#side note i dont get celebrity crushes very often but the one i have on danny pudi is so strong its like so not cool

[zuzu-romeave]

highlights of the new episode except ur gona notice a theme

jo hyping up dana with very aggressive compliments was so cute!! n danas little “i can always count on you for that” is so !!! she likes jo so much i really am loving the whole trios dynamic this season

dana calling jo and brad “babes” i just think thats cute

jo n brad being so ready to find/plant dirt on the other nominees and dana having to hold them back is so fun to me!!! shes not even discouraging them shes just saying to take a break and celebrate its so adorable <33

brad saying hes gona break into cars to rearrange stuff and steal the owners sense of security (theres smth deeply wrong with him and i love it)

jo pushing away the other game developer cuz she noticed dana getting upset!!

also the jo n dana height difference is rlly cute (jo bends down to show dana the pictures she took and i just thought that was so adorable)

im a sucker for putting brad in a predator/predator dynamic so i actually did like the scenes with him and anna (minus the romantic vibes i just dont dig brad with anyone romantically so i am choosing to ignore that part)(although i have aro thoughts about brad comparing anna to kate)

i liked that brad and anna spoke in polish almost exclusively idk why i just thought it was nice

anna not knowing who kate is was very fun for me. i find the fact that brad mentions kate (in breaking brad and now second skeleton) very blatantly (almost casually) but never offers up an explanation as to who she was very interesting! like he needs people to know about her because she was so important to him, or maybe he just cant help himself from mentioning her, but he cant handle being vulnerable enough to give any explanation as to who she was

dana getting worked up over (lovingly) being called yara’s “games industry mama” is great to me especially considering a few episodes ago dana was complaining about being made fun of for being a millennial. just kinda seems like dana is sorta struggling with the fact that shes getting older which i dont think they’ll address directly but i enjoy nonetheless!!

[benjiwyatt]

do you have any ben/leslie headcanons! i love your posts abt them so much it's great to see someone get as emotional abt them as i am asjdkajhjd

i got this message and i was like "god, i dont really know if i have any headcanons" and then i opened my notes app and started typing and didn't stop for over an hour

i'm literally putting this under a break and organizing it into categories bc it's absurdly long

here it is

A COLLECTION OF BEN AND LESLIE HEADCANONS

PRE-RELATIONSHIP/S3

basically canon but leslie definitely had a crush on a young benji wyatt and followed the story religiously for the first couple months before she started college

ben is only slightly jealous leslie had ann go out with chris to try and get more money for the parks budget rather than leslie asking him out with the same goal. he knows it’s insane, unethical, and illogical but he’s still excited that he gets to spend the night with her on a date plus two other people even if it is to accuse her of bribery.

ann realizes early on that leslie was attracted to ben and teases her mercilessly about it. she thinks it’s absolutely hilarious that leslie wants to make out with "mean ben.” after april and andy’s wedding, she realizes it's more than just attraction and she lays off.

before ben can even think rationally about what he’s doing, he’s in line at bed, bath, and beyond with a crock pot in his arms, calling stephanie to ask her to send him their family’s chicken soup recipe

ann knew ben liked her from the beginning and was totally positive when she ran into him in the hospital asking for leslie’s room number while holding jj’s waffles and a tub of homemade soup.

ben realizes he’s falling in love with leslie when he is at city hall with her until 3am one night trying to budget for the amount of cotton candy machines she wants for the harvest festival. in his exhaustion, he naively believes her when she tells him she’ll go home in a bit so he leaves. he never gets a text from saying she made it home so he stops at jj’s the next morning and brings a takeout container of waffles and a coffee complete with an outlandish amount of whipped cream and sugar to the parks department. he finds her asleep in the conference room. he starts trying to convince sweetums to donate more cotton candy machines that afternoon.

chris had to have known ben liked leslie. he’s not an idiot. in the deleted scene from their wedding, they read out emails from their “tumultuous first week in pawnee” and chris writes to ben saying, “why are you so focused on leslie knope?” ben replies saying, “i’m not. whatever. shut up.” there’s no way chris is this oblivious. ben takes her out for a beer. ben pays out of pocket for a children’s performer to help her out. ben shows up on chris and ann’s date just because he thinks leslie might be there. chris can’t be this dumb. but when they take the city manager jobs in pawnee, he knows it can’t happen so he cuts ben off when he starts to ask about dating someone in city hall. he cracks down on the rule in front of leslie after the tom incident to hammer it in. he starts setting ben up on a bunch of dates to try and head it off. he sends them to indianapolis for the little league pitch because, realistically, he knows they’re the best bet for success but makes sure to interrupt their dinner and invites them to his apartment to continue to run interference the rest of the night. after their fights in 4.06-4.08, he hopes he won’t have to worry anymore. the next work day, they come into his office looking nervous and happy and he knows he’s about to lose the partner and best friend that’s been by his side for the past decade.

april and andy knew they were secretly dating. it went unspoken aside from a few implicit teasing remarks from april and a few suggestive attempted high fives from andy but leslie assured ben they wouldn’t tell anyone despite their ostensible behavior.

BREAK UP

ben had commissioned the li’l sebastian plush for leslie after he had died but the toy shop didn’t finish it until after they broke up. he felt bad not going to pick it up so he did despite not being able to give it to her. he kept it for all those months and sometimes thought about getting rid of it but could never bring himself to do it.

when leslie made personalized copies her books for her friends with individualized annotations and notes in the bylines, she had two copies for ben. there was one that she gave him during their breakup that was very simplified and watered down where the note basically just said “i’m really glad you decided to stay in pawnee.” then there was a second copy that she kept while they were split up that was totally covered in notes and random thoughts she couldn’t say during their time apart. she gives him that copy when they get back together and it may or may not be the best gift he’s ever received.

april was much less abrasive with them during the break up because she’s a sweetheart and wants her friends to be happy.

the first time leslie admitted she was in love with him was during a long night of drinking and crying at ann’s house

ben craved the taste of sugar during their breakup because he got used to tasting the sweetness when he kissed her

ben found himself unable to sleep at night without the sound of leslie talking in her sleep to comfort him

april texted leslie the night of the halloween party to let her know that ben and andy were at the hospital after a fight and everything was fine and she didn’t need to worry. leslie was mad at andy for a few days after and he couldn’t figure out why.

the only photo in ben’s bedroom was of himself, leslie, and li’l sebastian at the harvest festival. if he got caught staring at it and crying, he would just say he missed li’l sebastian so much.

april and andy started having star wars and star trek movie nights to try and cheer ben up

DOMESTIC

ben and leslie got in the habit of having weekly game nights with april and andy during the campaign since they were all basically living together. it became a tradition that kept going as often as they could make it happen, even after the kids were born. they try to have game night at least once a month. april pretends to hate it.

one of my absolute favorite ideas about them is that she sleeps much better when he’s around to keep her grounded. after they get together for good, she starts getting closer to 5 hours of sleep a night.

another favorite involving leslie’s sleeping: ben is typically accustomed to tuning out incoherent nonsense that she babbles in her sleep but she also has some of her best ideas when she’s not busy trying to focus on a million different things. when he hears her coming up with legitimately good ideas or making speeches or having solid debate arguments, he takes out the notebook he keeps in his nightstand to record her thoughts and quotes. he revisits and revises the notes to strengthen her statements and make them more professional and less rambling but makes sure to keep her distinct voice apparent in them.

ben prefers pancakes to waffles but he will go to the grave with that secret

this isn’t a headcanon because nbc posted it but one of ben’s holidays on leslie’s calendar is watch synchronization day which is the day they celebrate syncing their watches to, as leslie puts it, “always be in harmony, like our hearts” which is just one of the sweetest fucking things in the world

leslie makes ben read and watch all the harry potters because he didn’t get into them when he first tried. ben is much more of a success than ann. she buys him a ravenclaw scarf for christmas.

their first fight as a couple was a historical debate gone awry

since ben clearly has some affinity for custom stuffed animals, he has some made for the triplets.

they’re both dog people but they adopt a cat because sonia and stephen beg for one and it does fit their busy lifestyle much better. they love the cat. they get a dog when the kids are older and life is slightly less hectic.

they both love striped shirts and sweaters so much that they have to make a conscious effort to avoid wearing them on the same day and matching

leslie makes sweets and bakes desserts while ben typically handles cooking the actual meals

BASED ON EPISODES, QUOTES, AND THROWAWAY LINES

i always loved the ann/ben dynamic in bus tour because there’s been such an obvious shift in ann’s attitude towards him in this episode. maybe it’s because she and tom just broke up and she just turned chris down again and she’s frustrated with relationships but i think it’s her realizing ben isn’t going anywhere. since the campaign is winding down, she realizes that things aren’t gonna go back to the way they were because ben is now part of this and he’s clearly in it for the long haul. ann’s definitely jealous that ben is just as important to leslie as she is and she now knows she’s never gonna get that full attention back. ann sits ben down to have a real “don’t you dare hurt her” speech after this ep and before win, lose, or draw. this is when he tells ann he wants to marry her.

they discover they both adore the princess bride after ben says “as you wish” to her one night and after that it becomes their movie.

the wildflower mural becomes a thing between them when ben says he considered that to be their first date, prompting leslie to tell him what the mural means to her.

ben puts banjo boogie bonanza on one of the mix cds he gives leslie at the beginning of their relationship

harrison ford movie nights start after they both reveal they had a crush on him as a kid. ben was obsessed with han solo and leslie was into indiana jones’ whole history teacher vibe.

they basically hate each other’s taste in music and stop exchanging mix cds once that becomes apparent that they aren’t gonna find much common ground. they both love tom petty, al green, and etta james and music in that vein though.

ben makes leslie watch game of thrones just to try to explain why he’s called her khaleesi. she gets into it, not so much because of the show itself, but because of how passionate her boyfriend is about it.

they start learning basic french during the s4 campaign because they think it will be useful to have a basic multilingual vocabulary for their political careers and because leslie confesses she has always dreamed of seeing paris. they study spanish next.

ben makes leslie watch the star wars prequels just so he can complain to her during them. he doesn’t think she’s paying attention and then he reads about midichlorians in the paper.

ann is also in on ben’s plan to sneak vegetables into leslie’s waffles.

they will sometimes jokingly refer to themselves as the “dream team” or “dynamic duo” because, despite chris’s absurdity, it’s true

i’m open to literally any origin of this because no matter what it’s perfect but i like to think that “i love you and i like you” started at some point in season 4 when, at some point, leslie went “i like you” and ben replied “you like me?” “mhm” “hm just like me?” “yes i like you. i love you and i like you. both.” “mmm i love you and i like you too”

i barely even register some of these things as headcanons since they just live so solidly in my brain

this might be my favorite ask ever thank you for loving benslie enough to ask me this and be genuinely interested

if anyone read all of this, i love you

[sabrinaacarpenters]

tumblr tag game

thank you so much for tagging me @fredy-carter ❤️

1. Why did you choose your url?

after reading six of crows last year i absolutely fell in love with miss Nina Zenik so I had to have her as my url and we haven’t parted ways since <3 (and this spelling was the closest canon i could get, whoever has nina-zenik saved i would love you forever if you’d grace me with it) 

2. Any side blogs?

i’m a member at @dailybridgerton and besides that I have another main blog that i haven’t updated in forever but it’s always funny to go back and see what i reblogged and posted as an edgy teen haha

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

i think i made my personal blog in 2011 and i created this one in 2013 but i wasn’t always active on it

4. Do you have a queue tag?

only a ‘q’ because i can’t be bothered typing out anything longer 

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

i dont even remember exactly to be honest but i think i just wanted to keep up with the fandoms i was in at the time and participate 

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

sour has been playing 24/7 since it came out so it only made sense to have miss Olivia as my icon

7. Why did you choose your header?

i wanted something very simple with a quote that i love and this one resonated with me so much when i read crescent city

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

this text post which somehow reached 200k people despite only having bellarke as a hashtag lmao 

9. How many mutuals do you have?

i have no idea to be honest since i��ve been here so long, there are a lot of people that we don’t even share fandoms with anymore but we still follow each other <3 

10. How many followers do you have?

i’m almost at 2,9k which i’m incredibly grateful for <3 

11. How many people do you follow?

372

12. Have you ever made a shit post?

i think half of my original posts here are shit posts lmao

13. How often do you use tumblr a day?

i basically open it anytime im bored and browse it like its the morning newspaper

14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog?

yes lmao. but lately i’ve been just blocking people instead of trying to argue, they aren’t worth the energy

15. How do you feel about the ‘you need to reblog’ posts?

as a gifmaker i completely agree that if you like something you should reblog it. none of us get paid to be here and create content, spend hours from our free time creating things, be it gifs, fanfics, fanart, playlists, icons, headers or anything else. and seeing 80%-20% like/reblog ratio can be really disheartening, so i understand why so many creators just gave up on it or lost motivation. for me the biggest motivator is seeing people reblog my creations because that means they liked it and while i dont make then for validation it still feels great to know that someone likes what you do so much that they want to show it to others as well. but of course no one has to reblog anything, and i’ll never block anyone just for only liking something (which i’ve seen some people do but i think its rather extreme)  also if you really want to make someone’s day just leave any personal message in the tags, i know i always check them and its an instant serotonin boost when someone say they really love a set

16. Do you like tag games?

yes, even if i forget to do them sometimes, but just know that if you tagged me at anything i’ll love you forever

17. Do you like ask games?

i love them, it’s always great to talk to all of you who follow me <3

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

all of you that get random anon messages, asking about your opinions, you are all celebrities in my eyes

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

crush? im in love with all of you jk

20. Tags!

@vanserrasvalkyrie @starbornvalkyrie @ladyvanserra @yazthebookish @teamnick @hopemikaelsson @tylorswft @starkkov @helion-ism @arielle-reads @catalinabaylors @oversizedbats @patel-dev and anyone who wants to do it <3 

[sasgfs]

ok wait actor/celebrity naruto/sns au i’m posting here bc ion wanna annoy ppl on my other social medias HEKJSJK

umm i have never done this before so just. look away this is literally just a stream of consciousness

- ok so i have in my mind that sakura, ino, naruto and sasuke are all childhood friends? and then they all met the rest of the group in college or sumn idk

- actress! sakura, actor! naruto and then i always imagined ino as like a make-up artist/stylist?? and then our boy sasuke is just vibing doing is own thing bc he hates the spotlight

- this is every celeb au i’ve ever read all in one bc i don’t see a sns ver out there 

- i imagine both naruto and sakura do a bunch of genre’s of movies (like...all actors do bye i can’t think) but anYways they’ve both made it big and made names for themselves

- naruto and sakura have made it p obvious they’re good friends and ino is like lowkey famous on instagram bc of her clothes and make-up and sakura n naruto often make appearances (along w the rest of the group)

- so then naruto’s doing a live?? ig w ino and sakura and he shares an apartment w sasuke ofc and they’ve been together for like,, a long time (also inosaku is a thing bc lesbian rights!!) 

- anyways he’s doing a live and they’re all doing smth stupid idk cooking in the kitchen and making a mess and sasuke comes home and the camera can’t see him but everyone turns to his direction

- ino and sakura are like aha hi we didn’t do anything and naruto is like hi babe 

- and sasuke (off-camera) is like i’m never letting ANY of you into my apartment 

- then naruto’s probably like don’t be like that </3

- MEANWHILE everyone on the live is like????? babe????? whomst???????? 

- the three of them are p open abt their sexualities and inosaku post cute couple pics all the time but naruto has always been v hush hush abt his relationship status (there was no reason really sasuke said he didn’t mind but naruto knows sas is a private person so he purposely said as little as possible) 

- fast forward like,,idk a week and naruto is doing an interview and ofc he’s asked abt the whole babe thing and he’s like yeah i’ve been dating someone for like,,, since college and the interviewer is like pray tell but naruto isn’t saying anything until he can actually talk to sasuke abt it 

- fast forward another couple of weeks and ino is releasing a new collection (i don’t know how stylists work pls dont hurt me) and she’s posted a new model??? (spoiler alert it’s sasuke)

- sasuke always had a good sense of style but his colour pallette is. limited let’s say so ino made him dress more colourful? i wanna say his usual style is alternative so pastel alternative????? like,, cargo pants or ripped jeans leather jacket kind of style except now it’s pastel? um anyways the point is the clothes are out of his comfort zone but he looks good because of course he fucking does 

- the comments ofc freak out everyone’s like hello who are you how do you like your eggs in the morning i love you marry me (so like. me @ sasuke at any given moment)

- ino tagged him in the photo and his account is private but fans notice that both naruto and sakura follow him? (along with other famous™️ people in their group ig) 

- behind the scenes sasuke comes home and is like i have a thousand ppl requesting me make it stop 

- anyways next day ino posts pictures of naruto and plot twist naruto is dressed in all black like,, cargo pants, leather jacket, bicker gloves and everyone is like holy fuck. holy FUCK. 

- side note sasuke wore eyeliner in his pics bc sasuke in eyeliner lives in my mind rent free and naruto probably had some eye look to contrast the black uh moral of the story eyeshadow and eyeliner is as sexy as hell on anyone and everyone

- so instead of being POLITE and letting people RECOVER from naruto and sasuke’s pictures ino posts more pictures of them. together. very close. 

- naruto was nervous abt hate ofc bc people SUCK but when the pictures came out everyone was like HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL US YOUR BOYFRIEND WAS THIS HOT???

- ino posts some behind the scenes on her story and we witness sns being an old married couple

- literally a whole minute is just sasuke yelling at him for being an idiot what’s new

- but then there are others in between photos being taken and they’re just... so fucking cute oh my god you’ve got sasuke helping naruto with his jewelry and naruto feeding sasuke hello these two idiots are so in LOVE 

- (you alr know one of the pictures was just them almost kissing you already KNOW)

- everyone online is just freaking out bc not only has our bi king got a boyfriend he is HOT and suddenly the entire fandom has a crush on him (him being sasuke wbk everyone is in love w naruto anyway)

- obviously the next interview naruto does he gets asked about sasuke and he’s just like yeah he’s my boyfriend and he’s amazing and gorgeous and

- then sakura’s like once you get him started on sasuke he’ll never stop 

- and naruto’s like if YOU were dating sasuke you’d talk about him all the time as well

- have i mentioned they’re in love?

- so the interviewer’s like can u tell us more and of course naruto is like YES i can

- all four of them (sakura, ino, naruto and sasuke) have been friends since they were children and sasuke and naruto always had this weird rivalry enemies thing they were best friends

- sasuke was there for all of them but esp naruto always helping him with lines and helping him practice

- i always imagine sasuke to either be into art or smth rlly smart so for this let’s say he majored in some kind of science for college

- so naruto goes on about how amazing sasuke is for like five minutes no joke (w prompts from the interviewer and sakura)

- and all his fans are just so happy bc naruto seemed so happy when talking about him like he was glowing he was so in loveeee

- anyways after u know naruto is our here posting about sasuke 24/7 and even tho sas looks so unapproachable people see how much he loves naruto and visa versa 

- in lives sasuke is always bickering w naruto about anything and everything and it always ends with a kiss on the cheek and a “you’re lucky i love you” :(( 

- suddenly naruto’s feed is just full of sasuke and pictures of them 

- idk how to end this uhh sns are in love <3

[puckinghell]

Liquid Courage | Tyler Seguin

Requested: Ask and you shall receive :-) Words: 2570 Note: This is kinda a part two to A Drunk Tongue, but could be read as a stand alone. 

You stand in the middle of Tyler’s living room, which is filled to the brim with people. The music is loud, as is the sound of people chattering, and alcohol is flowing. It’s a pretty regular occurrence, that Tyler’s house looks like this.

And yet, something is wrong.

It’s not that you’re seemingly the only person who’s drinking water. That is a regular occurrence at Tyler’s parties, too. He always insists on you coming, and you do, because that’s what best friends are for, but you’re not a big party person and this time around, you can still remember the taste of tequila in your mouth from last week. Your roommate’s birthday celebration got a bit out of hand, and you ended up on Tyler’s couch, although you had no memory of how exactly you got there.

No, your feeling of doom has more to do with the host. Your eyes find Tyler, standing at his kitchen island, a glass of whiskey in hand. Someone whose name you don’t know is talking to him, but he’s barely responding, and you’re pretty sure he’s not hearing a word of what his conversation partner is saying.

Sometimes you worry about him. You know he throws parties often because the house is awfully big for one person; it’s the same reason that he invites you over for dinner multiple times a week - although your cooking ability, and his lack thereof, might have something to do with that as well - but he’s never looked so alone during one.

It’s something about the hard set of his jaw, the dark circles around his eyes, the way his fingers are clenching the glass of liquor a bit too tight. You’re not able to put your finger on it exactly, not able to pinpoint it to a specific feature, but you feel it with every fiber of your being.

Something is bothering your best friend, and he’s dealing with it on his own.

You put your glass of water on the side table next to you and start making your way over to him. You almost trip over Cash, who looks at you with tired eyes. The house might be too big for just Tyler and his dogs, but his dogs certainly think it’s too small for parties of this size.

“Hey,” you mutter, resting your hand on his back as you maneuver your way to his side. He looks at you, recognizes you, and his face lights up.

“Y/N!” he says, and the slur in his voice tells you he’s more drunk than you thought he was. Tyler handles his liquor a lot better than you, and you usually don’t really notice when he’s been drinking. Sometimes he gets a bit more giggly or a bit louder, but he never slurs his words and he’s always steady on his feet.

Not this time.

“You alright?” you hum. His change in demeanor is surprising you, the crinkles of laughter around his eyes amusing.

“Now I am,” he slurs, and he wraps his arm around your shoulders. “I lost you.” He’s pouting, and it’s cute, but you refuse to think about that right now. You have to remember that you’re a woman on a mission, and your irrationally large crush on your best friend has to wait until you’ve solved the mystery.

“You looked a bit lonely there,” you needle, and he frowns.

“Well, I couldn’t find you.” He says it as if it explains everything, and you curse your fluttering heart.

“I can’t hang around you all night,” you tease. “None of the pretty girls that are here would dare to approach you if I just clung to your side.”

His face falls and you don’t know why, don’t realize what you said wrong. Surely he was aware of all the pretty girls that are currently walking around his house.

“You’d tell me, if there was something going on with you, right?” you push, and his face softens. Then, he leans forward and presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Sure, baby.” It’s not a pet name he uses for you often, and you feel your cheeks flush red. His arm falls away from your shoulder as one of his teammates approaches him and you take the opportunity to slip away from him, and make your way to the bathroom.

You know he’s not telling you the truth and it bothers you more than you’d like to admit. You’re at least 90% sure he’s lonely. He has his dogs, and his teammates, and you, but his family lives far away and he’s not been in a serious relationship in years. He’s getting older too, and although he hasn’t mentioned a family of his own, you see the way he looks at his teammates’ kids, at kids in the stands even, and you know he’s ready for something more serious.

As a best friend, maybe you should be a better wing woman. Maybe you should be setting him up on blind dates with your hot and available friends. It’s just that the thought of him with someone, anyone who’s not you, makes you feel dizzy with nausea.

You use the bathroom and wash your hands. When you throw open the door of the bathroom and walk back out into the hallway, you’re met with something solid and warm, and two strong hands grab onto you and pull. Tyler stumbles back, his back hitting the wall, as he pulls you with him.

“Wow,” he breathes. “I’m a bit wobbly.”

You giggle. “You mean drunk?”

He doesn’t answer, and that’s when you notice that he’s close enough for you to feel his warm breath against your skin. You step back, his hands drop, his smile disappears.

“Ty, do you think I should be setting you up on blind dates?” You blurt it out before thinking it through, and you can tell it was too sudden an outburst from the confusion that washes over his face at your words.

“You, I, what?” he stammers. “Blind dates? God no.”

You cross your arms, your stubbornness shining through. “Why not? Don’t you want a girlfriend?”

He seems to think about this, as he leans back against the wall more comfortably. The silence is getting tense, and then he finally speaks. “I want a girlfriend. But I want something very specific.”

You hadn’t expected that. Your heart sinks; whatever he wants, you’re pretty sure you could never keep up to his standards. On one hand, you don’t want to hear him say it, but on the other hand, maybe hearing it from his mouth will finally give you an opportunity to move on.

“What is it that you’re looking for, Ty?”

He stares at you, his golden brown eyes searching your face, and then he pulls his bottom lips between his teeth and you feel like you’re going to faint. Maybe it’s the atmosphere, the noise of people in the background, the sound of music behind thick walls, maybe it’s how close he’s standing or the fact that the suit he’s wearing is tight in all the right places, but maybe it’s just that it’s Tyler and you’re pretty sure there’s never been anyone who means as much to you as he has.

“Y/N,” he says then, softly, “you know when I picked you up last week, and you were drunk out of your mind?”

It’s not a memory you’re proud of, and you feel your cheeks heat up as you nod.

“You told me that a drunk tongue never lies.”

“Okay?” You don’t get where he’s going with this, but as he reaches out to place his hand on your hip, fingertips featherlight against the fabric of your jeans, you decide not to question his drunken train of thought.

“I need you to remember that I’m drunk right now,” he mumbles, and then suddenly he’s leaning in and your heart is beating out of your chest. He stops right before his nose touches yours, and his breath is hot against your lips, and your eyes nearly flutter shut without your permission, but then you look up in his warm brown eyes and all you see in them is truth.

“Why?” you ask, whisper against his mouth, and he smiles.

“I’m looking for you.” He closes the gap, his lips soft against yours at first, hesitating, but when he realizes you’re not pulling away, his grip on your hips tightens and his tongue sweeps across your bottom lip. You let him deepen the kiss, allow your hands to travel up to his neck, your fingers curling in his hair.

He pulls away slightly, only just enough to disconnect you lips, as you struggle for air.

“Ty…”

He doesn’t let you finish your sentence, instead kisses you again, passionate from the start this time. You barely notice that he’s moving you towards his bedroom, surprisingly steady on his feet as he kicks the door shut behind him and pushes you towards his bed without breaking the kiss.

You fall back onto the covers and he follows right away, his body pressing yours into the mattress, and when he starts pressing kisses against your jaw, you come back down to earth just long enough to realize what’s happening.

Tyler’s drunk, and probably lonely, but you have no excuse. Well, none other than the fact that you’ve been in love with him for like a year, but no excuse you’d actually be willing to tell him when morning comes and he realizes he made a mistake.

“Ty…” you bring out. “Tyler, stop.”

He freezes instantly, clambers away from you so fast it’s like he’s been bitten by something. His hair is starting to curl at the back of his neck and the top buttons of his dress shirt are unbuttoned - you can’t remember you doing that, but you must’ve - and he looks so handsome that every fiber of your being is screaming at you to just do it, just go for it, deal with the consequences later.

But this is your best friend and you can’t lose him over one night. Even if that one night would most likely be the closest to heaven you’ll ever get.

“You don’t want this?” he asks, his voice tight, and you notice the hurt in his eyes. It nearly brings tears to yours.

You reach out and take his hands in yours, and you see the tension leave his shoulders. “I do,” you whisper, “but you’re drunk, and when you’re sober, you might regret this. I don’t think I can deal with that, Ty.”

He shakes his head feverishly, crawls back towards you and moves either leg on one side of you as he cups your face in his hands.

“Look at me,” he says sternly, and you do. “I want this, I want you. I’ve wanted this for a long time.”

“But…”

“Y/N,” he interrupts, and you let him, because you’re not even really sure what you were going to say. “I love you. I was sober yesterday and I loved you. I’m drunk now, and I love you, and I’ll be sober tomorrow, and I’ll still love you.”

His words are so honest, so forceful with truth, that you can literally feel your defenses crumbling.

“Let me show you,” he mumbles, and he kisses you again. You don’t stop him this time. Instead, you let him show you.

You wake to the sun on your face and for a few seconds, you’re confused about your surroundings. That’s when you notice a hump of brown dog against your legs and you realize you’re in Tyler’s room.

And that’s when the rest of the night comes back to you. You blush at the memories, remember Tyler’s skin against yours, his voice in your ear, his lips against your neck; it’s almost like he’s right there again.

Except, he’s not.

“Where is he, Marsh?” you whisper to the dog, who doesn’t even move an eyelid to acknowledge your question. You can feel dread starting to take over your stomach.

You were right. He did regret it. And he ran.

You step out of the bed then, ready to get dressed and run away from confrontation, ready to take your broken heart and lick your wounds in the peace of your own home. You find your jeans, but are somehow unable to find your shirt, so you take one of Tyler’s.

If he can stand the thought of ever facing you again, you’ll bring it back sometime.

Marshall jumps off the bed now, scratching at the bedroom door. When you open it, the Labrador darts down the stairs, where two more Labradors stand, excitedly wagging their tails. You tiptoe down the stairs and quickly pet the dogs.

It’s a mess downstairs, empty glasses scattered around the room, even one lonely shoe in front of the couch. The owner of the shoe, at least, has found his way home.

That’s when you smell burning.

Curiously, you make your way to the kitchen.

“Hey baby.” The voice is surprisingly light and Tyler looks chipper and not hungover at all - which is just unfair, considering your state last week - as he stands at the stove, wearing sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips and a white shirt, his curly hair a mess. He’s holding a pan, waving at the dark grey smoke that’s hovering above it with his hand.

“What did you do?” you ask warily, and he chuckles.

“Tried to cook you breakfast. Forgot I can’t cook to save my life.”

Cook you breakfast?

Your mind is working in overdrive, and that’s when he frowns.

“You look like you just saw a ghost. You okay?”

He’s acting so normal, like last night never even happened. You knew he was drunk, but surely, he wasn’t that drunk? Surely, he didn’t…forget?

“Do you remember?” It comes out as a high squeak, your voice shaky, and his eyes widen. He throws the pan in the sink as if it’s not smoking like a chimney, and stands before you within two big steps.

His eyes are blazing as he looks at you, his voice forceful as he speaks. “Of course.”

Your cheeks must be the color of actual tomatoes by now, but you can’t back down, you need to know, need to know if yesterday was the best or the worst decision of your life.

“Do you regret it?” You hold your breath as you finish your sentence.

He doesn’t respond right away. “Do you?” he asks then, tentatively.

You shake your head. You don’t. You can’t. Not even if it ruined the best friendship you ever had. Last night was everything.

 And that’s when a smile breaks out onto his face, a smile so bright it could light up even the darkest of nights.

“Me neither,” he hums, and then his arms are circled around your waist. “I was right,” he states, and it’s your turn to frown.

“Right about what?”

He grins. “I told you that I’d be sober, but I’d still love you.” His forehead comes to rest against yours. “I was right. Still love you.”

You let your eyes fall shut. “You said, yesterday, that you wanted this for a long time…”

“Been waiting on you.” One of his hands travels to the hem of your shirt - his shirt, really -, slips under there, rough fingers against warm skin. “I guess I just needed a little bit of courage to tell you.”

“A bit of liquid courage?”

He laughs. “Exactly.” Then he kisses you again. When you pull away, you smile at him.

“Hey, Ty?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

[andremarcusburky]

Thumbs up - A.B

A/N: so here’s to the caps going to finals and burky scoring two goals. 

Plot: Just some sweet fluff with a media intern and burky wanting a date

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Everything ran smoothly, surprisingly enough. You’d been so nervous when you first came to the capital one arena, the first day of your internship. But everyone had been so sweet, they guided you through everything and the first week flew by.

Of course you watched hockey, that’s why you’d wanted the internship so bad. But you weren’t ever starstruck or anything when you met the players. Perhaps Ovi and Backy, just a little bit. You got to join in when they did some simple interviews for a youtube special, asking the players questions about things like favorite movies and what made them cry. Most of them didn’t even realize you were in the room, but Ovi immediately went up to you to say hi.

One player in particular caught your eye. He wasn’t new to you or anything, and it wasn’t a surprise that he was cute. But watching him on TV in a game isnt the same as seeing him in person. He was tall with the most gorgeous smile. Even though he looked attractive when he’s all sweaty in games, it can’t compare to what he’s like off the ice, in person. Burakovsky was a treat.

He didnt notice you at first, but halfway through the interview you caught his eye and he smiled sweetly. Once they were done he shook your hand and introduced himself, a crooked smile playing on his lips. Andre’s grip was somewhat smooth, but still hard. It was clear he could probably crush your hand if he wanted to, but soft because he wouldn’t.

The next week went by even faster. More players noticed your presence and introduced themselves, everytime you walked by one of them they’d always greet you. Ovi and Kuzy once sat down at your table for lunch, that was probably the best day you’d had yet. You may have also learned a few nasty words in Russian.

Andre didn’t often greet you, yet you always caught his eye. He’d smile at you, everytime. Once when you walked pass Ovi and him, Ovi had stopped you and asked if you’d met yet. You’d both said ‘yes’ and Andre had given you that crooked smile again, teeth showing. Then Nicklas walked by and that’s when Ovi decided to take it further.

“Nicky! Nicky! Don’t you think she be great for andre!” and god Andre blushed so hard. Nicklas laughed and told Ovi to ‘leave the kids alone’, but Ovi had simply winked at you. “Eh? what do you think?”

Not knowing what to do, you laughed and exchanged yet another smile with a very red-faced Burakovsky before walking off to do your job.

Another week and it was time for your first real task. It was time for another video with the players and you were going to ask all the questions, one being the ‘celebrity crush’ one. Most people had no answer, or the same answer. Only one player said Beyonce, much to your surprise (and disappointment).

Then came Andre. He greeted you and sat down, looking calm and relaxed as ever. Meanwhile, your heartbeat was going through the roof. God he looked good.

“So who’s your celebrity crush, Andre?” at first he looked taken back by the question, before a smile spread on his lips. “Do you have a look-a-like celebrity?” he asked you.

Not really knowing where he was going with this, you took a few seconds to think before answering. “No.. I dont think so, why?”

“Well if you find a celebrity that looks like you then that’s my celebrity crush” he said, proudly may I add. A few whistles were heard in the room along with surprised laughs. Andre looked you dead in the eye with a big smile, while you must’ve looked like a tomato. Breaking eye-contact, you looked down at your papers while trying to gather yourself. You laughed lowly and glanced up at the still brightly smiling Burakovsky before speaking.

“Okay, then. I’ll take that as an answer” you, too, were smiling now. Trying to keep it professional, you kept asking your questions. Andre smiled at you the whole time, but gave proper answers. Once done, you said ‘thanks’ and he shook your hand. “My pleasure”

Now, every time you walked by each other he’d say ‘hi’ and you’d do everything you possibly could in order not to blush, each time you’d fail.

The next time you talked was in the break room. You tried to work the vending machine as it wouldn’t give you your bar. Then once you finally got it working, the fucking bar got stuck.

“Need help with that?” the voice startled you. Behind you was a very tall, very handsome Burakovsky. “Uh, yeah. I guess?” you answered.

He grabbed the machine shook it harshly, it only took one try and the bar fell down. A slight giggle left your lips at the lack of struggle he had. Andre smiled at you and gave you your bar. “You know those taste awful, right?”

You let out an exaggerated gasp at his remark. “They do not. These are what makes life worth living”

Andre laughed and turned back to the machine to use himself. “I wouldn’t eat one of those if my life depended on it” he said. He picked a different bar and payed. “I’m not sure if I can be friends with someone who despises my favorite bars that much” you joked.

Andre smiled widely as he took his bar from the machine. He turned back to you with a mischievous glint in his eye. “Good thing i have no intention of being your friend, then” he winked at you and walked away. You were left standing there, trying to decipher what he just said.

The day after you ran into Carlson who immediately stopped you to talk. You were a bit confused by it, he’s always greeted you but you’ve never really held a conversation before. But it didnt take long before you realized the conversation wasn’t just going to be simple small-talk. “So, quick question. What’s your view on burky?” you couldn’t help but smile widely at the unexpected topic and John smirked widely at you. “He’s a real good guy, seriously. I mean he’d get you flowers and everything, I know he would”

“Okay, John. Note taken. Have a good day” you said and walked away. “You, too!” he yelled after you.

The next day you got to join in as the team had practice. Some of the players were mic’d up so you’d catch every interesting conversation that might be fun for the fans. There were headphones to wear so you’d hear the conversations, which were occupied by your supervisor.

Andre was one of the players who were mic’d up. He didnt notice you as you walked into the rink, but once you’d sat down by your crew you’d caught his eye immediately. He smiled to himself and tried to play it cool, but his teammates started teasing the boy. “Hey, Y/N!” you heard Kuzy shout. He gave you a big wave and a few other players joined in, welcoming you.

Andre only smiled at the ice and went to take a few shots, most of them went in. A few minutes later you saw him grab his jersey to bring the mic closer to his mouth. He said something and glanced towards you as your supervisor tapped you on the shoulder. “Y/N, can you take over? I have to go to the restroom”

You nodded slowly and put the headphones on. Andre went to take a few more shots before skating up to the bench. He leaned against the boards, watching you. “You look really pretty today, you know” you heard through your headphones. A blush quickly spread over your cheeks as you realized what he was doing. “I meant what I said. I don’t want to be your friend”

You were sitting on the other side of the ice, making the distance between you far enough for it all to look incredibly innocent. No one else realized he was talking to you.

“I wanna take you out. Like, on a date.” his offer startled you. Sure, he was cute and all, and he had shown interest. But you didn’t think some nhl millionaire was going to ask you out.

“And I mean I proper date, I’m serious about this. We can get dinner, maybe catch a movie if you want? You can pick whatever movie you like” he said, still keeping his eyes on you. You were pretty sure some of his teammates were catching up to his act by now. He grabbed the mic and held it to his mouth, eyes trained on you. Meanwhile, you sat at the other side of the rink with headphones. It wasn’t that hard to figure out.

“I'll be real nice, I promise” his voice was really soft now, he almost sounded nervous.

“Say yes, Y/N!” John shouted. You could see Andre smiling into his mic, the rest of the team now turning to watch you. “Thumbs up if you say yes” Andre said.

You laughed slightly at his stupid behavior before sighing and putting your hand up, signaling a thumbs up. Next thing you knew, you heard a loud groan in your headphones as Andre was tackled by several of his teammates.

Practice ended shortly and you returned the headphones to your supervisor. She smiled knowingly and walked away. When you turned around you were met by a very broad chest, almost making you jump in surprise. “Hey”

“Hey” you answered, smiling brightly. Andre was leaning onto his hockey stick. He was sweaty with his face flushed, but he looked as pretty as ever. “So, is tonight good? I can pick you up at 6?” he grinned widely.

[wanderrlust0]

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i lost like 5 lbs and i like it .. i think i can stay this weight for the summer and i can wear certain clothes without constantly looking down and feeling like i look fat. like today, i could tell that i felt more comfortable than i usually am in my outfit, like it felt great and i didn’t feel that insecure. sometimes im always making sure my shirt covers a certain amount of my stomach bc i’ll soon feel like im bloated. i love wearing high waisted shorts/skirts/pants; theyre like one of the best things to exist lol. i wasn’t trying to lose weight on purpose, it just sorta happened under certain circumstances. i also know that my body kind of loses weight easily, like if i eat any less than my normal at the moment, i will automatically see a difference. sometimes i just dont like my body proportions. like, my upper arms feel fat and i dont like that crease at the armpits. im always on and off about my calves bothering me. i do like my hips a lot; i like feeling my hip bone. i like my waist bc it curves in. im pretty neutral about my ass lol i think the size of it fits my body and im not really into having such a huge butt. i used to like hate my boobs so much. i just didnt like them. i didnt like how small they looked compared to other girls i would see. i felt like no guy would want a girl like me with small boobs. i pretty much fell for societys standards or the male gaze with what the “perfect” female body is and id look at my chest and it would feel so flat. foreal in high school i wanted a boob job in the future like your girl just wanted boobies. i still get insecure about them but defff not to the extent that i used to. i used to care so much and now ive gotten more comfortable, but i do sometimes think like damn why cant any gained fat just all go to my tits lol. when i had my after hs “glow up” and felt prettier, there were more guys liking me during college and i put myself more out there and that honestly helped. im just rambling now. anyways, my bf loves my boobs and whenever he’s admiring them and expressing how much he likes them it just makes me happy and my past self needed to hear that sooner. going deeper into it, i feel like this is the root of me being attracted to girls. like i would see a girl with my ideal body type and boobs just bigger than mine and i wanted that bc i felt like that was part of being pretty. ive been admiring girls for so long but i didnt even realize the extent of it and what it meant since i focused on boy crushes in school. i had a lot of female celebrities that i liked; i just thought they were perfect and i wanted to be them. omg on that note, im very glad that i no longer have thoughts where i wish i was white. i cant believe i even thought of what i wanted to look like. i hated my eyes, my nose, my side profile. i’ve gained more acceptance to my facial features (still not a fan of my side profile tho lol). ive embraced being asian and i dont feel any internal racism anymore. also, middle school/hs can really ruin your confidence and i feel like its inevitable for everyone. anyways, another thing i like are my collar bones and that whole part of my body. very minuscule, but i like my wrists. i would wrap my fingers around them and try each finger to figure out their size and go up my arm until my fingers couldnt touch. during college is when i noticed my body changing more. i was losing more fat and some to me felt like baby fat. so i noticed my wrists getting smaller and looking more dainty and flat, like how i wanted. even my fingers shrunk. towards the second half of college, i would put on rings id wear a lot and they became loose more often and like now, they completely slide on my finger. in hs i thought my fingers looked so chubby and my ring size felt too big. anyways, ill finish and stop rambling now but its kind of eye opening typing all of this out. ive also been writing my thoughts wayyy more often on here. years back i never posted a text post and i barely posted my own pics too, so ive been using my “blog” to write and post more original stuff // 7.22.22

[teamnick]

blog tag

Thanks for the tag @skyshipper and @nina-zcnik 💙

1. Why did you choose your url?

Originally I had a gibberish url - when I registered, I didnt think I’d interact with anyone here lol - then later on I thought I should change it to something that actually means something, and that time I was deep, deep in my Nick Blaine - feels...hence my current url. 😊

2. Any side blogs?

I do have a few - I use them mainly to “store” there the fics that I really love, and there is also another one that was dedicated to Giancarlo’s llama show. RIP.

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

Hmm I think I registered in 2017? So I’ve been here for 4 years now. Geez.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

Nope, I dont even understand whats the reason behind it tbh - but I hardly queue anything, so...what do I know.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

To find an outlet for my feelings re: Nick and June (and Max Minghella in particular).

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

Okay so I watched Shadow and Bone and fell in love with the show, mostly with Helnik and Matthias. He is amazing. So I knew immediately that I wanna change my icon - but didnt find anything that I liked. And then I got lucky - @hvitstark had her 4k celebration event and she was kind enough to make me a Matthias icon with the style/colour that I chose (again - thank you so much!!). And I’m in love with this pfp ever since. 💙💙💙 

7. Why did you choose your header?

LOL see above. The gif is from my favourite Helnik scene, with one of my favourite Matthias moments. My heart melts every time I look at it tbh.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

Uhm...I think its this Normal People gifset from last year. I made only a handful of edits, and I’m also unable to learn how to use Photoshop, so yeah...its not great, but I still love the concept. 

9. How many mutuals do you have?

I dont know...I counted it once, but I cant remember now. Somewhere between 30 and 50, maybe?

10. How many followers do you have?

813

11. How many people do you follow?

285

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

Oh yes. Yes. 😂 Once I will be brave enough to share them here, but for now the receipts shall remain on the llama blog.

13. How often do you use Tumblr each day?

Definitely too often. I go through the dash every morning, then I check it during my breaks @ work...not that healthy tbh.

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

Nope. The stupidity is quite astounding sometimes, but hey, thats what the block button is for!

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

I hate these childish guilt trips. If I see a post saying “You need to reblog this!!”, or “If you cant reblog this, unfollow me now!!” - theres a 100% chance that I will NOT reblog it. 

(If the question refers to the reblogging of posts like fics or edits - then yes, I absolutely agree; I tend to reblog everything I really like, why not? It’s important to encourage content creators, otherwise how would they be motivated enough to keep the fandoms alive?!)

16. Do you like tag games?

Oh yes, very much!! They are a nice distraction or a procrastination method

17. Do you like ask games?

I do like them, yes, but I’m the absolute worst in answering any asks that I might get. Idk I always get overwhelmed, or I just dont have enough time to make my answers nice/good enough...and in the end I get anxious af. So I havent reblogged any ask games lately.

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

@zalrb definitely. (Or if she isnt yet, she should be.)

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Yeah I do! But they probably know that lol since I’m bugging them nearly every day. 😂💕

Tagging: @kachoobu @thescorpioracer @eleincanti @tidemakar @lena-haloways @misselesava if u wanna ✨

[b1a4seeyou]

Birthday Gift

Summary: Celebrating your special day with an idol isnt easy

Genre: Kinda cliche but FULL OF FLOOF!!!!!

Note: Happy one day late birthday, @masatohijirikawas!!! I’ve been following you for who knows when and you’re one of my favorite Utapri, or more accurately, Masato love blog. Your love for Masato is so strong and full of pure love, please never forget that!! So since wishing you isn’t enough, I hope you dont mind that I’m giving you this rushed out cliche short writing and I hope you’re having the best days of your lives with your love for Masato. ;w; (PS: It’s best if you read this with Sanctuary ygfghvyfug)

Sounds of cheering screams calling their idols’ names, colourful rainbow lights surrounding the stage moving in unison to the beat, it was an amazing performance done by Starish and Quartet Night. As a fan of them AND a girlfriend of one of the members, watching them perform live isn’t new but the excitement feeling still arose in your heart. Watching every member singing while their fans dancing along with their lightsticks, concerts will never not excite you. Especially when he’s on stage and on the front stage right in front you. Getting the hot seat tickets was not that easy, but thank the gods you were lucky to get one so you can see him up close. Hearing his melodic voice never fails you from falling into him more, no matter how many times you’ve heard it. At certain times, he’ll catch a glimpse of you from the front row and shyly winked at you. Even though that excited the other fans around you but it’s better to think that way.

By the end of the concert, everyone exited the venue and you quietly slid through the crowd and to the backstage. You’d already mastered the skill on sneaking to the backstage ever since you started dating so it was a piece of cake to you. Making sure no one saw you, you hurriedly went inside to their dressing room. Knocking on Starish’s door with their cheerful reply, everyone was really happy to see you as you entered. Everyone gathered around you and asked about their performance, laughing and taking in your review as usual but the man you’re looking for wasn’t with them. You asked them for his whereabouts and not until then, the door behind you opened, revealing the strands of blue hair as he walked inside.

“Masato!” Your heart felt warm as the man you’re dying to see came to view and gave him the biggest hug around his neck. He wasn’t expecting that surprise but from you, any surprise made him blush. “Man, I’m really jealous of you both. Seeing you two being lovey dovey made my heart crushed huhu,” said Otoya as he clutched his chest, pretending he’s in pain. The both of you chuckled at his playful act and released each other from the hug. “Awwww. I never forget about you. Group hug!” And everyone gathered for a group hug. “Betting you’re waiting for him to go home, ay or nay?” asked Syo. “Well, as usual. I can’t let her walk alone at night,” Masato replied as he hugged your shoulder and pulled you close. “Well, well. We don’t get to see Masato getting all smooth in front of us that often, don’t we?” Masato gave a slight glare to Ren, you can feel the tension between those two. “I’ll wait outside while you get changed, okay?” You hugged him once more and stepped outside. Though once you closed the door, Masato was already started to feel embarrassed for being that straightforward, especially right in front of the group.

After Masato stepped out of the dressing room, you both walked side by side home and talked about your days with him. While in a conversation, you suddenly remembered an important note you’d set in mind to ask him. “Hey, Masato. Do you have any schedules or plans for tomorrow?” He stroked his chin, deep in thought, “I have a few shootings with the others and probably dance practice.” “Oh.” You already knew he already had a batch of projects in hand, not expected for an idol. “Do you have something in mind?” he asked, seeing your gloomy expression showing on your face but you shaked your head and smiled. “Just asking.” As you arrived home, you kissed him good night and entered your room, tossing your bag aside and slumped yourself on bed. Tomorrow is actually your birthday and that day would be very special to you celebrating with him. You already made plans with him by your side in mind but knowing he’s an idol, it was expected your plans wouldn’t come true. But not only you wanted to celebrate your birthday with him, you just want to spend some time with him. You both had rarely went on dates as his schedule was getting more packed. ‘I just want spend some time with him for just one day.’ You thought and got up, getting ready for bed.

Morning came once again and today’s the day! You wished yourself happy bithday and got up to start your day. You saw a note from Masato on your bedside, saying he had to get to the setting early. He must be really busy, forgotten today’s your special day but you already forgave him, it wasn’t his fault anyway. You went out to a cakery nearby and treated yourself with some sweets, spent your days on window-shopping, thinking he’ll probably asked you a bunch if you stared a certain item for too long, which made you giggled at that thought. You missed talking to him, holding his hand, his cute expression when his mood lightened. You missed his presence and even in this day, you just really hope he’s with you. You sighed and was about to head home for the day when your phone buzzed with a short message from Masato. [Park] It was strange, normally he would type out a long formal message. Seeing this one-word message coming from him, you were suspecting something so you shoved your phone into your bag and head for the central park.

The sun had set and you’re already at the park, but you see no sign of Masato around. It’s getting more suspicious that Masato is very punctual and isn’t the kind of person to be late in a certain appointment. You tried walking around to see any human presence when you saw a sudden human figure rushing into the forest nearby. “Masato?” You didn’t even see the glimpse of that figure but you believed that’s him. “Masato, is that you? Where are you?” You tried following the figure and walked into the forest. You felt really uncomfortable as the night comes and decided to go back, but your intention changed when you saw a piece of paper attached to a tree. You picked it up and by surprise, it’s a note written “Follow the string”. Your expression went shocked. The handwriting was different from the note that morning. So you searched around the area and found the string on one of the nearby trees.

As you followed the string, you saw something was clipped on it and picked it up. Your eyes widen as it was a polaroid photo of you. You looked up and found more of these polaroid photos were clipped on the string. Walking deeper and deeper as you follow the string while looking at the photos, you almost teared up for the last photo was you and Masato together. You weren’t expecting it until you turned to see bright lights hanged on the trees, given light to the center of flowerbeds under a bigger tree with all the photos of you two. Your heart felt so warm, you tried to held back the tears in your eyes, when you felt a pair of hands covering them while singing. You know this song. The melody, the lyrics, the angelic voice... You removed the hands and looked on your shoulder, facing the angel who you’ve been longing to be with. You’re trying so hard not to cry, he stroked your cheek as to say he wouldn’t mind. A tear flowed down your cheek and hugged him so tight, covering your face from letting him see you cry. Once he finished his song, you looked up to see him smiling while wiping the tears from your face. “I thought you were working,” you sniffed. “I did but I had time to get all of this prepared. Thanks to the guys.” Sounds of bushes ruffling from the side was heard, revealing the other members with their playful grins. “You guys... Then all this time...” “I know it was actually sudden but even though I’ve got my hands full, I’m not gonna miss my girlfriend’s special day. Happy birthday, Boo.” Even though you could see flushes of red on his cheeks, he then brought his face closer to you and his lips met yours. Cant handle the cuteness and sweetness from your beloved, you accept it and embraced this sudden but special gift he presented, with the boys cheering and coming out of the bushes to celebrate your birthday together.