#makes me just wanna jump in a car and just drive and sing my heart out

[miumura]

Brought the heat back changed me as a person.

[cafedanslanuit]

♡   —   pairing: bachira x reader

♡   —   tags/warnings: gn reader + no pronouns, lots of heavy teasing and joking, suggestive themes, pro football player bachira, isagi chigiri and kuni are there too, established relationship, comedy, fluff, feel-good fic

♡   —   words: 1k

♡   —   a/n: hello tumblr i'm baaaaasck!!! and with a story of meguru my beloved of course. i'm happy to come back with a feel-good fic. i love soft readers with bachira but i need him with a freak!!! someone needs to match his freak and this reader is about to do just that hehe. mwah mwah kisses for u all

♡   —  masterlist

"If you had to pick someone for me to fuck, who would you choose?"

You hum, already used to Bachira's random questions. Tapping your fingers on the wheel, you enter the highway as you give yourself a moment to consider your answer under his expecting gaze.

"You know, that's actually a good question," you admit with a chuckle.

"It is, right?" he grins, taking a sip of his drink, a refresher he got at the coffee drive-through he asked you to stop by as soon as you picked him up from the airport. "I was wondering about it on the plane."

"Of course you were," you tease.

"Hey! It was a long flight. I had already watched a movie and the guys were asleep," he justified himself.

"Ah, gimme." At your request, Bachira holds his drink up, the straw next to your mouth so you can sip on it. "Thank you, baby."

Bachira presses a kiss on your cheek. "So?" he insists.

"Okay, okay, before I answer I must know this,” you say, loving how he shifts on the passenger seat, eagerly awaiting for your question. “Do I get to watch?"

"Of course,” he shrugs. “ Would be rude not to let you.”

"True, true," you hum. "So, I would go with…"

A pause, for the sake of dramatic effect.

"Kaiser."

"Kaiser!?" he almost shouts, almost dropping his drink. "That's so weird, baby."

"I know," you laugh. "That's why I wanna see it happen, it would be so damn weird. I mean, either him or Reo. Both of them are very pretty."

"True, true," he sings, putting his now empty drink on your car’s cup holder and then bending his arms behind his head.

"And you?” you continue. “Who would you want me to fuck?"

Bachira’s eyes flicker with mischief at your question, shooting you a teasing grin before you look back to the road again.

"I think you'd go for Chigirin. And just because of that, I'm not gonna choose him," he says, sticking his tongue out to you.

You cackle out loud and Bachira can't help but look at you warmly. "Damn, okay― fair, I guess. If not him, then who?"

"Isagi. Definitely,” he answered in a heartbeat.

"I think that's more for you than it is for me," you tease, sparing him a playful glance, to which he laughs like a little kid, making your heart jump. "It's okay, baby,” you egg him on. “I'd make sure to put on a good show for you. Maybe even―"

"Can you guys stop being fucking weird for one second?"

Bachira turned to the backseat while you chuckled to yourself, your eyes on the road. Chigiri looked back at his teammate with an irritated gaze in between a flustered Isagi and Kunigami, who was doing his best to stifle a laugh.

“Isagi is about to throw himself out of the window,” Chigiri continued, gesturing to his friend, who opted to look away with rose-tinted cheeks, a nervous chuckle leaving his lips.

“I just never got used to them being so blunt about it.”

“See? He’s doing fine! You’re so dramatic,” you sigh in a playful tone. Turning to your boyfriend, you continue. “I think Chigiri's mad you didn't choose him for me.”

“What?! I’m not―”

“Fiiiine, you can have Chigirin,” Bachira said in an over-the-top dejected voice.

“I should've just taken a cab.”

“I’m sorry, we’ll stop,” you laugh, sparing a glance at Chigiri.

"I forgot how hanging out with you guys it's like having a double dose of Bachira," he sighed. Bachira turned to him and stuck out his tongue.

You chuckled. "Well, I mean, it is my new last name. Gotta play the part, right?"

"You truly don't look like newlyweds."

Your eyes flicker to the rearview mirror and find Kunigami's gaze on you.

"Ooh, harsh!" you whistle. "Didn't expect it from you."

His eyes widened slightly. "I mean it in a good way!" he assured you. "You look like you've been married for ten years or something."

A grin formed on your face and you turned to look at Bachira, who already had his eyes set on you. You put your hand on his thigh and squeezed gently.

"I mean, that's the goal right?" you asked, feeling your cheeks warm up. Bachira blew you a kiss before you looked back at the road once more.

"Man, only ten years? I was hoping for more."

"Nope, only ten, I'm throwing you out after that."

"Fine, I guess I'll move on with Isagi."

The car filled with the sound of both your laughter, paired with a couple of pained groans.

Maybe they had a point. You were well aware your relationship with Bachira was quite unusual. From the numerous trips abroad he had to make, plus the time he dedicated to football and the constant exposure to the media the both of you were under, perhaps the only traditional thing between you was your marriage― and even so, it could be labelled as an understatement. You did rent a theme park to host your wedding reception, after all.

Nevertheless, even with the endless teasing and scrutinising eyes of others, there was something rather simple in the way he made you feel. From the first moment he smiled at you, the thought that you were going to fall in love with him never left your mind. It was only proven right as the months and years followed and you found your heart still fluttering at each of his laughs.

He had a way of being, of existing , that made each day seem a little brighter. Loving and being loved by him was a gift you never took for granted and, given the way his fingers tenderly caressed your face when he thought you were asleep, it seemed he felt exactly the same.

As you continued driving, you listened to Bachira and the boys continue their chat, this time about one of their last matches. Just as you were trying to decide which route would be best to drop each of them at their places, your husband took the hand that was still on his thigh and rose it to his mouth, leaving a small kiss on it. Grinning, you blew him a kiss, already excited about reaching home and spending some quality time with him.

You truly hoped that, in ten years time, you were still this excited for ten years more.

[angelbaby-fics]

Christmas Lights

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: Nat takes you and Wanda to look at Christmas Lights while your Daddies work on a surprise

A/N: In addition to requests I've also been working on whipping up some seasonal treats for you guys!! This was an idea I had while driving around my own neighborhood & fantasizing about my dream house with my dream caregivers 💕 Enjoy! 🎄🦌🎅🏻

Your breath fogged up the glass of the window, your chest heaving with anticipation as you scanned the driveway for any signs of Nat’s car. She was coming over tonight to drive you and Wanda all around the neighborhood to see the Christmas lights. This was one of your favorite parts of the season, it delighted your heart to see all the different displays people put up. Some houses were covered in traditional lights and garlands, some had big inflatable characters and even animatronics, and you’d heard a rumor from Peter last week that one house even had fake snow blowing around this year. Usually it was your daddies driving you around, Bucky would put in a CD of 40s Christmas hits and sing along while Steve chauffeured you around town, but when Nat offered to bring you along with her and Wanda, you were just too excited to turn it down. 

Just as Nat’s headlights turned into the driveway, Bucky scooped you up into his arms. “Woah, not so fast kiddo!” He laughed. He’d been watching you the whole time, waiting for the perfect moment to spring into action and swaddle you up in your winter coat. 

“Nooo don’t wanna wear it!!” You cried out, trying to wriggle your way out of his arms, but of course Bucky was much stronger. 

He pulled the coat over your head, muffling your protests in the fabric. Your little head popped out of the hole like a frowny jack-in-the-box, and he kissed your pout. As soon as you were free from his grasp, you sped off towards the front door that Steve had just opened, zooming out into the cold evening and straight to your best friend. You and Wanda hopped up and down with excitement while Steve stepped out to talk to Natasha. “Thanks for doing this Nat.” “Of course! The more the merrier. Hey Buck!” Nat waved at Bucky who returned the wave with a smile as he leaned nonchalantly in the front doorway.

“We should be all finished up in two hours, do you think you can keep them up for that long?” Steve asked, looking over at you and Wanda to make sure you couldn’t overhear his secret plan.

“You know those kids, they can keep each other up for hours. Just text me when you guys are ready.”

Steve smiled at Nat, then headed over to you. 

“Alright sugarplum, we’ll see you back here in a bit!” He said, picking you up to strap you into the backseat of Nat’s car, but you jumped out of the way at the last second.

“Wait daddy!” You shouted, sprinting back up the front steps of your home and into Bucky’s arms. “Bye Baba, I love you.” “I love you too, babydoll.” Bucky kissed you on the head once more and squeezed you tightly before letting you go. You trotted back over to Steve and now let him carry you to the carseat. Just as you had with Bucky, you hugged your daddy tightly before he sat you down into the seat, and he kissed you on the head like Bucky had as he strapped you in. 

“I love you, daddy.” “I love you too, angel. Be good for Auntie Nat, okay?” He asked, and you took your mission to heart. 

You smiled at Steve and Bucky who stood waving at you from the porch as Nat began to drive away, and felt a little pit in your stomach at the realization that they wouldn’t be joining you in your Christmas tradition this year. Just as soon as you’d begun to feel it though, Nat caught your attention from the front seat. “Alright you two, I have a surprise for you, but you have to behave!” She said as she stopped at a red light, using the moment to reach into the back seat and hand you and Wanda each a large candy cane. 

“Thank you mommy!” Wanda giggled, and you both rushed to unwrap your treats. 

“Mmm… thank you Auntie Nat!” You smiled as the sweet peppermint hit your tongue. 

The car wound through neighborhood after neighborhood, driving all over town from end to end. You and Wanda stayed nearly silent in the backseat, save for the occasional exclamation of wonder as your eye devoured the most delectable displays you could imagine. Brilliant lights in every color of the rainbow illuminated the homes, some even had creative projection shows and music blasting from home speakers. At these houses, Nat would turn down the Christmas radio station and roll down the windows so you could hear what the houses were playing. 

You were nearly beside yourself with excitement when you found the house Peter had been telling you about. Big machines hidden behind wooden cutouts of Christmas trees blasted fake glittery snow in swirls around the yard. Nat let you and Wanda out of the car to run around and try to catch it in your mittened hands for a few minutes, and you were actually glad that Bucky had made you wear your coat for once. After you and Wanda wore yourselves out, Nat strapped you back into your respective car seats before continuing the light tour.

You didn’t even know how long you’d been out, but it must have been a while since you’d heard Last Christmas play on the radio at least three times by now. You stifled a yawn, you didn’t want to seem ungrateful, but it was soon going to become evident to everybody that it was past your bedtime if you didn’t get home soon. Luckily, a ding from Nat’s phone echoed over the music, and your energy perked up as you realized you were starting to drive back into familiar territory. You were too small to really understand directions and streets, but the big trees and houses you strolled past with your daddies on your afternoon walks let you know you were almost home. You adjusted in your seat as you turned into what you thought was your driveway, but you realized you couldn’t see your house. At least, you couldn’t recognize it at first. You were blinded by bright glowing golden light. Blinking once, twice, you tried to focus before realizing the light was in fact your house after all. Nat put the car into park and shut off the radio, and you could hear the massive wreath on the front door chime with jingle bells as your daddies stepped out onto the now lavishly decorated porch to greet you. 

See, when Nat had offered to take you out that night, Steve and Bucky realized it was the perfect time to surprise you with some Christmas lights of your own. Usually, Bucky would put up a few garlands around the front door and lights along the roof, but you’d always fantasized about having the most amazing house on the block, and now you had it. Thousands of lights glittered down the pillars of the porch, a bright green wreath hung in every window, ribbons trailed along the rooftops, and a family of animatronic golden reindeer stood grazing in the yard. Every tree on the massive property was covered from trunk to tip with lights and ornaments, and giant figurines of your favorite characters dressed in their holiday best stood to greet you with smiles. Your daddies had turned your home into a winter wonderland. As Nat undid your seatbelt, you couldn’t get out of the car and into your daddies’ arms fast enough.

You were too stunned to speak, though you didn’t need to. Your gratitude was expressed in your bright eyes and ecstatic smile. You didn’t need to say thank you, your breathless laughter was enough as you threw yourself into Steve and Bucky’s warm and waiting arms. It was only mid-December, but you could feel this was already the best Christmas ever. 

[bordysbae]

going to stagecoach with trevor!! bunch of pda and fluff😪😪😪😪

“concert buddy”

trevor zegras x f!reader

“hi love,” trevor smiles, coming up behind you in the airbnb mirror.

“hi trev,” you blush, leaning your body closer against his chest. once you readjust part of your outfit, you turn around and look up at trevor. you both share a small smile, before you slightly pull down on his cowboy hat as you lean up to kiss him.

“ew guys get a room!” jamie scoffs, making cam york laugh.

“sorry you’re lonely, jimbo. you and cam can third wheel together,” you shrug before giving trevor a small peck on his lips. you then grab your phone from the table, and place the baby pink straw cowboy hat on your head.

“you guys ready to get going?” cam asks, and you all nod in response. you guys then hop into trevor’s bronco, that the four of you used to drive down to palm springs. the festival is already packed with people wearing cowboy hats and boots, making you let out a little laugh. you were never very big on country until you met trevor, but now you’re not really opposed to it since both jamie and trevor have conditioned you to it.

“okay guys cmon hurry up, i wanna see luke bryan!” you exclaim. everyone gets out of the car, and you all meet up with a few other friends before heading into the music festival. as you drag the group towards luke bryan’s set, trevor wraps an arm around you and pulls you closer into him.

“i’m happy you came with me, thank you for coming. i know you’re not that big on country.” he says, making you smile up at him.”you know, i don’t hate it anymore,” you bashfully say, making trevor gasp. he immediately turns around to face jamie, excited to tell him the news that him and his best friend have finally convinced you that country isn’t so bad.

“jimmy! we did it!” he cheers, taking his arm off of you and rushing over to pushy jamie around at the exciting news. jamie looks utterly confused as to why trevor is jumping around in joy, meanwhile you’re hysterically laughing.

“the hell is going on with you stop jumping all over me!” jamie laughs.

“we did it jimmy! y/n doesn’t hate country! she said she likes it!” he says, and jamie’s mouth drops.

“i knew the day would come! i think it’s partially because of me, you know, my amazing guitar skills convinced her,” jamie shrugs. you and trevor both exchange a glance, before bursting out laughing.

“yeah okay jamie, you keep telling yourself that,” you laugh, before claiming your spots in the dirt waiting for luke bryan’s set to begin. you and the group chat for majority of the waiting time, meanwhile you and trevor just can’t lay off from the pda.

his hands find their way all over your body, from placing a hand on your lower back, to even lower than that. you two are such a touchy couple sometimes, that you get wrapped up in each other constantly and forget that you were in a conversation. “uh hello, earth to trevor i asked you a question,” cam says, waving a hand in between you and trevor’s conversation. you blush with embarrassment, but let it go as you see no one giving it a second thought. everyone’s used to it by now. eventually the singer comes out, and you begin singing your heart out. luke bryan is one of your favorites, and he’s headlining stage coach so you know the show is bound to be good.

as the intro to ‘drunk on you’ begins playing, you immediately gasp and turn towards trevor, and the both of you begin singing the lyrics to each other. as the chorus begins, trevor points to you and you point to him, shouting the lyrics at each other with nothing but big grins across your faces.

“girl you make my speakers go boom boom, dancin' on the tailgate in the full moon, that kinda thing makes a man go mmm mmm, you're lookin' so good in what's left of those blue jeans”

as trevor sings the blue jeans lyric, he gestures to your bootcut jeans that are tightly hugging your legs, and you blush and hide your face in your hands. a bit later the set ends, and you all make your way towards another set. as you’re walking next to jamie, trevor comes up behind you and throws you over his shoulder. “trevor stop!” you laugh, and he just smiles.

“wanna go on my shoulders instead?” he asks you, and you hit his back as your form of saying yes. he places you down and squats, allowing you to get on top of his shoulders. the height difference between you both makes it a lot easier, and now you’re able to see a lot more than you were before. you all collectively decide to head to riley green’s set, and manage to get a spot not too far away from the stage seeing as you all got there a little bit early.

the chorus to ‘there was this girl’ starts, and trevor immediately begins singing the lyrics to you again, making you laugh. of course you sing back, but the lyrics to this song are bit more relatable from trevor’s perspective.

“there was this girl, drink in her hand. shootin' me a ‘let's get into trouble’ grin, i ain't never seen somethin' so fine. and I was doin' anything to make her mine. i was out of my mind, she was out of this world, there was this girl”

you and trevor relate heavily to this part of the song, seeing as you both met at a party late last year. of course jamie jokingly gives you both dirty looks, just because you both are singing the lyrics to every song while somehow finding a way to touch each other.

later on, you all eventually decide to call it a night after hours of being there. you end up falling asleep in the bronco on the way back to the airbnb, forcing trevor to carry you inside. you get settled down into bed and trevor goes to play some ping pong with the boys, before joining you in the bed as well. as you groggily cuddle into him, he presses a gentle kiss into your hair.

“goodnight y/n, i’m really happy you came with us to stagecoach. i love you, thanks for being my concert buddy” he chuckles, making you smile.

“i love you more, trev,” you mumble into his chest before falling back asleep.

[iguana-eyanna]

Dear Emily,

Pairing: Lewis Capaldi x reader

Summary: Lewis starts worrying if he'll ever be good enough for his girls

Warning: mentions of anxiety attack

A/n: song fic inspiration from Dear Emily by James Arthur

Dear Emily I really wanna write this carefully Now that we're a family It's only you, your mom and me

Dear Emily We're gonna live forever happily I'm gonna ask your mom to marry me But there's some things you need to know

+

"Lew, baby, you know you can go a bit faster?" You joke in the backseat of the car.

Just over 48 hours ago, your husband was going against the speed limit as you went into labor. Now, he was driving slower than a turtle as you had your daughter, Emilia, or her nickname "Emily", sleeping peacefully in her seat.

"You can't be too careful." Lewis whispered, trying not to wake Emily up as he took a turn.

You know he's nervous as the first ride home is scary, so you resumed silent as you looked down at your precious angel who already looks like her father with his light brown hair.

When you three arrived in the garage, Lewis jumps out of his seat and walks over to your side.

"Is everyone alright?" He asks.

"Yes, for the millionth time, everything is fine." You replied, placing your hand on his cheek. He helped you down the car as he took the car seat out with Emily inside. Soon, he opened the door to your house and you two walk in the living room

"Welcome home, Ems..." He whispers down to his daughter.

+

Your papa was a rolling stone Playing in a sold-out show, yeah Taking all the highs and the lows But living with an empty soul, yeah And if you ever read the things they wrote I hope that you can let them go I was living in a different world Before I had my little girl, yeah

Emily When I hear you cry, I'll sing you back to sleep Did you know you inspire all my melodies? You make me a better man than I'll ever be Ever be, ever be Because of you, Emily

+

After the past few nights, Emily was still trying to get used to sleeping alone. You told Lew it'll be fine as you placed her bassinet back in her room, but he hated hearing his little girl cry.

He could hear her again as he tried to get some sleep. He breathes out of his nose and got up, walking softly to her room as you were fast asleep.

"Hey Ems, how's my little girl doing?" He whispers as he opens up the door. He was just in his sweats and his hair was shaggy since he hasn't been to the barber in a while.

Emily was still fussing, and Lewis was using all of his will power not to cry.

"I'm sorry baby. I'm doing everything I can. Wish I was like your mom, caring and courageous. Truth be told, I was trash before I met her. I had a thing called a 'complex.' Thought I was invincible singing at stadiums to going to the bar the following night to celebrate. I should have slowed down a bit when things were getting serious with your mum, but everything changed when we found out about you. You're my saving grace, Emily."

Her wails slowly cease as she just sniffles, looking up at Lewis. He decides to hum a little until forming words to sing her a song he's been trying to write for some time. Her eyelids become heavy and soon drifted off to sleep. Lewis didn't have the heart to lay her down, so he sat in the cushioned chair and stared down at her as he smiled.

+

Dear Emily I saw you way before you came to me 'Cause I picked out your name and wrote it on paper I needed life and life came, and gave me Emily Will I be good enough for you? The truth is, I'm afraid of everyone and anything that could hurt you

Oh, Emily If you ever feel lonely, just sit next to me Since we brought you home with us, you're everything You make me a better man than I'll ever be Ever be, ever be Because of you, Emily

+

He thinks back to the past few months. It just felt like yesterday when he was writing down possible names on a notepad after the first sonogram.

Throughout your entire pregnancy, Lew has been so afraid. There were so many things that can go wrong, and so many people that can hurt your daughter's heart when she'll grow up.

One night, you caught Lew having an anxiety attack when his head started spiraling. You were able to calm him down, but he wasn't the same after that. He became more cautious, but also more loving. He never wanted his daughter to go through the struggles he went through.

There is no secret that Lewis worked hard for his career. He wrote like there was no tomorrow and wanted his dream to become a reality. After his most popular song got released, he was panicking. He'd thought he'd become a one hit wonder, but he gained more fans and recognition. He thought that his career would only be the very thing that keeps him going, but he was glad he was proven wrong when you entered his life.

+

Oh, you're all I'll ever need, baby

Happily, You're all I'll ever need,

When I'm looking at your tiny feet

I feel your heartbeat here inside of me

I feel a love that I just can't believe

+

"Lew?" You whisper. He groggily opens his eyes and sees you staring down at him in the dim light of the nursery.

"Let me lay her down." You said. He didn't want to push you away and say that he'll do it, but he just felt so tired. You carefully lifted Emily and laid her down.

You look back to Lewis who tried to rub the sleep away from his face. You carefully sit in his lap as you wrap your arms around his neck .

"I'm worried about you, baby." You said as you trail a finger along his jawline.

He holds you closer by your waist.

"I've just been so scared of everything. All I want to do is to protect her from this crazy world, and I know I can't shield her from everything. You have given me the most precious gift on earth, and I just think I'd never measure up to be a good husband and father for you two."

"Baby..." You said as you let Lewis rest in your chest as he started to tear up.

"I wish you can see how much you've given the world to us, Lew."

He just started to let his feelings out as he cries. You hold him softly, allowing him the space to get his emotions out.

+

Oh, Emily When I hear you cry, I'll sing you back to sleep Oh, do you know you inspire all my melodies? You make me a better man than I'll ever be Ever be, ever be Because of you, Emily

Oh, Emily If you ever feel lonely, just sit next to me Oh, since we brought you home with us, you're everything You're everything You make me a better man than I'll ever be Ever be, ever be Because of you, Emily

+

"I just... I'm always thinking i'm going to mess this up." Lewis says after he calmed down.

"You won't... I mean, you'll probably embarrass them when they're older but she'll still love you."

"That's not helping." Lew remarked, making you chuckle.

You kiss his forehead, looking at him lovingly.

"Emily is blessed to have a funny, big hearted dad. And I am so thankful that I have such a astonishing husband that I am infatuated with. I love you, Lewis Marc Capaldi."

Lewis smiles at you as you wipe a tear from his cheek.

"I love you girls... with all my fucking being."

"Hey, not in front of the baby." You said, smacking his arm.

He smirks and hugs you tighter, peppering you with kisses.

You two then get up to go back to bed and Lewis looks back at the crib.

"She'll be alright?" He asks.

You smile at him, seeing how he still worries.

"She’ll be alright…”

Before you two headed back to your room, Lewis leans down to the crib and whispers carefully for only Emily to hear.

"Thank you two... for being my home."

[therosebunpost]

Bicycle Race

Inspired by Queen and my oblivious self as a child:

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve liked Queen. He’d hum along to the music while driving, or whenever it came along on the radio. While he never said he was an avid fan, he had a few songs on rotation on his mixtape. We Will Rock You, Somebody To Love, Don’t Stop Me Now, Bohemian Rhapsody. All great, fun tunes to pop into the player when he felt like it.

But there was one song that Steve always perked up at. Where his eyes got a little shiny, and he’d sing along to no matter who was in the car with him.

Eddie learned this about Steve pretty early on in their friendship. With the former king of Hawkins driving him around so much, he was bound to see this side of him.

“I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike~!”

Steve had a great voice, Eddie realized. Even if the music wasn’t exactly his scene, he could listen to Steve sing along for hours.

“I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride it where I like~!”

Bitting back a joke, the metalhead focused on Steve instead. On the way he danced in his seat, tapping in time with the music. At the way he knew the lyrics by heart, and the way he giggled through “I say hey man, Jaws was never my scene and I don't like Star Wars!” With a little “Fuck You Keith!” Added on with so much gusto, Eddie knew he had to ask about it one day.

The third time Bicycle Race came on when they were in the car together, Eddie was ready. Was it a dumb idea? Probably. Did he hope Steve would find it funny anyway? Absolutely.

They were sitting in front of a long red light. Steve was jamming along in his seat, singing away like usual. He had asked once, if Eddie minded, and the memory of how quick Eddie was to assuring that he didn’t was only just a bit embarrassing.

“Fuck you Keith~!”

Eddie hoped his smile wasn’t too noticeable, or the way he swallowed down a laugh. He needed to be ready.

“You say Rolls-“

“I say Royce!”

Steve stumbled, blinking over at Eddie, who was already looking at him. “You say God give me a choice!” Eddie added, internally praying to whatever cosmic being who would hear him that Steve didn’t get annoyed.

The smile Steve flashed him was beautiful.

“You say Lord-!“

“I say Christ-!”

“I don't believe in Peter Pan, Frankenstein or Superman, All I wanna do is-!”

A loud honk interrupted them. The two jumped, looking up at the green light and then at the man driving past them with a waving fist. Steve looked at Eddie, Eddie looked at Steve.

“Bicycle~?” Eddie sang, laughter making his shoulders shake. Steve wheezed, soon driving down the road. “Bicycle!”

“I want to ride it where I like~!”

The song soon ends, but the two were still giggling over it. “I didn’t know you liked Queen?” Steve ventured, turning a corner. “Like, it’s not very uh..metal?” He added, almost like he was trying not to offend him. “I don’t listen to him a lot, no, but Y’know that song kinda speaks to me.” Eddie jokes, looking over at Steve knowingly, only for him to look confused.

“It’s the first one you heard too?” He ventures, and Eddie weighs his next words carefully. “Nah, it’s uh…cuz I’m Bi. Or well, I usually go with Pan but there aren’t a lot of Pan songs.”

There’s a long silence, and Eddie can feel the ache in his stomach. In his heart. Had he misread Steve wrong? “I’m just joking man, I-“

Steve starts laughing. “Wait, that’s what that song is about? Oh my god…Well, that explains a few things about myself.” He turns to look over at Eddie, who slow blinks. “Wait you-“

“Yeah.” Steve admits, and he’s gazing at Eddie with a look that left the metalhead’s cheeks heating up. “I thought I just realized it this year, but I guess even back then some part of me knew.” He snorts, leaning back against the seat with a heavy sigh. “You’re the only other person I’ve said this to other than Robin.”

Eddie fiddles with one of his rings. “You’re the first person I’ve told directly, other than Wayne.”

The rest of the drive isn’t eventful, but as Steve drives Eddie up to his trailer, the two pause as another song floats from the speakers. Steve smiles, tawny brown eyes shifting over to look at Eddie. There was a hope in his eyes that lured Eddie back into the car. The sound of it clicking closed barely registered to the metalhead as Steve’s voice filled his mind.

“Can anybody find me somebody to love~?”

[kasey-writes-stuff]

Halloween|| Punz

Word count 2.8k Go to my amazing best friends page @prettytoxicrevolver to see the other POV and give them a follow they deserve so many more <3

Summary- Halloween with your boyfriend Punz

You and your best friend were putting the finishing touches on your matching Kim possible costumes in preparations for Dreams massive Halloween party with your guys insane group of friends.

You quickly yell to Y/BF/N

“I’m nearly done are you?!”

She yells back

“Yea give me like five!”

You shake your head

“They’ll be here any minute so you have like one!”

She yells back

“Well they can just wait the extra four or screw off!”

You laugh softly but your eyes widen hearing a knock at the door followed by it opening and the boys letting themselves in!

Foolish plops onto the couch already expecting a bit of a wait as Y/BF/N is always just a little late when it comes to Halloween costumes cause she’s a bit of a perfectionist

Punz however just walks into your room seeing you sat on your phone having finished a few minutes ago

You smile meeting him halfway wrapping your arms around him

“Hello mr stoppable”

His smile widens as he places his hands on your waist as he pushes your faces together lightly touching your noses

“Hello miss possible”

He smirks softly as he gives your tummy a quick scribble making you squeak and giggle jumping back

“EEK! Puhuhunnzzz!”

He laughs

“Sorry sorry I had to I mean when else am I gonna get unrestricted bare tummy access”

You roll your eyes

“You get it literally anytime you want”

He now rolls his eyes

“Okay okay true but still there’s something different about you being in a crop top than me having to reach under your shirt you know?”

You laugh softly

“Okay true I’ll give you that but still just please don’t torture me too much”

He snickers knowing you’re being dramatic to cover your flusteredness

“Okay no promises but I’ll try.. Do you think Y/BF/N and Foolish are ready yet?”

You shrug

“Depends on if they started a make out sesh and she had to fix her make up or not”

He groans softly

“I hope not I wanna get going I wanna show off our cool matching couples costumes”

You sigh softly as you grab his hand dragging him out and to your best friends room waiting outside the door

“YO YOU TWO READY OR ARE YOU STILL MAKING OUT BECAUSE IF WE DON’T GET THERE SOON I’M PRETTY SURE ALL THE BEST SNACKS WILL BE GONE!”

You hear shuffling and something fall followed by a brief yelp from foolish as the door opens and you see your best friend with a slightly disheveleddishelved wig and her black lipstick slightly smudged

“We’re good let’s go”

You point to her hair and lips

“Make sure you got your lip stick, a brush, a mirror and make up wipe on your purse you can fix it in the car”

Her eyes widen as she quickly grabs those items and soon enough you’re all out the door and in Punz’s car

You sit in the passenger seat as Punz drives Foolish and Y/BF/N in the back Y/BF/N quickly working to fix her make up as Foolish tells her he thinks it was funnier when it was messier

You’re in charge of the aux deciding to of course start with the Kim possible theme song Punz smiles widely stealing glances at you as you’re singing your heart out

After that you randomly pop on some 5SOS going with Babylon seeing as it’s your best friends favorite of hers

Her eyes widen and she lets out a yell of excitement as the two of you start belting the lyrics

After that it’s a mirade of 5SOS, WDW and a few picks from Punz and Foolish per request

Soon enough though you’ve made it to the party

You all pile out and head to gate easily opening it and heading to the door, Punz knocks and a few moments later Sapnap opens the door greeting you all playfully making banter

“Wow those are your ground breaking matching couples costumes”

As you’re about to make a sassy reply slyvee and hannah scream in excitement both because of the costumes and because of seeing you and Y/BF/N after not seeing you guys for a while

Punz smirks

“You were saying?”

Sapnap rolls his eyes as Punz and Foolish step in and he closes the door behind them

You and Y/BF/N are still excitedly talking to Hannah and Sylvee when Punz sneaks behind you wrapping his hands around your waist stopping them to rest on your stomach lightly and slowly opening and closing his hand his dull finger nails running along it

You jump slightly and lean your head on his shoulder tilting your head to look at him as you giggle your cheeks tinted red

“Hihihi hohonneheyy”

He smiles and stops after a second more rubbing the left over tingles away

“Hi baby, do you wanna go get some snacks or hang here for a bit I can always grab extra to make sure you get something”

Your giggles slow to a stop and you smile wider giving him a quick peck on the cheek

“Would you? Please? I’ll meet up with you super soon we just wanna chat a little more and take a few pictures!”

He smiles blushing softly

“Of course, take your time you don’t get to see them often but you see me basically anytime you want”

You coo softly as you turn and give him a proper kiss on the lips

“I love you thank you”

He smiles into the kiss

“I love you too have fun”

And so with that you and Y/BF/N and sylvee and Hannah chat and walk about chatting to other friends at random as you find the best spots to take pictures

A few minutes after that you all head to the living room you separate from Y/BF/N, Hannah and sylvee for a bit as you notice Boomer!

You excitedly run to him having not even known he was coming

“What the frick?!? Boomer?!?”

Boomer chuckles softly the plan having worked

“Y/N! Hey!”

Your jaw is dropped as you quickly wrap your arms around the slightly taller man

“What the heck how could you not tell me you were coming?!?”

You hear Punz coming behind you laughing as you release from Boomer he’s now also laughing and him and Punz hi five

You scoff

“What the heck you two planned this?!?”

They each nod and Boomer quickly points to Punz throwing his hands up in surrender after

“It was his idea!”

Punz now scoffs at Boomer throwing him under the bus

“Look I just really wanted to surprise you okay is that such a bad thing?”

You sigh a smile making its way to face as you grab his hand pulling him to you and wrapping your arms around his neck his hands finding home at your waist

“No it’s really not but still don’t think I’m not gonna get you for your little plan”

You smirk softly one of your hands drifting down to his ribs gently scribbling as a warning making him jump and hold back a giggle

“Do you really wanna play that game darling?”

He quickly scribbles on your exposed sides causing you to jump and giggle moving away

“Puhunzz! Noho not with so many people around!”

He smirks snickering softly

“Afraid they’ll catch on and tickle you their ownsleves?”

Boomer steps forward chuckling softly from where he had stood to the side watching with a wide happy smile as he lightly pokes at your exposed stomach

“Oh yea I didn’t even realize this costume totally has them exposing two of their most insanely ticklish spots!”

You squeak slapping his hand softly as you protectively cover your stomach

“S-shut up I only did it to be costume accurate!”

Punz and Boomer share a knowing look

“Alright yea whatever you say big dawg”

Punz suddenly remembers your snacks

“Oh yea here’s your snacks”

You smile softly gratefully taking the plate

“Thank you honey”

He nods

“Of course”

Boomer fake pukes rolling his eyes

“Well as fun as it’s been sitting here getting nauseous watching you two love birds I’m gonna go say hey to some other peeps I’ll catch you before I head back to the hotel we gotta hang again before I head back home”

You nod

“Of course of course see you later boomie!”

You and Punz slowly make your way around to your various friends trying to really catch up with everyone you rarely get to see. Your smile grows super wide as you spot Karl you start to make your way too him but you’re cut off as Karl yells excitedly practically running into Punz’s arms.

“PUNZ!”

“KARL!”

Punz catches Karl barely stumbling backwards, and you shake your head softly rolling your eyes fondly.

“What am I chopped liver?”

Karl and Punz giggle.

“Sorry I just got so overwhelmed by his handsomeness I couldn’t contain myself.”

“Yea baby he can’t help it he’s so charmed by me!”

You roll your eyes again walking over to the two shaking your head as you playfully say.

“What am I not charming enough for a jumping hug?”

Karl rolls his eyes giggling softly.

“Oh you’re so dramatic, calm down silly of course you’re worth a jumping hug in fact you’re worth a million”

You giggle and back up a little, quickly running and jumping into Karl’s arms.

He catches you stumbling slightly as your legs wrap around him.

“Hohohllyy gehehzzehehe cutie you good now?”

You laugh nodding softly and slowly climbing off him.

“Yea I’m good got my fill for now.”

Karl smiles nodding as well.

“Good good, I’m in Florida like another three days we’ll have to all meet up again before I head home.”

Punz nods wrapping his arm softly around your waist.

“For sure for sure maybe we can hit up Disney or something.”

You smile brightly it having been a good few months since you had been to Disney.

“Yea that would be great maybe we can gather a little group together.”

Karl smiles bouncing on his heels excitedly!

“Yea that’s great! I’d love that I’ll go talk to some of the others and then I’ll text you guys later with the details or make a little group chat.”

Punz smiles nodding excitedly!

“Yea for sure man just let us know whenever!”

Karl nods beginning to walk off.

“I will I will I’ll catch you guys later!”

You nod.

“See ya later Karl!”

Punz nods again.

“Catch ya later!”

With that you and Punz decide to go head to the couch it’s surprisingly empty, you cuddle up against Punz his arms easily slipping around you hands resting on your stomach.

You smile up at him.

“This party is great I love seeing all our friends but you know a quick little moment like this with you is exactly what I was needing to recharge.”

He presses a kiss to the top of your head smiling.

“You know I was thinking the same thing but there’s one thing missing.”

You tilt your head softly

“What’s that baby?”

He snickers softly.

“Your laughter.”

He smiles wider as he quickly skitters his fingers all across your exposed stomach and sides!

You squeal squirming in his hold thankful for once for the blaring music as it hopefully covered your laughter.

“EEP PUHUNNZZ NOHO YOOUUU SHAHAIHIDDD YOOUUU WOOULLDDNNTT!”

He laughed softly.

“Whahahatt I said I wouldn’t around everyone and to be fair I really haven’t besides when I first left you with Y/BF/N, Sylvee, Hannah and a little around boomer and now we’re over here everyone else is there and no one’s even watching.”

You whine through your laughter knowing he was right.

“IHIHI WIHILLL SOHO GEEHETT YOUU BAHACCKK!”

He blushes softly rolling his eyes a bit.

“Yea yea I’ll be waiting patiently for that..”

He stops after a few more seconds.

You slow to residual giggles sitting up and just staring at him so entranced by him this happened often you would just zone out looking at him wondering how you ever got him.

He waved a hand in front of your face.

“Yo y/n you there don’t make me raspberry you..”

You quickly snap out of it cover your mid section protectively.

“No!”

You yelp giggling as you lightly slap him.

Suddenly there’s a weight joining you guys on the couch you look over and see Y/BF/N and Foolish.

They each roll their eyes playfully at you guys.

“Ugh how gross get a room.”

Your best friend jokingly says and Foolish nods.

“Yea nobody wants to see you all coupley that’s so gross.”

You roll your eyes,

“Oh please as if you guys aren’t just as bad.”

Punz snickers.

“Yea as if we didn’t have to wait for you guys to fix your makeup after your make out sesh.”

Foolish scoffs softly.

“At least we did it in a room.”

You laugh softly.

“Technically we are in a room.”

Your best friend holds back a smile.

“A private room of our own not a party room full of people.”

Punz rolls his eyes softly.

“So is this your way of telling us you wanna get out of here.”

Foolish shrugs softly.

“No we weren’t really saying that but if you guys wanna dip I don’t mind.”

Your best friend nods.

“Yea I don’t really care I’m down for whatever”

You and Punz look at each other and shrug.

“I’m sure most everyone will still be in town a few days or so, so we can meet up with them again soon so I’m down to leave if you are.”

He nods.

“Yea sure that’s fine with me”

So the four of you leave the couch slowly saying your goodbyes to everyone you can manage to catch making mentions of meeting up before they leave.

So with that you’re out to the car same positions as you came but this time Foolish and Punz more in charge of the music!

It’s a wild variety of things and on the ride you all discuss what to do next whether to just all go to your own places or to all stay at one place.

After a bit it’s decided you’re going to drive to Punz and Foolish’s place you and Punz will hang there for the night and Foolish will drive him and Y/BF/N back to your guys place and they will stay there for the night.

So soon enough you’ve all made it, you and Punz wave goodbye to Y/BF/N and Foolish as they drive off and quickly head inside giggling happily as you each rush to his room, having your mini race to see who could get there first as always.

Punz is much faster so 9/10 he wins so it’s not surprise when he wins this time.

He plops onto the bed and you groan playfully as he cheers excitedly.

“Woo!! I won!!! And as almost always I want the standard prize”

He opens his arms.

You blush brightly giggles bubbling your throat as you crawl into his open arms covering your face.

“Eee Punzhieheh!”

He laughs softly moving your hands from your face.

“You know the rules we always have to keep our faces uncovered especially yours since it’s so beautiful”

You shake your head giggling.

“Thahatss thehe duhumbbehst ruhulehe”

He laughs softly.

“Oh come on you’re the one that came up with the rule”

“Yehehahha ihihi cahahmehe uhupp wihitthh ihitt fohorr yoouuu!”

He rolls his eyes fondly as he begins gently scratching your stomach.

“Yea and I said I would only agree to it if the same rule could apply to you!”

You squeak your giggles increasing as your squirm softly.

“EEK! OhoHOKAHAyyy trrruuhuehehe buhuttt ihihi stihilll thihinnkkkkk ihittss uhuhnnfhahaihirrr!”

He smiles as he starts squeezing your sides.

“You always say everything is unfair when I’m tickling to you pieces!”

You squeal bursting into laughter!

“EEP! SHIHIZ PUHUNNZZ NAHAHA DOHONTT!”

He smirks softly at you.

“Oh don’t what? Don’t squeeze you’re incredibly sensitive bare sides? Hmm let’s see, say I’m the absolute best boyfriend in the world and you’re favorite tickler to ever tickle you and then I’ll stop!”

Your eyes widen and your cheeks immediately brighten as you shake your head.

“NAHAHHA YOOUUU KNOHOHOWWW IHIHI CAHAHAHANNNTTT SHAHHAYYY THEHEHE WOHOHORRDDD!”

He snickers nodding softly.

“I know you can’t which is exactly why I asked you to say it just to fluster you, I guess since you really really can’t say it then I’ll accept you just saying ler.”

You nod grateful for his caringness.

“OHOKKAHHAYYY FIHIHINEHHE YOOUUURRHEHEHE THEHEHE BEHHESSTTT BOHOHYYYFFRRIHIEHENNDDD IHHINN THEHE WOHOHRRLLDD AHAHNDD BEHEHSSTTT LEHEHRRR TOOO EHEHVVEHEHERRR TWOHOHRRDD MEHEHE!”

He smiles and slows to a stop softly kissing your nose.

“That’s what I thought, now come on let’s shower and change into some pj’s okay?”

You giggle residually and nod in agreement.

“Ahahllrrrihihigghtttt.”

And so it was a perfect end to a perfect Halloween.

[r34ding]

The scent of the sea

Part 1

Jeremiah Fisher x OC fanfiction

~Belly had invited Emelie, they became fast friends the year prior, to join her this year in Cousins and so Em and Jeremiah meet.~

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Abuse

Em sat in the backseat next to an alert Laurel keeping her children in check, as Belly was singing her heart out in the front seat and Steven stoically tryed to ignore her. In between her mums divorce from her second husband last year and their consequent move to Pennsylvania, there had been neither the time nor enough money to have a family outing. Sitting admist the banter of the Conklin siblings Em felt grateful.

Laurel and Belly went to gab some snacks while Steven filled up the tank, Em stayed with him.

*You know, you're gonna love Cousins. The boys are fucking funny and Susannah, their mum, is an angel.*

While Steven initiated the conversation, Em was wiping the windshield.

*Yeah, I know. Belly told me the same thing. I am happy to meet them... But you know, don't feel pressured to include me. I know you guys need to catch up.*

Steven gave her a pat on the back in response.

*I like having you around.*

While Steven was a brat sometimes, especially regarding Belly, moments like this had made them become closer too.

*Hey! Hands off my friend!*

Joked Belly exiting the gas station, her hands full with provisions for the last part of their drive. While Belly and Steven bickered, Laurel stepped next to Em and handed her a chocolate bar.

*Belly told me you like dark chocolate.*

Em had a hard time not getting emotional at all the care and kindness she was recieving from the Conklin family.

*I don't know how to thank you.*

Em whispered in Laurels direction.

*It's just chocolate honey.*

They reached Cousins some time later and as soon as they safely made it up the driveway Steven and Belly ran out to greet the Fishers. Em took a second to exit the car, just so she would not interrupt the initial greetings.

*Em come her!*

Calling her over, Steven waited his arms wrapped around the shoulders of each of the Fisher boys.

*This is Em,* He introduced her. *Belly's new friend.*

Conrad smiled and introduced himself nicely, but the smile didn't seem to reach his eyes. After her hug with Susannah Belly had joined Em, one arm thrown over her shoulder.

Jeremiah beamed them. All sunshine, just as Belly had described him.

*Nice to meet you!*

Shaking her hand his eyes darted to Belly.

*Shouldn't we go for a swim guys?*

As if on cue, Bellys arm fell to her side and she took a step back. The guys pressed forward and suddenly all hell broke loose.

*Belly flop!*

Steven yelled and soon enough the boys had Belly ambushed and thrown into the pool.

After his assault Jeremiah seemed quite pleased with himself, while his brother had fallen for Belly's trick and was now equally drenched, he had sat down next to Em at the poolside.

*Do you want to tag along later? I wanna ask Belly to come swimming in the ocean.*

*Thanks, but next time ok? Gotta make a phone call.*

Dripping wet, Belly decided to shake her hair above her friends, making them jump up and scatter away.

Up in Bellys and Ems room the girls talked for a bit about a party Belly was invited to by some guy at the gas station. They made plans to go and get ready together but further girl talk was interrupted by knocking.

*Wanne come for a swim?*

Bronze hair peeked through the door first. Belly smiled at Jeremiah smiled at each other and Em was left to her own devices.

Sitting down comfortably on the bed she called her mother.

*Emelie! You promised to call an hour ago, what happened?*

*Sorry mum, we just took a stop and the highway was packed. But it's all go-.*

*If I had known that you would be this irresponsible, I wouldn't have let you go with them.*

*Mum don't say that... How are you?*

Her mother let out a long sigh.

*You know, Jerry keeps calling me. He is unhappy that you did not congratulate him on his birthday yesterday. Is it so hard for you to be nice to him?*

Rendered speechless Em held her breath for a second.

*Ma he hit you!*

It burst out of her before she could bite her tongue. The connection went quiet and Em feared her mother had hung up.

*Honey I know the whole situation is also hard on you, but I just want you to come out of this whole mess on top. You know I would have loved to go to college... Just think about it ok?*

Seldomly did her mother sound this calm and it made Em uncomfortable. They hung up wothout much of a goodbye. The conversation had soured Em's mood, she made her way downstairs to distract herself from the whole mess, she left behind in Pennsylvania.

The smell of caramelized onions and fresh tomatoes wafted towards Em as she entered the kitchen. Susannah greeted her with a smile.

*Hey Em, do you want to taste? I don't know if it is missing salt or sugar.*

How was it possible to feel so at home at a place you just discovered, thought Em. She tried Susannahs tomato sauce and the taste blew her away. Maybe the fresh ingredients, or the passion with which Susannah seemed to cook, made it taste so incomparable

*I think it tastes great. Can I help you with anything else?

*Oh honey, you should rest, I am almost done anyway.*

Em insisted and got tasked with cutting up the ingredients for a garden salad. At the dinner table everyone seemed content to Em, but she hardly followed the conversations.

The pink dress hugged Belly perfectly and both girls had to appreciate Taylors foresight. For Em she had packed a cute top, even though sometimes it felt like she did not like the new friend her best friend had made. Em knew about a fight they had because she was going to be at Cousins for the whole time. Yet despite anything she packed her something to wear too.

*You look stunning!*

Hyping Belly up Em put on her own outfit and after checking her appearance she felt equally confident.

*You know we can enjoy tonight too, right?*

Searching Belly's eyes for affirmation, Em's anxiety calmed down as she saw the mischevious twinkle in her eye. They knew the boys went out earlier, they saw no reason why they should not do the same.

Later that night their feet hit the sand and cool wind, coming from the sea, eased their way to the campfire that attracted the youth of Cousins. Red cups were littered around the beach and Em kicked them out of her way. The night sk dostracted her and she fell behind as some guy tried to hit Belly up.

*She is underage you creep.*

Steven's angry voice brought her back to reality and she watched as he and Belly got into an argument.

*I can't believe this, you thought this was a good idea?*

His fiery gaze honed in on her, but before she could retort Jeremiah joined his side and comfortingly patted his back.

*I am happy you guys are here! Steven shut up, go talk to Shayla.*

Belly flipped Steven off and went her own way to get rid off her anger.

*Don't mind him, he is just overprotective. I think it's nice you two came.*

All sunshine and smiles, Em suddenly didn't mind that she almost fought with Steven or that her friend ditched her at a party.

*Thank you!*

It must have been the first time this girl genuinely smiled at him and Jeremiah had to admit, it pierced some part of him, the way her whole face beamed at him.

*Let's get you something to drink, why don't we?*

Exploring her surrounding Em blindly followed Jeremiah and before she could react some drunk guy had stumbled into her.

*Heyy! Do I know you from somewhere?*

This guy was so close he blocked her whole line of sightm sighing because she probably lost Jeremiah, Em's arms naturally crossed. She was ready to get stand offish if he did not get a hint.

*No, I don't know you. Can you get out of my way?*

Despite her question he felt the need to continue his advances.

*If you don't know someone here we can just talk*

As he grabbed her wrist, Em's instincts kicked in and she pushed him away from her with all her mind. Laying on his behind in the sand he looked up to her with eyes wide open, thinking about wether he should get angry because of his hurt pride. She did not let make a next move and quickly walked past him right into Jeremiahs chest, who had her drink and did not seem less suprised about the commotion than the guy she just pushed.

*Sorry Em, I lost you there. What happened?*

*He just touched me without asking. I did not want him to fall, he's just blasted.*

Before Jeremiah got the chance to answer, she grabbed the drink and made her way to the sea trying to cool her head off.

With a can of soda Jeremiah followed.

*Do you want to talk about it?*

Em looked up at Jeremiah, this young man she had just met today, looking like he jumped out of a painting and her heart ached. Why does everything have to remind her of the past, she thought.

*Some other time maybe. Tonight I just want to have some fun.*

Jeremiah nodded and then he gave her an honest smile.

*I could help with that. MARCUS!*

*YEAH?*

Someone from somewhere replied.

*TURN THE MUSIC UP!*

Following his demand the music turned up and it seemed to swallow the whole party.

*I am going to dance, do you want to join me?*

Em was so in awe at his confidence that she just nodded. Together they made their way into the crowd that had formed. In front of Jeremiah, Em neither felt selfconscience nor stupid. While she danced her heart out, Jeremiah did no less and whenever his eyes found Em again, his heart raced just a tad bit faster. Her dancing was wild, but she looked so blissfull, that it made her the most beautiful person at this place to him.

Later that night the music returned to its usual volume and Jeremiah and Em, both out of breath decided to spent more time together watching the ocean. On their way Jeremiah had politely rejected the advances of some girl, that had invited him to drink with her. Although she did not want to think of anything bad, she was tempted to compare how him and her had handled the attempted flirting. While she felt conflicted about shoving someone, or touching them at all, she was touched without consent. Just thinking about it she walked a bit faster to get rid of her anger flaring up again. Sitting down in the cool sand helped and the stars and Jeremiahs presence coaxed her out of her thoughts and into the presence.

*It was nice to see you dance.*

His voice was soft and he had leaned his shoulder into her, but not close enough to touch her.

*I enjoyed dancing with you.*

Em shrugged and met him half way touching their shoulders in a playful manner.

*We should definitly do that again.*

Smiling down at her, he searched her face and looking up, she did the same. Both smiled softly as their lips met. Sparks lit up inside Em, that she hadn't felt for some time and was relieved to know they had not been gone for good. She deepend their kiss and Jeremiah laid his hand at the nape of her neck, caressing her encouragingly.

[dangerous-advantage]

Music asks - 1, 13, 22, 27!

A song you like with a color in the title.

Hm... off of the top of my head, it's either 'Gold' by Chet Faker (just a chill song that I'll return to every once in a while) or '10,000 Emerald Pools' by The Borns. It encompasses such a lush, comfortable vibe. Very tropical paradise-esque, but also almost mysterious? Idk, like it a lot though.

13. One of your favorite '80's songs.

Admittedly, I don't listen to a ton of '80's songs (if this was just older songs, I'd probably pick the cover of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" by Peter, Paul, and Mary) but I think '80's-wise, would have to be "Every Breath You Take" by the Police.

22. A song that moves you forward.

Recently I've been getting into vivivivivi (heard "Credits Song for My Death" and was hooked,) so I'd have to say either "Pretending I'm Not Breathing" or "It Was Futile." Which, yeah, probably don't seem like they fit the prompt (which is fair.)

But Pretending has such a harsh undertone, like continuing on in spite, or maybe holding on, even when you want to let go, because you've got shit to do. You wanna make things better. Fuck all of the people who hurt you; every day you exist is a personal "fuck you" in their direction. Every breath you take just reminds them you're still winning. Even if it'd be easier not to, you keep going.

And as for It Was Futile... it feels like accepting the way things are, but not letting them define you? Hope within futility and all that.

27. A song that breaks your heart.

"Nearly Summer" by Sanders Bohlke. I was gonna do a different one, but then I remembered this one.

It's not overtly sad. In fact, it's even a little bit triumphant. But every time I listen to it, with him describing just a car ride and his lover, it always reminds me of like... the freedom of youth. Not having to worry, just driving forward towards the great, bright future that you're building to with the song, and it's emboldening and exciting --

and then the bridge hits, and he sings that one line. "It was nearly summer."

And the music quiets, before jumping back into that triumphant feeling, but it's different now. The whole song is made bittersweet by just that one line. And you think, what happened? What happened to make these memories so melancholic? It feels big, whatever it was. Like love lost. Life ended too soon. I dunno, it's just... meaningful, somehow.

(the other song choice was 'John Wayne Gacy Jr.' by Sufjan Stevens, if you want something else utterly heartbreaking.)

[tropical-fruit-mx]

not that anyone cares but here's all the rick songs and the most rick lyrics off the album because it floors me and i love this shitty album and my shitty tv show

breathe (2am)

okay so like it's not the most rick song on the album but the pre chorus is very rick dealing with the effects of the omega device "'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable/And life's like an hourglass glued to the table/No one can find the rewind button, girl/So cradle your head in your hands"

y'know like he'll never be able to go back and undo what prime has done, he's stuck in the aftermath

and ofc verse 2 because Alcoholism Theme "Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year/Here in town, you can tell he's been down for a while/But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles/Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it"

also verse 3, like we don't know what the flesh curtains sang about (please writers, i'm begging girls, give me one (1) flesh curtains performance and i will die happy) but it's fun to imagine rick writing about personal, dark shit and having the guy he's in love with his best friend singing about it "2 AM and I'm still awake writing a song/If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me/Threatening the life it belongs to/And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd/'Cause these words are my diary screaming out loud"

citadel

this is THE song that makes me confused about the fact that rick sanchez as we know him didn't exist in 2004 because this is just a whole song about him

per crybaby backstory we know that he returns to earth and prime's family after the completion of the citadel so "I'm sitting on a citadel/Contemplating life/Making a point to waste my time/I'm walking on clouds of white" paints this picture of him moving on from this massive project he doesn't believe in and trying to find a new purpose

so then chorus and pre-chorus (is VERY cheesy but motherfucker this is a debut album written by someone in their late teens/early 20s, slack por favor) kind of describes this huge moment of uncertainty "And what if I fall? What if I don't?/What if I never make it home?/What if I bleed? What if I break?/And I find that I can't take/The city below/The citadel holding my own hand?" can he move on from the citadel and trawling the multiverse? can he do it alone? will he be able to "take" his new life and try again?

"I'm killing the pain of broken hearts" homie has just spent most of his adulthood killing off versions of himself, all suffering the same pain of having their wife ripped from them

and then the bridge is just "Holding on to something/That's keeping me from jumping/So afraid to go it alone/And holding up this fortress/With imaginary forces/Longing for a life down below" he's still holding onto diane, and maybe she's the only thing that's keeping him from ending it all, he's put together this whole world for ricks and yet he's longing to have a family again, a "life down below"

also "The city below/The citadel holding my own hand?" is just very rick, he's made up this whole myth of only being able to depend on himself because of all the betrayal he's faced so of course he's contemplating if he'll be able to get through life where it's just him holding his own hand, only receiving whatever small amount of comfort he allows himself to have (which we know from solaricks is Not Much)

so yeah, she wrote this about rick sanchez (probably)

wreck of the day

if there is one person who is The Wreck of the Day it's rick fucking sanchez

there is a very clear amv in my mind of a smash cut of all of the scenes of him literally "driving away from the wreck of the day" with him and morty (/whoever else was on the adventure)

"Desperately close to a coffin of hope/I'd cheat destiny just to be near you" this is basically the fucking rick v. rick thing that prime set up for the ricks who get too close to him, offering diane back is the "coffin of hope" and since no one's survived the chamber before he does "cheat destiny" to get close to her, by way of getting revenge

"If this is giving up/Then I'm giving up, giving up/On love, on love" i don't feel the need to elaborate, y'all get the drift

"Maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love/All my resistance will never be distance enough" we know that he doesn't continually hunt for prime throughout the series, he clearly takes a break since unity comes back to check on him once they realize that he's seriously pursuing him again, so this lyric reflects a moment of rick wanting to put an end to the revenge seeking but of course "all my resistance will never be distance enough" because he can never escape the quest

"Driving away from the wreck of the day/And it's finally quiet in my head/Driving alone, finally on my way home/To the comfort of my bed" alexa, play "look on down from the bridge" by mazzy star

satellite

this is only kind of a rick song, it references space and tech themes a lot so i do a lot of generalized day dreaming to this song but there are some specific lyrics that hit moments from the show

"Through a starry night, I'm better nowhere bound/Than drowning on your solid ground" i like to imagine rick just tooling around in space rather than deal with anything happening with his family on earth/anything else in his life

"Love might be just like me/Jaded, waiting all alone/A whisper on a two-way radio" ahh yes, someone very over love in all forms

"And so I send my feeble flare/Through the silent, arctic air/Heading anywhere, until at last I've finally found/A place to lay my anchor down" that one clip of rick in the arctic during the backstory flashback? him literally going anywhere and everywhere before laying his anchor back down on earth?

"Heaven help me/I'm drowning and I can't save me/Send some salvation/To keep me alive" girlypop he is Unwell and is relying on the strength of hatred for the guy who killed his wife to keep going

in my head

woahhhhh a birdrick song? it's more likely than you think rickheads

"Under the weight of your wings/You are a God and whatever I want you to be/And I wonder if truly you are/Nearly as beautiful as I believe" ugh depending on birdperson and the idea that together they could have a different life, i get the impression from what rick says to him during blood ridge that he's willing to put down the hunt for prime and just embrace the meaninglessness of life with bp at his side

"And this make believe will get me through/Another lonely night" oooooo rick definitely thought about his future with bp as a maladaptive coping mechanism to get through the intensity of their lives, constantly fighting and being on the run

"I'll take you away in the way that you take me/And go where I go" blood ridge girl

"Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet/Love on repeat/I'm echoing all your philosophies" this scans directly to "then why did you help?"/"because i respect you and I wanted you to know that you could respect me" he's literally "echoing all [his] philosophies" to earn his respect i can't-

anyway this is the outro: "Under the weight of your wings/I make believe you are all that I'll ever need, all that I need" because YOU KNOW those motherfuckers have cuddled together when the nightmares got too bad and they just wanted comfort from the horrors

catalyst

this is the rick sanchez known addict song because "So you're taking these pills for to fill up your soul/And you're drinking them down with cheap alcohol"

"And I'd be inclined to be yours for the taking/And part of this terrible mess that you're making/But me, I'm the catalyst" there is a lot of interpretation to be done about these lyrics and whose perspectives we can think about them from as well as who really is the catalyst for rick's actions, ESPECIALLY since the perspective switches in the second chorus and now "you're the catalyst"

in some ways, you could think about this as being from morty's perspective, as he helps and encourages the hunt for prime, helping rick put into motion the plan that eventually leads him there

in other ways it could be about prime himself, offering rick a part of his world only to be turned down and killing diane as a result

or even diane, who we know through fear no mort was intelligent like rick and likely encouraged his work, but would never know that her death completely shapes the rest of rick's life

"When you say love/Is a simple chemical reaction" y'all know this directly scans to a famous rick quote, focus on science baby

"You'll be the vein, you'll be the pain/You'll be the scar/You'll be the road, rolling below/The wheels of a car" this whole bridge is so fucking prime coded especially the way he's impacted rick's life. he's the pain, he's the scar, he's literally the road that rick has been following for the greater part of his life

consider this

an angsty lil bop to think about everyone's favorite volatile asshole to

"'Cause I don't wanna lie/That I'm okay and I'm alright/I'd rather take it and forget it/Consider this a warning" this is definitely rick in the earlier seasons, being openly not okay and kind of making it everyone's problem

"'Cause I'll start another fight and you'll say it's all alright/I'll wait for the day when you find I'm too much for you, baby/So lay your hands over me and fear what you only see/But don't bother wasting your time if you're trying to change me" this to me speaks a lot to his relationship with the smiths and the fact that he pushes them away but still hopes for closeness and is altogether resistant to changing anything about himself

"I'll go from bad to worse/And later back to better/But I'll never bet on bridges that are meant to burn" yup, that's rick all right!

so yeah, that's all the rick content i can squeeze out of this album. the whole thing is a vibe and a bop, but that's because i love angsty women and music from the 2000s and if you do too you might get a kick out of this.

can't believe anna nalick wrote wreck of the day in 2004, rick sanchez didn't even exist yet and somehow she still wrote like half the album about him

[feitania]

𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: easy; Valentine's day kisses - listen to the playlist!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some good ass music, canon typical violence, disgusting romance, cursing, alcohol, usage of guns

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Draken, Hanma Shuji, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Shinichiro Sano, Manjiro Sano, Wakasa Imaushi, Sanzu Haruchiyo

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I got hyped and made a romantic playlist because I want to fall in love and now y'all have to go through this with me. Reblogs and tags very much appreciated

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢

this isn't just puppy love, girl you really got a hold on me -me and your mama

Oh Baby, baby, baby, I kill anybody that hurt you -mckay&cassie

❥ you think he forgot valentine's day but low and behold, Baji actually had a whole day planned for you two. From dinner at the beach to a possible street fight he can win for you, he has everything covered.

❥ he's quite nervous when he picks you up on his bike, a, from the drive crumpled, flower in his hand that he puts in your hair because the stem snapped of in his pocket.

❥ the whole day is spend with you two fooling around, playfighting over food or running down the beach into the cold ocean to see who how far the other dares to go into the water

❥ Baji picks you up at one point and throws you into the water and you nearly die from a cold shock. When he doesn't see you swimming to the surface again, he jumps after you to save you. When you both are out of the cold he shakes like aleave but still insists that you take his jacket.

❥ He gets his kiss on the beach, while he tries to get you to wear his things and monologues about how he would never get sick from being a little wet. It's a simple thank you kiss but he acts like you just proposed to him.

❥ the date doesn't end when he brings you home, no, Baji wants you to meet his mother, who baked a whole heart shaped cake for you as a secret surprise. He gets another kiss at his front door and when you help him do the dishes for his mom

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

I'm on the back, I'm holdin' tight, I want you to take me for a ride -harleys in hawaii

You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time, but that's okay I'll just avoid the holes, so you sleep fine -tear in my heart

❥ Of course Draken doesn't want to go the normal date route and takes you on a small road trip, destination unclear. He wants to just drive around and talk with you, listening to music and drinking cold soda in drive-ins. Luckily he got himself a car a few months ago, it's more comfortable.

❥ The playlist he made for the ride was carefully put together with Mitsuya and his sisters so everything suits your taste. It gets a little bit too sappy at times but no one of you really cares. It's actually very cute to see him sing along wholeheartedly to old love songs

❥ While he drives you are in charge of looking up where you two should go to not end up in another country by accident. More often than he likes to admit he confuses left and right for a second and you scream in horror everytime he rotates the car in an action movie worth move.

❥ After a few hours you find a fast food drive thru and eat greasy food and drink milkshakes at the side of the road.

❥ On the way back you fall asleep and Draken snaps a few pictures, one for his lockscreen and the rest for looking at when he misses you. He drives extra careful to not wake you up.

❥ You kiss him when he parks in front of your home and awkwardly stares at you because he doesn't know if it's okay to kiss you. He doesn't let you out of the car for another ten minutes with his lips on yours

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚

Baby, come here I get so lonely at night -come here

I wanna be the first man you look at tonight, I wanna be stuck in your head and make you go wild -for your love

❥ Hanma, ever the gentleman, throws stones at your window movie-style to take you out on a surprise date. He accidentally hits you when you open the window at the exact moment he throws another one.

❥ It's okay for him of you were already in bed, you don't need to be pretty to commit some romantic crimes with him. He gifts you your own crowbar and off you are to break into old abandoned buildings

❥ He dances with you on the roof of an old car park - he even got candles so you don't trip and fall to your death. The music on his old phone sounds horrible but it's still perfect

❥ Spins you around until you have to hold onto him to find balance, which he uses to steal a kiss from you. Hanma thinks he's so sneaky but you can still see him blush in the dim candle light.

❥ He walks you home, that sap. You can also keep the crowbar and the pretty lighter he stole from an old guy who was too pushy, after he punched him straight into oblivion of course.

𝐑𝐚𝐧

I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you scared of me, you said that I'm too eccentric -I wanna be your slave

And think about you almost all the time, all the time and If I wanna see you, I drive by -met me in the pale moonlight

❥ Classic valentine's day date, he takes you out to an expensive restaurant where he pays for everything before he tells you to get on his bike to go shopping (such a Regina George move)

❥ Gets you everything you want. He wanted to only buy you jewelry and maybe some shoes at first but when he sees you all dressed up he drags you around town to buy you everything he thinks could look good on you

❥ The romantic part isn't the dinner or when he tells you how beautiful you look in the clothes he picked out, no, it's when he asks you if you maybe want to go home with him and watch a movie after eating with him and his brother.

❥ It's such a personal setting, seeing him joke around with his brother or dotting on the stray cats that walk over the balcony where you two sit to watch the sunset.

❥ He kisses you while three cats got comfortable in your laps, purring and demanding attention when he stops petting them to lean over and capture your lips in a gentle kiss

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

your love is scaring me, no one has ever cared for me as much, as you do, I need you here -scary love

When I'm alone slowdancing in the dark, don't follow me you end up in my arms -slow dancing in the dark

❥ To be honest here, Sanzu didn't really plan on doing anything for valentine's day but after seeing Kokonoi going all out for a certain someone he might have felt a little inferior. So an impro-date it is.

❥ Good thing he's a creative mind. He takes you to a shooting range. And because he wants it to be special he booked out the whole range and printed pictures of the person he knows you hate across the targets

❥ You actually have the time of your life with him showing you how to shot someone dead at first try. Only Sanzu can make killing someone romantic.

❥ Has an arm around your waist and guides you while he leans his head on your shoulder and kisses you on the cheek proudly everytime you hit the target perfectly. Wow.

❥ His own target is Takemichi by the way. You have to take him away by force when he goes a little bit off the rails and starts shooting like a maniac. Good thing you can calm him down with more kisses.

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

I've been watchin' you and I've been tryna decide If I could ever remind you of what you really liked -useless

Pretty Lady you got me so weak, weak for your love -weak for your love

❥ A fool. A fool in love but still a fool. Wakasa has to help him so he has enough money to take you out, only form him to lose it on his way home. It doesn't matter though because there is nothing better than trespassing and picking flowers from his neighbours. Ruining a garden is worth your smile.

❥ Kinda didn't plan further than giving you flowers and chocolate. So you two just hang out in his room and watch old movies.

❥ He cries. Shinichiro gets more emotional with every new movie you put on and breaks down when you two watch pale flower because the characters are just so cool.

❥ Emma and Mikey come in just when he finally finds the courage to get closer to you and he never wanted to hurt his siblings, never ever, but at this moment...

❥ You kiss him. In front of his siblings who both fake gag -but he doesn't even realize it. He's to caught up in the moment and look at that, the rest of the night you make out on the couch.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚

But I'll be fine, I have to set delay, Before I try to fall in love, not pain, yes I'll be fine -love 2 fast

I wanna give it to you, just to see what you'd do 'Cause I'm so drunk on you, vaby, you're all that I want, I want you all to myself -you know me too well

❥ Super nervous but tries to play it cool. He invites you to go with him to a funfair and meets you there. Kazutora already won you a rose to greet you with properly. Cutie.

❥ This smart guy goes in for the kill right at the start and kisses you instead of a hello. Honestly, it works. He's charming like that and he knows.

❥ You walk around holding hands, he wins some more flowers and a teddy for you and you buy him food in exchange. Because it's already late you eat outside and watch the stars before he talks you into a roller coaster ride.

❥ Tries to kiss you again right before the drop and fails. You have fun while Kazutora holds onto you for his dear life and screams his heart out. You buy two copies of the photo from the ride where he looks like crying

❥ To calm him down and not fight the guy behind you who laughed at him you take him to the ferris wheel and kiss him at the top

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮

And her lips are like the galaxy's edge and her kiss the color of a constellation falling into place -arabella

Don't you give me up, please don't give up, honey, I belong with you, and only you, baby -dark red

❥ Rindou is the total opposite of his brother. He doesn't even think about eating when he asks you out. He's more the 'let's get drinks and pierce our ears together' guy.

❥ The bar he wants to go to is kinda shady but the old music, candles and darts games are cozy and when you ignore the two or three people who look like they want to kill you it could look like fun.

❥ Rindou takes on all the dudes in arm wrestling. Some are angry, some are impressed - all in all you end up making new friends and drink for free

❥ 'Piercing your ears' turns out to be a tattoo appointment. Of course he wasn't thinking about partner tattoos ( but wouldn't be opposed to that) the artist does small ones too. He gets the first letter of your name behind his ear.

❥ The younger Haitani is shy when it comes to making the first step so the whole date is filled with many 'are we gonna kiss or nah' moments. It's his brother who screams down the balcony to please just kiss. And he does.

𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚

I think I wanna miss you, purposely leave so I can come back to you -kiss u right now

I don't wanna leave, but I gotta go unless you show me something crazy make me lose control -Lady in the wall

❥ Wakasa goes ice skating with you. It's perfect for being active, getting closer and it's romantic too! Perfect date idea.

❥ On valentine's day the skating rink turns into a little ice disco with red lights, ballons and romantic music. He didn't know that and was a little confused when you two got in for free as a couple.

❥ Even though he definitely knows how to skate he stays close and links arms with you, hugging or circling around you a few times to tease you.

❥ While you two are spinning around in the middle of the rink a headlight finds you and cheering for him to kiss you. When you two kiss the crowd gets wild.

❥ Wakasa sleeps over that night because it got so late and makes you breakfast in the morning, still smug about the whole thing at the skating rink.

𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲

Caught in a river of records and dreams will you keep up with me? Everyone's looking for someone to hold but I can't let you go -gimme love

I want you to know you can run right back baby, I quit the show you know my soul -sunflower

❥ Takes advantage of the day to turn it into a baking activity. Popcakes, muffins, dorayaki -he has an recipe for everything.

❥ Baking with Mikey turns out to be really fun. He is playful yet concentrated, throws some flour at you but still doesn't dare to make the kitchen counter too much of a mess

❥ He demands a kiss after you got the tray of cookies you decided on successfully in the oven

❥ One kiss turns into two, three, four...you lose track of time and almost let the cookies burn. Emma saves them in time and you sheepishly offer her a few as a thank you.

❥ Your date doesn't really like that idea at first. When shinichiro joins you three and inhales the cookies like a black hole while whining about his failed valentines date even Mikey laughs.

[likethe-month]

Night at the Fair - Elvis x Reader

(Y/n) = your name

(L/n) = last name

Hey guys! I haven't posted in years, but seeing all these amazing Elvis fics inspired me to post something on Tumblr. Hope you enjoy!

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  “Honey, Elvis is here!” You heard your mother call out from downstairs.

     Your heart skipped a beat, and you finished applying your blush as fast as you possibly could so he wouldn’t have to wait on you. You had been waiting for this night for a couple of months now, as it was the first time you would see your boyfriend ever since Colonel Tom Parker had swept him away to perform at numerous cities. His sudden popularity was both a blessing and a burden, but the two of you promised each other to stick together no matter what life would throw at you.

     “Coming, Mama!” you yelled, grabbing your purse and hurrying downstairs. As you descended, your eyes were met with the striking blue gaze of your boyfriend. Elvis was dressed in high black pants and a green button-up with a jacket that matched his pants. You held in a giddy squeal as you willed yourself not to immediately jump into his arms, as your father wouldn’t approve of such affection in the household. “Hi, Elvis,” you grinned once you were by his side near the doorway.

    “Hey, there, darlin’,” Elvis smiled, taking your hand in his and giving it a squeeze.

     Your mother smiled at the two of you and said, “Let me go get your daddy, (Y/n).”

     “Lord knows how much I wanna kiss your beautiful face, but I know your daddy would tan my hide if he saw,” Elvis murmured to you, leaning closer to you, his hand still intertwined with yours.

      Before you could respond, your father walked in, and you hoped the pink in your cheeks had subsided.

      “Be careful tonight, you two. I don’t want to hear that my daughter has been trampled by a crowd of your fans,” he said, gesturing to your boyfriend.

     “I’ll be right by her side the whole time, sir,” Elvis responded, his expression sincere.

     “Glad to hear it. You’re a good man, son. But if anything happens to my-

     “Oh, they’ll be just fine, and you know it!” your mother interjected, putting a hand on your father’s shoulder. “Have fun, y’all,” she said, waving you two off.

      “Have a good night, folks,” Elvis said as you led him out of the house and towards his truck. You were slightly surprised he decided to bring his old delivery truck instead of the flashy pink Cadillac he had recently bought.

      “Didn’t want us to get swarmed before we even got there,” Elvis smirked as he started the car. “Not a whole lotta people round here drive around in a pink Cadillac.”

     You hummed in agreement. “I always liked your truck, anyway. Has a lot of character.”

     “Aw, your just sayin’ that, honey,” Elvis said as you two headed off to the fair. During the drive, you and your boyfriend talked to each other about what going on in your lives, and you insisted that Elvis tell you all about the many states he had been to in such a short amount of time.

      “It’s been unbelievable, (Y/n). I can’t believe how many people wanna see me sing,” he said, running a hand through his slick, black hair.

      “You’ll have to bring me along, someday, hon,” you said, desperate to see the country like your boyfriend had.

      “Trust me,” Elvis took your hand in his, the other on the steering wheel, and brought it up to his mouth. “I promise I will take you wherever you wanna go someday,” he said, kissing your hand gently.

      You blushed and took your hand back so he could focus on the road.

      “I wanna hear about you, darlin’. What’s Miss (Y/n) the high school senior been up to lately?” Elvis asked, genuinely curious.

      “People sure make senior year sound a lot more exciting than it actually is. The only real exciting things are graduation and prom, and they don’t even happen until the end of the school year!” you said, exasperation in your voice.

     “Well don’t you worry one bit. We’ll make sure this is the best prom you’ve ever had,” Elvis assured you.

    By now, the two of you had made it to the fair and you got out, ready to meet with the rest of your friends. Before you took off, however, Elvis stopped you.

      “Hold on, honey,” he said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer. “I said I wanted to kiss your pretty face, didn’t I?”

      His lips met yours and you immediately felt butterflies in your stomach. He never failed to make you feel like a giddy schoolgirl when you were together. You wrapped your arms around him as he passionately kissed you, but he eventually had to pull away before things got too intense.

       You took a few seconds to catch your breath and reapply your lipstick, trying to fight back the intense blush you knew had found its way back to your cheeks.

     “Ready?” Elvis asked, taking your hand in his as you joined his side. His eyes met yours and he chuckled softly. “Red’s a good look on you,”

     You jokingly rolled your eyes, slightly embarrassed that your blush refused to go away. Admission was free, so the two of you strolled in and were soon met with your group of friends.

     Your best friend, Shelley, squealed excitedly when she saw you and ran up to you. “Y’all made it! I was startin’ to think you’d gotten sidetracked and weren’t gonna make it!”

     “I think they got plenty sidetracked, Shelley,” Tommy said, gesturing to your red cheeks.

     “Shut it, Tommy,” Elvis said, jokingly landing a punch on Tommy’s shoulder.

     “Come on, guys! The line for the Ferris wheel’s gettin’ awfully long!” Your other friend, Marta said.

     The rest of you followed her to the Ferris wheel line and you started to fiddle with your hands nervously. You loved fair rides, but you were also slightly afraid of heights. You reassured yourself that Elvis would be with you the whole time, and your nerves began to wear off as you all talked in joke in the line. Once you and Elvis were in one of the cars, your stomach flipped when the wheel slightly moved to allow other people on.

      “You ain’t nervous, are you, hon’?” Elvis asked, taking your hand in his once again.

       You smiled at him and squeezed his hand. “I’m fine as long as you’re right here next to me.”

       Elvis responded with a laugh and made a scene of looking around him. “Don’ really see where else I can go,” your boyfriend joked and he edged closer to you, still holding your hand. As the Ferris wheel started to turn, Elvis would point out different sights and other things to do at the fair below you. You realized that you weren’t scared anymore and started to appreciate the way the bright lights of the fair made the night sky seem brighter than it really was. You especially appreciated the way the lights washed over your boyfriend’s face, only adding to his incredible beauty.

      When the Ferris wheel began to slow to a stop, you realized that your car was at the very top. Despite this, however, you still felt at peace with Elvis at your side.

      “Elvis Aaron Presley, I believe you just cured my fear of heights,” you said, shooting him a smirk.

      “What can I say? I mus’ be a miracle worker,” Elvis joked. As he gazed into your eyes, his expression suddenly grew more serious. “You are absolutely beautiful, (Y/n) (L/n).”

       You heart seemed to skip a beat and Elvis wasted no time, quickly leaning in to place a quick, yet tender, kiss on your lips. Right after this, the wheel began turning again to let you off the ride. As the two of you made your way to your waiting friends, you shot a joking scowl at Elvis.

     “If you make me blush one more time, I swear I will exact my revenge,” you huffed.

     “Oh yeah? I like the sound of that,” he responded with a sly wink, laughing, and wrapping an arm around your shoulder when he saw your stunned reaction.

      “Now that the lovebirds are done, let’s go to the next ride,” Tommy said impatiently.

      “Nah, y’all go on ahead and we’ll meet up with you later,” Elvis said slightly dismissively.

      “You heard him, let’s go!” Shelley said, grabbing Tommy and Marta and leading them away.

      “Where we goin?” you asked your boyfriend curiously as he began leading you to the numerous booths around the fair.

      As he led you, he said, “I think my brave girl deserves a lil’ somethin’ special.”

     He paused in front of a booth where a man was trying to tempt people into trying their luck in knocking down three stacked milk bottles with a baseball.

      You watched in anticipation as Elvis paid the man and got ready, focusing on his target. To your delight, he knocked all three down on the first try and the man running the booth retrieved a stuffed dog from a stack of prizes, which Elvis then handed to you.

      You held the dog tightly to your chest and bounced up and down on your heels, unable to stop thanking your boyfriend. As the two of you continued to walk through the fair, people would occasionally do a double-take at the sight of Elvis, but the two of you made sure to keep moving. As you passed a booth that was emitting a wonderful smell, you slowed down, and your boyfriend noticed. The fair always had copious amounts of fried foods that always smelled delectable.

     “Hungry, baby?” Elvis said, chuckling at your reaction.

     “Let’s get some French fries! I’m starvin’,” you said, pulling him to the booth where the delicious smells were coming from. You and Elvis sat down with your French fries once they were ready, and you were thankfully able to find a table away from too many people. You were surprised that hordes of teenage girls hadn’t come over and smothered the two of you by this point.

      “This must be the only quiet time you’ve gotten during these past few weeks,” you said. “I can’t imagine constantly being surrounded by people who want your attention. I don’t think I could handle it!”

      “Don’t you worry ‘bout all that. I’ll protect you, mama,” your raven-haired boy said, taking both of your hands in his and looking you right in the eyes. “I dunno what I’d do if you ever got hurt from all this craziness.”

      “Hey, don’t worry, I’m good at takin’ care of myself. How else you think I’ve made it this long without you?” you reassured him, taking a French fry from the basket you shared.

      “You’ve always been my independent young lady,” Elvis said with a playful smirk. He just couldn’t get enough of you. Even though it was hard to put just how much he loved you into words, he did his best every time he saw you. You were his motivation, the reason he was following his dream. Your encouragement meant more than anything in the world to him and you were always on his mind, even when you were miles apart from each other.

     Then, a droplet of rain hit the table, interrupting the musician’s inner monologue. Luckily, the two of you finished your food because it was now pouring rain. As the two of you jumped up, Elvis quickly removed his jacket and draped it over you. He kept you close to him as you went back to the truck to escape the downpour. Luckily, you both made it without any hiccups and took shelter from the rain. Once you were in the truck, you noticed just how wet Elvis had gotten. You maybe had a few rain droplets on your skirt, but your poor boyfriend was absolutely soaked. Even the plush dog he won for you was in better condition than he was.

      “Oh, Elvis,” you cooed, reaching over to lay a palm on his cheek, “You’re absolutely drenched! You want me to drive?” you asked, concerned for your near-shivering boyfriend.

     “Nah, thas’ alright, hon. Let’s just get back to your folks’ house.”

     During the ride back, you kept making sure Elvis was okay, rubbing his back soothingly and doing your best to make sure his jacket didn’t drip all over the interior of his truck. When you finally reached your home, the two of you ran up to the porch to get out of the rain, which hadn’t let up.

     Your front door opened and it was your mother. “Y’all get caught in the rain?” she said, grimacing at the sight of your poor boyfriend.

     You nodded. “But Elvis made sure I was okay. We left as soon as it started, and he even gave me his jacket so I didn’t get wet!”

      “Well, he sure made quite the sacrifice. Both of y’all come inside, quick! I got the fireplace goin’,” your mother said, ushering the two of you in.

     “You sure, ma’am?” Elvis asked. “I don’t wanna intrude in on your evening at home-

     “Nonsense! We need to get you warmed up before you freeze to death!” your mother protested, practically dragging the boy inside.

     You led Elvis to the living room and draped a blanket over him, and you sat down next to the fireplace with him. Your mother let you know that she would fix some hot chocolate for the two of you and left the living room, only for your father to walk in and freeze at the sight of Elvis on your living room floor. 

    “What’s going on here? Is everything okay?” he asked.

    “That poor, shiverin’ boy saved your daughter from the downpour of the century!” your mother called out from the kitchen.

     Your father paused at this. “This true?”

     “Yes, sir. I got (Y/n) home as quickly as possible after the rain started.” Elvis had stopped shivering by now and sat a little straighter, making an effort to impress your father.

     “It’s true, Daddy! He put his jacket right over me and I didn’t get a drop!”

      The older man let out a hum of approval. “Well… Thank you, my boy, for keeping her safe. You did a very good thing tonight.”

      Elvis nodded to him, and your father left the room to turn in for the night. When your boyfriend turned back to face you, you had a large grin on your face. “Did you see that? He was so impressed!”

       Elvis was unable to keep the smile off his face. “Nah, he was just glad to see me shiverin’ on the floor like a wet dog.”

      “Oh hush,” you replied, lightly slapping his arm. Your mother then walked in with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate and the two of you gratefully took them and thanked her.

    As the two of you sipped your hot drinks, you snuggled up to his side and talked with him about anything that came to mind, still squeezing your new stuffed dog. You were just happy to be beside him.

       Elvis sighed thoughtfully all of a sudden, and you turned to him. “What’s on your mind?” you questioned.

      “it’s just… Bein’ here with you has gotten rid of all my worries. I wish time could stop and we could just sit here forever and ever,” he said wistfully.

      “Me too,” you agreed. “But then you wouldn’t be able to perform for all your fans if you sat here forever and ever,” you said jokingly.

       “(Y/n) (L/n), no matter how many people I see every day, not one of them makes me feel the way I do when I see you smilin’ at me. Lookin’ into your eyes feels just like Heaven, and I would drop everything in a heartbeat just for you.” His voice was so hushed you knew he was dead serious.

       “Oh, Elvis, we both know we can’t keep you away from the spotlight. But the stage will just have to wait, cause you’re all mine for right now,” you said snuggling closer into him.

      These moments of quiet were rare, but you were always able to hold onto the joy they gave you until the next one came along, and that was enough.

[hellfirelover]

forever winter (ep. 1)

pairing: fezco x OC (belle)

18+

summary: fezco meets a girl that is desperate to subdue her brain. belle has never met anyone so kind. 

sensitive topics (?): cursing, drug use, mental illness

word count: 3.3k

links to episodes: episode two : episode three : episode four : episode five 

a/n: there will be more and further into this story there will be more explicit context ;). if you read this before and are re-reading it now, i changed mckenna’s name to natalia. 

I just want to keep those who make me feel comfortable at my most vulnerable near me

episode song: new girl - finneas

Episode 1: favorite color

The first time I met Belle was in the back of Fezco’s car. I hadn’t even realized she was there before I heard the sniffling coming from what I thought was a pile of clothes stacked up behind the passenger seat. I studied Belle while I waited for Ashtray to get my stuff out of his black book bag.

What I noticed first about her were the yellow words written on her black sweatpants. Despite curling up into a ball I could still make out the words “Highland Colle—“. The rest were hidden within the folds of her scrunched up body. Her face was covered by the hoody of her large grey sweatshirt. But regardless, all I knew about this stranger was that from the occasional sniffles and the off patterned breathing that whoever this was, was not having a great day.

“Oh, uh, Rue this is Belle. Belle, this is Rue,” Fez mumbled under his breath, taking careful notice of the girls through the rear-view mirror.

Ash handed Rue her little plastic baggy filled with three powder blue circles.

“We gonna get s’me food and kick back at my place with movies. You in?” He took the last puff of his blunt before starting the car and throwing the roach in the plastic cup placed in the cup holder.

Rue couldn’t help but giggle at his actions. Right as she got the baggie, she opened it up, took one out, grabbed the book thrown on the floor of the car (used only for these reasons), crushed the pill on top of the book and under a dollar bill using the butt of a lighter, took out her card lining up the blue powder, took out her rolled-up cylinder paper and snorted the powder up.

Belle watched Rue the whole time amazed and terrified at how normal this was for her.

“What, you saving the rest of that for later?” Rue teased, nodding towards the red solo cup that now held the discarded blunt.

Fez started the car and the four were on the move. “Nah… j’st don’t wanna throw it out the window no more.”

“Birds eat it, and it kills them,” Rue jumped as Belle spoke up for the first time. She forgot the mess of a girl sitting next to her.

The rest of the drive was quiet while music played softly in the background. Rue snorted up the rest of the blue powder on top of the car’s book manual. She sat back and smiled enjoying the movements of the car and the sound of the music. Rue felt so serene in that moment that she didn’t realize she was singing along to the words, and how loud she was doing so, until Ashtray threw one of the McDonald’s bags at her hitting her square in the face. She stopped, gave Ashtray a blank stare, and then began knowingly singing to her hearts consent now with added clumsy dance moves. Her joy in this moment had made Belle burst into giggles. With hearing Belle laugh today, Fezco allowed Rue to continue her antics.

I didn’t pry into who Belle was at first. I never pride into any of the lives of Fez’s other customers. Belle met Fez during her first week at community college. She and her friends were participating in what every college student was participating in during their first week of college: sylly week. 

Sylly week is when college students go absolutely batshit crazy to do anything and anyone before they are chained down to their desks to study till finals. Of course, not everyone left sylly week their only time to be crazy crazy. In fact 98% of the students who participated in sylly week would continue doing the same thing every weekend. Sylly week though, was the only time they had the freedom to get plastered on a Tuesday night without class in the morning.  

But for the those like Belle, who didn’t party every weekend, nor barely even had a sip of alcohol until they were peer pressured during their Junior prom, Belle was nervous about the whole tradition. Her high school friends who went to parties with her and helped calm her nerves around the chaotic crowds were not there with her, and none of her new friends (one’s she had just met that day through her roommate) knew the claustrophobia and anxiety that Belle was prone to. 

When Belle voiced these concerns quietly to her roommate in the back of the Uber XL that was filled with three other friends her roommate vaguely introduced Belle to, the only comfort she gave was – 

“Don’t even worry about it! That’s why we going to J’s right now. To get some shit to calm us down and some stuff to fuck us up for tomorrow night.” 

“Natalia, you told me we were going to your cousin’s place to make jell-o shots for tomorrow,” Belle kept her voice down, not wanting the other girls to notice her nerves. She felt like she already confided too much to her roommate. 

“We are!” She said in a chipper like fashion. “We are just making a quick stop at this place so we can get good shit.”

“It’s a long fucking detour!” One of the girl’s shouted back. 

“Yeah?” Natalia raised her eyebrows at the complainer. “Well, this is the only guy I trust to get this shit from. So, we are either making the detour or not fucking getting it.” 

That ended the confrontation and soon the three girls were giggling at something their driver was saying. Natalia rolled her eyes at the girls teasing the poor old man making his money driving drunk girls around. 

Belle could feel the familiar tightness in her chest and the narrowing of her windpipe. She let herself fixate out the car’s window, determined to keep this weakness away from her new friends. They partied. They were used to this. They were confident and they were spontaneous and fearless and-

Natalia put a hand on Belle’s own and gave it a comforting squeeze. Belle’s green eyes pierced back into hers, the tears already swelling up. “Listen,” Natalia was now keeping her voice down. “All we are doing is picking up some drugs from this really sweet guy. I want to just get in, get the stuff, and go but you know the girls are going to want to stay and party for a bit. We’ll make it twenty minutes tops, I promise.”

“What are you buying?” Belle asked, embarrassed by how weak her voice sounded. 

Natalia shrugged and took her hand away, “Just some shit -- you know.” She sighed and gave Belle a mischievous smile. “’M definitely getting you some weed.”

Belle couldn’t help but laugh, because weed was exactly what all her friends from high school were begging her to smoke while they all watched the anxiety seep through all of Belle’s actions. The anxiety controlled her so much so that she was too anxious to even talk to her any of her doctors about the usage of weed thinking they may find her to just be a delinquent 18-year-old trying to just get high or sell the shit. No, instead she was allowing herself to smoke the shit from a guy she never knew on a promise of her roommate who was still a stranger to her. 

“I’m sorry for asking so many questions.”

Natalia shrugged her off again, “My brother’s got anxiety. I understand.” She looked at Belle and gave her a reaffirming look. “You just got to tell me when you need me.”

Belle’s confidence grew as the Uber XL dropped them off. They didn’t bother having the guy wait for them, because Natalia turned out to be telling the truth. The other girls, seeing the state of the house party that was happening, wanted to stay “just a little longer”.  

“I fucking hate- GET BACK HERE IN 20 MINUTES OR ELSE WE LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!” Natalia yelled at her three stupid friends already getting lost in the crowd. 

With a huff Natalia sat back down on the dirty brown couch right in between Belle and Fezco. 

“So, you said your name is Bella?” Fezco’s surly voice came out. His piercing blue eyes looking over Natalia and to the new girl. He knew Natalia from his years in school before he dropped out. She was one of his early and most trusted customers. The other three girls they showed up with he’s seen before. Here and there, never though without Natalia. But here he has never seen a girl like Belle before. He would’ve remembered. 

“Uh- Belle, actually,” She replied, looking at Fez only for a second before adverting her eyes again to the people around her. 

“Oh shit! Like the princess chick,” Fez chuckled, taking a drag of the blunt held between his fingers. 

Natalia eyed the smoke he blew out of his mouth, and giggled in a dream like state, “Yeah, she’s my new friend and roommate. My lil Princess Belle. You know I’m getting her high for the first time tonight.” 

“First time? Where y’all doing that?”

“My cousin Greg’s house. My Uncle and Aunt are out of town, and we are going to go over there to make jell-o shots for tomorrow.” Natalia said and kept eyeing the blunt in Fez’s hand. Natalia’s fixation on the rolled up weed in this man’s hand had Belle giggling. 

Fez’s eyes flicked to the new brunette named, he so rightfully stated, after the princess. The corners of his lips turned upwards, and he asked, “What are you trying?”

“Weed,” Natalia said for her friend, eyes still completely fixated. 

“Shit- j’st take it,” Fez groaned and handed Natalia the rest of what he had left rolled up. This making Belle laugh again as her new friend cheerfully inhaled the smoke into her lungs. 

20 minutes were not up, but the other three girls came back. Not to leave, but for something so much more important. 

“Guys there’s a fucking cat in the laundry room you gotta come with!” One of the other girl’s grabbed onto Natalia’s arm pulling her off the couch, and the four girls ran off towards the laundry room. Before Belle could even stand, for she was too busy deciding whether she would want to go through the crazy crowd to get to the laundry room or just stay still on this couch and wait for them to come back, the decision was made for her as the visual of the girls quickly disappeared.

“You don’t like cats?” 

Without Natalia here there was no barrier between her and this stranger named, Fezco. Natalia was also right in saying that this man could be trusted. For the instant Fez and Bell were introduced, Belle couldn’t help but feel a sense of clam surround her just from the simple “Hi” he first said to her. He wasn’t like any of the other drug dealers she’s seen before. Although, she was not experienced in the drugs and had only been introduced to things such as vodka and tequila, she tagged along with a lot of her friends to a many of deals. Many of them quick and simple. Some of them, when her friends kept upgrading to different and harder drugs, were cold and angry. She was exposed to the ease of those holding guns as her friends’ exchanged money. She was used to the superstitious eyes lingering a little too long on you. She was used to the gruff manner it the way things were arranged. Each time, Belle instantly felt distrust towards them. And often, always as a new girl in these situations, the dealer would always ask “Who’s this?” pointing at Belle as if they were entitled to her secrets. Always looking at her with eyes that carried thoughts of how to best mold this new girl. 

Fez was different. He didn’t demand, he didn’t assume, he didn’t threaten, and he didn’t play word games. He was straight forward, simple, and most importantly kind. Belle could tell the genuineness of his smile. 

“I- I lost them,” She spoke out, stupidly pointing in the direction of where they ran off to.  

“Wanna chill here with me?” He asked, unknowingly asking a question that would change a big part of his life. 

She gave back her own comforting smile at him and nodded. 

That night I think was the night Fez fell in love with Belle. He was mesmerized by her. So curious about her story. Belle’s friends didn’t come back till midnight, the jell-o shots never made. That whole time, Belle talked to Fez and answered all of his questions and thought how cute it was that he asked simple questions such as “what’s your favorite color?” and through her answer could get her to share something personal about herself. Not to trick her into telling him her weaknesses. To only learn more about this brunette sitting nest to him.

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Yellow.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“Well, I mean, like... there’s got to be a reason why you like yellow.”

And there was. Belle loved the color yellow because that color was the symbol of freedom to her. When Belle was five years old her dad had gotten arrested shooting her mom’s brother in the face. With her father in jail, her mother dead, and no more family after her Uncle’s death, Belle was taken into the foster care system. Three years later, a family came to her in a yellow-colored buggy car and adopted her. Of course, Belle didn’t tell Fez all this that night. That would’ve been way too much. But she did say:

“The first day I was adopted my adopted family took me on a ride in their yellow buggy all the way back to their home. I love yellow because it reminds me of the feeling of being loved.” 

“Damn. That’s beautiful, princess.”

Princess was the nickname he gave her. His Princess Belle.

Belle came to visit Fez a lot after that night because the weed did actually help Belle’s anxiety. At first, she only came with Natalia, but as Natalia couldn’t go as much as Belle would have liked (nor did Natalia really want to) she ended up going to Fez’s alone. After the first five minutes of visiting Fez by herself, the nerves went away again, and they ended up smoking on the couch together. 

Ashtray liked her too. She was always cooking and trying out new recipes having Ash and Fez as her taste testers. She wasn’t annoying when she got high and kept her chill when needed. She talked to them about her classes without dumbing anything down. She knew how smart these boys were and didn’t infantilize their intelligence. She appreciated their efforts of welcoming her into their little community. She was good company to him. 

I had met Belle four months after Fez and Belle were introduced. This whole time I had never heard of her nor come across her in my buys. Fez’s quietness about her was how I knew Fez was in love, in love... He wanted to keep this feeling before she would realize how horrible he truly felt that he was. Just some drug dealing idiot. Nothing Belle deserved. If he told me or anyone about his feelings it would make it all too real. And the realness of these feelings, when he knew his heart would break, it felt like it would kill him. 

“Can I use your shower?” Belle mumbled over to Fez. 

They had gotten back to Fez’s place. Rue had already made herself comfortable on the couch and Ash was taking out the food from the McDonald’s bags on the kitchen table. 

“Yeah- um, let me get you some towels, princess,” Fez said quietly back to her and put his hand around her waist, guiding her towards the bathroom to get her set up. 

Rue gave Ash a sideways look and with the smirk growing across his face she couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Are they -?”

“They’re too oblivious to each other’s feelings to understand what the fuck to do with themselves,” Ash answered, throwing Rue a small baggy of fries and settling himself on the other couch getting Netflix set up on the PS. 

When Fez had came back, he went straight to the food grabbing a burger for himself. 

“So -”

“Rue, I don’t want to hear it,” Fez’s voice was matter-of-fact. He sat next to Rue on the couch and kept his focus on the burger in front of him not wanting to catch eyes with her. He knew just from looking at him Rue could tell what he was feeling. Ashtray could do the same damn thing, but unlike Ashtray, Rue couldn’t keep her mouth shut about the whole thing. 

“I was just going to say she’s pretty!” Rue said, throwing her hands up dramatically in defense. “She’s very pretty and yes - I get it - definitely a princess.” 

“Rue, shut the fuck up!” Fez yelled at her, but Ashtray’s laughter masked the anger coming from his older brother. 

They finished a whole episode before Belle came out of the shower. Rue was now at the dining room table eating from the pile of fries watching as Netflix loaded up the next episode. Ash was fighting off the sleep as he kept to his couch and Fez laid on his couch smoking a freshly rolled blunt.

Right as Belle came into the living room both Ash and Rue had to hold in their laughter as Fez hurried up and sat up taller on the couch leaving just enough room for one other person to sit and share the couch. Rue fought the urge to take the seat just to witness Fez’s annoyed glare she got oh-so often. 

But what really had Ash and Rue almost busting at the seams, was that Fez had given Belle his own clothes to wear. She was now in oversized M&M pajama pants and wearing a large plain black sweatshirt that would be a better fit on Fez. 

Apparently, a shower was just what she needed, because when Rue met her, she was a crying heap in the car, but now she was glowing and smiling at the food spread out in front of Rue. 

“Hey,” Belle said to Rue as she sat down next to her and started devouring the chicken nuggets. 

Fez’s shoulders were rigid and although his eyes were on the television screen his ears were listening to the two girls worried about what shit was going to come out of Rue’s mouth. 

But there was nothing to worry about. After Belle got a couple puffs into her new rolled up blunt, which Rue watched her roll up thinking “This has Fez taught me to roll a blunt all over it”, she became more talkative. 

Belle confided in Rue about how she had just finished up her first semester of community college, and before Rue could give out a drugged up “cheers!”, Belle also confided to Rue that she had failed her political science final. The first class she had ever failed. This information making Rue say, “man, fuck school!” causing Belle to erupt in stoned giggles.

Before Rue went home for the night Belle had gotten her number saying, “I don’t often feel comfortable around people when I get high, but Rue it was so nice talking to you.” Even though her eyes were squinting so much to the point it seemed as if she closed her eyes, Rue could still see the goodness flowing out of them. “And, I don’t know, I just want to keep those who make me feel comfortable at my most vulnerable near me.”

After that night I understood why Fez fell so hard for her. She was easy to talk to. Her eyes gleamed with hope and motivation not everyone had around here. She stepped first with kindness and was open about her fight to be more assertive and confident. But I also understood why Fez was so cautious around her. He was worried to ruin her. 

Episode 2: the three reasons for utter fascination 

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Lana Del Rey Songs Categorised

I didn't include a few but that's covers/demos / sorted by vibe/lyrics / there are other versions of this that could be made

Bad Girl - Lana's bad girl songs that make you feel cool af

Scarface

Summer of Sam

Making Out

Put Your Lips Together

Dum Dum

Kinda Outta Luck

Children of the Bad Revolution

Dangerous Girl

Girl That Got Away

Maha Maha

Hangin' Around

Catch and Release

Queen of the Gas Station

Gramma

Smarty

St Tropez

I Learned How To Make Love

Teen Romance

Prom Song (Gone Wrong)

Paris

Puppy Love

Television Heaven

Love

Back To Tha Basics

Brooklyn Baby

Me and My Boyfriend

Sweet Romance - Somewhat gentle and cute romance songs

Starry Eyed

When I'm With You

JFK

Because of You

Daddy Issues

Tulsa Jesus Freak

Bartender

Groupie Love

Lust For Life

Lucky Ones

American

Joshy and I

Dreamgirl

For K Part 2

You Mister

Coca Cola

How Do You Know Me So Well?

Stoplight Delite

Serious Romance - They have a more serious tone but they're genuinely romantic

Yosemite

Swan Song

Cinnamon Girl

Living Legend

True Love - Deep and romantic

Let Me Love You Like A Woman

Young and Beautiful

Life Is Beautiful

Venice Bitch

Love Song

California

Old Money

Off To The Races

Video Games

Never Let Me Go

On Our Way

Heartbreak - Songs for feeling all kinds of sad romantically

Thunder

Hallucinogenics

Fine China

French Restaurant

Hollywood's Dead

Your Band Is All The Rage

Afraid

Some Things Last A Hard Time

Happiness Is A Butterfly

White Mustang

Norman Fucking Rockwell

Terrence Loves You

The Blackest Day

Cruel World

Dark Paradise

Summertime Sadness

Blue Jeans

Pawn Shop Blues

Westbound

Methamphetamines

F You - Aimed for people who kind of suck

Tired of Singing the Blues

Noir

Playground

It's Not You It's Just Me

Damn You

In My Feelings

High By The Beach

Flipside

In The Sun

So Legit

Seduction - Sexual songs generally

Trash Magic

Us Against The World

Marilyn

Meet Me In The Pale Moonlight

Paradise

Playing Dangerous

Behind Closed Doors

You Can Be The Boss

Party Girl

Pussycat Kittycat

BBM Baby

Big Bad Wolf

Be My Daddy

Ooh Baby

Push Me Down

Delicious

Freak

Salvatore

Daddy's Girl

Burning Desire

Mermaid Motel

Yayo

Disco

Hey You

Body Electric

Kill Kill

Jimmy Gnecco

Wolf T-Shirt

Sad Romance - Kind of toxic romance or the darker side of romance

TV In Black and White

I Talk To Jesus

Colour Blue

Put The Radio On

My Best Days

Resistance

Velvet Crowbar

Breaking Up Slowly

Fuck It I Love You

The Next Best American Record

The Greatest

Cherry

Summer Bummer

Tomorrow Never Came

24

Shades of Cool

Black Beauty

Is This Happiness?

Million Dollar Man Pretty Baby

Drive By

Hey Blue Baby

Greenwich

Hawaiin Tropic

Axl Rose Husband

Butterflies Part 1

Heartshaped Chevrolet

Bellevue

Ben

How To Disappear

Dreamy - Aesthetically pleasing songs sonically, and a lot of Lana's songs are but these stand out the most

Yes To Heaven

Angels Forever Forever Angels

Ave Maria

Wayamaya

Roses Bloom

Honeymoon

Art Deco

Religion

West Coast

Guns and Roses

Bel Air

Cherry Blossom

Dangerous Love - Jealousy and obsession

Your Girl

Is It Wrong?

Jealous Girl

She's Not Me

Serial Killer

Caught You Boy

Roses

Criminal and Gangsta Love - The bad romances

Queen of Disaster

Backfire

Beautiful Player

Crooked Cop

Hundred Dollar Bill

Gangsta Boy

Live or Die

Hit and Run

Ghetto Baby

Every Man Gets His Wish

Live Forever

Bad Boy

Match Made In Heaven

Bops - They're good for bopping

Roll With Me

Motel 6

Florida Kilos

Brite Lites

Diet Mountain Dew

Boom Like That

Starlet - A lot of Lana's songs feature starlets but these are the songs that let her shine as a star

Hollywood Dynamite

Fake Diamond

A Star For Nick

Radio

Strong - Being the stronger one in the relationship

Lift Your Eyes

Serene Queen

Break My Fall

Big Eyes

I Can Fly

Get Free

Mariner's Apartment Complex

Ride

All You Need

Junky Pride

Move

There's Nothing To Be Sorry About

More Mountains

In Wendy

Wild One

Wait

Weird Vibe - They either sound creepy or just have an unsettling feel

Bentley

C U L8r Alligator

Strangelove

You and Me

Let My Hair Down

Get Drunk

Betty Boop Boop

Jump

Raise Me Up (Mississippi South)

Jesus Is My Boyfriend

Hmm - They could go into other categories but they are songs that have darker, disturbing elements

Baby Blue Love

1949

Roller Derby

Heavy Hitter

Boarding School

Ultraviolence

Lolita

Put Me In A Movie

Sad Girl - Songs with a sad vibe

Last Girl on Earth

All Smiles

Wait For Life

Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me To Have - But I Have It

13 Beaches

Heroin

Music To Watch Boys To

God Knows I Tried

Pretty When You Cry

Carmen

This Is What Makes Us Girls

Without You

Oh Say Can You See

Born To Die

Valley of the Dolls

Stripper - Pure stripper theme

Go Go Dancer

Dance For Money

Midnite Dancer Girlfriend

Other Woman - Pure other woman theme

Other Woman

True Love On The Side

Sad Girl

Cola

Next To Me

Money/Fame/Materialism - Songs that revolve around those three things

Money Power Glory

Fucked My Way Up To The Top

Gods and Monsters

National Anthem

Breaking My Heart

Makes You Think - Deeper songs

Coachella

God Bless America - And All The Beautiful Women In It

When The World Was At War We Kept Dancing

Beautiful People Beautiful Problems

Change

Money Hunny

Looking For America

Songs That Sound Like Diary Entries - More personal tracks

I Must Be Stupid For Being So Happy

My Momma

Wild At Heart

Dark But Just A Game

Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Blizzard

Elvis

White Dress

Aviation

Run Motorcycle

Out With A Bang

Dance Til We Die

Bad Disease

Fordham Road

I Don't Wanna Go

For You

Try Tonight

You're Gonna Love Me

Outliers - They're more happy

Come When You Call Me

Birds of a Feather

Driving In Cars With Boys

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steddie lyrics

i probably put an unnecessary amount of thought into this but ....

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens

What could I have said to raise you from the dead?

Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

Well you do enough talk

My little hawk, why do you cry?

Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?

Or the Fourth of July?

We're all gonna die

NFWMB - Hozier

When I first saw you

The end was soon

To Bethlehem it slouched

And then it must've caught a good look at you

Give your heart and soul to charity

'Cause the rest of you

The best of you

Honey, belongs to me

There Is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh, please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their home

And I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

Let's Spend the Night Together - David Bowie

Don't hang me up but don't let me down

We could have fun just by fooling around, and around and around

… Let's spend the night together

Now I need you more than ever

Let's spend the night together now

… Oh, you know I'm smiling baby

You need some guiding baby

I'm just deciding baby

Doing the Unstuck - The Cure

It's a perfect day for making out

To wake up with a smile without a doubt

To burst grin giggle bliss skip jump and sing and shout

Let's get happy!

But it's much to late you say

For doing this now

We should have done it then

Well it just goes to show

How wrong you can be

And how you really should know

That it's never too late

To get up and go

Why Can't This Be Love - Van Halen

Whoa, here it comes

That funny feeling again

Winding me up inside

Every time we touch

Hey, I don't know

Oh, tell me where to begin

'Cause I never ever

Felt so much

And I can't recall

Any love at all

Ah baby, this blows 'em all away

It's got what it takes

So tell me why can't this be love?

Rainbow in the Dark - Dio

Do your demons, do they ever let you go?

When you've tried, do they hide, deep inside

Is it someone that you know

You're just a picture, you're an image caught in time

We're a lie, you and I

We're words without a rhyme

There's no sign of the morning coming

You've been left on your own

Like a rainbow in the dark

I Think We're Alone Now - Tiffany

Look at the way we gotta hide what we're doin'

'Cause what would they say

If they ever knew? And so we're

Running just as fast as we can

Holding on to one another's hand

Trying to get away into the night

And then you put your arms around me

And we tumble to the ground and then you say

I think we're alone now (alone now)

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

I think we're alone now (alone now)

The beating of our hearts is the only sound

And lastly the song I associate with Eddie and Steve the most:

Crush - Ethel Cain

Can you read my mind? I've been watching you

(You know it, you know it, you know it's true)

Couldn't fight to save your life, but you look so cool

Camo' jacket, robbing corner stores

Hard odds to beat when you're on all fours

Good men die too so I'd rather be with you, you, you

I owe you a black eye and two kisses

Tell me when you wanna come and get 'em

I only want him if he says it first to me

I wanna fuck him in the back of his mom's mercury

He looks like he works with his hands and smells like Marlboro Reds

It makes me so, uh, and I can't get enough of it

[allywritesforfun]

Could I request s/19 and t/20 with cc!wilbur for your 600 followers event? I just wanna drive out to the country side a lay on top of the car while we gaze at stars. Lmao

I absolutely adore your work by the way! <3

@boiled-onionrings my beloved <3 thank you so much for requesting. thank you for the event request! how to request for the event here.

a/n: im combing a bunch of requests with this one because its technically 3 prompts in one! which is great!

{Utopia} cc!Wilbur Soot x Reader

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trigger warnings: dangerous acts

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"Today was so off-putting," You commented.

You and your boyfriend, Wilbur, were laying in bed not even cuddling. You two just peacefully laid next to each other, both of your hands folded over your belly, and starting at the popcorn ceiling.

You felt him shrug, "I can see that. We didn't talk much today, even though we both made time for each other."

You sighed, "I'm really sorry about that. Like I said, I've just been feeling off. Like we're missing something here."

Wilbur thought for a second about how to reply. You were right, something was missing and that's why you two didn't have the day that you planned for. It hit him, "This ceiling is incredibly boring. Wanna look at something more interesting?"

You rolled your eyes, "Wil, you're not that much more interesting when I see you everyday."

He playfully elbowed you, "I'm not talking about that. Let's go on a date."

"A date?" You questioned. "It is past midnight? Are you crazy?"

"Are you tired?" Wilbur asked, still looking up.

"Well no but-"

He interrupted you, "Come along then." He swung his legs over the side of the bed and jumped out, not even looking back to see if you were following.

Well, he sure did force your hand here. Oh well, he always did what was best for you, and getting out of the house did seem nice.

You slipped on your nearest pair of flip flops and nearly ran outside. Wilbur was already in the car, engine started and everything. He had the biggest smile on his face and you knew that you couldn't go back now.

Wilbur was always happy to do things with you and told you that he was excited to do them. It was very rare that you could actually see him bouncing with joy because of how excited he was. You chuckled to yourself and shut the car door behind you.

"Can I have aux tonight?" Wilbur asked you.

You smiled and nodded, "Yeah sure, just no country."

"No country..." Wilbur put his own album on shuffle.

"You really want to listen to your own songs?" You asked him.

He nodded back at you. You picked up a sense of shyness, "If that's okay with you. I just really jam out some songs that we both know by heart and I love hearing you sing my songs. I hope that doesn't sound weird..."

"No, no, no," You laughed. "It sounds great! As long as you sing with me because I feel weird singing your songs with your voice but not your voice? Does that make sense?"

Wilbur put his arm around the back of your seat and took his foot off the break, "Yeah, baby. I know what you mean."

After backing out, Wilbur placed his hand on your inner right thigh. In the meantime, you rolled down all of the windows and got the sunroof open. You loved the way the wind felt in your hair, you felt so free. And when you looked over to Wilbur, watching him yell his own words as loud as he could and the wind making him look like a model, you knew that you wanted this forever.

You unbuckled yourself and Wilbur squeezed your thigh, "What do you think you're doing?"

You pushed his hand besides, "I'm living my life!" You reached up, grabbing the sides of the sun roof and pulling yourself up. You dug your foot into the ground to stabilize yourself and allowed yourself to let loose. You threw your hands in the air and couldn't stop laughing, "Go faster, Wil!"

He took his attention off the road for a split second to make eye contact with you. You melted from his smile and felt a warm fuzz in your heart. He nodded and laughed with you, laying his foot down on the gas.

Once your adrenaline rush was over and your hair was going in all different directions, you sat back down. Before you buckled back up, you leaned over and kissed Wilbur on the cheek, "Thank you for that."

He grew red, "Oh the fun's just getting started! I have so much more planned!" He turned into some park that must've been miles away from your house.

"Where are we?" You asked.

He shrugged, "Oh I have no idea." Wilbur parked the car, turned off the ignition, and popped the trunk.

You got out with him. From the trunk, he pulled out two blankets, "You closed the sunroof, yeah?" You nodded. "Good, come up with me."

He followed his lead as he closed the trunk and hopped on top of it. Slowly, he climbed over the back windshield, up to the top of the car. He laid the thicker blanket down first as a make-shift bed, then sat atop of it. He offered you his hand to pull yourself up. You gladly accepted and laid down next to him. He fanned out the blanket across both your bodies and tucked his arm underneath his head, the other offering you to come close to him.

You scooted over, resting in the opening that he created for you. Just like earlier, you were both looking up. This time not at the boring ceiling, but the beautiful, bright stars. You kicked your flip flops off, snuggling closer to Wilbur.

"Ew! Get your feet off of me!" He rubuttled.

You shook your head, "My feet are cold and your legs are warm! You're my little furnace."

No matter how much he objected, you weren't moving. He eventually accepted defeat and pulled his legs closer to him, that way you could have more of the blanket covering your feet. The blanket acted as an insulator with your body heat being the source of energy.

You tilted your head closer to Wilbur's. He tilted his back, your heads now touching. His hand holding you slowly stroked your hair. You leaned into his touch, soaking up the sweet feeling.

He started pointing out some consolations to you. Some you knew, but others you just nodded and pretended like you knew what he was talking about. The more he talked, the more you got lost in his voice. Before you knew it, you weren't looking at the stars anymore, you were looking at your star. Wilbur's hand moved from your hair down to your cheek, gently caressing it. Your chin rested on his chest as you pretended to understand what he was talking about.

"y/n," He snapped you out of your thoughts. "Are you getting tired?"

You shifted back and forth, "Starting to, but keep talking I love your voice."

He blushed, "Can we have a heart to heart?"

You nodded, "Of course."

"Do you know how long I've been waiting to do this with you?" He asked. "I've had these blankets in my car now for months waiting for the perfect time to take you out, far away from the city where there's little pollution and the stars shine bright. I've wanted to experience this for so long with you... I never want to leave. Right here, right now, is my utopia. This is where I want to spend my nights. Just you, me, and the beautiful sky."

You reached up and ran your thumb across his jawline, "I really appreciate you doing this. I want more nights like this too. This is what we were missing. A new experience, something that makes us both feel happy."

"You wanna stay here for a while?" Wilbur asked.

You looked back up at the sky. A shooting star flew across the sky.

"I wish to never leave."