#i spy AirPods >.>

[tuituipupu]

ok i’ve ducked into the loo to avoid raising suspicion among my family members in the shared room for the next drop in 7 minutes… then at least i can calm down or my reaction won’t be as obvious.

[bunnyb34r]

I'm giving the hedges mullets so the city can't fine us for not maintaining the yard

Okay it's really bc it's taking me all summer to clip these damn things back and I can only reach so far so now the front is short but they're TALL in the back 😭

[fayes-fics]

Textual Encounter

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader, modern AU

Summary: Text fic. Wrong number meet-cute over text.

Warnings: none... this is fluff and humour.

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: Fic request fill for Anon (HERE). I kept it fun and fluffy, but yeah, I can see a sequel where they sext. Thanks to @colettebronte for the read-through. Enjoy! <3

Y/N: Hey Liz, it’s y/n y/l/n. Kindle Spa gave me your mobile. Said you had moved to another salon. I don’t trust anyone else to wax me tbh. Big date this week, kwim 😉 Can I get an appt? I’ll come to you. Doesn’t matter where. 

BB: Errr, I think you have the wrong number…

Y/N: Not Liz?

BB: Nope, Ben here. 

Y/N: Not a waxer, I presume?

BB: I may have waxed lyrical in my time, may even have lit a few candles. Have not waxed anyone no - my own body or anyone else’s. Yet. But I’m game to try anything once...

Y/N: Lol.

BB: Big date, eh?

Y/N: ….Yeah. Not that it's any of your business, stranger Ben.

BB: Fair. BB: Does it hurt?

Y/N: ??

BB: Getting waxed.

Y/N: Oh. Yeah. Like a motherfucker. But you sorta get used to it, tbh. And it’s so much less itchy than shaving regrowth, especially in sensitive areas… Wait, why am I having this convo with a complete stranger?!

BB: We don’t have to be strangers. BB: I’m Ben, 33, London. BB: I have no strong opinions on hair removal methods.

Y/N: lol. K. I’m y/n, 28, also London. Y/N: I, as you can see, do have some opinions.

BB: Hi y/n 👋 BB: I hope you can find Liz. Or someone else to assist with your hair needs.

Y/N: I would like it stated, for the record, I’m not hairy like a troll. I just like to keep things neat.

BB: The lady doth protest too much…

Y/N: You are cheeky for a stranger.

BB: Hey, I thought we agreed. Not strangers. Me Ben. You hairy troll.

Y/N: BLOCK.

BB: Just typing it doesn't work, you know.

Y/N: You should work at the Apple Genius Bar.

BB: Hmm, possibly. I do look good in blue. Or so I've been told.

Y/N: Always glad to provide career counselling.

BB: 🫡

4 days later.

BB: How’d your date go?

Y/N: That's odd. I don’t see a Genius Bar appt in my calendar…?

BB: iCal is a lying bastard. BB: I also assume you now can move faster through water.

Y/N: ??

BB: Waxed smooth like a dolphin…?

Y/N: 😆 Y/N: Entirely none of your business, but yes, actually. Well mostly. I leave some. Why am I telling you this?! Y/N: The guy was such a dud tho, I didn't get to show it off 🙁

BB: Please don't stop on my account. This is just delightful.  BB: I apologise on behalf of all men.

Y/N: For what?

BB: Having 4 sisters, I find the safest answer here is usually… everything, of course.  BB: But specifically, your rubbish date.

Y/N: Apology conditionally accepted. Y/N: 4 sisters?! 

BB: Only conditional? What do I gots to do to make it unconditional? BB: Yeah, I know… I’ve got 3 brothers too. My parents were really into each other. 

Y/N: IDK, serve a mean martini? Y/N: Understatement.

BB: That could be arranged. I took an online mixology course during lockdown.  BB: My sister El declared I'm better than Stanley Tucci. Admittedly, that was after 4 espresso martinis… but I'm taking it. She's opinionated but the best one. They are a weird bunch tho 🤔

Y/N: WOAH WOAH WOAH. That's a bold claim.

BB: Well, there’s only one way to dispute it: try one for yourself…

Y/N: Smooth, Genius Bar, smooth.

BB: I do my best 🤷

1 day later.

Y/N: I can't get my AirPods to work.

BB: You do realise I didn’t actually follow your career advice?

Y/N: Urgh. Inconvenient. What use are you then?

BB: As I said. Cocktails. I’ll try my hand at waxing if you want.

Y/N: Best stick to the day job. Which is…?

BB: Graphic design.

Y/N: Oh, that’s quite cool. 

BB: It pays the bills. You?

Y/N: MI-5

BB: Wow, you're a shit spy.

Y/N: It could be an excellent double bluff…

BB:

Y/N: Oh, we’ve graduated to memes now, have we, Genius Bar?

BB: It was called for.

Y/N: I’ll take it. Purely cos it's a Hemsworth.

BB: I would too, tbh.

Y/N: Bi?

BB: For a Hemsworth? Always.

Y/N: Anyone else?

BB: I’ll keep you posted.

Y/N: I'm on the edge of my seat.

3 days later.

BB: Oscar Issac.

Y/N: Good non sequitur evening to you, too, Genius Bar Ben.

BB: For the bi thing.

Y/N: Ahh. Got it. I can respect that.

BB: This is me, btw: www.instagram.com/benbridgerdesign.  BB: Figured you can decide for yourself if I'm a creeper.

Y/N: Appreciated.

3 minutes later.

Y/N: You paint?

BB: I dabble

Y/N: Modesty will only make me like you more.

BB: You like me?! 🥹

Y/N: You didn't mention you were handsome.

BB: There is no way to respond to that without me sounding like a twat.

BB: But thank you 😊

Y/N: This is me: www.instagram.com/ynhandle 

7 minutes later.

BB: Oh, Amalfi is so beautiful, isn't it?

Y/N: Wow. That's a deep cut. How far did you scroll back??

BB: 👀

Y/N: Yeah, it's beautiful. Shame it's tainted for me now. Was there with an ex.

BB: I saw. Very handsome.

Y/N: Are you sure you're not just into men full-stop?

BB: 🤷 BB: You’re very pretty, too.

Y/N: I’d believe it if you didn't mention my “very handsome” ex first…

BB: I call it like I see it. BB: I have had 4 whiskeys, tho, so make of that what you will.

Y/N: On a school night?!

BB: It’s my brother Ant's birthday. This is like non-optional drunk, I’ll have you know.

Y/N: Happy birthday to him. 

BB: He says thanks. He’s also told me to get off my fucking phone. Which is rich. He is texting his wife nonstop.

Y/N: Hah! Safe travels through Whiskeytown, BenBridger 🫡

BB: I kinda miss Genius Bar…. 😞

Y/N: I can't win…

2 days later.

BB: Settle an argument for me.

Y/N: 🍿

BB: Col, younger brother, never stops eating... He claims Katz Deli is overrated. I argue it's touristy but still good. You’ve been. Where do you sit on this matter?

Y/N: You really did go thru my Insta, didn't you?? Y/N: Thanks for the follow, BTW.

BB: It's a compliment, I assure you. BB: Welcome. And same.

Y/N: Not complaining. And yeah, I agree with you, actually.

BB: Hah! Excellent!!

Y/N: Wait… your older brother is Ant, and your younger brother is Col? You’re Ben. So, like ABC?

BB:  … I already warned you my family was weird.

Y/N: You did. You did.

BB: Now, please excuse me while I go gloat.

Y/N: 👍

5 mins later.

BB: Hi. This is Col. You must be the famous y/n. Ben’s in the bogs, and the mug left his phone on the table unlocked, so this is on him.  BB: He like really likes you. Like a lot. Will you go on a date with him pls? 

Y/N: Err, ok, hi Col. Y/N: Umm, I think Ben should be the one to ask me that. Don’t you?

BB: He’s too scared you’ll say no.

Y/N: I won't…

BB: EXCELLENT.

2 minutes later.

BB: I am so SO sorry about that 😬 He’s such a shit. BB: But… do you mean it?

Y/N: Ask me properly…

BB: Would you, y/n, like to go on a date with me? Please?

Y/N: I would be delighted to Ben. 😀

BB: 🙏 BB: Are you free on Thursday? Could I take you to dinner?

Y/N: Sounds wonderful. 

BB: 7pm? Meet at Picadilly Circus? By Brasserie Zedel?

Y/N: I’ll be there 😀

BB: 😀

10 days later.

BB: I think you should know… Liz is an artiste 😮‍💨

Y/N: Stop texting me from my bed, you dork. 😘 Y/N: How do you take your coffee?

BB: I'm like 10 meters away. Why not just ask me?

Y/N: You started this, Genius Bar…

BB: Come back to bed, Mostly Hairless Troll.

Y/N: I asked for that, didn't I? 🤦

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[manzaza]

perirep with airpods promoting mY WHOLE REVIEW OF THE NEW WISH SOUNDTRACK BECAUSE OHHHHH MY GOD IT GOES SO SO SO HARD (under cut feel free to listen here (also on apple music + yt do in fact give it a listen please yay) !!)

theme song (all the singing songs)

— although i can never truly let go of the og the new theme song will always be a bop

— so upbeat, so happy !!!

new yorkity york

— hazel’s va is such an amazing singer PLEASE if there’s a season 2 give them a musical episode there are not enough musicl numbers

party possum’s friendship song

— better than the chuck e cheese one i heard in the theater earlier lollllllll

— the live band version ate i liked the difference

— unhinged version was so fun the nickelodeon drummer ate up

lovely love song

— still haven’t watched this episode (i was shopping when it aired oops)

— hazel was so silly idk what happens i just remember cupid being there (idk if he was in this at the end that might’ve been hazel’s dad)

i love fries

— HAZEL’S VA SLAYING AGAIN !!!!!

— banger song so real live laugh love fries

— cosmo + wanda contributed yay let them sing

time loops

— addiction,,,,, brainrot even,,,,,,,,,

— cosmo and wanda singing yayyy !!!

— the actual little yay at the end was so silly got a good chuckle

proud of my son — dubstep remix

— this was actually the funniest thing to watch i had this episode pulled up in a panera’s and i was just staring at it like “bro just took over the world for THIS”

— dev is ten so it does make sense

— almost

a new wish (yay background music !!)

— i love all the jazz in the ost just soooo so good

— reminds me of a sam and max kinda intro

— listening to this + the rest just makes me want a video game for ANW so so bad it would genuinely be so much fun to play (will genuinely plot out a tumblr post for this idea)

fly hazel

— banger warmup vibes in the intro

— love how some of the insteuments give like a fly-feeling gimmick (cause she’s a fly)

— little intro chord at the very end eats up

teacher’s pal

— might be one of my fav tracks

— nickeloxeon pianist and saxophonist are eating uppp

— 1:15 was so good

— nickelodeon symphony when

fearless

— somewhat out of place but still fits in with the show vibes

— very lurking

— fnaf 3 am jumpscare (idk i see more poppy playtime in this despite never watching or knowing anything about poppy playtime

— very cheerful kinda scary at the end (yay jasmine!!!)

wellingston hotel

— i rlly like hotel music play this at a marriott hotel NOW

— still haven’t seen this episode (i’m dying to watch it i need to see winn’s introoooo)

— sudden rich person music change

— love you nickelodeon saxophonist !!!!

dev dimmadome

— classic dev intro

— 0:54 is so cruel just label this project h whyyyyyyyy

— just sheer pain in the middle but then they remebered at the end “oh yeah he’s ten”

— it gets so intense at 1:30 broooooo

fairy heist

— i love spy music

— little dev-ness in the middle with the certain gimmick in his track (i might be crazy for this one but idk the “waeahwow” reminded me of something from his track + i think this was in the breaking into school scene idk)

prime meridian love

— literal anime ost

— eats with the dramatic intro

— it faintly reminds me of an ok ko track but just slightly at the beginning of some of the melodies idk might be crazy for this one too

peri and irep

— no way.

— actually no way.

— ship interacts once and they get their own song.

— the twist at the beginning of the track was so hype like the beat is just constantly at odds during this song (and because i’m just like that i have the track times put down too when they swap)

— to not make this any longer the noticeable parts after their intros are like 0:50–1:02 is peri-sounding and then 1:03–1:18 is irep-sounding and from then on their themes are always at a clash with more differences spotted at the end

— will say i love irep’s part at 0:32 and 1:03 that’s so funnnn ahh

— the little villainous laugh at like 1:50 was silly

— the little theme at 3:00 ahhh !!!!!

— might be another fav……. yeah def another fav my airbuds says so

viozalea

— feels so medieval at first and i love it

— quick just like viozalea’s appearance (rip)

rattlleconda

— fire western theme

— still in character with the show the beat was firee

— the soft violin gahhh sheer joy

— intense pressure put on at the end ate

love and games

— rock paper scissors core

— me when rock paper scissors

— wait i actually never watched the valentines episode

— uhhhhhhh second half might be rock paper scissors

— BANGS

— love u Nickelodeon drummer

battle of wands (FINALE)

— shut up this is too glorious of a melody

— ok intense

— oh might’ve just hit one million wishes idk how this song is following the episode

— the chaos in the rhythm eats

— littlt theme at 2:30 aghhhh won

— peri lying dead right after again idk how the episode paces through songs i can spot little scenes here and there

— banged

— little clock beat ahh the happiness

— can’t even tell what happened but good finale

OVERALL i really enjoyed the soundtrack i love how it tries and takes you through the course of the episode and it’s so so fun!! almost feels like video game music sometimes which is so so good for them like YES drop a new wish video game it would be so good !!!!

[katelynnwrites]

pairing: Jessie Fleming x f!Reader

warnings: none

word count: 585

summary: who knew a crowded and loud locker room would get you a girlfriend?

a/n: merry christmas fun fact anon, i hope you had a good one :)

So Damn Oblivious

Signing for Chelsea was something you’d never expected to do. Growing up in a small town from Switzerland, it never even crossed your mind that you would end up playing in London among some of the world’s best.

However, as much as you loved being there, you were struggling. London was big, so much bigger than your hometown.

Your new teammates were also loud and chaotic. It was intimidating to be among such big names, especially when you were just the new kid.

It’s all a little overwhelming so in the celebratory atmosphere of a match won, you find yourself searching for a quiet corner to escape for a bit.

You’re successful, except that there’s someone already there.

You hesitate but Sam yells something to Erin across the room and you flinch.

Having no other choice, you sit down next to the small brunette.

Jessie gives you a kind smile, pulling one of her airpods out immediately.

‘It’s a bit much isn’t it?’

Nodding shyly at her, you hesitate when Jessie offers you one of her airpods, giving you another smile.

‘I understand, it’s sometimes too loud for me too.’ She admits.

‘Come on.’

Jessie scoots over so that you can move beside her, the two of you tucked away in the only quiet corner in the loud Chelsea locker room.

******

After that, you always seem to be around the Canadian, from being her bus buddy to going on photography trips around London with her.

The team doesn’t really take much notice of their two resident introverts until one day on the bus, where Sam, in an unusual moment of calm, takes a look around.

Most of her teammates were sleeping or quietly doing their own thing so her gaze sweeps over them until she spys you and Jessie at the front of the bus.

She usually sat at the back, where all the other noisy teammates sat so that she could talk as much as she wanted to without Magda telling her to be quiet. So she never really saw you and Jessie till now…

You were curled into Jessie, the brunette’s arms around you as she pressed a kiss onto your head.

There’s a little smile on your face as you tug her closer, kissing her happily and making the Canadian giggle softly.

The comfortable sense of ease in the actions makes it obvious that no this isn’t the first time it’s happening.

Sam sits back down, wondering when the two of you started dating and how she hadn’t noticed it before.

Later she sidles up to Madga and asks, ‘Did you know that Jessie and the new kid are dating?’

The Chelsea captain only clicks her tongue disappointedly.

‘I’m surprised it took you so long to notice Sammy K. They’ve been dating for over a year now. I believe they have even moved in together.’

Sam only blinks in shock as the Swede walks off with a cheeky grin on her face.

The Australian striker blinks again, pieces falling into place.

You always arrived at training with Jessie, the two of you always left together too. You shared a hotel room on away days and the both of you were never far apart. In fact, she was sure that she had seen you holding hands on more than one occasion.

She just wonders how on earth had she been so damn oblivious.

[bucky-fricking-barnes]

Until We Get Home

Title: Until We Get Home

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Verbal harassment and threats, language,  mentions of alcohol and drinking

Summary: It’s 2am and you should be in bed, but you’re on the subway instead. Unfortunately, so is your ex.

A/N: This is based on the song “Another New York Love Story” from the musical “In Pieces”. As always, thanks for supporting me in all the ways you do. Lots of love, and thank you for reading!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

Tara had promised you that dinner wouldn’t be more than a few hours, especially since you’d worked all day and you have work again tomorrow. It would be a few drinks, some food, and then maybe a little bit of catching up if the restaurant wasn’t too packed. The restaurant is packed, but it’s packed when you get there, so your college friend makes the executive decision to move your shindig to the bar across the street. That bar turns out to be a club that’s equally as packed as the restaurant, but clubs are supposed to be packed, so no one complains. You don’t complain either, considering you haven’t seen Tara and the others for almost four years.

I should’ve complained, you think. Maybe only a little, though.

The stairs down to the station seem to be moving as you climb down in your suddenly precarious heels, and it takes you a second at the bottom to right yourself. Maybe you had one drink too many. Despite your giddiness at spending so much time with your friends, you’re exhausted. It’ll be okay, though, because it’s two in the morning. There’s bound to be plenty of open seats on the train, meaning that you won’t have to stand for a little while—fourteen stops, to be exact. You’ve got some time to sober up.

You swipe your metrocard and board the train as soon as it arrives, then plop yourself down into a seat. It’s one of the cars with two long rows of chairs separated by an aisle, and the rest of your row is empty. Only three other people are in the car, and all of them ignore you as you get on. The older woman down the way continues to knit in silence, and you spy an airpod tucked behind her hair. It looks like she’s making some kind of underwear, if you’re being honest. You try not to stare. 

A man a few seats down from you on the other side of the aisle stands grasping one of the metal poles. There’s nothing particularly interesting about him, but he looks about as tired as you feel. He stares out the window behind you at the station, then at the passing bricks and darkness when the train lurches into motion. The man sways a little as you move through the tunnels.

I’ll bet we all look like zombies right now. You half-heartedly try to fix your hair a little, but give up a minute later. It doesn’t really matter this early in the morning, anyway.

The third person is a young girl, young enough that your protective instincts kick. She’s hunched over in her seat with her bag in her lap, the picture-perfect vision of a girl who’s never ridden late at night before. She’s hyper vigilant and glances over when she feels your eyes on her. A pang of sympathy goes through you at the sight, and you make a mental note to make sure she stays unbothered while you’re riding.

Fourteen stops. No one gets on or off.

Thirteen stops. Still, no one gets on or off.

A few minutes later, the train slows to a stop at the next station. You look up from where you’ve been shuffling through the music on your phone, despite the fact that you’re just going to listen to the same song on repeat, then freeze as a new man enters the train. His stature is large, big enough to stand out in a crowd, but here on the train he seems like a behemoth.

Steve doesn’t take the subway, you think, but it’s definitely him. He’s wearing the same brown jacket and blue t-shirt that he wore on the first time he took you to Brooklyn, and though his golden hair is covered with a baseball cap and he’s got those stupid black-framed glasses on again, you’d know him anywhere.

The doors hiss shut as Steve takes one of the empty seats. He’s across the aisle from you, a few seats down but not as far as the woman knitting. Though he doesn’t look around, you know that he’s taking in his surroundings. He’s always hyper-aware of what’s around him.

There’s a book in his hand and you’re too far away to read the title, but you recognize the cover. It’s the one that you bought him from your favorite bookstore, the one that you still have a hard time going into because it makes you think of all the afternoons the two of you had spent wandering the aisles together.

Steve always said that New York was his city. It’s his home, his safe place, and his beating heart. Once, he’d told you that you were his beating heart. It’s hard to be in a city that reminds you so much of him. The pain never quite leaves, an ever-present ache in your chest as you go about your day. If you could break your lease, you’d leave, but that isn’t an option, at least right now. Instead, you’ve changed as much as you can. You don’t take the same routes to and from work anymore. You shop at a different grocery store, and you don’t eat Thai takeout from the place around the corner that he loves, no matter how many menus and coupons they put in the mailroom. Memories of him are in every monument, every crosswalk, and every tucked-away apartment. They come in on whispers of wind and the crash of trash cans outside your building, and they break your heart every single time.

As subtly as possible, you shift until you’re sitting at an angle, facing away from him. If you’re lucky, Steve won’t see your face and try to start a conversation. The two of you haven’t talked since he broke up with you in the lobby of the Avengers Tower months ago.

You’d come to bring him some lunch. He’d been on his way to tell you that he wasn’t ready for a relationship. While five months had been enough to make you certain that you could spend the rest of your life with him, it wasn’t enough for him. Steve’s words had cut deeper than any knife ever could. A small part of you wants to hit him in retaliation for the way he ended things, though you know your punch wouldn’t do much at all to him.

Only twelve stops, you tell yourself. You can do this. You can totally go unnoticed for twelve stops. Just sit very, very quietly.

The train starts moving again and you close your eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath. Thankfully, this car doesn’t smell as bad as some of the others you’ve been in. There’s movement in the aisle and you open your eyes to see the man approaching you. He’s leering, something between a creepy smile and sneer on his face, and you tense. You only have one earbud in, but even if you didn’t, you still would have been able to hear everything he says as he creeps towards you. It’s disgusting and your stomach churns. The girl down the way is watching with wide eyes and while you’re thankful it’s you and not her, you still don’t want to be in this situation.

He keeps his distance, thankfully, but he’s shouting at you in a way that makes you want to curl up and hide. His eyes are crazed as they look you up and down. 

“You whore! You can go back to wherever you came from! You’re not gonna get my money! You’re not going to get anything from me, not until the boss tells me you’re dead!”

You try your best to ignore him, fidgeting with the cord to your portable charger and clutching your bag in your lap. There’s pepper spray inside, but you’re not sure if that would help. You refuse the instinct to curl in on yourself. The best thing to do is to stay strong, to look tough.

“I’ll bet you’re gonna go home to the boss and tell him all the nasty things we did together! That’s right, tell him all the things you want to do to me. I’ll bet you're ready for a good lay, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

Steve’s closing the distance between you now. His book has disappeared from his hand and his posture is undoubtedly less casual than when he’d been sitting in his seat. You hadn’t even realized that he was watching you, but you suppose that outbursts on an almost empty subway are hard to miss. Part of you is grateful that he’s stepping in, but a small part of you rises up, indignant, and insists that you could’ve handled it yourself. You’ve handled worse.

“That’s enough,” Steve firmly tells him, positioning himself between you and the man. He’s like a brick wall, and you relax a little in his shadow. You can’t even see past Steve’s figure, and if you’re being honest, you’re trying not to look. His ass is right in your face, and if you look too much, you’re bound to say something utterly embarrassing about it when this is all over.

“You should leave her alone.”

“Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?” the man taunts.

Steve draws himself up a little taller and you peek up to watch him remove the baseball cap and glasses. It only takes a second before the man retreats.

Captain America saves the day again.

Once the man is back on the other side of the train, Steve turns to you and you quickly look down before he can catch your eye. The screen of your phone is black now and your earbud has fallen out, sliding from your shoulder to your lap. Miraculously, it hasn’t fallen onto the floor of the train. You tuck it into your palm and make a fist.

“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice gentler. When you don’t answer, he tries again. “Y/N? Please just let me know if you’re okay.”

I don’t want to talk to you.

“I’m fine,” you finally respond. You force yourself to look up, unsure if you’re more grateful that he’s helped you or if you should roll your eyes at his inability to let someone else take over. Steve never was one to back down from a fight, even when it’s not his own.

He nods. “Good. I’m glad.” Steve pauses, grabbing onto one of the horizontal bars for balance as the train sways. “How have you been?”

You hold back a groan. Of course he wants to small talk. 

“Okay. How about you?” you ask, not really wanting to hear his answer.

Please don’t say that you’ve been good, you tell him in your head.

He holds your gaze for a second before looking away, nodding a little bit more than necessary. “Good. I’ve, uh, I’m okay, too.”

He replaces his glasses and the hat before grabbing onto the bar again. You shift awkwardly in your seat and glance over at the girl. She’s watching the man warily, but the train stops again and he makes a quick escape. The girl relaxes, and so do you.

You glance up at the map as the announcements play in the car. Eight more stops to go. 

“Why are you out this late?” Steve’s voice pulls you from your thoughts, and you look up at him from your seat. “You’re usually in bed at this time of night.”

“I went out for dinner with some friends,” you answer.

“Not Natasha?” Steve replies, like he already knows the answer, and you shake your head.

“Tara,” you tell him. “Lindsay and Mallory were there, too. Lizzy was supposed to come, but she got sick and decided to stay back at the hotel.”

Steve looks surprised. “You haven’t seen them in years. Why are they in town? Did you get to meet Mallory’s daughter?”

He remembers that she had a baby?

It takes you a second to process his questions. While Steve remembers a lot, it’s strange that he’d remember such specific details about your friends, especially after so long. It’s not important information. You’re certain that you only mentioned them a few times in the months you dated. You and your college friends don’t keep up except to send each other funny posts and videos.

“Um, no,” you stammer after a second, knowing that it’s been a little too long of a pause. You’ve made things awkward. “No, her husband stayed home with the baby while she’s in town. They have concert tickets for tomorrow, but they all flew in a day early to do some sightseeing. They asked if I wanted to go out to dinner after I got off work.”

Nodding, Steve searches your face, and you feel your cheeks warm under his steady gaze. You shift in your seat again, adjusting your grip on the earphone in your hand just to give yourself something to do.

“You look good, Y/N. Work’s going okay?”

You nod back and glance at the floor. There’s gum everywhere. Someone’s left a styrofoam takeout container underneath a seat.

“Yeah. Yeah, it’s good. Yours is good too, from what I hear.”

His expression is neutral when you finally look up again. “I’m not dead yet,” he tells you. “That’s normally a good sign.”

You could get lost in his eyes. How is it that it’s been months and you’re still able to be drawn in so quickly? Steve has the kind of face that comforts, that reassures. You love that about him. It soothes your soul a little and washes away the last dredges of fear the man’s harassment had brought on.

You’ve been staring too long, your brain helpfully chimes. He’s just being friendly. Small talk and public relations are a part of his job.

You blink, then look back over at the map above the windows opposite you. “So where are you headed?” you ask. 

“Manhattan,” Steve answers. When you look back at him, you get the answer to your next questions without even having to ask. You’re both getting off at the same stop, just like you always used to when he came to pick you up from work.

Clearing your throat, you look back down at your locked phone. “Right.”

Only three more stops. That’s not as long as it feels like.

Down the train, the girl grabs her backpack and exits the train. The doors hiss shut a moment later, and when you look up, you realize that the other woman has left, too. It’s just you and Steve on the train in the early hours of the day.

You swallow thickly and wrack your brain for something else to say. All you can come up with is, “It’s been pretty cold lately.”

Steve is quiet for a moment. “Yeah,” he says. “Yeah, I think Nat said something about it snowing this weekend.”

You nod and try not to fidget, try not to look nervous. Why is he still standing so close?

“She’ll like that,” you reply.

He nods again. “Yeah.” Steve pauses. “Tony won’t, though. He hates the snow.”

You nod again, then curse yourself for nodding so much. How many times has that been? You haven’t looked up in a while, should you look up again?

“So where did you have dinner tonight?” he asks.

“What?”

“You said you went out to dinner.”

“Oh. Right.” You look up, and when he doesn’t say anything more, you realize he’s still expecting an answer. “Oh. Um, well, we were going to go to this one place—Rio? But it was too busy, so we went to the bar across the street. Well, it’s more of a club than anything.”

Steve leans against the pole next to him, one hand still holding onto the railing above him. “Tuscano, right? I’ve been there.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You’ve been to a club?”

“It wasn’t so bad,” he answers, though there’s a hint of a blush on his cheeks. When your expression doesn’t change, he explains, “It was Tony’s birthday a few weeks ago. He insisted we go to as many clubs as possible in one night—something about him and Pepper taking a break? We were only there for twenty minutes, I think, but it was long enough.”

Nodding, you relax and smile a little at the mental image of Steve standing in Tuscano. “Sounds like a fun night.”

“Something like that. I think I’ve been to Rio, too. It’s not too crowded if you go for lunch.”

Steve carries on the conversation like it’s easy. It probably is. He’s friendly in a way that reminds you a little too much of how he talks with strangers and fans. He doesn’t once ask you anything too personal, nor does he bring up anything about your last interactions or the months you dated. It stings, thinking that you mattered nothing to him in retrospect, but when he glances out the window at the second-to-last stop, you catch a glimpse of something you hadn’t noticed before—sadness.

You recognize it immediately. You’ve seen that same look in your eyes every time you’ve looked in the mirror since Steve broke up with you. You feel it every time you pass by the bookshop or hear about him and the other heroes on the news or in conversation. Every time you pass by the corner deli he likes or the vintage candy store, you think of him, and it twists the knife just a little.

A small part of yourself asks, “What if he misses you just as much as you miss him?,” but you’re too afraid to entertain that thought for long. You want to tell him. You want to tell Steve everything, starting with how much you miss him, but you can’t. That wouldn’t be fair—not to him, and definitely not to you. You’re working hard to recover from being disposed of, and another rejection could be the final blow. You push the thoughts away, willing yourself not to speak up.

The two of you ride in silence until your stop, and you follow Steve off the train and up the stairs without a word. When you reach the sidewalk, you get out of the flow of traffic and stand together, both of you with your hands in your jacket pockets. It’s strange to be standing here with him again, but you don’t want to leave yet, and you busy yourself by glancing at your phone to see if you have any missed calls. You don’t, but your music has been playing this whole time. You wonder if Steve could hear it the whole time.

Silently, you pause the song and unplug the portable charger, then tuck your earphone into its case. Steve watches you as you arrange your belongings.

“Y/N…”

“Whatever you’re about to say,” you say, stopping him before he can go any further, “Please just know that you… I’m having a really hard time with this.” You gesture between the two of you and break eye contact, knowing that you won’t be able to hold his gaze while you say this. You inhale deeply through your nose and close your eyes for a second before focusing yourself on a building across the street. “I can’t have my heart broken again by you, Steve. It was too hard the first time, and I’m still getting over it.”

Strangers walk past as you blink away tears. The light turns red and cars roll to a stop. Somewhere down the street, a siren wails. Footsteps sound in chorus all around you in the city that never sleeps, though a hush has fallen over the sleeping public, as if the world is holding its breath just for a moment.

“Me too,” Steve says. “And I’m sorry.”

You sniffle. “What?”

“Can I walk you home?” he asks. “It would make me feel better to know you got home safely after what happened on the train.”

You pause, taken aback by the question, but after a few seconds, you nod and wipe your eyes, a little embarrassed. 

Steve moves forward and you turn around, naturally falling into step beside him as he heads towards your apartment building. The sidewalks are less crowded than normal, but you walk together in silence, side-by-side, until you reach the door to the building’s mailroom. It takes all your willpower not to reach out and take his hand as you walk.

”I’m sorry for what I said. I was… I was scared and I panicked, and that’s not an excuse, but I didn’t think I was ready to be in a relationship. I’m in love with you, Y/N, and that scared me. I didn’t think that I should fall as hard and as fast as I did for you. It felt too dangerous, but now I realize that it wasn’t a bad thing. Being with you feels like being home, and that’s something I’ve been searching for for a long time,” Steve says.

You shake your head a little. “What?”

He searches your face, mouth gaping a little, before finally answering with, “I’m in love with you.”

“But you broke up with me,” you say, feeling a bit lost. It’s like he’s taken the script in your head and completely flipped it upside down. What are you supposed to say?

“I know,” he replies. Steve looks down at his shoes and rubs the back of his neck. “Y/N, I— I’m sorry. I don’t think anything I could ever do will make up for what I said and what I did, but I want to try.”

You press your lips together and look over at the glass door that leads inside. You could go. It would be easy to leave him standing outside your building, and you know that if you told Steve to never talk to you again, he’d listen. You’d never hear from him ever again. A tiny voice tells you to do that, to pull away from him before he inflicts even more pain.

He kisses you on the cheek.

Your eyes fly to his, and there’s guilt flooding the blue that’s always been a safe haven to you.

“I’m sorry,” Steve says. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”

You shake your head. You’re not angry. You’re…

“I love you too.” The words you’ve wanted to say for so long are finally out in the open, hanging between you in the night air.

“You do?” he asks, and you nod.

“I do.”

A smile appears on his face, your heart settles a little in your chest, and then you realize what it is that you’re feeling.

I’m home, you think, and you smile back.

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[azzydoesstuff]

video game / dnd item idea: a magical top hat that when you stick your hand in it, you'll pull out a completely random item to "aid you" in battle. and when i say "completely random item", i don't mean a random item form the game, i mean a COMPLETELY random item. for all you know, when you stick your hand in there, you could pull out:

a stick

a massive katana

a nokia phone

a stick, with a lawnmower on it

a comically large spoon

an MP5 rifle

a nuclear bomb

a staff that launches anyone it hits 5 kilometers into the air

a stick, with a nuclear bomb on it

a frog on a leash

a comically large fork

a cat

a sniper rifle so absolutely massive it wouldn't even be worth it to try and use it

a grenade

a granola bar

an apple

a gravity-defying pineapple

a large battle hammer

a comically large knife

a tiny little bouncy ball

a taser

a shotgun that shoots airpods

a mace made out of rotting flesh with a gaping hungry maw on the front which can devour the corpses of your enemies, adding to the mass of the weapon and enhancing its power

a small white dove

a lamp

an anvil and a propane tank

a water bottle

a biscuit that's really really dry

an energy drink

a suitcase

literally fucking spy from tf2

ANOTHER FUCKING MAGICAL TOP HAT THAT PULLS OUT RANDOM ITEMS

[snazzilystoopid]

The Ninja ft. Their musical preferences/hcs

Here are my hcs on what type of music each ninja prefers, plus a few extra bits!!

Enjoy hehe

Kai

You'll never find someone who loves rap more than him

His favourite song is Candy Shop and he uses its audio to all the thirst traps he makes 😭

(Yes I hc that he makes thirst traps)

He had a phase where he listened to Pass Out by Tinie Tempah on repeat

He got so embarrassed because he got caught singing along to the Boy's a Liar pt 2

Jay didn't let him live it down for like a week

Other than rap he likes the songs I Love You Hoe, Narcissistic Personality Disorder

Cole introduced those songs to him

He definitely uses the rose gold Beats headphones

Skylor borrows them all the time

Jay

Kpop. Just Kpop.

He legit forced Nya to go out to get the BTS meal with him

Lit by Oneus used to be his favourite song, now it's The Feels by Twice

He HATES Stray Kids

He stans BTS, Twice, Dreamcatcher and NCT

If not Kpop, then The Weekend

Stargirl Interlude>>

Him and Cole woke everybody up singing this song at the top of their lungs at like 2AM

He sings into Nya's hairbrush

When he's feeling extra romantic and confident he'll sing "I just wanna see you shine, because I know you are a stargirl" to Nya

He sounds terrible but she loves it

He owns a bunch of lightsticks

A proud photocards collector

Bash any if his favourite artists on twitter/chirp and he won't hold back. Trust me.

When The Feels was first released he cried like a baby because that day they had a mission and he couldn't find his airpods

The poor boy was so upset he couldn't listen to it but Cole offered his headphones to him

He broke them and Cole nearly smashed his face in but dw Zane fixed it because he's wonderful

Zane

Zane loves classical music, he taught himself to play the violin and he plays it for Pixal in their free time

Classical is his favourite genre, but he's an all-rounder

He doesn't listen to music much so he just has one playlist with a bunch of completely different songs

Loves a bit of Florence + The Machine

Pixal introduced her songs to him

He has so many favourites in the classical genre but outside of it his favourite song is probably Spectrum by Florence + The Machine

He and Pixal dance to the song 2002

It's her favourite song and whenever they go on dates Zane makes sure to play it when they're driving back home afterwards

Cole

He's probably going deaf bc his headphones are on like 24/7 (I also forgot to mention he's a DJ in my Cole hcs)

His headphones are personalised

Evolved from a nightcore kid to a slowed + reverb teen/young adult

The others sometimes spy on him while he's singing to the music when he's alone, because he'll never sing in front of anyone and his voice is angelic

His favourite songs are #brooklynbloodpop and Am I Dreaming (from atsv), but dw he's got WAY more favourites

Fluxxwave, CRYSTALS, Luxxid Diamondz, Kurxxed Emeraldz, yeah those type of songs but slowed + reverb

He loves some soft rock aswell

Slowed songs bring out his romantic side, you'll definitely find him sitting by a window while he's blasting the slowed version of What Do You Mean into his ears

Or you'll come across him laying on his bed with his eyes closed, you can hear the slowed Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift from his headpones even though you're literally at the door

Thats how loud it is

AC/DC>>>> HE LOVES THIS BAND SM HE COULD TALK ABT IT FOR HOURS

He owns a bunch of their merch as well

Nya

SZA FOR LIFEEEE

All The Stars and Good Days>>>>

You can hear SZA songs coming from her room all the time and everyone gets sick of it

Obsessed with Rihanna songs as well

OH NA NA WHATS MY NAMEEE

ahem anyways

She loves it when Jay sings to her even though he sounds like a dying cat

MARINA. SHE LOVES MARINA.

The family jewels, How to be a heartbreaker, Hermit the frog, she could go on and on

Also PinkPantheress>>

It's rare, but she sings along to her songs sometimes and her voice is actually beautiful

Lloyd

ONE OF THE BIGGEST SWIFTIES IN ALL OF NINJAGO

Like 75% of his main playlist is just Taylor Swift

Molly (forgotten remix) is his favourite song

He loves going out on drives late at night while blasting this song out of the speakers

He's almost as bad as Cole, he plugs in his ears with his earphones literally all the time but doesn't play music that loud

Style by Taylor Swift>>>>

Argues with Cole about whether it should be"He looks so pretty like the devil" or "He looks up grinning like a devil" from Cruel Summer

He thinks it's the first one

He also loves Middle by DJ Snake

He used to listen to Galantis a lot but Kai bullied him for it

(Little does he know Kai used to sing Runaway (U and I) in the shower almost everyday)

That is all! So sorry that these are all so random 😭

Their music tastes are really messy and chaotic just like them hehe

I hope yall enjoyed this though 🤭

[lunarsun12]

Jongho Change In Attitude - Part 1

Masterlist

Next Part

Author Note: Happy Yunho Day! 🐶❤️

After the night, Mingi had his rebellion (check out the Masterlist under Mingi Rebellion for further details). Jongho didn’t liked how he got called scary. He wanted to be the king but not be someone who’s his brother is scared off. He asked Seonghwa and Hongjong? (Hongjong was basically sleeping). Seonghwa just said be nice, thinking Jongho wouldn’t actually do it.

Until the next day, there was huge fuss / conspiracy of Jongho sudden change in attitude

Back at Ateez Family Chat

Today 21:00

*San presses the S.O.S Button*

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong! Grab San phone, before we have a helicopter here!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: I cancelled it! Why San suddenly calls SOS?

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Are you hurt? Did somone kidnapped you and holding ransom?

Seonghwa🌸: What? No! I am on the way home. Until I saw the message popped up!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Just checking….you left me alone with the kids. They are behaving…

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong! They practically loves you!

Seonghwa🌸: Just tell San to come online or somone!!

Few mins later…

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: What old man? Can’t you see I am busy!

San🗻: Appa! Why did you grabbed my phone! I think we have a shapeshifter!!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: San? Have you been watching too many sci-fi movies lately with Mingi?

San🗻: No! We lost Jongho!

Seonghwa🌸: What? He is practically in the house

Yeosang🍗: Have you been spying on us again?

Seonghwa🌸: San explain everything

San starts explaining the whole situation with Jongho.

Early in the morning

It was a peaceful morning, San has woken up early to go to the gym. Until he saw Jongho in the kitchen, obviously San natural instinct is to make run for it. He always have this bad feeling, Jongho always wants to fight him.

Jongho: Hey hyung! I made you some protein shake! I know you get hungry afterwards

San stopped running and immediately gave Jongho a blank stare.

San: You talking to me?

Jongho: Who else? The ghost in the house?

San: If I take this shake, there won’t be anything bad happen to me?

Jongho: Well it’s here…if you don’t want it. That’s okay

Jongho gave a shrug and left the kitchen. Leaving a very confused San standing in his spot.

Later on in the afternoon

The panic Mingi was pacing around the kitchen, trying to call Yunho. Holding Jongho broken AirPods in his hand.

Mingi: Yunho? Where are you! I need you for protection

Just on cue, Jongho opens the front door and saw Mingi holding his AirPods. When Mingi saw Jongho in his view. He immediately said a little prayer.

Jongho walks up to Mingi: Hyung? Did you break my AirPods?

Mingi avoid eye contact with Jongho: I dunno maybe yes or maybe no

Jongho gave a pat to Mingi: It’s okay hyung, accident happens ^_^

Jongho walked away looking very calm, leaving a stunned Mingi in the kitchen holding his phone.

End of San Explanation

San🗻: You see this basically happened! Mingi is not in the hospital. This is not normal!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: Oh the AirPods…it was Yeosang who broke it. Yeosang planted to make it look like Mingi who broke it

Yeosang🍗: Wooyoung…this is why I don’t like you!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: I love you too! Also I will be giving you my daily hug session during your chicken time

Yeosang🍗: If killing wasn’t illegal, I would love to kill Wooyoung ^_^

San🗻: This is an emergency!! We have shapeshifter at hand!

Mingi🦄: OH MY GOD!!!

Yeosang🍗: We spoke too soon…

Mingi🦄: Jongho didn’t headlocked me! When I accidentally woke him up!

Yunho🐶: What? How? This is like his usual thing!

San🗻: WE HAVE A SHAPESHIFTER

Yunho🐶: Maybe we do!! Oh my! Mingi!!

Mingi🦄: Can you all not be over dramatic. There is perfect explanation!

Mingi🦄: Jongho is an ALIEN!!

Yeosang🍗: Someone shoot me! This is getting ridiculous

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: I will, with my love hearts pew pew

Yeosang🍗:…

Seonghwa🌸: I see what’s happening here now

Next Part

[themyscrian]

why do we keep setting spy movies in the modern day. seeing someone use a super high tech earpiece is literally more conspicuous at this point than if they just had something that looked like a set of AirPods.

charlize theron was right. put it in the 70s. i want a spy's "secret" headset to have a fucking antenna let's get GOOFY with it

[harlcwes]

kaylee   kaneshiro.     they/she.     non-binary.      ›     spotted   at   the   met   steps   ,   HARLOWE  SAITO   BRENNER   ,   most   likely   listening   to   back   in   black   by   ac/dc   with   their   airpods   pro   .   the   twenty-five  year  old   gained   quite   a   reputation   ,   known   to   be   -blunt   yet   +resilient   to   anyone   who   knows   them   .   you'll   easily   spot   them   when   you   hear   about   a   motorcycle   speeding  down  the  street   ,   drumming  against   any   surface   out   of   habit   ,   an   intricate   sleeve   tattoo   ,   followed   by   jasmin   17   by   le   labo   .   latest   nepoupdates   article   talks   about   catfight   ?   harlowe   brenner   spotted   getting    into   a   physical   altercation   with   the   paparazzi   ,   but   i   guess   any   reputation   is   good   reputation   .  

[  !  ]  WANTED  CONNECTIONS.

[  !  ]  ESTABLISHED  CONNECTIONS.

penned  by  HECATE  (  she/her  ,  pst  ,  21+  )

OVERVIEW .

STATS  PAGE .

NOTE :  harlowe’s pronouns  are  they  and  she  so  please  keep  that  in  mind  !  preferred  pronouns  are  they/them  however  ,  she/her  is  also  acceptable  .  to  clear  up  any  possible  confusion  ,  my  writing  uses  both  pronouns  !

FULL NAME: harlowe yumi brenner

NICKNAME(S) / ALIASES: harles

DOB: 10/31/1997

AGE: 25

HEIGHT: 6′0″

ZODIAC: scorpio

GENDER: non-binary

PRONOUNS: they/them/theirs, she/her/hers

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

LANGUAGES: japanese, english , spanish

AESTHETICS:  a  motorcycle  speeding  down  the  street  ,  drummming  against  any  surface  out  of  habit  ,  an  intricate  sleeve  tattoo  ,  leather  jackets  ,  toying  with  a  butterfly  knife  ,  the  feel  of  toned  muscles  ,  wearing  doc  martens  on  the  daily  ,  kickboxing

CHARACTER  PARALLELS:  georgia  miller  (  ginny  and  georgia  )  ,  haley  graham  (  stick  it  )  ,  stiles  stilinski  (  teen  wolf  )  ,  luna  snow  (  marvel  comics  )  ,  donna  troy  (  dc  comics  )

BACKGROUND .

 they’re  born  into  a  legacy  in  los  angeles  .  victor  brenner  is  a  former  winter  olympian  .  having  won  gold  in  snowboarding  multiple  times  and  now  is  a  highly  sought  after  coach  .  naomi  saito  was  a  renowned  actress  and  musician  .  part  of  a  j-pop  girl  group  that  went  global  in  the  90s  and  won  an  academy  award  back  in  the  2000s  .  born  at  exactly  8:28pm  and  on  the  same  day  as  their  older  brother  ,  harlowe  is  brought  into  the  world  .  from  then  on  ,  them  along  with  their  brother  became  the  dynamic  duo  of  child  actors  .  with  victor  being  a  former  athlete  and  naomi  ,  an  actress  and  musician  ,  it  was  a  no  brainer  that  the  twins  would  go  into  either  profession  .

 at  age  5  ,  harlowe  is  as  cindy  lou  who  in  how  the  grinch  stole  christmas  ,  jumpstarting  her  career  in  acting  .  from  then  on  they  start  booking  various  roles  in  various  shows  like  spy  kids  2  and  bridge  to  terabithia  .  during  this  time  ,  harlowe  also  starts  voice  and  music  classes  .  they  take  up  piano  before  moving  on  to  guitar  then  bass  and  then  percussion  ,  falling  in  love  with  the  notion  of  playing  drums  .  and  at  age  8  ,  they’re  told  they’re  a  music  prodigy  .

 at  age  13  ,  harlowe  gets  cast  as  jenny  humphrey  in  gossip  girl  and  stays  as  a  series  regular  for  about  three  seasons  .  for  the  time  being  ,  she  and  her  family  relocate  to  new  york  .  and  while  not  everyone’s  favorite  character  ,  harlowe  finds  success  in  that  role  .  a  couple  years  down  the  line  ,  they  start  their  band  ,  ultraviolet  .  the  band’s  success  ultimately  leads  them  to  leave  gossip  girl  and  take  a  break  from  acting  due  to  being  pulled  in  different  directions  .  she  starts  to  separate  herself  from  her  brother  .  focusing  more  on  music  than  acting  .  playing  shows  and  eventually  touring  the  united  states  .

 at  the  end  of  their  first  tour  ,  the  group  goes  on  hiatus  for  a  couple  years  ,  letting  harlowe  focus  on  college  .  they  secure  a  spot  at  juilliard  .  by  now  ,  they’re  known  as  more  than  just  one  half  of  the  brenner  siblings  .  since  graduating  ,  harlowe  has  taken  a  permanent  residence  in  new  york  .

PERSONALITY .

 they’re  perceptive  .  direct  .  sociable  .  others  often  see  them  as  comfortable  with  their  environment  .  they  also  keep  people  on  their  toes  ,  never  quite  knowing  what  to  expect  from  them  .  however  ,  they  can  be  insensitive  and  impatient  at  times  .  their  bluntness  shining  through  with  those  who  can’t  keep  up  with  them  or  when  things  get  a  little  too  emotional  for  their  liking  .  and  despite  her  demeanor  ,  she’s  quite  fond  of  company  and  is  the  type  to  interact  with  almost  everyone  at  any  event  .

HEADCANONS .

this  section  is  a  wip  and  will  be  updated  when  i  think  of  more  things  !  <3

 career  claim  /  inspo  :  taylor  momsen  &  bailee  madison  .  they  were  cast  in  how  the  grinch  stole  christmas  ,  spy  kids  2  ,  and  gossip  girl

 went  to  juilliard  for  college  and  graduated  with  a  bachelor  of  music  with  focuses  in  composition  and  piano

is  the  drummer  and  lead  singer  of  their  band  ‘  ultraviolet  ’

 has  extended  family    living  in  new  york  so  the  city  isn’t  unfamiliar  territory  to  them

has  a  dobermann  named  kenzo

 did  brazilian  jiu  jitsu  when  they  were  younger  and  continued  on  into  adulthood  .  they  currently  have  their  blackbelt  !

in  recent  years  has  picked  up  kickboxing

 collects  vintage  weaponry  (  specifically  knives  and  daggers  )  and  butterfly  knives  

speaking  of  butterfly  knives  ,  often  has  one  on  her  and  is  often  doing  tricks  with  it  whenever  they  want  to  keep  their  hands  busy

if  it  is  not  obvious  ,,,  a  little  bit  of  an  adrenaline  junkie

has  been  away  touring   with  their  band  and  it  only  recently  ended  so  harlowe’s  taking  a  bit  of  a  breather  before  starting  to  compose  next  album

[missingn000]

i just finally got around to reading your immaculate spy x family fic (which i was saving reading for when i could get maximum enjoyment from it) and then got caught up on the latest phantom guardian chapter (we love tonal whiplash <3) aND BOTH WERE GREAT AS USUAL

loid teaching yor to slow dance in their living room before confessing his love to her? yeah yeah, that’s cool, just gonna fundamentally shift what i consider the epitome of romance, it’s all good. also also also, your descriptive writing???? i wanna eat it, im absorbing it into my bloodstream (affectionate). also all of your writing for their kiss was just, so fantastic. my asexual ass has never been so invested in a kiss before lmao. (also the scene of anya crying and loid trying to comfort her but ultimately failing because she knows his true intentions was fucking gut wrenching in the best way omg my heart)

and then y’know. the phantom guardian. delightful and agonizing as always. the shoko/nanami and yuki/toji content? immaculate, showstopping, 11/10. toji and gojo being sent to tengen’s place? screaming, dying, panicking (but also their father and son dynamic ;-; they fambly). THINKING OF RIKO WHEN SEEING MAKI AND THEN CALLING SUGURU????? agony, panic, morbid curiosity. suguru and mahito? dead, dying, throwing up. LAWYER MAN???? fascinated, hooked, oh god he has airpods in he doesn’t know he’s about to get roped into insanity. all this to say another stunning, and very on brand chapter to add to this masterwork of a fanfic. also i love your writing so damn much it lives rent free in my head and rattles around like a maraca <3 thank you for blessing us with your writing and i hope you’re doing alright and have a lovely day!!

HI YOU ARE SO KIND I'M GOING TO MELT 😭❤️️ i'm so pleased you liked my sxf fic!! i was really proud of how that one turned out...writing for a series for the first time is always tough and it's so encouraging to hear you liked all those moments between loid, anya, and yor. also, i TOTALLY get what you mean, my ace ass is over here cheering these two on for the kiss of their life. kiss scenes are so hard to write, dude. what comes to me way more naturally is people beating each other up /lh

regarding tpg, yup we're back at it with the tonal whiplash xD (i say as if there isn't some form of tonal whiplash in like every chapter...in 32, too). YES THE LAWYERMAN IS HERE! i cracked up at "oh god he has airpods in he doesn’t know he’s about to get roped into insanity." he truly has no idea what he's in for, this poor guy.

seriously, this message made my day. thank you for this lovely ask, and i hope YOU are having a great day too!!

[bonesandthebees]

the thing is i think a lot of ranboo's pushiness can come off as genuine concern, like he actually does care that tommy's upset or that wilbur doesn't trust him (and he probably does! but just how much of that caring was natural and how much was him just trying to get closer to them?). like, there's no subtlety there but he gets away with it because you just don't expect subtlety and cunning from pushy but kindhearted backbone-of-a-chocolate-eclair ranboo.

(i had a high school classmate who was kinda like that, she seemed sweet and honest as sugar but she was actually really good at getting other people to sympathize with her. i never really knew that girl well but my other classmates despised her guts)

i personally do want to believe that phil's genuinely grown to care for wilbur and the spying thing was from Before that (and well, what's the point of phil having someone spying on wilbur if wilbur's coming to phil with his problems directly now, and never even trusted ranboo from the start??)...but ranboo heading straight for the throne room like he's still reporting to phil...hhhhhhhhhhhh

jack on the other hand i trust 100%. my man manifold had no stakes in all this shit.

NO GUYS ESCAPING THE FORTRESS PLANET IS A TERRIBLE IDEA oh no they have airpods in they can't hear us /j

man stars!wilbur is just going through the fucking ringer. he thinks he can trust and open up to 1 (one) man and then this shit happens /lh

(and we still haven't seen them use their siren powers yet sooo 👀)

that's exactly why ranboo's pushiness was so effective. it came off as him being genuinely concerned, but too socially awkward to ask about things in a more subtle way. his anxious demeanor and how he'll backtrack very quickly with an apology if wilbur tells him he's gone too far just adds to this. you don't assume he's gonna be a spy because he's so nervous! you just think he's awkward! but no, he's just an awkward spy.

(yeah that tracks, the ones that seem sweet and shy are sometimes the ones you have to watch out for the most)

guess we'll have to wait and see what's going on with phil. maybe it was all part of his manipulation tactics, or maybe some genuine care popped up at some point. who knows? not wilbur, that's for sure.

jack <33

THEY HAVE AIRPODS IN NOOOO THEY CAN'T HEAR US OVER THEIR TRAUMA

stars!wilbur literally deserves a year long nap after this shit he's been through way too much

siren powers will appear soon ;)

[incorrectbatfam]

Batfam as bad fanfic ideas

AKA ideas I've had but decided to put on hold indefinitely

Dick: magic AU where all lies suddenly become true and the main character had just told their family they're a doctor when in reality they dropped out three years ago and worked at Wendy's

Jason: enemies to lovers in a series of increasingly elaborate Spy vs. Spy hijinks but it's a library AU so they have to be quiet the whole time

Tim: monster AU where one character is a horrifying eldritch abomination living in a cave and the other character is another horrifying eldritch abomination living in the same cave and they were cavemates

Damian: one character is a dog walker, the other is training for a marathon, and they meet at the park when the dog gets off its leash and bites the runner

Duke: a Dungeons and Dragons campaign where everyone is a bard

Cullen: "You stole my AirPods" "No I didn't, they just all look the same" AU but the AirPods die at the end

Stephanie: character thought she was registering to vote but instead accidentally signs up for an obscure food-themed beauty pageant

Cassandra: meet-ugly where they come across a dead body at the same time

Barbara: time travel AU where the character can only travel back if they're wearing period-accurate clothing

Harper: Romeo and Juliet AU except they're star-crossed enemies whose families are close friends and they want to run away so they can properly fight each other

Carrie: character gets trapped in a candy shop overnight not knowing that it's going to become an abandoned landmark for squatters and vandals

Kate: lovers to best friends where two gay opposite-gender characters pretend to be a straight in order to appease their families during the holidays and promptly break up after

Alfred: couple takes a pottery class and one makes an ornate vase while the other makes a certain body part

Selina: Princess and the Frog AU except instead of turning back into a human when kissed the frog turns into another animal

Bruce: character accepts a job offer as an interpreter but they lied on their application and can actually only speak one language and the only other person who knows is their polyglot co-worker

[collectivefandomstuff]

Family Roadtrip

[Car 1]

Dick: [driving] I spy with my little eye... something green!

Damian:

Dick: aaaand... small...

Damian:

Dick: [obviously eyeing the christmas tree ornament hanging on the rearview mirror] aaaand poiiinty...

Damian:

Dick: it's moooving....

Damian: It's July, Grayson. Have some respect for yourself as a man and rid your vehicle of that seasonally inappropriate garbage

-

[Car 2]

Selina: [in the passanger seat] we should play a game!

Bruce: [driving] ...perhaps we could review our performance during the past month

Cass: [puts in her airpods and starts blasting music]

Selina: [looks disgusted]

Bruce: [less confidently]...but as a game?

Duke: [groans from the backseat] why did I have to come? And why did I have to ride in THIS car?

Selina: [points behind them with her thumb] would you rather be in that one?

-

[Car 3]

Steph: [in the middle back seat, reaches in front and punches Jason so hard he careens into the door] YELLOW CAR

Jason: [in the passenger seat] WE'RE PLAYING ZITCHDOG

Tim: [Driving, casually punches Jason in the gut] Zitchdog

Steph: Let's listen to Spice Girls!

Jason: [wincing and rubbing his stomach] Yeah, replacement. Let Posh Spice cull your violent tendencies

Tim: MY violent tendencies?

Steph: Yeah, Timmy, no need to be aggressive

Tim: If I put on Spice Girls this whole car is gonna be one giant aggression

Steph: oh, c'mon, you love 90's pop no need to- [is interrupted by a text alert]

Jason: [checks his phone] oh fuck you too Bruce

Tim: What's he saying?

Jason: "I'll be connecting all cars to a telephone conference shortly so we can play a game together" I swear to god-

Steph: What game? [looks through her bag for her phone] oh! Cass texted. She says Bruce is making everyone discuss their battle performance "as a game" how is that a game?

Tim and Jason: ...

Steph: [sighs] I guess we're just gonna have to suffer through it

Steph, Tim and Jason: ...

Jason: ...or-

-

[Car 1]

Bruce: [through the speakers] ...and after you've detailed the fight everyone will grade you on a scale from 1 to 10-

Dick: Bruce, this really isn't a fun family activity

Bruce: [through the speakers] It was suggested to me that we should play a game

Selina: [through the speakers, exasperated] for gods sake Bruce what's wrong with "Zitchdog"??

Damian: Father, I cannot believe that you would allow Grayson to keep Christmas decorations up past January. It disgraces the whole family.

Dick: we need to sort out your list of priorities Damian

Duke: [through the speakers, aggravated] oh. my. GOD.

Dick: Anyway, I- [stops as he watches Car 3 zoom by at breakneck speed] uh...

Bruce: [through the speakers] what are they DOING? Selina, add Tim's car to the call

Everyone: [flinches violently as loud music screams from the speakers]

Jason and Steph: [through the noise from the speakers] I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY REALLY WANT

Steph: [through the music] I WANNA HUH-

Jason: [through the music] I WANNA- OW WHAT THE HELL

Tim: [through the music] ZITCHDOG!

Jason: [through the music] HANDS ON THE WHEEL

Tim: [through the music, in a manic voice] WE DIE LIKE MEN

Steph: [through the music, screaming] I WANNA REALLY REALLY REALLY WANNA ZIGAZIG AH

Dick: [hurriedly cuts off the feed from car 3] ...

Bruce: ...

Selina: [through the speakers, sullenly] THEY'RE playing zitchdog

[ggidolsmuts]

Exception - April Naeun

You glance at your watch - 8:59 PM.

"Shit!" The sweat streams down your shirt as you slam rather than push through the glass doors of your regular gym.

You throw your membership card down on the front desk, and it bounces off the surface, flying off and hitting the receptionist.

"S-sorry sorry!" You apologize profusely. "Am I in time?"

"Unfortunately not sir." She ducks under the desk, picking up your membership card. She hands you your card, her eyes scanning your drenched shirt. "But we don't close for another hour, I will make an exception for you, you may use our facilities until then."

"Thank you so much, Miss..." You eye the badge on her petite chest, trying not to stare.

"Naeun, Lee Naeun."

"Yes, thank you! Are you new here?" You ask - you don't recognize the name, and you're sure you wouldn't forget someone as pretty as her.

"I just started last week."

"Nice, welcome, thank you so much again, it is nice to meet you!"

"Likewise, please go ahead, I will let you know when we're closing."

Nodding at Naeun, you head for the dressing rooms, taking off your sticky office wear and putting on your exercise gear. Feeling relaxed and comfortable, you put your stuff in the locker and head to the machines, airpods in ear. You put on some music and begin your routine - some cardio, some weights, some bodyweight exercises, the usual.

As you go through your workout you spy Naeun going through the gym, wiping down the unused machines, re-racking weights, and disinfecting surfaces. She smirks when she catches you glancing at her through the many mirrors in the gym, and you quickly look back down at whatever you are working on. Her looks are stunning, but the employee uniform did little for her figure, and part of you wished to see more. What you don't notice are her own looks at you as she admires your body, her interest piqued after seeing you in a wet shirt earlier.

Your wishes are granted as halfway through your workout you feel a tap on your shoulder.

"Mind if I join you?"

You take out your airpods and turn around. The airpods drop to the ground, and so does your jaw when you see Naeun in a breathtakingly sexy exercise outfit - a black sports bra complemented with black leggings, her midriff looking delicious, her legs looking like they stretch for miles. Little is left to the imagination.

"N-no, by all means. You're off work?"

"No, all the employees sneak a little bit of workout themselves in here before we close. Keep it a secret?" She asks you, putting a finger to her luscious lips.

"Sure, of course."

You do all you can to hide your erection, splitting time between staring at her sensuous body stretching and focusing on pretending to workout. She gives you a knowing smile, before getting on the treadmill opposite you, giving you a great show of her perky butt as it jiggles while she jogs. Sweats drip from your hair as you begin to pump iron more intensely, Naeun's rear view giving you added motivation. Before too long she stops and gets off the treadmill, heading out of sight of the mirror. Disappointed, your focus returns to the workout.

"Gah!" As you finish your set you are jolted out of your rhythm by a bottle of water being dumped on your head! You look up to see Naeun grinning at you. "What was that for?"

"Oh nothing, I just thought your t-shirt wasn't wet enough."

"W-what?" You sputter, wiping the water with your shirt, making it wetter.

"Nice..." Naeun says approvingly, her eyes taking in your defined arms and chest. She gestures to the yoga room. "I like to do some yoga to cool down, care to join me?"

How can you say no? You follow her wordlessly into the room, Naeun grabs a yoga mat, rolling it out for herself. You go to grab one for yourself, but she stops you.

"We can use one mat. Also, by the way, I do naked yoga." Before you know it her sports bra has fallen, and she is peeling her leggings off, showing off her creamy skin - your eyes dart between her breasts and her legs, unsure which you want to look at more.

"Do all the employees do naked yoga too?" You ask with a smile, pulling her in, her nipples already hard with arousal.

"No, but let's keep that a secret too shall we?" You reply with a kiss, lowering the two of you to the mat.

"Wait! We need to do yoga!"

You sit up, flabbergasted. "Seriously?"

"Yes, I'll make it worth your while."

"Fine."

"You should get naked too." You quickly ditch your wet t-shirt and gym shorts.

She eyes your cock, pointing straight at her "Mm nice... my turn." Your breath catches as her hands go to her panties, her hips shimmying teasingly, sliding them off her long legs. You lick your lips, wetting them as you see Naeun's own glistening lips. She gets on all fours, making your cock stand just that little bit harder. "Cow pose... come join me." You join her on the yoga mat and take the same position over her. The two of you gasp as you slide your cock over her slit, rubbing her deliberately. She stops you when you trying to bring your face to her neck. "Ah ah, face up, do it properly... and hold." Grudgingly you keep your neck raised, your breath tickling her ear as you hold the position. It takes all your willpower to not take her right there like a bull, but you manage it.

Naeun ducks underneath you, the delicious friction testing your resolve as she gets out from below you. "Okay, next pose, standing forward bend." She spreads her legs before showing off her flexibility, bending all the way down and grabbing her ankles with her hands. There was no way you can resist when she presents herself like this, and she knew it. She looks at you cheekily, and says in the most casual tone. "You can put it in me, but you can't move, I need to maintain the position."

You don't care, and your hands go to her bent over hips. Standing over her you line your shaft up with her entrance and push into her heat. Naeun trembles at the intrusion but holds her pose. "Mmm... and hold." For a long minute your willpower is tested once more as you force your hips to stay still, even though you want nothing more than to pound into her from behind. Your breathing gets more and more labored as you try to maintain composure, the heat of the room and her walls getting to you. Eventually and frustratingly Naeun bends forward a little, making her slide off you as she straightens back up, her cheeks painted with a little blush.

"Good job so far, we're almost there. Last pose, puppy pose." She gets on her knees again, leaning forward and lying prostrate on the ground, keeping her hips in the air. She shuffles her legs open a little, drops of arousal leaking onto the mat, her body begging for your entrance. You join her on the mat, mounting her with a kiss on her back. Drawing a muffled moan into the mat from her, you penetrate her as you lean forward, pressing down on her again.

"Does naked yoga always feel this good?" You whisper into her ear.

"Only when you do it with someone that feels- nngh big!" She gasps, feeling you flex your throbbing cock inside her. "That’s nice, let me know how this feels..." You grunt into her neck as the pressure around your shaft increases significantly, her velvet glove closing around you as she clenches you tightly.

"Damn, looks like you do more than the typical gym exercises." You quip. She pulls a moan from you with her pelvic muscles, and you do the same in reply, making your cock flex inside her tightened warmth. She lets out a whine as she relaxes, taking a break before clamping down on you again. Sweat forms on your bodies, yours pressed flush against hers as the two of you motionlessly fuck, holding the position while you let your muscles do the work.

The rhythm she is gripping you with slowly begins to drift, as does your rhythm of flexing your member, moving it around inside her more and more quickly. The friction of your cock inside her is amplified by your lack of motion outside, your shaft getting bigger and harder with every passing moment. The pulsating of her walls around you grows more and more erratic until finally, with a high-pitched whine into the mat Naeun climaxes around you, her slick flowing over the tip of your spear.

"Oh fuck..." The new sensation and her trembling body underneath you pushes you over the edge, and with a low moan of your own your cock grows thicker against her pressing walls, semen surging through your shaft before shooting into her wet depths, laying claim to her worn out body. The two of you collapse on to the mat, gasping and sweating as if you just ran a marathon.

"That was, the best, exercise!" She manages between pants, still recovering from her orgasm.

"Ugh... that was incredible!" You groan, watching her roll on her back - one hand goes down her body, using a finger to scoop up your thick cum. She puts the finger in her mouth, sucking it clean.

"Mmm that is a great protein shake, you know what they say, cum is zero calories!" The absurd and lewd remark contrasts greatly with her innocent looks, and you quickly find your second wind, your cock stiff and shining from her juices. Naeun notices and lies on the mat, raising her legs, bending her knees in the air, and grabbing her ankles by her hands. "Ah the happy baby pose is my favorite..."

And it might be yours too, as she presents herself for you once more, spread wide open, your white cum leaking down her gaping pussy. You scoot over to her and kneel between her legs, a gasp escaping her when you rub the tip of her messy slit. She whines, wriggling her body, wanting you to move. You watch, mesmerized by her figure as she moves around, trying to get you to penetrate her, her breasts jiggling slightly with every shift of her hips.

"Come on... fuck me already!"

"Not yet." You lean down, pulling your shaft away from her dripping slit to capture a breast instead. You suck one moan after another out of her as you tongue on and around her nipple. Your other hand makes sure the other breast isn't neglected - groping, squeezing, and pinching gently. Naeun is left breathless, the varied sensations causing her to toss her head left and right, her pose long broken, her hands wandering between pulling on her hair and grabbing at your arms. Her legs reach up to wrap around you, and her hands pull your face up from her chest, her eyes unfocused, frenzied in arousal.

"Fuck me already, fuck me hard!"

She yelps when you pull her crotch up towards you, your cock throbbing against her butt, her folds leaving juice and cum on your abdomen. You grin at her confused expression.

"Oh no, you don't get to just lay there while I do all the work, I hope your core strength is good." You support her light body with one hand, while the other goes to aim your slick shaft. The tip of your member presses against her heat, and with a pull of her hips you jam her on to you, stuffing her completely with your cock. Naeun's scream of satisfaction is music to your ears. Your hands grip her waist, forcing Naeun to arc backwards, her head upside down, hair splayed out on the mat. Your begin pulling and pushing her on and off your shaft horizontally, using your hips to amplify your pleasure, plugging her powerfully.

Naeun's cries grow louder as the angle allows you to hit her sweet spot deep inside her walls, sending a shockwave of pleasure with every jerk of her hips against yours. Her toned stomach twitches and flexes as her legs wrap around your butt, trying to maintain the pose.

"Oh, oh god yes, this feels amazing!" She wails, her depths pulling you in tighter and tighter with every passing second. Your arms burn, but you go faster and faster, chasing your own pleasure, your eyes fixated on her bouncing breasts, giving the two of you the best workout of your lives.

"Oh-" With a piercing scream that dies out halfway, Naeun's voice breaks, her orgasm shattering her previous definition of pleasure. Her legs seize up and fall off you, toes curling into the mat. With the new leverage her hips buck up fiercely against you, with a strength driven by ecstasy. So strong are her spasms that she lifts clean off your cock, spraying your upper body with her honey before crashing to the ground, twitching and completely spent.

"Ah fuck, cumming!" The intensity of her orgasm, the grasp of her pussy around your shaft, the sheen of her juices on your body, dripping on to the puddle she is making on the mat, it all proves too much. You grip your throbbing cock and explode, white cum shooting out of your tip, covering her entire body. Multiple bursts are released from your pulsing shaft, finding many targets - her abs, her breasts, her pretty face. You can only shudder and groan as you empty your load all over Naeun.

Finally you collapse to the mat too, using your arm to avoid crushing her. When you finally open your eyes you are greeted by a smiling Naeun, her face covered with spots of your cum, contrasting sinfully with her flushed cheeks.

"Sorry, I made quite a mess." You apologize between deep breaths.

Naeun eyes your juice-coated chest pointedly. "So did I... that was incredible, oh my god..." You grab your t-shirt, offering it to her for clean up, but she waves you off, pointing you to one of the cupboards in the room. You find towels in there and grab two, handing one to her.

"Thanks." The two of you clean up in silence, the awkwardness settling in. Sufficiently clean, she gets up, covering her body best she can. "I-I'm going to shower!" She dashes to the door, her clothes piled up in her arms, but not before she stops and addresses you shyly.

"T-thank you for tonight, please come back soon."

You stop by the next day, but she was nowhere to be found. You didn't want to cause her any trouble and didn't want anyone to find out about your tryst with her, so you didn't ask about her shifts. With nothing else to do, your only hope is to go again at the same time next week.

Time flies, and before you know it, you find yourself waiting outside the gym at 8:59 pm. You take a deep breath and push open the glass doors.

"Sorry, we are-" Naeun stops when she recognizes you, biting her lip. You stride over, placing your membership card on the desk.

"Am I in time?"

"Unfortunately not sir," Your heart drops as she walks past you. You turn around, expecting her to show you out, but to your surprise you see her facing you, back to the door. With an audible click she locks the door behind her, facing you with a soft but seductive smile. "But I will make an exception, just for you." She closes the distance to you before pulling you in for a hungry kiss.

"I was hoping you would be here, I didn't know when you would be working." You gasp, breathlessly breaking the kiss.

"I'm here now." She kisses you needily, her body melting into yours, promising so much more.

"Why did you leave so quickly last time?" You ask her after the impromptu make out session.

"I-I got scared, I panicked about doing it with a customer... but I want to feel that good again, make me feel that good again." Naeun's eyes glitter with lust, running her hands over your body. She coughs and straightens her back, taking on a professional tone once more. "Please allow me to assist with your workout routine tonight."

"Of course, please lead the way."

Time to work up a sweat tonight.

A/N: I spent way too much time researching what yoga positions to have sex in. Anyways, Naeun is stunning, I found out about her in A-Teen, was so happy to find out she was an idol lol. April have been putting out some good songs. I hope you enjoy, thank you for reading!