(not my gif, found it on google can’t find who made it)
anon: Hey I'm so happy to know that you accept requests about Rook cause he needs more love. I love your imagine of Colson teaching the reader guitar. Could you possibly do the same with rook and the reader except with drums. Like maybe she was watching him practice or something and then he teacher her maybe her sitting on his lap? Idk just some really cute stuff.
a/n: thought this was kinda cute but i didnt wanna make it too similar to the colson guitar one so no established relationship
wc: 900+
“Stop staring, you’re being creepy.”
“What?” You asked, sitting up from your slumped position on the couch to face Colson who was next to you.
“You’re staring and it’s creepy. Stop.” He chuckled, not looking up from his phone.
“Am not.” You mumbled.
“Are too. The only reason Rook can’t tell is ‘cause he’s really into it.” Colson said, pointing at the drummer in question.
Rook was going crazy on the drums, in-ears in place and head banging with the beat. You had been watching him for who knows how long, it was so hypnotizing. And also you might have a little crush on him but that didn’t matter at all.
“I wasn’t tryna be creepy, it’s just that-”
“He’s drumming, I know.” Colson rolled his eyes with a smirk on his face. You had been friends since Colson’s first tour and your bias towards drummers didn’t go unnoticed by him. “Go talk to him and stop being creepy.”
“But-”
“Go! If you don’t, I’ll set him up with someone and you can spend the rest of tour being a little bitch.”
You gasped and narrowed your eyes at him. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Watch me.” Colson smiled devilishly, eyes sparkling. “Hey Rook!” Your eyes grew wide at his words. Rook obviously heard nothing, but Colson loved watching you try to figure out what to do. “If you don’t do something, I’m gonna keep calling and you know he’s gonna hear me at some point.”
You looked at Colson and then over at Rook, and then back at Colson and back over at Rook. You rolled your eyes and let out a little sigh. “I fucking hate you.” You groaned as you stood up.
“You love me.” Colson laughed, taking a pillow off the couch and throwing it at your ass as you walked away. “Go get ‘em, tiger!”
You threw your middle finger up at him as you walked over to Rook and you could hear Colson cackling behind you.
When you approached Rook, you couldn’t bring yourself to interrupt him. You were satisfied with just watching him bust it out on the drums, it almost felt like you were living vicariously through him. But staring up close was even more weird than staring at him from the couch, so you shook yourself out of it.
“Rook.” You said, hoping to get his attention, but that didn’t seem to work. “Rook!” You raised your voice. Still nothing. So you tapped his shoulder and that seemed to finally get his attention.
It was almost like he was woken up from a trance the way he got so confused and looked at his surroundings. But when he looked at you he smiled so big, like he was glad it was you interrupting him and not anyone else. “Hey, y/n. What’s up?”
“Uh, so…” You started, not knowing where to go with this. “I’ve been bugging Kells to give me drum lessons for ages, but he’s an asshole. I was hoping maybe you could teach me?”
“You wanna learn how to drum?” Rook asked, standing up and taking out one of his in-ears.
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted to but I’ve never really had the chance.” You shrugged.
“No shit. I’d love to teach you. Come here.” Rook leaned back and pulled an extra stool out from behind him and put it right behind the first one. He sat down and patted the stool in front of him. “Sit here and we can start.”
“Oh right now?” You asked.
“Yeah, right now.” Rook chuckled. You giggled and sat down in front of him, trying so hard not to overreact when he pulled you closer into his chest. He placed his drum sticks in your palms and took out his phone. “Alright, so I’m gonna play a song and I want you to listen carefully. Try to connect what I hit on the drums to what you hear in the song, okay?”
You had never thought of it like that before and it made you want to try your hand at it even more. But your heart fell into your stomach when Rook took your closed fists into his hands to start. You knew it was coming but damn, those hands were something else. You were never one to drool over a guy’s hands before, but wow.
As he led you with each beat of the drum and each crash of the cymbals, you almost forgot of his hands holding yours and his chest behind you. Actually sitting behind the drum set this time instead of watching from afar was blowing your mind. You always wished to understand how Rook felt on stage every night and you could almost taste it.
When the song was over, you felt yourself start deflating before you realised what just happened. Rook held you practically in his arms for three minutes and seven seconds. You let go of the drum sticks and let them fall into Rook’s hand and turned to face him.
Before he could say anything, you put your hand on his chin and led him into a kiss. His eyebrows shot up at the surprise, but he was anything but against it. He let the drum sticks in his hands clatter to the floor as he pulled you closer to him.
What you would later come to find out is that Colson was filming this entire interaction.
“Ay, watch this shit. I’m a fucking matchmaker, dude! Hit me up for all your matchmaker needs, I’ll hook you up.”
anon: But one about rook hyping his girl up would hit different oml, like she’s trying to take an insta photo or something
wc: 500+
You smoothed the shirt over your chest and smiled. He was gonna freak. Sneaking around Rook was harder than anticipated, he was very perceptive.
Knowing that if you told him you wanted the shirt he would just get it for you, you ordered it online and waited. The day it arrived, you thanked whoever was watching that he wasn’t the one who answered the door.
He was on the phone with someone in the bedroom, so he didn’t notice you heading into the bathroom with a package. You tried to contain your giddy smile and walked out of the bathroom and towards the large mirror you had set up next to the door.
You took out your phone and posed, trying to get a flattering picture for your Instagram story.
“Yeah, that’s what I was saying! We can make the set a bit longer and add- Oh shit.” Rook stopped once his eyes landed on you and you smiled. Got him. “Hey, I uh- I gotta go. I’ll call you back, alright?” Rook hung up before whoever was on the line could respond. “Wow. You really- damn. Whatcha got there, pretty girl?”
“Some new merch, it came in today. You like it?” You turned and faced him. “It’s this drummer guy, I don’t know if you know him. Hope you’re not jealous, but I totally have a thing for him.”
“I don’t mind, he’s gotta be a great drummer if you’re a fan.” He shrugged as he pulled you closer to him by your waist, playing along with you.
“He’s amazing, I gotta show you some videos sometime. He does this thing where he features girls wearing his shirt on his story. I really hope he puts my picture.” You smiled at him.
“He’d be an idiot not to.” Rook chuckled. “You look really fucking hot with my name on you, pretty girl.”
You pouted and furrowed your eyebrows. “I thought I looked hot all the time?”
Rook rolled his eyes at your teasing and leaned in to place his forehead against yours. “Shut up, you know what I mean.”
Before you could reply, Rook placed his lips on yours. You moaned and leaned into him. No matter how many times you kissed him, it never felt like it was enough. You always needed more, and he was never one to refuse a pretty girl.
The door creaked open behind you but you gave it no mind.
“Guys.” Colson spoke, but you both ignored him. “Guys, come on.” He groaned, yet you both refused to acknowledge his presence. “Can you stop sucking face for five seconds!”
You groaned and pulled away from Rook, rolling your eyes. “What! What do you want, Colson?”
“Rook, we need you downstairs in ten. Travis is coming.” Colson said.
“You couldn’t have texted him that?”
“I could’ve, but I like annoying you.” Colson laughed, sticking his tongue out at you. You flipped him off and he cackled and left. But he popped back in not a second later and pointed at you. “Nice shirt by the way.”
Rook humphed in response. You’ve been cold and distant for the past couple of days after you woke up in his bed one morning. You and him always had a thing that everyone knew was going to develop eventually, so the drunk hook up came as no surprise.
You, however, weren’t as happy about the situation as Rook was. He’s been trying to get you out of the shell you’ve crawled into, but to no avail.
“You wanna head to that store we saw on the way into town with me.”
“Nah, I’m good.”
“Really? It had some things that I think you would like. Even saw some of those-”
“Rook! Please stop, I don’t wanna go anywhere with you!” You spoke sharply. You weren’t exactly loud, but your words shocked Rook into silence. He looked at you with wide eyes, hurt so clearly portrayed in his features.
“What is wrong with you?” Rook said after a few moments of silence, malice in his voice.
“What?”
“What the fuck happened to you? We were friends, you know. You were my friend. Just because you regret hooking up with me doesn’t mean that all those years we had each other were fucking nothing.”
“Oh please.” You scoffed.
“Shut the fuck up! You can’t say that shit! I thought we had something all this time, but I really don’t care right now if it means I lose you as a friend. But you really can’t tell me that you were flirting with me just for shits and giggles.”
“Stop acting like you care!” You burst at him, arms flying out from the little corner of the couch you tucked your whole body into.
“What?” Rook whispered. “What does that mean? I do care.”
“No you don’t! You say all those times we flirted meant something to you but that didn’t stop you from having a groupie in your bed every night. We’re on a fucking tour, Rook! If it’s not your bunk, it’s the hotel room across the hall. I can hear everything. I couldn’t care less if you got with someone when we were friends, but the night after? The night fucking after you slept with me, Rook!”
Rook’s face paled. “I didn’t- I didn’t think-”
“Of course you didn’t! You’re just a stupid boy, like the rest of them. Just because we’re friends doesn’t mean you can play with my fucking emotions.” You rolled your eyes and pushed yourself off the couch. “You were my friend too, you know. So was everyone else in this damn band. You just had to fuck my whole life up for me, didn’t you?”
Yoooooo would you mind sharing how you did your jarrarium?? I have 0 experience doing one and it's hard to find resources online. Please and thank you!!
I’m guessing you mean cycling and maintenance? If I don’t cover what you wanted to know let me know!!
So my jarrarium is one gallon, brakish, with Opae Ula shrimp. The shrimp live in tide pools, so they’re adapted to live in the conditions present in a jarrarium.
I started with a glass.. bowl? from a thrift store. I added sand from an established tank, got my rocks and water in, then dropped in a couple tiny food pellets to kick off the cycle. I cycled it just like you would any tank, did a water change, waited for some algae to start growing, then added my shrimp. It was honestly way simpler than I expected. I have a desk lamp for the lighting.
For maintenance, I do a water change and siphon detritus maybe once a month, and top off as needed.
I hope that covers what you wanted to know!! Feel free to shoot me any other questions you have!
