#allies 💌

[midnightsnyx]

hi queen! could you do “marry me?” with m tkachuk please? 🫶

Hi love!!❤️ Thank you for this request cause I’m a sucker for proposals and I love matty t🫶🏻 I hope you like it!!

The first time someone asked when you and Matt were going to get married was when you turned 21. You’d been dating since you were 19 and you personally weren’t in a rush to get married and as far as you could tell, neither was Matt. You were content with your relationship.

That didn’t stop people from constantly bringing it up as the years went by. It was mostly older family members who thought that the two of you should be married by now after dating for so long and it didn’t bother you, until it did.

“Maybe he’s just not the kind to want to be tied down,” one of your friends said idly, giving you a sympathetic smile. She wasn’t usually one to bring up the topic but she was talking about it more than usual lately.

“We’ve been dating for almost 6 years,” you mumbled, trying not to think too much about it.

She shrugged, “maybe you should ask him about it if it’s bothering you.”

Asking him about it was probably the adult thing to do, but you were hesitant. If you brought it up and he turned you down, you were pretty sure you’d die of embarrassment. It was bothering you though, enough that Matt began to notice something was off.

The two of you were visiting his parents during the summer before you went back to Florida for the hockey season. When he signed with the Panthers, there was a big argument whether you would move with him or not. Even though you were living together in Calgary and had been for a few years, you didn’t know if you wanted to uproot your life and move. It was the worst fight that you’d had during your entire relationship and at one point, you were sure you would break up. You both had to take a break so he went to stay with one of his teammates and after a couple weeks, you realized that you didn’t like being away from him for so long and not speaking to him. So, 10 o’clock in the night, you were going to Johnny’s to see Matt but as soon as you opened the door of your apartment, Matt was standing there already, ready to knock. He had a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a guilty look on his face. The two of you sat down that night and talked about the situation, and you eventually decided to try Florida and if you weren’t happy there, you would work something out. You ended up loving it and even though you missed your friends, you were glad to have moved with him.

During the off season, you usually spent it with his parents so on the last night of your stay, Chantal cooked a big meal and you all sat around the fire that night. It was nice, spending time with his family who had accepted you from the very start and you were sad to be leaving so you sat with Chantal and chatted. Matt was talking to his dad, throwing glances your way every now and then. Keith seemed in a better mood than usual, grinning at his son and you wondered what they were talking about.

As the night progressed, eventually you and Matt decided to go to bed due to an early flight. He seemed jittery as you both got ready for bed and you knew something was up so when he finally got in bed, you pinned him down with a look.

“What’s going on?”

He tried to feign innocence but you knew better.

“You’ve been acting weird all evening,” you said, raising an eyebrow when he looked away.

“Just anxious to get back home,” he replied easily but you were too stubborn to let it slide so you pulled out the big guns.

“Matty,” you pouted, smiling when he groaned and sighed. He gave you a look, before crawling out of bed and walking over to his suitcase, digging around for something. He hid it when he walked back to the bed and your heart sped up, wondering if it was what you thought it was.

“I was gonna do something romantic,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed but turned towards you. He grinned, a little crooked and opened his hand, offering an engagement ring to you. It was beautiful and exactly your style. “I wanted to propose back in Calgary, before we left but I guess it didn’t feel like the right time with everything that was going on. I didn’t want you to think that I was proposing as a way to manipulate you to come to Florida with me. I wanted that to be your decision.”

“So, with all that said, marry me?” He asked, and you didn’t hesitate to let him take your left hand in his and slide the ring on your finger.

(and if taryn, brady, keith and chantal were listening to the proposal from the other side of the door, well, you couldn’t blame them.)

((alternate but kind of creepy ending: brady filming the proposal from the window and falling off the ladder because taryn was a terrible spotter))

[itsbeeble]

do you have any tbz recs? maybe with some angst with somewhat happy endings :/ found your blog and i’ve read through ~everything~ and am now in a brain rot

omg first of all thank you for reading my fics 🤭😝

As far as recs go i had to dig a little bit BUT I FOUND SOME OLD FAVORITESSSS LETS GOOOOO

First off: I ALWAYSSSS recommend reading any fics by @from-izzy , @sanaxo-o , @winterchimez , and @sungbeam when looking at the boyz. These four are absolutey incredible writers and honestly are the reasons i started writing more for tbz

Swing My Way by @sungbeam

it wont let me link it wtf but this fic is just so so so good i absolutely love fics like this whether its the idol who's the rich kid or the reader I LOVE THIS FIC SMMMM. It's richboy!eric which is even better (eric my love 😍)

Feeling Things by @jinkoh

idk what it is about android fics but they always have me feeling things (bah dum tssss). This is android!Hyunjae and the way its written is just absolutely beautiful and i will always recommend it

especially to you... by @from-izzy

this is a series written by my pookie izzy and i actually have to go back and reread it very very soon

Kissing In The Rain by @sanaxo-o

This one is written by sana by bff fr and it isnt angsty really but its a cute lil Changmin fic i love it hehe

I Belong To You by @tbzhub

This one is def angsty and a little spicy. I love love love sneaky link fics especially when someone is being an idiot and the other person is sick of them. Juyeon is better than me fr

Heart's Detour by @winterchimez

this godforsaken app wont let me link this fic wtf BUT essentially this is a biker sunwoo fic. i can't believe it's been almost a year since ally posted this masterpiece omg

Plot Twist by @sohnric

if this stupid app doesnt let me link these fics im gonna go crazy. This fic is actually an all time favorite. If you know me you know that i absolutely adore sunwoo (ignore my account and the fact that my bias is eric) and this fic is just so so so well written. It's also gonna turn a year old this month omg

These are some of my favorite fics rn PLS LMK IF YOU WANT MORE BC I'LL HUNT THROUGH THE ENDLESS SUPPLY OF FICS I HAVE

[dollechan]

oioi ruezinhaa, tudo bem?? está se hidratando? comendo bem? tava aqui pensando em uma one shot do eunseok melhor amigo do irmão superprotetor (seunghan) da leitora, uma coisinha mais enemies to lovers🤭

❝ É uma ideia ruim sair com seu crush do ensino médio? ❞

𖥔 ₊ ֗enemies to lovers, eunseok!frat boy (?), fluff 🤓☝️, eunseok brothers bestfriend

a/n: @sexybombom eu tentei, agora se falhei você que irá dizer, meio revisado mas eu tô com sono ent pode ter erro. boa leitura!!

Sua vida não poderia ser melhor, tem pais legais, um irmão não tão legal assim mas ele a gente ignora, amigas leais e divertidas e estuda em uma faculdade prestigiada. Sem falar da sua vida acadêmica, a aluna número um de qualquer classe. Você era a garotinha perfeita, a prodígio que nunca iria errar uma única vez na sua vida, certo?

Errado.

Vamos começar essa história pelo real começo de tudo, na sua adolescência. O verão tinha se iniciado, junto dele as festas na piscina e saídas para o cinema a noite também. Mas você sempre foi o tipo caseira, culpava a mãe por não te deixar sair tanto sendo que você nem gostava de sair de casa. Aos sábados você preferia ficar em casa e ler um gibi que estava enrolando desde a estação passada, seu irmão mais velho, Seunghan, até tentava te levar para sair mas recusava todas as vezes porquê sabia que iria ver a cara daquele garoto. Song Eunseok era o seu pior pesadelo naquela época, seu maior inimigo nas notas da escola, nos esportes e até mesmo nos jogos de videogame que Seunghan tinha em casa. Nem se lembra a causa da rivalidade de vocês mas você o odiava muito. Era o jeito dele que menos gostava, de como ele flertava com Deus e o mundo e como ele era relaxado com tudo, tanto que ele nem ligava para a inimizade que você criou na sua cabeça.

Aquele verão foi o estopim para essa rivalidade. Com todos aqueles "rolês" que seu irmão tentava te convencer a ir, acabou que você realmente foi em um. Uma noite no karaokê com alguns amigos dele. Foi apresentada como a irmãzinha do Hong e então a noite se seguiu. Cantou algumas músicas, tentou fazer dupla com Seunghan, que não deu muito certo, ele sempre estava errando o tom. Quando finalmente se sentou quietinha no sofá dali parou um pouco para analisar a sala minúscula. Duas pessoas estavam se pegando ali, o que te deu um pouco de nojo e desviou o olhar, mas depois de exatamente quatro segundos você percebeu quem tava praticamente engolindo a garota ali. Song Eunseok estava pegando alguém na sua frente?! Que horror! Foi o primeiro erro que cometeu em toda a sua vida, ter saído de casa aquela noite.

Depois desse dia, ou melhor noite, você jurou que não queria ver aquele garoto na sua frente. Evitava ele nos corredores da escola quando voltaram das férias de verão, ignorava ele quando ele estava na sua casa e também não queria nenhum contato com o grupo de amigos do irmão, não queria esbarrar naquela garota. Meio que virou sua missão de vida nunca mais ver o Song.

Algumas semanas depois do ocorrido você então parou um pouco para pensar, por que você estava fazendo aquilo? Por que se afastava dele? Se odiavam ou… Ah não! Foi aí que você percebeu que tinha uma quedinha pelo amigo do seu irmão. E gostar dele foi o — segundo — maior erro da sua vida.

Os anos se passaram, Eunseok se formou primeiro, mas você no conseguia parar de pensar nele. Em como o estilo desleixado dele o deixava mais atraente, como a voz dele era gostosa de ouvir e até mesmo o fato dele gostar de burrito ser adorável. Oh céus! Estava apaixonada por um cara que jurava odiar. Até pensou que os sentimentos não iriam continuar sendo os mesmos, ainda mais depois de tantos anos sem vê-lo. Não tinham mais rolês para seu irmão te arrastar e ele estar lá, não existia mais a noite de videogames na sua casa com ele sempre ganhando. Vocês cresceram e deixaram essas coisas para lá, então por que ficou tão abalada quando viu o garoto que odiava e ao mesmo tempo amava no seu trabalho? Maldito verão, maldita adolescência e seus sentimentos confusos!

– Bom, esse é Song Eunseok. Ele vai trabalhar no seu setor a partir de hoje, então espero que se dêem bem! – Seu chefe fala assim que termina a tuor pela empresa e deixa ele na sua sala. Era a responsável por apresentar o setor para ele.

– Uau, _____! Não sabia que estava trabalhando aqui. Você está… linda, como sempre. – Não sabia se agradecia ou enfiava a cara no chão. Não, aqui é um lugar profissional, sem tempo para ladainhas da adolescência! – Bom, Eunseok, é bom te ver de novo! Faz tempo… Bom, bem vindo a empresa, vem comigo, eu vou te apresentar ao pessoal.

Tempo vem, tempo vai, conversa mais um pouco com ele e se atualiza sobre a parte da vida dele que você não estava presente para ver, descobre que toda a rivalidade pelo posto de número um da escola realmente fez ele se esforçar bastante, ele parecia tão diferente, tão… maduro. Então ele te faz uma pergunta tão simples, mas a sua eu de alguns anos atrás estaria pulando de felicidade e chorando de tristeza ao mesmo tempo:

– Quer sair para tomar um café? Esses dias tá bem frio, né?!

Seria isso um… encontro?

Se você fosse, seria um erro? É uma ideia ruim sair com seu crush do ensino médio? É estranho sair com o melhor amigo do seu irmão depois de anos sem se verem?

Foda-se, quer saber, eu vou sim.

[pastelclovds]

Hi yes hello

Tysm for the kind words on my little fic (or at least my attempt on it)

I don't consider myself a writer at all, so I just smashed my feelings on that post LMAO I'm glad that you felt something by it, it means a lot to me:( 💖

OH GOSH! Hello hi greetings uhhhhhh— i can’t believe you send me an ask. like, i’m in love with your art. your AM design is hot cool. your feelings must be good then because how you wrote am was sort of actually in character. the reason i say sort of is because in canon he doesn’t love anyone (obviously). especially freaks like me who wouldn’t mind taking him out on a date before he turns us into blobs. but who cares about canon? not me ;)

what i especially loved was in a situation where AM was in love with reader, but was too stubborn and prideful to admit it, he wouldn’t—couldn’t be able to physically torture them. he would look for an alternative so the other five humans wouldn’t get too suspicious. so he only inflicts mental and emotional pain onto reader.

[neiptune]

I believe you should take a look at this 🖤

LONI HOW COULD YOU

[hazyaltcare]

A drawing for a Zan Partizanne (Kirby) kin who is dabbing.

This is quite possibly our first digital watercolor painting. I hope you like it!! I had fun making it B]

This is okay to use, edit, and/or repost with credit.

Mod Haze (🗨Davie (with some small amounts of misc. help from others in-system))

[losergirlsoap]

i just read “i have no mouth and i must scream”

all i can say is… woah…

[from-izzy]

Describe your mutuals with one emoji.

it is currently 'supposed-to-be-watching-lectures' time but! i need to step back a bit 😭

@astrae4 - 🍰

@cupidjyu - 🎀

@cloverdaisies - 🤍

@justalildumpling - 🎧

@littleroaes - 🌆

@sanaxo-o - 👹

@snowflakewhispers - 🎁

@sohnric - 💕

@strayed-quokka - 🔊

@winterchimez - 📑

[wintfleur]

hear me out: stella and oscar but stella's a racecar driver too 🫢

wait a minute . . . f1 driver stella . . . you are cooking 🫢

stella would have been a rookie the same year as him, and they would have course already been close friends from the years of knowing each other

stella would be max’s teammate!! and would have a great friendship with him and lando. Now that they are both f1 drivers they definitely would spend a lot more time together, often traveling together. I feel like it would be a situation where they would keep their relationship a secret for as long as they can, not wanting to deal with the media etc.

like imagine the cute moments between them in the cool down room, and them on the podium together and the after races hugs!!

[virtualplushy]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨ MWAH

1. rhythm & blues — ayra starr

2. dying 4 your love — snoh aalegra

3. head to toe — lara andallo

4. jealousy — fka twigs ft. rema

5. digitally yours — diamond white

[oblivious-idiot]

to whoever sent me an ask this morning to rant to them about my lady jane (and also said i was the reason they watched lockwood and co) please know i’m forever indebted to you

(i will formally answer the ask later on, please know i’m gonna go absolutely WILD)

[midnightsnyx]

You’re churning out so many great blurbs tonight! You’re incredible, friend! ❤️

omg thank you love!!🥰 you’re too kind!!! 🫶🏻

[isaut]

what do you think about all the Chrollo x reader stories that are always yandere. I personally feel like it’s too ooc for him. I agree he’s very dark and I guess you could say ‘evil’ to an extent, but I can’t understand why he’d treat his s/o like how ‘yanderes’ do. Wouldn’t he treat his s/o like family like he does the troupe? Idgi 🥲

I just wanna read smthin where he’s not literally being a r*pist

lmao i think no matter what universe you put chrollo in hes yandere. i also think no matter what universe you put him in chrollo isn’t a rapist.

yandere basically means that someone is sick with love— and will do anything to have their love fulfilled. i always think about yukako yamagashi from jjba. girl will do anything to get with koichi.

and i think that because of chrollo’s belief in fate (that he must both bend to the will of and write his own) makes him the perfect yandere. he thinks that he can make you fall in love with him no matter what he does.

but you’re right, in he isn’t a yandere that’s going to kidnap you and lock you up. instead, he’s going to spend days months years courting you until you’re in so deep he can throw the key into the ocean. he loves the thrill of the chase. his eye is on the prize but he can wait it out. watching you slowly fall into his trap, watching you willing fall into his trap provides him with all the satisfaction in the world. (think of a spider weaving a web around the most beautiful butterfly he’s ever seen with no thoughts other than: pretty. want for myself.)

he wants true love. he wants to believe in love in first sight. he also believes in nudging true love to happen. giving it a helpful little push. an object in motion stays in motion, after all.

[allylikethecat]

ally!! i saw the prompt list you reposted and whilst there were MULTIPLE that had me a little squealy thinking about fictional matty and george I think my FAVE would have to be the ‘have you eaten today’!!!

would love to see your take on this, as in my mind fictional matty is not very good at taking care of himself ESPECIALLY when stressed and sometimes fictional george has to step in to make sure he doesn’t like die of starvation and/or sleep deprivation lol.

(also i am anon #4 who would love a nashville fic lol and since I have recently become enamoured with everything you are writing in the george/matty tag i was wondering if I could start signing my asks with a ‘💌’ so you are aware of how much i fully appreciate your glorious fics lol))

Hi! Newly christened Letter 💌 Anon, 

(Side note - it blows my mind people care about this little blog and my writing enough to want to claim emojis so thank you so much to anyone that has - I may not have done the best job of keeping track of what has been claimed because I was so shocked anything had been claimed lol but if anyone else wants one let me know I have a list now! It’s fun!) 

It’s so nice to hear from the Nashville Fic Anon #4 (and to have an official emoji to refer to you with!) The Nashville Fic group is up to FIVE now which means if we went to a restaurant we would need a RESERVATION wild stuff! 

Thank you so much for sending in this prompt! It made me smile super hard so I went out of order and decided to jump it to the top of the list - sorry not sorry! 

I hope this is what you were looking for - if not let me know and I can write something else! Regardless, let me know what you think! 

If anyone else wants to send in a ways of subtley showing love prompt the list can be found here! 

Thank you so much for reading and for sending in this prompt! I’m so happy to hear that you’ve been enjoying my work, I know it’s not for everyone and is very heavy on the angst but the fact that it’s bringing (hopefully) joy to even one or two people makes me so incredibly happy! 🥰

❤️Ally

"Have you eaten today?"

“Hey,” said George softly, causing Matty to look up sharply. His hood slipped off his curls as he tilted his head back, his blurry eyes wide and surprised, glancing around frantically, worried that he had missed the call to board and that the plane was going to leave without him. 

“Have you eaten today?” He asked, frowning at the dark circles under Matty’s sunken eyes illuminated by the glow of his laptop screen.

“Wha?” Matty asked, tugging his headphones off, letting them hang around his neck. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to refocus his vision on George, swallowing a yawn as he did so. He shut his laptop and shoved it into his backpack that was sitting half open at his side, they had to be boarding soon and he didn’t want to forget it (again). 

“I got you a sandwich,” George said, holding up the take away bag, “and a coke, and it made me realize, have you eaten today?”

Matty froze, trying to remember. They had flown in late the night before, and Matty’s head had barely hit the pillow before he was bombarded with calls from his lawyer, and their newly hired PR agency to discuss The Incident as they were referring to it. 

He had spent nearly all night on the bathroom floor, hunched over his laptop, whispering on the phone as to not wake George, as he tried to navigate the storm pulling him in multiple directions. As if George could sleep without the warm weight of Matty pressed against his side, drawn to him like a magnet or a moth to the flame, his own personal weighted blanket. He wasn’t taking care of himself, letting himself be tossed each and every way, his body battered as it beat against the shore line while he gave a bloody smile and assurances that it was fine, everything was fine. But it wasn’t fine,  Matty wasn’t fine. He was spreading himself too thin, his edges frayed and damaged, a salt stained rope threatening to snap. Offering himself up as a punching bag, taking the hits without complaint as if he could spare the rest of them the anguish. 

He had already been up when George awoke, fluttering around the hotel room in a tornado of limbs now that he didn’t have to try and be quiet, fielding calls from lawyers, from PR, from the media and from Jamie. He did it without complaint, giving a sad smile when he said he was okay, that he was figuring it out. That he was sorry to have caused such a commotion, to have made such a mess as if he had been alone in his actions, alone in his views. 

Matty had missed breakfast, pacing the length of the hotel parking lot while he spoke on the phone, a cigarette dangling between two fingers as he chainsmoked through the tense exchanging of words. Then they had taken the van to the venue, completed sound check, and Matty had found a quiet corner to take a zoom call with Brad about set design for the upcoming tour. They performed, the crowd lively even if Matty himself was more subdued. He had showered at the venue before being bundled back into the van, and was now sitting on the floor of the airport lounge, their late night flight out delayed due to a mechanical issue and the complimentary buffet already closed for the evening.  

His stomach grumbled and he reached up, accepting the take away bag and the bottle of coke. He couldn’t imagine that he had gone all day without eating, but he also couldn’t remember a moment where he had. He had started to unwrap a crushed Poptart he had found at the bottom of his backpack, but he couldn’t remember eating it, having been pulled into a debrief about venue security and how it was imperative that he did not make his way into the crowd that night. He had obliged without complaint, he couldn’t imagine all of the hands on him, touching him, pulling at him when he already felt like he was a breath away from breaking. He’s pretty sure he had sat the Poptart down on a table, and when he returned it was gone.  

“Thanks,” he said, pulling the sandwich out of the bag and unwrapping it from the paper, smiling when he saw ham and swiss, his go to comfort food when he was feeling overwhelmed. There was a bag of salt and vinegar crisps in there as well and he tore into the plastic eagerly, surprising even himself with how hungry he was as he scarfed them down as if someone was waiting to take them away from him. He hadn’t realized how truly hungry he was until he had started eating.

“Don’t choke,” said George fondly, dropping his large body onto the ground next to Matty on the floor, wincing at the way his knee cracked on the way down. Turning thirty had been the worst thing he ever did. 

“I won’t,” said Matty after he swallowed a bite of his sandwich, before taking a swig of coke, the carbonation stinging in his chest from drinking it too quickly causing him to hiccup painfully. 

“I love you,” said George fervently, wrapping his arm around Matty’s shoulders and tugging him into his side, Matty went easily, scooting across the rough fabric carpet to lean into George’s comforting warmth, still clinging to his sandwich, stomach jumping as he hiccuped again. Guilt stirring in George’s belly, he wished he could take the haunted look out of Matty’s eyes, he wished he could give him twelve hours of uninterrupted sleep. Matty squeezed George’s knee and took another bite of his sandwich. George wished he had realized that Matty hadn’t eaten sooner. 

“I love you too,” said Matty, resting his head on George’s shoulder, closing his eyes. “Thank you for taking care of me,” he said, opening his eyes again to look at the sandwich, overcome with exhaustion and emotion.

“Always,” said George, it was the least he could do. 

[punkeropercyjackson]

Today is my birthday, I'm 25 now.

Happy birthday bestie!!!♡♡♡

[deedis]

I just reblogged a post from you and then realized you already reblogged it from me

HI ALLIE!!!!!!!!!!! LOL YAYYYYYYY i think we should reblog it back and forth for infinity :)