#i know i can't make the 'can't see anything' joke on dA just LET ME HAVE THIS-

[princesayumi4k]

.P.S. Y/N is a girl in this story, sorry men :(

I would like to note that this story has...

Secret Relationship

Swearing/Cussing/Cursing

NFSW topics (such as sex.)

Threats containing death and suicide.

You and Tenya have been dating for a while, exactly 6 months.

YOU = PINK

TENYA = BLUE

OTHERS = ORANGE

6 months ago was a wild ride, I mean, you (Y/N) were getting over a harsh relationship with ? who left you thinking you couldn't love again. Of course, Tenya comes in (best friends at the time) and you could finish that story.

Well anyhow, you two didn't want everyone to know - especially the Bakusquad. You both only told Ochaco, Tsuyu and Izuku which the secret was safe with.

You shared a dorm room with Katsuki, which was quite scary since he would always barge into your room without knocking - but for some reason he got mad at you when you didn't knock on his door? Odd guy, Katsuki really is odd even though he keeps this "I'm a badass" attitude.

Tenya usually lets you come to his dorm room, which he shares with Tsuyu - so that was okay for you to come over. Except for the one time you almost got caught losing your virginity.

But the one night Tenya insists to come over, Katsuki stops him in the doorway - Katsuki was going out while Tenya was going in.

"What are you doing here, four eyes? It's like 7." Katsuki asked, looking Tenya up and down.

"But, it's 6:30?" Tenya replied.

"Of course you'd know that, smartass. Why are you here anyways? We don't even talk-" Katsuki then paused and started growing a smirk. "You're here to see Y/N, aren't you?"

"What?! No, that's crazy...why would you even think that?" Tenya said awkwardly, chuckling nervously.

"Come on, glasses. Stop playing dumb, I know you're here to see Y/N."

"Fine, I am. But what's it to you?"

"It's kind of odd, no?" Katsuki laughed, looking Tenya up and down once more, leaning against the doorframe.

"Me and Y/N's actions behind their door is none of your business, Katsuki."

"Oh? I never said anything about that, glasses. That kind of intrigues me. Are you planning something?"

"Just be quiet Katsuki, this isn't any of your business anyways." He sighed, fixing his glasses by pushing them up on his nose bridge.

"Maybe it isn't," Katsuki began, "But Y/N is my dorm mate. So whatever their business is, I also have the right to know. Especially if someone is over."

"Okay, well me and Y/N's relationship isn't any of your business."

"Mmkayyy. I'll find out sooner or later, four eyes."

Tenya rolled his eyes when Katsuki assured he'd find out - he couldn't find out until you two became public about your relationship.

He made his way to your room, knocking.

You let him in by calling, "Come in!"

"Yeah, I'll be doing that later." Tenya sighed, "I didn't know Katsuki was your roommate. He's more obnoxious than in class when he's at home."

"You're acting like I don't know that." You rolled your eyes.

"I missed you." Tenya muttered, kicking off his shoes and climbing into your bed, beside you. "Have you been studying?"

"Hell no." You grunted, "The tests are in a month, Ten."

"So? Darling, studying is important."

"I know that. But a month before is a bit outrageous."

"Fine..." Tenya breathed, nuzzling himself into your shoulder.

"Are you alright?" You asked.

He nods into your shoulder, raising his head and kissing your neck softly.

"Tenya...there's no way you're alright. You're never this clingy..."

"I can't love you?"

"Now now...I never said that, Tens. Don't twist my words."

He raised his head and scooted himself up, kissing your lips.

"I need it."

"Need what?"

"You." You've never heard Tenya's voice so...possessive? Tenya didn't mind sex. But he didn't love it, especially because he felt awful for making you scream. But he has never been so sexual.

"Tens..." You mumbled.

"Mmph...you know love, I've been missing out on my studies as well."

"Wow, what a rebel." You said sarcastically.

"Shush."

"You know I'm joking."

"You're being stubborn."

"Damn, this might be opposite day. You're in heat and I'm the stubborn one."

"Yeah, well...I've been missing my studies to learn other things."

"As in?"

"How to finger you right."

"What..?" You asked softly, did you hear him correct? To finger you...right?

"I know you're pleased when I finger you, but I don't know much about female genitalia...so, I wanted to learn things like where some parts are."

"Did you see pictures?!"

"Only a drawing or two, but relax. They don't look as good as yours."

"Well, what did you learn?"

"Where a clitoris is, and how to hit good spots."

"Tens!"

"What?"

"Never mind." You mumbled, clearly flustered but grateful he learned to make you happy.

"Well...may I try?"

"Fingering me?"

"If you're alright with it."

"I...fine."

"You're sure?"

"Yes, Tens."

"You don't look very sure."

"I promise, I'm sure."

"Okay darling." He said softly, fixing his glasses before parting your legs and kissing you softer than his words. "If it hurts...tell me. Please."

"Okay."

And so he lowered your pants, looking at you for confirmation before taking them off completely. He then rubbed your clit while whispering praise in your ear - rubbing gently through your panties. He started kissing you (with tongue) while rubbing faster and a bit more roughly.

"Fuck..." He breathed heavily from the kissing, he lowered his hand in your panties to feel your wet pussy. "You're so wet...it's sloppy-wet..."

"Sorry..."

"Don't be." He said before taking off his glasses and laying them on the dresser beside your bed, he put his head in between your legs as he started spitting through your panties and licking through them.

"Tens..." You moaned, trying to be quiet so Katsuki wouldn't hear, your pussy was twitching and throbbing, your legs were trembling as you held his head closer to your pussy. He then started sliding off your panties, revealing your pussy, dripping with your cum.

"Oh god..." He gasped. He slowly started suckling on your clit as he brought a finger to your pussy and stuck it in slowly, this made your head jerk back along with moaning loud. He then stopped suckling, fingering you and hitting all the right spots. He made you close to your release, fingering you fast as he dirty talked you, still praising you at the same time. Since Tenya was nicely manicured he wasn't awful at fingering, but hot fingers are a bit thick, so it hurts sometimes. - He pulled out his finger as soon as you were close to cumming. "Ah-ah." He said, getting close to your ear. "You're saving your cum for my dick." He whispered, then unzipping and unbuttoning his pants, rubbing his bulge through his boxers in your dripping wet pussy. You never knew Tenya could be this dirty, especially with you. But, he felt your wetness soak into his boxers, before he revealed his cock that was clearly more trimmed, barely any hair. There was also some precum already dripping from his dick. "You haven't even started suckling on me, dear. And I'm already dripping, do you see what you do to me?" He whispered, before pulling his pants and boxers down further, pressing against your pussy's entrance, you gasp-moaned and he shushed you with his finger and a small "Shhh..." Right as he started pounding into you, whispering compliments to you and praise. "Take it baby..." He moaned softly, almost like a whimper. He started whimpering right as he was about to cum, pounding faster and harder, sweating a bit and going super fast before he released his seed, collapsing on your chest.

[j0kers-light]

I just know Joker would be so fed up with a reader who needs glasses

Like no J, I didn't see you the other day when you were stalking me while I was shopping, sorry for not going over and say hi.

SORRY my visits to the ophthalmologist are that expensive, I'm just a girl who needs her eyes checked!!

"Bunny... what da ya mean you need... contact lenses...? Like lentils for t'eyes?"

omg I can't he is just so dumb when he wants to😭

Woah anon this one hits too close to home. I went to the ophthalmologist last Thursday and for the first time in my life, I need glasses. I am not adjusting well 😣

Let's get into it! I do hope you enjoy beloved! 🖤✨

Joker instantly makes fun of you. For starters, Frost had to help you back home since they dilated your eyes at the office and urged you not to drive. So you came through the door, looking like a lost cause clinging onto Frost.

For months you've been complaining about headaches and double vision, all on deaf ears. You had to take matters into your own hands and find a specialist to perform an eye exam.

Now you're finally getting help to correct your vision! Not like Joker cares. He picks on you by waving his hands in front of your face. You snap at him because you can still see.

"J move out the way! I'm not legally blind, this is only temporary." You grope at the air to prevent yourself from bumping into anything. You still run head first into a potted plant, knocking it over.

Joker thinks your protective glasses, he dubbed them "Ray Charles" are absolutely hilarious. They help with bright lights until your pupils return to normal but it does make you look, well, like a visually impaired person. "All you need is a cane, doll!"

Its days like this where you question why you love Joker. He's such a jerk.

Any support or help you wish to get from Joker is non existent. He is blissfully unaware about how serious your situation is. Thankfully the drops wear off but you have to endure Joker for the upcoming days until your glasses come in the mail.

Joker says the most insensitive things to you like, "Bunny what do ya mean you need uh, contact lenses? Like lentils for your eyes?" or "My Bunny is blind. Maybe I should call ya mouse instead?"

You groan for the umpteenth time and ignore him. You're not legally blind, just.. [insert level of impairment] His jokes aren't funny.

Finally your prescriptions arrive in the mail and you hastily put them on. Its like seeing the world anew. You smile and glance around the room and your eyes land on Joker, who has his jaw on the floor.

"Wow.. I uh.. ahem. You look... B-Bunny.. ya look nerdy. Did they not have a err better selection?" He looked away, hiding his blush.

And your happiness is squashed. Great. You're not his goddess anymore. You sulk around the apartment as you adjust to your new eyes feeling completely miserable. Along with the expected headaches, and discomfort, your mood is in the sewer.

It brings about.. let's say problems. Key word: Joker is the problem. He plays too much and your poor frames is his brand new toy. He bends them, loses them, and even worse? He completely breaks them all 'on accident'. Yeah right.

He just laughs each time saying, "I'll uhh buy ya a new pair."

Joker is a man of his word but your ophthalmologist gives you a disapproving look when you order your sixth pair of glasses in a two month period. Insurance has since stopped footing the bill, they're fed up too.

Your doctor suggests contacts which you think would be a better fit. It is not. Joker manages to ruin them too.

He misplaces your contact case. He uses your contact fluid for a new laughing gas compound, he distracts you and much to your horror-- you sleep with your contacts still in.

Along with the stress of new glasses, the sudden change in your life, and Joker's lack of concern, you're bound to break down and it happens one day when you're working on your laptop in the living room.

Joker sneaks up behind you and steals your new (seventh pair) of glasses right off your face. You react accordingly but with the loss of your visual aid, the room is blurry and you can't focus.

"Joker give me back my glasses! I can't see without them!"

You hear his signature laugh a little to your left and turn that way. You can barely see his figure holding your glasses up to his face. He whistles low.

"Geez, Bunny! I knew ya couldn't, ah see, but this? This is pathetic!" His words sting and make you falter reaching his side.

The one person you need the most to be supportive, and on your side during such a life changing event, is your bully. Why can't Joker be more understanding? You don't know you're crying until Joker is standing before you. He's close enough for you to see him clearly.

And he doesn't look happy. "What's gotten into you?"

He doesn't even know?!! That just makes you cry even harder. Your tears are Joker's kryptonite and he groans to himself before yanking you into your arms.

"Bunny..... stop that.. You know I haTe it when you cry." He rocks the two of you back and forth but you aren't moved by his weak attempt at an apology.

"Then why are you being so mean to me?! You keep breaking my glasses, I can't see without them, I'm... I'm so tired and—"

Joker shuts you up with a kiss and your body betrays you by kissing him back. He pulled away so he could see your e/c sparkling up at him.

“You've been soooo stressed lately. I thoughT my jokes would help ease your mind! I just wanted you to smile."

"You made fun of me and called me a nerd!" You pout.

He sighed and placed your glasses where they belong. The way he was looking at you made you adopt a slight flush to your cheeks.

"I didn't mean to be mean, Princess. These make ya look hot, very hoT. Like the sexy author I know ya are."

You looked away, mumbling. "You... you think I look hot?"

Joker laughed and spun you around in his arms. He then attacked your face with sloppy kisses while his eager hands roamed your body.

"Think? Oh I know my goddess is stunning with or without glasses. You. Are. Beaut-Tee-full and the day I say otherwise, be a dear and uh.. stab me with a knife."

He smirked hearing your joyful laughter ringing out. Oh how he missed it.

[juuenigma]

Hello Congratulations on 100 likes I can't wait to watch your blog grow.

I have seen on your page that you haven't written about lookism yet and I was wondering if you could write about gimyung or jake kim with the boyfriend head canons.

Lookism Jake Kim as your boyfriend p.1

(Jake kim x fem!reader)

— Jake is definitely a green flag. It's so obvious, I mean, look at him. JUST LOOK AT HIM. He's the most green flag out of all. FR.

— Calls you his princess and will definitely pay your bills. You might as well call him da---- *gunshots. But, if you call him that — you should get ready... you might get tired and worst, he won't let you stand after you spend the night at his bedroom. (😏)

—Well, he values consent more than anything. Won't do the first move unless he got your consent. Like, "Can I sleep beside you?" "Can I hold your hand?" "Can I kiss you?"

— When the two of you got into an argument, Jake is definitely the first one to apologize. After the fight, you will hear him knocking on your door with your favorite snacks in his arms. Or, if you have a pet, he will carry them on his arms and uses them to melt your heart or something.

"Can you forgive me or atleast let me in for our child's sake? Our baby was so sad to see us fight, you know?"

— He makes you laugh with his dad jokes (which he got from his big bro, sinu) but he always ends up laughing on his own while you're just looking at him like >>> 🤨😒🙄 (insert the big deal members, they will just look at you with an apologetic face, and then sighs, "sorry that you witnessed his the most vulnerable state, sis in law." )

You're happy that you get to see the other side of him though. You don't actually find it uncool, he looks cute. You just love him for who he is, not just the positive ones but also the most vulnerable side of your boyfriend.

— He holds you by the waist when you walk and when he drives, his hand would immediately rest on your legs, sometimes he will intertwine his free hand on yours with the most satisfied expression he has.

— Jake would definitely carry you to your bedroom when he saw you falling asleep on the couch or on the car. You woke up when you felt his lips brushing on your forehead though.

"Goodnight, princess." he will mumble on your ear after kissing your forehead.

The man proceeds on showering. He's too conscious when he's with you plus +++ he loves it when you compliment how good he smells as he cuddles with you.

—Jake loves to pat your head or gives you words of affirmation every single day. You deserved it.

In conclusion, you'd be the luckiest woman in the world. Imagine dating someone like him? BRUHHH you'd be crazy to let him gauurr. I'm fr, mate. Even I wishes to date him. 😔😔 (Jake's fangirl? Wasn't me✋✋✋😩😩 def noooott)

[inkspottie]

I just read the other anon's question and gaah I looove this!! But it got me wondering about the others.. How does everyone shows their affection (romantical or platonic) Sebastian by 'joke' flirting and teasing, and da stuff like this buuuuut does he changes with others pretty drastically??? And how does the others do??? OCs and your canon characters HCs my curiosity is soooooo bigg! And the rainrotm!!! OOOH THE BRAINROOT!! Arkanicdevotion is so real for saying that they thought of it more than of school because I do too !! I can't help iiiit

Hehe

Let’s see affection levels huh? I can do that

Gabriel: Oh he’s sappiest dumbest guy when it comes to romance. Makes corniest jokes, calls you pet names, gives you things. You are the apple to his eye and he will make sure you know it. Proudly calling you his partner and treating you like the royalty you’re meant to be!

Platonically he’s very much a bro. Touching, teasing, shouting. He’ll give you the biggest hugs and ruffle your hair. The guy is very much a big goofball.

Sadao: He’s a bit clumsy with love, not really sure what to do. If he hears you like something he’ll go and research everything about it and try to implement it into conversation, bring you a gift. He’s not much for flirting but he does enjoy the little things. Soft touches, small glances. He’ll be flustered but it’s a cute fluster, but he’ll get out of his comfort zone just for you. He’ll even die for you. He’ll follow you to the darkest corners of the earth.

Platonically Sadao is the type that listens and hears you. You could do one thing while he does another and it’s a nice time despite you two not saying anything. But when you want to talk he is all ears. He never forgets anything you tell him, and makes a effort to listen.

Anzu: She’s aromantic but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t know how to be affectionate. She’s the type who leaves little gifts, little notes. She’s like a cat, bringing you little trinkets to show her love. She won’t say she loves you, but you’ll definitely know.

Platonically she opens up to you more, doesn’t have the usual deadpan or blank stare. Will even laugh at your jokes. The closer you are the more you get to see the real her.

As for Sebastian, he’s sort of the type that gets hit in the head with a brick when he realizes he’s in love. He’s a bit awkward despite his facade with his silver tongue, but he gets really touchy feely, very protective too. Once he realizes you’re the one, he’ll die for you.

And Sebastian is the same with Gabriel except he’s not as touchy. Teasing, joking about, pranking you, but respects your boundaries never going too far with things. He’ll even help you bury the body if you really needed to.

[writingforstraykids]

My beloved cutie mooties🥺🖤

(edited 12.05.24)

🖤@atinyniki🖤

Niki, my beautiful sunshine, I'm so grateful to have you through thick and thin. I'm still convinced you're cute and idc whether you accept that or not. I love talking to you and you're one of the kindest people I know (unless you yell at me you meanie...joking obviously, chill guys😂🖤) I'll always be there for you...also pls stop spending so much money on me cutie😭 Keep shining sunny bunny...love you, pretty girl🖤

🖤@zehina🖤

my beloved (not so silent anymore) bestie, i love our shared European confusion and confusing the others together in return. you're such a cute little kitty and we all know u love being called cute so...you're very cute, deal with it🤭I love our shared stupidity whenever we talk about the boys and seriously, every time you send me your part for the rambles I'd drop to my knees and pay for it bc holy shit. I'll always be there if you need me, keep fighting lovey. love you unnie🖤

🖤@galaxycatdrawz🖤

azzy, I'm so proud of slowly pulling you a little from the shadows you were hiding in😂 also...idk how I managed to do so, but I'm still laughing about achieving most of your tumblr milestones😭 i love sharing requests with you, working out ideas or simply do as you said and write what my brain couldn't figure out. thank you for always being there for me and sharing your brilliant brain with me, co-writer🤭 also it's such a bummer we live so far away bc after what we talked about so far I know you'd be the best cuddle buddy🥺 love you azzy my cutest little thing🖤

🖤@jinnie-ret 🖤

jinnie my dear, even though we haven't talked that much so far, I always love it when we get the chance🤭 can't wait to get to know you better as well and I'm already so excited for that fic👀looveeee your writing sm🖤

🖤@sona1800🖤

you're my newest mootie and I love you so much already it's ridiculous (niki can confirm that🥹) you're always so sweet and you literally outshine every fic with your loving reblogs and comments (I'm just too speechless to answer properly, I really love them🥺) so yeah, that's why you got the tag "the cutest" 🤭🖤

🖤@silverstarburst🖤

Ash. my dear, we don't have that much time to talk usually because you're either working or I'm asleep (a rarity but still). Nevertheless, you have a special place in my heart by now and I'm thankful for your presence in my life. I know who to text if I need someone to kick ass. Your reblogs make me smile like some idiot every time, thank you so much for appreciating my lil dummy ideas so much. love you mama wolf🖤

🖤@slutforchanlix🖤

Miu, babyy, I've made you cry way too often with stuff like this—my bad. I know it's not always easy, but you're one of the kindest people I know, and I love that I have someone with whom I can talk in my native language for once. You're a sweetheart and thank you for always being there for me. I still plan to meet you one day hehe. Long story short, you're amazing, don't let anyone else try to make you believe anything less than that. Bin immer für dich da🖤

🖤@michelle4eve🖤

heyy mimi, we haven't talked much so far...sometimes accidentally when you mistook my icon for niki's I hope that's easier now😂😉 you seem like such a kind soul and I hope we'll get closer over time (no rush dear!) I'm happy over each of your reblogs, especially after you told us you're too shy to do so sometimes. I really appreciate it, you cutie🖤

🖤@chrizzztopherbang🖤

I always loved seeing you pop up in my notifications with your sweet comments. I already think you're a sweetheart, I know we haven't talked that much yet. Still, I loved prereading your fics and getting a glimpse into your genius brain. Don't give up writing as long as you have fun with it, because you're truly amazing at it🖤

🖤@wolfyychan🖤

You've been around on my prior blog already and still my stupid brain didn't realize you've changed usernames for so long😭😂 I always look forward to your excited comments and reblogs, they're truly a boost of motiviation ngl. Hope to have you around for a long time🤭🖤

🖤@james-is-here🖤

Your excitement for that Minchan series made me think about writing bonus chapters for the first time in months. I really love seeing how you get so invested in some of the stories, which makes me want to do better hehe. Also...omg...I'm still thinking about that one fic you wrote a while ago🫠 I'm excited to see what's next and hope we'll get the chance to maybe talk some more🖤

🖤@queer-possum🖤

Without giving away too much, your brain is amazing. I love your requests so much and you're always so kind when I get back to you to make sure I get everything right. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to write about certain topics and stuff I haven't so far🖤

🖤@chanandminhoenthusiast🖤

love, love, loveee your blog (for obvious inspirational reasons😉) you seemed like a very sweet soul whenever we talked before and I'll always be there if you need someone to talk, even about the most random bullshit😂🖤

🖤@palindrome969🖤

You're such a lovely person, I can't even put it into words properly. Your writing is beautiful and I'm still in love with that stargazing fic with Channie😭 always love talking to you and seeing your comments🖤

🖤@5starluvr🖤

I've told you so before, I wanna kiss your brain so bad sometimes. The stuff you come up with for me to write is brilliant. I can't wait to finish more of your requests and share ideas as soon as possible! Love you hehe🖤

🖤@mellhwang🖤

Heyy sweetie, I love seeing you in my notes and I swear I'll get that Minchan x Hyunjin thing done for you!! Thank you for all the love, dear🖤

🖤@lost-in-avoidance🖤

The amount of times I made you choke back tears at work is...concerning and I'm so sorry, I don't do it on purpose, I swear😭😂 your reblogs are always so genuine and make me feel like I did exactly what I wanted to with the fic in question. I appreciate your words so much, thank you!

[babymockers]

And, finally, here’s part 2.

"I can’t see what you see in me"

Graham Coxon x female reader.

Prompt: Graham was having a really hard time with himself during a photoshoot and you had a great idea to cheer him up. Heavily inspired by Blair and Serena stealing Eleanor Waldorf's clothing line clothes on Gossip Girl (s1, e4).

Place/time: during the late 90's.

Reader description: reader is a French model trying to make herself a name in the industry, while being reduced to be in her boyfriend's shadow.

Fluff.

Part 1 here

Part 2.

You looked back at Damon and Alex. "I know you won't believe me, Graham, but you'd look so good in one of those suits."

"Y/N, you've got to be joking. They told me not to....

"Uh-uh. You'd look great". The look on disbelief on his face made you stand up, a sudden urge of something you didn't exactly knew made it's way through your mind. You offered him your hand "Come with me, come on". He looked at you hesitantly. "Come on!"

He took your hand and followed you. "Where are we going?" You didn't muttered a word. He panicked. "I can't leave them here. They need me-"

"We're not leaving them. Just trust me. I'm taking care of you right now'. You said.

You walked together through the photoshoot set, passing by numerous photographers, make-up artists, among other workers, until you reached the door of a sort of dressing room, where a variety of suits, shoes, shirts and hats were placed on hangers. At the top of the door, a small sign read: "Blur 1930's England Inspired Photoshoot. Authorized personal only". You turned the handle, mentally praying that the door was open. Luck was on your side, though, as the door opened without any struggle.

You entered the room, Graham right behind you, and you quickly began to inspect the clothes, looking carefully at the sizes. Some of them were even marked with Graham's name. But you ignored them. You went for the expensive ones, the ones designed to be worn only by models.

Real models.

Graham shouted-whispered "What are you doing?W-We're not even supposed to be here, Y/N!"

"Oh but that makes it more exciting, doesn't it?" You said, picking up a few clothes. "I don't see why we shouldn't be here, though. This is a 'Blur' photoshoot".

"Well it is. But we're only allowed to be here when we're needed. I can't put any of this on until Damon and Alex are finished".

"So we're not even stealing. We're just anticipating ourselves".

He looked at you in disbelief "You're insane!".

"And you're too cute to be true". You kissed his nose. "Come on, let's get some clothes for you." He shook his head, unsure. "Gra, trust me. It'll be alright. Do you trust me, baby?" You knew he would melt at the 'baby' thing. Graham loved nicknames.

He muttered something you didn't understand but he was still there anyway, so you thought he wasn't really that mad.

"Ok, ok". You said, placing all the pieces of clothing together in front of Graham. "Ta-da! There you have it, you'll look amazing in this".

He scratched the back of his neck. "I don't know. I shouldn't be wearing any of this by now. I'll probably look bad".

"Honey, you're gorgeous, relax. Besides, if anything happens I'll take the blame here and there.

"I can't let you do that!". He said, frowning.

"Of course you can. You need to have fun. Worry less and look at this hat, isn't it pretty?" You placed the hat on his head, in an unintentionally rough way, making him chuckle. "And it fits your head so well!"

"Love...".

"Just put this on. You know you want to".

"Love, I just don't really know if I should..." He took the clothes in his hands, hesitant. Then he looked at you. And, maybe for the first time in forever, he was able to see in himself a little bit of what you see in him. The way that you looked at him made him feel weak to his knees. And it also made him feel confident, adrenaline rushing through his veins and his eyes sparkling. "Oh, fuck them!".

"Fuck them". You said coming over him and kissing him passionately, his eyes now filled with lust. You detached yourself from his grip and gave him a sweet peck on the lips. "I'll go watch the door. You go change”.

Graham started to laugh, changing himself in a rush. "I don't even know why we're doing this. This is childish".

''Cause it's harmless fun. You deserve to have tun".

Graham looked at himself on the body mirror, a smile coming onto his face while he let out little giggles. He thought this was ridiculous, but, in some sort of way, he was starting to enjoy himself. So, when he was finished, he couldn't help to think that he didn't looked that bad after all.

So you reassured him, knowing exactly what was going through his mind (you've been together for 2 years for god sake!): "You look amazing. You really do. You look better than anyone else in here".

"You think so?" He asked as sincerely as he wanted your answer to be, looking at you with his big eyes, showing all parts of himself through them. The fear, the self consciousness, the crave for validation that he usually hide in drinking evenings and quiet stares. All in his eyes.

He felt comfortable being vulnerable around you. He was a vulnerable soul after all. He needed protection and trust, someone who was able to connect with him and stand by his side no matter what. And, after years of dead end streets and pointless roads, he finally found what he was looking for. Someone as confident, smart, funny, warm hearted and trustworthy as you. For him, you were like a rush of energy in lazy mornings and comfy sheets in a cold evening. He couldn't even try to deny one scary fact: he was head over heels.

You wrapped your arms around his torso, looking up at him with the word "love" written all over your face. "Yeah. You kinda fit the vibe. You're so beautiful, Graham". And you meant it, you really did. Besides, you always thought Graham was like a young boy from the 1930's, so you weren't just rambling. He was a natural with his little hat, his big blazer and his cute shoes, something so romantic about his little funny outfit that made your heart filled with the most intense and loving feeling.

He was truly something else, so different from anyone you've ever met. One of a kind, really.

You both leaned and connected your lips, kissing each other with less passion than most of the times and more in an "old couple" kind of way.

Then, suddenly, Graham bit your bottom lip, deepening the kiss while leaning over your body and holding you in his arms in a very movie-like way, causing your laugh.

"Stop doing that, you idiot! I'm going to fall!" You shouted while laughing. Graham leaned even more, practically making your head almost touch the floor while your legs were up in the air.

"No, you're not, Love". He said calmly, although the smile creeping over his face was apparently impossible to erase. He was making fun of you!

He was absolutely the worst.

"Graham, I'm dead serious!" He leaned over even more (as if that's possible!). "Graham!".

He stopped there, just looking at your mortified face, grinning like an idiot.

"I swear to God, if you don't put me on my feet again I will..."

He gave you a kiss on your neck, causing butterflies to throw a party inside your stomach.

Then he gently did what you asked for, letting your feet touch the floor and helping you stand up, resting his head on yours.

He won't admit it (Graham was such a funny stubborn-ass sometimes) but he secretly wished you were a lot more shorter than him, so he could put his chin on top of your head. It's not like you were the same height as him, I mean, you still had to look up at him and all, but he couldn't do that specifically. So you would usually lower yourself or you would stand on your tippy toes to make you look even taller, depending on your mood. Right now, you went for that second option, pretending to be mad.

He knew you weren't, though. So he bit your cheek, making you laugh.

"Stupid boy" You muttered bitting your own bottom lip, repressing a wider smile.

"I love your accent". He said out of nowhere, catching you off guard.

"What was that for?". You detached yourself from his arms, looking puzzled.

"Nothing. I just really love it". He smiled, holding your waist again and his gaze intensified on your lips. "I really love you". His voice almost a whisper.

You sighed, your heart pounding in your chest "I love you too".

And even though Graham still struggled, those were the most sincere words he ever heard in his life and no one could ever convince him otherwise.

So he believed you. He had no other choice.

"See? Now you can go there and be all this pretty in front of the camera". You said, wide gummy smile plastered on your face.

He melted inside.

And, also, he completely forgot about that.

So Graham, allowing himself to be carried by the moment, said this exact words: "You know what? I don't care about this bloody photoshoot. I don't care about any of this. Let's get out of here". And he offered you a hand, the same adventurous hand you offered him before.

"What? But, you have this photo shoot..." You looked around. Then to him "You want to drop out?" You asked, looking for something in his face that would made you realize he actually didn't want to do that. But there was just Graham.

Soft-spoken Graham, staring at you with his burning gaze and rebellious smile. Asking you to be his partner in that little war he called his work and the aftermaths of leaving it.

So you had no other choice.

After all, it was still raining outside, with a storm coming any time soon. They'll probably have to cancel their plans anyway. And the crew will still get paid, just like Alex will still be an asshole the next morning and Damon will definitely be unpredictable about the situation, but that was just Damon. And then Dave... Dave couldn't care less. As long as he could get some sleep right now, he'd be fine. The manager will be furious, of course, but that was just his work. The world will still be moving and the press will be thrilled.

So there was really nothing new.

The first signs of a big storm started to make it's way through the area. Outside the wind was going stronger and the temperature was dropping colder. Graham looked at you, his body temperature was a warm contrast to the weather conditions.

He quickly took some female 1930's clothes for you that were hanging there. He looked at you.

You looked at your purse, inside it was your camera. You saw his eyes sparkling.

So, again, you really had no other choice...

How could you ever say no?

Then, suddenly, Graham was not alone anymore.

The end.

[forestshadow-wolf]

HI

I've just seen your wip game thing and I'm asking everyone stuff because I love asking questions

Anyway

The soap vocal dysphoria thing really piqued my interest (totally can't relate) so I'm going to randomly tap my keyboard and hope these questions come out in a semi understandable form

What sort of dysphoria does he have relating to his voice? Is it all the time or is it just when he notices? Or does he compare his voice to others (eg: "Gaz has a nice voice, why don't I sound like him?" Or "Price and Ghost have such deep voices why does mine sound squeaky?" Or "my Da is scottish but noone asks him to repeat what he said")

Do the others find out about it or does he suffer in silence? Does he fight them on helping? Do they shower him in compliments and cause his face to go red because he's not used to getting compliements (maybe leading for more angst if he ends up liking his voice but then fixates on the things about him they don't compliment?) Does he end up not answering comms on a mission due to a flare up? Causing one of his teammates to get captured and making him hate his voice more? (Or it might lead to him being captured )

That is all :]

YIPPIE!! I love when people ask me about my writing! Also I'm totally projecting onto hom for this lmfao.

Idk if you've seen this snippet that I posted but anyway!! So this is gonna be soapghost (bc they're apparently the only ship I can write lol)

Ok so- what kind? It's less of one specific thing like "I wish My voice was deeper" and more of a general distaste for his own voice (and the amount that he speaks (eg. "Gaz has a nice voice, I should let him speak more." Or "shut-up, Mactavish, let Price and/or Ghost speak for once." Or "I talk so much. I bet everyone is tired of hearing me by now."))

I think yes the others do end up realizing, but definitely not for awhile. I think after the do realize he would deny that he was acting and different until he's blue in the face. But he will 100% go tomato red at any compliment, and try to redirect the conversation. I think he definitely would overthink it a bunch too (like you said), but I also think that Gaz, Price and Ghost would know him well enough to see him get in his own head about it and say something along the lines of "hey, I can see you thinking too hard about it, stop it. I like when you talk, okay?" And I don't wanna say he'd immediately believe them, but it would put a halt to the spiraling thoughts.

On missions I don't think he'd go as far as not responding on comms (mostly because I think he knows that would possibly put his team members/other people in danger), but he wouldn't banter as much, and keep all responses short and curt.

If, on a mission, he got captured for a different reason (that wasn't him not responding on comms) he would definitely use his voice to annoy his captors (eg. Talking nonstop, singing, humming, joking, ect.). Of course when he does get rescued he's talked himself hoarse, much to his relief because he doesn't think he'd be able to shut himself up after being so loose lipped about anything and everything (that isn't confidential), and he wouldn't want to annoy his team so soon after they rescued him.

I think ghost would help him slowly learn to love his voice again. Now ghost isn't usually the kne that talks a lot, but for soap he would. For soap he'd sing their favorite song from the rooftops if it made soap sing with him. I think he'd lay his head on soap's chest, and ask him questions just to get him to speak. I think he could fall asleep like that and mindlessly murmur "i love your voice", and I think It'd be such a tiny comment, so mindless, but it would do wonders for soap.

[enbysiriusblack]

James Potter's birthday

"They're going to come", Lily sighed, trying to usher Hari away from the table of food laid out.

"They're not coming", James moaned for the millionth time that day.

Lily grabbed his face, "they'll come, okay? Nothing is more important to them."

James nodded, but a moment later looked out the window with a sigh, "I'll understand if they can't come. I mean, with the war on and Sirius and Remus aren't in a great place-"

"They're going to come." Lily recited.

At that, the front door swung open, followed by a loud shout, "Prongs!"

James ran to hug Sirius, the two staying in the embrace for more than a minute, only detaching as Hari crawled towards the two, mumbling 'pa.'

Sirius grinned, instantly sitting on the floor to play with him. James huffed.

"I told you", Lily said, "the 'p' sound is just a lot easier for him than the 'd'."

"nah, you just like me more, don't you, Hari?"

Hari giggled in reply, looking up at James.

James tried to resist a smile, "I feel like he's pranking me."

"It'd serve you right", a voice came from the kitchen.

"Marlene, how the fu-n are you in our kitchen?" Lily shouted, turning around on the sofa to see Marlene and Dorcas in the kitchen doorway.

Sirius hit James' arm, "You gave them keys too? I thought I was special?"

Marlene grinned as she flopped onto the sofa, head on Lily's lap, "They just left their backdoor open", she bopped Lily's nose, "We're in the middle of the war, you'd think you two would learn house safety."

James frowned, lifting up Hari in the air, "Who's going to attack a baby? Look at him, so cute!"

Dorcas stood behind the sofa with a grimace, "He looks like yoda."

"He does!" Marlene laughed, as Lily threw a vegetarian sausage roll at Dorcas.

At that, a knock sounded on the door.

Sirius froze up, eagerly taking Hari to play with as James went to get the door.

"Pete!" James shouted, hugging him in the doorway, Sirius relaxing and ushering him to come in.

"This your house, Sirius?" Lily joked.

Sirius grinned, "I wish. Still can't believe you won't let me live here."

James sat back down next to Sirius and Hari, Peter choosing the armchair instead.

"You've got someone to live with", James said, trying to get Hari to play with the toy deer.

"I'd rather live here", Sirius huffed, getting up to grab some food.

Peter, ever the distractor, grabbed a boardgame from Lily and James' collection, "who wants to play cluedo?"

An hour and a bit later, Dorcas won victorious, but their celebration cut short by another knock on the front door.

This time, Sirius instantly got up to go to the bathroom.

"Remus! I didn't know you were going to make it! Come in, come in" James smiled, directing Remus to the lounge where they all sat.

Lily got up, going to hug Remus who returned it, tightly hugging her back.

He then bent down to face Hari, "Hi Hari, you're getting bigger."

Hari looked at him quizzically but smiled nonetheless.

"That's what happens when you don't come round for months."

Remus turned to look at Sirius across the room, before turning between James and Lily, "Sorry about that, I've been really busy recently."

"It's fine, Moony", James said, a hand on his shoulder.

Sirius turned and stomped away, fleeing to the back garden.

James moved to go after them, but Peter got up and stopped him, "I'll go. Stay here and enjoy your birthday."

James let him go instead, turning back to Remus to hug him, "I missed you."

"Same, you don't understand how much" Remus sighed, "I can't stay for long though, my shift starts in half an hour."

"What?" James let go.

"The part time tutoring was barely covering anything, and the money Da saved up for when I moved out has ran out so I got a bartending gig at nights."

James instantly went to his wallet, "You know I'll give you however much you need. Just come on- stay, I haven't seen you in months."

"I can't take your money, Prongs."

"Please, come on. I haven't seen you for months and now you're only staying for five minutes? Just-Just take it and then you can stay here and skip your shift. Just this once."

"That's not how it works, I'd get fired. And I've told you, I'm not taking your money. I can deal with this myself."

James sighed, "I just want to hang out with you again."

Remus grabbed something from his bag and held it out, "I got you a gift."

James smiled and took it.

"It's an apron. I made it, well with Mam's directions, I think it was the longest phone call I've ever been on, she kept shouting at me in a mix of Spanish and Welsh. Terrifying."

James laughed and brought him into a hug, "exactly how we felt everytime you got angry."

Remus laughed, moving away to hug the others before he had to leave.

Sirius and Peter came back in, Sirius seeming even more irked than before.

He eyed Remus near the door, his coat and shoes still on.

"Leaving so soon?"

Remus huffed, "Leave it, Sirius. We can talk later?"

"When's later? 5 weeks? 6? Cause that's how long it's been since I last saw you?"

Remus clenched his jaw, "Dumbledore assigned me a mission, I told you."

"But why are you constantly going on these month long missions all the time, when the reat of us only get week long ones at most. What the fuck is so important for you to disappear for that fucking long?"

"Sirius!" Both James and Lily shouted.

Remus closed his eyes for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "Can we please not do this here?"

Sirius frowned in frustration, "If we don't do this here, then we'll never talk because you're never actually around to talk to! Hari doesn't even know who you are and you're his godfather!"

Remus took a step towards the door, "You think I want be gone all the time? I hate it! I hate being on these missions! I hate being away from everyone and missing every single thing! I mean, Marlene's got a ring on her finger and I have no clue when that happened!"

"Four months ago", Dorcas said, quietly.

Sirius smirked, "four months ago, Moony. They had a party to celebrate and we got sent an invitation. I couldn't tell you though, because you were off who knows where! As usual!"

"I can't help it if Dumbledore makes me go on month long order missions! I can't help it if I have to work day and night! I can't help it if I just want to sleep when I finally get home but I can't cause my partner's acting as if I killed their brother or something!"

Sirius froze, and looked away before retorting, "Maybe you did. How would I know what you get up to?"

James excused himself and went upstairs without a look back.

Lily stood up, grabbing Hari, and paused beside Remus, "I think you should go."

"I'm so sorry, Lily. Can you please tell him I'm sorry."

"I will", she promised, squeezing his shoulder before climbing the stairs.

"You two need to fucking deal with whatever's happening between the two of you", Dorcas said, sitting upright on the sofa.

Remus nodded, "Congratulations on your engagement", he replied before leaving, a small look towards Sirius as he left.

Marlene and Dorcas whispered to each other before announcing they should all probably leave as well.

Peter and Sirius both walked out together, Peter turned to them, "Remus has changed a lot, hasn't he? Do you think somethings up?"

Sirius nodded, "You know Moody told us there was a spy in the order at the last meeting?"

Peter nodded, guilt written on his face. Sirius saw it, taking it as guilt of suspecting Remus as the spy. Sirius felt the same guilt, after all.

"I wanted it to be fun", James said, curled in a ball on their bed, "I thought it'd be like old times, just chatting, and drinking, playing games. I miss it."

Lily nodded, "I think we all do."

"I miss him and I miss my parents."

Lily grabbed two framed photos by their bedside, "Talk to them then. I'll give you some privacy", she got up to leave before James stopped her.

"Can you come back when I talk to Reggie? It feels right, all three of us."

Lily nodded, "course."

He turned to the photo of his parents as the door shut, "Hey Maa, Pitā. It's my birthday! 21 now... I feel old and I hate it. I can't imagine how you two felt", he laughed, "sorry... I'm a little mad at Sirius right now. I know, I know, you hate it when we argue. But, we're not technically arguing. They're just- they can't even stand the sight of Remus right now. Which is crazy because they're practically soulmates and it's just that Remus is having a hard time right now, which Sirius doesn't seem to understand! And-and it's my birthday today. I used to be so selfish as a kid and I know that and I feel like I'm maturing, you know? I'm trying not to be so selfish. But it's my birthday- it was my party and Remus turns up an hour late and only stays for five minutes in which he and Sirius get into a huge argument in front all of us and Sirius swears in front of Hari. And it just- it pissed me off. A lot. I feel like I'm constantly having to do things, change things for everyone. We always have meat for Remus, even though I'm a vegetarian and I can't stand the sight of it. We built a smoking area in the garden for the both of them- obsessed with those things, they are. But it's just- they couldn't just get along for five minutes for me- just five minutes! And maybe that's selfish... but I just want to be selfish for once."

James wiped his tears away with his sleeve so it wouldn't drip on his parents.

"Maa, I wrote down all your recipes yesterday, every single one, and I'm going to teach Hari. And we're going to fly to India next year to meet with the rest of the family, Lily's really excited. She's never gone on an airplane before. And Hari will be able to talk by then so he can say hello to everyone. He's so cute. Re- um Regulus brought clothes for him years ago and they fit luckily. We were really worried they wouldn't. They're all green though", he laughed quietly, "if Hari gets put in Slytherin, I'm blaming him... I'm planning to see you two, and him tomorrow. I know Hari and Lily usually come, but we think he's been there too much. He gets all sad and quiet whenever we go. We don't want him to spend his entire childhood in graveyards."

James placed the photo back onto the bedside table, "I miss you both so much. I don't know how I'm meant to live for so long without you both around."

[ashurzs]

fixing you up (with love)

you know those stupid ass hs fights? yeah lets say you got into one :3!

cws; gn reader in mind, fluff, mentions of fighting, mentions of blood

might be ooc, i apologize :C

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"and i swear, i definitely won! they were like bleeding more than me!" "das crazy, now shut up and stop moving around" "BUT THE ALCOHOL STINGS"

KYO KANEKO looks up at you in disbelief as his eye twitches. "did you or did you not just fight someone? why are you complaining about alcohol? and how are you even bleeding, weapons were aloud?"

all the questions being poured onto you made you pout, you decided to answer the alcohol question.

"because alcohol actually hurts! unlike fucking scarl-" "i'm still friends with her ya know?" ".."

knowing that you can't keep arguing with the one who offered to clean your bleeding scars. well, it was more like pulling you away from ren who had tried to stop the fight.. but ya know, reading in between the lines! "it's gonna sting, so try not to move too much, yeah?"

sucking your teeth in, you prepare yourself as you watch the alcohol pad nears the cut near your face. the extra bloody napkins on the floor made you feel bad. "kyo, you know you don't have to."

he stays still, keeping eye contact with you as the alcohol wipe stays near the cut. but never really touching it. he raises an eyebrow, "and let ren clean you up?"

"i could do it myself!"

"i doubt that."

he stares at you directly, his eyebrows furrowed. you know, you've never seen him serious as now. he always somehow tries to find a way to make a joke, but-

"A-"

the sudden feeling of stinging makes you want to scream, and you did! but it was muffled quickly with a paper towel being shoved in your mouth, and a obnoxious laughter that you've learned to love. "yeah you thought i wouldn't huh? yeah yeah- you thought wrong!"

VER VERMILLION can't hide the disappointment he feels when he sees you all bloody. what even happened? sure there was a fight but who would bring weapons to one?

"you know, fighting with another council member is a serious problem right?"

".. yea.."

"so tell me.. why in your RIGHT mind, would you fight kotoka.?" "shouldn't the real question be how she gets a knife as a council member?" "but she's the one i'm cleaning up right now, right?"

there's a silence that hangs in the president's office, but it's quickly cut off with the ripping of an alcohol wipe wrapper. "you know, i don't like seeing you get hurt.."

"i know, i'm sorry." biting the inside of your lip nervously, you know you shouldn't argue with him. he signals for you to get off the chair you were sitting on and to come behind his desk. "sit on the table so i can properly clean it."

"eh.? b-but your paperwor-"

"that doesn't matter right now, what matters is we get you cleaned up before anything else happens to you, hm?"

"oh yeah, where was doppio in all of this?"

"making bets with meloco.."

"oh."

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[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Incorrect Quotes

Thanks @leahnardo-da-veggie for the tag here!

Rules: use this incorrect quotes generator to generate some for your OCs!

Rose: I'm gonna nickname my child "Lil Bitch".

Carmen: I see you're passing on your name.

Gwen: She called me the B-word.

Noelle: Motherfucker doesn’t start with ‘b’.

Jedi: Okay! Let’s play Kiss Marry Kill!

Jedi: First who would you kill?

*Gwen points at Carmen*

*Robbie points at Carmen*

*Noelle points at Carmen*

Carmen: *shrugs* I would kill me too.

Robbie: Have you heard of Murphy’s law? The one where if something can go wrong, it will go wrong?

Maddie: Yeah, I have.

Robbie: Have you heard of Cole’s law?

Maddie: Is this a joke about coleslaw?

Robbie: …maybe.

Maddie: Well, it rained today, but as a whole it's been warmer than it was last week.

Akash: Why does it seem like every time you talk to us, you end up talking about the weather? Is your life so unimaginably dull that you can't think of any events in your life to describe that might be more interesting than the weather? Let's think of something for you to talk about other than the weather. I mean, we barely even know anything about you, other than where you live.

Akash: Let's start there. What do you do for a living?

Maddie: I'm a meteorologist.

(she's eleven but this is funny)

Carmen: Wait- Your arresting me because I'm a homo?!

Rose: ...Homicide. You killed your whole family.

Ash, passing her phone to Robbie: I'm passing the phone to someone, who if I had to choose between hanging out with them, and having my organs removed one by one, I’d choose the organs.

Robbie, passing the phone back to Ash: I'm passing the phone to my best friend!

Maddie: We’re going to have to split up, like in Scooby Doo.

Maddie, to Kelsey and Ash: You guys are Scooby and Shaggy. You can search the bathrooms.

Maddie, to Akash: Velma, you get the spooky looking fridge in the basement.

Akash: What? Why am I Velma? And why do I get the… dubious looking device?

Maddie: Because only Velma would say “dubious device”. Akash gets the spooky fridge in the basement.

Ash: And what does that make you, Fred?

Maddie: Bitch, I’m Daphne.

Lexi: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

Lexi: *aggressively throws water bottles*

Noelle: Uh... what's up with her?

Ash: She's trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.

Lexi: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

Rose, crying: It's working.

Jedi: So what do you have planned for the future?

Noelle: Lunch.

Jedi: No, like long term.

Noelle: Oh...um, dinner?

Rose: Guess what?

Gwen: What?

Rose: No, you have to guess.

Gwen, thinking: I don’t know.

Rose: Robbie is in the hospital.

Gwen: Why would you make me guess that?!

Gwen: What happened?!

Ash: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

Ash: Protip is you do not feel good about yourself after eating tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce.

Robbie: What's wrong with you??

Ash: I literally JUST said I ate tomato sauce on iceberg lettuce?? Pay attention.

Maddie: No, he meant other than that.

Ash: Ohhhhhh.

Ash: I haven't slept in 4 days.

Gwen: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Noelle: What changed your mind?

Gwen: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

Rose: Surgery is basically just stabbing someone to life.

Lexi: Please never become a surgeon.

Kelsey: Anything else?

Noelle: Yeah. Stay away from me!

Kelsey: Alright. See you in the room we share.

Robbie: :)

Rose: >:(

Robbie: Turn that frown upside down!

Rose: ):<

Robbie: Not sure what I was expecting...

Maddie: Would you like your pizza cut into six or eight slices, Carmen?

Carmen: Oh just six, I don’t think I could eat eight.

Robbie: What the fuck is wrong with you??

Akash: What? No good morning?

Robbie: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??

Lexi: Hello, my name is Failure, and you're watching my life crumble into pieces.

Lexi: *waves her finger and sings like she's in a Disney Channel intro*

Noelle: Why are you talking to yourself?

Kelsey: It’s called a soliloquy, bitch.

These are always so fun!

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[unaesthetic-writer]

PT. 3 TO THE JEGULUS BALLET AU BY @ashshmee I think this might be the last part, but if you all think I should continue it lemme know! (I might post this on AO3 as well)

I don't remember the last time I've eaten. Probably not since yesterday morning. Working on this song for Regulus has taken up my entire being. There's no time to eat, sleep, or anything else when this song has to be completely and utterly perfect. I'm barely started on the lyrics as the melody is taking the most time. It has to match his delicate but sure steps, and the way his arms hold their stance for what seems to be an impossible length of time. The way his face pulls into a gentle smile or a longing stare as he acts out the narrative he's dancing to. But it lingers in my mind how much more of Regulus dancing I haven't seen. How much more of him I haven't seen. An idea pops into my head, and I don't so much give it a second thought before I'm running into Sirius' room in our shared flat. The door slams open, causing him to almost fall off his bed. "What the hell, prongs?" He yells, pushing the hair that fell into his face off.

"Take me to see Regulus." Are the only words that manage to escape my mouth even though I should say more, explain myself.

His eyebrows raise so high I thought they might reach his hair. "Excuse me?" Sirius' voice comes out choked, like he can't believe what I just said. To be honest, if I was in his situation, I wouldn't either. "Please. Take me to where Regulus practices, I- I need to see him again Pads." I plead, and I know it's weird but there's just something thrumming through me that's saying I need to see him again. Sirius studies me, and I know for sure he can see the way my hand is thrumming against my thighs, and the way that I'm on edge waiting to know his answer. "Why?" Is all he asks.

"Because," I start, "I want to watch him dance again. So I can make a song that only he can dance to." Silence ensues from Sirius again. Excitement and nervousness are battling against each other in my chest. Eventually, Sirius sighs, and looks at me with a smug smile shaking his head. "Fine. Let's go then." I stare at him weirdly as he walks through the door, going into the living room to grab his keys. Why's he smiling like that? But I don't linger on the thought much longer, following after him to go see Regulus.

The whole way there, Sirius doesn't acknowledge my leg bouncing up and down, even as it starts to make noise. He just stares ahead as he drives, smiling to himself like there's some inside joke I don't know. But when we get there, it's not what I expect at all. I expected some grand ballet conservatory that had looked like it stood there longer than my grandparents were alive. I didn't expect a small building that only had a ballet studio on the second floor, sharing a building with a gym. Sirius gets out of the car and I follow him up the steps into the small studio. From the hall outside of the actual dance room, the inside seemed so large despite it's appearance. Sirius taps me on the shoulder and I look over to him. He points to someone on the other side of the window, and immediately I know who the moving figure is. "Regulus." I breathe out, not meaning to say his name out loud. Even in the large room, Regulus filled the space all by himself. His leaps always seemed to make him glide over the expanse of the room, leaving for no other focus but him. He makes you follow his every single move. He's captivating. As he dances I can feel the beats of what would become the melody to his song in my head. One... Two, three... Ba...da,da... I start to hum it, trying to commit it to memory. And even now, lyrics form in my head.

You're memory lasts,

no more than I breathe air in my lungs,

You leave me breathless every time

And the moment his feet his the ground once more, I take my laptop out of my backpack. Plugging in my headphones, I get to work right on the floor of the hallway. I know there are people staring, but this can't wait. I need this part to be done by the time Regulus is done practicing. I can feel his steps, his own personal sound taking over my thoughts. He's light, but his when he closes his eyes his steps get stronger, heavier. He's slow, never too upbeat, but he's anything but boring. He leaves an audience speechless with his aura, the sound of him. I've just finished when I feel the door next to me swing open. Standing tall above me, in all his glory, is Regulus. He looks sweaty and tousled but still beautiful. He could never not be, no matter how hard he tried. "Potter." He acknowledges, then goes straight over to his brother. I save the file and unplug my headphones. I need him to listen to this. "Regulus," I look down at my computer because if I look up, I won't be able to speak a coherent sentence, "I've got a demo of the song. Will you listen to it, tell me what you think?" He studies me, while Sirius for some reason is still just smirking. He nods eventually, "Sure Potter, let's see what you have." He comes closer next to me, and I can feel my cheeks heat from the proximity. Playing the song, we all sit there in silence. And when the song ends, I raise my head to see Regulus' reaction. His eyes catch mine, and I swear there's the smallest smile dancing on his lips. "It's a good song, Potter, just not for me. That would be impossible to dance to." His words take me by suprise, because I made it with him completely in mind. And I know I didn't hide my shock well when he chuckles, "It's too slow. It'd be hard to keep a steady rhythm to it in my head. So like I said, good try but it's better if you give up now."

"No, I'll do it. I'll make this song, so that you can dance to it." I repeat my earlier words.

He smiles again and repeats his as well. "I'd like to see you try."

For the next month, I visit Regulus everyday at the studio. I watch him dance, fix the music, have him listen to it, repeat. The song has made tremendous progress, despite Regulus' continuous protests. And we've even gotten closer, Regulus and I, over the course of me making the song. I've learned his favorite flower, that he hates the color green even though it's his best color, that he hates yelling, and is both in awe and afraid of what lies in the dark. I've also learned something about myself. I love Regulus. I don't know how I didn't realize it sooner, even Sirius knew before I did— And he was the one that didn't realize he was in love with Remus for over a year. It's now the first day of spring, and I can see some flowers beginning to bloom as I go to see Regulus. Sirius doesn't come with me anymore, and it doesn't matter because I've memorized the way. As usual, Regulus dances and I watch, now from the corner of the room. He let me come inside after the first week, saying "Maybe it'll help you to see me up close." He was right. Being closer to him allowed me to see this I missed before. I could see the way his hands moved, the gentle lilt to his fingers at times during the variation he was doing that day. Or how his back arched in always just the right place when it needed to. But I also saw the more raw side of him after he was done dancing— The blisters on his feet from repeated practice, the way he slightly peeved at himself when he didn't get everything right the way he wanted. Even those things, the things that most might consider unsightly, were beautiful.

"You ready to show the the song, James?" He asks as he sits next to me on the floor.

"Yeah, I think this is finally it." I reply. And so, I play the song.

Your memory lasts,

And I'll never forget,

The sounds of the day,

That we first met,

You left me breathless,

And I could only see,

The most beautiful thing right in front of me

When I look over to see Regulus' reaction, I find him already up and dancing, his body moving to the music in a way I could only imagine. Once more, he left me breathless. I stood, ready to finally say what the song had been saying all along. Somehow, in his eyes I found that he felt it too.

"I love you Regulus Black. This songs will tell you that forever, it was made only for you." I say, knowing that despite the music still playing, he can hear me

Regulus' eyes stare straight into mine as he sways, still dancing,

"I love you too."

AND THIS IS THE END FOLKS!!! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS AS MUCH AS I DID WRITING IT!! :DDD Let me know what you think, and if maybe I should continue it?

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Heyo Dove! 💖💖💖💖💖💖Thank you for the tag! I'm super excited for this lol🤣

Here are the stuffs:

I'll go by Tabi for the matchup, romantic please, and she/her pronouns.

Describing my personality: ( lol this is from my sis cause idk) Funny, Caring, and concerned for people safety and happiness and a sunshine.

Hobbies and interests: I love drawing and anything to do with art, I love reading and line to collect books. I love anime and manga but rant like manga more lol. I love Asian cultures. I absolutely love learning about skincare ( specifically korean ) and collect lip products 😭. And I like gaming however I'm not very good at it lol

What I'm looking for in a relationship: I want someone that I can feel comfortable around. Someone who doesn't look down on me for my interests and maybe even tries to learn about them. I really want someone who is loyal and hopefully funny ( I even like dry humor) And that it is a equal relationship no partner over partner but just equal.

What I can't stand: Controlling and obsession as well as ignorance or laziness, I can't feel like I'm the only one working for the relationship

Affection showing: does pet names count? Even for platonic relationships I love pet names, physical touch and gift giving

Affection receiving: physical touch, quality time and gift giving

Other random info: enfp, Virgo, toxic trait is that if there is something about my appearance that someone I'm interested likes I change it just to see if they like me afterwards, love the friends to lovers trope and the going to another place and fall in love, andddddddd I like spicy foods but I eat so so so much candy lol.

I hope these all work! Again thank you so much Dove! I hope you have an amazing rest of your day/night💕💕💕💕💕💕

'ello, 'ello! Oh! Look who it is, and looks like he has a gift for you!

Lilia Vanrouge

The two of you met in the chat room of a game you both play. And of course you would also see him around campus, until the both of you put two and two together. Kinda like the Spider-Man meme that’s pointing back and forth really.

Lilia would never look down on your interests, and would join in! You were talking about the special edition of a manga that is super difficult to get your hands on? Boom, it’s wrapped in a semi-pleasing way and left on your desk with a little handwritten note. You said you adored this artist, so here! Enjoy, Tabi-cat!~

Be prepared for a mix of pranks, good jokes, and downright awful dad jokes. Also uses interwebs jokes to “fit in with the cool kids” but they’re super cringey, but in a charming way???

GIVE HIM ALL THE PET NAMES! Lilia would ADORE any and all pet names, and he has a few for you as well! Tabi-cat is probably his favourite though. But he also calls you Sunshine, due to your personality; which he finds adorable.

This is a super cuddly relationship, and Lilia really enjoys that he can let out his cuddle-bug on you. Also appreciates any gifts that you get, or make, him. He’ll get you some cool trinkets that he saw on one of his trips… and his cooking. Do. Not. Accept. The. Food. Gifts.

Dates will either be gaming sessions while taking turns sitting in each other’s laps, or going on little outings. Lilia did see that skincare store that he knew you would be interested in. skincare dates are also a thing, but please don’t do the homemade kind… or just make them by yourself so nothing catastrophic happens.

You are above else, equal to Lilia. He wants the relationship to be equal. He is not above you, and you are not above him. That doesn’t stop him from cherishing the loving daylight out of you though.

He would dye a few streaks of his hair to your favourite colour and/or to match your hair. He would also fully support you in any changes you want to make, but reminds you that he likes you for you.

Hope you enjoy your match-up! Mutuals get all da privleges ^v^

I do hope that you know how to cook though... for your own well-being. If not, well, boi howdy. At least Lilia makes up for it by being a great partner!

[pulaasul]

Silver Linings

It turns out, that getting retired from the Desire Grand Prix turned out to be the start of something new in Sumuda's life.

FFN I Ao3

A/N: This is very self-indulgent. I've always thought that because the DGP alters the memories and tweaks the desires of each contestant upon retiring. So I totally saw Da-paan being friendly and whatnot after getting retired. He even has a group of friends.

Then Beroba appeared.

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Sumida was with his friends, friends who he thought took pity on him for his injury and pushed them away but they were persistent.

Nowadays, he's enjoying their company, and suddenly, he doesn't view life as agonizing and lonely anymore.

Then his memories came back.

Sumida had been in the middle of a conversation when it happened. He had been laughing at a joke one of his friends made when he suddenly stopped midway. Confused about what was happening, it had been months since he was last in the Grand Prix, and he tried to act like nothing was wrong.

But of course, his friends immediately knew what was up.

Sumida passed it off as his old injury acting up, he didn't know there was a time that he could use his old injury as an excuse.

Silver Linings.

While in the middle of reassuring his friends, a really familiar voice spoke up.

"People sure change so much, huh?"

"I-is that A-ace-sama!"

Of all the times for that Geats to appear.

"Yo, Ge-Ace," He almost slipped. "What do you want?"

"Eeeeh?! Sumida-kun, you know Ace-sama?" One of his friends shrieked. "I'm so jealous!"

"I'll introduce you later, it seems like Ace-sama wants to talk to me."

"I'm so jealous! You personally know Ace-sama!" Another one of his friends gushed.

"Damn, Sumida, you know a celebrity, I sure wish I also know celebrities like you do."

"Trust me, it's not all that," Sumida smiled but he shook his head. "Please give us some space, it seems like Ace-sama wants to tell me something."

"Okay, see you in class, Sumida-kun." Another classmate giggled.

As soon as the Sumida's friends left the two of them, Sumida glared at the visitor.

"What are you doing here, Geats?" Sumida growled. "Why do I remember everything in the Desire Grand Prix, now?"

"I'm a god now so I restored all of the memories of every Desire Grand Participant." Ace smirked.

"Did you win another Desire Grand Prix and wished yourself to be a god, then?" Sumida asked. "If so, why'd you make me remember, you do still remember what I did in the game, right?"

"Because you are all entitled to your memories and desires and the DGP stole that from you." Ace shook his head.

"Let me tell you the full story."

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"That…"

"As you can see, I'm preparing if some of the supporters from the future would approach you."

"Will you just be visiting anyone who acted like I used to be in the games, surely I can't be the only one who wished for the world to burn." Sumida asked.

"No, Morio is overseas now, answering for his crimes, and the others, well let's just say you two are the only ones who were lucky to survive the Grand Prix."

"Their hubris got to them." Sumida nodded.

Sumida realized what could have been his fate had he proceeded to the next round instead of the runaway princess.

"So what do I do if they do approach me, it's not like you're an actual god who's omnipresent and omniscient."

"Just pretend and do what do what they want you to do," Ace stated. "It can't be that hard."

"Oi, oi, you can't be serious!" Sumida stood up in protest. "What if they tell me to shoot them? What then?"

Sumida angrily gestured in the direction his friends walked to.

"No, I'm sure they won't do that, they're too focused on themselves to be able to think that," Ace assured. "Not to worry, if anything happens Tsumuri will inform me right away, I can even have Buffa or Tycoon patrol near the school."

"Wait, Tycoon? That Tanuki guy?"

"He's a formidable fighter, Dapaan, he can even fight the Pawn Jamato untransformed."

"Seriously?"

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"I'm sorry for attacking you!"

Sumida bowed in front of Neon and Michinaga as soon as both Ace and Keiwa disappeared and Tsumuri collapsed.

"Haaaa?!"

"So that's how Ace knew that you'd be coming for me." Neon exclaimed.

"Oi, Na-go, what's going on?" Michinaga looked at his companion.

"No, explanations can wait, we need to bring Tsumuri-chan back to the lounge." Neon shook her head.

"Am I even allowed to go there?"

"You're a Rider, your belt and ID core didn't disappear, I don't see why not." Neon shrugged.

"Wait, is that another person beside her?" Sumida cut in as he looked at the unconscious Navigator."

"Punk Jack!"

"He must have been in danger when Ace recreated the world, so he teleported him to where Tsumuri-chan is."

"Oi, Dapaan, you handle Tsumuri, I handle Punk Jack."

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"So Ace approached you," Win hummed. "That guy really thinks steps ahead of everyone else." Win shook his head with a smile.

"You had no choice."

"If I'm understanding this correctly, you were reintroduced to Tycoon by the supporters."

"He was in rough shape," Sumida shared his observations. "From what I heard, that Kekera person orchestrated his family's second death simply by instructing the rider he approached where to attack and let him attack to his heart's content."

"And Beroba got a hold of my Akari-chan's kidnapper," Neon stated her own conclusions. "They're ruthless."

"Too cruel if you ask me." Sumida shook his head.

"So what's next for you, Dapaan?" Win asked.

"To return these," Sumida retrieved his Driver and buckles he had been given and placed them on the couch. "Na-go mentioned that everyone can be happy, I already found mine."

"I'm so happy for you, Kanato-kun." Neon smiled at the boy who had attacked her and her mother earlier in the day. "I'm genuinely happy for you, we all are, and I'm sure Ace is too."

"Are you sure, Dapaan?" Win asked. "We could use someone like you."

"I think the four of them have it handled." Sumida gestured towards Michinaga and Neon.

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"Tycoon," Sumida had spotted the man on his way to school.

"Heh, you know the Kamen Rider Sumida-kun?" One of his friends squealed. "You also know Ace-sama, I'm so jealous."

"I've known Tycoon before," Kanato shook his head. "Go on ahead, I just want to catch up a bit."

"Okay~!" His friends nodded. "You better tell us if you know anyone else famous!" They chorused.

"The next thing that will happen is Neon-chan approaching you, you better tell us if you know her!"

"Hai, hai." Sumida shook his head.

"So, we'll go first! Don't take too long, you know how finicky the teachers are if you are even a second late."

"Hai, hai."

Sumida waved at his friends as they walked to their school.

"So, I take it you didn't have a choice when you joined Beroba that day?" Tycoon spoke from behind him, he had the decency to wait until his friends were out of earshot.

"You could say that," Sumida nodded. "I wanted to apologize for my words that day."

"No need," Tycoon smiled at the boy. "You were speaking facts and had it not been for you, I would have given my all into fighting Ace that day."

"You were holding back?" Sumida's eyes widened.

"You didn't notice?" Tycoon questioned. "Ace and I were holding back that time."

"If that fight was the both of you holding back, I don't want to see you two fight together or against each other at full power."

Sumida shivered at the thought of having to fight two powerful enemies.

"Just so you know, Neon-chan's plenty powerful as well."

Tycoon had the audacity to mention that, Sumida knew firsthand how powerful Na-go had gotten.

"I know, I had to shoot her mother to keep up appearances and gain the favor of the supporters and their audience."

"So it was like a test for you to be able to meet me?" Tycoon hummed. "I wouldn't put it past them, Kekera was viewing like a killing machine he had helped create, and Beroba just loved capitalizing on people's misery."

"Still, they're gone now," Sumida sighed. "At least, I know Kekera's dead."

"Michinaga-san also defeated Beroba." Tycoon informed.

"Your four just got more powerful since I left the game, huh."

"And we endured too much for us to gain this power, sometimes I question if this power was worth it compared to the suffering we four went through." Tycoon answered.

"You're right." Sumida realized the amount of suffering Tycoon went through, if it was comparable to his, then the others had suffered too much too.

"Shouldn't you be going to school now?" Tycoon smiled at the man.

"Crap!" Sumida's eyes widened. "I'm really sorry for everything I did up to this point!" He bowed.

"No," Tycoon pulled him to a standing position but his hands stayed on his shoulders. "You don't have to apologize for anything."

"Thank you."

"Still, I'm glad you turned out alright Sumida-kun. There's at least one thing the Desire Grand Prix has brought this world," Tycoon gave a smile. "Silver Linings."

Sumida smiled at Tycoon, it's good that he can still see something good for the myriad of bad things to happen to him.

"You should hurry to school now; I'm also heading for work."

"Crap! Thank you again, Tycoon!"

"You're welcome."

[hekateinhell]

"but then I made a joke in a chat about The Dancer being one of their threesome buddies and it just felt right" it does feel extremely right. That was one of their "we saw you from across the bar and really dig your vibe" moments right there, with some actual interest behind it for a change. IA, Daniel needed a buddy. Even in an all-consuming, obsessive, deranged asf relationsthip like theirs, people need a buddy to confide in. During their NYC era in partic, it feels right. The Miami/Night Island era was a whole different beast tho lmao rip

"Fucked me up then and fucks me up now" I go back to that one from time to time just to fuck myself up tbh!!

Also I couldn't help but notice THIS from another reply of yours: "I've been daydreaming/outlining an AU OT3 prompt response with rockstar!Lestat" YES??? as in rockstar!Lestat has his two boyfriends teaching him a lesson??? I mean on one hand I feel like Armand is somewhat canonically Lestat's (wannabe) groupie yk so this would be a dream come true for his thirsty ass BUT him and Louis going apeshit over Lestat fucking an actual groupie would also work splendidly. I'll definitely be thinking about this one quite a bit 💭💭💭🤔 xoxo DA

That was one of their "we saw you from across the bar and really dig your vibe" moments right there, with some actual interest behind it for a change.

Exactly! I always headcanon that they met The Dance at a performance and apparently Armand (or Daniel???) was entering his Marius-era of patronage. Which honestly just raises more questions such as: this is pre-Night Island era — and I know cost of living isn't what it used to be (😭) but still — were Armand, Daniel, and The Dancer whose bills they paid all through school just living off Daniel's IWTV checks and Armand's petty theft? I gotta know and I never will and it kills me.

During their NYC era in partic, it feels right. The Miami/Night Island era was a whole different beast tho lmao rip

I agree, the tone definitely changed in NI! I don't think Daniel mentions anyone outside of their staff on Night Island, certainly not like he does in the early years with the people at the parties they attended and The Dancer.

I mean on one hand I feel like Armand is somewhat canonically Lestat's (wannabe) groupie yk so this would be a dream come true for his thirsty ass BUT him and Louis going apeshit over Lestat fucking an actual groupie would also work splendidly.

Armand is 100% Lestat's canonical groupie, Lestat activates his yandere brain like nothing else, RIP (to both of them and everyone who suffered along the way). But yeah, I hope you'll like it, it's the sequel to Exposed which was my lil' gift fic for you... six months ago (jfc I can't believe we've been at this over six months already 🥹). I know more or less what I'm going to have them to do to Lestat but as always, if there's anything in particular you want to see, just let me know and I'll make it work! 💖

[snugglyporos]

Dude, the Poro Moot is canon! That's as big as... well if Nintendo acknowledged Linkle was more than a funny side character!

I swear, someone at Riot must know about my account. So many of my ideas have ended up in canon lore, albeit in modified ways.

The poro moot is just the latest one. Examples of other things:

Proto Poro: similar to my idea that Riceball was a 'throwback' poro; originally, Riceball's concept from years ago was that Riceball was sorta like a derp caveman poro, even though he evolved from that with time

Exalted Poro: snuggle regal poro? With eyeshadow? It's Punky! it literally says "As far as divine rulers go, she's awfully fond of snax." Poro ruler of all the hoomans!

baby poros. just... baby poros. I introduced snowball years before the idea that poros could have tinier ones existed.

Plucky poro: Is Conflict! Just with a demacia helmet rather than pantheons!

Sinister Poro: poro unaffected by the harrowing! Mimics the spooky ghosts to fit in! And speaking of...

Poro mimicry in general: I originally started thinking that poros, being innocent and curious, would mimic the behaviors of other people they were around, ergo, they would end up taking on traits to make them fit in, being herd creatures by nature. And we keep seeing more of that!

Poros thinking the sky is full of snax and/or poros: the great poro concept! Or at least, the idea that poros' idea of 'faith' is basically 'the sky has things that are good in it if we're good!'

Poro Fluft card: reveals that poros in fact snuggle in giant piles, as I suspected!

Affectionate poro card: "Noxus has no room for... for weakn--Will someone get this DAMNED THING OFF ME?! -Darius" Poros can't imagine that anyone wouldn't want to snuggle a poro, and can't imagine any being having hostility towards them, because they even think DARIUS is a friend to be made!

The Poroflies: literally, basically, @jupiterprincesshouou's jupiter poros, right down to having 'wiggly horns' as my poros like to call them!

poro sled card: not so much for the idea but the flavor text: "An' den DAT Bobjim da poro was like "DAT WAY!" an' so off dey went into da horizahn, with da other poros scamperin' behind, tryin' their bestest to keep up!" My idea that poros just sorta get the idea to explore and wander about, which has led to them ending up everywhere!

Porofessor subtitles: when describing how poros talk, they write 'x-emotion poro noises' which is basically just 'happy poro chitters'

Actually, porofessor himself is a good example of poros taking on features of those they're close with, as he begins looking like heimerdinger.

Mighty Poro aka Ol' Longhorn: literally my Thor Poro joke, as all poros would be 'worthy' of Thor's hammer, which led to much silliness years ago with Snowball: god of thunder.

The entire 'legend of the poro king' in terms of a lot of the ideas: coffee causing poros to become super energized and fly away, as just one example! I suspected that several of the creators at least knew of my account there too.

And there are probably more! BUT.

Let me say this: I could be entirely off the mark. It could be coincidence, and I'm just like, super good at just knowing the vibe and ideas that come with poros somehow. It's entirely possible I'm overthinking this, and literally other people just had the same great ideas.

But if they do know about this account, somehow, someway, I hope I can continue to give them ideas, because honestly, either being right about or similar to lots of things that came out since starting this account about poros? It makes me so happy.

I adore poros, man. They've made my life so much better, and I hope they make everyone else happy too. I may not play the game anymore, but poros are my adorable sheep puffs, and I wouldn't trade them for anything.

So yeah, either they know about my account, or I'm like, the poro lore whisperer or something, capable of divining the true nature of sheep puffs. XD

[koelnpoetry]

Here are some songs from my Unconditional Love Playlist for when I’m not feeling well.

In case somebody needs some consolation. Maybe it helps. Feel free to add more songs :) Take care! <3

There is always someone who cares. I do.

So today I wrote a song for you

'Cause a day can get so long

And I know its hard to make it through

When you say there's something wrong […]

You think no one understands […]

And you're so tired you don't sleep at night

As your heart is trying to mend […]

For all that you claim

You're standing still

You are moving too […]

I will move with you

I know you're tired, I know you're anxious

You wanna die, don't wanna say it

It's in your eyes, you're giving up this time

Ooh, I won't let you do it

I know it's a lot sometimes, we'll get you through it

Estás cansado de andar y de andar

Y caminar

Girando siempre en un lugar […]

Sé que lo imposible se puede lograr

Que la tristeza algún día se irá

Y así será

La vida cambia y cambiará

Sentirás

Que el alma vuela

Por cantar una vez más

(You are tired of walking and walking

and marching

Always turning in one place […]

I know that the impossible can be achieved

That sadness will one day go away

And so it will be

Life changes and will change.

You will feel

That the soul flies

To sing one more time)

Seit wann fällt bei dir täglich dieser Regen?

Draußen bestes Wetter, aber in dir diese Sonnenfinsternis

Es donnert und es blitzt

Du bist nicht allein

Wir könn'n das ja teil'n

Lass mich für dich wein'n

Vielleicht wirds dann leichter

Und fehlt dir der Halt

Dann geb ich dir mein'n

Du weißt doch, ich bleib

Vielleicht wirds dann leichter

(Since when has this rain been falling every day for you?

Great weather outside, but inside you this solar eclipse

There is thunder and lightning

You're not alone

We can share this

Let me cry for you

Maybe then it will be easier

And if you lack support

Then I'll give you mine

You know I'll stay

Maybe then it will be easier)

If I could bear this fate for you

If I could end your fear and ease your pain

If I could give back faith to you

Behind the grey cloud waits the sun

If I could travel time for you

I would fly back, oh I would fly back

To make a future true

Where you and life are one

I love you

I fucking love you, can't you see?

No se si escuchás

O quizás ya no sirve de nada

Solo murmurás

Solo me das vuelta la cara

Ayer nomás

Tu sol me entusiasmaba

No llorabas por mí

No llorabas por nada

Dejaste que el dolor te curtiera la piel

Ojalá no sea tarde

Para volver a nacer

Para poder levantarte

Me encantaría

Volver a verte reír

Como me gusta verte reír

(I don't know if you listen

Or maybe it's no longer of any use

You just murmur

You just turn your face away

Just yesterday

Your sun excited me

You didn't cry for me

You didn't cry for anything

You let the pain weather your skin

I hope it's not too late

To be reborn

To be able to get up

I would love

To see you smile again

Oh how I would like to see you smile again)

Du weißt, wie es ist, wenn man nicht mehr weiter weiß

Du weißt, wie es ist wenn der letzte rote Faden reißt

Du weißt, wie es ist, wenn man keine warmen Gedanken mehr hat, nur noch kalte

Du weißt, wie es ist, wenn man nicht mehr weiß wohin man wollte […]

Wenn du nicht mehr weißt wo du hin willst, komm zu mir!

(You know what it's like when the last thread breaks

You know what it's like when you don't have any more warm thoughts, only cold ones

You know what it's like when you no longer know where you wanted to go […]

If you don't know where you want to go anymore, come to me!)

So no one told you life was gonna be this way

Your job's a joke, you're broke

Your love life's DOA

It's like you're always stuck in second gear

When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month

Or even your year, but

I'll be there for you

(When the rain starts to pour)

I'll be there for you

(Like I've been there before)

Wie ich's auch wende und wie ich′s auch dreh'

Scheint, als ob man mich nicht braucht

Alles was ich einmal gerne wollte

Sagt mir, dass ich's lieber lassen sollte

Nicht für jeden wird der Tisch gedeckt

Das macht mir Angst, dass ich erschreck'

In irgendeine Nische passen wir schon rein

Ist sie zu schmal, machen wir uns klein

Irgendeine Ecke findet sich für dich

Irgendeine Ecke wo du glücklich bist

(No matter how I turn it

It seems like I'm not needed

Everything I once wanted

Tells me I shouldn't do it

The table is not set for everyone

This scares me

We surely fit into some niche

If it's too narrow, we make ourselves small

Some corner will be found for you

Somewhere where you are happy)