#also goodbye to johnny too I guess

[thetasteofsunshineonyourtongue]

Image ID: A digital drawing of the final scene of episode 179 of Skyjacks. A white raven flies toward a pink sunrise, away from the Uhuru, as a Luminary card with a faun and a child holding illimat cards labeled "The Changeling" falls to the deck. End ID.

Today marks the one year anniversary that I started listening to Campaign: Skyjacks. In that year, I have seen my art drastically improve, become obsessed with the discography of a band from Portland, and made new friends all because of this show.

I absolutely adore every character created, pc or npc (even JOJ 😔), but my favorite character has always been Travis. Everything about him was so compelling from the get-go, this mysterious man who turns into animals and steals too many timepieces, who goes on a huge journey of emotional growth and learning to trust, who has found so many reasons to live. The story he tells is full of so much hope that it makes me tear up just thinking about it.

Farewell, Travis Matagot. We're all really going to miss you.

Take flight.

[mockerycrow]

I WANT IT (Soap x GN!Reader)

soap masterlist

summary; soap is on leave with the 141 and you’re visiting him. he invites you to meet the boys, and you get a little buzzed—he offers to take you home, but you get a little.. handsy.

authors note; i saw a tiktok video. that’s the excuse. i did not proofread this; i saw the tiktok and wrote it. and @kivino let me talk about this, blame them. /j

[WARNINGS; poor knowledge of motorcycles, alcohol ingestion (not enough to be drunk), extremely suggestive, groping, suggested exhibitionism, technically you did not ask for consent but Johnny enjoys every single second of this.]

“IT WAS NICE meeting you guys!” You grin, shaking Johnny’s Captain’s hand, and then his fellow sergeants. You and, what was his name.. Ghost? You two settled on waves. “Likewise, mate.” Price hums, a smile on his lips. “Wouldn’t mind seeing you again, you’re always welcome, yeah?” Price glances at Soap and then you, earning a laugh from your chest.

“You sure you want Johnny bringing you home?” Ghost teases lightheartedly—he knows Johnny is careful, but he also knows Johnny rides fast. You smile at his tease, and you can tell he’s being just a tad bit serious. Ghost elected to be the Designated Driver for his Captain and Gaz, but he wouldn’t mind if he had to take you home, too. You aren’t drunk per say, but you definitely should not be behind a wheel nonetheless.

You shake your head no in response before saying, “I appreciate the concern, but Johnny has gotten me home safe plenty of times.” Johnny. That’s one thing the 141 has noticed; the only person they’ve ever known to be given permission to call Soap that is Ghost—and you now, apparently. Guess it makes sense when Johnny said, “Only L.T. and someone else can call me that.”

“If you say so, love.” Gaz laughs and pats your shoulder, glancing over to see Johnny gearing up his motorcycle, two helmets hanging off of the handle grips. Guess he came prepared, and is eager to set off. You say your goodbyes and after making sure the two drunk men and their chauffeur get into their vehicle safely, you walk over to Johnny, who’s wearing his gloves and his unzipped protective jacket. “Ye ready t’ride?” He asks with an excited grin—he’s been away for a couple of months and you haven’t ridden with him in at least a year.

“Always,” You reply with a grin of your own. Johnny helps you slip on the helmet and adjusts the straps accordingly, biting at the corner of his lower lip as he focuses on making sure you’re safe. You can’t help but wonder if he does the same thing whilst defusing an explosive device. “There we go.” Johnny chuckles before slipping his own helmet on, adjusting his straps. He teasingly flips down your visor before doing the same with his own—the sun is setting, to be fair—and he hops onto his motorcycle.

Johnny holds out an arm, helping you get into the back of the motorcycle behind him. You grunt as you situate yourself, your hands grabbing his waist as you wiggle a bit. Once you deem yourself safe and comfortable, you wrap your arms around his abdomen and lean against his back. Johnny tilts his head back, bonking his helmet into yours; his way of asking if you’re okay for to him go now, considering you two can’t hear each other. Johnny doesn’t have those helmets with speakers and microphones yet.

You laugh a bit before bonking him back, causing him to rev his motorcycles engine and you feel him begin to drive off. The air feels nice against what skin is exposed as Johnny pulls out of the parking lot and onto the main road, slowly speeding up as there is no one else on the road with you two. Your eyes trace the purple-pink clouds and sky, the sun radiating a beautiful orange, the colors looking absolutely jaw dropping tonight.

Your mind begins to wander to the events of tonight; the drinking game that you ended up winning—you aren’t sure how—which is why you’re just a little buzzed. You think about Johnny’s teammates and how they all work together very nicely, even in a civilian environment.. and then your mind drifts to Johnny. Sweet ol’ Johnny in those fucking jeans.

God, you don’t know if it’s the alcohol or what, but something about Johnny in the outfit he wore tonight was making you feel so feral. He is wearing some dark blue jeans that mold to his legs so perfectly, showing off his thick thighs, as well as a white t-shirt and a biker’s jacket over the shirt. Nonetheless, you felt like a goddamn dog because you swore you nearly drooled over him at least three times during the course of the night.

You aren’t sure what demon possesses you to give you the confidence that suddenly surges in your veins, but honestly you can’t bring yourself to care. Your arms slowly unwrap from around his abdomen, and you feel Johnny’s back muscles—that you wanna drag your nails down all of a sudden—tense up. You know he’s probably wondering what you’re doing, but you don’t pay that any mind as your hands go to his sides, slowly sliding down to over the curves of his hips. You feel the material of his jeans underneath your fingers and how the muscle is pressing against the seams—you just can’t help yourself.

You feel the bike turn as you begin to go around a curve in the road. Your hands squeeze his hips before one of your hands presses down and slowly rubs over his thigh to the inner part of it, your fingers squeezing the muscle covered by his jeans. You feel Johnny straighten his posture and you grin underneath your helmet, light arousal flowing through your veins as your other hand slowly moves to his lower stomach, right above the belt buckle of his jeans. You’re suddenly grateful Johnny decided—or more likely forgot—to keep his jacket unzipped, because you can’t resist sliding your hand underneath his shirt.

You feel his skin and the soft hair trailing up to his belly button—his goddamn happy trail, which the acknowledgment of it makes a hot flash to flow through you. Johnny’s stomach muscles flex under your touch and you feel him tense as your fingers threaten to dip underneath the waistband of his jeans. Your other hand drifts dangerously close to his groin, your fingertips nearly brushing directly where you want them to—or, actually seems like where Johnny wants them to.

You didn’t even notice that you’ve come to a stop, and Johnny grabs the wrist of the hand where your fingers are dangerously close to his crotch and cold panic flows through you; is he uncomfortable? Did you go too far, despite the late night flirts and hot, needy kisses over the years? No, none of that. You made the right decision, you realize, as Johnny presses your hand directly against his crotch, pressing your palm into his hardened, clothed cock at the fucking red light.

The cold panic is quickly replaced with burning arousal, slapping you right in the face as you feel a vibration from Johnny’s chest—he’s fucking groaning and rutting his hips into your hand like goddamn dog. Your eyes flutter shut as your lungs stutter in your chest, your hand groping his crotch. Your fingertips scratch at his happy trail, making the muscles underneath his skin stutter.

Johnny’s flips up his visor and looks over his shoulder at you as he shamelessly grinds into your palm, which you’re pressing down onto his cock now. You make eye contact and jesus, he looks fucking delicious. His eyes are half lidded and you can tell his face is red, his pupils blown out—you can barely see, but you know they are—and something tells you this isn’t ending when he drops you off, especially when you feel his cock twitch beneath his jeans when a car rolls up next to you at the red light.

[iliketangerines]

my first time requesting something… but can you write tomas fucking the reader after he gets jealous seeing how johnny cage flirts with her?

mine to have

a/n: i gotchu cutie, and mmmmmm dom!smoke lives in my head rent-free. also, guess who's on break? that's right, me! i'll try and get through as many requests as possible this week.

pairing: smoke x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussy-eating, creampies, semi-public sex (?)

Tomas seethes in the corner as he watches Johnny Cage shamelessly flirt with you

you had begged him to go with him to the Wu Shi Academy to go and see the acclaimed Johnny Cage, and he had agreed

and now, he was regretting that decision as he watches you fawn over the actor as Johnny places a much too friendly hand around your waist

Tomas stalks over to you two and nearly rips you from the actor’s arms but manages to seem somewhat polite as he pulls Johnny’s hand from your waist and drags you off

you wave a sheepish goodbye to the actor, and Johnny waves back, shooting you a wink

Tomas growls and drags you to the nearest closet he can find, too impatient to go back to your bedroom and take care of the problem

as soon as he shoves you both in the closet, he shoves his face into yours and kisses you while pressing you into the door

you whine into his mouth at the sudden onslaught of affection and aggression, and you yelp as he shoves a hand down your pants and rubs at your puffy clit

he trails his kisses down your neck, sucking a hickey into your neck to claim you as his and no pompous actor is going to flirt with what was his

you ask him why he dragged you into a closet all of a sudden through breathless pants, and he mumbles in between kisses to your neck that he needed to get you away from that insufferable actor

you laugh at his reaction, but it quickly dissolves into a moan when Tomas’s fingers press into your clit roughly

he smiles against your skin at your reaction and pulls away from you to take off your shirt and your pants

he’s immediately back on you, hand in your panties as he runs his fingers through your slick folds before sliding his thick fingers into your needy cunt

his other hand holds onto your waist, digging his fingertips into your waist, and he hopes it’ll leave bruises

you’re whining into the assassin’s mouth as you grind into his fingers, desperate for more

Tomas presses his tongue into yours and grinds his palm into your sensitive clit, and your muffled whines shoot straight through his ears and to his hardening cock

he curls his fingers into your sweet spot, and your hips jerk forward as he continues to dig his fingers into you

your eyes squeeze shut as you cum on Tomas’s fingers, and the assassin pulls away from your sweet lips to admire how you look

you lips are swollen and sore, and there’s a glazed look to your eyes as you stare up into Tomas’s eyes, waiting for his next move

Tomas hums and drops down to his knees, spreading your legs with his hand before hooking one of them over his shoulder for better access to your pussy

your hand grips onto Tomas’s hair, and the assassin kisses the insides of your thighs before pressing his tongue flat against your clothes clit

you bite your lip to muffle your noises, and Tomas nips at your thigh, telling you to be as loud as you want to, he’s going to remind you why you’re with him in the first place

you let out loud whines and whimpers, face warm as Tomas laps at your pussy through your panties, thoroughly soaking the material

finally, Tomas pulls your panties to the side and grinds his nose into your clit as he laps at your pussy

he fucks you on his tongue as his hands squeeze and knead your plush thighs, and you throw your head back onto the door and grind your face into him

your legs twitch around his head, and Tomas moves up to suck on your clit

it sends you over the edge, and your cum soaks Tomas’s face

he happily licks up your sweetness, moaning at the taste as he gets back up to kiss you dumb

you moan into his mouth, and Tomas scrambles to take his dick out of his pants

he moves your panties to the side again, sliding his dick between your folds

you whimper, asking him to please fuck you, you need it, please

he chuckles and tells you to beg for it, say that you belong to him and no one else,  and admires the way tears well up in your eyes and your face warms at the command

the tip of his dick catches on your clit, and you whine and give in

you tell him to please please fuck you, that you only belong to him, that he’s the only one who can make you feel so good, he’s the only one who can touch you, fuck you, love you

Tomas groans at the last comment and sinks into your wet pussy, and you clench down on his dick and moan

he sets a hard pace, hips slamming into yours as his fingers find your oversensitive clit and rub hard fast circles into it

his other hand grips onto your hips desperately, and he’s kissing you like his life depends on it

when he feels you clench down on his pussy and sees your eyes squeezing shut, he doubles his efforts, wet slaps mixing with the sound of both of your moans

he mumbles i love you over and over again in your ear, and the both of you whine as you both cum

he fucks the both of you through it, pumping you full of his seed

the both of you kiss lazily after that, his dick softening inside of your pussy, and he eventually pulls out to both of your displeasure

he watches his cum drip out of your pussy and stuffs it back in with his fingers, causing you to moan at the stimulation, before sliding your panties back in place

you get dressed, and he gives you one last kiss, admiring the slight sheen of sweat on your face and the dark hickeys in your neck, before you both leave the closet

as you walk back out of the closet, a slight awkwardness to your step and Tomas’s cum leaking out of your pussy, Tomas knows that Johnny could never compare

[katz-chow]

im a ghost girlie but my love for soap is literally incomprehensible and i have this headcanon where its ghost x reader but soap third wheels all the time and its not like in a mean way at all, they’re just a trio that is basically inseparable. i also hc that they make so many jokes about being a throuple to the point where its not rlly a joke anymore lmao. anyway, this is all to ask if you’ll write some headcanons about that dynamic. fluff ofc! if u feel comfortable writing a little bit of poly soap x reader x ghost, i’d be very gracious 🙏🏽 but no pressure!

soap, simon, and the not-so-single parent

warnings: gn!reader, ghost x reader, soap x platonic!reader, my interpretation of ghost & soap, domesticity, fluff, johnny being johnny, simon being simon, reader being the concerned parent, third-wheel soap

a/n: this shit be on my mind constantly that johnny just loves to annoy and thirdwheel reader & simon. some of this is inspired by irl stuff. i'm not really into a poly triangle personally and i just can't imagine them, especially simon, to be okay with it, sorry!

humble beginnings

johnny didn't find out that simon had a romantic partner until you two reached past your 1 year anniversary. it happened by pretty much chance too, here's how that went: simon forgot a file, you were off of work, you drove to base, you dropped off said file using your dependent clearance, he kissed your cheek goodbye right in the doorway of his office (masked), johnny turned the corner, and as simon pulled away, you looked at johnny who was desperately trying to seem busy on his phone as he walked away hurriedly. he was on the calculator app. simon and you gave each other a look and he nodded, knowing that you've been wanting to meet the colorful coworkers (and his closest friends) for a while now. you called him over, soap, as you've remembered, not everyday you see a mohawk. johnny freezes and turned around to see you beckoning him back to the frame of the office, and simon with his arms crossed, staring a bit annoyed actually. he was chill when you two introduced each other, not wanting to embarrass himself. his eyes lit up though, when he heard you invite him over for dinner. "lovie..." simon started out, a gentle hand on your back. you hit his chest with the back of your head playfully, "no, no, this will be good for us. first diner party in our new house" "HOUSE? HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD SOMEONE" he wanted to scream at simon's face, what came out however was a "i dinnae want to be a bother to you both" you insisted and he felt bad (but also curious), so dinner it was. simon took off his mask to please you and well, it was the comfort of his home. he rolled his eyes as johnny quipped that he certainly was "quite the opposite". from that day forward, it was the three of you against...manchester i guess?

children, the both of them

johnny tags along whenever you two are running errands on leave or on off days when they're both stationed at home. sometimes it's just you and him, or him and simon, or all three of yall. it started with a "we're having brunch, wanna join?" and now it's more like "we're going to the zoo, 9 am, get there" they make up the weirdest challenges and it feels like you're babysitting them both. simon, doesn't see it, he's a grown adult man, he's not silly. johnny says it's just in his nature like how it's natural that wombats poop in cubes (he walked ahead to read that tidbit and walked back to regurgitate it back at the two of you). challenges include: simon and johnny getting into a long debate about which is better, the smoked salmon crepes or the chocolate crepes, and when they mix them together, who can eat it all without puking? who can get to the butterfly sanctuary the fastest without running? who can find your favorite fish in the 30,000 gallon (113562.35 liter) fish tank WHILE holding their breath as if they were swimming in the water johnny telling you that his jokes are the best, simon butting in and using the "i'm your boyfriend, surely my jokes are better" card. you wanted to throw them both out of the car as they kept going back and forth with the most stupidest, tasteless, dad jokes ever. johnny saying he can drive better than simon. simon saying he can fly a broken helicopter and land safely. you're in the driver's seat. simon quipped that he would be a good artist compared to this shit's canvas (picasso) and johnny saying that his cat can paint better. simon said dogs can do it better. johnny said- you get the idea simon threw up after the 8th time on a rollercoaster. johnny threw up on the 9th. you, however, went through a nice scenic boat ride :)

quiet mornings

you three are closer than yall think. whenever they're both away, you always miss the noise they bring in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to make muffins or...popcorn. the three of you doing the daily wordle, crossword, and sudoku. "what's c for?" "c4 is an explosive, bonnie" "no johnny, what does C STAND FOR? fucking idiot..." mornings when you both are expecting johnny are never quiet, especially when he announces that he's there by knocking on the front door and saying "it's johnny!" when someone opens it. even when he's not there, you can at least hear simon's almost silent breaths if it wasn't for how close you two were. you miss them when they have to leave, you know it can't be forever, but damnit you missed the buzzing of them both. you don't miss, however, johnny and simon playing drunk monopoly.

[ghostofthemost141]

Serene

Chapter 3

Gif credit to @eurodynamic

Ch.1. Ch.2. Ch.3. Ch.4. Ch.5. Ch.6. Ch.7.

Pairing: Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish xF!Reader

Word Count: 2,615

About: You were on vacation to the beach and you think you're about to die when you're caught in a riptide until an unlikely hero comes to your rescue. Precisely a Scottish man that bores a tail.

!Warnings!: Sexual Harrassment

Italics means Third Person POV

Notes: This chapter is mostly about your home life and backstory but the targeted enemy in this story is a popular character in the series but just cause I make him an enemy doesn't mean I hate the actor who portrays him. He plays the character well and is a great guy. Also, your uncle is another character that is a favorite character of mine in this series, guess who 👀, regardless of what nationality you are. Anyways, hope y'all enjoy it!!

“I'll see you den, Dove.” His words echoed into your mind over and over again. The second you left that beach two days ago, you were craving to see him again even though you just got done seeing him at that moment. And now tonight, you would meet him again at the time he said. You were just praying he would be there. Praying that he kept his promise. Praying that he- 

“Dove!” A booming voice woke me from my daydream. 

I looked up to find my professor peering his eyes at me. 

“Yes, sir?” I sheepishly said, knowing I was busted for daydreaming. 

“Were you paying attention at all?” He asked with disappointment in his tone. 

“No, sir I wasn't.” 

You knew it was best to tell the truth with your professor versus lying to him cause he knew you would be lying just by your body language. Your professor tsked at you, showing his disappointment in you. 

“See me after class.” He demanded. 

“Yes sir.” I answer, feeling my guts drop to my stomach. 

Anything but that. I am not sure what it is about my professor but he has this weird tick to him. He's not necessarily giving ‘pedophile vibes’ but there is definitely something off about him. And no, him being a near red head blonde has nothing to do with it. Guess I'll find out later. 

~

You wanted to find some kind of excuse to not meet with your professor after class. That nerve grew more and more in you the closer the clock ticked to the end of class. Gem and Pixie were not in this class with you so you were basically screwed. You're supposed to meet them after class but you had to race to the shore for only one person. As the final bell rang, you started to rush pack your belongings so you could disappear in the crowd of students. Just as you stood up to leave, your professor was already at the front door, saying goodbye to the students that passed by. You froze in your spot, feeling your heart race. You just did not have a good feeling about all of this. Once the last student left, your professor shut the classroom door, letting it slam loudly. 

“Professor, I need to be going.” 

“Just, just wait a second, Dove.” He said with a chill tone, but for some reason that unnerved me the most. 

Your professor approached you, standing a little too close for comfort. 

“Why weren't you paying attention in my class?” He asked. 

“Just..have a lot going on, sir.” I half lied, trying to maintain eye contact but it was hard when he unnerved me so much. 

“So much that you can't pay attention in my class?” 

“I'm sorry, sir, it won't happen again.” 

You snared your tone to hopefully get your point across but he just chuckled at you, letting you know that he wasn't intimidated by you at all. 

“Professor Graves, I need to be going now.” I snared once again, hoping he'd move out the way. 

“You've certainly matured a lot.” 

“Excuse me?” 

You nearly shouted at him as his eyes were starting to wander in places it shouldn't. You felt gross and disgusted with not only him but yourself. Is this truly how men saw you as a person? For your body? 

“Out of my way.” I growled, shoving my professor to the side with my shoulder and hustling outside. 

You didn't stop running until you made it to your car. You wanted to throw up, knowing that your damn professor saw you in that way. You managed to keep yourself from throwing up by doing deep breathes in and out, while trying to keep yourself from shaking too much. 

“Shit.” I mumbled, trying to pull myself together. 

Besides Johnny, there was only one other man in your life that you could trust. Your uncle that you live with. He was your greatest support system and you loved him deeply. You needed him, his support. You immediately texted Gem and Pixie and told them you were sick and couldn't meet up with them and you were going straight home. You were still going to go see Johnny later but that wasn't until dark had befallen. You had two hours until then. You saw your professor walking out of the campus so you immediately started your car and peeled out of that parking lot immediately, rushing home. The further you were from campus, the calmer your nerves got, even though the event still lingered in your head, making yourself sicker and sicker, both mentally and physically. The lingering nerves even remained when you parked in the driveway of yalls house. 

“Oh Remi ain’t home..” I said, taking notice of the absent car in the driveway. 

She must be doing a class. I took a deep breath in and then out, with my hand resting on my door handle. Before I could even step out, my uncle beat me to it. 

“‘Ello?? Anyone there?!” He called out, flashing his phone flashlight at me. 

I laughed as I stepped out of my car, shutting the door behind me. 

“I’m here!” I announce my presence. 

Once I got closer to the house, my uncle stopped flashing his phone at me, opening the front door for me. I stepped through, as he shut the door behind me. 

“You doing okay today, kiddo?” He asked me. 

“Yeah, Uncle Alejandro.” 

“You sure? I think you’re lying to me, estrella.” Alejandro, or Ale as I like to call him, said, peering his eyes at me. 

“I mean..” 

You paused, not sure how your uncle was going to take this. You knew he was going to be supportive and believe you no matter what but you were worried at how angry he would get about it. 

“Talk to me, estimada.” Uncle Ale reassured me. 

I sighed deeply as I went and sat down on the couch with Ale following me. 

Ale sat down next to me, staring at me with lots of concern. He could read me like a book and know that something was wrong. Very wrong. 

“Um, so, you know my professor? Uh, Graves?” 

Ale’s face immediately churned. Yeah, this is not gonna blow over well. 

“Hmhm.” Ale said, wanting me to go on. 

“Well, he caught me daydreaming in class.” 

“Cariña, we’ve talked about that.” Ale jumped in with. 

“I know, Ale. I’m sorry.” I apologize, feeling guilt that I disappointed him even though I know I didn’t. 

He just wants the best for me. I am his niece after all. 

“Continue.” He said. 

“Well he made me stay after class-” 

“Made you?” 

I felt chills go down my spine, hearing that near growl come from my Uncle’s throat as he said that. Shit. 

“Yeah, he did. And well he was just sorta getting onto me for daydreaming in his class. And then he made a comment.” 

“What kind of comment?” 

I almost don’t want to tell him just by the reaction of saying he made a comment at me. 

“He said: You’ve certainly matured a lot, while looking at my breasts.” I mumbled that last part, hoping he didn’t hear me but he did. 

Your uncle went silent, but he was fighting the urge to find out where this man lived and beat the daylights out of him. Yes it was just a comment, but it was still harassment. Especially since this wasn’t the first time this has happened. Finally, your uncle spoke. 

“I want you to go to the Dean tomorrow and report him.” Ale told me. 

“I-I will.” I said. 

Ale immediately brought me into a hug. You know like those kissing booths they have in movies? Instead of a kissing booth, Ale needs to open up a hugging booth because he gives out the best damn hugs. I hugged back, trying to hold the tears back. 

“You know I say that because I love you right, Dove?” 

“I know.” I croak through my tears, completely overwhelmed with what happened. 

Ale rubbed my back in comfort, letting me cry on his shoulder as I have many times before. 

“You’re going to be alright, Dove. Uncle Ale’s got you. And Remi too.” Ale mentioned his lady. 

I chuckled in response. 

“I know.” I said, pulling away from the hug. 

I wiped the tears away, hearing a car pull up into the driveway. 

“Speak of the Devil.” Ale said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. 

“Stop! You’re so weird.” I exclaimed, playfully hitting him. 

Remi and my uncle have been dating for about two years now and I love her. I consider her to be my Aunt even though they aren’t married. Yet. Remi entered the house and Ale immediately ran up to her, embracing her in his arms. 

“Bienvenido a casa mi amar[Welcome home, my love]” I heard Ale greet her, followed by many kisses. 

It warmed my heart to see my uncle in love and be with someone he loves so much. 

You could only hope that it will be you one day. 

~

“Where are you off to, Dove?” Ale asked me as I grabbed my coat. 

Your heart raced as your Uncle stopped you, with concern filling his eyes. Night has befallen and you knew Johnny would be waiting for you. Your uncle doesn’t even know what happened on your vacation due to Gem and Pixie pushing you to keep it a secret, for you knew your uncle would want to wrap you up in bubble wrap after hearing about it. 

“Just going to the shore, for a walk.” I told him. 

“It’s dark out.” He said. 

“I know, I’ll be okay Ale I promise.” I reassured him. 

I could tell Ale was a bit unsure but he trusts me. 

“Okay, well be back by ten pm okay, estrella?” Ale told me. 

Two hours was plenty for me. 

“Yes, sir. See ya.” I said, walking out the door. 

“See ya.” He said back as I shut the door behind me. 

You hurriedly jogged to your car, jumped into it, started it and pulled out of the driveway within two seconds. You were so excited to see Johnny again. He had you possessed in a weird way. He was always on your mind, especially those dreamy bright blue eyes of his. Little did you know, he felt the same about you. Even when he was with his best buddy Simon in the deep, deep sea, you were on his mind. The way your hair flowed in the wind, and how sparkly your eyes were, had him possessed as well. They are cheesy thoughts sure, but it was truly how he felt about you. Quick as a flash, you were at the New Orleans beach, relieved there was no one else here. You figured there wouldn’t be but you just had to be sure. You wanted Johnny to be your secret. You left your car and started walking along the shore until you got some miles between you and your vehicle. 

“Johnny? Are you there?” I call out to him. 

A big splash from the shore confirmed your answer. You turned to see a beaming smile and bright blue eyes appear on the sand. 

“Hello, Dove.” 

“Hey, Johnny.” I greet him, feeling a deep blush creep onto my face. 

Johnny pulled himself out of the shore and propped himself up against a big sand dune that would block your vision of Johnny. That’s smart, you thought. Johnny patted a spot next to him beckoning for you to sit next to him. You nod as you came and sat next to him, feeling the wet sand hit your pants, causing you to cringe. 

“You alright, lass?” Johnny asked. 

“Yeah, just wet sand.” I said. 

Johnny just beamed his eyes at you, watching every little movement or expression you were making. He was completely infatuated with you, he just wished he could find the right words to say to you. But he could tell you were acting off. Something happened. 

“What’s wrong, Dove?” 

“Oh uh nothing.” I lied. 

I didn’t want to put my bullshit onto Johnny. I am sure he has a lot going on already. 

“I can tell something is amiss. So what’s up?” He asked me again. 

I sighed deeply, seriously debating whether or not to tell him. 

“I just..have been having issues with my professor at school.” 

“How so?” 

“He has been advancing onto me so to speak.” 

Johnny immediately furrowed his eyes, understanding what you said. 

“Bloody wanker..” Johnny mumbled and I had to suppress my giggles from hearing that insult. 

“What class does he teach? And what campus?” Johnny asked. 

“Oh, it’s no big deal Johnny. I’m handling it, I promise.” I reassured him, but I could tell he was pretty angry. 

“He didn’t ‘ouch you did ‘e?” He asked. 

You shook your head in response, seeing Johnny’s face relax a little but still angry. 

“You know I can still turn into a human righ’?” 

“I know Johnny and I appreciate it but I don’t want you to get hurt.” I said, leaning on his shoulder. 

Just from that comment alone, Johnny knew how you truly felt about him. And he was happy. 

“You feel somethin’ for meh, bonnie?” Johnny asked smugly. 

“Maybe.” I returned the same tone. 

Your hand ended up grazing over his tail, feeling the bumpy yet smooth scales. Johnny watched as you did that, knowing you were doing that with good intentions. 

“Your tail is so pretty, Johnny.” I said, seeing the scales shimmer within the moonlight. 

“Not as pretty as you, Dove.” 

You giggled hearing Johnny’s comment, feeling absolutely flustered. 

“Oh stop.” You joke. 

“I mean it though.” 

“Do you though?” You question. 

Johnny gently grabbed your chin and moved your face to were you were looking deep into his blue eyes. 

“I do.” Johnny sincerely said. 

You felt your heart race quicker and quicker the longer you stared into Johnny’s eyes. It was as if he was hypnotizing you with those dreamy eyes of his. You wanted to do something, so badly, but didn’t want to spook Johnny, even though he was worried about spooking you. 

“Can I kiss you?” I ask, immediately cursing at myself  for even asking, but he just smirked in response. 

Without saying anything, Johnny leaned in and connected y’alls lips together, immediately feeling your heart flutter at the action. You shut your eyes and placed your hands on Johnny’s chest, while Johnny wrapped his arms around you, bringing you even closer to him. He pulled away for a second to get some air but immediately connected them back together. You didn’t want this to end, you wanted it to go on for forever. Despite him being underwater 24/7, Johnny’s lips were soft and nowhere near being chapped like you expected them to be. Johnny rubbed your back passionately as you could feel the tension in the air get hotter. You wanted to keep going, go even further knowing he can turn into a human, but you held yourself together. Not yet, soon, but not yet. You pulled away from the kiss first, but remained up close. 

“You enjoy that, Dove?” Johnny asked. 

“No, not at all.” You sarcastically reply back with. 

Johnny chuckled back, loving your style of humor. The two of you embraced in another long kiss and even though the tension was in the air, the two of you held your composure for each other and just kept y’alls lips together, not knowing there was a pair of eyes watching the two of y’all from the far distance. 

TO BE CONTINUED…

[sadnightforus]

HEARTBREAK STATION 

 Heartbreak Station is a radio station that presents itself with 7 tracks, which are picked by the listeners’ most popular requests to play on the radio. Each track will present itself with a short story, mostly the backstory of how they had come to love the song or a song that shows a glimpse into their lives at one point. 

GUESTS WITH THE MOST VOTES FOR THIS WEEK

OSAKI SHOTARO (RIIZE/NCT)

JUNG SUNGCHAN (RIIZE/NCT)

KIM HONGJOONG (ATEEZ)

CHOI YEONJUN (TXT)

HWANG HYUNJIN (STRAY KIDS)

JOHNNY SUH (NCT 127)

YOON KEEHO (P1HARMONY) 

1ST TRACK: DON’T SAY GOODBYE (OSAKI SHOTARO)

 Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: I really loved you, I did. But as they said, love is never enough. 

 Summary: You both loved each other. So much. But you made the hardest decision to break up while you were dining — one last time together because the love you both shared was beginning to consume every sanity you have.  

NOW PLAYING: DON’T SAY GOODBYE BY BLOO. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

2ND TRACK: MISMATCH (JUNG SUNGCHAN)

 Jung Sungchan’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: We are a pair of mismatches, deep down. But I still adore you, no matter how much time has passed. 

 Summary: He spent time trying to figure you out. You were not the easiest person to understand, but he tried. His only fear was you abandoning him, all alone in this cold world. 

NOW PLAYING: SO THAT YOU DO NOT GET UPSET BY TAEK. 

RELEASE DATE: 10 SEPTEMBER 2023

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

3RD TRACK: HARD TO LOVE (KIM HONGJOONG)

 Kim Hongjoong’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: Thank you and I’m sorry that I was horrible to you. I’m sorry that you only get to know my heart when I’m not sober. 

 Summary: It’s been months, exactly 7 at that. And every time that Hongjoong shows up at your doorstep, drunk and vulnerable, you let him back in for another night. 

NOW PLAYING: HARD TO LOVE BY ONE. 

RELEASE DATE: 14 SEPTEMBER 2023

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

4TH TRACK: I DON’T LIE (CHOI YEONJUN)

Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: God, I can say that our relationship exhausts me. But one thing for sure, I don’t think I can ever stop loving you, even if you lie to my face multiple times like that. 

Summary: It was perfect, you got the guy of your dreams and he loves you. Over time as he no longer loves you like he used to, you still hold onto the hope that he might come back one day and tell you the lie ‘I love you’. 

NOW PLAYING: I DON’T LIE BY HEIZE (FT. GIRIBOY)

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

5TH TRACK: SELFISH LOVE (HWANG HYUNJIN)

Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: Honestly.. you were toxic to me. But I was also a toxic person too. So I guess it’s fair, yeah? I hope you hear this and it’s the last song I'm ever gonna dedicate to you. 

 Summary: You both don’t know how it happened. You went from a perfect couple to angry lovers in a span of 3 years. Overtime, it became a chore to not piss each other off and it’s time that you gave up the dead love bond, which both of you attempted to sparkle it up. 

NOW PLAYING: SELFISH LOVE BY DEPT. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

6TH TRACK: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHNNY (JOHNNY SUH)

 Your message to the person you dedicated this song to: I hope you’re happy, wherever you are. We haven’t seen each other in a long time and the last time we did, you were in a bad state. I hope you’re doing better now than you were a year ago. 

Summary: You both fell in love, you both fell out of love. You saw him again, but he was unrecognizable and by the look of his eyes, he had gone through a lot. You aren’t a thing anymore, but your place will always welcome him back if he decides to. 

NOW PLAYING: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHNNY BY ST. VINCENT. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY.  

7TH TRACK: YOUR TYPE (YOON KEEHO)

 Yoon Keeho’s message to the person he dedicated this song to: I really like you. I do. But I know that you’ll never feel the same as me. So I’ll stay by your side and continue to be your friend

Summary: He falls for you, classic right? But you never pay attention to him, not even a little. He can only be by your side as your best friend. The kind of best friend who you call when your partner dumps you, gets scared, freaked out or needs urgent help. But he’ll never be the kind of best friend you’ll call and confess your romantic feelings to. 

NOW PLAYING: YOUR TYPE BY CARLY RAE JEPSEN. 

RELEASE DATE: UNKNOWN. 

PRESS PLAY TO READ THE BACKSTORY. 

COPYRIGHTED BY SADNIGHTFORUS, 2023

[reds-skull]

Not Alive, Nor Dead

[PREV PART] [AO3]

These are the last few chapters, I can tell now... I'm gonna be a little sad when I'm finally done. Also don't look into the geography of this too much, I'm not American or Mexican... I'd like to hear where I'm wrong though, I like learning beyond what Google can tell me!

Ghost’s mind runs, images of the maps he’s been pouring over flashing in his mind. He’ll have to get a vehicle, and it would take several hours to get anywhere near Ciudad Juárez, afterwards he’ll need to comb the houses near the river to find Johnny.

His duffel is already packed, and Ghost demands keys from a frightened Vaquero. Everyone seems to lag behind him, missing the piece of the puzzle he received from the Reapers.

Fuck, Ghost still can’t wrap his mind around that damn fact. How his and Soap’s Reapers are melding together.

No time. They’ll rack their brains when they’re back together.

He stomps to the back, where Rudy showed them armored trucks are parked when they arrived. A pair of footsteps alerts him to Gaz and Price’s presence.

“Simon! Bloody hell, wait up!” the Captain hurries to block his path, earning a growl.

Gaz joins him, “you know where he is, don’t you?”

Adrenaline pumped, Ghost breathes heavily, looking between the two revenants. He doesn’t have time to explain why he needs to do this alone, and certainly not enough to lose them if they choose to follow him.

Ghost opens his mouth, before something starts meddling with his mind. He locks eyes with Price, who is combing through his thoughts at a spinning rate.

His eyes grow weary. “...You’re right.”

Garrick raises an eyebrow, “he has a plan?”

“Yes”, Price sighs, “and it doesn’t include us.”

Gaz looks like he wants to protest, but surprisingly for Ghost, he relents, and extends an arm, “alright. I trust your judgment, sir.”

Ghost takes his hand, and Garrick pulls him into a half-hug, “give ‘em hell, Ghost.”

Price joins in their hug, “stay safe.”

The stone in his gut eases some. 

Without knowing it, Ghost has found people like Price and Gaz, Rudy and Alejandro, Johnny. People worth fighting with. People worth living for.

Perhaps that was why his Reaper let him live a second time.

Ghost holds onto his team tight. “I promise.”

He doesn’t say goodbye to the others. Gaz and Price will surely notify them.

The truck speeds through barren roads, kicking dust and dirt behind it. The sun is high in the sky, Ghost sweating buckets, and he thinks of Johnny. Body broken and discarded in a musty room. 

Ghost grips the wheel tighter. Those thoughts are useless right now.

His plan hinges on Graves keeping Soap alone, without any other hostages. Ghost will have to comb the area first, stealth absolute must. 

The moment the field is clear, all he’ll have to do is unleash Limbo. Nothing, not Graves, or any fucking Shadow, will be able to do anything against the void.

Ciudad Juárez comes into view in the distance, great flat plains and yellowish flora. Ghost can’t see the river from the road, so he turns to a smaller dirt path, driving between crop fields.

He begins fearing he got the wrong place, misunderstood Johnny, second guessing himself in a way he hasn’t in years. The fields stretch on for miles, Ghost following the path parallel to the border.

His prayers to the Reapers must’ve been heard for the first time in his life, because a large, concrete building appears. An ugly, grey block hidden among fields of trees.

Ghost passes by it, driving another half a mile before parking the vehicle in a shallow ditch. 

He stands out like a sore thumb, with his black clothes and skull mask, so he crouches between the tilled dirt, hiding behind various plants and creeps forward towards the building.

It is then that Ghost sees the first moth, idly fluttering around small, green leaves. He stops to watch it circle him, before the insect starts flying forward.

More join it, creating a path for Ghost to follow, a flaming trail leading to Johnny.

The surroundings are quiet, houses no more than colorful spots in the horizon. Ghost lets out an internal sigh of relief - that clears the outside of innocent bystanders.

As he nears the building, he can spot several Shadows guarding the exits. If they were normal soldiers, Ghost could’ve taken the time to dispatch them one by one, but as they’re not human, the moment he strikes one, Graves will be alerted to his position.

There’s a tree hugging the northern wall, taller than the rest. It reaches a small window on the first floor. That will be his way in.

Ghost walks a long way around, paying attention to the way the moths cluster in a slit on the west side. The Shadows are none the wiser, eerily still in place, staring off at strategic points.

He slowly climbs the tree, thick branches make for holds. Every footfall is calculated, every breath measured. Ghost can’t afford any less than perfect.

The window is paneless, and he opens the shutters in a swift motion to minimize creaking. The hallway is clear, so Ghost jumps down, his fall silent.

The inside looks dilapidated, doors long gone, ripped from the rusted hinges, stains covering the floors and walls. So far, Ghost can’t see a single living being, but he tenses as he hears voices in the floor below him.

He sneaks, deadly as his namesake, down the stairs, to listen in. One voice is cool and collected, the other has a fiery rage in its tone.

“They have nothing to do with this! I’m not gonna fuckin’ kill them!” a gravely voice growls, “ye know how this shite works - yer never going to succeed!”

The other chuckles, a grating noise that makes Ghost grind his teeth, “you’re talking like a fucking loser, Soap. They said we would never put a man on the moon, never find a way to fly, never create something stronger than a sword.” someone whimpers, a voice unlike the other two.

“Humanity only advanced when they dared push the impossible. There are two types of people: those who adhere to made-up laws, and those who break them.” a disappointed sigh, “I hoped you fall into the latter, Sergeant, I really did. But, turns out you’re a coward like the rest of them.”

A different voice pleads, “Please, just let my wife go! She doesn’t have anything to do with-”

A strangled cry cuts off the man, “shut. The fuck. Up.”

A door swings open, and Ghost quickly retreats back up, “I’m going to get what I want eventually, MacTavish. You’re just making it harder for yourself.”

“Awa’ an bile yer heid, ye fuckin’ bastard. The moment I heal, I’ll rip yer heart out-”

“Tsk.” the voice mocks him, “too bad I’ll just shoot you again, pal.”

The door shuts, and half a dozen footsteps walk away. Ghost waits until he can’t hear them anymore before stepping back down. The exit is guarded by a Shadow, but the door inside is clear.

What a fuckin’ pathetic prick. 

Ghost opens the door slowly, giving the people inside time to recognize the movement. The presence of an unknown number of civilians puts a wrench in his plans, he hates leaving things to chance.

Ghost hopes they can keep quiet.

He lets the door slide open, revealing seven civilians, revenant status unknown, cowering in the corners of the room, and in the middle…

Blue eyes snap to look at him, moths gently laying on a bloody form, giving the revenant an ethereal glow.

For a moment, Ghost is lost in them, in emotions brewing a storm in bright skies, gleaming with everything he needed, with the light taken from him.

“Si- Ghost.” Johnny whispers.

The man beside him, a bruise forming on his temple, turns to ask Soap, “you know this man?”

Johnny snaps out of his reverie, wincing as he turns his neck, “aye, he won’t hurt us.” he gives him a winning grin, “strongest man I know.”

The civilians collectively cry in relief. Ghost quiets them down, “we’re not out of the woods just yet. I need you all to stay silent. Johnny, give me sitrep.” he crouches down in front of his Sergeant, groping to search for a wound.

Soap whines when he brushes over his nape, “Graves keeps shooting my neck, I can’t move…”

“How long would it take you to heal?”

“With you here?” Johnny smiles softly, “twenty.”

Ghost looks around, “any other revenants?”

“All humans.” Soap’s smile melts into something darker.

“Sir, please.” one of the women pipes up, “we don’t have anything to do with the American, we just want to go home. Please help us.”

Ghost rises, turning back to check the hallway. He mutters lowly, “there’s a window on the first floor, farthest from the stairs. You can use a tree to climb down. Be quiet. Use the fields to hide, city is 30 minutes from here.”

The civilians hesitate for a moment before the wounded man gets up, taking his wife’s hands and pulling her along. He nods his thanks to Ghost and starts sneaking up the stairs.

The five others follow them, Ghost keeping an eye on the Shadow’s back. Once they all leave, he’ll have to wait until they’re far enough for Limbo to encircle the entire building.

They’ve been playing with each other for long enough - either Graves or Ghost die today. 

Johnny hisses behind him, “Simon…”

Ghost turns around, taken aback when he notices inky hands patting Johnny. They’re gentle, almost like they’re comforting him, nothing like the violent grasp they would attempt on him before.

He squats by his side, “I’m here. What do you need?”

Soap’s hand twitches, and Ghost takes it, slowly brushing fingertips over the charred skin, “just this, mo chridhe.” he exhales slowly, “I had a weird dream…”

Ghost hums, moving up to massage Johnny’s shoulder.

“Ye were calling me… asking where I was. I saw my Reaper for a second, but it wasn’t… mine. It was different.”

Fingers gently card through bloody hair, “wasn’t a dream. Our Reapers let me see you.”

“Our?” Soap’s brows rise in surprise.

“Yours told me they’re intertwined now… a single being.”

Johnny frowns, “steamin’ Jesus… what does that mean? For us?”

Ghost brushes Soap’s cheeks, trying to clean them a little, “I don’t know yet. Let's find out when we get out of here, hm?”

Johnny gives him a lopsided grin, “sounds like a plan, LT.”

A scream tears through their little bubble of serenity. Ghost snaps his head around.

The civilians.

He barely gets on his feet before the door is kicked open, Shadows throwing the civilians inside. The wounded man is unconscious, his wife catching him before he falls on the floor.

Ghost steps in front of Johnny, the victims of Limbo wailing in the back of his mind, the hands holding Soap, pulling him as far away as they can from the man stepping into the room.

“Ah, I had a feeling it was the fucking Brit.” The American drawls, letting his voice echo through his Shadows, “you just can’t learn when to let go, huh? It would be admirable, if it wasn’t so fucking pointless!”

“Graves-” Ghost mutters.

Graves just laughs, “no, you don’t get to talk. I don’t understand, how is it that you fall right where I want you not once, but three times?! Look around, Riley.” He spreads his arms wide, “you want to use Limbo? Go ahead. Kill all these poor little innocent people. We all know you have it in you.”

The civilians step away from him, staring cautiously, faces twisted in horror.

“We all know you’re a monster, Simon.”

A hand pulls at his jacket, weak and trembling. “Simon…” Johnny grounds through a tight jaw, pain lanced in his words, “we can do it. Together.”

Simon turns around, heart frozen in the cavity of his chest, “I can’t… Limbo-”

“The light, m'eudail. I stole something from you, remember?”

White flames, radiant embers, dance over Johnny’s fingertips. Simon stares at his eyes, the moment stretching into infinity.

Soap knows what he’s asking him to risk. The state of the void, the acceptance he just gained from his victims, the forgiveness he gave them. Johnny asks him to risk returning to the violent land of eternal damnation.

Johnny risks his own, risks taking on more of the burden that’s been weighing him down for six years. A toll he believed he needed to die for, again and again and again.

Seven souls.

Graves keeps laughing and laughing, the voice multiplied and distorted, transforming into an inhuman hollering. He aims a pistol at Ghost’s heart, clicking the safety off, “if you don’t do it, I’ll do it myself, Lieutenant” he shouts mockingly, “FUCKING DO IT!”

Simon takes Johnny’s hand in his.

“I remember.” he breathes in deeply, feeling gentle flames curl around his fingers, “Are you sure, love?”

He glances behind him, a luminous smile reassures him, engulfs the ice in his chest and shatters it. ‘We won’t let this man write our destiny.’ it tells him.

‘I’m sure.’

Simon closes his eyes.

Again, wasn't planning on ending it here, I just realized it would be better for me to split the chapter. I swear I don't plan these cliff hangers to be this dramatic haha

[billkaulitzwife]

Okokok this is kinda based off ur darrell getting cheated on post but MORE PAIN 😤 plz do some hcs of what dar and sodas relationship would be like if darrys girlfriend cheated on him with soda, like would he ever forgive him?? I MUST KNOW PLZ ADDI

omg i hate you sm rn. also i decided im gonna try and get thru all my asks/ drafts so im not bothered anymore. :)

You're Still My Brother.

(Soda, Darry, F!Y/N)

Sodapop's POV

It was December 27th, 1965.

I was walking home from the DX when Darry's broad came up to me from behind.

"Hey, Soda! You walking home?"

"Uh- Yeah. Why? You coming over?"

"Well.. no. Uh... me and Darry broke up so I dunno if I'm allowed back there."

I was taken aback. I looked around slightly, my eyes pretty wild.

"Whoa.. whattya talkin' about?! Darry loves you with his whole life!"

"I guess not. I just wanted to talk about it before you headed home."

I looked at her and took a deep breath. I nodded slightly and sat down in the grass with her.

Y/N's POV

Sodapop is such a dumbass. As I sat in the grass with him, my façade didn't fade at all.

As I cried to him and told him the whole story, I had rolled my sleeves up enough so he could see the makeup I had put there.

"Y'know, Soda.. I really love him.. We were having a conversation but we didn't realise the twins were home."

I honestly don't feel anything in the moment.

"Addie burst in trying to tell Darry something and she ruined the whole thing.. She lied to him and told him that I was cheating on him."

"Addie? As in my sister?? She would never lie about anything!"

"Sodapop she's with Dallas of course she lies!"

"No she doesn't. Neither of the twins would lie. They love you like your their own sister!"

"Maybe not. Darry believed her over me. I tried telling him I didn't but he just didn't believe me."

Plan is ago. He looked at my arms.

"Y/N what's that."

I pulled my sleeve down so it seemed I didn't want him to know.

"Y/N is your Dad beatin' on you again?"

"...No. It was Darry and Pony."

His face softened with concern.

"What.."

God he's fucking gullible.

"No, no, Y/N.. a-are you sure?!"

"You ain't a woofin.. Addie tried but I guess she was too weak."

Darry's POV

I was wondering where Sodapop was.

He was supposed to be home 10 minutes ago.

"Twins?" I called out. I didn't know if they were with Johnny Cade or not, so I had to check.

"Yeah?" Addie called back, walking out of her room putting a jacket on.

I smiled at her, "Where's Pony?"

"In the shower." She smiled back and grabbed a leftover Christmas cookie from off the table. "Pony! Hurry it up we gotta go meet Johnny!" She yelled into the bathroom.

"I'M HURRYIN' QUIT GABBIN'." He called back.

"Addie, you know where Sodapop is at?"

"As far as I know he should be at work." She said, shoving her cookie in her mouth. "Why?"

"He shoulda been home 'bout 14 minutes ago."

"Oh.. Well I'll be on the lookout for 'im on the way to the lot." I nodded and waved goodbye as she walked out onto the porch waiting for Pony.

God I missed Y/N.

Soda's POV

Would my siblings really do this?

I mean there's obvious bruises, but.. Darry? The twins..?

"Oh my god.. Y/N... I'm so.. I'm so sorry.."

She had tears running down her face and I didn't know what to do or say.

Next thing I knew she was on top of me and kissing me.

I grabbed her waist, pulling her in a little more. She were warm and her hands were so soft against the back of my neck.

"Y/N, Stop.." I murmured.

She stopped and I sat back up.

"Wha-- Why??" I muttered in shyness.

"Because you understand and listen, Soda."

"Oh.. Hey, Listen.. I oughtta get home so they aren't too worried about me. Ion wanna get put in no boys home."

"Alright. I'll see you around."

"Yeah. Bye." I got up and walked away towards the house.

"Goodbyee"

GOD DAMMIT. I HATE THIS HOW DO I TELL DARRY.

Addie's POV

Pony had finally gotten dressed and walked outside when I saw Sodapop approach the house.

"Hey, Soda! How was work?"

"It was fine." He said, walking straight inside and to his room.

"He's home!" I said before I walked down the steps and out the gate.

"Hey, Ads. Something was off about Sodapop, don'tcha think?"

"You ain't a woofin'. He looked pretty Red- and pale, too.." I stopped walking towards the lot in realisation of something.

Sodapop had lipstick all over his lips.

"Ads, you alright?"

"He picked up a broad!" I smiled and hugged Pony in happiness.

He hugged me back and I jumped up 'n down.

"Ohhh my god ohmygodohmygodohmygod!! We'll have another sister!!"

Pony smiled and shook his head, laughing. We had almost reached the lot in about 4 minutes.

"Hey, Johnny!" I called out to the dark-haired boy I saw about 20 feet away.

Mine and Pony's dark hair had grown a LOT since August. His hair was just below his ears like before, and our blonde and grown out so our roots had came in some.

I ran towards Johnny and tackled him onto the couch, Pony following suite.

I told Johnny everything that had happened once we left and how we suspect a girl.

Darry's POV

"Oh, thanks Ads. Heya, Soda. I'm just makin' dinner."

"Cool." He said as he rushed to the bathroom to wash off his face.

Why? I'm not sure. I didn't think much of it.

"Darry can we talk? It's about Y/N. I'd prefer to sit down.."

"Alright..?" I lowered the stove to low and sat down at the kitchen table.

Soda sat down and took a deep breath. "Um..."

Third Person POV

Soda told him everything. The kiss, the lies, EVERYTHING.

Darry had tears forming in his eyes and he lowered his head onto the table.

"Darry I'm so sorry. I tried to believe myself but I just- I couldn't. I don't know why, Darrell plesse forgive me."

"Hey, Soda, this ain't your fault."

"But I feel so bad.."

"Don't worry. You're still my brother. You had nothin' to do with this. It's her fault, not your's."

. . . . . .

Pony noticed the streetlight turn on.

"Addie, time to go home."

"Ooh right. Dinner time! Johnny you wanna eat with us?"

"..Yeah sure!" Johnny replied.

The three walked to the Curtis'.

They entered and saw Darry and Soda hugging eachother.

"Woah.. what's happened?" Pony asked.

"Just sit down in the living room, I'll bring out the soup. Welcome in Johnny, y'all are just in time."

Sodapop wiped his eyes and grabbed Addie after she took off her jacket. He hugged her tight. "I'm sorry we didn't talk after I came home, I'll explain in a minute."

"Hey, Addie, Mickey's on TV!" Pony yelled to Addie after her and Soda hugged.

"It's all good, Soda. Love ya big brother."

"Love you too kid sister."

Darry had brought everyone a bowl of soup (JOHNNY INCLUDED), and he and Soda explained to the young teens.

Addie had broke into tears and Pony was left in shock. Johnny was just devouring his soup, but was shocked too.

"Soda.." Addie said, crying.

"Man.." Said Pony, his jaw dropped.

"Huh?" Mumbled Johnny.

They lived in harmony after they all dropped Y/N because she's a stuck up piece of SHIT.

[sirianasims]

Things are going well for a bit, until…

“Oh no.”

Uhm, Alex? Is there something you need to tell Don?

Meanwhile, Brielle is growing up and being adorable. As Alex and Johnny have the same hair colour, it’s still difficult to tell who she’s going to look like, but she has her mother’s eye colour.

Alex is spending all her time and energy on Brie, and hasn’t seen Don at all since she found out she was pregnant.

Alex, that baby bump is getting pretty obvious. Didn’t you promise Don to be “open and honest” in this relationship?

“But he’s non-committal! He’ll run away screaming when he sees me!”

I mean, possibly. But you can’t exactly hide it from him forever.

We finally break the news to Don. I use Lumpinou’s amazing mods and to my surprise, Don is giddy with excitement about having a baby. Aww. I feel like the mod does know that Don is non-committal though, it has also assigned him a preference for non-exclusive relationships. Meanwhile, Alex has no strong feelings one way or another about babies and relationships, so she’s just going along with everything.

Let’s hope this works out!

We’ve moved! It seems like Don had been left alone in the Caliente house after all the women moved out, so we can afford a nice little house in one of the cheaper areas of Willow Creek.

The house is old, Victorian style, and has a fenced garden and a small pond. Behind the house is a community garden.

The new house isn’t in great condition, but it’s all Alex and Don can afford for now, especially with a second child on the way.

We also finally has room for more exercise equipment.

Don wins step-dad of the year. He is obsessed with Brie and constantly taking care of her, without being prompted.

He will comfort her when she’s sad.

He jokes with her while she eats breakfast.

He insists on teaching her to dance.

Alex can’t believe her luck. Don is not living up to his reputation at all?!

“I have a real house, a kid, one more on the way, and an amazing boyfriend. I feel so grown up!”

I mean, you did just age up to Adult, so I guess?

“Oh hey Don, I was just walking by. Johnny told me you and Alex and Brielle had also moved to Willow Creek so I thought I’d see where you lived.”

“… and so anyways, when we announced our engagement to Johnny’s parents, they told us that they have decided to forgive him. So he’s a Landgraab again. Oh, and I guess I am too now. I think Nancy and Geoffrey wanted our baby to be a real Landgraab. Oh, uhm, I mean, not that Brielle isn’t a real… I mean… Nevermind. Whew, is it hot out here today, or what?”

Not easily offended, proud step-dad Don shows Dina all his family pictures of Brie and Alex.

“Anyways, nice to see you again, Dina. Best of luck with the Landgraabs.”

“Oh Don, I’ve missed you. It was so good to see you again…”

Dina, you said goodbye already. Why aren’t you leaving? Luckily, Don is oblivious to Dina’s longing looks.

“Brie! The doctor said you are going to get a little sister! Isn’t that exciting?”

“Oh hi, Don, long time no see. Wanna have some fun?”

I am not making this up, Katrina immediately tried to hit on Don. Luckily, he was too preoccupied with his parfait. The random townie is deeply regretting his choice of bench.

“Oh heeeey, Mortimer…”

KATRINA GO HOME

She’s here! Welcome to the family, Cora! Daddy Don is ecstatic.

Brie is also happy about her little sister.

The only person who isn’t happy seems to be Dina. She angrily stomps past the house several times a day. And at night. Dina, there’s no way you’re out running with that belly, you’re not fooling anyone. What are you up to?

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[scalproie]

omg plz do 13, 16, and 25 for the violence ask meme on tekken FWKJFK sorry for so much im just interested to hear ur thoughts!!!

13. worst blorboficiation

Objectively, Lee is the "least evil" mishima and congrats to him for leaving (tho forcefully) that fucked up family and yeah his childhood sucked big time and I have to respect the hustle of him rebranding himself into the funny "excellent" flamboyant guy but GOD he somehow successfully tricked everybody into forgetting that he is also very not a good person. I KNOW we are starving for positive relationships in tekken but he is very much as egoistical and self-interested as the rest of his family, kazuya is his brother only by name only and lee not only doesnt care about him nor their father and he would happily throw him or both of them under the bus to get ahead LIKE HE IS DOING NOW BY WORKING WITH LARS AND JIN AGAINST KAZUYA. Lee could not have inherited raw power from heihachi so he got his manipulativeness, sketchyness and charisma, and lets not talk about how the devil gene is alienating both kaz and jin so there is no way lee could even keep up with that. But if he could I really doubt he would still be regarded as the meme man that he is now. I love lee but I feel like the only person that can see smth sinister lurking under the surface thats funny and approachable and even has friends. Thats not a negative btw I love that about lee but the overly kindness I see from people's interpretation of him sometimes take me out. Hes better, but hes still not good, yknow?

(as for mk im just slipping it there bc its fresh in my head, johnny cage holds the really heavy burden of being the only somewhat comical main character in a sea of dramatic people so he is doomed to be mischaracterized I think. Either hes treated TOO seriously and it feels... wrong in a way I cant explain OR he is subject to comical whorification. But thats just me hating fun I guess.)

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Heihachi has the worst fucking development in tekken 7 it genuinely makes me insane that some people would enjoy this botched attempt of sympathy toward him, all while making fun of his original reasonning like "haha lions dont push their cubs off cliffs" WE KNOW its a traditional asian misconception that even has a name and it makes sense bc heihachi is old school but also ITS NOOOT ABOUT THE LITERAL LION THING ITS A METAPHOR ITS ABOUT GENERATIONAL TRAUMA AND TOXIC MASCULINITY GNGNHGNH and its BETTER than a hypothetical witch trial that makes NO SENSE bc HEIHACHI YOU THREW THE KID SAYING THAT IF HE SURVIVED, HE HAD THE EVIL IN HIM. AND THEN YOU RAISED HIM??? WHAT??? Its stupid. I hope he stays dead goodbye forever funny cockroach grandpa.

(mk break again but you genuinely have to explain 80% of the mk ships to me. Maybe its me being idk, a shipping paladin or smth and took an oath to the One True Pairing or whatever and im now blind to the rest but yeah I dont see the majority of it.)

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

EVERYONE SPEAKING THEIR OWN LANGUAGE AND EVERYBODY UNDERSTANDING EACH OTHER DESPITE THAT IS ONE OF THE BEST THING ABOUT TEKKEN. FUCK YOU IF YOU WANT AN ALL JAPANESE OR ENGLISH DUB. ITS ORIGINAL ITS INTERESTING ITS GOOD TO HAVE CHARACTERS SPEAKING ACTUAL FRENCH, SPANISH, PORTUGESE, KOREAN AND OTHER IN A MAINSTREAM VIDEOGAME. FUCK YOU FOREVER IF YOU WANT TO TAKE THAT AWAY OR IF ITS "WEIRD" TO YOU BC ITS NOT REALISTIC, BORING BITCH.

ALSO "NOBODY CARES ABOUT THE PLOT" I DO!!! I DOOO!!! IM NOT GONNA LOWER MY STANDARDS FOR THEM TO MAKE A GOOD SATISFYING STORY JUST BC YOU CARE MORE ABOUT EVO TOURNAMENTS, MICROFRAME DATA, AND IF YOUR WAIFU MAKE IT BACK IN THE MAIN ROSTER.

[nctyena]

Rock Climbing 🧗‍♂️🧗‍♀️ This is JOHNNY'S Climbing Center (with YN) | Johnny's Communication Center (JCC) Ep. 30

*Italics are in English.

"Hello everybody. Welcome to another episode of Johnny's Communication Center. JCC. Today, we're here...if you look at my clothes, you can kind of tell. We're gonna do some activities, or an activity. And that is called 'rock climbing'. I'm very excited today..."

Johnny kept speaking about what he was about to do until a wild Yena was seen at the back, stretching. Pretending not to be aware of the camera nor the tall boy.

"Wait, I know this girl. Hello,hello do I know you?"

She made a shocked expression and got up.

"Ah, sunbaenim I was waiting for you. I'm a member of NCT too."

"Really? How come I not know you?"

"I am a mysterious person."

"So, as you can see Yena is the guest of the video."

"Hello JCC."

"It's the name of the show, their name is Joh-fam."

They both greeted the instructor. He gave them right shoes for the exercise.

"I'm not wearing socks right now, is it okay?"

"Yah, don't show them on camera."

She blocked the way while Johnny was changing his shoes.

"Today, you're going to do sport climbing."

"Oh, are there different types of climbing?"

"Yes, there are three types of climbing. Speed climbing, lead climbing, its aim is to climb as high on the wall as possible. The last one is what you're going to do today."

"Seonsaeng-nim, can I climb on that wall?"

"That one is for lead climbing."

"I'm gonna watch Johnny oppa first,then."

Yena was mimicking the moves Johnny was doing but without the climbing. For a while she was just watching and cheering on Johnny, on the side. Then for a second she was gone. He noticed it and asked the camera to shoot her.

She was climbing on another wall that was higher.

"Is she allowed?"

He shrugged to his own question.

"Yena! You're gonna get scolded."

"That feels so high, help me please!"

They laughed at her voice because they were expecting her to be confident.

Then the instructor helped her down and she continued to watch Johnny while sitting down on the mat.

"Johnny is doing great, everyone. Watch him."

"I think he is even showing off a little."

When Johnny was lying on the mat to take a breath, she run to him and tried to massage his arms and legs. But that only ended up him laughing uncontrollably and even the instructor.

"Go on Johnny, you can do it. You are the best."

"You tired me more."

"No, I helped you."

"Okay, thank you."

At last, they both decided to try the hardest level.

"...And this is the hardest, I just want to show you guys how it feels. It's going to be a challenge. If I get it, I'm just, meant to climb, I guess. Yena's going to try with me this time. Let's go."

They "tried" a few times but couldn't even get close to doing it. She asked him to help her so she could also be seen cool.

"You carry me through here, then we'll edit you out. Okay?"

"We don't have that kind of technology."

"Are we poor now?"

"We will edit this one though."

...

"...I'm a little tired but I didn't notice until now, I guess. If you guys are ever curious about rock climbing, you guys should just try. Because it's actually really fun. Yena? Say goodbye in English then we'll end it."

"I was better than Johnny in his own video, but he is still cool. It was fun thank you Johnny."

"Anyways, Joh-fam, try it out. Thank you for checking out this new episode of JCC. I went rock climbing with Yena, I did really well till the pink one. I don't know what Yena did. I'll see you next time, bye!"

"Goodbye, Joh-fam."

[myriadof-fandoms]

harringrove week day 3 - the summer of 1963

prompt: dirty dancing

ao3 link

Steve hates Patrick Swayze’s stupid face. He’s over it. They’ve watched Dirty Dancing approximately a thousand times and he’s had it. He knows the songs, and he knows the dances, and if anybody asked he could probably recite the entire thing by heart. 

And yet, shockingly, upsettingly, frustratingly, Billy is still not done. He’s still just as obsessed.

Steve curses the day he thought it would be a good idea to force Billy to watch a romantic drama with him. He should’ve known better, in fact he does, he fucking knows Billy is a sap. He’s caught him reading romance dime novels intently more than once. 

But no, some part of him had thought it’d be funny to watch Billy deny liking the movie. Except, it has backfired in so many ways. 

It was funny, adorable even, at first. In the cinema, right at the back where they always sit, when Billy shushed him and leaned away when Steve tried to kiss him. 

“Stevie, go away, didn’t you hear that Penny’s pregnant?”

And it was still adorable when Billy forced him into the cinema again the week after. Steve wasn’t about to argue that the film wasn’t entertaining, and after all he could definitely appreciate seeing both Jennifer Gray and Patrick Swayze once more. 

There was also something about seeing Billy so invested. Even if it wasn’t the badly acted denial of interest he was originally hoping for.

They only saw the movie in the theater once more a couple days later when they took Max and Eleven to see it and that was it. The calm before the storm settled in. 

The storm that arrived when Billy came home smiling like the cat that got the cream holding a VHS.

Ever since, Steve’s life has been hell. 

Patrick Swayze is on their TV, all the time. They want to spend time alone on a Saturday night? Dirty Dancing. Max is over to visit Billy and they need something for background noise? Dirty Dancing. Billy feels shitty? Dirty Dancing. Robin and Eddie come for movie night and it’s Billy’s pick? Dirty Dancing. Billy’s feeling good? Dirty Dancing. 

So Steve finds himself once again, on his sofa, just trying to read a paper for his class and there is Patrick Swayze once again. 

“This is my dance space. This is your dance space.”

And Steve is about to scream, he really is, but then his eyes catch Billy in their kitchen. Their tiny space that barely deserves to be called a kitchen and is directly connected to the living room. Not too tiny to not be used as a dance floor apparently. 

Billy’s moving to the song playing in the background of the film, really just swaying a little back and forth, but still, dancing.

And Steve, well, he might be annoyed as hell but he’s even more in love. And if he goes and joins Billy, hugging him from behind and moving along with him and then soaking up the smile he gets in response, then really nobody will ever know.

Maybe he should draw the line two weeks later. They’re high as hell and obviously the movie playing in the background is Dirty Dancing. It’s during the scene in which Johnny takes Baby to learn the lift in the water when Billy turns to him, “Let’s try that.”

“Are you insane?”

“C’mon, Harrington, you can pick me up any other way too.” Billy is grinning like he’s already won.

“You are insane.” Obviously, Billy has already won. 

It does lead to them having to call Robin at 1am because as anyone could’ve expected they could not do the lift successfully and now Steve has a broken nose thanks to Billy's knee and Billy has a laceration on his forehead thanks to their coffee table. 

Eddie has the courage, or maybe just the audacity, to call Billy out one day, “You have a fucking crush on him.”

“What?” Billy doesn’t even look away from the screen where Johnny and Baby are saying goodbye by his car. 

"I guess we surprised everybody."

“You have a fucking crush on the dancing guy and that’s why you want to watch this goddamn film all the time,” Eddie’s laughing now. 

“Shut up, Munson.” There’s a slight flush to Billy’s cheeks but he’s so focused on the movie itself that it barely even registers.

“Hey Steve,” Chrissy calls out to the kitchen from where she’s leaning against Eddie’s chest. “Do me a favor and stand next to the TV.”

Like most other people Steve would do almost anything if Chrissy Cunningham asked, so despite some confusion he does.

Both Chrissy and Eddie start laughing menacingly when the next shot of Patrick Swayze comes around.

Billy blushes some more and Steve remains clueless.

Sometimes, Billy cries when Baby’s father is so quick to dismiss Johnny, his judgement easy and harsh. Billy’ll hide his face against Steve’s chest and sniffle into the fabric of his shirt. He cries harder when Johnny talks about his prospects in life or the women who used him. The worst is when Baby goes to her father and tells him that he has to love all of her even if she isn’t exactly how he expected her to be. 

Most times, Billy will kiss Steve with intent when Johnny gets fired after Baby stood up for him. Strong and secure kisses that say much more than words could. Kisses that make Steve think of the time he punched Neil Hargrove in the face after he had to drive Billy to the hospital with a traumatic brain injury.  

“Nobody has ever done anything like that for me before.”

And Steve can’t really hate the film much in those moments. 

He can hate it again easily when he wakes up to hearing Billy wail along to Hungry Eyes or Hey Baby though.

Steve is not having the time of his life and if he has to hear that goddamn song one more time-

He buys the vinyl of the soundtrack for Billy’s birthday.

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i did ignore one very specific fact for this so: enjoy joe keery doing the lift bye

[derry-rain]

For the fandom meme - H,I,Y and A 😄

HIYA! :)

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., tv shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)

Interesting! Ordinarily I'd say "any of these", but if I really think about what I get fandomy over outwardly, I think it tends to be tv shows. The others tend to rotate more in my head, whereas there are edges of playgrounds in tv shows that I like to spend time in. There are exceptions, of course, I'm never quite able to predict what will grip me fandom-wise - I think I've been there for all of the above, except anime - but yeah, tv shows tend to be where I land.

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

Hmm, yes and no. It's not a tumblr thing. Every platform I've been on has had fandoms that just get plain fucking irritating after a while. Whether it's people flocking to BNFs, ship wars of any depth at all, people insisting certain fanon interpretations are basically canon, or - and particularly badly in historical fandoms and I've been in too many of them to count - people smugly wanking on about historical fact when you're out here like "yes, I am also aware of This Knowledge but counterpoint, I'm writing fanfiction and chose not to care about it"*. I guess any time anyone puts their head up and starts thinking they're better/being treated as if they're better than anyone else. Mate, we're all in fandom and we all do it in our own way.

Uh, that is to say, yeah, I break or even dip from fandoms frequently.

* I'm not talking about people who love the history, discuss the history or share the history (I do too!), or the folks who love to incorporate research in their work, just the people who think it makes them superior in a fandom space. So no, I don't mean you.

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

Oooh, ok. I think a lot of you are into Supernatural in a fandom way? And also Top Gun? Which is a movie I haven't seen. And I keep promising to watch. And then. Like. I don't.

A - Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s)

Hnnnngh. EOIN/PADDY from SAS: Rogue Heroes because they're perfect little furies. Also I'm sort of rotating Mike/Johnny in my mind to see if there's anything that falls out right now.

Lots of Klinger ships in in M*A*S*H, just because of the grand rewatch. Mulcahy, Blake, Soon-Lee and BJ for sure. Actually, having just watched Goodbye, Farewell and Amen, I'm gonna add BJ/Mulcahy to this.

And then there's my various babies - Tom/Greg (Succession), Keeley/Roy/Rebecca (Ted Lasso). Liebgott/Webster (Band of Brothers)... kind of dude heavy at the moment, but that's probably a reflection of my current fandoms (mostly military).

ETA: I FORGOT ALL MY TERROR SHIPS

Pilkington/Hodgson! The original lad/nerd pairing. For the most discerning. I have gotten two (2) other people to write this and I love them for it.

Little/Armitage - See next ask. I love this.

Goodsir/Gore - hot for soft bois.

Hickey/Gibson - unhinged and true.

Tozer/Irving - I don't know why this has me by the throat, but it does.

Sophia/Jopson - don't touch me don't talk to me i wrote this like... idk a year or two ago and never posted it. but they should kiss.

[dtyfp]

The Met

Lily masterlist

“Are you nervous?” Emma Stone asks sweetly when she notices the anxious look on your face. You were currently waiting to walk the carpet along with the other Louis Vuitton guests. You had met them all earlier in the day for pictures but didn’t really get a chance to talk.

“A little,” you admit, letting out the breath you didn’t even know you were holding. You were fiddling with your rings, one was your Dream ring and the other was 1/2 of the Doyoung/Taeyong friendship ring. Doyoung had let you borrow his while Taeyong lent his to Johnny. You didn’t yet know what Johnny was wearing, but you knew your rings matched.

“Don’t be, it’s no big deal. Just some walking and pictures, nothing we haven’t done before, right?” She asks with a pretty smile. ‘Just some pictures and walking’ was a severe understatement considering the event, but this isn’t her first time so you hope she’s talking from experience.

“Right,” you agree.

“Good luck, I’ll find you later during the after party,” she waves goodbye as she moves on. Hoyeon unnie comes next, wrapping her arms around your shoulders as you both try to peek over all the shoulders. She had reached out a few weeks ago when she found out you’d both be walking for LV and you’d quickly become close friends.

“Who would’ve thought we’d end up here,” she hums nostalgically, trapping you both in a moment of peace before the craziness started.

“You should be very proud of yourself, Lily. It wasn’t easy for either of us, but now we’re here proving everyone wrong, aren’t we?” She chuckles. Even though you’d only met a few weeks ago, Hoyeon found it hard to dislike you in any way. She hadn’t expected to become this close, but here you were.

“I guess we are,” you can’t help but smile. Being here tonight was like a huge middle finger to all the people that doubted you.

“Louis Vuitton, you’re next!” A staff member announces. And just like that, Hoyeon is whisked away for final checks and someone comes over to fluff your dress and check your makeup. Then, you’re led out.

“Don’t forget to smile,” Hoyeon gives your hand a quick squeeze before she goes out first, and you follow after her only seconds later. The bright lights momentarily startle you but you get the hang of it soon enough.

Johnny had already walked the carpet. He had done it. He had met the designer, finalized his outfit, met the other celebs Peter Do was dressing, he anxiously waited, walked, and made it all the way up. The nerves had long subsided but he knew Lily’s hadn’t yet.

So, once he got to the top he insisted on staying there. He wanted to wait for Lily and ask how she slept since he hadn’t seen her since yesterday morning and see her in her dress she wouldn’t tell him anything about and make sure she ate because sometimes she didn’t when she got scared and…and he wanted to see her. He felt nervous for her, which wasn’t an uncommon feeling, he often found himself worrying about Lily.

He was stuck beside Kris Jenner who was also waiting for her daughters, all of whom were invited tonight.

It didn’t take long for Louis Vuitton to come out. Lily was easy to find, in a pretty yellow dress that stuck out with its vibrance. She didn’t tell anyone a single thing about the dress, claiming it was too pretty to spoil with an excited sparkle in her eye. She had covered her ears and shushed Johnny when he tried talking about his own outfit because she wanted it to be a surprise. It was obvious how much Lily loved her outfit for the night, she raved about it as much as she could without spoiling anything. She had actually gone on a tangent about the pockets it supposedly had. Johnny didn’t particularly care, but he sat and listened nonetheless. He had told her the only thing pretty about the dress was the girl in it, but she merely shushed him and told him to wait and see.

“Are you two together?” Kris asks Johnny, noticing how intently Johnny watched Lily. Johnny found himself holding his breath when she first came out, looking a little nervous and surprised at all the lights. She awkwardly bowed toward the first group of photographers only for a staff member to jog over and say something to her, presumably that she didn’t have to bow, but she continued to do so, albeit more comfortably. Luckily she didn’t fall, she was crazy nervous she’d fall and embarrass herself. It took a minute or two, but Lily quickly settled in and posed for the cameras comfortably.

“Yeah…not together together but we came together, if that even makes sense,” Johnny chuckles, quickly correcting himself once he realizes what Kris was insinuating.

“We’re in the same group so we’re pretty close. I feel like a dad watching his daughter take her first steps or something,” Johnny admits.

“Oh I get that, I’m waiting for 5 daughters tonight,” Kris sympathizes.

As Lily continues on, nearing the top, she looks up at him, finally noticing Johnny waiting. She perks up and waves excitedly, forgetting about the cameras momentarily as she spins to show him her dress in its entirety. From the outside looking in, it was a cute scene as Johnny gives her a quick thumbs up and she was called back toward the cameras. But from Johnny’s point of view, a sight only he saw, she was the epitome of innocence as she spun for him with wide eyes and radiating excitement. He could understand why she loved the dress so much. The bright lights reflected off the sparkles on her dress, she was as light as a feather and it had been a long time since he’s seen her like that. It was a welcome sight. He couldn’t believe how much she’d grown over the years, sometimes nearly forgetting she wasn’t 15 anymore.

“Good luck tonight,” Johnny bows politely to Kris as Lily comes up the final few steps.

“You too,” Kris smiles before turning back as one of her daughters comes out.

“Johnny oppa! I told you the dress was pretty, didn’t I tell you?” You grin excitedly, picking up the ends of your dress as you hurriedly make your way towards him.

“The dress is only pretty because of the girl wearing it, didn’t I tell you that earlier?” Johnny quips, ever the flirt who found momentary joy in watching his only female member get flustered.

“So sappy,” Lily chastises as she reaches out to inspect his own clothes. She pulls the coat a bit to see if his tattoo would peak out without it. It did, if you were curious, only a little though.

“You look rather dashing too,” she compliments. Johnny refrains from poking fun at how British she just sounded.

“Look at us, we’re a long way from those hideous outfits they made us wear,” Lily laughs as she pokes at his arm. The outfits she wore early in her career is a great point of shame for Lily, she still cringes whenever she thinks about it too deeply.

“They started styling us better years ago,” Johnny chuckles, throwing an arm around her as they continue on into the building.

“Sure they did, but this is our new new era,” Lily clarifies. Inside, they’re separated once more for dinner. No one actually eats much at the gala, it’s more of an opportunity to mingle with those around you. While Johnny stays near his seat, choosing to mingle with those already around him, Lily is swept up and away and into the crowd.

Johnny occasionally glances around in search of Lily, keeping an eye on her and what not. It was like second nature to him at this point. The last time he saw her, she was talking with a group of the Kardashian/Jenner sisters. She finally escapes to him after that, plopping down beside him with a sigh. Her social meter was definitely running out a bit.

“Having fun?” Johnny asks amusedly as she tests her head in her hand.

“Yes but I think I’ve talked to more strangers today than I have in my entire life,” she deadpans.

“Can you help me take these pins out of my head,” Lily asks, lowering her head so Johnny can take out all the pins and loosen her hair. She loved her hairstyle for the met, it framed her face so perfectly she felt like a fairy, but after a few hours she could feel the headache coming on.

“Oh, I like your hair down, you look more relaxed and laidback,” Johnny comments after he finishes fixing her hair. Yes, this new hairstyle only made Lily obsess over her outfit more.

“Have you eaten?” He asks, already holding out a spoonful of whatever they had put on his plate.

“I had some soup this morning. I asked for rice but they said they didn’t have any. Can you believe that? How can you run out of rice?” Lily asks incredulously, opening her mouth obediently and eating what he offered.

“What was that?” She asks with a slight grimace.

“I have no idea, but it’s better than nothing,” he shrugs, pushing the plate away. He, too, was guilty of neglecting the food.

“After this let’s get pizza,” Lily suggests.

“This is why I love your beautiful mind,” Johnny sighs dramatically as he grabs her head with both of his hands and shakes. She laughs as he does, grinning as he releases her with a quick peck to the top of her head.

“Ok, I’m going back out there,” she giggles, having recharged a bit with a person who brought her comfort

“And I think I’ll go out too,” Johnny nods, standing up with her.

“Find me if you need me and keep an eye on your drink, okay?” Johnny reminds her, to which she nods. She holds up her fist to which he bumps dutifully.

“Ok, break!”

[talk3tiv3]

I Have finished Cyberpunk 2077! AHHHH

So there's multiple endings to this, and I want to see which ending I'll end up with my kind of choices.

So I ended up with the DEVIL ending.

This was a really sad ending. Gosh, I wanted to cry. So my V decided to help Arasaka in the end. And she just- ended up all alone. But if I had to be honest, she still got people who wants to help her. She's not really alone, yknow.

The thing is my V isnt to help Arasaka. Its to help people around her. It don't matter whether they're corpo or the fact Johnny hates them.

Maybe my V had been selfish, tryna live, and trying to get Johnny out of her head.

Weird thing is my V and Johnny had a good relationship. I guess I ruined it the moment I decide to go on my own.

The thing is I didn't want to bomb up the Arasaka Tower, just too much damage. And of course, I didn't want to involve the Aldecaldos.

I wanted the city to know that Yorinobu killed his own dad. This NEEDED to be out there.

So after Arasaka saved V, she's basically under experiment, due to the side effects of pulling the biochip out of her. No Johnny, everything's quiet. They had to surgery her brain to fix the damage the biochip did. Her visions are also wonky.

Then there's an option, to let V be an engram or let her live another 6 months.

I, let V live another 6 months. Short, yes, but I guess the death part really is inevitable.

But 6 months is a good enough time to say goodbye. And even if you made mistakes well, I mean, give it to someone who has time to learn, am I right?

I'd be happy to just, spend it with River too.

So the ending was odd, we never get to see her live her last 6 months on Earth i guess. She threw away her bullet necklace angrily.

If I had to be honest, I'd be happy having Johnny in my head all time. It wouldn't be so empty. I'm willing to tolerate and live with it. But the decision was strictly either to follow Johnny or YOURSELF like a selfish person. But I don't want to imply she's selfish, I just want her to be able to let her do this in a calm way.

But welp, theres no calm way. Bodies were thrown all over anyway.

Now let me acknowledge Misty. Gosh. She made me do a double take when she says I'm evil for working for the people who killed Jackie. Firstly, I really miss Jackie too. Secondly, I'm not on their side. Like I said, I want the city to know, Yorinobu killed his dad. THATS what I want. But assisting with Hanako, the offer they could give me was getting rid of the biochip.

Sigh. I guess I'll do another ending. With Johnny this time.

In my defense, Arasaka was also having a civil war, so WHICH side of Arasaka killed Jackie, exactly?

The whole talk with Johnny in Cyberspace, also, I mean, SIR, I know we are sharing the same body, but YOU weren't the reason the word stubborn exist in the dictionary. So, I DONT get to be a little stubborn? I deserve the liberty to decide on my own, not let an engram decide for me. I AM the driver. Learn your place.

And yes, I should be grateful that Johnny saved me multiple times. I am. I really am. But something like this where my life is on the line, either you or me, I'm sorry, its gotta be me.

[bennyyrabbit]

Ok, because I don't care and also care too much to type all of this out, I'm just gonna say it in words, I'm using speech to text right now to make this post, because I just don't have the time or energy to type all of this out, let me tell you what is so weird about grimaces birthday playlist by McDonald's.

The first song that I thought was weird, I scrolled to like the 29 song before I thought something was like, extra weird right? And then I saw 5, oh, 5 by Arctic Monkeys. What absolutely entire wut and then was it ok everything gets a little weird from here boys a liar part 2 don't stop me now oh ok Kill Bill livin LA Vida loca dance the night from Barbie I'm assuming the actual over the new Barbie movie as it was birthday by the Beatles blue haired boy Madeline may who is that it's been so long the living tombstone you know the fucking 5 nights at Freddy's song what the fuck and then we go we get to a song and we get to a song title in a language that I don't speak which I believe is Spanish hey yeah hey yeah by outcast trees McCafferty funky town I don't know what that song is. Party rock Anthem it's a party song it's a birthday sure.

Ah next up for weird songs we have the Phoenix by fall out boy why this star man David Bowie ok sure I don't know why but sure baby by Justin Bieber and Lewis in ludicrous why and then to the next song that I thought was a little weird that I know is very soiree by Melanie Martinez no blood by whatever penguins which I think it just sounds weird what are those who is that what song is this OE MG buy new jeans pour some sugar on me Def Leppard what absolutely entirely what just dance party like it to birthday and then revived by dear of a cat from records of the s m p if you know what revived by this person you know that this is the song about Revived!Bur. They put the Revived!Bur song on this fucking playlist.

Next up for weird additions is a touch tone telephone by lemon demon what touch tone telephone this is what you went for are you serious on the floor which I guess makes sense it's a party song say ah say ah fucking Trey Songz and Fabolous I don't know how to announce that but yeah that's apparently a thing do to do do I didn't say that right I know that I didn't by black pink miracles by Kiera shared and pastor Mike junior because he's a junior I guess I don't know what that is birthday Selena Gomez hey its a birthday song understandable then you've got be quiet and drive (far away).

Also, oddly enough, we have washing machine heart, paranoid by Kanye West and Mr. Hudson, what the fuck I mean, sure, but why give me chocolate from baby metal, I don't even know if I want to know what that is step on me by the cardigans, what all eyes on me by or 3 oh, what the fuck is that welcome to the black parade, my chemical romance, and then what has epically assaulted me more so than anything else is the addition of Alexander Hamilton, the song from the musical Hamilton, written by Lin Manuel Miranda.

5/4, by the Gorillaz, 5 slash 4 by the Gorillaz. What the fuck is this for who is this for who cares about the gorillas who cares not me.

I'm eating my computer by Eliot Lee what the fuck is that American Pie but Don McLean I don't even know what that is be alright by Ariana Grande in the club 50 cent too good at goodbyes Sam Smith dumb Bine effects Neff x what the fuck is this for who is this party for carrousel Mr bungle who the fuck is Mr bungle call me maybe birthday suit Cosmo Sheldrake if you've heard that song that doesn't belong here thumbs by Sabrina Carpenter other I was also doesn't feel like it belongs here we're just gonna keep scrolling to ghost it's a ghost song it's phantom of the Opera ghost is there a reason apparently not Jimin a song by Jimin you know that guy you yknow that guy from BTS.

Yeah brought by Green day a boy named Sue by Johnny Cash tainted love by Marilyn Manson kid at heart by sing I won't say cause I don't know if I can pronounce it ah 1035 by tiesto and take McRae why the fuck the thirtieth by Billy Irish romance is boring bye something that I won't say for fear of mispronouncing it Cherry bomb the runaways love you like a love song Selena Gomez cake by Remi wolf war of hearts by Ruelle I don't even know if I said that right ocean man by ween be yourself my boy story gangstas paradise you know that song for whom the bell tolls remastered by Metallica song confetti by little mix talk to you by Ricky Mon kids by Melina and late Verlaine, why the fuck an open letter to whoever is listening by beautiful eulogy what the fuck.

So I'm red moon by will wood and the tapeworms, who the fuck knows this song, and for why obsessed by Mariah Carey, fill me up, buttercup, by the foundations, let's get it started by a Luna. I don't know who that even is sure for me by a Aurora can't stop singing from teen beach movie. From teen beach movie the Disney Channel original movie movie.

Goofy goober rock by sponge Bob square pants from the SpongeBob screen it's it's shut up and dance walk the moon boom boom boom boom by Vengaboys kiss me by sixpence none the richer die don't know who the fuck that even is it's normal by John Cougar trust me whatever it is I doubt that it's normal another song in a language that I can't speak just buy fucking Radiohead I only have eyes for you the flamingos from their album flamingo serenade let it go from frozen hero by Monsta X lavender by Penelope Scott cool kids by Eco Smith what thunder imagine dragons believe look re I might not even said that correctly I don't know how much this is picking up FIVE FINGAZ TO THE FACE FROM VICTORIOUS.

Is everyone understanding why I'm so baffled by this existence thanks like it's her birthday by good Charlotte baby one more time by Britney Spears paranoid the 2012 remaster by Black Sabbath. 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton y Macarena by Los Del Rio highway to hell by AC DC sunroof, you know that catch YB song Waffle House by the Jonas Brothers, the Jonas Brothers have a song called Waffle House fucking ok, then Prince Ali, the Will Smith version, you know the one from the live action, and I guess lush life by czar Larson, take you dancing by Jason Rullo cheese by 5 sings of summer Gangnam Style bye p s y.

I hope everybody understands that I don't want to be here sparkly abs by see g 5 and captain sparkles low by Florida and T-Pain Cupid, the twin version by 5050, except it's, the sped up version peaches from that movie, you know the movie we all know

Hmm, let's see here, YMCA lip gloss by Lil Mama, don't stop the music by Rihanna, the purple people eater by chef Bouley, I feel like whoever put that on really should have thought first, because for some reason, a bunch of people have decided that grimace is killing people that don't like the grimmest shake fuck if I know

Let's see all star by smash mouth, everyone wants to rule the world, tears for fears life by the sea by to go and see g 5, I think this is I'm gonna laugh to listen to one, nope, never mind, I thought this was what I thought it was, but it wasn't what I thought it was, so I'm glad that it wasn't what I thought, it was a good second to EQ and tu I tu eres that was fun goodbye by will wood, I don't even know if that makes any sense, I hate this I'm gonna kill myself why oh my, why am I doing this to myself

I guess I'm doing this with, you can understand how wild this is running up that hill by Kate bush chicken fried by Zac Brown band bigger ing the original demo, kill me, rude by magic House of memories by panic at the disco shut lala bye, too young lights out by mindless self indulgence, if you don't know who mindless self indulgence is be glad because I don't know what this is, I hate drag EULA by Rob Zombie, Riptide by Vance, joy Fiesta by is own I don't there's a weird asterisk in their name for some reason

Beautiful girls by Sean Kingston, a sap bye stay see Betty get money by Yung gravy numb by Lincoln Park, who let the dogs out by Baha men rock and roll all nite by kiss, Grow by Conan gray Hansel by Sodikken what the fuck what for

I'm dog days are over by Florence and the machine pussy toes by Pierce the veil grown by daisy in the scouts LA Lisa by Lisa among us in real life by Rebecca says a lot Zama Zama lo I don't know the new birthday song from ride the fucking cyclone escape room buy from us underscore 9 I guess I hate this I don't think this is eligible very well but I don't really care because I just need to get my thoughts out blind by Korn mind over matter by young the giant love shot by x O I'm gonna kill myself dance monkey by tones and I I hate that fucking song Barbie Girl by aqua begging bae Mana skin if we have each other by Alec Benjamin tell me by Wonder Girls life is a highway by rascal Flatts eg by the garden phony by will step son I want to die Mr telephone man by new edition what is that never felt my labyrinth I'm gonna kill myself deadlines by Ruth v mask, saucy drip remix your new boyfriend by Wilbur Shaw. That's what that's all it that's right next to each other, I'm gonna die La Da See by Cody Simpson and if you, if you had a gacha phase, then you know La Da See by Cody Simpson and I feel bad for you

I hate this Cupid's chokehold and breakfast in America by gym class heroes, none little bug, bye m bye hold what the fuck is this solo by Jenny logo by see celebrate good kind, good times by funk town America, happy birthday by Weird Al yankovich, all great Weird Al Yankovic hayloft by mother, mother everything black by unlike Pluto Wap birthday party glue song, calm down with Selena Gomez love by cake bike KC ako I don't even think I pronounce that right sweater weather Mr. Blue sky boomerang by Jojo Siwa hot wings, you know, that song from Rio, I'm just gonna I hate this who made this damn it Stacy's Mom by fountains of Wayne, falling for ya also from teen beach movie toxic, my boy with uke stalkers to go by auto heart, hey, home by cave town soldier, poet king Mexico by Carrie Underwood, all the small things by blink, 182. I'm just naming certain ones, I'm not gonna name, all of them, Kuz that's too much electric love, the Schuyler Sisters, what'd I miss, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I hate this so much, I'm gonna die, I hate this, I'm gonna die, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, why am I doing this to myself?

Lets lets lets lets keep going jealous by address friends by chase Atlantic Sunday by the cranberries all around me by flyleaf, if you know that song, that chick talk was fighting over if it was a thing about subspace or sexual assault, or Christians, apparently, I don't know first girlfriend by Titus, freaks, by surf curse, oui, by Jeremiah, you know, we like, O u, I, we, we we by Jeremiah, you know the French word, oui.

I don't want to be here crush by Tessa violet lunatic by Luna but with the end in the day is weird things Mr bright side by the killers wannabe by Spice Girls I think I might have said that already Genesis by Grimes Grimes I don't mind system by Louis Tomlinson you know that one song that Louis has that is for some reason super duper fucking email put your records on by rip mommy mom mommy I don't fucking know puppy princess by hot freaks I don't like that title at all should I stay or should I go by the clash no scrubs by TLC aha like a g 6 that song House of Holbein from 6th kill me cheeseburger in paradise by Jimmy Buffett there's nothing holding me back by Shawn Mendez. I just can't do this anymore for he's a jolly good fellow by the countdown kids are you satisfied by Marina Undertale by Toby fox just a girl by no doubt something in the orange by Jack Bryan Zach Bryan not Jack Jack moves like Jagger by maroon 5 and Christina Aguilera kill me in the entire face I hate this epic happy birthday song by epic happy birthday everybody that's back Street's back I hate this song I hate the stupid Backstreet Boys the sound of Simon silence by Simon and Garfunkel me and your Mama by Childish Gambino I actually really like Childish Gambino when I rule the world by Liz I don't want to live forever you know that song from 50 shades my alcoholic friends by the Dresden Dolls which I am almost entirely sure that I saw in a Renfield playlist

Message to loser overcast skies waste my time by Johnny Orlando, you know that one kid that I don't think anybody knows who is Insane that song about that cannibal from Hazbin Hotel I'm gonna die

I don't think you guys understand how much I do not want to do this

Twin size mattress by the front bottoms head will roll heads will roll by yeah yeah yeahs and yes in fact I don't know if y'all seen this post but somebody made a post about how there's a porn hub song by Pornhub on this playlist by Pornhub on Pornhub yeah that's one that's one Pompeii by Bastille angry lizard noise I'm gonna kill I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I hate this worth it featuring kid ink best news ever by mercy me I hate myself awesome sauce by did you reason by dreamcatcher mining means by Bonnie grace I don't want to be here good golly miss Molly by Creedence Clearwater Revival 5 nights at Freddy's security beach frenzy cause that's another song sail by AWOL nation ho hey by the Lumineers the chicken wing chicken lose yourself by Eminem, so let's you by Ed Sheeran, I hate this, so much bad to the bone by George Thorogood and the destroyers, I thought, so I thought it was the destroyers makes sense to me, watch me whip NAE NAE man or Muppet life in the Dreamhouse from the TV series Barbie in the Dreamhouse, she wants me to be loved by the happy fits, which is actually really good song, I hope you're happy now bye Carly Pearce and Lee Brice ceilings by Lizzie McAlpine work for it by big time rush from the new big time rush album, another life I'm gonna die I hate this

Let's see the red means I love you by Mads Merkley, werewolf, boyfriend, Disko warp made mix go Disko warp, if they have a boy or boyfriend, whatever citizen erased by Muse, ain't it fun by Paramore, born for this by the score I'm gonna die right now in my I want to die you can't fight the Homestuck by Broadway Homestuck someone gets hurt, the mean girls Broadway show free show by dirty palm and let's plays don't say love by Leanne spin eternally pixel pig thanks for the memories, but it's the Nate wants to battle cover. Moth to the flame with the weekend by Swedish house Mafia I'm not a vampire by falling in reverse gear, Maria count me in by all time low, dear Theodosia is a reprise from the Hamilton mix mix tape, I don't wanna be here at all interlude Ivy showtime, I don't know if you've heard that, but if you had, this does not belong on here, and you would know that say my name from Beetlejuice. How long bye to flow from the show euphoria apparently to the bone by JT music, you know that fan made song from Undertale that fun ass song again, another one myself, bye basi, I hate this, kill me in the face, monkeys spinning monkeys Wii Sports theme, the cult of Dionysus by the Ori on experience kill me lonely day by system of a down eyes without a face by Billy Idol, the masochism tango by Tom Lehrer

I'm really don't want to be doing this guys. I really don't want to be doing this.

Ah, let's see smooth operator, the single version never ever getting rid of me from waitress jazz on the clock. We're all in this together from high School Musical staying alive by the bee Gee's closer by the Chainsmokers alien blues by Vonda bar industry baby bye lo mas x area codes, free bird. The Knights by a vici I don't wanna be here, classic bae m k t O tongue tied by group Love, it took me by surprise by Maria Mena, hey soul sister by train nothing bye bad lo by bad boy, halo, c g 5 and hyper potions, and I think somebody else. Derby queen by red ants, really like a virgin by motley, Crue motley crew, of all people, are you serious, motley Crue. 7 nation army by the white stripes. I just hate all of these so much because I don't mind majority of these songs by themselves, but when you smash painted black by the Rolling Stones and country girl, shake it for me by Luke Bryan in to the same playlist, there is something wrong with you. Bodies by drowning pool as well, there is something wrong with you.

Oh Jesus, happy face by Tate McRae, a star is born from Hercules, bury the light by Casey Edwards, evil by Interpol 17 the reprise from the Heathers musical with Barrett Wilbert weed, do I want to be here not at all

Lost on you by LP you know that one person that I don't think anybody really knows who is rise up by a m I m e exile and Veronica Bravo who the hello those I don't know dumb dumb by Maisie but the sped up version something to hide by grandson which is a brand new song mind you like that just came out recently like recently recently like I just found that song 2 weeks ago cake by the ocean by d n c e were in the songs that were only added a week ago my new by the way it now I just take my wallet by Jack stop is micro pop the middle by Jimmy eat world Mambo number 5 somewhere only we know the green clad the glee version the glee version the glee version with Darren Criss the glee version ok by cigarettes after sex you can't hide the fun ass song blonde RSS heart attack the rock version the greatest show from greatest showman but the one with Hugh Jackman and not that weird revive come on Eileen by Dexys midnight runners everything moves by bronze radio return trust fund baby why I don't tweet what the fuck are you doing it Saint Bernard by Lincoln human by rag 'n' bone man here and now by letters to Cleo song 2 by blur ride by 21 pilots down on my tail Cruz hello BBY O m f g glimpse of us by Joji putting on the Ritz by taco but boy bye d e v O 1000 years by Christina Perry kid sugar pop I love girls where my Rosemary goes by Edison lighthouse ain't no line up by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell between you and me by Clementine work toda very by Devlin I don't know Broadway girls buy little dirt and Morgan Wallen Friday theme by ugly burger zero lonely by Akon Scotty doesn't know by Lustra spin back by Scooty Wap who is that wolf in sheep's clothing by set it off. Survived the night by Mondo pony, also another motherfucking fnaf song

This is probably entirely ineligible but I do not have the time or the reason or the want to type all of this out so we got mi gente by j Bhavan and Willy Willy and we got the least knobby dad we got hand clap we got 20 inches my saloojee I said that wrong hello Kitty by Avril Levine did I mention from the descendants movie the first one get that for some reason make you mine by public cruise by Florida Georgia line I hate them freezing moon by mayhem we are close to the bottom can't hold us by Macklemore in my mind by Dean or no hide from the Spider-Man movie into the spider while this her which is a really good song and it was just added 5 days ago

Again, I do not want to be here and I do not want to be doing this

Jungle jobs by dial friend about the 28th to 2008 fuck the sentences words I want to kill myself 2008 remaster by yes Obama prison by ice bore BNR live like you were dying by Tim McGraw the Brits are coming because that's a song title apparently a song by the doors the doors are pretty good actually I really want to die I don't want to be doing this but I forced myself to do it we got which by Devin Cole one kiss by Calvin Harris and Dua Lipa I'm the biggest bird by St Mer cat for whatever reason happy face by Jaguar twin Ross beaten by Bonnie m a punk by vampire weekend take on me by a ha what's new Pussycat by Tom Jones put your records on by Corinne Bailey Rae my are bi LA Liya if you don't know this song good for you are you sure thing by Miguel, I don't know what that song even is

Lifeboat from Heathers the musical senpai instrumental Friday night funk in volume 2 I don't know what this is but I'm really curious so I will check that out later we are now in songs added 3 days ago because they are adding songs to this right now apparently they got let it go from Doctor Seuss is movie we got this song is awesome from ride the cyclone holler boys by Upchurch holler boys the fine print by the stupendous I'm gonna die the sound of silence by disturbed somebody to love by Brittany Murphy the time war by Richard O'Brian it's from absolute treasures the Rocky Horror picture show Chau whatever take on me by Astrophysics physics what the fuck is that I mean I know that that is a kind of science but I don't I didn't know that there was like a band or anything now songs added 2 days ago, and the one that I've decided is most notice most notable from 2 days ago, is it only by Dove Cameron from the descendants movie by Disney