#but listen overthinking is the jam

[britcision]

Okay new headcanon just dropped

Short King Danny

But I mean Short Short, like he’s not gotten any taller since a couple years after the portal

And I mean

He met Dan

He Knows he’s supposed to get tall and buff and hot

Reaches Dan’s age, where The Fuck is his growth spurt???

Tucker and Sam can both prop an elbow on his head no worries

Jazz is 6’7 fuck you

Danny finally breaks and goes to Clockwork like “what the shit Dan wasn’t evil cuz he got tall what the hell where is mine”

Clockwork just smiles at him

“Oh that’s easy, you didn’t have enough power to beat Dan outright so I let you borrow from your future self”

And for ghosts

Power has a pretty straight line to max size

(Taking on a smaller size at will after that is just another flex)

Danny, annoyed, confused, half convinced Dan sucked the height outta him through his fists, says “fucking whatever”

Ghost coronation is coming up

Danny figures “okay this is a lotta new power, better not go ghost outta the zone for a bit”

Ghost King Danny is fucking skyscrapers tall, has to stay in the zone to get his shit under control

Figures “hell yeah this should make up for whatever Clockwork did, finally I shall be able to reach the top shelf”

Turns back

Is shorter

[queerbauten]

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[scarletaqua]

Trophy (18+)

G!P Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) Reader

I’m so obsessed with her😭

Some of the scenarios here doesn’t follow the first episode of SWF2. For example, I put Jam republic seats across BEBE.

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Bada won the trophy…

Y/n’s POV:

“I’m so nervous. Everyone is so intimidating”

Being in the same group with ‘THE Kirsten’ is probably the best thing that happened to me. She taught me everything there is to know about dancing. I started dancing five years ago, hence the nervousness.

“Girl, you got this. Why do you think I picked you to join this competition?”

Kirsten’s reassurance calms me down a bit. But I still can’t help to overthink scenarios in my mind. Especially when I’m trying not to fangirl over Bada Lee. She’s the reason I pursue this career, it’s feels like a dream knowing that your idol is sitting across you. And staring at you.

The Mc’s voice rang through out the place meaning the break’s over and we’re now starting with a freestyle battle. Audrey asked me what’s happening and why are the other contenders suddenly looks serious, i told her that they’re starting the show with a battle. Knowing how to speak Korean is a blessing to me and my teammates. I thank duolingo.

“So why does everyone look like they have beef with each other?” Audrey whispered.

“For drama”, I whispered back to her.

“Ahh”

“Guys, listen.” Kirsten pulls all of us out of the conversation to listen to the host. I didn’t even noticed that Latrice and the others were listening.

“Nod your head y’all, like you understand what he’s saying”

“Great thinking, Latrice” , Emma responded.

As the battle of ‘No Respect’ comes up, a girl from 1million, Redy, challenges Bada to a battle. Which of course Bada won, they must have some sort of past relation when Bada answered Redy’s ‘No Respect’ challenge with ‘Subin-ah, you’re still an eight grader to me’.

After Kirsten’s battle against a girl from Mannequeen, everyone took a break.

“Hey, someone’s looking at you” Ling suddenly pointed out to me. And the girls of course turned their heads to where Ling is looking. Bada went back to her position talking to her members before I even see her looking at me.

“She’s probably a fan of Kirsten, Ling” I told her, but then she just smiled at me as if she knows something. “What? I’m just saying”

“Stop it. I’m gonna go to the washroom”

I stood up from my seat and skim my way through the crowd of staffs. I finally found the washroom and went inside to fix my make up. I can’t believe I saw Bada. She’s so tall and charismatic. And her dance against Redy is something that would probably stick in my mind even after this show. As i was re-applying my lipstick the bathroom door opened revealing Bada. I tried not to look at her when she washes her hands beside me. More likely I can’t, I’m like frozen in spot.

“Hey”

Oh my god, she’s talking to me. Okay be cool, be cool.

“Hello” I responded in Korean, as I bowed to greet her.

“Oh you can speak Korean, that’s great” I look up at her to see her smiling down at me. It’s a great sight to see. Like God’s blessing. “So, you’re from Jam Republic right?”

“Yes”

“I’m Bada by the way. Bada Lee, from BEBE” she holds out her hand for me to shake.

“I’m Y/n L/n. And I know who you are, I’m a fan”

I gently shook her hand and she seems pleased with my respond. Stop looking at me with that smile, I’m gonna melt. I was going to let go of the handshake when she pulls me a bit closer to her.

“Can I take you out to dinner?”

Huh?

“Huh?”

“I’d like to take you out on a date, if it’s okay with you”

“Huh?”

My Lord, Save me.

Actually don’t, but pray for me. This woman is too much. I can’t believe she asked me out. I must be dreaming. No, I need to calm down. I have to think this through. Girl! What’s there to think about this is Bada Lee!

“In one condition, if you win another battle. I’ll go on a date with you” Why did i say that! I should’ve said yes!

“You can’t back out now. Pick you up at 8.” She slowly let go of my hand and gave me a smile before walking out the door.

I can’t breathe

I went out after 10 minutes to calm myself down. I then sat down with my teammates, Ling once again looked at me with a teasing smile.

“Your admirer went out looking for you, did you guys meet?”

“No”

“Hmmm”

~Timeskip after the battle~

“So, I’ll be seeing you at 8 then”

Of course she won, I should’ve said yes earlier, now my teammates can’t stop looking at me.

“Yes, actually you can take her now”

“Ling! Oh my god, don’t mind her please” Bada laughs at them and then looked at me waiting for my answer. “I’ll text you my address” , I gave her my phone to type her number in.

“I’ll be waiting for your text”

Bada went with her teammates to their dressing room, skipping happily like a kid. I watched her vanish from my view as my team and I made our way to our room.

“Did not meet, my ass”

“Shut up, Ling”, I tried to walk faster so I can think about what just happened.

“You should invite her to your apartment here, I mean her dinner is there”

“Please stop.”

“Nope”

“Kirsten please make her stop”

“Nuh-uh, I’m enjoying this”

Kill me now

~Timeskip~

I texted Bada my location as soon as I got home. I bought an apartment here in Korea when I attended a dance class for half a year. I immediately took a shower and pick out my outfit. I ended up with a red satin fitted dress and matched my make up with it.

I’m now sitting in my couch waiting for Bada to arrive. She haven’t texted me back but she read my message so it’s okay. As I was skimming through Netflix on what to watch while waiting for her, my doorbell rang. She’s pretty early, it’s only 7:30pm. I opened my door revealing a drenched Bada.

“Oh my god! What happened to you? Come in!”

I immediately took a towel from my cupboard and gave it to her.

“It’s okay its only my jacket that is wet. It’s raining so hard outside, we might have to re schedule our date.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. It must have been a hassle getting here.” How did I not notice the weather outside, now I feel bad for making her come here.

“It’s alright. I brought some wine, and these are for you”, she handed me the flowers and set down the wine on the coffee table. She looks so good drying her hair.

“You didn’t have to you know, but thank you. I appreciate it”, I stood up and put the flowers on a vase. I was gonna put it on the dining table when I bumped into Bada.

“Careful now”

“Sorry, I didn’t see you behind me”

“Let me take those, you want it in your dining table right?”

She took the vase from my hand and put them on the table. I did not notice what she was wearing when she came in earlier, but now that I have time to check her out, she look so handsome in a button up shirt and black slacks. I did not notice her calling my name, as I was busy thanking the lord.

“Y/n, you alright?”

“Huh? Oh yes. I was just thinking, we don’t have to reschedule our date.” Bada looked at me waiting for me to continue.

“We can just order food and have our date here”

‘…her dinner is there…’ out of my head, Ling.

“Uh, sure. We can do that. What do you want?”

We decided on Chinese food and sat down ourselves in the living room. Bada standing in front of the tv looking for a movie to watch while I look at my messages. I ignored the one from my teammates, they’re probably wondering what’s happening.

“Hey, the food place is running late on schedule. They said it might take a while because of the rain.” Bada informed me, as she typed in her phone.

“That’s okay, we can watch a movie while waiting for the food”

I poured the wine on our glasses and handed hers. I took a sip of my glass and looked at the tv. I can’t believe how she can look so charismatic while looking for a movie. Oh Lord. I’m down bad. This is bad. I took another sip of my wine, it’s honestly sweet, I leaned forward to looked at the brand of the wine when I heard Bada asked me about a movie.

“Y/n, what about this one. It’s abou-“

I looked up at Bada waiting for her to continue what she’s saying, only to see her looking down past my face. Or rather my chest. I quickly leaned back fixing my dress a bit.

“I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean to stare at your chest”

Bada is now blushing furiously, it’s unusual to see her like this. All flustered and stuttering her words. Interesting.

“It’s alright, sit beside me. Let’s watch your pick” I said as I pat the space beside me on the couch.

Bada sat beside me, with at least two feet between us. I laughed at her and told her to sit closer. She did sat closer but her face is still red from the event earlier. The movie starts playing it’s a horror film with Jenna Ortega in it. I think it’s called ‘X’. The thunder and rain outside fits perfectly with the movie. I looked at the person beside me, watching the movie so intensely. I can see her side profile perfectly, her sharp jaw, her tall nose. Everything about is so attractive. I saw her clenched her jaw, while watching the movie.

“Ohh~ baby. Just like that~”

Huh?

I immediately turned my head towards the tv and saw what’s happening. They’re having sex. That’s why she was clenching her jaw. Oh my god.

Third Person POV:

Y/n can’t help but noticed Bada’s response to the movie. She saw Bada quietly took a pillow and put it on her lap. She thought it was probably to help her be more comfortable. What she didn’t know is Bada was trying not to react to the movie. Bada’s grip on the pillow harden, turning her knuckles white. And this time Y/n ask if she’s feeling okay.

“Y-yes. Just feeling a bit hot”, Bada answered trying to not look at the gorgeous girl beside her.

“I can turn on the air conditioner if you want”

Y/n stood up trying to find the remote for the AC, and she found the remote beside Bada.

Y/n leaned forward to reach the remote but failed. She then gave up when Bada told her not to turn the AC on. Bada then poured more wine to her glass and downed it in one go. The movie continues now with the horror scenes. Y/n is a scaredy cat. Bada learned that tonight, when she felt Y/n screamed and hug her. Bada gave in and hugged Y/n closer to her. Her perfume intoxicating her, leaning herself towards the smaller girl. Y/n not noticing the effect she had on Bada, she climbed on her lap replacing the pillow on Bada’s lap. Y/n heard Bada groans thinking she hurt the girl.

“I’m sorry, did I hit you?” Y/n pulled away and asked worriedly.

The taller girl did not answer and just looked at her in the eye. Y/n was surprised at the close proximity between them. She was going to get up from Bada’s lap when she was pulled back in the old position.

“Stay, Y/n”

Bada leaned her head on Y/n’s shoulder pulling the smaller girl closer to her. This gave her more opportunity to smell that intoxicating perfume once again. Turning her head towards Y/n’s neck, she places a small kiss and pulled away. Y/n now understanding what’s happening, blushes and covers her face. She can feel it underneath her. Bada just got more attractive in her eyes.

“Don’t hide your pretty face from me”

Y/n slowly remove her hands away from her face. Her breathing became heavy, she looks down at Bada’s lips then back at her eyes. The way she looks right now is the one thing that Bada will never let anyone see. Her arms around her neck, hands on her waist, it’s perfect.

“We can stop, if you want-”

Y/n captured her lips before Bada even finishes what she’s saying. Bada responded with the same passion. They both kissed liked they’ve been starved for years. Y/n grinds herself to Bada earning a groan from the other girl. Bada’s grip on Y/n’ waist tightened as she helps her grind on her crotch. Bada’s hands pushed Y/ns dress up and caress her thigh. Y/n’s hands began unbuttoning Bada’s shirt, throwing it on the couch once she got it off of her.

Bada trails her kisses down to the other girl’s jaw and neck. Earning a moan as she sucks on the skin. With gentle hands she pulled the strap of the dress down Y/n’s shoulder as she kisses her way down. Y/n elicited a moan when Bada sucked on her nipple. Covering her mouth in response, Bada saw this and grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her mouth.

“I want to hear everything tonight”

Bada continued to ravaged her body not missing any skin untouched. Y/n on the other hand work her way through the taller girls belt. Unbuckling it was the easy part, reaching down to unzip it is not. Bada pulled away and let the girl do what she wants. Y/n got down to her knees and unzip Bada’s pants. She then pulled it down along with the boxers. Bada’s hardness slaps against her stomach startling the kneeling girl. Y/n wraps her hands around the length and looked at Bada. She then starts to move her hands up and down and leaned herself forward kissing Bada.

“Fuck…Y/n”

Bada threw her head back when she felt Y/n sucking her off. She felt incredible, her hands find their ways on Y/n’s hair pushing her down her lenght.

“Almost there baby”

Y/n bobs her hear faster as the grip on her hair tightened. Bada came and watched the girl swallows her cum as she praised her.

“Atta girl”

Y/n removed all the clothing from her body, she looked at Bada’s crotch seeing that it’s hard once again. Bada couldn’t take it anymore, she pulled Y/n down and lay her down on the couch. Bada’s hands found their way between Y/n’s legs.

“No, I want you. Inside”

Y/n looked at Bada as she lined Bada’s cock to her entrance. Bada pushed her tip in feeling the way Y/n arch her back. Bada was gonna let Y/n adjust to her size, but right now all she wanna do is fuck Y/n hard.

“I’m sorry”

“What-Ahh!”

And she did, Bada slams all her length inside Y/n. She was going on a rough pace and Y/n was loving it. She leaned forward to sucked on Y/n breast as she fucks her roughly. She kissed Y/n passionately whispering praises to her. Bada then leaned back to admire Y/n. Y/n’s glossy eyes looking back at her, her boobs following the rhythm of her hips, and her moans. This stirs up something in her, seeing Y/n getting fucked senselessly by her. This made her thrust her hips faster, causing Y/n to let out a chocked moan. Y/n pulled her down to hold on to her. Y/n’s moans are now by her ears, making her groan.

“So-so big. Harder”

Y/n pleaded and Bada complied positioning herself deeper and hitting the spongy part inside Y/n. Y/n’s moaning is getting louder as Bada kept hitting that part.

Ding~dong~

Ding~dong~

Y/n pushed Bada and try to make her stop thrusting her hips.

“I-I think it’s the-the food..fuckk”

“Then open it” Bada suggested

Bada pulled out and let Y/n answer the door. She saw her hiding behind the door trying to cover her naked state. Bada quietly walk towards Y/n as she closes the door and locking it. And before Y/n can turn around, Bada pinned her to the door, pushing herself inside her once again.

“W-wait Bada. He-He’s still out- fuck..”

Bada returned to her previous pace, holding Y/n hips and pulling her back a bit. This new position is hitting Y/n in all the right places. Bada’s hips thrust faster and harder wanting to hear Y/n break and moan loudly.

“Let me hear you, baby”

Bada’s almost at her limit and she knows Y/n is too by the way she clenched around her. She didn’t want this to end but seeing Y/n struggling to stand, she knew she had to. Y/n leaned her head back to Bada’s shoulder, and arching her back allows Bada to fuck her faster.

“Cum for me, Y/n”

Bada whispered to her, and like a switch her body complied. Moaning loudly as she felt Bada finished inside her as well. Y/n’s body collapsed as Bada carried her to her room. Y/n felt Bada slip in beside her spooning her as they drifted to sleep.

They found their drinks outside the apartment the next morning…

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This is my first story and I can’t believe I made this. It’s prolly trash

Bada got me on a leash.

[the-oblivious-writer]

Comfort Crowd

Core Four and Fem!Reader | Sam Carpenter x Fem!Reader

One-Shot: Social Media Au, No GF Au

Summary: Just you, the core four, and a few other scream characters being chaotic

Warning(s): Swearing, "kys" being thrown around (once & jokingly ofc), no gf au, best friend's older sister & age gap (sam is 25/26 & r is 19)

Notes: First time doing a social media au thing for a fic soo if you have any feedback lemme know. Hope you enjoy, this was honestly fun to make

3/7 for Seven Days Of Christmas

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mindythegreat: can’t take these bitches anywhere @y/n @justalilguy

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chadtheman_meeks: I just know your asses are freezing 💀

>justalilguy: SHE THREW ME ASS FIRST

>y/n: THREEWW?? YOU JUMPED ON MY BACK THEN SLIPPED

>justalilguy: LIESS

>y/n: YOU CAN SEE IT SO CLEARLY IN THE FIRST PHOTO

>justalilguy: GASLIGHTER

>y/n: LITERALLY STFUP

chadtheman_meeks: now they're at it in the replies 😭

>ambers_notafreeman: LMAO

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y/n

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y/n: we studying tf outa this exam 😤

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chadtheman_meeks: you spent the first 20 mins deciding on what playlist to use and then another 10 flirting with the librarian

>y/n: and you spent the first half hour giggling with liv on face time 🤨

mindythegreat: chad knows how to read??

>chadtheman_meeks: fuck you.

justalilguy: I see you've started without me 😒

>y/n: WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET LIKE TWO HOURS AGO??

>justalilguy: IT'S NOT MY FAULT MY ALARM DIDN'T GO OFF

>y/n: WE WERE MEETING AT 4 HOW MUCH SLEEP DO YOU NEED???

samcarpenter1997: @justalilguy This is the study session you slept through?

>justalilguy: sam?? since when did you have insta?

>samcarpenter1997: Mindy helped me set up an account

y/n: @justalilguy why have you never told me that your older sister is so breath taking? that's breaking girl code 😔

>justalilguy: no. just no. stay away from her.

>y/n: I was just making an observation? btw can I come over?

>justalilguy: NO.

>y/n: so in 30 mins work? great! tell sammy I won't be long

>justalilguy: YOU DID NOT JUST-

chadtheman_meeks: @justalilguy it's a canon event.

>not_ethanlandry: she hit on my sister too

>justwes: and mine

>livvy: mine too

>ambers_notafreeman: same.

>justalilguy: @y/n you have a fucking problem

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y/n: bro's too stubborn to admit she needs help reaching the top shelf

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ambers_notafreeman: lmao she's so short not even tip-toeing would help her reach

>mindythegreat: rip amber

>livvy: was nice knowing you ames

>justalilguy: oh? well if I'm so short then ig I can't kiss you

>ambers_notafreeman: I didn't mean it in a bad way bby 😢

>justalilguy: there's a good way? please. enlighten me.

ambers_notafreeman: @y/n wat do I do.

>y/n: hm? oh, sry, I was too busy laughing at your ass being in the doghouse for the 3rd time this week 💀

>ambers_notafreeman: kys.

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samcarpenter1997: (sam? putting a caption? funny.)

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y/n: KSHFSKH I mean- Gorgeous as always 💕

>samcarpenter1997: Thank you! 🙂

>justalilguy: GTFO OF HER COMMENTS as for you @samcarpenter1997 wtf was that???

>samcarpenter1997: Your friend gave me a compliment. I literally just said thank you.

>justalilguy: since when do you actually reply to comments?? second of all, THE EXCLAMATION MARK AND EMOJI??? Sam. for you, that's basically jamming your tongue down her throat

>samcarpenter1997: I was just being polite, you're really overthinking this

>y/n: yeah, @justalilguy just listen to the drop dead gorgeous woman

>samcarpenter1997: @y/n Talking about yourself?

>y/n: oh!! 🤭

>justalilguy: I've died and this is hell.

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y/n: me and my fav drummer boy @juswes are back at it again

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justwes: anything for my favorite guitarist 😊

>y/n: ❤️

chadtheman_meeks: I better be the first to hear it!

>y/n: was there any doubt??

samcarpenter1997: That guitar looks good on you

>y/n: bet you'd suit me better

>samcarpenter1997: We could test that theory

>y/n: oh, how I'd love to

>justalilguy: what. the. actual. fuck.

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mindythegreat

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mindythegreat: LMAOO guess what she just walked in on

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chadtheman_meeks: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

ambers_notafreeman: @justalilguy I just got your text, I'm so sorry babe 😭

>justalilguy: IN THE FUCKING LIVING ROOM

not_ethanlandry: I don't get it?

>justwest: same

>chadtheman_meeks: y/n and sam were making out and Tara saw them...

>justwes: OH...y/n's gonna be annoying asf now right?

>chadtheman_meeks: 100%

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y/n: LOST IN THE LABYRINTH OF MY MIND

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justalilguy: this is my new waking nightmare.

>chadtheman_meeks: I tried to warn you

>ambers_notafreeman: you should see the look on her face rn

nik: aww, you guys are so cute together 🥰

>y/n: thank you anika<33

not_ethanlandry: you said you weren't looking for a relationship?

>y/n: with you. I wasn't looking for a relationship with you

>not_ethanlandry: noted

mindythegreat: @ambers_notafreeman pay up

>ambers_notafreeman: @y/n you couldn't have waited another week before posting how down bad you are??

>y/n: the heart wants what the heart wants

samcarpenter1997: 🖤

>y/n: 🤍

>samcarpenter1997: Are you coming over later?

>y/n: ofc I am 😉

>samcarpenter1997: Then I'll see you later, beautiful

>y/n: skhfkhfksh see you 🥰

mindythegreat: @justalilguy weren't you just telling me you think they look good together?

>justalilguy: MINDY

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chadtheman_meeks: @y/n was supposed to put them in for 10 minutes...she put them in for 30 😐

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justalilguy: @y/n how tf do you mess that up

>y/n: I don't appreciate being attacked rn

>justalilguy: hm?

>y/n: ...I wanted them a extra crispy

>justalilguy: you're such a dumbass sometimes 💀

>y/n: actually I'm just a girl

ambers_notafreeman: @y/n aren't you always saying how you'd be a housewife for the right woman and shit

>y/n: that still stands!!

>ambers_notafreeman: how do you expect to do that when you can't even bake cookies??

>y/n: wow. I wasn't expecting such sexism from you- chad maybe but you? it's the betrayal for me 😦

>ambers_notafreeman: idk how I tolerate you

>chadtheman_meeks: um hello???

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y/n: Merry christler🎄❄️

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A/N: Tara and R in a nutshell (poor chad getting caught in the middle)

[tarotwithavi]

Your future spouse: personality

Positive and challenging sides

How to choose a pile?

Take a deep breath and gently close your eyes. Politely request your spirit guides to reveal the appropriate pile meant for you, then open your eyes. Whichever pile captures your attention is the one meant for you.

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Positive side : hello pile 1! Your future spouse is one smart cookie. They've got an insatiable curiosity that makes them a total brainiac. You'll often find them diving deep into complex ideas and theories, always hungry for knowledge. They've got this knack for seeing patterns and connections that others don't even notice. When you're stuck on a problem, just turn to them for some mind-blowing insights. Creativity runs through their veins. They've got a knack for coming up with innovative, out-of-the-box ideas. No boring solutions here! They're the kind of person who can turn the simplest of conversations into an exciting adventure of thoughts and possibilities. Their independent spirit is pretty inspiring too. They're comfortable doing their own thing, which gives them a unique sense of self-reliance. Fairness and objectivity are their jams. Emotions don't cloud their judgment; they rely on cool, logical thinking to make decisions. And when it comes to tackling tough problems, they're like Sherlock Holmes with a touch of MacGyver – they'll find a solution, no matter how tricky the puzzle. They seem to have more air energy, especially Gemini and Aquarius. They may have their Mercury in the 11th house.

Challenging side : Okay, so your future spouse might be a bit of an introvert. Social interactions aren't always their strong suit, especially when it comes to small talk. They're more like deep-thought conversations rather than chit-chat about the weather. And speaking of deep thoughts, they tend to overthink stuff. Simple decisions can turn into complicated quandaries in their minds. Practicality isn't their strong suit either. They've got a knack for brilliant ideas, but sometimes turning those ideas into reality can be a bit of a challenge. Routine? Yeah, not their thing. They get bored quickly with repetitive tasks and might struggle with focusing on the same thing for too long. Oh, and sometimes they can be like Mr. Spock – super logical, but not always the most sensitive. Emotions might not be their strong suit, and they might come across as a tad insensitive from time to time. And when they've made up their mind, it's like they've superglued their opinion in place. Changing their perspective? Good luck with that.

Pile 2

Positive side : welcome pile 2! I'm getting that Your future spouse is the kind of person who's always dreaming big and aiming for the stars. They have this incredible ability to come up with the most creative and imaginative ideas that you've ever heard. Whether it's art, music, or just day-to-day conversations, they infuse everything with their unique touch of creativity. You can count on them to be that empathetic and understanding partner you've always wanted. They really get you, and their genuine care and compassion make you feel truly seen and loved. Their open-mindedness is a breath of fresh air, and you can talk to them about anything without fearing judgment. Their unwavering commitment to their values is truly inspiring; you'll never find them compromising on what they hold dear. And when it comes to those times when you need a friend to lean on, they'll be there, providing unwavering support and a listening ear. Their flexibility and adaptability make navigating life's twists and turns an exciting adventure. They have heavy water energy especially cancer and Pisces. They may have personal planets in 4th, 8th or 12th house.

Challenging side : But, you know, your future spouse does have their moments. Their idealism, as charming as it is, sometimes takes them to places that feel a bit too far from reality. There might be times when their sensitivity comes across as a bit of an overreaction, leaving you wondering how to tread carefully. They're not the biggest fans of confrontation, which can be a good thing most of the time, but it also means that addressing certain issues directly might not be their strong suit. Oh, and the decision-making process? Well, let's just say it's not the quickest. Sometimes you'll be caught in a loop of considering pros and cons, which can be a tad frustrating when you just want a clear answer. And criticism? Yeah, that's a tough one. Your future spouse might struggle a bit with handling negative feedback; it's like they take it to heart a bit too much. There could be moments when they retreat into their own world, leaving you feeling a bit disconnected. But hey, remember, nobody's perfect, right? All these quirks just make them who they are.

Pile 3

Positive side : Alright, so your future spouse is a pretty cool cat. They're like a master strategist, always thinking five steps ahead in whatever they do. You can bet on them to come up with some seriously genius plans that nobody else saw coming. They've got this natural gift for analyzing stuff – they can see the big picture and all the tiny details, which makes them freakishly good at problem-solving. They are really smart. They have this insatiable thirst for knowledge, and they're not afraid to dive deep into topics that fascinate them. And trust me, their ability to think critically is off the charts. They're not just about book smarts, though. They've got this quirky sense of humor that might catch you off guard, and you'll find yourself laughing at their witty remarks. They're super independent and have this unshakeable confidence. They won't hesitate to tackle challenges head-on, even if it means going against the crowd. Their determination is downright inspiring. Plus, when they decide to share their thoughts and ideas with you, it's like getting a VIP pass to their brilliant mind. You'll never be short of engaging conversations with these guys. Your future spouse has more earthly vibes. I'm getting heavy Capricorn and Virgo vibes. They may have their Venus in earth or vice versa.

Challenging side : Alright, I'm getting that Your future spouse's brain is like a constant whirlwind of ideas, which sometimes means they can come across as a tad distant. They're so deep in thought that they might unintentionally tune out the world around them. You might need to remind them that Earth still exists lol. Their analytical nature can be a double-edged sword. Sure, they're great at solving problems, but sometimes they overthink things to the point where it feels like they're dissecting the meaning of life. Patience might be your ally when they go into full-on ponder mode. Another thing is their high standards. They have this vision of how things should be, and they won't settle for anything less. It's awesome that they strive for excellence, but it could lead to some frustration if things don't meet their expectations. And while they're great at giving advice, they might not always be the best at dealing with emotional situations. They tend to approach things with logic, even when emotions are in play.

[ilsolefiesta]

random astrological jam

just some absolutely random thoughts I had today while working:

♥ the strongest "mothering mother" I've ever seen is the 4th house Leo Sun with Cancer IC. we all know how lionesses protect their cubs. this quality goes to extremes when one of the most family-oriented signs rules the family house... my aunt has this placement, and she is so passionately devoted to our family. sometimes, she gives me the vibes of Dominic Toretto. we also laugh about how she can change the subject of literally any conversation to her daughter. - the weather is getting worse. - my daughter once became ill during such weather... - wow, his sport skills are amazing. - you know, my daughter used to be a captain of baseball team when she studied at school. - I think there's something wrong with my stomach. - you even have no idea what terrible diarrhea my daughter once had. (her daughter is around 30 already...)

♥ people with strong mutable placements, how often do people tell you that you seem taller than you actually are? or they thought that you were in fact taller than you are?

♥ having Cancer ASC and/or the Moon in the 1st house, along with Scorpio Sun, really creates an "angel in disguise" impression. people with these placements look SO DAMN innocent but then you begin to know them better...

♥ it’s so funny how strong Leo placements can be so obvious in their “godly” self-perception, to the point where you can't even be angry with them. my friend has a Leo stellium (Sun, Mars, Mercury). it was my birthday, so we were planning to have a party at a restaurant. she was the only one who arrived late, and it took her more than 30 minutes after the planned time. and the first thing she said when she arrived wasn’t “happy birthday” or “sorry for being late” etc. it literally was:

- just look at me. I look so damn gorgeous today, don’t you think so?

I thought I was going to die laughing.

♥ aspects of Mercury with Uranus/Chiron can make a person having a rhotacism or some other difficulties with pronunciation. for example, my former classmate and I both struggle with the letter "R" in our speech. however, my Mercury and Uranus form a trine, so people usually don't even notice it unless they are trying to listen for it intentionally. on the contrary, my classmate had a square between them. sometimes it was really hard for people to understand her.

♥ I believe that even though Capricorn ASC people may have other strong placements, they look their best wearing minimalistic clothes. like they are so self-sufficient that the rule "the simpler, the better" works for them 100% of the time.

♥ maybe it has another name in English or I misspelled it somehow (please let me know if you know what it's called). but I haven't seen any articles about Doryphory/Doryphoros and the Charioteer of the Sun in English. however, it's very popular among post-Soviet astrologers.

if you don't know, here's the idea: the Sun is the King, and Doryphory is its supportive power, like a squire. it's the planet that comes before the Sun. check it out. it can, together with the Ascendant, reveal the first impression from you. on the other hand, the planet after the Sun - the Charioteer - can show what you're remembered for in the end.

for example, my Sun is in the 1st house and the first planet behind (clockwise) is my 12th house Mars. I’m always told that I look like self-collected, confident go-getter at first glance. however, Mercury which goes after Sun usually leaves people feeling that I am overthinking and a little nervous. my sister’s Doryphory is Gemini Mercury (harshly squared, however). sometimes it really seems challenging for her to stop talking. she looks like such a chatterbox. however, people usually remember her for her good looks. her Sun is followed by Venus. as for my grandma, her Doryphory is Moon and the Charioteer is Mercury. she is the most prominent example of someone who often says or does something emotionally and then thinks about whether it was the right thing to do or not. Thank you for reading! Have a nice day! Picture credits: Pinterest

[illusivelle]

shake the frost / 2

pairing: william 'ironhead' miller x female reader rating: t (for now) length: 3,044 words content: established relationship with the triple frontier boys, cursing, bruises/cuts, tending to wounds (my jam) summary: you don't expect to find will waiting for you so late at night, and especially not for these reasons. a/n: just a sucker for one person taking care of another while they're hurt. really just feeding into my own agenda here. and also a sucker for some idiots who think their pining is unrequited. read part one link to ao3 here!

Next time.

Two words that had been ringing in Will’s ears, bouncing around his head. Words he’d been repeating to himself because he wasn’t sure you meant it, wasn’t sure what spurred it. Wasn’t sure why it awakened something in him that had been dormant for so long. Two words that felt like a promise of more – more time, more you.

It wasn’t as if it was something novel considering the way he’d looked at you, and caught you looking at him, too. All those fleeting glances you’d both share when he thought the other guys weren’t looking, tiny smiles and faint touches in passing. But this was something different, wasn’t it? A step in a direction he wasn’t certain either of you would make a move toward, or maybe he’d been overthinking the entire thing and it was just something polite you’d offered.

Either way, Will Miller couldn’t seem to get his mind off – nor wrap it around – the idea of ‘next time.’

If only said next time wasn’t under these circumstances, knocking on your front door in the state he was in, hoping that you were actually home. 

You’d just pulled into your parking spot, locking your car door three times as you walked up to your apartment. The silhouette that’s slumped over your door is enough to have all the hairs rising at the back of your neck, one hand digging into your purse to clutch for something you could potentially use as a weapon. Shit, if only you’d listened to Frankie all those years ago, you might’ve been better prepared for moments like this. The only thing you could feel as you rummage in your bag is the dull handle of a switchblade, the one thing you did accept from Frankie if only to appease him and make him feel better about your safety.

And now you were kicking yourself in the fucking ass for not listening.

Tentative steps bring you closer to your door, your fingers grasping the knife tightly as wary eyes assess every inch you can see. In the darkness, you can only make out the fact that the person is a) much, much larger than you and b) hunched over like they might be sleeping. At your door, though? It doesn’t tell you much, save for the fact that you had to be very fucking careful about what might happen next. One more step brings you only a few feet away but the rustling of your clothes is enough to have the other’s head snapping up, and you whip out the knife from where it’d been hiding. “You should–”

“It’s me.”

You’d recognize that voice anywhere. Even in your haziest dreams, you could pick out that deep timbre and husky rasp that belonged to the one man that had no business occupying so much of your thoughts, especially as of late. “Will?” His name is a hushed whisper as you toss the switchblade back into your bag and quickly close the distance between you two. You’re crouching down as he’s pushing himself up, clumsily meeting halfway, your hands rising to settle on his shoulders. Not that he needed you to steady him, but you needed something to steady yourself, the sight of Will Miller sitting at your door something you’d never in a million years think would happen. “What’re you– is everything okay?” Immediately, your thoughts fly to all sorts of scenarios, a wary and assessing gaze raking over him as your palms work in a similar fashion, running up and down his arms like you might find a broken bone or a gaping wound. 

It’s only when your eyes finally land on his face that you notice, in the small sliver of moonlight peeking through a break in the sky, how dark red has matted along his hairline and paired nicely with the cut slicing his brow. Icy blue eyes dance as they search yours and Will remains quiet while you continue your inspection, finding more surface wounds on his lip and jaw, one that clenches when you linger too long. “Come in,” are the only two words you can think to say, reaching past him to shove your key in and unlock your door.

Maybe it’s your imagination, or maybe there really is only just a few inches between you and Will, his heat seeping through your clothes and prickling your skin. You swear you can feel his ragged and warm breath fanning out across your nape, a subtle roll of your neck like that might alleviate some of the tension thickening in the air when you push open the door to let both of you in. “Thank you,” his hoarse voice cuts in before he immediately tacks on an apology, “I’m sorry. I can go if you–”

“No.” You interrupt him before he can spiral. “Stay.”

His reaction is physical. His shoulders sag like that one simple word washed away all of his worries, the divot between his brows smoothing as he takes one step further into your place and then another. You’ve already dropped your bags and shrugged off your sweater, shuffling to the bathroom to grab your first aid kit and wet a towel with warm water. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” Calling out to him, half expecting Will to remain planted where he stood because if there’s one thing about the stoic blonde man standing in your home, he always knew boundaries.

But when you close the medicine cabinet and turn on a heel, you nearly smack into a solid wall of carved muscle, one palm flying up to meet his firm chest to keep yourself upright. “Oh– Will–” blurting out his name while colour steals across your cheeks, “um, you can just have a seat there, then.” He takes orders so well, almost as well as he gives them. The only reason you know what that might sound like is because you’ve heard him bark them out to his brother Benny, even to Frankie and Santi. There’s no way it was anywhere near how he sounded when he’s on the field and you’re not delusional enough to think so, but it’s always been enough to strike a match in your gut. To spark that flame that burned for William Miller.

That same fire is ignited the second you lock your gaze with his pool of blues, tipping your head to the side with a cocked brow. Imploring him with your expression alone, hoping that he’d take the bait or feel comfortable enough to say something – anything – as you slowly and gently bring the edge of the warm towel up to wipe away the dried blood on his temple. “Benny got into somethin’ stupid after his fight tonight,” Will grumbled, those bright arctic irides breaking away from yours for a beat, “they didn’t like how he mouthed off too much in the ring. I told him one day it’d come to bite him in the ass, but you know Benny.” He huffs out a breath, one that tickles the sliver of skin peeking from your shirt, a lick of your lips to hide the way you noticed and zeroed in on the sensation so quickly. 

“Mmhm. In one ear–” “Out the other,” he finishes with a dry chuckle. 

Will barely flinches as you start to clean out his wounds, pressing damp alcohol-soaked pads to open cuts. It’s a testament to all that he’s endured out in the field, things far worse than you can ever imagine. Things far worse than what you’ve seen with your own two eyes at the hospital. You remember Frankie talking about a gunshot wound on their last ‘mission’ that Will simply patched up with a few pads of gauze, and even remembering the way Frankie told the story has your brows pinching together with distaste. “Is it bad?” Will murmurs, bringing your eyes down to his again.

“No, it’s not bad.” Were you really that easy to read, or maybe this close Will can just see right through you? “Are you feeling okay? Need a painkiller or something?”

“Probably just some water but I can wait.”

A hint of a smile teases the edges of your lips, wanting to lighten the sullen mood that’s fallen between you two. “I’ll make it quick, then.”

And you do, as much as you could. All of the open wounds were small enough that Will didn’t need any stitches; a few slips of the skin glue enough to close them, followed by pressing the thin adhesive strip bandages on top to make sure everything held. You lean in close when you get to the cut along his cheek, not wanting to mess up something that could’ve otherwise turned into a scar. Not that you thought Will would mind or didn’t have plenty of those, but you’d always been cautious about the face for any of your patients and he was no different. So focused on your work, steady fingers brushing back the small bandage, you don’t notice just how close your mouths are until you start to speak, the bristles of his beard tickling the edges of your pout. “Good as new,” you chime and without thinking, continue to say, “handsome as ever.”

If the ground could open you up and swallow you whole, you’d thank all your lucky stars and maybe even become religious. Had you really just said that? Heart hammering a bruise behind your ribs, you dare to steal a glance at Will’s face, hoping and praying and wishing you’d find something akin to indifference written over it. An indicator that he didn’t hear what you just said or maybe that he’d spare you and ignore it. Instead, you find a slick shine on his lower lip, a flirt of his tongue before he pulls it in while those thick, blonde lashes bat against his cheek. It’s silent for a few seconds, the weight of your words hanging over you like a blanket, and as soon as you open your mouth to say something, Will’s hand finds a home on your hip.

“It’s okay.” His tone stuns you, softer than you’ve ever heard it, swallowing thickly as you give him a shallow nod. “I didn’t mean to come here so late. Thank you for helping me. I was going to drive myself to the emergency, but Benny thought it’d be better to come see you directly. He all but followed me to make sure I actually didn’t go anywhere else.” All the while his thumb starts an absent sweeping motion, snagging on the hem of your shirt and sending goosebumps spreading fast on your skin.

“I’m glad you did, Will. You’d have been sitting in the waiting room for hours, you know.” Your fingers trail down until they brush over his knuckles, the same ones still holding you steady. “A heads up would’ve been nice, though, I guess.”

You’re not sure where this drop of courage is coming from. Maybe it’s the fact that Will took the lead here, the fact that his palm seems to press in more firmly where it lay. But as you search his eyes for a response, you can see the very second the moment splits into two. The moment where reality rears its ugly head and presents the staggering truth: too much. This is too much, too soon. There’s a faint quiver to Will’s lower lip, a muscle feathering in his jaw, and a few blinks is all it takes for those arctic blues to gloss over with something colder. Something you’ve seen in his eyes before, usually at the start of the night when he’s still had all his guards up and the others were around keeping a watchful and protective stance around you. Or when you’d overhear him and the guys talking about their pasts, especially their old friend. Or even the times you listened to Will’s speeches, recounting the eventful situation he found himself in at the grocery store when he all but lost his grip and sense.

“It won’t happen again. I’m sorry.” His hands drop as low as his voice, the words leaking of shame.

You won’t pretend to ever know what happened between Will and his ex, or even Will on the last mission, but it doesn’t take a genius to recognize the wheels turning behind those wary eyes. His entire face twists like he’s trying to hide the visceral need to run, and the warning signs flood the forefront of your mind as Frankie’s booming voice echoes between your ears: it’s a bad idea, he’s not ready, he’ll hurt you, you’ll hurt each other.

“It’s okay, Will.” Barely above a whisper, you say the three words you hope will settle in his bones the same time you step back to put a small gap between your aching bodies. His aching undoubtedly from the fight he’d put up for Benny and yours for different reasons entirely, emphasized by the fact that every fibre of your being is reaching out to return to his orbit. 

His hands clasp together in front of him, another sharp breath slipping past those lips before he rises to his full height. It takes you too long to point out that his knuckles still have dried blood on them, but it’s clear he has no intent on staying any longer than necessary. Hiding the hurt from your face was easy enough but the way it stings the corner of your eyes is something that’s more challenging to tamp down. Twisting your body away from him and ducking your chin into your chest, you try to stride out of the bathroom, but his words have you faltering right at the threshold. “Do I owe you something for this?”

“What?” Brows bunching together into a frown, you peer at him over your shoulder. “No, Will. You don’t owe me anything.”

Is it relief you see as tension uncoils from his body? Like maybe the fact that he didn’t owe you anything meant he didn’t have to talk about this night, relive it, or see you again? Your mind is racing a mile a minute, your steps faster as you make it to your living room and leave him following behind. “Hey,” Will’s voice is strained and again, it has your resolve wavering, leaning against the back of the couch as you slowly turn to face him, “thank you. I’m not sure what else to say. I know seeing a man sitting at your door late at night probably wasn’t the most welcoming thing, and out of the blue, too. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing.” You don’t mean to snap, the words falling out with a bite, but it’s too late to take them back. The only thing you can do is cast your eyes up at Will with a hint of regret flashing across your face. Because you did want him to stop saying sorry, to stop feeling bad for leaning on you when he needed help. Because you’re hit with the realization that refusing and turning him away at the door was never even an option. “It’s okay. Really, Will. I mean it. I’m happy to help you.” You admit softly, sucking in a breath to keep the momentum going, pivoting at the last second to turn the conversation into something less daunting as you murmur, “though I guess I thought the next time would’ve been under different circumstances.”

This seems to do the trick, lifting the veil of tension even for a brief moment, allowing you to catch a ghost of a smile when the lines on Will’s cheek deepen. “Mmhm, yeah. Would’ve been nicer if it were, I imagine.”

Fidgeting with your fingers yet unable to keep your attention away from him for too long, your eyes dance between your own hands and his. “Do you want me to take care of that, or…?” A little matted blood only needed a good wash, but you’d take the opportunity to tend to him if he allowed it.

Blue eyes dart down to meet where you’re looking, a quiet hum sounding in your apartment that feels like a ticking time bomb minutes before the inevitable crash. It comes far too quickly, and far too quietly, hitting you harder than you’re prepared for. “No, it’s okay. I should go.”

Whatever bubble you’d convinced yourself you were in pops, the moment once again splitting into pieces. This time, more than two, dropping around you helplessly and all you can do is agree with him as it slips like water between your fingers. “Okay.” After all, you'd have no right to ask him to stay. He’d already done that, and now Will’s decided it’s his time to leave. Palms slicking with sweat, you find yourself nervous. Find yourself wondering, not for the first time since you’ve known Will, why you were so nervous around him. It’s just Will, you remind yourself, something that’s becoming more of a mantra these days. “You drove here? You’ll be alright?”

“I’ll be alright.”

But would you be alright? It’s hard to tell because the longer Will lingers in front of you, the longer your mind strays. Is he second guessing himself? Is this all in your head? Is he going to shrug his jacket off and change his mind? Through the corner of your eye and in the dim light of your living room, you see the way his fingers twitch as it slowly rises. Inches before they can touch any part of you, it fades, your heart sinking into your stomach.

Only for it to crawl back up to lodge in your throat when the scent of Will threatens to overwhelm you as he steps in to press a kiss to the crown of your head, another muffled “next time, then,” before he’s skirting past you, opening your door, and leaving.

Leaving you with even more conflicted thoughts about Will Miller, ones that replay over and over again the entire night. Ones that blend into a flurry of emotions as you clean up and ready yourself for bed, ones that have you picking up your phone in the dark to type out a hurried text

'You should’ve stayed. Next time?'

[artificialfanfiction]

Hey! Could I request something for either Jolly or Matt (I'm having a mental struggle with myself over both of them atm) reader being a metalhead friend of one of the guys and they bring her to hang out or she's a roommate of one? and maybe where you're friends - lovers or enemies - lovers? I've been listening to Why? By Mis-teeq and it's about friends to lovers 😂. Thanks in advance!!

You gave me quite the options to pick here😄Also I watched a podcast with Matt and he gives me very sassy vibes lol. Thank you for your request! Hope you liked it!

You’ve always found solace in the unrelenting chaos of heavy metal. Growing up in a small town, you and Noah discovered a shared passion for the genre’s blaring guitars and intense vocals. That bond has only deepened over the years. Now, Noah leads his own band, pulling you into a vibrant world of sound engineers, late night recording sessions, and, most notably, Matt Dierkes. Noah’s primary sound engineer, has become a regular fixture in your life. You see him at nearly every gig or jam session, his calm demeanor and meticulous nature often a counterpoint to the chaos of the music. While his obsessive precision can be infuriating, you find yourself increasingly drawn to him, noticing a spark of attraction that you can’t quite ignore.

Tonight is a special occasion. After a grueling but successful tour, Noah has organized a gathering at a dimly lit studio to celebrate. The room is relaxed and informal, with everyone lounging on worn leather couches, sipping beers, and reminiscing about the tour’s highs and lows. Matt is engaged in one of his favorite debates. “Okay, but you can’t seriously argue that Iron Maiden is superior to Metallica”, he says, his smile smug as he takes a swig of his beer. You recline against the leather couch, crossing your arms with a scoff. “Comparing Maiden to Metallica is pointless. Metallica revolutionized the genre. They’re the blueprint.”

Matt shakes his head, a chuckle escaping his lips. “Come on, Y/N. Maiden’s storytelling and theatricality elevate them. They’re leagues ahead.”

You roll your eyes, a familiar debate, but tonight there’s a new edge to it, a playful energy that seems to crackle between you and Matt. Maybe it’s the beer, or perhaps it’s the way he’s wearing that faded band tee, his eyes twinkling with passion.

“Delusional,” you laugh, sitting up to face him directly. “Name one Iron Maiden song that even remotely matches the brilliance of Master of Puppets.”

His grin widens, and he leans in slightly. “Easy. Hallowed Be Thy Name.”

You groan, throwing your head back in exaggerated frustration. “You’re impossible.”

“And you’re stubborn,” he teases, leaning closer. “Admit it, Y/N, you just don’t have the range.”

Your jaw drops playfully, and for a moment, it feels like the rest of the world fades away. Noah and the rest of the crew are chatting in the background, but right now, it’s just you and Matt.

“Is that so?” you challenge, your heart pounding.

Matt’s smirk softens into something more serious as he closes the distance between you. His gaze locks onto yours, and your stomach flutters with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. The way his knee brushes against yours, the warmth in his voice it all feels charged, urging you to take a leap.

Without overthinking it, you lean forward, cutting off whatever retort he was about to make, and kiss him. Matt freezes momentarily, clearly surprised. But then his hand moves to your jaw, and he kisses you back with a slow, deliberate intensity. The world seems to vanish, leaving only the two of you in this perfect, charged moment.

When you pull back, breathless, you meet his eyes with a smirk. “Still think I don’t have the range?”

Matt laughs softly, shaking his head in disbelief, though his fingers linger on your skin. “You just managed to shut me up in the best way possible.”

Across the room, Noah raises an eyebrow, finally noticing the two of you. “Hey! When did this happen?”

You and Matt laugh and pull away, though not too far. Matt shrugs and glances at you with a look that makes your heart race. “About two minutes ago, man.”

Noah chuckles, taking a sip of his drink. “Took you long enough.” As you look back at Matt, his eyes still locked on you, you realize that sometimes, the best things are worth the wait.

The mood has shifted, and you’re acutely aware of everything around you, the low hum of studio equipment, the muted laughter of friends, the warm buzz of beer but most of all, Matt. The kiss still lingers in the air between you, not just a spontaneous act but a culmination of the dynamic that’s been building for months. Matt leans back, glancing around at the group before returning his gaze to you with a soft smile. “So… what now?” His voice is low, as if this is a secret shared only between the two of you.

Your stomach flutters at the way he looks at you, his teasing grin now replaced with something more vulnerable. For a moment, nerves hit you. Is this real? Can you transition from friends to something more?

But this is Matt, your friend, your favorite person to argue with, someone who challenges you without diminishing you. The one who, honestly, has been occupying your thoughts more and more.

“Well,” you say, biting your lip as you lean closer, “I think we owe it to ourselves to continue this… conversation. Maybe somewhere a bit quieter?”

Your suggestion carries a playful edge but also a note of seriousness. The studio is buzzing with energy, but you need a moment away from the chaos to process what just happened.

Matt’s smile softens, and he nods, glancing at Noah, who is already giving you both a knowing look. “Hey, Noah,” Matt calls out, “mind if I borrow Y/N for a bit?”

Noah rolls his eyes but gives a lazy wave. “As long as I don’t have to hear another Metallica vs. Maiden debate tonight, go ahead.”

You shoot Noah a playful glare, but he just laughs and moves on to another conversation. Matt stands, offering you his hand. Without hesitation, you take it, feeling that familiar electric thrill as your fingers intertwine.

Matt leads you out of the studio into a quieter hallway. The muffled music still pulses from behind the door, but here it’s just the two of you. The cool air contrasts sharply with the warmth you’ve just left. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a softer, more intimate glow, and Matt’s hand remains firmly in yours.

He stops, turning to face you, his free hand gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “I didn’t expect you to kiss me in the middle of an argument,” he chuckles, his eyes searching yours.

You grin, still buzzing from your bold move. “What can I say? You were getting on my nerves.”

Matt laughs, shaking his head. “Was kissing me your way of shutting me up?”

“Worked, didn’t it?”

His grin fades into a more serious expression as he steps closer, his hand moving to your waist. The touch is gentle but grounding. “It definitely worked,” he says softly, his voice dropping to a whisper. The distance between you disappears as Matt leans in again, this kiss slower and more deliberate than the first. It’s softer, sweeter, as if he’s savoring every second. His hand slides up your back, pulling you closer, and your fingers curl into his shirt as you kiss him back, losing yourself in the moment. When you finally break apart, you’re both a little breathless but still close. Your foreheads rest against each other as you catch your breath, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your hip.

“Okay,” you whisper with a small laugh, “this wasn’t what I expected when Noah invited me to hang out tonight.”

Matt grins, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Yeah? Well, I wasn’t expecting to be kissed in the middle of our millionth band debate, so I guess we’re even.”

You chuckle, the warmth in his eyes making your heart skip. His hands on your waist feel right, and being with Matt feels right.

“I have to admit,” he says softly, his voice growing more serious, “I’ve thought about this before. You and me. But I didn’t want to risk our friendship.” You nod, understanding that hesitation. You’d thought about it too but pushed those feelings aside for the same reason. Matt had become one of your closest friends, how could you jeopardize that? Yet tonight, with everything unfolding as it has, it doesn’t feel like a risk. It feels like stepping into something that was waiting for the right moment.

“I get it,” you whisper, your fingers brushing against his chest. “But…I think we’re doing okay so far, don’t you?”

Matt smiles and leans down to press a quick kiss to your forehead. “Yeah, I think so too.”

For a moment, you both stand wrapped in each other, the rest of the world fading away. It’s simple, easy, and thrilling all at once.

“So…” Matt begins, his voice light and teasing, “does this mean I win the argument?”

You blink, pulling back to look up at him with an exaggerated scowl. “Excuse me?” He laughs, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “I’m just saying, if kissing me was your way of conceding, I think I deserve a victory lap.”

You playfully punch his arm but can’t stop the grin spreading across your face. “I kissed you to shut you up, not because I agree with you.”

Matt raises an eyebrow, his smirk returning. “Guess we’ll have to keep debating it then.”

“Or,” you suggest, leaning up to kiss him again, “we could find other ways to settle it.”

Matt grins against your lips, pulling you closer. “I think I like that plan better.”

[a-otter-appears]

What Your Favorite Undertale Song Says About You!

(All this is done for fun and laughs! So don't take anything said too serious.)

(DELTARUNE CHAPTER 1 LINK)

Once Upon a Time: You love diving into new stories, fantasy is escape from your life. (Also see: Home, Snowdin, Hotel, Fallen Down (Reprise), Hopes and Dreams)

Your Best Friend: It's okay I hate dealing with most people too!! (Also see: Your Best Nightmare)

Fallen Down: You yearn back to the time of your life when you were happy, careless, and free. You're pretty nostalgic about most things.

Ruins: Pretty tired eh? You're kind of a wanderer these days. (Also see: Waterfall, Don't Give Up, An Ending)

Uwa!! So Temperate: You are delighted by the simple things in life. :)

Enemy Approaching: I see you Pokemon fan. (Also see: Dogsong, Temmie Village, Tem shop, Stronger Monsters, Amalgram)

Ghost Fight: You just really need a break. (Also see: Dummy!)

Determination: Overthinker. (Also see: Asgore)

Home / Home (Music Box): You're either pretty homesick, or just wish to have as loving and safe a place as Toriel's. (Also see: Once Upon a Time)

Heartache: You're stressed for yourself, your friends, and pretty much everyone's future.

sans. : I don't know how you still manage to have any sort of energy after all these years.

Nyeh Heh Heh! / Bonetrousle: Very obsessive about your favorite things.

Snowy: Winter REALLY is your season, you enjoy staying inside and working on many projects through the winter. (Also see: Snowdin)

Uwa!! So Holiday: You carry your own special magic. :)

Dogsong: ... Get away from me /j, you're pretty goofy and funny. (Also see: Enemy Approaching, Temmie Village, Tem Shop)

Snowdin Town / Shop: Like Snowy, just with less seasonal depression, more friendly, and a lot more love for the holidays. (Also see: Snowy, Once Upon a Time, Reunited)

Dating Start!: Bubbly and fun! You're a wannabe online influencer. (Also see: Snowdin, Dating Tense)

Dating Tense!: You need to stop looking so deeply into things, they don't hate you. (Also see: Dating start! Spear of Justice)

Dating Fight!: You're late to everything.

Undyne: You scare me, if I saw you walking down the street I would back away.

Waterfall / Quiet Water: You have such wonderful thoughts and ideas, you just need to give yourself the push to actually work on them. Go get some rest. (Also see: Ruins, Another Medium)

Memory: You have given yourself to others without them returning the favor to many times. (Also see: His Theme)

Dummy!: You are sick and tired of EVERYTHING. You will fight your way through this life if it means you don't have to be treated like trash anymore. (Also see: Ghost Fight)

Pathetic House: Your room is VERY bare. Please put something up, even if it's a sticky note. (Also see: Ghost Fight, Spider Dance)

Spooktune / Spookwave / Ghouliday: You're the kid who people think listens to "edgy" and "dark" songs on their headphones. But really, you jam out to the most weird things. (Also see: Metal Crusher)

Chill: You can barely keep your eyes open, you're very sleepy.

Thundersnail: 1# weird dancer.

Temmie Village: Very hyperactive! Please take a moment to breath! (Also see: Dogsong, Tem Shop)

Tem Shop: LOUD (Also see: Dogsong, Temmie Village)

NGAHHH!! / Spear of Justice: Sweet Jesus you scare me with those anger problems. You say you could take on anyone in a fight, but you would lose everytime, or actually WIN everytime. (Also see: Undyne, Asgore)

Alphys: Nervous and unsure, you have no idea what you're doing most of the time, but you just... go with it anyway. (Also see: Amalgram, Here We Are)

It's Showtime!: You show your love by annoying people to death. (Also see: Live Report, Death by Glamour)

Metal Crusher: How the hell do you get your work done so fast?!? You type at the speed of light. So focused... (Also see: Spooktune, Death by Glamour)

Another Medium: Imaginative and hardworking, you probably take long walks while listening to music. (Also see: Waterfall, CORE)

Uwa!! So HEATS!!?: You get sick a lot.

Stronger Monsters: You look all put together and calm, but you get so easily offended when someone doesn't agree with your opinion. (Also see: Enemy Approaching)

Hotel / Can You Really Call This a Hotel I Didn't Receive a Mint on my Pillow or Anything: You LOVE having the house to yourself, being alone is when you can get the most done. Or you just enjoy being able to relax alone. (Also see: Once Upon a Time)

Live Report / Death Report: Stressed VERY easily. But you hide it behind a smile. (Also see: It's Showtime!)

Spider Dance: You are MISCHIEVOUS, you love to mess around with people, scare them, whatever! (Also see: Dummy!)

Wrong Enemy: No sense of direction, you barely know your left and right.

Oh! One True Love! / Oh! Dungeon: T h e a t e r k i d, you also might sing ballads in public bathrooms just for the acoustics.

It's Raining Somewhere Else: Philosophical, you might be seen working/studying at the local cafe/library, or overthinking/napping in your room. You should really get a real night of sleep instead of powering through with 2 hour naps and coffee. (Also see: sans.)

CORE: I get the feeling you had an intense space phase as a kid. Kind of nerdy, you don't stop until you get the answer to whatever you're looking for. (Also see: Another Medium)

Death by Glamour: THE BADDEST BITCH IS HERE! You're truly here for a fun time, not a long time. You have this unique charm that just makes people want to be by you. Some may think you're annoying, but you grew enough skin not to care about that anymore. (Also see: CORE, Another Medium, It's Showtime!)

For the Fans: Due to terrible/unexpected life events, you had to step away from what you love, you really want to go back to when you were better. (Also see: Oh! One True Love)

Undertale: Oh boy... I can tell you lost someone dear in your life; whether it was by growing apart, or death. You hold on tight and dear for the time you had with them, wishing you spent more time together. But you also remember, (and hopefully smile) that you got to know this person at all. You still carry on through life, the memories, with a tear in your heart. (Also see: Once Upon a Time, Hopes and Dreams, His Theme)

Song That Might Play When You Fight Sans: You're a jokester. (Also see: Sans, Bonetrousle)

Bergentrückung / Asgore: You deeply regret the actions/words you caused/said. You find no mercy in forgiving yourself. And well I'm not the one to say if what happened is worth being forgiven... maybe you'll find peace one day. (Also see: Heartache, Determination, Spear of Justice)

Your Best Nightmare: Who even are you???? I think if you were a drink, you would be a green Monster. (Also see: Your Best Friend)

Finale: Truly the only and best word to describe you is determined. (Also see: Your Best Nightmare, Your Best Friend, His Theme)

An Ending: Very, veeeeeery close to just quitting whatever it is you do. (Also see: Ruins)

Here We Are: Anytime you get out of your room, your parents will always make comments about it, leaving you to quickly hide away again.

Amalgam: You like experimenting. I won't say with what. (Also see: Enemy approaching, Here We Are)

Fallen Down (Reprise): Despite yearning back, you march forward, not staying stuck in the past or thinking of the future, you stay exactly where you are, in the moment. (Also see: Fallen Down, Once Upon a Time, Hopes and Dreams)

Don't Give Up: Maybe on the outside you look like a walking corpse. But on the inside? You still try to hold on, no matter what, cause you believe it WILL get better soon. (Also see: Ruins, An Ending)

Hopes and Dreams / SAVE The World / Last Goodbye: you... YOU! You are a light in the dark, the warmth in the snow. You try to make people's lives, and this world's better. Even if you don't like most people, even if you give more than you should. You hold on, dream, and work for a better future, a better life, for everyone. (Also see: Undertale, Your Best Friend, Once Upon a Time, Snowdin)

His Theme: You cry a lot (not in a bad way!) Your emotions guide you more than your mind. You look back and ask yourself if you have done enough. (Also see: Memory, Undertale, Reunited)

Reunited: People make fun of you for believing every story has a happy ending. But you don't mind. You hold on deary to the people who made your life better, who stuck through it all. You know even in the happiest times there's saddest, and in the saddest, there's joy. (Also see: Once Upon a Time, Hopes and Dreams, His theme)

Respite: You made it, through the worst days/weeks/months of your life, you pulled through, and are still standing. (Also see: Ruins)

Bring it in, Guys!: You couldn't pick just ONE song.

Battle Against a True Hero: the MAIN character, you would throw yourself in any danger to protect those you love. You'll defend until your last breath. (Also see: Ruins)

Power of -NEO-: You're still mad Mettaton NEO didn't get a actual fight. Please let it go.

Megalovania: *sighhhhhh* But actually, you're pretty intimidating. Maybe it's because of how loud you are, or the tense energy you radiate. I wouldn't want to get in your way...

BONUSES:

Mad Mew Mew: Cute and bitter! People think they can walk over you, but quickly learn that they SHOULDN'T at all. (Also see: Dummy! Spider Dance)

Gaster's Theme: PUT THAT GODDAMN THEORY DOWN

[adviceformefromme]

I've been following quite a few pieces of advice of yours and they've been really helping me all this while! Thank you so much for them <3

I am a high school student in 11th grade and I recently got my crush as my boyfriend who turned out to also like me from the very moment we met. We had started out as good friends in school and church both and then it slowly developed to a situationship and then after we started dating a few months ago.

We both are very strong minded people and surprisingly we go together very well. The two of us have scheduled time for each other and studies in a strict manner because we both want to build a strong future for ourselves as individuals and as a couple.

My issue is, whenever I'm in class or sitting at home studying or coding or whatever it is I'm doing, somehow I always get distracted by him, indirectly.

I always end up thinking of our future together, and just having thoughts about him in general which have distracted me quite a few times.

To be honest, it's not like I slack off on my studies and duties but I seem to getting a little too distracted sometimes to the point that I am not able to focus on my task, and i end up doing it halfway (and the next half is finished the other day)

He's definitely not an obstacle in my way at all but like we have our set timings for studying and talking to each other, i cannot get him out of my head while studying also.

Can you help me with this? (sorry for the long ask 🙏 )

Hey sweetie, great question. A few things come to mind...

Firstly, the sprit of lust is fed with music, tv and social. I find personally when I am listening to certain songs, Rnb jams, anything that gets me in my feels - whatever man that's in my life will get extra focus, and lustful thoughts. The music will take you there, it's subtle but as its something most people listen to everyday, this can keep you in the trap of extra thoughts of him. The same goes with TV and social media, as you see other couples, as you watch anything on TV romance related on an unconscious level your mind is likely to go to the man in your life. Removing these distractions as a test will allow you to see how they are causing extra thoughts of him...

Secondly, it is very natural to think excessively about someone you are feeling for. Especially if he was your crush and possibly your first serious relationship given your age, plus studying is the natural time for your mind to wonder. It's most likely boring you. Trying not to think about someone causes more friction and we end up overthinking them, and overthinking why we're thinking about them. Sometimes it's just a case of taking the gas of the pedal and accepting you like him, love him whatever the case may be, and let go.

Finally, I like to use the saying 'let go and let God' whenever I am in my head about something, reminding me that God's in control, not me. A bible verse or little quote that you can refer to daily can help keep you grounded allowing you to anchor your thoughts when you become distracted.

I hope this helps xoxo

[mercerislandbooks]

Book Chats: The Spellshop

Summer is here. The days are warm and long, and the evenings are perfect for sitting outside and reading (or listening and crocheting, in my case) as the sun goes down. The Spellshop by Sarah Beth Durst is an amazing choice for this kind of relaxing evening. The narrator was excellent, the descriptions were lush, and the setting was idyllic. A librarian and her sentient spider plant seek refuge from a bloody revolution—with crates of books in tow—by heading to Caltrey, a small island on the outskirts of a nation made of islands. All Kiela wants is to protect her books and live unnoticed in the cottage her parents left her. (Un)fortunately for her, that's not how small villages work. With an attractive next door neighbor and a friendly baker determined to welcome her into their small community, as well as a suspicious old man who is set on driving her out, Kiela has to decide if letting people in is a chance she's willing to take. Warning: you will want baked goods slathered with jam by the end of this book.

Becca: Kiela was such a fun, unique character. Her love of books obviously resonates with me as an avid reader and a bookseller, and her habit of overthinking what she says and does was also very relatable. What did you think about her as the main character and voice of the story? Lori: I loved Kiela. For the same reasons as you but also, I loved the way circumstances kept pushing her beyond her comfort zone and then, because of getting to hear her overthinking inner voice, the reader knows what choosing to be brave costs her. But she does it anyway. It's not comfortable to acknowledge that those moments are what bring growth. Also, she has blue skin. And blue hair. And lots of blue clothes. I approved of all the blue. What did you think about Kiela's scheme to barter homemade jam for the supplies she needs? Becca: Making jam is not necessarily the occupation I would turn to for survival, but I also don't live on a little island surrounded by merhorses and abundant fruit trees and bushes. Well, maybe the bushes; our blackberry brambles are out of control. I loved how she took what she had available to her and, with much determination, figured out a way to keep moving forward. Lori: She did. No matter the obstacles, she kept trying. I think we need to discuss Caz, though, the sentient spider plant! Becca: So...a talking plant research assistant. I wouldn't mind that. Maybe then I'd finally know how to care for one without it slowly fading away on me. And Caz has such an excellent personality. Lori: He stole the show in my opinion. I thought he had all the best lines. His friendship and support of Kiela really brought home to me how careful Sarah Beth Durst was to give all her characters, and the environment they inhabit, a nuanced worth. She also created an interesting magic system. Becca: I do love it when magic is something accessible to everyone in a book, instead of just the chosen few who are born with it. But with all of the impressive feats that can be accomplished with spells, I think it was the little magics scattered throughout the book were my favorite. Yes, Kiela wanted to do big magics to help her community, but the little ones that encouraged plant growth and water to flow were the ones that resonated with me. And it's the small magics that she was determined to share with those around her as a way to make their lives better. Lori: It really shows how little things, that maybe don't seem like they matter that much, actually have more of an impact than one might think. It's encouraging that making small choices towards the good does make a difference in the world. Becca: It is. And I appreciated how Kiela came to believe that sentiment because she observed Larran, her always-willing-to-help neighbor, put forth the effort to do so. Lori: I loved watching the spark between Kiela and Larran grow. She started out so wary and standoffish, but as she continued to see how good he was (and how good he looked shirtless), she started to admire him, until she found herself unable to resist.

This sweet book is perfect for summer, with its cottagecore vibes and berry-filled island. The first printing has beautiful sprayed purple edges to add to the appeal. So, stop by to pick up a pretty book, whip up (or purchase) some scones with jam (preferably raspberry), and settle in for a gentle adventure full of plants, jam, and slightly illegal magic.

— ​Becca & Lori

[the-menace-in-pink]

The Phantom Troupe members if they had a Celebrity Crush — Part 1 (Chrollo, Machi and Feitan)

(CC = Celebrity Crush — VA = Voice actor/actress)

Chrollo: 

Surprisingly, he's got a little fanboy side.

His celebrity crush would be any or all of these: a VA, an actor/actress, a soloist, or a lead singer in an idol group/band.

Whenever he has the time, he checks on his favorite celebrities' releases/ activities on SNS and YouTube.

Goes out alone on weekends and nights that aren't very busy so that he can watch his CC's movies. He books himself screening rooms at cinemas and watches all by himself —his favorite snacks at hand. He just watches, relaxed, quiet, and in awe. Has moments when he'll sob or cackle because of some scenes.

Has also booked screening rooms to watch animes and music videos lmao.

If his CC models/shoots ads, he goes downtown in the evening/night, sits on benches, and stares at their posters, billboards, ads, etc. All the while he's sipping on a beer or eating ice cream. Sometimes he just stands there, lost in thoughts, with his celebrity crush's face as some kind of comfort and backdrop. He'd be wondering about a bunch of things.

If CC is a singer, he always perks up when their song starts playing in a restaurant, bar, mall, or wherever. Even on missions. He'd sometimes hume or whistle to the melody, gaining amused and surprised stares from the other spiders, but they wouldn't overthink it. He's very lowkey.

Doesn't buy merch, but he definitely tries to attend concerts and meet&greets when his schedule permits. If CC performs at an event near one of the PT's gigs/destination, he will watch or listen from the sidelines. Maybe even from the top of a nearby building to get a view of the stage.

CC's songs definitely played while he was murdering someone or causing mass destruction. He most likely had to kill/abduct people outside concert halls too.

I feel like he'd gravitate toward someone who's the complete opposite of how he presents himself. Someone who's upbeat, confident, bubbly and extroverted.

Listening to their voice or watching their shows would be a serotonin boost to him.

If they're a VA, all of his favorite characters are definitely voiced by the celebrity crush—no matter their relevance or how big or small the role is.

In the case where he's really attached to said celebrity, he might sometimes get all up in his feelings and wish he was an average folk so he could fanboy in peace and write fanfics.

What hooks him is a mixture of talent, aura, vibes, and looks—that person. So I doubt he'd accept to date or start to court someone simply because they look or sound like his CC. They're irreplaceable, one and only. No one else is like his CC.

If any harm had to befall them, he'd get pissed—the silent type of pissed. You know what comes after…

Very loyal, tbh. If he starts liking a celebrity very hard, he'll most likely continue to do so for years. Until said celeb does something that turns him off or dies.

Even if the celeb is a sworn enemy, he'd still listen to their songs and watch their works just because 💀 he's weird like that.

He talks directly to CC's billboards/posters and explains his plans and troubles when he gets a bit loose and tipsy.

Probably has whole debates on the entertainment industry, books, etc., with a billboard or figure cardboard.

Simulates interviews, lmao. He's very unserious.

I've got a feeling he'd be into a band like PRINCESS PRINCESS (プリンセス・プリンセス)… I don't know why. Like I know he’d have stanned the shit outta Kaori’s energy 😭

"19 GROWING UP -ode to my buddy-" is his guilty pleasure jam.

Machi:

She’s not someone who pays too much attention to celebrities. One may catch her attention for a short time, but it’s rare.

However, if and when a celebrity holds her attention long and hard enough to become a celebrity crush… it’s someone phenomenal.

Someone who inspires her and commands respect. By their talent, devotion, and artistic quality.

I see her crushing on a famous stylist, makeup artist, or musician.

CC’s attention to detail, originality, dedication, talent, and hard work in the craft really get to her, making her breathless and wholly captivated.

She’d notice everything about them and how they move, carry themselves, and work. She’d try to emulate them unconsciously but would catch herself. Because she doesn’t want to become them. She still enjoys the rift separating them. She, deep down, wants someone to admire.

Still eagerly drinks in their tips and advice.

If there are colors her CC seems to like, she may find herself buying items (phone case, blanket, notebooks, threads etc.) and clothes in the same palette.

She doesn’t get merch but definitely buys from CC’s collections and brands.

If CC’s a musician, they’re likely in a band too.

If everyone’s bias in a band is the lead singer or the most attractive member, she’s into whoever is at the keyboard, piano, or bass.

Any interest she’s had in playing instruments is because of CC.

She’s quiet on social media. Will drop likes here and there but doesn’t interact with the fandom or CC’s posts much.

She anonymously pays people to film and upload CC-focused fancams.

May have ‘’politely’’ requested from the cameramen that they film more close-ups of CC’s hands and face (that look of deep concentration makes her blush, to her dismay 😫).

Choses to download songs depending on whether or not her celebrity crush had an input in them. If CC rarely ever produces/writes, she downloads their favorite songs from their band’s discography instead + CC’s recommendations.

If they’re a stylist, she probably integrates some of their sewing patterns in her own choreographies.

I’m definitely not projecting when I say she’s a YOSHIKI fangirl.

She gravitates towards a CC who’s reserved but eloquent and passionate when they’re asked about their work or ambitions.

Has already written a letter to one of her celebrity crushes. Not a very gushy one. Just a short note thanking them for their hard work and presence and telling them they’ve inspired her greatly and to keep up the good work. It was one of the hardest things to do for her, finding the courage to send it.. she was scared she’d get busted.

Would much rather watch and hear CC playing live than on TV or Youtube.

As I said, she’s a quiet fan. So no one in the Troupe (besides maybe Pakunoda) likely knows about her fangirl side. (She knows everyone’s celebrity crushes and darkest secrets tho kjshgfkhjgj)

Feitan:

He's an anime enjoyer, so his celebrity crush is likely a VA who may happen to be a singer or an actor. But he's not much into the music part. He definitely tunes in for their acting, though.

Feitan can be very intense in his 'stanning.'

Watches reality and variety shows featuring his CC. He has bookmarked and downloaded all his favorite clips and rewatches them whenever he's on break or bored.

Spends money on mass voting to ensure his CC wins awards and nominations.

I feel like he'd be a total Mamoru Miyano, Kana Hanazawa, and Ayumi Ito fanboy. I don't know why skjgfhjghkj

Retweets every single news about CC and the characters they voiced.

May have murdered or traumatized a known hater.

Probably has considered sabotaging CC's industry rival. The original plan might have been murder, but Shalnark snitched him off to Pakunoda and Chrollo.

Got a bunch of keychains of his favorite characters (voiced by CC) attached to his phone.

Visits every CC and anime-themed cafe and event whenever he can. Goes with Phinks and Shalnark for different occasions and reasons.

Sometimes gets involved in fan wars. He's usually that one bish who makes alt accounts and pops out of nowhere to doxx haters and their whole genealogical tree. It's a mix of him being offended over having his celebrity crush dragged and 50% of him simply enjoying the utter chaos and misery of random internet users.

His alts are on half of the internet's block lists. If CC has a reputation for having a 'toxic' fandom, it's 70% Feitan's fault.

Beefed with 12 years olds. No one will call his CC "MY meow meow" or "MY" anything when he's right there.

Tries to leave eloquent reviews and comments on CC's pages, SNS, and forums, but they always become memes and copypastas within the fandom.

He's on cloud nine when CC mentions or reposts the reviews.

Already sneaked at a convention while cosplaying one of his celebrity crushes' most notable characters. He paid Machi an excellent sum to make it for him, and thankfully he knew he could trust her not to tell a soul (he had to double the payment, tho…)

Showed up to fan signing events with those super elaborated cosplays. Has some pictures with CC too. He's the definition of a successful fan.

However, his pics get constantly stolen by other fans and accounts. Because obviously, his cosplays always hide his face behind a mask or something —he can't risk being recognized by anyone.

100% pretended to lose his balance so CC would catch him by the waist and steady him.

This man reads fanfictions. He's subscribed to any (Celebrity crush) x reader tag variations on every platform.

Buys any food his celebrity crush advertises.

He developed a crush while watching an anime at a very low point in his existence. And he's been obsessed since then. CC's performance in a character he related to really hit him in the feels. It's pretty touching, actually.

[groovesnjams]

13 / 50

"Red Wine Supernova" by Chappell Roan

MG:

There’s so much Shania Twain (I suppose, though if I’m being precise, I think there’s so much LeAnn Rimes on the Coyote Ugly soundtrack) in “Red Wine Supernova.” We’re in a boom period of re-examining, re-contextualizing, and re-appreciating late-90’s radio rock. It’s something Grooves N Jams never stopped doing; I remember where I was when I first listened to Third Eye Blind’s self-titled debut like it’s my own personal national tragedy. So it’s a bit surreal and, honestly, kind of deadening to bob on these waves a second time. I can feel us all, in this moment, careening toward Evanescence, Linkin Park, eventually Puddle of Mudd and Staind, and then the total death of radio for a second time. I think there’s a wont to put all of that on streaming and pirating, as though the medium itself was flawed and the music can be salvaged. The medium was flawed, but also, this sound was extremely easy to replicate and the imitators were often nothing more than fridge magnet poetry cloaked under a couple production tricks.

Anyway, I feel like Shania caught some short shrift during this period, so, unlike the general 90’s ennui I’m starting to feel, the resurrection of “You’re Still the One” via boygenius and “Man! I Feel Like a Woman” via Chappell Roan is still fresh and delightful. Shania could be playful and camp in a way that our often serious, humorless pop culture really, really misses. Perhaps I’m missing the point and part of the joy of her quasi-drag and over-performed yelps is to bop along and not overthink it, but I’m here to overthink it. There are plenty of artists who could fit themselves inside of “Red Wine Supernova” (Rina Sawayama tried it with “This Hell,” for example) but Chappell is comfortable with performing in way that feels slightly waylaid by our current era of always on branding and universal blandness. She’s using her voice, flexing it and manipulating it, a commanding tour de force woman and a goofy, confessional girl by turns. It’s a stage show, for sure, but after years and years of single facet performers (professional mope boys like Drake and The Weeknd or Ariana Grande’s mumbled “yuh” or Charli XCX’s irony pop) it’s a delight to see someone prowl around like she does, fully owning her character, imperfections and all. In that way, she’s taken what Shania did – her kick your feet up and laugh friendliness – and added a layer of vulnerability on top by not trying to strangle every last drop of productivity from her margins. It’s possible to dislike Chappell Roan and that’s what makes her so loveable.

DV:

If I was a teen in 2023 I would be basing my entire personality around Chappell Roan right now, to the annoyance of everyone around me. Like others on this list, she has a way of encapsulating an entire world and attitude inside a single song and making you a part of it whenever you listen; unlike those others, at its most inviting Chappell's world is centered around getting drunk and naked in the most ostentatious way possible. MG and I didn't catch Chappell's tour this year due to "fuck LiveNation" reasons, but you don't need to see it live to realize that "Red Wine Supernova" is made for crowdwork, full of call-and-response moments and subtle punchlines. I say subtle; I mean, "Want me to fuck you" is tucked halfway through a verse rather than in a more obvious spot like the chorus. But in Chappell Roan's hands, everything seems obvious, belying the skill it takes to take a lyric this packed with obnoxious theater kid energy and make it irresistibly charming. "Red Wine Supernova" wears itself on its sleeve and demands you do the same. It's a dialogue between Chappell and the listener as much as between her and the girl biting her neck.

[nickeverdeen]

Hi!! I've been a long time follower and i saw you opened up matchups 😼!! I was wondering if I could get a spiderverse Male match up please.

i'm 5'7, she/her, and pan asexual! I don't like loud noises or the sound of people eating. I do enjoy eating, cooking, sunsets, cold weather, and music, i listen to pretty much anything but i like punk music coupled with mitski and hozier!!

I'm loyal and very kind and considerate, however i can be blunt. I try my best to communicate clearly and i try to set my own and learn the boundaries of others. I am very anxious, i overthink the smallest details and often ask whether people are mad at me or just for reassurance in general. I work hard but too many tasks make me overwhelmed easily and then i don't do anything lol. I'm a tune to people's emotions and can tell when something is off.

my hobbies include, kickboxing, art (in almost any form), listening to music and singing, rollerblading, and napping!

PS: Can I just say that you’re seriously cool, awesome and badass? Like damn let me be your friend. No, but like seriously you sound amazing as hell!!!

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Your SATSV match is…

Peter B. Parker

Peter B. Parker shares your eclectic taste in music, enjoying everything from punk rock to artists like Mitski and Hozier

He finds solace in music and actually makes scenarios in his head while listening from time to time

Makes fun of your height a bit

You and Peter bond over cooking sessions

He may not be the best chef, but he loves experimenting in the kitchen when you’re present and trying new recipes with you, even if they occasionally turn out disastrous

Peter enjoys watching sunsets with you, finding peace in those moments of quiet beauty

He loves how the colors change and the sky transforms, mirroring the fleeting nature of life

And also how gorgerous you look in the light

Both of you prefer cold weather, relishing in the crisp air and the excuse to snuggle up together under warm blankets or during long walks in the chill

Peter appreciates your bluntness because it contrasts with his tendency to be more sarcastic and indirect

He admires your ability to communicate clearly and learn boundaries, something he’s working on himself

He’s patient and understanding when you overthink or seek reassurance

Peter deals with his own anxieties, especially balancing his superhero life with personal struggles, so he empathizes with your challenges

Peter values your loyalty and kindness deeply

He admires how considerate you are toward others and how you strive to treat everyone with respect and compassion

While he’s not as skilled as you in kickboxing, Peter enjoys sparring with you

It’s a great stress-reliever for both of you and a way to stay in shape amidst hectic lives

Peter loves your passion for art in all forms

He may not be the best artist, but he enjoys doodling and creating alongside you, whether it’s painting, sculpting, or any other medium

You often have impromptu music jam sessions together, whether it’s singing along to your favorite songs or attempting to play instruments

It’s a fun way to unwind and enjoy each other’s company

Peter joins you on rollerblading adventures, though he may be a bit clumsy at first

He appreciates the thrill and freedom it gives, skating alongside you in the cool evening air

Both of you love napping, and often find yourselves dozing off together after a long day of crime-fighting or creative pursuits

Peter cherishes these quiet moments of relaxation with you

Peter encourages your pursuits and understands how overwhelming tasks can be for you

He’s there to provide gentle reminders and support, whether it’s helping you focus or taking a break when needed

He’s tuned into your emotions, able to tell when something is bothering you even if you don’t say it outright

Peter respects your feelings and encourages open communication between you both

In your relationship, you both share responsibilities equally

Peter understands the importance of teamwork and compromise, making sure to contribute his fair share to the partnership

Despite the challenges you face, Peter admires your adventurous spirit and willingness to try new things

He loves how you bring excitement into his life, pushing him out of his comfort zone in the best ways

Ultimately, Peter sees a future with you, filled with shared adventures, creative pursuits, and unwavering support for each other

He values your presence in his life and cherishes every moment you spend together

[stargazer56]

Worthy Wednesday Fic Challenge

We see the same (admittedly excellent) stories recommended over and over and over. Let's expand our horizons! Recommend and briefly describe a fic or two or three (or more) that you've never (or rarely) seen mentioned. Extra points if you don't personally know the writer. Tag @trickiwooao3 or #Worthy Wednesday

I absolutely love this idea! Thank you for tagging me @a-noble-dragon and @ramonaflow. I spent most of the day overthinking this (overthinking is my jam), but I've finally come up with a few recommendations.

In no particular order, I'd like to recommend:

Horrible Husbands by PositivelyBedeviledSchitthead

This is a hilarious Halloween fic with an amazing twist and a loveable troll Patrick. Here's the author's summary: If David had been slightly more observant, he might have noticed Patrick’s aversion to the cottage basement much sooner and maybe things wouldn’t have gone as far as they did. But he wasn’t and they did. Patrick and David take Halloween just a little too seriously.

just wanna tell you how i'm feeling by hudders-and-hiddles (@wild-aloof-rebel)

Patrick makes David a mixtape and they listen to it on a vendor trip. It's a wonderful, beautifully written, early relationship moment between them. And there's a spotify playlist! Here's the author's summary: I Really Like You: a mixtape for David Rose, carefully curated by Patrick Brewer

Crows Creek by AWorldOfDreams (@a-noble-dragon)

The story of a crow attack on Schitt's Creek told from 10 different character POVs and every character voice is spot on. It features a different first meeting between David and Patrick and so many cleverly woven in bird references. It's a delight and everyone should read it. Here's the author's summary: Murder. That was the collective name for a group of crows, wasn't it? And by the looks of things, if David didn't get to safety soon, then he'd be slain in the streets by wickedly sharp beaks and glinting talons.

The only thing was... He was stricken with panic. He couldn't move.

I'd love to see recommendations from @olinsghost, @statueinthestone, @tyfinn, @mallpretzles and anyone else who feels moved to share their favorite less often recommended fics.

[clit-eastwood-spicy]

HIT US WITH 2, 3, 6 and 14 (i love music in relation to media sorry), 22, and 26 for SANJI don’t be shy

SKUHFSHFSDKUHF THANK YOU FOR THIS, I LOVE DOING THESE SO MUCH KSDHFSJDFHSKDFHSKJDF For Sanji this time <3 OKAY also I'll admit I've been reading a ton of fics / headcanons with him so my thoughts mix be a tad skewered with info but like I've so many good writings for Sanji, bless all the writers so much because aaaaaaaaaa <3 <3 2 - Honestly I kinda started falling for him when I saw some gifs of the "silly in love wiggle dance" shit he does (because lets face it, silly weirdo men is my jam and I need more of it always) but I also see him as a very passionate kinds guy and thats also such a wonderful trait <3 3 - OH THIS- I know I keep wanting to say some sort of food service (because ofc its the easiest vibe but I feel like thats too easy of an answer dskjufsdf) so I've been scratching my head thinking about it for a few mins but like I keep thinking he would work at like a womens shoe store or like a jewelry store or somewhere he'd be able to work and flirt skjdhf. I just imagine him being like "Oh, what a gorgous choice for a gorgous person like you, it works with your eyes so well!" or something like that sdkjfhsdf 6 - YET ANOTHER I HAVE NOT LISTENED TO / MADE A PLAYLIST FOR... Which is also surprising because I have a few for other characters / pairings dsjhfsjdfh. Buuuuuuut when I've been reading fics I've been listening to those "piano jazz" youtube playlist things and they just feel fitting somehow?? ksdjuhsd 14 - OKAY SO I LOOKED BACK THROUGH MY "MUSHY LOVE SONGS" STUFF ON MY SPOTIFY AAAAAAND- I decided to go with just the whole ass song for him of "I'm in the mood for love" by Julie London (it just has soft romance vibes and I see it as super fitting for him from what I've seen / read of him so far skudfsdkfh) 22 - Oooooo good question. Hmmmmmmm.... I keep thinking it would be fun to have him meet Ingo and Emmet from Pokemon but mostly because I think it would be interesting to see what kind of shenanigans Emmet and Sanji could get up to together. Though I also have like a fuckton of ocs so those could be extra fun too jsdhfshjf 26 - Aaaa okay so admittedly I am not fully aware of his past yet (but I've heard a few brief things here and there) so I'm gonna rework this a tad to go off of what I know about him - but but I feel like he might be the type that when he has too much time to think he sort of just sits alone while smoking and overthinks things he could have done better or ways he could have helped someone or a situation? He's got that kinda vibe and idk how to describe it skudhfsd