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ermesskiss · 2 months

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what music I think jjk adults would listen to

✧ ft: satoru, suguru, nanami, shoko, choso, higuruma, toji, sukuna, and kenjaku ✧ a/n: been thinking about this for a minute, and I decided to write out my opinions/hcs

jjk student version here + jjk character playlist works here

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✦ gojo

➥ Gojo is a very laid-back and fun guy, so I think he would listen to music that has that same energy

➥ He kinda reminds me of those moms who listen to the overplayed songs on the radio and always sing them, I don’t know to explain it, but that's him

➥ I think that he gets his song recs from his students in a attempt to bond with them

songs

♪ Heaven To Me: Tyler, The Creator ♪ Chanel: Frank Ocean ♪ Died and Came Back: Lil Uzi Vert ♪ Pop Style: Drake ♪ Wake Up in the Sky: Gucci Mane ft. Bruno Mars

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✦ geto

➥ I think Geto listens to a little bit of everything, alternative, rock, rap, R&B, and hip-hop. I can’t really picture him strictly listening to rock and alt. It doesn’t feel right

➥ As Geto got older, I think his music taste changed. He still likes everything, but he leaned towards one genre rather than several

➥ When Mimi and Nana show Geto their favorite music, he adds the one he likes to his own playlist, and vice versa

songs

♪ Sextape: Deftones ♪ Passion Fruit: Drake ♪ Rental: Brockhampton ♪ 3005: Childish Gambino ♪ Even Flow: Pearl Jam

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✦ shoko

➥ I think the music that she listens to is very mellow and relaxing but might have some sad undertone to it from time to time

➥ She gives me older music vibes from the 70s to the 90s. Like Fleetwood Mac, ABBA, and Sade. I can’t see her listening to newer music

➥ I think she listens to more female artists than men; it’s not intentional. She does enjoy songs from men, but it’s a pattern. I also think that Shoko is a big fan of The Cranberries; I am a soul believer in this

songs

♪ Sunday: The Cranberries ♪ Bette Davis Eyes: Kim Carnes ♪ Fade Into You: Mazzy Star ♪ Landslide: Fleetwood Mac ♪ So Far Away: Carole King

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✦ nanami

➥ Student Nanami was emo, so he definitely listened to My Chemical Romance

➥ He started listening to more rock when he grew out of his emo phase. He prefers light rock rather than heavy

➥ When he gets sick of music, he puts on a podcast about business/the economy, or world events OR OR audiobooks

songs

♪ Helena: My Chemical Romance ♪ I Miss You: blink-182 ♪ Dust in the Wind: Kansas ♪ Dancing In the Dark: Bruce Springsteen ♪ Rocket Man: Elton John

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✦ choso

➥ He’s giving off rock and metal vibes, also like sub-genres of those

➥ His go-to music is rock, but I definitely think he listens to other music, something like R&B and hip-hop

➥ Like the great sibling, he is, he always gives Yuji the aux and listens to his song recs

songs

♪ Granite: Sleep Token ♪ Generation Dead: Five Finger Death Punch ♪ Enter Sandman: Metallica ♪ Chop Suey!: System Of A Down ♪ War Inside My Head: Suicidal Tendencies

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✦ higuruma

➥ Similar to Shoko, I think he also listens to older music rather than newer stuff, but it’s not because he doesn’t enjoy new music; he is just too busy and stressed to figure out what artist he likes and just stays to what he knows

➥ He’s a big Radiohead fan, and maybe The Smiths, too? Music that's kind of sad and angst, yk?

➥ Genre-wise, I think he would like a little of everything if he could sit down and enjoy music.

songs

♪ Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now: The Smiths ♪ Karama Police: Radiohead ♪ Wild Sex (In The Working Class): Oingo Boingo ♪ Eyes Without A Face: Billy Idol ♪ What’s Up?: 4 Non Blondes

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✦ toji

➥ Definitely listens to divorce dad music

➥ Drinks a nice cold beer while listening to Nickelback

➥ I think because Toji doesn't think highly of himself, I can see him listening to self-loathing music and music that relates to anger or internal turmoil

songs

♪ How You Remind Me: Nickelback ♪ Pancake Land: Element Eighty ♪ The Man Who Sold the World: Nirvana ♪ It’s Been Awhile: Stained ♪ Crawling: Linkin Park

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✦ sukuna

➥ So, at first, I was sure he would listen to heavy metal and rock because he has such an aggressive personality, but after I gave it some more thought canon, Sukuna would hate it. Music or noise that loud and obnoxious would annoy him.

➥ Acknowledging the fact that he was born in the Heian era and during that time, they listened to Gagaku (court music), which is either instrumental or vocal. It’s calming and relaxing in contrast to his persona

➥ Or he hates music altogether, idk; he's a grumpy old man. Everything pisses him off

songs

♪ Menace: Five Finger Death Punch ♪ Monster: Skillet ♪ Bullet With Butterfly Wings: The Smashing Pumpkins ♪ Push: Matchbox Twenty ♪ Geisha: Anthony Davilio

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✦ kenjaku

➥ Since he's over a thousand years old, imma say he has a very diverse taste of music and probably listens to a little bit of everything. If I were to choose what genre he likes most, I would say rock, both light and heavy

➥ Kenjaku enjoys listening to Marilyn Mason and Oingo Bingo. Marilyn Mason because he’s Marilyn Mason (derogatory) and Oingo Bingo because of their surrealist music, which I think Kenjaku would find them entertaining

➥ Listens to music that feeds into his delusions, motivating him to continue with his vision of the world he wants

songs

♪ Weird science: Oingo Boingo ♪ Aerials: System Of A Down ♪ Break My Stride: Matthew Wilder ♪ The Beautiful People: Marilyn Mason ♪ Everybody Wants To Rule The World: Tears For Fears

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✧ I currently have over 1.9k liked songs, so hopefully, there is enough diversity in songs and artists. i was going to do yuki, but it was stressing me out. Maybe in the future, I'll add hers. There is definitely more I wanted to add but my mind can only contain so many thoughts, unfortunately. ✧ Anyway, I want to hear other people's opinions and/or if people agree or disagree!!

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katiemccabelover · 1 year

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I have a request if you feel like writing it, maybe a Leah x Reader one. A very fluffy one Leah has a event which readers comes with as her date, and Leah gets really drunk and reader just takes care of her as the good partner they are and Leah is just really giggly and talking about anything, stumbling around. Reader just helping Leah to their home, to get out of her clothes and get to bed, just admiring her girlfriend.

Celebrate (Leah Williamson)

The final whistle blows and goosebumps appear on your arms. They had done it. The lionesses had won the Euros! You cheered your girlfriend on from the seats at Wembley stadium with her friends and family. You turned to your right seeing Leah’s mum crying in pure joy and happiness. Leah had captained England to win the Euros and you couldn’t be prouder.

She celebrated on the pitch with all her teammates and walked around the pitch applauding all the fans. She walked back over to where she knew you and her family would be and waved up to you and she even blew you a kiss to which you reciprocated the action and mouthed ‘I love you’. You could see how proud she was by the happy tears in her eyes and the huge smile that wouldn’t leave her face. The smile you fell in love with years ago.

Later that evening

The England players had already opened the drinks as soon as they entered the changing room and had started the celebrations as soon as the whistle was blown so it was no doubt they were already tipsy when their family and friends had arrived at the hotel in party clothes.

As you walked through the doors with Leah’s family she was quick to greet you. Her hands placed firmly on your waist as she gives you a kiss on the lips. The sweet taste of alcohol evident on her tongue.

“Hey baby.” She said raising her voice over the loud music. “We did it!”

“Yes you did and I am so proud of you!” The music was too loud to speak normally so you’d have to get used to practically shouting this whole evening. You placed more kisses on her lips to show just how proud you were. After your greeting you let her talk with her family as they all hugged and congratulated her and her big win.

Meanwhile you went and found one of your best friends, Ella toone. Ella had already been drinking so she was quick to get you a drink and encourage you to down it, which you did.

Leah had found you with Ella and Alessia joking around with the two. Her arm had found your waist and she had immediately pulled you into her with a drink held in her other hand.

ABBA started playing and Leah’s eyes lit up and she ran straight for the dance floor. You couldn’t help but laugh at her love for the band and her questionable dance moves. Alessia turned to you and shouted, “She’s so drunk. Have fun trying to get her out of here later” The Italian laughed with Ella. You just stood with a smile on your face living how happy Leah looked right now. You’ve held her during some of the darkest times in her life so seeing her so care free at this point in time makes you just as happy.

3:00am

After partying the night and early morning away with more drinks and dances it was finally time to head to bed. They were heading to Trafalgar square later on and some sleep was much needed. You were definitely more sober than Leah so you thought it would be easy to get her to bed.

You thought wrong.

There were less than 10 people at the party and the music had been turned down. Leah was still dancing with Lucy Bronze to what felt like the millionth song of the night. You slowly made your way to Leah with Keira Walsh by your side, both of you trying to get your girlfriends to bed.

“Lee, we need to head to bed now, you need some sleep” You said, hand guiding her to look at you. She looked at you like you had just said the worst insult to her.

“Me and Lucy are dancing!” She wined but immediately giggled as she took her gaze off of you and onto Lucy who was in the same state as Leah, if not worse.

“You can dance more tomorrow, but you need to get some rest, my love” You took her hand and started slowly walking to the elevator, soon having to wrap her arm around your shoulders to support her walking. No doubt she was a stumbling mess. Her giggles filled the corridors of the hotel as she found every small thing funny.

Unlocking the door to your shared room, you guided her to the bed. She sat watching you through squinted eyes as you found her some comfy clothes to sleep in. “May I?” You asked as you held the waistband of the bottoms she was wearing. She gave you permission with a “Yes”. As you were helping her change you could see the tiredness in her eyes so you helped her get comfy under the duvet.

“Lay down and go sleep my love.” You told her and with that, she did.

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i-smoke-chapstick · 18 days

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Request: I'm already back for more. As l've already told you I love your interpretation of a reader with dwarfism and since you are okay with me requesting more, can I get multiple headcanons of Gotham!Rogues x Dwarf!reader with just either simply day to day headcanons or their first reaction to meeting/seeing them? Rogues including jervis(obv Imao), Jerome, Oswald, Victor fries, Zsasz, and ra's al ghul!

The plot can be the reader being similar to the Cheshire Cat or Nightcrawler when it comes to teleportation powers. They're friends with Barbara, Selina, and Tabitha. The rogues always see photos on them on the news, newspapers, and sometimes in person but if they even get caught staring, reader teleports themself and whoever they're with away, so they don't really get a chance to talk or know them.

Like last time, only write this if you're okay with it and I'll understand if you can't or just don't want too!

Thank you tons again! - anon

‘VOULEZ-VOUS,

-GOTHAM VILLIANS X READER-

⋆ Characters ↬ Jervis Tetch, Jerome Valeska, Oswald Cobblepot, Victor Fries, Victor Zsasz, Ra's Al Ghul

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; gotham villians with a cheshire cat!reader who has dwarfism!

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!villains x female reader. FLUFF! I love readers power SOSOSOSO much! Super creative <3 Also villians being whipped for reader just cuz they can. Protective Tabitha. REALLY protective Oswald. Jerome's a bit insensitive. Victor Zsasz is not immune to a pretty girls smile. Have never written for Victor Fries or Ra's, so fingers crossed their parts aren’t too bad! Ra’s and Fries parts got a little angsty

𝐽𝐸𝑅𝑉𝐼𝑆 𝑇𝐸𝑇𝐶𝐻

♫ “Across the room, your eyes are glowin' in the dark." Voulez-Vous by ABBA

Oh, the man is completely enthralled with you. How could he not be? You're the missing piece to his wonderland puzzle.

Similarly to Alice, he believes your powers go hand and hand with each other. He rules the mind, while you have complete control of your body. His first thought when he see's you in the newspaper is simple.

He must have you.

He will do anything it takes to track you down. He finds himself becoming more and more entranced with the prospect of you working with him, partners in crime, connected body and soul. Of course those feelings of admiration become obsession.

Before you know it, the man is going lengths to find you; just like how he was with Alice. Hiring Jim Gordon as a bounty hunter? Mayhaps...

When he finally finds you at the siren's club, he can't help but be in awe. You're so small, so fragile, so unique. He wants to kiss your flattened cheekbones that look like pure porcelain. Your his doll.

"My dear, Y/N!" He's calling when he finds you, his teeth spread into a wide grin. He finds your eyes quickly turning to meet his gaze, glowing underneath the club's light. His shadow towers over you.

"You look ravishing, I must admi-" He goes to speak, just before you disappear from thin air. His mouth is open for a few moments, eyebrows scrunched.

Where did his precious little Cheshire Cat go?

Oh yeah, he's pouting. He's never been a fan of the disappearing act. But he doesn't mind. He's determined. He's played this game with Alice for far too long, he will not take no for an answer.

You'll find notes, gifts, flowers, dresses tailored to your sizing. All perfectly crafted from Gotham's most professional hypnotized seamstresses or florists.

Barbara is smirking when she finds the gifts, cackling about how sweet small little Y/N has a loony admirer. Tabitha's less than pleased, throwing out any bouquet she finds before you see them. Selina agrees, the guy's a freak.

It's up to you if you want to give him a chance <3 He would be the most devoted lover and partner if you decided too...if not a bit overly infatuated.

𝐽𝐸𝑅𝛰𝑀𝐸 𝑉𝐴𝐿𝐸𝑆𝐾𝐴

♫ “Nothing promised, no regrets." Voulez-Vous by ABBA

Uh oh! Murderous clown on the loose, and he's also 100% fixated, just like a certain hatter.

Jerome brushes you off at first, don't get him wrong, he adores your work on the city. Nothing he loves more than seeing some horribles destroy Gotham! He's a fan, if you could call him that.

It takes him some time to warm up to the idea of being whipped. But once he is, you have him wrapped around your pretty little finger.

Similar to Jervis- he can't help himself. You're powerful. You're strange. You're a freak just like him and the rest of these bad boys in Gotham! You remind him of the circus, all different shapes and sizes of people around him. You belong with him. By his side. On his side. Maybe sitting in his lap... What?

Yeah, he's not sure where that came from either. But hey, he's not complaining! He likes to think he's a bachelor, a young beau waiting for his turn in the love game! Before he knows it, he's slicking his hair back, putting on his finest and most colorful suits, and making sure his face is stapled all the way. Then he's getting his cult to crash the Siren's club. Moment of silence for Tabitha who will have to clean it up after.

The place is a shit show, people in makeup dancing wildly and giggling manically. Tabitha, Barbra, Selina and you get tied up in the confusion. It's hard to fight back against a bunch of crazies when your expensive alcohol is being thrown at walls, and you four are simultaneously tied up together in one big rope. Barbra's throwing a bit of a hissy fit.

Everyone is quiet when Jerome enters, dressed to the nines, with a loud and boisterous,

"Hey gorgeous! I'm sure you've heard of me," He speaks, bending down to your level, invading your personal space. He goes to continue, until the four of you evaporate before him. Teleported away. He's left staring at the loose ropes, smile unchanged- but eyes widened in surprise.

Oh. Okay. So that's how it's gonna be. Alright.

Jerome loves a game of cat and mouse.

He craves attention. He loves the center stage, and he will not be ignored. No no no no.

He will not leave your club alone until you confront him. Yeah, sorry Babs and Tabs. Barbara will start urging you to just "sleep with the damn clown!" while Tabitha is trying desperately to not have you anywhere near that creep.

But the club isn't all he'll do, doll! No, he'll get his cult to do more and more mass murders and sprees across the city, each one broadcasted on live television. Each time, he looks into the camera, blood on his face, professing his undying love.

"This is for you, Y/N!" He's showcasing the violence around, "Call me!" He gestures, ending the broadcast abruptly.

Well, kind of hard to ignore a man when your club is in shambles, Barbara is going batshit insane, AND you have Jim Gordon trying to find you; just in order to stop these massacres around the city in your honor.

Once again, you should give the man a chance! He doesn't think he'd make a horrible boyfriend, y'know, if you're into gingers.

𝛰𝑆𝑊𝐴𝐿𝐷 𝐶𝛰𝐵𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑃𝛰𝑇

♫ “Take it now or leave it." Voulez-Vous by ABBA

Ozzie's a bit harder to gauge, because I don't think he'd become infatuated with someone unless he got to meet them first. So for arguments sake, we are just going to say you two have meet previously on many occasions! Specifically when he's had some bad blood with Barbara and Tabitha.

At first, he detests you. He thinks you're a nuisance, and a powerful tool for the Siren's. You can escape from ANYONES grasp, and take them with you. His nose is scrunching up every time he thinks of just how he can get rid of you.

Well, if he can't get rid of you, he's well versed in manipulation. Perhaps he can convince you to join his team.

You're going about your day at the club, tending bar on a step stool, the usual. Oswald comes in, Victor trailing behind him. Tabitha and Barbara are instantly on alert.

"Hello." Oswald fixes his suit jacket, rolling his cane in his fingertips. He wears a faux smile, and Tabitha huffs.

"What can we help you with, Ozzie?" Barbara is smiling, just as fake as his. It's a weird Gotham crime boss stand-off.

"I was wondering if you, my dear," He speaks, suddenly nodding down to you, "Would like to accompany me for lunch tomorrow."

Yeah, everyone's jaws drop, including Oswald's at the silence. Oswald didn't necessarily intend for it to sound like he was trying to ask you on a date. He's flushing red under everyone's gaze, suddenly fidgeting. If you look closely, Victor's giving a lazy amused smirk in the back.

"Like hell-" Tabitha's about to answer for you, before you squint at the man.

"Sure." You scan him up and down, hesitantly. Before anyone has a chance to speak, Oswald's turning on his heel.

"Wonderful! 2:00 sharp. Don't be late." He's smiling, knowing he's got a one-up on the Siren's.

...Well, leave it Oz to have things never work out quite his way. One lunch turns into two, and two turns into three. He's forcing himself to remember why he's doing this; you are just a tool. This is all a charade!

Hard to focus though, when you two seem to enjoy one another's company. Like when you show him what it feels like to teleport, (He's closing his eyes in fear, only for it to feel like nothing.) Or when you two have a strangely intimate discussion about what it was like growing up not very normal.

He's opening up about his schoolyard bullies, about his mother. About the feeling of being taunted, teased for his nose or height. You tell him, you know the feeling.

He stares at you, eyes focused solely on you. He's enamored.

He turns viciously protective over you. Any snide comment made towards you by a henchman of his, or a frequent at the Siren's club, they are brutally stabbed to death, a bit impulsively, with a bottle shard.

When he realizes he's falling in love with you, similar to Jervis, he likes doing grand gestures to get your attention. If there's anything you desire, you'll get it. Which is why when he finds out you're avoiding him, he becomes sour.

What? Why are you leaving him? He doesn't understand. The intimacies you two have shared, did they mean nothing to you? He's hurt, he's angry, he's aggressive. He's more irritable than usual; and judging from the fact he's irritable ALL the time, it's pretty bad. If you don't explain yourself, this sadness will probably turn into anger. He already believes you two have some weird pseudo-romantic relationship, so he's taking this like a break-up. He's a vengeful ex.

Whenever he stops by the Siren's club, and sees you teleport away at the sight of him, it stings. It all comes to a head when he's breaking down in his mansion. You will have to be the one to confront him, because he'll be too busy sulking. He loves you. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. If you don't want to talk to him, he won't force you, even if he's going crazy trying to figure out why.

When he sees you, he's standing up in a hurry, fumbling over his words, sniffling. His blue-green eyes are puffy, and you'll have to sigh and talk to him.

Please, tell him why your avoiding him. Explain if you're insecure, if you're scared of loving. He'll be thankful for the explanation. He'll be angry on your behalf for anyone who made you believe you were unloved, whether for your dwarfism or your powers. He's promising to kill for you, tear down the city to avenge you.

"Okay, Oz, I'm not dead yet."

"Yet?!"

Cuties <3

𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝐹𝑅𝐼𝐸𝑆

♫ “Now is all we get." Voulez-Vous by ABBA

Forgive him, he’s trying his hardest not to care, and failing miserably.

Similarly to Ozzie, I can’t see him becoming infatuated or obsessed like Jerome and Jervis so quickly, not since what happened with Nora. So, I’m imagining you’ve also met him once or twice; using your powers for the sirens, just like he and firefly have done some hitjobs for you four in the past.

He’s in love with the idea of having a family; of being accepted, of leaving this life behind. It’s made him bitter, cold; but the man will do anything for love. Anything.

And it’s hard not to notice the small woman running around on her toes in the club, parts of her body vanishing here and there. You’re gorgeous to him. Those small cheshire-like smiles you send him when he’s supposed to be working. They break his hard exterior. He doesn’t know if he loves or hates it. He loves it.

Even a small pit of jealousy fills him, whenever he sees you in the news. Or when he watches silently on the sidelines, while you talk with Barbara and Tabitha and Selina. You do it so effortlessly. How could anyone not be entranced by you?

He thinks that he’s a freak. Firefly’s a freak. Just like Jerome and Oz, he definitely finds solace in the idea you are just like him. You’re one of them; a freak. Pushed out by Gotham’s careless inhabitants, forced into this life. He remembers being driven out of town by Penguins army. He wonders if you’ve expirenced the same treatment at one point in your life. He wants to show you, he’s here for you. He loves you, every part of you. No matter how unconvential or mistreated. He just wants to take care of you.

Just like Oz, he’ll be ready to kill anyone for you. Freeze em’ to death in one single sweep. Just give him the go ahead.

Victor is terrified of hurting you, as well. Not only your tiny stature, but he’s sure he’d get ice burns from his fingertips. He imagines a life where it’s just the two of you, without the cold, back when he was just himself. He dreams of cooking for you. Owning an apartment. Even having a family. He swears, he’d be gentle. But he’s too uncertain. He isn’t good enough, and he certainly isn’t good for you.

You’ll have to be the first person to talk to him, warm up to him. He might not state it directly, other than a nonchalant nod here and there, but it makes him feel special. It’s the little interactions you two have that make him fall helmet over heels.

You two will spend hours, at the club, watching from the sidelines. Barbara and Tabitha out on business, Selina doing…Selina things. You’ll poke fun at the passerby’s to get a reaction out of him.

“Oh god, I just saw that guy kissing that girl- what’s he doing with that other chick?…Oh- they are making out. Oh, okay, he’s taking him to the back. I’ll give you $20 if Barbara kills this guy for doing it on her desk.” You’re snickering, gossiping. Every now and then you look over at him to see him already staring at you, the hint of a smile on his lips. It’s all you’ll get for now…until he responds.

“…Guess you’ll owe me $20 then.” He’s firing back, voice low. It’s the first time he’s spoken. The first time you’ve seen him do something other than brooding. It’s sweet.

These little things will become routine, and he’ll find solace in them. Eventually you’ll even play some tricks with your teleportation on the clubs costomers, scaring them, bumping into them. All the while you’re watching him in the corner, smiling, exhaling through his nose. He playfully scolds you sometimes, other times he chuckles. Either way, it’s a sight to see.

God, please don’t dissapear on this man. I don’t think he could take it. Gotham be damned, if you ever find yourself scared of him, he’d be broken. He’d think it was his fault, he’d think he lost his second chance at love. If you ran away from him, he might just up and leave Gotham.

But even if you did try to avoid him for awhile, I think he’d let you go without a fight. He’d just be more sulky than usual, more prone to picking petty fights with Firefly. You might find the room uncomfortably cold, even when he’s not occupying it. (He froze the AC to the club, he was upset. Sorry Barbara.)

I think he’s the only one on this list of characters that Barbara, Tabitha, and Selina might all actively approve of. Barbara wouldn’t mind having a henchman dating her bestie; soldifies his loyalty to them. Also, he’s good eye-candy. Tabitha doesn’t have any personal issue with the man, other than previously working with Penguin, of course. Selina will still make fun of him for being a walking freezer, but hey, what can you do. You have their blessing.

If you caught him before he decided to up and leave, explain to him why you run away, why you’ve been avoiding him. He won’t just understand, he’ll practically worship you. He’ll explain himself too, why he’s terrified of touching you. It’s not because of your dwarfism, or your powers. It’s just how he’s afraid of hurting or loosing you. Loving people is hard.

If he could cry, he would. But his tears will freeze when they touch his cheek. You’ll have to show him you aren’t fragile. He’ll believe you.

You guys can heal eachother.

𝑉𝐼𝐶𝑇𝛰𝑅 𝑍𝑆𝐴𝑆𝑍

♫ “The girl means business, so I'll offer her a drink." Voulez-Vous by ABBA

THIS Victor, on the other hand, is much more brash in his approaches to courting you.

He’s heard about you on the radio, from his boss, seen you in the newspapers, on the tv, watched you from the window in your apartment.

…What? Who said that?

He studies your every move. The man is calculated in his methods, what can he say? He’s not obsessed! (loud incorrect buzzer)

He just wants to size you up a little, see who the newest danger is in Gotham. He’ll convince himself he’s doing it for his boss, whether it be Falcone or Penguin. But it definitely goes deeper.

Unlike the other villians on this list that see your dwarfism as something to empathize with, Victor doesn’t really pay it any mind. He’s been around the block a few times- he’s been with women of all ages, heights, race, etc. The man really doesn’t have a type. What he’s attracted to is strength, independence, someone who will laugh at his dry humor with him. He’s stalked you at the club. He sees the way you banter with Tabitha and Selina, the way you make Barbara dissapear when she’s being too annoying with a flick of your wrist.

He’s incredibly attracted to a woman whose witty and good at what they do. Just like him.

Victor’s more subtle in his approach. He’ll make it casual.

So when you’re at the bar in the club, sitting around, watching the passerby’s, he’ll make his move.

“Now, what’s a girl like you doing here, alone?” He sneaks up behind you, giving you a start. You flush red at the man in front of you. Victor Zsasz. The words are spoken as he drums his fingers on the bar, cocking his head at your short frame. He towers over you, caging you in.

When you don’t speak, it doesn’t phase him. You’re about to teleport away in an instant, until he drawls your attention back to him with a lazy smile.

“So…” He whistles. “What’s your drink of choice? Wait- Let me guess.” The man doesn’t stop talking, listing off drinks that are most definitely not your drink of choice.

He watches you all the time. He knows exactly what your favorite drink is. But he wants you to stay.

It’s a bit awkward, a bit intimidating, and strangely charming. He speaks with an inflection that borders on sarcasm and curiosity. It’s intriguing, coming from Gotham’s most dangerous hitman.

“Can I ask-“ You squeak, now nursing a drink he ordered for you. It’s a Vodka Cran, and it could be worse. “…Is there a hit on me?”

He stares at you expressionless for uncomfortably long, before it forms into something quizzical.

“…Nah,” His voice is slow. He clicks his tongue. “Just an admirer.”

There’s an awkward scilence. He shrugs.

“Y’know. I’m a big fan of this place. Like the ambience.” He sips his own drink, you don’t know what it is. Just as his words sound out, you swear you can overhear a gunshot in the distance, probably from Barbara’s meeting with some other underground boss. Somehow, the sentiment makes you laugh.

He perks up at the sound.

You aren’t used to this. Someone being so casual about you, your powers, your small stature. He’s a bit flirty from time to time, but between the alcohol and his quips, you don’t seem to mind. He seems oddly genuine in his demeanor with every compliment or joke that slips.

You two keep the banter going for the rest of the night. Mostly chatting about how tiring your respective bosses can be. He does a poor drunken impression of Penguin, and you do one of Barbara. It’s a relaxing night in comparison to what you usually expirence living in Gotham.

You think you only see him every so often. Coming by the club whenever Penguin comes, or when a job is sent out, and his target is there. He’ll always send you a wink when he leaves, blood on his face.

But he sees you every day.

Yeah, the stalking only worsens. If you find your phone in different places throughout the day, or your window reopened, he’s the reason why.

He’s fine like this. In his head, the two of you are going steady. He’s pretty committed. You’re his girl, and that’s that.

Until you start avoiding him like the plague.

Zsasz WILL find a way to confront you. He doesn’t care if you teleport away each and everytime. He’ll find a way to get the message clear, through other means.

If you find a “talk to me.” with a smiley face, written with some poor saps blood, on your mirror, I apologize. He’s gotta get the message sent somehow.

Yeah, he won’t give up. He’ll go great lengths to get you two back together. He’s also listening to disco break-up ballads to cope. He’s getting the zsaszettes to stalk you when he can’t. If you still won’t budge, yeah, Tabitha might end up with a gun pointed at her head until you talk to him.

He’s not necessarily angry, but chasing after you is certainly taking a toll on him. Give the guy some credit.

Tabitha, still with a gun pointed at her, will be barking at you to not talk to him. He’s a creep, he’s an asshole, and you shouldn’t compromise your honor! (His eye will twitch at her words, trigger finger itching.)

Up to you what you decide to do! Explain the situation, talk to him, make things official, or…bye bye Tabitha. And that still won’t stop him. He doesn’t take rejection very seriously.

When you tell him exactly why you teleport yourself away, he’s the only one on this list who might think it’s stupid. He’ll understand, don’t get me wrong, but this is Gotham! Why would you be insecure? He garuntees you he’s met at least ten other people with far worse skeletons in their closet. You’ll have to teach him that’s not the issue.

Yeah, our little sociopath has a hard time with feelings. But I think you two would maybe be good for eachother! Teach him to listen more, whip him up into shape, and reap the benefits of having Gotham’s number one hitman as your personal bodyguard and lover. He’ll take you to stakeouts, make fun of Jim Gordon, crash your place. You two can watch Netflix under the blankets. He loves your size- cuddling into you like his own personal pillow.

Tabitha’s very dissapointed.

𝑅𝐴’𝑆 𝐴𝐿 𝐺𝐻𝑈𝐿

♫ “I'm really glad you came, you know the stars, you know the game.” Voulez-Vous by ABBA

May god have mercy on your soul, reader. Ra’s is a sight to behold when he’s in love.

He heard whispers of your name all around Gotham. He sees you on the news when he’s absentmindedly listening. A girl who can teleport herself and others, to any location? Even the power to control which body parts you maneuver. Extrodinary.

He’s immeadiatley infatuated with your power. He wants to covet you. Possess you. Have you close to him. He needs to see your power for himself.

He’s similarly calculated in his response to tracking you down. He will appear at the club, slinking into the shadows, whispering a quaint,

“Hello.”

It makes you jump, and as if on instinct, you teleport yourself away. He marvels at the way in which you do so right infront of his eyes. How rare it is, for him to be so easily confounded.

He must see you again.

You’ll feel his presence every now and then. Maybe even catch a glimpse of him watching you. You’ll turn back, eyes squinted, only to find he’s not there anymore. It confuses you just the same.

Though, you eventually get used to him watching. It turns into a little game between the two of you. If he can catch you, if you can catch him. It’s strangely endearing.

He’s also becoming increasingly more attentive to your daily habits. He memorizes your schedule. He sends members of the League of Shadows to observe you, to take notes on how you use your powers.

If any member insults you, or pokes fun at your dwarfism, Ra’s will spare them no mercy. Yeah…he’s making it a big deal. He’s ruthlessly insulting them for their ignorance, before killing them without a second thought. In a way, you belong to Ra’s already. He will not stand for disrespect among his order.

Ra’s is a gentleman. Just like Ozzie and Jervis, you’ll find gifts littered around your apartment. Little notes from him, written in the most exquisite cursive, expressing his admiration of you. Beautiful, rare, and expensive jewelry, tailored to the size of your wrists and neck.

You’ll see him exiting Barbara’s office sometimes, when he needs her for the demons head. He’ll send you a smile, half-way gentle, half-way playful. He’s unsure where the lines between love and facination blur; but he’s slowly realizing he loves you. He hasn’t felt such a way in decades. He’s been alive for very very long. No human woman has made him feel so helpless. He enjoys it thoroughly.

He’ll confess, the night before Gotham is meant to be blown to the ground. He’ll turn up, before the events are set in motion. You won’t have a clue in the world what he’s up to.

“My dear.” He’ll drawl, and you’ll go to teleport away, as you always do. It’s tradition for you two at this point.

Before you get a chance, he’ll click is tongue at you.

“Wait.” He speaks, voice sounding strangely desperate. It makes you freeze. “Come with me. Leave the city. Get somewhere else. I’d like to show you my home.”

Your choice, if you choose to leave with him. He’d make for a very attentive lover, and would protect you at any cost. But if you choose to do so, you’ll leave Tabitha and Barbara and Selina to their own fate <\3

Not that it matters if you decide to reject his offer. He’ll have you, one way or another.

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andante, andante | steve harrington x reader

Summary: you cannot sleep and it’s driving robin crazy - luckily for her, steve knows what to do

Words: 1.2K

Content: established relationship, fluff, i mean tooth-rottin’ fluff, steve singing you to sleep, she/her pronouns used but no other gender specification, mentions of stimming, anxiety and insomnia, college steve (and robin)

Author’s note: have i been listening to djo for the whole day? yes, and this is what happened. no one can convince me that steve is not a abba fan, sorry

also on AO3 - masterlist

2:13 AM.

It blinked on the screen of your clock as you paced up and down the room, mumbling to yourself as you tapped your fingers, index to pinky and back again. Five more minutes, you told yourself. Five more minutes and then I’m done, I’ll go to sleep.

You’d been saying so for an hour, the dates you were supposed to have memorized for your next exam escaping you - you’d studied for so long, so long, you should’ve known them as if they were your parents’ birthdays.

The first ring of the phone almost made you jump out of your skin, jumping towards it to prevent the loud noise from waking up Robin, her room on the other side of the corridor.

“Hello?” you breathed out, heart hammering in your chest.

Who on Earth would call at 2:16 in the morning?

“A little bird told me you couldn’t sleep,” Steve’s voice was soft, a little hoarse, as if he’d been either about to fall asleep or just waking up. It made your stomach flip, suddenly thinking about just how long it had been since you’d spent the night with him.

“What?” you frowned, glancing at the clock. Yep, still the middle of the night.

“Robin can feel you walk around your room and it’s driving her insane,” he chuckled, and you screwed your eyes shut. “Shit,” you muttered - then, careful not to shout too loud so the whole building wouldn’t despise you: “Sorry, Robs!” Steve chuckled again, a low shuffling on the other end of the call.

“Everything alright?” he asked, the shuffling ceasing. You could almost see it, shifting his position on the pillows - always one too many, a reminder of your stays there. “Yeah - yes, just stressing over this exam, it’s fine,” you shook your head, resuming your pacing with the phone held in your hand, kicking the cord lightly.

“D’you need anything? I can bring cake,” your boyfriend offered, a little smile in his words that made you grin as well, eyes lowering towards the floor. God, you’d gotten lucky.

“No, it’s too late for you to be driving,” you protested, though you wanted nothing more than to see his face - the pictures you had around the room not enough to satisfy you. “I’m fine, Steve. I’ll go to sleep soon.”

“Last time you said so you were up until 5 in the morning,” he retorted, making you stop your pacing for a moment, a pout taking over your face. “You get cranky when you don’t sleep, sweetheart.”

“That’s not true,” you protested right away, mouth falling open in offense. “I’m not the one who’s cranky - last time you spent the whole morning sulking, and we went to sleep at like midnight,” he snorted, and you couldn’t help your own smile. “Actually, you should go to sleep now.”

“Not until I know you’re alright,” his voice was soft, so tender. “I have an idea,” he announced then, and you groaned lightly. “Nothing good ever started with you claiming to have an idea,” you protested, and Steve gasped in mock offense.

“You’re lucky I love you,” heat spread across your chest, the words so familiar by then but still making you feel giddy all over. “Now go lie down,” he ordered.

“Who says I’m not already?” you shrugged, and he sighed. “I can hear you pacing, love,” you stopped in your tracks again, foot hovering the floor. “No wonder Robin’s going insane.”

“You’re lucky I love you,” you retorted then, bringing the phone to your bedside table. Holding the receiver between your ear and shoulder, you slipped under the covers and leaned back against the pillows before taking the handset again. “Alright, all tucked in. What next?”

“Next you stop bouncing your legs like a cricket,” he announced, and you looked at the covers shifting with the movement of your knee, biting down on your lip. Steve laughed, and you knew there was a smug expression on his face. “Lights off.” “Yes, sir,” you mused, reaching for the small lamp and switching it off.

“Eyes closed,” he instructed, and you couldn’t help the laughter bubbling in your chest. “Don’t laugh, this is serious,” he protested, causing you to laugh only laughter, a hand slapped over your mouth to attempt to contain it for Robin’s sake.

“You creating a guide to falling asleep for me on the phone? Very serious,” you mused, and Steve scoffed. “Now what, I just turn on my side and fall asleep?”

“You don’t sleep on your side if you’re sleeping alone,” he argued, then cleared his throat. “Now you listen - and you listen very closely, because this is the biggest proof of my love to date.” “Steve,” you kept laughing, hand moving up to your eyes - if anything, he’d been able to get your mind off of the dates and the exam.

He shushed you, cleared his throat again - and then, voice slightly distorted and distant, he began humming. Singing, his voice so familiar it made you melt against the pillows with a growing smile on your face, laughter slowly subsiding.

I like it when you sing to me. It’s relaxing. Maybe I should sing you to sleep every night - how’s that sound?

Months had gone by since that interaction, you’d moved in with Robin once classes had started, and Steve had been unable to visit as much as he did during summer - you’d been prepared for it, both of you, yet your heart ached for his absence.

When had you become the type of person who was so codependent with her boyfriend?

“Take it easy with me, please / Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze,” you let your eyes flutter shut, turning your head a little to keep the phone firmly against your ear, cheeks beginning to hurt for your smile - of course Steve Harrington would pick an ABBA song to sing as a lullaby. “Take your time, make it slow / Andante, Andante / Just let the feeling grow.”

“You’ll wake up your neighbors,” you hummed between a bridge and the chorus. “I don’t care,” he retorted, then started again. “Make your fingers soft and light / Let your body be the velvet of the night. / Touch my soul, you know how -”

So you let him sing you to sleep, his soft voice like an extra blanket, an extra pillow as he went on, song after song, humming here and there when the lyrics escaped him or when he started dozing off himself.

“You asleep yet?” he’d ask, voice lower and lower as the clock ticked. “No,” a quiet murmur before he started again.

I'm your music / I'm your song / Play me time and time again and make me strong.

“Sweetheart?” Steve whispered - you didn’t snore, exactly, but every now and then when you were asleep he’d hear these soft, low sounds, like a cat dreaming. “Did you fall asleep?”

The line was silent except for your slow breathing - still, he remained on the phone a little longer, humming the rest of the song under his breath.

Andante, Andante / Oh please, don't let me down.

The following morning, Robin found you sleeping on your side, arms wrapped around a pillow and face buried towards it, one hand still weakly holding the handset, the ghost of a smile barely visible on your lips.

#redahlia #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x f!reader #steve harrington x oc #steve harrington #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfic #stranger things imagine

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majaloveschris · 2 months

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So if their teams make his fans experience a cycle of narcissistic abuse over and over again by sticking to their sadistic PR strategy, and now they are coming with their jokes about her flop and calling her Abba, trash, and trollba to desensualize his fans because they know that their PR strategy is traumatic, I just want to inform these sadistic teams. Teams, your strategy doesn't work. There are fans who cry, get drunk, and are on the verge of committing suicide because of you, people who keep playing with fans' emotions. It isnt a joke. There are no more support teams left in his fandom bts. There is a real possibility that Chris, Alba, and their teams will find themselves in a courtroom when and if one of these emotionally unstable fans takes her life. You just need to know about it because I can't keep my silence anymore. Maja, please post my ask because I want these morons to know how they have ruined the emotional state of his fans.

Look, I get that this situation is stressful for some people. I get that people are disappointed, but it's not normal if this whole thing has such a huge effect on somebody's mental health that they get drunk, think about committing suicide, or think about hurting Alba (I know it's not mentioned here, but it is in another ask that I've gotten). It is not. And while I get that some of these tactics are playing with people's feelings, they aren't responsible for anybody's mental health, but you are.

Please take a step back or leave the fandom if you have any of these thoughts and ask for help. Thinking about taking your own life because you think Chris might've married her or because you can't decide whether this is real or not is not healthy or normal. It isn't worth it. Neither of them. There are much more important things out there than the nature of their relationship. It's not that deep, and it shouldn't matter this much to anybody. If you can't let this whole thing go and live a full life because of it, then maybe distancing yourself would be the best idea.

While I don't like Alba and her friends, it would never in a million years cross my mind to hurt her or anything like that, and if it crosses any of yours, that's a huge problem. I get that she isn't the best person, but thinking about killing her is not normal and is incredibly alarming.

This whole situation isn't worth your own peace and mental health. Neither of them do. It's okay if you care about him, the nature of their relationship, or if you are disappointed. But it's not okay or normal to think about hurting yourself or her. It is not. Please, if you have any of these thoughts, take a step back, and if it doesn't get better, please ask for help.

#majaloveschris #chris and alba pr #cevans-love #chris and alba relationship

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daydream-cement · 1 year

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Larissa Weems Headcanons

Some Larissa Weems x Reader. Just a series of little things that I think about for Larissa. Most are just little things, not big enough for stories.

Send me your own personal headcanons for her or feel free to argue with the ones I've listed.

As a little girl, she always said she wanted to be a doctor. This changed quickly when she began at Nevermore and began taking outcast centered classes. That's when she knew she wanted to teach those subjects.

She has always had a desire to be a leader. It was her mentor at Nevermore who pushed her to get her principals license and apply for the position of headmistress when it opened up.

The scar above her lip is from her first year teaching. She was taking a student to the lycanthropy cages and they turned before she got them inside.

She had a critical mother and father. This led her to be hyper independent and over critical of herself. She attributes most of her success in life to this, but she is aware of how negatively it impacts herself.

She struggles to open up emotionally with most people.

She loves to go out with the other teaching staff for a drink or two at the end of the week.

Most of her life revolves around work, so most of her relationships are acquaintanceships or distant friendships.

While she spends a lot of time working, most of it is her going above and beyond. She plans and works more than she needs to in the first place.

She doesn't find herself unattractive, but she certainly doesn't think she is as attractive as you might tell her she is.

She sometimes snores but she will vehemently deny that she does

She takes forever to get ready in the morning, but she doesn't see it as a burden. She loves every second of it.

She wouldn't notice if someone had a crush on her, nor would she recognize most types of flirting. Typically, she just sees people as being friendly.

She gets flustered easily when you first start dating.

She tries not to tell people about her abilities. She worries people won't trust her or will ask her to shapeshift if they find out.

While she does have many bitter emotions towards Morticia, she misses her quite often. They were a wonderful duo that complimented each other well.

Larissa is not a fan of PDA, but won't hesitate to tell people you are both together. She loves to talk about you as she is very proud to be with you.

She loves TEA (sometimes coffee), but simply getting her to drink water is a challenge. Often she will say, "There is water in my tea/coffee. I don't need to drink water."

Because you are with her, you both attend many official dinners or conferences together. Due to this, you have developed a bit of a secret language with one another. Certain looks, glances, or pinches on the arm are different methods of silent communication.

She is a wonderful person, but she does enjoy people watching and occasionally poking fun at others. Her snide comments are only for you to hear though.

She understands technology to a certain extent. Loves games like Candy Crush or Solitaire, but will sit and listen to you explain social media to her. She refuses to download the apps no matter how many times you ask.

She is a frequent patron of the arts. Loves having art around her home, enjoys theater, and never is without a new novel in her purse.

She loves ABBA, Madonna, and Fleetwood Mac. Her favorite ABBA album is Voulez-Vouz

She has a tradition to watch every mamma mia movie at least once a year. Regardless if you like it, you will have to watch it with her. There will be singing along, the occasional quoting of the movie, but never interruptions that involve criticism of this 'timeless masterpiece' - Larissa's words

She is argumentative as hell. You have never been right and never will be right.

She is stubborn and competitive. She wants to be the winner of everything (even if it's not a competition).

#larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #wednesday netflix #gwendoline christie #principal weems #principal larissa weems #principal weems headcanon

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Lily, Remus and Pandora Headcanons (ridiculously long list)

they're my blorbos i would give my life for them. i project a lot onto remus and lily, so if anything is wildly out of character it's probably that

Lily

very kindhearted but also sarcasm queen

burnt out

Academic validation > real sense of self worth

needs external validation (no this is not healthy she's working on it)

better at potions than snivellus and he hates it hehehe

average at „regular“ magic (spells etc) but exceptional at „scienc-y magic“ (potions, arithmancy, astronomy, herbology etc) bc she's just that cool

plant mom (also green plants > flowers)

actually a rulebreaker, she’s just too smart to get caught

struggles to feel like she belongs: witch in the muggle world, muggle in the wizard world

study buddies to best friends with Remus

fav colours sage green and lavender

sorting hat couldn’t decide between gryffindor and ravenclaw at first

never involved in any drama but knows all about it

everyone is very surprised whenever she swears but she actually swears a lot

tells Pandora about the greek pandora myth and thinks that that's flirting

lotssssss of freckles

curvy/chubby

she is so sleep deprived

sneaks into the library at night (oh wherever could the sleep deprivation come from i have no idea)

loves christmas season (decorating, baking, cheesy movies, music, buying gifts for friends etc., not the christian part)

stress-bakes but can't even cook spaghetti without burning down the kitchen (baking is just different than cooking for her)

constantly apologizes for everything

smokes occasionally and always swears it's the last time (it’s not)

actually not that short but looks very short next to remus and pandora

abba fan (unironically) and always tries to get sirius to dress up as abba with her, remus and pandora (she already coerced persuaded them) for halloween

soft but wouldn't hesitate to kill for the ppl she loves

would love penelope scott if she was a modern teen bc i say so

first one to notice remus has a crush on sirius and vice versa

last one to notice she has a crush on pandora and vice versa

reminds others to drink/eat/sleep/dress warm enough but often doesn't herself bc she feels like she 'doesn't deserve it' :((

kind of a people-pleaser but remus is helping her to stop

so afraid of failure she sometimes doesn’t even try

Remus

doesn't cry (not on purpose he just suppressed his emotions for so long he literally can't cry anymore unless he has a full on mental breakdown)

caffeine addiction

won’t drink anything that isn't hot (eg coffee and tea, but also just hot water)

covers up his intense self hatred with jokes (not self deprecating but like joking about being perfect and stuff, idk how to explain it it's mostly me projecting bc i do that lmao)

very sarcastic and can come off as harsh

actually very nice and non-judgmental

chocolate >>>>>

never involved in any drama but wants to know all about it (Lily is his main source of information)

swears a lot

teachers think he’s very responsible but he just doesn’t get caught being irresponsible

smokes too much

thought the sorting head made a mistake by sorting him into gryffindor at first and still feels insecure about it all through his hogwarts years

patronus is a big black dog(sdfghjk)

very very tall but like kind of lanky

lots of scars obv

Sirius had to ask him out (and later propose to him sdfghjdfs) bc he had too much self doubt/hatred and thought Sirius would never want to be with him :(( (He did. Sirius very much wanted to be with him. Very much.)

top tier insomniac (lily makes sleep droughts for him tho)

lily taught him how to bake and now he loves it and is getting quite good at it

corrects people's grammar

knows every single abba lyric bc of lily

david bowie fan

constantly third-wheeling pandora and lily

hits/breaks things when angry, sometimes hits himself but never others

so afraid of rejection he ends up pushing ppl away (they can’t leave you if you don’t let them close in the first place) (his only close friends still are James, Sirius, Peter and Lily, but it took so long for him to let especially Lily close. Pandora still isn’t quite there even tho they are def very good friends)

Pandora

very smart but only does anything at all if she likes the class/thinks it makes sense to have the class

only follows rules she thinks make sense and most teachers just gave up trying to do something about it

experiments with magic a lot

has scars from said experiments

also random bruises and scratches of unknown origin

wears large quantities of jewellery (piercings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, beads etc in her butterfly locs)

homemade jewellery >>>>>

cannot flirt to save her life

eyeliner.

absolutely in love with lily’s brain

doesn’t drink caffeine

her maiden name is lovegood and both lily and her become lovegood-evans later bc in my brain they marry

just wanders around sometimes (excuses it with saying she sleepwalks if she gets caught past curfew)

t a l l

the sorting head barely touched her head before sorting her into ravenclaw

patronus is an octopus bc it's very intelligent but often seen as 'weird'

fav flower is the lily of the valley (sfdghjk)

knits (she knits sweaters and scarfs for lily <3)

is like the only one in this trio that actually feels pretty good about herself

although she does realize ppl tend to see her as 'weird' she just kind of accepted it? like, yeah, other ppl can be close-minded but she knows that and doesn't let it define her; as long as she's happy and doesn't hurt ppl it's all good for her

exclusively drinks sparkling water and jasmine tea

hates the feeling of brushing her teeth and is always working on spells/potions(with lily sdfghjdfs) that clean her teeth for her

would definitely also love penelope scott if she was a modern teen

loves pastries and other little baked goods

literally doesn't get cold

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cinemaspoppycornuwu · 11 months

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[You and Sanji got married]

["MINORS DO NOT INTERACT" Header made by @benkeibear ]

This fic is originally made for my beloved friend who gives me unconditional support @syntheticseraton1n . But anyone who reads this can feel self inserted here. Nala, sweetie, I hope you like the wedding I prepared for you. And readers who don't like NSFW, it is okay, cause the first part of the fic is actually SFW! Just a fun wedding and meeting of friends 🥰

But still, I think I messed up with the whole fanfic and ruined it. Sorry, One Piece fans. Sorry, Sanji simps 😭😭😭

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Wedding OST 🎶 (might add more sooner or later, dunno)

1. Nupcial march [violin] (When bride comes in);

2. Barbie 12 dancing princess theme (Couple dance);

3. The wellerman [violin];

4. Hey Brother [cello] (Avicii);

5. Wake me up [cello] (Avicii again);

6. Angel eyes (Abba);

7. YMCA (Village People);

8. California Gurls (Katy Perry);

9. Work (forró version - Rihanna);

The list goes on but it would take too long to put EVERYTHING!

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Honestly, you couldn't be more thankful when you met the strawhats. Everyone there is so cheerful, almost looking like a daycare of children but grown up. Your captain, Monkey D. Luffy was the most childish but he had an empaty ability. Luffy always had that sense inside on his heart to know when people were good or bad.

And then there was your beloved Sanji. The guy who would marry you in that sunny and bright day. Blonde has always been supportive and gentle with you, especially when he joined the crew. Everything in him was so charming. His greyish-blue eyes, the way he lights up his cigarrette to smoke away from you (to not bother with the smell) and makes sure the smell fades away later so he can be closer, his heart shaped eyes when talking to you (well, honestly, for any woman). When he genuinely confessed to you in a wonderful night, your heart did a backflip. It was the very first time you felt like that: butterflies fluttering in your stomach, trembling a little bit, teary emotional eyes, cheeks as red as the most stunning rose. And when Sanji proposed to you? Gosh, it was a disaster because Luffy ate everything Sanji has prepared for both of you. But you accepted him with no hesitation.

Today, was your wedding day. Nami was helping you get ready to get married in the amazing Thousand Sunny. Of course that the ginger one and Sanji thought of marrying somewhere else better for you. But Thousand Sunny has given all of you guys great memories and it meant so much for you, just like the resting in peace now Golden Merry. The gold digger young navigator stopped and helped you dry your tears.

—Just look at you, S/O... You are so wonderful! - the dress was a strapless white one with laces on it. Nami also chose good jewerly to put in your ears and in your neck, giving a special touch on it. Your hair was decorated in an elegant messy bun with flowers on it. Your makeup wasn't that heavy but very perfect for the ocasion. And so were the heels. Not too tight but made you look a little bit taller to kiss Sanji.

—I've... I've never been so beautiful... Oh, Nami, this means so much to me!

—Hey there, it is okay! Just don't cry or the makeup will run! - she said, containing her tears as she gave a friendly kiss on your forehead - Are you ready?

—Of course! Our captain must be waiting for us since he for sure is hungry - the both of you laughed at the comment about the captain - Let's go.

—Just one more detail - Nami stops and gives you a bouquet of fake flowers. Since you guys spent more time in the ship than in the lands, Nami made sure to buy fake flowers for the wedding before the trip to the island where you guys would stay. The flowers may not be real, but the reciprocate love between you and Sanji for sure was.

When getting out of the cabin, everyone was waiting there. Robin was reading her speech to make the cerimony happen, Luffy was already stuffing his mouth with meat, but what had surprised you the most was seeing Zoro being Sanji's wingman. Everyone knows they fight a lot but deep inside, care for each other just like brothers. Speaking of him, he was impecable! Sanji wore his best suit and even put a red rose as a decoration.

—You look amazing, ma cherrie... - Sanji says with a weak whisper as his eyes get filled with tears. You, in response, comfort him with your healing touch.

—Everyone, except for the main couple, sit please - Robin said - Strawhats, we are here together to celebrate a very special ocasion. It isn't everyday someone gets married in a ship. And this is a very special one. We are here to celebrate not only their love. But also their companionship as well. This time, the couple destiny predicted was Sanji and Y/N. I gotta speak some words by myself as well. I was hoping for you two get married and look at everyone now - she laughed - You guys even managed to get our captain all dressed up.

—Robiiiiiiin! This itches! Can I take it oof? - Luffy said impatient.

—The bowtie isn't that tight, Luffy! - Nami growled before noticing Robin adjusting Luffy's bowtie with her devil fruit.

—Back to the cerimony, I want you two to know that this whole crew loves you both!

—Chopper, the rings, please! - Robin called and the tiny reeinder came all happy and proud. He even stood in the point of his hooves to give you both the rings, but the raven haired beauty gave him a little help as well - Now your vows, please.

—Sanji, you are my everything. My moon. My sun. My stars. My whole world. I, Y/N, want to be loyal with body and soul to you. You own my heart. You had saw me at the worse of the moments, saw my deepest fears and I am taking the best decision of my life right here, right now. We finished one chapter of our lives and we are starting a new one - you had to use a mini stair to reach Sanji's cheek so you could kiss it gently, leaving the blonde with goose bumps. He helped you go down

—I, Sanji, promise to always hold your hand and never let go. To comfort you when sadness comes, And the most important: be loyal and loving you no matter what happens. I'll be your light, always - he spoke softly but still with all certain in the world while holding your hand as if you were made of porcelain, kissing softly your hand - And of course, do your favourite meals.

You giggled at the last part.

Everyone was so happy for the two of you and all of them with no exception helped in the decoration of the wedding party. Chopper even did a special chocolate candy. Even Luffy did part of the decoration even though he slept while doing it. You could see Franky crying hard while blowing his nose. He got emotional, someone please give the capitalist cyborg an hamburguer later. And Usopp was in the very same state as Franky. Both held hands while imaging a life like that.

—Sanji, do you accept Y/N as your‐

—Yes.

—And, Y/N, do you accept Sanji as‐

—Yes.

Robin snorted and let out a laugh before finally saying as clear as crystal:

—I happily announce you two as husband and wife! You can kiss now!

—Come here, mon coeur! (Come here, my heart!) - Sanji held your waist, lifted and pulled you closer for a passionate and loving kiss.

There were petals thrown by Nami, Robin's multiple arms due to her Akuma no Mi, Luffy and even Chopper. Let's be honest, he was trying his best in his daily form (boi was sparing rumber balls for important ocasions). Zoro even let out a laugh and said:

—NOW LET THE F*CKING PARTY BEGIN! CHEERS! - he grabbed the first alchool bottle and chugged down half of the bottle.

As soon as the magical kiss ended, Sanji adjusted a string of your hair behind your ear and gave another kiss, but this time, in your cheek. His greyish-blue eyes filled with emotions that he couldn't speak but you understood him better than anyone else.

The party was absolutely amazing! Brook already got his violin on point for the first dance of the night between you and Sanji. Your knight held your waist gently within one hand and with the other, your hand. He had whispered some words before you felt like you were on a fairytale during the song.

—I don't deserve you...

You replied by giving a soft quick peck on his lips that said more than words. Once it ended, everyone clapped and Luffy said automatically to put on a more cheered up music which literally made him drag Usopp and Chopper to dance. You decided to dance with Nami and Franky just for funsies while Brook danced while playing his violin. Sanji danced with Nami, Robin, Chopper (honestly, these two were so adorable together) and even Zoro. Only booze to make them feel like that sometimes. You guys danced and singed for like, 4-5 hours straight. And of course, Luffy ate his daily meats in a corner (some angel had prepared for that monster).

—Attention everyone, the bride will throw the bouquet! 1... 2... 3... Whooo! - and the lucky one to got was... Usopp! (THIS WRITER SHIPS USOPP AND KAYA, OKAY? 😭)

—Sanji! Y/N! Come here!

—Hm? What happened, miss Nami?

—I got a room for the two of you in the hotel.

—Of that lesbian couple of old ladies? - you asked.

—Those two! I talked to them about your wedding and guess what? You two will sleep in the best room!

[HERE BEGINS THE NSFW PART YOU ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, YOU HORNI ONES]

While the whole crew rested on the ship, Nami had reserved a special room for you and Sanji spent the night as a couple. If you know what I mean. Sanji carried you in the most gentle bridal style way and when the door was finally locked, leaving the two of you, both of you were impressed! Nami actually chose a great suite! With even a frigobar, special bathtub with candles, a very comfy bed and anything a newly married couple could want and get in a room. The ginger navigator even included the best breakfast for the next morning.

You could feel your husband smirk in a devilish way and you were right. He started to attack your neck with teasing kisses, starting to get you ready for what you two are about to do.

—Sanji! C-Can we have a bath first?

—Of course! Plus... I know this dress makes you like a queen but I guess tonight it would look better on the floor~ Hm~? - that was everything he said before seeing you fully red. He gently placed you on the bed before removing his fancy suit and put them in some wardrobe. He noticed they also had put robes and towels. Man, for sure these people are prepared.

—Sanji, I can't reach my back. Can you help me? - before you could even think of anything else to speak, the dress was off, revealing the white lacey underwear that Nami also bought you.

—My~ I am trully in heaven~ - he whispered as he removed his pants and then his socks. And finally, his underwear, revealing his dwong, slightly hard and you were impressed of how his pubic hair was slightly blonde as well. Anime logic? Fanfic logic? Where? Logic? What is this? Is it to eat?

As soon as both of you emerged in the bathtub all naked, you reached to get the soap so you could wash your body.

—Soft... - he said as he placed a kiss on your shoulder but quickly cleaned his mouth because it was with soap as well. You laughed at his reaction - Oh, it is like this, then? Already wanting a little punishment in our first night as a couple?

—Oh, you're such a tease~

—I can't help if my love is looking so sexy right now~

—Hehehe~ Let's go once we finish here~

Even though Sanji was excited for the moment, he still helped you wash the body like the gentleman he is with no rush, just loving and appreciating the process. Once he finished, he got a towel to dry both of you and by your surprise, he picked you up like if you were a potato sack and ran to the amazing comfy bed. Now he could begin properly. Sanji started attacking your lips.

His kisses are normally sweet outside (and even with the) sheets. But this time, he was desperate, starving, as if your lips were the last thing that could keep him still but at the same time, weak on his knees. He then went down to your neck, giving small but loving hickeys to remind you how much loved you are for him. With each kiss, your heart increased the beatings. When you less noticed, blonde cook was already in your most sensitive area: your cherry.

—Well... Bon appetit. For me~ - that was his only warning of what it was about to come. It is like that his tongue does magic with your clit and pussy. He knows exactly where to stimulate you and at which speed. Not too slow for you not be teased but also not too fast for you to come quickly, he wants you to enjoy the moment but let's be real: he is enjoying way more for sure. Your fluids were like the best tea for him.

—San... San... Ji...~♡! Aaah~♡

—Don't need to be shy, love~ Just let me hear that sweet voice~ We have the whole night for ourselves... - he lost his composture as soon as you gently touched his head as a sign for you to go further. That was more than enough to get his motor going working harder.

—I'm... I-I-I'm...

—Hm...?

—I'm close!

—Yay! - he let out an "yay" just like a cute adorable kid who had recieved the best chocolate bar. But it was only a gentleman eating a pussy. And you are the wife of that gentleman now - Go on for me, princess~

With one more yelp, Sanji thanked mentally for the tea and made sure to not miss anything released.

—What a yummy meal, my love~ Now, I guess for being such a good girl, you deserve the main part~ Just let me get the condom—

Your hand slapped his gently which made him widen his eyes like "wtf". You spoke softly:

—It's okay... I asked for Chopper to make something for me...

—And how did he reacted?

—He got embarassed. I need to apologize to him once the honey moon ends... Poor fella - you sighed.

—Hey, it's okay. Maybe one day he will ask for his partner in some future ahead use it too.

—SANJI! - you both didn't hold the laugh.

—What? It is true!

—Why don't you come spend some... Energy with me instead thinking of Chopper's future life?

—Sounds amazing~ No condoms?

—Not this time.

With a big smirk, Sanji positioned himself between you.

—I'll go in, okay? - he whispered as he held your hand. You nodded and my, Sanji fitted perfectly on you. About his dick size, he is normal but perfect! Not too thick cause it would hurt you, not that long, but fits inside perfectly. And no matter what size he would have, he would know how to use that sword. Plus, for Sanji, sex isn't only "banana in, banana out, banana in, banana out". It is a loving moment where he can spend with you and be romantic. Sanji absolutely hates quickies and wants give all of his love to his beloved one. It didn't took that long for him to start moving inside with that "ploc ploc ploc" sound coming as well.

—Sanji...

—Shh... Just relax and let me please you... - he couldn't help but groan and let out some soft moans with you. His magical hands stimulated your exposed nipples, bringing more pleasure to your smaller figure - F*ck... But if you keep squeezing me like that I won't handle that much~ So tight...~♡

—San... I... I love you...

His heart did a tiny dance inside his body at those sweet words of yours.

—I love you too, Y/N... - he squeezed gently your hand before kissing your forehead. And it was in that moment when Sanji got a little bit more of speed on his movements, making you moan more and more. You couldn't think of anything else but Sanji loving you intensily - C-Crap... I'll release...

—Me too...

—Together... - that's all he said before kissing you intensily. In some minutes, one of your most intense orgasms finally came. Blonde, panting, kissed your forehead and stayed some minutes still inside of you before finally removing it. God blesses for whoever will clean those sheets. And may the boss give some extra pay for them.

Your husband picked you up and took to the shower just to do a quick clean before finally sleeping in bed. As soon as you two were spooning, he pulled you closer, face to face and whispered:

—The first of many of our nights as a married couple...

—Yup... Sanji, today was amazing... Not only this moment of ours but - you gigled - Our friends finally reunited as well. Even Zoro was happy!

—That marimo. He knows how to have fun sometimes as well.

—You missed him laughing and being like that as well, hm?

—Not that much.

—You admited it! I know you two are besties!

—Y/N...

—Sowwy~ Hehehe~ Let's just... Rest for a while... I got tired... Goodnight, my love...

—Bonne nuit, mon amour... Une dernière chose: je t'aime ♡ (Good night, my love... One last thing: I love you ♡)

🎶["POST-CREDIT SCENE" OF THE REST STRAWHATS WHILE SANJI WAS DOING LOWVE WITH HIS WIFE]🎶

"Take more 4, Luffy" (Nami)

"Nope" *lands one more +4* (Luffy)

*laughs and lands one more +4* (Robin)

"Yohohoho!" *purs two +2* (Brook)

"Not with me!" *puts one +2* (Franky)

"Neither me!" *puts +2* (Chopper)

"...fuck you guys..." *gets +20 cards of Uno* (Zoro)

The couple was just cuddling and being sweet in the next morning, don't worry, fellas :)

(And yes, you guys wrote a letter for princess Vivi about the wedding. She cried because she missed that moment but was so happy for the crew)

The end.

#Vinsmoke Sanji x reader #Sanji x reader #Sanji scenarios #One Piece character x reader fanfic

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markiza297 · 30 days

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some of my music-related EMH headcanons because i feel bad and want to share it.

VINNY:

Vinny loves post-punk and goth music, like Joy Division, The Cure, Swans, The Fall, Depeche Mode and New Order. But when he gets asked to put something he likes on, he puts something like Prodigy or Infected Mushroom on, to look cool and not to "bore" his friends. And because he genuinely likes those as well.

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Also i cannot NOT project my own coping mechanisms on emh characters, so i think (before the events unfolding, while Jessa is still alive and everything is normal) that boys like to meet up and share music AND their feelings in the format of : "This is how I feel : *Numb by Linkin Park starts playing*".

JEFF:

Jeff feels overwhelmed at his hospital job, feeling that he is responsible for everyone and everything, so most of the time when he doesn't have to work with patients, he wears headphones to ease his mind a bit, usually listening to something rhythmic (+1 point if the track doesn't have any words).

Jeff would be such a fan of Twenty One Pilots. This band is so him coded.

___

I think that Jeff and Evan would bond over their love for AJJ (again, im projecting, I KNOW). But Jeff would like the deeper details of the lyrics, and Evan would be like, "yo thats fire" because of the interesting sound.

EVAN :

I think that Evan has a Walkman cassette player, and he prefers cassettes to CD's, because "they sound worse".

And the glove box in his car is filled with checks and old bills, and cassettes that don't match their package, for example, an AC/DC cassette in a Metallica case, etc.

imo im convinced that Evan would be a huge lover of nu metal, im talking ALL OF IT. im talking Limp Bizkit, im talking Papa Roach, im talking Slipknot, Linkin Park, Skillet, KoЯn. Every time he gets a chance to get a record, he would spend his last money just to headbang to new edgy song while driving home.

And OF COURSE he would like Gorillaz. I think it should be canon, it's so obvious.

___

I think about Evan and his taste in music like this scene in Scott Piligrim where Ramona has unnecessary amount of different teas.

"-What do you like to listen?"

"-Let's see... We have classical rock, punk rock, hard rock, rock and roll, heavy metal, industrial, nu metal, alternate, metalcore, electropunk, funk metal, new rave, and... Indie"

HABIT :

Evan can't stand MCR (i know it's a hot take, i know), but HABIT loves them, especially when he gets to rearrange and clean his weapons, humming along while putting on a show, like twirling knives in the air or threatening an imaginary opponent.

If talking about my favorite purple bastard, I think it's really for music to get stuck in his head, and sometimes it can result in pretty hilarious (although still horrifying if you know the context) things, for example him throwing out the "trash" *wink wink* and not noticing how he sings something he had heard on the radio.

Just imagine HABIT humming ABBA or some 2010 white girl music. This brings me so much joy, you have no idea.

STEPH:

I think Steph would hide her preferences, until she feels safe enough to share some of the music she likes, and if a person she shares it with likes it as well, she would spend hours and hours talking about every little detail in lyric and sound and how it all has A DEEPER MEANING! She would be right, tho.

I'm convinced there was a situation where she gave an Evanescence cd to Evan with "this reminds me of u" written on the cover. I don't make the rules.

She probably writes some lyrics she really liked "to put them into her art later" only to forget about it.

#thoughts #emh #everymanhybrid #music ramblings #Hcs #vinny everyman #evan myers #emh jeff #emh steph #I WANT TO SHARE MY HCS BUT ITS SO CRINGE IM SORYYYYY

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victorspindrop · 1 month

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Music Artists I think the HOA Characters (Season 1 Specifically) would listen to!

Note: First head canon type thing I am putting on here (yay!). This is something I have thought a lot just myself in my lonesome so Id thought Id share it here! If you have any other ideas of what certain characters would listen to I would love to hear!

Nina

-> I think we as a fandom have collectively decided that Nina would 100% be a swiftie (and I agree). Her favorite album would be either Speak Now or Folklore, however, her fav song would probs be "London Boy" off of the Lover album though (for obvious reasons)

-> I can see her listening to some other softer artists like beabadobee, Clairo, and Boygenius (shes a softie at heart what can I say)

-> "All American Bitch" by Olivia Rodrigo is her confidence booster song for sure

-> Her and Amber have 2000-2010's pop music dance parties in their room together (which make annoy some of the housemates from them jumping around and dancing; also get in trouble with Victor about it but its worth it to them)

->Ok I need you guys to HEAR ME OUT with this one, but...Nina definitely is a little (just a little bit) of a theatre kid. I mean let's be real, she wrote an entire play for the school AND performed in it,,,my girl def is a little bit of a theatre girl. So with that being said, she listens to some show tunes from musicals (mostly Waitress and Mamma Mia)

Amber

-> She would so be a Y2k pop listening type of girl

-> Favorite songs would be "Rich Girl" by Gwen Stefani, "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga, HEAVY ON "Stars are Blind" by Paris Hilton!!!!!!

-> Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Gwen Stefani, Beyonce, if its an iconic pop girl, she listens to them

-> Marina and the Diamonds. IDK IT JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE TO ME I CANNOT EXPLAIN. Some of her songs just give that "it girl" energy and if there is an "it girl" of the Anubis house its miss Amber Millington. "Bubblegum Bitch" is blasted in her car with the top down (because she def has a convertible and its pink)

-> Ariana Grande stan. Probably had a stroke when Ariana came out with a makeup line and bought ALL OF IT.

Fabian

-> Fabian def listens to alternative music old and new.

->LOVES THE SMITHS! Like its almost the only thing he listens to

-> Favorite songs by the Smiths include "There is a Light that Never Goes Out" and "Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want"

-> Listens to the Arctic Monkeys for sure

-> Some other artists he listens to are Radiohead, The Cranberries, The Red Hot Chili Peppers, and TV Girl.

-> Fabian is my favorite awkward loser boy... he listens to Weezer

Patricia

-> Didn't Alfie call her like a "Punk rock/goth vixen" or something like that? (I can't remember the quote or the episode it is in for the life of me)

-> Regardless of whatever the quote was, this is our punk rock alternative queen right here

-> PARAMORE SHE LIKES PARAMORE (has a crush on Hayley Williams because I said so)

-> Had a Panic At the Disco and FallOutBoy phase for sure

-> Listens to the Smiths a little bit (because Fabian showed her some songs)

-> Also listens to some metal rock, loves Poppy and always liked her weird concepts

Alfie

-> Alfie listens to anything and everything I feel like

-> alternative, pop, rock, jazz, electronic, DISCO, hell even fucking dubstep.

-> If he likes it, that's all that matters to him. He doesn't care about the genre or style of music it is

-> I feel he would listen to a lot of artists from the 70s and 80s (idk if that's because of Jeromes quote about him being stuck in the 80s but it would make sense!)

->Loves ABBA, BeesGees, Earth Wind and Fire, and WHAM

-> When "Lets Groove" by Earth Wind and Fire was trending on tiktok, he played it every chance he could. That song has been banned from the house since.

Jerome

-> Like Fabian, he's an Arctic Monkeys fan

-> ADVID LISTENER OF I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

-> Favorite song by IDKHBTFM is Choke

-> I feel like he would also love Childish Gambino idk why I just feels right

-> Secretly listens to Mitski. That boy has been traumatized even BEFORE he was at Anubis, he deserves to cry to Mitski

-> The Neighborhood is a favorite of his (especially their song Daddy Issues because of,,, obvious reasons) Second favorite song of theirs would be Single (if you haven't heard that song highly recommend)

-> Hozier feels right for him idk

Joy

-> I think as a fandom we have concluded that she is also a swiftie. Her favorite album is Midnights and Reputation imo

-> HEAVY ON OLIVIA RODRIGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-> The Sour album was life changing for her (same can be said for Guts)

-> Literally her top songs of the year were all from the album. Jealously Jealousy, Favorite Crime, Hope You're Happy, Good for You to be specific

-> I can see her being a Harry fan

-> Definitely forced Patricia to go to Love on Tour (Patricia liked it, but she definitely won't tell you that)

-> She was a One Directioner so naturally, the love carried on into the members solo careers (had to miss class when Zayn left)

Mara

-> LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY LAUFEY!!!!!!!

-> Also just listens to old Frank Sinatra, Doris Day, Dean Martin

-> Listened to 5SOS during her brief "bad girl" era to help prove her point but she actually ended up really liking them!

Mick

-> Ed Sheeran and Jojo Siwa

*AUTHOR NOTE* I really hope you guys enjoyed this! Tbh it took a while because a few were tricky for me. Please fell free let me know if you have any you would add. Sorry some descriptions are longer than others

#alfie lewis #fabian rutter #joy mercer #mick campbell #mara jaffray #nina martin #house of anubis #amber millington #patricia williamson #jerome clarke #hoa

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bewilderedbunny · 1 year

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Line cook Eddie part 3!

Hi friends! I was not expecting to write this so soon after part 2, but I'm rolling with it. Hope you enjoy it!! 💖 (the word counter I used says this is 666 words, thought that was cute) Flirty fluff, light sexual innuendo, cursing, sort of a bit of angst but not really. Eddie x fem!reader but feel free to switch the pronouns if you'd like ☺️ I had to include ABBA in this because I am a Mamma Mia! fan first and a human being second.

Credit to @delishlydelightfuldividers for the divider 💕

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

During a morning shift, a middle-aged man comes into the diner. He's a bit quiet but polite. He has his "please and thank yous" down pat. You check up on him during his meal and ask how everything is.

"Wonderful, my compliments to the chef." he says.

You smile and say, "He'll be so excited to hear that."

The older man looks up at you and says, "I would mention to him to cut back on the salt a bit. He has done a number on my blood pressure enough as it is." as he says that you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder.

"Hey pops. Was my girl good to you?"

You realize this must be Wayne, Eddie doesn't talk about him often but when he does it's with adoration.

"She was great. It's good to put a face to the name since you're always talkin' 'bout her."

Eddie laughs, a little too loud and you giggle at the pink on his cheeks.

One day during your break you step outside to get some fresh air. You can hear Eddie talking to someone near the dumpster.

"You like that, sweetheart? Look at you. You're just the cutest thing I've ever seen." Your heart aches, aren't you supposed to be the cutest thing he's ever seen? You know he's a big flirt with everyone, but you thought you were special. You quietly creep around the corner and when you finally see him you want to cry. He's squatted behind the dumpster feeding chicken to a scruffy little cat while rubbing its back. It's not even scraps from a customer's meal, this son of a bitch cooked a chicken breast for a kitten who, upon further inspection, reminds you of Wayne with its greyish fur and blue eyes.

He walks you to your car after your shift. He started doing it one night the two of you were working and hasn't stopped. Even when you're leaving before him, he walks you out and then goes back inside.

"I'm in a band, y'know?" He says, drying silverware. He's facing you and has his hip pressed against the counter.

"Oh yeah? An ABBA cover band?" You joke.

"How'd you guess? We do a cover of "Chiquitita" that'll knock your socks off."

You stop rinsing cutlery and look at him.

"I know you're kidding, but I love that song."

"Yeah?" He says, turning away from you. He's known it's your favorite for weeks. You were humming throughout your shift once and he spent the following day at the record store trying to figure out what song it was. He eventually went up to an employee and hummed it to them until they could help him find it. He bought the goddamn ABBA record.

You lightly flick him with water and he acts like you've just waterboarded him, stumbling around and gasping for breath. He reaches toward the faucet and flicks you back, he throws more water than you had and you gasp, "You're getting me wet!" His eyes get huge and he starts to giggle. When you realize why you giggle right along with him.

You come in for your dinner shift one day and notice a stack of papers at the register. You pick one up and see a sketch of a fire-breathing dragon. The dragon is guarding various food items like pancakes, milkshakes, burgers, and fries. All of the papers are copies of this drawing and next to the stack, there is an old box of crayons. You ask your coworker what this is, and she says Eddie brought them in this morning to give kids something to entertain themselves with while they wait for their food. You can't wait to hand them out and you save any colored in pages for the next time you have a shift together so you can show him what a hit they were.

Thanks for reading 🥞💖

#eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie x you #eddie fluff #eddie x reader #eddie x fem!reader #line cook eddie

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jokeroutsubs · 10 months

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tportal.hr interview

“Joker Out about success, Let 3 and the Eurovision Song Contest: We are big fans of kitsch!”

Interviewed by Matej Ivušić.

We talked to Slovenian rock 'n' roll sensation Joker Out, the young men who, after a successful performance at Eurovision, sold out Tvornica kulture twice in a few hours, where they will perform in mid-November

Joker Out is the newest sensation of Slovenian, regional and European rock 'n' roll, the result of a very successful performance at this year's Eurovision. They got together in 2016 in Ljubljana, and they have two albums. The band members are Nace Jordan, Bojan Cvjetićanin, Kris Guštin, Jure Maček, and Jan Peteh. They stopped in Zagreb on their way to Belgrade to, among other things, satisfy the media's hunger for interviews as well as to get to know Tvornica kulture, a venue they sold out twice in just a few hours and where they will have two concerts in November. The line for the interview was long, so it's no wonder that everything was a bit late. While we were waiting, their PR Gregor Zalokar kept us company, and he revealed in a pleasant conversation that the boys would perform as an opening act for the renowned band Franz Ferdinand at this year's Špancirfest. What we experienced for the first time was that the interview was interrupted at one point for the boys to sign a bill from the mother of one Ivana, and she will surely remember that day. Although mainly Bojan was giving the answers, everyone wanted to be present during the interview, thus making the atmosphere exceptionally relaxed and cheerful. We mostly talked about their meteoric rise, performance at Eurovision, collaboration with the legendary Elvis Costello, and their plans.

How does it feel selling out two Tvornica kulture in such a short period of time?

Before the concert at Šalata with the group Buč Kesidi, we thought we could count on a solo concert of 250-300 people in Croatia. After that concert, we started thinking about selling out one Tvornica by November. The day before the announcement of Tvornica, we were in agony, skeptical - it is a large space, after all. What happened is unreal. It's incredible that we are in Tvornica for the first time today and we managed to sell it out. It reminds us of Kino Šiška in Ljubljana, that's the vibe. It's bizarre that we released a concert for November that sold out after five hours, and we thought - it's a shame that it's not this Friday!

Although you sing in Slovenian, it is not an obstacle in the region. People see you as their own. Have you considered switching to English, or will you stay with Slovenian?

We will, absolutely, work in multiple languages. Most of the songs on the third album will probably be in English, but I can't say for sure. We will most certainly work in English, Slovenian, and Serbo-Croatian. We are even considering some Spanish and French options. We don't want language to be a limitation for us. It even seems that this experimentation with languages will open new doors to us, which we don't expect, and draw creativity in a different direction. If Enrique Iglesias comes, I think they understand him just as much as us in Slovenian, maybe even less, and that has never been a problem. We don't know why Slovenian would be a problem. If you look at Måneskin, they do it – a little bit in Italian, a little bit in English.

‘WE ARE ALL BIG FANS OF PARNI VALJAK! WE EVEN WENT TO THE LAST CONCERT THEY HAD IN SLOVENIA. IT WAS GREAT'

And what kind of music did you listen to growing up?

Basically, it was rock 'n' roll, different types of rock 'n' roll. Kris mostly listened to The Beatles and Brit-rock music, Nace mainly Fleetwood Mac, some Pink Floyd, and hip-hop. Jure is a big fan of Dire Straits and Parni Valjak.

Parni Valjak?

We are all big fans of Parni Valjak! We even went to the last concert they had in Slovenia. It was great. We also listened a lot to Slovenian music, Slovenian rock music like Siddharta. A great role model is ex-Yu rock and ABBA later on.

I have a related question - how do you view the legacy of the Yugoslav New Wave? Is it the best music from around here?

Bojan: It would be enough for me to listen to the music that has been created on the territory of the former Yugoslavia for the rest of my life. If they shut down all my other media, I wouldn't have any problem with it. As for me, that's the maximum. I'm not talking about the new wave only. I'm literally talking about the end of the sixties; there were great sequences then already. I am a big, big fan of Balkan music.

'WE WERE PART OF THE BIGGEST BAND COMPETITION IN SLOVENIA AND, PURELY AS A JOKE, TO STAND OUT, WE SAID THAT THE GENRE WE PLAY IS 'SHAGADELIC ROCK 'N' ROLL'

Do you guys agree?

We agree!

What would shagadelic rock 'n' roll be? I know it has something to do with Austin Powers, but can you elaborate a bit?

We were part of the biggest band competition in Slovenia and, purely for fun, to stand out, we said that the genre we play is shagadelic rock 'n' roll. Now we see that it applies to the sincere, joyous feeling we have on stage, which translates very well to the audience. When asked why it is, it is because it is honest. People feel friendship, they feel happiness, which is a natural thing for them. It became clear at our concerts, especially now that we are playing outside of Slovenia.

‘WHOEVER SAYS THEY DON'T WANT TO GO TO EUROVISION REALLY WANTS TO GO TO EUROVISION BUT WILL NEVER BE THERE'

Why did you decide to perform at Eurovision? That competition is usually, at least from the perspective of people who play rock 'n' roll, looked down upon - it's a parade of kitsch...

We are big fans of Eurovision and kitsch! We think it is positive that we are not a rock band, but a rock 'n' roll band, a shagadelic rock 'n' roll band. That means that we are not ready to accept established frameworks. The result we are experiencing now is the result of always saying 'no' to those frames. We certainly play pop-rock and mainstream music, but there is more hidden inside than the surface - that's why it was successful. Eurovision was a wonderful mini-experiment, a chapter in our book that we really wanted to experience once in our lives. We are happy that we got to experience it this year, as if everything is happening at the right moment. Anyone who says they don't want to go to Eurovision wants to go to Eurovision but will never be there.

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How was it to you?

Terrible! It was a great experience, not only in Liverpool but also at all the pre-parties in Europe. We were in Barcelona, Madrid, Warsaw, Tel Aviv, Amsterdam, and London. We met all the representatives of other countries. We are even performing with the representatives of Ireland. We had two concerts in Dublin and now have a British tour. Many doors are opening for us. It was stressful, but also a wonderful experience, which we will remember for the rest of our lives.

How did you like the performance of the Croatian representative?

They were great! They hit everything from start to finish. The song speaks for itself, but visually it was one of the strongest performances. As people, they left a good and positive impression on us. We spent a lot of time with them, they were very warm and accepted us very nicely. We are proud of that. It is a band with a long history, after all.

'IF YOU WANT TO FOLLOW THE MUSIC SCENE IN THE BALKANS, YOU MUST FOLLOW TRAP. WE DON'T LISTEN TO THAT, BUT WE HAVE A LOT OF FRIENDS WHO LISTEN TO VOYAGE, FOR EXAMPLE'

Now something completely different, which surprised me. How did the collaboration with the legendary Elvis Costello come about?

You only saw that yesterday?!

Yes!

We were collectively on a safari. A lion attacked a neighbouring truck, attacked Elvis. We jumped off the truck and caught the lion. We held him long enough for Elvis to run back to the truck. After that, he had huge scratches on his legs and arms. To calm him down, we gave him headphones with our album. The song 'Novi Val' calmed him down so much that he wanted to write lyrics in English. When he was in the hospital, we held his hand while he received the antibiotic, and we sang together. It came to the point that it had to be a collaboration.

Did you make this up right now, or is it a story you usually tell?

It's not a story. It happened. It's true.

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As young people, do you follow the most popular genre at the moment – trap?

If you want to follow the music scene in the Balkans, you have to follow trap. We don't listen to it, but we have a lot of friends who listen to Voyage, for example. We'll probably start hanging out with these artists soon, performing together, which seems fun. We got introduced to z++ at Šalata. He is the only trap artist who is pop enough to be great to listen to. We were starstruck. We hope that there will be more such opportunities in the future. In the club, that is fine too, but in the general spirit it may be a sign that something is wrong with society, purely because of the message, not because of the music. The theme is usually pure hedonism that is not based on reality. There is a lot of crime, which might be reflected in society. Maybe we need more songs about love, even if it's an unhappy one.

Would a collaboration with Senidah be acceptable to you?

Senidah is, collectively, very dear to us. She was the first Slovenian performer who 'killed it' in the Balkans after a long time, but it was music in the Serbo-Croatian language. It was a sign that it's possible to go out of the area that is not accepted as the Balkans, and still succeed there. We wanted to try what she was doing.

'WE'RE GOING ON A BRITISH TOUR, A SHORT TOUR – MANCHESTER, LIVERPOOL, GLASGOW, LONDON, WHICH WAS, AMAZINGLY, SOLD OUT IN FIVE MINUTES'

What are your future plans?

A lot of plans. We pride ourselves on still being an independent artist. We base all plans on the fact that a team can withstand it. We're going on a UK tour, a short tour – Manchester, Liverpool, Glasgow, London, which was, amazingly, sold out in five minutes. We will play in the Electric Ballroom in London, a legendary venue in Camden where the greatest artists have played, which is beyond reality. We will also have a Nordic tour - we play five concerts in Norway, Sweden, and Finland. We are also planning other European countries, which we will not announce now because we do not have confirmed dates yet. There will be at least one new single along with the start of working on a new album and concerts in Europe.

Pictures source: TPORTAL.HR

Author: MATEJ GRGIĆ

ENG translation by Teo (@yiboego on Twitter)

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don't go wasting your emotion | robin buckley x reader

description : you and robin relax at a music festival and robin is a terrible secret ABBA fan

warnings: swearing, drinking, making out, slightly suggestive comments a few times but sfw as per - suspend your disbleief for the implied festival line up too, it was the 80s, so what do ik?

(loosely based on this concept from months ago, and the fact me and @paqerings were losing our minds over the middle pic last night)

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Robin Buckley has never looked so beautiful.

Perched on her side across from you on the tattered blanket, her head is flung back in a laugh at a memory from earlier in the day. Loose hairs cling to her skin with sweat and there are tired circles forming beneath her eyes from the day’s excitement, but she’s too gorgeous to comprehend; beautifully dishevelled, wonderfully human.

The sun is beginning to set, flooding the sky with that sort of turquoise haze as the light begins to fade. The air is still humid though, the kind of warm that leaves that sticky feeling on your skin, only worsened by the oily sunscreen and bug spray Robin insisted on applying at every interval throughout the day.

It’s the heat of youthful summers, and as you sip at your lukewarm drink, a concoction of cheap liquor mixed with flat colda, there’s not a single thing you would change.

“What about when that guy started crying during Heart of Glass?”

“Ugh, I get that seeing Blondie live was an experience but no one else wanted to listen to him sobbing during one of the best songs of all time.” Robin rolls her eyes, “He spilled his beer all over my jeans too.”

The spilled beer was the last straw for Robin really, and when her smile had dropped and the colour drained from her cheeks, you knew it was all getting a bit too much. Now, finally free from the crowds of the mainstage, it’s reassuring to see her smiling again, growing tipsy from cheap alcohol and relaxing.

“I’m sorry he ruined Blondie, baby,”

She lifts her free hand to capture your own, guiding it towards her cheek with a smile. She twists to gently kiss your palm before resting her smile in your hand, shaking her head gently.

“He didn’t ruin Blondie,” Robin assures, “It’s Blondie.”

You chuckle, grazing your thumb across the pink of her cheek. In the distance, you can still hear the crowds chanting and singing, waiting on the next performers. Robin follows your gaze, grimacing apologetically.

“I’m sorry for dragging you back here,” She mumbles, “I just got a little overwhelmed.”

“What?” You frown, “Robin, this is the perfect spot- look around us. It’s just us back here, no smelly drunk people or crying assholes.”

Robin grins, blush growing beneath your fingertips. She swirls the dregs of her drink in the solo cup for a moment, smiling to herself. Returning your hand to your side as she tips the contents past her lips, you can’t help but roll your eyes lightheartedly at her shyness.

“Don’t look so shy, Robbie,” You mumble in a halfhearted scolding, “Makes me all flustered.”

“Your fault.” Robin shrugs with a lopsided smile, “Make me all nervous when you say stuff like that- Good nervous! Butterflies and stuff. Flustered is better. You make me flustered… too.”

You smirk slightly, reaching out to move her empty cup from between you, and shuffling closer. Her hands are instinctive as they find your waist, and she tugs you beneath her chin, settling you comfortably beneath the arch of her throat, well practised in the art.

Her breath blows a warm breeze over your hair as she cranes to kiss the crown of your head. Waking with the moon, the evening insects are beginning to buzz in your ears, the only sound beyond the distant rumbling of the mainstage audience.

“Needed this,” Robin mumbles, “I liked dancing and singing with you but… I needed this.”

“Me too,” You admit, smiling against the crook of her neck.

You sit like that for a while, listening to the bugs and chattering crowd in the distance. She rubs circles against your waist, an absent minded action that wakes butterflies in your chest. You’re about to lean back to kiss her, anywhere you can manage, her throat, her chin, her neck, when the speakers on stage crack to life.

“Must be the next act.” Robin says, pulling back with interest, “Who’s playing now?”

Your lips twitch into a smirk as you untangle from her, leaning back against your elbows as you strain your eyes for a glimpse of the final performers.

“ABBA.”

It pulls a groan from Robin’s lips instantly.

“I hate ABBA-”

“You do not hate ABBA, Robin,” You laugh, nudging her with your foot, “I have had hickey’s to prove it- you pretend to hate ABBA for some unfathomable reason but secretly you’re just as much a fan of the cheesy love songs as the rest of us.”

The introductory notes of Dancing Queen begin to play and Robin’s face twists with disgust, pulling a fit of giggles from your lips. Robin gives you an unconvincing glare, arms folding in disapproval.

“I am not an ABBA fan.”

“You’re a terrible music snob, Robin.” You grin, “You like ABBA and we both know it.”

Robin’s frown deepens, lips dropping into a small pout as you sing along, accompanied by the off-beat audience in the distance, a choir of drunken fans. Her determination not to sing with you is almost impressive, you can see the twitch of her lips each time the chorus plays.

“The effort you put into not to being an ABBA fan is admirable,” You admit as the song comes to a close, grinning as your pour more lukewarm alcohol into your sticky plastic cups, “But we all know that goes out the window the second they start playing Voulez Vous.”

“That was a one time thing and I was drunk.”

“Uh huh,” You nod, passing her a cup, “What about Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!. You seemed to really like that song when it came on at your work and you had me in the backroom in about one minute flat-”

“You were wearing that shirt I like.” Robin argues stubbornly, sipping at her drink for a distraction from the smirk on your lips, “That was a fluke.”

“Oh, of course,” You grin mischievously, “I see.”

As the band continues though, lips loosened by alcohol, Robin can’t help but smile, slowly coming to sing along. Towards the end of Voulez Vous, fingers acting on a memory, her hand comes to rest on your thigh, squeezing gently with a grin, eyes full of a very specific, wanting, look.

“Can I kiss you?”

You shake your head in wonderful disbelief at the power ABBA has over Robin Buckley.

Robin’s tipsy bluntness is always oddly charming, and as Lay All Your Love On Me begins in the distance, you can only nod with a delighted grin as she settles above you, climbing over your thighs as you sink back against the blanket, chased by her lips .

She holds your face in her palms, pulling you needily into the kiss. You giggle softly against her lips, lifting your hands to cup her waist, pulling her flush against you.

“Shut up,” She grumbles, tugging your bottom lip between her teeth, nipping you in protest. “This isn’t because of ABBA.”

“I never said-“ You begin, faltering at the pressure of her lips against your own, “I never said a thing.”

“I can feel the smirk on your lips.” Robin mumbles, dragging her lips towards your jaw, tilting your face to expose your throat, “This has nothing to do with the song, you just looked extra kissable-“

“Sure, Robin,” You grin, body jolting in surprise as her teeth graze the skin of your neck, “Why don’t you stop talking and really kiss me then?”

Robin pulls back as if to scold your teasing, but the expectant look in your eyes only urges her towards your lips again, all teeth and tongue in the initial intensity, before softening, body melting against your own as your fingers lift into her hair, hers now braced on either side of your head.

Beyond Robin’s little moans of content and the occasional wet sound of your lips moving together, ABBA becomes background noise, and it’s not until Robin’s lips have migrated once more to your neck, that you recall what’s gotten you into this position in the first place.

In between kisses, in an inaudible whisper, the lyrics of the song are breathed across your skin, the chorus exhaled like a secret against your sternum.

“Robbie,” You giggle, tapping at her waist, “”You’re doing it.”

Robin pulls herself from your skin, blinking slowly down at you, dazed.

“Huh?”

“For someone who hates ABBA, you sure know the words well.”

“Oh, shut up,” Robin rolls her eyes, leaning down towards your neck once more, “-wasting your emotion…”

You squeal softly as she kisses the base of your throat, smile pressed against your skin, trailing searing kisses towards your lips, pausing with a smirk to hover above them.

“Lay all your love,” She exhales softly, leaning torturously close, “on me…”

“Jesus Christ, you fucking dork,” You gasp, hand coming behind her neck, “Kiss me.”

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