#808 felix

[randomvarious]

Today's mix:

100% Isis by 100% Isis 1996 House / Tech-House / Techno / Breakbeat

I mean, talk about names that have not aged well at all, folks...I'm kinda just dreaming up the Abbott & Costello bit that potentially takes place whenever this lady gets randomly selected for further screenings at airports. Yikes 😅.

Anyway, 100% Isis, who now goes by DJ Isis—her real first name *is* Isis!—is one of the first female house DJs in the history of the Netherlands. And she hasn't officially released too much in her career, but this was her first commercial mix, and I think the thing that I love most about it is how unstructured it is. Sometimes it's super cool for someone to take you on a well-planned narrative journey, with peaks and valleys and such, but I think there's also something super dope about a mix that feels a whole lot more like it was made on the fly too, that basically and simply boils down to, 'hey, here's some of my favorite songs right now.' It kinda gives you a broader window into what was really out there during a specific time period, sort of like listening to a radio station, and 100% Isis definitely had some really nice and eclectic dance tastes in '96. Only thing you really have to be wary of when creating mixes like these is making sure that the transitions are flush enough, because hopping around from vibe to vibe has the potential to generate some unwanted turbulence, but 100% Isis seems to be pretty good at making things feel flowingly coherent, given the range of tracks she's decided to select here.

So, favorite tune on this is undoubtedly a warm and sunshining bit of tribal trancy acoustic guitar hypnosis from 1994 by a short-lived Italian trio called Extasia. This is a song that feels like it would make for a killer set-closer if you were tasked with playing records on a beach right up until the sun rises. Be forewarned, though, that should you check out this mix, that this song is actually mistitled. The release says that it's called "Alegrya (Etno-Progressive Mix)," but it's really "Alegrya (Virtual Mix)." And I was forced to do some serious digging around YouTube in order to figure all of this out 🕵️‍♂️.

Plus, Romanthony, The Bucketheads (Kenny Dope of Masters at Work), Felix da Housecat, Neuropolitique, Blake Baxter, and Eric Kupper are all on here too, so, all in all, this is a pretty elastically lovely trip back to the mid-90s 🤩. People probably aren't even aware of how good and cool a lot of this dance music really could sound back then, but this is a set that should really help any potential doubters to see the light—it's a showcase of some of the house-centric underground at what was once its best.

Listen to the full mix here.

Highlights:

TC 1995 - "Just Get Up and Dance (808 State Mix)" Eric Kupper - "K-Scope Project" Blake Baxter - "The Lala Song" Dreadzone - "Fight the Power" Amnesia - "Ayniños (Frank Lou Dub)" DJ Snake - "Deep Housing" Extasia - "Alegrya (Etno-Progressive Mix)" Neuropolitique - "Switchback" In Sync - "Inhale" T.E.T. - "Burning Paradise (Space Bug)" Lisa White - "Keep On Doing (101 Dub)" Felix Da Housecat - "B4 Wuz Then" The Bucketheads - "Sayin' Dope" 16B - "Trail of Dreams (Original Jazz Mix)" Romanthony - "The Wanderer (CD Remix #9)"

[celebration88]

Good morning Felix. I choose not to be ruthless this morning, afternoon or evening. Everything is alright as it can be. Is that a white lie yes. Because we know it ain't with my dad. I just want love, real honest love making very soon. The fact that Mino or Lixie reved his bike up my street last night just to try to shake me. I was going to sleep. You guys gotta come to the front door. Beautiful has been finally found. 808 am I want soulmate reunion.

[dailyalbumrecs]

He Was King - Felix da Housecat

I first heard of this album through the song Kickdrum when looking up songs that use a Roland TR-808 to listen to for "808 day" (August 8th). Kickdrum has some great automation of the decay/amplitude(or drive) of the kick drum and got me interested in listening to the rest of the album. This is a lovely electro house(?) record with some great synth lines in it. My favorite track is Kickdrum.

Apple Music:

Spotify:

[30032]

2024

Rainy Miller, Space Afrika - A Grisaille Wedding (2023) Loukeman - Sd-2 James Ferraro - Genware I: DIHCRO James Ferraro - Genware II: Eigen Embryo Flaer - Preludes Fabiano do Nascimento, Sam Gendel - The Room Astrid Sonne - Great Doubt Shuttle358 - Understanding Wildlife (2014) James Ferraro - Genware III: Neuralpaint Irena and Vojtech Havlovi - Like a Butterfly On Your Palm Felix Rosch - Fragmente Kali Malone - All Life Long Maxime Denuc - Nachthorn Ariana Grande - eternal sunshine Nene H - ISSA SCAM Moor Mother - The Great Bailout Sleep inc. - (ambient) Biosphere - Patashnik (Decrypted by Sketch) Beyoncé - COWBOY CARTER Kelly Moran - Moves in the Field Clarissa Connelly - Work of Work Sibylle Baier - Colour Green (2006) Ulla, Ultrafog - It Means a Lot Sam Gendel, Sam Wilkes - The Doober Jessica Pratt - Here in the Pitch slowerpace 音楽 - Barbershop Simulator (2023) Iglooghost - Tidal Memory Exo slowerpace 音楽 - SPACE COWBOYS Marina Satti - P.O.P. Charli XCX - Brat Clara La Sana - Made Mistakes Alter Boy - 808 Dogma Richie Culver - Hostile Environments British Murder Boys - Active Agents and House Boys Tove Lo, SG Lewis - HEAT EP Pontiac Streator - Sone Glo (2022) Lanark Artefax - Metallur Ex-Easter Island Head - Norther Ex-Easter Island Head - Twenty Two Strings (2016) COBRAH - SUCCUBUS (2023) Terry Riley - Descending Moonshine Dervishes (1982) Tama Gucci - Notes to Self Mietze Conte - Mietzee Mietze Conte - dreaming of your latte art (2023) Loidis - One Day Etelin - Patio User Manual Toxe - Toxe2 Lia Kohl - Normal Sounds Doon Kanda - Lili Devin Maxwell - Timebending Ferrara - Wuthering Heights 1tbspn - megacity1000 Laurie Anderson - Amelia Paddy McAloon (Prefab Sprout) - I Trawl the Megahertz (2003) Sarah Davachi - The Head As Form'd in the Crier's Choir Lustmord - Much Unseen Is Also Here Damian Dalla Torre - I Can Feel My Dreams Dialect - Atlas of Green Colin Self - lemniscate Theo Alexander - Animadversions (2020) Taylor Deupree - Sti.ll Cruel Diagonals - Calcite EP Louis Andriessen - De Staat (1976) Taylor Deupree - Faint (2012) Donna Summer - Love Trilogy (1976) Louis Andriessen - Rosa: Death of a Composer (1994) Julius Eastman - Femenine (2016) Caroline Shaw - Caroline Shaw: The Wheel (2022) Mareux - Lovers From the Past (2023) Oliver Coates - Throb, shiver, arrow of time alva noto - Xerrox, Vol.5 Hesaitix - Noctian Airgap Amsterdam Loeki Stardust Quartet - Bach: The Art of Fugue (2006) Bibio - Phantom Brickworks (LPII) Kanii - The Heart Racers EP Kanii - it was nice knowing u EP (2023) Julia Wolfe - The String Quartets (2011) Mj Nebreda - Corázon Club vol.1 Despina - Fire From Heat Keru Not Ever - Mezzanine Ice Spice - Y2K! Blood of Aza - Heart Worries Prurient - Retaliation Rainforest Spiritual Enslavement - Gray Eucalyptus Tranquility (2023) Colin Stetson - The love it took to leave you KAVARI - Laudanum (86)

[that1sprig]

I might not list 10 people since I don’t have too many mutuals, but I can try lol

1: Tulin (the legend of zelda)

2: Felix (cassette beasts)

3: DJ Octavio (splatoon)

4: 808 (hi-fi rush)

5: Flapjack (the owl house)

6: Sokka (avatar the last airbender)

7: Scritch (monkey wrench)

8: Stolas (helluva boss)

9: Espurr (pokemon mystery dungeon)

10: Lancer (deltarune)

Idk if I can tag 10 without feeling like I’m bothering someone so

@grassium-z @toastereno @windswept-phoenix @fujii-draws @vvvvvvvvvvw @y3s-n0-maybe @emeraldtimethief

Is 7 okay?

I got tagged by @hnnny to do this (thank you for the tag!). With no further ado, I give you -

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags!

In no particular order:

1. Abe (Oddworld)

2. Bao-Dur (Kotor 2)

3. Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium)

4. Eivor Varinsdottir (Assassin's Creed: Valhalla)

5. Lexcanium (Wasteland 2)

6. Fall-From-Grace (Planescape: Torment)

7. Xan (Baldur's Gate)

8. Nick Valentine (Fallout 4)

9. Death (Discworld)

10. The Goon (The Goon)

(I suddenly want to draw all these guys in one room together, but that might be the devil talking)

I tag @keigan-of-sweden @pzycho391 @phospadparadscha @tardisinapokeball @amirrorcalledthemoon @gloomytk @majortomiscominghome @forever-carlyle @lexcanium @fulokis and anyone else who wants to! :)

[m0s4ik]

ELA - Kalter Kafffee (produced by Traya)

[black-cat-showdown]

Welcome to the Black Cat Showdown!!

There's so many famous black cats out there, fictional or real. But Wich one is the ultimate kitty cat? Lets find out!!

FAQ <- If you have any questions ask them on that post! Propaganda is also allowed and encouraged!!

Link to full tournament brackets here!!

(full list of participants names under the cut!!)

The tournament will start on Saturday April 1st!!

Link to FAQ <- seriously read it before sending questions lmao

Here are all 108 participants!!

• 808 (Hi-Fi Rush) • Aldwyn (The Familiars) • Amanojaku (GhostStories) • Archie (Tales Of Arcadia) • Assisticat (CardFight) • Bagheera (Jungle Book) • Berlioz (The Aristocats) • Black Cat (The Price by Neil Gaiman) • Blackie (Chi's Sweet Home) • Blair (Soul Eater) • Bonifacy (Przygody Kota Filemona) • Cat card (Inscryption) • Catty Noir (Monster High) • Chito (Flying Witch) • Chococat (Sanrio) • Chrono's cat (Chrono Trigger) • Constable Whiskers (Cookie Run) • Cosmic Creepers (Bedknobs & Broomsticks) • Domino (Amphibia) • Doom (Ruby Gloom) • Faithful (The Song Of The Lioness) • Fastelavnstønde katten • Felix the cat • Gareth (Time Cat) • Giovanni (Spiritfarer) • Gobbolino (Gobbolino The Witch's Cat) • Hollyleaf (Warrior Cats) • Hresvelgion Whisker (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) • Ichigo (Tokyo Mew Mew) • Isis (Star Treck) • Jack (Mad Rat Dead) • Jenny Linski (Esther Averill books) • Jiji (Kiki's Delivery Service) • Jinx (@bigfootjinx) • Keats (Professor Layton) • Kevin (Vanessa Stockard's paintings) • Kiki (Animal Crossing) • Kitten-Shark (Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency) • Kittie Softpaws (Puss In Boots) • Kofu (@straycatj) • Koshekh (Welcome to Night Vale) • Kuro (Doko Demo Issy) • Kuro (Blue Exorcist) • Kuro (Servamp) • Kuroneko-sama (Trigun) • Litten (Pokemon) • Lucifer (Cinderella 1950) • Lucy-furr (Jackson's Diary) • Luna (Sailor Moon) • Mae Borowski (Night In The Woods) • Malame (Flappy Dragons) • Mao Mao (Mao Mao) • Maxwell (-the dancing cat) • Mewo (OMORI) • Midnight (Castle in the Air by Diana Wynne Jones) • Miles (Emily the Strange) • Minino (Hooky) • Miss Kitty Fantastico (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) • Mittens (Bolt) • Mog (Meg and Mog) • Momo (Google Halloween doodles) • Morgana (Persona 5) • Mr Mew (The World Ends With You) • Mr. Midnight (Fran Bow) • Mr. Mistoffelees (Cats) • Nargacuga (Monster Hunter) • Narinder (Cult Of The Lamb) • Naught (Naught) • Neko (Genshin Impact) • Nicol Ascart (Hamefura) • Nyanpire (Nyanpire) • Pantherlily (FairyTail) • Pete (Pete the Cat) • Pete the Cat (Mickey Mouse and Friends) • Pib (Dimension 20 Neverafter) • Plagg (Miraculous LadyBug) • Pluto (The Black Cat by Edgar Allen Poe) • Purrsephone & Meowlody (Monster High) • Ravage (Transformers) • Ravenpaw (Warrior Cats) • Rhiow (The Book of Night with Moon) • Sakamoto (Nichijou) • Salem Saberhagen (Sabrina the Teenage Witch) • Schrödinger's cat • Tama (Dragon Ball) • Smokey (Neko Atsume) • Siren (Suite Precure) • Snowball II (The Simpsons) • Somber Kitty (May Bird trilogy) • Sosa's cat (YUPPIE PSYCHO) • Spinel sun (Sakura Cardcaptor) • Sylvester (Looney Tunes) • Takkun (FLCL) • Thackery Binx (Hocus Pocus) • The Bean (#void watch) • the Beast (Fatum Betula) • The cat/Vermin (Coraline) • The Cat (Ghost Trick) • The Cat (Please Say Something) • The Cat (Little Kitty, Big City) • The Kitten (Kitbull) • Tuxedo cat (Minecraft) • Unico Uni (@uniconiuni3) • Vodka Mutini (Homestuck) • Witch's cat (minecraft) • Xiaohei (The Legend of Xiaohei) • Yoruichi (Bleach) • Yuni (Mewkledreamy)

[kadoc90s]

Amnesia Ibiza Anthems

featuring: Moby, Kadoc, Jaydee, Age Of Love, Felix, Gat Decor, Orbital, 808 State, Hardfloor, Sven Väth, Pizzaman, Underworld, Alex Party, and others

[streetlight11]

Baking Confessions

Theme: best friends au, drabble

Genre: fluffy

WC: 808

Pairing: Lee Yongbok (Felix) x Gn!Reader

a/n: Hiii, just a little drabble of the reader sharing their favourite hobby together with Felix aka baking. But something impromptu happened 🤭

~~~

“Y/N, do you want walnuts in the cookies?” Felix asked from across the kitchen whilst you were busy mixing the wet ingredients together in the large bowl. “No thank you. But if you have macadamia nuts, that’ll be great!” You giggled, hearing him rummage through his cabinets of his baking stash.

You had your back facing him only to saunter over to you with two bags of semi-sweet chocolate chips and macadamia nuts. “You’re welcome.” He said, grinning as he shook the bag of macadamia nuts in your peripheral vision, causing you to laugh.

He measured the flour and baking soda before he scooped them into the mixing bowl in small amounts. You continued to stir it around using the hand mixer, letting him add the dry ingredients. However, on the last scoopful of flour, Felix accidentally poured it onto the beaters.

As expected, this made the flour flying all over, coating both yours and Felix’s aprons.

“Oh shit. Sorry.” He chuckled as you turned off the mixer to clean the table top. You told him it’s okay, knowing he didn’t do it on purpose. You weren’t pissed. Nor were you annoyed. You just didn’t like creating a big mess when you bake.

He went to take a damp rag and proceeded to wipe the table top while you swept the floor off the flour residue.

After the space was clean again, you resumed mixing the batter but he noticed the small frown on your face. He felt bad thinking it was his fault for the mess. “Are you angry?” His voice was quiet as you whipped your head to him and your frown immediately ceased from your face.

“What? No! No, Lix I’m not! What makes you think so?” You asked.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t being careful.”

“Lix, I’m not angry.” You reassured him as you laughed, cupping his face for a quick second before turning your attention back to the batter.

Felix couldn’t lie, in all the years he’s been your friend, every small skin ship you made to him be it hugging him, cupping his face endearingly, holding his hand when you got scared, hiding behind him when you got dragged to watch a scary movie.

All of it makes his heart skip a beat.

Similarly to the few seconds ago, except, he simply hides the flush on his face by busying himself on keeping the ingredients back in his cabinets.

After nearly an hour later, your creations were done and the freshly baked aroma of chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies wafted through the air in his cosy apartment. You basked in the sweet scent as you took the last batch of cookies out of the oven to let them cool down.

“Mmm, we’re definitely the best baking duo out there.” You smiled in victory, earning a soft laugh from him. He took one of the cookies from the earlier batch and took a bite of it.

You followed right after, feeling the crunch from the edges of the cookie and the chewy centre melt in your mouth. “This is probably the best recipe I’ve tried yet!” He exclaimed excitedly.

“Well, now you know what recipe to use to win my heart.” Felix froze as his smile slowly dropped. He had been so afraid of telling you his true feelings. Scared of ruining what you already had with him. He definitely wouldn’t imagine this day to come, not anytime soon at least.

“W-What?”

“Do you not want to?”

“H-Huh?! No! I mean y-yeah! I… huh?” You giggled as you used the back of your hand to cover your mouth when you laugh, a small habit of yours that he’s grown used to love.

“You’re really cute when you’re flustered.” You said, making him blush. Felix could only turn his head away, wanting to avoid your eyes. But you made it even harder for him when you leaned in to press a quick kiss to his cheek.

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m still waiting for you to ask me out properly.” You whispered, causing him to turn to you in a flash but immediately regretted it when he realized that your face was no more than an inch away. For some reason, with how confident you were suddenly being, he got the strength to be brave and just do it while he still could.

With that being said, he gently pressed his lips against yours, feeling you melt against him almost instantly. He tasted sweet from the cookie he just ate. You got drunk in his kiss as he snaked his arms around your waist.

He was the first to pull away, not forgetting to ask the question he’s been dying to know your answer to.

“Can I take you out on a date this weekend? A proper one at that.”

“I’d love to.”

~~~

[binniesthighs]

hello stranger | reader x changbin |

this drabble was inspired by binnie’s outfit from the hello stranger vid and oh also! we are finally getting changbin’s thighs on this acct dedicated to them teehee

Part 1

Pairing: self insert, female reader x seo changbin, past reader x han jisung  

Genre: smut n’ a lil fluff 

Tags: (for this part) softdom!changbin, sub!reader, undergroundrapper!changbin, chan, felix and jisung side characters, hook-up, scraping knees & mentions of blood, thigh riding, oral (m receiving), gagging, protected sex, praise kink, slight breeding kink, orgasm denial and edging (f receiving), begging, fingering (f receiving), squirting, use of handcuffs, cockwarming at the end

Word count: 4.9k 

Chapters

PART 1 | PART 2 

gif creds to @iconicspearb​ ♡

2am, and you felt euphoric. Like a fucking cloud. Even though it was typical, there really were no other words that could describe it. Music was blasting on several speaks mounted to the walls and the ceiling. The bass was booming at such a low frequency you felt it reverberating in your chest--or maybe that was your heart. 

You had been shoved up against sweaty bodies for nearly four hours now, and your friends Chan and Felix hadn’t told you if they planned on leaving at any time soon. Not like you minded. Nothing felt better than a feeling like this. In a place like this, you could forget the rest of the world for a little bit; who you were and what you needed to do. The buzz in the room was infectious. Everyone in the room threw their bodies together, clashing in one big, beautiful mess. 

After four hours, you still wouldn’t get tired of it. Next to you, Chan and Felix were bouncing up and down with you, thrashing their heads to the rapid fire syllables spat by the rappers. Your ears would ring during every tiny moment of silence.  

“How much longer do you wanna stay for?!” Your scratched voice called to your friends. 

“SpearB hasn’t come on yet!! We have to see him!” 

“SpearB?!” 

The widest grin attacked Chan’s face, flashing his dimples. “Yeah! I heard that he’s insane!” 

Felix threw his arm over your shoulder to dance with him and the two of you fell into a rhythm, shouting over the lyrics of the rapper on stage: you had seen him dozens of times, Chan and him were even on a first name basis. 

You new his name too, but that was because you had plenty experience screaming it out for him...both at concerts and in private. Jisung was his name. He was the one that turned you on to fuck buddies. God, he was way too cocky for you to ever to consider anything else. 

He dished out out of his signature winks while he buried his teeth into his lip. 

You wondered if you would be going home with him again tonight. Not like you minded. The way that he would suck on your clit was unreal. 

“--THANK YOU FOR COMING OUT!” Jisung bellowed into the mic, leaping off some structure and launching himself into the air. 

You and your two friends cheered for him and clapped for him until your hands turned red. He was cocky...but he was sure as hell talented. 

“SpearB is coming next!!!” Felix shook your shoulders in his excitement. 

A couple stage hands changed around the stage a little bit by moving around a couple speakers, adding a smoke machine, setting out a new computer at the little table in center stage. 

“He-he’s gonna LIVE MIX ON THE STAGE” Chan’s eyes widened.

“He’s gonna what!?” There was almost nothing left of your voice. 

“JUST WAIT AND SEE.” 

The lights dimmed and Felix and Chan clung to your arms, nearly squeezing the life out of them.

If he was this of a big deal to them, he must be something special. 

He stepped out a black shadow, swirls of smoke at his feet. He hadn’t even said anything yet, but his aura was massive. The lights rose slightly so you could see his face better: smoky brown eyes, light brown hair that was nearly silver. He wore a thick silver chain around his neck, contrasting with the rest of his darkly colored clothes. Most of all, your eyes were drawn to his thighs, perfectly shaped and curved under his pants, toned and thick. On his fingers he wore bands of sliver rings. 

As soon as his fingers touched the keyboard, Chan and Felix lost their minds clawing at your arms. You had never seen the two of them so giddy. 

He didn’t even look at the audience at first, like they weren’t even there. With the tap of his fingers he started making a beat; it was piercing and catchy with snares and 808′s vibrating the room. He had a small keyboard next to him that he used, the silver glimmer from his rings reflected off the stage lights--they were nearly blinding. 

The crowd started moving to his beat which he sped up gradually creating a type of tension that you could only really describe like the mere seconds before a climax. 

He rose the mic to his mouth after licking his lips tantalizingly slow. He finally let himself look at the crowd. With the mic to his mouth, his eyes met yours, striking you with electricity. Even though his backing music was ridiculously fast, he sauntered to the front of the stage, not breaking with your gaze. This time you definitely knew it was your heart that was throbbing in your chest—not the music.

Chan and Felix were clawing onto you even harder, but you couldn’t feel a thing. 

He was fucking mesmerizing. 

He hadn’t even said a word. 

He crouched down to be eye level with you with his gaze still deathly fierce. Every single inch of him oozed with confidence and unbridled mystery. 

Almost like he was teasing you, he shot up and away, turning into his mic, his gruff voice growling over the start of his lyrics. 

He never looked at you again for the rest of the performance. You found yourself aching for his eyes on your body again, but he never gave it to you. 

No one had ever made you as soaked as he made you. 

╚ ——————————————— ╝

“Aren’t you glad that we stayed, Y/n?” Chan nudged you hard once the three of you had left the club. 

The chill of the winter stung at the back of your sweaty neck wonderfully. It felt amazing compared to how stuffy it had been in there for the past several hours. 

“--how he looked at you?? Y/n, that was...” Felix laughed out a little in disbelief. 

You dig your hands further into your coat pockets. Just above you, tiny flakes of snow started to fall. You huffed out, your breath was wispy floating in the air. You were still getting over it all. How could he have looked at you like that and then pretended that you didn’t even exist? What kind of sick shit was that? 

Chan ran in front of you to skid on a patch of ice with child-like giggles. 

“You okay?” Felix asked, linking his arm through yours. He was always the best at reading you. 

“--yeah, it was just strange. There was something about him that...” 

“--I mean, he’s really hot. I’ll give him that.” 

You chuckled a little. “You think so too?” 

“I’d be blind if I didn’t think so.” 

“I don’t even know him...but why did he look at me like that...like he did?” 

“I dunno.” Felix shrugged. “We should catch up with Chan before he actually slips.” 

“Heh, you’re probably right.” 

“You just gonna head back home? It’s really late.” 

“Yeah, I’m super tired after all of that.” 

“Want one of us to walk you home?” 

You pondered for a minute, eyes cast up a little to the sky. The night had turned perfectly quiet during the early hours of the morning. Maybe a walk by yourself could do you some good. 

“I’m fine. Thanks for offering though.” 

“Text us when you get back?” Your friend gave your arm a little squeeze with a little worry dancing across his freckled cheeks. 

“Of course.” 

“Okay...don’t forget!” 

“I won’t!” You waved your friends away just as you reached the intersection separating your path from theirs. 

You sucked in a deep inhale, letting the cold air burn a little in your lungs. The sensation snapped you out of your yawn perfectly. It was just a few more blocks away and you knew the way well. Two rights, one left, two straight ahead. 

A blur started to cover your eyes and one more yawn escaped your lips. 

Or was it one right and two lefts? 

The street lights blurred into green and white lines. 

I should be there shouldn’t I? 

Behind you the horn honked, loud and shrill. 

You thought to yourself, what is someone doing honking so loud at night? 

“Watch out!!” A hand grabbed at your arm and jerked you back hard. 

You were definitely awake when your body crashed to the cement sidewalk knees first. A burning pain seethed at the skin of your knees. 

“Fuck! Sorry, I didn’t mean to pull that hard--” 

At first you saw your scraped knees, then you saw him...finally looking at you again. 

“What the hell are you doing walking into the middle of the street, didn’t you see the light?” 

“Are you fucking stalking me?” Was the first thing your brilliant brain could think to ask. 

He scoffed. “You’re welcome for saving your life? You were stumbling around... are you okay? Did you take something?” 

Before you knew it you were surrounded by him and his friends: inspecting you for any signs. 

“No, I am not on anything.” You hissed. “I just...I think that I’m tired an--wait...where are we?” 

“That tired huh?” He helped you to your feet, making you wince. “Shit, you’re bleeding.” His hand lingered on yours. 

“Oh. Yeah, it’s fine. Honestly it’s my own fault.” Your tone dropped. “I should have had one of them walk me home.” 

“--You need someone to walk you home?” 

“No, I got it, thanks. I’m just over that way.” You took two shaky steps forward, your knees immediately buckling in pain. 

“No-listen, my place is over there, I can help you get cleaned up--you’re not gonna find any taxis back to your place at this time of night.” 

“Are you luring me right now?” 

“What?! No!” 

You chuckled a little. It was a bit funny how different he was off stage compared to on. You almost forgot how embarrassingly soaked he had made you before. 

“Trust me.” He nodded to his friends and they split, leaving the two of you alone under the flurrying snow. “You coming?” 

You tentatively took his hand. Funny. This was kind of how it started with Jisung too. All of them were the fucking same. You pitied yourself for thinking that he would be any different. 

╚ ——————————————— ╝

Changbin, as he introduced himself, lived in a modest apartment with three roommates in a place with creaky floorboards and walls of painted over brick. He swore up and down that there was heating in there, but it didn’t feel like it. He kept very few things in his room save for some things that looked like synthesizers and a TV. The two of you had to tip-toe to his room. He warned you that nothing could be kept secret in that apartment. 

“Here, you should clean it first to get anything out of it. Then put this on it, you don’t wanna get infected or anything.” 

“oh. Thank you--” You reached out, but instead he knelt at the edge of the bed at your knees. He tore the whole in your tights even wider to start dabbing at your scratches. 

“Hey! What the--” 

“--They’re already torn. What’s the use in them now?” 

He got to work, being as careful as he could tending to you. His hands gently held your leg still. You watched as he did everything. Being this close again, you remembered. Those little silvery and wavy trellises of his hair...he really was gorgeous. 

Changbin’s hand smoothed down your calf once he was done, tickling you slightly. 

“All done. Better?” 

“Yeah...thank you.” You shied away. After seeing this other side of him you didn’t quite know what to think. 

“I’d love for you to stay but, seeing as you thought that I was luring you before--” 

“--Have I met you before?” 

“Me?” Changbin unclipped his earrings. “I don’t think so. But...that’s interesting. I was thinking the same thing earlier. There’s something about you that I recognize.” 

“--That’s why you looked at me like that?” 

“I looked at you like that, because I thought that you looked sexy.” 

You felt a heat rise in your cheeks. There was something especially hard to ignore about how gentle he had been with you before and how his eyes seemed to devour you now recalling the memory. It was...different. Maybe he wasn’t like all the rest of them. 

“I guess you must not think I still am if you’re trying to send me home.” You edged him on. It was undeniable how good it felt to have him give you his undivided attention. 

“I’m sending you home because it’s the respectful thing to do.” 

“That’s honorable.” 

“You rather me do something else?” 

“You rather me do something else?” 

“You want me to continue being respectful?” 

“Do you want to be?” 

Changbin paced the length of his room, cradling his neck up. “Stop playing fucking games and tell me what it is you want.” 

You thought that him performing was enough to send you over. Seeing him mad was something entirely different. You knew exactly what you wanted; what your body wanted.  

You narrowed your eyes. “Obviously. I want you.” 

You saw it in his eyes first. It was like the first spark of a flame right before he was set ablaze. All you had to do was say it. 

He tore his jacket off and launched himself on top of you, crashing his lips needily into yours. His mouth was addictive, perfectly soft, but running over yours roughly over and over. He kissed you, starving, breathing exhales into your mouth. He wasted no time meeting his tongue with yours, twisting around it slowly, forcing you to slow your pace. He gave you everything at once, then slowly started taking it away again. Changbin sucked on your bottom lip slightly, then pulled. He returned, kissing you again agonizingly slow. He let his hands cascade down your sides, sliding them up your shirt. Further down, he wedged his thigh between your legs, pressing in and issuing a little whimper from you. 

“I like to take things slowly...I hope you don’t mind.” He kissed down your jaw to your neck, taking care of the skin he craved here. He pressed harder with his leg. 

You cried out before grinding your hips into his thigh hopelessly seeking some kind of pleasure. When you did so, the friction of your clit was just enough. 

“So fucking needy.” His warm breath spilled into your ear. “You just can’t wait to have me, can you? Can’t wait to have me filling you up, fucking you deep inside, stretching you out...just like you want to?” He painted more kisses into your neck. “You’re not getting it yet. Not until I say so.” 

“Please...” You felt pathetic grinding on him so hard, but you couldn’t stop, not when it felt so good. 

“Awww.” He tutted. “Feels good doesn’t it?” 

“Mmmm...” You dug your fingers into his arms to pull yourself even closer to him.

He scoffed out a laugh and moved himself off of you. “Quit doing my job for me.” He smirked, then reached down to your legs where he coursed his hands up your inner thighs right where you were most delicate. His fingers reached your throbbing and drenched pussy properly wet through your panties from grinding on him. He ghosted over your clit, letting his fingers fall up and down just slightly, never giving you the satisfaction. Your whole body jerked just for him. Wordlessly, he tore a hole again with one continuous rip. 

“fuck. You’re so wet for me.” He wondered at your body. There he was, looking at you as he had done before. His thumb permitted you a couple soft circles to your clit as you helplessly grinded into his hand. His hands looked beautiful teasing your pussy with his silver rings.

“I’ve got something special I wanna use on you.” Changbin rubbed down harder with one hand and drew a pair of shiny metal handcuffs from his beside with the other. “Pretty right?” He twisted them around.

Seeing them instantly made your whole core cry out in desire for him even more. 

“Can I?”

You nodded quickly and even provided for him your wrists. As expected they bit with a cold, but how they made you feel...so helpless and usable was euphoric. Changbin rose your arms above your head, then removed the remains of your tights, skirt and underwear. By contrast, he was still completely clothed, but you could see his dick, hard and swelling with girth, pressing up against his pants. 

His hands explored all over your legs while you squirmed. The touch of his skin on yours was hypnotic. You had already felt his fingers, so you figured he wouldn’t let you feel them again soon. He drew little scribbles into your skin, sometimes pressing hard, grabbing at you in greedy handfuls. 

“You’re so gorgeous Y/n, so pretty for me, so pretty tied up and squirming. You’re such a good girl...I’m gonna make you cum harder than you can even imagine.”

Your little whimpers came out along with a string of explicatives while he teased at you relentlessly, still not going to touch your clit again. Your hands trashed together a little in the cuffs, the cold digging into you. You couldn’t do anything about it. Your hips writhed when his fingers traced up to your belly, then up to your nipples to pinch at them until they were painfully hard. Your whole body craved him so badly everywhere. 

“fuck--please stop, please--” you panted out, “touch me.” 

Back down again went his hands, and you watched as he devilishly smiled at his work. “I said, not until I say so.” Suddenly his fingers slid right into your pussy with ease. He had tricked you. You nearly screamed at the feeling if he had not slapped his hand over your mouth. “be fucking quiet.”

Changbin pumped in and out at his favored slow pace, curling his fingers up perfectly to rub at your g-spot. Your hands were still useless, so you bit down hard on your lip to keep your moans from escaping. 

“You like it this way don’t you? You’re taking my fingers so good, beautiful. Keep being a good girl and I’ll let you cum okay?”

“Mmm-yes, please.” Your words were breathy.

He moved on to fucking you with his fingers relentlessly. He would switch between pumping you full to then pulling out and robbing you of all feeling. As soon as he could sense your walls tightening, he would pull out, eyes greedily watching as you would fall apart from his edging. 

Your body betrayed you while you were being cruelly teased and your mind went blank as he brought you back and fourth each time. A tension deep down inside you built every time he would curl his fingers--any moment you knew that you could explode if he could only just let you. You even considered letting your hands fall to rub your needy clit yourself, but you had more than enough of punishing. 

“You’re doing so well.” Changbin soothed you at last. “Do you wanna cum for me?” 

“Yes.” You sighed out with utter exhaustion. 

“Alright. You deserve it.” He kissed into the skin right under your bellybutton where your shirt had tucked up a little. 

Finally he rammed his thumb against your clit to give it simulation as he continued fucking into you with his fingers, giving careful attention to your sensitive bud as he wiggled his fingers with speed. The metal on his fingers grazed you too inside, and you felt yourself tightening around him once again. That same tension gathered low and it was so intense and unfamiliar that it scared you. Your back arched as you felt it getting closer..closer...

You cried out, “Changbin, I--” 

“Just let it all go, babygirl.” He spread out your legs farther. 

You came with such ferocity that you felt lightheaded: you squirted hard with your release. It took every ounce of your will not to make a sound, only letting shallow gasps escape. Changbin removed his fingers as you came, rubbing your clit as you did, giving it a couple slaps where it was swollen. Tears fell down the sides of your face as your whole body shook with each release and your hips buckled together. 

Changbin laughed out in awe at the shaking mess in front of him. You felt your whole body flush with heat, and you couldn’t bear to look at him--you had never done anything like that before in your whole life. In fact you didn’t really know what it was. You hid your flustered face under your arms. 

“Fuck, that was so fucking hot.” You heard him chuckle. “Why are you hiding? Hey, come back--” 

He jingled with the keys and let your wrists free, which were also throbbing with a bit of pain. He kissed both of them one after the other. 

“Are you okay?” 

You let yourself look at him and you noticed that his shirt was splattered wet from droplets of your liquids. 

“Fuck--I’m sorry, I don’t know what that was--” 

He laughed softly then crawled over you again. His hands ran up and down your body still in aftershocks. “You don’t have to apologize.” He pressed his lips into yours. “I’m guessing that was your first time squirting, huh?” 

“I-I think so.” 

“Did it feel good?” 

“It felt...so good.” 

“I fulfilled my promise then didn’t I?” He caressed the sides of your face to give you even more careful kisses; they weren’t needy anymore, but this time more caring and passionate. Hell, he didn’t even know you but he kissed you like he loved you. 

“You want me to do you now?” 

“Not yet, you’re still coming down, I don’t wanna ruin this for you.” 

“ ‘Kay.” This time you were the one to lean in to keep kissing him. His lips curled into a smile against yours. 

Changbin unbuttoned your cropped shirt, then took off his all of his clothes after. He laid down next to you, both of you completely bare and the warmth of his mouth found yours once again. Maybe it was just because you had just cum because of him, but the sense of closeness that you felt to him made you feel impossibly safe. You could have kissed him like this forever. 

“You’re perfect.” He whispered onto your lips between kisses. 

You slung one of your legs over his hips and his member twitched on your stomach. You had come down enough. 

“My turn now?” 

“I wouldn’t object to that.” He grinned. 

The bed sheets crinkled a little as you descended farther down the bed and he sat his back against the wall. You got your first proper chance to look at his full length: veiny and perfectly thick, dripping just a little with pre-cum. You could only imagine what it would feel like inside you. Changbin’s eyes followed as you wrapped your hand around him and teased the tip with your pointer finger. You licked fat strokes up and down the sides, feeling him hardening even more. The saliva gathered in your mouth seeing the head grow redder and redder. His chest shook with a broken sigh. You gave him one teasing squeeze that made him wince beautifully. 

“Keep going.” He commanded, raking his fingers through your hair and gripping there. 

“I don't need you to tell me that.” You hushed and flicked the tip of your tongue over his tip. 

After he got to do all of his teasing, how come you didn’t get to do some too? 

“Don’t make me make you.” He growled. 

“Ooo scary.” 

Your hand began to pump him and he relaxed, exhaling out with the trailing of his voice hiding his soft moans. Your free hand dug into the skin of his thigh, letting the sharp of your nails pepper little pink crescents. They were so perfect, you rewarded them with kisses and little bites while your hand kept pumping. Changbin’s fingers dug into your scalp needily. 

He hissed out, “Give me your mouth.” 

A surge of confidence swelled within you knowing he was completely in your control. “You aren’t even going to say please?” 

“I don’t say please.” 

“Then maybe I won’t suck you off then?” 

A flash of betrayal ran across his smoky eyes. “What?!” 

“Fine. I won’t make you say it.” You smirked and took him in generously, deeply, pushing down your tongue and taking him down your throat. You were just a little too ambitious: his length made you gag, but you swallowed down the reflex. Changbin’s head fell back and hit the wall. 

“fuck yes.” The words escaped his tongue. 

You grabbed at him and squeezed, hard, twisting him and flicking your wrist with each turn. He was delightfully hard in your mouth, and with each step closer he gasped out faster and faster. Your head bopped in your rhythm, still taking him in deeper with each move, chasing gags away just as fast as you got a new one. You would stop for a few seconds to let him quiver in your hand and he would groan out once your warmth disappeared. 

“Not-not yet,” He gasped out and squirmed, then pushed you lightly off of him. He scrambled over to the beside again, throwing the drawer open and finding a condom which he tore open with his teeth, then impatiently rolled it over his pink length. He threw his body off the bed, grabbing at your hips to align you with the edge of the bed and situating himself between your legs. He was just as impatient when he took some lube into his hand to rub over his dick curled against his stomach. Changbin coaxed his dick into your opening, leaning down over your body with forearms resting on both sides of your head. Once the two of you were connected, you both let out sighs with the feeling consuming you. He filled you up so wholly, so deeply, it even hurt just a little bit, kind of like the first time. 

“Baby you’re so tight.” He thrust in slow at first, exactly how he liked it. It felt fucking amazing when he stretched you out grinding his hips even in little to let your clit feel the sensation as well. He attached his lips with yours to lend them his warmth. Your arms latched around his neck and your legs around his waist as you pulled him in even closer. The heat from his sweating chest emanated on you. He started to pick up his pace, giving your g-spot attention again as he angled himself above you. 

The two of you sucked in each other’s air as it lasted between your lips for only a few seconds. You moaned directly into his mouth hoping that it was enough to muffle the sound and he returned back with his own arousal spilling all over you and sticking on your tongue. 

Changbin pulled away to shove your legs together and press against his torso, making you even tighter. He shut his eyes upon feeling it, focusing on nothing else but his thrusts. His forehead gathered with little beads of sweat and one fell down his brow. 

His name flew off of your mouth naturally as he fucked into you, and your second orgasm pooled. His toned arms flexed from where he grabbed onto the bed and he choked out little airy gasps before announcing that he was about to cum. 

“Cum inside me baby, fill me up...I’m all yours.” 

Upon hearing your words, he set himself loose, pounding into you with astonishing speed doubling over you as he came, leaving himself inside to throb against your walls. There was something so primal inside of you that craved to feel his cum inside of you knowing that he wanted you, that he desired you and that you could unscrew him until he was vulnerable like this, all for you. 

“Can we...stay like this for a little while?” 

He chuckled a bit, and swept a few strands of your hair off of your face. 

“You like how it feels like this then?” 

“...yes.” 

“Okay beautiful. Anything that you like, can I come back up first? Kinda hard to do it like this.” 

You nodded and let himself get situated sitting on the bed, resting himself against the wall once more. Your bodies shivered as you sat back down on his softening dick, but it was the feeling of being connected to him that you craved. He traced his fingers up and down your back, his eyes full of admiration. 

“You’re perfect.” He echoed. 

“You hardly even know me.” Your fingers twirled his curly hair. 

“You’re perfect.” 

“Thank you...and...thank you for making me feel so good.” 

“My pleasure,” He laughed out the words, “And yours too I guess.” 

“Very funny.” 

There he was, looking at you again like that. Like he loved you. He didn’t even know you. He didn’t know that things you had done; who you were. 

“I’d like to get to know you though. If you’ll let me.” 

╚ ——————————————— ╝ 

AHHHH so writing this I kinda fell in love with the potential for this plot, esp with the stuff with the readers history with Jisung???? SHould I make this a series???? Softdom!bin romancing us?? Let me knowwwww

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Chocolate Chips

I just love this song and was listening to it while I wrote this story. It has good vibes and so does the fic, so it’s a perfect match.

Platonic gn!reader fic feat. Chan, Felix, and Minho (for 2 seconds lol)

Genre: Fluff, crack, and if you squint a bit and turn your head juuuuust right, then maybe a tiny bit of angst

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: None, really. Unless you count y/n being an undercover simp for Chan and getting a little pressed about the games he be playing. Oh, and a little bit of cursing, but mostly just the simp thing.

      There’s something about the JYP building late at night that’s so peaceful. Especially in your studio. The door has a pin pad lock that only you and a few of your most trusted friends have the code for, and it was, of course, completely soundproof. You had poured your heart and soul into this space and it showed. Everything from the expensive monitors you had spent months researching and saving for to the delicate fairy lights that served as the only light source at the moment because the bright overhead lights could be a bit much at times like this. It’s the safest place in the world for you. You could truly be yourself and no one could tell you otherwise.

       Not that there was anyone who was around to do so. Everyone had gone home for the night. Even your fellow serial overtimer and close friend, Chris Bang, had left around an hour ago, which was definitely a pleasant surprise. You, on the other hand, knew sleeping wasn’t in the cards for you tonight, so here you were, staring at the same track he had asked you to help with that you had been looking at for hours. The same 808 that kept clipping the audio. The same melody that kept going slightly flat. The same drum pattern that was just one beat off. You pushed your chair slightly back from the desk and removed your blue-light glasses to allow yourself to rub your seriously strained eyes. You were sure you looked like a zombie by this point. You could feel the dark circles under your eyes growing deeper by the minute, your hair was a wreck from the constant tugging and mussing out of frustration, and you knew that tomorrow your face would be so washed out and swollen. This is the life you chose. This is what you’ve wanted your whole life. You remind yourself.

      Turning your attention back to the project at hand, you skim over the lyrics scribbled haphazardly on a torn-out sheet of notebook paper, and made a mental note to yourself to ask Jisung to work on his handwriting. You squint, trying to make out each letter, but you gave up just as quickly as you had started.

      You were trying to decide whether to close the project and go home or just try and grind it out now. You had just decided to go with the latter option, when your phone went off. It was Chan’s text tone. Normally, you would check it when you left the studio, but he knows better than anyone that receiving a text while working is probably the most annoying thing on this earth, and he knew you were still there, so this had to be really important.

Channabelle🖤: y/n, I don’t wanna worry you, but we have an urgent situation @ the dorms.

Channabelle🖤: It’s Lix…

Y/N: What happened?! Is he hurt?!?!

Channabelle🖤: I don’t think it’d be right to tell you over text. I’m coming to get you.

Y/N: CHRIS TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON

Channabelle🖤: Omw. Be there in 5.

Y/N: CHRISTOPHER

      The last message was left unread. You hurriedly shoved everything in your backpack before grabbing your jacket and bolting out the door. You were on the 7th floor, but you knew the elevator would take too long, so you opted for sprinting down the stairs, tripping several times on the way. You rushed through the lobby and out the front door where you stood on the curb, pacing back and forth while desperately trying to call Chan to no avail.

      His sleek, black car pulled up to the curb a few minutes later, and you yanked the door open before throwing your things onto the floorboard and fumbling with your seatbelt buckle. Chan just stared straight ahead and pulled off without a word. His expression was calm and unreadable. He looked ethereal under the passing streetlights, but you shook those thoughts away as quickly as they reared their heads. At least he didn’t look worried or scared. It can’t be that serious. If it was really bad, he would have sent someone else to get me. Maybe Lix is just sad and needs someone outside of the group to talk to. Maybe he burned himself and no one there knows first aid. Maybe… on and on you went until your spiraling thoughts were interrupted as the car came to an abrupt stop in the parking deck of their complex. You tumbled out of the car, grabbing your bag.

      “Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong now, or am I-”

      “Just wait. You’ll see when we get up to the dorm” he said walking calmly while using a voice that sounded far too nonchalant for the situation at hand. He pressed the up button on the outside of the elevator and waited, scrolling through Twitter on his phone.

      “The elevator’s too slow. We should take the stairs.” You insisted.

      “The lift,” he loved trying to correct your American dialect with his Australian one. It was a joke he had started not 10 seconds after you met, and it annoyed you to no end, but you had to admit that it did make you smile, “and it’s plenty fast enough, now calm down, will ya?” He was giggling at this point, and it melted your heart. Or, at least, it would have if you weren’t two seconds away from smacking him silly.

      “Firstly, shut up,” you quipped back. A small grin appeared briefly as you stepped onto the lift, “and, secondly, how am I supposed to calm down when something’s wrong with Lix?” You were really frustrated with him at this point.

      “Why do you keep saying something’s wrong? Do you want something to be?” He asked in an almost teasing way as he pressed the button up to their floor.

      “What? You said yourself that there was a problem and-”

      “No I didn’t.” Will this man ever stop interrupting you? “I just said that there was an urgent situation. After you,” he smirked, and gestured as the doors slid open. You stepped off and just looked at him in disbelief. Had he really just allowed you to sit there, obviously worrying, over something that wasn’t happening?

      It didn’t matter. You ran to the door and started knocking rapidly.

      “Allow me,” Chris slipped his key into the door, and the second the lock clicked open, you pushed past him into the small entrance-way that held everyone’s shoes. You didn’t bother taking yours off, though. You called Felix’s name as you quickly began walking from room to room, looking for your beloved friend.

      “Lix? It’s y/n! Where’re you at?”

      “In the kitchen!” he called out in a surprisingly chipper tone. You made your way to the kitchen and, as soon as you walked in, you were greeted with the scent of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. “Hey, y/n! Sorry we had to pull you from your work. I just made cookies, and I wanted to make sure you got some while they were still fresh, and before Binnie got into them. You know how he gets over cookies,” he said smiling brightly and giggling.

      “Wait. Cookies?!” You exclaimed in disbelief.

      “There had best be a damn good reason as to why you’re wearing shoes in my house,” Minho scolded you, and you quickly apologized and slipped them off. You whipped your head around to see Chris doubled over in laughter.

      “You should have seen your face! That was priceless, oh my gosh!” he had tears rolling down his cheeks and was holding his stomach.

      “I cannot believe you! You let me sit there and freak out about something having happened to Felix and you knew the whole time that it was just cookies?!?!” You were sure that anyone in the apartment who had been sleeping was awake now, but you didn’t care.

      “To be fair, I told you not to worry, but you just don’t know how to listen,” he was trying, and failing, to compose himself.

      “Did you not want any?” Felix asked, sounding almost hurt.

      “Of course I do! I love your baking! I just wish that SOMEONE would have told me that that’s why you needed me here so I wouldn’t worry myself sick over some damn cookies!” If looks could kill, Christopher Bang would be one dead son of a bitch, but they can’t and there was no chance of you being able to overpower him and smack that stupid, smug grin off his lips, so you settled for huffing and taking a seat at the table with a glass of milk and an obvious pout.

      “Aw… I’m sorry y/n. Next time I’ll tell you when we pull into the carpark so you don’t have to worry for so long, okay?” he started howling with laughter all over again. He had no idea how lucky he was that you would kill to hear him laugh like that all the time, and, more importantly, for Felix’s chocolate chip cookies.

“Oh! Chan?” He paused his laughter to look your way, “Just so you know, it’s called a parking deck.”

A/N: So this is based off a dream I had a week ago, and I thought it was super cute, so I hope y’all do too! (Also, there may or may not be a pt. 2 coming up just about y/n and Chan, but I wanted to have a mostly platonic one for the people who want that.) Have a wonderful day, and make sure to eat something super tasty today!

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#5

21 notes • Posted 2021-04-22 20:28:55 GMT

#4

Awakening Day

(In honour of May 15th being the Captain's awakening day, here's a short piece of Phineas reflecting on the moment he defrosted Jaq)

The following extract is taken from the explosive forthcoming book “The Heroes of Halcyon: How the Corporations Fell” by the acclaimed journalist Linus Streckfus Persons.

It’s surprisingly muggy inside the private laboratory aboard the Hope which hosts the work of Doctor Phineas Vernon Welles. The atmosphere smells of a strange mix of damp earth and pungent chemical and there are air scrubbers working overtime - a constant bass hum that soundtracks my conversation with the elusive Dr.

A sprightly man approaching his seventies, Welles chatters away in long, considered sentences, his focus seemingly upon the petri dish before him and his answers often interspersed with comments on his experiments or a fact he feels might compliment the discussion. I reflect that he is in surprisingly high spirits for a man who has repeatedly denied my previous requests for an interview and he offers a wry smile but declines to elaborate on his sudden, effusive change of heart. When I push a little more, the scientist’s arched eyebrow all but disappears into his mass of wild grey hair, a response that becomes a regular feature throughout our discussion. I decide to move to safer ground and switch the conversation to one of Welles’ preferred topics – The Captain.

LSP: So, Doctor Welles, let me set the scene for our readers. It’s the 15th of May aboard the Orbital Lab, you’ve recovered a single stasis pod from the abandoned Hope vessel and you have one final chance at reviving a frozen colonist. After all those decades of work, finally, the Captain awakens – what were your first thoughts?

PVW: Relief, mostly. There had been a point early on in the thawing process where Jaq’s adrenalin levels had spiked dangerously – I had worried they might have a heart attack. So when they stabilised, when they opened their eyes and met mine . . . well, yes, I was deeply relieved.

Welles pauses at this point to open a machine he explains is a centrifuge and extract several samples of chemicals that he lists off but are not of import to our interview.

PVW: Once I was certain they would live, it became imperative to ensure Jaq understood the situation they had awoken into – the state of Halcyon. It was thrilling to discover they were a person who not only grasped the scale of the corruption we were subject to but shared my own rather unique opinions on how best to deal with that. I recall feeling exhilarated, and for the first time in many, many years, hopeful.

LSP: We know that you and the Captain are now close (Note: Captain Evenshaw and Dr Welles have been married several years) but what were your very first impressions of them?

PVW: That the contents of their stomach were surprisingly orange!

Welles appears particularly pleased with this joke and chuckles to himself whilst focusing on whatever sample he currently has under the microscope

PVW: Ahem, my first - and I later learned somewhat incorrect – impression, was that they were a very serious individual – sombre, even. That they were someone I could trust to get the job done and put in the hard work. I remember they dealt with the shock of it all exceptionally well and I was impressed with how quickly they recovered their physical capacity. So my first impression was that I had made the right choice.

LSP: Looking back on it now, do you think you had any idea quite how pivotal the moment of their awakening would be? For you? For the Colony?

There is a long pause at this point and for the first time in our discussion, Welles ceases his almost constant fidgeting with flasks and pipets.

PVW: Yes. Yes, strangely, I think I did. Of course, I couldn’t possibly have known quite what Jaq would come to mean to me personally but with regards to my work, to the Colony? Yes, I knew Jaq – the Captain – would change the future of Halcyon irrevocably.

“The Heroes of Halcyon: How the Corporations Fell” will be published via Monarch Free Press this month. Available to purchase from all good media outlets in multiple formats. Ask your vendor to order a copy today.

21 notes • Posted 2021-05-15 16:35:03 GMT

#3

Trouble

I wrote another Jaq/Phin snippet that I don't really know what else to do with so here it is!

“Phineas!”

Jaq’s voice echoed through the laboratory cutting through the hum of the air scrubbers and Phineas’ head snapped up from where he had been leant over a microscope. Oh dear. His partner never used his full name. Only if it was something very serious, or something terrible had happened, or he was in –

“You’re in trouble,” Jaq stated, halting before his workbench. A deeply unimpressed scowl was darkening their usually smiling features.

“I’m sorry, my dear?” he asked, racking his brains for the potential issue at hand. He had definitely put his socks in the washing basket this morning and he was quite certain he had tidied the mess from the tomatoes that had exploded during that unfortunate experiment with rapid growth rays . . . Hmm, whatever was the matter?

Jaq raised their hands and it was now he noted they were holding two clear bottles, each containing a pale amber solution.

“What’s this?” They held out the bottle in their right hand.

He shrugged. “Well it’s nutrient solution for the new legumes we’ve adapted. Remarkable plants. Did you know, they actually contain forty-seven percent more protein than-”

“- and what is this?” they cut him off, now holding out the bottle in their left hand.

He peered at the half faded label. “Erm, fizzy tea, I believe?”

“Right,” Jaq agreed and plonked the bottles down on workbench. “So which of these do you think I wanted when I went to the fridge in our quarters looking for a drink?”

Ahh.

Jaq hummed as they spotted the moment he realised his error. “What did we agree about not keeping specimens in our personal space?”

Phineas scoffed. Now that was hardly fair. “It is not a specimen, it is plant food – perishable plant food – and as such it was in the fridge,” he argued. Jaq folded their arms across their chest. “Besides, it is clearly labelled.”

They sighed in frustration and sensing a moment to remove himself from the situation Phineas swept up the precious nutrient and whisked it away to the fridge in the corner of the laboratory.

“You are so very observant, I had assumed it wouldn’t be an issue,” he continued with a grin. Jaq’s scowl slipped a little. “It’s one of those things I love so much about you.”

Jaq rolled their eyes at that but he caught the hint of smile creeping in at the corner of their lips. “That’s not a get out of jail free card, Phin,” they muttered.

Aha! They were still frowning but if Jaq was back to using their affectionate nickname for him then Phineas knew full well he had gotten away with the little mishap.

“Of course not,” he agreed. “You are my get out of jail free card.”

Jaq snorted at that and turned to leave. “Love you too, Phin,” they called as they left the lab.

21 notes • Posted 2021-05-07 17:51:30 GMT

#2

Your OTP through another's eyes

Write a scene for your pairing (or more) as observed by another character in the TOW universe

(it could be one of the characters listed below or if I’ve missed any who might be particularly interesting to try this with then send another name)

1. ADA

2. The Crew (pick a member)

3. Phineas

4. Rockwell

5. Akande

6. Udom Bedford

7. Junlei Tennyson

8. Gladys Culkelly

9. Anton Crane

10. Sanjar Nandi

11. Zora Blackwood

12. Martin Callahan

30 notes • Posted 2021-04-07 20:12:43 GMT

#1

OTP established relationship asks

Decided to try making one of these finally!

1. Have they ever had a huge row and if so, what was it about?

2. What are the little arguments that come up over and over again but never really cause a big bust up?

3. Have they ever considered splitting up?

4. What do they consider to be each other’s most annoying habits?

5. Would either of them ever cheat on each other?

6. What things have tested their relationship over the years?

7. Do they have a designated date night? If so, what do they usually do?

8. Do either of them get jealous?

9. Do they celebrate their anniversary still?

10. How do they divide up the domestic jobs?

11. Do they sleep in the same bed or prefer to sleep separately?

12. Do they share a friendship group or prefer to socialise separately?

13. How do they deal with a long stretch of time apart?

14. Do they have a morning routine? Describe it if you’d like to.

15. Do they have a night time routine? Describe it if you’d like to

16. What does an average day look like for your OTP?

17. How do they deal with getting ill? Is one better at handling it than the other?

18. What are the little things they do each day to show the other they care? – either consciously or subconsciously

19. If there was one thing they could change about each other, what would it be?

20. Do they still flirt with each other?

21. What are their boundaries like? e.g. do they both use the bathroom together, will they lounge around naked together, do they need to work in separate rooms?

22. Do they like to mess with each other or deliberately wind each other up?

23. Is there something they have grown to appreciate more about each other over the years?

24. What do they find are each other’s most endearing habits?

25. If they live together, who decorates their living space? Has one of them taken it over?

26. Which of them makes plans and organises things for them to do together?

27. Is one of them more affectionate than the other?

28. Do they have a side of the sofa/bed/etc or do they not care?

84 notes • Posted 2021-06-25 20:11:37 GMT

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Fic Masterlist

WIPS

Felix Culpa

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (T)

Varrick is the intimidating boss at Varrick Global Industries, and Zhu Li is his ever dutiful assistant.  When Varrick is faced with being deported back to the Southern Water Tribe, he makes a split second decision that affects both his and Zhu Li’s lives.

Riptide

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G)

Octavia has Diyoza on her knees and Bellamy tries to convince her not to go through with killing her when Clarke arrives with shocking news.

Puppy Love

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G)

When Bellamy brought a puppy into their already complicated life, Echo was a little confused.  How would their rigid schedules work now?

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (T) (moodboard)

When Roan dropped Echo off at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, she didn’t know what she expected.  Meeting Bellamy Blake certainly wasn’t on her radar.

Things I Almost Remembered

(Star Wars) (Rey x Ben) (T) (moodboard)

Former Senator Lei Organa is offering a large reward to whomever can return her long lost son to her.  Rey and Finn decide to find someone on the streets of Chandrila who looks like the lost prince and teach him to play the part so they can get rich… but this Kylo Ren seems almost a little too perfectly matched to the part.

Something About the Sunshine

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (T) (moodboard)

Three years ago, it was a simple summer beach romance.  Now, Sansa is navigating a rocky relationship with Joffrey, and Theon is trying to break out of Ramsay’s iron grip, and they barely remember each other, at least until circumstances throw them back together.

They Picked Us

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (Major Character Death) (moodboard)

When tragedy strikes, Emma finds herself raising her best friend’s infant son with the help of the devil incarnate, one Mr Killian Jones.  Will they be able to put aside their differences long enough to make sure little Leo has a good life?

Ocean’s Roar

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (T) (moodboard)

Sansa begins her latest research expedition, not realizing it will lead her to possibly one of the greatest scientific discoveries of her career.. and turn her personal life upside down.

Camera Flashes and Magazine Covers

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Julie x Luke) (T) (moodboard)

During a trip to Hollywood for a music competition, Julie meets rock star Luke Patterson, completely by chance.  After spending time with him, she starts to realize he might not be the jerk she thinks he is, until an interview changes all of that.

Luke has the chance of a lifetime, to land a movie deal, but there's one catch - he needs to stay out of the tabloids.  Meeting Julie Molina, the one person in the world who isn't obsessed with him, complicates things.

A Juke AU based on the 2010 Disney Channel Original Movie Starstruck

Completed Multichapter Fics

N/A (yet)

Completed Oneshots

The Laundromat

(Glee) (Kurt x Adam) (G) (1399 words)

After losing a bet to Rachel, Kurt has to visit the Laundromat to do her laundry for her. Thankfully, Adam surprises him and keeps him company, despite the fact that they have a date that night.

Zhu Li Doesn’t Dance

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (515 words)

Zhu Li doesn’t dance, except when Varrick convinces her to.

The In-Laws

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (1094 words)

After his marriage to Zhu Li, Varrick faces the biggest challenge of his life… meeting the inlaws.

Roleplaying

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (T) (461 words)

Zhu Li tries to spice up her married life with Varrick, except he doesn’t seem to notice.

Nobody Does It Like You

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (808 words)

While trapped in prison, Zhu Li and Varrick enjoy some tea, and have a certain moment…

I’m Here

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (1899 words)

Killian thought he was going to lose her to that ice cave, and now that he has her back, he isn’t about to leave her alone.

A Little Help is Easy to Find

(Glee) (Kurt x Adam) (G) (817 words)

Kurt vents to Adam, and Adam offers a solution.

Iced Caramel Latte

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (G) (3191 words)

The coffee shop was his safe haven, so when it was disturbed by a group of students, he was rightfully offended… that is, until one girl sticks in his mind.

Changes

(The 100) (Harper, minor Harper x Monty) (G) (1113 words)

Harper and Monty’s fling results in the action girl’s body going through some interesting changes that are very much not welcome.  Yeah, she’s not happy with the idea at all.

A Leaf on a Breeze

(The 100) (Harper & Echo, minor Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (G) (3232 words)

Years later, Echo realized something in hindsight.  She should have known that of course it would have been Harper, the girl with so much heart, who reached out first, and she was forever grateful for it.

Or, Echo feels alone on the ring, and Harper is the one who brings her out of her shell.

I Love You a Latte

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G) (4044 words) (moodboard)

Echo didn’t do Valentines Day… until she did.

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (T) (Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings) (8480 words) (moodboard)

It’s Purge Night and Echo gets stuck in more ways than one.  Over, and over, and over again.

Like a river flows surely to the sea

(The 100) (Harper x Roan) (G) (2804 words) (moodboard)

She was drawn to him, and his presence helped her during what could have been a nightmare.

Or, Harper, the Girl Under the Floor, finds someone she hasn’t seen in months while being chased by an Azgedan warrior.

Hello Mr Blake

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (E) (4143 words)

He was a frequent flyer due to his job.  She was a flight attendant who always seemed to be working on his flights.  Eventually, joining the mile high club just seemed like the right thing to do.

Sail into the Moon

(The 100) (Raven x male!Luna, Spacekru) (G) (5867 words) (moodboard)

After an accident leaves her unable to sail, Raven hated the thought of being close to the water.  Her friends somehow managed to convince her to go to the beach with them, though, and there she met the most attractive guy… except she might have met him before.  Who knows?  It’s a mystery.

Burn

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (T) (2886 words)

Bellamy wakes up in the lab, only to find that the Lightbournes are planning on injecting Echo with Nightblood as a test.

Not Goodbye

(Dynasty 2017) (Steven x Sam) (T) (2112 words)

With Sam feeling a bit down, Kirby takes it upon herself to plan a date that he won’t forget.

The Butterflies

(The 100) (Octavia x Lincoln) (T) (4383 words) (moodboard)

It was as though the universe kept trying to tell her something.  Every time she felt the butterflies, it was because of him, and him only.

oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do

(The 100) (Octavia x Lincoln, Blake Siblings) (G) (2085 words) (moodboard)

“You shot him?” “Not fatally, but it was a good distraction.” “You’re developing quite the habit.” “I guess I have.”

What if Bellamy had made the right choice back in season 3?

where the love light gleams

(The 100) (Murphy x Raven) (T) (7664 words) (moodboard)

Raven hadn’t been home for Christmas in four years, but the one year she did, she met Murphy, new in town since she had last been there, and learns a very important lesson about the holidays.

We’ve No Place to Go

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (G) (3520 words) (moodboard)

While making a last minute trip to Storybrooke for Christmas, Emma and Henry come across a number of problems… including one very attractive traveler.

On Sister My Sister

(The 100) (Blake Siblings) (T) (5754 words) (moodboard)

After years of estrangement, Octavia waltzes back into Bellamy’s life and helps him take down one of the biggest drug rings in New York, all while making all his friends think they’re in a relationship.  Lovely.

Gunning for Glory

(The 100) (Bellamy x Gina) (T) (5119 words) (moodboard)

While on a routine mission for Kane, Bellamy comes across a mystery girl who points him towards a treasure trove that might prove useful for Arkadia, but danger lurks up every spiraling staircase.  It may just be the distraction he needs, though, to get over Clarke leaving.

like dust behind the wagon

(The 100) (Harper x Monroe, Spacekru) (T) (Major Character Death) (5470 words) (moodboard)

Harper and her family were in search of a better life in Oregon when tragedy struck.  She didn’t think she would ever recover, and then she met Monroe, a lone traveler looking for a ride to Fort Bridger.

In the Middle

(Harry Potter) (Harry x Draco) (G) (1178 words)

Draco and Harry attempt to navigate their two worlds as their relationship continues.

make a wish (count to three)

(The 100) (Murphy x Emori) (T) (5485 words) (moodboard)

In Alpha City, anyone who isn’t a Prime, the top tier of society, is claimed by a factory to work for a meager living at the age of 18.  When Murphy is selected for the factory overseen by the mysterious Alie, he thinks life might finally be getting better…

if you choose to fly

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo x Raven) (M) (5498 words) (moodboard)

It’s always been the three of them, for as long as she can remember, and she’s happy.  Bellamy kisses her forehead and Echo raises a hand to her cheek, reaching across and pressing a featherlight kiss to her lips.  A week later, she finds herself missing the tranquility of the moment.

Or the origin story of Raven Reyes.

Promise

(The 100) (Luna & Octavia) (M) (Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death) (4974 words) (moodboard)

During the Conclave, Luna and Octavia find themselves in another version of Polis where vampires have been terrorizing what’s left of humanity.

Strawberries and Cream

(The 100) (Octavia x Niylah) (E) (3015 words) (moodboard)

Sure, Niylah Keene was freaking gorgeous, and every time she passed her in the hallway, her throat went dry and she had to quickly duck into her apartment before she did something she would regret, but would Octavia admit she had a massive crush on her new neighbour?

No.  The answer was no.

time has brought your heart to me

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (E) (9309 words) (moodboard)

High up in the mountains that towered over Eden, where the snow swirled around in the wind, lived the last pocket of elves in the kingdom.  When Echo made the journey to the ground to spy on the humans, she had no idea that her story was only beginning, and that the man she met would remain in her heart for centuries to come.

warm me baby

(The 100) (Miller x Bryan) (E) (2012 words) (moodboard)

When the heating system on the Ark goes offline, Miller goes to check on his boyfriend… and then they end up in Bryan’s private quarters with nowhere to be for an indefinite length of time.

Reality Check

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (T) (2204 words) (moodboard)

It wasn’t real, she kept reminding herself.

Except it was real.  Bellamy had kissed her.

Or Echo tries to cope with the fact that her relationship with Bellamy might actually be real (and Spacekru knows more than they let on).

Healing AIs, Healing Hearts

(The 100) (Octavia x Raven, Raven & Echo) (T) (Major Character Death) (8989 words) (moodboard)

Raven and her mother were a perfect team, working with damaged and mistreated AIs and tech.  When tragedy strikes, however, Raven has to figure out how to make it on her own.  And then there’s that new assistant her mom hired, making things interesting.

talos bless us

(The 100) (Space Sisters) (T) (5358 words) (moodboard)

When Bellamy gets himself captured by Imperials, sisters Raven and Echo plan the ultimate heist to break him out of a closely guarded fort, aided by a dark elf and a khajiit.

until the next, my beloved

(The 100) (Luna x Raven x Roan) (T) (2798 words) (moodboard)

Luna and Roan set off to find the legendary city of Eden, where it is said there is gold stretching as far as one can see.  As Raven cannot come due to her blindness, Luna takes it upon herself to keep sending her updates on their journey.

Onwards

(The 100) (Spacekru) (G) (2033 words)

Echo makes the ultimate choice: does she fully transcend or does she take a chance to live out the rest of her days with the ones she loves the most?

Upwards

(The 100) (Echo x Raven) (G) (1692 words) (moodboard)

She had always been there, Echo realized.  She was her home.

it was only a dream?

(The 100) (Spacekru) (T) (3726 words) (moodboard)

It’s just another ordinary day on the Ring until someone points out that it’s Halloween.  That’s when things get weird.

de omnibus dubitandum

(The 100) (Lexa x Josephine x Echo) (M) (3740 words) (moodboard)

After vampires took over the world, the Hunter Association was the only thing that stood between the creatures of the night and the rest of humanity.  Lexa, commander of the association, was determined to bring the world to a better place, no matter the cost.

And then she met Josephine Lightbourne.

a new and glorious morn

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (G) (10358 words) (moodboard)

He needed a date to the Yule Ball.  She needed a fake boyfriend until after the Yule Ball.  Seems simple, right?  At Hogwarts, nothing is that simple.

nice and rosy and comfy cozy

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (5263 words) (moodboard)

Four times Princess Emma is helped into a sleigh by a nameless naval officer, and one time she goes on a sleigh ride with him and learns his name.

bound to be talk tomorrow

(The 100) (Echo x Raven) (E) (4074 words) (moodboard)

When Echo gets a call to clean up some broken glass in a cabin at the resort on Christmas Eve, she meets Raven, a girl who’s just had her heard broken.  Things get spicy when they get snowed in for the night.

Drummer Boy

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Alex x Willie) (G) (1777 words) (moodboard)

Alex has the perfect gift prepared for Willie for Christmas, but his nerves keep getting in the way leading up to the big day.

toward brighter days

(The 100) (Raven x Luna) (T) (5067 words) (moodboard)

Dear Harper,

I am ridiculously out of it this morning.  Last night, when we reached the campsite, Luna suggested we give Echo her own bedroll, since she gave hers up the night before.  Which meant Luna was sleeping with me.  Beside me.

Excerpts from Raven’s journal as she travels to Polis for the Winter Solstice Festival

when life gives you shit, you make kool-aid

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (M) (12017 words) (moodboard)

Bellamy used to have it all, and then one screw-up cost him his career and his fancy life.  Now, working as a bodyguard for alcoholic businessmen and their families, he gets a call from his sister for a job… escorting a hitwoman to testify against a man convicted of crimes against humanity.  What could possibly go wrong?

your package has been delivered

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Julie x Luke) (G)  (5688 words) (moodboard)

Julie was pretty sure she didn't order guitar picks.  Luke most certainly did not order monster slippers.  Clearly, the delivery driver mixed up their houses.  But, delivering packages to each other becomes a ritual, and the fact that they each can't get the other out of their mind?  Surely, nothing will come of that. 

i feel in my heart the start of something new

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (G) (2823 words) (moodboard)

Sansa isn't feeling New Year's Eve so she hides and reads.  And then she (re)meets Theon, and shares a few moments with him, making her night that much better. 

never meant to leave unsaid

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Gen Sunset Curve) (T) (3760 words) (moodboard)

Reggie goes to a band rehearsal after a rough day at home, only to find his bandmates equally on edge.  When tensions rise, he can't handle it any more.

Reggie runs.

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2020年おすすめ新譜アルバムVol. 52：Young Dolph「Rich Slave」

新譜アルバム紹介Vol. 52です。

今回紹介するのは、メンフィスのラッパーのYoung Dolphがリリースした「Rich Slave」です。ジャケットをクリックすると購入先へ飛びます。

Young Dolphはメンフィスを拠点に活動するラッパーです。

08年に初のミックステープ「Paper Route Campaign」を発表。その後も多くのミックステープを発表し、人気をじわじわと広げていきます。13年にはソロでのミックステープのほか、Gucci Maneとのタッグ作「EastAtlantaMemphis」を発表。14年にはそこにさらにPeewee Longwayを加え、ミックステープ「Felix Brothers」をリリースします。その後もミックステープを発表しつつ、16年には1stアルバム「King of Memphis」をリリース。以降も18年のアルバム「Roll Model」や19年のKey Glockとのタッグ作「Dum and Dummer」などをリリースし、精力的に活動しています。

野太い低音から繰り出す、Master Pを思わせる仰々しいラップが魅力のラッパーです。サウンド的には現行メンフィスらしいピアノの音を多用したトラップものが中心。

今作はBandPlayをメインプロデューサーに据え、ピアノやギターなどの楽器の音を多用したトラップを聴かせるメンフィス流儀の快作に仕上がっています。ファンの方はもちろん、初めてYoung Dolphの作品を聴く方も是非。

1. Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up

BandPlayプロデュース。

ブルージーな響きのギターにダーティな低音を合わせた、哀愁系トラップです。呟くようなフックと力強いヴァースのコントラストが見事。

3. To Be Honest

Juicy J制作のトラップ。

イントロでJuicy Jの声とスクラッチが聴け、Three 6 Mafiaファンの方ならニヤリとさせられます。ミニマルなビートも後期Three 6 Mafiaっぽい仕上がり。

8. Death Row

生っぽい鳴りのベースやオルガンが効いた曲。

メンフィス流トラップにRap-A-Lotっぽい匂いをまぶしたようなビートで、チンピラ感のあるラップが光る良曲です。Death Row関係者の名前がたくさん出てくるので、G好きの方はそこも楽しく聴けます。

9. Cray Cray

BandPlayが手掛けたメンフィスバウンス。

いわゆるトラップで使われる音というより、90年代後半～00年代前半のGでありそうな生っぽい音を使った曲です。笛のような音とファンキーなベースが印象的。

10. RNB Feat. Megan Thee Stallion

Juicy JとSosa 808の共作。

イントロからJuicy Jの声に続いてThree 6 Mafia定番ネタのあの声が聞こえてきて、ファンの方ならニヤリとするはず。バウンシーなドラムにシリアスなピアノ、遠くから聞こえてくるストリングスの組み合わせもたまりません。Megan Thee Stallionのキレキレのラップも脂が乗っています。

12. Until It Rot

BandPlay制作のトラップ。

妖しいシンセとドコドコと鳴るドラムが効いたビートで、フックではオートチューンも交えてラップした好曲です。アドリブの加工が地味にユニーク。

14. No Sense Feat. Key Glock

Supah MarioとCassius Jayのプロデュース。

ダークなピアノを使ったメンフィスバウンス系のビートで、Key Glockとのいなたいマイクパスが楽しめます。いかにもなメンフィス臭。

15. Benz

Sosa 808が手掛けたトラップ。

ホラー映画っぽい不気味なシンセのループに、ボコボコした低音が絡むメンフィス印の曲です。連呼系フックも強力。

16. 1 Scale Feat. G Herbo

BandPlay制作のトラップ。

ブルージーなギターに威圧的な低音を絡めたビートで、G Herboのド迫力ラップと絡む良曲です。全然メロディアスじゃないのにオートチューンをかけたYoung Dolphのラップも鬼気迫るものがあります。

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❉ 139 Dreams (Pewdiepie/Felix Kjellberg) Umbrella

📑 Table of Contents

Genre: Friendship, Fluff, Slice of Life ☁

Word Count: 808 ☁

Pairing: None ☁

World: YouTube ☁

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ: *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: . ☁

Thunder roared overhead, giving people no time to react before the dark sky opened up. The street had been slammed with people who scattered quickly when the rain started, ducking inside random shops to wait out the onslaught. A few people were prepared, but they still chose to wait for it to pass. Since it was a downpour, even the umbrellas wouldn’t keep them completely dry.

Then there was you.

When the rain first started, you paused to look up at the gray sky. You were fairly certain that the forecast had predicted only a ten percent chance of light showers, so the downpour surprised you. You didn’t run for cover, though. People sent you weird looks as they rushed by, but it didn’t bother you. You simply smiled, enjoying the feel of the cool drops on your skin.

While most people viewed the rain as an annoyance or a setback, you saw it for what it truly was: a beautiful act of nature that should be cherished and appreciated. It was calming and peaceful to you like all of your worries just got washed away. It’s temporary, sure, but oh so blissful. You never pass up the chance to stop and appreciate what mother nature so kindly provided.

As you walked past the town hall, you glanced up at the giant clock attached to the roof. It was five minutes until four in the afternoon.

‘Shit, I’m going to be so late! Liz is gonna kill me!’

Even though you wanted to enjoy the rain and take your time, you had to pick up the pace. Your college had assigned a project to be completed in pairs and you were both lucky and unlucky enough to be paired with Elizabeth Stewart.

On one hand, Liz had been your friend since your first year of high school and you both got along pretty well.

On the other hand, you were like fire and ice – she took her schooling very seriously and couldn’t stand slackers, while you were a more relaxed student and went with the flow.

No doubt she’d scold you if you were late again.

You rounded the corner and the coffee shop was in sight, just a few buildings down.

In your excitement, you transitioned into a run, which proved to be quite a mistake. A combination of wet concrete and clumsy genes made you trip, losing your balance and stumbling a few steps before finally falling to the ground. You winced, rubbing your behind.

‘That’s gonna be sore tomorrow,’ you thought as you pulled yourself to your feet. Before you could continue on, someone called out to you.

“Excuse me,”

You turned, seeing a tall man jogging toward you. With messy brown hair and striking blue eyes, he was pretty cute, you had to admit, but why was he calling out to you? “Um, yes?”

He smiled awkwardly before holding out his umbrella, the rain now falling on his head. “Please take this,”

“Ah no, I couldn’t.”

“I insist,”

Blinking dumbly, you accepted, wrapping your fingers around the plastic handle. You looked up, about to thank him but he was already jogging back across the street. He said something to a beautiful girl, who waved at you with a bright smile before turning and entering the pizzeria behind her.

‘Well, that was… really nice,’ You smiled, resting the metal rod against your shoulder. It felt nice to know that kind people still existed. You turned to continue on your way but paused.

Liz was standing in front of the coffee shop under the awning, mouth hanging open as she stared at the pizzeria.

Concerned, you waved your hand in front of her face. “Liz? You okay?”

She snapped out of her daze and took you by the shoulders, shaking you. “Oh my god!”

“I’m only a few minutes late, it started to pour so it took me longer to get here, I’m sorry!”

She shook her head, strands of curly blonde hair falling free from the messy bun that confined them. “Not that! Pewdiepie just gave you his umbrella!”

“Pew… what?” Your brow furrowed in confusion.

“Pew-die-pie,” she enunciated. “He’s only the biggest YouTuber ever! My younger brother is obsessed with him, he’s totally going to hate you when I tell him this!”

You hummed thoughtfully. At first, you thought she was exaggerating, but Liz had never really been the time to do so. When you finally made it back home, you decided to look him up.

“Woah, she wasn’t kidding,” You mumbled, looking at the eighty million subscribers that he had. “That’s crazy,” You were blown away by the sheer number and the fact that, even though he was so big, he was still kind to someone he had never even met before.

That day, Felix gained a new subscriber and a loyal fan.

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[astarlightmonbebe]

i needed to lose you to find me

band: stray kids

word count: 808

a/n: hhhh I’m emo over Woojin :((( and this song is stuck in my head :((

pairing: kim woojin x reader

The breaking of a relationship is always the hardest. Months or years of delicately building it up, from treading on eggshells to dancing on them. Relationships are one of the strongest things in the world, but they are also the fragilest. They are like glass: tempered to a fine point and then broken so easily, but the pieces left behind cannot put themselves together the same way. No amount of glue will make it stick.

You learned this the hard way, the pain of goodbyes that rang with finality. You learned it through Kim Woojin, a man you had thought was perfect--had that been the problem, the perfection? It had been a joke, that Woojin was god-tier, but there was harm in putting someone on a platform.

You had almost forgotten he was human.

You hated yourself for it.

Kim Woojin broke his relationship with you like this: Sunday afternoon at four p.m., at a train station.

It was raining. 

It was cold.

It was as miserable as you were.

Woojin was kind and quiet. He was gentle, hands on your shoulders so that you would look him in the eye. He said, “This isn’t your fault.” It was it was it was. 

“Do you have to leave?” You asked, tears dripping down your cheeks, eyelashes stuck together from the rain and salt. “Did I...did I push you away?” Were you tired of me? “I’m sorry, for never asking for your feelings, for ignoring you, for pushing and pushing and--”

He stopped you with a finger on your lips, eyes glimmering. He did not look sad, though you were sure you looked like a wreck. Instead, there was an air of nostalgia paired with Woojin’s usual sense of sentimentalism. He was drowning in a sweatshirt today, an old one that smelled of woodsmoke. More yours than his, at this point in your relationship.

Was it still a relationship anymore?

“You didn’t do anything, y/n.” Woojin told you. “I’m doing this so I won’t hurt you.” He turned to the train, waiting in the station. “You already know by now that I’m leaving.”

He hesitated, fingers on the watch wrapped around his wrist, a gift from one of his brothers. You had never imagined Woojin to be the one to leave. His brothers: Chan and Felix and Jeongin and Changbin and Felix and Hyunjin and Seungmin and Minho and Jisung; they were all so much louder and free spirited and filled with dreams.

To you, Woojin had always simply been, well, Woojin.

Grounded. Responsible. An amazing singer. Good at the 9 to 5 type of job. Checking every box for your ideal type. So ideal that you hadn’t tried to find anything else in his galaxy. You had a whole world in front of you and you had never bothered to explore him.

Now, you had run out of time.

“I don’t want to leave you all behind, but I have to.” Woojin explained. “I need to find my own path. I need to find out who I am without all of this. What am I without what ties me down?” He did not say it, but you could read it in his eyes: it’s eating me alive inside.

“But...you have a family here. You have me. You have a job.” What else could you possibly need?

“And I’ll always have you.” Woojin whispered, turning his bright brown eyes to yours. “Just like you’ll always have me. I’m going away in body, but not in spirit. The world won’t end just because I’m not right next to you, y/n.” He added affectionately, reaching over to peel strips of wet hair off your cheeks.

You sniffled and looked down at your soaked tennis shoes. “I’ll miss you.” You whispered. “I’ll never stop missing you.” 

“Whenever you do, just remember that I’ll always be here.” Woojin tapped your heart, hand warm against the chill of the gray and blue world surrounding the two of you. 

The train whistled a warning, and Woojin collected his bags up quickly. “You should go.” You whispered, and he nodded, turning in the direction of the train. You watched his back, his old sweatshirt, remembering all the times you had fallen asleep together, fallen asleep in it and in his arms.

Woojin stopped. He turned in the entryway to the train. Over the howling wind and rain, what would ordinary drown everything else out, you miraculously heard him:

“This isn’t the end!” He yelled. “This is just another beginning!”

This is how relationships end: messily, horribly, a stone through a window that shatters everything apart. A window that cannot be put back together, but instead has to be replaced. However, that window is still a window. It just doesn’t look how it used to.

This is how relationships end: they don’t.

End.