#hard 808 beat

[purplesixbeats]

💀 [ FREE ] Trippy Beat Hard Distorted 808 Rap Beat || Brainfood

[indepthjaybeats]

Bigg Dogg (instrumental)

"Bigg Dogg" by Indepthjaybeats is a modern trap beat that showcases the producer’s ability to blend innovation and intensity seamlessly. This instrumental is characterized by updated synths that captivate the listener, hard-hitting drums with expertly timed stops, and a surprising beat switch at the 1:42 mark that transitions from trap to drill and back again. The result is a dynamic and engaging track that keeps the audience hooked from start to finish.

The track opens with synths that immediately grab attention. These updated synths are cutting-edge, featuring intricate sound design that sets "Bigg Dogg" apart from other trap beats. The synths create a rich, immersive soundscape, layering melodic and harmonic elements that are both complex and mesmerizing. Their futuristic tones add a fresh and contemporary feel to the track, showcasing Indepthjaybeats' talent in sound crafting. These synths are not just background fillers but are integral to the overall vibe, constantly evolving and keeping the listener engaged.

Complementing the synths are the hard-hitting drums that drive the rhythm with relentless energy. The drums in "Bigg Dogg" are designed to hit hard, with deep kicks, sharp snares, and rapid hi-hats creating a powerful and commanding presence. The drum patterns are complex and varied, featuring dope stops that add a level of unpredictability and excitement. These stops create tension and release within the beat, making it more dynamic and interesting. The hard-hitting nature of the drums ensures that the track maintains a high level of intensity throughout, making it perfect for both listening and performance environments.

At the 1:42 mark, "Bigg Dogg" takes a surprising and exciting turn. The beat switches from its initial trap rhythm to a drill beat, showcasing Indepthjaybeats’ versatility and creativity. This transition is executed flawlessly, with the drill beat introducing a darker, grittier vibe. The drill section features characteristic rapid hi-hats, deep 808s, and syncopated rhythms that are synonymous with the genre. This switch not only adds variety to the track but also keeps the listener on their toes, providing a fresh burst of energy and intrigue.

After the drill section, the beat seamlessly transitions back to the original trap rhythm. This return to the trap beat is handled with finesse, ensuring that the overall flow of the track remains cohesive. The ability to switch between genres and still maintain a unified sound is a testament to Indepthjaybeats' production skills. The transitions are smooth and well-timed, making the beat feel like a carefully crafted journey rather than a disjointed collection of ideas.

The production quality of "Bigg Dogg" is top-notch, with each element clearly defined and balanced within the mix. The updated synths are bright and clear, the drums hit with precision, and the 808s are deep and resonant. This level of production excellence ensures that the track sounds polished and professional, suitable for a wide range of applications from background music to the foundation for a full song.

In summary, "Bigg Dogg" by Indepthjaybeats is a standout modern trap beat that features updated synths, hard-hitting drums with dope stops, and a unique beat switch from trap to drill and back. The track's dynamic structure, high production quality, and innovative elements make it a compelling and memorable listening experience. Indepthjaybeats' ability to blend different genres and create a cohesive sound showcases their talent and creativity, ensuring that "Bigg Dogg" will resonate with fans of modern trap music and beyond.

[biolumien]

Tired and sleepy reader who gets affectionate 10x more than usual with soushiro...... fluff

notes: short and cute... soft and sweet... im very sleepy all the time. this speaks to me. obligatory soundtrack for this lil' thing is this album.

nights like these

soshiro hoshina x gn!reader no warnings apply, they're just cute. word count: 808

“it’s 3 AM,” hoshina whispers, leaning close to your face. “you know that, right?” 

it’s been an ever-increasing habit of yours to call hoshina over right before you went to bed—you’d frequently call him over in the middle of the night, to increasingly later and later hours–and yet he’d show up each time, without fail. you’d texted him in the middle of the night, holding your phone close to your face, rubbing at your eye as you blearily texted for him to come over.

“mm,” you whine sleepily, reaching out to touch his face, letting your thumbs brush across his cheeks.. “hoshinaa.”

“yes?” hoshina’s voice was soft as he rested his hands on the bed, letting himself lean into your touches. as your thumbs brushed across the corners of his lips, you could feel the way his smile quirked upwards into your touch. one of his fangs poked out a little bit, teasingly biting the pad of your thumb. you whine, ever so softly, and he laughs fondly, pressing his face closer to yours. “what is it?” “stay,” you mumble. “don’t want you to go. stay here.”

“mm.” hoshina’s hands reached up to wrap around your wrists, his thumb brushing the back of your hands. “greedy. i still have things to do, you know.”

“no you don’t,” you protest, brushing your face against his. you can feel the way he shivers against your skin,  “‘m asking you to sleep with me, soshiro, what could be more important?”

“mm…” hoshina’s voice turns into a low drawl–you can feel the way his voice vibrates in his chest. “just don’t wanna get caught. the rest of the third division’s never gonna let this go if they find me…” though as he says this, he’s gently pushing at you ever so slightly, nudging you deeper into your bed, trying to make room for him. “c’mon, darling dearest. move a little bit for me.”

you shift backwards a little, yawning a bit as hoshina takes off his jacket, throwing it somewhere on the floor behind him as he pulls up your covers, slotting himself neatly beside you. you yawn again, pressing your face into his collarbone as soon as he’s settled. for how lithe he is, his chest is hard, too–firm and tensed with muscle. you can feel the way his heart beats, slow and steady. 

he hums, wrapping one of his arms around you, pulling you closer.

“you’re so needy, y’know?” hoshina teases, running a hand through your hair. “what am i gonna do with you?”

“mmh,” you kiss his neck, and his skin is warm. he smells faintly of something sweet and clean, and he chuckles.

“hey, i’m talkin’ to you…” he yawns a bit, his body tensing a little bit as he entangles his legs with yours, leaning forward to bury his face in the nape of your neck. “mm…”

“how was work today?” you ask, gently touching at the nape of his neck. he feels warm, a tactile weight beneath your hands, and you can’t help but feel the desperate desire to swallow him fully, fully entangling yourself in him–till you wouldn’t be able to tell where you start and where he ends. 

“mm. fine. boring,” hoshina says. “filin’ paperwork keeps me up all night. needed t’write up a report. i’d much rather be out there fightin’.” he presses a kiss to your neck as well, almost biting down against your skin. you shudder, entangling your hands in his hair. “how about you?”

“boring,” you respond. you tilt hoshina’s head up slightly, blinking up at him. his scarlet eyes were ever-so-slightly narrowed with sleep, his expression intense even though his body belied his weariness, how exhausted he really was. but his face is so fond–a fondness that makes your throat squeeze, almost. you lean up to slot your lips together, and he hums ever so slightly, moving his lips against yours sleepily.

“this is the highlight of my day,” you murmur against his lips, and he chuckles.

“sap,” he teases. 

“mm. shut it, you. you’re the one in my bed right now,” you mumble, pressing closer to him.

“only after you asked,” hoshina says, but his hand around you is firm, protective–possibly even a little possessive as it moves to the small of your back. 

“negotiation’s one of my best traits,” you tease.

“it is,” hoshina says, ever so fondly. his hand reaches up to brush your hair from your face. “n’you’re lucky i love you, and you’re cute when you ask.”

you hum, leaning into his touch, kissing his palm. 

“i’m sleepy,” you complain, a pout coming across your lips.

“then sleep,” hoshina says, kissing you again on the lips. “i’ll be here.”

“mhm,” you mumble, letting your eyes fall shut as you tuck yourself against hoshina, feeling the warm embrace of sleep take you into its arms.

[beatsforstreets]

Studio Junky is a modern trap instrumental with a dope 808. Most modern trap instrumentals use one boring 808; however, music Jason Szklarek made sure to switch up the 808 and give it a unique bounce. So all my club people, this instrumental is for you, and where are my rappers?

[kisses4reid]

warnings: distress, the need to be clean, mentions of blood

you threw the bar of soap across the bathroom and flicked on the tap with dry anger.

the dirt and grime wouldn’t wash off no matter how hard you scrubbed at your fingertips. your chest rose and fell in an alarming rate, but nothing could take your attention away from the sink.

heart beating in your ears like an 808 drum, teeth gnawing at the inside of your bottom lip, you glance up at your own distressed reflection and feel a wave of tears rapidly approaching.

you raked your shaking soapy hands through your hair to calm it down, though now it just looked like a power washed bird’s nest. a large sigh escaped you as you ripped your eyes off the mirror and down onto your hands once again.

the dirt and grime wouldn’t wash off.

“y/n?”

you spun on your dirt-stained sneakers to be met with the last person you wanted to see.

hotchner’s tie was loose, hair stuck up in places you had never seen it go before. you knew you looked worse.

pushing your knotted hair behind your ears, you turn with a wobbling smile back to the sink to continue your raging cleanliness. “hi hotch.” you croak out.

you hadn’t even heard the door open over your own racing thoughts. the fluorescent lights and bare bathroom walls weren’t offering any distractions.

your stomach rumbled, your whole body shook and your fingers weren’t getting any fucking cleaner.

hotch approached you carefully like you were a feral dog (you felt like one), and stared down into the sink. you noticed his stare and soon enough couldn’t hold back any tears from pouring out.

you bit your lip as hard as you could but nothing could stop your abusive actions.

“y/n, you’re bleeding. stop.”

your eyes cleared of tears and you noticed how the brown from the dirt was seeping into the blood from your fingertips.

“the dirt won’t come off, hotch.” you whispered. your shoulders slumped and you started crying with no attempt to stop yourself.

you felt like you could never be clean, never be free, nothing could ever strip away what you had been through. you felt so dirty and yet no matter how hard you scrubbed and scratched and tore, nothing would get rid of your memories.

hotch placed his calloused hands around your protesting ones, firmly holding them still and looking you in the eyes. “look at me.”

you didn’t, instead trying to rip free from his hold.

“look at me, y/n.”

you glanced at his eyes and stopped all movements. the lights flickered overhead and hotch studied you for long moments before removing one hand from yours and grabbing the back of your head to make it rest on his shoulder.

your arms flung across his broad back and you sobbed into his suit. he flattened and hand on your back and smoothed out your stained and ripped shirt. “i’m so sorry y/n.”

the two of you spent the next half an hour cleaning your hands until you were satisfied. hotch never left your side, his hands never left yours. he was full of reassuring comments and remarks, he managed to make the corner of your mouth twitch at one point.

your hands would never feel clean, but at least with the help of hotch, they looked it.

[jimintomystery]

MST3K's most wanted

I've been organizing my Mystery Science Theater 3000 collection, so I've become preoccupied with the handful of episodes that are not easily available, and the reasons why. In case in anyone else is interested, I thought I'd share what I've learned.

For our purposes we'll be focusing on the ten seasons that aired on cable, from 1989 to 1999. With the post-2017 episodes, it's trivial to purchase them on home video or streaming. And the pre-cable stuff, from KTMA, is widely available as bootleg footage, which is probably about as good as you're ever going to get. But the episodes from the cable era have been notoriously difficult to re-release, and require special attention.

Of the 176 MST3K episodes that aired on cable, 166 have been released on home video, and 145 are available for streaming/download on the Gizmoplex. As someone who's been trying to collect the whole series since the 1990s, I think that's pretty impressive. But there are 40 episodes that have been particularly tricky. Let's take a look, won't you?

Currently available on the Gizmoplex, but never on home video (1):

913 - Quest of the Delta Knights

As I understand it, nobody was sure who owned the rights to this movie, or how to contact them, for years. The situation has only recently been cleared up, perhaps too late for a DVD release.

Currently available on the Gizmoplex, but out of print on home video (8):

203 - Jungle Goddess

317 - Viking Women and the Sea Serpent

319 - War of the Colossal Beast

510 - The Painted Hills

619 - Red Zone Cuba

806 - The Undead

808 - The She-Creature

912 - The Screaming Skull

It looks like all of these went out of print due to being on a set where a different episode's rights expired. Theoretically Shout Factory could re-release any of them in a "Lost and Found" set, but that may not be cost-effective as people move away from collecting physical media.

Currently available on home video and MST3K's official YouTube, but not on the Gizmoplex (1):

615 - Kitten with a Whip (Vol. 25 DVD, 2012)

Kitten is one of the Universal movies that could only be licensed for physical media. And yet, it's the only one I can find on the official YouTube channel. Beats me why that is.

Currently available on home video, but not on the Gizmoplex (16):

401 - Space Travelers (Vol. 32 DVD, 2015)

522 - Teen-Age Crime Wave (Vol. 33 DVD, 2015)

524 - 12 to the Moon (Vol. 35 DVD, 2016)

601 - Girls Town (Vol. 39 DVD, 2017)

605 - Colossus and the Headhunters (Vol. 38 DVD, 2017)

614 - San Francisco International (Vol. 32 DVD, 2015)

704 - The Incredible Melting Man (Vol. 36 DVD, 2016)

801 - Revenge of the Creature (Vol. 25 DVD, 2012)

802 - The Leech Woman (25th Anniversary Edition DVD, 2013)

803 - The Mole People (Vol. 26 DVD, 2013)

804 - The Deadly Mantis (Vol. 27 DVD, 2013)

805 - The Thing That Couldn't Die (Vol. 29 DVD, 2013)

814 - Riding With Death (Vol. 36 DVD, 2016)

815 - Agent for H.A.R.M (Vol. 33 DVD, 2015)

901 - The Projected Man (Vol. 30 DVD, 2014)

1013 - Diabolik (Vol. 39 DVD, 2017)

I was able to find the DVD sets listed above on Shout Factory's website. As far as I know, they'll remain in print for the foreseeable future, but there's no way to know how long that will last.

The general pattern with these episodes is that the movies are owned by major studios that would only license them for physical media. Columbia owns Teen-Age Crime Wave and 12 to the Moon. MGM owns Girls Town and The Incredible Melting Man. Paramount owns Diabolik. But the big player here is Universal, which controls the rights to Space Travelers, San Francisco International, Revenge of the Creature, Leech Woman, Mole People, Deadly Mantis, Thing That Couldn't Die, Riding With Death, Agent for H.A.R.M., and Projected Man.

The odd man out here is Colossus and the Headhunters; I can't find any info on who owns the rights to this film, which may be part of the problem.

The real hard cases, the stickiest of wickets, are below...

Released on home video, but now out of print (5):

212 - Godzilla vs. Megalon (Vol. 10 DVD, 2006)

309 - The Amazing Colossal Man (VHS, 1996)

910 - The Final Sacrifice (Vol. 17 DVD, 2010)

1001 - Soultaker (Vol. 14 DVD, 2009)

1012 - Squirm (Turkey Day Collection DVD, 2014)

Megalon and Colossal Man were both recalled when rights issues came up after they were released. Oops. These were produced by Rhino, back before Shout Factory took over.

The Final Sacrifice is particularly tough to find, even unofficially, because director Tjardus Greidanus is very aggressive about tracking down download links. I always figured someone was similarly possessive of Soultaker, since it's clearly a passion project, but that's purely my speculation.

The Turkey Day DVD set is still available on Amazon at a reasonable price, so Squirm is still relatively accessible for now.

Never released on home video or streaming (9):

201 - Rocketship X-M

213 - Godzilla vs. the Sea Monster

311 - It Conquered the World

416 - Fire Maidens of Outer Space

418 - Attack of the the Eye Creatures

807 - Terror from the Year 5000

809 - I was a Teenage Werewolf

905 - The Deadly Bees

906 - The Space Children

In 2017, Shout released its final (?) MST3K DVD collection, which included Satellite Dishes, a compilation of host segments from episodes that "may never get a legitimate release." This included the nine listed above, as well as The Amazing Colossal Man and Quest for the Delta Knights. Of course, Delta Knights eventually got a digital-only release, which is cause for a glimmer of hope. But the others are probably tougher nuts to crack.

Wade Williams owned the rights to Rocketship X-M and had a particular sentimental attachment to the film. His death in 2023 may make it easier to negotiate with his estate, but I wouldn't count on that being a swift process.

Godzilla vs. Megalon and Godzilla vs. The Sea Monster are part of a prestigious franchise, and it's remarkable MST3K got away with riffing on Godzilla movies in the first place. I get the impression that Japanese culture doesn't particularly appreciate the sort of mockery MST3K is known for, so the rights to these two movies may be a long, long shot. Then again I used to think there was no hope of for the Gamera episodes too.

Fire Maidens, Deadly Bees, and Space Children are owned by Olive Films, and currently licensed to Paramount. It's possible a deal can be made later on, but not until the current arrangement expires.

The major bugbear for MST3K fandom is Susan Hart, the widow of American International Pictures co-founder James Nicholson. One way or another the AIP catalog was split up and Hart laid claim to several of their films, including Amazing Colossal Man, It Conquered the World, Eye Creatures, Terror from the Year 5000, and Teenage Werewolf. Hart's price for licensing her movies is very high, and it seems Shout has given up negotiating with her. I suppose the situation could change when she passes away, but I'd feel rather silly hoping for an old woman to die just so I can pay 8 bucks to watch robots laugh at a werewolf movie.

In conclusion, I've already purchased all the movies available on the Gizmoplex (I got most of them in a Kickstarter reward package), and the 31 that aren't available there can be obtained by, ahem, other means. So it's a great time to be an MST3K fan, and I'm still amazed how easy it is to watch the show nowadays.

[shwazzberryswriting]

Cramped Spaces 5

Pairing: Jisung x Femme Reader | [Y/N]

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT, One Shot, Smut, Sequel Fic, Tight Spaces

Summary: Jisung only has time for one minute of bliss in the bathroom with his girlfriend Cramped Spaces 1 | Cramped Spaces 2 | Cramped Spaces 3 | Cramped Spaces 4

Word count: 1.6k

Rating/Warnings: Not Beta Read, Drug Usage (Alcohol and Marijuana) Mature Sexual Themes and Explicit Sexual Material: Blow Job, Bathroom Sex at a House Party

If any mature/sexual themes involving Jisung makes you uncomfortable please do not read or interact.

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: I didn't think this sequel would happen (much less so quickly!) but when I heard Yugyeom's "One Minute" I immediately was inspired to write this piece.

Apologies in advance for any mistakes and I hope I did justice to the fantasy to everyone who's checked this series out!

Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions

He was drunk. Low growl against her ear as he bent forward, fingers warming her back. His dark tendrils covered his eyes.

Boozy kisses laced with weed and tobacco as his long fingers groped her ass. Letting her press him up against the sink as she gripped onto his arms.

Body hot - senses numb - as the bass beats outside were reverberating into the dimly lit bathroom, only one buzzing bulb left working. Soon to die - but it was enough light for her to admire Jisung’s flushed cheeks, bottom lip darkened red as he bit down on it. Large hands kneading her ass.

He pulled her in for another kiss, one hand touching her neck. She moaned into his lips. Grasping onto his hair as his hands roamed to her hips. He pushed her up against the wall, standing up straight to hover over her.

A loud knock on the bathroom door broke her out of Jisung’s intoxicating haze, his body firm - burning up like a space heater on full blast. She shook her head, letting go of his hair.

Jisung seemed to not have heard the knock, refusing to look away from her. Her mind flared hot blank as Jisung pressed his hips against her, making his hardening cock rub against the lower side of her belly. Clit throbbing as his cock pulsed against her.

“So hot,” she breathed against his lips, hands cupping his cheeks so he’d keep his eyes on her. Looking ready to ruin her with his eyebrows furrowed, grip on her hips firm. “I love your cock Jisung.”

Another knock. They both jumped - Jisung groaned, body pressing her up against the wall. His cock radiating harder against her. Even through his joggers and her dress she felt it burn up.

“Jisung! We gotta leave!” Chenle shouted, knocking harder. The low voiced rapping from the speakers outside with the 808 beats became louder as Jisung kissed her lips. Fingers kneading her left breast, under her bra. “You take too long, and I'm leaving you here!”

The music continued to shake the walls as she broke their kiss, moaning as he pinched her nipple. His dirty musk blending in with his expensive Byredo perfume, making her dizzy.

She pushed his hands off of her before kissing him. Her hand pressing against his hot cock. Tongue shoving into his mouth as he rested against the sink counter.

Feeling his body shaking against her as she stroked him through his clothes. Her pussy ached knowing how hard he was. She immediately pulled Jisung’s joggers and boxer down to his ankles as she got onto her knees, wanting to look at his cock.

Kicking off her cheap open toe heels, shivering as the cool tiles were hard against her knees. Mouth watering as the smooth woodsy musk of his perfume rushed up her sinuses. Feeling his body tremble, mouth wanting to taste her boyfriend’s cock.

The music stalled - her ears flooded with his soft moan as she planted a wet kiss against the top of his happy trail. Tongue gliding down his trimmed pubes, saliva wetting his skin - new high tempo rap song reverberating with her oversensitive nerves.

“I can make you come in one minute,” she said, hand wrapping around his wet stiffening cock. Pressing a kiss against the underside of his shaft. Eyes fighting to remain open as his musk infiltrated her nose. “Jisung, let Chenle know we only need one minute.”

He grunted, hands reaching out to touch the top of her head. Eyes wide - lips parted - as he fought not to blink. Watching her looking up at him, his long wet cock in her hands.

His heavy pants - his chest heaving - sent heat rushing down to her clit. Wiggling her hips as she craved for his cock. She planted kisses all along his shaft, sucking on his tip before her kisses went down to his balls. Fingers continually stroking him, making sure he was hard.

Eyes locked with his, she swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock when she made her way back up. Nipples aching as his perfume’s scent overtook the marijuana smoke they’d created.

Heat riding up her back as his eyebrows furrowed, looking desperate with his mouth hanging open. Grimaces cutting in as he fought hard not to blink - staring at his girlfriend sucking his cock.

Waiting for him to shut his eyes - gentle suck on the tip inside her mouth to get his hips to buck - before she wrapped her mouth around his precum covered tip. Hollowing her cheeks as she took in more of Jisung’s cock.

All she saw was his milky, smooth neck as he had his face tilted up toward the ceiling. Stomach flexing with shaking thighs as he grunted, hands at the top of her head.

Humming as her left hand massaged his ballsack, feeling his cock wiggle when she tugged on it. Bobbing her head back and forth, consumed with Jisung’s addictive scent overtaking her senses. Throat hot and stretched as his cock filled her up.

Jaw hurting as she kept her mouth open to keep sucking Jisung’s throbbing cock. Pussy aching - hips wiggling - as she sucked up his precum and her saliva. Keeping his tip down her throat, shoving against her tonsils. Body throbbing as the heat of his cock lit up her fleshy throat.

A loud knock on the bathroom door made Jisung grab her hair hard as he stood up straight. Her groan was muffled by his cock shoved down her throat, scalp burning as Jisung loosened his hold.

She coughed as he let her go, his cock leaving the warmth of her mouth and throat. Eyes burning - vision slightly blurry - she kept her hands on his cock. Stroking him as he looked over at the locked door. Golden knob jingling before another loud knock shook the pastel blue painted door.

“Jisung! Are you almost done?” Chenle’s voice was raised a few notes - ringing loudly as the music died. His huff was audible as his boots began to stomp away. “I’m about to leave bro!”

A new bass beat began blaring, loud chatter joining the wall-shaking music. Jisung moaned as she flicked her tongue up against his precum covered tip.

Wanting more of the briny taste of his cum. Sucking in more of him as her left hand palmed his balls. Wet with sweat and the mess dribbling out of the corners of her mouth.

“One minute!” Jisung’s eyes were shut, brows furrowed. Mouth wide open as he breathed in shallow breaths. Fingers curled into her hair as he grasped onto her firm, burning her scalp in sweet pain. Her clit throbbed as he thrust against her mouth, her left hand grabbing his flexing thigh for leverage. Throat and nose stuffed with her ears ringing. “One minute!”

Coming up for air, she gagged. Spitting up her saliva onto his cock. Collecting it into her fists as she stroked Jisung fast. Eyes burning and wet as she blinked the tears away.

Breathing loudly through her mouth - throat feeling stretched, burning as the heat of his cock faded. The only thing she tasted and smelt was his alluring perfume. Salty precum blending in tartly as she swallowed.

“Come in my mouth Jisung,” she whispered against his cherry red mushroomed head. “I’ll swallow it. Please, Jisung, give me your cum.”

His hips shook - a low moan coming out of him - as she licked and kissed his shaft, moving up toward the tip. Mouth enveloping his mushroomed head, she sucked as her hands pumped his cock. He released her hair, one hand cupping her chin. Loud chest shaking grunt as his hot cum burst into her mouth.

Palm resting flat at the top of her head, he breathed heavily through his mouth. Hissing before he tried to quiet his moan. Her hands warmed up, caressing his sweaty hips and thighs as his muscles tensed and relaxed, flexing as he came down from his orgasm.

Quietly, she swallowed his cum - creamy hot fluid sliding down her throat. Tongue flicking his tip before tasting more of his salty, musky cum.

Knees numb, jaw feeling like it’d come undone. A pinch at her lower back as she inhaled the scent of Jisung’s addictive musk. Standing up with his help as he kissed her cheek.

“Thanks babe,” he said before planting another kiss on her neck. “We’ll continue this once we get home.”

Wordlessly, she hugged him. Nodding as they shared bashful grins. Body radiating - pussy wet and aching - as she let him go. Knowing they’d been in the bathroom for a little longer than a minute.

Trying so hard not to think about what Jisung would do to her neglected pussy later. She looked away from his long fingers ripping toilet paper. He cleaned up before pulling his loose white cotton joggers back on.

She gargled her mouth with clear mint mouthwash she found inside the medicine cabinet. Wincing when she spat the spicy stuff down the sink. Finally looking in the mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Not bad considering she’d given Jisung the sloppiest blowjob yet. She just needed to wipe up her eyes - faded kohl the only makeup left. She dabbed on some lip oil before brushing the flyaway tangles Jisung created when he’d grabbed her hair. Adjusting her top back into place before Jisung took her hand and they exited the bathroom together.

“This party is boring,” Haechan said, meeting them at the opening to the kitchen. Eyes bloodshot and heavily hooded. Knuckles turning white as he gripped the nearly empty glass bottle in his left hand. Tilting his head back as he drained it. “Chenle’s already out the door. Where have you two been?”

“We were away for just one minute,” Jisung said, holding her hand firm as he led them out the front door.

--- Thank you for reading! Let me know what you think! 📮

[nanamikentoseyebags]

SONGS THEY MAKE LOVE TO YOU TO | JJK EDITION

SATORU GOJO - GET IT BY DANIEL CAESAR & KALI UCHIS

And when we're making love, uh

Your cries, they can be heard from far and wide

It's only the two of us

Everything need between those thighs.

Satoru always chooses something of r&b and smooth soul. Soft and rhythmic melodies that change one after another set the pace of the precise moves of his hips, making you squirm under his big body, reaching your peak for the nth time a night. If he's in a particularly good mood, he may hum some lines from songs without taking his magnetic eyes off your doe and watery ones, ignoring the way sweet little pleads escape your plump lips. Don't worry he'll make sure you understand that everything he needs is indeed between your thighs, while you're tugging on his white locks.

SUGURU GETO - FREE ANIMAL BY FOREIGN AIR

Free animal, free animal

My heart beats in patters to the broken sound

Free animal, free animal

You're the only one that can calm me down.

Suguru sees music as an integral part of the art of lovemaking, he puts on a record to set the mood of the night. Sprawled out on the big bed, he likes to watch you slowly shed your clothes, swaying your hips in time with the music. Suguru will make sure that the soft vibrations spreading throughout you are not only from the beat of the songs, but from his masterful tongue that's dancing all over your naked body. Geto slowly grazes the curves of your hips with his fingertips, slowly moving to the small of your back, causing it to arch further. And maybe in moments like this he does turn into an animal, cause the pace of his thrusts is purely animalistic.

KENTO NANAMI - 808 HEARTBEAT BY HUNTAR

You fall deep, made time fly

You sound sweet like a lullaby

So I take control

Love lifts us up where we belong

I hear you sing it like its our song.

The best song that he has ever heard is your moans that's for sure. Thus Kento doesn't really need any music to get in the mood or listen to during the process, cause he doesn't want to hear anything but sweet babbles and shameless moans escaping your parted lips. BUT he definitely can use it during the foreplay. Yet the moment you're pressed against his strong body with your arms tied above your head, your shaky breathes and quiet whimpers are the only music to his ears. He'll be gentle if you want him to but he'll always take control, making you reach the highest note as you come undone right before his eyes.

TOJI FUSHIGURO - KEEP IT DOWN BY MIGRANT MOTEL

I got you stuck in my teeth

I'll show you what to believe

Tracing my face with your nails

I’ll let you know when to breathe.

With his huge hand around your throat it's hard to concentrate on anything rather than the way his hips move with an unprecedented speed and very much in time with the music playing in the background. Toji at first wasn't impressed with the idea of turning on some songs while making love but now his face tells you otherwise. He seems to genuinely enjoy it, pounding into you from behind and making a little concert of his own with precise smacks on your ass. He'll ask you to pick some songs next time, too.

RYOMEN SUKUNA - LURK BY THE NEIGHBORHOOD

I fuck 'cause I need to, I fuck when I want

I'll fuck you in love, even though it is not

I'll fucking digest you one kiss at a time

You wish I was yours and I hope that you're mine.

He doesn't really care about musical accompaniment when it comes to sex. But something in him clicks the moment he hears that song playing in the background while you quietly go about your business. He doesn't hesitate for a second, pressing you against the wall with all his weight, his huge figure looming over you and smirking contentedly, creating a trap you can't escape from. Sukuna begins to gently run his hands all over your body, letting you relax slightly under his soft touch as the next moment his teeth are on your neck, abusing the soft skin, leaving bright red reminders of this night on his way. Your nails leaving crescent marks on his back. Now you know what to put on if you want him to go absolutely feral.

[angelsdevils]

Nanami Kento

Title: Bodyguard's Embrace SFW Word Count: 808 Requested by: @shelly-ya

You stood in front of your now ex-boyfriend, he had been cheating on you for quite some time and you had just learned of the truth. He tried to convince you he wasn’t cheating but you had seen it with your own eyes. Not far, Nanami stood there watching the interaction. He stayed out of sight to give you privacy but he was still there. 

“I think you are overreacting, (Y/N).” 

“I am not overreacting, we are done. I have the photos, and people who saw you told me. Then you brought her to my home.”

“(Y/N), it meant nothing. Just a mistake,” 

“Stop it, (ex), we are done.” 

You turned away from him, but he growled and grabbed your wrist pulling you back. Nanami was there in a flash, gripping your ex’s wrist tightly.

“Let. Her. Go.” 

“Nanami,” you said softly. He looked at you behind his glasses and motioned for you to get in the car the moment your ex let go. You got into the car without saying anything. Nanami was furious as he shoved your ex against the wall.

“You come near her again, and I will break every bone in your body.”

“Chill dude, I am just trying to talk with her.”

“She is done talking, and made it clear. Stay away from her.” 

Nanami’s voice was harsh, direct, and professional. Yet above all else, his voice gave off a warning, a deadly warning. Nanami got into the driver’s side and started to drive off. 

“You know, Nanami, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I take my duties as your bodyguard very seriously. I thought I told you to tell me where you are going, what if I wasn’t there?”

“He wouldn’t have hurt me.”

“He already did,”

“Wh- oh, you heard the conversation.”

“Indeed, I did. I wasn’t going to step in, but then he grabbed you.”

You fell silent, it was embarrassing that he knew about what happened. You looked out the window, as Nanami drove you back home. He got out of the car and opened it for you, helping you out. He was always a gentleman to you. He walked you to the door as you unlocked it. You walked in, and Nanami turned to leave but you gently grasped his wrist.

“Wait… Nanami.”

“Yes, (Y/N)?”

“Can you stay? I don’t really want to be alone right now.” 

Nanami was silent as he stared at you, his eyes only saw pain. He nodded his head walking into the house. 

“I will stay as long as you want me too.”

“Thank you, I know it's outside of your pay rate to comfort someone with a broken heart. But I ju-”

Nanami pulled you into his chest, you let a surprise gasp. Nanami had found it hard to maintain his stoic facade since he had trained himself to be an impassive guardian. But he had gotten to know you over the years and couldn’t help but fall in love with you. 

You relaxed against him, gripping his suit’s jacket, balling it in your fists.

“I don’t care about what's inside my pay rate when it comes to you. I will stay as long as you want me to. Even if it means doing overtime.” 

“You hate overtime.”

“I know, but for you, I don’t mind.” He mumbled, stroking your hair. You relaxed against his hold, hugging him tightly.

“Thank you, Nanami.” 

“You are welcome, (Y/N). Promise me one thing though.”

“What?”

“Don’t stay hung up on him for too long. He didn’t deserve you, and he isn’t worth your tears.” Nanami said, his voice was rough but gentle, his large frame covered you entirely, and his scent filled your nostrils. You couldn’t help but melt into him. 

“I promise, Nanami.”

He pulled back slightly, and looked into your eyes. His hands gently stroked your cheeks, he didn’t need to say words because the look in his eyes said everything you needed to know. You gave him a small smile, and he slowly leaned down pressing his lips to yours. 

Your heart skipped a beat,but you slowly started to kiss back. His lips were gentle, and the way his hands cupped your face, had you forgetting every bad thing in your life. He parted from the kiss and casually nudged his nose with yours before parting. 

You tried to lean up to kiss him, but he pressed a finger to your lips. 

“Get over your ex first, and then I will give you all the kisses you want.”

You pouted slightly but smiled nodding your head. He led you to the living room, before he made you a bowl of ice cream. He set it in your lap and clicked on your favorite movie. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, so you could lean against him.

[dearsnow]

WON’T STOP RUNNING (‘TIL WE REACH THE SUN)

- it’s just you, your best friend, the sunset, and a heap of buried feelings in a big grass field. (jacaerys velaryon x gn!reader, modern au, fluff)

word count: 808

a/n - a fic for a fandom i’m not hyperfixated on anymore 🤯 it’s a bit rushed and not proofread, but i hope someone can get some enjoyment out of it anyways 😭 somewhat based on woodland by the paper kites

You smile, squinting at the pink and yellow sky. Jacaerys is in front of you, hair set alight by the dying sun and a sparkle in both of his eyes. “Come on, don’t waste the moment!” He shouts, urging you forward.

The grass field around you is large and slightly slanted. Wild grasses cover the expanse, tall and blowing in the breeze. It’s nearing the end of spring, but the flowers and weeds are still in full bloom. As you move forward, legs picking up speed and wind whipping around your face, the stalks and leaves around your feet brush against your ankles.

Jacaerys is leading, running so fast you think he would be flying if he wasn’t firmly stuck to the ground. You, of course, like always, follow.

It’s been four years since you met the boy in your 7th grade chemistry class, but it feels like a lifetime has passed since. You were fourteen and awkward, and in all honesty, so was he. 

He seemed like the coolest person in the world; he had money, friends, these glasses with thick frames that were just beaten-up enough to be “stylish”. His hair was parted to the side, he had a little bit of acne, and his front tooth was twisted. Despite that, despite everything, no person could deny that he had a certain charm- you least of all. When he was seated next to you, your heart began to pound in your chest.

You also had an awkward phase. Multiple, if you really wanted to dig into it, but he stayed by your side the whole time. You just clicked like that, in a way neither he nor you had ever clicked before. 

He’s changed a lot since then. He discarded his glasses for contacts, though he still keeps a pair of thin frames tucked inside his backpack, he has a nicer, longer haircut, and his mom forced him into braces the year after you met him. You will always see him as younger, though, and the redness around his cheeks and forehead will never let him forget it.

“I’m coming, slow down!” You pant, stumbling over your own feet. “You’ve been insufferable since joining track.”

“And yet you suffer me.” He jokes, turning around to walk backwards. “Wrestling just wasn’t enough.” He’s strong now, something you so often forget. Gone are the days of being able to beat him in an arm wrestling competition.

The sun shines over him. He looks ethereal in the light; it makes you want to push him over to make him stop being the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen in your life. So, like a best friend would, you do.

He grabs onto your hand at the last moment, but the damage is done. He falls backwards, landing on a soft plush of grass. In a moment, you feel a tug on your arm and see the world spinning out of view. You fall on top of him, laughing so hard you think your lungs might explode. He’s got a grin on his face as you roll to the side.

“Getting violent, huh?” He laughs. “And here I was, thinking that you loved me too much to try and kill me.”

“Oh, I love you, sure. That’s why I always want to kill you.” You stare up at the sky while he stares at you. “It’s like when you see a cute baby animal and just want to squeeze it.”

He squints his eyes. He’s always been able to see under your words, getting through the cracks in your voice like he was meant to know something deeper. But, like the gentleman he is, he’ll never call you out on something that he wasn’t supposed to know. He’ll savor the moment for now. The comfort of knowing you love him in one way or another, just like how he loves you, is a quiet reassurance. 

“That’s sweet.” He scoffs. He gets up slowly, looking down at you still enveloped in the grass. His hand reaches out, offering an easy trip up for you. Your heart starts beating wildly at the idea of his palms touching yours, as if you’ve never touched him before. Of course, though, he has a trick up his sleeve.

He pulls you up and spins you around, causing you to trip on the side of his foot. Your footsteps stutter and he takes off, sprinting down the field while you’re still trying to regain your balance. 

“No fair! God, fuck you.” Your eyebrows are furrowed as your voice rings out, but the sound of his panting laughter puts a smile on your face. 

“You better catch up, ‘cuz I’m not stopping ‘til I reach the sun!” He calls. 

You roll your eyes as you chase after him, the sun sinking lower and lower on the horizon.

Taglist (bolded are unable to be tagged): @mmmimilan @its-halleys-comet @savagemickey03 @persephonesportal @lovelyliliya @the-jess-life @spaceandstars @bbosica @hopelesswritergall @watercolorskyy @ghostheartbeat @cecespizza01 @panelhone @writervaul-t

[afyrian]

his presence iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader (angst) m.list | wc: 808 | warning: mentions of death, grieving

    rain trickles off of the porch roof, dripping into puddles that only grow in size. wet foot prints follow you onto the concrete patio, drying mere minutes after. you've been standing in place for longer than you should be, gaze focusing on the welcome mat. it's caked with mud, the bright blue color fading into a dark navy. 

  you hated it the moment you saw it. it was an ugly color, adorned with even uglier purple swirls and stripes. however, he bought it for you. laughing about how ridiculous it looked on the front porch. the color fighting against the calm pastels of the siding. so you kept it, leaning it right where he left it. 

  now, it just looks pathetic. the edges are frayed and every day you tell yourself you’ll get rid of it. and every day you come home and stare at it like it’s a stray puppy that’s plopped itself on your door. staring back at you, you find yourself unable to do anything about it. especially when it moves a little and you can see the clean spot where it normally lays. 

  because that clean spot is him. it’s how he was in your life, he was the clean spot. the spot that you’d show everyone because it made you look a little better. it made you feel cleaner. especially when he would wrap his arms around you after you painted the front door. the two of you looking at it as you sway on the balls of your feet, “you did phenomenal hon.”

  his voice echoes through your brain like a shout in a deep valley, expressive and deafening. it feels like he’s still behind you, arms squeezing against yours. you can feel your eyes starting to water, hands reaching into your pockets to find your house key. feeling for it quickly devolves into you pulling each pocket out to find the key. 

  your heart beat starts to quicken when you can’t seem to find it. swallowing a thick bit of mucus, you take in a deep breath through your nose. the damp rainy air circulates throughout your system, calming you down slightly. it was something he taught you when your anxiety worsened. resting his hand on your chest, moving it with each breath you took. 

  every time he touched you, you could feel yourself relax. to finally free yourself from the emotional barrier surrounding you. now, though, all you can do is standing there, breathing quicker than normal. your heart beat slowly escalates as your hand reaches for a nearby pole to lean against. the wood finish splinters some in your hand, prickling your fingers.

  you close your eyes, breathing out through your mouth, remembering the spare key that he hid so long ago. you constantly left yours at work, and you would call him during a physical therapy session with the japan team. begging for him to come home and let you inside, maybe even stay for the rest of the evening with you. 

  it became such a recurrence (which he believed to have been on purpose) that he got another key, hiding it under a fake rock. remembering this, you shake your head, reaching down for the small pile of rocks beside a statue. tears blur your vision as you try to find the rock, forgetting the color, the shape that he chose. 

  you finally feel the rock in your hand, looking below it to find a moss-ridden key. it’s dirty, out in the elements for far too long without care, something you’d never let happen to his tombstone. you purse your lips staring at it, realizing that coming home every day is more like coming back to a house that you no longer know. 

  it’s hard to recognize why you loved the place when he isn’t there. especially as you push the key into the lock, having to pull the door towards you just to get it opened. he liked to claim that it had character, that having to pull it just to open it gave you some integrity. and all it did was annoy you, but you left it for him.

  everything here you left for him, like he’d return as a zombie to live out the rest of your life with you. yet, realistically, you know that’ll never happen. this house, with all of its quirks and special pieces fit together like a dysfunctional puzzle, creating something that only a father could love. 

  the lock clicks as you finally unlock it. turning the handle, the door creaks open, slowly showing the dark and dusty front room. you can barely take a step in when you collapse to the ground, sobs escaping from you. they echo throughout the house and it finally makes you realize, this house isn’t yours, not without his presence. not with hajime’s presence. 

[alwaysvivid]

˗ˏˋ  SORA SOLO DEBUT ALBUM !  ‘ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ’ ♡ ˚◞

april 4th 2022 angelico ent released CHERRY SORA of VIVID’s breakout debut album. the debut was considered the most anticipated and most successful solo debut of the year , with her title track TIE A CHERRY being a smash hit. every track on the album was written and produced by SORA alongside production partner DAYNA under their duo production name SODA. with tracks XAI and VELVET made with ex group mate and well known industry producer BLU. the title track was promoted alongside her intro for the album RAW ! and the b side RED MIND. the quality of production on each track is a characteristic which SODA and BLU have become known for.

-ˏˋ  ABOUT ! 𝐑𝐀𝐖 & 𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘. ♡ ˚◞

the intro track RAW opens the album with fierceness. although it may be the shortest of the tracks it still leaves an impact with its message “i just wanna be raw” as the opening track it lets the listener know who sora is as an artist; raw. which ties in perfectly with her title track TIE A CHERRY

the title track TIE A CHERRY is a song that displays sora unapologetic individualism and self-love: not only praising herself visually but also as an artist as she boldly claims that there is no one beating her. the track is written by sora but produced by vivid subunit soda. it builds an atmosphere of freedom with a musical blend of hip-hop and bass to create a fun and engaging sound that leaves the listener feeling good and wanting to shake ass along to it. the instrumental is impressive, to say the least. with catchy filtered vocals and harmonies to exciting synths that compliment the songs bouncy and hard hitting 808’s and bass on the bottom end.

˗ˏˋ  ABOUT !  ‘ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ’ ♡ ˚◞

CHERRY is a hip-hop-centered album that showcases sora’s multiple skills along with her expert lyricism. lee manages to mix her powerful raps with sharp digs which we see in BITCHY and NOT FRIENDLY with her signature effortlessly cool yet hard-hitting style , along side her soulful introspective track BETTER which explores how sora hopes that a lover feels better having given up on their relationship suddenly . another slower and sensitive vocal driven track is MY PROBLEM which speaks on a codependent relationship that was almost doomed from the start. tracks such as NEED TO KNOW and XAI mix both her vocals and rap perfectly with a subtle sex appeal and swag. sora herself explained she wanted the album to embody herself ; fun - seen in RED MIND- and sexy- seen in VELVET- with a hint of seriousness as she explores herself.

we see this serious side in the outro FUN GIRL. it is a stripped one take track where sora is playing the guitar and singing about how she struggles to view herself as someone worth love but also acknowledges that she shouldn’t internalize rejection and understanding that it’s could also come from the other persons flaws and not purely her own. her confidence may come across as cocky and undesirable due to societies expectations of woman. she has faced backlash in korean media for being openly feminist and speaking out of gender equality. lee ends the album repeating “life’s unfair’’. this sentiment reflects the overall message of the album, life is hard yet it’s fun. as her melody and lyrics highlight what a painful reality it is.it as a deeply raw and honest track that exposes sora’s inner most worries and thoughts.

there are multiple tracks that are definite anthems and fun listens as well as sexier tracks , every single one deserves just as much attention as the next. soras authentic style and fun energy that she brings on her debut album cannot go unnoticed. with her being album to create this on her debut it definitely definitely provides a framework for her upcoming releases leaving us all excited for what’s to come.

˗ˏˋ TRACKLIST ! ‘ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ’ ♡ ˚◞

﹙ listen here⠀﹚

𝐢. RAW ﹙ ⠀ stage !⠀ ﹚

𝐢𝐢. TIE A CHERRY ﹙ ⠀ stage !⠀ ﹚

𝐢𝐢𝐢. RED MIND ﹙ ⠀ stage !⠀ ﹚

𝐢𝐯. NOT FRIENDLY

𝐯. VELVET ﹙ ⠀ stage !⠀ ﹚

𝐯𝐢. MY PROBLEM

𝐯𝐢𝐢. RUN IT

𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. BITCHY ﹙ ⠀ stage !⠀ ﹚

𝐢𝐱. XAI

𝐱. BETTER

𝐱𝐢. NEED TO KNOW

𝐱𝐢𝐢 OUTRO : FUN GIRL

˗ˏˋ  STYLING !  ‘ 𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ’ ♡ ˚◞

˗ˏˋ  ERA HIGHLIGHTS !  ‘ 𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ! ’ ♡ ˚◞

𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 ! got a lot of praise for it’s musicality and lyricism. with critics saying it was an album to be remembered and aspired to by future generations.

𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 mv got 20 million views in 24 hours which is almost double the views DAYNA received on her debut

SORA did a special promotional solo press concert where she performed every track

𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 received 5 music show wins in its 3 weeks of promotion which is beyond impressive for a debut single.

at her first win other VIVID members came out and celebrated with her just like they did for DAYNA the year before ! sora was crying as the members mainly sang along and did the choreography. SISI and LEO picked her up during the bridge as she rapped along and wiped her tears. it was a fun and emotional moment that went viral

SORA’S visuals and aesthetic for the era was a hit not only among brites but among the general public as well. her skunk hair sparked a trend amongst idols that hair with many sporting the look later on. although she was not the first to wear it, she definitely popularized it.

a clip of sora and her back up dancer arin tweaking and sling ass during an encore went viral with good and bad reviews. fans were happy to see sora happy and couldn’t deny her skills but others called it tasteless and trashy labeling her as a whore. she didn’t care lmao.

speculation about who her tracks were about was a huge talking point with many noticing how fin was featured less on her instagram in recent months.

sora filmed multiple Vtalk episodes during her promotions which aired weekly on the groups youtube. it documented silly backstage moments and rehearsals. the other members also recorded some clips when they came to watch her performances. because she was on her own her personality was able to shine more and fans posted clips and edits on social media which gained a lot of attention from non fans.

a total of 4 music videos were released for the tracks on the album : TIE A CHERRY , RED MIND , NOT FRIENDLY and NEED TO KNOW.

TIE A CHERRY﹙ insp ﹚﹙ insp ﹚ ﹙ insp ﹚ RED MIND ﹙ ⠀ mv insp ⠀ ﹚ NOT FRIENDLY ﹙ ⠀mv insp ⠀ ﹚ ﹙ ⠀mv insp⠀ ﹚ NEED TO KNOW ﹙ ⠀ mv insp ⠀ ﹚

overall it was a fun and insanely successful debut and our girl ate the entire era up and shook up the industry. sora lee world domination babyyyy

[indepthjaybeats]

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[haebails]

Riddle school headcanons

These make my brain rot

Phil

hes like a normal 12 year old but like, not normal

he has adhd shut up yes he does yes he odes!

His dog is crusty and white. He named her bulldozer before knowing she was a girl and stuck with it cuz it was funny to call a small crusty white dog bulldozer

(^ he dresses said dog up in fancy attire when he takes her for walks)

Hes actually a great pet owner and has had a ton of pets he found on the street (most of which his parents told him to get rid of (bulldozer was the only one they kept cuz they could actually manage her)

( ^ adding on this, Phil found a snake once. he did not get bit not once)

Phil has a Ps2 and has NOT upgraded since (he claims its for aesthetics but really he just forgets/cant afford a Ps5)

his parents hate smokers so he goes to Phreds house or smileys to smoke weed, always washing his clothes there to get the weed smell off him so his parents dont know

^ he smokes pot but not often enough to be considered a stoner (in college he did become a stoner for a while, before realizing weed is expensive and then he moved to cigarettes, also realizing that is expensive and then he quit smoking, period)

Phred

but he lacks a personality so bad its just characterizing at this point

he has mediocre grades, but doesnt try so his scores are down in the negatives.

(^ somehow pulls his grades up enough to make his parents not dissatisfied)

He dresses up sometimes when home alone. Always washes the dresses afterwards to avoid getting caught by his parents

Stoner

(^ buys his weed from 5 (who dosnt smoke but 808 grows weed so 5 sells it) )

He actually is a hardcore gamer, and beats phil and zack at EVERY game cuz hes so goated at all of the games theyve played

(^ phil and zack dont let phred choose games anymore)

Uses discord and has a decent group of online friends he rarely talks too

his dads a stoner too

(^ they dont smoke together)

(Little angsty) He smokes to make him forget about his grades and often calls phil while high to ramble to him about things

(^ phil has no problem with this)

Phred is a fish guy

^ he is very educated on fish

^ he doesn’t go fishing

He has a fish

(^ He named it leonardo defishnie)

Smiley

She has a toothgap

Had braces for a while to try and fix it but it came back cuz she was a kid who squirted water at other kids at the public pool

Wears and makes bracelets

^ she made the gang matching bracelets

^ they all wear them 24/7

Fandom core

Used amino religiously before her mom told her to delete it for fear of her safety

Only wears her hair in a ponytail cuz otherwise her hair will poof up and go everywhere

Overall wearer

She has those cute hairclips, and was finally able to use them when she got hair from the can

She owns like 200~ stuffed animals

She thinks taxidermy is scary and thinks greg is weird for liking it

Vocaloid listener

Gacha phase haver

Sleeps like a victorian princess who is on her deathbed

^ hard to cuddle with phil cuz he sprawls out when he sleeps

She wears a nightdown and nightcap to bed, and when she wakes up in the night she brings a candle

Her room is messy but also an organized messy

Puts those glow in the dark stars on her walls and ceiling

Ate paper as a kid

She is a natural skipper

^she loves skipping to her classes

Overworker

She likes rainey days

MLP watcher

Zack

He is much sleep deprived, and literally cannot function without water or an energy drink in his hand

Very fast eater

(^gets hiccups alot)

When hes angry his shoulders burn up

(^ Flame turns blue when extra angry

^ told smiley it was cold

^ he paid for her medical bills)

Cat owner but allergic to cat hair

Points at phil and yells at the top of his lungs “BALD”

(^ Phred joins in this act sometimes)

He likes mint icecream

Ftm

streaks of white hair, solely cuz of his dad having fully white hair

He eats seafood

(^ much to phreds dismay to see him eating sushi at lunch)

Overheats alot so he has a tote bag full of water, medicine, and bandaids

He is a deltarune player

(^ had an undertale phase and watched those sans fangirl videos)

Also had a gacha phase

He has Seizures

His hands lock up for like 5 minutes

(^ very occasionally )

He has a basement room, but made renovations to have windows in the ground

(^he paid phred and phil $50 to help him)

Heterochromia

(^ 1 eye blue, 1 eye brown)

Vitiligo

Ripped jean wearer

Been friends with smiley longer than he was friends with phil or phred

kay that’s it

[defectedrockstar]

NEW AU: RWBY

Here is the new AU for Chai and his friends for settings in the RWBY world if anyone is interested. Check the readmore to read.

Chai

Born in the Atlas, Mantle. Chai grew up alone with nothing but his love for music and dream of being a rockstar and go to Mistral where the musical culture is thriving. But, it was hard to go anywhere let alone out of Mantle. But, he did find an opportunity by enlisting into Atlas Academy. It was a utter failure, as he didn’t pass the written exams and didn’t show much promise in the combat test despite having incredible reflexes. That didn’t stop him from sneaking in to be Atlas Grunt. He would be sent to a mission with other soldiers and hunters to push back hostile Grimm from the mines. Due to a unexpected chain reaction of the Dust, Chai’s right arm got injured and was separated from his team due to a cave in. He would be the first to arrive at their airship and found an opportunity to escape Atlas. He didn’t get far due to lack of experience and the Atlas Military caught his vessel. Chai would be imprisoned for impersonating a soldier and compromising a mission, if it weren’t for a woman named Roxanne had bailed him out. She saw him during the exam and saw promise, but knew he didn’t belong in Atlas. She promised him to see the world and help him achieve his dream if he were to represent her company at the Vytal Festival. Chai couldn’t refuse. With a robotic arm and getting some training, Chai would finally leave Atlas to see the rest of the world.

Chai never learned about his Semblance growing up, he always thought his mind was always playing music, but later he learned his Semblance syncs the world to the beat of whatever music is in his head. This enhances his timing and reflexes, as well as make him unpredictable in combat. His robotic, Hibiki, is able to magnetize metal to form into shapes he desire and energize his Semblance to make a sonic boom.

Peppermint

Vandelay has always had a rocky history with Atlas, their company wanting to prioritize the security of Mantle but with the Schnee Dust Company having a iron grip on Dust they couldn’t get far. It didn’t help that the oldest child of Vandelay turned on them to gain Schnee favoritism. With enough strings pulled, Vandelay was bought by Schnee, and Peppermint and her mom were forced out of their own company. They refused to call it quits and still helped people, going back to basics in crafting mechanical parts for homes and people, as well as using their knowledge of Dust and energy resources. They world had forgotten the work and sacrifice Roxanne did for Remnant, and Peppermint was dead set on reminding everyone. Roxanne may be willing to go the peaceful route and start over, but Peppermint was going to dig up all dirty secrets of her brother Kale and the Schnee Company. When Roxanne brought Chai in from being imprisoned, she found her partner in crime.

Macaron

Peppermint is gifted with mechanics, even customizing her prosthetic leg, crafting her twin pistols Lightning Surge, and her mechanical pet 808. She carries no Semblance, only her ingenuity has gotten her this far.

808 actually generates aura, base off of schematics Peppermint stole from a Atlas project. With 808 she was able to not only aid in enhancing someone's aura when nearby, but be a signal source for a temporal displacement feature. Allowing her and those connected to 808 to teleport to the black cat.

Macaron is a Black Bear Faunus, big guy with a big heart. The prime definition of a gentle giant. He is close friends with Roxanne and knew Peppermint when she was a kid. He would have starred in sports but Roxanne’s vision of a better world had him decide to devote his equally intelligent mind to science. Although, he does do punching on sandbags to relieve stress. He is hesitant with violence and tries to never hold a grudge, but with Kale’s betrayal and leaving Roxanne to rot, he willingly supported both Roxanne and Peppermint’s goals to still help people and have justice. He even personally crafted Chai’s new robotic arm when he joined the fold. Some people see his kind heart as weakness, either for those to discriminate on him or Faunus seeing him not willing to stand up for their cause. But, he doesn’t let it get him down and feels the world should be nicer.

His Semblance is purely strength, which he works to control to not break everything.

Korsica

Growing up in Sanus, Korsica was one of the few survivors of Mount Glenn. She was part of the rescue division to evacuate civilians. Her Faunus trait of a Red-Kite bird was perfect for rescuing people, and her Semblance also aided in fending off Grimm. It wasn’t enough and she had to witness many people dying as all she could do was watch as the city was ruined by the monsters. What made things worse was that she would be let go by her employer, Vandelay, as it was a huge loss on their resources, unaware of the change of management happening. She was left to be a simple officer in Vale now, feeling like her wings were clipped. She still worked hard, trying to track down Roman Torchwick and those who threaten her home, even if she wasn’t a detective she is willing to break rules to do what is right.

Her Semblance is to conduct wind, from either her batons or her wings, from small guts to hurricanes with enough build up.

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another doseone-led band i found in the last couple weeks. anticon moment

god this guy is prolific. sry 4 the ramble incoming

reason i havent been rly doing music recs lately is bc ive jusd been fucking hardcore delving into doseone's music repertoire again r0fl. stumbled onto this album "for hero: for fool" & its a huge fav atm. ive been trying 2 find info about the instrumentation on these but all ive found for sure ( so far ) is that they used a roland TR-808 and jel's got his AKAI MPC 2000XL. both visible in live performances

the way jel plays in this, its so fuckin active & immersed & percussive i cant stop watching. the first song (middleclass stomp) is all on beat machine, then the second song (middleclass kill) also uses a drum set (thats jordan dalrymple behind the kit there, switches from guitar to drum on the second song.)

jel on the drum machine, he is insane, cannot rec him enough. he wos a producer on "center city", which is one of my fave sole songs & is in my junior spitfire playlist

the beat on "middleclass stomp" is amazing 2 me but this live version doesnt emphasize the *guitar* nearly as well tbh, which is maybe the most delicious part of the song, the way this song moves... peep it

they were rlly dead set on not being defined as hip-hop but its got all the trappings of hip-hop, or kinda is definitively a descendant of it. its a fucking amazing album dude. dose's ability 2 do such evocative & abstracted lyrics that are hard to follow but fucking. mesmerizing to dig into & tell such vivid stories. its unparalleled 2 me.

another fav from the album

rlly rlly nefarious sound i fucking ugh. evry time i listen to this song i start just bouncing like this guy does. esp when that "DROP THE GUTS" part hits

"he was spitting so casual"... teez mcgee points out how effortlessly he seems 2 just pump out bars & its so true . live on stage or in studio he is completely effortless, shockingly casual, all that in one take... & i cant even follow along w/o fumbling most words on my tongue, even when i know the lyrics well

this has been a rando certified autism moment if u read all of it... thanx u