#like. i was just listening to my playlists n there was a laufey song and my brain just went “me n ratio? maybe”

[kurooscopy]

this shit (wrapped) is so ass omg

[naenaex0xx]

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[anthonys237thfreckle]

‘Promise’ - Javier ‘Javi’ x Kate Carter & F! reader (angst!)

someone asked for a part two and I realized how good of an idea that was lmao. I need indirect ways to incorporate my past experiences into my fics anyway.

part one

prompt: you made a promise to distance yourself from Javi and Kate

TW: mentions of smoking, some detailed mention of self harm, suicidal thoughts, mentions of nausea, disordered eating, breakdowns, smoking, angst :(

Do NOT proceed if the triggers mentioned above upset you greatly. You have been warned.

I made a promise

To distance myself

Once Tyler dropped you off to the train station, you smiled and waved until you couldn’t see his truck anymore. You wanted to hang onto any last string of familiarity for as long as you could.

Especially since your life would change completely - for better or worse.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment, trying to calm down your trembling body.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

5 things you see - the train station, the crumbling yellow bricks, the jolly red-white-blue american flag, your luggage, and the people. Lots of people.

4 things you hear - the people, obviously, the cicadas crying, the heavy bell ringing inside, the honking of cars for you to get out of their way.

3 things you smell - the heat - somehow, the smell of smoke from cars, and the thick air.

2 things you feel - terrified. hurt.

1 thing you taste - bitterness.

Shaking your head, you take another deep breath. Eyes dead set on the mission in front of you, you marched into the train station, bought a ticket to Oklahoma City, and settled down inside.

But now was the hardest part; waiting. What made it harder was you didn’t want to think about anything that happened yesterday. So, putting your headphones on, you made a playlist with none of the songs that reminded you of Javi or any of the ones he recommended to you. Essentially, you just listened to 3 songs in total, over and over again, but the knowledge you knew what was coming next was comforting, something you couldn’t apply to your current situation.

Took a flight, through aurora skies

Honestly, I didn't think about

How we didn't say goodbye

Just see you very soon

You woke up when the train jolted to a stop - you had fallen asleep, waking up to hear the opening notes of some song you were listening to earlier. Looking out the window, you reached Oklahoma City. With a sigh of relief and trepidation, you got your bags and headed out of the station, hailed a taxi to the airport. Booking a last minute flight back home to LA, you made your way to the gate. Setting your bag down, you sat in a char near the huge windows. Deciding it wasn’t close enough, you sat on the little raised platform attached to the window and leaned your head against it like you saw so many children do.

The boarding call was announced, and everyone sat up groggily. It all went by pretty quickly. Standing in line, getting your boarding pass stamped and your passport checked, finding you seat, putting your bag away and sitting down. Taxi and take off was a blur; luckily you got a window seat, and stared out at the pink clouds, tinted by the setting sun, a peach tone.

Peachy, just like your favourite pie.

You groaned, covering your eyes and rubbing them as your mind started to think about Oklahoma. About Javi, and the last time he saw you. And the last thing he said to you. It wasn’t even a proper goodbye, but you couldn’t blame him because he didn’t know it was goodbye.

And honestly, neither did you.

But you made yourself a promise - to distance yourself.

Those last words of his echoed in your mind.

“I- Okay, alright. Take care, (Y/N)”

It hurts to be something

It's worse to be nothing with you

You half expected a text from Javi - it had been around 24 hours since you last saw him. Since you told him you had a ‘family emergency’ to take care of. Who wouldn’t expect a little ‘you doing okay?’ or ‘safe travels’ when someone saw you break down in the middle of a field, distressed as hell? Sure, you and Javi weren’t dating, sure you both drifted apart ever since Kate got closer with him instead, but were you two not even friends anymore?

Did you mean nothing to him?

This wasn’t the first time he ghosted you - after the EF5 tornado, he didn’t say a word to you. But it was understandable why - everyone was hurting, and maybe he couldn’t bring himself to talk to you. In Oklahoma, the only times he’d talk to you is when you started a conversation, otherwise you could sit silently and he’d happily talk with Kate, leaving you be. It was never him starting anything.

And Kate. Did she figure out you liked Javi? Is that why she didn’t text you? Did she feel guilty? Part of you wanted her to feel guilty, but the other part of you didn’t want to be pitied. Part of you wanted to go back, but this - this was best for you right now. Nobody could tell you otherwise.

Instead, you got a text from Tyler.

‘hey there cowgirl - how you getting along?’

You chuckled - ‘cowgirl’ was probably the worst way to describe yourself. Instead, you typed down a response, your heart a little less heavy.

‘hey, Tyler. thanks for asking. means a lot’

He was typing, the three dots appearing on screen

‘of course. lemme know if you need anything at all okay? stay safe out there’

You sent him an affirmative text, thankful to actually have a friend who cared enough to check in on you, helping you out without questioning anything, having only known you for a week.

So I didn't call you

For sixteen long days

You found comfort in some form of familiarity in your life; back home in LA, everything looked duller, more still. Like the whole world knew about your heartbreak and was mourning, or mocking you. You tried to plunge into work, distracting yourself but sometimes, you’d just stare at your work, screen or paper, and just zone out. Your was brain still trying to process everything, and you were losing a lot over it - sleep, peace, overall joy, your will to wake up, and more.

It felt like after the EF5 tornado but worse because you knew somewhere in Oklahoma, Kate was with Javi, both of them happier than ever. It felt worse because you could never have him anymore. He was gone. And someone got to see him every day, sometimes wake up next to him, sometimes stay up all night with him. You felt like you were gonna be sick.

For a fortnight, all you could eat was cheese, bread, and grapes. It was the only thing you could keep down.

It was so hard not to text Javi. After you had just left, it’s like you were isolated for 5 years, given a taste of him, then forcing yourself to stay away. It was something you chose to do, not something you were forced to live with.

But you won’t call him. No matter how long the days felt they were dragging by.

And I should get a cigarette

For so much restraint

Walking by a drugstore to entertain yourself, you entered the establishment with an electronic ding notifying your presence. Strolling through the ailes, you picked up Sourhead Extremes (so in case you wanted to call Javi, you’d have to go through a gustatory agony first) and some nail polish, just to look pretty. Walking to the cashier, you mindlessly threw in a pack of cigarettes onto the counter, before putting them back in a jerky motion.

“What the hell…” you murmured to yourself, ashamed of what you were about to do. Buy cigarettes - to smoke.

Walking out of the store briskly, you speed-walked home; chiding yourself for almost ‘rewarding’ your no contact mission by smoking, you realized how truly pathetic you were.

“God, what is wrong with me…” you muttered, keeping your head down, watching the wet streets reflect the light of the sun and your dark sorrow.

No matter how long I resist temptation

I will always lose,

Eventually you did buy the cigarettes. You went home, lounging in your bed, a pretty china plate acting like an ashtray for you. Legs up in the air, swinging occasionally, eyes half lidded from the light high, you felt the chalky smoke fill your lungs, watching it come out in little clouds of grey air.

You felt in control for the first time since leaving Oklahoma - the cigarette sitting pretty between your red tinted fingers and lips. You smiled softly, satisfied by finally scoring a small win. You didn’t tell Tyler that you smoked. He’d say it’s a horrible habit you should give up.

Obviously it was more of a lose - giving into an impulse, and now you were at risk of falling deeper into addiction. You weren’t in control, you never really were.

But why would you make yourself feel worse when you were on the literal brink of crumbling?

Although, you didn’t get addicted. After the high wore off, you felt disgusted, throwing out the pack of almost full cigarettes. You wouldn’t tell Tyler, of course.

It hurts to be something

It’s worse to be nothing with you

Two weeks went by, and though you pretended everything was okay, it really wasn’t. You didn’t know if you missed Javi or not, but you really didn’t want to.

You don’t know if you want to see the face you loved so much, the face that lights up when he sees Kate, the face that Kate holds, kisses, caresses.. the face that she admires alongside you.

You wanted to get over him, you really did, but you cared so much about him. You didn’t want to stop caring about him, when loving him felt so… lovely.

But it hurt so much.

You barely got any sleep this past fortnight. Having a reverie about the man who daydreamed about another woman. The things you wished he did to you, he did to Kate. He was hers. So assured, so confident. No doubt in that.

For a fortnight, there you were, stripped of any text backs from him.

You were starting to think you just wanted his attention, which you dont know if you wanted anymore, knowing his attention belonged to Kate. Why would you care so much about him texting you?

But then again, weren’t you two friends?

I’ve done the math

There’s no solution

We’ll never last

Why can’t I let go of this?

Right now, you, broken, needed comfort. May it be fake hope again. Nobody was there to stop you anyway, so in your free time, you started to think of the ways Kate and Javi would have problems with each other.

‘She’s too arrogant sometimes, and he’s really down to earth’

‘She can’t communicate her feelings!’

‘Kate’s one to settle, Javi isn’t’

Of course, you knew it was wrong. Of course it was a bitchy thing to think. But who were you to care right now?

You were hurt, and you needed to feel better to even try and start to get a grip on reality. you didn’t want to rip of the band aid yet.

Not yet.

Even worse, your mind started thinking of ways you and Javi could get together; Kate could leave him in the dark again, she could get into a fight with him…

But nothing made sense - she wouldn’t leave when she looked at him that way… and any fights would be cleared quickly with Javi’s forgiving nature.

He would do anything for her.

All in all, you realized how shitty you were being, and texted Tyler, saying you couldn’t hide from Javi - couldn’t hide from the pain that haunted you. The bright lights of LA looked dull. The sun felt like a false light.

Your world was falling apart, how could the sun be shining when your world was falling apart?

‘Just walk around. Wear something that makes you feel good. Grab some good lunch downtown. Spoil yourself. Act like a damn tourist, I don’t care. Just do anything that reminds you that there’s more to life than Javi’ he wrote.

So I broke my promise

I called you last night

I shouldn’t have, I wouldn’t have

If it weren’t for the sight of a boy who

Looked just like you standing out on Melrose Avenue…

It hurts to be something

It’s worse to be nothing, with you.

Three days later, you sat on the roof of a building. The sun was setting, you looked at the streets below. People were walking - their dogs, their toddlers, and whatnot.

You were so disappointed with yourself. Closing your eyes, you thought back to everything that happened yesterday.

Following Tyler’s advice, you woke up ready to face the day.

Waking up bright and early, you went for a run, saw some pretty things on the way. You found it insane how easy it was to overlook the small things in life.

Coming home, you made breakfast; oatmeal with bananas, almond butter and chocolate chips. You savoured every bite with a smile.

You hopped into the shower, using your favourite body wash. Putting on an outfit, doing your hair and makeup, slipping on your shoes, you left the house, ready to explore the city…

All was going well until sunset.

—

You were walking along the streets of LA, acting like you’d never seen anything like it before. A coffee in hand, you walked confidently down the path, turning a corner to browse a bookstore on Melrose Avenue, when someone caught your eye.

A boy, waiting for the light signal to turn green, who looked exactly like Javi.

You froze.

Suddenly, you didn’t want coffee any more. You didn’t want anything right now but to go home.

—

You rushed home, trying so hard to control your breathing, then stumbling desperately to your room. As soon as your face crashed against the pillows, the soft, gentle fabric a perfect medium to absorb the tears now flowing down your face. You sobbed, curled into a still-bedazzled ball on your bed, hugging yourself, contracting into a fibonacci.

Reaching for your purse, you pulled out your phone, scrolling through your contacts. Through the wet and blurry lens of your tears, you scrolled into the alphabet until you reached the ‘J’ section. The first name was Javi.

Pressing on his name, then the ‘call’ button, you held it to your ear, taking shuddering breaths as you tried calming yourself down. The your phone cooed like a pigeon, signalling his phone, somewhere in Oklahoma, was ringing.

You were clean. Clean for a little over 2 weeks. Clean from his voice ringing in your ears, new words exchanged and whatnot.

But as you held your phone in your hand, crying, watching it reach Javi’s phone, waiting for him to answer, it all felt like a relapse.

Like the feeling of the cool blade on your skin, slicing through, leaving an angry red river in its wake.

The sick, high feeling you get from it - the ecstasy, watching you destroy yourself, finding beauty in the rubble.

Some part of you, the logical part of you was screaming to press the red button. To leave Javi alone. It wasn’t fair for you to reach out first, right? Why would you make a fool out of yourself by calling him? You’re not that desperate for him, are you?

But the hurt, emotional, desperate part of you didn’t, daring him to answer. Just to remind him of your existence. Just this once.

Still fighting the internal battle, you delved deeper into why he didn’t call you yet.

Did Kate tell him everything? Did she finally find out? Did she realize at all about how hurt you were?

The anger only just started to hit you, claiming your brain as a new population to be corrupted, a new host for the parasite, a new fruit to rot.

You were mad. You didn’t know at who. But you decided you were mad at Kate. For dating him. You knew it was wrong to be mad, because you had no claim over Javi, but you were too deep into your anger to actually think of a better way to cope. Suddenly, you were so mad at Kate. So, so mad. Part of you wanted to tear your house down, scream like a mad woman, but you didn’t. Your dwindling self control kept you in check.

Then came the sadness. You were so mad at Kate, but she was so happy right now. She didn’t care or know how your felt right now. how hurt you felt right now. She had Javi. Her Javi. And they were both happy - oh so happy, oh so blissfully unaware of how you felt right now.

They were happy - they were perfectly fine without you. Because they didn’t need you as a friend, not like they did in college - maybe they didn’t back then either, because they had each other. That’s all they needed. Each other was all they needed.

You were so deep into the crevices of your mind, drowning in both pain and relief, you almost didn’t hear your name drenched in Javi’s voice coming from the speaker.

‘[name]?’

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[wandering-pirate]

Headcanons on each of the crew members' music taste

(cause I've got nothing else to do during vacation, ig)

Capt. Curly

The Captain and his Wham!, A-ha and Westlife obsessions

Rooted from his childhood and teenage years idolizing his older brothers (and also him being a hopeless romantic)

Still not December nor winter, but has Last Christmas on a constant loop

Was forced to have earbuds on the Tulpar due to Jimmy's I-can't-take-all-those-lovey-dovey-lyrics, are-those-even-real-songs complaints

Definitely knows all the lyrics of his favorite bands' songs (he insists that a true fan must not only know the top hits, but also the more obscure songs... whatever he means by that)

Mechanic Swansea

You ain't gonna deny this gruff man's love for country songs

Definitely a fan of ACDC and Guns 'n Roses back in 'his golden days'

The older he got, the more he appreciated the Carpenters and Air Supply. Secretly memorized half of the bands' top hits.

Always playing slow country songs after their dinner date with his wife and slowdancing her (yeah, he a gentleman like that, unlike others *side eyeing u Jimboy*)

Co-pilot Jimmy

The type to always play Metallica, KISS, and Nirvana on speakers at max volume to cover up his one true music taste: emo--

Secretly has a playlist of My Chemical Romance and Backstreet Boys... and dozens of albums

Curly once heard Jimmy singing I Want it That Way in the showers. Ended with constant denial from the latter

"Come on Jimmy, there's nothing ba--"

"IT'S POPULAR ALRIGHT!? WAS JUST STUCK TO MY HEAD!"

"Tell me why! Ain't not--"

"DAISUKE, GET THE FU--"

Intern Daisuke

When I say Pop music, I mean it

Whatever's trending and whoever the artist is, leave it up to him to make the crew suffer

"APT, APT~ APT, APT~ AP--"

"ONE MORE OF THAT ALIEN WORDS OF YOURS, BOY!"

Definitely suffers from last song syndrome

Definitely responsible for the Tulpar being full of 'No singing the same line for more than three times' signs

Introduced Anya to Japanese City pop songs, took pride after she loved them

Nurse Anya

Baby girl's got solid music taste

You can tell her current mood with whatever she's currently listening

Loves 70s and 80s soft rock bands, like the Beatles and Eagles, all by her uncle and dad's addiction to them

Influenced Daisuke's love for Queen, definitely contributed to his severe LSD of 'We Will Rock You and Don't Stop Me Now'

Hid from a raging Swansea for a week after that

Also listens to Aurora, Laufey and Imogen Heap whenever she wants an earbreak from a full-on band (told you. SOLID TASTE.)

Always switching between the two ends of the spectrum. No in-betweens

[nwjws]

while you were sleeping - pjs

; PAIRING - jay x gn!reader

; SYNOPSIS - in which you’ve had the same album on repeat, unable to get it out of your mind. just like how jay, your roommate, can’t seem to get you out of his.

; WC - 1.4k (minus the lyrics)

; TAGS - college roommates au, fluff, from jay's pov, based off laufey's 'while you were sleeping' ; WARNINGS - not proofread

i still can't believe that you noticed me

mindlessly scrolling on your phone, you patiently wait for your roommate, park jay, to finish cooking up some breakfast. a comfortable silence has settled between you two, with the only sounds being the sizzling oil on the pan and your humming.

"you've been listening to the same 14 songs for the past week."

"what?" you ask, looking up at him. you stare at his back, broad shoulders exposed by his tank top.

he turns his head to look back at you over his shoulder, raising a perfect eyebrow. you realise then what he's saying.

laufey had released a new album last week, and you literally haven't played any other song outside of it since it dropped. you can feel jay judging you, but you just shrug at him. you were definitely not stopping.

"so what if i've had bewitched on repeat? can you deny that they're good?" you challenged him.

"no, of course not," he chuckled to himself, turning back to the pan. "i'm just surprised you haven't gotten sick of it yet."

"i would never get sick of laufey," you say with mock offence.

"alright, then," he said with a teasing undertone.

you wanted to retort, but he placed a plate in front of you, making you forget what you were going to say.

"hey, you have a later clinical today, right?" he asked as you two dug in.

"mhm."

"take the box i left in the fridge with you before you go then. its some extra lunch i made so you'd have enough energy to get through the day."

"thank you," you say appreciatively. "you really don't have to do that every time i have a heavier day."

"well, if i have time to, then i don't see why i shouldn't."

"what about you? what are you doing today?"

"my professor cancelled class today, so i'll go check out if i can bother heeseung or jake."

"i'll pray for whichever victim you choose, then," you joke.

"maybe i won't make you extra lunch next time," he pouted playfully.

"no, no. those actually really help me. god knows if i didn't score you as my roommate, i would have passed out several times by now."

"grateful to be of service"

after breakfast, jay lounges around the apartment as you're getting ready. some show plays on the tv, but it doesn't drown out the sound of must be love playing from your speakers.

you shout your leaving when you exit the shared apartment, and jay wishes you a good day. he watches you close the door, leaving him completely alone.

i'll never forget the first time i saw you then

when he drives to the shopping centre with jake later that day, he pauses mid-sentence when he realises something.

"is everything good?" his friend asks.

"yeah, i just recognised the song playing."

"really? you listen to from the start by laufey?" jake asks. he had decided to connect his phone to jay's carplay, and had been in the one in control of the playlist.

"not really, but my roommate does."

"y/n? that's pretty cool. they've got good music taste," he replies.

"they've had her newest album on repeat since she dropped it," jay laughs, eyes on the road.

"do you find that annoying?"

"of course not, it's funny seeing them prance around the apartment, belting their heart out," he laughs at a memory of you singing at the top of your lungs. "i guess i'm more of a second-hand listener now? if that's even a thing."

"probably," jake shrugs.

a light pink bouquet, a promise you'll stay and i start to believe

the two had decided to eat out at wagamama's first, before anything else.

"i think i'll get the pad thai," tells the waitor, who nods and notes it on his ipad.

"hm, i'm feeling like trying the grilled chicken ramen," jay says. "oh, could i also get the miso mixed vegetable salad to-go?"

"sure," the waitor replies. he pockets the small device in his apron, and leaves for the kitchen.

"you ordered another meal?" the younger asks curiously.

"me and y/n go here often. of course, i had to get them something. usually, they'll go for the typical miso salad, or some curry, but they've decided they wanted to try being vegan recently. so i got the vegan one," jay explains nonchalantly.

"wow, you really care a lot about them, huh?"

"of course, we're sharing the rent, after all. have to be a good roommate, otherwise they'll leave and i'll have to pay the bills on my own."

"maybe i should get a roommate," jake chuckles. "but i don't think i'd be able to get someone like you."

"i'd feel sorry for whoever ends up with you," jay teases him. "and anyway, they're a good roommate. they do the laundry for the both of us, and we usually spend the weekends cleaning together."

"you guys are so lucky," is all jake says.

i don't recognise myself ; who've i become?

jake dragged jay into their third clothing shop that day, despite jay's protests. in self-defence, jake whines about needing some new shoes.

"don't you have like, thirty pairs? what could you possibly need another one for?"

"actually, i only have twenty-eight. and i need one for graduation, of course."

"right, because none of your almost-thirty pairs suffice," jay rolls his eyes.

"don't act like you dont have seventy pairs of the same polo shirt."

"i don't!"

"i've seen your closet, don't lie to me."

jay sighs and leaves jake to wander around the shop on his own.

"there you go again, buying another shirt," jake's voice sighs from behind jay fifteen minutes later.

"not for me," jay shakes his head. he turns to show the clothing piece to his friend. "for y/n. this is definitely their style, and it'll fit them so well. they have a pair of shoes that are this exact colour, so it would be good outfit if they sandwhich it with any bottom piece they choose."

"you think a lot about your roommate," jake raises his eyebrow at him.

"i see them all the time, why wouldn't i?" jay asks.

"no, like, you think too much about y/n considering you're 'only roommates'," he says with a quote gesture.

"stop suggesting weird things," jay walks ahead to the counter, leaving jake to follow behind.

"is it really so weird, though? if you like y/n like that?"

jay just ignores him, and pays for the shirt. it's not, he thinks to himself, because it's not a new thought either.

i trace it all back, 3:30 am that night something turned in my heart

"thank you, jay," you hug him when he shows you what he got. "you really need to stop buying me things."

"i can't help it," he smiles. "when i see something that reminds me of you, i just feel like i have to get it."

"with how often you buy me things, i'd say a lot of things remind you of me, huh?"

"seems like it..." he scratches his nape, awkwardly avoiding eye contact with you. thanks jake, he scowls in his mind. now he can't stop thinking about what he said earlier.

you and jay decide to watch a movie the next night, since it was a friday, and neither of you had to be up early the next day.

but jay couldn't focus on the tv when you two were basically cuddling under the shared blanket on the sofa. his skin prickled where his arm hung around your shoulder, and the weight of your head on his made him feel light and airy.

the warmth of your body seeped through your clothes, and brought him immense comfort. your sweet scent filled his nose, subconsciously recognising it to be one of the perfumes he'd bought you.

it was only when the movie ended he realised he hadn't been watching at all. and neither were you, if your light snores were any indication.

he huffed amusedly to himself, and shifted on the sofa to get you two in a more comfortable position, actually lying down. reaching for the remote, he carefully switched off the tv, leaving the only source of light to be a soft, warm yellow coming from a corner lamp.

jay stared at your features, illuminated by the dim light. he realised right then, in the comfort of your arms, far into the night, what he felt for you.

while you were sleeping, i fell in love.

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BONUS! YUNJINS RECS

a/n— i skipped some tracks bc theres not rlly a reason why they’re on there.. 😭 once the series finishes i will add to this btw, i would just keep this in my drafts but i’d forget about it cant lie

TRACKS!

be careful with my heart , rocco

one of yunjin’s favorite songs, sums up what yunjin felt before her and y/n became friends.

clementine , grentperez

yunjin really likes the instrumentals, she has previously recommended grentperez to y/n as she thinks y/n will like his vocals.

sugar n’ spice , denise julia

this track somewhat represents the relationship the two currently have, they’re both pining but aren’t sure if the other likes them back. yunjin added this song because she thinks y/n will like denise’s music (but also wants to try and send a message through the track).

falling behind , laufey

laufey has always been someone yunjin idolized ever since she listened to the ‘typical of me’ ep, so she shares one of her favorite tracks with y/n. falling behind was a song that yunjin has always truly related with, she’s had tons of crushes but never actually been in a relationship while her friends over the years all had partners. this is why chaewon encourages yunjin to make a move at the beginning of the smau because she wants yunjin to be more social and not just have hopeless crushes.

glue song , beabadoobee

beabadoobee is another artist that yunjin idolizes, in the future she wants to make music like bea. yunjin relates glue song with how she feels about y/n in the moment, she’s in love but doesn’t know how to express that. so she’s trying to communicate through music again because it really all she knows..

bad , wave to earth

this track is another representation of how yunjin feels about y/n, one day she wants to hold her hands and be there with her for the rest of their lives.

peach eyes , wave to earth

yunjin’s favorite part about y/n is her eyes, how they shine whenever she’s doing something she loves and the pretty color they are. whenever she’s with y/n all her troubles go away and she feels safe.

tip toe , hybs

the lyrics furthermore describe how yunjin wants a future with y/n. she wants to go on adventures with her, and she wants this relationship to go far.

lovesick , laufey

lovesick is a track that yunjin relates to as it explains the history of her crushes. she falls in love fast and loses them just as fast, and she hopes that this ‘love’ will last.

beside you , keshi

when conflict comes yunjin has this song on repeat. she wants it to be her and y/n, nobody else.

PLAYLIST

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[crazylittlejester]

Do you have a list if songs that fit some of the Lu boys? If you do can you share them?

I have playlists for all of em!! Some of the songs are based more on vibe than lyrics, but I’ll pick one song (spoiler alert: I failed to only pick one) for each of em!! (my friend says this really shows how i interpret all of em lmao and it’s also a bit reflective of what i think their music tastes would be like, but here ya go):

Wild: The World We Knew (or Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men)

Warriors: GOSSIP (ft. Tom Morello) (or I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski, OR Starships by Nicki Minaj, OR She Looks Like Fun by Arctic Monkeys, it’s very hard for me to not keep listing off songs rn I have SO many more-)

Four: The Moss (or Runaway by Aurora)

Twilight: From The Start (or Southern Nights by Glen Campbell because I genuinely think he would like and listen to that song, also Neon Moon by Brooks & Dunn)

Time/Mask: Separate Ways (or Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin OR Don’t Cry by Guns N’ Roses)

Hyrule: La Vie: A Colors Show (or Jusqu’ici tout va bien by GIMS)

Legend: Mama, specifically this version (or Bernadette by IAMX OR Immortals by Fallout Boy)

Wind: Puppy Princess (or Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz)

Sky: Rises the Moon (or Mr. Loverman by Ricky Montgomery)

if you have any questions about why i stuck a specific song with a specific character i will do my best to answer coherently or if you want more of my playlists for each of em just ask aldkdkdk

[lunaloveskpop23]

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Summary: The reader is a girl who loves pink and is a ballerina. Yeonjun is a boy who loves black and wants to be a singer. What happens when they love each other?

Warning: cussing, angst, father not liking Yeonjun.

Genre: angst. fluff.

*PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK*

*THIS IS PURELY FICTION*

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Y/N's POV:

I have known Yeonjun ever since he moved to the neighborhood I grew up in as a child.

I would see him and he would be so different from what I am used too. I am a person who loves ballet and loves pink.

He's different. He paints his nails black. He wears edgy clothes. My dad told me to stay away......but I don't.

Yeonjun....has my heart.

Now, we are in our senior year of high school. We are the opposite, but every time I see him, he makes my heart beat so fast.

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"Alright!! Now don't forget to rehearsal tomorrow and Friday. The big show is next week!!" The teacher tells us happily.

I smile and get excited. This performance is my last one with this teacher, and I'll go to college with my dance degree.

I get a full scholarship, and I'm really excited.

"Alright, now get out of here and go relax." She says and we get up and get our stuff.

I grab my bag and water bottle.

"Bye, Y/N!" I turn and see Lisa wave. I wave back, and I walk out.

I walk and see Yeonjun. Wait? Why is he here? I walk over to him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I wanted to drive you home, my lady." He says flirtatiously.

I blush.

"Well, thank you, kind sir."

He smiles and grabs my bag. He puts it in his car. He opens the door for me, and I get in. I put on my seat belt and he gets in. He starts the car and we leave.

"You know you didn't have to do this."

"I know, but I wanted to." He winks at me.

I blush and roll my eyes.

"You're such a flirt, I swear."

"Only to pretty ballerinas." I look at him in shock.

"Oh my God." I blush.

He laughs and smiles.

He puts on music, and it plays "She smiled" by Day6.

"Day6? You like them?"

"I honestly got into them because of you. I know you love them." I blush again. I swear it feels like I'm going to explode from how many times he makes me blush.

I smile and sing a lot to the song. He sings with me. I didn't realize how gorgeous his voice was. I could listen to it for hours. His playlist plays Jeff Satur, The Rose, and Laufey. Wait....these are some of the artists I like.

I look at his phone sneakily and see a playlist called Y/N ❤️🥺.

My name with a heart next to it? Wait...he made a playlist just for me? With artists, he knows I like. I blush even more, and we get to my house.

"Here we are, my lady." He smiles.

"Thank you." I take my seat belt off.

"Hey, um...if you don't have anything going on tomorrow after school, want to hang out with me?" He rubs his neck.

"Oh, um for a little bit, I have another ballerina rehearsal at 5 to 7."

"Cool, we can eat before you go. If that's ok, with you?"

"Sure! I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you!" He says, and I get out of the car. I close his door and unlock the door. I get inside, and I see him driving off.

"Honey, your home!" I hear my mom.

"Hi, mom!" I hug her.

She sits on the couch.

"How was rehearsals?"

"Really good, actually. My teacher says I'm the best one she's ever known."

"Oh, I'm so proud of you!" She says happily.

I smile.

"Where's dad?" I ask.

"In his office. He came back late, then when straight to his office."

I nod.

"Also, I saw Yeonjun's car. Did he drop you off?" She asks.

I blush and nod.

"He did. He made me a playlist even. I wasn't expecting that at all." I blush even more.

"So cute. You see, your father doesn't like him, but I love him. He is a sweetheart. Your father gets worried because you're his daughter. But he's too harsh about that boy."

I nod.

"You have my blessings."

I look at her with wide eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes. I remember when I was young and fell in love with someone whom my father didn't approve of. Which was your father."

"Dad? No way."

"Its true. He even had a leather jacket." She giggles.

I laugh.

"Thank you, mom." I say softly and she smiles at me.

"Just promise me you'll be careful."

"I promise." I hug her gently.

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I was in my last class of the day. Art. I draw some fruit.

"Oh, that looks amazing, Y/N." I look and see Lily.

I smile.

"Thank you. What did you draw today?"

"Oh, a waterfall." She tells me.

"Oooo looks so pretty," I say.

"Thank you. So, how is it going with Mr. Emo?" She smiles as she asks me this. I blush.

"Well.......Yeonjun is taking me somewhere today before rehearsal." I tell Lily.

She squeals and people in the class look at us. I cover her mouth.

"Lily!" I whisper yell.

"Sorry." She whispers back.

I smile at her.

"It's not a date."

"It should be. Girl, he's head over heels for you." She tells me.

I shake my head and roll my eyes.

"No, he's not."

"You are blind then." I roll my eyes. She giggles. "Have fun on your date." I shake my head.

I start packing my stuff and get ready to leave. I grab my drawing and hand it to the teacher.

"Good job. Very creative." He tells me.

"Thank you, sir." I bow and wave bye. I grab my stuff and leave.

I walk out of the building and see Yeonjun already waiting. He's wearing a black t-shirt with a grey jacket, and black jeans. He's so beautiful.

I look around and see them confused. I already hear people talk and I get nervous. He looks up at me and smiles. I blush.

I walk up to him.

"Here is my lady. I was wondering when you would show up, " he says, smiling at me. I smile.

"You flirt! Let's go already." I say as he opens the door for me and I get in the car.

I put on my seat belt and he gets in the car. He drives away.

"Want to pick a playlist? I have many." He says.

"Sure." I smile and grab his phone and look through his music app. I go through his playlist and see the same one from yesterday. I blush and go through it. Holy shit.... it's most of the groups I enjoy. And artists. He made this one for me?? Just for me? Why?

I press play to it and it plays Jeff Satur like last night. But it's a different song. He knows how much Jeff means to me.

"So, where are we going?" I ask.

"A place I know you'll love." He smiles at me.

"Oh, I am intrigued."

"Oh, just wait, my lady." I blush so much.

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We get to a cat cafe. I gasp.

"A CAT CAFE?!"

He smiles.

"I know how much you love cat cafes."

I get out excited.

"Wait, I was going to open the door for you." I giggle.

"You don't always have to do that."

"I know, but I want to." I get quiet and we go inside.

I look at the menu and I saw the chocolate muffin and hot chocolate combo.

"Order anything. It's on me." I blush.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah go ahead."

"Then a chocolate muffin with hot chocolate please."

"Anything for you." Yeonjun says flirtatiously.

He orders our stuff, and we go to sit down in a booth. I see three cats near the booth. I squeal. A cat walks over to us and plops down on my lap. I smile and pet its head gently.

"Hi little baby."

Yeonjun smiles at me.

"It likes you." I smile.

"Well, I love you too." I say to the cat gently and it looks up at me.

"This cat looks like a cloud with how fluffy it is," Yeonjun says.

I giggle. It was about 10 minutes later that our food and drinks is ready. He gets up and grabs our stuff. I smile as I watch him go get it.

He comes back and puts stuff on the table.

"Ohhh, thank you, Yeonjun." I smile and I drink my hot chocolate.

We sit and chat for a while. We played with cats after we ate and drank our drinks.

We leave happily.

"That was so much fun," I say happily.

Yeonjun opens the door to his car for me and I get in. I put on my seat belt.

He takes me to my rehearsal.

"I'll be here when you get out." He tells me.

"Wait what? It's going be a while."

"I don't mind. I have homework. And my computer and earbuds. I don't mind waiting for you, my lady." This man knows how to melt my heart. I smile.

"Ok, but don't complain to me when you get bored."

"I promise. " I shut the door and go to the building.

I found out I was the first one here, so I put on my outfit and practiced.

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*after rehearsal*

"Y/N! You were amazing today!" Lisa tells me.

"Oh, thank you! I really appreciate it."

"Y/N, I saw Yeonjun's car outside when we came in. Me and Faye. So, did he drop you off?" Tiffany asks me.

"Oh...um yes. He dropped me off."

"Oh my god!" Tiffany squeals.

"I knew he liked you!" Faye says.

"He doesn't! He is just a good friend who takes care of me."

"Yeah, and does stuff that a boyfriend would do," Lisa says.

"And besides....you like him too," Faye says.

I blush.

"I do....but...he's just being nice. Look I gotta go." I grab my stuff and run out.

I look and see Yeonjun writing in his car. He's so pretty....no....i shouldn't think like this...

I go to the back and open the door and put my stuff in. I shut the door and go to the passenger side.

"There's my lady." I close the door and blush.

"Hi, Yeonjun." I smile.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes." I nod and he drives off.

Music plays in the background as he drives me home. We get to my house and I get out of the car.

"Wait!" Yeonjun stops me.

I turn to him.

"Can I drop you off again tomorrow?"

"Again?" I blush.

"Yes." He smiles at me.

I blush and nod.

He smiles at me and waves. I wave back and he leaves. I walk inside the house and gasp and see my dad mad.

"Was that the boy Yeonjun?"

"It was," I say quietly, getting scared.

"I told you to stay away from him."

"But dad-"

"Stay away from him! He is nothing but a no good asshole who will bring nothing but bad things. So I better not see him again! Now go to your room! I don't want even look at you!" He says angry and I start crying and upstairs. I shut my door in my room and I run to my bed crying.

He's such a jerk....

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A week has passed and it is now the day of the performance. I start getting nervous and I feel like crying.

I look out to see the audience, I see my friends and mom. My mom was talking to another mom. I look around and I don't see my father. Not surprised. He's either working or yelling.

I look around some more and in the back I see....Yeonjun....with his group of friends. He looks at me and smiles at me.

I blush and close the curtain.

"Ready ladies?!" My teacher asks.

"Yes!" We all yell.

"Alright! Places!"

We get into our spots.

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*after the performance.*

"Amazing job!" My friends hug me.

"Thank you!" They pull away and I see Yeonjun right behind them.

"Yeonjun..." I say softly. He shows me tulips.....my favorite flowers. I blush and smile. I grab them gently.

"You're as beautiful and as delicate as a tulip." He tells me.

A gasp is heard around me.

"Why don't we give them some space? Come on, girls." My mom tells my friends.

As it becomes me and him, I look into his eyes.

"I know, I'm not a guy who people would claim as no good or dangerous.....but......if you would have me.....can.....i be your boyfriend?"

I smile.

"Yes!" I don't care what anyone says......I'm in love with him....

He hugs me and kisses my cheek repeatedly.

I love him.

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Hi everyone! I'm trying to come up with different themes for these stories. I'm honestly really proud of how far I'm coming along with these stories. I actually have an idea I wanted to talk to you all about. I wanted to write ideas for Christmas stories because it is coming up so quickly. What do you guys think?

- Luna 💜🩷

[greensagephase]

So I had wrote out a massive paragraph talking about different songs that I hoped might inspire you for Nonviolent Communication regarding Gabriella and Miguel… However, tumblr had other ideas and decided to reload and delete all of my hard work.

So first things first, highly recommend you check out the song Happy/Sad by Nathan Lane featured in the Adams Family Movie where Gomez is singing to Wednesday about growing up because to me it reminds me of how Miguel would react to Gabriella and we all know Miguel is very Gomez coded.

Secondly, because tumblr’s cruelties, I just said fuck it and rather typing out every single song for you to go back and forth listening to I just made a playlist.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/74RQFVEFTmHizHTshKg5dS?si=mFg1O5fHTLy226vYohjnUw

Here is the link to it, I made it especially for you.

Last thing before I go.

Y/N x Miguel especially for NVC…

Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.

Trust me.

Rue... I'm sitting here first of all, feeling so touched about the playlist!!! As Dr. Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb) once said, if I had a nickel for every time someone made a music playlist for one of my writing projects, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird (AWESOME) that it happened twice!!! EEEEEEEE, THANK YOU OMG!!!!!!! You're the second person that's made one for me in almost 10 years (the first being my best friend for an old fanfic back in the wattpad days)!!!

Second... Rue!!!!!! I swear there's only like 13 songs I don't recognize at all, but the rest are in my liked songs already!!! The following songs: - "Isn't She Lovely" - "Your Song" - "Slipping Through My Fingers" (OH MY GOD HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS SONG FOR NC!?!?!?! IT BREAKS MY HEART EVERY TIME, I'M LITERALLY CRYING RN 😭😭) - "Butterfly Fly Away" - "Chiquitita" (no bc how do you know I'm a big fan of ABBA???? I love them and this song!!!) - "Thank You For The Music" - "Tu Sangre en Mi Cuerpo" (girl, you listen to Pepe Aguilar?? I'M SHOOK!!! And now I'm imagining Miguel and Gabby singing this together, brb... gonna go cry again😭) - "Matilda" (no, the way I was listening to this song the other day and thinking about Miguel??? "You can let it go/you can throw a party full of everyone you know/and not invite your family, cause they never showed you love" and "you can start a family who will always show you love/you don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own" tell me this isn't Miguel!! 😭😭I was already thinking of adding this one for a future chapter) - "Beautiful Boy" - "Yellow" - "The Scientist" - "Rivers and Roads"(I heard this one again a few days ago while on shuffle, and I was thinking this would be a good song for NC, hehe!) - "Promise" (this Laufey song always gets me omg) - "Pluto Projector" - "Heart To Heart" (one of my favs by DeMarco) - "Are you Lonesome Tonight?" (one of my fav songs by Presley, period!! Always gets me emotional) - "Ma Belle Evangeline" (The Princess and the Frog is one of my fav princess movies ever (probably the second; it switches with Rapunzel; depends on the day) and I love this song by Ray!!) - "Recuerdame" (YOU CAME STRAIGHT FOR ME WITH THIS ONE AND I WAS THINKING ABOUT ADDING IT BUT THEN DECIDED AGAINST IT BECAUSE I KNEW I WAS GOING TO CRY HARDER IF I DID😭😭😭😭)

these songs literally have me like this rn ⬇️

ALSO NOT "CHASING CARS" PLSSSSSS THAT SONG ALWAYS MAKES ME WANT TO CRY WITHOUT FAILURE - it's nearly 1am and I'm listening to it now and trying not to cry about it (again) AHHHH BUT YOU'RE SO RIGHT - IT'S FITTING!!!

I'm def adding some of these, Rue!!!!! Thank you for making this playlist for me, I'm so happy right now 😭😭 This was so sweet of you!!! Also, I'm sorry Tumblr messed up your post!! I've seen some people complain about tumblr doing that to them, it sucks!!!

But THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!! I LOVE THIS PLAYLIST!!!! I hope you're having a wonderful week so far, Rue!!! 💕💕🫶🏼🥹

Alondra❤️

[woneuntonzz]

˙⋆✮ 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 (pt. 1 » pt. 2)

💽 ; ATEEZ as author's favorite songs

( ATEEZ × gn!reader )

contains: fluffy-fluff, angst, cursing, (slightly) obsessive behavior, drinking and smoking (very brief), one itsy-bitsy suggestive joke

a/n: this was not based off of the members' personalities whatsoever, I just kinda shuffled my playlist and wrote these short stories and assigned them to whichever member I felt like assigning it to.

⛦ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ!

more under the cut .ᐟ -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Hongjoong [ Will He — Joji ]

There’s been a phenomenon with Hongjoong’s songs. Fans have been noticing some sort of storyline, but it’s continuous throughout every release.  “Will he play you those songs… just the way that I did?” —you received a three-minutes and twenty-two seconds voicemail from a number left unnamed in your heart and mind, and named Hongjoong in your contacts. It was the first night of winter, marks the first year ever since the day you’ve said goodbye to the long hours of yearning for someone who seemed to love the idea of spending his time in his shitty studio and earning to get it fixed to fit the luxury of his dreams, more than he’d ever love you. And now he’s got those luxuries, but those were not the core of his dreams after all. The gist of his dreams now saw him as a stranger, covering their ears whenever they heard his songs, clearing that nickname he had on their contacts that meant something deeper than the Pacific. 

You knocked thirteen times —thirteen times and he was the one scowling once the door was opened. He had expected you to wait, to sit on the couch, make love to him after a long day of work, but he never knew that an hour after opening that door, he’d be all alone in his studio.  “Let’s break up.” was the last thing he expected to hear from his loving, caring, and warm-hearted lover.  “Y/n…” but what was he supposed to say? To do?  It was only then that he’d realize how much of a fuck-up he’d been in your relationship. A dozen missed calls, messages left on delivered for more than twenty-four hours. Who wouldn’t get tired of him and his unwavering passion for music. “You listen to your own music more than you listen to me.” the tinge of red that colored the inside of your eyes and the tears that threatened to fall at any moment were enough to break him. “Y/n… I love you… I-I’m sorry—” “And you love your music too, don’t you? Why don’t you ask it to be your girlfriend then?” 

It’s been a year, and surely, you still heard his songs everywhere. And that three-minute long voicemail was his new song, and it was all about you. Again. Your new significant other was not oblivious of this, and Hongjoong was not oblivious of them either. Somehow, he’s managed to find out you were involved with someone new. It was a good thing and a bad thing all at once. Maybe it was a sign, a driving force for him to finally forget about you, or it could be the beginning of the end, smoking and drinking away as he authored songs about you, and this person who stole you from him. 

I don’t love you anymore, Joong.  He didn’t know what hurt him more. The fact that you’ve repeated those same words a hundred times for a year now, or your use of the nickname only you would call him when you were still together. Well at least it’s only through text —was the most light-hearted thought he had about your reply to his three-minute voicemail. But that didn’t answer his question, did it. Will he, Y/n? Will he?

Seonghwa [ Falling Behind — Laufey ]

Seonghwa felt stupid for stalling so much, thinking of the most cliché solutions to the burning fire in his heart. It’s your fault —is the first thing that comes to mind whenever he sees you, whenever his insides are set to flames from the mere sound of your voice. And now, he's finally gonna tell you. He knew where you lived, how could he not when he was the one who sold that house to you? 

A real estate agent who was a hopeless romantic. He was nearing thirty-five, thirty-two and has yet to find the love of his life. Surely he’d be fine till he reaches thirty-eight, but the sad truth of it all started dawning on him. One night at the bar ago, he was having the night of his life with his friends, all within his age-group, and all with lovers. But not him. He was free to mingle, free to ask whichever person caught his attention, “How old are you?” “Twenty-two.” “Oh, me? I’m twenty-five.” “Twenty-seven.” —there were varying answers, and the people above twenty-seven? They weren’t single.  He heard his most desired answer outside the bar, a week later, at the house his boss wanted him to get rid of. “I’m thirty-two.” but you were his client, and he had to keep things professional and not react like a hormonal teenage boy, because you were single too. He admired how well-kept you were, and envied how much better you were at handling being single. He was with you throughout the whole process of purchasing the house, and when you saw the guy you liked on a date and cried at the backyard with a bottle of wine. It was the last day of the transaction. Seonghwa was supposed to ask you out too since he figured he might not have any more excuses to see you after the transaction. But when he saw you with dried streaks of tears and that wine that tastes like shelf dust to him, all he could do was sit next to you and have you in his arms as you told him about that ‘asshole’. Now he’s in front of your doorstep, and with the ring of the doorbell, you showed up. But he hated that that ‘asshole’ had to show up too. He wanted to punch him, to ask you why that jerk had his arm around your waist. But you looked so happy. It’s only been two weeks since he’s tasted that shelf dust wine, and you already have this guy in your house. “He apologized, and it was his sister after all.” yeah, no shit.  He hated that you had to invite him to your backyard to come eat barbeque with them. Barbeque? And what else, that musty wine? —yet, he was now seated at the table with you and your fiancé. And he thought it couldn’t get any worse. He looked up at the sky for a moment, and he chuckled to himself. You and that asshole were like the sun and the sky, and he was the clouds, all kept to himself.  When the asshole went off into the house to get whatever Seonghwa didn’t care about, you told him, “I never expected for it to come to this… so fast.”  Now he chuckled at you, but he kept his eyes on the sky. “I was feeling hopeless. These days it just seems like… everybody’s falling in love, you know?” “Yeah.” he laughed, finally looking at you. But you would never be able to tell if it was real. “And I’m falling behind.”

Yunho [ Valentine — Laufey ]

Strong, independent, and full of wisdom. Such an admiring sight, even more so for Yunho. You were an admiring sight. When the holidays came rolling around, he was back home, and this girl from the law school he attended had been the cup of tea in conversations with his parents and his younger brother who wanted nothing more than for him to shut up. But he was just a man, and he wondered what it was like to be with you beyond your shared classes and the mock case trials.  Finally, you had room to breathe, holidays were over and you were finally away from the jarring jabs of your nosy relatives, “testing” your “lawyer skills”, or capabilities rather. Not like law school was entirely pleasant, you still had Jeong Yunho to deal with. But at least he wasn’t a complete stick up your ass, unlike your relatives. Jeong Yunho was annoyingly witty, but at the same time reliable. Your daily bickering set your blood to simmer everytime, but it was the highlight of his day, you could tell. But that’s just him, he’s like that to everybody. And he was your friend, one of the very few you had.  Well, that was until, “Will you be my valentine?” —God, how you hated the month of love. It was torturously beautiful to see the couples making out in the most open spaces possible, the daunting public display of affection, or sometimes sharing an innocent hug or crying or laughing at each other’s faces. You never understood the function of it all for humanity, fortunately —or unfortunately— for you, Yunho was there to teach you. “Me? You want me, of all people?” he laughed at your face, but it was the way he asked for your hand and bowed his head that led you to smack him.  “I’m serious!” but I don’t know how… “I just want you… as my valentine. That’s all I ask.” You tried to argue again, but somehow this was a case you couldn’t win. On the evening of Valentine's Day, you sat on a bench next to him, holding a bouquet of your favorite porch flowers, and a teddy bear. Cliché —you thought, but you were smiling and blushing like an idiot the whole day after he touched your hands to help you aim at the shooting booth, and when his lips almost touched your cheek in the photo booth, and when he bought you one of those color-coded bracelets that had corresponding meanings —he got you red, “Wait, why red?” “Huh?” he asked you back, but he heard your question. It was loud and clear in his mind, like the beats of his heart.  “Why red? Red means—” “I love you —fuck,” you were visibly shocked by the revelation —and the way he cursed under his breath. “I’m in love with you, Y/n.” Fuck, what do I say? “Um… thanks?” He was a bit hurt with that, but he knew that behind all that intellect was a lack of sense when it came to love. “You’re welcome.” his voice had gone quiet, and his smile was unlike the playful ones you’ve always gotten. Well, shit. You were suddenly realizing how much he meant to you, and how you were always secretly waiting for him to “torment” you everyday. “I think… I love you too.” And for sure, the day ended with him saying, “I can’t believe I get to call you mine.” and all you did was blink, and for the first time ever, you had a Valentine.

Yeosang [ sweetener — Ariana Grande ]

The life of an unemployed, depressed, disoriented, and lonely — not completely, because today you were sitting in your best friend’s, on grand opening day.  “No, no. I’m not here to borrow money. I already owe you a lot.” you tell your best friend as you sip on the coffee she gave you for free. “I’m here for emotional support.” She snorted, it was all light-hearted fun, but you could’ve broken her nose, if it weren’t for the face-wrinkling bitterness of the coffee she gave you. “And your therapist?” she asks before laughing at the way your face turned sour from the taste of the coffee. “I can’t even afford one.” you hissed at the unpleasant attack on your taste buds, to which your best friend responded to by calling over one of the baristas. “Yeosang, can you give my girl some sweetener for her coffee?” when the barista went to your table and smiled at the both of you, you felt like you didn’t need any more sweetener.  And of course your best friend laughed and teased you for being attracted to one of her employees, not like you could care. After a while of considering therapy, you’d seek it, but it’d be at your best friend’s café. The baristas assumed you were always there because you were close with the owner, while that was true, there was another reason.  “Extra sweetener, as usual?” It’s been a month, and the sugar packets you got from Yeosang helped you more than your old therapist’s notes.  He was noticing you too, and so far, you’ve been his favorite reason to not skip work, all while he’s been a reason for you to do better and actually find a job. Luckily for you, your best friend lost one of her cashier’s. You were up for the job. Coincidence or not, both parties were thankful that your shifts aligned with each other. You were definitely not losing your job anytime soon.  However, dealing with various “breeds” of customers is never easy. You have the daily “Where”, “What”, and “Why”s from customers who can’t be tamed with talk. One day it became too much, and you came wandering at the back of the establishment with a lit cigarette in between your middle and index fingers. Your shift mate caught up to you, of course. He saw every customer interaction, and the way the genuinity of your smile faded gradually as the day progressed. “Coffee?” you jolted from where you stood, because you swore you were sneaky enough to not get noticed with your pack of smoke on your way to the back. “I thought you were quitting smoking.” He held out a small cup of coffee. He had always known you needed extra sugar, so all you did was sip. “I’m trying.” but then the coffee was bitter, as bitter as the first coffee you’ve ever had in that café. “It’s bitter.” Your eyes stayed on the cup for a short while before facing him, you were just gonna ask if he had already added sweetener, and if he hadn’t you’d just ask him for it. He didn’t add any, and for a reason. He’d give you that sweetener though, just not in the way you’d expect. The sweetener was pure sugar, ecstasy, and in the form of his lips. A kiss. It lasted for a while, and it’s been almost an hour since the end of your shift. “Is this your way of getting me to quit smoking altogether?” you were breathless from his kiss. And he was too, but somehow he managed to laugh and tell you, “You don’t like bitter things but you love to smoke.” Not anymore. Because he’s here now. And he’ll bring the bitter taste to a halt. “You’re my favorite sweetener, you know that?” and that night, you were smoking something else.

(a/n: this kinda suck LOL. sorry for the last bit for yeosang's i'm in a silly goofy mood — also i'm so in love with him wtf???? and yeah, i'm a seonghwa biased lmaooo)

[twsthc]

twst character playlists pt. 2 🎧☆

⚠️ warnings: not a warning but i just wanted to say that i have 2-3 asks in my drafts rn!!! i have not been ignoring you ive been procrastinating studying for finals and sleeping ^_^!!! they should be answered soon i prommy, ty for ur patience <3

last updated: december 17, 2023

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Riddle: Red Velvet - Day 1 , Lee Hi - Only , Laufey - Promise , Beabadoobe - Glue Song , Men I Trust - Show Me How , Humming Urban Stereo - Banana Shake

cutie patootie basically

also music thats easy to study to!!! i just swiped this from my study playlist.

Ace: VANO 3000 - Running Away [adult swim] , Gorillaz Ft. Kali Uchis - She's My Collar , Worthikids - Friends In Low Places , Joey Valence & Brae - GUMDROP

music i listen to in roller skating rinks and drinking slurpees and crying

only ace uses a skateboard and probably wouldn't be crying and would drink the cola icee instead of the blue raspberry one

Deuce: AC/DC - Highway to Hell , Dominic Fike - Mama's Boy , The Offspring - Pretty Fly (For A White Guy) , Army Of Lovers - Crucified , Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - Bad Reputation

"ACDC stands for acedeuce" -someone from the twsthc server

ummm not really much to add to this. deucepel canon. join my server

Cater: Aliyah's Interlude - IT GIRL , Girls Generation - Gee , IVE 아이브 - After LIKE , NewJeans - Super Shy , LE SSERAFIM - Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard's wife

BITCH, YOU KNOW IM SEXY. UGH! DONT CALL, JUST TEXT ME XP

cater is a kpop stan and knows all the lyrics and dances and hums them randomly whilst walking down the hallway i saw her

Trey: Fuji Kaze - Shinunoga E-Wa , CAFUNÉ - Tek It , monsune - OUTTA MY MIND , piri & tommy - soft spot , Essosa - Waste My Time , Tatsuro Yamashita - Fragile

chill as fuck. in his zone. moisturized. at peace.

he plays this on low levels as he bakes and while hes studying

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Leona: SZA - Broken Clocks , Childish Gambino - Redbone , Kendrick Lamar , Money Trees , Tyler, The Creator - See You Again , willowsmith - Wait a Minute! , Tyla - Water

leona is a part of the sassy male apocalypse

listens to Broken Clocks while its raining like he just went thru a breakup (he didnt)

Ruggie: Chief Keef - I Don't Like , jnhygs - JERK! , babyxsosa - EVERYWHERE I GO , Flo Milli - Conceited , Ice Spice - Princess Diana , Brent Faiyaz - Been Away (Jersey Club Remix) 

n i just fell n luv w a gangster, so he put my name n a tatt

but i dont let em come 2 the crib, so we get it on where we at

Jack: Outkast - Ms. Jackson , Destiny's Child - Bills, Bills, Bills , The Notorious B.I.G - Big Poppa , MF DOOM - Rapp Snitch Knishes , 2Pac - California Love

lalalalalaaa

my favorite african american

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Azul: Queen - Killer Queen , Joan Sebastion - Secreto de Amor , Caravan Palace - Rock It For Me , Lady Gaga - Americano , Chicago - We Both Reached For the Gun

once again older jazzy sounding songs

also electroswing. the octatrio are electroswing, and the Chicago musical

Jade: The Buttress - Brutus , Elita Harkov - Sour Switchblade , Elita Harkov - Mentally Not Here , KikuoHana - 不幸屋の娘 , NASTYONA - 09 요단강

in part one i put their cute girly girl hiking mushroom collecting playlist but here is their fucked up evil plotting and biting playlist

also useful for studying and lounge shifts! three in one!

Floyd: DIGITAL CIRCUS - Pilot Official Soundtrack , Kikuo - 天国へ行こう , Rufus Wainwright - Another Believer , Chuu - Heart Attack (sped up) , SB Soundtrack - Clownfish Capers

what can i say

silly goofy music for a silly goofy guy

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Kalim: Heavenly - P.U.N.K Girl , No Doubt - Just A Girl , TWINKLE ♡ HEART/jun 音源 , Cascada - Everytime We Touch (Nightcore) , Dolly Style - Cherry Gum (Nightcore) , S3RL - All That I Need

hime gyaru kalim lives

i snuck in nightcore and S3RL im really not sorry

Jamil: Marie Madeleine - Swimming Pool , X-RAY SPEX - I Am a Poseur , Vundabar - Alien Blues , Memo Boy - Insomniac

just a girl

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Vil: Lady Gaga - Beautiful, Dirty, Rich , Barry Manilow - At the Copa , NewJeans - ETA , Judy Singh - Up and Down , Amy Winehouse - Stronger Than Me

Epel: MF DOOM - Doomsday , Primus - The Devil Went Down To Georgia , The Crane Wives - The Moon Will Sing , October Country - My Girlfriend Is a Witch ,

The Devil Went Down To Georgia is the type of shit epel would listen to while performing the most back breaking nail chipping farm chores

Rook: I Monster - Lust for a Vampyr , Kali Uchis - I Wish you Roses , peace - stolen dance , Lamp - From The Window ,

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Idia: TOPHAMHAT-KYO -Princess♂ , LamazeP - 難聴系男子が倒せない , Bokusatsu Tenshi Dokuro-chan OP , BLEND-A - Bon Appetit S , Bakudan Poppy - Oha-Yo-del , Dancing Samurai

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Malleus: Soap&Skin - Me and the Devil , Yoko Kanno - Green Bird

Silver: Korn - All in the Family , batta - chase , Lil Boodang - Jesus Don't Like That I'm Gay but Satans Cool With It , My Chemical Romance - Teenagers ,

yes thats the name of that song

emo teen music, not cos theyre an emo teen but cos lilia introduced the genre

Sebek: deaf, doesn't listen to music

Lilia: BABYMETAL - Headbangeeeeerrrrr!!!!! , Graveyardguy (feat. Slayyyter) - Final Girl , NANAOAKARI - One Room Sugar Life

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

I have songs that remind me of Ineffavle husbands and you should listen to all of them some of them are better suggestions than others these are basically selections from my 15 hour playlist here you are listen to them

What is this feeling from wicked

From the start and valentine by Laufey

Waiting on an Angel and burn one down by Ben Harper

Knockin on heavens door and November rain by Guns N’ Roses

The way I am by Ingrid Michaels on

When you love someone by Bryan adams

Like a prayer and lucky star by Madonna

You will be loved again and Angel mine by the cowboy junkies

Gamble everything for love by Ben lee

The story by Brandi Carlisle

Running with the devil by Van Halen

Laughing with, two birds, Samson, and Us by Regina Spector

Angel by sarah mclahan

Dear god by xtc

Without you and I’ll cover you from rent

Stars from Les miserable

I will, here there and everywhere, we can work it out, it’s only love, yesterday, till there was you by the Beatles

Blue hat for a blue day by Nick heyward

Love song, just like heaven, love cats, boys don’t cry by the cure

Live and let die by wings

There is a light theat never goes out, heaven knows I’m miserable now, this charming man by the smiths

Star man by David Bowie

Popcorn sale by Santa

There must be an Angel playing with my heart, sweet dreams are made of this by eurythmics

Secure yourself and power of two by the indigo girls

The winner takes it all and Angeleyes by abba

Sympathy for the devil by Rolling Stones

Got my mind set on you and my sweet lord by George Harrison

SONG RECSSS WAHOO

[mr-laveau]

i was tagged by the lovely @zozo-01 to pick some songs and list the ships i associate them with. My twitter and discord peeps can attest I'm a playlist bitch so let's get into!

Milo/Sweetheart

This shit! It's them, it's SH realizing they like Milo and I eat. It. Fuckin'. Up. It's sweet, it's calming and feels like falling in love in the best way.

Darlin/Sam

Listen, if I hear this, it's instantly me thinking about how Darlin sees themselves as some unlovable figure for Sam who foolishly sees them as someone they believe they are not. I FEED ON THIS SHIT.

Darlin/Quinn

It's them. It's them. No I don't actively ship this but it's what I think of when I hear it and it's the past that Darlin and Quinn had before they both split. This owns them in my head and this is what they were with Quinn. It's them growing apart and Darlin slowly progressing past Quinn in their healing while he's hesitant which later resorts in him getting violent.

Honey/Guy

@cashandprizes and I both have an unspoken same brain connection where we both have somehow decided this is a Hot Honey Pizza (peep the ship name, Lexi's genius) song. And we're right. It is.

D. A. M. N Polycule

Yes I do have specific songs for FL/[insert boi] but I'm a poly bitch, Fern's a poly bitch, of course we're taking a hold of this. This song, will without fail, will have me thinking about an animatic with FL popping through doors and kissing each boi. That's just how it is.

David/Darlin

THIS. THIS IS A DAVID/DARLIN SONG. It's primarily my Darlin song because of the song's themes and interpretation but it can be applied beautifully to David and Darlin and I rock with it.

Smartass/Aaron & Carter/Lasko/Aaron

I BLAME @calicostorms FOR THIS! That David kinnie knew what he was doing putting that in his Aaron playlist and now that's what I rock to everytime I think about them. I love Cal tho so he gets a pass. It also just has that morning vibe for Carter and his boys getting ready for work.

Anyways that's it and I think that I'll be picking my victims now >:3:

@autisticempathydaemon @cashandprizes @ejunkiet @penncilkid @whatalovelymae (I'm curious)* whoever else wants to hop in! (Also sorry if you were already tagged)

[makoodles]

Y/n just picking fruit/getting samples and singing out loud having their playlist on shuffle and the most unfortunate line up of a songs come up and confusing (insert, whoever you think would have a funny reaction/misunderstanding)

Y/n: completely at peace and happy, singing along to their favorite songs

THE SONGS

Promise Laufey

Let you break my heart again

Can’t the future just wait

It’s over, isn’t it?

(Literally, any Mitski song)

Navi who was just walking past and heard them :ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?

ahahahaha bro i hyperfixate on songs so i just know that i would be driving the na'vi fucking crazy by listening to the same songs over and over and over again 😭

like everyone makes fun of me because my spotify unwrapped never changes ahahahaha

[ambiguouscheese]

hello !! i'm here for the elaborate aesthetic matchup thingy ? ?? first time doing this so i hope i'm doing this correctly lmao

i'd like nevermore pls :)

personality: enfp // isfj 9w1, virgo. i'm super bubbly and enthusiastic like your normal manic pixie girl. i'm also fairly quiet irl, just kind of . vibing? idk. i'm super morbid, and i adore learning about gory details.

i like candles, moths, snakes, and mythology. i don't like roaches, loud people, or attention seekers. feet, too. don't like those. some hobbies of mine are embroidery, ballroom or folk dancing, rollerskating, dressing up, and making paper dolls.

color ? ? ? probably a dark purple or a bright yellow. no clue.

my favorite music//artists -probably hozier, miracle musical, ABBA, blondie, laufey, and Billy Joel.

soup dumplings, watercolors, lily of the valley's, satin ribbons, and fizzy drinks probably represent me ??

there aren't really any tropes that i like. DESPISE. probably ones where they just hate eachother. i cannot stand surrogate siblings, like kaeluc or something.

i adore any oblivious x super flustered tropes, or where one character has like a panic attack and the other is super soothing. idk man.

i have to request not to give me montresor or duke. montresor is a given but duke is like. bestie material .

i'd prefer an adult guy for the character :)

thank you so so much !! i hope this was enough aha

you have been matched with . . . pluto !!

✧ pluto is an adorable little babygworl who absolutely finds you enchanting!! i can see the two of you being childhood friends who separate but see each other again later in life where you both become friends again and eventually lovers. there's something about you that has got him smitten, though you seem to be slightly oblivious to the effect you have on him. he enjoys your bubbly presence and his heart probably feels like it's ran a marathon whenever you laugh.

✧ at first, the two of you would usually hang around as a group with other people, but once while at the library, you discovered that he enjoyed reading mythological books! as the two of you bonded over your shared enjoyment of mythology, you began to hang out more one on one. after time (and probably some urging from pluto's friends as there is no way that his flustered self and your oblivious self would manage to pull this off on your own), you realized that the two of you were more than just friends!

✧ when together, i can see him reluctantly agreeing to going roller skating with you (he would cling to the side bars in fear most definitely though until you finally take his hand in which he dies even more because he is a flustered boy <3) and even though he may not be the best at it, he'll still always go because that means he gets to spend time with you! similar to the roller skating, he would also dance with you if you expressed enough interest in it and i think he'd be better at dancing than he is at roller skating! it'd become a pastime for the two of you to enjoy dances in the kitchen while listening to your favorite songs as another form of spending time. for some reason, i also imagine you doing his eyeliner and him being flustered the entire time but still rocking the makeup look you did!

✧ even though you can be quiet irl, he loves nothing more than listening to you rant about the things you like- be it some cool new fact about human body decomposition or some cool picture you found of deteriorating body parts (though he might find that slightly less enjoyable than other things), he will always readily listen to whatever you have to say!

✧ your trope -> childhood friends to lovers, black cat x orange cat, flustered x oblivious

✧ start playlist -> lovers rock - tv girl | always forever - cults | fly me to the moon - frank sinatra | heart of glass - blondie | shrike - hozier | would that i - hozier |

✧ your relationship moodboard ->

a/n: thanks for requesting, i hope you enjoy!!

[crazylittlejester]

Hiiiii, I also have finals so it’s understandable to be STRESSIN’ cause I’m doing the same and I’d be a hypocrite, but I hope you’re able to take time to rest and drink lots of water and able to take care of yourself <3

ALSO, onto the brainrot train and allowing my mind to wander right now, listening to a lot of music to study gave me another question: what would the chain’s favorite artists be??

HIII sorry for answering this late i have been Stressed lmao 😭

idk if you mean for like, my modern au or for my thoughts on just regular lu but they’re honestly mostly the same so technically here’s both alskdk

Time: KISS, Guns N’ Roses, Bon Jovi, Metallica, basically he is your average father who hasn’t listened to new music since like. the 80s. I DO think it’d be really really funny if he also just really fucked with like two Katy Perry songs

Warriors: Queen, David Bowie, Arctic Monkeys, Brittney Spears, Lady Gaga, Sabrina Carpenter, Chappell Roan, ANY of those songs playing in really thirsty ass tiktok edits, Nicki Minaji’s Starships specifically, Lady Gaga again, Marina and the Diamonds, he’s a 2010s pop girlie mainly. But then also this motherfucker would put on the most violent sounding classical music you’ve ever heard in the middle of a playlist that has Miley Cyrus and Bruno Mars in it. He would also LOVE Hozier

Twilight: “he listens to country music” yes, BUT i think he’d also just really love music from the 50s and 60s. and specifically just Shake It Off by Taylor Swift. Just that one

Sky: The Crane Wives, Ricky Montgomery, Conan Gray, Hozier, Mitski, Laufey, ABBA, Queen, probably Taylor Swift

Hyrule: He found some random french dude who no one has ever heard of before and he fucks with it SO heavily. Also just rain sounds and video game tracks

Legend: Mcr, Fallout Boy, Will Wood, Will Wood and the Tapeworms, The Living Tombstone, Mindless Self Indulgence, Set It Off, Insane Clown Posse, Gorillaz, Paramore, and you’ll have to torture it out of him that he genuinely likes some P!ATD songs still

Wild: The literal definition of “whatever”. Like literally anything. The home depot beat, blink-182, Taylor Swift, jazz, Lana Del Ray, the sound of a metal pipe hitting a wall, the Arcane soundtrack, literally anything

Four: Cosmo Sheldrake, AURORA, also rain sounds, Modest Mouse, Vampire Weekend, Big Thief, also the literal sound of a metal pipe hitting the wall

Wind: The Living Tombstone because he LOVES FNAF, ABBA, Queen, Gorillaz, songs from tiktok edits that get stuck in his head, and Lady Gaga because he spends a little too much time with Warriors and is slowly absorbing his taste in music