#it's a banger who am I to judge

[minnaeatsbread]

the fact that there's a teaser of dbda with welcome to the black parade cracks me up so much. they knew their audience very well.

[yeonban]

<- Idiot who "was on his way to bed" 6 hours ago only to "accidentally" start reading a book on numerology and proceed to do math for it til now

[lesbianlenas]

i am going to LOOOOOSE my mind if i can’t stop writing this paper soon. also spotify showed me that chapel ron released a new song and i was curious and it sucked so bad IN MY OPINION i was really like oh. ok. idk what i was expecting bc i generally don’t like her music but considering i did like good luck babe i was like maybe her newer music would be likeable to me. it’s not 👍 but idk if other ppl also did not like it bc i didn’t hear anything abt it despite it being released several days ago. anyway stream xana instead 🙏🙏🙏

[coervus]

Don't forget that the diversity in Andor was "organic" while The Acolyte was "shoving it down our throats." Some people are clinging so hard to the white male being the default in storytelling (Tony Gilroy and the Andor writers room fit right into the paradigm) that the instant someone with a different background picks up a pen/helms a show/puts on a costume and delivers a line they start howling over shit feeling forced. Or, as a corollary, if a creator's product isn't very good, their identity and willingness to directly address identity issues are the problem.

a full paragraph into an angry retort and finally the voice in my head saying "just block them" came. you're so right, little voice in my head

[satorushousewife]

how you got a date with the most popular guy in campus! or college!au satoru gojo x reader - part 1.

warnings: none, but gojo is actually a few years older than reader (he's around 20 and reader is aroung 18, just starting college) important note: i'm in college but i'm not from usa so some things might be different from the usual college things you're used to! nothing too far tho. also, not a native english speaker, be kind please! otherwise, hope you enjoy your reading!

you knew about satoru gojo way before you met him.

actually, you got to know about him within the first few days of college. he was famous all around campus, partially because he was incredibly attractive and partially because he was rich—filthy rich, may i say—and had a reputation of paying things for people he liked. so, it was no surprise that everyone talked about him.

even though you hadn’t met him, you already knew his appearance (blue eyes, white hair, normally wearing sunglasses), his full name (satoru gojo), his age (21), the last party he attended (aiko's party, apparently it was a banger), and the latest instagram post he made (at a cafe with his most close friend—shoko). not because you looked it up—you just heard people commenting about it.

to you, he seemed like a typical frat boy. not that you cared much. it wasn’t in a bad way, you just didn’t feel the need to fawn over him like everyone else seemed to. still, you tried not to judge people before meeting them.

then you saw him once.

you recognized him instantly: tall, white hair like fresh snow, and signature sunglasses that made him stand out even more. he was chatting animatedly with a girl, her cigarette smoke curling lazily around them as she listened with a soft smile.

for a moment, you paused. he didn’t look like the frat boy you’d imagined: blonde, with blue eyes and super toned. no, he seemed... cheerful. but there wasn’t time to dwell on it—you were late for a lecture.

running late, you found one of the last seats, an empty spot with no one on either side. perfect. you weren’t the most extroverted person and preferred your space, so you were relieved as you actually did not knew many people from around here yet. settling in, you pulled a bag of gummies from your backpack and began savoring them.

minutes passed, and the room started filling up. suddenly you noticed someone sitting beside you out of the corner of your eye and let out a mental groan. without thinking, you glanced over and caught them staring—not at you, but at the candy in your hand.

it was him. the satoru gojo.

he still wore his sunglasses, but it was obvious he was ogling your gummies. you bit your lip to stifle a laugh at his lack of subtlety and decided to offer him some.

that’s when the magic happened.

he accepted immediately and launched into a dramatic monologue about his love for sweets.

“you see, i’m on this diet to gain some more muscle—and don't get me wrong when i say this, i know i'm already handsome and hot and i have fine muscles, i just want to be a little bigger, you know?—but anyway, the nutritionist said to eat less sugar, so i haven’t had any since yesterday, and i’m like, almost dying.” you chuckled at his theatrics, and he grinned, encouraged. “don’t laugh! i swear, it was a life-or-death situation. you just saved me!” “saved you from dying from a lack of sugar?” “exactly!” “well, guess now you’re in debt with me.” “oh, guess i am...” he said, making a mock thoughtful face. “would you like to have lunch with me later? it’s on me.” you stared at him for a moment. he stared back, unbothered. “we just met.” “so?” “what if i’m an evil person?” “nah, evil people don’t offer candy to strangers,” he said, popping another gummy into his mouth. he paused mid-chew. “unless...” you rolled your eyes, smiling despite yourself. “it’s not poisoned.” “that’s what someone who poisoned their candy would say!” “ah, yes. the candy i’m also eating is totally poisoned,” you said, popping another one into your mouth for emphasis. “maybe you’re suicidal,” he shrugged, shoving the candy into his mouth anyway. you couldn’t help but laugh at his stupidity.

the conversation ended when one of your professors tapped the mic, announcing that the lecture was about to start.

contrary to your expectations,  during the lecture gojo was surprisingly well-behaved and actually paid attention. well, except for his occasional snarky remarks, which made you chuckle. he was incredibly easygoing and, despite his self-absorbed humor, a genuinely fun person to be around. within an hour, you found yourself getting comfortable and adding your own quips. he looked absolutelly delighted that you matched his energy.

so, not needing to say much, it's pretty clear you accepted the lunch offer. and that’s how you got a date with the most popular guy on campus.

end notes: guys, this is my first ever satoru fic i'm so excited mweheheh!!! there will be some angst and actually i will use this base for three possible outcomes (gojo only, satosugu x reader, tojisukugo x reader). hope you guys enjoy it 😎

♡⃕ xoxo mikki

[ssivinee]

✧In Control✧

Jam Republic! Kirsten Dodgen x Idol! F Reader: You were the famous soloist, Han Y/n, and held a complex reputation for yourself, but that doesn't stop Mnet from inviting you as a guest judge on Street Woman Fighter 2. You didn't know much about the foreign dancers, but this one caught your eye.

Word Count: 4.8k

Note: I toooootally didn't struggle while writing this🥲

Character Vision Board

Being in the limelight was always familiar territory to you. It was something you were always bound by due to your sister being one of the most notable actresses in the acting industry today. Your older sister, Han Sohee, had always been popular with everyone. Her authoritative and sophisticated qualities had everyone on their knees, adoring her existence. With releases like “My Name” and “Nevertheless” on Netflix, your sister has been recognized for her talents worldwide. You couldn’t have been more proud of your sister's mind-blowing career, always supporting it in any manner.

You, on the other hand, had your fame in the music field. The Han Y/n began as a soloist under Pnation and had a significant fanbase, mainly consisting of Sohee’s fangirls. Nevertheless, when you started releasing music, your career exploded with the sound of R&B you delivered. The public idolized your image, often calling you the “Predebut Han Sohee.” You had tattoos and piercings, had an extended wolf cut, loved partying, and had the tomboy style. It had the male public hating you and their girlfriends wanting you. Through your career with Pnation, you gained many friends who were also soloists in the industry, B.I. being one of them. During his time with YG, you always went to their concerts, ensuring your best friend knew you’d be right by his side no matter what.

If people didn’t believe in your bond before, the union was proven when you made an unexpected move. When B.I. left YG and decided to create the 131 Label, you quickly joined the company and collaborated with the fellow soloist. BTBT was a hit, not only in popularity, but the song was undeniably a banger, and you were honored to even be featured in it, even making an appearance in the music video. 

But fame wasn’t always going to be in your favor. As an avid party girl, you fell into a hole of rumors and lies. You were in a scandal after almost every event, especially with female idols. So here you were again, with Hanbin and Sohee in your apartment, reading the statement your company had released, denying the accusations again. This time, it was with Blackpink’s Rose, as the public had seen you coming out of dinner together in Paris.

“I just can’t be friends with anyone nowadays.” You scoff, forehead in hand, and hear both chuckling at your issue. “You can’t blame the public, Y/n. Everyone is just in love with you,” your sister points out, and you roll your eyes. “Says you, unnie.”

“You should be used to this by now, noona,” Hanbin tells you with shrugging shoulders, and you can’t help but laugh. “I am, though! It seems like the public is the one who isn’t.” You were aware of your impression on the public, but it irritated you when they acted this way. But that was just part of your job, telling yourself that every single time a scandal happened. “Disregarding that for now, aren’t you excited about next week?” Hanbin asks you, and Sohee looks at him confusingly. 

“I’m the guest judge for Street Woman Fighter,” you say in a calm timbre, and your sister’s eyes widen. “You gonna meet Jam Republic, Bebe, and Tsubakill?” You look shocked at your sister. “You knew who was on the show yet had no idea I’d be guesting next week?” Your teasing tone made your sister smack your arm, “I only saw clips, okay? But I’m excited for you!” She gets jumpy in her chair while Hanbin laughs at you, a face holding disgust as you watch your sister. “She can’t even be happy. She knows nothing about the international crews,” Hanbin points at you accusingly, and you just shake your head. “I can’t help it, okay? I only know 1Million because of Lia unnie.”

As the two of them argue with you and introduce the other crews to you, a set of girls were squealing in their hotel in another part of Seoul. The two youngest of Jam Republic watched on an iPad, and the three oldest sat there, watching them in slight worry. “Are they okay?” Ling whispers to the two, and Latrice laughs, “They’ve been obsessed with Han Y/n since they found out she’d be the next guest judge.” 

“Han Y/n?” Kristen asks confusingly. Ling and Latirce can’t hold back the distress on their faces, “Yes, Kirs, THE Han Y/n.” Kristen shrugs at their words, “I don’t know her.” That’s when the two youngest hear this and let out a blaring gasp. “Girl, you have to listen to her music,” Audrey says, shoving her phone in the leader’s face. Kristen listened and was pleased to hear everything presented to her.

“Dude, she’s smoking hot, man,” Emma voices, and she relaxes more on the couch, thinking of seeing your face. Ling rolls her eyes at her, and Latrice smiles, finding Emma’s rare fangirling cute. 

This intrigues Kirsten. Emma wouldn’t openly share things like that but had no hesitation regarding you. 

Before the day came to the first start of the Kpop mission, Kirsten found herself having your songs on repeat, dancing to them when she had the time. Her crew observed her, loving her newfound liking for you. Well, not you specifically. The woman still had no idea about what you looked like, only ravishing over your music.

“She gonna be so surprised tomorrow,” Ling tells the group as they watch their leader dance in the studio, and everyone nods. “Agreed.”

Finally, it was time for your appearance on the show, and you made sure to be prepared for the first impressions you were about to have on most of the girls.

The ride there was quite eventful, though. Friends were blowing up your phone in anticipation of your presence on the show. So when you make your way into the building, you send a selfie to the group chat, showing the building's lobby. Everyone fans over the sight and asks you to take pictures with specific crews, and you laugh at their texts. 

You go backstage and see the guest room that was prepared for you. As you sat in a chair, the team touched up your hair and makeup. “Oh Y/n-nim!” You hear and see Monika coming from the door. “Monika-saem! It’s nice to see you again,” she greets you with a side hug. “Are you ready for this?”

“I can’t deny I’m a little nervous,” you tell her as you anxiously move around in the chair. “You? Nervous? Never thought I’d hear that from you,” she jokes while patting your back. “I’m not known to be a dancer like that! I’m just worried about the public's opinion.” She then looks you dead in the eyes, “You know well that you shouldn’t be worried. The people will always love you, Y/n-ah. Besides, everyone knows you’re a talented dancer.”

“Thank you, unnie.” She nods at your appreciation and smiles. “Have you met Shownu yet?” You shake, “I met him during the Hero promotions a few years ago.” The male idol walks in as if right on queue, with 3 caramel iced coffees in his hand. “I heard my name?”

“Of course you did. With your sonic hearing,” you say, making the two judges laugh. He hands you the coffee, and you thank him. “Dude, you’re gonna be so hyped when you see them all dance.” Your brow raises at his statement, “Now you're raising my expectations too high. They might blame you if I’m too harsh on them.”

“You can’t even be too harsh. They’re all professionals. I'm sure they’ll be to your standards.” Monika points out, and Shownu nods. Everyone starts getting ready, and when it's time to announce you, you hear Daniels' voice ringing in your ears. “Today, as your guest judge for the Kpop mission, we have Korean-American solo artist Han Y/n.”

You walk out onto the stage's walkway, bowing at everyone as you walk to your seat. Emma and Audrey could be seen jumping up and down, hugging each other when seeing you in person. Ling and Latrice, on the other hand, felt a sense of comfort when they heard that you're also American. They blindly trusted you, hoping you wouldn’t be so biased amongst the Korean crews.

Kirsten was the only one who stood in that room, frozen, when you walked in. She knew to predict someone attractive since the girls fangirled over your face for the entire week, but she wasn't expecting this. You looked like you were built by the gods. All she wanted to do was get on her knees and thank them.

“Wah~ Everyone’s right when they say she's every girl's type.” 1Million Redy says in awe of you.

“She’s so pretty, what the heck?”

“You think I can get a picture after?”

All the crews cheered and gossiped at your appearance, admiring your appearance.

“Hello, I’m soloist Han Y/n. Please take care of me,” you bow and introduce yourself in Korean, English, and Japanese to the teams. “I’d love to take care of you,” Kirsten mumbles under her breath, but Latrice hears the words, giggling at the sight of her leader, who looked like she was about to drool because of you. “Kirs, pull yourself together.”

“I can’t help it, like are we looking at the same person?” Kirsten dramatically sighed, and the girls teased. “Maybe you should ask her for help later~.”

“I’m sure she’d be happy to help you,” Ling gazes at her leader with a wink. “Alright, please pay attention and stop bullying me,” they all laugh, and your eyes find their way to the sound. “The Kpop mission has everyone fighting against each other with songs under the 4 companies: HYBE, JYP, SM, and YG.”

You relax in the chair, manspreading a little as Daniel continues, “2 of the 4 companies have a three-way tie and will battle it out here in the fight zone. The crew with the most votes will have to choose a different company to work with.” You nod in understanding. As much as Kirsten would like to say she was listening, she watched your loosened stance on the chair. You looked so fine just sitting there, and Kirsten bit her lips at the sight of you. She was a sucker for piercings and tattoos, which you did have, but her eyes lingered on your arms. Your veins could be seen popping out as they rested comfortably on your chest, and your lap looked like the perfect seat for her. “We’ll start off today with HYBE. Jam Republic, you're up first,” Daniel announces, pulling Kristen out of her unholy thoughts.

The girls get up from their seats, stretching more, “Should we just go for it?” She asks her team, and everyone nods, “Yeah, let's go.”

The girls stood before the judges as some other crews stayed beside them to enjoy the front view. Your eyes travel from every girl on the team until you stop at the leader. “Kirsten Dodgen, huh?” You whisper, remembering everything Hanbin and Sohee told you about the girl. How she was the famous “green shirt girl” in Justin Beiber’s “Sorry” music video and how she was part of the mega crew, the Royal Family. With this information in mind, your eyes never left hers as they performed.

When holding the starting pose, Kirsten feels the weight of your gaze, feeling her hands gradually sweat. The music begins with Le Seraphim's track starting them off,  and regardless of how nervous you make the girl, she shows you every cent of confidence she has. Her hips moved swiftly like water, and you can’t help but bite your lip at the sight. She could really move, you admit to yourself. The afro-dance was evident in how she carried herself, the rhythm similar to the choreography of BTBT, which led to your body feeling uncontrollable. Swaying to the way they moved.

“Well, we know who Y/n would’ve voted for,” Mina Myoung quips as all the crews watch you enjoy their performance. “Dope” by BTS begins to blare on the speakers, and their groove switches to Hip-Hop. Audrey put a smile on your face with her facial expressions and nearing the end, when the finale consisted of the little twist their waist did with an added reverb effect, you toss your hands up with a clap, “That was nasty,” you told Shownu who nods in agreement. 

Mannequeen then took the stage, and once again, everyone had high energy as they watched. The same could be said for DeepNDap. Still, once people saw the votes, everyone felt the intensity of the room when seeing DeepNDap lost by a landslide compared to the two other crews. “That’s gotta burn,” you mumble.

Next was the JYP battle, and Tsubakill went first. Your attentiveness shows with the scary look in your eyes, but you get hyped up when Tsubakill uses their shirts as a prop, clapping at the scene. Then, Team Bebe joined the stage, and it was phenomenal. You shouldn’t have felt any anxiety or nervousness since you thoroughly enjoyed each performance, especially when Bada is revealed through the imitation of double doors. You smirk at the sight, finding it quite enticing to look at. 

“Another heart stealer, huh?” You tell Shownu, who chuckles at your words. While you watch, Kirsten notices the look you give team Bebe. “Looks like someone likes team Bebe as well,” and the team looks at you. “I don’t blame her,” Audrey shrugs, and Emma laughs, “Everyone’s in love with Bada as well. They’re like a match made in heaven.”

Kirsten's chest tightens at her members' words. You surely weren't interested in the taller dancer...right?

“Kirs? You good?” Latrice asks, and she nods, not wanting to expose herself, but Emma catches on quickly. “I think Kirs may have a slight problem,” the second youngest teases the leader, and the younger girl points at Bada. “She may have some competition.” Kirsten rolls her eyes at the girls as they snicker around her. Because of their noises, your attention goes to them. You see the frustration on the girl's face, and it makes you smile. She looked so adorable with a pout on her face. This causes you to barely watch the 1Million stage.

“I hope whatever song we get, we’ll do good.”

“We’re always good guys. As long as we try our best, that’s all that matters.” You hear from the dancer and nod to yourself, her words also resonating with you. When the votes came in, Tsubakill had zero votes, and you gasped. Everyone must’ve really liked the dance if they had no votes. So when each group is presented with their company of choice, everyone begins practicing.

You began walking around, handing bottles to each team and chatting with them. Your first few stops were DeepNDap, Lady Bounce, Mannequeen, and Wolf’Lo, and then you make it to the trendiest crew on the show.

“Hello~,” you said, bowing to the girls of team Bebe. They all look at you with terrified eyes. You chuckle at this, “Here, I don’t bite,” you tell them as you hand the water bottles, everyone thanking you. “You didn’t have to, Y/n-nim,” the blonde, Tatter, says, but you shake your head. “It’s the least I can do for you guys.”

You straighten your shirt and ask, “Do you guys have anything yet?” “Yeah, we have a bit for the chorus,” Bada says, and you settle in the dance studio a bit more, sitting on the floor in front of them. “Can I get a sneak peek?” They all nod excitedly, and you hide a giggle, finding the younger girls cute. They play Maniac by Stray Kids from the chorus, and your smile grows when you see the blonde being dragged with her team walking, almost like robots, beside her. When finished presenting, you stand up, clapping your hands. “I can’t wait to see the final product, girls.” They bow, most covering their face in happiness. “You're leading your team well. I can tell your chemistry is strong,” you say as you pat Bada’s arms. “Thank you, Y/n,” she smiles, and you head out. “Okay, good luck, guys! I’m gonna bring more water for the other teams.”

Then your next stop is 1Million, and you enter their rehearsal room with a cheesing grin. “Lia-unnie~,” you say, walking towards her to hug her. You had worked with Lia in a previous comeback and were close friends with her. She made the entire process enjoyable for you. You always kept that in mind since it was stressful, and you appreciated her guidance. “Y/n-ah,” she says softly, reciprocating the loving hug. “I brought all you guys water,” you tell them, showing the bag filled with bottles.

They thank you, and you watch them practice a little, and you can tell Lia is stressed the entire time. So once they took a break, you approached her, giving her a piece of candy. “Here, don’t be too hard on yourself, unnie,” you say, patting the older’s shoulder. “I can’t help it, Y/n. Everyone has high expectations for me here.” You nod, understanding the pressure she felt. “That doesn’t matter. You’re one of the greatest choreographers out there. I’m sure you’ll make it past this unnie,” you try and reassure her, and she tells you to get going so they can practice. You mumble fine and move along to your next destination.

Tsubakill. The girls were so concentrated on practicing they didn’t even notice your arrival in their room. “Hello?” You question in Japanese, and they jump in surprise. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you all,” you chuckle at their reactions.

“I’m here to just deliver some water, and I’ll be out of your way,” they gratefully accepted the water bottles but were curious. “Your Japanese is really good. Where did you learn?” Their youngest, Rena, questions you.

“Aye~ I’m not that good. But I wanted to learn for my Japanese fans to communicate with them when promoting.” A series of ‘ah’s could be heard. “That does make sense.”

“Anyways, I don’t think you guys need any of my feedback right now, so I’ll leave you all to it,” you wave off and end with the final team you were anticipating. You searched for them in every room but finally found them practicing on the walkway area on the second floor. 

Your eyes linger on the team, not wanting to distract them while they do a draft take of their dance. That's when your gaze lands on Kirsten as she leads her team, “So when we do this swing part, I want both of you to kind of mimic the movement,” she tells Ling and Latrice, who automatically follow her lead, taking the critiques into account.

“Hey,” you voice out, and everyone stares at you, not knowing what to say. “Um… I brought you guys some water,” you say in English, and they smile. “Thanks,” Kirsten tells you, and you give a curt nod, “It’s no problem.”

“You guys are insane, by the way,” you say as you tilt your head to the side. “I hope you guys don’t mind if I watch your practice for a bit.”

“Of course not, by all means. Just try and get comfortable,” she gives you a wink with a teasing grin, and your head falls back due to her gesture. This girl was gonna be trouble for you. You travel to a chair in the corner and watch as the practice goes on, eyes never leaving Kirsten's figure.

Your head spins at how she moves, finding her body rousing to witness. That was until they made it to the next series of parts. Kirsten had to shake her hips, but somehow, it wasn’t up to the quality of your liking. You raise your hand, and the crew notices, “Yes, Y/n?” “Sorry, but when you move your hips, you can exaggerate more.”

“Can you show us what you mean?” Latrice presses on, and you make your way over to Kirsten. You towered behind their leader, and your hands traveled down her hips. Position her into the move and put pressure on your hands as you take control of her lower half. Kirsten’s mind was out of focus when she felt your strong, veiny hands touching her. “I know you can move those hips, girl, so how about we put them to work?” You question in her ear, and she has a devious grin. “Show me then.”

Her team watches as you rotate her hips with the touch of your hands, and they can’t help but giggle on the sidelines. “She took asking for help way too seriously,” Audrey whispers, and the rest nod with their fits of giggles.

You two feel a rhythm despite no music, and Kirsten’s heart fastens as you caress her waist. “Shit, you- you are so beautiful,” you mumble but make sure she heard it, and her face reddened. She shakes her head, straightens, and claps at her team, “Alright, thank you, Y/n, but we have to do some more choreo to be in top shape in 2 days.” You stand there a bit surprised, which follows a soft laugh at her crappy excuse. “Okay, okay. I’ll just watch a bit more.” You sat back in your chair, watching them more freely this time as they did their work.

After an hour, you look at the phone and decide it is an excellent time to head home, but talk to the girls before leaving. “Are you guys free tomorrow?” “I believe so, why?” Kirsten asks, and you hand your phone over to her, “I thought it would be a good idea to bring all the crews out for a relaxing night. I was gonna rent out the VIP section of a club before you guys performed.”

The girls all jump in excitement while Audrey sulks, and you pat her head, “I know you're too young, Audrey, but I’ll plan a dinner with everyone just for you.” Her eyes brighten at your promise as she hugs you. “Okay, don’t kill the woman now, Audrey,” Ling tells the youngest, and everyone laughs. Kristen puts her number in, and you grin, “Okay, good luck with practice, girls. I’ll chat with you later, Kristen,” you point at her, and she waves you off seductively. 

“Kirs is down bad right now.”

“Stand up, girl,” Emma jokes, and the leader rolls her eyes at the team.

The next day, every girl was preparing for the long night ahead, and Audrey watched her team as they frantically ran around their hotel room. “You guys look good in anything,” the youngest says, but everyone pays no mind. “This is what I get for trying to be nice,” she mumbles, but Emma hears it and laughs. “They stressed Auds. What can we do,” Emma says with a shrug.

After an hour, all the girls were ready, and Kirsten revealed her outfit. She had a pleated denim skirt, a pale yellow halter top, and white mini-heels. The leader's hair looked slightly slicked back, and it tied everything together. “Ooo~, who are you about to show out for?” Ling taunts and Kirs has a light smirk on her face, “You already know, girl.”

The girls squeal in eagerness, “So we ready to go?” The older three nod and Audrey walks them out, “Be safe, and don’t come home too late.”  The older girls hug her goodbye and travel to the club by Uber. You had sent the leader the details, and she was incredibly excited when you said, “I can’t wait to see you there, beautiful.” It caused her so much happiness the entire day that she couldn’t sit still. 

Once the four entered the club, they were escorted to the VIP area on the second floor, overlooking the crowds who cheered for Y/n and the other crews. You sat at the bar, Lia and Bada by your side, with a dark-colored drink in hand. Kristen halts when she sees you. Your attendance wakes her up as she notices every detail about you.

Kirsten wanted to tell you how delicious you looked, but just for the sake of her pride, she greets the other girls instead before getting to you. Bada points at the foreign crew, making you look at them, and a coy grin forms on your face. The Jam Republic crew began to split up, talking to multiple other teams, and you made your way over to Kristen, who sat with some of the Mannequeen girls.

“I’m glad you could make it,” you say, handing her a drink of soju, as you weren’t really familiar with her type of alcohol. She thanks you and sips the beverage, “I’d never say no to a party and having fun.”

“I don’t either, but I was kinda excited for this one,” You voiced in a playful tone, and Kirsten smirked, deciding to play along. “Oh yeah? Why is that?” Your body bends down to her ear, and she feels your breath tickling her as you breathe out, “It means I get to see you more.”

The shorter girl’s breathing becomes unsteady at the close distance. Still, Kirsten's exact flirtatious nature wouldn’t make that obvious. You take her hand and lead her to the bar, “Is there something you prefer to drink?” “Coke and rum would be nice,” and your eyebrows go up at this. “My type of girl,” You tell her calmly, ordering the drink as a blush forms on her cheeks. “So, the green shirt girl in Justin Bieber’s music video?” Kristen lets out a burst of laughter at your random question.

“You went viral all those years ago, and I never knew who you were? I’m so out of touch with internet culture,” you shared, your head hanging low with a chuckle. “It’s fine. I was also seventeen then, so you probably wouldn’t even recognize me.”

“SEVENTEEN?” You inquisitively ask, and she nods. “Well, you grew up into a fine young woman, if I say so myself,” you tell her as you take a swig of alcohol. “You say that as if you’re much older than me,” Kirsten looks at you with a questioning face. “Hey, 3 years is quite some time, okay?” You point out, both of you letting out a laugh. 

“How about you? I don’t know how you got into dancing,” She says truthfully, and you think. “It hasn’t been that long since I started. Compared to you guys, I’m pretty mediocre at best.” Now, that statement, Kirsten knew, was a lie. “That’s definitely not true,” She says, and you look at her curiously. “How would you know?”

“Or else you wouldn’t have been a judge on the show,” She explains. The truth was, she had watched some of your dancing videos throughout the years, but why would she want to expose herself in front of you. “That’s true, I guess.” You were about to continue, but another song started, and the whole club cheered. Kirsten’s eyes brightened at the song, and she pulled you to the dance floor, “Come on, let’s dance!” She says, trying to yell over the loud music.

Once the two of you were on the dance floor, you felt the mixture of sweaty bodies and the wafting scent of alcohol that clung to everyone’s bodies. That didn’t matter to either of you, though, as Kirsten confidently whines her waist to the beat. Your eyes study her with hunger, finding every curve of her body moving to the rhythm. Your self-control defeats you as you grasp her waist, and Kristen feels the warmth of your hands. She moves back, grinding her ass on your body, and you wrap one arm around her waist as you motion in sync. The shorter applies more pressure on your pelvis, and you can’t help but let out a subtle groan in her ear, finding her irresistible. The halter top didn’t cover much, and you wanted to touch every part you could, skimming over her chest as if her skin begged to be marked.

She turns around, arms wrapping around your neck, closing the distance between you two, if possible. Now you felt her chest beating on yours, your forehead resting on each other. Her eyes linger on your lips, and you notice, when bitting your lips, that she lets out giggles of expectation. You adored the charming sounds, and your lips chased hers, and you felt the buzz of her lips on yours. The taste of sweetness from the alcohol lingered on her tongue as they mingled harmoniously. Hearing the soft whimpers encourages you to pull her waist tighter, hand leading lower and lower on her body. You pull away, trying to catch your breath as you mumble to her, “You think you’ll be able to dance if I take you home tonight?” 

“I’ll make it work,” She mumbles, pulling you in again. The kiss felt heated as her hands roam around your toned figure, “Besides, I told you I want to have fun tonight.” You smirk at her words and pull her out of the club, ensuring you made it worth her while tonight.

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[idkhow-ks]

Raw 6/23/25 — post show thoughts

Warning for anyone who needs it: this gets political and touches on what is currently happening in the Middle East. I've kept it to the end so if you still want to read my funny wrestling thoughts and avoid the serious stuff just stop at the Cody vs Jey section.

Seth Rollins opens the show, Breakker vs Penta

I don’t know how much it came across on tv but in the arena Rollins was getting a lot of boos and there wasn’t a lot of singing his song happening which I’m happy to see as he is trying to be a big bad heel.

Has Bronson Reed said anything since returning and joining Seth? I see no logic in him taking on this role.

Penta and Breakker put together a really good match with some unexpected spots. Both guys are super over too.

In fact, along with the CM Punk chants there was a lot of…. Woofing I guess? People love Bron.

The midair spear looked super awesome in person.

Goldberg video

Not much to say here. I don't think the title should be on the line for this match but WWE's current reliance on titles for matches is a topic for another day.

Queen of the Ring Semifinal – Cargill vs Perez

I'm not a fan of Jade. I think she relies solely on being 'stronger' than everyone else and that doesn't make for great matches.

Perez is gold. She sells so well, her in-ring psychology is always top notch, and she can pull off some impressive moves for her small stature.

I should probably add another warning here because I'm going to talk about shitty men for a second.

If you are a man and you are going to a live pro wrestling event please know that there are women there that can hear you when you talk about how nice the asses are of all the female wrestlers. I'm not saying that you can't appreciate their bodies. You can, they're stunning, I agree with you on that. But when that's the only commentary you have during women's matches when you're super invested in the wrestling of the men's matches it feels gross.

And if your response to reading that is to say it's not all men and I probably just sat behind some dickheads. I have been to a lot of wrestling shows. I've heard stuff like this at every single one. I just want those guys to know that people can hear them and I at least am judging them accordingly and do not feel safe with them in attendance.

Gunther promo

On a lighter note: I love Gunther!

That promo slapped. No notes.

My personal Main Event – Bayley vs Lynch

Glad that Becky was getting appropriately boo'd.

This definitely took a bit to get going but they were really putting something awesome together.

The buried-under-chairs spot was cool.

Lyra coming in to dig Bayley out was the right spot for her to interfere.

I liked that Lyra didn't bite on Becky's taunting on the ring apron and that Bayley got there before Becky could force a DQ.

But then of course they had Lyra take that baseball slide and even though Bayley and Becky were putting on a clinic after that point they had Lyra kill it all because she just couldn't possibly take a baseball slide from Lynch and let it go. Oh no no no. She had to get back at Lynch right there in the middle of a stellar match.

I don't know if this lived up to all my self-imposed hype but it was definitely building in that direction! Until the ending!

But at least the forthcoming triple threat at Evolution will be a banger ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Rodriguez calls out Ripley

This definitely felt like filler.

Gross men warning again.

Rhea continues to be the most over person in the company.

It doesn't feel like such a good thing when you see all the men standing up during this whole segment and filming closeups of her.

Rhea has agency and she obviously feels great about her image and is doing this all of her own free will and I would never say that she should change that. She can do whatever she wants. I agree that she's hot as hell and I like looking at her. But men don't know how to behave in respectful ways a lot of the time and it's not fun being a femme presenting person at shows and watching this all happen. You can enjoy her without making it so fucking obvious that you just want to fuck her and don't care about anything else.

King of the Ring Semifinal – Rhodes vs Uso

Here is where this recap/review is going to take a turn.

The build to Night of Champions I think is my breaking point for WWE at this moment.

I don't know how to best put this into words so this might come off as just word vomit but I'm happy to clarify or discuss specific statements if anyone wants or needs that.

WWE getting into partnership with Saudi Arabia was bad enough, WWE making up whole new 'Titles' to wrestle for and then display in Saudi Arabia was bad enough. WWE taking a ring canvas sponsorship from Saudi Arabia was bad enough.

All of those things made me incredible uncomfortable and sad. The House of Saud is a criminal organization that has buckets of blood on their hands. And WWE is playing into their continued Sports Washing.

But going to Raw tonight and seeing them advertise the Cena vs Punk match and then the Rhodes vs Orton match and then seeing the already edited graphic for Asuka vs Cargill where Jade is fully covered. It just broke me y'all.

Knowing that Iran has already bombed US bases in Qatar and that the biggest US presence in the Middle East is in Saudi Arabia was just the icing on top of the already shit-filled situation.

This next bit is probably going to come across as 'missing the point man' but it is how I'm feeling in this moment.

Sports (and live events in general) are incredibly powerful. They can be a massive force for good but under capitalism they are most often a massive force for bad.

And the specific reason this broke me over all the other Saudi shows is because Orton vs Rhodes and Cena vs Punk are generational matches. They are culminations of decades long stories and they should be played out as such.

These are Mania matches. These are SummerSlam matches. These are Chicago and Boston matches. These are fan dream matches.

But instead of taking these once in a lifetime stories and putting them on a show where the most diverse and wide audience has a chance to witness them, WWE took– what I can only assume is a metric shit ton of– money from criminals and tyrants to stage these matches in a dangerous location where the average WWE fan can not attend.

It feels so disrespectful and dismissive of the fans. It feels so grubby and dirty. It feels like such a waste.

I have a whole other part of this rant about Punk specifically but that's probably best left for another day.

To round this all out I'll say this, I won't be watching Smackdown on Friday or Night of Champions on Saturday or Raw on Monday. I can't in good conscience support in even the most tacit of ways the partnership between WWE and Saudi Arabia. I regret going to Raw tonight which is something I never thought I would say.

I'm still a wrestling fan and I will still be here talking about wrestling and making my silly Chris Sabin cosplay and my satanic G.O.A.T sacrifice fan art but not for this week, not for these shows.

If anyone reads this far, thank you. I take sports and the intersection of sports, culture, and politics very seriously. I did my thesis on this topic. So if you have any questions or want to have a good faith conversation about this I'm here and willing.

[lotstradamus]

Hello, I had not used tumblr in a long time and I cannot tell you how pleased I am to return to find you obsessed with the Vampire Chroncles and Anne Rice's bullshit (affectionate). Please tell me more, I wanna know all your thoughts: what did you think about Armand's book, how about uncle Julien huh, also also did you read A Cry to Heaven...aaaaah I can feel my life being taken over by Anne again just like when I was 14 wtf

WELCOME BACK. I AM STILL HERE AND UNHINGED

I saved this to answer once I read Cry to Heaven and then I forgot, naturally! so here are my thoughts:

I was completely normal and fine about The Vampire Armand. highlights: 1) when he hacked his way into Marius's bedroom with an axe, 2) when he got so drunk he fell in the Grand Canal, and 3) when he lay down with Lestat's unconscious body and drank his blood, which in MY humble opinion was the most erotic moment in the books hands down. the This Better Not Awaken Anything In Me final boss.

(also this review ended up being provably false, as I immediately read Merrick which seemed like it was gonna be interesting and ended up just being weird and pointless, and then dragged myself through Blood and Gold which was BORINGGGG (my fault for reading all the books in like 2 years, instead of 20 like Anne intended).)

oh Uncle Julian...................... it's impossible to talk about SO MANY CHARACTERS in the Lives of the Mayfair Witches books without talking about Anne Rice's Weird Thing About Children Having Sex With Adults. as normal human people reading these books we obviously want to condemn every man who touches a child, but Anne Rice isn't writing them as pedophiles to make us dislike them; she genuinely just doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. it's so strange. Uncle Julian, Michael Curry, and David Talbot (pre-vampirism) all spring to mind as leads - if not heroes! Michael is named after her grandmother's family! - of her books who are attracted and sleep with to pre-teen and teen girls (and sometimes boys).

so saying that, I try to judge the characters without that aspect of them factored in, cos Anne CLEARLY views it as a neutral (and sometimes positive!!!) action. I erase every instance or mention of it from my mind ASAP so I can read these books and continue to be sane. 'Anne Rice's bullshit (affectionate)' is so accurate.

so OTHER THAN THE FACT HE HAS SEX WITH CHILDREN, I fucking LOVE Uncle Julian. I need - NEED - his ghost to meet Lestat at some point. the drama in Lasher when you find out that Julian is ALSO sleeping with Lasher and then starts secretly working against him... diva. icon. the moment. etc. he's not my favourite Mayfair but it's a close race.

as for Cry to Heaven: AAAUUUGGGGHHHGHGHGHGHH. changed me. stunning. beautiful. breathtaking. I immediately looked up the price of flights to Naples. I keep bringing up facts about castration to confused people in my life. I listened to the recording of Alessandro Moreschi singing in 1902 and cried. certified 5 star banger. after reading Merrick (bad) and Lasher (worse), this book redeemed Anne Rice for me.

next up I have copies of Blackwood Farm, Christ the Lord and The Feast of All Saints; just trying to decide what vibe I'm in the mood for. other than 'Anne'. the vibe is ALWAYS Anne.

[animentality]

I listened to this one amazing country song about how the singer isn't sure if he belongs in heaven or hell, and there's this raw emotion to it, like this is someone who is struggling to forgive himself for his past mistakes, and it's all about uncertainty and regret, and this dichotomy between, I'm trying to be good, but I know I have my rough edges too, and maybe I'm going to hell, but all of my mistakes and my flaws are a part of me.

and it feels like he's saying, I am what I am, let God judge me for all that I've done, the good and the bad.

and I generally don't like country or Christian rock because it tends to be so annoying and preachy, but there was something there, something that escaped denominational specifics, something that everyone could relate to on a human level.

and it's just a fucking banger too, like, the perfect country rock hybrid.

but now SoundCloud is recommending me country songs... and they suck.

like here's a country song about how God is my rock and cities suck because there are no dirt roads and I love church.

here's a song about how sad he is about his wife leaving him to go to New York City and have a job instead of raising his seven children.

here's a song by Jason Aldean that says small towns don't have gun violence and that Donald Trump is the Messiah.

and it was like ohhhh boring. BORING.

country as a genre is so lame.

I really really wish there were more songs like that one song, then maybe I could like country.

but I think that song and that singer are unique, and it's funny because I think of Bo Burnham's set about older country artists, who you can feel this authenticity from, people who wrote songs about the struggles of the working class and the hardships of rural life, vs. newer artists who just like the aesthetic of country as they live in their mega mansions in Boca.

and I keep listening to this song and thinking.

if only country songs were usually this fucking raw.

[forestmossling]

OH MY FFUXKING GOD

this was honestly painful to read. i enjoyed it immensely. @letteredlettered, you really went hard with both the “identity” and the “porn”, huh?

this is the kind of will they or won’t they where they already have, only one of them knows they have, they both hate themselves for it, and then they have the magical equivalent of phone sex with dumb russian accents about it. i couldn’t have made this shit up if i tried.

and draco is such a pathetic wet dog that just keeps going back to get kicked in the face again. god, i want to fucking cry about it.

the russian accent magical phone sex also had me torn between cackling and sobbing. the depth of letteredlettered writing will truly never be fully discovered, folks.

i loved absolutely everything about this work. i’m obsessed. entranced. spellbound or whatever. i’d like to say this was a hard read, but it honestly wasn’t, because i couldn’t tear myself away from this fic and kept rereading the same scenes over and over again. even after i had to force myself not to scroll through the scene where rabbit reads the newspaper with the picture of harry going out of draco’s apartment and harry tells him draco doesn’t mean anything to him, because i could physically feel my heart fucking shattering, i don’t regret a single second spent on reading this fic.

the secret identities were done immaculately, the exploration of drarry’s not-secret identities was even better, their relationship, in all its fucked-up interpretations, was just a masterpiece. i also really loved the take on the unspeakables here, as well as the plot line in general. the language, the jokes, the mortifying ordeal of watching these two losers circle each other and eventually, FINALLY, coming together, was absolutely magnificent. chef’s kiss. zero crumbs left. i think i reread the scene with harry and draco finally fighting together at the end, like, three times, i was so giddy about finally seeing them like this.

fucking destroyed by this👆

@letteredlettered is to this day one of my favorite writers, ever since i read “away childish things” (and what a fucking BANGER, oh my god) and i just keep stumbling into their works and leaving wrung dry and dazed on the other side of them. 93827251453850000027254134163738950926433163784861514322950/10, am DEFINITELY recommending, as well as all their other works, you will definitely not be disappointed.

also, i will NEVER get over the lettered’s fic summaries. truly don’t judge the book by it’s cover type of situation and i’m obsessed with it.

[trahoalai]

propaganda that doesn't work on me:

tiktok shop

that new katseye song sorryyy ig it's not for me

"personal style" I mentioned this before but theres also a rlly good EllaGoingGray essay on it. to summarize the clothes u wear should not be the most interesting thing about u, don't try and market urself like a brand bc ur a human person. this goes for online and irl also she's right in that rich ppl are kinda the only ones with the luxury to have a consistent style, they don't have to limit themselves to look professional or wear a work uniform. they can always dress for leisure time and when they do have a "uniform" it's self imposed and ppl are like wowww ur so cool and genius for wearing one thing over and over again. caring about fashion is totally superficial anyways I bet this is why ur so rich <3

the idea that stuff was better in the past, like ppl were tougher and the art and fashion was more fun. if ppl actually cared they could like research about how style and trends have evolved but alas </3 caring about trends means that ur vapid ig. there will always be annoying ppl and shitty art it's just that only the good parts get remembered lmao

high end makeup being better than drugstore.....not in this economy lolol who's paying for that. also perfumes the way a good perfume is judged on whether it attracts men, lasts several days, and projects onto everyone that encounters the wearer idkk it sucks. I like delicacy I like when the scent changes over time based on my skin chemistry I like standing close enough to someone to smell their perfume I like hearing the story behind what inspires certain fragrances. once again the clothes and perfume u choose is not enough to make ppl like u

"I don't dress for straight male validation this is for the girls and the gays <33" I get the intention but u could just dress for urself right

nonsense about abgs and oxford studies just let asian women live. I have a lot of thoughts about fetishization but Im also not an expert :/

those stories where misogyny is like never mentioned at all so they can introduce a man hating "feminist" strawman caricature of a feminist that whines about nothing and make her look extra stupid for laughs. like why is it necessary.....they're never taken seriously even when they pull the most vile shit too bc haha girls can't actually do harm she's just annoying. doesnt she know misogyny is a thing of the past. Im sure they are ppl like that irl but was it rlly so prevalent it had to be iterated in like. multiple old webcomics???? and it's not good faith criticism lets bfr thats just how feminists were/are viewed

ocean vuong

those short stories where the writer doesn't wanna be perceived as a loser(?) so they throw in random references to hard drugs partying and casual sex for shock value ig. like is it relevant.....am I meant to decipher it???? bc I don't think ppl's sexual preferences rlly say that much about them as a person it tries so hard to be introspective theres this Tone that almost circles back to "these ppl are hooking up and partying bc they are unhappy and have no self respect" ohhhh brotherrrrrr hobart pulp has some bangers but a lot of stories just sound like this to me. ig it's a reminder that mentioning "taboo" topics doesn't automatically make a work progressive (hazbin shade ngl)

body language analysts just mind ur own business bc theres no way

wearing dresses and skirts being seen as fancier, putting in more effort, trying too hard bitch Im sweaty. what now

that street interviewer with the frameless glasses istg ppl will thirst over a picket fence if it was thin and pale enough

the outrage over altering vintage clothes or furniture like why does this get ppl so upset no one's gonna alter *ur* belongings. this ties into the "everything was better in the past" mindset like god forbid the trends of the past get changed to fit the trends of now. once this girl upcycled her grandma's dress and someone commented "that should have been put in a museum" whyy tf would it be in a museum T_T archiving is important but ultimately clothes always look better worn by ppl

theres a lot of ammo 😬 u can use against american schools but I never understood being upset that kids show up in pajamas. dress codes are strict, some kids need to be comfy for gym or sports practice etc but also this is soooo harmless if u wanna dress up for school then what other kids wear should not stop u. also if enough ppl dgaf then u might stand out and get voted best dressed :00 yippee

[qnewsau]

Eurovision singer Miriana Conte confirms she's queer

New Post has been published on https://qnews.com.au/eurovision-singer-miriana-conte-confirms-shes-queer/

Eurovision singer Miriana Conte confirms she's queer

Miriana Conte, the singer representing Malta at the 2025 Eurovision Song Contest, has revealed that she’s queer – and has a girlfriend.

The 2025 Eurovision Song Contest is in Basel, Switzerland in May. In case you’ve been living under a rock, Miriana Conte is Malta’s pick for this year’s contest and her catchy banger Kant went viral.

The song’s title is the word for “singing” in Maltese. But the UK’s BBC objected to Miriana singing about “serving kant” on TV, with Eurovision bosses banning it as a result.

Earlier this month, Miriana unveiled a slightly reworked version of the track, retitled Serving, with the word removed.

Miriana Conte says she has a girlfriend

This week, Miriana Conte jumped on Instagram Live with another Eurovision 2025 singer to drop another bit of news.

Conte joined Finland’s Erika Vikman to discuss their prep for the contest and talk about their personal lives. During the chat, both women revealed they identify as queer.

“I think [the queer community] support us the most because they get the perspective, they get the message we’re trying to send,” Conte said.

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Just like the backlash over Miriana Conte’s Kant, Erika Vikman also said Eurovision bosses asked her to tone down her planned performance of Ich komme (I’m coming in English) after judging it too sexual.

Vikman said, “The queer community is so open-minded. You can express yourselves wildly with no limits and it’s accepted.

“That’s the healthiest community in the world. I feel I’m queer because I don’t know what I am, so I say always that I’m queer.”

Miriana added, “Same, I do have a girlfriend, I resonate with you. I don’t know exactly what I am and I don’t like to put a label on myself.

“I just fall in love with people for who they are, so we’re very much the same on this as well. Thank you for sharing, Erika, because I know sometimes it’s a bit difficult to talk about these things.

“The queer community is so free and open and you can be unapologetically yourself without explaining.”

Vikman concluded, “You don’t have to be scared to show who you are and who you love. It’s such a free place.

“I hope that all people in the world will someday see how it feels to be inside the queer community because it’s a healthy place.”

Australia is celebrating 10th year in Eurovision

Eurovision begins with the semi-finals on 13 May and 15 May, with the final taking place in Basel, Switzerland, on 17 May.

If Miriana Conte wins, she’ll bring the long-running contest home to Malta next year, which is one of Europe’s most progressive countries for LGBTQIA+ rights.

Meanwhile, Australia is celebrating its 10th anniversary of competing in Eurovision this year.

In Basel, WA singer Go-Jo will represent us with his song Milkshake Man.

In December, Joel Creasey and Myf Warhurst announced their departure as our commentators. We haven’t got any news on their replacement.

For the latest LGBTIQA+ Sister Girl and Brother Boy news, entertainment, community stories in Australia, visit qnews.com.au. Check out our latest magazines or find us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and YouTube.

[hasdrubal-gisco]

Eurovision '25 Semifinal 1 Early Review

Content and spoiler warning for Estonia, Iceland, Poland, Portugal, Slovenia, Sweden, Ukraine, Albania, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Croatia, Cyprus, The Netherlands, Norway, San Marino, Italy, Spain, Switzerland

Estonia - One of the few ones I've heard in advance of this review, have also been a fan of Tommy Cash for years. I heard he had to change the song because it was racist against Italians (it is). At time of writing, I think this will be in my Top 3. Based/10

Iceland - This is not good. This is nostalgia-bait for millenials and I will not fall for it. You are not Lindsey Stirling, you will never be Lindsey Stirling. For some reason they are flying the flag of the American State of Greenland. I thought this was for Europeans. This should not advance to the final/10

Poland - [Guy who just watched The Substance] Hooooly fuck okay guys listen I've got it. If the background dancers were not fat, it'd be a better performance but that still wouldn't fix the song. Jeszcze Polska nie zginęła/10

Portugal - Need to know why the Lusitanians are so sad about everything all the time. This is nice and I hope you guys don't use this as a pee break. It's not a winner but it belongs in the competition, I want it here. Saudade/10

Slovenia - Wow this is like Portugal if it was dogshit. "I don't want to be here" yeah we don't want you here either. I like the visuals of the performance, and I like that they pulled Slovenian David Duchovny out for this, maybe they should have given him a better song and made it in Slovenian. Slovenians in the chat, did this win like a local competition, or is this just someone's uncle ? Disappointing/10

Sweden - I kind of like this, I hope they make it a little more Hitleric for Eurovision, and that they make that guy look less like Johnny Depp. Also you should not cover with a towel in the sauna. Your balls should be out. This will advance into the final because it is Sweden and not because it's good. After glancing at the Wiki, this also appears to be an irredentist entry as the evil Swedes try to sate their thirst for their settler-colonialism on native Finnish clay (permafrost) <- joke, obviously. Tree emoji in display name/10

Ukraine - Nth year running of Ukraine sending a banger. Once again, I hope they keep the costuming and the set. Lead singer is a great option for any lesbians thinking about giving men a try. $100b worth of weapons/10

Albania - I say this every year but I love love love that Albanians just love to look evil. They should keep doing it. This is good and ethnic and I love her weird bald evil sidekick. Good, same as every year/10

Azerbaijan - Get Lucky by Daft Punk feat. Pharell Williams if it was bad. Strumming a Turkic banjo doesn't make it a different song dude. Didn't even have any zoroastrian subliminal messaging. I hope Armenia bombs you/10

Belgium -

Negative one trillion points for looking like an annoying He/They woman. Might as well wear a septum piercing at this point dude. ?????/10

Croatia - TikTok music, you just know he does the half-turn cut between his Good and Evil versions. Croatia is on a multiyear run of sending the worst songs in the batch. Reverse Oluja/10

Cyprus - This is also awful, I hope the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus becomes the Turkish Republic of Whole-Ass Cyprus/10

The Netherlands - This would be a normal entry if it was for a real country like France or Belgium (<- real, not fake, country) or Luxembourg (<- real, not fake, country) or Switzerland (<- real, not fake, country). They sent this guy because last time they sent a 6'3" blond white guy and got disqualified. This is obvious to everyone with eyes. DEI/10

Norway - Engineered in a lab to appeal to women on hormonal birth-control, which is not what I am. This could sweep the illegitimate judges, and if it does, I want that twink obliterated. Nothing/10

San Marino - This is also racist against Italians somehow. This is good and this year I will make an exception and not suggest that San Marino should bring Pitbull (American singer). Woah mamma mia/10

Italy - Italian Michael Jackson ending explained. Jokes aside, this is what Eurovision is about. Watched San Remo for like 15 minutes, glad this won instead of one of the not so good performances I caught. Top quartile/10

Spain - The song is passable, but don't let that distract you from the more sinister thing going on here. They are trying to normalize being attracted to women with fetal alcohol syndrome, but we simply aren't. Stop trying, it's never going to happen. This would have maybe just barely scraped its way into the final if it did not get there by default and should place in the lower half in the final. Learn from your depressed younger sibling/10

Switzerland - This is good and belongs in the final. Nice to see a serious entry, we love a #normalgirl. #normalgirl/10

Final conclusion - Wide spread of quality, the ones that are bad are really bad, and the ones that are good are really good. Sparsely populated middle. Crazy how Italy themed songs are three for three. I think there are 10 songs here that actually deserve to advance, pleasantly surprised.

[somelonelywordmonger]

I nervously wait for the moment when I run into some older guy who judges me on my appearance and for my love of Pink Floyd. "Oh you like Pink Floyd, do ya!? Name one song that isn't from The Dark Side of The Moon. Bet you can't."

And then I just hit him with this absolute banger from Ummagumma that I truly love: "Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict" and then I proudly cross my arms and go "hmph" smugly.

But I am nervous because while my autism knows it, my ADHD dictates that we 1. never remember from which album this comes from off the bat as, for me, Ummagumma, A Saucerful of Secrets, Piper at the Gates of Dawn, and sometimes Atom Heart Mother tend to blur together which makes me have to dig through the albums to find where it is. And 2. the name of that song is about as ridiculous as the song itself and I can't remember all of that LMAO.

Anyway, you all should give it a listen for a good laugh. It is pretty avant-garde, Waters. LOL

Wikipedia Article on the Song

[yasii3]

HZ083 preview spoilers under cutoff!!

AMEMOM REVEALED!!!!

Probably

It’d be funny if this turned out to be his aunt, or grandma or smth

Going with this is his mom, then most of us were right in thinking that Crave was married into the family, and presumably Ame’s mom was who was bio related to Gibeon, cause she looks exactly like Gibeon

Do yall think we’ll get to know about her?? Like what happened to her? Amethio’s never mentioned her before, so I suspect she’s passed away, and judging by the giant portrait on the wall, I think that confirms it.

Also, Ame’s house tour?? Maybe? I just want to know more about him😭😭 82 episodes in and we know practically nothing about him

And god, let us know Amemom’s name, I wanna have a little more of my family tree complete

It’s be cool if we learned his grandma’s story too, and how her and Gibeon met, because in all the flashbacks we saw, he was the third wheel in the trio (haha L), there weren’t even any background characters important enough in their journey to be candidates lol

I’m just so excited about getting a Thio-centric episode after so long, last one was Amethio and Liko(which, by the way, was an absolute banger of an episode)

Oh that topic, hopefully we see the two interact with each other again soon, hopefully in HZ084, because Amethio’s definitely gonna go back into screen time jail after this episode if he’s not in the one after😭😭

Anywho, see yall if I have anything more to say, or my comments once the episode comes out!!

[kevin-the-bruyne]

ABYSS OPEN FOR ENTRY AGAIN!!!!! HUZZAH!!! I hope you’re doing well 🫶

about your post about how first struggles to sing. Girl. Everytime i reach First’s part in your world is my world (or wtv kt’s ost for the eclipse was called you get it) I’m kinda just sitting there, head held in both my hands. Troubled. It is such a hard listen. I love my boy and his voice—100% open to listening to him yap but dear god you’d need to be high to find that part of the song good. And It’s THE WAY AUTOTUNE DOESNT FUCKING HELP if anything it’s made it worse?….like……..WHO’S ALLOWING THIS?? which is why I’m all the more impressed and appreciative of “my fuel” !! (questionable title choice for a show with possible car fuckers but aight ig) he absolutely tore that shit down 💯🔊🔊banger song. THAT’S GROWTH you can tell JUST how badly he wanted this to be good and how hard he’s worked for it and god I’m so fond of this man. Its kinda apparent from his recent live performance that he struggles to sing it well live but uh he’s cute so I’m eating it up like a eight course meal with digestive medicines after ❤️‍🔥 no complains

Would love to hear your thoughts on this

oh ho ho ho? oh ho?? time for another answer that will have first kanaphan fangirls come throw nani off a cliff.

you're right about one thing he has gotten much better from 'Your World, My World' and that I suppose is something though what?? 😭

What standard am I supposed to judge 'My Fuel' on 😅 The very first song I thought of when I heard My Fuel was Pond Naravit's Only One like I love that song and it even made it into my top 50 played of the year it was released. But you can tell from the way they both sing that...they can't sing. I don't know how to explain it - like there's this charmingly awkward lilt of a man singing while held at gunpoint???

Which -the awkwardness of love blossoming in the heart of local man in constant danger - kind of goes well with both Kant and Palm. Like as singles? Let's not-let's not be gratuitously unkind 😅. But in the context of these characters and function this song plays in the story? It is rather delightful. Like I loved that they forced Pond to sing Only One, his impassioned 'Oho OOoooo' was exactly the kind of noise that Palm would make belting out his heartfelt desire for Nuengdiao 😂 and same with Kant there's this impatience with which First sings it which is actually just...anxiety from finishing one line and quickly having to pick up the beat of the next one...but fits Kant so well.

And the lives...man First is certainly singing live isn't he? Everyone got occupational hazards lmao. I think similarly he's learned to sing live because I don't even-what am I supposed to say about it other than it's happening 😂 Up until recently not only was First singing poorly but he was making Khaotung's singing worse too 🤣🤣🤣🤣

First has definitely learned to cut his losses and instead of seeing through every disastrous note to the end he just stops and picks up the next one. Like he's actually performing now instead of being Khaotung's Very Nervous Backup. Like some of that delight on his face is that of a performer's which I've been seeing more and more of. I love how hard everyone is working for this and making marked improvements. But sometimes I do think about why it's necessary...

First's 'My Fuel' performance in the Cambodia Fanday is how singers performing on stage who have a sore throat will often sing 😭😭😭😭 I'm not- I'm really not trying to be mean to First, if you can't hear beats you can't hear beats and you can tell he loses his thread when the fans scream the most. Like if he suddenly stops hearing the song what is he supposed to do?

But First Kanaphan didn't invent the concept of Beautiful Men Who Should Not Sing Being Forced To Sing that's just a core part of idol culture. He's certainly found a way to make it work for him and is using what Khaotung calls his 'natural' cuteness to his advantage.

thank you for the ask <3 I'm happy to see you're excited to see me back.