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[tetzoro]

hello dearest aims!! i have been thinking about coworker kuroo lately and was wondering if u may have some thoughts to share :3 u are the tetsu expert after all!

xx

HI MY SWEETEST SUA !!! oh my gosh, coworker kuroo !! he has definitely been on my mind as well :’)

coworker!kuroo who loves having a personal planner that contains all of his objectives for the day, the upcoming week, the month, etc. there’s so many moving parts with his job and it just helps him keep track of everything.

coworker!kuroo who never lets anyone sneak a peak at it, saying it’s classified and confidential with a smirk dangling off his face. you find him scribbling in it throughout all hours of the work day whether it’s at his desk, meetings, or sometimes even lunch.

coworker!kuroo who was in such a rush one day, he completely forgot it behind. the planner sat abandoned on his desk and you couldn’t help but feel sorry for the poor thing. so you quickly call him, holding onto it while he rushes back to the office.

coworker!kuroo who shows up in a state of panic, the normally cool and confident persona wiped clean without the safety blanket of his planner. you figured he just really relied on the thing. if only you knew…

coworker!kuroo who breathed out a sigh of relief when he found out you didn’t snoop through it — it would’ve been obvious if you had. with reddening cheeks, he thanks you and quickly makes his final escape to the elevator.

coworker!kuroo who opens up his planner only to be bombarded by the countless doodles and scribbles of your name. at the very top of all his to-do’s resides one that he writes in every time, one of his biggest priorities, to ensure that he makes you smile every day.

[pitconfirm]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you for tagging @mars-mystic!! mwah 😽

1. How many works do you have on ao3

eight, two of which are anon teehee (but i think one is very obviously mine 😅)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

60,694... soon to be over 70k 🙈

3. What fandoms do you write for?

im just here for lance nation..... writing about my pookie wookie

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

excluding my anon fics which are the actual #1 and #3...

1 - Gatito (the people yearn for kitty lance)

2 - Midas Touch

3 - Broken Glass (guys please someone else write more 141831 im begging....... i cannot be the only threesome in this tag)

4 - Venus Flytrap

5 - Kamikaze

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I love responding to comments.... i love every comment I respond to every comment unless it's just emojis or i have literally no idea how to respond 😭

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I guess Kamikaze is my only fic with a kind of angsty ending... but not really. i don't like angsty endings 😭 i need problems to be solved. if i know a fic has an angsty ending i generally will not even touch it

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

im now realising that most of my fics on ao3 are just straight up porn..... i swear i am planning more substantial things in the future. but i guess my two tumblr drabbles have happy endings?? oh wait or Detonate.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

luckily i've never gotten any hate at all..... not even anon hate asks, i feel like im missing out. this is what I get for being kind and amazing 😔🫶

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

do i even need to answer this. every kind. almost.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not crossovers but there are like.... specific aus living in my mind that i want to write. hunger games au, dbh au.... beloveds.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i hope not 🤨

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

🙅‍♂️

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no....... not yet 🤔

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

tbh I’ve read so many different fandoms and ships over the years but strollonso is the one I’ve been most feral about. or maybe arthur/eames from inception…..

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I literally have zero wips right now except venus flytrap. the ideas in my brain have dried up like the sahara desert to work on this thing. once I’m finished we’ll see

16. What are your writing strengths?

I like to think I have good wit and flow. and maybe attention to detail… always thinking what more I can add to a scene to make it more palpable

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I think just…. really terrible self criticism. a lot of the time I’m writing and I’m like… what if this sucks what if everyone hates this what if blah blah blah….. WHO CARES!!!!!! I wish I could be less worried about that

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I will write a few words if I feel confident enough about them but not whole passages. I always have nando saying little bits in spanish

19. First fandom you wrote for?

TOOOO EMBARRASSING. I only ever wrote for one other fandom and I was 13 on wattpad and shudder every time I remember

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I guess it has to be venus flytrap for the pure amount of effort I’ve put in…. and because it’s definitely the most well written by farrrr. I cringe a little reading my other stuff now 😭 but I guess that’s just the nature of improving over time

NO idea who’s already done this so forgive me if I’m being a goof @lil-shiro @lou-who-writes @parallelplayers @boxboxbrioche @vicsy @userkritaaay and now my brain is firing blanks so sorry if I forgot any of my beautiful writer friends

[ironmansuuucks]

You Are Beautiful

hello my dudes!! I have a little dewey finn x reader request from the amazing @sheinassheina​ and I hope it is ok my lovley! A little request about the reader being insecure about their skin and out sweet boi reminding her of how amazing she is, because she is amazing <3 you all are💜

warnings: fluff, angst

words: 1300

(Pic not mine)

for the amazing, @sheinassheina​

you are amazing and beautiful and thank you so much for this beautiful request, and I hope I done it justice x

You had been a little nervous for your fifth date with Dewey. He had invited you over to his house for some food and movies, which made you apprehensive. It was super hot out today and you had decided to wear a long sleeve hoodie, like you always had. It was your favourite one, the one you felt most comfortable and confident in. But going over to a guy’s house.. that always kinda, usually led to one thing or another, and not that you didn’t want to, but you always got nervous when things got intimate, and clothes came off. Even just showing certain parts of your skin made you feel uncomfortable. It would be okay. Everything would be fine.

And everything was fine. Dewey’s apartment had plenty of AC so you didn’t feel too hot, and he was perfect. He had made you both some dinner and had picked up some snacks and just wanted to have a laugh. The boy really knew how to make you laugh, dancing with you in the kitchen, to the most random songs and spinning you around all silly like, causing your butterflies to almost flutter out of your stomach. He made you dizzy, in more ways than one. And he made you leave all of your worries at the door, being too preoccupied by him.

“what do you wanna watch?” you jumped down on to his couch, shoving some M&M’s into your mouth, as Dewey sat at his DVD collection. “uhh, I’m not sure? What about a comedy? Maybe…-“ he was cut off as you jumped off the couch and headed over to his guitars, in awe. “woah dude these are so cool!” you picked one up and admired it. Dewey grinned, “Yeah, I have a little collection going on, you play?”.

You look up at him wide eyed, “nah I wish! I’ve always loved guitar but I’ve never known how to play”. Dewey stands up and joins you “well they don’t call me the master for nothing.. I could teach you a few chords if you like?” he smiles. You grin at him “serious?”, he grins back, excited and bubbly “serious”.

Suddenly you are back on the couch, crossed legged and facing one another. You have one guitar on your lap, and he has one on his. “okay so sit this here.. yup and put these fingers there.. yeah you got it.. and that’s your C chord ok.. now move your other hand over and grab your pick like this.. and move it like that.. that’s it!”.

Dewey had taught you a couple chords, and you were really getting the hang of it, and it was fun! But your sleeve kept getting in the way of your strumming. You absentmindedly rolled up your sleeve before moving your hand back to the guitar, but stopped when you realised how far you had rolled your sleeve. You just paused.

Anxiety flooded your body. Can’t go back now. Dewey looked at you and furrowed his eyebrows confused “hey, you ok? If it’s too hot in here I can turn up the AC…?” he trailed off when he watched your face become flushed. Dewey looked down at your arm, where your eyes were situated then back at you. “you okay?”.

You looked back up at him and nodded a little, knowing he had seen your arm.

You had been insecure about certain parts of your body for over 6 months now. You had only just recently recovered from skin asthma, and It had left some scars on parts of your body. The skin around the inside of your elbow and neck was slightly darker than normal and it made you really self-conscious about those areas. It was a lot better now than it was but it still made you feel sheepish.

“what’s up?” he asked concerned that maybe he had done, or said something wrong. you sighed heavily. “it’s.. it’s just my stupid skin.” You grumble, kinda choked up but don’t want to admit it. You look up at Dewey who looked concerned then back down.

“the past few months I.. I’ve been really struggling with the effects of my skin asthma..” you roll your sleeve up a little to show Dewey. He looked at your arm, then back up at you.

You were worried that maybe he thought it was weird or something like that and kept babbling to drown out those thoughts. You had never shown anyone except close family before because of your insecurities.

You shakily took another deep breathe “and it’s getting better it really is but I hate it so much and it affects me every day.. it’s why I wear jumpers all the time and..” you began to get overwhelmed and upset, and let out a massive sigh. Fed up of the way it made you feel.

Dewey’s puppy dog eyes almost cried for you “c’mere” he said as he sat both guitars down on the floor and pulled you into him. You lay on top of him as he leaned against the side of the sofa, one arm around your back as the other stroked your hair soothingly. “it’s okay, you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want”.

You had settled yourself a little, but just felt embarrassed for getting a little upset about something like that. But Dewey knew, and he understood. You looked up at his sympathetic, goofy face. His glistening eyes shining back into yours. You felt safe around him, and you knew he would never make fun of you or make you feel bad, but it was still hard to open up. He smiled lightly and moved his face next to yours, nuzzling his nose against yours in order to earn a laugh. You giggled at him but then looked down.

“I’m fine, really I am… but I just wish I didn’t have it.. the past 6 months have been absolutely hell for me because of it.. my self-esteem, confidence.. everything has been shattered…”. You fiddled with his shirt lightly, nervously. Dewey moved his hand under your chin and lifted it to look at him. “hey, you’re beautiful no matter what, okay. Inside and out. And trust me, you are making it out to be ten times worse in your head than it is in real life, I promise. I bet people wouldn’t even give it a thought. And if they did? Who cares! Fuck them! they don’t mean anything to you, right?” You looked up at him, and he smiled lightly.

Dewey reaches for your hand and kisses the back of it, lovingly. “you are amazing, and you are beautiful. Ok your guitar skills are lacking…”, he laughs as you pretend to be shocked, “… but that doesn’t matter.. don’t ever let it get the better of you my angel, please”. He kisses further up your hand as his eyes are fixed on yours.

“you’re such a goof you know that” you laugh before kissing him. He smiles against your lips “your goof though… I hope..?”. “yes my goof” you laugh before kissing him again.

“but seriously, thank you Dew, it means a lot” you smile, looking up at him. “I’m always here, your lil cheerleader” he jokes and wiggles underneath you which makes you laugh.

“no seriously though, thank you, I’ve never opened up about it much but it feels better after doing so.. it’s stopped me from doing so much.. and it’ll take some time.. but I’ll be okay”.

He smiles at how strong you are. “you’ll be better than ok, you already are, and will always be, an awesome lil.. possum..?”. You cringe and laugh. “you are the biggest dork I know Dewey Finn”.

“I know.. and you love me for it”. He says his eyes going wide before he begins to tickle your sides and rub his scruff along your cheeks while kissing every inch of your face.

  tags: @sheinassheina​  @thewolfisapartofmysoul​​ @large-unit​​ @little-miss-shy-goth​​ @paxenera​​ @heknowshisherbs​​ @missihart23​​ @geminiacally​​ @go-commander-kim​​ @gegehaddock​​ @baby-beej​​ @sadpuppetshows​​ @demonwifey​​

[doctorgerth]

10 + 10

Answer their 10 questions and then think of 10 questions to ask other friends! 

I was actually tagged twice by @basilisa-scorpii​ and @dumbass-no-mi so I got 20 questions to go through! Thanks for the tag, lovelies! 💕

Bas’s questions:

1. Fictional universe you’d like to move to for one day?

- I wanna say One Piece bc that really sounds like fun...but my luck I’d be placed in some village that’s being oppressed by a tyrant or some shit and I’d be miserable lmao. But maybe Luffy and co would come save us and I could befriend them?? Just being able to meet One Piece characters would be cool to me. Other than One Piece, maybe Naruto??? Ninjas are hella cool and the Leaf Village seems like a very comfy and homey place to live. Or having quirks in a My Hero Academia world... Idk I’m only thinking of animes rn for some reason lol this is a tough question!

2. Favorite book/comic book/manga/etc.?

- Oooh, book is tough because I actually don’t read as much as I’d like...The Twilight series will always hold a special place in my heart. Gone Girl is also really good! For manga, that’s easy - One Piece, simply because I’ve yet to read any other manga lol

3. Favorite astral object (for example: star/constellation/planet)?

- I think nebulae are really cool! Even the word is neat-sounding. They’re so pretty and the idea of a star nursery just sounds so ethereal! 🌌

4. What do you like to do for relax after a stressful day?

- Cuddle with my kitties and nap, for sure. Snack on some junk food lol peruse tumblr and other social media.

5. Your first fictional crush?

- I’m really embarrassed by this...but...Max Goof from the Goofy movies 🥴

6. Superpower you’d like to have?

- Oooh another tough question. Hmmm either teleportation (gah I’m so lazy lol) or something related to animals. Like being able to talk to them, mimicry, anything like that!

7. Foreign languages you speak/would like to speak?

- I was really interested in (and decent at) Spanish throughout high school and college. I kinda fell off for a lil while, but now Duolingo has held me against my will sucked me back in, so I’m back to learning it! I would also love to learn Japanese so maybe I won’t need subtitles for my anime watching and I’d love to visit Japan some day!

8. Dream travel?

- Italy for sure! Venice, Rome, Florence, so many beautiful places! And I luv me some Italian food 😋

9. Do you have any pets?

- I sure do! Two sweet kitties that I love gushing about.

10. Favorite aesthetic?

- Hmm, I love pastel colors and space-themed stuff!

Jinx’s questions:

1. What’s your favorite book/manga?

- Already answered! 

2. Who’s your favorite artist?

- Lana Del Rey! (don’t @ me) MARINA is a very close second.

3. Where would your dream home be located?

- I always go back and forth between wanting to live in a suburb type place, just so my future children could have other kids in the neighborhood to grow up and play with and I like the idea of neighbors and get togethers, but I also love the idea of living somewhere more distant. Pushed off from the busy streets and in the woods maybe? Either way, I’d also love to live close to the water! Whether that be a lake or beach or river. A house on the lake would be nice but...no teacher makes enough money for that 🤪

4. Do you have any or want any tattoos?

- I don’t have any and I would love to get one some day! I’m just so indecisive so it’ll probably never happen lmao. Not to mention a visible tattoo could potentially threaten my occupation. 🙃

5. What’s an achievement you’re really proud of?

- Graduating college and becoming a teacher! I’m the first college graduate in my family, so it’s really exciting. I hope I’ve set a good example for my younger siblings!

6. What’s a skill you think you excel at?

- This is tough because I’m very critical of myself and tend to think I’m not very good at anything lmao I’ll say organization? I’m pretty skilled at having things set up nice, neat, and easily accessible. Totally lame, but that’s all I got lol

7. What’s something good that’s happened to you this year?

- Got my first ever teaching job!!!!!

8. Future plans? Where do you see yourself in a few years?

- Living in a house with three kitties and a dog, married to my bf, teaching somewhere I love, maybe getting ready to have a baby? Lots of travelling before we start thinking about kids tho lol 

9. Do you have any nicknames?

- Yep, Coop is my primary nickname both on here and irl! People also call me: Miss Cooper (not being formal, genuine nickname lol) Coopdaddy, Mama Coop, Coops, etc.

10. What’s your current favorite song?

- I’ve been obsessed with Dua Lipa’s new album so almost any song on there lol. Levitating is such a jam.

Here are my questions!

1. What are your zodiac signs (sun, moon, rising, if you know them) and do you think they fit you pretty well?

2. What is your favorite clothing item and/or accessory?

3. Any future children or pet names?

4. If you could meet anyone (can be past, present, future, real, or fictional) who would it be?

5. Brag on yourself! What’s something you love about yourself?

6. What is a movie or show that you could rewatch a million times and never get tired of?

7. What is your favorite album of all time?

8. Do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens? If you have stories to back up, plz share.

9. What do you do/who do you look to for inspiration?

10. What is your happiest memory?

I’m not sure who all has been tagged, so I’m very sorry if you’ve been tagged twice: @thenotsofantasticlifestory @beatific-drabbles @monii-monii-no-mi @eireduchess @kotton-kandy-king @cykadaa @laws-yellow-submarine @laws-hat-headcanons @one-piece-dumpster-fire

[softforcal]

Can you do a Luke x opener continuation?? I loved it so much

Luke x Opener!Reader

Poly, Cal, Ash, Michael

-you’re an rising performer and they saw you live once while creating their new album and all fell in love with your voice on the spot

-they convince management that they want you as their opener because you’re amazing

-when your management approaches you about it, of course you say yes and soon after that you’re following all of 5sos on insta and they’re following you

-they want to get to know you pre tour to see if you’re chill, it will be easier to tour together if you’re all buds

-so you go meet up with them at Cal’s house and spend the whole day getting to know each other

-they’re all super cool and you find yourselves all laughing and chilling next to the pool having a great time

-they show you some of their new songs and you all end up having an impromptu singing and dancing party

-yeah, its going to be a great tour

-you have to leave and they all offer to drive you home but you have it covered

-as soon as you’re gone they’re all just like “wow.” “yeah, she’s an angel.”

-they make a group chat with you in it and you all talk a bunch before the tour starts

-meeting up with them whenever you can

-Ashton convinces you to go to yoga

-you go walk Cal’s dog with him

-Michael getting you to create fortnite so you can play with him and Luke

-the first day of tour arrives and you show up to the airport only to be sneak attacked by Ashton who was totally waiting for you, he’d really want you to feel included and welcome

-getting to the plane and you go to sit by yourself but then Michael just comes and sits next to you and smiley, and he’s like “are you ready for tour?!” and he’s just a ray of absolute sunshine

-they all kind of take turns sitting next to you because the flight is so long

-you end up falling asleep on Luke’s shoulder and they’re all just like “oh my god she’s so cute.”

-Luke doesn’t let anyone wake you

-usually the opener would travel in a different van and tour bus but they really want to ‘include’ you so you end up being in their van most of the time and you sleep on the other tour bus but you’re in their bus most of the time

-your first show you go out there and you have an amazing set, as you get off the stage the guys all pull you into a huge hug to tell you how amazing you were

-getting to watch them preform and they are brilliant

-hanging out after the concert in a back stage room laughing and talking about the tour

-singing with them

-going over their note changes with them

-can you imagine singing with Calum and Luke and they both just adore your voice

-Michael trying to teach you how to play guitar if you don’t know how to already

-Cal trying to teach you to play bass

-And Ashton letting you dick around with his drums

-going out after concerts to look at the city

-you always get cold and one of them always ends up giving you their jacket

-or one of them offers to hug you to keep you warm

-Michael gives the best fucking hugs but Cal is a close second

-its because Michael is a lil squish okay!?! don’t fight me on this

-all of you taking pictures of each other and being able to freely post them because you’re their opener and its the cutest thing ever

-everyone speculating that you might be dating one of them

-taking cheeky photos where you’re kissing one of their cheeks or their kissing yours and everyone flips out

-spending entire bus rides in their bus goofing off and laughing and having a great time

-when you leave to go to your own bus for the night they spend at least an hour usually talking about the cute things you did while with them

-one night you’re in the chill area with them watching a movie and you fall asleep cuddled against Calum

-none of them want to move to wake you up so they all sleep there

-waking up next to these four guys, you all having moved at some time during the night and you’re just a cuddle blob

-pre concert rituals together with huge group hugs

-helping Luke put glitter on before a show because “more glitter!”

-sometimes they bring you on stage to sing with them as an encore

-you and Luke just have such vocal chemistry

-”and can we give it up for our angel and opening act, Y/N!”

-so many hugs

-group dogpiles after the show

-you all write songs together and bounce ideas off of each other

-harmonizing together

-tapping out beats together

-running around cities and usually one of them grabs your hand and starts running and then you’re all running around looking at stuff

-Cal and Ashton are huge fans of carrying you when you get tired

-getting shipped with all of them

-the five of you looking at the ship names and laughing then picking favourites

-so every guys favourite ship name is their own name with yours? what a fucking coincidence eh?

-they all ask your favourite ship name and you’re just like…… “uhhhhhh….”

-refusing to choose

-it would honestly be such a mess because it’s not like you don’t know they’re into you but its hard to choose because they’re all hella

—————————————————————–Luke con’t here

-so on tour there are also a lot of interviews the guys have to do

-you usually don’t have to do any interviews which is great, you can just spend the day looking around

-one day you get a phone call from Luke, they’re all set to do this super low key interview that they doubt will get much coverage and he has no idea where the other three are and no one is answering their phones except you and the interviewer suggested if you were available you could go because you’re their opener and they could talk about tour life from an outside perspective

-your management sends you a message and they think its a good idea so before you know it, you’re going and meeting Luke for an interview

-the interview starts kinda funny because you’re all laughing about how three members of 5sos are just MIA but you must be the new 5th member

-the interviewer is actually super sweet about it and its obvious that she’s just coming up with questions because obviously she had made questions for the group of guys but can’t use them anymore cuz they aint there

-”so give us an inside look on what it’s like to be on tour with four giant Aussie men?”

-”oh my god it’s the worst.” you joke, Luke pushing you with a grin, “no it’s great, they’re all super great guys.”

-talking about what it’s like to practice vocals with Luke and if there’s a possibility of there ever being an actual duet that might be released

-”i’d be down to write one. Y/N’s a lyrical genius.” Luke grins

-talking about tour shenanigans

-the other three boys showing up ten minutes in, breathless and with dead phones

-they swap in for you and complete their interview

-but the interviewer asks if it’s okay if she posts both interview videos separately

-management agrees

-its a decent interview and you’re not worried because management assured you it’s a super low key interview company and because it’s the two of you it probably wont get as many views as a normal interview would

-so management is wrong

-the interview blows up online

-for very good reason

-every time you speak Luke just looks at you with the most complete adoration and you hadn’t even noticed

-watching a gif of it because holy fuck how could you have not noticed? well, you were looking at the interviewer so it makes sense

-but holy shit this boy has heart eyes

-you never really know how someone feels about you until you see how they look at you when you’re not looking i guess

-you’re at the hotel later that night, you havent seen Luke since the interview

-you have no idea if he’s seen the frenzy on twitter, your ship name is trending and its mayhem

-you’d always kinda guessed that the band all had sorta crushes on you but the way Luke had been looking at you wasnt a simple crush

-there’s a knock at your door and of course when you open it, its Luke

-”hey, uh, can i come in?” he seems kind of nervous, you’re nervous too, i mean how do you even deal with this situation?

-you’re his opener and you’re not even half way into tour, if this goes bad, it will be very bad

-”i wrote some stuff i wanted you to take a look at.” he says, pulling out his phone and opening the app he keeps all his new lyrics on

-the two of you get comfortable and you take his phone and begin to read

-they’re love songs. really good love songs about passion and the inability to make a move and you start to realize little details about the person the speaker is talking about are little things about you

-”what do you think?” he asks nervously

-”i think whoever these are about is a really lucky girl.” i mean, you’re not just going to assume they’re about you because if you’re wrong you’re fucked

-Luke sighs, “you’re going to make me say it arent you?” “what do you mean?” “they’re about you.”

-”oh thank god!” you laugh, closing the space between the two of you so your lips can meet his

-the two of you crash onto the bed with you on top and you both giggle, lips meeting again

-when you pull away and red your forehead against his, just taking in the happiness, his fingers rub small circles on the bit of exposed skin on your waist

-���you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to kiss you.” he breathes ”was it everything you dreamed of?” “better… i want to take you on a date. a proper date. just you and me. have you eaten yet?”

-the two of you decide to go out for dinner, a late dinner but still

-he holds your hand as the two of you walk

-”Luke should we worry about Paparazzi?” “the entire internet already thinks we’re dating… unless you don’t want to hold my hand?”

-gripping his hand tighter

-you’re already such great buds its like almost any other night, except its just you and him (usually at least one of the others tags along)

-and then his hand goes to cover yours on the table and you melt

-so much laughing

-”i’m so glad those dumb asses missed that interview.”

-he insists on paying

-as you’re leaving the restaurant you get papped a bunch but Luke tries to shield you to the best of his abilities

-ending with the two of you running down dark streets like mischievous children to escape the cameras

-him pulling you into a dark alleyway to kiss you as he presses you against the wall

-”wow Hemmings, you know how to sweep a girl off her feet.” “Princesses are meant to be swept off their feet so it’s only natural.” (ok he would not say this, like straight up he wouldnt, but let me live okay. fuck ya’ll i’m soft and a girl can dream of a guy being this squishy okay?)

-running your fingers through his curls

-the two of you getting back to the hotel and as you’re walking down your hallway to your separate rooms, Cal, Michael and Ashton’s doors all open to stare at you two

-”so how was the date?” “do you two need condoms?” “Luke you’re a walking meme again.”

-like yeah they were all into you, yeah you’re gorgeous, but Luke went for it and you’re obviously reciprocating and bros before hoes, man, they gon support their tall bean friend

-”could you guys give us a bit of space?” Luke laughs but he’s serious

-they all kinda begrudgingly close their eyes as Luke walks you to your door, “see you in the morning?” “yeah we’re bussing to the next city.” “just making sure you’re not getting on the next plane or something.”

-soft boy being worried because he can’t believe it’s real

-reaching up and kissing him again

-he goes from soft to hardcore in an instant, his body pinning you against the wall as his hand cups your face and his other goes to your waist

-whistles erupting through the hallways because of course those nosy fucks opened their doors again to see if Luke got a goodnight kiss

-blushing as you hide in your apartment, giving Luke a quick peck before closing the door

-tour continues sort of like normal

-going on stage is kinda weird now because the fans definitely know you and Luke are trying it out

-you and Luke try to find more time alone

-lots of cute short dates when you can find the time

-holding hands on the tour bus

-he invites you to chill in his bunk for a bit one night and you both just talk about lyrics and vocals until you fall asleep

-waking up the next morning to the rest of the boys teasing you and Luke

-you’ve been dating a while and you’re both anxiously awaiting the next time you get to stay at a hotel because like… there’s been some close calls in hallways and on his bunk but he wants your first time to be somewhere you won’t get interrupted

-and the sexual tension is as thick as smoke

-like the boys don’t even want to be around the two of you

-because you and Luke are just looking at each other with such hungry eyes

-Luke getting kinda weird when any of the other guys are doing cute things with you…. like, Ashton had his arm over your shoulders and Luke growled.

-everyone knows that your casual dating is reaching something more

-the day arrives and you have the longest concert of your life before you all pack into a van to go to the hotel

-the van is silent. you all know what’s about to happen let’s be serious

-”so…. my condom offer still stands.”

-”shut up Michael!”

-as soon as the van stops Luke grabs your hand and the two of you practically run into the hotel and up to your rooms, the door isnt even closed and his lips are on yours.

-first time with Luke when you’re his opener is pent up and needy because you’ve both been waiting for a while and patience is not this boys best feature

-hands are everywhere

-clashing teeth

-laughter

-tearing clothes

-not wanting to have your lips away from each other for that long

-lots of whining and moaning

-grinding

-the two of you finally get on the bed and he pulls away, “Luke-” you try to protest but he just brushes his fingers softly against your face, “give me a moment to just look at you. you’re so beautiful.”

-his fingers gently roaming your body

-its like the eye of the storm. a few moments of him just cherishing you and being so soft

-”Luke i need you.”

-and then he’s back at making you moan so loudly you’re sure the others arent going to get any sleep

-i feel like he’d spend a lot of time worshipping your body with his fingers and mouth

-yeah, at least one orgasm before he’s even actually inside of you

-he works you up until you’re begging him for it before he actually goes inside of you

-staying still for a moment, his fingers brushing over your face again

-then he just goes ham fam,

-i feel like he’d really be down for first time missionary with someone he actually loves

-having access to his beautiful, broad back and shoulders

-scratching him up

-”fuck you’re so pretty!”

-a super intense orgasm lets be serious

-both of you just lying next to each other after, his arm around you as you both stare at the ceiling.

-”i love you.”

-”i love you too Hemmings.”

-okay i just killed myself. sorry fam. i’m dead. i like need a second.

-waking up next to each other

-going for breakfast with Ashton and Calum the next morning and they’re both just grinning hard core. “where’s Michael?” “still sleeping, he’s the one who had a room next to yours last night.”

-so much hand holding

-long sweet kisses before you go on stage

-singing your love songs and having to fight the urge to look at Luke who’s watching you from side stage

-kissing him before it’s his turn to go on

-the band all making grossed out noises whenever you two kiss but you know they’re all soft for you and Luke

-Ashton sending you a bunch of pictures of you and Luke for “when you wanna make it official on the Gram.”

-you and Luke agreeing to each choose your favourite picture and post it at the same time without showing each other so it’s a surprise

-you both choose the same picture because you’re #that couple

-fans go wild. i mean, they knew, but its like official now

-interviewers everywhere want you to start doing interviews with the band because you’re their opener and you’re dating Luke?

-so many cute pictures of the two of you

-i love this concept. i mean. i love 5sos opener concepts but like, Luke is bae.

-Luke singing Valentine to you all the time

-he sings it while grabbing your face and kissing you

-lots of quickies wherever you can but it’s always amazing because you’re like so in love

-Michael refusing to sleep in the room next to yours when ya’ll get a hotel

-the boys switch each time

-you and Luke buying them ear plugs and then laughing your ass off about it

-Luke’s arm over your shoulders

-he’s very protective of you, especially in cities you’re visiting

-he buys you little presents from most of the cities you’re in

-chasing each other through arenas and venues

-yeah, if people hear giggles or screams they know it’s you and Luke messing around

-”have you seen Y/N?” “are the two of you playing sexy hide and seek again?” “no….”

-”how do you even play sexy hide and seek?” “trust me Cal, you don’t wanna know.”

-you and Luke getting so distracted before he goes on stage that sometimes Ashton has to like tear Luke away from you

-getting to help him take off those gorgeous on stage #looks

-just so soft fam. i am so soft.

[ofstagdreams]

flicker of the heart [3/?]

an it’s pretty late when I’m posting this but i wanted to post it so here ya go. The reader gets some loving and Arthur gets a lil jealous. This part of the story will go on to the next chapter without a time jump this time. Not my favourite but it’s all I can get for where I want the story to go rn. Hope you enjoy! 

pairing arthur morgan x reader

Previous part can be found here  or on AO3

The next few months pass slowly. The gang scales back a little on jobs because Arthur’s state of mind hasn’t been ideal, no matter how much he may insist that he’s fine. It’s obvious that though he is slowly coming back to himself, something has changed, something irreversible and everyone’s still holding their breath and waiting to see if it’s going to be a good or a bad thing.

For your part, you just try and be his friend – the confidant you’ve always been to him and although he can’t quite find the words, you know he’s grateful and that’s enough.

You pass most of your time either helping Annabelle and Bessie or running jobs with the gang. Hosea was increasingly impressed with your shooting skills and it seemed John was becoming a decent shot on his own. Any time spent with Arthur is usually spent in quiet companionship – hunting mostly, even if both your kills are always messy. He never asks for your company, but you always tag along because you’re afraid he’s going to drink himself stupid again and get himself hurt. He never says anything about your presence, so you figured he didn’t mind.

Yet that was the thing with Arthur lately, though he was always a man of few words, he seemed to speak even less these days and you weren’t entirely sure what to make of it. Though you have noticed that he’d spent more and more time scribbling away in that journal of his, so you figure he’s at least processing something of what he is feeling.

It’s mundane almost, well, mundane for a group of outlaws. You almost prefer it, the easy cons with Hosea and the days you fish with John. It’s a peace you associated with home, with the easy days spent at the dinner table between your mother and father, before it had all gone away.

Dutch though, Dutch is becoming restless, tiring of the months you’ve all spent doing casual work. You know him, can tell he misses the high, the scent of danger in the air as you carry out a job and you know that this kind of peace will not last long. You can tell Hosea misses it too, but he is subtler, more under his control but you think that there’s only so much Hosea can let fly under his radar before it becomes a whispered word to Dutch and you knew how it went from there. Your only worry is that you are unsure if Arthur is ready to live yet, it seemed he was still just trying to survive.

You are glad for Annabelle, who seems to read Dutch like the back of her hand and quiet the storms in his mind. Almost a year she had been running with the gang now and she slotted in easily, but you had been unsure at first. She had seemed very Miss High and Mighty, but she had quickly proved you wrong, showing herself to be down to earth and thoughtful – even if she did like to dress in fine clothing. She was Dutch’s polar opposite, but it worked, and you were thankful for it.

Running to town for supplies was another consequence of staying in one place for longer than usual, instead of picking things up as you pass through towns, but now people had to be sent for supplies. It had happened before but was a far less common task that it had been of late. This time around it fell to you and John, which you didn’t mind. You liked John’s company, especially lately as you watched with an odd pride as he comes into his own man, nearly sixteen now, so not yet the man he thinks he is - yet not the boy he once was either.

That’s when you meet him. You drop some supplies as your loading them into the cart and let out a soft curse, glancing around to find that John has disappeared off somewhere and left you with the finishing details as he goes off to find god knows what.

“Let me help you,” his voice is smooth and his hands are warm as he takes the box from your hands. He’s tall and handsome, with tan skin and hazel eyes which causes something in your stomach to flutter in a way you usually associate with Arthur and you’re consumed.

He introduces himself as George Davis, a farmhand who works at the farm just outside of town. His clothes are dirty, but that somehow adds to his appeal – you liked a man who worked, who did what he could to lend a hand.

John comes back and catches you laughing too loudly at something George had said. “We have to go,” he says and you snapped back to reality, hoping you didn’t imagine the disappointed looked in his eye when John had interrupted.

Like a gentleman, George helps you onto the wagon. You didn’t need it, but it felt nice to be given the niceties other women are given which you so frequently miss out on when living with a bunch of outlaws, especially when half of those people still saw you as a kid even if you were nearing your 21st birthday.

“Will I see you again?” He asks, his eyes playful as he watches you grip the reins.

It foolish, Dutch could decide for you all to up and leave at any given moment. You should not commit to anything.

“Definitely,” you answer.

You seem him again and again, eager to go on the supply runs in the weeks to follow. John always accompanies you and you are grateful for it, knowing that if any of the other men found out about your flirtation, George would have a hell of a lot to answer for.

You even sneak out to see him a few times, sharing kisses under the stars and taking strolls around the town. It’s not quite love, for you at least, not yet. But for the first time in your life you feel desired by a man who you desired, it was a powerful sort of feeling that made you feel dizzy and you couldn’t get enough of it. So, while it wasn’t love, you couldn’t help but think that one day it could be.

Another week passes and the gang does end up moving camp – but not so far that there is another town that is closer. You get the wagon ready for another supply run, you probably didn’t even need as much as you were bringing in, but no one seemed to complain, and the cons Hosea was running seemed to keep the income steady enough that you weren’t breaking the budget.

John sits under the shade of the tree as you finish up one or two things, having already done his part by saddling up the horses and putting some boxes in the back. You’re just finishing off checking a list from Bessie when Arthur shows his face, taking a glance at the wagon and a glance at a half-asleep John.

“Why don’t I come with you this time? I’ve hardly been to town yet and John’s so bored of it he’s falling asleep.” He looks at you with a strange look, eyes almost pleading, and you feel a stab of guilt.

While you hadn’t exactly been avoiding him, you hadn’t been spending any time with him either. George had, for lack of better words, messed with your head. Not that he was doing anything wrong, but as you spent more and more time with George you felt guilty about your feelings for Arthur. So you had spent less time with the latter, hoping to sort through your feelings and finally put your love for Arthur to bed.

You thought that you maybe had a handle on it, but as he looked at you with those soft blue eyes, you knew you were lying to yourself.

John glances up at you and you know that he’s willing to fight Arthur to go instead if you wanted him to. You were so glad for the bond you and John shared, it meant a lot to you, to have someone who understood you so well without having to explain too much.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You say and watch as John visibly relaxes back into his previous position. Arthur seems to let out a long breath and climbs up into to the wagon beside you, taking the reigns and guiding the horses onto the road ahead.

As you ride, you notice how Arthur shifts in his seat a little too much and you know him well enough that he wants to say something but just can’t get it out yet. You wait, because you know how pushing him can sometimes lead him to be short and you’d much rather avoid the argument if you can.

“So,” he begins after another few beats, eyes glancing at you from under his hat before flicking back to the road, “you been avoiding me or something? Have I done something idiotic and offended you without realising?”

The guilt rises up in you once more as you realised that while trying to sort through your feelings, you had somehow stopped being a good friend when Arthur still needed support. It weighs heavily on your chest and your skin feels hot as you think about just how shitty you’ve been to him lately. Even when he was with Mary, he had still made time for you.

“What? Of course not, you think I’d let you offend me and not tell you about it within five seconds? You’ve done nothing wrong.” You play it down a little, not wanting him to see just how guilty you felt because then he would know you had been spending less time with him for some reason.

“Well…” he shifts again, hands fiddling ever so slightly with the reigns as he gathers his next thought. “Why you been avoiding me then?”

“See Arthur the thing is –“ you were going to tell him the truth, but he looks at you fully now – not just peering out from his hand – expectant for some sort of answer from you. He looks so beautiful and you notice that he’s acting like his old self and it's been weeks since he’s been like this. Suddenly you can’t tell him, it feels like you’ve wronged him somehow, with your liking for George and the words die in your throat.

“I’m sorry Arthur, I’ve just been stuck in my own head. I’ll try be better.”

He accepts your answer with a small nod and you hate how easily you lied.

You gather the supplies pretty quickly and it goes a lot quicker as you are less likely to goof off with Arthur than you are with John. Arthur is also quite a bit stronger than John so the whole process of loading everything up seems to go a lot more smoothly too.

The ground is soft and muddy beneath you, a consequence of the rain the day before and you try in vain to tap some of the mud of your favourite boots on the wagon wheel. As you glance down, you notice how worn Arthur’s boots are and you softly sigh, shaking your head at him.

“What?” He asks, a soft chuckle escaping your lips as he waits for whatever you’re going to say.

You look down and he follows your gaze but doesn’t seem to catch your meaning before glancing back up at you with a small shrug. “Woman, we’ve been over this before – I ain’t no mind reader. You’re going to have to tell me what you’re thinking.”

You laugh at him, shaking your head once more. “When was the last time you bought new boots? Your toes are about five seconds away from poking through and getting muddy too. Go get yourself a new pair and I’ll guard the stuff while I wait.”

He looks like he’s about to argue, but another glance down at his boots seems to change his mind. “Alright,” he agrees, “but don’t think I’m doing it just because you told me to.”

You laugh at him again and watch as he trudges his way across the street. You were too engrossed in what Arthur was doing that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings and smacked right into someone’s chest.

That someone happened to be George, who steadied you before glancing down at you with a beaming smile. You hadn’t expected him to be in town, you had planned to see him tomorrow – it’s why you so easily agreed for Arthur to replace John on this trip.

“Hello,” he greets, bending down to place a kiss on your cheek before straightening back up to his full height. He takes a look at the wagon, more neatly packed than usual then looks at you with raised eyebrows, “John finally learn how to place the boxes in without throwing them?”

You shake your head, a smile tugging on your own lips, “you don’t think I can pack a wagon that neatly?”

You realise that you should be finding some way to get rid of him to save you having to explain Arthur. George didn’t know too much about your lifestyle and you didn’t want to scare him off just yet, but his hands felt warm around your waist, yet to be moved from when he steadied you and just this once you wanted to feel some normalcy.

George opens his mouth to answer but something over your shoulder makes him stop, you’re about to turn around and see what it was when you felt a hand on your shoulder tugging you backwards.

You find the newcomer to be Arthur, having returned from the store much sooner than you thought he would. He tugs you out of George’s embrace as well as taking a step forward so that he stands in-between you and George.

“Everything alright here?” His jaw is set and his gaze is trained on George, something almost dangerous in his eyes as he catches the other man glancing over his shoulder to you. It’s strange and you would almost guess that Arthur seems jealous, but that, that just seemed absurd. You had known Arthur for years, had pined for him for longer than you cared to admit – you would know if he had felt something for you. You were sure of it.

“Everything’s fine Arthur, lets just go.” You say, pulling on Arthur’s arm and nudging him towards the wagon. He waits, offering you hand onto the wagon as his glance remains fixed on George, as if daring him to say something or take a step closer.

He gets on the wagon himself in one swift movement, hands gripping the reins like a vice as he prompts the horses to move off. You glance behind you, watching a confused George be left in the dust, panic seizes your chest as you realise that you don’t want this wonderful man to think ill of you.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You yell back at him and it seems to snap him out of whatever trance he was in as he nods his confirmation.

“Tomorrow.”

Beside you in the seat you feel Arthur tense, nudging the horses to go faster as the wagon wheels out of town.

The sky above becomes grey and murky, looking like there’s going to be more rain. In the distance, there’s a low ripple of thunder. Seemed there was a storm coming.

[klutzdeluxe]

My Second Ritual - Omaha 11/6/2018

Okay. Finally, my second ritual. So it was over a month ago at this point, and I cannot believe I never put up my notes about it! It was amazeballs. Just as good as my first one in Kansas City! I met up with some super cool fans from a Facebook group beforehand and we got some supper. Some of us were VIP/photo op, so after we ate, we waited in line together. They helped me keep my sanity because I was absolutely FREAKING OUT about meeting the Cardinal. Thanks, guys! I’ve never met any sort of celebrity before. EVER.

~The moment I stepped through that curtain, I was a goner. I briefly made eye contact, felt my soul leave my body, and couldn’t look him in the face again. I shook his hand and he said, “Oh that’s quite the tight grip you’ve got!” or something along those lines. My brain short-circuits and I think I’m hurting him or some shit. I yelp, “I’m sorry!” and practically drop his hand. He wraps an arm around me and helps guide me to the photo spot because all I can do is mumble about never having done a photo op before and look at my feet. He holds me and we take the photo. I get my wits together enough to tell him, “Take care of yourself on the road!” and the Cardinal says he will and thanks me. I was so starstruck that I forgot to give my name, ask for a hug, or tell him basically anything I wanted to, so I was upset about it for a few days.

~In the end, the picture turned out decent, which is rare because I’m unphotogenic af. Plus I wrote him a card (with a cat on the front) with everything I wanted to say in it and was able to get it to another fan to give to him at their photo op. In that, I had some closure.

~We chatted with a few security guards before the show, and they really didn’t know anything about Ghost but seemed eager to learn about them. Later on, I saw the same guards bobbing their heads during the performance and taking a million pictures on their phones. It was great to see.

~To the ritual! I was third row in the orchestra pit, to my left, in which the seating was a bunch of folding chairs that would definitely not be staying in place. BOOM. Ended up right in Aether’s line of view this time. Eye contact immediately when the curtain went up during “Ashes.” Persisted throughout the whole night.

~For the record, if you’re toward the front during any show, it’s really not that hard to snag the attention of the band members. Especially if you’re a jumpy, bouncy bitch who sings along to everything like me. I was at it with my hands up the entire way through. INSTANTLY this was different than the Kansas City show. They sounded so fresh and ALIVE. You could tell they had the day off before.

~Periodically throughout the show, Aether would be jumping in time with my bunny-hopping, looking at me. It made me so freaking happy. What a goof!

~The Cardinal was annoyed about it being a Tuesday, so he made us pretend it was a Friday night instead.

~I think I got to hear him say, “For shits and giggles” at one point. I’ve never felt so blessed.

~I was one of the few belting out “Lord of silence/Desolated one/Vengeance is his” during the bridge of “Idolatrine.” Copia stared at me, gestured at me, and conducted my screechy singing.

~Waving my hands around, conducting the ghouls while they played “Devil Church” and getting various head tilts and “wtf” stares from them.

~At this point, I had been interacting with Aether from my spot quite a bit, so I cheered him on as loudly as I could during the pre-Cirice duel with Dewdrop. This time, he lost on trying to pick out A-ha’s “Take on Me.” For some stupid ass reason, my brain couldn’t figure out what the song was until I saw a video of it the next day.

~THE LITTLE GIRL GETTING CIRICED. I DIED. IT WAS SO PRECIOUS. We were all clapping so loudly for her. Also props to her for having the coolest dad in the world. I believe she did the photo op too.

~As “Cirice” ended, Aether pointed at me and attempted to throw me a guitar pick. He whiffed it, as it ended up in the hands of a man in front and to the right of me instead. Now, I missed his pick in Kansas City due to a similar circumstance, so I kind of just shrugged and pouted at him, and Aether shakes his head and throws his hands up in an apologetic gesture. I’m a bit sour about missing yet ANOTHER pick from him.

~Conducting the ghouls again during “Miasma” and just absolutely losing myself dancing to it, as you do. Aether was watching me dance. At this point, the chairs have really been moved around, in and out of the rows.

~Copia telling us to clap on the 2 and 4 of “Jigolo Har Megiddo.” The dude next to me sassed him saying, “So, 1 and 3?” very loudly. Copia stopped short and said, “NO! No, that’s stupid!”

~Copia conducting us during the vocalizing at the end of “Pro Memoria.” There’s nothing like it. It’s one of my favorite bits. Cue my screechy singing again in order to be loud.

~Dew didn’t come over to our side of the stage much but he did at some point and gave me a head tilt. I doubt he remembered me from KC. I’m kind of plain-looking.

~Swiss noticed me and started copying my dance moves during “Witch Image.” Just different ways of swaying and small hops.

~So it’s “Life Eternal” again and I’m crying. No meaningful interactions with the ghouls this time, BUT I got the smug satisfaction of seeing Dewdrop NOT interact with anyone during the song like he did with me in Kansas City. I’m horrible, sorryyyy. Chatted with some wonderful people around me during intermission.

~”Spirit” and “From the Pinnacle to the Pit” go by, and I’m getting real antsy about not still having a pick from Aether. I noticed that there is a wide open space (due to chairs being shifted and people not coming back from intermission) right in front of the stage, directly in front of Aether. “Majesty” starts up and I see that a few people have already jumped rows. I debated for a bit, looked security (who weren’t giving a rat’s ass), and climbed over seats to the open spot at the front. All of us in the VIP section paid the same price to be there, after all. Aether cocked his head at me, seeming surprised to see that I moved, and then just nodded.

~OMAHA, I’M SO PROUD OF YOU. We sang that chorus loud and proud during “Satan Prayer.” Copia was SO satisfied with us! Also his cape didn’t fasten properly so it was undone for most of the song; I nearly imploded. Also, several pairs of panties and maybe a bra were tossed onstage during this song. Copia picked up one pair and cracked a joke about, “Someone in the audience standing there bare-assed.” The other undergarments sat up there sadly, to be carried off by an unfortunate stage crewman when the song ended.

~Have I mentioned that ”Faith” is such a jam? I threw my neck out again. During the live performances, the Cardinal adds a growl during the intro that I can feel in my ass. Also Copia acts like he’s waving away a fart behind him during the “A fecal trail across the land” line. I died because it looked like he was sneaking away from cropdusting someone.

~Poor Dewdrop was so sick. During “He Is,” (I think), I saw him lift his mask a little and wipe his dripping snot on his sleeve. He went about it in a “Ewwww�� kind of way.

~At the end of that one, Aether ONCE MORE points at me and tosses me a pick. It hits my fingers and falls to the floor. I drop to my knees IMMEDIATELY and scramble to find it. I do fairly quickly, stand up, and kiss it, elatedly holding it above my head in victory. Aether pumps his fist in the air when he sees me waving it around. I tuck it into my bra because “Mummy Dust” is about to start and we’re going fucking crazy. Sadly, very few bills were dropped. I did have Copia thrusting like five feet from my face though. I am eternally grateful for that experience.

~After Aether was introduced during the break in “If You Have Ghosts,” I blew him a kiss, and he caught it and clapped his hand to the side of his face, acting all bashful and cute about it. HE’S SUCH A SWEETHEART.

~For some reason, I was thinking that this was the last song, despite having been to the KC ritual. So when they played “Dance Macabre,” I was thrilled there was still more to the show and boogied around like the idiot I am. That song makes me so happy. Again, Swiss starts imitating my dance movements, adding a little more shimmying around this time. All right. Boi’s got my attention now.

~I’m trying to get good photos of Swiss now, but Aether is pouting and keeps photobombing them whenever I point my phone in that direction, pointing at himself to redirect my focus back to him. I stuck my tongue out at him. Brat.

~Have I ever said how much I love “Square Hammer” live? FUCK. THE ENERGY. Due to it being the “last song,” I blow a kiss to Swiss when it’s all over and get one from him in return. I have perished and am very distracted for the rest of the evening.

~Copia changing his mind about pretending it’s a Friday and telling us, “It’s Tuesday. Go home!” And we boo.

~During his speech before “Monstrance Clock,” he again takes note of the little girl he sang to during Cirice and asks her how her evening was. He also substituted the word “organism” for “orgasm,” for her. Such a soft father.

~I am fully watching Swiss now and his “Monstrance Clock” hips now and GODDAMN HIM. He put me in heat with those moves, I swear. I was instantly a hot mess. I was transfixed and soooo mad that I hadn’t paid more attention to him sooner.

~There was a cute lil’ stuffed dragon sitting at the front of the stage during the song. I’m not sure if it got picked up or not.

~That moment when the lights come on at the end of “Monstrance Clock” and the stage is completely empty as the song fades out is the most HORRIBLE feeling. Because it’s over and the absence of the band members is so profound. “Monstrance Clock” still occasionally makes me sad.

~A few of us waited outside by the buses for the band to come out. IT WAS FREEZING OUT. I hate the Midwest. We didn’t see Tobias (I think they snuck him out the back to their hotel across the street) BUT we did see both Ghoulettes (THEY’RE SO BEAUTIFUL. QUEENS!) and Dewdrop (Per) walk out, along with another member I wasn’t too familiar with at the time, so that was pretty rad.

I know my summaries might come off as a little self-indulgent, but it’s how it happened in my mind. Plus everyone else’s are too. And honestly, my rituals are something I want to remember. Major kudos to the Omaha crowd. Best crowd I’ve seen at a show in a while.

[hello-justawriterofthings]

Art and Music - Part 3 ( Always ) - Steve Harrington

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This is the third and last installment of Art and Music, Thank you all so much if you've made it to this point. I'm sorry if it's Horrible. [ Warnings: Language, angst and Fluff ] Y/N = Your name, Y/L/N = Your last name. Enjoy <3

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It had been 2 weeks since the realization that Steve had moved on and now, I had to do the same. I didn't start pulling away from him right away, the first week I still saw him, was friendly towards him, supporting him at gigs. But, I was quieter, I didn't hang around as long as I did before. And in the second week, I was disappeared from Steve's life. Not returning messages at certain times, not being able to hangout. I avoided him in classes we had together and on campus. It may have been harsh, but I had to do it for me. I had to stop depending on Steve and start depending on myself. I needed to move on and in my mind, ignoring my feelings, ignoring Steve was what was right.

" I can't believe your just leaving... " Lily stated with a huff as I packed a duffel bag, I sighed " Lil, it's only for 2 weeks. I've been through a lot and need some time with my family ". " I understand that, but I'm selfish and don't want you to leave... I'm afraid you'll like is so much over there, you won't want to come back. I don't want to lose my best friend " she sighed sitting down on the bed, I chuckled " Well you don't have to worry about that, I love my family, but they drive me insane sometimes. I just need a breather ". She nodded while smiling, " And if you're that worried about it, come with me. See if your parents or someone can watch the pups... We can go to Disneyland while we're there " I stated with a smirk. " Really?... Don't tease me Y/N, you know how I feel about Disney " she stated with a serious look, I chuckled " I'm not kidding, my parents have enough room for the both of us. Let's make it a girls trip... But, with my family. So, Family Trip! ". She smiled widely while hopping off the bed, " I'm in! " she shouted running out of the room, shouting something about making plans for her animals. I sighed deeply while shaking my head, this trip just got a bit more exciting.

Hours later we were at the airport, waiting to board the plane. Steve suddenly started calling me, either because he knew I was leaving or was annoyed I wasn't at his gig last night. " Are you going to answer him? " Lily questioned, I shook my head no. " Really Y/N, first you left him because he wasn't supporting you and you were afraid he was going to break up with you when he got big. Then you were crazy enough to become friends with your ex, and now you realize that you have feelings for him still and want to be in a relationship again, even though he's ass... Now, you're back to ignoring him? " Lily stated out of breath, " I can't keep up with you sometimes, I feel like I'm living in a soap opera ". I sighed deeply " I want him in my life, but he's moved on... So, I'm ignoring him until we get to Florida. Then, I'll send him a message, I need a moment away to think about things... ", " I understand, you still confuse me, but I get it... And I support you " she stated with a smile. Not long after we headed onto the plane, for the flight from ( Your State ) to Florida [ Sorry, if you already live in Florida ]. Lily and I talked, slept and goofed around. Finally we reached Orlando Florida, the vibe was different, the air was lighter, the humid was a killer, but I felt better already. My parents were waiting for us at the pickup area, holding a giant neon sign. I rolled my eyes, but then saw my two younger brothers, Justin 10 and Axel 3. I jogged towards them hugging Justin tightly first, then took Axel from my mom. " I missed you boys so much! " I stated with a smile as Lily gave my parents Attention, " You just saw us last night on Skype " Justin chuckled which also made Axel laugh. I smiled at the two, before following my parents out to their car. As soon as we were all packed into the vehicle, I turned my phone back on. Nothing from Steve came, it was silent.

40 minutes and we finally pulled up to my parents house, it wasn't my childhood home, they moved into this luxurious home to raise Justin and Axel. " Wow... " Lily gasped, " I didn't know you were rich ". I rolled my eyes as we got out of the car " I'm not, my parents are ", Lily scoffed " You still have money... Do I get my own room? Is there a pool?... Oh my god, you have your own private beach! ", I chuckled while shaking my head. Both of my mom and dad helped us with our luggage, I pulled Axel out of his car seat, so my hands were full. " Can you guys adopt me? " I heard Lily ask my mom as she followed them into the house, " Your friend is a little crazy " Justin stated, all I could do was nod in return. We then walked into the house, my mom had told me to put Axel down for a nap. So, I took him up to his room. When I put him in his little bed, he looked at me worried " Y/N... ". " Don't worry bud, I'll be here when you wake up " I smiled pressing a kiss to his forehead and then exiting the room, walking down the hall to the guest bedroom. " Holy shit Y/N, look at this room! I feel like in a swanky hotel " Lily exclaimed as she sprawled out on the bed, I chuckled making my way towards the other bed. " I can't believe you've been keeping this from me, your best friend... Did Steve know about this? " she the asked, I nodded " He's been here a few times ". " Speaking of Steve, you need to tell him your not around right now. He's starting to bother me now and I don't want to get in between you too " she groaned looking at her phone, I nodded pulling my phone out and send Steve a text. - Sorry, I've been not been around recently. I traveled to Florida with Lily to me with Family. Talk to you soon - I hit send, letting out a deep sigh, but did not get a response from Steve.

The following day, Lily and I woke up at the crack of dawn, along with my parents and the boys. Today was going to be a Disney Day and we were all excited, especially Lily. We all rode together, but Because Lily and I were impatient, we separated and did our won thing, agreeing to meet up at the end of the day to watch the fireworks together. We ate, spent so much money... Screamed a lot on the rides and just had an amazing time together. Halfway through the day I noticed that Lily kept checking her phone, " Who are you texting? " I asked as we both sat on a bench, munching on a prezal. " No one, Nobody... Just my dog watcher, everyone's good " she stated nervously, pushing her phone into her purse. I raised my eyebrow at her, " What should we do next? It's only 4pm, we still have hours before we have to meet your parents " Lily then sighed. I shrugged still suspicious, " It's your Disney trip, you choose " I stated. She smiled widely before pulling me up and then dragging me towards Fantasyland, Oh boy here we go again.

The next day, I woke up roughly, forgetting where i was. Last night, once we got home and my family went to bed, Lily and I broke out a bottle of wine, i drank most of it. I had a migraine and felt horrible. I groaned deeply before throwing the covers off of my body and made my way into the bathroom, once I was finished, I walked back into the guest room. Lily was up and out of bed, probably trying to convince my parents to adopt her. I sighed deeply as I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where breakfast was waiting. A few hours later, Lily and I were laying out by the pool. I still felt like my heart was in my head, so today was going to be a lazy day. A cab pulled up in front of the house and because the pool was more on the side, we were able to see it. I looked over at Lily's confused, she only shrugged, but I was shocked when I saw who stepped out of the car. I glared at Lily because I knew this was her doing, she got up quick and dashed into the house as Steve approached me. " Hey... " he stated with a small smile, " What are you doing here Steve? " I questioned with a sigh. He dropped his duffel bag and sighed deeply, " Lily asked me to come, apparently we need to talk things over " he stated. " There's not much to talk about, I came here to get away and relax, clearly I'm not getting that anymore " I groaned deeply, he sat down in the lawn chair next to mine " So, you came here to get away from me? ". " I came out here to get away from everything! School, You, the fact that I no longer can paint, Everything! " I stated loudly, " I thought we were okay though, we were getting along fine as friends " he sighed deeply while running his hand through his hair. " Well, you thought wrong... " I muttered quietly, but the look on his face told me he heard me too. He sighed deeply " Lily told me you still had feelings for me, that you wanted to try out a relationship again... Why didn't you tell me that, you just ran away ", I groaned deeply while standing up and grabbing my towel " I'm not talking about this ". I started walking away from him, but Steve grabbed my arm. " Don't walk away from me " he stated, " What do you want me to say?! That I still love you, How can I not? Do I want to try a relationship with you again, Yes! But, that's to bad. You moved on and I've accepted that, that's why I left, to move on from you! " I exclaimed as I started walking away from him again. " Would you stop walking away! " he shouted grabbing my arm again, " What do you mean I've moved on? ". " I saw you! That day you invited me to Jazz's place for Lunch, you told me that it was going to be just you and I, but you had another girl with you!... " I stated with a sigh, he looked at me confused " The day you cancelled? ". I nodded " I was on my way, I was in a cab. I saw you sitting on the bench in front of Jazz's place, with a red head. You looked happy and I am happy for you, but I had to separate myself from you, because the more I'm around you, the more my feelings grow. I just want you to be happy ", he sighed deeply before grabbing my face and planting a deep kiss on my lips. At first, I was shocked and let it happen. But then, reality hit and I pushed him away. " No! This... That can't happen! I'm not a homewrecker, you're seeing someone and I will not be a side chick " I shouted, Steve chuckled " You're an idiot ". I scoffed " Am not ", he then smirked " You are, because I'm not seeing anyone. I've been waiting for you, I only want to be with you ". " But... Who was that girl and Why were your hands all over her? " I questioned with an eyebrow raised, " She works at the recording studio we've been in, she's the secretary of the music producer we've been working with. I didn't invite her that day, she saw me waiting on the bench and had some good news for me, that's why I was so happy " he stated with a smile. I looked at him confused " Wait, I didn't know that... ", he chuckled again pulling me into a hug " Our communication has always been shit, I was going to tell you later that week, but you were distant and now I know why ". I sighed deeply " Well, now I feel like an idiot " , Steve chuckled hugging me tighter. " Y/N!! Dinners ready, let that boy put his stuff away and get comfortable " My mom shouted with a smile, " Did she know you were coming? " I asked him.  " It's... Possible " Steve smirked causing me to roll my eyes, it seemed everyone knew about this encounter, but me. Hours later, Steve and I were in the living room alone. Mom, Dad and Lily took the boys out for ice cream, leaving Steve and I alone. Of course my mom left muttering to me " Fix this between him and don't ruin it again ", she always did like Steve, sometimes even more than me, she already referred to him as her son in law. I made us two cups of coffee, then we sat on the couch and talk. " We really have a chat about our relationship, because Lily told me everything. I want to try again, I've always wanted to be with you.... Ever since  you ran into me in the hallway, maybe even a little before then. Truth is I saw you coming that day, struggling to carry things and I ran into you on purpose. I wanted to talk to you because I had a thing for you. I still have that guitar because it's special to me, it was the start of us. I know I fucked up and didn't support you, I let my career get in the way of our relationship, but if you'll give me another chance, I'll make up everything eventually " he stated with a sigh, I thought about it for  a few moments before answering. " Okay " I stated, he furrowed his brows " Okay...? I just poured my heart out to you and all you can come up with is an okay? ". I smirked " Uhh, Okay ", he glared at me playfully " You think you're cute don't you? ". I smiled while nodding, he chuckled pulling me closer to him. " So, are we going to try this again? " he then asked, I nodded " Yeah, why not... I miss it... Us ". He smiled widely before, pulling me into a kiss, sealing the deal.  

That night, 4:30 am. I was sitting up in bed, sketchbook on my lap, side table lamp on.  Steve was in the other quest bedroom, even though we decided to get back together, we thought since we were in my parents house, to sleep separately while we were here. I had a sudden spark of something, I needed to sketch it out... When I was finished with it, I realized I had just drawn Steve's portrait. And that's when I realized, whether I liked it our not, Steve made my artwork better. He was  the source of my inspiration and he made me better. It may be tough, with Steve's rising fame and my struggling art career, but I knew we could make it though this hurdle in our lives and move on to bigger, better things. We would start to Love each other as we once did. So, what were the next steps in our relationship? Who knows, but as long as we had each other, Nothing else mattered. - End.

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Hey guys, Thank you so much for Reading! I'm sorry if this isn't the best, or you were expecting a different ending. I tend to think I write Part 1 the best and the next few parts are questionable.  But, Thank you if you did enjoy. You're all amazing, If anyone has any requests, I do take them. Once more, Thank you so Much <3<3