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storiesforallfandoms · 3 years

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he’ll never see this ~ noen eubanks

word count: 1994

request?: yes!

“Hi can you do one imagine of Noen Eubanks, like, the reader is a tik toker or influencer something like that and they have a crush on each other,and they Fans are Shipping them.

Thanksss💖🖤💖🖤💖”

description: in which she admits her feelings for a fellow creator during a stream thinking he’ll never see it

pairing: noen eubanks x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

The sound of a new donation message coming in pulled you away from your game for a split second. The automated voice read the message out to you: “are there any influencers that you are totally crushing on right now?”

You chuckle to yourself as you turn back to your game. “You guys really wanna start something, huh? You realize this will be trending within an hour if I say anything.”

You glanced over at your chat to see they were begging you to tell them who your influencer crush was. You had mentioned a few times that there was a fellow influencer that you had a crush on, but you refused to admit who it was (for obvious reasons). Your viewers, however, were determined to find out who this mystery man you liked was.

“We promise we’ll keep it a secret,” you read, managing to catch one message before it disappeared into the void of never ending messages. “I don’t believe you guys at all.”

You laughed as you watched the chat blow up again. You finally paused your game and made your face cam bigger for the audience. “Okay, you know what? Fuck it, there’s no way he’ll ever see this and I’m not big enough of a content creator to have articles written about me. My influencer crush is Noen Eubanks. If you don’t know who he is, look him up on TikTok and you’ll totally understand why I have such a crush on him.”

Your chat went absolutely wild at this. You went back to playing your game, smiling to yourself as you did so. It felt nice to get that off of your chest, and you knew you were about to get a kick out of your fan’s reactions to this.

Like you said, you had no fear of Noen actually finding out what you said. You had a bit of a following, but it was nothing too big. Just enough that you could be classified as “Internet famous”, but not enough that admitting you had a crush on someone else who had a much bigger following than you would be a big deal.

Or so you thought.

After your stream, you decided to go right to bed. You were feeling tired and had to get up early to edit the video you were planning on uploading. You weren’t awake to witness the internet absolutely explode over your comment, but lucky for you it was still happening when you woke up the next morning.

When you checked your phone for the first time that day, you noticed that your notifications had blown up over night. You figured it was just your fans teasing you over your crush on Noen, which it partly was, but you noticed that it was also YouTube news Twitter accounts and internet tabloid accounts tagging you in their articles about your crush on Noen.

“Oh no,” you said, your eyes widening as you read through article after article, tweet after tweet.

Before you knew it, you had spent nearly two hours sat on the floor, reading through everything that mentioned both you and Noen. All the articles were the same: an brief introduction to you and your small Twitch/YouTube following, talking about you admitting to having a crush on Noen the night before, and asking whether the reading audience believed that you and Noen would make a good couple or not.

The reactions from fans were as entertaining as you figured - with many of your fans trying to come up with ship names for you and Noen and tagging him in clips from your stream - but then there were the less than entertaining reactions. Many people, whether they were Noen’s fans or just people who wanted to hate on you you weren’t sure, were saying you had mentioned Noen’s name just for clout, or that your “crush” was nothing more than an infatuation over his looks.

It wasn’t until your phone rang that you were finally pulled out of your trance and back to the real world. Your friend’s name lit up on your screen, and it took you a moment to collect yourself before you answered.

“(Y/N), have you been online yet today?” she asked.

You sighed and nodded, then remembered she couldn’t actually see you. “Yeah, I’ve been scrolling for the past two hours on Twitter.”

“You haven’t checked your Twitch page, or YouTube account yet?”

Your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. “No? Should I?”

“You definitely should.”

You put her on speaker and switched to your Twitch app. You were shocked to see that you had skyrocketed in subs overnight, same with your YouTube page. You had gained a solid ten thousand subscribers on both platforms, and it was still rising by the second.

“So this situation has gained me more subscribers, who cares? That’s not why I talked about Noen on stream,” you said.

“Oh no, honey. It isn’t just the situation that has given you new subscribers. Go check Noen’s Twitter.”

You knew what she was implying, but you had to see it for your own eyes. You immediately opened the Twitter app again and typed in Noen’s name. You were brought to his Twitter page, where his most recent tweet was a link to the clip from your stream along with a caption that read, “When your internet crush calls you *their* internet crush”.

You covered your mouth in shock. You were sure you were about to start screaming, but you were so speechless that you couldn’t force any sounds from your mouth.

“I’m assuming by the silence that you’ve seen it,” your friend said after a prolonged moment of silence.

“D-Did he just c-call me his...?” you trailed off, unable to finish your sentence.

“He did,” your friend confirmed. “And both of your fans are going wild. They’ve already come up with a ship name for you, which isn’t the most clever name but I admire their spirit.”

You could barley hear what your friend was saying. You were still staring at the tweet in disbelief. Your mind could barley comprehend anything else besides the fact that your online crush thought the same as you. You were trying to tell yourself not to get too worked up, as it was most likely that nothing was going to come from this besides some gossip for a week or more, but your heart was still racing with excitement.

You gasped as a notification popped up on the top of your screen: “@/eubanks_noen is requesting to message you”.

“He’s trying to DM me,” you whisper, so silently that you could barley hear yourself.”

“What?”

“He’s trying to DM me! On Twitter!”

“What are you doing talking to me?! Go answer his DM!”

You were too focused to laugh as you hung up the phone and went into your DMs. The familiar profile picture that you saw almost every day on your timeline was the first thing you saw in your message requests. Your whole body was shaking so much that you could barley see the screen as you pressed to open it.

“hi :)”

It was a very simple message, but it was enough to make your heart race even more.

You were debating on messaging back, wondering if maybe this was a fake account or something. But you knew there was only one way to find out for sure, so you took a deep breath and responded.

“hi! :)”

His response came near seconds later: “so...we’re the internet’s hottest power couple, huh?”

You chuckled to yourself. “i guess we are. sorry if i ruined your mentions last night. i didn’t think it would blow up the way it has. i’m not all that famous online.”

“are you kidding me? you’re like one of the best twitch streamers. i’ve watched every single one of your streams, including last night’s”

You felt your face heating up, but a slight groan of embarrassment came from your lips. You were thinking of all the embarrassing things you had said and done on stream, and now wished you could just melt into the floor or erase the entire internet.

“oh that’s embarrassing. i’d say i’m not that awkward and dumb in real life, but i’m actually more so”

“i wouldn’t say you’re awkward or dumb at all. i think you’re adorable”

“Oh my God!” you exclaimed to no one in particular. If your face got any hotter, it would be on fire.

“you really know how to talk to a girl”

“i really don’t, but i’m glad you’re enjoying my attempts to flirt”

“so you’re flirting? never would’ve known”

“i know, it’s hard to tell. i’m trying to be subtle”

You continued to message Noen for a while. It felt so natural, as if you weren’t talking to someone you had been crushing on for about a year now. You were extremely glad you weren’t coming off as awkward as you normally felt.

Finally, after having been sat on the floor for a good three hours, your back began to ache and your stomach was growling so loudly in attempts to get your attention. You realized then that you had put getting breakfast on hold in order to fall deep into the hole of internet gossip that had surrounded you overnight.

“love talking to you and all, but i’m gonna have to go for a little bit. i’ve been sat on the floor basically since i woke up and i haven’t eaten yet today so my stomach is very upset with me”

“why are you on the floor? 😂”

“when i’m stressed i tend to sit down no matter where i am, and i was very stressed to see my name plastered all over social media this morning”

“why were you stressed over that?”

“it’s not something i’m exactly used to. like i said, i’m not overly famous online. i just have a small following. i’m not someone who has an article written about every little thing she says. also like i said, i didn’t expect you to see me admit that i have a crush on you last night, so i was so worried about what your reaction was going to be”

“i guess i can understand that. i haven’t had a lot written about me. i’m not a big tiktoker like some of my friends are, but i guess that’s a blessing”

You started to type another message, but paused when you saw the three dots from Noen indicating that he was typing something else.

“for what it’s worth, i’ve had a internet crush on you since you first started streaming”

Your jaw dropped at this. You had started streaming months before you even knew about Noen, which meant he had known about you before you knew about him. Just when you thought this day couldn’t get any better.

“wow! that’s quite a while. you must be one of my first subscribers then”

“i’m up there i think. i’ll wear that badge with pride”

The three dots again. You waited anxiously to see what he was about to say.

“i liked getting to talk to you today, though. maybe we could talk offline sometime, like through text or phone call. maybe meet in person eventually”

Your smile was so wide that it hurt your cheeks. “yeah, i’d really like that”

You exchanged phone numbers and added his to your contacts. You finally pulled yourself off the floor and started making a super late breakfast while also starting to edit your next video since you had also gotten such a late start on that.

You were putting your food on a plate when your phone chimed, indicating a new text message.

“btw, it’s nice to finally get to meet you internet crush :)”

“it’s nice to get to meet you, too, internet crush”

You sat at the table, your heart feeling warm. And to think, it all came true thanks to one nosy donation.

Not sure how much I like this imagine, but I hope you enjoyed anyways!

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creativeashproductions · 3 years

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Healed by the Music // Luke Patterson

Summary: After the fallout of reckless behaviour and forced to return back home the reader had rediscovered her love for music. Close with her family once more her band Graveyard Petals receives an offer that could turn around the band’s tarnished reputation. The only issue is not wanting to hurt those close by leaving.

Warnings: Swearing, talk of death, angst, and fluff

Words: 3.3k

A/N: The second and final part to a lovely little series I had grown to love, the first part is Drowning From the Past. I came up with the band name so if you want to use it send an ask and we talk about it. This is set after the first season and Ray can now see them after the whole Golden glow thing.

Part One - Drowning in the Past

Masterlist

In the months you retreated back to Los Feliz the band had grown exponentially bringing in more revenue with merch. The social media followers grew as well with the hope of a new photo posted of you and the band. The most recent teased new music coming.

Speaking of music, it seemed to pour out of your body into two notebooks unknown to both your sister and her band—the band of ghosts that become massive fans of Graveyard Petals when Julie played full-length debut album Dahlia. Luke had even collaborated on a song for your band; his name the first of writing credits.

Now, seven months after the shameful return the band had gotten the offer of a lifetime to open for 5 Seconds of Summer on a world tour. The issue came with talking with Julie, and the guys gave you had shown your father you had healed.

"Hey, what's been up with you lately?" Julie asked, seating herself in the swing right beside you. Her hair pulled away from her youthful face.

Whenever you looked at Julie, you saw Mom with the gorgeous hair and gleeful smile that brightened a room. Even on your mom's death bed, the room flared with that same smile in every picture in albums and on the walls. Sometimes you swore the piano in the studio bath in the warm light brought by the one person that taught you and Julie to play.

"I've been thinking." You simply spoke eyes focused on the park that had been a massive part of your life.

Every year Rose and Ray Molina had brought their three children to the very park the two had met years before. Rose would bring flowers to a specific bench, and every time you asked why she had the same answer.

Little Y/N was a precocious child inquisitive of the world around her held at an arms life by her parents. Skilled at singing and natural affinity for music it worried Rose, in her eldest child she recognized something. The intense passion and talent that a particular guitarist had once displayed on a stage that would have changed everything.

"It a place of absolute joy and acceptance. Four legends came together in front of that very bench."

Rose would never know about the place had Bobby not subconsciously led her there for the first time mere hours after the devastating loss. He had collapsed to his knees, pleading for his best friends, his brothers to return. In broken sobs, he had told Rose that this park, this bench was the first place Sunset Curve played. Band fresh and still unnamed they had gotten confident enough to set up near the bench to start building a following.

Now it was eight years after the first visit with Bobby who started going by Trevor a year after the loss. The fresh-faced boy that had flirted with Rose had changed, and at that time, Rose wasn't sure it was a good or bad thing.

"It was the guys Mom left the flowers for." Julie started following your eyesight to the bench that had a fresh bouquet. A single dahlia in the middle of the flowers for your mother.

"Yeah." You softly spoke, turning to focus on the girl that had healed through music. Seeing how grownup Julie had become hurt your heart. Julie wasn't a child anymore, and you wished she never went through what you did for months.

The two Molina girls sat in comfortable silence with minds thinking the most opposite things possible.

"5 Seconds of Summer is going on tour. We should try and score some tickets when they come to LA." Julie spoke, raising one leg to rest her arm on it. The high waisted light washed jeans with paintings on them.

Your heart clenched at her excitement for a band you both adored for years.

"I know. 5SOS gave Lucy an offer for Graveyard Petals to open for them worldwide. The others are down to join, but if I'm not ready, we won't." You avoided the brown eyes burning your cheek for a second.

Julie's warm hand clasped yours in hers to jog to your car you had bought with your first paycheque. Unable to figure out her state on the possible tour, you quietly drove back home with no sound other than breathing.

"Hey!" Luke beamed as his two favourite girls, came wandering into the studio with pensive expressions and stooped shoulders.

Alex picked up on their moods almost instantly, "Are you okay?"

Your mouth opened before the loud yell of Flynn cut off your opportunity to respond and a slap smack to the back of your head. The sharp cry of pain stumbled from your chapped lips and Flynn's frustration rolling off her form.

"Flynn!" You sharply called rubbing the stinging spot with a glare outmatched by Flynn's fire. The look unlike you had ever seen on the girl with a sharp sense of fashion and unapologetic personality.

"You got asked by 5 Seconds of Summer to tour the world as an opening act!" Flynn elaborated at your confused expression, "Jules texted me. You need to do this! The amount of questions of if GP will return is outrageous! In the last two days, the band's Instagram got five thousand new followers."

The ghostly trio stayed silent as Flynn reprimanded her best friend's older sister with crazy talent. Flynn was your self appointed biggest fan with buying the first album at the store to demanding to wear newly designed merch before the drop.

"I'm enjoying being at home. I'm on good terms with Julie and Carlos, Dad doesn't look like he's gonna drop dead in disappointment when he sees me." You shrugged focusing on the discoloured mark on the ground.

"It's okay to be scared." Alex supplied smiling as Flynn nodded her thanks as the tall drummer stepped in.

After escaping the Hollywood Ghost Club (HGC), a handful of people gained the ability to see them, including Flynn. It was rather refreshing for the girl to finally interact with the guys with Julie being the middle man.

"I'm not-"You cut yourself off at the disbelief on Julie's face with her arms crossed just as your mother had done, "I nearly lost myself in the bottom of a bottle. I fucked up my relationships and tarnished both mine and the band's reputation."

Luke's warm hand came down on your shoulder in the act of support, the touch a new factor to the ghost. Your hand came to rest on his with a smile of gratitude cast to the dead boy.

"You have healthy coping mechanisms to fall back on. You'll have us to visit with the poofing ability. If you stumble, we will be here for you." Reggie informed you with his toothy grin and kind eyes.

The last piece of the puzzle clicked into place, feeling the wound close up, leaving a scar that had blistered and reopened since last year. The cheers enveloped you like their arms as you texted Lucy and the band your decision.

Dublin, Ireland 2021

"Hello, Dublin!" Your voice amplified in the large stadium of fans cheering for your band—the thud of Iris on her drum kit.

James idly stroking the strings on his dark green teal guitar your band had pitched in as a gift to him. On the opposite side of the stage was Sawyer with their custom-made gorgeous marble green and white colour.

"I hope you are enjoying yourself so far! It is our last song before the real act comes out!" You exclaimed to the boisterous crowd.

Just barely in the wing of the stage waited the band that had quickly become older brothers to you. A band that had given you a chance after the madness of your downward spiral.

"This song came out in 2018 and quickly became one of my favourites. It wouldn't be right to sing it without some friends." You continued as the guys walked onto the stage, "Without further adieu, this is Lie to Me by 5 Seconds of Summer!"

Luke Hemmings along with Calum, Ashton, and Michael ran to join your band as Iris started a sick beat. Calum and Michael already joining Sawyer and James in absolute perfect sync leaving Ashton to rock out by Iris. Hemmings, to not confuse him with Luke Patterson, came to stand next to you with a guitar.

[Verse 1: Hemmings]

I saw you looking brand new overnight

And I caught you looking too, but you didn't look twice

You look happy, oh, mmm

You look happy, oh

Hemmings angled his body to face you but not cut off the fans behind him, creating the vivid story you had done each rehearsal. The blue clashing your own eye colour holding your personalized sparkly emerald green mic.

[Pre Chorus: Hemmings & Calum]

Flashing back to New York City

Change your flight so you stay with me

Remember thinking that I got this right

Only adding backing vocals as Hemmings retreated to jam out with Calum leaving you to jump around the stage. Landing next to Sawyer they beamed with the loud stadium heard even through the in-ear monitors.

[Chorus: Hemmings & Calum]

And now I wish we never met

'Cause you're too hard to forget

While I'm cleaning up your mess

I know he's taking off your dress

And I know that you don't, but if I ask you if you love me

I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie, lie to me

Raising the mic to your lips, you came into your cue returning to the middle of the stage with Hemmings.

"Give it up for Y/N!" Ashton yelled into Iris' personal microphone.

[Verse 2: You]

It's 3 AM and the moonlight's testing me (Ah)

I know that you've been holding on to someone else

And now I can't sleep (Ah)

I ain't happy, oh

I ain't too happy, oh

[Pre Chorus: You]

Flashing back to New York City

I was done, but you undid me

Classic me to run when it feels right

The stage was charged with the chemistry the two lead singers of their respective bands all sharing grins. The cheers growing as Hemmings came closer to share the green microphone, the tech guys skillfully turning Hemmings off; no feedback sounding.

[Chorus: Hemmings & You]

Now I wish we never met

'Cause you're too hard to forget

While he's taking off my dress

I know she's laying on your chest

I know that you don't, but if I ask you if you love me

I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie, lie to me

Singing, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie

Li-li-lie, lie, lie, lie, lie

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie

Li-li-lie, lie, lie, lie, lie (Yeah yeah)

I know that you don't, but if I ask you if you love me

I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie, lie to me

The Australian singer stepped closer to hug you quickly before finding his way to your bandmates too. The crowd all having their phones out in which the hugs would be made into edits, and the shipping would intensify.

"Dublin! You have been incredible to play for. Enjoy the rest of the concert and rock out because I will be doing so backstage." Your voice echoed over the fans with a beaming grin feeling comfortable on stage again.

"This is Easier!" Hemmings shouted as the rest of his band commenced their part of the concert just as they had the last few months.

Watching the guys perform with your own band with you was incredibly bittersweet after touring worldwide for months. The media had eaten up the sudden reappearance of the band with positive publicity increasing the popularity.

"I love this song," Sawyer spoke with a twinkle in their eyes tapping their foot to the beat. James was just barely moving his head to beat while Iris was jumping around uncaring of the people around.

"You love it because we got to collaborate on the song!" James exclaimed, tapping his hip on her thigh. Iris' 5'11 form towered over James' 5'7 height but that never caused issues with them.

James's black hair gleamed blue in the strobe lights tinting his pale complexion as well. Sawyer's hair dyed bright red pairing well with their tawny skin colour with their mocha brown irises. Iris had changed over the break abandoning her past style for a more laidback skater style.

"I'm gonna head to the bus. Grab a shower and change." You informed the band as you started retreating to where the bus was parked.

"See you soon!" Sawyer yelled with their attention halfway back on the band of guys that had given you all a second chance.

Walking down the hall with employees milling around, you barely acknowledged them other than a smile. The performing had taken a lot out of you after a fitful sleep. Carl, your band's security detail and current bouncer to the backdoor, nodded at you.

Carl's colleague would be stationed at the bus as per usual with your routine of catching one song and then leaving. Bea's hardened gaze relentless on scouring the area with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Hey, Bea." You spoke earning a grunt in response from the jaded security detail hired after adjusting back to civilian life.

You didn't have the entire story other than Bea had been in the military, but due to an injury had been medically discharged. Your manager Lucy had been the one to hire her as per the new policy of having two people of different genders on detail.

The bus was quiet as you entered flinching at the sight of your father sitting on the couch with Julie and Carlos beside him. Your mouth gaped at seeing your family after months of only FaceTime and calls.

"Oh my gosh!" You yelled lunging to hug your siblings with wide eyes matching.

Carlos had definitely grown at least two inches since you last saw him, and Julie's hair was pulled back in an intricate style. Her outfit screaming Flynn's advice but her ring was on show that matched your own.

"Surprise!" Ray exclaimed to his eldest child with pride written clear on his face, "I missed you, Mija."

"So, did I!" The cheerful voice of Luke interjected as the three boys of Julie and the Phantoms made their appearance.

Standing further back in a band shirt with Graveyard Petals was Alex's boyfriend Willie with a shy expression. He still felt incredibly guilty of delivering the boys straight into Caleb's hand and often voiced his feelings of not feeling he deserved to be friends.

"Hey, Willie. I like your shirt!" You told the tall skater who sent a shy smile.

"Still weird," Ray muttered having walked in on Reggie towel drying his hair the month before you left for tour.

It had been a very confusing and emotional time for Ray and Carlos to adapt to the new information. After Julie saved the boys and that weird golden glow happened, they had been able to make themselves visible; just no poofing in the vicinity of Ray after he nearly fainted that one time. The details hadn't been worked out yet, but Caleb was out of the picture.

"Did you catch the concert?" You questioned the group tugging on the damp t-shirt you had worn on stage. The fabric was drying after being drenched in the sweat after spending an hour under hot lights and continuous movement on stage.

"We stayed for the one last night. We stayed for your set tonight before we got Bea-"

"-she's terrified by the way," Alex interjected with a grimace on his face at the stoic young woman. The glare at focusing on her scars had truly scared the anxious drummer.

"-to let us on the bus. We wanted to surprise you and congratulate your success." Luke informed the group, "You're insanely talented by the way."

His left hand coming to intertwine with your right hand just as it had before you departed for the world tour. You had grown incredibly close to the guitarist firstly as best friends before developing into a relationship.

"We did explore Dublin for the morning. I'll forever be in Lucy's debt for sending the tickets for us." Ray happily sighed, thinking of the lovely woman that had helped Ray guide his daughter back to herself.

"I'll just hit the shower quick." You swiftly jogged to the back of the tour bus where the shower was situated near the five came rooms. The entire band each had one room and a spare for the driver.

Los Angeles, 2021

Your hair pulled away from your face you sat beside a willow tree in contemplative silence with only your guitar and notebook. You knew that in a few seconds Luke would appear for another writing session.

"I love you." Luke breathlessly spoke as he ran up to you with a great big smile.

The awe at his words blinding your thoughts from the hope you had been feeling for the last week. Luke's hazel eyes glittering in the sun and the smile bubbled onto his face.

"I love you too." The words slipped quickly off the tip of your tongue as the guitarist tugged your form into his body. Supple lips quivering on the skin of warm neck all Luke felt was gratitude.

Luke leant back to brush his calloused fingers on your cheek, "Julie got a call. Someone little birdie sent in a demo to a label."

"I wonder who that happened to be." Your smirk revealing just precisely who had sneakily grabbed the freshly recorded demo.

Lucy had always had an interest in Julie's talent in music but tabled in during the period that Rose died. The grief stealing Julie's voice and leaving behind stage fright hadn't been something Lucy would chance. The manager had always hoped Julie's voice would return.

"You gave Lucy the demo, and she passed in on to the Red Bedroom Records!" Luke was quick to tug you into his arms with a huge grin, "Julie and the Phantoms are getting signed! The owner is personally flying over on Monday to go over the contract and sign it!"

Your words muffled by his chest, "Lucy informed me about that, and she offered to manage you as well."

"Lucy is the best. She gonna mentor and give Flynn an internship to still work with the band. Thank you so much, baby." Luke whispered against the warm skin of your forehead.

"I just decided to speed up the process. Can I tell you something?" At Luke's nod, you continued, "I'm thinking in a few years to open a label of my own. I was hoping you guys and Julie would be interested in doing that with me?"

"I am so down to do that. We're gonna hire an investigator to make sure what Trevor did isn't able to happen at our label." Luke was already passionately thinking of what the hypothetical future label.

"That's perfect!" You beamed, "We could give a workshop to aid songwriting too! I thought that we could name it A Rosie Sunset. My dad called my mom Rosie most of my life and Sunset for your first band."

"I didn't think I could love you more than I did a minute ago. You proved me wrong." Luke breathless laughed before humming when your lips made contact with your own.

The warmth that had been missing the year after you mom passed away had returned, and sometimes you swore the sun shone down on you. You had no doubts it was your mom's way in heaven to hug her children. You and Julie had come to the conclusion that your mom had sent the boys into your lives.

Rose Molina, even in death, did her best to make her children happy. The three remaining members of Sunset Curve the absolute best part of her two daughters lives.

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bxcksdoll · 5 years

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Pairings: Thor x reader

Summary: Y/N teaches Thor how to use instagram.

Request by @gbadwal : Heyy can you make a thor x reader where she is teaching him how to use ig but he posts a picture of her sleeping coz he has like millionssss of followers

Warnings: none

A/N: Chris Hemsworth is do pure in the gif below uwu

“What is that?” Thor asked from behind you, as you sat curled up on the couch next to Natasha.

“What’s what?” the redhead responded, glancing behind at him.

“That thing you’re on, on your phone,” he moved around the couch and squeezed in between you, causing the two of you to move into more space and complain as you did so.

“Uh, you mean Instagram?” Natasha laughed, dryly, clicking different keys on the screen to show him.

“Yes, what is it?” Thor leaned his finger closer to her phone, attempting to touch it, but she snapped her hand away from his.

“Oh no, big guy, you’re not messing with my phone. Last time you held Tony’s you almost dropped it so stay the hell away from mine,” she protested and Thor nodded in agreement, reluctantly moving his hand back.

“Do you both have Instagram?” Thor asked, turning his head from Natasha to you.

“Yeah, everyone does,” you giggled. Thor felt a hint of embarrassment at not knowing what it was and felt he must have it to be like ‘everyone’.

“Then I want it too!” he gleamed, hiding his slight embarrassment with an adorable smile that always made you melt.

Natasha burst out laughing. Thor turned to her, a confused frown plastered on his features. Natasha, quickly, regained herself as her expression went serious again. “Oh, you’re serious?” she asked with disbelief.

“Very much serious,” he nodded.

“Do you even know what Instagram is used for, Thor? Or how it works?” you asked.

“Not really but that doesn’t matter, I’m sure you can teach me how it works, my love,” he gave you another heart-warming smile which you couldn’t say no to.

“Um, sure,” you replied. “I’d be happy to help!”

Natasha burst out laughing, again. “Good luck, Y/N! I think I’ll leave you too alone for a few hours to see how long it takes for Thor to figure out how to use it,” she teased, leaving the room.

Thor grumbled something under his breath which you couldn’t quite hear - you assumed it was some snarky remark about Natasha.

“Do you have your phone with you?” you asked him.

“No, it’s in the kitchen I think. I’ll be back in a moment.”

After Thor returned, you downloaded Instagram on his phone and started setting up his account. Annoyingly, he didn’t have an email yet so you had to create one first in order to start his account.

“What do you want your username to be?” you asked, scooching closer to him.

Thor paused, his brows furrowing, “my...what?”

You facepalmed, laughing to yourself. “It’s what you name yourself on social media - how people know it’s you. For example, Bruce’s is @brucebanner - he kept it simple but Natasha’s is @thisisnatasha.”

“Oh, I see,” Thor nodded, “I think mine should be...@godofthunder!”

“Hmm, sorry, sweetie, but that username is already taken.”

“What?! How? That person is an imposter! I am the only god of thunder!” Thor raised his voice as you giggled in response.

“They’re not really a god of thunder, Thor. They just decided to have that username, that’s all. Anyway, one thing you’ll learn about social media is that lots of people pretend to be people they’re not - so be careful,” you replied, placing your hand on his knee.

“Oh, right. Of course,” Thor laughed, slightly embarrassed. “In that case, should my username be @sonofodin?”

“Yes, that’s a good choice and it’s free too!”

After setting up his account, you showed him all of the pages he would use.

“This is your feed - you haven’t got any right now since you don’t follow anyone. And here is the search page where recommendations will pop up. If you click this bar you’ll be able to search for anything you want. Here, I’ll make you follow the others...and if you now go back to your feed and click on the top right you can message any of us!”

Thor grabbed his phone from you and turned it so that you couldn’t see it. For a moment, you were confused but then you felt a familiar buzz from your back pocket; you sat up slightly to take your phone out of your pocket. Switching it, on the screen read: ‘@sonofodin: Hello, my love😉’.

You laughed out loud, smiling up at him. “When did you learn to use emojis?”

“Stark put them on my phone a few weeks ago. I think they’re rather amusing,” he grinned back and turned his phone towards you, once again.

“Okay and now if you go on your feed you can see what everyone posts. See, there’s Wanda out on a date with vision! If you scroll down you’ll see more - ah it’s Clint and his daughter!”

“And how might I post my own photos, love?”

“You press this middle button and your camera roll comes up like this,” you helped him.

“Thank you, Y/N. I can’t wait to try this out! How do I receive these followers you talk about?”

“Well, if you post something they will start following you. Oh, you see that circle below the heart?” Thor nodded. “That means someone has either liked a post of yours or has followed you. See, Tony, Natasha, Sam and Bruce have already followed you back!”

“Woah, that was rather fast...do people spend their whole lives on this app?” he scrunched up his face.

“Yes, some do,” you laughed. “You just have to make sure you don’t get too carried away.”

“I’m sure I won’t use it too often.”

Just then, Sam came skidding into the room.

“Since when did you get Instagram, Thor? I didn’t even think you knew how to turn on a phone!” he shouted.

Thor sighed, frustrated. “Does everyone around here think I’m some incapable old man who can’t work a simple device?!”

“Well, you are over a thousand years old, sweetie,” you giggled, kissing his cheek.

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That night, you barely got any sleep. Usually, you would stay up on your phone for most of the night but tonight it was Thor. You lay in bed, turned away from him as he sat up, his face close to the blue light of his phone.

“Thor, hunny, can you turn the brightness down? I can’t sleep!” you complained.

“Sorry, my love, but I’ve turned it to the darkest it can go,” he replied, continuing to scroll through Instagram.

To your surprise, you managed to get some sleep and woke up as the sun shone through your eyelids. Turning over, you admired Thor sleeping on his back, his phone rising and falling on his chest. You laughed to yourself and took your phone from the nightstand beside you.

Opening Instagram, you decided to go on Thor’s new account to see what he had been posting. But, so far, he had only posted one picture. Your eyes widened in shock and embarrassment as you clicked on it.

Thor had posted a picture of you curled up in bed, the blanket around you positioned securely. He had taken a picture of you while you slept. Glancing down, you saw that the caption read: ‘Hello, Instagram! This beautiful woman helped me set up my account and showed me how this all works. Excited to be here.👍’.

He had gained 5 million followers overnight which shocked you and, as you looked down you saw that the post had over 2 million likes.

You sighed, deeply, annoyance running through your body. However, when you turned to look at him your annoyance melted into content and love - he looked so relaxed and happy, which you couldn’t stay mad at.

Looking down in the comments you sighed and laughed, again, at the other Avenger’s commenting:

@starktony: She may look peaceful now but just wait till she sees you’ve posted this. It was good knowing you, buddy.👋🏻

@stevengrogers: Yay!! You finally got it! Y/N looks so cute here.

@wandamaxi: HAHA! She’s adorable.🥰

@thisisnatasha: Awwww my bby is so cute!

@jamesbbarnes: You’re dead once she sees this, pal.

@imsamw: Thanks for this, now I can blackmail her with it😈

You shook your head, moving closer to Thor. You wrapped your left arm around his torso, laying your head on his chest.

“You’re gonna have to make this up to me when you wake up, Thor,” you smirked, trailing small circles on his chest.

Tag list: @xmarveled

#thor x reader #thor imagine #chris hemsworth #marvel #marvel imagine #fluff #thor fluff #thor one shot

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jjkfire · 4 years

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#learn how to handle your finances early!!!#start investing early :3 #anon #replies #misc

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spideychelleforever · 5 years

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One day Flash is being a dick to Peter as usual and then he grabs his shirt just as Peter was trying to scoot away from him, and Flash has now accidentally taken off Peter’s shirt

Oh did I mention this was in gym class?

So the whole gym falls silent as everyone takes in the chiseled, godlike form Peter has been hiding

Everyone is staring. Those who aren’t interested in dudes are staring out of shock, while those folks who are into dudes are not just shocked but... thirsty

Ned immediately hops in to help, and sticks his arms out to shield Peter. “Have no fear, guy in the chair is here!” As he serves as Peter’s personal shield as they head for the locker room so Peter can grab another shirt, Ned mumbles “Okay that didn’t rhyme, but...”

And well word gets around, as does a picture and a Snap, of Peter’s abs. And suddenly Peter has gone from a casual nobody in the school to one of its sex symbols. Even Liz, now thousands of miles away, saves the shared picture to her phone and bites her lip a few times when looking at it.

Peter gets a lot more greetings from people now. Lots of “hiiiii Peter”’s, lots of requests for his number or social media links. Lots of follow requests. And while Peter likes it a little at first, because honestly who doesn’t like some attention, it gets old pretty quickly.

Peter gets asked out at least three times in the next few weeks. Each time he gently tells them he’s flattered but not wanting to date right now.

When MJ overhears someone retell that, she deflates the rest of the day. Not that he’d ever like her, but it hurt to know he wasn’t even close to considering her since he wasn’t interested in dating at all.

It does get her to chill a bit more with Peter. Knowing he’s not wanting to date anyone let’s her get some peace of mind around him since usually she’s so frazzled around him she can only deflect and heckle him. And she’s felt that way long before she ever saw his abs in the gym that day. But she guesses that at least she can spend some relaxing time with him.

And they do! She starts talking to him like he’s a normal person and not the boy she’s been completely taken with for years. She finds out his favorite foods, gives some of his nerdy stuff a try, and he eats up the poetry she writes and expresses awe at every single drawing she does. Even the silly doodles.

One night MJ is at a diner with Betty, Sally, Cindy, and a few other girls, and inevitably, the subject of Peter comes up. Most of them all express the same thing, that they’d smash if they could. MJ feels so, so small in that moment. Especially when the topic of the Valentine’s Night Ball comes up, and MJ quickly realizes Peter is about to be swamped with admirers.

So the next day, she goes to Peter.

“Dork, you have to listen. I just heard a shitload of little birdies all about to come ask you out to the Valentine’s ball.” She hurriedly whispers as they both stand at his locker. MJ felt a rush as Peter came in close to hear her, but ignored it.

“Oh, geez... thanks for the heads up, MJ!” Peter does sound grateful, but the tinge of confusion in his voice is audible. “But... why are you warning me?”

MJ looks at him, lost for words. “Well.. because I wanted to warn you!” Oh no oh no oh no

“So you don’t... want me to go to the dance with them?” Peter asks in confusion.

“I just...” shit shit shit, she thinks, “don’t want you to be swarmed by lovesick chicks, okay?”

“Uh huh,” Peter says.

They stare at each other for a moment, Peter’s eyes curious and MJ’s panicked.

Silence.

“You know, um, MJ?” Peter started.

“Yes?” MJ asks.

“I really appreciate you looking out for me and all, but you don’t have to worry. I’m not gonna go out with any of those girls to the dance.”

“Cool,” MJ says, “I mean I didn’t say you couldn’t, I mean-“

“But I do wanna know... why are you looking out for me this much regarding girls?”

“Because they-Um... they’re not good for you. Yeah. Not that I’m trying to say I know what’s best for you but hey I’m your friend and I want to look out for you.”

“How are they not good for me?” Peter asks. This causes some heat to build up in MJ - it’s her envy, her jealousy, and yes, her pettiness.

“Because they don’t like you for you!” MJ spat.

“They don’t?” Peter repeated.

“No! Peter, ever since you went shirtless you’ve had dozens and dozens of admirers come up to you! They didn’t notice you before they noticed you were chiseled and shredded and buff!” MJ flustered, starting to lose her temper. “They don’t know the sweet side of you, or the fact that your favorite breakfast is eggo waffles with lots of syrup and butter, two eggs, some fatty pieces of bacon, and a glass of milk. They don’t know that you can name a voice actor of an incidental character from Star Wars: The Clone Wars even though they only appeared in one episode. They don’t know that you say ‘thank you so much’ every time a server at a restaurant so much as blinks at you. They don’t know that you always check up on my latest poetry even though it’s probably boring as shit to the uninitiated. They don’t know that you’re this adorably sweet, awkward dork who’s smarter than me, and they certainly didn’t want you years before they saw you without a shirt on, let alone years before you suddenly gained 40 lbs of muscle overnight!”

“MJ...” Peter is looking at MJ in utter astonishment. It makes MJ’s lip quiver as she shuts her eyes, clenches her fist, and groans.

“They didn’t want you before they knew you were shredded,” MJ grumbled quietly.

“But MJ, I-“

“But I did.”

Peter stares as MJ is starting to shake in front of him, unable to open her eyes and look at him. She sniffles. “That’s why I wanted to warn you about them. Okay?”

“MJ,” Peter says, “can I... touch you?”

When MJ jerkily nods, he comes up to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, which practically melt like butter in a microwave to the touch.

“MJ, can you look at me?” Peter asks.

MJ inhales sharply before forcing her eyes to look at him. Again, that look of utter astonishment in his warm, lovely eyes is killing her.

“I wasn’t going to ask anybody to the dance... I was going to ask someone really special to the dance. I’m asking you to the dance, MJ.”

MJ’s heart stops as she stares at Peter blankly. She’d call it a joke, but Peter is so honest and sincere, she has no grounds whatsoever to call it that.

“Me?” MJ repeats.

“I want to,” Peter nods, “but I wanna leave early so we can go home, hang out, and you can finish those last stanzas you’ve been working on since last week.”

Oh, that was a low blow, MJ thinks.

“I’d like that I guess,” MJ says quietly, the “I guess” being her flimsy attempt at brushing him off as usual and being totally untrue.

They stand there smiling at each other like idiots. “So,” Peter says, “how do we go to the dance?”

Shit! MJ thinks. “Oh well-I-I’d better get a dress or something and you’d better go get a suit and a tie and - shit we’d better go, the dance is in a few days-“

“Right!” Peter yelps as the sudden panic races in, and its last minute homecoming with Liz all over again.

“So um hey,” MJ says before she runs off, “We can talk about this tonight? About... us?”

“Us,” Peter repeats, beaming. “Yeah. Let’s just go get some good clothes, then we can talk about us.”

Peter rubs the back of his head, still smiling. “Just so we’re clear I... I like you too, MJ.”

MJ feels faint.

“Me too?” She asks happily... and then she pecks Peter on the cheek because his cheek looks cute. “Bye,” MJ says with a last smile before racing off.

“Bye,” Peter says happily as he does the same.

Everything felt new for MJ as she took off. Her feet felt faster. Her limbs seemed to pump harder. And her face was already aching from smiling so much.

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clearthesilence · 5 years

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Artist online: expectations vs reality

Ever since I was a kid I wanted to be an artist ‘cause it’s bloody cool, right? I was dancing, photographing, drawing, writing, playing various music instruments - can’t misfire. Especially nowadays! With tools like Instagram, Patreon, Deviantart, YouTube and I don’t know what, it’s on 100% gonna happen. Heh, yeah sure... *shakes her head slowly*

At the very end of 2018 I decided I want to start taking art seriously and my goal was to get better. I’ve seen a video of a man, who made similar decision, drew daily and posted his artwork to Twitter so he could not only see his progress, but share it with others too. And guess what! He got noticed by someone and I guess he was given a job or had an exhibition or something... my memory is lame. Anyway, I decided to do the same, I started posting my art here on tumblr.

And my idea was as following. I’m going to take a nice picture of my drawing, I’m going to post it, give it a description ‘cause this is what people want and I’m going to tag it viciously ‘cause this is what makes my post visible. To be fair, that’s right, that’s correct and I was thrilled when I got my first few likes, but then those few likes started to bother me - Do I have so little likes ‘cause my art is bad? The latter is right. Look how many people are on Tumblr. How many posts do you think people do with the same tags? The very chance is yours got lost seconds ago ‘cause there are thousands more posts like that.

What to do then? The more social accounts, the better. Some people don’t use Tumblr, but they use something else. So I created an Instagram and expected to hit the jackpot! Nothing pretty much happenned. I was told that tag art is pretty much a cashcow on Instagram. To be fair, I receive much more likes and comments here, but man I have like 10 followers. What the heck is it? I thought there would be more since everybody has this app and stares on the screen 24 hours a day. Thing is, tags aren’t everything. If you want to get noticed on social media you have to interact with others - comment, like, follow, post regularly, be consistent in your content and stuff. And at the same time you should be giving peeks to what’s going on behind the scenes to make yourself more approachable. OKAY, THEN! I spend almost hour a day by doing this. Did it paid off? Yeah, I got another 3 followers. How comes that someone can get 1000 subscribers/followers overnight when I struggle to get just one? Firstly, look around - thousands of people are doing the same thing as you do. Secondly, think how often you click the follow/subscribe button, not very often, am I right? Or at least I click it only when I’m sure that I’ll be interested in the content even tomorrow. I like posts viciously though - I think it’s part of my mission to get noticed. Anyway, yeah, it happens, sometimes you just wake up only to find out you have 1 000 000 followers/subscribers, but that doesn’t happen every day, it doesn’t happen to everybody. Usually, it takes years to gain as much followers/subscribers. What a pain...

Surely there’s something more I can do, to cheat this a little? Yeah, you can try selling your art - invade donation, subscription and commission sites, but let me tell you something... Nothing attracts people more than free art - do it and you have them. Or do commissions and wait weeks and months and years for a client. Choice is yours. I got one donation months and months ago - it was from a friend. I think she wanted to cheer me up. She did. :)

Becoming an artist online is easy. Usually it takes few minutes after you click the “sign up” link somewhere, but being recognized as an artist and perhaps make money with it takes damn ages. If you hold on, one day you might get what you’re dreaming about! 1000 pounds per month, right?! *sighes* Think about it as about growing a tree. You start, you grow and then you start to bloom and then the fruit starts to grow and in the end you harvest. You might make 1000 pounds a month, but I think you’re going to make like 5 or 10 in the beginning, which isn’t bad either. It’s just not a full time job, perhaps not even a part time job, but money isn’t why we’re doing it, right? We don’t do it for likes or followers either. We do it ‘cause we love it!

But heads up! You might be the one, who hits the thousands overnight!

#expectations #reality #thoughts #memories #art problems #art careers #internet #youtube #instagram #art #patreon

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