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gretavangroupie · 2 years

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Bloom (Chapter 4)

Chapter 4

Chapter 3

Warnings: Angst, Smut.

“Why else love, if not to feel stars exploding in our veins” - Butterflies Rising

You and Amelia arrive home around early afternoon and you quickly do your few work tasks for the day, so that its not a total loss. You hear Amelia put an album on the record player, and you hum along with her selection. You are fighting the urge to text Josh and see what he is up to. You wonder where they are going next. You wonder the next time you will get to see him, or even if you will. Next thing you know you find your self googling Greta Van Fleet. You see pictures of the guys in various stages of life. You see Josh with many different haircuts and you giggle to yourself. You open Spotify and pull up their artist profile and begin your deep dive into their music. As you continue your google searching you find out that Jake and Josh are twins, they are older than Sam and Danny, and they are from Michigan. You click on a link that takes you to a video of them performing in 2015 and you laugh at how far they have come since then. The next link takes you to twitter, where there are hundreds of people talking about Josh and the other guys. They are clearly huge fans, posting selfies with the guys and reposting photos of them all throughout their careers, along with jokes and various other things.

You begin to wonder if you are in over your head, you’re suddenly very overwhelmed when you spot a photo of you and Josh. You quickly click on it to make it larger. It’s a photo of you two walking out to the van last night. Josh’s arm linked through yours. Both of you smiling at each other. The caption reading, “Who is this????” With multiple comments of people speculating or asking the same thing.

You quickly close the computer screen shut and sit there and stare into space. You realize you should probably send the picture to Josh if he hasn’t already seen it. Maybe that’s why you haven’t heard from him, however you quickly talk yourself out of it.

You reopen the computer, take a picture of the screen and you text it to Amelia instead. She replies almost instantly.

Amelia: Aww! That is so cute! Better get used to it!

You: Not aww! I haven’t heard from Josh since yesterday morning and I am wondering if this is the reason! I don’t think he wants anyone to know about this “thing”.

Amelia: That’s show business babe, and from what Danny told me I don’t think that is the case.

You: What do you mean what Danny told you? Why am I just now hearing about this??? Come in the office right now!

A few minutes later Amelia steps through the door.

“Im sorrrrry, I didn’t want to say anything because technically it was a secret, but I don’t want you to worry.” She said.

You shoot her an icy look.

“Lets hear it.” You demand.

She sighs, “Okay so Danny told me that Josh hasn’t really dated anyone in while, and that this is the first time that he has ever had a girl back stage with him, let alone share his hotel room with. He said that he has been talking about you non stop, so I really wouldn’t worry about that picture…” She says reassuringly.

You let out a deep breath and spin around in your computer chair thinking about this new information. You find yourself biting the inside of your cheek.

“Well, it doesn’t change the fact that I haven’t heard from him since.” You say pointedly.

“I haven’t heard from Danny either if it makes you feel better. Let’s go grab some dinner.”

Dinner and the rest of the evening were relatively quiet. Knowing you both had a full day of work tomorrow, you decided to turn in early. You settle on watching a movie in bed and just relaxing until you fall asleep. Half way through ‘The Time Traveler’s Wife’ you hear your phone buzz on your night stand. You pick it up. It’s Josh.

Josh: Hey pretty girl, I JUST got service. We have been driving through the mountains all day to Virginia and we finally just arrived. I have been thinking about you all day.

Your heart leaps out of your chest. You aren’t sure why your brain always assumes the worst but you have to stop listening to it. You reply quickly.

You: Hi! I have been thinking about you too. Glad you all made it safely. Have you seen this?

You attach the picture you took from your computer earlier and hit send.

Josh: I had not since I didn’t have any service, but I have now. It’s a cute picture. I think I’ll save it. ;)

Another text comes through right after.

Josh: I wish you were here.

You: Yeah, It is chilly here tonight, I could go for another good nights sleep with you to keep me warm.

Josh: I wish I could say it won’t be long, but I don’t think I will be home for a break for at least another month. We have already had quite a few ups and downs with this tour and having to cancel a few shows. I am hoping the rest of it goes smoothly.

You: It’s okay you’re worth the wait. ;) Sorry to hear about the cancellations. Im sending good vibes for the rest of the tour.

Josh: You will let me know If you want to come to any of the shows right? You can come to any of them. I’ll even let you share my hotel room…

You: Yeah, I will let you know. The last part sounds nice…

Josh: You know I never use my phone this much, my brothers are already making fun of me. Usually I can’t even find it. What have you done to me?

You: I can let you go…

Josh: NO! Im just saying, its nice to have someone of my own to talk to for once. Usually the guys call their girlfriends around this time every night, and I just hangout by myself until they are done. I am happy I can participate in the group activity now.

You: Happy to be of service. :)

Josh: I can think of a few things you could service…

You: Oh really? Like what?

Josh: Well, just use that beautiful mind, Im sure you can think of a few things. ;)

You: I will think about it, but will you?

Josh: I have been all day pretty girl. In fact I haven’t stopped thinking about it since we left the hotel. I’m going to get some sleep, our manager has a whole day planned for us tomorrow…

You: Sounds like fun! Goodnight Josh

Josh: Goodnight angel, sleep well. I will talk to you tomorrow.

You place your phone back on the night stand and finish your movie, but you haven’t watched a minute of it. You drift off to sleep replaying your favorite night with Josh, over and over, wishing you could cuddle up next to him right now.

You woke up the next morning feeling happier than usual. Something about knowing that you would talk to Josh again today made you that way. Like nothing could ruin your mood.

That is, until your little spat with your boss. After that, the rest of your day was uneventful.

Around 6:30 you receive a text from Josh.

Josh: Hey beautiful, we are about to start doing pre-show warm ups for tonight. I will call you after the show, before we hit the road? If it’s not too late? I don’t want to keep you up.

You respond immediately knowing he is going to put his phone down any second. You decide to keep it short and sweet.

You: I’ll be up, and looking forward to it. Break a leg. :)

You spent the rest of the night anxiously awaiting your phone call with Josh. Around 11:30 you are staring to doze off while waiting when you feel your phone vibrating on your bed.

“Hello?” You answer groggily.

“Hello lovely” Josh says with a raspy voice. “You sound like you were asleep?” he asks.

“I… wasn’t… fully asleep.” You say coyly. “I was just resting my eyes” you joke.

“How was the show?” You ask.

“It was great, it was a good one tonight, the crowd was really receptive and we all had a good time.” He says proudly.

“Aw, wish I could have been there. I have been brushing up on lyrics.” You say.

“Ah, I can give you a private lesson if you want. Just say the word. I happen to know them all.”he jokes.

“I’m sure you would be an excellent teacher.” You laugh.

“How was your day, did you do anything fun?” He asks.

It’s so weird that Josh, a literal rockstar, wants to know about your average and mundane everyday life. When his is the complete opposite.

“No, I had a small tiff with my boss over a scheduling conflict but other than that it was a pretty normal day for me. I was talking to Amelia about possibly going to one of those co-work office spaces just to get out of the house more but still be in a working environment. She told me about a couple and I may check them out next week. Fun stuff I know.” You joke.

“That sounds very efficient, but still communicative. That is probably where I would end up too. I like to talk to new people.” He says.

“No, not you!” You joke at his expense.

“We are on the road all night tonight to go to Pennsylvania.” He says.

“Do you play again tomorrow or do you have a night off? Im not sure how all of this works.” You say.

“Yes, we play again tomorrow, then we have a two days off, with traveling of course, and then we play another two nights in a row. It’s a little confusing, i’ll send you the tour schedule. That way you can count down the days until I get to come home for a break.” He says.

You can hear the excitement in his voice. You get butterflies in your stomach at the countdown statement. He wants to see you again when he gets back? Why you? You’re not complaining though…

“When are you supposed to have that break?” You ask.

“We are supposed to have a long break after the Bangor show around the beginning of October. Almost 10 days I think, before we hit the road again for another month.” He says. “And the minute I get home I’m coming to see you.” He announces.

“Oh hey, they are calling for us to get on the bus. I have to go for now, but maybe I can call you again tomorrow?” He asks.

“Of course, you can call me or text me any time you want. You know that.” You say.

“I do now.” He says. “Goodnight sweet girl, I will talk to you tomorrow”.

You can hear the sentiment in his voice.

“Goodnight to you too, whenever that will be, safe travels and I will talk to you tomorrow.” You reply.

“Bye babe” he says. “Bye” you reply right before you hit the end call button.

You spend yet another night dreaming of being wrapped up in Josh.

The next several days went about the same. You did end up going into a co-work space in East Nashville and it was really nice to be around others, also working remotely.

You and Josh texted a few times throughout the day but every night he would call you right around 11:30. You could tell that he likes to talk on the phone more than he liked to text. He would send you picture of random things that he would see in the cities they would visit but he really had a lot more to say over the phone. You talked about the shows on show nights, the funny signs he would see and the outfits people would wear. And on non show nights he would want to talk about your day and random topics he would choose. Every day you felt like you were getting to know him better and better becoming closer with each other. Each night he would tell you how many days were left until he would see you. And the number was officially down to one. Looking at their schedule they had a show tonight in Bangor, and then he would fly home for almost 2 weeks. He had already told you all of the things that he planned for the two of you to do together when he got back. You could hardly wait to see him, even though it had barely been 2 weeks since the last time you saw him.

He had texted you a few things today, his normal good morning, something funny one of the guys did at lunch and just a little while ago he texted you telling you they were about to go on and that he would call you after.

Around 11:30 you waited for your phone call with Josh. 11:30 turned into midnight, which turned in 12:30, with no phone call. You worried a little but chalked it up to Josh probably being tired and that you would just talk to him tomorrow. You decided to go to bed, knowing that tomorrow night around this time you would hopefully be intertwined with him into the early morning.

*Bzz, Bzz, Bzz* you wake up to your phone vibrating on your night stand. The clock showing 2:41AM. It’s Josh.

With squinting eyes you read his text.

Josh: I know its late, I’m sorry I didn’t call you babe, I fucked up really bad.

After that bombshell of a text, your heart drops for a second. You read it again. You contemplate replying now, or in the morning. If he is awake right now, something must be wrong.

You: What’s wrong Josh? Is everything okay?

You nervously wait for his reply, your hands starting to get clammy. You see the three dots begin to move and stop before starting back again.

Josh: Something happened at the show tonight and I am in horrible pain. I don’t want you to worry but I will text you when we land tomorrow.

That’s right, they are supposed to come home tomorrow.

You: Im so sorry, I understand if you don’t want to talk about it. I hope you can get some sleep tonight. Goodnight Josh.

Josh: Night angel

You try to go back to sleep but you toss and turn all night wondering what could have happened at the show. You finally fall back asleep thinking of the possibility of seeing Josh tomorrow.

The next day you pace around nervously wondering and waiting to hear from Josh. You are dying to know what happened but you refuse to check social media. You want to hear it from him.

Around 2:30 your phone rings. It’s Josh.

“Hello?” You answer.

“Hey babe, We are back in Nashville. Jake is going to take me home if you want to come over?” He says.

“Sure, just text me your address. Also, are you feeling okay? Are you sure you’re up for me coming over? I completely understand…” he cuts you off suddenly.

“Yes, Im sure. You’re the only person I want to see right now.” He says.

“Okay, well I will see you in a little while…” you say

“See you then.” he replies.

Once the phone call ends you rush around trying to freshen up and decide on something to wear. Josh texts you his address and you see that he only lives about 10 minutes away.

You head over to his house around 3:15 to make sure that he has enough time to get back from the airport and settle in a bit. You are shaking with nerves. You haven’t seen him since that day in Knoxville, where seemingly everything changed. Mentally and physically.

You pull into his driveway and see his jeep sitting there. You notice lights on inside the house and you know he is home. You wipe your sweaty palms on your jeans and turn off your car.

You get out and begin to walk to the door. Josh opens the front door before you make it there, leaning against the door jam, looking just as beautiful as you remember.

“You found me” he says.

“Well google found you, I just followed the directions” you joke.

He ushers you inside and you’re met with the very faint aroma of incense, a type you can’t quite put your finger on just yet. It smells just like Josh.

“Okay I can’t take it anymore, what’s wrong? What happened?” You beg.

“Ahhh…..” He lets out an exasperated breath. “Lets sit” he says falling into his leather couch.

“So the show was going great, nothing out of the ordinary, we were at the very tail end of the set. I decided to go stand over by Jake while he did his thing, and honestly I am not super sure what exactly transpired but I was standing too close to one of the pyrotechnic machines and when the fireworks shot out at the end of his solo, it felt like someone shot me in my left ear. I thought my in ear monitor was malfunctioning so I pulled it out quickly but the pain was searing through my head. We still had about 20 minutes left in the show, so I just pushed through it. Jake knew something was up. He didn’t take his eyes off of me the rest of the show, and Sam and Danny picked up on it not too long after him” he said.

You rubbed his arm as he continued his retelling, and he leaned into your touch. You could tell he wasn’t feeling great.

“Anyways, I finished the show the best that I could. As soon as we got off stage I went to see the Aid that travels with us. It took her all of about 5 minutes to come to the conclusion that my ear drum was ruptured.” He finished.

“Oh no” you say with sad eyes, still rubbing his hands between yours.

“It hurts so damn bad, it feels like there is an ice pick lodged into my ear canal” He says rubbing his forehead.

“Is there anything you can do?” You ask.

“That’s the worst part. No. There is literally nothing I can do except let it heal which could take weeks, months even.” He says. “The aid said that I need to keep loud noises to a minimum to help speed up the recovery which brings the tour into play.” He states.

You stare at him, unsure of what to say.

“I am going to take the next 10 days to do absolutely that. Im going to go get a second opinion. We have had some bad luck with this tour, I swear its cursed. This is the last thing I needed to happen.” He jokes.

“Well if there is anything I can do, please just tell me” you say lovingly with a gentle smile.

“You already are. This is just what I need. It’s also all I have thought about for two weeks.” He smiles at you.

His hand reaches up and brushes your cheek and weaves through your hair as he pulls you in for the most gentle and desperate kiss. The kiss you’ve been waiting for and imagining for days. This is not exactly how your reunion played out in your head but you’re here now and it feels more right than you imagined it would.

Your lips both part simultaneously to allow the other access and your tongues begin their familiar dance.

You break away “Is this okay? I don’t want to hurt you” you ask.

“It’s worth it” he says tackling you down to the couch.

“You’ll tell me if it’s too much right?” You ask.

“No probably not…” he laughs continuing to kiss you between remarks. “Do you want a drink?” He asks.

“Sure what do you have? I know you haven’t been here for a bit” you say. He gets up and walks into his kitchen.

“I think I might have bottle of wine Sam left here.” he says looking around his pantry.

“Yep. Here it is. Will this work?” He asks.

“Anything is fine, really.” you reply. He removes two wine glasses from the cabinet and pours the glasses half full. He corks the wine and delivers your glass. “Im not really a big red wine guy, but it will work. Anything to stop this nagging pain.” He says.

“See I knew it, let’s just relax and hang out. You need to rest.” You state.

“You’ll stay tonight, right?” He asks with longing eyes.

“If you want me to, but I will have to borrow some clothes again.” you smirk.

“Please, yes, I want you to stay and of course you can borrow whatever you want. Just go in the closet, and whatever you find, is yours.” He says.

You decide to order in dinner since Josh’s fridge is practically empty, life of a rockstar I guess. Once you both had eaten you decided to watch a movie, which you will now be calling films at Josh’s request. About halfway through you look over to see Josh sound asleep with your legs in his lap. All the traveling and time zone changes has finally caught up with him. He looks so peaceful, head slung back onto the back of the couch, his mouth slightly parted and you hear small breaths escaping. You could stare at him forever. He just has that something that makes you never want to look away. Like you’re in a trance. You find yourself absentmindedly running your fingers through his curls when his eyes flutter open a tiny bit and he sees your staring at him.

“I think dozed off there for a second.” He smiles.

“About 30 minutes actually, but let’s go to bed. You need to sleep.” You say.

“I would love nothing more.” He says, standing up to head to his bedroom.

You’ve never seen his bedroom but imagined what it may look like. Once you arrive down the hall, you step in and its almost exactly as you pictured. It’s calm and serene and cozy and you know that this is his safe space where he can wind down and forget the chaos of his life. He points to a door and tells you that that is where the closet is and to take whatever you want.

You walk into the closet and find rows and rows of shirts, pants, shorts, coverall type suits, etc. you look around for just a plain t-shirt to sleep in and once you find it you quickly shed your clothes and slip it on. You find a bin with all of his boxers, and grab a pair of boxer briefs that are navy colored with tiny pink flowers. You slip off your thong and slide the briefs on instead.

You walk out of the closet to find Josh already in bed, the room dimly lit by a lamp on his bedside table. He pulls the duvet back motioning for you to get in. He seems happy with your selection of clothing based on his smile. You crawl in next to him and snuggle into his side. He wraps his arms around you pulling you in even closer to his side. He holds you there for for a few minutes before turning to look at you. This is exactly what you pictured every single night as you fell asleep, for the past two weeks. It finally real and its sinfully good.

Your hand begins to migrate down from Josh’s bare chest down to his waist until your hand meets his happy trail and you realize that he is completely nude and hard as a rock.

“You’re naked!” You say playfully.

“Well I always sleep naked when I am home, feels better to be completely free in these linen sheets” he says almost like a song.

“Im not complaining” you say as your hand finds his length gripping around the base.

A small hiss comes from his mouth and his body tenses.

His hand begins to feel up your body sliding under your shirt and grasping and kneading at your breast. You take this as a sign to continue as you start to move your hand up and down his rock hard dick. His mouth is on yours quicker than you can even register and his tongue is exploring every inch of your mouth. His lips, soft and plush against yours heightens the arousal between your legs as you begin to rub your legs together just to feel a bit of friction.

He takes notice and removes his hand from your nipple and begins to make his way down to your center.

“Baby I have thought about this for days” he says. “I need to taste you.” he begs.

You feel a bead of pre cum form at his tip and smooth over it with your thumb before bringing it to your mouth and dragging your thumb along your tongue slowly while staring him right in the eyes. That is his final straw and he grabs you and pushes you up the bed. Your heart is beating out of your chest as he rest between you parted legs. He shimmies the boxers down your legs and throws them across the bed.

“Open for me pretty girl” he says. You know that you would do anything he asks when he uses those words.

He rubs his hands up and down your thighs slowly to help you relax, it does just that and you find yourself opening up to him. He begins to kiss his way up your thighs starting at your knee and making his way towards your center, your hands gripping the sheets underneath you.

“Josh, please” you beg. Desperate to feel something, anything.

You suddenly feel his warm tongue slide right up your already dripping core. You feel a spark of electricity travel from your toes all the way to your head. He circles around your clit with his tongue and you are positive that this has never felt this good before. He continues to lap away at your center until you are shaking in anticipation of your release. He slides a finger inside of you and gages your reaction. You slid your hand into his curls letting him know to continue. He pumps in and out and then adds another finger.

“Josh I’m gonna cum” you cry out.

“Do it. Do it for me baby.” He says in a husky voice. “Right here on my hand, show me pretty girl.”

As if they were magic words you begin to unravel, right there, in a moment you’ve thought of for days. You look into big brown eyes, but they aren’t just eyes, they are his eyes and that alone is enough to be your undoing.

As you begin your decent back down to earth Josh slowly removes his hand and makes his way up to your face. “How beautifully you come apart for me” with a soft kiss on your panting chest. You reach for him and he stops you, feeling a pang of rejection he slides his hand to your face. “Tonight was for you” he says. “Now, we will sleep and tomorrow you can have your way with me” he laughs. He reached over to turn off the lamp and rolls back into your side. He pulls you into him. Your bodies fitting perfectly together, he places his hand on your hair and smoothes it into place around your shoulders, petting your head and humming a familiar melody very softly as you both drift off to sleep in pure bliss.

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aquariumgirls · 1 year

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ok so i have an idea for a fic/series abt the turtles revealing themselves to the public and becoming new most beloved heroes n shit BUT. its also gonna be set in 2023 (current year) and so im getting some hesdcanons written down basically.

STARTING W BIG RAPHIE!

- raph is 20, has been on hrt for 5 years and works at a daycare in the hidden city ^_^ (donnie synthesized it bc they do that for leos hormones and their own as well)

- shes very shy going outside at first bc shes big (over 8ft tall!!) amd spiky but everyone sees her as the big softy she is immediately :] and well. if anyone says anything bad abt her theyll have to deal w her three menaces of little siblings

- she has a hello kitty tattoo on her forearm

- princess peach is her biggest style inspiration! she mends and hems her own clothes to fit around her shell and knits sweaters every winter and donates them to clothing drives

- cried at the amount of people who said "hi barbie!" to her both before and after seeing the barbie movie

- infiltrates leos twitter lives to pick him up by the scruff of his neck to make him go to bed and people go absolutely nutty abt it (basically: OMG SHES SCRUFFING HIM LIKE A KITTEN, LMAOO GET SCRUFFED IDIOT, LOVE HOW SHE TREATS HER SIBLINGS LIKE UNRULY CATS)

- diagnosed Big Dog Energy by twitter

- does makeup asmr lives on twitter and youtube bc people tell her that her voice is nice

- most active on her youtube channel which is mostly her annoying her little siblings (in her words: they've been annoying me for my whole life, time for payback)

- theres a meme of her standing in donnies doorway menacingly. she's holding a blanket. the caption was "im going to get burrito'd someone write my obituary"

- posts pictures of their siblings when they've been burrito'd. even april isn't safe

- one time april stole raphs phone and showed a photo of raph burrito'd instead

- pinned tweet is her crying over a nearly 7ft tall teddy bear plushie someone gave to her as a thanks for saving the world

- she has a custom build a bear

- fosters puppies and kittens frequently! has two foster fails. one is a greyhound named alice who she raised from a bottle baby, and another is a gigantic maine coon named ghost bc he's all white and blind. ghost wraps himself around her neck like a living fur scarf. the cat is absolutely massive btw stretched out heslike half her size

NEXT IS...NEON LEON

- leo is 19 and shooting up like a weed (7ft 2)

- frequently uses mikey and donnie as armrests to be annoying (donnie will bite him. leo is undeterred)

- has a sick ass bionic arm courtesy of donnie! always makes arm and a leg jokes w donnie bc theyre both menaces

- works at run of the mill :] may or may not have a crush on a certain bunny waiter...

- is actually very good at customer service

- is the second most active online, and the most open w his face and being seen in public! cried when a kid said that he was their hero and is haunted by the videos of it

- tried to steal a duck in broad daylight.

- dresses like a modern eboy sorry.

- has (almost) as many piercings as donnie! almost. doesn't have snakebites, but has a septum piercing, eyebrow piercing and hangs little earrings and general things from his mask tails!

- every time hes in the background of a video, he default dances. it doesn't matter where he is, whos recording, he *knows*. its become a meme

- casually refers to cj (who is 17, almost 18) as his son. refuses to elaborate

- can be found basking in central park when its sunny enough, usually alongside mikey

- loves to say "me n donnie are actually identical twins you just can't tell bc we're turtles"

- has a yt channel where he covers songs, usually glam rock

NEXT................DONATELLO W A BOOK IN THEIR HAND

- 19 like leo (04 babies RIIIIIIIISE)

- scarcely goes outside in the daytime but when they do they're usually in the most extra outfits they have. ("if i have to be forced into the sun, i may as well dazzle!)

- people kept asking them if they went to barbie or oppenheimer. they went to barbie, duh?

- has so. many. piercings. snakebites, septum, bridge, cheek piercings, eyebrow. half their face is metal

- unsuprisingly modern cybergoth.

- wardrobe is either black clothes or purple clothes.

- genius built is an actual fully fledged company now, and they are very proud! and also they make a lot of money. (they donate most of it to charity, because eat the rich)

- is the frequent victim of 0.5 pictures bc of their snoot

- has a joke asmr channel (plague doctor tells you that you're dying asmr, carpenter finds bees in your walls asmr, sickly victorian child begs you for money asmr)

- is Tall. they seem much taller bc theyre lanky as hell (6ft 7)

- frequently speaks at colleges, except when people hear that purple is speaking at their college they dont expect a Goth As Hell Turtle with a snoot to rival a borzoi. most people guess their aesthetic incorrectly and donnie thinks its hilarious

- there are compilations of them smiling/laughing over the internet. the most common one is them laughing so hard they can barely breathe after someone called leo "lame-o-nerdo"

- is most frequently spotted at the local target. they like trinkets

- one time a guy tried to flirt w them and they politely redirected him towards leo

- came out very nonchalantly on a live. donnie was texting someone in the bg of one of leos lives and the chat kept asking omg what r they smiling at!! and they looked up and said "my girlfriend duh" and when people started saying YOU LIKE GIRLS??? they started directly into the camera w a vaguely confused expression for 10 seconds straight before saying "of course i like girls??? im a lesbian??" and three echoing voices shouted "I THOUGHT YOU WERE AMERICAN"

- the clip went viral. obviously.

- theres a clip of donnie biting an entire watermelon and it exploding

- is actually very open to taking photos w people ^_^ loves it when kids come up to them and say they look cool/shiny. never fails to make them cry

LAST BUT DEFINITELY NOT LEAST.......MIKEYYYYY

- 18! though he doesn't really care bc its not like he can vote anyways

- puts graffiti up on the weirdest places

- accidentally mentioned knowing rupert swaggart on twitter. also accidentally revealed that his dad is lou jitsu which made splinter get a twitter

- has a tattoo sleeve in progress that works around his mystic scarring and also sketched out hamato clan tattoos for his entire family which they then all got

- suprisingly has less tattoos than leo. but unsuprisingly less than donnie, who went absolutely batshit.

- favorite tattoo is his tattoo of karai on his shoulder

- apprentice tattoo artist in the hidden city, also made his own hot sauce (and was the first turtle to go on hot ones. never broke a sweat ofc unlike raph who almost immediately started crying from the spice)

- was dared by leo to scream "IM MAKING FUCKINH MACKING CHEESE IN THE MICHEAL WAVE" from a rooftop. he did it, recorded it, and pinned it on twitter

- lethal puppy eyes can and will be used on anyone and everyone. its how he gets away w so much

- small still (5'11)

- sometimes shows up on leos song cover channel along w donnie

- posts recipes on twitter and instagram

- instagram is literally just pictures of food

- loves to go sunbathing and will sit in a quiet park for hours

- ate an entire orange, peel and all, in front of st least 12 children as a dare

- no piercings but has silly bandz hooked onto his mask

- visits local art colleges frequently

- showed up on donnies joke asmr channel (the video was my little brother reads an entire cookbook front to back while i lay dead on the floor. raphs cat decided to start kneading donnies shell halfway in and then promptly loafed on them for the rest of the video while mikey tried very hard not to laugh)

- met beyoncé. cried.

GROUP HCS.

- leo and donnie will take off their respective prosthetics as jokes often. leo will offer someone a hand and detach his arm. donnie has thrown their leg at people. more than once. theres compilations of it. theres an unexplained no context video on leos twitter of donnie in the living room, detaching their leg, opening a hidden compartment and then proceeding to shake out nearly a thousand fake plastic spiders along with a truly uncountable amount of batteries. the video ends with donnie snapping their head towards the camera and shouting "DON'T REVEAL MY SECRETS DIPSHIT" before lunging at leo

- theres multiple videos of the disaster twins being a disaster as raph slowly approaches from behind them, scruffs them like cats and then flings them over her shoulder like particularly unruly sacks of flour. theres also compilations of her holding her siblings under their arms like cats. donnie seems to be the most receptive to it, bc they could be angrily ranting snd then raph picks them up and they just. dangle. pupils dilated and content to be carried off.

- theres a video of raph gnawing on an impressively large tree branch in the woods, illumimated only by a phone flash. she looks almost guilty in it.

- mikey took a video of his three aquatic siblings in the rain and titled it "turtle zoomies"

the video shows raph contentedly soaking in the rain, tail swishing in a particularly deep puddle. leo and donnie are chasing each other at inhuman speeds while chirping. raph looks at the camera and smiles before donnie runs into her, to which she then decides it's time for cuddles. leo runs at the camera and the video ends.

- donnie showed up on leos song cover channel and covered both world is mine (obviously) but also to the hellfire by lorna shore, metal screams and all. people have begged them to make their own song cover channel but they just said "why make my own when i can just steal my brothers?"

- the turtles accidentally revealed having mafia ties ala big mama ("oh yeah we have a mom too! not by birth though. big mama!" "THE FUCKING LEADER OF THE SPIDER MAFIA??" "the WHAT.")

SORRY THIS IS REALKY LONG

#tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt hc #rottmnt hc #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #long post #postings #raphael hamato #leonardo hamato #donatello hamato #michelangelo hamato #rise raph #rise leo #rise donnie #rise mikey

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✨ Bean's Top Five Song Discoveries of 2023 ✨

yes i realize it is already well into january 2024 but here, enjoy the songs i found this year that define my 2023. if you're new here, hi i used to make obsessive music posts but now dont have time to make full ones so take this instead: your very own unique insight to my 2023!

this post is dedicated to @disco-tea for somehow being invested in all my music adventures and obsessions, bestie ily 🥺💕

STOP (Lollapalooza Version) by j-hope (Eng. translation // Performance w/ Eng. sub)

im totally cheating already by choosing this when i first listened to jitb in 2022. but honestly? i dont care. i saw hobipalooza for the first time in 2023 and this version was only officially released then so here it is now!

to be frank, watching the performance was a completely different experience to me compared to listening to the studio release. while the original recording sounded conversational, it felt like something was exploding out of him during this performance. he needed to get things off his chest and yet still barely stops himself in his tracks from spiralling. and the juxtaposition !! placing it right after Equal Sign, where he is preaching kindness and understanding and unity and even goes so far to say "it costs you nothing to be kind" ?? and then the sudden immediate whiplash into STOP where he is actively holding himself back because its not true! being kind is hard!!! but he wants to be understanding and practice what he preaches but even he fails and gets "contaminated by the viruses" sometimes. its hard, its real, its raw. and ugh !! this song !!!

Bonus: the moment I always start to lose my mind

its the way the alternate title to this song is "there are no bad people in the world," a belief he holds deep to his core. and yet only a few breaths later, he confesses that the reality of the world makes him question if people are even human anymore. 😩 like wtf-

but also. its so true. and relatable. sometimes i cant even look at the news anymore bc its so hard to be a hopeful and positive and good person when you are bombarded with only hate and tragedy. i have never seen that feeling captured so perfectly in a song. jung hoseok you king.

tldr i think about this song, its performance juxtaposition, and what it means way too often. eternally sad that the youtube video with eng subs playing those songs back to back got taken down, i rewatched it so much it haunts me. may we never ever forget hobipalooza bc jung hoseok made Choices !!

Don't Wanna Cry by Seventeen (Eng. translation // Performance w/ Eng. sub in captions)

the real ones remember how j-hope took over my life that second half of 2022 and how much i fought tooth and nail the entire way... so yeah lol seventeen took over the second half of 2023 and this is the song that got me out of that denial.

the thing is. i had kept hearing about this song and this choreography and how iconic it was, which is why i avoided it for so long. but as we all know, no matter how much i joke, i am and always will be a dancer. dancing will always be in my blood. so it is very on brand that a good dancer has been what gets me into kpop groups 100% of the time (2 out of 2 groups stanned bc i fell for the main dancer 🫣). and as a choreographer, good choreo will always have an unreasonable chokehold on me. and yet, Don't Wanna Cry has the audacity to exist ?? featuring performance unit leader hoshi with his most masterful choreography for this heartbreaking song ?? come onnn, i had no chance.

i cant say anything about this choreo that hasnt been said before but like seriously, watch this practice video and tell me this choreo isnt one of the most in-sync yet emotionally effective pieces of art you've ever seen. You don't even need the translations to understand the emotions behind it. But when I first saw the lyrics with the choreography, I swear I got chills. Ironically, once DK sang out this line:

my eyes got blurry. because thats the whole point of the song isn't it? thats the whole reason why they dont want to cry. because they realize their time together is limited, their heart is breaking but each second in their presence is so beautiful and precious, how dare tears get in the way of fully appreciating this time together. its beautiful and heartbreaking and then the timing of falling to their knees right after for a chorus just adds into the hopelessness.

And I know everyone talks about the bridge but like- the bridge.

Lying to yourself that everything is OK only to fall on your knees again begging "come back, come back, come back". The rawness in this choreo. The almost uncontrollable chest pops in this vulnerable, open position because these words are coming from their heart.

Also Hoshi still to this day calls this one of his favorite svt choreos. He doesn't brag much about his choreo nowadays but the interviews I could find of him proudly relaying the story behind the iconic "streetlight" choreo just 🥺🥺 me too buddy. choreo can be beautiful sometimes and he did so good with this one. 🥺🥺🥺 choreographer hoshi, king of my heart, thank you for making me fall in love with this song 🥺🙌

I'm Just Another Person Oh God by Daisy the Great (lyrics)

Ah, yes. the Daisy the Great phase. I could have picked the whole All You Need is Time album honestly bc the storyline it has in my head is so fucked up I can't handle it. But in the end, it was a toss up between including this one or Aluminum in this list bc those were the ones I had on loop. for. reasons. 🫣

Gosh, what to say about this song. other than admitting, wow was I going through something for this one. Haven't we all felt this way sometimes though? Wanting something so bad and it not working out and then stepping back like. "wait am i being greedy and selfish with this?" and the answer is no! like actually im just being entirely super normal with this. just like everyone else! only i am also filled with some bonus woe! like ?!??!?! wasnt that the biggest 2023 mood? idk it was for me lmao.

There is something to be said with this album though, that is particularly apparent in this song. It's that kind of cynical wistfulness of wanting something you had in the past. Passion? Naivete? Whatever it is. It's gone now bc of life, the passage of time, and you're being like so super brave and normal about it (clenched fist, arthur meme style). Everything is painted with a bit of regret and "why am i always like this", all wrapped up in a funky floaty song that is almost uncomfortably easy to listen and vibe to bc of how concerning those lyrics can be when you really listen. but hey ✌️ it really do be like that sometimes i guess. shoutout to them for the insane 20yearold something vibes bc daisy the great? they get it ahaha.

Snow on Tha Bluff by J. Cole (lyrics)

Lol surprise.

if you ever want to know how i find music, a lot of my favorite songs are usually found by chance. a random deep dive fueled by curiosity or hyperfixation and every so often, my spotify will give me a gem. this particular discovery was bc for a variety of reasons, i decided to listen to a playlist of j.cole's music and was bopping along appropriately until this one came up and. i had to replay it multiple times.

its very understated. and raw. stream-of-consciousness.

i dont even know but i listened to this one a lot. even as i write this now, its been months since i listened to it but when i was making this list, i knew i had to include this one bc of how much ive thought about it.

there's something about understated vulnerability that always gets me in. nothing about this is showy nor does it really seem to have a point other than him needing to get this off his chest. yet there's such a poignant art to it. the instance he speaks about is v specific but the sentiment is still relatable and somehow resonated with me a lot.

idk i just think this song is so beautiful in its simplicity, which is something i think i should try to emulate more considering i said a whole lot of nothing in this section so i think ill stop this one here.

I Don't Understand But I Luv U by Seventeen (Eng. Lyrics)

if i had to pick a song that defined my december, it would be this one. hands down, no contest. i think i listened to this nonstop the last two weeks of the year. and:

... yeah.

im realizing as i write this post that i spent a lot of this past year just thinking about music and life. seventeen's songs actually tend to be a bit of a slow burn on me so i had known and even heard this song a few times earlier this year but really it only hit me last month. yet despite listening to it nonstop, i cannot recite to you the actual english translation of the song. bc ultimately the translation doesnt matter. what i love about this song is already there in the title.

"I don't understand but I love you"

after all, isnt that love in its truest essense? love is accepting you may never truly understand everything about a person but choosing to love them anyway. love transcends all language and all understanding. its a choice and an action and this is the song that always reminds me of that when love gets hard.

idk what this all says about my 2023 but love is hard. family is hard. but in a way, i think that's what makes it all so beautiful. just as beautiful as this song. i can and will (and have!) listened to this song on repeat bc the ✨vibes✨ i think it might even have been the first song i listened to in 2024. that guitar riff is so sick and sensual. the ad libs are so cute - the little zoom! at 0:46 and smoke smoke! at 2:02, i sing along to it every time 🫣.

also hearing the girlies lose their minds when watching this performance on the big screen during their simulcast concert was so funny but endearing. i'd never but those girls sure love thirst traps skakakka

the story behind this song too just 🥺 hoshi getting absolutely blown by a fan's comment "i dont understand but i love you," repeating it, saying they could use it as part of their lyrics and then a few months later, this song comes out. you can literally see his eyes light up im just 🥺 so endeared. and the way its a Performance Unit song, a unit that is made of 50% foreign members, and that several pre-debut clips show members struggling with language barriers. idk this song is all so soft, it means so much to me and clearly means so much to them. and there we go, its all in the title for me ✨

✨ if you made it all the way here, wow and thanks! here's to even more good music in 2024 ✨

#this was actually so much fun #and a great way to reflect on my year #2023 was an interesting one for sure 👀#hope ill be able to do something like this again in december!!#i miss making music posts #/ making posts in general lmao #my ramblings #personal #musical beans #yay! i finally spat this bby out. its been in the drafts for so long

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do you mind going more in depth about why you don’t like dallon weekes

sure

besides in general being boring and a bit of a wet blanket, which i guess isnt a crime necessarily, dallon is a ridiculous narcissist

when i was 19 dallon used to check my blog all the time to see what i was saying about him. he knew i didnt like him and he would often formulate replies to posts i specifically was making about him, and post them on fb or twitter, not tagging me directly but essentially quoting my criticisms right after i'd post them

dallon recognized me at shows and directly called me out in public and at a m&g once for not liking him or making jokes about him online. at the time it felt playful or whatever but as time goes on i feel more and more like it was a display of insecurity and ego, to be so concerned by what some teenager was saying about him on the internet that he checked my blog often and felt he should respond to me publicly, or in person, about it

and im not the only person who experienced this type of shit with dallon, there was an incident way back in 2014 or 2015 where he and breezy essentially went after a group of teenage fans because they criticized them. thats the type of behavior that was normal for him at the time. he was a man in his 30s, theres no excuse

beyond all of that i think dallon is a little slimy coward. he will not and has not definitively publicly said anything truly staunchly negative about brendon, but he went back on posts from like 7 years ago to change the captions and allow people to infer he was somehow a victim

but anyone who was around during too weird or doab era will remember that dallon's behavior at that time othered him from both the fans and the rest of the band. he acts as if he was being bullied by brendon, but brendon didnt do anything to him that he didnt do to kenny or zack or dan or, previously, spencer. why is it do you think that dallon is the only person who has ever tried to imply that brendon was a bully? everyone else that has worked with him publicly, from dillon francis to every time i die to fucking TAYLOR SWIFT, has sung his praises, said he was humble and kind and gracious, and you will be hard pressed to find a fan interaction where he was rude, cruel, whatever

dallon is so obsessed with victimizing himself, when its obvious to me that he was never going to be comfortable around the guys because 1) he didnt drink and 2) he was the only one of them who was a father and had that level of responsibility and 3) he is a practicing mormon and brendon himself has very complicated and valid reasons for being against the LDS faith and how it affected him growing up. the themes brendon often wrote about were about religion, his feelings about it, whatever. there was so much religious and subsequently anti-religious themes in the music and that was inevitably going to be offputting to dallon. keep in mind this is the same person who would get upset if brendon was singing songs from the book of mormon on the bus

dallon would talk shit about brendon to fans while he was literally on tour with the band. theres recorded evidence of this. how does this dude get lauded as mature and reasonable when his actions are often so petty and immature?

dallon could not hear about an islamophobic attack without making it about himself. dallon regularly has tiptoed around homosexuality or feminism. and i dont even give too much of a shit about that because obviously i stan brendon and i recognize when people fuck up and grow or whatever, but its so funny to me that dallon gets that pass when brendon doesnt

dallon making these sideways comments about being poor or not paid enough will always annoy me too. 1) he was a touring musician, 2) brendon urie himself was not cutting his checks, fueled by ramen was, 3) he was receiving royalties off of too weird airplay and streaming and live performances (and he still is), 4) HE AND BREEZY LIVED IN BEVERLY HILLS AT THE TIME, like talk about willfully living above your means. and beyond that he got to travel the world playing music and staying in expensive hotels at no cost to him while receiving exposure for his former projects and any that he might be involved with in the future (which is how idkhow has had its level of recognition). he had adoring obsessive fans sending fanmail and gifts and he is now, years and years later, biting the hand that fed him

and its not lost on me that dallon started changing these ig captions and making these nebulous, purposefully-vague comments right when the public shift on brendon started going south for whatever reason

because hes a coward, and he knows that any issues with brendon are simply personal grievances. if he had anything on him, if brendon was truly this evil guy who did him direct harm, you know he'd fucking say so, but he wont

he is an ungrateful narcissist who wants to be the victim sooo bad, sorry a bunch of guys in the band were messing around with airsoft guns and you willingly played along, not just amongst them but on social media, as if these arent the same guys who tazed each other multiple times on camera just bc they thought it would be funny

dallon deliberately othered himself and is now quietly and surreptitiously trying to claim he was bullied without actually SAYING it. hes still getting FBR checks. notice how it isnt just panic that doesnt fuck w him anymore, its practically the entire label, including fob, people they literally toured with multiple times

just a coward. an absolute loser of a man. i thought god told you not to gossip. you fucking dick

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crowithy · 9 months

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I FINALLY FINISHED IT some context: this game is modded pink text: Fish/Spandex orange text: Mag green text: Jack sorry about the poor quality, i had to screen record it because it broke while using another editing app. switched to capcut this morning to do all the text. and sorry if i missed anything while captioning this took me all day and im so tired warning for nsfw jokes but nothing worse than id make on this blog tbh (and I cut the audio from parts that were the worst)

youtube

im going to go pass out in bed til monday after this i am exhausted

#misc #lethal company #Youtube

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evoilvx · 2 years

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RE8 Social Media

What I think each RE8 character would put on their social media profiles (This is semi related to the modern hcs I did before here and here!

Lmk if I missed anything :)

Alcina:

Photos of her girls

Wine

Jewelry

Morally grey inspirational quotes..

Her favorite songs

Her hat??

Typical middle aged wine mom scenery photos

Her expensive furniture

Her girls' projects

She probably makes those videos from tiktok that highlight how rich someone is with some music in the background (ex. showing off cars, buildings, business, stacks of money, all of that)

Videos of her playing around with her girls

A random photo and her ranting about how annoying Karl is in the caption

Swim suit photos

Random things her daughters brought her

Bela:

Aesthetic food photos

Family photos

Pictures of the wild that she took with a camera she bought

Video games

Songs she likes

Aesthetic book photos

Selfies she took with her sisters

Shows she's obsessed with

Art

Her flies...

"A day in my life" videos

Cute socks that she has

Pictures of her hugging her mother

Food and drinks she gets from walking out into the city and buying from food stalls

Blurry filter selfies

Cats

Cassandra:

Her sickles.

The rainbow loom bracelet she got from Bela

One or two photos with her sisters and mother

Selfies with a big smile and a man-thing laying face down on the ground, everybody just thinks its a skit

Her hanging upside down on things or pictures of her doing dangerous things with Daniela

Her pride flag hanging in her room

New sickles she receives, or ones she gets specially made

Bite marks she leaves on maidens...

Videos of her annoying Bela

Her outfits

Thirst traps..

Knives

Videos of her getting into street fights

Her muscles

Daniela:

She would un-ironically post things she catches, like those dudes that share the fish they caught

Poems

Pranks she plays on her family

Terrified faces of maidens

Really good selfies (I feel like she would be the best at taking them)

Videos of her sitting in the forest with background music.. for aesthetic purposes

Her fidget toys

A photo of her holding a book in front of a fireplace and Bela in the background with the caption "book night with sissy"

Gifts she gets from her mother

Pictures of her cuddling with her sisters

Flowers

Romance books

Minion memes..

Her recordings of Cassandra getting into street fights

Photos of her and Cassandra flexing their biceps..

Donna:

Her garden

Her hands lol

Her dolls

Her workbench

The food she bakes

Photos she has with Alcina

Her room

She makes thirst traps once in a blue moon

Group photos with all the Lords + MM

Aesthetic videos of her doing work in her garden

Holiday posts.

Photos of Angie doing things

More pictures of her hands... probably with a bit of grime on them after working on the garden. But not like those obnoxious hand thirst traps just pictures of her forearm down (..god thats so hot.. im just thinking about it. im so gay)

Angie's drawings

Mother Miranda:

Eva (I'll let her have her daughter in this series)

Feathers

Lab equipment

Blank photos with a caption that looks like she was recording logs on a recorder

Literally a singular photo of her with the Lords and Dimitrescu daughters

One rolling chair picture

The view from her house

Her talons and mask

The news channel, and sometimes her angry rants about the things that are said on the news

Her first post is captioned with "Hello."

Eva's first day of school

Birds

One tiktok that Cassandra sent her as a joke and captioned it with "Why does she do this to me?"

Mia:

Rose ofc

A picture with Ethan

More Rose

Her outfit of the day

Her meals

Pictures of her holding up coffee in front of a nice view or something

She has a photo of her "Kiss the cook" apron

Rose bushes

Beach day photos

Maybe the occasional picture of her drinking a glass of alcohol and captioning it "It's 8 pm somewhere in the world."

Books

Minion memes that are only funny to millennials

Her wearing glasses in the car with a crying Rose in the backseat, captioning it "Good morning to you too, Rose"

Utensils

Karl:

Wolf photos

Cigars

Pictures of his Lycans

A video of him wrestling a group of Lycans to the ground

Text conversations between him and Alcina, captioning it "The big bitch has somethin to say"

Him and Moreau but he's slightly insulting Moreau in the caption

Videos of him doing smoke tricks

Him with his shirt off.. in almost every single photo

Pictures of him smoking, captioning it "Fifth one of the day" or something vulgar

His tattoos (you can't tell me this man wouldn't absolutely cover himself with tattoos)

Again, him with his shirt off but he's holding a metal scrap weapon and theres a cigar in his mouth

Moreau:

Cute cat pictures

Photos with the other Lords, captioning it with the smiling emoji or ":)"

Flowers

Fish

Things he wants to do

Things he does do

Pictures of his favorite spot to relax

A picture of him and the other Lords playing a board game, captioning it "Family game night :)"

Puppy pictures with a smiley face

Showing photos or videos of people doing things and saying "Isn't this cool?"

He doesn't know a lot about social media so often times he just posts a random blank photo with no caption but it still gets about 10 likes

Every piece of mail he gets from the other Lords + MM

Ethan:

Rose

Photos of him and Mia

Specifically breakfast photos

Him with sunglasses on and a margarita in his hand

Him with sunglasses in a tropical button up shirt with the top 4 buttons undone

Photos of the fish he catches

His motorcycle (I seriously bet he would have one)

Working out videos

Gun showcases

Hiking pictures

Photos of him playing pool

Photos of him in the pool

Beach day photos

"Hanging out with the boys" photos... lol

#resident evil 8 #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil village #re8 shitpost #mother miranda #donna beneviento #karl heisenberg #salvatore moreau #ethan winters #mia winters

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hookingminor · 4 years

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4 times his friends posted you on their instagram + 1 time he did - mat barzal

a/n: I wrote this literally back in july so lets just ignore how idealistic this is regarding quarantine but im a slut for some barzy this is all fluff

word count: 4,733

summary: like the title says, some friends (with benefits?) to lovers + a tyson cameo, fluffy summer quarantine fic

tagging @davidpastrsnack so kate can get on the barzy train

To say the whole quarantine thing was an inconvenience was an understatement. School had ended online, your summer internship was cancelled, and it seemed like your summer would turn into an uneventful couple of months stuck in your apartment in, probably, the worst place to be stuck in during a pandemic: New York City.

Or so you thought.

You’d planned on having the most boring summer ever until your friend, Mat, had invited you to hole up away with him and a few friends in a lake house back in Vancouver. Well, friend was a loose term. The two of you were friends… just ones that kissed occasionally… and sometimes more than kissed. You’d met him about a year ago at a bar while he was out with his teammates after a game. A cliche meeting, but you hit it off instantly. Instead of ending up in his bed at the end of the night (which you would eventually end up at after a couple months), it turned into an exchange of numbers and an invitation to hang out later in the week.

You hadn’t thought anything of it at first, just thinking he was being friendly and wanting to end the conversation, so you were surprised to get a text the next day from an unknown number asking if you’d wanted to go on a bike ride.

Flashforward a year later and the two of you still went on bike rides together. At least, up until the pandemic started.

When the text came telling you to pack your bags for a month or so, you thought he was joking. Surely he couldn’t have meant you to join him in Vancouver over the summer? You were proven wrong when he showed up at your apartment the next day, two coffees in his hand.

“Uh, hi, Mathew,” you said hesitantly, opening your door to reveal your disheveled state, having just woken up.

“Why are you dressed like that? We have a plane to catch in four hours,” he said, pushing himself through your door, uninvited, to set the coffees on the counter.

“What are you doing here? What plane? You’re not supposed to be going out,” you reprimanded him for showing up unannounced and in the middle of quarantine.

“I told you we’re going to Vancouver, I know you read my text. Now let’s hurry up and pack, we gotta get going,” Mat rushed, already on the way to your bedroom.

You followed him after a brief moment once you’d processed what was going on. Mat had already pulled out your suitcase and set it on top of your bed by the time you entered the door. He was in the middle of rifling through your drawers and grabbing random garments to throw into the suitcase when you’d spoken again.

“You’re actually serious about this?”

“Of course I am. What better things do you have to do in a city on lockdown for an entire summer? Honestly, I’m doing you a favor,” he explained easily, turning back to grab more items.

“Oh, you’re doing me a favor? Thank you, Mat, for saving me from a summer of suffering. It’s not like I had other plans to find different internships or focus on my summer classes,” you replied sarcastically.

Mat rolled his eyes. “I am doing you a favor, and you’re doing me a favor by going. I need a hot piece of ass to get me through this, or I will lose my mind.” You slugged him on the shoulder in offense, but all he did was chuckle.

“And anyways, you can still do your classes in Vancouver. Instead of doing them locked in this apartment, you can do them lounged out under the Canadian sun. Preferably in a bikini,” he finished. You slugged his arm again, harder this time.

“In fact, you should take the red bikini, it makes your tits look amazing,” he said, noticing you shuffling through your swimsuits. You rolled your eyes at him but grabbed the red one anyway along with a couple others.

With both of you folding and packing, your bags were ready to go in record time.

“Alright, baby, let’s go.” And so you were off.

A week had gone by in total bliss. As much as you hated to admit it, Mat was right. Vacationing in Vancouver in a secluded lake house was a lot better than being alone in your apartment, even if you did still have classes to do. Mat teased you about it, but he always left you alone for a few hours in the day for you to focus on your work. Unless he really wanted something… like right now.

Mat had joined you laying on the couch while you were in the middle of annotating a book for class. He wiggled his way between your arms, causing you to break your hold on your book. He rested his head on your chest, arms wrapped around your middle, and nuzzled his face into your neck. Joining your hands back to your book and bringing your highlighter to the page, you continued to underline phrases you’d come back to later. A couple minutes passed in silence before Mat started sighing. And then he sighed again.

“What do you want?” you huffed out, closing your book with the pen marking your page.

“Let’s go swimming,” he said, pushing up to his elbows to look at your face.

“I have to finish, like, three more chapters today,” you explained.

“You can do that later. I want to go swimming now,” Mat whined.

“You know you sound like a petulant child right now, right?” you asked, moving a hand to his head, pushing his hair back as he pouted.

“Stop using big words on me. Let’s swim,” he said, rolling his eyes.

You paused to think about it for a moment, “Hmm… okay, I guess,” you said with a smile. Mat returned your smile with one of his own before hopping up to drag you to your room to change. It didn’t take much to convince you to swim. It was a really nice day out, and you didn’t really care to finish reading about 17th century philosophy.

You changed into your red bikini, Mat swapped his shorts for a pair of swim trunks, and threw on a backwards baseball cap. You went out back to join the rest of his friend group, who were in the process of loading up the boat with supplies and equipment.

“Oh, look, if it isn’t Brainiac and the Beast. Are you two finally going to go boating with us?” Tyson shouted from the dock. You rolled your eyes at his nickname they created for you and Mat. It had only been a week in Vancouver, but the chirps about you and school were tired by now.

“Princess here wants to swim in the pool, maybe next time!” you shouted back, pointing to Mat.

They laughed at your response, turning their attention back to the boat and running supplies to and from the house. You turned your attention back to Mat, who was taking off his hat and was about two seconds away from jumping in the pool.

“Mathew, stop!” you yelled out, “Get your ass over here!”

“What is it?” he asked, stopping just short of the deep end. He grumbled before marching over to you.

“You need to put sunscreen on first, dumbass,” you reprimanded. As you turned your back to grab the bottle of sunscreen, he rolled his eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, Mat,” you said sharply, turning back to face him with a raised eyebrow.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, baby.”

You ignored him, opening the cap and squeezing lotion onto your hands. You gestured him to turn around, and you spread the lotion over it, making sure to rub it into his shoulders.

“I don’t see why I have to put sunscreen on. It’s not even that hot outside,” he muttered.

“First of all, you’re a dumbass. Second of all, heat doesn’t automatically mean the UV rays aren’t strong. And lastly, you’re white, baby, you’ll burn like a sun-dried tomato and being in water only increases the amount of sun you’re exposed to,” you explained, reaching up to rub some on his face.

“Sorry, Miss Meteorologist,” he grumbled, clearly not happy he’d lost this argument.

“One of us has to have brains. We can’t all get by on our good looks and skating ability,” you replied, slapping his cheeks when you were done for good measure.

“Okay, well, if you’re finally done,” you nodded in confirmation, “Let’s go.” He picked you up from under your thighs and ran at full speed towards the pool before you could even process what was happening. You screamed his name in protest begging him to put you down, claiming you hadn’t had time to put on sunscreen yet. He ignored you as he jumped into the deep end, dragging you with him.

You emerged from the water clinging to Mat’s wet body, your hair sopping and hanging over your face like you had come straight out of the movie The Grudge. Mat was laughing at your chaotic look, knowing you were well pissed at him. You jumped higher in the water on top of him to dunk his head under and tried your best to drown him.

It wasn’t until you were relaxing on the couch later that night doing your routinely social media scroll that you saw one of the guys recorded your sunscreen interaction by the pool, you calling Mat a dumbass, and him throwing you in the pool onto their instagram story with a caption “all these two do is fight” with some laughing crying emojis added for effect.

After a long day or hiking, you’d immediately crashed on the couch once you’d gotten back to the house, not bothering to walk all the way to your room. It was only early in the afternoon but you’d been out since sunrise, and dealing with people for hours on end had drained you. The group laughed at you as you plopped your body down onto the couch, curling your head under your arm instead of grabbing the pillow two feet away from you. The rest of them gathered in the kitchen, refueling their bodies with assorted snacks as they started popping open bottles of beer, ready to start the night. It seemed that even an entire day on their feet had not emptied them of their, seemingly endless, energy.

“Jesus Christ, we hiked for, like, six hours and you’re all still bouncing off the walls,” you sighed deeply.

“We’re about to go hit the boat and go water skiing, too. I’m assuming you’re too tired to join us?” Tyson teased.

“I will not be joining you because unlike some people, I need a nap. Now get out of here, you’re all giving me a headache,” you said, pinching your fingers on the bridge of your nose to emphasize your point.

They all snickered but kept quiet as they shuffled around, packing up more food to take outside. You heard the sliding door shut and close a few times as they ran in and out before it was finally silent. You let out a sigh of relief as you took solace in the calm quiet.

That was until you felt a pair of arms shifting you closer to the edge of the couch. You peeked one eye open to see Mat rolling your body over to give him some space as he climbed over your body to nestle himself between you and the back cushions.

“Not going out on the boat?” You asked as he tucked a pillow under the both of your heads and pulled a blanket over your bodies.

“No. They’re exhausting. I need some time for myself,” Mat replied, wrapping his arm around your middle to pull you into his chest.

“No offense, but if you’re with me, you’re not by yourself,” you explained, closing your eyes again as you settled into a comfortable position.

“Yeah, but you’re you. You don’t exhaust me,” he said quietly. You didn’t know what to say to that, so you didn’t answer. Within a few seconds you heard Mat’s breathing even out, and you followed quickly behind him into a deep sleep.

A couple hours passed in a dreamless sleep when you heard the sliding of doors and laughter travel through the house. It stirred you from your sleep and you both shifted around, letting out displeased groans.

“Are they both still asleep?” You heard one of them ask from the kitchen. Neither of you wanted to answer in hopes they would leave you two to continue sleeping.

You were sadly mistaken.

“Hey! Sleeping beauties! Time to get up!” Tyson shouted from somewhere above you.

You both groaned out a “Fuck off, Tyson,” without opening your eyes, both of you giving him the middle finger. Tyson laughed to himself and you expected him to keep bothering you, but you heard his footsteps lead away from the couch. You turned over on your other side, tucking your face into Mat’s neck before falling back asleep.

When you woke up later that evening, you checked instagram again to see Tyson posted a new story. It was the video of him bothering you two and flipping him off with a caption that said “I get no respect around here :(“

It had been raining all day. Which meant everyone was stuck inside watching movies and eating pizza. It didn’t take long for you to get bored of lounging on the couch, especially when all they wanted to do was watch Fast and Furious movies. You sat on the loveseat you were sharing with Mat, and you distracted yourself from the boring movie by tangling your hands in your hair, French braiding the strands into pigtails mindlessly. You unbraided and rebraided your hair into a fishtail after the pigtails, and then into a regular braided ponytail after that. You let yourself get caught up in daydreams as you stared blankly at the TV when Mat started tugging on your leg. Dropping your braid, you finished tying it off with a hair tie and turned to look at him.

“Let me practice on you,” Mat said quietly.

“Practice what?” You asked.

“Braiding,” he said, shuffling to sit upright. He tried to gently push you off the couch until you got the hint and moved to sit between his legs on the floor.

“You think you can do it?” You asked, ready to offer him a demonstration.

“I’ve been watching you for the past half hour, I got this,” he replied, pulling out your hair tie. You rolled your eyes at his confidence, but let him continue unraveling the strands.

Every few minutes Mat would sigh exasperatedly before pulling out the twists he’d made to start over. Eventually, he’d almost gotten all the way to the end of your hair before he sighed again, clearly fed up by how long this was taking him. You didn’t say anything as he restarted for a third time, going for a straight back braid instead of a French braid.

After another ten minutes, Mat had finally completed his simple braid, tying your hair off with the tie. He tapped your shoulder to indicate he was done, and you pulled the long tail over your shoulder to look at it.

It was a braid.

An extremely loose one where he mixed up the strand order in a couple places, but a braid nonetheless. You turned around to get back up on the couch, and you were met with his triumphant smile.

“Good job, bud,” you complimented, leaving the braid in as you resumed your previous position on the couch.

You checked your phone to find a notification of a new story tag. You opened the app to see a picture of you on the floor, staring at the TV while Mat had his hands twisted in your hair and a confused look on his face and tongue poking out of his mouth. Next to your instagram tag was “he’s been knotting her hair on purpose for 20 minutes now”

Your final exams for the summer classes you were taking were in a week. Finals stressed you out more than anything else in the world, and when you were stressed, you did a lot of baking. A lot of baking. After finishing your finals study schedule and nearly breaking down almost twice because of the amount you had to get done, you decided to start baking instead of going to sleep. So, at 3 in the morning when everyone was asleep, you’d turned on the oven and brought out the bowls.

It began with a few dozen cookies. You figured everyone could at least enjoy the cookies. Who didn’t like cookies?

Cookies turned into muffins, muffins into cupcakes, and then cupcakes into pies. By the time everyone was waking up, it was nearly eleven in the morning. You’d gone to the store twice and had taken a few twenty minute naps while you waited for your desserts baked in the oven. And right now, you were in the middle of finishing off some cinnamon rolls for breakfast

“Oh my god, what the hell happened here?” Mat had asked with a scared expression, taking note of the disastrous kitchen. You didn’t answer him as you were topping off the rolls with some icing.

A few more bodies had gathered in the kitchen and began to fill the seats at the countertop while they watched you with worried eyes.

“What?” You asked innocently, placing the plates of cinnamon rolls in front of all of them. Their eyes followed you carefully as you pulled more goods out of the oven where you were keeping them warm. Plate after plate you set on the counter, all the cookies and muffins and cakes.

“How long have you been up?” Tyson asked cautiously. You swear you’ve never heard him use a softer voice than right now.

“I’m not sure. I never went to sleep, I guess? What time is it now?” You asked, pulling out glasses for orange juice.

“Nearly noon. You seriously didn’t sleep?” Tyson asked. The others had delved into the confections, eyes bouncing between the two of you as they stuffed their faces.

“She’s stress baking,” Mat replied quietly, helping himself to a cinnamon roll.

“What the hell is tress baking?” One of the other guys asked.

“Yeah she does this when she’s stressed. Usually when finals are coming up,” Mat said, directing it more towards you than his friend. You gave him a sheepish look, deciding not to comment since he already answered for you.

Mat was used to your stress baking as it resulted in you showing up at his place in the middle of the night with bags full of pastries in the late hours of the evening. It was always against his diet and he frequently gave most of your desserts to his neighbor, but he could never tell you no when you arrived with gifts.

“Well, I’m all out of flour, so, I’m going to run to the store again to get some more supplies so I can make a chocolate cake later,” you said hurriedly.

You did a quick double check of the kitchen, flashing all the guys a bright smile before heading out the door with your purse in hand, all of them staring until the front door shut behind you.

When you came back, you found Mat in the kitchen doing the dishes and nearly all the sweets you’d baked earlier were eaten or wrapped and put away. Maybe there was a plus side to being in a home with five other people.

“Mat, you don’t have to do that,” you said, setting your groceries down and hip checking him away from the sink.

“You’re already stressed, I figured doing the dishes would take away some of that,” he said with a shrug. He continued rinsing out some bowls as you gave him a small smile.

The two of you continued to wash the dishes in silence, moving to clean the countertops when you were done. After half an hour, the mess you’d made was gone and any signs of a baking breakdown had been erased.

It was a shame you were about to tear up the kitchen all over again.

“How about this,” Mat said, noticing the frown on your face at the thought of making another mess, “Let’s have a competition.”

You quirked your eyebrow, “I’m listening.”

“You said you were making a chocolate cake, right? How about we see who can make the better cake,” Mat propositioned.

You raised both your eyebrows this time. You both knew you were the better baker by a long shot. You did have this same breakdown at least twice a year. You weren’t even sure Mat knew how to make anything that didn’t come with box instructions or included possible salmonella-inducing ingredients.

You knew what he was really trying to do. He was trying to distract you from all the stress, and he knew you couldn’t turn down a competition. You were just as bad as him when it came to winning. Thankfully, this was something you knew you’d win.

“Fine, but I hope you’re prepared to lose,” you agreed with a smile.

“I don’t know, I have been practicing my cooking skills lately,” he said, grabbing the bowls he’d just dried off.

“Yeah, I’ll believe that when I see it,” you replied with an eye roll and heavy sarcasm.

You joined him in gathering all the ingredients and materials on the counter, setting up your respective stations. Mat divided the workspace in half, drawing a line in flour which made you laugh. You split the bowls between the sides and set up the ingredients on the second counter just like an actual cooking show.

“Okay, ground rules first. Half an hour to make the cakes, we bake them at the same time, and then another half hour for decorating at the end,” you explained, tying your hair back in a ponytail. Mat nodded at your statement and set a timer on his phone for 30 minutes.

“Ready.”

“Set.”

“Go!”

After about two hours, your creations were done. Well, they were supposed to be. Mat’s cake looked more or less like a brown lump coated in frosting and stripes. You’d tried your best to decorate yours with small chocolate roses, but you could’ve turned out a plain cake and probably would have done better.

“I think I won,” you stated confidently.

“You’re not allowed to decide, you’re biased! I’ll make a poll on my story,” Mat said, going to grab his phone.

“You can’t do that, your followers are going to pick yours.”

“Fine, we’ll get someone else to do it— Josty! Come here,” Mat called to his friend passing through the kitchen. He hesitantly walked over to where you were, not wanting to come in the middle of whatever you two were shouting about.

“We need you to make an instagram poll to see who’s cake looks better. Oh, and you’re going to taste test them,” you said, picking up your cake to pose for a picture as Mat did the same. Tyson sighed before realizing you two were serious and he opened his app to take a picture.

He added the photo to his story with a poll asking “Which one is better?” With two options, Y/N’s or Mat’s.

After you set the cakes back down, Tyson picked up a fork before stabbing them to pick out a chunk from each. He ate yours first, nearly moaning at the taste.

“Holy shit, this is, like, the best cake I’ve ever eaten,” Tyson said, shoveling down another forkful. You gave Mat a shit-eating grin.

“Okay, okay, try mine now,” Mat said, displeased. Tyson rolled his eyes before forking out some of his.

“Uh,” he coughed, “it’s a little,” cough, “dry.”

“What? No, it’s not! Let me try,” Mat shouted, outraged, and grabbed Tyson’s fork to try for himself.

It took him two seconds before he was spitting the cake into a napkin.

“Fine. You win,” Mat conceded, throwing a dish towel against the counter in mock fury.

You gloated for another 5 minutes, pointing out Mat’s terrible baking skills as Tyson continued to eat your cake and laugh at Mat.

You won the instagram poll too.

+ 1

It was the last week before you and Mat were flying back to New York. The past month had passed quickly, and Mat needed to get back for the start of training camps. As the summer began to end, the whole crew thought they’d spend one last day on the boat before everyone started parting ways.

It’s not like you were opposed to being on boats, but when all the guys did was water sports and no one wanted to slow down to teach you, it wasn’t as fun.

Today, however, had been quite calm as you sat against the front of the boat, a seltzer in hand as you watched Tyson wakeboarding in the back. Mat was curled up behind you as you leaned back against his chest, tanned skin shining in the summer sun. You reached back to grab the baseball cap off his head, placing it on yours to shield your eyes from the sun. You’d forgotten to bring sunglasses, and you figured Mat could part with his hat since he had a pair.

The day passed peacefully as all the guys took turns until it was sunset. Mat had joined you back on the seat, skin wet from just getting out of the water. He wrapped you in his arms before pulling you onto his lap, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek.

“Hey, Tys, take a picture of us real quick,” Mat said, shoving his phone into Tyson’s chest.

You thought nothing of it, you and Mat had taken many pictures together, and this was no different. Mat rested his chin on your shoulder, his arms wrapped around your stomach as you both gave your cheesiest smiles to the camera. A quick shutter indicated the picture was taken and Tyson gave Mat his phone back.

Mat called your name from your bed as you stood in the adjoined bathroom, finishing your nightly routine.

“Hey, do you mind if I post that picture of us on my instagram?” Mat called out.

“The one from the boat? Why?” You asked, drying off your face with a towel.

“It’s a cute picture,” he shrugged when you reentered the room.

“People are going to start talking if you do,” you warned with a cautious tone.

He paused for a second.

“Would that be such a bad thing?” Mat asked quietly, looking up to meet your eyes.

You stayed silent as you climbed in under the covers.

“What are you trying to say, Mat?”

He took a deep breath, “I think you’re amazing, you know that. And we’ve been friends for so long, it kind of feels natural, doesn’t it?” His fingers began tapping against the sheets anxiously as he held his breath and waited for your response.

You gave him a small smile, moving your body around to fully face him.

“It does,” you agreed, “But if you want us to be something more, you’re going to have to ask me on a date first.”

“A date? After I’ve already gotten you into bed? What’s the point?” You knew he meant it as a joke since he could barely finish the sentence without laughing, but you gently slapped his head as he began to apologize.

“I’m kidding!” He said between chuckles, “Will you go on a date with me once we get back to New York and it’s safe to go out again?”

“I’d love to, Mat,” you replied, leaning in to give him a sweet kiss.

“I’m still going to post that photo tomorrow, though,” he said after a short pause, smiling against your lips.

The next day when Mat had gone on a fishing trip with the guys, you saw a notification pop up on your phone.

“@barzal97 tagged you in a photo”

You unlocked your phone.

“Isolation isn’t so bad when you have this girl to spend it with”

#mat barzal #mat barzal imagine #nhl imagines #hockey imagine #nhl fic #my writing #isles13

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coconut-cluster · 4 years

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im,,,, thinking abt the podcast au,,,

im not in the mood to write a full fic or anything tonight but i really want to talk about prinxiety so i will give you some podcast au headcanons and fun facts :)

roman and virgil met through remus!!

virgil poked fun at roman at lot when they first met bc it made roman do a funny lil ‘im annoyed with u’ face, and roman did it back bc 1. retribution and 2. he thought virgil was cute and had no idea how to deal with it at first

they became friends after hanging out more (and making fun of a loooot of movies together)

roman enjoys talking about action, romance,fantasy/sci fi, and classically/historically-inspired content more, virgil likes horror, indie, and mystery stuff more

we made jokes about virgil being british, but really his dad is british and his mom’s american, so he has a british twinge and uses a mix of lingo but he doesn’t really have a full accent

roman still loves to mimic him whenever his british lilt comes through tho

^^ roman is from the southern tip of the midwest, so virgil absolutely jumps on chances to poke fun at any southern or midwest twinge in his voice or any weird colloquial terms he uses

(remus is also obviously from the midwest, logan is from new england, patton from the pacific northwest, and janus the south)

virgil basically dresses like an e-boy

on the tiktok account roman started for podcast PR, half the videos are just him filming virgil inconspicuously and adding trendy audios and dramatic filters and weird captions

they film a lot of their recording sessions and post em on youtube!! (fans love it bc it gives so much content for ‘virgil giving roman heart eyes for ten minutes straight’ compilations and the likes)

^^ roman wore all black one time and half the recording is just virgil staring at him. editors had a field day

there are SO many compilations and collages of them sitting in the studio chairs weird, virgil especially. the boy cannot sit normally if his life depends on it

virgil LOVES plague doctor stuff (as does remus) and has a little plague doctor plush that sits on the arm of his chair during recording sessions

roman has an ace flag hung up behind his chair!!

there’s one clip every fan has seen and loves where they’re doing a “best friends” quiz and roman mentions virgil’s favorite snack being m&m’s and reese’s pieces mixed in with his popcorn, and he just goes on a whole tangent about how he sneaks boxes of m&ms and reese’s pieces to the theaters because virgil doesn’t like paying a lot for the boxes at the concession stand-

-and virgil kinda pauses and very fondly says ‘you do, yeah. i don’t know how you sneak them in every time.’

it was such a simple moment but fans lost their damn minds

(in that same video, virgil spends a whole two minutes talking about roman’s cat, lyris, and roman sniffs “do you only love me for my cat?” and virgil immediately says “no- well, a little bit”)

fans also lost their minds the time virgil came in late and brought roman his favorite coffee order and roman just went 🥺🥺

#podcast au #prinxiety #ask #cherry-caffi

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it9chi · 4 years

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Hiii I don’t know if your taking request and if your not it’s fine you can totally ignore this lol :P but if you are can you do the trend of the pretty best friends with maybe Akaashi, Bokuto, and kuroo 🙈 by the way I loved the way you write the characters

how they blind react to the audio “i ain’t never seen two pretty best friends, always one of them gotta be ugly” from tiktok + find the first part here

kuroo:

man doing this to kuroo would be so funny

cs we know he lowkey prideful

so this would “”potentially”” hurt his ego

at least when it comes to you

cs this bitch hates losing to you no matter what

like he’s not like this to kenma usually

and u tell him its bc kenma is his favorite bestie

then he’s all like: noo ahaha who said i like kenma more than u? ahah who sed that cut the cameras

then proceeds to baby and pamper kenma right in front u

smh kuroo we were friends first

ANYWAY SO

just like oikawa, he likes inviting himself to your tiktoks, selfies, etc u know the drill

so roping him in your tiktok would be easy breezy

you set up ur camera and pretend you were getting ready to dance to that fishing pole reel it in tiktok

(also prior to this u told him abt wanting to do that tiktok w him)

and just like you predicted it, kuroo is now magically next to you smirking and shit at the camera

pulling a debby ryan yes king pop off

then the audio plays: “i aint never seen two pretty best friends. always one of them gotta be ugly”

KUROO NEVER LOOKED SO OFFENDED IN HIS LIFE

kuroo goes :O like you did something so scandalous in front of him

even if the camera didnt hear his voice, its still kinda obvious that he said “chibi chan~”

now its ur turn to gasp

mf smirks at your reaction and picks you up like a sack of potatoes and throws you over his shoulder

all of that caught in camera

and right when he was gonna throw you on the bed the camera stops recording

y’all blow up overnight ;)))

the comments: “they gotta be more than friends!!”

“sis i’ll be his best friend if u don’t want to be his bestie anymore”

kodzuken: so y’all a thing now or-

bonus: what actually happened is kuroo tickled u and showed no mercy nor remorse </33

bokuto:

ahh yes bokuto

bokuto beam besties !!!!!

ft. a very very tired akaashi

you pull this shit to mess with the team

perks being the other fukurodani manager

(this is why konoha lowkey hates u but its okay queen u lowkey hate him too (as a joke))

ANYWAYS

so managers have to settle things right before practice starts right

after helping yukie and kaori, y’all had extra time

this is when u call bokuto in

“bokuto lets film a tiktok real quick!” you call out to ur bestie who was with akaashi and konoha

bokuto immediately dips on them and runs to you

“what are we dancing to today?”

we know this bitch can dance lets not lie to ourselves rn

u tell him u want to do that hit the quan remix trend on tiktok and he agrees

mf even knows the step already so uh anywayz

this is the part where brokuto gets bamboozled

you click record and bokuto starts rubbing his hands together like hes about to throw that ass back and start dancing religiously

til the audio plays

“i aint never seen two pretty best friends always one of them gotta be ugly”

so that played throughout the gym

konoha and akaashi stop talking and turned their attention to you and bokuto

the realization settles in and bokuto frowns

and everyone in the gym thinks his emo mode is about to work up and they’re all about to run to him

before bokuto lets out a big cackle

“you’re so funny sometimes, y/n” bokuto wipes a tear from his eyes from laughing so much

bokuto suddenly goes quiet til mf starts chasing you around the gym

“BOKUTO IM SORRY” you screeched as you ran for your life

“nOPE! IF I CATCH YOU IT MEANS YOURE THE UGLY BEST FRIEND” he retorts, catching up on you

in the end the video caught u guys running around the gym

konoha took this as a chance to repost your video with the caption “what a dumbass”

akaashi:

akaashi and this tiktok huh.....

do u know who u’re doing this to ??????

like akaashi???

akaashi keiji ?????????????????????????????????

this audio and akaashi just dont get along at all... like ... UGLY???

all in all im p sure this thing would backfire

and im not even joking luv xoxo

ANYWAY SO

you do this at home bc ... u dont want to embarauz urself doing this at school cs what if someone saw u calling THE akaashi ugly

so yeah u have this thing w akaashi where y’all just chill at ur respective homes for no reason at all

#bestietingz

and since akaashi is a genuinely nice guy and is a rlly rlly close friend of urs, he wont say no to ur vague requests <3

“keiji let’s do a tiktok together” you shake his arm as the mf reads a fucking book

“hmm okay” he hums, putting the book down

not forgetting to bookmark the page ! bookmark king ! knows his shit ok im getting sidetracked

you set ur phone down and angle it right

akaashi just does the bread face :] respecting ur viewers!

even if ur viewers r just the fukorodani team at best... maybe even some nekoma students bUT THATS NOT THE POINT HERE

ur trying so hard not to laugh and its so painfully obvious ur hiding something like akaashi is alr dreading cs he doesnt know what ur planning

so u press record and the audio rolls in

“i aint never seen two pretty best friends, always one of them gotta be ugly”

it turns to an awkward silence after that

cs akaashi didnt rlly know how to react

like he knows this shit is corny and just..... he cant even describe it oh god

and ur like looking at him for a reaction

hes just there like: :] ......

LIKE YOU TWO R ALREADY MAKING EYE CONTACT

AND UR LIKE COVERING UR MOUTH TRYING NOT TO LAUGH UR LIKE

“DO U GET IT??”

and akaashi is like: “yes i do :]”

AND UR LIKE: THEN WHATS UP WITH THIS REACTION

then he’s all like: “nothing. i know you’re not ugly and u shouldn’t let that meme define who you are because you are beautiful”

like a mf poet making ur heart melt

u put a closed caption thingie mabober before u post it cs u wanted to let ppl know who or how tf ur bestie acts and damn right hes right !!! ur not ugly neither is he !!!

the comments when u posted it are all asking for his contact information and the just like

“SIS I WANT HIM”

“WHATS HIS @??”

even bokuto commented like: THATS MY AKAASHI RIGHT THERE !!!!

and kuroo responds with: u cant win over him bro

and then bokuto replies again with: DUDE

#reqs #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo imagines #kuroo headcanons #bokuto x reader #bokuto imagines #akaashi x reader #akaashi imagines #akaashi headcanons #bokuto headcanons #ans

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words-for-holland · 4 years

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Your Shoulder to Cry On

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Y/N has been feeling down all day and Tom wants her to know that he’ll always be here for her.

Maybe it was just one of those Mondays, but today just seemed like the worst ones Y/N has ever experienced. Truthfully she didnt know how it happened. She was having a great morning, waking up in Tom’s arms, giving him his daily dose of kisses before he left to film, and actually getting her work done with time to spare.

But there was definitely a change in the wind that day and it all started with a...

Ding

With all the free time Y/N had she couldnt help but check her phone, guessing it was either Tom or her parents checking up on her, or maybe her hometown friends who are updating her on what’s going on with their new found adult life.

It was her friends all right...but the conversation was far from friendly. Arguments ensued from her three friends coming after each others neck and of course pulling..no...dragging Y/N unwilling into it. While she said no words, as she tried to find the best way to relieve the tension it was too late. Her good day had become the shittiest day of the week...and its only just begun.

Now abandoning her work, Y/N waits for her boyfriend to come home as she mindlessly scrolls through Instagram, only to see a notification pop up on her phone. Assuming it was another nasty text from her friends, she was much surprised to be welcomed a picture of her and Tom on her feed with a caption saying...

“Cant wait to see my girl after work. It’s been a long day 😫.”

If anything made Y/N smile at all today it was Tom. In some weird way its like he knew how she felt without even telling or seeing him. He was her rock after all and if there was anyone she could count on to make her smile in the least it was Tom. Just on cue, he called her right after.

“Hello darling.” He greets sleepily.

“Hey babe.” Y/N responded quietly.

“Are you okay?”

“Hmm. Oh..yeah just fine.” She lies, hoping not to worry him too much.

“Darling, I can tell you’re not. You dont sound like yourself. Ill be home soon okay? Tell me all about it?”

Y/N nodded as she whispered, “Yeah.”

“Okay..I love you so much. Ill be home soon.”

“I love you too.” She croaks.

Just like that Tom was home in record time, but not without capturing a few things to cheer his girl up. He welcomed her with freshly baked cookies from her favorite cookie shop, and nothing was better than food from her favorite Italian spot. Tom placed the food on the counter as he searched for his girl.

“Love, Im home.” He called out. “Are you okay, darling?”

Y/N popped in the hallway as she ran straight into his arms, not saying a word but holding onto him as if she would lose him.

“Hey..hey. Whats wrong?” He asked in his soothing voice.

“Lots of drama.” She mumbled. “I love you but you didnt have to go through buying all this. I could have cooked for us.”

Tom pulled away from her, giving the look confusion and disapproval. “Cooked for us while you’re clearly upset? Thats absolute bullocks. We’re gonna eat all this food because we can and then youre gonna vent everything out and then.. Im gonna hold you in my arms and coax you to sleep so you can relax and have a shoulder to cry on.”

Y/N smiled at the gesture already wraaping her arms around him, shedding a slight tear at how he would always be here for her. “I love you so much Tom.”

“I do too. Now tell me what’s wrong, darling.”

So Y/N did tell him everything from what happened with her friends and how the unecessary pile of work came up on her, and all the insecurities that have just risen out throughout the whole day. She was on his lap as they cuddled into the sofa. Showing her phone, he reads the last remaining texts from the conversation.

“I’m unfollowing y’all on everything and i am not answering another text just thought i would throw how crazy that is, out there. So at this point i’m done. forget it y’all can chill i’m out:) ”

“Wow.” He said, taking a moment to process what happened. “She really meant it, didnt she?”

Y/N nodded as she put her phone away. “Yeah and now Im just in the middle because I dont know what to do or who to support. Our whole friendship is breaking apart and I just dont want to lose any of them.” She cries silently, occaionally bring up the sleeves of Tom’s hoodie to wipe her nose and eyes.

“Hey, look its not your fault you were just trying to help. I know you guys have been friends for so long and Im sure that this is just a small bump and all four of you will get together and this will all be put past behind you.” Tom encourages as he tucks a small piece of her hair behind her ear, leans in for a comforting kiss on her forehead. “Darling, I know how much you wanted to fix things between your friends but it’s not your fault. This isnt yours to fix you just need to give it some time yeah? Even if your friends dont stick around thats on them, but just know I will always be here for you. Ill be your shoulder to cry on, and I sure as hell wont leave or unfollow you.” He chuckles at the situation, wiping away her tear stained cheeks.

“Haha how funny.” She sniffles and smiles at Tom’s corny attempt to make a joke of the situation like he always does.

“See theres that smile, Ive been waiting all day to see. I just can’t get enough of it.” Tom compliments. “That smile should stay there for good. Fuck anyone or anything that tries to take it away for you.”

“Thank you Tommy.” Y/N says sweetly, leaning in and pressing her lips against Tom’s.

Tom smiles back into the kiss gently cradling the back of her head. “Anytime darling. Now let’s see if there are other ways to make you feel better.” He winked as he carried her up to their room.

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine

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ravenluvsppnbc · 3 years

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BECHLOE WEEK DAY THREE

today’s prompt was “break up/make up” but i don’t like breakups so i did this. i hope it is suffice. please enjoy. its on ao3 also :)

”It had been a week. Beca felt so alone. She laid still in her bed, starring at the wall. She really was so alone—she lost everything. Chloe, who had broken up with her last week. She couldn’t talk to anyone about it, which makes sense, considering the cause of sudden singleness. Beca was scared. She was terrified to come out. Chloe couldn’t do it. She loved Beca, so much. But hiding isn’t fun after devoting a year and a half to someone.

A part of Chloe regrets it. She loves Beca. She still wants to be with her, but if Beca isn’t ready, none of it is going to work.

Beca is still sulking. She hasn’t gotten out of bed in almost two days, except for times when necessary. Her eyes are bloodshot and her makeup from days prior is soaked into her face, yet so erased. Surprisingly, she hasn’t slept in days.

It was nearing midnight when she reached for the phone on her bedside table. She dialed the numbers. She knew she shouldn’t. But she couldn’t help it. Chloe declined the call. Of course. But Beca listened to the sweet voicemail.

“Hey! It’s Chloe! I can’t make it to the phone right now, leave me a message!” Beca smiled as her girlfrie- EX-girlfriend’s voice played through the speaker. This was kinda their thing. Voicemails. Weird, but sweet in a way. Beca would always call Chloe at some late hour, when there was no way that Chloe would pick up. She’d leave a message for Chloe to wake up to. It was like a morning text, Beca’s way. Beca sighed, remembering all of this. She could tell that Chloe was smiling when she recorded the greeting.

Beca loved happy Chloe—well, she loved Chloe, but happy Chloe was always her favorite. Happy Chloe seemed to just make everything better. Chloe could reflect her happiness onto everything and everyone. Everyone needed it. Chloe was just special like that.

“Hey. It’s me, Beca. Uh. I don’t have a whole lot to say, but I really want—need—to talk to you. I still want to be with you. And I know you made your choice a few days ago. I totally respect it. But I also think I’m ready. Meet me in the park tomorrow night—if you don’t come, I’ll know the answer.”

Chloe listened to the voicemail a few times. Of course she still loved Beca.

Chloe walked into the park when the sun had just set. She put her hands into her jacket pockets as she looked for Beca, who she found, waiting on a bench. She immediately noticed that Beca had been crying. She hated seeing Beca sad. Beca wiped another tear from her face as she stood up. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Chloe replied, patting Beca’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” Beca starts, “I really am. I didn’t mean to hurt you by hiding. I was trying to figure some stuff out.”

The brisk air traveled all around them, as they walked through the park. There’s some silence for a few minutes. Chloe looks up at the stars.

The fight from the other day repeats in Beca’s head, over and over and over. “Beca you don’t understand. I want to be here with you, together. I want to kiss you in pubic and hold you hand. I want to be yours. All you do is hide me. Are you embarrassed of me? You don’t seem to be when we’re alone.”

“Chloe, I’m sorry-”

“So am I. Because I’m done. I can’t do this if you won’t stop hiding.”

Beca sighs, bringing herself back into the present with a hard blink. She hears Chloe say, “Beca it’s okay.

“No. Chloe it’s not. Not for me. I am so in love with you, and I, I hope you aren’t completely over me. I want to get back together.” Beca says, fidgeting with her hands. “And I will come out. I just need a second.”

“Metaphorical second or a literal second? I don’t know how many seconds I can wait, Beca. I still love you, but I hate not being able to kiss or date you in public.”

“I know. I’m just scared. Of everything. The world. People. I don’t want this to change things for me. I’m still Beca, but when I’m openly-gay-Beca, how many people will leave, or judge me? I don’t want to lose everyone.”

“I think you’re really overthinking it. you won’t lose the Bellas, or me. And your friends and family—if they don’t like it, they’re not really your friends or your family. And even if it comes to that. I am your friend. I am your family. The Bellas are too. We’re all here for you. We all love you.”

After a long hug, Beca backs away from Chloe.

“Okay. Let’s do this shit then.” Beca says, pulling her cell phone out of her pocket. She grips Chloe’s face with a lot of force than she should have, which causes Chloe to giggle. Beca had really missed this.

Chloe pulls Beca into the kiss. It’s cold and lovely. Beca snaps a candid shot, letting out a chuckle as she pulled out of the kiss for air. She opens instagram, posting the photo, tagging Chloe, and captioning it, “guys im gay lol.”

“Alright. Now that that’s done, would you like to go back home and cuddle, and perhaps watch a movie.” Beca jokes, shutting her phone off and shoving it back into her pocket.

“You’re so weird. Obviously, let’s go.”

As she settled into bed that night, Beca checked her phone. Loads of likes and comments on her new post. All supportive. She really did go through all this trouble just to realize that she had the best people in her life.

She lets out a sigh of relief as she snuggles into her girlfriend again. She had not a worry at all.”

#bechloeweek2021 #pitchperfect #pitchperfectfan #bechloe fic #bechloe #beca mitchell #chloe beale #weird angst from chloe ?

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mistymark · 4 years

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the boyfriend one. [hendery]

full masterlist // part of the nct boyfriend series // 1.1k

ok wow first assessment: 10/10 boy

gotta say it outright: mans is secure

like I dont rly see him as the type to get jealous

someone could deadass be like ‘hey are u okay with this?’ and he’ll look over and see u and some other guy just talking and laughing

and hed be like ???? what is there to not be okay with ??

and its genuine confusion

like he just doesn’t get why he should feel threatened by you being happy while talking to someone who isn’t him

he’s just happy ur happy!

he trusts you so much and just feels so secure in ur relationship

sometimes he’ll get jokingly jealous

if you say something like ‘wait yangyang asked me to help him fix his speaker ill be right back’ hendery will just grin and be like ‘wow should I be jealous??? bc I am??????’

also texts you all the time

you swear he must be glued to his phone

anything that happens to him is being recorded and texted to u immediately

also is the guy that goes through every single one of your texts and responds to each one individually

you sent him 12 texts?

you’ve got 15 in return

50% of his texts are just photos

most of them don’t even have captions – just random selfies

but each one makes you swoon bc holy shit that boy is so gorgeous what

sends u pics of louis all. the. time.

he sends pics of him cuddling the tiny cat with a pout and captions them like ‘wish this were u :(‘

you respond ‘wow sorry I cant be him >:(‘

both of u joke around a lot

if 50% of his texts are photos, 25% are gifs

they never make any sense

he’ll just send u a funny gif he found and hope u find it funny too

has never ever left u on read

probably incapable of doing so tbh

also isn’t afraid of flirting with you?? even after u start dating???

hits u with cheesy pick up lines and smooth one-liners at any opportunity

even when the others are around

bc he literally doesn’t care and loves your reactions

big grins

‘I want, uh-’ and you’ll be like ‘me? :D’

and his smile just gets rly wide

‘well, yeah… but that’s not what I was going to say!’

kun waiting to hear what hendery wanted: o.O

calls himself a simp for u as a joke but its only funny because it really is true

it was especially funny before you guys started dating

because he was so obvious

at first you were oblivious but that boy wears his emotions on his face

didn’t take you long to realise he liked you too

could not keep his eyes off of you tbh

even when you weren’t even talking to him, or he was talking to someone else

his eyes would just follow you as you walked into the room, got something you needed, walked out

and he’d always have this dumb lovestruck look on his face

whenever he made a joke, he’d always look to you to see if you laughed too

the sparkle in his eye whenever he saw u laughing at his jokes :(((( so cute :(((

loves to cuddle !!!!

slut for cuddling !!

run your fingers through his hair once and he’ll just melt in ur arms

lowkey dates are definitely his thing

doesn’t mind going out but any date that ends with y’all chilling at either his place or yours is his fave

prefers dumb comedies and action movies over any other kind of movie

tho he wouldn’t care abt the movie if youre with him

he finds it lowkey rly difficult to focus when ur around !!

cannot stop smiling when he knows ur watching him

when u go out with the group, he doesn’t feel the need to be attached to u at all times

but he will look over at you a lot to check up on u

just to make sure ur included and having a good time, you know?

he would never say it but he’s so glad you get along well with his friends

especially since they’re so important to him

oh! he gives u all his clothes

literally anything u want he’s throwing it at u

sometimes hides the blankets in his room when u come over so u have to ask to borrow clothes

bc the smile on ur face and the blush on ur cheeks when u slip his clothes over your head is the cutest thing ever

also just rly loves being in physical contact with you??

especially behind closed doors

hes so clingy

like in public hes content with his arm around you or holding ur hand

but when ur alone in his room watching movies?

wraps himself around u like a koala when u cuddle

u get up to go to the bathroom and hes like ‘noooooo’

‘:) be quick’

texts u while ur in the bathroom like ‘i miss u AHAHAAHAHAH’ and then groans when he realises ur phone is with him

takes a lot of dumb casual selfies on ur phone whenever ur not around

sometimes u purposefully leave ur phone with him so he’ll do just that

uses classic emoticons in his texts like ;) :) and :D

responds ‘can I join? ;)’ to random things you say youre doing

like cleaning your desk or hanging your laundry

‘can I join? ;)’ ‘u want to help me clean the toilet?’ ‘aha if I was cleaning the toilet what would we be doing? Aha ;)’ ‘istg hendery I-’

shows up at ur place when hes bored and got nothing to do

‘hey’ ‘hey :) whats up?’ ‘can I come over’ ‘yeah, is everything ok?’ ‘ye im here’

and ur like 0.0 ok

and he just hangs about, helping u with whatever u need to do and then u just chill for the rest of the day

also if u have a dog he’d want to walk it with u

u felt like being Shefs ™ and he came over to make chocolate covered strawberries with u bc neither of u wanted to actually cook or bake anything difficult

but u ended up eating all the strawberries dipped in the melted chocolate without letting them cool

chocolate was EVERYWHERE

especially after u both tried to feed them to each other

loves to share his music with u !!

ok this is 1.1k words I need to stop even tho im in my hendery feels

OVERALL BEST BOY IMMA CRY XX

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