#class of 3000: back to the SING!

[eminsunnytoons123]

Wait, y'all? I have a question...

I'm asking this because I headcanoned Cheddar man and Bianca to have both, and its because my IRL bestie Michelle told me that they can, so I just wanna make sure...

[sdenvs3000w25]

Unit 7 Blog: What Music in Nature means to Me

Upon first read, I thought this prompt was quite strange because how could plants and animals possibly listen to music? However, Patricia M (2001), introduced many concepts in her article that reminded me music and nature simultaneously exist all around us. 

Where is Music in Nature

 Nature is packed with rhythmic and harmonic patterns that closely mimic human music. Birds, for example, make sounds that reflect musical features such as rhythm, pitch fluctuation, and even scales seen in human compositions (Gray et al., 2001). Birds are constantly chirping, but how often do we sit back and appreciate the songs they are singing? In such a fast-paced environment, I know I do not sit back and listen as often as I should. She mentions other animals including cockatoos. As part of their courting rituals, these animals shape sticks into drumsticks and tap them on logs to make their percussion instruments. According to Gray et al. (2001), humpback whales also write songs that have patterns similar to those of human music, such as rhythmic components, recurring refrains, which stands for theme, elaboration, and return. These illustrations imply that music is an essential component of nature rather than a uniquely human creation. I wonder if animals enjoy the songs they create the same way that I enjoy blasting Tate Mcrae or The Weeknd on a long car ride. Reading this article was a true reminder that all living things are connected, and even though we cannot talk to animals, there are other ways to communicate with one another, which we often take for granted. 

Where is Nature in Music? 

One of the most prominent ways nature is present in music is through Indigenous cultures. Using music to analyze and communicate environmental links, many Indigenous societies do not separate music from nature (ENVS 3000 Notes, 2025). The Sami people of Scandinavia, for instance, have a distinctive vocal tradition known as "yoiks," which employ absurd syllables to convey the spirit of a person, location, or natural feature (Gray et al., 2001). This oral tradition is a means of transmitting environmental knowledge and fostering a connection with the land. Similarly, as mentioned in the reading this week, the natural environment has always been represented in Finnish folk music, with traditional songs depicting seasonal variations, landscapes, and even the mythological beginnings of nature, such as the idea that the universe was formed from a bird's egg (Sahi, 2012). Folk singing is employed in contemporary environmental education to help people rediscover their connection to nature, highlighting the fact that it is a living, breathing source of inspiration rather than merely a resource (Sahi, 2012). This reminded me how important music is to my everyday life. I love going for long walks listening to music, going to concerts or listening to music while I clean the house. As mentioned in the lecture, music is a way to deepen our lens for interpretation (ENVS 3000 Notes, 2025). It gives me something to relate to no matter my mood, provides me a sense of calm, and allows me to connect with groups of people who also enjoy the same artists as me. 

A Song I Associate with Nature 

“The Nights” by Avicii immediately takes me back to my Grade 12 graduation trip at Camp Olympia in Muskoka Woods. It was a trip filled with adventure, bonding, and unforgettable memories which perfectly captured the spirit of the song’s lyrics: “Live a life you will remember.” This trip was at the end of high school. The whole graduating class was reminiscing on the amazing past 4 years we had spent together.

Arrived in the Wilderness for the Weekend!

We stayed in small cabins, and every morning we awoke to the sound of birds, the crisp aroma of pine trees, and a stunning view of the lake. During the day we spent time doing high-rope activities, learning how to construct campfires, and hiking through the forest.

Hike in the Forest surrounded by nature.

I can now think back to this and remember all the beauty I was surrounded by as well as the breathtaking scenery and sounds of birds chirping and coyotes howling that have long served as an inspiration to storytellers and musicians (Sahi, 2012). For me, the most memorable part of the trip was the last night when we all built a campfire together. Someone started playing The Nights on a speaker, we were all singing along, arms around each other, feeling more connected than ever. No matter our differences or silly little arguments we got in with one another in the hallway, or how little we interacted with one another at school, everyone was present. The song captured our collective excitement for the future while also allowing us to reminisce on the last 4 years we all spent together.

Campfire that reminds me of "The Nights"

This experience reinforces the deep connection between music and nature. Just as folk traditions have long used songs to interpret and celebrate the natural world, modern music continues to shape our experiences in outdoor spaces. Whether through Indigenous yoiks that reflect the essence of the land (Gray et al., 2001) or Finnish folk singing that honors sacred landscapes (Sahi, 2012), music has always helped people form deeper bonds with their surroundings, and I am so grateful for that. 

References

ENVS 3000 Notes (2025). Nature Interpretation through Music.

Gray, P. M., et al. (2001). The Music of Nature and the Nature of Music. Scienceorg.com, 291(5501).

Sahi, V. (2012). Using Folk Traditional Music to Communicate the Sacredness of Nature in Finland. Spiritual Values of Protected Areas of Europe. University of Guelph. pp 129 - 132.

[bitterlemonade-1]

Heya =^_^=

I saw that ya liked a few of my class of 3000 posts, and that you're a class of 3000 fan aswell, so.... What do ya think of my 'class of 3000: back to the SING!' reboot? I'm just curious BTW =^///////^= 🎷🥁🎻🎸🎸🪈🪘🎹

Love the concept! It’s super cute, hope to see more soon

I too have a “reboot” of you want to call it that, story of my own

[silyabeeodess]

FusionFall Headcanons: Sunny Bridges

Sadly, Class of 3000's representation in the game is pretty minimal--with mainly just the Sunny Bridges' Auditorium giving it a spotlight. With that, my own headcanons for how its characters would fit in FusionFall have also been limited, as there just isn't much material to go off of. However, inspired from returning to some of the show's music, I'd like to expand on ideas I've had sprinkled with other posts I've made. For now, let's focus on none other than Sunny Bridges himself:

With the auditorium situated in what might be the heart of entertainment for the City areas, Marquee Row, it's unlikely that Sunny originally intended for it to be anything other than a typical venue. Likely constructed prior to his days as a teacher, he may not have even cared for it at all depending on whether or not it was built by the time he started losing his passion for music. It was just another mark of the fame that was wearing him down. However, after his experiences teaching, he started using the auditorium to give young and upcoming artists the chance to explore their own talent on a professional stage. Classes and workshops could be taught there alongside the big concerts, and the auditorium grew as a place of both education and community.

It should go without saying that his time as a teacher revitalized his passion, enough for Sunny to continue acting as a mentor. He might still have issues with the music industry itself, but he's found himself again, along with the importance of music in his life and the lives of those around him. Thanks to that, he wants to keep passing on those lessons and bits of wisdom to others.

That strength in music came in-full when the war hit. The invasion stretched across every community around the globe, with a sense of peace stripped from everyone. Even when nanos were introduced and the tide began to turn, with nothing to help people escape from the daily terrors and lack of normalcy, morale was low. However, that is one of the great powers of art: To give moments of escapism, beauty, and hope in otherwise awful situations. In a situation where people can't even walk out of their homes without facing monsters, where soldiers constantly roam through the streets, when all the places and things you did that you used to find comfort in have been taken from you... Music is something anyone can take part in no matter where they are or what they have. You don't even need tools or instruments when you've got a voice to sing with, feet to dance with, and hands to beat out a rhythm. Music is something any person can take with them anywhere and can be the most widespread and uplifting of the arts. Sunny knows this, and so his part of the war effort was to share that spirit with anyone who needed it.

The Fusion Fighter radio network was already established when Sunny began volunteering himself and his students. However, Sunny plays one of, if not the, biggest role for it. Besides his own music, he also has the connections to bring in many other great artists. Again, he may not like the music industry, but his knowledge of it and his work with his students has given him some means of handling a good chunk of the administrative stuff many other creatives can have difficulty managing. He can get a jumble of talents working like a well-oiled machine. He'll help set up live performances as well, particularly in the City areas and especially at the base in the underground mall.

Inevitably, these efforts that were once his step away from the spotlight have dragged Sunny back in. Before his name could fade from people's minds after he left stardom, he ended up becoming a figurehead among all of these war-time entertainers. Anyone who didn't know him before certainly knows him now, whether or not they're fans of his music. Resuming his celebrity status isn't something he wants, and he makes that point well-known. Nevertheless, he's also glad that his music is reaching people and for all the right reasons.

Sadly, Fuse does not think the same way. Of course, the tyrant won't go after artists the same as he will other figures in the war effort, but he has caught on to how much hope and inspiration Sunny gives to people. If Sunny is ever left vulnerable, Fuse's army will take the chance to take him out. On the upside, there's also plenty of soldiers who'll gladly protect the musician when called.

[eminsunnytoons123]

Class of 3000 SQUISHMALLOWS! #1:

The Main cast

Since I have promised that I'll make class of 3000 squishmallows after I draw the characters for MY OWN reboot of class of 3000, heres the first set of class of 3000 as squishmallows =^_^=

And this is somethin' I wanna share with all my loved ones in my tumblr family:

@splashy900 @kxllboii @aquamarine-dream-queen @dayzsaclark @oscarandgrinchfan @moshywoosh @ilovescaredysquirrel2 @nuggetaubrey @sharkyy599 @nightkit92 @familyoffood @mysafespaceblog13 @thelazzyblogzz @sugar-miss1 @shrimpathizer @shypeachrunaway @iggyguyy @sayuri-does-skits @typical-sophie @peaceforpeople @ben5569 @itsmyaltaccountforshiitybloglol0 @ducktoonz903707 @artismeyou-12 @blackstar044 @acen402 @diego-r-the-artist-2009 @nia1sworld @rumplestiltsbear @s4gefr0g @beeware-of-lulu @leafith @bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing @muppet-fan-frr @thegroovyskull @blo0st4r @vickymcsworld @fancytigercupcake And @muppet-fan-real And @cheezekennith

And even more class of 3000 fans here on tumblr like @cncity @ghostytoastynights @classof3000shit @classywinnerpeace And more =^_^=

As y'all can see here, Sunny, lil' D, philly Phil, Madison, tamika, eddie, kim And kam are in their cute And fluffy squishmallows forms, And honestly, if these were real, I would definetly buy them all =^.^= (especially squishmallows of Salieri And his students, mila, big D, cheddar man, Bianca... Etc more that i'll make =^_^=)

And i'll make the spoiler drawing of the first episode of 'co3k: back to the SING!' tommorow =^.^=

And heck, theres more ideas that I wanna make involving class of 3000 characters, such as them as a Friday night funkin mod, them in an anime style... And lots more =0w0=

I hope y'all will like this =^/////^= 🧡💛♥️

[kornyart]

Heya Korny!!~ -///////-

I just wanted to tell ya that I'm still so damn flattered and happy that ya used my designs of cheddar man and Sunny for the 'back to the SING!' reboot, so I literally tagged that as the second official fanart of the 'back to the SING!' reboot~ =>///////<= 💖💖

And I rully hope I'll get able to see more of your class of 3000 arts (including my reboot, and even some of my class of 3000 shows/series), and! ya can even ask me some class of 3000 requests! I'll be willin' to do 'em!~ =^////w////^=

And kissu kissu from moi~! -w- ❤️

Ur SO welcome im so glad u liked it 🙏✨✨

[escapetoluna]

How to learn a language when you don’t know where to start:

General Plan:

Weeks 1 and 2: Purpose:

Learn the fundamentals sentence construction

Learn how to spell and count

Start building a phrase stockpile with basic greetings

The Alphabet

Numbers 1 - 100

Subject Pronouns

Common Greetings

Conjugate the Two Most Important Verbs: to be and to have

Basic Definite and Indefinite Articles

Weeks 3 and 4: Purpose:

Learn essential vocabulary for the day-to-day

Start conjugating regular verbs

Days of the Week and Months of the Year

How to tell the time

How to talk about the weather

Family Vocabulary

Present Tense Conjugations Verbs

Weeks 5 and 6: Purpose:

Warm up with the last of the day-to-day vocabulary

Add more complex types of sentences to your grammar

Colours

House vocabulary

How to ask questions

Present Tense Conjugations Verbs

Forming negatives

Weeks 7 and 8: Purpose:

Learn how to navigate basic situations in a region of your target language country

Finish memorising regular conjugation rules

Food Vocabulary and Ordering at Restaurants

Money and Shopping Phrases

Present Tense Conjugations Verbs

Weeks 9 and 10: Purpose:

Start constructing descriptive and more complex sentences

Adjectives

Reflective verbs

Places vocabulary

Weeks 11 and 12: Purpose:

Add more complex descriptions to your sentences with adverbs

Wrap up vocabulary essentials

Adverbs

Parts of the body and medical vocabulary

Tips for Learning a Foreign Language:

Learning Vocabulary:

What vocabulary should I be learning?

There are hundreds of thousands of words in every language, and the large majority of them won’t be immediately relevant to you when you’re starting out.Typically, the most frequent 3000 words make up 90% of the language that a native speaker uses on any given day. Instead try to learn the most useful words in a language, and then expand outwards from there according to your needs and interests.

Choose the words you want/need to learn.

Relate them to what you already know.

Review them until they’ve reached your long-term memory.

Record them so learning is never lost.

Use them in meaningful human conversation and communication.

How should I record the vocabulary?

Learners need to see and/or hear a new word of phrase 6 to 17 times before they really know a piece of vocabulary.

Keep a careful record of new vocabulary.

Record the vocabulary in a way that is helpful to you and will ensure that you will practice the vocabulary, e.g. flashcards.

Vocabulary should be organised so that words are easier to find, e.g. alphabetically or according to topic.

Ideally when noting vocabulary you should write down not only the meaning, but the grammatical class, and example in a sentence, and where needed information about structure.

How should I practice using the vocabulary?

Look, Say, Cover, Write and Check - Use this method for learning and remembering vocabulary. This method is really good for learning spellings.

Make flashcards. Write the vocabulary on the front with the definition and examples on the back.

Draw mind maps or make visual representations of the new vocabulary groups.

Stick labels or post it notes on corresponding objects, e.g when learning kitchen vocabulary you could label items in your house.

How often should I be practising vocabulary?

A valuable technique is ‘the principle of expanding rehearsal’. This means reviewing vocabulary shortly after first learning them then at increasingly longer intervals.

Ideally, words should be reviewed:

5-10 minutes later

24 hours later

One week later

1-2 months later

6 months later

Knowing a vocabulary item well enough to use it productively means knowing:

Its written and spoken forms (spelling and pronunciation).

Its grammatical category and other grammatical information

Related words and word families, e.g. adjective, adverb, verb, noun.

Common collocations (Words that often come before or after it).

Receptive Skills: Listening and Reading

Reading is probably one of the most effective ways of building vocabulary knowledge.

Listening is also important because it occupies a big chunk of the time we spend communicating.

Tips for reading in a foreign language:

Start basic and small.  Children’s books are great practice for beginners. Don’t try to dive into a novel or newspaper too early, since it can be discouraging and time consuming if you have to look up every other word.

Read things you’ve already read in your native language. The fact that you at least know the gist of the story will help you to pick up context clues, learn new vocabulary and grammatical constructions.

Read books with their accompanying audio books. Reading a book while listening to the accompanying audio will improve your “ear training”. It will also help you to learn the pronunciation of words.

Tips for listening in a foreign language:

Watch films in your target language.

Read a book while also listening along to the audio book version.

Listen to the radio in your target language.

Watch videos online in your target language.

Activities to do to show that you’ve understood what you’ve been listening to:

Try drawing a picture of what was said.

Ask yourself some questions about it and try to answer them.

Provide a summary of what was said.

Suggest what might come next in the “story.”

Translate what was said into another language.

“Talk back” to the speaker to engage in imaginary conversation.

Productive Skills: Speaking and Writing

Tips for speaking in a foreign language:

If you can, try to speak the language every day either out loud to yourself or chat to another native speaker whether it is a colleague, a friend, a tutor or a language exchange partner. 

Write a list of topics and think about what you could say about each one. First you could write out your thoughts and then read them out loud. Look up the words you don’t know. You could also come up with questions at the end to ask someone else.

A really good way to improve your own speaking is to listen to how native speakers talk and imitate their accent, their rhythm of speech and tone of voice. Watch how their lips move and pay attention to the stressed sounds. You could watch interviews on YouTube or online news websites and pause every so often to copy what you have just heard. You could even sing along to songs sung in the target language.

Walk around the house and describe what you say. Say what you like or dislike about the room or the furniture or the decor. Talk about what you want to change.This gets you to practise every day vocabulary.

Tips for writing in a foreign language:

Practice writing in your target language. Keep it simple to start with. Beginner vocabulary and grammar concepts are generally very descriptive and concrete.

Practice writing by hand. Here are some things you can write out by hand:

Diary entries

Shopping lists

Reminders

What could I write about?

Write about your day, an interesting event, how you're feeling, or what you're thinking.

Make up a conversation between two people. 

Write a letter to a friend, yourself, or a celebrity. You don't need to send it; just writing it will be helpful.

Translate a text you've written in your native language into your foreign language.

Write a review or a book you've recently read or a film you've recently watched.

Write Facebook statuses, Tweets or Tumblr posts (whether you post them or not will be up to you).

Write a short story or poem.

Writing is one of the hardest things to do well as a non-native speaker of a language, because there’s no room to hide. 

There are lots of ways to improve your writing ability, but they can be essentially boiled down to three key components:

Read a lot

Write a lot

Get your writing corrected

[cacklingblobbittyrabbitty]

super super unhinged rainbow magic post 9 of 12

If you thought the creation of an entire backstory for Bethany the Ballet Fairy was extreme please brace yourself further it’s gonna get EVEN BETTER

SPORTS FAIRIES

Helena

She do be riding horses doe - she’s doing the dressage babey and she’s a successful medal winner!

This is top quality shit man

Favourite part: sparkly boots!!!

Least favourite part: kill me the necklaces are back

Cute hairnet tho we love some safety!

Francesca

First braids! Whoop whoop! However some of the beads are not attached to her braids lmao

I want the hair to be a darker brown colour as well tbh

Necklace ew murder murder death death death

Shoes don’t match her outfit and it HURTS

Apart from that the outfit is basic but cute (crop makes it cute)

Pulls off the knee-high footie socks surprisingly well

HEADCANONS:

Dynamic attacker (not defender thank you very much), she kisses her girlfriend on the field, and she plays for brazil

Zoe

YESSSSSSS THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL DYNAMIC

Why is her left skate so fat has she broken + taped her ankle? This is canon now that she has, bitch has broken EVERY bone possible

The fingerless gloves are INCREDIBLE

I’m glad about the lack of elbow guards because they would reduce the pointiness of her elbows which are the single most effective murder weapon in fairyland

I love the stars! It’s so 80s and cheesy and I love them!

Why is her necklace a roller skate wheel though (rolls eyes)

Dyed hair?? A queen

A great red

She dyed it to match her skates!

COMMITTED TO HER SPORT also she has a trophy wall plus she roller-derby-murders women in her spare time and she’s happy about it

HEADCANONS:

Naomi - there is no netball in the united states (there is no war in ba sing se)

Can’t believe that this girl has bunches, ribbons AND a headband!!! It’s overkill imo

The necklace is a decent size but AS PER FUCKIN USUAL would be better if not there

Trainers are cute

It’s a netball outfit! At least it’s cuter than my high school netball outfits, but that’s because it’s a middle-class-ass netball outfit but I do like the peppiness

Strong use of colour! Thumbs up!

Trans girl that secretly wants to be a horse girl (gasp but like fair enough horses are objectively cooler than netball, even though she plays for the school team)

Hey you definitely Do Not Remember Bethany the Ballet Fairy’s chin shape but Naomi has the same one which means SHE IS BETHANY’S LITTLE SISTER

HEADCANONS:

Samantha (swimming)

The grey streaks are perplexing cos surely she’s not Old but honestly she is kinda rocking it, I love the hair but you Know it’s full of salt at all times

The use of goggles as a headband is decently cute!

Why does it have to be a two-piece if it’s going to cover the same amount of torso as a one-piece? I guess it makes going to the loo easy tho tbf

Very 2000s design omg

Fucking skirt could be cute but you can tell it feels so horribly artifical

Anklet is cute!

Barefoot QUEEN in tune with nature

Mum friend - she is the sunscreen queen, she has an straw beach bag entirely full of snacks, and she is so nice and chill   

She is not a professional swimmer AT ALL, she just goes to the swimming pool at the resort every year

Possibly the only straight fairy (experimented once with a girl but mainly likes men)

She knows breaststroke and doggy paddle and she thinks doggy paddle is a stroke

Everyone else is super fucking stressed out at the pool doing like actual lengths and exercise and Samantha is like do you want to come and do backflips with me in the deep end?

HEADCANONS:

Alice

The swirls are so cute! She definitely embroidered them herself

I want it to be a dress with a slightly higher waistline instead of a top with an overly long torso

Great job on a matching tennis racket that goes with your accessories - she painted it, DIY queen

Hair is BEAUTIFUL

Shoes are from the year 3000 omg so modernnnnn

The lil visor thing! Adorable! SO iconic

Alice is Naomi’s twin sister and Bethany’s younger sister, and she’s a massive girly girl. She’s the youngest child in the family, there’s not much pressure on her so she’s a chill kid. She’s cis and she’s a massive ally. Alice is absolutely the most likely out of everyone to go to the swimming pool with Samantha - Bethany never comes with her but 50% of the time Alice can get Naomi to come and hang out at the pool

Gemma

RHYTHMIC GYMNASTICS REPRESENTATION BABEY with the HOOPS and the RIBBON hell YEAH she definitely competes internationally

Outfit is bloody beautiful and it MATCHES HER HOOP

The yellow leggings are stupid but I like them

Her hair is in competition mode rn it is a good SOLID bun - the ribbon is for aesthetic only

Colour scheme showing support for Ukraine

Necklace is NOT gymnastics worthy full stop

[eminsunnytoons123]

Class of 3000: back to the SING!

Bullfrog, Sunny's mentor, they call him that for a reason! 💜

Ever since I have decided to create my OWN reboot and my OWN redesigns of the characters and even gave it some attention to the original show and even kinda to the reboot, so heres now Bullfrog =^_^=

And this is even a treat for all my loved ones in my tumblr family: @0lemonadefox0 @kxllboii @cheezekennith @aquamarine-dream-queen @dayzsac224 @oscarandgrinchfan @moshywoosh @ilovescaredysquirrel2 @nuggetaubrey @sharkyy599 @nightkit92 @familyoffood @animatronicdoozer @thelazzyblogzz @sugar-miss1 @shrimpathizer @shypeachrunaway @iggyguyy @sayuri-does-skits @typical-sophie @peaceforpeople @ben5569 @oxxjustfrankieandmikuloverxxo @ducktopia90264 @artismeyou-12 @blackstar044 @acen402 @ask-diego-r-theartist2009 @nia1sworld @rumplestiltsbear @s4gefr0g @beeware-of-lulu @leafith @bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing @muppet-fan-frr @thegroovyskull @blo0st4r @vickymcsworld @fancytigercupcake @classywinnerpeace @dackychansworldofhoshino @itzbluecl0udd @moonlightrosebud2000 that always love me and support my work and bring me lots of Joy and happiness, and I'll always love them all and support their works and even bring them lots of Joy and happiness back =^.^= ❤️

So anyways, I didnt gave Bullfrog that much details, but I did gave some details on his outfit, and gave him some wrinkles to really represent his oldness, and ofcourse, I again gave him his rough-looking appearance =^_^= ❤️💜

Note: Bullfrog actually may be Sunny's father in the reboot due to the fact I headcanon him to act like a father figure to Sunny ^////^

Note: I'll draw Dr Nefario and Petunia Squattinchowder next digitally ^///^

I hope y'all will like this =^//////^= 💜❤️🐸

[eponymous-rose]

I wrote a bunch of campaign 1 Critical Role fics back in 2016/17, and I guess I’m hoping to write more soon (????), so here’s the list as it stands, mostly for my own reference, organized by approximate latest episode of spoilers. Heavy on the gen/action/found-family stuff because that’s how I do.

Set Pre-Series (no spoilers)

Thieves’ Tools  [Vex, Vax | T | 7700 words]

Shortly after finding the ruins of their hometown, Vex hires herself and her brother for a bit of thievery.

Ragged Chorus  [Pike, ensemble | T | 2800 words]

Early in their adventures, Vox Machina clashes over a disastrous encounter, and Pike finds herself stepping in.

Safety  [Percy, ensemble | T | 6400 words]  

Glimpses into Vox Machina’s early impressions of their gunslinger.

Somatic [Allura/Kima | T | 2500 words]

Shortly after their first meeting, Allura can’t seem to shake this stubborn, abrasive paladin who seems determined to protect her.

What Seas What Shores [Pike | T | 2600 words]

Pike, aboard Broken Howl.

Non-Canon, Set Pre-Series (no spoilers)

Detour [ensemble | T | 1000 words]

What changes. What doesn’t. Glimpses into the world where Vox Machina swaps classes.

Spoilers Through Episode 38 (Echoes of the Past)

Everything (Anything) True [Scanlan | T | 3200 words]

Scanlan’s a master of deception. Turns out reality is a moving target when the words you sing keep changing it.

Spoilers Through Episode 45 (Those Who Walk Away…)

One Compass Guides [Pike/Vex | T | 1000 words]

Pike knows there’s a conversation she and Vex still need to have. She’s not really sure what to say or how to say it, but she’ll be there, and she figures that’ll have to do for now.

Spoilers Through Episode 50 (Best-Laid Plans)

Acts of Kindness  [Percy, Grog | T | 1200 words]

Grog corners Percy in his workshop to confront him about a certain sword.

Spoilers Through Episode 52 (The Kill Box)

Fear of Falling  [Vex, ensemble | T | 4300 words]

Vex’s brushes with death, interspersed with quieter missing scenes.

Spoilers Through Episode 58 (A Cycle of Vengeance)

One Chance  [Cassandra, Vex | T | 1300 words]

The worst thing about family is that sometimes it’s not complicated. Sometimes it’s very, very simple.

Non-Canon, Spoilers Through Episode 58 (A Cycle of Vengeance)

Parallel [Pike, ensemble | T | 3500 words]

Faith, death, and life: these are the conversations Pike never had, and the universe that could’ve grown up around them.

Spoilers Through Episode 63 (The Echo Tree)

Hand over Fist  [Vex, ensemble | T | 6800 words]

Four times, four seasons, when Vex kept watch over her family.

Spoilers Through Episode 64 (The Frigid Doom)

Better Angels [Percy, ensemble | T | 2700 words]

Vox Machina mourns their first devastating loss and finds they each have a private war to win. Some of them are willing to pay more for that victory than others.

Spoilers Through Episode 69 (Passed Through Fire)

The Unconstant Dead [Percy, Cassandra, Pike, Vex | T | 1300 words]

In the wake of his own brush with mortality, Percy is visited by three ghosts.

Spoilers Through Episode 85 (A Bard’s Lament)

Shelter [Keyleth/Vex | T | 1300 words]

Keyleth chases down Vex in the immediate aftermath.

Spoilers Through Episode 88 (Tangled Depths)

Faint Distances [Vax, ensemble | T | 4400 words]

In the cold and the night and the storm, a half-elf walks into a bar. Vax remembers.

Spoilers Through Episode 102 (Race to the Tower)

Foresight [Vax, Vex, ensemble | T | 3000 words]

In his memory, Vax is forever locked in a moment (in a moment in a moment)

Spoilers Through Episode 115 (The Chapter Closes)

Cold Comfort [Velora, Vex, Percy | T | 3100 words]

Two years later, Velora returns to Whitestone for several long-overdue conversations.

[wtylas]

random things that i would have happen if the ya were given a tv show (like an actual tv show no “limited” bullshit we need more than 6 episodes we need more than 20 episodes) (with the lineup of nate, eli, teddy, billy, kate, cassie, and tommy) (and they are teens in high school)

- running gag of nate getting into mild inconveniences and going “eli???? eli i think im going through my villain origin story ELI COME BACK”

- tommy and billy meet except they instantly begin acting like siblings by going “yo youre ugly as FUCK.”

- eli and kate are dating except they date AGGRESSIVELY, one of their dates is going to walmart, each person having a $200 dollar no-tax-included limit and having 30 minutes to compile the bestest gifts for each other, which is just two teenagers running around the store with carts and screaming “oh they would fucking LOVE this” to anyone who would listen

- teddy teaches billy how to fly even though their flying powers are different, which starts as them floating in the air, then they try spinning and dancing and it gets all cute, and then they PUMMEL to the ground to see who lands first (and safer awbviously)

- nate keeps staring at random objects and tries to tinker with them to make them the way they were in 3000 (hint it doesnt go well cuz we havent invented shit)

- sam (falcon) takes eli along one day and they meet with some EEEEEEVIL person who taunts, “ah, without your little buddy (referring to bucky) today? ohhhh this��ll be a piece of cakeee” and sam goes “Acktually, i have a NEW little buddy!” and eli appears from behind sam’s outstretched wings, face only visible from the eyes up, and puts on a Menacing Face

- tommy tells everyone that he kinda sorta doesnt actually have super speed (”then why did you call yourself speed” “YOU guys called me speed EYE never said anything”) and actually just manipulates time for his surroundings, which makes it seem like he’s fast to everyone else but he actually just walks everywhere. he can also manipulate objects to make them revert back in time, go forward in time, and if he does it wrong on purpose they explode so wow he actually gets an explanation for that

- cassie constantly saving cats from trees by growing larger so she can just pluck em out of the trees

- kate learns how to use a MOTORCYCLE

- tommy begins wondering what his sexuality is and obviously the Gay Team(tm) starts singing a song like a musical to go through nearly every sexuality ever at all to figure out what it is, until eli interrupts and changes the key of the song and tells em that tommy doesn’t need to figure out what label to use within a 3 minute song. he gives tommy a DIY pride shirt (it’s a white shirt with an empty rectangle on it) and tells him he can fill it out whenever he needs to

- that becomes a running gag of him showing up with different flags every time, and sometimes you see him using his powers to reset it and just wear it with the empty rectangle. which is a good thing because marvel has a huge platform so this tells the youths that its okay to experiment with labels 

- teddy shapeshifts into a literal teddy bear and the team carries him around to all his classes telling teachers that the bear is taking teddy’s place. the teachers dont give a shit until one of them places a test in front of the bear and teddy gets confused on whether or not to take it because it’ll reveal that he’s a Shape Shifter. he does, and the teacher literally doesn’t bat an eye. problem solved

- billy figures out that he has the power to alter reality and absolutely does use it at all possible opportunities for convenience. chips stuck in vending machine? not anymore! dont have enough change? not anymore! you’re on the verge of a grade and don’t want to talk to your teacher about it? grade bumped up mysteriously! super convenient

- maybe they go through an episode of people at school using this to their advantage and the team convinces billy that the people can’t make him do what they want him to, and billy starts working on his people pleaser attitude. they also simply reset the entire school’s memories so that his identity remains secret

- what happens to ms altman happens and teddy says he’s fine but the day after he dissolves into grief. in the form of a song. the team had all shown up with gifts like cake and flowers and a few movie dvd’s because they wanted to cheer him up, but instead they stay outside his door hyping him up and providing adlibs cuz damn this guy sings loud + it would be awkward to interrupt at that point. teddy never notices

- before kate and eli get together, tommy and kate try dating for like half an episode (a few hours real time) and tommy tells her that he’s just uncomfortable with being in the relationship and kate tells him its fine. this isn’t treated in-show as tommy learning he doesn’t like women either, it’s just used to tell the audience that it’s okay to break off relationships if and when someone isn’t okay with it. kate also realizes that she has a pretty long list of ppl she’s dated and that she never really put much into them. she decides to work on actually putting her all into the next relationship she has. next relationship is eli and it works out amazers! that being said the rest of this episode is spent with them going back to being the platonic duo of the century

- cassie realizes that she has nothing on her college resume that proves she’s a leader and decides to pull the 200 iq move of making a young avengers fanclub. this works a little too well and people almost find out who everyone is, alongside the members experiencing a bit too many civilians recording their fights, social media pulls the classic fan move of shipping random members together and it gets real Uncomfy. cassie comes clean and the team as a whole tells the public it’s not okay to treat them like that. problem solved once again

- it’s revealed that nate is kang and that nate only knew about this because in 3000 he opened the timeline himself and saw a bunch of versions of himself (like the kang from loki tells) but then it all goes to shit and one of the kangs decides to begin pruning all the other timelines because it’s the only way to make things go back 2 normal. horrified, nate comes to the present day, but over time he starts thinking and actually begins agreeing with that kang..... that’s how he actually decides that being the next kang is fine with him. after, of course, he murders that kang himself lol

- billy and teddy have a “to be a princess” moment when teddy comes to terms with being kree-skrull royalty

- teddy also goes through some Appearance Decisions as a normal teenager with the capacity to shapeshift for experimentation. how well this goes is up to you

- the thing about eli and the hormone stuff is revealed but the team actually works with him to work past it. before he gets the blood transfusion the whole team spends time to slowly, and at a healthy rate, work out to get eli at a similar amount of strength. just a bunch of superhero teens doing pushups together having fun

- billy does the “send everyone into a coma” thing but instead of the avengers taking him away, he locks himself in his room and breaks down. the team obviously appears outside his window and they try to have a conversation with handmade signs and billy writing things in the sky with magic. goes something like “PLEASE COME OUT” “IM GAY” “YOU KNOW WHAT WE MEANT” “GO AWAY” “WE WILL SEND TOMMY IF WE MUST” “I DONT CARE” “TWO LATE” camera pans to billy looking behind him, tommy indeed being right behind him, and he drags billy out. the team reassures billy that whatever he did is fine and was a genuine mistake as long as he puts the effort into learning how to avoid this in the future. to make him feel better, the team has a fun night of superheroing where they do no saving and just run on rooftops, fly, look at the stars, buy ice cream, dance in parking lots, and act like actual teenagers. Man

as you can see i should be hired for marvel /s

[1-800-roflmao]

Chaos Playlist

Cause why not and I haven't made him one yet.

General Theme song. Self explanatory.

I can do BOTH~

You can't tell me you can't see him singing this either around his house or in a club, dancing with every person he can, and just having fun. It's bouncy and flirty like him.

Once again, just something that fits his personality and just him. The beat, the feel, the words.

I associate Chaos with most Bruno Mars songs. Charlie Puth is another one I associate with him.

You can bet he and his kids be jamming at home.

When he's in love. He'd sing this, too, serenade your ass.

Heaven has already granted me my wish // Still I never thought it would be as pleasant as this // Though you have no wings like the angels up above // You have a heavenly smile and also the gift of love // I promise to love you in everything I do // And know that you love me to

About his kids. Just this whole thing. He's definitely that lovesick father type, but tries to be chill about it.

Isn't she lovely? // Isn't she wonderful // Isn't she precious? // Less than one minute old // I never thought through love we'd be // Making one as lovely as she // But isn't she lovely made from love?

Back when he was part of the royal courts of the underworld.

Everybody in this party feels so fake // I really wish that I could say it to your face

I just wanna be happy // But if I keep on doing the things // That keep on bringing me pain // There's no one else I can blame // If I'm not happy // Wasted time but now I can see // The biggest enemy is me

(Don't you wanna be happy?)

But if I keep on giving my heart // For people to tear apart // The healing will never start

(Will I ever be happy?) Yeah

It's so easy to complain // Addicted to the pain

(Do you wanna be happy?) YES

Took a long time but I'm ready. Thank you.

Echoes knocking on locked doors // All the laughter from before // I'd rather live out on the street // Than in this haunted memory

This used to be a fun house // But now it's full of evil clowns // It's time to start the countdown // I'm gonna burn it down down down

Friendly reminder this demon formed a contract with a World Eater and fucked razed the underworld's royalty and upper tiers, and fed his ex to said World Eater.

Each night I go to bed // I pray the Lord my soul to keep // No, I ain't lookin' for forgiveness // But before I'm six foot deep

Lord, I got to ask a favor // And I'll hope you'll understand // 'Cause I've lived life to the fullest

Let this boy die like a man // Starin' down the bullet

Let me make my final stand

And the Lord listened.

[doctormead]

Last night on Mystery REM Theater 3000...

I dreamed that I and a friend had time traveled back to WWI.  We disguised ourselves as nurses and were on a military train to the front when I overheard there was a young lieutenant on board by the name of Tolkien.  I, of course, was having to smother my fan-gasm, but, when I was alone, I found myself softly singing "A Elbereth, Gilthoniel" (the song in FOTR extended cut where the elves are going by Frodo and Sam's camp).

I thought I was alone.  Turns out I wasn't.  Next thing I know, someone has grabbed me by the elbow and is whispering harshly into my ear "How the hell do you know my language?"  Yep, JRRT had overheard me and was baffled as to how his conlang he had only shared with family and very intimate friends was being sung by this strange nurse he had never seen before.  I hastily pull him to the side and try to explain that 1) I'm a time traveler and 2) in 100 years, not only does your Sindarin and Quenya survive, but they are actively studied and people take classes to learn to speak them and 3) there's a lot of people who really wish he had written more about Khuzdul (the Dwarvish language).  

We were then interrupted because the train was crossing over a bridge over an inlet of the sea and a huge seal somehow jumped into the car (how, I don't know.  Dream Physics).  The seal then wriggled out of her skin to reveal a naked woman.  A nearby soldier grabbed the skin and tried to cover the woman with it, but the selkie angrily threw it off because she didn't WANT to be a seal right now, thank you.  And chaos ensued.

[bakugou-tm]

fate’s design; bakugou

Okay so this was one of the few ideas I had going on but this one I had after I heard about the live action Tangled being made (literally wanted to be cast for that so bad). But anyways the reader has a healing quirk from her hair just like Rapunzel’s when she sings the song, and you can find out the rest as you read ;)

word count: 3000+

warnings: kidnapping, mad angst but a happy ending :-)

Emotion was a long lost friend of yours.

When you were younger, your life was filled with emotion.

The joy you felt when your family came over for summer cookouts and you got to play in the pool with your cousins while the sweet smell of meat burned on the grill. The sadness you felt when you had to reveal to your parents that you flunked your first math test. The anger you felt when your father ate the last cookie you had made with your mother that weekend, though it was quickly resolved when he returned to the store with a fresh batch.

All of these emotions, no matter good nor bad, you were at bay with. Content with even. Because at that time it was just so nice to.. feel something. Anything.

How you wished you could feel again, have a family again, a life.

That was all ripped from your grasp when you felt your very last emotion: pain.

The day was just like any other, you were walking home from school on sixth year in primary school. Your classes were beginning to grow harder, but thanks to your helpful friends and wise parents you had no troubles. After all, you and your peers were preparing for high school.

You remembered how excited you were for high school. Getting to meet new friends, join new clubs, play new sports. Perhaps you watched too many cliché high school movies, or maybe you had been too naive.

Probably the ladder.

You took the same path you always took, crossing through pretty neighborhoods with large historic trees and cracked sidewalks that brought back memories to your youthful days.

Just as you turned the corner you felt that feeling of comfort in your chest upon seeing the rustic color of your home, the smell cherry blossom tree overwhelming your senses as it did every afternoon.

You allowed the faint breeze to flow through your long soft locks, the occasional blossom falling far from the tree and into your hair.

You would always think... silly flower, you don’t belong in my hair. You belong in the tree with your family.

Walking peacefully down the street you made sure to skip over each crack, the knacking fear of the old children’s tale still in the back of your head.

To you it was just like any other weekday, the same old routine, same old walk, same old emotions.

But that day was far from normal, it was the last day you had the luxury of feeling.

You remembered the way a shiver ran up your spine when you felt someone entwining their fingers in your long locks. You remembered the way your parents ran outside at the sound of your shrill screams. You remembered being held back as you were dragged into a rundown van, your poor excuse of trying to escape proving to be useless. You remember having to watch your parents get engulfed in flames, their screams of agony filling your ears which over-rid the sound of tape being slapped across your mouth and body.

But the one thing that really swam in your mind like poison was the torn blossom that laid much to peacefully on the palm of your hand as tears of pure fear danced down your cheeks.

Silly flower, you don’t belong here.

Things have never been the same since that day. Sometimes you tried to think back on that day, those memories, just to try feel something again. But it never worked, nothing worked.

You followed the same routine everyday. Wake up, eat whatever scraps you could get, sit in the corner silently with no thought in mind, wait for one of the injured villains to come in, sing your song, heal them, hope they didn’t ask for much more from you, sleep, repeat.

You used to hate it so much, helping the people that took your life away against your will. Knowing you were the power of the sick people that ruined other people’s lives everyday. But at this point, you didn’t even know what it felt like to hate.

All you knew how to do was sing that sickening song and sleep. Nothing sounded the same anymore, nothing felt the same, nothing tasted the same. The bottom line was, nothing was the same.

And for six years that was your mindset, nothing would ever be the same. This would be your life til the day you die. That is, if you were lucky enough to see death’s doors.

But one day that mindset changed, your life changed forever. Thanks to the boy with crimson eyes.

-

You sat in the corner of your room, your bottom growing numb against the hardwood floors but you couldn’t care less.

Admittedly your room had gotten some upgrades since you first arrived here. From 11 to 18 you had finally been able to see a bed again, but it mattered not. The bed felt the same as the floor at this point.

Your (e/c) orbs were glued to the floor, your eyelids forcing themselves open pitifully as you traced the outlines of the hardwood as you did everyday.

With your room being below ground, probably in the middle of some rundown city, you weren’t able to hear much of what was going on in the outside world. Sometimes you would imagine what was happening, what holidays were going on and what families were spending time together.

It probably felt nice.

When a loud bang arose from upstairs, your eyes merely flicked to the door with uninterested. Probably one of the villains getting in a fight. Their hideout was in a rundown bar of sorts, this leading to the buffoons always being a drunk mess.

All you could do was hope that they would be sober enough when they had their daily visit with you.

The banging only proceded to get louder, shouts filling the air but you simply ignored it. Letting your head lower to the ground again as your (h/c) locks showered along your face.

Through everything you’ve been through, one thing that never changed was your hair. No matter how much you tugged and pulled at it, wishing it would fall out and end this misery you called a life: it remained.

Soft and gentle as ever, the strands never bothering to move out of place as the cascaded down your smooth shoulders.

It made you absolutely sick.

As the banging grew closer to your door you swore you almost felt a bit of curiosity fill your mind. But who were you kidding, you knew it was only your mind playing tricks on you.

Even as new voices filled the air and quirks seem to go off every which way, you failed to believe it was anything of your concern. You had been tricked long enough, you wouldn’t dare fall for hope again.

Curling your scratched up knees to your chin you let more of your hair cascade around your face, hoping to drown out the sounds and maybe even fall asleep.

The vibrations along the walls were surprisingly lulling to you, your head leaning against the cold concrete as you let your (e/c) irises see the last of this damp room for today. 

But apparently your luck was runnign short today. Just before you could doze off into what freedom you had, the door slammed open.

Your eyes blinked open slowly, your (e/c) orbs peaking up to see which villain you had to heal today, only to see a figure you didn’t recognize.

He was dressed in a uniform, perhaps a villain you’ve never met? But he had no serious injuries, what else could he be here for?

One thing that stuck out to you was the slight confusion and horror that was washed over his expression as he looked you up and down.

If you had any bit of feeling left in your body you would almost be intimidated by the handsome man, his crimson iris’ slicing through you as his lips formed into a snarl showing off his near perfect teeth.

“You’re the flower they’ve been talking about?”

The sound of the word flower made you grimace, the word making you sick to the stomach as a quick flashback of the broken blossom in your hand so many years ago came to mind.

When arriving this the dungeon you now called home, the villains took note of the many blossoms in your hair from your tree at home, deciding to give you the nickname “flower”.

The word you once loved now made you sick.

Your flinching didn’t go un-noticed by the man before you, his eyes narrowing into mere slits as he clenched his fists.

“Sick bastards.”

Before you knew it he was walking over to you, extending out a palm to you awaiting you to take it.

He stood there, his eyes glancing back at the door to make sure no other shitty villain was coming before he glanced back at you only to see your body shoved even further into the corner.

His eyebrow rose in confusion as he shook his hand in an annoyed manor. What the hell were you doing?

“I’ve already done my job for today, please let me rest until tomorrow.” You spoke with quivering lips, only leading the ash blond to click his tongue.

“I’m not here to use you I’m here to get you the hell out of here, I’m a damn hero.”

In that moment you had never felt so overwhelmed in your life. So confused and unsure what to do. Hero? There was such a thing? How could this be real? You were sure your doomed life had been planned out, what was going on? Could life not let you chip away in peace?

The so called “hero” before you was growing impatient. He quickly crouched down on his toes, letting his arms lay across his knees as he looked at you with stern eyes, mumbling something about this being shitty Deku’s job.

“Listen I’m a fucking pro-hero okay? We’ve been chasing this case for months, hearing that the League of Villains had a secret weapon called their “Flower” that’s been the source of all their success these past few years,” The man explained with a sigh as he grit his teeth, “We expected you to be an actual flower, not a damn human, but it turns out these assholes are more disturbing than we expected.”

Your eyes felt glazed over as he offered his hand out once more.

“Now I need you to fucking trust me so I can get you out of here got it?”

For once in these past long years... you felt something. You felt the warm salty water dance across your cheek. You felt the rough rubber of this man’s glove as your slender fingers slid across his own. You felt... damn you say it.. hope.

Swallowing what saliva you had formulated in your mouth, you gave a quick nod before completely taking his hand and allowing him to lift you up from the floor.

One moment you were in the room you had lived in for six years, now you were running down the hallway. Nothing was in your way, it felt so surreal.

This had to be happening for a reason, maybe this was a test. Were they going to kill you if you betrayed them? Who were you kidding, killing you would be the easy way out. They needed you.

When the sight of stairs came into sight your eyes widened, you remembered those from your first day here. Upstairs, outside those doors was the real world.

For a quick second you almost felt like smiling, like screaming from pure joy. But you should’ve known what that would lead to. As a bullet sunk through the chest of the hero before you a scream did end up releasing from your chest.

But not from pure joy.

The hero sunk to his knees, his free gloved hand grasping his now bloodied chest before falling to the ground.

“Now now look what you’ve done flower, you know we have strict rules to keep you safe here.” The villain spoke before you, his gun flicking around his finger as if it were a toy as he began to walk towards you.

So the universe was still playing tricks on you, it wanted to make sure that you knew life still could be worse. And it was, it just kept getting worse and worse.

At least before you didn’t have to see the lifeless bodies that you had caused, but now as you saw the hero before you losing any sign of life in his crimson orbs you felt as if your body was being torn up from the inside. Just like when you saw your parents.

“Come on now flower, let’s get you back to your roo-”

A loud explosion from upstairs was heard causing you and the villain to stumble to your feet. Glancing up you noticed that heavy amounts of dust and ash from the cement walls were clouded around the villain before you.

In that moment you saw two choices. Two choices that life had bestowed upon you. You could either wait for those five seconds and allow the villain to take you back to that prisoned hole.

Or you could safe this hero and possibly have another chance at life. But why would you even try. Had you not learned after six years that life was not in your favor? What was even the point?

As your (e/c) eyes flicked down to the lifeless hero you wanted so badly just to lay beside him and give up, accept the cursed fate stowed upon you.

But as you looked into his crimson eyes, the only thing you could see were the eye’s of your parents. The lifeless look across their expressions as they screamed in pain from the intense flames engulfing them.

Back then you were too weak to do anything about it. You had to watch that happen and allow your life to become what it was. You... You couldn’t do that again.

No.

Gritting your teeth you dragged the hero through one of the now broken down doors, hastily wrapping your locks of hair around his chest as he coughed most likely from pain, holding at his wound.

You narrowed your eyes intensely and focused on making sure you hair wrapped around every inch of his wound.

The ash blond hero narrowed his own eyes up to you weakly, fighting to speak as he watched you maneuver around his corpse.

“W..What the hell are y..you doing?” The hero rasped, his hand trying to grasp around your wrist in an attempt to stop you, “Get the fuck out of here, save... save yourself!”

You simply ignored his pleads, tightening your locks of hair before inhaling deeply.

“Flower, gleam and glow, let your power shine..” You spoke softly, your eyes closing in focus as the hero before you gave you a crazed expression, “Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine.”

Initially the hero was disturbed by your soft singing, wondering if this was some sort of song of lost hope. How could you accept your fate like this? He couldn’t seem to plug anything together until he noticed your roots of your long (h/c) locks glow a bright golden color, the bright effect slowly cascading down your locks like a waterfall.

“Heal what has been hurt, change the fates’ design,” You sang peacefully, channeling your quirk’s energy to the man’s injury, “Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine...”

Upon those words of the song your gentle (e/c) eyes opened slowly to glance down to the hero beneath you, his eyes growing wider as a mix of shock from your quirk’s magic and his sudden energy being brought back to him.

“What once was mine.”

The ash blond failed to notice his steady breathing once again, rather focusing on your hair’s golden shine fading away as your locks began to loosen from around his chest. His eyes followed down to his once bloody chest to now see the hole from the wound completely gone.

Suddenly it all made sense.

You were their healing flower, the source of their power. None of the members of the League of Villains were being taken down because they had unlimited lives. That’s why they had no fear running into battles, they knew they had no risk. Because they had you.

The young hero wasn’t sure if it was from the purely radiant song you sang, or maybe it was the action that had become of the song, or maybe now he was realizing just how truly beautiful you were inside and out. As if he had known you for years. But there was one thing he knew for sure.

Sitting up from his laid down position, the hero gently held both of your palms into his own as he gave you a gentle yet stern look.

“Flower, I will protect you at all costs, from this day on. You will never see the likes of these sick bastards again. We’re going to survive this and I’m going to be your damn hero.”

What was that feeling? The overwhelmingly warm surge through your chest. It felt as if he you had been stabbed in the heart, but it wasn’t pain you were feeling at all. In fact the warmth was spreading through your entire body, as if something inside you had been reawakened.

Part of you wanted to feel concerned about it but you just couldn’t with the other thought swarming in your head.

The hero just called you by the name you swore you would hate for the rest of your life, and yet you felt nothing but trust in the man. The word you swore would always make you feel sick... made you feel hope. 

And for once in six years you allowed the corners of your lips to rise as you took his hand and spoke the first words of your new life with this crimson eyed man.

“I trust you hero.”

[twisted-tales-of-all]

The Inspiration You Needed

Idol!Kim Hongjoong x (Gender-Ambiguous) Fanfiction-Author!Reader

Summary: When you experience writer’s block on a piece about your boyfriend, he decides to take the day to help inspire you.

Word Count: ~2.2K

Warnings: So much fluff

"Do you like it?"

You lift your head from your current project to see your boyfriend with his stylist behind him, both sporting nervous looks of anticipation. You find his new hair color - white to violet ombre - absolutely adorable, but know that they want a more "sophisticated" answer. He brought you here for critiques, not to swoon.

"I like the idea. It looks good, but what about full lavender hair with violet underneath? I think it'll look better for your softer concept."

The hairstylist looks over the ombre hair again, mentally envisioning the look you suggested. Ultimately deciding that, since the test colors can wash out with water, she would try it. She drags your boyfriend back to the other room, so you turn back to your work.

Although only a hobby, you love to write and seem to more effort into it than you do at your day job. It does bring in money, but nowhere near enough to quit your boring secretary job. You never expected to garner any attention when you started your fanfiction blog, but you quickly gained a following. After only two years, your blog accumulated nearly 3000 followers. You receive plenty of requests, one of which you were currently trying - and failing - to progress on.

See, none of your followers know that your closest friends and your boyfriend all happen to be idols, so requests stump you when they include people you know, especially when you can't imagine the scenarios happening at all. For this request, you needed to write about how Hongjoong would help his significant other with work-related stress. While your boyfriend has helped you relieve stress plenty of times before, the real Hongjoong serves as a bad example for a good fanfiction. The real Hongjoong sits silently in the room unless you ask him for something, knowing how you enjoy your space. You certainly don't believe that idea would work for your readers, most of whom probably expect sweet Hongjoong to help with cuddles or singing to his partner.

"Earth to Y/N!" You hear the stylist call you again, so you look up from your notebook once again. "Finally. Here's the lavender Hongjoong look. I do agree with you. This fits their concept a lot better. Thanks for suggesting it."

"That's why I'm here, after all. I prefer this look, that's for sure."

You catch the nervousness in Hongjoong's smile melt away after hearing that you like the look. Despite having to go back to get the true dye job done, he much prefers you here to help. You have the fan's point of view: you knew the group since pre-debut, KQFellaz, days, followed each comeback and all the chaos it caused in the fandom, and kept up with a handful of theories that arose. After all, they haven't told you any secrets despite being close friends, so theories are your lifeline, just like any other fan.

"Oh, Y/N! You're here?" Once again raising your head from the paper, you meet the face of another friend.

"Hi, Yeosang! Are you doing your hair next? Hongjoong should almost be done." You shoot him a smile as he settles by you on the couch.

"I'll wait here then. What are you working on? Another piece for your blog?"

You nod but add, with a sigh, "It's another ATEEZ request that I can't figure out. Why can't Hongjoong be a typical boyfriend that I can use in my fanfiction?"

Yeosang scoffs at your whine, "You don't want him to be like a fanfiction boy. You and I both know that."

"You're right. I would get sick of a real-life fanfiction boy. Hongjoong is perfect now. I just wish I could write requests for you guys easier. It's hard to imagine a lot of things people want ever actually happening in real life."

"Then, let's try doing things the fans want to read." You and Yeosang both shoot shocked looks to Hongjoong, who emerges with his new pastel hair job completely finished. "Your turn, Yeosang. Thanks for keeping my love company for a bit."

"Good luck, Y/N. I hope you figure things out." Yeosang winks at you before pushing himself off the couch and heading into the room Hongjoong came out of. Almost immediately, you hear the stylist's laughter booming, making you roll your eyes at Yeosang's antics.

Hongjoong laughs at your reaction then holds his hand out to help you off the couch. You place your notebook and pen in one hand and accept his gesture with your now-freed hand. When you stand, he takes advantage of the situation and pulls you in close for a quick peck on the lips.

"How's that for your fanfiction?"

As embarrassed as the situation makes you, his proud, corny smile only lets you send a smile back. He hardly does sappy, fanfiction-worthy things, so the few times he does - even jokingly - make you gush to extremes.

"Let's go be a fanfiction couple for the day. What a perfect way to celebrate our 100 days. I'll gladly help you with inspiration for your request."

He doesn't let you respond as he walks back to the entryway, dragging you roughly behind him, only to be met with a crowd of fans - something you note after dating him this long is easily avoided and simply used as a plot point in writing. Although Hongjoong clearly announced his relationship status on "Knowing Bros" after Kim Heechul asked him for a kiss on the cheek, nobody has seen his so-called "partner" before, so many still search desperately for proof. This reveals any proof they need, even if they can't get an identification on who exactly you are.

At this exact moment, you're exceptionally glad that you haven't revealed your face on your blog. You know that someone will catch a picture of your face despite hiding it the best you can. As you keep your face down, you follow your boyfriend's pull on your hand. He suddenly stops, but you don't catch it in time, slightly bumping into him. He rubs his thumb over your hand as he clears his throat. You slightly lift your head at him, seeing him smiling and waving at the fans.

"Hello, everyone! Didn't know you would be here; what a nice surprise. I would like to finally introduce you to my partner. They're a little shy. You guys were starting to wonder whether they were real, right, ATINY?" With a laugh, he lifts your chin and gives you a look that assures you it'll be okay. As you send a smile out to the fans, the mixed reactions bring a weird sensation to the pit of your stomach, partially from nervousness and partially from unexpected acceptance.

Most of the reactions, surprisingly, implied acceptance and even happiness. You hear a fanboy in the front row say that you complement each other well, which definitely sticks in your mind and brings a smile to your face. The two of you stick around for a bit, talking with fans and answering simple questions they ask.

"Okay, everyone! I think it's time for us to go. It's our 100-day anniversary, so I have to treat them even better than usual, and I'd like to use as much time as possible. You guys are all so great but don't forget to take care of yourselves! Don't sit out here all day!"

With Hongjoong's heartfelt goodbye, the two of you walk off, hand in hand.

"So, Joongie, where are we going?" You ask after around ten minutes of following his lead.

"There." He points in front of him with a smile. As you follow his finger, your eyes land on your favorite arcade. He watches as your smile grows wider.

"Time to kick your butt again?" You joke, even though you usually have close games. He laughs but says nothing as he leads you to the arcade, holding the door open for you.

Instantly, you head to your favorite game. He pays for the game credits before finding you exactly where he expects you. He jokes about your predictability and hands you the card, reloaded and ready to use. He lets you play this game alone, admiring you and taking photos of your focused form.

After an hour of playing games, you guys dry out the credits and decide to head out instead of reloading them again. He brings you across the street and to the fourth floor of the building, to a sweets shop. You sample a few before deciding on your favorite, which he buys for you both to share.

As you guys walk through a beautiful tree-lined street, your happiness makes all thoughts leave your head. You don't even notice that he's brought you to a high-class restaurant until he opens the door for you.

"Hongjoong, do you have a reservation?" You ask, nervously shrinking in on yourself since you feel out of place.

He ignores the question and walks to the bar, sitting directly in front of the barback polishing glasses. You can't hear the conversation but clearly see the man give Hongjoong a black paper bag. You follow Hongjoong out of the restaurant, your thoughts hyper-focused on the paper bag. Before even realizing it, you're at the apartment complex you live in. As you unlock the doors and head inside your apartment, you register your boyfriend's voice for the first time since the restaurant.

"You want to see what's inside, right?"

He holds the bag out towards you without waiting for your response. When you look inside, you feel the curiosity fall away, defeated by the simple object in the bag. You pull out the box, wondering why the man would give Hongjoong an ATEEZ album.

"Open it. I've had this in the making for a bit now, so don't you dare claim that I'm not fanfiction material."

As you open the album case, you find the typical photo book replaced by one titled "An Image Worth 100 Words." As you flip through the book, you find a collection of pictures of yourself. Most of them are ones you never knew he captured, with you focused on working on various writing projects. Next to the photos are short writings. As you continue to flip through the book, you realize that the writings form a full song that you've never seen before.

He watches your reaction as you read the song. As you finish, you can't help but hug your boyfriend in glee and praise him for his hard work. As usual, he blows off your praise by saying that it wasn't much and that you're worth so much more, but he also tells you to put the disc into the computer and play the contents. As it starts, you realize that he wrote and composed this whole song for you. You laugh when you hear some of the other members' voices in the song, meaning that he got them involved as well.

Shyly, before you even ask, he admits, "They didn't want to be left out. They said that our 100-day anniversary also equals 100 days as best friends with you."

You laugh at the boys' antics, knowing full well that they probably just wanted to annoy Hongjoong by forcing him to let them join. They probably won't even bring it up to you at all. Regardless, you do enjoy that they joined. It somehow makes the "album" feel less cheesy and more real.

You leave a quick peck on your boyfriend's lips before walking to your desk and grabbing a box that was sitting on top. As you hand it to Hongjoong, you admit, "It's not as good as your gift to me, but I know you'll appreciate it nonetheless."

You watch nervously as he opens the box and pulls out the notebook. As he flips through the pages, you see his face perk up.

"How long have you been writing this, Y/N?"

"Probably close to three months. I know you said you loved my writing, so now you have a story that's only for you. It won't be posted, and I haven't shown anyone else."

At this moment, an idea finally comes to mind about the request you had. Seeing this, Hongjoong motions for you to write it down before you forget it.

On a random paper, you scribble the words "soft subby Joong" and smile at it. As Hongjoong looks over your shoulder at the idea, he pouts, "I'm not subby."

"I know, Joong. Trust me, I know. But sometimes the readers just need something soft. This is the easiest way to write it since I'm very kind to you when I'm in charge."

"That is true. Well, happy 100 days, my sweet love. I'm glad I helped with your writer's block, and I can't wait to read the story you wrote for me."

"Happy 100 days, Hongjoong. Thank you so much. For everything."

[eminsunnytoons123]

Class of 3000: back to the SING!

Jared, the disliked popular guy 💙

Since I have Said yesterday that Jared would aswell PROBABLY be the most disliked character on 'class of 3000: back to the SING!' along with Tanya, heres now his official icon picture =^_^=

And this is for all my loved ones in my tumblr family:

@0lemonadefox0 @kxllboii @cheezekennith @aquamarine-dream-queen @dayzsac224 @oscarandgrinchfan @moshywoosh @ilovescaredysquirrel2 @nuggetaubrey @sharkyy599 @nightkit92 @familyoffood @animatronicdoozer @thelazzyblogzz @sugar-miss1 @shrimpathizer @shypeachrunaway @iggyguyy @sayuri-does-skits @typical-sophie @peaceforpeople @ben5569 @oxxjustfrankieandmikuloverxxo @ducktopia90264 @artismeyou-12 @blackstar044 @acen402 @ask-diego-r-theartist2009 @nia1sworld @rumplestiltsbear @s4gefr0g @beeware-of-lulu @leafith @bluebird-in-a-cagedrawing @muppet-fan-frr @thegroovyskull @blo0st4r @vickymcsworld @fancytigercupcake @classywinnerpeace @dackychansworldofhoshino @itzbluecl0udd that always love me and support me, and even love my Work and Projects and they always Bring me sincere Joy And happiness, and I'll always love and support them all and even Bring them Joy And happiness =^//////^= ❤️

Now, lets start with The details I gave him, I actually didnt gave him much details, except that obviously Drew him in MY style, and even gave him some earrings and even a lip piercing, and I even added some details on his outfit, hair and his sunglasses ^//////^ 💙💚

Note: surprisingly, today, the electrity/internet didnt go off luckily, but we dont have water now in my Street but we saved alot until midnight -/////-;

Note 2: I'll make the infos for Mr Yin and Mr Min, Tanya, Kaylie and Mackenzie, Bianca, Principal Luna, Dr nefario, Lucius, Jan, Petunia Squattinchowder and now Jared either later or tommorow, I promise ^//////^

I hope y'all will like this =^///////^= 💚💙