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Late-Night Drives & Mixtapes
Rodrick Heffley x Fem!Reader | Fluff | 1.2K words
The low rumble of Rodrick’s van was the only sound in the stillness of the night. The neon glow from passing streetlights cast fleeting shadows over his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the way his fingers tapped restlessly against the steering wheel. You sat beside him, your legs tucked under you, basking in the comfortable silence that only came with being around him.
It was past midnight, and the world felt softer, slower, as Rodrick drove with no real destination in mind. The cool night air seeped through the cracked windows, carrying the scent of asphalt and pine. Your town always felt different at night—quieter, almost like it belonged to just the two of you.
Rodrick exhaled through his nose, tapping the dashboard with his palm. “Alright, Y/N, serious question,” he said, his voice scratchy from a mix of exhaustion and whatever energy drink he’d chugged before picking you up. “If you had to listen to only one band for the rest of your life—like, no skips, no variety—who would it be?”
You hummed, pretending to give it deep thought. “Löded Diper, obviously.”
Rodrick groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “That doesn’t count. You’re just saying that ‘cause you feel bad for us.”
“Maybe.” You grinned. “But also, I like your music, okay? So sue me.”
He side-eyed you, lips twitching like he wanted to argue, but he didn’t. Instead, he flicked on the stereo, and the van filled with the opening chords of a song you didn’t recognize.
“What’s this?” you asked, shifting in your seat as the steady drumbeat kicked in.
Rodrick shrugged, gripping the wheel tighter. “Just a mix. You’ll like it.”
You didn’t miss the way his knuckles flexed, how his knee bounced as if he was waiting for you to say something. His usual cocky attitude was nowhere to be found—just nerves, poorly hidden under the dim glow of the dashboard.
You leaned closer, letting the song wash over you. It was a mix of classic rock and some heavier alternative stuff, but then, a song that was unmistakably different played through the speakers—something softer, melodic, almost sweet.
You turned your head slowly. “Rodrick… did you make this?”
He snorted. “What? A playlist? Yeah, Y/N, that’s not exactly rocket science.”
“No, I mean… for me?”
Rodrick drummed his fingers against the wheel, gaze fixed on the road ahead. “I dunno,” he muttered. “Maybe.”
A warmth spread through your chest, something soft and fluttery. You had known Rodrick for years, and despite his general ‘I don’t care’ attitude, there were always these moments where he’d surprise you—where he’d let that tough exterior slip just enough to show the messy, endearing boy underneath.
“Rodrick,” you pressed, smiling despite yourself. “Did you just make me a mixtape?”
“I didn’t put it on a tape, did I?” He groaned, but you saw the tips of his ears go pink. “Just—ugh, don’t make it weird, okay?”
You let out a small laugh, watching as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He was so bad at this—at being soft, at admitting when he did something thoughtful—but that just made it all the more endearing.
“I love it,” you said simply, because you did.
Rodrick peeked at you, and the tension in his shoulders eased, just a little. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
For a moment, there was nothing but the hum of the engine and the music filling the space between you. The city lights faded as Rodrick turned onto an empty backroad, the kind lined with trees where the only illumination came from the headlights slicing through the dark.
He ran a hand through his already-messy hair. “Alright, your turn. One band for life—not Löded Diper.”
You tapped your chin dramatically. “Hmm… Nickelback.”
Rodrick gasped, swerving the van slightly. “Take that back.”
You cackled, throwing your head back. “Make me.”
Rodrick shot you a glare, but there was no real heat behind it. “You’re lucky I don’t pull over and leave your ass on the side of the road.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” you challenged, poking his arm. “You’d miss me too much.”
Rodrick rolled his eyes. “Whatever.” But his grip on the wheel tightened, and there was something softer in the way he glanced at you, in the way his lips parted like he wanted to say something else but couldn’t quite figure out how.
The mixtape—his mixtape for you—kept playing, the tracks bleeding into each other, each one carefully picked by him. It was so painfully obvious now, what this was. He hadn’t just thrown together a bunch of songs he liked.
He’d picked songs with meaning. Songs that told you things he didn’t know how to say.
The van rolled to a stop at the edge of a hill that overlooked the town. It was a spot the two of you had come to before, but tonight, it felt different. The lights below twinkled like tiny stars, and for the first time in a while, everything felt… easy.
Rodrick leaned back in his seat, stretching his arms before resting one over the back of yours. He was pretending to be casual about it, but you could feel the warmth of his fingers, just barely brushing your shoulder.
“You wanna know something?” he asked suddenly.
You turned to him, resting your cheek against the seat. “Always.”
Rodrick licked his lips, drumming his fingers absentmindedly against the dashboard. “I, uh… I don’t really do this. Like, the whole, y’know…” He waved a hand vaguely. “Feelings thing.”
“I never would’ve guessed,” you teased.
He shot you a look. “I’m being serious.”
“I know,” you said, a little softer this time. “Go on.”
Rodrick exhaled sharply, like he was bracing himself. “I just—look, I like having you around, okay?” He squirmed, like the words physically pained him. “And not in, like, a ‘you’re cool to hang out with’ way, but in a ‘shit, I think about you all the time and it’s annoying’ way.”
Your heart stuttered, heat creeping up your neck. “Rodrick—”
“Wait, I’m not done,” he interrupted, squeezing his eyes shut for a second before forcing himself to look at you. “I made the dumb mixtape because every time I hear a song I like, I wonder if you’d like it. And I wanna know what you think about it, and—ugh, this is so lame.”
You laughed, but it wasn’t mocking—it was light, breathless, because God, he was a mess, and it was adorable.
“Rodrick.” You reached over, slipping your fingers through his. His breath hitched, and he tensed, but he didn’t pull away.
“…Yeah?”
You squeezed his hand. “I think about you all the time, too.”
Rodrick blinked. “Wait, seriously?”
You grinned. “Yeah, idiot.”
For a second, all he did was stare at you like he couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing. Then, with a sudden burst of confidence, he leaned in.
The kiss was quick—just a hesitant brush of lips, warm and a little clumsy—but it made your stomach flip all the same. When he pulled back, his cheeks were red, and he was trying so hard to act cool about it.
“Well,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “That wasn’t terrible.”
You rolled your eyes and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him back in.
This time, he kissed you properly.
And if the mixtape continued playing softly in the background, with lyrics about love and late-night drives and stupid teenage feelings—well, neither of you were complaining.
Shout out to the selfshippers/Yumeshippers who has an F/O that they keep in private.
Whether it's for personal reasons, crappy experiences or just because you just don't want to.
Just because you don't talk about them in public or post doesn't make the love any less valid. Maybe you just wanna express that love personally alone.
You just wanted to keep it to yourself and that's special as well ♡
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Your f/o would take such good care of you !! While being careful about not being infected themselves, obviously !!
They would completely understand if you are too tired to go out of the house, and will make sure you are properly tucked into bed, and that your head is placed correctly on your pillow.
They would bring you your favourite warm meal, soup, broth, a hot cup of tea...
They would check on your temperature regularly, making a soft frown of worry as they read the numbers on the thermometer, their hand gentle and oh so soothingly fresh on your overheating forehead.
They would make sure you take the needed medication and have enough tissues, prepare a steam inhalation for you, and would gently remind you to put a mask on if you do have to go out.
They would make sure the house is correctly ventilated, and they would help you clean yourself a bit if you don't have much energy, as well as change your clothes and bedsheets regularly and especially once you're healed.
Because they hate most of all to see you sick, and they do everything they can to make sure you're as healthy as possible.
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another year, another v day art
❤️Selfship Moodboard Ask Game❤️
Reblog so that people can send you an emoji for you to make a themed moodboard for your selfship(s)! For the you + your f/o questions, you can make two separate moodboards or blend them into one!
👒- make a moodboard of you and your f/o's fashion sense! what do you like to wear? what clothing items do you associate with them? do you both tend towards the same colours and styles or are you radically different?
🦔- if you and your f/o were animals, what animals would you be?
🌎- where do you live with your f/o? what are your favourite parts of the city? or are you always on the move? what's the cultural feel of your neighborhood?
🛋️- do you share a house with your f/o? what does your shared space look like, if so? if you live in different places, what do those spaces look like? do your decorating preferences overlap or diverge?
🍼- any fankids for your selfship? what does parenthood look like with your f/o, if so?
🎼- what music reminds you of you and your f/o, together or separate? (you could use album covers, artist photoshoots, lyrics, or screenshots of music videos!)
🛐- do either you or your f/o identify as religious or spiritual? what sorts of worship do you engage in? do you share your beliefs, or bring different backgrounds and frameworks to the relationship?
💌- make a lovecore moodboard for your selfship! (think valentine's day: hearts, schmaltz, rococo flourishes)
🎈- favourite holiday to celebrate together? what traditions do you associate with that holiday? what decorations are brought out year after year?
🌈- do you and your f/o celebrate pride? make a moodboard based on your flags, if any apply! alternately, make a very colourful moodboard for your relationship! rainbows are for everyone, all year round.
🪢- what are your favourite activities to share? what is your way of relaxing together? do you have hobbies in common?
You can make these in whatever format you'd like, but here's the website I use to make my moodboards! I use the 3x3 grid under '9 grids' but you can make them in whatever shape you'd like. Drag, paste, or upload photos: don't use their photo search, it's riddled with AI.
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small selfship ask game !! who is more ... ?
🩰 — who is more likely to share secrets with the other ?
🦢 — who is more fashion-based ?
🌸 — who is more friendly to strangers when out and about ?
🕊️ — who is more likely to plan ahead with dates and events together ?
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🍨 — who is more soft when in private with the other ?
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Imagine Kissing Under The Mistletoe
Jesse:
You and Jesse would be enjoying yourself at the overwatch Christmas party
The two of you would be talking in the doorway not paying attention to much other then each other, when tracer zip up to you
“Did you know that you’re standing under mistletoe?” You two would look up to see that she was right
Out the corner of your eye you saw a grin creeping up on Jesse’s face before he turned his head to you
“Well darling what do you say to a little ki-”
You cut him off by pulling him by his shirt and smashing your lips into his
He was so shocked that he almost didn’t kiss back but eventually got a hold of his self and returned kiss
Genji:
Genji would quietly be stand off to the side not really talking to anyone but would still be enjoying the party regardless
You eyes lit up when you saw him as you gleefully rushed over to him
He would smile behind his mask when you came to greet him before talking about holidays together
You were in a discussion when Mercy walked by and casually signaled for you to look up to see mistletoe above you two, causing you to blush
Genji was a custom to this tradition but never thought he would experience it for himself
“We do not have to do (Y/N)-“
He tried to protest but you kissed the side of his mask, making him intensely blush but he couldn’t help but to smile after you did that
Junkrat:
Jamison would be standing with Mako, ogling over you as moved around the room greeting people, he had been smitten with you ever since he met you and to see you here not dressed in your gear but instead in formalwear was driving him crazy
You eventually begin to walk over to where they were which caused him to freak out, he started to ask Mako how he looked, Mako didn’t respond knowing that there wasn’t anything nice to say which in turn caused him to yell at him
You carefully approached and tabbed Jamison on the shoulder, he turned around ready to shout at whoever it was until he saw it was you and instantly started to try to compliment you but ended up tripping over his words
But you were kind and litsened to him, as he blather on about nonsense, but as he continued to talk he heard Mako say something to him
“Look up.” He did as told and saw mistletoe, him doing this caused you to look up also and see it. Before you could react he grabbed you and dipped you down as he wildly kissed you, unknowingly making both of your dreams come true that night
Gabriel:
The commander was casually leaning against a wall, taking a break from socializing for a moment, well was trying to until you came up to him started talking to him
he was honestly fine with talking to you even if you annoyed the heck out of him sometimes but as you two were chatting Jack walked over to you laughing
“Hey Reyes, looks like you owe (Y/N) a kiss.” Gabriel didn’t even need to look up to know what was above him, as he started to regret coming here
But you on the other hand were jumping with joy about the idea of kissing him
You eagerly begin to ask how you were to go about this, like should you kiss him or should he kiss you or perhaps a kiss on the cheek if he was uncomfortable with this
The commander just listened as you rambled on, he was debating his options before saying screw it and kissing you, leaving you in a stunned silence for once which caused him to smile
Hanzo:
Hanzo would had preferred not to have come to this event but his brother forced him to come, he mainly stuck to himself not bothering talk to anyone, Well anyone except you
For some odd reason you felt compelled to talk to him, it didn’t make sense to him but he accepted it while secretly enjoying the company
But as you both talked you could see that Hanzo was glaring at something, you glanced over and saw Genji and Tracer pointing and laughing at you
“What is this?” You turned your head back to him and saw him looking up which caused you to do the same only to see mistletoe, you giggled at the site
You begin to explain what it was and it’s purpose but he didn’t seem to grasp it
So you decided to show him instead, you grabbed his hands and gave him light peck on the lips. This made him happy that he came after all
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