#this album is all of her spilled out and people DO hate to see it because a lot of people hate her!!!!

[piinksdoll]

→ [Bed Chem | Spencer Reid]

Pairing~ Spencer Reid x Singer!Reader

Genre~ fluff, very suggestive

Word Count~ 2.2k

Warnings~ sexual innuendos, spencer being an awkward cutie

a/n~ very fluffy and cute but also VERY suggestive, and I know some of the lyrics down match up with spence so pls dont hate me also I just used a photo of sab so dont hate me it was just to visualize!!! also NOT PROOFREAD!!!! also I added links to visualize for me people who are visual-izers lol k have fun!

part 1!! part 2!!

(Narrator POV)

Penelope had gathered everyone in her apartment for her usual get-together, but this time, she seemed particularly excited about something. She wouldn’t stop grinning, and none of the team could get a straight answer about what they were about to listen to. Spencer would rather be at home with you, since days that you're in Virginia are scarce, but you insisted he hang out with his friends. He sat in Penelope’s apartment excited for the night to be over so he could return home to you.

“Come on, Babygirl, spill it,” Derek said, giving her an exasperated look. “What’s this surprise? Is it a podcast? Audiobook? Something crime-related?”

“Oh, it's so much better than that!” Penelope said with a mischievous look in her eye. “It’s music! A new artist I’m obsessed with. Her name is Y/n Y/l/n and she's so amazing you’re going to love her! We’re listening to her new album Short n’ Sweet, she only has a performance out for Bed Chem so we’re going to start off with that!”

The fact that she had chosen your album had made Spencer uncharacteristically nervous, and now that Penelope was about to press play on a song about him, his unease was starting to become visible. Spencer stiffened beside Derek, his fingers nervously twitching at his sides. He knew this album very well. Penelope pressed play, and the first beats of ‘Bed Chem’ by you started filling the room. The sultry intro immediately set the tone, and Spencer swallowed hard. He could feel the heat rise in his cheeks. Of all the songs.

I was in a sheer dress the day that we met

We were both in a rush, we talked for a sec

Your friend hit me up so we could connect

And what are the odds? You sent me a text…

Emily raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Ooh, this sounds fun.” JJ nodded along, smiling. “It’s catchy.” But it wasn’t long before the lyrics kicked in, and as Spencer listened to the opening lyrics he recalled how you two met:

Flashback

(Y/n POV)

“Listen, I know I have all these things to do but I just need time ok? The album needs something, I am not at all ready for it to come out. It's literally all just sad, and there needs to be something else apart from it. Nat, please just a few more months and you can release it no matter what- oh my, i'm so sorry that was totally my fault!” I exclaimed seeing coffee spill all over the coat of the stranger in front of me. My phone fell on the ground  between us landing under the books that had slipped from his hand. I look up and am met with big brown eyes that look like chocolate I can just melt in.

The stranger in front of me gasped slightly, looking down at his now coffee-stained coat. "No, no, it's okay!" he reassured me, his voice soft but flustered as he knelt down to gather his fallen books. I crouched quickly, reaching for my phone that had landed just beneath one of his thick textbooks.

“I’m really sorry,” I said again, glancing up at him once again as our hands brushed while reaching for the same book. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, I was struck by how gentle his expression was, despite the mess I had made.

He smiled softly, his eyes crinkling at the edges in a way that made my heart skip a beat. "Really, it's fine," he said, handing me the phone. "Accidents happen." I let out a small, relieved laugh, grateful he wasn’t upset. “I’ll buy you a new coat or at least pay for the dry cleaning. Seriously, I’m-”

“You don’t have to do that,” he interrupted, standing up and shaking his head. “It’s just coffee. I can clean it up.” I straightened, still feeling embarrassed. “At least let me buy you a coffee. You know, to replace the one I spilled.” I offered, hoping to make up for my clumsiness. He looked at me for a moment, considering it, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Alright. But only if you’ll let me grab a seat and hear why you’re so stressed out.” He motioned towards the phone I had been mid-conversation with when we collided. I blinked, surprised by his easy going nature. "Deal," I said, smiling cheekily up at him “But, uh... I didn’t catch your name.” He extended a hand. "Spencer. Spencer Reid."

I shook his hand, feeling the warmth of his touch as I introduced myself. “Nice to meet you, Spencer. I'm Y/n.”

Flashback Over

And now the next thing I know, I'm like

Manifest that you're oversized

I digress, got me scrollin' like 

Out of breath, got me goin' like

Who's the cute boy with the white jacket and the thick accent? Like

Ooh, maybe it's all in my head

But I bet we'd have really good bed chem

Spencer’s stomach dropped as the next set of lyrics filled the room. Penelope was still humming along, enjoying the vibe of the song, completely oblivious to the growing nervousness inside of him.“‘Manifest that you're oversized... Out of breath, got me goin' like...’” Penelope sang along under her breath. She glanced over at Spencer and caught him staring at the floor, his body stiff. 

“Oh, this one’s so good! It’s got that flirty energy.” Derek laughed. “It’s catchy, for sure. I wonder who the song is about though?” He grinned, “Bet the dude is feelin’ pretty lucky.” Spencer's breath hitched as the chorus started

How you pick me up, pull me down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense

How you talk so sweet when you're doin' bad things, that's bed (bed) chem (chem) 

How you're lookin' at me, yeah, I know what that means and I'm obsessed 

Are you free next week? I'd bet we'd have really good

Spencer’s mind was racing as the sound of your voice fills the room. He knew everyone was at ease and him being stiff and sweating was putting a spotlight on him. Emily let out a low chuckle as the suggestive lyrics played. “This girl is something else. I don’t know who she’s singing about, but they must be good.” She raised an eyebrow, half-joking, but Spencer could feel his heart racing.

Come right on me I mean, camaraderie 

Said you're not in my timezone, but you wanna be 

Where art thou? Why not uponeth me? 

See it in my mind, let's fulfil the prophecy Ooh (ah) 

He takes in a sharp breath at the racy lyrics. His pulse quickened, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. The team continued to listen, oblivious to the internal panic flooding his body. Each line felt more like a spotlight aimed directly at him. Derek let out a low whistle, eyebrows raising at the suggestive turn in the song. “Damn. This song is getting real interesting.” He laughed at Spencer’s uncomfortable state, completely unaware of the significance behind it.

JJ chuckled, swaying her head to the beat. “I love how bold she is! Whoever this song is about… they are very lucky.” Spencer’s hands gripped the edge of his seat, his face heating up. He could feel Emily’s eyes subtly watching him from across the room. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could endure this.

Who's the cute guy with the wide, brown eyes and the big bad, mmm, like? 

Ooh (ah) I know it sound a bit redundant 

But I bet we'd have really good bed chem

As the song ended Spencer let out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding in, thankful that the song was over. “What's up, pretty boy? Couldn't handle a pretty girl singing bout bad things?” Derek teased him, throwing an arm around his shoulders, his grin wide. As he was about to respond his phone rang, Spencer’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest when his phone buzzed on the table. The screen lit up with your name and contact photo, one of you smiling brightly. The entire team froze, their eyes slowly shifting from the phone to Spencer, then back to the phone.

Derek’s grin widened even more, his teasing now taking on a new level. “Well, well, well… Look who it is.” he said, still keeping his arm draped over Spencer’s shoulder. “Is this the mystery girl you've been so secretive about these past few months?” Penelope's eyes widened in excitement. “Oh my gosh, Spencer! Are you going to answer? You have to answer.” JJ leaned in closer, a sly smile tugging at her lips. “This explains a lot, actually,” she said, glancing from Spencer to the phone, Emily finished her sentence. “Especially that song.” Spencer shook his head trying to hide his blush as he answered the phone.

“Hey Y/n”

‘Hey lover, you havin fun?’

“Yeah, uh, the night took an interesting turn…”

‘Oh? How so?’

“Yeah, uh so Penelope invited us over and turns out it was a listening party… for your album…”

‘Oh- that hilarious oh my’

“Yeah and they just heard Bed Chem and they saw you called me…”

‘Oh my- HAHA thats so funny whattt’

“Yeah, they wanna meet you now.”

‘Well good because I've been wanting to meet them! Can you finally introduce us?’

“Alright well I guess it’s time. You're my person, I want you to meet my family.”

‘Well I can't wait. What about you invite them to my concert next weekend in DC and we can go to dinner afterwards?’

“Sounds perfect, like you, I'll see you at home I love you.”

‘Love you too. See ya lover’

Spencer returned to the group after hanging up, slipping his phone into his pocket. He tried to keep his expression neutral, but the warmth from your call still lingered on his face. As he sat down, the team was waiting for him, grins plastered across their faces, eyes twinkling with mischief. Derek was the first to break the silence, leaning in with a smirk. “So, pretty boy, you and Y/n Y/l/n, huh? Sounds like she’s got you all wrapped up in that album.”

Spencer shifted uncomfortably, glancing at the others, who were clearly holding back their laughter. “I didn’t know we were having a listening party,” he mumbled, trying to divert the attention. “Didn’t know? Or didn’t plan on being exposed?” Emily teased, raising an eyebrow. Penelope gasped dramatically, clutching her heart. “I mean, Spencer Reid as a muse for a song about that? Honestly, I’m living for this.” Spencer’s face flushed deep red. “It’s not exactly like that-”

“Oh, come on, Spence!” JJ finally chimed in, laughing. “Even you have to admit it’s a little funny.” Spencer looked down at his hands, a small, shy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Okay... maybe it’s a little funny.” The team erupted into laughter, the tension in the air easing as they continued to tease him, but in a much lighter, more affectionate way. “You really had us going there, man,” Derek chuckled, shaking his head. “Didn’t expect you two.”

Spencer sighed, still smiling despite the embarrassment. “I didn’t expect it either... but, you know, I’m really lucky to have her.”

“And clearly, she’s lucky to have you, too,” Emily added, her teasing softening into something more sincere. “You two make a great pair.” Spencer looked up at her, grateful for her words. “Thanks, Emily.”

“She uh, invited all of you to her concert next week and dinner afterwards so you guys can finally meet.” A mix of excitement and nervousness in his voice. “She's been asking for a while but I've been nervous but she's really important to me. I really love her, you guys, and youre my family. It's time for you guys to meet.” He nodded sincerely. 

Penelope was the first to speak, “Oh my god, yes please I wasn’t able to get tickets that amazing! And I cannot wait to meet her!” Her voice was laced with excitement. JJ smiled brightly, nudging Spencer’s shoulder playfully. “Look at you! Having a secret girlfriend. I love it. I’m so happy for you, Spencer!” Emily beamed, her gaze softening. “You two sound like a perfect match. I can’t wait to meet her. It’s about time you brought someone special around.” Derek raised an eyebrow, a teasing grin forming on his lips. “So, what are you saying, Reid? Are you going to introduce us to your girlfriend or what? Does she have any friends for me?” Spencer rolled his eyes but couldn’t help but smile. “I am not setting you up, but I know you’ll love her. She’s the sweetest person ever. Just be nice, okay?” 

“I can’t make any promises,” Derek joked, chuckling. “Seriously, though,” Emily said, her tone turning more sincere. “We’re really happy for you, Spence. It’s great to see you so happy.” He nodded, his heart swelling with affection for you and gratitude for his friends. “Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it.”

The conversation continued, filled with excitement and anticipation for the upcoming concert. As the banter resumed, Spencer couldn’t shake the feeling of joy bubbling within him. He knew that sharing this part of his life with his team was important, and he couldn’t wait for you to meet the people who meant so much to him. Later that evening, as he headed home, he found himself smiling at the thought of seeing you. He couldn't wait to show you how much he cared about you and how much he wanted you to be a part of his world.

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spill the wine // lance stroll

summary: honeymooning with the hutchence-strolls. capri will always hold a special place in y/n's heart.

pairing: lance stroll x hutchence!reader

part two of the welcome to wherever you are verse

author's note: i'm so glad that you guys loved the first part of the welcome to wherever you are verse! i was so excited to make this into a series, combining two of my current hyperfixations. i hope that the first part was enough to make some of you curious about the life and times of my favourite aussie rock band. for people who are looking to learn more, i recommend watching the channel seven drama 'never tear us apart', starring luke arnold as micheal hutchence. it's two episodes, each of them an hour and a half that takes a look into the rise and fall of inxs. arnold's protrayal of micheal was beautifully done (and i love alex williams as kirk).

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island of capri, italy.

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y/n.hutchence as my father once said, 'spill the wine, kiss that girl."

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jonfarriss first of all those aren't the real words, and your father didn't actually write spill the wine

-> y/n.hutchence jon why do you have to be right all the time huh?

-> jonfarriss you also know that song is about being on five different kinds of illegal drugs?

-> andrewfarriss he's being annoying because he cares. make smart choices, kiddo!

-> y/n.hutchence andrew have you ever known me not to make the smart choice? i'm living the sober girlie lifestyle here

yourbestie looking good sunshine!!!remember to send me pics, I need to pretend I don’t work a nine to five!

lancestroll wow I can’t decide what’s more beautiful: the scenery or my wife (jokes on you guys, it’s my wife)

-> y/n.hutchence 🥺🥺

kirkpengilly nice to see alcatraz hasn’t changed

-> y/n.hutchence of course you hated it...you hate the beach, the sand, the water, the sun

-> kirkpengilly i do not

-> laynebeachley sweetie she is right.

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lancestroll honeymooning with the hutchence-strolls

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astonmartinf1 are lemons supposed to be that big?

-> y/n.hutchence arent they awesome?

estebanocon why do you have to add 'with the hutchence-strolls' to everything?? 'easter with the hutchence-strolls' 'cook chicken gyros with the hutchence strolls' its EXHAUSTING. watch you guys make a sex tape and call it 'making babies with the hutchence-strolls'

-> kirkpengilly they'd better not! y/n i will resurrect your father and have him talk some sense into you

-> y/n.hutchence kirky calm down!! there is NO sex tape!

user y/n is so stunning! europe looks good on her

yourbestie i held my tongue at the wedding but she has been so fucking happy since you guys got married and if you hurt her i will give you HELL to PAY

-> lancestroll don't worry, she's in good hands. she's my reason to get up every morning, my reason to smile. i have never felt more alive than i do when she is next to me

garrygarybeers huh i actually think capri has gotten nicer since 1993

mickschumacher why do your legs look so long in the first picture

-> lancestroll thanks mick, now that you've pointed it out i can never unsee it smh

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lancestroll it was an honor to experience the grotto with you, my wife

-> y/n.hutchence the view was pretty, but you were prettier, my husband

yourbestie consider my mind BLOWN. things like these just exist in nature???

timfarriss now why didn't we go here when we were recording the album again? this place would have inspired the crap out of us. your dad would have loved it.

fernandoalonso ah yes, the grotto. fond memories of skinny dipping there

-> lancestroll ew why did you think i needed to know that

-> y/n.hutchence i second that

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[rederiss]

Now I’m in YOUR ask box to tell u that I think Jeremy Knox would love lorde. Especially melodrama , but all her albums really

Crazy how you mentioned Melodrama when Green Light and Liability is in my Jeremy Knox playlist. Speaking of Green Light, that song is in New Girl where two characters get together, and the WAY they get together is exactly how I want Jeremy and Jean to get together. (Iykyk, if you don’t know, then go watch it and you’ll see what I mean).

Listening to the whole album and it really shows the different parts of Jeremy pretty well imo. So, like fuck yes? Bet you weren’t expecting a yap session, but you’re getting one.

Green Light: This is a song about the desire to move on after a painful breakup, which instantly makes me think of Leo and how Jeremy keeps going back to him. The chorus itself is very much reflective of this. “Cause honey, I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go/I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it/Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go/I’m waiting for it that green light, I want it”

Sober: Uh. (Coughs) This should be the song that plays during the orgy. I said it. Okay, seriously, this song is so sensual that I really think could apply for any of his hookups. “King and Queen of the weekend/Aint a pill that could touch our rush/When you dream with a fever/Bet you wish you could touch our rush” Then later with the outro “Midnight, we’re fadin’/Til daylight, we’re jaded/We know that it’s over/In the morning, you’ll be dancing with us” Crazy Crazy if this song was during that scene

Homemade Dynamite: This would be the song I’d suggest for Jeremy’s hookups. Also very sensual and kinda hot, if I do say so. This song goes very well with the whole “I’ve picked up more people at bars by having a lighter handy” line. Low-key the same exact vibes going on between those two songs.

SIDE NOTE: These three songs are insane together, and I am sure Lorde did that on purpose. Even putting Green Light in the mix really really shows a progression of Jeremy. Then you go to the next song, which… haha yeah..

Liability: The reason why I put this song on his playlist is because of how his family and his hookups make him feel. “They say, “You’re a little much for me/You’re a liability/You’re a little much for me”/ So they pull back, make other plans/ I understand, I’m a liability/ Get you wild, make you leave/I’m a little much for… everyone” Then the bridge immediately after the chorus “The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy/Til all of the tricks don’t work anymore/and they are bored of me” The chorus and the bridge just reflects what people are doing to Jeremy

Sober II: Dare I say, the aftermath when Jeremy finds out about Noah. While the first Sober feels like a high, this one feels like the come down of that. (Okay, so I listened to Sober first, then immediately went back to this song… Both songs fit pretty well with most likely the worst night Jeremy had in his life) Specifically, what gets me is the refrain in this song that feels so antagonistic to me “We told you this was melodrama/You wanted something that we offer” Over and over which can. Reflect the aftermath and him realizing what he just done.

Liability (Reprise): Was going to skip over this one, but god.. I fear this is Jeremy’s response to the original Liability.

Perfect Places: Dare I say, this gotta be a Jeremy Anthem (I got too many of those, but this is Lorde’s version) reminds me of his coping mechanism or his need to escape from his reality. “Every night, I love and die/Feel the party to my bones/Watch the wasters blow the speakers/Spill my guts breath the outdoor light/Its just another graceless night/I hate the headlines and the weather” While this song can apply to Jeremy’s old ways, I also think it applies to his current ways. The song as a whole is about escaping, which is what he does every time he has sex.

Unmentioned songs: The Louvre, Supercut, and Writer in the Dark. Still trying to make out these songs. I have thoughts what they could be in relation to Jeremy. They aren’t as glaringly obvious as the rest of the album. Supercut, I have the most thoughts on which could reflect his ideal relationship based on other relationships.

Obsessed with this album and you are correct, this is VERY Jeremy.

[edwardslvrr]

༯ 405, TREVOR ZEGRAS

trevor zegras x singer!reader

the one where rumour has it YN has a new boyfriend and Trevor has a new girlfriend

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🕰 thrifted, gifted 🕰 , joel miller x reader

gender neutral, sfw. getting on the miller train, next stop at dilf town.

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Joel had no clue where these things kept coming from.

The first time it happened, Joel was rushing through the front door when he heard a crack from beneath his shoe. Lifting his heavy work boot revealed a tiny, delicate glass fox. The little figurine had cracked along the tail with the weight of his step, but as Joel’s eyes scanned the blue early morning street, there was nobody in sight who could’ve left the little gift. The oddity piqued his curiosity (a threat, maybe?), but Joel was already cutting it close with his patrol shift. With the toe of his boot, Joel nudged the glass figurine aside and promptly forgot about it.

Then it happened again with an old broach. Joel thought it was such a strange thing to leave at his door of all houses - the residence with a cranky bastard and a teenage girl living in the back was the least likely to have need for a 30 year old Macy’s pin. He swept that across the porch, too.

But Joel had enough of it when he opened his door to a Britney Spears CD.

He snatched up the plastic case as he rounded the path to Ellie’s room, determined to catch her in a little prank. Ellie, spread eagle on her bedsheets and scribbling in her sketchbook, was none the wiser as he lifted the CD to catch her attention.

“You?” Joel deadpanned as Ellie glanced up from her doodles. At the sight of Britney’s kneeling form, a shocked, but wildly delighted grin spread across the girl’s face.

“Not even a little bit, but now I gotta know who’s leaving pure BOPS at our do-” Joel had heard enough.

He sauntered back to the front door, shoved his boots back on, and set out into town in search of Tommy. Joel wanted answers, and the mystery of someone so casually sneaking around his porch set off alarm bells. If anyone glanced twice at the bubblegum pink pop album in his hand, they knew better than to ask.

Tommy was holed up in the Tispy Bison, chatting idly on a mid-morning break with Maria, when Joel shoved open the door like a wolverine with a snake up its ass.

“Britney. Why.” Joel grunted as he slid the CD across the bar and was much less than amused at the way Tommy’s eyes lit up.

“Didn’t know you were a fan, Joel,” Tommy’s eyebrows shot up to the sky and Maria, bless her soul, just barely managed to swallow her grin.

“‘M not the one who found it, someone left it at the door. Why am I getting the feelin’ it wasn’t you?”

“Cuz it wasn’t me, Joel. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was tha-” The doors to the Bison swung open, cutting Tommy off mid-sentence.

You stumbled into the cozy bar, pushing the entrance open with your back, struggling to carry the overfilled box in your arms. A couple knick knacks spilled over the cardboard edge, and you stuttered over an apology as you regained your balance. You didn’t expect to see Joel here, too.

At the sight of your struggle, Joel stood a little straighter in case you needed an extra hand. But you were in your own little world, huffing as you organized the items inside the box before yelling out for Maria to check out what you’d gathered.

“They’re starting a community thrift. Y’know, to get more people involved in trading and such,” Tommy commented after noticing the completely confused look on Joel’s face. Distantly, Joel agreed that a thrift would be cool. Maybe he’d find some new vinyl to spin. But Joel was more occupied with the sight of you enraptured with your little collection. You held up a ViewMaster to Maria’s eyes and laughed while clicking through the film for her. You had a way of making everyone softer. Some years ago, Joel would have hated that. He would’ve marked it as a vulnerability and thrown you out. But in the safe haven of Jackson, at his waning age, he allowed himself to enjoy your warmth.

Alright, he had a little crush.

A little one.

It doesn’t fix his Britney problem.

“Who’s been leaving stuff at my door, Tommy? And don’t tell me you ain’t got a clue,” Joel resumed with his snarky act.

You immediately stiffened. Joel, ever watchful, caught your suspicious movement.

“You know anything about someone leavin’ things at people’s door, doll?” Joel asked you gently. He didn’t expect an angel like you to know much about Jackson’s shady business, but he was determined to find the culprit.

“I uh,” You really didn’t know how to get out of this one, “I’m out”.

You haphazardly swept some items back into your box, tucked the cardboard under your arm, and waltzed right out of the room without so much as a glance over your shoulder.

Joel was gobsmacked. He had never seen you so rattled. You were usually such a reliable person. Your reaction had only solidified his theory that you must have known something. Maybe someone was messing with your front door, too? He wouldn’t stand for that. Joel debated following after you to ask if you felt unsafe, but Maria spoke before he could miss you too much.

“Well…they left all their stuff here,” Maria prodded at the items you’d missed, “Joel, you’ll keep these safe until y/n comes back around, right?”

Joel nodded hesitantly.

“Great, maybe you can donate more Britney to the thrift while you’re at it.”

That evening, Joel set down the items you’d left behind above the fireplace. He’d have to ask Ellie to remind him to return them to you, but he knew the kid would only tease him. Settling down on the couch for some pre-bedtime guitar, Joel stared at your items for a while longer. How strange it was to see someone else’s clutter in his otherwise barren house. He didn’t particularly mind, either. As Joel’s mind wandered, he began to doze off right in the living room. His head tilted back as he succumbed to sleep, and he wondered what would be left on his porch before his breathing evened out.

Joel enjoyed a brief moment of deep sleep before a shrill, whining creak yanked him from slumber. Someone was on the porch. With instincts fine tuned for survival, Joel launched his body from the couch and navigated his way to the front door with light steps. A quick glance through the window let Joel spot a darkened figure hunched over on his porch. In a fit of territorial rage, Joel grabbed the hammer he kept under the mantel and yanked the wooden door open, arm already swinging out to permanently mess up whoever kept messing with his porch.

With a gasp and surprising reflexes, the figure invading his property dodged his swing.

You dodged his swing.

Joel caught the momentum of the hammer and tossed it back into the house, feeling entirely like the rug had been pulled out from underneath him. Betrayed? Disappointed? Violated? A little turned on that you got the jump on him? Joel’s head spun at the sight of your startled face and didn’t really know what he felt.

“So it’s been you leavin’ things here, doll?” Joel pressed.

You nodded, then tried to explain, decided against trying for words, shut your mouth, and nodded again.

“So you’ve been the one creepin’ out here?” He asked again.

“Only on you!” Wrong answer.

“I mean that,” you continued, “I mean…well in the sense that..”

You were tired of being so nervous around this guy.

“I’ve been living down the street forever, then boom, you move in and I see you taking out the trash and you looked so good doing it. That’s when I knew it was over for me and everyone else in Jackson, but can you even blame me? You’re a specimen,” You waved a hand in his direction. You knew you should hold your tongue, but the yap wouldn’t stop coming. He’d already caught you on his porch at half after midnight. You knew you couldn’t get lower than rock bottom, so you grabbed that figurative shovel and started digging.

“I wanted to come up and talk to you, but I always chickened out at the last second. Until I heard you at the Tispy Bison complaining to Tommy about how you don’t really have stuff to put in the house, and I decided I could set aside something from the thrift for you. That little glass fox. Thought it would be nice autumn decor, you know? Then Ellie was picking through the thrift and told me you’ve been looking for new music, and I knew you wouldn’t want Baby One More Time, but,” you ran out of breath.

“Wait now, slow down, doll,” Joel interrupted, “You been leaving things because you thought I needed ‘em? It’s not some kinda riddle?”

“No, I just,” your voice went soft, “just thought you’d like something nice, but I didn’t know how to give them to you.”

“Aw honey,” Joel clicked his teeth. If he’d known that it’d been you the whole time, especially if he knew the reason why you’d been leaving things, he wouldn’t have minded as much. In fact, he would have thanked you for the gifts properly. Joel slowly stepped closer to you with adoration and humor written all over his face. Tucking his arm over you, he guided you into the warm house and away from the chilly night.

Joel dipped his head low, pressed a kiss to your temple, and whispered,

“Britney ain’t so bad, actually”

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IM BACK. this was 100% self indulgent. but as always, thank you for reading.

love, katie 💌

[jalwyn21]

Yes, I'm glad to see Tom H doing so well now. But bloody hell, it took him years to get here. That is not fair. - yeah, it was so disheartening. So many people dropped him and for what? Bad PR from her? I guess a good way to figure out who your real friends are. I was so glad when he did Betrayal. I actually flew to London to see it. It was phenomenal. And then I learned later he had fallen in love with his costar and things just started to look up. Apparently last year two stans approached him and his fiancé at a play and asked for a picture only to start singing that song. 6 years later and he’s still facing the bs. That’s the thing. They never truly escape. But I guess the best revenge is living well, which he is. I doubt he even thinks about it. It has been great seeing him regain the respect but fucking hell, he should never have lost it. And it took way too damn long. I’m not really a Joe fan but he seems like a stand up guy and I hate seeing this awful pattern repeating time and time again. I hope maintaining a dignified silence works well for him but sometimes I just wish he’d SPILL. I know dude has stories. But like all the exes, I doubt he gives a shit anymore.

Apparently last year two stans approached him and his fiancé at a play and asked for a picture only to start singing that song. 6 years later and he’s still facing the bs.

Bloody hell!!! That is appalling! 🙀🙀🙀 Swifties are despicable! The scum at the bottom of a bog! 🤮🤮🤮

This reminds me of those swifties who met Joe back in June, asked for a selfie and then told him their favorite album is lover 🙄🙄🙄 And they were proud of it too 🤮🤮🤮

And I know Joe doesn't care about her anymore, none of her exes do, but still the harassment is appalling !

[darknessawaits28]

{I Can't Live Without You}- V (female) x Johnny Silverhand

"Man, that was fun Johnny, never in my life would I have ever agreed to something like that if it wasn't for you."

"Would you do it again?" Johnny curiously asked, downing a glass of whiskey.

"Na, not really, but I'm thinking about a new album" Kerry laughed, grabbing onto V's shoulder. "I wish you were here though....and...not in this chick's body."

"I like her Kerry, she's been there for me more than you think.....". "Oh and keep this, it's not like I'm going to be needing it in the afterlife."

"Woah.....okay thanks Johnny...." Kerry smiled, grabbing a hold of the original Johnny Silverhand guitar and running his fingers across the strings gently. "Wait a minute, go back, you said you liked her?" "Never took you to like a dirt girl from Heywood."

"Eh, I would've said the same thing back then but....she's different" Johnny chuckled, grabbing one of the pills and popping it.

"Argh!" V winced, gripping onto the table.

"So Johnny....oh....V right?" Kerry asked sadly, wishing Johnny was still here to talk to him.

"Yep, it's me, how was the concert, lot of people?"

"Yeah, there was a lot of people that came, they liked it." "Uh, well, I've gotta go, I'll see you next time V" Kerry smiled, getting up from the seat and carrying the guitar with him.

"Okay, guess he's got shit to do" V rolled her eyes, not understanding why Kerry didn't want to talk to her?

"Don't take it personal V, he's just thinking about a new album, so he wants to write it down quickly before he forgets it." "That...and....he isn't really into women" Johnny shrugged, appearing in front of V.

"Yeah, I can tell." "Wanna head back home?"

"Yes for gods sake, lets fucking go home" Johnny groaned.

"Alright Mr. grumpy head" V laughed, getting up and exiting the building, heading over to her Rayfield Caliburn.

__________________

"Ah, finally" V hummed, entering her Megabuilding Apartment, and quickly jumping into bed. "Johnny?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm still here, don't get your panties in a knot" Johnny chuckled, leaning against the side of V's bed.

"Fuck....I'm so exhausted.....tomorrow I'm just gonna sleep in and order take out because I'm seriously beat as it is."

"Hmm" Johnny mumbled, glancing over to the side.

"What's wrong?" V asked, turning on her side and held her head up by the palm of her hand.

"Nothing, just thinking about...dumb shit."

"Is that dumb shit Kerry?"

"Maybe....I don't know" Johnny sighed, rubbing his eyes a bit.

"Come on, tell me" V edged him on, hoping that he would spill.

"It just feels strange being back, everyone that I knew has either changed or is extremely fucked up." "I feel-"

"Responsible for dying and leaving them all alone?" V intervened.

"Y-Yeah....feels like I am the one at fault for all this fucking crap.....Rogue.....Adam Smasher.....Kerry........ugh...." Johnny growled, lighting up a cigarette and beginning to smoke it.

"Hey.....you did all that you could....wanted to do something meaningful....even if it meant turning into a fucking terrorist but....at least they're living the best they can."

"Guess so" Johnny turned his head to face V, and then slowly approached her. "Scoot."

V smiled softly, moving back a bit on her bed, allowing for Johnny to lay down on the bed. "I honestly fucking hated you in the beginning but....but now I don't want you to leave" V whispered, extending out her hand and touching Johnny's holographic cheek.

Johnny chuckled, touching V's shoulder, causing her arm to move slightly, "Same here Valerie, and I'm starting to get used to your vagina and saggy tits."

"Oh you fucking asshole!" V laughed, continuing to stare deep into his eyes, Johnny doing the same; thinking of all the ways he could save her from dying and saving himself in order to still be with her; and not leave her all alone like he did to his friends.

[jakeperalta]

Hello Ella, first of all, I love your blog! I wanted to give you my impressions of You're losing me and ask you what you think of them (if you want to chat about it, ofc!). The production seems to be Jack's to me, it reminded me a bit of other songs from the album he produced. The lyrics were very vague I think (I know some people were waiting for The Tea to spill), but I thought they were heartbreaking :(

On another note, I do think she tried to hint on some behaviour, but didn't really got specific (the final blow, or even the need to rise from the ashes which got me thinking of hoax (i am ash from your fire)). Idk, I'm not very sympathetic towards Joe (as in the guy from all the love songs we know) and never been. The Lover's love songs are very anxiety-ridden to me and the themes of infidelity and fear of losing were so intense, that it didn't come off to me as a stable healthy rs. With that I want to say I don't really send any sort of hate nor attack any of her exs. My comments are more as if they are all these characters from these songs and my opinions are abt these sort of personas specifically from the songs. Idk, i used to be very insecure and would relate to her songs in Lover bcs it sucks to love intensely and not to know if it will last. Now, being at a long term stable loving relationship, my fears of losing (ofc the exist along w insecurities) are no longer so intense. It's more peaceful. Idk, I have the feeling the rs of these songs was always portrayed as an on and off rs, u know? Have a lovely Sunday, Ella ❤️

hi, thank you so much! I agree it sounds like jack's production from midnights, and the lyrics are definitely more of a (really sad) feeling than any specific big events she's calling out (with the exception of the marriage line). I suppose more songs about specifics will inevitably come down the line.

I feel the same about how the songs build a sort of story and characters in my mind which is what my perspective is based on. I do see what you mean about the anxiety in a lot of her love songs and I think one thing I love about the lover album is that it's her most definitive love album but doesn't shy away from the difficult or complicated sides (and across the albums it clearly had some fairly big obstacles/off moments, like with the great war and hits different) although personally I've always taken a lot of the anxiety to stem from taylor's perspective of herself (afterglow, the archer, the "highly suspicious" line in lover, plus other songs like peace and anti-hero) as opposed to being a red flag of his behaviour. and whilst there clearly are some fairly big obstacles or off moments (like the great war and hits different) i do definitely get the sense of a solid relationship, particularly with the progression from falling in love in rep, moving in together/beginning to navigate issues in lover and then the more settled/reflective sense of folklore, and the overall message even in the songs about the bad times was like "we love each other enough we will always make it work". which of course just makes you're losing me even sadder :(

[red-record-player]

Spilling My GUTS

After releasing her first album SOUR as a teenager and achieving high levels of success, pop star Olivia Rodrigo’s popularity is rapidly burgeoning with the recent release of her second album GUTS, displaying a wide variety of extremely relatable emotions. It may be an understatement to say that the world is hooked. But let’s be honest. The herd mentality can prevent any person from thinking about whether or not a song is really good. Pitchfork's rave reviews of the album, saying that "Rodrigo makes acting stupidly sound so fun you wonder what’s the point of being smart", places my expectations right on top of Mount Everest. So right here, right now, we’re going through the first five songs from the GUTS tracklist and figuring out which songs are worth a listen and which songs should be banned from touching the human ear.

all-american b****

No other song would’ve been a better fit for the first song of this album. All-american b**** tells the tale of a girl who is just simply perfect in an absolutely unattainable way. The song starts with only acoustic guitar and Rodrigo’s soft voice. As the song goes on, the drums and electric guitar hit, showing us a new perspective on the lyrics, making them more sarcastic and angry. As Rodrigo says, women are expected to be “built like a mother and a total machine.” This expectation is extremely contradictory and the anger about an unreachable standard that all women are expected to uphold is a sentiment that virtually every woman has felt. I find this song to be perfect for her demographic of teenage girls, but I don’t think it excludes anyone. With its catchy melody and choruses, anyone could find themselves with this song stuck in their head.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

2. bad idea right?

The song “bad idea right?” tells the familiar tale of going back to your ex despite having already told your friends awful things about him. The heavy guitars and drums really add to the chaotic nature of the song, furthering the theme of knowing that you’re making a mistake but doing something anyway. The way Rodrigo raps the verses is extremely catchy and bouncy. It makes singing along extra fun since you get to copy her style of fun storytelling. The chorus is when the music goes full force, and although I didn’t like the vocals at first since I thought they were a bit one-note (literally), the song has worked its magic on me. I find that Rodrigo’s stylistic choices and vocals really set apart what would’ve been an otherwise boring chorus. I can see why a lot of people like it. However, I genuinely think there are lots of better songs on the album, so this would be pretty low on the list if I were to recommend a song.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐

3. vampire 

Hate me for this if you want, but I’m actually not a fan of this song. I know, I know. It’s on the radio every five minutes. Why would I ever not like it? But hear me out. It’s just so Driver’s License, a song from Rodrigo’s first album that jump-started her popularity. I see the appeal. The premise of the song is Rodrigo’s experience of being treated badly by an older man she was in a relationship with. The music involves a lot of piano background vocal harmonies, and a soft beat. The vocals are great and the music is good, but I don’t find myself drawn to this song. I don’t think it’s all that special, which may be what makes it good to release for the general public, but I’m just not interested.

Rating: ⭐⭐

4. Lacy

Lacy is about a complicated relationship with a girl. Hating her, being jealous of her, and loving her are all on the never-ending list of emotions that Rodrigo feels about her. The light guitar and soft harmonies that build through the song really encapsulate the overall feeling of the song: hiding emotions you don’t quite understand. I love how Rodrigo packs this song with details about her Lacy, describing her as having “skin like puff pastry” and “ribbons in [her] hair”. Lacy is just all too real. She’s so wonderful that you could never be mean to her, but you’re too jealous to ever be nice to her. This song has a lot to offer. The music sets up the lyrics perfectly, and the lyrics draw you in with their expressiveness. I simply can’t hate this song.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

5. ballad of a homeschooled girl

I can very clearly see the vision of this song. For a song about not being able to socialize after being homeschooled, it’s pretty catchy. I love the bass and the guitar. I’d consider it a strength of Rodrigo’s to show us anger and frustration through rock-inspired music. She does this through the chorus, complaining about how every single one of her social interactions is “social suicide.” I’m a fan of the way Rodrigo is showing us more of her “brutal” side, a song from her last album SOUR that got a lot of attention for being extremely catchy and fun. However, the catch with this song is that the verses are just not as good as the chorus is. The lyrics are basic and I don’t love the rapping. Don’t get me wrong, it’s absolutely not bad. Her rapping is actually surprisingly good in the song, but the music behind the verses is just too empty. There needs to be more of a body to the song, but I still find myself wanting to listen to it anyway.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

From the first five songs, I can really see the growth in Olivia Rodrigo's voice and style. This whole album decided to take a bit more of the pop-punk direction and this definitely suits Rodrigo's vibe. A lot of the choices throughout the album really help showcase her emotions and experiences. GUTS is just so quintessentially teenager that I find it impossible for people to hate, even though the Rolling Stones may have been a bit overzealous to call it an instant classic. From the anger to the sadness, the experience of growing up, making mistakes, and finding yourself has been condensed into this music. It has the potential to help a lot of teenagers feel less alone at a confusing time in their life, or at the very least, show them a good time.

[purplesurveys]

1718

Who is your most loved person?  I'd say my parents. I'm *really* bad at expressing it but I really think this is the case. They were the first people I thought of, too.

Have you ever been bullied?  Oh you have no idea how much you can be bullied over a name.

Who makes you the happiest?  I'd be lying if I didn't say BTS.

What is the most heroic thing you’ve ever done?  I like to think I saved a life once. I won't delve into it much but I had an orgmate who tweeted something in an extremely distressed yet decided tone and I caught it the second he posted, so I took it as a sign to reach out privately even though we weren't close outside of org work. Stayed with them for like half an hour until they calmed down. It doesn't matter to me whether they still remember that night or not, but I do like to go back to that moment when I need a little self-reminder that I can do nice things too.

What calms you down when you’re upset?  BTS bro.

Have you been betrayed in the past? How?  Yeah I have had a friend spill secrets of mine. Yes multiple ones, and yes it's the same person. I've had her blocked everywhere since 2009 and have no plans to ever talk to her again.

Who do you miss the most?  Nobody in real life.

What’s one sweet/candy you miss from your childhood?  Coffeebeat from Meiji. We used to have a local convenience store that would sell this bundle of Meiji candies - idk how to explain it but it was like a sampler bundle? So like tiny portions of different candies, and sold as one product - and I would only ever eat the Coffeebeats. All the other candies in that bundle, I gave to my sister.

Also, I FOUND WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE OMG. It's this one!!!

Do you have a favourite celebrity chef?  Baek Jongwon :D I get so excited when BTS does stuff with him or when I see him on my favorite Korean variety shows.

Do you prefer diamonds or pearls?  Diamonds.

Is there anything coming out soon (books, albums, movies, video games) that you’re looking forward to?  Oppenheimer is already out but I have yet to watch it...maybe this Saturday! I've been meaning to take myself out on a weekend. As for music, just Taehyung's and Jungkook's albums.

How do you go about finding books/movies/music to read/watch/listen to?  Books: I never really read anymore but I'm bound to check a book out if it's related to my interests, like if I find out a favorite wrestler is coming up with a memoir.

Movies: I can pick up movie recos from anywhere. All I need is a plot that resonates with me or with my type of movie (read: drama).

Music: I listen to solely BTS these days but if any of the members share a song reco then I'm likely to check it out. So far my favorite music taste has been Joon's.

What’s a band/musician you were really into for a while but who you don’t care about or hardly listen to anymore?  Banks and alt-J.

What is something someone recommended to you that you disliked/hated?  It wasn't recommended to me per se but I was once invited to a birthday gathering where we were treated to watch Me Before You, and I remember not liking it all that much.

Do you find it difficult to keep up with online friendships?  Yes, which is why I quit that life many years ago. It's hard when you're on different timezones, and even harder when you drift apart. After losing my circle of friends from my wrestling fandom, and after experiencing Carley go on and off the radar 1 billion times, I've been too scared to make online friends again.

Has there ever been a person you regret ever being friends with?  Kind of.

Do you think you have a good understanding on love?  I don't know. What counts as 'good'? I don't think I'll ever understand love completely; all I know from it are my own experiences.

What do you want to do on your honeymoon?  I'm not sure, actually. Never really thought about it. First thing that came to mind is to go to South Korea but I feel like I'm just saying where I want to travel HAHAHA

What do you think of your parent(s)?  They are very hardworking and have always done the most and best they can for us.

I do wish my mom did not inflict/pass on so much of her mental anguish on us when we were kids, and I wish she didn't treat us and talk to us and get frustrated with us as if we were adults when we were like 5...but the older I get, the more I understand where she was coming from. I get it. But just because I'm able to empathize now doesn't mean I've forgiven all that happened in the past.

If your best friend confessed that they can see the future, you would…?  I would tell her to get real.

What’s your least favorite pizza topping?  Pepperoni, salami, beef, pork, pineapple.

What’s your dream pet?  I don't have a dream pet. For me, all I need are dogs.

Most unattractive male name, in your opinion?  Bob or Mark.

Is your pet dog male or female?  I've only ever had male dogs.

Have you or would you try shark meat?  I would.

Do you know anyone that’s pescatarian?  I'm pretty sure I do - I think Joanna may be? - but I just wouldn't be able to identify who off the top of my head.

Do you think the government has a cure for cancer, but is hiding it from public?  I highly doubt that.

Do people normally describe you as sexy? No.

Was your ex born in America?  No.

Has your best friend ever made you cry?  Um, only happy ones. She kept me alive when I couldn't do it for myself, and I tend to get emotional when I think about those days.

Do you still talk to the person you liked six months ago?  I haven't liked anyone in nearly three years.

Has anyone ever talked you into doing something you didn’t want to do?  Isn't that the experience of everyone with an Asian parent ever?

Are you smiling in your Facebook profile picture?  The biggest smile I've ever done, yes. I was in Bangkok, posing right in front of the arena where Yoongi was performing that evening.

Be honest, does the person you like actually deserve you?  I don't like anybody.

List 5 things that have been on your mind most recently.  Considering resigning before I get my next promotion; Our family vacation in December that I really don't want to happen; Work-related reimbursements that I need to request ASAP; Figuring out when to be firm and when to be loose as a manager; Taking my dogs to their next vet appointment.

Would you ever wear black lipstick? Do you know anyone who does?  I never wear black lipstick and no I don't know anyone who does.

If you wear eye shadow, do you put on a dark colour or a light?  I don't really wear eyeshadow.

Do you combine your socks and underwear in the same drawer?  Yes, I do.

Does the last person you kissed live within walking distance?  No.

Is there someone you could hang out with all the time, without ever getting bored of them?  Probably not. I love my friends, but at some point I'd also prefer my own company. I was overseas with my close friends for just 5 days, but after that I couldn't wait to be on my own hahahaha.

Do you know a girl named Beth? Tell me about her.  I used to. She was a semi-online friend from the wrestling community; like we weren't close by any means, but we were part of the same community 'clique' and would always be cool with each other whenever we'd interact. She's from the UK and had a CM Punk-related username. She's very pretty, too.

Do you think the last person you kissed has ever lied to you?  Yes.

Have you ever been hit on by somebody way too old for you?  No.

First kink tried?  Choking.

First time doing oral?  I was 18.

Do you send nudes? Do you like receiving them?  Well, not these days, but yes I used to. Yeah I like receiving them too, as long as I'm actually *with* the person; otherwise I imagine I would be grossed out.

How much teasing do you like?  It's not my favorite thing in the world but I can play along. I'd rather be teased than do the teasing, though.

Are you okay with name-calling in bed?  I don't think I've ever experienced it...but I'm open to exploring and figuring out if I'm actually into it.

How often do you do unprotected sex?  I used to be in a same-sex relationship so this wasn't really something I worried about.

Do you like wearing/seeing people in lingerie?  Honestly not into it.

Are stockings/thigh-highs a turn on?  Not for me.

How many other people know your bra size?  I doubt anyone else does.

Do you have any friends you’d sleep with?  Nope.

Does the person you like have any flaws?  I don't like anyone.

Has anyone ever given you a ring? Why?  Yeah, just for funsies.

Creation theory, evolution or the Big Bang theory?  Anything but creation.

What was your last serious conversation about?  I'm so sure and I'm too exhausted to try to remember.

Have you ever been into a real cave?  Yes.

Have you ever posted mean comments on YouTube?  I don't think so. I rarely comment on YouTube anyway.

Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game):  I'm not a big gamer but something that comes to mind is that Flash bartending game lol. Strange, but very nostalgic and very very fun.

Who was the last person to play with your hair? Are they cute?  I can't remember...maybe Angela? She's the likeliest to do so anyway.

Who was the last person close to you that died? Did you cry?  Marisse's dad. I didn't cry, but there was a heaviness even though I haven't seen him since I was 7. He and my grandpa used to be close, and seeing him after all these years, but just at his wake, reminded me of those memories I have of them together.

Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana?  No, that's not legal here.

Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth?  I have a cousin who apparently passed on, but I'm not sure if what happened was a miscarriage or death in childbirth. We don't really tackle Sophia within the family, but I wish I could know more about her. I only learned about her to begin with from Facebook, although I wish I didn't have to learn about a dead cousin that way.

Do you agree with the “they’re just being kids” excuse?  Idk I feel like this is such a vague statement. There are some things that can be excused, but if a kid is like committing arson or beating up other kids or abusing animals then I'm not letting that slide.

Have you told your parents all of your secrets from when you were a teen?  Never.

What’s the worst name your mom has ever called you?  She has implied that I am worthless in a million and one expressions.

What’s your stance on spooning?  It's cute, until a certain point. I prefer cuddling so I can face the other person :)

Do you currently want a new computer?  It'd be cool but I'm not too pressured to get a new one. Like I've said in previous surveys, I only ever use my personal laptop for taking surveys now. Spending 100k for a new laptop is just such an expensive way to take more surveys LOL

How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?  I feel like they would be nonchalant. I'm 25 and they mostly leave me be at this point + they have their own tattoos so why complain about mine?

Who is your truest friend?  Angela.

Who is your oldest friend?  Angela.

How long have you known them?  18 years.

Where are they right now?  I'm guessing she's at home.

Have you ever dated a friend of one of your siblings?  Nope.

Have you ever dated someone who had a child?  I have not.

What has been your biggest failure in life?  Hmm, probably my first and last relationship.

Do you trust yourself?  For the most part.

Would you ever consider getting an abortion, under any circumstances?  Honestly, no. If it happens, it happens; I support abortion as a choice but it's personally not for me.

What was the last bug you killed?  An ant, I think.

Do you prefer profile pictures by yourself of with someone else?  By myself.

Has a boyfriend’s/girlfriend’s parents ever gotten mad at you? Why?  No idea.

What is the funniest thing a child has ever said to you.  Not to me but my aunt once told me a funny story about my then-10 year old cousin; apparently the two of them had been going grocery shopping and were stopped at the alcohol section. My aunt, bless her heart, was asking my cousin what flavor of soju to get, to which my cousin exasperatedly replied, "I don't know mom, I'm 10." one of my favorite stories ever looooooool.

[fvrsaeken]

first things first i'm the realest, a new modern au for judy judes! all the info under the cut!

Judith Grimes always had a passion for performing. She would go out of her way to sing along to nearly every song on the radio, she would sing and dance along to every Disney movie and would always say that she wanted to sing for everyone in the world. At the young age of sixteen, Judith was finally given the chance to record some of the songs she had written in Atlanta and released her first EP at sixteen. That was the same year that she and Hannah Monroe had started to date, and the EP was titled "Young Love" much to the chagrin of a few critics who thought that Judith was glorifying falling in love at such a young age, only dating Hannah to sell her album. The truth was, her and Hannah had liked each other since they were thirteen knowing it went beyond friendship, and both knew they loved each other when they were fifteen, so it had been more of a slap in the face to their relationship over anything.

Of course, once people know you're in a relationship, even at such a young age, they will only care about that for the foreseeable future. Judith did everything she could to protect Hannah from it as much as possible, given that she didn't sign on for that in the same capacity Judith did. Hannah, of course, was never really bothered by it because she got to be with Judith. She got to live her life and be happy, they just happened to have a few more eyes on them than normal. Until one fateful day, two years later when they were out celebrating the release of Judith's first LP "Goddess" the day prior as well as Hannah's birthday. As usual, they were hounded by paparazzi and fans, the latter of which Judith and Hannah both stopped to greet. If only Judith knew that day was going to be synonymous with the best and worst day of her life. A gunshot rang out and Judith's security team reacted quickly, but not quick enough. People were scattering in every direction, screaming and panicking. Most people. Hannah remained frozen, eyes wide as her body registered the pain that hit her only a few seconds prior. It took Judith a full minute to fully realize what happened. Only reacting when she heard her security tackling someone, hearing the skittering of metal across the pavement before turning to see Hannah with her hand over her chest, blood spilling out around her fingers as she collapsed to the ground. Judith wasn't sure at first if she actually screamed as she dropped next to Hannah, holding her close, her hand over Hannah's own, watching as the light left the eyes of the one person she loved more than anything.

That was the day that Judith's world fell into pieces around her.

She hid from the media, and from the world for three months after Hannah's murder. A crazed fan who'd thought that by killing Hannah they could have Judith to themselves. Isn't that how the story always goes? When she finally resurfaced, Judith was not greeted with open arms, she was ridiculed, told that Hannah's death was her fault. That everything she touched was poisoned. She was hated, and hunted down by the paparazzi and nearly every tabloid in America for something she didn't even do, in the thick of her grief. So her dad did the only thing he could think of and bring in an outside bodyguard specifically to watch over Jude at all times. His only job was to keep her safe.

Enter Bergen Cadron.

Her dad had assured her that Bergen was going to keep her safe and that that was his only job. So then everywhere she went, there was Bergen. He was always there and sometimes it annoyed her to no end. Other times she felt comforted by him being there. Over time she was once again embraced by the tabloids, they stopped saying that it was her fault that Hannah died, but there Bergen remained. And something started to bloom in her chest. The same familiar feeling she felt when she looked at Hannah. She felt like she was going crazy. But was she? Or was she about to become part of the falling for the bodyguard cliche? She'd be okay with the latter.

[nanawritesit]

Red Velvet Imagine: The Moment They Realize They’re In Love With You

Irene: The first time you hold her hand

It was going to be her first time meeting your friend group, and she was pretty much having an internal anxiety attack. Irene had never been great at first impressions, she was surprised she even managed to get you as a partner after your first meeting when she had spilled her drink all over you at a party. She wanted so badly for your friends to like her, and she was just so scared of blowing it.

She kept it all inside around you, not wanting to spoil your fun with her anxiety. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt and bit her ruby red lip, looking over at you from the passenger seat. You looked so excited and relaxed, she couldn’t possibly ruin this for you.

But somehow, you knew exactly what she was thinking. As you pulled into the parking lot, she was about to exit your car when you reached over and took her hand in yours. As you smiled at her warmly, she realized this was the first time you had done this particular gesture. Normally, you would share a hug or a peck on the cheek. Holding hands wasn’t something you two usually did, and it made this moment special for her. It was exactly what she needed in a moment of weakness.

“Hey, everything’s gonna be okay Rene. My friends aren’t the kind of people to judge you based on a first meeting. And even if they did, I’m sure they’d see nothing but the beautiful, kind, fun woman that I see.” you told her, rubbing your thumb along the back of her hand.

She gave you a small nod and smiled brightly, squeezing your hand a bit. “You’re the best. I love you.”

You couldn’t help but break out in an ear to ear grin at her confession. “I love you too. I guess our relationship just got serious huh?”

She giggled, then let go of your hand. “Come on, let’s go have some fun my love.”

Seulgi: When you play with her hair until she falls asleep

She had been ridiculously overworked lately. Red Velvet had just released their new album and she was already preparing for another comeback with GOT the beat. She barely had enough time to take care of herself, let alone sleep a decent amount.

You hated watching her struggle and wanted to tell her to slow down, but it was hard when she was doing something she loved so much. You didn’t want to stand between her and her passion for performing, but it wasn’t easy watching her run herself ragged. Plus, you didn’t get to spend much time together.

Like tonight, she came home even later than usual, still wearing her dance practice clothes and completely exhausted. She threw her duffel bag down with a heavy sigh, then threw herself down on the couch next to you. Her head went straight into your lap, making you chuckle.

“Rough practice, bear?” you asked, turning your attention towards her.

“Of course.” she grumbled, nestling into the plush of your thighs. “Three hours in the studio followed by three hours of dance practice, then doing it all over again for my other group? It’s a little rough.”

“Awh, I’m sorry babe.” Your hand instinctively went to her head, making her freeze. You started running your fingers through her hair and lightly rubbing her scalp. She didn’t know how, but it was making her feel the most relaxed she had felt all week.

“Mm, that feels so good honey.” she whimpered, relaxing every muscle in her body until she was completely limp in your lap.

“My poor baby…” you began, petting the back of her head. “You must be exhausted if something this simple is making you relaxed. I wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard.”

“I suppose I could ask for a break…” she groaned, half asleep. No one else in the world would ever have been able to get through to her like you did. If anyone else asked her to take a break, she would have laughed in their face. But with the way you were playing with her hair, she was starting to see the appeal of spending less time at work and more time with her partner. Soon, she was seconds away from passing out on top of you. “I love you so much Y/N.”

You were taken aback at her confession, not knowing how to respond at first. You kind of just panicked and looked around the room frantically for a while, then stammered out a response. “Do you really mean that Seulgi?”

There was no response, and you were scared you had offended her somehow.

“Bear, I said are you sure?” you asked, rolling her towards you. It was then that you noticed, she was fast asleep in your lap. You smiled to yourself, then patted her head. “I love you too babe. Enjoy your rest, you deserve it.”

Wendy: The way you look at her when she gets all dressed up

You had both been invited to one of your closest friends’ weddings, and were very excited for the chance to dress all fancy and party. Right now, you were waiting in the living room for your girlfriend to finish getting ready, just scrolling through Instagram on your phone.

“Honey, do you know where my clutch is?” you heard her ask as she entered the room.

“Yeah it’s on the-“ you stopped mid-sentence as you looked up at her. She was absolutely stunning in her tight fitting black dress, her long, fit legs adorned with tights that led the eye down to her sexy red bottom heals.

“What’s wrong?” she chuckled, tucking a piece of her bob behind her ear hesitantly.

“Nothing, it’s just…” you got up and started walking towards her. “You look absolutely gorgeous, honey. Makes me speechless.”

She could drown in the look in your eyes right now. There was so much admiration in your expression, from your big, sparkly eyes to your bright, toothy grin. No one had ever looked at her like that, like truly looked at her. It was like you were taking in every little detail of her and loving it all unconditionally. It wouldn’t have met so much if it was from anyone else, because she… she loved you.

She didn’t feel comfortable telling you until after the wedding. You were both sitting under a pergola under the starry sky at the reception, drinking wine and talking.

“Y/N, I need to tell you that I’m in love with you. It’s okay if you don’t want to say it back, but I thought you should know. After all, no one looks at me the way you do.”

Joy: When you protect her from a stranger

You were having a date in the city, just walking around from shop to shop, when all of a sudden you got a call from work. Apparently your coworkers needed help with an issue that only you knew how to solve, and they wanted you to pop in for a bit while you were in the city. Joy was perfectly fine with it, after all it would only take a few minutes.

You gave her hand a quick squeeze before disappearing into your workplace, leaving her to wait outside. After she had been standing there for a few minutes, a man approached her and began hitting on her. When she refused, he started to get violent and try to drag her away.

“Hey, get the hell away from her you asshole!” you practically roared, sprinting out from the doorway towards them. You immediately ripped him away from Joy and stood protectively in front of her, still gripping onto the man’s arm tightly. You looked him dead in the eye as he struggled in your grasp. “If you ever touch my girl or any other woman like this again, I’ll rip your damn arm off, you hear me? Now get the hell out before I call the authorities.”

The man ran off like the coward he was, and you immediately turned around and hugged your girlfriend with a sigh. “Thank god I came out soon enough, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you did he?” you asked, putting your hands on her cheeks and examining her face.

Instead of looking scared, she looked very calm, and was looking up at you with the widest for eyes. “You just protected me from that guy. You must really love me.” she said dumbfounded.

You widened your eyes before chuckling nervously, dropping your hands back down to your hips. “Yeah, I do. I love you Joy, that’s why I can’t let anything happen to you.”

“Well I love you too Y/N. I just can’t believe it took some random creep harassing me for me to realize it.” You both erupted into laughter, letting your foreheads fall against each other. You shared a chaste kiss, then looked into each other’s eyes lovingly for a moment.

“Come on, let’s continue our date.” you told her, gesturing towards the sidewalk. “No more interruptions, I promise.”

Yeri: When you share everything with each other

The two of you always joked that if a stranger walked into your shared bedroom, they wouldn’t be able to tell who’s side was who’s. There was a mutual understanding that what’s yours is Yeri’s and what’s Yeri’s is yours. Your dressers were a perfect blend of each other’s clothes, and the vanity was covered in shared beauty products and perfumes. You guys shared everything. Makeup, hair ties, sunglasses, shampoo, shoes, books, food… it was all mutually owned, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

One particular night, Yeri was sat on the bed helping you get ready for a night out with your friends.

“Y/N babe, if you pair those embroidered jeans of yours with my leather jacket, that outfit will really stand out.” she observed, smiling at you through the reflection of your mirror.

“Oh that would be so cute!” you squealed, getting changed. “I bet your yellow shoes would look perfect with this. And where did you put my black handbag?”

“Let me get it for you, I took it out a few nights ago and left it in the kitchen.” you explained, getting up and leaving the room. She quickly found the handbag on the counter and made her way back to your room. However, the sight of you caught her off guard, making her freeze in the doorway.

“What do you think?” you asked, holding out your arms to show off the completed outfit.

She shook her head in disbelief at how wonderful you looked. “I think you need to stay home because everyone’s going to be checking you out in that.” she giggled, holding your bag out to you. “You look hot as hell in a combination our stuff. It’s like… we belong to each other you know. I love that. And I love you.”

You scrunched your your nose in a smile, putting your hands over your face. “Kim Yerim, did you just confess your love to me?” you squeaked.

“I did.” she told you, wrapping her arms up around your shoulders. “Do you love me back?”

“Of course I do.” you giggled, feeling happy tears prickle your eyes. “You know, maybe I don’t need to go out tonight. I’d much rather be with the woman I love.”

[sunflowerxthoughts]

Mastermind [A meet cute] Rockstar!Eddie MunsonxNepo!Reader

First installment of the series: how they met. There is a lot more to come but!!! I’m having a lot of fun with this one. {Masterlist}

This story is +18 and simply fluff. MINORS DNI or you will be blocked. Thanks! Requests are open as always and thank you for reading.

Eddie fucking hates red carpets. The flashes blind him, paps screaming at him make him mad and even if he has has the shittiest of days he has to be nice to the interviewers.

Today is a little different. Yeah, it still sucks but him and the boys have been invited to Angel Valley’s 20th anniversary gala. His favourite band after Metallica had invited Corroed Coffin to their anniversary event and he is still pinching himself. 

And most importantly, he was hoping to meet you. The sweetest face in the world and enchanting eyes, he’d seen you in magazines, followed your instagram and had the stupidest crush on you.

Contrary to what one might believe, you were far from the kind of girl people thought he’d go for. A casual style but still chic, always the right amount of flattering make up and kind disposition. Quite literally you two were midnight and sunshine. 

You knew Eddie, who didn’t? The bad boy persona with a touch of awkward, the long hair and the soft parts you knew he had in him, he was, in your eyes, dreamy. When you saw him in the guest list you made sure to line up his turn with your turn so that you could bump to him. Your plan for the night was to get his number, at least he could become a good friend. 

Sure enough, Eddie was being interviewed when you started taking your first pictures.

“So Eddie, how is the new album coming along?”

“Oh!” Same fucking opening question before the saucy ones, he knows. “Yeah, it’s looking great! We have been experimenting and we are very excited!”

“Who are you looking forward to meeting the most tonight? Some lady maybe?”

“I’m in a room full of my heroes John, my love life is really the last of my thoughts as of now.”

“Ah ladies and gentleman, the eternal bachelor from Corroed Coffin!” Eddie refrains from punching the life out of the man. “What about the most talked about lady here tonight?”

Eddie instantly turns to look at you, effortlessly posing for the camera and he thinks he might faint. You looked like something out of his daydreams and he worried he would have actual drool trailing down his chin.

“I feel like my hands are tied here mate, her dad invited us here and I’m not about to get kicked out. Again, these people are our heroes.” 

Seeing as Eddie won’t spill anything, the man ends the interview and he makes his way next to Gareth and the boys, who oddly enough are sat in the same table as Metallica. Of course you had changed the sitting arrengements so that he’d be in your line of view for the night and it was only a bonus he was sitting next to fucking Kirk Hammett.

The dinner goes smooth, a few speeches here and there, a bit of music, good food and of course some shared glances and a dust of blush in his cheeks.

“You should go talk to her, you know.”

“Huh? Who?”

“Y/N, you two have spent most of the night staring at each other.”

“Oh, we met after the red carpet actually, but I don’t think it’s a good idea, Kirk. Her dad is right here and they’ve done so much just inviting us.”

“You are one of the big names now, Munson. Just as important as anyone in this room. Besides, look at her.”

“Yeah she is beautiful but-“

“And borred out of her mind. She loves this things but we’re all a biiiit older than both of you, I bet she’d love a friend right now.”

Eddie takes a deep breath and as everyone goes to mingle on the makeshift dancefloor (who would’ve thought most of these people enjoyed the ocasional Abba) and talk to old friends and familiar face, he makes his way to the chair next to you.

“Hi, we met in the red carpet before! I’m Eddie.”

“Eddie, I do remember you. Not that I’m complaining but what are you doing here?”

“Just figured you’d like a friend, people here are…”

“You can say they are older dude, it’s fine” you laugh and he can’t help but laugh along.

“I’m just going to say it, I thought you were spectacular in Romeo and Juliet.”

“You saw it? Don’t you think it’s overdone?”

“Yes I saw it! And I thought the spin on the whole thing was great, really. I don’t usually enjoy romantic stuff but it was great.”

“Ah, so the great Eddie Munson doesn’t like romance? More of a heartbreaker kinda guy?”

“Oh god no what I meant-“

“I know dummy, I’m just messing with you. We’re friends, right?”

“Right, right.”

“It’s weird isn’t it? I’m your friend yet I don’t have your number.”

Eddie feels like he might die. You are asking for his number and calling him a friend but he knows, the tone in your voice is saying a whole other thing. 

He does give you his number. You save each other names with silly emojis next to each other.  The rest of the conversation flows easily, a little bit flirty even. It isn’t until Gareth calls him over that he actually moves. He doesn’t want to but he was the one to tell the guys they had to network.

You stay sat in your chair, thinking over your interaction. He’s cute and he seems like a great friend already. It makes you want to meet the rest of the band too. This gatherings would be so much better if he just came with you on a regular basis. 

“Uncle Brian” You smile at your uncle who isn’t your uncle but he is for sure your uncle.

“So? You and Munsooon?”

“Uuuuugh please don’t tell me you and dad saw!”

“Only me, darling. He seems nice, future boyfriend perhaps?”

“Friends, just friends.

“For now?”

“I don’t know, but you know how things are in this world. He’s cute but it’d be super public. Besides, he really admires dad and I wouldn’t want to make things weird.”

“Sweets, I’m not telling you what to do. However, take him to breakfast. You never know, it might be love.”

It was the start of a beautiful, but you were just fine knowing that both his tour and your next film shared a few locations. And breakfast with Eddie Munson sounded sweet like honey. This was the start of something that could go terribly well or fucking terrible, but both of you were excited to know which one would it be. What’s life without a little adventure?

[stephspurs]

hi, welcome back! can i please request one for jordan henderson where he asks her to buy whatever she wants for her birthday (with his money, as a gift) and she buys herself a necklace with his initials. he goes crazy when he sees it and it’s all cute and fluff<3 (this is actually tiktok-inspired!) thank you!

I got carried away & put my own little spin on it...hope you love it! please do let me know x

call it what you want with Jordan Henderson

I don’t want to remember life before him, before us. Of course, I do - how could I forget? After years of cataclysmically bad press surrounding my latest two albums, subsequent hate and the overwhelming threat of irrelevance that pulled me under and kept me indoors and out of the public eye for months on end - I stumbled, quite literally, into my Jordan. 

It was late November, cold and dark in dreary Liverpool. Don’t ask why I was there - perhaps it was because I had a friend living in Merseyside who promised I could fly under the radar because “no one here cares about anything other than the pub or football, or watching the football at the pub”. Unsurprisingly, I became one of these people because there I was at the local, carrying myself a pint of apple cider with just a little bit of ice in it and bumping into Liverpool’s captain. At first I kept moving, after apologising, with my eyes set and keen on the table with my friend waiting for me with her mouth screwed up trying not to laugh at my well known clumsiness. 

I’m not sure if it was the yellow lights in the garden area or the beanie that covered what I now know to be his dirty blonde, yet forever golden, hair - the warmth that encapsulated my soul with just a look in his eyes and a mumble of “no problems” from his mackem mouth was enough to set my grey world alight. You can call it what you want, but this was the exact moment my world changed. 

My baby's fly like a jet stream

High above the whole scene

Loves me like I'm brand new

After months of relentless messages and lowkey, albeit it slightly underground, dates I eventually gave in to what was inevitable - he was my person. He taught me how to be loved irrespective of what has been tied to my tired heart. He loved me like I was brand new and in a way, I was. I was brand new to him. I was brand new to us and our snowballing love which, like its namesake, seemed to grow at an immeasurable rate. 

He respected my boundaries with the media and press, I knew who he was on our first date - he was honest and told me about his profession, I was honest and told him about my career as an artist. He asked what I was doing in little old England, I told him I needed a break from myself. He made sure I felt safe enough with him that I could be blissfully unaware of the outside world, if it was my choosing to do so. In saying all of this, I also admitted my own mistakes with many of my past relationships and owned up to all of the burned bridges left in my path, however I was sure that in my past life I must have done atleast one thing right to end up in his path. This world may be a mess but laughing with him under the covers on a mundane Tuesday evening made everything ok. His starry eyes truly do brighten up my darkest nights. You can call it what you want, but I know that this is simple, pure and honest. 

I want to wear his initial

On a chain round my neck, chain round my neck

Not because he owns me

But 'cause he really knows me

11 months after that first spill, of both my drink and my heart, it was my birthday. We had agreed no presents - from both of us, for each other, for all occasions. This birthday of mine was the first in many years where I truly didn't have a wish for anything different than what was currently in my life. This birthday was also the first in many years where my wish was for someone else, for Jordan, to feel the same happiness that I do every time I look at him. 

He had respected my boundaries with going public and never pressured me, we had kept this love bubble secure for 11 months already - with only our nearest and dearest being allowed in. I supported him wholeheartedly in every venture, both professionally and personally in private. If anything that the last almost-year had shown me was just how much it meant that he had taken the time to get to know me, and care about me enough to do so. No one else had ever taken the time. 

So there I was, the evening of my 29th birthday, sitting upstairs in my dressing room while my friends and his - our friends - sat around the table downstairs laughing and chattering and reminiscing on life both before and after the amalgamation of both Jordan and I. Looking at myself in the mirror, for the first time not wanting anything to change, wishing I could freeze this moment in time forevermore. I didn't even hear Jordan come into the room let alone come up behind me, wrapping both arms around my shoulders and resting his left cheek to my right one, both of us breathing each other in. 

“I have something for you” I whispered into the silence. 

“But it’s your birthday, why am I getting a gift” He whispered back. 

“This is for me, as much as it is for you” 

In the reflection of the mirror, he watched me pull the drawer out and pick up a chain. I looked up and held his eye contact. He held out his hand and I dropped the chain in his palm. He pulled his chest away from my back, pulled my hair to one side and looked back at me in the mirror. 

Slowly he grabbed the other end of the chain, brought it around my front and laid it across my collarbones. Focusing on closing the dainty clasp and settling his breathing, he took a moment to himself before looking at the reflection once again. Staring back at him against my skin, the initial J. Simple, pure and honest. You can call it what you want - it was love. 

[ptergwen]

no sleep

pairing: singer!reader x tom holland || w/c: 1.6k

warnings: swearing and many many many suggestive jokes

summary: you’re on jimmy kimmel to talk about your music, but he has other plans

a/n: y’all i’ve literally always wanted to write singer!reader and this idea just came to me and i had to get it out because it’s so cute :,) i really hope ya like it

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jimmy kimmel invited you onto his show to promote a single from your upcoming album. you stepped out of the spotlight for a while, so this is your first official appearance of the year.

“my first guest tonight...” there’s a cheer from the audience. you grin to yourself, waiting for jimmy to finish announcing you.

“you wanna say it for me?” he chuckles and stands your picture up on his desk. “my first guest tonight surprised fans this morning with her new single ‘no sleep.’ it’s currently number one in over seventy countries.” jimmy holds for applause, which you get a ton of. you cover your hot face with your hands.

“she’s here to talk to us about the song and her short hiatus. please welcome y/n y/l/n!”

the music plays while you walk onstage, followed by more cheers and clapping. you’re beaming as you wave to everyone. you give jimmy a quick hug and exchange hello’s over the noise.

you’ve been in the industry for a few years, but you’ll never get used to responses like this. all the love really warms your heart.

“thank you!” you giggle out, taking your seat on the couch. the audience yells some more when the music dies out. “thank you so much! oh my god,” you make a face at jimmy, who laughs and gestures to everyone. “they clearly hated the song,” he jokes to you. “i was gonna say,” you agree, smoothing your dress down.

you look out at the crowd with a pout. “no, seriously. you guys are so cute.” jimmy copies your pout, earning a playful eye roll from you.

you’ve been on the show a couple of times before, so you two are friendly. tom has also brought you to chill backstage with him when he was a guest. you would’ve brought him this time if he wasn’t away for filming.

“so, you took most of the year off from making music,” jimmy starts the actual conversation. “mhm, i did,” you hum and cross one of your legs over the other. “how was that? was it weird not being in the studio?” you scrunch your face up, then he adds another question. “what did you actually do with yourself?”

“i mean, music is obviously a big part of who i am. making it, loving it, all that stuff.” a small smile crosses your face. “so, yeah. it sort of felt like something was missing at first.” jimmy nods along, you shrugging one of your shoulders.

“at the same time, i really needed to take a minute and just breathe. come back with my shit more together. i think i have,” you let out a reflective sigh. “it didn’t have anything to do with your boyfriend? a mr. tom holland?” jimmy teases, you waving a hand at him. “no, don’t give him all the credit.”

your break genuinely was for yourself. no one needs to know that tom was also off, or that he spent all his free time with you. that was just a plus.

“are you sure? because, it seemed like you two were getting really cozy.” a picture from your instagram pops up on the screen. it’s of tom under a blanket. he’s reaching out for you with a lazy smile. you lean over on the couch so you’re off camera, another giggle escaping you.

jimmy flips to another picture. “that was exhibit A. here’s exhibit B.” the whole audience coos, jimmy raising his eyebrows at you. this one is a mirror selfie from tom’s instagram. your arms are slung around his neck from behind, and half your face is hidden. tom is doing his signature eye crinkling smile into the camera.

“aren’t they just adorable?” jimmy asks the audience, making them erupt in more cheers. you sit up again and clear your throat. seeing those is bittersweet for you. “he’s very cuddly. anyway, back to the music!” you do a small clap. little do you know, there’s much more to come.

“yes, yes. back to the music. talk to me about ‘no sleep.’” the song is one hundred percent about tom. you’re not sure you should say that, considering the... explicit content in it. you and tom did get very cozy over your break, as jimmy would say. it was the only time you weren’t relaxing.

“well,” you plaster on an overly happy smile. that earns more laughter from jimmy. “it’s about what you do in bed when you’re, um, not sleeping,” you explain. “and who do you do those things in bed with?” jimmy glances up at the screen again. “you’re choosing violence today, jimmy,” you say under your breath.

there’s a chuckle from backstage that sounds eerily similar to tom’s. it must have been a PA. all this talk about him is seriously fucking with your head.

“well, everyone in my life inspires my work in some way. they’re such angels,” you dodge the question, thinking you’re clever about it. jimmy won’t let you get off that easy. “friends? family?” he asks you. “yeah, everyone,” you exhale in relief. jimmy widens his eyes at you. “so, that means ‘no sleep’ is about your mom?”

your mouth falls open. he’s really going to make you spill the details of your sex life.

“what the fuck, no!” you squeal, looking out into the audience for help. they join in your laughter. “it’s about tom,” you finally confirm so jimmy doesn’t suggest anything else. “it’s about tom, my god. next topic.” you’re smiling despite yourself.

“why? don’t you wanna tell us more about your lover?” jimmy glances off to the side. what is going on back there? you sit up straighter in your spot. “no, this is my interview!” you’re half joking, half serious.

although you and tom aren’t private at all, you’ve never talked about him this much. it’s overwhelming. besides that, this is making you miss him a lot.

“that’s too bad. we thought... we thought you might like to share it,” jimmy is already grinning about whatever he has planned. this isn’t supposed to be part of your segment. “huh? i’m literally so lost.” you furrow your eyebrows at him, lowering your voice. “we didn’t talk about this.”

he pats the arm of your couch. “they say there’s no time like the present. ladies and gentlemen, tom holland!”

on cue, tom runs out from backstage. the audience practically roars with how loud they are. people even jump out of their seats. you clasp a hand over your mouth in pure shock. this feels like a prank, like jimmy is about to say sike. then, tom comes up to the couch. you almost fall over, jimmy proudly watching on.

tom grins so wide it takes up his whole face. “happy release day,” he murmurs as you get to your feet. you’re not able to speak just yet, only staring up at him with glossy eyes. he brings you into a tight hug. his hands rub up and down your back, your arms snaking around his middle.

“tommy,” you try to whisper the nickname. you forgot your microphone is on. everyone “aw’s” at you both, including jimmy. “my love,” tom’s lips brush your cheek briefly. “hi, baby,” he speaks into your ear. you hide your face in his button up while he rocks you side to side.

he’s been away for a couple of months working on the third spider-man. this is the first time you’ve seen him since he left.

“shouldn’t you be in atlanta?” you ask louder this time for the audience to hear. you’re still doing an interview. “today’s a big day. i had to see you,” tom gives you one last squeeze. “in person,” he adds, before you can say you already facetimed.

the fact that him and jimmy put this whole thing together is making you emotional. you’d be fully crying if you two were alone right now.

“she doesn’t want you here, though. remember?” jimmy chimes in, tom breathing out a laugh. he sadly lets go of you. you flop back onto the couch, tom pointing behind him with his thumb. “i’ll just be on my way. five hour flight, no big deal.” “no, no, no, no. stay,” you whine and make grabby hands at him.

that’s all it takes for tom to slip into the spot next to you. he bites back a smile, putting an arm around you and the couch. you don’t want to annoy everyone with too much pda, so you subtly curl into his side. the people actually love you and tom together. jimmy claps his hands.

“we’ll be right back with y/n y/l/n and tom holland!” he says into the camera, the band playing more filler music. he steps out from behind the desk to greet tom. tom stands up, the two of them giving each other pats on the back. the camera stops rolling.

“hey, man. thanks for doing this,” tom puts a hand on jimmy’s arm. “anything for the happy couple. i’m gonna get some water, see you in five.” jimmy shoots you another smile on his way to his dressing room. you return it. that leaves you and tom to yourselves.

“baby,” you say in a sing song voice, dropping your head onto tom’s shoulder. “i’m so happy you’re here. i real life almost peed when you came out.” tom snakes his arm around your waist. “that would be upsetting,” he mumbles, his index finger drawing circles on you. “it would’ve ruined your very pretty dress.”

“you like it?” you knowingly tug at the form fitting material. tom shifts in his spot. “i’ll tell you what,” he leans in closer to you with a smirk, his breath tickling your ear. “we’re getting no sleep tonight,” he sings from the chorus of your song. you burst into a giggle and squeeze your eyes shut.

he ends up being right.

[julessworldd]

Requested by anon.. poly guns where the reader has hate from reporters about being with the boys. My poly reader is fem, language, mentions of being drunk, smut implied between Izzy and the reader, reader uses a knife to slash papers!

Being with a famous person has its perks and also the negatives in life. Fans being jealous and saying nasty things because you got with their idol. Reporters need a juicy story so they still have a job and the same with paparazzis. But going out with five rockstars of the biggest band in the world. It has its perks, each boy brings something wonderful and different. I love them with all my heart, would go to war for them. Here lately, nobody has said anything and our relationship has been amazing. Nobody has been fussing at each other, little too amazing to not have a storm coming in. But, why worry about the future if the present is so good?

Duff and Izzy had an interview, I tagged along since we haven’t had a day out. Even if they were working, the other boys had separate interviews and errands. Kelly Nickels and Tracii Gunns had an interview right after the boys. “So what’s Miss Y/n been up to?”, Kelly asked.

“Not much, just been at rehearsals with the boys. What about you guys?”, I asked. “Talking about an album, possibly, got a new car”, Kelly grinned. Kelly had always been one of my friends and supporters since I moved to LA. He was the one who pushed me to be with the boys, “Have fun because life is too short, buttercup”

The door opened, “Let’s go, Y/n”, Izzy said, kinda grumpy like. “Oh okay. See ya guys later”, I stood up and looked at Izzy. “Fucking hate people”, Izzy grumbled. I furrowed my eyebrows, “What happened, Iz?” He shook his head. “Izzy, spill”, I grabbed his hand, rubbing his knuckle with my thumb. “It’s nothing, Angel”, he smiled, rubbing my cheekbone. “Don’t lie to me, Jeffery”, I deadpanned. Duff was outside smoking, “Hey Michael! Why is Izzy being an ass now?” Duff dropped his cigarette. I never call them by their actual name unless I’m pissed off.

“I told you to tell her”, Duff rolled his eyes.

“I’m too pissed off”, Izzy grumbled. Duff narrowed his eyes at Iz. “God damn it, Izzy” “Tell me what?”, I asked. Duff sighed, looking at me with a sad look on his face. “Duff?” He pulled me to his car, “See ya at the house, Iz”

“Please don’t let me find out from MTV later in bed”, I said. “I know. Just don’t want your feelings hurt, baby girl”. Duff sighed, grabbing my hand. “You know we love you very very much, right?” ‘Ah hell, they’re breaking up with me. Now, big bird has to do it, the sensitive romantic one’ my mind said to myself. “The reporter said some very nasty comments about you and the relationship you have with us. Izzy pulled an Axl and left half way through the interview. Cussed the reporter out, I had to grab him before he did anything else. But nothing he said was true, we love you very much, baby”, Duff had tears in his waterline.

“Nothing, I’ve probably not heard before. I love you guys very much, nobody’s comments bother me anymore. Fuck, who cares who I’m fucking or how many at the moment. I wouldn’t trade our relationship for the world”, I sat on Duff’s lap. “I know,

Doodle. But just Izzy is upset and you know he hates reporters being nosey”, Duff rubbed my hip. “Yeah I know.. I love you, Duffy”, I kissed him passionately. “Do you care if I stay with Izzy tonight? He’s upset you know.” “Not a problem, gorgeous”, Duff smiled. “Don’t worry about the reporters okay?”duff said, taking me off his lap. “Fuck em”, I grinned. “Good girl”

We pulled in, everyone was home, everyone had already heard about the reporter. “You think he’s lit?” “Good chance, just come get me if he does anything mean. Love you baby”, Duff kissed my temple. Izzy was in his room, on his bed, bottle of Jack not open. “Knock knock”, I smiled.

“Hi baby doll. I’m so sorry”, Izzy got up from his spot. “Thank you for defending my honor, my knight in shining armor. I love you”, I kissed him, pulling him close to me. “Always will, Y/n”, he laid his forehead on mine. “Don’t tell the others but you’re my favorite”, I giggled. “Our secret, honey”

I woke up before Izzy, heading down to the kitchen. “Good morning” I smiled. “Here’s the mag about you, love”, Slash handed it to me. “Biggest whore in the world?”, I joked. “Just our whore, Y/n/n” Slash kissed my cheek. Y/n L/n, GNR’s latest groupie. Girl is busy with boys of the band 24/7

I walked over to the set of knives, “Excuse me, Duff”, I went back to the magazine. “Y/n!” Duff said as I slashed the magazine to pieces before going outside. “She seen the magazine Huh?”, I heard Axl say as I shut the door.

“Fucking reporters!”, I said, lighting a cigarette.