#idk what to tell youuu i just want girls to kiss and these two just happened to be the ones i chose to be togetherrr

[callsignspark]

first of all omg I was scrolling through my notifications and realized I hadn't responded to this yet!!! soooo sorry!! but I loved your words and the unhinged emoji use. it was *chef's kiss* perfect! this chapter truly did have it all!

I can just imagine how disgruntled he looks staring at her from across the room. Like holding that glass a little toooo tight. Trying (and failing) not to glare. - he's literally so grumpy about it, two seconds from shattering his beer bottle lmao. and he thinks he's hiding it well (spoiler alert: he's not)

pls this man is a drama queen, the audacity of the 20something to be twirling HIS GIRL (who could have been his girl if he hadn’t been so quick to shut her down, but oh, he was just trying to protect himself 🥺). But that boy isn’t having much fun when he only wants to flirt with one girl… - BIGGEST DRAMA QUEEN IN SAN DIEGO. which is impressive when you remember his uncle is Pete "Navy's Biggest Drama Queen" Mitchell. (and you're so right, that could have been his girl if only he wasn't so hasty, even if he was trying to protect himself. poor baby 🥺)

SWEET BOB! ANGEL GEM LOOKING OUT FOR HIS FRIEND - Bob is the best bro

that vein in Bradley’s neck is POPPING as he watches Harvard test the waters I just know it!! Buying her drink, pulling out her chair, all with a cute matching pink bracelet?? POPPING I TELL YOU - it's about to burst and everyone at the table is just worriedly staring at it like "it's gonna blow at anytime be careful" and is Harvard flirting? or is his just a good friend? a respectful himbo? (Bradley doesn't care he just wants him to back off!)

sweet, beautiful idiot. Of course she did, she likes youuu. She’s probably been keeping tabs on you all night too! Probably didn’t know how to feel about that white bracelet 👀 - she very much is paying attention to him the entire time!! she was surprised and sad but also slightly relieved to see the white bracelet?? like "oh thank god he's not flirting with anyone but also he doesn't want to flirt with anyone."

in the immortal words of Shakira: hips don’t lie. And good for miss ma’am going for the jugular, he’s been thinking about those hips and thighs! GET IT GIRL - one shot of tequila and she's like 💃Bradley come dance with me💃 as if he needs convincing

i love a protective Bradley, but a protective Bradley going after a misogynistic asshole who doesn’t respect boundaries is my EVERYTHING. - HE'S HOT. HE'S PROTECTIVE. HE MAY HAVE GONE TO FAR WITH THE PUNCH. (even if she did appreciate the backup)

oooh that PALPABLE rage. And the way she tells everyone what’s going to happen, with no room for questions, so cut and dry. Bob and Nat were def making eye contact with each other like 👀 - everyone's asshole was clenched because she's kinda scary when she's mad lmao and Bob is standing there avoiding Nat's eyes because she'll realize he knows something and try to drag it out of him. he holds up during the post-drinking gossip session with Nat and Callie though, he a good friend.

YESSSSSS CALL HIM OUT FOR IT THOSE BIG COW EYES HAVE BEEN MOONING OVER HER ALL NIGHT - YOU'RE NOT SUBTLE BRADLEY!! EVERYONE SAW IT. INCLUDING HER. WHO'S OBLIVIOUS WHEN IT COMES TO YOU.

oh he wants her SO FUCKING BAD 🥺 and I bet that scares him because for as much as he wants her, he’s so used to losing the people he loves 😭 - yeah! he's also lost so many important people in his life so it's scary but he likes her so much he wants to try! wants to take the risk!

WE ARE ALL THINKING IT AND BIG DICK BOB IS THE ONLY ONE SAYING IT. Icon. - BIG. DICK. BOB. he is the moment. and the only one with a functioning brain cell at the moment.

this still makes me 😮‍💨😵‍💫 it’s so simple, but what’s got him in a tizzy is HER. THE BRADLEY POV OF THEM ON THE COUCH IS SENDING ME // SCREAMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN (what hopefully will be again soon because idk how much longer I have to live if you’re set ON ENDING ME) - when I realized I could add his POV of that night I was like !!!!!!!!!!! because his horny monkey brain was definitely in charge then. only a few chapters now until they officially get together!!

poor Mary and her self conscious spiral. But this beautiful idiot is like DID YOU NOT FEEL HOW HARD MY COCK WAS?! Which like fair (also I would like to know as well for scientific purposes) - Bradley: "I was about to rip my shorts was that not a hint?" (I would also like to know *Debby Ryan hair tuck*)

oh I love how tender he is with her. And like the physical things have been some of the trigger points, and bless him for wanting to comfort her and put her at ease, but also wanting to be respectful of those boundaries - he's so soft with her. knows how sensitive she is and just wants her to be happy and safe above everything else.

oh he LOVESSSSS HERRRRRRRRRR AND NOW SHE KNOWS JUST HOW SERIOUS HE IS ABOUT HER 😭 AND HE USED THAT FULL GIVEN NAME THATS LEGALLY BINDING SERIOUS THAT DATE ON SUNDAY IS SET - HE IS IN LOVE AND HE'S BREAKING OUT THE GOVERNMENT NAMES OVER IT. their dinner is going to be so cute, hopefully nothing messes it up!

and those friends were her final words because neither of them are going to make it out alive 😂 NOT WITH THAT SEXUAL TENSION - famous last words "we can handle it" like.. sure Jan

a beautiful IDIOT BLESS HIM BUT DONT THINK ABOUT GETTING IN BED WITH THOSE JEANS - Mary watching him about to climb fully clothed into her clean bed "maybe I don't like him as much as I thought" jk girl you are in loovvveee with him

A SLUT! A WHORE! AND WE LOVE HIM FOR IT! ITS ALL FOR THE FEMALE GAZE! A FEMINIST! - just picture him undoing his jeans with one hand, shirtless with his muscles flexing from the movement. oh god I need a cold shower.

OH I LOVE THEM THIS SLOW BURN IS EVERYTHING AND ITS KILLING ME AND I LOVE IT - I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS!!!

Mar[r]y Me - part six

pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Mariella “M&M” Vertucci (fem!OC)

summary: A love story told through friendship, laughter, and food.

series warnings: 18+ minors DNI, discussion of insecurities, difficult family relationships, discussions of food and alcohol use, discussions of body image, one (1) drunk asshole, conversations on what it’s like to be a fat woman trying to date in today’s society, warnings to be added as needed

word count: 5.9k

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note: happy Friday!! it's August here in the real world but it's Valentine's Day in the Mar[r]y Me universe, so what will these two do surrounded by love and pink hearts? can't wait to hear everyone's thoughts!

part six - pancakes

God, I made a mistake.

Bradley has suffered through five days of the same thought on a constant loop. His brain started up the second he walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Only getting short reprieves when he had to fly. Even being asleep wasn’t safe; Mary had been consuming his nights, wonderful dreams of being with her intermixed with bad dreams of having to watch her with another man.

He felt like he was living one of those nightmares for the last three songs, watching Mary dance and giggle with some guy in his twenties.

I should be the one making her laugh. My hands should be on her hips, not his.

He cursed Natasha for dragging them to this stupid Valentine’s Day speed-dating event. Except, the speed dating isn’t actually speed dating; it’s some sort of convoluted speed dancing.

As announced by the host, there are only two rules:

Every person must wear the wristband they received upon entry; the wristbands correspond to your relationship status, so respect the color code system.

If you’re dancing, you have to dance with a new person for each song.

“Unless you’re really hitting it off with your dance partner.” DJ Socket had added with a wink before starting the night off with a horrible remixed version of My Funny Valentine.

Natasha, Callie, and Mary had laughed at the bad song choice before throwing back a shot of tequila and shimmying their way to the dance floor, pink wristbands glowing under the disco ball.

According to the event flyer that had been spammed in the group chat for the last two weeks, a pink wristband meant single and ready to mingle.

Bradley watches as the infant with a bad haircut tries to hit on Mary to what he thinks is a Justin Bieber song, absentmindedly playing with his own wristband. White. Here for fun, not to flirt.

He’s having a terrible time.

“Rooster. Rooster? Bradley!”

The use of his real name snaps him out of his thoughts. “Sorry, Bob, what was that?”

“I asked if you were okay. You don’t look great.”

He feels his heart clench a little bit. He’s always had a soft spot for the bespectacled man, Bob paying attention to small things that others rarely caught. Though even a blind person could see the way Bradley is staring at Mary, the pining radiating beyond the two high-top tables the Daggers had claimed as theirs.

“Yeah, just tired. It’s been a long week.”

Bob raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth, but Harvard interrupts him before he can investigate further.

“It’s weird seeing the girls in dresses instead of their coveralls.”

“I’m just wondering how they convinced Callie to wear heels. Omaha practically had to bribe her to wear something other than her Vans to our wedding.” Fritz says, his red wristband - taken and in love - flashing when he takes a sip of his bright pink drink. “God, these drink specials are awful! This is the last time Phoenix gets to choose where we go.”

The boys laugh as his face twists in disgust. Natasha is great at many things, choosing a good bar is not one of them.

“We should have let Jake plan; he found that complex with the mini golf and everything. That was so much fun!” Aaron adds before turning to Javy. “Where is Jake? I thought he was coming.”

Javy shrugs. “He was supposed to be here, but he texted me and said he wasn’t going to make it. Something came up, apparently. He said everything was fine, so I’ll check on him tomorrow. Make sure he’s all good.”

“Mary looks really good.”

Bradley stiffens, his mood dropping from happy back down to pissed off as steam pours out of his ears. She doesn’t just look good. She looks amazing. The light green, satiny material of her dress is hugging her figure just right, showing off her curves in the most delicious way. The slit up her leg showing off the thighs he dreams about getting his hands on again.

She looks gorgeous.

But Harvard doesn’t get to say that about his girl.

She’s not your girl. You fucked up.

“There she is! Can I get you a drink, ma’am?” Harvard stands up, holding his bar stool steady while Mary climbs on, scooting it in when she’s settled.

“If you’re going up, I’ll take a water, please.” She smiles at him, cheeks flushed from dancing.

“You want anything stronger to go with that water?”

“Vodka sprite, if it’s not too much of a bother.”

“You got it, sweetheart; anything for my new backseater!” Harvard flashes his toothpaste commercial-ready smile at her before making his way through the crowd to the bar. Him and his pink wristband quickly getting lost in the masses.

“I missed something. Backseater?” Javy asks.

Bradley watches her laugh and lean on the table, grabbing a chip after Aaron pushes the basket toward her. “He’s just trying to be funny. We’re both headed up to Lemoore next week - I’m helping out on some repairs, and he’s doing some sort of mentor program? I don’t know exactly. Anyway, Cyclone suggested we drive together since we’re staying at the same hotel. I told Brigham he’s driving since he insisted on getting this godawful 30-foot pickup truck, which makes me his temporary backseater.”

“Make sure you don’t eat anything before riding with him, or you’ll paint the windshield.” Omaha jokes.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “Please. If I didn’t hurl after a greenhorn took me up and executed one very poor barrel roll before getting himself grounded, I think I can handle Harvard’s driving.”

“You’ve flown?”

“Was it an FA-18?”

“How do you fuck up a barrel roll?”

“Did you like it?”

Questions are hurled at her from every direction, all the boys interested in the fact that their favorite mechanic had been airborne in the backseat of a fighter jet before they knew her.

“I did like it!”

Bradley’s heart warms a bit when she answers his question first.

“It was an FA-18, and I think we technically hit Mach-1, but my brain has burned the trauma of that hop from my memory. It was fun until that bad maneuver because when I say greenhorn, I mean green. Like as fresh as you can possibly be.” She shutters, only partially joking. “But I didn’t throw up, and that’s a major point of pride for me.”

“It’s only because you hadn’t eaten yet that day.”

The warmth disappears, again, when she smacks Brigham’s arm after he puts her drinks down. “I told you that in confidence! And I think it still counts because I’m a civilian and have done none of the training you guys do.”

“How did you even get permission to fly?” Javy questions, stealing a sip of her water, grinning at her when she glares.

“When I was in Florida, I got close with some of the higher-ups, and one of them arranged for me to go on a simple flight so I could see what it’s like. It was really sweet of him!”

“Who did you sweet talk into getting in a jet?”

“He sweet-talked me! Actually, it was more like he manipulated me. It came up that I’d never been on a flight - which is totally normal for an engineer, by the way - and he egged me on until I agreed to go up.”

“Oh my god, you got suckered into a ride with a flight school newbie? Who managed that?”

“I don’t know if you guys know him. I don’t think he was in Pensacola when you were going through flight school, but it was Admiral-”

“Hey, baby, wanna dance?”

Her face changes immediately, annoyance spreading quickly. “No. I’ve already told you I don’t. Leave me alone.”

“Oh, c’mon, you know you want this-”

“The lady told you no. I suggest you listen to her before we make you listen.” Omaha threatens from his position across the table. Bradley is happy that Neil spoke up before him because he wouldn’t have been so nice about it.

The pushy asshole looks around the table and decides not to press his luck after seeing eight men puffed up, ready to defend their friend.

“What a dick! He had a red wristband on, and he still tried to hit on you!”

“Welcome to being a woman, Mickey. Doesn’t matter if you’ve told them no or if they have a partner. Men will be gross and overbearing if they think it’ll benefit them.”

She sinks back in her chair, sipping her drink and sending a small smile to the boys in thanks. The group disburses a bit, most joining Nat and Callie on the dance floor, leaving Mary sitting with Fritz, Bradley, and Bob.

“Hey, speaking of gross and overbearing, did you hear the rumor that Admiral Cain is coming to the program review next week?”

It perks her back up; she excitedly leans forward, happy to talk about something else.

“Oh! That’s not a rumor, Fritz. That’s 100% true. He’ll be presenting his case for increasing unmanned drone research. But he’s going first on Tuesday, and then he’s back in Washington that same afternoon, so thankfully, we’ll only have to deal with him for a few hours.”

“Thank god, I had to deal with him for a little bit when I was at Norfolk, and he was worst. I know drones are getting more popular for high-risk missions, but they’ll never be able to fully replace pilots.” Billy clinks his bottle against Mary’s glass when she holds it up, swallowing the last of his beer. “You’ll have to excuse me; it looks like my husband wants me to dance with him.”

Bradley watches Mary stare longingly at the dance floor, her eyes following the happy couple dance in perfect sync with each other.

If you hadn’t messed up, that could be the two of you out there.

“So, what parts of program review do you have to sit in on?”

Mary turns, a soft smile on her face - Bradley knows her soft spot for Bob matches his own. Both of them protective over the younger man who cares so much, yet so quietly.

“I have to be there for almost all of it. I’m presenting a few sections, plus I have to do a shop tour and demo, which will be uber fun.” She rolls her eyes, knowing how some admirals like to knit-pick at how a shop is run and organized. “All my free time this week will be finishing my slides and polishing my presentation.”

“Wow, on top of helping with Lemoore’s repairs? You’re gonna be busy these next two weeks.”

“Very busy, but we’ve already done the repairs I’m helping with down here, so theirs should go much smoother! But I'm genuinely excited for program review because I’ll get to see some people I worked with in Florida! I think I’m going to try and poach a few of them that I really miss.”

“You’re gonna steal your friends to work for you?” Bradley regrets the question when he sees her face falter for a split second, realizing his tone wasn’t as joking as intended.

“Yeah, I’m thinking about it. They’re really smart and talented, plus it’d be nice to work with them again.”

The relief that breezes through his chest at her grin and kind tone quickly disappears when Harvard pops up and pulls her toward the dance floor.

“Hang- hang on!” She giggles, turning to Bob. “Would you mind keeping an eye on my purse while Brigham steps on my toes to bad 90s love songs?”

Bob’s, “No problem.” overpowers Harvard’s protests of, “I’m not gonna step on your foot again!”

She pecks his cheek, leaving a faint pink stain behind as she follows the Ohio man onto the dance floor. And for several songs, Bradley's stomach twists as he watches his two friends dance pressed close together.

“Why don’t you go dance with her?”

“She doesn’t want to dance with me.”

Bob scoffs. “You don’t know that.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Bradley, what happened with you two?”

He doesn’t answer; just keeps fiddling with the label on his beer and watching the dance floor. The two sit in uncomfortable silence for the first time in their friendship.

“I fucked up.” He confesses everything to Bob. The night on her couch, their interruption, the tiff just a few days ago. He doesn’t spare any detail, no feelings. “I still don’t know why I didn’t just let her explain! Even if I was mad that she was ignoring me, she had her reasons - she wouldn’t do something like that for no reason!”

Bob is stunned. He doesn’t know what to say to comfort his friend. None of the group’s theories had even been close to the reality of what happened.

“You can’t tell anyone what I just told you, not even Natasha!” Bradley is borderline frantic. “You’re the second person I’ve told, and I don’t know if Mary has told anyone, but I don’t want everyone knowing. I don’t want what happened to be the talk of the group.”

“I won’t tell anyone, Bradley. Not even Nat. But I do get bragging rights when the two of you finally get together.”

“That’s not gonna happen. I messed up too much, man.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t be too sure about that.”

He looks where Bob is pointing, watching as Harvard twirls away with a pretty redhead, leaving Mary dancing by herself. They make eye contact, and he can see the gears in her brain working. She turns around, hips swinging hypnotically, and he loses his breath when she peeks over her shoulder at him. Bradley’s heart soars when she wiggles a finger at him.

She’s calling me over. Maybe I didn’t totally fuck this up.

His joy is short-lived. The same red wristband asshole as before getting in her space, trying to grab her ass as she pushes him away. Bradley practically falls out of his chair to get to her.

“Get away from me!” Mary pushes the stranger’s hands off and stumbles back from the force, colliding with Bradley’s chest as he comes to help.

He steps forward, angling his body to shield her as she tucks herself into his side. “She’s told you to leave her alone at least twice now. Walk away before we have a problem.”

The sleazy man rolls his eyes, “Whatever, man.”

“No, not “whatever,” man.” Bradley steps forward, disregarding Mary tugging on his arm. Her pleas for him to stop falling on deaf ears. “You’re going to apologize to her.”

“For what? The fat bitch probably liked it. She’s practically begging for it in that dress.”

Bradley doesn’t even think. He lunges, ignoring Mary’s yell for him to stop and taking the asshole down with one punch. He doesn’t get a second one, security interfering and escorting all three out.

The rest of the Daggers make their way outside, everyone awkwardly huddled together as Mary assures the bouncers that she is safe to leave with Bradley, that he’s her friend who was just protecting her from the other man’s unwanted advances.

She’s mad when she joins them. A quiet anger that's palpable, making them all stay quiet instead of joking around like usual.

“Thanks for planning this, Nat. It was really fun until about five minutes ago. I’ll text you about dinner.” She says to the girls, giving Bob a small smile when he hands over her clutch. “Bradley is going to drive me home, but you guys should keep having fun. Brigham, let me know when you want to leave tomorrow, and I’ll see the rest of you when I get back from Lemoore.”

Her clipped tone and her heels furiously clicking on the sidewalk are the only physical indicators of her anger. The group watches her go, stunned. In the year since they were introduced to Mary, it’s the only time they’ve seen her get close to losing her cool.

They had seen her defend herself against misogynistic pilots, making them feel foolish without even raising her voice. They watched her bite her tongue when admirals talked down to her because of her age, letting Mav or Cyclone handle it. In the past eleven months, they had witnessed her ability to handle difficult situations with poise and grace.

But tonight was too much.

After having to deal with yet another demeaning asshole and Bradley’s rash, unwanted heroics, the rage simmering below the surface of her skin was threatening to finally break through.

Bradley follows at a slower pace, keeping an eye on her but giving her space to breathe. He startles at someone grabbing his shoulder, turning with wide eyes to find Bob with a determined look on his face.

“Take her home and apologize; let her explain before you explain your side, okay?” Bradley nods, giving a small smile to his friend. “It’s all gonna be fine; you are made for each other. You can tell me all about how right I am tomorrow morning.”

He makes his way to the car, unlocking and opening the door for Mary, the tiny bit of hope from Bob’s pep talk disappearing when he realizes that she’s giving him the silent treatment. Climbing into the front seat and ignoring the hand he offers, closing the door herself and choosing to stare out the passenger window when Bradley sides into the Bronco.

The drive to her house is quiet; the only sound is the oldies station Bradley turns on in hopes of getting Mary to talk to him. The closer they get to their destination, the more he goes from sad to annoyed.

I was just trying to help. She doesn’t need to ignore me.

They’re both fuming by the time he pulls into the driveway. She slips out of the car, hoping he’ll just go home, but he’s following behind her to the house. One step over the threshold, and he can’t take it anymore.

“Are you gonna stop ignoring me, or should I just go home?”

He watches her shoulders stiffen and feels his stomach drop her eerily calm expression. “I don’t know. Are you actually going to listen to me? Or are you just going to tell me that we should just forget this happened, too?”

“Don’t put that on all on me! This isn’t all my fault! You ignored me for an entire month!”

“Yes! Yes, I did!” She slams her hand on her kitchen island. “And then, when I tried to explain, you didn’t let me say anything! You just said we should forget everything that happened and move on! So I tried to forget! I tried to respect your wishes! But tonight, all you could do was watch me dance with other men!”

His mouth drops open; he didn’t realize she had noticed.

“Yeah! I noticed - you pilots have all the subtly of an elephant in a firework shop with its tail on fire! It’s one or the other, Bradley! We either forget what happened and we see other people, or we talk about what happened and go from there! There’s no in-between option where you get to be upset whenever I flirt with a man that’s not you! So what’s it gonna be? Are we moving on, or are we having a conversation?”

He can’t get words to come out. He knows what he wants, but he can’t speak.

“Well, Bradley?”

Say something, dumbass! She’s not going to wait forever.

She scoffs, rubbing her hands over her face. “I’m going to shower. If you’re still here when I’m done, we’ll talk. If you’re gone, well, then I have my answer.”

He’s frozen in her dining room, wincing back to reality at her bedroom door slamming shut. His phone is ringing before he realizes what he’s doing.

“Rooster? Everything okay?”

“I think I fucked up.” He runs a hand through his hair, messing it up even further. “We fought, man. She noticed I was watching her tonight and yelled at me for not letting her talk last week.”

“Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

“I’m in her living room.”

“You’re still there? She didn’t kick you out?”

“She said if I’m still here when she’s done showering, we’ll talk about everything.”

“You’re a fucking idiot, Bradley.” Bob’s eye-roll is audible on the other end. “Sit down and wait for her to finish showering so you can talk. If she wanted you to leave, she would have no problem sending you packing.”

“You think?”

“She was two seconds from throwing a wrench at my head last week, and I’m her favorite.”

“Well, I don’t know about favor-”

“I am. Now, sit down, shut up, and wait for her.”

The line clicks, and he decides to listen to the advice, depositing his wallet and keys on her entryway table before sitting on her couch. Sinking into the middle cushion, he thinks about the last time he’d been on this piece of furniture.

“You’re so hard.” He’s not sure why she’s surprised. She has to know she’s had him on the verge of an erection since she opened her door this morning.

“You’ve been pressed against me for two hours in these tiny little shorts with no bra on, and you smell good.” He shrugs, feeling sheepish as he explains what got him going.

“Bradley..” The way she says his name borders on a moan, and he can’t help the noise he makes when she pulls his hair.

If she does that again, I’m going to cum.

He grabs her ass and pulls her as close as he can, brushing his other hand up her thigh and boldly dipping into the leg of her pajama shorts, enjoying the scalloped edge of her panties. Their lips brush, and he’s about to move his hand to the gusset of her underwear - he needs to know how wet she is for him - when they’re interrupted.

Between reliving that moment and crafting his apology, he doesn’t hear the shower turn off or her footsteps coming down the hall, only noticing her when she sits in the chair furthest from him.

“I’m sorry-” They start to apologize at the same time.

“I’d like to go first if you don’t mind?” She requests, taking a deep breath when he nods in agreement. “I want to start by apologizing for the last month. It was wrong of me to kick you out that night and then ignore you for a month, and I wish I hadn’t done it.”

“Why did you?”

“Because I got scared. That night… I never do things like that. I never make the first move or act that bold. So the fact that I just climbed on your lap like that - without thinking about it or second-guessing myself - freaked me out. By the time I got Annie back to sleep, I had completely psyched myself out, and I was convinced you didn’t actually want me.”

“That’s- I- did I give any indication that I didn’t want you?” He sputters the question, unsure how she could think that.

“It’s nothing you did, Bradley. It’s all on me, my insecurities. Men rarely - if ever - have had the same… enthusiasm that you did. You were great; this is a me problem.”

“I don’t understand.” He leans forward, wanting to get closer without crossing the boundary she set with her seat choice. “If everything was so great, what went wrong?”

“I’m fat, Bradley.”

He sits up straight, shocked at her words. What does that have to do with anything?

“I’m sorry, I still don’t get what the problem is.”

“I know you don’t understand what it’s like to be a woman, but please believe me when I tell you it’s hard. People are constantly policing and judging your body. Men will just tell you what they think of your body, what they think is wrong with it - unprovoked. And it’s even worse when you’re fat.” She leans back, hugging a pillow to her chest. “I know you didn’t do any of that. But I’ve been fat since I was a kid, so I’ve heard it all for years. And not just men, but from family too. It’s hard to shake those experiences, to ignore the insecurities and just enjoy the moment.”

They sit in silence for a minute, Mary refusing to make eye contact while Bradley tries to figure out his next move.

“Can I come over there?”

The question surprises her, but she nods. His choice to kneel in front of her is another surprise; he can tell from her eyebrows reaching her hairline.

“I’m gonna take this, okay?” He gently tugs the pillow from her hands, tossing it on the couch so there’s nothing between them. When Bradley sees her shirt, his breath hitches in his throat.

She’s wearing his sweatshirt.

“Sorry,” she says shyly, noticing his stare. “I’ve been wearing it to bed; I promise I’ll wash it.”

And as much as he wants to linger in the revelation that she’s been sleeping in his clothes, he pushes through.

“Mary, I’m going to be very honest with you because I need you to understand how much I wanted you that night. Sitting there with you in my lap? That’s the hardest I’ve ever been; I think about it all the time. How warm and soft you were.” He slips his hands into hers. “And I know what you look like. I like the way you look. I like everything about you. Everything. Even the things you don’t like about yourself. You’re so gorgeous.”

He wipes her cheek, brushing a tear away.

“This past month hasn’t changed how I feel about you. I still want you. I’ve never not wanted you. I’ve had a crush on you since the moment Danielle dragged you through the front door of the Hard Deck.”

“Bradley…”

“Not done, still my turn.” He leans up, getting closer to her to get his point across. “I’m sorry I didn’t try harder to fix this sooner. I was trying to give you the space you wanted, but that was a mistake. After the first week, I should have told you how I was feeling, what I wanted.”

“What do you want now?” Her voice is tiny, and his heart breaks at how uncertain she sounds.

“Still you, honey. I know I said we should forget what happened, but I don’t want to forget. I want to do that again without getting interrupted this time. I want to take you out on a date. I want you. If you’ll have me.”

He watches Mary wrestle with her thoughts, her mouth opening and closing, not sure how to say what she’s thinking. “Just tell me, Mary, whatever it is. I want you to be honest with me.”

“I want that too. I want you. But I’m not sure if I’m ready for it right now.”

“What do you mean?”

“How long have you been flirting with me?” She nudges him back, scooting forward in her chair so her knees brush his chest.

He doesn’t understand the question but answers anyway, wrapping his hands around her legs, stroking his thumbs over her soft skin. “Since that night we met, I didn’t do too good of a job since you spent the evening playing darts with Jake, but that’s how long.”

“That was last January. You’ve been flirting with me for an entire calendar year. And I’m so oblivious that I didn’t even realize you were interested until you were grabbing my ass and moaning against my mouth.” She rubs her face. “So I just need some time to process this because I never thought this - us -could be an option.”

“Okay, how much time are you thinking? How do you want to do this?”

“I don’t know… there’s no free time. I’m gone this week, and next week is program review and prepping you guys for deployment. Then you’re in the middle of the ocean for two months.”

“Doesn’t really leave a lot of time for us, does it?” He jokes, squeezing her calves. “We’ll be back the first week of May. There’ll be a few days of debriefing, but then I’m on leave. Why don’t we grab dinner that Sunday? It can be as friends or as something more, whatever you want - whatever you’re ready for at that point. How does that sound?”

“You’re okay with waiting that long?”

“Mariella, it’s been a year, and nothing has changed since I saw you in that red dress. A few extra weeks where we’re just friends? That’s nothing if it means you’re comfortable.”

“I’m sorry I’m so bad at this.”

“Stop it. This isn’t all on you; I haven’t been the best either.” Bradley’s voice is firm, making sure she’s not placing the entire blame on herself. “We’ll work on it. We’re smart people; we can figure it out.”

“Thank you for being so understanding. I really am sorry about how I acted.”

“I’m sorry, too.”

Feeling lighter than they have in weeks, they look at each other and laugh when Mary yawns, her face scrunching up.

“Okay, honey, I think it’s time to get you to bed.” He stands, pulling her into a hug. “I’ll call you when you’re at Lemoore, okay? We’ll talk about our days, and you can complain about Harvard.”

“Why would I complain about Brigham?” She blinks up at him, her eyebrows creasing after a second. “Wait! Are you saying goodbye? You can’t drive home right now; it’s too late!”

He tries to argue but is cut off by her finger pointing at the clock, the two hands telling him it’s almost three in the morning. “Shit, I didn’t realize it was so late.”

“C’mon.” She pulls on his hand, leading him down the hall.

“What are we doing?”

“Going to bed?” She squeaks when he abruptly stops, tugging her off balance.

“Mary, I’m sleeping on the couch.”

Her face is baffled. “Bradley, you’re too tall; it won’t be comfortable. We can share my bed; we’re adults. We can handle it.”

His heart thumps. He wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with her, but he’s afraid of how his body might react to being next to her all night.

“Mary, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You won’t. I also want you to be comfortable, so if you don’t want to share, I’ll take the couch, and you take my bed.”

“But-”

“This is the whole communication thing we just talked about. Believe me when I say that sharing my king-sized bed with you for one night won’t make me uncomfortable.”

Bradley stares into her eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation. “Okay, lead the way then, Vertucci.”

It’s awkward for a moment in her bedroom, the two of them trying to navigate this new situation together. But after some blushing and a few stuttered words, they figure it out. He’s just finished brushing his teeth when they discover that Bradley’s preferred side of the bed matches hers.

“Two peas in a pod.” He jokes as he starts to climb into bed, heart fluttering at the bashful smile on her face.

“What are you doing?”

He freezes, covers pulled back with his knee raised. “Uhhh… getting into bed?”

“Not like that, you’re not.” His wide eyes must give away his confusion and panic because she continues. “Bradley, you are not climbing into my bed, which has nice fresh sheets, with those clothes you wore to the club. God knows what’s on those chairs we sat on.”

“So what am I supposed to do?”

“You are wearing underwear, right?” He nods, feeling baffled by how this night has progressed. “Then strip, you’re sleeping in your undies.”

Bradley stands there, looking at her snuggled under her quilt, bathed in the soft light of her nightstand lamp, and still wearing his name on her arm. Based on how serious she looks, he’s pretty sure she’s unaware of how flirty her words sound. If she was any other woman, he would make an effort to flirt back, try his best to be sexy as he undresses. Turn it into a striptease.

But it’s Mary, and they just got back to a good place.

So he undresses how he does when he’s alone. Unbuttoning his black shirt methodically, taking note of how her breath hitches when he pulls the tight material off, but not doing anything about it. If he has any control over their situation, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future to make her lose her breath.

He does allow himself to make eye contact while he undoes his jeans, unable to pass up the chance to watch her watch him. He sees her scan his body, can see the hunger in her eyes, can hear the small gulp when she sees the waistband of his underwear appear. He stays steady, folding the pants and draping them over his shirt before slipping under the covers, keeping a respectful distance between them.

“Gonna turn the light out?”

She blinks at him as she processes the question, her eyes hazy from the late hour, and he thinks about how he would love to have this view every night for the rest of his life. He watches as she rolls over, eyes slipping down to the skin that’s exposed when she leans to turn the lamp off. She ends up closer when she rolls back towards him; he can feel the heat of her body radiating towards him.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Mary’s voice is soft, like being too loud will ruin the small bubble they’ve created for themselves. “Do you like pancakes?”

The question makes him think of his mom, how she used to make pancakes on special occasions and sometimes just because it was Tuesday. He never makes them for himself.

“They’re my favorite. Do you make good pancakes?”

“I make the best pancakes.” He can’t see her face, but he can hear her smile. “Night, Bradley.”

He mummers good night back, enjoying the way the mattress moves as she gets comfortable. The scent of her shampoo drifts over him, resurrecting the question that he’d been asking himself for a month.

“Mary? Can I ask you a question?” His voice is quiet, scared to ruin things but needing to know the answer.

She hums, “What’s up?”

“That night. If we hadn’t gotten interrupted, what do you think would have happened?” It’s quiet. He can hear her hands playing with the edge of the sheet, fingers nervously folding and unfolding the cotton. “I’m sorry, you don’t have-”

“No, it’s okay, Bradley.” A hand brushes his chest, warm fingers ghosting over his skin in search of his hand. She continues once their fingers are intertwined. “If we hadn’t been interrupted, we would have had sex. We would’ve made out for a while, and then I would have ridden you right there on the chaise.”

“Fuck…”

She makes a small noise of agreement. “I don’t know about after, though, if we would have had a better go of things that we have. It might have been worse, I’m not sure.”

“Can’t change the past. I’m just glad we’re fixing things now.”

“Me too.” Mary presses a small kiss to the tip of his fingers, squeezing his hand before rolling over. “Good night, Bradley; sleep well.”

“Night, Mary.”

I think I’m falling in love with you.

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[obanzi]

hello! so I saw requests were open! can I get the reaction of the hashira boys when their shy s/o suddenly confesses to them? Thank u in advance

yeah mhm !! idk i just got in the mood to write this .

༄ Sudden Confession !

Summary ⤳ Hashira reacting to y/n’s sudden confession !!

TWS / Mentions ⤳ n/a

Featuring ⤳ hashira boys

Author’s Note ⤳ i had some trouble writing Uzui so forgive me :(

❥ Rengoku Kyojuro

You were Rengoku’s Tsugoku , now , it was a regular day of training . Alright so just to get some things clear .. you had a massive crush on rengoku ever since you first saw him !!

Anyways , you couldn’t hold back anymore . All you wanted was the Flame Hashira’s love . While during your break time , you just let loose without thinking twice ..

“Rengoku-san .. I know this is sudden but I like you !!”

Rengoku was caught off guard . BIG TIME — like , wtf ?? How did he not notice this .. he was redder than the devil !! Even so , rengoku answered even with his sweating face .

“I like you too Y/N - san !!”

❥ Iguro Obanai

You and Obanai were out on lunch with just finishing a mission , you both went to your favorite ramen shop !! Obanai loves the tea there while you love the ramen .

You and Obanai’s friendship was something that you both enjoyed every much and would hate for it to go somewhere else .. even if you both wanted to stay friends . The universe had different plans for you two ..

You were currently thinking about your feelings for Obanai while waiting for your ramen to arrive . Meanwhile , Obanai was deciding whether he should get black or green tea ..

Without thinking twice or even waiting for your ramen to arrive . You just spit it out .. “Iguro-San , I think .. I like you .” While covering your face with your hands .

That’s when Obanai went red , just like straight up red . It was so sudden that his mind went blank !! That lunch was a little awkward after .. but don’t worry . I’m sure things will turn out find :D

❥ Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi was your best friend , you two are a chaotic duo . While sanemi thought he never caught feelings , you on the other hand have . I mean , how could you not ? He might look scary to some but you think he looks handsome !! All you wanna do his kiss his scars and tell him how much you love him .

Alright so put that aside for now , you two were doing the Hashira training . You were asked to help with pounding training !! While sanemi was scolding some of the lower rank demon slayers , you were just looking at him . Not in a weird way .. like more in a “ur cute” look .

Once he was finished , he caught you looking . “What the fuck are you looking at ?” , he was honestly a bit confused . And without any thinking .. “You , you look cute .”

Both you froze . You had just figured out what you said and got extremely embarrassed and started covering your face . Meanwhile , Sanemi was .. he didn’t know what to think . Woah you like him ? You think he looks cute ? Is he cute ? What does this mean ? I thought we were just friends ? Yeah , a lot of questions in his head right now .. 

Although once you both sort it out , maybe something will happen . Who knows ? Just gotta throw your hints luv >:)

❥ Muichiro Tokito ( Aged Up )

You were Muichiro’s Tsugoku , as much as he is forgetful he is cute !! Is what you tell yourself most of the time . Even if he could never catch onto your hints , you still love him either way .

One day , you two were taking a break . With him laying down and you still sitting up , both of you were looking up at the clouds ! While you two were looking at the lovely clouds , you couldn’t help but notice mui’s adorable face !! Trying figure out what some clouds look like .

You couldn’t help but squeal out “you’re so cute mui-Kun !!” While holding both of your red cheeks . You honestly didn’t care if he heard or not .. you knew he was going to forget anyways .

... He didn’t . There was a small tint on pink on his cheeks but barely visible ! He actually liked you too although he wasn’t so sure of his whole romance thing so he waited and kept his feelings to himself .

Although with your small confession , he had some hope . At the end of the day .. he will confront you about this <3

❥ Himejima Gyomei

Alright so your friends with Genya !! Genya sees you as a mother to him . So basically you hang around gyomei and genya a lot — after staying around the two for most of your life , you had caught feelings for the big giant !!

After a few lunches with him , this became a normal for the both of you . So it was one of those lunches today — you were talking to gyomei about the lovely flowers you walked by before you got here .

“They were such a lovely pink ! Ah , I wish I could’ve taken them with me .” Is what you said while taking a bite into your rice bowl . After a few minutes of talking , you decided maybe it was time . Yeah , sure it was sudden but .. you loved him a lot and this is what you wanted to do .

“I’m not the best at confessing but .. gyomei-San , I love you a lot !” You said laughing while giving a cheeky smile . And you swear to GOD you saw a small tear out of gyomei’s eyes . You started to panic and ask if he’s okay !!

Gyomei was okay , just surprised . Someone like you .. can love someone like him ..? Although don’t worry .. I’m sure something will work out :)

❥ Uzui Tengen

Uzui already had 3 wives but who said he can’t have 4 ? Sure you and Uzui were still talking but maybe something could go on . Anyways , you had kinda a crush on Uzui . Although you were restraining yourself since he already had 3 wives .

Even so , you get along with his 3 wives a lot !! They all like you , they also knew you had a thing for Uzui . So it was a huge win - win . Maybe something could work out ..

One day , you and the girls were talking about these cute clothes at the market . Once that conversation died down a bit .. the girls asked you something that would completely get you off guard ..

“so y/n-chan .. do you have a crush !!?” Suma would ask you while the two other girls waited for an answer . You couldn’t decide if you should tell them or not .. you had no idea how they were gonna react . What should you do ??

Just as you were about to say something else , Uzui did a sneak attack on all of you — “boo !!” All of you ( expect Makio ) all jumped . “Hey girls !! Watcha talking about ~?”

“Oh nothing !! Just talking about how much i like youuu .....” that’s when you covered your face and got really embarrassed ... have fun luv .

❥ Giyuu Tomioka

Both you and Giyuu were pretty quiet . Although that didn’t stop you for catching feelings for the Water Pillar , he was quite handsome even if most people don’t like him . He’s also a great listener :D

There were many things that you loved about him . Although you kept that to yourself .. at least you tried too . One night , both you and Giyuu were out doing a night guard .

“The moon is nice today , too bad we have to keep watch .” You said looking up at the sky , enjoying the moonlight hitting your face .

You looked back at the small town before you looked at Giyuu and smiled . Oh , how he looked so cute focusing . You couldn’t help but blush and admire him !! Although , accidentally .. you said something that could maybe change a few things .

“Ah you’re so cute Giyuu-San ! I wish I could give you kiss —” .... yeah that might have been obvious . Literally Giyuu coughed and covered his face . I think he likes you too !!

© obanzi , do not copy or steal my work . And please don’t share my work on other media platforms ! Thank you .

[popcornpoppin]

hi.... horny anon here and i just read asking permission and am deceased

You looked at his back with bewildered eyes and when he turned around, meeting your gaze, he only shrugged before saying “Come on, we need to get ready for the meeting”.

this little-- the teasing-- 😫😫

leaving you horny and flustered

how did you know my name?? 🤨

Grabbing the door handle he paused before he slowly turned around, one hand still on the handle. His eyes were dark and stern as they bore into yours “If you so much as think of playing with yourself I'm not touching you for a week” and with that he fully opened the door and entered the bathroom before shutting the door behind him.

i- sir- that's too much stop SKSHSKNSKSBSIS

“We never finished what we started this morning darling” he rasped as a cocky smirk grew on his lips, knowing the effect his words had on you.

FUCKC YOUUU idk what is it with you and your exhibitionism ideas but they do something to me and make me question myself sometimes 😳

“Fuck that´s where my fingers belong -” he murmured into your ear, kissing your earlobe. “- riiiight there” he smirked, curling his fingers as he found your sweet spot; making you moan loudly.

i GASPED I GASPED

However you never got an answer as the door was suddenly pulled open, revealing Plutarch and Coin, with the rest of the team entering not long after.

WOWOWIWIWOOOOOIOOOOOOO that's hot

“Make me” you spat back, wanting to get back at him for how much he teased you earlier.

YN IS SO BRAVE I LOVE HER

“I want your eyes on me at all times baby” he explained before enveloping your clit with his mouth and picking up the pace with his fingers.

eye contact is hot im gonna cry

“N-no Finnick, no more, I´m too sensitive” your voice shook as you spoke and you anxiously eyed his every move. Finnick didn't answer you and made no comment on the action before moving your legs apart, his cock sliding against your thigh as he moved closer to you.

is that cnc i dont know but it does something to me and i am rethinking everything i know about myself

“Fuck, that´s it my love. A little faster for daddy now”

for- 😳 for da- 😳😳

You let your head fall back against the headboard, your eyes roll into your head in ecstasy

yes that's how i look like rn reading this

“You keep saying that honey but the sounds you´re making are telling me something completely different” he pointed out

as i said before.... hot...

“I know what you want, baby, better than anyone else - even yourself. I know you´ve got one more round in you..”

as i said before 😵🦋😵🦋 x2

“Are you too sore for round two?”

never 🥰😋

THAT WAS SO GOOD and it was your hottest fic i think 😭 and the blood?? idek how to comment that my mind short circuited somewhere in the middle of reading 😭

pls i’ve been excitedly expecting your incredible reactions💖😏

the teasing - what can i say i love when he riles her up. idk why but it annoys me more if it’s the girl teasing the guy (depends on the teasing but yeah🙈)

HORNY AND FLUSTERED ANON PLS💀✋

….i love assertive and very dominant finnick… he does indescribable things to me

THE EXHIBITIONISM LISTEN- idek like irl i could never but in fics >>>> (like i don’t want anyone seeing them but them doing it and no one else knowing, the risk of being caught>> them having to stay quiet and suppress moans>>>>) i’m glad my smut makes you question your kinks😌💖😁

PLEASE ITS SO- the power finnick has over us

oooh you like them interrupting huh? 😏

PLEASE I LOVE WHEN Y/N CHALLENGES THEM BACK AND ISN’T JUST WEAK AND SUPER SUBMISSIVE STRAIGHT AWAY

yesss it is and him pausing until she does as he says 😏

uuuuuhm well 😅 i honestly don’t know if it counts as cnc, that’s why i just add dubcon warnings but maybe i should add a cnc warning 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ it wasn’t my intention but i get how it reads that way YIKES

heh heh, i just had to slip that in there 😇 just like finnick slipped into y/n

oh i’m glad😌💗

him being in full control>>>

him being possessive and asserting his dominance bc someone else dared look at you>>>

PLS YOU AND @andvys HAVING THE SAME REACTION TO THE ENDING more like round 4 but whatevs finnick

THANK YOU OMG🥺💖 listen- blood is,,, there’s a reason i made a blood suggestion for call out my name 😏

[neo-ct23]

Hi! Can I request for the socialiste au! lowkey bratty Doyoung x upper class y/n? Thank youuu

Doyoung Socialite AU

Ok but why could I definitely see him being bratty

You’ve been friends since you were kids

Growing up in the city together, going to private school, you guys know everything about each other

And you know how he can be

Doyoung relies on his parents far too much

It makes him almost a bit of a suck up

But he’s an only child, so it works and his parents spoil him

One time you’re at a party taking place at a country club, but nobody’s actually inside the building.

You overheard him arguing with his girlfriend

She’s yelling at him for being too protective or something. You hear her say “I’m tired of it!! We’re done.”

Doyoung turns the corner and sees you standing there. He’s all like “let me guess, you heard everything?”

You just say “look Doyoung, I—” and he just interrupts you with “can we talk?”

“I know what ‘talking’ is code for with you. Absolutely not.” He rolls his eyes and tells you that for once he actually wants to have a conversation with someone.

You look around for a place that would be barren and head into the boathouse

The two of you sit there talking about his love life for about an hour

“Oh and one time I dated a girl who—” and you scoff

“What’s that about?” He scrunches his eyebrows together

“Do you ever stop talking about yourself? We’ve been sitting here for almost an hour and I’ve barely said a word. This entire time has been about you.”

“Wow, no wonder she broke up with me,” Doyoung says, expecting a pitiful response from you.

“Just shut up! Doyoung, sure you’ve got your flaws, but—” your mind starts to go blank as Doyoung’s eyes make his way to your lips.

There’s an awkward second of silence before your lips are on his. The two of you make out in the boathouse.

You’re both muttering things to each other in between kisses. There’s little “I’m sorry”s and “I’ve wanted to do this for so long”s.

Maybe a lil somethin somethin happened in there idk I’ll leave it up to your imagination 😉

At the end the two of you fix your clothes (or maybe put them back on hehe) and head back out to the party.

Thank goodness no one noticed

[marciaownsmylife]

Purly Hc - Health Class

* it’s not unknown that soda and darry aren’t too fond of curly being around ponyboy

* and ponyboy knows this, so after their parents’ death he stops hanging out with curly to make things easier them (mostly for soda)

* but then

* dun dun dun

* they get put in the same health class

* they don’t notice for the first semester (is that what they’re called?? idk i’m irish) bc curly doesn’t show up for class at all

* but then it’s sex ed week and ya know curly turns up to that, bc he’s not gonna miss the chance to ask as many absurd and rude questions as he can on those little slips of paper, the ones they give you for anonymous questions

* he probably brings his own so he can have more than one question tbh

* ponyboy sits in the back, like most of his classes, out of habit

* he does this bc most of his classes are filled with socs and he just wants to blend into the background to stay out of trouble

* but curly noticed him right way obv

* “baby curtis! u my partner to compare dicks with this class?!”

* ponyboys face is redder than cherry’s hair at that moment

* he scowls at him and tells him a quick shut up

* curly sits next to him and it doesn’t take long before the reckoning begins

* “hey, hey, hey, ponybutt, hey, do u think when vampire girls get their period they drink the blood?”

* “pony, what’s the difference between an asshole and a vagina hole”

* “dare u to ask ms smith if she enjoys sexual intercourse”

* “ms smith! ponyboy has a question for you!”

* ponyboy barely makes it through the class without slamming curlys head into his desk

* he’s so mad at curlys antics that by the time the bell rings he just stomps out the class before curly can even get up

* but it’s too late, curly knows that they share that class so he shows up to every single one for the rest of the year

* at first he drove ponyboy crazy, but then one class curly learned that if he whispered (or as quiet as his voice can go bc we all know this boy can’t whisper) his comedic genius to ponyboy instead of shouting it to whole class, that ponyboy will giggle and respond with a joke of his own

* curly honestly forgot how funny ponyboy could be when he spoke his mind, since he was so quiet usually.

* most of the time ponyboys quiet remarks had curly sent out of the class for laughing

* ponyboy wont admit it but health class soon became his favourite class

* at the end of the semester the teachers realized it was the only class curly attended so they started putting curly in more of ponyboys classes

* he distracted ponyboy but ponyboy was having fun so he didn’t let his grades slip or let on to darry or soda bc he knew they would do something about it to change their classes

* they become really close and one day curlys like

* “why’d u stop hanging out with man i missed u”

* “darry and soda didn’t like it, they still wouldn’t, but they don’t know”

* after this they start to have like rlly deep conversations aswell as their usually joking around

* like the type you have at 3am at the sleepover deep

* “where do u think u go when u die?”

* “do u believe in ghosts”

* “do u think it’s true jenny got breast implants”

* the last one was curly

* they talked about it for 20 mins

* curly actually started getting okay grades too bc he and ponyboy always paired up for projects and shit

* around the time after christmas break ponyboy starts to develop a crush

* but u already know he doesn’t know what the feeling is for another two months

* curlys always liked ponyboy from afar before this and even more now they have started sharing more classes

* after ponyboy realizes his crush he goes back to being quiet around curly for about a week

* “ponyboy what the fuck why are u being all mime this week”

* he tries to go back to how he usually is but he gets blushy and flustered if curly jokingly flirts with him or he gets jealous if they talked about some girl

* curly notices but he convinces himself he’s overthinking and there’s no way ponyboy had a crush on him

* but it’s curly

* so he flirted more anyway

* and ponyboy was getting more comfortable again so one time he flirted back

* curly was so taken a back that he didn’t speak for the rest of class

* curly doesn’t really blush bc of his complexion but ponyboy could tell he got flustered but the way he bit his lip and started fidgeting with his pen

* after this ponyboy gets the idea of the possibility curly could like him too

* but they’re both so stupid that they dance around eachother for weeks, flirting back and forth and refusing to believe that they could like each other back

* then it happens

* ponyboy is running track one day by himself bc practice got cancelled for some reason and curlys walking out of detention late so he starts to head over

* then he sees the sight that is ponyboy sweating and exhausted and he’s like ohhhh mama

* immediately flustered

* so he sets out to even the score he has in his head (he’s so competitive he’ll make up competitions in his mind) and goes to fluster ponyboy too

* but ponyboy doesn’t see him yet to he head into the changing room

* curlys like shit i have to get him now or i’ll see him half naked and i’ll never win

* ofc he doesn’t consider waiting until pony’s done bc who do u think he is?? curly waits for nothing

* he rushes in and scares the living daylights out of ponyboy

* like this boy jumped like so far curly thought of suggesting he started jumping hurdles

* he also screamed like a girl

* so ye curly flustered him but not in the way he intended to

* “cUrLy wHaT tHe fUcK iS wRoNg WiTh yOu?!”

* curlys still recovering from laughing

* when he calms down he feels bad

* “i’m sorry ponybabes will u ever forgive me” 🥺🥺🥺

* ponyboy is legally not allowed to stay mad at curly sheperd for longer than five minutes if curlys gives him puppy dog eyes (they’ve got nothing on johnnys eyes tho let’s be real)

* pony sighs and has a “fuck it why not” moment and kisses curlys cheek

* “ur forgiven,”

* after his metal glitch curly very quickly accepts defeat in his mental competition

* hA ye right

* no he doesn’t

* tim taught him that sheperds never accept defeat, whether ponyboy knew about the competition or not, curly was not losing

* and that’s how they had their first kiss

and that’s it for today folks, my last jally hc got more notes than i’ve ever gotten lmao i’m bad at interacting with people but i love every single person who likes my shit so thank youuu

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warnings: none, just fluff?? this one is kinda big oopsie, this isn't reviewed bc im lazy, english is not my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistakes!

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I ship you with... Harry Potter!

you and Harry have quite a taste for getting in trouble

not really getting in trouble, just going on adventures and ending up getting in trouble

its as if you two had a magnetic for trouble inside of you

and that was how you actually met

you grew up hearing about the boy who lived

and how he defeated you-know-who when he was just a one year old baby

and how he brought peace and safety to the wizard world

it was impossible not to know who Harry Potter was

in your first year, the only thing you could hear about on the train were rumors that Harry was entering Hogwarts this year

and everyone was like mERLIN'S BEARD!!! ITS HARRY POTTER!!

and a lot of people were not so discretely pointing at the dark haired boy

or better, at his scar

the oh so famous scar

and you could cleary see how uncomfortable he was with all the sudden attention he was getting

so you decided to let him breath instead of observe his every more just like almost everyone was doing

anyways

you got sorted into Gryffindor!!

and you were so happy bc almost your whole family was from that house

and it was just so exciting!!!

Harry was a Gryffindor too and although you were housemates, you didn't really talk to each other

though you always knew what happened to him bc the news at Hogwarts spread faster than anything

ok so you officially met each other in potions detention:D

you didn't really do anything but Snape just doesn't like Gryffindors

or kids

or people in general

so you had to go to the dungeons after dinner

and when you entered the classroom, you actually thought you were in a regular class bc there were a lot of students?????

you recognized some familiar faces like Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, the Weasley Twins, Lee Jordan and Harry Potter and two Ravenclaw girls

you suppressed a laugh when you walked past Snape and saw his expression

and then you sat down on the only available place: right by Harry's side

you two made some small talks every now and then and quietly laughed at Snape

and after that night you two became friends :D

the next morning when you were having breakfast at the Great Hall

Harry shyly approached you and you two started talking

qne then he introduced you to his best friends: Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger

you befriended them too yay

okay

so you and Harry always hang out together sometimes

and after a year or two of you two just spending time together

Harry started realising that his feelings for you weren't platonic anymore, he saw you as 'something else'

and he got really awkward (yeah, more than he already is)

and you immediately noticed it bc like???? the boy could barely stay in the same room as you without looking like a tomato and saying the most random things ever???

and you tried to convince yourself it was just something random like puberty idk

because you may or may not had feelings for the awkward boy too

but you didn't want to think about it because you didn't want to feed your hopes bc c'mon

it's Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the youngest seeker of the century

why would he want someone like you?

bc you're amazing and you're the sweetest and a fantastic person who deserves all the love in the world pls don't doubt yourself

and Ron and Mione were so done with you and Harry being so oblivious

so they set up a plan to get you two to confess to each other

it worked and you're now dating :D

Harry always supports you, no matter what

but he wouldn't want you to get involved in the adventures he gets himself into bc they're too dangerous and he would never want you to get hurt especially bc of him :(

he loves it when you read to him while you cuddle in the common room (hes the small spoon and thats it thats a canon)

he also adores to watch you play guitar because omg you're amazing

he always listens to whatever you're talkinf about with a silly smile on his face

because you talk about it with such admiration and with such a beautiful, wide smile that it makes his heart beat like crazy

he's very shy and whenever you held his hand or kissed his cheeks/lips he would be like ohmygODSJDBDOSJDJSKSHDKDLSJDKD inside

which is adorable :((

this little bean is head over heels for you

you two always go on adventures together

and sometimes walk around the castle at night just to have some fun

Filch once almost caught you two lol

and you are the cutest couple in Hogwarts

ugh Harry is so sweet

this got enormous????? sorry kzkdjdkdk

~

I ship you with... James Potter!

you and James boy are the Hogwarts' troublemaker couple™

and everyone knows you two

because you and the boys are always pulling pranks and getting detention

Filch hates you lol

ok so you two actually went on your first because of a sily bet you made to see who pulled the best prank:

if you won, he would do all your homework for a few weeks

and if he won, you'd go on a date with him

guess who won :D

you accepted it as a joke

not really expecting it to turn into something else

but turns out you had a great time together!!

it was a Hogsmead trip so you went to almost every shop there

and he bought you a lot of candies despite you telling him he didn't need to

anyways

after that date, you both agreed on going out together more times

just to see what could happen

and it went perfectly fine

so you started dating :D

you are the cheesiest couple Hogwarts has ever seen

he loves pda

he's always holding your hand, hugging you or kissing you

no matter where you are

James is a very sweet and caring boyfriend

and he always supports you and your decisions

and he would never

i said never

pressure you to do something you don't want to or that you're uncomfortable with

he's a gentleman and wants you to be comfortable around him

you and the boys always hang out together bc you are besties™

you and James use his invisibility cloak to sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night

or to go to the Astronomy Tower for a midnight date

you're always cheering for him during quiddich games

and you proudly scream at everyone around you that that boy with messy dark hair amd wearing glasses flying right up there was you boyfriend

because you're so proud of him:(

he loves it when you read to him

because your voice is so angelic and every word that leaves your mouth is like a song to him

he loves it when you play guitar because you're so talented and he thinks you're so perfect

and he's so in love with you

he'd do anything to make sure you're happy and alright

and he always makes sure that you're getting the right amount of food and sleep that you need

he always tells you jokes because you laugh so hard at them

and your laugh is the most beautiful and precious thing he's ever witnessed

James would do anything for you

i'm not even joking

the little shit would throw himself from the Astronomy tower if you ever asked him to

he gladly never did it because you're not crazy to tell the kid to literally kill himself right plis dont do it

anywAys

James Potter is the best boyfriend someone could ask for

change my mind about it💅

i think I'll stop here

it got way much shorter than Harry's bc i got a little too excited while writing it but yeah whatever jsjskdjdkd

[connordavidscamera]

What about one where you and connor compare hands sizes and he dies of cuteness and Sam’s like Can you two please get a room? Or something like that (sorry for bad english!! It’s not my main language) 😗✌🏻🥰 thank youuu

Sorry this too so long, love! And your english is amazing, don’t even worry about that! I hope this is kinda what you wanted, I think I started going somewhere else with it in the beginning, but I found my way back lol

A/n: WE ALL KNOW I AM A SLUT FOR CONNOR’S HANDS AND THIS ASK ACTUALLY SENT ME BECAUSE COMPARING HAND SIZES?!?!?! IF THAT ISN’T MY BRAND (when I’m soft) IDK WHAT IS!

Word Count: 670

***

Going out with the guys sounded like a fun idea this morning. Until Connor and I both remembered thirty minutes into our day that being with them is exhausting. It also gives us no time to just sit and love on each other like we usually would on any other Saturday afternoon. Not to say that the beach isn’t fun, and we’re eating good food and just genuinely enjoying this time with our friends.

But every time we get closer to each other – whether it be just a brush of our hands or a soft peck on the lips, all eyes are on us. Some of the guys are gagging, others praising Connor, telling him to “get it.” It’s all harmless, so we ignore it. Although, somehow ignoring it translates to neglecting to give each other any form of touch. And it’s a struggle, let me tell you that.

I don’t think I’ve ever noticed how much we depend on touch to feel or be close. It’s always in those absentminded touches that we feel most comfortable with one another. I think we stopped, not because the joking bothered us, but because we didn’t want to make the guys uncomfortable. Or at least, I didn’t. I really don’t think Connor minded at all. The teasing or doing it in front of the guys. Sometimes he would do it just because he could, because he knew they were all watching.

But today there wasn’t much touch, not that there was time because Connor was running around with Sam most of the time, filming and taking photos. I sat near the shore of the beach that we somehow ended up at while they continued filming as the sun started setting over the horizon. “There you are, pretty girl.” He says, sitting down next to me and nudging my shoulder with his. “What are you doing over here all by your lonesome?”

I shrug, “Just wanted to listen to the ocean.”

“Well, do you mind a little bit of company?”

“Always want your company, handsome.”

“Can I hold you?” he asks after a couple minutes of watching the water together. I look behind us and see that the boys aren’t paying us any mind. I take advantage of that and nod.

“Yes,” I say, already moving so that I can sit between his legs.

We both hum in content once I’m situated against him. “God, I missed you today.”

“Connor,” I scold, even though I missed him too.

“No, I’m serious. Didn’t get to touch you all day.”

I take his hand from around my waist and rest it, palm up on my thigh before placing my hand over his. Not tangling our fingers just yet. I simply stare at our hands and I can’t help the light laugh that escapes.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” I shake my head. “I was just thinking about how different in size our hands are. Your middle finger has like half an inch on mine. It’s cute.”

“Let me see,” he leans forward a little, pushing me forward with him. “Hmm… it seems that I do. However, I find it even more fascinating that even though you have such tiny hands compared to mine,” he locks our fingers together. “They still fit in mine like the perfect puzzle piece.”

“Con,” I whine because that is too cute, even for this sappy boy that I am lucky enough to call my boyfriend. I turn just slightly in his touch, enough to see his pretty face.

“I mean it,” he mumbles, kissing over the delicate skin of my knuckles, his eyes never leaving my face. “Here, let me prove it, give me your other hand.”

I refuse, playfully. Which only results in him poking my side until I concede. And just as I’m placing my other hand in his we hear it from Sam.

“Get a room!”

I roll my eyes and Connor scoffs, “You heard the man. Let’s get out of here. My bed is calling your name.”

[jon-astronaut]

Oh my god GIOVANNI AND EVA REUNITED🥳 quickly telling you I absolutely love your version of their reunion, the way you write ia so beautiful ❤ idk if you would want to write a short fic again but this is my prompt: so after the s*x at the bridge and Eva falling asleep and Gio reading the letter, what happens? How does Gio wake her up? To which house they go? Do they have a conversation?

First of all, I am still not over the fact that we got that endgame! and the way it ended with the two of them, as the ones bringing the group together - just beautiful. The letter made me cry so much... And thank youuu! I do think Skamit’s version of course was more beautiful (minus the s*x on the bridge maybe ahahah)

I would definitely want to write this prompt, actually I have been thinking about it so thanks for the request!! Hope you’ll like it!!!! I am so happy to be now writing for them now that they are cannocially back!

Eva woke up before the sun was about to come up. She started shifting in Gio’s arms and Gio looked down at her with a sweet smile. How much he missed this, how Eva rubbed her eyes with a big yawn as she was waking up.

“Good morning.” Gio said softly stroking her hair.

She straightened up with a tiny smile on her face, looking around as if she was trying to figure out where they were. A part of her truly was because she couldn’t actually believe what had happened.

“What time is it?” Eva asked now sitting up, facing Giovanni.

Gio took out his phone with a big smile, remembering the letter he read on it.

“Almost five.” Gio replied looking at Eva again.

She had been sleeping for some hours now. Great, Eva thought and even out on a bridge and in Gio’s arms - okay, that was the good part and the part she missed so much. It always felt so right to wake up in his arms.

“I read your letter.” Gio said with a tiny smile carefully looking at Eva’s eyes, trying to catch her reaction.

“And?” Eva asked with a little shy, a little proud smile.

“You definitely write better than me.” Gio admitted with a little laugh.

He was always so realistic and all his points birthed counter arguments. When he read Eva’s full-of-hope letter he just couldn’t find a thing to say. It somehow summarized everything they have been through in the past five years. And he was a changed man, you know, he left his little rude, unfair comments in the past.

“42.721 hours.” Gio continued with raised eyebrows.

“Add a few more to that now.” Eva replied chuckling.

Gio took in a deep breath through his smile. He reached and started stroking a piece of Eva’s hair again - something he had been waiting to do again for the past two years.

“I thought the same thing at Silvia’s birthday.” Gio said softly, with his eyes shining. “You know, my plan about the hide and seek.” He continued with a smug smile. “I looked over and you were sitting with Sana. I remembered how Marti and Nicco met at the Osvaldo meeting, the one Marti went to because Sana made him. Marti and Sana wouldn’t know each other if it wasn’t for us. And maybe Marti and Nicco would have met somewhere else…” Gio trailed off with a shrug. 

“But maybe they wouldn't.” Eva completed with a smile, her head tilted.

It was nice to know that they made the same connection in their minds. That they started the foundation for everyone around them, the girls and the boys, and Marti and Nicco, and Silvia and Luca. It made it easier for her to embrace her past mistakes.  

“Butterfly effect or ripple effect.” Gio said smiling. “At least something good came out of our mess, my mistakes.”

���Yeah.” Eva said looking down pulling her head a little away, her hair out of reach from Gio’s hands now.

She did think about the same thing. Still, after what she had been wanting for the past three months (and maybe even longer than that) happened she didn’t like to be reminded of their old bad times.

“Eva.” Gio said in that tone that only forced her to look up. “Let’s break that fucking roof.” Gio said his lips curling into a cheesy smile.

Eva’s letter made him relive everything. Their whole journey, everything good and bad and in between, their friends’ journeys, everything they went through. And from the other side all of them came out in one piece (Marti’s nose got a few blows but yeah). Gio might have been logical in his advices but he was always a little cynical about life. Things were worth a try though, especially if he was going to have Eva by his side.

This time it was Eva’s turn to gave out a relaxed breath through her smile. She leaned in, going for a kiss. It was a small, sloppy one. They already kinda did enough of kissing and everything else to make up for at least the past one year and they had a lot more time to make up for the rest.

“Maybe we should go somewhere else.” Eva suggested with a laugh.

Gio kinda went with the excitement and the anxiousness of that first kiss and both of them, following each other, lost count of the fact that they were on the middle of the bridge when they did the other stuff.

He got up and dusted of his pants. Then, reached his hands for Eva to hold and pulled her up. In a second she was up too, still the biggest smile on her face.

“Yours or mine?” Eva asked with big eyes like the million other times she asked this. She already knew the answer.

“My dad would kill me for getting home at five in the morning.” Gio said with a teethy grin and Eva smiled. “It’s always more fun to sneak into yours.”

Sneaking in to Eva’s was truly fun for both of them but Gio having to climb down wasn’t the most fun for him but sometimes it was a price he had to pay.

Because it was the middle of the night/early morning and because Gio was the perfect gentleman now (whatever it was, it was true that his relationship with Sofia taught him a lot), he pulled off his jacket and dropped it over Eva’s shoulder.

Eva laughed shaking her head and looked up at Gio.

“I am not that cold but now you are definitely going to get cold.” Eva said rolling her eyes slightly.

Not that Gio wouldn’t do this before but Eva spent a lot of time watching Sofia walk out of parties wearing his jacket, wishing she was in her place. So, she held on tight to Gio’s jacket now.

“Whatever, I am going to get my sweatshirt back anyway.” Gio said with a small shrug, his smile reaching to his eyes.

“Don’t be so sure. I might choose to hold onto it.” Eva said looking up to him once again, smirking.

Gio just laughed a little, looked down and back at Eva again. Their eyes met for a second and Gio just nodded, like a couple hours ago when she told him she kept wanting to write to him. The look and the nod said ‘hold onto it’ but it was about more than just a sweatshirt.

He grabbed Eva’s hand, they locked their fingers and they just kept walking through the mostly silent streets. Gio had a lot of new sweatshirts at home waiting to be worn by Eva.

[rivengard]

1-60!

1. selfie I'm not sure if I posted this one but fuck it lool

2. what would you name your future kids? something Elvish for sure

3. do you miss anyone? nahh

4. what are you looking forward to? my erasmus programme

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile? idk not always

6. is it hard for you to get over someone? it's not, I'm actually really good at controlling my feelings and such

7. what was your life like last year? i was a bit unhappy bc of my choices in life but I also had good times, good relationships, ups and downs like the usual..

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed? oh boy hell yea I did

9. who did you last see in person? couple of friends

10. are you good at hiding your feelings? lol yea

11. are you listening to music right now? no

12. what is something you want right now? we ain't going there mate xD joking aside it would be nice to have someone to talk, hangout all night and make out

13. how do you feel right now? I feel pretty emotional due to the finale of oitnb

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you? two days ago

15. personality description umm a self-destructive bitch, realistic enough to believe in fantasy worlds, sarcastic and full of stupid puns I'd say (I have a good sense of humour I swear)

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t? I mean yeah, like everyone at some point

17. opinion on insecurities. OH I HAVE MANY WHERE SHOULD I BEGIN..to be honest everyone has them, we should either accept them or make a change if there's an option and if it'll make us feel better in the end

18. do you miss how thing were a year ago? not at all

19. have you ever been to New York? noO I WISH

20. what is your favourite song at the moment? I can't choose just one :( there are too many

21. age and birthday? I'll be 20 on Nov. 11

22. description of crush. I don't have one :(

23. fear(s) not achieving anything, ending up all alone and also FUCK clowns

24. height 5'7 or 5'8

25. role model I don't think I have one..

26. idol(s) idk

27. things i hate racist people, abusers in any kind, my relatives, the country I live in, being broke...

28. i’ll love you if… you buy me swords, ohh and make me laugh lots

29. favourite film(s) lotr, the great gatsby, the wolf of the wall street, the departed, pride and prejudice, hobbit, leòn the professional, django, colette, spider-man into the spiderverse, coraline, a nightmare on elm street...I have too many ffs

30. favourite tv show(s) black sails, sense8, sherlock, good omens, lost, b99, poldark..

31. 3 random facts I recently quit my job due to health issues, I started rewatching Doctor Who and I love Leonardo DiCaprio a lot

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?equal

33. something you want to learn lots of languages tbh

34. most embarrassing moment Idk I can't think anything

35. favourite subject art, english and literature related

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill? graduating from uni, moving abroad and be covered in tattoos

37. favourite actor/actress Leonardo DiCaprio, Benedict Cumberbatch, Johnny Depp, Jack Nicholson, Michael B. Jordan, Lily Collins, Keira Knightley..

38. favourite comedian(s) Ricky Gervais and Stephen Colbert

39. favourite sport(s) basketball and working out in general

40. favourite memory this would take a long ass time to write tbh

41. relationship status single

42. favourite book(s) the silmarillion, lotr, fahrenheit 451 and currently reading the great gatsby I'm pretty sure this will be one of my faves too

43. favourite song ever I CAN'T CHOOSE

44. age you get mistaken for 12 lol jk most ppl tell me I look younger

45. how you found out about your idol I didn't I guess

46. what my last text message says "lmao same"

47. turn ons it's 4.46am and my brain stopped functioning idk, neck kissing, being kind, good humour, loving lotr, kinkyness...

48. turn offs rude assholes..

49. where i want to be right now ENGLAND

50. favourite picture of your idol I really should choose an idol right..okay let's say it's Leo

51. starsign horny one lol (if that's not clear enough it's scorpio)

52. something i’m talented at I used to think I'm talented at drawing but now idk

53. 5 things that make me happy My cat loki, finally being able to workout properly after injury, making playlists and listening to them, shopping (shocking because I'm broke yet I insist on being a stupid hoe) and hanging out w my best friend

54. something thats worrying me at the moment how am I suppose to wake up and go to gym, I can't sleep n it's basically 5am so...

55. tumblr friends @celiacelestial @wonderinghobbit @all-together-run-for-cover @asylumsammet @kingsmill and you! (i most likely forgot lots of ppl I'M SORRY YOU GUYS)

56. favourite food(s) zucchini noodles, baked mushrooms, pizza and spicy foods in general I guess

57. favourite animal(s) cats, dogs, rabbits, wolves..I love em all tbh

58. description of my best friend she's an actual hobbit, cutest bean, would kill for Freddie Mercury and Benedict Cumberbatch, stans way too many shit which makes our conversations even more enjoyable, a great listener and she has a great sense of humour lol

59. why i joined tumblr about 7 years ago I heard it from my cousin and was curious about it lmao thank god it helped me improve my English, humor, variety of interests...as well as making me spend countless hours of reblogging :::))))

Thank youuu!💕

[sportanime-maniac]

Can you do a scenario of Tsukki, Bokuto, Akaashi and Ushijima when his gf and her bff have their language and inside jokes? Like her bff said somethink like "Excuse me waiter, there's a hair in my cake" or "The cap drops straight onto the jar" her gf and bff are crying and snorting but he don't understand nothing? Sorry if this is confusing also sorry if I write something wrong Polish is my first language :) Have great weekend

Firstly you’re writing is amazing for English not being your first language. Secondly, you have an awesome week! And thirdly, THANK YOUUU ❤💙

Tsukishima

For some reason, he thought it was a good idea to accompany ____ and her best friend out for a meal. How very wrong he had been. They got to they cafe and sat down. Tsukishima could hear the two girls talking but couldn’t understand a word they were talking so fast. He sighed and pulled out his phone to pass the time, before a waitress came.“Hello, please can I have the fish jar?” Yukiko asked. (I made this up idk, but I imagine it to be a rainbow in a jar. So different types of fish in layers with vegetables etc).“Certainly,”“Could I have the lasagne please? Nothing quite as eccentric as Yuki here,” she teased her friend.“Yes of course,”“Just some strawberry cheesecake please,” Tsukishima requested. When the waitress walked away, the two girls just burst out laughing and glancing at each other.“What did I miss?” Tsukishima asked, with his usual bored look.“Kei, you’re amazing!”___ cried with laughter, just as Yukiko snorted.“Uh, can you stop? You’re attracting attention,” he asked them. They stopped laughing so hard but their bodies were shaking so hard from the laughter that it was evident something was still funny.“Can you at least tell me what’s so funny so I don’t look stupid and gormless here?” he almost hissed at ___. She sobered up quite quickly after that.“Sorry Kei. It was an inside joke from when we were kids. We uh, we had nicknames for people we did and didn’t like, so when these trivial things come up in conversation, all he’ll breaks loose. But the person named Strawberry Cheesecake…” she took a breath to stop from laughing “…was someone who neither of us will get over the stupidity of,” she explained.“Well it wasn’t really their stupidity. More like they tried too hard - as in they tried too hard to play the class clown, and failed miserably. At the time it was the most hilarious thing we could think of,” Yukiko explained further. Tsukishima nodded, still a little unsure. He could have sworn they were acting high or drunk.Shortly afterwards, their food arrived. Yukon took the lid off her fish jar, and nudged ___.“Hey…” she said, And dropped the lid onto the jar, not from too far away. It landed and they broke into fits of giggles again. ___ started choking a little on her food, which only increased Yukiko’s entertainment. She was almost crying. Tsukishima gave his girlfriend some water and she calmed down, sighing and holding her stomach.“You two are impossible!” Tsukishima exclaimed, exasperated at their behaviour.“Sorry…” they apologised like chastised children before ___ spoke.“Say, Kei, is that hair in your cake?“she asked with a straight face. Yukiko disappeared from view, falling off the seat. ___ had a very good poker face, and so restrained from laughing, but Tsukishima wasn’t buying it."Alright I’m never coming out with the two of you ever again. Your mental age decreases about 20 years, and you arent even 20 yet!”

Bokuto

“Kou-chaannnn!!!” Yukiko called, waving him and his girlfriend ___ over. The two girls hugged and grinned at each other. Bokuto had never been out with the girls before, and he wasn’t sure what it entailed, but there was no practice on, Akaashi and Kuroo were busy, so what else was there to do.“Are you coming Koutarou?” ___ asked, holding her hand out. He latched onto it and a large grin appeared in his face. He loved holding hands with his ___. They went into a few shops, before spending a longer time in a clothes shop. Bokutos wasn’t really paying attention. He was in his own world. Or least he was until ___ almost doubled over from laughing. He looked between her and Yukiko, trying to see what was so funny, but coming up with nothing. Yukiko had a dress and a suit round her neck with the coat hanger (you know, wjem you try something for length and put it round your neck without actually trying it on?), with one on either side. When they didn’t stop laughing, he started to feel Emo Bo coming out, but he didn’t want to ruin his girlfriend’s day out with her best friend, so he managed to suppress it.“___…?” he asked, looking at her with utter confusion. She smiled at him and took hold of his hand again.“Sorry Koutarou, it’s just and inside joke me and Yuki-chan have. You don’t need to worry,” she told him, ruffling his hair with her other hand. Just from that simple action, Bokuto’s emo side dissolved away, being replaced with adoration for the female in front of him.

When they got home at the end of the day, Bokuto whined and begged ___ to tell him all her inside jokes with Yukiko so he didnt feel as left out next time.

Akaashi

Akaashi’s girlfriend, ___, and her best friend were having a movie day in, and since he had nothing better to do, he decided to join them. They first watched a film called Eragon (I RATE THIS BOOK SERIES NOT THE FILM) and it went by fairly smoothly.“Well, I guess as a warm up film it was ok, but the books are still a million times better,” Yukiko, ___’s best friend judged, shrugging.“I totally agree,” ___ nodded.“So do you want to do a Lord of the rings binge or a Harry Potter binge?” Yukiko asked, indicating like an air hostess. Akaashi had never seen his girlfriend go from serious to crying with laughter so quickly. Sure, he was happy she was laughing but BOY WAS HE LOST. Instead of voicing his confusion, he stood up and started walking to the kitchen.“Do you want some popcorn?” he asked, and ___ squealed.“YES PLEASE!! LOVE YOUU!!” she called and Akaashi nodded. This was normal. ___ liked to voice her love, while Akaashi struggled to show emotion, so only did so when they were alone and at the right time. It worked for them and they had been going out for more than a year now.

When the Fukurodani setter entered back into the room, he identified the hobbit being played. All the dwarves had just started singing Misty Mountains. He put the popcorn down and kissed his girlfriend quickly. She grinned and glanced at him, smiling, before looking back to the TV.Soon enough, Bilbo was running out his house with the contract and running through the Shire.“I’m going on an adventure!!” both ___ and Yukiko quoted and burst out laughing again, both thinking of the same incident a few years ago. Akaashi let out a sigh. He had a feeling something like this may happen.“___, if you’re going to be laughing, could you explain what it is you’re laughing at, so i don’t feel so clueless?” he asked. She apologised profusely.“I’m sorry Keiji. I will do,” she smiled, grateful to have a boyfriend who spoke his mind so clearly.

Ushijima

He had just finished in the volleyball club at school, and had decided to spend some much needed time with ___, his girlfriend. She had been patient and let him practice as much as he wanted over the past three months, for which he was truly grateful.The captain walked over to her apartment and heard laughing from inside. Frowning, he knocked on the door.“Stop it!! Someone’s at the door,” he heard her laugh, before scurrying to the door, opening it.“Wakatoshi? What’s wrong?” she asked.“Who else is here?” he asked. She blinked.“Just me and Yukiko,” she said. He sighed. They were having a tickle fight. Of course. See the relationship Ushijima was in was unorthadox to say the least. ___ was happy, smiley and HYPER almost all of the time, while Ushijima…well, he wasnt.“What are you going to do?” he asked. She shrugged.“We hadn’t decided. She just arrived,” ___ replied. They walked through to where Yukiko was sprawled over the sofa.“Hello Ushijima-san,” she greeted. The two of them never got past the formalities, since Ushijima was too intimidating, and they didn’t really spend much time around each other.“Yukiko-san,” he returned the greeting.“So shall we go out somewhere?” ___ asked, a little sad that they were being so formal.“Sure,” they both said simultaneously. Yukiko grinned and ___ bit her tongue, cheeks straining against the smile.“Okay…so where to?” she asked.“The beach?” Ushijima suggested. Yukiko gasped.“No way! Do you see any ready bikini bods round here?” Yukiko asked, dramatic. ___ once again coughed to cover up her laugh.“Maybe not the beach in the middle of winter Wakatoshi?” she suggested. He blinked.“Oh yeah I lost 3 months to volleyball,” he muttered to himself. The two girls couldn’t hold it back anymore, and burst out laughing. The male looked at them incredulously…well, to the experienced eye his expression shifted microscopically.“___?” he asked. She looked at him, her eyes filled with joy and amusement. “Why are you laughing?” he asked.“Its just…something me and Yuki saw a few years ago, And it’s been an inside joke since. About the beach. She reminded me of it, sorry!” ___ cried. He just shook his head and walked into the kitchen.

[icyhobi]

YOU ARE AN AMAZING PERSON AND YOU HAVE AMAZING PEOPLE AROUND YOU!! HAVE A GOOD DAY AHEAD AND I HOPE YOU EAT A LOT THAT IS ALL 💓

Thank you so much! And btw everyone, i’ll be answering all the asks i have in my inbox rn, since i don’t wanna let it pile up even more. So beware, this is a long ass post! (and idk if it will show up on mobile properly :(

fullydecaffeinateddinosaur said:AHHHHHH I love Forgotten, I hope you’ll make a part two (but if you don’t that’s okay). DONT LET THE HATERS BRING YOU DOWN!!! You’re an amazing writer.

thank you so much for liking it!

Anonymous said:Don’t stop writing! I think that a non was just jealous and if that persone doesn’t like smut well she don’t have to read them! Don’t let anyone to drag you down because I love your stories! 😘

lool dw, i definately won’t stop writing!

Anonymous said:PLEASE MAKE A PART TWO TO FORGOTTEN 😭😭😭😭

umm, i’m still deciding if i should or not… i just, idk...

Anonymous said:DAMN. FORGOTTEN GOT ME FUCKED UP. YOU ARE DEFINITELY MY FAVORITE WRITER WOW I LOVE YOU♥️

OMG AM I REALLY!??! WOOOW!!! THANK YOU!

Anonymous said:Is forgotten supossed to have a second part? :) Sorry if my english is bad

no, don’t be sorry your english is perfectly fine! and im still thinking about it!

Anonymous said:Omg forgotten was soooooooo good!!! Please do another part!!

thanks! and maybe ;)

Anonymous said:Forgotten made me shed actual tears 😭 are you going to be continuing it?

did it really? was it too harsh? and im still not too sure if i will

Anonymous said:will their be a forgotten pt 2?

who knows…

Anonymous said:Guuuuurrrrl i read your fic (forgotten) and i looooved it soooo much that i wanted to re-read it (its that a word? Sorry spanish speaker here hahah) but i couldn’t remember your nameee and i spend the entire day looking for you (cause i only rememberd the “mochi” part) and i finally fouuuuuuund youuu!!!!!! So pleeeeease keep it up with the good work! Please make chapter 2! Loveeeee yaa! Saludos desde el fin del mundo!

yaaay you found me!!!

Anonymous said:I LOVE FORGOTTEN AHHHHHHHHHHH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

THANK YOU!!!!!!

Anonymous said:I need part 2 of forgotten now because like I’m crying and omg the feels

Anonymous said:I was wondering if you’re ever going to continue forgotten! The ending was such a twist and I cried while reading it LMAO i think it would make a good full fanfic!! Pls at least make a part 2 I’m dying RN

Anonymous said:will there be a pt2 of forgotten? 

Anonymous said:Wow forgotten got me fucked up!! I loved it I loved it I loved it!!!!! Do you think there’ll be a part two for this or is it the only one?

Anonymous said:MOCHIIII I love you and your an amazing writer but Forgotten gave me da feels man!!!!!! I finally found someone I hate (Tae’s cheater of a wifu) XD. Is there anyway you might continue the story though with a happy (revenge on the witch as well 😈) ending????? 

Anonymous said:Holy moly forgotten is so good!!! I hope you do a part two❤️❤️❤️

Anonymous said:BUT UR GOING TO MAKE A PART 2 TO FORGOTTEN RIGHT?!!!!!

Anonymous said:Part 2 of forgotten plz omg I loved it it was so good💙💙

Anonymous said:omggggg your Taehyung uni story defos needs a part 2!! i loved it!!

figureinglifeout said:Omg pls tell me forgotten has a sequel. Tae can’t do OC dirty like that

fairyrink said:I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED AND WHY TAE IS ENGAGED TO THAT GIRL BUT UM I NEED EXPLANATIONS SO I NEED TO KNOW IF YOURE DOING A PART 2 OF FORGOTTEN PLEASE!!! 😭😭❤️❤️

Anonymous said:Will there be part 2 of Forgotten? I really hope there will be more it can’t end like that! That bish can’t win!

Anonymous said:OMG!! I really liked Forgotten a lot even if it did break my heart at the end :’( Are you thinking of making a part two or something like that cause that was really good and I just want Taehyung x reader to be together even though that’s unlikely 💔😅

Anonymous said:Is Forgotten going to be a series?

Anonymous said:Ah also forgot to ask: is Forgotten a one shot? - moose anon

Anonymous said:I’m sorry but Forgotten has me yelling WTF. Like, I knew something like that would happen, BUT I STILL WASNT READY. UGH MY HEART. FUDGE MUFFINS. - moose anon

xsnapplex said:Mochi!! I really hope you make Forgotten a series, because classic you out a cliff hanger in it… T-T I almost lost my mind at the end. But it was sooooo goood

ahh okay, so i decided to answer these asks all together since they are basically asking the same thing. first of all, THANK  YOU SO MUCH FOR LIKING IT!!! xoxo im like so happy you guys enjoyed it! and to answer your questions, im still not to sure if there will be a second part unfortunately… we’ll just have to see!

Anonymous said:Lol I think you made me a sucker for hybrid ffs 😂 but i love “take it like a puppy” so much. ❤️😊😘😍

aww thank you! lmao i really like hybrid aus too!

Anonymous said:😭😭😭😭 I wasn’t ready for it. I’m a crying mess now after forgotten it was soooo good. If it’s a oneshot it’s beautiful and really sad but if there’s gonna be another part… *fingers crossed*

thank you sooo much!! and nooo dont cry!!

sanha-ii said:Okay right, the story Forgotten got me tense as! The cliffhanger at the end is actually making me shriek due to the amount of theories I’m getting, will there be a part 2 by any chance or is this a story where you let the readers suffer forever😂😂

ikr? it was such a twist lol. and idk, maybe i’ll just be mean and let you guys suffer…. *insert even laugh*

Anonymous said:WTF TAEHYUNG AND SEULGI ENDED UP TOGETHER?????? AND TAEHYUNG DOESNT REMEMBER THE READER??????

IKR RIGHT!?!??! LIKE WHAAAATTTT????

zara-zaza said:Forgotten was so good!!! But if it was me I would have slaped the shit out of Seulgi the second time I saw her 😂😂 but just a question does Tae really don’t remember her or was he just mad at her?

loool it was so shocking thoo. and well…. i cant say… ;)

Anonymous said:Ahhhh I’m so freaking hooked on “Forgotten”!!! Ugh I kinda wish that the reader moved on from Taehyung but it soooo good either way! I love the way you write and I can’t wait to see what happens next ♡♡♡♡♡

ikr poor reader! :( And thank you for liking it!

Anonymous said:Oh my god! A second part in forgotten, please! Y/N deserves to be happy and Seulgi SHOULD DIE! I’m sorry, I’m just being really over dramatic 

But is Seulgi really the bad guy here? I mean maybe was hurt because Y/n left… but Seulgi clearly leave him tho… ;)

Anonymous said:PLEASE DO A TEASE PT 3 I WILL SELL MY SOUL FOR IT HAVSHBAHAHSH U WRITE SO GOOD IM STUCK IN THE REALM OF UR GOOD FICS

lool thank you! and im sorry bby, but tease was only meant to be a two-shot :(

Anonymous said:uM, eXCusE U?! How dare you write something as good as forgotten and LEAVE US ON A CLIFFHANGER LIKE THAT?! iT’S LIKE pURusaSION BTS style!!!!!

loool my style is usually ending things off on cliffhangers!!! 

Anonymous said:Please do another part of tease I can’t take the ending please my love

srry bby, but i won’t :/

Anonymous said:i just finished reading the taehyung x reader, forgotten and im crying at how you ended it. you’re a great writer, bless you.

loool it was so mean right??? BUT THANK YOU!!! xoxo :”)

Anonymous said:omg Forgotten was sooo good and sad it legit brought me to tears 😭❤️ and the plot twist at the end got me so fucked up I was expecting a happy ending :’D

aww sorry bby!! i didn’t mean to make you cry

Anonymous said:WTF WRITER NIM YOU MADE ME CRY IM CRYING WHY DID YOU HURT ME WITH THAT ENDING HOW COULD YOU?! IM JUST GONNA GO CRY NOW AND I HOPE SEULGI DIES AND ROTS!¡ I’m in pain, you better fix this 😭 - Psychotic Jungkook stan anon

ohhhh are you threatening me???? LOOOOL im so cruel, right???

Anonymous said:OMG how… how could you end Forgotten just like that pls have mercy on yn …. i can’t believe you …. oh god

hmmm we’ll see… ;)

Anonymous said:Fanfic request: Could you write a fanfic about Min Yoongi (x Reader) where he was a mass murderer or gang leader/criminal that fell in love with you on a job of his. (Something like that at least. I don’t really know. But I thought that we should start recommending stuff that wasn’t just the mankae line lol)

thank you for requesting! but unfortunately i not taking in requests since i have too much stories to work on atm! srry again!

Anonymous said:Forgotten.. I’m literally about to die now.😫😭 WHYYYYYYYYYY!?! UGHHHHHH. Getting my heart attacked and stomped on was not how I wanted to end my night.😭😫😂 Anyways, it’s beautifully written! I love your fanfics (even if they do bring my heart an enormous amount of pain)!💕😘

aww im so sorry! i didnt mean to hurt your guys! i just wanted to write something very angsty!! but thank you so much for reading it!

Anonymous said:There is a part of me that wants to kiss you but another part of me that wants to ask you ‘why?’ Also why does everyone use Selugi as 'that girl’ in fanfics? I like I am getting into R.V and I am starting to like her. ~Edgy ❤❤ (Kiss part spoke louder that was amazing also I am a sucker for angst it fuels my soul. Love u)

loool aww edgy, your soo funny!

Anyways, this took a long time to answer, but thank you eveyone who sent me an ask! i seriously love you guys!!!

[mrsjugheadjonesthethird]

Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hey darling! im in love with your imagines! is it possible to request a jughead x reader where the reader and jug are dating and jughead spends WAY too much time with betty (maybe bc of the blue&gold ?) the reader is jealous but jug is just amused by it? like he does the whole "awwww! is someone jealous?" kind of teasing? lol idk if that made any sense but if you figure out a way to write it that would be amazing! thank youuu

A/N: I took my time with this one and changed it a bit! I hope you like it. Requests are welcome!

Masterlist

Jealous (Jughead x Reader)

You had a bag from Pop’s that you managed to go get for you and your boyfriend. Jughead’s been staying in the Blue and Gold room during lunch lately and you haven’t really spent any time together this week so you wanted to treat him to some burgers.

Stopping to see the door closed, you peaked in the little window to see Jug and Betty standing close with their backs turned towards you.

You reach to open the door and call for Jug when Betty leans her head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around her. Your heart stops.

Jug never wraps his arm around you. Hell, He hates any PDA. Feeling a little upset, you turn and go find one of your other friends. Maybe Veronica would want some burgers.

-

You finished curling your hair when he texts you.

From: Jug <3

Hey Had to help B with something. Wont make it tonight.

Your heart drops and your chest tightens. This would the third time he canceled on you this week!

Looking at your reflection in the mirror, you frown. Where they up to something? No Jughead wouldn’t hurt you like that. Right? Your eyes start to sting and you decide to call some help.

-

“What’s up Girl? You look dolled up!” Veronica and Kevin slid into the booth across from you.  

Still pouting a bit, you stare out the window.

“(Y/n)?” Kev reaches out and touches your arm.

“It was for Jug.” You sigh, smoothing out your skirt. “But he decided to cancel. Again.”

“What was his excuse?” V crosses her arm.

“The same as always. Had to help Bets with something.” You answer with a slightly sharpened tone. “He’s spending way more time with her than me. Am I wrong to feel jealous?”

Kevin shakes his head. “No. You’re his girlfriend. He most definitely shouldn’t have canceled on you. Whatever it is, Betty could have handled it on her own or waiting until tomorrow.”

“Yeah. You said again? How many times has he canceled?” V narrows her eyes.

“Three.” You mumble, picking at your dark maroon sweater.

“THREE?! In a week? I’m going to kick his ass.” Veronica growls out. “No wonder you’re feeling jealous. I would have kicked ass after the second time. Plus they spent lunch together for what the past two weeks?”

Your vision gets blurry with tears as you nod.

Kevin stares for a minutes then says, “There’s something else.”

V stops her ranting to see the tears form. “What happened?”

“I know it’s nothing and I’m just overreacting but the few times I’d try to surprise Jug with lunch, they’d be affectionate in someway. Whether he’s putting his arm around her or her leaning into him.” Your voice breaks a little. “He won’t even do that to me. Hell, he barely responds to any of my texts.”

Veronica and Kevin share a look as a few tears escape.

-

It was two days later that you finally got that date in. The only reason it happened was because Veronica demanded Betty help her shop for a new outfit to wear for a date she had coming up.

You wanted to go out and do something for the date but you were afraid if you got dolled up again that Jug would cancel again. Plus it’s not like he would even notice. So you guys decided that you would stay in and watch movies.

Half way through the movie, Jug got a text. You roll your eyes as he spends the next 10 minutes texting.

“If you aren’t watching the movie, I’m changing it.” You snap and push yourself off the other side of the couch. He wouldn’t let you sit next to him.

Snatching the dvd out, you just searching for a new movie. One you would enjoy, not caring if Jug wanted to watch anything or not. If he wants spend 10 minutes texting, you could watch whatever you wanted.

He glances up and does his famous half smirk. “What is your problem?”

You just huff and continue searching for a movie.

“(Y/n)?”

“What?” You snap again.

“I asked What is your problem tonight?” He shifts in his seat and his phone buzzes again.

“Is that Betty?” Your voice sharpens.

“Yeah?”

Silence fills the room.

“Are you… jealous?” Jug chuckles.

“No.” You cross your arms and give up on looking for another movie.

“Yes you are. Oh my god.” He’s actually laughing. “What are you even jealous about?”

Turning, you glare at him as he smirks up at you.

“What could you possibly be jealous about? Betty? You know she’s just a friend.”

“Mhm.” You don’t know if you want to cry or punch the smirk off his face.

“Tell me. What made you jealous?” Does he really not know?

“How about you tell me?” Your sharp voice makes him drop his smirk.

“(Y/n), there’s nothing to be jealous about.”

Rolling your eyes, you snap at him. “Of course not. I’m clearly overreacting.”

“You said it, not me.” He shrugs.

“You’re an ass, Jones.” with that, you turn and run up to your room. Slamming the door so he hears it.

Sitting on your bed, a few tears run down your cheek.

“(y/n)? Can I please come in?” Jug knocks on your bedroom door. You pause. You thought he would have gone home.

“No.” You stubbornly answer.

“Come on. Please don’t get worked up over nothing. Nothing is going on with me and betty. I promise.” He sighs through the door.

“Of course you say that.” You mumble.

He slowly opens the door and leans in the doorframe. “Do you want to tell me what it is that made you jealous?”

Rolling your eyes, you turn and face the wall.

“Come on, Now you just look like a pouting toddler.” He chuckles.

You glare at him and he smirks back at you. At this point, you’re fluming.

“I dont know. Maybe its because you’ve been more affectionate towards her than me? Maybe it’s because you’ve spent more time with her than me? Maybe it’s because every time i try and be a good girlfriend and bring you pop’s for lunch cause i know you get so focused that you miss lunch and i see you with your arm around her yet you wont even let me sit next to you half the time let alone touch me? Maybe because apparently you forget you have a girlfriend and canceled not one but three of our dates to hang out with betty when it most definitely could have waited?” You stand up and are shaking. “You won’t even answer one of my texts yet you’ll sit there and text her for a full 10 minutes? Tell Me, Jones. Why am i jealous?”

He just shakes his head and walks up to you. “You know we’ve been working on the paper and I have my novel to work on.”

“It won’t hurt the damn paper to give your actual girlfriend some damn attention.”

He chuckles again and grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer.

“Why are you more affectionate towards her than me, Jug?” You whisper as your voice breaks. “You guys actually look more like a couple than we do. Maybe we should-” Jug cuts you off with a kiss.

“Don’t.” He kisses you again.

“She needed someone to lean on as she found out some dark secrets about her family. It was nothing else.” Another kiss.

“As for us, you make my stomach do weird things when we touch.” And another. “And when you sit next to me, I get distracted.” Again except he pulls you flush against him during the kiss.

“I do love you more than anything.” He kisses your forehead this time. “I’m sorry I’ve been distracted lately.”

You lean onto his chest as he holds you.

“I love you too, Jug.”

Silence wraps around you as a blanket until Jug speaks up again.

“You are kinda hot when you’re mad.” He smirks.

“Shut it, Jones.”

[detective-rosadiaz]

jamzzz (the not-so-mini edition)

tagged by @blotthis TWICE! TWO WHOLE TIMES!!!!!!!!!! PUBLICLY OUTED BY THEM AS SOMEONE WHO STARTS MEMES BUT DOESN’T FINISH THEM. i tag anyone who wants to do it bc these are definitely fun to read.

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🎶 blessings (reprise) by chance the rapper

stop what ur fuckin doing and go listen to coloring book. it’s such a good album and i just!!!!!!!!!!!! there are actually two songs called blessings, but this is the one that’s the last song on that album. and it’s just... very comforting and it makes my whole body fill with positivity, and it just... it makes me want to be kind to myself.

this is the weirdest description of a song, but i feel like... i’m being comforted by parents who love me. the soft music and the gospel choir vibes remind me of my mom humming songs to me when i was younger. i feel like my hair is being gently stroked as i fall asleep. i feel like i’m being gently kissed on the temple. meanwhile CHANCE. i feel like he’s giving me a pep talk. i feel like i’m getting comforting words of wisdom from my dad. IT JUST FEELS SO NICE like if a song could hug you and tell you you’re safe and encourage you to keep going.

ps. chance’s singing voice makes me feel like i’m drifting through clouds.

p.p.s. the part where you hear him chuckle during “i used to pass out music, i still pass out music” kill me

🎶 sleepover by hayley kiyoko

firstable, this mv made me gayer than i’ve ever gayed before. secondly, the part where she’s singing “c’mon let’s sleep in my bed (my bed my beeeeed), can i just be in my head with youuu” and she’s harmonizing on the “you” I DK I JUST REALLY LOVE THIS PART and when it comes on in the car i’m always singing the background vocals. speaking of background vocals: when you hear her just saying the “my head my head my head my head” softly in the bg it’s like... MAN idk but i feel like this whole song perfectly encapsulates being alone with your thoughts wrt unrequited love. it’s like one giant echo of all the possibilities of being together that could happen, but don’t. which, to me, is what it feels like to be in your own head. but at least this song is upbeat and catchy

🎶 never got away by colbie caillat

i feel like i should preface all songs with this, but i open at a coffee shop and the first 30 mins to an hour of me being at work can sometimes feel very... 3am feelies. and sometimes on the car ride there or when i’m setting up the pastry case and trying to Wake Up & Be A Person, i will hear a song playing in cafe and it gets me semi-emotional. it’s like my body still thinks this is the middle of the night, even tho it’s actually my morning.

BUT ANYWAYS, I DIGRESS. the first thing i could even hear when this song played was the chorus. the opening verse was too soft to hear across cafe, but the chorus picked up and i just...even without knowing the words it sounded gentle the way soft acoustic songs do, but the vocals have that... desperate pleading sound?? and i mean that as a compliment. idk how to describe it, but when i walked over to the lil speaker and heard the chorus for real on the second run through, i literally felt my heart clench. this song makes me hurt the way sheryl crow’s “favorite mistake” does, but like.............. in a better way. 

🎶 안경 (glasses) by IU

i love this song when i first heard it, but i don’t think i actually looked up the translated lyrics until like... months later. i just remember really liking all the dips in the song. it reminds me of story telling. which is hard to explain but-- you know what, i just realized why. okay BEAR WITH ME. so the music reminds me of a horse trot, which reminds me of travelling, right? which........... don’t judge me but THAT reminds me of the singing travelers from that a:tla episode with the badgermoles and star-crossed lovers that met in the tunnel. so anyways there’s ur six degrees of separation from STORYTELLING lmao.

listen to this song and tell me you’re not doing all the “aahhhhhhh ahhhh ohhh ohhhh-- OOooOOooOOoo [DRAMATIC PAUSE].” anyways, lyric meaning aside, i’ve never felt more like a lone lesbian on a horse in the desert than i do while listneing to this.

🎶 love$ick ft. a$ap rocky by mura masa

this is a really good car song! i mean, it’s good for any occasion, but specifically i feel like the song is in its element when it’s blasting from my car on a sunny day while i’m speeding out of the parking lot at work. i actually haven’t listened to a lot of mura masa songs, but the ones i have always remind me of summer. is it bc of the steel pan drumming??????? maybe. probably.

the lyrics are also fun to sing along to. WHICH I FEEL IS A SUMMER SONG REQUIREMENT. quesiton 1: can the song lyrics be sung to loudly and dramatically? if yes, continue to question 2. if not, then ur song ain’t a summer jam. it’s got VOICE DISTORTION (but you actin young WHEN U HELLA GROWN). it’s got the “visit italia, be my senorita” line which honestly i’m stealing for the next girl who dates me. DEBIT CHARGE, KERMIT THE DROG, MARGARITAS????????????????????????? but he should see the way she dance on me, wishin i ain’t have no pants on meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

bonus fact: this song and the Another Round podcast have forced me to consonantly make airhorn noises whit my mouth at all times.

here are some honorable mentions of songs i;ve recently put on repeat and now have 9,230,842,930 plays each in my library:

redbone by childish gambino -- a good song to sensually dance to

faded by julian mae (2on by tinashe remix) -- hip and up beat and great to listen to when you feel like mindlessly jammin

t-shirt by migos -- hoenstly one of my co workers got this stuck in my head and now i just like it

diamond by f(x) -- a song i personally slept on when i first listned to 4 walls. traveler is still my #1 but this is definitely a close #2

hard times by paramore -- i can’t beleive i still live inside paramore’s ass and i can’t beleive i was hype for this song after half a listen

get out of my house by hyunA -- shout out to my favorite highkey dumpling blogger for turning me onto this song in the first place. IT’S SO GOOD, even if it is mellow and sad

girlfriend by n*sync - #THROWBACK bc i still love listening to nsync and also if this song ain’t so gd #relateable then idk what is

you & me by marc e. bassy -- the video is not worth paying attention to but the song is fun to sing and makes my petty side a lil bit happy

upside down by diana ross -- honestly name one bad thing about this song. appreciate your disco divas gdi!!!!!!!! they gave us the bops we did not deserve

view by shinee - recently rediscovered and it’s still a jam