#dad dancin!

[belovedgamers]

go white boys go

[zivazivc]

“Floyd, could you sing to me?”

The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile.  “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”

“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”

Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.

I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.

I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')

Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken) Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They snow and rain on everyone So many things I would've done But clouds got in the way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's clouds’ illusions, I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancin' way you feel When every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' as you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions, I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now my friends, they’re acting strange They shake their heads, and say I've changed Well, something's lost, but something's gained In living life each day I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down And give and take And win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions, I recall I really don't know life... I really don't know life at all

[starkeyboy]

no you can’t catch me now

luke castellan x zeus!reader

imagine you are thalia because this song SCREAMS her

i immediately thought her and my fingers couldn’t stop writing :)

“There's blood on the side of the mountain

There's writing all over the wall

Shadows of us are still dancin'

In every room and every hall”

i laid on the ground as blood soaked the leaves. the screaming of the people i love most, going off to the distance. luke’s face appearing every time i closed my eyes. oh luke. the love of my life. the first. and the last.

i love you luke castellan.

°°°

i ran through the trees, luke and annabeth in front, grover in tow behind me.

“keep running! don’t look back,” grover screamed behind me. i knew deep down that if grover didn’t make it back, his dreams were gone. but he swore to protect us. my running slowed as luke and annabeth didn’t take one look back, grover getting ahead, he noticed i wasn’t in front. grover stopped and looked at me as i stopped.

“go grover,” i said as rain soaked us. grover shook his head and he went to grab my arm. i took a step back as the two up on the hill stopped and screaming my name. i looked at them as i smiled. oh how i loved them.

“no y/n, you’re gonna make it, if we keep running, come on!” he screamed as i took every step back when he fell forward. i heard the monster behind me get closer.

“they don’t want you or them, grover, they want me. that’s all they want,” i yelled over the thunder. i nodded and he shook his head.

“please y/n, run with us to safety” he pleaded. i looked up once as i saw luke running down, to get me, to drag me uphill.

“grover, tell luke i love him. please,” i said as i smiled softly thinking of him. i turned around as everyone’s yell at me grew quiet. lukes running grew faster as i drew my dagger, a gift from dad. the monster close.

“i love you so much” was the last thing i said because before i knew it, i was looking at the monster as it snarled at me.

°°°

lukes pov

i let out an agonizing scream as y/n lied on the grown as the monster ran. i dropped to my knees as tears spilled from my eyes. i felt arms grab onto me as lighting strikes the grown where she laid. roots growing. a tree forming, a pine tree. her favorite tree.

“you wanna know why i love these kind of trees in the woods?” she said as i smiled at her, awed by her fascination of the world. i raised my eyebrows in question. “pine trees are majestic luke. they survive the cold, the heat, the storms. survival at its finest. and they provide beautiful pine cones, which smell amazing,” she smiled at me brightly. when she looked at me, it was like the world paused. it was just me and her.

“i hope one day when i die, i come back as a pine tree, giving me a full life through everything, protecting others as they pass, a shelter for those who need it most.”

the memory of just a day ago repeating in my head for days on end.

everywhere i looked, she was there. in the cabin, the mess hall, the arena. the woods.

“Bet you thought I'd never do it

Thought it'd go over my head

I bet you figured I'd pass with the winter

Be somethin' easy to forget

Oh, you think I'm gone 'cause I left”

the more i trained and the more i picked up fights, you would think i would move on easily. but there was always this one light that brought me back to y/n. always back to the pine tree.

the day we got to camp was the worst day of my life. everyone said camp was a safe place for half-bloods. why did y/n die? why didn’t zeus save her, huh?

camp was no longer called safe when she left us. when she sacrificed her life for us.

“oh, hey,” i heard behind me. i furrowed my eyebrows as i turned to find nobody. “i’m right here, luke, right in front of you.” i looked in front of me and saw the tree.

“y/n?” i whispered in disbelief.

“yeah, honey, it’s me,” she said softly as i felt a caress on my cheek. “you can’t see me but i’m here, i’m not leaving.” i felt a tear fall from my eye as i thought of her.

“i miss you so much,” i let out a sob. i leaned my head on the trunk of the tree. “so much”

“oh luke” she whispered. “i never left you, im here forever for you and with you”

“But I'm in the trees, I'm in the breeze

My footsteps on the ground

You'll see my face in every place

But you can't catch me now

Through wading grass, the months will pass

You'll feel it all around

I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere

But you can't catch me now

No, you can't catch me now”

i grunted as the monster got my cheek, feeling the blood drip off my cheek. i drew my sword and swung at it, but it kept growing stronger.

“fuck you, dad, fuck you,” i growled as i felt my fate. the monster above me now as he dripped of slobber. his mouth opened, emitting fire. i closed my eyes, ready for the impact, but nothing happened. i felt a force and lighting strike happening in front of my eyes. it let me get up and run after hearing her whisper to me.

“run, luke, go!”

°°°

i sat in front of y/n as i planted a new flower for her. i can feel annabeths, grover’s and percy’s eyes on me.

today was the 5th year of her passing and every year, i grow a new flower, whether it be strawberries on accident or not.

“what’s he doing?” i heard percy said.

“planting y/n a new flower. she sacrificed her life 5 years ago today and 5 years ago today we i got the privilege to feel y/ns warmth as her tree gives the camp life. lukes way to thank her is gifting her natures beauty,” annabeth explained.

i sighed as i touched the trunk gently.

“i’m not gonna let anyone hurt you, i promise. im so sorry i couldn’t promise that 5 years ago today,” i whispered as a tear of mine dropped to the ground. i felt arms wrap around me, her familiar scent filling my nose.

“i promised that nobody would hurt you when i died, and i will always fulfill that. because no body can stop me. no body can catch me now,” she said as she touched my scar. the feeling of her touch felt comforting.

“There's blood on the side of the mountain

It's turning a new shade of red

Yeah, sometimes the fire you founded

Don't burn the way you'd expect

Yeah, you thought that this was the end”

y/ns pov

i smiled as i laid on the ground, my blood soaking the hill. the snarl of the monster disappeared. i heard luke behind me scream as i felt arms wrap around me.

“oh darling,” the voice said. “oh darling,” he kept whispering. i closed my eyes as luke filled my head. the arms around me tightening, the wind calming, the rain stopping, the smell of pine filling my nose.

“this isn’t your ending, darling” he said and i was gone.

[francixoxoxo]

Modern!Billy would 1000% listen to Tom Petty and Bruce Springsteen, you can’t change my mind

He’s absolutely putting on his Petty record, skipping to Mary Jane’s Last Dance and singing it in the most dramatic voice he can muster, and you’re laughing at him, which was exactly his goal. If you’re doing something, I’m picturing you’re standing at the kitchen counter, bookmarking pages in a new cookbook, and you hear that damn record come on. You look over your shoulder at the first guitar riffs and you see Billy dancing up to you, grinning like anything, “She grew up in an Indiana town, had a good lookin’ mom, who ne’er was around!”

You can’t help laughing at him, but he doesn’t mind. He steals you away from the counter, it’s not a slow dance, certainly not to the harmonicas and guitars of Tom Petty, but it as dance all the same. “Oh my my, oh hell yes! Honey, put on that party dress!” Who are you to deny Billy a dance? You let his hands come to your waist, even singing along with him, to his absolute delight. He’d absolutely whistle that iconic harmonica line of Mary Jane’s Last Dance while he works, while he’s walking around, all the time, same thing with humming under his breath, “Into the great wide open, under them skies of blue..”

In his truck, he’d totally have a collection of Springsteen CD’s. The truck’s pretty old and pretty crappy, so there’s no aux, just a cd slot. “I don’t mind, baby. S’ hell of a lot cooler than a phone.” Billy would tell you, grinning boyishly as he pushes the manual shift into drive (btw this guy totally swears by driving stick shift and probably is appalled that you don’t know how bc literally who does). His favorite is absolutely Dancing in the Dark, and the moment the song comes on that man is belting. The more embarrassed you are and the harder you laugh at him the more he leans over the console, singing the lyrics with even more pride. “Ya can’t start a fire without a spark! This guns for hire, even if we’re just dancin’ in the dark!” His hand on your knee you absolutely shake your leg a little, ‘cause he knows you think he’s corny. He knows that you think it’s funny that he listens to the music your dad listens to.

But he also knows that you think he’s never been hotter, practically shouting more than singing, his brow and neck sweating a bit from the hot New Mexico summer in a pickup truck without any AC besides the wind blowing past. With his left arm hanging over the rolled down window, driving with one hand on the bottom of the wheel, the defined muscles in his arms shown off by his navy, sleeveless shirt. Those eyes peering at you now and then, those stupidly plush lips pulling over his teeth to laugh at you, tell you that you’re staring. So what if you are? Billy’s yours to stare at— and laugh at.

Might have written this bc I whipped out the Tom Petty record last night when I lost my phone

[fryingpansareswag]

Welcome back to the annual yap session about hangster! :)

So I listened to I Bet You Think About Me by Taylor Swift featuring Chris Stapleton for the first time the other day and absolutely fell in love with it and immediately thought about Bradley and Jake (Miles Teller is also in the music video).

I had to tell someone or would actually start tweaking out about it so you guys get to hear about it! I’ll be analyzing the whole song based on hangster (I will be including my own headcanons btw). This was also from Jake’s point of view with some lyrics more about Bradley.

Get a nice blanket and some hot chocolate (its a long one)

3 AM and I'm still awake, I'll bet you're just fine

Fast asleep in your city that's better than mine

After they broke up, Jake moved back to Texas and Bradley moved back to Philadelphia (I personally think Bradley lived in Philadelphia in his early childhood, moved to California after Goose died, and moved back after his falling out with Mav [just stay with me okay?])

And the girl in your bed has a fine pedigree

After they broke up (B was the one who broke the relationship up), Bradley started to just get with people to fill the hole he lost when he broke up with Jake.

And I'll bet your friends tell you she's better than me, huh

Well, I tried to fit in with your upper-crust circles

Yeah, they let me sit in back when we were in love

Pheonix was always nice to Jake when he and B were dating but when Bradley broke it off she never talked to him after. He texted her but left him on read.

Oh, they sit around talkin' 'bout the meaning of life

And the book that just saved 'em that I hadn't heard of

But now that we're done and it's over

I bet you couldn't believe

When you realized I'm harder to forget than I was to leave

And I bet you think about me

Even though Bradley is getting into a new relationship every week, Jake knows that he can never forget about him. They went through so much together and experienced so much together. How could Bradley forget and not think about him?

You grew up in a silver-spoon gated community

Glamorous, shiny, bright Beverly Hills

Bradley never got into detail about his childhood with Jake and from only seeing his childhood home in San Diego, he believed B came from a pretty wealthy, happy family. Jake knew nothing about Carole, Goose, or Maverick.

I was raised on a farm, no, it wasn't a mansion

Just livin' room dancin' and kitchen table bills

Jake's childhood consisted of living on a farm in Texas, he was a Mama's boy. Sometimes when he was little he would sneak downstairs to watch his mom and dad dance in the living room together after they thought all the kids went to bed.

But you know what they say, you can't help who you fall for

And you and I fell like an early spring snow

When Jake and Bradley first met, they almost immediately fell in love. There was nothing "casual" between each other. Even though Bradley was pretty reserved and timid with being in a romantic relationship, they connected easily and said they loved each other pretty quickly.

But reality crept in, you said we're too different

Bradley broke up with Jake stating that he was not ready for a relationship, he wasn't ready to open up, and--of course-- they were too different and would never make it.

You laughed at my dreams, rolled your eyes at my jokes

Mr. Superior Thinkin'

Do you have all the space that you need?

Bradley: "We need space. This isn't going to work."

I don't have to be your shrink to know that you'll never be happy

Jake watched from afar as Bradley dated other people (he stalked his Instagram account). Bradley never looked truly happy like he did with him.

And I bet you think about me

I bet you think about me, yes

I bet you think about me

Bradley thinks about Jake 24/7. Everything he does is for Jake.

Oh, block it all out

The voices so loud, sayin'

"Why did you let her go?"

Bradley regrets it every day that he broke up with Jake. They could've made it work. Bradley just couldn't open up like Jake wanted him to. He couldn't explain to Jake his past. He feared that Jake would leave him because of how miserable he actually was. Jake made him feel safe and loved for once.

Does it make you feel sad

That the love that you're lookin' for

Is the love that you had

Bradley really thought that he would eventually get over Jake. He'd find a nice girl he could settle down with, have a family, and live a happy life. Now he's thirty-six.

Now you're out in the world, searchin' for your soul

Scared not to be hip, scared to get old

After he lost Jake, Bradley became self-conscious and scared that everything he did would eventually lead to his downfall.

Chasin' make-believe status, last time you felt free

After Bradley and Jake broke up, Bradley put all of his attention into his work. Work would at least distract him from breaking the love of his life's heart.

Was when none of that shit mattered 'cause you were with me

Nothing mattered when Jake and Bradley were together. They were happy and that's what mattered.

But now that we're done and it's over

I bet it's hard to believe

But it turned out I'm harder to forget than I was to leave

Jake nor Bradley never forgot about each other. They always think of each other. Even when doing the most mundane tasks.

And, yeah, I bet you think about me

I bet you think about me, yes

I bet you think about me

I bet you think about me when you're out

At your cool indie music concerts every week

I bet you think about me in your house

Jake practically lived at Bradley's house at the height of their relationship.

With your organic shoes and your million-dollar couch

I bet you think about me when you say

"Oh my God, she's insane, she wrote a song about me"

I bet you think about me

Jake and Bradley never forgot about each other. They'd eventually see each other again, a mission that would change both of their lives.

Also here's the song if you'd like to take a listen :D

[jessequinnfirstofhername]

The Rules:

Every twenty-four hours there will be another round. After every round, the song in last place will be eliminated.

If there are multiple songs tying for last place, there will be a special elimination round. In these rounds, every song in last place will be eliminated, even if all the songs have tied equally.

When there are only two songs remaining, they will face off against one another in a week-long poll to determine the victor.

If the song that you consider the best isn’t listed here, hit the ‘I think you forgot ___’ option and reply to this post with the overlooked song. The song with the highest ‘write-in’ votes will be added to the next round. Welcome to the party, More Than Anything and Ready For This!

This is all for fun. Don’t take it too seriously ;)

Welcome to the poll, More Than Anything and Ready For This!

Adios Happy Day In Hell!

In my brutally honest opinion: it's not bad, it's funny, it gives us one of my favorite Angel Dust lines ("That bitch is halfway down the street (...) Oh, she's dancin'"), but I'm pretty meh on it. It kinda reminds me of one of those Disney parody songs you'd find on Cracked or Newgrounds or wherever back in the day.

Round Two!

[fountainpenguin]

Stanky Danky | A New Dev-elopment | Lost and Founder's Day

Random 2nd watch thoughts that made me laugh

Stanky Danky - I like how Dale calls Dev "Devin," because I didn't catch it on my first watch (Too quiet), but I know he calls him that again in "A New Dev-elopment." Good to note (I know he just says "Dev" in "Lost and Founder's Day," when he's frustrated).

I checked to see what Dale said in the message Dev got on his birthday, but he doesn't call him by name. It IS actually a happy birthday message, which is impressive... for Dale's usual levels of parental failure

Fascinated by Dale using "innit" like a Brit despite his dad having a Southern drawl (which I would've paired with "ain't it?"). He does it twice!

We don't see another parent for him in the OG series and even if he had one when he was young, we know he spent 7 years underground and that could've easily slipped away. He probably gets that from doing business overseas

Actually, the founder statues talk with different accents. Maybe their family just gets around.

Dale's study is full of framed pictures of money and boots. He has a skull on his bookshelf and at this point, I'm afraid to ask.

I thought I glimpsed his secret cave behind the profit charts (which would only be shown to us 25 episodes later), but alas, it was not...

Also, the Dimmadome front lawn has dollar sign hedges.

A New Dev-elopment - I like how the pavement outside the Dimmadome tower goes directly into the bottom floor. Of course they'd have some kind of patio area that's fully enclosed by walls.

??? Dev's bed is on the statue? Why?

That's so dangerous!!

This tiny fence is the only thing keeping Dev from certain death.

Also, I'm obsessed with the implication that Peri was poofing up cupcakes where Dale totally could've seen them.

This is so funny to me. It doesn't seem so wild when we're inside!!

?? I like how when Dale tells Dev to turn down his game volume in "A New Dev-elopment," he claims he can hear it from his office, which we later learn is inside the statue's ear.

Or at least, the secret room is inside the ear, and the bedroom is implied to be inside the mouth since that's more easily accessible to Dev (who'd never seen the secret room) and Dev calls the mouth "his dad's room."

I'm shocked by Dale's faith that one of the kids at Dev's birthday won't fall over the fence and sue them.

Unfortunately, I don't think he thinks like that. It's about aesthetic...

Lost and Founder's Day

I like how (like Kevin Crocker can't walk as fast as his uncle), Dev can't go as fast as his dad on the stairs. All the kids in this world have little legs...

It is so funny to me that when Hazel sneaks in and Dale's wearing his VR goggles, he's just dancin' to dramatic music.

Adds another layer to Cosmo's scheme of taking on a Dale disguise and dancing with the robots to distract them.

Robots out here like "Yeah, that seems in character."

[clairesvalentine]

Could you do something with fem!reader and Syzoth where he walks into her playing an original song on the guitar?

The songs I’m imagining for this scenario is “Can’t Catch Me Now” by Olivia Rodrigo and “Lost in Silence” by Marcus Skeen…

SYZOTH AND MUSICIAN!READER

🦎 syzoth x fem!reader

PROMPT: syzoth walks in on the reader singing an original song.

I LOVEEEEE THIS SONG!! can’t catch me now was the reason i made the mileena one shot! anyways, i hope you enjoy this one and thank you for requesting again!! I also learned how to make the text a bit smaller so it fits my aesthetic. it's a good day fr 😹🙏🏼

— syzoth had been lurking around the kingdom's village for a while now. after the events that occurred, he was now appointed by mileena as her emissary to the zaterrans. he was honored yet overwhelmed. he wanted to do well for his kind. in their history of hardships, he wouldn't want them to endure any more pain than they already have.

— after being banned from the village for an extended period, he found joy in wandering aimlessly around the village. observing the citizens engage and witnessing their daily routines brought him a sense of comfort. his people were able to live amongst them and that meant the world to him.

— he spent most of his time in the tavern. he enjoyed seeing outworlders getting together to enjoy a drink or two. it bought him some comfort. besides, if he made it at a certain time, he was able to see the performers.

— while making his way to his usual table, he heard an unfamiliar melody. he was accustomed to hearing a plethora of songs, most of them folk tales sung by the people. he had never really encountered anything new—which wasn't a problem for him, but this caught his attention.

— you sat in the backroom, humming softly as you strung your guitar. you had been near and far from outworld, being back home was something so surreal to you. you had lived in this village all your life, adventuring around outworld was not an easy task. though your family had advised you not to, it was something you wanted to do. you sang in many different taverns, near and far yet you never got tired of traveling.

— however, this time you had to come home. your mother was very sick and she needed all of her children there. throughout the day, you would tend to your mother whilst taking care of your childhood home simultaneously. though you loved your mother and wanted her to get better, it was all so mentally draining to you. with the loss of your dad a few years prior, it made things so much harder.

— so, you and your siblings made a compromise. you and your brother would watch your mother during the day, while the others took over at night. this was perfect for you. this was your chance to try new material to the drunkards at the tavern.

— syzoth followed the melody, stopping by the door once he spotted you. you sat on a wooden chair, your music sheet on the stool beside you. he couldn't describe it but the melody you were playing was just something so fresh to him. one he had never heard before.

— "there's blood on the side of the mountain. there’s writing all over the wall. shadows of us are still dancin'. in every room and every hall." you closed your eyes as you sang, almost as if the melody ran right to your core.

— that's what syzoth found most captivating about the song. the way you were able to feel the music as you sang.

— trying not to startle you, syzoth equips his invisibility skill to quietly enter the room. he listened to you sing, admiring how much passion you had. he thoroughly enjoyed the lyrics being sung. he could tell you had so many compelling stories to tell, just from your writing alone.

— once you finished your song, syzoth couldn’t help but applaud. the song was absolutely stunning and your voice was so smooth. syzoth truly admired you. his invisibility wore off, unknowingly.

— you let out a scream, clutching your guitar close to your chest. you thought you were alone! you were supposed to be the only one back here! you swore this was some sort of attack.

— syzoth’s eyes widened once he realized you could see him. “i’m sorry! i did not mean to startle you! i was just—“

— “don’t hurt me! please! i’ll give you anything, just don’t hurt me!” you begged, holding your guitar tighter.

— “no no, you gave it all wrong. i overheard you playing and i wanted to watch you.” syzoth explained. you relaxed a bit, loosening the grip on your guitar.

— “so why were you invisible?” you questioned, still not completely trusting this stranger. you grabbed your song sheet from the stool you were using.

— “i did not want to startle you. you seemed at peace and i did not want to disturb you.” syzoth explained, having a seat on the stool. “this song you were singing, it’s one that hasn’t been sung here before.” he commented.

— you smiled lightly, leaning back in your seat. not a lot of people paid you any mind when it came to your new material. people just liked hearing the same old folk songs they heard before. no one was really interested in anything new.

— “it’s new. i wrote it amidst of the battle between realms.” you explained. “i wasn’t necessarily here when it happened but i felt it’s effects.” you shared. “i am glad you enjoyed my song though. the drunkards here don’t like anything new or fresh.” you half joked.

— you and syzoth spoke for a while, mostly about music. syzoth was just curious about what you did. did you only write music? was this your job? how did one create melodies as ear wormy as yours?

— syzoth listened to you, enthralled with everything you said. composing music was such a complicated yet interesting concept. he learned that wrote many songs that didn’t get played. some because the tavern wouldn’t let you play them, and others because you simply weren’t interested or confident in performing them.

— an idea popped into syzoth’s head. “you can perform for the empress!” he chirped. “empress mileena loves a good performance. perhaps you could sing your songs at one of her big events.” he suggested.

— though intrigued, you weren’t able to wrap your head around this. sing for the empress? that seemed too good of a deal. you weren’t so sure about this man’s offer, though he did seem genuine. he was the only one to actually listen to you as well…

— “sounds too good of a deal. how do i know this isn’t a scam? or a trick for that matter?” you asked, quirking an eyebrow at the zaterran.

— “because i would never leave anyone astray unwillingly.” syzoth replied, gently taking your free hand in his.

— you looked down at your hands, a small blush crawling onto his cheeks. “when should i be ready?” you asked, an playful grin on your face.

— syzoth smiled. everyone was going to hear your music now. he was going to make sure of it.

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Once again, it is time for a funny comments post for the tournament that just wrapped up. Here's the in my opinion funniest replies, tags, and reblog comments that I got in response to the Best Dancer or Musician in the Dungeon Tournament, sorted by the poll they were left on.

Golems vs Familiars (round 1) Look at them mfs, dancin the robot

Mithrun & Pattadol vs Fleki & Lycion (round 1) FLING THAT BEAST LYCION

Mickbell & Kuro vs Kabru & Rin (round 2) come on now how can you NOT vote for the breakdancing doggy rin looks so scared fjdjskfn she just kicked out kabru’s leg and they are about to topple. meanwhile mickbell is about do a sick spin out of that single handstand

Mandrake vs Laios & Falin (round 2) Laios is freakin’ it nothing style Omg Laois is struggling. Falin is grooving and he's like 'how are you doing that with your body?' The diffent autism experiences ♥

Senshi vs Dia (round 2) Senshi may not be dancing be he is serving

Namari, Kaka & Kiki vs Chilchuck (round 2) why he getting jiggy with it THEYRE TORTURING NAMARI GO WHITE BOY GO * namari is too horny to dance properly. her ass is NOT on beat. shes gwetting distracted this one is difficult. on one hand chilchuk breaking it down divorced dad style. on the other leg. well… dwarf girl is getting to look at long leg

Golems vs Laios & Falin (quarter finals) the three golemns are schmoving

Fleki & Lycion vs Hien & Benichidori (quarter finals) Sorry I got distracted by legs what was the question again?

Marcille & Dungeon rabbit vs Laios & Falin (semi-finals) come on guys. we're really voting for the woman puppeting a rabbit corpse over two siblings having the time of their lives together? Yes.

Marcille & Dungeon rabbit vs Chilchuck (finale) the 'my wife left me' dance this man deffinitely embarrasses his daughters with his dancing look. we know she can't dance. and that's okay 😌

Laios & Falin vs Fleki & Lycion (battle for the bronze) Yeet

* More than one person left this exact comment on multiple polls Chilchuck was in, as well as the winner announcement.

[omgsquee2001]

Chapter 2: Hell is Forever

As Charlie left to take the phone call with her dad, Angel looked over at Vaggie, [Y/N] and Alastor.

"Hey, I have a question. If freaky face over there is so powerful, then why can't he just make people stay here?" Angel asked.

"Oh, trust me," Alastor smiled menacingly. "I can." Alastor said. Dark Magic swirled around his closed hand.

"Why do you think I'm here?" Husk asked. Everyone looked over at the winged cat demon behind the bar. "You actually think I'd be cleaning bottles and listening to you fucks bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcing me?" Husk asked. He wasn't mad at [Y/N]. Despite being upset with their father, Husk actually liked [Y/N]. He thought they were a good kid, despite knowing their secret. As Husk was cleaning a bottle, Niffty popped up from behind the counter.

"I like being forced." She said, and smiled.

"Keep that to yourself, Nif." Husk said, glaring at the smaller woman.

"What? You don't love being here with me, Whiskers?" Angel Dust teased. Husk glared at Angel.

"Call me Whiskers again and I'll jam that bottle down your throat!" Husk shouted, a cat like growl coming from him. Angel smiled.

"Kinky~ Come on, keep talking dirty." Angel said, smirking. Vaggie sighed.

"Angel. Let Husk do his job. And, no, we can't force sinners to stay here." Vaggie said. [Y/N] nodded and looked at the Spider Demon.

"Vaggie's right, Angel. They need to choose to stay here." They said. Angel shrugged.

"I'm choosing to be here and I think it's all stupid. We're in hell, toots. That's kind of the end of the road, ain't it?" Angel asked. Vaggie sighed again.

"Well, Maybe it doesn't have to be. Just because nobody has made it out before doesn't mean it's not possible." She said. [Y/N] nodded. Angel placed a hand on Vaggie's shoulder, giving her a deadpan expression.

"Hey, whatever means I can keep crashing here rent-free. Crack is expensive." Angel said. Charlie was still talking to her dad on the phone. She nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, I can totally, yeah. I'll head over there right away. Okay?" Charlie said, and hung up. She let out an excited gasp. "Yes…YES!" She giggled in excitement and leaned out in front of the wall. She called over to Vaggie. "Vaggie! Holy, shit!" In her excitement, it sounded like gibberish. Vaggie's eye widened in surprise.

"Ah! what?" She asked. Charlie waved over at her girlfriend.

"Get over here!" She mumbled excitedly. Vaggie sighed, a happy smile on her face. She walked over to Charlie.

"What's going on?" Vaggie asked. Charlie took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

"My dad just called, he said that the leader of the Angel Army wants to meet. He asked if I could go instead." Charlie said excitedly. Vaggie placed her hands on Charlie's shoulders, trying to calm her down.

"But-but, the extermination just happened. What could they want this soon after-" She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence as Charlie suddenly started singing.

"I can do this! Somehow, I know it!"

"I'll get Heaven behind my plans!"

Vaggie sighed.

"Charlie, hold on..."

"There's just no way I could blow it."

"Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance!"

"It's just a meeting." Vaggie said, trying to calm her girlfriend down.

"To change their minds

"And touch their hearts

"Or... whatever angels have!"

Vaggie sighed.

"This could be bad..." She said. Charlie walked over to Vaggie and grabbed her hands. Charlie smiled.

"Cheer up, Vaggie!"

"This could be swell!"

"Something tells me that today will be a happy day in Hell!"

Vaggie sighed.

"Okay, but just don't... sing to them." Vaggie said. Angel, Niffty, Alastor, Keekee and [Y/N] all watched as Charlie bounded out the hotel doors into the partially destroyed Pentagram City.

"That bitch is halfway down the street!" Angel said, smirking. Vaggie sighed.

"Is she—?"

Angel smirked and nodded.

"Oh, she's dancin'!" Angel said. Vaggie groaned.

"Ugh, no!"

Charlie made her way down the streets, oblivious to the destruction and dead bodies of demons everywhere as she continued to sing.

"There's a warm, fuzzy feeling.

That wafts through the air."

"Every street so revealing. It's hard not to stare!"

She came to a window of a sex dungeon where a Hellhound was humping against an imp, wearing a sadomasochism mask. The two looked at the girl and she awkwardly walked away from the scene, continuing her song.

"It's a realm so appealing it beats anywhеre.

If you don't mind the smell..."

Charlie accidentally stepped on a dead shark demon that was releasing a fume, making Charlie hold her nose in disgust. She avoided the corpse and continued on.

"It's a happy day in Hell!"

Charlie waved at a demon who was holding a newspaper, however, it was revealed that he had a spoon full of meth.

"Hi, mister!" Charlie said gleefully.

"Go fuck yourself!" The demon shouted. Charlie gave a tight lipped smile and continued on. Another demon opened his window, showing a fire behind him.

"There's an endless trash fire that's burning my soul." The demon sang.

Charlie continued to greet each demon she came across.

"And a ton of barbed wire to shove in his holes!"

"Doing what is required, we all have our role."

"I'm not doin' well!"

"Another shitty day in Hell!"

Charlie climbed up onto the trunk of a destroyed car and faced the other direction from the demons.

"If I can show them the dream I've dreamed.

That any soul can change!"

From the Hazbin Hotel, Vaggie climbed into the watchtower, as if calling out to her girlfriend.

("Those angels' minds are hard to change.")

"Then they will know everyone can be redeemed.

From the evil to the strange!"

("They're bloodthirsty and deranged!")

"I can hear all their stories.

The lost and displaced."

"And I know that they're more of an acquired taste.

But! if I open the door and I give them a place.

At my Hazbin Hotel. It'll be a happy day in Hell!"

A truck drove by, and Charlie hitched a ride from the back to get around the city. She passed porn studios and Cannibal Town.

"From the porn studio.

Where the cinephiles go.

To watch award-winning demon bukkake shows!"

"To the Cannibal Town. Where they don't wear a frown 'cause," Charlie got hit in the eye with the blood from one of the corpses the cannibals were feeding on. "Holy shit! Ew, my gosh! WHY?!" Charlie frowned in disgust. Her frown then turned to a smile.

"And I don't give a crow that. His brain's got in my eye!

Cause with the Shifters gone, I know I can spare them. From Heaven's genocide!"

"I can do this, I just know it!"

"I'll get Heaven behind my plans!

There's just no way I could blow it."

"Not this once-in-a-lifetime chance!

To change their minds."

Right then, a slug demon with a trench coat appeared in front of Charlie, exposing his nude body to her, which freaked her out.

"And touch my parts!"

Charlie smiled awkwardly and with disgust.

"Uh... No thank you. I'm just gonna...

Fulfill my destiny!"

The demon rolled his eyes and pulled his trench coat over his body again. "Your loss, bitch!"

"I can already tell!

Today is gonna bе a fuckin' happy day in Hell!"

~~~~

[Y/N] sighed, a guilty look on their face. They walked into their room and walked over to their window, overlooking Pentagram City. They wrapped their arms around them, and sighed again. There was a sound of a whisper behind them. They already knew that their father was in the room with them.

"[Y/N]? What troubles you?" Alastor asked, walking over and placing his hand on his child's shoulder. [Y/N] sighed and leaned their head against Alastor's chest in comfort.

"I'm, debating whether or not I should tell the others what I am. About me being a Shifter." [Y/N] said. Alastor hummed.

"Well, it is ultimately your choice, my dear." Alastor said. [Y/N] nodded.

"I know that. But, what if they get mad at me for not telling them? I mean, Shifters were the only species of Hell Born that could actually kill an angel." They said. Alastor hummed.

"Well, put yourself in their shoes for a moment. Suppose that the child of the Radio Demon told you that they were a Shifter. How would you react?" Alastor asked. [Y/N] shrugged.

"I dunno. I guess I would be upset for a while, considering I thought that all the Shifters were dead. But, after they explained that they were the last Shifter and couldn't possibly defend all of Hell from the Exorcists, then I might be a little bit more understanding." [Y/N] said. Alastor nodded, and smiled gently down at his child.

"Well, there you go. They might get upset, sure. But, I'm sure coming out with the truth would be better for them, and for you." Alastor said. [Y/N] sighed and nodded.

"Maybe. Can, can I ask something of you, dad?" [Y/N] asked, looking up at their father. Alastor nodded.

"Anything, my dear." Alastor said.

"If and when I do tell them, would you be there with me? Just in case things turn south?" [Y/N] asked. Alastor smiled.

"I promise I will always be there for you, my dear." Alastor said, pressing a kiss to [Y/N]'s head. [Y/N] smiled and wrapped their arms around Alastor's waist in a hug, the Radio Demon returning it, resting his head on their own.

"Thanks dad."

~~~~~~

Charlie walked up to the Heaven Embassy, where she was going to meet the leaders of the Extermination Army. She pushed open the door.

"Hello?" Charlie called out, her voice echoed in the empty hall. She walked through and found the Embassy to be completely deserted. "Hello? Creepy." Charlie commented. Her footsteps echoed through out the hall.

Charlie came to the front desk. No one was there. The only thing there was a bell to ring. She tapped the bell. In an instant, a golden scroll and a feather pen appeared before her. "Oh, okay. Also creepy." She said and signed her name. The scroll and feather disappeared. To her right, a set of twin doors slid open, showin Charlie an empty meeting room. She cautiously walked inside.

"Uh...hello? Is anyone here?" Charlie called. Suddenly, the lights switched on, revealing two Angels. One of them was dressed in black and gray armor. The other, dressed in a white robe with gold accents. What was interesting, was that both Angels had masks with what looked like demon horns on them. The angels were Lute, the lieutenant of the Extermination Army, and Adam, the leader.

"'Sup!" Adam greeted, surprising Charlie.

"Holy, shit!" Charlie shouted, surprised by their sudden appearance. She quickly got back up and smiled. "Hi, I'm Charlie. My dad asked me if I could meet you." Charlie said. Adam nodded, seeming uninterested with what she had to say.

"Yeah, I know." He said. He had a plate of ribs sitting before him, eating them casually. Charlie chuckled awkwardly.

"Okay, well, it's nice to meet you." Charlie said, reaching her hand out. Adam smiled at her and reached his had out as well.

"Totally. It's nice to meet you, too." He said. Charlie reached for his hand, but it suddenly slipped through, scaring Charlie. It was revealed that Adam was just a hologram. Adam burst out laughing. "Ha! I fucking got you. Did you see that?" He asked, turning to Lute, who just nodded. Adam laughed again and leaned back in his seat. "Ha. Good shit." Adam said. Charlie narrowed her eyes.

"Uh...so, wait. You aren't here?" Charlie asked. Adam scoffed.

"No, you think I'd come down there?" He laughed in a condescending way. "No, I mean, I love the vibe, totally, I love your tunes. Pretty fucking hardcore, don't get me wrong. But! it's such a bummer! man. Everything down there's just so "eugh", ya know?" He chuckled again. "Ew." He shook his head. Charlie smiled awkwardly.

"Right. So, I'm happy we've got this opportunity to meet. There's a project that I've been working on that I really want to talk to you about-"

Adam put his finger to Charlie's lips, silencing her for a moment.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, slow down. We've got time. How about we get to know each other a little, hmm? How about lunch? You hungry? I got you." Adam said. He took the plate of ribs he had been eating and handed it towards Charlie. "Here's my personal favorite. You'll love it." Adam said.

"Uh...thanks." Charlie said. She reached for it, completely forgetting that it was a hologram. Her hand went through it again, freaking Charlie out again. Adam let out a bark of laughter.

"I got you again, bitch! Fuckin' hilarious!" Adam said, laughing. Charlie chuckled, unamused. This was going to be a long meeting.

~~~~

Back at the hotel, Vaggie was walking back and forth in the lobby. [Y/N] and the others were sitting in various chairs and couches. Angel Dust was constantly looking at Husk and winking, while Husk was glaring daggers at him. Vaggie sighed.

"Okay, so, Charlie is dealing with something very important, so while she's gone, we are making a new commercial. One that represents her vision and what we're doing here. So, we need a camera." Vaggie said. She looked over at Alastor. "Alastor?" She requested. Alastor snapped his fingers and conjured up a camera for Vaggie, however, the camera was a folding-type old camera from the 1930s with no recording films at that time. Vaggie glanced at him, unamused. "A video camera?" She requested.

"Hmmm." Alastor hummed in distaste and snapped his fingers again. A modern day video camera appeared in Vaggie's hands, replacing the older looking model. Vaggie smiled. "Alright! Let's do this!" She said excitedly. [Y/N] was watching behind Vaggie as she was recording Husk and Angel at the bar.

"And, action!" [Y/N] called. Husk was looking down at the script he had, reading right from it with the script in his face.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help with anything?" Husk read, looking up at Angel, who was sitting at one of the stools. Angel smiled and winked at Husk.

"I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place…on the path to redemption!" Angel said. Husk groaned in distaste. [Y/N] cringed lightly at the scene. Husk looked down at the script again.

"Well, you come..." He was interrupted by Angel moaning.

"Oh yes!" He cried out.

"To the right place." Husk finished, not looking amused. [Y/N] sighed and pinched the bridge of their nose.

"Cut! Okay, Angel, we need you to be less horny if possible, and Husk, can you maybe not have a script in front of your face." [Y/N] requested. Husk looked over at [Y/N] angrily.

"I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!" He shouted, smacking the script. Angel leaned over the bar, smiling seductively.

"Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes," he got closer to Husk and purred seductively. "Rrawwr."

Husk growled and shoved Angel off the counter, making the porn star fall onto the floor. Husk shrugged.

"Whoops." He said, and grabbed a bottle of alcohol and began drinking from it. Vaggie sighed.  

"Husk, come on." She demanded.

~~~~~

Back with Charlie, she was being bored to death by what Adam was telling her about his weekend.

"So, I was playin' this gig, and for some fuckin' reason, this virtue chick was diggin' on the drummer, and it's like, "do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm the original dick!" He complained, pointing to his nether regions. "All dicks descend from me. You think you want drummer dick?" He asked, looking to Lute, who shook her head. Adam nodded. "No way! I'm the Dick-fuckin' master!" He shouted. He then ate a rib, speaking with his mouth full. "So, anyway, then we fucked, and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?" He asked, looking at Charlie. Charlie sat up straight in surprise.

"Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man Adam, that means you…Oh…." Charlie put two and two together, realizing just why her mother had left Adam in the first place. "That explains so much." She said, wincing. Adam smirked.

"I know. I fucking rock." He held up his hand in a rock pose. Charlie cleared her throat and got back to the matter at hand.

"Well, Adam, sir. Mr. Adam, sir." Charlie said awkwardly. Adam smirked.

"Call me, Dickmaster." Adam said. Charlie gave him a deadpan look.

"Adam. You seem like a smart, well, stand up guy!" Charlie said, trying to appeal to his ego. Adam picked at his teeth, clearly uninterested.

"Uh-huh." He said.

"And I know you are the leader of the angels. And you are a big thinker, a revolutionary. You and your Executioners killed an entire race of Shifters! You're, well, a, a genius!" She said. Though she hated talking about how he killed the only beings that could protect her people, she had to get him on her side. Adam scoffed.

"I mean, your words, babe." Adam said, smiling. Charlie smiled.

"Who would really love to put his name on something." Charlie said. Adam sat up, a big smile on his face.

"Fucking love putting my name on shit! Shit's the best!" He shouted. Charlie smiled.

"It's a solution to our biggest problem!" She said, thinking that she was finally getting somewhere with him. Adam's eyes widened.

"Oh, Herpes. Yeah, that's a bitch." He said. Charlie groaned lightly.

"No! Our... other biggest problem." She said. At this point, Adam was just messing with her.

"Oh…uh..ugly people? Math? Global Warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem." Adam said, listing off all the "problems" that they shared in common. Charlie stared at him, unamused.

~~~~

//I'm going to go ahead and skip a few scenes cause I feel like this is getting really long.//

"When you take her out for the fifth time and she still expects you to pay the check but you're like, Hey, I thought you wanted equality." Adam complained. Charlie groaned, getting fed up with Adam and his ego.

"NO! our shared problem of overpopulation in Hell!" Charlie shouted. Adam's eyes widened in realization.

"Ohh, well that's not a problem! We got that covered!" Adam said. He turned to Lute. "Lute, how many demons did you kill this year?" He asked.

"Got a good 275 this year, sir." Lute said, talking as if it was some ground breaking record. Adam's eye brows rose.

"275? Woah! Badass! Awesome job, danger tits! Pound it." Adam raised his fist for Lute, who gave him a fist bump. Charlie frowned.

"Uh no, not awesome. Those are my people, you know that right?" Charlie asked. Adam looked at her and nodded.

"Oh yeah. That must suck for you!" Adam shouted, bursting into laughter. Charlie frowned. She didn't understand how Adam and Lute could care so little about the souls in Hell.

"But these are souls...Humans souls just the same as the ones you have up in heaven." She said. Lute frowned at Charlie.

"They're not the same. They had their chance and they earned damnation." Lute said coldly. Charlie shook her head.

"You're wrong. Sinners made mistakes, sure, but everyone makes mistakes." Charlie said. Lute narrowed her eyes at Charlie.

"Angels don't make mistakes." She said. Charlie rose her eyebrow in challenge.

"You really think that."

"I know that." Lute said. Adam smirked and nodded.

"Yeah, I've never made a mistake in my fuckin' life." Adam said. He chuckled. "If anything, you should be thanking us." He said. Charlie frowned.

"Thanking you?" She asked. Adam nodded.

"Uh, fuck yeah! We got rid of the very beings that were allowing the over population in Hell to begin with!" He said, referring to the Shifters. Lute walked around the table towards Charlie.

"The only reason you're still here is because daddy gave you and your hell born kind a pardon from an exorcist blade. How does that feel, to know how little you matter?" Lute asked. Charlie looked down, frowning in sadness. Adam perked up.

"Oops, almost out of time. Guess we should get into it." He said. Charlie's eyes widened.

"Oh fuck!" She shouted. She rushed to present her plan as fast as she could. "Okay I've got a lot to get through and not a lot of time and I feel like you weren't hearing me before so here it goes." She cleared her throat and started talking at a fast speed to get through everything. Which eventually turned into singing.

"I know Hell's population is out of control.

It's a bad situation.

It's taking a toll."

"If we rehab these Sinners.

And cleanse all their souls.

At my Hazbin Hotel,"

"Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself!" She shouted. She quickly picked up a drawing of the Extermination Angels flying down to Hell.

"Right, Extermination." She said.

"I know you guys fly down.

Just to kill once a year."

"And it must be annoying.

To schlep all the way here."

"If they join you in Heaven.

"That trip disappears!

You can wave that chore farewell." She took a deep breath.

"It'll be a happy day in..."

She was cut off by Adam.

"Let me stop you right there." Adam began singing. Charlie stopped.

"Oh."

"Save us all precious time."

"Okay..." Charlie hesitated.

"If what you're suggesting.

Is letting them climb.

Up the ladder.

Oh, they'd rather cross the Pearly Gates?"

"Well, uh—" Charlie started, but was stopped by Adam.

"Sorry, sweetie. But there's no defyin' their fates!"

"'Cause Hell is forever.

Whether you like it or not.

Had their chance to behave better.

Now they boil in the pot.

'Cause the rules are black and white.

There's no use in tryin' to fight it. ♫

They're burnin' for their lives.

Until we kill 'em again!"

"Okay, but.."

Adam smiled down at Charlie.

"Just try to chillax, babe.

You're wasting your breath."

Charlie chuckled awakwardly.

"Did I hear you imply.

That they don't deserve death?"

"Are they Winners?

Are they Sinners?

Without the Shifters

It's cut and dry."

"Well, actually, if you take a look..."

"Fair is fair, an eye for an eye, yeah!"

"And when all's said and done,

There's the question of fun.

And for those of us with Divine Ordainment.

Extermination is entertainment!"

"Bow-now-now-nownow

Guitar solo, fuck yeah!"

"Oh, da-ah-ah now-now-n-now-n-now-n-now-n-nownownow!"

 "Hell is forever.

Whether you like it or not."

"Had their chance to behave better.

Now they boil in the pot."

"'Cause the rules are black and white.

There's no use in tryin' to fight it.

They're burnin' for their lives.

Until we kill 'em again!"

"Fuckin' Hell's forever.

And it's meant to suck a lot.

So give up your dumb endeavor.

'Cause you don't have a shot!"

Charlie growled in anger. Her demon form coming out as she burned some of the papers she was holding.

"Long as I've got your attention.

I guess I should probably mention.

That we made the determination.

To move up the next Extermination!"

Charlie's demon form faded away as her eyes widened in horror.

"What?!" She shouted.

"Can't wait a whole year.

To slaughter those little cunts.

I know it's just been a week.

But we'll be back in six months!" Despite being a hologram, Adam grabbed Charlie by the wrist and threw her out the door. Charlie tried to rush back to the door.

"Um, wait, you-you..ugh SHIT!" She shouted, slamming her fist onto the door.

~~~~

//Whew! This is a LONG one. I apologize for that. Let me know if you like it being long, or if I should cut it down.//

[bullet-prooflove]

Country Romps Prompt List

Please check the updated character list on my pinned post to see who I am writing for before submitting a prompt!

Also read the rules and do not forget to put the entire prompt into your ask!

Well, we were sittin' on a truck bed When it started rainin', she said, "I don't mind"

Gettin' down on one knee on her mama's porch Just prayin' she don't say, "No"

Moonlight on the back seat, Breeze through the wires, Springsteen on the speakers, Girl, I'm on fire

Got her dancin' in a white sundress

There's a rumor going 'round about me and you

You weren't really tryin', next thing you know There's a test on the counter, 

'Cause a girl like her on a night like this Make a man wanna stay right where he is

Or the road's too muddy to drive

And your left hand's gettin' used to that ring

You're wearin' scrubs and a funny white hat And the doctor's sayin', "How you doin' there, dad?"

I'm racing through the desert Thinking I can catch her But losing ground in this Chevrolet

Next thing I know I had my blue jeans hangin' on a tree limb

So tell me why we even trying to deny this feeling I feel it, don't you feel it too?

You get to know your wife again And you're more in love than you've ever been

Well, it was four in the mornin' when the storm quit stormin'

We didn't have a towel, didn't have dry clothes She was smilin' and sayin', "Hold me, I'm cold"

We made a blanket out of that sundress

You swear that you're stayin' single, next thing you know You meet a girl at a bar

Cold walk in December Warming up your hands

Blanket down in the backyard

Ask me if I'm staying and I say that I'm sleeping on the floor

I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw Was she counting down the seconds, or maybe having second thoughts?

I awoke to kitchen smoke, you dancin' like God's moved in you before

Sweet hearts kiss in the dark

I can do whatever you want me to do, baby

He's just a boy in working boots It didn't work, so you cut him loose

Remember jumping in the pool when we was fully clothed in August

The wine always affects you in beautiful kind ways

Grab me by the hands Just as callused as I am Say you're proud

I didn't know if we were over, or just on the rocks

'Cause lately I've been needing someone to remind me I'm worth more than just an evening

I met somebody and he's got blue eyes, He opens the door and he don't make me cry

And you've got flames all in your eyes As they reflect the sparkler And you say we'll never die

You were nappin' on my arms on a Sunday afternoon

He's an asshole from back home

Girl, you just don't get it I'd fall right back with one slip

He'd take you home but he's too drunk to drive

Then he meets one that's hurting too While he's kissing her, he's missing you

We buried him out in the wind 'neath the West Coast stars

Go on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like

Well, look in my eyes, I don't wan' to hide I've been waiting for you all damn night

Mama, I'm callin', I've got some news, Don't ya tell daddy, he'll blow a fuse

And oh, they said he hit that guardrail at half past three

[imfinereallyy]

🧡Oh hey there!🧡

Welcome to ✨my blog✨. I'm Rae and I'm just trying my best here. My main topic here is Steddie and Stranger Things all around. I have completely spiraled and hyper fixated on it since Volume 1, and it's been consuming my brain ever since. This post is mainly to say hi!, let you know a few things and give you access to my main posts.

Let this be known as a safe space (especially for the LGBTQ+ community) and I will not tolerate hate. This is a place for kindness and creativity.

I love making friends so feel free to message me, or send me prompts! 🥰

Some of my writing does involve mature themes, so keep that in mind while scrolling. I am 24, and despite feeling like I'm stuck at 16 some days, I am an adult. So please proceed with caution when necessary. I will try my best to properly tag things.

If you want to check out my work on ao3, which has a mix of stuff from tumblr and new stuff, you can click here.

Here is the masterlist of my fics so far! *updated 7/26/23 completely, in process of update 4/26/24

Series:

Father Figures (completed and available on ao3)

pt. 1

pt. 2

I wonder if you look both ways (When you cross my mind) 🐝･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･✦ʚɞ (ongoing)

pt. 1

pt. 2

pt. 3

pt. 4

Tattooed Steve (ongoing)

pt. 1

pt. 2

The Long Con (ongoing) (available on ao3)

pt. 1

pt. 2

Sibling Adventures of El and Steve (ongoing)

(still steddie heavy, and can be read stand-alone, not majorly connected)

Dad's going to be angry

Sleep Demon

Quality Time

more el and steve

✧˖°.AO3 FICS✧˖°.

Craved Oblivion Series (Hunger Games AU) *ongoing*

A Martyr's Lullaby *completed*

tbd

tbd

Better Late than Never (Just Don't Make Me Wait Forever) 

But You'll Have This Place to Call Home, Always 

Father Figures 

The Long Con *ongoing*

Huggin' and a-kissin', dancin' and a-lovin'

One Shots:

Say "I love you" before you go

Father's Day

Good Morning

Is This Okay?

First Kiss

“You Hurt Me” (real title pending)

Take the Crisis Back

Emergency Kiss

Deja Vu

Drugs are Kicking in

Eavesdropping

Placeholders

Celebrate Softly

After the Beep

Track 7

Birthday Parties and Secret Signals

(these are more popular ones/or really recent ones I have too many to list! There are plenty more in my blog if you’re curious. Most should be tagged with #mywriting or #writingprompts)

I also have plenty of writing prompts, as my brain runs a mile a minute, and I adore it when people feel inspired by my writing so feel free to explore.

I hope you enjoy! Get comfy and stay awhile :)

Things I would like to note: Homophobia, Transphobia, Sexism, Racism, etc. are absolutely not tolerated here. As stated earlier the idea is to create a safe space for everyone. If I or anyone that interacts with my blog upsets you, please don't feel shy to message me. My asks (with anon) and messages are open, even if it's just to chat (also keep in mind once again I am an adult). Don't bully the children either, they are just trying their best. Please and thank you. 💖

[frogskelton]

Part one of the scooby doo x team chris is rlly hot (split into parts to check if there is much of a audience and if i type it up and refine all of what u got, im never getting it done)

Part 1 -

“Come on gang,” Alejandro sour mood subtly coming through his tried charismatic voice. “Let’s go,” sounding like all his energy had been drained

“Sure, now what happenied to that charismatic eel, show some energy.” Noah mocked, showing some glee in his tone, while Alejandro gave him minor stink eye.

“Aah guys, I’m so excited!” Owen wrapped his arms around the two. “It was so nice of your dad to let us come to his fancy party, I totally thought he hated our guts, you know you used to.”

“Yeah used to right?” Noah quietly quiped inquirer if at Alejandro.

“Yeah man! I’m gonna show all your family how cool I am, then I’m sure they’ll love me!” Tyler said shoulder excitedly poked up, stunning with his hands.

“Been trying for 17 years, but go right ahead,” Alejandro muttered to himself in Spanish, with only Noah quickly having any clue of what he was saying.

“What was that?” Tyler questioned with puppy dog eyes, tilting his head, with some concern about Alejandro’s uncharacteristically more open sourness. But that concern was overshadowed by the absulute excitement of being invited to what had to be one of the fanciest parties ever, by complete surprise.

“Oh nothing, nothing, just don’t get too excited it’s gonna be a- err- a lot different … to what you’re useddd to.” Alejandro said, trying to turn the charm back on to cover up his distain for everything here.

“Well if you ignore that passive agressiveness, even I think tonight should be pretty alright.” Noah surprisingly said not grumbling.

The sun have almost set in the empty parking lot of the old downtown supermarket, closed down a few years ago but rubbish still plagued the streets. As they messed around by the graffiti covered street lamps, Tyler and Owen swinging round in each other’s arm, and Izzy barking, climbing and riding round in the desolate shopping trolleys. Alejandro leaned against the van, distant from the others, giving himself a moment before driving, staring up at the sky, roudy gleeful, but friendly noises sounding from behind, praying tonight wouldn’t go horridly. Noah appeared next to him, nudging him attempted to check up on him, without being able to say the words. Alejandro looked over at him for a second and back up, before getting ready to drive up to his family’s party.

The drive up the lavish and extensive driveway, it seemed as though it kept dragging on, kept going and going, each perfectly groomed tree felt like they towered over the van. While excitement blared from the back of the back of the van. The gloomy, long driveway and the sound of the wheels, seemed to drown all that out, as Alejandro was left to his corner of the only him and the drive through. Staring at the driveway, as it kept crawling on.

Pulling into the park, Tyler kept on out of the van, leaping straight into the gravel before the van had even stopped moving. “Owwww” he groaned, before pulling himself up, spiting dirt out of his mouth. Next out was Owen then Noah,

“I’m not sure what to do with Izzy,” Owen said looking at the sleeping dog, knowing the second she woke up the walls would turn inside out the roof would be raised. “I want my little other little buddy to get plenty of sleep, but we can’t just leave her in there.”

“I fear we might unleash we dare wake her up” Noah quietly quiped.

“Yeah she can be a bit hyper too hyper, and Al told us to not too be loud or anything, I’ll just give her the keys” Owen said, placing the key next to her scrolling down the window a bit.

“It’s a party you’re meant to have some energy” Tyler said dancin round on the spot, drumming his hands on his legs.

“This is a bit of a dif-“

“Where’s Al?” Noah started before being abruptly cut off by Owen.

“Huh, oh I think he’s still in the car, don’t worry I’ll get him” Tyler said trying to calm himself down before talking to Alejandro, to prevent him from getting irritated at Tyler’s energy.

Alejandro stared at the wheel, everything seemingly fading away, noise scraping his ears, but becoming indistinguishable from the other noises. Tyler knocked on the window, “Hey man, you are doing alright? If you’re like over stimulated or something I think saw your noise cancelling headphones in the back there.”

Tyler’s voice snapped him back to reality.

“I’m… im fine,” Alejandro quietly responded before leaving the mystery machine one hand clutching his other arm and some feeling of nausea caused by stress.

“You sure man? You seem like you’ll need it.” Tyler said rubbing Alejandro’s arm.

“I’M FINE.” Alejandro snapped,”Besides you can’t just where headphones to a formal event, its just - its - you know.” He grumbled

“Peasant like?” Noah sarcastically quipped ignoring Alejandro’s grizzly mood

“Sure that.”

As they walked through the light of the interior felt blinding like a golden bright lights, overwhelmed their eyes, accustomed to the dark. For Alejandro it was like that sign, that cue that for the mask to turn back on, Swiftly turning on the charm wandering off before the others eyes could adjust to the brightness. Mingling with guest attempting to present himself as inhumanely perfect, like Icarus to sun, was him to his charm.

“Where did he,” Noah muttered to himself, scanning the gorgeous room for Alejandro. But God! It would impossible to fail to notice how incredibly fancy the Burromuerto’s place was. Their fortune really was shown off in the regal like interior (and exterior) design. It appeared so incredibly lavish, though strangely cold and felt more like a palace than a home.

Finally Noah notice him talking to a posh looking lady in a bright red dress and using the charisma to hide that strange uncanniness that woman, that Noah could. It was that uncanniness was the subtle way if seeing it, his fears and anxieties, had that subtle way of showing behind the mask. It takes a long time to learn them and and have any clue of what ge really feels behind that layer of charm.

“Maybe he was right, this doesn’t really feel like a party.” Owen whisper to Tyler who seemed like he turned into a weeping angel.

“Yeah, course man, he’s always right, this feels like some fancy ass school assembly, not a party.” Tyler irritatedly whispered.

“I’m not gonna question what kind of school assembles you went to, but like god, man! I miss Geoff parties all of a sudden.” Owen whisper whined, wincing, while shaking Tyler’s shoulders, while dirty glared were shot across the room.

From their more causal outfits to their more relaxed friendliness, made then stick out like a sore thumb. Those posh face staring with snarling noses and mouths that seemed like they were full of fangs. Walking through, despite the wide open space, something made it all feel like squiring together down a tight corridor.

“Shit, I lost that eel in the crowd, where did he slide off some it.” Noah mumbled

“Ahh, don’t worry. He’s probably just going to say hi Yu his dad or something” Owen responded, giving him a reassuring pat on the back.

“Yeah, maybe he’ll go find people who don’t annoy him so bad and who he sees as all smart and perfect like him.” Tyler grumbled, upset shoulders crossed, his frustration felt like it was making him claustrophobic.

“Come on guys, he was probably just having a moment, I’m sure he loves us.” Owen said.

“Really?!” Noah stared like Owen had just claimed he saw some pigs flying.

Attempting to stand tall and proud, while ever noise and every flick felt like a pounding drum right in the ear, trying to shove every bit of shame down and hidden. Charming and mingling with the crowd, anything to make him seem like he was worth being called a Burromuerto. It happened to be a wee bit of rarity for him be told about these kinda events and not just shoed off, since he was considered a black sheep of the family. Like they always saw something off about him, unable to actually achieve that perfect conformity. Why is it an impossible task to be part of your own family.

A boney hand slide onto his shoulder, from a tall dark figure. The figure’s shadow engulfing him.

“I see you’ve met my son,” Alejandro’s father stood behind him, acknowledging him as his son?! And without the usual hint of Shane that permeates his usual voice. He spoke in Spanish in that dignified way that is often used to condescend, but now it felt like a way to elevate him, invite him in. It was a welcome.

“Yes, yes, of cour-“

CRASHHH,

One of the grand windows toppling over the guest, smash with a figure crawling in, as the glass fell outside. Huge, twisted bone, form all hunched covering the window, with sharp joints like it was ready to pounce. Pointed spikey bat like ears, huge wings joint to hideous, dirty, sharp claws and galring eyes red and glowing like a pirates treasure.

“WHAT IN GOD’S NAME?!” Mr Burromuerto cried out at the top of hus lungs, like a performer projecting hus voice for a crowd.

“Noo, why now?!” Alejandro frustratedly whispered to himself, scorning the monster who would dare interupt this.

“Is that?!”

“A Bat man?!” Noah gasped, before Owen concluded with a loud burst.

The monster was no mere thing, toppling over everyone, it’s twisted humanoid body reaching to 8ft.

“Welcome back!” It cackled “Now I’m here to bring you the most exciting, entertaining time of your life.” It yelled out glamming at the crowd.

[gyutaro-shabana-upper6]

Aye your hot wanna chill? ;)

Thanks man! But nah I'm not in the mood to chill right now

I have too much energy to just "chill". I just spent 20 minutes dancin' to rap music. And I broke my dad's chair, please don't tell him.

I always get so hyper around this time, makes me wanna do some crazy shit like I used to.

Like that time I had a lobotomy, or the time I got shot, or even that one time when I went to jail!

[poisonedspider]

dance,   sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

Angel was frozen in shock, probably for what was the first time in his entire life. Death? Afterlife. Yeah, that. The last thing he would ever expect was for Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell himself, to ask him to dance. Him. He didn't quite understand it, and every single part of him wanted to question it. He was desired enough by half of Hell, but half of Hell was full of immoral scum who liked to get down and dirty.

This was Lucifer.

It wasn't like he knew much about Charlie's dad, other than the whole ruler of Hell thing. And when he was around the hotel, he seemed a little bit over the top. In a way, Angel could see the signs because he did it himself - a facade, trying to drown the crippling depression that threatened to burst through the seams. He knew what it was like to put on an act. Or maybe Lucifer was just fucking awkward, who knew.

He realized he had been staring for far too long at the significantly shorter demon, a slight blush staining his white fur as he took his hand, albeit a bit more shy than Angel normally was. "Ah'm not the best at dancin'." He mumbled, before rolling his eyes at himself. "Ah' mean, dancin', yeah. Ah' can move like nobody's business. But, actual....dancin'? Ah' trip over mah' own feet." It was why Husk had to guide him when they had, Angel seeming so unsure and clumsy in his moves. This wasn't a daily grind at the club. Even if he wanted to, Lucifer's crotch was far too low to the ground to seduce him that way.

@widdlestwucifer

[uraveragelonelyhuman]

Louis & Mitch x Reader who loves to dance

LOUIS

One thing if your dancing he's right there dancin' with you

It's a given

It's not full blown dancing, y'know those dances you have when you have energy to burn?

He's gonna be watching you do that

But like with full blown love

He doesn't care if it's in public

Fuck that

Doesn't care who's watching, who's around

His literal enemy could be around

But boy is immediately jumping out of his seat and joining you

Lifes too short to care what people think of you, especially after the world goes to shit

He has this little thing where he HAS to dip you

He doesn't know why

It may be the fact when everything was okay before the apocalypse

When his parents were still together and before their divorce and before he was shipped off to Ericson

His parents were like very in love, he could tell

That's a fact why he felt so guilty after what he had done to their marriage

Even from a young age

He would see his mom and dad dancing around like those people on TV

He also loved those movies where couples would be dancing anywhere, mainly in the rain

He always wanted that

And he would join in on his parents dancing when young

So to see you dancing around made him think that he has actually accomplished something

Something that he wanted since he was young, or something his parents had who were visibly in love

So yeah, he's dancing with you

Cause he shows his love, a very bubbly and affectionate boy

May crack a few jokes while dancing but never at your dancing or at you

Slow dance with him, especially if it's raining.

You have too

Won't forgive you if he asked and you don't

A grudge he will hold onto forever

Slow dancing is something he loves because he gets to hold you

It reminds him of what he has and that he has someone who loves him just as much

MITCH

He didn't get why you danced

But hey, if you liked it you liked it

He secretly loved it though

He watches, like, everytime he sees you dancing

He's watching

Like a damn hawk

He won't up and join you in public

But alone?

Hell yeah

Someone might walk in on you both dancing like wild men but he won't care at that point

He'll probably dance with you, not slow dancing, he isn't that romantic like Louis

But he'll spin you, hell, he'll even dip you

He'll maybe even pick you up and spin you

It gives him some nostalgia

Before it all he had a little sister, he doesn't know what happened to her but before he love her

His sister watched shows where people danced

His family didn't have enough money, but his little sister was in dance class

His little was very close with him and adored him

They had an age gap, she was maybe 4-5 he was 10-11

His sister was in ballet

So he would help her practice

He would spin and pick her up

I think that's why he liked spinning you, like those small ones where you hold your S/O's hand over their head and spin them

It comforted him a little with some nostalgia

He also found it funny when you would just drag him into your dancing

He's just sitting there and yelps as you come in and drag him into it

Thinks your crazy sometimes

But eh, he loves you

So who cares