look at the gif and listen to the song

“I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment where you know you’re not a sad story. You are alive. And as you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you are listening to that song on that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.”
-Perks Of Being A Wallflower

Where in the hell was it? You knew it had to be in the bedroom somewhere… Harry was terrible at hiding things, so finding the CD of his debut album couldn’t have been that hard. You were wrong. Because here you were, about an hour and a half into the search, and all you had found was a loose button and some change. 

“Come on!” You whispered to yourself after checking the bedside drawers for the tenth time in a row. You had basically turned the entire bedroom upside down trying to find the CD, and at this point, your back was aching and you were ready to sit down and take a break. Of course, you couldn’t really take a break because this was one of those moments where Harry had gone out, so you had the entire house to yourself. “Okay, let’s do this again.” You huffed, arching your back slightly and wincing as it cracked. 

“Looking for your dignity again?” You jolted, hitting your head against the wooden base of the bed when you heard Harry’s voice by the door. 

“Haha, very funny. I’m actually looking for-” Wait. You couldn’t tell Harry you were looking for his CD. You had been begging to hear it for the longest time, and each time Harry would shoot you down and then send you off with a little kiss. After getting rejected for about the hundredth time, you decided to take matters into your own hands: You’d have to find the CD yourself, listen to all the songs while he was gone, and then slip it back into its hiding place. But for now, you obviously couldn’t do anything with Harry back home. “For my… Reading glasses?” You were a terrible liar, but it was worth a shot. 

“You mean the ones on your head?” Harry raised an eyebrow, pointing to the top of your head with a small smile. 

“Oh, there they are!” You scoffed, slapping yourself on your forehead gently. “Silly me! Well, now that I found my glasses, I can go back to reading.” 

“You sure you were only looking for your glasses?” 

“Of course!” 

“Where’s the book?” 

“Downstairs.” 

“I didn’t see anything downstairs.” 

“Then you must need glasses as well.” 

“What book are you reading?” 

“Harry Potter.” 

“Which one?” 

“The… 2nd one.” 

“Ah, the 2nd one. Interesting.” Harry hummed, stalling for a moment before he was suddenly zipping out of the room and back downstairs. You didn’t understand what the rush was until you realized: There was no Harry Potter book downstairs and Harry was about to find that out in a second. 

“I totally just played myself.” You muttered quietly, hearing the thud of Harry’s footsteps as he rushed back upstairs. A sheepish smile embraced your features when Harry popped in once again. 

“There’s no book.” He breathed out, raising a finger and pointing at you accusatorily. “Don’ play games with me, love. What are you really looking for?”

“Ooh, fine! I was looking for your stupid CD, alright? I thought it’d be easy to find it considering how shitty you are at hiding things.” For your birthday last year, Harry hid your present underneath his pillow. Under his pillow.  

“I already said you were gonna have to wait until May 12th jus’ like everyone else!” Harry grinned at your pouty expression. Usually, that face only came out when you really, really wanted something. 

“Harry, please!” You whined, flopping down on the bed and grabbing one of the pillows to hug. 

“It’s not happening! I love you, but it’s not happening. Nice try, though!” Harry said through giggles, walking over to look down at you. “You know what’s funny?” 

“What?” 

“I was going to let you listen to Kiwi because I love you tha’ much, but you called my CD stupid and my hiding skills shitty. So I change my mind.” 

You really did play yourself. 

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WHO WATCHED THE LIVESTREAM WE CAN FREAK OUT TOGETHER INBOX ME YALL 

• Jonathan taking pictures of you at random times.

• Modeling for his pictures every once in awhile or whenever you feel cutest

• You would have dinners often with Joyce and Will that’s always full of laughter and funny stories

• Jonathan would make countless mixtapes for you with new songs he thinks you’d like

• Screaming the lyrics to his favorite songs in his room or in the car or anywhere else

• Will trying to teach you how to play Dungeons and Dragons but you not understanding at all

• “Studying” that usually end up with make out sessions and cuddles

• Cute little cheek forehead kisses

•Looking through Jonathan’s baby pictures with Joyce!!

• Jonathan always listening to you if you’re having a hard time and being the best shoulder to cry on

For some of us, the holiday season can be a hard one. That sucks, so we made something for all of us. It starts today, December 1, and it’s called 31 Days of Self-Care. It’s a list of purposeful, daily activities meant to pick yourself up, calm yourself down, and often a little bit of both. You can participate every day, some days, one day, whatever feels right. We’ll be posting daily prompts as well as reblogging some of our favorites we find in the #postitforward and #31daysofselfcare tag, so be sure to tag your posts! See the full list of prompts below.

Day…

  1. Question! What’s your happy place? Reply here or illustrate it.
  2. Post a link to a song that makes you feel happy. Send it to another Tumblr.
  3. Share something on your Tumblr for someone who might be going through a tough time. It can be anything: a photo, a GIF, or advice.
  4. Look at this cute GIF by My Whispered Colors (@mywhisperedcolors). When you’re done, look at it again. Then pass it on.
  5. Color in this square made by Tumblr Creatr Josh LaFayette (@joshlafayette).
  6. What does your dream world look like? Draw it, animate it, or just tell us about it.  
  7. Create an emoji spell for self-care, happiness, positivity, or all three!
  8. Make a list of three (or more!) things you like about yourself.
  9. Write a Tumblr chat post where you cheer yourself up after a bad day.
  10. Color! Here’s a square from Tumblr Creatr Geo Law (@getaloadageo). If you’d like, submit it to the Mental Health Quilt (@mentalhealthquilt) when you’re done.
  11. Question! What’s your favorite self-care activity? Reply here or illustrate it.
  12. 2016 was a rough year. Make a list of good things that happened.
  13. Cheer someone up today. What are some things you can do to make a friend in need feel better?
  14. Make a list of everything you do for self-care.
  15. Tag a Tumblr friend in a post and make a list of things you like about them.
  16. All of a sudden—a Dementor appears! You are about to cast a Patronus Charm. What would your favorite positive memory be?
  17. Make a list of everything you’re proud of accomplishing this year.
  18. Share a playlist of songs you can listen to if you need cheering up.  
  19. Spend 10 minutes looking through your Tumblr dashboard today. Send something cool to a Tumblr.
  20. Eat your favorite food today. Wait, post a picture of it first.
  21. Make a 2017 to-do list of positive things for yourself.
  22. Illustrate one nice thing you’ll do for yourself today.
  23. Make a list of things you can do for yourself when you’re feeling down.
  24. Color! Here’s a square made by Tumblr Creatr Brian Butler (@showdrawn). Make some magic with it.
  25. Tumblr-grams! Send this positive post by Thoka Maer (@thokamaer) to a friend on Tumblr.
  26. Take a silly/happy/crazy GIF of yourself with the Tumblr GIF maker.
  27. Post a video that makes you happy. Send it to a Tumblr friend.
  28. Make a list of five positive affirmations to live by.
  29. Draw something that makes you happy! Anything you want: a plant, a tree, a food, a person, a cat.
  30. Today is a mental day off. Remember to drink enough water and get enough sleep tonight.  
  31. It’s NYE! Make a list of things you’re looking forward to in the new year.

CREDIT to the gif maker of this gif and to the inspiration behind this imagine

“See you later Ned.” I said, waving goodbye to him.

“Good luck on your gift Romeo!” he shouted. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, a small smile forming. I gripped into the strap of my backpack and headed down the street, bumping into someone.

“I’m so sorry!” I exclaimed.

“I didn’t know we were both so clumsy Parker.” a familiar giggle announced. I looked up and saw Y/N.

“There’s a lot of stuff we have in common.” I blurted. She cocked an eyebrow and smiled. My heart did a flip and I swallowed.

“I know we weren’t suppose to give our gifts already but…” she said, reaching into her backpack. She pulled out a small box and handed me a bag.

“Oh Y/N..” I said, handing them back.

“Nah uh. I couldn’t wait. Are you going to open it?” she asked, her eyes sparkling. I smiled and nodded, giving her the box to hold. I opened the bag and smiled.

I pulled out two shirts and a canvas drawing with all three of us: Me, Ned and Y/N. I touched the canvas, feeling the dry paint and outlining the features of us.

“Y/N…this is amazing. How long did this take?” I asked, looking up at her. She blushed slightly and laughed.

“Almost two weeks. But it wasn’t difficult. Besides the time I ran out of paint and nearly stained half my clothes.”

She handed me the box, taking the other stuff and I hesitated. She looked at me in confusion, and I smiled, pulling the bow string. Inside were some new headphones and a new disc for my computer.

“No way! How did you get this?” I exclaimed, marveling at the disc.

“You know my uncle runs a computer shop down in Brooklyn. I did some work for him and he gave me this.” she smiled. I picked her up , twirling her around in a hug and she squealed. I set her down and held onto her, staring into her eyes.

“You’re amazing you know that?”

She blushed and nodded.

“I know I am. You better get home before May kicks your butt.” she giggled, grabbing her bag and waving goodbye.

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“MAY! I need your help!” I shouted as soon as I opened our door. I heard clattering and walked to the noise which was in the kitchen

“Jesus Peter! You scared me.” she gasped, clutching her chest and a mess of noodles on the floor. I pouted.

“Sorry May.. I-I just have some girl troubles.” I sighed, helping her clean up. She dropped what she had in her hands and grabbed mine, bringing us both up.

“Girl problems?? Screw dinner let’s get some Thai food.” she said excitedly.

We got down and immediately she tried hounding me into telling her. She even used larb puns which, in my opinion, weren’t half bad.

“So what’s wrong Peter?” she asked, giving up on her larb jokes.

“You know how Ned, Y/N, and I are having our 3 year friendship anniversary tomorrow? I still haven’t made a gift for Y/N and I don’t know how to start.” I sighed. May nodded, cocking an eyebrow.

“What did you have in mind?” she asked.

“I wanted to do something with music since she loves it. I was thinking a CD or an old cassette tape.” I explained. She nodded and took out a small notepad and pen from her bag. She began scribbling down on it.

“Songs she likes or songs that are her?” she asked.

“I wanted to do some on the music she likes. And some on what I think of her.” I swallowed. May smiled.

“You like her Peter. I can tell by the way you look at her whenever she comes by to study.”

“I do not.” I argued, my cheeks burning.

“Okay. Maybe you don’t like her. You might larb her.” she smirked. I rolled my eyes but smiled.

“Okay… Maybe I like her, but that’s beside the point May.” I huffed.

“Well tell me what you like or notice about her. It might help me with the songs.” she said. I nodded and started listing off the things I liked about Y/N.

“I like the simple things she does. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear only to have it fall back into her face…. The way she bites the inside of her cheek or her lip when she’s nervous… The way her eyebrows furrow when she’s concentrating creating-”

“A crease?” May interrupted. I nodded and she smiled, taking notes.

“The way her glasses fall or when a loose hair falls into her face and she blows it away, only for more to come back, making her frustrated. Also the way her eyes light up whenever she gets excited. And her smile…” I sighed.

“Okay calm down Peter. I didn’t ask for the Bible.” May chuckled. I blushed and nodded. May wrote down something else, biting the end of the pen as she thought.

After a while, she handed me what she wrote and smiled proudly. I looked down and saw a list of songs.

“How did you..” I trailed off, seeing some songs Y/N liked. May shrugged.

“What can I say…. I hear her playing her music whenever she comes by. And I may have some more recommendations due to the things you said. But don’t ask for Ned. He’s a wild one.” May winked.

“Yeah… Yeah yeah yeah. Of course.” I said. We headed home and May taught me how to put songs onto a tape while I made another on a CD. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Ned you’re amazing!” Y/N cried as she held into her book. She hugged Ned and he laughed, patting her arm.

“I knew you were missing the second series and my mom’s friend was having a sale. I saw these and knew it was fate.” he chuckled as Y/N let him go.

“Last but not least is Peter.” Y/N smiled. I nodded and handed Ned his present, where he instantly ripped it open.

“Aw sick man!” he said, high-fiving me and showing it off to us. I smiled.

I had given him a new Star Wars Lego Set. The exclusive Yoda one, the one he’s been trying to get his hands on for a while now.

“How did you snag this​?!” he said, disregarding his other gifts. I shrugged.

“Mr. Stark helped me out.” I replied. Ned faked a sob and we all laughed and I felt my stomach tighten as Y/N smiled at me, her doe eyes filled with love. I swallowed and handed her the gift. She opened it slowly and covered her mouth.

“Did Mr. Stark help you with this too?” she asked, pulling out new paint brushes, two different sized sketchbooks and a small book, filled with coupons to the craft store she loved. I blushed.

“He insisted on helping with this but the next one, May helped.” I said, as she took out the smaller box. She opened it and saw my CD and underneath, the cassette tape. She touched her heart and hugged me.

“This is too sweet Peter.” she said. I chuckled and patted her back.

“It was nothing really.” I said. She let me go and flipped through the coupon book as Ned pulled me aside.

“Where are the roses?” she scowled.

“Roses?”

“I thought you were going to confess to her?” he asked. I bit my lip.

“Not yet.. I-I can’t.” I sighed.

“I overheard John and his friends the other day… Flash might ask her out.” Ned said. I stared at him and looked back at Y/N.

“You’re not lying?” I asked. He shook his head and I believed him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I’ll get it May!” I shouted as the doorbell rang. I opened it and Y/N stood there.

“Hey Pete. What did you have to give me?” she asked as I let her in. I rubbed my hands together and sighed.

“It’s up on the balcony.” I said pointing behind me. She followed and I looked at May. She gave me a thumbs up and mouthed , “Go for it.”

We stood there, admiring the sunset. I tried making a move but I didn’t know how and I felt how confused she was because she kept asking if I was okay.

“Y/N… I like you.” I blurted out after a while. She turned to me.

“You do?” she asked. I nodded. She came closer and hugged me, surprising me.

“I figured you did.” she whispered in my chest.

“How?” I asked.

“I was listening to the tape and the first song was ‘Crush’ by David Archuleta.” she giggled, looking up at me.

Dammit May….

“I do like you.” I said looking down at her, my cheeks burning. She bit her lip and looked me in the eyes. She stood on her toes and connected her lips to mine, surprising me again. I kissed her back, wrapping my arms around her.

We stopped once we heard someone yell a “yes!” from inside. We turned to look and saw May dancing around. I groaned and Y/N giggled.

“So… Will you be my girlfriend?” I asked. She shook her head no and I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

“I’ll do you one better. Girlfriend and best friend.” she smiled. I smiled and cupped her cheek, kissing her.

Another yes was yelled from inside, along with a woo hoo. Y/N and I laughed, turning away and watching the rest of the day, turn into night.

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Imagine meeting your son. (Part A)

A/N: Ahhhh, Part 5A! You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, ‘She Said Yes’, ‘Miss Graduate’, ‘Something Blue’, ‘Something New’ - Masterlist; ‘Baby Steps’: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3A/3B/Part 4A/4B/4C/4D)

Chris sat in the bed with his outstretched legs crossed at the ankles and his back pressed against the headboard. It was 6:23AM; he and Dodger were meant to be leaving for their daily run in exactly seven minutes, but he was yet to get out of bed. He was watching you get some much needed sleep after an entire night of tossing and turning- a figurative expression as you were nine months pregnant. You’d been warned that the beginning and the end of a pregnancy were the worst, but nothing could’ve prepared you for the level of discomfort you were in. Braxton Hicks was an absolute bitch that Dr. McCullough repeatedly spoke to the two of you about; she knew you and she didn’t want Chris to make unnecessary trips to the hospital just because you had a contraction. Every time she saw you, she’d remind you that “not all contractions mean the baby is coming.” You tried to keep that in mind, but every time you had a contraction- that was your first thought and you’d start panicking.

It was pretty clear you weren’t mentally ready to go into labor and give birth even though you were sick of being pregnant. You were scared and it was understandable seeing as this was your first baby. How badly was it going to hurt? Were you going to poop on the table? What if there were complications while you were trying for a natural birth and had to have an emergency c-section? How badly was that going to hurt? What if something happened while you were in surgery and you died? What was going to happen to Chris? Then there was your worst fear of something happening to Jack because what were you going to do if you lost your first baby? How were you going to recover from that?

Chris knew how scared and worried you were about it all. Ever since the two of you returned from Sebastian and Ava’s wedding in New York and Emilia forced you to take your maternity leave, you’d only your pregnancy on your mind. That had its pros and cons because while you could prepare yourself for parenthood, you could also let your anxiety chew away at you. From the questions you’d asked yourself and Chris, it was clear it was chewing away pretty quickly. Chris was great though, he remained calm and reassuring. He even said all the right things: “I’m going to be there and I’m going to hold your hand, okay?”, “Nothing bad is going to happen, you are going to have a safe and uncomplicated birth.”, “I won’t lie, it will hurt. But at the end of all that pain, we’re going to have a baby boy and it’s going to be worth it.”, and “I’m still going to think you’re beautiful even if you poop on the table while giving birth.” That he saved for last because he knew it would make you laugh.

“Good morning,” Chris whispered gently, brushing your hair out of your face while you stirred from your restless sleep. You stretched as much as your body would allow, whining when dull aches stabbed at your lower back. “I know, sweetheart.” He sighed, soothingly running his hand up and down your arm. “It’ll be over soon, okay? It’s already the thirteenth and Jack’s supposedly due tomorrow, I’m sure it’s any day now.”

And that was the other reason Chris wasn’t getting ready for his run; he was scared you’d go into labor while he was out, even if it was just for half an hour. As the date got closer, he got more paranoid about leaving you alone. You were playing it cool because you didn’t want him to lose too much of his daily routines, but he knew you. It was kind of a no-brainer, you’ve had panic attacks about less. You would definitely have a panic attack if your water broke while he wasn’t around, even if you were already at the hospital with Dr. McCullough.

“What time is it?” You changed the subject because you didn’t want to think about giving birth right now; your chest tightened at the thought of it. You caught sight of the hands on the clock before Chris could answer you. “Why are you-” You were cut off by a sudden contraction; you adjusted your position and breathed through it like every other one you’d had so far thanks to Braxton Hicks.

“Should I be timing these?”

“No,” you shook your head. “They’re irregular, it’s not- no, they’re just Braxton Hicks contractions. It’s nothing to worry about.” You told him, but you were addressing yourself more. You didn’t want to go into labor yet, you were not ready. Jack was due tomorrow, you’d be ready tomorrow. “Why are you still in bed?” You asked then looked over the edge of your side of the bed; Dodger was no longer sleeping on the floor. “Dodger’s probably downstairs waiting for you.”

“He is,” Chris nodded.

“So go for your run,” you told him.

“I don’t really feel like it today,” he lied.

“I’m not going into labor until tomorrow.”

“No no no,” he corrected you with a chuckle. “You’re not due until tomorrow, but you can go into labor at any time.” You rolled your eyes, forcing yourself to breath as you ignored the uncomfortable feeling your anxiety was leaving in the back of your throat. “It’s not a big deal, we’ll just skip it today. The ground’s wet anyway.”

“Just because I’m due tomorrow doesn’t mean I’ll have the baby tomorrow, you can’t change daily routines to accommodate my pregnancy. And you sure as hell can’t be by my side twenty-four-seven,” you told him and he smirked. “Chris,” you laughed at his ‘wanna bet?’ face. “Go for your run,” you urged and he sighed. “I’m just going back to sleep, nothing exciting is going to happen. Jack knows how much I like things going according to plan,” you rested your hand on your belly. “He won’t be out today.”

“Fine,” he said after a long pause. “My phone will be with me, so you can me if you need anything.” You nodded and he leaned over to kiss your forehead. “I’ll be back in half an hour, forty minutes tops.” You nodded again, yawning as you closed your eyes. “Okay?” You nodded again, snuggling your pillow. “You’ll call if-”

“Oh my God,” your eyes opened and you laughed. “Yes, I’m going to call you if I need anything and you’re going to be back in half an hour, forty minutes tops.” He chuckled, getting out of bed. “Just go, I’m going to be fine. Don’t Geminis hate clingy people?”

“They don’t hate clingy people, they just like personal freedom.” He answered your rhetorical question as he walked over to the dresser to get a change of clothes; you laughed. “You know, if we’re bringing star signs into the conversation- aren’t Virgos secretly attention seeking?”

“I don’t think I’m ever secretive when it comes to wanting attention,” you quipped and it was his turn to laugh. “And I’m also not secretive when it comes to wanting to sleep, so if you’d just go for your run so I can have some peace and quite- that’d be lovely.” He rolled his eyes and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him. “Thank you,” you called.

“You’re welcome,” he sang back, referencing Dwayne Johnson’s song in ‘Moana’ which the two of you watched again yesterday night. You giggled then dozed off, listening as he continued to sing to himself behind the closed door.

Chris brushed his teeth and changed then exited the bathroom, smiling when he saw you’d fallen asleep. He checked on you again before he took his leave, gently kissing your forehead. He then grabbed his phone, EarPods, and arm band, and slid his phone into the case as he made his way downstairs. Dodger was already waiting by the door, looking up at his leash. He allowed Dodger to drink some water before he leashed him in preparation for their run, drinking a glass of water himself. As they were making their way out of the house and towards the road, Dodger abruptly stopped which jerked Chris to a stop too.

“What’s wrong, pal?” Chris asked. Dodger glanced back at the house then yanked his leash out of Chris’ grip, sprinting back in the direction they’d come. Chris ran after him, “Dodger! Dodger, what are you-” Before he could finish his sentence, he remembered that dogs had a sixth sense about things. “Y/N!” He sped up, scrambling his keys from his back pocket. “Move!” He instructed Dodger who had been scratching at the door and fumbled with the lock. “Babe, I’m coming!” He successfully unlocked the door and ran inside. Dodger bolted up the stairs with Chris right on his tail. When they came to the bedroom, you were wide awake and on your feet with tears in your eyes. “Hey,” Chris rushed to your side, taking your hands in his. “What is it?”

“C-Chris, my w-water broke.”

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Part 5B

Negan Gets The Girl

Summary: After Reader and Daryl have been taken from Alexandra, Negan shows no intentions to Y/N. Making you kiss Daryl resulting in Negan flipping out revealing his true feeling for Y/N.

Warnings: Mature audiences, Smut, swearing (it’s Negan there has to be swearing)

Negan x Reader

It had been a while since you had seen Rick and the group and you missed them. Negan had taken you to the sanctuary and you had no idea why. At first, you thought it was to punish Rick and then you thought it was to be his wife, but it wasn’t any of those reasons. You couldn’t help but wonder why you. He could have taken anyone else.

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Gabriel’s Lullaby

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Title: Gabriel’s Lullaby

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 1,072

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much! <3

When you came home from your latest hunt, Gabriel could tell that you hadn’t been sleeping lately.  He wished that the Winchesters would take some initiative and help you sleep.  It was if he was the only one who seemed to be concerned about how much sleep you were getting.  

Gabriel waited until you were walking towards your room to go after you.  He caught up with you, putting his arm around your shoulders.  “Hey [Y/N],” Gabriel greeted with a smile.  “Have a good hunt?  Kill something?”

“I wouldn’t say it was a bad one,” you shrugged, a yawn escaping your lips.  “Can I tell you something and it just stay between us?”

Gabriel followed you into your room, shutting the door behind him.  “You know you can always talk to me cupcake,” Gabriel assured you.  “What’s troubling you?”

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The Heartsong Chamber


in your heart there is a river song

and your spirit feels like warm magic

but in your mind there is an endless war.


so you hide in your chamber

broken and covered in jewels

with guards that should be down. 


and you look to the moon to understand

something you will never really know

when all you have to do is listen. By @jamesreads
Motion by TheGlitch @illusion911

WOOZI

  • okay so woozi is the kid who hates everyone and everything
  • 24/7 glaring at every living creature
  • the only times you actually see him smile is while he is playing music
  • and the best part is that he will deny that he was smiling when he’s confronted about it
  • obviously you love to see him all flustered and red when you tell him he plays realy well
  • so you do it every time you hear him play
  • and this shortie does this cute thing in which he places his sleeve on his red cheek
  • like aegyo-what?
  • this is it and nothing can give you any more joy
  • you are actually friends with woozi
  • and everyone is so surprised like???
  • the kid?? who hates everyone?? actually likes someone??
  • but youre the only one who knows that woozi doesnt particulary HATES everyone
  • he just prefers music over people
  • except you
  • like he will stop everything when he sees you just to talk to you
  • and i might have stated earlier that the only times oyu see him smile is when he plays music
  • but little do you know that his face lights up every time he sees yuo
  • so stop denying it like even a blind person can see it
  • even tho woozi doesnt want to admit it he might maybe have a teeny tiny huge crush on you
  • and woozi being woozi doesnt know how to tell you
  • so he ends up writing a song for you
  • but while he is making it, he accidentally ignores you for days
  • and those days turn into weeks
  • and you start to doubt yourself, thinking you’ve done something that upsetted him
  • like maybe you went too far with telling him he only smiled while making music
  • so one day you go up to the music room
  • and youre preparing to fight if necessary like the kid is unpredictable
  • but when you enter the room you can hear someone singing
  • and youre like “it cant be!!!”
  • so you take a look and yes it can
  • surprise surprise
  • its woozi!!!
  • and he’s like too concentrated to notice you
  • and when you listen better, you can hear him sing something aboUT YOU
  • AND HIS VOICE IS SO AMAZING
  • so obviously you shed a little tear and sniffed
  • woozi turned around sharply and oh shit its you
  • he immediately starts apologizing but before he can go on
  • you HUG HIM AND HE’S SO SOFT LIKE JUST IMAGINE
  • and so you listen to the full song, not really listening and just admiring woozi’s voice and face

Title: You’ve Got A Friend In Me

@laymetorest77 requested: Okay so since Fat Joey had died & there was that little part that Negan was saying his respects over the walkie, I think maybe there was a burial for him. What I’m thinking is the reader was his sister & she’s super upset at the fact that he passed away & she visits his grave every day & one day Negan catches her (he’s never noticed her before) & she’s singing some song they used to sing to each other when they were kids & he’s super stunned at how well she can sing?

Character(s): Negan and Reader
Summary: Negan realizes that Fat Joey has a sister. Little does he know, she’s also got a voice of an angel.
Word Count: 1,610
Author’s Note: I absolutely love writing a softer side to Negan, so thank you so much for requesting this! It’s such an interesting idea that I was super excited to write about it! The song I also chose was a song that my I have always sang with my brothers when we were younger! Thank you again for requesting, and I sure hope this exceeds all expectations! Enjoy! :-)

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