile slowly forming on his face. 

Harry slowly began to smile back at him, “Joslin will never forgive me.” he said. 

“Fuck Joslin. Go get the girl you really wanted to marry since you were twelve.” Niall encouraged, holding the door open for Harry. 

As Harry walked through the doorway, he pulled Niall into a tight embrace “Thank you.” he said. 

“Yeah, yeah, I better be your best man. Again.” Niall dismissed, pushing him away. “Now run before she gets to her car and leaves,” he instructed. 

Nodding, Harry took off running down the hall, bursting through the emergency exit that led to the parking lot. Spotting you almost to your car, he sprinted towards you, calling your name. 

Your head whipped around at the sound of his voice, your tear stained face laced with shock as he approached you. 

Grabbing your face with both of his hands, he crashed his lips into yours. 

The shock instantly melted away as you melted into the kiss, your hands wrapping around his wrists and pulling yourself closer to him. 

When you both eventually pulled away from one another for air, you pressed your forehead against his, your eyes still closed as you tried to catch your breath, him doing the same. 

“What are you doing?” you breathed against his lips. 

“What I should have done a long time ago.” he said, rubbing his thumbs against your cheeks softly. “I love you too. I have since we were kids. I’m so sorry that I was too stupid to see that you felt the same way. I didn’t think I had a chance with you.” he confessed. 

You were shocked, your eyes finally opening to look into his own. “Really?” you asked. 

“Really.” he confirmed, smiling at you. 

“Give me your keys. I’ll drive.” he said, bringing you back to the reality of where you were. 

“But your wedding-”, 

“Fuck it. Joslin’s not you so I don’t want it.” he interrupted, holding his palm out for your car keys. 

You couldn’t help but giggle, fishing your keys out of your pocket and handing them to him. 

You both were quick to get in your car, Joslin running out of the venue screaming at your car as you both drove away into your happily ever after.

[giuliadesu]

𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨 | han jisung

kpop | giuliadesu

fem!reader ⍛ hurt/comfort; depression, insecurity, anxiety ⍛ 1k w

volcano by han

sometimes, being friends with jisung was hard. it didn’t have to do with the fact that he was an idol known worldwide, often busy with promotions and concerts, no. after knowing and witnessing firsthand some of the darkest days in his life, you made it a point to never show him your weakest side, the one prone to depression and self-loathing; you didn’t want him to worry over your wellbeing when he needed to focus on his own things to be happy. you tried your best to be a little ball of sunshine whenever you spent time together, allowing the boy to either bask in the warmth you hoped to give him, or to soak it up whenever the darkness started creeping up on him.

but it was hard nonetheless, especially when you were the one being dragged back into the darkest recesses of your mind.

you had been back in seoul for a coupe of months now, after spending half a year abroad for a job opportunity, and jisung decided to drop by to finally spend some time together — it had been far too long for his likings.

he noticed something was off whenever you called or facetimed, yet the idea of asking you directly never seemed good; after all, the last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable.

now that you were home, though, jisung decided that the best way to deal with whatever was going on through that pretty head of yours was cuddling while watching your favourite anime. maybe he was being a bit selfish, but he missed his little sunshine.

“do you think it’s okay to be this insignificant?”

your voice was muffled from where you were resting against his chest. jisung glanced down, noticing how your small hands were tightened up into small balls over his hoodie.

“but you are not insignificant.”

he felt your body become tense against his, yet silently waited for the rest of the rant he hoped would come.

“… not being able to get a job, dropping out of university, being stuck inside this body and in this life — it’s not much of an accomplishment or stuff to be proud of.”

he stayed silent, carefully considering what you’d just shared. why did you never tell him any of this? was this the reason why you where so thin now, compared to when he dropped you off at the airport all those months ago? had you been starving yourself because of stress and depression?

“at the end of the day, the people around you are not going to care about all that, you know?”

he perceived anger boiling through you.

“but i do. at the end of the day, i am the one having to deal with all of this-”

“-and you are so, so, so strong for that.”

he smiled and cupped your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. the sight of your pretty eyes rimmed in red from the tears you were holding back was painful, he could feel his heart clench.

“you don’t even know how proud i am of you. you still made it through, you are making it through!”

one tear, then another; one sniffle, then another. crying in front of han wasn’t on your to do list for the day, yet the sincerity of his words and the warmth of his gaze cut right through your heart. you buried your face in the crook of his neck, holding him tight. he held you back with equal strength, allowing your trembling body to shake all it wanted.

“i’m sorry for not realising sooner what was going on, i should’ve taken a plane to reach you when i started suspecting something was off. but you are not alone, ‘kay? please, rely on me! i want to be by your side when you’re feeling like this, i want to help you see the beauty in and around you. i- i want to make you happy…”

you could feel your heart stop, then beating again like crazy. why did he have to say something like that now of all times?!

“it’s not your fault, ji… i just shut off everyone, i felt ashamed of my own feelings and responsible for all that was going on. i kept wondering how someone like you could stand to be around me, i mean, look at you! a successful music producer and idol, an all-rounder in your field, an amazing person… you could have literally anyon-”

“-but i want you. i am the person i am now because you were by my side when everything went dark. you were my sun, you embraced all my scars and imperfections, turning the tide so that all my cons are pros now. you were next to me when i had panic attacks, you were hugging me whenever i was crying. how could i love someone else the way i love you?”

you finally looked up. his eyes were glossy, shining from a flutter of emotions.

“like a volcano, love at a temperature that can melt when touched take me to you, way below to the end of the ground it’s okay if everything burns down even if i go back hundred of times, my choice is always you, so i can melt into you hug my body even if it hurts, it’s okay among the cold and harsh waves i need your heat, you are my volcano”

“that song was for you. i wrote it with you in mind all those years ago when i realised you were more than my best friend.”

he chuckled, stroking your head before moving some strands aways from your face.

“you really are a volcano: you bottle everything up for the longest times, then you explode. sometimes it’s a big event, loud and scary; other times it’s the gentle flow of lava, still scary yet fascinating to look at, with your eyes red with unshed tears.”

his hands found your cheeks again, and you let yourself melt at the contact.

“if i am a volcano, then you are the ground that supports me — anytime, anywhere.”

the kiss was slightly salty from the tears you both let out, but it was perfectly imperfect like the both of you.

i’ll protect you, it’s okay to hurt; i’ll embrace the wounds you shed.

© giuliadesu. please do not copy, translate, use in videos or reupload on other platforms and sites. it is strictly forbidden to feed any part of my content to ai.

[rockinlibrarian]

Post-Umbrella Academy S4 Reaction Part One: Reacting More to the Fandom than the Show (only vaguely spoilery)

I would like to state for the record that I enjoyed The Umbrella Academy Season Four. I had plenty of issues— things that weren’t to my taste, abandoned or neglected plot or character threads, plot contrivances and wasted opportunities— and I wasn’t satisfied with the ending AT ALL (it COULD have worked if done…completely differently?)—but I enjoyed myself, minus the downer at the very end (and I mean VERY end, I was hoping for more post-credit redemption than we got, and that could’ve fixed it for me). It’s like that post I reblogged this morning goes— there’s enjoyment, there’s in-universe sense, and there’s art-of-storytelling sense, and they can all stand separately.

I’d love to chew over the stupid bits and gush over the brilliant bits, but it’s kind of hard right now, because so much of the reactions online are not, well, objectively balanced discussions? People’s issues erased any of the enjoyment, and now the whole thing is trash and I think we all agree this never happened.

I’m not writing this post to call anyone out for that. All our reactions are valid. It just feels like the angry voices drown out the other voices, and it’s made me uncomfortable, and that is ALSO a valid reaction to have, so I just want to put my voice out there, too.

The weird thing about me and The Umbrella Academy is that this is the first fandom where I’ve ever been more invested in fanworks of it than in the original show (and in the comics, not at all. Though I still want to see Viktor and Diego start a punk band). So I think that’s why I’m not Ragey. I wouldn’t say I COMPLETELY didn’t care what happened in the show, but I know that there’s a thousand other AUs of it out there ALREADY. So I honestly went into it almost as if reading a fic of it. In fics there are inevitably interpretations I don’t agree with, ships I don’t care for, things I would have done differently, but the writer loves the same characters as me so let’s see where they go.

And then I leave a comment about all the positives. “Oh, I love what you’ve done with Viktor!” (I won’t MENTION that I think you should have let him get back into music and spend a LOT more time with Five, because it’s not my story, and hey, you have done some LOVELY, thoughtful things with one of the characters that is dearest to me so let me tell you that in this comment!) “I’m REALLY enjoying your Allison-and-Klaus partnership, we don’t see enough of that but it’s so obvious in retrospect that they should be friends. They probably bonded over fashion as children when Viktor was like ‘Sorry Allison you know I REALLY DO want to be friends with you but I JUST DON’T GET IT’.” (I am thinking about how you never really resolved the huge emotional thread between Allison and Viktor in your last chapter, but that’s not what we’re talking about here). “This is admittedly not my ship, but you’ve successfully captured my own beliefs about HOW this character would behave in this situation” (shouting out to @stephsageek for that one, who did it, and did it well, before canon even thought to attempt to. ;) ) I could write lots more in my theoretical Comment on “Season Four of the Umbrella Academy” on AO3, but I don’t want to be too spoilery in this post and I’m just being metaphorical.

Honestly, I’m more upset now after a day of discourse than I was about the ending, and I think it’s because I’m afraid of people rage-abandoning the fandom. Because Legion, the show that started me on Seriously Writing Fanfic, was a mess after season 1. I personally didn’t enjoy MOST of season 2, but I DID enjoy season 3 even though so much of it made no sense, and I can rant about it (Legion did a variation on the same terrible ending as TUA, actually! I have to say that the emotional beats were handled better, but the plot itself was way way stupider). But I didn’t start writing fic until after the dreaded (but not without redeeming qualities) season 2, when quite a lot of people had given up on the show. I’ve written fix-its, mostly ones that embellish on the canon of the later seasons, fixing it without actually throwing it away. I’ve been playing in the whole sandbox for six years now, and “Magic Man of Oz” uses like every grain of sand in it, and it’s my favorite fic I’ve ever written, and I am genuinely sad about all the people who rage-quit that show so will never read it. I am mostly sad that the person who got me on AO3 to begin with abandoned the Legion fandom the moment they finished their epic How Season Two Should Have Ended fic (or before— pretty sure the last few chapters were written with gritted teeth determination to just be Done with the whole thing) and so THEY never read “Magic Man of Oz.” And they were my biggest cheerleader when I started posting fanfic! Honestly, is this whole paragraph just me freaking out about TUA fandom just because not enough people read a fic of mine from a different fandom that was fairly cult to begin with? It might be. Sorry. I apparently have issues?

(That first sentence is really the thesis statement of this post now. The moment I wrote it, I reread it and said, "Oh. THAT'S what's happening with me, isn't it?" My 11th grade research writing teacher is yelling at me in my head to move the dang thesis statement to earlier in this essay, but too bad, this is Tumblr).

I can’t help comparing Legion and TUA, not least because the latter only got bumped up my watch list by someone describing it as “Legion-Lite”— and it really is, in so many ways! But they’re also my top two most-written-for fandoms, and I’ve been toying with a crossover or two— which I feel even more compelled to write now, because it’s post-canon for both shows (even though both shows claim there IS no post-canon— I have found the way!) And it honestly helped ME emotionally to accept the end of TUA when I could immediately say, “OH, well actually, that flows right INTO how I was already going to start working-title A Legion of Umbrellas!” I originally started this paragraph in parenthesis because it seemed like an aside, but it’s really not, because all I’m saying is fanfic flows eternal! and so forth.

So, hi, out there. Just letting out my feelings and hoping someone out there feels the same way (maybe not about Legion— I keep TRYING, but can’t find any takers), and I may still write a more detailed and spoilery reaction post to the show ITSELF, but I had to get this off my chest first.

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

One night rebound

Dabi x gn reader

800 words ♦️🔪

Warnings: cut to black lime, Slight yandere, Cheating ex, drunk reader.

Loud music and flashing neon lights only added to the confusion and throbbing in your head. It was an uncomfortable distraction, but right now you were grateful for any distraction. Feeling the slight burn as another shot slid down your throat, giving you a warm feeling that you'd been missing. Too wrapped up in your own thoughts you didn't notice the man taking a seat next to you at the bar.

“Two more shots.” You jumped at the sudden presence making himself known. Looking him up and down your buzzed eyes noticed not only his many burn scars, but his gorgeous eyes as well.

“You're starting sweetheart.” His voice was raspy in the best way. Something that gave you a slight chill.

“Sorry, didn't mean to be rude…” You quickly avert your eyes. You couldn't help but glance back at the stranger a few more times, earning a light laugh from him.

“I don't mind. Caught myself staring too, that's why I came over.” The bartender comes back with two more shots and placed them in front of the stranger, he gingerly slides one over to you and you graciously take it. “I’m Dabi.”

You and the stranger drank and chatted, the conversation flowing just as well as the alcohol. It was comforting and something you genuinely needed right now.

“So why are you in a dive like this anyway?”

“My boyfriend- ex boyfriend, cheated on me. I just needed a place with cheap booze.” The drinks had done their job and loosened you up. You didn't even really care how much you shared right now, it just felt good to let it out. “Caught the bastard in my bed too. Can you believe that! Disgusting.” You sneered as you spewed profanities.

Throughout your rant he watched you. A fondness and a fire in his bright blue eyes, not that you noticed. You went on for a few minutes before he spoke up. “He sounds like a real asshole.”

“He was!” You say a little too loudly, but that didn't matter because of the loud music. “I'm glad he's gone. I don't need to be loyal to someone who will betray me like that.”

“Hmmm, you want a rebound? That'll help you forget about your ex.” You paused and pondered his words for a minute. He was right, there was no need to hold back not that you're single again.

“You offering?”

“I am.” His grin was almost predatory. If only you could see the red flags drowning in the haze of alcohol, but his blue eyes were a much more enchanting color.

“Y’know what, yeah, I'll take you up on that.” His smirk grows as you finish your last drink and he leads you out of the bar. The cool night air contrasting his hot hand felt good. It cleared your head a little, but not enough to see just how hungrily he looked at you. Like a cat that's caught its prey.

The moment you were in his apartment he was on top of you, pressing your back against the door, lips locked together in a heated battle as his hands slipped under your shirt. His hands felt like they were on fire. Heating up your body in a perfect way, making you crave more.

Everything after that was a blur in your mind. A chorus of moans and skin slapping together, but not much else. Still, it felt so good, and at the end you were completely satisfied.

Not only were you fucked into a blissful exhaustion but your ex had also been pushed completely out of your mind. Passion and a lustful fever that you had been missing for so long was finally handed to you on a silver platter.

You felt taken care of, seen and wanted. You didn't know how good it felt to be desired until now, after burning in the flames of passion with your sire of the night. Feeling fulfilled and thoroughly spent it was easy to relax into the bed to sleep. Especially with Dabi’s arms wrapped around you, and your head against his chest; using the beating of his heart as a lullaby.

He only moved you after he was sure you were sound asleep. He got up and grabbed his phone, taking a quick picture of your cute sleeping face before sending a text.

Dabi {I owe you one}

Toga {It was a mission of love! How could I say no!}

Love. Such a foreign concept, It almost made him laugh. Dabi knew better than to think this was love. Obsession, infatuation; those would be more accurate, but love sounded so ideal. Maybe one day he could learn to love, but first he will make you love him. He will make you his. Body, mind, and heart. Until there's no room for anyone or anything else.

[itzpris15634]

Today’s Plans… (ft. Vinnie x Sunil)

“So first off, we’ll head to our favorite cafe to get our drinks! We can have our breakfast with the pastries from there, too! And even better, we can go to the amusement park or so. I really gotta try winning one of those big plushies. There are some nice restuarants we could go to for lunch. And after that… tickets to West Side Story!”

Vinnie skipped along the sidewalk, talking excitedly about all the ideas he had for the day. Sunil tried to keep up.

“West Side Story? Is that another one of your musicals?”

“Hell yeah! And I’m so excited for this one! I mean, the story, yeah- pretty sure its a Romeo and Juliet style thing? Dunno. What I really care about will be the choreography! I’m gonna really enjoy that one, because its styles are inspired by…”

As Vinnie ranted, Sunil chuckled. It was so nice seeing Vinnie so happy and excited.

Sunil had never been interested in drama or theatre before, if he was being honest. But who said he couldn’t get started now? Especially if Vinnie enjoyed it so much, he’d be willing to give it a try. Maybe he’d find a new favorite thing.

At the back of his mind, however, Sunil felt like he was forgetting something very, very important…

“Alrighty, cafe’s just around the corner, I think. Ready to enjoy coffee?” Vinnie turned to Sunil, giving him his biggest smile.

…Whatever that thing he forgot was, he’d worry about it later.

“More than ready.”

-

“Aw man, the line is really long today…” Vinnie groaned seeing the long line of people. It even extended out the doors of the little establishment.

“Do you not want to line up at another cafe? I am sure they can make just as good coffee in other places.”

“Hmm, nah. Bliss’s Beans just hit different. Besides, neither of us are in any rush, are we?”

That was a good question.

“I suppose. We… can take our time and converse while waiting for our turn at the counter.” Sunil shrugged.

“Yeah, sounds good!”

All of a sudden, Sunil felt a vibration in his pocket.

“Wait, someone is calling me…” he fished the vibrating object out- his phone.

“Hm? Who?”

“It’s one of my bandmates.”

A press of the button, and Sunil was on call.

“Scarletta! Hello. How is it going? … Uh, I am in line at a cafe with my boyfriend… Yes, it’s Vinnie. We finally did get together! Proud of me?”

Vinnie felt a bit of pride swell within him. The idea that Sunil was comfortable enough to share their relationship with people even outside of their usual friengroup? It made Vinnie smile.

The smile faltered at the next part of the conversation, however.

A panicked look came onto Sunil’s face, “B-band practice?! You didn’t tell me there would be-… Oh. I just… I’m so sorry! I was occupied so many things and I… So what? Should I still be the- actually, what am I saying? I’m the guitarist, of course I am needed… Look, Scarletta, I’ll see what I can do, okay? Tell the others to wait a little longer, okay? Bye!”

Sunil hung up. He turned back to Vinnie, whose arms were crossed, and foot was tapping on the floor.

“…I thought you told me you didn’t have any plans for today.”

“I was not aware! I got so busy, I forgot that I had that rehearsal with everyone scheduled and- uh…“

“Hey, Sunil. I get it, really. I forget stuff all the time, really. But… let me give you my input. We were looking forward to this all week. And I spent so much money for these tickets, too!”

“Vinnie, I- hold on, please. Is there a compromise we can come to somehow?”

“Uh… check with your band buddies about how long your rehearsals will take? Maybe we can still make it to the show later, if its short enough.”

“I will try that now.”

Sunil brought out his phone again and started typing away at it.

Vinnie studied Sunil’s expressions. Nervousness, anticipation, surprise at getting the text notification.

“Uhh… If we start now, they’re saying that it’ll last about 3 hours.”

“And what time is it now, again?”

“8 AM…”

Taking a ticket out of his pocket, Vinnie checked the little print on it, “The show’s at 1.”

“Not as bad as I thought! Though, I suppose that cancels all our other plans for today…”

“Hey, not everything is cancelled. Don’t get me wrong, I am a little disappointed we can’t go to the amusement park. Lunch, we’ll figure it out later. But- We can still enjoy some things from the cafe! Even if not while in the cafe itself, we’ll have to take the stuff to go.”

“‘We’ll!?”

“I’m hoping your bandmates don’t mind a bit of an audience, because I’m coming with you! I’ve always wanted to watch one of your rehearsals.”

===

Day 17: coffee-to-go

I… I did it. I managed to crank it out.

I WILL NOT BREAK MY STREAK!!!!!!

[masterofdemons]

Obey Me! Characters x Pop Star! MC

Mammon Edition

A/N: Hi! I’m back with another one of these. This is Mammon’s version. I’m writing in this format to just get comfortable writing again. I hope it makes sense. For anyone who didn’t see the Lucifer version, this is how I think the Obey Me! characters would be if the MC was a pop star in the human realm. Nothing I write is beta read so I’m sorry if there is mistakes.

CW: yearning, soft mammon, soft MC? (he deserves the world), angsty a little but mostly very fluffy

Mammon is the one who visits the human realm the most out of the brothers, so he’s the one most in touch with what’s trending there. He’s familiar with MC’s music before they arrive and even has some of his favorites downloaded onto his D.D.D. He does NOT dance/sing along to their music when he’s in the shower, so don’t go thinking that he likes them or anything!

When Lucifer calls on him to look after MC, he’s dragging his feet the entire time. He already has a lot of stuff he has to deal with, and now he has to keep a human alive? However, when he sees who is waiting for him, all thoughts leave his head. He’s standing there, mouth agape, staring at them like they’re an animal in the newest zoo attraction. MC offers them a smile and a little wave, somehow rendering Mammon even more speechless. He lifts a hand up to his mouth, hoping to conceal the blush staining his cheeks.

“Lucifer, are we allowed to kidnap a celebrity?! Won’t people know if they, ya know, just, van—“ Mammon’s panicked rant was cut short when he noticed MC’s flinch. “Mammon, I obviously have taken this into account beforehand and made arrangements.” Lucifer replied with a glare. Spoiler alert: He hasn’t. He will be getting in contact with MC’s manager the second they leave the student council room.

Mammon is painfully awkward around the human. He doesn’t know how to entertain celebrities, and doesn’t know why he cares if they’re entertained or not. However, after getting to know them gradually, he realizes he was stressing for the wrong reasons. He shouldn’t be worrying on how to entertain MC, he should be worrying about his feelings for MC.

Mammon wants to be close to them. He sees how social they can be and it makes his skin crawl that someone could potentially swoop in and undermine the trust he’s built with them. The more friendships MC starts to build, the more insecure and closed off Mammon will become. Well, he tries to, anyway. MC is not having any of that.

One night, they were both watching a movie together. MC was toying with Mammon’s jacket sleeve, obviously not paying attention. “Mamms, you knew who I was when I arrived, right? Did you listen to my music?” Mammon almost shot out of his seat. His head shot toward MC, face deep red with a glare, and attempted to spit out an excuse. “Oi! Ya can’t just hit me with that outta no where!” He sighed before running a hand through his hair.

He buried his face into his hands before admitting that yes, he did listen to their music. He still listens to their music. He listens to them hum to themselves when they are doing something. He eavesdrops when they sing in the kitchen when they cook. He admits that if they’re working on music in their room at night, he will sometimes sit outside the door, cradling his head in his hand, and just listen.

He also doesn’t know why he talks so much and why he can’t shut up. His eyes went wide before glancing at MC to gauge their reaction to what just slipped out of his mouth. Before he could yell an excuse at the top of his lungs and leave, MC gave him the sweetest smile he’s ever seen. They wrap their arms around him in an embrace before squeezing him tightly.

“That makes me happy. Thank you for sharing that with me.” They reply softly before kissing him on the top of the head. Mammon’s eyes widened slightly before he burrows his face further into their chest. “S’not a big deal. I mean, ya have thousands and thousands of fans who listen to ya, right?” Mammon tried not to sound bitter or jealous. He knew their talent should be shared and wanted to support them no matter what, but he couldn’t stop the hollow feeling in his chest. The part of him that yearned to be apart of their life; to be by their side.

They hum in response, running their fingers through his soft hair. “You’re right, I do have lots of fans, but none of those fans are you. It sounds different coming from you. You don’t just see me as (Stage Name). You see me as MC.” The tone in MC’s voice caused him to raise his head and look them in the eye. They gave him a small smile. “You don’t make me feel idolized, like I’m under a microscope. You make me feel… Cherished.”

There went the last of Mammon’s resistance, if there even was any. He gently cupped MC’s cheeks, brushing his thumbs across them just to savor this moment. This rare moment where it was just the two of them, together, and no walls up if he kept it that way. They never pushed him, they never insulted him. He pressed his forehead to MC’s before letting his eyelids flutter shut.

“Just—I just want ya to be happy, sweetheart. There’s no denyin’ your talent and drive.” His voice was thick with emotion, desperate to not mess this up. “I’ll support ya no matter what. I don’t care if this is your dream, or if ya wanna quit tomorrow. I’ll always cherish—I’ll always love you.” He pressed a gentle kiss to their lips. “I’m your first man, and your biggest fan. Don’t ever forget, ya hear me?”

Mammon is a demon of his word. He’s very protective of his human, especially in the Devildom. He knows all kinds of beings want to get to know them, but they don’t get to interact with them alone. He’s always going to be there when they need him.

Mammon is constantly working extra jobs for extra money. He wants to get as much of MC’s merch/music as he can get, after all! Not only that, but when he takes MC on a date, he wants to rent out the entire place. It makes MC feel like they have more privacy, and Mammon gets them to himself.

If MC is in the human realm for his birthday for any reason, be it a show/tour or something else, Mammon is using his birthday gift request to go to the human realm. He wants to see them live any chance he gets so that he can support his human. Plus, the concerts are where the good merch is! If MC sings him Happy Birthday during their set, he may actually vaporize.

Mammon also gets extremely happy anytime he gets to help MC make music. Mammon let out a particularly short sigh one day, causing MC to grab a piece of equipment and say, “Mamms! Let me sample that!” Now, anytime MC wants Mammon to help them with any part of their music, he is extremely happy about it. “Of course you’d want The Great Mammon to help ya!”

Photo shoots together were bound to happen. When modeling agencies Mammon works for gets wind of who is residing in the H.O.L., they hound him with requests to get them on set. Mammon notices the ways MC gradually makes their mark on the Devildom, even getting deals to appear on TV. He wonders how he got so lucky as to be by MC’s side, the scum that he is. How are they not ashamed?

“Mamms! I made us noodles!” His train of thought was interrupted when they came shuffling into his room. They were wearing the matching PJ set they picked out with Mammon last Christmas, holding one cup noodle in each hand. All he could do was stare as they settled on the couch next to him, putting their phone down on the side table. The familiar matching phone charm dangled from it, hitting the table gently with a ‘clink’.

“What’re you wearing? Go change! It’s time to watch HP!” They started peeling his jacket off of him before catching his gaze. They were frozen in place by the gentlest look they’ve ever received from anyone in their life. “Yeah, yeah. I’m goin’.” Mammon mumbled, feeling his cheeks heating up before getting up to change into his matching PJs.

It didn’t matter who MC was. It wouldn’t ever matter. Mammon would never love anyone more. If he was scum, he didn’t care, because if anything was different, they may have never met him. The only thing he couldn’t bare was if they weren’t there.

[ceruleansoleil]

You said your inbox was open for talking about Woodz and damn if that guy is not one of my most favorite men in the universe. 🫠😩🥵

I’ve been to so many fucking concerts and I’ve been to other concerts since that one and my god it still was the best concert I’ve ever been to in my life. I’m not sure anything will ever beat it. Unless I go to another of his concerts. The only person who could possibly outdo him is him. The only kpop artist I’ve seen live that wasn’t choreographed and yet his stage presence was more mesmerizing than any choreography I’ve ever seen. You can’t take your eyes off him.

Also super impressive how he is tall, dark, and handsome, while simultaneously being soft, gentle, and approachable. I mean, he wasn’t very approachable for me when I did the hi-wave but that’s because he’s really hot and I have a hard time even approaching people that I don’t find incredibly attractive. But he has a bright smile and a warm aura so although I was intimidated as hell and fucked up what I wanted to say, his smile was entirely genuine and I felt truly appreciated as a fan despite the fact I was internally panicking.

And I mean, I never would have gone to see him in concert if I wasn’t already obsessed with his music. I became a fan by chance legit because Spotify recommended me some of his songs several years ago and I was feeling adventurous and decided to listen to something new. It was like “hell yeah, idk who this guy is, but his music is great” and then I looked him up and found out that he’s gorgeous too!!!! And it turned out I’d already heard of him before from people talking abt X1 and other stuff.

But anyway. That was a long rant… sorry, I just get so excited when it comes to him so whenever I have an occasion to talk about him, I take it.

Omg don't ever stop being you! I LOVE how you took this chance to share your thoughts about being a Moodz & thank you for this!!! I always always smile whenever I read Moodzs' encounters with him.

Ohh and I totally can relate to how he may looked intimating at first & yet so soft, adorable and sensitive to Moodzs' feelings. TOTALLY LOVE HIM FOR THAT. His fan service never felt forced. I also like how he prioritizes his own self care nowadays.

I hope I'll see him live one day 🥹 I only attended his online concert a few years back.

Do you have any favourite concert version of his songs? ☺️

[dragonciphering]

Parents please remember that your words have connotations and consequences for your child.

I will try to keep this short but it so fucking important. And this so hard to put into words because I have know that trying to bring this up to my parents (who I currently live with) would end up in nothing but an argument and it being brushed of. So I never bothered on how I would. ~~~

Do not tell your child: “Because I am the adult and you are the child…” Or “….That’s because you are the child and I am the parent.”

One time my mom was arguing with my brother about how he is addicted to his computer and he pointed to me and asked: “Well why is she on her phone?” (I was listening to music to try and wake myself up quicker for school) And you know what she said? She said this as if it was an unarguable fact to make him back off: “Because dragonciphering goes ballistic when I try to take it away.”

And that hurt. It was first thing in the morning. Do you understand? I get upset because I don’t think that a parent should be able to make something of mine go away just as a way to keep me in line. My phone to them is a gift from that has a receipt that can be used at anytime. And when I turned to my mom with tears in my eyes and asked why she said that all she said was: “It’s true, I mean, you’re getting upset at the mere idea of it.”

Then I said something like: “And why is it okay for you to talk to me this way? Your child? Because I know that if I talked to you this way you would get pissed and tell me not to talk to you like this.”

Her response? “Yes because I am the parent and you are the child so that wouldn’t be okay.”

~~~

Do not tell your child: “Just because you think that…” or “Just because that’s what you think…” Because that is telling your child that their thoughts on this matter or what they believe in and are taking action on is completely irrelevant and wrong. Do you know how many times I tried to bring up to my dad that yelling at his children about an issue they are having doesn’t help and then to have him say this? It’s soul crushing. Because it makes you realize that this person doesn’t care for your thoughts on this matter and you wait till he’s done yelling and talking at you about all that you’ve apparently done wrong and then wait till night time to cry yourself to sleep. When I realized that this wasn’t normal I started to try and distance myself from my dad. His response to noticing? “Hey why are you acting all weird? You’ve been brushing me off. Did I do something that you think was annoying or something?”

~~~

I understand that this is not my normal posting. And I apologize to my mutuals and followers who may see this rant…but this is very important and I decided to bring it up.

Abuse comes in different ways and it’s important to make that known. And to you my fellow victims of ageism I say to you:

Don’t give up. You matter. I’m so sorry that this has also happened to you. There are people who love you and understand your pain.

[baensz]

I don’t usually pop on to make these kinds of posts but this has been bothering me all day. JT fucked up, huge. You can’t say he didn’t, drinking and driving is the stupidest thing you can do. . . But does he really deserve all this hate?

I understand that’s controversial but hear me out before you freak out. JT is a wildly famous pop star who has been involved in controversy since the start of his career, but how can you say that he ‘deserved’ all this shit I’ve been seeing.

Imagine cheering for one’s downfall over a DUI. That’s ludicrous! Look, I understand what he did to Britney Spears, but you can’t just sit by and act like y’all are so high and mighty when you literally refuse to acknowledge what she has done in her career.

In 2007, Britney Spears was arrested, yet her mugshot was never released because it was sealed in her case. But y’all don’t talk about that. You justify her actions like she can’t do that for herself. . . SHE’S 41!!

And yes, I understand JT is 43. He shouldn’t be acting like this anymore, I mean he has two kids. What kind of example is that? I understand that y’all are mad but praying for his downfall?? Shame on you. We are all allowed to make mistakes.

Listen, I understand what happened with Britney Spears and Janet Jackson was wrong but he apologized for what he did to them awhile ago! Did y’all just forget that? Or is the actual answer that y’all just don’t care.

Celebrities are humans too, and humans make stupid mistakes. He’s lucky he didn’t hurt anyone and I’m very disappointed in what happened last night. . . But does that mean I hate him? No, his music has helped me through really tough times and that okay. . . But by simply bashing on someone else just because they still support someone who made a mistake? That’s stupidity to the highest level.

To the people who have been harassed today simply because you enjoy his music or even his persona, I am sorry. I know I shouldn’t be apologizing for others behaviours but I understand the shit y’all have been through today. I still don’t know what to think. I absolutely love JT and I have since I was a kid. . . Hearing everything today has surprisingly hurt me. Like genuinely, I do not usually get upset over this stuff but people refuse to look into the facts and it’s causing more harm then clarity.

Anyways, rant over. Enjoy the rest of your night lovely’s

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

heyy could i have an outsiders ship???!!?

i'm like 5'3 i think. my hairs curly and blonde (bottle blonde 😞😞) and being honest i cant rven tell what color my eyes are but in bright lights they look blue so theyre dark blue i guess. my style changes like every week so i cant accurately say what it is. if i had to pick itd be whatever you call like 80s typa stuff. im kinda quiet around other people but my friends are making me actually like talk more around people. when im with my friends i talk their asses off all the time. in terms of interests and stuff, j love reading (especially horror), insects, rock music, and like hanging out with my friends. my favorite books are the stand, it, phantom of the opera, dracula, the outsiders (nooo shittt 😱😱😱), and uh the shining i guess. im super smart (so sorry if that sounds like im bragging 🙏🙏🙏 ) and im always working my ass off to get stuff done. uh i play drums and do theater too. thanks for the yap session and for the ship!!!!

There’s nothing wrong with admitting that you’re intelligent by the way!! Just to let you know for future reference that should never come off as narcissistic to someone unless you believe you’re intelligent and no one else is as intelligent as you. Like it only crosses the point of bragging whenever you think that can be intelligent at any given moment. By the way, that’s not a rant that’s really directed at you. I’m just saying this in general I hope you find it helpful!

Your Outsiders Ship: Steve Randle

Explanation: starting off the physical description I think that he would love how you look from being way shorter than him and easily you know tease ball and he would just love picking you up and spinning you around just to mess with you or if you’re into that cause it’s romantic I think it’s a win-win I think he would find dark blue eyes gorgeous, and he would love staring into them and I personally think that is the kind of guy that little things that no one else notices about you like how your eyes glint to be a lighter shade of blue in the sunlight or your favorite color. I think he loves your fashion and while he doesn’t always get reading, I think it would mean the world to him if you read him a book while he was working on cars or something. He would come to all your band practices and performances and cheer you on very obnoxiously and maybe even get kicked out of the theater. He doesn’t care that much about school and I think he’s a little slow so I think you being intelligent would help him greatly because I mean you’re basically his tutor let’s be so for real… I also think that he loves rock music so I could see you guys easily like jamming out and I think that would be such a cute day. Idea is just hanging out talking listening to rock music maybe eating some takeout I don’t know I could see that being a solid idea for you too. I think your personalities also would go very well with each other. He’s a bit more closed off whenever you first meet him but then when you get to know him, he’s a lot more friendly and sometimes he has a hard time showing that he cares when he really does. Also, I think that he loves you change your style quite frequently because he can always have something to bet on with soda like oh what’s she gonna come in wearing today dude?! 💚💚

[twopoppies]

Hi Gina, another harry larrie here. I've been a Harry fan since 2017 and Louis fan and larrie since 2020, and I remember when I created my twitter account I was afraid to say I loved Harry, or that I was on Harry's lane because everyone seemed to love Louis but not so much Harry (maybe it was just the people I followed). They were always like: I feel so safe being a louis fan, harry fans are horrible... and that sort of thing. It made me feel like it was wrong to love Harry more than Louis.

I don't know, the thing is I love them both although I've always connected more with Harry. I love Louis, but lately I'm like you, I don't understand things he does or says, but that doesn't mean I hate him. Anyway, I just wanted to say this because I think some people are afraid to say they are harry larries because the fans themselves make us feel like it's wrong, or that you're only a Louis fan because of larry (and it's not like that at all).

Sorry for the rant and my English. Have a nice day! ❤️

Your English is perfect and I’m glad you shared your thoughts. There are shitty harries, absolutely. But there are terrible people in every corner of this fandom. It would honestly be really nice to have more people talk about why they love Harry when it has to do with his music or his personality etc so it would drown out the het nonsense that clogs my FYP etc.

It’s just the height of stupidity to attack someone because they like X more than Y. Why tf do you care so much what I do? I just think everyone should follow accounts of people whose content they enjoy, and leave everyone else alone to do their own thing. Don’t hate follow. Use the block button/blacklist. And don’t be a self righteous cunt because you think you and your mutuals are the only ones who see fandom accurately.