#V: Reverse!Verse

[morganasirennether]

New tag dump post because I can't add anything to the old one~

[umbane]

𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐆𝐔𝐘 / 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐖𝐇𝐘

Kayn has always known that he was destined for more than the world handed him. He wasn't born into money, or to people who would support him, but he was born with an unflinching confidence that refused to shatter, no matter what was thrown at him.

He doesn't speak much of his youth, and few reminders of it remain — just some old scars, nightmares, and some stick & poke tattoos from misspent teenage years. When he started on his path to fame, Kayn would do anything to get away from home, including acting like someone he's not.

The industry wanted a manufactured group — unoffensive, child-friendly, and wholesome. Kayn cut his hair, dyed it back to black, and let them cover up the few tattoos he already had. He sang the notes, he gave the performances, and he hated every minute of it. He's always been too big for the cages of expectation, always craved too much to be told what to do, so he lashed out. All his frustration and his pain, all the nightmares that followed him were directed at his bandmates, at the production crew, at everyone around him. He quit the band, certain he'd amassed enough fans now that he could carve his own bath. He remade himself. Again.

His first band was wholesome, his second, ECLIPSE, was anything but. Kayn screamed into the mic about his demons, the voices in his head, about everything that had ever held him back. He hates the industry, he hates the labels, he hates everyone who ever stood in his way. He does backup vocals and rap, and for the first time he starts to feel happy with what he's created.

But he pushes himself too hard. He pushes his bandmates too hard. He goes into rages when things don't go right. He lashes out, he screams in their faces in the recording studio.

He gets kicked out.

He gets kicked out?

He's stunned at first, and then he screams at them until his voice is raw — he's not toxic, he just doesn't want to fail. He's not selfish, it's just business. He throws things. And when he finally leaves, the world seems so fucking quiet.

Kayn falls out of the industry for a few years. He doesn't like to talk about those times. He hated his old band. He hated himself. He hated, and hated, and hated. He was angry, because it was easier than the way failure gnawed at his gut when he was still enough to remember it. He seethed because what was underneath it was worse. Sometimes, he didn't know if it was worth it. He kept making his own music, but he was a pariah in the industry after detonating two bands. It had always been an uphill battle for Kayn, but now he had people pushing him back down. If he's honest with himself, it almost destroyed him.

And then he got a call.

Someone wanted him.

They like his music, they like how he calls out the industry. They don't care what he did before — they want his art now. They told him the list of members and Kayn's heart lurched. He told them he'd think about it. He made them wait three days.

Then, he joined, and the rest is history.

trivia & hcs here

[deiscension]

﹄ VERSES: Shi Qingxuan. 

below the cut is information on each available verse for shi qingxuan! the selection includes: tgcf canon-compliance, ghost, two modern variants with a reincarnation flavor that can be added to the order, reverse 1999, and genshin. a link to this post will be added to sqx's section on the pinned post. i'll update with any new verses that may come about in due time!

﹄ ◇ ; TGCF verses.

𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 & 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐩𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐜

bright as the morning sun and generous as a cool breeze on a sweltering summer eve, shi qingxuan presides as the beloved wind master of the heavenly court. she spends her time investigating matters brought before her by other court officials and her thousands upon thousands of believers, drinking merrily, making as many friends as possible, and trying not to earn the baleful glare of her older brother.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 - 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐜

the reverend of empty words has declared its final verdict on shi qingxuan's life the wind no longer answers her call. terrified of the egregious suffering her existence has caused and unable to contend with the callous injustice her brother has committed on her behalf, she wishes for nothing more than to be cast from the heavens and left to stumble about on her own in the mortal realm. but such wishful thinking will get her nowhere. if not for her, it wouldn't have happened. she can't just let her brother face that same fate... can she?

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐜

the waves have come crashing down. there is no lady wind master. there is no shi qingxuang. never show yourself before me, and i will pretend you never existed. is this not what she what she wanted? with wounds that will never heal and only herself to offer as a means to get by, she finds a way to make do down in the mud and misery. how fortunate that those with fates as accursed as hers are kinder than those in the heavens! at least she won't be alone. it's a happy affair, really; the mortal realm truly is a wondrous place. still, there's so much left to say, so much left to do, such immense debt to pay and pay and pay. even so, behind the filth and shame, her bright eyes remain the same.

﹄ ◇ ; Ghost Verse - 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

wretched beginning, wretched end. it only took a slight slip for her to go tumbling down, down, down to the where the water meets the shore. unable to move, the tides soon swept away both final words and final breath. but the wind has a way of bringing home wanderers who have not yet found true rest. good-natured but perhaps more teasing than she ought to be if she wants to avoid an exorcism, this nameless ghost lingers like a summer breeze. floaty, fair, fuzzy-- there's something left to say, there's someone left hear, surely. but her mind fills with the cry of cicadas, the roaring of crashing waves, a name split in two, a sin unrecognized... she was sure she knew. where, oh where... at such a time, had it really been...?

( *this can also be used as a flex-verse; i.e., modern ghost. ) 

﹄ ◇ ; Modern Verses

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬

lady_windmaster: an overnight sensation adored for her rags-to-riches story. beauty, goodwill, passion for costuming and storytelling, and genuine heart have earned her the love of anonymous millions. one moment a struggling college dropout from a family long since fallen out of public approval, the next the face of triumph in hardship. as she recovers from permanent injury and begins her social transition into femininity, she wants nothing more than to prove that there is a way to show your truest of hearts. but maybe it's not really her place to do so. after all, she's not exactly the one responsible for the relative stability she now has. her brother is the one who ultimately climbed those steep stairs for both of them-- and not without pulling strings. is she shi qingxuan, or is she a cut-and-paste image crafted to be an unachievable dream?

𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

having recently been released from hospital care following a horrific accident, shi qingxuan is eager to mingle with her peers again and reintroduce herself to the world at large. while she's become quite popular due to her bubbly nature, sincerity, and self-confidence, she still can't quite escape looming feelings of alienation and judgment from behind her own closed doors. (gonna be real here this subverse exists for like three people orz)

( *important note for both modern variants: i am also more than happy to incorporate direct reincarnation from her canon; how much or how little she remembers of her life before will be situation-dependent. )

﹄ ◇ ; Reverse 1999 - 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬

an arcanist draped in the elegant robes of a daoist cultivator, shi qingxuan is as carefree and affable as both appearance and her fanciful spirit-aligned afflatus would imply. she has yet to fully commit herself to the foundation. perhaps she's just too much of a free spirit to tie herself down to an institution with so many rules and regulations... though it's not like there's much anywhere else for her to go. she used to claim she hailed from a sky beyond the reach of the storm. now, however, she becomes noticeably embarrassed of her prior assertions. even more ridiculous yet, however, might be her full confidence that given enough time and practice with her incantations, she will be able to sweep the storm away in one grand gale.

﹄ ◇ ; Genshin Verse - 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲

once a legendary wind spirit with powers to rival even the mightiest of gods, shi qingxuan used roam the entirety of teyvat with swift feet carried by gales called down directly from the heavens. at such a time, she went by the title of 'lady wind master'. it was a title spoken with adoration and awe by all who knew it, particularly within the region that would eventually become known as liyue. but then whispers of war and usurpation began to trickle across the land. entirely unbeknownst to her, her brother lord water master attempted to seal her to the wind forevermore using another's stolen power. wrath from above and below formed a riptide that she could neither run from nor combat. and so she fell from the wind, soul of her soul and breath of her breath severed in a single moment. legend says her collision with the earth below carved an entire hidden system through liyue's mountain systems that still cradle her once beloved spiritual devices inside their ancient walls.

permanently maimed and shackled to winds that no longer recognize her as their counterpart, she's fated to wander teyvat until she has repaid the debt of existence and atoned for her crime of ignorance. she's little more than a vagabond with a few tricks up her sleeve and an anemo vision she still hasn't quite gotten accustomed to.

[korinthiakos]

“Good boy” - hello I’ve come to absolutely ruin you with this being from King Morpheus to Knight Corinthian 🙃 -endlessxdream

Send me "Good boy/girl" for my muse's reaction to your muse saying that to them! ( accepting !! )

Good boy. The knight felt conflicted; a mixture of feelings fighting each other in the battlefield that was known as the Corinthian's heart. He breathed in deeply. Corinthian then grinned. Amused. Oh, how King Morpheus will be slain in a couple of months. If the timing is right. Once the trust has fully blossomed. Will he be a good boy then? Or a bad boy? Definitely a bad boy. ( But his voice – his words did something to him. ) "Say that again, but to my ear, my lord."

[countlessrealities]

@thcpresidcnt sent: 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 + E-Rick { For Evil Rick 👀} Smash/Kiss or Pass || Accepting !

If possible, Rick's eyes become even colder at the question. He hasn't agreed to play this game, but it seems that he has been left with no choice. He could have tried to refuse, but something tells him that his master would have insisted on him participating.

At least he hasn't been asked if he'd "smash" him. A small consolation prize.

"Pass."

Of course that's the answer. No one should expect anything different. He has never shied away from expression how he feels towards his colleague. If he was capable of feeling shame, he would be ashamed to share his physical looks with the other.

"U-Unless I'm given an order. Or if the circumstances inevitably call for it," he still chooses to add.

Not that he thinks that he'll ever find himself in such situation. As much as his master enjoys torturing him, he can't imagine him taking pleasure in asking this from him. As for the inescapable circumstances...He can't think of any possible scenario.

Never say never, but in this particular case, the chances are so low that they are completely negligible.

[iobartach]

@defyxoblivion [adelheid] // continued from: dropping like flies 💀

Without fail, he feels his stomach churn at the villain's turn of phrase, at the deliberately grievous imagery invoked by his words. Unfortunately, Miguel didn't need to picture what he had been decisively hinted at; he'd counted the bodies himself, extending a talon as far as it would go as he toted up the disheartening reaping of life.

Recounting the names of the Spiders lost, he repeats them on a loop, that's recalled and recalled for as many times as necessary, as he closes in on the monster in their midst. On the terror unlike any other villain to have blighted the Society's halls, past or present. Leaving a legacy that he intends for no one to emulate.

"Thhhank meeee when yyyou're DDDEAD." A hiss, not a snarl nor a shout, provides Adelheid with a response, the only voice out of hundreds that stands some ghost of a chance against the villain's lethal arsenal. Short on time to compose a clearer picture, what was known had been the importance of avoiding physical contact. A tactic meant to starve the beast that took from his fellow Spiders more than words were suitably qualified to describe.

Fine with him. Sooner or later, Miguel was determined to reduce Adelheid to a corpse himself, followed by the dissection and complete immolation of what remained.

Only then would Miguel start to accept that vengeance had been properly served.

Now to get to that point.

"Laaast warning.... SSSSURRENDER!!!" Fangs flashing, another warning is spat forth, presenting a chance to settle matters amicably, without resorting to violence. In light of a lack of response received, the extreme offer is eventually settled for. Where, with his rage simmering beneath the surface, Miguel takes a step-- and charges forward, completely fixated on diving Adelheid... and the task of ripping him open from sternum to navel, without a second's hesitation.

[xflashbastardx]

{ verse tag drop }

[fatedefyd]

a quick tag drop for xinyin's reverse verse bc i forgot to do that last night lmao

◜xingyin / v. reverse.◞ 🇼​🇪​ 🇩​🇴​ 🇮​🇹​ 🇧​🇮​🇬​ ﹠ 🇸​🇭​🇮​🇳​🇪​ 🇱​🇮​🇰​🇪​ 🇸​🇹​🇦​🇷​🇸​ ﹗

[dcviated]

sword fight!!! :: closed

send ‘ Swordplay ’ for my muse to pin yours to the ground while fighting/sparring. send ‘ Swordplay + reverse ’ for your muse to pin mine.

@orderbourne sent: Swordplay (Eira)

No weapons, no magic. The bout was Major vs Major in a show of physicality and what they were capable of. Would that make the playing field fair? Hard to say. Each of them came with their set of skills and backgrounds. Eira was arguably on the more nimble side, and Jin no longer suffered from his elemental disadvantage. Neither could be called slackers or failing in any category when it came to taking care of themselves or what they were capable of inflicting in a hand to hand match. Perhaps that's what made the match so intriguing to watch.

She's not particularly keen on the turn of events, but at some point during their now lengthy sparring match a spectator had shown up, then two, and now it was a small crowd beholding the fight between the Hero of Ikaruga and the Silver Phoenix. It's too much to pay mind to right now, any distraction would be exploited by her opponent. Of course she would do the same if he let his eyes wander away from where her hands were going.

Sure enough, however, the attention becomes the other's downfall. Perhaps it was the cheering? Regardless, Eira finds her moment and getting underneath his guard flips the man over her shoulder, pinning him down with a confident grin as she pants with exertion. Suffice to say, a little longer and the battle could have actually gone his way. How unfortunate. The small crowd erupts in cheer and surprise.

Eira isn't a poor sport, especially now that she emerges the victor. She holds him down long enough to have her point made before the grip and pin are released. A few more breaths as she gathers herself and then a hand is offered to pull him up.

"As a man of the people, I ... would have expected the battle to turn into your favor. How wrong I was... hm?..." She's smiling, but sweat brushes her expression of barely cobbled confidence. It's not the loveliest portrait and the paint is running. "I... am going to sit down now."

[phyrestartr]

Divine Favour | Sukuna x Kitsune!Reader (Pt.2) NSFW

W/C: 3.2k #NSFW, THEY FUCKIN', bottom!reader, top!sukuna, mild yuuji/reader, yuuji and gang are v early 20s, heian sukuna, male reader, typical kitsune shapeshifting, canon typical violence, morally grey reader, sukuna ignores feelings through the force of sheer willpower, unhealthy relationships, power imbalance, dubcon elements, blood as lube (SORRY), Sukuna unhinged horknee, ABO elements

A/N: I wanted to make this include more parts, but I am so flabbergasted and in awe of the response to this fic that I feel the need to feed y'all feral creatures LMAO. JKJK but 👀 Thank you for all the feedback and support! It really gives me the motivation to continue writing and to interact with the JJK community. I'm having a lot of fun!

tags: @kamote-kuneho @kamote-kuneho @nyanwko @kamote-kuneho @better-imagination-9 @3zae-zae3 @chibiduck @kiiyoooo @lukaijah

“What the fuck is this?” Sukuna drawled, an intense fury simmering through his being. His gaze couldn't tear free from you, not even to size up the blindfolded weirdo watching him intently. 

He shattered the coffin, freeing you from the makeshift cursed bath some freak had forced you into. He smoothed damp hair from your sickly face and searched for sparks of life somewhere in the cold stillness that'd overtaken you. And there was something. He found it, a little glimmer of vitality in the smallest, shakiest inhale. 

“Good,” he praised, brushing your hair back more and more to get a better look at your face. You looked like the frail little thing he saved all those decades ago.

“You know,” Gojo interrupted, but Sukuna paid him no mind, “If I didn't know any better, I'd think you actually cared about that kitsune.” 

“Then you don't know what this is,” Sukuna decided blandly. “Figures.” Kenjaku kept him off the record, huh? Guess that's a bonus.

“Oh? Do you wanna enlighten me before Yuuji comes back?” Gojo smiled, as if he really expected Sukuna to play nice and be honest with him. “Come on, come on, it's your chance to be vulnerable~” 

“Tch. Pretty damn sure the fox'll be the one to tell you.” His hand smoothed over your stomach and rubbed slow, gentle circles against your skin as reverse technique sought to bring you all back to him. “He yaps about as much as your insufferable ass does. Granted, he talks a lot nicer.” 

“Wow, rude.” Gojo sighed and clapped twice as if clapping on a light. “Okay! I've had enough bullying. Yuuji–” 

“Brat, don't you fucking dare–” 

Yuuji inhaled sharply. He blinked owlishly at your calmed expression, your eyes now closed and breathing now steadied thanks to Sukuna's aid. 

Aid. That wasn't something the king did. 

“Sensei,” Yuuji managed, voice quivering under the weight of memories’ emotion. “Can you fix this?”

Somehow, you were stuck in the throes of flirtation with the malevolent king of curses. 

“It may be courtship,” Uraume guessed, soft smile brightening their cold exterior. 

(They'd been smiling more recently, actually, ever since you completed that overcoat and presented it to them. Nary a day went by when they did not don the sentimental garb.)

But you weren't so sure; the event of courtship was serious business across all lucid creatures. Animals and creatures of primal existence sought out partners with favorable genes and strong constitution, whereas humans and the like yearned for merit or love in their coupling. You didn't quite grasp the way humans thought. Not yet. 

Well, save for flirting. You decided it was a sort of pre-courtship where nothing became serious and nothing was on the line, but frivolous touches and haughty words of praise ran rampant when those concerned crossed paths. 

Much like today.

(Much like the days before and after.)

You walked along the stone-paved path most mornings, lost in thoughts and mumbling to yourself bits and pieces of poems. Most were unfinished, but in their own time, verses would find one another and complete the incomplete. 

A groggy yawn hummed from the palace entrance. And moments later, Ryoumen Sukuna fell into step with you, grumbling and mumbling complaints about the nippy Spring morning while he tucked his arms away into his sleeves. 

He followed you, idly looking around the expansive space you'd helped curate and maintain when you weren't busying yourself with the girls or decorating clothing. The gardens weren't a mess before, not at all, but now they had a certain taste–trees and flowers were planted with specificity, stones were moved, paths reworked. You took the outside over completely. The king didn't mind. 

“Sukuna-sama,” you said, voice melting in kind with the morning frost. “I'll need to leave for a short while.” 

Sukuna quirked a brow and looked at you. You gazed upon the large, thick koi flashing their beautiful scales and ornate patterns of orange and white as they swam and followed you. Tch. How come even the fish were drawn to you? 

“And how do you think you'll accomplish that?” Sukuna tossed a rock into the koi pond, making the fish scatter. “Getting away from me isn't something you can do.”

You huffed and looked at him. “I understand. I simply seek your permission.” 

“Denied.”

“Ah.” You deadpanned. “Why?”

“You're mine; I decide where you go, how you breathe, if you eat. Or are you forgetting that?” 

You sighed and let your ears droop sadly with your tails. “Surely you jest.” 

“Are you laughing?”

You whined like a sad, sad street pup before cozying up to him, slipping your hands up his stomach and chest like you were supposed to. “Please?” 

“No.” 

You chittered and pressed your face against him, but didn't protest and complain much more. 

Sukuna’s thoughts whirled. The show was amusing, sure, but you didn't do anything without reason, especially when it had to do with breaking character and acting out like this out of–

Oh? 

Sukuna leaned down and sniffed you, searching for the intriguing coil of flowery citrus he nearly missed on the warming breeze. It was so, so faint, but decadent and alluring in a way that made the master of toxins cautious–most poisons tasted sweet, after all. 

You pulled your head back, shrinking down the slightest bit with your ears flattened against your skull. Your eyes, wide as a full moon, stared up at him, expectant. The touch of your hands on him never left, though.

“Brassavola nadosa.” Sukuna tilted his head. “You smell like it.” 

You blinked curiously, relaxing. “Is that so?” 

We don't have that orchid in the garden. Sukuna hummed and lifted a lock of your hair, catching another weak waft of the flower's faint scent. 

It's coming from him, then. Hm. 

“Tell me again why you want to leave the palace?” Sukuna asked on a hunch.

And that hunch doubled down when you fidgeted with the cloth of his haori and looked aside. 

“I wish to bear children," you admitted, shy and quiet. "To try, at the very least. Perhaps find a mate, too.” 

Children. You wanted children. After everything those sorcerers put you through for who knows how many years, you still wanted to mother a runt of your own. And you were willing to run off into the wild to, what, let some random man knock you up? Fill you with seed of unknown origin, unknown value, unknown potential?

Sukuna's ego flared. He leaned down to you, tilting your chin up to make you look him in the eyes regardless how small you felt in that moment. He deserved to witness you. You deserved to witness him. 

“You're not leaving,” he breathed, and he swore he could hear your heart break. “If you want a brat, you'll get a brat–only if you stay here 'n give up on those shitty thoughts of finding a sire out there.”

Your eyes scanned his face, tracing over serious lines and honest creases. Clearly, you searched for an answer–

“How?” 

–one that Sukuna didn’t have. Or maybe he did. Perhaps he just couldn't find the words for it. 

He scoffed and ruffled up your hair, unable to answer you. “You're not leaving. Not unless I say so.” 

The first time he let you go, he left scars. 

He found you in your chambers come early evening. Your tails swished and flicked as you sat amidst a nest of his robes and the missing linens from his chambers while you futzed over the embroidery of another haori, this time adorning the plain thing with the darkest scarlet one could find. Sukuna could already guess why. 

Your being burns as wildfires do. Lively. Emphatically. Devouring more and more so long as the earth lets you. Yet where you do not lay ruin, you grant warmth and light in a divine way. Wildfires are not such horrible things if one stays a respectable ways away. 

Your poetic nonsense irritated him to no end, but he fell enamored all the same; you spoke to honor him with every utterance of his name. You didn't try to kiss his feet nor did you bask him in compliments–you only spoke into existence that which hummed through your mind, unprovoked. It just so happened to be everything Sukuna liked to hear. 

So when he found you secluded away, beckoning so sweetly with intoxicating scents of citrus and gardenia, what choice did he have but to lay claim, to give you the brat you so sorely yearned for?  

You sensed him. Your gaze flicked to him, stoic and unmoved as ever, as the energy in the room built into suffocating silence, something like tectonic plates caught in deadlock, holding their disastrous energy, waiting for the right moment to devastate the world with a single, cataclysmic shift.

And of course, it was the impatient predator that moved first, setting a catastrophe into motion. 

The hours blurred together. 

Every minute of the chase was thrilling, invigorating, surprising–you were filled with tricks and traps, never slowing down for a second to think or doubt as the beast of a sorcerer pursued you through his palace, through the city below, and now into the looming forest in the mountains. 

Admittedly, he'd gotten carried away. He lost himself in the rush of it all, the adrenaline and pure, destructive desire pushed his self-control into unraveling just the slightest bit; honest attacks tore through space and time, hoping to maim and cripple you if they were to hit. And, honestly, the way you avoided his attempts to strike you down enthralled him as much as it enraged him–he was seconds away from unleashing his domain until a less-than-satisfying ripple of cursed energy tore across your thigh and put you down.

It was then, walking up to you, to his prey, that Sukuna remembered you weren't a sorcerer. Most would be able to stand and walk it off, maybe even heal with reverse technique, but you could only grasp at your weeping wound and grimace. Because you were not a sorcerer, you were a kitsune: a trickster, a creature full of mischief and void of cursed energy. 

Yokai. Not a human. Not a curse. Not like the rest of the boring souls wandering his earth. 

Sukuna pinned you the second you tried to make a break for it. Fangs and claws gnashed and tore into him while his hands strained to keep you down and rip those damn clothes free from your burning skin. 

Mating's never a pretty thing when it comes to nature. Humans like you made it something more.

Sukuna clasped a hand over your mouth and forced his weight onto you, ripping reedy yowls from your core as you twisted and turned, primal mind urging you to run, run, run, don't make this easy, make him prove his worth–

Rip.

Ribbons of what were once your robes fluttered to the ground, useless and unsalvageable. They were plain black, so unlike what you usually wore. You wouldn't miss them. 

“Make this as difficult as you want, pet,” Sukuna whispered as he loomed over you. His hand slid from your mouth to your throat when you stilled.  

“You know how this ends.” 

His pants were pulled down while another hand wiped slippery blood against your pliant entrance–and that was the only warning you got before he pushed into you. 

Where you should have screamed, you instead sighed. Your back arched off the ground like a work of art. Two hands gave up on holding you down in favour of gripping your waist and hips, pulling you closer to him, forcing you flush against his body. 

He noticed it then: a litany of old scars and discoloured marks shining against your skin. Marks left by those who did not deserve to taste such a delicacy. 

Unsightly.

Blood painted the grass. Cleaves and slashes ate away at those tainted scars, painting over the ugliness left hidden for too long–now, his marks would decorate you. Now, those hidden scars would mean something. They’d mean everything. 

Yet Sukuna's selfish maiming wasn't fitting the bill, and your antsy-ness was proof of it. You tried for the last time to pull from him, but his grip tightened around your throat. You gazed at him, then, eyes so wide and hungry, eager to fight or fuck–whichever came first. 

He braced over you and nearly winced as he dragged out of your suffocating heat. A sharp snap back inside loosened you, the glide of blood and slick aiding him. 

“I'll take you the way you need it,” he drawled as he built the pace quickly, already feeling his own obsession and excitement reverberating through his body, filling every fibre of muscle with electricity.

“Then,” he growled, leaning closer to your face. “I'll fuck you the way you want it.”

“More,” you sighed, digging your nails into the pillow you had your face buried in while the beast fucked you from behind. Sukuna groaned in compliance and lanced into your guts deeper, harder, faster than before–you were the only one that could handle the brutal way he let loose, and he was more than willing to indulge in that privilege. 

The hands all over you rose to the occasion, too; one had your tails fisted in his ruthless grasp, rudely holding you still and pulling you back against his hips; another rested on the curve of your ass, only moving to give a sharp slap or to knead your soft, perfect skin; the last two held your hips in a crushing force, his calloused fingers digging into your plush sides and sharp hip bones like you might disappear at any second. 

A sharp, sweet whine signaled the beginning of the end, as did the restless fidgeting and shifting in the king's grasp. Seeing you, a poised, powerful, mischievous being, come undone beneath him came to be one of Sukuna’s favourite sights, especially knowing it could only be because of him--only him. 

He leaned over you, his heavy chest pressing into your back as one hand released your waist in favour of fisting in your hair and tugging your head back and out of the futon you so desperately clung to. 

“Ah-ah,” he scolded breathily. “No hiding.” It was a familiar sentiment, one he had no problem reminding you of now and again. You had a horrible habit of trying to vanish when overwhelmed, after all. 

“Terrible beast,” you snapped back, scoffing indignantly when the deep bassy laugh of the man rolled through your body. “Horrible.” 

“You love it,” Sukuna growled back, grinning through every word. 

Something about it clearly struck a chord with you, judging by how fast you choked on your voice and came undone, legs trembling and body tightening around the too-big intrusion. The king groaned and bit at your neck, licking whatever blood beaded at the surface in between rushed, hushed words of praise for you and your efforts–most, if they heard the things he said, would call it out of character for the beast. Most didn't get to see beyond his raw power and crippling cruelty, however. 

Sukuna grunted and spilled inside you, pulling you back by your hair, hips and tail to ensure he forced every bit of his offerings deep into your core. Your body rocked and twitched against his, accepting all he had to offer you at the end of yet another coupling, before he let go of your locks and let you collapse face-first into the futon. 

He pulled out slowly, watching as every inch slipped from your abused hole before popping free and uncorking a dribble of whiteness from inside. He tutted and scooped it up with two fingers before stuffing it back in. 

“Oi, oi, are you even trying to keep it in?” He teased, smirking as you huffed. 

“You've exhausted me. I have no energy to attempt the impossible,” you lamented, nuzzling your nose further into the soft sheets smelling of cedar and fresh blooms–something so uniquely Sukuna. 

Your king sighed and gave your ass a firm few pats. “Guess I'll have to spoil you even more.” He settled onto his back and easily pulled you onto him, yanking you up to straddle his waist right where that second mouth laid open and eager to taste you. 

“This is uncouth,” you sighed. But you rocked back against the thick, heavy tongue pressing into your pliant heat, licking deep into you with a mind and hunger of its own. 

“Seems couth enough for you,” he commented, watching you ride his centre with rapt attention. “Little harlot's getting off on this, hey? Such a needy little brat.” 

His hands smoothed up and down your legs and sides as you shamelessly chased a second high. Your hands clasped over his as he took you into his hand and stroked you back to ample stiffness, the soreness of too many rounds of fucking making you far too sensitive to touch. 

“S-Sukuna-sama,” you stammered. “I can't–”

Sukuna's head tilted with a pleased smirk. “Ho? I thought you wanted to bear children? Are my offerings not enough for you?” 

You scrunched your face up into something of a prissy glare, but the shine clinging to your lashes and the shuddering of your body against his betrayed your crumbling demeanor. Of course, he was impressed with how his fox was fairing considering everything he put you through. 

He maneuvered you onto your back, grinning as you growled and weakly struggled against him. You looked perfect–stomach swollen, hair fanned out behind you, eyes teary but unable to tear away from the creature that’d tormented you for hours upon hours with no desire to give you a break. 

“Greedy god,” Sukuna lamented. One hand came to rest on your bruised neck again, fitting around so perfectly. “Nothing’s ever fucking good enough for you.” 

“You are.” 

That gave Sukuna pause. He stared down at you, all eyes looking over you with rapt attention as he tried to think. Tried to understand. Tried to parse those words and uncover what exactly you tried to convey. 

But it didn't click. 

“Tch. You're lucky I'm a generous god,” he scolded, releasing you from your torment in favour of collapsing down beside you for some much-needed rest. Not only did your beautiful body wear him out (not that he'd admit it), but your whimsical words wore his sanity thin. The worst part was you didn't even intend to damage him so. 

“I am truly honoured to merely be in your presence,” Your voice, light and dreamy as petals fluttering, laughed, and Sukuna's soul did something odd. 

He stared at the ceiling as you shuffled beside him, quickly returning to his side, donned in one of his haori and determined to make a comfortable nest of blankets and clothes around you both for the rest of the night–ah, morning? Huh. What an ordeal. 

You curled up next to him, shoving your back firmly against his side the way you often did when resting as a fox, and Sukuna huffed. 

“Turn to me,” he commanded, and you obeyed. 

He, too, turned to face you to envelope your lithe form with invincible arms and divine protection. Your soft purrs rolled through him, settling his wild spirit into a lazy tempo of an early morning stroll through a garden filled with one sort of white orchid: 

Brassavola nadosa. “Lady of the Night.” Your calling card. Your divine essence.

"Brassavola nodosa (Lady of the Night) is a medium-sized epiphytic or lithophytic orchid species boasting extremely fragrant flowers throughout the year. The blossoms, 4 in. across (10 cm), emit a citrus fragrance at night. Each flower features long, slender, pale green or creamy-white sepals and petals and a large, heart-shaped lip sometimes adorned with purple or dark red spotting." - gardenia.net

[hirotheinkling]

Murder Drones Headcanon: Time Travel

In my personal Murder Drones headcanon, time travel is possible (although there is a limit to how far into the past you can go but no limit to how far into the future you can go), and all Murder Drones AUs coexist with the main Murder Drones canon as branching timelines which are the result of time travelers messing with the timeline (Changing the past does NOT change the future, but rather creates a separate, alternate timeline which exists independently from the main one. Basically MCU and DBZ time travel logic). There is also the Ministry of Timeline Preservation (MTP), an organization which is dedicated to preventing the further creation of new branching timelines and in some cases erasing existing ones if they are deemed as a threat. A total of 1,277 branching timelines have been created ever since time travel became possible, and 129 of them have been erased over the course of the MTP’s history, so 1,148 branching timelines currently remain.

Here is the full list of Murder Drones AUs I’ve compiled and their designations by the MTP!

TL-00 - Main Murder Drones Timeline / Timeline of Nyx Doorman (@thecosmiccrow)

TL-01 - Solver Uzi AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-02 - Murder-Verse by @captainparks

TL-08 - Reverse AU by @the-mighty-e

TL-12 - Revival AU by @solarspinel

TL-15 - Absolute Clone AU by Murdernoname on Twitter

TL-63 - Electric Shock AU by @leefl00f

TL-109 - Solver Khan AU by @mushiemooon

TL-115 - Bombberry AU by @shinyshade8026

TL-135 - Replaced, Reused, Recycled AU by @genericnam

TL-156 - Stationary V AU by @lilywily143

TL-196 - Intertwined Codes AU by @withered--s0uls

TL-200 - Pirate AU by @anxietyoverreaction

TL-248 - Murder-cons AU by @plastyi

TL-250 - Solver Virus AU by Tesedy1 on Twitter

TL-251 - Purple Terror Swap AU by @tirkras (Erased by the MTP)

TL-288 - JCJ Opposing Forces AU by @CUST0MIGHT on Twitter

TL-313 - My Immortal AU by @jazzstarrlight

TL-322 - Apocalyptic AU by @starlightohstar

TL-346 - Infested AU by ClockLeaf on YouTube

TL-370 - Mini Uzi AU by @megbanned

TL-372 - Requio AU by @cosmosaii

TL-425 - Nix Doorman AU by @devastator1775

TL-442 - Haywire Swap AU by @yadchi-i-guess

TL-448 - MD Feral AU by Shelly Humboldt on Twitter

TL-454 - MD Personality Shift AU by @reverienco

TL-486 - Dormant Absolute Solver AU by @withered--s0uls

TL-501 - Ghost!N AU by @Space_Dem0n on Twitter

TL-532 - Rare Bites AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-536 - Absolutely AU by @starryinkart

TL-588 - Doll’s Judgement AU by @rottentricks

TL-619 - Upgraded Disassembly AU by @waytowne

TL-639 - Tiny!N AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-643 - Parallel AU by @lunamoonxy

TL-652 - Haunted House AU by @roseofhybrids

TL-706 - Swapped AU by @nanarauwu

TL-741 - Trio Swap AU by @sifishsticks

TL-776 - Immortal Vuzi AU by @devastator1775

TL-799 - Serial Designation U AU by Zzsark_Stormbeard on Reddit

TL-814 - Fearless Four Swap AU by @sd-candydrone

TL-844 - Timeline of GlitchCyn by @jazzstarrlight (Erased by the MTP)

TL-845 - Swap AU by @lumineary-arts

TL-894 - Songbird’s Sanity AU by @miss-emmie

TL-906 - Double Time Loop AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-929 - Timeline of I.N.K. Uzi and N by @jazzstarrlight (Erased by the MTP)

TL-957 - Firebitten AU by CoffeeTheDragon on AO3

TL-992 - The New Dawn AU by @kkolg

TL-1008 - Late Solver Sam AU by @rory-multifandom-mess

TL-1027 - Oilrose Family AU by @chaotically-coz, @starlightohstar, @the-silliest-of-maggots, @serial-designation-jey, @serial-designation-vee, and @shinyshade8026

TL-1039 - Evil! AU by @megbanned

TL-1060 - Ghost Drone AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-1102 - Serial Designation Uzi: Reassembled AU by _SupremeCommand on Reddit

TL-1111 - N’s A Monster AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-1152 - Amalgamation AU by @electrozeistyking

TL-1164 - Telenovela AU by @bloomvictoryart on Twitter

TL-1186 - V-lociraptor AU by @dragons-hoard-of-fandoms

TL-1204 - Mercy Drones AU by @rory-multifandom-mess’s boyfriend

TL-1215 - SD-C AU by @bloomvictoryart on Twitter

TL-1238 - Fusion Protocol AU by StoryScripter on AO3

TL-1242 - Human Biker AU by @rory-multifandom-mess

If you would like for me to add an AU which is not currently listed, then feel free to reply to this post and let me know, and I will look at it and then add it.

Murder Drones Time Machine Design Contest!

I would also love to see a design for a Time Machine which is fitting for the Murder Drones universe, so I am holding a contest to see what all of you guys can come up with! You have until August 5th at 12:00 PM UTC to reblog this post and attach your art of your time machine! After that, I will conduct a poll including your submissions which will run for a week to decide the winner!

Edit: I originally set the deadline to July 25th, but @electrozeistyking suggested that more time was necessary for the contest, so I’ve extended the deadline!

[pillowdrawz]

MASTERLIST OF ANYTHING 🎨🖌DRAWING

Commission Sheet

(Idk how a master list work)

Btw I did all of this for fun FOR FUN.

♤Turtles forever Au [just a bunch of Turtle gen. Interacting] (On hold)

° Meeting 1. (Old art)

• Meeting 2 (old art)

○ busted meeting 3 (old art)

● Cloaking broach? 1 (old art)

□ Cloaking Broach! 2 (old art)

■ Don's training (old art)

♤ Training

◇ Mutated Soldiers

♡ Mutated Soldiers Leo

◇ Mutated soldiers Donnie

♧ Raph meeting 2012 meme

☆ Meme a Ten is speaking. (Old art

▪︎ Into the leo verse. (Old art)

¤ Turtles and Their Krang

《 Leo's traumas

{ Think leon think

》Leo's and Rise raph

¡ 12 MIKEY CHEATZ. (Old art)

? Spider verse Meme leos

} Hopeful (old art)

[ Don't talk to me or Otherme (Oldart

☆ Playing (old art)

R adorable Rise raph. (NOT SHIPPING)

\ Pranks and Destruction.

◇ watching Leo get L.

♧ watching Donnies get guns

$ Bamf Leo in 2012 world.

1 Future Leo's,MiseryxCprxreesespuffs

% Energy and Stab-

$ Accidentally Mutated Vs Purposely Mutated

2 Raphs Slay

÷ Raphs Height (Not canon I just had fun)

E He likes to be tall

V Is For Valentine's L is for 2003 Mikey/j

Y- Yoshi!!??

A, B.E.A.S.T ACTOR AU

, :3

4 Mutant Mayhem ???

5 Tmnt Animatic Leo's "You'll play your part"

B B.e.a.s.t Leo Joins?

🃏 Joking about trauma be like

💥 Mutant Mayhem Donnie meets??

🐇⚔ Leosagi both 2003 and rise

🤚 DANGEROUS

🙂 ask someone else

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◇ Hamatos Umarekawari Au.(On going)

* first post Explannation

+ Raph's death explained

× first meeting part 1

÷ Second meeting part 2

= Meeting (thanos meme)

€ Ryu took the wheel literally

£ Memes

^ more Memes twins

¥ Posture

₩ Bandana

# Rise Boys Looks

$ Random Art of the Au.

% Twins powers

& Float

- Another meeting but different

= Baby?

$ COUSINS??

# Origin???

8 The Kids cloaking brooch/Human form

9 Shelly take care of grandpa...NO DONT KILL HIM-

---⏸⏭---

Random things/ Headcanon)

Rottmnt recoil fanart

TAIL

Cloaking Broach Raph

Cloaking Broach leo Part 1 (bad art)

Cloaking Broach Leo part 2

Cloaking Broach Donnie

MY FAV HC ABOUT THE TWINS

MY FAV HC ABOUT HAMATO NINPO

Rise Leo new Hc???

RISE LEOS TWO POKEMON

He attacked the floor

Rise raph to Rise splinter

Rottmnt memes

Leo wants his sanity back

Disaster twins and Wildberry

Artist is on their Ao3 Author arc /j

=====⏭⏸❗📶===

💀♠️RISESAGA A ROTTMNT X UNDERTALE AU! <<<And for more content click the blog there is now a master list there!!!♠️💀(Rewritting)

---📶⏸💥------

✍Ninjago.✍

+Ninjago Kung fu panda part 1

# Ninjago Kung fu panda part 2

= Lloyd,Brad and Gene fanart

$$ Sensei Garmadon SCREENSHOT REDRAW

B What if Uno reverse card Harumi

--Zzzzzz⏸📶zzzzzzZ--

Rise piece Rottmnt X one piece

- Join His crew

Alabasta arc. Super what??

⚠️spoiler Marineford arc⚠️ Older brother

-------$⏯Monster Promx Monster High crossover comic⏸(On.hold)$----- A SPOOKY CROSSOVER

❌ Oz] Their mission

🧟‍♂️ Brian's And Zombies Part 1

---🗨HAMATOS EXORCISM AU 🗨---

✍ FIRST POST/PROLOGUE?

🖤 EXPLANATION? AND PIEBALD???(joke art only the pokemon one)

👌 Memes

🙌 real lore and Tmnt 2007

✨️Funfacts Mikeys Flaming heads yokais friends

👞clothes..

----- Loading-----

--🐢⛑Ninjago x Rottmnt "Turtles Aid Au"🐢⛑--(Ongoing)

⛑ Prologue/first

[freeuselandonorris]

hello please will you talk more about bodies bodies bodies max & lando? in one of your comments on it you talk about the potential for it to go a bit tits up at some point and i would v much like to hear your thoughts on that 📢📢📢

WHY YES I WILL!! god i love the unhinged hypnoverse.

so the idea i had about things going tits up is basically because they are really bad at communicating about it, and max is working a lot off vibes and assumptions and hoping for the best. now obviously this is like, not good kink practice in general but in this particular ‘verse where the effects of hypno are exaggerated for horny effect, there’s so much potential for it to go catastrophically wrong.

the way i envisage it is that they’d keep on pushing the boundaries and getting more and more risky with it to the point where lando blithely says something one day like “should do it to me in public or something, that’d be hot” and max, because he’s got no real reason not to and also because he’s thinking with his dick and not his brain, takes him at face value and sends him a trigger phrase while he’s streaming. not really thinking through the fact that by doing it remotely he then essentially loses control of lando once he’s triggered him. so now lando is on stream, out of it, sucking his fingers and speaking in this weird breathy voice and chat is going insane and max can’t do a fucking thing about it because he’s in london and lando’s in monaco and he can see the clips going mental on his socials already. he’d manage to get lando to look at his phone and send him the reverse trigger word eventually and before anything truly disastrous happened, but it’d freak them both the fuck out. max, i think, more so than lando, who’d sort of be horrified but also sort of find it hot. i think this would be the first time max would truly grasp how much power he’s got over lando by doing this, and that he can’t just make assumptions about what he can and can’t do without actually talking about it. cringe.

[meiloorunsmoothie]

Jeremy Jordan masterpost (part 2!)

Well that certainly took longer than I was expecting. Part 1 is here.

I also realized that it’s absolutely crazy to try and cover all his concerts, so these are just the ones that I have personally listened to/watched. Since I’ve listened to them, I also included some of my thoughts (if you care for that kind of stuff 💀).

Again, the shows in blue (which should be most of them) are the ones that I have a version different from the one I linked below. Like the last post, if you want access to that, dm me—I’m willing to gift each person up to two!

Without further ado, let’s start :D

Concerts

Breaking Character (2014):

His first cabaret style show! Personally still one of my favorites. Love the guests he brought on. This is the only one of his shows (that I know of) where the setlist fluctuates depending on the specific show.

Highlights: Fun songs he hasn’t really done since such as Anthem, Chipotle, Maybe I’m Amazed.

Original Songs: Good Enough (+ deleted rap verse depending on the show), Revelation, Underwater

Pretty much the full show (with Ashley and Krysta): https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLr-KiuMoSWPGioEdNHEbAJCbvG6p6fiqP&si=IDddaYii8eZYFpfc

If anyone has the recording of the show with Keke Palmer, I’ve been looking for that one

Jeremy’s T.E.R.R.I.B.L.E.! (2015):

Honestly this show made me a little uncomfortable 💀. It’s in a “game show” style and is actually really fun in the beginning (there are audience questions and JJ trivia), but it then takes a bit of a weird personal turn (although he said in an interview that he wanted that part to come out of nowhere so 🤷‍♀️. Had me squirming in my chair a bit).

Highlights: Everyone’s Come Here to See Me (one of my favorites of his openers), the audience questions, the ‘I don’t want to sing that’ medley, Under the Sea (Jeremy’s version)

Original Songs: Breathe Again, a song about facing his greatest fear (I’m just gonna call it ‘everyone’s naked’ haha, iykyk)

Everyone’s Come Here to See Me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7_pU05G9GA

Breathe Again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8B1QE_RbXvU

London - Hippodrome (2016):

This show seems to be a mix of Breaking Character and Jeremy’s T.E.R.R.I.B.L.E.!. Works a little better than Jeremy’s T.E.R.R.I.B.L.E.!, in my opinion. A pretty fun show overall!

Highlights: audience questions again, ‘Take Me or Leave Me’ with Ashley, the most EPIC medley ever

Original Songs: Good Enough (new lyrics), Hold On (A BOP), Memories of Loving You (one of my favs <3)

Here are some of the songs: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLxsnvbhJ7KZPknZrui1vqsWybt340BGMa&si=vhvnmLhfy-Ee-Dwp

If anyone has the pro-shot or recordings from different days (I know they’re out there!), I am looking for those!

Elsie Fest (2017):

Love this set! I rewatch it almost monthly 💀.

Full set: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUizICzFhgU

Starring Opposite of You (2018):

Such a fun show! This is his and Ashley’s joint concert, and they do lots of fun medleys together!

Highlights: past shows medley (where they reverse roles), Jeremy’s old songs, musical duets medley

Original Songs: Guitar Medley, Memories of Loving You

Almost the full show: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLiHqD-T4otnAentv3OPKM3cxxa6BbH8Mc&si=zGyqLpZHRvDvecAg

Cadogan Hall (2018):

Love this show! He sings a bunch of songs he doesn’t normally sing because he had to reschedule multiple times. Honestly, probably one of my favorites of his concerts.

Highlights: Raise a Little Hell, LET ME MAKE YOU PROUD (I’M SO HAPPY HE ACTUALLY SANG FROM TANGLED THE SERIES. unfortunately the audience doesn’t seem as enthused), Schmuel Song, It’s All Coming Back To Me Now (!!), honestly so many

Original Songs: Undertow (love this one), Guitar Medley, Underwater

Full show: https://soundcloud.com/no-1481/sets/cadogan-hall-1-9-18?si=574334f4e6f2415999efe787ba662994&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Shows with Seth Rudetsky (2018 + 2019):

Pretty fun shows! Half concert, half interview style, so very interesting, as well.

Highlights: that bonnie moment, his proposal story

2018 show: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLiHqD-T4otnAp8cxF1XNgDcy_HUJIkTEl&si=6gQWqnnvE9QB3w4R

2019 show: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLgJNsjoixqObyeUvYiXPUn9-eyarTPqh4

If anyone has the show they did at The Herbst, I’m looking for it!

Modern Broadway w/ Betsy Wolfe (2019):

Not my favorite, but there are some fun songs and duets.

Highlights: She Used to Be Mine (Betsy), Waving Through a Window (Jeremy), Suddenly Seymour (both)

Carnegie Hall (2019):

He royally messes up ‘Moving too Fast’ and forgets the beginning of ‘Oh, What a Beautiful Morning’, but everything else and the orchestra are great.

Highlights: Undertow with full orchestration

Original Songs: Undertow

Here are some songs: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLiHqD-T4otnBoMy4jbPimGN8HCA1V0pnz&si=-k_u-7MrETj0pg0c

Moving too Fast: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wd5wzCs2su8

Medley w/ Ashley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XuKEdFuEj4

Cadogan Hall (2019):

He makes it a trend to do new stuff at his London shows, so lots of fun material at this concert too! The crowd cheers so much that he comes back out for a second encore.

Highlights: Princess Jeremy Medley (debut), The Greatest Showman Medley (debut)

Original Songs: The Sun

Princess Jeremy: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188718478707/jeremy-jordan-cadogan-hall-261019-disney

Bonnie and Clyde medley: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188718456037/jeremy-jordan-cadogan-hall-261019-bonnie

The Sun: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188718500882/jeremy-jordan-cadogan-hall-261019-sun

Run Away With Me: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188718462872/jeremy-jordan-cadogan-hall-261019-run-away

Greatest Showman Medley: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188718570932/jeremy-jordan-cadogan-hall-261019-greatest

Santa Fe: https://thebookofkate22.tumblr.com/post/188719473097/andplaces-jeremy-jordan-in-concert-27-october

If anyone has the full 10/27 matinee show, I’m looking for it!

UCPAC (2020):

Pretty standard show, some overall with the 2019 Cadogan Hall show.

Highlights: Princess Jeremy, At Last

Original Songs: The Sun

Moving too Fast: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=InaR0nkcBe0

She Used to Be Mine: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OotBKr3SUhE

Last Five Years Medley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0JJVS9_Ifg

Broadway, Here I Come: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cph4GdJVewE

Princess Jeremy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMvZhf6wlNs

The Scientist/Yesterday/So Far Away: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keiBHJfxKq0

At Last: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUwC0CNl4gw

Carry On (2020 + 2021):

My favorite Jeremy show ever! I think it’s very well directed and cleverly designed. Definitely on the more serious side (there are fun moments), so not your typical JJ show. I think this is a much more successful version of what he tried to do with Jeremy’s T.E.R.R.I.B.L.E..

Highlights: I literally can’t pick, the whole thing is so good—but I think the shows he did with live audiences packs a bigger punch (the pro-shot is amazing too though, and slightly different from the 2020 version).

Live Version:

Broadway, Here I Come: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJa5bpH4FAA

Santa Fe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XP5OnYXoSRQ

Princess Jeremy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_Sz4UZcARE

Pro-Shot (thanks, @personinthepalace!):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMbraZrrh1o

I am always looking for recordings of the shows he did before COVID and will probably trade very unfairly for them!

The Seth Concert Series (COVID 💀):

Pretty fun shows, similar to the other Seth shows but with different songs.

Highlights: HURRICANE (I love death note), Donny Novitski, he talks about tangled in one of them!

Bonnie & Clyde Medley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVyK-YJlwPQ

Past Shows Medley w/ Ashley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRLyNN6znJ4

If anyone has his first TSCS show (I’m not actually quite sure how many there are), I’m looking for it!

Drury Lane (2022):

Another London show (which are always the best)! It’s definitely feels like a level up, lots of guests (Mikael from AOM, Frances Mayli Mccann, Andy Mientus (for one show)), and a sneak peek (at the time) of some AOM songs. Also, Ben tries to get him to sing Let it Go throughout the whole show and finally succeeds in the end.

Highlights: All the guest stars, Frozen II Medley, THE ENCORE IS SO SO GOOD (I love Jeremy’s version of Meant to be Yours)

Original Songs: Unfortunately he kind of stopped singing originals after COVID, but the AOM songs I guess

Drury Lane Medley: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694059841368506368/jeremy-jordan-drury-lane-medley-drury-lane

When We Were Young: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694134704948101120/jeremy-jordan-when-we-were-young-adele-when-we

Bonnie & Clyde Medley w/ Frances: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694059561774186496/jeremy-jordan-and-frances-mayli-mccann-bonnie

AOM set: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2P75zO_Y-E

What You Own w/ Andy: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694058609967005696/jeremy-jordan-andy-mientus-what-you-own

Frozen II: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694058947225829376/jeremy-jordan-frozen-ii-medley-29th-august-2022

Encore: https://musical-treasures.tumblr.com/post/694058885053661184/jeremy-jordan-roles-i-could-play-in-the-london

They must release the pro-shot of this (please I’m begging). But if anyone has the second day, I’ve been looking for it!

The Cabaret (2023):

His most recent fully recorded concert (I believe). Pretty standard show. It’s not Ben at the piano, but actually his MD from the Broadway Cruise—they make a pretty good pair too!

Highlights: Princess Jeremy (yes, I just love this medley), erm this is embarrassing but I actually can’t quite remember much else standing out from this show (might change later if I listen to it again)

Bring Him Home: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxsdFG4zqFE

She Used to Be Mine: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cx-gWWau4kA

Santa Fe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IlcMZp0TlRU

West Coast Tour (2024):

Most recent concert series :))). I think the setlist changed a bit between shows, but it looked really really fun. Fun fact, this is the first concert he’s done since I became a fan (minus a couple one-offs), so I was definitely hyper fixated on it hehe. We’ll see if more content crops up in the future.

Highlights: JJ and Ben: A Decade of Song, Newsies in Ten Minutes (aka my favorite vid on the internet right now)

Shiksa Goddess: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdCs3039SLI&t=5s

JJ and Ben Medley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKWZEEH3YRg

Newsies Abridged: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sytv1huDms4

Santa Fe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCDInP-2dLo

If you went to this show, I’m so so jealous. But if you happened to take a recording, I would be forever grateful and will trade very unfairly for it 👀

Well, those are all the concerts that I’m aware of (that have been recorded in some way), if you happen to have one (a recording) that I missed, please dm me! I would love to trade!

Now that I’ve basically fully revealed myself as a *pirate* (rip), I will see you in my next post hahaha…

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WIP Word Search Game - v. 2

never let it be said that I'll pass up an opportunity to talk about my fics. tagged by @meadowziplines :)

words: cat, sky, star, water, cry, arm(s)

cat -- from "Ooh, Kinky"

Hob’s just about to fall asleep when Dream’s head snaps up in the direction of the hallway, like a cat that’s spotted a fly buzzing around in the dark. “Sibling,” he calls, “I can sense your irritating presence. Reveal yourself, or suffer the consequences.”

sky -- from an orphaned snippet

“Isn’t it simple enough to just know that I always think you’re beautiful?” he asked, quieter now and almost hushed out by the rain. “It’s like the sky. It’s really always beautiful, but sometimes you catch it at a certain angle and you think, oh.”

star -- from In Waking Dreams chapter 5

“You– you speak,” Alex whispered.

“Do not mistake refusal for inability.” His Dream’s voice was the scrape of an executioner’s blade over stone, sharp and thrumming with the inevitable. “How entitled you are, to make demands of the Endless. You, your father, think yourselves so above all rules that you would conscript a star into preparing your tea. Well. I. Do. Not. BEND.”

water -- from Deja vu, Deja connu chapter 5

He runs an indulgent hand over Hob’s chest, down over his stomach and across his thigh, reading it all anew like he hasn’t just had Hob all over him. He is beautiful to touch, Dream thinks, but to do so carves a little hole of melancholy in his heart. Each brush of skin is like an echo, a memory calling to him across time whose origin point is distant now. Concentric ripples on a still lake, the thrown stone long gone under the water, and its thrower, too.

cry -- from Hope/Morpheus reverse verse fic

Morpheus draws him into a tentative hug. His build is slight, but he’s deceptively strong, and Hope leans into him, letting Morpheus hold him up. Wrapping his arms around his back, pressing his face into his shoulder, really trying not to cry. Not really succeeding at it.

arms -- from "Endpoints," a companion piece to Patron Saint

Hob leaned back on his arms against the pillows, only in his trousers now, smiling at him as he waited for Dream to decide what he wanted to do. It was dangerous to want. But Dream wanted. He wanted to touch Hob’s hair where it had already been mussed from its stylings by their kiss, and he wanted to run his hands over Hob’s broad chest, and he wanted to know what Hob’s lips felt like pressed to the crease of his thigh, all these so human desires—

won't tag people again but. yeah, these are fun :)

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Simon Riley 100% listens to Bad Girls Club by Falling In Reverse.

Johnny finds out, pokes fun at him, and then proceeds to sing it with for Simon anytime they go for karaoke with the team. (Copying the singer's vocals as well)

You find it hilarious every time because Johnny acts out just about every verse.

You can Gaz take turns with the 'L' 'O' 'V' 'E' and 'B' 'A' 'D' parts.

Have a rough day? Johnny thinks you need a good laugh to cheer you up? He starts his little show, falsetto and all.

Price finds it a bit funny but doesn't show it. He loves the way you giggle at Johnny's antics, though.

(Thought of this while listening to the song and thought it was pretty funny)

Soap gif for funzies