#boy bye is a bop

[stuckinapril]

THE BOY IS MINE I CAN’T WAIT TO TRY HIM LE-LET’S GET INTERTWINED THE STARS THEY ALIGNED THE BOY IS MINE WATCH ME TAKE MY TIME I CAN’T BELIEVE MY MIND THE BOY IS DIVINE BOY IS MINE

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Yes votes / Artist - Song title / Poll number / Showdown votes / * Showdown Winner

95% A-ha - Take On Me #91 - 45.2% *

94,8% Boney M. - Rasputin #37 - 49,3% *

94,6% Beethoven - Symphony No. 5 #223 - 16,5%

94,3% Dolly Parton - Jolene #110 - 43,1% *

94,1% Britney Spears - Toxic #04 - 51,9% *

94% Green Day - American Idiot #264 - 29,6% *

92,8% The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black #236 - 20% *

92,5% Outkast - Hey Ya! #260 - 49,6% *

92% Fleetwood Mac - The Chain #116 - 44,4% * 92% The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army #268 - 19,7%

91,5% Stevie Wonder - Superstition #261 - 15,9%

91% The Cranberries - Zombie #323 - 44,8% *

90,9% Smash Mouth - All Star #336 - 62,2% *

90,6% Louis Armstrong - What a Wonderful World #301 - 20,9%

90,3% Michael Sembello - Maniac #227 - 6,2%

90,2% Dead or Alive - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) #163 - 30,8% *

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89,1% Kansas - Carry On Wayward Son #171 - 51% *

88,6% Bon Jovi - Livin' on a Prayer #307 - 25,1% *

88,3% Harold Faltermeyer - Axel F #289 - 18,4%

87,9% Madonna - Like a Prayer #313 - 34,6% *

87,8% The Weeknd - Blinding Lights #233 - 14,4%

87,6% Gotye featuring Kimbra - Somebody That I Used to Know #267 - 15,1%

86,8% Gnarls Barkley - Crazy #206 - 17,3%

86,6% Amy Winehouse - Back to Black #190 - 32,9 *

86,3% Chumbawamba - Tubthumping #82 - 24,9%

86,2% AFI - Miss Murder #306 - 16,8%

86,1% Mary J. Blige - Family Affair #308 - 5,5%

86% Chuck Berry - Johnny B. Goode #53 - 18,6%

85,6% Santana featuring Rob Thomas - Smooth #205 - 19,1%

85,5% Dido - Thank You #120 - 5,6%

85,3% Ricky Martin - La Bomba #132 - 8,3% 85,3% Billy Idol - Rebel Yell #197 - 23,9%

85,2% Queen - The Show Must Go On #142 - 20,9%

85% Green Day - Basket Case #47 - 27,6% *

84,9% Ramones - Blitzkrieg Bop #41 - 15,8%

84,7% The Cardigans - Lovefool #135 - 24,2% *

84,5% Elvis Presley - Can't Help Falling in Love #136 - 18,8%

84,4% Daryl Hall & John Oates - Out of Touch #67 - 31,4% *

84,3% Blur - Song 2 #222 - 18,6%

84,2% The Sweet - The Ballroom Blitz #226 - 15,8%

83,8% Kylie Minogue - Can't Get You Out of My Head #302 - 15,8%

82,7% Nightwish - The Phantom of the Opera #144 - 8,6%

82,6% Junior Senior - Move Your Feet #76 - 6,5%

82,5% Blackstreet featuring Dr. Dre and Queen Pen - No Diggity #249 - 37,8% * 82,5% Robert Miles - Children #270 - 2,9%

82,4% Myrkur - Tor i Helheim #54 - 7% 82,4% Tracy Chapman - Fast Car #145 - 32,5% *

82% Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way #105 - 19,2%

81,9% Blue Swede - Hooked on a Feeling #152 - 17,1% * 81,9% 3 Doors Down - Kryptonite #167 - 15,1%

81,7% Daft Punk - Around the World #231 - 18,2%

81,6% N Sync - Bye Bye Bye #52 - 26,9% * 81,6% Shakira featuring Alejandro Sanz - La Tortura #269 - 4,8%

81,5% Israel Kamakawiwo'ole - Somewhere Over the Rainbow #42 - 16,7%

81,1% Metallica - Enter Sandman #200 - 32,5% *

80,7% Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity #72 - 17,9%

80,6% Fatboy Slim - Praise You #237 - 6,5%

80,5% Pixies - Where Is My Mind? #148 - 13,5% 80,5% Roxette - The Look #225 - 5,7%

80,2% Oasis - Wonderwall #157 - 16%

80,1% Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun #119 - 14,9%

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79,9% Dee Dee Sharp - Mashed Potato Time #326 - 0,7%

79,8% Christina Aguilera - Candyman #228 - 5,9%

79,6% Fats Waller - Ain't Misbehavin' #179 - 7,1% 79,6% Deep Purple - Smoke on the Water #238 - 7,2%

79,4% Falco - Rock Me Amadeus #185 - 23,2% 79,4% Enrique Iglesias - Bailamos #304 - 6,2%

79,3% Rick Astley - Never Gonna Give You Up - #Bonus Poll

79,1% Runrig - Gamhna Gealla #281 - 4,5%

78,8% Shakira - Ojos Así #75 - 7,5% 78,8% MUCC - Libra #263 - 1,7% 78,8% The Platters - Only You (And You Alone) #315 - 3,8%

78,7% The Jacksons - Blame It on the Boogie #220 - 15,8%

78,5% Kaoma - Lambada #57 - 4,2%

78,4% Danny Elfman - This Is Halloween #05 - 13,9%

78,2% Panic at the Disco - The Ballad of Mona Lisa #78 - 18,5% *

78% Panjabi MC - Mundian To Bach Ke #64 - 5,3% 78% Wang Heye - Windy #298 - 3,3%

77,8% Plastic Bertrand - Ça Plane Pour Moi #318 - 11,3%

77,7% Tenacious D - Tribute #201 - 23,6% * 77,7% Meat Loaf - I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) #325 - 11%

77,6% Jimi Hendrix - All Along the Watchtower #95 - 13.1% 77,6% Nirvana - The Man Who Sold the World #118 - 10,7%

77,2% Psy - Gangnam Style #255 - 22,4%

77% Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road #22 - 29,4% * 77% Kesha - Blow #38 - 12,1%

76,9% The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony #271 - 32,5% *

76,6% Santiano - Gott muss ein Seemann sein #276 - 7,6%

76,4% Salt-N-Pepa with En Vogue - Whatta Man #134 - 15,1% 76,4% George Michael - Freedom! #219 - 17,2%

76,3% Johnny Cash - Hurt #81 - 35,6% * 76,3% Red Hot Chili Peppers - Otherside #92 - 8.2% 76,3% The Offspring - Gone Away #143 - 5,9% 76,3% The Longest Johns - Hoist Up The Thing #169 - 7,8%

76% Foo Fighters - The Pretender #111 - 14,2%

75,9% Queens of the Stone Age - No One Knows #87 - 12,9%

75,7% Nothing but Thieves - Is Everybody Going Crazy? #113 - 3,7% 75,7% Warren G featuring Nate Dogg - Regulate #244 - 9,2%

75,5% Tarkan - Şımarık #94 - 3.1% 75,5% Lenny Kravitz - Are You Gonna Go My Way #246 - 24,6%

75,4% Jerry Lee Lewis - Great Balls of Fire #188 - 8,8% 75,4% Arash featuring Rebecca Zadig - Temptation #332 - 2,2%

75,3% The Doors - Light My Fire #319 - 15,3%

75,2% Eiffel 65 - Blue (Da Ba Dee) #147 - 14,2% 75,2% Duran Duran - Ordinary World #257 - 14,2% 75,2% Anastacia - Not That Kind #335 - 3,1%

75,1% Kent - Kärleken Väntar #202 - 4,3%

74,9% Måneskin - Off My Face #151 - 7,9%

74,8% Måneskin - Zitti e Buoni #16 - 33% * 74,8% Fiona Apple - Criminal #329 - 9,6%

74,6% Nat King Cole - Nature Boy #09 - 7,2% 74,6% Within Temptation - Stand My Ground #165 - 6,4% 74,6% Pink - Who Knew #166 - 8,4%

74,5% Crazy Town - Butterfly #275 - 8,8%

74,4% Go_A - Shum #177 - 18,7%

74,3% Arash - Tike Tike Kardi #137 - 2,6%

74,2% Nelly - Hot in Herre #278 - 11,5%

73,6% Paula Abdul - Straight Up #156 - 6,2%

73,5% Tina Turner - GoldenEye #195 - 10,1% 73,5% Shaggy - Boombastic #262 - 4,5%

73,4% Babymetal featuring F.Hero - Pa Pa Ya!! #322 - 7,8%

73,3% Beck - Loser #124 - 16,4% 73,3% Massive Attack - Teardrop #187 - 17,4%

73,2% The Avalanches - Frontier Psychiatrist #232 - 8,2%

72,9% Britney Spears - Break the Ice #300 - 13,6% 72,9% Prince and the Revolution - Raspberry Beret #328 - 7,2%

72,7% Iggy Pop - Lust for Life #199 - 7,6% 72,7% Whitney Houston - I Have Nothing #218 - 11,9%

72,6% Evanescence - Imaginary #44 - 13,5%

72,5% Gackt - Vanilla #282 - 16,8%

72% Robbie Williams - The Road to Mandalay #129 - 3,9%

71,8% Billie Piper - Day & Night #173 - 5,6%

71,7% Lil Green - Why Don't You Do Right? #34 - 1,8%

71,6% Bad Lip Reading - Seagulls! (Stop It Now) #209 - 18,5%

71,3% Leila K featuring Papa Dee - Rude Boy #288 - 3,6%

71,2% Mötley Crüe - Dr. Feelgood #309 - 4,9%

71,1% Cab Calloway - Minnie the Moocher #130 - 14,4% 71,1% Ladaniva - Jako #259 - 2%

71% Udit Narayan - Bholi Si Surat #141 - 1,5%

70,9% Nine Inch Nails - Closer #93 - 22%

70,8% Eric Clapton - Tears in Heaven #295 - 8,2%

70,7% Ryan Gosling - I'm Just Ken #159 - 12,4%

70,6% The Lightning Seeds - You Showed Me #59 - 2,7% 70,6% Savage Garden - To the Moon and Back #83 - 7%

70,5% Queen - Mustapha #29 - 11,4%

70,4% Soggy Bottom Boys - I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow #26 - 22,3% 70,4% Metallica - Wherever I May Roam #77 - 8,6% 70,4% Johnny Cash - Don't Take Your Guns to Town #298 - 12,9% 70,4% Franz Ferdinand - Fresh Strawberries #324 - 3,3%

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69,9% MUCC - Ryuusei #19 - 7,4%

69,6% Michael Crawford, Barbra Streisand - Put On Your Sunday Clothes #311 - 6,2% 69,6% Eagle-Eye Cherry - Save Tonight #321 - 7,2%

69,5% Spooks - Things I've Seen #104 - 0,8%

69,2% Flo Rida feat Kesha - Right Round #02 - 6,2%

69,1% Dogstar - Breathe Tonight #251 - 1,4% 69,1% Tanita Tikaram - Twist in My Sobriety #291 - 6,7%

68,9% Era - Ameno (Remix) #24 - 4,8% 68,9% M.I.A. - Paper Planes #229 - 19% *

68,8% Nat King Cole - When I Fall in Love #215 - 9,4% 68,8% Maroon 5 - Makes Me Wonder #216 - 8,5%

68,5% Linkin Park - Bleed It Out #63 - 23,9% 68,5% Snow - Informer #139 - 4,7%

68,4% Iggy Pop - Real Wild Child (Wild One) #305 - 2,5%

68,3% Run-DMC featuring Aerosmith - Walk This Way #127 - 10,9%

68,2% Limahl - The NeverEnding Story #60 - 9,8% 68,2% Nelly Furtado - Maneater #160 - 17,1% * 68,2% Abhijeet - Ole Ole #193 - 1,7% 68,2% Three Days Grace - Now or Never #337 - 6,9%

68,1% Stromae - L'enfer #89 - 9,8%

67,9% Urban Symphony - Rändajad #90 - 2,2% 67,9% Papa Roach - Getting Away with Murder #339 - 8,3%

67,8% Muse - Endlessly #107 - 9,4%

67,7% Poornima - Channe Ke Khet Mein #253 - 1,3%

67,6% My Chemical Romance - Sing #80 - 17,3%

67,3% “Weird Al” Yankovic - White & Nerdy #43 - 16%

67,1% Ice Nine Kills - Welcome To Horrorwood #280 - 7,6%

67% Avicii - Hey Brother #164 - 13,9%

66,8% Jamiroquai - Deeper Underground #258 - 5,3%

66,7% The Hives - Two-Timing Touch and Broken Bones #58 - 2,7%

66,6% Antique - Opa Opa #213 - 2,5%

66,4% Kiss - Heaven's on Fire #338 - 2,9%

66,3% System of a Down - B.Y.O.B. #128 - 26,2% *

66% Texas - Summer Son #154 - 2,6% 66% Tarkan - Şıkıdım (Hepsi Senin Mi?) #292 - 3,6%

65,9% Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee #279 - 4,9% 65,9% Måneskin - Mammamia #283 - 22,2% *

65,8% Cliff Edwards - When You Wish Upon a Star #85 - 2,2% 65,8% Pātea Māori Club - Poi E #286 - 9,3%

65,7% Modern Talking - Brother Louie #50 - 4% 65,7% Ivan Campo - Dice Man #181 - 1,2%

65,5% All Seeing I - Beat Goes On #256 - 1,7%

65,4% Harry McClintock - The Big Rock Candy Mountains #131 - 6,7% 65,4% Jessica Folcker - Tell Me What You Like #247 - 2,1%

65,2% Eimear Quinn - The Voice #32 - 2,5% 65,2% 2Pac featuring Dr. Dre and Roger Troutman - California Love #121 - 8,3% 65,2% Radio Company - Drowning #172 - 2,2% 65,2% Sabrina Carpenter - Espresso #208 - 7,1% 65,2% Kiltro - All The Time In The World #224 - 2,4%

65,1% Samantha Mumba - Gotta Tell You #242 - 4,1% 65,1% Timbaland featuring Nelly Furtado and Justin Timberlake - Give It to Me #310 - 2%

64,7% Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch #162 - 9%

64,6% Gorillaz - Stylo #61 - 15,8% 64,6% Duran Duran - The Chauffeur #133 - 7,1%

64,4% Alice Cooper - Poison #01 - 10,5% 64,4% Depeche Mode - It's No Good #101 - 9,1%

64,2% Ace of Base - Happy Nation #192 - 3,8%

64,1% Destiny’s Child - Jumpin’, Jumpin’ #51 - 12,7%

64% 2 Unlimited - No Limit #182 - 3,2% 64% 30 Seconds to Mars - Battle of One #183 - 3,9% 64% Jack Johnson - Banana Pancakes #330 - 3,3%

63,8% Kongos - Come With Me Now #17 - 15,9% 63,8% A. R. Rahman - Jai Ho #40 - 4,6%

63,7% Eminem featuring Nate Dogg - 'Till I Collapse #239 - 2,1%

63,6% Björk - Army of Me #214 - 19,7% * 63,6% Aaliyah - Try Again #217 - 7,6%

63,4% 50 Cent - Candy Shop #320 - 12,2%

63,3% Dua Lipa - New Rules #126 - 10,6% 63,3% Smashing Pumpkins - Zero #327 - 5,1%

63,1% Olly Murs - Heart Skips A Beat #106 - 2,2% 63,1% David Bowie - Life on Mars? #235 - 16,9%

63% Moby - Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad? #123 - 3,8%

62,6% Métisse - Boom Boom Bâ #287 - 4,2%

62,4% 30 Seconds to Mars - Fallen #30 - 5,5% 62,4% Beastie Boys - Intergalactic #153 - 16% 62,4% The Castells - Some Enchanted Evening #207 - 1,3%

62,3% Childish Gambino - This Is America #71 - 18,2% 62,3% the Chemical Brothers - Galvanize #191 - 7%

62% Billie Eilish - No Time to Die #168 - 5%

61,7% Korn - Did My Time #194 - 6% 61,7% Ginuwine - Pony #297 - 12,8%

61,4% The Prodigy - Breathe #112 - 4,5%

61,3% Blue Stahli - One Last Breath #99 - 1.8%

61,2% Verka Serduchka - Dancing Lasha Tumbai #284 - 14,5%

61,1% Wham! - Everything She Wants #108 - 6,5%

61% Skunk Anansie - Weak #196 - 4,3%

60,7% Gyllene Tider - Sommartider #274 - 2,2%

60,6% Lordi - Hard Rock Hallelujah #70 - 9,9% 60,6% Kwoon featuring Babet - King Of Sea #115 . 0,5%

60,4% No Doubt - Sunday Morning #265 - 4,1%

60,3% My Chemical Romance - Bury Me In Black #294 - 19% *

60,2% Toni Braxton - You're Makin' Me High #155 - 1,4%

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59,2% Reol - The Sixth Sense #266 - 1,7% 59,2% Puscifer - Rev 22.20 #334 - 5,4%

58,9% AC/DC - Hail Caesar #158 - 3,2% 58,9% Linkin Park - Waiting for the End #272 - 16,9%

58,7% Duran Duran - The Wild Boys #21 - 9,6%

58,5% Nova Twins - Antagonist #68 - 4,5%

58,4% Ava Max - Torn #331 - 2,8%

58,1% Madonna - Live to Tell #184 - 3%

57,6% Coldplay - Hymn for the Weekend #234 - 4,4%

56,8% Mendez - Adrenaline #23 - 1,2% 56,8% Sash! - Ecuador #73 - 1,7% 56,8% Anouk - Nobody's Wife #176 - 2,2%

56,7% George Michael and Mary J. Blige - As #62 - 3,2% 56,7% Kelis - Trick Me #175 - 4,2%

56,6% Nikka Costa - Like A Feather #48 - 0,6% 56,6% Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds & Kylie Minogue - Where the Wild Roses Grow #103 - 5,7%

56,3% Beyoncé - Work It Out #340 - 5,2%

56,1% Margaret Berger - I Feed You My Love #117 - 0,8%

55,9% Blur - Coffee & TV #56 - 9,7%

55,8% Kool & the Gang - Too Hot #277 - 3% 55,8% Chris de Burgh - The Lady in Red #314 - 4,2%

55,7% Big Brovaz - Nu Flow #65 - 0,9% 55,7% K’s Choice - Everything For Free #79 - 1,2% 55,7% AISHA and Jamison Boaz - Love the Subhuman Self #211 - 4,2%

55,5% System of a Down - Fuck the System #293 - 16,1%

55,4% Moby - Natural Blues #07 - 2,5% 55,4% Janet Jackson featuring Q-Tip and Joni Mitchell - Got 'til It's Gone #146 - 2,2%

55,2% Rammstein - Engel #35 - 7,3%

55,1% Maximum the Hormone - What's Up, People?! #138 - 10,6% 55,1% Eros Ramazzotti - Più Bella Cosa #290 - 3,6%

55% DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince - Summertime #273 - 4,9%

54,6% John Lennon - Imagine #203 - 5,3%

54,5% Billie Myers - Tell Me #86 - 0,9% 54,5% Lana Del Rey - High by the Beach #186 - 4,4%

54,3% Chthonic - Takao #285 - 2,9%

54% Aqua - Turn Back Time #28 - 8,2%

53,9% Ardis - No Man's Land #88 - 0,9%

53,5% Kylie Minogue - Confide In Me #13 - 5,2%

53,4% Apashe - Lord & Master #170 - 1,5%

53,2% Sugababes - Overload #312 - 4,3%

53% LL Cool J featuring Boyz II Men #243 - 3,4% 53% Maxim featuring Skin - Carmen Queasy #245 - 3,2%

52,8% Madonna - Who's That Girl #18 - 9,8%

52,7% Aerosmith - Falling in Love (Is Hard on the Knees) #84 - 3,5% 52,7% MUCC - Daikirai #161 - 2,1%

52,2% Marilyn Manson - The Fight Song #49 - 2,1%

52,1% DJ Shadow - Six Days #180 - 2%

51,6% Bomfunk MC's - Freestyler #14 - 6%

51,5% Foals - Tron #210 - 1,6%

51,3% Mariah Carey - The Roof (Back in Time) #46 - 1,4% 51,3% Mori Calliope & Reol - 虚像のCarousel #55 - 5,6%

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49,9% Basement Jaxx - Where's Your Head At #31 - 6,9%

49,8% Shaggy - Hey Sexy Lady #122 - 4,1%

49,7% Warren G & Sissel - Prince Igor #20 - 2,2%

49% Billie Eilish - NDA #10 - 2,6%

47,7% Massive Attack - Angel #39 - 5,9%

47,5% Adam Tensta - My Cool #11 - 1%

47,4% Slipknot - The Blister Exists #100 - 2,6%

47,3% The Lonely Island featuring Michael Bolton - Jack Sparrow #221 - 9,1% 47,3% Burna Boy featuring 21 Savage - Sittin' on Top of the World #248 - 1,9%

47% Seether - Fuck It #74 - 2,6%

46,9% Rhiannon Giddens - Way Over Yonder #102 - 1,2%

46,8% Spiritbox - Rotoscope #66 - 2,6%

46,6% Sabrina Carpenter - Feather #25 - 4,6%

46,5% Stray Kids - Slash #316 - 4,1%

46% Prince - The Greatest Romance Ever Sold #69 - 2,6%

45,6% Jimmy Cliff feat Lebo M - Hakuna Matata #06 - 2%

45,3% Youssou N'Dour and Neneh Cherry - 7 Seconds #212 - 3,3%

44,9% Alcazar - Physical #254 - 0,9%

44,3% 3T and Michael Jackson - Why #114 - 0,7%

44,2% Tones and I - Dance Monkey #178 - 6,1%

44,1% Scooter - Friends #230 - 0,8% 44,1% Darren Hayes - Hero #252 - 1,2%

43,9% The Prodigy - No Good (Start the Dance) #08 - 2,6% 43,9% David Bowie - I'm Afraid of Americans #33 - 8,5% 43,9% Faithless - Insomnia #109 - 2,9%

43,8% Jonas Brothers - Only Human #204 - 2%

43,1% Atari Teenage Riot - Speed #317 - 4,1%

42,7% Fatboy Slim - Weapon of Choice #12 - 16,3%

42,6% Eminem - Rabbit Run #27 - 2,9%

42,1% Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men - One Sweet Day #296 - 3,8%

41,5% Destiny's Child - With Me #198 - 3,2%

41,2% Diana Ross - If We Hold On Together #241 - 10,8%

40,6% Michael Jackson - Will You Be There #45 - 2,3%

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39,8% Alanis Morissette - I Was Hoping #96 - 1.6%

38,8% Wyclef Jean - Gone Till November #36 - 1,1%

38,5% Bright Light Bright Light featuring Mark Gatiss - Next To You #174 - 0,8%

37,9% Ariana Grande - Yes, And? #140 - 1,8%

37,6% Babylon Zoo - Spaceman #189 - 2%

36,5% Jedward - Luminous #125 - 1,4% 36,5% Elton John - I Want Love #240 - 2,1%

35,3% Noporn - Geleia de Morango #150 - 0,3%

35,1% 30 Seconds to Mars - Midnight Prayer #333 - 1,1%

34,6% Ena Mori - Fall Inlove! #149 - 0,4%

33,3% Ryan Gosling - Put Me in the Car #15 - 3,2%

32,4% Take That - Babe (Return remix) #303 - 0,3%

30% Darren Hayes - Spin #03 - 0,6%

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29,1% Addis Black Widow - Goes Around Comes Around #250 - 3%

29% Dreamcrusher - In Due Time #98 - 0.7%

28,2% BTS - Life Goes On #97 - 1.8%

[collectivecloseness]

1) hey. You know i love you, right? & 45) how can someone as perfect as you, like someone like me? For Steve/reader please. With Steve then reader saying it

Prompts: 1) hey. You know i love you, right? & 45) how can someone as perfect as you, like someone like me?

(Notes: anon i got your follow up requesting alluring to the reader having depression as well, so tw for depression mention)

Steve Harrington x reader

You stood quietly on the sidewalk, swinging back and forth with your feet on the edge of the curb, as your boyfriend said bye to a group of his highschool friends. Specifically, a few guys he was on the basketball team with, and their girlfriends, who’d all bumped into Steve’s as he closed up family video, with his arm around your waist, ready to take you back to his for an evening of ‘borrowed’ movies and good popcorn.

But then his old teammates ran into him, all on their way to some club that didn’t care if people were one or two years south of being allowed to enter, and Steve had been swooped up into a conversation with them. You didn’t mind it, and he still kept his hands warmly around your waist the entire time. Until you’d given him a small smile, and politely stepped away in the middle of the conversation, so he wouldn’t ask. Until the girls started drooling over Steve Harrington again.

Apart from one of the couples who’d been dating since Sophomore, you’d never seen any of the girls with these particular guys before, in fact you were certain two of them had swapped boys, so it didn’t surprise you they were absolutely fine batting their eyes at Steve. Who by all accounts, even if he’d lost his king status, was still highly wanted.

Steve soon wrapped up bro hugging his former teammates, and as they all cheered goodbye to him, maybe a pre party or two in, Steve wrapped his arm over your shoulders, and finished their rallying cry for Hawkins High back between cupped hands, apologising quickly to you, still with a grin on his face as you flinched away from his loud cheer in your ears. Only smiling a little up at him for that though. That you could smile playfully about. The thoughts in your head were more damaging.

“Okay! Shall we get moving?” Steve clapped his hands together, grabbing his keys back from his pocket and swirling them around his fingers, as you both walked to his car.

Inside you turned the radio up, before you’d even done your seatbelt. To which Steve just smiled at you, singing lowly along to the lyrics he knew, and a few he was definitely misunderstanding, as he mindlessly bopped his hands on his steering wheel.

You were glad for the distraction. At least it meant you didn’t have to talk. You saw those girls, a few of whom rumours had spread Steve had dated before, well known, popular, dazzling, all dressed up, make up and hair amazing, bright smiles glimmering at Stevie. And you saw how animated he got when his old clique came rolling up, how pumped he was to be hanging out with them like it was old times, even if it was only for ten minutes.

Like Robin, who occasionally snarked Steve over this fact, he hadn’t really noticed you in his high school days.

It wasn’t anything malicious, and it wasn’t like you were invisible either. You just didn’t really connect until Steve started working at family video, which was fine! You hadn’t paid Steve more attention than a regular classmate, and than understanding his status as king, either. And then with Vecna, you two became even closer.

But it still sometimes worried you. A cold, sludgy feeling creeping from your stomach, up through your chest and throat like bile, that you weren’t good enough for Steve. And that, horribly, one day, he’d know it too. Which is why, even though Steve knew about your depression, and had glimpses into your self-doubts, you hadn’t exactly told him this point blank. For fear as soon as you said the words, he’d take a step back, and see it for the first time clearly himself.

Steve quickly pulled up to his home, and you two got out of the car together. Steve quickly making his way to your side, humming the rest of the Madonna song lost with the cars engine, as he placed his hand on the small of your back, leading you up his pathway. You loved how often he touched you, even at simple times, Steve always liked to be touching you.

Steve turning his head to you now however, made you try to fight back a grimace, because you could tell what was going through his head.

“Hey. You’ve been pretty quiet the entire ride.” Steve lightly begun, his hand sliding further along your back as he walked you to your front door.

“Really? Sorry. Hadn’t noticed.” You quickly covered up, melting just a little when Steve breathed out a laugh through his nose, and you could feel his lips smiling as he kissed your head. “Don’t need to apologise. Just saying.”

You squeezed his waist with your own hand holding onto him for a few seconds, unceremoniously dropping simply as Steve had got the door open. Holding it for you as you came in, double locking the door with the bolt he’d put in after his first experience with the upside down, before kicking his shoes off in tandem with you, throwing his vest onto the coat rack.

Steve sighed loudly, wiping his hands over his face, before stopping in front of you. Pressing both hands to your waist as he leaned over and pecked a few kisses to the centre of your head. “Mmh. Food now?” He asked, to which you only nodded. Loving Steve’s loving gestures, but also feeling bad in yourself about him holding your waist

He soon let go, looking like he wanted nothing more than to collapse into the couch, which you did yourself, but walking over to the wall his phone was on, and scouring through the neat pile of take out menus. “I’m thinking pizza, we can get it from the place you like this time. Sound good babe?” He smiled over at you, batting the menu against his hand and the leather of his watch.

You didn’t jump up with the fact that Steve always bitched about ordering pizza from his much preferred restaurant usually, and you didn’t turn around with a smile, you didn’t even say yes. You just threw a thumbs up behind your back, and your eyes scoured for the tv remote without moving your body. Fuck this would seem more natural if you just switched on the tv right then. But maybe Steve wouldn’t notice.

Big no.

Steve dropped the menu and walked over to you, sitting down on the sofa cushion closest to you, and tried to snatch your eyesight.

You just couldn’t do it.

“Hey? Is everything okay hun?”

“Mmhm.”

Fuck. You were doing a shitty job. But you couldn’t help it. You felt grey. Like just your whole body was grey. And cold. And disgusting. As much as you desperately wanted to act like everything was normal, you just didn’t have it in you. You couldn’t even look at Steve, and you didn’t even really know why! God everything felt awful right now, just because some of Steve’s old friends had to remind you all of the reasons you thought you didn’t deserve Steve. Not that they were buried deep anyway. You always thought it was true. And God Steve was leaning closer to look at you and you just wanted the earth to swallow you whole right now so you could avoid this!

“I love you.”

That was all Steve said. And while the spike through your heart this time was a nice one, rather than a jagged painful one, it still felt wrong. Like Steve saying that was just wrong. Not that you didn’t believe him, you knew he was a true guy. But it made you feel worse, even less capable of looking at him. No matter how hopeful and genuine his tone was then.

You just turned your head away, your body inching in on itself, the sofa shuffling in the quiet of the room. And oh, if you could have seen yourself, you knew that would set alarm bells off in Steve, it would in anyone. And you didn’t see Steve’s face dropping.

“Hey. You know I love you, right?” Steve was concerned, confused. He shuffled closer to you, knees on top of your curled up thighs, his warm hand hovering over the space between where your back was arched away from him, and the sofa, before deciding to place it there. Angling his head as much as possible to try and get you to look at him, with his eyebrows scrunched sadly, and his deep brown eyes troubled.

You didn’t turn back at him, you didn’t even look at him. Steve could just hear you breathing louder now, breaths flowing from your mouth.

“Baby you know I love you?”

Steve was worried. He tried to smooth his face just a little, wanting to be the strong one for you, but letting his concern for you prevail clearly, even if you weren’t looking at him now. He half wanted to grasp your chin and tilt you to look at him, his hand certainly brushed against your cheek enough for his movements to flutter there. But instead Steve changed course, easily jumping from his seat on the sofa, and landing right in front of your feet. Resting his hands on your knee, head level with yours, and always bobbing, following you, just a bit under you, silently pleading for you to look at him. He had half a mind to jump onto the end of the sofa in front of you and squeeze in with you, if he didn’t worry about crowding you and making things worse. Steve just wanted you to talk to him.

And he got what he wanted. His pink lips dropping wider as you finally turned your head to him, and he saw your watery eyes. His hand immediately shot to your cheek again, his thumb rubbing your apple as you cried, his face miserable as he watched you sniffle, desperate to be close to you, to fix this.

“But... why?”

Your head felt too full, too fuzzy with unnerving thoughts to really untangle this web. You just wish someone could do it all for you. Without wanting to put that pressure on Steve. You kept your face in his hand, but you didn’t move far into it. But now your eyes couldn’t move off of Steve’s, and you found it a similar problem. Because you couldn’t stand to see how sad you were making him.

“Why what baby?” Steve asked caring, rubbing your cheek with one hand, always shifting on his legs, and periodically squeezing your hand with his other.

“How- how can someone as perfect as you, like someone like me?” You forlorned.

Steve’s eyes widened in shock, a little glossy themselves now, and he grasped your hand tighter, his thumb quickly wiping away any tears that fell. “Hey y/n how could you think that? I love you. You know that. Why would you think that sweetheart?”

“Because I s-saw your friends. I saw how well those girls look after themselves, how liked they are, and I know the girls you used to date back in highschool-“

“Baby that was highschool.” Steve interrupted, but you just squeezed his hand back.

“I don’t... I don’t...” you were scared to say it. You didn’t want him to think it, you didn’t want to shatter the illusion, you didn’t want Steve to see you that way, you didn’t want Steve to think of you like that, you couldn’t have Steve look at you like that!

“Don’t what y/n?”

Fuck it. Your heart was beating too fast. “I don’t look like them! I don’t look like someone you’d date, I don’t act like people as cool as your friends, I’m not as cool as them, I’m not as cool as you! I’m not anything. I’m not anything compared to all that. I just... you could do so much better, and I’m so so scared that you’ll realise that and leave me and I’m sorry for keeping you away when you deserve better but I love you and I don’t want to-“

A large sob overtook you, and your eyes widened for a second as you realised everything you’d just said in the second your body forced you to breathe. And you collapsed your face into your knees, your hands covering your face, as you sobbed into your legs. Distraught with what you’d just said.

The whole time Steve rubbed your back. Shushing you, but you couldn’t hear it. Not over your own sobs. You dreaded to see his face, to see him thinking over what you just said. And when you eventually had to look up, Steve was going to see your face at arguably its worst. Heated, eyes red, blotchy, swollen, hair a mess, nose runny. You didn’t want to look up, you didn’t want to face Steve, you couldn’t lose him.

Even if sometimes it felt like you were selfish for keeping him. Because you were so sure he could do better than you.

Steve kept holding your hand, the one hiding the side of your face, but the one he hadn’t let go of the whole time. And he kept it as he moved, no longer in front of you. Something you were aware of, so much it subconsciously stifled your cries a little, because you were trying to listen to where Steve was moving, too afraid to look up. But then you felt him right by your side again. And before you knew it, Steve was moving you over onto his lap, without any resistance from you, and you cried as your face was placed against his chest. A fresh wave of sobs overtaking you as Steve cradled you to his chest, his strong arms scooping you up comfortably onto his lap, as he held you. Rocking you. Gently, warmly, lovingly. You didn’t even hide your face with your hands, you didn’t have to.

You just cried into Steve’s chest, able to smell him from your nostril that wasn’t blocked, and able to feel him all around you. Able to relax because his chin was tucked into your hair, so at least one of your fears was quashed, he couldn’t look at you like that. Your sobs quiet, but hiccuping into Steve, letting your boyfriend hold you, and letting him comfort you.

“Baby...”

This was it. Your sobs stopped in your throat like sick, silent as you waited to hear what he had to say in that careful tone.

“...you know I know you’re beautiful right?”

A steady breath left you. Just looking up at him. His face upset, but warm. His hand lovingly stroking over your face, getting those hair strands away from your sticky cheeks, his other hand soothing on your back.

“You know I can tell how gorgeous you are. I see it everyday.”

You slowly tried to hide in Steve’s chest, but his hand warmly spread from your cheek across your neck, and it made you roll it in how good it felt, head lolling flatly onto Steve’s chest. Smushed, you were sure, but way too comfortable for you to move. Especially when your wet eyes and heated form made you feel so sleepy. Especially when Steve made you feel safe enough to doze on.

You sniffled, uncaring and not self conscious about it, as you snuggled into Steve’s torso, because he had such a way of holding you so comfortably. “You’re just saying that.”

“Uhhh no.” Steve responded, in an almost bitchy voice, which usually got you to laugh when he was like that. Instead, you just looked up at him with eyes that looked so big, glossy under him like this.

“Babe, you’re a hottie. Do I not say that enough? Dustin makes vomiting faces at me all the time when you’re not looking when I say it.”

Okay he got a giggle out of you there. Your heart still thumped though, uncertainty making it’s home in your brain as it always did. Luckily Steve Harrington was an expert at speeches.

“You’re a smoke show. Suuuuper charismatic. You are the quintessential apple of my eye.” He kissed your head, then again because he couldn’t resist, and he saw your hand reaching up, lightly playing with the shirt gripped to his chest.

“I mean, you remember that night I didn’t want to take you to Robin’s party because I swore someone was going to steal you away, and then you suggested I wear something as hot as you were so that way you didn’t stand out.”

A small giggle slipped past your lips. And Steve’s fingers waggled slightly into your waist, making you dodge away and quickly grab his hand, although not caring that he was touching your waist anymore. You just brought his hand back up to between his chest and yours, and played with it. Listening to Steve as you just looked at his hand, watching his fingers go as you toyed with them.

“I’m still terrified of someone scooping you up. Away from me.”

Now you looked up at Steve. Your cheek was pressed into his chest, and even though he was smiling at you, his eyes were flickering down like yours had been earlier. A hint of hurt betrayed in them. “You know.... you know I- I struggle with my own self doubts too. You help me with them all the time.”

Steve only had to lift his stolen hand, to be able to kiss the knuckles on all of yours. His eyes flickering to you with some playfulness, but soul still there. “And I’d be a bit of a shitty boyfriend if I didn’t know your own personal demons too, since you help me with mine all the time. And I know you know it’s brave to do so, and I hope you’d know that I’d never be upset with you for having them, like I’d leave you or something. Because I’m not gonna magically think it’s true just because you say something that’s frankly absurd about yourself.”

You just looked at Steve awed. Your heart still, your whole body and mind at ease. The storm was over, and you were just enamoured with Steve. Just taking in everything he had to say, as he held you. Tears dry and itchy at your eyes, only to be pushed away like Steve had magically known of it the second you felt the discomfort. He never let you feel even the slightest of that.

“And considering how I’ve seen you fight literal demons, I’m sure you look just as hot battling mental trauma than with blood splatter and sweat all over you.”

You laughed loudly this time. Feeling proud in yourself that you got Steve to smile again too, laughing along with you. As his hands cupped your face, feeling your laughter in your cheeks, and swatting away any loose strands of hair, watching you laugh like you were the most beautiful sight in the world.

Yeah. You leaned your head against Steve, looking up at him with nothing but love in your eyes, and seeing it reflected right back at you, before having your face brought up for a kiss. You’d get through this with him. It had to be easier than actual demons, after all.

[ladylooch]

Afterthoughts & Accountability [Liv X Luca]

A/N: I want you all to know, in advance, that I really hurt myself writing this one. I apologize… Um… I’m still crying so, read at your own risk AND REMEMBER THAT WE ALREADY KNOW THEY GET MARRIED SO DO NOT COME FOR ME OKAY LOVE YOU BYE.

Shoutout to @casualhilarity who has ready exactly 4 versions of this chapter that I hated until I got to this point. I literally would have given up without you, so here is the final version you never got to read 😂

Word Count: 4.7k

Part 1 | Part 2| Part 4

(Luca)

Pump It by the Black Eyed Peas booms from a concerning decibel inside USB arena where Luca Fiala stretches out his left hamstring. He moves from a knee bend to a full extension, skate blade pointing up towards the fans to his left. Over in that group of fans is the love of his life, Livia Meier. She stands unassuming with other fans, bopping her head ever so slightly to the beat. Luca grins. He glances over his left shoulder, switching legs. Across the redline, Ryder Hughes stretches in a similar position with a few of his teammates.

“Ry, why is your girl over there? And wearing green?”

"Yeah, usually she is in Isles blue.” Luca pauses with his eyes on that guy, taking in his smirk. Ryder keeps his eyes trained on the ice, ignoring seemingly everyone. 

“Hey 86.” Luca tilts his chin up at Ryder when he gets back to a standing position. 

“2s.” Ryder acknowledges then rushes off to rip a shot on the goalie.

Luca takes a similar trajectory, but winks at Liv every lap he takes. He loves seeing the pink blush fill her cheeks at his attention. He hates that he has to leave right after the game. He will only have time for a hug and a smooch before he needs to join his team on the bus. Okay, maybe two kisses.

As one of the last ones to get off the ice, Luca peers over at the opposing team. Him and Ryder are the last two to get off. Luca won’t be giving in first. The Hughes boy flips one more shot at the net, then skates towards the opposing team’s tunnel. The entire skate, Ryder’s eyes remain on Liv. An uneasy feeling trolls down Luca’s spine. There is something about that look that doesn’t sit right with him.

But he has a game to play. 

Luca always gets antsy when he is part of the starting line up. In opposing arenas, he can’t help but chuckle at the boos raining down when they hear his name. He swivels back and forth on his skates, looking up at the rafters. He goes through his pre-game visionary exercises, picturing exactly how he wants the game to go. He loves playing in front of Liv. He wants to score a goal or two tonight for her. He might even toss a celebration her way in the form of a bow and arrow.

But from the moment the puck drops, the whole game feels off. Luca is getting constant shoves in the back and hard checks from the opposing team. Nothing he can’t shake off, but it rocks him off his initial game plan. Then, the comments start. It’s light razzing at first.

“Minnesota boy in the big city.”

“You speak English, Fiala?”

“Heads up, shrimp dick!”

Luca chuckles confidently at that one. No way that is true. But in the second period, the theme shifts.

“Livy looks better in our colors.”

“Your girl fits in perfectly with our WAGS. Might just keep her.”

“You’re so fucking ugly, no wonder Hughesy is dating your girl on the side.” 

That one makes Luca stare 33 down over his shoulder. He is wearing a full face shield and has dark black stitches diagonally across his cheek.

“What did you say?” The guy starts to repeat himself. Luca cuts him off. “What? Can’t hear you through that fish tank, pal.” Luca chirps back then makes a fishy mouth at him. He smirks as he heads off the ice. 

But next time 33 is out there with Luca, he ups the ante. 

“Livy Hughes has a great ring to it.” 33 chuckles as he skates back to the home bench for the TV timeout. Luca grabs a water bottle, squiring some in his mouth. He watches the opposing bench, zeroing in on Ryder as he steps out for the next play. Luca decides it’s time to take this taunting up with the source.

“Real cute having your teammates heckle me about my girlfriend, Hughesy.”

“I didn’t tell them to say shit. You’re the one who told Livy not to speak to me.” Luca laughs, genuinely. First he is hearing of this.

“I’ve never said that. If she isn’t speaking to you, it’s something you did.” Luca rests his weight on his stick, preparing for the face-off. Ryder scoffs.

“She asked me to stay the night. I was going to go home.”

The ref blows the whistle. Luca’s mind stutters like he slammed into a brick wall. The puck drops. It takes Luca three whole seconds to react. Then he is off, rejoining the play as an Islander’s defenseman pushes the rush into the Wild end. A rocket is launched from Luca’s guy, his positioning is off, and the puck ends up in the back of the net.

“Fuck!” Luca yells, hitting the puck into the back boards in frustration. Ryder is the last to leave the celebration. “Hey!” Luca screams at him. “What the fuck do you mean you stayed the night?”

“She was upset about the publisher thing and I was just trying to be there for her because you can’t be. She didn’t want to be alone.” His girlfriend’s lies spill out of another man’s mouth. 

Publisher thing? He doesn’t know anything about that. Luca feels completely out of control. All the anger and confusion burst out of him in the form of slapping his stick onto the ice.

“Let’s go.” Luca snaps, shaking off his gloves. He springs forward, grabbing Ryder’s blue jersey and landing the first punch. Ryder is knocked off balance. He struggles to shed his gloves, ducking each one of Luca’s punches as best he can. Luca is in such a fit of rage, he doesn’t notice his knuckles cracking open and bleeding with each hit of them against the blue helmet. Luca shakes the collar of Ryder’s jersey, mad that he isn’t connecting with Ryder’s face.

This punk ass bitch is going to make a move on his girlfriend and think he can get away with it? He’s going to act like he was doing Luca a favor when he was weaseling his way in between him and Liv? Luca’s fist is gonna righten that wrong. Luca shakes Ryder again.

“Square up!” Luca screams at the other player. He wants a fair fight.

Ryder hits Luca in the cheek, then pulls back, exposing himself for a returned favor. They battle, growing tired, but throwing blows like it’s old school hockey. Luca won't relent. Ryder steps up to the challenge continuously until Luca’s 15 pounds wins out and he throws Ryder onto his back. He kneels on top of him, rage in his brown eyes as he looks down at Ryder’s bleeding cheek.

“Wuss.” Luca scoffs.

“Fuck you.” Ryder snaps, shaking off the refs hand on him. “It’s not my fault you weren’t here for her!”

“I should have never trusted you!” Ryder skates towards him, but the ref grabs his jersey again.

“Boys! Get in the box!”

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with her.” Ryder’s voice is sincere, aching. “Loving her while she loves you is way fucking worse than anything you can do to me out here.”

Luca glides off the ice into the penalty box. The crowd roars in appreciation for their nightly entertainment. A few teammates bring the rest of his equipment over, giving him stick taps on his shin pads. 

“Good tilt, FiFi!”

“Hell of a fight, Fifs!”

“Yeahhhh luuuuuuuc!”

Luca doesn’t respond. He is too busy trying to catch his breath and stop the fragmenting of his heart in his chest.

Luca looks up to where he knows Liv is sitting. His shoulder pads rise and fall with his heavy breathing as he works them back into place. He can see her from here, laying over her thighs, hugging her knees as she looks in his general direction. He shakes his head, going back to wiping off his visor, thinking the same thought over and over again:

How could she?

- - - 

(Liv) 

A whole world of production moves around Liv, completely oblivious to the turmoil within her body. She isn’t sure what she just witnessed on the ice but it couldn’t of been a hockey game between her boyfriend and friend. Because down on the ice in front of 18,000 people, Luca beat the shit out of the Hughes kid. 

Liv’s arms have been wrapped around her body since she saw Luca angrily turn towards Ryder after the first Islander’s goal. He seemed to lose it out of nowhere. They had been talking before the face-off and suddenly, after the goal, Luca was dropping his gloves. A wariness has Liv’s eyes shifting to both sides of her for either boy coming down to greet her. She wasn’t expecting Ryder tonight, but she isn’t naive enough to think he won’t show now.

As if on queue, he appears between a sea of event and security staff. They seem to part for him so he can see her standing alone next to a white pillar. Ryder comes strolling across the large space towards her. Liv glances anxiously over her shoulder the opposite direction where Luca would be coming from. She has no idea how to handle this. Will the tension from before spill over off the ice?

“Hi.” Liv greets him. She grimaces at the laceration on his cheek. It is red and angry, covered by a liquid gel to seal it.

“You didn’t tell him.”

“What?”

“You didn’t tell him I stayed over.”

“I… No.” Liv shakes her head. “I was going to, but there was never a good time.”

“He knows now.” 

“What!” Horror spills onto her face, dropping her bottom jaw open.

“I told him, accidentally. Because I figured there was no way you would not have told him. You tell him everything. But then I thought, maybe you didn’t because you felt something?” His eyes rapidly search hers. Liv’s blue eyes widen nervously.

“Ryder, I haven’t been able to talk to Luca yet.” She shakes her head. “I’ve been trying to tell him, but we haven’t been able to have a phone or in person conversation. That’s it.” She can see him collapse inward at the truth.

“Livy…” Obvious emotion clouds his eyes. “I can’t. I can’t do this. I can’t be friends with you anymore. Not like this.” The words tumble out like he is desperately clawing for relief. “I think I need some space.”

“Ry.”

“No, you don’t have to say anything. You were right, I shouldn’t have ruined this.” He closes his eyes, Adam's apple bobbing hard as he swallows. “But I thought…” He shakes his head. He glances to the left, seeing Luca charging towards them. Ryder is not interested in a second fight, so he backs away, giving Liv an apologetic look as he goes. Liv furrows her eyebrows then turns towards her boyfriend. She can’t read his face, which frustrates her further. Hot turmoil sears against the cavity of her chest as she replays what happened on the ice tonight. 

“Hey, wanna tell me what’s going on?” Liv pauses, pushing her lips for a moment and drawing in a deep breath through her nose.

“Sure, do you have time for me?”

“Oh that’s fucking hilarious.” Luca spits at her. “Do you have time? Might need to go catch up with your little fuck buddy over there.” Liv balks, blinking in shock at his words and tone.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. So how was he Livy? Was he so much better than me? Did he make you wetter? Did he stroke you just right with his tongue to wake you up in the morning? Did he make you cum harder?”

“Luca.” Liv snaps, grabbing his wrists to pull him out of his rambling. He turns her hands over, taking control by gripping hers in his tightly, holding her in place.

“Tell me all about it. I’m all ears.” He is seething, shaking even as he tries to keep her still, looking him in the eye.

“Nothing happened!” She insists, feeling panicked. This is not how she wanted him to find out. She wanted it to be a conversation about what happened and why and how they could move forward from this. She has needs he isn’t meeting and as much as Ryder has tried to fill in for him, he isn’t and will never be Luca. 

“Nothing happened but I’m hearing about this in front of 18,000 people while I’m beating the shit out of your most recent lay?”

“Luca, how many times do I have to say this. We did not have sex!”

“Ryder said he stayed over and that he is in love with you. All his fucking teammates are calling you his girl. But sure, I totally believe you. What is happening!” He says incredulously, eyes searching hers. What he is looking for, Liv can’t be sure, but she knows he can see her agony swimming in the blue orbs she got from her father. “Are you in love with him, baby?” The pet name he loves to drawl out to her is short and painful this time. Tears rush into Liv’s water line. 

“No.” 

“Don’t lie to me. Not when the stakes are this high.”

“I haven’t lied to you at all! I’ve been trying to tell you! As per usual, everything else is more important than me!” Luca scoffs, disgusted.

“Nothing is more important than you!” Luca yells, tightening his grasp on her hands again.

“Then why don’t I feel that way!?” Liv screams back at him, losing her cool completely. People look, staring in concern at the couple who grips at each other both lovingly and angrily.

Liv’s cheeks are flaming red, blue eyes wet with tears and hard with distress. He is right here, clutching her hands but Luca, her Luca, seems a million miles way. Her chest rises and falls quickly as she tries to steady herself. She didn’t mean to yell, didn’t want to either, but he wasn’t letting her get a word in. She needed to be heard. Luca slowly straightens back up. One by one, his fingers fall away from her hands.

“Are you saying this is my fault?”

“No.” Liv shakes her head, responding quietly. “I didn’t cheat on you.” She says shakily. “Yes, Ryder came over. Yes, he slept over in the same bed as me. But that is all. We slept. He left in the morning. I called you to try and tell you and I texted you. I didn’t want to tell you over a text. I wanted to have a conversation, but so many other things have come up with our schedules. So now you found out this way and I’m sorry about that, but you have some part in that too.”

Luca grins, a wicked and angry curl to his upper lip. 

“Okay, I’ll be sure to make myself more available next time you want to tell me you’re fucking someone else on the side.” Liv closes her eyes, wincing at the judgmental and accusatory tone of his words.

“Nothing happened.” She reiterates to him.

“Bullshit, Livy. Bullshit nothing happened!” He snaps. “Why did you ask him to stay!?” 

How could she tell him why? How could she tell him that the loneliness and unworthiness had created a gaping hole in her chest and she wasn’t sure how she could survive the night alone? How could she tell him about all the ways that Ryder shows up for her when Luca isn’t? How could she tell him how much he is falling short when they’re supposed to be forever? She’s never done this before, but as much as this is all breaking his heart, she thinks these next words might hurt more.

“Because he cared enough about me to show up. And I haven’t been getting that from you.” 

“Wow.” Luca steps back, shoving his hands into his pocket. He looks over Liv’s shoulder, jaw becoming cemented together as he considers. “Maybe Ryder isn’t the only one to catch feelings here.” Luca accuses.

No matter how hard Liv tries not to, she can’t help but look away at such a pointed statement.

The pause between them is long. Too long for Luca to believe her when she gently shakes her head no. Her blue eyes return to his. Luca curls his hands up into fists, looking completely blindsided by this entire interaction. His chest heaves like he is still battling on the ice. Liv feels like a truck went straight through her body, destroying everything inside of her before it continues on like the rest of the world around them.

“Fiala!” A member of the Wild organization calls out. “Bus is leaving in 5!” The team is flying back to Minnesota and has a short turn around to make their flight before their pilots time out for the evening. He can’t stay any longer.

Tears fill Liv’s eyes as she scrambles for the right words to say in her brain. The wheels spin and spin and spin like a hamster on a wheel but all she comes up with is:

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.” She pathetically shakes her head and shrugs sullenly.

“Fuck.” Luca yelps. He stands up straight, shifting his weight from foot to foot incredulously. He stares at her, brown eyes filling with sadness as he takes in her face. He bites his lip anxiously then opens his mouth to speak. “I gotta go.” Liv nods like she understands because she does. She always does. 

With nothing more, Luca turns and walks away.

There is no hug and kiss.

There is no “I love you”.

There is no “I’ll call you when I get home.”

All that exists is the staff cleaning up after the game. 

Families from the home team greeting each other. 

And Luca Fiala walking away from her without looking back.

- - -

Three days. 72 hours. 4,320 Minutes. 259,200 seconds. 

The exact amount of time it has been since Luca Fiala left New York City on a Delta flight back to Minneapolis. ¾ of that time, Livia Meier has been confined to her bed. She has cried loudly, silently, achingly, and numbly. None of the droplets that rolled down her cheeks alleviated the pain in her heart.

Her cheeks sting from the wetness as fresh ones roll down from her swollen eyes. She lays on her side, staring out at the flakes that fall outside of her window. It was bitterly cold this weekend. Or at least it seems to have been by the frost collecting on the window. Liv wouldn’t really know. She hasn’t left her apartment since she went to the game. Her phone lights up, showing the notification she got from Luca a half hour ago.

I’ll call you when I get back from practice. 

That message is the first she has received from Luca since Wednesday. A simple text with no emotion, no inclination of what is going to happen when they connect virtually. Liv wants to get herself presentable for the call. But gathering the strength to get up and into the shower has felt impossible for the last hour. She knows her time is running out. 

Under the harsh, hot spray of the shower head, Liv allows the water to consume her face. She scrubs at her irritated skin with a gentle face wash. As she does the basic steps of bathing, she continues to stop and let the water roll over her skin, seeking relief. New tears join the fresh water. Liv gives up, turning the shower off and getting out. She goes through her routine robotically, moisturizing and detangling, opting to skip the makeup because her skin is already irritated enough.

She forces herself to eat a granola bar and drink a cup of coffee while waiting for his call to come through. She is on her second, apathetic bite of food when the FaceTime ring disturbs her apartment. Her reflection morphs with the picture of them this past summer in Switzerland after brunch with her parents. They look so happy; a stark contrast from her current situation.

“Hi.” Livy answers.

“Hey.” He responds. His face has an angry set to it.  “Did Ryder just leave?” He snips at her arms crossed over his chest tightly. He looks huge. Liv thought that at the game too. It’s clear he has spending a lot of time in the weight room this season, getting his body to where it needs to be. Normally, she would be drooling over it. Now it just makes her sad she doesn’t have those arms around her, protecting her from all of this.

“Okay, we got that out of the way. Do you feel better?” She asks, irritation making her eye twitch three times before she presses her finger to stop it.

“No.” He shrugs his big shoulders. Liv sighs. She really doesn’t want to fight. She wants to talk to him and find a path forward.

“I understand that you are angry and you want to make this about Ryder. But this isn’t about him. It’s about us and all the ways that we are not working right now. He is a symptom of the problem.” 

“What’s not working? On my end, everything has been fine.”

“That’s also part of the problem, Luca. I’m over here drowning and you think everything is fine. I feel like, everything in your life is so much more important than me. Like we barely talk now when you’re on the road. You go hours without answering my texts. You don’t call when you say you will anymore. I have been feeling so lost and unimportant.” Luca runs a hand over his days old stubble. He contemplates before responding.

“I appreciate you sharing with me how you were feeling, but the time to do that was before you invited someone else into your bed with you. I can’t get over that right now. Nor can I look past the fact that you didn’t tell me; he did.” Liv gasps, shaking her head furiously.

“That’s not fair, I tried to call you that night and several times the next day. Things came up and suddenly you’re hearing about it from Ryder. This isn’t just on me.” Luca rolls his eyes.

“Liv, take some accountability here.”

“I am! It shouldn’t have happened in the first place, I acknowledge that. It was inappropriate. But don’t sit there and act like I didn't try to make this right. You didn’t have time for me. You were with the team and at practice and at a concert and I was supposed to what, Luca? Fucking text you? And pray for an answer?” She can feel herself losing the battle to not cry. She takes in a deep breath, looking up to collect her tears on her finger tips before they fall down her cheeks. “I apologize for how this happened. I apologize for being inappropriate and crossing boundaries with a friend. That is not okay. I own that. But that is all he is to me. A friend.” 

Luca visibly relaxes after that, nodding his head. He uncrosses his arms, leaning back more towards the camera like he is ready to engage in the conversation. 

“I’m sorry for Wednesday night. I was really upset and reacted poorly. I said some crude and mean statements to you. I’m sorry for that. That type of behavior isn’t okay and it won’t happen again.” Liv nods. 

“I appreciate your apology.” She says genuinely. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t make time for you.” He whispers, getting soft and vulnerable with her. “A lot of things feel not… normal right now, including my position with the team. But I thought we were fine, so it was easy to brush you off because…” He trails off, shaking his head. “I thought you’d be okay with it.” He looks her over. “I can see now that it isn’t okay and I’ll do better at making an effort. You deserve that, babe.”

Liv feels the knot in her throat grow. From hearing that he willingly pushed her aside. From the realization that he has done this in the past and she’s allowed it. From the negative ways it effects her and how she has responded so poorly this time. She feels ashamed for all the previous instances she has allowed this behavior that brought them here, where it now feels like a mountain to climb instead of a bump in the road.

“That’s really hard to hear.” She says, trying to clear her throat so she speaks clearly. “Like I felt that way, but hearing you say that sucks.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” Luca looks at her regretfully through the phone. “So where do we go from here?”

As much as she wants to, Livy knows she can’t forget about what has transpired in the last few weeks. She can’t go back to pretending that her and Luca are perfect. That there has been no tension or no underlying issues that lead to what happened with Ryder. Partly because it’s burned into her brain, but also because if they still have a chance at the future they have been dreaming of, it can’t be on the foundation of this unsteady ground. Her eyes tear up again, knowing what she has to do.

“I think we should take some time apart.” She responds sadly, keeping her eyes on the counter. Heavy silence takes over the line. When she gathers the courage to look at Luca, she can see the tears in his eyes. His hand is over his mouth, pointer finger slightly pushing his nose up. When his tears fall, he pushes his hat off his head and runs a hand through his hair. He looks to his right, towards the window Liv knows looks out at the city. She swallows hard, wanting to say more but not trusting herself to speak clearly.

“That’s what you think is best?” She nods, tears falling down her cheeks, dripping onto her t-shirt. Her chin wobbles hard which makes Luca sigh heavier, clearly upset by her reaction. “Livy, I never meant to make you feel that way, baby. I’m so sorry.” He starts so say. “I don’t want to lose you. I love you so much.” His voice cracks when he says he loves her.

“I don’t see how we can keep going like this, babe.” She cries. “I can’t. I’m also really hurt and maybe you don’t think I get to be, but I am. I’m not happy with how things are and I-I need some time to figure out what I need in a relationship. I feel like this is how I can be accountable to myself and to you.” Luca drops his face into his hands. When his shoulders shake, Liv thinks she might fall off the chair from how badly her heart crumbles in the wreckage of what they were.

The hardest part? It’s not that she doesn’t love him. It would be so much easier if she didn’t. But she loves him too much for things to continue this way. For them to fade away into nothing while she tries to figure out who she wants to be and what she needs and how to ask for it.

Liv’s tears begin to fall faster. They cry together on the phone, sobbing to each other how much they love one another. 

They’re shredding apart at the seams. 

But Liv feels more loved by Luca in this moment, as he gives her the space to be free, than she has in the previous six months of their relationship.

Maybe that’s a sign she should be running faster and farther from him than she is. 

Instead, Livy feels like they’re more meant to be than she’s ever believed before.

Read more Liv and Luca here.

[heeseungismymanz]

𝑀𝓎 𝒲𝒶𝓎

Synopsis: You and heeseung have been dating for about 3 months now. You both were the most popular people on the entire campus. It was all fine until you two got in a fight because of his ex. But now you have to go your own 𝒲𝒶𝓎.

Mentioning: All of enhypen (heeseungs friendgroup), yunjin lsfm (y/n bestie), yunah illit (heeseungs sister and your bestie), karina aespa (y/n bestie), keeho p1h (y/n brother), yeji itzy ( heeseungs ex ),more..

°•More under cut•°

Pairing: Popular bf!Heeseung x Popular gf!Fem Reader

Taglist: @mitmit01 @mimisxs

BOLD = CANT BE TAGGED

Warnings: Cursing,Fighting,love language is pt so will hug,cuddle alot,nothing much,idrk! (this specific chapter might be cringe)

SFW MINORS ALLOWED!!

𝑀𝓎 𝒲𝒶𝓎

Thinking about it you realized you met him at Yunah's party. That was the day you met the Lee Siblings! Also when he met you and asked "I like you can i have your number?" Remembering that you decided to relive that moment and started replaying the memories.

You were at Yunah's house and she asked you to grab somethign from her room. You didnt know that the room on the right was hers and you went to the left. Oh boy did you know what was happening in there. You walked in to the room on the left and walked in to see some random group of hot dudes all playing League Of Legends. You did NOT expect that. "Oh sorry, but what are you doing in Yunah's room?" You asked the group of boys. Wow you were stupid. "Uh this is my room.." You tilt your head as you look at the boy who said that. His room? Who is he? "Uh who are you?". Are you dumb though? "Wow thats a new one. I guess ill introduce myself. Im Lee Heeseung." Holy shit bro. You never seen him but heard about him. Your in THE LEE HEESEUNGS room. "Oh sorry-" you tried saying before getting cut off. "Its fine your Yoon Y/N right?" Heeseung said. How did he know? "Oh yeah." You say shrugging. "Oh your Keeho's brother right? Your the most popular girl" Someone else shouts. "Oh uhm yeah!" you say trying to leave the room but they keep talking to you. "Im Jake." Oh so the one who said your keehos brother is Jake. "Dont be friends with him! Hes a loser and a bop. Im Riki." oh, so this is a competition about friends. "Yah! Dont say that Riki, your making yourself a loser! By the way im Sunoo :)" wow. so your gonna assume the other 3 are Sunghoon, Jay, and Jungwon. How do you know this? Yunah told you about them, plus you've seen them. "Oh well ima go bye!" You said while looking at Heeseung. He was smiling and you might have smiled back. You walk into Yunah's room and grab her hat like she asked. "Im back!" you yell walking down.

"What took you so long Yn?" Yunah asked you. "I got a little distracted" Wait when did he ask you out? That night lasted FOREVER. Oh yeah when you went to grab a jelly shot he and his friend group was there. You tried grabbing the jelly shots from the cabinet (why were they there?) but failed. You were lowkey embarrassed. "Here i got you." Someone says pressing his body against your while reaching to get it. You turn around "Oh thanks hee-" you got cut off AGAIN. "Your welcome princess. By the way your really pretty!" Heeseung says while smiling at you. "Oh thanks" You say and all you can hear from behind was "OOOH~!" bro- anyway. "I like you can i have your number?" What do you say? A really hot,tall,pretty guy just asked YOU for YOUR number. "Yeah sure!" You say and dial your number into his phone. "Thanks" He says then you walk away. You go back to Yunah,Karina,And Wonyoung. "Heeseung just gave me his number now what do i do?" You looked annnoyed but was not. "GIRL ARE YOU NOT EXCITED?! YOU GOT LEE HEESEUNGS NUMBER!" thats all you remembered so then you went to the next party and then the next hoping to see him until one day

You were at Jake's party and they were bumping loud music and you were lowkey over-stimulated. The people everywhere you went were loud and someone noticed it and pulled you to the side. "Hey you okay? You dont look so good" It was Heeseung. "Oh yeah just over-stimulated." you reply. "Yeah, Sometimes it gets too loud."

AN: Did i just leave yall like that. YES. It was short cause i lowkey feel sick and literally am throwing up. But i hope you enjoyed this so far. We are halfway through this FF woooo!

[prettypinkporkchop]

Can I request Paul or Quil, whichever you prefer x reader, where reader has a manic episode and just Linda disappears of the face of the earth for like HOURS and everyone is stressing because they just cannot find this bitch only for her to pull up to there house at like 2am in like a post manic daze where they're just confused and don't know what happened or how they got there

Quil Atear x Fem Reader

WARNINGS: Mentions of bpd, bipolar, mania, depression

You have been staring at the ceiling. Your brain is itching to do something. You dont want to be around anyone, but you need to do something. You check the time. 4:00 A.M. You push the blankets off of you. You walk out of your house, leaving your phone behind. You giggle to yourself and then shut the front door behind you, running off. Finding somewhere to go.

Quil:

"When you two wake up, come to my place." Sam orders me while the pack goes our separate ways after patrolling. I nod my head and run toward my house. Well, OUR house.

As I reach the door, I notice I can't feel her. There's a pit in my stomach. I open the door and walk around. "Baby, I'm home." I look in every room.

Once I reach the bedroom, I check her daily medication organizer. Every tab is full. Today is Thursday. I pull out her bottles and pour them out, counting quickly.

She hasn't taken them in two weeks. My heart sinks. Why would she lie to me about taking them? I have to keep up with these numbers because she's done this before, but she never ran off like this.

I run out of the house and call Sam.

"Hello?"

"Please, get the guys out here. Y/n." Is all I could spit out.

Your pov:

You sigh in content as you fall onto the ground of the cliff. You lay your head back over it, your hair falling down, not even close to the water underneath. You keep your body on the rock. You close your eyes and debate about jumping.

You decide not to and then stand back up. As you stand back up, you smell something. You follow the smell and see a group of young adults at a fire. "Who are you?" A blonde boy asks. You sit next to two girls. One with glasses and the other one giving you a snobby look. "Rain." You come up with a fake name. (Sorry if you're Rain. Come up with like... pinky doo?) They look at each other in confusion. "I'm Eric! That's Mike." The other guy says while pointing to the blonde guy that asked your name. "Jess." The snobby girl says. "Angela!" The other girl smiles. "Sorry to intrude! I didn't mean to. I was just walking around enjoying the scenery. It's a calm day." You try to make it seem casual. Mike raises an eyebrow. "It's... always a calm down here." Jess awkwardly chuckles, looking around at her friends.

Quils pov:

Oh my god. I fall on my knees and start crying, holding onto her jacket that lays in the damp grass. Is she gone? She can't be. I'd feel it.

Jared comes up behind me and hugs me. "It's okay. She's not gone." The other guys follow suit, holding me as I break down. "C'mon, Quil. We've got to go." Sam says with compassion. Once we all stand up, he grabs my shoulders, shaking me slightly. "We are going to find her."

Your pov:

They all start laughing at your joke as you talk about a fake scenario that never happened. "Yeah! And when the Uber driver looked up at me through the mirror, he said, 'Clean that up'." Everyone bursts into laughter.

Suddenly, you got tired of the company and wanted to leave and do something else. "Okay! Bout to bop out. Gotta head home." You stand up. They all say bye and you walk away.

The breeze hits you, and you see your fingers turning white. The cold isn't bothering you at this state of mind, but you know Quil would kill you if you ended up losing limbs. We'll, sucks that you lost your jacket somewhere.

You keep running around and suddenly see train tracks. This peaked your interest, and you laid down on the tracks. You closed your eyes and relaxed. You hear in the distance a train is coming. You can feel the vibration underneath you. You sit up and stare ahead of you, waiting for the last second to jump. You start laughing at how good you feel.

The train gets closer.

Closer.

The light is so bright it's nearly blinding you. You raise your arms up and scream as if you're on a rollar coaster. The train blows its horn, and you quickly roll off to the side. Barely 30 seconds go by, and the train blasts through. Your hair blows everywhere, and you're smiling. You sit there until the train leaves.

They always said the rails were burning hot when a train rolls through. You put your hand on the rusty, brown metal rail, and you leave your hand there. You soak in the feeling of the burn. You close your eyes, and you imagine your hand sitting in a fire without your skin melting off. You take your hand off and look. Red, bloody, skin peeling, some black spots.

Quils pov:

1 a.m. At Emily's.

We all sit in the living room. I hear Rachel yawn for the fifth time. "You can go to sleep, love. Don't worry." Paul whispers to her. She shakes her head. I keep my elbows rested on my knees, hands together, and on my chin. Emily walks in with sodas and cake. She sits down next to Sam. "You can't feel anything bad?" Embry asks, suggesting do I feel her soul has left. I shake my head no. I don't. But what if she is, and I just refuse to allow it to hit me. "Maybe we should call Renesmee. Maybe Alice could help us." Jared suggests. "Anything. God. Anything." I start crying.

Suddenly, the door bursts open. There stands my imprint. She has a smile on her face. She looks disheveled. I quickly jump up and go to her. "Where the fuck were you?!" I scream and look all over her for any sign of injury. I look at her hands and see one is burnt. "Fuck!" I yell. She's still smiling in space. "I had a good day. Did you?" She asks me without... asking me. She's not here with me. I turn back to see everyone looking at us with confused faces. "I'm taking her home. Thank you guys. Love you." I walk out while pulling her.

"I made friends!" She giggles. I stay silent.

Next morning YOUR POV:

You wake up with my hand on fire. You see it bandaged up. Your head is pounding. You sit up and see Quil sitting up with his knees up and elbows wrapped around so his hands are holding each other. He looks upset. "Baby?" You whisper. He slowly looks over at you. "Do you remember anything?" He asks. You do a little bit. You nod your head and look down. "I counted your medicines." He says. Your heart aches. You forget to take them but you tell Quil that you do. "Why would you lie to me?" He asks, his voice shaky. You felt tremendous guilt that almost had you puking. "I just keep forgetting, and I am sorry for lying." You sniffle. You look beside you and see sleeping pills and tea. That's how you knocked out.

Quil moves, grabbing your bottles and handing them to you. You stare at them. "Now." He demands. "I'll have an alarm set for every day at the same time." You respond. You open the bottles and pour the amount in your hand. "This is really embarrassing." You sigh while taking the pills. "There's nothing embarrassing about taking medication, y/n." His tone is more aggressive. "I know, I know. I meant telling the pack. They all must think I'm crazy now." You start to cry. He pulls you into his chest. He kisses the top of your head. "You're family. They will never think that. They will always have your back." He whispers to you and runs his fingertips along your arm. "I love you." He places more kisses on your head. "I love you, too."

[rottenpumpkin13]

Ok that’s a good scenario though! Karaoke night with the boys. Who is singing what? How well is everyone singing? Who blows everyone away unexpectedly? The whole bit lmao.

Pure self-indulgent crack under the cut ASDFHDJFKFLF

• After a huge and difficult mission with heavy SOLDIER + Turk involvement, the two departments decide to get together at a karaoke bar for drinks and a night of what will surely be next-day regrets.

• Some highlights of the karaoke from hell include:

• Reno kick-starting their collective embarrassment with a drunk (and lewd) rendition of Everywhere I go by Hollywood Undead.

• Lazard and Tseng belting Blitzkrieg bop.

• Genesis getting hammered and performing Helena (MCR). And I mean he performs. He's sinking to his knees, hitting all the notes, everything.

• Reno crawling back to the mic because the next song is Sexy and I Know It. This time he's joined by Zack and the two are hyped.

• Zack being upset that Sephiroth isn't participating, so he chooses one of the only songs Sephiroth is familiar with. Anyway, Sephiroth sings poor unfortunate souls and scares the crap out of everyone.

• Rude finally caving when Gasolina plays and somehow this is what it takes for Angeal to lose his shirt and composure.

• Zack and (drunk) Angeal dragging Sephiroth and Genesis up to sing Bye Bye Bye (NSYNC).

• Everyone finds out Rufus Shinra can sing when he does a flawless rendition of careless whisper.

• Alllll the Turk girls (Cissnei, Gun, Elena, Freyra, Knife +more) singing Mamma Mia with one drunk Director Lazard in the mix.

• Zack jokingly serenades Cloud to Jenny (Studio Killers) and this results in Zack chasing him around the room while singing.

• Sephiroth and Genesis singing Anything You Can Do which ends in a fist fight.

• Angeal raps Bark Like You Want It and 3 waitresses give him their numbers.

• Genesis and Zack singing Call Me Maybe with Elena and Cissnei.

• Reno jokingly serenading Rufus to Money Money Money (ABBA).

• Sephiroth singing Mad World (The original one by Tears For Fears) and Tseng has to drag him off the stage because he's getting progressively more aggressive with the lyrics.

• Zack and Reno AGAIN except this time they're singing Don't Trust Me (3OH!3)

• Cloud, Zack and Kunsel singing Teenagers (MCR)

• Sephiroth sings Where Is My Mind?

Tseng and Lazard once again have to drag him away mid-song because the lights in the karaoke bar started flickering.

• They pester Tseng enough that he caves and sings Cheri Cheri Lady.

• Genesis loses his shirt too and sings Bad Romance. Lazard bans him from the mic after this because his performance was quote "inappropriate and frankly, I'm convinced you were a stripper in your past life."

• Sephiroth sings Space Song, three people start sobbing, and then Lazard also bans him from the mic because quote "It is imperative that you seek therapy when we get back to the base."

• Angeal and Zack do an Anaconda x Baby Got Back mashup and everyone discovers that Zack can and will twerk when given the opportunity.

• Everyone does a group sing along to Mr. Brightside and then Ho Hey (The Lumineers)

[ghostiiess]

[NSB HEADCANONS] - oliver moy seeing you during their tour

pov: the title say everything! :)

warnings: none that i can think off

type: super wholesome and cute

member: oliver moy

The cutest person alive

No bc Oli’s smile >>>

BYE-

Anyways, let’s start the headcanon 😊

Oliver was singing COLD WAR

He was dancing and vibing with Seb 😂

At the same time, who doesn’t vibe to nsb songs? Their songs are bop

He was done with the song and looked at the stars, seeing how they enjoyed it and how happy he is to see them here, singing the lyrics of the song he, himself, wrote with his younger brother

And then, he would see you.

His face went to 😳 to 😆

He felt lucky that the song was done, because he felt so much excitement

He wanted to jump and scream haha

He was like a lil’ kid 😭❤️

Aaargh cute oli!!

He smiled at you and saw you waving at him

He looked at Seb, who clearly saw you too, and smiled at you

Oliver waved a little bit at you

When the guys took a five-min break after the song to go to the bathroom or to drink water, oli couldn’t stop smiling

This man got a hard spot for you, sorry not sorry

At every song, he tried to not always look at you

Which actually didn’t work for more than two minutes!! 🤭

He’s so whipped for you, y/n!!

Like he was singing with the boys and tried to avoid your eye contact because he didn’t want to like blush or like mess up his lyrics

the man cannot even sing straight when you look at him

Also, also, also!!

Regie caught him 😏

He was singing ‘I don’t know you’ and he couldn’t stop smirking at your boyfriend and at you

Was Regie jealous? Maybe.

(Olegie have my heart)

(With sebryan)

(Tell me your nsb ship in the comment or in my ask, i wanna know what yours are)

Anyways, back on track!

Oli accidentally laughed during singing while looking at you when he saw you singing to the lyrics

We love a supportive gf!! (you)

No but for real, like this man is acc so whipped for you

At the end of the song, he couldn’t help himself but look at you and smile at you

« Did you liked the song, *the city* ? »

No bc he mostly asked that to know if you liked it

OFC you’re his gf so you knew the unreleased song

You’re oli’s gf so you have privileges!

And one of them is being able to listen and hear unreleased songs!

So, when he sang one of his newest unreleased song, nobody was singing, except you

Stars were like «  girl, how do you know the song by heart, it’s new 🤨 »

He felt so happy inside

His smile was so big :(

After the song, he dedicated you a song!

I feel like oli would do that even if the song isn’t super positive or even if the song’s not about you

Like he would just say:

«  this one for my gf!! She’s here with us tonight and this is one of her fav, so let’s make a lot of noise for her, tonight!! »

If you didn’t know, at almost every concert, the members choose one star to go in front of the concert scene and the boys just go in line and sing for you

If you already lived this kind of thing, just know you were having a y/n moment

So I’m sure oli would ‘accidentally’ choose you

« Alright.. you! Over there!! Come here! »

The boys (read Seb) would try their best to not laugh

If your relationship is private, he would ask you question like « hi! What’s your name? »

Or like « hi! I think i already saw you.. mind giving me your name? Or could i call you mine? »

Like either he would be super discret and basic or he would be flirting with you

It cannot be both

He would not flirt with every stars, don’t worry, he’s only doing it for you!!

And if your relationship is public, he wouldn’t be ashamed to like kiss your cheek or like do something like that

He must give oliy/n content to the fans, right?

« hii, im happy you went to see me! »

« ready for me to serenade you? »

Usually, the boys give like roses to stars, but this was at the online concert, so idk if they still do this kind of things lol, but let’s say they still do it, okay?

Private or public relationship, he would look at you and smile at you during the serenade

He doesn’t care at all

He’ll give you the rose and take your hand and kiss the palm of it

He’ll give you a wink and smile even more

« You are my star »

REBRVIRUNREHIFEVUBNFEU

Anyways, this man would not give up to make you blush

You made him blush? Oh boy, this man will not stop until you blush too.

And if you can’t blush easily or blush at all, he’ll be like « i want to see you smile, i want you to see what is the biggest smile you can give to me »

Like this man only want your best and happiness

To conclude this headcanon, Oliver would be the cutest bf on tour

I mean, he’s like already the cutest bf but ok

Let him serenade you and dedicate songs to you

Even idky pls, this one’s a bit sad but its still good

This song is sad, but it’s still super good

‘I don’t know you’ is not released yet, but you can find it on YouTube (search: i don’t know you, Regie Macalino and Oliver moy) and you should find it, otherwise ask me in my ask and I’ll give you the link!!

Hope you guys liked it!! Sorry for the lil’ wait, i was busy!!

Taglist! (Open! Send an ask if you want to be in it!) : @nsb-rkive @kentisbaby @firebenderwolf @hyuneee0

Bold can’t be tagged :(

[sarcasticsra]

I cannot stress enough how much everyone should watch Starkid’s A VHS Christmas Carol if you haven’t seen it yet. It’s pretty short, only about 45 minutes, and it’s truly one of the best adaptations of A Christmas Carol that I’ve ever seen.

No, seriously. I think it has even surpassed The Muppets Christmas Carol for me. That has been my favorite Christmas movie since I was a child. My mom and sister and I used to watch it every Christmas Eve. I still love it dearly and it is an amazing adaptation that I’ll defend to my death, but you guys. You guys. A VHS Christmas Carol is just THAT GOOD.

It’s done in the style of 80s music/videos, which is delightful. It’s an opera, so it’s all sung through, which I love. And it’s so good!

Let me enumerate the ways. Spoilers to follow. (Can you spoil A Christmas Carol? Once a story becomes public domain does that exempt it from spoiling? Idk, lol. Spoilers for the show, anyway. Also for Avatar: The Last Airbender. …I promise there’s a path.)

1) Bah Humbug! - Song number one and it goes hard right from the start. It is everything an opening number should be. Dynamic, sets the tone, and an incredible fucking bop. The interactions between Scrooge and Fred and Scrooge and Bob are done so well, too. You so quickly get a sense of their characters. Obviously we know their characters because this is a story that has been told many a time before, but it does it so well that you would immediately get them even if you were an alien who had never in your existence been exposed to A Christmas Carol in any capacity. That’s impressive to me. It’s not relying on the familiarity of the story to do its character work.

2) 3 Spirits - I love the tone of this song. This is a Marley with true regret and pain who is absolutely pleading with Scrooge to take the chance he’s being given. It’s less “scared straight” and more, “I need you to understand this like you’ve never understood anything before.” Marley becomes a character in his own right as opposed to merely a backdrop for Scrooge to react to. That’s a theme with this adaptation. Characters who are pretty flat in a lot of adaptations seem so much more like real people in this one. Also, whoever decided to cast Meredith as Marley here is a fucking genius. She’s so goddamn talented and she really shines here. The emotion, the weight. Gah. Beautiful. The interplay between Marley and Scrooge is incredible as well; these are two insanely talented performers breathing a new life into tried and true characters, and you really feel the relationship between them.

3) I’m The Ghost - Christmas Past is so pointed and snarky and incredible, making Scrooge come to certain realizations. “Huh, little boy left all alone. Oh, your sister died so young. Didn’t she have a son though? Why are the employees so happy, this party didn’t cost much? Thinking of something? Okay, last stop, buckle up, it’s all your own doing.” I love it so much.

4) That Scrooge - You guys. You guys. They’ve done what I assumed was impossible. They’ve done what even the Muppets couldn’t. It’s a Scrooge-Belle breakup song that isn’t the most unbelievably boring and bland thing you’ve ever heard in your life. Belle is a fucking person! She has a personality! She’s very clearly stating her case, that he’s changed and she doesn’t like it and does he have anything to say? No? Okay, bye! THE EMOTION IN THIS SONG. Scrooge starts singing not just with her but to her! All the things he didn’t say before! And then he starts singing angrily about/at his past!self for being an idiot! You actually FEEL THINGS about this relationship. It was a deep love and losing it super fucked him up! I have never before seen Belle/Scrooge done as well as this one (1) song handles it.

5) Christmas Electricity - Get ready to have this song stuck in your head for ten thousand years. This song is, I believe, the standard classical definition of “a fuckin’ bop.” It’s so high energy and exciting, you really can understand how Scrooge gets so caught up in it himself. You also see more of Fred in this song and, again, he’s a person! He has specific motivations for why he keeps reaching out to Scrooge. Corey’s Fred is hands down one of the best performances of this character full stop. He took what is usually a bit, side character and made him a full human with understandable thoughts and feelings. They gave the Fred-Scrooge relationship such incredible emotional weight because of it. I think that’s one of my favorite aspects of this adaptation.

6) Priceless - Here we see the Cratchits enjoying their Christmas with an incredibly sweet song about having little but feeling like they have a lot. I really like the way this song feels a bit cheesy (goes with the whole 80s vibe) but they also feel like a real family with some silliness and some sweetness and Bob’s wife having very strong opinions about Scrooge that he’s too polite for. Also “listen to this key change out of the bridge” goddamn just show off constantly how freaking talented this entire cast is, why don’t you.

7) The Final Ghost - I probably have too much to say about this song. It’s my favorite, which considering this entire show is pitch fucking perfect, is really saying a lot. Dylan Saunders is truly one of the most talented performers I’ve ever seen, and his Scrooge is so, so good. It really shines through here. His interactions with Christmas Future show him mirroring Bob from earlier (he has a line that’s almost an exact quote of a line from Bob in Bah Humbug!), correcting himself, and trying to be respectful/humble. Subtle displays of emotional growth even before he gets to the truly scary parts. The song is of course a darker tone, as is correct for this part of the narrative, perfectly setting up the finale song. We get Scrooge overhearing about a funeral no one cares about, the same man being robbed after death, and this death bringing actual happiness to people. Throughout it all so far Christmas Future only speaks in a wordless melody, as is apt. Scrooge asks for tenderness connected to death and is shown the Cratchits mourning Tiny Tim, which breaks him, and he asks who the dead man was from earlier. Still wordless, Christmas Future leads him to a cemetery, and that wordless melody perfectly transforms into an eerie, ethereal, “Ebenezer Scrooge.” The fucking amount of sheer EMOTION Dylan packs into Scrooge pleading for his soul, that he is changed, and the final bit of narration… fuck, you guys, it’s so good. I love all of the “scene” parts of this song so much. It all builds so perfectly.

7a) The narrator. - This isn’t a specific song, I just want to call out how excellent the narrator is through the whole show and how perfectly the narration ties the whole show together. It’s one of those things where it goes unnoticed because it’s so perfect, but if it were bad you would definitely notice. You need it to be there and understated or a lot a falls apart, but it can be such hard balance to strike. This show nails it.

8) Christmas Day - The finale! And what a finale it is! The energy is a perfect contrast to the song before it as Scrooge delights in being alive and having time to make things right. His joy is palpable as he goes about his day, buying Bob a huge turkey, making an incredible donation to the charity he blew off the day before, and showing up at Fred’s. Guys. This scene. Especially when I watch the live, but even sometimes just via the soundtrack, this scene just fucking perfectly, beautifully guts me. You know how in Avatar: The Last Airbender, Zuko has to go on his whole narrative arc to eventually join the right side, and along the way sort of betrays his Uncle Iroh, aka the only good father figure he’s ever had, because he’s a traumatized teenager, and eventually he meets back up with him and starts stumbling out an apology and Iroh just sweeps him up in a hug without a word, and you sob because it’s perfect? That is the energy present in this, what, 15-second scene, just this incredible emotional buildup and payoff accomplished in a scant 45-minute runtime. It’s truly wondrous. The finale, as all true finales should, calls back musically to previous character beats, and ends on the perfect bookend to the opening number. It’s just so, so immensely satisfying.

Tl;dr - this musical has made me feel more Christmas-y than I have in a long, long time, and I have listened to little else in terms of music since I watched it two weeks ago. (It was literally the only music I had listened to since then until right now, and that’s only because I’m in a van on a road trip to my sister-in-law’s for Christmas. While I would have been perfectly content to listen to this soundtrack on repeat for the entire 8-hour drive, I also recognize that the four other people in this van do not have my particular flavor of hyperfixated ADHD brain and probably would not appreciate that, heh. Thus I played it once and then other music. Compromise!)

But yes. Seriously. It’s so good. Gah. Go watch it!

[jwonsoon]

enhypen - how they show affection at school 𖨆♡𖨆

☼ authors note - hi guys first post :) thinking about life w them at school god im going nuts - def not proofread im just rambling !

heeseung

his way of showing affection is through subtle touches </3. 

during those school breaks after exhausting classes he just wants to see you and listen to how ur day went.

his hand is always hanging around u, whether thats ur knee or shoulder giving u small squeezes of reassurance while ur with all ur friends to remind u nonverbally that he misses u. 

also if u guys are laughing about something he is always looking at you w so much admiration or leaning into you god i want him 

jay

HE IS SO OBVIOUSSSS. i love him so much 

jay would have such starry eyes he would completely light up around u. he is so smiley and giggly around you laughing at ur jokes that were not even that funny. 

he’s also such a good listener like he’s just so attentive and give u the exact energy u need when ur ranting like he gives me “yea i really hate when that happens too…” vibes. 

buys u food anytime. 

he would be so insistent calling you over and telling him to sit with him cus he wants u near to him he’s barely seen u all day :(( he’d whisper ur name like “come here i miss youuuuu” i cant i cannot

jake 

HANDS HANDS HANDS. 

he loves playing w ur hands bopping them around and intertwining w them when ur talking to him. (think him and jungwon in enhypen&hi i cant do this) u also love doing the same to him, he gets all giddy but he still wants to be attentive to the rest of the friend group and not seem too obvious so he’ll be nodding and listening but he’ll occasionally look at u and smile to himself. god. 

his form of affection is just simply being with u. being close in proximity. he just loves the idea of u being there

he misses u and doesn’t wanna see u stressed!!!!  when his hands are free he’ll have his arm around u rubbing ur arm asking what he can do to help :(

would also be so visibly excited to see u if u haven’t seen e/o all day he makes u feel so special. he is so comforting i love him so bad jake i love u

sunghoon 

SUBTLE TOUCHES PART 2.

but this is more subtle it HURTS. his hand is always lingering around yours. and he always nudges u or he’s always looking down at ur hands that are barely touching and sometimes u dont notice so he gets pouty OH MY GOD.

secretly memorized ur schedule so at the end of one random class he’s finished early and hes just standing outside like 🧍 ALL AWK waiting for you to walk to lunch together and ur like how did u know i was here…hes like 🤷‍♂️

sunghoon is really subtle with it. if he senses you’re having a bad day he’s gonna be extra goofy w lame dad jokes to try and distract u. he’ll buy food for u but make it seem like it was for him and give it to u “just because.” sigh . the little things

jungwon 

despite being busy af. he will always make time for YOU. like he has a meeting but he receives a text that you’re about to go home? he will be excusing himself for 5 mins to give u a proper bye. FUCKKKKK

always texting u. ur laptop BETTTTERRR have DND on or else it will be pinging every 2 seconds. just like how this boy is always on weverse, he is constantly updating u about funny shit that happens in class or just what hes thinking or ur future hang out plans “we should go here on saturday”

he would so walk u home from school if y’all lived near and he would get sad if he can’t bring u one day like “how come ur leaving early i cant walk u home and ive barely seen u all week :( “

somehow always carrying ur stuff - especially if u tend to leave things behind. especially hoodies and waterbottles. like by the end of the day ur like “ok so why do u have half of my belongings.” when u guys pack up after lunch he is always picking up ur stuff b4 u cus he just knows u sometimes forget 😞 

sunoo 

no matter how busy y’all are. sunoo wants to see u ☹️ u guys have barely talked the whole day. he will text to meet in the middle of class just quickly. “what floor are you in? can u leave class rq i wanna say hi :(“ 

compliments. COMPLIMENTS. always the small details too like if he’ll notice if u tried a new makeup look or if u did ur hair different. he’ll make u feel so pretty

walks with u around the campus during lunch after you guys are done to have one on ones. he likes spending time one on one with you cus sometimes its harder within ur bigger group of friends awh. 

would always have ur arms linked and laugh about stupid things with you FUCK SUNOO MY SUNSHINE 

ni-ki 

i luv him NI-KI so much im gonna get emotional. 

when he laughs or gets excited he’s practically jumping onto u or puts his whole body weight on u you’ve almost fallen so many times. 

always squeezing ur shoulders from behind to catch ur attention cus he’s so tall, similar to this sometimes he scares u from behind and u get so startled and he loves it cus he thinks ur cute and silly </3 but he sometimes does it when you’ve seen him coming from like 4 miles away… goofy ass 

when hes with u he’ll scrunch his nose and whisper “cute” to himself bc he doesn’t wanna be obviousssss😜u cant know that hes’s SIMPING!! (but he doesnt realize that u did see it and ur geeking)

likes to hug u when theres no one else around or fully lean into u like hes about to get a good nights sleep  😭

[dejundary]

Bye bye 2023! You had some bops!!!

RULES: Give your 2023 music review by showing your fave boy group, fave girl group, fave soloists, fave debut and most played song of the year, then tag some friends to do theirs!

Tagging: @emoremix @bestleader @natalia-lafourcade if you haven't yet and would like to!

Readmore: Honourable Mentions

Every year, I make a subjective ranking of my fav k-pop songs.

Below is this year's list! Some fun facts:

In terms of soloists, there were a bunch of songs above Rover, but I chose Rover for the gifset because the others didn't have videos.

Collision, despite being my most played, isn't even in the subjective Top 40. I had 3 other SKZ songs already and wanted to preserve biodiversity!

I'm not sure if NCT DJJ should really count as a "debut", but no real rookie group debuts made the list. I thought MADELEINE and Per were debuts, but they're not!

[reader1238765]

Alastor x Reader

Chapter one:

One

i swallow

Two

breathing heavily

Three

Sweat drips down my temple

Four.

"Action!"

I smirk up at the camera as multiple men jump onto me.

I make all my prettiest faces.

Make all my prettiest sounds.

"That's it pretty girl"

Disgust riddles my body and I almost slip up.

I spit on his chest and giggle up at him as my arms are bound above my head.

He makes a disgusting noise.

I make an even worse one.

"Cut!"

I drop all my acts and all my trained motions.

"What the fuck was that Lemonie?"

I roll my eyes and roll out of the bed.

"What? Wasn't slutty enough? Or was it that you wanted it more innocent this time?"

"Oh please you don't want to start a fight with me right now. Do it right or don't do it at all and you know what happened when you don't do it at all. Don't you?" Valentino growls through his teeth.

I snarl and go back to my positions.

~

"Tough shoot?" Olivia

Oh Olivia Olivia Olivia.

Your all I breath for

Or... actually

"Ugh. 10"

"10?"

"10."

"Ahhh gotcha" she shrugs and hands me a coffee.

Her bedroom is a perfect palace of pink with her perfect heart mirrors and doors of wood and chains.

She's a very good actress.

I lay on her perfect palace pink bed with a heart headboard.

The tips of the roses sitting in a glass on her nightstand shake softly with the pacing of her soft bunny feet.

"Anyway doll I gotta head out for a shoot so I'll text ya later?"

Her long ears bop behind her as she skips out of the room.

The white fluff of her hair runs down her back, not quite to her butt but right above her little bunny tail.

"Bye Lonna!"

Lonna. Lonna Lonna Lonna.

I hate that name.

The name on my contract the name of my soul.

The very name that got me into this mess.

~

A simple bedroom with cotton pillows and bright hopes and dreams of vibrant colours.

Mashed browns and whites and greys, maybe some ivory, maybe some cloudy blue.

Nothing more than an estate of blandness.

"Lemonie!!!! Into the studio now."

Valentino's grading voice, like when people try to open a bottle with their teeth.

"What" I walk into the purple studio, heels clicking like the slapping of a whip.

"What the fuck is this Velvette? I told u to hashtag it and put as many as you could" Valentino is shoving an iPhone in Velvettes face, mad about something.

"Hashtags are thirsty. I won't be apart of that, do it yourself if u want to ruin your brand fuckface" she claps back and shows herself off.

Valentino's angry red eyes meet mine. Boy am I in for a day...

Walking around the V's skyscraper is like walking around a fire pit. Ash and all.

You have to balance enough to not fall in, but you have to act natural enough so it doesn't seem like you're trying.

The people sitting around the campfire would laugh if they saw you worried about a silly little flame.

A flame that could grow much bigger, a master of deception. A little flame that could secretly take down the entire world if given the chance.

The plain tiles, slick and shiny as always, reflect my bare feet dancing around, heels in hand, headphones berating my head.

I hum along, singing a word every now and then.

My green skin glistens with sweat, my equally just as green hair, down across my shoulders and to the floor.

(See end of chapter for picture of character) (you can change if u want)

I nod my head to the tune, Eyes closed.

"Lemonie what the fuck are you doing?"

I pause. My eyes open. And pretty wide too. Wide enough to see the smirk on Vox's face.

And the 7foot tall red demon he stands beside.

The harrowing smile plastered on his face seems permanent. His eyes just as wide as mine looking at me with curiosity.

"Uh" I look between Vox and the macabre demon beside him.

The demon blinks at me but the rest of him doesn't move an inch.

"Get the fuck out of here" Vox scoffs and I go on my merry way.

The tall demons engrossing glowing red eyes trail me as I leave the room.

Back to my boring little bedroom.

Ivory bed set and grey set walls. All plain and boring.

See, apparently I wasn't a good enough actor to put in bedroom requests.

A knock at my door peaks my interest and I open wide.

Wide enough for the world to see me.

Wide enough for my privatest parts to be plastered all over the city on billboards and jackasses trucks.

Wide enough for the camera to take just one more photo.

"Wider Lemonie" Valentino barks and I comply.

Nothing like contract work for a Saturday night.

"God fucking damn it Lemonie if you don't split your entire fucking pussy for this screen I swear to god I will do it for you" Valentino vociferates and I again try to please his needs.

I roll my eyes and besides my obvious concern for my own body I split.

As big and pretty as I can. Just for my Vali-Poo

"Valentino. My office now" Vox bursts in, giving me no more than a once over before pulling Valentino aside.

I take my opportunity to break and close my legs, grabbing a robe and holding it closer than any childhood toy i ever owned.

"Hey toots! Been waiting to see your face around here" Angel stumbles into the studio as I'm standing from the bed.

"Hey Angie" I smile and welcome him with open arms into a pretty shitty but well needed hug.

"Hey uh I got a favor to ask of u baby cakes I hope you don't mind"

"What's up?"

"So uh I got this friend and uh... so basically you know that hotel I'm staying at?"

"Yea?" I raise a brow expectantly

"Well... the owner, Charlie, is havin' a tough time recruiting people for her whole cause or whatever and I know that you want out of here.. so uh. You can come crash there for a bit? It's all free baby"

My red eyes dart between his and ponder.

"Like... just show up? And.. live there?"

"Yeah! It'll be fun, whadaya say?"

"Uh.. um. Well. How does Valentino feel about that?"

"Well you still gotta come and work.. but yk you don't have to be here your whole life and you can actually live.. even though ur... dead"

"Well."

Months and years and lifetimes worth of torture flood my brain and take my soul into a whorl wind of memories and hopes of freedom.

My first few months of the contract I begged that it wouldn't last forever but deep down I knew it would be till I wouldn't make him money anymore, then he would kill me and I would be free.

Even though I won't be free now... he could forget about me? But no. How could he forget when the name Lonna is plastered on one of his contracts.

He could be madder.. he could leave me alone.. he could punish me more than he ever has before...

I could be free.

"I'm in"

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Third chapter coming soon! 👹👹

[bapydemonprincess]

Gee I wonder if any tumblrina kuro bloggers into specifically the weston boys and in a very specific typa way have imagined a parody of them playing cricket to the famed song I Don't Dance (From "High School Musical 2")

Uh not me nope not like I was trying to see what the fuss was about those freakin cheesy teen bop musicals and that song made me think about it uh yeah bye

[katiedido2]

Trick or Treat! 🎃

Oh wow!

Thanks for the ask, @mrmustachious, and Happy Halloween!

I don't have anything specifically Halloween-related. But I do have a fluffy little short story with a witch and her favourite Tracy nephew.

Enjoy!

-o-o-o-

Young at Heart

Sitting at her desk, Selene typed up the notes from her concluded holo-tarot reading. She heard a soft scuffle outside her open door. No one was there, though she detected the faint scent of soap, sunshine and jam. Suppressing a smile, she reread what she had typed. She heard the scuffle again. Glancing up, she caught a large brown eye watching her between the door and the jamb. It was one of her favourite weeTracys!(™ pending). She again suppressed a smile. Satisfied with her notes, Selene saved the file and closed her laptop.

“Auntie Sele?” Her eldest nephew, Kip, poked his head around the door.

“Hi, sweet baby. Come on in.” Virgil’s five-year-old mini-me smiled, and he swiftly made his way to his aunt. “What’s up?” She hugged him.

He pulled back and frowned, making him look even more like his father. “Can I ask you a question?”

Amused, Selene tried to look equally serious and nodded. “Of course, little love. What is it?”

Kip glanced back at the door and leaned in close to Selene. “Are you a grown-up?”

Surprised, Selene sat back and regarded him. Slowly, she rose and crossed to the door. Looking out to ensure no one was nearby, she closed the door and returned to Kip. Kneeling beside him, she leaned in close and whispered, “No, I’m not. I’m still a kid, but no one knows.”

Kip's open face lit up. He grinned. “I KNEW IT!”

Gods, she loved this sweet little boy. “But this is our secret because the others can never know, okay?”

“Because they think you’re a grown-up and wouldn’t understand?”

“Exactly.”

“Cool!”

-o-o-o-

Two days later, Kip sidled up to Selene in the kitchen while she was finishing her breakfast. He kissed her on the cheek. “Good morning, Auntie Sele.”

“Good morning, Kip. How are you?”

“I’m okay. How are you?”

Selene smiled at his formality. “I’m good, thank you, sweetie. What’s up?”

He glanced around the room, checking that Uncle J at the sink couldn’t hear them. He casually leaned against the table, dropping his voice to a whisper. “Your secret is still safe with me.”

Selene leaned into the small child and bopped him gently on the nose. “I never doubted you for a second, sweetie.”

Kip smiled before turning serious. His dark brows knit together. “Does Uncle J know you’re still a kid?”

“He does because I trust him and know I can talk to him about anything.” She saw Kip look disappointed. “Married people don’t keep secrets like this from each other. Your parents don’t have secrets from each other.”

He considered this. “No, I ‘spose not.”

“But you two are the only ones who know.”

That restored the boy’s sunny disposition.

“Kip? Where are you?” Aunt and nephew saw his mother coming down the stairs. “Kip?”

“I’m here, Mum.”

Rebecca smiled at her son. “Grandpa and Alex are waiting in the hangers for you. Unless you don’t want to go with them to Christchurch….”

“Oh, right! I do! Bye, Aunie Sel, I gotta go!”

“Of course. Have fun!” Selene grinned and winked at him. Kip smiled in return and, putting a finger on his eyelid, closed one eye to mimic her wink before taking off to join his grandpa and brother.

Rebecca watched her son go. Tilting her head, she looked at Selene. “What was that about?”

Selene shrugged. “I’ve no idea. He’s a sweetie, isn’t he? Just like his dad.”

Rebecca nodded, hesitantly. “Hm. He reminds me of Scott.”

-o-o-o-

A week later, Kip returned from a walk with his Aunt Kayo and found Selene alone in the sunken lounge.

“Hi, Auntie Sele!”

“Hi, Kip! What have you got there?”

Kip bounded over and sat next to her on the couch. “I found this on our walk and thought you would like it.” He handed her a vaguely heart-shaped rock. He rested his head against her shoulder and sighed. “It’s not as pretty as your other rocks, but I thought you might like the shape.”

Pulling him into a hug, Selene kissed the top of his head. “I loved it! Thank you so much for thinking of me.”

Kip pushed away from her and looked around the room, ensuring they were alone. “Can I tell you a secret, Auntie Sele?”

Selene also looked about to ensure their privacy. “Of course. Always.”

The little boy leaned back into her. “Even when I get big like daddy, I’m gonna stay a kid like you.”

“You are?” He nodded. “Good. Well, I won’t tell anyone.”

“And I won’t tell anyone about you! Oh. There’s more.”

“Really?”

He nodded again. “I’m gonna fly Thunderbird One when I’m big. Oh, I know Daddy wants me to fly Two, but I really, really love Thunderbird One.” 

Selene hid a smile. This was hardly a secret. To his father’s consternation and his grandfather and uncles’ amusement, Kip had informed his family of his plans two years ago.

“An’ I’m gonna marry a witch jus’ like you.”

Selene’s jaw dropped slightly. “You are?”

Kip blinked. “Oh, I love Mummy, an’ she’s a fine mummy, but….” He glanced around to ensure they were still alone. “You’re more fun. When I’m big ‘nuf, will you help me find her like Uncle Jay found you?”

Momentarily gobsmacked, Selene stared at his earnest face and blinked back a surprised tear. “Oh... Oh, sweet boy, of course I will. When you’re big enough.”

“Thank you, Auntie Sele.” Kip crawled onto her lap and hugged her. “I love you...oh!” He jumped to his feet. “I almos’ forgot. I have to find Alex! I’m late to play! Byeee!”

“Bye.” Selene watched Kip run out of the lounge, searching for his mother and twin. There was a beep, and a hologram of John appeared.

“There you are; I was - hey, are you okay?”

Selene wiped away a tear and drew a shaky breath. “Yeah.”

“Are you sure? I can come down if you need me.”

“No, It’s not necessary.”

“Selene…”

“No, I’m fine, really.” She chuckled. “Though my heart was just mugged by a five-year-old.”

John regarded her for a moment. “Kip?”

Selene nodded. “Gods, he’s a love. He’s just like Virgil.”

John smirked. “I would argue he’s just like Scott. But what did he do? ‘Cause I don’t remember Virgil making grown women cry.”

“Hmm... Maybe he gets it from Rebecca.”

“Okaay, but what did he do?”

“He told me something lovely, which surprised me, that’s all.”

John looked closely at his wife. “You know, if things stay quiet, I’ll be down in an hour, and we can hang out.”

“I’d like that.”

-o-o-o-

[firstkanaphans]

I am going to miss BoP. It was my whole joy for the last few weeks! Not to sound too greedy but could you maybe imagine writing the proposal one day? If akk already has the ring I mean

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Akk hadn’t thought he would be nervous, but he was. As had become his habit anytime the anxiety of proposing threatened to overwhelm him, he pulled the ring, which he had been keeping locked in his office at work, out of his desk drawer and stared at it—a promise kept hidden in a little velvet box.

The ring was gold with a row of diamonds on both the top and the bottom of the band and inside was engraved their initials. Akk had had it for months, biding his time, but the perfect moment had never come and when he tried to manufacture one himself, he inevitably lost his nerve before he could actually get around to popping the question. It had become a constant source of worry for him and he didn’t want to live with it any longer. They were going back to the beach where they had taken their very first vacation together this weekend and by the end of it, Akk was going to ask Aye to marry him.

He felt pretty confident that Aye would say yes, but “pretty confident” was not “positive” and Akk had been rejected before. Seven years ago, when he had barely had enough money to do such things, he had gotten dressed in his nicest suit, rented out a private room in the fanciest restaurant in the city, and proposed to Mes with an obscenely expensive ring (and an even more obscenely expensive bottle of champagne seeing as how they never actually got around to drinking it). Mes had, of course, refused, because none of their problems could be fixed with a ring, and although logically Akk knew that his rejection had been a gift in disguise, that fear of being told no—of being told that he still wasn't good enough—lingered.

Akk sighed, pocketing the ring. No matter what happened, it would live in his desk no longer.

The end of the work day was rapidly approaching and Akk had no intention of staying any later than he had to, but to his surprise, he was only halfway through packing his briefcase when he heard a familiar voice from the next room. A smile pulled at his lips, flattered, as he always was when Aye chose to visit him at work, but then he heard what he was saying.

“And, you know, if you try really hard, the boss might even sleep with you.”

“Aye,” Akk snapped, storming out of his office to find Aye smirking over at him from his spot perched on the new intern’s desk. The poor boy was beet red and Akk made a mental note to apologize to him later. “Get over here. Stop harassing the interns.”

“But it’s so fun!”

Thua snorted from behind his own desk, but hastily turned it into a cough at Akk’s glare of disapproval.

Realizing he wasn’t going to get help from anyone else, Akk crossed the room in a huff, grabbed Aye by the arm, and dragged him off of the desk by force.

“Okay, bye!” Aye said as Akk pulled him towards the office, waving excitedly to the petrified intern he had only just met. “And remember: if you don’t like it here, you can always head down to Suwannarat & Associates where we never sleep with our interns!”

Akk finally managed to get him into his office and shut the door behind them. “What are you doing here?” he snapped, turning to glare at his smug boyfriend.

“I left work early. I wanted to come say hi!”

Knowing that he really shouldn’t encourage such behavior, Akk hid his delight behind a massive eye roll. “How have you not been fired yet? I am so glad you don’t work for me.”

“Me too,” Aye agreed immediately. “Because otherwise, I couldn’t do this…”

He grabbed Akk’s face and pulled him down into a kiss far dirtier than it had any right to be. Akk tried to push him away half-heartedly, but he had never been good at saying no to Aye, so when Aye gripped onto his lapels tighter, holding him in place, Akk just let him. Until he heard the lock on his office door click.

“Aye,” Akk warned.

Aye blinked up at him innocently. “Yes?”

“Save it for the beach.” Akk was practically begging even though he knew from experience it was pointless. Aye had developed some sort of Pavlovian response to Akk's office after fucking him in here once and his appetite simply could not be sated. Akk liked to pretend that his could and yet he never actually stopped him. He never wanted to.

“But the beach is so far away,” Aye pouted, backing him towards his desk. Akk ran into it and was forced to sit down on top as Aye settled between his legs happily. Akk swallowed hard and Aye smirked.

“Aye,” Akk warned again. Aye threw his arms around Akk and started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Oh, come on,” he purred into Akk’s ear. “You want to. I know you do. I promise I’ll be quick.”

Akk looked towards the door, thinking about his employees on the other side who probably at least suspected what was happening, but it was after closing time anyway. They were free to leave. He looked back down at Aye and as seconds passed without Akk saying anything, Aye’s smirk widened until finally, he took Akk’s silence as permission and kissed him again. Only this time, the kiss wasn’t a greeting or an apology. It was a prelude to something.

Without once breaking their kiss, Aye unzipped Akk’s pants and began stroking him. And when Akk came, he came with Aye’s engagement ring hidden in the breast pocket of his suit jacket—right over his heart.

—

The private villa Akk had rented for them at the beach was just as beautiful as he remembered it. It was the same one they’d stayed in the last time they'd been there and the decor hadn’t changed a bit in the intervening year. It was familiar and comforting and it reminded him of a year ago when he had come here and thought he couldn’t possibly fall even more in love with the boy who came with him. He had been wrong. He hadn’t known then that the love between them would only grow. And yet here he was now, lying naked in bed next to his sleeping lover, and his heart was so full it felt like it might burst. It was a novel feeling—one he hadn’t thought he was capable of.

He had moved the ring into the nightstand as soon as they arrived, but as the waves crashed in the distance, he pulled it out to stare at it once more. In the early morning light, it shined as bright as the newly risen sun.

It occurred to Akk that if Aye was awake, he could ask him right now, surrounded by all the trappings of domesticity that he had longed for forever, but at the very thought, his stomach recoiled and he heard again Mes’s soft “Akk, I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you,” and although Mes and Aye and their situations could not be more different, it still haunted him.

He wondered if Aye suspected anything. They had talked about marriage, of course, but only in the abstract, and, in the grand scheme of things, they hadn’t actually been dating all that long. Aye was so young—marriage was likely the last thing on his mind—but Akk knew, without a doubt, that Aye was it for him. He wanted to wake up every day just like this, surrounded by sunshine and happiness and Aye for the rest of his days.

Aye rolled over next to him, slowly waking, and Akk quickly hid the ring. It took a minute for Aye to open his eyes, but once he did, he caught sight of Akk and his face lit up so brightly it was almost as if, after all this time, he had still thought Akk might be a dream. Akk's heart melted.

“Good morning,” he said, ruffling Aye’s hair.

Aye smiled and he smiled and he smiled.

—

They spent the day on the beach, lounging beneath an oversized umbrella, but when Akk got up to refill their drinks, he returned to find that Aye had disappeared. He quickly found him, however, sitting at the shoreline with a boy of maybe five or six playing in the sand at his side, demanding Aye's help building a sand castle.

Aye was shirtless, his hair an absolute mess as if he’d been dragged out from underneath the safety of their cabana by force, but Akk had no desire to rescue him. He had never seen Aye interact with a child before and watching it unfold in front of him was a goddamn revelation. He couldn’t help but imagine years from now, a child just like this—only with Aye’s mischievous smirk painted across his lips. Akk set the drinks down and then wandered towards the water to get a closer look.

“You have to wet the sand first,” Aye was saying as he approached. “Like this.” He showed the boy exactly what to do and it was only as Akk’s shadow fell over them that he realized they were being watched. He tilted his head towards Akk and smiled, his cheeks stained pink by the sun.

“Your drink is here,” Akk said, gesturing towards the cabana.

“I’ll get it in a minute,” Aye said and then nodded to the boy playing obliviously next to him. “I told Nong Jam here that I would help him dig a moat.”

Jam giggled without looking up and Akk was certainly not stupid enough to argue with a child. “Well, you and Nong Jam have fun then,” he said, leaning down to kiss the top of Aye’s head, his heart as warm as the midday sun.

When he got back to his lounge chair, the woman in the cabana next to him leaned over and said, “Thank you for letting my son steal your husband. We’ve been here a week already and I can’t build another sand castle—I just can’t. He’s good with him.”

Husband.

Akk looked down to the water where the boy was now throwing sand at Aye like snowballs and instead of getting angry, Aye laughed uproariously as if he had never had more fun. Akk found himself reaching for the ring in his bag, but he couldn’t propose to him here. Not yet. So he just laid back and watched.

—

Akk made reservations at a fancy restaurant for dinner. He hadn’t rented out a whole room like he had with Mes—turns out an eerily quiet restaurant isn’t as romantic as one might think—but he kind of liked the idea of proposing again in a similar place to where it had all gone wrong the first time. He thought it might be poetic in a way. Where one story ended, another might begin to erase the bad memories that had come before it. But when he stepped out of the shower wearing a suit he had deemed nice enough to propose in, he found that Aye had already fallen asleep.

He was laying on top of their bedsheets, still dressed in the shorts he had worn to the beach. His cheeks were adorably colored, his chest rising and falling with each breath, and he looked the very picture of relaxation. It had been a long day. In fact, it had been a long month—at least for Aye. He’d had a huge project at work that he’d only just finished and this vacation had been planned partially as a celebration of his hard work.

Akk sighed and sat down next to him on the mattress, pushing his hair out of his eyes the way a parent might do for a child. “Aye, baby,” he said. “Wake up. We need to go to dinner.”

But instead of opening his eyes, Aye just groaned and rolled over so that he was half in Akk’s lap. “Don’t want to wake up,” he mumbled.

“But—” Akk started, thinking about the ring and the restaurant, but then Aye tilted his face up, leveling Akk with the full force of his puppy dog pout, and Akk’s resolve melted away entirely.

“Can we just stay here tonight?” Aye whined. “Just the two of us? Please?”

And god, that did sound amazing. “Are you sure?” Akk asked because when he explained the situation to Aye later—that he had willfully chosen to sleep straight through his own proposal—Akk wanted to be able to remind him truthfully that he had tried to talk him out of it.

Aye nodded happily and pulled Akk down onto the bed next to him where, although Akk wasn’t the least bit tired, he held his boyfriend in his arms and fell asleep.

—

When Akk awoke the next morning, he was in bed alone. He had shed his suit sometime during the night and was now only wearing a dress shirt and underwear. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to reorient himself. He hadn’t gotten far when Aye walked into the room with a giant tray of breakfast food in hand.

“Good morning!” Aye chirped.

“Jesus Christ. Did you order all of this?” Akk asked, grabbing the tray so that Aye could crawl into bed with him. He was wearing one of the silk robes that had come with the room, but he slipped it off before sliding in next to Akk.

“I was hungry,” Aye said with a shrug, plucking a grape off of the tray and popping it into his mouth. Anything they could possibly want to eat was laid out in front of them: fruit, pastries, eggs, bacon, porridge, samosas. “We skipped dinner, remember?”

“Oh, I remember,” Akk said. “I’m assuming you charged all of this to the room? Which I paid for?”

“What’s yours is mine. Right, baby?” he said, reaching out to pinch Akk’s cheeks. Akk swatted him away, but he couldn’t completely hide his smile. “Here, open up.” He had a chocolate-covered strawberry in his hand, but Akk didn’t trust him to get it into his mouth without making a mess.

“Aye,” he warned.

“Ahh,” Aye said, opening his own mouth to demonstrate what exactly he wanted Akk to do and because Akk was incapable of saying no to him, he opened his mouth and let Aye feed him.

The strawberry was sweet and it tasted like summer and as soon as Akk swallowed it, Aye grabbed his neck and kissed him full on the lips as if he wanted to taste it too.

When he pulled away, he was smiling, his lips wet, his eyes sparkling. Akk had never seen anything more beautiful. And although they had a whole day planned involving a yacht and a private island and some of the most beautiful scenery the country had on offer, Akk knew that nothing would ever beat this moment right here, laughing in bed with his best friend, no pomp, no circumstance, just the two of them against the whole world.

Akk reached out and wiped the fruit juice off of Aye’s lips with his thumb and then took him by the hand. “Marry me,” he said.

Aye rolled his eyes as if he thought it was a joke, but a blush rose heavy on his cheeks. “Yeah, sure, okay. Eat your strawberries.”

“I’m serious,” Akk said, but he could see on Aye’s face that he still wasn’t entirely sure whether to believe him. Akk squeezed his hand once and then let it go so that he could reach over the side of the bed and pick his suit jacket off of the floor. He reached into the pocket, pulled out the ring box, and then presented it to Aye, who stared at it, eyes wide. “Aye, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you please marry me?”

Aye looked from Akk to the ring and back again, then reached over and removed it carefully from the box. “Is this real?” he asked, turning it over in his hand and Akk thought he should probably be frustrated at Aye for doubting him, he wasn’t. Instead, he found it endearing.

“Aye,” Akk prompted fondly. “If you could please answer me, I would really appreciate it.”

Aye looked up, still in shock, but he seemed to have finally accepted that whatever this was, it was real. “You really want to marry me?” he asked, voice soft.

“I really want to marry you,” Akk answered. He had never been more sure about anything.

For several seconds, Aye just sat there, soaking it in, but then his face broke into a wild grin and he lunged across the bed to hug Akk, knocking the breakfast tray and all of its contents to the floor. Neither of them cared.

“Of course I will marry you, Akk. Oh my god!” He placed smacking kisses all over Akk’s face and probably would have continued to do so if Akk hadn’t stopped him just long enough to take the ring from his hand and slip it onto his finger instead. It fit perfectly.

“Mine,” Akk said, looking his fiancé straight in the eyes. His heart overflowed.

“Yours,” Aye agreed. And then he kissed him and he didn’t stop kissing him for a very long time.

Later, as they lay next to each other in bed, food and clothing still scattered on the floor, Aye rested his head on Akk’s chest with his hand stretched out in front of him, staring at the ring that was finally his.

“You weren’t expecting it, were you?” Akk asked.

Aye shook his head, his smile growing wider. “I always thought I would be the one who had to propose. I wasn’t sure you had it in you.”

Akk rolled his eyes. “Are you disappointed?” he asked.

“No," Aye admitted with a shrug. "I kind of like being spoiled.”

“You don’t say.”

Eventually, Aye let his hand fall back onto Akk’s chest where it settled right over his heart. Aye nuzzled closer to him, his nose cold, but his body deliciously warm.

“Never take it off, okay?” Akk asked.

Aye smiled against his skin, clearly pleased. “Whatever you say, Boss.”

And there, staring down at the man who would one day become his husband, he found the perfect moment he had been waiting for all along and he knew that his heart was now tucked safely in Aye’s chest where it would stay, cherished and protected, forevermore.

[bitchboi-gogurt]

oooo got tagged by @wullfric ! I've never done one of these so lesgetit ig

Favorite colour: hmmMMMMMMM I'm at a big split between blue-green (teal, turquoise, etc) or blue (basic ik). while blue can be found pretty much everywhere blue-green is a little trickier to find, especially when it comes to things like clothing. I currently only own like one shirt that's blue-green. I think I'll have to go with blue-green for it's scarcity, from where I am at least.

Last song I listened to: HOOBOYY this one's a little embarrassing but... I last listened to "Mind's Eye Squared" by TheRoyalTony and Smile Doeg (it's a bop, ok) the version I tend to listen to is from a gameplay video since for some reason on the channel of the team/project that the song was made for, the version they uploaded is a little different to how it is in the mod (version I listen to https://youtu.be/Fol-N9eEs7I?si=f_MUlLVjAkVBgd4d). although, a friend of mine has recommended I listen to Ayesha Ericota, so I might check out that artist after this.

Currently reading: ohhh... I haven't been reading for a while now. unfortunately, not even vn readings since I've been busy with job hunting and art (among other things). I have been meaning to get onto burrows since that vn looks really well made (art is scrumptious, and I̸̹̩͆̈̄͠ ̶̛͙̱̗͌̒͗t̸͎̖͕̯̒̎̚h̶͇̟̭̔̃̃̂i̵͕̱̊̐͝n̸̟͊͑͗k̶̨̻͠ ̸͙̜̙̒̐̑V̵̤͕͇̹̓̈́ḯ̴̹̫̜̳̂r̶͚̃ͅǵ̸̰͕͆̕i̸̳̳̬̫͒̏͘l̸̘͂ ̴͍̙̤͔́̆͠í̸̗͗š̶̯̳̻̻̉͛͒ ̵͔̎̇h̸͕͈͐ò̷̩̒͆t̷̠͖̜̟̅̌.̴͎͖͎̉̈́ͅ.̵̧͕̩̻͊́͑͠.̴̜̦͚̑̔). maybe one day I'll get back to reading for fun!

Currently watching: oh! I've been rewatching Gnollplaying Games' ttrpg Cape Escape while working on art! (*koff koff bad boy otter mutual koof koff*) it's a very neat little playthrough and I highly recommend people give it watch, as well as their other campaigns! (with the second season of Cape Escape currently ongoing btw!) you can find them on youtube right here! happy watching!

Currently craving: w̵̡͓̼̪͔̻̣̺͙̠̯̱͑̓̂͂̈́̈̾̇̾̚͝ē̴̢̢̱̰̺̩̜̤̟̜̯̩̉̈́̍̓̓̄̋̍́̆̔̚͠ŗ̷̝͉͖̗̙̅̅̀̐̃́̀̑̓̾̅̄͂͘̕̕ḙ̶̜̦͔̟̟͙̭̞̣̻͈̯̊̒͂͂̊͐̉̉̋̅̊̈̈́͘͝w̵̧̢̢̛̛̼̪̯̞̮̩͚̞̭̩͙̾̈̌̀̉̌̅̊̂̚͠ơ̸͓̰̟̇͗̀̎l̸̤̼͇̹̫̯͉̭͛̔̃́̔̿̈́͛̾͒͂̎̂͜ͅf̸̻̫̌̃ ̷̨̢͍͔̯͎̹̼̗̬̠̤̝̮̆̀̀̾̔̎̔̇̉̈́̀̿̈̈́̚͘͝b̷̨͕̱͈͈̫̟̻̳͎͇͗̍̃̐̾̃͑́͌̒̆̓̕̕͘͜͠͠ȍ̵̰̯̠̳̱͎͉̖̞̹̞͕̩̼͉̽̃̽̓́́̄̊̾͆̍̏̀͝y̷̧̡̛͉͖͕͎͇̮͇͉͇̫͎̼͙͚͊͛̎͌͐̄̚͜͝͠͠ḟ̷̧̧̛̠̗̤̜͚̀͆̓̋̈́̎̂͊̓ṟ̶̨̧͍͇̦̟̘̞̱̙͔̀̍̇̽̅̆͐̊̐̿̔͠į̴̨͕͍̬̺͙̥͔͚͎̤̒͊̅̽̐̅͑͋̃̚͝͠ë̶͉̟͙͈̺͒̓̍́̇̉́̑̌͆͑̾̕͝n̸̨̳͎͖̦̳͎͔̠͐̀̉̉̾͛͗̐̌̌͛̌͌͘͝ḍ̴̨̢͎̲̾̿̀̓̂͋͛̔̚̚̚ ...water, which is currently right next to me so if you'll excuse me...

Coffee or Tea: heh, tea... I'm not really a fan of the taste of coffee, love the smell of it though!

tagging: oh goody! I think I'll tag @ivanisly-kun , @cypfi , @civilotterneer , @trazomstrombist , @bigwoofsy , @maned-dog , and any others who wish to join! (this is purely optional btw)

this was fun!

hmmm...

it's been a while since I last uploaded something music related to this blog...

I think if you've made it this far into this little tag game I'd say you've earned a little treat...

though, to be honest I'm not sure when I'll finish this piece, if i finish it

well anyways, I've rambled for long enough, here it is! consider it a little treat? (p.s. it's kinda like a little fanart to one of the things I mentioned above, I'll let you try and figure that one out teehee)

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bye bye now!