#love the bruno mars vibes

[mo-nroette-blog]

Kim Jaehwan

Ponytail (2024)

[figureskatingpenguin]

Amber Glenn (USA): This Time | 2024 Cup of China, SP

[galaxyspark-6e16]

APT fever is on baby...

[singingowlfairy]

The way Bruno Mars is looking lately is giving Gomez Addams...just saying...

[thelov3lybookworm]

santa in dti loves me actually

[im-a-mess-of-a-person]

btw when my brain hears “james potter” it automatically pictures bruno mars??

[djevelbl]

I've been listening to some really good mashups done with APT. by ROSÉ ft. Bruno Mars and the conlusion I'm reaching is that you can probably make a case as to how and why an early 2000s song would go craazyyy when mashed with APT. and yknow what? I'm happy about that

[djsneakrfreak]

On repeat

[solxamber]

ˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

This is a small gift from me to you for Valentine's Day!

Submissions are now closed! Thanks for participating <3

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐞

Choose a character

Choose the type of relationship (Platonic or Romantic)

Choose a song! Or a specific line from a song!

Please make sure to leave the artist name or a link to the song!

𝐄𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞

[Riddle, Romantic, "Gemini" by TROY] OR

[Rollo, Romantic, "Whenever you're near, I feel like I can't breathe" (Gemini by TROY)]

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

Event submissions will be open for 2 days. Submissions close on the 2nd of February 2025. (1:30 a.m. UTC +4)

No Angst without comfort, No Hurt No Comfort, They'll all have happy endings.

I'll write based on the lyrics and/or the vibe of the song.

No language limits, the song can be in any language.

If I get the same character with the same song multiple times, I'll write it only once.

Playlist with all the songs: Link

Fics

Valentine's Special! Giving them Chocolates

1. Ace, Romantic, Jenny by Studio Killers

2. Idia, Romantic, Absolutely Smitten by Dodie

3. Floyd, Romantic, Obsessed by Sophie Powers (Suggestive)

4. Rook, Romantic, Love Story by Indila

5. Vil, Romantic, Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray

6. Silver, Romantic, Yuusha by Yoasobi

7. Leona, Romantic, September by James Arthur

8. Malleus, Platonic, Fireflies never came by Harumaki Gohan

9. Lilia, Romantic, Lovesong by The Cure

10. Trey, Romantic, Casual by Chappell Roan (Suggestive)

11. Jade, Romantic, Suffering by Jorge Rivera-Herrans

12. Ace, Romantic, Always by I Fight Dragons

13. Azul, Romantic, Sleepless by Dutch Melrose

14. Deuce, Romantic, Again by Noah Cyrus

15. Riddle, Romantic, No Name Yet by Double Face

16. Vil, Romantic, Guilty as Sin by Taylor Swift

17. Neige, Romantic, Strawberry Mentos by Leanna Firestone

18. Leona, Romantic, Waiting on the Sun by Citizen Soldier

19. Ace, Romantic, 30 Second Love Story by Peggy

20. Leona, Romantic, We're Still Underground by Eve

21. Vil, Romantic, By Birthright by glaive

22. Leona, Romantic, Shivers by Ed Sheeran

23. Cater, Romantic, APT. by ROSÉ and Bruno Mars

24. Lilia, Romantic, Carrousel by Amir

25. Malleus, Romantic, Loving You Keeps Me Alive by Frank Wildhorn

26. Riddle, Romantic, Chai Tea by audrey

27. Ruggie, Romantic, Heartbreak Girl by 5 Seconds of Summer

28. Jamil, Romantic, Stupid in Love by MAX

29. Ace, Romantic, Orion Shining Above the Skies at Noon by Bank of Innovation

30. Azul, Romantic, My Sweetest Love by The Cat's Whiskers

31. Jamil, Romantic, Dazed & Confused by Glen Check

32. Malleus, Romantic, Treehouse by Alex G

33. Rollo, Romantic, Bewitched by Laufey

34. Deuce, Romantic, I Like Me Better by Lauv

35. Silver, Romantic, A Night to Remember by Laufey, Beabadoobee

36. Malleus, Romantic, Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis

37. Leona, Romantic, Homesick by MICO

38. Ace, Romantic, True Colors by Anna Kendrick, Justin Timberlake

39. Malleus, Romantic, La Da Dee by Cody Simpson

40. Ruggie, Romantic, Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan

41. Rook, Romantic, I bet on losing dogs by Mitski

42. Lilia, Romantic, Love wins all by IU

43. Floyd, Romantic, Burn Wild by ROZES, Young Bombs

44. Idia, Romantic, Ordinary by Alex Warren

45. Lilia, Romantic, BIRDS OF A FEATHER by Billie Eilish

46. Vil, Romantic, K.O. by Haiden Henderson

47. Jade, Romantic, 18 by One Direction

48. Jamil, Romantic, Stephanie by Nafeesisboujee

[ideksams]

fit in a little time for this quick doodle of yor, but as rose in APT! i love how cute she looks 🥹

i always end up liking bruno mars' collabs, and rose's vibe is so lovely ♡♡ haha (she's always been so ethereal...)

i guess i just wanted to join in the fun with merging the two 🤣 how fitting with my last art!

[oofmybad]

Simple joys

synposis: you and billie are hosting a cookout at your shared home. lots of domestic fluff and sweet interactions with family.

warnings: billie x female reader, black!reader, use of patwah (translations included), fluff, lowercase intended

a/n: i made a lil playlist for this fic. it’s mainly jazzy, soul vibes. some reggae here and there. these are the songs that soundtrack the story in my mind, i recommend listening to them while you read <3 but you do you boo

playlist:

i’d like to - corrine bailey rae

why iii love the moon - phony ppl

expensive shit - fela kuti

waiting in vain - bob marley

ajala - ezra collective

tell it like it is - aaron neville

bluh bluh bluh - by.alexander

give me one reason - tracy chapman

get up, interlude - tank and the bangas

natalie - bruno mars

just one lifetime - sting, shaggy

la fat fur - devonté hynes, conan mockasin

carmen - olivia dean

soinlovewithuuuuu!!!!! - 9th wonder

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today you and billie are hosting a cook out. all of billie’s family are coming, of course, plus peaches and mousse. your chosen family and friends are coming, too. these quarterly cook outs are famous amongst your friends - everyone says that you were born to host. it’s only the late morning, so you are still getting the whole of downstairs ready for visitors while billie remains asleep upstairs - she is NOT an early bird. you’ve set out all of your outside tableware, got the grill warming up on a low heat, and you have begun to take all of the marinated (fake) meat out of their containers ready to be cooked. a light breeze flows through the house, as you’ve opened the sliding doors to the back patio from the kitchen.

your favorite music is bumping through the kitchen, creating a warm, cozy, and happy vibe - you dance around as you complete your little tasks. shark has been attached to your hip all morning, he just wants to be a part of the action - clearly your bubbly energy has rubbed off on him but you love it. he jumps up on his hind legs, putting his front two legs on your tummy, so you hold his paws and dance with him.

billie, with a messy bedhead as her crown, pads her way downstairs to catch you having your sweet moment with shark. she decides not to announce her arrival and pulls out her phone to film a clip of her adorable pair dancing around the kitchen, instead. as she’s filming, she lets out an amused chuckle. this strikes your attention and you throw your head up to look, catching her with her phone in one hand.

“look who’s finally awake, baby!” you say to shark and let go of his paws. he trots off to billie, his tail whacking the kitchen island and creating a rhythmic thump.

“hi, sweet boy” billie coos to shark as she pats his tummy, now sat on her knees. “morning, babygirl” billie looks up at you from her view on the floor.

“hi, pretty. you’re finally awake!” you put your hands up in mock celebration. “it’s only-“ you turn to check the time on the oven “11:45” you say. billie just kisses her teeth at your comment. you ignore her sass and say, “ready, baby? everyone will be here in an hour… well… your gang will be. my gang will be two hours late as always.”

billie nods her head and walks over to give you a hug with a kiss on your neck. “let’s do it” she then says, smiling at your excitement.

after about 15 minutes, you and billie have fully prepared the house for your imminent guests so you both head back upstairs to get yourselves ready. now in your bedroom, you’re both riffling through your individual bikini drawers, deciding which ones to wear. billie lands on a simple black triangle bikini that has a small playboy charms hanging on either hip. you’ve settled on a dainty white scoop neck bikini, a cherry pattern sewn into it. with you both in your chosen bikinis, you turn around simultaneously and burst out laughing at your choices - each of you wearing something so quintesentially you. plus, the pair of you have accidentally dressed in a yin & yang theme - billie wearing a black bikini on her milky white skin, and you in a white bikini on your dark brown, black skin.

you throw a bright coral orange sundress over your body, and billie decides on some long jorts and a baseball jersey. just as you both are fully clothed, you hear the front door open and maggie calls out to the two of you from downstairs. “you go down, baby. i gotta grease my hair first” you say to billie. she walks over to your side of the room and places a quick peck to your forehead saying, “you look so pretty, my love”, before heading out of the room to greet her parents.

after half an hour has passed of you oiling your locs, you can hear the bustle of guests collecting downstairs. happy with your work, you slide on your white birkenstocks and head downstairs.

“y/n!” the whole patio calls out over the music when you walk through the open sliding doors. you can see all of billie’s friends and family chatting in their own formed bubbles, so you let out a wave with both of your hands as a way of greeting everyone at once. billie doesn’t miss the way the apples of your cheeks ball up from how shy you have suddenly become - she opens one of her arms for you to step into, immediately giving you relief. bille squeezes her arm around your shoulder, her hand snaking to your neck as she whispers in your ear, “feeling shy, princess? you know you love it.”

you turn your head in search for her eyes. once you’ve found them, you subtly roll your own then spin out of billie’s grip - heading over to the big table next to the grill. you stand with maggie helping her grill some of the food you prepared last night. “it smells so good, sweetheart”, she says. “thank you” you giggle, “i stole the marinade recipe from my auntie, i hope i’ve done it justice.”

“i’m sure she’ll let us know once she gets here” maggie jokes with you - she knows that your auntie is not one to hold back an opinion. “go hangout with the kids, sweetheart, i’ve got it covered” maggie shoos you away. you giggle at her calling y’all ‘kids’ because no one here is younger than 21.

as you turn away from maggie, billie calls out to you, “baby, come get in the pool. i miss you.”

“alright, alright, i’m coming” you reply while bunching up your dress in your hands, ready to take off once you reach the poolside. you dip your toe in testing the temerature, then walk all the way down the steps, happy with the soothing temperature. billie wades over to you and wraps her arms around your waist while you droop your own arms over her shoulders. “you really did miss me, huh?” you tease her. “sure did” she states, matter of factly. suddenly, you’re getting scooped up into her arms, water splashing around you as you yelp, and your legs wrap around billie’s waist for stability. “you look so so pretty, baby. like a pretty painting” billie says looking into your eyes. “you know i looooove you, right?” you jest in return. “oh yeah?” billie says right before her knees buckle and she dips you both underwater. still underwater, you push yourself off of billie and open your eyes to stick up your middle finger at her. billie makes a heart with her hands in return and pulls you in to quickly kiss you. as soon as you both have your heads above water again, you yell, “what the fuck, billie?! i got water up my nose!”

“sucks to suck” billie retorts with a shrug. you scrunch up your face in faux anger and shake your head agressively from side to side so that you can spray water on billie’s face, your locs creating a sprinkler effect. you can hear finneas and claudia laughing at billie as she uses her hands to shield her face - everyone cackling in unison. she tries to chase you around the pool and tickle you, but is unsuccessful because you moved to the deep end where you can stand but she cannot. amidst your back and forth teasing, you hear your auntie’s sweet accent coming from inside the house. “ahh!” you gasp and snap your head around looking for her. you run (slowly wade) out of the water and up the pool steps, quickly grabbing a towel to wrap around your torso. “auntie!” you call out with your arms wide open as she walks through your garden and into your arms.

“urgh! you’re wet!” she feigns annoyance, but keeps her place tucked in your arms. you ignore her comment and say, “i made your jerk. wollah di bikkle de ital” [all of the food is vegan] pulling out of the hug, a smirk on your face. “mi pikney! goodas, eh smells criss!” [my child! good girl, it smells good!] she says as she takes a sniff of the smoke coming off the grill.

“i saved you a spot in your favorite chair” you say to her, leading her arm to the cushioned deck chair. “duh yu waah sum ginger beer?” [a/n: do i really have to translate that?] you ask her as you walk over to the cooler, already knowing the answer. your hand rustles through the scratchy ice cubes in search of the browny-gold foil can. when you turn back around to give your auntie her drink, you spot billie leant over, giving her a hug. your feet freeze and you watch in admiration, grateful that your girlfriend and the woman who raised you get along so well. watching them both laughing away, surrounded by all of your chosen family and friends mingling, sends a wave of love coarsing through your veins. you’re in love with your girlfriend and the family that you’ve built together.

you walk over to the two of them, handing your auntie her drink as billie cuddles into you. “she treats you well?” your auntie asks you, using her eyebrows to point at billie. “… yes, auntie. she treats me very well”, you laugh at her protectiveness and smile at billie. “good gyal” your auntie says to billie, as she reaches up to her tattooed hand, “mi pikney treats yu well, too?” [a/n: again, surely that’s not worth translating] she asks billie. “yes, ma’am. more than i could ask for. she’s perfect” billie says looking into your eyes. “stop with that gay shit!” you shout out as you fake wretch and clamber out of billie’s hold, all three of you laughing now.

[gibberishfangirl]

WINDBREAKER | i’d let the world burn for you

Synopsis ✰ which boys i think would relate to that song lyric “id let the world burn, id let the world burn for you” and why i do or don’t see it happening

Characters ✰ Haruka Sakura, Hajime Umemiya, Hayato Suo, Akihiko Nirei, Choji Tomiyama, Jo Togame

Haruka Sakura ᡣ𐭩 -> okay hear me out. i see this being 50/50. i feel like Sakura is such a crash out at times especially when it involves you. this man will 100% crash out over you and bring hell on whoever hurts you. on the other hand… he is main character and is very heroic which is why i cant see him fulllyyyy resonating with this lyric. a hero simply cannot unleash hell onto everyone. but if its just targeted towards one individual he’s for sure going to jail for attempted murder. he’d most likely succeeded tbh so maybe not even attempted

Hajime Umemiya ᡣ𐭩 -> yes. no doubt about it. HEAR ME OUT. i know he’s also a hero and he’s a leader so he shouldn’t sacrifice everything he has for just one person. BUT HE WILL ANYWAY. this man is ready to die on that hill if it means you’re safe. being in love and having someone be so dear to him brings out a whole new side to him. if it had been any other person, definitely not, he’d be more rational. however, since it’s you and he’s madly in love, he’ll 100% set the world on fire himself. Ume is ready to stand up for the ones he loves. no question about it, he’ll take extreme measures without hesitation.

Hayato Suo ᡣ𐭩 -> okay. i want to say yes but in reality it’s like maybe 60%? i’m a helpless romantic and Suo is practically the definition of romantic so i like to believe he would for the plot. when Suo loves he loves hard and desperately. he’s the kind of man to sacrifice himself more than anything. he loves you like a bruno mars love song. yk grenade, the song, we all know it. that’s him. that’s just his song. he gives the vibe of sacrificing himself than the world for you.

Akihiko Nirei ᡣ𐭩 -> …no. DONT HATE ME but i dont see it happening at all. i mean he’d most likely die for you and take a bullet for you and all that romantic stuff. BUT SACRIFICE THE WHOLE WORLD?? now that’s a bit extreme in his book. he loves you and would die for you. off topic but Nirei just gives me the vibe that he would want to be buried next to you so that way the two of you can find each other in every timeline <3

Choji Tomiyama ᡣ𐭩 -> have you seen this man during his villain arc??? it’s a clear cut yes. this mf will actually kill someone with his own bear hands for you. he’d carry all the blood and taint himself if it meant you would be okay. he prioritizes you more than anyone else, so he will absolutely lose it over you. if anyone even had the audacity to put their hands on you. it’s game over. all that development he’s had and has worked on will vanish in less than a second. he’s the core definition of ‘0 to a 100 real quick’. it’s not even worth testing.

Jo Togame ᡣ𐭩 -> this song was made for him. literally his fucking song. hes made himself the bad guy before and he’ll do it again. especially for your sake. Togame might be a nice guy but dont ever mistake that for anything more. just because he can have a polite mouth doesn’t mean he won’t completely pummel someone into a state of oblivion just for making you uncomfortable. biggest crash out next to Sakura.

[pinksobg]

What can help you level up this time? ❤️🧺🎀

This is a direct and insightful reading designed to guide through different aspects of journey. Each pile reflects a unique vibe, offering specific messages that correspond to various areas of growth. I hope you enjoy it and that it can provides meaningful reflections for you! ❤️🌷

Pile 1 -

🌷How can your intuition/spiritual connection improve? – Ace of Swords, Seven of Cups.

Seek to act more rationally, resolve unresolved internal issues, ask for help from the Universe/Your Belief with more clarity and confidence, finish projects, reflect on recent choices (or the lack of them).

🍵How to improve in work/studies? - Seven of Swords, King of Cups.

Set healthy boundaries with yourself or colleagues, be cautious of tendencies to overwork, work with love/passion and enjoy the journey, appreciate/cherish what you have right now.

🎀 How to take better care of yourself? - Knight of Pentacles reversed, Eight of Wands.

Don’t define your worth by just one thing (e.g., your income or the need for a specific relationship). If possible, move your body. Keep progressing in the area you love/what you enjoy doing. Invest in new good things for yourself, like healthy habits or something you've always wanted to try.

Song: APT – Rosé + Bruno Mars; Chasing That Feeling – TXT.

Pile 2 -

🌷 How to improve your relationships overall? – Three of Swords.

Heal past wounds, heartbreaks, or even betrayals. Ask for help if possible. Have more compassion for yourself. Connect with what you love. Be patient with yourself. Be proud of all you’ve accomplished.

🍵What is “missing”? – Five of Swords, Page of Pentacles.

Try to understand what you perceive as “defeat.” Move forward with what you can learn. Turn your struggles into opportunities.

🎀 What could help you be happier? – Two of Cups reversed.

Spend more quality time with yourself. Get to know certain aspects of yourself better. Do something nice for yourself (like taking yourself out to eat something special, lighting a candle, or anything that makes you feel good).

Songs: Bad News – Kiss of Life; No Doubt – Enhypen.

Pile 3 -

🌷How to improve focus on your goals? – Five of Pentacles reversed, Seven of Pentacles, The Hierophant.

Believe in positive changes. Invest in your passions. Help others. Ask for help from someone you trust (like a mentor, for example). Be patient and persistent with yourself and your goals. Improve your planning and organizational strategies. Think about the rewards.

🍵How to improve self-confidence? – Temperance.

Understand that nothing is perfect; everyone has difficulties and flaws. Value what you already are. Recognize that you are good enough. Step out of your comfort zone little by little, in ways that feel good to you. Accept love for yourself, from others, and the love others have for you. Connect with water, animals, or nature in general. Journaling.

🎀 How to take better care of yourself? – Ten of Wands reversed, King of Pentacles reversed, The World.

Acknowledge your past struggles and pains. Try to move away from a scarcity mindset. Recognize that you have and will have everything you aim for. You are doing well. Recognize that you are already good enough (the same message again). Acknowledge the wholeness within you and your ability to create.

Songs: Thirsty – Aespa; Nemonemo – Yena.

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Regardless of the pile you chose, remember that every step of growth is valid. Trust the process and, above all, trust yourself. ❤️❤️

[archivessofkassidee]

COULD YOU BE LOVED

pairing: aubrey griffin x fem!reader

warnings: aubrey being a softie. your sand-castle almost fell over.

kassii’s diary: you and aubs go to the beach with your little sister and yall make sand castles

letters from the sandy beach: 🌴🌺 .

aubrey griffin x fem!reader (gxg) summer fluff • your name is ami (amelia) • STUD X FEM

it was way too hot outside for anybody to be functioning.

you were halfway through making your sister her fourth snack of the morning—cutting strawberries like you were on chopped—when she popped into the kitchen like she’d just had the best idea known to man.

“can we go to the beach?” she asked, already holding her towel like she manifested it.

“i literally just gave you a popsicle,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “and now you wanna go touch sand?”

“yes. and bring aubrey. she’s cool.”

you paused. then shrugged. “‘kay. call her.”

fast forward thirty minutes and y’all were pulling up to the beach with your sister in the backseat singing bruno mars like it was her personal concert. aubrey was in the passenger seat, sunglasses on, baseball cap flipped backwards, legs up on the dash like she’d been born for summer.

“she’s been talking about this all morning,” aubrey laughed, glancing back at your sister, who was still vibing way too hard for 11 a.m.

“i’m only here ‘cause she said she’d cry if we didn’t go.”

“she told me she’d punch me in the throat if i said no.”

aubrey laughed. “she’s feral. i respect it.”

the beach was warm and breezy, the kind of day that made you forget you were supposed to be responsible. your sister dragged both of you straight to the sand like a drill sergeant, commanding, “i want a castle. like a good one. not a weak one.”

“yes ma’am,” aubrey saluted.

you and aubrey sat cross-legged in the sand, trying to build something worthy of the royal standards being forced on y’all. aubrey’s hands were covered in wet sand, and you were pretty sure she was just winging it—but somehow it was turning out cute. she leaned over and whispered, “is she always this bossy?”

you nodded. “she’s the president of my life.”

aubrey smiled at that. “i’d vote for her.”

you rolled your eyes, but your heart did a little flip. she always had that effect on you—casual, warm, effortless.

when the sandcastle was finally done, your sister stood back and nodded like she was judging it for an award.

“this is nice. i’m putting seaweed on it though. it needs, like, a garden.”

you let her do her thing, flopping onto your towel. aubrey lay next to you, brushing sand off her arms.

“you’re good with her,” she said, glancing at you.

“she’s small. and scary. i have no choice.”

aubrey smiled, turning her head to look at you. “nah. you’re just sweet.”

you looked over at her, sunlight catching on her cheekbone, lips curved.

“don’t say that,” you whispered. “you’ll ruin my image.”

“you don’t have an image, ami.”

“rude.”

she bumped her shoulder against yours. “nah. just true.”

you grinned. “you’re lucky i like you.”

“i know,” she said, and leaned in just enough for your sunglasses to knock a little. “you should kiss me about it.”

you did.

your sister yelled from the sandcastle, “NO KISSING NEAR MY KINGDOM!”

aubrey laughed against your mouth. “my bad, your majesty.”

“we’ll make it up to her with popsicles,” you muttered, brushing sand off your legs.

“and more seaweed,” aubrey added.

you held her hand under the towel. summer had never felt better.

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[thestoryteller-thedreamer]

Ninjago Music Headcanons

Jay: He's a musical kid. He will rap along to Hamilton, try to reach the high notes in Phantom of the Opera, and act out scenes from Wicked. You better believe he's made animatics for EPIC and is trying to convince Nya to get him tickets to Les Mis for his birthday. According to his parents, it was the cultural class in his homeschooling

Nya: She usually cares more about the message/ words than the beat, so if the lyrics match her mood, she'll be listening to it on repeat. Whatever fits the *vibes* she's going for, though she does tend to gravitate toward rap and Kpop. And also anything that will channel her feminine rage (usually when she's training and needs to channel her anger at the punching bag). She also obliged Jay and learned some of his favorite songs from musicals, so they could duet together.

Cole: Oldies from the 1960s-1970s. They remind him of his mom, who used to sing all the time before she died. Brown Eyed Girl, Ain't No Mountain High Enough, Dancing in the Moonlight, Good Morning Starshine... he's actually a good singer when the song fits his voice range, and the other ninja can occasionally convince him to sing for them on roadtrips.

Zane: Lo-fi. Apparently it covers up the faint whirr of his gears that accompanies everything he does. Usually played very quiet, barely audible even, but it makes for a nice accompaniment from time to time. He plays the same thirty songs on repeat, in order, starting from the beginning of the playlist, so he knows what to expect.

P.I.X.A.L.: She loves pop. Though she tells the others it's because she's still trying to figure out normal human behavior, they see her bobbing her head and singing the words to her reflection in the mirror. Zane took her to a Taylor Swift concert once and stood completely frozen the entire time, watching P.I.X.A.L. in utter surprise and awe as she sang all of the lyrics to every single song (she downloaded them into her memory bank, using up her vast but not unlimited storage space to get them all down).

Kai: Usually Imagine Dragons, but he also loves Bruno Mars and Benson Boone. They are the songs that he plays in the shower as the hot water runs down his back, washing away his grief and panic. Of course, his portable speaker has to be loud enough to be heard over the water, so all of the other ninja know he's having a bad day when "Beautiful Things" is blasting through the monastery. And yes, Kai cries every time it comes on (he's had his family taken away too many times to get numb to the lyrics, even when it's overplayed)

Lloyd: He goes along with anything and everything. Since the other ninja basically raised him, all of their musical tastes remind him of being younger. Even though he can never be a kid again, never relive a more carefree and naive life, listening to their music makes him feel safe. He's made a comfort playlist combining all of their different tastes, and easily jumps from musical to Benson Boone to pop to rap to oldies to Lo-fi. The only stuff he refuses to listen to is anything by NF because it tends to make him break down.

[bookyeom]

pairing: mingyu x reader word count: 3k warnings: kissing, swearing, Mingyu being a simp

Author’s Note: this fic is part of the Thirteen Valentines event, but can be read as a standalone! also, i would suggest listening to the song listed below to get a feel for the vibe of the fic, but it’s not necessary. (Also, this fic in particular references the iconic 1987 film Some Kind of Wonderful, but I think I explained it well enough for someone who may not have seen it! However, if you haven’t seen it… Watch it. In my opinion, it tops all of those “must-see” movies like Sixteen Candles, etc. I adore this movie. The OG friends-to-lovers.)

nothin’ on you by b.o.b., bruno mars

they might say hi and i might say hey but you shouldn’t worry about what they say ’cause they’ve got nothing on you, babe

You groan as the doorbell rings, your eyes finding the time on your phone. You’d just settled in with your bunny pajamas and your rattiest, biggest, comfiest sweater, and you really don't want to move now. What you want is to disappear into the couch that you’d spent way too much money on, under your favourite blanket, and mindlessly scroll through social media videos of cats for hours while pretending you aren't perpetually single on the holiday of love. 

As much as you try to ignore it, the ringing only becomes more persistent, mixed with obnoxious, intermittent knocking. You groan again and stand up, making your way over to the door in annoyance. There are only a handful of people who would dare to be so irritating — Soonyoung if he wanted food, Chan if he wanted to show you a new dance routine, or… 

“Mingyu?”

“Hi,” he says brightly, and your brain short circuits. He looks as wonderful as always, black hoodie and sweats, eyes warm as he waits for you to reply like a normal human. 

You know that the right answer would be a greeting in response, but all you can think to say instead is, “It’s Valentine’s Day?” When Mingyu’s face falls a little bit, you hurry to explain yourself. “I mean… Do you not have plans?” 

Admittedly, that response isn’t much better, but you genuinely don't know the answer to your own question. You had just assumed that he did have plans — you hadn’t even considered the possibility of him being alone today, honestly. You hadn’t really wanted to think too much about it. It wasn’t like it’d be hard for funny, kind, Adonis-among-men Mingyu to find a date. All he had to do was smile at any man or woman in his general vicinity and they’d be under his spell. 

You know first hand what that feels like.

Your best friend showing up at your door on February 14th has replayed a thousand times in your brain. You’ve been head over heels in love with him for years now. The fantasy usually consists more of him in a tuxedo holding a huge bouquet of roses, proclaiming his love for you before kissing you passionately, but you can’t deny that you like this casual, tuxedo-less Mingyu just as much — if not more. He’s just… Mingyu. Soft and warm in that hoodie that you love, holding a box of your favourite pizza in one hand, a bag of who knows what else in the other.

“Do you not want me here?” He pouts, and you cave.

You sigh, but a smile makes its way to your face regardless. “Of course I do, Gyu. I just thought you had plans, that’s all.”

“I do,” he counters. “With you.”

You ignore the flutter in your stomach at his words, ignore the soft smile he sends your way when you move aside to let him in. “Alright, then… Let’s be single as hell on Valentine’s Day, together.” 

Mingyu beams, stepping past you and into the apartment. 

“Movie?” He suggests as he slips off his shoes and immediately makes his way to the kitchen with the pizza. You hear the sound of cupboards opening and closing as he makes his way around with ease, like he knows where everything is like the back of his hand. Because he does. Your heart stutters a bit in your chest at the reminder of how well he fits into your life, how well he knows your apartment.

He knows you pretty well, too, which is actually a big part of the reason you’re so surprised that he’d shown up today. 

Because anyone who knows you knows that you’re in love with Kim Mingyu. Even new people who spend just five minutes with the two of you can tell, and you’re basically a pro at dismissing the couple questions by now. It seems the entire world can tell you’re head over heels except for the man himself, and you really don’t understand how he seems to have absolutely no clue. If he did, you don’t think he’d be so cruel as to suggest spending Valentine’s Day together. 

And yet here he is, moving around your house like it’s his house, too.

He has no idea, you remind yourself. He’s just alone on Valentine’s Day, and he likes spending time with you. That’s all.

You busy yourself setting up in the living room, making room on your side table for the pizza and whatever else he’d brought. You catch sight of yourself in the reflection of the TV and grimace. Theoretically, you’re both dressed casually, so you shouldn’t feel underdressed for this impromptu hangout. But in reality, Mingyu looks better than everyone else all the time, no matter what he’s wearing. He reappears a few moments later looking every bit the part of an athleisure model with the pizza box, a bottle of wine, and a box of your favourite chocolates in hand.

“A heart-shaped box of Lindt?” You can’t help but blurt out. It isn’t unlike Mingyu to bring your favourite snacks to movie night, but it’s Valentine’s Day, and the chocolates are in a heart-shaped box.

“It was on sale,” he shrugs in response, settling down on the couch, and you want so badly to question the peculiar choice further. You don’t.

You hand him the remote, grabbing the blanket from where it had fallen on the floor at your abrupt departure from the couch while he puts a movie on. He seems to know exactly what he’s looking for, which is interesting considering he’s one of the most indecisive people you’ve ever met.

“What are we watching?” You ask. “Action? Thriller?”

Mingyu runs a hand through his hair, his other arm already outstretched for you to fall back against. You settle in next to him, pulling your knees up and draping the blanket over the both of you.

“I thought we could do something a bit different tonight,” he finally answers after a pause, and you look up at him in surprise. 

“Like what?”

He simply nods his chin towards the TV, where the opening scenes of the movie he’s chosen are beginning to play. You recognize the title immediately: Some Kind of Wonderful. 

Your heart leaps into your throat.

You’re not sure what to make of this. You’ve never seen the movie, but you know the premise of it: two best friends falling in love. This has to be a joke. You can’t help it as your entire body stiffens, and you tell yourself to relax. 

You can’t.

“Why?” You finally blurt out. Your chest feels tight. You don’t know if you’re reading far too much into it, but when have you ever watched a romance movie together? You’ve expressly made sure that you didn’t.

“It’s Valentine’s Day,” Mingyu replies. “Thought it would be nice.”

You’re looking at him again, eyebrows knit together in confusion. He finally acknowledges you with raised eyebrows of his own, meeting your eyes briefly before motioning to the TV with his chin.

“Can you just watch it? It’s a good movie, I promise. Give it a chance.”

You nod slowly, doing as he asks, but you can barely focus for the next hour. Everything has been so strange; the movie choice, the way he’d shown up with wine and chocolate — all of which could have been excused, maybe, if it wasn't for the fact that Mingyu is acting strange, too. He’s normally so pliant against you during movie nights, so clingy. But tonight, despite your closeness on the couch, all he does is rest his arm loosely around your shoulders. No fingers tracing your skin, no pulling you against his side, no getting distracted by your hair and attempting to make a shitty braid with it. No maneuvering his own body so that he’s the one with his head in your lap. It feels like he’s holding his breath, like he’s waiting for something.

What in the world is going on?

It’s excruciating, but you try to focus. You’re almost there when the ending scene begins to play, but your whole body is still tense. You watch as the main characters, Keith and Watts, finally kiss in the middle of the street, and you think you can feel your heartbeat in your ears. You swear Mingyu has tensed up beside you, but you don’t take your eyes off of the screen as Keith finally speaks his confession. 

“I’m sorry… I didn’t know.”

“Yeah, well, you’re stupid,” comes the words from Watts, and you suddenly feel tears pricking at the back of your eyelids. This all feels a little too real. Why did he put this on? What the fuck is Mingyu playing at? 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” At Keith’s last words of dialogue from the screen, you feel Mingyu’s grip on your shoulder tighten. 

“You never asked,” Watts replies, teasing, and you can’t take it anymore. You turn to your best friend, eyes wide, and he slowly moves to turn off the TV.

The atmosphere in the room has shifted dramatically, and you can’t look away from him, frozen. You can’t utter a single word. He’s picking at a piece of thread on his sweatpants, eyes downcast as he avoids your gaze. 

It hits you like a brick, the reason why he’s being so strange. It’s because he’s nervous. 

There’s no way. 

A million thoughts race through your mind, a million reasons why going down this road could be a bad idea. But you have to ask — you have to know.

“Why didn’t you have plans tonight, Gyu?”

He meets your eyes again, and you can barely breathe. His gaze holds firm, intense, as he says, “Because I wanted to have plans with you.”

“On Valentine’s Day?” The insinuation of your words is clear, and you know that Mingyu understands exactly what you’re asking.

His eyes remain steady on yours as he replies, easily, “Yes.”

So simple. Certain. Sure. 

You remind yourself to breathe, gathering all the courage that’s left in you to speak again. “‘Why didn’t you tell me?’”

You watch Mingyu’s face as you repeat the words from the movie, your voice trembling just the slightest bit. He’s really looking at you now, a soft smile on his face at your words, and your heart leaps into your throat. He’s stunning. He’s always stunning, but the way he’s looking at you right now has you feeling like you’re walking on air. His gaze is so warm, and you don’t want to look away from him ever again.

“‘You never asked.’”

“Neither did you.” Your words are your own now, and Mingyu nods, using the arm around your shoulders to pull you in against his chest. You flush as he draws you towards him, and you briefly wonder if you’re dreaming.

“You’re right.” He gazes down at you fondly, and your hand lifts tentatively to his jaw. He nuzzles into your fingers, turning to gently kiss your palm, and your eyes don’t leave his mouth. His free hand lifts to rest on top of yours, before he softly runs his fingers down your arm and up to your shoulder, your neck, your face.  

“‘I knew you were stupid’,” you quote cheekily from the movie script again. Mingyu’s lips break into a wide smile as he lets out a surprised laugh, canines on full display as he beams. 

Then he’s using his whole body to pull you into him, silencing your own giggles with a kiss. 

Your breath is caught in pleasant surprise, and you can feel him smiling against your mouth. You’re impressed with how quickly you’re able to respond after your brain factory resets, the feeling of his lips on yours stunning you for only a moment before you react. Your fingers find the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging softly and earning a pleased hum from him. His teeth gently sink into your lower lip in retaliation, and you can feel your entire body react to it. His hands find your hips, helping move you so that you’re in his lap. All you can feel is him as he pulls you in closer and closer, kissing you like it’s all he’s ever wanted to do. He finally breaks away to kiss along your jaw, your neck, your shoulder, before moving to slowly press one final kiss at the base of your throat, and you can feel goosebumps spread across your skin at the featherlight touch. 

“I love you,” he whispers softly, and you lower your chin to meet his eyes. You can’t help the giddy smile that’s broken out at his words, and you feel a bit like you’re soaring as he continues, “I’m in love with you. I really am, and I need you to know that.” His hands slide under the hem of your shirt, his fingers gently massaging the skin there, and your forehead falls to his. 

“Mingyu…”

He hums, and you pull back to look at him, your fingers moving to softly trace every part of his face. You’ve long since committed him to memory, but one more time can’t hurt. He waits for a moment before he lets out a whine, burying his face into your collarbone.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

You let out a giggle. “Why?”

“Because I’m shy.”

You let out a snort, and Mingyu pulls away to pout up at you. Your fingers gently brush over his lips, his nose, his cheeks, and you can tell he wants to hide again, but he doesn’t.

“I love you too,” you say softly, and his pout is gone. “I have for a really long time now.”

He surges forward to press another kiss to your mouth, and you can’t help but gasp into it. You can tell he’s satisfied with himself as he smiles, pulling back just to say, “Guess we’re both stupid then, huh?” 

You laugh, and you can almost feel the happiness radiating off of him as his arms fold around your back, pulling you back in and resting his head in the crook of your shoulder. Your hands move to wrap around his shoulders, your head softly falling to rest atop his.

“Oh my god,” you hear him mumble after a few moments of silence. You hum in question, and he moves to look up at you again. “I’m so excited to date you,” he says, his face full of genuine joy. You can feel yourself flush crimson as he continues, “I’m going to date you so hard. You can’t stop me. I’m going to hold your hand all the damn time, you have no idea.” 

“I can’t fucking wait, boyfriend.”

A/N: thank you so much to everyone for all the love on the other fics so far :) Here’s the fifth of our Thirteen Valentines just in time for the holiday/Carat Day! Who better to celebrate with than Kim Mingyu himself? Special shoutout and dedication to the best girl @tae-bebe, who fell victim to the Mingyu enemies-to-lovers trope irl :) xx

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