#edit: hello???? he's trending now???

[luxiiien]

Chocolate dragon🐉

[arkhammaid]

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ DEFINITIONS OF MUSIC.

fandom. formula one

pairing. charles leclerc x professional pianist fem!reader (fc: none)

about. y/n y/l/n is one of the celebreties who has gone viral during lockdown. when she publishes her first album, she raises a few eyebrows with a featured artist

content warnings. social media au, not edited/proofread

notes. this is a very self-indulgent fic... so you all better love it or else 🫵

YOURUSERNAME AND 3 OTHERS

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yourusername and 3 others we're proud to announce the album DEFINITIONS. each of the 26 original composed pieces embrace the title itself, the feeling of these words. they're defined by our language and passion, a gift from us to you.

yourusername so happy our baby is finally out, thank you adrian, charles and jamie, for this partnership. i couldn't have done this without you!

hanszimmer This is music.

charles_leclerc And it's finally here! I had so much fun working on this, thank you @/yourusername for allowing me to be part of your project🥰

jamieduffyy absolutely incredible!! stream definitions now!!!

zendaya I'm sobbing over the whole alphabeth, who would've thought... this is 🤯🤯

user holyyyyy shittttttt

user 26 SONGS??? AND MOST OF THEM ARE OVER 4 MINS LONG WE'RE GETTING SPOILED FR

haileybieber listening this on repeat and still getting shivers, this is incredible work 💗

user the butterfly effect is so real here...

⤷ user if you told me i'd follow this one tiktoker because she went viral with her piano only to become a fan of men who drive in fancy circles...

⤷ user SO I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S NOW AN F1 FAN??

user sobbing over nepenthe on repeat

user CHARLES WITH LEMAN?? HELLO??? AND THEN ALSO PHILOCALY??? MY MAN STAND UP AND STOP WRITING LOVE LETTERS

⤷ user what.

⤷ user for the love of god, please look up what the words mean... charles really thought he was slick with this one

⤷ user oh my god.

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Y/N Y/L/N SHOCKS MUSIC WORLD WITH CLASSICAL ALBUM AND FEATURED ARTISTS! FIVE PIECES OF THE 26-PIECE ALBUM ARE IN THE INTERNATIONAL CHARTS. EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT 'DEFINITIONS'.

From Viral TikToker to Record Holder, Y/n brings Classical Music back in Trend.

By Sara Ristan | Published February 24, 2024

If you know anything about music, you know the current trends. Pop and Rap is what the current generation likes, with a few outliners. From the very beginning, Y/n seemed to be one of them as well. Her first release, 'A Sailor's Wish', has been trending along with 'Solas', by her fellow artist Jamie Duffy for many weeks.

Her other composed pieces never hit the same numbers, that was until she released a full album. 'Definitions' has 26 original composed pieces, mixed with piano and full orchestra. It's an album full of masterpieces, fully deserving the high praise it has been receiving the past few days.

Every piece in the Album is named after a rare word, each one of them beginning with a letter of the Alphabet. Most of them were composed by Y/n herself, her signature moves regognizable, if you're familiar with her music. If you wish to read a full analysis of the whole album, click here.

Notable, besides the mindblowing compositions, are also the featured artists. We have Adrian Berenguer, Charles Leclerc and Jamie Duffy- each of them well known in their niche. What has raised eyebrows however, is that unlike Adrian and Jamie, Charles himself. He's an athlete, a Formula One driver in fact and very well known. While his fans knew about his releases, singles and even an album with Sofiane Pamart, no one was prepared for the partnership with Y/n.

Especially the titles of the pieces, two of them speaking about love, one is even titled as 'Leman', which means lover. Are these two trying to give us hints?

Beside that, five of the 26 pieces are currently in the charts, having already gathered millions of streams within days. Absolutely mindblowing!

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CHARLES_LECLERC

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charles_leclerc P1 in Driver Championship Standings, P1 in International Charts, P1 in your heart... I love you, mon amour

yourusername ugh, ugly sobbing crying rn, no one talk to me

yourusername i love you too you sap

⤷ charles_leclerc Guilty hehe

⤷ charles_leclerc Doesn't stop me from loving you, cherié

⤷ yourusername i never told you to stop

jamieduffy fucking finally

zendaya @/tomholland2013 why don't you write you love songs for me??

⤷ tomholland2013 you're the one who sings?

user WE WON!!! Y/N NATION WE FUCKING WON

user if you squint you can see me fucking dead BECAUSE WTF IS THIS THEYRE ACTUALLY TOGETHER I CAN NOT IM DEAD OH MYGOOODDDDDD

⤷ user lmao felt

user now we know how charles even agreed to y/n asking for a collab... he has always been down bad for her

⤷ yourusername you're so right

⤷ user OH MY GOD???

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ARKHAM MAID 2024

[luvring]

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeyFC7mc/ this but with keiji 🫣

(link :3) Stop. i literally have a multi-chara plan in a doc for this rn. STOPP MY KEIJI :((

a little suggestive, gn!reader

keiji didn't have a bad day, and when he's expected to join four different meetings in the next couple of weeks, alongside editing longer chapters than usual in time for this week's publication, not having a bad day is all he can really ask for.

though, maybe there's one thing, one privilege he'll always ask for at the end of the day to make it a little better.

"keiji!"

your voice rings clear as you jog to meet him at the entrance, slippers loud against the wooden floor. he hangs up his jacket just in time for you to grab his hands with a grin— "c'mere, i need you for a minute."

his lips form a half-smile, even as he furrows his brows while you pull him into the living room. "no 'hello'? no 'how was your day?'"

you turn to look over your shoulder. "hi, baby, how was your day?"

"it was okay, could've been better. thanks for asking. how was yours?"

"mm, could've been better, too. but i'm gonna make your day right now, sit down."

and he does, of course; he lets his bag fall off his shoulder and land on the rug, untucks his shirt and pushes up his glasses that have fallen down the slope of his nose. all the while, you take a seat beside him, close enough that your thighs touch, and balance your phone on the coffee table against the books that keiji thrifted a week ago.

he makes sure he isn't staring at you when you finally turn the camera on.

"wanna record a video with me?"

"people usually ask that before setting up the camera," he points out, "but, yeah, okay. do i have to do anything?"

"no, well, yes, but it isn't hard or anything. i'll explain when i hit record."

and before he can ask if this is another prank trend, you've started recording with a smile on your face.

"hi, guys! so, i saw this trend going around, and i wanted to try it out."

keiji narrows his eyes.

"basically, i have my husband here, say hi, keiji."

"hello- wait—"

"and he's going to list off his favourite colognes, and i'm gonna rank them!" you turn to face him, feigning innocence you know you don't hold. "go ahead, babe."

it's obvious what's going on, what this video is really supposed to be. he knows, and yet he can't stop from looping that word in his head again—

husband.

husband?

his eyes flicker down to your ring finger, then back up to your eyes.

keiji thinks he's stopped breathing.

he has stopped, actually—he's doing it manually, telling his brain to let out the carbon dioxide in his lungs for oxygen.

in,

husband-

out,

husband-

in-

would you like him as your husband?

out-

it's a push and pull, and when he thinks he can manage to say something, a "seriously?" or "well, the one i bought recently has a vanilla note that i've been enjoying," you make eye contact with him through the screen. again—

"c'mon, husband."

his head drops to your shoulder, and he pouts at the immediate laughter that follows.

"what's wrong, keiji?"

arms wrap around you, a hand finding its way to rest on your hip. "stop."

"stop what?"

"i hate you."

"you hate me? guys, my husband hates me, can you believe that?"

"oh my god."

keiji burrows his face into the crook of your neck, and you yelp as he nips at your skin— "keiji!"

your voice makes him pull you closer, hide a little longer, because despite everything, he knows he has a stupid, lovesick grin on his face, and that's something he wants only you to see.

so it's only after you reach to stop the video (with no help from your boyfriend that continues to cling onto you) that keiji finally looks at you, his cheeks flushed pink as he smiles.

then his fingers climb up to your waist, his skin warm against yours under your shirt, and it's your turn to be shocked this time,

"what are you—"

heat travels up your neck as his eyes look down at your lips, and he asks, "can i try to make your day better too?"

[vikkirosko]

hello, i would like a oneshot where fizzarolli and her femela s/o do the tiktok lipstick kiss trend.

🎪 Fizzarolli x fem!Reader Oneshot Lipstick kiss 💟

"Let's repeat one trend from the Internet"

Fizzarolli looked at you curiously. You looked inspired, find some video from the Internet, and now you wanted to make such a video yourself.

"Do you have to dance there?"

"No, all you have to do at first is sit quietly, and then when I turn on the recording, you will need to swipe your finger next to my lower lip"

Fizz shrugged his shoulders, not seeing anything difficult in this. He was wondering exactly what this trend was, but you clearly weren't going to show him in advance. You took out your cherry-colored lip gloss, which you didn't use very often, and put it on your lips, after which you looked at Fizzarolli with a serious expression on your face.

"What?"

You didn't answer his question. Instead, you moved closer to him and started kissing his face, leaving traces of your lip gloss. After the first kiss, his lips stretched into a smile. After the second one, he let out a giggle. You kissed him, leaving marks on his face, and he couldn't help but smile. The color of your lip gloss contrasted strongly with the color of his makeup, and you were obviously pleased with it. Your lip gloss was slightly smudged, but it didn't bother you. You turned on the camera and with a calm expression on your face began to put on your lips again. He noticed that you seemed to have deliberately gone a little beyond the contour of your lips. Now Fizz understood why you mentioned that he should run his finger near the corner of your lips. When he did, you turned the camera to his face, filming his face, with traces of your kisses. When you turned off the recording, you smiled contentedly. Fizzarolli was interested to know what would happen after you edited the video, but he liked such trends.

"If you decide to record something else like that, I'll be happy to help."

You laughed.

"Just tell me you want more of my kisses."

Fizz didn't respond to that, instead he pulled you towards him, kissing you. He really liked such trends.

[lovingmidnight]

runway angel

summary: in which your dream company reaches out to work with you, as jude supports you in the crowd.

authors note: I know VS stopped its shows a long time ago but this idea popped in my head and I couldn't come up with any other brands 😭 so yeah some shit might be wrong but how the fuck would I know, I've never been offered a job 💀

it was a sunday evening. you were laying on the couch with judes head on your chest and his torso between your legs. you guys spent the whole evening watching Marvel movies that you almost forgot about Monday snooping around the corner. while Judes eyes almost falling asleep, a vibration shook him awake as my phone was resting on his back.

"babe..." he says, shaking awake to tell me about an incoming call while handing me my phone.

he sat straight as he waited me to take the call, worried of why someone would be calling me at such hour, 2 am on a Sunday.

"Hello, miss y/l/n, we're reaching out to offer you a contract for Victoria's Secret. details emailed to your address and sorry for the disturbance. goodnight from the management company dear y/n."

"oh my gosh-" I move the phone away from my face as I gap my mouth open to judes curious face, soon before taking a breath and answering professionally.

"thank you. will be notifying you. goodnight." I say calmly, processing what just happened just before screaming on the top of my lungs

"What?? who was it??"

I cover my mouth in awe, pulling jude in to hug

"you're scaring me y/n- what happened??"

he says with a tone of laughter in his voice, realizing by my voice it was good news.

"VICTORIA'S FUCKING SECRET" I laugh pulling away to see his face.

jude mouthed out "oh shit" as I grabbed him again, almost falling to tears.

"I'm modeling for Victoria fucking secret." I laughed with tears building upon my eyes.

"I'm so proud of you darling" he kissed the top of my head, holding me tight.

"I'm gonna shit myself jude-" I giggle through my cry

"calm down darling" he chuckled before grabbing my shoulders and pulling me in front to get a look on my face

"when is the show? I'll be there no matter the schedules I have" he smiled

"No way!! you will??" I gasped excitedly, knowing how busy his schedule was, it meant a lot that he was willing to make time for me

"mhm." he nodded, kissing my cheek

wed. 21:03. show night.

they began to touch my makeup up, one person curling my hair, another fixing my eyeliner, another one putting on lipstick as the other rubbed body glitter on my arms.

my outfit was truly the most beautiful thing I've ever worn, let alone seen. black lingerie, mesh tights, real diamond necklace with gorgeous black gloves and last but not least, huge black wings.

"you look gorgeous miss. y/l/n." the stylist smiled at me warmly as I walked up to the curtains, waiting for my name to be called.

"next up: miss. y/n y/l/n". the small tv screen lit up as I took a deep breath and walked outside to the stage.

I strut to the stage, smiling with awe and feeling surreal that this was truly happening. I eyed the audience trying to see him, and there he was. standing up in the crowd, clapping as his eyes told something no words could. he looked like a proud mother which made me smile even more. his eyes met mine and it felt like the first time it did, when we were tense and awkward at first, him getting red everytime our eyes locked. now it felt like it was a part of me, to feel welcome in his eyes.

as I glanced over him, I winked which made him smirk and look down.

the fans saw this interaction which caused our names trending on Twitter, and dozens of edits swarming the internet.

[the-travelling-witch]

hi hello i am here to annoy u with streamer!kazuha hcs for the anemo hcs

when both of you are far away from each other, streamer!kazuha who has it somehow set up (dont ask me the logic) so that whenever you make a donation it’s unique from the others. he has a beaming smile when he hears the familiar ding!

“welcome back [name],” as he gives you a quick summary. half of the chat internally facepalms at how lovestruck he looks right now, and half of the chat spam “me and who” and crying emojis

no you hit a nerve with that; why do i love modern au genshin so much? if it’s not piercer!character, it’s streamer/ gamer!character, bro i’m so weak for that >///<

you just know that his lovesick expression and excited voice trend the next day; there’s a ton of clips, edits and even fanart cursing through the net, as always when you feature on his streams in any way, shape or form; by now even chat reacts to your personalised notification

but nothing compares to the first time you appeared on his live, which was also the time you accidentally walked into the room while he was streaming

even though you weren’t visible to them, chat flipped their shit at kazuha’s sunshine expression when he partly took off his headset and gratefully accepted the snacks and drinks from you

ever since that incident chat made it their mission to find out who this elusive mystery person was; the wildest speculations were flying around and kazuha and you had a blast reading through the conspiracies; but you also had an extensive talk about you showing yourself to his fans

eventually you agreed to make an appearance and to say his mods had the most stressful day of their lives when he pulled you into his lap in front of thousands of people was an understatement; the chat was going absolutely crazy, flooded with questions and thirsts; people didn’t know who to be jealous of, honestly

fortunately, kazuha’s community was very accepting (the community takes after the streamer in this case) and relished in the way their favourite streamer’s face lit up every time you were close; that is how countless kazuha x y/n stan accounts came into be they go feral over every bit of affection shown

although, kazuha thinks he has to seriously sit down with chat again when they get more excited about you coming on stream and start rooting for you when you play against each other, hehe~

[⇢ ˗ˏˋ｡˚ anemo hours ☾ . ೃ˚⋆࿐]

[urstruly-ghst]

Hey 👋 I wanted to request a scenario involving the twisted wonderland first years (ace, deuce, Epel, jack, and sebek). I thought of how they would react to an MC that bought them a gift with what little savings they managed to make. Crowley is barely helping them with a few necessities, yet the MC wants to show their gratitude to their friends.

note : i disappeared because of my college's final exam: writing a novel! however, i am back bby! uploading another one by tomorrow, answering some chats too ^^

cw: platonic relations !

ace trappola 

In his shoes, money is something he can somehow balance. Ace had a reasonably stable financial life, and his comfort in money sheltered him in his dorm. He didn’t care about how his money would sometimes fluctuate due to his impulsiveness in buying certain things. The cherry pies, the shoes, the random expensive things he thought were interesting, and some new trends. 

Ace never denied being spoiled; while he gets mad if some do, free stuff is free! Getting sparkly and new gifts was the norm for him due to his status as the youngest. So, he was not that surprised when you offered this one present. It was small and light, yet Ace held it close to his heart (not that he would tell you)

Yet, there was a hunch forming when he noticed your lacking luster. Less food on your plate and your lack of extra items in the house made Ace curious. What was with the sudden lack of something you usually had in stock? 

It wasn’t until long after your allowance ran out when Ace found out you spent a reasonable amount for him. Flattered as he is, he found this unacceptable! As your closest friend, he gave a big scolding! The scolding lasted a few minutes, it was mindless rambling, and you nodded alongside Ace. 

Ace smiled softly (this is a rare instance!) as he gave you a light shove. It was a shove to tell you to stop putting his wants above your needs. Being your friend was more than enough, as cheesy as it sounds, because you bring more joy than this shiny thing you gave. Well, maybe not much. Ace loved the gift.

“You’re dumb. No! I loved the gift. I mean, hello? A free limited edition card plus cherry pie?! Sign me up. But, yo, I need you to earn money. My family makes ends meet, and I am better than you. No harsh feelings… But you’re broke, so keep some savings, m’kay?”

deuce spade

Deuce grew up in a tight-budget household, and his dear mother carefully budgeted everything in his house. Due to this, he wasn’t as spoiled as many kids his age. He didn’t get shiny toys. His clothes were sometimes torn and had to be patched up from his fights. Admittedly, some might have been stolen when he was a juvenile delinquent wanting to get something new.

Deuce now gets some excellent gifts with a pricey tag when the holidays roll in. Deuce is never the one to deny a gift that he can use and keep for a long time. Any donation is something Deuce Spade treasures and hides to keep it safe! So, rest assured your hard-earned gift for him is appreciated thoroughly. 

He can see or sense something quite late when it comes to certain things. After a few weeks, Deuce can see something wrong. While he is busy and more occupied with other things, the way your grocery trips seem to stop or lessen makes him observant of your nature.

After some questioning with others and Sam, he was shell-shocked. Never had he expected the effort put into a person like him. It made him happy but, at the same time, upset. Learning that you sacrificed what little money you had for a want made him remember the times he was a kid and he begged his mother or grandmother for a toy. It was akin to a feeling of guilt and thankfulness. 

It made him very appreciative of you even more. A friend never goes as far as to sacrifice something just for him. It usually just ends in favors. For this event, Deuce dubs you an exceptional friend, which means he would offer more favors than usual and might pay attention to your budget too. After all, you did a lot for him.

“I appreciate this so much, Perfect! However, this gift is costly. I overlooked that. I promise you! I am in debt, and you get more favors from me now! By the way, if you need more help with the budget, I have some experience!”

jack howl

Jack is a very modest person who grew up in a very stable and well-disciplined environment. Money isn’t an issue, and his wants are always on the back of his head. So, gifts are something he isn’t that used to wanting. Discipline was evident in his character beyond his physical appearance. 

Every gift received is something Jack would make sure that isn't causing someone in trouble for financial terms and that it is safely used. So, when he received a trinket that suited his tastes from you, he made sure to keep it In excellent condition. One, it was a showcase of his appreciation. Two, he hates wasting someone’s gifts due to his recklessness.

Though, Jack had some suspicions about the fact your healthy meals and tuna supply had dwindled. Was the headmaster not giving enough as usual? He swore you had some excellent earned money from your errands that seemed ridiculous. When he later found the reason was the gift, Jack’s ears drooped as guilt washed over his being.

While the gift was something Jack truly liked, he was guilty that he indulged before realizing that you don’t have enough resources or money for himself. You smiled and waved off his concern, saying that his appreciation and respect were enough. That wasn’t sitting right with Jack. 

He always made sure to compensate you for your gifts with his gifts to you. Jack makes gifts rather than spending. After all, he knows you would try to pay with more money-oriented gifts. So, while you both enjoyed exchanging meaningful gifts, Jack reminds you that those are more important than the monetary ones. It feels more significant, he quotes. 

“So, I got you some diet foods. It is good, I trust you. While I know Grim won’t like diet foods in your dorm, this is a tasty and tuna-flavored alternative to the canned tunas. I heard some of the prices increased, so this is cheaper and as tasty… Yeah.. Uh... No need to pay me back!”

epel felmier 

Soot and dirt always covered and smeared Epel's adoring face. He knew hardships and trials as quickly as he knew how to breathe. Gifts are something he gets on occasion. Not once did he seek out a token extensively. Meemaw was always telling him lessons and morality of appreciation and not being this little brat.

Call him prudish, but he hated gifts. The gifts of throwaway trinkets, cards that rot in a box, and flowers that decay to the earth. He hated it. But not in the way of pure hatred, just a big chunk of annoyance. He loves gifts that are unique, usable, and practical. So, giving him something he could use was a dealbreaker.

However, as grateful as he is, Epel is skeptical. The tuna and apple pies he used to see stocked up are now usually eaten in succession. You had some indulgences, like extra snacks, were suddenly put on hold. Initially, he thought of this instance as you being frugal as that Headmaster won’t give you enough. 

He felt immense guilt when he discovered that your newfound frugal lifestyle was because of the thoughtful gift on his bedside table. It was a gift he adored from you; it was compact, functional, and elegant enough to pass Pomefiore’s requirement for decorum. 

In return, Epel made himself your servant for other tasks that the Headmaster gave. Be it the weird cleaning spots or running across the field for a product you probably never heard of, he was familiar with. Epel even wanted to give back the gift so you could get your money back, but Rook smacked his head and declared how rude it was to return a gift even if the intent was  Sighing; Epel just compromises for the both of you.

“Yo, Prefect. Uh… Got any more weird tasks that Headmaster needs ya to do? I’m up for it. Look, don’t give me that face. I wanna help; you gave me a surprise. I’m just returning the favor, ‘kay?”

sebek zigvolt

Like Jack, Sebek is disciplined in many aspects beyond his physique. He grew up with the mindset that he must serve Malleus and that Malleus was the utmost priority in life. He only came to know the wants of his young master or anyone close to his young master. So, gifts or his wishes don’t cross his mind.

That isn’t to say he has some longing for some matters; after all, he was still a young student branching out to discover new sides of himself. Ever since he stepped into NRC, he has known that not everything would be the same. Sebek turned out to be right as you also entered his life, making him more human than he was in his entire life.  He soon found out he sometimes yearns to hang out with friends; he likes to indulge in foods that were restricted from his diet as a trainee for a knight, and many more.

So, to indulge him a bit more, you bought him a gift. The gift is something that he was so fond of. It was up to his tastes and relatively hard to find, but it also was something from you– a friend he longed to bring out more humanity in him. Yet, from the get-go, Sebek can tell that something is wrong after you give him a gift. As your certified friend (and a bit of a mother hen), he can see your meals lessening and some of your necessities disappearing. 

Scolds you relentlessly, spouting out anything from “you’re young master’s friend, are you trying to hurt him?!” to “are you insane, human?!”. Honestly, it does wear him and you down to a degree over his thunderous voice, but you nonetheless appreciate those words. You sheepishly tell him that the gift was a thank you and reminder of how he is your friend. A privilege that you deem is of the highest degree. 

Sebek just rolls his eyes and consults with others on how he can repay a gift; after all, he only knows how to give. Lilia primarily consulted him; after all, Lilia holds a dear spot for Sebek. Lilia always nudges the lad to enjoy his youth more. Back to the topic, Lilia does encourage Sebek to show appreciation and give a gift too! It could be more practical than a sentimental one due to your current conditions (if only he could shout at the Headmaster as you do)!

“Human! I mean… Prefect! This gift holds a… forget it! I brought you a gift too! Alongside some essentials. I didn’t expect this gesture from you after all my yelling. You really are a handful. Lilia says you might like this… but I was hesitant to– JUST TAKE IT!”

[leeyanyanyaaan]

HEARTSTEEL Vocal Headcanons

13 / 11 / 2023

*gasp* wow look whos using capital letters LOL. am too lazy to edit the whole headcanons that i wrote in notes. anyways, hello fellow heartbeats :D heartsteel's been absolutely taking over my brain so i would like to share some headcanons i came up with hehe. these are just general headcanons of what i think their vocal dynamic in their work is, but starting from tomorrow i'll be posting a headcanon series of the band x reader so i hope you look forward to that ^-^

When I look at HEARTSTEEL, they make me think that they'd be a group like Stray Kids - equally strong in singing and rapping, making songs their own and making their own songs. They generally have liberty/self-authority over how their group works, not following trends and conventions and doing things their own way.

Kayn would have a really nice, powerful voice, though with a slight rasp? Obviously something higher than Rhaast's but not too high (sorry Cal :"))

I do know that Rhaast is supposed to be his stage persona (and I can also see the headcanon that he sold his soul to the devil to be a better performer), but I'd totally love it if Kayn would perform as himself too AND for him to sing ALONGSIDE Rhaast! To be honest, in my fanscripts, I already consider Rhaast a seperate vocalist from Kayn.

He can do things like belting and mixed voice! 

From the Youtaite/Cover community, I headcanon for Kayn to be voiced by Kuraiinu and/or Jonathan Young

Ughh beautiful strong vocals for Ezreal 😩🤌✨️ I can also see him being versatile with soft vocals and sub-rap too. 

Anyways, he's one of the main vocalists definitely. Is also very likely the visual of the group XD 

I imagine he also has the longest singing training of the group, so he knows his harmonies and can do some nice riffs for vocal adlibs. 

Youtaite/Cover voice headcanon for Ezreal would be Aruvn and/or Johnny 

K'Sante!! Also a big versatile!! 

I can see soooo much potential for this man but he's so undershadowed in the group 😭💔 

Is just as vocally talented as Ezreal and can also take vocal adlibs, harmonies and softer vocals too, like tobi lou did in PARANOIA, but I would like to think his main vocals is more on the rich, deeper side, something closer to his character voice

While I did say Ezreal can do adlibs and harmonies, I'd like to think that K'Sante CARRIES them while Ez does the main vocals (if he's gonna be the main vocalist that shines in chorus, let my man K'Sante have his own way of shining too please Riot), like pleaseee I can imagine that he can harmonize so well and have very very nice riffs and adlibs 💕

Yes he can also rap so he can take sub-rap roles too

Youtaite/Cover voice headcanon for K'Sante would be Tre Watson!

Ahh out of all of the featured artists, my favorite is definitely ØZI 😊 idk his voice has me twirling my hair AHAHNSJABZNSNS

So like, when you think about it, there's a difference between vocalists in the East in the West, or at least from my listening experience. In East Asia, it's either you have a higher pitched (this is pretty much always the case for females) or lower pitched vocalist, no in between (but they have scarily huge vocal ranges 💀💀), and they have a particularly light timber, whereas I find that the West has more richer, deeper toned vocalists? It's hard to describe, but it's why a vocalist like Lily from NMIXX stands out so much in terms of vocal performance for me because they sound more like the Western vocalists. 

Now, I would say that ØZI (and I would like to throw in Bang Chan as well) are like 75% leaning more towards Western.. or at least for ØZI's rapping vocals because I haven't heard his singing XD but like it's kinda like by the second listen through I kinda thought "wait, is Sett's vocalist Asian?" Like, it was *nearly* there but not quite 

ANYWAYS. YOU CAN IGNORE ALL THAT CAUSE I WAS JUST RAMBLING.

Now onto ACTUAL Sett vocal headcanons!

Yeah definitely gonna be a main rapper alongside Kayn, but I like to think he has a strong and stable singing voice too! I do think that ØZI did some of the adlibs in PARANOIA too? Not 100% sure.

Hmm but yeah, while Sett would be mainly be a rapper, he's definitely got some solid vocal skills! 

For adlibs, he mainly does the chanting type ones since the other two main vocalists already got the melodic ones covered

Youtaite/Cover voice headcanon for Sett would be Will Stetson

Rapper: Kayn - Sett - K'Sante - Ezreal :Vocalist

Also vocal range/types!

Ezreal - Tenor to baritone

Sett - Tenor to baritone

Kayn - Tenor to baritone

K'Sante - Baritone to bass

Rhaast - Baritone to bass

Bonus: Yone - Baritone to bass and Aphelios used to be a tenor to baritone

On another note, my voice headcanons were all mainly based on the Master Andross cover vocalists, so if there's any other suggestions you got do feel free to add XD

and speaking of those covers let me shamelessly plug my audio edits I made for "HEARTSTEEL Covers" AHABDMNDMS

[thenewausten]

maybe something about streamer!reader accidentally revealing relationship with quackity? like flashing a lockscreen with a cute photo together or something?

Thanks for the request!

You accidentally revealing your relationship with Quackity HC's!

Imagine like, you were streaming and talking about your new phone you just bought. "This one is better than the other one, chat." You say, showing it to the camera. "It's bigger, tho. Look at this screen!" At the same time you're showing the screen, you receive a notification, turning on the screen and showing the wallpaper to your whole chat: a picture of you and your boyfriend, Quackity. It was a selfie of you two smiling to each other in a park, the blue sky behind you making everything more beautiful in the photo.

"Oops." You whisper, taking your phone off the camera and laughing."Uhm.., let's move on." You say, reading your chat with a lot of emojis and people freaking out.

You tried to continue the stream, but you were too nervous with the situation and chat couldn't stop talking about it, so you said: "Guys, give me some minutes and I'll be back."

Your boyfriend wasn't in your home right now, so you texted him.

You: can you come back? we need to talk

Alex 💞 💞: sure, I'm on the queue. what happened, amor?

You: I think it's better talking about it when you arrive

Alex 💞 💞: sure, hermosa. love you, bye ❤️

You: ilysm ❤️

You hear the front door open and Alex gets into your apartment. "Hey, I bought that mayonnaise you said you liked." You hear his voice as he approaches you. "What's wrong?" He asks as he looks to your face, you were about to cry. "Alex, I..." He puts the groceries on the table and sits next to you on the sofa. "Are you like this because of what happened on your stream?" He asks, looking at your face and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "How do you know?" You ask, surprised. "I have Twitter, babe. Our name's on the trending topics." You hide your face in your hands and Alex laughs. "It's okay, amor." He pulls you into a hug and kisses your hair. "It's okay, princess."

"Are you sure?" You ask. "Of course, sweetheart. I don't mind." He says and pulls your face up so you can look to his eyes. "I love you, Y/N." Alex gives you a peck on your lips and you smile. "I love you too, 'Lex. I have to come back, I didn't end the stream. They're waiting for me." He nods and then smile to you. "Can I be part of it?" He asks. "Sure, baby."

"C'mon, then." Your boyfriend take your hand so you both walk into your office. "Chat, I'm back. With a special guest, tho." You say as you appear in front of the camera and Alex appears after you with a smile on his face. "Hello, chat!" He says and sits next to you.

You both would laugh and answer questions, talking about how you both started dating <3

Lots of hugs, touches and looks in this stream and then lots of edits on TikTok of your moments :(

"We're going to end the stream here, guys. Thank you so much for the love and support, I see you on Monday!" You say and look at your boyfriend, smiling to him. "Do you want to say something, 'Lex?"

"Bye, chat!" He waves to chat and before you turn off the camera, he holds your face with one hand and kisses your lips.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy the writing! :)

Requests are open!

[onboardsorasora]

so does tennis!dan do the pornstache too?👀 questions that need answering

Oh Anon, it's like you know me. I've been trying to write the next part about the COTA outfit but it just wasn't doing what I wanted (plus work was killing me the last few days) but pornstache brought inspiration!

(It's late here so I'll edit and add links + upload to ao3 tomorrow)

Part 1 | Part 26 | Part 28

Part 27

Max walked out of the driver's briefing, chatting animatedly with Lando when the shorter man stopped suddenly in the middle of the paddock walkway.

There was a large crowd gathered down the way, they could see a few camera crews and fans in the bundle.

Don't get them wrong, Lando and Max were very ok with not being hounded for the last ten seconds but they couldn't help but be curious as to who it could be that was capturing everyone's attention so completely.

Then a pair of teenage girls squealed with each other and ran off and Max saw a very harassed and harried Blake walking on the fridges of the chaos.

"Oh no, what is he wearing now?" Max muttered, gaining Lando's curiosity. 

Max loved Daniel. Loved him with all his heart. Loved that he wore whatever he felt like, loved that he wasn't afraid to try new things. Upon seeing the crowd; Max knew that he was a silly silly man. 

When he asked his boyfriend to come with him to the triple header, Daniel had been ecstatic. Blake had groaned. But Blake always groaned, so Max didn't think anything of it. 

Maybe he should have. He eyed the oncoming crowd warily.

Daniel's grin had been way too wide when Max had asked him what time he was coming to the paddock and once again Max hadn't thought anything of it. 

That really was his mistake.

Because in Austin, Daniel had shown up to the paddock as a full blown cowboy– complete with horrendous beard and Texan accent. 

The crowd now made sense, they too had been waiting to see more of the spectacle. At least this time the crowd was smaller. Way smaller than Austin.

Max was eager to learn just what Daniel did to cause this tizzy. It truly couldn't be worse than Austin, those pants were amazingly tight and the RACE SERVICE belt had been cheeky. Max had taken him up on that offer after quali. 

"Hey Maxy!" Daniel's voice was happy and bright. He alighted the throng and Max took him in.

He bit his lip, Daniel looked amazing as usual. But there was something…slutty about this outfit even in its simplicity. There seemed to be a trend that Max was noticing; last week was the sleazy cowboy, and this week seemed to be the slutty boyfriend.

Because why else was Daniel grinning at him with a leer in his eyes. His beard was gone, trimmed down to a goatee from Monday morning. But now even that was missing and it was just a thick mustache that highlighted his boyfriend's handsome face.

His lips and teeth cradled a toothpick and Max couldn't keep himself from staring heavily. He was keenly aware of the cameras still trained on them, a fixture since their broadcasted kiss in Qatar. 

They'd been catapulted to some sort of super couple that people 'shipped'. Vicky tried to explain it to him but he didn't think it made any sense since they were already in a relationship. 

"Hello Daniel." Max smiled, Daniel grinned wider around the toothpick in his mouth. It seemed he went all in with his outfit and persona. Max couldn't be mad if he wanted to, not when Daniel looked so happy and sexy. Who knew a pornstashe did it for him?

He was ready to see how it looked when Daniel sucked his cock.

“Hey Lando.” Daniel greeted and Lando said something back. Max wasn't listening as he took in the rest of Daniel's outfit. The backwards cap showed a hint of curly locks, more than likely its purpose was to tame the unruly coils. It would look perfect on the floor of his driver's room as he ran his hands through Daniel's hair.

His grey T-shirt was familiar but the shorts were new. They looked silky…and we're just as short as Max preferred, the ship and lighthouse just visible as he walked. His quads bulging tantalizingly with every step he took.

Max knew he was staring but he couldn't help himself. Daniel looked good enough to eat and Max wanted to.

He was able to eventually guide them away, much to Blake’s happiness. He all but plopped himself in one of the chairs in the garage. Daniel followed Max up to his driver room where Max pressed their lips together hungrily before the door even shut properly. He felt the hairs of Daniel's mustache tickle his lips, almost tangling with the hair of his own blonde stache.

Max tipped Daniel's cap off and it fell with a soft clatter then he tangled his hand in the flattened curls on Daniel's head. His boyfriend smiled in their kiss, Max felt his chapped lips widen and he bit Daniel's plump bottom lip in response.

It didn't take much coaxing, hardly any at all, and Daniel was slipping to his knees and reaching for the button of Max's jeans. Max hissed in pleasure as Daniel swallowed his cock, he looked down with hazy blue eyes and ran his thumb lovingly against Daniel's top lip.

Yeah the pornstache was doing it for him.

[glimmeringtwilight]

Gilded Cage

Hello hello! The Pantalone/Reader piece, as promised. Not really edited because I'm too excited to post this one, and posting without proofreading seems to be a trend on this blog anyway fghhfjsdgehegr Part two can be found here.

Summary: Pantalone saves you from Dottore's clutches, but really you're just moving from one cage into another- and a gilded cage is a cage all the same.

Pairing(s): Pantalone/Reader, Dottore/Reader(previous)

Word Count: 1.2k

CW: Implied/referenced drugging(mild), kidnapping/captivity, body horror(brief), mild gore, mild dehumanization.

This isn’t the freedom you’d envisioned. It isn’t really freedom at all, actually, but looking back, Pantalone never promised you freedom.

Dottore was like a riptide: calm waters luring you in before dragging you out to sea. You were drowning. You were desperate. Pantalone offered you a lifeline.

“I can protect you from him, you know.” 

It was casual, an offer thrown in passing, spoken just low enough so your captor standing on the other side of the room wouldn’t hear. Gloved fingers clasped your shoulder, breath fanning over the nape of your neck. You could hear the smile in his voice. “I can save you.”

No, he never did mention freeing you, did he? 

But you were desperate, wanting to get away from the monster that made your shadow its home, from the constant prick of needles, the easy glide of scalpels across skin, the pervasive stench of bleach and copper. 

Pantalone helped secret you away from the doctor, masked servants guiding you into the snow under the cover of night, leading you from one cage into another. 

And what a gilded cage it was. Personally tailored outfits, lavish mansions, fine silks and dainty jewelry… opulence so sickly-sweet it made your teeth ache. A cage all the same. 

Your days are spent in freezing halls, kept atop the highest shelf like a prized doll; in the spotlight but always beyond reach. 

Pantalone treats you like a prized possession. It's impersonal and invasive at the same time. Every outfit you wear is handpicked by him, every meal prepared by chefs you never see; foods you could never afford and would never order regardless. 

He lives in exorbitance, too. Tables set for ten, seating only you and him on opposite ends, in a cold and empty dining hall. Sometimes you don't get that luxury, either, and he'll have you sit in his lap and let him feed you. Usually when he doesn't feel you're eating enough, or you're not eating what he wants you to eat from the dizzying selection of food placed on the table. 

Your outfits are much of the same: worn once and then never seen again. All of them tailored to fit you perfectly but undoubtedly still belonging to him, so that you can't escape his reach, whether he's in the room with you or not. 

He’s not like Dottore. He doesn’t sedate you, lay you down on a cold exam table and carve you open. He doesn’t have servants (or in Dottore’s case, often it was his clones) follow you like a shadow, and he certainly doesn’t do it himself. 

But he doesn’t need to. You don’t need the constant reminder of his presence in the breath fanning down your neck when the clothes you wear compliment his own, when the perfume you wear smells like him, when the constant weight of whatever hangs around your neck– be it a literal collar or a dazzling, lavish choker– reminds you of him. 

And when you're a little too unwilling, a little too ungrateful, Pantalone threatens to send you back. Back to Dottore, to constant experiments, to the poking and prodding and constant prying.

It's better here. Not much, not significantly, but the cold, dispassionate halls, the empty stares, the frigid hands that encircle your waist… It's better, you tell yourself, than him.

Dottore comes looking for you, sometimes. A servant might come barging into Pantalone’s office, not sparing you a glance, and you’ll be gently ushered to hide under the desk. Like now.

“You have a penchant for taking things that don’t belong to you.” 

“Oh? Is this about your misplaced pet? Terribly sorry, dear doctor, but I don’t-”

“Where are they?” You can practically see the wide-eyed murder in Dottore’s eyes, even when your only view is the wood grain of the desk and Pantalone’s crossed legs. You hear Dottore say your name, like one would call a pet. Your blood turns to ice.

He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t. He can’t. You repeat this to yourself like a mantra, trying to stave off the frost crawling through your veins, a heavy pit of dread pooling in your gut.

You remember the first nights you spent here, head fuzzy and painkillers buzzing through your system as servants dug out the trackers Dottore had placed in you and destroyed them in the hearth next to where you sleep. 

…They didn’t miss one, did they? They couldn’t have. Dottore would have dragged you back kicking and screaming by now if they did-

“I’m afraid I don’t know, doctor.” Pantalone’s bemused lilt cuts through your spiraling thoughts. 

“I know you have them.”

“Do you?” The space under the desk darkens as Pantalone leans forward, caging you in further under the desk. “Pray tell, what proof do you have?” 

When Dottore doesn’t respond for a tense beat, Pantalone continues, voice dripping saccharine poison, “You don’t have any, do you?” He leans back once more, light filtering into the cramped space once more, and you chance a peek up at him. His smile is condescending, but more strained than the ones he gives you, “Then, until you do… They aren’t here.” 

There’s a long stretch of silence that has you sweating despite the cold. You can hear Pantalone drumming his fingers slowly against the desk, the large grandfather clock ticking in the corner, the storm howling outside… 

It drags on for so long that the next time Dottore speaks, you startle. “Very well,” His voice is ice, colder than you’ve ever heard it, rivaling the uninhabitable wasteland beyond the tall, arching windows, “Keep them, then. While you can.” 

You hear clack of stiff boots against cold tile, and then he’s gone. 

Pantalone waits for several minutes more before scooting away from the desk, and you take your que to crawl into his lap as he beckons you up from the ground. You’re shivering, but admittedly less so from the cold than from the icy terror slowly pulling its claws from your skin. 

He doesn’t seem to care, though, just tucking you against his side as he always does whenever you complain about the cold while sat on his lap, his warmth as hollow of a comfort as everything else he does for you. 

But you prefer the cold. It’s easier to weather than the white-hot pain, fire lapping at your nerves, the constant synthetic warmth of clones or of Dottore himself. 

Pantalone wants to hollow you out so you’re just as empty as he is, desensitizing you to greed and avarice, taking everything you begrudgingly give and then taking more, more, more. Until there’s nothing left to take. Until you’re just as hollow as a porcelain doll, pristine and lifeless, sat in a glass cage; to be admired but never touched. Not by anyone but him, that is. 

Dottore wants to hollow you out to crawl inside you. He’d said as much himself, once, elbow-deep in your abdomen. The sight of your blood staining his shirt, of the bloodied tools, the red gleam of his eye– all seared into memory. You may have been numbed (thankfully), but you could still feel it: the dull sensation of pressure, of heat, of his hand pressing something (one of the trackers, you think), past your ribs. 

So you don’t resist when Pantalone grabs you by the jaw and guides you to face him. You close your eyes when cool lips press against your own, trying hard to block out the resurfacing memories of sterile rooms and sharp-toothed smiles. 

This is better, you tell yourself, and you try just as hard to believe it.  

[nightlytom]

in a universe where you doing the “seeing if my bf likes drama” trend on tom holland. (not edited)

genre: comedy; fluff

navigation. masterlist.

scrolling through tiktok you came around the second time you saw a video of girlfriends or sisters testing their man or brother how engaging their where on gossip.

you wanted to do the same thing on your boyfriend tom. while tom was getting ready for a boys out in the bathroom, you sat on your shared bed and brainstorm what to act on the phone.

“hello?” you answered the phone and looked to the bathroom. tom was doing his hair unbothered. let the act begin, you thought yourself before gasping loud.

“you’re lying!” you said to your phone and sit on your knees. tom’s head popped from the bathroom door. he was starting at you with wide eyes. toothpaste around his mouth, while his toothbrush was in his mouth. toothbrushing motions stopped.

“she said that?!” you shouted. tom was walking from the bathroom into your shared bedroom. toothbrush slowly taking from his mouth off. you stood up from your bed. walking to the center of the room.

“she really said that?!” you shouted once again and tom was walking up from behind you hold your arms. looked for a second at tom before shouting once again.

“no, you are kidding.. you are kidding right now. she told you that?!” you asked in disbelief. tom looked at you invested. “who did?” he asked, but you did not answer him. “babe, who’s that?”

you gasped again pushing tom to the side. “no, she didn’t!” you denied to your phone. “uhuh, she didn’t.” him repeating you. “she better did not. what did she do?!” tom asked and you just shoved him off. glaring at him before you went to the door and went downstairs to the living room. a curios tom behind you.

“what?” you asked and stopped in the middle of the stairs, tom right on your tracks. “are you okay?”

“is she okay?” tom asked too before you left the stairs completely and now standing in the middle of you shared living room.

“tell me!” you said. “no, tell us.. tell us!” tom scream- whispered at you, before wanting to grab your phone. you stopped him. you paused for a moment before covering the microphone from your phone and looking at him.

“babe, what are you doing still here? the boys are waiting.” you said to him and he shook his head. “no, no. i wanna know what happened to your friend. put her on speaker!” he answered you and you shook your head. hand lifting from the speakers.

“yeah, I’m still here.. what? girl! she said that too?!” you shout and turned you back at tom. he lifted his hands. eyes widening. mouthing words he could not see before he came face to face to you again. toms eyes where pleading for more information from you but your hand just flew up to your mouth about the next shocking thing. tom coping your actions.

“she didn’t said that too!” you repeated yourself before going with your hand through your hair. “nuhu, she did not! should we get over there?” tom asked and ignored him again. “does she need back up?” he asked again.

“how?.. how?.. what?.. how?!” you repeated yourself acting shocked. looking at tom he made some movements with his hands. “speaker. put her on speaker! speaker!!” hands still signing a phone putting on speaker.

“no! how!!” he screamed this time but hands covering fast his mouth when he realised he must be headed from your friend. you looked at him in shook. “sorry.”

“you are totally lost right now. okay, do i need to come over right now?”

“is this serious?” tom asked after hearing you wanting to go over. hand clutching yours. “i get the keys. should I get the keys?” he asked but you hushed him while he was looking for his keys.

“okay.. okay, I’m on my way.” this time you where looking at your things but tom stopped you. “no, we are. we are on our way. we. together!” you nod before ending the phone.

“we need to go.” you said before tom was looking for his keys again. “okay, i’ll get the keys.. i’ll get the keys. shit, where are the keys?” he panicked before running upstairs to the bedroom and taking the keys from a jacked he left them in.

“i have the keys!”he shouted through the house before running to you. “let’s go!” his hand on the doorknob before you stopped him.

“babe, what about the boys?”

“the boys can wait. this is more important. you can tell me what happened exactly on our way there. who was that on the phone. you didn’t put them on speaker.” shoes on and keys ready in his hand tom waited for you to get ready on.

“no, time for that, just put your slippers on.” you begin to laugh. a confused tom looking at you. “what? isn’t your friend waiting. let’s go, baby. need to be on first line, wanna now what happened.”

“it was a prank.” tears slipping from your eyes, a hand on your belly, laughing at your boyfriend.

“what?”

“it’s a prank. there is no drama. just wanted to see your reaction.”

“ow, you are mean. i was ready to ditch the boys for some tea.”

“i know and i’m sorry. i love you.”

“i love you too, idiot.”

the inspired tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMF456aNS/

[natsukishinomiyaswife]

Had to come to your inbox to show you this because in my head this seems very cathie coded, mostly the chorus 😭🤧

Like oblivious, maybe in denial Cater singing this to her??👀👀 Also a bit cringe I know but hey Austin and Ally was a very dear show to me when I was younger sksjskskk

Hello Mah! ☆

AHHHHHH!! THIS IS SO CATHIE CODED OH MY GOSH!!! ♡

I've never seen Austin and Ally before, so I didn't know about this song!

All I can think about is Cater writing this song for Ruthie back when he was in denial of his feelings, and he presents it to the Pop Music Club so they can perform it at their next show. He would be staring at Ruthie (who's at the front of the crowd) as he sings it ♡

So, here's a Cathie fic about it! Enjoy! ♡

(It ended up WAY longer than I thought it would be lol)

⋆ 𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓮: 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓐 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 ⋆

⋆ The Pop Music Club was sitting in their club room, eating snacks as they talked. They had a show coming up in a few weeks, and were debating on what to perform. There were certain songs they would always play, but this time they wanted to do something different, to really make the show stand out. Lilia suggested they try a new genre, while Kalim suggested they incorporate a new instrument. Cater didn't really have any suggestions, scrolling through Magicam for inspiration. While scrolling he comes across a new post from Ruthie, a picture of her pet hamster Raisin with his cheeks stuffed, a sunflower seed in his hands. In the post Ruthie coos about how cute he is, a smile coming to Cater's face as he likes it.

⋆ As he continues scrolling he comes across fan edits, dancing videos, comedy skits, memes. He was about to switch apps when he comes across a post, a girl gushing about how her partner wrote a song for her, as a surprise for her birthday. The post includes a short clip of them singing to her, the girl standing there in shock for a moment before looking like she could cry. In the comments everyone talked about how romantic it was, some saying how they wished they had a partner like that.

⋆ A sudden thought occurs to him, looking up from his phone and turning towards the others as he suggests, "Why don't we try writing our own songs?" Kalim and Lilia look to each other for a moment before agreeing, the two of them excited at the idea of writing their own song. After eating a few more snacks and talking for a little bit longer, they go their separate ways, each of them needing to have a song written for their next club meeting.

⋆ Cater stretched in his desk chair, sighing. He had been staring at his computer for a few hours now, a blank word document in front of him. He kept thinking and trying yet a song just wouldn't come to him, getting up from his chair. He grabs his phone and earbuds before moving to lay on his bed, needing a break. He scrolls through Magicam as he listens to music, liking and sharing certain posts. He sees a post from the bakery in the village near Night Raven, announcing new items they would be adding to their menu soon. One of the items is a dessert that seems to be trending right now, everyone talking about how good it is.

⋆ He smiles as his mind immediately goes to Ruthie, knowing how much she loves sweets. Without thinking he shares the post with her, sending another message right after that asking if she'd like to go with him when the bakery debuts their new desserts. It takes a few minutes before she responds, but her reaction was what he expected, telling him she would love to go with him and how excited she was to try the desserts. Her message had a mix of heart emojis throughout it, something she always did. Their was one particular heart emoji she seemed to use more than the others, Cater putting it next to her name in his phone. He did it because the heart emoji reminded him of her, that's all. There was no other reason. (At least, that's what he keeps telling himself)

⋆ It's a few days later when the bakery debuts their new desserts, Cater waking up early knowing how busy they will be. Ruthie was waiting for him outside campus, standing at the entrance gates. She was dressed more casually than usual, wearing a black long sleeved shirt tucked into a pink knee length skirt. She paired the outfit with the stockings and black Mary Janes she usually wore, her favorite headband on her head to match. Cater couldn't help but stare, thinking how good she looked. When she noticed him she ran over to him, thanking him again for inviting her. Cater wasn't paying attention as she continued to talk, eyes focused on her mouth. There was just something about that pink lip gloss she always wore that he was drawn to, tempting him. It makes him want to...

⋆ He shakes his head, stopping himself from continuing that thought. They make their way to the bakery, talking and laughing along the way. As they pass by a house Cater catches a glimpse of their reflection in the window, the sight almost making him stop. He never thought about how Ruthie holds onto his arm whenever they go somewhere, enjoying having her close. But seeing their reflection, how she holds onto his arm, looking up at him as they talk, he couldn't help but think...

We look like a couple

⋆ It doesn't help that others would mistake them as such, strangers calling Ruthie his girlfriend or his dorm mates telling him to enjoy his "date". Trey had even complimented his appearance that morning, asking him what he was dressed up for. They're wrong, Cater thinks. We're just friends. Yet, the idea of them being "just friends" hurt, Cater choosing not to linger on it.

⋆ There was already a line when they got to the bakery, having to wait around fifteen minutes before they could enter. Cater's attention was drawn to the dessert that was trending, ordering it to take a picture for his Magicam. Ruthie went to order one as well before Cater stopped her, reminding her that she could just eat his. She laughed, saying she forgot and thanking him. Once they got their dessert they went to sit outside, not wanting to stay in with how packed it was.

⋆ It was a nice day out, the table they chose giving them a nice view. Cater took the dessert out of it's container, setting it up so that it looked good. He used the natural lighting to help take his photo, immediately uploading it to Magicam. When he looked up from his phone he noticed Ruthie sitting across from him, eyeing the dessert eagerly. His heart raced as he told her he just needed to take one more photo before she could dig in, focusing on her rather than the dessert as he took it. As soon as he said she could eat it, she started digging in, making happy noises due to how good it was.

⋆ They stayed there for a while, Cater scrolling through his phone as Ruthie ate, talking and laughing in between. Whenever Cater saw a video or a meme he knew she would like, he would hold his phone out to her, watching as she tried not to choke on the dessert while laughing. Before they went their separate ways Cater gave her a hug, thanking her for coming with him. She hugged him back, telling him that she should be the one thanking him, considering he paid for the dessert. She promises him she'll treat him next time as they wave goodbye, Cater watching her go before heading back to Night Raven.

⋆ As soon as he got back to Heartslabyul Ace was there, a teasing grin on his face as he asked how his "date" went. Cater gave him a look, used to his behavior as he tells him it wasn't a date. After a moment he goes on, letting him know he had a good time, and that the dessert seems to be worth the hype. He heads to his room, running into Deuce along the way. He too asks how his "date" went, though his question seemed more genuine, Cater not having the heart to correct him. He breathes a sigh of relief once he's inside, immediately laying in his bed.

⋆ He did his best to relax, mind racing as he pulled up the picture he took of Ruthie earlier. It had turned out better than he thought, her eyes lit up as she looked at the dessert on the table. She looked almost like she was glowing with how the sun hit her face, her hands clapped together in excitement. She looked so happy, so cute. He had to resist the urge to make it his phone background, shaking his head. He sat his phone on his chest, holding his arm over his eyes. He just needed to calm down, everything would be alright. He and Ruthie were friends, they were only hanging out. They weren't dating, she wasn't his girlfriend, he wasn't...

He wasn't...

"I'm not in love with her" he mutters to himself, though his racing heart wants to prove him wrong.

⋆ It's in this moment that he realizes what he wants his song to be about, slowly getting up and moving to his desk. He writes what he's thinking, what he's feeling, using it as inspiration. After having to edit and rewrite it a few times he was finally happy with it, realizing how late it was when he checked his phone.

⋆ At their next club meeting Cater bursts into the club room, presenting the song he had written. Lilia gave him a knowing look as he read the lyrics, Kalim complimenting him on how good it was. After talking some more and discussing the songs Lilia and Kalim had written, they decided to perform the song Cater wrote, with him singing the lead vocals. As it got closer to their show date they began advertising it, posting on their socials and putting up flyers around campus. Ruthie even made a post on her Magicam about it, encouraging anyone would could to attend. She texted Cater the night before the show, telling him how excited she was, wishing them good luck. He tried not to think about how it made his heart skip a beat.

⋆ The night of their show the Pop Music Club was buzzing with excitement, a fairly large crowd coming to see them. As they went on stage Cater's eyes were drawn towards the front, right where Ruthie stood in the crowd. She waved at him, mouthing good luck as he gave her a small wave back. They did their usual introduction, playing some of the songs they were known for before playing the one Cater wrote near the end. He did his best to focus on different parts of the crowd as he sang, but he couldn't help how he would always go back to Ruthie, locking eyes with her more than once.

You're always on my mind I think about you all the time Um, no Let's not talk about it Drama, we can live without it Catch a wave if we're bored There's a clock we'll ignore Find a way around it Hey girl, I can tell there's something Even when you say it's nothing When you're playing with your hair Like you just don't care It's a tell you're bluffing Now please don't take this the wrong way I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love Well it's not a love song, not a love song I love the way you get me But correct me If I'm wrong This is not a love song, not a love song I love the things you do It's how you do the things you love The way you sing it, Put me through it I guess I always knew it (I always knew) I love the way you get me But correct me If I'm wrong This is not a love song (not a love song) Not a love song (I know it's not a love song)

Bonus scene:

⋆ After their show the boys headed backstage, ecstatic by how well their performance had gone. Lilia turns to Cater, a knowing smile on his face as he informs him, "You do realize that was a love song you wrote, don't you Cater?"

Cater stumbles for a moment, laughing awkwardly as he shakes his head. "It totally wasn't! I don't know where you got that idea from, Lilia!"

Lilia eyes shine with amusement at his response, asking, "Oh, really? Can I ask what the inspiration was for the song, then? Perhaps, you had someone in mind...?"

Cater was quiet after that, knowing his response wouldn't help his case. He couldn't say that he wrote the song thinking of Ruthie, after all. ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 ���𝓸𝓾! ♡

[yourlocalfriendlyhobbit]

i cant believe how immature some haters are... like wtf is your problem!?

some people commented on my edits that they ignored all the abuse, neglect, and mistreatment Spider went through because they want to hate him.... Others even said they giggled and/or laughed when he was getting tortured...

LIKE HELLO!?!?!?!?!?! YOU DID NOT JUST SAY YOU WERE HAPPY SEEING A KID GETTING TORTURED?!?!?!?!?!

THIS FANDOM IS FUCKING STUPID ISTMFG!

Come here, sit down.

Hating a character just because you "want" to hate them, while ignoring the character's trauma, doesnt make you cool and it is definitely not a trend or shit, it just show how simple minded you are.

And if you laugh at a character being hurt/tortured, i suggest you leave the fandom right now and that you work on yourself. see a therapist or something idc. because you do REALLY need help. you are just a pathetic excuse of a human...

[tpwkwriter]

‘Vougue darling’

———

- influencer!y/n doing her makeup for vogue and gets interrupted ☁️

———

“I’ll be quiet babyy” H whines begging to joined the girl in her video

“This is for vogue darling” she smiles plonking down her makeup bag into the sink.

“Stilllll”

“Jus’ wanna watch” he added, leaning his tall, muscular frame onto the door frame, y/n took one look at his pouty lips and tousled fluffed hair

“Fine” she murmured against his lips

“But you’ve got to let me get on” she continued pressing her lips to his.

The girl continues to lay out all the products she intends to use throughout the video and set up her camera on the windowsill of the bathroom window.

“Y’look pretty” he shyly implies

“Thank you baby” she blushes twirling in her light blue silk robe and pulling the white towel from her damp wavy hair

“I’m gonna start now okay, so get comfy”

He walks into the shared bathroom shutting the door behind him, pressed a kiss to his loves temple and sits on the closed toilet seat beside where she was standing.

“Hello everyone, it’s y/n y/l/n here,and um I’ve been nominated by vogue to show my makeup routine” she began

“And if you can’t tell already, I’m joined by my number one fan” she smiles motioning towards H

For most of the video H was absolutely in a trance of the girl, the way her face moved when she was applying products, to the way her soft voice spoke towards the camera, he wondered how he really got this lucky to have such an Angel.

“And this is another one of my favourite products, I’ve been using this fo-“

“I love you” he blurted

The girls cheeks heat and her mouth curls up into a small smile.

“Thank you H” she sighs

“Love you too” she gushes continuing with her video.

It wasn’t long until she finished up her video and sent it off too vogue, too finish it off, once she was finished she cleaned up all her products and was finally able to give her lover some attention.

“Did you think that went well?” She asked, still focused on clearing up.

“Darling, you did amazing” he replied, standing up and wrapping his arms around her waist, enjoying the natural scent of her.

“Hope so, it’s the biggest thing, I think I’ve ever done, y’know it being vogue and all”

“Don’t stress yourself out Angel, you did wonderful, m’sure your fans will love it” he confirmed, turning her around in his arms so he can easily access her lips for a kiss.

“How about you get comfy, and I’ll get dinner for us?” He asked

“Sounds good” she smiles kissing him once more.

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Within 2 hours the video was released and was already trending at number 3 on Twitter, screenshots from the video where gushed over by both y/n’s and Harry’s fans, many comments included: “ the way he’s looking at her!!” Or “soo jealous of them” this also included edits that the fans had made of the video

You felt as if your could burst, everything seemed to go perfectly, scrolling further on Twitter 95% of fangirls are frantic over the section of the video he said ‘I love you’ which even you found fair enough 3years into the relationship and butterflies would still erupt when he phrased that.

“Food will be here soon love, ordered your favourite” he claims seating himself almost on top of the girl.

“Thank you baby” she giggles keeping her eyes glued to the phone.

“What y’ laughing at”

“Cant laugh like tha and not tell” he pouts

“Just watch” she smiles handing over phone

The phone revealed a compilation on tiktok that had been fan made of all the times he gave the the girl heart eyes through the vogue video, they had just filmed, throughout the quick compilation he looked at her in complete awe and love, and the comments went frantic.

“Quite the lover boy hey?” She teases

“Cant not look, when such a girl is in-front of me love” he smiles kissing her temple.

“Plus it’s all for ‘vogue darling’” he teases thinking of the remark you made this morning.

He instinctively pulls her into his lap, keeping his arms around her waist and resting his head on hers.

“Just admit you love me, I mean, your quite cute at times y’know” y/n mutters once again on his lips

“At times? Thought I was cute all the time” he says acting offended

“Shut up” she laughs, kissing him more

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[sttzee]

you know how there was that tiktok and it was 'flinching everytime my bf does something or raises his hand' trend, can u plssss do that with matt. pretty please 🥺🥺

sure, but i've never posted a story before, so please bear with me ❤️

i do not know what to name this what.

SCARE - MATT STURNIOLO

contains: pet names, mention of abuse, fluff, flinching, use of y/n

!NOT PROOFREAD!

y/n's pov

*bzz* *bzz* *bzz* *bzz*

"hello?" i say sleepily, as i rub my eyes. "did you just wake up?" the other voice on the line says. "good morning to you too matthew," i groan and get off my bed, putting matt on speaker and walking into the bathroom. "it's 5:59 pm," matt replies. "i don't care!" i scream as i hear matt laugh on the other line. "someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," matt says jokingly. "shut up," i say and request to put the call on video. matt accepts and stares at me while i brush my teeth. "what?" i question, staring back at matt. "you're so beautiful," he replies with, as he continues staring at the phone. i look at myself in the mirror, my hair is a mess, i have eye crust, im wearing the most unattractive clothing and i have toothpaste dripping out of my mouth onto my chin. "yeah, i look beautiful," i scoff. "no, i was staring at myself," matt jokes. "fuck you matt," i say as i end the call. i turn on dnd mode and carry on brushing my teeth. after i brush my teeth and wash my face, i pick out an outfit. its a white knitted full sleeve top with black cargos. i straighten my hair and curl my eyelashes. i put on nick's frosted mint lip balm, grab my phone and go to the kitchen. my mum and brother are sitting on the kitchen island talking about my brother going to college. my brother is 2 years younger than me. he took the studying 'well in school' route, whereas i took the 'influencer' route. i had about 500k subscribers on youtube before i became best friends with the sturniolos and became matts' girlfriend, now i have 2m. "finally you're awake," my brother speaks. "i'm not in the mood," i reply. i take my phone off dnd mode and go back to me and matts chat.

matty boo:

plssssss y/n i was joking ur so beautiful

matty boo:

y/n ilyyyy come back on the call

missed call from matty boo

missed video call from matty boo

matty boo:

dnd mode r u serious

matty boo:

i'm coming to your house with mcdonalds, be ready

y/n:

sorry matt

matty boo:

no problem baby, i'm pulling up in 5 minutes

y/n:

okay

i exit the chat and sit next to my brother and my mum. i talk a bit and help with what colleges i think my brother should apply to.

*knock* *knock*

"who's that?" my mum questions. "matt!" i answer as i run to the door. i open it and i'm met with matt holding 2 drinks and a bag of mcdonalds in his hands. "y/n, come in my car, i have a video idea for my account." matt pleads. "okay, let me just put my shoes on," i reply with as i give matt a hug and then leave shortly to put on my white af1's. i say goodbye to my brother and mum and walk out the door with matt. we sit in the car and while he sets up, i'm watching tiktok. a couple of matt edits come and some of nick and chris. a video came up about a couple and the girl is flinching as a joke to her boyfriend whenever he moves. i think i'm going to try this on matt.

matt eventually sets up the camera and starts it. "hey guys, today i'm here with my girlfriend y/n and we are going to... read fanfics of us together that you guys made," matt says as he looks at me and smirks. "come on y/n, pull some out," matt commands. "what?" i spit. "i know you have some pull them out," matt smirks. oh i'm definitely pranking him. matt reaches to get my phone from my lap. i flinch. "what the fuck?" matts eyes go to mine in a flash as i pretend to look scared. "i'm sorry," i mutter. "it's fine," he mumbles back and starts eating his chips. i turn to the camera when he isn't looking and smirk.

matt's pov

"i know you have some, pull them out," i smirk, looking at her shocked face. i've peaked at her phone whenever she read them in bed, and i also found her account on tumblr and wattpad.

i reach for her phone in her lap, but she flinches really hard. "what the fuck," i say as i look at her face and see fear written all over it. she says sorry and i reply with an 'it's fine' and start eating my chips. why did she do that? i would never hurt her. she knows i have never laid a finger on her. she starts eating her filet-o-fish burger while she stares out of the window.

after what it seems like 5 minutes, she picks up her phone and says, "fine, i'll give you some." "okay, but give me your phone." i reply back with. "why..?" she questions as she sips on her pepsi. i quickly grab the phone out of her hand, which causes her to flinch again, but this time spilling a few drops of pepsi on herself. "fuck.." she mumbles. "okay what the fuck is going on y/n?" i say as she looks up at me. she looked like she was about to fucking cry. "nothing matt, nothing," she says, her voice being just above a whisper. "you know i love you right?" i genuinely ask. "yes matt," she says quietly, again. she usually says i love you back whenever i say that to her. does she really think that i have the intention of hurting her?

i push away the thoughts and continue with the video, scrolling through y/n's tumblr, to find a story called 'hot' by sturnnioloss (i just made that up). i click on it when she screams "no matt not that!" as she tries to grab the phone from me. i move away and push her hand away. and she flinches. again. my anxiety spikes high as i watch her face the window. "y/n?" i whisper. "hmm," she replies with, but she doesn't turn to face me. "look at me, please." i say, my voice trembles.

y/n's pov:

"look at me, please." matt says as i hear his voice starts to change into fear. i look over to matt and see tears forming in his eyes. "oh my god, matt i'm so sorry. please don't be upset baby." i say softly trying to comfort matt. he shakes his head and says, "If anyone is hurting you at home, y/n, you're always welcome to sta-" i interrupt him, "no matt, im so sorry, it was a prank i saw on tiktok and i wanted to try it. im so so so sorry, matt," i say and hold his hand. he puts the chair back and signals for me to come closer. i get up and straddle him, his arms coming to my back as mine go around his neck. "matt, i'm so sorry, baby," i say regretfully. "no sweetheart, it's okay, you just scared me." matt replies and takes the hair out of my face. he gives me a kiss on my head as i lay back down. i don't know how long we laid there, but we did for a very long time. matt could tell i was feeling sleepy so he said that i should go and lay down and he'll end the video and come.

i lay in my bed as i hear the door open, "baby, you awake still?" matt whispers. i reply with a 'hmm', and he comes and lays next to me. i turn around and burry myself in his chest as he puts his arms around me. "i'm so sorry, matt." i say again, feeling so much guilt. "no no baby, it's fine, it's forgotten now." i reply with a 'hmm' again and fall asleep, matt falling asleep right after.

a/n: i hope u like it, please let me know, im sorry if its horrible 😭