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madrone33 · 10 months

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So I read the first book in the Percy Jackson series ‘The Lightning Thief’ a few months ago, and then I realised there was a musical after randomly coming across ‘The Campfire Song’ in a Greek Mythology song playlist on yt. So I finally listened to 'The Lightning Thief' musical! Yay! And now I have way too much in my head, and now I’m shoving it all onto the internet! Be warned, this isn’t really ordered or even coherent :)

I'm too used to Hamilton and Epic lol, I kept getting surprised when there were time skips between songs. Only 19 songs instead of 40? Skipping or compacting battle scenes? Actual spoken lines most of the time? Wow.

I really like 'Prologue/The Day I Got Expelled', 'Another Terrible Day', Percy's part in 'Their Sign', 'Put You In Your Place', 'The Campfire Song', 'Good Kid', 'Lost!', 'Drive,' 'The Tree on the Hill', 'The Last Day of Summer', 'Bring on the Monsters'. So most of them lol.

Tho my favs 5 are probs 'Prologue/The Day I Got Expelled', 'The Campfire Song', 'Good Kid', 'The Tree on the Hill', 'The Last Day of Summer'.

I love Percy. He's so sassy bitter exasperated done with all this shit XD. I almost like him better than in the book lol.

Also Luke. I actually sympathised with him a lot. Probably because the resigned bitterness all the half-bloods feel about their parents is emphasised a lot more in the songs, at least to me.

Kinda a play by play of my reactions?:

L: The gods are real. Like the Greek gods.

A: Like the ones you learned about but weren't paying attention to.

L, A: Well, they don't pay attention to you, either.

All: Especially if you're their kid.

[… that’s rough buddy]

All: *bitterly carefree* Yeah, the gods are real. And they have kids. And those kids have ISSUES!

[mood]

P: Look! … I didn't wanna be a half-blood.

[Yesss! It’s actually happening omg. Also his VA is amazing]

P: And, honestly, I'd be totally be fine if I could make it to the next grade!

[someone give this kid a hug plz]

P: It wasn't dirty socks or my stepdad. It was danger that I smelled.

[pffft he really just did Gabe like that lmao]

P: *sarcastic* Maybe you don't know what a half-blood is because your life is normal and happy and not constantly in danger-

P: That's when this story should probably start. We were geeking out on ancient Greek at the New York Metropolitan Museum Of Art.

[honestly just impressed they managed to make this long ass title rhyme and fit the beat]

Ch: Anyone? Any student?

[lol, yeah no kid wants to bring attention to themselves like that]

P: My best friend was acting strange, at which he so excelled.

[damn Percy’s kinda savage]

P: Grover, you're a good friend.

G: Awww… *amused pity* Dude. I'm your only friend.

[bro Grover is even more savage!]

All: The day it all went down!

P: I saw something odd in Mrs Dodds’ frown.

All: The day it all got weird.

P: The day I got expelled!

[the sudden switch to just saying ‘yeah shit got weird’ is hilarious]

MD: I have heard much about you, Percy Jackson.

P: *vaguely impressed, dry* Really? That's very dedicated for a substitute.

[lmao]

MD: Kicked out of five schools in six years. One might question your parentage.

P: *mutter, protective* Hey, don't talk about my mom-

MD: *smug* And your father? That's right… You don't know who he is! *starts laughing maniacally*

P: *defensive, wary, demand* What's this about anyway?

[I just love his vocal delivery on those lines. He’s a total mama’s boy, for good reason, Sally’s awesome. But also, yeah, I’d be freaked out too if my teacher isolated my from the group and then started talking this shit]

P: *tentative, freaked out* Um… I didn't know what just had happened. Was that all a creepy, crazy dream? *incredulous, questioning his own sanity* My teacher was a creature, then she vanished in the ether with a demon scream.

P: The day I got- Expelled?!

[oof.]

P: *bitter, hurt, resigned* You think I’m trouble, just like everyone else.

[oof the way his voice is just so resigned, like he’s used to this, which he is. And Chiron, you’re not helping. God, this kid needs competent adults in his life]

S: He warned me that things might be hard if… you were like him.

P: *sarcastic, harsh, bitter* Was he a screw up too? *tired, shame, resigned* Sorry, mom. If I was only- normal.

[no Percy that’s not what she means! Don’t call yourself a screw-up :( ]

P: *vacant, pleasant* This is weird. *bland* Oh look, a strange man in a Hawaiian shirt.

Poseidon: *in THE goofiest voice ever* "What belongs to the sea can always return to the sea." It's a seashell.

P: *mild, moving on* … Like I said. Weird.

[HAHAHA]

D: *sarcastic, grimace* Oh, you're alive. I suppose that's good news for you, but it means a lot more paperwork for me. So don't expect me to be happy to see you.

D: *grumble, pissed, sarcastic* Great! You haven't been debriefed. This is way out of my pay grade. Which is saying a lot, 'cause I don't get paid!

[average teacher’s salary smh]

D: *snarl, irritable* Someone find Professor Hay-For-Breath and tell him Peter Johnson is awake, so he better clip-clop over here!

P: *unimpressed* It's Percy Jackson.

D: *can’t care in the least, snaps* Whatever!

D: *throws up hands, done* Does no one watch the orientation film?

D: To tell you the truth? The best thing is to *aggressive table banging* BREAK UP WITH THE GUY!

[I am cackling rn]

D: *loudly and musically complaining about how much his job sucks*

P: *in complete confusion* Mr. Brunner! You’re a horse?! WHAT IS HAPPENING??

P: *bitter, pissed* My mom raised me all on her lonesome. When I would reach out, no one else would be there! *incensed* Well I want my birthday cards and fishing trips! Child support and homework tips!

[Poseidon! Pay 👏 your 👏 child support 👏]

P: *gritted teeth, holding back tears* So- So who is he?

[SOMEONE GIVE HIM A HUG RIGHT NOW-]

L: *dry, bitter jazz hands* Welcome to the dysfunctional family.

[I know Luke’s technically the bad guy, but let’s be real. He’s cool]

C: You're gonna drown, you ain't gonna float!

C: Don't mean to boast, don’t mean to brag!

[I adore those high notes on ‘drown’ and ‘don’t’. Actually. Just- all of Clarisse and Annabeth’s high notes and slides are incredible]

[yo, 'Put You In Your Place' kinda sounds like 'Do What you Gotta Do' from Descendants 3. And I love that.]

A: *bright* Go to the boys bathroom!

P: *raised eyebrow* And…?

A: *questioning Percy’s intelligence* Stay there? *the ‘duh’ is implied* It’s your first day. We don’t want you messing this up.

P: *rocks on his heels, mild* Okay. Just stay here. Just stay in the bathroom, and stay out of-

C: *teleports behind him, smug sneer* Trouble? Ha!

C: Maybe the minotaur died from a case of laughing too hard from seeing your stupid face!

[that burn tho]

L: *wry* Offering to the gods. *rolls eyes, sardonic* It's not enough that they're omnipotent and all-powerful, they need to feel appreciated. *raises glass, dry* To the gods.

All: *lacklustre, cynical* To the gods!

P: *curious, cheery* Chiron! Who’s your dad?

Ch: *delicate* Oh! Well. My father is Kronos. *pause* Remember my lecture. He ate his children.

*awkward silence*

L: *winces* … Chiron wins.

*unanimous agreement*

P: Oh, no no no! If I try to sing, it’ll probably cause an avalanche.

[haha get it? ‘Cause Poseidon’s the Earthshaker? Anyone?]

P: *soft* My mum was named Sally. She loved scary movies.

[was. WAS. I’m crying]

P: Did he not want me? Or not want the stress? Too bad he's the worst, and my life is a mess! Oh no… *grins sharply, starts getting into it* I hope he shows even a trace, ‘CAUSE I’VE GOT SOME CHOICE WORDS to throw in his face!

All: *cheer*

[hell yes! Tell him Percy!]

P: *frustrated, bitter* I try, I try to be a good kid! A good kid! *tired, resigned* A good son.

[noooo 😭]

P: *pleading, defensive* I swear, I swear that I'm a good kid! (Scoff) *dismissive, resigned* Yeah, Percy, that's a good one.

[Nooo Percy! You are a good kid!! Stop talking down on yourself like this-]

P: *furious, bitter* And no friends! And no hope! And no mom- *broken* She's taken away.

[whyyyyy]

P: Yeah, I'll do it. Not 'cause my dad needs me - he's been less a dad and more absentee.

[preach Percy!]

P: *triumphant* We're gonna march straight down to the gates of hell!

L: *interjects, nerd emoji* Underworld.

P: *waves off* Close enough.

P: *serious wtf energy* Guys. We just exploded a bus.

A: *casual* Yep.

P: *nah yall don’t get it* That was being attacked by demon triplet math teachers!

A: *unconcerned* Oh yeah.

P: *disbelief, dead eyed* Is the whole trip going to be like this??

G: *vacant, panicking* All our food was in there. All our clothes were in there. All our food was in there!

A: *umm…* Take that bus to Los Angeles.

P: *deadpan* We're not on the bus.

A: *rolls eyes* I know.

G: *blank* To Los Angeles.

P: *sarcastic, incredulous* We blew up the bus.

A: *exasperated* I know!

G: *having a minor breakdown* To Los Angeles.

P: So what are we supposed to do??

A: *shrugs* Wait for another bus?

P: *throws up hands* What if we blow up that one too?!

G: *anxious* It’s not safe to stay out here in the open, when Monsters are trying to eat us alive!

P: *sardonic, exasperated* How do they know where we are, when we don’t even know?

P: *sarcastic* Fantastic, gang. Well, I don’t wanna die in the Garden State!

[Grover talking to the squirrel like Aang talking to Momo is killing me.]

Squirrel: *helpfully* You’re all screwed.

G: *brightly* Thanks, buddy!

S: *cheery* Welcome!

*ominous thunder*

P: *strained* I think the gods are trying to tell me they hate me!

A: *dry* I’m getting that too.

P: *quiet, tense* Hungry monsters on the ground.

A: *soft, scared* Angry gods are in the sky.

G: *despairing* No safe places to be found.

P, A, G: *helpless* Wanna run. Wanna cry.

P: *exhausted, grieving* Can't go back to any home.

A: *anxious* Camp is way too far away.

G: *hopeless* Can't protect my only friends.

P, A, G: No place to go. No place to stay!

[no bbys it’s gonna be ok! Just wait a few more, uhhh, books?]

P, A, G: We're lost in the world, and the world is freaking awful!

[truths]

P, A, G: *wild eyed* Who put the fate of the world in the hands of three unprepared scared half-bloods? It's crazy!

[^ this. Someone get an actual responsible adult on the phone]

A: *fierce, stubborn* But I promise you, I'll never be invisible again! Someone will notice! *quiet, longing* … Me.

[come on. Get these kids someone who loves them already!]

[Grover just being the best optimistic hype man in ‘Drive’]

G: *warm* ‘Cause people are counting on us, and I'm counting on you!

[awww]

P: If you hadn't bought all those dam snacks–

G: Uh, it was the Hoover Dam, and I was hungry!

[that dam joke lmfao]

A: *gives him a Look, once again questioning his intelligence* You're joking, right? In The Odyssey, if you went to sleep in a lotus bed, one night could last one hundred years!

P: *waves Annabeth off* I'm sure that's irrelevant. Um, excuse me miss, how long have you been at this hotel?

B: *cheery* Why, my brother and I arrived just yesterday: May 1st… 1939!

P: *pasted on smile* Uh, we can sleep on the road.

P: *bright* Oh look, a bus to Los Angeles!

A: *sceptical* Are you sure that's a good idea?

P: *reasonable* This one we just won't blow up!

G: Ha!

G: Ask Annabeth, she knows.

[Grover proceeds to tell the whole story himself]

P: *thrown* But- I thought I was the only kid of the Big Three gods.

G: *ominous, tired* You are now.

G: *grieving, raging* And maybe if I’d been a little bit braver! Maybe if I’d stayed behind to fight! But ‘maybe’ doesn't let me go back and save her… ‘Maybe’ doesn't make it alright.

G: *quiet* And it’s there reminding me of all I failed to be…

[crying]

[y’know, Charon being voiced by a woman kinda reminds me of Hades in ‘Ulysses Dies at Dawn’]

Charon: Who has two turntables and three sick heads? Everybody give it up for D.J. Cerberus!

[omg this is so funny for some reason]

Charon: *to Percy* You ain't ever gonna save what matters! *to Grover* You ain't gonna protect your friends! *to Annabeth* You ain't ever gonna be remembered!

[The callbacks are so good!!]

P: *resigned* Seems my good intentions, always crash and burn. *helplessly frustrated* Everything I try to do will fail! Never once will I prevail! Going wrong at every turn…

[the way it’s set to the melody in ‘Good Kid’ is heartbreaking]

Hades: *throws up hands* Oh, come on!

[lol]

P: So this could be the end, but I ain't sad. 'Cause you're the two best friends this screw-up ever had.

[happy crying because he has friends, and sad crying because he’s still calling himself a screw-up]

Ares: I’ll put you in your place!

[like daughter, like father]

P: *firm, eyes blazing* I'm the Son of Poseidon. I never asked to be. But I'm the son of Poseidon! Now face the tide inside me!

[screaming yes Percy kick his ass!!]

P: *quiet* Stay or go. Pick one.

[I just love how he sings that sm]

D: *growl, done with life* Attention, campers. It's the last day of summer. If you intend to make me miserable year-round, please inform us by sundown. Otherwise, the cleaning harpies will eat anyone who remains! Perry Johanssen, this means you.

P: *rolls eyes* It's Percy. Jackson.

D: *snap* Whatever!

A: *bitter, casual* My dad couldn't deal with the monster attacks, and my stepmom couldn't deal with me.

[nooo someone give her a hug]

[the way the music becomes discordant and not quite right, with minor chords and dark piano when Luke pulls Percy aside is such cool foreshadowing]

L: *bitter, dark, disillusioned* My quest was supposed to be the biggest thing in my life. I came back changed. But the rest of camp was exactly the same.

P: *numb realisation* … You’re the Lightning thief.

L: *simple, apologetic* The Oracle warned you. "Betrayed by a friend."

P: *horrified, disbelief, hoarse* … You set me up. *furious, disgust* You were trying to free Kronos! WHY?

L: *strained, earnest* He promised me the power to defeat our parents!

P: *furious, disbelief, bared teeth* Yeah? He's using you! To get back at the gods!

L: *honestly can’t care anymore, running on anxiety and spite* Good.

L: *empty, helplessly raging, hopeless* I’ve been here since I was a kid! I did everything they ever asked, yeah I did. And for what?

[bro why does everyone in this thing need a hug? They’re all just traumatised kids whyyyy]

L: *quiet, desperate, resolved* So I’ll do anything. I don’t care if I hurt anyone.

[the way you can hear in his voice how much he does care, because that’s exactly why he’s doing all this. AHHH-]

L: *bitter, broken, ragged* It doesn't pay to be a good kid. A good kid. A good son.

[screaming, crying, throwing up]

G: *longsuffering* Are we ever gonna once have it easy?

P: *bright* Nope!

P: Don't feel bad 'cause we're usually about to die :D

[ah yes, gallows humour]

S: They’re breaking your heart? Then try to hear it pound!

[I love her VA. She’s beautiful]

C: They'll put us in a box, but we won't be contained!

[yess Clarisse!]

P: 'Cause the sea doesn't like to be restrained!

[he said the thing!]

All: I'll make mistakes, but my own, and it frees me!

[for some reason, I just really love this line]

[that whole last part where they’re all overlapping is godly]

Damn that got long, but uh. That’s... probably all for now. So. Yeah.

#percy jackson #the lightning theif musical #reaction #rambles #funny #long post #like #REALLY long #soz #percy pjo #anabeth chase #grover underwood #pjo #my writing #my posts #immediate reaction

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coffeeallaloneandlord · 2 months

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got out my laptop to write a vent post like it's 2014 idk i'm just like ruminating on every breakup i've ever had and realizing after 15 years of trying to fit the role of girlfriend that is really just not for me lol! like i really thought i was on that path but if there's been any theme to my life so far it's that my path is not straightfoward like i transferred high schools i transferred colleges i moved to a new state without knowing anybody lost my housing immediately in a pandemic and still made it fucking work now i manage a restaurant which i could have NEVER seen myself doing 4 years ago even tho i always wanted to. the first most significant relationship i had when i was 18/19 was with a really genuinely great guy, i broke up with him because i knew somehow that i was too young and had a lot more to experience. it sucked because i loved him deeply and still did for years afterwards to a painful degree lmao. that colored a lot of my subsequent relationships thru college and beyond, which mostly: sucked. and they sucked because they all paled in comparison to the great relationship i had given up in order to have the freedom to have shitty relationships lol. so then i had some shitty relationships, interspersed with periods of girlbossing, then when i was 26 i started dating someone (long distance that i met thru a friend) who was really a perfect match for me in so many ways and i genuinely thought like this is it. literally had king of my heart on the relationship playlist, baby all at once this is enough. but then over time the realities of what it would take to really build that relationship, especially if it meant marriage, actually sank in for me and all that i would have to give up about myself, the life that i've built here, that i fought so hard to build. also i've said it before and i'll say it again.... this grown man let his mother do his laundry. this red flag represented more family dynamics that i won't get into for his sake but it was like once the puzzle pieces fell into place about what i was being asked to sign up for re commitment and marriage it was like omfg no. i will not be doing this man's laundry in 5 years' time fuming and resentful. so i ended that relationship which sucked because all my breakups SUCK i can never have a half decent breakup to save my fucking life, but i was still of the mindset that he wasn't the one for me and i needed to keep looking/waiting. i've dated here and there since then. but what took months and months to sink in the aftermath of that breakup was that the little details like the laundry and the distance that caused that breakup and not the underlying cause of all my breakups since i was 16 which all boil down to i don't wanna do this anymore lol. some people think the term honeymoon phase is controversial or whatever but that has been the case for me in every single relationship ive had that's gotten off the ground. relationships that don't get off the ground are a completely different story lol the only similarity is that every breakup ive ever had big or small sucked ass. to the point where it would lead to me staying in relationships way longer than i should have to avoid a traumatizing breakup which as we all know only makes the breakup worse [[laughing emoji x 13]]. so now like thinking about a guy a like and care about and him hypothetically asking me to be his girlfriend and i can't think of anything fucking worse. like no shade to the girlfriends out there. but my experience of being a girlfriend, even of a guy who treats you well, is that they are using the experience of possessing you to feel good about themselves. all guys do this. the guy who wanted to marry me treated me like aphrodite and worshipped the ground i walked on. and i believe he truly loved me, in a way no one ever has. but it felt perverse after awhile, like in the end it was really serving him. my laptop may die and i don't wanna lost this post, if you're still reading tysm for reading my stream of consciousness <333 if you didnt read this far sorry for not being perfectlol

#wow i hit character limit on this #i used to write posts like this allll the time especially in college #forgot how much it helps me think

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xrosegorex · 2 years

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NRC listening to Mitski

I didn't mean for it to be this long and I apologize

Riddle:

• didn't like her at first. said she was overrated. a decision that would later bite him in the ass

• after a particularly rough day, he was sitting on his bed around midnight listening to a random spotify playlist trying not to cry

• i want you came on and he just fucking broke lmao

• trey had to knock on his door like 🗿 "you good???"

• now listens to her regularly

• avoids i want you at all costs because it reminds him of that night and he gets embarrassed smh 🙄

Trey:

• this man bakes

• this man wears glasses and a silly little hat

• this man probably has stinky feet

• he listens to whatever the fuck christian moms listen to

• anyways i'm done shitting on trey

• i don't see him enjoying mitski on an emotional level. probably just likes the beat of the songs. does a little dance in the kitchen listening to the only heartbreaker while stirring cake batter 😒

• he just doesn't fucking get it

Cater:

• probably only knows her from tiktok lmaooo

• "mitski? oh, you mean that washing machine girl?"

• what the fuck

• got in a fight in the tiktok comment section about being a fake fan

• proceeded to listen to all of her albums out of spite

Ace:

• pretends he doesn't listen to her but in reality she's 90% of his spotify wrapped

• he won't admit it

• it was a secret until deuce walked in on him dancing to should've been me 💀

Deuce:

• the first song he heard was old friend

• couldn't relate to trying to reconnect with an ex but he heard the pain in her voice and was like "this is emotion!!"

• bro ✨bonds✨ with ace over mitski (they're dating they're just idiots and don't realize it)

• except deuce is the one that cares about the deep lyrics and stories behind them

• favorite song is my body's made of crushed little stars

Leona:

• he likes some of her songs but doesn't know it's her specifically???

• like just "oh i know that song" and that's it

• doesn't pay attention to the lyrics and just falls asleep to the quieter ones

• but once he did pay attention to the lyrics he was like "oh..."

• ma'am what did you mean by "i always wanted to die clean and pretty but i'd be too busy on working days"

Ruggie:

• yes

• definitely

• absolutely

• the lyrics. the stories. the delivery. the instruments.

• he loves it all

• working for the knife is about being trapped in the cruel music industry. though ruggie is absolutely not in the music industry, he can relate to being stuck in a cruel world that's working him to death

Jack:

• probably doesn't listen to music at all

• not even when he's working out

• can he even wear headphones or earbuds??? with those ears???? would the headphones be uncomfy and squish the soft ear tissue??? would the earbuds fall in and get lost in the floof???

• either way, mitski isn't going in there 😭

Azul:

• isn't azul's whole thing literally "retired from sad, new career in business"???

• knows all her songs and goes to all her concerts

• screams with her at the end of drunk walk home

• cries like a fucking baby during the loud part of carry me out

• bro keep it up and you're gonna overblot again 😐

• plays mitski on the speakers in the mostro lounge

• people are getting tired of it

• he's losing customers

• jade might quit

Jade:

• actually started to hate her because of how often azul played her songs 💀

• "if i have to hear nobody one more time i'm leaving"

• no jade doesn't give a shit if the songs are good. no jade doesn't give a shit if the lyrics have a deeper meaning. he's sick and tired of it

• maybe if azul didn't have mitski on repeat at the lounge jade would've had a more positive opinion on her 🙄

Floyd:

• floyd does not need the rollercoaster of emotions that come with mitski

• he's already unstable enough as it is 💀

• good thing he doesn't pay attention to the lounge speakers

• pretends he likes her to annoy jade but in reality he has never actually paid attention to a single song

Kalim:

• loves her

• has met her at one of her concerts

• she's so sweet too!!

• his favorite album is laurel hell mostly because a majority of the songs are danceable 💀

• insists on trying to play her songs during the music club meetings

• some of the songs are sexual??

• "oh good for her"

• smh

Jamil:

• only knows her because he went to the concert with kalim

• otherwise he wouldn't know mitski even existed 💀

• but he does like her

• has his own choreography for geyser

• he loves that mitski's choreography is pretty meaningful in and if itself

• he doesn't really have the time to sit down and read the lyrics

• so he'd be listening to her while cooking or something and he'd be caught off guard by some of the lyrics 😭

• "so he laid me down and i felt happy come inside of me" huh???

Epel:

• i feel like he'd be more into like mcr, evanescence, ptv, etc

• either that or country music 💀

• he doesn't listen to mitski

• can you imagine epel sitting in a tractor

• "chugabeer chugabeer chugabeer hopped in my truck and i hit a deer"

• poor epel

Rook:

• listen

• this man writes poetry

• of course he could appreciate the beauty of mitski

• analyzes everything

• "this verse states, 'my body's made of crushed little stars and I'm not doing anything.' this refers to the scientific belief that almost every element in the human body was once stardust, and mitski feels useless because she thinks her existence means nothing if she isn't living up to the expectations of the stars."

• bro calm down

• probably has notebooks filled with his favorite lyrics

Vil:

• heard neige listening to mitski and swore to never listen to her out of spite

• unfortunately that cannot happen with rook adding her to vil's spotify playlists

• how the fuck did rook get into vil's account 🤨

• didn't even realize it was mitski until it was too late

• he was live doing whatever the fuck beauty influencers do when they're live. spotify was on in the background. mitski came on.

• the comments went wild

• "vil likes mitski vil likes mitski vil likes mitski"

• vil is confused because he didn't add mitski to his playlist???

• tried to explain himself but no one listened

• someone was screen recording it

• neige texted him like "i didn't know you liked mitski"

• "but if i gave up on being pretty i wouldn't know how to be alive; i should mive to a brand new city and teach myself how to die"

• he feels called out

Idia:

• exclusively listens to anime openings and vocaloid

Ortho:

• he was watching cocomelon on youtube and autoplay was on

• it was a lyric video for crack baby

• idia should be lucky it wasn't cupcakke or something why the hell isn't kids mode on

• at least ortho was watching cocomelon so the recommended videos weren't too wild

• anyways 🙄

• ortho doesn't really listen to mitski but he can appreciate that she's doing her own thing and making meaningful songs that a lot of people can connect to

Malleus:

• do me ti why not me 😔💔

• in shame, the "(gasp) ooooooooooh" as the violins build up sends chills down his spine

• in pearl diver, the very last chorus at the end of the song also gives him chills

• "dive dive doooooooowwwwwwwwnnn hohohooooohohohooooooooooh ahhhahahahooooooooohhhwhwhhoooooooo"

• yeah that

• he feels the loneliness in her songs and it doesn't make him feel like there's someone out there who understands him, it just makes him feel even more lonely 💀

Lilia:

• this man's music taste is everywhere

• his spotify has to the grave (a heavy metal band that i've never seen anyone else listen to irl) right next to taylor swift

• he probably has mitski somewhere but she's not very high on his playlist

Silver:

• "i've been trying to lay my head down but i'm writing this at three a.m." 🙄

• he tries to listen to her because kalim likes her but he ends up falling asleep

• can somebody take him to the doctor because he's either cursed or he's narcoleptic

Sebek:

• if waka-sama likes mitski then so does sebek. fucking stalker.

Crowley:

• nah

• i really don't see him listening to and/or appreciating mitski

• why would he 💀

• he probably listens to that funky pop shit that comes on the radio

• his favorite song is probably barbie girl goddamn 🤭

Crewel:

• you know what

• yeah i think he does

• he's probably sewed a dress for her

• he made sure it was extra flowy and moved gracefully when she danced

• mailed it to her and was ecstatic when she wore it aww

Trein:

• you cannot tell me he, as a professor, doesn't like mitski.

• he reads the lyrics and has fun analyzing them. fucking teacher.

• her: "you told me once you were happy to have me but I never gave me away"

• trein: *taking notes*

• probably plays her at very low volume during class 💀

Sam:

• his friends on the other side managed to get a ticket for a random show that was in town

• of course he went because how many shows come to sage island

• that place is like the point nemo of twisted wonderland

• it happened to be mitski

• he loved it

• he loved how loving her fans were, even if some of the crowd was dull

• was not prepared for the crowd to scream at the top of their fucking lungs with her during drunk walk home 😭

• live footage of sam during drunk walk home: 🧍🏿

• ends up playing her in his mystery shop

V*rgas 🤢:

• no he's too busy eating eggs and looking like a fucking predator

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BONESSSSSS i absolutely adored the graphic (and playlist!!) you made for urban dynamite so ofc i have to ask, who are the members that make up urban dynamite?? specificall,y i'd love to hear abt the drummer or main vocalist <3

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH AAAAA <3333 i shall put this under a read more because idk how long this will end up being ASGHJFDHG but yeas all info safely stored under the cut >:^) for anyone wondering, this is the graphic i made and this is the playlist!

rowdy mccain (she/they, 26 yrs old) is the lead vocalist of the band. she can also play the guitar and can often be seen with one on stage. she has heavy neck cyberware installed which came with a voice module; it emphasizes the raw edge of their voice and causes it to sound lightly mechanical, which is what makes their voice stand out from other musicians. she mostly sings in english but also occasionally writes in her first language, spanish

rowdy is a bit messy and while they enjoy being in the spotlight, they're also shameless and honest and blunt which makes them controversial in the bigger picture of things in night city; many politicians and corporations- usually rowdy's first targets in the songs she writes- do NOT like her ass at all. but rowdy does mercenary work on the side so even if it would come down to having to fight for their life, this isn't a problem at all for them <3

she comes from the acting industry, having done several small gigs in and around night city and she made a decent living off it but she wanted More out of life. the band started as a garage band kind of deal with billie (their childhood bestie) and nikita (who they met at a tv-show they both starred in) and lalo joined later after getting back in touch with them, and casey joined after that through lalo

rowdy brings amazing energy on stage, hyping the crowd up and taking her time to set the mood for the rest of the night. she often places her mic stand near billie for homoerotic purposes

billie bernhart (she/her, 27 yrs old) is the lead guitarist of the band, but she also plays the cello and violin which they sometimes use as background instruments. she's less of a spotlight person than rowdy but with her bright pink afro hairstyle and best outfits of the entire band (in my honest opinion) it's kinda hard to miss her in a crowd and she gets a LOT more attention than she was initially expecting to get

billie is basically the only one of the whole band who's always been into music. after high school she started doing small gigs as background guitarist for. well. whoever wanted her really LMAO and she made a living like that for a very long time. when rowdy reached out to her again to ask if she wanted to help set up the band obviously she couldn't refuse <3 she's very well-spoken and with that the social backbone of the band because she's the only one who can talk to the public normally without accidentally starting some shit with some random politician

lalo gutierrez (he/him, 24 yrs old) is the bass guitarist and backing vocalist of the band. he can also play the piano and occasionally swaps roles with rowdy as lead vocalist. he's the most reserved and quietest member of the band, yet simultaneously the one with the wildest backstory since he basically got hunted for sports for about 1.5 year because of how vocal he was about evil megacorporations, raising awareness about homelessness, and how the streets of night city were too dangerous for innocent people

like rowdy, lalo comes from the acting industry and actually played in the same tv-show with her and nikita! after that is when life went downhill for him because he tried to use his platform for good, and he lost contact with all his friends because he didn't want to get them in danger. this is when he met casey, a netrunner who helped him hide, and he even was under brief protection of vitali dobrynin after lalo reached out to a fixer for help. he's no longer being hunted nowadays and tries to stay out of mercenary business to keep it that way

nikita maślany (he/him, 24 yrs old) is the drummer of the band. he also has experience with mixing so whenever they make a song that leans more into edm territory he can help casey out with that. he's essentially a musical miracle as he can come up with stuff on the spot and has great intuition, which allows him to perfectly understand what the other band members are going for and he can adjust accordingly to that

niki moved to the nusa around the age of 18 and when he and lalo met, they bonded over both being all alone in a foreign country in a big city that moved way too fast for them. the tv-show they played in together had their characters end up in a romantic relationship; all of that, plus the fact lalo had to move in with niki at some point because he had ended up homeless, caused niki to get a crush on his friend, but they never ended up in a relationship

much like rowdy, nikita is very blunt and not scared of what people think of him. he rarely sings, but when he does, he makes no effort to try and cover up his polish accent which is very sexy of him if you ask me

casey parker (they/any, 26 yrs old) is the latest addition to the band and basically plays all the other instruments. she also takes care of mixing and/or dj-ing for the band's edm songs. they come from the mercenary life and then specifically techie stuff and netrunning gigs; this is also how they met lalo and he decided to try and keep the guy safe, and they stayed friends after that period of time in lalo's life was over

casey is a bit less involved in the band's things and mostly just joins to do her thing and then bounces to focus on her own shit again; though they do consider the others their best friends and whenever rowdy and niki need assistance in a merc gig, casey is more than ready to support them through the net >:^)

#asks #ncytiri #ask:billie #ask:casey #ask:lalo #ask:nikita #ask:rowdy #ask:urban dynamite #oc asks #THANK YOU SO MUCH i love my little guys so much already they mean everything to meeee <333

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lovemesomesurveys · 2 years

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Have you ever gotten lost while on a road trip? Wait, this is going to sound really stupid but I just had a thought after reading this question: what exactly constitutes a road trip? You know what I mean, like I’ve been on long car rides, some were like 12 hours, but were those road trips or just long car rides? I feel like a road trip is specific thing. lmao, this is dumb but I’ve really never thought of it before now and I’m curious.

When did you last have some lemonade? I honestly have no idea. It’s been a very, very long time.

Who is your celebrity crush? Alexander Skarsgard.

If you had to choose a random color to dye your hair, what would you choose? I’d love to dye my hair red again. I really miss it.

What do you do when you feel restless? Well, that’s the hard part isn’t it? Feeling restless and trying to figure out what to do.

Do you take a lot of pictures of sunrises/sunsets? No.

Do you like the color orange? Sure.

Are you currently wearing a watch? No. I have no idea when the last time I wore a watch was.

When did you last have cereal? It’s been several years. Cereal does sound good.

What last made you anxious? My anxiety disorder.

What is something you were surprised to learn? I never knew until recently that Hawaii is actually pronounced like “Ha-va-ee.” Like, their “W” sounds like a “V.” I thought that was interesting.

Do you get flu vaccinations every year? No. I’ve never gotten one, actually.

Have you ever been on a doubledate? Yes.

What radio station do you listen to most? I haven’t listened to the radio in years.

Have you ever shunned a family member or vice versa? Not that extreme, but I’ve become very distant from certain family members and don’t have a relationship with them.

Favorite shade of blue? I love various shades of blue.

Favorite soup? French onion soup.

Do you like mangoes? No.

Do you prefer pancakes or waffles? Waffles, for sure.

If you create music playlists, what is the title of the last one you made? I don’t recall. I really just add all my songs to my main “Starred” playlist.

Would you or have you ever traveled to China? I haven’t, but I wouldn’t turn down a trip.

What's your height? Like 5′4.

What color do you wear most often? Black.

When taking a shower, do you turn on the water before getting in? Yes. I’m not trying to freeze my ass off.

What do you want most? To get better. Like to the point where I’m able to do things and more sense of independence. I miss traveling so much. Hell, I miss just going to the fucking grocery store.

What is an overused word you hear a lot? “Like.”

What do you currently hear? “Candy Rain” by Soul For Real.

What were the last 3 things you ate? Cream of Wheat, a couple pieces of toast, and a mini Reese’s shaped egg.

When did you last take a selfie? Gahhh, it’s been quite awhile. Too scary.

How is your mental health? It kicks my ass.

How much water do you drink in a day? I get pretty close to 8 glasses.

What are you thankful for currently? My family.

What animal do you think is the ugliest? Well, that’s mean.

If applicable, would you quit your job if you won the lottery? I don’t have a job, so see ya suckas! ha.

What is your favorite sleeping position? I sleep slightly turned to my left.

What are 3 scents you like? Patchouli, sandalwood, and cedar wood.

Have you ever thrown someone a surprise party? No.

What's an unpopular opinion you have politically? Bleh.

What's a type of cheese or cheese alternative that you enjoy? Oooh, I love various types of cheeses.

What is a kid activity that you would still do now as an adult? I love to color. In an adult coloring book, thank you very much. Haha. I’d still color in a kid’s one, too, let’s be real.

Do you like the scent of fresh cut grass? Meh.

If you were to go to a Disney themed costume party, what would you dress up as? Probably Alice. I actually already have the dress.

What is an ability you believe everyone should have? Uhhh.

What is the first thing you do after coming home from a trip? I’m someone who likes to unpack right away and not let shit sit in suitcases forever.

Name a song that's fun to sing along to. There’s a lot of those.

Do you know how your parents met? I do. They worked together at the time.

Do you believe love is blind? Sometimes. I think we can overlook certain things and be in denial.

Have you ever made a bet and lost? Yeah. Nothing serious, though.

If you owned a restaurant, what would you serve? *shrug* I’d want like a cozy cafe style vibe.

What's the fanciest event you've ever attended? I haven’t been to any fancy events.

What food tastes better than its appearance? I know meat can look off putting. I’m a picky meat eater (and eater in general) and yeah some of it might not be the best appearance wise.

Do you actively post on social media? On my main Tumblr I do. I’ve slowed down a lot on this survey blog, sadly. It feels like everyone has. I want to get it goin again

Do you believe in horoscopes? Nope.

What's a hobby you would like to get into? I think diamond art looks cool. I just know I don’t have the patience or focus ability for it.

Would you take the opportunity to become immortal? I don’t want to see all my loved ones die.

Do you experience intrusive thoughts? Sometimes. I think we all do.

What is a movie that makes you laugh? I think the last movie I watched was Meghan, ha. It had some chuckle moments.

What is the best name you've heard an animal named? I mean, my doggo, Princess Leia, is pretty dope.

Do you keep track of how many steps you take? No.

What's something that isn't really needed that you would not want to live without? Internet.

What would you name a yacht if you had one? I have no idea.

Morbid, I apologize. How do you think you'll die? Something health related.

What's something embarrassing you've said to someone? Gah, who knowsssss.

If you could have anything in a store for free, which store would you choose? I’d love to get a new MacBook.

For 1 day, what animal would you choose to be? A doggo. They seem so happy and just like to like chill.

What woke you up this morning? My body naturally woke itself up.

Would you rather have many hobbies or 1 true passion? Hm. That’s actually a tough one. Many hobbies sounds fun, I like the variety. However, if I have my true passionate I’m like pretty much set, ya know? I found the thing I love and want to do and I imagine it would keep me busy.

I feel like every school has one. What was a school scandal your town's school had? Meh.

Do you save or spend more money? I’ve gotten a lot better with saving. I gotta give my hospital stay last year and the continued bedrest at home since then the credit for that. I’m not going anywhere and I’m kinda just cycling through a few of my shirts cause of comfortability and convenience factors. So, I’m not wearing much of my wardrobe at all right now, which sucks and also means I certainly don’t need any new clothes. It’s hard to get into looking at accessories and shoes as well cause again--not going anywhere. I miss shopping. :(

Do you listen to podcasts? I only watch this one, called, “Foolish Mortals”, and it’s Disney related stuff. I just really enjoy two cohosts and their own YouTube channels as well. They seem like cool dudes.

What is your favorite dish to cook? I don’t cook. I don’t even make ramen anymore.

If you have pets, what would you ask them if they could speak? Oh my goodness, soooo many things.

How do you deal with stress? Not well.

What compliment did you last receive? *shrug*

If you were president, what's one thing you'd change about your country? I absolutely would never like to be president. Ever.

Would you rather get a facial or massage? Maybe a facial.

If you were offered a super bowl ad, would you create a commercial and what would it be like? --

When did you last feel an adrenaline rush? It’s been a very long time since I’ve felt that.

Who is tallest in your family? My dad and brother.

What's the oldest article of clothing you own look like? They’re my high school class shirts.

When did you last mess something up? Oh buddy, I’ve been messing shit up for a very long time.

Do you write in a journal? This is it.

What's something you're confident in? Nothing...

Have you ever received a strange gift? Nah.

Do you currently have a headache? Not at the moment.

What's something you have on your bucket list? I want to travelllllllll.

#personal #text #surveys #survey

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love 8 - 13 for argella and aemond?

Who’s better at comforting the other? sdklgskdg they both kind of...struggle with this one. I think Argella pulls ahead a little bit more because she's a bit better at reading people than Aemond is. Aemond comforts in his own kind of way but he usually realizes when he said smth that's not very comforting and corrects himself.

Who’s more protective? AEMOND. I think that Aemond very much wants to be a good husband and part of that for him is protecting his wife. Not only that but I think he's just a protective person in general. He's always like...putting her behind him a little so he's between her in a threat or highkey ready to fight at insults against her, etc.

Argella pretty much knows he can handle himself and isn't very assed about it lmao. She also isn't...a fighter at all. Hunting with a bow is very different than being in combat with a bow lmao. She can give folks a pretty good tongue lashing though (and does) if they insult Aemond because she knows that sometimes certain things do hurt him even if he acts coldly and uncaring about it in the moment.

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection? Physical is easier for them but I think they both prefer verbal affection. It makes the few compliments, reassurances, etc that pass between them hold more weight and meaning.

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?

Graveyard by Halsey

When the hand you wanna hold is a weapon and You're nothin' but skin

End of Me by A Day to Remember

I'm never happy like we were happy I'm never sad like we were sad Oh, you'll be the end of me

LOYALTY by Kendrick Lamar

Ain't no other love like the one I know I done been down so long lost hope I done came down so hard I slowed Honesty forever, all a real ***** want Feel somethin' wrong You actin' shifty, you don't ride With me no more, I need Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

Love and War by Fleurie

Lover, hunter, friend, and enemy You will always be every one of these

+ playlist

What kind of nicknames do they call each other? Wife and husband both (affectionate) and (condescending) lmao. Valzȳrys and Ābrazȳrys which is husband and wife in Valyrian too. Aemond calls Argella sweetling / sweet thing on occasion in private. The pair of them both call each other whore (affectionate). On the rare occasion, Argella will call him king in Valyrian, dārys, which drives him crazy. Love sometimes. My love in Valyrian from Aemond which Argella looks up and just decides to never mention. 🤡

Excluding all the bastard, stubborn mule, bitch, cockless coward, and ass that so often get hurled around with them lmao

Who remembers the little things? Aemond does! Argella is more of a big picture person. It's one of the few times Argella feels guilty in their relationship, when he remembers little things about her and so she makes more of an effort over the years with things like that.

#tina danke :3c #ship: fire and fury #asks

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kimdokjas · 2 years

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Hi Gaby! It's your ASS💖 again lol

How are you? I hope things are getting more calm😂😭

You picked such good quotes! I love all of those.

This weeks question is kind of long again, but you can choose how long of an answer you want to give!

What were your top five songs for the year? What are three songs that make you think of your favorite characters/ships?

I was thinking you could do three songs per character and per ship, or just choose the ones you want to do! Whatever you have time for, whatever comes to mind.

I hope you have a good week!

Love, Your ASS💖

hello my dear ASS 🥰 i'm so sorry for the late reply! (again 😭) i've been sick over the past week and it's been a struggle to get my braincells to cooperate lol but thankfully i feel a tiny bit better! what about you dear? i hope you're doing well!

oooh those are great questions! it's like making a tiny playlist for each one i love it. okay i def spent wayyy more time on this than i probably should have 😂 i kinda did more than 3 for some of them bc i got a bit inspired lol, this got kinda long so i'll put it under the cut!

~top five songs for the year~

Harvest Moon - Poolside

Fading - Vallis Alps

Saw You In A Dream - The Japanese House

Bridges - BROODS

0 (zero) - LMYK

~characters~

Kim Dokja

Smoke and Mirrors - Imagine Dragons

Headrest for My Soul - AWOLNATION

Constellations - The Oh Hellos

Good Riddance - Darren Korb, Ashley Barrett

Spaceman - The Killers

Katsuki Yuuri

Amsterdam - Imagine Dragons

Serity - Vallis Alps

Vienna - Billy Joel

Noé Archiviste

Claire de lune - Claude Debussy

Jardin - Pomme

Bleeding Out - Imagine Dragons

Todoroki Shouto

Leave It Alone - Hayley Williams

Natural - Imagine Dragons

Things We Lost In The Fire - Bastille

Matsuoka Rin

Ends of the Earth - Lord Huron

Melbourne - NEWCOAST

Motion Sickness - Phoebe Bridgers

The Currents - Bastille

~ships~

Joongdok

Nothing Left To Say - Imagine Dragons

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

Inkpot Gods - The Amazing Devil

Lament of Orpheus - Darren Korb

The Story - Brandi Carlile

Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron

The Odds - Saybia

Dancing With Your Ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan

Poet - Bastille (bonus yoohankim vibes)

Vannoé

Ceux qui rêvent – Pomme

Savior Complex - Phoebe Bridgers

Always in My Head - Coldplay

Salvation - Gabrielle Alpin

Bite - Troye Sivan

Victuuri

Moscow - Autoheart

Crystals - Of Monsters and Men

Follow Me - Dean Fujioka

Crystal Clear - Hayley Williams

Call Me When You Land - Old Sea Brigade

Tododeku

Forest Fires - Axel Flóvent

The Kids Aren't Alright - Fall Out Boy

Sweater Weather - The Neighborhood

Impossible Year - Panic! At the Disco

The Only Exception - Paramore

Daiharu

Nothing But Gold - Marc Ferrari

Gold rush - Taylor Swift

Maybe You're the Reason - The Japanese House

Willow - Taylor Swift

Death of a Bachelor - Panic! At the Disco

Matchablossom

Life in Technicolor ii - Coldplay

Stuck on the puzzle – Alex Turner

Still Into You - Paramore

I Won’t Say (I’m In Love) – Susan Egan

Hurricane - James Vincent McMorrow

i had so much fun with this omg. also i'm aware there's an alarming amount of imagine dragons here but i swear it fits 😭 i'm so proud of myself for some of these lmao especially the joongdok one as you can tell by the length 😂 i tried my best to choose according to both vibes and lyrics!

thank you so much for your message dear! i hope you have a lovely start of the week as well! please take care! 🥰❤

#ask #anonymous #animanga secret santa 💖#text

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looooooooomis · 3 years

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FINAL GIRL | FIFTEEN

You were his final girl. And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

masterlist here | final girl playlist here

pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count: 4.9k warnings: mild s m u t towards the end (18+!!!)

A/N: I know I promised shower s e x but that’s in the next chapter, this one got away from me lmao

p a r t f i f t e e n | n o s t a l g i c

Thom Yorke’s soothing voice sliced into the quietude of Billy’s car as he drove down your street with a swell of disappointment budding inside of his stomach. He should have called you before his impromptu little ride up to your place, but he’d been overzealous. He wanted, needed, to see you and the idea of punching in your number and waiting to hear if you were around felt like a waste of time.

But then he’d driven to your house, saw your mother was home, actually decided to ring the doorbell rather than slip into your bedroom like he would have any other day of the week and lo and behold you weren’t home.

Your mother had been nice enough to say that he could stay and wait for you but, not knowing how long you’d be gone for, Billy had opted on leaving.

So now, here he was. Barely registering the words to Creep as he buried a yawn into his fist and drove his sorry ass home.

He’d barely seen you at school that day between cheer practice and the fact that you’d skipped out on the last few periods to get that god forsaken cast off of your arm and fuck did he miss you. He’d always had it bad for you but lately it felt as though he couldn’t breathe right if he didn’t have you close to him. Maybe it was the fact that finallyhaving you all to himself felt more realistic now or maybe it was the fact that he didn’t feel the need to hide the bits of himself that he might have before.

You’d seen more of him than anyone else ever had and you were still here. You didn’t run away from him, didn’t cower, didn’t judge. You looked into that hole inside of him and smiled at the challenge. You accepted that darkness and bathed in it, let it coat every inch of your skin until it became a part of you, too.

He’d fucked his hand more times than he was willing to admit to that vision of you straddling that ugly fuck from that seedy bar. The wild abandon in your eyes, the brashness, the ferocity of your movements – you were lethal in those few seconds. With your teeth bared, you’d become an animal; unhinged, feral.

It was strange, really, strange and so fucking intoxicating because while you had that untamed darkness burning just beneath the surface of your skin, there was a softness, too. That effervescent, brilliant fucking side of you that drew everyone around you into your orbit. You were magnetic, you were the fucking sun, and yet you knew that darkness. The stark juxtaposition of having somebody harness the kind of light that you did all the while allowing that darkness to consume you enough to nearly kill a man – it was exciting and intoxicating and addicting

You were addicting.

Another yawn threatened to spill out of his lips as he pulled onto Madison Street but before he could let that disappointment settle inside of his stomach, there you were. His own little lighthouse, lighting up even the darkest pieces of him without even lifting a finger.

You were riding your bike, barely paying your surroundings a lick of attention as you balanced a massive cup with your left hand all the while steering the bike with your right. You’d always had this way about you, this effortless way that floored him time and time again and even then, as you brought the bright cup up to your lips and took a sip from the yellow straw, Billy was transfixed. You were lost in your own little world as you pedalled along the quiet suburban street, not a care in the world.

He slowed to a near crawl beside you, watching your face slowly morph into a cautious scowl but as he pulled under a streetlight, that gorgeous smile of yours broke out across your face as you came to a stop on the side of the road.

Ducking his head to get a better look at you from the driver’s seat, Billy chuckled. “Nice wheels,” he teased, smirking across at the pale blue bike. “What are you, like, twelve?”

“My car got wrapped around a pole, dick,” you laughed, “until I save up for a new one, this is it for me.” Your eyes narrowed in on him and then the car before glancing around your neighbourhood. “Last I checked, you’re a few blocks away from home, Loomis.”

Billy swept his eyes over your frame as you stood there, still hovering over your bike with your two feet planted firmly on the ground. Your cast was gone, that he noticed right off the bat, but it was your small little smile that made his own all the harder to bury. “Thought I’d visit my girlfriend, but she wasn’t home.”

“Oh,” you hummed, stealing another sip of your Slurpee. “Bummer.”

“I thought so, too,” he nodded to the bike, “where you headed, anyway?”

You waved the massive drink at him. “Fancied myself a Slurpee and then figured I’d zip around a bit now that I have full mobility of both my arms.”

Billy nodded his head and then reached across to unlock the passenger’s side door nearest you. “Up for some company?”

You seemed to consider his request, that smile never once leaving your face, before shrugging. “I don’t know, I’ve always been told to avoid getting into cars with strange men.”

“That’s good advice,” Billy smirked. “Smart.”

For a moment, neither of you moved. You both simply just continued to stare each other down with small, coy smiles staining your lips. Yeah, he was definitely a fucking goner when it came to you.

Finally, you swung your leg over your bike and gestured to the trunk. “You think she’ll fit in there?”

Shifting into Park, Billy hopped out of the car to help you pack it in. He wanted nothing more than to swing his arm around your shoulders and tug you against his chest, but he knew that wasn’t possible. You both did. Many of your peers lived on this fucking street and if any of them were to see you, that meant trouble.

He was past the point of caring, if he was being honest. He wanted the whole fucking world to know that you were his girl, but he knew you weren’t quite there yet because of your friendship with Sidney fucking Prescott and he knew he’d have to accept that if he had any hope in hell at making you two official. So, rather than greet you the way he wanted to greet you, rather than kiss you and touch you and taste you on his lips after half a week of going without you, he instead grazed his knuckle against your forearm in passing before giving you a small smile.

“I think it’ll fit just fine.”

Popping his trunk open, he managed to slide your bike in with only a little difficulty on account of the handlebars. “Jesus,” he squinted down at a worn-out sticker, along one of the bars. “Is this the same bike from when we were kids?”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “sure is.”

“Holy shit.” Without thinking, he ran his fingers along the dusty blue paint finish and shook his head in awe. In a blink, half a dozen memories flooded his mind of you on this damned bike throughout the years. And then, more so to himself, he muttered, “You’d go everywhere on this thing.”

You were just standing there, smiling across at him by the time his eyes found yours again and Billy had to reel his feelings for you in. Tame them, even for the time being, to avoid being the talk of the fucking town in school the next day. But, fuck, there was something about you tonight, standing there beneath that fucking streetlight, looking at him with those dreamy eyes of yours, that made that feel impossible. There was that pull, that magnetic charm, that just yanked him further and further into your orbit.

He nearly kissed you right then and there, neighbours be damned.

Subtly, or as subtly as he could, at least, he reached for your hand, shielded only by the shadow of his trunk and gave it a squeeze. Your smile deepened, as did his, as the pad of his thumb gently traced down the scab that ran along the center of your palm. It was the one reminder of that night, the night that the darkness took control.

A burst of excitement swelled behind his rib cage as image of you from that night played on repeat in his head.

“Come on, lover boy,” you winked, squeezing his hand once before dropping it to walk over to the passenger’s side of the car. “Let’s go for a ride.”

He watched you for a few seconds as you walked around the length of the car to hop into the front seat and as he cast a quick look over his shoulder to ensure nobody was watching, he smiled to himself as he closed his trunk and joined you inside of the car.

“How’s the wrist?” He asked, grabbing for your hand greedily as he tore off down the road.

You made a show of wriggling your fingers and gently flopping your wrist in his grasp. “Good as new.”

“Where do you feel like going?” He asked, casting a sidelong glance your way as he continued to drive. “Sky’s the limit.”

Your smile was broad and genuine as you lazily swung your head around to face him. “You were the one that grabbed me off the street,” you shrugged. “Surprise me.”

Billy mulled it over in his head in silence as he drove rather aimlessly down various roads and side streets. Woodsboro was only so big, there were only so many places he could take you, realistically, especially without somebody seeing the two of you, but as he continued to drive with the image of you on that the bike still cemented in his mind’s eye, he thought back to all of the places around town that held those kinds of memories.

The good memories; before his mother ran off, before everything went to shit. That life felt so fucking far away from where he was now, from all that he’d done and seen and felt.

Only one place came to mind. Or, at least, only one place felt right tonight. One lone place in all of Woodsboro that stood out as a safe haven for the two of you. He wasn’t even sure if it was still around, it had been years since he’d been last been there, but it was worth a shot.

Pulling onto Statton Avenue, Billy gave you another quick glance. “You remember that old house we’d always go to when we were, like, fifteen?”

You furrowed your brow. “That creepy ass one that Randy always dragged us to every Halloween?”

He blew a quiet laugh out through his nose. “Yeah. McKay’s place.”

You blinked. “You’re taking me to a decrepit, probably haunted house, as a surprise?” You shook your head in amusement. “Did I miss the old machete in your trunk that you’re going to use to gut me with or what?”

He smirked and nudged you with his elbow. “No, not inside the house. It had that old park behind it, remember?”

You narrowed your eyes in thought before slowly nodding your head. “Yeah, I remember.” You laughed quietly to yourself. “I was convinced you were going to kiss me on that fucking thing when we were younger.”

Billy’s eyebrows pulled up. “When?”

“That first time Randy brought us there,” you divulged. “You were doing your best to scare me and Tatum the entire night and then I left to sit on that thing because the smell of the house was getting to me, you followed me out.”

Billy thought back to that night. You’d all snuck some beer in with you, so most of the night was pretty foggy, but he remembered the exact moment you were talking about. Your head had been killing you because of the mould inside of that house and Randy and Stu were too fucking distracted by the idea of scaring the pants off of you girls to notice the moment you slipped out to get some air. You’d been dating some douchebag named Ryan at the time, but Billy had followed you out, regardless. He’d told himself it was to check on you, to make sure you didn’t pass out or something, but deep down it was more selfish than that.

He’d had a hard-on for you for years and there were moments where he was sure it was reciprocated. There had always been a trust between you, a bond, that the others couldn’t quite meet. Even that year, when he’d started having some feelings for Sid, you were always on his mind. But timing, circumstance, it never seemed to be on your side.

That night, however, he was going to make his move.

You’d looked so fucking pretty and the way you kept grabbing for his arm whenever Randy would try and scare you, Billy knew there was something there. In his gut, he just knew.

But he’d pussied out last second. He could remember sitting there beside you on that old, dingy looking platform beneath the monkey bars. You were side-by-side, leg-to-leg, he could feel your body heat through his jeans, but even as your eyes found his that night, even as he watched you subtly coat your lips with your tongue, he didn’t do a damned thing about it.

He couldn’t. It was like his body just stopped working and the moment ended up passing as Sid and Tatum’s screams rang out from the house, followed by maniacal laughter from Stu and Randy.

“I was going to kiss you that night,” he admitted.

You gave him a small, amused smile. “And yet you didn’t.”

His shoulders fell. “No, I didn’t. I chickened out last second.”

“In fact, you started dating Sid a few months later, I think.” Your smile fell, but you had a way of disguising it that nearly buckled him.

He hated himself in that moment. If he had kissed you that night, imagine how fucking easy it would be now. You wouldn’t have to sneak around like this, he wouldn’t be taking you to some decrepit fucking park in the middle of the night. You’d be it. The two of you could openly show Woodsboro how fucking much you loved each other.

If he had kissed you that night, things would have been so fucking different – but that’s not the way things turned out. He hadn’t kissed you, he had started dating Sidney only to have you break up with Ryan a few weeks later. The timing of everything had always been against you and now here he was.

Sneaking around, hiding you as though you were something he had to be ashamed of when, in reality, it was just the opposite. You were it for him. You were his girl, his final fucking girl, and he needed the world to know that.

He needed you to know that.

In no time at all, Billy was pulling down the vaguely familiar stretch of road that lead to that creepy old house. The driveway had long since grown out, tall grass and dead shrubbery lined the tattered driveway and half of the old house had now crumbled into the main floor, its mahogany walls could be seen from the sheen of Billy’s car headlights.

“That’s not horrifying at all,” you mumbled, sliding out of the passenger’s seat in uncertainty.

For a moment, neither of you moved an inch, both of you seemed to just soak the vision of that tattered old house up as though reliving every single memory you once had inside of it a lifetime ago.

Slowly, your eyes met from across the top of the car. “You promise this isn’t a ploy to kill me?”

Billy raised a single eyebrow and watched you with interest as he closed his door. You watched him with a small smile on your face as he walked around the car towards you, and as he reached around to close your door, caging you against it in the process, a salacious and dark smile crept across his lips.

“I can’t tell you all my secrets,” he whispered, giving your neck a quick bite. “Where’s the fun in that?”

You shivered and curled your arms around his neck as he pulled back to give your lips a chaste kiss. A few strands of his hair fell in front of his hair and, on instinct alone, you swiped them back and bumped your nose against his. “I mean there’s a little fun in knowing you won’t get bludgeoned to death by your boyfriend at a decrepit house that he almost kissed you at once upon a time.”

“Bludgeoned?” He asked, swaying you in place. “What happened to the machete in my trunk?”

You seemed to consider this momentarily before glancing at the house. “Maybe you came prepared with a whole arsenal, I don’t know.”

Cocking his head to the side, Billy’s eyes narrowed in on your face as the two of you continued to stand there with only the breeze blowing between you. “I would never hurt you,” he simply said, “you know that right?”

“I do,” you hummed. “Even if we get tetanus at some point tonight.”

With some difficulty, on account of the newly acquired orange safety fencing now surrounding the property, the two of you managed to find that old park. For the most part, it looked the same; rusty and a little worse for wear, but essentially the same with its questionable slide and broken swings.

With a small smile, you carefully walked up the small platform with Billy’s hands circled around your hips, steering you over the wooden slats as the two of you tested your weight. The wood gave out quiet groans, making each step slightly nerve-wracking had it not been for the assurance of Billy’s fingers ghosting across your skin.

Eventually, you made it to that familiar stoop. The one just beneath the monkey bars that the two of you sat on all those years prior. It was strange being back. There wasn’t a shred of scenery that hadn’t been touched by time in some way or another. The house was in bits, the grass was now up to your thighs and the monkey bars were visibly sadder than they ever had been and yet sitting there, just the two of you, felt as though no time had transpired at all.

Billy could still feel the heat of your skin burning through his jeans as you sat there leg-to-leg, and as another gentle breeze blew, bringing with it the stale scent of mould from the dilapidated house, memories of that night so fucking long ago burned into his mind as clear as day.

“It’s weird being back here,” you began, leaning your head against Billy’s shoulder. “Just as creepy as I remember.”

“It is weird,” Billy echoed, reaching his arm out to let it fall around your shoulders. He tugged you into his side and ghosted his lips across your hairline.

Silence fell over the pair of you before Billy felt you shift beside him. “See this is what I thought you were coming out here to do that night,” you goaded, pinching his thigh.

Billy groaned dramatically and, without hesitation, cupped your chin and tilted your face up towards his. Peppering kisses along your cheeks and down your nose, he gave you a small, crooked smile before dipping his head down to kiss your lips. The kiss was short - innocent, even - but he relished in how soft your lips felt against his own.

When he pulled back, he bumped your nose and twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers as your foreheads met. “For what it’s worth, that’s what I wanted to do that night.”

Seemingly enough for you, all you did was smile and fall back against his chest as you both sat there, watching the tall grass bend and blow with every gentle breeze. He was tempted to let the silence spawn between the two of you, to simply enjoy the feeling of you pressed up tightly against him as you sat on that familiar park set, but there were a thousand things that Billy wanted to say. A thousand unspoken words that had been on the tip of his tongue for months that, tonight, seemed almost impossible to snuff out.

“If I’d kissed you that night,” Billy muttered, staring straight ahead at the empty space where a window once sat. “Things would have ended up so fucking different.”

“Maybe,” you muttered. “But no point in dwelling on it now, right? We’re here now. We’re together, even if it’s fucking messy, now. If you’d have kissed me that night, maybe we’d have broken up by now.” Pulling away from him his shoulder, you glanced across at him and ran your fingers along his cheekbone. “Maybe we would have tried our hand at dating and decided that we fucking hate each other.”

Billy shook his head and grabbed your hand. “That’s impossible.”

“Maybe,” you said again. “But, I stand by what I said. We’re together now, right?”

Billy watched you teeter off to the side, testing your weight again as you stood up to your full height. In confusion, his brows puckered as he watched you briefly glance around the empty, overgrown lawn, before those eyes found his once again.

“What are you doing?” He asked huskily.

Your fingers toyed with the hem of your shirt and Billy’s pulse quickened. And when you peeled your shirt off, exposing a black bra, Billy forgot how to breathe. “What are the odds that we have an audience right now?”

He swallowed hard, but his eyes never left yours. “Maybe a couple of ghosts,” he pushed out, Adam’s apple bobbing.

You grinned across at him and worked on your jeans next. In truth, the entire population of Woodsboro could have been watching and he wouldn’t have noticed. Wouldn’t have even bat a goddamn eye. The only thing he saw was you.

“Take your clothes off, baby,” you simply said, stepping out of your jeans.

He didn’t waste a second in stripping down to his boxers and as he slung them down his thighs, not caring about anything else in that moment besides the promise of you and that body, he just barely managed to slide his shirt beneath his bare ass to avoid needing a tetanus shot after everything was said and done.

Slowly, you stepped towards him as he helped you back onto the platform. Pushing your thong to the side, you carefully crawled up his lap and grinned as Billy’s dept fingers dug into your hips as you clambered up his strong thighs, holding you there and savouring exactly how you felt in that moment.

Reaching around, you unclasped your bra and let it fall to the wooden slats beside you. “No use dwelling on the past when we’ve got each other now, right?”

He was rock hard beneath you, desperate and straining, and the fact that he could feel just how wet you were, how warm that pussy felt against his thigh, made his grip on your hips tighten. He needed to make you feel how much he wanted you, needed you.

“Right,” his voice was gruff.

He felt your hands grabbing his, guiding him to your body as though he needed the help. As though he hadn’t already memorized every inch of your perfect body before tonight. But he didn’t stop you, instead he watched in want as you slowly placed his chilled hands on your breasts. Your nipples were pert, the buds hardening even more at his touch.

You smiled and Billy could feel his heartbeat in his ears.

Gently, he massaged your breasts and rolled your nipples between his fingers. The sound of your moans, soft but constant, made his already rock-hard cock twitch with a hunger so primal he saw stars. A growl escaped his throat as ducked his head down to wrap his mouth around your nipple while his other hand continued to massage your other tit.

The moans he got out of you, time and time again, were enough to kill him.

“Billy,” you moaned his name, your harsh hiss sliced into the silence around you. “Fuck.”

Reaching down, you swirled his precum around the length of his cock before teasingly sliding the head of his cock between your folds, paying close attention to your clit.

Sucking in a greedy, sharp breath, Billy moved his assault to your other nipple and bit down. No matter how tight he held you there against him, no matter how much of your naked body he felt and touched and kissed, nothing was close enough.

His large hands splayed out across your back, guiding you further into his hungry mouth as your soaked cunt teased him. You were so wet and so needy for him. Fuck, you felt so fucking good already and you hadn’t even granted him to mercy of lowering yourself down onto his awaiting cock.

“You’re a fucking tease,” he whispered against your breast. “You know that?”

He felt you laugh as you squirmed against him. Quickening your pace on his cock, he slid his hands around your waist and held you there as he kissed his way up from your breasts and along your neck.

You writhed on top of him as he nipped and sucked on the tender flesh. If you weren’t careful, he was going to come hard and fast but, seemingly sensing his frustration boiling beneath his skin, you sat up a little taller and finally allowed his cock to spring to action before lowering yourself on top of him.

A low, guttural moan escaped your lips as his thick cock pierced you. Squeezing his eyes shut, his forehead fell against your bare shoulder as he tried like hell to gather himself but fuck you were making it damned near impossible. You just felt so fucking perfect, so warm and so tight against him, that it was taking everything not to grab you and hold you there as he pumped into that perfect cunt.

How could you make him feel this much? You had him, entirely. There wasn’t a future Billy could conceive without you in it. His every waking thought was of you. You, you, you. It should have scared him, how much he truly fucking loved you and, in a way, it did. It terrified him some days.

But then he’d see you, feel you, taste you and that fear was gone.

Every little thing you did made him fall harder. When he slept, he dreamt of you. When he woke, he thought of you. Thought of that crooked little smile of yours, thought of that unhinged side of you that only he got to see. He thought of that darkness, that innate danger just boiling beneath the surface of it all and he was a fucking goner.

Slowly, you began to ride him but, while the feeling of you sliding up and down on his cock felt like a drug, his hands circled around your hips and held you there against him.

Stilling you almost immediately.

“Is something wrong?” Your breathless voice asked.

He shook his head and slowly circled his arms around your middle, holding you against him in the middle of that park. Nuzzling his face into your breasts, Billy held you against him, memorizing every inch of you as his cock filled you up.

“It’s me and you, baby,” he breathed out, coffee-coloured eyes traced every inch of your face. “No matter what, right? Do you promise me?”

You nodded, eyes hazy. Hungry. “I promise.”

“Say it,” he pleaded, nipping your chin. “I want to hear you say it.”

“You and me,” you echoed in a hushed whisper, “no matter what.”

Pushing his dark hair back and away from his face, you said nothing before leaning down and kissing him. It was gentle but needy, soft but hungry. Slowly, he released you, but your lips never strayed far from one another. Even as you commenced riding him, revelling in the feel of just how good he felt with every bound, your kisses were fevered and hungry.

Time lost all meaning after that and nothing, not the ghosts in that old house, not a damned thing, could tear the two of you apart. Nothing was guaranteed, he knew that to his core. But he knew you, knew your relationship, felt your love for him and felt his love for you and somehow, that was enough. One way or another, everything would work out for the two of you.

It had to.

He’d make sure of it.

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bestie what if jungkook finally finds out that jin’s friends with y/n 😭😭😭 he’d live in embarrassment for like eight business days

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

jungkook wants to crawl in a ditch for bADLY misjudging a situation he should’ve foreseen in the first place

yoongi has never been this dedicated to curing his hangover

well actually, nO ONE was really forcing him to pick you and taehyung up anyway

you didn't even ask!!! you could 10/10 just call for an uber to bring back taehyung to his place

maybe, just maybe, it's your fault that when yoongi asked you where you were when he's just woken up from a long night of partying, you mentioned "i'm with taehyung" and hospital and go home in the same sentence so that's why he went to overdrive

did he process what you said correctly?? probably not <3

that's the whole reason why yoongi had wasted sIX eggs this morning!!

he read somewhere in passing and watched song-hwa from hospital playlist enough to know that drinking eggs apparently helps you with your hangover and some other things

first, he wasted tHREE eggs because apparently, you're not supposed to drink the eggs !!! whisked !!! because it "defeats" the whole purpose

but it's still an egg whether you whisk it and no one's sane enough to drink raw eggs unprovoked

yoongi nailed it on the second try and he might have gagged a few times but the important thing is, his hangover is all-cured from the stress of digesting raw eggs :D so now he can safely drive at a borderline dangerous speed to pick you and tae up

"hey kiddo."

you peer your head up to see yoongi looking down at you, ruffling your hair in greeting

you've been held up here for less than five hours anyway, and it's not that yOU look tired,,, it's just that maybe you could use a little more sleep

lol you got yoongi thinking for a second that you're the injured on

"hey champ," yoongi acknowledges taehyung who's smiling from his bed, getting a forehead flick from his senior to which he rolls his eyes to

taehyung's... dressed up already in his normal clothes?

he already has his shoe on too so yoongi doesn't quite get why the two of you still aren't standing up

"you're lucky you just got a flick," you add helpfully, yawning in remembrance, "he punched my arm when i fell down the stairs at the dorm."

and wHY is this conversation all pointing to him now??

"because the both of you did stupid things that landed you in the ER!"

"i was just trying to see if i can go down the stairs three steps at a time!!"

"i just wanted to embrace y/n!!!"

very stoopid decisions if you ask him

yoongi shifts his weight from one foot to another, still a little lost because he's already here, and the two of you are all-ready to go, and he's not really a fan of the smell of the hospital —

oh wait

"has the bill already been settled?" he asks in curiosity, fishing out his wallet from his pocket

"mhmm. already did," tae answers instantly, nudging yoongi to put his wallet back where it came from

uhm wait maybe it's the eggs that are talking but uh

..... if the bill's already paid-

"then why are we all just sitting here?"

taehyung opens his mouth but he cLOSES it shut the moment it all clicks in his head, belatedly looking at you whose face screams conflict

yoongi's eyes turn to you on instinct, narrowing his eyes because you're choosing not to meet his eyes

"we're uh, we're waiting for jungkook to come back from the restroom."

...

.....

.......

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

yoongi's quiet, almost like he's calculating the variables in his mind

his mind's working harder rn that it did on his finals last week

"so jungkook is here?"

he gets war flashbacks every time he hears his name

he just shudders at the thought of him and he doesn't mean it positively lmao

"y-yeah! did i not tell you that at the call? he helped me get taehyung here," you scratch your nape in explanation, not accounting for the fact that yoongi still vERY much loathes jungkook when you called him

tae's not actually sure if he's helping you when he opens his mouth but he's trying his best <3

"yup! his shoulders were my crutch for like, three blocks. he also bought us food from the cafeteria while we were waiting to have my leg cast!!"

he glances at the fancy paper bags from the cafeteria downstairs, even some take-outs in there that makes it look all-stuffed

how in the living hELL is yoongi suppposed to feel about all of this :|

"i'm back! should i call an uber now? sorry, i bought these tiny hand sanitizers because they were having a sale at the pharmacy. y/n what scent do you-..."

jungkook happily chirps as he rummages through the bag he was given, preparing to scoop all the different scents to present them to you when he jUST had to look down at a familiar pair of shoes

as in the same black converse that he had the relief of looking at when someone was particularly asking him if he ever had a knuckle sandwich

"h-hi yoongi."

yoongi narrows his eyes at the kid who just squeaked, mouth puffed-up in disbelief that he looks like he's hiding a hamster in there

"bye jungkook."

yoongi uses tae as an excuse to shoo jungkook off as fast as possible but that kinda bites him in the ass

taehyung's going through a learning curve with his crutches and yoongi's making him wALK faster!!!! he still needs a little-

oh wait a minute :-)

"jungkook! help me walk to yoongi's car."

there is nO way that even taehyung's conspiring against him now

first jin and now taehyung????

tae solidifies his point by winking at yoongi, leaving you alone with him as you carry the paper bags of cafeteria take-outs

he's not exactly sure if he's helping you out at this situation, but once again, he's just trying his best and having fun alright!!! he likes to be included in these types of things hee-hee

yoongi has no choice now but to aLSO drive jungkook home, and the thought just makes him grumble from thinking about it

he'll have to disinfect his seats ://

"i haven't fully forgiven him if that's what you're thinking about," you chime in with his thoughts, looping your arm around his to help quell the visible stress in his mind

"it's your life," he puffs out because he doesn't want to meddle with you, consciously trying not to be overbearing when it comes to your choices

"i know. i just want you to know that your closest friend has the pride and the brains to not forgive an asshole, a goddamn junior, who said really mean things to her," you add thoughtfully and transparently, making yoongi break into a smile

ok that's got the heaviness in his chest a little lighter

"we should probably talk to each other one of these days."

you haven't had a heart-to-heart talk with yoongi for quite some time now because there weren't really any pressing issues of the sort to make the two of you talk face-to-face, but now it's probably needed

"we should."

jungkook has never feared for his life in a car ride tHIS much before

and he's even wearing his seatbelt!!!!

you're sitting at the front seat and he's with taehyung at the back, the latter dozing off because yoongi indulged his request for sleep music with soft rain on the background (it doesn't make yoongi sleepy) in an attempt to make him feel better about his leg

the one-hour loop's working wonders because you're passed out on the front seat too

normally, this would also make jungkook sleepy

but how the fuck can he sLEEP when yoongi looks at him through the rear-view mirror like an apex predator??????

kook could take the easier route of pretending to sleep so he could get to avoid yoongi's gaze

but then if he pretends to sleep, yoongi would clearly see how his eyeballs are still very much trembling even when his eyes are shut and he's the furthest thing from being relaxed

don't get him started on stoplights too!!! that was just pure torture because jungkook was conflicted to whether or not he should look at him rIGHT back

taehyung and jungkook live in the same building anyway so that's more convenient because he actually wouldn't know how to act if he had to drop j-name (he honestly can't digest saying his name) separately

now that that's all over, jungkook feels oddly fulfilled in a way...?

fulfilled in a sense that even if partially, he managed to earn your forgiveness

he feels like he could sleep a little more peacefully knowing that he atleast did something right this time!!!

which is for the exact reason, he's gonna gUSH about this to mr. kim from student affairs!!!

it's uh the weekend and he walked to campus because he thinks that admin works even on weekends (mad respect)

it's noticeably a lot more empty compared to weekdays and it's just filled with freshmen with their hectic class schedules and some students who are just fulfilling units to graduate early

jungkook walks straight to student affairs and it instantly looks empty, the only familiar face in there being namjoon

as in mr. kim namjoon who's wearing a windbreaker rn and whose hair is dEFINITELY blonde than the last time (two days ago) that jungkook saw him

he's not here to work isn't he

wait is he here to rob the place ???!?#?!?

"and what are you doing here?"

namjoon is as confused as jungkook, his mouth opening and closing in dumbfoundedness

"o-oh! is mr. kim here? w-wait, you are here. i mean mr. kim seokjin, sorry. did he-"

"nope," namjoon shakes his head, putting his bucket hat back on to leave jungkook all by himself

namjoon from work and namjoon every other time besides work are TWO different entities

"we just came here to collect our paychecks. you missed jin by ten minutes."

oh well

his momentum's not entirely ruined!! jungkook just has to cram thinking of a recipe to put in your lunchbox by tomorrow and jin is his tried and tested saving grace

technically, jungkook already saw you this morning because of the whole taehyung in a cast thing, but he feels as if that the take-outs from the cafeteria aren't gonna cut it

he still needs to step up his game of course :D

so that's why jungkook forcibly enlisted jimin's help to make fish and chips for dinner and put them in two lunchboxes

one for you and one for yoongi!! he didn't skimp on the fish nor the chips and made sure they're still toasty and in peak-flavor when he delivers it to your dorm

is he intruding? is this a bad time? he didn't exactly know how to process when yoongi told him that he wouldn't stop him from making it up to you

he just iSN'T sure if delivering homemade lunchboxes at 7 in the evening to your dorm is optimal

oh good!! the door's opening :D

"good evening!! i uhm-"

... what

.......... WHAT

what the fuck is going on

seokjin is suprised to see that the guy at the door isn't from the delivery place he ordered from two minutes ago

... he may be disappointed

but what he is amused about is the way jungkook looks beyond confused and intimidated

jin's in a sleep shirt and some boxers and jungkook doesn't kNOW what to feel about all the variables present that he's trying to connect

"you look like you're hiding a goldfish in your mouth."

seokjin remarks and yawns when a fraction of a minute passes and jungkook's still frozen in his spot, his eyes darting to what the kid's holding

"oh c'mon! one for y/n and one for yoongi? you trying to make it up to him too? and none for me?" jin jives him further, leaning against the doorframe with a sleepy smirk on his lips, "i practically live here, and i gave you the tonkatsu recipe, and i'm the one who doesn't get a lunchbox?"

he eventually saw this coming lmao

jin knew that someway somehow, jungkook would come to know that hE's your close friend throughout the whole time

that he's been the sort of middleman all this time but nah he's on your team of course <3

that all this whining he's done to him has all been in the name of you and seokjin had to sit through ALLLL of that with his fists clenched underneath the table to calm himself down

"oh my god," jungkook's literally WEAK in the knees as it all connects in his mind, the gravity of this scenario kicking down on him

he really iS such a fucking asshole

how did he not hypothesize this????? how wasn't he able to connect you and yoongi and jin as each other's closest friends???

his legs are literally about to give out so that's why seokjin snatches the lunchboxes from his hands

"i am so, so, so sorry mr. kim. i-i really didn't-..."

jin pays him no mind, opening the lunchboxes slightly as he whistles at the sight of fish and chips

meanwhile jungkook is so sO close to crying both in realization and very very slight relief because he knows atleast one of your friends doesn't hate him that much

the door opens wider, the creaking getting both of his and jin's attention

"what's taking you so long? is the-..."

yoongi switches his gaze between the two lunchboxes on jin's hand and jungkook sitting on the floor looking like he's had the shock of his lifetime

wow this is really amusing

this is in fact so amusing that yoongi can't help but to snap a picture for him and jin to laugh at later

"bye, jeon."

yoongi grabs one of the lunchboxes from jin's hand and goes back into the dorm, leaving jungkook alone with mr. student affairs

seokjin chuckles as he outstretches his hand to make jungkook stand up and shoo him off sooner than later so he wouldn't look like a pebble in front of your dorm

he pats him on the back, only having to pull him slightly to get him closer to his ear

"we're still mad at you kid, don't get it twisted. you're lucky i didn't expel you."

jungkook pales at the realization overall, only weakly nodding his head as he attempts to take in everything while trying to look at the bright side

seokjin cheerily closes the door, waving at him who looks so close to passing out from hock

"bye jungkook!!!"

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imjusttpeachy · 4 years

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the early bird gets the panini (c.h.)

well this is quite the change of pace isn’t it. lmao i figured u guys needed a break from the crying so here’s... whatever this is

thank u all new followers!! u jus made a big mistake💞🦋

u guys should search up “my very real collab with 50 cent” by corpse if you haven’t heard it yet, i ascended the first time i listened lmaoooo

playlist

the wombats - greek tragedy

aminé - heebiejeebies

free nationals - beauty and essex

the marías- let my baby stay

summary: Corpse interrupts the reader’s morning livestream after she left him alone in bed that morning. Fluff and fuckery ensues.

word count: 2, 326

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns, coarse language

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“Okay, Tom Nook is the most bitch-ass motherfucker I’ve ever met. I could fold him like a panini with a slap I swear to god.”

Mornings were definitely one of your favourite times to stream. Of course, you loved staying up into the early hours of the morning only kept awake by the energy drinks running through your veins and the screaming of your friends over your headset, but nothing could beat the sweet simplicity of waking up with your watchers. It was always so calm, your anxiety levels at a low with the small audience building up slowly as more of them woke up. Reading those good morning messages saying that you helped to start their day off on a good foot— nothing would beat that.

The only downside to these scheduled morning streams was having to tear yourself away from the cozy warmth of your bed, especially if there was a certain someone blanketed over you silently persuading you to stay there forever. It was always a rare sight, bruised eyes sealed shut, long eyelashes kissing pale cheeks as small snores escaped from slightly parted lips. Glancing down at the messy black mop that rested on top of your chest, you sighed softly. You knew he’d only been asleep for a few hours, if that, thinking back to the night before where you crawled into bed alone after kissing him goodnight before leaving him to finish editing for his latest video. He worked too hard, but despite you reminding him this every single time he stayed up into the dark hours of the night to finish his work, he always never seemed to be satisfied. Most of the time you were able to coax him from the stuffy confines of his gaming office, bribing him with sweet kisses and promises of cuddles; when he was in the zone, though, nothing could steer his sore eyes away from the monitor. So with a sweet kiss goodnight, you’d make your way to the bedroom, falling asleep to the faint click-clacks of his keyboard.

It was funny how different you were in that aspect. You always loved mornings, the sun shining through the blinds always brought a smile to your face holding the promise of a bright day ahead. It felt good to never be in a rush, to enjoy the still air, and watch the world around you wake up as people settled into their daily routines. The day’s chaos always seemed to leak through into the dark of the night, but in the morning everything felt new and refreshed; the perfect new beginning to another chapter in the story of your life. Though, allowing yourself the guilty pleasure of staying in bed tangled together with your favourite person every so often wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Okay, maybe it was almost every day.

But who could say no when those strong arms encased you so perfectly, holding you so close you couldn’t figure out where you ended and where he started? Who could say no to his warm skin pressed against your own, the weight of his body grounding you as you pulled yourself from the darkness of sleep? Who could say no to being able to study his face up close, running your fingertip ever so lightly along the curve of his jaw, the bridge of his nose, the apples of his cheekbones, watching his eyelids flutter as he stirred softly in his sleep? Who could say no to the pillow talk you shared once those pretty eyes opened, the deep grumble of his morning voice that prickled goosebumps over your skin as he muttered those 3 sweet little words?

Definitely not you.

Well, not often anyway.

Reluctantly pulling your gaze away from the sweet face resting on your chest, you glanced over to the alarm clock on the nightstand. Red numbers reading 9:37 AM that seemed to be glaring back at you pushed any thought of indulging in your morning pleasures straight from your mind. You’d need to be live in 20 minutes. Puffing another sigh from your lips you slowly worked your way out from underneath your personal weighted blanket, trying your best to maneuver him softly onto the pillows to not wake him. Of course, you’d never be that lucky. Hissing through your teeth as your feet hit the icy top of the hardwood floor, you whipped your head around as a warm hand encased your wrist in a loose grip. Beneath messy bed head that could barely be seen from underneath the comforter that you had pulled back on top of him, you see the glimpse of tired eyes clouded with confusion peering out from underneath.

“Angel?” The deep grumble muttered underneath his breath almost made you throw all your plans to the wind and crawl right back into the fluffy clouds you longed to once again get lost in. Huffing out a sigh you slowly turned around, pulling your hand from his grasp only to bury it in the dark locks buried among the pillows. You leaned down softly, pushing your hands through his hair to reveal soft pleading eyes staring back at you, doing nothing but making your heart ache for having to leave so soon. Trancing your thumb along his eyebrow to try and smooth the small furrow that had made its home between them, you sighed softly.

“It’s Thursday, gotta stream puppy.” You watched as a small flash of recognition passed across his bleary eyes, a puff escaping his lips from under the comforter as you watched his chest fall slightly. Pulling his head up from the comforter, you smiled as you felt chapped lips press a small kiss to the inside of your wrist in understanding. Allowing yourself a bit of fun you leaned down pressing your lips to his briefly, giggling softly as a whine escaped his mouth as you pulled away. “Promise I won’t be long, I’ll be back before you even have time to miss me.”

“Too late for that.”

>>>

Smiling as you glanced up at your monitor that held your live chat, you watched as your viewers lost it with your threat to an animated shopkeeper. Times like this are what remind you of how grateful you are to your subscribers, they were practically family at this point and you felt you couldn’t be luckier to have such genuine, warm-hearted people that wanted to watch; even when you were cussing out characters that did nothing to you. You were laughing as you read some of the chat replies out loud when you saw your phone light up with a text from where it was sitting on your desk. Excusing yourself for a moment from the stream you grabbed your phone seeing a message from Corpse.

Corpsie💞💞: did you order coffee? someone knocked on the door and there’s a paper bag on the step

Cursing to yourself quietly for forgetting, you answered him quickly saying that you just needed to cut to a break on stream and you’d be out in a minute to grab it. He was wary of even opening the front door these days, and honestly, you couldn’t blame him. The last time you had driven out to pick up whatever was sent into his P.O. Box, there were people waiting outside the building. When you went inside to grab everything, you asked the teller what exactly they were waiting for, to which he told you that they were hoping to catch a glimpse of this faceless internet star as this is where he’d go to get his mail. You don’t think you’ve ever walked faster to your car— trying your best to not grab their attention though your body was shaking with adrenaline, knowing they might’ve seen him while he was waiting there for you. Practically throwing open the driver's door, you tossed everything haphazardly into the back seat, telling Corpse to pull up his hood and mask as you started the car and peeled out of there. That was the last time he left the house.

You sighed, dropping your phone back on your desk as well as the switch that had been sitting in your lap, beginning to explain that you needed a quick break to get your coffee and starting to click through the settings to set up your break screen when you saw your phone light up again.

Corpsie💞💞: nah don’t worry i got it

You barely had time to sit back in your chair as you stared at your phone in disbelief before there was a soft knocking on your office door.

“Just kidding guys, apparently we have a kind guest who’s bringing it to me instead.”

Corpse hearing your voice from behind the door, it swung open to reveal your mop-headed lover sporting his cute plaid pyjama pants and yesterday’s hoodie as he held your coffees and bag in his hand. You grinned to yourself, moving out of the frame of the webcam as you reached out to grab everything, placing it on your desk before turning back to him with a wide smile. Reaching back for his hand, you pulled it down toward you, his body following as your other hand reached up to bury itself in his bedhead. You leaned forward and pressed a small peck onto his lips, mumbling a soft thank you against them as you kissed him once more. While this may have looked like the most simple gesture you knew how difficult it must have been for him, almost wanting to cry at how sweet he was to go to those lengths to do something a little special for you. As you pulled away, you smiled as his face mirrored yours, those soft rosy lips pulled into the sweetest grin you’d ever seen. Resting his forehead against yours, he mumbled back a small “anything for you princess,” the deep rumble of his morning voice sending a chill up your spine as you leaned forward again to steal another sweet kiss. Finally pulling away from you he stood up to his full height, a yawn escaping his mouth; though as he looked back toward the door you could sense his hesitation and grinned widely up at him.

“Do you wanna sit with me for a bit? I can just turn off the camera.” Giggling softly, you watched his head practically whip back toward you nodding a yes as he squeezed your hand, still intertwined with his. Reluctantly pulling it from his grasp, you pulled yourself back toward your monitors as you began to click through your stream settings.

“Well, your favourite guest has decided to grace us with his presence for a little so I’m gonna have to turn off face-cam, but I don’t think you guys will have a problem with that.” You laughed out, watching as your chat began to surge with messages about him. Making sure there was no way you could accidentally turn on the webcam again, you gestured him over to you starting to stand from your chair to grab the other one sitting in the corner of the office when a hand grasped yours, a strong tug pulling you completely off it with; a small yelp escaped your lips as you fell clumsily into your boyfriend's chest. You could hear his laugh from above you as he maneuvered you around in his arms before falling back onto your chair and pulling you into his lap, his face burying itself into the crook of your neck where you could feel that smug grin that was surely painted on his face. With his arms wrapped around you completely, holding you securely to his chest you knew you weren’t going anywhere. Looking up at the chat a laugh was pulled from your lips as your watchers conspired against you, message after message accusing you of doing something unspeakable behind the camera as being the reason you turned it off.

“Guys, literally nothing is happening.” You laughed out, watching as the chat passed so fast you couldn’t even read a full sentence. “Corpse just decided he wanted to share a chair instead of getting his own.”

“Yeah, my bad.” With no trace of any remorse in his monotone answer, another laugh escaped from your lips. Leaning forward to grab your switch and actually start playing again, you settled back into Corpse’s lap knowing this is exactly where you wanted to be. You were only a few minutes back into the game, Corpse and you occasionally reading out some live chat comments excited about his surprise appearance as viewers slowly climbed— his own watchers joining to watch the stream, when he inevitably started to fuck with you. A chill snaked up your spine as you began to feel small kisses trailing up your neck, you should’ve known this was one of the reasons he wanted to have you in his lap— it was easier to get your attention this way. You could feel that smug little smile drift back onto his face as he heard your voice start to shake slightly; at those moments he’d pull away and start replying to messages before turning back and starting all over again. It was the fourth time he began to press those soft lips to the base of your throat when you shrugged him off and shoved the breakfast sandwich you were snacking on into his face.

“Okay, if you want to share a chair you’re gonna have to behave.”

“Okay, okay. Sorry baby, sorry.” Corpse laughed out, voice muffled from behind the sandwich; taking a bite of it and placing it back in front of you, his chest still shaking with laughter. Deciding to hook his chin over your shoulder instead, he went back to watching the live chat, chatting and answering questions— that is before he came across a certain comment that had him furrowing his brows in confusion.

“What’s this about you folding Tom Nook like a panini?”

>>>

#corpse husband x reader #corpse husband imagine #corpse x reader #corpse imagine #corpse husband x y/n

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honklore · 4 years

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Can you do headcanons for sapnap with a shy reader please?❤️💌

ALSO I LOVED LANDSLIDE IT CHANGED MY LIFE

shy!reader headcanons | sapnap

(gender neutral, non-au, this is less of a headcannon and more of a small story sorry about that)

listen to: georgia by vance joy

okay firstly to premise, i think sapnap is a pretty shy guy himself. he’s absolutely the guy who refuses to correct a waiter after they read their order back to him wrong

so he would get it. i don’t really think he would try to push you out of your comfort zone

lets say you guys met in a csgo lobby lol. sapnap was practicing before a stream, playing with strangers, and you popped up

and you didn’t speak for the first like. five rounds. you were AMAZING with last minute clutches but you never spoke so people just kind of assumed you didn’t have ur mic on

except one round, sapnap lost focus and nearly ruined the round, forgetting to call out his location for a cover

luckily you came in with the clutch and shot the enemy before they could get to sapnap, saving the round

and so while in the lobby, sapnap turns on his mic and just “[user], thanks for saving my ass out there.”

and your voice just comes through, a little clipped and very shy, “no problem,” before your mic is muted again

sapnap ends up saving ur gamer tag and inviting you whenever he needs someone to play with or fill a lobby

this turns into playing every day, and you guys become rlly good friends thru the screen. you both keep to yourselves for the most part, a strict csgo relationship if you will

and then sapnap is like. i rlly like them. i want to be their bestie.

so he asks if you want to play with him and his friends sometime, maybe in minecraft or jackbox

and you’re a little overwhelmed bc you know they have a decent online presence. but he’s nice to you and you don’t have many online friends so you say yes :)

and he’s like SO excited bc all of his friends are going to meet his new friend

only he’s been talking abt u to karl and dream and george and q for like. ages. since like. THE NIGHT he met u on csgo. (bc he’s a pisces and he gets v attached to anyone who breathes in his direction)

(i’m a pisces i can say it)

when you join the lobby (no one is streaming) he has the boys in a separate call to give him advice just in case he needs it

you don’t really speak unless spoken to, and when the boys get rlly loud they can kind of forget to include you

so sapnap always brings you back into the convo by asking you a question or making a quick joke

george in their chat: simp

you guys play jackbox, and you rlly like quiplash and survive the internet and others where you can just type

(and you’re really good at it like the boys think ur rly funny and clever)

but of course the boys want to play mad verse city, and you’re like,,, rlly nervous and don’t really want to rap,, so sapnap raps for you,, and he’s the loudest to hype you up after each of your verses

and you’d slowly get more comfortable with the boys. it’s easy to flow with them bc they’re so loud and obnoxious that you can mind your own business and still feel like part of their convos.

so anyways it’s months into your friendship, and sapnap has developed the fattest crush on you. if he’s not on call with the boys, he’s on call with you

chat knows about you bc sapnap always has you on his alt streams to talk and hang out with him. surprisingly, chat is very protective over you and cheer you on even if you’re on a different team than sap

i imagine sapnap gives you his minecraft info and lets you go around the dsmp the same way dream lets drista hang out with his info

just... a stream where he leads you around and just talks to you in vc while you share your screen with him,,, and chat is like. sapnap you are so in love.

you spend your time in the smp making a cottage and a house for yourself. you even tame a cat.

(it’s the first pet on the server that sapnap doesn’t try to kill. that’s how chat knows he’s in too deep.)

and the thing is,, he wants to ask u to be his s/o,, but you’re so shy that he has no idea how you feel about him

you’re not flirty and you’re friendly with everyone, so it’s hard to see any signs.

(sapnap is also just kinda dumb, bc he doesn’t realize that you only address him when you talk, you’re only comfortable in calls if he’s there too, you have made him a playlist called “sapnap <3”, you made him a flower garden in minecraft and literally mined netherite for him to return to when he came back on the server)

like sapnap is thinking on such a large scale that all of these little things you do don’t register as anything more than friendship

and he’s in call w the dteam one day and he’s just like “guys :/ idk if they like me :/”

dream calls him a dumbass

george hangs up

when george comes back, you join the call too, and sapnap can only assume george messaged you to join

“tell them, sapnap”

“george you’re such an idiot, y/n don’t listen to him we were just messing around.”

“okay,” you say. “but i’m here to talk if you ever need me.”

sapnap wants to burst because he likes you so much, he’s just so terrified of messing up what you guys have that he would rather stay silent

he doesn’t want to run you off, but he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t like you either

“can i call u?” he asks “without these two nimrods to hear us?”

you agree, and you start talking as soon as you two are in a separate call. “sap? are you okay? you’ve been acting weird lately.”

“i rlly like you,” he just blurts it out, because it’s the easiest way for him. he can’t take it back, but at least you know.

“oh,” you say, voice just as timid as it was that first csgo game ages ago. “i like u too”

cue blushy sapnap

always talks about you on stream. you don’t join streams too much bc they make you nervous, but you’re always talked about lol

sapnap will bring you up literally every day on twitter or smth

when the two of you finally meet in person, you’re both so shy that dream has to start the convos for the first hour or so

but once you get comfortable it’s like two long lost souls

you guys just fit

sapnap speaks up when you’re quiet, and vice versa

you guys get ur own shared mc server and sapnap kills mods while you plant flowers

you use your twitter to show off your builds and sapnap always retweets and hypes you up

he suggests you stream your builds but it’s something you just like to do on your own, so you decline. sometimes you’ll appear on his streams and give his chat a lil tour tho :’)

sapnap is pretty protective over you. he will fight anyone for u <3 that’s just how he is lmao.

you get along with everyone pretty well though, and sapnap fits in with your friends as well

it’s still mostly a long distance relationship, but the two of you are used to it so you make it work

and sapnap will correct a waiter if they get your order wrong. so, character development.

thanks for requesting and for liking landslide !!

#sapnap headcanons #sapnap x reader #mcyt headcanons #mcyt x reader

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