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sukioyakio · 7 months

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START OF SOMETHING NEW

POPSTAR!MIGUEL x NERDY!femreader

Summary: basically where reader come to an concert with her best friend to see the spider man’s,then she end up meeting him,and saving or helping his butt out of an situation

Warning:cursing,horrible at describing things,.

AN:umm hell to you guys who are reader this,this is my first time posting my work here,and I just WANTED TO SAY I HOPE YOU enjoyed this,I made my friends read this me,so yea,and helped me with their feedback and any feedback is APPRECIATED,and pls don’t be afraid to comment,anyway I hope you enjoyed this first chapter

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she was woken by the sound of her alarm,causing to rub her eyes,and getting up from her comfortable bed,as she look at the time to see what it was,she realized she was going to late for work,

Reader/y/n-“fuck,fuck,fuck,shit I’m going to be late for work again,ughhh” she says as she runs to the bathroom,take an quick shower,washes her hair,her face and body,then got out of the bathroom,drying herself really quickly,and then she gets dress,hurting herself with the corner of the bed,-“ahhh!shit,ufhh,jezz that shit hurt,oww”,she says while biting her lip,she was done getting dress,she put her shoes,-“should I eat something?nope that will take time”she says to herself,as she runs towards the bathroom,to brush her teeth and do her hair (well trying),her hair was messy and all over the place,as she runs towards the door grabbing her keys and her oversized jacket,and the important things,

She was running towards her work job,passing people,and finally she got to work (she works in coffee shop),she was sweating, “at least I got my exercise for the day”,as she look at her best friend who had her hand tied with work,and with the tons of customers,walking in the back she knew that this was going to be an very much exhausting day.

“So,what do you have for your excuse this time so being late to work,hmm?”-her best friend (let just call her Millie) while she was making the coffee,and the sweet tea,(tbh I was writing what Starbucks employees do😔🤫😭) as she look at her,with an teasing smile,as reader looked at her with playful rolling her eyes,”oh shut it,I just had an extraordinarily long night and woke up late,of study”-she said while finishing up someone coffee,and calling the name of the customer,giving them an fake smile,

as she goes back to her station,as she was making another customer order,as she hear Millie speak-“so your coming with meeeee to the concert Right,your coming right,it like the first time I actually see THE Miguel in person” millie said happily and nudging her arm,as reader mumbles some words under her breath, “Oh yea I’m gonna come with you,I’m so happy to see him and his performance” she try’s not to sound unpleasant,and not annoyed,but it come out sarcastic as fuck,

After the rush hour,of customers coming in,everything went to quiet and only an few customers were there,millie was the first to talk to her,as she walked to where reader was,

Millie knew she would be at one of the table and working on her own homework for her college assignment,as Millie sat next to her since there was nothing to do,as reader looked at her,with an raise eyebrows “yes Millie?what is it” she says with an playful smile and questioning voice,as she put her attention on her,just to see millie with her ionic grin,

”sooooooo,since you are going WITH me,to the concert,can I-“ Millie got interrupted by her “No,nope,nuh nuh,no make up ” she said to her with not wanting an argument with her,”yuh uhhhhh,just onceeeee,I won’t bother you,pleaseee” millie says with an desperate voice and an pout,as reader rolls her eyes

“Mhmm,how about you ask your ghost friend to come you to the concert,hmm what was his Name Again,OH YEA it Casper”she says in an serious yet sarcastic tone,as she rolls her eyes,as Millie dramatically gasp at her word,and hold her chest with her hand and place where her heart is,” you wouldn’t dare leave me all ALONE in an concert,uhhhh fine I won’t talk about it” millie says defeating as she crossed her arms,”uh huh,good” she says with an chuckle and look at reader assignment,and her face down In horror,”wait,wait we had homework for Ms Marine,UGRHH” millie says with an deep sigh,as reader look at her and reader said it ok that she can copy her own work

Then it was the time to get ready for Miguel O’Hara concert,as reader didn’t really care about being fancy or anything she just got her t-shirt and her comfortable pajama pants and her comfortable hoodie,and wash her face,and waited for Millie to pick her up,as she was scroll on her instagram feed,after 10 minutes later,she see an text message saying “IM HERE BITCH LET FUCKING GOOO AND I BOUGHT THE CAR THAT MY DADY GOT ME!!”,she chuckles,and went through the front the door and got her key, her phone,and her wallet,and walked out the door and took the stairs down to Mille car,seeing she that she looked beautiful as always,as she opens the passenger door and sat inside to hear Mille speak “IM SOOO READY TO SEE HIM,OMFG What IF HE SMILE AT ME!but I’m not that delusional!” Mille says happily and smiling,as she drove to the concert,as reader laughed at her stuipdness,she can’t help but smile as well,at seeing her best friend being so happy

Trying to find an Dawn parking spot was the hardest getting inside was an absolute mission,with people coming in and out,but we got there,and Millie got to the one of the front row’s,and Millie wouldn’t stop talking about Miguel ohara,or the other members and then after 35 minutes of waiting for the concert to start,the spider Band (MOST creative name ever 😔😌✊)

Lyla:”HELLO Ladies and Gentlemannnnnnn,WHO IS READY FOR THE PERFORMANCE OF YOUR LIFETIME!!!! SAYYY hello to THE SEXIEST Band ever!! THE SPIDER’S!!!”lyla says happily,while holding the mic,she was smiling with such an adorable face,and her walk toward the stage was smooth,she was wearing an white colored suit with flowing yellow floral laced layer that was strap to her waist of her suit,moving with her body,as she was infront of the stage,she put her hand in the air and positioned her finger in an gun position,and speaker into the mic

“LET MAKE THIS ONE OF AN HELL OF AN NIGHT!!”lyla says with an smirk and then she stomped on the floor then the whole stadium goes dark,Millie who was shaking reader the whole time and screaming like the other people around them,reader who thought she would loss her hearing,as she watched Millie screaming from the top of her lung,as she looked at the stage to see the crowd quiet down,as now the band was now there pairs such colorful clothes and designs,as the crowd gets loud as hell,with all of them saying “THE SPIDER BAND!!”,As reader see the light on Lyla and this guy with an sort of punk rock designed with such cool looking pants,and he was wearing makeup,an neon red and green stripes on his face only in the corner of her eyes,as he tap something on his ear,and speak to the crowd “let’m Rock and roll,BABY!!”hobie says with an playful voice,as he played his guitar,then the other band members,including Gwen,miles,Miguel,pavitr,Lyla,Margo,and Jessica (those are the people who are on stage,the other members who are peter b Parker,Ben Riley,Miles.G/Miles42 are in the back stage)

*Insert any song that you think would fit all of them together,with of them singing*(I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WOULD ALL OF THEM SING TOGETHER,😭😭☠️💀especially with Miguel,Miles,gwen,hobie,Lyla,Jess,pavitr and margo,cuz like I know what role Gwen and hobie would be,cuz of the movie,I for sure know that margo would definitely be an background singer or an lead up singer,but IDK WHAT SONG WOULD THEY SING TOGETHER,but if they were to sing there singles,I know what they would sing😭😭😭)as reader see an tall as hell guy standing there with an fake smile on his face,as he was singing the lyrics,he was wearing an turtleneck with so many accessories on his pants,and he had his hair combed back neatly,he was wearing gloves and sunglasses that put his outfit together,but reader wasn’t even interested in this concert to be honest with herself,she was just interested in the outfit they had on,

AFTER the concert was finished,everyone was leaving and so did she and Millie did,but after finding which car is her and where is it they found it,”come on,I can drive you home,it already late”Millie said gently to reader,as reader”im fine,Millie,it only an few blocks away from here,anyway you need to get some sleep,so you could copy my homework” she says with an calmly voice,but in an tone that Millie knows that no matter what she does she won’t get in,

”fine,I see you later,you better not get kidnapped,cuz I’m going to find who tf dare touch my nerdy friend”Millie says as she get inside the and starts to drive away waving goodbye to reader,

as reader starts to walk away from the stadium that was host inside of the concert,fixing her glasses and she was enjoying her late night walk alone,as she looks up at the moon light,putting her hands in her pjs pants,she was humming to her favorite song,after walking halfway away from the stadium,she hears an crowd of people coming here,their feet steps were coming to were she was,as she was still walking,she and someone bumped into her,as she just stumble an little bit,as she look behind as she see Miguel O’Hara standing there,

as she rolls her eyes,mumbling “ay great now im here with mr hot stuff” she says in an whisper voice she thought that she could only hear,but Miguel heard her,and said “I’m sorry, wait,esperar por favor,can you please hide me from those culo loco fans” he said in an annoyed,yet desperate voice,as he face showing his annoyance,as they could hear the group of people coming towards them,as she waits an little bit,and look at his face,and pushes her glasses,and sighs softly, “fine,I’ll help but when those people leave im leaving”she says with an scuff and take off her hoodie and handed to him,he looks at it and then get more annoyed at her “what now you want me to write an autograph on your hoodie,ah Que maravilloso” he said sarcastically,as he rolls his eyes out,and mumbles some words,reader who looks at him like he was slow, “no dumbass,I’m sorry if you can’t use your popstar brain,to figure out I’m telling you to wear it” she says in an harsh yet sarcastic voice,as she rolls her eye at him,and gave him an fake smile,as Miguel looked at her glasses,and then grab the hoodie and put it on him,she just didn’t care enough about his attitude at the moment and the only thing she cared was going home and not being bothered,”Now what,pequeña señorita”Miguel says in an stern voice,as the footsteps we’re getting louder,”now switch glasses,so it can be believeable,and ruffled your hair mr ohara,and start walking”as he did it and walked forward,as the group of people were the same street as them,and were asking where is Miguel or he couldn’t have gone that far from here,or that maybe one of the members got him,but in the end they left,as reader and Miguel were walking,and heard that they left,reader trip on an someone wallet,”are you seriously that blind without your glasses”Miguel says in his stern voice but his serious act was breaking up ,and chuckles at reader tripping over, “oh shut it mr bad boy wannabe,just give me my glasses and hoodie back and I’m be on my way” she say with an attitude,as she get up from the floor,and try to find where Miguel is,as she feel someone hand on her face taking off the sunglasses,and then put her circles glasses on her face,”there” he says to her,with an serious face,and he takes off the hoodie as well,giving it to her,”thanks” he says to her and walks the other way,”yea,hope…to never see you again” she say calmly and walked her way home,and when she finally got home with no problem,she didn’t care about shower,she was too tired to do anything but sleep on her bed.Meanwhile Miguel was at gas station,he needed to get away from his famous life and just chill,he needed to get away from those annoying flashing lights always on his face or his crew members faces,as he was sitting down by the side of an road eating an snack,as he watched the moon,as he recalled what that girl said “mr bad boy wannabe”as he scoffed at her comment,and rolled his eyes,”what an werid rude girl” as he got up,to only hear the sound of his phone,as he looked it was Lyla saying to come here,so they can go to the hotel,as he call an anyone to pick him up.

#miguel o'hara fluff #miguel ohara fanfiction #series 1 #miguel o’hara x reader #Popstar!miguel x nerdyreader #first time writing

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likesomekindofcheese · 3 years

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Will You Accept This Rose? Chapter One (Queen and Beatles Crossover/Bachlorette AU!)

Word Count: 2K

A/N: Hello! She’s up! I know this idea has been done with BohRap so I thought it would be fun to try my hand! The Bachlor/ette is my ultimate guilty pleasure show!! I got a lot of inspiration from @freddiesaysalright;s Bachlorette AU and the @bohrapbachelorette blog, so check them out and their beautiful writing too! Enjoy!

Warnings: swearing and some drinking.

Heels clicking, you took a deep breath and walked downstairs. Right outside the doors, Chris Harrison stood in his tan suit with a big smile that wrinkled at the ends of his tan skin. His large eyes sparkling as he saw you in your blue evening gown that slinked to the floor.

“Well, Y/N, are you ready for tonight?” he asked, rubbing his hands.

“I…I’m so nervous!” you confessed with a laugh. “Actually…I’m shaking I’m so nervous!”

You took out your hands to show the tremor. He took them in his and he smiled.

“You have nothing to be afraid of. The guys are all wonderful. It’s a smaller group…I’m sorry. The last Bachelorette made her decision and she is now happily engaged. Thank you so much for popping in last minute…This is a lot, but it will be fun. Do you feel ready for this?”

Taking in a deep sigh, you admitted, you did not feel ready. But honestly, when would you ever be? There was a cold breeze, and you felt a shiver despite the balmy California air.

“I…I am…” you made yourself say.

“Have you ever been in love?” Chris asked, he shepered you to walk around the rose bushes to get out the nervous evergy you had left.

“I…I honestly don’t know! Maybe a couple times, but never…never passionately. Deeply.”

“Well. Y/N. I’m about to help change all of that. In fact, your husband might be here in less than an hour. Are you ready to meet him?”

“As I’ll ever be!”

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Meanwhile in Garden Lodge, Freddie let out a yelp as the credits rolled. Jim hurried in with his bowl of popcorn to see what the matter was.

“It’s on! Already! Oh-it…it’s time!” he muttered, gathering his things.

“Oh! Darling-look at her-she’s glowing!” he commented.

They got the blanket ready and sat on their places on the couch, well-reserved for Tuesday nights and The Bachlorette.

“I was so excited they announced her! Pass the popcorn, Fred…” Jim said. He made sure the wine bottles were pre-opened and ready to be poured at the right moment.

“She’s so beautiful I got chills seeing her walk out-here you go…” Freddie said, smiling proudly as Y/N beamed on the screen with a happy, hopeful smile.

“Thanks love” Jim stuffed kernels in his mouth as Miko hopped beside him, purring loudly.

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The first limo pulled out slowly. You stood still, hands propped before you. Trying to slow your breathing, you made yourself look then try to flee from nerved.

The door opened. You could feel your heart pounding a mile a minute and your breathing shallowed.

You were ready to see a man, not a little boy. But at least he was cute.

Then out stepped a little boy with auburn hair and a pale, smiling face with round cheeks. He wore a small tux and held one red rose in his hand.

Behind him walked a taller man, slender, with auburn hair, hazel eyes, and a gentle smile.

“OH, hello there?” you asked, squatting down to be at the boys height.

“Will you accept this wose?” he asked, showing you the rose in his chubby, grubby hands.

“Of course! Thank you!”

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“Awwwwwww,” Fred and Jim said in unision. Delilah meowed as if in agreement.

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“What do you say, Rob?”

“You’e welcome!”

“This..is this your son?”

“Yes, this is Robert Deacon!”

“Hello Robert!”

“Hello Y/N! Are you gonna marry my daddy?”

The man turned the color of the rose and pushed him to the side.

“Ah…a little esoon for that, I think…

Luahing yourself, you reached out to hug him.

“I’m Y/N”

“And I’m John Deacon. It’s lovely to meet you, Y/N.”

He gently handed him away to a young assistant from the camera who guided the little boy back to the limo to go home.

“I’ll see you soon, Rob!” the man waved. He gave him a kiss on the forehead before sending him off.

Hmm, he’s already a good father… you noted.

The next limousine pulled up and you heard the strumming of a guitar. A voice with a slight twang, but light and playful sang along to it.

“Love me tender, love me sweet

Never let me go

You have made my life complete

And I love you so”

A handsome young man with long dark hair, stark eyebrows, and high cheekbones walked out, singing along to the Elvis ballad. When he smiled, you could make out slight fangs. But nonetheless, he gave you a grin you could not resist.

Cheering, you applauded and he took a playful bow before walking up to you.

“That was wonderful!”

He placed the guitar over his head, putting it away. He pulled you in for the softest hug you had ever received so far in your life.

“Nice to meet you, I’m George, George Harrison. Like the song?” he asked, gesturing to his guitar.

“I’m Y/N and I love it! You play guitar!?”

“I have for years!”

“That’s amazing!”

“Not half as amazing as the sight in front of me” he said with a wicked grin again.

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“Alright, time for the wine…” Jim announced, pouring it into the glasses.

“You know what they say about a man with a big guitar, eh?” Fred laughed before his first sip. “Y/N might be a lucky woman if she takes him to the fantasy suite, darling.”

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You smiled and glanced at your folded hands, feeling yourself get hot.

“That was lovely! Please play for me some more during the party!”

“Well, if Y/N asks me, who am I to say no?” he replied with a wink. “I will If you’ll give me a snog on the cheek…”

Obliging, you pecked his soft cheek.

He then walked out, strumming a chord here or there.

The next limo that pulled up had an odd noise. You turned to the side to a camera person.

“Is…is that a bark?”

You were right. Out popped a large English Sheepdog walked over, wiggling in a happy dance as it wagged its tail in front of your gown.

“No! No Martha! Don’t get dog hair all over that gown!”

You laughed, reaching a hand down to scratch her head “She’s fine! It’s just a dress! I don’t mind a bit of hair!”

“Oh, well…that’s good.”

Looking up, you saw the prettiest pair of green eyes you had ever seen. His hair was brown and soft and his lashes were so thick, long, and dark you wondered if he used a mascara and where you could get it.

He reached down and kissed your hand gallantly, “I’m Paul, Paul McCartney. And I see you met me dog already!”

“She’s lovely!”

“She is-“

“And I’m Y/N Y//N!”

“Well, it’s pleasant to meet you. And I hope to see you in there soon…”

“Martha’s a sweetheart!”

She sat in front of you as you scratched her head.

“Martha can tell a good heart when she senses one, but I think mine has room for another lady in me life” he said with a wink.

The next man walked out. Another young man with brown hair and a square jaw and bright eyes that sparked with intelligence. His pants looked a little tight around his thighs and he smiled as soon as he saw you.

“Hello there, Y/N. I’m John, John Lennon.”

“And I’m Y/N.”

He took your hand into his and lifted it up to his lips. He then cupped yours with his other hand and kissed it so tenderly it made you melt on the inside.

“Are you enjoying your evening so far?” he asked.

“I…I am a lot more now,” you answered back.

“Well good, and Y/N….you look really beautiful tonight. Right from even when I peeked at you from inside the car, you were glowing like the sun…”

“Oh, that’s…that’s beautiful! Thank you!”

“Mind if I ‘ug you?”

“Sure?”

He wrapped his arms around you, then lifted you up and twirled you around, you burst into laughter.

He hugged you one more time and then headed over to the party.

The next limo arrived and out walked another man. He had dark hair with a slight white streak but bright blue eyes and soft, puffy lips that burst into a charming smile when he saw you.

“Hello there!”

“Hello! And you’re…”

“I’m…I’m really Richard. But you can cuse me stage name, Ringo…”

“Oh, sure! Hello Ringo-I’m Y/N”

You naturally hugged him.

“Y/N, I hope you don’t mind but…I bought you some gum. Thought you might like it after all that drinking-alright?”

He pulled out a packet of your favorite gum. You gasped as you accepted it.

“Why…yes! Yes I do!”

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“Not exactly roses, darling”

“Well, it is a little early, Fred. And she’s the one giving roses.”

“But the song isn’t fucking ‘Chewing Gum is a Girl’s Best Friend’ for a reason!” Fred huffed, downing half of his glass.

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Next appeared another car and out stepped another guitar with one of the prettiest boys you had ever seen. His blonde hair glowed like sunbeams and his eyes were the color of the summer sky. He strummed his guitar and sang in a rasp that thrilled you:

“I…just wanna testify!

Whaaaat Y/N does to meeeee!”

Changing up the rhythm enough to sing your name. He then added a bunch of “doo wops” with an impressive falsetto “yeeeeeeah!”

“That’s amazing! You play and sing!”

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Jim kept his face down in his hands for a solid minute.

“Doesn’t take much! You’ve already seen another guitarist!” he complained.

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“Yeah-write too. I’m Roger-Roger Taylor.”

He gave a half-lidded look that made your stomach churn.

“And I’m…I’m Y/N! I mean- you know I- I am Y/N!” you began giggling out of nervousness and hugged him.

Then in drove a car…or it sounded like one. But there was a Rocketship constructed over the car like a parade float. And the door read “YOUR FUTURE HUSBAND.”

Laughing, out stepped a space suit with a different flower: a tulip. He handed it to you and you laughed.

He removed his helmet and revealed a mane of curly, dark hair. His cheekbones were high and his eyes hazel and soft. Despite the largeness of his hair and height there was a gentle demeaner on him.

“Hello there!” you said with a laugh “are you my future husband?”

“I…I mean, I hope I might be” he said with a little blush in his cheeks. You hugged each other, he was warm and soft and smelled of fresh deodorant.

“That was amazing! Who are you?”

“I’m Brian, Brian May…”

“Wonderful, I’m Y/N…”

You walked over to the main living room of the mansion, happy and a little overwhelmed. Already they were all wonderful. Though George and Roger stared at each other with fire in their eyes at the two acoustic guitars. Roger gently put his down and shoved his hands in his pockets. George took a deep breath and held onto his carefully.

You walked in, each with your own glass of wine to begin with.

“Gentlemen, to finding love!”

“To finding love!” they raised their glasses and clinked them.

“Ey Y/N, let me steal you for a minute…” Roger offered, he slinked forward, eyes bright and confident.

“Oh, sure!”

You found out that Roger had written songs before. They were all lovely. His lyrics bright and honest. Your favorite was one about being in a small town, of laziness, frustration, and ambition and hope. It made you teary eyed.

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“A guitar competition…would be interesting this season….no, Lily! That’s not cat food!” Fred said, shooing her away from the bowl.

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John showed you a card his kids worked on. He was a single dad, widowed. His heart had been broken by the sad passing of his dear wife, but he was ready to move on and was sure he found new love.

George strummed you a few songs he found out were your favorite. You tapped your feet and sang along. George himself smiled.

“Thanks Y/N, it’s wonderful to play for you!”

John walked over. They both began playfully “fighting” over you. Dancing each other around, doing a couple silly “fight” moves.

“Well, y/n can decide, can’t she?” John said, turning over.

“I, uh, of course!”

John then took you away as you caught your breath.

“There boys are like me brothers! What you saw was natural, was all but…Y/N, you like to read, don’t you?”

You gave your honest answer. You both wound up chatting about books and television. He was well-read, could give opinions on plot holes and the best actors, and even told you about the poetry he wrote. You both walked back inside the mansion holding hands naturally.

Brian noticed a record player in the corner and walked to it.

“Hmph, feels a little quiet…”

He placed the needle on the record and soon some jazz was crooning around the room. In a flash, Ringo was on your side.

“C’mon Y/N, let’s dance!”

He took his hand in yours and you moved away to the music, forgetting everything. He spun you around, you shook and kicked your legs and laughed so hard. You hardly cared how silly you look.

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“Look at all the other blokes, they’re ready to punch him in the gut any minute!” Jim chuckled.

Fred nodded, hypnotized. He poured another glass of wine as Delilah settled on his lap for cuddles.

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Brian took your hand and walked you out.

“See there, the stars are out tonight…” he said, pointing up.

“Oooo, beautiful!” you sighed. “There’s Orion!”

“Orion?”

“Yes! He’s the easiest one! I still see him!”

“Yes! Well, he’s like my old friend: always there.”

“That’s cool Brian, that you have a friend who’s always there in the stars.”

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“Pretentious, darling.”

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“That way, when you look up, imagine I’m there. Even if you send me home or whatever, I’ll be there, your friend, looking after you, protecting you.”

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“Bloody stalker!” Jim hissed.

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It was indeed a beautiful night. He led you back as you sat on the couch with the other gentlemen.

“Oh, what did you do?” Lennon asked, sipping his wine carefully.

“It’s a starry night! You should see it-it’s beautiful!” you said.

Martha stood on the corner, panting happily as Deaky and Roger petted on her. Though you noticed Paul was looking at you. Your eyes went over to him and he paused, batting his eyelashes in false innocence, and tilting his head.

“Wha-what is it, Paul? You’re quiet?”

“Nothing, it’s just you’re looking beautiful tonight, that’s all. Can you blame me for wanting to have a look at you?”

Giggling more, you leaned your head down and smiled. The others stared daggers in Paul.

Chris Harrison walked in.

“Hello lady and gentlemen, enjoying your evening?”

You noticed he had a plate, and you froze.

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The couple screamed at their television.

“Oh, now the shit starts!” Freddie declared with a wicked laugh.

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“Yes, yes we are!” Paul said with a pleasant smile. “You know, drinks, a fine night, a dog, a pretty lady-what could be better?!”

He then saw the plate and his charming smile dropped.

“Well, it’s now the part of the evening where Y/N must make her first decision…”

He set a short, red rose on a silver plate before you. Looking around, you saw them swallow nervously or smile despite the anxiety in his eyes.

There was clever John, adorable Ringo, sweet Paul, dashing John, romantic Brian, hot Roger, or soft Deaky to consider.

But only one could get the first impression rose.

Reaching down, you placed it between your thumb and forefinger, other hand cupping the petals gracefully, and thought about your options before settling on the right one.

Who should get the first impression rose? Vote in the Google Docs Poll below!!

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tsukishumai · 3 years

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HI BESTIEEEEE!!! IVE MISSED U SO MUCH 😭😭 HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?!?! I LITERALLY HAVEN'T BEEN ON TUMBLR FOR SO LONG TOO IT'S NUTS!! 😭😭

So you remember that req?? I'm done with it and I got a really high grade from that class!! 😭 My dilemma now though is I'm trying to finish a couple of my other subjects. I wasn't able to really touch on the other ones because I was so focused on finishing that class. I'm still gonna be pretty the busy for a couple of more weeks but, I can't wait to catch up with your new stuff in your blog and everything else in between!! But I did see, 1.5K BESTIE?!! IM SO PROUD OF YOU 😭😭 AND WTFH I REALLY MISSED YOUR EVENT HUH 😭💔 WILL U BE DOING ANOTHER ONE IF U HIT 2K??!! BC THIS BREAKS MY HEART NOT WITNESSING YOUR MILESTONE IN REEL TIME AND WOULDVE WANTED A MATCHUP 💔 BUT CONGRATS STILL BB!!

Anyways, I hope ALL IS BOMB W U BABE!! Goodness, I wanna be free from all my uni shackles and just do whatever the fuck I want 😩😭 IVE MISSED U SM BESTIE ILY AND U TAKE CARE OK!! I'll try to drop by whenever and as soon as I can 🧡 Have a great week ahead my love!!

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EEEK thanks for dropping by and sending me messages even tho i know ur super busy ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙ I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL, AND REMEMBERING TO TAKE BREAKS AND TO GET REST AND STAY HYDRATED ILY ILY I MISSED U SO MUCH GERMY MWAH MWAH!!

#anon!#germy my bae

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Poet!Ardyn AU

Requested by and dedicated to @hi-im-captain-bullshit :) Thank you for being a friend and an inspiration!! <3

A sort of Wolf’s Rain anime ending style AU, aka after the tragic end of everything our heroes just randomly get reincarnated in a world that’s just like theirs, minus all of the bad. Ardyn gets reincarnated in Noct’s times because they died at the same time, despite being born 2k years apart. Enjoy the fluff!

ALSO, THIS GOT LONG LMAO. IDK HOW OR WHEN :’D kill meeeee

The Prince had just finished school and was leaving the building with Prompto, his best friend. It was a gorgeous, sunny day very close to summer break and he was itching to spend it on something fun.

“Uh, isn’t Ignis gonna be waiting for you?” his buddy asked when he turned towards the back exit. Noctis shrugged.

“I guess.” he kept walking.

“Sooo... are you ditching him?” the blond inquired, jogging to catch up with him.

“What does it look like?”

“He’s gonna be pissed you know.”

“Yes, well. It’s either that or I get to spend the day studying.” the Prince explained.

“Wait, for what??”

“There’s a math test tomorrow.”

“...Oh. Is there? Oh right.” the other boy muttered to himself. “Hey, we got answers to this one!” he yelled, finally figuring out why he’d allowed himself to forget about it.

“Shhh!!” the Prince whirled on him, already reaching to cover his mouth. His friend evaded swiftly. “Don’t yell about that.” he paused as he got through the door, then waited for the other to catch up. “Ignis isn’t gonna like me cheating. And I don’t feel like pretending I’m studying for the entire day, alright?” Prompto grinned.

“Sure thing. Where are we going?” he asked excitedly.

“I don’t know.” Noct shrugged. “The arcade?”

“Good enough.” his companion agreed.

Soon they were walking hand in hand through the busy, bright streets. There were plenty of people out and about, enjoying the weather. Blessedly when he was wearing his school uniform and accompanied by a kid his age instead of royal bodyguards Noctis could walk around unrecognized. There’d been a few occasions when someone figured out who he was, but they were rare enough that he saw no reason to change his habits. They were slowly making their way from the centre full of wide windows and colorful displays into the older, narrower parts of the city where the less flashy establishments were. They were by no means back streets, but they were out of the way and mostly inhabited by small restaurants, music and book stores. Just a few minutes and they’d find the familiar sign of the arcade that was their favorite. As they walked, absentmindedly chatting about their school day, Noct’s attention was drawn to a man standing at the corner a little ahead of them. He was wearing the oddest ensemble of clothes he’d ever seen, especially for the early summer heat. Heavy black cloak, no less than three scarves and a hat tipped playfully on top of dark ruby locks. That was an odd sight in itself, on someone who looked to be in his thirties at least, but Noctis supposed with every year the older generations got more progressive and he shouldn’t be surprised by the occasional crazy hair color. As they got closer he returned his attention to what Prompto was saying.

“What a pleasure to see you, your Highness!” a pleasant, honey-sweet tone called after them. Noct whirled on the spot, shocked to see anyone recognize him. It was the man he’d been eyeing, now observing them with a kind smile and a mischievous twinkle in his amber eyes. Reluctantly, the Prince stepped closer, an anxious Prompto at his heels.

“I, uh.” he struggled to switch to his royal tone for a moment. “The pleasure is mine.” he ground out awkwardly, not at all pleased. “How did you recognize me?” the boy failed to keep the grumble from his tone. He enjoyed his privacy and hated to be denied it. The stranger only smiled wider.

“I couldn’t help it, your Highness, I apologize. Perhaps it’s the royal aura.” the man gestured at Noct with a flourish, an edge of mockery entering his voice. The Prince bristled.

“Yeah, I bet it is.” he muttered. Prom shifted awkwardly next to him, obviously wanting to say something but not sure how to react.

“I’m sorry, I’m sure I interrupted something important.” the stranger said, almost genuine. Noctis didn’t miss the jab.

“I don’t always have to be working, you know.” he pointed out, narrowing his blue eyes.

“So, uh, what’s that?” Prompto’s unnaturally cheerful voice interrupted them, a sure sign that the blond was anxious. The man looked at him, while Noct turned to search for what his friend was talking about. It turned out there was a stack of small books sitting on a windowsill next to the stranger, a few more visible peeking out from a torn and battered black canvas backpack underneath. Next to it stood, propped up against the wall, a pristine and pretty black umbrella, of all things. The only thing running through the Prince’s mind at the sight of the literature was ‘oh no, not a preacher!’

“Ah, those?” the man’s voice drew his attention back to his face, now smiling modestly. “Only some poetry, I’m afraid.” he shrugged apologetically. Prom nearly jumped.

“Really? Did you write it??” he asked, crowding the man’s personal space.

“Indeed. Would you like to see?” one of the thin books was passed into Prompto’s waiting hands. Intrigued, Noct looked at the cover and saw it showed a crystal, different from the Crystal, with two swords crossed underneath it and surrounded by sylleblossoms. Now he was seriously curious. His friend opened the book and scanned through it quickly, stopping as soon as he saw a block of text that seemed short enough to read on the spot. The stranger waited politely.

“Wow! This is really good!” the boy exclaimed a minute later. “Like, actually very good!” the man gave tham a sheepish smile.

“Thank you, young man.” he said, sounding oddly formal since he definitely wasn’t old enough to call them that.

“May I?” Noctis asked and was immediately handed a second book.

“Of course, your Highness.” he was told, accompanied by a small but respectful nod. At least the strange man had the sense to not bow in public. The boy opened the book on the first page. ‘Liber Crystallinus; poems by Ardyn Izunia’, it said.

“Ardyn, right?” Noct asked, raising his eyebrows skeptically.

“Yes, prince Noctis.” the stranger replied, letting the boy know he need not introduce himself. Meanwhile, Prompto sighed sadly and reluctantly handed the book back.

“Thanks, I really like it.” he said.

“Oh, keep it if you want.” Ardyn offered. The blond bounced once more.

“Really? Thank you!!” he yelled.

“Can I keep it too?” Noct asked, not overly excited at the prospect of poetry but intrigued enough to check it out. The man nodded with a pleasant smile.

“Oh! Oh! We need to get a selfie!!” Prom announced, already pulling out his camera and squeezing close to Ardyn. The man seemed less than thrilled at the idea but happy to humor the younger generation.

With not much choice left, Noctis stepped up at the other side of the peculiar stranger and grinned at the camera.

When they got to Prompto’s home that evening, after hours spent at the arcade, they looked at the picture again. The three of them, two cheerful boys and a scruffy but kind looking poet in too many scarves. Noct decided to keep the photo.

#ffxv #ff15 #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ardyn izunia #noctis lucis caelum #ffxv fanfic #ff15 fanfic #prompto argentum #ffxv au #poet!Ardyn #mine #wtf when and how did this happen #lmao

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