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Yon X Levi
yon x levi
please send me a ship and I will tell you : YOVI EDITION
who’s the cuddler: yon, but she does it in such a subtle way. its like one minute she could be on the other side of the room cursing him out and then she’s under his arm and it’s like woah how she get there.
who makes the bed: id say nobody. because why would they. but levi!! yon would she just forgets ok
who wakes up first: yon, then she stares at levi until he wakes up. then proceeds to either be an ass to him or be the complete opposite, it all depends on the expression he has when he wakes up.
who has the weird taste in music: they both listen to each others music in their shared headphones so neither of them think the others music taste is weird. sometimes yon listens to alvin and the chipmunks but levi is okay with it
who is more protective: levi. yon doesn’t even realize what it means to be ... well, that. its an arm over her shoulder when they’re out and getting looks, or a subtle touch of his fingers to hers when she spaces out. also the back of the neck grab.... important and relevant. however yon has learnt his fear of dogs is genuine so she will pull him away if she spots on in the distance.
who sings in the shower: levi. yon hates it. she bangs on the door until he stops.
who cries during movies: levi. yon calls him a little bitch and tell him to suck it up normally, but if he is really upset by whatever it is she will curl up on him or place an arm on his side and. stare at him. she means well.
who spends the most while out shopping: yon, accidentally. but levi eggs her on to do it so they’re pretty much as bad as each other.
who kisses more roughly: yon. for sure. theyre never really the best but like i said, levi helps her out a little.
who is more dominate: levi
their song: chase the sun by danny avila. captures that exciting energy they weirdly have together now DJSFIOJKFDGGDFLKG
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eatmylove:
❝ … can you translate that ?? ❞ she wasn’t trying to be rude or anything , but with the little knowledge she has about the many different accents and dialects it was kind of hard to understand what he was saying . although she had already hopped off the bike her hands were gripping the handlebars pretty tightly – she’s confused and scared ( although more confused , since she barely understood a word that left him ) and didn’t know what was going on , so it was a way to keep her … not safe , but something close to that . ❝ but the bike is mine ? ❞ she’s assuming that’s what the fuss was all about , tilting head as brows furrowed in his direction . ❝ i - it even has a sticker , look !!! ❞ her voice beamed , small simper present on features as she pointed to where the sticker was supposed to be , but as she eyed the spot herself her semblance shifted to a look of pure confusion . that’s weird … so this was not her bike ? oopsie ! ❝ uhm … i’m sorry ! ❞ her words were rushed as she let go of the handles , bowing repeatledly in his direction as part of her apology . ❝ our bikes just really look alike and … i’m so sorry !!! ❞
colt eye’s roll as she asks that question, it’s common his accent receives a bewildered response & it doesn’t get any less annoying each time it happens. having already been irritated before their conversation, this only added fuel to the fire & his brows furrowed, expression turning to a scowl as he lets her continue. ❛ right. whatever. ❜
he grabs ahold of the handle bars, ensuring her hands were not in his way before he did so. gaze flutters over to the bike that ACTUALLY belonged to them ... they did look ... very similar. for a second his expression softened, maybe she didn’t actually plan to run off with his bike ? even so. she still commented on his accent & even if from her end there wasn’t any malice behind it, his bad mood saw it differently. averting his gaze back to her, he let out a silent chuckle as he began to wheel the bike back out of its little rack.
❛ okay, stop apologising jeez. i get it. just don’t touch my shit again, ‘kay darlin ? understand that ? ❜
punkicks:
Taken by the inevitable feeling of adrenaline rushing through him, he was more than excited to finally be back in the scene after having not attended a battle-of-the-bands-esque event in a while. He was absolutely in his element and even more so with his favourite company, Yon. He noticed the girl’s hesitation and discomfort but was thrown off a bit since he assumed it wouldn’t be much different to her gigs aside from the fact that she was now an audience member rather than the main event.
“ aw c’mon yons, it’s not that different from your gigs, right? ”
He knew Yon wasn’t comfortable with new sudden changes, after having that talk with her about what-if’s it became more apparent to him that he ought to play it more on the safe side with her, though he’d hoped this wouldn’t be too far off from her daily grind so he couldn’t really understand or see any issues with it. Leaving was definitely out of the question for him, he’s been wanting to see this band play for over a week now, but he didn’t like seeing Yon uncomfortable like this either (it left a bitter feeling in his stomach).
He searched through the packed auditorium-like room, getting on his tip toes to check above the crowd since he was slightly disoriented on where exactly they were. As he looked around for the exit, he couldn’t help but smirk to himself at the view, noticing a potential mosh-pit and seeing people falling over themselves so early in the night. Finally catching sight of the exit, he looked back to her and brought up his hand to her shoulder as he gestured to the exit with his head;
“ d’you wanna grab a drink and head out for some fresh air? calm your nerves a little? ”
❛ it is very different, what do you mean ? ❜
she spoke so very quietly that it was barely audible. her glassy eyes finds his own and the excitement in them struck some kind of chord in her, it’s not often he gets that look. it’s one of her favourite levi looks. in fact, seeing him experience any kind of joy was nice for her. she would never admit that to herself, i’m not even sure if she realises this herself ... however. with her stagnant expression, she follows close behind him. choosing to nod in response to his question once his gaze is caught in her own, yon decides to ignore the strange discomfort in her stomach, at least for now.
yon’s nod is now replaced almost immediately by a shake of the head, biting down on her lower lip as a few strands of hair get caught on her lower lip. ❛ no. i’m not nervous. i don’t want to go outside. ❜ spoken as monotone as ever, a little louder than normal as the crowds surrounding them seemed to almost drown her small voice out. a large group to her right began to shout, just as she finished her sentence, it seems she noticed the mosh pit as well. nothing that yon wasn’t used to by now. her eyes flicker back to levi’s, she took a second to read his expression before coming to the conclusion that he definitely wanted either to be a part of that or get a little closer.
with an hand over her shoulder, yon points over to the chaos attempting to ask her comfort boy a question, however shes interrupted by further loud shouting. it continues for just a couple of seconds so with raised brows, she continues.
❛ do you want to go there ? ❜
@punkicks + yon
❛ i don’t like how it smells in here. ❜
theres obvious stress between her eyes, yon’s gaze is a little frantic as she takes in the surrounding visuals, attempting to find some kind of mental steady ground in order to allow some what of a process to kick in. it’s different. too different. yon is not used to it. a small grunt as her stature shifts to something a little smaller, almost like she’s trying to bury herself within her own cardigan. she knew it was a bad idea to attempt something like this, even when levi originally suggested it, she was hesitant. but her comfort boy seemed pretty excited about it, plus yon hasn’t ever been to a gig before. well ... at least not her own. especially not on a saturday night. she was used to spinning her own personal decks on this day, so her schedule was completely rear ended with this change of plans.
her right arm rests upon her left, rubbing the surface gently as she makes eye contact with a stranger to her left. he stunk of smoke. that felt familiar, almost comforting to her. maybe this wasn’t so bad ... no. she was meant to be at her usual spot right now. not this new area. it wasn’t bad, it was horrible
❛ levi, i really do not like how it smells in here. ❜
sierra x levi
please send me a ship and I will tell you : levirra ????? EDITION
who’s the cuddler: sierra. shes a big puppy and loves to constantly be in levi’s lap, she loves to sit facing him?? and have her arms over his shoulders and just sleep there. levis okay with it, but maybe it gets overbearing at times.
who makes the bed: sie normally. which annoys her, obviously levi does it when she asks but the fact she has to ask and its not a joint effort makes her grr.
who wakes up first: sierra? shes an early bird. we know this.
who has the weird taste in music: levi. sierra’s music taste is and always will be god tier.... LANA. no beating it.
who is more protective: sierra would literally eat a man for him, so probably in that sense, sierra. but levi is of course protective as well. sierra is a lot to handle, giving how much energy and how bouncy she is, but im sure he could ground her when she needed it.
who sings in the shower: both of them :’)
who cries during movies: BOTH OF THEM DJFKDGJF
who spends the most while out shopping: sierra, she literally does not have a limit... we know this. she would pamper the shit out of levi with buying him basically anything that he wanted.
who kisses more roughly: levi.
who is more dominate: i cant answer this yejoon is so angry at me
their song: freak by lana
@goddamnfaded + yon
❛ what ? are you talking to me ? i really was not listening. it isn’t that i don’t care what you were saying except that it is. ❜
yon is ... not the best at communicating. she’s trying. most her nonchalant attempts at forming words seem to come together as an offensive attack regardless the context of that conversation. lifeless eyes blink up at the male, waiting for a response. she’s uncertain if she wants to hear what he had to say a second time, but he was quite interesting to look at, so she didn’t mind all that much.
starter call babey!