#THATS HOW MUCH I SPENT ON TICKETS

[dizzydaikon]

After the 2nd sketch i had entirely forgotten how to draw him (unseen many mirage references)

[predictive-plagiarism]

am I insane? this this why people say wlw are too intense

[s0urw00lf]

I miss you I’m sorry

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x reader

Warnings: angst, crying, heartache, heartbreak the whole nine yards

An: jeez this was a crazy write. I’m very proud of it though. Please i love this i can’t believe i wrote it.

Off and on. Thats the best way to describe what you and rafe were. You get together, act like idiots in love, then everything changes and you’re each others biggest enemy. But it wasn’t really true. You and rafe were idiots in love. Just not the romantic kind.

Thats what made you write it, you hadn’t expected it to become as big as it did. It almost scared you how scared you were of him hearing it. And he hadn’t until toppers girlfriend kept playing a live concert you did, and rafe knew immediately. He knew your voice like it belonged to him.

“Who is that?” He asked her, she was confused as he’d never went out of his way to start a conversation with her. “Uh- y/n l/n” she said. When your name slipped past her lips Rafe’s heart almost stopped.

Thats how he found himself down a rabbit hole on your music. Every song on your album made was about him and he knew it. But the one that stuck out the most was ‘I miss you im sorry’. Rafe knew the two of you were toxic there was no other word for it but you were so you and he was him and you mended so perfectly together until you didn’t.

He knew it was stupid. The dumbest thing he could’ve done but he couldn’t help himself. He needed to see you, to hear you at least one last time. He bought a ticket to your concert in Austin and he flew out the next day.

He was in the very front row, the closest to the stage. He knew you’d see him and he didn’t know if that’s what he wanted or needed.

When you arrived on the stage the crowd went wild, and you looked like heaven, your long sparkly dress complemented your glistening skin perfectly.

Rafe could’ve died and went to heaven right then and there, the smile you wore on your face you would’ve never guessed you spent so many nights crying on the floor of your old shared apartment because of him.

“Hey guys” you greeted, the crowd cheered loudly. “Thank you so much for coming out to my show. This album means the world to me and im so thankful so many people connected with it as much as i did” you say with a sincere smile. Rafe felt his chest tighten, he almost couldn’t believe he was seeing you again.

“I wrote this album after my first ever relationship, i was so in love with this guy, he meant the world to me but we weren’t good for each other and we just couldn’t accept that until we both walked away with more damage than we walked in with” you explained walking across the stage the train of your dress trailing behind you. “I haven’t spoken to him since, and im not even sure he knows where i am today but i hope he’s doing well. Anyway, let’s get this party started shall we” you say with a huge smile.

You preformed beautifully, every song was sang to perfection and rafe almost forgot the main reason he was here. That was until he saw you sit down at the piano, not even ten feet from you.

You set the mic on the stand in front of you “now this song, this holds a special place in my heart so i hope you enjoy.” You say. You took a deep breath feeling nervous. Somehow you had a feeling he was there.

Maybe it was the familiarity of his presence or the weight of his gaze. You’d felt it the whole performance and you tried to brush it off, but with this song you couldn’t because it held so much emotion that you didn’t let him see and now there was a possibility that he was here seeing you sing it raw and live.

You let out a deep breath and started playing the chords, swallowing the lump in your throat.

Do you remember happpy together?

I do, dont you?

Then all of a sudden, your sick to your stomach

Is that still true

You looked into the crowd. And like a moth to a flame your eyes landed on him and you visibly faltered. You recovered quickly but your heart hadn’t. He was here, watching you, so intently as if really seeing you for the first time.

You said forever in the end i fought it

Please be honest are we better for it

Thought you’d hate me but instead you called and,

Said “i miss you” i caught it.

Rafe knew exactly what you were taking about. Every time you’d break up he’d text no more than a month later claiming to had missed you, and every time you fell back into his arms after spending a month not knowing wether or not you made the mistake of not fighting when rafe asked for a breakup.

Good to each other, give it the summer

I knew, you too

But i only saw you, once in December

I’m still confused

You spent days begging for rafe to give you even a fraction of his attention and the most you got was the day together on Christmas, but that day meant the world to you and rafe had no idea just how much you cherished that memory. For some reason tears filled your eyes and you made eye contact with him again. Pouring all of the hurt, and love you had for him out.

You’d performed this song many times but this was the first time you felt like the weight and emotion the song holds was actually getting off of your chest.. rafe knew, he knew he’d damaged you and he couldn’t help the tears that filled his eyes as well.

You said “forever” and i almost bought it

I miss fighting I your old apartment

Breaking dished when your disappointed

I love you, i promise

The words kicked him right in the chest depriving him of air, and he didn’t even fight it, he couldn’t bring himself to care, in this moment the crowd was drowned out. It was only you and him and nothing else mattered.

Every word that spews from your lips you meant still even in this moment. Because even after all this time, you spent apart, even after every argument you had, every screaming match, you knew rafe was just broken and wouldn’t accept the love you had to offer, and you prayed every time that he would. But he never did.

Nothing happened in the way i wanted

Every corner of this house is haunted

And i know you said that were not talking

But i miss you, im sorry

Tears were now freely flowing down the both of your faces, and you sang the song more raw than you ever had before. Letting out all the emotions you’d held back because he needed to know. You didn’t hate him no you could never. But he’d broken you and you had to put the pieces back together.

I dont wanna go, think ill make it worse

Everything i know brings me back to us

I dont wanna go we’ve been here before

Everywhere i go leads me back to you

You broke down crying at this point. Your voice was severing and the crowd had gotten louder, seemingly noticing your state. But you didn’t focus on them, just him. Just rafe. Your rafe.

You said forever and i almost bought it

I dont wanna go think ill make it worse

I miss fighting in you old apartment

Everything I know brings me back to us

Rafe usually felt nothing after hurting a girl. They never had any long lasting effect on him, but you did and he hated it. He hated how much control you had over him. He hated how he’d do anything for you, but he didn’t hate you for it. He couldn’t his heart belonged to you and it held no negative emotion towards you. He couldn’t stay away from you. And he didn’t want to.

Breaking dishes when you're disappointed

I don't wanna go, we've been here before

I still love you, I promise

But he had to. He had to let you go because he could see how much you were breaking and he was the cause of it. So he did. He let you go and never looked back. Not because he didn’t want you but because he couldn’t.

You were like a drug that he couldn’t stay away from. He was addicted to you in every sense of the word. He couldn’t give himself the freedom to still keep up with you and your socials because he’d reel you back in and that just wasn’t something he allowed himself to do.

Everywhere I go leads me back to you (Nothing happened in the way I wanted)

I don't wanna go, think I'll make it worse (Every corner of this house is haunted)

Everything I know brings me back to us (And I know you said that we're not talking)

I don't wanna go, we've been here before (But I miss you)

You sang over your backing vocals, thankful for them at this moment you weren’t sure how much longer you could sing before completely breaking.

Everywhere I go leads me back to you

I don’t wanna go think ill make it worse

Everything i know brings me back to us

I don’t wanna go we’ve been here before

Everywhere i go leads me back to you

The song ends and the stadium is silent, before it erupts into cheers. You look around in surprise. The crowd has never been that loud before and you almost forget about rafes gaze burning into you.

When the cheers die down you give a nervous laugh “that was… a lot right guys?” You said with a shaky voice, noticing multiple people in the crows was crying too. The crowd cheered ‘yeahs’ and you sigh “i know, uh anyway, thank you guys again for coming out to see me today. I love each and every one of you and until next time” you said, giving a bow. Walking off stage as the crowd cheered.

You went straight for your dressing room, not stopping for anyone in between. You couldn’t believe rafe had been here, and you broke down crying in front of him and thousands of people.

You paced around your room for minutes until you heard a knock on your door, you sighed moving to open it, seeing your manager who held a guilty look. “I’m sorry” he said, before stepping away.

Before you could even realize rafe was standing right in front of you. Eyes red and even more handsome than you remembered. His hair was buzzed , something you hadn’t noticed when he was standing in the crowd, but it suited him more than the middle part hairstyle couldn’t care to change when you were together. He was also noticeably bigger, more muscular.

Seeing him so up close was odd. You weren’t sure how you felt looking up into his reddened green eyes.

“Hey” he said cautiously.

“Hey” you replied, voice quiet and hoarse.

Neither of you said anything you just rushed into a hug. Holding each other like the other person might melt away in their hold.

“I miss you” you whispered tears flowing again

“I’m sorry” he apologized into your hair.

[takusan-no-ai]

Our Rising Star is the Mask We Wear

PAIRING: Astra x Male Reader (Platonic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: (Y/N), Phaethon’s youngest brother, isn’t a fan of Astra’s music.

After you found out your older sister and brother were not only proxies, but THE Phaethon, your distance became very apparent. You didn’t spend as much time with them anymore, nor did you continue to pretend to have the same interests; before you would pretend to be somewhat intrigued, but now there just seemed to be no point to that.

The same could be said when your sister and brother kept begging Fairy to buy them Astra Yao tickets. You didn’t hold much of an interest in her, heck you outright disliked her music. Much to the chagrin of Wise and Belle. For the most part you just minded your own business, happy to fade even more into the background. Sadly, a chaotic fried rice decided to befriend your siblings.

That is to say that Astra found herself a lovely little hideout whenever she wanted to just run away. Belle and Wise were overjoyed to say the least. But for how happy Astra was to befriend them, she was saddened by your apparent apathy towards her, among other things.

So Astra made it her mission to put a smile on your face. From finding out your interests to building a bond, she wasn’t going to give up until you would proudly say, “Yeah, I know Astra Yao. She’s my friend.” But like a shooting star, your presence was there one moment and then gone the next for hours, sometimes days, on end.

“Oh, (Y/N)! There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.” Astra had strode up to him, a skip in her step, with no apparent intention of leaving. His room quickly became her new hangout spot; she had already made herself comfortable on his bed. (Y/N), sitting at his desk with his headphones on, sighed.

He paused the song, turning around to look at her. “Wise and Belle aren’t here right now.”

Astra pouted. “I’m not here for them! You know why I’m here—now don’t be shy~ let’s hang out!” She said while hugging his spider pillow. (Y/N) finally got up and sat down next to Astra, flopping over on his bed. He curled halfway into the fetal position, eyes staring off into the distance.

“Do you ever feel like the people you love hide secrets from you?” He asked her.

Astra’s smile faded, her face becoming more pensive. She shifted over towards (Y/N), now lying face to face with him. “Yes. And I know what her secret is.”

“So do I. But it hurts, doesn’t it? Why keep such a secret? Where was the trust?”

Astra pondered for a moment before smiling. “I’m not sure what your situation is but…I know I can trust her. Thats why it didn’t bother me. And even if she never trusted me, I’d be happy. Because the moments that we spent were…,”

“Astra-nomical?” (Y/N) jested, a small smirk finally having lifted on his face. Astra nodded in agreement. “I can’t say that I agree with that, but I’m glad that I can confirm this at least.” Astra looked at him quizzically.

“Confirm what?”

“That you’re genuine. To be honest Astra, I don’t personally like your music. And I’m always suspicious of celebrities. So I’m happy to know that your personality isn’t a facade.” He stood up and went to his personal computer. “I may have my…issues with Belle and Wise, but I still don’t want to lose them; they’re the only family I have left.”

Astra, now standing up, hugged (Y/N). “This got a little too serious so let’s change the subject. What kind of music do you like?” She watched him with starry eyes.

“I like rock music. A lot.” He answered plainly.

“Ooh! That makes sense. Perhaps I’ll sing a rock song; then you’ll surely be an Astra Yao fan!” She giggled to herself.

(Y/N) looked at her confused. “Ignoring the part about you singing rock…what makes sense? About me liking rock?”

“You’re just really emo, so it makes sense!”

“???”

- Fin

[creepygirlcemetery]

˚　i'll burn your name into my throat ♡ i'll be the fire that catches you : ticci toby x reader

warnings  𓂅 fluff, confession, best friends to lovers, sorta cliff hanger kinda? ┊an : im gonna shart this is my 3rd time trying to upload this wtf ... reblogs are appreciated !

"psst toby" you whispered, turning to the boy next to you, the lesson being too boring for you to bother paying attention to. your best friend, toby, turned his head, looking at you in confusion. "i got you something. you then pulled out two concert tickets you had been keeping in the back of your notebook.

"are those for me? he asked you, raising an eyebrow. you excitedly nodded your head. "i know how much you love this band. i managed to get tickets last minute." you explained, handing him one of the tickets.

his heart skipped a beat, this was one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for him. he took the ticket in his hand, a small vet excited smile forming on his face.

"i bought two so i can come with you.. but if you dont want me to thats okay i understa-!" "i want you to come" he said softly, cutting you off. you spent the rest of the class period talking about how you were going to go about the concert. you two agreed he'd pick you up, since he had a car, and he'd drive the both of you to and from the concert.

⌒⌒

"i can adjust the seat for you if you want" he muttered. it was late, you had just gotten back to the car. your feet were killing you and it felt like you could fall asleep at any moment. you sat in the passenger seat. trying to get into a comfortable position.

"yes please" you replied. he reached over, whispering a little apology when he felt as though his arm was putting pressure on your stomach. he adjusted the seat so you could lay down and get some rest on the car ride home.

it was quiet, but in a comforting way. you were the only person who liked to hang out with toby. he never understood why you'd make an effort to talk to him, be kind to him, or stick up for him, but loved you and he never could have traded it for the world. so while you slept peacefully in his passenger seat, after bringing him to a concert he couldve only wished to go to, he accepted that things happen and sometimes you dont need to understand why.

he gently tapped you awake after parking in a random spot in your condo's parking lot. "we're here" he told you softly. you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. tiredly getting up and putting the seat back in its original position. "thanks for the ride toby" you mumbled, picking up your bag from the passenger floor. he replied with a "no problem" as you unbuckled the seat belt and reached for the car door.

"you okay?" he asked. you couldnt get yourself to open the door. you turned to him, a soft blush tinting your cheeks and nose bridge. maybe it was time for toby to understand. maybe it was time for him to understand why you were always the first to stick up for him, to be there for him with open arms, to treat him kindly, to love him. "tobias, i'm inlove with you"

[pandorasfavorite]

STOP OMG HI, yk the promo the tjd had with Santos and this new group or whatever. N how Dom didn't tell the judgement day , can the reader also be in there and jd doesn't have to exist that's up to you but can you do something like the reader notices how the girl with the pony tail i think her name was elektra lopez but like she was flirting with dominik right infront of the reader and the reader gets jealous and ignores dom the whole night? YOU CAN MAKE UP THE REST BUT THATS ALL TYY I LOVE YOUR WORK BTWW

Petty Antics

AN: Am I the only one who hates re-reading my work for mistakes? It makes me want to propel off of a bridge or sum. Thank you for loving my work- I love you 🩷.

“Hey! What’s up guys!”, Dominik throws his hands up and smiles when they walk in. Santos greets Dominik while everyone stands back and watches with overflowing confusion. You most of all. When he pulls back you smack him on the chest and scold him, “You didn't tell us we had company”. Everyone else nods and Rhea glares at Santos's group. While you are staring at this new group of people (that only Dominik knew), Damian pulls him to the side by the arm. However when you see the angry look and a vein popping out on Damian’s forehead; you start to watch more closely. You really hated the hard grip he had on Dominik’s arm out of the whole situation so far. It’s clear Dominik was embarrassed to be confronted in front of his friends and nervous by the encounter. So when he walked back over with a jittery look you couldn’t help but put a comforting hand on his arm. “You’ve done it now”, Rhea also scolds him. 

Dominik looks at you, “Mami, can you talk to Priest? Tell him not to get so mad?”, he asks and rocks on his feet nervously. You bite your lip and consider how you would talk to him, but you know it would come better out of Rhea’s mouth. You turn to look at her with an exhausted expression, “Could you?”. Her shoulders drop a bit but she agrees anyway and she talks to Dom again, “We need to get this communication back under control”. She reminded him with no room for argument. Quite frankly you had to agree with her, out of everyone you thought Dominik would tell you. After all, you were his soon-to-be wife, and keeping secrets was a quick ticket to trouble. Now it was your turn to reprimand him, “Communicate okay? Now deal with your friends”. 

He rubbed a hand over his mouth while you sternly spoke to him. He hated it when you were mad at him with a burning passion. It was one of the worst things he had to endure. “Everyone! Meet Judgment Day! Mami, Rhea, Finn, JD”, you glare at the group; not hiding your dislike. You cross your arms and stay closed off much like the rest of the group. From beside you, Rhea is in her own world as you were, until a hand reaches out to touch you. You smack the guy's hand away, “Don’t touch me” you grit. When you said that Dominik’s smile dropped and he looked at the guy, ‘hey hey’ he peered through him. The same guy put his hands up and smiled at you and Dominik both. At that, Dominik lightened up again but you refused. At this point, you thought nothing could make this situation worse. 

From that point on Dominik spent his time trying to entertain his friends while you stood beside Rhea and Finn to the side of you. Of course, JD lingered in the back not saying a word; just as you liked it. You found solace in standing beside your friends without looking at your Finance spend his time with people he barely knew. But when Rhea whispered in your ear to “look up”, you could’ve burst into flames. Elektra or whoever the fucks she was reached out and touched Dominik’s hair. In other words, she was trying to take your man on how he looked. Dominik’s nose scrunched up at the interaction and just stepped back not paying much attention to it after that. He moved away from her and tried to continue what he was doing. What you would’ve preferred was for him to call you over; especially considering the fact you were 10 feet away. Then not even 2 minutes after he shifted away from her she was reaching out to trace the tattoos on his arm. 

This had to be a joke; like someone had to be playing a prank on you for this to actually be happening. Now you personally wouldn’t consider yourself a jealous person; others happen to disagree. But only yours and Dominik’s opinion matters really. And when Dominik agreed that you were a jealous person; you had tried to dial it back for his sake. Though bitches stay pissing you off. Some things are so clearly flirtatious and should not be said. Originally you had believed that every woman had a good sense of right and wrong, but this girl Elektra didn’t seem to understand. And on that note, no matter how dramatic it may have been; you took Rhea’s hand and stormed out of the room together. You slammed the door to the point it rattled on the hinges. 

From inside the room, everyone’s eyes went dime-size, and Dominik whipped his head around to find you. Only for the realization to dawn on him that you were the one who left in a hurry. He sputtered out an excuse to leave quickly and threw open the door to follow after you. You had just made it around the corner of the long hallway, when you hear Dominik yelling after you. Rhea turns to you with wide eyes, “What are you gonna do?” she says in a hushed whisper. You cross your arms and stick your chin up, “Be petty and ignore him”. You hear his yells get closer and your exposure drops. Dominik skids around the corner and sighs a breath of relief when he sees you. He jogs up to you and spins you around by the waist to face him, you have to fight the urge to smile on instinct. “Why’d you leave?”, he commented and looked down at your angry face. 

You push his hands off of you, only to turn to Rhea and whisper in her ear. She raises her eyebrows at you but you return with a stern look. She then echoed what you said to her, to Dominik; “She said that she isn't talking to you”. Rhea was quick to turn around and walk away from you both. When she turned around Dominik put his hands around the sides of your stomach. “Mami”, he drawled and kissed your cheek sweetly. You turned away from the kiss and averted your gaze. Dominik was already getting so desperate for your attention. He tries to kiss your cheek but his lips chase after you when you move away. Now Dominik is practically pouting when he follows after you down the hallway and back into the very room you stormed out of. 

There everyone was sitting down and waiting for the group appearance in 2 hours. Normally the waiting game was already boring as is. But for Dominik, it felt like hell. When he’d sit beside you, you’d scooch away and smack his hands away when he tried to touch you. Committed to the end. He stared at you with crossed arms and listened to you talk to Finn with no issues. He was jealous of everyone else you talked to. Finn walked away to play darts with Finn and instantly Dominik was pressed against your side, whispering in your ear. “If you talk to me, we can go into the bathroom”, he said and you could practically feel his smirk against the side of your face. You turned to look at him with a sharp glare, only to turn away from him again with no words. He sunk into the couch with a groan, it was giving toddler. 

When it came time to go out into the stadium, Dominik pulled you to the side in the hallway on the way there. “Princesa, talk to me”, he murmured as he kissed the side of your neck. You pushed him back by the head and his shoulders dropped. Before you could turn around he pulled you back to him, “Baby what did I do?” he breathed. Only to be ignored once again. It could probably be read on Dominik’s face how annoyed and frustrated he was getting. He was used to talking and hugging you anytime you had been around. But all his questions were answered when a clip from earlier came up on the big screen. They aired your pissed-off expression while he was paying attention to Santo’s group. The light switch went off in his head when he looked over to you and the disgusted look on your face at rewatching it. 

Therefore when you all walked back and out of the eyes of thousands, he really gave you no choice when it came to pulling you into an empty room. He took you into the room and closed the door. Then instantly took your hands in his, and sunk to his knees in front of you. He looked up at you and began to apologize, “I’m sorry mami. I should’ve kicked them all out when she did that, but I was trying to make a connection for The Judgment Day. That’s no excuse though, I’ll do better. You’re my one and only mi amor” he enunciated. The apology was perfect, he knew what he did wrong and him being on his knees surely did help. You stay quiet for a minute and Dominik’s face drops, “Mami you're killing me here” he murmured and put his head on your thighs. You put your hand in his hair so he would look up, “I think that was the best apology yet” you remark with a smile. He pops up off the floor and kisses you to make up for all the ones you had ignored. 

[kings-highway]

this has been in my drafts since April and I cant remember if I'd just planned to go back to it and add more or smth but thats never gonna happen so

Asanoya traveling the world together headcanons:

- Nishinoya is about 90% in charge of their destinations but Asahi books flights/train tickets because Noya gets overwhelmed at all the options and half the time books something that drops off nowhere near their destination

- While Noya tends to be more social and will strike up a conversation with everyone they meet to learn their life story, Asahi is usually people's favourite and he'll get invited to dinners and events like 20 seconds after meeting someone because they just think he's "such a nice guy". Noya can't leave him alone without some local trying to take him away to give him a private tour of whatever site they're at

- Asahi loses weight while traveling because he is not food-adventerous at all and struggles to appreciate local cuisine or customs when it comes to eating unfamiliar products. Noya worries about this so much that it almost ruins the trip for him in particularly off-the-grid locations, because Asahi would never dare complain out loud and Noya has missed the fact that he hasn't eaten properly in a few days before. He is so unbelievably guilt ridden over this that he's started keeping a stash of protein bars and other dense snacks as a mandatory pre-trip checkbox.

- Noya is really good at picking up beginner-level language skills so he gets pretty good at navigating wherever they go. Asahi has never successfully learned another language beyond "hello," "thank you," and "sorry."

- Although they like the luxury of a nice hotel on occassion, they both really enjoy staying in hostels and getting to meet other travelers. It gives them ideas for their next destination.

- They end up in Brazil one summer and follow a goddamn easter egg hunt about a beach volleyball legend only to finally solve it and find Hinata just standing there waving excitedly. Honestly in hindsight they should have seen the signs. Hinata is very excited to show them how to play and then is absolutely shocked to see them absolutely nail the first point without issues. "Oh, I guess we didn't mention, we spent a few months in Portugal and learned it there."

- They bump into a lot of the other globetrotting characters. They're especially fond of the chocolate shop Tendou apprentices at, but had to learn his schedule to go in to avoid running into him because he scares them still.

- Whenever they return to Japan to connect with all their old friends they end up doing like a 2h ted talk going through all their stories and best moments.

- Asahi is the first to "retire" the traveling bc he gets a hoity job at a design company and needs to be able to work consistently. Noya insists he could probably design shirts from a beach but to each their own.

[pablitosgf]

𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 ! — jb05

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! — jude bellingham x fem!reader

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 ! — in which you surprise jude with a special vacation.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ! — nothing!!

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ! — this has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHS! even before i posted on this blog. so i hope y'all love it. btw i wrote this before he turned to the big 20 thats why it says 19. <3

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓 ! — writing

As you sat in your office chair, you couldn't help but smile as you thought about your anniversary with Jude. You had met him back in grade 11, and now he was a professional football player while you were studying to become a pediatrician one day. You had always wanted to have children, but of course, not at the moment. You and Jude were only 19 and had graduated high school a year ago. However, you had it all planned out – from engagement to marriage, pregnancy, and kids – for the future.

But for now, you needed to focus on finding the perfect anniversary gift for your beloved boyfriend of four years. You didn't want to give him something too basic, but you knew that he had always wanted to visit the Bahamas. Unfortunately, with his hectic schedule, there had never been a good time to make the trip. As you brainstormed ideas, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the time you had spent with Jude so far and excited for all the adventures that lay ahead for the two of you.

"That's it!" you exclaimed, a grin spreading across your face. "I'll surprise him with plane tickets for a week in the Bahamas. He has the whole next week off, so it's perfect timing." You couldn't wait to see the look on Jude's face when you told him.

With the apartment to yourself for a few hours due to his training, you quickly went to your laptop and booked a flight from Dortmund to the Bahamas. As you clicked "confirm" on the booking page, your heart raced with excitement. You knew that this trip would be a lifetime experience for the both of you, and you couldn't wait to share it with Jude.

After printing out the tickets, you headed to the store to pick up a fancy box and some accessories to go with it. As you were putting the finishing touches on your surprise, you heard the doorbell ring. Your heart racing with excitement, you ran to the door to greet Jude.

"Baby, you're finally here!" you exclaimed, barely containing your excitement. "I know we were supposed to exchange presents after our date, but I just can't wait any longer."

Jude raised his eyebrows, intrigued by your eagerness. "I can't wait to see what you've got for me," he said, leaning in to give you a light kiss.

You took his hand and led him to the box you had prepared, a huge grin on your face. Jude looked at you with a mix of confusion and anticipation as you urged him to open it. "Just open it," you said, barely able to contain your excitement.

Jude eagerly unlatched the box to reveal the tickets inside. At first, he looked confused, but as he examined them more closely, his eyes widened in disbelief. "What is this?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment.

"You're joking, right?" he exclaimed, unable to believe his luck. But as he looked at you and saw the excitement written all over your face, he knew that this was real.

“You've always talked about how much you wanted to go," you said, smiling at him. "So I thought, why not make it happen?"

Jude's response was immediate - he wrapped his arms around you and began showering you with kisses all over your face, murmuring countless "thank yous" in your ear.

“You're welcome, my love," you said, feeling your heart swell with happiness.

You woke up to an enthusiastic and energetic Jude. "Come on, babe, get up!" Jude exclaimed, pulling your arm. You groaned and tried to resist, but Jude's excitement was contagious.

"Ugh, I'm too tired. Let me sleep," you complained, sinking back into the bed.

"No way! We have to get ready," Jude insisted.

"I just wanna sleep…" you muttered groggily.

"What did you say?" Jude asked, looking confused.

"Nothing," you replied, shaking your head and trying to shake off your sleepiness.

You posted a story on your Instagram and now you were sitting at the gate, waiting for the plane. You let out a sigh of boredom, and Jude noticed. "Hey, do you want to play chopsticks?" he asked.

You looked at him quizzically, "What's chopsticks?"

Jude was taken aback, "What?! How do you not know what chopsticks is?"

You just shrugged, which earned a loud puff from Jude.

"Fine, I'll teach you," he said, shaking his head in disbelief. He explained the rules and how to play, but you made snarky remarks here and there, calling it "boring" and "not fun." Jude being Jude, responded with a sassy retort.

As Jude turned his head to you, he exclaimed, "We're actually here!" His lips barely missed yours as he spoke, and you couldn't help but smile at his excitement.

"Of course, my love," you replied, returning the almost-kiss with a soft one of your own. "I'm so happy we're finally here in the Bahamas together." You intertwined your fingers with his, feeling the warmth of his hand as you headed towards the exit, eager to start your week-long adventure in paradise.

[maxlarens]

🌎 oscar + he’s the wag au (driver!reader)

BABE. marissa. this absolutely set something off in my brain. i went on a RANT!!!!

like oscar who's studying at uni to be a mechanical engineer and just works at a melbourne pub or something like that. and driver!reader meets him through a friend of hers when she visits home. omfg. just imagining them in the beginning of their relationship during (australian)summer break aka between seasons where she keeps going to this pub he works at to see him and he’s all raised eyebrows, dry and shouldn’t you be watching your diet or something? but he knows she’s just there to see him😮‍💨

and the first race he goes to while dating her is OBVIOUSLY melbourne. and he’s so nerdy about being in the paddock because he’s spent his whole life buying GA tickets and now he’s dating an f1 driver and he gets to see the cars up close and really be in the thick of it. i bet he absolutely loves it but tries to act a bit cool about it all so he doesn’t embarrass himself in front of her😣

but he’s studying mechanical engineering and she’s told everyone at mercedes who will listen. so naturally they end up talking to him. and later everyone tells her how smart he is and how much they like him😵‍💫 idk just they’re ALL driver!reader’s protective parents y’know. even lewis has a bit of a conversation with him and stamps his approval. and i think in this weird little universe i have where george is mercs reserve driver (which idk i need to workshop i think) he’d be yapping away with oscar the entire time😁

god and okay so oscar’s priority is finishing his degree. he’s got a very good head on his shoulders and he would unfortunately not just skip off to monaco with her where she definitely lives because of lando. so she’s always flying back to visit melbourne when she has a big enough gap or she’s flying oscar to her when he’s on break🤭 but i think by the time they meet he’s probably in his last year so it’s not long until she’s on her hands and knees begging him to move to monaco with her. and he does. and obviously through ✨connections✨ he would get a job in the kind of f1 orbit even if it wasn’t at mercedes or in f1 necessarily. and it’s not even because of her really it’s because he’s impressive and he’s smart!!!

obviously she introduces him to all her driver friends in monaco. max and lando especially, who i think she’s closest with in this au (other than george). i think wag!oscar and max would get along very well. they bond over a lot of the technical stuff oscar knows about and i think wag!oscar would have some strong opinions about not being interested in the fame/media aspect of f1, which max would appreciate. i think lando would get on wag!oscars nerves and i think lando would also be a bit of a protective brother for driver!reader. but they’d definitely warm up to each other and become good friends, i think their personalities mesh really well they’d just have a few speed bumps to get over at first.

ugh ok. i could say more but i’ll stop here😭

it did also start viv and i on a tangent about dj wag!lando and driver!oscar. but thats a whole separate thing 😭

[moony-dragoon]

Damn arknights is crazy

believe it or not I do more with my life than watch kamen rider

I'm actually a LONG time arknights player

and I'm going to tell you a silly little story of today's event and me

So lappy is one of my favorite characters in the game

and i really liked that she got an alter which i later on came to discover it was rather broken

so for the last 6 months i've been saving my precious hard earned f2p orundum for my amica

and luckly i managed to save EXACTYL 300 pulls for her

so i log in today, dont do much outside of base management and make the chips to promote my wolf and the worst 6* in the game Crownslayer

and i waited

hours later i go back in, get the free stuff, go to the banner do the stuff you do in a gacha game and do the daily free pull

and, as a joke, i say in a sarcastic manner

Me: yeah but i saved all of this for nothing, shes coming in this freebie

Lappy: lol so true bestie

I KID YOU NOT THAT WAS THE FIRST FREE PULL I HAVE PICTURES TO PROVE!!!

so i laughed a lot, promoted her, took pictures, fun stuff

the free ten pull gave me NOTHING

but hey fair

but i still had the tickets from siege alter event + the 17th login ticket

so i said, in a comical manner

me: fuck it, i have more than enough to get both Yu AND Blaze alter so i will spend the tickets

and then

and then

and at the end

i think she likes me

soooooooooo i have all the rate up 6* before even getting the free one

but i got the tickets from the shop, which resulted in

and

and a beanstalk

and thats when i realised I hadnt seen a single 5* today how incredible

like, believe it or not, im not lucky at all

but i think i found the loophole

y'see ive been playing a lot of mario party recently

i think i've spent all the possible bad luck i had stock piled THERE

no seriously, my luck in MP is obscene, it could be rated AO for adults only cause i get fucked like crazy

so that was my arknights event, what about yours?

[perfectlychee]

do you recommend acpc complete edition? I'm trying to decide if it's worth it (sadly I missed the sale, and I doubt there will be another very soon!)

There are pros and cons for sure, the price now imo is a bit much (I thankfully got it on sale) but I will say the game is a lot more "accessible" now-- its shifted from being pretty grindy to now being a lot more focused on actually decorating because the game is constantly giving you leaf tokens and tickets so its easy to get most items you want. I have heard people say that events are too easy now, which I sort of agree with, but I don't think thats necessarily a bad thing and allows people who don't play every single day to still have a chance to finish those events and get the rewards. I also admittedly haven't been playing much lately but it comes in waves for me, which I think is also partially because I had finished a lot of the main "goals" in the game before complete even came out, so most of my time playing is spent getting new monthly items (huge selection every month which has been exciting) and decorating my campsite/cabin. Some of the biggest cons include no more market/gift giving with other players and also the game doesn't link to an account so you have to manually back up your save or else you lose everything.. So yeah. I would say its worth it if your favorite aspects of pocket camp included dressing up your villager & decorating the campsite/cabin! And if you're about to get a new phone or something I would wait until then because I haven't had to do it yet but it seems like transferring your save data is a chore. I would also suggest checking out the acpc complete subreddit or similar forums to get an idea of how other people play/their opinions on the complete version. If you do end up getting it, feel free to send your QR code ^_^

[happyhuffles]

Angel - 01

Pairing: Idol!Hyunjin x Musician!oc (also minsung too bc I love them).

Genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff, (ofc there's angst too ��), eventual smut?? Idk let me know if you guys want that.

Synopsis: Two strangers with the same love for the city and songwriting meet under the stars in Chicago. They fall in love, quick and easy. But, there's a problem. They are both keeping a big secret from each other.

Warnings: none in this part :)

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A city never really sleeps. That's something that Hyunjin learned quickly while living in the heart of Seoul. 

Lights are always flashing, people always roaming, eyes always starring. There are no breaks for people in the city. Especially for people like Hyunjin who are recognized by every face in the country. 

In 2018 when he debuted with Stray Kids he was high on life. All of his hard work had finally paid off and he got to be rewarded in the best way alongside all of his best friends. Nothing in the world could have compared. 

Seven years ago when Hyunjin debuted he was so grateful for the opportunity that he didn't notice how largely his life was changing at first. It wasn't until he had to start abandoning places like his favorite cafe that he realized what it meant to be famous. 

Hyunjin could no longer roam around his city as he had before. He couldn't even visit the cafe he felt like he'd spent half of his childhood sitting in. His love for the city turned cold. In place of it was a longing to be ordinary once again. Ordinary so he could enjoy Seoul as he had before. 

But, that wasn't possible. At least not in Seoul. 

After the release of Hop and a few performances for Stay, Stray Kids was officially on a two week break. As soon as it was announced Hyunjin had bought a plane ticket to the earliest flight he could find. He needed to escape this city and tame the ache in his heart with another. 

Thats where Chicago came in. The city that he stood in now. 

It was well into the night asnHyunjin wandered the half-empty and glowing streets with a sense of contentment he hadn't felt in a while. No one had bothered him yet and he was able to enjoy Chicago just like any ordinary person could. 

When the plane had landed the first thing he did was find a cafe. It was ten o'clock yet it had to be meant to be that he stumbled upon one of the only shops still open in the city. Dollop Coffee was his savior. The little cafe didn't have much left, just the bottom of the pot of a light roast drip coffee. But, that was all he needed and he tipped 100% because who wouldn't? Especially when the staff were singing to d4vd.

Now the paper cup that had been emptied long ago, still rested in between his hands as he made his way towards The Navy Pier. All of the shops on the wooden path had closed hours ago. There lights had been turned off and doors locked. The only thing that glowed now was a large ferris wheel that illuminated the entire pier. 

As he made his way further down the pier a pleasant melody found its way to his ears. Someone was singing. 

At this hour the pier was completely empty, he hadn't seen anybody in the area. Where was the voice coming from? 

Hyunjin followed the sound of the gorgeous voice towards the end of the pier. After a few moments of searching he finally found the culprit. Hidden behind a statue, a beautiful woman sat on the edge of the pier with her feet dangling above the glistening water below. 

For a moment, Hyunjin studied her in complete awe. The woman sat with a notebook and pen in hand, while humming a lyrics to a song he had never heard before. He moved closer to her, resting his arms against the railing of the barrier that prevent people from reaching the edge of the pier. Obviously it hadn't worked to keep everyone out. 

"You only feel it when its lost"

"Getting through still has a cost"

"Quietly, it slips through your fingers, love"

"Falling from you drop by drop"

The voice was heavenly. Something so beautiful that Hyunjin didn't know if it could be real. He was frozen in place gazing at the back of an angel. Too afraid to blink with fear that the moment he looked away the woman would vanish into the night. 

"What I had left here"

"I just held it tight"

"So someone with your eyes"

"Might come in time"

"To hold me like water"

"Or, Christ, hold me like a knife"

As the woman continued to sing Hyunjin felt his heart twist in his chest. What she was saying, the lyrics, it was so raw. So beautiful and vulnerable. He had to be hallucinating. 

What he didn't know was that he definitely wasn't hallucinating. And funnily enough, the woman in front of him was an angel, at least that was the name of the famous ghostwriter that happened to be her. Though no one new her true identity. No one new her as Hyunjin did now. 

Angel aka Anne Wang was the most popular being in the music industry and at the same time she was also there greatest mystery. She had zero digital footprint besides the songs she helped various different artists release. And true to their every word, no one had gone against her and exposed her identity, no matter how much their fans had begged. 

Her most popular projects were with artists like Taylor Swift who she worked with during COVID. Together they had written and produced both Folklore and Evermore. Though, those were sadder albums that definitely had some tear-jerkers, those two albums are not what got her the nickname 'fallen angel.' 

The works responsible for that would be Stick Season and Wiped Out. Two albums that she had written the most heart-wrenching and vulnerable lyrics too. She is incredibly proud of her work, but even now, years later she can't stand to listen to the songs. Writing was a release but listening to the production of her inner turmoil tortured her. 

"We're born at night"

"So much of our lives"

"Is just carving through the dark to get so far"

"And the hardest part"

"Is who we are"

"Its who we are"

This song is going to be a piece on a concept album about the nine circles of hell. A dark yet dangerously beautiful concept. One that challenged Anne, and she loved challenges.

"You're beautiful." 

The unexpected sound of Hyunjin's voice had the mysterious woman squeal in fear. It was 3:00 am, who the hell was on The Navy Pier?

As she turns around she meets his eyes and her jaw drops. The man standing before her, just on the other side of the guard rail is the definition of beauty. His hair is freshly buzzed and died a golden blonde color that compliments his skin perfectly. He stands tall at just under six feet and wears nothing more that a simple pair of baggy jeans and an oversized sweater. Yet, he looks so effortlessly beautiful. The piercing above his eyebrow glimmers in the dull light of the night, adding appeal to his fox eyes. Anne can't help but stare at the gorgeous specimen, not realizing he is gazing at her in the same way.

Recovering from her momentary shock, Anne stands from her place on the edge of the pier and boldly walks towards the stranger. Not stopping till they are nose to nose. Where did this confidence come from?

It had to have come from the stars above. And it did. The small specks of light giggled together as they watched the two halves meet for the first time. Love at first sight was rare, but it was always true.

"I think you're beautiful too," she says shyly, still maintaining eye contact. Though a light blush brightens across her cheeks.

The man in front of her cracks a drop-dead-gorgeous smile at her words and shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. Anne watches as he rocks back on his heels and chuckles nervously. As she studies him she notices that his lips are chapped with anxious teeth indents and he has dark bags hidden under his eyes. They weren't too different. 

Anne pulls out her chap stick from her pocket and uncaps it, applying it to her lips. When she's done she rubs them together to spread the formula around before offering the stick to Hyunjin. Strangely enough, he finds himself taking it without hesitation and applying it to his own lips greedily. Smiling internally at the thought of sharing an indirect kiss.

When finished, he hands the chap stick back to her and she caps it and re-pockets it. Her eyes never leaving his as she does so. 

"You a musician?" The words sound pathetic coming out of his mouth. You a musician, really? Thats the best he can think of to say? 

Anne giggles and nods, oblivious to Hyunjin's inner turmoil. "Yeah, of sorts, I write sometimes and sing back up sometimes," she says mysteriously. Her doe eyes scan his face searching for skepticism but instead she finds an endearing fondness.

"Me too," he says with a happy smile. His hands come out of his pockets and grab onto the railing, feeling a little more relaxed. 

Anne smiles at the sight.

"Well, you wanna help me finish this song?"

Neither of them knew it then but that was the beginning of something much deeper than music. 

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Anne never expected to meet someone like Hyunjin. A beautiful, happy yet broken soul that seemed to mirror her own. Their connection was almost instantaneous. And as they continued to meet up in the dead of night it deepened too. 

It all started with that first night—when he sat beside her on the edge of the pier, his shoulder brushing against hers, warmth seeping through the fabric of his sweater. They had finished the song together, his voice blending seamlessly with hers under the flickering lights of the ferris wheel.

Hyunjin should have gone back to his hotel that night. Instead, he found himself wandering the city despite the cold weather and falling snow, replaying the sound of her voice in his head. When he woke the next morning, the first thing he did was rip a page out of his city brochure and scribble down words that had formed in his dreams—lines inspired by her song, by her. About the inner turmoil of his identity and the longing he feels to be loved by her. By Anne. Something so raw and vulnerable, Hyunjin didn't think it will ever see the light.

Now, a week later, after meeting at the end of The Navy Pier every night since, Anne invites Hyunjin into her place. Its nothing special. A tiny apartment lodged inside a large complex, but it was all she needed. Anne hated living alone and being in a bigger space only made the feeling of loneliness worse. 

When the pretty boy from the pier finally arrived and knocked on the door, Anne had to muffle a squeal of delight. Though she had only known Hyunjin for a week, there connection was something more than meaningful. They understood each other in a way words couldn't describe and they each felt as if they had known the other for years. 

Anne opens the door and is greeted with Hyunjin's glowing face. In his hands are two coffee's from Dollop's, something they learned on the first night that they both shared great love for. 

"Oh! You're the best!" Anne giggles out, taking the comforting beverage from his hand. Hyunjin affectionately ruffles her hair in response and leans in to give her a soft peck on the cheek. 

"Anything for my favorite girl," he says sweetly, causing a light blush to fan across her cheeks. 

Both Anne and Hyunjin didn't beat around the bush to much when showing the other little affections. They were both painfully into the other and flirted ridiculously, but it had never gone any further than that. Just flirting.

Anne steps aside to let Hyunjin in, her heart doing an embarrassingly giddy flip as he brushes past her, bringing with him the crisp scent of the city night mixed with coffee. She closes the door behind him and studies him carefully as he takes in the space. 

His eyes flick to the tiny couch shoved against the wall, to the door of her bedroom, then to the window-seat where her notebook full of unfinished lyrics lie. Its not much. The kitchen is less than 15 square foot and the living area is hardly double than that. But, while the space is small, it is extremely cosy. 

The apartment is illuminated by warm lowlights scattered across the walls. Shelves hang in mid-air filled with photo memories and luscious plants. Anne's green thumb being quite apparent. 

Finally, Hyunjin's gaze flicks the the piano that is pressed against the wall beside the window nook. Thats where they would be spending most of their time together. The thought makes his throat tighten and hands break out in a clammy cold sweat. 

He was the one to ask her if she had a piano, of course Anne did, she's an artist. So when he said he'd written a song he wanted to write piano sheet music too of course she would invite him over. But, now he would have to sing the song for her. 

It was one big confession really. Hyunjin was in love with Anne. He felt pathetic. They had barely known each other a week and here he was on his knees and completely at her mercy. Hyunjin didn't know it yet but Anne felt the same way. How could she not? 

"You ready to get started?" Anne asks, noticing the boys lingering gaze on the piano across the room. 

Hyunjin nods and reaches into his coat pocket, withdrawing the wrinkled paper that contained the silly song he had written. The song that Anne would undoubtedly decipher in a minute and see everything he felt. The thought was intimidating yet he knew she would never judge him. 

He discards his coat over the arm of the couch and follows Anne, sitting beside her on the bench in front of the piano. Their arms brush as they find their balance and a shiver runs down his spine.

Hyunjin unfolds the notebook paper and stares down at it. Its a confession of many things. Of his love, struggles, emotions. Of everything all at once. After that first night with Anne the words had poured out of him, it was almost as if she had awoken something buried within him. But how would she react to his confession of love? A confession he had written the morning after they had met. Was he crazy?

"You want to sing the whole thing first and then we'll go back through to figure out the notes?" Anne asks, looking at Hyunjin who is torn out of his thoughts.

Hyunjin nods again, not trusting his words and takes a sip of coffee for good measure. 

"Whenever your ready then."

He takes a final breath, gathering himself. The lyrics scribbled in his slanted writing stare at him, teasing him like a dare. A dare to risk it all.

And then he sings. Exposing everything. 

"I wonder if I'm being real

"Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?

I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

To live inside a world that isn't black and white?

I wonder what it's like to be my friends

Hope that they don't think I'll forget about them

I wonder

I wonder

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like

I wonder what it's like to be loved by

I wonder why I'm so afraid

Of saying something wrong, I never said I was a saint

I wonder, when I cry into my hands

I'm conditioned to feel like it makes me less of a man

And I wonder if someday you'll be by my side

And tell me that the world will end up alright

I wonder

I wonder

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

Yeah

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

I wonder what it's like to be loved by

Right before I close my eyes

The only thing that's on my mind

Been dreamin' that you feel it too

I wonder what it's like to be loved by you"

As the song ends Hyunjin looks to Anne whose eyes are full of tears. It was a beautiful piece. Something so vulnerable that she felt moved that Hyunjin would have the courage to share it with her. 

"Wow," she whispers looking at her hands deep in thought. 

A single tear trickles down her cheek and the boy beside her is quick to brush it away making her giggle. Anne looks up at Hyunjin through her teary eyes and his hand stays against her cheek, lingering welcomely.

They stay like that for a moment. Frozen in time. The only thing in the world that mattered was them and the way they gazed at each other. So blatantly full of love.

Hyunjin is the first to break the silence. 

"Can I kiss you," Anne is grateful he was brave enough to ask. 

She throws herself into his arms and presses her lips to his in response. Pulling him into a desperate kiss. One that they had both been dreaming of for the last week. 

Hyunjin keeps Anne close, only allowing her to pull away for half a for a breath of air before smothering her lips again. He's on fire. Nothing in the world could compare to this feeling. Nothing in the world could compare to Anne Wang. She was perfect. From the softness of her lips to the love in her eyes. She was perfect, nothing in the world could compare to her. Nothing at all.

When the two finally pull away they rest their foreheads together and open their eyes. Two big smiles spread across their faces and Hyunjin can't resist but to place one last peck against her nose. 

Somehow in the midst of their kissing Anne had found her way into the pretty boys lap, not that either of them were complaining. But, now after exiting from the fleeting heat of the moment, she feels slightly embarrassed by her desperation. 

Thankfully, Hyunjin finds the sight of her flushed cheeks endearing. The image only widens the smile that graces his face.

"That was a beautiful song, H," Anne says running her hands over his buzzed scalp. The fuzzy texture of his hair feels nice and tickles the skin of her palms. 

H, the nickname was for her and her only. 

Hyunjin pecks her lips happily in response before pulling back to get a better look at her. "I wouldn't have been able to write it without you," he starts, his eyes flickering between hers, "hearing you that day, your lyrics were so real, so vulnerable. I couldn't get it out of my head. You inspired me." 

Anne’s heart stumbles in her chest.

This time its Anne who leans in for an additional kiss. But instead of allowing the peck, Hyunjin keeps her close, kissing her deeply once again. She giggles into the affection but reciprocates nonetheless. Both of them, high on the feeling of love.

"Can I say something crazy?" Anne asks suddenly, pulling away from the man in front of her. 

He hums with a questioning glint in his eyes. 

Anne takes both of his hands in hers and Hyunjin notices a slight tremor to them immediately. She's anxious. 

His beautiful bites her lip and squeezes her eyes shut momentarily. The grip on his hands tightening as she does so, almost as if the is wishing upon a star. Then she speaks.

"I think I'm in love with you."

Hyunjin smiles, "I know I'm in love with you."

A/N: Hope you guys love this!

Taglist: @my-neurodivergent-world

[vampire-loving-vampire]

thinking ab how ive won my dream from 7 years ago back when i was so little looking up amtrak from florida to philly and greyhounds to xyz city. falling in love and having (respectfully, understandably and lightheartedly) no chance.

oh how the times have changed. to have been so thoroughly changed, physically, cognitively, personally. to have had every cell in ny body replaced over time, a brand new heart, but with the same love only stronger. to have loved so wholly over the years of your changes too, watched u grow and become this version of urself thats much more u than u ever have been. to have been allowed such honor of staying by ur side all these years through joy and hardship and ever growing distance.

i remember moving to florida being scared i would never get to see u, that the distance growing meant i wouldnt be able to. and then moving to texas where it wouldnt have even been possible with amtrack. and then the guilt of still moving not only further away in distance but time too here in seattle. but here we are, i bought the soonest ticket i could, not even one week away. soon. soon soon. less than 24 hours left and i'll be on my way to u. bringing myself and gifts, my whole heart, and the dreams ive had ever since i was so young then. im bringing the hope that knowing one day the distance will be zero has for me. what a blessing it is to have this. i even think its funny how with the distance its such a stereotype lesbian dream.

i feel so lucky to have this opportunity. ur the love and light of my life. my other half, u complete me and make me feel whole. i want to live for u, i want to spend forever with u my love. i want my entire future to be spent loving u, and being graced with ur love in return. oh how being loved by u, someone so so beautiful and kind and sweet, makes me feel like i can do anything. i love u i love u i love u.

im coming home to u soon

💗💗💗💚💚💚💚💚

[watermelonsugacry]

OK I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I WANNA TALK 2 U ABOUT SO HERE IS ME RANTING AND PUTTING QUESTIONS:

I lovehe relationship yn has w the tomlinsons😫 like how she has a secrete handshake with the twins and how lottie is like her little sister and LOUIS IS LITERALLY A DREAM FRIENDSHIP

I have this thing where i like to think that yn was a big fan of paramore, and she also wrote some hits like only exeption (it just screams her and also it reminds me of how she would feel abt harry)

I also see her writing 'girl crush' when harry and taylor were dating and then saling it in 2014 but idk thats just me

And am i the only one who sees a PERFERT friendship between her and jennifer lawrence??

OK NOW I GOT SOME QUESTIONS SO HOPE THEY'RE NOT TOO MUCH

Whats the readers networth? Like i know that shes rich but how rich🤔

On a scale of 1-10 how famous is she? Like comparing to a big celebrity like Beyonce is she just as famous or..?

Whats her favorite colour?

Who is more clingy, harry or her?

Besides harry and louis who is her bestfriend that she hangs out w the most

What are some celebrities that got a crush on her and who has made that public

The weeknd has a song 'the party & after party' and it kind of sounds that hes describing a girl like yn "with your louis v bag, tats on your arms, high heels shoes make you 6 feet tall.." so are there some speculations ab this from the fans?

AND LAST is the reader the teaser in the relationship or does harry like to make fun of her more? ( srry if theres any mistakes)

IM ALWAYS DOWN FOR THIS LOVIE 💚

same!! they're family 🥰

funny enough, i actually picture a lot of paramore's music to be the music that yn would make with her band when she was in high school!

in the 1d!yn universe, she wrote Girl Crush!! (I remember talking about it a while ago on here but I forgot what year she wrote & sold it lol)

I don't know much about jennifer lawrence but thats an interesting pair 👀

I'll base it off of ariana grande's net worth at 240 million. But we all know that no number can amount to her actual worth 💅

I'd say that on a scale of 1-10, she's about an 8. She's a household name and an absolute force to be reckoned with. She's the type of famous that she forgets that she is and she'll record herself reacting to tiktoks lying down in bed, make-up free, and just lose her mind laughing. Or there was another time when she took herself out on a brunch date bc Harry went out to play golf that morning. Two girls approached her table and politely greeted her, said how much they loved her and had tickets to see her show that night. But before they could leave, YN invited them to sit with her and spent the rest of the morning eating and chatting with them.

Her favorite color is lavender 💜

Harry is the more clingy of the two! He's always the one who lays himself on top of her when she's about to get out of bed. When they arrive at the stadium he's going to perform at, her hand is constantly intertwined with his. When she's doing some last-minute rehearsals and sound checks, he's sitting at the edge of the room as he watches her work while still giving her her space. Or when she's in her home studio, he insists that she sits in his lap as she works because he's missed her all day, promising that he won't be a distraction to her (even though he totally is). And don't get it twisted, she can be clingy too sometimes; she's just better at hiding it.

Her other good friends that she hangs out with whenever she can are: Abel (the weeknd), Perrie Edwards, and Alisha Davies (an old friend from Doncaster turned choreographer).

oh my gosh where do I even begin?! There's a couple that initially come to mind: Matt Healy, Alex Turner, and Taron Egerton. For some reason, I can hear Matt say in an interview: "YN YLN is totally fit. Yeah, she's a fucking babe she is."

OOO definitely! Fans from both fan bases had speculated that they might have dated in 2017 (they didn't) bc that's when they hung out in public for the first time. Some people still speculate that Abel might have a crush on her til this day.

I'd say they share the teasing role. She throws playful jabs at him left and right, but she's the one who helped coax out that side of him. While they tease one another behind closed doors ALL the time, their favorite time to make fun of each other is at each other's shows.

[showponyyy]

it comes in threes, give or take ten cents

january 20, 2025

what’s another $2.90 i think as i’m walking to the subway instead of walking home post movie friend date where ive already spent $40 on tickets and popcorn and beer. i walk through williamsburg and wonder what it used to look like before the driggs mercantile before the pressed juicery. i saw nosferatu. it was just fine….not at all AS good as people pitched it. i ended my night at horses and divorces with ally. i was so excited to bring her here. a bar that could share a name with my auto biography. the sign that hangs above the bathroom that usually says Le Tits Now now reads Let It Snow /: ally and i talk about making friends in new york. i remark my luck given that im a musician and thats basically a built in community. i dont know how other people do it. i remember a friend telling me recently “you can’t really say you’re from somewhere until you have at least 3 enemies there” i think about how the reason i hate going home to waco so much is because i dont wanna run into anyone i know there. not necessarily because they're my enemies, but because i dont enjoy associating with the life i lived there and all the people are just reminders. its me not you but its sometimes a little bit you. i think about the subway stop i now avoid. how ill only get off at the stop before or the stop after or i don't even bother with the train and ill just walk and make sure i don't turn down any streets i used to frequent. i'll think hey at least i'm saving the money (not even 3 dollars). i count 3 enemies in my head, 3 people i would not want to run into. this time its you not me and not even a little bit me. my friend erin stopped by our apartment earlier and said that running into people you know is in. we agree it’s better when you’re doing really well. which i am. so maybe i’ll stop avoiding that subway stop. and maybe the $2.90 is worth the shorter walk

[predoom]

ohoneohone

Sunday, October 9th, 2005 7:38 pm sometimes its hard to remember the great moments. but you remember everything to a detail the moment everything goes wrong. your ims are crazy: i am still not dead or married. im bringing home on the road.

silly. never ccccchhhhange. 12:12 pm you could almost make me an honest man. what i have spent the weekend thinking:

good friends in nyc sometimes my eyes are red and green but not like christmas. just kind of a mess. even when the worlds underwater you're rowing in my wet dreams. everything you know about me is totally wrong because it comes from choruses and camera flashes. you come in flashes in the middle of the night or in the morning. fix me in fourtyfive. everything she thinks you know about me is totally wrong because i can't say anything i mean ever. i say things just to hurt you. i get the job done but it doesn't look pretty. Saturday, October 8th, 2005 12:24 am you win some, you lose some sometime you wake up in the morning and everything is just different. moodcontroller gets turned off. probably on by someone else. the bottom of my pants are wet from running through puddles. the streets of albany got let in on some of my secrets. swoon. its weird how when you stand next to the sun you cant notice anything else. then the lights go out and all of a sudden there is beauty everywhere. im always too little, too late. one day everyone finds something they can hang on to. the bottom line is im all wishes and luck. and thats how its always been. in the tides of the streets. dreaming about beautiful babies. with batting eyelashes and huge eyes. we were never supposed to know. im the golden boy. you are my golden ticket. but the tides always going out. and two months turns into two years. in the blink of an eye. youre never home. the stars look the same from the gutter. pens running low just to keep up with the tolerance. ive got big plans for new years. and thats a way off but its the only way to keep my mind off of the way things go. just know "you're not the lifeforce" pete and thats what keeps heartsbeating at night. i only thought you were someone else. a simple case of mistaken identity. romantic fraud. new york city. im always on.

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 4:40 pm hateitorloveit-theunderdogisbackontop sickest afterparty in newyorkcity. hopefully i can fly a friend or two in so i dont hide out in the corners all night. nick thinks my lj entries have been kinda wack lately. i can't say i dont agree. i am a total baby. but not a baby like usher sings about. we're making some super sick limited bartskull nikes. im tired as usual. rumor of the day: i pretty much only like sxe girls. you make me laugh too much with the stuff that gets written on the internet sometimes. my life is radical sometimes. maybe ill really update this later. i dont even know. congratulations to panic at the disco for having the sickest first week numbers ever. that band is the new everything. late at night thats pretty much what i have to listen to or i dont feel okay. this morning i got a strange phonecall to end a strange dream. bane.

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 9:22 pm "someday we'll be nostalgic for this second..." im tired. red thread. baby blues. im a mess. lovable, not that likeable. lemme hum you a sweet one. i know ive been in a rut. the underdogs back on top. im writing this story. but i wouldnt bet on the ending. sometimes this thing has become too big to even think about. but sometimes i wake up in the morning and it feels like something is missing. youknowyouknow.

6:57 pm

the secret to my suckcess pinchme. dear friends, you let me fall off. i forgive you though. if you forgive me. i am out of my head. me and nick have cooked up the sickest idea ever. i am writing a movie with patrick. my tummy hurts most of the time. major disappointment, reporting for duty. wtf. sometimes OMG! i heart the drama. sometimes OMG! i do not. like emeralds just past the sun- green but not the sick inside more like the film warming up to you. the camera is waking up. little boys and girls- get up. the trouble has lifted. youre gonna be okay. "tell me that you're alright". i like wearing your clothes. they are like a bulletproof vest. mostly i miss my friends and chicago. i want to bring you all out on the road.

"...idonthavetobethekingoftheworld, as long as im..."

peace out. i need to take a nap and eat some icecream. i bought nicholas scimeca a present. im tired. act suprised, even if you're not. fake the words. say i love you hard like you hate me. Saturday, October 1st, 2005 4:48 pm life on mars by david bowie reminds me of you the dreams i have for me are just for us. i am not sure i even know what this means. the pros and con are the same. legs tangled. its the kid you loved forever. i got a feeling what they're all saying. under the spotlight you think about the inside of wedding rings. in dark bunks you think about the inside of zippers. make me yours. make me come to life. honestly. black hair and batted eyelashes. dont give up im not sure where this is all going. right on reds and at altars. thinking about the way you are with the little pudgy boy. im getting this sweet tat. she knows what im talking about.