#I'm gonna see if I can find his friends band and share some of their songs

[drumlincountry]

I was at a Palestinian solidarity gig last night & the one Palestinian artist who was going to perform had COVID so the organisers asked around to see if there were any Palestinians who'd like to say a few words instead.

A local guy who was born & raised in Gaza offered to speak. He started with "I'm an engineer. i'm not a poet or a politician. I don't... do public speaking… I had no idea what to say when I came up here. So i'm just going to tell you about the street I grew up on."

And then he did! He went down the street building by building. He told us about the ice cream shop on the corner, the grocery shop, the charity that supports people with intellectual disabilities. He told us about the people who he knew growing up, the families who still live in the different houses. He told us about the university buildings and about his friends who quit being accountants to start a band together. All on that street.

All of which is gone now, by the way. Bombed to dust.

[pedroschka]

Bat Signal

Eddie Munson x reader

A/n I did NOT write this! all credits go to my dear friend (sweetest little bean) who wrote this for me but wants to stay anonymous. I asked if I could post it because it's just too sweet not to share it

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The plush bat feels soft in Eddie's hands as he turns it over, studying the fuzzy fabric. Its beady eyes stare back at him, little felt fangs peeking out from the stitched mouth. He smooths down the grey fur, fingers lingering on the velvety ears. It's cute, in an ugly sort of way. Just like him.

Sounds of Metallica blast from the stereo speakers behind him, the noise a familiar comfort in the cluttered trailer he reluctantly calls home these days. A half-eaten slice of pizza sits forgotten on the table, grease staining the cardboard box a darker shade of brown. He'd tried to tidy up earlier, shoving dirty laundry and empty beer cans out of sight, but the lingering scent of cigarette smoke and weed remains, clinging to the stained couch cushions.

Eddie sets the bat down, reaching for the fresh pack of cigs in his frayed denim vest pocket. Mentally rehearses what he's going to say when he sees you.

"Hey, I saw this and thought of you," he mumbles around the cigarette, free hand tucking a stray piece of long brown hair behind his ear. "Figured you might like it, since you're into all that goth shit, you know?" He drops his voice, trying to sound cooler, more casual. "I mean, if you want it."

Fuck, that sounds stupid. Eddie sighs, smoke curling from his nostrils. He stubs the cigarette out in the ashtray on the end table, pushing to his feet. His reflection in the cracked mirror by the door stares back at him, all pale skin and dark circles beneath bloodshot eyes. The denim vest hangs off his thin frame, metal band patches and spikes doing little to hide the prominent collarbones beneath his faded Dio t-shirt.

"You look like shit, Munson," he tells himself, lips twisting wryly.

Still, he's got no choice. He's already late and he doesn't want to risk you giving up on him showing. Grabbing the plush bat, he heads out to the van, Corroded Coffin spray-painted in dripping white letters on the side. It takes three tries before the engine sputters to life.

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You’re leaning against the brick wall outside the record store when he pulls up, combat boots tapping restlessly against the sidewalk. Your ripped fishnet stockings gleam beneath the streetlights, eyes finding his as he shifts the van into park.

"Starting to think you weren't gonna show," you say when he approaches. You don't sound mad though, just resigned. Like you expected him to let you down.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Eddie says, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I, uh, got held up with something."

You hum noncommittally, gaze dropping to the stuffed animal in his other hand. One pierced eyebrow arches. "What's with the bat? Planning on doing some late night birdwatching?"

Eddie blinks, glancing down like he'd forgotten he was holding it. "What? No, this..." He clears his throat, thrusting it towards you. "This is for you, actually."

Your kohl-rimmed eyes widen fractionally as you take it from him, chipped black nails sinking into the plush fur. You hold it up, examining it in the dim light. A slow smile spreads across your face and Eddie's heart skips a beat in his chest.

"For me, huh?" you murmur, looking up at him from beneath heavy lashes. "Any particular reason?"

Eddie shrugs one shoulder, feigning nonchalance even as his palms grow clammy. "Thought you might like it. Y'know, 'cause it's all spooky and shit. Like you."

You smirk, cradling the bat against your chest possessively. "You saying I'm spooky, Munson?"

"No! I mean, yeah, but like...in a good way," Eddie stammers, feeling his face flush. He scuffs the toe of his scuffed boot against the sidewalk. "Spooky's cool."

You laugh, the sound throaty and warm. It makes something flutter in Eddie's chest, chasing away the cold emptiness that's taken root there. "Well, I guess that makes two of us then."

You tuck the bat under one arm, jerking your head towards the record store behind you. "C'mon, let's go dig through the stacks. I'm in dire need of some new tunes."

"Lead the way," Eddie says, falling into step beside you as you head inside. His shoulder brushes against yours and he feels lighter than he has in weeks, the plush bat a comforting presence between the two of you.

Maybe, just maybe, he's finally found someone who gets it. Someone who looks at him and sees more than just a freak, a burnout, a waste of space.

Someone who makes him feel alive again, like he matters.

Like he's not alone anymore.

🦇

He lets you drag him through the aisles, watching as you flip through the rows of vinyl with deft fingers. You keep the bat tucked in the crook of your elbow the entire time, its beady eyes peering out at the world.

"This little dude's gonna be my new mascot," you declare, holding up a battered copy of Black Sabbath's self-titled album. "He can perch on my bedpost, keep watch over my room."

"Yeah?" Eddie grins, something warm unfurling in his chest at the thought of his gift watching over you. "Guess that means you gotta give him a totally epic name then."

You purse your lips, considering. "Hmm. How about...Ozzy?"

Eddie snorts. "Ozzy the bat? Seriously?"

"What? It's perfect!" You hold the plush up next to the album cover, as if comparing the two. "Look, they've even got the same spaced out expression."

Eddie shakes his head, still grinning. "Whatever you say, weirdo."

"You love it," you counter, bumping your hip against his.

He looks at you, taking in the smudged eyeliner and chipped polish, the ratty Misfits shirt and torn jeans. You are a beautiful mess, just like him.

"Yeah," he murmurs, throat suddenly tight. "I really fucking do."

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[ghostcatssecretblog]

Attack On Titan: Modern AU

(Or as I call it the highschool sweet heart au.)

Some of you may have seen my post based on my Attack on Titan Modern AU! But I've only ever posted photos. (I have more on my tiktok. Feel free to check it out)

So I'm gonna share my notes from this AU and my personal take on the characters in a modern universe.

Some starter notes:

I tried to bring elements from the original story over, but obviously, it's not just a complete modern retelling, and to be honest, I mostly focused on Eren bc like...that's my boy. I have some thoughts on the others and they're listed below but I don't touch on everyone bc I just don't have enough thoughts about them.

The modern AU does not take place in our world. It's still theirs, so the setting and map is the same just...modern. You can honestly take this as a reincarnation AU.

So let's go!

Eren:

• Eren's mom died in a car accident when he was nine. He was there to see it but luckily was mostly unharmed. His mom however died due to the impact.

• His father is a doctor, and because of this, he is rarely ever home, so his brother Zeke has to take care of him. Zeke is overly protective and tries to prevent Eren from doing things he considers to be reckless.

• Zeke and Eren have a weird relationship because while Zeke is the one who raised him and took care of him, Eren resents the fact that Zeke mothers him so much, especially as he gets older and tries to have more freedom to do what he wants with his life.

• As kids Armin, Mikasa, and Eren stuck together. Eren defended them from bullies, but the trio always managed to find themself in trouble. Mostly due to Eren always getting into something or starting fights of his own.

• He was already a bit of a trouble maker, but when his mom passed, he seemed to spiral. Zeke, only being 20 when he started taking care of Eren, means having to juggle college, a job, and raising a child. Needless to say, Eren went unsupervised a LOT in middle school.

• During freshman year of high school, Eren started attending Scout High, where he met a lot of his friends. He struggled at first but eventually formed a rag-tag group that only grew. One of those is Arte, who, like Reiner and Berthold, is a year above him. Their friendship was rocky at first, but they eventually came to an understanding.

• During freshman year, he joined the soccer team. By junior year he became captain.

• During sophomore year, the changes slowly began. Zeke became more overbearing, pushing Eren to be sneaky, and his father was around less and less.

• Then the incident happened. It was during a house party At Historia's right after homecoming. Everything was fine at first until Reiner made a foul comment about Eren's mom being dead. A fight broke out between them, resulting in Reiner having to go to the hospital. Because Arte, and a few others vouched for Eren and said that Reiner instigated the fight Eren got left off easy but was made to go to therapy and was put on probation.

• During junior year of high school, Eren becomes more reckless and starts to isolate from his friends more. He hangs out with the wrong sort of kids (Floch and Samuel), gets into fights more often, skips class, and overall stops caring as much. He picks up skateboarding as a hobby.

•

Extra notes:

• While he plays soccer he also does skateboarding as a hobby.

• He's into metal bands such as 5FDP and SOAD.

• His grandparents (dad side) are very conservative. They also don't approve of Grisha divorcing Dina and Marrying Carla (partially bc she was younger than him). They tend to favor Zeke and consider Eren to be nothing more than a trouble maker.

Arte

• In contrast to Eren's more middle class suburban life, Arte grew up your stereotypical white trash sort of home with a neglectful mother and an alcoholic father

• They grew mostly isolated, living too far from the city to make friends and considered too much of an odd kid to make any at school.

• That is until middle school. When they met Winnie.

• Winnie comes from upper class. She's rich but considered the back sheep of the family and because of this her and Arte become close friends. Closer than friends even

• But in 8th grade they split. Winnie wanted to stay in public school to be with Arte but Arte pushed her away, ensuring Winnie would go to boarding school. Art thought she was better off there.

• Arte then attends the same highschool as Eren their freshman year.

• Arte is friends with Annie (both are lower class and have bad parents) and Hitch - designated sunshine and rich girl of the group.

• Absolutely loves automotive and English classes. They help fix Eren's car on the regular.

• Their relationship when they first meet is weird and mostly bickering. Very friend/enemies through Eren's freshman and Sophmore year.

• Around his junior year he's getting in a lot more fights. Arte helps patch his face up in the boy's bathroom. There's a heart to heart and they become actual friends soon after.

• Arte Annie and Hitch start hanging around Eren's friend group more - leads to Armin and Annie dating.

• For the rest of Junior year Arte and Eren end up sneaking out (arte sneaking into his room, going to the skatepark, wandering the neighborhood, late night McDonald's runs)

• Eventually they end up dating but it's a bit of a slow burn bc neither wants to admit they like the other.

• Arte keeps Eren as far away from their home life as possible bc they don't want him seeing how awful it is but also bc they're fairly certain if he were to their dad hitting them Eren would end up in prison for murder

• Eren does find out via seeing the scars and bruises on Arte and loses his shit

• The one time he did catch Arte's dad putting his hands on them Arte had to drag him back into the car to avoid a fight.

Extra notes:

• AAH have matching friendship bracelets

• Likes music like Radiohead, Nirvana, Deftones...

• They go to football games (hitch is a cheer leader) and Eren's soccer games together. As well as Parties, homecoming, prom (Arte asks Eren for their senior year and vise versa for his), haunted houses, carnival, etc.

• Arte stays over at Eren's a lot bc bad home life.

• They also get Eren into smoking weed. Zeke does not approve.

• Arte graduates first but takes a gap year to wait on Eren so they can apply to colleges together (with zekes help)

• During this time Arte temporarily moves in with Zeke and Eren.

• Unfortunately neither knows what they want to do with their life atm

• I really feel like Eren would be the kinda person to go to a lot of protest though. He probably organizes half of them.

• Arte -> Enginering Major

• Eren -> Social Justice Major

• Zeke and Yelena are married. They end up moving to Liberio, Marley and try to take Eren with them.

• Eventually end up getting dog together named Titan. He's a chow and Tibetan mastiff mix

Armin:

• He still lives with his grandpa

• His parents are alive they just travel a lot for work so he doesn't see them very much

• It's part of the reason he wants to see the ocean and travel.

• Ends up a marine biologist

• Armin x Annie !

• Takes a lot of IB classes in High-school.

• Likes softer music. I'm thinking Cavetown vibes.

Mikasa:

• Her parents are alive! Yay!

• Her, Armin and Eren all lived in the same neighborhood. Armin and Eren were friends first and she joined them when her family moved into the neighborhood.

• She almost had a little brother but he didn't make it. Thus, she projects big sister energy onto Eren and Armin.

• Listens to Lana del Rey and Mitski. Unless she's working out, that is.

• Ends up a physical trainer after highschool.

• Jean x Mikasa bc that boy adores her and would actually give her the domestic life she craves.

Friend groups:

1. Eren Armin Mikasa

2. Jean, Sasha, Connie and Marco are all friends.

3. Annie Hitch and Arte

4. Reiner and Bertholdt

5. Historia <3 Ymir

Porco, Piek, Marcel aren't really ever relevant but I imagine they go to a rival school in Libero. Porco is on the boy's soccer team and he and Eren have beef bc of it.

Reiner:

• Reiner's issues in this AU stem from growing up in a conservative household. His mother is reglious and his dad went out for milk...

• He's also a closeted homo. His feelings for Historia are merely him hetero-compensating. Hence, his issues towards Eren, who is very openly Bisexual. (Also idk but there's homoerotic tension there. Have you seen them fight??)

• But by college he figures his shit out. He's a changed man! I like to think he ends up dating Ploam's OC Logan.

• Anyway, just imagine your stereotypical closested football joke but then he grows up, gets him a bf and a shelter dog and LIVES HAPPILY

Annie:

• Kinda already summarized her in the previous notes but

• She's still adopted in this au. Her dad still sucks. Her and Arte have bonds bc of it

• AruAnnie! They get cats when they get older. Colossus the maincoon and sphinx (idk what to name it)

• I like Yama's take on her music taste. She definitely listens to Evanescence and Avil Lavigne.

• Professional MMA fighter after Highschool

I don't really have thoughts on Bertholdt, and I'm sorry I just don't have any thoughts on him :p

Sasha and Connie are still best friends! I think It would be really cute if Niccolo was from the same school as Porco and Piek and Sasha met him during a bake sale and liked his baking so much he went into Culinary after HS and ofc eventually got his own restaurant. Sasha is a food blogger and is constantly posting his dishes on the gram which just brings in most business for him. (Listen I need these two TO BE HAPPY)

Marco doesn't die! For once, omg. He and Jean become good friends. He, just as with the show, that starts Jean's character arc. Instead of dying, he ends up having to move away but it forces Jean to realize he needs to open up and make friends with other people too.

That's all I have so far! But feel free to ask questions about the AU!

[violetarks]

track 30: i'd never do that

"fuck." y/n said, wiping her eyes as she turned from the crowd, walking off the stage as soon as the curtains closed. she just... couldn't stop crying. all because of some song...

"y/n..." armin said, standing at her side. he rubs her back and takes the bass from her. the crowd continues to cheer loudly, claps and chants emerging from behind the curtains. "it's okay. c'mon, let's get you—"

they were interrupted by jean standing up loudly from his seat, storming off the stage and towards their change rooms. everyone's eye fell on him, watching his forced steps as he walked passed them all and the stage crew. eren and mikasa follow after, armin and y/n walking off next.

it was only truly a week ago that they all found out about marco's death, and having to preform to avoid any more backlash. unhappy fans ruled their twitter pages due to the postponed shows, and though levi advised against returning, the five of them agreed to come back. it was work... and they couldn't stop.

although what porco said was true, it was also true that the fans had control over their jobs. they could only enjoy their work if they had those fans. and using their friend's death as an excuse was no option. they didn't want to use it, and the fans had no right to know.

it was a bump in the road, is all.

"we did well tonight." mikasa says, sitting beside y/n. she holds her hand tightly. "you two did very well."

"i fucked up the tempo in the first song, made it too fast." jean complains, laying on the other couch.

"and i forgot my part for the whole first verse and just didn't play." y/n added in, leaning her head back.

"nobody even noticed, we didn't." eren says, sitting on the armrest of jean's couch. that may have a been a tiny lie, he definitely noticed and the looks that armin and mikasa shared on stage showed so too. armin stands nearby, pouring water for everyone. eren ruffles jean's hair gently. "you two did great. don't question it."

the two become quiet, silently thinking to themselves of what to do now. they had two more shows, two more shows and they could go home. and rest, and think, and be better.

"y/n? your phone's been buzzing like crazy." armin says, looking down at your device.

"huh? it's probably twitter. pass it 'ere." you say, holding out your hand. armin passes you the phone as you stand up, grabbing tissues to wipe your face. armin takes your spot. lo and behold, you were right. "i'm gonna talk a walk, alright?"

"don't go too far, we're gonna' leave soon." eren says as you wave your hand and leave the room.

you walk through the backstage halls until you make it outside. it's a restricted area, so no fans were there. and since everyone else was packing up the stage, you were alone.

but you unlock your phone, seeing thousands of twitter notifications and a few texts from porco. you stop yourself when you feel relieved.

when did you start feeling relieved about porco? when did he start making you feel that way?

you couldn't deny that sense of happiness you felt when you saw his picture show up on screen, though. maybe you should answer him.

track 29 | track list | track 31

anime: attack on titan (band! au)

character: porco galliard

summary: y/n, the bassist of the band 'paradís', finds herself in middle of a 'publicity stunt' with none other than a rival band's drummer. porco, the mentioned member of 'marley', doesn't care about her at all. but they can only ignore each other for so long.

status: ongoing

warnings: afab! reader, she/her pronouns used

taglist: @makimakimi @hanmascult @ally22042000 @rozewayne2005 @keithandlevi-ontheroof @qaahnarin @queen-flower @id-rather-be-an-outsider @onlylowercase @tonysttank @a-little-pebbl @hannahalanib1 @moonshineandclearskies @aqueerincrisis @tati-the-fangirl @cheesechopchive-blog

[abilouwrites]

THE MOVE IN

Jamie Drysdale

Mah lil pookie wookie

“And you’re sure they’d be all right with me staying with you for the month?” I ask nervously as Jamie smoothly shifts gears and toggles the clutch. My apartment had grown a water leak and a mold infestation because of that leak so I’d been forced to move out. While my parents live in California; they aren’t stationed in Anaheim but in San Francisco. Almost a 12 hour drive away.

I’d offered to rent out a hotel room but Jamie hearing of my dilemma and being my boyfriend was nearly upset at the fact I was going to a hotel before asking to stay with him, “I’m sure; the guys love you. And they all understand that situation. Least from what they’ve told me” he looks at me and smiles before turning his attention back to the road.

“I just don’t want to encroach on guy time” I admit, I hear him sigh gently and move his hand to pat my thigh before going back to keeping his hand on the stick.

We pull up to his shared home with a few of the guys on the team, those who weren’t living with their girlfriends or wives. Jamie takes my bags from the trunk of the car, “Jesus how do you have so much stuff” he grunts; he sees my concerned expression and immediately cuts in with, "no oh sweet thing I'm joking" He looks at me sympathetically and drops my bags gently so he can wrap me into a soft kiss.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I help him carry my things into his room, “ah Drysdales wife is here” Trevor teases as he steps out of the kitchen.

I smile softly at him and wrap him into a soft hug, “I brought my recipe book if y’all want me to make waffles” I tell him and he excitedly grins at me.

“Jams whatcha eatinn” Trevor asks as he leans on Jamie’s shoulder; he bats his eyes at him. Obviously asking for a bite of whatever his friend was eating for a late home packed brunch.

“Oh uh. Y/n made me some blueberry waffles.. you want?” Jamie guiltily offers half of his waffle to his friend who easily scarfs the half down. Trevor’s eyes widen and he nods in approval.

“You need to marry her. And have a lot of babies. Mostly. Wife her up because if you don’t. I will” Trevor says; almost instantaneously. Jamie simply stares at him, almost astonished at Trevor’s confession.

“Trev— I’ve only been dating her for maybe a uh year?”

“Marriage”

“If Jamie doesnt marry you. I will” Trevor admits winking at Jamie.

The weeks pass as they always do, it’s weird waking up to someone else. Jamie’s arms wrap around my waist his thumb toying with the band of my panties. Somehow it’s so comforting being able to wake up next to him. I roll onto his stomach throughout the night. His hands go from resting on my butt to sliding underneath my tank top and resting on my shoulder blades.

“G’mornin” I’m the first to rise and Jamie always rolls over tucking his head against my chest, my hands slide up and tangle themselves into his thick brown hair.

“I don’t wanna wake up” He groans wrapping himself around me and anchoring me down into the plush bedding.

“I know baby, but I promised the team I would make breakfast for everyone. You can sleep a bit more” I tell him wiggling out from underneath him but still tucking him back into bed and placing a kiss onto his forehead.

It’s about ten in the morning when the boys and their significant others start arriving. The house fills with chatter and the clinking of utensils as I serve the eggs and bacon and pancakes.

Jamie comes down, rubbing his eyes and quickly finding me flipping the pancakes in the pan. He groans softly resting his head on my shoulder and sliding up behind me and rubbing my stomach underneath my shirt, “I can’t sleep without you” he whispers in my ear.

“You want some coffee?” I offer him my little mug.

“Yeah” He sighs against my skin taking my mug and drinking it, “I’m gonna go see the guys”

About a month later my apartment is ready but Jamie’s being weird about me moving back in, “somethings going on” I fish around as I start packing my things back up

“I guess” he shrugs reaching for my hand, “Instead of going back to your apartment.. what if. We buy a house, or an apartment. And officially move in together” he asks

“Really?”

“Yeah. I wanna marry you. Not right now but eventually”

“Seriously?”

“Yes”

🎉🎉

[cosmicanamnesis]

little self-indulgent fic that I'm posting without proofreading, enjoy

steddie, modern AU, idiots to lovers | read on ao3

"It's not a big deal!"

Eddie's crush on Steve was a secret both short-lived and ill-kept. His first mistake was telling the band. Well, no, his first mistake was forgetting that Gareth and Will were dating and that Gareth had the physical inability to keep his fucking mouth shut. But Eddie telling his closest, most trusted friends about the guy he liked was definitely Up There on the list of mistakes.

Which was how Eddie found himself mildly hungover drinking black coffee in his living room while Dustin paced up and down the length of the trailer, berating him for not confessing his doomed love to his alleged "favorite child" sooner.

"HOW is it not a big deal, Eddie?" Dustin said, just a few notches too loud for Eddie's looming headache.

"Because it's not! He doesn't like me! He's never gonna like me! I'm an adult, dude, I have critical thinking skills. I know how to pick my battles."

"It's not- Eddie," Dustin suddenly went stone faced. "It's not about your chances with him. You're moving in with him. He deserves to know."

Oh yeah. There was that. Robin was starting college and there was no way she wasn't taking her Emotional Support Pretty Boy with her. The only place they could find was a 2-bed just slightly out of their budget, and had asked Eddie if he wanted to join them, finally striking out on their own in the city. The agreement was that Steve and Robin would share the bigger bedroom, and Eddie would get the smaller room to himself. Their move-in date was less than a week out when Eddie made his inebriated love confession at his quote-unquote Going-Away-Party.

"It's not about what he deserves, man!" Eddie said, sinking back into the couch. He rubbed his eyes hard to try and relieve some of the pressure building in his head and sighed. "If I don't say anything to him, nothing changes. If I tell him, everything changes!"

"Oh, please. Steve's an adult too, dude, if we tell him you like him but you're well aware that he doesn't like you, he won't make it weird!"

"Wait wait wait, hold up. Rewind. We? Who is we?"

"You and me!" The boys stared at each other in bewilderment for a moment. "Oh come on, Eddie, we both know that if I don't sit here and watch you do it, you're just gonna lie and say you told him when you actually just hid under a blanket listening to Metallica and wishing you had the balls to-"

"OKAY!" Eddie yelled, loud enough for the very shock of his volume to trigger his headache in full force. "Jesus H., kid, you don't need to call me out like that. Fuck. Fine. I'll do it right now, how about that?"

Eddie pulled his phone out and Dustin dropped down hard on the couch next to him, arms already crossed, smug satisfaction already settled on his face.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Dustin scoffed. "Here's what you should say-"

Eddie held up a hand to cut him off. "I'm not listening to you anymore. You had one long distance girlfriend ONCE, you're not some kind of Cassanova here… oh, son of a bitch."

"Son of a bitch what?" Dustin asked, scooting closer to read over Eddie's shoulder.

"I can't do this right now… The last thing I sent him was asking his opinion on the D&D movie and he hasn't responded yet."

"What the absolute fuck does that have to do with any of this?"

"Well I can't be like hey what's your opinion on this movie you know I love because I'm the one who told you to watch it, also I'm in love with you but it's no big deal. Like, what the fuck is that?"

"Oh… Yeah, you have a point." Dustin shifted back away from Eddie, covering his mouth with one hand in concentration.

"I mean… It can wait-"

"It can, but it shouldn't, dude! Shit… I mean, I could tell him, if you want."

Dustin had expected an outright "no" and was shocked when Eddie paused, apparently seriously considering the option.

"Actually… Yeah, could you?"

"Sure, but I'm not letting you see what I say until after I send it."

"You drive a hard bargain…" Eddie said, drumming his fingers on his knee. "Fine. Go for it."

Eddie stood and grabbed his coffee off the table, wandering slowly towards the kitchen, both to find some ibuprofen and to quell his temptation to watch Dustin quickly type a message to Steve.

"Okay. Sent. Now you can look," Dustin announced, beckoning Eddie back over as he downed the medicine. Eddie felt like he'd never moved so fast in his life. The message read,

Eddie wants you to know, before you move in together, he has a crush on you. he won't make it weird if you dont

As Eddie read, the three dots that meant Steve was typing popped up. Suddenly Eddie regretted ever agreeing to this, and pushed Dustin's hand and phone away so he wouldn't have to see Steve's rejection first-hand.

"He responded… Do you wanna know what he said?" Dustin said. Eddie was leaning hard against the armrest of the couch, staring into nothing, imagination running wild.

"Yeah, hit me," he said.

"Oh, alright. Thank you for telling me," Dustin read. "I don't feel the same way about him. I assume you talked to him about telling me."

"So he gets back to you right away but he won't tell me- oh. Never mind. He just responded to my text." Eddie was doing his best to not feel completely devastated by Steve's frankly predictable response to Dustin's text.

"So… What did he think of the movie?"

—

"Uh… Rob?"

"Yeah?"

"Um… Come here and… Just read this."

Steve and Robin were taking a break from packing up Steve's childhood bedroom in preparation for the move when Dustin's text came through. She quickly chugged the last of her soda and came around to Steve's side to see what he was seeing.

"Oh," she said, not bothering to conceal her surprise. "I mean… We knew this was a possibility."

"Yeah, I guess, but… What do I say? I don't like him like that."

"Then say you don't like him like that, dingus. He's probably breathing down Dustin's neck right now waiting to see what you say."

"Yeah, you're probably right…" Steve said. He typed and backspaced and typed something else until Robin got sick of watching and grabbed the phone out of his hand to answer Dustin's text for him.

"Just trust me!" Robin said, actively walking away from Steve as he sputtered indignances, chasing after her halfheartedly. As soon as she sent the text, she turned and shoved the phone roughly back to Steve's chest.

"Oh… Yeah, okay, that makes more sense than anything I was trying to say…" Steve conceded, reading the text Robin sent on his behalf.

—

Steve, Robin, and Eddie saw each other next when they were loading up the U-Haul. No one said anything, and Steve tried as hard as he could to act like nothing was different. It put Eddie's mind at ease while simultaneously driving Robin nuts.

Since Dustin sent the secondhand confession, the only thing Steve had on his mind was Eddie, and how he definitely didn't reciprocate Eddie's feelings, how he was definitely bisexual but Eddie… Eddie wasn't his type. He was pretty, sure, but he was so… Himself. He was loud and unapologetic and into things Steve had never even heard of. They had nothing in common besides their love for the kids.

But Robin saw it coming a mile away.

"It" finally came to fruition a month after they had all moved in together.

It turned out, Steve and Eddie were practically the same person. Same sense of humor, same taste in TV, they even took their coffee the same way. They really only differed in their music tastes, fashion, and theater snack preferences. 

Robin got the text in the middle of her French class.

shmuck: i think i have a crush on eddie

bobbin: FINALLY. please just kiss him and put me out of my misery

Steve came out of the kitchen, bag of chips in hand, to see Eddie just as he'd left him: cross-legged on the couch, demolishing a bag of Sour Patch Kids to the tune of the Criminal Minds theme music. He tucked his phone into his back pocket and rejoined his maybe-crush to watch trash TV until Robin came home.

He didn't know why he was so nervous. He knew Eddie liked him. There wasn't a chase here, he didn't have to flirt or try to win Eddie over… He just had to say yes and Eddie was his. It was different from any other relationship he'd ever been in. Maybe that was why it was so scary. Because it was new.

They watched the episode and bantered back and forth about it, same as always. But before the next episode could start, Steve hit pause.

"Bathroom break?" Eddie asked, hugging a throw pillow to his chest.

"No, uh…" Steve started, unable to even look Eddie in the face. "No… Can I… Can I kiss you?"

Eddie didn't answer right away, which finally inspired Steve to really look at him. His expression was completely unreadable.

"Uh… Yeah, I mean. Yes, absolutely. Um. But what happened to you don't like me like that?" It was such an Eddie response, Steve could almost laugh.

"I, um… I guess I spoke too soon," Steve laughed, trying to be cool and suave and everything else people thought he was in high school. Eddie brought the pillow up to hide his expression.

"Really?" he asked, muffled behind the pillow so that Steve almost couldn't hear him.

"Yeah, really. Just… Since you told me-"

"Dustin told you," Eddie corrected.

"Whatever… I dunno, I guess it put the idea in my head and now… I haven't been able to stop thinking about it… About you- what?"

Eddie was giggling quietly behind the throw pillow, gently rocking himself back and forth as Steve talked. 

"Nothing," Eddie mumbled into the pillow. "Go on."

"You're such a pain in the ass, y'know that?" Steve laughed again. "Can I kiss you or not?"

Eddie slowly moved the pillow away from his face to set it aside, revealing himself to be smiling like an idiot as he turned slightly to face Steve better.

"You understand I've been uselessly pining after you for like, two months now, right? Please kiss me, oh my god."

—

Dustin's phone lit up with a Snapchat notification; a message from Eddie to the D&D group chat. He expected a meme, or for Eddie to ask Jeff for a ride somewhere because his van broke down again.

Instead, it was a picture of Eddie looking smug, leaning against Steve's chest. Steve, apparently unaware he was having his picture taken, had his fingers tangled up in Eddie's curls. The text overlay simply read "hey guys guess what."

The first reply came from Gareth, a picture of him leaning against Will in the exact same position as Eddie was with Steve. "Gross," it said.

Dustin rolled his eyes. Eddie was about to get so much more insufferable.

[wrongcaitlyn]

do you have any jegulus fic recs??

YES ABSOLUTELY

it's been a bit since i've read jegulus fics bc the solangelo hyperfixation has been so strong but i still have plenty bookmarked!! i'm just going to share my favs of my favs, but i have even more (21 total) bookmarked on my ao3 :)

(also, just gonna put this right here, that i 100% would rec crimson rivers, best friend's brother, and just lovers by bizarrestars, and art heist baby! by otrtbs but i feel like everyone in the jegulus fandom has already read those bc they're pretty much classics, so just know!! i love those fics!! but i'm gonna try and rec some other possibly less known fics here :))

ALSO ALSO - all of these authors have incredible other fics and i highly recommend you check out their entire dashboard!!! for literally every single author on this list. i'm subscribed to all of themjkdf

You Signed Up For This by Solmussa

James and Regulus have a summer fling that they promised their friends they wouldn’t have. Remus and Sirius discover their mutual hatred is just pent-up sexual tension. Dorcas and Marlene are always winning, even when they’re not. It’s a cruel summer for all. first of all i'm extremely attached to this fic bc it introduced me to maisie peters, which led to one of the best concert experiences of my life!! but other than that, this is just so beautifully written, so detailed, and an all-around incredible fic. everything by this author is incredible too!! it's got the perfect balance of angst vs fluff and just summer vibes, which is prob the perfect thing to read right now - anyway, DEF read if you haven't already!!

Mastermind by pieceofchocolate

Regulus Black is the mastermind behind the Liberal party. Unfortunately, he’s never been very good at the more outgoing parts of politics – on a more fortunate note, he has his brother to act as a front figure. Sirius Black has always been the sweetheart of British politics, charming the voters with his wit and charisma. That was until James Potter came around, becoming party leader of his own party, the Leftists. Sirius would probably hate him, if they weren't such good friends. Regulus does not share this problem. Remus Lupin literally just needed a job, and got thrown into the mess of secrets, games and an upcoming parliamentary crisis. With an election around the corner, things are bound to go awry. MCD WARNING but so worth it. like genuinely. it's a painful fic but there's also a good dose of fluff and i enjoyed every single second of reading despite it being politics and.. well, i'm from america so you can probably guess that it was very strange to actually be attached to these characters while they were politicians😭 this one's also so well written and - there are fics where you can just tell that the person cares so deeply about the topic they're writing about, and this is one of them!!! i love finding fanfics where authors are just incredibly passionate about the subject/au OH and it has a taylor swift title. so like. yk it's already gonna be good. (this is also actually one of my favorite songs ever so i was soo excited to read)

blue and yellow skies by alarainai

Quidditch Rivals turned Quidditch Lovers. That's what the world sees them as, at least. Too bad Regulus hates James Potter's guts, and James? Well, it doesn't matter what he feels about their definitely fake, definitely emotionless relationship. c'mon. there had to be one fame au on this list. and i KNOW that this one's sports, but it's so so so fucking good - and i'm gonna be honest, i've read so many of the band au's (there are quite a lot in this fandom, even i've written one) but for some reason i didn't have any of them bookmarked - which tbf, i'm very selective with what i bookmark lmfao but!!! this one is just SO good the plot, the social media aspect, the background wolfstar, just 10/10 fic!!

these violent delights (have violent ends) by damagecontrol

titanic au prepare for pain. MCD warning. but like, the pain is written so well, and it's so heartbreaking, and i literally remember staring at the ceiling after reading this (finishing at like 2 in the morning) and just not being able to think of anything but that ending, and like, you KNOW that you're going to be in pain bc it's a titanic au, but like, GOD it's so good. i genuinely don't even have the words i'm still depressed bc of it (but in a good way)

The Mystery of the Pears by sonwar

In the cave, Regulus doesn’t beg for it to stop. He begs not be left behind, alone. Perhaps this is why, when Kreacher gives one last look over his shoulder and sees terrible, pale hands reaching for his master, he appears in a flash at Regulus’ side, clutches him by the elbow, and Apparates them both out of the cave, directly disobeying his master’s last order. canonverse fic!! and such a lovely au. the romance between them is just so natural, and yet there's still the war going on - but really, it's just so well written, despite all the angst of the war, imo it's just such a feel-good fic. love this one so much.

Only the Brave by Solmussa

A fic about two idiots falling in love (x2 because there's wolfstar, too) during a war, and the sacrifices they'll have to make to survive it. andddd this one's the big one. this one's the one i choose to accept as canon. like. GUYS. THIS ONE'S SO FUCKING GOOD if you haven't already and you're a jegulus fan, you just HAVE to read it like genuinely. the plot is so well-thought out, all of the interludes give these other characters their own stories too, and the angst!!! but also the badassery!!! i can't even explain it but if you want a canonverse war au where jegulus survives and they all win, then, like, this is the one. it's so perfect. prob my fav jegulus fic of all time.

and those r my recs!! hope that you enjoy them, and i have several others in my bookmarks!! i've also written some if you haven't checked those out, but!! happy reading :) thank you for the ask!

[elementaldoughnut12]

"My Boyfriend Is A Cute Nerd"

*Warning this does involve CM Punk and if you don't like don't read! I made this for a friend so be nice!*

*This fluffy punkintyre fic is for my friend @thlayli-ra ! Hope you enjoy!*

Punk was a bit worried to keep it short. He was wandering around the nearly empty arena for his boyfriend Drew. “Drew! Where are you sweetheart?” Punk yells out with no response in return. Him and Drew were just casually eating and sitting on some crates in the hallway when Drew yelled “dammit!” and covered his mouth. Punk asked him what was wrong but Drew just ran away without saying anything. 

Now, Punk is still walking around and trying to find his boyfriend. “How the fuck do I lose a tall, burly Scotsman?” Punk says to himself. The last place he hasn't looked yet was their shared dressing room. He walked to the door and opened it up a bit to see if Drew was in there. He saw Drew was in there but was frantically rummaging through his gym bag. “Come on! Where is it?” Drew says worryingly. 

Punk watches as Drew sighs in relief but then his eyes widen in shock when he sees Drew pull out a tiny white bag. “Drew?” Punk says as he goes into the room. Drew's eyes widen in shock as he tries to hide the bag behind his back. “Are you using cocaine?!?” Punk asks as he walks towards Drew. “No! It's not what it looks like I swear!” Drew says truthfully as Punk gets in his face. 

“Gimme the bag Drew” Punk says seriously as he puts his hand out. Drew gulps knowing he isn't gonna win this argument and shakily gives Punk the bag. “Seriously Drew! You're an amazing wrestler! There's no reason you need… rubber bands?” Punk questions as he looks at the bag. It says “Dental Bands” with a green turtle logo on the front. 

“Why do you have dental bands babe?” Punk asks curiously as he looks at Drew. “You're gonna l-leave me if I told you!” Drew says through tears as he covers his mouth. Sensing his boyfriend was actually upset about what he would think about, Punk puts Drew's face in between his hands. “I would never leave you for some silly rubber bands babe” he says truthfully as he looks into Drew's eyes. “You promise?” Drew says quietly. “I promise” Punk says as he kisses Drew's forehead.

Drew sighs as he removes his hand and gives Punk an awkward smile. Now Punk understands why Drew has rubber bands, his boyfriend has braces. Two rows of metal run along Drew's teeth with silver and blue brackets topping them. “You have braces?” Punk says as lets out a little laugh. “You're making fun of me!” Drew says as he tries to get away from Punk. “No I'm not! It's actually kind of cute!” Punk says truthfully. 

“Really? You're not gonna leave me because of this?” Drew asks curiously. “Why would I leave you? I had braces when I was a kid” Punk says as he strokes Drew's cheek. “You might think I'm a nerd” Drew says as he looks away. “Wow! I may be an asshole but I would never leave you cause you look like a nerd” Punk says as he pretends to be offended, causing Drew to laugh. “Can I put my regular clothes on now?” Drew says through laughter. 

“Yeah yeah! Go on and put on your sexy dilf clothes!” Punks jokes, causing Drew to blush and grab his bag to change in the bathroom. “So all those times you got suspended you were actually getting fitted for those?” Punk says as he scrolls through his phone. “Yeah! I couldn't afford them when I was younger so I thought I'd finally get them so I can finally show my teeth when I smile when they get taken off!” Drew says truthfully from the bathroom.

“Why didn't you tell me you were getting them?” Punk asks curiously. “I didn't want you to worry about me! Plus I didn't wanna distract you from focusing on Summerslam!” Drew says as Punk hears him zip something. “You're just excited that you're gonna get your ass kicked by the best in the world!” Punk says smugly. “In your dreams babe! Ok I'm done!” Drew says as he walks out the bathroom. 

“Great! Are you ready to go… oh wow” Punk says in shock as he looks at Drew. Drew had his hair up in a low ponytail and he was wearing black rimmed glasses with thick lenses. He was also wearing a green shirt with a pixelated picture of Zelda and Link on the front with a pair of purple sweatpants with a retro MTV logo on the side and a pair of blue Converse. To top it all off he was wearing a black fanny-pack around his waist. Punk thought Drew looked absolutely adorable. 

“Punk? You ok?” Drew asks worryingly, interrupting Punk from his thoughts. Punk just smiles as he walks up to Drew and gives him a quick kiss. “Sometimes I forget how cute you are when you have your glasses on” he says affectionately, causing Drew to blush. “C-Can you help me put my bands in? My other one snapped when we were eating earlier and that's why I ran away” Drew says shyly. Punk forgot he still had Drew's bag in his hand and smirked at him. 

Without warning, Punk gently pushes Drew onto the bench and straddles his waist. “Open wide!” Punk says with a smile as he opens the bag. Drew blushes immensely but opens his mouth regardless. Punk pulls out a rubber band and gently hooks it on the back brackets of Drew's braces. “There you go beautiful” Punk says with a wink, causing Drew to blush even more. He then leans in and kisses Drew deeply. He feels Drew whimper under him as his tongue rubs against the metal brackets. 

“Ready to go? I'll order us pizza from room service” Punk says as he pulls away and helps Drew to his feet. “S-Sounds like a plan” Drew says shyly as he looks through his fanny-pack. “Oh no! Where is it?!?!” Drew says with a panicked tone. “Looking for this?” Punk says with a smirk as he hands Drew his inhaler. “Where did you find it?” Drew asks curiously as he takes a few puffs from his inhaler. 

“You left it in my bag by mistake” Punk says with a laugh as he pulls out his phone. “Sorry” Drew says embarrassingly as he puts his inhaler back in his fanny-pack. “You don't have to apologize to me, you know that right? Anyways, let's take a picture together!” Punk says excitedly, as a way of trying to make his boyfriend feel better. 

“Are you sure? You don't wanna wait til I get them removed?” Drew asks hesitantly. “I'm not waiting two years to take a pic with the love of my life” Punk says truthfully, causing Drew to smile as he stood behind him. “Ok smile!” He says happily as he takes a picture. He looks at his phone and sees Drew beautiful smile in the picture. “Who knew my boyfriend was a cute nerd?” Punk says affectionately. 

Drew smiles even more and gives Punk a quick kiss. “I love you so much” Drew says with adoration in his tone. “Love you too big guy! Now come on! Pizza awaits!” Punk says excitedly as he grabs Drew's hand and marches towards the door. Drew just laughs as they leave the arena knowing that he would never have to hide himself from Punk because his boyfriend loves him regardless of what he looks like. 

[joocomics]

ok last ask for a while bc I feel like I'm being annoying BUT I just had a really good thought.

what trope would you say each xdh member is? for example I'd say gunil is very fwb and maybe fwb to lovers. I hope this makes sense!

-🦈

xdinary heroes as popular tropes

cw: none

a/n: THIS IS SO FUN your mind amazes me with your ideas every time!! this is such an interesting concept, anon, where’s your writing blog huh??? also, do not EVER think that you’re being annoying even for a second <3 i looked up different tropes and picked out the ones i think fit the members in my opinion

♡ gunil

friends with benefits to lovers

what you said is so true, putting this one right here!! i think he’d be good at it in a sense that he’s a man of his word, so he’d be open with you about everything from the start - if you set some lines/boundaries he’d never cross them. i can totally see him gradually becoming more concerned if you see/talk to other people

fwb gunil = jealous gunil 🤤

insta love

i mean not falling in love, but feeling strong attraction at first sight, so more like insta lust. he sees you and there’s immediate physical connection between you, that pulls him in

♡ jiseok/gaon

enemies to lovers

not gonna lie the only reason i put this one is because i think banter with jiseok would be soo entertaining. it would lead into such a nice & hot tension - the build up would be insane!!

it could be just some small misunderstanding that makes you have the wrong impression of him (or the other way) so you bicker every time you’re together in one room and everyone’s like they’re into each other

♡ hyeongjun/junhan

forced proximity

he’s a shy boy when it comes to strangers or big crowds, so i have a feeling that being stuck somewhere with him would give you a better chance to get to know his personality, than having to be around him within a group of people. by stuck i don’t mean getting locked in a room or something like that, just getting to spend some alone time together before people start coming around you

it’s gonna make him anticipate the next opportunity he gets to have some privacy with you

the bet

you all know how the members say he’s very competitive and he never gives up? junhan confirmed it’s true, saying he chases the win even when it’s literally starting to get unhealthy, soo this trope fits him really well

you’re good friends that occasionally hang out whenever his schedule is free, until one day you bet on something that leads to daily messages and calls, strengthening your friendship and gradually turning it into something more

♡ seungmin/o.de

coworkers to lovers

seeing each other every day, chatting during breaks, helping with your tasks, sliding in some more intimate questions during work calls - i can see seungmin in all of this. he would try repressing his feelings at first, trying to convince himself it’s nothing - you’re just hot that’s all, but oh no! he’s whipped

♡ jooyeon

friends to lovers

do we all agree on this one? i think jooyeon would fall for a friend. i think in general he’s the type of person that finds it important that his s/o is his friend first, lover next. sharing the same humour, the trust you’ve built with time, knowing you can always count on each other would definitely add to his attraction to you

that’s why i think best friend’s sibling fits him well too 🤭

age gap

i see the possibility of him being with someone few years older than him pretty high. i see him finding intelligence & maturity attractive traits that also make him feel secure in a way

♡ jungsu

secret identity

here i’m not saying that i think he will lie or pretend to be someone he’s not, just that i can see him avoiding the conversation that he’s in a band for a while when he meets someone for the first time; he would not straight up say it

if you meet one day and start chatting, because you both felt an attraction, he would spark your interest with how easy going, but also a bit flustered he is. when you get to the questions so what do you do? he’d mumble shyly uhmm i make music… yeah, i’m in this band… do you gets what i’m saying? >< especially as the group gets bigger with time. he wants you to get to know him a bit as a person firsthand before telling you what he does straight away, so he has a sense of what your intentions are

love triangle

why do i see him falling for someone that’s already taken? i’m not talking anything toxic here, maybe you’ve been friends for a while, but you get into relationship and he’s forced to watch you being happy with another person… ok i don’t wanna get angsty, but the thought crossed my mind and i decided to share ><

[matan4il]

Hi friend! I was wondering if you had any favorite Israeli/Hebrew children's books! Also any fave Israeli musicians??

Hello, my lovely! :D How are you?

Ooooh, do I! Man, you're gonna regret asking me this. XD Sorry, not sorry... So shall we start with Israeli/Hebrew kids' books?

Anything by Yehuda Atlas (יהודה אטלס), but especially And That Kid is Me (והילד הזה הוא אני). Short humorous stories, written in rhymes, perfectly capturing how baffling the world can be for a kid, and how silly adults can seem, or just what things can sometimes feel like for a child. It's one of those books that work, funny and essential, 'coz it's so true. He just gets kids.

Another one that I love, and am probably one of the few Israeli kids who even know this book, is Siamina and the Cats of Yemin Moshe (סיאמינה והחתולים של ימין משה) by Holocaust survivor Uri Orlev (אורי אורלב. He's more well known for his books about that period of time, which are also highly recommended, but I only dared read them when I was older). Jerusalem is known for its many stray cats, and the book is a love fest for cats and Jerusalem, with some historical sites becoming in the book the "homes" of the cats.

David Gershtein, who crafted the engravings for the book, is a pretty popular Israeli artist, and you can find some of his creations all over the country, and even entire shops dedicated to his works.

Last one ('coz I don't wanna burden you too much, but lemme know if you want more recs!) that I really loved as a kid, was Yael's House (הבית של יעל) by Miriam Rot (מרים רות). It was about a girl who has a home, but she wants a house that would be all her own. She tries all sorts of solutions, including taking over the space under the kitchen table... Not gonna lie, as a kid I was inspired to follow in her footsteps, but my parents were not impressed.

Now, as for Israeli musicians! You have stumbled onto dangerous ground, my friend, since I'm a music addict, and in love with the Hebrew language, so songs in Hebrew are something I can go on about for freaking years...

I'll share with you the link to two unlisted playlists that I made on YouTube. One is of some of my fave Israeli songs (though I started it years ago, so sadly, I see some vids have been deleted or made private, and there are literally hundreds of songs on the list, meaning I'm not sure which ones are missing), but also with a few thrown in 'coz I think they're good for people who wanna know Israeli culture and popular Israeli songs, and the other is one that I started making with songs connected in different ways to the current war we're in. They're not all faves, but I thought they capture a moment in time, so I wanted to have them grouped together. I'm actually not done with either list, the latter I really just started not that long ago, so you can expect them to grow.

If we're talking specific Israeli musicians, I find it hard to answer, I think almost every singer or songwriter has at least one good song to offer, and likewise whenever I wanna name one, I feel like adding, "Except for this song... and that one..." No musician is great all the time. But I guess some of my faves (where I like more songs than I don't) include Ivri Lider, Berry Sakharof, Yehuda Poliker, Ran Danker, Harel Ska'at, Chanan ben Ari, Narkis, Eliad, Amir Dadon, Avraham Tal, Marina Maximilian, Achinoam Nini (Noa), Sheila Ferber, Gilad Segev, Ofra Chaza, Meni Berger, Yardena Arazi, Natan Goshen, Keren Peles, Izhar Ashdot, Nurit Galron, and the bands Beit Ha'bubot, Ha'Yehudim, Metropolin, Ethnix, Mashina and Synergia.

I was thinking I should add at least one of these vids to my reply, and for whatever reason, the one that started playing itself in my head (where there is always music) was a song first released in 1993, אדמה חמה (Hot Earth) by Shlomo Gronich and the Shva Choir (Sheba is the English pronunciation of Shva). I love this song, I think the vid was very cool for its time, and I'm still never gonna forgive the MTV viewers who gave it last place in a video music awards. The song incorporates Hebrew and Amharic, both Semitic languages, the latter being the language spoken by Ethiopian Jews. You can actually listen to the whole special album (inspired by the story of the Ethiopian Jewish community's journey to Israel) here.

But just for the fun of throwing in a gay themed song as well, here's התשמע קולי (Will You Hear My Voice), a love poem for a man, originally written by an Israeli poet called Rachel (full name: Rachel Bluwstein Sela), but it's performed here by only men, and no one changed the pronouns, which makes it a mlm song to me. It's so pretty and sad (Rachel is believed to have written the poem to a former lover, a man she even thought at one point she would marry, but WWI tears them apart and they never meet again. She wrote this poem, after getting the news that she's terminally ill), it fills my soul at the same time as it tugs on my heart.

I hope this helps! Sending so much love! xoxox

[angelsanarchy]

Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 10

Tagging: @ophelialaufey@madamemaximoff06@forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator

TW: Self harm, blood

Things had changed in almost an instant. Y/n had finally called and was lucky that Oystein had actually answered and was excited that she had actually called. They talked for at least three hours and decided that they would entertain the idea of seeing one another romantically but they weren't even close to talking about any sort of title of ownership. Y/n laughed feeling like she was discussing buying a car together or something but Oystein didn't want to cause her any problems socially if they told people they were dating.

The only thing Y/n told him was that she refused to share dick with anyone. If he wanted to be able to fuck her or get her naked, it would only be her and no one else. He agreed without any hesitation.

Now here she was, backstage in a swampy bar watching the band drink and act like idiots while she sat atop Oystein's lap applying his corpse makeup. Oystein was practically vibrating when she agreed to come to the show but when she showed up in tight black jeans that hugged her hips deliciously and a top that he had never seen her wear before that allowed her tits to sit plumply and just cover her belly button. He was hard before she even greeted him.

"How do you plan on playing when I can feel how hard you are right now?" Y/n teased now sitting on his lap applying the paint with a smirk.

"Shut up. It's your fault." Oystein tried to keep his face still but he did take advantage of her in his lap, squeezing her hips in his hands trying to leave bruises.

"Thank you...for coming. I honestly didn't think you would show up." He kept his voice quiet and Y/n suspected he didn't want the band to hear him.

"I told you I would. I'm excited to see you play." She was genuinely curious as to their sound. She had honestly not listened to a single one of their songs in all the time she's known Oystein. She knew how in love with the music he was and wanted to see him do something he was passionate about.

"Two minutes Euro! Let's fucking go!" Hellhammer yelled just as Y/n finished the lip lines.

"I'm done!" Y/n started to push off his chest but he pulled her back to him like he was going to kiss her but she pushed his head down to kiss the top of his head.

"I don't put makeup on often. You aren't ruining mine or yours." Oystein rolled his eyes at her. She had said she would hold his leather jacket while he performed and was surprised it didn't smell fucking terrible. I mean let's be real, he was a gross, sweaty dude who ate entirely too many gyros and barely ran a load of laundry once a week but he had attempted to cover the smell with cigarettes and what she assume was dryer sheets.

"Where do you want me Dark lord?" Y/n watched Oystein adjust himself and freeze mid-hand in his pants giving her an evil glare.

"I'll find a spot on my own." She stuck her arms into the jacket and headed back out to where people had already filed in. She spotted some familiar faces and their friend with the camera was actually really nice to her. She made sure to stand on the side she knew Oystein would be on and the moment they came onto the stage, everyone started losing their minds.

Y/n clapped and screamed but out of respect for Oystein, she made sure not to scream out his name. She still wasn't going to call him Euronymous but she would cheer for him. He found her in the audience and tried to keep an eye on her as they started to play. Y/n watched him get lost in his playing. It was almost majestic. Pelle's voice wasn't what she was expecting but it was hauntingly beautiful. She couldn't understand a word of it but she was enjoying the show.

They were about 50 minutes into the show when Pelle started bringing out what Y/n assumed were props but was quickly mistaken. He used a long dagger to slice down his arm from his elbow to his wrist, almost like he was blood letting his own demons out onto the crowd only making them more frantic. Y/n threw her hands over her mouth and Oystein's eyes went from Pelle slicing his wrists to the disturbed look on Y/n's face as it was happening. Pelle didn't do this at every show but he picked the one night that Y/n would be standing in the audience to tear through his skin and pour himself onto the crowd before chucking the severed pig head into the savage people below.

Y/n felt her whole body shaking and hot tears on her face that she couldn't fight back. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to help him. She wanted to call for help. She couldn't do anything. She stood frozen, afraid that id she moved she would collapse. When they finished the final note of their final song, she finally pulled her gaze away from Pelle's bloody mess and saw Oystein who was staring at her horrified.

[allgremlinart]

haiiiiii friend can you explain jianzhu to me I keep seeing you post about them and I’m nosy and wanna know (<- stopped watching atla bc I realized zutara was never gonna be canon)

also jetko. can you explain jetko too (I’m thinking they’re more on the ghostbat spectrum where it’s like. intense friendship that left both emotionally scarred for the rest of their lives)

TEEHEE HEEHE HEE <- me when I get the opportunity to explain/infodump cross-fandom stuff to mutuals

ok so Jianzhu... ahhh Jianzhu... ((SPOILERS for anyone reading the Kyoshi novels))

This is Jianzhu and also like... probably one of maybe 4 canon images/art there is of him... he's not from the original cartoon he's from the Avatar Kyoshi spin-off novels that take place abt 400 yrs before the events of the show (idk how much you know abt atla lore from osmosis so this might get a little tedious? I'm just gonna explain as succinctly as possible.)

To be brief, he's a cunty old man. But unlike when I call, say, Minhkhoa a cunty old man it's not really loving ... its more like... I love to hate him. He's a REALLY good villain.

He's a politician. He made 500 people dig their own graves and then buried them alive. He beheaded his friend of like 20+ years. He drugs and kidnaps teenagers. etc. It's great.

His whole character arc is like... He's in control. You start off the book and he is very clearly in control, and he knows what he's doing, and he even sounds halfway reasonable sometimes but over the course of the novel he gets more and more desperate to grab hold of a situation that spirals wildly away from him and you get to watch it happen. His justifications for his actions get crazier, he gets sloppier and sloppier with his murders....

OH also you know how sometimes people think Bruce is some callous asshole who was only using his adoptive son who worshipped him as a weapon, and when he died he quickly sought to replace him without remorse ? Yeah he's like that but. Like actually this time. His dead adoptive son also then comes back after eating an eyeball in the spirit world (idk) and kills him by pressing a pebble through his sternum so. More successful than Jason at patricide I'd say. Look there's a lot I didn't cover, here's his wiki.

ok Jetko... ah... the ancient yaoi..

Important required reading before I explain this ship is this post. What you have to understand about Zuko is that for basically like... 40 episodes the only person he shares significant screen time with is his uncle so when him and Jet met in s2 and had a decent 3 episodes worth of interactions ... it was enough, lets just say that.

The basic Jetko timeline is they meet on a ferry while Zuko and his Uncle are disguised as refugees and they steal food together -> Jet tries to get Zuko (who he only ever knows as "Li") to join his emo band gang which Zuko refuses -> Jet sees Uncle Warcrimes heating his tea and correctly deduces that they are firebenders (ie not who they say they are; the enemy) -> Zuko and his Uncle work in a tea shop while Jet stalks them and steals things from their house and watches them from behind clotheslines (yeah) -> Jet confronts them in the teashop, sword fight, Jet gets arrested and brainwashed by the secret police (yeah) -> Jet dies under a lake which Zuko only finds out about a season later.

So they never had the 4 years of intense homoerotic cohabitation that ghostbat had,.. their chemistry and potential are pretty much instigated by a few of Jet's weird intense lines, such as "As soon as I saw your scar I knew exactly who you were - you're an outcast, like me." And the crux of the ship is like.. Jet both does and doesn't know who Zuko is.

He knows he is also angry and restless, like himself - he knows he is running from his past, like himself - and he knows he is going to Ba Sing Se to create a new identity. These things are all true, for both of them; what Jet doesn't know is that Zuko is from the imperialist nation that brutally murdered his parents and invaded his home and he incorrectly assumes that the anger he recognizes in Zuko stems from the same need to enact violence on those who have taken everything from him.

So I guess the "thought you were exactly like me but then I found out you're not which enrages and humiliates me so know I'm going to beat the shit out of you" thing from BTK no. 6 is something they share with ghostbat but.. Jet's anger is probably a little more justified than Minhkhoa's lol...

In conclusion it's your basic "doomed relationship/they work great together but that doesn't fix anything" ship premise. It used to be more popular back in the day... pretty sure I owe my life to maybe 3 different Taiwanese/Chinese doujin artists from 2009... yeah that's the gist of it.

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

Sweet Music Playing In The Dark (Be Still, My Foolish Heart) [Part One]

I'm super excited about this "fic" and am so happy to finally start sharing it with you guys! It's really gonna be more of like... a "not-fic" and mostly me rambling on and on about this world I've got in my head.

Some things will probably be contradictory because i constantly think of new things and ways to do things as i ramble, but it's just a loosey goosey overview of the thing! That I'm posting cuz i hope you guys will enjoy it too!

It's all pretty much based on inspiration I've gotten from listening to Bring Me The Horizon so it's almost all gonna be their songs, if i get the links to post! And i hope you enjoy listening to the songs as well! I'll post the song that inspired each part on each part!

It's a friends to lovers au! There will be some Buckingham as well, because Chrissy and Robin are together and have a band together and are Eddie and Steve's besties! Steve is with Nancy at the beginning but there's really not gonna be much details about them aside from the breakup! Eddie also has a partner at the beginning (i haven't decided who yet shh shh shh shh), but there will also be a breakup. Or maybe I'll just have him not able to find the right person. We'll see what happens! But i hope y'all enjoy the ride with me!!!

{ Cute little bat banner is by @1-800-shedevil }

What if they know each other vaguely from robin and chrissy. They aren't close really, just see each other around. Passing in the studio sometimes. Or at events. They're each others besties friends. Besties in law maybe?They chat here and there.

And then covid happens. They're in lockdown. And chrissy and robin get tagged in some musical video challenge that's going around. So they do it, cuz they live together, and because they've been dying to see steve and eddie sing together, they tag them and pass it on. They have each others numbers because of chrissy and robin importance. So they'll both see it. And eddie sends steve a song name, some 80s song, he remembers them chatting about how they love 80s music at an event when they'd both run to hide in the bathroom to be away from the crowds for a bit. And steve text back,

"???" so eddie sends the post, and steve is like,

"oh!!! Oh my god yes let's do it!" So they do a little face time split video thing and its not a huge deal. Its goes a little crazy for a day or two and then calms. But then steve wakes up to robin calling him, and like 10 missed calls from her already. And he answers all groggy in the middle of the afternoon, lockdown, he can sleep when he wants damn it. And he's like,

"whats happened?" And she SHOUTS his name into the phone, he groans. But then she tells him to check Eddie's instagram, and then promptly hangs up on him. And he's like blinking himself awake still but he clicks it open and pulls up Eddie’s. It's actually the first thing that pops up on his feed cuz he really doesn't follow that many people... like... at all. He can see eddie, sitting on his bed, guitar in his lap and one of his little music machines next to him. Steve clicks it and feels himself blushing because of what Eddie's saying.

Basically, he starts of with,

"okay so normally i wouldn't comment or respond to like... assholes in the notes and comments but, I'm locked in my apartment and haven't talked to anyone face to face in like a fucking month an half and am just scrolling through all these stupid fucking comments so lets break this down." He shakes his hair out of his face, it's even longer than normal, his bangs are falling into his eyes. He settles back in, leans closer over his guitar, pointing into the camera.

"All you assholes. Calling Steve's music like... bland pop whatever blah blah blah. Have you listened to his stuff??? Cuz like, not to get TOO into it. Just... oh fucks sake hang on." He leans off the bed, making a weird strangled noise as he stretches. He manages to get hold of a hair band and shoved his hair up into a severely messy bun. Pushing his bangs to the sides he settles back in with his guitar and plays a bit of one of Steve's songs.

Steve feels his face getting hotter and hotter. He's still with nancy. But she's locked down at her own place and it's not even attraction making him blush. It's the fact that eddie munson, heavy metal rockstar man, is playing one of his songs, peice by peice, and laying down some serious music theory on his fans.

He plays it bit by bit until a small section of the song is playing out over his little recorder. And its acoustic and not electric like the actual song. But all the parts are there, and it sounds good. Steve can't stop watching. Barely blinking. Eddie stops playing and looks back into the camera, eyes a little wild, he's really been going at it for awhile. And he's like,

"steve might be, technically, a popstar, which, isn't really even THAT true. He jumps genres just like we do, but thats not the point. The point is, there are so many fucking... the fucking layers??? The goddamn depth of the composition of these songs he's making? He's a musical genius okay? Like... his songs are bonkers when you break them down okay?? So of i see one more of you cunts come into my comments and tell me to stop associating with popstars, which is a whole fucking OTHER topic im choosing to ignore. Dont fuckin tell me who to associate with you pretentious fucks. Anyway. Dont fuckin talk about his music until you fucking LISTEN to his music. The skill and precision it takes to make music like this? And in all the genres he ventures into, the skill level stays. Like...." eddie makes a wild flourishing motion.

"This dudes fuckin nuts okay? He's got fucking bars. He's got fucking talent. And he's my fuckin friend. So shut the fuck up. Mind your own business. Or get with the fucking program and go fucking listen to his shit. Fuck. Got me all fuckin heated now. Bunch'a dumbasses." He shakes his head. Clicks the music play back off, and sets his guitar down next to him. He pushes his bangs up off his head, breathes out a deep breath and rolls his eyes.

"Just... be nice. Or stay out of my comments. He's a friend. He's a fucking hard worker. And i dont take kindly to people calling themselves my "fans", he does the air quotes,

"and then showing up and shitting on steve just cuz he doesn't sing metal." Eddie lets his eyes move away, and then back, and then he smirks, reaches for the camera and says

"Not yet, anyway." He winks, and the video goes black.

Steve is so fucking flattered he has no words. And it only gets worse when he scrolls and sees chrissy and robin cheering eddie on. But THEN he sees Jeff, Andy, and Gareth in the comments too, saying stuff as well. Jeff leaves a trail of fire emojis and then says,

"yes!!! We use Steve's stuff at warm ups alllll the time!!! His shit will rock your world!"

And steve is just, so fucking flattered. He likes the post and tries to think of a way to respond. He thanks eddie in the comments. After checking his own and seeing some of HIS fans saying similar stuff about eddie and his band.

So he comments and doubles down,tell HIS fans he feels the same. He doesn't tolerate hate toward his friends. And then, he grabs the box from under his bed. Pulls out his stack of Corroded Coffin ticket stubs. He's been to.... several shows. Like a lot. Not always front row. He and robin love lawn seats. So they hang back there, and party with the kids and make a good space for themselves, dustin had started a lawn mosh three or four times. But he just makes a video, says,

"its come to my attention some of you think i couldn't possibly be a fan of Corroded Coffin. And i just woke up like an hour ago and im not generally good with words so im not gonna say anything. I'm just gonna do this." He holds up the stubs, all stacked together at first, and then he slides his thumb and the stubs fan out, he's got like... 15 to 25 of them.

He smiles. Fans himself a bit with them, holds them closer to the camera so people can see they're actually Corroded Coffin tickets and then pulls them back. He gives a little toothy smile and a peace sign and then turns the camera off. He goes to take a shower and comes back to a comment from eddie under his video thats just,

"YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! FUCKIN WHAT!?!? OUR BIGGEST FAN YOU SAY?? 🤣😈🔥🔥🔥💋💋💋"

Cuz he's an emoji slut and had been up for... over 24 hours making that video and just losing his shit a little. But then he also gets a personal text from Eddie and he's like,

"holy shit. Have you really been to that many of our shows?" And steve is like,

"yup. More actually. Ive seen you a few times at festivals from backstage too" and they get to chatting.

Steve tells eddie about dustin starting the lawn moshing and eddie loses his shit again cuz that was so cool to him and the guys, that the lawn had been moshing like the pit. And thats how they start really talking and becoming actually friends and not just semi sort of adjacent friends. Robin and Chrissy add them both to the same group chat and it just blossoms from there.

They dont really post anymore videos, alone or together. But then, after lockdown, a music award show comes to them both and asks if they'd wanna perform a song together as a suprise for the show. And Steve's kind of hesitant. Cuz he doesn't know if he can pull off a Corroded Coffin song. But eddie just claps him on the back and is like,

"dont worry. We're gonna play one of yours" and steves like,

"shouldn't we talk about it a little?" And the band boys chime in that they've been DYING to perform one of his songs. And steve is just so flattered. But he's also like,

"i dont... know. How's my song work with you guys and your style? Im not exactly a heavy metal guru." Eddie smirks at the word, throws his arm over Steve's shoulder and says,

"oh steve. Lemme open your eyes. Lemme show you what you can really do." He widens his eyes cheekily and he and the boys take him to their studio to show him what they have in mind.

When they perform, it starts with just steve alone with his guitar, the stage behind him dark. He gets through the beginning and then the band kicks in with their heavy style and the crowd 'ooohs'. Steve finishes the first verse and then the lights come up, the band goes harder and Eddie comes out from behind Gareth and starts playing his guitar, walks up to the second mic and starts singing and everyone goes CRAZY.

Steve matches Eddie's energy for the whole performance. Eddie jumping and playing and sliding to his knees when he's not singing. Steve jumping to the beat and playing when its Eddie's time to sing. Both of them leaning in close to one mic to sing and play their guitars in unison a few time. The crowd screaming making them both smile.

The crowd screams loud again when Steve leans against Eddie's back as they play, head falling back to lay on his shoulder. And then Eddie is hard core screaming the end of the song. Steve bouncing on his toes as he plays the final notes and the light fall and the stage goes black.

The comments on the videos online are almost all about how GOOD it sounds. And how well their voice go together. And a ton of Corroded Coffin fans being like,

"look at the little popstar man go!!! He's a little rocker at heart!" Cuz steve had been jumping around, keeping up with eddie as he played his guitar and yelled into the mic with him. And Steve's fans are like,

"holy shit! I haven't seen him look that happy on stage in ages!! He's a rockstar!!!" Everyone coming together and agreeing that rock agrees with steve! Even if he doesn't go their on his own in the future, they're glad he's friends with eddie and can venture there if he wants too, when he wants too. Because eddie is always happy to have him. They hug super tight at the end, eddie grabbing Steve's hand and holding it over their head as he screams,

"make some fucking NOISE!! FOR STEVE. FUCKING. HARRINGTON!" and the crowd fucking loses it as they smile and walk off, Eddie's arm draped over Steve's neck, both of them sweaty and hot and beaming.

[acesofspadess]

Home Grown

a/n: heheheeh

summary: back home can mean one thing...

Landing at 9 in morning in Dublin gave you enough time to get through the airport with minimal fan encounters.  Because you were only staying for the day you hadn’t booked a hotel, only having a carry on shared for both of you and a personal item. Atticus, who had flown in a few days earlier and was very excited to see his best friend, offered to pick you both up and take you where you needed to go. “Bestie?!” he shouted when you walked out of the airport. You ran up to him and hugged him tumbling to the ground. Niall was filming the whole thing and laughed when you both got up still hugging each other. “Are you ready?” 

“Fuck no.”

maiaquinn

maiaquinn See you soon Slane 🇮🇪

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naiastan SLANE!!!!!!!!

niallleerrrrrr is Niall with you???

missquinn_maia I KNEW IT

As you arrived to Slane Castle you froze. “What the fuck am I doing?” you whispered from the back seat of Atticus’ car. You let Niall sit in the front as his legs were longer. “About to perform for one of the biggest crowds in the world.” Atticus shrugged off and you hit his shoulder. “Okay lets not got hurt right now. We’re driving.” Niall grabbed your hand before you could throw another punch at Atticus, who was ducking from you while finding the closest parking spot.

You stepped out of the car for the first time since the airport (only 30 min) and groaned, stretching before you were jumping up and down and skipping all over the parking lot. “I'm home!” you sang and Niall looked at you with so much love. He was surprised he hadn’t slipped up and told you yet. 

“Are you gonna tell her?” Atticus asked not taking his eyes off you who had just laid in the middle of the road. He looked at him questioningly. “Tell her you love her.”  Atticus further described turning to him. Niall turned back to you only to see you with a puzzled expression looking at your phone.

“Hey what happened.” he pushed off the car atticus on his tail. “She finally twisted the story, right after my post. That-” but Niall kissed you before you could say anything you might regret. You melted into his arms as he carefully massaged your scalp through your mane of curly hair. “Post it.” he whispered and you immediately looked at him. “YOU want me to post it.” he nodded and Atticus hummed his agreement, “If you won’t I will.” you nodded at him giving the approval to do so while you got your guitar out of the car. “Don’t let it ruin your day love.” Niall whispered. You looked up at him and sighed. “I know.” he kissed you lips effectively taking the pout off them.

The band pulled up around 10 minutes later as it took them longer in the airport with their instruments. “Hey guys! You ready for this?” they all cheered as they gave you hugs. “Thank you guys so much for letting me steal you. I really appreciate it.” they all shrugged you off with different forms of ‘of course!’. You all walked the short distance to the backstage area where they were waiting.

“Look what the cat dragged in.” he smirked as you and Niall walked up to him ahead of everyone. “You know I prefer dogs H.” he laughed and you hugged him. “Hey mate.” Niall and Harry hugged and both boys hands caught you as you pretended to faint. “My 9 year old self is screaming, actually no- thats just me.” you joked making the two boys laugh. “Funny one you got there Nialler.” Harry pointed out and Nial scoffed, “so she would like to think.” you pouted and he laughed, “you know its just banter.” he kissed you, “i know, i just wanted a kiss.” you shrugged pushing past Harry to go say hi to the rest of the band like you weren’t just freaking about meeting everyone.

During soundcheck you and the band went over some of your own songs as well as some you sang on The Voice just in case you wanted to switch it up. “You guys are amazing. I love you” you cried to the band as they nailed everything. You would be the last opener and because of that Harry and the Love band were sitting around the stage watching your half-arsed performance.

“I promise I will sound a lot better later.” you joked into the mic and they all laughed. “You might put Harry out of job tonight.” Ariza joked and you laughed before running around the stage as Harry tried to chase you. “You can’t take my job.” he dropped in the middle of the stage and you laughed running back to him. “There, there, Mr. just Harry.” you patted his fluffy hair, before he was grabbing your legs making you laugh before you hopped on his back “We all know the person these people look up to is Niall.” and as if on cue his famous laughter rang through the stage. “Speak of the leprechaun and he shall appear.” Harry giggled. “I see she’s got you wrapped around her finger.” Niall joked, shaking his head at you. “I mean it Niall. If you hurt her…'' he trailed off, and that was the only time you had ever even thought of Harry looking scary. “Scouts honour.” He took a pic of you and Harry and in the time you two were goofing around the instruments had been changed and everyone was in their respective spots. 

“Can I stay and watch.” They all agreed without hesitation and it was a very fun soundcheck. You switched back and forth from mimicking piano, to guitar, to the drums. You even did the cinema horns. “Do you know how to play all these?” Pauli asked from his set up and you nodded with a big smile. “Play the drums!” he asked and you looked to Sarah who nodded with a shrug. “Alright then, H can we do ‘Daylight’?” and they looked at you. “What? Is tonights song Stockholm?” you asked innocently still wondering why they were all looking at you like that.

“That song is all drums.” You heard Elin say shocked. You shrugged, “I guess?” Harry shrugged and when he gave you all a thumbs up you started playing. You played through the whole song with everyone staring at you. You sang Sarah's lines as well, and everyone was amazed, not that you knew as your eyes were closed.

“Fucking hell, Maia.” Harry cursed into the mic as gently paced Sarah’s sticks on her stool and walked off the stand. “That was fun.”

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You were shitting yourself as the band went on to set themselves up. “Hey, you know what your doing. You have no reason to be nervous.” Niall whispered into your ear as he hugged you. His hugs were grounding and you wished you could perform like this. “This is 80 thousand people Niall. 80!” you wanted to throw up at the thought. “You sang on my live infront of 50.” he pointed out. “No it was one, you.” You shot back and he grimaced knowing you were technically right… you had only seen him.

“It doesn't matter, just be yourself. Harry wouldn’t have put you on if he thought you weren’t ready. Everyone believes in you. Do you believe in yourself?”

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You walked on stage while messing with your in ears. The band had walked on with you again and that calmed you down. “Hello Slane!” you shouted into the mic and you heard the audience cheer. “Im Maia Quinn.” again more cheers. “Okay so some of you do know me.” you chuckled nervously, “I’ve never done anything of this magnitude before, and im shitting myself because of that.” you heard the roar of laughter and we’re glad this wasn’t a complete fail. “Before I sing some songs for you guys I want to thank the ‘Lemons’ as I stole them.” They laughed at you as you blew them a kiss, “And I want to thank Harry for giving me this opportunity.” Everyone screamed as you saw Harry in his tracksuit wave at you from side stage. He was closer as he wanted to watch your performance and have enough time to get changed. “Im gonna play some of my own songs, and some you may know. So if you know the words sing ‘em with me.”

You sang two of your ballads, and when you sang your more up beat one they sang it with you and smiled as they took over the chorus

I can feel it coming miles away

Feel the rhythm and how it’s calling your name

And you know it, every note that you read

I can feel it on every inch of my skin

In my blood, running , I’d like it facing the wind

And you know it, every note that you read

“Wow i wasn’t sure you guys would know that one.” you laughed, you saw someone hold a sign up and you read it, “Hi whats your name? Ezra? Nice to meet you Ezra. You want me to sing ‘Wicked Game’?” you clarified and some people screamed in agreement. You were glad you soundcheck some songs, “Give me two seconds.” you told him and you jogged to the band and they all agreed. 

You then turned to Harry and held a thumbs up. He wanted to hear this live more than anyone. You held a thumbs up and they started playing and those who knew cheered.

The audience clapped along with the music and you could only imagine what they looked like behind your closed eye

What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way

Niall wished your eyes were open so you could see how he looked at you

What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you

The audience cheered as you added a bit of rasp and edge

And I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)

With you

No, I 

As you held onto your note you used all you could to power through all 10 seconds of the song for the note that blew everyone away

Nobody 

Your eyes softly as you looked at the crowd before your eyes closed again as you finished the song

loves no one

Everyone cheered and you saw Harry jumping up and down as you looked at him and he whistled before clapping again. “It's been donkey’s years since I last sang that.” you laughed and took a sip of water while walking to pick up your acoustic. “Now every single one of you should know this next song, if you don’t,” you paused, “someone will be very sad.”

It was just you and your guitar for this one. You started to finger pick the strings and they cheered as they heard the familiar tune.

Waking up to kiss you and nobody’s there

The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air

It’s hard

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round

It’s funny how things never change in this old town

So far from the stars

You barely sang as the crowd of 80 thousand sounded like a speaker.  “The next song I'm gonna play I've seen circulating around twitter with some videos of you guys coming up with your own verses. Its crazy how its been so many years since I released this.” Those who knew what you were on about started screaming and you laughed. “This is ‘Nonsense’.”

This song catchier than chicken pox is

As you heard them shout it to you you held the mic towards them

I bet your house is where my other sock is

Woke up this morning thought I'd write a pop hit

How quickly can you take your clothes off? Pop quiz

There's 80 thousand people at this concert

You the twist the story now I've got the last word

Please don't test me your just gonna get hurt

Thank you Slane, I hope I did you justice

One more song, then Harry’ll be out on stage I promise 

You laughed as they booed. “Harry’s not gonna like that.” you looked in his direction and he shook his head with a laugh. “He said i can take over!” they all cheered and you quickly brought them back down, “no sorry, only joking.” you held your hand up apologetically. 

“Alright loves, this is the last song and then you guys will see who you paid for. But if you know anything about me it’s probably my cover of this song.” they all cheered as you sat down on the stage floor, bringing the guitar mic with you so you had something to sing into. “This is Still.” you took out one of your in-ears to hear the sound of the guitar better.

My mind is complicated

Find it hard to rearrange it

But I'll have to find a way somehow

Overreacting lately

Find it hard to say I'm sorry

But I'll make it up to you somehow

I just don't know why

Stars won't shine at night

You around seeing some people with tears already falling

Tell me you want it

A thousand miles away from the day that we started

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

Well, I'm still in love with you

Did I miscalculate this?

Let's just go back to basics

Forget about what's come and gone

'Cause I hate to see us like this

Breaking up on nights just like this

We should be shooting for them stars of gold

It crazy playing this song again

So tell me you want it

A thousand miles away from the day that we started

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

Then I guess we lost our focus

And it's killing me that we could go to war like this

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

Well, I'm still in love with you

Oh, we'll be alright

Oh, it'll be alright

Oh, we'll be alright

Oh, it'll be alright

“Sing it!”

So tell me you want it

A thousand miles away from the day that we started

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

I guess we lost our focus

And it's killing me that we could go to war like this

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

Well, I'm still in love with you

They all screamed as you stood up and bowed. You moved the mic stand back to its respectful place, guitar swung around to your back as you blew kisses to them while saying thank you. You waved until you were in the dark and ran off to go find Niall. 

“Ni?!” you yelled around all the trailers. When you opened the door to your trailer you saw him in the middle of the room on one knee. “Niall Horan what the fuck are you doing?” you whisper-shouted. He laughed and shook his head. “Telling you, I love you.” you dropped to the floor next to him and placed the guitar down. “Then why are you on your knees?” you questioned putting his face in your hands. “Because I do have a ring for you.” he said, pulling out two blue boxes. 

“Niall Horan.” you repeated in shock again. “I liked both, and knew you would too, so I bought both.” He giggled still through tears. “This one is a knot, because im tied to you, always will be.” He said placing it on your right pointer finger, “and this one- its the Tiffany T but it looked like an H so of course I bought it.” You laughed as he placed it on your left middle finger, right next to his gold and green one. “Now I have three promises to you, to love you,” he kissed his ring, “to be yours forever,” he kissed the ‘H’ ring, “and to forever be with you, through thick and thickest.” He finished off by kissing the knot ring. 

When he released your hands you ran your hands over his cheeks. “God, I love you so much. I feel like a shithole because you gave me all of this and- when even did you get these?” you laughed knowing he’d been with you all day. “In New York. when you went to take a nap I left.” he laughed as you shoved his shoulder.

“I love you so much Niall Horan.”

“I love you Maia Quinn, always.”

[dracarialove]

📄 Posting my finished fics here, too 📄

*Check the 'shadow's heart' tag if you haven't read chapter 1

[Chapter 3: Confliction]

Pulling up to the home Silver and Blaze shared, their dark-furred guest parked his Viper behind the platinum-painted Camaro and made eye contact with the lavender cat sitting in the bay window.

She hopped down from the cushioned seat while he stepped out of his car, then greeted him at the door with a surprisingly wide smile on her white muzzle.

"This has been such a long time coming," she claimed as he walked in.

"A long time?" The edge of his lip curled into a small, perplexed smile. "We've only been together for two years."

"Yes, but I can see how happy Rouge is when she's with you." Blaze led him to the living room beyond the foyer, where they sat on a gray triple-wide couch. "I'm surprised you waited to snap her up as long as you have."

One black eyebrow lowered and his slightly amused smile remained as he tilted his head at her comment. "And what about you and Silver? You two have been dating much longer than us and just got engaged a couple months ago."

The princess stiffened a bit and Shadow caught a streak of pink touching her cheeks. "Well... w-we wanted to wait! With the renovations and all... anyway-" Her expression turned determined, gold eyes locking to his. "Today is about you, and how you're going to offer Rouge your heart for the foreseeable future."

The Ultimate Lifeform chuckled lightly. "I didn't know you had this romantic side to you, Blaze. I always thought Silver was the mushy one."

"Appreciation of true love isn't exclusive to one half of the relationship, my friend. But, speaking of..."

She turned towards the back of the sofa, facing the open archway that led to the rest of the house, and raised one hand beside her mouth. "Silver! Shadow is here!"

"Oh, coming!" echoed the excited tone of the futuristic hedgehog, moments before he rushed into their living room. He was smiling wider than Blaze, and his eyes immediately darted to their guest. "So, you're finally proposing?"

Shadow scratched awkwardly behind his ear. "Uh, yeah... finally."

Before he could say anything else, Silver plopped himself down on the open couch space between them and planted one hand on his friend's shoulder, giving it a compassionate squeeze. "Congratulations, man! How are you gonna do it?"

"Uhhh..." Shadow hesitated, feeling a little overwhelmed. Silver let go of him, which allowed him some relief, but the optimistic hedgehog had given him multiple things to address in an instant – it was a bit overbearing, even though he meant well.

Blaze diverted her fiancé's attention, patting his knee with a gloved palm. "I don't think we're there just yet. There needs to be a ring first."

"Also," Shadow added, "she has to say 'yes' before you can congratulate me."

Silver looked at him as if he'd said something unbelievable. "Of course she'll say yes. She said yes to Knux, and he-"

The young man cut his own sentence short when Blaze's fingers tightened on his knee, warning him not to continue the thought. He cleared his throat, embarrassment on his face. Shadow was reminded that he still had to talk to his girlfriend about the previous run-in with Knuckles.

Silver spoke again, "Well... point is, you're great; and I know Rouge loves you a lot."

His words lit a bit of a fire in the Ultimate Lifeform again, and a warm smile drew across Shadow's muzzle. "Thank you for the confidence. Now..." He retrieved his cell phone and began pulling up his earlier search results. "... to find a worthy ring."

***

"I think a gold band would be best; Rouge does like flashy jewelry."

"Oh, but what about this icy-white one? It's so pretty, imagine how that'll sparkle! And the shape is cool!"

"Well, Shadow will certainly want a gold band to fit his style, so it's a good idea for the bride's ring to match."

"But that's the wedding ring! The engagement ring is supposed to be cute and shimmery!"

"Silver, just because that's what you got for me doesn't mean it's what Rouge would like."

Shadow was scratching behind his ear again in discomfort, staring down at the phone and listening to his friends debate the choices. His eyes wandered over to Blaze's left hand, to the glimmering aquamarine stone sitting atop a polished platinum band. It was a good choice for her, but something like that wouldn't be quite right for Rouge.

"I agree with Blaze," he spoke, looking up at their faces and ending their tame squabble. "The more obviously it shines, the better."

Silver pouted a little and Blaze smiled softly while Shadow continued, "But, to Silver's credit, I do think a curvy design would be nice."

"Wow," Blaze chimed, "look at you, making your own vision. And the stone? If I know my best friend, she'd be predictably smitten with a high-carat diamond."

"Hmm..." pondered Shadow, looking back down and idly rubbing an index finger above his lip.

"Wouldn't the gold overshadow a diamond?" Silver asked, genuinely curious.

"Perhaps, but-"

"Not to cut you off, Blaze," interrupted Shadow, "but I do have an idea. Rouge has told me her favorite gems in the world are the Chaos Emeralds. Obviously, I wouldn't be able to use one, as difficult as they are to find... but what do you think of a regular emerald?"

Silver gasped, his smile wide. "With diamonds lining the band!"

"Ooh," the cat cooed. "I actually think that's a great idea! You could get it shaped like a Chaos Emerald, I'm sure she'd love that. Green goes very well with gold."

"And it'll bring out her eyes," Shadow added, more comfortable and smiling down at his phone while searching for emerald rings.

The white hedgehog put his right hand to his heart, his expression softening into a display of deep affection for his friend's rare optimistic mood. "This is so sweet." He looked at Blaze and his free hand grabbed hers. "It makes me want to propose to you all over again."

His fiancée blushed and tensed her shoulders towards her cheeks, trying to subdue her smile. "Silver! Please, not in front of a guest..."

But she didn't need to worry about Shadow noticing her embarrassment. He was engrossed in the thought of Rouge gasping and grinning at his choice for the symbol of his intent. The pieces finally fit together in his head – the perfect ring for a perfect woman.

Silver gave Blaze a quick kiss on the cheek while Shadow wasn't looking, then stood from the couch. "Think I'll make some fried rice – get a good lunch going. You want some, Shadow? Or something else?"

Red eyes flicked up at him briefly. "Sure, that's fine."

"Cool!" The futuristic hedgehog strolled back through the nearby archway, starting to whistle a tune once he left the room. The remaining two sat in silence for a moment. Then, just before the lack of conversation got awkward, Shadow's phone rang. It was the jewel hunter herself, prompting him to stand.

"I'll take this outside," he told Blaze, who nodded and also left the sofa to seek out her cooking beau while the dark hedgehog walked out the front door.

He answered with a lighter tone than his usual deep timbre. "Hey, love."

"Hi, baby!" Her mature voice sounded elated, but longing. He understood, as he was longing for her, too. "God, it's so good to hear your voice after listening to Tower bark orders all morning."

Shadow chuckled. "He's being insufferable again, is he?"

"Always. You know he badgered me again last night about you joining G.U.N? So annoying."

"Hm. Well, with you on their team, they shouldn't need my help." He leaned back against the side of the house, bending his free arm under the other to support it.

He heard Rouge sigh and closed his eyes to picture her. She said, "I know, I'm great."

Her confidence made him chuckle and she continued, "Although, I can say these missions would be a lot more fun with you around. But don't worry, I told Tower you had better things to do than take orders from the government."

"Like... take orders from you, boss?" Shadow countered, a smirk bending his voice into a teasing tone.

The ivory bat scoffed playfully; he could tell she was grinning. "Well, yes! You can't tell me you'd rather have an old, stern, unfunny man for a superior."

"You are right, I can't. It would be a lie to pretend that I don't enjoy working for a beautiful, charming, enchanting woman... even if she is a little materialistic."

"How dare you," she bantered, still speaking with a smile. "Just for that, you'd better have a stunning new accessory for me when I get back!"

Shadow laughed, tickled by the serendipity that Rouge was unaware of. She thought she was being funny, but the jewel-loving spy had no idea that she was actually going to get her wish. When his laugh subsided, he opened his eyes and looked up at the clear sky.

He said thoughtfully, "I miss you."

He half-expected a witty quip to keep the joke going – something like, "After only one day? You must be obsessed!" – but Rouge's tone softened and she replied, "I miss you, too."

"How's the mission going?"

"It's okay. A bit boring. So far, we're just doing surveillance. But, on the up-side, I've been learning some interesting things about sea life since we picked up some books from this old laboratory nearby. What I found most fascinating was this section about one particular species; did you know there's such a thing as an immortal jellyfish?"

The Ultimate Lifeform's brows raised at the mention of immortality, and his smile slackened. "No, I didn't. That's curious."

"I almost found it unbelievable at first! But it's true, the little guys can reverse their life cycle if they want – or, something like that, I haven't gotten to finish reading it, yet."

"Wow... that must've been surprising to see." Shadow masked the unease that crept into his heart at the thought of a creature that could live forever. It was too similar to his own biology, and – uncomfortably – made him think about his long lifespan too much for his liking.

"Yeah," Rouge spoke, calm because she didn't know the introspection she'd just sparked, "I'm not usually into science, but that kind of stuff is cool. Plus, anything's better than listening to Topaz complain about the way I work."

"Ha, yeah... I bet." He took a breath as his lean turned into a slump. In his head, he was thinking, 'You might not consider it cool if you knew you were living with an immortal... and what that truly means.'

"Sooo," her voice dragged, "how are things on your end?"

"Well... up and down, I suppose." Shadow pushed off the wall and stepped forward to sit down on the concrete stoop. "The casino is doing well, although it was very crowded last night."

"Aw, sorry I couldn't be there, hun. Bane helped you hold things down though, right?"

"Yeah, we got through it..." One hand slinked across the back of his neck and he rubbed it in discomfort. He remembered his encounter with Knuckles again, and knew he couldn't put off telling her about it. "But we had an... unpleasant visitor last night."

"Oh no, who?"

Shadow sighed. "Knuckles."

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, long enough for the dark hedgehog to get a sinking feeling in his stomach. Then his lover asked with a hint of disgust, "Why? What did he want?"

Shadow's answer escaped a growing sneer, "He was demanding to speak with you. Babbling about apologizing... after two fucking years."

His eyes rolled, black brows furrowing at the memory. Rouge's tone sounded softer when she spoke again. "Shadow... don't concern yourself with him. Especially if it's going to ruin your mood."

Fingers pinched the midsection of his closed eyes and he shook away the frustration. Then the bat added, "When I get back, we'll do something nice. A date night – how's that sound?"

Shadow nodded even though she couldn't see it. "I'd like that. Hopefully your mission doesn't run long."

"I'm crossing my fingers as we speak. Talk to you later?"

"Whenever you have time. You know I'll always answer."

"I won't make you wait if I can help it." The smile in her voice returned when she mimicked a kiss through the phone. "Love you!"

"Love you, too."

They hung up and Shadow felt troubled that he couldn't form a smile like Rouge could. There were two big problems hanging over him now; conflicts he wouldn't be able to shake through sheer force of will.

But, irritating as it was that his girlfriend's ex wanted back in her life, the other issue was even more daunting: the Ultimate Lifeform's immortality, which would pale her lifespan as the years went on, and – dreadfully possibly – her desire to stay with him, as well.

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Dear Namjoon | 17

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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"why are you telling me this" jungkook pushes his way past taehyung who keeps blocking him as they make their way to the practice room. 

"stop pulling my leg, i know you know t-" he looks around before holding onto his shoulder pulling him closer to him as he whispers the next words "i know you know they are a thing" 

rolling his eyes he pushes taehyung's hand away walking to the board room as he opens the door as he gives taehyung a signal to go in. locking the door they both check if anyone is inside "fine hurry up, tell me what happened"

"okay, i was minding my own busines-"

"hard to believe" jungkook chuckles only to have taehyung glare at him as he crosses his arms "do you want me to tell you or not"

"i could care less, but go on"

"what ever then i'm leaving" he tries to push jungkook who was standing in front of the door but he didn't budge "i'm joking, go on"

"fine...i was talking to my dad on the phone when all i see is y/n leaving his room. and then namjoon came out shirtless calling out her name. i waited for a while before i made my way to my room which i was sharing with jimin and guess what"

"taehyung get to the point please, we're going to be late to practice" jungkook sighs frustrated with him for dragging his sentences out. 

"fine fine, i hear her telling jimin that she wanted to leave, jimin was telling her to wait till morning to say good bye but she said she didn't want to. she ended up leaving and guess what. he's been calling her all morning and she doesn't answer. he even asked to borrow my phone, cause well he knows i know and i asked him what happened and he said" he stops to catch his breath in a exaggerated way 

"he said what taehyung!"

"he said they broke up" 

"oh shit"

he nods as jungkook stands there in shock, he didn't think you'd break up with him. He is actually baffled with what taehyung told you. at first when he woke up he thought you had left cause you didn't want to deal with him or you maybe you two got into some fight. but breaking up? that was interesting...

"did she answer when he used your phone" 

"see the thi-" they both jolt as someone pulls on the door only to have them knock right after "taehyung, jungkook you both better not be sneaking something to eat in there. get out already" startled by namjoon both boys open the door slowly "we weren't eating" jungkook says as he steps out 

"even though that would've been a good idea" taehyung pouts. 

"you guys are late, i had to come get you. cause of the both of you we have to do a hour extra of practice" the two younger members stared at namjoon who wasn't looking his great, he was paler than usual and looked exhausted. 

"hyung, are you okay?" taehyung asks as he reaches out to poke his cheek only to have namjoon slap his hand away "i'm fine, i would be better if you guys would just be on time to practice. i'm the one getting in trouble cause of all of you. now lets go" 

"I arrived safely jimin, i told you to not worry" laying on your bed you received a call from jimin who was worried since you went back on your own. 

"are you going to tell me why you left so early" jimin continues to do his stretches as he talks on the phone. they were going to start but since the youngest members weren't there and namjoon had to go find them, he knew that it was gonna take long. might as well not waste time and call you. 

"i just had to come back...don't worry about it" 

"i know but you loo- damn he found them faster than i thought. i have to go. i'll call you back later" without giving you time to respond you heard the beep which ended the call. sitting up you find tissues all over your bed and on the floor, your nose stuffy from all the crying. you needed to clean and wash up before your dad found you in this state. 

you also had school. 

"you got it wrong again" the choreographer yells at namjoon who messed up steps again "what is wrong?" hobi turned to look at namjoon, annoyed. they have been going at this for hours and he's seemed out of focus since the starts it's putting everyone in a bad mood. the two younger members turned to look at each other aware of what's really going on they sympathize with namjoon. 

 "we're tired" jungkook steps up "how can you want us to do it right if we haven't had any breaks" taehyung follows the younger's lead. 

the choreographer sighs in annoyance as he looks up at the clock on the wall. "get here tomorrow at 7am sharp" turning to look at the bold boys who spoke up he points at them "and don't be late, or you'll do extra" taking his bag he marches out the room. everyone watching him as the double doors slam only for everyones body to fall to the ground as they laid on their backs catching their breath. 

"this is not what i signed up for" yoongi yells as he wipes the sweat off his face "namjoon get your head outta your ass what's with you today" the boys began to have a conversation as they laid in on the floor. 

"should we just stay here? I don't think I can move" jimin speaks up, reaching for the water bottle across from him. 

"no, we have to go to the dorm or we won't hear the end of it." jin speaks up 

"she broke up with me" namjoon mutters but everyone heard. 

everything went silent 

"what?" yoongi sits up, leaning against the mirror "who did?"

"my girlfriend idiot"

"don't get your panties in a twist, i was just asking" he flicks him off only to have namjoon chuckle. the rest of the members sit up and look at namjoon who stayed on the ground with his arm covering his eyes "i'm just having a shitty day and caused you guys to have one too" 

"we're a team aren't we. we do everything together" hoseok speaks up patting namjoon's thigh "who's the girl, you gonna tell us now?" jimin breaks the question some of them wanted to ask 

"no" 

"why no-"

"because..i can't" getting off the ground he doesn't bother gathering his things and just storms out the practice room. taehyung gets up, gathering both their things and chases after him. "who ever she is, what a bitchy move" yoongi says as he shakes his head.

"it was crazy" eunsook and the rest of the girls yell. they're rewatching the debut performance while talking about it, those who went of course. 

you had no where else to go so you stayed here and heard them go on about it for the whole hour. "what's with you? you don't look well. i thought you were staying with jimin and the boys longer"

"nah, I needed to come back you know" you lift the book that's suppose to read this semester, the book report was due soon "oh please if i was in your shoes i'd give zero fucks about homework" you roll your eyes as you hit her arm with the book...gently of course. 

"are you lonely now that jimin really is gone"

"yeah, dad's home a lot more but it's still awkward" you laugh remembering how he was acting in the morning "i feel like it's not even me anymore it's just him"

"it's not bad awkward, its just funny now"

You couldn't avoid jimin and the boys for too long. after their promotion time, jimin asked you to come over, you had no choice. it had been two weeks since you last saw him. 

"you saw the most weirdest things during interviews" you laugh at jimin who was hiding behind the pillow as they were playing their interviews on the t.v 

"it's what the public wants" he yells in his defense but everyone teased him about it. you thought it would be weird, being around namjoon but just like before he ignored you only saying hello and small things here and there. you did see taehyung and jungkook staring at you a lot more often and it creeped you out. 

but taehyung had the eyes of someone who wanted to tell you something, either way it freaked you out. going to the small fridge to get a bottle of water taehyung follows close behind "girl"

looking at him, he has his arms crossed and he didn't look happy

"boy" you answer sarcastically 

" why?"

"why what?" shutting the fridge you sigh "use full sentences will you" 

"why did you break up with him? and just when we had our debut" you could feel your heart in your throat as he had no care in the world if someone would hear him, pulling him to the other room you pinch his arm "why the fuck did you say it so loud"

"sorry" 

"i'm not gonna talk about this with you so lets go" sliding the door you gasp as you come face to face with the one person you wanted to avoid. 

"namjoon" you say as he eyes you, he inhales before clearing his throat  "can you move?" 

"oh..yeah" getting out of the way you see him saying goodbye to everyone. the way he treats you, you're grateful he didn't tell jimin but it leaves you a bitter taste. walking past you once more he mutters a goodbye without giving you a glance. 

no one cared to notice how the interactions between the both of you was any different. only two of them did. taehyung who was annoyed by the both of you. and jungkook who had a unreadable expression on his face. 

looking at jungkook you felt anger. you wanted to curse at him. Namjoon thought you were going to stay longer but he was wrong you wanted to leave the moment you got here. "i'm also going to leave, it's getting late" those two snotty brats kept staring at you. "i'm going home" you emphasize trying to get through  their thick ugly skulls

confused at your tone jimin gives you the side eye before giving you a hug "you sure you don't wanna stay? i can kick out taehyung" 

"hey!"

"no i should get home" you smile. 

you say goodbye quickly as you rush down the hall towards the dorms. trying to see if you could talk to namjoon even if it was for a little bit. you don't find him there, standing there dumbfounded you remember the studio he showed you before you two broke up. running up the stairs you make it to the floor, you find namjoon standing in front of the door entering his pin to the door. 

you call out his name at the end of the hallway. out of breath. looking up from the pin pad he looks at you and immediately his expression falls, turning into a frown. "what do you want y/n" 

hearing him call your name doesn't give you a euphoric feeling, you yearn for him to call you babe again anything but the way he says your name now. "can we please talk" you make your way in front of him. his stare makes your body burn, he's only inches from you but you couldn't hug him. 

"please we haven't talked since that nig-"

"because you left, you didn't even want to talk then. so why should we now" 

"please" your hand reaches out for his, only for him to push it away. frustrated he enters the last numbers to the pin pad opening the door "hurry up" 

entering the studio you notice nothing has changed, everything is the same since you last came. he pushes past you as he enters. sitting on the chair you look at the couch. 

the last time we came here we almost...you could feel your ears heat up. yes there was something else you also missed and wanted. 

"what did you want to say" his voice brings you back to reality as he stares at you, standing at the entrance. 

 His jaw was clenched his arms were crossed as he was leaned back against his chair, you could see how he was annoyed by you being in here.

"I'm sorry"

"no, don't start saying sorry and all that other shit" he rolls his eyes as he sits up "seriously y/n, you said we couldn't be together anymore. You said we should put distance between each other" he scoffs

"but yet here you are, trying to talk" he drags the last work out sarcastically. "I just don't want us to be on bad terms..namjoon you knew this could've happen-" you get startled as he stands up abruptly "no, I didn't ever imagine us breaking up. Unlike you I was ready to face the consequences of our relationship and I was ready to face jimin"

you both stare into each others eyes, namjoon begins to walk towards you. Holding your waist he pulls you closer to him, his hand caresses your cheek "but I could never make you do something you don't want"