#IT'S THE SWEETEST MOST ROMANTIC MUSIC I HAVE EVER HEARD AND I WILL CRY WHEN I HEAR IT PROPERLY FOR THE FIRST TIME IM WARNING U NOW | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

valentine-writes · 2 years ago

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Hiya!!! This will be a bit of a long one but I think if anyone could write it out it's you 👉👈✨

Would you be willing to write headcanons for the glamrocks and the daycare attendants (all separate) where their S/O (the reader) has given them their phone to play music on while they work nearby, not close enough to hear what they're playing but enough that their partner can ask them questions if they get confused, because their animatronic asked about music and really has only ever listened to the things Fazcorp owns and not music from the Outside World, and said animatronic goes snooping and sees a playlist labelled with their Motif (🐻🐺🐊🐥🌕☀️) and like a whole bunch of hearts and glitter (that was clearly hidden away for some reason) that you'd clearly been trying to hide, so the animatronic decides to listen in on whatever this playlist was, especially since it seems this was about them, made long before you two had started Dating at all, and it opens up to some of the most yearningest love songs known to man. Like the sappiest, sweetest, head over heels nonsense the animatronic has ever heard. S/O isn't happy when they get back and catch their animatronic partner red handed having snooped where they weren't supposed to (almost having listened to the whole playlist), but when asked about having made the playlist that's the definition of Down Bad, they have to stutter their way through an explanation, that they were absolutely smitten with their animatronic before they'd even really become friends, and this playlist kinda put their feelings into words so they could be Normal around their animatronic.

Tldr; Mostly, I just want you to write headcanons about the animatronics listening to love songs that their s/o clearly thought fit them, and how they'd feel knowing that their most favorite human in the world wants to kiss them so bad it makes them look stupid!!

I hope you have fun with this one, even if you don't write it it's a fun thought to play with :)

1-800-LOVE !

[ tws + notes: very unedited, insane amounts of tooth-rotting fluff, if i stay still long enough canon can't see me, established romantic relationship, some swearing ig ? ]

↳ ft. the glamrocks, sunnydrop/sun, and moondrop/moon

「 gn! reader, romantic relationship <3 」

author's note: FIRST OF ALL I AM SO FLATTERED U ARE REQUESTING ME 2 WRITE THIS ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡ !! <3 i love this concept so much u have no idea how excited i got when i received it. and second– though i was extremely tempted to assign at least once song for each animatronic which would be one of the songs featured in their playlist, i realized that my music taste in fact does not feature cutesy love songs. oops. i have compromised by including a song which reminds me of this prompt!! again, thank u so much anon i love this req. hopefully u enjoy what i've created!!!!! (๑>ᴗ<๑) !

GLAMROCK CHICA headcanons:

▸ ooughh mannn,, chica discovers so much new music!! she gets very excited abt this opportunity, knowing there's more music out there she hasn't discovered! though she tries out a buncha genres, she loves LOVES bubblegum pop, classic rock, and 80s hip hop. those end up being like. her Main Faves.

▸ she's pretty innocent in her intents when she accidentally stumbles across the playlist- she really only was trying to look for other stuff to listen to anyways, and figured your playlists might give her more great music. oh she rly does trust ur taste :]

▸however,,, while browsing for more stuff to listen to, the playlist catches her eye. it's a bit hidden away, but from the title she can tell it has to do with her somehow. of course, she's reluctant- but she figures it wouldn't be all that bad to check it out. she'd just apologize if you didn't want her to see!

▸ the first song begins to play and she listens- it's catchy and upbeat, sort of bedroom pop type vibe with sappy sweet lyrics. she finds herself nodding along to rhythm happily. hwo could she not love such a cutesy song?

▸ she doesn't even know the playlist is filled with love songs until she's midway through it. chica's fr like

"hm. maybe i'm sensing a pattern,,,,," (SHE'S A LITTLE DITZY BUT PLEASE SHE'S TRYING)

▸ but the second it hits her- the second she realizes why you made it, she cannot hold back from reacting out loud. her sudden squeal diverts your attention from your task at hand to her immediately.

"AAAA YOU MADE THIS FOR ME??? THATS SO SWEET OF U!!!"

"WHAT."

▸ you immediately figure out what she's talking about. sure the reaction is very, VERY bubbly and cute but it doesn't stop the heating of your face. you approach her, taking the phone and try to explain yourself, stuttering through every word- and she shushes u, sparing you of an explanation. chica pulls you into a tight hug, gushing about how much of a sweetheart you are. she is then very eager to ask if you'd let her make a playlist for u.

"hey, chica? you done with my phone yet?" you call back to her, now back to completing your task at hand.

"aaalmost! just you wait- i wanna make it perfect!"

she's had your phone for a while now. you can't help but wonder how long the playlist is going to end up at this rate. still, she gives you a smile and a wink when you glance to her, signaling you just to wait a bit longer.

maybe a perfect playlist would be worth the time waiting.

"there!" chica approaches, holding the bright screen inches from your face. "you can listen to it anytime you wanna- 521 hours of the best songs for my-"

you cut her off with a small "h u h."

turns out. the listening process was going to be much longer. oh well.

still worth it.

more hcs under the cut !!

GLAMROCK FREDDY headcanons:

▸ very interested in music beyond what fazcorp provides. instead of choosing songs at random, he checks through genres and tries out certain artists' discographies. he is Very Specific w/ trying new music. anyways! he endz up enjoying music by david bowie, elton john, and queen.

▸ freddy is quite curious about learning about the music he's listening to. he'll occasionally do a quick google search on the bands and singers he's listening to. sometimes, he'll just ask you the question himself.

"superstar? who is hatsune miku?"

▸ on one hand, freddy's so pumped to find music from the outside world. on the other hand. oh man. SO UPSET he can't listen to this stuff when he wants to on demand. bro doesn't have a phone </3

▸ gonna be real he didnt even mean to snoop around your phone all that much. he just happened upon your little playlist after trying to find a song you recommended him based on his new favorite artists.

he locatez tha playlist, and on first glance, doesn't really get why there's a playlist for him (which was made before you two were even together). were u just a really big fan??? once he scrolls through the songs and listens to a couple- he gets the message. and he is practically melting.

▸ a little anxious to tell you he found it though, considering if you wanted him to see it, you probably would have shown it to him. he doesn't wanna go through your private stuff- even if he just found a cute little playlist. the last thing he wants is to invade your privacy. he wants to respect boundaries as MUCH AS POSSIBLE. and ough. perhaps checking out your other playlists was not very respectful of him.

▸ regardless of his hesitance to tell you, he's very honest about it. not really one for lying. he tries to mention it in a non chalant way so you don't freak out (you do) and he doesn't get sent into a guilt spiral (he does)

he awkwardly hands you back the phone, trying to collect himself for a second before facing you.

"i like the playlist you made for me.." he says, giving you his best totally-not-nervous smile.

"thE WHAT"

▸ yes you try to get through your explanation without exploding. he does feel bad, watching you hide your face while trying to explain and stutter through your words- but oh. wow. he thinks it's absolutely adorable. insists that you should let him listen to the rest- when you're ready to show the playlist to him, of course.

"i did not mean to go through your personal playlists, i promise- i was just curious! ah,, although that is not an excuse-"

you try to calm your racing heart, fumbling to put the phone back in your pocket. "it's... fine- yeah- but don't you go poking around that playlist the next time i let you play some music!"

though your arms fold in front of you, huffing- you can't help but break a little smile.

freddy only chuckles, lifting a paw and patting the top of your head.

"of course."

"good!" you say, trying to conceal the small quiver in your voice. good thing he didn't listen to all of it. "i haven't gotten the chance to even update it recently so- so..."

oh god. he tilts his head, the small movements of his ears betraying his efforts to conceal his excitement in the promise of more music for him. no chance in hell were you about to confess that you were planning to add more songs to the sappy mess of a playlist.

"NEVERMINDBYE-"

ROXANNE WOLF headcanons:

▸ at first, roxy seems not to show much interest in checking out more music. you decide to play some music for her anyways- and later find her checking out some songs for herself.

▸ yeah, of course she likes glamrock- but wow. the real stuff is nothing quite like what fazcorp makes them perform. it's better.

along with glamrock, she likes punk music, midwest emo, alt rock- but. yo. she finds my chemical romance and goes insane. bro listens to one mcr song and immediately:

HQWJHDEJKFHEWJ THIS IS SO UNSERIOUS RN MB MB BACK 2 THA NORMAL HCS

▸you convince her to check out some other songs which may not be in the genres she's currently exploring, but are worth a listen. she reluctantly puts her mcr spree on pause for a little more variety.

▸ while getting there though... oough she snoops with the FULL INTENTION to find ur private playlists. the minute she lays eyes on the playlist, clearly labelled to indicate it's for her? she doesn't even hesitate. straight up hits play, faster than lighting. i mean, it's for her, no? why not have a listen.

▸ the first song began, and it's utterly sappy and oozing with lovey dovey emotion. at first she's like "bro. what is this." and then she's like. "oH. OH SHIT BRO."

doesn't take her long to realize why you made even before you were dating each other. god you were absolutely smitten by the looks of things- she can't help but snicker a little. how cute of you.

▸ this actually boosts her esteem greatly. like you wanted WANTED her. roxy's almost done with the entire thing and then you, who could just faintly hear the music- slowly recognize the order of the songs were playing in. in a haste, you drop everything in attempts to grab your phone from her.

▸ "HEY!! WAIT- YOU WERENT SUPPOSED TO FIND THAT-"

your efforts to reach the phone are futile, her being much taller and holding it ever so slightly out of your reach. of course she was teasing you now, of all times.

"guess you always were my biggest fan, weren't cha?" she laughs, watching you grab at your phone.

"GIVE ME MY PHONE ROXANNE."

your reddening face says it all. she seems to be enjoying this but don't let her fool you. though the playlist's songs were all sappy and heartfelt- it was genuine. the way you cared for her, even before you two dated was so kind and sweet. you loved her in the way she always wanted someone to. and oh,,, how she cherished being loved like that by someone like you.

once she's finally had her fun, she hands you your phone back. you immediately shove the phone into your pocket, and turn to go back to work, but she gently touches your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

she hesitates a bit before asking,

"...is there a way i can uh.. keep listening to this?"

MONTGOMERY GATOR headcanons:

▸ (on behalf of all the victims of the monty fans on tiktok, i will not be mentioning closer by nine inch nails. yes i know the amount of thirst traps created under this song for this character. i do not need to relive that event. /j /lh for the record he probably does find it and enjoy it though. im sincerely sorry.) loves a lot of music, similar to roxanne's taste but less pop-y and a little more underground. he's very specific.

▸ boys don't cry by the cure is the first song he hears, and is INSISTENT on getting to listen to more music that fazcorp doesn't have control over. it's a whole world of music out there- and lucky for him, you're lettin him experience it!!! ^_^

▸ you hand over your phone and surprisingly, his claws do in fact work with the touchscreen. huh. didn't expect that.

he finds a ton of new music he likes, probably creating a playlist of his own so he can relisten if you ever give him your phone again. on occasion, he'll ask you your opinion on a song he finds before playing it. he trusts your taste in music. just little random questions about certain artists. some of which, you don't know how to explain.

"what's 100 gecs."

"an experience."

he is very overwhelmed by All The Noises of hyperpop. decides it is not for him, but. hm. interesting to listen to.

▸ suprisingly, monty wasn't even trying to uncover any hidden playlists. he just happened to wanna see which music you enjoyed and bam. playlist with gator emoji. his stupid ass doesn't even realize its for him specifically. his thought process is just "oh?? music for gators??? i am gator. music for me." and clicks it.

▸ four songs in, he does recognize that it's a playlist of love songs- all the songs are sugar sweet, and he can't stop glancing down at the phone, and then back up at you.

he's a little confused though. based on the date it was made, you two weren't together- why would you have made thi-

oh.

▸ ok so he's not very subtle at all. the minute it clicks he IMMEDIATELY TELLS YOU HE FOUND IT. he has barely gotten through the thing and is already exposing the fact that he found a playlist you were definitely hiding from him.

▸ "why didn't you show me this earlier?" he asked you, grinning like an idiot.

"music from the outside world? well- i didn't know you didn't have access to-"

"no. this."

he raises the phone's volume, turning the screen over to you to show you what he's listening to. it doesn't take you long to register what's happening.

"MONTY PUT MY PHONE DOWN RIGHT NOW-"

it takes a moment for both of you to stop overheating before he shuts you up. you're trying to explain, stammering and shaking, pacing back an forth while all he can muster is a slightly amused, slightly flustered "uh huh.." to each of your attempted clarifications.

he then, proceeded to tease you even more than roxanne would've. though he laughs at how mortified you seem to be, it's hard for him to deny how much you made him feel.

it was a strange feeling, being so cared for. he doesn't know how to explain how glad he was to have found the playlist, or how to express his adoration for you. monty isn't exactly the best with words after all.

once you manage to grab your phone back, and his loud laughter dies down, there's a small quiet moment between the two of you.

"it's a good playlist, y'know." he mumbled sheepishly. "...would love to hear the rest of it sometime."

he totally bragged about it to the rest of the glamrocks by the way.

SUN headcanons:

▸ be nice to the guy,,,, if u had just discovered more music beyond the daycare theme and the occassional music you could sort of hear from the glamrocks, maybe you'd also have shit music taste. /lh

you find that sun's music taste is... eccentric. certainly very subjective and niche but. yknow. whatever. he seems to have a talent for finding obscure songs??? like. really easily. he just stumbles across them and enjoys them.

▸ the music he enjoys tends to encapsulate his energy very well. silly, lighthearted songs. some which uh,, may not be quality (this part does NOT apply to sun), but they're FUN. just. listen to all those goofy ass noises in the daycare theme and tell me im wrong. he also finds veggietales and you practically have to beg him to listen to something other than silly songs with larry

▸ accidentally goes a little overboard with random song selection. likes to skip into the middle parts of songs instead of listening from start to end. has a habit of looping songs a ridiculous amount of times if he enjoys or skipping them early if he decided thirty seconds in that He Doesnt Enjoy them.

▸ and then accidentally blasts death metal. full volume. an opportune moment to teach him about the volume button!

"what was that..."

"i think that was by dying fetus?"

that band is not for him. not daycare approved.

▸ FINDS THE PLAYLIST. GOES INSANE. debates on whether to play it or not but... yknow. figures oneeee song couldnt hurt. and another. and another. oh lord he's obsessed. u made this?? for him???

▸ he does feel incredibly guilty he's been listening to a playlist you've clearly been hiding- it felt like discovering a secret he wasn't supposed to know. except this was the type of secret he only wish he heard earlier. you loved him for so long!!! and to love him in this way- before even actually dating him??? you liked him THISSSS MUCH??? he's just upset you two didn't start datin earlier!!!!

▸ "i love the playlist you made for me, sunray!"

"thanks, i worked really hard on- WHAT."

he tells you that it's fine, you've got nothing to worry about, that you;re such a sweetheart and such a thoughtful, caring kind, lovely person- and still, you're terribly humiliated.

you were left hiding your face in your hands, as you tried to explain to him. the beating of your heart is as rapid as your speech.

sun pressed a hand to his chest, in mock offense. "you think giving me affection is embarrassing???? i'm wounded by your words!! how cruel of you sunshine... there iS NO RECOVERY FOR ME-"

"sun, goddamit, that's not what i-"

"NO MORE!! it aches too much for me to bear!"

"i'm deleting the playlist if you keep this up."

"IMSORRYILOVEYOUPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEDONT,,,,"

you broke him, nice going /j

now, everytime you've got a break by the end of the day and choose to spend it with him, he'll beg request that you play that cute little playlist you made for him. song after song, he pleads with you to play "just one more" before you've lost track of how many you've gone through.

"here, if i give you my phone, you can listen to the rest. i gotta get back to actually doing my job." you smile, handing over your phone. he holds it for a second- before giving it right back to you.

you raise an eyebrow, confused. wasn't he just begging you to listen to it? why doesn't he want to anymore?

with a smile, he explains with a level of sincerity that tugs at your heartstrings. "i like listening to it a lot more when you're around!"

MOON headcanons:

▸ you're the one who suggests letting him listen to a few tunes- at first, he really doesn't see the point. he seems indifferent when it come to music but curiosity, however, wins him over.

▸ he doesn't... really know where to start. unlike sun, who went pressing on every song which had a fun title or cool album cover- he just kind of stares at the screen for a bit. it takes some guidance and song reccomendations to actually get him listening.

moon doesn't ask many questions when listening. he takes a bit to go through options and pick-and once he does play one, listens to it start to end in complete silence.

▸ during all of this, you note that he has no genre preference, but seems to gravitate towards softer songs. (this is fully just me being a fan of the moldy peaches but. idk. i think moon would like their songs too.)

"I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else But you..."

the song plays in the silence. once it ends, moon considers it for a second- and you smile as you hear him replay it. it's kind of sweet really. though he makes very little comment on the songs he listens to, you really can tell when he enjoys them or not.

▸ a couple songs in, and he's wondering what playlists you've made. you don't mind this at first, knowing he certainly wont find The Playlist. he tries out a few playlists- finds a few songs he likes, moves on. wash, rinse, repeat.

and then He Finds It.

▸ he's quiet about it. real careful not to make too much of a fuss so you don't know that he's found it. he begins listening through, wondering what type of songs you could have possibly added for a playlist created for him.

and is immediately struck with the revelation of why you created it.

▸ once he gets through all of it, and you're done your job- he hands back your phone with no intention to tell you he found the playlist.

however,, one glance at your listening history and you figure out exactly what he was up to. tucking the phone securely into the pocket of your pants, you confront him.

"you're mad." he comments, watching you struggle to form words correctly.

"you know i'm not mad." the blood rushing to your cheeks makes it incredibly hard to think. "i just- you know that- it's just that- when i made that playlist, i didn't think you'd find it- not like it's bad that you found it! okay, maybe a little bad- but- but- i'm not mad! it's just- that- um- when-"

the sound of your own voice becomes insufferable to you, as you try to clear things up. he lifts a finger and presses it to your lips, effectively shushing you.

he cackles a little- and it becomes apparent he only wanted to watch you squirm as you attempted to explain.

it then becomes very tempting to bite his finger clean off. moon's a bastard.

"secrets must not be kept." he chided. the glint in his eyes told you he was entertained by all of this.

your nose scrunches at this, mumbling under your breath, "well it's not much of a secret if we're already dating-"

"hush."

he loops an arm around you, pulling you close. his other hand, reaches up to pat your head. you were embarrassed- not about to cry. still, you weren't denying it was comfortable in his arms. you rested your head on his chest.

a few seconds pass. you finally decide to pull away from the embrace, before mouthing him a quick thank you.

your work is over, and with that, you're about to turn away and leave for the day- but the sudden weightlessness in your pockets makes your heart drop.

a crackle of laughter from his voicebox is heard, as he slowly reveals your phone in his hands.

you make a grab at it- and he is hoisted up by his cord into the air and very much out of your reach.

your ears can barely make out the first song on the playlist beginning. you open your mouth to protest, but he interrupts.

"i'm not done with this."

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brittledame · 4 years ago

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Characters: Ushijima Wakatoshi, Tendou Satori, Yamagata Hayato, Reon Oohira, Semi Eita, Shirabu Kenjirou, Kawanishi Taichi, Goshiki Tsutomu

Word Count: 5.7K

Tags: SFW, gender neutral reader, first date nerves, fluff, ages not specified

Notes: I did this instead of working on the other projects bc I wanted some fluff and here it is!

Ushijima:

On a visit with his grandmother is when he’s told about a local pottery masterclass happening the following weekend, piquing his interest

After some research, he comes to learnt that pottery is the perfect relaxing hobby with the added benefit of fine tuning his dexterity

It didn’t take much else to convince him to go

It was only after talking to a friend that he realises he should probably invite someone to tag along

After his grandmother politely declines, he follows her coy suggestion of inviting someone he likes

He invites you seemingly out of the blue

You’ve known him for a great deal of time and done some activities with him that could be construed as “romantic” and only started dating when Ushijima stated your relationship status to his team nearly a month ago

The look on your face when you found out at the exact moment as his team was priceless

After that, Ushijima left your relationship status on no uncertain terms and practically broadcasted it in his own unique way

This pottery class serves as another way to spend more time with you

After a few minutes of the pottery teacher painstakingly going through the motions to make a basic pot, a whirring noise followed by wet splattering steals your attention away from the clump of clay that is slowly taking form.

You glance over to find Ushijima looking at you, nonplussed at the mess of what was his pot now decorating his mock and forearms, his face is not left unmarked with the few splotches painting his cheek

You gape at him as he blinks as if coming out of a daze and looks down at the poor clump of clay and murmurs a small, “Oh.”

You didn’t mean to laugh, not really, but the utter surprise in his tone topped you over

After a mild scolding from the teacher and a new clump of clay, the two of you were good to go once again

The both of you took longer than most of the class, you with fussing about the tiny bumps you just couldn’t seem to smooth out and Ushijima with his second try

The class seemed to have unlocked his innate mastery of the ancient craft, as the pot looked near store-quality, you note with an ounce of envy

The group takes a break over some snacks and drinks as the pots are loaded into the kiln

Ushijima meticulously picks through the various glazes they had to offer, seeking your assistance after you picked your own out

You suggest the purple as homage to Shiratorizawa, where you two met, and the dark-rich brown, claiming it reminded you of his eyes

He considers you for a moment, a long enough pause for you to think over your words and begin to regret them before he nods decidedly and proudly presents the glazes he picked to the lady

With the class wrapping up, the lady running the class pops up as you two inspect your creations.

“Do you mind if I take a picture to post on our social media?”

Ushijima shakes his head as you answer, “We don’t mind.”

She flashes a wide smile and aims her phone in your direction. “Great! Say ‘pottery’.”

On cue you plaster on smile and brandish the clay creation as the camera clicks.

The lady, who is somehow even more dirtied than Ushijima, inspects the picture.

“You two are so cute together!” She fawns over the two of you. “I hope you enjoy the rest of your date together.”

She disappears before either of you can correct her.

You blurt out, "Is this a date?"

A pause. Then a hum, "I suppose it is."

A shared smile, you leave the studio with linked hands.

When you get home, you prowl through the studio’s page and find the picture and break out into gut-clutching laughter at the almost-pained looking smile Ushijima makes, tiny pot perched in his large hands adding a comedic effect.

After you recover, you end up saving it and making it your screen saver.

Tendou:

For all his casual confidence, you’re the one to ask him out and he’s the one to officially declare it the “big” first date

The plan was to go manga/book shopping and eat at the in-store cafe

It sounded like a pretty cut-and-dry standard date but with Tendou anything can turn into an adventure

Ecstatic is an understatement on how excited Tendou was for the weekend

He was nearly berated a dozen times for not paying enough attention to what he was doing and almost caused a small fire at one stage

You didn’t fare much better, either

The pair of you got a great deal of laughter from relaying it to one another in the late night hours before meeting up

Although underneath it all lurked the residual anxiety he tried to fight away, so he reminds you during the call, just to check that you didn’t regret inviting him out

As much as he despised the thought, the dark voice whispering at him that you would stand him up were quickly silenced when you show up with a bright smile and his name on your lips

Tendou reckons it’s the sweetest noise he’s ever heard, right after your laughter that he coaxes out with the little melodies he sings to himself as the two of you make way to the popular bookstore

After arriving, you wonder apart to check out separate sections and end up meeting at again the in-store café with books in hand

Over the chocolate cake slice Tendou brought to share, you take turns to gush over the selected choices spread across the tabletop

“I mean it isn’t that over done.” You argue, popping another forkful of the overly-sweet cake into your mouth.

Tendou throws his hands into the air. “Are you serious? Hero meets bad guy, then they fight a whole bunch, bad guy kills a bunch of people and the hero never kills the guy because he ‘doesn’t want to stoop to their level’,” You don’t mask your laughter at the overexaggerated deep voice Tendou imitates. “It’s not fair to the people that the bad guy goes to hurt later on.”

“Oh, I entirely agree with you there.” You take a moment to wonder how Tendou has eaten nearly half the thing to himself already, you’ve barely been seated for longer than a few minutes. “When done wrong, the whole ‘taking the high ground’ troupe is really tacky.”

Tendou blinks at you like he didn’t expect you to respond. You raise a brow at him as a toothy grin spreads over his face, a slight pink painted across his pale cheeks.

“What?”

“Nothing. I like talking to someone that knows their stuff, is all. Don’t get me wrong, miracle boy is great company, but I can only try to convince him to read more than the ads they run for so long before I go insane.” He chuckles under his breath, words heartfelt enough that a matching heat spreads across your cheeks.

“I enjoy this too.”

A wide grin overtakes his face at your admittance.

“Well then, let’s not stop!” He offers, stretching his hand towards yours. You clasp it, feeling delicate against his larger one. “I still have to tell you about the whole ‘boy is given power he doesn’t know how to control and needs to find a grumpy mentor’ troupe next!”

You squeeze his hand. “I’d love to hear your thoughts on that one.”

Tendou clicks his tongue and wags his finger at you. “It’s not necessarily about my thoughts, it’s the conspiracy I think the troupe ties into.”

The seriousness in his tone made you pause, looks like you were in for a long one.

Amongst him linking the heroes journey and the innate desire for power over others, you marvel at the way his whole body comes alive when talking about something he loves.

It’s much later on, when he’s introducing you to his friends at a reunion, that you notice the bubbly and animated way he presents you to his friends, love evident in each and every word.

Semi:

Now you would think he’d be the calm and collected one after knowing each other for half a decade and dating for a month

Nope.

He's the type to plan to ask you at the perfect time, and will be in a pissy mood if he misses the "perfect" opportunity to ask

When he does finally pose the question, you’ll say yes and he’s ecstatic

Though, he will play it cool and be like, "Ok I'll text you the details later." And flash you the biggest smile that has you melting inside just a little

When he's trying to sleep that night it finally hits him

Oh shit he has to plan a date with the girl he’s been hopelessly pining for

After one text from you confirming you don’t mind where he picks, he’s both relieved and more stressed because now he has to analyse every little thing he knows about you and eventually starts doubting himself

In the end, he decides to play it safe and go with the popular, family owned cafe that plays live music Saturday afternoons

It was perfect, the music act would be quiet enough to still talk if you two wanted or serve as a mediator to break any awkward silence should it pop up

It is honestly the perfect date, in his mind

Comes the day and he swings around your place after agreeing to walk to the café together

The walk is characterised with the brisk autumn wind and catching each other up on what’s been going on during the week

The conversation doesn’t stop from there – something Semi could cry happily over

After ordering and grabbing a seat close to a stage set-up to the side, you note how bright and talkative Semi is and vow to yourself to see this more often

As he takes a sip in the middle of explaining the difference pick positions affects plucking sounds, you comment on his excitement

Even with the flush on his cheeks, he holds a suave facade and merely says that it’s hard to unwind when his friends can be so chaotic when they get together

From there he starts opening up and imparting little facts about himself that you commit to memory

You come to learn that his favourite colour was corn-silk yellow before he went to Shiratorizawa, now it’s royal purple. He loves tekka maki and boasts his mum’s hand-made ones to be the best in the world and offers to share it with you next time she makes them

All of these things slot into what you know about Semi, filed alongside the nuance’s you’ve noticed yourself.

When he’s unsure or embarrassed, he tousles his hair. And when he talks about something he’s passionate with, his hands start gesturing all about the place

You could’ve spent the whole afternoon like that, in the intimately-lit café, hidden amongst the dull chatter of the surrounding patrons, just listening to Semi’s soothing timbre

But life had other plans

The lights on the stage brighten as someone wearing comfortable clothes strolls on and perches up on the stool set-up in front of a lone microphone. She didn’t give off any signs of discomfort at being stared at as she sets up her guitar, giving a few testing strums before introducing herself and launching into her music.

It was only then that conversation broke and ushered in a lilting voice floating on gentle notes.

“They’re amazing.” You breath, eyes not leaving the stage until the musician dismounts from the stage.

“That’s what I want to do one day.”

You turn to him. “Really?”

“Yeah.” The corner of Semi’s lips quirk up a bit, a secret shared unto himself.

“Why?”

Genuine curiosity spurs you to ask, to know. While you could picture Semi perched on the same stool with a guitar all too easy, you never really thought Semi would pursue a career in the industry.

Semi finally turns to you, a fire in his eyes that was normally caused by volleyball and a good challenge. “I want to make people happy and sad - all the emotions really. I want someone to look at me like you did to that girl.”

Tilting your head you say, “Looking at her like what?”

Semi audible swallows. “Like someone that loves the music I make.”

Reaching over the table, you run your thumb over the backs of his knuckles, a comforting gesture. “Semi, I already love talking to you and hanging out, so why wouldn’t I like the music you write?”

The resultant blush on Semi’s face was answer enough to that, even though he tries to hide it behind his cup.

After that, meeting up at the café ends up becoming a weekly occurrence, an oasis that you both look forward to in the midst of life’s chaos.

Yamagata:

Yamagata actually is the smoothest out of them all

After a two weeks of dating, he bounces up to you after a particularly hard day and offers to take you somewhere fun the next day

Your definition of ‘fun’ varies from his, as you soon find out

Where Yamagata believes the best way to get to know someone and have fun simultaneously is putting them through challenges, whereas you believe sitting down and chatting to be the most optimal method

Unfortunately for him and fortunately for you, the paint ball range is closed

Amusement park it is

He leaves it as a surprise and doesn’t tell you until you question the sign of the park he visited frequently as a kid

Overall, you have an absolute ball with him, never a dull moment

Especially after the ferris wheel when Hayato goes to reach for his phone to check the time and finds it missing

The only reason he had it out in the plastic swinging booth was to take a sneaky picture of you looking carefree and relaxed as you gazed down at the park – not that he admitted to that when you asked just how it escaped his pocket

Obviously, it was a very slippery phone since this was the third time this week alone he lost it

After tracking it down with the help of the kind but tired ride operator, the two of you were on your merry way to the next ride, but not without a few light-hearted digs at Yamagata’s forgetfulness

You get to learn a lot about each other personally while waiting in line and over lunch after recovering

At the end of the day, your cheeks ache from much smiled

“I don’t remember it being that crazy as a kid.” Yamagata says, looking pale and breathing shallowly, as if to keep himself from being sick.

You couldn’t blame him, the rollercoaster he convinced you to go on under the guise of “This was my favourite one as a kid! You wouldn’t deny a man from reliving his childhood, would you?”

And like a fool you caved under the pout like a badly cooked soufflé. Now you wished you put up a bit of a fight against going on it. The screams of the riders before you were not exaggerated in the slightest.

“I don’t know how they allow kids on that.” Is all you supply, feeling a little green as well.

Yamagata directs you to the nearest bench and you follow his lead and slump into the seat.

“I don’t know how I forgot how much that thing threw me around. I must’ve just about fell off as a tiny kid. Remind me to thank my dad for coming on with me.”

You try not to laugh at the image of a tiny Yamagata ecstatically cheering as the ride swings around corners at full speed as his dad frantically tries to keep his clueless son from getting tossed out of the cart.

“Your dad is a brave man to go on that thing wilfully.”

Yamagata grimaces. “Brave is a nice way of putting it. I’d call it being insane to put up with me wanting to ride it eight times over.”

This time you do laugh.

“It must be hard saying no to your own kid, though, so cut him some slack.” You joke, knocking your elbow against his side.

He playfully pushes you away, widely grinning once again. The heat from the sun blaring ahead suddenly floods into your cheeks. The sensation of your heart feeling too large for your ribcage seizes you.

And the feeling doesn’t leave, it sticks with you as he laughs, as he drops his ice cream and pouts like a child. It intensifies as a dreamy look enters his eyes as he recalls a fond memory associated with a ride.

You hope that one day that he makes the same expression when he recalls this day spent with you.

Reon:

For some reason, Reon seems like the kind of guy to be inherently talented with gardening

He’s the resident green thumb alongside Ushijima, people pass their dying plants into Reon’s hands for magical resurrection

So it was a no-brainer for him to take you to the local botanical gardens

Rife with both native and exotic flora, there were many scenic walks available, thus was the perfect place for a first date to Reon

Reon meets you at the gates with a soft greeting and an outstretched hand – you two walk through the park with your hand intertwined like that for the rest of the day

Throughout the walk, he points out flowers and gives you their common name and their meanings, along with the meanings he gave them as a kid

It was entirely too cute for your poor heart

“And those are yellow carnation.” He points to a patch of bright yellow flowers with soft-looking ruffled petals. “They represent dislike and disappointment towards the person you give them to, but as a kid I thought they meant that she was my sunshine because of the colour. My mum got quite the kick out of it when I gave them to her for her birthday.”

You burst into laughter, unable to smother it even with Reon’s apparent embarrassment at the event

If your allergies start to play up too badly, Reon will take you to his favourite part, a densely packed section of the gardens filled with trees, concealing a secluded tiny red bridge stretched across a large koi pond with the largest and most colourful koi you’ve seen

Everything within you wanted to stretch this moment out, you could easily live in this moment forever. The buzzing of cicadas in the distance, the grass blades tickling the palms of your hands from where you sat, the soothing rumble of Reon’s voice – this is your personal slice Elysian peace

You did not want to give this up

It’s there that he finally unlinks your hands and brings out the packed lunch he made.

“You made all this?” You gape, taking in the diverse range of food he brought out of his bag.

From seared fish placed neatly atop seasoned rice, to perfectly rounded onigiri. In the next box he opens sat seasoned chicken and beef slices that made your mouth water. Not to mention the salad of rich greens, reds, and yellows that called your name.

Reon chuckles at your awe. “Yeah, I did. I thought it would be nice to eat something home-made while out here, but if you wan to grab something else-“

You cut him off immediately. “Definitely not! This looks and smells amazing. It would be a crime not to eat it.”

The corners of Reon’s eyes crinkle as he smiles, rubbing at the back of his neck. “I did try not to burn it, so I hope it tastes nice.”

“If it tastes even half as good as it smells, you’ll have to fight me to stop eating.” You reply, accepting the plate he holds out and give thanks as he starts loading your plate.

“I’d never stop you from eating,” he clicks his tongue in false sternness, to which you grin at. “If you’re hungry, I’ll feed you until your happy.”

“I’m happy right now, but I definitely still want the food.” You cheekily fire back.

Reon shakes his head, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“Well then, eat to your heart’s content.”

Taking a bite, you startle Reon with your enthusiastic reaction.

“This tastes better than I imagined.” You gush after swallowing, immediately scooping up another forkful and eating it.

Reon brushes off your compliment in favour for leaning forward and brushing some crumbs off your face. The proximity as your breath stalling in your throat as he lingers for a heartbeat longer, then withdraws.

“I hope we can do this more often. This is the most fun I’ve had in a while.” He quietly admits, the mood taking an intimate turn even with the shouts of kids playing in the distance.

“Me too. I don’t want this date to end.”

Shirabu:

This man prides himself on being observant and not oblivious like how his friends are

And yet, contrary to this, it takes him several trips to realise that he’s been on what would count as a date with you

You'll talk about needing a new jumper for winter and Shirabu will ask to tag along. You wanted to watch a movie? Shirabu is coming too. Like having someone besides you while studying? Shirabu was your go-to study buddy, whether in silence or as a conversation partner when your brain was overloaded

Out of the blue, he asks with no certain amount of panic, "Were those trips I went on with you dates?"

"I never really gave it much thought…” You match Shirabu’s expression as you consider his question. "I didn’t want to be presumptuous and assume that they were, and you never brought it up, so I left it be."

"Let me have a re-do." Determination flares in his usually guarded eyes and you couldn't refute.

“Gladly.”

Shirabu glances away from your face, unable to bear looking at the fond expression you wore for too long without his heart suffering. “I want to take you somewhere nice.”

“Everywhere I go with you is nice, Shirabu. It’s less about the place and more about the person.” You rebuke.

Shirabu looks away before you catch the full extent of his blush at your words. “No, I mean I want to take you somewhere that can become special for the both of us.”

You catch his hand in yours, tugging it for him to turn back towards you. Gone was the characteristic impassive façade, now replaced with a tenderness that makes you near melt.

Your first official date with him is a picnic in a park on top a hill to watch the sunset

Something he thinks is extremely cheesy and overdone but the look of excitement on your face immediately silenced his rebuttals

There was no way in hell that he was going to be the reason for your disappointment if he can help it

As such, he went all out

Hiring the gazebo and ordering food to be delivered from a restaurant he knows that you’ve wanted to try out for the longest time

Not that he actually tells you, but it wasn’t hard to deduce his excitement when he waits for you at the gazebo with a small smile, dressed nicely in pressed slacks and a dress shirt with a bundle of flowers

Upon the wide-eyed stare he receives from you, he spends the first minutes of the date describing what the florist thought best for him

A bunch of camellias ranging from a deep and vivid red to the first blush of love pink to the innocence of white gathered in a golden ribbon. He doesn’t exactly tell you their meanings other than a short, “Flowers are flowers, all I want them to show is that I love you.”

What he didn’t know was that the florist had the foresight to hide a card detailing the meaning of each flower amongst the paper holding them

White camellias meaning “You’re adorable” to red camellias meaning “You’re a flame in my heart” (something you blush at in the security of your own home) and the pink one representing longing

As the meal arrives and the two of you eat, the conversation drifts from current events to bits and pieces of everything and anything

The highlight of conversation was Kenjirou’s answer to the question “What do you think you’ll see first: a ghost or an alien?”

Apparently Kenjirou was secretly a space-lover

From the lecture he launched into about the statistics of it all and you come away from that conversation with more knowledge of possibility of E.T's versus spectres than you would’ve thought

The afternoon starts fading into dusk quicker than you realised, too wrapped up trading short anecdotes of your respective families

Shirabu only realises the fading light once the fairy lights decorating the space become brighter, and it is only then that Shirabu like a gentleman, brings out a blanket and escorts you to the grassy knoll besides the gazebo

Laying out the blanket, you notice it’s the perfect position to watch the sun set and you can’t help but give him a quick hug in gratitude before you sit down and make yourself comfortable

It floored you how much effort and consideration he put into this one afternoon amongst all his classes and assignments – it made you feel incredibly warm against the cool night air creeping in

As you shift to get comfortable, your hand lands on top of his. You’re just about to whisk it away, but he shoots you a soft smile and twists his hand in your grasp and gives it a squeeze

Your hands stayed intertwined as the blues faded into pinks and oranges, then into purples and the deep satiny blue of the night sky

The sunny photos with matching smiles from that afternoon soon decorate your wall

Kawanishi:

Unlike the others, Taichi really doesn’t care about being seen as “basic” for taking you out to watch a movie and grab dinner afterwards

He asked you out so casually, you agreed without it even hitting you that it was a date until he grinned at you and cheekily replied, “Great, it’s a date then.”

The movie in question was one you’ve been waiting forward for its release and Taichi was interested in it as well, so really it was an excuse for the both of you to watch the movie together instead of alone.

It went great, asides from the old couple staring the two of you in line, not so quietly reminiscing their first date

Embarrassment aside, Taichi was sweet throughout the entirety of it

Arguing to pay until reluctantly splitting the bill when you argued that it wasn’t fair

Waiting outside for it to start, Taichi and yourself bide the time by guessing what the other movies were about by their posters and making each other laugh

Once the movie starts, the chatter between you two dies down, yet the casual intimacy doesn’t fade in the slightest

Sharing an arm rest, the both of you exchange glances at one another throughout the movie, and bump elbows when something interesting or funny happens

It was a far-cry from the intimacy of the other’s dates, but it was perfect for the two of you

By now, the two of you have been friends much longer than you have been dating

Neither of you wanted to rush things, happy to take it as it comes and retain that familiarity from years of friendship stay untainted from the innate awkwardness of new love

Coming out of the theatre, Taichi is the most talkative you’ve seen him yet as he offers his opinion on the film

You avidly listen without a word of complaint

It was nice to hear what went through Taichi’s mind when he always kept his emotions close to his heart, you felt damn-near jubilant over him coming out of his shell – even after all the years of friendship

He offers to grab dinner and after a mild debate over which place is better, you end up flipping a coin and grabbing some fast food and eating it at a near-by park

Eating the meal in relative silence, it was only broken to point out the ducks and giving them names. It was laid-back and you were enjoying yourself, yet Taichi remained stiff by your side.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly the most romantic date.” Taichi rubs at the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes.

You quirk a brow at him. “How isn’t this a romantic date?”

Taichi finally looks at you, although in confusion. “Because I should’ve taken you to a nice, fancy restaurant for our first date.”

“I work on the belief that anywhere is romantic if you make it so. It depends on the company.” You shrug.

Taichi’s mouth curves into a smirk. “Oh? So you wouldn’t mind having our next one at a cemetery?”

You dig an elbow into his side and roll your eyes at the performance he puts on.

“That’s not what I meant, smartass.”

Taichi stops the pouting and slumps into the seat. Hating the sombre mood he’s in, you curl your arm through his and tuck into his side.

“Besides, you can always make it up to me in the future. I want the place to be so expensive that the proportions are baby-sized.”

Taichi’s rich laugh rumbles through you. It was a losing battle against the rapid thrum of your heart and the thoughts of warmth that consume you with his proximity.

You also didn’t try to fight the urge to cuddle further into his side, something he gladly accepted as he wraps his arm even tighter around you.

“I promise.” He sighs, a happy noise as he rests his head against yours, two bodies becoming one whole on that one spring afternoon.

Goshiki:

Not everything in life is a competition, yet Goshiki couldn’t thrive without it

Besides, if he thought too long and hard about it (which he did) an arcade date was the best option

It presented the perfect chance to show off his skills and impress you

When he finally works up the courage to ask you, it had been a while since you’ve been, so you were more than happy to accept

Goshiki deflated with relief because a back-up option didn’t exist

Even after dating for over a month by this point, this would be the first official date he’s taken you out on

After worrying that it was too childish or not at all romantic for a first date, you spent the better half of the afternoon before it convincing him otherwise

At the arcade, Goshiki takes your hand and guides you around the place, pointing out games he bested as a teenager before finally settling on war-cross-zombie two player shooting game

With the growing win streak, the two of you continue playing the game until Goshiki accidentally gets his player killed

Pouting, he suggests a different game to soothe his bruised ego

The pout disappears as he finds a different game he’s decent at, tickets flying out as the points rack up

He glows as you praise his skill

It was too easy to bait him into playing hoop games, which he surprisingly sucked at

You discovered him to be especially gifted at reflex games, where the both of you won the most tickets

With each claw game he stubbornly refuses to “eat his hard-earned money”, he proudly passes off each plushie to you

Goshiki wins whatever prize your eyes linger over, no matter how frustrated it makes him

With each one, you promise to keep and inwardly muse that you’ll have to install a new shelf for them

A few hours deep, you had managed to win him an eagle. It’s the only prize you had won big enough to portray the amount of affection you held towards the bowl-cut male.

It was a bit mishappen and looked more fit to be the mascot for a horror game than a children’s show, however you still offered it to him.

His eyes grow wide. “Really?”

“I mean, I can get you something better if you give me a few minutes…” You frown at the plushie as Goshiki holds it up. It’s even uglier in the light. Why the hell would they have this as a prize?

You reach out to grab it from him and Goshiki snatches it away from your grasp, pressing it into his chest and curling around it protectively. “No!”

You stand there, stunned, as Goshiki flushes at the looks he got from the shout and starts stumbling over his words.

“I mean, it’s fine and not creepy at all – No, I mean it’s cute,” he unconvincingly amends at your wince. “It’s something that you worked hard to get. I’ll treasure it forever, I swear.”

The conviction in his voice was enough to ease your concern.

“I could get you a better one, though. One that’s less creepy.” You offer, gesturing towards the wide array of claw machines boasting figurines and cuter plushies.

“No thank you. I like this one.” Goshiki is stubborn and you should’ve expected that.

You sigh, lips unsurely pulling upwards. “If you’re sure?”

Goshiki gives a sharp nod, and you know that that’s the end of that. He would not budge.

Yet you couldn’t find it within yourself to be exasperated at the awe-filled look he gives the plushie as you two leave the arcade, holding it like it was made of expensive finery instead of cheap thread and fabric.

Months later you got to see the monstrosity again, tucked up on the shelf above his bed, proudly sitting between medals he’s won through the years.

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sleepypaladiknight · 4 years ago

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OK FIC IDEA:

that one au where you can hear your soulmate singing out loud in your head- but leopika

leorio wasn’t much of a singer as a child- the impoverished corner of the world he lived in didn’t have much music to sing to, either. the closest he’s got were the staticky, muffled and clipped tunes that rattled out of the neighbor’s radio. that’s why he’s always preferred listening- listening to his soulmate’s songs.

it was in a language he didn’t understand, but it was the clearest, sweetest music he’s ever heard. he memorized those humble tunes and lullabies, tracing the foreign syllables over and over with his tongue and humming the melodies nobody but him and his soulmate knew. he carved his soulmate’s voice into his mind, bragging to Pietro about his melodic partner and how he couldn’t wait to meet him.

then one day they stopped.

he found it coincidental- that it was on the same day Pietro passed away from illness. but it was fitting- it was a day where all the music and life left him.

as years went on his hopes of hearing his soulmate’s comforting tune dwindled away, but the music and the tunes he cherished so much as a boy remained, even as he learned new songs to sing to in the world around him. he’d sing out as loudly as he could, the raunchiest and most irritatingly popular songs he knew on some days, hoping offhandedly to lure the music from his partner again and hear that kind, soft voice just one more time. it never worked.

so, he swore to never sing that song, that one soft melody, until he heard it from his soulmate themself.

then he met kurapika. a guy who didn’t sing at all, and whose expression alone sang out his melancholies. his voice was prim and strict, the annoying, uppity kind that made Leorio’s blood boil, but it was familiar.

in the confines of trick tower, the topic began to stray.

“your soulmate must love your singing.” he teased.

the blond seemed to hesitate, and didn’t meet his eye. “i don’t care about soulmates.” kurapika’s voice sounded almost sad. “it would be for the better if mine never meets me at all.”

“yeesh, that’s real positive of you.”

“and what about you?” he said almost accusingly. “what do you think of your soulmate?”

“i don’t care about my soulmate, either,” he bit out, “but it’s for a good reason. mine stopped singing to me.”

“they must have their reasons.”

“which are probably as pompous and bratty as you!”

then they were back to their usual bickering. life went on, and his ambitions neared with every step of the journey he completed. their little group parted ways to chase after their own interests and dreams, and for around a year, leorio never saw one of them face to face.

then kurapika showed up on a cloudy evening, after billions and gazillions of ignored calls and texts left on delivered. they exchanged apologies and grievances and angers, embraced each other and shared glances that lasted a few seconds too long as they talked.

for some reason, kurapika had a strained look on his face when leorio began to sing the lyrics to some queen song. he wouldn’t even look at him, but leorio shrugged it off as usual angsty behavior.

they found themselves on the rickety balcony of leorio’s cheap apartment, looking out over the city.

“so, still given up on your soulmate?”

kurapika said nothing.

“well, me too, i guess.” he sighed out. “i lied to you- back at the exam when i told you i didn’t care about my soulmate. i,” he laughed, a bittersweet sound, “i actually cared a lot. it just felt easier to deny it. it’s... pretty damn hard facing the idea that maybe my soulmate really doesn’t care anymore, doesn’t want to meet me. maybe they’re gone. maybe they hate my voice or something- from what i remember, they were a hella good singer. nice, bright voice and everything. maybe they didn’t wanna end up with someone musically talentless like me. maybe that one time i sang ‘call me maybe’ in the shower was the last straw.”

and to his delight, it drew a soft chuckle from the blonde leaning against the railing next to him, arms brushing and shoulders touching. his hair looked like silver in the moonlight. still, kurapika didn’t reply.

so leorio forged on.

“i, uh, already told you my soulmate stopped singing. like, completely. but i still remember the songs they used to sing. they were a huge comfort to me when i was little, when things were hard and a little bit of song was something people couldn’t even afford. i didn’t even know what the words mean, still don’t, but all i know is that they meant the world to me.” leorio glanced at kurapika with a sheepish smile. “wanna hear? so maybe you can hunt down the bastard that left me hanging?”

“sure.” his voice was scratchy, almost pained.

and leorio began gently. kindly. he was sure his accent was off- it didn’t roll off his tongue as fluently as it did for his soulmate all those years ago. but the sounds and the tune was the same- the one that he’s devotedly committed to memory, the one that he hastily wrote down on a piece of binder paper as a reminder of the comfort his soulmate used to bring, the one that he swore to never forget- it was his soulmate’s last song.

when he tapered off into absentminded humming, he realized kurapika was crying. his eyes were blown wide, flecks of magenta shimmering across the deep, scarlet hue of his irises. tears rolled down his soft, pale cheeks, glinting like diamonds in the moon’s embrace, falling on a dampened shirt that clasped trembling shoulders. leorio felt clumsy and dumb, trying to soothe kurapika, asking him what was wrong, if he was okay- then kurapika began to choke out words, rubbing away at his eyes with his arms.

“how do you know that song.” it wasn’t a question, it was a demand.

“i already told you, my soul-“

“no. you don’t understand. it’s a very personal song. a traditional song.” kurapika teared up again, liquid sadness welling up in his eyes. “it’s a song- a lullaby- that i’ve forgotten for the longest time. it’s my mother’s.”

leorio gaped, “your mom was my soulmate?!”

“no, you idiot!” Kurapika couldn’t help but laugh through his tears, beating a fist against leorio’s chest. they burst into a fit of laughter, boisterously cackling in the silence of the night, overpowering the honking cars in the streets below and the sound of their worries adrift in their heads. nothing but them existed.

kurapika’s hand remained there, on leorio’s chest, starting to clench at the fabric of his dress shirt. they were silent, for seconds, minutes, maybe hours, until Leorio’s hand drifted up to meet it, brushing gently against the soft, scarred skin of Kurapika’s slender fingers.

“i’m sorry.” kurapika whispered softly, barely above his breath. “i wasn’t fair to you. you were always trying, always singing to me.”

leorio couldn’t speak.

“i’ve been hearing your voice for years now. you and your- your stupid songs-“ he laughed out, but it sounded more like a choked sob.

leorio couldn’t breathe.

“i didn’t mean to make you lose hope. but i was hoping you would, so you wouldn’t chase after someone like me.”

leorio couldn’t think.

kurapika was leaning closer, voice growing quieter and quieter until they had to be inches apart to hear, to exchange words.

“i couldn‘t bring myself to sing. i didn’t have a reason to, not anymore. not after what happened to my clan. i noticed you stopped singing for a time, too. but it only took months before you began again, gaining more momentum with every song. i envied you and your strength.”

kurapika had started to shake, small frame shuddering against leorio’s. without thinking, he brought his other hand up to thumb away a tear that had begun trickling down kurapika’s face.

“i wanted to sing to you too, but all the songs i wished to teach you had disappeared from my memory. i was so preoccupied with my goals, that i... i began to forget the things that mattered more. what the faces of my family and my old friends looked like. what the lukso sunlight felt like on my skin, or how the grass felt underneath my feet. what the croons of a happy piko bird sounded like, or how beautifully blue the sky was on a sunny day. what my mother’s voice sounded like, what the words to her songs were, i, i-” kurapika sobbed, “i betrayed myself and my entire clan. i thought i had truly lost them and the part of myself that i swore i wouldn’t let die.”

their foreheads fell together, touching reassuringly. kurapika’s eyes fluttered closed as he spoke, body rendered as fragile as his voice, his feelings, his heart. leorio held each with careful, treasuring hands.

”i’d become a monster. a stranger in the same body i walked my home with. i thought- i thought that my soulmate didn’t deserve someone like that. someone like me.” he heaved out, chest shuddering with every quiet breath, “you don’t deserve someone like me, and i could never-“

and leorio shut that bullshit up with his lips.

they slotted together perfectly. call him disgustingly cheesy, sappy, any romantically insulting insult you could throw- but it felt like harmony. it felt so beautiful, his emotions crescendoing and his heart thrumming mercilessly in his chest as it fitted against kurapika’s. those soft, slightly chapped lips, damp from the tears that had trickled past them, felt perfect on his, like his lips were made to meet them. and just as easily as he had lost the music and life all those years ago, it was returned to him, in the form of a blond, pressed up against him and demanding for more, more, more with his mouth, hands all over his shoulders, fingers tangled in hair, breathing in each other, kissing like it was the very last thing they could do.

when they parted, leorio let himself get intoxicated by the sound of kurapika’s panting, drunk on the soft sounds that spilled past his lips like music.

”cut- cut the crap,” he breathed out, pulling kurapika closer by the waist and burying his head in his head of gold. ”for the rest of my life, stop talking. and start singing.”

#leopika #kurapika #leorio #omgsfshbsjbfs #I did not mean for it to get this long #this was supposed to be a humble summary of my thoughts #then it became a wholeass one shot omfg #aaaaaa i’m sorry pls don’t mind me shdjshjsf #i might post this to my ao3 if people actually like??? the idea???#but for now these are the ramblings of an idiot #the ending was clumsy. everything is clumsy i’m sorry i wrote this in like #30 minutes-#help me :D #sleepyspeaks #and needs to shut up #like #desperately

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pauls-broken-a-glass65 · 4 years ago

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hi!! i recently discovered your blog and i honestly looove it so much!! (fellow paul mccartney girl here, especially for 80s paul ehehe~) since i want to get more into paul’s solo music, i was wondering if i could ask for some song recommendations? for reference, my favorite songs by him at the moment are “only love remains”, “the back seat of my car”, “beautiful night”, and “wanderlust” and i recently discovered and fell in love with “this one” :’) thank you so much!!! <3

Hi "anon"!

I know who you are ;)

I am happy to know that my blog makes someone happy. Well, on one thing we agree: Paul is beautiful, isn't he? *Sighs*

We have good taste.

I love all the songs you quoted <3

From what I could see, you like ballads and Paul is an expert at it. I'll recommend songs from each of his albums from the 70s to the 90s (my favorite albums), I'll try to pick the best ballads, I promise.

Let's see 🤔🤔🤔

"McCartney", 1970:

"Maybe I'm Amazed"

"Junk"

The first one: I couldn't stop talking about this song. Whether the melody, the piano, the voice of Paul, this song is perfect in any sense. IT'S A CLASSIC! And it's a ballad......❤

The second one: It's a shame this song is so small. She is so calm, cozy, Paul's sweet and somewhat romantic voice makes everything better. My favorite version of this song is from the 90s (Unplugged) but I'll get there soon.

2. "RAM", 1971:

"Uncle Albert / Admiral Halsey (Medley)"

Ok, can we talk about how wonderful this album is? How great Paul and Linda are together, especially singing? My favorite song from the album.

I confess that this album is a bit snobby but I decided to listen to it again and I fell in love. In the case of this song, I love the second part of it, I can't explain it, it gives me a feeling of being in a beautiful big garden, running towards the sun, it's such a good vibe.

(Sorry, but I will include his albums with Wings because YES!)

3. "Band On The Run", 1973:

"Mrs. Vanderbilt"

"Band On The Run"

"Jet"

"Nineteen Hundred and Eighty Five"

Energetic. This word defines the whole album (or part of it). The 70s energy is here, everywhere. Listen to the whole album and you understand. My favorite is "Mrs Vanderbilt".

4. "Back To The Egg", 1979:

"Getting Closer"

"Spin It On"

"Arrow Through Me"

"Baby's Request"

"Rockestra Theme"

I don't know which song I speak first, maybe my favorite "Arrow...", the beat, Paul's "Ooh Babe", is one of the sexiest songs I've ever heard.

"Getting Closer" is awesome. Since the melody, the end of the song is everything to me.

I confess that I'm obsessed with this song for the simple fact that Paul shouts the word "Closer" over and over again at the end.

I don't know, this man gives me energy by doing this and other things...

"Spin It On" it's a very punk rock song.

In other words, "Punk" Paul! 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

I doubt you'll be still when this song plays.

"Baby's Request" it's one of the sweetest songs I've ever heard. Listen and you will understand why.

"Rockestra Theme":

"Bringing together the best in rock to make rock music in the form of an orchestra? Impossible!"

Well, tell that to Paul and his famous friends.

There's nothing this man can't do.

(80s Paul now! Here we go!!)

5. "McCartney II", 1980:

"Coming Up" (Live At Glasgow 1979)

"On The Way"

"Waterfalls"

Well, I love the extended studio version of "Coming Up" but this version is live version....

I read in somewhere that he doesn't like it when his voice is like this live version, "husky". I Love. It gave a better difference to the music. Let's Dance!!!!!!

"On The Way" is one more song that you fall even more in love with, mainly because of the sensuality of the song and his voice itself. Trust me, I would love for him to put me against the wall to this song😏

Is "Waterfalls" a ballad? In my view, yes. And a good one!

I already cried listening to her. His need and tenderness in this song make me hug him tight and fill him with kisses every time he says he "needs love".

6. "Tug Of War", 1982:

"Take It Away"

"Ebony And Ivory"

"Somebody Who Cares"

"Get It"

(I was going to recommend "Here Today" but you're going to die of dehydration from crying, anyway....)

One of my favorite albums! It was difficult to choose a few songs from several that I like.

"Take It Away" is one of those songs that you need to hear the song before it for the magic of transition to happen. She makes you dance, dream. Happiness? Is here.

"Ebony And Ivory" is a MASTERPIECE!!!!

If you've never heard this song, go do it now!

It's a classic!!!!

"Somebody Who Cares" and "Get It" are the songs that almost no one pays attention to.

The first one : Can we talk about the guitar? It's amazing, it brings me peace.

The second one: The only thing wrong with it is that it ends. It should be longer. That song sticks in your head.

7. " Pipes Of Peace", 1983:

Honestly, I recommend you listen to the entire album more carefully at:

"Pipes Of Peace"

"Say, Say, Say"

"Keep Under Cover"

"Through Our Love"

"Pipes of Peace" is one of those essential songs for you to hear from him. Great vibes! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

"Say....." is a CLASSIC, THAT'S IT.

Paul and MJ❤

"Keep Under Cover" is my favorite song of this album <3

Do you know "On The Way"? Same feeling. Sometimes, I get the impression that he's sexy in certain songs on purpose, to tempt the fans.

The sensuality and feeling of a "forbidden love" of him make me sigh madly.....*Bites lip*

You wanted a ballad, right? "Through Our Love" is for you as well as some others from the album I didn't name. It's romantic, in a way sweet, I want a man like him in my life.🥺❤

8. "Give My Regards To Broad Street", 1984:

I recommend this entire album focusing on:

"Ballroom Dancing"

"Silly Love Songs"

"No More Lonely Nights (Ballad)"

"The Long And Winding Road"

My favorite album of his! Say what you want, I love the movie!!!!

"Ballroom Dancing" is maybe the song I listened to the most this year. It's great to have a party in your room, just you and the music. It's a trip to the 80s.

"Silly Love Songs"..........I think her title speaks for itself. I prefer this version to the original (Wings).

80s vibes YES PLEASE-

The last two are a masterpiece.

And I think you'll really like "No More Lonely Nights", hehe.

"The Long And Winding Road" is something else......❤

9. "Press To Play", 1986:

One of my favorite albums, regardless of how most people hate this album.

"Press"

"Only Love Remains" (!!!!!)

"However Absurd"

Don't be fooled by the apparent innocence of "Press". Nothing like Paul talking more subtly and discreetly about sex. I LOVE HIM.

The last two are the best quality ballads.

The first one you must know very well and the second one will make you even more in love with him, believe me.

10. "Flowers In The Dirt", 1989:

YEEEEEEAAAHHH!!!!!

Sorry, my favorite album right here.

Please listen to the whole album, it deserves all the attention in the world, especially:

"This One" (!!!!!!!)

"Distractions"

I don't have words to describe how much "This One" is important to me.

It's one of his most beautiful songs in my opinion.

"Distractions" is one of his most beautiful ballads. The guitar, the lyrics, his calm voice, it's perfect❤

11. "Off The Ground", 1993:

"Off The Ground"

"Hope Of Deliverance"

Both songs have great vibes and won't fail to cheer you up, especially the second one.

Now, let's go to the honorable mentions (that song from the whole album, I just like it) :

"My love", From "Red Rose Speedway", 1973 (This song IS love)

"Mull Of Kintyre", From "Wings Greatest".

"Calico Skies", From "Flaming Pie".

"Rock Show", From "Venus And Mars", 1975.

"Let 'Em In", From "Wings At The Speed Of Sound", 1976.

"C Moon" (90s Version) (Soundcheck)

"Goodnight Tonight", From "WingsPan"

Well, I think you have a lot of songs to know, then let me know if you like any.

Thanks for asking!!!!💖💖💖

#It took me more than 3 hours to make this post but it was worth it.#I'm sure I know who you are.#sorry for the loooong post #i love this man y'know?#thanks anyway #i love you ❤️#my first long lost!!!!#thanks my beloved

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salem-the-druid · 3 years ago

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The Choice

“Are you sure you want to do this? There’s a lot of things that could go wrong and- `` I know that if I don’t cut Naïra’s rambling off she will never stop talking and this will never happen. She’s an amazing being and I love her to death, both platonically and romantically, but I need to do this and I can’t have my scribe stopping me. “Naïra, I'm sure, now come on, before we’re late”. I know that the stress and fear is showing in my voice from the way that her eyebrows bunch together and her face softens, I hope that she understands why I have to do this. The pristine white halls of marble are scarily quiet as we walk down them, heightening my anxiety tremendously. I need to be crowned this way, no matter how much backlash I may receive. However, that doesn’t change the shake in my voice and the way that my legs feel like jello that didn’t have time to properly set. If Naïra wasn’t here with me, I am sure that I would have already turned around by now. In the near silence I can hear the click on my heels and the dragging of my gown on the shining floor. I need the world to know who their queen is, and for that to happen I need to be myself. I can’t have fear stopping me. Most of the people who work within the castle walls understand and respect my wishes, respect their to be queen, but how do I know that everyone will. Am I ready? Will I ever be ready? At this point in time I don't think so. That's why I need to do this now. I know I need to do this, so why am I shaking so badly? Why do I feel like the world is crashing around me? I’m almost at the ballroom. All my subjects are there, waiting for me, waiting for their handsome prince. They're all going to hate me aren't they. I’m going to be cast out. I’m going to be killed. I need to leave. This was a bad idea. I can’t do this. I-

“hey… look at me” I’m on the floor, when did I get on the floor? Am I crying? yeah, i’m crying, typical. Slowly, I raise my hand to my face, laying them over Naïra’s, which I only just realised were there. After taking a few small breaths, I look up to meet her eyes. They shine like the purest gold, laced with concern and love. “You’re going to be ok my queen, just breathe. It’s ok” her voice is soothing, rough but warm. I’m so happy that she’s the one with me right now, I don’t think I would survive if it was anyone else.

“Hey Naïra…” My voice sounds so broken but I need confirmation right now.

“Yeah Kei?” I wish that she didn’t have to be so worried about me. I wish I wasn’t such a mess. I want to make her proud. Eye contact was beginning to be too much so I chose to instead pay attention to the marble floor and all its little imperfections. “Is everything going to be ok? Are we going to be ok?” My voice was so quiet that I'm surprised she even heard me and when I look back at her face I wish that I hadn’t said anything at all. She looks like her heart just broke into small pieces, and I know that how she feels isn't from a place of pity, but empathy. I feel like I'm seven years old again, with my mother by my side after a nightmare. Did I ever truly grow up at all? “Hey, baby, we’ll be ok, I promise. You just need to trust yourself. You have survived so much, and you will survive whatever’s coming. You will be ok.” Naïra’s arms around my shoulders are comforting, and any tears that I had left over have dried. My makeup is going to take forever to fix again, meaning that the coronation is going to need to be postponed. I guess that isn’t entirely a bad thing though. I hope Naïra’s right. She better be. She must be able to tell I'm not entirely ok (of course she can, she’s my girlfriend, why would I doubt her?) because she moved her arms from around my shoulders and placed them back on my face, lightly turning it so that I was looking her in the eyes again. “You are enough, you got that? You are Keishara Helemaer, the sweetest girl I have ever met. You love horse riding and music and art. You are the type of person to slide down the castle corridors with socks on and never get caught. You love pulling pranks on your royal advisor and we always laugh together afterwards. You are going to be queen, and you are going to be a good one. You are enough, and you always will be enough.”

#Salem writes #I’m not as proud of this one #but it exists so #gods this is scary #chaos of senia

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soundofseventeen · 5 years ago

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Bee’s (soundofseventeen) Recs

Hi, here are my recs! They’re mostly Erin’s but I do have a few that I’m kinda proud of.

Tell Me (Seungcheol): I love anything that involves a character not telling their friends, family, s/o or really anyone about the struggles they go through and Erin really hits the nail on the head here.

Take This to Heart (Seungcheol): This song is really special to me and Cheol is really special to me. What better way to combine the two than this?

Call Call Call (Jeonghan): I don’t know why I love this one, but it’s really sweet and dorky and telemarketer part just gets me every time.

Everything You Are (Jeonghan): Originally I hated this one when I wrote it just bc I was angry and I didn’t wanna post it just bc it’s not a happy one. It’s on my list now bc you can grow from something that feels like the end of the world and you can come out on top, and sometimes we have to remember that our idols are human.

Three’s a Crowd (Jeonghan): I love how Erin managed to keep the core friendship platonic while adding the third person...who also happens to be the other best friend.

Kiss Me Slowly: (Jeonghan): At the end of the day, I love the thin line of friends to more and when to cross it.

I can’t believe Erin’s really gonna make me say this and I can’t believe I am too. The deception. All the Joshua fics have been my favorite bc they’re either so sweet and fluffy and domestic and leave you happy for the rest of the day or they just kinda shatter your heart. It’s fine though.

Hold This (Junhui): It’s super lame and it’s so dorky and it’s the sweetest thing ever. I can never stop smiling like an idiot whenever I reread it.

Kissing in Cars (Junhui): I can’t really explain this one, but I hold it dearly in my heart. This song from Pierce the Veil just makes me feel everything and this boy makes me feel everything. If there’s any fic I’d want y’all to read, it’s this one.

My Fairy Tale (Junhui): The friends to lovers; the bittersweet feelings; the last sentence that ties it together; I just love everything.

Carnival (Junhui): The secretly dating thing gets me every time, especially when they get caught and it’s just very fall-y.

Midnight (Junhui): The whole pining thing in a fic is very underrated, especially when everyone knows someone has to confess but they don’y. I love the realism and how you just wanna yell at the screen and writer to make them come together.

Come Back (Junhui): ANGST my dudes!!!! I live for things like this!!!! I love that sometimes not everything we write has to be sickly sweet and happy. I WANT TO FEEL THINGS. I WANNA CRY UGLY TEARS and then cheer at the happy ending.

7 Things (Soonyoung): I think that as a writer, one of my favorite things that I’ve done was give readers hope, only to just take it away it and this one did it justice. Erin and Haley haven’t forgiven me for this one but I did warn everyone.

Make You Smile (Soonyoung): I’m a nerd at heart and if anything has pens, paper, a notebook, books as the key thing in a fic (along with coffee shops), I’m a goner. And it’s so sappy!!!! You can hear my heart crying!!!!

Firsts (Soonyoung): I’m very bad with feelings and this just made me happy for some reason.

Can I have This Dance? (Soonyoung): I loved this a lot more than I thought I would to be honest. Erin just has a simplistic happy way of writing and I know that everything will be alright.

Movies (Wonwoo): A Halloween-ish type special from Erin that is hysterical to me for some reason. (Bonus points for the gif she uses!)

Favorite (Wonwoo): Small moments leading up to the big finale? My heart does a thing still!

Terrible Things (Wonwoo): This one I was really wanted to do bc it was a story begging to be told and Erin liked this too???

Speak Now (Wonwoo): You know when you read a book that completely shatters your heart but you go back and reread in hopes it ends differently? This is it. I will never forgive Erin for this one bc she came out with this one around the time I dropped the fact that Wonwoo wasn’t my main bias anymore and -ouch. This is probably my favorite one she’s done.

Someday (Wonwoo): Let me just say...friends to lovers...my absolute poison.

My Life Would Suck Without You (Jihoon): I always pictured Jihoon falling in love with someone he’s known for years and the outcome for this made me happy?

Home (Jihoon): This one I wrote in a couple of days after hearing Home and it wasn’t too shabby, I guess.

First Night (Jihoon): The ending made my heart go whoosh honestly.

Cafe Crush (Seokmin): The way to my heart is giving me a coffee shop setting and this just made me uwu

Fake Date (Seokmin): I don’t know why I adore this one, but I do! It’s so cute and funny and I meant this to happen irl

First Sight (Seokmin): The angst! The hope! The little thing you’re relying on to make it end on good terms only to just...fall apart at the seams.

When I Grow Up/ 1.5 (Seokmin): Truthfully, I don’t know why I wrote this one, but it made me really happy and I’m just a hopeless romantic at the end of the day and apparently everyone loved it so everybody wins. Plus I know it made Erin really happy and that made me even happier. (And it’s one of my favorite seventeen songs which shocks people for some reason?)

All the Mingyu ones, lmao. Everything that’s been written about Mingyu, I’ve loved.

Night and Rain (Minghao): I was inspired to start writing for these boys when I heard this song and this was the outcome. This is my firstborn, and I still listen to this song a lot.

Muffins (Mingaho): Another dorky one that just has me :D

Cheated (Minghao): Again, I won’t always write happy stuff and this was another one that just made me happy to write.

Tattoo (Minghao): I’m really sentimental about this one. Like I love it a whole lot?

Photo Credit (Seungkwan): This is probably the most original piece I’ve ever read and I still laugh about this!!!!!

Temporary Goodbye (Seungkwan:) The bittersweet moment of last days is just something that hurts. You want more time but there’s always hope for next time and that’s what gets you through the times.

You Had Me at Hello (Seungkwan): I just started writing this one, but pen pals y’all. :( Letters, and rambling and talking to each other is just beautiful. Trust me, it’s a special kind of friendship.

8:43 (Hansol): I don’t know why but I love reading about the flashbacks and present times. Erin’s a genius y’all.

Just the Way You Are (Hansol): Literally the time I was fighting Haley to admit her love for Vernon, I was listening to Pierce the Veil’s cover of this song (and I was going through it bc I adore this band and their music!) and I realized that this would make a good fic...although she does hate me for this one!

Lost Woods (Hansol): Mutual feelings? Sign me up. And honestly, the “No one called him Hansol anymore (or something along those lines is the sole reason it’s up there lmao)

How Would You Feel? (Hansol): Yeah, yeah...I’m just a big softie and apparently I can do cute shit like this (I’m really happy with how it came out though and I didn’t expect everyone to like it?)

Birthday Treats (Chan): I hate my birthday too, but I suppose I’d make an exception for him :(

Ice Cream (Chan): Erin and I unintentionally collaborated on this bc she said it was too short and she let me add on to it so it’s special bc we haven’t done anything since the Princess series.

Locked In (Chan): the thought of being locked in the same room with the person im crushing on is equal parts scary and exhilarating...aka my guilty pleasures!!!!

You First (Chan): I just...love break ups and make ups and the whole “let’s try it again” thing

Thirteen Ways I Said I Love You (OT13): They’re short and sweet and it’s postcards

Friends to More (OT13): FRIENDS. TO. LOVERS. NEED. I. SAY. MORE.

Hogwarts Seventeen: Erin and I talk a lot about AUs and Harry Potter so this made me GEEK

Once Upon a Time (OT13): I wouldn’t stop bugging Erin about my theories and I just...she doesn’t disappoint!

Serial Killers (OT13): Y’all I love shit like this; the creepy and scary and just wow

Funhouse/ Thriller/ La Llorona (OT13): Funhouse was my first attempt at haunted houses; Thriller for scariness and La Llorona for the urban legend and dia de muertos!!!

#bees recs

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btsbangtanreacts · 5 years ago

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BTS Reaction, Making a Romantic/Grand Gesture.

Jin

Things had been crazy for you lately. Work was hectic, things with your family had been rough, you’d been sick on and off, and you felt like there was no reprieve. Late one night you couldn’t seem to clear your mind in order to sleep, so you rang your best friend, Jin. He answered straight away.

“Can’t sleep again huh, Y/N?”

“I just feel like I don’t have enough time to do anything. I just keep thinking about how much I’ve got to do. I mean I haven’t bought any groceries; I’ve been living off fast food for over a week, I have no clean clothes, my apartment’s a mess, I’ve got work, and family, and I can’t shake this cold that keeps coming back! How am I meant to just lie down and go to sleep?”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just talk to me until I fall asleep?”. Jin stayed on the phone telling you stories about his day and telling bad dad jokes until you fell asleep.

The next day you came home from work, pausing at your front door dreading the chaos that lay inside. You opened the door and did a double take to make sure you were in the right apartment. It was spotless and the smell coming from the kitchen was incredible.

“Is that you, Y/N?”

“Jin?”, you walked into the kitchen to find Jin packaging food into containers, “What are you doing here? What is all this?”

“Laundry is done, grocery shopping done, apartment cleaned, and enough meals to last 2 weeks! I know you’ve been having a tough time so I figured I could at least take some of that off your plate.”

Without even thinking about it, you crossed the kitchen, took Jin’s face in your hands, and kissed him. Instantly your friendship was changed forever.

“I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever do that!” Jin laughed.

Yoongi

The other members frequently mentioned how Yoongi had a crush on you, but you couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t that you didn’t get along, but he just wasn’t affectionate towards you, so it was hard to believe he looked at you as anything more than a friend. When you first met the two of you had bonded over your love of piano. Most of the time when you hung out together it was in his studio to play together or share new compositions, so it was a surprise when he asked you to meet him outside the Lotte Concert Hall to hang out.

When you arrived, you found him leaning against a wall. As soon as he saw you a small smile spread across his lips and before even saying hello, he covered your eyes and asked, “You trust me, right?”

He started to guide you down the hallway and through a door.

“Yoongi, where are we going?”

“Shhh. Almost there.”

You came to a stop, Yoongi standing with his body close behind yours, his hands still covering your eyes.

“Ready?”, he whispered into your ear. When he uncovered your eyes, you realised you were standing inside the empty concert hall. The lights were dimmed except for one light on stage illuminating a grand piano. You looked back at him completely speechless.

“Go on. Go play.” He moved to a seat a few rows back as you went to take a seat at the piano.

You got lost in the music letting the notes fill the hall. When the final notes had echoed through the room you heard Suga clapping and cheering as he moved from his seat to join you on the stage.

“I can’t believe you did this for me.”

“I had to get you to notice me somehow.” He whispered with a smile.

Hoseok

Hoseok had been home for a month-long break with his family. You missed your childhood neighbour when he was gone and always loved spending time with him when he was back.

“Don’t leave me again, Hobi. I’ll be so bored!” you sighed dramatically throwing yourself across his bed.

“That’s just because I’m the best person ever. It’s natural to miss me.”

“No, it’s because you’re my favourite person so I miss you when you’re gone. You know I used to have the BIGGEST crush on you when we were teenagers?”

“W-wait, WHAT?!”

“Oh, come on, you knew! I practically threw myself at you! You were just nice enough to let me down gently.”

Hoseok blushed and changed the topic. He had no idea that you had had a crush on him and had spent years dreaming of you.

The next day he left to go back to work. As you climbed into bed after a long boring day without your friend, you noticed that a polaroid of Hoseok was stuck to your ceiling. Grabbing it down you read the handwritten caption, “1 of 30”. You sent a picture of it to him with a question mark.

“looks like you’ve got 29 more to go. By the way you have 30 days to find them to win the prize.”

He knew you too well and knew you couldn’t turn down a prize. The competitive streak in you took over and for the next few days your furiously hunted them down, finding them in all manner of places; pockets of your favourite clothes, inside drawers, in the mailbox, behind the curtains, and even stuck to the bottom of your shoe.

It had been 2 weeks since you’d last found one and you were still only up to 29.

“Hobi, please just tell me where the last one is?” you text him.

“Where’s the fun in that, Y/N? I promise the best one is last. You only have 2 days left”.

48 hours later and you were just texting Hoseok to officially give up when the doorbell rang. You opened the door to reveal Hoseok with polaroid number 30 stuck to his chest. Reading the caption, you could only smile. It simply read, “Date?”.

Namjoon

“AH!”, there was a crash from the hallway, “Y/N you really need to stop stacking your books up everywhere!”

“No Joonie, you need to be less destructive and leave my books alone!”. Your books were practically your friends. They crowded every spare surface and space in your apartment and had long since over filled your one small bookcase, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to get rid of any of them.

The following weekend you went home to visit your family, leaving Namjoon with the keys in case anything happened while you were gone. When you came home late Sunday night all the lights were on.

“Hello....?”, you cautiously called out.

“Y/N! You’re back! In here.”

Following the sounds of your friends voice you went to the living room to find the walls covered by floor to ceiling bookshelves, your precious books filling nearly every shelf. Sitting in a brand-new oversized armchair, that was perfect for reading in, was Namjoon grinning from ear to ear.

“Before you ask……no I didn’t build them myself, so they’re not going to collapse.”

You ran to him and held him in a long embrace, your head resting on his chest, listening to his heart racing.

Squeezing you tightly, Namjoon kissed the top of your head, “I’m glad you like it.”

Jimin

In the spring you moved to South Korea. It was hard to adjust at first but quickly became easier once you met your friend, Jimin. It was early in the winter and you were at the dorms hanging out with Jimin and the other members.

‘When do you think it will start snowing?”, you asked, your face pressed against the cold glass of the living room window.

“You’ve asked that 12 times in the last 30 minutes, Y/N, the answer is still the same. I. Don’t. Know.”, replied an exasperated Jin.

“Yeah well sue me for being excited, I’ve never seen snow. It’s hot where I’m from!”

You slept on the couch that night until you were gently shaken awake by Jimin.

“Chim, what the hell? It’s like 3am!”

“Shhh. Just sit up a second.”

With a groan you sat up, eyes barely open watching Jimin standing by the curtain covered window.

“Ready?” Without waiting for a reply, Jimin pulled back the curtain.

Instantly you were wide awake and staring in awe out the window, “Snow!”

“First snow of the year.”, Jimin smiled proudly.

“You woke me up just to see the snow?”

“You wanted to see snow so bad and the first snow of the year is the most magical. I just wanted it to be magical for you”, Jimin’s smile grew even bigger as his face flushed red.

“That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

He gave a small nod and started to walk out of the room. “You’re not staying with me?”

“I….d-do you want me to?”

You lifted your blanket and shifted forward on the couch giving Jimin enough room to lie down behind you. He covered both of you with the blanket and you held his hand, wrapping it around your waist. His thumb gently brushed the exposed skin of your hip between your PJ shirt and shorts.

“I can’t believe you made sure I got to see this.”

“You deserve all the magic in the world, Y/N.”

Taehyung

Being away from home for so long had been hard. People constantly told you it would get better eventually but for you it was only getting worse. Your friend, Taehyung, was at your place one evening trying to cheer you up by making all sorts of weird faces and noises.

“Tae, please stop, I’m not in the mood”.

“Aw come on, Y/N, it will be okay. I know it’s hard”, he sat down next to you and rubbed your back to try and comfort you.

“It’s not just hard. I don’t want to be here anymore. I feel so alone all the time. I just want to move back home and be closer to my family and friends again.”

Taehyung didn’t want you to move away. He couldn’t deal with the thought of not being able to see you each day. Wrapping you in his arms he let you cry out your frustrations while he came up with a plan.

One you’d fallen asleep, he covered you with a blanket and quietly slipped out to start working on his plan.

Every time you called over the next couple of days, he said he couldn’t hang out or talk, which was out of character. Feeling even more lonely and sorry for yourself you packed a bag and headed out for a weekend home. As the elevator doors opened to go downstairs, you found Taehyung just stepping out.

“Y/N! I was just coming to see you!”, his face dropped when he saw the bag in your hand, “No, no, no, you can’t leave!”, he said desperately.

He held out a tan coloured teddy bear with a heart stitched on its foot.

“A teddy? Really? Tae I’m not five.” He grabbed the bag from your hand and thrust the bear into your chest, “Squeeze it”.

“Tae…”.

“Squeeze the damn bear, Y/N”, he pleaded.

With a sigh you squeezed the bear.

“I love you, Y/N”, you immediately started crying and squeezed the bear over and over listening to the sound of your mother’s voice.

“I know I couldn’t bring her here to stay so I figured this was the next best thing. Now you can stay right? You can stay here with me?”.

“I was only going for a weekend!”, You laughed.

“Oh……”

Jungkook

You’d been texting your friend, Jungkook, all day venting about how stressful work was. All you wanted to do was the same thing you did every time you had a bad day. You wanted to go home, get into the comfiest clothes you could find, get all your favourite junk food, and curl up in bed to watch the same terrible, trashy movies you always watched to feel better.

“Come to the dorm tonight,” Jungkook texted.

“I really just want to relax tonight, but thanks anyway.”

“Not an offer. An order. Come to the dorm tonight.” A few seconds passed before a new message came through, “Please?”.

“Fine. I’ll come straight from work.”

“Oh, so that’s why JK has been pacing around for an hour, you’re here”, Yoongi said as he opened the door to you, “You know where to find him.”

Knocking softly on the door you called out, “Kookie? It’s me!”

‘Y/N! You’re here!”, he slipped his body through the ajar door and gave you a tight squeeze, “Be prepared for the best night ever!”

He pushed the door open and stepped inside letting you see his room.

“Lots of pillows on the bed, your favourite candle, all the best junk food, and the corniest movies possible ready to spend all night watching!”

“Oh, Kook! This is just what I needed, thank you!” “Here!”, Jungkook leapt forward towards the bed and picked up a careful stack of his comfiest clothes, “Go get something more comfortable on and I’ll get the first movie ready.

Stepping out of the bathroom after changing into a pair of Jungkook’s sweatpants and t-shirt, you took in a deep breath of how good the room smelled. You jumped onto the bed where Jungkook was already sitting with the blankets covering his lap. The bed was stacked with a ton of pillows and blankets, just how you liked it, and there was every snack imaginable.

“Kookie did you do this all for me?”

“Of course, I did, Y/N. I’d do anything to make you happy.”

“Anything?” you asked with a devilish grin.

“Anything at all for you” He said gazing into your eyes.

“Good!” you said bouncing onto the bed until you were sitting as close to him as you could without making him uncomfortable, “Cause my hands are freezing and I need somewhere to warm them up. Jungkook pulled the covers back so you could climb inside.

“Here,” he took your hands in his and slipped them up his shirt and onto his chest, his hands resting over yours holding them to his heart, “Warm?”

“So warm and toasty. You’re the best Kookie. I wish I never had to move from right here every again. I want us to stay just like this forever.”

“We could!”, JK hinted as his voice cracked. His face went bright red. “I’ll stay right here with you, just the two of us, for as long as you want me.” Nuzzling down onto his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist, you thought about it for a moment.

“I like the sound of forever with you.”

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peakywriting · 6 years ago

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Thomas Shelby NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Thomas may be the most feared man in Birmingham but when he’s alone with his woman he loves a good cuddle, especially after sex. Holding you in his arms while smoking a cigarette but if it’s emotional sex, like making love for example, he’ll sometimes be the little spoon as his head is rested up against your chest while stroking Thomas’ hair.

If the sex was rough then he’d stroke wherever he left marks or bruises, kissing them gently and telling you how good you were and how much he loves you. He may call you a whore during sex sometimes but Tommy always reassures you after that your not and that he loves you with his entire being.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Thomas loves his hands, especially his fingers, the way he can make you squirm, moan and squeal with them makes him hard. His fingers can reach places yours can’t so Thomas uses that to his own advantage, you on the other hand.. he loves your eyes. The way they look up at him as you two have sex, so full of love but so desperate for pleasure, you only have to look him in the eyes and he knows what you want. But if he had to pick a physical feature of yours it would be your thighs, he loves leaving marks all over them and finds the little noises you make when he nips at them music to his ears.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He prefers to cum inside you, filling you up to the brim until Thomas can watch his cum leak out of you. He also likes to lick your orgasm off of his fingers, often going in for seconds and even thirds..

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a gun kink.. he would never ever expect you to go through with it and to be honest he’d never tell you. Afraid of the reaction he’d get but also what if he accidentally pressed the trigger? The thought of fucking you from behind with him pressing a gun to your temple is something he fantasises about a lot, but woul never tell a soul. Not even you.

He also steals your panties and puts them in his pocket, being amused when he finds out you had to go outside in a dress without any on because they went ‘missing’.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

This is Thomas Fucking Shelby we’re talking about here, of course he has experience, and he uses that to his advantage. He’s able to make anyone scream from just the way he uses his fingers, of course if his partner was a virgin he’d go gentle but he’d still have a way of making you scream.

Let’s say you were a virgin he’d caress your body and be extra slow but still giving you the pleasure as if he was going rough, he’d just spend a bit longer between your legs.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Bent over his desk, or any surface in fact. Thomas likes to spank your ass as he fucks you and pull at your hair while he smokes a cigarette at the same time. He definitely leaves red hand prints on your skin but it goes without saying that he’ll always hold you after.

Let’s me real here though, he also likes it when you ride him, from a certain scene you can tell he likes being dominated but still likes to have some form of control wether that be holding your wrists or waist while your on top. It just gives him a better angle to suck and bite onto your nipples.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s more of the serious one during sex, he doesn’t see it as a joke. He’ll smile during the act but will rarely laugh, making love to you isn’t a game to him. After sex he might laugh, a very big might but he’s the serious type.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s trimmed downstairs, not overly hairy but not bare like a child either, he likes to be seen as a man and not a boy. It’s most likely the same colour as what’s on his head, but maybe slightly darker. Thomas doesn’t have a preference on what his partners are like but would prefer some hair on them.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

It depends, if it’s a special anniversary or if you want to make love then he’ll go all out. Not many people know this about Thomas but he’s a romantic, he’ll light candles for you during (if you want to go slow that is).

But most nights it’s rough, pinning you down on the bed as he pounds you against any surface. But he’ll always check afterwards, he’s extremely protective of you and wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he had hurt you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He did a lot before he met you, or he would’ve gone some whore to do it for him if he wanted a ‘helping hand’. Now he rarely does it, if he’s hard then Thomas will just get you to to it (with consent of course!) But you’d always comply, wanting to pleasure your husband.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Gun Play, Sir/Master Kink, Public sex (most likely in The Garrison), likes his hair being pulled

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The Garrison, he wouldn’t care if anyone heard, all that mattered that people knew you belonged to him.

In the bath, he’d like how intimate it was, he’d wash your hair, your body and then get to fuck you afterwards.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you dance around the kitchen, it could be doing the most mundane of things but the way your hips sway gets him going.

When you shoot someone, that being in defence of course, but knowing you can take care of yourself would turn him the fuck on and he’d most likely bend you over the nearest surface and fuck your brains out. Not caring who hears or sees.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s willing to try anything with you, anything once and if he doesn’t like it then the two of you won’t do it again. He’s not a big fan of bodily fluids, except your cum and saliva.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves a good blowjob, you’d be under his desk sucking his cock while he did paper work, occasionally stroking your hair as your mouth went to work.

Thomas could spend hours between your legs, loving the moans and squeals that come out of your mouth. He’d always tell you that your the sweetest fruit he’s tasted. While he went down on you he’d remain eye contact, or at least look up at you, loving to see your reactions as he nipped and sucked.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the situation really, sometimes he can be like a while animal. Leaving marks all over your skin, having you crying and screaming in pleasure as he fucks you on any surface near the two of you. Other times he can be a gentle lover, especially if it’s the especially if it’s the anniversary of the war, he’d feel so vulnerable and you wouldn’t want to pressure him but all he’d want to do is hold you and make love to you, so glad that he has someone in his life. But he’d be so scared of loosing you like lost so many friends..

Q = Quickie (Where? how often? Do they like it?)

Thomas doesn’t mind quickies but would prefer to take his time with you, building up to the moment until finally your begging him to touch you.. to ravish your body.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He likes the risk of being caught, that’s why the two of you both fuck in The Garrison often, someone could walk in on you two, him taking you from behind while smoking and he’d simply say “You need anything?”

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Since he came back from the war he’s been fitter than ever, he can go maybe 2-3 rounds, after four his Thrusts May turn sloppy but he’ll give it his all. Due to being a businessman he can hold off his urges, which meant he could last for hours on end but when he did come.. there’s usually lots of it.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

In 1902 the vibrator came into play, he wouldn’t be too pleased in knowing you owned one. One day you’d come in the room to find it missing, he’d thrown it away, him being the one one that can pleasure you, even if it is just a toy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His middle name is tease, he loves to hear you begging for him. Orgasm denial is his favourite but won’t do it too often as you can be sensitive. Thomas wouldn’t mind fingering you under the table either, knowing you can’t do anything or say anything to stop him, you’d just have to put up with it while you were surrounded by his family.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He makes grunts here and there, even some Snarls when he’s in the moment but as soon as he cums he sounds like a wild animal.. not that you minded, it was a sound that could make you cum on the spot.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Thomas likes fucking you by a mirror, making you watch him fuck You during the moment. ‘’You like that huh? Watching my cock fuck you, dirty little thing!’’ Let’s just say there are plenty of mirror stains you have to explain to Polly.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Thomas is around 7 and a half inches, average length but he’s girthy. He only has to put the head of his cock inside you and your already a Whimpering mess.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Like I said before he’s a businessman so his sex drive isn’t through the roof but it isn’t low either, you two have sex twice a day, four/five times a week. Many more if he’s stressed, you don’t mind him taking his anger out of your body though.. it’s quite pleasureable.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Thomas doesn’t fall asleep straight after sex, he’ll smoke one or two cigarettes after before finally going to sleep, even then he’ll stroke your hair and make sure your okay before closing his eyes.

#thomas shelby #thomas shelby smut #thomas shelby imagine #peaky blinders smut #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders

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giranswife · 6 years ago

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The “Moment”

Summary: During a late night of deserts and conversation, Ashley and Shiroe both recount the moments when they both realized that they loved one another.

Warning(s): fluff, self-insert x canon

(( This is probably one of the sweetest things I’ve ever written for us. I couldn’t stop crying with this one. I really hope that y’all can enjoy this piece of us, because that is exactly what it is. I love it so much. This includes my self-insert/oc shipped with a canon character ))

Remnants of our desert lay scattered at our feet as the moon shines brightly in the sky. It wasn’t so a few hours ago when we came here after everyone had gone inside to relax before bed. We just got to talking, eating our desert that Nyanta had made, and just losing track of time. Not that I minded. It was nights like this, in fact, that I love the most. There’s not a single worry on each of our minds, and we can just be in the moment together.

Shiroe had finished his work earlier today, knowing that I wanted to spend tonight talking until the sun came up. Or at least until the two of us fall asleep on each other. Which was definitely bound to happen given the day that we had today.

We sat together underneath the stars, and I had my hand on his leg while he spoke. Telling me about his plans and his dreams, just like I did a few moments prior. It’s moments like this that I forget that we got stuck in this world a long time ago, and the real world is far behind us right now. Sometimes I wish that I could’ve known him then too, but right now it almost feels like a past life.

“You’re really something, Shiroe,” I said, looking deeply into his eyes and practically speaking from my thoughts.

His eyes widened a bit in surprise, cheeks turning a little pink.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Just… you’re so smart and it amazes me. I love your brain so much… sorry if that’s weird.”

I giggled, giving his knee a squeeze and leaning on my palm that was rested beside me.

His eyebrows furrowed, and I could practically read his mind at that moment. The words that would leave his mouth next were ones that I expected, which is why I had no hesitation to retort back without even thinking.

“I don’t know about that,” He said, chuckling nervously and rubbing the back of his neck, “It’s not… that special-”

“Shiroe, you don’t give yourself enough credit. Coming from me who only has a general level of intelligence, it’s really amazing. I don’t know how you do it, and I just… I wanna listen to you talk for hours.”

Smiling warmly, I caught his gaze and watched his cheeks darken a bit more. But he smiled in return, taking a quick sip of his tea that I had made moments prior. It was still warm, so I’m sure that it wasn’t going to help his warm face much.

“I could say the same to you,” He said.

“Me? I don’t have that much interesting things to say-”

It was his turn to interject rather quickly, shaking his head.

“Come on, Ashley. You’re incredibly talented, and I could listen to you talk about your ideas all day too. I still want to read your stuff… if we ever get the chance…”

And I started blushing like a fool just like him. Hearing those words made my heart warm, and I realized how he felt moments prior.

But it was sweet for him to say that. I definitely wanted to show him some of the things that I had written, but that was back in the real world. Maybe if I ever wrote something here I would show him, but all I have right now is what’s in my head. Which he’s heard a couple… hundred times or more.

“I hope we do,” I said with a smile.

We started talking about different topics than just ourselves. Things about this world and Shiroe’s questions that he had. So many different depths that even I hadn’t considered before. Deep conversations with Shiroe were always my favorite. It’s another thing that he and I have in common. Picking each other’s brains and asking the tough questions.

Things that make us think and learn and sometimes dream.

Eventually, however, that just turned into us asking each other random questions that came to the top of our head. Anything went at this point, even questions about embarrassing moments in our childhood. Things that we wouldn’t tell anyone else. Stuff we wanted to know and others that we weren’t sure if we did.

It was… actually really nice.

“Yeah, right,” Shiroe said with a laugh, tucking his arm behind his head.

The two of us were now lying on a blanket on the ground, staring up at the stars side by side. There was a candle that lay a few feet away to give us some light, but otherwise we were relying on the sky. It was kind of romantic, and I honestly didn’t want to leave.

“Excuse me? You weren’t there. You didn’t see how much of a brat that I was.”

“True, but I just can’t believe that you were that bad-”

“Well, believe it, baby. Because it’s a fact. I grew out of it, obviously, but I wasn’t an angel.”

Shiroe laughed, shifting a bit when he noticed that I was moving a little closer to him. His warmth felt so nice, and I just wanted to feel him close to me.

“I’m pretty sure I was,” He said, “Always been the quiet, dorky kid.”

“You? Quiet and dorky? Psh.”

He narrowed his eyes at me, and I let out a rather loud laugh by accident. The kind of laugh that I would usually suppress around others, but with him it didn’t matter. I didn’t want to hide it. Right now I was more comfortable than I ever could be with just anyone.

With my head on his shoulder, I listened to him talk about his childhood. The stories that were a little harder than others, and a bit about his family. I found myself squeezing his hand tightly, listening to him finding it hard to speak at a few parts. He really wore his heart on his sleeve that night.

“You think they’d like me?” I asked.

Shiroe lifted his brows, glancing down at me with a bit of surprise before he clicked on what I was asking.

He hesitated, and for a second I was a little worried.

“My parents? There’s nothing that they couldn’t love about you,” He said, smiling softly.

“Shiroe… that’s sweet. But I’m serious. If I ever get to meet them, which… I hope that I do. I want to know what I’m in for.”

He chuckled, nodding his head in understanding. It was just as important to me that his family liked me, because I loved him. And I wanted to love them too.

“My mom would probably be happy knowing that I had anyone at all-”

I laughed, playfully swatting at his chest.

“Oh, shut up,” I teased, “Wait… you’re serious… I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. But seriously. They’d like you.”

“You sure?” I asked.

He nodded, leaning down to kiss my forehead softly.

There was a lot that I wanted to know, but I knew that the subject was still a little bit sensitive. The more that I learn about him, the more I understand why. Which is why I take it a small step at a time to make sure he’s comfortable. But it did make me happy that he thought they’d like me.

After that, I wanted to talk about something more light hearted. To get us off this subject and maybe make the two of us smile. It also happened to be something that I was curious about and genuinely wanted to know the answer to.

“How did you know that you loved me?” I asked, turning on my side.

I rested my head on my hand, watching Shiroe continue to stare up at the sky.

“How did I know?”

“Yeah… I wanna know what the moment was for you.”

His eyebrows furrowed in thought, and I smiled a bit at how cute it was. The face that he makes when he’s lost in thought is one that I will always adore. I’ll never get enough of staring at him every single time. Sometimes it makes him a little nervous, but I can’t help myself.

“I don’t know,” He said.

“Oh, c’mon. You know. Just tell me, please?”

I batted my eyelashes, watching him cut his eyes and give an amused smirk. He knew that there was no arguing with me, and I’d get it out of him eventually. I just really wanted to hear what it was for him since I hadn’t heard the story myself before. Though, I wonder who has heard the story.

He breathed a sigh, situating himself a bit and shifted his head near my own. He still stared up at the sky, but his face was turned towards me so I could get a better angle of his face as he spoke.

“I guess… it’d have to be the festival Marielle made me help out more on the ground,” He said, “You know… the one where she set up that whole stage play.”

“Ah, yeah. I remember that. It was fun.”

And I did remember it. Marielle got the idea from one of the girls at Crescent Moon who really loved musicals. She thought it would be a wonderful experience for everyone, plus she wanted to have auditions and make it a whole thing. The entire thing was actually really fun. Only snag that we hit was the day of.

Lots of things went wrong that weren’t entirely out of our control. But Henrietta managed to get it together in the end. The most important part of it, though, was that everyone had a good time. We’re still waiting for the day that we can plan another event like that.

“Yeah, well… She was talking to me about costume ideas to bring back to Karashin when… I heard your laugh. Just your laugh. I didn’t see your face, but I didn’t need to.”

Watching him speak was something else entirely. I couldn’t describe it, but it looked like he was speaking from the heart completely. He was describing the moment in detail, and the smile faded from my face slowly. I didn’t realize just how emotional this was going to make me until he got deeper into his story.

“Marielle kept talking too. Didn’t even realize that I had stopped paying attention, not that I could’ve kept up anyway. But…” His voice faded, and the smile that formed was the cutest thing I’d ever seen, “I didn’t know you were coming already. Kinda threw me off guard.”

I remembered the moment he was describing. It was just cute to hear it from his perspective. He looked really cute standing there with Marielle. I remembered that button up he was wearing with a few buttons undone. Almost like he was trying to tease me.

That was one of the funnest nights I’ve ever had. With our friends and ending it with him in bed, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. I wouldn’t have wished for anything else in the world.

“You were wearing that blue dress with flowers in your hair,” Shiroe spoke up again, recalling the moment like it was yesterday, “Talking to Sayeko when Serera started dragging you to look at jewelry. Your voice was… so soft. I lost track of time just staring at your smile.”

I giggled softly, watching him turn to look at me.

“Y’know… in that moment it was like I was seeing you for the first time. Like I was… falling for you all over again.”

“That’s so… freakin’ cheesy,” I giggled again, loudly.

“It’s true! I felt like that same guy seeing you in that cute, pink outfit Marielle was forcing you to wear. Sure as hell was still as flustered then…”

My smiled widened, and I couldn’t help but giggle more at his words. It was so adorable, but I understood every single word of what he said. Even if it was cheesy, I loved every second of it.

“That’s really sweet, love,” I said.

He nodded, reaching down to lace his fingers with mine.

“That was the moment I knew that I loved you. I wanted to tell you right then and there, and I almost did if it wasn’t for Naotsugu who saved me from myself. He didn’t know it at the time, though.”

“Did he, though? Eventually?”

Shiroe paused, pursing his lips in slight hesitation.

“Baaaaby!”

“Okay, okay! I told him afterwards about the whole thing and my almost love confession. He was the one who talked me out of doing it my way and going for something more… spontaneous.”

“Naotsugu is giving you romance advice now? I thought you knew better than that, baby.”

“Usually I am, but he had some pretty good points. Gotta give him that. He’s saved me a few times.”

My eyebrows lifted, and I stared a little closer. Shiroe practically jumped up, lips twitching into a nervous smile as he read my expression perfectly.

“Oh, did he now?”

Shiroe stammered, flickering his eyes back and forth and not wanting to look at me. The two of us were sitting up now, and I was leaning closer and closer with my eyes becoming more narrow. There was a wide smirk on my face, and I couldn’t help but notice how cute he looked so nervous.

“Yeah, uhm, well… you see, uh…”

“Mmhm?”

He cleared his throat, taking a sip of his tea to distract me for a couple more seconds. Giving himself time to think of a way out of this one.

“What about you?” He asked, “You owe me your story now.”

“Oh, no. Don’t try to change the subject now!”

“Come on, sweetheart. I told mine. Now, you gotta tell me yours. It’s only fair.”

He was smiling, trying anything he could to get me to drop it. If only he wasn’t so cute, but… that smile is so goddamn hard to resist.

I ended up melting from it, but honestly it was mainly because I didn’t care. I just wanted to tease him a little bit more and see that flustered smile. Their friendship was rather sweet, and even though Naotsugu can be a pain sometimes… he’s like a brother to me. I know that he would do anything he could to help Shiroe and not ruin him.

Though, sometimes, his advice can be a little… outrageous.

“Alright, alright. I’ll tell you, but only because you’re kinda cute.”

Booping his nose, I giggled softly and took a sip of my own tea. My story might not have been as romantic as his, but… it happened. Another reason why I was nervous telling it. There was nothing special about it, at least compared to his own.

“My moment was… that night you fell asleep at your desk,” I said, staring into my cup of tea, “You’d been stressing yourself out for a while and I didn’t realize for another couple of months why that was but… I was worried.”

Shiroe watched me speak, shifting hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. The action caused my cheeks to burn, and I continued the story without looking at him. Even though he was staring at me very intensely.

“You looked so cute and peaceful with your glasses hanging halfway off your face. Using your arms as a pillow and snoring pretty loud for you. I blame the stress sleeping.”

He chuckled, knowing exactly what I was talking about. The louder he snores, the more stressed out he is. That’s typically how it works anyway, same goes for how heavy he sleeps. Usually it’s not very heavy at all, unless he’s stressed.

“I don’t snore,” He tried to protest.

“Baby… you snore. It’s not usually loud, but… that night it was. Don’t worry. I think it’s really cute.

I winked, watching him blush a little.

“Anyway… I thought about giving you a blanket, but I didn’t want you to sleep in that uncomfortable position. So I rounded the desk and went to shake you awake. Gently, though, because I know that you wake up best like that. And the way that you looked at me with those tired eyes… and asked if I’d been waiting long for you…”

My voice trailed off, and I couldn’t really find the words anymore. Nothing could’ve described the way that I felt in that moment. And I was practically reliving it right then and there. Now I knew how Shiroe felt retelling such a strong memory.

“You were just so sweet and thoughtful and adorable. My heart felt so warm, and I just… I knew in that moment that…” My voice cracked, and I felt my eyes watering a bit, “I knew that I loved you… more than anything else on this earth. More than the air that I breathe. I wanted so badly for time to stand still, so I could stare at you a little longer.”

I swallowed, trying to laugh even though I knew it was impossible. Shiroe had already seen me lose it, and he doesn’t miss a single thing anymore from me.

He leaned forward, pressing his palm against my cheek and kissing me sweetly. His lips were soft and warm, and I leaned into his touch to kiss him back. There was no other words that we needed in that moment. His kiss was all that I needed to know how he felt.

When he pulled away, the two of us were staring at each other with soft smiles and eyes that were shining. Behind his glasses I saw the shimmering of his eyes, and it just made my eyes grow more misty.

“I love you,” He whispered, “You’re the best thing… that’s ever happened to me.”

I pressed my forehead against his own, giggling softly as tears rolled down my cheeks.

“I love you too, Shiroe.”

This moment almost beat out the night that I told him I loved him the first time. Almost. But this one was special in its own way. One that I’ll always remember in the way my heart raced in my chest when he kissed me, pressing more and more kisses against my lips after that. Neither of us wanted to come up for air, no doubt waiting until the sun came up after all.

#my writing #ship: shirey #fluff

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deeeelightfuldee · 4 years ago

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What’s the earliest you could go to bed at night and feel okay about?

in my best dreams id love to go to bed at like 745/8. but my brain doesnt shut down like that, and i tend to be very productive at night. Maybe one day tho

What is you favorite type of lunch meat?

uhhhhh turkey

What time of the year do you dislike the most?

summer heat.

Do you put ketchup on your scrambled eggs?

ew no.

What is your favorite color to wear?

so I have historically worn a lot of darker colors but I’m trying to be intentional about making my life romantic and I need to introduce more color.

Are you an overachiever?

in most respects, yes

What physical feature do you wish you had (i.e. freckles, curly hair)?

smaller size, sharper jawline, thicker hair (not a LOT thicker, just mildly)

What fictional character (i.e. Bambi, Scarlette O'Hara) would you marry?

mr. darcy omfggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg.

Did you ever go through a phase where you wrote bad poetry?

no. never

What is your favorite thing about your life?

that no matter what, God has always provided and had a better plan

Have you ever painted a picture of somebody?

as a kid, all the time.

Did you enjoy your past relationships?

in most respects. each of them was good for a time.

Name a comedy that you like.

four christmases

Could you wait until marriage for sex?

that was the plan

What was the last thing that impressed you?

ummm that the plumber was able to get the roots out of the drain as easily as he did.

When was the last time you were in a pet store?

last summer. We were going to get benny a little bro/sis but with covid everyone was adopting animals like crazy out here.. so the ones they had were on these enormous wait lists where you would go thru an interview, a HOME INSPECTION, and had to bring all your other animals in to meet said rescue. it was ridiculous.

What nationality is your last name?

dutch

What’s your favorite kind of chips and dip?

ems crack dip with uhhh the wavy lays

Who was the last boy that you saw cry?

uhh hm. hmmmmmmm... I honestly can’t recall

Does your mom know you do surveys?

I dunno, tbh

Have you ever had a serious injury?

I mean, somewhat. Not anything I discuss tho lol

What was the last thing you achieved?

surviving vid!

Would you enjoy being famous?

i doubt it. I’m pretty introverted and even though I get along very easily with people, my batteries charge best when im by myself or home. I would very much like the income though lol.

What’s under your bed?

I plan to go thru it soon! I’m trying to gather all my kile memories and I know I have like jewelry paperwork, cards from flowers, letters, etc. that need to be pulled. :(

Do you enjoy travelling?

Love it.

Have you ever belonged to a club? If so, what was it?

absolutely. thats a long, long list. lots of academic, Christian, honors, volunteer, and youth group types.

When was the last time you drank strawberry milk?

oh geez, maybeeeeeee 15 years?

Have you ever managed to collect all the fast food toys in a set?

no. that was never my thing.

Do you have a clock in your room?

No. My old cable box had the besttttttt time light. I miss having a small clock. I mentioned this to mom how we spent like forever looking for replacements after we changed cable providers. We didn’t want red or green, but the white. Now this makes me want to find one for my room. mom has a google device so shes set lol.

Did you have a good driver’s ED teacher?

I had the most phenomenal teacher. tho when it came to actual driving appointments (after the class periods) I often got paired with this older fella who constantly berated me over being homeschooled and telling me he was going to report me to the state. eventually I stood up to him, handed him the HSLDA contact card (home school legal defense association) and encouraged him to report me all he wanted. he stopped attacking me finally. it was awful. but the other gentleman was hilarious and fun.

Which of Britney Spears’ songs is your favorite?

ohhhhhh mer gersh i love so many of her songs. this answer would definitely change depending on the week but this week its a tie between gimme more and circus.

Does mind over matter work for you?

in most respects

Are you paranoid?

i can be at times.

What is the best thing about winter?

OOOOOoo good gravy this is a long list. I love the calm. I love the way the air is thick and cold and how quiet it becomes. I love hearing the sound of snow falling. I love the glitter haze it leaves. I love the way it feels like the house wraps you up in a warm hug when you come in from the cold. I love the way candles and a fire in the fireplace make everything so cozy. I love the glow of twinkling lights, white and colored, just casting the most beautiful and dreamy cast on the neighborhood. I love the food and drinks that make you feel full and ready for a deep sleep. I love the clothes and the bundling up, the scarves, the hats, the mittens. I love the music and the way no matter where you go, there are carols playing the sweetest love songs. I love the way decorations come up and people display their much-loved memories in the form of ornaments on their trees. I love seeing the elaborate wrapping styles of packages around the tree and filling up the stockings. I love seeing the snowmen and igloo designs displayed with pride in the front yards around town. I love the way the world gets dark so early, yet.. there is light reflecting off the mounds of snow. I love the way the early night allows for early comfy flannel pajamas and thick wool socks and sleep. I love the curling up under a giant mound of blankets and reading a book. I love thinking about the joy on other’s faces when they open gifts that were cultivated for their happiness. I love the rereading of the beloved passages of scripture where we recall the reason for the season. I just love it all.

Have you ever been truly in love?

yes. 2 times, how lucky I was.

Are you currently planning a trip?

I was not. I probably could stand to be home for a bit.

How many plants are in your home?

honestly, no clue at this point. I’ve been locked away coming up on a month. I dunno how many we have right now.

What is your favorite possession?

hmm. boy this is hard. It used to be my ring kile got me. I feel weird saying my favorite things are from him lately, so maybe my stained glass lamp.

Have you ever felt like you were too nice and way too often overlooked?

I am a nice person majority of the time and I would say I have been overlooked from time to time but I definitely do not behave nicely in order to be noticed.

What movies have tripped you out?

eh, I’m not entirely sure.

Did you rollerblade as a kid? Do you still rollerblade?

nope. I was so prone to breaking my ankles that it just absolutely was not for me. I tried a couple times, but couldn’t grasp the hang of it.

Would you ever settle into a relationship that wasn’t right for you? Do you know friends who are in relationships just so they have someone to sleep with at night?

no. this life is way too precious and too short to be spent laying next to someone who isn’t right for me. I have no intentions of settling. I do know of friends who have settled just to have someone near. It makes me so sad. The thought of settling like that just destroys me. Not to mention how unfair it is to the other person. Idk. Just sad sad sad.

Would you take a dirty picture of yourself for someone you are dating?

no nudity.

Do you use earplugs or a sleeping mask when you sleep?

no. I would be way too distracted by that. I also don’t like things touching my face.

What summertime treats do you love?

ummm watermelon. popsicles.

How picky are you when it comes to choosing who to kiss or not kiss?

oooo boy im so ridiculously picky about it. In fact, one guy i was seeing for a few dates... i was like unsure of him and he wanted to kiss so bad and I just avoided it everytime lol.

What do you hate most about moving?

I’ve only done a temporary move. I don’t know that it’s the same.

Do you feel that having sex anywhere but a bed is more exciting?

I think that I’d be down for it if I were married, but I think its most intimate when its in private lol

Do you drink 5 hour energy drinks or any other kinds of energy drinks?

Nope. It’s just not my thing. I’m never lacking that much energy.

Has anyone ever whistled at you?

yes.

Do you like scarves?

love them.

Is your father homophobic?

I’m not sure. I haven’t got a clue.

Do you take gummy vitamins?

sometimes. its my preferred method

Have you ever applied make-up on a guy, for any reason at all?

not that I can recall. ohhhhhh maybe when i was in theater and we needed to put like color on their faces to ensure they wouldn’t be washed out by the harsh lighting.

Who would you like to meet before you die?

no one. those who want to meet me, should meet me lol

If your dream was to be a model, and a big opportunity came up, but you had to be nude, would you take it?

nah.

What’s the most ridiculous conspiracy theory you’ve ever heard of?

oh there have been so many. I just ignore them. I don’t see sense in letting my mind be corrupted by that

If Heaven and Hell exists, where are you going when you die?

heaven!

Who is the person that you are afraid of losing, above everyone else?

mom!

What is one thing that pisses you off pretty much everyday?

the bathroom lol

Is there anyone you know that you feel should consider therapy?

everyone. everyone and anyone would benefit from therapy.

Do you like any of the songs on Twilight, or the actual movie/saga itself?

I’ve never seen it so I couldn’t tell ya.

How old was the first person you kissed?

at the time? I was 16 he was ...... 19

Will you be a strict parent one day?

strict? no. I’ll have rules and such but I’m a very loving caregiver... not to be cocky

Last person to stand up for you?

I wish i could tell you. I’ve never been the kind that requires someone else to protect me like that. but man, it has to feel good to know someone else is willing to go to those lengths.

Have you been to a baby shower?

many times.

Who were you with the last time you went to the movie theater?

My sister

What’s your favorite high school memory?

hmm, there are so many i loved.. probably the trips.

Do you like relationships, or do you prefer to be single?

i love being single, but miss the connection from a relationship

What is one adventurous thing you’d be willing to do?

hot air balloon.

What subject at school did you absolutely hate?

freakin math

Italian food or Chinese food?

Chinese. ugh, I’d kill for some if they had GF soy sauce options

Do you like to make flash cards when you study?

sometimes, it depends on what I’m using them for. often I’ll just write like Question Answer type patterns in my notebook and then use a coversheet. I hate losing notecards.

Has anyone ever told you that you’re a good singer?

yeah but I don’t sing like that anymore.

Do you ever watch TED talks, live or online?

I used to a lot,not anymore so much.

I dare you to write the name of a person you strongly dislike.

no thank you

Biggest trouble you’ve ever gotten into at school?

none really on my behalf. one girl completely plagiarized my work and that led to some drama, but beyond that nothing.

Do you own one of those “professional” DSLR cameras?

no, I’m not that sort of wealthy.

Does it bother you when you see a 6th grader with a bunch of gadgets?

I mean, part of me thinks that its just kinda sad for the kid to not have simple pleasures instead of needing all the finest gadgets,

Did you buy yearbooks every year in high school, or did you not bother?

n/a

Do you have Restless Legs Syndrome?

Jalapeños: yay or nay?

yay most of the time.

Did you ever play Minecraft?

uhhhh only when my nephews ask me to for like 5 mins lol

Did you ever have a Club Penguin account? Were you a member?

I didn’t.

Do you know anyone that seems to not have any common sense?

yes. some people just seem very... unaware.

What do you think is the biggest injustice that was ever done to you?

assault

What type of person angers you the most?

those who feel it is OK for them to assault another person in order to gain what they want or to release what they desire to release

If you could change your appearance, how would you alter it?

I’d want to be smaller. thicker hair. probably invisalign so I can correct my bite.

Describe your first relationship?

he was ... fascinating to me. He allowed me to have my guard down. He made me laugh, he made me blush, but he made me feel like I was constantly safe. He was wounded from his previous marriage but he was.. so worth mending. However, we were long distance and he just wasn’t able to do that. He needed more than I was able to offer him at the time.

Describe your last relationship?

OK so relationship is such a widely defined word. I’m going to describe the last person I was personally committed to. He was my other half. He was pretty vain and conceited when I first got to know him. Constantly concerned with his work and nothing but his work. However, along the years he developed into the most kind, generous, patient, extremely loving man. He changed all sorts of his former ways. He began investing in his character and taking the time to better himself. It was so incredible to watch. We created a bond where he was my world. I thought I was his. but we ended over him having a relationship for years that I knew nothing about. it’s weird, this quote from jane eyre reminds me of him...

“I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me.”

Can you honestly say that you always practice safe sex?

I didn’t get the option to do so when it was happening.

Why do you think your most favorite film touches you so deeply?

ps i love you just tears me to shreds over how effing painful it is to lose someone you love.

What do you want people you meet for the first time to think about you?

that I was kind and friendly, warm and inviting.

Do you feel protective over someone?

yes. my loved ones. my family members. my close friends.

What perfume/cologne do you wear?

ummm either very sexy night, or refuge.

What was the color of the bridesmaid dresses of the last wedding you went to?

a very deep, dark red/maroon. super lovely

What is your favorite way to eat chicken?

CHICKEN SANDWICH< preach

It is your birthday. You hope the cake is:

omg i crave regular birthday cake. gluten free cake so far has been quite disappointing.

What were you doing at 8pm last night?

nothing.

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what are your fav gay songs?

this is one of the most blessed asks i’ve ever received and i have several gay playlists but ill run down some of my all time favs, i made a list of 30 which i’ve cut down as much as possible lmao:

classics:

Your Song by Elton John; beautiful and chill and sweet, the loveliest springtime evening vibes of having loved someone for years and years and feeling warm and at home with them (and i will never forgive any cover artist who makes it straight @ ellie goulding)“Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen.”

Poses by Rufus Wainwright; BAROQUE GAY, literally my favourite song, gives me butterflies every time i hear it, comparing fashion with his friends but it’s so much more than that, you can hear him smile and i’m absolutely DYING“Such beautiful poses makes any boy feel like picking up roses”

Freedom! 90′ by George Michael; literally my favourite song, the greatest swell of pride and power i’ve ever felt, the biggest FUCK YOU, fits perfectly with the quote about Georgie M being like “I’ve got a cock” with regards to his music“Now I’m gonna get myself happy.”

Somebody To Love by Queen; especially the cover by George Michael at Freddie Mercury’s memorial concert, because having watched his documentary and hearing about how he performed knowing his lover was dying of AIDs, my heart breaks every time I hear this“I just gotta get outta this prison cell, someday I’m gonna be free”

That’s So Gay by Pansy Division; the biggest FUCK YOU, literally my favourite song, assigning a slur to heteros to give them a fucking taste, iconic and beautiful and such a good fuckin riff“what do you take me for? breeder”

just good gay songs:

Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko; the first explicitly gay song I ever listened to, beautiful and iconic and it felt so fucking BRAVE“I’ve been crossing all the lines”

I Kissed A Girl by Jill Sobule; sweet and soft and gay and country, nothing to do with katy perry’s harangue, so, so much better“We had a drink, we had a smoke, she took off her overcoat”

Call Your Girlfriend by Robyn; Dancing on my Own is more well known, but Call Your Girlfriend is such a gorgeous bop and this makes it literally my favourite song“Tell her not to get upset second-guessing everything you said and done”

Somebody Else by The 1975; got that sad neon gay aesthetic and UM im not sorry no cover will ever come close, literally my favourite song, slips you into a gorgeous aching trance that takes your breath away and forces tears from your eyes and makes your heart ache“At first, I thought it was a lie. I took all my things that make sounds”

Andy You’re a Star by The Killers; that angry guitar just turns you into a feisty high school boy furious and seething at those filthy sneering straight boys, fuck em, me and andy gonna bang (their heads together)“In a car with a girl, promise me she’s not your world”

Cool for the Summer by Demi Lovato; let me tell you girls in school were shook when they figured out that this was gay and it’s such a heady hot summer B O P also “die for each other” is the gay mood for someone you met 5 minutes ago and already love more than your parents

BITE by Troye Sivan; probably one of the first explicitly sexual gay songs I ever heard and let me just say that little gay 17 year old me was quaking, described as HAUNTING by @aurathelucario and bitch, they’re right“Don’t you wanna see a man up close”

Sanctify by Years & Years; everything that BITE was to me at 17, now at 20, has me physically shook, openly gay and explicitly sexual and such a BOP“I’m just like you, maybe it’s heavenly”

Heterosexuality is a Construct by Onsind; just the ultimate takedown of heterosexuality and everything you’ve ever wanted to yell in your life, also the lines“I’m not a heterosexual man, I’m not ticking your boxes, that’s not who I am, I don’t fit into your neat little plan, and I never willLove is not a crime, and I’d rather colour, outside of the lines, love knows no gender and its about time, you nailed your colours up next to mine.”please listen to this song, if you listen to nothing else from this list

*** ULTIMATE SPECIAL TUNE: ***Talking Transgender Dysphoria Blues by Against Me!; holy fuck, a song about being transgender, by a transwoman? Raw and aching and violent and snarling, the most truthful song I’ve ever heard.“Rough surf on the coast, I wish I could’ve spent the whole day alone with you.”

Under the cut: some songs that aren’t explicitly gay but they are to me, and honourable mentions

not explicitly gay but they are to me and you can’t pry them from my gay little hands:

Dancing in the Dark & I’m On Fire by Bruce Springsteen; I’m a fucking SUCKER for gay country boys in flannel with pick ups and ripped jeans and worn white shirts and big boots, literally my favourite songs, and fuck me the song Dancing in the Dark punches me in the gut and then holds me close to its musty man-smelling shoulder while i cry“Man I’m just tired and bored with myself, hey there baby, could use just a little help”

Constellations by Tom Odell; listen, I’m a hopeless romantic gay and I need this song, literally my favourite song, and you can’t tell me it’s not gay:“Some old melody, it don’t mean much to anyone what it does to you and me”

Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls; heavy connection to Nic Cage, LITERALLY try and tell me this song isn’t gay fuck off, one of those songs you yell out your car windows in a rainstorm, TRY AND TELL ME IT’S NOT GAY AND YOU’LL BE WRONG:“And I don’t want the world to see me, cause I don’t think that they’d understand”

Run To You by Pentatonix; I don’t care if this is gay or not it gets a place because at least half of PTX is LGBT+, also this is one of the most beautiful, strong, haunting a capella songs I’ve ever heard, and you know what, it is gay, it’s fucking GAY and it fits my OCs and they’re gay“I will break down the gates of heaven, a thousand angels stand waiting for me”

HONOURABLE MENTIONS:

Dancing On My Own by Calum Scott (cover of Robyn which got popular among the straights syke it’s gay and you’re all fooled); fallingforyou by The 1975 (cute and ethereal but I’ve had a 1975 song); Let’s Hear it for the Boy by Deniece Williams (from Footloose, the video is GAY and the lyrics make me smile, I wanna hear a dude cover this song so if you know one hmu); The Good Side, My My My, Talk Me Down, and Youth by Troye Sivan (TGS makes me cry my eyes out, MMM is hot, TMD takes my breath away, Y is so strong, BUT I’ve had a Troye Sivan); King by Years & Years (if a man ever called me his king i would fucking die instantly and the imagery in this song has me shivering); What’s It Gonna Be and Touch by Shura (gorgeous ethereal lesbian tunes); Girl Crush covered by Harry Styles (the original pisses me off bc it’s misleading and not gay but MISTER Styles saved it); Boys by Charli XCX (you don’t need a reason); Cool by Gwen Stefani (sounds like safety and friendship and warmth); Follow Your Arrow by Kacey Musgraves (song about following your OWN ideas and doing what you want and explicit gay lyrics)

#thank you SO MUCH for this ask #chapwater-films #music #lgbt #benbop #i had such a good fucking time doing this!!!!!

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madsfoxwritings · 8 years ago

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Pairing: Hatake Kakashi/Sakura Rating: T Genre: Romance, Fluff Note: One sentence prompt challenge!

01: Ring

He couldn't help but notice the bite marks around Sakura's third finger on her right hand one day, and felt guilty instantly; Kakashi then decided it was high time he got her a diamond ring.

02: Hero

She wanted to be his hero too, just as he had always been to her and the others – with the green chakra coming out of her hands and forcing life to be returned to him as he bled on.

03: Memory

He laughed heartily whenever he remembered how his pink-haired wife could still managed to punch him though she was weak from the labor – after he had commented on how ugly the purple and red hue of Hatake Obito's skin was.

04: Box

Every Christmas morning whenever Kakashi looked down on the pink hair on his chest and the children running around in the corridors of their family home, he knew Santa Claus didn't need to put his presents in a box or under the Christmas tree.

05: Run

Sakura's first thought was to run when she saw Kakashi advancing on her like a predator to a prey; but she stood her ground and was rewarded with a mind-blowing kiss.

06: Hurricane

None of the guys had the guts to tell the Copy Nin what a gorgeous wife he had in Sakura – they knew their butts were as safe as a cow in a hurricane.

07: Wings

When other people confronted Sakura on why she chose the elusive Copy Nin when she could have had Naruto, she simply replied that Kakashi gave wings to her dreams and hopes when she needed them.

08: Cold

Sakura awoke in the middle of the night, listening to the heavy rain pelting against her window and felt pity for other people who had to endure the cold on their own – until Kakashi pulled her closer to him and all thoughts were drained out.

09: Red

Kakashi never quite liked red lipstick on women; but seeing Sakura in that little black strapless dress and killer high heels and her gorgeous red lips helped him decide that maybe red was a really nice color.

10: Drink

He swore never to touch that drink anymore – the last time he did, he found himself confessing his undying love (with such enthusiasm that Gai was put to shame) to a giggling 22-year-old Sakura.

11: Midnight

She never really believed in fairy tales; but when the clock struck midnight, Sakura was half-afraid that her romantic dance with Kakashi would just disappear into her dreams.

12: Temptation

Kakashi was always proud to admit that he was a man who was resistant to temptations – until he found himself unable to control the insane urge to kiss Sakura right out of her shoes.

13: View

Jiraiya did not have the opportunity to tell Kakashi about the lovely view he had of the latter's pink-haired girlfriend in the hot springs when he felt the younger man give him One Thousand Years of Pain right up his ass.

14: Music

Sakura had a habit of matching melodies to their moments together – but she couldn't find any that could portray the passion she felt in Kakashi's kiss.

15: Silk

The other men knew Kakashi was a potential hen-pecked husband – from the moment he agreed to Sakura's pleadings to buy her a silk kimono.

16: Cover

Onlookers could not help but ask him why he still covered his face even though he had a girlfriend; he never answered – until one day Sakura told them that his face was only for her and they'd better not bother anymore; since then they never asked anymore.

17: Promise

He didn't make any more promises to her, not since the day they both said their lifetime vows because he knew that she knew his love was itself a vow.

18: Dream

He had never dreamed of seeing the day his two precious jewels – Hatake Obito and Hatake Rin – were born, neither did he dreamed of ever marrying the most wonderful woman in his life – Sakura.

19: Candle

To Sakura, Kakashi was like a candle in the wind – he'd sacrifice himself for her sake, and sometimes it made her cry just so he would wipe those tears away.

20: Talent

He always had the gift to make her smile or laugh anytime, and she wondered whether she had the same gift to make him smile or laugh anytime, too.

21: Silence

Contrary to popular belief, Sakura and Kakashi didn't always talk their time away – sometimes they just like to sit together and enjoy the peaceful quietness.

22: Journey

They knew they've come a long way from being just student and teacher to colleagues to comrades to friends and ultimately: to parents of two beautiful children.

23: Fire

Nobody else could see or understand the fire burning in Kakashi's eye, no one except Sakura.

24: Strength

Sakura sometimes wondered why her super-human strength failed her; and concluded that it was that loving touch Kakashi held her with that made her go terribly limp all over.

25: Mask

Kakashi was thrilled right down to his tingling toes when Sakura whispered huskily that he needn't take off his mask during their wedding ceremony, and that he could have it down all the time during their honeymoon.

26: Ice

Naruto once said that Kakashi was as cool as ice, but he changed his mind the moment he noticed his former sensei sweating profusely while watching Sakura dancing sexily at the dance floor.

27: Fall

She couldn't always depend on him to catch her whenever she stumbled, but he made it very clear with that gentle kiss on her forehead that he couldn't bear to see her fall.

28: Forgotten

Genma thought it was going to be hell trying to forget his feelings for Sakura – until he saw the love-light in her eyes when she looked in Kakashi's way, and he decided that some things could be forgotten after all.

29: Dance

Sakura was shocked to know that Kakashi was a skillful dancer, and she blushed harder when she felt him pulling her close as they moved gracefully to a slower tune.

30: Body

Obito and Rin knew it was time to sprint off to Naruto's place – when they heard their parents exchanging innuendos with references to some weird body parts with each other.

31: Sacred

His privacy was even more sacred than ever was before, now that he also had Sakura in bed with him every night they were home from missions.

32: Farewells

She would give him the sweetest farewell when he was to go on missions without her – as a promise to make his homecoming all the more exciting.

33: World

She needn't have to see the world to know that he was one of a kind – who else could make her want him and need him and love him this much?

34: Formal

Sakura was very pleased to see her former sensei in formal attire, and when she told him so, she noticed there was a slight tremor in his voice when he thanked her.

35: Fever

Kakashi realized that his body always started going really warm whenever Sakura gave him the slightest touch; he decided whimsically that she was born to give him fever.

36: Laugh

Genma laughed out loud when Kakashi took him aside, looked at him with a frantic look in his eye and asked him – what did he think Sakura would like for their first wedding anniversary?

37: Lies

Kakashi couldn't understand why she made him sleep on the couch even after he admitted he lied to her about the price of the pearl necklace he gave her – until she told him they needed to save for the baby that was to come.

38: Forever

Tsunade knew that though Kakashi and Sakura would never live forever, the story of their love for each other was even more legendary than the Legendary Sannin themselves.

39: Overwhelmed

Kakashi was probably so overwhelmed by the happy news that his wife delivered their baby boy safely that he gave Genma a huge bear hug that nearly toppled the older man.

40: Whisper

Sakura was more willing to fall asleep after her husband whispered assurance into her ears that he would be by her side the whole time with their baby too.

41: Wait

Now that Kakashi and Sakura are an item, Naruto and other team members have to wait longer than usual – thanks to the couple's impatient "needs".

42: Talk

Sakura found out that she could talk about everything under the sun with her former sensei, and she loved that about him – because he always knew what she was talking about and respected her opinions.

43: Search

Even Gai was so afraid of Kakashi that he insisted on searching for another girl for Lee, just so that Lee would not always end up at the receiving ends of Kakashi's death glares whenever Lee goes near to Sakura.

44: Hope

Sakura hoped that they could quickly bring Sasuke back to the village – so that she could finally prove to Kakashi that she loved him and Sasuke would be just a friend.

45: Eclipse

Whenever she was sad, Kakashi realized that her smile was like the sun eclipsed – no matter how brief the moment of sadness lasted, he would always strive to win back her smile.

46: Gravity

He felt his heart fall right down to his foot as though gravity pulled it harshly down – when he saw the foxy smile Sakura directed at him.

47: Highway

It was either her way or the highway, Sakura had told the kids – so they went to their doting dad instead, much to Kakashi's amusement.

48: Unknown

The hitch in his breath when he caught her eye was an unknown symptom to him, but not to her.

49: Lock

He had half a mind to lock Sakura up in his room so that other men wouldn't have the chance to ogle at her, but he also wanted to show off a little bit sometimes.

50: Breathe

Since the day Kakashi found out what type of shampoo Sakura used, he knew he wanted to breathe in the smell for he rest of his life (though he kept this little secret locked inside).

#kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #sakura haruno #haruno sakura #kakasaku #pair: kakasaku

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seven-for-president · 8 years ago

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RFA (+V and Saeran) and their first kiss with MC <3

I know that so many people did this already but I wanted to soooo badly >_< also in this HC let´s pretend they didn´t kiss okay?

_Yoosung_

° he invited you over for a round of LOLOL

° you were together for over a month now and it pissed you off that all you ever did was playing games ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

° sure, you loved playing together with him but….

° all in all it felt more like a good friendship than a romantic relationship

° and you didn´t like that （；¬＿¬)

° so you made up a plan and today would be the day

° the day of your first kiss with your boyfreind Yoosung

° that meant you had to be extra pretty tonight o(^▽^)o

° when he opened the door for you he was shocked

° but of course in a good way XD

° “Woah, MC you look so pretty. Is something important Happening today?”

° oh you sweet, clueless boy……

° here MC´s masterplan began

° “Does that mean I´m usual not pretty?”

° yeah, it was this exact strategy

° “No you always look pretty MC!”

° “So you want to say I look as always? Yoosung you treat me as a friend and not a girlfriend. I sometimes think you don´t even love me!”

° you took acting lessons from Zen so you even managed to cry a little

° “But MC of course I love you !!! I just don´t want to rush things.”

° now he cried too…

° “No, you don´t. You didn´t even kissed me yet.”＼| ￣ヘ￣|／

° so that was the reaseon you were so unhappy …..

° no Yooosung u serious??? what a brain..

° he never knew that you felt this way and he was ashamed

° so he did as asked, kinda….

° it was mostly crushing his nose against yours

° soooo embarassing (*ﾟｰﾟ)ゞ

° but hey, you had reached your Goal (he kissing you first) and now you kissed him

° but the right way, as often as you could <3</p>

_Jaehee_

° we don´t have to pretend much here…only that they´re together

° you were frustrated

° why woulden´t she kiss you ??

° you always brushed your teeth, didn´t look that bad and never ate garlic when you met with her..

° so why?

° you then did the last thing you could think of…..

° asking the one person who knew everything……….Seven (ﾉ^∇^)ﾉﾟ

° you spoke with him over the phone and agreed to meet up

° his house was messy as always and there were Ph. Pepper cans all over the floor ⁽(◍˃̵͈̑ᴗ˂̵͈̑)⁽

° “Hey Seven, thanks for helping me out.”

° “No Problem MC, you helped the RFA so much why shoulden´t I help you?”

° something was fishy with how he spoke but he was alwys a bit weird

° “So MC, you told me there was something you can´t tell her directly regarding your relationship.”

° you didn´t told him everything, in case Jaehee came back or was eavesdropping

° what she would never do

° “That´s right. You know I really appreciate waht she does for me and she´s alws nice and stuff but-”

° you heard something, or someone fall over and hit the floor

° your first thought was that Saeran tripped beacuse who else should be at Seven´s house?? (・_・ヾ

° but nooo, it was Jaehee ????「(°ヘ°)

° “Jaehee, what are you doing here??!”

° “Seven tolde me you wanted to talk with him about me. And I thought you were going to break up!”

° now you were confused, why would she think that?

° you loved her with all your heart so why would want to break up?

° “ Jaehee why would I want to break up?”

° “You know MC, it really sounded a bit like that..”

° thank you very much Seven

° then she kissed you, out of the blue

° “MC don´t break up with me I love you!!”

° “Jaehee, I won´t break up with you. I just wanted to ask Seven why you woulden´t kiss me. I thought you wanted to break up.”

° and then there was a super cute confessing-scene which almost landed online thanks to Seven

° but Saeran nicely convinced him otherwise… ( ° ʖ °)

_Zen_

° this one will be quick XD

° we all know he will get to the thing as soon as he can ( ° ʖ °)

° but you were a little shy regarding this matter

° since Zen´s praying that all men are beasts he understands and protects you from the beast

° but every patience comes to an end, even Zen´s

° so he worked out a masterplan, as he called it

° doing stuff a couple would do in the publich was off-limit for you

° you didn´t want for Zen to be in a scandal or hurt his carreer

° and Jaehee would probably kill you

° so it had to be at home, where no one saw what you did and you had all the privacy you wanted (ノ^∇^)

° he only could hold back so long because you agreed to move in with him

° moving in without even kissing MC??? SRLY???

° you were away Shopping and he had one of his rare free days

° meaning it was the perfect chance for him to fullfil said plan

° when you came back home you didn´t expect to see Zen in the livingroom

° a livingroom full of roses and chocolate

° “Zen, what happend to the living room ?”

° don´t get me wrong, you loved what you saw and were really happy but you didn´t quite undertstand why he did that..

° and then you sneezed, loud and then again and again

° allergies suck, right?

° “Zen I-achoo!, really appreciate what you did but plea-achoo, please put them out I have allergies.”

° okay, maybe his plan didn´t go that well

° he hurried and put all of the flowers away, so his last hope was the chocolate

° “I´m sorry MC, I didn´t knew that. But I also have some chocolate for you.” (｡♥‿♥｡)

° felt bad for Zen so you took a bite

° buuuuut it had nuts in there.....

° did I mention how allergies suck?

° it ended with Zen calling the ambulance because of your allergies

° guess the masterplan wasn´t that much of a succes?

° “I´m so sorry princess. I guess you wanna break up now?”

° “No. why should I? It´s been a long time since someone did sucha nice thing for me. But why did you do that in the first place?”

° “Just forget it MC. Nothing important in the end.” sigh

° poor Zenny

° “Well, whatever, I still think your the sweetest boyfriend walking on earth.” <3

° and because the best boyfriend only deserved the best, you kissed him

° RIP Zen ( ≧Д≦)

° no, srly you almost had to call the doctor because of the bloodloss through his nose XD

° maybe the plan failed but in the end he got what he wanted now hide yourself from the beast MC

_Jumin_

° I don´t count the kiss infront of Sarah as a real couple-kiss

° so after you moved in with him permanently he still was a bit hesistant

° he already forced himself on you and didn´t want to do it again

° after all he was raised to be a gentelman XD

° you could kind of sense that but in return you didn´t want to push him and express his Feelings

° you knew it was all new and a bit difficult for him

° but the result was that you both were Holding back for each others sake

° that means both of you were frustrated

° and when Jumin Han was frustrated he got pissed.... like really pissed

° and that means more work for poor Jaehee (⌣_⌣”)

° so she called you to ask if everything is alright betwee you two

° “MC, Mr. Han is very.... tense for a while now. Do you have any idea why that is so?”

° you did, kind of..

° “I think I have an idea why, I will talk to him today, I´m sorry if he caused you trouble.”

° you knew you had to do the second-first-step

° it shouldn´t be that hard right?

° hahaha

° this evening he came home even later than usual

° you made dinner for yuo two and played some nice music in the background

° “Hi Jumin,, Jaehee said you´re stressed lately. Is something wrong?”

° “No, what should be wrong?”

° whenever he was bound short he was stressed or annoyed

° “But you´re bringing home more work than usual these days.”

° “MC, please. I am just busier than normally. It has nothing to do with anything.”

° so he was stressed

° “Hey Juimin, I know what to do when you´re stressed and worn out.”

° he looked up, probably to hear what you had to say or say something himself

° but you were a lot quicker

° you gave him a kiss

° “MC, I think you Need to take responsibility for what you have done.”

° he got up and walked towards you, till you hit the door leading to the bedroom

° I think you can guees what happend next ( ° ʖ °)

_Saeyoung/Seven_

° after you became a couple he mostly spend his time at the Hospital with Saeran

° so no time for you :(

° but you understood, if it was your brother you´d likely do the same

° but nevertheless it hurt that he left you alone like that

° he started to build his walls again and left you out

° nooo, don´t go back there （；へ：）

° you treid you best to help and do all the cleaning Vanderwood once did

° but it didn´t help much

° you decided it was the best to go back to your house for now

° so when Seven came back home he expected you to be on the Couch or wherever in the house

° and you were somewhere, but not somewhere in the house

° so he checked the security cameras, maybe you went Shopping?

° you did leave, but together with all of your belongings

° he panicked

° why did you leave?

° was it because he was busy with ihs brother? Because you had to clean all the time?

° but the most important question: were you planning to come back?

° who knows?

° he wanted you to come back

° being in panik-mode he did the first thing that came to his mind

° hacking into your landlord´s computer andthrowing you out of your flat

° nice ting to do Seven....

° and then, he waited

° the phone rang

° “Hi MC, whats up?”

° “Hey Saeyoung, my landlord threw me out. I don´t know why and I don´t know what to do.”

° you were crying

° “Keep calm. First you catch your stuff and come back here. I´ll make something to eat and then we can discuss what to do next.”

° “Thanks Seven you´re the best. See you in 10.”

° did he overdo it? probably...

° you arrived at his house and when you stepped inside you could already smellsomething burnt

° “Seven, is your house in fire??”

° “Nah, it´s just the pancake.”

° he looked like he was in a dough-explosion ɾ⚈▿⚈ɹ

° you laughed, he looked a bit hurt

° “You always know how to cheer me up. I love you Saeyoung!” (｡♥‿♥｡)

° you kissed him and he decided to spin you around after picking you up

° so cuuuuteeeeee

° it was the best time of your life......until he told you about what he did XD

_V_

° it clearly didn´t lack any intention from his side...

° the first time he “wanted to see which eye colour you have”

° but instead of letting him get Close to your face you told him

° MC, please read the mood, would you?

° the second time he accedantly bumped his forhead against yours

° but you told him it was okay and went into the kitchen

° the third time he became desperate he grabbed you by your shoulders and stared at you (he wanted your ok at least)

° but you started to feel embarássed and excused youself to the bathroom

° it wasn´t like you don´t want him to kiss you

° it was more like you being to shy and afraid you were not good enough

° you saw that he was sad whenever you rejected him like that

° so you made up your mind and decided to not back away next time

° unfortunately that time didn´t come (︶︹︺)

° he was sad, yes, but he respected you and your privacy, so he stopped tryind to push you

° that meant that you had to take the step, next time there was a chance

° that time came around on your next date

° you went to the aquarium and then fetched some dinner in an italian restaurant

° why? because why not!?

° when he had a piece of pizza left on the corner of his mouth, you saw your chance

° “You have something on your face, mind if I wipe it away?”

° “Yes, that would be very nice of you.”

° imagine the shocked look on his face when you wiped it awya with your tounge XD

° but before he could say anything you shut him up with your lips on his <3

° what a lovely date (♥ω♥*)

_Saeran_

° he wasn´t that good with emotions

° still you showerd him with affection

° it took him almost a month to get used to hugging, so kissing was a far away dream to you

° it made you sad but hey, you still had the rest of your life right?

° Saeran often wondered how he deserved you...

° he was afraid of loosing you

° especially after his idiot brother told him that you would if he didn´t kiss you

° shock of his life ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

° “MC, do you want to leave me?”

° “No, why should I?”

° you were confused, did Seven tell him some bullshit again?

° he did that nonstop so it wouldn´t suprise you

° “Saeyoung said you would if I don´t kiss you.”

° you spitted out your drink （｀〇Д〇）

° “He said what!!?”

° yes, you could take this chance and force him to kiss you

° but where was the point in that ?

° “Don´t listen to him. I won´t leave because of that and we can kiss if you fel you can manage it, okay?”

° you were just to nice to him

° he knew you only meant it good but he also saw the sadness in your eyes

° so he went to his last backup-plan

° “Saeyoung, I need your help. I want to kiss MC but I don´t know how to do it.”

° “If you want I can practise with you.”

° “Ok, bye.”(҂⌣̀_⌣́)

° “NOOOO!! Wait!”

° then things happend that I don´t want to explain

° “Hey Saeran do you know wher I left my-”

° you walked in as Seven kissed his brother, Saeran tried to punch him but failed

° “Ooookay... I´m comming back later then.”¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° “No, MC WAIT!!”

° he punched his brother so satisfying and ran after you

° of course you weren´t mad at him if you were then at Seven

° “MC, please don´t be angry at me, it was his fault.”

° he sounded like a kid who´s ice cream got eaten by his brother XD

° I think if someone would do that he would be dead in 3 seconds

° “Saeran, I´m not mad at you that you kissed your brother before me.”

° yes, you were playing with him feeling guilty

° he was afraid

° “No, MC don´t leave me, I´ll do anything ...”

° by anything he was referring to kissing and that he did

° result: he felt good kissing you so he didn´t stop you know what follows XD

° but still you punched Seven for kissing your boyfriend

Why did this turn out so long? I have no idea....¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Sorry for taking so long though, exams kept me busy so I had not too much time on my Hand

Anyway, I hope you liked it and if you did, leave a like, comment or a repost, which would make me very happy (*^▽^*)

Also if you have any requests or questions just send them nad I´ll do my best ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanon #mystic messenger zen #mystic messenger v #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #jaehee kang #jumin han #yoosung

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rhina988 · 8 years ago

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To Have And To Hold, From This Day Forward

Since Premiere Night ended with an engagement, I thought this Imagine would be a perfect sequel. That’s why we’re taking Jared and the Reader to Tuscany.

I hope you like it.

Enjoy! :)

Reader’s POV

A month after Jared popped the question we were finally in marvelous Italy. This country is a true jewel of Europe. I couldn’t decide which part of it I like best, but I can definitely say Tuscany is incredibly charming and mesmerizing. After a long search we decided to get married in a wedding villa in Chianti - a small but fabulous place in Tuscany.

It could host up to 50 guests, which made me and Jared very happy. We were both up for an intimate wedding, with only the closest friends and family by our side. And this villa was just the right venue for us. Since we decided the smaller the wedding the better, I only invited my parents, a few closest friends and Jared did the same. His mom, Shannon, Tomo, and a few closest friends were there and we were ready to celebrate our love.

The day was absolutely amazing. Even though I’ve always dreamed of marrying in the spring, September was almost as magnificent. Especially in this part of Europe. The sun was shining, the leaves were still green, almost turning to yellow, and the weather couldn’t be more pleasant. It’s as if the nature wanted to celebrate along with us and gifted us this gorgeous day.

“Nervous”, my mom asked me as I was looking myself in the mirror wearing a robe. I was done with the hair and make-up, and all I had to do is dress up and go down the aisle.

“No. Just incredibly excited” I answered with the biggest, most sincere smile.

“I’m glad to hear that. It means he really is the one.” my mom said and stood behind me, looking at me in the mirror.

“He really is. I’ve never doubted that. And now I’m most certain than I’ve ever been before.” I said and closed my eyes as I was smiling like never before. This truly was the happiest day of my life.

“I’m so happy for you, Y/N.”

“I know mom, finally you got your wish to come true. Your little girl is getting married” I teased her a little. But I meant it, because ever since I turned 25 she kept asking me when I was going to get married, and give her grandchildren.

“Oh honey, you are...”she sniffled and took a handkerchief to wipe of the tears.”Look what you did, I’m crying already.” she said and laughed through the tears.

“Stop it or I’ll ruin my make-up, and there’s not enough time in the world to do it all over again” I warned her and she immediately pulled herself together. This was the happiest day of my life, and everything had to be flawless, so this was not the time to smudge the make-up.

“Sorry, I’m stopping.” she said and fixed her mascara a bit.

“Is dad ready?” I asked and started to pull off my robe when I heard a knock on the door, then I put it back up.

“Who is it” my mom asked and walked to the door.

“The best man” I heard a man’s voice, but that didn’t sound like Shannon.

My mom reached for the door and I ran to stop her from opening them “No” I whispered and grabbed her hand “It’s Jared” I said and rolled my eyes.

“What?” she whispered back at me.

“This is not Shannon’s voice. That little dork wants to see me before the wedding. I know him” I said and chuckled “Just follow my lead”

“What is it Shan?” I asked through the closed door.

“Can I come in?” he asked from the other side.

“No, I’m in my lingerie. What’s up?” I said and smiled, putting my index finger on my lips indicating to mom she can’t laugh.

“I have a present for you... I mean, Jared sent you a present”

“I can’t wait, I’ll open” mom whispered and I pulled behind the door without having the chance to stop her.

She opened the door and I could only gasp “No mom....” then I was against the wall behind the door, so he couldn’t see me.

I heard mom gasp in admiration “Oh... they’re beautiful” she said and put her hand to her chest. She was absolutely enchanted by whatever she saw.

“What?” I whispered to her.

She pointed me with her hand to come out in front of the door.

“No, I can’t” I waved my head still whispering.

“Would you just...” she grabbed my arm ”... come here” and pulled me towards the door.

He knew I would be upset if he saw me before the ceremony, so he just dropped the flowers when mom answered the door and left.

My heart skipped a beat, as I took them of the floor. I smelled the roses and thought how much I love Jared. I was more than ready to be his wife.

“He’s the sweetest man on earth” my mom was so amazed by this gesture she started to tear up a little, again.

“Yes he is. And I can’t believe he picked me” I said and enjoyed the smell of roses.

“I can. He couldn’t have found the better women to marry” my mom said and hugged me.

“We should go. Is dad ready?” I asked and put the flowers on the sofa.

“He should be, I’ll go and check up on him, and you get dressed.”

“OK, I will” I started pulling off the robe.

“Can you zip the dress by yourself?” mom asked before she left.

“Yes, don’t worry. Just get dad.”

Now that she was out, I needed to text Jared before I put on the dress.

***The roses are beautiful. Thank you. I love you so much.***

He answered after a couple of seconds

---I’m glad you liked them. Love you too. I can’t wait to marry you---

I smiled when I read the text and put the phone away. It was time to dress up and exchange the vows. Wow, this was finally it. Me and Jared tying the knot. Suddenly everything looked so surreal. I couldn’t believe I was marrying the love of my life. We’ve been through so much, both as a couple and as individuals before we met, and now it was the time to connect our lives, destinies and futures to create one incredible life together.

I got inside my dress, zipped it up and looked myself in the mirror fully prepared for the big day.

Jared’s POV

“Bro, you’re not seriously going to her room, are you?” Shannon asked me with disbelief.

“Yes, Shannon I am. I have to take this to her. She won’t expect it, and I wanna make this day even more beautiful.” I said and looked at Shannon who gave me the weird look. Like this wasn’t already the most beautiful day of my and Y/N’s life. “Well, at least surprise her more than she’d expect. Give me a break will you. I can’t help it.” I said and took the flowers heading to the door.

“Wait, how about I take them. You shouldn’t see Y/N before the ceremony. You do realize she’ll freak out when she opens the door and sees you looking at her” Shannon said and tried to make me stay.

“Don’t worry. She won’t open the door, because her mom’s with her. Plus, I’ll pretend I’m you and I won’t even peek. I just want to leave the flowers, and that’s it” I said and walked out of the door.

I had the necessity to do one more beautiful thing before we got married. We were only dating for a year, and I feel like I didn’t do enough romantic stuff with Y/N, so this was one last chance for us as fiancees to do something nice for each other. From the moment we say “I do” we’ll be starting an entire new chapter of our lives, and this would be the perfect ending to an engagement chapter.

A couple of minutes later

“And? How did it go?” Shannon was inpatient to know what happened.

“Perfectly. Her mom saw me leaving the flowers, and everything went great. They were both so excited, I could hear them after they closed the door. I came back for a quick second to hear Y/N’s voice and she was amazed. God I love that smile and the way she chuckles when she’s surprised.” I said and smiled to myself thinking about all the times she was happy.

“Good. Now you can go and marry that amazing woman” Shannon came to me and fixed my tie a bit.

I sighed in anticipation, looked myself in the mirror and hugged Shannon before we went outside.

We were finally standing outside ready to see the bride come down the aisle. I felt so great, and excited, I wanted to scream to everyone how happy I am. We were only minutes away from the beginning of the ceremony, but the time seemed to had stopped. The anticipation just kept rising. Finally, I heard the music, and it was time for my beautiful bride to come to me.

Reader’s POV

Knock, knock

“Who is it?”

“It’s me. Dad.”

“Come in.” I said and looked at him when he stepped inside the room. I was wearing my wedding dress and holding a bouquet, waiting to see his reaction.

“Oh, kiddo. You are so gorgeous.” dad said and opened his arms for me to hug him.

“Thanks Dad” I hugged him and pulled away so he could see me again. He was so moved by this event. I knew he was almost gonna cry, so I wanted us to go to the ceremony “Should we go?”

“Khm... Yes, yes we should. Everybody’s ready” he cleared his throat , holding the tears back and we walked outside. I was holding my arm underneath his and we were about to step outside the villa into the yard, once the music started.

Wow! That was it. The moment was finally here. My dad will take me down the aisle, and I’ll start living my fairy tale. This is the moment I’ve dreamed about since I was 5 years old, and at some point I have to admit I even gave up on love, and started having second thoughts about giving another man a chance ever again. Fortunately, Jared came to my life and everything changed.

The music started and we were finally walking down the aisle. As we were getting closer to the priest and my husband-to-be, my heart kept fluttering, and I couldn’t stop smiling. I could see Jared was completely enchanted by me and his eyes widened the moment he saw me approaching. He couldn’t take his eyes off me.

As I was finally by Jared’s side he smiled at me and whispered “You look beautiful”

I smiled and whispered back “Thank you. You look very handsome yourself”

Then the priest began with the ceremony:

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony. Not to be entered into lightly, holy matrimony should be entered into solemnly and with reverence and honor. Into this holy agreement these two persons come together to be joined. If any person here can show cause why these two people should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.

At this moment Jared looked at the guests and raised his eyebrow, giving them “Don’t you dare say a word” look and then he smiled.

Marriage is a sacred union between husband and wife and shall remain unbroken. It is the basis of a stable and loving relationship and is a joining of two hearts, bodies and souls. The husband and wife are there to support one another and provide love and care in times of joy and times of adversity.

We are all here today to witness the joining in wedded bliss of Jared and Y/N. This joyous day celebrates the commitment and love with which Jared and Y/N start their lives together. Through God, you are joined together in the most holy of bonds.

Who gives this woman in holy matrimony to this man? ”

“Her mother and I do” my dad said with shaky voice. This moment was really emotional for him. And I could also hear mom sniffle, again. Tears were building up.

"Do you have your vows ready?” he asked us, and Jared answered first.

“We do” Jared answered and started with his.

Y/N, from the moment I met you I knew you were special and I knew you’re the one person that’s going to change my life forever. I didn’t know if you would even consider me worthy of your love, but I’m incredibly happy you did. You’re the only person who accepted me for all my virtues and flaws, and never tried to change any part of me. You’ve always accepted me for who I was and that’s just one of the reasons I love you. You make me happy every day, you’re the light in my dark, you’re the brightest start in the sky and you’re everything I ever wanted. I love you and promise to love you for the rest of my life.

“Thank you, Jared. Y/N, are you ready?”

Now it was my turn, and I felt so overwhelmed that I thought I was gonna mess everything up, until I started to speak. Then everything cleared and I spoke as if I was reading the vow from the card.

Jared, ever since we met I knew my life would never be the same again. I knew I could definitely not be the same person I once was. Before you came along, I had no idea what love, let alone what a true love is. You’ve showed me and taught me how to love, appreciate love and life, how to find happiness, joy and gratitude in everything that I do. You’ve always made me want to become a better person, and I would like to believe that today, I am the best possible version of myself. And it’s all because of you, and the love you’ve given me. Because if you hadn’t loved me the way you did, I wouldn’t have been able to feel the love and give it back to you. And this is what made me complete and happy beyond reasoning. Thank you for being the best man I’ve ever known, and thank you for choosing me to follow you through the rest of your life. I promise to love you for the rest of my life.

“Thank you Y/N. Now it’s time for the big question” he said.

“Do you, Jared take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife and live together forever in the estate of holy matrimony? To love, comfort, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse for as long as you both shall live? “

“I do” Jared said proudly and my heart throbbed.

“Do you, Y/N take Jared to be your lawfully wedded husband and live together forever in the estate of holy matrimony? To love, comfort, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse for as long as you both shall live? “

“I do” I said and felt my heart racing. This feeling was unbelievable. By far, the happiest moment of my life.

“Now, the rings please” the minister said and reached for the rings that Shannon gave him.

“The wedding ring is an unbroken symbol of the everlasting love and commitment between man and wife.

Repeat after me: With this ring, I thee wed.

“With this ring, I thee wed”. Jared said and placed a ring on my finger.

“With this ring, I thee wed”. I said and placed a ring on Jared’s finger.

“What God has joined together, let no man put asunder. With the power vested in me by God and the state of Italy I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Then we kissed. This was the most magical moment in my entire life. I was in heaven. It was exactly the way I envisioned it so many years ago. The man of my life standing next to me, and all of our friends and family witnessing this happy moment. I wouldn’t ask for anything more than this. I was the happiest woman in the world with the man I loved more than life.

Everybody started to applaud and come to congratulate us. First was my dad and my mom, and Shannon and Constance came to Jared. My mom hugged me and couldn’t she stop the tears. Dad tried to calm her down, but it was all in vain, since I could even see him tear up a bit. Then he came to Jared, shook his hand and hugged him.

“Take good care of my precious kiddo. You’re responsible for her now, so good luck” my dad was trying to be funny, but the emotions took the best of him.

“I will, sir. Don’t you worry a thing” Jared said and pulled me closer to him, kissing my cheek, which made me tingle.

“Oh my sweet little princess...” my mom tried to speak with all the tears “Congratulations, and don’t forget to take care of Jared as well. You both have to be there for each other.” she said and wiped of tears, trying to pull herself together “I wish you all the luck in the world”

It was time for the reception, and we were finally able to enjoy this happy day with the people that mean most to us. The music started so Jared and I had to share our first dance as husband and wife.

“I’d say you’re having a good time, aren’t you” Jared teased me as we were slow dancing, because he saw I’m not gonna get the smile off my face for at least a week.

“You could say I am” I said and tilted my head, still smiling “And you?”

“As long as I’m with you, I couldn’t be having any better time than that” he said and kissed me.

“You have no idea how happy I am” I said and hugged him “I can’t wait to explore all the wonders of our life together, and build our future together.”

“And it all starts right here. The next month, you, me Italy and the best honeymoon in the world” Jared said and kissed me again.

“I can’t wait. But, everything seems so good that I’m a bit scared I’ll wake up and realize this is all just a dream” I said and sighed.

“It’s not a dream, you silly. It’s the best reality I could’ve ever imagined, with the most kind, beautiful and amazing woman I’ve met in my entire life. I love you so much”.

“I love you too.” I said, smiled and hugged him as we continued to dance.

No, it wasn’t a dream. It was the most beautiful reality and I felt like the luckiest person alive. I was so grateful for having Jared in my life, and I would do anything to make our marriage the happiest one ever. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us.

We were dancing, mingling and then it was time for the best man to say the toast. Shannon had everything prepared and couldn’t wait for his time to speak.

“It’s my greatest pleasure and satisfaction to say a couple of words at this joyous occasion, about this wonderful couple. First, I’d like to say Congratulations to my new sister, Y/N and I’d also like to say Good luck to her as well, because Y/N, you have no idea who you’re gonna have to put up with” Shannon waved his head and laughed. All the guests laughed as well including me and Jared. Shannon was just being Shannon “And Jared, as far as you’re concerned, I have no idea how you got to be so lucky to snatch this amazing woman, but I’m happy you did, because it was about time that somebody else started taking care of you” Shannon laughed again and everybody else did the same. “All jokes aside, Jared, Y/N, I couldn’t be happier about the two of you. I wish you all the happiness in the world and I hope you’ll have an amazing life together, as well as a bunch of little Jareds and Y/Ns, because I’d love to be an uncle. And soon” he said and raised his eyebrow which made us a bit embarrassed “Cheers, everybody”

Well, this was definitely the funniest moment we’ll remember forever. I loved how Shannon always loved to make jokes and every moment with him was so much fun. I’m so glad Jared had him by his side his entire life, and I’m even more glad our kids will have such an amzing uncle.

The day came to an end, and it was time for us to say goodbye to the guests and get back to reality. The happiest day of our lives were coming to an end, but we were at the beginning of the new life that we couldn’t wait to spend together.

I hope you enjoyed it. :)

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