#i'm wayyy too giddy.

[nanowatzophina]

EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP.

DRAGON AGE VEILGUARD

EVERYONE WHO IS POO-POOING IT BEFORE IT'S EVEN OUT, I SHAKE MY FINGER AT YE.

I WILL TAKE WHATEVER THEY GIVE ME CUZ I JUST WANNA GO BACK INTO THEDAS

AND THAT TRAILER WAS AWESOME.

Elven Mage Rook that's hella Autistic Coded and stilla total Bad Ass, I'm SO EXCITED TO MEET YOU-- Love you babes!!

i'm so excited and i everytime i search up that trailer on youtube to watch it again i just see fifty videos with titles that make it look like they're complaining about the game *already* which i don't understand--

Anyways. Imma be optimistic and so fucking ready to explore the world and be so happy.

I am grateful for this food. Thank you, Bioware. And I just wanna throw my lil bit of positoovity out there.

i can't wait to meet these characters and design my rook and just have fun with it. Cuz it's a video game and it's meant to be FUN.

i'm STOKED.

[maraczeks]

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[won4youu]

Kiss Cam.

pairing: bsf!jake x downbad!reader

genres: fluff, suggestive?, idiots to lovers(sorta)

wc: 5.7k

warning: well there's a kiss cam involved so they kiss 🤭, use of cuss words, also idk anything about American football so I'm sorry if there's anything wrong about it lolol

a/n: this has been collecting dust in our drafts for wayyy too long lol soooo if you like it please reblog and consider following!

written by both @raven-naaaaa and @theaspen

You know that feeling when you look at your best friend and your heart skips a beat, and their smile makes you smile and the entire world seems to fade into the background and it feels like it's just you and him in the room?

Yeah, apparently not everyone felt that way about their best friend. But..you did.

Jake Sim made you so goddamn happy.

Whenever his eyes searched for yours in every crowded room, and the instant smile that accompanied his starry eyes when he recognized your face, your heart did a little tap dance.Either you were projecting your thoughts onto him or just maybe, he liked you too.

But here's the thing, you don't think “like” would do justice to the feelings you harboured for the boy, and using the big L word made your insides cringe.

You've never been in love before. Crushes? Sure, you've had those. But these huge feelings? Those selfish instincts that came over whenever his smile was shared with everyone else as well? Was that normal? You didn't want to know.

"Hi __," his voice is warm and familiar. His arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you into one of those hugs you've come to love.

"Hi Jake,” You greet him back. Internally scoffing at yourself. Because practically anyone could hear the giddy smile that accompanied your voice.

Jake pulls you even closer, if that was even possible. Smiling into your shoulder as well. It's been a few seconds, but his hands still linger on your waist and when he pulls back you can still feel his touch.

Jake's touch is gone, but your heart still feels that stupid annoying rush. You ignore it completely, because honestly? The intensity of your feelings scare you, and the way Jake throws you the yearning glances scare you even more. In fear that you're probably just being delusional all by yourself.

"You look good," he tells you as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You don't try to fight his touch. If anything you lean into it.

Jake seems to have noticed that- his thumb traces some invisible shape on your cheek, eyes so full of adoration.

"Thank you," you reply bashfully. Somehow you could never be nonchalant and cool to him like you are with others. And it pisses you off.

"Come on, let's get to our seats," he says, holding your hand and dragging you through the semi crowd and toward the seating area.

Coming to a football game would definitely not be your first choice, but here you were, with Jake because Heeseung “dropped out” at the last minute and he needed some company.

Okay, here's the deal. You didn't know much about football, but you just came along because well, you're a fool in love.

You didn't mind it honestly, because if watching some dude run around the field with a ball made Jake happy, you'd sit through it for however many times he wanted.

So there you were sitting mindlessly nipping at your sandwich.

“___, the first quarter is done,” Jake grins as he sits down beside you.

“How many more of these do I have to sit through Sim,” you fake whine as Jake laughs beside you.

“You do realise you didn't have to come along with me right?” He chuckles, throwing an arm across your shoulder.

“And leave you here all by yourself to look like a loser with no friends?” You scoff, giving him a smug look, “I'm practically saving your reputation here Sim. A thanks and a lifetime supply of chocolate muffins would do.”

Jake simply rolls his eyes at your faux uppity look.

You shift in your chair as you look around the field, “What do people even do in these breaks?” you ask.

Jake points towards the huge screen that was displaying the results a minute ago.

“See that,” you hum mindlessly, “that is a kiss cam. So during the breaks, people usually just look at other people snogging each other.” You snort at his words and look at the screen. As if on cue, the camera points towards a young couple. The couple share a flustered look before pecking each other and the entire stadium erupts into cheers, and you couldn't help the smile on your face.

“That's so cute…but also lowkey weird, what if it points towards siblings? Or like friends? Wouldn't that put them in an awkward position?” Your question is genuine, but Jake only hangs on to one thing you said.

“Friends?”, he parrots, as his cheeks flush pink, “like us..?” His voice is low, but you catch onto it. Your face heats up at the thought of kissing him. You lock eyes with the boy. There was something so magnetic about his eyes.

You let out an awkward chuckle, “I mean, we don't have to worry about that, no?” You force out a laugh, fiddling with your fingers. “It's not like the camera is gonna point at us.”

“___,” Jake whispers, “you might want to look at the screen.”

Well, fuck.

The camera was pointing towards a very familiar young couple, well at least they looked like a couple on screen. You swore to God your heart was going to jump out of your rib cage. You turn away from Jake, avoiding the camera and Jake laughs awkwardly, crossing his arms to sign ‘no’, which had the audience booing at the two of you.

Thankfully, the camera quickly pans towards another couple, who seem more than happy to kiss each other.

Jake breathes a sigh of relief which you don't miss. Your chest heaves a tiny tiny little bit in disappointment.

Luck definitely wasn't on your side today because soon after, the camera panned towards you and Jake. Again.

Jake laughs as he signs ‘no’, earning more boos from the crowd. You looked up at the screen and noticed that the camera was still on the two of you.

You don't really know what got into you, maybe it was the consistent booing by the crowd that finally tipped you over, because one second you were looking at Jake on the screen and the other your hands were on his face as he looked up at you with wide eyes.

“Sim, I'm going to kiss you,” you rush as you pull him towards you, “If you don't want this tell me now.” He doesn't really remember much of what he said. All Jake remembers is the feeling of his lips on yours.

He could have sworn he heard fireworks when you pulled him closer and crashed your lips against his. Your lips were soft against his and there was a sense of longing in them. God, you drove him mad.

He lets out a groan as his hands find company at your waist, pressing and feeling your skin. He couldn't believe this was happening.

You couldn't believe it either. The moment his lips were on yours, it felt like it was just the two of you in the stadium, but unfortunately, the loud cheers of the audience brought you back to your senses as you heaved against his chest, him burying his head into your neck.

“Fuck, you have no idea how long I've waited for that,” he whispers against the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your back. “Yeah?” You look up at him with a flustered smile.

“Yeah.” He says, gulping. The rosy flush on his cheeks still present. The camera isn't pointing at you two anymore and the game has already resumed again. But the two of you can't help but continue to act like giddy idiots.

You're definitely gonna have to thank Heeseung for dipping out on Jake today.

[itachis-sharingan]

.⁠｡.⁠✧*⁠´｡⁠*°*.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ -- aoi - satoru gojo

a/n : this was requested by my irl moot @lialia2910 so enjoy !~ idk if I'll start writing or taking reqs yet so pls leave feedback abt this !! ty to everyone who reads !! 💗💗

cw/tags : fem!reader x satoru gojo, language, fluff, slight angst, female anatomy, giving birth/birth mentions, pet names, if anything is forgotten or not mentioed, sorry !!! this is my first story ! ^^' enjoy !! ~~~

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ever since you got knocked up by that lovable goofball, it has been tough. from feeling sick to baby kicks, pregnancy was not what you had expected. you and satoru were excited for a baby, but satoru was wayyy more giddy. he went all out buying stuff for the baby when you guys found out the gender.

"satoruuu, we already have too many clothes for him !" you loudly-whispered to satoru, who was putting an entire rack of clothes in your cart. "we can never have too many clothes y/n ! plus, I never want my child wearing the same outfit for more than a day ~" satoru defended.

you ended up spending a thousand dollars that day...

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"satoru... " you whimpered in pain, standing, holding the wall for support. "yes my love?" satoru responded. "my- aghh!!- water broke!" you exclaimed in extreme pain due to the contractions. satoru got up hastily and scooped you up carefully, but quickly, "just hold on to me, I'll teleport us to the hospital, ok?" satoru said reassuringly.

you guys got to the hospital in the blink of an eye. "I need a doctor, she's in labor!!" he exclaimed and a couple of nurses scurried to you immediately, bringing a wheelchair which satoru put you on. "everything's gonna be fine baby, ok? just hold on for me, alright?" he said, you nodded with your eyes closed, groaning with your teeth clenched.

you both got into the room and the doctors started getting things ready quickly. "ma'am I need you to breathe and answer my question, my name is shoko and I'll be helping you give birth ok? what's your name?" your doctor stated, you knew as shoko. "y- y/n.." you said weakly.

"okay y/n you need to push with all your strength ok?" she directed in a quick tone. you started to push and god- it felt like hell. "aagghh!!" you yelped, burning up. "cmon y/n! keep pushing, it's almost out!" shoko encouraged. "hhnngghh!! oh my fucking- !!!!" you yelled. then you felt ease. "he's out!! congrats y/n!!" shoko exclaimed, cutting the umbilical cord.

you felt high. huh. what's happeni- you thought, before passing out. "y/n are you alright?" gojo asked, unsure. "her heart rate is dropping! get an IV!" another nurse exclaimed. "y/n don't go please! wake up!" gojo asked frantically. gojo didn't want to lose you, he couldn't lose you.

your heart rate started to get back to normal and you slowly awoke to something poking you down there. "wha-" "I'm stitching you up because you tore a bit, it's normal, happens to a lot of women who give birth." shoko explained, giving a heart warming smile.

you are then handed you baby to hold for skin-to-skin contact. he had gojo's eyes and your nose. you felt liquid fall on your shoulder so you look to your right to see satoru crying. "satoru are you crying ?!" you said, being sure not to yell too loud. "I'm so proud of you baby, I love you!! " he said, voice breaking up and sobbing while hugging you both.

"what should we name him?" you asked satoru, lifting your head up from his embrace. "maybe .. aoi!" he said. "why that name?" you questioned curiously. "blue in Japanese, for his blue six eyes" he stated.

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@iluvchosoandtoji do not plagiarize. 2024©

a/n: omggggg I loved writing this! might not write after but that depends on feedback/comments (maybe I'll start writing smut ;)) )

[xjulixred45x]

Happy Halloween Juli. I hope you have a good holiday. I sort of migrated to another fandom that's less "loud" but more giddy

Happy Halloween Yuki! I'm just starting My day but is been good nonetheless! Thank You very much and i hope You're having a good Holiday too☺️

It's good to hear that! JJK fandom is cool, but is defo wayyy to much for people like us(mostly introverts) and i'm glad You find a good fandom where You're confortable :3

I'm working more on my side blog for My OC's, but probably will publish something here related to the Vengeance saga of Epic that came out today! So, stay tuned~

[enthblaze]

If ur taking Giovanni prompts; maybe Giovanni teaching (or trying to teach) Leo how to lie and deceive for whatever reason. Maybe they want to switch places with each other or something for whatever reason (like maybe just to mess with people) but for the ruse to work Leo needs to be to, you know, trick/deceive/lie. Or something like that; u could do what u want.

I had another idea, but that one was already quite a lot and the ideas are very different.

(oh i'll take any and all ideas! i loveee writing things for people so go wild if u want!)

"You have too many giveaways."

Leo puffs his cheeks in annoyance, glaring at his twin as if he'd said the most unimaginable thing possible.

"Well, what do you want me to do!" he huffs, evidently frustrated.

Van doesn't so much as blink. "For one...you could- I dunno- lie better?"

He hides a snicker as Leo swings a fist at him. "Vanni!" he whines.

"What?" Van grins widely, mock innocence painted on his ten year old face. "Look, some of us are just better at this sort of stuff."

"Yeah, well- lying is bad anyway!"

It's hilarious, really, riling up his twin like this. They'd been wanting to play this prank for a good long while now, but deception wasn't really Leo's strong suit.

While he was as much as a troublemaker as Giovanni, he couldn't make up a story to save his life. It was no wonder he was always sulking in the naughty-corner whilst Van got away, scot-free.

"Master Splinter did give us a lesson on lying," Van points out.

He hadn't really. He'd instead lectured them on the importance of neutrality and how one must toy with emotions rather than using classic combat to reach their goals. But that's the long answer, and no one has time for that.

"How can you be a ninja without lying?"

"By not getting caught," Leo deadpans. He spins around, shell to his brother as he wallows in his sorrows quietly.

Van saunters up to him, still wearing his signature grin. "C'mon... Look, if you get rid of those tell-tale signs, no one would be able to tell. S'all you gotta do."

Leo scrunches his beak but nods. "Okay. How do I do that?"

"First, you gotta look them in the eye," Van starts seriously, suddenly feeling like a teacher. It's not often he gets to play this role with Leonardo. "You also do this one thing where you fiddle with your hands or wrappings. Don't do that. Stay still. Smile if you have to."

"Is that all?" Leo asks with furrowed brows. "Really?"

Van hums. "Yup! Sure, takes time and it's wayyy more complicated than that, but I think it'll do for now."

"For now," Leo echoes. His shoulders slump unhappily.

Van nudges him in the side. "Obviously. Hey, I'm not perfect! It'll take years to master it, but d'you wanna play this prank or not?"

Then as if all his problems had melted away, Leo brightens, breaking into a smile that matches his twin's.

They trade masks, from blue to green, and green to blue.

Identical amber eyes meet and something akin to giddiness takes place.

"Wow," Leo whistles, looking at his brother. "We do look the same."

"That's what being a twin means, dummy," Van snorts, doing the final tie of his new mask. The tails are shorter but he shrugs them off his shoulder and stands tall. "Ready for your first successful prank?"

"And if I flub it?" Leo's gaze drops to his feet. A hand on his shoulder has him looking up again.

"Then old Vanni here's gonna save the day!" Van laughs. "I've got your back, bro!

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"I always will."

[liverobinreaction]

Hello!! I just wanted to take a moment to reach out and compliment your writing. I just went through and binge-read it all (and stayed up wayyy to late to do it haha) and it was just… so incredible. My brain is definitely too mush to word things intelligently AT ALL, but as someone who’s been around in this fandom for a long time your writing really is like a breath of fresh air. Your characterization is amazing- I feel like you’ve really been true to the characters in the source material (without defaulting to any bashing! Yes they can’t communicate and are so so messed up but that doesn’t mean they’re sinister or irredeemable!! They’re fucked up and I love them!!!) and you do such an amazing job imbuing the personality of the character into their narration, which is all the more impressive when you think about all of the different pov’s you’ve given us! I love that shit! I ate it up!! I love this fucked yo family they mean so much to me

I wish you all the best!! You are beautifully talented- thank you so much for sharing!!

As a writer i tend to have a lot of words in my repertoire. This ask has stolen all of them away and left nothing but grateful blubbering and the desire to keep on writing. As someone who hasn't even been in this fandom for more than 5 months, and has also only had the time to read a handful of comics, hearing from someone who has been a part of the fandom for a while that Im doing a good job is just. Absolutely relieving and i incredible. The fact that you enjoy my characterisation, that it's close to the source material, that I'm not slipping into bashing territory makes me giddy.

I genuinely do not like bashing, it's just not for me, and I much prefer making character complex and just. Difficult sometimes to be understood. But that gives me so much freedom to develop them in ways that I want to explore, and it just tends to add something... more to it ahahahah. The switching POVs was definitely something I was initially cautious about, because again, I'm fairly new to the characters, but i wanted to show insight into whats going on in their heads, especially since Tim is such an unreliable narrator.

AND YEAAAAH i love this family precisely because theyre so fucked up, it gives me a chance to look into the why and how, and come up with ways to make it better (or worse lol)

Honestly, this ask kicked me into gear to continue, because I want to keep on writing characters that i love and making you all scream and yell. Thank you so so much for this ask, i hope you enjoy the final chapter and any of my later works that i write!!! <3

[xo-adeline]

Heya^^ can we get some headcanons about blue lock characters (pref Bachira, Chigiri and Kaiser) over hearing how their crush (reader) has a crush on them

Of course you can exclude any character if it's too much^^ anyways hope you'll have a wonderful day or night and don't forget to hydrate!

-> Awww yess!! and to your other message, Thank you so much!! and you make sure to drink some water as well!!

Bachira -> Is hella giddy afterwards!! -> Runs over to you the minute you're alone and starts hugging you, Manz is not letting go anytime soon -> Of course your prob confused as hell but once he explains that he overheard you this could either go one of three ways -> You can either be embarrassed, which he finds adorable and will tease you a little -> You could get excited that he feels the same way, which will result in him getting even more excited and spontaneously taking you out on a date somewhere without even thinking -> Or you could just shrug it off, which will result in him trying to get a reaction out of you and if you still don't then he'll just pull you along somewhere with him Chigiri -> A little surprised but overall nonchalant about it -> Like Bachira, will go over towards you once the people you were talking to leave, but unlike Bachira he won't actually say anything until way later on -> I'm talking like he kinda just asked if you weren't busy if you wanted to hang out and maybe get dinner later -> Again could go one of two ways -> First option being you being hella confused, like you only talked every once in a while with him and yet now he was asking you out?? Then he'll tell you that he by chance overheard you -> Or you can be excited, I mean your crush just asked you out and you've never really talked and if you say yes then he'll tell you later at dinner or something like that when it comes up on why he asked you out Kaiser -> Hella happy on the inside, on the outside however, just a smirk -> Will walk over to you when you're around the people you told as they all "ooooo" at his arrival, and then he hits you with the "I heard you were talking about me, Liebling~?" -> The rest of the people who had just been there had already walked off waving goodbye at you when they heard Kaiser speak up, probably knowing it was the fact he overheard you talking about your crush on him -> Will openly flirt with you the rest of the day before he asks you on a date or you accept his date request -> Either you can say yes, and he'll give you his number and then pick you up later in his nice ass sports car (I mean man makes a lot-) and take you some place wayyy to nice for an average high school aged kid -> Or you can keep saying no, until he just shows up at your house (Def didn't get it from one of your friends who totally ships you two) and then whisk you away anyway

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i was tagged by @artemiss-moonchild and @heartcravings in two different spotify-centric tag games - so i'll just morph them~ i am also high on finishing a book right now, so yeah, it's gonna be long and full of words i have to vomit out now because my brain is buzzing xDD

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks,

Brand New City by Mitski ~ probably my favourite song of hers, i feel all of her music and lyrics very very much but this song...just hits different i dunno, i guess it is the closest thing i have to describe this restlessness i get sometimes

blue by keshi ~ every single word in this songs gets me and i am kinda giddy bc i bought tickets to his concert as a christmas present for my sister and me, hehe, i'm looking forward to that already ^^

Where We by Ryu Ji Hyun & Kim Kyung Hee ~ part of the OST of the drama Rain Or Shine / Just Between Lovers, it's on netflix, lee gangdu is my poor little meow-meow, i cried buckets and got wayyy more invested in this drama than i anticipated xD

I Don't Even Mind by Chen ~ it's my favourite track of his 3rd album, i like how his voice blends with the instrumental, i love how his voice is so clear, how it kinda floats over the tumbles of the guitar, it's like fog over a little creek

I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace ~ i stumbled over that one by chance not even a month ago, i knew the band existed and what their sound was like but never listened to their songs, so that one is the only one i know and what can i say...a girl feels conflicting feelings sometimes xD

Nothin' by EXO-SC / Chanyeol ~ i am really fascinated by this song because it has so many layers of sound, there is just so much going on on that track, like it sounds calm and spherical and like you are floating through a dark night, but you are driven by an invisible force, by thoughts and voices and echos. this song makes me fearless, it lifts me up when i am on the ground, it grounds me when my head tries desperately to fly away from my body, it was my no. 1 song in my spotify wrapped xD

Charmer by Stray Kids ~ ok this one is less deep xD it's just a cool, very vibey song, it really got me back into Stray Kids this year and wow it seems very unreal rn that Oddinary was a 2022 release o_o

Lithium by Nirvana ~ a classic, some would say. i can play it on the electric guitar so that's cool 👀✨️ to me this song is probably even more "nirvana" as Smells Like Teen Spirit - i dunno it captured their sound really well and i might sound very pretentious now but it is such a Kurt song, i don't know how to descibe it differently xDD

Words as Weapons by Seether ~ and sometimes a girl feels a very stubborn anger against the world and some people who have deep cuts. listening to this song is cathartic.

Universe by EXO ~ doesn't your heart just open up when they sing "I'll search the universe..."?? because to me it always feels like that, like something bright is opening up my heart, ready to search along with them (it's the way the melody just keeps rising, flying across the nightsky on that long high note)

then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist.

New Thing by Zico feat. Homies ~ this song... is just really, really cool. so cool. ahh. i love listening to it, it's always over way too soon xD

saudade, saudade by Maro ~ my Eurovision favourite this year, haha, their whole stage presence was so whimsical, they remained my favorites from start to finish. i just listened to the song a lot afterwards. the soft desperation in it is just everything, really.

505 by Arctic Monkeys ~ screaming crying throwing up about everything in this song. the musical built up, the breakdown, the lyrics - just ahhh everything about this song makes me go feral, especially the breakdown. i think i rarely show as much of myself to other people as i do when 505 comes on and i'm screaming "but i crumble compeltely when you cry"

Slump by Stray Kids ~ sad bop in three languages, made by the one and only Han Jisung who gave the sinking feeling you get when you realize you are somehow falling behind depsite your best efforts a sound. musical genius (but also are u ok bro?). anyway, i can do all the rap parts (in english because i am a chicken when it comes to korean let alone japanese and i really don't want to mispronounce stuff) in this song and i don't think it sounds cringy when i do it so that's what i've been up to musically these days xDD

RED by Survive Said The Prophet ~ the lyrics in this one are so great! it has such a raw power once it breaks loose, it reminds me of thunderstorms and a stadium full of people not minding the rain because the live music is just so good and everything fits, lights flashing and bass guitar and drums messing with your gut. it's full of so many different feelings that you sometimes can't tell apart but they make you want to move and run and run until your body hurts more than your heart.

Star Walkin' by Lil Nas X ~ this song is also so full of energy but a totally different kind. it's stellar, it's bright, it's almost delirious, it's testing out how fast you can run before you fall over your own feet, it's chasing the feeling of your stomach dropping when you go a little too high on the swings. it sounds really weird, but my first instinct when this song comes on is not to blink, not one second, because i could miss something at this racing pace. the verses are just floating in space, looking around, taking it all in, whereas the chorus is pure acceleration until the point where there is no more "faster", feeling it might hit anytime now but it just doesn't xD

Forgive Me by BoA ~ it's her recent comeback and i've never really gave her music a listen but i saw the teaser pics being absolutely my vibe so i checked it out and really liked it! there is nothing more to it haha. it reminds me a little of what i also would have loved to see Seulgi do on her solo album but it's not that big - both harmonize perfectly with their respective tracks.

Hurdle by Suho ~ he made theeeeee summer bop with this song, really. gosh, the way i freaked when i first heard this song xDD i took little notes about the Grey Suit album in my notebook back then so i know for a fact i was immediately obsessed with the funky bass line and the voice distortion and how dancable this song is.

Serenity by Xiumin ~ i've said it before and i'll say it again: this song is an early spring sunrise, when you woke up oddly early snd you go outside to catch the first glimpses of sunlight and the dew still hanging on the grass wets the hem of your pants, tickles your skin, the cold wetness seeping through your shoes but then the first rays of light hit your skin and the air is fresh and clear and everything feels better and new, like you have healed a little, like you can keep going with a new burst of energy now. this is how this song sounds like to me, i get that mental image everytime, dark greens and bright blues and even brighter white and yellow hues.

Checkmate by TheBoyz ~ again nothing all to deep besides the fact that this song is a total banger and i just go insaneeee over the whispering and member who-ever-it-is saying "you're never satisfied". my sister likes TheBoyz and she played it once or twice and that's how i know this song xD

list the first 10 songs played from my spotify wrapped/apple replay when shuffled!

Francis Forever by Mitski ~ this one somehow very quietly became my chanyeol-enlistment-song. it's all about missing someone, needing someone/depending on someone's presence, not in a full on desperate way (a little desperate maybe-) but in a way that is just like what the first lines say "I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do with myself now that your not here" kinda like you still need time to figure out how to handle things in the absence of something that has been very present before. it really got to me while Chanyeol was away (yk sorta-away because you really cannot get that man off a stage xD but the feeling has always been different than before) - in the end i think it's a lot about adapting after a change in the way somebody is present in your life.

Daechwita by Agust D ~ i am not the biggest BTS fan on the plant (thank god) but i have a sort of soft spot for their rap line because they simply are really good at what they do, especially yoongi. and daechwita, what can i say, simply a total vibe. i remember how i had this song and Lay's Lit right after on repeat a lot that year, they somehow belong to the same universe xDD Daechwita is all about speed and power and hot rage, Lit is all albout precision and force and a very cold attitude of supremacy - both have this very untouchable and dangerous vibe. they are neighboring kingdoms maybe, very peaceful with each other btw. they just come to destroy them haters xD

Raining by Chanyeol ~ this song it just a biiig loong sigh. it's taking a deep breath and exhaling loudly. the dark heavy piano really is like black paint in an artwork, it really gives the song that heavy atmosphere. then the sax soli are almost complaining, it's whining, it's telling you its story of misery with the heaviest sighs. this also reflects in Chanyeol's vocals, he also has this hint of exhaustion there, this song is just so dramatically done with everything, it just yk wants to have a drink and end this unfortunate day xD on some days i think this might be the best song of the The Box OST because they caught this very moody atmosphere so so well and it's not often done like that in populat music, i suppose (look i probably sound like i know what i am talking about but i really do not- xD)

GOTTASADAE by BewhY ~ again, nothing deep. my bestie sent me the song and was like "!!!! here listen !!!" and i was like "omg!!!!!!!" and then it was on repeat xDD

This Is How I Disappear by My Chemical Romance ~ so here is the thing, i knew about them for a long time but i never had this kind of "emo phase" in my teenage years but when they had their revival tour or whatever this year a lot of people i follow online suddenly were obsessing over them again, and when i like people a lot and they get invested in something, then i want to check that out too. so i listened to their entire discography in one weekend (coincidentally, the exact weekend they played in germany xDD) and This Is How I Disappear was the winner of the little favourite MCR song race i had in my head xD so yeah, i dig their music, especially this song. once again, very cathartic to listen/dance/sing to.

Snow (Hey Oh) by Red Hot Chili Peppers ~ i really like that i got this one on random! because it's the first RHCP song i actively remember hearing, probably in the radio and i was just really obsessed with it (in a way a child can be obsessed with a song it doesn't understand xD) and that just kind of lingered around and i eventually looked up the chords so i could play it on the guitar when i was 13 i think, leading to my dad showing my Californiacation and Under The Bridge and that's when i got more and more into their music in general. another weird fun fact: because i practiced the lyrics very hard back then i can now recite them in absolute inhuman speed, everytime i do it it annoys people to no end but i think it's fun xD

Shutdown by Moonbyul feat. Seori ~ (un)official sapphic anthem, let's gooo. this song is so so sexy in a very soft and casual and relaxed way. i love how their voices harmonize, i love how the melody flows, how you're just drawn into the song from start to finish. this song it somebody touching you very softly, very gently at your most secret, sensitive places. this song is knowing how to have the exact same effect on the other. it's dancing together with the smallest most minimal moves, bodies pressing impossibly close together. i just get this warm, seductive, soft, comfy, sexy feeling from this song.

Free Fall by Øzi ~ i am ascending every time i listen to this song, really. the chorus comes in like the ground beneath your feet rumbling and breaking apart, falling through the cracks. which might sound like a contradiction to what i said in the phrase before. but falling and flying are very easily confused when it's dark and you can't see the bottom. one of my favourite love letter songs <3

Tire Swing by Kimya Dawson ~ the simplicity of this song is so charming, really. it's nothing big, the melody sounds like a children's song but the lyrics tell the tale of the complicated matter that is really liking someone who is just so different from you that it's actually kinda impossible for things to work out well, at least not with anyone hurt. it's part of the soundtrack for the movie Juno (which i really like) and while the teenage romance is only a secondary part of the plot, i think this song was an amazing pick to explain the relationship between these two teenagers that lead very different lives and have to figure out how loving each other works. it's such an easy song and then again it is absolutely not.

Nothing Else Matters by Metallica ~ my dad once told me that metal musicians make the best love songs and then showed me Nothing Else Matteds as proof and, really, i could only believe him after that. i think, this song has had a huge huge influence on what i expect from a romantic relationship. it really shaped my understanding of romantic love to the point where i said (at 13 or 14) in my diary that if i ever got married it would be to this song, and i am still kind of in awe with this thought because that song remains to be very significant to me. how it's about always being together in a way, about sincerity of feelings, about trust, about getting to know the other better day by day and at some point getting to know yourself better through the other, how it's about sharing things openly, about living a life together, about having a companion like that who shows you the world you thought you knew in another light. it's about the enrichment you experience by having a romantic partner, that goes beyong anything sexual which is so often immediately associated with romantic love. and that just really left a lasting impression on me, so it's a fave ever since.

ok. this was long. and very uncalled for lol i am sorry for oversharing like that sometimes i'm just really in touch with how exactly music makes me feel and maybe i'm a little sloppy and a little too much in writing long paragraphs about it oops- ^^'

anywayyy i tag @kafkascupcake @byuns-coco @his-mochi-cheeks @cxsmicmyeon @nvwu @joon-rkive @simplypearing @xuoux @whisperingdoves if you guys wanna (feel free to pick the part you wanna do or simply ignore this tho, i am fully aware that this is a lot of time consuming text, so i won't mind at all xDD)

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Hi! I just found your blog asdfktjyz you're amazing *-* and you write for lots of fandoms I love! Can I ask for a little request? I wanted to ask for oldest fandoms buuut I'm currently obsessing over La casa de papel so I thought why not? Can I have hcs for Sergio cuddling with s/o? (I know he has Raquel but... a girl can always dream hahaha)

(( El Profesor has been my fave character since the first episode and the actor is an absolute angel I stg. El Profesor, Berlin and Nairobi are my faves, bless them - And Denver’s laugh -As well as that, while I like Raquel as a character, I found her wayyy too aggressive when approaching love, which isn’t exactly a trait of character I appreciate, and for Sergio, I think it wasn’t the best. He’s such an awkward and gentle sweetheart…))

This baby is under a lot of stress and pressure because of the big plan, training the guys for 5 months, everything going on with Raquel, but after that, when he moves to the island, he’s going to let relaxation and the holiday vibe take over him completely

He deserves a break - A long, calming break with his beloved

He’d be silent the whole day when he spends with you, awkwardly shifting around the room, walking silently, thinking, overthinking, planning everything, but it seemed like his brain was roasting inside his skull so much that he was about to burst into tears and have a breakdown right there and then

Thankfully, his S/O knows him the best so you’re going to hug him from behind and take his hands into yours, leaning your head on his back, holding him tightly

He’d try to protest, saying that he’s busy and needs to concentrate to achieve his goals, and we all know how the idea of relationships between associates is only going to damage the plan

Of course, he broke the rule he set himself because he loves you dearly

This way, you took of his blazer gently and started humming the Italian Resistance Song to him, in a way to sooth him, as you slowly take him to the bed and cuddle him, his head close to your chest so he could feel your heartbeat and warmth, as relax somehow

You’d play with his hair and massage his scalp, caress his cheeks, and kiss his face all over, telling him everything will be okay and that he’s the smartest man alive, and of course his plan will go perfectly

He might shed a few tears while he holds you tightly

If he feels really down, he’s going to confess to all his worries, insecurities, his past, the people around him and so on

He’s a sincere and genuine person and you know most of the things about him, since you gained his trust enough to be higher than Berlin on his list of favourite and trustworthy people, but there are always little things that you get to learn about him

It’s not going to take very long before he falls asleep in your arms with a soft smile on his face, and it would make your heart so giddy because he’s a precious cinnamon roll who deserves the world

You only pray that the plan is going to work as he wishes and then you can run away into the world, see the beauty of life and live a life without worries, just the two of you, together, forever

[browneyes-issac]

I know it's only chapter two but I already wanna go wrap them in comfort hugs.. Poor sweethearts feeling so unloved... 🙁 Come here you two we all will cherish and love you endlessly, lol. 💞😘

I'm really happy for them that they are having at least little moments where they are actually enjoying each other's company and opening up some.

Ok okkkk... 😤 you little shit, I know you've had crap luck with love and people in general.. But you can be so mean to her when she's just being caring... Fake relationship or not ya butt head... But ☝ I'm glad that brat apologized for his buttheadness..

👀 the steamyyyy kissessss thoughhh!

The drunk one, it made my heart ache for her when she said she wanted to at least pretend she chose to love him and such... 🙁

Thennnn the bathroom oneeee!! 👀😍 Ooooo, they are getting more comfortable and letting those for realszies feelings come outttt!! 🤭 I loveee and got all giddy when she pulled him back in!

The come back he had when Andrea chewed him out for giving her weed was the bestttt! Maybe her team will finally realize how much she holds back as Dieter keeps standing up for her. 💞

🥺 the fantasizing he was having of them actually loving each other and dating for real made my want to go hold and comfort him.. He's so sweettt and already so in love with herrrr. 💞 I mean look how giddy he got when she said yes to getting pizza and the random question of do you snore. Too darn cuteee.

Also... 💞 I'm really really loving how you are portraying him in this. The deepness of his background and why he is the way he is and him wanting to change but being to scared.. Just really love seeing more the crazy cute dork, and seeing more details going into him more then the movie. 💞🤗 And I am I'm absolute love with Violet, I'm still collecting all the things I love about her, I'll check back in in the next few chapters..🤣💞 Doing beautiful as alwaysss! 💞😘

Well that ended up wayyy longer then I ment it to be.. 😆🙈 But oh well, you know how I get when I fall in love with multiple parts in a new addition to your writing. 😆🥰

Plastic Hearts

Chapter Two: WTF Do I Know

pairing: dieter bravo x actress!oc (violet apollo)

chapter rating: M (alcohol/weed consumption, a couple steamy kisses, asshole!dieter making a quick appearance)

word count: 4k

series masterlist

“Hold my hand,” Violet murmured to Dieter as they walked through the lobby of their luxury NYC hotel. He sighed and obliged, sliding his palm against hers and interlocking their fingers as they walked through the glass doors, a swarm of paparazzi waiting for them without even needing to be called. Violet put on her best smitten grin as he walked her to the black SUV waiting for them.

To any onlooker, the couple seemed to be head over heels in love with each other, their matching smiles and body language finely tuned over the last few weeks of “dating”.

Whenever Violet moved, Dieter moved. Whenever he laughed, she laughed. They were truly the picture of a beautiful Hollywood romance—too bad it was all for show.

“You squeezed my hand too hard,” Violet scolded as soon as they were sat in the backseat of the SUV, the middle seat empty between them.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, his head turned to look out of the window, melancholy written all over his face. Violet sighed at his constant gloom and distance—what happened to being friends?

A drunken kiss, that’s what happened.

Let’s go back in time, shall we?

Two Weeks Ago — Los Angeles

“Fuck!” Violet was all giggles as she tripped, walking up her Hollywood Hills driveway with Dieter, his arm around her waist to help keep her upright. “Shhh, don’t tell anybody but I think I’m pretty fuckin’ wasted.”

“Only me here to judge you,” he assured with a smile, more than amused by her state.

A part of him felt special in a way, getting to see this side of her that she worked so hard to keep out of the public eye. Everyone else looked at her as America’s Sweetheart, but Dieter got to see the real woman underneath it all. She was fun, sarcastic, witty, and just the right amount of mean that had his head spinning with lust.

“Come inside with me,” she begged, grabbing both of his hands and tugging him through the open front door. Dieter hesitated, giving her a head tilt as he stayed firmly in place in front of the threshold. “Please, D? I don’t wanna be alone.”

How could he say no to her when she was begging him like that?

Without saying a word, he nodded and allowed her to pull him inside, his hand intertwined with hers as they made their way to the kitchen. Violet reached into her wine fridge and popped the cork on a bottle of bubbly before clumsily sitting down on the floor in her tight minidress. Dieter averted his eyes from the sight of her lace panties, her thighs spread open as she sat in a criss-cross position.

“Do you ever feel like you’re not even a person anymore?” She asked, her words slurred together, eyes red and glassy as she looked up at him towering over her. He nodded, eyes softened as he took a seat beside her and grabbed the bottle to take a swig. “I just feel like…I’m no longer Violet, you know? I’m a commodity, sold to the highest fucking bidder and there’s no me left in me.”

Dieter continued his silence, happy to just sit here and listen to her drunken truths spill out one by one. She was always so put together when she was sober, a wall put up between them that he was desperate to try and knock down.

“Does it ever fucking end? Do I ever get to be real again? Not just some fucking idea in people’s heads? Do I get to own myself at some point?” She turned and looked at him, their shoulders touching as they sat side by side against a cabinet. Dieter’s eyes flickered to her lips, glossy and plump, forgetting what she’d originally asked. “Do I ever get to experience something genuine or is it just going to be this for the rest of my life?”

She gestured between them.

“You know, I’ve never gotten to experience this before—the whole in love thing. My relationships have always been more like situationships. So this…us going on dates and getting photographed together and all this fake shit—its the only time I’ve ever experienced it.” She frowned, turning away from him and stealing the bottle from his hands to take another swig. “God, I can’t even remember the last time I’ve been kissed let alone loved.”

“I thought you just got out of a relationship?” Dieter finally spoke up, his brows laced together as he studied her tragic beauty. She rolled her eyes and scoffed.

“Hadn’t seen him in person in months. And even then, it was just sex. I can try to lie to myself, but at the end of the day…it’s always just been sex with these guys. No one’s ever loved me—not how I long to be, at least.” Dieter found himself reaching to hold her bare thigh, not out of anything sexual, just simply needing to be close to her to let her know he understood her.

Dieter had never been well-loved, had always felt an all-consuming hunger for it since we was just a little boy. Born to a Hollywood film executive and an actress, his parents were never around to show him what it felt like to be loved unconditionally. If he wanted his parents to show up for him, he had to be the best of the best, had to get the lead role, had to provide some sort of proof that he was worthy of their affection. Love was always transactional and never fulfilling, which explains why he avoided the entire concept as an adult like the fucking plague.

“How are you so okay with this life?” Violet turned to him, her eyes bouncing across his features.

They were practically strangers, and yet, there was this unmistakable familiarity whenever they looked at each other. Pain recognizes pain, he supposed.

“I’m not,” he shook his head, brows furrowed. “I’m not okay.”

“You seem okay.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not.” He tugged the bottle back, downing a hefty swig before continuing with a shake of his head. “I’ve spent the last twenty years of my fucking career coddling myself with sex and drugs and art and fuck—anything that makes me feel alive because I’m fucking not.”

He laid his head back against the cabinet with a thunk, eyes closing as he tried to remember the last time he allowed himself to be so open with someone he hardly knew.

“I’m just fucking here on this shithole of a planet, making millions off pretending to be all these people capable of love and happiness and good and bad and a whole fucking range of emotions that I never had the chance to fucking develop—“ He turned to her, taken aback by how focused she was on him. “I’ve never felt a single real thing in my fucking life.”

“I’m real,” she offered, shrugging and curling her lip into a half smile.

“But you’re not,” he reminded, reaching up to pinch her chin. “If it hadn’t been for our teams putting us together, you’d just be Violet Apollo to me, and I’d just be Dieter Bravo to you. Don’t fool yourself into thinking this is anything more than another fucking ruse to market us as likable people when we’re no more likable than anybody else, maybe less than.”

“Fine,” she straightened her posture, shifting a bit so that she was facing him. “But if everything is pretend and nothing means anything, let me buy into it for a second.”

His brows furrowed as he watched her lean in, her lips waiting a couple inches in front of his.

“Kiss me and let me imagine it’s love.” Her demand was no more than a whisper, his breath hitching as his eyes frantically combed over her face for any signs of regret. “If I’m already destined to be nothing more than a showpony, at least let me pretend I got to choose this one thing.”

“Come here,” he rasped as he tugged her onto his lap, hands holding her face as he pulled her to his lips with the sort of urgency that only two people deprived of affection could muster. Their lips moved sloppily against each other, teeth clashing and tongues swirling together. Violet held onto the velvet of his button down, balling the expensive fabric in her fists as though her life depended on it.

“God, traffic was crazy out there—“ Lucy walked into the kitchen in work mode, letting out a gasp at the sight in front of her—Violet’s dress ridden up around her hips, straddling Dieter’s lap, the sound of soft moans and wet kisses filling the room. “Oh, god—s-sorry. Dieter, your car’s out front.”

“Okay,” he sighed, moving to rest his forehead against Violet’s only for her to pull away, her eyes unable to meet his as she scrambled to stand up. He swallowed the rejection, reminding himself that he shouldn’t be hurt over it because it was all fucking pretend. Still, the sting in his chest as she wiped her mouth with a paper towel refused to go away. “I’ll, uh, see you next week at the airport?”

“Yeah.” Violet nodded, her eyes remaining downwards. Dieter clenched his jaw, flickering his eyes to her assistant before making his exit in silence. He didn’t need to stick around to be reminded that no matter what he tried to sell in order to be loved, no one ever seemed to want it.

Present Day — NYC

“You okay?” Violet reached over and touched Dieter’s knee in the backseat, bringing his eyes to hers. He scoffed, shaking his head. “You can talk to me.”

“I don’t want to fucking talk to you, Violet. Fuck.” He stared at her with disdain, making her heart clench in a way she hadn’t realized it would. “Are you so fucking lost in all this that you really can’t imagine that I don’t want to fucking open up to you? Just because you hold my hand and drunkenly kiss me doesn’t mean that I owe you insight into my fucking mind.”

“Dieter, I’m sorry—“

“You’re not my fucking girlfriend, you’re not my friend, get out of your fucking fictional fantasies for a second and look me in the eyes when I tell you that you aren’t shit to me but an obligation.” Dieter stared at her without a single ounce of emotion on his face, Violet nodding and turning away so that he wouldn’t see the way tears welled in her eyes.

The SUV rolled up to the sidewalk in front of Rockefeller Center, cameras flashing into the SUV in hopes of a candid shot. Violet turned back towards Dieter, the only thing worse than being seen crying in front of her fake partner was the horde of press right outside. The sound of cheers and her name being called from the crowd of fans that had waited all day just to catch a glimpse of her made her only want to cry even more.

Her life was perfect, she was beautiful and successful, her fans adored her, and yet there was still this fucking ache inside that never went away no matter how many overpriced therapists or fleeting substances she went to for relief.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” Dieter reached over and wiped her cheeks free of the stray tears that had fallen, impressed by how well her makeup was holding up through the wetness. She nodded, meeting his eyes for only a couple seconds before she was pulling a compact out of her purse, opening it to check out the state of her eyes. Without needing to ask, Dieter handed her his bottle of eye drops before stepping out of the car and walking over to her side. Violet batted away the water from her eyes and took in a deep breath, plastering a smile to her face as Dieter opened up her door and leant his hand out for her to take.

“Do I look fine?” Violet asked over the frenzy around them and Dieter nodded, one hand tucking a fallen strand of hair out of her face as his eyes combed over her with admiration. It was hard for her not to buy into this thing between them when he looked at her like that—but he had an Oscar for a reason. This was all just an act.

“You look beautiful,” he leaned forward and kissed her cheek before the pair started off towards the mob waiting for them.

Dieter was never much for all this shit—stopping to greet each and every fan, signing autographs that were likely just going to be sold online afterwards. But Violet took her time, interacting with each and every fan she could, giving them a genuine moment of her time rather than mindlessly signing her name away. He admired her for many things, this just being the newest addition to the list.

“Alright, Violet, Dieter, this way.” Both of them were being dragged into the building by their managers, the silence of the building in contrast to the madness outside fucking with their equilibriums.

“Are you alright?” Dieter leaned in and asked Violet as they were guided through the hallways of the building up to her dressing room. Violet nodded, her face blank and void of all emotion as it faced forward. Dieter clenched his jaw at the distance he forced her into with his harsh words.

What’s that cliche fucking saying? Hurt people hurt people?

“Did you bring my stash?” Violet asked her manager, a woman that still had yet to utter more than a few words to Dieter in the three weeks he’d known her.

“No.” The woman bit back, her eyes scolding as she glared at her client. “You’re doing this sober.”

Violet sighed but agreed anyways—did she ever actually say what she felt?

“Hey,” Dieter whispered to her once they were left alone in the dressing room, his hand reaching into his pocket to pull out a metal cigarette case. “I’ve got weed if you—“

“Oh, thank god,” she jumped at the chance to smoke, plucking the joint from his fingers and walking over to the bathroom. “You coming?”

“Sure,” he nodded, walking into the en-suite with her and closing the door behind him. He grabbed a towel from the rack, stuffing it in the crack of the door by the floor while she lit up the joint.

“Thank you for this,” she spoke as she breathed out the smoke, already looking more calmed. “And I know you don’t want to talk about it anymore, and I won’t after this but…I am sorry. Not so much about the kiss, but about the way I pushed you away after. I just…could tell where my mind was taking me and I don’t want to go there. I don’t want to get so lost in this illusion that I actually start to believe that this is more than just…an arrangement. I’m sorry for crossing that line and then acting like it never happened.”

“And I’m sorry about the shit I said before.” He accepted the joint and took a big inhale, keeping his eyes on hers in the hazy, smoke-filled room. “You’re not an obligation, Violet. I…enjoy having you around. You make this shit a little more tolerable.”

“Yeah, you do too.” She smiled at him through the haze, chuckling to herself after a beat.

“What?” He asked, smile matching hers.

“Nothing, nothing,” she dismissed with a grin, taking another it. Dieter stepped closer to her, the drug taking effect on him and fucking with his good decision making skills as he backed her against the wall. Violet’s lips were parted as she looked at him, his lips just a few inches away from hers. “It was just…a pretty good kiss, right?”

“Yeah, it was,” he agreed, voice low and soft. His eyes bounced back and forth between hers and her lips, head leaning in slowly to close the gap between them until…

“Alright, you two! Get out here, hair and makeup are ready!” Dieter sighed at the sound of Violet’s manager on the other side of the door, banging on it and ruining the peace of the drug-induced moment.

As Dieter pulled away, Violet shocked him by tugging him close again, her hands on either side of his bearded jaw as her lips crashed against his. He groaned into the kiss, pushing her back against the wall with his hands on her hips.

“We’re making another bad decision,” he mumbled, lips still pressed against hers. She nodded in response but deepened the kiss, her arms crossing behind his neck. “Friends kiss sometimes, right?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, trailing her lips down his jaw and neck, biting lightly on the exposed skin covering his collarbone. Dieter hissed and pulled her closer to his body, his cock coming to life in his trousers.

“I’m going to bust the door down in 3…2…—“ Dieter whipped the door open, the smoke flooding into the dressing room. Both managers waved the smell of weed out of their faces as their talents emerged in much better moods than they’d left them.

“Dieter, you’re supposed to be making sure she’s okay, not getting her fucked up before she goes on national television,” Andrea scolded, but Dieter couldn’t find it in him to care.

“She is okay. Maybe you two should try smoking—calm you down a little,” Dieter plopped down on the sofa while Violet sat down in the chair in front of the vanity, her makeup artist touching up her makeup while her hair stylist tended to her brown locks, taking them out of the updo it was in and styling it in cascading old-Hollywood waves down her shoulders and back.

“Listen to me—“ Andrea sat down by her client, friend, and occasional fuck buddy. “Leave her alone. Do you hear me? No funny business, no getting her in the sack—none of it. This is work, not pleasure. Are you fucking listening to me?”

“Yes, boss.” He turned to her and shrugged. “No funny business from me.”

“God, you’re insufferable.” She stood up and walked out, leaving Dieter to watch as Violet ran through some of the questions the show had pre-selected.

She reminded him of all the silver screen starlets that he adored so much as a little boy, his mother having forced him to watch Casablanca and Gilda long before she ever allowed him to indulge in Indiana Jones and Star Wars. They all had this sort of tragic beauty about them, as flawless as a porcelain doll on the outside but one look into their eyes and you could see just how fucking shattered they were.

Violet Apollo was effortlessly beautiful, but beyond her physical looks, there was a depth to her that Dieter was almost scared to dip his toes into. What if he never surfaced from it? What if he drowned in the ocean of her soul and never made it back to land? Forty years of keeping people at arms distance wasn’t easy to break out of, but here he was, sitting there watching her get her hair done, dreaming about what it would be like to wake up to her in his bed—in his life, for real.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about over there, Bravo?” He was shocked to find her paying as close attention to him as he was to her, her manager also looking surprised by their friendly relationship.

“Do you snore?” He asked with a smile, Violet scoffing and shaking her head.

“No, I sleep like a beautiful little angel. It’s a privilege to watch, really.” She joked, grinning at him.

“I bet it is.” There was no sarcasm in his tone, and the soft sincerity of the response clearly took her by surprise, her grin fading into a soft smile as she turned away from him.

“What about you? Do you snore?” She asked after a few beats of silence, her team finishing up on her hair and makeup.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, watching as she stood up and walked over to the clothing rack with about seven different outfit options. “You wanna come to bed with me and find out?”

Dieter ignored the glare her manager shot his way, too amused by the flush on her cheeks as she picked out a Barbie pink strapless mini-dress and matching heels.

“Maybe a raincheck?” She winked at him before walking into the bathroom with her stylist, emerging a few minutes later in the tight number that hugged every single one of her curves.

Dieter wanted to remind himself that this wasn’t a good idea—going down this messy rabbit hole where she was sometimes his friend, sometimes more. It would only end in a heaping pile of shit, but with the way her golden skin contrasted with the bright pink, her legs glowing as she slipped on her heels, the cascade of waves falling over her shoulder, he was done for.

“Alright, we’re on in five,” a producer popped their head in, making a face at the smell of weed but choosing not to acknowledge it. Violet held her hand out for Dieter, smiling at him.

“Come on, honey.”

•••

“Everybody loves you, man, I haven’t seen anything like it,” Jimmy Fallon sat rambling on with compliments, hardly giving her any room to speak but she was fine with that. “Have you been on TikTok recently? I mean, everyone is stoked about you in this role.”

“Yeah, it’s wild,” she chuckled and shrugged. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around it all, you know? One minute I’m doing indie films and can go anywhere without being recognized and the next I’m in a Spielberg movie? It’s ridiculous and amazing.”

“That’s not the only change that’s happened as of recently,” Jimmy cheesed at the camera as he lifted a picture of her and Dieter exiting a New York City restaurant. “You’re also dating Dieter Bravo—who by the way is just one of the most incredible actors alive, I think.”

“Yeah, he’s truly an amazing guy,” she waited for the audience to finish cheering in agreement. “Even getting to just know him is a gift that I cherish dearly. He’s a stunning man.”

“It’s so good to see you both so happy, and we’re so glad to have you here. Violet Apollo, everybody.”

Dieter was waiting for Violet backstage, giving her a hug once she walked up to him with a relieved sigh.

“God, I never wanna do another talk show again.” He chuckled and guided her back to the dressing room with his hand on her upper back, the bodyguards around them taking a backseat. “Did you like how sickeningly sweet I was when I was talking about you?”

“It could’ve been a little sweeter, my stomach doesn’t quite hurt yet.” She nudged his side, the two in a completely different place with each other than they had been just a few hours prior. Both of them hoped that this wouldn’t fade, that once they were done with the charade for the day that there would still be this sort of easy going understanding and friendship between them, unlike all the other times before. “Hey, I, uh, I know this pizza spot. Super low key. You wanna…go grab a slice and some beer?”

“Oh? Is that—do we need to have someone call the paparazzi?” She asked as she slipped out of her heels and grabbed the more casual clothes she came here in.

“No, no. This is…uh, it’s just us.” Violet looked at him with shock, and for a minute he regretted having asked at all, but when she smiled at him he couldn’t help but smile back. “That a yeah?”

“Sure, D. I’d like that.” He was grinning from ear to ear as he watched her disappear into the bathroom to change, feeling giddy in a way he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in years—possibly ever.

This wasn’t anything triumphant—just a slice of pizza and normalcy—but he couldn’t help but feel like a winner. Now that they’d gotten past the first speed bump and found their groove, who knew what could happen for them next?

“Ready, Bravo?” She walked out with a smile, no longer in her glammed state but still just as beautiful.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, Apollo.”

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[dystovian]

Hi! I don't really want to pester. If you're not too busy can I get an emergency ask with hunk? I just.. my anxiety's been getting worse these past few months. I've been trying to get recommended to see a psychiatrist to get diagnosed and it feels like no one is listening to me... I get overwhelmed so easily now. I can't even do normal people things. I feel like I'm going crazy mostly. but its so frustrating that i dont know what i have. im so angry. im so tired of this. thank you so much

ah here you go! sorry it took so long! I ended up rewriting it over and over again and I wanted to make it as vibid as possible so that you could actually feel like you were there with him. and I didn’t want to make it too much to read when I realized that I actually made it WAYYY too long! but, I hope you enjoy this and if u ever need anything, you can dm me and I’ll be glad to hear you out! I’d be happy to do a part 2 as well, or mayyybe just extend this completely.

These past few months have been hammering down on you. There were times when you were full of conflicting thoughts, one second you wished to be alone and one second you wished to be wrapped in the warm embrace of your love.

Now, your mind was focused on one thing and one thing only. To be married to the area that is your room, laying upon the floor watching the blades of your fan spin around. To be married to the darkness and to abandon the tears from your eyes.

There were also times when you would become angry at your clock. As it went on as if without your permission, reminding you that not everything happens so slowly. That there is only so much time in the world. But tonight, you supposed that your clock was giving you a break. A well deserved break. It’s felt like hours now, but it’s only been 15 minutes.

Hunk had been knocking at your door for God knows how long. He knew you were awake, he could hear your heavy breaths as you cried and he felt terrible, his heart began to split in two. He sort of gave up on being polite, and slowly opened your door.

You were expecting him, you could hear him coming up the steps toward your room, and you could hear his knocks. You hoped he would go away but you knew he wouldn’t, though you didn’t expect him to come in. You sat up, wiping away your tears, dismissing them to the blanket you lay against seconds ago.

It wasn’t long before your tears came back, slipping down your cheeks like glistening waterfalls, you lay back upon your blanket like falling ashes. Hunk’s shoulders relaxed, the sadness he felt for you began to weight him down. Goosebumps traveled up his arms, the coldness of your room becoming a bit much for him and he could only imagine how you felt. His large hands grabbed at an even larger blanket and brought it to you, wrapping you in it.

This is one of things you tended to wish for on some days, to be wrapped in the soft and warm embrace of your love. And it was happening, at this very moment it was happening, but why were you still so tensed? The warmth that came from was enough to melt glaciers, yet your body wasn’t satisfied.

“It’s alright, lovebug. I got you. It’s fine to cry.” You slowly lowered your head into his lap, his legs crossing to give you a comfortable pillow. His hands tangled into your hair, warm and inviting hands delving into what you knew had to be knotted hair. His hands were tremendously warm compared to your skin, like a nation had harnessed all of the heat and placed it into his body. Your body was satisfied now, you weren’t shoving like an abandoned bird during a blizzard, you were cozy and happy and feeling a bit giddy.

Although he didn’t get rid of your problems right there on the spot, but his words were enough to chip at your layers of tears upon your face. His skin was warm and soft enough to melt the layer of ice around your heart. And his determination to make you better than ever before was enough to tear at the thing holding your thoughts in its large hands.

[alphasandchocolates]

hey! i just saw your posts on airmom's blog and WE ARE IN THE SAME SITUATION... I kind of had to get over the guy... I realized I would give him waay more than he would ever give me.. We still talk but I'm trying not to get giddy when he replies to my messages, etc. I think he's also always talking to a lot of girls and I was just one of them so 😕 I haven't directly told him my feelings but I've hinted at it, and he hasn't picked it up (or doesn't want to??) best of luck to u tho luv is hard ♡♡

Ha, babe it wouldnt be love if it were that easy. But yeah thanks, u too. Honestly, if u really love him then there is no moving on. That doesnt mean u spiral into depression and commit suicide, no. So you love him, thats completely fine. If you're wayyy too young like me, then thats fine as well cuz love has no age. Just accept the fact that yes, you love him and trust me, when you wholeheartedly do that, it'll get better. You wont move on, but you'll be fine. Its not necessary for feelings to be there only when they're reciprocated. Live your life, have fun, go out with friends, etc and dont be hung over him. He still INHABITS my mind, but that doesnt stop me from living my life (most of the time) :)