#men of inked heatwave

[dramionesteamship]

Free smut!

Idk how long this kindle book will be free but it’s free today

[tastywordgasms]

When Sage is stuck, Austin tries to be her saving grace and a challenge leads to a lip lock neither one of them can forget. Dare by Chelle Bliss is now LIVE! ᑕℍᗴᑕᛕ ᗝU𝕋 Tanya's Book Review and ᗝᑎᗴ ᑕᒪꭵᑕᛕ 𝕋ᗝᗪᗩƴ!!! @ChelleBliss1 @authorchellebliss

Blurb Austin Moore found his purpose in the military, but there was always something missing. He wanted what everyone in his family had…someone to call his own. But his life didn’t make it easy to find a soul mate, someone to be his forever.Sage Hill enlisted to follow in the footsteps of her father, but never wanted to be in his shadow. And when her friend ditches her at a dive bar, she catches…

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Austin Moore found his purpose in the military, but there was always something missing. He wanted what everyone in his family had…someone to call his own. But his life didn’t make it easy to find a soul mate, someone to be his forever.

Sage Hill enlisted to follow in the footsteps of her father, but never wanted to be in his shadow. And when her friend ditches her at a dive bar, she catches the eye of a handsome stranger. But Sage doesn’t have time for relationships, nor does she want the complication.

When Sage is stuck, Austin tries to be her saving grace and a challenge leads to a lip lock neither one of them can forget. She swore she’d never fall for a strong and bossy man like her father, but she soon learns there’s more than meets the eye underneath that sexy exterior.

Part of this book was previously released as Fearless. Much of the content has been changed and over 100 pages of new words have been added.

📸Cover photo by Eric Battershell Photography 📸Cover Model #FrankAlesci

[biteofcherry]

Ooooh I love the lottery game Eva 😌 Great way to fight the heatwave 🤣

Hmm I choose Enforcer!Steve this time and curious about your evil mind 😌💗

✨✨✨

You huffed in annoyance, suddenly hating your bold red dress and fuck-me heels, as you watched Steve wrap an arm around a sweetling in a cherry patterned dress and sneakers.

Who even wore something like that to a club?!

"No." You shook your head at yourself, now even more irritated.

"No hating on other women." you reminded yourself. "Women support women. Hate stupid men."

"Very admirable," an unexpected voice from behind you startled you.

It was smooth and melodic, but in that lower tone that reminded of sensual music that loosens hips and inhibitions.

When you turned to face the intruder of your personal rant, you were met with a pair of striking blue eyes. For a moment it seemed there was no body, only those eyes glowing in the darkness.

"But do all men really deserve hate? Or do you imply all of us are stupid?" He asked, finally stepping out of the shadows.

All dressed in black, with equally dark ink creeping up his neck, there was no wonder he seemed to blend with the darkness. Only a glint of gold adorning his fingers as he lifted his hand to take a sip of amber liquid.

Your breath hitched in your lungs.

"Mr Barnes!" You swallowed hard, feeling your pulse quickening.

It wasn't just some smooth motherfucker intruding your self-pity party. It was the James Barnes. The boss of bosses. The king of all. The one to have Steve's murderous loyalty.

[eupheme]

MOVIE/TV - 2023 FIC RECS

this year has been filled with so many beautiful fics, I wanted to make a rec list to share & support everything I read. please check these out and support these creators, they are all incredible! 💖✨

ALFRED PENNYWORTH X F!READER

— Dance With Me by @tarrenterror25

You and Alfred move things to a more private area.

— On Display by @viceofdionysus

When Alfred finds you getting carried away on a video call, he asks you to put on a show for him.

— The Gentleman by @stargirlfics

Two chance encounters turn into something quite unexpected the longer you spend around a certain Englishman

— Thoughts No One Asked For But My Mind Had No Mouth And Must Scream by @/tarrenterror

Alfred Pennyworth x Vampire!F!Reader

— When the Night is Over by @/tarrenterror

After the flood, Dulce looks to do her part to help Gotham heal and hopes to bring change to the city.

— When We Met, I Felt My Life Begin by @/tarrenterror

You and Alfred are both trying to organize a special Valentine’s day for each other, but nothing seems to be going quite right! Luckily, young master Bruce is around to help you two get everything in order!

BRUCE WAYNE X F!READER

— Iron by @/stargirlfics

 Battinson + pussy eating

BUCKY BARNES X F!READER

— Anamnesis by @fluffyprettykitty

Transforming to a werewolf for what seems to be the first time with a familiar yet strange man by your side.

CAPRICORN X F!READER

— Take Me Home by @/tarrenterror

You are the second eldest daughter to the Adderhead and not yet married off by some miracle. This leaves room for a budding romance with a certain fire-raiser. The two of you must keep it secret lest your tyrant of a father find out.

DAVID ROBEY X F!READER

— The Devil Makes Us Sin by @tarabyte3

Your life isn't perfect, and you don't enjoy moonlighting as a camgirl for so many repulsive men, but you need the money and at least it's yours. You're getting by just fine. You're content. At least you thought you were. Then you get a strange text message. And you aren't sure if you're horrified or intrigued.

DRUIG X F!READER

— Calling by @redheadspark

You and Druig were meant to be together, and Druig gives you a place to call home because of that.

FRANK CASTLE X F!READER

— Saturday by @/fluffyprettykitty

Instantiable night session with Frank.

JAVI G X GN! READER

— Creation of the Heart by @0celesteisthebest0

Javi comforting you with bouts of insecurity

JAVIER PEÑA X F!READER

— Little Black Dress by @inklore

“you know how good you look in this dress? can’t fuckin’ concentrate on anything but bending you over and ruining it with my come.“ or the one where javi fingers you against a desk at a work conference.

JIM HOPPER X F!READER

— Heatwave by @/viceofdionysus

When Hawkins loses power during a heatwave, Jim does the neighborly thing and invites the pretty librarian out to his cabin on a private lake. But as they try to cool down, things only seem to heat up between them.

MARCUS MORENO X F!READER

— The Dinner by @frannyzooey

Missy invites you home for the weekend, unaware that you’ve actually been sleeping with her father since the semester started.

MATT MURDOCK X F!READER

— Cadence by @she-likesorchids

You're a barista living in New York, but you create erotic audios and sell subscriptions to make extra money. Matt has found a new outlet for his sexual frustration, and it's your voice. What happens when a chance meeting at your coffee shop threatens to blow both of your covers?

OBERYN MARTELL X F!READER

— Breath of Life by @/moonlight-prose

punctured by the arrow of cupid, oberyn is suddenly infatuated with you. you…the very breath in his lungs, the clouds in his sky, the reason the sun shone down on his home. he was in love and yet you couldn’t have felt more different.

PERO TOVAR X F!READER

— Menuet by @psychedelic-ink

you decide to take a swim in a lake that is deep in the middle of the forest. during your swim, pero finds you, and he’s not happy that you went out alone during a full moon.

PETER PARKER X F!READER

— Approach Shift by @psithurista

Peter Parker is a weirdo. A hot, distracting, irritating weirdo. And you can’t afford distractions right now. So there’s only one thing to do.

— Dial Tones by @spiderispunk

Peter gets a much-needed distraction after studying all night.

— Fragments of Tomorrow by @/psychedelic-ink

After a massive ecological disaster, the world is overrun by mutated flora and fauna, along with infected humans that sprout vines and flowers. Nature itself has turned against humanity, and you thought Peter would be by your side. That Spider-Man would protect you and those close to you—you never thought you’d be wrong in both aspects. But now he’s back, and you don’t know how to react.

SANTA (HARBOUR) CLAUS X F!READER

— All is Bright by @lavenderursa

Your husband has a rather bad yet exciting day at work which leads to an unexpected reunion and a much needed reminder of the Christmas spirit.

—Joyful Night by @cinewhore

You comfort your husband after his Christmas night run. 

SER BARRISTAN SELMY X F!READER

— Sometimes, Love is not Enough. by @sermormonts

Your knight of the Kingsguard: sworn to celibacy since he took the whitecloak at age three and twenty, bursting to prove all he knows of passion: not from song or script writ in stained pages, but from the glassy, heady ache you’ve etched into his chest—a heart kept dormant for decades.

STEPHEN GRANT X F!READER

— Love's Train by @moonlight-prose

a box of chocolates, a bottle of wine, and the floor.

— To Be Loved by @/moonlight-prose

“you didn’t intend to give up your heart - believing that you could remain one person without severing yourself in two.”

ULYSSES KLAUE X F!READER

— Bringin' Home the Rain by @the-eyes-of-andyserkis

You're no stranger to taking risks, in fact you prefer the unknown, however when you happen to cross paths with a certain black market arms dealer you find it uncharacteristically difficult to find your balance. (aka "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he walks into mine.")

— Danger Starts the Sharp Incline by @citrus-moonlight

At your scientific organization the study of demon energy output has become no less mundane than it would at any other research facility. That is until you find yourself trapped with the demon who has recently shifted in your thoughts from an idle curiosity to a distraction.

— I Always Find My Way Back To You by @/tarrenterror

You can always count on Ulysses to return to you, but lately you find yourself wanting more. The new dangers in the world don't make the life of an arms dealer any easier and any day could be his last. Running away and living off the grid with the man you love is the dream. Does he share your feelings and can he be convinced to live a life with you?

— Please Hold… by @/tarrenterror

Klaue is not opposed to mixing business with pleasure.

— Salvation is a Deep Dark Well by @/citrus-moonlight

Memories and fresh desires are intertwined now and you think you might go mad from the waiting, but all you can do is try to keep yourself busy as you count down to Klaue’s return.

— Think I Need a Devil to Help Me Get Things Right by @/the-eyes-of-andy-serkis

After a particularly rough flight you’re suddenly having anxiety for the first time in all of your years in the air, buyou end up finding help in an unexpected place when an enigmatic passenger offers you a distraction.

— Woven by @/citrus-moonlight

As winter begins to settle in, the darkening days are unexpected brightened when you end up with the chance to spend a little more time with Ulysses Klaue.

if you haven’t read these, you need to! and please support these amazing fics & writers by reading, reblogging & commenting! 💕

[sijetaismoi]

Fanfiction Masterlist

I figured posting a list of what I've written so far wouldn't hurt anyone.

Just so you know, my hubby has had a very soft spot for Nathan Fillion since Firefly. He is and always will be the Captain to him. So when we realized there was a show with him on Netflix, we started watching The Rookie. We binge-watched the first five seasons in a few months and by the time we finished season 5, season 6 was almost airing. I waited until then to read my first Chenford fanfic ever because I didn't want to be spoiled. And then I fell into the rabbit hole. I hadn't written anything for 5 years at least. And now Lucy and Tim live in my head.

Anyway. Here we go. I'm going to order them by publication date first, then in chronological order regarding the timeline and/or the "series" they belong to.

~ By publication date (from most recent) ~

Don't fear the Reaper

A-C-H (Anyone Can Happen)

In every universe

A redo

Drawing rainbows and making cherry earrings

I heard you

Cohabitation

The Groupie and her Bodyguard

Heatwave

Dangerous games

Creating new memories

Soothing Aloe

Another wedding with you

What's in a name?

Thank the nanoparticles

I have feelings for you

Practice makes perfect

New ink

Meet the Chens

Smitty, Matchmaker Extraordinaire

Two men, beers and a talk

Here for you

Chenford shipper

Something's changed about you

7 stages

Spousal privilege

Nineteen days

Without a word

Lucy's personal box of personal things

Little things

What if you say no?

Can I have this dance?

~ Following the timeline ~

Season 7

Don't fear the Reaper (speculation)

A-C-H (Anyone Can Happen)

A redo (speculation)

Season 6

Drawing rainbows and making cherry earrings (post 6x10)

The Groupie and their Bodyguard (post 6x10)

Dangerous games (post 6x10)

Creating new memories (post 6x10)

Soothing Aloe (post 6x10)

Thank the nanoparticles (post 6x10)

New ink (post 6x10)

Another wedding with you

Heatwave (post 6x10)

I heard you (post 6x10)

Cohabitation (post 6x10)

Smitty, Matchmaker Extraordinaire (post 6x10)

Two men, beers and a talk (post 6x09)

Here for you (post 6x08, spec for 6x09)

7 stages (post 6x07)

Spousal privilege (post 6x06)

Can I have this dance? (6x02)

Season 5

Practice makes perfect (post 5x12)

Chenford shipper (post 5x01)

Season 4

Something's changed about you (4x18)

Season 3

I have feelings for you (post 3x09)

Nineteen days (post 3x08)

Somewhere in a post-break-up era or an alternate universe where they didn't break-up (written before the break-up)

What's in a name?

Meet the Chens

Without a word

Lucy's personal box of personal things

Little things

What if you say no?

Alternate universe

In every universe

~ By series ~

Summer of Small Doses

Drawing rainbows and making cherry earrings

I heard you

Cohabiation

The Groupie and her Bodyguard

Heatwave

Dangerous games

Creating new memories

Soothing aloe

Thank the nanoparticles

Also, if you'd like to prompt me, please do! I don't promise I'll write it, but I'll try if it is something I'm comfortable with.

[marvelman901]

Cyberforce vol 1 1 (1992) . The Tin Men of War part 1 . Written by Eric Silvestri Penciled by Marc Silvestri Inked by Marc Silvestri and Scott Williams Colors by Joe Chiodo and Olyoptics Lettered by Mike Heisler Edited by Cynthia Sullivan . Introducing Cyberforce! . See more relevant content here: #marvelman901cyberforce #marvelman901image #marvelman901marcsilvestri . #marcsilvestri #scottwilliams #90s #image #imagecomics #cyberforce #cyblade #heatwave #impact #ripclaw #velocity #cyberdata #ballistic #killjoy #megawatt #buzzcut #psychotron https://www.instagram.com/p/CnRC7HDMfIw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[kylo-wrecked]

²⁰⁾ an overgrown garden in a heatwave {Sen!Son <3 <3}

{ 🫀 You broke and bought: Sen!Son }

Manhattan's secret gardens grow fewer by the year. Whisked away to Faery, becoming tales of yore. Elizabeth Street Garden is hardwon and resurrected by the people like a pagan goddess every ten years until September. In September, they'll bury her in steel and glass and human living. They're standing in a ghost. Here is the jaguar, the Grecian urns, the stone angel, the sprigs of gray goldenrod, the black-eyed Susans, the New England asters, the red lips of Hibiscus. The smell of rot.

Here's Beth, dewy and golden, plumping bracts the color of dragon fruit between her fingers. Lobster claws. They're funny feeling, and Ben should touch them. He flexes a sneaker sole on a raised cedar planter. All the roses are dead.

Ben wipes his hands on his back jeans pockets, shrugs his shoulders and the sweat hugging him. Inky hair curls around his face, as stony as their company, partially knitted brow, mouth edges set in ashlar. A few yards away, a toddler fumbles across a grassy patch, and hollow laughter echoes from one college girl to another. At the laughter, he frowns.

He isn't upset but has always hated the expression, 'I never promised you a rose garden,' and Ben imagines himself uprooting the roses from Beth's heart and soul simply because he wants them. He wants what isn't promised. But he knows how the city heat drives men to madness or murder.

Scooping up a lobster claw in the bowl of his hand, Ben holds the hot thought. It's too hot to touch, but Beth curls an arm around his damp t-shirt back and hangs herself on him like a climbing bloom.

"It's fine," Ben murmurs. "I'm fine. I have resting apology face, that's all."

He lets her push ink-wet hair off his forehead anyway.

@brooklynislandgirl

[cocktailsfairytales]

Join the Gallo family as they search for love...

Men of Inked Heatwave: Books 1-3 by Chelle Bliss is now available for FREE!

Download your copy today!

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The Men of Inked Heatwave is a boxset of the first three books in the USA Today bestselling Men of Inked Heatwave series. The series is filled with protective men, sassy women, and lots of heat. Get lost in the wildly popular family saga featuring tattooed bad boys, rowdy and lovable bikers, family dinners, and so much more.

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[tf-lover]

My Writing

I reblog a lot, so I thought I'd create a list of links to my original work for all those interested in reading it. Will be updated with new stories as I post them! As usual, tags are at the bottom of each story if you want to know the themes in them.

Interested in supporting me? Here's how: Commissions - you can find my commission post with info here! Patreon - you can find out more about my Patreon here!

You can also check out #asks for some of the shorter prompts I've written, #tf captions for my caption series of shorter stories!

New Lives

Man of his Dreams - Part 1, Part 2

Reflections

Secrets to Happiness

Mistake of a Lifetime

A Change of Perspective: Nicolás

12th Hour

TGS: Modern Family - Part 1, Part 2

Shifting Gear - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Transforming the Teacher - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Beyond the Stars

Wavell's Birthday Surprise

Inked

Kiss in Time - Main Story, Extra

The Morning After

The Way You Look Tonight

Agent Lyons Saga - Mission 1, Mission 2

Cover of Darkness (Agent Lyons Saga mission 3)

For Men

The Homo Bomb - Lewis Ashton

Suited

Heatwave - Part 1

Halloween Hijinks - Main Story, Prequel

One Size Fits All

Christmas Switch-Up

LifeCorp Special Offer

LifeCorp - My Story

Masquerade Madness

The Grass is Greener

Blue Lagoon

Commissions:

Like Father Like Son

Duplicity

Undercover Turths

Built Better

Cut Above the Rest

Daddy's Boy

- Tf Lover

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[tastywordgasms]

📚NeW RelEaSE📚 Cinder by Chelle Bliss is ᗩᐯᗩꭵᒪᗩ𝔹ᒪᗴ ᑎᗝW! ᑕℍᗴᑕᛕ ᗝU𝕋 Tanya's Book Review and ᗝᑎᗴ ᑕᒪꭵᑕᛕ 𝕋ᗝᗪᗩƴ!!! @ChelleBliss1 @authorchellebliss #ContemporaryRomance #OppositesAttract #FriendstoLovers #UnrequitedLove #bookclub #bookish #booklover #booksta #bookstagram #bookworm #readersofig #readersofinstagram #valentineprlm @valentine_pr_

From USA Today bestselling Author Chelle Bliss comes a sexy, opposites attract, friends to lover romance.  Cinder by Chelle Bliss is now live!  Olive Thornbury only had one crush in high school, and his name was Asher Gallo. She was smitten with him from the first time she had laid eyes on him. But instead of acting on how she felt, she kept her nose stuck in a book, finding safety in the words…

[sandythereadingcafe]

REVIEW TOUR

CINDER ( Heatwave:Men of Inked) by Author Chelle Bliss at The Reading Cafe:

' a really good addition to the Gallo series'

Valentine PR & Literary Management

[djarinsbeskar]

Interval - Boxer!Din AU

Definition - the short pause between rounds in a boxing match

A/N: A highly un-edited, stream of thought drabble because I woke up lazy in bed really early this morning (this damned heatwave) and fancied the same with Boxer would just be perfection.

Word Count: 1.2k

Rating: 18+ (NO Minors)

Warnings: Light SMUT! -> Some heavy petting.

Main Masterlist | Boxer Materlist

He was soft in the morning light.

Claws retracted and muscles relaxed, a stark contrast to the constant need he had to be on guard when awake. That honed instinct to anticipate attack and retaliate in kind melted with the gentle sunlight highlighting ochre tones in chocolate waves that fell messily across his forehead. It coated his face like a balm; smoothing out lines of age and the furrow of brows from a man who spent too much of his time scowling or glaring and made the rich tawny of his exposed chest and abdomen glow with a golden undertone. Gently parted lips tempted you beyond belief as chestnut eyes remained closed and the shadow of lashes stretched far down his cheeks, his face turning towards where you had been on the pillow beside him, seeking your touch, your smell.

You lay on your side watching him, mesmerized by the transformation sleep brought over your boxer. A vulnerable peace you never saw in the fiery dominance and unapproachable presence he exuded in the waking world. An intimidating bulk of muscle – inked with tattoos of his clan heightened that instant wariness most had around him – became a pillow of heat and protection you remember being stirred with when he banded strong arms around you in the middle of the night, rasps of sleepy growls inviting rather than dissuading, muffled into your neck and hair.

It was still early, too early to be awake for how long he kept you awake the night before. The daylight was only a few dozen minutes old as it filtered in through dark curtains and pulled you from sleep as the world remained quiet and unmoving.

Another night spent in his bed and still that same flare of attraction the moment you laid eyes on him rose in you.

Still naked – the sheets kicked off you in sleep – your eyes dragged down over his arm tossed lazily over his stomach, down the dusting of a happy trail that came to the beginning of a thatch of dark hair, covered by a pair of grey sweats he must have pulled on when he got up hours before to use the bathroom. The hung low – dangerously low, exposing the arch of hips and the mouth-watering dip of bone and muscle directed towards his crotch.

He was beautiful. Beautiful in the way a lightning storm or a wild tiger was; dangerous, wild and completely untouchable, but breath-taking to witness in person. Yet here you were, fingers dancing feather light over skin that should shock you with the voltage of a lightning strike and finding only the pleasant thrum of heat and muscle beneath your fingers, a tiger pacified.

Your fingers met the hem of the sweats, teasing the material—preening under the knowledge of what lay inches from your fingers, that virile passion that he usually directed towards boxing, channeled into you instead. Opponents turned to lovers and punch cues turned to the brutal thrust of his cock into your welcome heat, where cries of victory turned into shattered moans of ecstasy.

He embodied passion, embodied resilience, and an awe inspiring candor in his every action and word.

The world wasn’t built for men like Din. It was too fragile—too coddled in placations and gentility for his rough tempered morality so it shied away, made him villainous—made him the man people avoided instead of looking to.

Maybe you were too fragile for him as well. But the fury of him, the rawness of his edges called not for gentle hands, but strong ones. Hands that could melt those sharp edges and give him a reprieve from the difficulties of navigating the violent underbelly of the world where he felt most at home.

Eyes still slow with sleep dropped with a flurry of primal awareness to the heavy length of him lying over his thigh, hidden beneath his sweatpants, half hard and thick and perfectly outlined under the fabric from where it strained over him—an invitation too tempting to ignore.

A rumble of noise, deep and low, sounded from his chest when you ran a hand slowly over his concealed length, the twitch of awareness you inspired making you bite your lip on a smile as he swelled under your touch. You shifted down the bed, the rustle of sheets not pulling him from sleep even as a large hand fisted in them subconsciously when you rolled the heavy fullness of his balls slowly.

Fuck… but he was big all over.

It still baffled you that he hadn’t broken you in two yet.

Din groaned again, his mouth falling open with a rasp of unbridled pleasure—not unlike the way he sounded as you worked knots from tense muscles, when he couldn’t stop himself from vocalizing the bliss your hands could wring from him. The same could be said for everywhere you touched.

You stroked him languidly over the sweatpants, the rigid steel of his cock not lessened by the soft fabric that hid him and arousal pooled between your legs immediately, trickling slow between your folds and making you shiver as the cool air touched it. You didn’t even try to stop yourself from dropping a kiss to the outline of the head, the radiating heat enticing you to leave another and another and another along his length until you were mouthing along him with soft mewls of satisfaction as he twitched in sensitivity under the teasing inferno of your tongue.

The material had turned dark where your tongue had left wet patches of saliva on his cock when fingers speared through your hair and coaxed your eyes up his body, your mouth still working lazily over him—fingers still fondling his heavy sacs.

You were met with half-lidded pools of syrupy umber, the last vestiges of vulnerability clinging to the warmth in that sleepy gaze before consciousness finally dragged him back. Claws and fangs returned with a tight curl of his fingers in your hair to grip your head, and the twist of his lips into a snarling smirk when he brought your mouth back down to his throbbing, concealed cock. The shutters of hardened armor fell back around him instantly and your stomach lurched in anticipation,

“Needy little thing…” he rasped thickly, voice rough hewn from sleep and the moans you had pulled from him last night. His free hand hooked at the hem of his sweats already ridden low on his hips to pull them down further,

“Get to work, sweetheart.”

You grinned cheekily at his words, innocently pretending it hadn’t been your fault he ended up painfully hard when he woke up. Instead, you basked in the hitch of his breath, the darkening of lust clouding his eyes when you replaced his hand with your teeth to tug his sweatpants down the remaining few inches to free his straining cock.

He was soft in the morning light…mostly.

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[powerful-niya]

Naruhina Oneshots

A little sneak peek on what I've written for my upcoming Naruhina Oneshots book. Can you guess what's this gonna be about? -Also it's a request.

Soon to be on Wattpad. ☺️

"Oh my gosh! It's on, it's on!"

"Eh? Really!"

Loud fangirly screams could be heard from a room as two young girl's stared happily at a flat screen TV which stood on a black nightstand. Two pairs of lavender eyes held awe, excitement and love in them as a concert themed video flashed on, one that revealed a certain someone. In the front on a large stage stood a young blonde haired male whose hair was spiky, overly unkempt but that just worked right in his favor. For the hairstyle only made him even more charming, and..

Handsome.

His blue eyes were squinted playfully at his audience as they cheered and hollered at his arrival, just ready for him to reveal his incredible talent. Both girls watched as a camera and lights revealed the young man and his entire band which consisted of a drummer who had spiky brown hair, nothing but excitement held within his brown eyes.

Also, there were two more men whose hair color were both, black, located right behind the tan blonde male. One was holding a bass guitar which was pitch black, which caused the instrument to appear dark and mysterious.

While the other male stood in front of a long keyboard which was painted with an orange design that resembled fire on the bottom of it, leaving the blonde to play the lead guitar and also…

Sing..

The oldest teenager in the room sighed happily upon seeing the blonde haired leader who led a famous rock band, one that had many fans.

Fans that were worldwide.

Hinata Hyuga, the oldest sister, absolutely adored the lead vocalist who was the face of the group who were called..

The Heat Waves.

The name tied to everything, everything that came about them. Their clothes were set to only three colors.

Red, orange and black..

Resembling fire..

It was so damn hot to the midnight blue haired girl, her heart loving everything about the band, especially the leader.

Also when it comes to them, their logo matches perfectly to their name and theme. It was a picture which showed itself on all of the band's albums.

The picture revealed their band name which was printed in black ink in cursive below, but above it, held a symbol of a large fox. But it wasn't any ordinary fox. It was all orange and it was dimmed entirely, the picture working itself to look like a flame of fire, revealing nothing but the band's creativity. The famous rock band was truly something special. And the midnight blue haired teen was totally blown away by them.

One mention from a friend was all it took for her to hop on the heat wave train. And surely, she was heated.

She smiled, a big smile, soon turning to look over at her younger sister who was staring at the screen in awe as well. This, was her first watch of 'The Heatwave Band' and she was surely impressed. And they haven't even started performing yet.

Hinata giggled, moving to nudge Hanabi's shoulder from where they sat crisscrossed on the floor of their bedroom, directly in front of the TV.

"See? Aren't they cool? Sakura was right about them. They're awesome." Hinata commented happily, referring to her friend from high school. She, was the one that recommended Hinata to find and listen to the 'Heat Wave Band' and so far, they haven't disappointed her. Of course, Sakura took a liking to a different male in the group who played the bass guitar.

His name, is Sasuke. While Hinata's favorite was Naruto, the leader.

His boyish charm as well as his sexy voice was so hypnotizing to her, it was crazy. She swore she could watch and listen to him and his music all day. Of course school gets in the way but in her free time…

She only made room for him and his talent..

She wondered if she was getting a little obsessed with the male. But she always shrugged it off. The heart wants what the heart wants. And she sure as hell wasn't going to deny it's wishes.

With her little sister's attention still rooted on the TV screen, Hanabi nodded to Hinata's previous comment, smiling as well. "Wow.. They are cool. I like their band theme. It really leaves an impact, ya know. It's very unique so you can easily remember it. I like it." She commented happily as she took in the band as they worked their instruments in place, occasionally stopping to wave at their fans. Banners in bright red with black text were rooted everywhere in the large dark building, their names printed on every one. Some had their actual names on them while others, instead only had their band name imprinted on it.

Recognition was granted to all but Naruto, was the sole face of the entire band. His talent was truly extraordinary.

He deserves it..

[zimnyaya-koroleva]

types of girls, weather edition

hawfrost girls: large, careless handwriting; always-perfect hair no matter the length; cool hands and warm hugs; constantly scribbling and doodling on hands and wrists; so many silver rings; fingertips covered in charcoal from lazy sketches, fiercely loyal; ready to take on the world. spring sunshine girls: dainty italic writing; only ever writes with finalisers; pretty hair that’s occasionally dyed and always tied halfway; delicate gold jewellery that sparkles in the light; no makeup; sits at the back of the classroom and thinks about philosophy, careful drawings done in fine ink; fidgets when excited; will fight for you; ribbons in hair. summer heatwave girls: rolled up sleeves and pulled back hair; jars filled with sea-glass and smooth pebbles; bare feet in sand; lip balm scented with honey or roses; always wears a watch but never bothers to look at it; forgets to put on jewellery and looks incredible anyway; Hozier and Halsey in every playlist, tapping fingers and restless legs, bold smiles and unselfconscious laughs. rainy evenings girls: short hair and dark eyes; smudged eyeliner and hesitant smiles; introverted and happiest when alone; Vivaldi on the radio or Shostakovich in headphones; acrylic and watercolour are the best paints to work with; accidental bruises from walking into tables; trembling fingers that calm when brushing hair; verbena and sandalwood in a strange, comforting combination; pressed leaves hanging from the ceiling and blossom in vases, reassuring and a warm presence by your side. clear autumn afternoons: laid-back and unbothered about life; gold rings and pushed-back hair; scars on hands from climbing trees; ripped tights and accidentally-frayed jumper sleeves; brown leather shoes and mens’ clothing; unabashed and loud; walks like she’s on her way to commit arson; always has an Opinel knife in her pocket on walks; two cats and a whole lot of pot plants; aggressively protective; gentle when you’re alone; vast sketches and hasty scribbles all over her textbooks.