#I'm pretty happy with how this came out! It's probably the sweetest thing I've ever written tbh

[doublegoblin]

Get To Know My OC (Andrea time)

Thank ya to the ever cool @asterhaze for the tag (wasn't popping up for a notif but I did see my little name in your bunches of people)

I've done this for Alex and Dave (I think lol) so this time I'll be filling this one out for the lovely Andrea; second in command to Alex and honestly the one who helps keep them sane. Let's go!

Are you named after anyone? 

To be perfectly honest; maybe? I don't often talk about it, but, back when I first came here, back when I had those memories still; there was just something about that name that stuck to me. I'm not sure if it was that portion of me's name, someone we liked, or like...whatever else. I still really like it, and it feels like it suits me. Though if I was looking for a change I'd probably go with something like a Rebecca or Sally. Best friends before I started working for the large and looming. Like they still are my best friends...I think? We chat every once in a while but what with work and all...I'm sorry, that wasn't part of the question!

When was the last time you cried? 

Saw a really cute bunch of Dreamers hanging out on the park benches before coming here so uh...I'll let you put those pieces together.

Do you use sarcasm? 

Depends on who I'm around. Most of the other co-workers are fine but uh, boss and big boss? Yeah, nah, it'd turn into one of those moments where you try and make a joke but then that other person makes it out into a whole big lecture. Alex I think would be more likely to tolerate if not understand it, I mean they've tried their hand at it before anyway. Dave on the otherhand...good luck explaining the nuance of that kind of thing to a god. I swear, you'd have a better chance trying to convince him to change the uniform mandate.

Do you have kids? 

Mostly the new batch of newbies that stumble in. Unless you mean the other part of me? Then I have no freakin' idea!

What’s the first thing you notice about people? 

How well they can take a little ribbing. Most people are pretty chill and even tag along. But some, hooo boy, they throw a giant fit! "Oh give it back!" this "How did you even get ahold of it?" that. Bunch of killjoys.

 What’s your eye color? 

So! The shade I'm going with now is like a mix of a soft lavender with an undercut of hazel! When I get bored of it I'm sure I'll change. I love lavender though! Oh my gosh it has to be one of the best colors of the visible spectrum! I haven't tried ultraviolet though...ya know what, think I got a new style to try out.

Scary Movies or Happy Endings? 

Every waking moment here is a nightmare of horrors and corporate smothering...so happy endings are nice!

Any special talents? 

I can throw a knife reeeeeally good. Like, really good. Care to see?

Where were you born? 

Skip

What are your hobbies? 

Oh man don't put me on the spot like this! Uhm...wow mind is a complete blank. I promise I'm not boring! I just...uh...well...I like to go for walks? Do crosswords? Uhm...ugh! I hate these kinds of question so skip!

Do you have any pets? 

Oh my god! *she rummages around in her pocket and pulls out a heavily creased photo* This is Piere! *unfolding the photo you are greeted with the chittering maw of some kind of furry cephalopod * He is the sweetest little Mawlite! He's about three cycle old so still just a hatchling! Now despite his sweet looks he can be such a little rascal! Why recently-*for roughly the next 2-3 hours she enthusiastically goes over every small detail of her pet, the words all blurring together at some point*

What sports do you play/have played? 

Uuuuhm, look I'll be honest with you. If I'm not out working I would much rather set my happy ass down on the couch and snuggle my wittle baby~ But, I was pretty okay at archery.

Favorite subject in school? 

If there is anyone out there who liked anything about onboarding or those stupid preliminary classes I wou-you know what no, I know at least one person. Let me level with ya, I have forgotten most of the nitty-gritty so we'll just skip this question also.

Dream job? 

Despite my bitching, I couldn't think of a better department to work in. Well...maybe the Wildlife sector but then I'd have to deal with that manager and wouldn't have as much time to be home and all that jazz. Though, I would get a sick kit. Knowing Dave though this will be going onto an official record so I'll just say I'm happy where I am.

Tags!: @stanrendipity @lola-theshowgrl @tailoroffates @tisiphonewolfe (Idk how many you have done for these!) @gummybugg @moonluringfrost @mysticstarlightduck

[crystalclear97]

I WAS AT STAGE WITH PARAMORE 💜

Wow. I can't believe I'm writing this. Here I go.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language and I'm writing this at the airport on my phone without thinking too much. So, sorry if I mess up with the grammar or something 🙏 (by the time I'm uploading it I'm already at home cause I wanted to add some pictures).

I made this account very recently because I was embarassed about fangirling too much at my main blogs where irl people followed me.

I dedicated this account mostly to aruani (snk) fandom but you've probably realized that I also share a lot Paramore stuff.

Well, I wasn't planning on ending anonymity anytime soon but... something BIG happened to me.

Last thursday I was able to go to my first Paramore show ever at Dublin. I've been dreaming about it for so many years. I've watched so many videos of fans going up stage at Misery Business and I've cried so many times watching them. I travelled from Spain, wrote in a huge sign "I crave to sing with you", arrived at queue at 8:15 am aprox, and waited (I had General Acces tickets!). The amazing Tom gave us some numbered wristbands so we could leave the queue and stay warm and healthy without losing our spot. He was the sweetest. Meanwhile I took a walk around, lucky enough to meet Brian Robert Jones and take a pic with him!!! Around 4 pm we were back at the queue and, yes, I was able to be at the same spot. ❤️

The second I entered the arena and realized how close I was to the stage I started ugly crying hahahaha. Rozi Plain was so sweet, Bloc Party was awesome (I really like them as well!!). And then they came out. At that moment I wasn't even crying anymore, I think I was disassociating a bit 🤣

They were amazing. Hayley is so talented, pretty and fun. THE ENERGY. I was holding up my sign maybe for too long and I could hear some people complaining about it behind me, which I totally understand... I felt so bad I started crying about it so I decided to not hold it up again until Misery Business :_) But soon the guilty tears turned into emotional tears, and I cried a lot during most of the show. I was SO EMOTIONAL during Last Hope... 🥺

AND THEN

Misery Business starts. Time to make Hayley spot me 🙏 Omg my stomach hurts while writing this... SHE. PICKED. ME. SHE FUCKING PICKED ME. I didn't realized, my boyfriend literally had to tell me because I was so nervous I didn't realized. Ok I think I'm going to cry again hahahaha.

She said she had been watching and knew exactly that it was going to be me. I can't believe it. At that moment I was so euphoric that I just went with the flow. Obviously I'd been preparing myself for this but you need to know I'm a very socially akward person, I have many anxiety issues, but IDK WHAT HAPPENED TO ME BUT I'M VERY PROUD OF MYSELF 😭😭😭 Hayley hugged me very hard, I told her I love her and thanked her a billion times. She is very tiny and I'm a big tall person but she PET MY HEAD 😭😭😭❤️ I can't believe she was so sweet!!!! I did it, I sang the song, I danced with Hayley, she said my name, we headbanged together... an amazing dream come true. I asked her to sign my (diy grow up) jacket and SHE DID IT!!! I was told to left very quickly (obviously 🤣) but she managed to sign it for me on time 🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (I also brought a marker in my pocket on purpose). I mean I WAS SO READY FOR IT 😭❤️

After that people were AMAZINGLY NICE TO ME. THANK YOU ALL WITH ALL MY HEART. It means the world to me that the other fans felt happy for me, so many people congratulated my, you are in my heart FOREVER. I felt kinda bad because I'm from Spain and I started thinking that maybe I didn't deserve it, that it should have been anyone from Dublin... I find it very difficult to feel worthy of all the goods things that happen to me, and to hear so many fans telling so many nice things, hugging me, even asking for pictures... You really made a difference in me. I'm crying. I wish I could share with you the feeling. THANK YOU DUBLIN. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! ❤️

This has changed my life forever. I also met Louise from Bloc Party after the show and she was LOVELY, eveything about that night has inspired me forever. I've been dreaming about making music by myself since I was a little child and just started to actually make it (kinda 🤣) a few months ago. But now... I feel so blessed and inspired I'm gonna try harder from now on.

MY WILDEST DREAMS CAME TRUE. Thank you Hayley for choosing me, thank you Paramore for changing my life, thank you Dublin for the unforgettable experience, thanks to the lovely fans I met there, and THANKS TO MY AMAZING BOYFRIEND for being there with my ALWAYS by my side. He knew it was going to be me. He fucking knew. I'm so grateful. I've been crying since that night. I'm crying right now and I'll never stop crying about this. This is a once in a lifetime experience, I am the luckiest person. A picture could not contain the way it feels.

WE LOVE YOU. WE LOVE YOU AND WE ARE PARAMORE. ❤️

Pics by Eleanor (check out her work omg):

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Pic by Laura:

13/04/23

[1d1195]

ohhhh myyyy goodnesssssss!!!!! why are you literally the sweetest person ever!!!!! i was 🎀 anon BUTTTTT i never saw that you got back to me until now when i pressed the tag and it made me kind of upset cause i never replied🥺 i’m so sorry i don’t know how i missed it you’re literally like one of the only blogs i keep up with everytime im on here BUT im so glad i saw it now

also cold/mess ALSO REMINDED ME OF ZIPPER HARRY OMGGG (i’m so in love with him you have no idea i NEED him) AND IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT

i do tend to gravitate towards the more soothing and dreamy piano pieces to play as background music cause it makes me feel soft and comfortable and a little bit like the main character in a small romcom HAHA

one last thing, abt the split season I FEEL YOU OMGGG I HATE WHEN THEY DO THAT WHY IS IT SUCH A POPULAR THING NOW???? but i just finished the show i was watching (gossip girl, i gave in to the hype abt it online and it was alright) and i was wondering if you have any show recommendations for me? i totally trust your opinion haha and im open to anything rlly so just any shows you enjoyed watching i’d love to hear abt them!

LOVE YOU SOOOO VERY MUCH ~🎶+🎀 (IM NOT SURE WHICH ONE TO USE NOW HAHAHA)

You can totally use one or the other, or both! I don't mind at all! Don't worry about it, this website is different every time I look at it, so it's all good! I'm glad you saw it and I'm so happy to know you've been around this whole time! I'm so honored you check on my blog so frequently 😭

I def have said it before, but Zipper probably fights with my other stories for top three spots. hehehehehe, I did LOVE it! Thank you for suggesting it!

I totally get the romcom thing! I very much romanticize EVERYTHING I do. I romanticized getting gas today hahahaha.

I've never watched Gossip Girl but the "I gave into the hype and it was alright" is how I felt about One Tree Hill. I didn't love it but i think if I watched it back when it came out I would have enjoyed it more. I found it lowkey cringy. Let's see, I'm a pretty bad TV watcher hahaha I'll just list a whole bunch of shows I really enjoy:

Bridgerton

You

How I Met Your Mother (my favorite show ever)

Stranger Things

Umbrella Academy

Modern Family

Bob's Burgers

The Bear (one of my new favorites for SURE)

Wanda Vision (if you're not a marvel fan then this is a bit of stretch but it's one of my favorites of the marvel shows--very Don't Worry Darling coded, but this would probably be the most difficult one)

Schitt's Creek

Let me know if one of those jumps out at you because I do have more but I know that's a lot. I also know they're pretty popular overall but I do have other ones potentially.

Thanks for chatting with me it's so nice! 💕

xoxo

[sweetly-yours-and-mine]

Hi! I love you and talking to you as well.

The prices are outrageous. Theatre isn't as accessible as some people think it is or act like it is. Honestly, if I didn't have money in my savings, I wouldn't have been able to afford the seats I've gotten and gone as many times as I have. I'm also irresponsible with money, but that's another issue.

I wasn't familiar with the show before I saw it, but every time I see it, I take something new from it. I have a lot of thoughts on the theatre community. There are some great people, but there are pretentious snobs that make it hard to enjoy and experience things sometimes. There's a lot of mess which you called out perfectly.

There is definitely comedy in the show, but I wouldn't label it as a comedy. If anything, the comedy is there to relieve the tension sometimes. The stuff with Gloria, Sidney, and David dancing is something I never found funny. They're all in pain in one way or another. If anything, I could see something nervously or uncomfortably laughing as their initial reaction.

With the BAM run compared to this run, in all honesty, I don't remember much of a difference other than this one being shorter. There were things cut out and changed, but they weren't drastic changes. The theatre layouts are also different. They had floor space at BAM, in between the stage and the audience. So, when Gloria came in, Iris, Mavis, and Alton sat in chairs, watching everything play out.

With the autograph stuff, I'm glad to hear it worked out! It's been raining every weekend here for some reason. It's ridiculous. I'm sorry you couldn't get Rachel's autograph. I understand being tongue-tied and anxious. I met them again last night, and I was incredibly nervous despite having met them a few times now. I did have a sweet moment with Rachel that I don't think I'll ever get over. Anyway, I'm glad Oscar signed your Playbill and copy of the play! I'm probably going to pick up a copy when I'm there next time. I'm sorry you had to deal with autograph hunters. They're the worst.

They definitely changed how they're going about signing and taking pictures. They breeze through them now. I understand and respect it, but I'm sad it's different, you know? BAM was a more intimate experience, and I wish all the actual fans could've experienced something like that. The fact that they even go out and take the time to do it when they don't have to speaks volumes about how genuinely grateful and kind they are.

Honestly, if you can afford it, go see it again in June! I'm seeing it in June as well. I hope you enjoy exploring the city. I both love and hate it every time I go there.

You can tell the whole cast put everything they had into their performances. Everyone involved with this production deserves high praise and credit for their work.

You don't sound pretentious. You've read the play, and I haven't. With any media, we all experience it differently. So, I'm more than happy to hear your thoughts, and I'm always down to talk about how Broadway is bullshit despite how much I love it. There are a lot of issues. - 🎭🌙

Definitely! There was a lot of quick wit, and back and forths that I really enjoyed. I remember reading the 'Iris is half-Greek so she needs to turn down only half her face' line on the plane over and I laughed out loud. But I do felt that in that particular scene, at least the audience in my show was thinking it was also meant to be amusing when it was a kind of delirious happiness, so 'happy' to the point that it was painful. It's when you hit rock-bottom and you laugh so you can hear your voice echo around the walls kinda thing. Even a few moments before Gloria's suicide they were laughing a little too heartily for the tension that was building up on stage. It was probably just that night though, since it was still just a couple of days after opening.

Rachel was just the sweetest! And so so pretty! I love her in Mrs. Maisel and it's just clear what a kind person she is, it radiates out of her. It's so nice to hear you had a sweet moment with her. Lolol I was so nervous with Oscar that I literally have no recollection of him standing in front of me and signing my stuff :DD I really hope that if I go next time I'll be able to tie two words together lol.

That was one of the main reasons why I wished I had seen BAM (as well). Not only did they seem to spend more time outside, I think it was away from that Broadway pretentiousness. A lot of the photos and videos of stage door from BAM seemed that it was a bit of a more calm atmosphere (I mean Oscar rode his bike home, so clearly it must have been).

But I don't blame them either for going so fast through fans. They both seem exhausted after the end of the play, and Oscar's seemed to have lost a lot of weight. I can't imagine having to sit through New York traffic on top of it all after doing such an emotionally grueling play, leave alone getting screamed and yelled at for photos and autographs. They really are the sweetest people for taking the time despite it all to do it, I just wish people were more recognizing of that fact, ya know?

The play itself is really good! It's quite dense though, but if I hadn't read it beforehand and tried to sort out the meaning, I don't think I would have understood as much as I did. Reading plays in general I feel is a bit tricky, because after seeing it, I really felt that I had only grasped the bare bones of it, and then saw it come to life. Anne Kauffman clearly knows what she's doing though, what with the Tony nomination and all, so I'll just hold my tongue on that. The play ends Act 1 after Iris and Sidney fight and Iris says 'let's fight like hell' for their relationship. Then the rest is in Act 2.

I don't necessarily think it would have been better per se, cause the tension built up nicely, and ending the first Act with Sidney taking the pill was also a strong point to end it. I just thought they changed it around for Broadway and that irked me again.

I am all for bashing pretentious practices in society, honey. I knew theatre was already quite flawed but on Broadway it was like seeing everything maxed out, ya know?

But I've recently tried to spend more money on experiences than things, and I do think I can manage to catch the play a second time. Hopefully I get some sweet moments with the two of them as well! They're such lovely people and it's so nice to know that there are still good people like them in the arts.

[hollow-prey]

yes I'm ace and sex-averse irl, and this is definitely not what I usually write about or my usual realm of comfort, but I've been itching to do some indulgent/vaguely experimental creative writing, and we're feeling a little...sensual today~

I think Errol would be a lot of fun to mess around with because I KNOW he's just a pathetic wreck waiting to happen and would be putty in Cyr's hands within 2 minutes of getting turned on. He talks a big game and acts like his usual cocky self, probably leaning into the smolder and making occasional suggestive remarks just to see how Cyr reacts, but he cracks pretty quickly once Cyr turns the tables and starts teasing him back. Such simple things as shifting closer and draping her legs over his lap, or lightly tracing his jaw, brushing her fingers along his body from one spot to another, murmuring things that seem so innocent and yet it's so clear that she's toying with him, immediately throw Errol off his game and leave him scrambling to regroup as Cyr continues to fluster him. Some part of him tries to maintain his dignity and uphold his confident, arrogant front, but it does not take long before he breaks and is nearly begging Cyr to stop dragging this out and do something.

Of course, he's not so caught up in the moment that he's going to let Cyr do all the work; because she gets to him so easily and does so much for him and he loves her so, so much, he's eager (and possibly even desperate) to prove himself and repay the favor however he can. Errol loves every little thing about Cyr, so her touch and affection combined with how beautiful he finds her really just makes him a little bit insane. In a good way. Especially when things get a bit heated. The man is being held together with duct tape and Precursor magic and he loses all sense of rhythm or stability with Cyr, all Errol knows is that he wants to make her happy and make everything worth her trouble. And yet Cyr's sincere, loving praise and whispered "I love you"s are some of the sweetest things he's ever heard, tapping into a deep-buried desire to be validated and wanted and loved that Errol didn't even know existed. Errol can't even fathom how fortunate he is to have someone like Cyr; no one else has ever had this effect on him, he's never felt so strongly for anyone else before, and no matter where they start, it ultimately doesn't take much to make Errol unravel

yes, I know this kinda came out of nowhere and it's a bit ooc for the blog, but. it's such a guilty pleasure to entertain. And while yes, this whole post was exceptionally suggestive, that doesn't mean that those are the only moments in their relationship where these emotions come into play; it can and does crop up in moments where they're just being soft and sincere and gentle with each other, no sultry undertones required. Basically I just love thinking of Errol as a pathetic (affectionate) mess when he and Cyr are alone sometimes, absolutely high on his love for Cyr and the things she does to him 💕

[vincent-frankenstein]

Define Dancing

ya boi finally wrote some fluff! 

I was listening to the wall-e soundtrack and got inspired. Loosely based around the dancing scene in wall-e, but not entirely.

Summary: Roman realizes just how over-worked Logan is and decides to take him on an adventure. Logince/ RoLo

Knock, knock, knock.

Three loud knocks echoed their way through Logan’s room, through the soft piano music playing through his headphones, and a call a moment later: “Logan?” He didn’t look up from the notes on the desk in front of him, didn’t respond beyond a grunt as he scanned lines and lines of theories and possibilities with tired eyes, didn’t stir as the door opened and someone made their way inside.

“What have you been doing in here, specs?” Roman asked, striding up to him with one eyebrow raised, his arms crossed over his chest, his voice filled with his own special boisterous kind of concern. “We haven’t seen you all day — and, dare I say it, I believe we’ve missed your nerdy ramblings.”

Logan didn’t respond beyond a nod towards his work, reaching up to readjust his glasses as his mind untangled a particularly difficult equation. The desk in front of him was cluttered, covered in papers and pens and books and all manner of nerdy things — everything that he needed to work through one of Thomas’ problems, to finally find a solution.

Roman made a dissatisfied noise, annoyed at the lack of response. He shifted from one foot to the other, leaning over Logan’s shoulder to gaze at the pile of notes. “Is this what you’ve been working on all day?” he asked, craning his neck to look at Logan’s face. His eyes narrowed; slowly, he straightened up, and Logan could feel his glare on the back of his neck.

It was obvious that Roman had seen Logan’s bloodshot eyes and mussed hair, the bags under his eyes and the stress in the tight line of his mouth, and it was also obvious that he didn’t like that very much — but Logan didn’t have time to care about what Roman liked or didn’t like, not when he was so close to a breakthrough.

“Alright, you’re done.”

Logan’s pencil stalled in the middle of writing, and he turned to look up at Roman. “No,” he said, and to his relief his voice didn’t sound nearly as tired as he felt. “I’m not done yet.”

In one quick movement, Roman snatched the pencil from his hands, and Logan whipped around, his mouth wide open and ready to protest — but Roman cut him off, shaking his head and tutting. “You’re going to end up killing yourself,” he said, shoving the pencil in his back pocket so Logan couldn’t get to it.

“We are facets of a personality, Roman. We cannot die unless Thomas does.”

“Hush, nerd,” Roman said. Logan shook his head, turning back to his desk and pulling another pencil out of a drawer. Roman made a sound between a gasp and a growl and snatched that one as well.

“Stop!” Roman cried as Logan simply reached into the drawer again, producing another pencil from its wooden depths. He sighed, rolled his eyes, ran a hand through his hair and looked at the ceiling like he was praying for strength, and then fixed Logan with a stern glare. “You’re done, Logan. That’s enough.”

“Roman, I cannot be ‘done’ yet. I have to —”

“—Take a break,” Roman finished. “You have to take a break. Get up.” Logan would have protested — but Roman’s voice left no room for arguments; he got to his feet with a sigh and stood before Roman with his arms crossed over his chest. “I need to solve this problem for Thomas,” he said, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “I cannot take a break, I’m close to completing this.”

“What you need to do is stop over-working yourself. You’re of no use to Thomas if you can’t function.”

That was logical. Logan would have felt proud if he wasn’t so intent on getting back to work. So he ignored the logic in the statement and tapped his foot impatiently and tried to think of a way to convince the prince — but his brain had been fried, sauteed in a gravy of math and logic and left on the grill too long until it had burned to a crisp; and he, as logic, could not think logically, couldn’t get his brain to work through the fog of stress and exhaustion, and that was a terrifying concept. So maybe Roman did have a point, though Logan loathed to admit it.

“Fine,” he relented with a heavy sigh. “I suppose you do have a point.”

“Of course I do,” Roman said, tilting his head up confidently. “Now, come along, pocket protector.” He took Logan by the hand and began leading him through the room, towards the bedroom door. 

“Where are we going?” Logan asked, reaching behind his glasses to rub the blurry spots from his vision.

“To take a break,” he said, a hint of excitement in his voice. “This is something I’ve been wanting to show off for a while, but Patton is cooking right now, and Verge is too busy being an Emo.” He set his hand on the doorknob as Logan wondered how he’d managed to audibly capitalize an E, and pulled open the door with a dramatic flourish.

Woah.

Logan’s breath left him in one swift whoosh of amazement.

Gone was the hallway outside his door — instead a sea of velvety black met his eyes, an ocean of dark filled with brilliant twinkling spots of golden light. The galaxy itself had taken residence in the space outside his room. He could feel its pull as he stood in the doorway — but it wasn’t the pull of an endless cold vacuum; it was the pull of something different, a feeling akin to that of learning something new, to that of pure discovery. It was wonder, pure and simple; he tilted his head to one side and furrowed his brow, gazing out into the endless sea of ethereal beauty.

Roman released his hold on Logan’s hand, took a step back and then sprung forwards with an excited whoop. He dived through the doorway as though he was diving into a pool, allowed the lack of gravity to catch him and send him floating off into space.

“Amazing what a little creativity will do, huh?” Roman asked, his grin proud and ecstatic as he did a dramatic spin through the zero-gravity. “What are you waiting for?”

Logan lingered in the doorway, his eyes wide as he watched Roman aimlessly float away. By all accounts, this shouldn’t be logically possible — but wasn’t that the point? He’d been marinating in nothing but logic for the entire day, for a long enough time that he, as logic, had gotten sick of thinking logically; something illogical and fantastical might be a nice break, wouldn’t it? What was he waiting for?

The answer, he found, was nothing. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips; he felt a bit of that exhaustion melting away. He let go of the door-frame and slowly, carefully, stepped through the doorway.

The change was immediate. He had to hold onto his glasses to keep them from floating off his face as his tie floated upwards and whacked him in the nose. The knot of stress in his stomach seemed to loosen as he floated up and away from the door, farther into the sea of stars, cushioned by the soft lack of gravity.

“There we go,” Roman said, floating towards him. “Now, isn’t this better, Spock?” Logan ignored the nickname and nodded.

“This is... Interesting,” he admitted, and there was a twinge of awe in the soft lilt of his voice, a sparkle of wonder in his chocolate eyes that made Roman’s heart flutter with pride. “How did you —”

“Imagination, my dear nerd.” He floated backwards, and offered his hand to Logan. There was a princely smirk on his face, utter confidence in the jaunty tilt of his head, and his smile grew as he asked, “are you coming?”

“Coming where?” Logan asked, as he tried to tangle his glasses in his hair to keep them from floating away.

“On an adventure.”

He looked at Roman’s outstretched hand, and then at his face, framed with a halo of golden brown hair as it floated around his head, illuminated by starlight, and wondered: what did he have to lose? Then he took the outstretched hand and found that Roman’s excitement was infectious, found that there was a smile growing on his face as Roman led him out into the sky.

And so they floated. The space around them was horribly inaccurate, Logan knew — horribly inaccurate but still beautiful, still awe-inspiring. The problem that had caused him so much stress seemed so small now; he seemed so small now, so tiny among this endless void of galaxies, planets and stars and all manner of incredible things. Roman led him towards the brightest part of the sky, a cluster of golden stars, humming a familiar song as they floated closer.

With his free hand, he reached towards the glowing cluster, wiggling his fingers dramatically. He looked at Logan with a wide grin on his face as a tiny star broke away from the group and began to float towards them.

Roman took Logan’s other hand, cupped them with his own and allowed the star to gently land inside his palms. It was amazing; glowing yellow and white and twinkling magnificently, it was warm in his palms and seemed to send waves of relaxation through his whole body.

Logan only had eyes for the star in his hands, his face washed in golden light, his eyes shining with awe, but Roman — Roman only had eyes for Logan. There was an intense realization on his face — realization and shock and something else, something softer and fonder that turned his grin into a gentle smile, a smile without a hint of smugness or pride.

Logan looked up, and Roman quickly changed his expression back to a prideful one, silently prayed that Logan hadn’t noticed the severe fondness that he’d held — but Logan was grinning, no hint of suspicion or confusion in his eyes — and Roman’s heart fluttered at the sight of the normally calm man so flustered and excited.

“Roman, this is —” He stopped, lost for words. “I —”

Roman laughed at his inability to speak — because how many times had he managed to get Sir Speaks a Lot speechless? Surely he could count the times on one hand. “I know, nerd,” he said. “Amazing, isn’t it?”

Logan could only nod, returning his attention to the twinkling star in his hands, and as Roman gazed at the man in front of him an amazing thought came to mind. What better way to end an interstellar, stress-killing adventure than with dancing? He was a prince, after all — dancing was sort of his thing.

So he cleared his throat and lifted one hand, sending the star floating above them so it could send its warm light across the both of them, and offered Logan a rare completely-kind smile. “Want to dance?”

Logan returned his gaze to Roman, tilting his head to one side in thought. “I don’t know how to dance,” he said, shaking his head. Roman chuckled.

“I’ll teach you,” he said with a smile. “Come on, specs — live a little!”

He thought for a moment, biting his lip — and then he nodded. Roman took his hands, setting one on his shoulder and another around his waist; both began to blush, though it was hidden in the star’s light. “Just follow my lead,” Roman said softly, and they began to dance.

Logan was awkward and stiff, focused intently on doing was Roman was doing, on dancing as perfectly as he could — but as time went on, as Roman twirled him through the galaxy, he relaxed, allowing himself to get lost in the movement, in the feeling rather than the thoughts. It was an amazing feeling, dancing in the weightlessness of space, dancing in each others’ arms, surrounded by the glow of a thousand stars.

With a mere thought, Roman was able to fill the mindscape with a familiar tune, and they danced and twirled along to the swells of the soft song. The song was reaching its climax — beautiful sounds floating around them — and another crazy, wonderful idea came to Roman. He spun Logan away from him, and then pulled him back, and their lips collided in a soft, unsure kiss as the music swelled dramatically.

Logan pulled away a moment later, his eyes wide. Roman mirrored his expression. There was a second of silence, a moment where neither knew what to do — and then Logan shot forward and connected their lips once more.

And there they stood, among the stars, their bodies and their souls intertwined, and there they stayed until they needed to breath. When Logan pulled away, his face was flushed and his eyes were wide — and he was smiling lopsidedly, a new kind of happiness in his eyes that Roman had never seen before.

Roman was grinning, too, as he raised his hand and brought back the door. “Ready to get back to work?” he asked, his voice breathy and awed, pushing them towards the door.

“I —” He stopped, took a breath, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yes. Yes, I think I can work now. Thank you, Roman.”

“You’re welcome,” Roman said with a laugh, letting go of Logan as they landed on his bedroom floor. Logan readjusted his glasses, put his tie back in place, his face still red and still stretched in a wide, happy grin. He leaned back up, connecting their lips one more time in a quick, soft kiss, and then turned on his heel and retreated back into his bedroom.

Roman reopened the door, and the hallway materialized into view. He closed Logan’s door behind him as he stepped outside, and slumped against it, his breath leaving him in a low, amazed whistle. Who knew that nerds were such good kissers? Slowly, softly, he reached up and touched his hand to his lips, and smiled.

He had to get Logan to take breaks more often

[amindofstone]

Match-up, No. 1

Anon asked:

"oh hi hello! i just saw the match up posts and i got super excited cause i love your writings and i never had to chance to send an ask like this lol! i'm 19 years old but i'll be 20 this year. i'm pretty tall for a girl (173 cms!) but still i'm on the chubbier side because i eat a lot and im proud of it lol. i have green eyes, and raven black hair, medium length with short bangs, because i dye it regularly, but normally i'm a blonde! also idk if this matters but i'm straight!

i really like cooking, it's a big passion of mine, i also love singing! music is a big part of my life, i cannot go a second without listening to something and i've always been like this. even though i'm not talented about it, i love to listen to it. i'm a big hopeless romantic so i'm a sucker for anything that's romantic, like movies, songs, books etc! i really wish nothing but for real and pure love! i also collect toys and figures cause i didn't had the chance to buy them when i was little.

i really dislike being left alone. i don't have many friends or loved ones, but whenever i have to leave them for something it hurt's me a lot. i don't like too much people around me but i really adore the ones who i care about. other than that, i hate the way i look most of the time. since i was a little girl i was never comfortable with my body and had lots of issues with it but im trying to do my best to love myself!

i know this was too long but i couldnt stop myself so i hope its okay! im so much lookinf forward to this match up thingy! thank u soooo much for the chance! take care ❤️"

a/n: First of all thank you so much. I'm so so glad to see that you like my work. This is a great motivation for me to keep writing. This really made my day. 💙 And I really hope that you'll be liking what will come next. I really hope that I didn't disappoint you my dear anon. This is my first time doing something like this and going honest I'm really insecure and anxious when it gets to my work. I'm never happy or satisfied by the outcome... But that's not the point. It's about you. So if there is something bothering you please don't hesitate and DM me or anything and tell me. Other than that happy reading! 🙈

Match up rules can be found HERE.

Warning(s): maybe some grammatical or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I'm still improving in every aspect. (Please have mercy on that))

!!! Please do not steal my idea or work. Credit me if this is shared or published in any other platform or any other way. Please respect me as the writer and my work. Picture is not mine. Credits to: Lord know who. IF anyone knows who did it please tell me so I can give credits. Thank you. :) !!!

• I think that you and Sanji would give a great pair.

• There are a lot of traits of you that resemble that of Sanji in my opinion. And exactly this was the reason why Sanji started to spend more time with you and get to know you more than Nami or Robin.

• Whenever Luffy screams from the top of his lungs "SANJI! FOOD!!" you scream back from wherever you are right now "Gimme a minute and I'll get you something!", before Sanji can react to the food loving man.

• Sanji loves it when you join him cooking because you two seem to be able to work together without having to communicate. But even if Sanji would like to talk to the beauty that was next to him he wouldn't dare saying a word because as much as he loved talking to you he loved listening to you sing while you prepared anything you were on at the moment. Sometimes he would just stop in his tracks and just watch you dance around the kitchen whenever one of your favourite songs starts to play in the radio. He would watch every of your moves and smile like a idiot.

• After some time passing Sanji manned up and asked you out in the most romantic way. Sanji prepared a picnic with some snacks under that one tree with the wing (I hope you know what I mean 😂). Everything was set. You were in the girls cabin reading a novel when you heard a light knock. You didn't look up and just told whoever was there to come in but the person simply knocked another time what made you stand up with a scuff. You were ready to scold anyone that was there for ruining your peaceful reading session but there was no one except of a huge bouquet of red roses. It had a little note in it saying that someone is waiting for you down on deck. With a huge smile on your lips you stepped out of your room just ro realise that the way down to the deck was decorated by flower pedals. The sight in front of you made your heart race. You didn't wanted the feeling that grew with every second in you to stop. But you made it down and was greeted by the blond man you were always fond of. He took your hand in his and lead you to the swing and made you sit down.

• He took both of your hands in his and looked you in the eyes while giving the most sweetest confession ever made. And of course you said yes and wanted to date him

• dating him was the best thing that happened to you. He was sweet and caring. He spend every free second with you. If you were close to him he would always grab your hand and intertwine them. Sometimes he would appear out of nowhere and give you a kiss and compliment a different part of your body just to leave you dumbfounded and confused with a racing heart.

• There was this island the straw hats docked on and to their luck there was a festival planned for the night of the day they came. So Nami and Robin took you shopping and made Sanji go have fun on his own. Unlike these two you wanted something fancy that wasn't a dress but they still brought a few for you to put you in later on. And they managed to get you in a short sleeveless pretty blue-black dress. They did your make-up and theirs and ran out when Franky yelled that the fireworks were about to get blown what was the sign for the beginning of the festival. But you didn't came out because you felt uncomfortable in your current state.

• Sanji sensed that something was wrong and made his way to you only to find you standing in front of the mirror and looking at yourself with a tilted head and slight pout. Sanjis eyes widen at the sight of you. Because of 1. He couldn't believe how good that dress locked on you 2. He was shocked because he knew that you didn't like the way you looked.

• "How dare you!? How dare you not love this beautiful sight?! Baby! Darling! Love! Please don't. You look stunning. Simply gorgeous now please allow me to take you to the festival and brag with the fact that I can call the most beautiful woman mine."

• As you can see Sanji doesn't, can't and won't tolerate you being insecure so he took it upon himself to push your ego and make you love yourself as much as he loves and adores you.

• On the festival Sanji would never let go of you. He would constantly have you close to him so he could protect you no matter what happens. He makes sure to once in a while ask you if you're alright or if you want to go back to the sunny since he knew that you're not a fan of crowed places.

• Sanji left you alone for a few minutes but sat you down on a less crowded and also quieter place to get some drinks. You were happily looking at the ocean when a guy approached you and started a conversation with you. You were clear not liking it but still tried to talk nicely. But the guy seemed to understand your friendliness in a different way and got closer. You told him to keep a distance but he laughed it away and simply acted as if you said nothing. You felt uncomfortable and suffocated so you were about to stand up when Sanji came and kicked him out of the chair with a sweet smile upon his lips saying "Thank you for keeping my seat warm but now move your pathetic stupid ass away and leave me alone with my girl."

• When the guy left he took you in his arms and apologised while sitting you down on his lap while asking you probably a bunch of times of you're doing good or if he hurt you.

Bonus:

• While Sanji confessed his love to you Zoro was in the crows nest watching you two with a disgusted and confused look while silently praying for you to reject him but sadly you didn't. In fact you even kissed him. "TF is that stupid woman doing?!"

[seonghwa-is-babie]

Protective pup

Y/n And yunho haven't gotten the best response to coming out, getting a lot of hate from antis, unfortunately, y/n got a bit more than just online hate, all because he looked too scary and intimidating with his height and tattoos

Yunho x male reader

Warning: slight angst (cursing, bruises, crying)

Note: sorry if this made u cry ;-;, and that the ending's a bit awkward

Today was a wreck for y/n, ever since he and his boyfriend, Yunho came out as a couple, he's been getting a lot of hate from both fans and non-fans. y/n tried to stay strong in front of him, but in reality he didn't know how much hate he could handle anymore, since it was escalating to physical harassment

It wasn't uncommon for him to come home with bruises, but he did his best to hide them from yunho, he was already stressed with their comeback being right around the corner

Today was another one of those days where he got beat up for being in a relationship with their 'oppar'

🐶

Once he got home he expected to be welcomed by his boyfriend, Yunho, with open arms, but he wasn't home at the moment, so y/n decided to text him

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you: baby why aren't you home? I thought you were done by now?

Yunho🐶❤️: They're making us practise a bit longer for our comeback

you: When are you coming home then? I miss you...

Yunho🐶❤️: We're almost done, don't worry :)

Yunho🐶❤️: love you😘😘❤️

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Deciding he had enough time left to hopefully cover up the wounds, he went to the bathroom to get some bandages for the cuts, and foundations for the bruises

🐶

After bandaging up his arms and putting on a decent amount of makeup to cover up the bruises

He turned off his phone, hoping to not see anymore notifications from comments under anything he posts "maybe he is better off without me, or he can find someone else who's so much better than me, who isn't hated" as he started to think, he couldn't help but cry from it, falling asleep after the crying had tired him out.

At practice🐶

"alright from the top guys, five six seven eight" they went over their choreography once again "yunho your footing's wrong, you're supposed to go like this" the instructor demonstrated "sorry sir, I won't do it again" they repeated it, only for him to do another part wrong, repeating this problem until the members decided to address it

"yunho, you've been a bit out of rhythm since our break, is everything okay?" seonghwa asked concerned "I don't know hyung, maybe cause of..."

San looked at him confused "cause of what, Yunho?" he looked down "y/n sent a text asking why I wasn't at home and after I explained why, I don't know why, but his reply seemed so sad, he didn't even say I love you back, and I think I know why" the older didn't fully understand

"well, why do you think he's sad?" yunho looked down "I think it might be because of the hate we've been getting for coming out, I've deleted all social media of off my phone, but I don't know if he did it as well."

"yunho, maybe you should go home to check on him" Hongjoong said, concerned for the yunho's boyfriend, he knew him quite well and knew that despite his intimidating exterior, he was a gentle soul "but what about practice?"

wooyoung pushed him towards the door "that's not important right now, what is, is that you go home and check up on your boyfriend"

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"I'm home" yunho said, expecting a hug and a kiss from his boyfriend, but all he saw was an empty living room, like he had feared "maybe he went to bed already? That's strange, normally he waits for me to get back" he went up the stairs to their shared bedroom, hoping to find the other there

To his surprise, he did, though he was already asleep, so he tried his best not to wake his lover up, sadly he did wake up because y/n was a pretty light sleeper

"Yunho?" he turned around to face his lover, he smiled "hey, I'm home, I missed you" he went closer to his lover, only then noticing the tear stains and the slightly red eyes "why did you cry? Did something happen?" he hoped to deer God that it wasn't the hate, but just a bad day at work

"i'm fine, don't worry about it" he tried grabbing yunho's arm to stop him from further inspecting his body, but that backfired as the sleeve came up and exposed the bandages, which yunho obviously saw

"oh my gosh! What did you do? Did someone hurt you?" tears started to slip from y/n's eyes and he turned over to his back "babe please, I'm worried about you" y/n turned back to yunho, the years exposing his makeup "hold on one minute, please"

He came back with a a few makeup wipes "may I?" y/n decided to no longer hide what people were doing to him and nodded. As yunho started gently wiping off the makeup, his face contorted into one of shock "how'd that happen, honey?"

"....Your fans, they've been harassing me on and off social media, on it, they always say I don't D-deserve you, that I-I'm a heartless ass hole who doesn't know how to properly care for you. But off...... Yunho.... I'm not sure if you know how much it hurts not only physically, but mentally as well. I've tried to stay strong, but I don't know how much longer I can take it"

at this point he was sobbing, something Yunho had never seen before. He sat next to his slightly taller boyfriend and rubbed the others back "I-I didn't know it go that bad..... I didn't think they would go that far. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you sooner" both began to cry in each others arms

🐶

"I promise you I will do something about this, I hate to see you go through so much pain" yunho said, sitting in y/n's lap "maybe we could do something together?" the younger nodded, before getting up from the older's lap and grabbing his phone, texting someone "who're you texting?" yunho made room for y/n to look over his shoulder

"just my manager to ask him if I can do a V-live to address what's going on" the older tensed up "are you sure that's a good idea?" the younger nodded "we don't have to if you don't feel comfortable with it" y/n thought about it

"I don't want you to do this alone, but I don't know if I can face the camera right now" Yunho tried to think of something they could do "how about...... You lay your head on my lap facing away from the camera, that way, you'll still be there with me, but don't have to see any negative comments" y/n nodded

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Yunho got his phone positioned where they could see both him and y/n and waited until enough people joined in "hey guys.... This isn't going to be a happy vlive today, instead I want to address something that's been a problem lately" he could already see some hate comments on screen "ever since I came out with my boyfriend, we've been getting a lot of hate, me getting only a bit of what y/n has been going through, I normally trust you guys and love you all, but harassing y/n for being together with me is just wrong"

"but oppar he isn't right for uuuu"

"we love a protective bf, preach🏳️‍🌈"

"not our fault you're both filthy homosexuals😒"

"hope u guys still know there's fans out there who support you two, we love you💙💙💙"

"but he doesn't treat u right unlike I would"

"for the people who think y/n doesn't treat me right because of how he looks, he's the sweetest guy I could've asked for, he knows what I like and dislike, how to cheer me up. Why can't you guys see that, is all you guys see a tall scary man with tattoos, or the sweet, loving person laying beside me"

y/n started to cry again and buried his face into yunho's thighs, Yunho brought him up to comfort him, y/n still facing away from the camera "it's okay, it's gonna be fine, we're gonna sort this out alright?" the youngest went to wipe his tears, the older leaning into those touches from him

"guys, you should stop... Look how much we're hurting him and y/n"

"oppar he'll just use you"

"look at how much they care about each other, how could you hate them?🥺🥺🥺🥺"

"guys please, I can't stand seeing him this unhappy and sad, seeing him with so many bruises and cuts, and him not even being able to face the camera because of you guys. This has to stop, or we will have to take drastic measures in order to keep ourselves save" y/n looked at his boyfriend, a bit scared but also relieved that this might just be a solution to their problem

"yunho, are you sure this is what we should do?" he asked, still unsure of what to do "I know many fans probably won't like it, but this is what I have to do if I want to keep you and myself safe" he took in a deep breath before looking back towards his phone "we will be deleting our social media from our phones, and if we catch any of you harassing me or y/n, you will be blacklisted and will get a restraining order from us" he ended the live

🐶

"are you okay baby?" y/n asked yunho  "no, I just-" he began to cry "I just can't believe that they would do so many awful things just because we're together" the older pulled him closer "I guess that's the harsh reality of idol life, because of the way you're supposed to act towards fans, it gives them a false sense of hope. I wish things were different, but sadly we can't change it, not in one day that is. This stuff is going to take time for people to accept, but i'm sure that when some more time has passed, people will accept it, as there will be more like us in the future"

"how can you be so sure of it? Maybe people will start to resent it even more" he looked up at y/n "I don't know what the future holds, but I do know we can influence it, you're a role model for people, if they see from you that it's okay, I'm sure many people will follow"

they stayed in each other's arms, eventually falling asleep, but not before saying one last thing to each other "I love you yunho, with all my heart, and I hope our country will allow us to be together till the end" yunho snuggled closer to y/n "you mean like getting married and stuff? I'd love to get married to you, and I hope we can in the future too"

They shared a quick peck before cuddling up once more and going to sleep for the night

[a-pitifulchild]

Wow - Robert Manion x reader

Request: Hi, so my idea for the Robert Manion x reader thing is...Okay, so let's pretend that TGWDLM just got out onto YouTube and Lauren is throwing this party where everyone in the cast can come and they all watch it together. Y/n has been dating Robert since Twisted and when you guys and the rest of the cast watch it for the first time he only looks at y/n on the screen and talking about how talented y/n is and all that jazz. (Even though I love Mariah let's pretend y/n has Mariah's parts instead) @taylor-manion

A/n: so i tried, but it has been such a long time since the last time i wrote! Hopefully it's good and not shitty idk. Also like. My english is not perfect, since it not my native language.

You sat on the couch, waiting for Robert to get out of the bathroom. “Lucky wee?” You asked him as he reached to his coat and keys. He rolled his eyes and smiled, “i have you, so it's clearly working”. Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, though you couldn't but smile as well. Robert tossed you your coat. You let out a small sigh and got up, putting on your coat. You loved your Starkid family, but you loved the couch at the flat you shared with Robert just as much.

You've been dating Robert for the past five years. You met him through Twisted - you helped them with the costume change, mostly because being on the actual stage frightened you. Of course you got stuck with Robert and had to help him with his costume change, and ever since then you were together. When Rob heard you sing for the first time he was shocked. You never mentioned your secret dream of performing in musicals, but he wouldn't leave you alone after finding out how talented you were. He looked for any excuse to hear you sing, act and dance, if it was a Starkid sing along, rehearsing lines with you or asking for help with the choreography he had to get done. With his compliments, your confidence grew and although you were still kind of scared from the stage, you were more willing to actually perform. So of caurse, when Starkid reached out to him for “The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals”, he got you an audition as well, and next thing you know you were a part of the show.

The two of you arrived to Lauren's house. She was hosting a kind-of-party to celebrate the release of “The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals”. You were going to watch the musical, all the cast together. You got to be in the one they did for Twisted as Robert's date, but this time you were a part of the cast. It was exciting. Robert  grabbed your hand, and the two of you walked up the stairs and toward the door. “Are you nervous?” Robert asked. You nodded, blushing, “kind of” you admitted. “Well don't, you are amazing, and insanely photogenic, so i'm sure you're great” Robert said, moving his hand across your waist. You stopped in the Middle of the hall, and he pulled you into a hug. He kissed the top of your head and you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling yourself up to kiss him. “You are the sweetest boyfriend ever, ya'know?” You said, and he gave you a knowing smirk. “oh, I know” he said, “but thank you”. You laughed, and grabbed his hand, dragging him toward the familiar dark brown wooden door. You reached your hand to knock, but the door opened before you had the chance. Lauren smiled at the two of you, “Hey guys!” She smiled, hugging you first and then Robert. “How did you-” you wandered loud, then realised she probably heard a guy with an australian accent and immediately knew it's Robert and you. She confirmed your suspect as the three of you got inside the apartment.

After about half an hour of talking and laughing, everyone got there, and you gathered in front of the tv. Lauren pressed play, and the musical started. Everyone started singing along with the video.

30 seconds in, and you saw yourself. Robert, who obviously set next to you with his hand wrapped around your shoulder seemed more excited than you were. He looked at you, smiling, and mouthed the words “look! it's you!”. You smiled back and rested your head on his shoulder. Then it was Robert's turn to be on screen, and you couldn't help but smile seeing your talented boyfriend doing what he loves. Then your first solo came. “Sh!” Robert said, and everyone went quiet  to hear your beautiful singing, even though it was not the most impressive vocals you had during the show. Everyone joined back in for “should we kill him?”, And then hysterically laughed, which led to the end of the sing along.your next solo came along, and even though it was just two lines, Robert tightened his hand around your shoulder, happy to see you perform, finally sharing your talent with the world and having a blast. “You are literally so amazing like, what the fuck? How?” he whispered. “Look who's talking” you replied, pointing at the screen with your chin and looking at Robert on the screen, who's solo was right after yours.

Then the part when you, or should you say Melissa, asks Paul if he'll come the Company trip came. “Man, (y/n), you really got that 'totally crushing’ look down” Jeff said. Robert looked anywhere but the screen. like Jeff said, you looked like your crushing on Paul, and he hated seeing you look at another man like that. “If i didn't know you and Robert are dating, i'd think-” Jeff kept talking, but stopped once he saw the death glare you gave him. You noticed what Jeff said made him uncomfortable. “Same way i looked at you during Twisted” you said, leaning into Robert's shoulder. You felt his hand stroking your hair. “And the way i look at you to this day” he said and kissed your head. “Shut up, love birds, we are trying to watch a musical here” Joey said. Everyone laughed, and the rest of the musical passed by pretty much quietly, up until “La-Dee-Da-Da-Day”.

Rob loved how you performed it, although the moment you grab jon's hand and the one you danced with Jeff made him kind of jealous since he only got to dance with you for a short time on “show me your hands”.

“Yes, hit that note, (y/n)!”Jon called after the line “on this la-dee-da-da-day“. He sat next to Jeff, who sat next to you, so he high-fived you over Jeff's head (which was kinda hard considering the fact Jeff is taller then you, but he bent down a little). “Your voice is so goddam good, have i ever told you that?” he added . He couldn't show his appreciation to your vocals on stage, so he took the opportunity to do it now. Robert smiled as you belted amazingly

“I am so proud of you, (n/n)” Robert said and took your hand with the hand that wasn't wrapped around your shoulder. He kissed your hand and held it close to his chest. He turned his head to you, leaning his forehead on yours and giving you a quick kiss as you sang “la-dee-da-da, la-dee-da-da, la-dee-da-da-day” in the background. “You know, Jon is right. Your voice is amazing, and you are an incredible performer” Robert said, “and i am the luckiest guy in the world for dating you”. he kept going with the compliments during the song, sometimes loud and proud of his girlfriend and sometimes he just whispered “wow”, so only you heard him.

Some Laughing, “wow”s from Robert every time you appeared on screen and one “literally the most talented human ever is my girlfriend!” after “Cup Of Poisoned Coffee” later, your solo song arrived. Sure, you sang most of “La-Dee-Da-Da-Day”, you did an amazing job at it and stole the show, but in “Not Your Seed” you sang all of it, and it was your time to shine. It was obvious it was your favorite part of the show - the song had everything: different emotions, fun riffs and belting - plus a great choreography. You loved this song so much, and you performed it amazingly as well. If anyone still had doubts regarding how talented is the new girl, that song made those vanish.

As you started singing, Robert's eyes went back and forth between you on-screen and the you next to him. It's like he couldn't believe someone as talented as you is dating him. You didn't even notice the way he looked at you, so proud and happy. He loved you so much, and having you there, at his side, both of you happy and doing what you love just made him feel such pure happiness.

“Love, you are so good at everything” he whispered at the end of the song. You smiled at his words. He rarely ever used these type of nicknames - “love”, “babe”, “honey”. They were “too jenerick” according to him. He wanted something special for you, but sometimes no other word could describe better what you are to him. “Thank you, Rob, love” you replied, wrapping your hands around him. He hugged you back, pulling you closer and kissing you.

“is this even legal??” Joey said. You stuck your tongue at his reaction. It was a joke by this point, ever since you and Robert kissed before a show, already in your first costumes, which belonged to characters with quite the age gap. Joey had to make a reference to the infamous vine, which then led to recreating it and making that joke way too often.

Everyone clapped as Lauren screamed her lungs out. “Amazing! Each and every one of you is lure talent, and I had so much fun working with you guys!” Brian said after he got up from his spot on the couch. Everyone clapped at the short speech, that was somehow moving. “Well, Brian, may i-?” Corey asked, and after Brian nodded, he got up and stood in front of us. “Well, this is the end of a great production, and i've prepared a little something for the occasion” he said, trying to impersonate Rob's Professor Hidgens voice. Everyone laughed and clapped at the reference. “Damn, you should have played the role!” Robert called. “Well, i doubt i can do it better than you Robert” Corey said as he plugged a usb to the computer. Few seconds later, a video from behind the scenes was played. The vine recreation was one of the many iconic things that were a part of the video.

The time passed by, and eventually you and Robert went back home. You were so relieved to finally take the makeup off and get into more comfortable clothes. Finally, you were in bed next to your one and only. He wrapped his hands around you, pulling you into the cuddle you waited for ever since the two of you got home. “I love you, (y/n), more than anything. You are literally amazing, and so talented, i honestly wonder how come you never did anything like that before. You are so, so gifted it's just-” he said softly, tightening his hug and kissing the back of your head. “I love you too,  you talented... human” you said, closing your eyes. You heard his quiet laugh. “Goodnight, (n/n)” he said, but you were already asleep. “I'm gonna marry someday, i swear” he whispered. “Goodnight, love” you muttered. Apparently you were not as asleep as he thought.

[rixxy8173571m3w1p3]

Fruit And The Work Of Geniuses

Another wip that had been sitting for months that I finally finished. I'm tagging @ravenousscorpian because of a conversation we had a few days ago.

In this fic Doofus Rick wants to solve the problem that concerns the love for a certain kind of fruit.

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A glance at your kitchen pantry said a lot about your dietary habits. Having lived alone for several years, you only bought what you'd eat and wouldn't go bad under your neglect. Therefore, you had amassed a collection of canned food and had only started eating a little better when Zeta-7 came along; gently and carefully introducing foods you'd like and would buy if you came across them. With his influence, you found that instead of just going through meals, you now had to give it a little more effort, and was happy when meals did taste good. However, there was something that he couldn't deny you; the love you had for the taste of canned pineapple.

There were about two shelves full of only canned pineapple and you enjoyed about a can or two a day depending on your mood, but this worried Rick because raw pineapple was obviously better for your health. You thought that who could beat sliced pineapple in 100% fruit juice? Well, he had a few ideas. There was jackfruit, but it was expensive. Rambutan, which wasn't acidic enough, and dragon fruit which wasn't enough. You began to feel a little hurt and just wanted to pop open one of those cans when he came up with an idea.

Let him jar some for you. You were skeptical, which he understood, but you followed him towards the garage where he had everything set up and covered. Oh boy, he was certainly prepared. “Rick, I think it's great that you want to do this for me, but I don't see how it's going to be cost-effective.”

“If y-you buy them at the grocery store,” he began his explanation, his gestures making it more exciting than it actually was; his hair moving about as he tilted his head to glance at you and various items on the room. “then maybe not, but if you get them straight from the fields then th-they are. However, I-I-I know that's not practical for you. So, I-I-I thought of a solution.”

“Which is?”

Pulling out a blue cube from one of his inner lab coat pockets, you saw as his eyes light up with excitement, eager to show you his new, fresh little baby of an invention. “Th-this. Here,” he brightened, “y-you can hold it if you like, it's completely safe.”

Hmm, a blue cube; hadn't you seen that in a movie somewhere? Though, nonetheless, you took it from his hand and found it weighed as much as a pen. “How do you know its safe?”

“I ugh - I-I-I dedicated several weeks to testing it. I had help of-of course.”

“Let me guess, was it from a little blue man?”

“No,” he confessed; his smile warmed by a familial affection. “but from a-a friend. He tends t-t-to travel a lot, but I enjoy his company when he stops by. Luckily, he's doing well, though I hope he visits again while you're here. I think y-y-you would like him.”

“Is he a Rick?”

“No, but he - he's smarter than he's given credit for.”

It couldn't have been that one Morty could it, the one with the eye patch? Impossible. Zeta-7 was a dear, but he didn't have any friends as odd as him, did he? You could only wonder.

“I can see you value it, his intelligence I mean.”

“Mhm, but I'm sure it - it doesn't mean much coming from me.”

“It probably means more than you could ever know. Let's hope that it does.”

“Th-thank you m-mi corazón.”

“No problem. So, what is this thing?”

“What you're holding, it's - it's a dehydrated storage cube. Do y-you want to know how it works?”

“I don't see why not?”

“Gee, I-I don't know, I guess I want t-t-to be sure. I don't want to bore you.”

“Nonsense, you could never bore me. Come on, tell me how it works. I've been dying to see the blackboard. Unless it's been replaced.”

“Gosh, I-I-I didn't. It's right over there behind th-the shelves.”

“Good, then there's no reason for you not to explain it to me. Come on, I know you want to.”

Scratching the back of his neck, he nodded and did as he was told and retrieved the blackboard while you slipped into your own labcoat which had been hanging in the hallway closet. By the time you popped back into the garage, he was only halfway done scribbling the mathematical equations involved. You heard him sigh, and groan as he worried about writing it all down correctly. Now, you weren't much of a math wiz, never had been, but you were highly skilled in flustering him when he was being extraordinarily pleasing or any other time. With his back facing you, there was only one thing you could think of doing.

Wrapping your arms around him, he gasped in surprise, but regardless, he kept on scribbling. “Rick?”

“Mhm?”

“Ricky, the science bean,” you giggled, “just relax. You're not explaining this to a room full of people, but only to me.”

“I-I know, but it's - what if it doesn't work?”

“Then you'll try again, and I'll be there swooning over you as you fill the garage with sparks and sci-fi noises. There's no need to get anxious, because it's going to be great. Don't ever doubt that. I don't.”

Setting down his chalk, he turned around and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. “O-o-okay.”

For the next hour he into a brief explanation of where the idea came from, which was definitely technology based off sci-fi as well as the process and what other functions the specialty ray gun could do. Your comments and questions in turn took up another hour, and in the end, instead of going into how amusing and delightful it was, you allowed him to demonstrate it. Giving the cube back to him, he took a deep breath before he dropped it into a large washtub full of water. At first, there was nothing, but then it glowed for a few seconds, before expanding and revealing several dozen pineapples which were stacked nicely in a pyramid. “Wow, now that's pretty.”

“It - it worked.”

“Of course, because you're a genius.”

That endless smile which you thought would fade if it failed was as large and goofy as ever. “Th-thanks for believing me.”

“You're welcome. You know, I don't think I've ever seen this many pineapples in one place. I don't know much about them, except that it takes forever to grow them.

“A-about two years, but longer in colder climates.”

“ Rick, I know I've said it earlier, but I really appreciate this. You never cease to amaze me.”

“Gosh, I'm so glad. I-I really hoped you would. I-I-I-I picked all these at the peak of freshness where th-they will be their sweetest, and I can cut them up and jar them in a jiffy.”

“Question, how do you plan on doing that? It'll take hours, days maybe. Trust me, I've tried it before and it's such a pain.”

“Now, th-that's the fun part.”

Guiding you towards the workbench, he pointed towards a silver toaster. Goodness, this was going to be quite a show, but you couldn't help but smile at not only the effort, but at the excitement; another reminder that above all else that he wasn't only a sweetheart of a boyfriend, but an adorkable mad genius. You only hoped this contraption wouldn't attempt to enslave the human race, or worse, mess up his adorable hairdo.

Fin

[sukirichi]

chapter 5 really left me numb and speechless. nothing prepared me for that, you woke up and decided you'd ruin us all today. but okay hear me out, THE BEAUTY OF RECKLESS. (this is me simping for your cute ass and your god-tier writing skills so i'm sorry if the long message bothers you)

but reckless is so heartwrengchingly beautiful. five chapters in and we already have such strong settings and a stable background of all the characters, minus the mysteries of gojo's past we've yet to discover. if i remember correctly, gojo can't go against his mother because he did something wrong in the past and she's using it against him? the manipulation of the characters to tie people up to what they want struck me so much. usually i only read fanfiction for the smut (which you're also an absolute goddess at writing btw) so reckless wasn't really my cup of tea. but after chapter one, i kept moving to the next, and the next, and now i'm left heartbroken after chapter five. i don't think i've ever read something as painful as this before which says a lot because i'm a SUCKER for angst. suki, the way you write, you never fail to blow me away...

i thought reckless was going to be a happy story and i still hope it is, but after chapter five, i'm super excited to see where you'll take us with this. y/n herself is such a complex, human character that is conflicted by her own feelings and goals. honestly, i thought she was pretty annoying that she doesn't give gojo a chance and locks up immediately like gurl...just let him speak ffs, but i'm not actually mad at her because you made us understand her perspective. y/n came from a family background in which love wasn't really what she felt, rather a sense of obligation to provide so she would find a spot. again, this could just be my analysis and i could be wrong, but the way you wrote and pieced them all together as if they were actual human beings going through every day conflicts made me root for the characters more. i still want them to make more babies and fall in love, but now you've given us so much more to look forward to. this is my first time wishing that y/n gets more than love. i wouldn't say she was abused like gojo was (FUCK MAMA GOJO, FUCK PAPA GOJO, FUCK EVERYONE ELSE) but she has her own internal struggles that as someone who preferred to do things my own way because i'm "independently strong" i could see myself in her. the struggles are the same and i was crying a waterfall before i knew it. OVER A FANFIC! ONLY YOU, SUKI, ONLY YOU.

i don't know how you manage to tug at our emotions so effortlessly as if writing the story is an instant way for our hearts to be swayed and pulled side to side, but you are so good at this. i swear. i've been following you for a while now, watched you grow and i'm really proud of you. i hope you know that. i also wish people would stop being so rude to you, you're like the sweetest person here with how you're so patient and welcoming to everyone :(

okay i'm steering off path, forgive me its like 4am right now and i'm still not over reckless ch5. speaking of, who's gonna clean my pillows stained with tears or tell my cat who saw me crying that it's just a fanfic and i shouldn't be this heartbroken as if i lost a loved one?

and suki, gojo...your portrayal of him is CHEF'S KISS, never seen before, really fucked with my mind type of portrayal. he's so well-written and feels so real. i love how he's a kind hearted person but can't care for y/n the way he wants to because his bitch ass mom is getting in his way. the scene over him going against his mother shaped his personality and my respect for him deepened, though i still wish he didn't have to say all those. i know his intentions were good and its his way of "keeping us and the baby safe" but he made me cry so bad i actually felt chest pains. he knew where to hurt us and the way he lied by saying we seduced him and he'll turn the whole world against us when what he wanted to say is the exact opposite really broke me. i'm starting to think that there's more to everyone now than what you've originally shown which makes everything sm better, can't wait for the next update. 

gojo saying "he can't defeat his mother, but he knows you can. you will."

the trust he has for her and the way he believes in her capabilities, i want me a baby daddy gojo 😩 now after seeing the teaser for chapter 6, my theory is that y/n and gojo are going to be the most powerful, baddest couple. king and queens. i don't think y/n will forgive him that easily so i'm hoping gojo explains his side and she listens (y/n please for the love of god hear the poor man out, he's a victim in all this) so they can communicate better. but honestly? you'll do great. i know whatever you post will be so amazing that we will be, once again, left speechless. reckless is so beautiful and painful yet it makes me root for them more. i can't wait for y/n's revenge arc and to see how she and gojo will take over the world someday.

✨ absolute icon couple ✨

sorry this was too long! i hope you're proud and giving yourself some credit and rewards because ch5 was truly amazing. hope you get some rest, don't forget to drink water and eat three meals a day. i love you

oh my gosh i’m so sorry i took long to respond to this i was just...i teared up at this! i’m feeling extra emotional today idk its probably bcos the weather is gloomy and i am too but like anon omg i am...i’m really really humbled and so happy rn, i don’t think i can properly express how thankful i am for a message like this. you have graced my inbox and there’s sm i want to thank you for - for the support from me as a writer here, for the kindness of your words, for the feedback on reckless and how much you related to it - just... thank you so much, for everything, this message really means a lot to me and i hope you know that 😭 i’m still sorry you cried over it but omg anon i’m just downright speechless rn thank you so much 🥺 please take care of yourself too and know i love you more and i’m forever grateful for this, thanks so much 😭💕