#i thought it was on fame monster tbh

[thechildisgone]

lady gaga bloody mary being on the radio in 2023 is making me insane. ur all 12 years late but ok

[lilbit-o-sunshine]

Ok Ib theory time because the game is something I still think about a lot.

What if Mary was painted so that Guertena could have a second chance at life?

Sounds weird, but hear me out. Mary was the last work of Guertena's life, right? Throughout the gallery, Ib finds interesting books like "the trading of existences" and stuff. Guertena also painted a tarot card, "the Hanged Man." So we see an interest in some occult (this might be the wrong word to use here, sorry) things. I also believe that it was hinted that Guertena put a part of himself or his spirit in each of his pieces (but I don't remember where I saw that tbh, it also could have just been a metaphor or smth but what if it wasn't :] ). Perhaps he had found a specific ritual to do exactly that.

So, with this in mind, let's say he was putting a piece of his spirit in each of his art pieces to give them "life" so to say (a sort of trading of existences going on there too perhaps?).

- Receive the fame he never got for his art in life?

And from how disturbing the gallery was, we could also assume his mind started to decline with age, and near the end, he had some regrets:

- Maybe he wanted to make more art?

- Maybe he simply wanted to experience life again from a different angle?

So, in his last days he painted "Mary", a girl with a spark for life, curious, creative, and adventurous, a girl who still had the youth he'd lost to time, and he decided to put the rest of his spirit in her.

Guertena may have imagined her having her exact curiosity and spark for life so that she'd get tired of the gallery, and want to do anything she could to trigger the switching of existences, even if she probably didn't fully understand the weight of her actions (more like definitely didn't understand, she's probably only 9 like Ib). He may have also missed that sort of childish curiosity in his old age, and he thought he'd have more inspiration for art if he had it again.

And so in the "Together Forever" ending, Guertena gets exactly what he wants when he switches existences with Garry through Mary. And now he can create more art through her as well, since she seemed interested in art by what we could see in her room :)

(It's a stretch and a half, and I really could be overthinking all of this, but it's still fun to think about. I just got that sort of "Coraline ancient monster corridor" vibe from the entire Guertena gallery and thought it'd be interesting if the gallery turned out to be a sort of pocket dimension created by some senile artist's hopes, dreams, and possible occultish rituals???? ^-^;)

[msookyspooky]

SPOOKY OH MY GOD!!! I FUCKING LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! OHMY FUCKING AAAAA🤯

LOOK JILL NEEDS TO WATCH HER FUCKING MOUTH!! HER KICK TO BILLY WHILE HE WAS DOWN WAS SO UNCALLED FOR JDJDJSDH😤😭

STU STANDING ON SNEAKY BUSINESS!! TAKING YOUR EYES OFF OF STU IS WILD. DEWEY SHOULD OF KNOW THAT!! ONCE A SNEAKY BITCH ALWAYS A SNEAKY BITCH!! (Judy had it coming ngl)

LIKE DEWEY LET Y/N SPEAK ADSJFISUD IF WE All could drop the weapons and have a nice chat over some tea things would be sorted. jfdiujfd I can't believe y/n is being dragged away while Jill is still talking shit like they aren't gonna go through her phone…

tbh, when y/n was saying how they were alive in 2 but everyone thought she was crazy and now blaming her for knowing LIKE- Gale being mad y/n "ruined her career" when SHE STARTED TO RUIN Y/NS NAME IN HER BOOK IS BEYOND ME

Honestly, this was worth the wait!! You're so fucking amazing!!! I love you!! You deserve the fucking world!! Your writing is honestly a blessing!! YOU'RE SO FUCKING TALENTED OHMY I LOVE YOU💕💕

I FUCKING LOVE YOU FINNY🖤🖤🖤

Gale would though. I think it got deleted but I pointed out how Gale is just a 'good' version of Jill. Both of them even have the same MBTI personality type. Fame hungry, ruthless, self centered, ambitious, charming, confident, one sided. To Gale, JUST LIKE IN SCREAM 1996 TO SID, she's just 'telling the story as she sees it/facts'. Oh but since we didn't let you put us in prison for a fabricated story with only half the facts we're the bad guy huh? Yeah okay. 😒😒😒

Dewey is just too hurt to listen which even though he's a dummy (ilh tho) I can't blame him. I mean, imagine someone you trusted with anything and everything who you treated like a little sister after your sister was murdered...Hiding the murderers and defending them + YN always being accused of helping them and he defended her like "How dare you she would never!" just to see in his eyes (BC HE AIN'T LISTENING) that they were right about YN. I'd probably be the same as him at that moment even if he isn't understanding all the facts because we couldn't explain to him like we could Randy and even Randy was understandably hurt and angry at us. Billy and Stu killed their friends/Dewey's sister and ruined their lives.

LMFAO Stu just army crawling when Jill started calling YN a monster and everyone was emotionally invested/distracted. Probably playing spy music in his head.

YN is better than me cause I cannot say I wouldn't tell Stu to shoot Jill in the head or do it myself and take the risk of dying or prison ♡ If I'm going down; you're going down too! Look what you started you lil pos? 😠

[kimmkitsuragi]

the fame monster (2009) - my commentary edition

this is so fun, we started doing album commentary with a mutual!! anyone who wants in can join and add their thoughts too <3

BAD ROMANCE - THEEEE SONG OF ALL TIME TBH. excuse me i will literally write an essay on this. first of all: this changed the trajectory of pop music at that time. it really did. i dont want any further comments on this.

second of all, i knowww this is probably the most popular gaga song and everyone has heard it so many times in their lives (especially on the radio in early 2010s lol) BUT! i want everyone to hear it again and again and again. because they just dont make songs like this anymore!!! the production valueeeee are u hearing this????? the vocals??? the lyrics??? the POWER absolute power of this song. oh my god.

also, rah rah bitch. gaga ooh lala even.

last of all, when she said i dont wanna be friends french and THEN started speaking french??? 😭☝ i FEEL that lady gaga

ALEJANDRO - okay this CHANGED ME as a person. im not even kidding. i watched the music video, i was like 10, and it awakened something in me.

this song was also such a hit, and to be honest, it is simply insane to me that we were listening to this on the radio. like?? are u hearing this BEAT??? with that intro?? the hook???? that buildup??? please. this is pop perfection right here.

DONT CALL MY NAME ROBERTO 😔

MONSTER - i love this one so much. that boy is a monster mo mo monster, so fucking true! one thing i really like about a lot of her music is that the songs are jams and sound really fun, but then when u listen to the lyrics, it gets really really sad. this is a good example of this. she does that a lot starting from this album especially

also that little just dance reference hehe queen of intertextuality and self referentiality (i will say this every time she references her own songs and she does that A LOT i realized lol)

SPEECHLESS - the best gaga ballad!!! TO ME!! it's soooo good. her voice is so captivating (vocal queen always foreverrrr). the lyrics are so 😭😭 the production and instrumentals!! pleaseeee

side note: interesting how her trash father inspired so many of her best works 🤔 when i listen to this song i lose myself in it every time and then i think: QUEEN how could u possibly write this about your dad and how it can be soooo good???

DANCE IN THE DARK - one of her most underrated songs!!! definitely!!! THAT BRIDGE!!!!! marilyn, judy, sylvia tell em how you feel girls 🗣🗣🗣

i love this one so much. sooo much. how do the kids say nowadays, she is really mothering in this one, okay?

ooh and did u know that there is a rina sawayama cover of this song?? i love that as well.

TELEPHONE - oh my godddd the way i would try to do the dance of this but never could 😭 it was too much for little me...

okay this one is absolutely ICONIQUE as one would say. the music video??? that's poetic cinema. they left us with "to be continued" for over a decade now lmao 😭 i wish we could see them together again pleaseeee

what can i say, it's a hit!! another song that no one could escape from in early 2010s lol she's quite the hit-maker isnt she :)

SO HAPPY I COULD DIE - what a layered song. first of all, the lyricism of this song (this album in general tbh) really transcends. the way this can be sexual, or it can be about addiction at the same time. i really dont have the brain power to write abt it in depth but i just love the lyrics of this one sooo much

"i am as vain as i allow" this is so gaga.

TEETH - 😳😳😳 okay... this one is one of her hottest songs imo what does it say abt me lmao

i LOVE this like that beat... and it has such a musical theater vibe to it, it's so so good. has some really fun vocal moments too <3 really what a closer to this incredible album!!

(BONUS SONG) RETRO, DANCE, FREAK -

okay this one is a bonus song (technically for "The Fame" album, but released with the international deluxe edition of "The Fame Monster". so im putting it here as a bonus song lol)

this one is soooo fun for me. i wish this was in the original tracklist of The Fame instead of Disco Heaven tbh. it's fun, it fits the energy and vibe of the album so well. it would be a better closer imo :<

general comments - this album is POP PERFECTION in the literal sense im not even kidding. it's her shortest, but probably the most impactful work.

in terms of production, it has such a CLARITY that is really hard to see in many albums. the art direction and music meets the production perfectly. The Fame is an iconic album, sure. but The Fame Monster really takes a huge step ahead from that if you ask me. which says a LOT about the quality of this album

i want to say, the lyrics in this album is probably my favorite from her works. it just!!!! so good, so powerful!!! the dark side of fame may seem like an overdone concept, but she does it so well here

i would say this is her best album if i didnt know what will come later in her career lmao. it's just so good, so clean, so inspirational, i would just think "okay how will she top this cmon now"... but she does she really does that's really impressive on its own

ranking for now: the fame monster >> the fame

(the ranking may get Messy in the next album commentaries lmao but im just trying 🤷‍♂️)

[january-summers]

Tag someone you want to know better OR just want to say hello to!

I was tagged by @uweiy thank you for tagging me~

Favourite color: Purples and Blues 💜💙 although I do also like greens 💚

Last song: Contact Redux by Trocadero (Feat. Meredith Hagan), but I have Bullet by IMY2 stuck in my head, so that's sort of ongoing?

Last movie: Carnifex, an Australian creature horror, though it is a slow build for two thirds of the movie. (Not based on the book of the same name, though it does share a name and 'monster')

Currently watching: My Group Watch is currently doing Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty, which is a rewatch for me but so good, and I'm also making my way through Lady in the Butcher's House. Oh, and I'm also in season 3 of Battlestar Galactica (2004)

Currently reading: Mostly fanfiction at the moment, I just got back into an old fandom I haven't been in for over a decade, so I'm making my way through that, though if we're talking books, I'm technically most of the way through one of the A Song of Ice and Fire books, but I haven't picked it up in months because the fandom is just so unbelievably toxic and it does impact the reading experience. Been thinking about re-reading Kenobi.

Currently working on: *nervous laughter* I drew a bird the other day, wrote a fic for the roulette in august which was my first real fanwork of the year, I haven't been very creative lately. I either have nothing, or my brain is doing ping-pong against the inside of my skull with all the thoughts, I think I'm in burn out rn tbh, kinda want to work on some original stories, but, uh.... yeah...

Currently obsessed with: Agent Washington of Red Vs Blue fame. Some of y'all might have noticed 😅

Tagging @none-sex-left-gay @clockworkspider @vyther15 @favvnsongs if an of y'all are feeling it

and a free @ for anyone who wants a go~

[sotogalmo]

3:30

“Gods & Monsters” by Lana Del Rey, screams Xanvid to me. Especially if it were to be an AU(one I'll be making, sjaghs; religious au, cuz i work well with those ig‼️).

“In the land of Gods and Monsters

I was an angel

Living in the garden of evil

Screwed up, scared, doing anything I needed

Shinning like a fiery beacon

You got the medicine I need

Fame, liquor, love give it to me slowly

—

Me and God we don't get along, so now I sing

No one's gonna take my soul away

—

Headed towards a fucked up holiday

—

‘Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want’

It's innocence lost

Innocence lost

—

—

Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer

Life imitates art

You got the medicine I need

Dope, shoot it up straight to the heart please

I don't really wanna know what's good for me

God's dead, I said ‘baby that's alright with me’

When you talk it's like a movie and you're making me crazy

'Cause life imitates art

—

You tell me life isn't that hard”

These are the lyrics that make sense to me, and I will explain my choices of them tbh.

(“I was an angel, living in the garden of evil - screwed up, scared, doing anything I needed”) — this one can just connect to his true true self(he must've been so screwed up in the head when he was kid, scared and then he got these personas to keep himself a float).

(“Shinning like a fiery beacon”) — He's popular. He shines above.

(“You got the medicine I need. Fame, liquor, love give it to me slowly. Me and God we don't get along, so now I sing”) — Xander was genuine with what he said, of wanting to be friends with him(“love”). David technically got popular because of Xander(“fame”), and the angst we can give him because of Xander(“liquor”). The reason I colored God green was because I just thought of Teruko, and it worked.

(“No one's gonna take my soul away. Headed towards a fucked up holiday.”) — No one knows his true self. People dying everywhere, if he were to ever remember anything useful(birthdays and all), then it'll be fucked up to do it in a killing game, yeah?

(“ ‘Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want.’ it's innocence lost, innocence lost.”) I dunno it just screamed David to me, in a way. I can find myself in him, so maybe he could've done the same thing I did?(walking in your 'parents' fucking each other). Who knows tho

(“Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer.”) — *gestures to chap2* it fits.

(“Life imitates art.”) — his mindset of people not being able to change.

(“You got the medicine I need. Dope, shoot it up straight to the heart please. I don't really wanna know what's good for me.”) — Xander is genuine. Just seeing the body made his hole, where his heart should be, bigger. He doesn't know anymore, but he knows he wants to help.

(“God's dead, I said ‘baby that's alright with me’. When you talk it's like a movie and you're making me crazy. 'Cause life imitates art. You tell me life isn't that hard.”) — Mai with the ”God's dead“ in the MV, and tbh with the way that David pulls himself it technically feels like he's alright with that(we dunno tho). Xander feels like a movie character, an anime protagonist to me and I mean. (*gestures again to chap2*) yeah. 'Cause life imitates art' again points to his mindset. People will say life isn't that hard, he's one of them with his happy persona, and. It just fits and feels like him (to me).

(shrivels in Angel David ideas, etc etc)

Hahaygshwhsghdgdhshehgdhdh. I'm (insane babbling) 👍👍💡💯‼️‼️‼️💕🫶

@xmicrophonyx (just cause I kinda told you about the song, and stuffs)🫶

[al-the-remix]

Wolf cub cult 👀

Wolf Club/Cult

This is the one I'm struggling the most with!!! And tbh could use some direction lol.

I did the thing that I'm frequently guilty of doing where I start the fic off strongly in one tone and then get indecisive later on and start coming up with ideas that are better suited to a fic with an entirely different tone and don't know what direction to take anymore.

The basic premise of this fic is based on these two posts 1 & 2

When I was first working on it I wanted the tone to be lighter and more cracky because most of my other wips are so dark and angsty 💀 but now I really want it to be more culty and ritualistic and I'm twiddling my thumbs about deleting and reworking what I do have (pain).

My original idea for the fic: Steve receives an invitation for the Greyson Wolf Club, he's confused as to why he's receiving it now of all times as it's not really his vibe and also he's soooo old, his pussy is sooo dry :'^( *world's smallest violin plays*. Steve attends a charity event at the Detroit club house. Sid's there (!!!). Steve finds out Sid's responsible for him receiving an invitation to join the "pack". [Some stuff happens?? the charity drive auctions off dates or something?? steve bids on sid??? or something else entirely i'm not committed to this plot line] Sid and Steve fuck.

My new idea: Sid's now the one getting the invite to the pack. In this version it's less frivolous and more revered. Steve is already part of the pack and is an important and respected member/omega. He's already got a few kids. There's some kind of pack joining ritual, like a pack/omega run or something? This one would go harder on the ABO instincts.

The other thing I'm undecided on is wether it's full, partial, or no shift abo/werewolves. It should probably be full or partial, but I already have one wip where sid fucks steve as a werewolf-like monster and another where they fuck when sid's a partial shift werewolf (play the game to learn more lol) and i'm trying my best not to write the exact same porn thrice 😭

This is the rough opening I currently have for the fic (old version):

Steve stared at his inbox, his cursor hovering over the email at the top of the queue for the third time this week. It had been sent about a month ago now and every time he did happen to open it and read it he would mark it unread and send it back to the top so that he wouldn’t lose it in the deluge that flooded his inbox daily.  With a sigh he opened up the email one more time, just to be sure. He clicked through to the website prompter and was immediately bombarded with prompts to join the Feed The Wolf newsletter and various levels of membership.   Scrolled past all of the garish wolf-branded polos and hoodies. He knew that’s not what he was being offered. Hell, he didn’t even like golf--he suffered it mostly for the sake of his social life--but that was beyond the point. He could admit to himself privately that he thought the whole thing way pretty silly—and quite probably cult adjacent.   They had taken them this long to send the offer so, why now? Steve was old and retired and to be quit honest with himself and everyone around him, reaching the end of his years where he’d be appealing to that sort of pack. Packs for the rich and famous who’s schedules were too hectic or had grown distant from their brith pack with fame. There were many reason to join a club like this one; many used it as a substitute for dating apps, other as a social club, and some simply for business connections. Steve, who still held close ties with his family pack, found it mostly superficial. They had merchandise for god sakes—be he supposed for some that was part of the draw. What was the point of being associated with a pack like this if you couldn’t brag about it.  If they wanted him that badly it would be rude to refuse the offer, it was [ounded in Detroit after all. What could it hurt, Steve thought to himself, and clicked accept. 

[leonsi]

Also, just wanted to say something about this post:

Which I can't link, because I went anon, but like, it is this post that I am just going to copy and paste, so you know what I am talking about:

"i can’t decide if leo as a villain would be cooler if he were:

'calculating and always one step ahead

'brutal and jaded, only interested in his own goals and giving up on morals

'completely unhinged after a lifetime of being perfect"

(and I ofc I also liked the tags on that/this post too)!

And like, yes, I love all those takes on a potential Dark and/or Villain Leo.  I think Option 3 may be my favorite (I am just imaging a completely unhinged 2012 Leo and/or Leo and I am loving it), but, I love all of them. 

Like, imagine, Option 1 and 2 combined or 1 and 3 or 2 and 3.  Or a combo of all three.  Man, that would be awesome.  Man though, I wish I knew some good Dark 2012 (mentioning 2012 Leo first here and/or a lot, because he is my favorite and love him, though I also like the other Leos.  Like Rise Leo (a lot) and Comic Leo, like IDW Leo).  Leo and/or Rise and/or Leo in general fics, because I do know some (including some good Foot ones, though I still wish I could find more, esp. completed and/or recently updated), but I could always know more.

Also, also, I loved the tags of that post I linked too!  Good tags.

I also really liked this post, which I am going to quote part of, because I can't link (I am sorry):

"i think the reason i immediately distrust people who diss on 2012 Leo for the times he lashes out is that it shows they don’t have an in-depth understanding of trauma, or at the very least, character analysis and nuance."

I thought this was a really good post and analysis on 2012 Leo's character.  It was cool/interesting!

Anyways, bye for now, I am hoping these long asks goes through, if not I am saving it/them just in case.  Sorry for going anon too btw; I just got a bit shy-ish. 

Continuing where that last long Anon Ask of mine left off with this one.  Asks 2 of 2.

LMAO option 3 is definitely my favorite too - there's something just So nifty about someone who's normally so poised and famed for being in control losing all of that stiffness and becoming deranged. it's funner to imagine the horror everyone else feels when they finally realize how far they've pushed him :)

and dw you're in good company, 2012 leo is Absolutely my poor little meow meow (if you couldn't tell). *puts him in a jar and shakes it violently*

i'm so sorry anon, i WISH i could rec you some good dark!leo fics, but aside from Foot AUs, i'm in a bit of a drought myself. i know @this-world-of-beautiful-monsters (This_world_of_beautiful_monsters on ao3) writes a lot of amazing ambiguous/morally gray 2012 and IDW Leo, especially in her ABC TMNT / other prompt collections, but i'm not sure if that's the villain you want :(

and yoo thank you so much for liking my silly little 2012 leo rant! it's a bit of an emotional mess (esp bc tumblr messed up the formating and i only realized AFTER people started rbing it sigh), but. hey. at least someone enjoys it? LDJFK thank u !

dude don't be sorry for going on anon or not being able to link !! i like any interaction at all!!! and tbh w u i still send asks on anon to mutuals i talk to outside of tumblr. i totally get it :]]

[kylarsugarlife]

Fuck it im gonna dump about my girls

Bacon (placeholder name)

My first save

Victim of my experiments (trying to get every feat i can in one save + trying to get as many unique cutscenes i can)

Also a victim of my lack of knowledge of the game

Ultimate Sub

Demonic TF was an accident tbh

Main bitch is Alex, second is Robin

Pissed avery off whoops

Idk if I'll come up with an actual story for her cuz she's just fucked up my bad

Itty bitty titty committee

Horrible horrible fame problem and it's way beyond fixing even with mickeys help oh my god (a lot of it is from trying to get the fully covered feat i think)

Juno

Kylar obsessor

My second save

I actually thought of a story for her but it doesn't match up with stuff in her save but it's whatever

Cat named Big Boobs

Notoriously violent even tho she's small

Taken anal virginities of 3 LIs so far ever since getting a strap (everyone is a chick with a dick cuz breeding kink)

Goes to confession for cheating on kylar but does it again every time (bitch same i dont cheat but i do the same shit i go to confession for within 48 hours)

Joined the temple just to see if she can find out more about what happened to Kylar's parents

I may write her whole backstory and post it on my blog idk its not like anyone cares but i like to yap

Cheese (placeholder name)

Newest save (like a week old)

I kind of designed her after how I imagine Kylar would dress after Juno gives her a makeover (yesh i wrote a makeover oneshot cuz ik kylars a scraggly little thing that needs a haircut and new clothes)

And that basically is "monster energy can" because juno said green brings out her eyes

This ended up more about kylar than cheese but i genuinely dont know if I'll ever really flesh her out as her own person

Maybe when i get bored of bacon I'll play with her more

[wrecking]

december!! what the fuck do you MEAN it's already been 2 years of doing these monthly charts. uh open for names and stuff yaurrrr

going to add a little description for why a certain thing ends up on here

the volunteers - the volunteers / dash's favorite album!!! super meaningful to me now

maggie rogers - surrender / this has just kinda been a mood all year. like messy and melodramatic and bombastic and honest

lady gaga - the fame monster / got pulled to revisit this, and i'm sorry but she served so fucking hard. this is the deluxe w the fame included btw

ariana grande - dangerous woman / idk i just felt like i needed to revisit it after spending a lot of time away and unfortunately it's still a really good pop album

mitski - the land is inhospitable and so are we / underrated as fuck healing album. easily her best

beabadoobee - beatopia / been revisiting a lot of summer 2022 stuff and this one has held up so well. really good album and great cover

hitsujibungaku - 12 hugs (like butterflies) / i love their previous album and this is their new release! it's not my favorite but it's rly good and i wanna give it more time to grow on me

marina - electra heart / been pulled back to the melodramatic pop of my teen years (see tfm and dw above) and they're all just really good? been humming hypocrates all month

yeule - softscars / been an album for processing shit and letting it go and being unabashedly, cringedly myself

boygenius - the record & the rest / [ tries not to cry ] ok but actually tho just cool about it & afraid of heights. that is all

alvvays - blue rev / dash rly likes after the earthquake and the album is so good :)

charli xcx - crash / missed this album a bit! still rly good imo like it fills the niche of pop to turn your brain off to

food house - food house / my fav hyperpop project still, wanted earnestness and simple tried-and-true tactics rather than gimmicks and frost childrens' hyperpop albums have been on heavy rotation all year so i figured i'd revisit this instead

olivia rodrigo - guts / the stranglehold this has on my teenager arc...

pinkpantheress - heaven knows / REALLY good in a surprising way. thought her debut project was good-but-not-great but this has some BANGERS and a stunning cover. women win

yola - stand for myself / revisiting summer 2022 stuff again, but this is like the most meaningful album of that era to me and i have been just thinking about a lot

lucy dacus - home video / [ starts crying ] top 3 of all time for me. thumbs only hits harder as more time passes unfortunately

courtney barnett - tell me how you really feel / dash really likes it, and i've been in the mood for some courtney anyways. ttttt is also rly good but it's a healing album and i am not exactly healing rn lmao

hayley williams - flower for vases (descansos) / continuing right from where ^ left off, this has been my comfort during rough times for going on 3 years now. such a flawless album

rina sawayama - hold the girl / ok now HERE'S a healing album. this one is still so good idgaf if it's not experimental genre fusions. the girls that get it get it and the ones that don't dont

corinne bailey rae - black rainbows / can i be real i listened to this on a whim this month bc of mic the snare and wow it's so good. been on my mind ever since

sigrid - the hype / honestly a bit of a sleeper hit on this chart? borderline has been slowly becoming one of my all time fav pop songs, and i forgot how good wanted it to be you was

frost children - hearth room / my fav hyperpoppers really went and made an indie record... it's fun tbh it's silly and lighthearted and i love frost park in particular :)

carly rae jepsen - the loneliest time & the loveliest time / both of these are stunningly good but i've been fixating on talking to yourself all month

ethel cain - preacher's daughter / [ continues crying ] girlie is emotionally crafting things to be here specifically for me during my lowest points and we love that for me

-----

ok so real shit i already finished crunching the stats but i am too dissociative to do the fucking stat analysis rn. it'll be in the january post idgaf ok cya in 2024 * vine boom *

[rayofsunas]

s/o who dies.

A/n: listennnn, I wasn't going to write something dark, but then I unregretfully decided to listen to edgy/dark audios and I was suddenly in the mood to write this so yeah lmao. also, guess what? I'm planning on making a discord server right after posting this! so, be on the lookout for that when I get it all sorted out. also, note for Scaramouche's that the reader inserts tend to lean more femininely versed (I hope that's okay), the only reasons why I do that is because one I simp and I'm female AND two since I am doing a mini-series for Scara, I've kind of based his imagines/fics around that universe (baby daddy universe). I haven't started his yet, but consider these part of that series' universe. anyways as always thank you for requesting anon and enjoy! <333

Summary: you die + how the boys cope afterward.

Parings: Albedo/Gn! Reader, Xiao/Gn! Reader, Scaramouche/Fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, death, poison, illness/cancer, murder, arson, obsessive behavior

Word count: 2.1k

Albedo

"You need to keep this on your head." Your lover said for the one-hundredth time, placing the cold cloth on your forehead once again after taking it off only seconds earlier.

"This is pointless," You said, no longer wanting to ignore nor hide behind the invisible thick curtains of the obvious death sentence approaching. "My body rejected the medicine the first twice doses, what's a third time going to do?" You asked, knowing Albedo wouldn't answer; your hope was to knock some sense into his thick skull. but he was too worried trying to ignore the obvious as you had previously been doing, not anymore though.

This was saddening to watch, both Albedo's unfolding and the girl who accidentally poisoned you, whimpering into Sucrose's shoulder. She was only a young girl, barely seventeen when she was chosen to work under Sucrose and your boyfriend. She was very good at Alchemy and luckily had a desire to practice the craft. But unfortunately, she hadn't paid much attention when it came to Surcrose's educational poison lesson and had unknowingly mixed up poisonous liquids and materials.

After tipping over some clutter in Albedo's office and knocking over a test tube laying unsealed on the counter, you had realized the contents spilled on your skin, bleaching into your pores. You had been tasked with bringing the famed alchemist and his assistant some vials and materials for the collection of a rare butterfly they had found. It was both telling and obvious that something was wrong when you never showed up with the required materials requested and it was already too late hours later when the chief Alchemist, his assistant, and Alchemist in training came bounding down the stairs of Albedo's home laboratory.

It didn't take long for the trio to realize something was wrong. Sucrose had found the vile on the floor, most of its contents spilled and in a little puddle, plus your state on a nearby lounge chair was obvious; slumped awkwardly, forehead visibly sweating, eyes closed, breathing raspily.

You accepted the first doses of the supposed nullifying medicine without hesitation, just wanting the numbing feeling to go away. But when it never kicked in you decided it would be best to save the medicine, because it wasn't working. Your time was coming.

"Since the medicine is taking immediate effect, you should try to get the contents out of your system," He said, reaching out for you. Badly you wanted to argue that the medicine wasn't working at all, but he wasn't listening and already has his lean arms wrapped around your middle, helping gently lift and guide you over to the sink.

You hear materials being shoved to the side and soon enough you had your head dangling over the sink, shaking hands gripping the metalled edge tightly. Soon enough, Albedo's hand was on your back rubbing up and down, hoping to comfort you, it wasn't working though. You could only think about your death, what the other side would look like. Could there even be heaven or hell, maybe a place in between, maybe nowhere...?

As soon as you felt the urge to vomit, you did, and despite it being utterly disgusting Albedo seemed to welcome it happily. He took this as something good, but it only worried you when you saw the reddish hues in the bile.

"I think they should leave." You muttered acknowledging Sucrose and Elizabeth, the taste of gooey, metal only becoming more apparent. The blonde agreed, nodding and muttering "Okay."

As Sucrose lead Elizabeth towards the stairs, the pair heard you say. "Goodbye Sucrose, Elizabeth." Which only seemed to make the young girl wail louder.

You sighed sadly once the silence was back. Just your thoughts of death, and Albedo's slowly crushing heart.

"You should probably leave soon as well. I don't want you to be here when I go." Albedo frowned at your statement, head shaking.

"Don't say things like that."

Of course, he'd say that. Why did he feel the need to ignore this when it would only come back to hurt him even more later on when you were gone?

"You're the smartest man I know and we both know where this is heading," You said, head feeling much heavier than before. It was getting closer to your time. "I'm going to die, and you can't do anything about it."

"I'm not leaving your side. We promised to stick together through everything, you can't ask me to leave."

"I guess... But promise me this."

"When I go, stop blaming Elizabeth. It was an accident..." You said sincerely. Albedo wanted to make a fuss about it, tell you he'd never been able to forgive her. But for you, he would try. If it was your list desire, your last wish, he'd make it come true. Though it would be difficult. Accidental or not, she was the reason you were leaving him here, alone.

"Okay, I'll try..." He said honestly.

"Thank you," You said, letting out a shaking breath you had been holding for a very long time. Now you felt much more peaceful. "And since I know you stubbornly won't leave," You started, finally turning away from the sink to look into his cerulean eyes. "At least hold my hand."

"Of course, love."

even a year after your death, no matter how hard he tried, there was still this nagging feeling every time he looked at Elizabeth

he wanted too badly forgive her, but he couldn't

she had, although accidental, taken the one person that meant so much to him and he'd never forgive

Albedo is gonna be distant towards everyone he knows and it's completely purposeful

he doesn't like the pitiful gazes that people send his way and he hates that all the captains stared at him at your funeral

obviously, some questioned if he was able to stay in the field

he hadn't taken any time off, even when Jean advised he was welcome and that it would be best

tbh, albedo's going to have a hard time for a while

Xiao

Why did it have to be you? Why not him? He'd feel much better knowing you could live another day, after all, he'd been living a very long time.

But no, the fallen Archons, Gods, Yaksha had chosen you to join them. He wished that weren't the case

Humans and their pathetic vessels... So weak, he thought. Allowing something like cancer to beat them.

No matter how harsh it sounded, he didn't despise you, no. It wasn't your fault. You didn't ask for this. He just knew that if you were a godly being this wouldn't have happened like this or at least not so soon; Xiao had known Gods that had terminal illnesses to live years. Why couldn't you be like them?

He hated watching you lie there in that bed, immobile, sickly, and tired, and all you could say was that everything was going to be alright, that he'd be alright.

But it wasn't. He wouldn't be okay without you. He would struggle daily, fall deeper into a hole. You were the light of his life, the only light in his life. And you were gone, just like that. Turning external scars into internal ones tattered all over his dying heart.

Xiao for the longest time has been by himself, so the people of Liyue know it'll be harder for him to overcome this, no matter what he says or does to prove otherwise

Zhongli in particular knows how hard this will be for his friend

his first and probably last love, dead, gone in the blink of an eye

he'll continue fighting all the monsters he crosses, becoming even more violent when he does so, trying his best to get rid of this stupid sickly feeling of heartbreak

but it won't go away, no matter what he does, no matter how absurd

he just wants the feeling to go away, he despises that feeling so much

if you have a secret place somewhere, like in the mountains, Zhongli often finds him there, wallowing in invisible self-pity

"You know they wouldn't want you to be like this." Zhongli would say, only trying to help

but it doesn't

it only enrages Xiao, even more, fuels him to push everyone out of his life again instead of letting them in like he'd done in your presence

Scaramouche

How dare you. How dare you leave him like this. Alone, nonetheless with a toddler to raise who kept crying for her mommy. He couldn't do this without you, he didn't know how to raise a child, speak to her with the gentle care that you did. That was your expertise but now he'd be doing it solo.

And never again would he entrust someone who he cares about, into ignorant, incompetent arms. Never again will he ever allow any member of the Fatui to watch after his daughter; no matter their rank or position. They had one job while he was away doing business in Liyue. Guard your home twenty-four seven, accompany you into Inazuma's port town should you need anything, watch after his daughter while she plays happily in the luscious Inazuma fields. And they couldn't do that. All he gave them was one simple task, watch and keep you and your daughter safe. Instead, they slacked off, probably drunk in some bar while you were being brutally attacked by murderous mercenaries, left to fend for you and your daughter, only to die protecting her and leave your home to be severely burned.

He knew those idiotic Fatui soldiers were incompetent the moment he stepped foot into the harbor and found that everyone seemed to quiet down. Especially the eerily silent soldiers flanked on each side to welcome him home; he was the highest-ranking soldier in the land of Inazuma after all. Not a single one bothered to step forward and tell him what was wrong, what they all criminally allowed happen. Scaramouche only realized what had happened when he was mere minutes away from arriving home, his daughter had come running from his widowed mother's arms, the sight of smoke rising in the air, from the direction of his home. You were nowhere to be seen.

It all happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. His daughter was clinging to his shirt and his mother only stared with tears of pity.

It didn't take long for the puzzle pieces to be put together and before he knew it, Scaramouche was standing in front of his home, part of it burnt to a crisp and black.

He didn't need to ask what happened, he didn't need to know where you were, because he already knew. What he didn't know was who exactly had done this. But he was going to find out, now.

Incompetent, selfish, bastards. They would all pay for this. The lazy piggish Fatui soldiers who he should've never trusted with such a simple task and the thieves who had murdered you. They all had it rightfully coming.

Scaramouche hates the world after he lost you

he hates it so much and can't understand how this had happened

he's not a good person, so he blames it on karma and those stupid idiots who couldn't protect you

ngl, he's not gonna be around much after your death... his mother would argue that he should be here to raise your daughter, because she's also in pain and doesn't understand that this isn't some game of hide and seek this time

instead, he's focused and driven by revenge

he doesn't listen to a word anybody says, he's much more dangerous than before, and he only trusts his judgment

anyone trying to get him to stop his mission, is someone who doesn't want to see him happy he thinks (though that's not true at all. they hate that he is obsessive over this) but he will personally put a stop to that

and he'll only return home to his daughter and mother when he finds who did this and they along with their bloodline is exterminated

while he's gone, the remainder of his family is relocated somewhere he knows they'll be safe, for example, even though he despises childe, he knows his mom and daughter will be safe with his family

sorry, but Scaramouche will hold this deep-rooted hatred and love for you after you die

yes, he still loves and misses you dearly, but he hates you for leaving him alone, hates that although it wasn't intentional and out of your control, that you were gone

no matter how hard you tried to fight, it was selfish of you to leave him like this

he's not going to stop until he believes whoever was behind this is dead

and in his case, he'll stop believing when he chooses, even if they are innocent/guilty, he'll keep going

3.19.21, rayofsunas

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

monster, m | myg, jjk

pairing(s): yoongi x reader x jungkook

summary: Mafia boss Min Yoongi and his bodyguard Jeon Jungkook punish you for being a smartass. Oh, I guess there’s some plot too. Maybe.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; intense smut (fem reader, threesome, unprotected sex [get tested please], creampie); abuse;  non-idol!AU - mafiaaboss!AgustD!Yoongi (black-haired Daechwita AU), longhaired!tattooed!Jungkook; mercenary!reader; Jungkook has a praise kink; you have a pain kink (maybe psycho tbh)

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You raised an eyebrow at him.

“And?”

He tapped the air with his black card.

“Order anything you like.”

A beat passed in silence. You shut the leather menu you were holding and placed it on the table. You closed your eyes slowly and blinked at him.

“I don’t think this date is going to work out.”

You turned and were about to get up from your chair, only to have a gun pointed right between your eyes. The smile the guard gave you was almost angelic with his full lips.

“Jimin, get that gun out of her face.”

You gave Park Jimin a venomous glare. The sunglasses meant you couldn’t see his eyes even if you wanted to. The private room at the restaurant meant there were no one was watching.

“Shoot it. I honestly don’t care.”

“We both know that’s what you’re really aiming for.”

After a long moment, you turned back around to face him. Him and his scar over his right eye. A fresh reminder every time that you were the one who did that. His brown eyes seemed dead.

“How long do you plan on acting like a bitch?”

He spun the black card against the table. You hated it when he flexed how much money he had and he knew it. He didn’t do it because he was arrogant. He did it because he knew it pissed you off.

“I don’t know, how long do you plan on keeping me?”

He shrugged casually. The card spun and spun like a tiny black tornado. Then it made a sharp snap as he slammed it to the table. His eyes flickered up to you.

“Forever.”

Min Yoongi.

You were supposed to kill him and you got caught. The only time you had ever been caught. In your defense, it wasn’t because you were bad at your job. You almost had him. The scar proved it. At this point, it didn’t matter if you killed him or not. Your original contact was now dead. Min Yoongi owned everyone who as anyone in the city. Blackmail, money, whatever it took. Maybe mafia boss was too cliché of a title for him. You, on the other hand, didn’t care what he did. It wasn’t as if you were some kind of angel either. Min Yoongi was just supposed to be another number to add to the list of people you killed for money.

And, well, there was no meaning to that money now, considering he basically owned the banks.

You were pretty sure there was something wrong with you. Something was a little off. People didn’t become mercenaries out of the goodness of their hearts, after all. Maybe you caught on to killing a little too easily and felt a little too little. Maybe causing chaos was a little too fun. A little bit of an anarchist, perhaps.

Yoongi cocked his head at you, his black hair covering his eyes a little. He had been trying to convince you to work for him all this time, but you didn’t see a point in it. He had nothing to give you. Money? There was nothing to buy and nowhere to go. Fame? Not quite the title you wanted as a mercenary. Power? Fleeting as far as you were concerned. Freedom?

Oh, no, Yoongi wasn’t going to let you have that.

“You can play along or I can have Jungkook play with you. Take your pick.”

You flinched. The only reason Yoongi wasn’t six feet under was because of that little shit who interrupted you. Knocked your aim off, caused you to slash instead of stab. A single second later and you were trapped in his muscular thighs, passing out from a triangle choke and armbar combination. It wasn’t just that you were bested. It was that you were bested so easily and without even being able to fight back.

Fucking little bastard.

Yoongi smirked.

“I could go for a game of Go Fish right now,” you sneered.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “Ah, you really want it to be like this, don’t you?” He tipped his head and Jimin stepped out. Panic shot through you like lightning. Aw, shit. Yoongi watched your emotions change in an instant. He hadn’t meant play in the innocent sense, after all.

“It pains me more than it pains you.”

You made a face at him. “Shut the fuck up.”

The door slid open.

“Hey, hyung, what’s up?”

And in Jeon Jungkook sauntered. Black oxfords snapping against the hardwood floor. Black hair long and messy, wearing black slacks, matching black vest, and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He didn’t even bother to hide all the tattoos on his right arm. He gave you a cocky smile and looked over to Yoongi for instruction. Suddenly the short black dress Yoongi told you to wear was much too small and much too tight.

Yoongi tapped his fingers against the table.

Out of the two, you definitely preferred Yoongi. Mostly because Yoongi could be satiated.

You inhaled deeply. “I’ll behave.”

Yoongi’s lips curved into a sly smirk. “Begging, are you?”

“I was stating a fact. I don’t beg.”

Wrong answer. But, of course, you said it because you had too much pride to not to be a smartass. Yoongi smiled. His hand stopped moving.

“Are you hungry, Jungkook?”

“What about you, hyung? You haven’t eaten yet,” Jungkook asked inquisitively, hands in his pockets. “I couldn’t eat before you.”

Ugh. They all loved Yoongi like he was some sort of soft animal that needed to be protected. Even Jungkook, who Yoongi let do what he wanted because he was the youngest. You were sure Yoongi had to clean up some messes Jungkook made, which was why he wanted to use you. You were clean in conduct, diverse in methods, and apathetic to the cause. The perfect tool.

The problem was, he couldn’t convince you to do jack shit.

Yoongi took his card and calmly filed it into his wallet. Even though all of his guards were elegantly dressed, Yoongi was in an olive-green jacket, dark green shirt, and grey jeans. Silver accessories. No one could even guess how important he was.

And you? Tight, short, black dress with thin straps. Black heels. No jewelry. Smokey eye makeup and dark red lip. Not quite gaudy hooker, not quite rich wife either. A strange in-between.

Yoongi placed his hand flat on the table. Slowly, he turned It around and curled his fingers toward himself in a beckoning motion.

“Come here.”

You knew he was talking to you. He knew it, you knew it, Jungkook knew it. Jungkook’s dark brown eyes followed Yoongi’s hand, up the length of the table, and then to you. His lips curved into an amused smile. Like a predator to prey. You glared at the two of them. You never listened. You weren’t going to start now.

“You should listen to hyung, you know,” Jungkook purred, taking a step towards you.

“I hear every word he says,” you retort, standing up.

Yoongi tilted his head. Just a few steps and Jungkook kicked your chair aside, pressing his body against you. Hard, unrelenting, hot breath down your neck. You didn’t even look at him.

“Don’t even think about it.”

You narrowed your eyes at Yoongi, facing him as you responded to Jungkook’s words.

“I told you I’m no longer interested in murdering him.”

Yoongi gave you an open-mouthed smirk.

“You regret it now, don’t you?” Yoongi drawled slowly.

One second you were simply standing there. The next you were twisting out of the way as Jungkook tried to pin you against the wall, knee up to defend against Jungkook’s inevitable kick. Jungkook growled, grinning as he dove again. You went low, elbowing him in the thigh to throw off his balance and slam him into the floor. Or would have, if Jungkook wasn’t sturdy enough to simply take it and he drove his shoulder into your chest. You hissed at the contact of shoulder to sternum, already bracing your body as you slid across the floor due to your heels.

You felt a hand grab you by the hair and yank hard, making you hiss in pain as you went down hard on your knees. Fighting Jungkook always took all your concentration. It wouldn’t be that way if he wasn’t such a skilled fighter. Yoongi, however, was an impatient and dishonorable man.

Yoongi held on to your hair and pulled up, dragging you to your feet and slamming you against the table. You let him do it because, well, it was going to become a beating if you continued. Also, Yoongi was more lenient when he thought he was the stronger one. But you didn’t give him the satisfaction of you yelping in pain, even if your ribs felt like they were rattling.

“I think I would be worried if you didn’t try to fight for once,” Yoongi grunted, grabbing your upper arms and dragging you up the table. You tried to twist out of his grasp but Jungkook suddenly appeared between your legs and pinned your arms down.

“Ah, hyung, couldn’t you pick someone more… docile?” Jungkook complained with a pout as you panted with exertion.

Yoongi chuckled. “Are you trying to tell me you want her?” There was a dangerous edge in his voice.

“I’m only saying it would be easier for you,” Jungkook muttered, forcing your legs in their spread position as you were perched at the edge of the table. Hs eyes flitted to yours and it was obvious – the second Yoongi released you from his grasp, Jungkook would be ready to pounce.

“Take what you can get,” Yoongi growled. Coldness touched your skin as Yoongi flipped his switchblade out, slicing through the thin straps of the dress. You gritted your teeth as Yoongi’s face appeared in your vision. “I was going to let him eat you out but I’ve decided against it thanks to your antics.”

“Fuck you,” you snarled.

Yoongi shrugged. He pointed to your upper arm, tapping the implant under your skin with his blade.

“You can go in raw, Jungkook. Finally had Hoseok install it.”

Jungkook took his hands off your arms and began to unbutton his pants. “Seokjin-hyung is going to be really mad if we fuck in his restaurant,” he warned.

Yoongi scoffed. “Then I’ll let him have a taste too if he’s feeling upset.”

“This will not make me tame,” you hissed, looking up to him.

Yoongi gave you an almost-bored look. “That’s not what I’m looking for.”

You gasped as Jungkook yanked your dress up, ass hitting the table. Yoongi laid your arms one over the other above your head so he could hold them with one hand. The other laced around your neck, pushing your head up and forcing you to arch your back uncomfortably. Each silver ring cut into your skin painfully and you growled at him, even as Jungkook pulled out his switchblade and tore your panties to ribbons.

Yoongi leaned down, lips against your ear. His tongue slid out, curling around your earlobe. You stiffened, breathing swallow. He knew how to get you wet. He paid attention to detail, gently nibbling at your ear, listening to the change in your breathing as you gave in to him. You were human after all. You had your erogenous zones. You barely registered Jungkook cutting up the length of your dress, exposing your breasts to the cold. Your nipples hardened as Yoongi blew softly against your ear, whispering your name, almost pleadingly. It didn’t matter if he didn’t mean it.

“Don’t you wish it was me between your legs?” he breathed.

You sank your teeth into your lower lip, trying to control yourself. Your hand found his shirt and clutched a fistful of it in response. Yoongi chuckled and straightened, only to see Jungkook watching your pussy in fascination.

“Ah, so disappointing I can’t eat her out,” Jungkook pouted. “Looks so tasty.”

Yoongi chuckled. “Maybe next time, Jungkook.”

You could hear Jungkook’s pants falling to the floor, but you were still staring at Yoongi, holding onto his shirt. Yoongi seemed to notice your gaze and looked down at you with a smirk.

“What’s the matter? Ready to tell me you love me?”

You let go, scowling. “As–fuck!”

Jungkook entered you with one swift thrust, no stretching out, no warning, just hard dick shoved straight in. You gritted your teeth, breaking out of Yoongi’s grip and grabbing Yoongi’s shirt with both hands, struggling to adjust as Jungkook grabbed your hips and began to fuck you without remorse. You had never taken in someone raw before, and certainly not Jungkook’s rough, wild thrusts. Yoongi held you in place calmly by your neck as you struggled to not make a sound, feeling every vein and every thick inch of muscle pumped into you with vigor.

Jungkook, on the other hand, groaned lustfully as he fucked you, eyes closing as he felt your pussy clamp around him, tight and pulsing.

“Oh, fuck, hyung, it feels so good,” Jungkook moaned, throwing his head back, muscles bulging in his dress shirt and vest. His right hand dug into your hip, tattoos flexing with his tanned skin.

“Are you a spoiled boy, Jungkookie?” Yoongi drawled, voice low. He always watched. It didn’t matter who it was. He liked to watch.

“Yes, hyung.” Jungkook liked to be watched. He had a little bit of a praise kink when it came to his hyungs. He loved Yoongi, as they all did. Maybe a little too much. “Thank you, hyung.”

And well, Yoongi was clever. Even through you never told him directly, it was obvious you loved pain in all senses of the word. Delivering it, receiving it, all of it. Giving you the birth control implant was your gift as much as it was his. He could hear it, the strained moans you stubbornly kept in your throat, the wetter and wetter slapping of Jungkook’s hips against your own, watching with interest as Jungkook’s angry red cock thrust into you over and over.

He held your neck, slowly tightening. Your mind was fogging up, forced to feel the painful pleasure of Jungkook repeatedly pounding you into the table, his cock swelling inside you. Black spots danced on the edges of your peripheral vision, clouding your thoughts.

Jungkook bit his lip, digging his nails into your hips as he came with a groan. You sucked in a sharp breath, feeling hot strings of cum shooting into you, filling you up as he pulled out with a hiss, cum dripping out of you.

He was still hard.

Yoongi let go of your neck and pulled out of your grasp. Before you had time to collect yourself, Jungkook was pushing you on top of the table, flipping you over so you were on your hands and knees. Your shredded clothes fluttered to the floor, heels still on as Jungkook climbed onto the table, pants at his ankles. You could hear his cum plop onto the table from your dripping pussy. A loud scrape and you looked up to see Yoongi repositioning the chair so he could witness your face.

He caught your eye but before you could lash out, Jungkook grabbed one arm and pinned it behind your back, shoving his cock into you once more. You gasped sharply, biting your tongue as Jungkook began to fuck you again, slowly rolling his hips into your cum-filled pussy. He moaned, feeling the extra slickness of your walls painted in his orgasm. Yoongi observed with interest, not looking away. Jungkook leaned down, hand snaking between your thighs.

“Don’t you dare,” you growled, more to Yoongi than Jungkook, but both ignored you. You felt Jungkook’s nail scrape against your clit and you stiffened despite not wanting to reveal that he found the right spot. Jungkook chuckled, voice dropping several octaves.

“Scream for me.”

He pinched your clit and you clamped down hard on your tongue, squeezing your eyes shut as you slammed your fist onto the table. He thrust into you, hard, making you see stars. Every muscle tensed as you struggled to keep in your noises, furrowing your brow as Jungkook pinched and flicked your clit, abusing it. You could feel your pussy clenching and throbbing around his cock, unable to control yourself as you came with a muffled scream. Liquid gushed down both of your thighs, the squelching sounds becoming louder. It was obscene.

Yoongi’s trademark open mouthed smirk appeared as Jungkook came once again, driven by your orgasm. You were filled up once again by his cum, gasping at the sensation of so much inside you. And Jungkook still didn’t stop, slowly beginning again, moaning at the sensitivity of his cock from the back-to-back orgasms. He let go of your abused clit and grabbed your hips. The first slap made you hiss, nails digging into your palm. He kept going, smacking your ass in between thrusts to feel your walls tighten.

“Such a spoiled boy doing such a good job,” Yoongi purred. Jungkook whimpered at the compliment, looking up to see Yoongi nodding in satisfaction.

“Are you hard, hyung?” Jungkook whined, voice softening when addressing the older man.

“Mm-hmm,” Yoongi hummed, spreading his legs a little to readjust. Jungkook watched him closely, trying to see his erection through Yoongi’s jeans. The thought made him even harder inside you. You squeezed his cock and he groaned, shoving himself all the way inside you.

“Let me see,” Jungkook pleaded, raking his nails down your back. You grunted in pain and glared at Yoongi.

Yoongi chuckled. “You want to see it that bad, Jungkookie?” He dragged out the younger man’s name, low and teasing.

“Please,” Jungkook moaned, gripping your side so tight you gasped. “Oh, please, hyung.”

Yoongi glanced at you, amused at your silent scowl telling him to give the man what he wanted. He unbuttoned his jeans lazily. Slowly pulling down the zipper, lifting his hips a bit to slide it down enough to reveal his black boxer briefs. They could see it now, the growing erection straining against his underwear.

Jungkook groaned, rolling his hips into you and hitting your deepest spot. You almost moaned, eyes fixated on Yoongi’s crotch. Jungkook did it again, mumbling to Yoongi.

“Please…”

Yoongi palmed himself through his underwear, taking his time. He leaned back, exhaling deeply as he ran his large hand over his clothed erection. Jungkook was whimpering, desperate for more.

“Hyung…”

Yoongi cocked an eyebrow and sighed, giving in. He always gave in to the youngest. He pulled down his underwear, letting his hard cock spring free. You felt breathless at the sight. Maybe it was Jungkook’s multiple orgasms getting to your head. But it was always like this. Yoongi always made you wait to see his cock. He knew how to make you blind to your own desperation, growing the hungry desire to see Yoongi’s ringed hand encircle his throbbing, beautiful cock, eyes half-lidded in arousal.

Jungkook moaned again lustfully, his pace increasing again now that he knew that he was the catalyst to making Yoongi hard.

“Harder, Jungkook. Fuck her rougher.”

Jungkook obeyed, slamming his hips into you so hard that the whole table shook despite being solid wood. You choked on air, feeling the cum dripping out of you as Jungkook began to fuck you wildly and with reckless abandon, hitting your most sensitive spots. And Yoongi, in all his audacity, continued to watch, still holding his cock. He noticed your gaze and he stoked himself slowly, making you bite down on your lip to avoid moaning. You shoved your cheek against the cool wood of the table, shuddering as you came, overwhelmed by pain and pleasure.

Jungkook hissed, shooting you full of cum once again. The sensation of being so full intoxicated you and you let out and soft whimper, hoping neither of them heard you. But, of course, Yoongi heard you.

Yoongi purred your name softly. You looked up at him, breathing hard, legs shaking. At this point your makeup was messy and your lips a little smeared, hair messy from fucking. He grinned as you winced, feeling Jungkook pull out of you. Jungkook was still semi-hard, the animal.

“Come here,” Yoongi said once again.

You had snarky comments prepared. You had you retorts all filed away. But the sight of Yoongi holding his hard cock, eyes smokey with lust made you forget all of them. Every muscle hurt from your constant strain of staying silent, refusing to let them hear you cries of pleasure. But your resolve was cracking now, seeing Yoongi’s want. You crawled off the table, ignoring Jungkook who was readjusting himself behind you. There was only Yoongi.

“Hold it in,” Yoongi commanded.

You walked towards him, trying not to hobble in your heels. Even now, you were prideful of how you presented yourself. You clenched your pussy tight, not letting Jungkook’s cum fall as you approached the black-haired man.

Yoongi removed his hand and patted his thigh. Wordlessly, you slid onto his lap, your hand lightly guiding him to your entrance. You placed one hand on his shoulder to steady yourself, spying his smug expression out of the corner of your eye.

“Need me that bad, huh?”

“Shut up,” you said hoarsely. Your throat was dry from breathing so hard.

Yoongi chuckled. “I need you too,” he breathed, lips against your cheek.

You sank down on him, eyes rolling back into your head as he filled you up. He was still mostly clothed, the rough denim rubbing against your thighs as you went down. Yoongi moaned in satisfaction, hands trailing up your sides and pressing his thumbs against your nipples. Against your better judgement, a cry left your lips as his cock shoved Jungkook’s cum deeper inside you. You could feel every contour of his cock, every vein pulsating against your walls.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Yoongi drawled, pressing your nipples down and moving them in small circles. It wasn’t enough. You wanted his mouth on them and he knew it. He smirked. Yep, he wasn’t going to do it either.

You rolled your hips onto his cock. He grinned, pinching your nipples tightly and twisting them. A soft mewl reached your ears – you. Oh, fuck. Yoongi smirked triumphantly.

“Use my cock and get yourself off,” he purred. “You deserve it.”

It was all a trick. A ruse to feed your ego and yet you still did as you were told because he knew how to manipulate you, especially after wearing you out with Jungkook. It wasn’t fair, but Yoongi never played by the rules.

You lifted yourself up and sank back down, breathing hard. All your muscles were sore and yet you still found the energy to thrust your hips into Yoongi, squeezing him tight as you rode him. Yoongi pinched and pulled your nipples, fueling your arousal. He smelled so good, some kind of sharp pine, and it was driving you crazy. With a start, you realized the moans you were hearing were you, saying his name breathlessly over and over.

“That’s it,” Yoongi murmured, eyes half-lidded and smirk on his lips. “Cum for me.”

Shit. If you were in your right mind, you could refuse him, but you were so full of Jungkook’s cum with Yoongi’s dick so deep inside you that you could barely see straight. He kept pinching your nipples, flicking them hard as you went down, shocking your system every time. You came with a cry, gripping his shoulders hard as waves of pleasure raked though you, your entire body shuddering.

“Jungkook, hold her up.”

Yoongi removed his hands from your breasts, only to be replaced by strong, calloused ones. One tattooed, one bare. Jungkook held you firmly. You were panting, unable to look away from Yoongi’s eyes. His scar was an angry red. Those dark brown eyes looked at you like you were his queen, and yet it could all be a lie because Yoongi was a master manipulator. His black hair was pushed back, damp with sweat. He smirked at you, baring his teeth. You had a strange urge to kiss him, but you held back.

“Time to fill you up with me,” he whispered, hands settling on your hips.

The first thrust was slow, languid. Not enough. You bit your lip, feeling Jungkook roll your nipples slowly in between his fingers. Yoongi didn’t just want to fuck you. He wanted to drive you crazy. He wanted you to lose your mind. He sank in again, hissing with satisfaction. He made his cock throb inside you, your muscles clenching automatically in response. Jungkook ran his nail over your nipple and you could feel yourself becoming wetter with every passing second. Yoongi’s lips parted, a low, guttural growl clawing its way out of his throat. It was gravelly and deep.

“The implant was a good idea, wasn’t it?”

You gasped as he thrust in particularly deep.

“First time my cum will be mixing with Jungkook’s, deep inside you.”

Against your better judgement, you whimpered at his words. Fuck. Yoongi grinned, cocking an eyebrow.

“You like that, hm? Being pumped to the brim with cum?”

Before you could respond, Jungkook moaned behind you, pinching your nipples hard. You winced as Yoongi increased the pace, rolling his hips into you easily.

“Wonder how much you can take,” Yoongi drawled, eyes boring into yours. “Should I tie you up and let them all fuck you one by one? See how much cum you can keep in that pussy of yours before I fuck it all out of you?”

You hissed, feeling Jungkook grip your breasts and flick your nipples hard.

“Hyung, don’t get my hopes up…”

There was no way that the wet squelching noises between your hips were only your juices. You could smell Jungkook’s cum dripping down Yoongi’s cock.

“Or would you rather only have Jungkook?” Yoongi purred. He didn’t miss your eyes flashing at his suggestion. He chuckled deeply. “I’m always curious how far Jungkookie’s stamina goes.”

Jungkook was losing it behind you, groaning, pinching your nipples and ramming his clothed crotch into your back. He was rock hard, desperate for friction. Yoongi continued to fuck you, pace increasing ever so slowly.

“I want to see you on your knees,” Yoongi sneered, “Face into the ground, ass in the air, cum overflowing out of you and falling to the floor.”

You gasped, jerking forward from the force of Jungkook’s movements, your lips against Yoongi’s ear and his against yours. Harder, rougher. His lips touched your ear, tongue tracing your earlobe.

“And then I’m gonna fuck you,” he murmured, voice low and deep. “Fuck you until you can’t walk or see straight, and then wait for you to recover, only to do it again.”

You moaned into his ear, softly, falling apart to his words and his tongue.

“Yoongi, please…”

That wasn’t Jungkook. That was you, breathlessly begging into Yoongi’s ear, so quietly that Yoongi was sure Jungkook couldn’t hear you.

He waited, pumping his cock in and out of you roughly, smacking your hips together.

“Please fill me up with you.”

Yoongi made sure to chuckle right into your ear before he slammed you down hard onto his hips, shooting hot strings of cum inside, cock twitching mercilessly against your walls. You moaned his name, hands tangled in his black hair, whining as he pumped you full. He always had so much. You suspected he let it build up on purpose.

He pressed his lips against your ear. You could feel his infuriating smirk.

“Mine.”

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[sunlightinourheadlights]

heyoooo so i got hit by chapter 71 so hard so can you rec some fics while i recover :( i read your latest one and its soooo good but i think i'm gonna need a lot more fics ╥﹏╥

Hey Anon, we all got hit hard by chapter 71, you’re not alone. 😭

Thanks for reading my latest fic! I’m glad you enjoyed it, and I can absolutely recommend some fluff fics! We have a lot of very talented writers here, and we all could probably use some fluff. 💕💕

Here are some of my favorites in no particular order:

A Spoonful of Sugar and Stardust by Baronesscmd (SweeterThanYourDarkestSin) (@baronesscmd) -  Amane isn't in love with the pretty girl who comes into the coffee shop three days a week, he's not. (Well, maybe a little.)

Note: Amanene coffee shop AU series! Need I say more? 

Wonderstruck by thebonezone (@fangirlingforeverz) -  “It’s one of those famed love events you always get to hear about! At an unfamiliar location! Then, a gentle kiss!”

Note: Remember when chapter 67 came out and everyone was going crazy over that rescue scene? Well, relive those happy moments before the Big Sad hit by reading this amazing fic. 

12 Year Romance by lilaflo (@istoleyourboat) -  A tale in which Amane falls for the beautiful onee-san he met at a Tanabata festival.

Note: One-sided pining that ends with a happy ending might be my favorite trope tbh. You absolutely have to read this if you like fluff. 

Futures, Strange as They May Be by thatsrightdollface ( @thatsrightdollface) -  Nene Yashiro stumbles accidentally into a glimpse of one of her possible futures.  

Note: One of the first fluff fics I’ve read for the fandom, and it absolutely melted my cold dead heart. One of the greats, honestly. 

The Monster's Bride by hammsters (@uglierdaikon) -  A retelling of the myth of Cupid and Psyche.

Note: Not necessarily a fluff fic, but it’s got amazing world-building, and a happy ending! Definitely read. 

Bleed For Me by banjjakz (@banjjakz) -  Five times Hanako is painfully, embarrassingly obvious about being a vampire -- and the one time he doesn't even need to be.

Note: This one might be cheating. It doesn’t fit the box of a conventional fluff fic, but this is probably the happiest Yu will write, and you know what? It’s fantastic. Especially if you ignore the open-ending and just believe everything is peaches and rainbows after the end the way I do.   

Still Lake, Wrought Iron by Indigo_Floof (@indigosienna) - The soon-to-be ruler of the House of Spades was, if lightly put, a reserved young man. He didn't care much for political unions or even the idea of marriage. And then he met her.

Note: Indigo? Writing a happy ending??? But for real, this fic is everything. Such soft Hananene, you will ache in the best way. 

The Shape of Stardust by milkteamoon (@spades-queen) -  Nene Yashiro writes poetry about a certain school spirit (and the one time he read it).

Note: This is more of an angst/fluff fic, but that’s Milk for you. Still an incredibly gorgeous fic, and the ending is just hopeful enough to make this fluff list. 

Nene's Guide to Finding Love in One Summer by insipidenvy (@insipidenvy) -  How fast can one find love? Nene finds it hard to figure out.

Note: Ruka blessed us with fluff immediately after ch 71 dropped. Read this for a cute, fluffy, good time. 

All the Ways to Care About You by LyricalSniperRifle  -  The development of a supernatural's feelings for his human assistant, as told by some of the many, many ways he has touched her.

Note: Read this one at your own risk. It’s incredibly soft and heartwarming, but reading it after ch 71 might really hurt. 

for real, this time by sourlemoncandy ( @sour-lemon-candy) - "I told an upperclassman we're dating." A string of very inspired stuttering erupted from Amane’s mouth. "Sorry, you...you did what? I didn't mishear that?"

Note: A childhood friends AU and a fake-dating AU? Together? In one? Incredible. Super sweet story. Part one does end with a bit of angst and a cliffhanger, but if part two doesn’t have a happy ending, I will personally fight Peach myself.

Maid for Each Other by corologs (@corologs) -  For some reason Tsukasa thought it'd be a good idea to bring Amane to a maid cafe for their birthday. But what possible reason could he have to think th-- Oh God is that Yashiro?!

Note: Courtney has been consistently providing us with fluff since she’s arrived, but this one is still my fave from her. Childhood friends, Maid Cafes, make out sessions, it’s all there. 

That’s it for this list! I’m sure I’m missing some, but if I remember them I will come back and update the list accordingly. Please make sure you support these amazing writers by them leaving kudos and comments, and reading their other works too!  💕

[unironicduncanstan]

@alenoah and @icedancerhell did this and ik im definitely going to be cancelled for my taste but explanations below

prince of egypt: oh my gfucking god . bro the music. the ANIMATION. the story too like obviously its based on a religious tale but i mean the way its portrayed and interpreted and how it all comes across was so on point. and did i mention THE FUCKGIN MUSIC dude i would try to sing every song when i was a kid and i think attempting that literally improved my range growing up

shrek: ok when ur a kid literally all u want is to feel mature and cool. shrek was that in an hour and 30 minutes. all the adult humor. and even the shit that would fly over your head somehow still always registered as so funny. every line is burned into my brain bc i watched it so much it was so fuckgin funny and entertaining and the storyline was so depthful and important. shrek for president

sinbad: oh yeah he makes me wanna sin. Bad

rise of the guardians: oooohhg the plot was so cool and intriguing,,, the designs were so unique,,,, also i actually used to. cosplay jack frost when i was a teen osfkjskjfhksdjf i might have like One picture around here somewhere,

over the hedge: every character is perfectly designed and perfectly voiced and the humor was so good. me at like 8 years old watching hammy the squirrel drink coffee and frolic around in a slowed down world was the peak of comedy

madagascar: its just such a classic. another movie where every line is burned into my cerebellum bc i had it on dvd. id say out of this whole list this close to number one. idk where to even begin with how stupidly hilarious it was to me

httyd: lbr who didnt just do a full [lisa simpson face] when you got to the end and hiccup had lost part of a leg. the whole movie had this aura that it was like not tethered down somehow while still being great family friendly media. also im ace sexual and UHH big dragon

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antz: unironically i think it deserves so much more than it gets. the anti war messages are great the designs are cool and it goes back into the shrek maturity territory where they get to say CUSS WORDS. p much my only qualm is that woody allen had to be there 😔😔😔  

shark tale: ok dont cancel me but i really love the plot actually. i mostly love the mafia shark boy that dresses as a dolphin but even the will smith fish crash-and-burn fame hubris thing while annoying at times was rly intriguing. and the designs are the kind of thing that as a kid i loved but as an adult i do. struggle , w ith, a bit, but overall funny and entertaining story

el dorado: the music slaps so fuckgin hard thats another example of me tryna sing cartoon music to an embarrassing degree. also the Colorse . the designs . and the humor osjfsjdf the only downside is just a personal vibe bc the best friend conflict storylines make me anxious sometimes lol

flushed away: oh my god dont at me. some of the characters are so fuckgin annoying and some of the humor is just so much but i rly did like the worldbuilding and storyline. stupid posh ass rat was rly cool actually. also yet another mafia/gang violence plot in childrens media why is that so funny when ur a kid god

spirit: GREAT MUSIC GREAT STORY! i think the way the story goes like, its Better to be told with regular horses and narration rather than talking horses,,,, but my dumb whimsical child ass just didnt latch onto that style as much as the talking animal movies

shrek 2: rly good tbh all the new characters introduced are interesting and entertaining to watch, but i mostly remember it for i need a hero and human shrek. didnt rly hit the same mark as the first :/

httyd 2: another great movie with another great twist but it almost felt like too much at once for my little brain to handle. overloaded me with gay emotion 

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megamind: i love everything it stands for i just never saw it until like a year ago so its not that dear to my heart

kung fu panda: not my style of humor, i saw it once and can hardly remember it but i feel like the plot was wholesome and cute

the croods: so funny and good, ive seen it many times actually. but some of the humor just isnt my thing (its, well, crude, which also took me like 5 yrs to get that joke,)

bee movie: was pleasantly surprised the first time i watched it??? it was pretty good and it did kinda make fun of itself so idk why its so cringe to ppl. barry b benson entertained me unironically

chicken run: i saw it once when i was very young and it just didnt resonate with me also claymation most of my childhood terrified me

wallace and gromit: same as chicken run

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entire never saw it tier: dotn hate me i just dont have a lot of time on my hands. i know i will be oppressed into watching peabody and sherman within the week and i accept the charges

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monsters vs. aliens: someone got it for me on dvd and i hated it so much. its not even that bad its just a me thing like for some reason the part where the lady becomes a giant during her wedding or w/e was just like. the worst nightmare i could imagine i hated it and it made me scared to get married bc i thought that could happen to me. also none of the main cast is charming to me one of thems a bug and i have a bug phobia so i could never rly get thru it im sorry but i coudltn do it

madagascar 2: alex backstory was kinda good but the rest was forgettable for me

madagascar 3: visually kinda cool but. :/// felt really off compared to the previous movies, like an obvious cash grab. i mean who could forget the constant polka dot afro circus song advertisements

shrek 3: again mostly just remember it for the frog dad dying ,,,

shrek 4: i only saw it like 5 months ago for the first time. fiona being a warrior in an alternate timeline or w/e (if that was real and not a fever dream) was the only semi tolerable part for me

penguins of madagascar: the first few minutes with them as babies was cute the rest i physically could not keep my attention on. i dont remember anything else im sorry

[bisluthq]

I read on Reddit that Lady Gaga has a song where she complains about her fans, she says "you monsters are killing me" or something like that (obvs her fans are called little monsters". And then I thought about how Taylor probs feels that way sometimes but she could NEVER release a song being that honest about that, the parasocial relationship is so strong that fans would be so confused by her not considering them her besties. They already think she is talking about them in the evermore bridge 💀

Gaga’s been super open about how fame and fans have made her life harder tbh. And it’s not that she’s ungrateful for her Little Monsters but I think it’s hard to always have that shit around. She has an interview where she talks about how weird it is when people expect Gaga in person and how like obviously she’s “Stef in bed” kinda thing. I think as a result her fans like… know they are important but can be problematic and are just one face of her life. Tay’s fans are delusional and think they’re her besties. But also there are more of them so clearly Tay did it right and is a marketing genius.

[jackiebrackettt]

what are some song lyrics that remind you of cTubbo? I personally relate him to Glossary of Podiatry by Arthur Black!

oh god let me look thru my songs real quick. i just have one big dsmp+associated playlist so asjskj this will take a bit - but I will say a lot of mitski songs ^_^! also I’ve never heard that one but I’ll check it out!! putting this under a cut because it'll be long sorry:

starting this off by saying if anyone reads this and wants me to expand on the lyrics specifically for some songs you're going to have to ask about them separately bc that'll make this too long if i do it here ^_^

Hurry Hurry by air traffic controller - i think the whole song you can kinda relate to the stress of being a president (plus ctubbo's coping mechanism of throwing himself into work) and then the like.. one year later part or whatevs is him during snowchester (ignore the one line about sex bc apparently literally no one can write a song without a reference to it -_-) and again the pre-chorus for the last chorus is big snowchester with his family vibes where he's like.. okay what do i do now lol

Oh No! by marina and the diamonds but starting at "don't need money, don't need fame" and then going to like "one track mind, one track heart" and then it sort of turns into cwilbur (this is my "presidents' songs" part of the playlist) and then the bridge is like both of them

Action movie hero boy by lemon demon which ican't listen to anymore!!!!!! )): apart from the explosion imagery it feels like a kind of twisted/mocking light-hearted look at his plans for the nukes and esp with the dead man's switch

the last great american dynasty by taylor swift and okay hear me out... the woman that's being sung about but it's ctommy - makes more sense in the later bits but basically just "he showed up and caused chaos wth!!!" (massive misunderstanding but you know) -> "she had a marvellous time ruining everything" + the bridge of the song. and then the bit where it shifts into singing with "i" is tubbo wrt exiling tommy "who knows if i never showed up what could've been" / "i had a marvellous time ruining everything"

See the day by the altogether - this is more light-hearted/hopeful than the original version (which isn't all that Not Hopeful it's just the other more is More Hopeful if that makes sense?) so i like to think of it as original version right after disc war finale and then hopeful version moreso after he's started his family - i think this song works for a lot of ppl tbh

Monster from frozen musical - okay hear me out.. bear with me.. president tubbo being villainised by the people he's close to to the point where he believes it but he still wants to try and be different/better anyway... also the bit about not feeling = ctubbo repression king. "fear will be your enemy and death it's consequence" haha #just child soldier and child president tingz.. (warning for suicidal thoughts in this song though - it's just one line if i remember correctly but like.. oof)

okay this is everything for now! as i said i also have a lot of mitski songs but this is already kinda long soo.. thank you for the ask ^_^!!!