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ruel in the distance behind the scenes. ˚◞♡

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ruel in the distance behind the scenes. ˚◞♡

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ruel on instagram live! | 04.02.2021

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I didn’t mean to be cold, guess it’s just a sore throat To be honest, I lost myself, I feel awful… Ruel - say it over (ft. Cautious Clay) (2020) dir. Grey Ghost

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not sure if this will make sense to anyone besides me but: the antidote to negativity is not positivity, its warmth

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Black Lives Matter.

While this account is fun and a place where everyone can feel safe and loved, I need to speak about something that really means a lot to me. If you don’t agree with what I’m about to say, what I support, and will continue supporting till the day I die, then you can peacefully unfollow me. For all of you that want to listen and hear what I have to say, I love you.

On Twitter, you will see the hashtag “Black Lives Matter” trending, because of the unlawful murder of George Floyd. A man who was murdered by a police officer, while three other police officers stood by and watched. A man who was murdered for simply living. A man who cried out that he couldn’t breathe and that he was in pain, as the officer pressed his knee down on to George’s throat. Slowly killing him.

This isn’t anything new. I know you’ve all seen it before. Countless acts of police brutality, leading to the countless murders of my people. Killing my people. Killing them because they hate the colors we come in. We’re all the same though. We bleed red, just like you. We breathe oxygen, just like you. We want to live, just like you. We can’t live, not like you.

We are Hated. Murdered. Dehumanized. Attacked.

You know what we get in return for screaming Black Lives Matter? We get yelled at. We get told that we have to bring race into everything. That we want to be oppressed. That we’re playing the victim card. That we’re the problem.

Trending “All Lives Matter” to counteract us, to counteract our fight for the right to live. Our fight to stay alive. Our fight to make sure those that come after us can have a better chance than we did. Our fight to be able to go somewhere without the fear of being harmed or racially profiled. Our fight to not have to fight anymore.

Saying Black Lives Matter, is not saying yours doesn’t. It’s a cry for people to remember that we matter too. We matter. It’s a cry for people to notice and pay attention to what’s happening to our community, to the community that needs support now more than ever. A community thats needed support since this country was built, on the bodies of my people.

How many more of us have to die before people care. I can’t keep watching my brothers and sisters die. Die a death that could have been prevented. Prevented if people actually started to care about us. You can retweet a tweet, or use a hashtag to “say their name”, but what are you actually doing to help us? You need to help us fight to live, not just fight for us on social media. While social media can spread light and educate, you need to help us in real life too.

I am biracial and I am light skinned. So I will never experience the true pain and discrimination some of my people are facing, but that doesn’t mean I don’t see the way it hurts them and my other family members. It doesn’t mean I am not personally affected by this. It just means I need to fight harder for my people that don’t have the same appearance as I do, to fight for those that don’t get the chance to fight. Please fight with us. Fight so that we can stop living in fear. So we can stop seeing another fucking name trending on the internet. Another name to remember.

Please educate yourselves and learn that just because someone doesn’t look the same as you, doesn’t mean they’re automatically lower than you, we all bleed red. Please help bring change to this world that we live in.

Read up and learn how you can help us fight for freedom and equality, because there’s always something that can be done. Thank you.

“Screaming ‘All Lives Matter’ is a protest, to my protest, what kind of shit is that?” -Joyner Lucas.

All Lives Won’t Matter, Until Our Lives Matter.

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guys this live was so precious i can’t

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the jumper, i want

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productive // ruel van dijk fanfic

- you were cramming for your exams late at night and ruel just wants to take care of you (and get some cuddles in the process)

- fluffy ruel content ahead

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you had given up trying to study at midnight when you realized you read the same page 3 times and hadn’t noticed because you were so zoned out. now it was 1:00pm, and you resorted to memorizing what you already had down in your notes instead, refusing to go to sleep despite not learning anything new through it.

you only noticed you had been leaning on the counter with your head hanging when ruel spoke to you from the kitchen entryway in a raspy, sleep riddled tone,

“babe, when are you coming to bed? you can study tomorrow.” he makes his way over to you, hugging you from behind as you were still bent over, palms pressed into the marble countertop.

“i can’t ruel, if i don’t finish memorizing the sheet i made today ill be behind tomorrow. i’m barely passing as it is” you said with a humourless chuckle.

ruel turned you around and picked you up so you sat at the countertop, then brushed the hair out of your face tenderly. you could see the concern in his eyes as he took in your defeated expression. he leaned in, arms supporting him on either side of you to fix you a stern look.

“y/n, listen to me. you’re not gonna fail your exams, you’ve been doing fine this semester. you won’t learn anything sleep deprived” his eyes bored into yours to make sure everything he was saying was sinking in. when he saw you sigh in reluctant agreement, his expression softened.

“plus, the bed’s cold when you’re not there , i wanna cuddle”

you laughed at that, ruel putting on a full show with puppy dog eyes and a pout that was way too hard to resist. your resolve was crumbling at this adorable boy in front of you.

“i don’t knowww, i still feel really anxious about leaving it though” your eyes left his and instead focused around the room in guilt. you wanted to give in for his sake but the stress was eating you up.

ruel’s face fell a little, making you feel even more guilty. all of a sudden, he grabbed your face in both hands, making your eyes widen in surprise. then, he started smothering you with kisses all around your face, you helplessly giggling as he countined his onslaught. he punctuated each kiss he left with childish pleading,

“please - come - to - bed - with - me - it’s - cold - and - i - miss - your - cuddles!”

your giggling turned to full fledged laughing at that before you grabbed his face in return and planted a kiss on his lips to stop his attack.

“ok babe, i’m coming to bed, but only because you asked this nicely”

ruel broke out into a grin, making your heart melt at the sight. you couldn’t believe this was the boy you were dating. he’s just pure sunshine at this point honestly. you went into a daze just looking at him before he caught you staring. “why are you looking at me like that?” he said, still smiling.

“i’m in love, that’s why silly” you said, eyes glazed over in adoration. when you snapped out of it and realized the weight of what you just said, you turned bright red.

“you’re in love huh?” ruel’s beaming grin had morphed into a smirk. you two had been dating for a few months now, and this was the first time you’ve ever said you loved him. it wasn’t like you hadn’t been in love with him this whole time, you just took the word very seriously and wanted to make sure that you only said it when you meant it, and when you felt loved back.

you held your breath in anticipation for his answer, looking for any clue in his face for his next words.

“thank god, because i’m in love too” he said, before he leaned in to kiss you tenderly. feeling a wave of relief wash over you, your hands slid into his hair as he pulled you closer by your waist. the kiss heated up quickly, hands tugging at clothes and grasping limbs, before you parted for air, ruel tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth before releasing you and resting his forehead on yours.

“what happened to going to sleep?” you said, breath mixing in with his as you both were gasping for air after the kiss.

“do you want to?” he remarked innocently, which made your heart melt further. however, with his hips pressed into yours, you had already made your mind up.

“i have a feeling we can do something much more productive than that” you say coyly, causing him to pick you up by your thighs, legs wrapped around his hips so fast you laughed at his eagerness.

“to the bedroom!!!” he yelled in a mock announcers voice as he walked out of the kitchen with you in his arms. yup, this was definitely the boy you were in love with

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masterlist.

surrender / ruel van dijk fanfic 

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after care w ruel would be so sweet🥺

After Care

concept: well you already know what this is, so do I need to explain? can’t believe I had to write about the rag. tell me your favorite parts from this since it’s a complete m e s s. also I added a few little I guess you could say easter eggs to find from things mentioned in good girl, can you find them? hope you enjoy :)

Ruel groans into my neck from his place on top of me, his hips softly meeting mine for the last time, my hands completely tangled in his hair. We stay wrapped up for a few minutes, both of us coming down from our highs, before he pulls back and hovers his face above mine. He gives me a soft smile, reaching up to push a few strands of my hair behind my ears, watching me with utter love and adoration in his eyes. He leans down and gives me a few soft kisses, mumbling praises and compliments between each one, before rolling off of me and laying on his back.

We lay there out of breath still, before both of us turn to look at each other, instantly breaking out into laughter at our flushed and bright eyed faces. I raise my hand and poke his cheek, only to end up shrieking and pulling away, laughing at the layer of sweat coating his skin.

“Laugh all you want, this sweat is from being the only person to actually put in work asshole” he sasses, glaring at me even more as I laugh even harder, rolling around in our already tousled sheets. “Stop laughing at me, you’re sweaty too” he whines out, throwing his hands up exasperatedly, not being able to do anything but watch the tears come out of my eyes.

“Yo-you think you did all the work? I was the one on top until the last 5 minutes dumbass” I cackle, rolling away from him as he darts his hand out to grab me. He lets out a small scoff, turning away from me, since he’s the most dramatic person on earth. “Noooo, I didn’t mean it, you’re strong and masculine and tough and put in all the work” I tell him as seriously as possible, trying to keep my voice from shaking as I try to not laugh, my eyes watering from holding it in.

“See, thank you for finally recognizing that I- Hey!” He groans out, finally turning back to me, only to be let down as I finally crack. I let him pull me back to him this time, smiling up at him as he leans over me, his necklace dangling over my face. “Are you gonna be nice to me? If not, then you can clean yourself up sweetheart” he smirks, already knowing what the outcome would be, but of course I have to be stubborn.

“Fine. I don’t need no man to help me” I haughtily reply, lifting my hand to push his face away from me. I sit up and look over to the bathroom, turning to look back at Ruel, only to see him leaning against our headboard with his stupid smirk still on his face. I flip him off before swinging my legs to the edge of the bed, hesitantly standing up, before fully straightening and giving him a my biggest smile. “See, I don’t need you” I laugh out, walking forward only to end up on the floor as my legs wobble from underneath me.

“What was that about not needing any help baby?” Ruel boasts, standing up from the bed to lift me up and throw me back on to it. I let out a groan when I land, my body finally starting to feel sore from our activities. I lay there against the pillows, waiting for him to come back to me from whatever he’s doing in the bathroom, only to hear his soft footsteps seconds later. “Open your legs for me sweetheart” he mumbles, paying attention to whats in his hands, as he gets situated on the foot of the bed. I hesitantly open them, trying to mentally prepare for what was about to happen.

“owww” I whine out, wincing as the wet cloth makes contact, only for Ruel to laugh at me and hold me in place, watching me with a grin from his spot between my legs. His hands start to massage my thighs, hoping to at least slightly ease the discomfort I was feeling, knowing I’d be sore for the next few days.

“Huh you sounded a lot different when you did that earlier” he chuckles out, trying his hardest to lightly clean me up, wincing as my hips buck when he hits a particularly sore part. I let out a quiet whine at the feeling, the dull aching pain spreading through my lower half at any sort of contact. “Sorry sweetheart, could’ve probably been a bit more gentle with you” he tells me, placing a light kiss against my knee, before standing up and throwing the rag into the hamper we have in the corner.

“I’m not going to be able to walk right tomorrow and it’s going to be embarrassing because you know Coco and your mom are going to say something about it” I groan out, rolling over so that my face was shoved into the pillow. I let out a yell of protest as he slaps my ass, flipping my head to the side to glare at him, watching as he gives me a small shrug in return. “Aren’t boyfriends supposed to be nice?” I mutter, shoving my face back into the pillow so I don’t have to look at the smug look on his face.

“While I enjoyed seeing you in this position earlier, I’m going to need you to get your face out of the pillow and stand up” he retorts, completely ignoring my snide remark at him. I let out a grumble of protest, the idea of moving sounding terrible at the moment. I feel his hands latch on to my waist, before I break out of his grasp and roll my body into the middle of our bed. “Are we really going to do this right now? Because trust me, I’ll win.” he says as he gives me a blank stare, waiting to see if I’ll just give in and make his life easier. As if.

“No. My body hurts and you don’t even care. Why aren’t you nice to me?” I whine, watching as a grin starts to tug at his lips. He grabs my ankle and pulls me back to the edge of the bed, looking down at me with a small eye roll, my eyes not missing the way he sneakily tries to look me over.

“Oh trust me, I was more than nice to you. Especially with that little attitude you had at the fucking family get together earlier” he snorts out, lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder, completely ignoring the fact that my body was repulsed by any sort of movement right now. “Stop whining, you’ll feel better after we shower, I’ll even let you make the water hot just how you like it, even though it’s going to practically melt my skin off” he tries to reason, setting me down as he turns the shower on, watching the way I pout up at him.

He smiles at the pout on my lips, thinking about how I had a similar expression earlier, when he finally had me begging. He leans down and gives me a kiss, before lightly pushing me into the shower, coming in right after me and closing the glass door. He pulls me against him and holds the both of us under the water, lightly rubbing the bottom of my back, easing some of the tension in it. I lift my head away from his chest, puckering my lips for another kiss, getting a small laugh out of him before he complies. He lightly holds me against him, entranced with the way our bodies feel pressed against each other, water steadily flowing over the both of us. He pulls back, lightly biting my bottom lip and watching as it snaps back into place, a needy expression taking over my features.

“I thought you were mad at me for making you get up?” he questions, pulling back to look me in the eyes, grinning as I whine from him pulling away from me. “I mean first you were mad that I made you sore, then it was because I made you move, now it’s because I won’t kiss you. Like you should be happy since I was able to convince everyone to be gone for the night in the first place” he laughs, feeling me grab at his necklace for more affection from him and less talking. He leans down, caging me against the cold tile, his arms on either side of my head as wrap my arms around his neck.

“I’m a changed person, now give me more kisses please” I mumble, grabbing at the back of his neck to pull his lips back to mine, only for him to pull back completely. Before I can even complain about the lack of affection, he lifts me up and pins me against the wall, my legs instantly securing themselves around his waist. The water pours down against his back, hotter than he would usually have it, but the last of his worries at the moment, the only thing on his mind being me. I breathlessly watch him from hooded eyes, seeing his darkened lust filled gaze scan my body, before meeting mine with a devilish grin. “What’re you doing?” I gasp out, his mouth moving around my collarbones, ghosting over the numerous marks he left from earlier, only for him to shut me up with his hand lightly grabbing on to my throat.

His eyes go back down my body, watching as some water droplets travel down the length of my torso, only to end up where our bodies are pressed together. I buck my hips harder into his, wanting him to avert his attention back to me, desperately craving any attention from him that I could get. His eyes meet mine, before he leans in and let’s his lips ghost over mine, smirking as I arch into him, his grip on my neck tightening at the feeling. Feeling needy. Just for him. He leans his head down to my ear, letting his lips ghost over it as my eyes roll back, feeling nothing but euphoria as he makes a breathy promise.

“I’ll be gentle. I promise.”

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soundcheck | ruel x bestfriend!reader

i’ve never written for ruel so i don’t know much about him but i really really hope that that doesn’t affect the way this writing piece turned out lolololol. but do not fret! i will do my research on this australian singer that many many american’s seem to love!!!   

“y/n! would you stop messing around and please yell into this mic so we can see if the sound if working correctly.” i turn my head at the voice of my bestfriend’s voice. “aren’t you supposed to sing to check?” i ask as i make my way up to the stage.

watching ruel preform was always magical and i could never get bored of watching it. “well, yes. but i’d rather have you check this time.” i nod and take the mic of the stand. “so do i just scream or is this alright?” my voice rings throughout the empty arena. “i’d say it’s working.”

ruel nods. “great, now try and sing a song. gotta make sure it works throughout my whole set list.” i look at him with my eyes as wide as they could get. “yeah, no. you see that’s your job. i don’t sing.”

he laughs at my words as i go to put the mic back onto the stand. “sing, electric love, ruel. it’s a great song honestly.” as i get a nod from the giant i call my bestfriend i hop down and go sit on one of the chairs that were used to check the lights.

ruel’s band begins to play the beginning of the song and ruel’s voice fills the whole arena.

“candy,

she’s sweet like candy in my veins,

baby i’m dyin’ for another taste,

and every night my mind is runnin’ around her..”

i smile before softly singing the next verse of the song, i’ve grown to love.

“thunder’s gettin’ louder and louder,

baby you’re like lightnin’ in a bottle,

i can’t let you go now that i got it..”

“i thought you didn’t sing.” ruel says as he catches me singing. “true. but hey, i guess the sound works perfectly.” he scoffs into the mic and stares down at me. “i don’t think so. i still have to sing my whole set list just to make sure.”

“that is thankfully not my problem so i am out. i’ll see you around, dude.” i feel a something hit my back and i turn around to see it’s a small soccer ball that we play around with.

“well that wasn’t very nice.” i say as i grab the soccer ball and throw it towards ruel. it hits where the sun does not shine, and ruel hunches over in pain. “whoops! i’m so sorry!” i yell as i start to run off before ruel can throw the ball back at me once again.

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idk if this makes sense but i imagine that in the early talking stages with Ruel before you officially start dating he’s probably hella nervous before he develops confidence around you but still wants to talk to you every day and so instead of hitting you up with a “hey” or “wyd,” he just sends you links to songs that he thinks you would like or that remind him of you and is like “hey listen to this.” sometimes it’s an oldie or a guilty pleasure song and sometimes it’s a new release that he heard and just HAD to share with you. and like four or five messages later and ur on another topic he says “did u listen to the song yet” and ur like “yes,” then he’s like “well what did you think” and that’s his little ways of being able to pick ur brain and get to know who you are on an intimate level. I ALSO THINK THAT you and him would go back and forth with funny songs to pick with each other when words just aren’t doing the job. you’d probably have a shared spotify playlist where you both add songs every now and then and u can see his activity and u see that he’s always listening to music from it