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elysianslove · 4 years

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hi eli bby !! its me vio again shhshf

i loved ur vball player crush hcs w miya twins && suna and can i have that too w sakusa, semi && shirabu ? MY UNDERRATED BOYS CRIES SM <//3 thank u sm <33

hiiiii my love!!! tysm for requesting these boys i love them so much. i hope you like this lysm <3

sakusa kiyoomi

considering what i’ve seen in the anime, and some manga panels, i really don’t think omi’s a peoples person. so even in school, i doubt he was very involved with other students, and probably kept to himself

he’s also hyper-aware of his surroundings constantly, including the people around him, so the fact that he noticed you wasn’t a shock

it’s that he noticed you, and then he couldn’t stop thinking about you

probably had some dream about you that same night that cursed him with a crush on you yk the dreams i’m talking about right?

he still continues to keep to himself, and whenever he spots you from his peripheral vision he just dashes out of there. he realizes that forcing himself to act normally around you might actually improve his situation and help him get over whatever this stupid crush was but he was not taking any chances

he also knew nothing about you, just your last name!

so anyways both the boys and girls vbc’s are heading the same school, so they got one bus for the both of you and combined them.

because his general dislike for crowds, omi usually sits out in the front, especially because the door to the bus is right next to him. idk he just seems like the kind to map out an escape plan for every room/vehicle he enters i don’t have a reason why i think so

the game was happening on a weekend, really early, like way too early, so it wasn’t a surprise that you were tired. it’s an unspoken rule that those who sit in the back make a lotta noise and all that, so you opted for the front seats instead to at least try and rest a bit before the game

you don’t sit directly next to him, but there’s only an aisle separating the two of you

because, yk, manners, you give him a small smile before saying, “good morning!” and settling in your seat, your bag between your legs

omi on god freezes up lmfao

he doesn’t mean to sound so rude but it just comes out that way! he says something along the lines of “what are you doing here?” and immediately regrets it after it leaves his lips. he visibly cringes

but instead of being thrown off, you just laugh, and sakusa curses everything behind his mask because holy shit were you gorgeous and wow was his stomach just somersaulting

not a nice feeling

you explain to him briefly that you’re on the vbc and you were heading to play the girls of the same school he was gonna play against and all that, and he just hums and nods and tries to ignore the thump thump thump of his heart

you don’t really interact during the bus ride going to, it’s coming back that you do

you tell him that you managed to glimpse the last bit of his game, where he was landing a spike, and you complimented his skills and pointed out his freakish wrist move

he noted that he didn’t get to see you play and your brain went opportunity!

you go “well maybe you should come to one of my dates” like the absolute smooth talker you are

omi just hums and goes “i’ll see”

absolutely is there lol

the development into a relationship is more implicit than explicit. the two of you don’t announce to the world, but honestly, neither do you do it to yourselves. like you’d been on a coffee date with him at some point and your parent or sibling texted something you found funny and mentioned him as your boyfriend and you showed it to him and he was like

am i your boyfriend

like idk am i your girlfriend

he said yeah obviously

i love this boy so fucking much pleaseeeee

but yes just as your development into a couple is subtle, so is your overall relationship. and honestly? you wouldn’t have it any other way

semi eita

omg pretty setter semi eeee

so yk how shiratorizawa students live in dorms? there’s no way semi hasn’t noticed you before, even if it’s separate dorms for different genders. like you two probably come across each other every once in a while at a vending machine or something, and exchange a word or two

it’s not until when semi starts to look forward to seeing you, or when he gets disappointed every time you don’t make an appearance, that he realizes, you know, he’s kinda developed a liking to you

he doesn’t really know much about you, aside your name and your favorite go-to snack from the vending machine, so he’s left a little frustrated at the lack of interactions you two have. like he’s just living off that small laugh of acknowledgment and the hi, hope you sleep well! you know? like he wants more from you. he wants to get to know you

he can’t seem to ever see you in school either, because the stars hate him that much and don’t wanna align for the two of you, not even a little to share one class with him. just one

it’s just his luck, though, when a busy weekend for all the sports teams comes along, and each sport is sectioned off to a bus. volleyball boys and girls in one bus, swimming boys and girls in one bus, etc.

he really doesn’t expect it when you get on the bus, because what the fuck you play volleyball??? and then he really doesn’t expect it when you recognize him, gasp and grin, and wave at him, and go over to sit by him

his brain’s short-circuiting

you immediately start conversation as you’re setting your bag down like “i didn’t know you played volleyball!”

and he laughs and nods like “i didn’t know you did either”

it’s honestly a really cute and satisfying moment like okay maybe the stars were just taking their time aligning thank you universe

the two of you click immediately. like annoyingly so. you have so much in common, and you spend the entire ride chatting excitedly about everything and semi’s wishing he’d just asked you to hang out way sooner, like as early as the first time you’d met at that vending machine

the girls’ games finish a lot later than the boys, so he comes and watches you play, and is enamored by you, completely. in his head he’s just ‘this girl just keeps growing more perfect.’

he walks back with you to the bus, and sits next to you as well. when you arrive back at the school, you don’t immediately go to your dorms, and he suggests grabbing a refreshing drink from somewhere nearby

it’s incredible how you still have so much to talk about

the time passes really quick with him

it’s while you’re having that drink with him, probably iced tea or boba or something, he tells you about his small passion for music, and you make him promise to play you something at some point. he loops his pinky with yours :)

he also confides in you about having been replaced on his last year, and how he tries not to let it affect him but he really can’t help him. from then on, after each of your practices, you invite him in your gym, and have him set to you, just so you both have an excuse to spend time with each other, and so that he gets to practice and play the way he really wants to, without any restrictions placed upon him and no one waiting to take his place

i think as a couple you’d probably really bring out the best in each other, and you’re constantly always, always there for each other. really, really reliant and supportive as partners, you know?

you go to all his games, and whenever he’s pitched in, you scream his name the loudest and cheer him on so much. one look at your face, and he’s reminded of who he is and why he does what he does, and he’s immediately grounded aw <3

shirabu kenjirō

omg shirabu with a crush 🥺🤲🏼 i love it when characters seem so cold and standoffish but as soon as they’re around the people they care about they do a 180. that’s shirabu 100%

he really, really, really liked you. like it was embarrassing at this point. he totally denied it every time anyone even thought it, and he really tried his hardest not to be obvious around you

i like to think he saw you around school and that’s how it developed a little, but maybe you were friends with some of the vbc boys because of your shared interest in the sport, and you come to play with them sometimes after practice, he’d just never be there

but one time you walked in and he was like guess im not leaving

he was a little starstruck at the fact that you played volleyball. he honestly wouldn’t care, but it sorta felt nice that there really was something that you two had in common

and you were good. at everything. you received semi and ushijima’s serves, and goshiki’s and ōhira’s spikes, perfectly, and reacted to tendō’s blocks so well, and hit his tosses just right. you were incredible. maybe your skills were magnified from his specific lens, but there really was no denying you were skilled

damn this. all this.

especially any time you’d spike his toss and give him a really wide smile and say, “nice toss!” like seriously the way his heart’s spasming cannot be healthy what the fuck

and then he finds out the girls are sharing a bus with them, and then you walk in

and then you walk towards him

obviously, outwardly he looks unimpressed and unfazed but trust, his palms are sweaty as fuck

before the bus moves, you stand by his seat and make small talk with him about volleyball, before you realize the bus is moving and you have to sit down, but you’re still in the middle of a conversation with him, so you just sit next to him and continue like nothing happened

he just. allows it.

the school you’d been going to had a really big court where both the girls and boys were playing in the same gymnasium on opposite sides of the court, so when you arrived and changed and all, you were like “wanna warm up together” couple goals <3

pls semi, taichi and tendō would probably tease the fuck out of him lmfao. he’d just glare at them but he has such a big blush on his cheeks as he stretches and warms up with you that the glare is completely ineffective

you go to sit next to him on the bus ride home, but the day’s exhaustion catches up to you, plus the bus’s movements are lulling you, so you end up falling asleep on his shoulder, and when shirabu first notices that you’d actually fallen asleep, he looks down at you with such a dreamy and awestruck face. goshiki took a picture and likes to torment him with it. shirabu has it as his lockscreen now lol

as your boyfriend, he’s the exact same. very standoffish to everyone outwardly but to you? it’s a different story.

nonetheless it’s not very obvious. so yes, he will have a scowl on his face as he tells you off, but his lips are slightly upturned and there’s a little pink shade on his cheeks that show just how endearing he thinks you are

really loves to practice with you because he loves seeing you in your zone like that. also you look hot

anyways yes he’s such a cutie i will not take criticism

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq x reader #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa headcanons #sakusa kiyoomi headcanons #semi x reader #semi eita x reader #semi headcanons #semi eita headcanons #shirabu x reader #shirabu kenjiro x reader #shirabu headcanons #shirabu kenjiro headcanons

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tastyykpop · 4 years

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Will you do a dating headcanons for WayV? I love the 127 one!

Yayy I'm so happy you loved that one😌 its honestly one of my favs that I've written on this blog :)

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Kun

Possibly the only normal boyfriend in wayv

He actually treats you like the members because he's just so used to it

But he's nicer and more lenient

Though if you start acting up he just stares at you until youre like 'lmao jk~"

Everyone sees how whipped he is and are always making fun of him as he tries to ignore it

"Kuns a whore for y/n!!!"

"Shut the fUCK UP LUCAS!!"

Kuns always babying you too >:(

Just loves to spoil his baby for no reason

Would actually get the most expensive clothing for you just because you stared at it longer than 5 seconds

Aways says he can get you anything since he has the money and you're like "baby, no save up😀✋"

And hes like "baby, yes heres some clothes😀✋"

Kuns the type to actually bring you onto his insta lives whenever he's bored

So hes like "y/ns here again!"

But the thing is people watch his lives for you😐

Jk jk

Nah most fans are super supportive though

Hes only once called someone out for being rude and until then, no ones messed with you

Kuns lowkey scary

He can be very assertive when he needs to with you but its nothing too serious

You find it hot dont lie

Ten

Hes like a mix of haechan and jaehyun (if yall have read the 127 one)

Hes very touchy but won't hesitate to bully you

In a nice way shh

He wouldn't actually be mean :)

Buttt like if you did something embarrassing, hes gonna bring it up everyday up until you die

"This bitch knocked over a vending machine rip" hed say at you're funeral when yall are like 94

No but he's kind

And so cute around you

Calls you baby all the time

Thats like his thing

Imagine how he calls yangyang baby yangyang, now its baby y/n

Some members find his cuteness disgusting but you're like 😍🥰😘

Teaches you some dances no matter if you're good or bad

He'll also praise you for trying and doing a good job

Also sneaks in some touches because, like I said hes touchy

And clingy cuz why not

Hes always on top of you, kissing you, or just playing with your hair for the fun of it

If a member says something to him about it, he goes "ok and ? you jealous i don't kiss you like I kiss y/n?"

Just give him lots of attention cuz he's like a cat

Catboy ten is vibing

Winwin

Since he doesn't like pda too much, hes not going to do it a lot

He doesn't care if you initiate it though, in fact, he thinks its very cute

Sicheng knows its because you're a bit needy for his touch since he doesn't do it so he won't mind

Once in a blue moon he'll just walk over to you and kiss you suddenly

Then he steps away, blushing cuz he doesn't know what came over him

"Why did you get a kiss from him?? What the fuck!?"

"Because I'm his girlfriend, yuta🧍‍♂️"

"But did you marry him like I did? Didn't think so."

The amount of times his members actually glared at you because yall kissed is immaculate

But its funny cuz you made them jelly

Sichengs easily embarrassed by little acts of kindness or if you give him a small compliment

He laughs it off and puts his head down as he blushes but its cute asf

Bruh pinch his cheeks, like sometimes he's like 'oh fuck off' but most of the time he's like scrunching his face so adorably.

His patience is also pretty low so listen to him

Hes not afraid of showing hes angry or annoyed with you

His face just goes stone cold and you know your fucked up

Like wtf happened to the cutie that let you punch his cheeks

Other than that though hes a big baby boy

Lucas

Oh this goofy ass would be fun to date

Its just a bunch of laughing and giggling

You cannot even sleep in the same bed without wanting to either punch him or laugh

And though yall do laugh a lot, you're actually very madly in love with each other

Lucas is very nice and will not stand for anyone messing with his girlfriend

Hes possessive but not in a toxic way

Its more of him wanting to keep you safe

He'll also makes sure you both are happy all the time and if you guys need a break then you'll take a break for a bit

Moving on to some fun stuff ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

You and him have like daily rap battles

It goes back and forth in different languages and its funny hearing it

Members laugh every time Lucas goes "y/n...rap time!!!"

Another thing is Lucas can't keep his hands off you in anyway

Your hips? Free real estate

Your ass? His hands go there

The back of your neck? Seems like a nice place to grab every so often

Like he has so many places that he holds you by and its completely normal

Hes always saying stuff like "God, im so handsome." Then says "and you're so hot, no wonder why we are dating."

And you kinda just sit there like "yeah sure go off king🧎‍♀️"

There's no way he can go a day without complimenting you once

Its either your face, legs, ass, boobs, arms, hands, hair, this bitch could go off

And of course he expects it back, dont make him sad

"I complimented you twenty times today and I didn't get a compliment back what the fuck y/n😐"

".....you're hair looked really good today, I love the color."

"Oh my God really😳!? Thanks babe🥰, at first I wasn't sure i was gonna li-"

Just compliment him, it'll be ok

Xiaojun

The nicest person ever istg

Hes not normal in any way though but he's just really sweet

Will definitely make fun of you but not as bad as ten

Is such a bitch sometimes in a funny way

Just feels like complaining for no reason and you're like "i'm tryna watch a movie luv...."

Nah but he's amazing

Gets you a bunch of gifts whenever he feels like it

Sings for you if you ask

Jokingly says no sometimes just to see you pout but he'll do it regardless

Get him a gift and hes gonna refuse with the cutest smile while your just forcing it into his hands

Anything you give him is the most precious thing to him even if its stupid

Hes so in love omg

Bruh you guys in public is just adorable because this kid is shy but wants to hold your hand so bad

So hes like hesitating and so are you

Then bitch ass hendery comes in and grabs both of your hands and places it in each other's before he walks away with a smile

So now you're both walking with flushed cheeks but at least yall are holding hands

You can thank hendery for that

Hendery

My guy is a mix of loving, funny, and stupid

Hes so fun to be around though like there's never a dry conversation with him

Unless the room in awkwardly quiet or something

But then again you'd probably start laughing because he's so uncomfortable in silence

Is always lowkey judging you if you do something cute

Even though he asked you to do it

So you just glare at him after

Ask him to act cute and he'll do it without hesitation but its so funny

His eyes scream help but the rest of his face is normal

Omg yall compliment and roast each other on a daily

Its nothing too bad like how otherd would be but its something

You and hendery go shopping almost all the time even though yall don't get anything

You just kinda stare at the things saying "thats cute" then walk away, never batting an eyelash at it again

Some members would even say that henderys the same as he is with them, with you

Just more lovey

And more kisses

Ooo and hes also gentle

Especially if your just going for a kiss, hes always softly holding your hips or cheeks

Holding hands is an absolute must in public too or he fake crys

Actually let him cry cuz its hilarious to the rest of wayv and you

Jk no hold his hand cuz they're warm <3

Hes gonna swing his and your arm back and forth too while skipping because ✨priorities✨

You better skip along

Yangyang

Haechan but make him chinese

No seriously, go back to what I wrote in 127's headcannon and thats basically what's gonna be here

Except yangyangs less bratty

Don't get me wrong hes still a brat but not haechan level of brat

He'll dead ass let you sleep with him just to push you off and laugh at you after

Would go for a kiss then blow in your face

You guys are more of bffs though but not because you kiss and do other shit together

Pranks!!

Omg

Always pranking the members with him

Its the funniest thing if its on kun and no one knows why

Sometimes ten joins and its ten times better

Wait did I accidentally just make a ten joke-

Anyways

Yangyang loves holding you

But at the same time doesn't because too much pda

Don't worry doe you can always just catch him off guard and sneak some kisses to make him blush😗✌

Then let him tackle you afterwards because you did it in front of everyone

#this was kinda rushed oops😬#but i still hope you like it #nct #nct smut #nct fluff #nct angst #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct dream #nct u #nct 2020 #wayv #wayv smut #wayv fluff #wayv angst #wayv scenarios

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missallsundayyy · 3 years

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Thank you @nakamachannn for requesting this! Sorry I took so damned long to write this. Hope you enjoy this fic! <3

“It’s been a month since we’ve been sailing island to island non stop!”

“The captain looks so frantic every time he comes back”

“We should ask him”

“What do you mean the item is at Valley Island! I was at Valley Island a week ago, and they told me to come here!” Law shouted through the phone.

“I don’t care what excuse it is, if the goods aren't in my hands in 2 days time me and my crew will slaughter everyone in your store. I hope I've made myself very clear.” a few seconds on the other side replying to him and he laughed. “You must misunderstand me, I don’t do negotiations and I think you’re forgetting that I am a pirate. See you in 2 days, Mr Rager.” With that Law slammed the den den mushi down.

The phone conversation didn’t go unheard by his crew and they knew him too well to even talk to him when he was enraged like this. To them, it was rare to see their calm and collected captain throw such threats to anyone even if it was an enemy at sea. They slowly retreated back to the deck.

“Asking him now would be an apparent suicide”

“Agreed. We’ll wait for 2 days”

Law had bought his girlfriend the most luxurious clothes and shoes in his 1 month of sailing from island to island. Being with her for almost 3 years he memorised her sense of fashion and what she liked and it ranged from what colour she liked and disliked, what accessory she would rather put on. His crew felt like he went overboard with the gift but as he examined all the gifts he bought that were at the corner of his room, it was not enough, he couldn’t just give her so little after spending months apart. He was not one to be clingy or smother her with his affection but it was something he enjoyed doing for her and he knew he would do it for her until the end of times.

CHANGE OF POV

“Neh Robin, don’t you miss him?”

“Law-kun?” she giggled “I do but I don’t mind, he has his goals and we are pirates after all”

“Just imagine if we weren’t pirates and if we had normal lives...what do you think you and him would end up as?”

“I think he would still be a doctor and I would still be a historian, sliding the pirate life aside of course”

“Anyways have you read the news, The heart pirates have been attacking and looting the Navy library archives. What does he even need from the archives?” Nami pondered out loud.

“Let me read that” Robin motioned for her best friend to pass the newspapers

“Trafalgar Law, captain of the Heart Pirates attacks the navy archives for the 3rd time this month.” she whispered/read. “Perhaps he just needs further search for medicines or leverage”

“I forgot your man is as crazy as Luffy” Nami sighed, the two women burst into laughter at that.

Robin was lowkey worried of how reckless Law was, attacking the navy this many times...his luck was bound to run out if they decided to ambush him with any of the admirals. She then again thought of how strong he was and he was one of the smartest men she had ever met so with that she managed her concerns.

CHANGE OF POV

“I wouldn’t know what I would have done if they didn’t have this ring,” Law thought to himself, he was now walking his girlfriend down the shores of Deriana Island where he had borrowed the Strawhat’s historian for a week claiming he needed her expertise on an ancient text.

Bullshit. He needed private time away from everyone, just for this moment.

“I must say I find this surprise different from the others Law-kun”

“I already told you this one is a special”

“So the past surprises weren’t special?” she retorted, always the smart mouth.

“You know what I mean my love”

“You know I’ve always said this, you’re the sweetest and most romantic boyfriend for a pirate”

He smirked at her compliment “There is no woman like you and I’m one lucky bastard if you ask me” he finished and also reached his destination. “Are you ready?” he whispered.

“Always,” she replied. With that he unbinds her blindfold and a beautiful scenery unravels at sight.

Beautiful flower petals all over the beach floor, decorated with sparkles mixed of purple and white colours and a table that had varieties of boxes of presents wrapped nicely with coloured bows, beside them were more shopping bags that were sealed. What captured her attention next made her eyes widened.

“Law…is that? Are those?” she muttered, not whispering. “It cannot be...they were destroyed on that day…” she ran to the table, there were 4 books that looked like they had seen better days. Some looked torn and burnt, evidence that some were soaked in water or even blood stains on them. Robin inspected the books one by one with a hopeful glint.

“Are these really?” she whispered, now this explains the attacks that Law had launched on the Navy base. He risked everything to get a hold of these books.

“Yes, they were books from Ohara. The navy managed to take these 4 books from what I know of” Law replied.

Her eyes watered, this meant the world to her, to even have something that belonged to her home she thought was lost. Robin turned to Law with the book still in hand and crushed him with the most tightest hug ever.

“Thank you Law...this means the world to me!” she exclaimed, Law’s face flushed a shade of pink at her affection especially when her large bust was suddenly pressed against his chest. He smiled nonetheless, her woman happy was the only thing he needed. She pulled away and gave him the most adoring big doe eyes.

“There is one last thing…” he continued while taking her hand in his “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met and your compassion and kindness warms my heart everytime. This warmth you give me is ethereal just like you and I thought love will never be possible but you changed every aspect of it. I guess what I’m trying to say is, you're the woman of my dreams and I want you forever.” he paused with a nervous smile before getting down on his knees while pulling out a ring with a big shining purple gem.

“You have my heart always and all ways, will you marry me Nico-ya?” his soul took a deep breath, he finally gathered his balls to ask her to marry him.

Her smile couldn't get any wider than this, the man of her dreams asking for her hand in marriage. Law was everything she could ask for, he was dashingly attractive and so incredibly intelligent it's almost ridiculous. She definitely wants to spend an eternity with this man.

“Yes!” she said happily sticking her finger out for him to put the ring on. “A morganite gem.” she whispered.

“Yes this gem is the only one left from the mines of Theriscia Island, this gem symbolises trust and love. It connects with the soul, the heart, and love. Your inner strength and unconditional love is what fits this gem” he finished.

Robin closed the gap, their forehead and nose touching “Your intelligence always intertwines with your sweetness huh?” she teased.

He smiled “I can’t wait to make you my wife”

“I can’t wait to marry you” she whispered and connected their lips together.

#lawbin #trafalgarlaw #nico robin #onepiece #law x robin

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clare-with-no-i · 3 years

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i can tell you with absolute 100% certainty that bond & free does absolutely bring something new to the Marauders Table. i’m very (very!) picky (probably the pickiest) when it comes to fics—especially long ones and your take on their world is i think probably my fav (ever). although i know it probably doesn’t mean much coming from a mere stranger on the internet lol b&f is something just so beautiful unique and intricately written that i couldn’t put it down the first time i read it (that’s not to say i was able to put it down either on my many, many rereads). i couldn’t tell you the number of times i’ve ranted to my sister about this story (or any other of your works if we’re being honest) and just completely suffocated her with how—simply put—beautiful it is. like, if i were only allowed to read one canon marauders story, it would have to be yours because every bit of it is exactly how i imagined their lives would be/should have been. whether that’s the music and snippets of dance scenes we get that perfectly capture their era, the perspectives of each of the characters no matter how small (marlene? regulus? i mean c’mon. i reread their bits on too many occasions), and just simply the prose and clearly calculated pacing overall. it’s everything i as a marauders stan could look for. i could probably write a whole 12-page essay analyzing each chapter (probably every perspective too) and still not be able to tell you how much i adore bond & free and honestly? how much it’s helped me. it’s a wondrous thing, the abilities writers (that’s you!) across the world and internet have to write the words others are unable to form. anyway, i don’t want to drown you in my admiration more than i already have but, although i know it’s a normal occurrence and i probably too do it enough for the both of us, i really hope your doubt on this story and any of your other works mellows and fades because your writing is bewitching and all around divine :)

omg. ok. I have been sitting here with this all day, going back and forth between looking at it / getting teary-eyed and closing the tab / reminding myself that I am a human person who understands how to comport herself and cannot weep in the middle of the day.

first, I'm sorry I babbled at you in that last message, it was just a perfect storm of Bond and Free emotions in my head and I was so shocked to receive a message about it in that particular moment, so I just sort of unleashed my fears about the story onto you. which is unfair! you were just giving me a compliment and I dragged you into my writer woes, lol. so - sorry about that!

but mostly, I really just cannot overstate how much this means to me. I am just blown away, knocked flat, bowled over, all of those things and more. I am so glad that my story has had an impact on you, and so honored that you've read and reread it and enjoyed it. I'm really not sure what else I can say other than thank you so so so much for sharing this with me, and lifting my spirits, and being so kind and eloquent and lovely. I am just...a pile of emotion.

ok. gotta go before more tears. love u very much. thank u again. <3

#ask #emerqldv #ha! not me crying on main #bond and free #fav #I am truly.....idk what I am but it's emotional #why are you all so nice to me ;-;

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og-danny-dorito · 4 years

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[ 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐉𝐨𝐉𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 ]

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[ 𝐀/𝐍 ] straight up pulled these out of my ass at like 1-2 am but here u go anyway

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𝐉𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐣𝐨 :

- consistently smells like cigarettes and cheap cologne but he has the common sense not to buy axe since it reminds him of the middle schoolers in his school

- cant fucking cook to save his life because he refused to sit down and let Holly teach him. he suffers the consequences his first week in college and ends up eating dinner there for a month since he’s broke

- literally only smokes Marlboro Reds. like he’s super fucking picky about his cigarettes and it carries on for the rest of his life

- i can’t 100% tell what his sexuality is but i know he isn’t straight (it’s a gut feeling i just k n o w)

- i know everyone says he fucks but like,,, the concept of him having only dated jolyene’s mom rather than having multiple past partners and just marrying her like all the white southern people do with their “highschool sweethearts” in my area SENDS me

- i like to think that he’s bilingual since he grew up around his gramps and holly speaking it all the time so it’s kinda normal for him to stare into the distance for 2 hours straight trying to figure out the english word for “salt” during dinner with his english-speaking grandparents

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐢 :

- BI-CON no you cannot convince me otherwise thank you very much

- probably has a male leaning preference tho cause like his vibe just screams “twink” to me for some reason

- he somehow speaks better english than jotaro (who’s grown up bilingual) and constantly likes to show it off by having conversations with his mom in front of him

- absolutely feral when playing videogames. like if you’re playing mario kart with him do NOT expect him to go easy on you since you’re a friend. in fact he might be even more competitive and a whole ass cheater by “accidentally” bumping into you while you’re trying to avoid a banana peel or some shit like that

- he likes cherries the most, but he pretty much likes any red fruit anyway. like he literally won’t eat any fruit that isn’t red, just because he doesn’t find it appealing. it’s been like this since he was a kid and his mom is still pissed off about it

- kinda insecure about his body since he’s thinner than the rest of the crusaders but polnareff makes sure to ABOLISH that shit since kakyoin is the Skinny Legend none of them could ever be. polnareff is basically his hype man when he feels unattractive no cap

- literally hates the way cigarettes smell and has complained about it enough to get Jotaro to finally put on some fucking cologne to mask it (even tho it does a shitty job) but it’ better than being suffocated by the smell of smoke all the time

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧-𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐟 :

- a pansexual icon, and likes to constantly clarify that by merely existing

- def the hype man of the group. like in the last one where i mentioned that he hypes up kakyoin when he’s feeling insecure?? yeah its not just limited to kakyoin (even though he arguably needs it the most probably)

- notices and compliments ever new piece of clothing any of them get and gives tips for their wardrobe unprompted (that being said he would literally fucking die if he saw part 6 jotaro’s snake skin print pants)

- can COOK okay like this man can make a 3 course meal blindfolded and with his hands tied behind his back and it still comes out looking straight outta master chef. he can also grill, but not as well as joseph can obviously

- LOVES chubby girls like,,, its not a fetish thing he just LOVES chubby girls with all of his heart

- beats the shit out of anyone who makes a r*pe/misogynistic joke in his presence with absolutely no exceptions

𝐌𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐀𝐯𝐝𝐨𝐥 :

- s o m f t,,, s o m f t h u g s. like he’s just the warmest dude, and he smells so nice and has such a nice voice that reverberates in his chest- like if he sings you to sleep while you lay in his arms you might as well die right then and there because you’ve reached heaven

- probably smells like sage and chai tea with a hint of cinnamon in there. it’s v calming tbh like he basically feels like what you think home would be if it were a person

- gorgeous, but very VERY uncontrollable hair. like it’s v curly and thick and stuff and so he ties it in bantu knots so it doesn't bother him. he’ll let it loose sometimes just so he doesn't end up having breakage or anything like that, but if he’s actually trying to be productive he has to tie it up somehow

- i personally believe in puffy ponytail avdol supremacy thank you very much

- names all of the chickens. yes, all of them. and he remembers every single one of their names too

- theres a v v common headcanon that he’s Muslim and honestly? i don’t know much about Islam but i still think it’s cool regardless

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 :

- ya’ll thought he’s matured since he’s older now? lmao NO- he still does dumb shit all the time and i honestly doubt that it’s ever going to change. he’s a himbo for life ya’ll

- really likes film noir movies!! like the old shit is probably always going to be his go-to, but he also likes modern noir stuff too just because it’s so cool to him. highkey quotes lines from the movies when investigating something too and gets so excited when someone recognizes it

- i hate to fucking say it but i KNOW this man says “gracias” at Mexican restaurants to a) embarrass the fuck out of jotaro and b) because it’s canon that he has quote on quote “frequent failures at blending with the local culture and his struggle at battling Stands are a constant source of humor” (see the Joseph Joestar Wiki Page) and i plan to use that to the fullest of it’s capacity even if its a stretch

- highkey knows he’s a gilf but like refuses to let out the information that he has knowledge of modern lingo. he’d much rather use it incorrectly to make The Youth uncomfortable

- can actually use technology really well?? like you’d expect him to be a boomer about it but he’s knowledgeable to be able to help younger people with their phone problems (mostly courtesy of Hermit Purple)

- would die for some soul food at any given moment thank you very much 😌

[ ~𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!~ ]

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birdkoskincare · 4 years

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First off, thank you for simplifying and condensing the chemistry behind skincare for all of us to understand! 😌

I have a questions in regards to hair. How did you grow out your pretty, curly hair? I know this will vary from person to person but would like to know if there’s any product(s) you’d recommend. Thank you!

thank you for your words of support, darling!

and thank you for the compliment — my hair is very fine, curly and damage-prone/frizzy/dry, so it’s pretty messy a lot of the time, and i had to figure out my routine all by myself, thanks to a clueless mom who always had thick, straight hair. she used to brush it out, which made it a huge poofy cloud, and i asked her to start flattening it out with the blow dryer to make it straighter in my teens. of course, this caused a LOT of damage that took years to grow out.

when i got wise, here’s the routine i settled into (i know i’ve talked about this before, but i cannot find the ask rn):

i get my hair dyed ideally 2x a year, and i cut my hair 1x a year. right now it’s been over a year for both of those due to travelling and then lockdown

i wash my hair 2-3x a week, as follows:

shampoo for my scalp (which is oily and dandruff-prone), then rinse

conditioner for dry/damaged hair on the hair’s length and ends, rinse

hair mask on the length and ends, final rinse

i don’t use fancy products here, just supermarket brands (atm schwarzkopf and linic) because i have a lot of hair and i’d go broke otherwise

i only brush my hair when it’s wet. this is my #1 trick if you struggle with your curls! do NOT dry brush ever!

i used to do it with a wide tooth plastic comb; my hair has broken many a comb’s tooth and handle, though

i changed it to a denman brush and i couldn’t recommend it more. it doesn’t rip off my hair and it detangles it way faster

i always air dry my hair — top tip #2. i don’t use any hot tools, if you have fine curly hair they’ll damage it to hell and back.

once it’s half-dry, i apply oil (rn using briogeo farewell frizz) and lotion, focusing on the ends, then i let it dry fully

i put it into dutch braids to sleep, which sets the curls in a nice, semi-loose, non-frizzy pattern

i tie my hair exclusively with scrunchies or those spiral cord elastics

i don’t stress too much about hair loss. i know what’s normal for me may look like a lot in terms of volume, and i know how it fluctuates through the seasons.

i don’t really style my hair beyond buns, half-buns, ponytails or the occasional braid. harsh styling (backcombing, using heat tools and styling products) can cause damage to fragile hair like mine.

other additions/changes i’m in the process of making re: my hair routine:

i’m trying out the olaplex trial kit, and seeing how it works for me. if it ends up making a noticeable difference, i may incorporate the olaplex no. 3 and 6 into my routine

i want to get silk scrunchies and a silk pillowcase!

i need to get my hair cut and re-dyed asap :’)

specifically for growing out your hair, don’t buy into the lies some brands will peddle that XYZ product will make your hair grow. it’s true that some drugs can help, but that’s temporary and comes with side effects, and anyway most of those oils and creams and treatments don’t contain them. there’s only two things to do:

have a healthy lifestyle (especially diet-wise; make sure you’re getting all the nutrients you need)

and

don’t cut your hair, like, ever.

(truly! trims don’t “help your hair grow/be healthier”, it’s just an optical illusion. if you want long hair, don’t cut it. keep in mind that each person has their own maximum hair length, at which their hair will start breaking/falling off naturally.)

#answered #hair #hair care #hair routine #curls #curly #fine hair #long hair #growing out hair #Anonymous

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hitsuackerman · 4 years

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.24

a/n: last of the fluff before we head back to the main arc :*

warnings: this cannot be read solo

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20, part 21, part 22, part 22, part 23, part 23.5, part 25

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased @infinite-universe-love @dirtypride @blackymomo03 @azzie @purple-rabanito @meximorrita @awesomeee19 @celestial-kanzakii @laure-lo @team-wang-puppy @aydience-world @choros-main-hoe @colorseeingchick @o-dragon05 @but-kairis-not-that-smart (i cant seem to tag again :( hope this lands in your timelines!)

“I’ll be back in about 30 minutes.” Chisaki said as he stood up from your bed. Pressing his palm against your forehead, he felt your fever had only worsened. The vomiting had stopped, which he was more than thankful for, but it was now replaced with fever and chills. Though Gei had stated this was normal and that you should be fine within a day or two, he was still advised to stay till the end of the week.

“You don’t have to, Chisaki.”

“It’s fine.” He waved off. “I have something to do as well.”

Which was true. Hearing that you were craving for onigiri that only that store sold, he took that opportunity instead of having to sneak out. With Kurono now on his way, the quicker they settle things the better. Grabbing his surgical mask, he put it on before stepping into the hallways.

Being extra cautious, he exited your building as if it were something he did often. The security guard merely tilted his hat as a bow before opening the doors. Checking the surroundings, he took out his phone and made his way toward the shop.

It only took about 10 minutes to reach Onigiri Atsamu. When he entered the small establishment, he was greeted by the cook and saw the white hoodie of his right hand man. Before taking a seat he ordered what you had been craving for and took a seat.

“The bullets are ready for testing.” Kurono said with his voice low. Reaching into his pocket, he placed a prototype between them. “Mimic also reported that the heroes are wondering why activity has been low lately. Overheard them saying they might send in more heroes to keep watch.”

“Good. Things should be back to the way they were next week.”

“How is she, by the way?” Kurono took a calculated risk. Strike up a conversation to make things look normal. Though, he was genuinely curious for the turn of events. Especially for that minute second where Kai’s eyes widened. “A pain in the ass?”

“On the contrary, things have been moving quite well.” He shrugged and stared at the man making his order. His black cap hung low enough to cover his face. “Recovery is fast and her friend would be more than pleased at the results.”

“Hmm…” Kurono nodded and quickly eyed his boss. “Aight. Well, that’s it for me. I shall take my leave.”

“Sit.” Overhaul spoke up.

Not expecting that sudden outburst, he sat back down and stared at the man across him. Was there a request he forgot to fulfill? Or was he not truly satisfied with the report he had just given? Every single fault he could have missed ran through his mind till a steaming plate of onigiri was served on their table.

“Order up ya two. Hope ya like it. Added a bit more ingredients since I’m already closin’ up shop.” The cook said as he fixed his hat. His droopy eyes complimented his dark hair.

“Eat up.”

“Eh?” Kurono’s eyes went from the rice ball to Chisaki and back to the rice ball. “I’d rather not. You have more than earned my respect but I do not like to be tested.”

“What are you on about?” Chisaki commented. His face morphing into disgust. “You like onigiris, right? Or have your taste buds changed these past few years?”

“You’ve gotten soft.” He had to comment before grabbing one and savoring the goodness. “Shit these are good.”

“Take your time. I’ll be taking my leave now.” Grabbing the to go bag, he adjusted his mask and left a rather confused but contented arrow-haired man. Recalling that rather shocking moment from last night, he cringed at the memory and exited the shop.

True to his word, he came back within his stated time frame. Expecting to find you still in bed, it was a confusing surprise to find the kitchen filled with sounds of chopping and the speaker softly playing music. Taking a look at the entryway, he saw your back busy with whatever it was you were doing. Putting the bag down on the dining table, he proceeded into the kitchen.

“You’re back~” You finished rolling the last of the sushi. “And right on time too.”

“You’re supposed to be resting.” He leaned on the counter and took his mask off. Tossing it to the counter, he looked at you once more. “What’s with the sushi? We already had dinner.”

“I, uhh, I made these for you.” You lowered your head in an attempt to cover your reddening cheeks. “As a thank you, for taking care of me. I know you were forced to do it but… I appreciate it. I could’ve done it myself and do just as fine b-”

“You’re rambling, problem child.” Tucking in your hair, his touch was as soft as the word could get. Seeing how you jumped a bit at the sudden contact made his chest tingle. It was weird, the sensation, yet your reactions were always worth it. “Don’t bother hiding your flustered face.”

“You can’t just command people to show courage.” You huffed and took a piece of sushi. It was rolled just right and the stuffing placed perfectly. Offering it to him, your heart picked up pace when he leaned down and ate it from your hand.

“One of the best. Not bad, problem child.” He smirked before heading out to take out the onigiris.

Blinking yourself back to life, you cupped your heated cheeks and shut your eyes. You didn’t take any medicine but these past few days, yet you’ve been bolder when it came to your advances.

Recalling the conversation you had with Gei (Of course you called Gei when he left to get those onigiris), your best friend had ushered you to make the most out of your time. If it meant making the move, then you should make your move because it’s the modern times. Nothing but his usual speech when it comes to luring men.

Except this person wasn’t just any man. He was Overhaul.

Then again, the way he casually takes his mask off or comes out of the guest room wearing a shirt and sweats will forever be sketched in your mind.

Arranging the sushi on a plate, you walked to the dining table and caught sight of the onigiris. Putting the plate down and sitting across him, you said thanks and immediately grabbed one. The taste of Atsamu’s Onigiri was always the best. The consistency of the rice was perfect, the filling just right, and the nori thick enough to sustain the weight of savory goodness.

“By the way, I’m feeling much better now. I guess it’s fine if you take your leave tomorrow. I’ll handle Gei. Don’t worry.” You spoke up after the last grain of rice had been devoured.

“Alright.” Chisaki replied as he observed your fingers fiddling with each other.

For a moment, the air between you two grew rigid. Not a single eye contact made. When you told him that you would take care of the dishes, he found himself walking to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

As he was brushing, he couldn’t help but think. It had only been a few days but he had adjusted rather well to your company. Sure, he still managed the Shie Hassaikai but it was with your knowledge and you respected it.

Finished with everything, he headed back to your room and stopped when he saw your figure waiting by the sofa. The faint tint of red on your cheeks made him question your motives. But mostly due to the hideous pink hairband you held in your hands. Taking slow and careful steps forward, he furrowed his brows and crossed his arms.

“What in quirks name are you planning to d--” He was cut off when you hopped a bit and slid the hairband onto him so easily. His breath did a mini hitch when you pulled him down to your height and adjusted the band to pull back his hair.

“Keep your mouth shut, Chisaki.” You were beaming.

“And why should I?”

“Because I’m about to give you the best ‘thank you’ gift you’ll ever receive~” Before he could protest, you took a hold of his hand and dragged him to your bedroom. Pulling him in front of you, though he almost lost balance, you held on to his shoulders and pushed him till he found himself sitting on the floor by your bed.

Not sure what was bound to happen, he observed as you jogged towards your bathroom and came out holding a rather large sachet of something.

Sitting with a bit of distance, you opened the sachet and asked for him to turn around.

“What exactly are you planning, (y/n)?” He let out a sigh but followed instructions. With his back facing you, he did a small jump when he felt his body being pulled down. Realizing that his head was now resting on your lap, he couldn’t help but smirk at the circumstances. “Well, aren’t you unpredictable?”

“What can I say? Gotta keep you on your toes right?” Putting the mask on, you had to admire how long his eyelashes were. Not even Gei was blessed with that kind of length. With his eyes closed, you smiled to yourself. He looked so peaceful and much younger like this. “Give me your hand.”

“Not scared of me overhauling you?” He peaked and lifted his hand. Savoring the heat of your palms as you began to massage. He could get used to this, he kept to himself.

“Why should I be? You’ve fed me, saw my vomit, damaged and fixed my unit, and a whole lot of other shit. I trust you enough.” You replied effortlessly as your fingers kneaded his palms. “Besides, you saved my life. It’s the least I can do.”

Silence hugged the both of you for a few good minutes. By the time you finished massaging his other hand, you asked him to sit down and turn to face you.

“You can overhaul the face mask if you want, I’m gonna be throwing it anyway.” You told him and he did. This would have to be the third or fourth time you’ve seen his quirk in action but it still mesmerized you. “May I?”

“What will you do now?” He squinted his eyes but his actions showed something different. It had not occurred to him that he had scooted closer. When your hands cupped his cheeks and began to gently rub the remaining oils into his skin, he let out a long sigh.

“Stressed?”

“Nothing I can’t handle.” Once again, the foreign sensation hit his chest. The way you were massaging his face, the soft and careful movements you made, clouded his judgement. Seeing how your eyes widened when he held onto your hands was electrifying. Taking a deep breath in, he saw how your eyes landed on his lips… Not knowing that he mirrored your action as well. “Why?”

“Why, what?”

“You know nothing good will ever come between…” The want to say the word ‘us’ had never been stronger, “This.”

“You’re right.” You looked away. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t indulge from time to time, right?”

Knowing this would lead nowhere, you slid your hands away from his and stood up. If there was one thing you needed, it was space and a good splash of cold water to your face. He was right. Nothing good would come whatever the hell was going on between you two.

“Heh.” You chuckled to yourself as you wiped your face. Rubbing your face as you stepped out of the bathroom, you opened your eyes to Overhaul sitting cozily on your bed. Fingers typing away in his laptop. The pink hairband still showing his pretty face. Glancing at the bedside table, he had also prepared your remaining medicine.

“I have made my decision.” He closed the laptop and put it away.

“Which is?” You adjusted your position and faced him. He was still seated but not too long before he too lay down.

“I’ll take my leave tomorrow.”

“Alright.” You gave him an earnest smile before turning around.

“Do you want me to stay?”

“It all depends on you.”

“Just say it.” He moved closer to your body. The mattress dipping behind you.

Facing him once more, you were met with blazing gold eyes that seemed to shimmer in the dimness of your room. Closing your eyes, you welcomed the brushing of his finger against your cheek. When you opened your eyes, blood came rushing to your cheeks at the closeness of his face.

“I want you to stay. But, my intuition tells me I have visitors tomorrow.”

“I can always come back when they leave.”

“I can’t risk them cornering you.” Taking his hand, you intertwined your fingers with his. Surprisingly enough he didn’t protest. “I think video calls will do the job.”

Pulling you closer, the small yelp that filled the room was music to his ears. Having your chests pressed against each other, he was sure you could feel the rapid beating of his heart. The fact alone that his heart was reacting this way only solidified his need. But you were right. The plans have been postponed, any more delays and things could go to waste.

“Okay. I’ll video call you.” Smirking at your widened eyes and red cheeks, he pulled your head to rest on the crook of his neck. “Good night, (y/n).”

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-we have reached the final fluff chapter so be we will now be going to the Shie Hassaikai Arc :') -this story is now reaching 50% completion! -i hope you guys liked the drawing <3 lmao -thank you all so much <3 me and my fam are doing much better! we're scheduled for a swab test later in the day and our results will arrive 3 days from now! :')

#overhaul x reader #chisaki kai x reader #chisaki kai #overhaul #bnha overhaul #mha overhaul #bnha chisaki kai #mha chisaki kai #shie hassaikai

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multific · 5 years

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Soundtrack

Timothée Chalamet x Reader

Request: Hey! Could you do an imagine where y/n is a pianists/musician and she meets Timothée on set (or something like that). Few months later she wins an Oscar for CMBYN soundtrack and Tim is proud of her. He could be a boyfriend or just a friend (it’s up to you ). Thanks! Have a nice day!

Music was all you ever knew. All you ever cared for and loved.

Since the moment you were able to reach your grandma’s piano, all you did was sit there while she taught you.

Then your obsession became your passion and you were very talented in it. While others were playing around, going to high school, had boyfriends, you composed and practiced.

You won many prizes with your performance and then came the biggest opportunity, you got the job to compose, write songs and music for movies.

You started off with small projects and small or short songs. But then Call Me By Your Name came around. A movie about two men in love. You read the novel and absolutely loved it, you couldn’t wait to see the movie itself.

When all of your soundtracks and the main theme song was done, you met the cast.

Armie Hammer took you off of your legs in a matter of seconds with his sweetness, however, the one who caught your eye was Timothée. And something in you told you that he liked you just as much as you did.

However after that one time, you didn’t meet with him.

Months passed and you got new jobs. Then you got the news that the movie will be premiering and you were to attend the red carpet event.

It wasn’t unusual for you to be standing in front of hundreds of people, but this was slightly different. Because as soon as you arrived, you were bombed with interviewers asking questions.

Was this normal to ask the composer?

Thankfully during a rather uncomfortable interview, you felt a hand on your back and as you looked there he stood, head full of curls, smile just as wide as on the day you met and he looked extremely handsome in a suit.

“Let me help.” he whispered to you.

He must have noticed how uncomfortable you were with the cameras and people around you, and he came to your rescue. And thanks to him, you soon found yourself to be in a more secure place.

“Thank you.” you said smiling at him.

“You are not used to this, are you?”

“Oh, I had many competitions and I used to perform in front of people, but this was a bit much.”

“Understandable. I’m sorry if I’m rude, but I cannot remember seeing you during shootings, which was your character?” he asked, and you had to admit his thinking face was rather cute.

“Oh, no, you got it wrong. I’m not an actress, I wrote the soundtrack for the movie! We met once back in March I think.”

“I’m sorry. I remember now. You are quite something, the soundtrack came out amazing.” he smiled.

“Thank you. I will have to see about your acting though. I haven’t seen it yet.” at that the two of you laughed a bit, then he had to leave.

You were so disappointed that you couldn’t sit next to him. Timothée wasn’t only handsome and charming but something about him helped you keep your calm.

You loved the movie, however, it was a bit weird to hear the songs you heard thousands of times before, but they sure fit.

You were pleased with the end result and the movie as well. The story was still heart-warming for you and the acting, perfection.

Too bad you couldn’t tell Timothée that.

That’s what you thought, but fate and Timothée had other ideas.

***

You wanted to try yourself out in a competition. They were advertising their show where they were looking for young talented pianists who wrote their own songs on the tv the other week and you decided to sign up.

You weren’t really in it to win, it was more for that you needed to write more and move out a bit.

You had a month left and you were still struggling to finish your piano piece. Since you just got the news that Call Me By Your Name soundtrack got nominated for the Oscar’s and you could potentially win an Oscar for it, blew your mind, you were so shocked and happy, you couldn’t think straight for days.

That is how you found yourself in your studio, sitting by the piano, with a pen in one hand the other on your half-finished piece.

Nothing seemed to work. You decided to go with a piece about love and passion. You wanted to feel the same as you did when you did the movie’s soundtrack. You remember feeling all sorts of things purely based on the novel you read.

Even if you never really experienced love before. Then Timothée popped into your head.

And as if a lightbulb got lit above your head, you threw the papers away to grab new ones.

Your new strategy was simple, yet effective, a piano play about crushes.

That could work.

You were so into the song, you didn’t hear the knock on the door behind you. The door opened and a person came in, you failed to notice since you were distracted and you couldn’t hear because of the piano.

However when a hand was placed onto your shoulder, it made you jump and nearly fall off the chair.

“Sorry, sorry. I knocked but you didn’t seem to hear.”

That voice.

And surely enough, Timothée was standing right in front of you. With a hand still placed onto your chest in a weak attempt to calm yourself, you gave him a small smile.

“It’s okay, I was just…in thought.”

“It actually sounded rather nice. Sad but happy at the same time. What is it about?” he asked so casually like it wasn’t weird at all that he was just there out of nowhere. But you just went with it as he sat beside you.

“It’s for a contests I signed up for. The theme is… crushes. I just… something about it is both sad and happy, like you have these feelings for someone you barely know, and it's sad because you know you just can’t reach them and happy because it makes you all fuzzy and warm when you think about them.”

“WOW. You really are talented. To tell a story like that with piano…amazing. I can relate to that feeling.” you watched him as he just sat there, staring at the piano key and then he hit it with one finger.

Then you got an idea. You started to play the piano duet from Tim Buton’s Corpse Bride. He seemed to recognize it, but it was clear, he couldn’t play it. You heard that he practiced playing the piano and the guitar.

“I’m sure you’ll win.” he said after you ended the song.

“Thank you, it’s a small competition bu-“

“No, I meant the Oscar.” he said as you locked eyes with him. You blushed a little.

“I can’t possibly win that. Have you seen the others? They are experienced. I was just lucky even to get nominated. People might just be confusing a great story and amazing acting with the soundtrack.”

“You can’t possibly think that to be true. I think, that 1/3 of a movie is acting and the story and 2/3 is the music. Music makes people emotional, music is what makes us help feel things. Like in sad moments, if you put the right song over it, people are sure to cry or laugh or feel the tension. You did an incredible job. When I first saw the scenes with the music over them, it blew me away, I needed to know who did such an amazing job. You will win for sure.”

“Thank you, really. I feel a bit more confident now, I still have my doubts and when I go next week, I’m sure I’ll faint, but still, thank you.” he smiled at you, that signature happy smile of his.

“Then, we should go together. I’m invited anyway, and if we go together, it might help you calm down.”

“Good idea. I have to ask though. Are we going as…friends or?”

“No, you’ll be my date. If you want to, I don’t want to pressure you or anything.”

“I’d love to.”

***

You never actually went out to buy a dress like this one before but since you will be attending the biggest award show, with no other than Timothée, you needed to look good. You even called your best friend to come and help you out. And he delivered. He chose you a gorgeous dress, the color complimented your skin complexion, and the length was perfect for your height. Your back wasn’t covered by fabric, however, the dress did have a jewel-like back. You looked marvelous in the dress and you knew, Timothée will love it.

So, you stood in front of your mirror, looking at yourself for the hundredth time when the doorbell rang.

You opened the door, and it was exactly who you expected. With his curly hair, amazing eyes, and smile.

“You look beautiful.” he said as he handed you a bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you, and for the flowers too.” you went to place the delicate flowers into a vase while he came after you and looked around your home. He had to admit, it was exactly how he imagined it. It was almost like someone looked up musician aesthetics on Pinterest and made a home out of it. But he had to also admit that it looked rather nice and homey.

When you came back with the vase and placed it on your table, you found Timothée petting your cat. Weird, your cat never liked strangers or anyone besides you really.

“She likes you.” you said as he looked at you while the cat purred and rubbed its head against Timothée’s hand.

“She’s cute.”

After that the two of you left and you were very nervous.

You knew you wouldn’t win the Oscar, yet you were hopeful. And with Timothée by your side, you were able to calm down and walk the red carpet, even answered some questions about the two of you.

Timothée didn’t hide the fact that he saw you more than a friend, an interviewer asked if you were his date which he responded with, “I’m her date!” You didn’t mind it though, at least you knew what to expect from him.

You ended up winning.

Which shocked you so much, you froze when you heard your name being called, Timothée was the one to push you to stand and get your award.

After everything went down and you could finally go home, you could only think about the fact that you were an Oscar winning composer. You felt wonderful, joyful, and proud. And you will surely call every person you know the next day and show them your new treasure.

Little did you know that the gold statue not only awarded you with a new chapter of your life in composing and music, but with a new relationship too with a certain handsome actor none the less.

And what a wonderful boyfriend Timothée was. You told him from the beginning that you weren’t good with love, since you never really had time for it. He was more than understanding with you. He not only inspired and helped you, but he also took you wherever he went. He took you all around the world. When he took you to France for a weekend, just the two of you, he even spoke French, which didn’t really shock you, but you had to admit, it sounded sexy when he spoke a different language.

“You look absolutely stunning tonight.” you heard him whisper in your ear as the two of you stood on the balcony of the hotel room. It was late at night and of course, your room had a direct view at the Eiffel Tower.

“Thank you.” you said as you felt him squeeze you closer to him. Heat radiated off of him, and it made you feel cozy.

You knew that this was only the beginning of your love story with Timothée, but something in you told you that the two of you were meant to be. Your life felt more than full with him in it.

All thanks to a movie.

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shorkbrian · 4 years

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Ask Answering

Ask answering time!

As always, if you don’t see your ask answered, it just means I’m saving it to attach it to a fic, Drabble, or HC.

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CAn I be one of those pies that has birds in it? Goth pie. But ty dude, and you aren’t pathetic lol. we’re all in this boat together.

Me sitting in class all the time just like

but I wish you luck as well man! collemge edumakashun here we cum

Hello black heart anon (: You’re always in my inbox and I love it so so so much, you don’t even know

lub u black heart anon

thank u luv <3

(legitimately I see this ask every time I go to fill a req and askuhkdk it makes me wheeze)

Guess what Awaso?

In Love With You. This is such a genuine and heartfelt message, I would let you bite my ear whenever you wanted, let me be the Van Gogh to ur knife bby.

forrreal, I know logically that a lot of the feelings I have are normal and are part of being a teenager. Fun story but for like the first 16-17 years of my life I was convinced there was something wrong with me because I didn’t feel the need to express emotions. I could count on one hand how many times I’d cried in the past two years. Then I went to therapy and talked about stuff and my therapist taught me how to cry. I still can’t really cry, but at least it happens lol. So while it’s kinda embarrassing and stupid, a little part of me is glad I’m able to express my emotions instead of just stuffing them down my shirt like a little kid stuffing a pillow down their shirt trying to emulate a pregnant woman.

Okay I'm done lol, anyways, thank you for this message. I’ve read and re-read it many, many times.

It’s not stupid!!!!!! Do not apologize!!!!!! fantasies are fantasies, I get it bro (:

still cannot believe there are people out there who genuinely enjoy my stuff... like y’alll... I thought it was a joke...

But I would be willing to write a second part! I just need help coming up with like an idea cause idek how to go from there lol.

could you guys pls stop giving me compliments I am genuinely going to cry like a little bitch and I have to uphold the image of being the funniest person in my household and If I start crying then I cannot do that. Pls. My Image

Listen, she can be whoever you want her to be! long lost sister, adopted sister, the kid he used to babysit that coincidentally loves horror movies and the same stuff he likes. Could be the kid that came over to help clean his father’s gigantic house, could be the bagger at the grocery store. You get to control who it is! That’s the cool bit!

You have thus been dubbed “Iced Chocolate Anon” (What is that btw? is that a thing?). Thank you for sharing your experience. I’m sorry that you had to go through that experience, I can’t imagine that it was easy or fun or even fruitful. I’m glad you’re looking at life through a different lens, and that you’re down to share that lease with other people. I’ve been trying to be better, to get better.

What did I just say about not making me cry it’s gonna Ruin My Image man. DOn’t be nice to me PLEASE I'm asjfshkgkfs

me every time I open my page/look at my pfp

do you-do you wanna share the medicine I take

Thank you! He’s always fun to write for lol

ty for the draca-snoop. He was and is much appreciated (:

I get what you’re saying, and you make really checking good points. I guess I just get too caught up with how I should try to be, because I don’t know what to do on this site and so I just kinda follow everyone else? and try to make sure I'm following the unwritten rules. Like I don’t want people getting mad cause I don’t answer asks right away or anything, yanno? idk, stuff is hard lol amirite

I owe myself the care and attention to make time to do things I enjoy. I enjoy writing, I enjoy seeing what people send me. I enjoy the experience. Y’all are rad as heck!

WHAT KIND OF REQUEST IS THAT

the first request I’ll ever be denying sorry luv

well I do not know what to do cause other people say

so I’m just standing here idek anymore

why inhale my posts when you could be inhaling this di-

Thank you kind stranger! although pls don’t admire my hands, I need new ones. hand donations are open ! I can only type like 70(?) wpm and I have an essential tremor and so I’m shaking like it’s -42 degrees at all times. please, I want different hands. I mean if you wanna we can trade. But essentially lol the point was THANK YOU you’re super nice

ik this was back before I set up my master list and I was crying and whining and being annoying about it. You worded this so nicely! I think I’m only going to be uploading actual fics and one shots there, because the thirst posts and drabbles don’t fit the ao3 format lol.

I feel like I need to accept that Kirishima is my comfort character lol. I love him sm. I think of him and just

“Or just post anything, really.” have fun watching me post about Kirishima 2465972658729 before even thinking about any other character loooooool

AO3 Anon!!!! This message made me feel so warm and loved and ugh, you’re literally too sweet and too kind and a literal angel on earth. You rock. I hope YOU have a lovely day/night.

thank u bby (wink wonk wink)

gahfdsgkdh KIDDING but lol my intent was that Sero is a GIANT perv, but in the process of being a giant perv, he fell in love with u mwuah

I’m sorry lol

Okay, I will be 100% hoenest here.... I rlly don’t like Enji. writing for him is like an impossible task for me, I have no Simp Sauce for him. But you know who does, and who is really cool, and would love to explore these ideas with you? @implexedactions

Enji is THEIR man and ONLY their man lol.

It’s not over-stepping, and it’s not weird, no worries. Remember folks, I don’t kink shame or character shame here (I do admit when something isn’t my particular jam, but just cause I don’t froth for it doesn’t mean others shouldn’t, yanno? Like what you like), and there is very little I see as weird lol.

thank you for the concern though, I appreciate it.

And with that, we have ended. TY for coming to my (Shorky) ask answering session. Have a good night and drink some freakin water, right now. Finish reading this and get up and go get water. It’s good for you. TY

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wowweeharrystyles · 5 years

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Part 8 | The Kilt, Sunshine & Aurora Borealis | 5.6k words

Sequins & Zippers’ Summary: An internship with Harry Lambert transformed into a job of a lifetime - Aurora Del Gatto finds herself touring the world with the one & only Harry Styles as his ‘Head of Wardrobe.’ Aurora is nothing but nerves & excitement as she packs her bags & almost 100 custom designer suits that belong to an unbelievably kind rockstar. She never thought she’d fall in love on top of it all.

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

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a/n: I don’t think I thank @niallhoranapologist enough - sooo here’s a little shout out to Gwen for always being willing to talk through Aurora & Harry with me cause she somehow always gets me out of wherever I’m stuck. loveyoumeanit.

The sun is barely up when Harry taps Aurora’s shoulder lightly, pressing his lips to the cheek that

isn’t pressed against one of his pillows still. Aurora barely opens her eyes when he speaks softly.

“Mornin’, Rory.”

She hums and closes her eyes before they’re even open all the way. Harry kisses her cheek again, slowly, then presses quick kisses all over the skin that is immediately available to him. She sinks further into the pillow, trying to pull the blankets over her face more but Harry’s hands have already grabbed the sheets to keep her from moving them.

“Come on, Ror, I’ve got coffee ready for you downstairs.” Her eyes open at that. “Jesus, you and your coffee. I don’t think I need to even mention that I also made scrambled eggs to get you downstairs.”

“You made eggs?” She mumbles out as she rustles in the sheets, stretching a bit.

“Sure did. I’ll meet you downstairs, okay?” She hums. “Do not fall back asleep. Coffee and eggs will only stay hot for so long.

“Don’t you have a microwave?” Aurora challenges. Harry rolls his eyes.

“Not the point,” he counters. “There’s a spare robe hanging off the back of the bathroom door if you want.”

Aurora reaches for her phone as Harry makes his way out of the bedroom and back downstairs. She replies to her family group chat and replies separately to her sister, Leila. She can’t not tell Leila that she is about to get out of Harry’s bed and go downstairs to eat the eggs and coffee he made for her. She knows Leila is asleep and Aurora won’t get the all caps response and a phone call until later this afternoon.

She’s met with the reflection of a cozy creme robe in the big mirror when she closes the bathroom door. She smiles at it trying to recall if it was there last night or if Harry purposely got it out for her this morning.

The robe is big on her shoulders, she is drowning in it really but it smells like Harry. She pads down the staircase and then follows the sound of Fleetwood Mac softly playing in the kitchen. Harry is sat at the island on a stool, the hood of his robe pulled up over his head. He’s scrolling through his phone but locks it and puts it down when he hears Aurora’s feet on the tile.

“She’s awake!” he exclaims as he stands up from his seat. Aurora walks to him and snuggles into his chest, not being able to resist how cozy he looks. She wraps her hands around his torso underneath the robe as he kisses her lips for the first time today.

Harry pours Aurora a hot cup of coffee adding in some almond milk and sugar, one of her go-to ways to drink it. She thanks him before taking the first sip. Closing her eyes, she hums as she swallows, one of the shoulders of the robe slides off as she slouches on the stool. Aurora hasn’t felt this comfortable or content in too long. Being in a home, eating eggs made by the person sitting next to her is so far from eating room service in an allover beige hotel room.

“Harry, these eggs are incredible,” she compliments as she takes another bite. He smiles at her.

“Want or need anything else?”

“No everything is perfect.”

“I can make some toast or something too?”

“No, Harry, seriously, everything is perfect.” She reaches over, tilting her head up and presses a kiss to his cheek.

Both of their plates are clean and Harry is shuffling through his music playing Aurora a few of his favourites. Aurora takes a final sip of her coffee and she can’t help but notice the permanent smile that Harry has had on his face all morning a small shine to his eyes that isn’t normally there.

“What’re you thinking about?”

“What? Oh, nothing, really.” Aurora raises her eyebrows slightly. Their stools are close enough together that their legs brush against each other every so often. She sets her hand on his leg and looks back up to him. “Happy, is all.”

“Me too,” she agrees.

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Later on, Aurora and Harry drive back to the O2, Harry takes her to his favourite cafe on the way to get her a coffee and himself a hot tea. Aurora’s first thing on her list is to track down her suitcase. With a quick kiss to her lips, Harry is whisked away by Jeff to get to work.

“Wait a second,” Aurora hears from behind her, “is that THE black rolling stones tour shirt?” Aurora’s heart stops for a second. She turns around to find Gemma with her jaw dropped. “That’s Harry’s shirt isn’t it?” Aurora’s jaw mimics Gemma’s before nodding at her. “Did you guys go back to his last night? He’s never traveled with that tshirt.”

“Uh yeah, we were at his house,” Aurora stutters out. She feels incredibly self conscious talking to Harry’s sister about this and she isn’t entirely sure why. Aurora knows what wearing Harry’s shirt could say and it’s not like she’s ashamed, but this is his sister. She’s not sure what to do. She wishes Jeff hadn’t taken Harry away just yet.

“Oh, I’m so glad you said yes. He was so nervous about asking you.” Aurora lets out a sigh of relief. “But the real question at hand is that he let you wear THE black rolling stones shirt?”

“Oh, uh, I, he gave me it to wear, I didn’t pick it or anything. Is it yours?”

“God I wish it was. I asked to borrow it like last year but he LOVES that thing so much. He’s never packed it ever! Barely wears it outside the house.” Aurora is surprised by all of this. When he handed her the shirt last night it seemed like it was just a random shirt from his closet. “It’s an original tour shirt. Harry found it at this random vintage shop a few years ago. It ended up being really rare and he’s been protective over it ever since.”

“Oh, I had no idea,” Aurora says with a small smile.

“Man, he must really like you if he willingly gave you that shirt to wear.” Aurora doesn’t know how to respond to that. “Looks like he took you to his favourite spot too,” Gemma comments acknowledging the coffee cup in her hand.

“Uh yeah, he knows I need it to survive the day. One cup is never enough.” Gemma laughs at that. “Last time I tried to work without coffee I burned myself pretty bad on the steamer.”

“What? Are you okay?”

“Hah yeah I’m alright, it was a back in Munich and I was jet lagged and my flight got delayed. Whole thing.”

“Dangers of the job, I guess?” Gemma says brightly and Aurora nods with a smile. “Where is my brother, anyways?”

“Oh, Jeff got to him the second we walked into the arena,” Aurora answers. “Something about some stuff he needed to approve? Who knows honestly.” Gemma laughs.

“Seriously, who ever knows? I just show up and make sure I’m out of the way. Harry tries to explain things to me sometimes but I never get it or care to, if I’m honest.” Aurora joins Gemma’s in laughter.

“Glad we’re on the same page then. I just worry about his suits.” Aurora’s phone rings from her pocket. “Sorry, it’s my sister, mind if I?”

“Not at all, I’ll see you later, Aurora!” The girls wave at each other as they walk opposite ways down the hallway.

“Hi Leila!” Aurora answers.

“Tell! Me! Everything! Now!” Aurora pulls her phone from her ear cause her sister is actually yelling into the phone.

“First of all you need to calm down. I’m not going to tell you anything if you’re screaming at me.”

“Okay, okay, okay.”

Aurora walks into the empty arena where there are little to no people and sits at an empty chair behind the GA section. She likes to sit out here, it's the least busy place during the day, nobody ever interupts her. She tells Leila everything, as promised. Each bit she shares is met with a squeal or an ‘oh my god.’ When Aurora hangs up about an hour later she’s happy but her heart sinks thinking about the length of time till the NYC shows when she’ll get to see her sister. She picks herself up in a quick second and gets ready to work for the night.

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Harry Lambert and Harris Reed find her later when she’s finishing preparing Adam and Mitch’s clothes for the show. Aurora is beyond excited to see the familiar faces.

“Which suit is Harry wearing tonight?” Lambert asks as they walk to Harry’s dressing room.

“The full cheetah print, Shania inspired one.”

“Cheetah print?” Harris questions excitedly.

“Uggg yes! It’s so incredible. I cannot wait to see it on,” Aurora confirms. “By the way, my mother LOVED the black and creme look you did. I had to send her photos of it cause describing it didn't do it justice.”

“Aw that so sweet” Harris thanks Aurora.

“Rory, I see Harry and Harris have found you,” Harry says when they walk into Harry’s room. He’s sitting on the couch finishing the food in front of him. He stands up and kisses Aurora before throwing away the empty food containers. “How’s Leila?”

“Good, can’t wait for MSG so she can meet you. Says you need the official sister approval.”

“Oh great,” he sighs.

“Hey, if I had to do it so do you.” He sighs and kisses her again.

“I had a feeling this would happen,” Lambert comments. “I’m really happy for both of you.”

Aurora has a look on her face that translates shock and confusion.

“I told him earlier when he first got here,” Harry confirms. “I could tell when he asked how it had been going with you,’ both Harry’s chuckle, “that he knew something was going on.”

“Great…” Aurora muses.

“Aurora, honey, I think it’s lovely. And anyways, I’m pretty sure that Harry’s fancied you since he met you the first time at the Today Show,” Lambert admits.

Harry groans and walks back to the couch to sit down. “Thanks for that.” Aurora raises her eyebrows at both of them.

“Wait what?” She asks in disbelief.

“Ugg,” Harry groans again, “can we please not talk about it. We’re here now, yeah?”

“I can’t believe you,” Aurora giggles, shaking her head.

“I tried to give you as many hints right away but you just refused to pick up on them.”

“I thought I was reading too much into it! I thought you were just sweet and flirty with everyone.”

“Am not!”

“Aurora, he’s kind to everyone but he isn’t that sweet to everyone,” Lambert adds. “And those sneakers? Come on!”

“Listen, I had just started this job, I was trying to be professional!”

“Sneakers?” Harris questions as they follow along with the story.

“Aurora had to go to Gucci during prep week to pick up some shoes that we ordered for the tour and Harry, over here, put in a special order to make sure Aurora got Ace Sneakers for herself when she got there,” Lambert explains.

“Harry, you flirt!” Harris comments with a wink. “Aurora, how did you not pick up on it?”

Aurora’s sat on the couch now, next to Harry. He’s wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to his side.

“Like I said, I was trying to be professional and honestly, I barely had known Harry then, only met him a few times. Also, it was a lot happening in a small time frame, I thought my brain was messing with me. I thought maybe he was trying to tell me something but I brushed it off so I could focus on my job,” Aurora explains quickly. Harry presses a kiss to the side of her head.

“What matters is that we’re together now,” Harry says cheesily. Aurora rolls her eyes and groans.

“You’re annoying, regardless.”

“Hey!”

“I’ve gotta get your suit ready,” she says as she stands up.

“What?” Harry asks Lambert and Harris as they both smile and shake their heads.

“Nothing!” they say in unison before they’re both laughing. “Happy for the both of you,” Lambert admits.

When Lambert and Harris leave to go find some friends, Aurora looks over to Harry.

“So since the Today Show? Last May?”

“Mhm,” he confirms, shying away now.

“You’re cute, you know that right?”

Harry groans before he kisses her softly and Aurora smiles into the kiss.

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Harry invited Aurora out for coffee before they had to get to Glasgow arena this morning. They had both decided to stay in their own hotel rooms last night. Aurora and Harry both needed time on their own, just like anyone in any other relationship. They both know themselves well enough to know that even though all they want to do is spend time together, that time on their own is what will keep them sane. Aurora needed to call her mom anyways and knew it would be a long phone call and didn't need Harry there to listen to it all.

Aurora is taking a sip of her coffee when Harry speaks up.

“You know, traditionally, kilts are worn without anything underneath.”

“No.” It’s all that comes out of Aurora’s mouth.

“If I’m gonna wear a traditional kilt on stage in Glasgow I should honor the tradition fully.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Is this my girlfriend or my head of wardrobe talking?”

“This is any sane person talking.”

“Rory,” he whines.

“Harry, you are not going on stage in JUST a kilt. Absolutely not. Not only will Jeff actually murder me on stage in front of the entire audience tonight, but so would your mother.” Harry laughs.

“More the reason to do it then.”

“No. There is no way I’m letting that happen, absolutely not. End of.”

Harry goes back to picking at the croissant on his plate. He looks up to Aurora through his lashes and she just shakes her head at him.

“But-”

“Harry, no, we are not discussing this anymore. You’re not going fucking comando under your kilt on stage in front of thousands of teen girls.”

“Ugg if you say so. You’re in charge in this department.”

“Yes, I am,” Aurora says triumphantly.

“What if Jeff gives me the okay?”

“Harry, please,” Aurora says with a straight face. She knows he’s dragging on the convo just to annoy her.

Not to Aurora’s surprise Harry brings it up throughout the day. She’s sitting with Sarah in Craft Services when Mitch, Adam and Harry join them. Clearly all in on the joke, Harry mentions it again, smiles trying to hide on his bandmates faces.

“So have you given the kilts another thought?” Harry tempts Aurora.

“Not this again,” she groans.

“Come on, Rory, imagine all 3 of us guys onstage in our kilts! No one will know! A little inside joke for us all.”

“Harry, you really think no one will know? What? Are you just going to stand center stage at the mic stand the whole night?”

“Well, no,” he says matter of factly.

“Great, so you’re gonna dance around stage, like you always do, but in a kilt, with nothing underneath, while it just moves on its own and shows all your bits and pieces? Yeah, makes sense,” Aurora finishes. Sarah laughs with Aurora and they both stand up, take care of their plates and leave the room.

Aurora knows he’ll bring it up again. She really can’t deny she enjoys the banter and is having fun with it all.

“Mind if I steal her for a second, Sar?” Harry asks as he catches up with the 2 girls.

“Be my guest,” Sarah smiles at them, going back where she came from to find Mitch and Adam.

“What now?” Aurora draws out, dropping her head on her shoulders in faked annoyance.

“Come on now, you’ve gotta wanna see me onstage in nothing but a kilt, Ror,” he guesses. “You can’t deny that,” he states, tossing his arm around her shoulders as they walk through the hallway.

“I’ll admit, the audience reaction would be incredible, but it’s gonna be incredible the second they see the bottom of the kilt. As for going commando underneath… I think I’d rather save that for just me, not the entirety of Glasgow.” Harry’s walk slows down, “Oh,” is all that he says, finally realising one of the reasons behind Aurora sticking with her answer. “Just for you,” he repeats back. It’s a silent agreement between the 2 of them.

Aurora grabs the hand that is resting at her shoulder. Turning her head, she presses a kiss to the palm of Harry’s hand. When they get to Harry’s dressing room, he checks the time on his phone quickly.

“I’ve got a few minutes till someone is bound to come looking for me. Aurora raises her eyebrows at him. She opens her mouth to say something but Harry catches her lips with his. Closing the dressing room door behind him he turns them around, pressing Aurora’s back to the open space on the wall next to the door frame. His thumbs dig into the waistband of her jeans as he grabs at her hips tighter. When he pulls his lips from her for a quick moment he presses their foreheads together. Aurora catches her breath, her pupil dilated now as she looks back at him. “Just for you, Ror,” he repeats again.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, Harry,” Aurora says breathlessly. She knows it's not the time or place, but making jokes and hinting towards anything more than kissing makes Aurora’s heart race and she gets closer to being ready to fully be with Harry. Harry’s lashes flutter before he connects their lips again.

Aurora’s sure that there are bruises forming where Harry’s fingers continue to press into her hips, but she couldn’t care about it one bit. With the way she feels right now, happy, light, free, warm, how could she care about a simple bruise that will remind her of this moment with Harry for the next few days. She wraps her arms around his neck, scratching her nails lightly against his sculpt. She keeps pulling him down towards her because he keeps pulling away for short moments and she whines every time.

Harry fully pulls away now, his hands holding on to her face. He smiles at her, eyes disappearing as the crinkles of his eyes get deeper. The pair smile into the last kiss. Aurora wraps her hands around his waist and lets her cheek rest against his chest for a long moment. Not before long, they both hear the echo of Harry’s name in the hallway, interrupting their sanctuary they’ve created in each other, in this dressing room that seems to travel from city to city. The dressing room that holds memory after memory, moment after moment. A different city each night, but the same world is created in the dressing room no matter where they are. A world they’ve created on their own to share memories together. A somewhat of a constant in their lives right now. The random couches that are always adorned with Harry's pillows, his duffle somewhere nearby. Aurora’s tour lookbook sitting on the couch. They both have created a space for each other to be comfortable without even knowing it.

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Harry pulls on the kilt and fastens it at the waist band. When Aurora looks back at him, he has the full outfit on and her brain somewhat short circuits. She really can’t figure out what it is until Harry looks at himself in the mirror with a bright smile on his face. He looks incredibly comfortable in himself. He’s confident, completely carefree. It’s not that he doesn’t come off this way everyday or in every suit, it’s that there’s something different here. There’s a sparkle in his eye like he’s really proud of himself in this moment and it makes Aurora’s heart melt. When he turns around to her like he always does, instead of checking to make sure everything is in order and looks good, she reaches up to her tip toes and presses a kiss to his lips.

“What was that for, Ror?” Instead of responding she kisses him again. He raises his eyebrows in question but shakes his head and kisses her back.

Harry can’t help but repeatedly make sharp turns and spin around in circles to show everyone how the kilt moves. Aurora giggles off to the side and makes a short comment to him under her breath about how she’s glad he decided to listen to her and not go commando under the kilt.

“I could still decide to do it before I go on stage! Surprise you when you go watch from the audience.”

“Then I’m staying back here until you are literally singing on stage.’

“You can’t do that, you’ll miss the reaction from the audience. I know you’re dying for the reveal tonight!”

“You’re not wrong…”

One last kiss and a solid promise to keep his pants on is all Aurora needs before she makes her way to the audience.

She parks herself in the sound mixing section that’s barricaded off near B stage. She just HAS to witness the audience reactions to his kilt.

The white lights shine over the rounded screen, illuminating the fog and the yells and screams go from loud to deafening as they do every night. The screen starts to lift and it isn’t until the top of his socks show and the skin of his knees are visible to the audience that the fans really know what is happening. The screams get even louder. Aurora can hear herself think at this point. She hears yells of “oh my god” repeatedly coming from the audience members around her and she has to cover her smile with her hand. Aurora’s just as entranced by his movement as every single person in the audience. When he takes his first steps from the mic the pleats of the kilt expand and follow his movement and she can’t help but chuckle to herself recalling the ongoing conversation until the last second when Harry was pushed on stage.

“Couldn’t take you home to mother in a skirt THIS short,” Harry sings, changing the lyrics as he lifts his skirt a few inches.

There’s too many times to count when Aurora’s heart flutters while watching Harry on stage tonight. Between the kilt, the energy in the SSE Hydro, the past few days together, she can’t tell what’s been her breaking point. Yet, here she is, ready to fully give herself to the man running around stage in a kilt, with black chipped nails and a goofy smile on his face as he... takes out a banana.

Aurora can’t help but laugh out loud. Here she was admiring the man she’s falling in love with and he takes snacks out of his sporn. Aurora is dumbfounded. She looks to one of Harry’s sound engineers that are standing nearby.

“Did you know about that?” He asks Aurora.

“Not a clue,” Aurora shakes her head.

The entire audience laughs as Harry talks about his sporn and the snacks he’s brought on stage. Along with the bit about the sporn, Harry makes jokes that continue from earlier in the day after a fan asks from the front row if he’s got on anything underneath. Aurora can’t help but laugh along.

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“You brought snacks on stage?” Aurora asks when Harry walks into his dressing room. “Sure did. This thing is great,” he adds, grabbing the bag tied around his waist. She shakes her head at him and then her demeanor changes. There’s a look in her eyes that Harry can’t figure out. “What?” Aurora crosses her arms against her chest and shakes her head again. He raises his eyebrows at her.

“Nothing!” She lets out with a short giggle. She walks towards him, reaches up to her toes and presses a long, deep kiss to his lips. “Good job, tonight.” It’s all she says before walking to the wardrobe cases. “Come on, start changing.” Harry’s jaw drops slightly before he starts taking off the kilt and changing into a pair of joggers and white t shirt. When Aurora turns around to see him clothed she’s caught off guard. “Aren’t you gonna shower?”

“Nah, I’ll just shower at the hotel tonight. Kinda just wanna get out of here.” Aurora tilts her head at him, eyes narrowing. “What were your plans for the night?”

“Nothing…” Aurora answers slowly, eyes still narrow at him.

“Do you need anything from your hotel room?” He skips right over asking her to spend the night in his room.

“No, not really” Aurora answers as she finishes hanging his clothes from tonight.

“Okay, I’ll meet you at the garage entrance in like 15 minutes? A car should be ready for us there.”

“Okay,” Aurora says, meeting Harry halfway for a kiss before he leaves the room to do his final rounds of the arena.

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Harry jumps in the shower when they get to the hotel room but not without asking Aurora to join in jokingly. Only he doesn’t notice that she thinks about it for a quick moment before laughing off his joke. Aurora’s conflicted, but not for long. She makes a decision by the time Harry comes out of the shower, a clean pair of joggers on his hips.

It happens the same as it did a few nights ago, when they were back in London in Harry’s master bedroom. She traces his tattoos again and they end up a mess of tangled limbs for a bit. When Aurora pushes Harry to his back, she sits herself on his lap. He sits up, following her lips, running his hands up and down her back underneath her t-shirt.

This time though, she lifts her arms above her head, her stomach peaking out between the waistband of her underwear and the hem of the shirt. Harry looks at her, making sure to read the look in her eyes carefully before he takes the hem in his hands and pulls it over her head.

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Aurora is signing her name on the bottom of the last page of a large packet with the Gucci logo stamped on every page. She hasn’t stopped smiling since they started going through the contract. Jeff walked her through it and has been pointing out all the places to sign and initial.

The contract includes what Aurora can and can’t say, what her job entitles and where she has to be and when. It’s only the 3rd official contract she’s ever signed, her first ever with Gucci. She’s officially going to Italy to work on Harry’s photoshoot for the next tailoring campaign.

“So from Japan, you’ll fly with Harry to Italy and meet Lambert there with the rest of the Gucci team. You’ll be there for about a week. You can decide what you want to do in between then and the South American leg of the tour, but we’ll get you back with the crew from wherever you are,” Jeff finishes.

“Okay, great. Thank you, Jeff!” Aurora exclaims with a big grin.

Harry kisses Aurora’s cheek when Jeff leaves the room. “I’m really happy you get to work on this project with me.”

“Me too,” Aurora says, leaning into Harry’s side as they relax into the couch.

“We’ll have so much time there between working. I have so many places I want to show you,” Harry adds with a sparkle in his eye. “We can stay at my favourite villa and everything.” Aurora's ears quirk up at that.

“Stay together?” She asks timidly.

“I mean, only if you want to,” Harry adds, equally as timid.

“No, that’d be wonderful, really. Like a mini vacation before the rest of tour.”

“Imagine all the time we’ll have and shooting is much less tiring than performing every night.” Harry smiles down at Aurora. “Maybe we’ll both be able to stay awake long enough to actually-” he wiggles his eyebrows obnoxiously at Aurora. Her cheeks turn a light shade of pink and she hides her face in his chest for a moment.

Aurora doesn’t look up at Harry just yet, instead she focuses on the feeling of Harry’s shirt under her fingertips. She opens her mouth to say something and it barely comes out a whisper, “Maybe I’ll finally sleep with you by then.” Harry hears it and she knows he does.

“Hey, it’s fine, Ror. We were both tired anyways. And above all, you don’t owe me anything. We can go at whatever pace you want. I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

“I just thought I was ready, but I just couldn’t-”

“Rory, please don’t think about it too much. I’m okay with whatever you want to do.”

“I feel bad,” she says softly, still not looking up at him.

“Do not feel bad. Hey, look at me for a second,” he says. When she doesn’t look up he raises her face with his finger at her chin. “I had an incredible time last night, okay?” Aurora nods minutely. “Sex isn’t what this is all about, yeah? It’s nice and yeah, I’m excited to share that with you, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy last night or any other time we’ve spent together. I just enjoy being with you, however you want to spend that time. Whatever you’re comfortable with. Whatever you’re ready for.”

Aurora nods her head and offers him a soft smile.

“Yeah? You alright?” He asks to confirm what her nods are supposed to relay.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Aurora kisses his jaw line before wrapping her hands around his neck and pulling him towards her. She falls back onto the empty space of the couch next to her, Harry following her actions. He scatters kisses across her face and she erupts with giggles.

“Come on, I’ve got a surprise for you,” Harry says as he gets off the couch, pulling her with him.

“A surprise?” Aurora questions in disbelief. Harry hums at her, grabbing her hand as he leads her out of the dressing room and down the hallway. Harry grabs a small paper bag that was sitting on a large black case near the stage entrance. He doesn’t say where they’re going or even a hint to the surprise as they travel through one more set of doors and into the empty arena. Harry leads Aurora to the B stage and motions for her to sit on it. Harry joins her and she’s instantly brought back to the first time they really spent time together in Amsterdam.

“Here,” he says, handing her the paper bag. She looks at him, nothing but question after question filling her head. She narrows her eyes at him before peaking into the bag. “Go on, it’s nothing big, but I thought you should have it.” She smiles at him before pulling out the white tissue paper that fills the bag.

What she pulls out next, she doesn’t believe it. In her hands is black and white floral fabric. She recognizes it instantly.

“Harry, I can’t- why would you-” she’s unable to finish her own thoughts nonetheless her questions.

“I saw how much you loved it and I loved seeing you in my t shirt. So, it’s yours,” he says with a lopsided smile.

“Harry,” she whispers. He presses a kiss to her hair.

In her hands is the jacket to Harry’s 2015 American Music Awards suit. The black and white floral gucci print is ingrained in her memory forever and now it’s hers. She can’t believe him.

“Harry, I really can’t take this. I appreciate the thought, but you have to keep this.”

“I know it’s not going anywhere if you have it. And I know without a doubt when I look into the audience one of these nights and see you in that jacket at the back of the pit that my heart won’t know what to do. It’s yours.”

Aurora is speechless. She feels the same as she did when she walked into the empty arena in Amsterdam when he was wearing that yellow tshirt, looking like sunshine in the darkness. Actually, she doesn’t know how but she feels even better than she did in that moment. She’s indescribably happy and warm and she’s got her own personal sunshine in front of her.

Even though it seems that Harry and Aurora exist in a million different worlds - back at his home in London, running in the halls of an arena, meandering through a museum in Spain, the late night car ride, nearly empty hotel rooms- he’s still the sun in every single one. It’s a constant feeling. He’ll walk into the room or his voice echoes through the speakers clear as day over the crowds of screams and it’s like the sun is at its highest peak in the day.

Harry may be Aurora’s sunshine but to him she’s the bright light that has him seeing new things, experiencing love in a different way. It’s ironic her name is Aurora, he thinks. Like the Aurora Borealis, she lets out these streaks of colours that extend to depths he hasn’t even been able to get to yet. Just like the Borealis, Aurora changes, she shimmers and grows and retracts sometimes, but her lights, an array of colours, show up for Harry everyday. Sometimes they’re pink, sometimes they’re orange, sometimes they’re green, but they’re always there. Harry wants to follow every single ribbon of light she lets out. And just like the Northern Lights, Aurora can only be seen by some and not everyone will get to see all the colours. Harry’s here to stick around for it all though, to see the entire rainbow.

Thank you soooo much for reading !!! I hope you enjoyed ! please like & reblog & share with yooooo friends ! <3

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cetologies · 4 years

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i once again... need to vent. so i apologize. i don’t have another outlet but it is under a read more. this is my personal experience, on the off-chance someone reads this and decides to pick a fight with me. i feel like i don’t have to say that but alas, the internet.

posting this late at night so hopefully too many won’t be subjected to it. i go into detail a little bit on this stuff.

tw: ED, body dysmorphia, OCD, depression, SH, anxiety, s//cide ment

i’m sorry i tried to tag it as well as possible to cater to anything blacklisted, i will most likely delete this but otherwise if something needs to be tagged differently please tell me

this is definitely the worst i’ve felt in a long time. years probably. and some of it is my fault, so i feel like i’m not allowed to complain. but i will anyway. all i’m asking is to get down to 115 again. i was that small when i was 16 and i want to be there again. i haven’t weighed myself with intention to see what weight i am in maybe 4-5 years.

i make it a point when i go to doctors offices to not tell me my weight. i cover my eyes and *usually* explicitly state that. but i didn’t three years ago, though i said “i don’t want to know my weight” and put my hands over my eyes and she still told me my weight. i remember crying and being loud, the doctor (who had known me for years) had immediately asked the nurse if she told me my weight.

i’ve always had body image issues but holy shit not like this. i’ve suffered with depression and anxiety most of my life. i’ve ticked off almost every single box in terms of diagnosed mental illnesses (except schizophrenia... which even that i’m starting to check off a few). but like i said, holy shit never like this. i would like to say this is harder to deal with than the anxiety/depression i previously have dealt with, but i dont know anymore.

this definitely hurts so bad though. i am getting depressed again, and cannot see this getting better anytime soon. partially my fault once again. i’d just like to lose a little more weight before seeing a doctor. i think i weighed (at the time of that incident above) around 129?? which is... healthy for my height but so is 115.

my problem is i can’t eat. i can’t think about eating. my default state is now just nausea. i get nauseous from not eating, i get nauseous thinking about eating, and i get nauseous from eating. since october i cant stomach anything. i started adderall in december and it made it 10x worse. i’ve since switched to adderall xr (adzenys?) and i can at least drink water now and only a get half as nauseous. but that was really scary!! i had a little swig of water, no more than a sip, and had to lay down for 4 hours because i was so nauseous.

my main issue is now i feel guilty for eating. which is normal for eating disorders. but i can’t eat more than 100 calories without wanting to self harm. it’s ridiculous, and i know it’s ridiculous but unfortunately that’s the number i can’t let go. i cried for an hour today bc i ate those lil brownie little bites and it was the second thing i ate today (aside from celery, which i also got sick and felt bad about eating bc i googled the calories: 60) and accidently saw how many calories they were. 240.

so i ate 300 calories today and that was enough to make me want to vomit (i can’t, i’m emetophobic) and crawl into a hole and disappear. i have never ever dealt with stuff like this before and it’s so scary. i’m afraid my health is failing because of it but i can’t stop. it’s so unrealistic to eat less than 100 calories a day. the standard recommended is 2000, yet for some reason i can’t eat more than 100 without wanting to die

i check my body measurements 3-4 times a day. i spend at LEAST two hours in front of a mirror body checking and looking at my figure from all angles. these issues have definitely stemmed from my figure along with my insecurities. my entire life the only thing i’ve been complimented on is my measurements. it’s all i have. i’m not very pretty, but people are in love with my figure. and i am too! so many people tell me my body is great the way it is but i don’t care what they think, i care what i think. and i think i need to go back down to 115.

i’ve chalked up my self worth to my body measurements. it’s not something that’s generally achievable without surgery, so it feels almost like a trophy to me because of how fucked up my brain is. i can’t lose it because that’s the only thing that i like about myself. or at least the only thing i like about myself that i don’t want to impulsively destroy like my eyelashes

and it’s not like i’m trying to achieve a completely flat stomach or anything. i just look a little disproportionate to me, since i carry fat only in the stomach. a little pudge is natural and i understand that. like i said, 115 is still healthy for 5′3′’. it’s not like im trying to drop down below 100. i had told myself once i lost the weight, then i’ll go get help for the fact i am violently nauseous no matter what.

which leads me to my next problem: this is my only solution. i can’t lose weight through exercise (esp exercise that involves numbers) bc of my OCD. i have such bad obsessive nature with any numbers (as stated w/ my weight, my body measurements, etc) and like i did when i started looking at calories, i’ll become so obsessive with exercise that if he doesn’t reach my fantastical expectations, i’ll want to self harm.

something that’s really making me upset is i specifically never looked at calories, checked my weight, etc. because i knew this would happen. i went out of my way to avoid stuff like this bc i knew i was susceptible to this kind of thinking and it still happened anyway. my body is going to start shutting down soon if it hasn’t started already.

it’s fucking ridiculous though! i’ve tried to kill myself (and still, suffering as i am, i still thank god i made it out alive) and it’s just crazy that that was over anxiety, depression, agoraphobia, bullying, etc. and now i want to kill myself bc i ate CELERY!!! bc it’s 60 calories!!! like its so illogical!! i’m a very naturally logical person so this is just like each side of my brain hitting the other with a bat.

it doesn’t look like i’ve lost any weight, despite purposely not eating for 4 months. my grades are bad, my gpa dropped .5 points bc of covid and i’m fucking stupid anyway. i try my best not to self harm bc of my fear of blood but i usually end up scratching myself til i bleed anyway.

i’m suffering and trying my best to make it through this but i’m trying my best. i just want to wait to get help until i lose a little more. but i am fucking suffering. all i want is to eat again. or at least to eat and not feel guilty afterwards. my portions are so much smaller, i can only eat a few bites of any meal and it’s so fucking scary but i can’t stop myself from wanting to lose more.

like i said, i’ve always had body image issues but nothing like this. i’m so so so scared but. there’s nothing my brain will allow me to do until i lose a little more weight. im afraid im causing/on the road to causing irreversible damage but i just!! can’t stop!! not being able to eat more than 100 calories is so fucking ridiculous i’m ashamed of myself. i shouldn’t be having anxiety attacks over eating celery.

#sorry i've been crying all day over the last thing #daelin speaks #body dysmorphia //#tw body dysmorphia #tw body image #body image //#eating disorder //#tw eating disorder #ocd //#tw ocd #tw depression #depression //#tw self harm mention #self harm mention //#tw anxiety #anxiety //#tw suicide #suicide //

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act-addict-actors-matchups · 4 years

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@anonymous said,

hello !! can i get a matchup? im a pisces, infp & a ravenclaw. i am 5'0.5 and have medium length black wavy hair and brown eyes. i like to try new things though i can be shy & hesitant sometimes. i like things to remain light-hearted but i can be serious too when required. i have a different type of persona for every person,, if im comfortable with someone i get really really talkative and bubbly. (1)

also im like super addicted to my phone,, it's hard for me to even function w/o it. im pretty much a night owl and my sleeping schedule is messed up. i really like fashion, listening to music, travelling, photography, video games & SWEETS. I don't think im very good at comforting others but im a great listener. I'm super lazy & a big procrastinator. (2)

I cannot call or text anyone at all without dying like every second unless we're close. Usually, if i don't get my space i get really annoyed. I'm really stubborn too. I don't really have a hobby except listening to music, reading manga, webnovels or drawing? im so sorry this was so long thank you tho!! (3)

✧ Thank you so much for requesting a matchup anonnie. I don’t know when you send this but I hope you’ll see this and like it. 💓

I’d match you with: . . .

➜ HOW YOU TWO FIRST MET ; You were an intern at his company. One day, while everyone else was at lunch break, you were struggling to finish the assignment you were assigned which was due tomorrow and it didn’t help you at all that the person who was supposed to help you weren’t doing their jobs at all. With a groan, you pushed yourself off your office seat and made your way to the kitchen to get yourself a cup of coffee. It looked like you were staying overtime anyway. While walking towards your destination, you heard the background music of your favorite game and stopped in your tracks. At first you thought you were imagining the sound since it’s been a while since you last played it and there was literally no one else in the building aside from you but after listening more carefully for a while you were sure that someone in the office was indeed playing your favorite game. Careful not to make any noise, you basically tiptoed to the source of the sound only to be greeted with dark blonde locks. The celebrity of the company himself, the person who earned the trust of his coworkers and superiors alike like it was nothing, the one and only Chikasagi Itaru was playing YOUR favorite game. His pink eyes, which reminded you the stone Star Ruby, was glued on the phone in his hand deep in concentration under his bangs. You didn’t even realize you were in a daze until a curse left his lips and he threw his head back in frustration. That is when Itaru noticed that you were here and saw the whole thing. Now, don’t get him wrong, normally he wouldn’t even think of gaming while he was at work but there was this rare event he absolutely had to participate and rank. His game addict instincts basically took control over his mind. With a small smile on your lips you approached him and offered to help while he was desperately trying to think of any excuse to get him out of this situation. You knew you weren’t going to participate in this event no matter how much you wanted to anyway so you might as well use your skills to help someone in need, right? After convincing him to lend you his phone, which took a lot of effort ngl, you cleared the level he was stuck on with ease and handed him his phone back with a smug grin on your face. That was the moment when you became a gaming goddess in his eyes and as a thank you, he helped you with that assignment and miraculously, you managed to finish it before the deadline and started a new friendship with the hardcore gamer.

➜ PERSONALITY COMPATIBILITY ; First of all, you two compliment each other in a “we’re so similar I get why you’re like that”-way. You two can relate to each other with pretty much everything. He also has two different personas although it’s a bit different from yours but whenever Itaru is in professional mode, he is gentle and charming like a prince who genuinely cares about others but he somewhat maintains his distance and likes to keep his private life to himself but when he’s in home mode, he is not afraid to curse and be rude who also starts to get a bit lazy and outright competitive. I feel like he’s the type of person who would procrastinate as well so i’m just imagining you two lying down and telling each other that you should get up soon but none of you actually makes an attempt to do so.Cue you two rushing to finish whatever you were supposed to do afterwards. Don’t worry about not getting any space because Itaru is not the clingy type unless he’s like, really tired from work but who wouldn’t want to cuddle with their lover time to time? Also, I feel like he can manage your stubbornness because he’s a pretty chill guy.

➜ SHARED ACTIVITIES ; Like I said before, you two are basically two peas in a pot so if you really want to you can manage to do everything together. The fact that you like video games is a big plus in the relationship. Sometimes you two just game until the sun rise on your day offs since both of you are night owls and your sleeping schedule is basically nonexistent. If you’re in need for an extra player, Itaru personally drags Banri in your gaming sessions as well so you’re also good friends with the high-spec delinquent. Of course, he will take you out from time to time on normal dates like a mall, arcade, fun fair or a expensive restaurant, but this generally happens when you’re celebrating an important day like anniversaries or birthdays. I can picture you two sitting at a bakery, enjoying whatever you’ve ordered and passionately discussing if the newly released gamer keyboard is actually worth buying or not or going to an arcade and compete to see who can get the most tickets at the end of the day. I can also picture him dropping by your house with your favorite desserts after you’ve accomplished something amazing at work. In short, you’re literally the only person he’s willing to go all out for and he wouldn’t want to have it any other way.

➜ ZODIAC COMPATIBILITY ; Itaru’s birthday is on April 24 which makes him a Taurus. The connection between a Taurus and a Pisces will be built on sheer love and adoration for each other. The earth sign and water sign are complementary to each other. They are both caretakers of those around them and will thus nurture each other, and their relationship, with immense devotion and absolute dedication. Taurus helps Pisces to stay grounded and to focus on the reality. Pisces, on the other hand, soothes the rigidity of the Taurus to unwind themselves from the constant stress of expectations. This aids the bull breathe a little lighter and infuses their with self-assurance and optimism. This relationship will survive the test of time if both parties involved have unbreakable trust in each other and nurture that connection they have painstakingly built over the years. They must remember to be honest and committed to their partner through all times. If natural communication flows between them like clockwork, this will be a beautiful love story with a prominent tag of 'happily-ever-after' pinned right to it.

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kevinskorner · 4 years

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A Little Late Series: It Was Good Until It Wasn’t by Kehlani

Kehlani is one of my favorite artists of all time. Ever since I found her music in one of my favorite youtubers’ video I was watching in 2014, I have been completely obsessed. Immediately after hearing her first mixtape Cloud 19, I turned so many people I know onto her and we’ve been together ever since then haha. I can’t believe all the growth and achievements she has received since then but it also feels like she’s just beginning. In the time between this album and her first studio album, she has been thee queen of features, and every single one has been great. I cannot believe that her second studio album is out but, here we are!

“Toxic” was not my favorite on first listen but as time goes on, oh my god, its so addicting. I just want to scream on the top of my lungs “THAT DAMN DON JULIO MADE ME A FOOL FOR YOU”. Ty Dolla $ign’s background vocals suit the song so well and they compliment each other so well over this beat. “That dick always been problematic” is classic. Ohhhh “Can I”. I really dont have a lot to say about this one. Its incredible. “Sniper game no Bradley Cooper”?!?!?! Kehlani got better bars than a lot of rappers in the game. Its just such an absolute vibe that I want to feel forever. I don’t usually like Tory Lanez but his feature is actually nice here. I think hearing the other person’s side of the story perfectly blends the song together. On “Bad News”, I love the vocals and harmony on the “give all that shit up” parts. It can be a very beautiful song at some parts but sometimes the verses can be a little unmemorable. “Real Hot Girl Skit” is so fun, real poetry! Thank you Megan Thee Stallion <3 “Water” was probably my most anticipated song to hear because I just love water. Haha. Anyway, on my first listen I didn’t like it and was really disappointed, but! Once I played in a few more times, I fell in love. The chorus is so cool and having her go down an octave every time she says “water” was such a neat effect. I love how after the first chorus she starts speaking faster than in the first verse. her flow?!?! I did not expect rapper Kehlani to be all over this project but I live. I loveeee the chorus on “Change Your Life”. The beat bounce is so cool. Jhene and Kehlani coming together is so amazing. They compliment each other beautifully and as two modern-day R&B powerhouses, its so great seeing these two women come together. The “Belong to the Streets” skit is so upsetting because those are normal conversations that a lot of people have on the daily. People discuss women’s lives so harshly and grossly and find no problems with it. I don’t like this skit because its a sad reality but I guess I just have to accept it. “Everybody Business” is the PERFECT response to the prior skit. She’s owning who she is and talking about how she’s a grown woman who can make her own decisions! I love how the lyrics are really badass but the mood and vibe is really stripped down. It’s stunning to see how much she’s grown as a person. Since I’ve stanned for a long time, I know some things Kehlani has struggled with on the daily like what other people think of her. Seeing how she has tuned those outer voices out and started focusing on herself more is *chefs kiss*. I really didn’t expect to love "Hate the Club” as much as I have. The sax is so juicy and adds a jazzy twist to modern R&B. As someone who doesn’t participate in partying, drinking, smoking etc, I too hate the club! It’s just not my scene and I’m happy Kehlani feels the same way. I don’t ever want to have to “drink enough” as she says, in order to do something. I also absolutely am in love with the bridge. That switch! “Serial Lover” seems like a standout to a lot of people since it was produced by longtime Drake collaborator, Boi-1da. I love when she says “I think I should be single, for awhile” because after that comma she goes down an octave and sounds so sick. My favorite lyric is “I got girls I wanna give my last name”. It’s not my favorite song but its really smoothhh. “F&MU” is such a clever song. Truly, that line “fuck and make up like its mabeliene” is so clever! How has nobody thought of that before? The only thing that really stands out to me on this song is the chorus. It’s still one of my faves, I just wish it was longer. The squeaky bed in “Can You Blame Me” is everything. I don’t know how I feel about the Lucky Dayes’ feature though… he adds something but nothing special. "Grieving” was the MOST SURPRISING song on the whole album! I was so shook when the chorus came in omg. How come I haven’t seen more people talk about it?! Even the blending of when James says “Grieving” with Kehlani is heavenly. The transition on “Open (Passionate)” is soooo gorgeous. I like the verses better than the chorus on this one, which is surprising for me. I like the connection between being very open but its only because your so passionate about the love your in. I feel like I can very much understand and relate to that! Regarding, “Lexii’s Outro”, I knew she was going to do something for Lexii on this album ever since I found out about her passing. When You Should Be Here came out, Jealous was one of my favorite songs on the project and I loved Lexii’s verse. I’m happy Kehlani ended her second studio album this way by showing the world what this girl had.

All honesty, on my first listen I don’t think I paid that much attention to the album and lyrics and it felt more like background noise. As time has gone on, I completely have appreciated this album and love how my girl Kehlani is progressing as an artist. This is definitely her most mature project to date and I love that for her. It’s not my favorite project from her and thats okay. It’s not bad at all. I will always like literally whatever Kehlani does. She can do no wrong in my book. Even if sometimes it feels like background noise than anything else, its still better than half the other projects ive listened to.

Standout track: “Toxic”, “Can I” feat. Tory Lanez, “Everybody Business”, “Hate the Club” feat. Masego, & “Grieving” feat. James Blake.

Rating: ★★★☆☆

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demigodofhoolemere · 5 years

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Long bitterness below because I saw something that drove me crazy and I wasn’t gonna be able to rest until I articulated my frustrated thoughts

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@ the person who wrote this I just wanna talk

https://screenrant.com/mcu-avengers-most-shameless-things-loki-ever-done/

Most of these are just outright wrong and it only takes the slightest glance at canon events to prove them as such, and the ones that have any amount of accuracy to them are devoid of critical context.

I don’t remember seeing much of this stuff before Ragnarok but it’s everywhere now and it’s kind of telling of the narrative bias that movie planted in everyone’s heads that people are now looking back with a lens that’s colored to be against him from the outset without bothering to take into consideration context, critical thinking skills, or empathy. The narrative tells us that he’s just bad so let’s not look any further than that I guess.

Wasn’t gonna debate each of them but the more I think about it the more it’s gonna bug me until I do, so here comes the bitter canon police...

Number 10

1) Right from the off: “Loki and Thor have always had a love/hate relationship — though it gravitates more toward the ‘hate’ part.” Um... always? Because last I checked, despite their differences, they grew up as best friends. Their problems that we see onscreen span from 2011-2017, a measly 6 years compared to over a thousand years of life together. This is a blip on the radar, one that certainly doesn’t constitute leaning towards mainly hate for each other. Heck, even during this time period, they’re clearly shown to love each other. Loki definitely gets angry, but I wouldn’t say he outright “loathes” Thor, at least not in a way that diminishes the love he also has for him.

2) “As such, Loki has betrayed Thor and his adoptive family many times.” This is so wrong I barely have the energy to explain why. People love to give examples of all of Loki’s supposed betrayals and they pretty much all fall down under scrutiny. The only ones I can understand listing are lying to Thor about Odin being dead, along with his attempts to kill Thor at the climax of the first movie (this stuff was when he was waaay out of his right mind, btw — not that he’s not responsible for his actions, but context is still important when taking into account anything he does), and various things in Ragnarok that were out of character for him to do in the first place. Anything else, even if it’s bad, cannot be counted specifically as betrayals against his adoptive family, since things like coming to Earth weren’t about them. If only a couple of instances are able to qualify as betrayals, then no, he has not done this “many” times, no matter how much people like to push that idea.

3) “Of course, Thor often got the brunt of it.” I’ll let that one stand because Thor got a fair number of screams aimed at him, but honestly, I’d say the person most negatively affected by Loki’s actions tends to be Loki. Thor really didn’t get more than he could handle. And as much as I love him, he’s not innocent of dishing his own stuff onto Loki as well. Wording it this way makes it sound like he’s Loki’s abuse victim (when more than anything, they are both the victims of Odin’s awful parenting rather than each other).

4) “So, it’s basically a normal sibling relationship that they portrayed. Oh, and Loki is never apologetic about his violence against Thor — siblings through and through.” First of all when I see stuff like this I have deep concerns for other people’s relationships with their siblings and am reminded of how grateful I am for my sister, but secondly, I don’t get the impression that Asgardians do much apologizing overall. You don’t see Thor apologizing for violence against Loki either. Terrible habit, but it seems to be the culture they were raised in. Besides, I feel like dying for Thor multiple times is decent substitution. (And while it’s not totally clear what he was specifically referring to, it’s worth noting Loki did profusely tell Thor he was sorry on Svartalfheim.)

Number 9

1) Oh my word, I am tired of seeing this. That scene was filmed as a real death, and everyone from Tom Hiddleston to Kevin Feige continued to refer to it as such after the reshoots. I wouldn’t know where to find it right now but I know there’s a quote from Kevin about it being real and that it was only just non-fatal enough for him to survive it. The only place anyone ever says he faked it? In Ragnarok, which is already filled to the brim with retcons, and it’s said by Thor (or whoever that is in Ragnarok who took Thor’s face) who has no knowledge of what really happened, he just makes assumptions and accusations that Loki isn’t given the chance to refute. It. Was. Not. Fake.

2) “He was rather casual about it and didn’t care much about how the rest of his family would take the news.” Source? We don’t exactly get the time to see his feelings on the matter. Also, Thor is the only one who would have cared anyway. Frigga was killed and Odin wanted him dead.

Number 8

1) “One of the reasons why Loki faked his own death was to seize a great opportunity [...]” He must not be good at carrying out his own plans then, since he immediately genuinely tried to offer the throne to Thor. Thor turned it down. Was there still satisfaction from getting the chance to prove that he can be a king? Yeah, because he’s still never felt like he’s been able to prove himself as equal. The chance to prove people wrong about him, and especially the chance to prove his own worth to himself, is exciting, hence that grin at the end. He’s certainly not upset at that opportunity. But that only happened because Thor didn’t take him up on the offer.

2) “The worst part was that he cast a spell on Odin and exiled him in a retirement home on Earth.” The... the worst part? That he removed the man who would have killed Thor upon return and was willing to have all of Asgard and everyone in it destroyed? And still had the mercy to send him somewhere that he’d be safe and taken care of every single day? Uh... okay.

3) “For a time, Loki ruled the Asgardians in their process of recovery from the Dark Elves’ attack.” Yeah, exactly. Thanks for aiding my point. Even Ragnarok of all things, despite the issues I have with the way Loki was portrayed as king, still manages to prove this point by showing things on Asgard being peaceful and repaired.

Number 7

1) Mostly correct this time, but missing the context of why Loki is angry enough at Odin to want the Dark Elves to go after him. Without considering all of the lies and heartache Odin caused that sent Loki’s mind spiraling in the first place, let alone the fact that he left him to spend the next 4,000 years of his life in solitary (which is outright torture, and Loki knew it would be because he seemed to have no problem with the thought of being executed instead), it makes it sound like it was a purely petty betrayal rather than based in any reason. Loki does everything for a reason.

2) “One would think that Loki would’ve learned a lot from this but he kept on being his usual self after a short bout of guilt and anger in his cell.” First of all I think you greatly underestimate how long that’s gonna stick with Loki. Secondly, if by ‘kept on being his usual self’ you mean the immediately following scenes wherein he helps Thor go get revenge on the monsters that killed Frigga and ultimately dies to avenge her and save his brother’s life, then you forgot the actual events of canon again and also inadvertently complimented him by saying that’s normal for him.

EDIT: You know how you can watch something a thousand times and somehow it takes that thousandth time to catch something? Yeah. Anyway, Loki directed Kurse to Asgard’s power plant so he could turn the shield off. THAT is what he was directing him towards, it was to let the Elves in to get to Odin. He didn’t even unknowingly lead Kurse to Frigga, Kurse just went where Malekith was, and Malekith found Frigga because she was guarding the Stone. Kurse would have killed her anyway, Loki’s actions had no bearing on that. Hold him responsible for getting the shield shut down and letting more Elves in (while still referring to point 1 for why), but Frigga’s death never had anything to do with him because Kurse got out anyway. Loki just doesn’t know that. But a character blaming themselves doesn’t mean they’re right.

Number 6

1) Another thing I wish would stop cropping up in all discussions of Loki. Stealing the Tesseract isn’t his ~thing~. I’m annoyed with this one just on principle lol.

2) “Throughout all the MCU movies, Loki has stolen the Tesseract at least thrice, each in three different movies. He just doesn’t know when to give up.” None of those times were just for the lolz like people say. In Avengers he had to get it for Thanos to save his life. In Ragnarok, what the heck was he supposed to do, leave an Infinity Stone floating around in space for anyone to get? It’s not like it would have been destroyed with Asgard. Better to take it and keep it safe. And in Endgame, while I felt that was starting to lean too much into ‘haha I love taking the Tesseract’ territory, it was to get away from the imprisonment and possible death that would have been waiting for him in either SHIELD or Asgardian custody. Loki does everything for a reason.

Number 5

1) “[...] he immediately embraced his evil tendencies.” ROFL I’m sorry but the idea of THIS kid having had prior evil tendencies is actually hilarious.

2) “[...] killing countless innocents on Earth [...]” In canon, there were 74 fatalities in the Battle of New York, which were caused by the Chitauri that Thanos sent rather than directly by Loki. Loki’s personal kill count on Earth can be listed on one hand — literally, it’s something like 5 confirmed onscreen deaths by his hand, with several other unconfirmed ones because we just see him attack but not how badly people got hit. The 80 people that Natasha mentions were the SHIELD agents that went down with the base in the beginning, which wasn’t Loki’s doing, outside of the few guards he killed when he got there. That was pretty easy to count.

3) “[...] and probably other planets as well.” Supposition. Not even the slightest bit of hinting of that in canon. Next.

4) Loki himself was being tortured and under extreme emotional duress and mental manipulation during this movie. Not that he’s automatically 100% absolved of responsibilities, because he did make choices of his own, but again - CONTEXT. This was a fight for his life. He was not well, physically, mentally, or emotionally. There is almost nothing he did in this movie that he would do under normal circumstances in his right mind.

5) “In addition to that, he also put his homeworld of Asgard in constant danger. Odin’s words about Loki being followed by death and destruction wherever he goes definitely rang true.” If you’re referring to the first movie when he lets the Jotuns in, both instances of that were planned in such a way that no Asgardians were supposed to be in danger; he couldn’t have known the guards to the vault wouldn’t be able to take them (and that first plan was intended to protect Asgard from a young and arrogant Thor’s reign; another of few instances that can count as betrayal, but done with reason), and the second time he brought them in was specifically to kill them because, with the combination of his unstable mind and the kind of things Odin praises, he thought it would finally gain him approval from his father (and he was raised with no regard for Jotun lives therefore he didn’t even grasp that it was wrong). That’s the only time Asgard was even slightly jeopardized by Loki. In every single other instance, he is pretty darn devoted to protecting Asgard. Time and again. Odin’s words are a load of crap. Loki has only been surrounded by things like that in the last couple of years, when out of his right mind or coerced or both. This is not something that has always been, and it’s certainly hypocritical for Odin of all people to be making accusations like that when he and his favorite son have done worse things. Heck, Thor’s body count on Jotunheim in the very beginning is on its own a larger number than Loki’s body count in the entire MCU, all for being called a princess. Many of the heroes in the franchise have worse — even significantly worse — body counts than Loki.

Number 4

1) Tortured and controlled by Thanos. Next.

2) “[...] the culmination of all of Loki’s plans ever since he left Asgard to become a villain.” For one thing I love how this makes it sound like he made the conscious decision to run away and be a villain lol, but I just... you remember how he left Asgard, right? When he made a suicide attempt by falling into the void that he could not possibly think he would survive through? He didn’t exactly have future plans in mind. He was trying to die.

3) Now you’re only assuming people died? I thought it was countless?

Number 3

1) This wasn’t a takeover of Asgard. Frigga, who knew that he’s a Frost Giant, appointed him as regent for the time being. What he did with the power is what’s questionable, but the way he got it was completely legit. There was no scheming — he didn’t even want it at first. The thought of proving himself got to his head but he didn’t take the throne purposely nor was it illegally, or done in deception or under false pretenses.

2) While the things he did were wrong, it was not technically a betrayal of Odin or Asgard. He did what he did precisely because it was the sort of thing his father and his people would usually see as heroic. If you wanna call it a betrayal of Asgard for taking the risk of having Jotuns there, I guess, but not of Odin, and it was not done maliciously towards them. The ones who actually suffered for this were the Jotuns.

3) “[...] quickly transformed into one of Asgard’s most dangerous enemies.” He transformed into Odin’s enemy. If he were an enemy of Asgard he wouldn’t have spent his years on the throne protecting it.

Number 2

1) This one is mostly fair and I consider this to be the worst thing Loki’s done. However, this is hardly about shamelessness. This (and seemingly all of the article) is written in the assumption that his actions were done in his right mind. Again: he was in the middle of a mental breakdown. That doesn’t exonerate him but it’s sure as heck important context.

Number 1

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1) “[...] betraying the whole universe just because you can is pure evil.” Yeah, it would be. Good thing for Loki then that that’s not what he did.

2) “Loki consciously served Thanos with the initial goal of becoming ‘king’ of the Earth.” Loki was consciously fighting to stay alive because disobedience and failure would mean unimaginable horrors.

Working with Thanos is NOT something he would do just because. As far as wanting to be king of Earth goes, Thanos canonically messed with Loki’s head. He made him think that was what he wanted, just like he dug into his mind to make him angrier at Thor. Thor himself, who has known Loki their entire lives, noted that his behavior and goals were uncharacteristic of him.

3) “It seems like Loki got his just desserts on that front.” Gotta say, I’m genuinely a little horrified when I see people say that Loki deserved that death. No one deserves to have their windpipe crushed and neck snapped brutally by their abuser. That was the most gratuitously graphic character death I’ve ever seen. Even if you think he wasn’t tortured by him before and willingly joined forces with him, he still wouldn’t deserve that fate. It’s too morbid for anybody. ‘Just desserts’ is supposed to be about justice. There’s no carrying out of justice here. It’s just senseless and cruel, and done to a man who had gotten out of the dark place in his life to start anew.

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That was longer than I ever intended to let myself get worked up over a dumb ScreenRant post but I feel better with that out of my system.

Here’s to fact-checking before making accusations that have no basis 🥂

#as usual i’m trying to stay in my lane keeping my negativity under the cut but just beware that if you click you will see bitterness #marvel #loki #marvel critical #ragnarok critical #tbh mostly article writers critical #i long for the day when people stop writing about things that they don’t know well enough while acting like they’re obviously right

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