#*wendy williams voice* now come on now....

[amiharana]

not to actually be delusional but why does revali have gold shit braided into his hair and why does it lowkey match link's hair color.

[blistering-typhoons]

haha yes, love listening to ben willbond grunt and breathe heavily, you know, for comedy

[via-l0ve]

I'd love to see more Supernatural stuff like "would you love me if I was a worm?", please! c:

Calling The Spn Boys Really Cringey Nicknames (preference!)

a/n: i literally love you sm. when you requested this i was fr begging my brain to come up with ANYTHING and then boom here you are so thank you sm for this :)) i wasn’t sure if you meant like preferences or a funny little chaotic write up so i did both :) hope you enjoy!! (wendy williams is such a meme.)

Warnings: swearing, chaos tbh, not proofread

characters included: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Crowley

Dean:

Sam was in the room and you know you gotta mess with the moose man

you walk up to dean all innocent and you hand him a beer you got from the fridge.

“here you go, honey bunches.” insert voice you use when talking to a puppy

dean stared for a second before going

“thanks?”

“of course, Schmoopie.”

HELP

Sam rn:

You just walk away like it’s normal and go back to doing whatever you’re doing and sam is literally DISGUSTED

after a couple of seconds he just goes

“schmoopie?” bro is about to cry hes so dead cus wtf is that nickname

“yeah?” you respond, shrugging.

“never say that again.” Sam deadpans and Dean gets up to walk to you.

“what the hell was that nickname.” he asks, a HINT of a blush on his face.

you smiled. “i think it’s cute!”

he literally looks scared.

“stop it. never again.” SHIVER ME TIMBERS

you scarred the poor man and his brother

Sam:

He’s working late on research for a case you guys are in town for and he’s delirious

you bring him a coffee and decide to fuck with him a little bit

“here’s your coffee, Sammy.”

“oh, thank you y/n”

“anything for my cutie patootie!” you kiss his head and walk away

he’s literally going 👁️👄👁️

maybe he’s delirious but he’s not psycho (maybe)

him rn:

“y/n.. what?”

you just turn around all innocent

“what? cant i call you my cutie patootie? or would you rather me call you my schnuckums?”

“what the fuck.”

“y/n. go to bed.”

you made him go to bed because he thought he was hallucinating

castiel:

my precious baby

he totally asked dean all about pet names and stuff and dean was like “STAY AWAY FROM THESE ONES..”

so when you call him your poopsie he’s like 🤨

but he dosent wanna do anything weird so he goes

“love you too, Schmoop.”

GOODBYE.

he fought back

now it’s your turn to actively cringe

you when he fought back:

he tells dean about it the next day and dean is in absolute SHAMBLES

i love cas he deserves nothing but love and support

he would totally keep calling you that name just to see you die inside every time

he loves you

i love him

he’d research cringe couple names and come across Petite Chou (small cabbage) in french and call you that

everyone would think it was something cute and meant a lot

Small Cabbage

Crowley:

i honest to god feel like crowley has seen so much and you’re so chaotic he wouldn’t even bat an eye

“i love you baby cakes!!”

“mhm. love you too, y/n.”

“hey my schmoople!”

“hi y/n.”

“how was your day, snuffleuffagus?”

“good. how was yours, love?”

he’s so used to you and your antics tbh he honestly thinks it’s hilarious

but he isn’t even phased anymore lol

you guys are a power couple

[realmsdelght]

Cardigan; Ellie Williams

Summary: Ellie wakes up alone, and in the search for her girl, she discovers a whole new side to her lover

Warning: no just pure fluff

Word count: 770 really short and sweet dabble

The crack left open on the window allowed the spring breeze to fill the room, the chilly breeze hugged Ellie’s body. The girl ran hot, so she unconsciously welcomed the wind, but her peacefulness was taken away once she turned and was met with nothing but emptiness. Ellie woke up, her eyes weren’t open yet, but she instantly missed the warm body that was always in between her arms during the night. 

“Babe,” she called, but nothing but silence filled the small house. The silence made the girl jump up from the bed, eyes wide open now. “Babe,” she shouted now, almost running around her small house, hoping somewhere in between those walls the voice she loved so much would respond. 

When she was met with silence again, Ellie decided to go out. The girl slipped her converse on, and she even grabbed her girlfriend’s stupid cardigan. Ellie’s feet hit the gravel as she runned towards the center of the town, hoping someone on patrol had seen her girlfriend. 

“Hey Ellie, you good?” One of the younger guys asked, but Ellie couldn’t bother to remember his name at the moment.

 “Have you seen my girl?” She asked.

“Yeah, she is in the hall. Like always,” like always, Ellie’s brain couldn’t comprehend what that meant, but she knew she had to make sure her girlfriend was alright.

Pushing the hall doors was the first time of the night that Ellie’s ears were met with sound, music, and a sweet melody followed by an even sweeter voice.

“Baby?” The auburn haired girl called, and the music stopped. Walking to the middle of the hall, Ellie was met with the most beautiful sight she has ever seen.

“Ellie?” She asked, turning around from the piano.

The Williams girl rushed towards her girlfriend, pulling her into a hug, “babe, I was so worried.”

“Why were you worried?” The girl asked, confused.

“I woke up and you weren’t there. Do you come here often?” Ellie asked.

“Yeah… like every night. I like to write,” the girl showed her girlfriend her notebook.

“Every night?” Ellie was in awe, she picked up the notebook, flipping through pages and pages of songs written on those pages. “You write songs?” the girl nodded, “can you sing me anything?” 

 The girl gave Ellie her best smile, before turning to the piano and caressing the keys. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before she started playing.

To kiss in cars and downtown bars

Was all we needed

The memory of the two of them inside a car they found during patrol flooded Ellie’s mind.

You drew stars around my cars

But now I’m bleedin’

Ellie still had the stars her girl drew on her back.

‘Cause I knew you

Steppin’ on the last train

Marked me like a bloodstain, I

I knew you

Tried to change the ending

Peter losing Wendy, I

I knew you

Leavin’ like a father 

The auburn haired girl frowned, her girl never talked about her father, but now she knew she wrote about him.

Running like water, I

And when you are young, they assume you know nothing

But I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss

Their matching tattoos.

I knew you’d hunt all of my what-ifs

The smell of smoke would hang around this long

‘Cause I knew everything when I was young

I knew I’d curse you for the longest time

Flashes of their breakup appeared in Ellie’s mind.

Chasin’ shadows in the grocery line

I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired

And you’d be standin’ in my front porch light

And I knew you’d come back to me

You’d come back to me

Tears filled her eyes as her girl sang.

And when I felt like I was on old cardigan

Under someone’s bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

“Are you crying?”  The girl asked as Ellie sniffed. 

“I didn’t know you felt like that. Did you really feel like a cardigan?” Ellie hugged her.

The girl chuckled, “I love this song, it’s how we found our way back to each other.”

“I love you,” the Williams girl pulled her into a sweet kiss.

Pulling away, eyes closed and noses touching, it was the closest the two girls have ever felt, “I love you too Els.” 

“Thank you for sharing your song with me,” Ellie pulled her into a kiss again. As she pulled away, Ellie had one more thing she needed to know, “who the fuck are Peter and Wendy?” Ellie could hear her favorite laugh as she finished the question. 

[sapphire-drawings]

Hey Sapphire! In your adult Webber/ Wendy au, could you please describe and talk about Wendy’s statues. Because, not all the survivors know her, and that is like the way they see her beyond the radio’s voice. And, I imagine, she portrays herself different from how Maxwell portrays herself, because she isn’t seeking fame and its greatness. Also, your Au is great, and I pretend to write about it, so, do you have any problems if I post it?

Quick-ish reply cuz you got me thinking and the truth is... I've no idea what's Wendy's role in the Au

But first

Anyone's free to write, to draw or whatever they please with this Au. I'm not the owner of the originals, this is just something I came up with for funsies and obsession

Just don't put things in my mouth for "what's canon and what's not" and tag me so I can see it!! ^^

Although if I like someone's idea I'll ask to make it canon lmao

Now get ready for some random nonsense.

Or don't read it and just enjoy the drawing, whatever please your eyes

The original idea was for her to be a magician just like canon Maxwell and Abigail would be her assistant. Carter Sisters' magic show or something

But my Au is weird and not planned at all

Abby is also Jack and Will's mother (weird, I'm aware) so, How is she the assistant/Next-Constant-Queen and mother mourning her "dead" sister and children?? (well, Jack is the only one dead for real)

...I'll be rambling from this point forward, sorry but not really

Abby HAS to die thanks to something Wendy did

What if... Wendy's show is the medium type? She "contacts" spirits and fortune telling stuff. She's a failure until the codex appears. By this point she lost contact with the family, (hence why William and Jack don't recognize her at first glance (A simple "she looks like mom but not quite")) focusing in what the canon says, fortune and glory seeking evolving into greed.

Then Abby goes after her??? For some reason???

They reunite and Wendy is too stubborn to go back and then They cause an accident that takes Abby's life but as far as she knows it was Wendy's fault??

And her last act before everything goes down to hell is an attempt to bring her back through the codex?????

Or something different I can't think of??????????

...

...................

...Few on the only things I know is that I want Wendy to still be involved in spiritualism to decipher the Codex while baby William got into dark arts as an attempt to bring Jack back. "Why would you? that doesn't makes sense" you may think

1.- None of this makes sense so shut up. I can't think that far

2.- I want William to still being able to create shadow puppets cuz I have a comic idea where he spawns one by accident and Jack haunts it and "gains a body". Mr. Webber puts a painful stop to it to prevent any possible danger or corruption and blah blah blah-

Ssssoooooooooo yeah

Everything's a mess but I'm glad you guys are enjoying the ride

I'll update you if I ever come up with a "canon" timeline)? and what not (I won't get mad if you come up with ideas to help either.....)

[lakynofficial]

What The Hell Is Going On With Red Carpets?

So, the Golden Globes are on tonight. *Wendy Williams voice* Clap if you care.

That's what I thought.

Once upon a time, at least as recently as my childhood, even if you didn't see any of the films that were nominated at the Golden Globes or any of the shows nominated at the Emmys, or any of the plays nominated at the Tonys, you'd still tune in to the red carpet coverage to see rich people at their best: playing dress up in clothes none of us can afford.

But that time has clearly passed. 'Cause what the hell is this?

Now, I haven't watched The Bear, but does Ayo Edebiri play a dishwasher? What are those gloves?

Never mind the noticeable absence of neck adornment with many perfectly fine gowns that absolutely need jewelry, what is going on!? All the wrinkled gowns, poor (or no) tailoring, ugly poufs and peplums and some of the worst shoe choices I've ever seen in my life could all be excused if it weren't all such a bore.

Minds much smarter than I have speculated that there's truly nothing new left to be done. I don't believe it. What I do believe, however, is that celebrities are scared to do it. Scared to go too far, scared to really push the envelope for fear they'll be eviscerated on social media, and so they go for what's safe and...still get eviscerated on social media.

But why are they so afraid of us not liking their outfits? Who the hell are we? Back in the day, you had Joan Rivers to impress, you had tabloids at the cash register of every supermarket just itching to put you on the Worst Dressed List, and, usually, no stylist to create your vision and make it the best it could possibly be. How have we gone so far backwards in a world that accepts Crocs as a valid fashion choice?

My earliest fashion WOW moment was Celine Dion and her backwards Galliano tuxedo which, if you're well-versed in fashion lore, you know was a total flop at the time. But we look back on it now as one of the most daring, iconic looks of the 90s.

Now, I can admit that a lot has been done, so maybe there is a lot less left to do, but, it seems like nobody wants to even try to make a moment that no one has ever seen before, and I can't help but think about how if the celebs are too scared, regular people have to be terrified to try to push the envelope. I mean, not to constantly go back to the oversaturation of pre-packaged aesthetics that one only needs to add to cart to create an entirely new identity, but, it does appear that we, as a collective, are in a real dry spell when it comes to newness. Even those constant new aesthetics are just repackaging of old ideas. Has a fear of social media backlash permeated the masses? Are we all paralyzed at the idea of being a little "out there" lest some faceless TikTokUser30592058 say something mean?

Maybe. Or maybe I could be speaking too soon. Perhaps we'll look back on some the neck-less looks of today with fondness. I could certainly make a case for Jessica Chastain's dress being one of the best tonight if only she had gone the extra mile to actually style it.

But, I don't know. When I imagine the 2023 version of a 7-year-old Lakyn--the aspiring fashion designer she was--looking at the red carpet today, I just don't see that WOW moment. Does anyone feel inspired by this?

And where the F$%K are the necklaces!!??!

[passengerpigeons]

how has no one played tagelharpa and banjo together. [Wendy Williams Voice] come on now ladies let's get DRONING.

[elektroblues]

Rank Alan's looks from less to most babygirl

12 - this subhuman alan photographed by paul heartfield in particular. he's not babygirl he looks like he could ruin my life ☹ i hope he does . Who said that

11 - unsound methods. Wendy Williams Voice he's very attractive to me in a scary kind of way. i don't mind a scary man.... from afar! ......y'know.............? ..hm......... 🤔

10 - sgr. WHORE. next

9 - sofad. he's just flat out hot sawry

8 - mftm. also just flat out hot come on now

7 - liquid. only not the least babygirl bc hes the wettest most pathetic man ever his hair is always messy for teenage girls to tuck it back behind his ears

6 - vlt/bloodline. it's the forehead curls you get it you get it he's unbelievable

5 - CTA. makes me sing what's your name? in my head oooohhh he is just a little ceelin chewable lookit him

4 - ABF. milchbubi

3 - selected/post-ashib. at the top bc i pretty much conflate sH and selected LOOK THE BOTTOMLINE IS . hes my baby boy

2 - subhuman part 2 for these photos alone <3333 i want to wrap him up like a burrito and poke him like xiaolongbao

1 - '85/bc, specifically blond alan. yeah

[meatmensch]

*wendy williams voice* halloween is my favorite thing, 'cause i always feel as though that's a free pass for the chiller. LET THE CHILLER GET YOU! i like halloween; i think it's for ghouls, and goblins, and for the chiller in disguise to come and hug you. regular scarves have the ends where the chiller can just come and snuggle up with you. i don't wanna play music in the shower 'cause i wanna know if the chiller is coming. don't you keep a vibrator from yankee stadium in your night table drawer? they're so convenient, all you have to do - BUZZ! - one time with the chiller! i've been aware of the chiller...since birth. [now, i hear you think people are always gonna come and hug you.] oh the chiller! and well, what was she doing in the living room? 'cause that's where the chiller is. and now we live in north jersey - [there?] yes, well, the chiller. you know i believe in a lot of things, including the chiller. [you never know who you can meet online - ] the chiller! he sounds like the chiller. he's the chiller. the chiller is everywhere. he sounds like he's the chiller. THE CHILLER IS ON THE LOOSE!

[truckreincarnation]

To Quote Wendy Williams, "THE KILLER IS ESCAPING!" | Bian Le | Trial 3.1 | ATTN: Shin | RE: Esmee, Manami

"I... I think I know who the third person is. Well, not exactly who. But I can narrow it down and put some label on it...?"

Bian speaks up suddenly. Her voice is still small, and it wavers silently, but she seems to be stable enough to keep going. After her outbursts in the past trial, she's doing everything she can to stay calm and not fall back into panic.

"It mostly hinges on what I saw, and what others have claimed to see. I'd have to hear from Shin to confirm a few things, but for now... I should start with my own testimony.

...I was in the storage room alone from 7 to 8:15PM. There were so few memories left, and I was worried that mine would be next. Mine is... it's very graphic, is all I feel comfortable sharing. I wanted to be alone if it hit, so I chose a place I didn't think anyone would go. This means that whoever took the lance Manami, Esmee and I found broken in the storage room had to come after that point.

After that, I left for the fountain area. Nao was there, so I said hi. I also saw Avery and Theophania, but they were having a conversation, so I didn't want to interrupt. I was only there for about two minutes.

After, I left for the smithy, and I stayed there until the body was found. I got there at about 8:18PM. I talked with the Smith for some time. I saw a few people come and go, interestingly. Vee got there at around 8:40PM, and joined our chat. It was a very tame conversation, all things considered. Vee then left at 9:20PM. I decided to just draw in silence while the Smith worked,,, parallel play does wonders...

I was alone again until 10:02, when Nao came by. I showed them my drawing, and then looked around at the Smith's items for a bit. They didn't buy anything, though. They were gone 10:15. Only ten minutes later, at 10:25, Shin showed up for a moment. I assume he could sense Frank was in danger since they were bond mates. He ran off, and only three minutes later was the body found.

The only question I have is how long was Shin searching? This might narrow things down, but... we'll have to see."

With her testimony out of the way, Bian starts to sketch something out in her journal, nodding to herself.

"I'll be blunt. The killer had to be the "third unknown person."  Esmee and Manami are completely correct. There's many reasons for this... but I can explain it.

For one, Meili died at 10:23, and Shin found the body only five minutes later. Frank was never killed, too. This seems... off to me. It's a fortunate coincidence that Frank can't remember anything, yes? You would think the killer would make sure to take Frank out too. They could've falsely assumed he died already, but still... that's a giant risk to take... unless the killer somehow knew Frank wouldn't remember this, leaving him alive was extremely risky.

And with how narrow the timeframe was, I don't know if the killer could've left the scene before Shin arrived. That's a five minute time frame, which may be doable, but I can't imagine the killer immediately taking off. They likely would've been trying to clean up, dispose evidence- anything else. They also could've been waiting to see if Frank passed naturally- means less of a headache or evidence against them....

We tested this, and the killer could've been caught with the fountain's secret entrance open. They likely had to be careful. Which leads me to my next point... the killer had to use hide in plain sight. They could've also used it during the murder or right after to be safe, too. This way, if the body was found, they could easily run out and come in while pretending to have an alibi.

Not only that- the murder itself started in the fountain room, up the stairs. We all saw the damage there... the killer could've hid in plain sight there with how visible the room is. Just in case somebody went in, right? They also could've been trying to sneak up on Frank and Meili. There's many possibilities, but... they all suggest hiding in plain sight.

If that isn't enough... why else would someone hide in plain sight at the scene of the crime right after it took place? If someone came so close to the time of the murder to hide in plain sight, then they had to have seen the killer. An accomplice is pointless, because it's all risk and no reward, especially when getting the killer wrong still puts the accomplice at risk. If someone stayed behind for other reasons, that'd only cast false suspicion on them... the killer has to be the third person."

Bian stares back down at her journal, frowning, before suddenly turning the pages to the end- opening up the magic journal.

"I almost forgot... this isn't relevant to my point, but Frank and Meili made plans in the journal after Frank's memory was shared. They were going to play music together. It's right in there if you look..."

[ear-worthy]

Pod-Alization: Amplify Color On Black Broadcaster; Intel Podcast Gets Tech-Nical; What Had Happened Was Season Four

Amplify Color podcast focuses on legendary African American Broadcaster Cathy Hughes

Warner Music Group's in-house podcast network, Interval Presents, debuted its latest episode of its newest series, "Amplify Color" hosted by Ryan Cameron, a 2x Emmy winner, the host of “Voice of Atlanta,” a member of the Georgia and Black Radio Hall of Fame, and long-time Atlanta DJ. In the most recent episode, Ryan Cameron discusses the life and legacy of Cathy Hughes. When she was just in her early 30s, Cathy Hughes created the largest African-American broadcasting company in the United States. This did not come without extreme adversity. When looking to buy her first radio station, she was denied bank loans 34 times. Listeners will hear how Cathy’s persistence and determination led not only to the creation of a new radio format, but to Cathy becoming the second-wealthiest Black woman in America. Her impact and legacy have changed Black radio forever. Produced by Double Elvis, the 14-episode “Amplify Color” series tells the stories of how trailblazers like Charlamagne tha God, Wendy Williams, Big Boy, Sway Calloway, and more have left an undeniable impact on the radio industry. The next upcoming episodes will discuss the life of Dyana Williams who is an activist for the rights of Black musicians and Tom Joyner who was nicknamed America’s “Fly Jock” and was the #1 voice of Black radio for over 25 years.

Intel's podcast highlights how technology can help paralysis patients

Technically Speaking: An Intel Podcast is, no surprise, a podcast produced by Intel. This show highlights how technologies such as smartphones, smaller computer chips, 3D ultrasound machines and implants that can help paralysis patients regain movement are revolutionizing the way we live, work and grow. Tune in on Tuesdays every other week to learn more about how Intel and its teams of engineers are at the start of many of these innovations impacting the future of society and humanity.

What Had Happened Was podcast announces fourth season

Talkhouse has announced the fourth season of What Had Happened Was, devoted to exploring the life, legacy and indispensable work of Ahmir "Questlove" Thompson. For the past three installments of the revelatory podcast series, host and rapper Open Mike Eagle has profiled legendary creators in hip-hop through in-depth interviews discussing their impact and immense catalogs. Previous subjects include DJ Prince Paul (De La Soul, Handsome Boy Modeling School), El-P (Company Flow, Run the Jewels), and most recently A&R/producer Dante Ross, but now the focus will shift to the Oscar and GRAMMY-winning drummer, DJ, producer, director, culinary entrepreneur, best-selling author and bandleader. Together, Open Mike Eagle and Questlove will unpack all the stories behind The Roots' first four albums, his personal rise alongside Black Thought, Dilla, D'Angelo and Jill Scott, and so much more over the course of the upcoming episodes, dropping on a weekly basis beginning next Wednesday, October 11th. Subscribe to What Had Happened Was, and learn more in Season 4's trailer out today: WATCH As the flagship show from Open Mike Eagle's own Stony Island Audio network, What Had Happened Was is helping to bring "both hip-hop history and future legends to the podcast space," says Fast Company magazine. "There is perhaps no better venue for a rap legend to spill their guts than What Had Happened Was…but Stony Island Audio's strength is the variety of subgenres it spans, and its emphasis on the kinds of stories that fall between the cracks."

[rivensoerthe]

Asked ChatGPT to answer the question "Is Reality What It Seems?" in the voice of Wendy Williams and got the following answer!

Sure, here's an attempt to present these philosophical and scientific theories in a style reminiscent of Wendy Williams, the television host known for her lively and gossipy style.

Naive Realism: Okay, so first we got Naive Realism. Now, darling, this is as straightforward as it gets. This is like when you see a hotdog and you think, it's just a hotdog. No secret ingredients, no hidden calories. Naive Realism is saying what you see is what you get.

Representationalism: Now, let's spill some tea with Representationalism, honey. Think of your favorite celebrity's Instagram. You know, the perfect makeup, the glamorous outfits, the exotic vacations. But behind the scenes, it ain't all that perfect. That's what Representationalism is saying about reality. We see the Insta-version, honey, not the behind-the-scenes mess.

Idealism: Next up is Idealism, sweethearts. Imagine this – you're dreaming about Channing Tatum, and you wake up feeling all good because for a moment, that was your reality. Idealism is suggesting that the world is like that dream. It's what your mind makes of it.

Phenomenalism: Then we got Phenomenalism. This is like going to one of those 3D art museums where everything is a flat painting but looks like it's popping out of the wall. According to Phenomenalism, things only exist as you perceive them. It's all about that perspective, darling!

Quantum Physics: Oh, here comes the big one – Quantum Physics! So you know Schrodinger's cat? This kitty is both alive and dead until you open the box and take a peek. Until then, everything's possible. It's like those ambiguous texts from your man. You don't know if it's a break-up text or he's just hangry until you actually meet him.

Simulation Theory: Last but not least, we have the Simulation Theory. This is like saying we're all just characters in a super high-tech version of The Sims, controlled by some uber-advanced civilization. So next time you find yourself standing in the kitchen wondering why you're there, you know who to blame!

So, my lovelies, that's your dose of reality, or should I say, realities! Ain't it just a fabulous mess?

[randomobsessionsofa30something]

My top 20 kpop songs of 2022

Long time no see!!! It's been a while since I wrote in this blog but I thought I would come back to give you my favorite things of kpop and korean dramas of 2022. First off my favorite songs of the year!

H.M. IVE- Love Dive. Fun song. Honestly I didn't like it the first time I listened to it but it's just so catchy.

20. Mamamoo-ILLELLA. Mamamoo always brings the vocals and this is a feel good song for me.

19. Got the beat-step back. This was released in January and the lyrics left a lot to be desired but the vocals are just insane. I mean BOA, Winter, Seulgi and Wendy, is there more to say? Of course Hyo and Karina killed it too!!

18. Red Velvet-Feel my rythm. This song grew on me. At first I thought it was fun yet weird but as most Red Velvet songs I ended up loving it.

17. Crush ft. J-hope- Rush hour. Crush came back with a bang this year and you know you can count on him delivering vocals but I wasn't expecting to see him do this style of song and has a bit of a Pharrell Williams vibe. J-HOPE rap style went very well with it.

16. ENHYPEN-Polaroid love. Catchy and sweet pop song. This song brightens up my day when I listen to it.

15. AESPA-GIRLS. The fourth episode in their saga against the villain Black Mamba comes to an end with this song. And it brings everything we've come to love from Aespa: great vocals, crazy beat changes and a fun storyline.

14. JAY PARK-Bite. I've always loved Jay Park's vocals more than his rap but in this song both of them shine.

13. TREASURE-JIKJIN. I didn't know how I felt about the beat on the chorus the first few times I listened to this but once again I got hooked and became addicted to it.

12. NCT DREAM-GLITCH MODE. In some ways NCT DREAM has become my favorite NCT sub unit. They just have a great energy and this song has the right amount of witty lyrics, harmonies and a catchy chorus.

11. KEY-GASOLINE. I was about to post this entry when I realized I had left this song out of my list! I don't know why it slipped my mind when this was just EPIC and I'm not talking just about the MV. KEY has really made it this past couple of years when it comes to variety shows so without much to prove he really went all out for this year's comeback. It was almost like he saw the gap TAEMIN left and was like I'm gonna give you everything that is missing in the industry right now: bold styling choices, with a beat full of charisma and a crazy choreo. Why? Because he can.

10. SEULGI- 28 Reasons. Seulgi made her solo debut and it was amazing. For me she is a female Taemin. Not only can she execute complex choreos but she proved she is full of charisma. The lyrics of this song are dark about a toxic relationship but the beat and Seulgi's vocals make it a song you won't get tired of.

9. CHEN-LAST SCENE. If you have a beating heart this song will hit you right in the feels. The first time I listened to it I cried and I'm not a crier. He can convey so much with his voice. Our talented Kim Jongdae is back from the military so all we can do is enjoy his music.

8. WINNER-I LOVE U. I can't get enough of this silly love song. Kang Seungyoon's high notes, Jinwoo's sweet vocals and the rappers witty lyrics make this such a pleasant listen. Definitely one of my most played songs of the year.

7. TAEYEON-INVU. This dance song with off the charts vocals made Taeyeon look different to me. We all know she can sing it all but this song was such a trend and it was no surprise she made it to the top of the korean charts.

6. Zico-Freak. Zico does it all. Singing, producing, rapping and dancing. Such a fun song about being a freak in a apocalyptic world.

5. TXT-Good boy gone bad. Not gonna lie. When TXT debuted I wasn't a fan but this year they really stood out for me. And my favorite song of them is this one. I love the chorus, the attitude an the vocals.

4. KANG SEUNG YOON-Born to love you. According to Spotify this was my most listened kpop song of the year. Honestly I was surprised because the first time I listened to it I was like cute song but I wish Seungyoon had chosen more of a belter because I love his head voice high notes. But it's so addictive. Bang Yedam is a great producer and I hope he does more of it now that he left TREASURE.

3. BIG BANG-Still life. This song is bittersweet. We all expected a grand comeback from BIG BANG after their military service. Scandals and the pandemic pushed it until this year. Sadly we only got one song and as of today only GDRAGON and TAEYANG remain with YG so we don't know how long it will take to get another comeback. However the song itself is another BIGBANG master piece. The lyrics that talk about the past. My favorite part: Taeyang's vocals.

2. BLACKPINK- Pink Venom. It seems I just keep repeating myself but when I listened to this song I was put off by the chorus. Then again fast forward a month and I found myself obsessed with this song. The old school rap beats with the trendy dance beat is just crazy good and also so YG.

1. Be'O-Love me. I said this last year but I fell just like half of Korea for BE'O in Show Me The Money. And sometimes in reality shows they do great and then when they release their stuff afterwards I don't necessary love it but BE'O can do no wrong in my eyes these days. His songs tend to be straight forward and have uncomplicated beats and this feel good song just made my 2022 happier.

[stressedemoblackbratz]

i love you

pairing: carmelo hayes x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, semi cheating (?), and fighting.

a/n: a carmelo fic was requested with no plot so i put down some angst. i was working on this and noticed i pulled pieces from different timelines. hopefully it’s not too confusing, but i just got to writing and we ended up here. i hope you enjoy!

words: 1,387 + not proofread

do you love me baby? i know you love me baby.

today was too much. Bron was running around flexing his titties, toxic attraction was just picking up a toxic odor in the halls, Dakota was shaking in a corner, Xyon and Electra had been eye fucking all night, Wendy was sleeping in the crowd, MSK were probably lost, high out of their minds, in Ohio right now, and Grayson kept fucking embarrassing you.

and don’t get me started on Carmelo Hayes and Trick Williams flirting with toxic attraction every chance they got. you really didn’t care about Trick in all honesty, it was Carmelo.

you two had a segment in less than 5 minutes and he was all in Mandy’s face. was him being all close to her apart of the segment? yes, but no cameras were rolling, he was doing this on his own accord.

you saw the longing looks in the halls, the “sneaky” texts they sent each other, and more.

“y/n!” Cora called from behind you. quickly switching your sour expression to one more happy you turned to your friend. her arm was in a sling and her free hand held the hand of your other friend, Amari Miller.

“hey babes.” you said greeting the two. Amari was about to say something to you before a particularly loud cackle erupted from the mouth of Gigi Dolan behind you. Jacy Jayne following after.

“So you got a girlfriend?” you heard Gigi ask.

a chuckle followed. “no ma’am, I’m single.” you heard Trick announce. “melo is too.”

“really?” you heard Mandy ask him in a suggestive tone before giggling.

Carmelo didn’t even say he was seeing somebody, he liked someone, or he was talking to somebody.

so this was new. you knew the two of you weren’t officially dating, but you were something. he took you on dates, you confided in each other, knew others deepest secrets, you both had even slept with each other. he even told you nobody made him feel the way you do.

then again no label was established. all bets were off, if he was single you definitely were too.

he had always had his eyes on Mandy. that’s why he wouldn’t commit. you fell in love with him and he knew it.

and in all honesty? you felt played and dumb.

Amari and Cora looked at you with concern and confusion. they both knew you and Carmelo had spent plenty of time together being more than friends.

“It’s okay guys.” you said looking at the two, behind them you could see Bron and Grayson quickly approaching.

“y/n! melo! let’s start.” a cameraman said. he positioned his camera to get a shot of Mandy playing with Carmelo’s title that was slung on his shoulder. the other two playing with Trick’s shirt.

Amari, Cora, and you all backed up before walking back towards Carmelo and Trick, a camera now following you three.

“i-is that Toxic Attraction?” Wade Barrett asked at commentary as NXT went back on air.

Vic Joseph nodded his head. “yeah and they’re all over Trick Williams and Carmelo Hay-”

“well i mean anybody would love to be in their position. Toxic Attraction are an attractive group.” Wade cut in.

“yes sure, but oh- oh here comes y/n with Cora Jade and Amari Miller.” the crowd popping for the three of you.

“Oh no.” Wade mumbled.

“Cora has had some trouble with Toxic Attraction these last few weeks.” Vic reminded everyone at home.

“ohhh well look who it is.” Mandy said in an overly sweet voice. “Cora and her loser posse.” she smiled.

“don’t you see greatness talking?” Gigi sneered at you three. “we’re kinda busy.”

“doing what? flirting?” Cora fired back.

“what greatness?” you spoke up. “I see a rebranded Barbie, a raggedy Ann doll, and person who seems too nice for the two of you and then Carmelo and Trick.”

Carmelo perked up at that. you only ever called him melo so he knew something was up.

“you’re standing in front of champs!” Jacy exclaimed.

“there’s not a thing around Trick’s waist.” Amari pointed out.

Tricks face fell as he gasped in shock. he always had the dramatics.

“we-w-wel-well.” Trick stuttered.

“he’s getting there!” Carmelo said in his defense.

you laughed at that. “he’s getting there?” you asked.

“ye-” he started before you cut him off.

“what about us? i thought we were getting there, somewhere, but no you’re here letting this bitch paw at your chest.”

you could hear the crowd gasp and erupt at that.

“a lovers quarrel?” Vic asked.

“when did this happen?!” Wade questioned as Mandy walked up to you.

“listen y/n, things are changing around here. it couples are a thing and we’re at the top of the list. you’re a bottom of the barrel wannabe superstar. Carmelo,” she said looking up at him before sliding her hand down his chest. “you should be with someone like me.”

Gigi and Jacy instantly got defensive too, but Amari and Cora shut that down. this was between you and Mandy.

“she speaks for you now melo?” you laughed looking him in the eyes.

he could tell you were hurt and felt bad about the whole ordeal. the entire script was gone at this point, this evolved into something real. he needed to turn this around quick before he ended up in more deep shit with you.

“no y/n, but-“

“but what?” you quickly said over him.

silence followed.

he really didn’t know what. he got caught in his own silly games and now you were calling him out.

“so is this like a status thing for you now or what because when I take that title from her then what? you’d still be with her? or will you come crawling back to me?” you asked putting your weight onto one foot and crossing your arms.

silence followed again.

he royally fucked up.

“maybe I should be with a future champion then. you know for a status or whatever the hell Mandy’s convinced you is needed.” you told him. his heart becoming heavy with each word.

as soon as you said that Bron walked by with Grayson hot on his tail.

“Bron!” you called out to him. he looked good tonight. a black muscle shirt, tight jeans, and a chain across his neck.

Bron had a crush on you for months, but everyone you worked with knew you and Carmelo had a thing. he backed off for respect, but after Carmelo showed none to you? there was nothing left to respect.

he turned around and smiled at you before walking up and surveying the tense scene in front of him. “ahh what’s up y/n?”

“do you want to go see the new scream movie?” horror movies were you and Carmelo’s thing, but now? you could careless.

“I thought you were going with Carmelo?” Bron asked you.

“nah he said he’s single.” you said directing your line of sight to Carmelo’s eyes. you could see him trying to keep it together.

“y/n.” he pleaded.

“he’s single so I am too.” you stated turning back to Bron. “7 would be great. now if you excuse us.” you said backing away from the scene.

“we have a match to get to. bye guys.”

and with that you walked off to go prepare for your match later tonight against Indi. not getting too far before hearing a shuffle behind you.

“ayo bro what the fuck?!” you heard Carmelo exclaim behind you. you turned around and saw Bron take a stumble before coming up and pushing Carmelo back.

“she’s single!” he responded before you saw and heard Carmelo hit Bron in the face.

“that’s my fucking girlfriend bro.” you felt yourself get pushed to the side as security and refs rushed to break up the fight between your ex situation and your date Friday.

this is definitely not what you expected.

“you guys this is very sudden and we don’t know much about what’s going on.” Wade announced.

“damn.” Cora mumbled as Grayson was slung while trying to break up the fight.

“i kinda feel bad.” you mumbled. backstage was getting destroyed, there was drama, you kinda roped Bron in, everything was changing quickly.

“you didn’t do anything wrong, he made his choice.” Amari reminded you.

and that he did.

[reidingandwriting]

Chapter Two- “no body, no crime”

“No body, no crime. I wasn’t letting go until the day he died.”

Word Count: ~2300 words

Warnings: Drinking (legal), missing person, references to death & murder, mentions of an affair, mentions of guns and blood

Characters Mentioned: Neutral!Reader

Minor Original Characters Featured: Este, Lennox, Mark, Bella, Detective Hooper

A/N: I am soooo sorry for how long this chapter took to come out! Between college starting back up and spraining my wrist in a fall, it’s been impossible to write. But here is chapter two!! This chapter is where things really start to happen, and next chapter we’ll see some familiar faces again 😉 Anyways, I hope y’all enjoy the chapter!

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A few days later…

“I hope you don’t mind, but I might be pre-gaming for our dinner tomorrow.” You had said while on the phone with your friend Este the night before. “The last few days have been.. brutal.” You knew she could hear the shakiness in your voice, the remnants of the tears unshed as you tried to keep them at bay. But she didn’t say anything, and that’s why you loved her so much. 

“Be safe and I’ll see you tomorrow. Drink one for me.” You let out a teary laugh and hummed in agreement as you took another sip from your wine glass. “Love you, Y/N.”

“Love you, too. Goodnight.” “Goodnight.”

You rushed into Olive Garden the next day, a jacket over your head in an attempt to shelter yourself from the rain that started the second you parked at the restaurant. The cherry on top of your day. You fixed your hair haphazardly before you looked around the dining room, and you smiled when your eyes landed on your friend, at your usual booth.

“Y/N, welcome back. You know your way to your spot now, I’ll be right there with your usual.” Lennox, a familiar waiter, said as they passed you, a bright smile on their lips.

“What would we do without you, Lennox?” You offered a smile as you walked over to Este.

“I’m a big fan of the rained-on look, Y/N. Not many can rock that like you.” You rolled your eyes as you sat down across from her, and you took in your friend’s appearance. Her eyes were tired, the concealer applied a little heavier under her eyes than usual. Her outfit looked flawless, but her nail polish on her thumb was chipped. Her hair held their curls beautifully, except for the one curl that had been messed with until it was nearly straight- her nervous habit. 

“Oh, you know, nothing like a little rainstorm to spice up my outfit. Who needs to accessorize when you can get rained on?” You paused as your waiter came over with a glass of your favorite wine, and you thanked them before looking at Este. “You look tired.” You swirled your glass of wine before taking a sip, giving her a chance to speak. 

“I hate profilers, you know that?” She sighed but confessed. “It’s Mark. He’s been… off lately. I think he’s cheating on me.” You raised a brow at Este, setting your glass down to speak.

“Why do you think that?”

“He comes home from work late with the taste of cheap merlot on his mouth, and I got the latest bank statement. I don’t know what he got at the jewelers, but it isn’t mine.” She took a sip of her wine before looking at you, her eyes filled with determination. “I think I’m gonna call him out.”

“Are you sure? You don’t have any solid evidence yet, and I don’t want you rushing into something you might regret.” 

“Evidence? You’re making it sound like he committed a crime, Y/N. He may be a cheater, but he isn’t, like, a murderer.” Este drummed her fingers against the table. “And you’re right. I can’t prove it yet.” She paused as our food was set up at our table and didn’t speak again until the waiter walked off. “But I’ll catch him, and that’s a promise.” 

-

You sat at your usual booth, and you took small sips from your glass of water as you scrolled through your phone. You were distracted though, and it was obvious. Your eyes flickered from your phone, back to the dining room, back to your phone. It had been nearly half an hour since you arrived at Olive Garden, and you hadn’t heard from Este. Este had an occasional habit of running late, but she’d always text or call you saying she was on her way. You checked your messages and voicemail once more and frowned when you saw you hadn’t missed anything. You took another sip of your water as you settled back into the booth. I’ll wait another half hour, you decided.

-

Straight to voicemail. “Este. Call me back when you can, please. It’s been an hour, and I haven’t heard from you.”

Straight to voicemail. You dialed another number, panic beginning to rise in you. “Hi, Eleanor. Did Este come into work today? No? Okay, thank you. Bye.”

Straight to voicemail. “I hope you’re okay, but I’m so mad at you for scaring me like this. Let me know you’re okay, please? I’m calling Mark now. Love you.”

#

“The Fairfax City Police are asking for help regarding the disappearance of Este Williams. Mrs. Williams was reported to be seen last by her husband, Mark Williams, when she left due to an emergency call at work Monday evening. A friend of Mrs. Williams was supposed to meet with her on Tuesday evening, but Mrs. Williams never showed, leading to her husband reporting her missing that night. On screen is the most recent picture of Mrs. Williams and if anyone has any leads on her disappearance, please call the number listed below. An investigation has been opened and a local search and rescue will be organized.”

-

You couldn’t remember how long you had been in your car. You didn’t have a destination in mind when you left this morning, but you found yourself driving around Fairfax, around all of Este’s favorite spots. Sal’s Diner, the botanical garden, Wendy’s Coffee Shop. Everywhere you two frequented you had driven past that day, but there was no sign of Este anywhere. A week had passed since she was reported missing, and the local police department’s presence slowly faded into the usual patrols. Two weeks later, the search party had been called in and seemed to grow smaller and smaller with each passing day. Their discouragement was obvious due to the lack of findings regarding Este, whispers spreading through the streets that she had just left for bigger things. But you refused to believe your best friend had uprooted and disappeared without even a text. She had just been accepted into her doctorate program at Georgetown, she was supposed to attend her sister’s wedding. Something was off about this situation, and you spent your free time looking for anything that could result in finding your friend. 

By the end of the night, you found yourself in her neighborhood. You drove past her house, slowing to a stop when you noticed an unfamiliar car in the driveway. You then noticed Mark’s truck beside the car, the usually dirty vehicle now cleaned to where it almost sparkled in the moonlight. You parked off to the side, and you strained to look into the windows of the home. You could see the brief silhouette of Mark standing, and a woman on the couch. The unanswered call and texts flashed through your mind, and you gripped the steering wheel, your knuckles turning white from the harshness of your grip. Deep breath, Y/N, relax. You took a deep breath and relaxed your fingers, turned your car off, and leaned back in your seat. Not your first stakeout, and it won’t be your last. You knew Mark was involved but you just couldn’t prove it. Yet. And when you can prove it, Mark better pray to every god above.

-

Days had passed since you first started watching Mark. Your days started to blend into a cycle: your new glamorous job cleaning houses, a quick trip home to change, then driving to Este and Mark’s house. There were moving trucks the other day, Mark’s mistress moving in. Into Este’s home, where she slept. The garden she grew was torn out and covered up, every sign of Este ever existing was disappearing day by day. Deep down, you knew you couldn’t do anything to Mark. You weren’t in the FBI anymore, you couldn’t touch him. But all rationality had flown out the window when your friend’s disappearance had reached a month. You had spent hours in your car, waiting for the perfect time to find any evidence that would prove what Mark had done. And finally, an opportunity jumped out at you. 

You had a day off work and you found yourself on the front porch of Este and Mark’s house. There was Mark’s truck in the driveway, and as you knocked on the front door, you had to control your emotions. Feelings of rage coursed through your veins, and you shoved your hands into your pockets. Inhale, one two three, exhale. You are calm, cool, and collected. The door swung open and you plastered on a smile when you were greeted by Mark’s face. 

“Mark, hi. How are you? May I come in?” Mark’s confused expression morphed into a nervous expression, but he nodded and stepped aside.

“Please, come in.” Mark smiled at you, but you quickly recognized the fake smile. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting company. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah. Just want to talk.” You walked through the doorway, the weight of your gun tucked into its spot in your waistband, concealed by your jacket. “About Este.” You closed the door and locked it behind you.

-

“Bella?” You asked as Este’s sister answered the phone. “I need a massive favor.”

“Of course, anything. What is it?”

“If anyone asks, I was with you today. We spent the afternoon together. Boating.” A pause.

“Is everything okay, Y/N?”

“I promise I’m okay. Speaking of boating, the Potomac River is gorgeous this time of year. We should go soon. This weekend?” 

“Sounds perfect. I’ll bring drinks, you sound like you could use a few.”

“Trust me, B. This is the best I’ve felt in a long time.”

-

A knock on the door interrupted you from your reading, and you walked to the door. You opened the door to reveal a police officer standing on your front step. 

“May I help you, Officer?”

“Detective Hooper. May I come in?” Detective Hooper flashed his badge and you nodded, letting him in.

“Please, come in. Help yourself to a seat, can I offer you a drink?” You asked as you led him to the living room, where you sat on the couch. The detective took a seat on the opposite end, and you sat up straight, attentive.

“That won’t be necessary. Y/N Y/L/N, I was the detective assigned to the case of your friend, Este Williams. As you are likely aware, there’s been no new developments in her disappearance case. Until today.” Look shocked,  you don’t know this. You looked at Detective Hooper with furrowed brows. “What was a disappearance case has now evolved into a murder case, and I believe Mrs. Williams was the first victim, Mr. Williams being the second.”

“What?” You let your head fall back against the couch and screwed your eyes shut. “She’s really- they’re really? They’re dead?”

“We still have yet to find Mrs. Williams, but we received a call that led to us recovering Mark Williams’s body in the Potomac River.” Detective Hooper looked at you with what you believed to be sympathy. The best he could show it with his job, at least. Okay, a little more sad. Your bottom lip trembled as you rubbed your eyes, taking a shaky breath. 

“What are you going to do? To find my friend? And to get justice for her husband?”

“That’s what I’m here for. We have no leads in this case, and you’re the closest person to the Williams, except for Mrs. Williams’s sister. I have a couple of questions if that’s okay?”

“It’s okay.” You sat up. “Anything to help.” You answered a few questions about how you knew the Williams, emphasis on your background with Este, and questions that delved deep into the relationship of Mark and Este. Did they have any problems? Who were their friends? Their enemies? Then the questions turned to you. What had you done the day Mr. Williams was murdered?

“Well, I’d usually have work. Cleaning houses.” You thought back to earlier, where you washed the blood splatter off your face, then cleaned your car to perfection. “But I had a day off. So I went to the docks and got my boat, it was a beautiful day on the Potomac.”

“You have a boating license?”

“My dad made me get one when I was fifteen.” You smiled. “Birthday present.”

“Were you alone?” He asked and leveled you with a look, in an attempt to see if you’d crack. 

“Este’s sister was with me.” You didn’t hesitate. “Ever since Este’s disappearance, I’ve been spending more time with her than I did before.” You admitted. Detective Hooper studied your face for a minute before he sighed.

“Thank you for answering all my questions. If you can think of anything else that could help us solve this case, please give me a call.” He handed you his card and you took it, and you tucked it into your pocket. “I’ll get out of your hair now. Thank you again for your time.” You and the detective stood and you walked with him to the door. As he let himself out, you paused to speak. 

“Detective?” He turned around to face you again. “I don’t know if this is any help, but I’d check into Mark’s mistress.”

-

“An arrest has been made in the disappearance of Este Williams and the murder of Mark Williams of Fairfax, Virginia. Mrs. Williams has yet to be found, but Mr. Williams was found to be murdered. Investigations are still underway and if there are any clues on the location of Mrs. Williams, please call the number below to be directed to our hotline.”

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yes, it was entertaining, and bi loki yes!

but can we take a minute to talk about how pretty the lighting was the whole episode?

*wendy williams voice* now come on now