[sings more lyrics about your smile]

The Music Room  [ A.A ]

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Reader

Request: Archie hears this amazing girl singing and tries to find her and all this time it’s been the reader one of his best friends that he’s loved since forever but hasn’t been able to ask her out due to rejection but accidentally slips he loves her when he finds her singing

Word Count: 1291

Warnings: None 

A/N: Hi guys! I would recommend listening to John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ seeing as the song is mentioned a little bit. I know it’s an oldie but I mean the lyrics make it timeless. 

Also, recently my posts haven’t been showing up under any tags so I’m really sorry if a lot of you don’t get to see any of my writing because of that. I’ve really been trying to fix that but nothings working. I would really appreciate it if anybody who could help out could message me about it?


You sat with your back to the wall beside the door to the music room. You had finally found it empty and decided to make full use of it. You had been trying for days to find some space for yourself to just spend some time alone with the solace of the school’s instruments and the peaceful aura that the silent feel of the music room pulsed through itself.

A small smile crept onto your face as you made sure the door was locked and fiddled with your bag to make sure that it was comfortably lodged between your elbow and the floor. You placed yourself specifically so that any student or teacher passing by couldn’t see you through the small window in the door.

This was the first time you’d been in the music room since you had found out about Archie and Grundy, though, you had been in here on your own many times before. At first, your mind couldn’t help but be pulled into the awkward memory of whatever may have happened between your best friend and the former music teacher, but you pushed the thought aside. Now was the time for you to just be you and for you to do what makes you feel the happiest.

For you, singing was the best way of letting out any pent up emotions, it was a way for you to feel more free than ever. After finding out about Archie and Ms. Grundy, you were beyond stressed. You were angry at Ms. Grundy and you were angry at Archie. But you were also sad and hurt and the amount of frustration that you had felt was undeniably surprising. You loved Archie as more than just a friend–more than anything and it pained you that Ms. Grundy had so easily (and illegally) taken advantage of the oblivious and golden-hearted boy that was and is Archie Andrews.

For days on end you had been wanting to let it all out through your voice and now you finally could. Without having to worry about anything–not about anyone hearing you nor about any of the more serious drama that had been taking it’s place in Riverdale–you sang the first few words to your favourite song. A smile finds its way to your lips as you carry one singing, louder and clearer than you have the ability to anywhere else. The lyrics of John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ fell from your lips with a sense of passion, love and talent that would be sure to make anyone double-take.

It was a song that you knew was quite old yet you still couldn’t seem to look past the meaning and love that went into the lyrics. The song warmed your heart and made you feel at home.

“You may say I’m a dreamer but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us, and the world will be as one,” 

Archie had been trying to fit in the time to work on his own music (in the music room, of course) and he had finally been able to squeeze that in until he had heard the most angelic sound that ever danced through his ears coming from the thin space inbetween the door of the music room and the floor that connected the hallway to the classroom. He had heard the voice before and had desperately tried to put a name and face to it but had always failed in doing so. But now, he knew that it was his chance to do so.

Forgetting about his intended plans, he reaches for the door handle, letting out an audible groan once he realises that the door has been locked. He takes no notice to the stares he receives from passing students, stepping forward and curiously and hopefully peering through the small window. He bites his lip when he notices a pair of black converse (your black converse) just barely making it’s way into his line of vision. It didn’t even occur to him that those could have been his best friend’s shoes and he didn’t even take notice of the drawings that you two had decorated the white soles with only a month ago.

You notice the door move beside you, the vibrations barely brushing against your arm. Someone was trying to get in. With a sigh, you shrink backwards, only waiting for the mystery person to knock on the surface of the door. A groan forces it’s way out of you once you hear the tapping of knuckles against the wooden door.

You stand up, instantly greeted with none other than Archie’s face through the window in the door. His eyebrows raise once he sees you, a gobsmacked expression falling over his face. Yanking the door open, you meet him with an almost scared look on your face.


“Was-was that you singing?” He blurts, stepping into the classroom. Archie already knew the answer, but he couldn’t help but ask. He was in love with you and he knew it but it only made him realise just how much he didn’t know about you. Even if he did know more than anybody else.

“Uh, yeah,” You sheepishly reply, “It was me.”

“You never told me you could sing–”

“It’s nothing really, Arch.” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“But it’s not nothing, Y/N. You’re an amazing singer,” Archie closes the door behind him before he places a hand on each of your shoulders. His fingers lightly grip you, slightly pulling you into him. “Jeez, I’ve heard you singing so many times. Only, I didn’t know it was you. And god, the more I learn about you; it just makes me love you even mo-” He cuts himself off, abruptly halting his rambling, biting his lip and pulling his right hand off of your shoulder to scratch the back of his neck. Truthfully, he knew the most part of what he said probably made no sense whatsoever except for the most important piece.

“What?” You ask him, wondering why he had suddenly stopped talking. As much as your heart skipped when he said that he loved you, the two of you had exchanged those words many times between yourselves. But it had always been platonic seeing as neither of you had the courage to face possible rejection, so why would now be any different?

“I-uh, I love you.”

“Oh. I love you too–”

“No, like, more than that,” He takes a long step closer to you. Your breath hitches at how suddenly close he is, suddenly nervous about the fact that you were pretty sure he could hear your heart beating right out of his chest. Archie had never been this close to you. So close that you could feel his breath on the skin just underneath your nose and right above your lips. His chest was almost touching you, the pounding of his heart unknowingly to the two of you, matching the beat of your own. “I’m in love with you.”

And before you know it, Archie has placed his lips on yours. The softness of his kiss was still passionate and sweet, and you found yourself kissing back without hesitation. Your hands rested on his chest and his loosely held you just above your hips. You were the first to pull back, your heart racing as Archie leans forward, as if he never wanted to stop kissing you.

“I love you too, Archie.” You smile at the grin that Archie flashes you, his arms wrapping around your torso as he nuzzles his face into your neck. He chuckles, his voice vibrating against the soft skin of your neck.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for that.”

bellerz55  asked:

If your still talking prompts I saw a video of Lili singing and she has a really good voice. I was wondering if you could write a fic where Betty is singing and and jughead hears her somehow.

I saw that video and damn near died😍😍😍I’ll give it a go!

It was cold and dark and he could hear Veronica snoring softly from across the room, Archie murmuring in his sleep. The boy had always been a sleep talker and jughead loved hearing all the crazy things that came out of his mouth, but today he was much more focused on the humming blonde writing away in her diary slumped up against the door.

It was a stakeout. Archie had begged them to participate, claiming the only way he would know who was destroying his fathers property was if they camped out for the night, the plan was to stay up all night and keep an eye on the site.

Clearly that had not worked out, Jughead gently shoved a drooling Kevin off his shoulder as he listened again to the soft melody flowing from Betty’s lips. It was gorgeous, hauntingly beautiful even. He saw her eyes flick up from her journal and he instantly closed his own, he didn’t want her to stop singing and he figured she wouldn’t want to keep going if she noticed how intensely Jughead was listening.

He heard the shuffle of her tiny pink flats and could sense her moving, when he peeked his eyes open, she was halfway out the door her journal tucked underneath her arm. As soon as he heard the door quietly click shut, he was crawling straight to it, why had she left? Where was she going?

He opened the door slowly and there she was, sitting on a pile of bricks outside the trailer, still writing in her book but this time her ear phones were in her ear and she was softly singing out loud.

“What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you.” Her head moving slowly, long blonde hair finally down and swaying gently. He could’ve stayed there and watched her forever engulfed in her sweet and soulful voice, but he felt wrong. Invading her privacy was the last thing he wanted to do, he knew how she felt about that from her mother, so he walked over slowly gently tapping her on the shoulder.

She jumped a good foot in the air and ripped her earphones out of her ears, placing a hand to her heart.
“Juggie! What are you doing out here? I thought you were sleeping?”

He smiled his goofy grin and plopped down beside her on the bricks “nah, I couldn’t sleep not with princess snores a lot in there. What about you? What are you doing up? Better question, what are you doing out here all alone?”

Betty giggled at the nickname Jughead had given Veronica, “I couldn’t sleep either, I thought the plan was to stay up all night so I popped one of my ADHD pills” she almost looked embarrassed “I just didn’t want to be the only one to fall asleep is all, I’ve been…. tired all week”

He knew what she had been going through, Polly, her mother, the blossoms. She was also conflicted between missing her father and being glad he was gone, a feeling Jughead knew all too well. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, his hand landing on its permanent spot “ doesn’t explain why you’re out her on your own, you know you could’ve woken me up, I don’t really like you being out here on your own, there’s a killer on the loose, remember?”

Betty giggled remembering the way he had said those words right before she kissed him for the first time, she sighed softly at the memory and leaned into him “ I know, I just had to write some stuff down and I always find myself singing when I’m journaling, I didn’t want to wake anyone up.” She shrugged gently nuzzling into his chest a bit.

He smiled moving to tug her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist now so that she was facing him “well, no ones sleeping out here, sing for me, my angel of music.”

Betty blushed bright pink and giggled
“I don’t know… I’m not that good.”

Jughead snorted, he knew how good she was he had heard her plenty and he wanted more.
“Try me Juliet.”

Her eyes softened at the nickname and she took a deep breathe “well don’t say I didn’t warn you when your ears give out.” With that she started singing, it was a gentle song about playing a wicked game with her heart and he had never been more captivated by anyone in his entire life, through the whole song he just watched her.

The way her eyelashes fluttered with each verse, how her shoulders would shake when she hit a particularly strong belt, even the way her lips twisted into a smile at the lyrics, she was most definitely an angel, if he didn’t believe it before, he knew it now.

She stopped singing and smiled at him shyly,
“I told you it wasn’t Great I never said…”

Jughead cut her off quickly, dropping his lips to hers. This would never get old, the way they fit together was something like dark magic, it shouldn’t happen but it damn sure did.

Suddenly the opening of the trailer door broke them out of their spell, Archie Veronica and Kevin walked out

“I said no!” Archie was directing at Veronica

“You can say no as much as you want archiekins, she’s still coming.” Veronica was smiling sleepily.

Jughead cast a look at Betty and raised an eyebrow, smiling dazed and taking her hand in his “who’s coming?” He asked his three friends

Kevin sighed rubbing his eyes “who else? Cheryl blossom. She just called Veronica apparently she’s upset no one invited her to our little “rendezvous” her words not mine, she’s coming now. She just woke me up from a beautiful power nap, she really is Satan.“

“She’s not coming.” Archie repeated, plopping down next to Jughead

“Think what you want.” Veronica cast a glance down to Betty and Jugheads combined hands and smirked.

Jughead laughed at his friends antics and bent down to whisper in his girlfriends ear “just so you know, you’ve become my new favorite CD. I just might need you to help me fall asleep.” He winked and smirked.

Betty laughed softly
“ I can do that.”

She squeezed his fingers.

I Like the Way You Sound ((George x Reader))

summary: george walks in on y/n singing and likes what he hears

requested:  Hey could you maybe write an imagine with George Weasley, where the reader is a Gryffindor and is sitting in the Common Room at night and is singing and George walks in and is listing to her singing. And maybe they are kissing at the end of the night with freds help? Pretty Please?

warings: none (possibly some swearing)

pairing: george x reader

prompt(s):  none


The Gryffindor record selection was definitely an interesting one. You were going through the collection, and you hadn’t found a single one by anyone you’d even heard of. You wondered if muggle music was as frowned upon here as muggles themselves. You finally choose one, glancing around to make sure no one was there, before sliding it into the record player. As soon as the music cuts through the silent room, you feel a flash of recognition. It was similar to a song you’d heard before. A muggle one, even. 

It only takes you replaying it a few times for you to learn the lyrics, and only a few more for you to sing along, sitting back down on the couch and attempting to study. 

The song has just ended once again, and you’re about to get up to reset it again when a voice cuts through the air. “Wow. You can sing.” 

You jump, nearly falling off the couch when you take in the boy in the doorway. “Oh… I didn’t know anyone was awake.” you flush, quickly turning off the record player with a flick of your wand. 

He flashes you a friendly smile. “Yeah, no me either. So what are you doing up?” 

“Couldn’t sleep.” you explain sheepishly, relaxing into the couch as he takes the seat next to you. You recognized him as one of the Weasley twins, but he was a year or two older than you so you weren’t able to distinguish them. 

“Me either. Must be something in the water.”

“Or my bloody singing woke you up. I’m really sorry. I didn’t realize I was actually singing aloud.”

He shakes his head quickly. “No, not at all. I was already awake, and I… like the way you sound. You have a really lovely voice. 

You can’t help but smile. “Thank you.”

He opens his mouth to respond when the singing lady bursts open, a boy that looks remarkably like the boy you were sitting next to, barging in. “Georgie, you’re taking bloody forever. What could possibly-” the boy trails off when he takes in you and George, and your proximity. “What’s this?” Fred gives his brother a sly look.

George flushes. “Nothing, Fred. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Oh, nonsense. It can wait. Clearly there are more pressing matters at hand.” Fred turns to you. “You would be?”

“Oh, uh, I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N. I see you’ve met my brother George here. Got the better lips between us, didn’t he?”

Your mouth drops open, and you think you see George frantically shake his head at his brother out of the corner of your eye. “Heh. Yeah. I better get back to my dorm,” you begin to stand up.  

“Wait! You can’t go yet!” George protests. He shoots Fred a look, who responds with an innocent shrug. 

Your brow furrows. “Why not?”

George freezes, clearly looking for some kind of reasoning behind what he just said. “Because we want to play a game!” Fred fills in for his brother.

“Oh, sounds fun.” you sit back down beside George, and the boys exchange a look that you don’t quite have time to read. “What game?”

“Well, there’s 7 Minutes in Heaven, Too Hot, Spin the Bottle-”

“Alright, Freddie. Not quite the kind of games we’re going for.” George cuts in. 

Fred puts on an innocent frown. “Why ever not?”

George rolls his eyes at his brother, giving him a shove. “I thought you said you had to use the loo, you giant git.”

“Oh. Right! Right. That’ll take me about half an hour, I reckon… You know, digestive problems, always a blast. Feel free to start without me.” he shoots a wink at his brother, proceeding to whistle his way out of the commonroom. 

You laugh when the door closes behind him, turning to George. “George?”

“Y/N?” he mirrors your tone, arching an eyebrow at you. 

“I think maybe your brother wants us to kiss.” you whisper tauntingly.

“Really knows how to set the mood, that one.” he plays along. “Is he the only one? That wants us to kiss, I mean.”

“Not sure… I mean, you could try it…Y’know, for experimental purposes, of course.”

You see his lip twitch with the effort of concealing a smile. “Of course.”

He leans towards you, not wasting any time as he sets one hand on your cheek to lead your lips to his. You feel the kiss in your fingertips as your hands run up into his hair, pulling him closer which earns no protest from him as he drags you into his lap, his own hands resting on your sides. 

“George?” you murmur, when he pulls away. 

“Y/N?” he copies your tone, his nose still brushing yours, as he allows his eyes to fall shut again. 

“Your brother isn’t the only one that wants us to kiss.”

“No. I suppose he isn’t.”

And then your lips connect again, and you’re just the right kind of breathless. 

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Jealous? [Jughead Jones x Reader x Archie Andrews]

Request :  Can you please write an ×-reader where Archie Andrews asks out the reader by singing outside her house, but Jughead is with her and they’re in a secret relationship and Jughead gets jealous.

Summary : You and Jughead were enjoying your time together, but got interrupted by a certain redhead playing a song outside your house for you.

“I love you.” You said out of the blue. 

Jughead was shocked by your statement. He stayed silent for a few seconds, no expression on his face. You were pretty scared that you said it to fast, but you managed to calm down a bit when he smiled and looked down, with a tint of pink in his cheeks. You knew that Juggie wasn’t that type of boyfriend, he wasn’t such a big fan of PDA, but this was different.

You were in your room with him.You’ve been dating for three weeks now and it was a secret. You weren’t ready yet to come clean to the world about your relationship, so the only time you two were affectionate was when you were alone in a room. Or not in public.

“I love you too.” He said, making you smile. 

You gave him a sweet kiss, that turned into a make out session. But all that was interrupted when a familiar voice started singing outside your balcony.

This song wasn’t supposed to be a sappy one, but I can’t it, I like more than anyone.” That angelic voice. It was Archie. “Wanna test that theory?” Jughead said, hearing the lyrics, as he jumped from your bed, but you caught his arm. “Stay here.” You said, and went to the balcony, where Archie was still singing. “Oh and when you smile, my heart flutters and it kinda stops for a while…” You chuckled at that lyric, and Archie’s smile grew when he saw you. He listed a few more things that he likes about you, and then he stopped. You frowned. “So, Y/N… Will you go out with me?” He smiled.

Oh. Oh boy. You told him to come up, since you were home alone and have been friends with Archie since fifth grade, he knew where you had a spare key. You told Jughead to hide in the bathroom, who by the way, had steam coming out of his ears. 

“Y/N? Can I come in?” You heard Archie knocking. You opened the door and smiled as you both sat on the bed. “That’s the cutest thing anyone has ever done to me.” You said. “But… I am already dating someone.” You added. “You… You are?” Archie raised his brow. “Why are you so surprised?” You laughed, playfully hitting him in the arm. “I haven’t seen you with a boy.” He said. “It’s kind of a secret.” You shrugged. “But, you are an amazing person and you’d make the best boyfriend. I’m sure of it!” You smiled. “Thanks. I just wished I knew sooner so I wouldn’t be so embarrassed now.” He said, making you chuckle. “Don’t worry, it’s all good.” You said, as he sat up. “But… may I ask who’s the lucky one?” He turned to you, before heading out the door. “Still a secret.” You booped his nose.

You walked him to the door, reassuring him that it’s all good, and apologized for letting him down. You just both hoped that things wouldn’t get awkward. 

After he had left, you saw a furious Jughead coming down the stairs.

“What’s up with you?” You raised your brows, but he only shrugged.

Wait a bit. Was he acting like that because he was… No… It couldn’t be…Could it? Was Jughead Jones… Jealous? You smiled at that thought, and headed to the kitchen, where he was getting a glass of water. You gave him a hug from behind, and smiling you said,

“I love you and only you.” He loosened up a little at your words. “You little jealous shit.”

Mind at Work - Peter Parker

Alright, I’m going to try and write this in Peter’s perspective.
Fic #5 of the Hamilton Prompts
Song: The Schuyler Sisters

My Dearest, Y/N,

I don’t remember the first that we met, but I do remember the first time I knew that I loved you. We were paired up in American History, which was good, because I needed help focusing, and you were nothing if not a sureness I could focus on. 

Our teacher, Ms. Darling, was obsessed with the musical, Hamilton. Which was good, because I was, too. When you quoted Hamilton lyrics to me, I knew that we were meant to be. But it was much more than just quoting it. 

We were working on our project, when one of the swimming boys, Gary Webber (Yes, pun intended), came up to you. You were still new, having only moved here late last year. Everyone was interested in you.

Excuse me, Y/N,” he said. “I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.” I remember the look of shock on your face. I know you shouldn’t have looked so beautiful when you were affronted, but you did. You always did. 

“Excuse me?” you said. Everyone in the class was learning Hamilton lyrics in class, and it was no secret that you loved it, but this was a pathetic attempt. (In my humble opinion.)

Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels, you searchin’ for an urchin who can give you ideals?” You smiled a little, and I worried that you maybe liked him. Especially when you started to play along.

“Webber, you disgust me.”

“Ah,” he said, his sick smirk growing larger. “So you’ve discussed me.”

“Not really.”

Hey, I’m a trust fund baby, you can trust me.” It seemed like you had been rolling your eyes the entire time, but in this moment, they went back even further.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“I’m not. I’ve been watching you all class.” He leaned over our shared table and beamed at you. (In a disgust manner, no doubt.) This was the key moment that I fell pretty much head over heels for you. 

“You know what I’ve been doing in class? I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine. Some men say that I’m intense or I’m insane. You want a revolution, I want a revelation, so listen to my declaration. We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, and when I meet Thomas Jefferson - I’ma compel him to include women in the sequel!”

WORK!” I shouted. You looked at me and laughed. I was always impressed by the fact that you memorized the song so well. Clearly, Gary had not been as prepared as you and looked mostly confused. You rolled your eyes again and sat down next to me.

“Go away, Webber,” you said. I winked at him, because for some reason I felt pride in you, and in that moment I wanted him to know it, too. He slumped away and you sighed, before getting back to our work.

“I’m sorry about that,” I said after a few minutes.

“Why?” you asked.

“Because Gary is an asshole.” You smiled at me, and I melted. 

“It’s not your fault. But thank you. Thanks for singing along,” you said, looking down at your paper. I smiled, and probably blushed, but you weren’t looking so who cares. 

“Of course. I’m always down to sing Hamilton lyrics.” You smiled at me once more and I knew that I couldn’t not do anything. But I waited patiently.

One day in class, when Kyle Backen actually answered a question, you leaned into me to whisper, “Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now.” And when someone made a joke about our city, I leaned in to your shoulder and said, “In the greatest city in the world!” 

You would always say, because the incident with Gary Webber happened in different instances, with different boys, with different levels of success, that you were looking for a mind at work. So every time that I thought of a lyric, or something witty to say, I would say it, just to impress you. 

I hope that I did that. I hope that you think about me as much as I do. I hope you consider my mind a mind at work. 

What I really mean, is, Y/N, since this letter is addressed to you, and I’ve only been telling a story, I really like you. And I know you only see me as a friend. (If even) But I would love to get to know you better. 

So, Y/N, will you go out with me? If not, I hope that we can still be friends, because I cherish our friendship. But I would be remiss if I didn’t at least tell you.

-Peter Parker (American History)-

Meeting you. (Jaebumxreader) pt.2

pt. one here

 I’ve decided to change the writing style to make it feel more like the reader is part of the story sorry if it feels choppy having two parts with two styles but I think this one is much better. - JJ 

genre: fluff/romance

summary: after your coffees with Yugyeom, Bambam and Jaebum. You need to find a way to get home.

word count: 902

The Ride

You sat in a few moments of silence. Did he really say I am pretty? “Uhh Tha-” before you could say anything else Yugyeom and Bambam were back with your drinks. But, Jaebum never took his eyes off you– even when Bambam and Yugyeom addressed their questions to him his eyes stayed fixed on you. He looks so sexy, I could just have him right now. You licked your lips with a lingering bite at the end to see if you could shake his cool demeanour. And just for a moment he wavered looking to the corner of the table 

You all finished your coffee’s but it was getting late so you all decided to leave the cafe and walk to the dorm. You knew the boys probably had an early start the next day so you decided to head off. “I guess I should go.” You said as you looked at them, but kept your eyes on Jaebum a little longer. “Should we call a cab for you [Y/N]? Yugyeom will pay again.”Bambam said laughing. “Ya! Bambam! don’t get me wrong I’ll be happy to [Y/N] it’s just he has to stop doing that.” “Guys I can manage the bus by myself.” “I know but at this late, you shouldn’t be going alone” The four of you stood now outside of the dorm when Bambam lit up “Hyung you can drive her in the company car!” You could swear you saw a smirk cross Jaebum’s lips, but he collected himself before you really got to see.“I don’t see why not. Let me go grab the keys.”

He came back down pretty quickly and as the two of you got into the car Yugyeom yelled back to you “Hyung take care of her.” “Oh, I will.” But he only said it loud enough for you to hear and just waved back to the boys. 

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anonymous asked:

The gang and their reaction to an s/o who is an amazing singer

2D: If it’s a song he knows 2D can’t but start to sing with you, pleased to hear that your voices sound so nice together. He think it’s an interesting couple activity, singing together, and would ask to practice with you more often as it’s more fun that way. 

Murdoc Niccals: Murdoc leans back and listens closely, wondering if he could finally kick 2D to the curb and use you as the vocalist. Deciding it would be too cold-hearted (the kid was still a money-maker), he would invite you to join the band for a few songs to see if you could make it big. 

Noodle: Noodle smiles and bobs her head along to the song you’re singing to her, mouthing the lyrics to herself. She gives you a tiny round of applause and lets you know your voice is beautiful, telling you to sing to her more often. 

Russel Hobbs: Quietly listens to you, and you’re completely unsure of how he feels about your voice when you finish the song. You look up at him nervously but a smile spreads across his face and he utters one word, “Beautiful.”

BTS at your favorite musical play

May I make a request where they ( BTS) got you tickets to your favorite musical and just like their reaction to you throughout the whole thing( that makes no sense at all😂😂). Just like how they would react to you and your favorite musicals. This makes no sense. Sorrry for the trouble😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬 @kzizzle1905
No trouble at all, I completely understand, I’m gonna base these off of a couple of my favorites that I would see when I was little or that I’ve watched from screen play
•"I read Ham- so I bought it"
•probably knew you loved it before buying it
•"Yes Jin, just keep eating your nachos”
• hums along to the music
• “ that’s fun to say ‘Lafayette~’”
• “Jin!..'talk less; smile more’”

• “I heard you talking about this a while ago”
• 'The Music Man’ caught his eye
• watching quietly until
• “ what’s sappy plot, music and love, ugh…”
• *rolling your eyes*
• random firework for July 4th scene
• jumps and scream then try’s to play it off

• hands you the ticket while shimmying away
• starts singing 'What Is This Feeling?’ Randomly
• during the play he sings very lyric on point
•wiggle wiggle wiggle
• cheery lil ball of sunshine
• “I wish I could go to the Emerald City”

Rap Monster: (my absolute favorite play)
•read the book before getting tickets
• Les Miserables for the win
• hums along to the songs
• very focused in every single detail
• favorite character is Cosette knows all her lines
• super into the canons

• definitely got tickets for kinky boots
• didn’t know it had to do with drag
• confused yet influenced
•eventually gets into it
• shy when they starts doing suggestive dances

• Fiddler on the Roof type of guy
• talks about having 5 kids too
• sings along to “If I were a Rich Man”
• talks about owning a farm
• definitely hype for no reason

•most likely got tickets for Jersey Boys
• has his 'wow’ face when the dance with the paper on their feet
• wants to learn all the dances afterwards
• probably obsessed with it for a month after
• watches tutorials for the dances
• posts singing covers on twitter

Honoring Hermes: A Personal Technique

If you’re anything like me you live in your car. From work to school to various other obligations, life eats away at my time. As I have lost time to worship more formally, I found ways to honor Hermes that fits very easily in my day to day life.

  • Singing songs with verses and lyrics in another language. Singing it passionately and as horribly as I am wont to do. Laughing at myself and having fun doing it.
  • When driving, singing with gusto and gestures to music. Not caring about other’s seeing my fun concert in my car. You will be surprised how many people actually smile and laugh seeing such a silly thing.
  • Taking a different route to my destination if I have the time.
  • Shamelessly sending funny memes and pictures to my friends in our conversations. If it only amuses me and Hermes it is worth it.
  • Star gazing and finding constellations I know as I am walking under the night sky.
  • Starting a change jar and tossing in coins and even dollar bills periodically, offerings made in gratitude for safe travels and financial gains. Bonus points for any foreign money.
  • Participating in creepypasta and/or perpetuating harmless online rumors and conspiracy memes, #tedcruzzodiac style. Also starting chain mail full of false facts and threats of a ghost murdering them if they don’t forward it to 10 people.
  • Raising a Hand to Hermes when I have a convincing lie that someone believes. (Hey, we all lie, don’t judge.)
  • Learning to spot a red-tailed Hawks and saying a small prayer to Hermes when they cross my path.
  • On a safe and open road, accelerating my car rapidly. Feeling the power of the speed and a small bit of adrenaline. Understanding this small burst of speed is nothing compared to the power in the divine speed of Hermes.  
EXO’s Reaction to you falling asleep while talking to them



*Adores your sleepy face. Your eyes struggled to keep themselves open and you were squishing your face into his chest, how could he not love that? He’d wrap his arms around you and pull you closer.*

“She looks so soft…so cute..”

Originally posted by enroutetoseoul


*Very smiley. He can’t contain it. You sleep in the exact position as he does, all curled up and hugging him. He’d hug you so tight that you might end up waking up.*

“Your sleepy face is just…so so so huggable..”

Originally posted by chanyoool


*He was talking to you about anything and everything. The way he writes lyrics, how he comes up with them and how thinking of you always gives him inspiration. But when he turned over, you were sleeping with your head on his collarbone.*

“My sweet princess..Can she get any more precious.”

Originally posted by fvck-kai


*You asked him to sing for you so he did. One arm wrapped around you as you laid your head on him. When he heard you quietly snoring, he carefully pulled out his phone. Quickly, he snapped a photo of him next to you and set it down before kissing your forehead.*

“Set as my wallpaper. Goodnight, cutie pie.”

Originally posted by luedeer


*Tells you about how his day went, what he did and how he was writing lyrics with Yixing. When he looked over, you were asleep, your cheer was squish-able as you rested them against his shoulder. He took the opportunity to snap more than five photos before laughing at how cute they are.*

Originally posted by dayafterdae


*You two were on the couch. Your head on his shoulder as he was gently strumming his guitar. He was softly singing a song to you and before he knew it, you were out on his shoulder, sleeping. He smiled as he continued strumming until he, too, fell asleep.*

“…we can sleep on the couch tonight..”

Originally posted by porkdo-bi


*He doesn’t really do cuddling but you were exception. You two were just on the bed, staring at the ceiling and talking about how you two felt and stuff like that before your eyes were slowly closing. He looked over and smiled before pulling you close enough to spoon.*

“So cute..U////U..”

Originally posted by kaisoh


*Big cuddler. He was fiddling with your hands and found out you were asleep and smiled. His entire body would cover yours when he cuddled you and it was the greatest thing ever. Both of you felt warm in the embrace of each other.*

“Is it possible for you to look so cute while sleeping?”

Originally posted by fy-kimkai


*Slightly offended that you fell asleep on him. He was telling you two about this new recipe he wanted to try with you but you fell asleep half way. He felt offended for a few seconds before seeing your adorable sleeping face. He wouldn’t admit it but he loves it. He might even stare at you for a few more minutes before pulling you closer.*

“I should be mad at you but you’re just too damn adorable to be mad at.”

Originally posted by wooyoung


I hope this was cute! ♥♥♥


a very biased christmas

summary: it’s the biggest christmas party of the season, you’re dared to be blindfolded and kissed under the mistletoe with the mission of finding the culprit, only, you have way too many suspects. (also known as my very elaborate christmas gift for @seoulscapes)

relationship: shin hoseok x jeon jungkook x mark tuan x jung hoseok x lee jooheon x im jaebum x choi seungcheol x hansol vernon chwe x jennie kim x reader x oh my god melanie why do you have so many biases

words: 5,204

warnings: lots of boys… and a girl

Originally posted by the-rain-falls-on-her-skin

a/n: i did write this as a gift to the lovely @seoulscapes but I left it a bit ambiguous and didn’t use names so you can freely read it and insert yourself if you like!!

Your fingers just grace the doorbell before the door to the house is suddenly yanked open, you coming face to face with the host of the Christmas party you had been debating on going to for the last two weeks. When you had received the very glittery (no, really, you still had red and green glitter in your purse there was so much) invitation to Seungcheol’s first Christmas party, you had been extremely skeptical. He had promised he was inviting everybody, and anyone that he had come in contact with within the last twenty-one years would probably be here tonight, so you hadn’t been totally convinced you wanted to go. I mean, you had had your fair share of Choi Seungcheol parties in the past. Just because it was his first Christmas party meant nothing. 

It’d only help you tonight if you could get through a crowd of crushes and would be lovers without a mess.

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The Intern - Epilogue

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine 

Pairing: You x Jungkook

Summary: You join a group of foreigners apart of an internship with BigHit entertainment that will lead to a possibility of a full-time job. Nothing goes as expected when everyone makes you the enemy and you unexpectedly befriend Jungkook.

Genre: Angst & Fluff

Word Count: 3922

Warnings: mild amount of swearing.

Author’s Note: Hooray! There’s an epilogue!

You heard a few weeks later that Sophia was the one who got the big internship. You were so happy for her and were ecstatic that above everything else, she was the one who got it. Sophia deserved it the most. She emailed you excitedly but also expressed how it was a little weird when she had to interact with BTS. Sophia explained that although no one said anything, they all knew that she was your roommate and that made things a little odd. She also let you know that she rarely saw Jungkook. He always avoided her. Sophia said that she figured that he was still hurt by you having to leave and seeing her only reminded him of you. That was painful to read. You still couldn’t find a way to get over him. You couldn’t help but feel bitter that Jungkook could easily avoid thinking about you, but you still had to see news about BTS everywhere. It was inescapable.

It was a week after you left that it was announced that Jungkook’s foot had healed and that he would he would continue activites. It was month after you left that BTS announced a comeback. A month later the album was released and beside your better judgement, you decided to listen.

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Theatrics -- Tim Drake x Reader

I love Hamilton, so I had a blast writing this! Just a quick disclaimer: I do not own Hamilton other than in CD/mp3 format. Enjoy my lovelies!

The request for this prompt can be found here.

Word Count: 787

You loved Tim, you really did, but sometimes he could get a little carried away.

The life of a crime fighter easily led to some bad habits. Perpetually tired and caffeine addicted were two such traits Tim had developed over his career. His obsessive urges to finish a case as quickly as possible was another such habit. You could recall countless times your boyfriend had showed up late or flat out canceled dates just to spend more time on his caseload. When you two had finally moved in together, you’d hoped he would make more time for you. You admitted he made more of an effort now, but some things never change.

You huffed in annoyance at the sight of Tim hunched over his laptop sitting on your couch. His blue eyes scanned the screen rapidly, soaking up all the information he could. He had been like that for the past three hours. You could feel yourself losing what little patience you had left for the man you were madly in love with. Idly you wondered if this is what the girls who dated Bruce felt like when he ditched them to go be the fearsome Dark Knight.

Stepping out of the kitchen, you walked over the engrossed vigilante. Your iPod was playing softly as you passed by it. You two shared a mutual love for music and musicals so it was rare for songs not to fill the air of the apartment. Currently, you had the soundtrack to Hamilton playing. You knew every word to every song as did Tim. Spontaneously singing and dancing to the tracks were a regular occurrence, which gave you an idea.

After checking to see what song was coming on next, a devious smirk came to your face. You reached over and turned the volume up. The change caught Tim’s attention and made him look over to where you were standing. He cocked his head in confusion until the opening chords of “Say No To This” began playing. A smirk of his own crossed his lips. Placing his laptop on the coffee table, the dark-haired male sauntered over to loom over you.

“There’s nothing like summer in the city.” You sang trying to match Leslie Odom Jr’s pitch. You failed miserably, but it did get the intended laugh from your boyfriend. “Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty. There’s trouble in the air and you can smell it. And Alexander’s all by himself. I’ll let him tell it.”

You gave Tim a challenging look. Not one to pass up a challenge, he smirked in acceptance. Placing the back of his hand against his forehead, he slightly leaned back and dramatically began to sing.

“I hadn’t slept in a week. I was weak, I was awake. You never seen a bastard orphan more in need of a break. Longing for Angelica, missing my wife.” He held out his hand toward you as he sang the next line. “That’s when Miss Maria Reynolds walked into my life, she said.”

You took the small step forward to minimize the space between the two of you. Placing your hand gently against his toned chest, you fluttered your eyelashes attempting to look innocent.

“I know you are a man of honor. I’m so sorry to bother you at home, but I don’t know where to go, and I came here all alone…”

As the two of you continued to sing along, your antics became more and more overly exaggerated. Neither of you were taking the lyrics seriously and by the time you reached the chorus, both of you were laughing loudly. AT some point, Tim had attempted to twirl you around and made you lose your balance. You squealed in alarm wrapping your arms around Tim’s neck. The two of you ended up in a heap on the floor still laughing. You snuggled closer to the man’s chest and sighed in bliss. He chuckled at your actions, but didn’t pull away.

“What was that all about (Y/N)?”

You smiled at him playfully. “You needed a break and I needed to spend some time with my boyfriend.”

“I have been neglecting you lately, huh?” Tim looked guilty at his words. He leaned forward a placed a soft kiss to your lips. “Let me make it up to you.”

“If it doesn’t involve food in some way, I’m not interested.”

“It amazes me how you’re not fat from how much I see you eat.”

You cried out in mock anger. Swatting his chest half-heartedly, you pouted at him. “Meanie…”

“I’ll order us a pizza once we get through this soundtrack, then we’ll eat and binge watch something on Netflix. Sound good to you?”

“Sounds perfect.”

~Mod Nerd Bird

A’ight here’s a long ass scenario that turned out a little too angsty than I imagined. Changed a bit of the Solo lyrics to fit with the plot and I’m sorry it might be lacking a little here and there cos yes I finally plucked up the courage to get my wisdom tooth extracted after bearing with the ache for a full month and now I’m just a loser stuck in bed surviving on painkillers and not thinking straight haha so I might be a bit unproductive these couple of days but I’ll do what I can ^^

“So…like a love song?”

“Yeah, I was thinking of doing one for a change,” He explained and you nodded, narrowing your brows in understanding as you listened to the beat that was playing softly in the background.

With all the rapping he’s been doing for Show Me The Money and his recent Worldwide album, he had to admit that despite the large improvements made, he definitely missed playing around with chords and melodies in all the singing he hasn’t done in such a long time and being a huge fan of collaborations as always, he thought it would be interesting to do a duet for the first time. Now the challenging part was finding a partner and it took him a while to find someone with smooth R&B vocals that would complement his but with some help from his labelmates, Loco had recommended you to him which landed you beside him in his studio discussing different concepts and ideas.

Being the musical genius he is, it didn’t take him long to come up with a melody that you both liked and very soon he was already scribbling some lyrics on a blank sheet of paper while all you had were short phrases here and there far from forming a coherent sentence.

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Bts reaction to their idol s/o writing a song about them.


How Would BTS react if their s/o (also an Idol) writes a Song about them (everyone knows that it is about them) and their s/o would perform this Song live at an award Show?


Originally posted by minseokked

“This song goes to my amazing boyfriend Jin” you say into the microphone during one of your comeback stages. Th lights dim and he watches as a spotlight falls onto you and your eyes scan around until they meet with his. A smile falls on your face as the first few beats of the song play through the speakers. He stares up at you with hearts for eyes and you radiate elegance as you stand up straight the dress flowing down your body. The light emphasising all your curves which Jin loves. He has never seen you more beautiful and his heart was dying watching you sing a song for him.


Originally posted by mn-yg

He picked up the notebook that you left in his studio after sitting with him and writing knew songs for your comebacks. He admired how beautiful you looked while writing and always wondered what you were about as you had told him that most lyrics are private that you don’t intend to release. You had left it open on the page which you were writing on and Yoongi couldn’t help but read through. His heart fluttered when he read the small writing in the corner, ‘for Yoongi’. He was drawn to it and read it over and over again.


Originally posted by joonjuly

He came in to surprise you when you were recording a new song with your group. As he entered the studio all the girls shushed him and welcomed him simultaneously. Carefully he came into view and you smiled at the lyrics which were crafted in such a way that no one else would know they’re about him except for you and for him. His smiled as each word triggered a new memory and it was at the moment he felt the most love for you than humanly possible.


Originally posted by aestheticvbts

All the boys had gone to one of your groups shows which mainly idols go to. All the boys sat as close to the stage as possible all quietly chatting about how excited they are to see you perform. Jimin was never for you if anything he sat anxiously staring at the side he knew you would come from. Yet he was shocked to hear your voice echo through the arena. “This song goes out to a very special person. He knows who is” You add with a small giggle before the music had cut in. Suddenly you had walked onto the stage and directly in the middle right in front of the boys. You sang the first verse and all of the boys eye’s had flickered between the two of you watching Jimin giggle and shy away with blush covering his cheeks.


Originally posted by mvssmedia

You were currently working on the dance for your knew song which you had written specifically for Tae. All the girls deep into practising the dance no one realised that your boyfriend had wandered in with food for everyone. Tae listened closely to the song and smiled his box smile as your verse came on and he knew it was about him from the stupid little hidden jokes in there. He had never been more happy in his life.


Originally posted by livelovehoseok

He heard you singing downstairs as you were cleaning your house so he adventured down the stairs with a shirt just getting pulled over his head. He lent against the wall and tried to figure out the song that you were singing and ,as he hadn’t heard it before, realised that this song was one your were working on now. Surprised on how good it sounds he listened into the lyrics and heard something about ‘Hope’ and ‘Angels’ and immediately had a suspicion that the song would be for him but the more he listened in he knew it was for him.


Originally posted by yoohngs

You sat him down wanting this to just be between you and him and tried to concentrate when he looked so confused. You played the music through the speakers you had dotted around your front room and begun singing. His heart was beating so hard in his chest that he lost all ability to talk. When he heard the lyrics his cute little bunny smile would appear as he would shy away at you kind words not before sending you a little kiss.

Sorry about my lack of posts for a while as it has been Christmas so I wish you all a lovely Christmas! also I have been working very hard on the other blog i own with now seven other girls! Most of us have been posting a Scenario every day for 5 days now, all of doing a different group. The scenarios are with Astro, BTS, GOT7, VIXX, MONSTA X, BIGBANG. So please do go check it out.

K-To-The-Pop = Side blog! Also if for some reason you want to talk to me talk to me on there, I’m Admin Kira! Just request and say that it is for Admin Kira and I shall reply :3

-Helmet Girl

anonymous asked:

uf,us,ut sans' overhearing their s/o singing 'fix you' by coldplay with all of their heart


Sounds like a nice song. His taste in music is pretty close to that, so he’s fine with it. They lyrics hit a little too close to him for him, so he tries to focus more on you than the song, & afterwards you can count on him to purposely surprise you with a sidelong comment about how he’d like to hear you sing more often or something as equally cheesy.


S’too sappy for his tastes. He doesn’t tell you to shut up or anything, but he just kinda rolls his eyes at the lyrics, grumbling under his breath about how dumb it sounds. Not you, just the song. Doesn’t stop him from listening to you sing the whole way through, though.


He smiles when he hears you, keeping quiet while you sing. He does little more than listen, taking in the lyrics & your voice. At the end, he just gives you an appreciate whistle & a lazy comment about how nice you sounded.

Christmas with Jin

ITS TIME FOR THE CHRISTMAS SERIES!!!! I personally love Christmas and I’m super excited for this (also my bby’s birthday is coming up !!!!!) Onto the AU of Christmas with Jin

  • This lil prince
  • He lives in warm cozy sweaters and when he’s at home, he’s got on these cute lil pajama pants that probably have a Mario design on it
  • Okay but just picture his shouldeRS in a sweater
  • It’s your first Christmas together as a married couple and he’s even more excited bc Christmas cards!!!
  • You two wrap presents together in the living room and he made you some hot chocolate and it’s just all warm and nice
  • He sticks a bow onto his head and is like “i’m your present this year congratulations”
  • You two make cookies every year and all of the boys are literally calling you up every day during December like “are they ready yet???”
  • Honestly though baking with Jin would be so much fun
  • He seems to really enjoy cooking and I feel like he’d really love it if you joined him in the kitchen
  • Even if you didn’t/couldn’t cook, he’d still just enjoy having you there
  • He’d be humming along to the Christmas songs playing as he mixed the dough
  • Okay but just picture his beautiful voice singing along bc that is my aesthetic
  • He’d probably have an apron on (bonus, it’s an apron you bought him last Christmas)
  • You just sit on the counter and snack on the chocolate chips he gave you while he rolls out the cookies
  • He gets all these cute cookie cutters and is just so excited bc “jagi look how cute it is, its a lil tree!! the boys will love this”
  • You don’t have the heart to tell him the boys won’t care what shape it’s in, they just want their cookies
  • He lets you be the taste tester and of course the cookies are just amazing bc this is Jin
  • He l o v e s decorating the tree
  • He’s definitely the one to put the star on top of the tree
  • He buys you two a cute lil ornament that says “just married” and hangs it right in the middle
  • He doesn’t wake you up by screaming that it’s Christmas but instead lets you sleep in a bit (bc “sleep is one of your presents”)
  • He makes you breakfast and it just has all of your favorites and he even went to the liberty of putting a lil flower on your tray just to be cute
  • You two take your time getting out of bed after that, like you just eat and laze around and watch part of a Christmas movie together
  • Jin’s the type to propose on Christmas tbh and that’s what he did three years ago
  • He took you out on a walk on Christmas and like snow was still falling and it covered the ground all around you
  • You can feel his hand shaking in yours but you assume it’s from the cold so you just keep rubbing his arm and asking if he wants to head home but he’s like nah nah let’s keep going (you don’t know that his hand is only shaking bc he’s a nervous lil bean)
  • You two are just walking along and then you see the boys standing there and Yoon just starts playing music off of his phone and it’s your song with Jin
  • You just look at Jin like ???? but he starts singing the lyrics and his hand is no longer shaking in yours and he’s just got this wide smile on his face
  • You’re just melting bc your lil boyfriend of three years is serenading you this is so cute
  • He gets through the first chorus and then he just pulls out a lil box and kneels down
  • He’d probably written and prepared this entire speech for you about all the ways he loved you and cared for you but all he could get out was “you mean more to me than you’ll ever know and I want to spend the rest of my life making you feel loved and happy and beautiful so will you marry me??”
  • Three Christmases later, you two are married and every Christmas he plays your song and you two dance around to it and he’s just got his arms around you and it’s all slow and cute
  • Christmas with Jin is just really happy and cute and warm bc Jin himself is happy and cute and warm:)
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(this is going to be long, not in order, and bittersweet)

- namjoon was soo enthusiastic like he was pulling weird faces and dancing his heart out especially during hip hop lover and he looked so happy when he held the mic out to the audience  and we completed his raps 

- all of their english improved but yoongi was being rly cute about it and jimin said the word aspect i dont know wh y i remember that so clearly

- at one point jhope said something like “its really hot in here” and they all took off their jackets it was an experience

- jungkook was smiling and giggling the entire time during the talk breaks especially after he talked and even during performances he is so cute and tall

- hobi killed every single rap sdjkha and he sprayed the crowd with his water bottle and threw it into the crowd what a blessing 

- jimin was flirting soo much with the front row

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Band Tees and Whiskey pt 5

(gif credit to the creator)

Master List

Prompt: Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but where did you get that limited edition [band name] t-shirt, I have been looking for it forever, I will buy it off you, name your price. Dinner? OKAY, wait, what?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,060

Warnings: none??

Song: Let It Enfold You - Senses Fail 

A/N: I’m so glad you guys are loving this! and at the request of @driverpicksthemuusic @roadhouse-respite & @raeganr99 here’s part 5! I want you to keep in mind that not all songs will be by Senses Fail. Feedback is cool :)

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