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beomboomboom · 8 months ago

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genre: fluff, angst, established relationship

pairing: idol!Jihoon x reader

summary: Jihoon is a busy guy, everyone knows that. But why does it hurt so much when he can't even make time for his own girlfriend? All you want is Jihoon's love and affection, why is that so difficult?

warnings: a bit of swearing

note: This fic includes some lyrics from the song All My Love by SEVENTEEN (If you haven't heard this song, I strongly recommend you listen to it. It's such a good song!!) I hope you enjoy reading the fic <33

"Am I really that important to you?"

There's tears in your eyes when you ask Jihoon the question you've been wondering about for the past few weeks.

Part of you knows you're just being irrational. Jihoon has other things he needs to focus on. He's an idol and a producer for fucks sake, it's practically guaranteed that he's going to be busy with work 24/7. So it's unrealistic for you to expect him to be able to make time for you whenever you feel the need for some company.

But the other part of you feels lonely. Coming home everyday to the sight of an empty apartment without Jihoon isn't exactly the most uplifting sight to see. And even when Jihoon on the rare occasion, does come home, all you are able to see is his passed out figure before he leaves in the morning while you still sleep.

All you want is Jihoon's love and affection, why is that so hard?

You receive your answer to that very question in the way Jihoon sits in a distracted silence when he hears your question. His eyes looking at his computer in a daze, too busy thinking up of ideas for new songs to produce rather than looking at the way you're about to burst into tears.

"Fine. If you can't even give me one second of your time and focus I'm going to leave," you yell angrily as more tears spring into your eyes. You quickly stand up from your position on Jihoon's couch and exit his studio, slamming the door behind you.

"WAI-" Jihoon starts to shout, finally finding his voice. His eyes widen while his hand is outstretched toward the direction of his door as if it's going to make you come back.

But it's too late.

You're gone.

Jihoon knows he fucked up.

More than that actually.

He knows that it's his fault your relationship with him feels so one-sided. He has a habit of overworking himself. Oftentimes minutes in the studio turning into hours before turning into days of being cooped up producing songs, causing him to neglect the very people he wants to spend all his time with.

Jihoon wishes he could tell you how much he loves you, that he's not trying to neglect you on purpose. He just sometimes gets caught up in his work and doesn't realize when it's time to take a break. He wishes he could tell you that he misses you as much as you miss him, even though he doesn't show it.

But now he has no idea what he could possibly do to solve the predicament he's in. Jihoon could talk with you, but he knows he's not the best with confrontation. Jihoon could give you a few days of space, but he knows that it's probably not the best choice since the whole reason you got mad was because Jihoon wasn't around you enough.

So, Jihoon turns to what he's best at doing. What he does when he doesn't have a clue on what to do.

Songwriting.

Sometimes he'll write songs for his members, comforting them through his lyrics. Other times he'll write songs for Carats, wanting to share with them some encouraging and happy tunes.

But this time, he's writing a song for you.

Jihoon knows that writing a song for you won't make you forgive him instantly, but the most he can do is try to make things better a little bit at a time.

It's 3 in the morning when you hear a knock at your front door. As the rain falls softly on your window, the only question that on your mind is, who the heck is outside your house at such an ungodly hour?

Feet shuffling along the cold floor, you sleepily walk over to your door and open it. Your sleepy eyes are still trying to make sense of the situation when Jihoon stands outside your apartment door.

In front of you stands a drenched Jihoon with puffy red eyes carrying his signature black backpack that is absolutely ginormous on him.

"Jihoon? What are you doing here?"

Mumbling something incoherently, you watch, still half-awake, as Jihoon slowly walks up to you and gently wraps his arms around you.

As you feel the wetness from Jihoon's shirt begin to seep into your own shirt, you try to softly push Jihoon away. But that only makes Jihoon hug you tighter. "Don't go...,"you hear him mumble as he presses his face into the crook of your neck, and that's when you realize that Jihoon is crying.

You're torn.

Seeing your boyfriend cry is a rare occurence and as much as you want to hug him tightly and kiss away all his tears, you want to run away because how can he come back to your apartment as if nothing had happened in these past few months.

"I'm sorry," Jihoon says, his voice cracking and mouth quivering, as he cries, letting his tears drop messily into the fabric of your shirt.

Taking Jihoon's face in your hands, you quietly rub away his tears which only makes him cry harder. Leaning into your touch, he takes hold of your wrist and gently rubs it. "I-I'm really sorry. You don't deserve a terrible boyfriend like me."

"No, don't say that. You know what, how about I get you a towel so that you can dry yourself off and then we can talk more, okay?

"Okay"

By the time you return from the bathroom, towel in hand, Jihoon is sitting on the couch and pulling his computer out of his bag. "oh...are you going to be working more?"

He can hear the disappointment in your voice when you ask the question, you're so used to him working all the time that you're not even angry ... you're just disappointed. Jihoon feels a wave of guilt wash over him as he realizes that all the things you said to him before were true, he was just too busy to realize it.

"Ah, no. I have something to show you," Jihoon says with a tired smile as he pats the seat on the couch beside him, inviting you to sit.

Hesitant, you take a seat next to your boyfriend and look at his computer screen where you can see him open a file. You then watch as Jihoon pulls out a pair of earphones and plugs them into the computer.

Putting the earbuds into your ears, Jihoon presses play as his eyes shake, nervously watching your face for any kind of reaction.

The second the melody of the song plays into your ears, you feel like crying out of disbelief. "You made a song for me?" you ask, suprise etched all over your face, as you look towards Jihoon's direction.

Nodding with a small but nervous smile, Jihoon then motions for you to continue listening.

And it's when you reach the part of the song where you can hear the lyrics sung by the sweet honey voice of your boyfriend, when you begin to cry.

Just likе a pouring meteor shower Please be the light in the dark sky I can do everything for you For you I just want to give you everything And that makes me feel small, a fool who only accepts It suddenly makes me hate myself And makes me feel sorrier towards you

"Oh- Jihoon-," you start to say with tears in your eyes as you close the gap between you and Jihoon and give him a tight hug, your face pressed against his chest. "This is beautiful," you continue on to say sincerely.

Blushing, Jihoon quietly mutters with a nervous laugh, "you haven't even finished the song, listen to what i'm trying to say."

Following Jihoon's instructions, you lean on him and quickly refocus your attention back on the song.

Though it was hard writing my feelings down And all I have is this song and these lyrics For you, for you, for you, for you I sing this song for you tonight So I can get closer to your love

My love only amounts to this But my feelings will never change, for you baby Even if my love only amounts to this I'll be your umbrella in the rain I'll protect you on all your days

By the time you finish listening to Jihoon's song for you, you're in shambles. "fuck- Jihoon, I love you so much you know? I'm still mad at you but I still love you so much," you say as tears roll down your cheeks. Pressing your forehead against Jihoon's, you lean in to give him a chaste kiss on the lips.

Jihoon freezes for a moment before immediately tugging you closer to his body and reciprocating your kiss. "I don't deserve someone as precious as you,"he whispers before devouring your lips into another kiss.

When both you and Jihoon finally break away from each other to get some oxygen into your lungs, Jihoon gently takes your hands into his own. "I-I'm really sorry though. I was a terrible boyfriend these past few months, but I'm going to work on trying to improve myself. Even though I'll probably be busy with producing songs, i'll try to make time for you."

You let out a relived smile when you hear Jihoon's sincere words. "Okay, and I understand if you need time for other things too."

Jihoon gives you a small nod and a smile. "And to answer your previous question, of course you're important to me. For fucks sake you're my girlfriend, you're one of the most important people in my life. How can you not be important to me?" Jihoon says while cupping your face before continuing on to say," just because I don't show it, doesn't mean I don't feel it."

"I love you," he finally whispers with a smile as he places a small peck on your lips.

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen x reader #woozi x reader #woozi fanfic #woozi fluff #woozi scenarios #woozi imagines #woozi x you #woozi x y/n #jihoon scenarios #jihoon fluff #jihoon imagines #jihoon x reader #jihoon x you

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storytowrite · 4 months ago

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|Beyond the tears ~ Bang Chan|

paring: Chan x Y/N

genre: angst with happy ending

word count: 4048

Warnings: self harm, hate, suicide, bullying, blackmail, 18+

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You entered the training room with your heart beating like crazy. You were a trainee at JYP Entertainment, one of the largest music labels in South Korea. This place, which was supposed to be your gateway to fulfilling your dreams, became your nightmare. You joined a band that was supposed to debut with a 4-piece lineup, but JYP said they needed someone from abroad. Your fellow members did not hide their dislike for you. Your debut was just around the corner and the pressure on you was almost palpable.

The only ray of light in this dark period was Chan. You knew him from Australia, where you grew up together. Now, as a member of a popular band, he had his problems, but he always found time to support you. He was your soulmate, and maybe even more, but you were glad you had him by your side when everyone else turned their backs on you. His words of support were like balm for your wounded soul.

The stage was lit with spotlights and the crowd of fans went wild, waiting for the next performance. It was supposed to be one of the last pre-debut shows before the grand finale. Your heart was racing and your hands were shaking as you stood backstage, trying to calm your breathing. Today was supposed to be a special day, but instead it felt like a storm was brewing.

Your moment has finally come. You stepped onto the stage, trying to focus on the lyrics of the song and the moves you had practiced. Everything was going well until your voice suddenly cracked. The audience froze and you felt as if the whole world stopped. However, you immediately managed to correct your mistake and finish the song without making a single mistake. Still, you left the stage with a heavy heart.

The cold reality was waiting for you backstage. The manager was furious, and the band members did not hide their disapproval. Words of criticism fell on you like hail.

"How could you mess up like that?", "It was a disaster!", "You let us all down!" Even the record company left no stone unturned on you. You felt like the whole world had turned against you.

But the worst came later, when you saw the comments under your fancam. The Internet was merciless.

"No talent", "She's not suitable for this industry", "She ruined the whole performance". Every word was like a blow to the heart. You couldn't believe that people could be so cruel because of just one small mistake.

You were sitting in your room, trying to control your tears, when you heard a soft knock on the door. It was Chan. He appeared like a knight on a white horse, bringing with him a ray of hope in this dark time. He sat down next to you on the bed and you instantly felt all your worries melt away.

“Hey, everything will be okay.” He said softly, placing his hand over yours. “Don't worry about the hate. You are amazing and I know you can do it.”

His words were like a warm blanket on a cold night. You felt yourself slowly starting to calm down. Chan continued, telling you about his own difficulties and how he overcame them. His stories encouraged you and you started to believe that maybe everything would actually work out.

At one point our eyes met, and a quiet, electrifying moment hung in the air. You felt your heart beat faster and the distance between you seemed to shrink. You were so close you could feel his breath on your skin. But before anything could happen, the door burst open.

It was Yumi, one of the band members. Her face was contorted with anger and her eyes flashed with lightning.

“Am I interrupting?” She asked coldly, looking at you with obvious dislike. You knew s she didn't like you, and now you had one more reason to find out.

Chan pulled away and you felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water on you. Yumi had a crush on Chan for a long time, and seeing him close to you was unbearable for her.

"NO." Chan replied, getting out of bed. “We just talked.”

Yumi looked at you with contempt and then at Chan, as if to say she felt sorry for him for having to spend time with you. She grabbed Chan's hand and pulled him along. Chan looked at you apologetically and you were left alone with your thoughts.

"Sorry." He said quietly. “We'll spend more time together someday, I promise.” His words outraged Yumi even more.

When the door to your room closed you felt a pang in your heart again, you didn't like the fact that Chan was going with another girl. You had the feeling that you were starting to feel a little more for Chan than just friendship.

The next few days Chan was too busy with his activities and had no time for you. You tried even harder than before to recover from your mistake and your effort was not in vain. You practiced all day and night to perfect everything.

But your efforts required sacrifices. Sometimes you forgot to eat anything throughout the day, and sometimes you stayed up all night to perfect the choreography. It affected your appearance.

You walked through the halls of the studio, trying to avoid the stares of passers-by. Tiredness was visible on your face and the dark circles under your eyes were impossible to hide. Every step felt heavy, like an invisible weight was pressing down on your shoulders.

It was another day full of stress and challenges that seemed to have no end. The pressure of success, the expectations of fans, and your own ambitions were starting to overwhelm you. Just then, completely by accident, you collided with someone on the corner.

"Sorry!" You called out automatically, looking up.

It was Chan. He looked at you with concern and surprise. His eyes, usually full of energy and joy, were now full of concern.

“Y/N? What happened?" He asked, examining your face closely.

You couldn't hide your condition any longer. Not in front of him, even if you tried, he would discover everything. You sighed deeply, trying to gather your thoughts.

“It's... it's nothing, Chan. It's just... it's been a little hard lately.” You said quietly, trying to smile even though your eyes showed your true emotions.

Chan noticed how exhausted you were. Weight loss, dark circles under his eyes - all this was a signal to him that something was wrong. He couldn't ignore it.

“Doesn't look like 'nothing', Y/N.” He said softly, moving closer to you. “Can you tell me what's going on? We're friends, right?"

Your eyes met his. You fought with yourself for a while, but you finally felt like you could trust him. You needed someone to listen to you.

“It's all… the pressure, the demands… I feel like I'm losing control.” You confessed as tears began to stream down your cheeks. ”I don't know if I'm good enough, Chan. I feel shitty, like I'm just a talentless person."

His heart clenched at the sight of your tears. Without thinking, he stepped closer and gently wiped the tears from your cheek.

“You are the most talented and beautiful person I know, Y/N. Never doubt it. Everyone has their difficult moments, but that doesn't mean you're not good enough. You are amazing and special.” He said, his voice full of warmth.

You didn't know what to say. His words took you by surprise. Before you knew it, Chan leaned in and kissed you softly. It was like forgetting the whole world for a brief moment, as if only the two of you existed in that moment.

When the kiss ended, you looked at each other in silence. You saw more than just friendship in his eyes. It was a feeling you both hid, perhaps even from yourselves.

Your face turned raspberry red and you bit your lip slightly, smiling slightly. You weren't expecting it at all, but you had to admit that it felt very good.

Without heeding anything, Chan grabbed your hand and took you to his studio. He closed the door behind you and you leaned against his desk. In the blink of an eye, the boy was next to you and placed his hands on both sides of your body.

“You don't even know how long I've been waiting for this.” He croaked, moving between your legs.

Your face did not hide surprise, but you decided to give in to the feeling that was hidden somewhere deep in your soul. He leaned towards you and placed a kiss on your lips again. His movements were gentle, full of tenderness, but also careful, as if he wasn't sure if he could continue.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him know he could continue. And that's when it started. His hands went to your buttocks and he pulled you closer to him. His kisses became more confident and passionate. You started to get aroused from just kissing.

You felt your body become hot and a huge knot began to form in your lower abdomen. His soft, full lips moved to your neck, leaving a wet trail behind them. A muffled moan of pleasure escaped your lips. Chan just smiled and sucked on one of your collarbones, leaving a raspberry mark.

The pleasure that came from it was unbearable and a quite loud moan escaped your lips.

“Don't do that, I won't be able to stop myself. “ Chan whispered, lightly biting your earlobe.

A pleasant shiver ran down your spine and your cheeks turned red again. Chan was about to kiss you a second time when you suddenly heard someone calling his name from the hall. You quickly pulled away from each other and laughed awkwardly when your eyes met.

“I have to go, beautiful, but I'll see you soon. Let it remain our sweet secret. “ He kissed you tenderly on the cheek before leaving the studio.

You waited for a moment, rejoicing like a child, and you also left the room and went straight home. The amount of emotions was too great to stay in this place for even a few more minutes.

When you got home you couldn't believe what happened today. You didn't expect that things would turn out this way and that you would have such a relationship with Chan. Your best friend, your childhood soulmate. Under the influence of high emotions and constant thoughts about this situation, you couldn't focus on anything at all and you didn't do anything productive for the rest of the day.

Finally at night, when your emotions calmed down a bit and you were able to function normally, you laid in your bed and were about to go to sleep when you received a message. Thinking it was Chan, you grabbed your phone, but to your surprise, it was a text from Yumi. At first you ignored her, but when more and more messages started coming in, you finally decided to check what she wanted from you.

As soon as you opened the message, you froze. You couldn't believe your own eyes. You were just looking at photos of you and Chan in his studio kissing. You didn't understand where Yumi got these photos. Your mind was filled with questions you couldn't find answers to.

Without hesitation, you wrote to Yumi: "Where did you get these photos? Delete them immediately!" The reply came almost immediately: "Meet me in 30 minutes at JYP and I'll explain everything."

You threw your phone on the bed and felt a wave of panic. You didn't have time to think. You quickly grabbed your coat and ran out of the apartment. The rain started to fall harder, but you didn't pay attention to it. You had to get to JYP, you had to find out what Yumi wanted from you.

When you arrived, Yumi was waiting for you in the hall, a satisfied smile on her face. You felt the blood rush to your head.

“What does that mean, Yumi?” You burst out, barely holding back your tears. "Why are you doing this?"

Yumi shrugged as if it was all just harmless fun.

“You see, Y/n, I have some plans. And you are part of them.” Her voice was cold, emotionless. “If you want me to delete these photos and not ruin your and Chan's career, you have to do something for me.”

You felt your heart sink.

"What do you want?" Yumi smiled broadly, a gleam of triumph in her eyes.

“You have to embarrass yourself on your next live. I want you to sing a song, but you need to be so out of tune in the whole song.”

You felt your world falling apart. It was degrading, after all, you didn't train so much to show this side of yourself, but you knew there was no other option. If you don't do what Yumi says, your career and Chan's will be ruined.

"I agree." You said quietly, feeling tears begin to flow down your cheeks.

For the next week, you avoided Chan as he prepared for his comeback. After all, you couldn't tell him about the situation with Yumi. However, the boy wrote to you every day, trying to comfort you as usual, even though he didn't know what was really going on. The hate from the band members and label continued to come at you, but you tried not to give up, remembering Chan's words that gave you strength.

The day of the live came and you were sitting in the dressing room, shaking with nerves. You knew it would be a nightmare. Yumi stood nearby, a satisfied smile on her face.

“Remember, Y/N, one wrong move and these photos will go out.” Yumi whispered, looking down at you.

As soon as the camera turned on, each girl began to show off their strengths. Their dancing, rapping and singing. Finally it was your turn, you took a deep breath and started singing. You deliberately mangled every note, feeling your heart break with each passing second. Your long-earned self-confidence and desire to show your best side have been forgotten. You weren't sure if you would ever get back what you had worked for so long, all you felt inside was pain.

Comments started pouring in almost immediately.

"What an embarrassment!", "Is she serious?", "It's tragic!" Yumi read them aloud, enjoying every cruel word.

You couldn't stand it. You ran out of the building, ignoring the screams of Yumi and the rest of the staff. The street was dark, the rain was pouring so hard that you could barely see where you were going. But it didn't matter. You had to run as far away as possible. Your phone was ringing, but you didn't have the strength to answer it. You were devastated, overwhelmed by the amount of negative emotions and stimuli.

Finally, unable to run any longer, you fell to your knees in a puddle, feeling the rain mix with your tears. You had nowhere to go, no one to ask for help. You were alone, in the dark, with your heart aching and your soul torn to shreds. After a while, you were so soaked that you didn't care.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, suddenly your eyes were blinded by the glare of flashlights. People who recognized you started gathering around you, taking pictures of you and making fun of the condition of the "future big kpop star".

You tried to cover yourself somehow, but the number of phones being shoved in your face was too much. The whole situation led to a panic attack. The pain in your chest began to intensify and your breathing quickened significantly, preventing you from taking a full breath. You were afraid, powerless and alone.

Only the police, who were on patrol, chased away the onlookers and helped you calm down enough to go home. You entered the building, soaking wet, and locked yourself in your room, bursting into tears. You immediately grabbed your phone to check if any photos from the incident had leaked online.

You knew it was inevitable, but you still hoped for a miracle. Of course you miscalculated. The outpouring of photos and cruel entries was huge. Your name was trending on social media. To make yourself even stronger, you started reading the comments. Each subsequent one contained more and more venom. You've been scrolling through the comments for a long time, but you haven't found a single positive one.

You burst into even more tears. Under the influence of negative comments and the whole situation, your thoughts have gone very wrong. You grabbed a few cans of beer from the fridge and drank them in one gulp. The alcohol hit you very quickly. You didn't want to feel this pain anymore, you didn't want to suffer anymore.

Shaky and under the influence of alcohol, you went to the cabinet where you kept your medicines, grabbed a full bottle of painkillers and sat on the floor. The tears wouldn't stop flowing from your eyes. Still shaking, you grabbed your phone and texted Chan one word

"Sorry."

You opened the bottle of medicine and immediately poured all the pills into your mouth. They struggled down your throat, but you managed to swallow them. You grabbed your phone again and texted again

“I can't take it anymore...I love you.”

And now all you have to do is wait for the alcohol to mix with the drugs and you can finally rest.

Chan was in his studio when he received the news. At first he was surprised because he didn't understand why you were apologizing and he was about to reply to you when he received the rest of the messages. The terror shook him to his core. With a heart full of fear, he rushed to your apartment, breaking all speed limits without a second thought. In the meantime, he called an ambulance, sensing that something bad had happened.

When he got there, he was banging on the door, calling your name. However, he was met with no response. In panic, he kicked down the door and his heart broke. He saw you lying limply on the floor, with an empty medicine bottle and beer cans scattered around the room. He rushed to you, holding your head, trying to wake you up. However, it was to no avail.

“Don't die Y/n please!” He screamed through tears. He was helpless.

Fortunately, rescuers arrived moments later and took you to the hospital, where they fought for your life. Chan went with you and he was going crazy in the waiting room waiting for news from any doctor

Hours passed and still nothing was known about your condition. The only person who really knew about this whole incident was Chan, who, despite the persuasion of the guys from Stray Kids, did not want to leave the hospital. As soon as the news about Chan in the hospital spread on the Internet, there were hundreds of fans in front of the building wanting to take his photo, and the hospital security couldn't keep up with removing the intrusive fans.

Chan didn't care if they took pictures of him or talked about him, the only thing that mattered was you. The boy was angry with himself, he felt that he had let you down, he didn't notice your suffering and he wasn't with you when you needed it most.

Just as Chan was starting to lose all hope, the doctor came out and informed him about your condition.

“We managed to save her, but her parameters don't look very good. For now, she will need a lot of rest.” He said, writing something else down in the papers.

As soon as Chan heard the doctor's words, he felt a stone fall from his heart. You lived. Everything that had previously seemed to be the end of the world suddenly disappeared. Your bed slowly rolled out of the operating room and Chan immediately rushed to it, helping the nurses get you to your room. He has reserved a VIP room especially for you, so that you can have the best possible conditions. He didn't care how much money he spent - now the only thing that mattered was you.

Chan didn't leave your room even for a moment. He was still by your side, waiting for you to wake up. He ordered food to the hospital, he produced food at the hospital, he even stopped participating in Stray Kids activities just to be with you. His devotion was unwavering and his heart full of caring.

After three days, you finally woke up. The world was blurry, but the first thing you saw was Chan sleeping by your side. He was sitting in a chair with his head resting on the bed. Unable to help yourself, you smiled slightly and brushed the stray strands of hair from his forehead. The boy immediately woke up, and his face showed satisfaction. He snuggled into you and you both shed a happy tear.

Chan started to apologize to you for not being there for you, but you stopped him.

“It's not your fault,” you said quietly.

Chan confessed that he saw all the bad things that happened to you and he was very sorry that he was too busy to be there for you. You explained that it was all Yumi's fault, she took pictures of you two in the studio kissing and then blackmailed you. Chan was hurt by your words because he didn't want your career to be ruined because of him. He promised that everything would be fine now, that he would never leave you again and that he would personally make sure everything worked out.

After a week in the hospital, you were finally able to go home. Chan picked you up and took you straight to JYP Entertainment, where JYP personally informed you that you were leaving the band and would be a soloist. You were very happy and grateful to Chan for all this. Your career gained new momentum and your popularity was growing day by day.

Chan was with you practically constantly. In his very busy schedule, he always found time to at least write to you. Your relationship blossomed and your love became stronger. At one of the large galas to which you were invited, Stray Kids received an award. Chan confessed that he is in a relationship with you and plans to spend the rest of his life with you. You felt embarrassed, but Chan walked up to you and placed a kiss on your lips.

The room lit up with a thousand flashes and cheers echoed from the walls, but it didn't bother you, you were now locked in your own bubble that you didn't want to leave. Your hearts were pounding like crazy, you knew perfectly well that you were made for each other and you had been waiting for each other for far too long.

Videos and photos from this event quickly spread over the Internet, but lucky for you, the fans loved you. They discovered what kind of person you really are and how much talent you hide inside. Your songs began to gain more and more popularity and your solo career was gaining momentum.

Chan fulfilled his promise. He was with you in the most difficult moments, supported you in every decision and loved you endlessly. Your love has become an inspiration for many people, and together you have created a story that will remain in the hearts of your fans forever.

The years passed and your love only grew. You went through many difficulties together, but you always supported each other. Your solo career continued to grow at an incredible pace, and Chan continued to enjoy success with Stray Kids. You were the perfect duo – on stage and in life.

The love you shared was unbreakable. Every day brought new challenges, but you knew that together you could overcome anything. Because true love will always find a way, regardless of the obstacles.

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lovelyiida · 2 years ago

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I’m srry if ur not comfy with writing for mha girls but I’ve been wondering if u can find time to write jirou headcannons? Tysm if u do!

OMG IM SO COMFY WITH WRITING ABOUT THE MHA GIRLS DW!! I've actually been waiting for someone to ask me to write about the mha girls for a minute so thank you for your service lol. I also have a Mina fic otw, but that's another conversation for another day ;)

JIRO KYOUKA HEADCANNONS WOULD INCLUDE:

when the both of you first met, you guys instantly clicked.

it was the first day of class, you had so many thought running through your head at that moment:

were you good enough to become a pro-hero?

did you really deserve to be here?

will you actually make it?

is this even your calling?

sitting at your desk your hands were occupied with a fistful of your uniform. you look down at your legs, lips quivering and eyes watering, you were so nervous.

"hey? are you alright?" you heard a soft voice say. your head rises, snapping out of your nervous thoughts you try and show a smile.

"um yeah! I'm just so nervous." you look away in embarrassment, wiping a stray tear from your cheek. looking back you take in the unknown female's looks.

her dark eyes look into yours deeply, her short dark purple hair laying perfectly around her face. you notice her give you a deadpanned look.

"you're obviously not alright⏤here, we can listen to music together before the bell," she says, she lets out a shy smile as she removes a singular headphone from her ear and extends it out for you to grab.

a little dazed by the confident proposal, you nod and give her a slight bow. placing the single headphone in, you patiently wait for the girl to play her music.

when she presses play, your eyes light up.

"you know this band?" you beamed, the girl's eyes widened as well at your sudden burst of energy. "hell yeah! they're like the hottest thing out on the underground scene! I just went to one of their concerts!" she says back, a light blush on her face forms as she chuckles in excitement.

"what's your name?" you asked.

"Jiro Kyouka! and you?" she says, you tell her your name and the both of you formally greet each other with a bow.

after that day, both of you were hip-to-hip.

it didn't matter where either of you was, because you were always together.

and everyone knew that.

"hey, have you seen L/n? I need help with my combat skills," Mina says.

"y'know they're with Jiro," Bakugo says.

the both of you always went out places or hung out at each other's dorms and listened to music.

you loved it when Jiro would send links to her favorite music, and she'd love it when you'd do the same.

sometimes if the both of you were bored, you guys would make stupid songs on garage band, ultimately leaving the room with stomach cramps with how hard you laughed at Jiro's fried auto-tuned vocals.

there's one time when the both of you were getting tickets to see your favorite popular band, hovered over the computer in the lunchroom waiting for the ticket sale to drop. eyes wide open, staring into the blue LED screen, feeling that if you looked away for one second you'd lose all your chances.

you had all the devices possible, computers, tablets, and phones, the both of you were completely silent clicking any button possible to buy the tickets.

"I got them!" Jiro screamed loudly, the both of you crashed into each other's arms and started to scream like wild banshees. there were a couple of odd stares from people in the lunchroom, but that didn't matter.

and when you guys finally went to the concert, you guys screamed even louder. yelling out the lyrics like your life depended on it, hands entwined the whole night.

taking so many photos together that night, you had so much fun you'd never forget this moment ever.

voices hoarse and eyes tired, you had a sleepover in your room after the concert crashing in the bed...you fell asleep so quick you didn't even notice that you guys cuddled the whole night.

everyone seeing the life drained out of you and Jiro as they first hand witnessed the effects of post-concert depression.

sometimes there would be times when the both of you just co-existed with one another.

no talking, no interaction was needed, just the feeling of each other's presence was enough.

and on days when that wasn't the case, Jiro was there for you no matter what.

if you felt down, she'd be the first person to cheer you up, singing one of the weird songs the both of you made to make you laugh

letting out a weary smile, you huff out a breath and wrap your arms around her waist and embrace her into a soft hug. "what would I do without you, Jiro?" you mumbled into her shoulder.

"I don't know...die?" she says, sarcasm oozing from her lips.

the both of you burst into laughter, she hugs you even tighter now.

"I don't know what I would do without you either, L/n..."

you knew you never felt out of place when you were with Jiro, you always felt so in tune with her. you knew her deepest secrets, she covered all your wounds and healed all your scars.

you were complete.

is it weird to giggle at your own writing, this was so cute I literally was melting into my bed the more a typed this out. I hope you liked this anon!

⏤lovelyiida<3

#mha #mha headcanons #mha imagines #mha jirou #mha jiro kyoka #bnha jiro kyoka #bnha jirou #jirou kyouka #kyoko jirou #jirou x reader #mha girls #lovelyiidarequests #lovelyiida

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all-hail-draculaura · 2 years ago

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Once Upon a Dream

Valentine’s Day oneshot whoop whoop. Hope that you like it. No summary because I wanted it to be surprise as you read. Only thing I will give is that this is a Morpheus x lucid dreamer! reader. Based off the cover that Lana Del Rey sings in Maleficent. Listen to the song as you read.

Word Count : 765

Warnings : angst

Meeting him in your dreams, and being able to connect instantly. Like the stars aligned just for the two of you to meet. An accidental meeting, when you stumbled into him when you were singing at a small festival in the village of the Dreaming when you were lucid dreaming. Meeting eye to eye, there was a spark that lit in his eyes, and you knew it was love at first sight. How his blue eyes always seemed to pierce right through you. Oh, how they shined like twin stars in the night sky, for only you to long and observe. They always seemed to glimmer in your presence, making you feel like the only girl in the world.

Spending nights in your dreams, walking the vast land of Fiddler’s Green, always getting lost with him in the beauty of his kingdom. Always singing around on these journeys, creating music and poems about him and your love for him. He made sure to read all about you and your work in his free time, your books having many tabs from his favorites and him making you sing them for him. He called you his little songbird, and praised you after you were done, encouraging you to continue and create. Being with him, you always wrote your best work, he was your muse and just wanted to please him.

It wasn’t long before you professed your love for him, and him accepting it. Making sure you know that he will always love and worship you as his lover. Constantly finding a way to touch each other and giving affections, holding hands, his hands always finding a way around your waist, how your foreheads touched when he held you close, breathing in his scent as you held him back, giving him soft, peppering kisses all over his face that made him want more, how he would make you beg for more touches, endlessly giving into whatever you wanted.

You told him all the time of your own love for him, becoming patient over his antics and bursts, in time becoming a part of his routine, becoming his rock in his life.

It wasn’t until one night that he returned from his brother’s realm, he came into the library with fury. You went to go comfort him, but he needed to release his anger, and he released it onto you. Spitting out words that torn through your heart, making you question every decision you have ever made in the relationship. Tears falling from your eyes, “My love, surely you don’t mean the words you speak? I’m your little songbird, your rogue dreamer, your love.”

“You think I felt something for you? You’ve forgotten what I am. I am Dream of the Endless, and I do not need or care for anyone.”

It was like your world crashed down all around you, “You may pretend to loathe me Morpheus, but know this, I will always love you, and I am yours eternally.” you said leaving the Dreaming, never traveling ever again.

Feeling as though life had been drained from you, a part of you now gone. Finding it hard to create again, deciding it was best to create one last song for the Dream King that was once your muse, knowing he will regret his actions, but his pride will never let him come back to you. Completing the song, with full intent of knowing that he will read it, as he will reread the myriad of songs and poems you made for him.

He did find your song, reading the lyrics, stinging his heart, hearing the words being brought to life in his head, with only the voice that only you could project out into the world.

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream

I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem

But if I know you, I know what you'll do

You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream

But if I know you, I know what you'll do

You'll love me at once

The way you did once upon a dream

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream

I know you, that gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem

But if I know you, I know what you'll do

You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream

This is my first time ever writing angst, so I do apologize if it isn’t good. I honestly could have done better on this, I will probably fix it later on. If you guys have any tips, I will greatly appreciate them. Also this is for sad girlies on Valentine’s Day, like me.

Taglist : @emarich7 @chantzmar

#dream of the endless x reader #morpheus x reader #lord morpheus x reader #the sandman x reader #the sandman x y/n #morpheus x you #morpheus x lucid dreamer reader #angst

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paisholotus · 2 years ago

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Give Love

Shuriri x black fem reader

Summary: You all spend your first Christmas together.

Translations: Sthandwa( My Love) IKrisimesi emnandi. Uthando lwam ( Merry Christmas. My Loves)

Warnings: none

Requested By: @verachii

A/N: lmao I tried. Hope you like it, and enjoy the Holidays. 🤎❄

Y/N Pov

We were spending Christmas at my mother's house, and right now I had Shuri and Riri in the bathroom, trying on ugly Christmas sweaters that my mother had "made."

"Sthandwa, Is this some sort of joke?" Shuri asked. I tried to hold back my laughter, but it wasn't working because tears were streaming down my cheeks. But I quickly wiped my cheeks, trying to maintain my cool.

"Why would I make a joke about something like that? Mama worked really hard on those sweaters! You don't think they're pretty?" I asked her.

"They pretty ugly!" Riri yelled. causing me to chuckle and playfully gasp. "I'm going to tell her you said that, too."

I heard a smacking noise, which caused Riri to yelp and yell at Shuri.

"WHAT! YOU WERE THINKING IT?"

"Enough already. Come out now; my mother is in the driveway." They walked out of the bathroom, and I covered my mouth with my hand, trying not to laugh.

But the expressions on their faces made me burst out laughing. "Y/N, you are very funny. Now what happened to yours?" Shuri asked me, with a bored expression, and her arms are crossed.

But I couldn't respond because I was hysterically laughing. But I quickly stood up when I heard my mother enter the house. She entered the living room, stopped and looked at Shuri and Riri, but continued to walk over to hug me.

"Hello, my baby. How you been?" She asked. I returned her hug and kissed her on the cheek. She stifled a laugh as she turned to face Shuri and Riri. "What the hell y'all got on?" She said, laughing making her way to the kitchen.

"This shit is going on the fridge," I said as I took a picture of them, making myself laugh even harder. Riri was threatening to kick my ass. I was clutching my stomach, from laughing so hard. While Shuri just smirked at me, as if she was planning on getting my ass later.

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"STOP EATING THE JOLLY RANCHERS FROM MY ROOF!" I yelled at Riri. She playfully rolled her eyes at me and continued to decorate the side of her house with frosting. Riri and I were having a gingerbread decorating contest, while my mother, sister, and Shuri were baking sugar cookies.

When "Give Love" by the Jackson 5 came on, I instantly smiled and hummed along to the lyrics. I loved Christmas; it was my favorite time of year, but I was especially happy because it was spent with my two favorite people, along with my family.

People making lists, buying special gifts

Taking time to be kind to one and all

It's that time of year when good friends are near

And you wish you could give more than just presents from a store

I watched Riri place pretzels along her house's walkway, occasionally popping one in her mouth.

"Damn! Can you please finish your house instead of eating the decorations? That's why you are losing." I said, shaking my head. She flipped me off tossing some skittles into her mouth. I shook my head and watched Shuri bring over a hot plate of cookies.

"Those look good, boo. You did a good job." I kissed her on the cheek. She smiled, grabbing my waist and softly kissing me. "AYE! What about me? Where is my good job kiss?" Riri asked Shuri and me.

I raised my eyebrow and crossed my arms. "If you had finished the job you were supposed to do, you'd get a good job kiss! You ate half yo house! Your gingerbread man gon be homeless!" I said. This made both Shuri and me laugh.

She pouted and smacked her teeth. Shuri approached her and kissed her lips, causing her to smile. I walked towards her, and she extended her hand to stop me. "uh-uh, you wanna be funny and shit. You not finna kiss me" She said, giving me the stank face.

I smacked my teeth and grabbed her by her pants, bringing her closer to me and kissed her lips. "Stop, being so bratty and dance with me. This my favorite part."

Why don't you give love on Christmas Day?

Oh the man on the street and the couple upstairs

All need to know there's someone who cares

Give love on Christmas Day

No greater gift is there than love

wrapping my arms around their shoulders and swayed back and forth, singing at the top of my lungs. They smiled at me. And We all sung the next part together.

Give love, oh give love on Christmas day

Every Tom, Dick, and Harry, every Susie too

Needs love every bit as much as you Do

What the world needs is love

Yes, the world needs your love

Give Love, Oh give love on Christmas Day

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3rd Pov

Everyone had a good time. Eating food, playing games, dancing to music, and telling childhood stories. Except for Shuri, everyone was now asleep on the couch, as the movie was playing. She smiled at Y/N and Riri, who were laying their heads against each other, she then got up and placed a blanket over them, kissing their foreheads.

"IKrisimesi emnandi. Uthando lwam"

#black reader #black writers #black representation #black tumblr #self post #tumblelog #black excellence #black girls #shuri #riri williams #shuriri #shuri x black!reader #christmas time #first christmas #happy holidays #Black Panther #letitia wright #dominque thorne

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shadowthian · 5 months ago

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hiii bestie. song asks 6, 9, (nice), 14, 19 pls <3

YAAAAAAAY HI TEA 6. A song that makes you think of a family member Running Up That Hill by Placebo. specifically the placebo version makes me think of my dad instantly every single time, + i just absolutely fuckin love the vibes of it. me when im running up that road running up that hill 9. A song in a language you don't speak YAY YAY YAY YAY MORE!! Non-Breath Oblige by PinocchioP One two, "There are many people in this world who don't even know love" One two, "There are many people in this world who don't even know love" Sympathy, envy, jealousy, resentment, Black tears falling down My ugly emotions burst out and become a snow white bird honorable lyric mention goes to "For the sake of our convenience and freedom/We obligate ourselves to hold our breath" LIKE HELLO??? SIR?? 14. A song you love to sing along to ohhhh man god sooo many of them. rn it's been Rip Me Apart by Unlike Pluto. Sink your teeth deep into me I like success dripping in blood Fall a million times Fail a million times Fill me with doubt but I will always remember 19. A song that makes you emotional SOLID TIE between Rolling Girl and Unknown Mother Goose, both by wowaka. Rolling Girl was THE song when i was younger, and now in my adult years Unknown Mother Goose has been the song that really fuckin gets me. and Rolling Girl still gets me so bad. wowaka was just an incredible songwriter tbh

Rolling Girl "No problem" she breathes another lie The pain and guilt she feels amplifies "You'll be fine" is what they all say Even when they see me on my way towards my fate They'd watch me roll again

Unknown Mother Goose Hey if you’re gonna shout out your love Know that my friend, I’ll be here for you then These pointless words, hurt, but yet it never will stop Ever this dream will carry on and If I had thought, sought, to go express all my love Take my want and put it all in this song That story lost to all will be reborn now anew It seems that once again I’ll be humming the same tune.

#the problem with talking about music is that i will Never Shut Up /pos #hiiii teaaaa :>#forgive the late answer for basically all these lyrics i had to either transcribe or find the lyric doc for #rolling girl eng lyrics by Lollia and UMG lyrics by David Toth

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amberjazmyn · 8 months ago

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you are my sunshine

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - you are my sunshine

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - mention of miscarriage, rainbow baby announcement, crying, sadness that turns into happiness, song lyrics (does christina perri also need a warning?)

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - with the lyrics of christina perri's "you are my sunshine" we learn about misha collins and his wife evannah collins' miscarriage that they never publically posted until now when they've gone through their grieving process and the process of them finding out and announcing their first rainbow baby which then ends with them having three kids.

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - i wanted to rewrite and retransform my jared padalecki miscarriage chapter for his fellow costar misha so, that is what i'm doing. however, this isn't going to be sad the entire time so, don't worry you won't be crying/sad the entire read. as always, song lyrics are italicised bold, flashbacks are italics and present time is normal font. whilst the wives of the spn actors are the same, except for misha's obviously, misha's legitmate children, west and maison, do not exist in this story.

masterlist listen to "you are my sunshine" right here!

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"you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey!"

savannah collins, misha collins of supernatural's wife had just been given the best news that she could have ever found out - she was pregnant with their first child. she couldn't believe that finally, she was going to become a mom and her husband, misha, was going to become a dad.

she frantically found herself putting together a box of things to surprise misha with to let him know the amazing good news that she had just found out moments ago. just as she was finishing her set up for the surprise, she quickly set up her phone so she could film her husband's reaction when the front door opened and her husband's loud, bostonian accent reverberated throughout the house. staring at the camera with a frightful look, she waited for her boston native husband to come into the kitchen, where she had placed the surprise present for him to open.

"good afternoon baby! i'm home!" misha's boston accent called out as savannah smiles at the camera after it first made her jump as she waits for her husband to come into the kitchen

"hey baby, i'm in the kitchen!" savannah calls out as misha giggles as he puts his stuff down in the entryway of the house, minus his phone and walks into the kitchen to see his wife

"hey, baby!" misha mumbles as he swoops in, not even noticing the fact that his wife was filming the both of them as he pulls her in for a hug as she chuckles

they talk for a few minutes without misha even realising the present on the counter right in front of him nor his wife's iphone that was filming them until savannah nudges him and forces him to notice the present.

"oh, babe, i also got you a little present," savannah forces her husband to notice the present as he chuckles, placing his phone in his hoodie pocket as he then looked down at the counter - finally noticing the white box in front of him

"sav, babe, why? it's not my birthday or christmas or anything! why you got me a present for? fuck, please don't tell me i missed an anniversary of ours!" misha panics as he tries to remember if he had missed any anniversaries or anything as he loosened the pretty bow and opened the lid of the box

but, in saying that though, misha was very sceptical in opening the box lid which made savannah laugh but also riddled her with anxiety that maybe, he wasn't exactly ready for a baby and to become a father. or that he even wanted to become a dad. i mean, they weren't exactly "young" anymore but they weren't completely old just yet. they were early thirties. however, all that fear and anxiety went away instantly the moment when misha just fell into savannah's embrace and immediately started to burst out into cries of happiness. she knew it was happy tears due to the way she watched her husband's face contort before he hid it in her shoulder.

"baby, are you serious?" misha whispered as the couple hugged, misha was not able to speak any louder as savannah giggled and nodded her head

"yes, i'm absolutely serious babe, i'm pregnant!" savannah spoke softly and lovingly with excitement as misha just stayed silent as he hugged his wife tighter as she giggled

"how far along? does it say on the, on the thing?" misha mumbled to himself as he grabbed the clearblue pregnancy test to see how long his wife was in her pregnancy when he smiled - she was around five weeks along

"you happy baby?" savannah mumbled as she giggled, misha nodding his head as he wiped his tears away as he chuckled softly

"you're five weeks along, i'm more than happy baby! we're gonna be parents! we're going to have a little family of three!" misha spoke softly as he smiled the brightest he had ever smiled since their wedding day

"i know, mish, it's crazy!" savannah giggled as misha then grabbed his phone to take a photo before savannah stopped him

"what are you doing babe?" savannah giggled as she sat herself up on the kitchen counter next to the box that was used for the announcement

"i want to post it to instagram... and tell the rest of the supernatural fam..." he trailed off like a kid as savannah giggled as she had now stopped filming on her phone

"...how about we just keep it between us, i'm already five weeks which means i'm not that far away from being twelve weeks which is when it's recommended to tell people since that's when concerns for pregnancy loss drop around this time. we only have to wait six more weeks until we can tell people, do you think you can wait for that long?" savannah explained as misha placed his phone down and nodded his head, wrapping his arms around his wife and now their little baby

"that's absolutely fine with me babe! i can definitely wait six more weeks before telling people! but, holy crap sav! you're actually pregnant with an actual human being just chilling in you right now! we made that!" misha started to rail off as savannah laughed at her husband as she nodded her head

" i know babe! we've actually made a full-on human that's literally growing inside of me right as we speak! just a little crazy but, i'm so excited!" savannah spoke in between bouts of laughter as misha shook his head, a big smile on his face as he hugged his wife again

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six weeks had passed when the collins had been given the all-clear with telling people about their pregnancy. and unfortunately, supernatural, misha's tv show, were off work and filming for a couple of months and were all off in their hometowns with their own families which made it difficult to tell them in person. until savannah remembered the group chat that they had with each other and decided to tell him that way since it would be a little bit until they'd all reunite with each other so, group chat was the best way to tell them.

spnfamily

jared, jensen, misha, gen, danneel, ruth, rob and richard

misha

jensen

wait hold up!

jared

oh my god!! congratulations you two!!

gen

you can't just do that and leave the chat!!! misha, savannah's actually preggers?!

richard

duuuuuuuuuuuudddddeeee ain't no way! congratulations! that's amazing news!

danneel

wait, sav, you've been pregnant how long?! when the fuck did this happen?!

ruth

misha! sav! you guys i'm crying! congratulations i'm so happy for you!

sav

awe, thank you, guys! and danneel, to answer your question, i've been pregnant for twelve weeks! when i did the test, i was five weeks pregnant and basically, misha wanted to tell everyone, and post it on social media but, i wanted to wait until now basically!

richard

omg, this is insane! so, wait, you were pregnant when we all last saw each other, basically? is that what you're saying?!

gen

holy crap sav! you're really preggers!

danneel

jesus christ girl! you and misha are actually gonna be parents!

sav

yeah, that is exactly what i'm saying rich, and i didn't even know! because as mentioned before, when i took the test, it said i was over two weeks pregnant and then when i went to my doctor and told her, she basically confirmed that i was five weeks after she had connected the dots to everything i had told her previously

rob

this has got to be an april fool's joke right?! like, this ain't no way at all that misha has knocked his wife up!

ruth

robert! that is inappropriate! i am so sorry savannah!

sav

sorry rob, it isn't an april fool's joke because one, it's not april and two, misha has knocked his wife up and he did a pretty damn good job of it too!

sav

haha, ruth, it's all good, but i have to admit, reading you tell off your boyfriend over text is quite funny

jensen

and this is why savannah is my favourite spnwife! i'm sorry!

jared

here here jay! i think we all agree!

gen

oh, absolutely jensen! i agree also!

danneel

as do i!

richard

oh yeah, favourite spnwife ever!

misha

and, to end this off, i too agree in saying that sav is my favourite spnwife!

rob

okay yep, i'm sorry! i was wrong, you guys are right!

jared

wait, sav, now that you are twelve weeks pregnant, and you're telling us, will you be announcing it to social media or do you think you'll wait a little longer?

sav

umm, funny thing, misha and i just had this conversation and, since we honestly had no itch to tell our followers but had the itch to tell you guys, i think misha and i will wait a little bit longer before telling everyone on social media!

jared

oh yeah, that's absolutely fair! well, if you and misha can wait then, so can everyone else i mean, what they don't know won't hurt them!

rob, jensen, gen, ruth and rich sent heart.

danneel

smart choice sav! but, omg, i'm still trying to believe that you're actually preggers! you're growing an actual human inside of you, right now!

sav

i know danneel! misha was constantly saying the same thing which would constantly make me laugh because he was right! i'm literally growing a whole ass human inside of me!

however, not even a full two weeks after this group chat conversation, as everyone was brought together in excitement for the collins and their exciting pregnancy news, savannah's biggest and worst nightmare came true - miscarrying their baby.

you'll never know dear, how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away.

only days before savannah miscarried her baby, was she singing a sweet, famous lullaby to her belly that only sported a little rounded bump. as she sang the words of christina perri's cover version of "you are my sunshine", she was sitting on the couch, her feet resting underneath her bum as she sang whilst her hands rested on her bare pregnant tummy. with her husband home from work, misha smiled as he sat down next to his wife, his head resting on her shoulder as he was the third and fourth hands to join in the rubbing/resting on the pregnant belly.

"you'll never know how dear, how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away," savannah sang softly to the little baby that was peacefully resting in her belly as misha smiled lovingly

"i wonder if baby will be a boy or a girl," misha spoke softly, as not to disturb the gorgeous serenity that was his wife's singing voice and what it brought to the baby as she smiled

"as long as baby is healthy and i'm healthy, that's all that matters babe," savannah whispered back as misha nodded his head, more than satisfied with his wife's answer

the happy couple and their baby just rested against the couch for the rest of the night as they watched movies on netflix before the night drifted away from them and it was suddenly coming close to 11 pm - time for the collins to go to sleep.

however, for some off reason, savannah couldn't seem to get herself to fall asleep comfortably because she was suddenly starting to feel some pain which, wasn't just worrying her but also misha. thinking she could get through the pain, savannah just tried to slowly move through it like she usually would when she'd cramp up, however, this time, a searing pain went through her whole body which led to the loudest scream to fall from savannah's mouth. this was when savannah and misha knew that this wasn't normal and that they needed to get to the hospital quickly.

misha, who people would think in this scenario would be panicking and crying, not knowing what to do, was the complete opposite. he was calm, collected, not showing any ounce of fear or panic and calmly picked savannah up, being mindful of the stabbing pain she was in that had reduced his normally composed wife to tears, quickly via voice control, sending a text to the spnfamily group chat, letting them know. then messaged jared if he and genevieve, his wife, were able to meet up at the hospital with them, just for some extra support. the group chat was bombarded with worries and prayers whereas jared responded straight away saying he was ten steps ahead due to being the first one seeing the messages from the group chat.

thankful for their spnfamily, savannah and misha got into their car, on their way to the hospital at 11:30 pm. then, fifteen minutes later, the collins had been given the heartbreaking news that, in fact, they had miscarried baby at just over twelve weeks.

the other night dear, as i lay sleeping, i dreamed i held you in my arms.

savannah couldn't dare to fall asleep knowing now that she had lost her baby. she couldn't even think about sleep anymore now that all she'd dream about is holding her newborn baby with misha next to her as they both cried tears of joy, relief and content for their new child. but, that was no longer the dream that they were going to be getting in real life in nine months. in nine months, the husband and wife would probably still be crying over this loss when it came to the guessed due date. misha was broken by the fact that savannah wasn't sleeping. it broke his heart every night that whilst she laid in bed beside him, not able to fall asleep, he could fall asleep. it honestly made him feel like he wasn't grieving properly or that he had stopped grieving entirely or that he wasn't upset at all. it made him feel like he was being an awful husband for not staying awake for her whilst her brain ran wild whilst he slept like it didn't bother him. but, it did bother him. it bothered misha so much more than he allowed people to know, including savannah. every time misha closed his eyes, all he saw was the innocent little baby that was going to be his and savannah's first child, their first love. but, by the time he woke up, the image would be gone in the blink of an eye so when he closed his eyes again, the image would have changed to the moment in the hospital where the doctor had confirmed the news that was always going to haunt the couple for the rest of their lives - that they miscarried their first child.

most times, when he knew that she wasn't paying attention or was away at work since apparently, she was fit to work again, misha would let himself cry because he knew that when his wife wasn't at home or paying attention, he knew he wouldn't get caught or be heard. since it was so easy when savannah was working, the way he'd cry when he did know that savannah was home would be to go downstairs into their office, where the room was soundproofed and he would just cry and cry and cry himself raw until he couldn't cry for the rest of the day. then, after he finished weeping, he'd emerge from the office as if everything was normal and totally fine. only to go back to sleep next to his wife and then wake up to do it all over again the very next day, depending on whether or not savannah would be working or not. he hated that he was crying himself out all on his own whilst his wife was working or when she was laying on the couch watching tv, absolutely clueless as to why he would be spending so long in the office or wondering why he slowly stopped telling her how his day went when she was at work. misha silently hoped that one night, he left the office door open on a day that he knew savannah wouldn't working and had her hear him cry and hoped he did because, the last time he cried over the miscarriage, he "forgot" to close the door to the music studio and savannah had heard him. rushing down the stairs and down the hallway to the office when she heard crying and was concerned. so, in worry for her husband, savannah called out her husband's name, expecting to hear a response, like "just a minute babe" or "i'm finishing this book, just a sec" but, all she got instead was a weakened sob. it had obviously come from her husband as they were the only ones in their house but, it broke savannah's heart. and it really made her think - how long had misha been crying on his own on the couch and in the office about the miscarriage when she'd be at work or when she was so engrossed in her own grief about their loss?

"mish, babe, you okay?" savannah whispered softly, resting herself against the door frame as she could tell that misha was trying his best to calm himself down but wasn't able to as another sob rocked his body

she spent two minutes resting against the door frame, hearing the whimpers and sobs that misha tried to control, no realisation that his wife was right there against the door watching him cry. however, two minutes was too long as she knew she couldn't stand by any longer as her husband continued to cry, not able to calm himself down. savannah couldn't believe that she hadn't realised until tonight that misha had been crying and grieving all on his own. she was annoyed at the fact that he was doing this when he knew that she wasn't paying attention or at work but she was never annoyed at her husband because it wasn't his fault that he was crying alone and she was mad at the situation, not him. however, misha couldn't cry on his own anymore and savannah wouldn't allow herself to be ignorant of it anymore. she had to make herself known to her husband and make sure that he knew she was there for him and that she wasn't ever going to let him cry and grieve on his own anymore.

to gain her husband's attention, savannah knocked on the side of the door as she heard her husband's sobs as he begged the oxygen in his lungs to let him breathe, but wasn't able to due to the amount of crying he'd been doing. savannah walked in without a second to think, knowing that she now needed to get her husband to breathe normally again and to also slow down his tears for they weren't going to make his panic attack any better. or possibly make him sick, maybe not physically but it was for sure going to make him dizzy and maybe a slight bit nauseous if he kept going.

immediately, savannah got down to the floor to her knees, identical to misha and pulled him closer to her body to see if her normal breathing pattern could get misha breathing back to normal. holding him close, savannah had one hand tight around his back with the other one lightly fluffing his hair as a way to calm him down.

it wasn't until an entire hour later that misha was no longer audibly sobbing and only had tears slip down his cheeks as he sat with savannah, their backs against the office wall with his head in her lap as savannah brushed her fingers through his scruffy hair.

"how long have you been doing this babe? why didn't you tell me?" savannah asked softly as she continued to brush her fingers through her husband's hair as he sniffled

"every night since we lost the baby... i-i guess i didn't tell you because i didn't want you to worry about me because you needed to focus on yourself and your own recovery as well as being back at work. so, i-i guess i just thought that if i did it in here when you were at home and then in the lounge room when you were at work, you wouldn't worry about me..." misha trailed off, his voice breaking as savannah's heart broke hearing that

"...mish, you know you could've cried with me, we always have cried together until we lost baby and that just stopped. i've already focused on myself and my recovery, i am now worried because you were all on your own as you cried for all this time. you didn't need to hide away in here when i was at home and nor did you have to do it alone when i was working. you wouldn't have made me cry or feel worse if i heard you crying if that was your main concern. i would have gotten my arse off the couch and i would have been right here. please, don't run and hide away next time you need to cry, okay?" savannah whispered as she caressed misha's cheek, playing with his hair to distract him as he nodded his head, another tear slipping down his cheek as savannah caught it with her finger as he chuckled softly

"mhm, i know," misha mumbled shyly as savannah smiled softly at her grieving husband

"then why didn't you and, tell me the truth babe, the full truth," savannah spoke softly, not in a pushy matter but with sensitivity and misha appreciated it

"you were the one that carried baby for twelve weeks when we lost them. i-i just thought that because you're the mom and the one that's pregnant that i shouldn't be so upset about it. so, i guess i was just embarrassed about crying over the loss then i would over crying something else..." misha trailed off as savannah pouted softly as she cuddled her husband closer with an extra tight squeeze

"...oh, honey, no. just because i carried the baby, doesn't mean you can't grieve and be upset over the loss either. it wasn't just my child that i lost, mish, baby was yours too. it was ours. sure, you couldn't and won't ever feel the physical pain that a miscarriage brings and you will never be able to experience it but, that doesn't mean you can't grieve and cry over the loss of what was going to be your child. invalidating your own feelings to be mindful of mine is not okay sweetheart. once again, i'll remind you, you're allowed to cry and be vulnerable. whilst you're a leo, it's well-known how much of a crybaby you normally are and that is okay. you are allowed to cry misha because this baby was also yours and you also deserve to miss the baby and grieve over it," savannah spoke soothingly as misha nodded his head and sniffled

"thanks, babe," he muttered softly as savannah smiled, nodding her head as she scratched the top of his head, making him smile and groan with delight at the relief her scratches were giving him

"your welcome sweetheart," savannah smiled as by this time, it was already close to two in the morning so, it was decided that that night for the first time, savannah was finally going to close her eyes and fall asleep because she had truly exhausted herself out whilst misha was also knackered from all of the crying

when i awoke, dear, i was mistaken so i hung my head and i cried

after a couple of hours of sleep, savannah and misha woke up and, just like she imagined, she dreamt of holding their little baby so, she hung her head and she cried. and just like the way she was there for him late that night, misha was there as he held his wife tightly as it was now her turn to cry over their shattering loss. although savannah didn't cry for nearly as long as misha did, she was still finally also allowing herself to fall asleep even though she knew she'd dream about baby and then wake up to then cry, she knew she was always going to have misha there beside her to make sure that she'd never cry on her own like he had been doing for the longest time.

whispering comforting words and sweet nothings to his wife, misha held her as tightly as he could so he could make sure that she knew that, just like she had promised him, she wasn't alone in this sadness and grief of their baby.

for the collins, it took them about three to four weeks of regular crying after waking up in the mornings before it stopped and were able to go to sleep without dreaming of the baby and waking up in tears because of it. they loved that and called it progress in their grieving and loss journey. the supernatural family had also welcomed the couple back with open arms when it was time for supernatural to return to work and promotion for the filming of their new season. it was obvious though when the cast reunited that they were extremely happy and excited to be reunited with each other again and, the same could have been said with savannah, genevieve, danneel and the other women involved with spn.

"sav, how are you and misha going after the loss? you guys tried at it again, are you just waiting until it feels right, are you just not trying?" genevieve questioned as she, savannah and the rest of the ladies waited in the small waiting room whilst the husbands and guys did some blocking

"we're going great thanks, gen, umm, we've had a lot of sex as honestly, losing baby wanted me to try even harder for a kid. so, we've decided that we're going to not actively try but not use any protection and just hope that a positive will come at some point," savannah was confident and all smiles as she explained that to genevieve, danneel and ruth who was not needed in front of the camera currently

which not just shocked them but made them all proud of her as when they spoke over facetime (mainly genevieve and savannah), the group couldn't even say certain words like "loss", "sex", and "baby" because it would get too triggering for the grieving girl, reducing her to tears but, not anymore it wasn't

"sav, that's amazing! so, you still getting your period then?" danneel then spoke up, the other girls moving closer so no one could hear the four of them as savannah giggled

"no...i've got a few tests that i'm gonna take today so, i'm hoping that what i think is happening is going to happen..." savannah trailed off as the ladies were shocked, they couldn't believe that their best friend was most likely pregnant again

you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey.

the news of savannah's second pregnancy was the best news that she could have ever gotten after that day on set for supernatural with the rest of the ladies and cast. whilst it did give her a huge amount of deja vu of their first pregnancy and ultimately, their heartbreaking loss of the baby, the biggest emotion she felt was excitement and happiness. she was over the moon with the three tests that she held all saying that she was pregnant. and the best part about it was that unlike last time was that, she had gone through her first trimester of being pregnant without even really noticing it. meaning that she was at thirty weeks pregnant and only now just finding out.

savannah squealed in excitement as she looked at the three pregnancy tests in front of her whilst her midwife could be heard giggling excitedly over the phone. all of the tests said "positive" with her midwife confirming that she was already thirty weeks pregnant and into the start of the second trimester. knowing that she no longer was in the danger zone like last time, she wanted to surprise misha again but, this time it had to be better. and better she did! this time, she upped her game and decided to have a special little helper to tell misha.

announcing the news to misha was probably the most exciting thing ever. just like the first time, he came home, she had set up her iphone to film his reaction as she set out the letterboard announcement for him to be told as she waited.

"sav, i'm home! where you at babe?" misha calls out as savannah giggles softly

"in the kitchen babe, i have something for you!" savannah calls back out which makes misha rush into the kitchen when he stops when he notices what was resting on the counter waiting for him

it took misha a couple of minutes to realise but the second he saw the ultrasound photo, it finally clicked in his head again that it was real and that savannah was pregnant again. overwhelmed with happiness, his knees buckled and he dropped, his hand gripping the counter so he wouldn't fall and he broke down into tears as savannah smiled, giggling softly. joining her husband, she brought him close as they rejoiced together in the fact that they were getting their rainbow baby. crying into his wife's embrace, misha couldn't believe that he was going to be a dad. not really caring whether it was a boy or a girl, all he cared about was the fact that his wife was already over the first trimester and that they finally had a fair chance of having a healthy and successful pregnancy together.

immediately, just like the first time, with some reassurance from the midwife that it was okay, they told the rest of the supernatural family and even better reactions came through over the first time. due to the newest baby being a rainbow baby, there was a lot more happy crying as their first reaction to the news which, seemed to be the best but common reaction when savannah and misha told someone. the best reaction, however, had to of come from jared and genevieve. they were told separately after jensen, danneel, ruth, rob and richard had been told. misha told genevieve with danneel with them and savannah told jared with jensen, rob, ruth and rich with them. both of the padalecki's cried as they rejoiced that finally, their best friends and family were becoming parents after the loss of their first baby.

it was just a week after the start of their second trimester that the collins finally decided that not only would they start to post and announce their rainbow baby but they'd also talk about the miscarriage they suffered a couple of months earlier.

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misha around five months before our rainbow baby was conceived, savannah had gotten pregnant with our first baby. we were absolutely overjoyed as were our family and friends. the second photo was when i found out about our first baby. savannah had obviously thrown this together whilst i was at work as it was when we were at our house in vancouver and, she whipped this up just in time to surprise me with it when i came home. i was the happiest i had ever been, savannah had filmed the entire surprise and i was overjoyed with the news that she was pregnant. since sav found out she was pregnant at five weeks, we only needed to wait six weeks before telling our family and friends about the news. and the first people we told after our parents or maybe even before telling our parents, we told our supernatural family through the group chat we had since the cast and show had been off from work for a couple of months. they were all so excited and rejoiced with us until, not even a full two weeks later into savannah's pregnancy, we went to bed late one night after savannah sang to her stomach that just as we were about to fall asleep, sav felt an excruciating pain that reduced her to screams that truly i never want to hear again. immediately, i knew something wasn't right and, with genevieve and jared ten steps ahead of us and waiting for us at the hospital, we arrived at 11:30 in the evening only to find out fifteen minutes after at 11:45 that we had miscarried and lost the baby. it honestly broke my heart more than i'd ever like to think or admit it did. for the entire time after, i would cry alone in the soundproof office when sav was upstairs or in the lounge room when i knew sav would be at work and most certainly wouldn't hear me. at this time, at night, sav refused to sleep because if she did sleep, she knew she'd dream about the baby and then would wake up the next morning and just cry. and this was something that she didn't want to become a habit of hers as mine had which was unbeknownst to her at the time. that was until i "forgot" to close the door to the office and broke down crying, gathering sav's attention. we then cried together for the next two to three weeks in the mornings after waking up before we just slowly started to be able to wake up and be happy and not cry over the loss of our baby. and then, just a week ago, i got the best surprise of my life (deja vu?) and found out that for the last thirty weeks, savannah had been pregnant for a second time. and this time, it's for real since savannah is now in her second trimester and we're about to become parents!

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savannahcollins that day i told you about this new pregnancy, i really did think i was going to have to restart your heart because of how much you were crying, i genuinely thought you weren't breathing. but, i am so glad we finally got to share this new pregnancy alongside the pain of the miscarriage

misha savannahcollins in all honesty, i thought the same thing at one point! but, i am so ready to watch you and our child grow throughout this pregnancy babe!

jaredpadalecki i'm sorry but, i am still in tears over this! and to tell us just before going on camera to film too! holy crap!

misha jaredpadalecki maybe it wasn't the smartest and most efficient time and place to tell you but we genuinely couldn't hide it from you and genevieve anymore!

jensenackles congratulations again you two! you'll be the best parents ever!

misha jensenackles oh thank you jensen! that means a lot

genpadalecki still screaming over this news omg! also, i am so sorry misha if i screamed in your ears too loudly, i was just so excited haha

misha genpadalecki i think i can still hear you come to think of it gen! and don't worry, i can still hear in both ears so you didn't scream too loudly

ruthie_connell seeing the reactions of the others to the news was honestly the best part about the whole thing!

misha ruthie_connell i know! it felt so cheeky to tell them whilst you and the others all knew!

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savannahcollins before i got pregnant with misha and i's second baby, about five months before, i was pregnant with our first baby. however, it was obviously not the right time as heartbreakingly, at around twelve/thirteen weeks, we lost it and i miscarried. of course, misha and i were both devastated but, there is a reason why we're only talking about our miscarriage now alongside our new pregnancy. that's because the general rule of thumb is to wait until around the twelve-week mark because that is generally when the worry of miscarrying and pregnancy loss is at its least likely to happen. and for those entire three months after, we grieved, the first two were the worst. those first two months were the months that we cried separately and then cried together after waking up from dreaming of our baby. but, now that i'm at the beginning of my second trimester and have the blessing of being pregnant again, we feel comforted and like we're strong enough to finally speak up about our miscarriage. the first photo is the surprise that i put together to tell misha that we were pregnant again and the second photo was from when misha, myself, jared and genevieve were at the hospital and found out about the miscarriage. i had to stay in the hospital a little bit longer than the four of us liked but, it was just to keep an eye on me considering i was experiencing a lot more pain than what was normal so they had to keep me in for supervision and the photo was taken by jared. despite the fact that in the photo, misha and i aren't crying or looking devastated, we were sleeping because it was all we could do. we were knackered to the point where for the first couple of days, we just slept but, it wasn't until the third day that i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep any longer because i would dream about the baby we had just lost. i would stay awake throughout the night because if i did fall asleep, i'd dream about the baby and then i'd wake up only to start crying which was something i was determined not to do. i didn't want to be the mother who miscarried and just cried about the loss every day. even though i knew that was totally acceptable and more than okay, it just wasn't the mother i wanted to be. however, it was until i heard misha cry in the office one day when i was at home from work that i realised that for the entire month, nearly two, he had been crying all on his own in the office when i was home and in the lounge room when i was at work and went to sleep whilst i laid awake in our shared bed. that was when i finally realised that misha was also grieving and that we couldn't do it on our own. it then took us another three to four weeks of crying every morning before we could wake up without crying. and now i'm thirty weeks and two days pregnant and baby is as healthy as their older sibling was. misha and i are extremely excited to be parents again and it's all we can think about. now that i've passed all the dates of the possible miscarrying dangers, i'll now be posting my bumpdates and updating you all about the pregnancy. we are genuinely so excited and cannot wait to introduce our baby to you all and i'm sure baby can't wait either. thank you all for the love and support you guys have given us over these few months even though we left you guys in the dark. it truly means so much to know that you guys still love and support us.

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misha i am so excited about baby two! you are going to be an amazing mam, sav and i can already tell

savannahcollins misha awe, babe, you are so sweet! you are going to be an amazing dad!

danneelackles512 i'm so proud of you two for not giving up just because you guys lost the first baby. i cannot wait to watch baby grow inside you, my love!

savannahcollins danneelackles512 thank you dee! and i cannot wait for little baby to grow either!

robenedict that photo of you in the hospital after you miscarried and was sent to the group chat via jared is always going to haunt me but, just knowing that the next time you're there, is when you'll be giving birth just takes away all the fear

savannahcollins robenedict oh absolutely robbie, that photo is a photo i never thought would ever have to be seen, taken and then seen again. and i agree, the next time i'll be at the hospital will no doubt be the best day of my life

dicksp8jr congratulations sav and misha! you guys really deserve a family! cannot wait to watch you on this journey sav, you and misha will be perfect parents!

savannahcollins dicksp8jr awe, thank you rich! that means so much!

cw_supernatural so close to getting our little football team! come on now!

savannahcollins cw_supernatural jensen, i thought you were told to stop logging into the supernatural instagram

you'll never know dear how much i love you, please don't take my sunshine away

a little over eight months later, savannah had given birth to a very healthy little boy, oakley dmitri collins. oakley was misha and savannah's pride and joy and was loved by everyone. but especially by his supernatural uncles and aunties and that was always shown since he was constantly being spoilt. but, all the toys, clothes and superficial things he was being given didn't seem to faze the little surfer dude as all he cared about now was the fact that he was going to be an older brother for a third time. and yes, you did hear that correctly, savannah and misha were bringing their third and final cherub into the world after a little over a year ago had introduced their second little boy, tristan brooks collins into the world before falling pregnant with their third baby. i mean, i think the whole goal of the supernatural family was to have an even amount of children between all the three main cast and, misha seemed to round it off now with his third kid on its way. especially since jared and jensen had three kids, jensen with two girls and a boy and jared with two boys and one girl, it only seemed fitting that the same thing happened to misha and savannah and, it did. finally, a beautiful baby girl completed the collins family. the photo that savannah posted to announce that she was pregnant with her baby girl was a photo of when she was heavily pregnant since she had already given birth to their new baby. she decided that instead of how she announced oakley and tristan's pregnancies to the world that she'd wait until maternity photos had been taken and then give birth to her daughter to announce that she and misha had a little girl. even though misha and jared and jensen had constantly talked and celebrated over it during the current season they were finishing, misha and savannah still wanted to post about their little girl since it had been a few weeks to a month since giving birth to her.

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savannahcollins geneva savannah collins, we are so blessed to have finally met you after waiting for you for so long. oakley and tristan are so excited to meet you i think they're being a lot more impatient than mommy and daddy are. these photos are probably the sweetest, funniest and most tear-jerking photos i have in my camera roll. the first two, i was still pregnant with little geneva and, the other two, she was brought earthside and we couldn't be more blessed that she's finally here. a little march, water baby, exactly like her mommy. the third photo is misha and me with little gen, photo courtesy of our kids' uncle jared. the photos you may see later are of the two boys meeting geneva for the first time because it is quite the adorable moment. geneva savannah, you are so loved by so many my little ocean baby. i am so blessed, as is your daddy, your big brothers, aunties, uncles and cousins that you have finally joined our family. i have been waiting for you, my little ocean girl, for so long that when daddy and i found out we were pregnant with you, we jumped for joy. oakley and tristan also jumping for joy when they found out they were getting a baby sister. tristan especially loves the fact that he finally gets to be an older brother after being the baby. we love you forever, geneva savannah.

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misha ok, well shit babe, you made me cry all over again!

savannahcollins misha sorry babe! but look how cute our daughter is!!

jaredpadalecki i still cannot believe that you finally have a little girl!

savannahcollins jaredpadalecki i don't think misha can either, jared!

danneelackles512 i still cannot believe jensen, jared, gen and i got to meet her! and that photo of you, misha and geneva is just beautiful

savannahcollins danneelackles512 i know dee! that photo is just way too much for my heart to handle

genpadalecki oh my god! i still cannot believe that geneva savannah is finally here! so glad we got to meet her!

savannahcollins genpadalecki isn't she just gen? and i can't either, geneva is just gorgeous and i'm so glad you and jared got to meet her!

cw_supernatural congratulations savannah, misha and to oakley and tristan! geneva is gorgeous!

savannahcollins cw_supernatural crap, now i have no idea who commented this!

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misha everyone say hi to geneva savannah collins! she's baby number three and our daughter! oakley and tristan are a little too obsessed with her at the moment but, honestly, we're just glad we've completed our small little family and we're just relieved that the two boys love their baby sister. the first photo is of savannah, pregnant with geneva at the beach with tristan on her shoulders, i had oakley with me so that's why he wasn't in the photo and, i just thought it was too good for me to not post. the second photo is of me, sav and geneva not too long after geneva arrived into the world and i think it's very easy to see that we were still so shocked that we were blessed with a little baby girl. the third photo is of tristan and geneva and it's just absolutely adorable and the most recent photo that's been taken. and the last photo is of oakley and geneva which is another recent photo of geneva with her brothers. we love you so much, geneva savannah, thank you for completing the collins family.

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savannahcollins lordy lord, there are so many photos of oakley and tristan with geneva that at this point, i think that's all i have in my camera roll right now. but, that's only because i keep on taking photos of them together.

misha savannahcollins my camera roll is the same and i am not complaining! we make some very cute kids!

jaredpadalecki i'm going to cry omg, even just looking at these photos, it's insane how quickly geneva has grown and she's not even a full month old yet!

misha jaredpadalecki speak for yourself, mate! i thought having two little boys would have made me all the more emotional but no, the moment sav and i found out geneva was a girl, i was gone and it was as though i was the one that was pregnant!

jensenackles this is lovely, misha! geneva is gorgeous and growing so quickly! jj, zeppelin and arrow cannot wait to see little geneva again! they are so excited!

misha jensenackles i know, she's literally mom's twin! and the boys and geneva are getting excited to see their cousins as well!

robenedict i can't stop looking through the photos that you and sav have sent to us of geneva! she's just too gorgeous to look away!

misha robenedict that's basically me every single day, i just can't stop looking at her and holding her! i genuinely still cannot believe i have a little girl

dicksp8jr oh bless, she is a beauty, misha! you and sav really have made the most gorgeous-looking kids! i cannot wait to just squish geneva's little cheeks!

misha dicksp8jr isn't she just, richard?! and i know, i said the same thing and, i squish her cheeks all the time and even then i need to do it more

what originally started off for the collins as a heartbreaking miscarriage turned into them having a gorgeous little family of five with their three beautiful kids, oakley, tristan and geneva alongside their supernatural family and their kids.

savannah and misha's sunshine was no longer taken away from them.

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i loved rewriting this but, i do apologise for the fact it was a very sad start but i am glad that it got to have a happy ending. i would love to do a little mini-series with misha and savannah and their three kids but, at the same time, i do love it when i include the real-life kids of the supernatural cast. i'll compromise and maybe switch between the two lol.

ok ily bye xx

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[ ♛ ] ° • LIGHT UP THE SKY !

001. what’s a song you can put on repeat & never get tired of?

cherry, rina sawayama — “when they tell you that you've got to stay the same / even though you're not yourself / and you've got somebody else / when they tell you that you've got yourself to blame / even though it's not your fault / but your heart just wants to know, know”

honourable mentions: sunburnt through the glass by prep, cupid (twins ver.) by fifty fifty, whistle by blackpink braveheart

002. a song that instantly lifts your mood when you’re sad.

fermata, oh!gg — “first fermata (rest) in my life / i found the smile i had lost / first fermata (rest) in my heart / although it’s not a perfect world / life changes in relaxation, first attempt”

honourable mentions: after moon by twice flora, paper plane by girls’ generation

003. your favorite song from your all-time favorite artist.

mirror, hyuna — “you want perfection / but the more you want it, the farther you get from it / stop with the endless greed / don’t forget what’s important”

004. a song that inspires or motivates you.

alien superstar, beyoncé — “i'm too classy for this world / forever i'm that girl / feed you diamonds and pearls / ooh, baby / i'm too classy to be touched / i pay them all in dust / i'm stingy with my love (unique)”

005. what’s a song that reminds you of someone?

ok on your own, mxmtoon ft. carly rae jepsen — “it wasn't meant to be / maybe we knew that from the start / i can't complete you, baby / but i'll hold you in my heart”

006. the song that gets you in the mood to party.

summertime, flo — “me and my girls are going in this summer / rolling, rolling in the back of the Hummer / and we gon' do anything we wanna / yeah, we gon' do anything we wanna”

007. your guilty pleasure.

candy, nct dream — “everything’s changed / including my feelings for you / doesn’t mean that i don’t love you / because now I’m going to change myself”

008. a song that’s out of your typical music preference.

jet black heart, 5 seconds of summer — “the blood in my veins / is made up of mistakes / let's forget who we are / and dive into the dark / as we burst into color / returning to life”

009. what do you listen to when you’re in love?

little little, red velvet — “the wind blows past my cheeks / my heart churns because of you / it keeps softly blowing / you shake up my world / this feeling is probably love, love, love”

honourable mention: safety net by ariana grande ft. ty dolla sign

010. do you have song you’ve listened to all your childhood?

remember the time, michael jackson — “do you remember / how we used to talk? / you know we'd stay on the phone at night 'til dawn / do you remember / all the things we said? / like, i love you so, i'll never let you go”

honourable mentions: hide and seek by imogen heap, milky way by boa

011. is there a song your parent / sibling / friend / etc. introduced you to that you love?

back to life, zayn — “what if we never met / what if i never saw her / ‘cause i've been burning up for so long / in a world that just keeps getting colder”

012. a song you didn’t expect to like.

lucky one, exo indigo — “at the raging moment / and you stop in my world / you are my only one / the moment i discover you / you shine more radiantly / i’ll be the lucky one”

013. what song would be your ‘intro’ music?

shooting star, xg — “uh, everything i do, i do it a1, flawless / make 'em go insane, pandemonium riot / always looking fresh / got that green in my diet / head to my toe / shinin' like canary diamonds ”

014. what song best represents your outward look — or your attitude towards life?

the state of dreaming, marina — “if only you knew my dear / how i live my life in fear / if only you knew my dear / how i know my time is near”

015. the song with your favorite lyrics.

i, taeyeon fleur ft. verbal jint — “but strong girl, you know you were born to fly / tears you’ve cried, / all of the pain you’ve felt / for the day you’ll fly even higher, / it’s to prepare you”

honourable mention: been though by exo indigo

#infinite:task #what a mess™..................#i added all the songs mentioned here so .... its kinda longer than it should be o well #enjoy this disaster xoxo #` ♡ ⸻ 𝐇𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 : REPLAYS .#` ♡ ⸻ 𝐇𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 : TASKS .

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disdaidal · 2 years ago

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Mungrove headcanon for ya: Eddie straight up serenades Billy because he knows Billy is a sappy motherfucker and he loves seeing Billy lose his shit over it every time.

Okay but I totally love this one!

It's one of those days when Billy's really angry and upset because things aren't going his way, and he's just collapsed on Eddie's bed, giving his pillow a few good punches before resting his angry little head on it.

Eddie's tried talking to him but Billy isn't budging. Only muttering short answers like 'it's nothing', 'm fine', 'just shut up'. And Eddie's frustrated and not having it this time because this might be his boyfriend, but he's sulking on Eddie's bed, listening to Eddie's records and not talking to his-boyfriend-Eddie.

Standing helpless at the doorway, out of options, and wanting to get a reaction from Billy somehow, Eddie suddenly bursts into a song.

Loudly.

Totally out of tune.

But he's singing to Billy.

He grabs his guitar from the wall, then sits down on the bed beside Billy, starting to play a melody that's been stuck in his head for the past two weeks.

"Billy, oh Billy, why so dreary~" Making up the lyrics as he goes. "I'd walk miles to see you smile again~"

Billy groans and throws the pillow over his head, trying to muffle it.

"My baby's so angry, so sad, don't know why~" Eddie's voice grows louder and he's now strumming his guitar like he really means it. "All I wanna see is his pretty face, but he's hiding under my pillow~"

Billy rewards Eddie with a little kick on his side. It only spurs Eddie on. "But my baby's got attitude~! Oh, he's got attitude! A spicy little thing, oh, so spicy, oh Billy~"

"Shut the fuck up," Billy mutters under the pillow. Eddie actually grins at that, pretending doesn't hear it. He leans a little closer to Billy, intently looking at his boy while he keeps on singing and playing his guitar. "But he's my baby, pretty little baby, wanna make him happy, but he's gotta tell me what's wrong, so I can give him the world, give him all he wants, all he needs, but he's gotta tell me~"

At that, Billy finally shakes. And shudders.

It makes Eddie stop strumming and singing. A look of concern quickly spreads across his face as he hesitantly puts his hand on the small of Billy's back.

Billy's crying. For the first time during their relationship, Eddie's actually seeing him cry.

He used to make Billy smile with his music. With his silly serenades. Eddie used to cheer him up with his music - no matter how many times Billy had told him to shove it.

Eddie slowly learned which buttons to push to make Billy smile, even laugh out loud.

"What's wrong, baby? Was my song really that bad? Did that make you cry?"

Still trying to cheer Billy up, though with caution now. Eddie doesn't want to hurt Billy, nor does he wants Billy hurting him back.

"Shut up," Billy soon retorts, and consequently, Eddie's heart sinks a little. He can take a lot; he's grown used to being insulted and pushed around and away. Also knowing that Billy can be a handful at times.

But before Eddie can respond, Billy's grabbing his arm and pulls him closer. Eddie nearly dropping the guitar on his lap and gives a little yelp a little as he lands down on the mattress next to Billy.

Billy's fingers swiftly find Eddie's chin, and their lips meet in a messy kiss. It tastes like cigarettes and mint bubblegum and salty with Billy's tears. Eddie moans into it just a little bit and instantly feels guilty because his boyfriend is obviously not okay right now.

When Billy finally pulls away from Eddie, he rests his head on his shoulder and nuzzles his face against Eddie's neck. Then rests his hand on Eddie's chest, clutching at his shirt softly.

Eddie responds by placing his hand on Billy's hip, feeling quite affectionate and lovesick at the moment, but also confused as hell. He wants to know what's going and he's not going to let Billy to fall into another depressive, no-talking mood of his.

So he turns his head and stares at Billy.

"Wanna tell me what's going on?"

Billy sniffles and stubbornly ignores Eddie's question again.

"Billy, please talk to me. Don't go quiet on me, baby."

It takes a minute or two for Billy to finally open up. His voice hoarse and yet so soft at the same time. "It's my fucking dad, alright? I went to see Max like I told ya I would. So my dad threw a fit over something stupid, called me names and a bunch of other stuff and just... fucking--"

"Shh," Eddie hushes him, feeling protective, and gently pulls the blond closer to him. "It's okay, Billy."

"It's not fucking okay."

"Okay, it's not totally okay. Your dad's a douche. You and Max deserve better. You're right to be angry," Eddie confirms and wipes his thumb along Billy's wet cheek. "But I really mean it, Billy. I'm here for you. Wayne's here for you. You're always welcome, both of you. You and Max." He kisses Billy's forehead, to emphasize his words. "I really, really love you, Billy."

It takes another few minutes for Billy to soak that all in. To truly appreciate Eddie's words - the devotion and kindness behind them. Something he's not used to and something he tried to deny for so long, to fight back. But he wants to believe it and he wants to accept it. Little by little.

It feels like a long few minutes, and Eddie's already closed his eyes. Lulled by the closeness of Billy, his sweet and masculine scent; the warmth of their bodies pressed together.

"I liked it, by the way."

Eddie slowly opens his eyes and drowsily turns to look at Billy. "Huh?

"Your stupid song. I liked it."

A lazy grin then spreads across Eddie's features. "Oh yeah?" His arm snakes around Billy's upper body, pulling the other man even closer. Billy throws a leg around Eddie's hip, then grinds himself slowly against the other man. "I mean it sounded absolutely horrendous and totally out of key but I still kind of liked it. If you worked on it a little more, it might even turn me on."

"Damn." Eddie slides his hand from Billy's back on his ass, giving it a small appreciative squeeze. God, he really loves that ass. And this angry little asshole wrapped in his arms. "Coming from you, that's like a love confession."

"Suck my dick, Munson."

"If you'll let me."

"Oh, I will," Billy shoves Eddie off then straddles him while pinning his wrists down on the mattress. "But first, I wanna hear you scream."

"More love songs?" Eddie grins.

Billy smirks back and then leans down for another kiss.

"Maybe later."

#replies #namorian #mungrove #eddie x billy #mungrove headcanons #my writing #ficlet #a little bit sappy a little bit spicy hehe

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ayeshathestyles · 3 years ago

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Think Of Me and I’ll Be There

Prompt - “Whenever you are upset, just think about me naked.”

Warnings - Fluff, mentions of being naked, Harry being a cheeky boy, Y/N being a total idiot

Author’s Note - I couldn’t think of another apt title so the name of this blurb is a Westlife lyric. It fits well, doesn’t it?

“Cherry, tell me why you are upset. I can’t help you if you don’t, bubby.” Harry said with a pout on his face as he sat down next to her on her bed.

The room’s ambience was quite different from the ambience outside, Harry noticed. The room was quite warm and snuggly unlike the numbing weather outside. The room though small, was quite homely. The bed, though springy was soft and the cyan coloured bed sheets went quite well with the pastel colour theme of the room. A wooden desk was kept close to the bed, facing the casement, on which cluttered books and a pair of Y/N’s reading glasses were kept.

“Harry, it’s nothing. Just leave me alone, I’ll be fine.” Y/N said in a melancholy tone.

“No, it’s not nothing if it is making you this upset. Please Angel, tell me.” Harry pleaded.

Harry was head over heels in love with her, he was so fucking in love with her that it physically ached, and his heart twinged just a bit more when she was sat right in front of him with a frown on her beautiful features looking like she is about to cry. Harry swears that if a single tear falls down her eye he’ll start sobbing.

“No, I don’t want to tell you.” She said adamantly. Harry sighed but didn’t say anything else as he was aware that it was best to not push her too much otherwise she may get even more upset or agitated. She would open up to him eventually, he thought.

She instantly regretted being so harsh with him, she knew he just wanted to help her.

“Please…. I am sorry, H” She said giving him a guilty look. His heart broke a little more at the sight in front of him, he didn’t want her to feel bad, he understood that she didn’t want to talk about it now. He immediately embraced her into a warm, comforting hug, a Harry Styles’ speciality you may call it.

“No, my Cherry, don’t feel guilty. If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t need to, it’s okay, lovey.” Y/N snuggled deeper into his arms as she hummed at his sweet words and pressed her head on his chest.

Harry loved moments like this, moments where he felt like he wasn’t just her best friend, moments that gave him hope that his could be something beyond friendship. Every time his heart felt a little hopeful, his brain again reminded him of his place in Y/N’s life. He was her closest friend, that’s it. Nothing more. And he had learnt to be content with what he had or it might lead him to lose her forever and he adored her too much to let that happen.

After a while of hugging, Harry let go of her from his arms when he thought that she was now feeling better. She surely looked better, he thought.

“Feeling better?” He asked sweetly.

“Yes, all thanks to you, H-ie.” She said, giving a boost to his ego.

“What will you ever do without me, Y/N Y/L/N?” He said in a faux superior tone while giving her a cocky smirk.

“I don’t know, Harry! I wonder what I’d do on day like this when I am upset and you aren’t there to console me?” She said, only half joking. She really didn’t know what she would do without Harry, he was her support system, her bestest friend. She couldn’t imagine surviving without him.

“You know, love, whenever you are upset, just imagine me naked.” He said cheekily.

Y/N burst out into laughter, making Harry’s cheeks turn into the cutest shade of pink. He wondered how she didn’t know he loved her till now, she just had so much control over him.

“Oh my God, H, you’re crazy.”

“What, it works! All the girls of our college do it!” He said feigning offence.

“Yeah right!” She said while still guffawing.

Harry just smiled at how ravishing she looked when she smiled freely, without the fear that she’ll not look good or her teeth would look too big. He just wanted to tell her how stunning she is and absolutely gorgeous her smile is.

Her laugh soon died out, but his gaze remained fixated on her. She looked back at his green orbs, smiling ever so slightly.

After a moment of silence, Harry asked her something she couldn’t say no to.

“Wanna have some pizza?” He enquired, very well knowing the answer.

“Yes!” She said excitedly. “With pineapples on them!”

“Eww…psychopathic!” He said while pretending to gag.

“You know what, Harry, you don’t deserve a blessing like pineapple on pizza. Let us order your plain, stupid pepperoni pizza.”

“Thank God!” He said making her scoff jokingly.

Despite the fact that he hated pineapple on pizza, if his Y/N asked him to eat it, he’d have it without questioning it. He could move mountains for her. He could do anything for his love.

He wishes he was more than a friend, he wishes she loved him back. But he knew she didn’t, and he didn’t blame her for it. She was too perfect, too good for him, she deserved someone better. There is no way she loved him, he brooded.

Well, what can I say, apart from little did Harry know.

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Hey loves,

How are you all doing? I am quite unsure about this chapter, I cooked it up all in one day unlike all my other works which take weeks to write out and edit. I had come across this prompt a long time back and decided this would be fun to do, it’s really really shitty I know. I am working on a New Year’s blurb. I had finished one, but I couldn’t share it here so I am working on something else. If you don’t totally hate it then please reblog, like and share feedback if you can!

Lots of love

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ivy-loves-chocolate · 3 years ago

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RE cast reacting to Cupcakke:

Albert Wesker:

He won’t understand why a woman would sing in such an obscene way about her private parts and her kinks. He will lose all respect he had for you that day and if you meant something, even little, for him until that moment, then you’ll become nothing but a mere mortal.

Chris Redfield:

He will smirk and will try to contain his laughter. He’ll burst into tears when you’ll play “Squidward nose”. He’s very open to everything but doesn’t cross the line. It's not his favorite music genre either. He sees them as a joke rather than something you listen to. Play some Queen to make it up for him.

Piers Nivans:

Ashamed to admit, but Cupcakke is on his gym playlist, so he’s familiar. Chris doesn’t know about this because he’s afraid that he might lose his respect. You two will silently listen to her whenever you’re together, preferably on the same phone because you share the same Spotify account.

Leon Kennedy:

Too tired to care. He’ll listen to whatever you’ll play. Just don’t blast it in his ears because he wants to hear his thoughts and rest in silence. If you cross the line he won’t argue with you. He’ll just give you a cheesy line of his and leave you alone. That line will burn tho.

Jack Krauser:

He usually keeps his thoughts to himself. When he’ll hear what you listen to he’ll remain silent because he doesn’t want to judge your taste. Secretly, he hates her songs and will tell you to stop the music if you cross the line.

Ada Wong:

She’s cool about it. She thinks they’re silly but she won’t ask you to play them again tho. One time is enough. Same as Leon, she wants to be alone with her thoughts without any distractions, because she has to focus on her next plan.

Claire Redfield:

It all started when you showed her some edits with her songs, then she became obsessed. She’ll listen to her on repeat, but only when she’s alone or with you.

Jill Valentine:

Same as Chris, she will laugh but don’t cross the line. One time is enough to catch her attention and put her in a good mood. If she feels silly, she’ll come to you with her playlist and be ready to sing.

Barry Burton:

Too old for this shit. Leave the man alone she’s been through so many outbreaks. Make him listen to these songs and he’ll completely lose all the faith in humanity.

Jake Muller:

He blasts her songs everywhere he goes. The moment you play her songs you will become best buddies. He doesn’t give a shit about who is near you either. As long as Cupcakke makes him feel good, he won’t be bothered by others opinions.

Nikolai Zinoviev:

He’ll laugh, but not because of the lyrics but because you think this is obscene. He listened to hardcore songs back in Russia and now he’s eager to show them to you. You thought you heard them all until he starts to translate. You realized you lived in vain.

Ethan Winters:

Out of respect, he’ll smile and nod his head, but he hates them. He hates them so much but he doesn’t have the heart to tell you because he sees how much you enjoy them. He’ll also try to avoid these situations by changing the song or stopping you before hitting the play button.

Heisenberg:

Crying and laughing. Tears will roll down his cheeks and his face will turn red from all the laughter. Her songs will become his favorite, and he’ll blast them in his factory whenever he’s working. All of his soldati will be born while “CPR” is playing.

Lady Dimitrescu:

You bought her albums and give them to her as a joke, but it almost turned into a murder scene. No, absolutely no. She’ll slice you. You better run. I hope you know a good hiding spot until she calms down.

Daniela:

She’s a hopeless romantic and I think she has the same music taste as her momma. She’ll be disgusted when she’ll find out your music taste, and also she’ll lose all the respect for you.

Cassandra:

She loves them instantly, but afraid of her sisters’ and mother’s judging gaze, you two will play them in private, preferably in the dungeon. If those poor souls are dying, at least they can die while listening to some good music.

Bela:

She’ll call you immature and would walk away. She gets tired to lecture her sisters and you all the time, and won’t have the energy for this one. However, you’ll see her nod her head while walking away.

#resident evil #albert wesker #chris redfield #jill valentine #leon s kennedy #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #claire redfield #jake muller #piers nivans #barry burton #ada wong #jack krauser #karl heisenberg #nikolai zinoviev #ethan winters

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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years ago

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"first concert"

summary:

— It was your first time attending your favorite band's concert. Although, you were not expecting to be pulled on stage by the vocalist and your ultimate crush, Carlos Madrigal.

genre:

— fluff & modern au

notes:

— female reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me.

warning/s:

— mild cussing

a/n:

— brooo i saw this video on tiktok and instantly imagined rockstar! carlos madrigal atebfirghtigihdf i HAD to write a fic about it

Abruptly, as the sun's rays poured out of your window, you jolted up on your bed. You were ten minutes early to your alarm, but you didn't care enough to lay your head back and fall asleep. In fact, you were too energized to shut your eyes at all. Your system was excited when you raced down the stairs to get breakfast.

Today was the day you'd been waiting for months. All your saved and hard-earned money was proved worth it as you bought the ticket to one of your favorite band's gigs that was near your area. The amount of sheer joy you felt cannot be described at all. Your closest friends were just as ecstatic as you are when they also bought tickets to the gig. After the amount of preparation prior to this day, it was finally going to happen.

It was your first time attending any gig, you were fortunate enough that it was your favorite band you'll be attending first. Of course, there was worry in your nerves but it was dominated by your eagerness to see the band live in front of your eyes.

Immediately, you hopped into the shower and spent an hour getting into your best clothes, you wanted to look good for the occasion. Eventually, you gathered all your things after squealing about going to your favorite band's gig for the first time on social media.

Sooner, you went to the agreed meeting place with your friends, all of them were just as excited as you as all of you jumped all over the place. As you and your friends traveled into the venue, you were greeted by hundreds of people. The sight almost overwhelmed you but your friends reassured you that you were going to have a good time.

Before you knew it, you're within the crowd and in front of an empty stage with instruments ready. The adrenaline pumping in your blood was so much that it was making you incredibly giddy. You stuck around with your friends as you squished through the crowd, making your way closer to the stage by the railing. You blinked several times, holy shit you couldn't believe that you were actually here. It feels as though you're going to collapse from utter happiness.

There was a long moment before the band arrived on stage, honestly, you can wait for an eternity if given the chance. But the moment the audience began cheering, you turned your head to see your favorite band grabbing their instruments on stage. Your eyes were so wide that they could pop out of the sockets and you screamed so hard that you felt like your voice was going to break. Tears were forming in your eyes but you pushed them back, you didn't want to be too emotional to miss the moment.

Your surroundings go inaudible the exact second you saw the vocalist walk in. There he was, in his entire glory and perfect curly auburn hair. Your insides melted and your tummy felt like it was folding itself as you watched him adjust the mic stand. When he grins into the mic and acknowledges the sea of people in front of him, you slapped your hand into your mouth and jumped up and down with your friends.

"Shit, well would you look at that, glad you all could make it"

He speaks and your heart simply bursts out of the ribcage. God, he looks so fucking good with his black jeans and button-up shirt. The way he holds his electric guitar made you wish that was you instead. Good lord, you were down bad for the vocalist/guitarist, Carlos Madrigal.

"You all better scream the lyrics out! ¡Uno, dos, trés, cuatro!"

Carlos shouts and the music goes blaring into the speakers. It literally feels like your soul was leaving your body and coming back again. Carlos strums his guitar and sings his heart out during the opening. His voice was akin to an angel as it brought you the most euphoric sensations. You sang the lyrics along with every breath in your lungs, you threw your hands up in the air and danced like there was no tomorrow.

Halfway through the gig and you're wishing for the feeling to never end, you were wishing you could stay here until the end of time. You were sweating all over and surrounded by people, but you didn't care, you were too deep into the moment. After several songs, the band pauses for a moment to get ready for another song. Carlos puts away his guitar and detaches the mic from the stand, he runs a hand through his hair and grins at the crowd.

You gawked at him, it was bittersweet knowing he's this close and yet so far from you. Man, you hoped Carlos would look your way for just one second. Sure, it sounds impossible but let a girl dream. Oh, to have his eyes on you was enough to send you to heaven let alone his touch. To be in Carlos Madrigal's arms was every girl's dream. It was sad to think that it will only be a dream to be with your ultimate crush, but you keep praying for it every day.

It seems like your prayers were miraculously answered when Carlos Madrigal does look your way. The way your heart dropped to the ground when he spots you in the crowd merely ended you. Others were screaming for his name and trying to get his attention but his eyes were set on you. Carlos smiles.

"The next song is kinda special to me and I want to share it with you guys"

The audience cheers but you were dead silent because Carlos was looking directly at you. Your friends were squealing and pushing you around, teasing and pointing out that he was going to pull you on stage.

"I was wondering if any of you are cool with sharing a dance with me"

Carlos chuckles when he hears people shouting his name to gain his attention. Unbeknownst to them, he has already made his choice. He points at the girl with [Hair Color] hair.

"How about you sweetheart? Are you up for a dance with me?"

Immediately, the air gets violently knocked out of your lungs as you choked on your words. You shakily point a finger at yourself, wanting to confirm if he was really referring to you. Carlos grins and nodded.

"Sí, yes you, querida"

Carlos confirms. Thank the heavens above that you didn't lose consciousness because holy fuck, it's happening. Your crush who happens to be a famous rockstar has finally noticed you. There was no way in hell you were going to let the opportunity slide out of your grasp, so, you shoot Carlos with a beaming smile and nodded.

"Alright, let's get it started then"

The crowd screamed for you as the guards standing from the other side of the railing helped you up on stage. You can hear your friends crying and you give them an enthusiastic wave. You took a deep breath and entered the stage, it felt like you were entering the gates of heaven itself. Your knees nearly gave up on you when Carlos locks his eyes on you. He pulls the mic away from his face and rested a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"Are you ready? Don't be afraid to pull away, okay?"

Goddamn, Carlos speaking directly at you felt so surreal. You nodded at him and the corner of his lips rises. He signals for the band to start. The melody was soft and heavenly, and the neon lights were replaced with white. Carlos carefully pulls you in his arms and you quickly clung to him, the smell of his cologne invaded your nose as you buried yourself under his touch. He holds you back with the mic in his one hand, he starts to sing and the audience follows along.

The beating of your heart was so rapid that you're worried you're going to have a heart attack, but Carlos manages to calm you down by holding you close and swaying side to side. To hear him sing so close to your ear made you feel so fulfilled that tears began to involuntary exit your eyes.

As he continues to sing and dance with you, Carlos finds himself getting into the moment. He really enjoys interacting with fans at concerts so it comes naturally to him, but somehow, this moment he shared with you made his heart race. The way you held on tightly to him made his mind imprint every moment.

The romantic scene lasts for the entire song. You can hear your friends among the crowd squealing for you. Carlos pulls away after the song, his eyes meet yours again. An urge blossoms in his chest as he pauses to admire you. Mierda, you looked prettier up with those glistening eyes and a wide smile. Carlos couldn't help it as he leaned close to give you a kiss on the lips.

People were screaming so hard when he kissed you. Your mind goes blank as the white lights started flashing, you don't dare waste a second and kissed him back. You were living the dream you had for a long time, and now that it was happening, you couldn't be happier.

Carlos pulls back to look at you, his heart swoons and he never expected it to happen. You look at him with full-blown pupils.

"Thank you"

"I should be saying that"

He replied and you laughed. Eventually, you leave the stage and the show continues. However, Carlos keeps glancing your way during every song until the end.

"Oh my fucking god [Name]! You were literally living the Y/N moment!"

"Girl, I didn't know there's Wattpad in real life"

"If I was in your shoes I would've fucking fainted"

Your friends surrounded you with eager chatter. A stupid smile was plastered on your lips as you repeated the kiss in your head, dang, are you going insane? Maybe you already are because you've been giggling nonstop and your cheeks are starting to hurt because of your unfaltering smile.

You knew it was only a kiss and it shouldn't mean so much. After all, you're just a fan, it's not like you're hoping Carlos would see you more than that. Actually, you're lying. You're longing that Carlos sees you as more than just a fan. It was fine if that moment was only a moment or memory to look back on one day. Dancing and getting kissed by Carlos Madrigal was enough of a blessing to you.

It appears as though heaven was on your side when your eyes spotted a tall guy with a red hoodie approaching you. From afar, you noticed the curly auburn hair poking out of his hoodie.

No fucking way, is Carlos Madrigal approaching me?

You wanted to think it wasn't true because it was too good. As he went closer, butterflies fluttered in your stomach. It was truly Carlos Madrigal.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Sure"

Your friends shared a gasp and silently lost their shit behind your back. Carlos takes you a few feet away, he looked nervous when he lets out a huge breath.

"About that kiss..."

"Oh! It's fine! I was definitely not thinking that it meant something. I get it if it's just a stunt"

"¿Que? Oh, it's not that. Honestly, it wasn't a stunt and I just think you're pretty"

Carlos admits and watches the blush creep into your cheeks, it was adorable. He didn't want to overwhelm you but he didn't want to lose the chance to get to know you after what happened at the gig. He smiles.

"I kinda want to know you more so if you don't mind, can I have your number?"

"Oh my god, fuck yes!"

You grinned and exchanged phone numbers with him. It was unbelievable that you're given a shot with Carlos Madrigal, lord knows you're not gonna waste it. Before he walks away, you grab his arm and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll text you when I get back home"

"Looking forward to it, amor"

Carlos smirks and flashes you a wink before leaving. You return to your friends with the happiest smile on your face and your favorite rockstar's phone number saved on your contacts.

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itsallyscorner · 4 years ago

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request:

maybe like a part 2 where the reader was a singer!

but maybe like everyone in the marvel cast goes to the sweetener world tour to suprised them n congratulate them?

Thank you for the request, hun! I appreciate you for reading my other stuff and suggesting a part 2! Now that I think about it, I might make the whole singer thing into its own series of imagines and headcanons! Just a thought🥰 Happy reading!❤️

A/n: I’ve never been to an Ari concert, so I don’t know the set list, but enjoy my loves❤️

💌.

Sweetener

(She’s so pretty ugh)

You looked at yourself in the mirror. You leaned forward making sure your makeup was all good and to check if your lipstick has smeared onto your face.

“Everything good, hun?” Your makeup artist, Perrie, chirped from behind you. You took a step back, getting one more look.

“Yes Ma’am.” You turned to her and she was holding up the familiar bottle of setting spray.

“One more spray for good measure.” She motioned for you to close your eyes and you did. You breathed in through your nose as you felt the vibrations of the arena. The mix of the music playing out on stage mixed with the cheering of your fans added to your adrenaline.

The tour was finally at Inglewood, California, the last stop of the Sweetener World Tour. You had been traveling around the world for the past 10 months, performing every night in a different country or state. As tiring as it sounded, you absolutely loved the experience. Not only were you traveling and seeing new places, you were meeting your fans from different countries and doing what you loved. After 101 shows and 3 tour legs, it was finally coming to an end. The ending of tour was always bittersweet. You’ve been traveling with multiple people and crew who have grown to be another family. You were going to miss them so much but it was time for you to go back home to your real family. Not only have you missed your parents and siblings, but you also needed the rest. 10 months of nonstop traveling definitely took a toll on you. But nonetheless, it was all worth it.

“All done!” You opened your eyes to see Perrie smiling at you.

“Thank you so much!” You pulled her into a hug as your eyes began to water. You groaned playfully and tilted your head back.

“I’m gonna miss you doing my makeup everyday. Ugh, I haven’t even gone out on stage yet and I’m crying already.” You laughed through tears as Perrie began to protest.

“(Y/n), I swear if you mess up your makeup, you’re never going to hear the end of it. Cry later!” She laughed as she tried to get you to stop the tears from falling.

She gripped onto your arms and yelled, “NO TEARS LEFT TO CRY REMEMBER?” You bursted out laughing at her reference. You waved your hands at your eyes and when they finally felt normal, you looked straight.

“Okok, I think I’m good.” You released a breath as you smiled sweetly at her, “I love you!” You giggled pulling her into another hug.

“I love you too, darling. Have fun out there, you’re going to do amazing like always.” She squeezed you tight before letting you go. Victoria, one of your dancers and friend, peaked her head into the room.

“You ready? They’re waiting for you in the circle.” She informed you holding a hand out. The circle was like a pre-show ritual you had backstage with all the dancers and crew. You took her hand as you all walked out the makeup room. Your heels clicked against the floors, echoing in the hallway. The closer you got to the stage the louder the fans got and the stronger the vibrations got.

The circle was already gathered with all the dancers and crew. When Scott, another one of your dancers and friend, noticed you he began to cheer. Everyone followed along as you entered the circle. You were tucked in between Scott and Brian, who were twins. The two have been your dancers since the beginning and still are how many years later. You were truly grateful for them and everyone who was included in your Sweetener family.

“Damn. Last show ya’ll!” You began causing them to all cheer. You waited till they quieted down, shyly laughing, before continuing.

“Um, I don’t wanna get all emotional and shit right before going on stage. I’m gonna look like a mess out there with my mascara running down my face. Perrie I’m sorry!” You laughed. “I just wanna say, thank you to every single one of y’all. You guys have been the most fucking amazing people to work with. You guys have been working day and night to make the show as spectacular as it is and I love you all so much. You guys are my family and I can’t wait to write another album so I can tour with y’all again. I just want to hug every single one of you, you guys mean so much to me. Like literally, from the bottom of my heart I love all of you so much. I know I’ve said that like multiple times, but I really mean it. Y’all are gonna get a fatass check after this.” You finished making everyone laughing again. By now a few tears have made its way down your face. You even saw a few people’s eyes well up.

You laughed as you heard a chorus of “I love yous” as everyone squeezed in for a group hug.

“Alright! That’s enough crying, let’s get this show on the road!” You cheered to help everyone from crying. Everyone moved out the circle and got into places.

Before you can get in place, Perrie pulled you aside to fix up your makeup. Your stylists began smoothing out your skirt and making sure your knee high boots were securely on. Next was to get your earpiece on while one of the stage hands gave you your mic. From backstage you could hear the intro to the concert playing causing the fans to scream louder.

You got into place as you got the signal to start singing. You sang the opening lyrics of Raindrops (An Angel Cried) and began to smile as your fans sang along.

The platform began to move up when you finished and the beat of God Is A Woman began to play. You were now on the stage, the sea of white lights looking back at you. The adrenaline was still running through your veins. You performed the song, acing every move of the dance you’ve learned 10 months ago.

When the last note of God Is A Woman played, all the lights turned off except for the red lights on the stage.

“INGLEWOOD!” You yelled into your mic, your fans cheering even louder than before. You shared an excited smile with Brian.

“Welcome to the Sweetener World Tour!” And with that the opening notes of Bad Idea began to play, the show finally kicking off.

You were in the middle of singing R.E.M which was part of Act 2 of the concert. You moved towards the pit to see familiar faces beaming up at you.

“Boy, you’re such a drea— oh my god!” You squealed as you saw the pit full of your Marvel cast mates. You saw all the Chris’, both of the Tom’s, Robert, Scarlett, Elizabeth, almost everyone you’ve worked with in Marvel was there. You got down to your knees to touch their outstretched hands.

The fans screamed as the camera from stage panned down to the pit where all the actors were. You took the mic away from your mouth and leaned down to them.

“What are you guys doing here?” You asked them through the loud arena.

Scarlett, Brie, and Lizzie were the nearest to the stage.

“We’re here to surprise you! It’s your last show and we wanted to be here for it!” Scarlett yelled over the track that was playing.

“We’ll catch up later, keep going!” Lizzie urged you to continue the concert with a toothy grin.

You held onto Brie’s hand as you sang to them, “Inglewood let me hear ya’ll! Excuse me um...”

“I LOVE YOU!” The fans sang back to you, including your cast mates. You dusted your knees off and continued to walk around the ramp. Before you could leave, you sent an excited wave to Brie and the rest of them.

~After the show~

You hopped off the platform that brought you down from the stage and were greeted by a bunch of congratulations and cheering. You and your dancers shared another group hug.

“(Y/N)!” You heard a familiar voice yell. You follow the voice and see Anthony waving at you with his infamous grin. He was accompanied by the rest of the cast behind him. You run towards them and jump into Anthony’s outstretched arms.

“I’m so sorry, I’m sweaty, but I’m so happy to see all of you!” You wrapped your arms around Anthony’s neck as he spun the two of you around. He let you go and you were suddenly being pulled into hugs by everyone.

When you got to Robert, a proud smile was on his face as he cradled your face, “Sweetheart, that was amazing. You’ve outdone yourself.” He pressed a fatherly kiss to your forehead and pulled you into a hug.

“Thank you.” You laughed, your eyes welling up with tears once again. Next was Chris (E) who playfully shoved Robert.

“Stop it, you’re hogging her! Let me hug (y/n)!” He childishly whined. He gasped when he saw your eyes watering.

“And you made her cry! C’mere.” His arms enveloped around you as he hugged you tightly.

In your ear his whispered, “You absolutely killed it.”

You thank him and move on to Scarlett who already had her arms out for you, “Surprise!”

“This was your idea?” You asked her as she hugged you. A cheeky grin quirked on her lips.

“Maybe” she teased dragging the ‘e’. You hugged her again as she laughed into your shoulder.

“Thank you, Scar. This means so much.”

“It’s not a problem, honey. We just wanted to see you together while you did your thing up on stage.”

You were now full on crying through a smile as your Marvel family showed you mass amounts of love. You stumbled into Tom (Holland) who instantly grabbed you into a bear hug. Tom’s actually seen your show in London with his friends and brothers, so this was his second time seeing you perform.

“You know what’s so crazy?” He asked you leaning down to your ear so you can hear him.

“What?”

“It’s literally just as great as it was in London. Like everything looks the same, you sound exactly the same, everything! The show was fantastic!” He looked at you with wide eyes with so much amazement on his face.

You laughed at him and patted his shoulder, “Thank you, Tom.”

Suddenly there was a commotion a few feet away from you. You saw Robert standing on one of the cases your crew used to store equipment in.

“ATTENTION EVERYONE!” When everyone backstage was looking at him Robert sent them a sweet smile and was handed a megaphone.

“Alright, so I gotta say, (y/n), you definitely know how to throw a show. Everyone who was part of this tour, your hard work pays off because that show was the most fun I’ve had in a while! (Y/n), you keep surprising us everyday with your talent and I hope you get to do more of what you love in the future. As my way of thanking you all for throwing such an amazing night, I want to take out every single one of you for dinner! I just rented out a whole restaurant just for all of us and I hope to see all of you there!” Robert said into the megaphone. A round of cheers and claps were heard from everyone at the announcement. As everyone began to file out, you were being called to get out of your costume.

Before you can turn to leave you hugged Robert and looked at all your cast mates who showed up for the night.

“Thank you guys for being here, it really means a lot.” You sniffled, wiping a tear from your face.

“And you, I can’t believe you rented out a restaurant for my crew, thank you Robert.” The older man just waves you off as he slung his arm around your shoulder.

“Not a problem, sweetheart. We wanted to be here and we are all so proud of you, you’ve come a long way, (y/n).” He gave your shoulders a squeeze.

“Now run along now, you still need to get changed and I’m starving. Go.” He teasingly turned you towards your stylists. You rolled your eyes as you waved at all of them.

“We’ll see you at the restaurant!” You heard Brie yell after you. You quickly turn back, “OK, I LOVE YOU!”

The further you got you heard Evans scream, “I LOVE YOU TOO!” You turned down the hall, your laugh echoing against its walls.

That was definitely one way to end a tour.

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