#sorry michael buble.

[sciderman]

Drifters White Christmas erasure (and I’m a Christmas music hater)

no no, you're right. unfortunately i can't listen to it in any other context other than it's inclusion in home alone (1990) because i'm under oath that the only song i can listen to with full consent in the month of december is wham!'s last christmas.

[outism-had-a-purpose]

Sinclair gets a new mirror world identity. It's exactly the same as the one they're in, but in here his hometown they all preferred pop christmas songs to the classic ones, and so by extension Kromer does also do her whole thing with them.

Between Two Worlds is to the tune of Mariah Carey's 'All I Want For Christmas.'

[sepulchral-pulchritude]

come to think of it, if you insist on trying to cover santa baby as a heterosexual man, there's really only one solution: santa mommy.

[match-your-steps]

unpopular opinion but I hate michael buble's christmas album. least favorite album ever in the world that I can think of. I would prefer objectively bad music, christmas or not, and I am not kidding or exaggerating, nor was that a hard choice to make

[dudeshusband]

i looked at the "100 greatest christmas songs ever" playlist on spotify and it's like this

what is this?

[clockmocker]

Corn on the cob discourse in my stream today

[lemonvic]

Hello! I hope you're having a nice weekend!

If it's possible, can I see more interactions of Y/N cookie and Shadow milk please? I just love the idea of him knowing their true identity!

Also I love your version of Y/N, thanks for creating them ⸜( ´ ꒳ ` )⸝ 💗💗💗

Hi gurlie! I'm soo sorry for a wait and ngl i actually like their bond tbh

Sooo here you go! (^v^)

And they dance.. *insert 'Sway' song by Michael Buble*

And the odd sight to see where A Shadow Milk Cookie went calm and being suave here surprisingly. Wowow

Anyways hope you have a great day and see you in next next week cuz exam is coming up to mee. (MUEHEHEHEH)

[yourladyem]

Beetlejuice Loves Lydia

Spotify Playlist

He hacked her phone again and created a playlist. No matter what she does a love song goes off every day.

MacArthur Park by Richard Harris

Right Here Waiting for You by Richard Marx

Everything I Do I Do it For You by Bryan Adams

Heaven by Bryan Adams

Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen

Hard to Say I'm Sorry by Chicago

I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston

How Am I Supposed to Live Thought You by Michael Bolton

When a Man Loves a Woman by Michael Bolton

Stuck on You by Lionel Richie

Listen to Your Heart by Roxette

Glory of Love by Peter Cetera

Can't Help Falling with You by Elvis

Love Me Tender by Elvis

Every Breath You Take by The Police

Don't Give Up on Us by David Soul

Against All Odds by Genesis

You're the Inspiration by Chicago

Waterloo by ABBA

Take a Chance on Me by ABBA

Lady in Red by Chris de Burgh

Grenade by Bruno Mars

Bad Romance by Lady Gaga

A Thousand Years by Christina Perri or James Arthur

It Had to Be You by Harry Connick Jr

Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers

My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion

I Put a Spell on You by Annie Lennox

You Make My Dreams Come True by Hall and Oats

Make You Feel My Love by Adele

Uptown Girl by Billy Joel

Just the Way You Are by Bill Joel

Marry You by Bruno Mars

Crazy for This Girl by Evan and Jaron

Here We Go Again by Ray Charles and Norah Jones

Could I Have This Dance by Anne Murray

Your Song by Elton John

Crazy Little Thing Called Love by Queen

Hooked on a Feeling by Blue Swede

On the Street Where You Live from My Fair Lady

I've Grown Accustomed to Her Face from My Fair Lady

Storybook Love by Mark Knopfler

That's Amore by Dean Martin

Innamorata by Dean Martin

Something About the Way You Look Tonight by Elton John

Our Love is Here to Stay by Frank Sinatra

As Time Goes By by Jimmy Durante

Moonlight Serenade by Carly Simon

I Just Called to Say I Love You by Stevie Wonder

Crazy by Patsy Cline

I'll Have to Say I Love You in a Song by Jim Croce

Annie's Song by John Denver

Fascination by Nat King Cole

Unforgettable by Nat King Cole

Stardust by Nat King Cole

They Can't Take That Away From Me by Fred Astaire

The Way You Look Tonight by Fred Astaire

You Light Up My Life by LeAnn Rimes

I Can't Stop Loving You by Ray Charles

Can't Take My Eyes Off of You by Frankie Valli

At Last by Etta James

Call Me Irresponsible by Michael Buble

I'm Your Man by Michael Buble

My Girl by The Temptations

[lampiridaes]

HIIII

Your finally open again 🫶🫶🫶

Can i request a tsukasa, rui and nene x reader (separate) and the plot is something like the song “something stupid” more specifically the verse “ the time is right your perfume fills my head the stars are read and oh the nights so blue, and then i go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like i love you “

Thank you xxxx I’ve missed youuu

♬ now playing: "i love you..."

-> saying you love them so suddenly, so unexpectedly... are you trying to give them a heart attack?

★ — chars ; tsukasa , rui , nene

★ — notes ; HELLO H :333 finally writing this. VERY SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!! lowkey got rlly excited to write this then BAAM. SCHOOL WORK EVERYWHERE.!!!! also listen to the song on loop as i was writing (michael buble's cover ft reese witherspoon bc i LOVE michael buble's voice) and it got me in the mood!!! I HOPE U LIKE READING THIS AS MUCH AS I LOVED WRITING IT!!!

★ — warnings ; open endings for all of them (nothing rlly insane lol) , otherwise none!

★ — taglist ; @asherenjoysart , @nogenderbee , @akitosheart , @nenes-numberonefan , @mintchocaur

affiliated with @virtualbookstore ★

★ track one: tenma tsukasa

the day before, tsukasa had invited you to go with this festival with him. there'd be lights, games, prizes... just about any other regular festival.

and yet, here you are with him. people around you are chattering, 'you won!' sound effects can be heard blaring around the entire area.

... surely, if you dropped the 'L' word, he wouldn't hear it.

"...i love you, tsukasa."

a soft yet sad smile can be seen on your expression. you really just said that for no reason, didn't you? how silly.

well, that was what you thought until tsukasa turned back at you, with this bright red blush on his face. yep, definitely heard you.

"...you do?"

this might be the most quiet you've heard from the boy. you were surprised he could even say something like that in such a meek voice.

it's all up to you now. do you want to admit it, change your friendship with him, or would you rather deny it and go back to square one?

★ track two: kamishiro rui

like every other day, you go hang out with rui as he's working on robots for a future show. as always, he appreciates your company. you're a good friend to him, and you also don't touch his works in progress without letting him know.

... also, you tend to ask him questions as he works. not too many to distract him, of course. he finds that rather cute, whether you believe it or not.

he also finds you keeping him company endearing, making sure he doesn't feel lonely... and it seems like you have similar feelings.

"i love you."

is what you thought you thought to yourself, but when rui looked back at you with a startled look on your face, you suddenly realize that you, in fact, said it out loud.

"i meant- i meant your inventions! your work... it's really impressive, rui."

great save there. he totally believed that. especially with how much you stammered.

"oh, that's disappointing. i was about to say the same back to you."

rui had that signature smirk of his, though this one... you could easily tell he lacks the regular cool, level-headedness it usually has.

whatever his intention was, it ended up making you blush in the process. this guy is really going to be the death of you, isn't he?

★ track three: kusanagi nene

you really can't shut your mouth, can you? the original plan was to simply help nene memorize her lines, making sure everything sounded smooth.

yet now you found yourself gazing at her adoringly. one thing led to another, and you just had to tell her that-

"i love you."

it was as if time stopped. you cover your mouth with your hand, gasping with surprise. nene wasn't any different—she was in total disbelief. and if that wide-eyed look on her face told you anything...

"...it's the next character's lines. i'm just... trying to help, yeah?"

the awkward smile on your face didn't make your words any more believable. not to mention, nene has already scanned over the script, she already knows what the actual line is!

"...i love you too."

... that wasn't nene's line. mostly because that wasn't even the other line to begin with, but when nene said that...? oddly suspicious, in the best way possible.

when you finally have the courage to gaze at her once more, you can even catch a glimpse of her subtle yet gentle smile.

"that's my line, after yours."

in a way, she wasn't wrong.

[edgrara]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍?

feat - Raiden, Kung Lao, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi

No warnings, sfw, fluff

*DISCLAIMER - this is my opinion of what i think they listen so im sorry if its not to your liking*

𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍

He doesn’t really listen to a lot of genres but definitely listen to Chinese instrumental music due to his culture growing up

Would listen to jazz artists such as Michael Buble and Frank Sinatara 

His favourite songs would be ‘Fly me to the moon’ and ‘Sway’

Maybe listens to a bit of the trending songs like ‘Standing next to you’ and ‘3D’

Doesn’t like Rock a lot as he finds it loud and overwhelming to listen

𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐎

Same w raiden, he would listen to Chinese instrumental music 

He listens to mostly Pop, maybe Justin Bieber and The Weekend?

Listens to K-pop sometimes like ‘Love shot’ and ‘Bang Bang Bang’

Would be singing ‘What do you mean’ the WHOLE day to the point where Raiden gets irritated and fed up w him

He would sit for hours listening to music

Johnny probably introduced him to Pop music 

𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄

Has white man music taste

Listens to Pitbull, Justin Bieber and Chris Brown

favourite song of course, its ‘International Love’

He secretly listens to Nicki Minaj and tries to rap the lyrics

His go to karaoke song is ‘Last Friday Night’ and ‘California Girls’

Has a great ton of playlist for each mood

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈

Doesn’t really have a favourite song 

He does listens to j-pop a little bit like Fuji Kaze

He would go on strolls while listening to music

Has dad music taste

Prefers to listens to bands than solo artists 

Has a ‘The Beatles’ t-shirt 

reblogs, likes and shares are appreciated!

@edgrara ‘23

[sooinbloom]

Haven’t Met You Yet

pairing: kyungsoo x you genre: meet cute, fluff, neighbor AU, actor!soo word count: 3,302 description: Kyungsoo becomes enamored with his neighbor, and one chance encounter becomes the start of something beautiful warnings: language author’s note: hello dear reader! Long time no see! Sorry about that. this is another one shot that i wrote and never published. I came up with it listening to the song, “Haven’t Met You Yet” by Michael Buble. I have a bit of an idea for a second part, let me know if you liked this one shot and I’ll get to work on the second part! Thank you for your likes, reblogs and shares on my other work! It baffles me that these things get read. Please enjoy, this is lighthearted, no warnings… Just cuteness. Dividers by @saradika-graphics , gif is not mine.

- Aria

Kyungsoo watches his neighbor every day. 

He wasn't sure how it or when it started, he can’t remember anything before seeing her walking down the sidewalk that one autumn morning. Ever since, he was taken by her. He watched her from across the street from his living room window. Their townhouses faced each other, her house number was 111 and his was 112. Kyungsoo liked that, how she was before him in many ways. Out of anything in the world, he wanted her to be the first thing he saw in the morning and was determined to start his day with just a glimpse of her. Her shifts were opposite from his, she worked during the day and his call times were mainly at night for the first half of his project. When Kyungsoo would come home from work, she would be locking her door and leaving for the day.

Today was no exception.

Kyungsoo watched her lock her door as she slowly descended the few steps that gave her access to the sidewalk. He didn’t understand how one woman could look so perfect this early in the morning. Her hair grazed her shoulders in a pretty style he had never seen her wear before. The outfit she wore slowly became the actor’s favorite he’s seen her wear so far. The cream-colored chunky sweater, brown calf-length skirt and sneakers combination she was wearing looked like what holding her in his arms must feel like; cozy and warm. A badge hung from a soft pink lanyard around her neck, and he could never make out what the ID said, but from his best guess she must have worked in an office somewhere.

Kyungsoo couldn't tell what color her eyes were, but their serene gleam made him want to see the soul behind them. The man hoped one day he could muster up enough courage to speak to her and see those eyes up close. Having her at a distance was becoming too much to bear, just watching this beautiful woman he called his neighbor on her daily commute or weekend morning walks was not enough anymore.

 This beautiful stranger had a glow about her that Kyungsoo could not quite put his finger on. At one point, Kyungsoo wondered if the woman was even real or just a fatigued apparition that only appeared when he was too tired to realize she was not real. This theory was proven wrong on several occasions but stayed a theory in the back of his head. He would scold himself every time he would gravitate toward the window to watch her come home after her long days.

This is insane. 

This is creepy. 

You're stalking your neighbor. Your beautiful neighbor. 

The problem remained that Kyungsoo did not know how to approach her. Did she speak the same language? How embarrassing would it be if he opened his mouth, and she did not understand him! Kyungsoo spoke English, yes, but felt more comfortable speaking in his native language, Korean. He could express himself better and not second guess every word that came out of his mouth. Even worse... What if she recognized him? It’s not exactly impossible, but not something the actor would bet on.

Relocating to Los Angeles for his first major international movie role was a huge step in Kyungsoo’s career. He was on the cusp of his entire life changing, and dating was the furthest thing from his mind… Until he saw her. Losing himself in the idea of her became Kyungsoo’s favorite past time, living in a world where she was by his side. He loved the idea of her. She could be the worst thing for him, but he figured he would never know until he took the chance to put himself out there against the advisory of his management. Being alone in a new country was already hard enough on Kyungsoo, the isolation was starting to make him reflect on just how lonely he felt and the yearning to share his life with someone started to overtake him.

He also understood how crazy all of this was. He never even said a greeting to his woman yet he was certain she could be the one he wanted to spend his Sunday mornings with, doing nothing being close to her, holding her as she woke up in his arms. No one made him lose his mind more than her, this woman he never met before. He didn't want to make his neighbor feel uncomfortable around him if they ever met. He made a sincere effort to catch a glimpse of her without her noticing but the more he lingered at the window, the harder it was to be incognito.

He softly rehearsed what he would say to his neighbor if they ever met as he took a hot shower, even giving himself pause to make sure his words made sense. As he readies himself for bed, he runs through his monologue for filming after this mini production break he is on but seems to resort back to practicing his greetings for his neighbor. How could she make him lose his focus to easily?! His head hits the pillow, forcing himself to fall asleep as fast as possible. This way he could be greeted with her presence at 5:30pm sharp, just as he has been doing every single day for the last couple of months.

Kyungsoo's alarm chimes loudly in his ear, waking him from yet another dream of her. Part of him wanted to stay floating in the fantasy world he created where she belonged to him but he knew if he dawdled a second longer, he would miss her. Stumbling out of bed, the half-asleep man rushes to make coffee and turn the television on so it is not obvious he’s waiting for her.

Don’t be weird. Even though this is the weirdest thing you’ve ever done, Doh Kyungsoo.

He pulls the curtains back ever-so-slightly and waits for her appearance. 

5:29. 

5:30.

There she is. 

Her arms are full of grocery bags, she looks tired and out of it. More than likely, it must have been a long day for her. He’d been picking up on her physical cues for some time now and her shoulders told him everything he needed to know about her day without hearing a single word. Kyungsoo wondered what her voice sounded like, was it soft like clouds? Sweet like honey? Calm like a summer breeze? He pondered over this over and over, musing over what it would take to make her laugh, what her lips tasted like…

Stop being a creep. Is it creepy that I like her and never met her? I’m not surprised, Kyungsoo thought to himself.

It was clear that she was struggling, her shoelace gets caught under her other shoe, causing her to trip. Her bags spill their contents onto her cement-paved walkway. He watches her land on her lawn, her mouth uttering curses he can’t hear but can definitely make out from how her lips move. Without thinking, Kyungsoo bolts into action and crosses the street. 

"Are you alright?" Kyungsoo asks, nervously getting to her level. The woman looks up at him and the most beautiful eyes meet his. Now he was sure what color they were, and my God was it a beautiful hue. She tilted her head in confusion, and awe of the handsome man in front of her. 

"Sorry?" Her eyes plead with him, "I'm sorry, I don't understand."

Holy shit.

Kyungsoo was not expecting that beautiful of a voice to come from her. Well, to be fair, he didn’t know what to expect but her tone exceeds his expectations. He was hoping for such a harmonious sound and he got it. The man realizes what he had done and blushes in her gaze. He did exactly what he feared he would do: speak in his native language, a language she obviously does not understand. With a gulp, he hangs his head, the burn of embarrassment tingling his ears and neck as words that felt foreign on his tongue left his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry. Are you alright?" Kyungsoo helps her up and she dusts herself off. She mutters a soft thank you and their hands brush gently. Shivers run down Kyungsoo’s spine at her touch, he knew if he lingered, he’d become addicted to the sensation of her fingers touching his.

"Yes, I’m alright. No injuries except for my pride. Have we met before? Do you live nearby?" She replies, picking up a bag or two. He notices the grass stains on her skirt as gathers her groceries in their bags. He sets them neatly in a row and puts his entire focus on her.

"Maybe we crossed paths a time or two. I just moved in. I am from Korea." Kyungsoo admits. 

"Korea... Very nice! I’ve always wanted to go there. If you don't mind me asking, why did you move here? Lately there’s been so many new faces in the community, but I haven’t had a chance to meet half of my new neighbors. You’re the first so far.”

Kyungsoo debates on if he should tell her. Would she know he's an actor? Would it matter? Kyungsoo fought the rapid-fire thoughts in his head the best he could and tried to form an answer that would a) make sense and b) be in the language she understood.

"I'm... I'm here for a work project. I'm an actor." Kyungsoo lowly admits. He becomes surprised when she calmly nods as if he told her he’s an office worker.

"Makes sense. Most people that live here are. Minus myself and a few others. For the last year, the studio nearby leases a few townhomes in the complex until their projects are finished." She notes, grabbing a few grocery bags. "I'm so sorry, if it's not too much can I ask for your help getting these inside?"

"Of course I can help." Kyungsoo beams, proudly taking the rest of her grocery bags and following her. He couldn’t help but take her in from up close. She’s about an inch or two shorter than him, her body has curves that Kyungsoo eagerly travels down with his wonder-filled eyes to commit her to memory. He nervously bumbles behind her and once he passes the threshold… It is exactly how he had imagined it: not too neat, not too messy and very her… Or the idea of her in his head.

"The kitchen is here," the woman says, "Oh, my. I never asked your name."

"Doh Kyungsoo. In America it's Kyungsoo Doh, right?"

"Yes, that’s correct but you don’t need to change how you say it. It’s nice as it is. Doh Kyungsoo... Kyungsoo..." please, keep saying my name... "100 Days My Prince, right?"

Kyungsoo's eyes widen at the confirmation that she does indeed know who he is. He takes a breath and slowly nods. This can go one of two ways. She can just be a normal person or she can be completely unhinged, oh no... What have I done? 

"This is going to sound odd," she chuckles at herself, "I... Kind of knew who you were but didn’t know how to approach you without making it super weird." 

Kyungsoo blushes again, his shyness taking over. She's a fan? "So, you knew who I was?"

The beauty before him blushes this time, looking away from him. "I had a feeling, but I figured I could be wrong. You probably get recognized a lot. Like I said, there is quite a few actors living in this complex for work. I would not want to make you feel uncomfortable. You are truly kind for taking the time to help me. Thank you."

"Tell me your name." Kyungsoo can sense his desperation in his voice as he leans on the counter. He hears her name roll off her tongue, the sound of it echoing in his ears. He repeats it softly, then looks up at her.

"Beautiful," Kyungsoo breathes.

“Thanks.” She smiles again, now all he wants to do is make her smile like that again and again… Possibly make her face contort in other ways if he was to be so lucky.

“So, what is it you do for work? Since we are sharing.” Kyungsoo asks, now even more curious to know every small detail about her.

“I’m screenplay writer for a network… ABC.” She replies. Kyungsoo tilts his head and wonders if it is a fake company, or she does not want to say. She catches on and chuckles softly, “it is an American broadcasting station. Shows like Grey’s Anatomy and Abbott Elementary are on the network.”

Kyungsoo’s eyes widen. She seems pretty important. The woman chuckles softly at Kyungsoo’s surprised look and waves her hand.

“Trust me, I am nothing special. I haven’t gotten a chance to work on a big show like those just yet. I have written for other networks, but nothing major like a prime-time show. Right now, I am in between projects, trying to find a home with a writing team. Since you helped me… Forgive me if this is a bit forward but would you like to stay for dinner?”

There was no hesitation as he looked at her with his head already nodding.

“I would love to.”

“Great! I was planning on making steak and pasta, is that okay? No dietary issues or…”

“I have been craving steak for months. I have been on a diet for my role, and I need an excuse to break it, and your offer is the best excuse to go rogue.” Kyungsoo smirks, enjoying how her eyes crinkle when she laughs. She moves swiftly in the kitchen, taking the groceries out of the bags and setting up everything she needs to cook. He watches her for a moment, then realizes he doesn’t want to just spectate. He wants to cook with her and feels this is a great way to brag about his chef experience.

“Would you like some help? I’m… I’m a licensed chef in Korea.” The man stutters, his confidence waning as the seconds stretch to what feels like minutes in his mind.

“A chef? I’m starting to like you even more than I did a few moments ago, Doh Kyungsoo.” Her reply sounds flirtatious. Is it flirtatious? Kyungsoo’s ears warm and he stands beside her, looking over the ingredients laid out on the counter, “I’m not exactly a chef, this is probably one of the only meals I know how to cook. There really isn’t much room for cooking with the schedule I have.”

“Don’t you worry, I can give you a few pointers… If you’ll let me.” Kyungsoo hears his voice drop lower, that adorable crimson spreads across the woman’s cheeks. It is funny how his lack of confidence is making her bashful, and how that reaction alone fills him with pride. She watches him chop and prep the ingredients with ease, he loved every second of her eyes on him.

“You seem to know what you’re doing, I might have to take you up on that offer.” She smirks. “So, tell me more about your cooking experience, what made you want to become a chef?”

“Well… It started when I was in high school…” Kyungsoo began to tell her the story of how his love for culinary arts came to be. He had been helping around the house after his mother had a minor surgery and his older brother had assigned Kyungsoo kitchen duty. He had to search up how to cook basic recipes and followed them to the letter out of anxiety of killing everyone in his family by food poisoning. The anxiety quickly turned to ease as he fell into a rhythm. He enjoyed how the aroma of the dishes made him feel accomplished, calm and the idea of serving his hardworking parents pushed him even further to cook regularly.

Kyungsoo’s mother championed this idea, she wanted her son to be independent and not rely on anyone to do basic survival skills for him. As Kyungsoo relayed the story, the woman beside him rests her elbows on the counter fully immersed in him. He could feel his heart flutter at the attention. Being wonderstruck by how quickly they drew each other in, the conversation continued, each of them sharing little anecdotes as Kyungsoo absentmindedly took over the kitchen. What once was small glances through a window turned into a back-and-forth conversation between two familiar strangers.

The clock wound down the hours and the sun set behind the Los Angeles hills, but the two neighbors became familiar as time went on. Kyungsoo learned that his neighbor wasn’t from Los Angeles, she had moved here a couple years ago for work. She preferred black tea over coffee, her favorite color was mint green, and she was an only child. She spent her summers on her grandparent's farm in the countryside of a place he had never heard of but could picture perfectly as she described the flat land and meadows she would adventure on. The little bits she told Kyungsoo was not enough. He wanted more. He needed more.

Kyungsoo thanked the woman for her hospitality, reluctant to leave her. It was now or never, he had to see her again. What made it difficult was his schedule, it was going to get more demanding after this rare day off he had.

“Thank you again for helping me and giving me company.” She said as she leaned on the wall of the entryway to her house.

“It’s no problem, really. I’m glad that I was available to help.” Kyungsoo softly replies. The words were on the tip of his tongue, he was going to ask her out. But before he could, she took a breath and crossed her arms over her chest.

“So, how long have you been watching me through your living room window?” She giggles. Kyungsoo could feel the color draining from his face at the prospect of her knowing he was watching her like a stalker. Yet, she’s smiling. It did not make any sense; he was caught red handed and she is smiling? “Do you think I dress this nice every day on purpose? I was… Trying to get your attention, for awhile I thought maybe I failed or was delusional at the prospect of you looking at me.”

“No, no. It worked. It definitely worked. I love looking at you.” Kyungsoo blurts, immediately regretting his words. Now I blew it.

“I’m relieved that you do. Is it possible that we can see each other again?” Is she asking me out?

“It’s a possibility,” Kyungsoo replies smoothly, “maybe you can come to my place for dinner next time. If that’s okay. Is that okay?”

Her laugh echoes in Kyungsoo’s mind, he can’t believe this all worked out the way that it did.

“It’s definitely okay. You don’t have to be so nervous, Kyungsoo.” She reaches out and grazes his arm, her gaze warmly meeting his.

“I’ll have to look at my filming schedule and get back to you, but I promise you won’t be waiting long. I want to see you again soon.” Kyungsoo affirms, taking his phone out and offering it to her. “Can I get your number?”

She happily takes his phone and types her number in the contact, playfully setting her contact name as Girl in 111, her house number. She does the same and Kyungsoo sets his contact name as Guy in 112, enjoying this little game they are playing. The short walk home felt like 100 miles to Kyungsoo. He turned and saw her standing in the doorway, waving softly.

It worked out exactly how he imagined, and couldn’t wait to discover more of her.

[bunnypeew]

Sway with me - Alastor x gn!reader

Okay so this is the first character x reader I've done EVER so bear with me, it is inspired by the song Sway by Michael Buble, I've been listening to that song nonstop recently!! anyway, the story is about a party that was going on in the hotel for a new guest, and they were all dancing including y/n, they were dancing on the dance floor alone until a slow song played ~ ANYWAY TO WRITING I GOO

Today was a very nice night, a party was happening in the lobby for a new guest of the hotel. Y/n usually didn't engage in this type of party, they were a pretty reserved person after all, but tonight they decided to participate anyway, hearing the soft jazz music that was playing from the lobby, they entered.

Everyone was dancing or getting drinks at the bar, Husk looked even more annoyed than usual and it was kinda funny but soon after they focused on the dance floor, they could see how everyone was dancing lively to the song playing and couldn't help but join.

Alastor was sitting down on a couch near the dance floor, tapping his foot down while with his finger he was tapping the microphone stand, he was not one for parties anymore he preferred staying in the shadows, still enjoying the good music he had chosen for the little party, but then he saw Y/n start dancing, it intrigued him since so far they hadn't shown much about themself since they came to the hotel.

Alastor saw them as a pretty shy individual so seeing them dance freely and without a thought was refreshing and curious.

He smirked, eyes still on them dancing until the song suddenly changed to a familiar song, definitely not one from his time, so everyone also shifted with the song getting in couples and swaying away to the song.

Y/n was left alone cuz of this and felt a bit embarrassed and tried to get off the dance floor until they felt a hand slither on their shoulder and one on their waist, they bobbed their hand upwards to see the Radio Demon himself.

''Alastor? What are you doing?,, they said in a shy way before turning their gaze away from the demon and down to the floor

Alastor quickly shifted his hand under their chin to make them look at him properly ''why dancing darling! can't you see, everyone else is in a couple and I just couldn't leave you all alone now could I?,, he says with a smirk making them blush profusely. And like that, they were swaying to the soft songs all night.

a/n: I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SHORT AND RUSHED BUT ITS KINDA HARD WRITING AFTER FOREVER SO YEAH AHAHHA. But I love Alastor and would LOVE to dance with him to sway like, come on

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Hope ur having a great day mx. t! ♥️

Came here to drop off ANOTHER one for Soccer Family if u haven’t gotten sick of it 😭

BUT because I’m powering through essays with Michael Buble’s Christmas Album and from one tiktok I saw! Imagine the family having the equivalent of an Alexa, which is Lyla!! She’s Miguel’s smart assistant, but he has it linked to his home for his and his family’s convenience!!

One day Benjamin out of pure curiosity goes up asking “Hey Lyla, can reindeers fly?”

Miguel watching TV in the living room thinks nothing of it, Lyla is a Smart Assistant, programed her himself, surely she won’t—

Lyla in her little pixie form bends down to look at the poor boy. “Awww sorry Ben, caribous can’t fly-“

Miguel’s eyes widen. Oh no.

Ben shrieks. “SANTA CLAUS ISN’T REAL?!?!”

And after his lovely wife got mad at him for ruining Santa Claus for Gabi when she was younger, he was determined to keep the magic alive for little Benjamin.

He rises to his feet and point’s accusingly at the little pixie. “First of all, Lyla doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”

Lyla deadpans. Benjamin runs away crying.

Oh dear.

🎅🎅🎅

I could never get tired of Soccer Family 🥹❤️. It's my baby ❤️❤️❤️✨

And omg TTwTT Lyla is such a great addition!!! Will totally add her if that's okay with you 🫶🏻.

[axolotlsupremacyowo]

For the ask game:

Miles Edgeworth, #1, 12, 23

Hi bestie! I am...SO sorry for answering late...but here I go!

Why do you like or dislike this character?

I like him because he's...him! He's snobby, formal even in situations where it's not necessary, really bad at feelings, brutal and determined. And gay, VERY gay. I just love that all about him. He's also a super fun character to write and read!

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Miles is DEFINITELY a secret fan of Michael Buble and Ray LaMontagne. He will never admit it...but Phoenix may or may not have caught Miles doing the boogey to Michael Buble's "Santa Baby"

23. Favorite picture of this character

THIS ONE

HE'S LITERALLY LOOKING AT A SHIRTLESS PICTURE OF PHOENIX IT'S GLORIOUS

THIS IS OFFICIAL ART, BTW

[lord-of-the-harvest]

TPOF Fox/Announcer/Ren Hana Headcannons

-While he doesn’t have much of an accent, he does know at least a little Japanese. He goes back and forth to Japan often, for business and for vacation, and it was easier for him to brush up on the language rather than getting a translator.

-Appreciates foods like sushi, steak tartare, etc cause they’re socially acceptable ways to eat raw/undercooked meats

-Sorry guys, but he definitely drives a Tesla if/when he’s not being driven

-Michael Buble fan

-He prefers baths, but also has one of those big rain shower heads in his shower

-Got that abhorrent hoodie from memelord mode as a joke from a con, but actually wears it on laundry day or as pajamas

-He sleeps in a bed, which looks pretty tame and clean during the day, but makes it into a huge nest at night with pillows and blankets. (Absolutely moves around and makes a mess of the bed in his sleep)

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Hey-sorry I'm talking about hb and hh music again

Most of them are boring pop but now image if hb series was more experimental and more creative of music like

Pride ring has more Symphonic and Orchestral mixed with the music of immigrant sinners aka other traditional music nations like India or Sweden and ECT

Or Alastor songs in PILOT was in Country and Western way what

Now image if Vivziepop aren't was a bad person or creep

Wait wait wait I actually love this idea.

So let's think about it. Sinners being in one place and giving their areas earthly influence, that makes sense. I imagine people from similar ethnicities would also bring those cultural elements along and build communities, the same way people immigrating to another country eventually all find each other and build communities.

So different rings having different music styles - I LOVE THAT. I'm a really big fan of using instruments and genres to represent characters and places. Steven Universe had the great use of certain instruments for each character, mixing them when they were in the same scene or fused. I think it could totally work for either music that the characters are singing or just background music in general.

I think pop music can work (I'm not a fan of it personally but I think it can work. Not my thing doesn't equal bad.) and maybe can be kept for Greed or Lust, though I do imagine big band brass having a place in Lust as well. Sloth could be a slow paced waltz which is sleepy but not enough to drag too much. Not sure about the others off the top of my head but it's definitely a cool concept.

I see Hazbin having genres tied to characters but I also think most of them are going to have one off songs, and the focus is going to be more on Broadway type music. Viv has ALWAYS had a thing for Broadway music, even back in the voice idea videos for her characters from years before the pilot came out. One thing I hope she REALLY doesn't do is mix genres in one song, like the Three Vs whose audition songs were by Michael Buble for Valentino (DON'T SEE IT), Rihanna for Velvette and Sinatra for Vox.