#i was gonna post this together with the other playlist covers i made

[aruoqi]

cosmic

[iccyhoon]

OKAY SO LIKEEE..hear me out.. reader suddenly drops by ni-kis house at a stupid late time, basically forcing him out the door to watch the first snow fall and play in the snow with her. They start walking back to his house while sharing earbuds. The song 'snow' by Kim Daniel starts playing on her shuffle playlist, and they have a little moment, confessing that they liked eachother

Okay that was really specific but like...🫠

Ahhhhh! Of course!! You got it!! I love this idea!! It's so cute and simple yet has so much potential!! I won't let you down! Thank you for being the first post on my enha blog!

Snow

PAIRING: Ni-ki x fem!reader

WARNINGS: Cutesy Niki!

WORD COUNT: 814

He heard knocking on the door after he was done brushing his teeth. He was confused so he immediately walked out and looked at the peep hole to see you. He was so confused as he checked his phone. It was currently 2:45 am at night. He opened the door for you as he rubbed his eyes.

"Why are you here?" He said, harsher than expected. "It's about to snow! Let's go watch it together." She said light and whole heartheartedly. He shook his head. "It's late..." He said, trying to reason with you.

You were dressed in fleece leggings, white skirt along with a white puffer jacket. Brown earmuffs to match the brown boots you had on.

He smiled looking at how cutesy you dressed up. "Please Niki?" You asked as he shrugged. "I don't know. It's late." He said yawning immediately after. You pouted and grabbed his coat, his scarf, a beanie, and his winter boots. "Now get these on." You huffed as he shook his head no, sitting on the couch.

You puffed your cheeks. Helping him get dressed as he couldn't help but smile at your reaction. You helped him get ready as you pulled out your phone. "Hurry it's 3 already! First snow starts at 3:15!" You yelled as he covered your mouth, suddenly full of energy. "Shh! My neighbors are gonna kill me..!" He whisper yelled as he chuckled and you giggled.

You guys both laughed as you plugged in your earbuds, playing your winter playlist. He knew winter was your favorite season so he didn't complain as he stuck the right side in his ear.

"So where are we going?" He asked. "To that open field of grass." He looked, he didn't see much grass. He did see patches of frost though. "That's frostbitten grass silly." He said as you sighed, looking at your phone. "Hurry it's 3:05!" She said, pulling on his wrist, forcing him to run. He laughed and you laughed with him.

"We made it!" You said, checking the time, "It's 3:12 am." You said, waiting for the snow as you sat, he sat next to you as he cleared his throat. You guys sat in silence for a minute.

"So I-" You both said at the same time and laughed gently together. "You first." He said. "No you." You said back. "You go." He insisted. "A gentleman knows better to listen to a lady." You told him as he looked around. "Where's the lady?" He joked as you pushed him lightly.

"Kidding, kidding." He said, taking a deep breath. "Listen, y/n." He started off, causing yout heart to pump faster at your nervousness.

Just then, the song changed to Snow by Kim Daniel as he chuckled.

"As I was saying..." He said looking into your eyes, your nose all red from the cold. "I really... really do like you..." He confessed. "For a while now actually. All the little things you do is why I fell in love with you. You may be crazy and come to my house at damn near 3 in the morning just so I can watch the first snowfall with you." He said chuckling, "But that's something I want to keep doing with you..." He said holding your hand. "That's something I want to experience forever alongside you." He confessed as tears rolled down your cheeks.

He was horrified and hugged you. "I'm sorry..." He said gently as you pulled away slightly smiling. "I'm not sad... just really relieved you feel the same way..." You replied, your voice sweet and soft as he sighed of relief.

You guys smiled at each other, knowing your feelings were both reciprocated. As a snowflake fell on Niki's nose.

You immediately smiled and turned to see the snow fall. You were so happy and once the song ended, you leaped out of his arms and went to play in the snow. Niki following you soon after.

You made snowballs and threw them at him as he counter attacked and threw one at you as well. You guys made snowmen and snow angels together and after you were making your 4th snow angel, he just looked at you. Knowing that you were now his.

You walked over to him and smiled. "Thank you Niki." You said sheepishly as he rubbed some snow off your face. "Thank you for dragging me out here tonight." He said, sitting upright, pulling you in for your guys' first kiss.

BONUS!!

Niki woke up cuddled next to you as he texted his group chat.

Niki: Sorry guys, I caught a cold

Wonnie: Oh no, what kind?

Hoonie: What happened this time?

Niki: I'm love sick

Niki has sent a photo

Jay: Really 😐

Woonie: Feel better...

Hoonie: Why are you guys up at 6 am? I'm going ice skating on my day off

Seen

[stvrdrops]

star like you pt 1 | pt 2 ☆ shuri x fem!reader (fame au)

you’re a superstar and she’s your producer. when you collide together again for the first time in a while since your listening party the two of you feel a spark. 

warnings : i don’t think there are any!

word count : 2.9k+

note : hi !! this is basically my return to tumblr. i took such a long break because honestly my fixation on shuri ended and i lost a lot of my motivation. i also was figuring out a lot of college stuff and working on larger projects for my career. i didn’t want to push out mediocre content just to keep up with my posting, y'all don’t deserve that! this will be a series i plan on completing. it has a playlist attached in my masterlist but the song popular by the weeknd kinda sets up for how the story is gonna play out. so i would suggest listening to that one as you read. i hope you enjoy this ! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

“so.. what’s your name?” the man who approached you says with a nervous grin spreading across his face. it had been covered in sweat which made you guess two things. either he felt really hot in his navy blue suit, or he was entirely too nervous to be approaching you right now. you presumed it was the second option. this was only because just a few moments earlier you saw him chatting with his friends and how they would always look back at you.

you chuckle, “i’d rather you just ask me for the picture already, rather than play dumb about not knowing who i am.”

you turn your body to him, giving him your full attention. you watch as his eyes grow wide and he begins to play with his collar, as if it’s suffocating him. his sweat droplets glide down his forehead and absorb into his full eyebrows. you think it’s amusing, because you know he doesn’t just want a photo. he wants something much more.

“i’m sorry.”

“it’s fine.” you set your glass down, “so do you want the picture or not?”

“uh, yeah sure. i guess.” he says while fumbling to pull out his phone. you glance over to his buddies to see them with wide grins, so you decide to play along. you take his phone, brushing ever so slightly against his rough hands with your soft fingers. it leaves a trail of goosebumps rising against his skin that is hidden underneath the suit. 

“get in the frame.” you say as you focus the camera mainly on you. that was just how you liked it, having all the attention on you. you weren’t sure how you would’ve lived any other lifestyle than the one you’re living right now. best selling new album, grammy nomination number three with one win already under your belt, sold out tour for next year, and all while you were just twenty. should you have been drinking a martini? not legally. however, the bartender was more than willing to move around the rules a little bit if he heard who track seven was written about.

he shuffles closer to you, the only thing keeping him from moving any closer is the aura you omit. he knew you weren’t on his level, especially because he was just some niche internet celebrity that only the incels of twitter knew about. you weren’t even sure how he made it into this exclusive bar.

the camera from the phone clicks and your toothy smile turns into one that shows annoyance. you hand the phone back and watch as his face is stuck in embarrassment. you soooo got off on that.

“hope you have a nice night.”

“y-yeah, you too...”

he shuffles away and you watch as he keeps his head held down low. he passes by his friends who all try to congratulate him upon his arrival back, thinking something entirely different took place during the interaction. he just walks right past them and towards the exit of the bar. 

you turn your body back towards the bar and look back down at your glass. your acrylic nails play around with the olives at the bottom of the near empty drink. you hadn’t had a real motive for going to the bar. really you just wanted to escape your manager for a second and have a night out to yourself for once. living the socialite lifestyle meant you were hardly ever alone. your assistant stayed up your ass constantly and even lived in your guest house back at home in L.A.. you had to go out to places almost every night whether it be restaurants or brand launches with friends to keep up with the life that young girls only dreamt of. which, you loved it, but you also liked your own company a lot more than anyone else’s.

“here you are.” the bartender says, winking as he slides you another martini.

“who bought me this one?” you ask, considering you’ve been receiving drinks all night. to be specific, this was your seventh one. usually guys would send over fruity shots, which is what they expected you to drink. luckily you had a group of girls celebrating a bachelorette party right beside you. you had been giving them all of your drinks which they greatly appreciated. 

this time the drink had been a martini. the exact same way you had been getting them all night. how thoughtful.

“cutie at the end of the bar. she said she knew you.”

your eyes glance over in the direction of where the bartender’s hand subtly points to. sure enough you saw the girl he had been referring to. she knew you, and you did know her. she was one of the producers on your new album. she’s up and coming and you knew you had to be one of the first to brag about working with her. sure enough the song was a hit and even one of the tracks off the album being put up for grammy nominations. 

despite all that, you two had never actually met until your album release party. every conversation before that had been done on the phone since she wasn’t living in the U.S. at the time. it was safe to say you were surprised she was here in new york. even more surprised that she ended up at the same bar as you, on the same night, at the same time. you would say it’s fate. she would say she saw the paparazzi pictures of you entering the bar and she just happened to be in a hotel a couple blocks down. nothing an uber ride couldn’t fix.

she waves to you and flashes a smile. her pearly white teeth sparkle against her darker skin. you smile back, giving a little wave as well. she looked cute in her sleeveless shirt and dark green dress pants. Which you only saw due to her standing against the wall near the bar. the rest of the seats were taken, so she waited the long game and decided to stand until she made her move. her hair had been freshly faded and she had added a few more tattoos onto herself since the last time you two were together. you were unsure how you saw them despite the dim lighting, but you were just staring too hard to not notice. 

you felt a bit overdressed in your vivienne westwood dress that accentuated your chest and sat high on your thighs. it wasn’t anything too fancy, but the black kiki marc jacobs boots you were wearing were anything but casual. 

“oh yeah? tell her to come over.” you say back to him, and he gives you a look. “don’t worry i’ll tip you well.”

he smiles and walks away from you to the other side of the bar. you can’t see his lips moving, but you can tell they are because now she’s looking at him instead of you. then she looks at you, as if wanting you to say the words yourself. so you do, in a glance and a quick nod. her white teeth flash again when she smiles. she grabs her glass from the counter, filled with some type of expensive scotch. she had actually been old enough to drink, her being two years your senior.

your eyes trailed her as she made her way around. people crowded your vision of her every so often as they conversed with those around them, swiveling in their bar chairs. 

“hi.” she finally says when she’s standing in front of you, looking even better up close.

“hi.” you say back as you take her in.

“mind if i sit?”

“not at all.”

share slides so easily into the seat with this energy that makes your stomach suddenly feel fuzzy.

“how’ve you been?” she asks.

“good, yourself?” you ask in return, your fingers trailing themselves around the rim of her glass. she glances at the action out of the corner of her eye.

“i mean, a lot has changed. good change though, all thanks to your album. let’s just say i won't be out of a job anytime soon.”

you laugh, “so is this drink a thank you?”

“you could say that. it’s also just a kind gesture. i saw that guy bothering you earlier.”

“bothering isn’t the right word choice. he was harmless really.” you take a sip of the martini, “besides, i know how to handle myself.”

shuri stares at you for a moment, entranced by your being. her hands are resting on her lap but they ache to reach out for your exposed skin. ever since the album party she couldn’t help but think about you. work crushes were extremely unprofessional and she prided herself on never mixing pleasure with business. you were just that one exception for her and it made her head spin.

that night at the party you had barely even talked to her, but she watched everything you did. which, she would be surprised if anyone had not been watching you that night. the party was all about you. granted, it was partly about shuri too considering she had collaborated on it. she was nice to the people who came up to her and congratulated her work. she watched as you did the same thing.

she barely got the chance to talk to you, so the fact she was talking to you now made her feel like it may be one of the last convenient chances she gets. 

“do you turn down everyone who tries to flirt with you?”

“i’m not turning you down am i?” you ask her, moving your eyes from your glass to her. “why do you ask?”

shuri felt like she was caught, “i saw you do it at the party. i saw you do it tonight. i never see any media covering any dating stories with you so i’m just tryna see what the deal is.”

you raise your eyebrow, “so you’re trying to see if i’m fair game.”

shuri smiles again, this time it looks shy and innocent. it makes you swoon a little.

“yeah i guess you could say that.”

you can’t help but cling onto every word that she says because of her wakandan accent. it was so sexy the way she made every word sound so much more special than it really was. it had been sexy when you heard it over the phone and at the party, but it felt somewhat different this time. 

“what time is it?” you ask her, which catches shuri by surprise.

“um,” she quickly pulls her phone out of her back pocket and opens it, “eleven fifty-six.”

you sit and think for a moment. you had to be back up at five in the morning for a photoshoot but you figured it was still early enough in the night to have some fun. lucky shuri.

“okay. let’s go to wherever you’re staying at.”

shuri was shocked by your response. she knew she was attractive and had some game. however, you were a task she couldn’t even begin to imagine tackling. you were on this pedestal to the entire world that almost made it impossible to see you as a fellow human being. with your millions of followers and “i’m the shit” mentality it made you intimidating. you were the prize and shuri had her eyes on you.

“okay, yeah. i’ll get us an uber.” shuri says while searching through her phone for the app. “it says it will be here in ten minutes.” 

“cool, we can wait by the entrance.”

you get up from your chair and throw down a couple fifties. your drinks didn’t cost much but you did say you’d tip well.

shuri follows behind you like a lost puppy which makes her feel some kind of way. she wasn’t used to being the follower or the less dominant one. all you ever oozed was dominance and control. she was desperate to break that wall down and see what you were really like beneath it all. no one is ever that composed. 

“so,” shuri starts as she leans against the wall next to the entrance, “what have you been up to since the album release?”

you can’t help but laugh, “everything i’ve been up to is posted on my socials.”

“oh, i know.” shuri checks her phone, “aren’t you going to ask what i’ve been up to?”

you hum, “shuri, what have you been up to?”

“nothing much. just done a lot of work producing wise. i’ve been attending a lot of events of my own recently.”

 “i saw on your insta. i’m glad you were able to find a free night.” you stare into her dark brown eyes.

“yeah, me too.”

a silence consumes the two of you despite all the talking and low music filling the room. you’d never quite felt like this with anyone before. this feeling of being okay with being around someone other than yourself. shuri could sense you weren’t a person who let their exterior down easily. not your real one anyway. the wakandan knew she had a huge task ahead of her, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to do it all in one night. however, she knew you were feeling her, and that was good enough.

everything was going great as she continued to get closer to you with every slight step. she figured it was good for her to get closer since you weren’t telling her to stop. it wasn’t like she made the distance closing unobvious. then, of course, her phone went off.

“the uber is here.” shuri says while turning her phone off and looking back up at you.

“are you ready?” you ask her.

“yeah?” shuri says with curiosity. why wouldn’t she be?

“no, i mean are you ready?” you ask again while looking outside of the window closest to you both. shuri follows your gaze and notices all of the people outside readying their large cameras. now she knows what you meant. once pictures hit the media of you two in date outfits and getting into the same car meant all hell would break loose. 

“are you ready?” shuri can’t help but ask. she was concerned about how much you’d have to deal with when the morning came. you were the shooting star and she was simply the sky that surrounded you. the attention would be on you, not her.

“i’m always ready.” you say while smiling and grabbing her hand. it made her eyes widen and she could feel the heat spreading across her soft face.

your feet pick up sooner than her own, so for the first couple steps you’re practically dragging her along. shuri eventually picks up the pace at the right time. she can see the paparazzi positioning their cameras on you and her before you’ve even exited the building. 

“open the door for me.” you say under your breath as you finally make it to the big glass doors. shuri very quickly follows your command and it makes you smile.

voices begin to flood the entire entrance area, and they're all shouting for you. 

“put your arm around my waist.”

shuri nods and does just that, confused by your motives.

you both begin walking down the sidewalk to the uber that seemingly couldn’t park any closer. clicks and flashes of light cloud your vision and ears but you were used to it. you hardly ever blinked anymore when one of them went right off in your face. however, shuri was struggling to make her way through it all. she wasn’t used to so many photos begin taken of her at once. she was someone who stayed in the background, never front and center.

“y/n, are you two an item?”

“maybe!” you answer with a soft, girl next door smile. you had been practicing it since you first got big.

“shuri! was this a date?” one of them asks as they shove a camera into her face. it was none other than tmz.

“well, um...” she fumbles to find the right words, afraid she may say the wrong thing and ruin her chances with you.

“it was a catch up. shuri produced one of the singles on my new album. you should def go and stream it!” you say, quickly recovering the conversation and making sure the camera grabs your good side. shuri is impressed by how good you were at giving the media not what they want, but just what they need.

“is her arm not around your waist? seems pretty romantic to me.”

“she’s making sure i don’t get lost in the crowds. besides, i don’t mind a cute girl on my hip.”

that part made her catch her breath a little. it was as if her heart stopped beating for a second and then continued on. especially when you looked up at her with sparkling eyes.

“sorry guys, we’ve gotta go.” shuri says when she realizes that you’ve both finally reached the car.

the paparazzi continued to take photos of the two of you as you hop into the car together. the driver doesn’t say a word. living in new york as an uber driver meant you picked quite a few celebrities. the less you talked meant a better tip.

shuri simply puts her hand on your leg, wanting to squeeze the skin beneath her fingertips. you lay your head on her shoulder, content with the touching. this was sure to be an interesting night as the two of you ached to touch one another in other ways. 

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[blorb-el]

13 and 23 for the fanfic end of the year asks?

13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

I have songs that inspire me to think about the fic in question and the characters, but I usually need minimalism while actually writing. For inspiration: the Prisoner’s Chorus from Beethoven's Fidelio, the first movement of the Mendelssohn Violin Concerto in D minor, Peter Gabriel’s cover of The Power of the Heart, Leonard Cohen’s Recitation/A Thousand Kisses Deep, Regina Spektor’s The Call. For actually writing, long playlists/best of's of Arvo Pärt, Max Richter, and Ludovico Einaudi, and this random album of FNAF game music remixes

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

putting this under a cut because there are SO DAMN MANY GOOD GOD...........

the biggest would be finishing the Kryptonian superbat au, which would be (mild spoilers?) sort of a sequel to isostatic. It was my NaNo project in 2022 but I had to stop about 25k in for Reasons. I think once it’s done it’ll land in the 40k ish range? There Will Be Footnotes.

of course finishing we shall be free; we shall find peace, but tbh I was pretty damn sure I was never going to finish that in a year. I made about 45k of progress on it during NaNo this year, but, horrifyingly, that only got me about...halfway…through the plot outline. this mfer is a SLOW slow burn

I really wanted to participate more in bottom bruce wayne october with various superbat ideas and ended up with 4 drafts, one of which was done enough to end off to januariat to be beta read, but I just couldn’t figure out how a few paragraphs in that would flow, which is usually a symptom of being unsatisfied with a deeper issue. So the catboy pwp, the chastity belt dkos-ish au, the sex pollen, and the [redacted fic that shall remain undescribed bc I will never have the nerve to publish it except on anon] all remain in tragic stages of unfinishedment

speaking of various pwps, I really wanted to make progress on an immediate post-wf289 fic where the ashes of the Kryll give superbat low-level temporary telepathic empathy and of course they've been pining for each other for years and do it very tenderly and probably weep manly tears, because that's the bronze age worlds finest vibe <3

The claspers whumpfic where clark gets shrapneled and bruce has to do emergency surgery and oh no discovers his claspers remains one scene. I need to look up best practices in octopus physical therapy for this though if it gives you some idea of the intended plot. This would be a prequel/backstory to make this place your home and a home for my xeno clark headcanons in general

I really want to do an omegaverse fic that’s the opposite of the 'oh no, I’ve just gone into heat and I have no plans, you’ll just have to sleep with me' trope. like, bruce's contingency plans have fallen through yeah, but with two weeks advance notice and he's asking clark for a gentleman's favor and there's traditional style courting with cheese plates and possibly slow dancing. also maybe to incorporate xenomegaverse Delta clark and also how much more dangerous Poison Ivy would be in an omegaverse setting

I still have aspirations for a sequel to tacere featuring Kara acclimating to life on earth, but that’s on the back burner until I read more of her comics bc i know that plot's been done over and over and i want to be sure i know what the canon takes are

i fervently want a comfort (xen)omegaverse cloisbat set during the recovery in superman: lost

dragonclark aka the one where kryptonians all avoid magic bc they don't want the spells that shapeshift them into humanoid forms to be broken and they're actually (slightly fifth dimensional) dragons but otherwise tech based. don't worry about it. martha and jonathan found a baby six-limbed dragonlet in that rocket that blinked at them and then shapeshifted and they were like ok we are still gonna adopt

was contemplating a fic set in clark's sophomore year of college where xenoclark/mermaidlori get together but i can't decide whether i want it to be straightforward pwp hooking up or actual melancholy young love plotfic where they both have this impending separation hanging above their heads. i was vaguely thinking of having lori's mermaid tail be partially paralyzed but i'd have to do a hell of a lot more research into ableism related to wheelchairs and find a wheelchair using beta

old timey radio husbands ft. radio bruce getting blackmailed for having sexe pictures. need to buy a book to research the metropolitan american gay scene in the 40s. or perhaps the fic is just the excuse i need to order the book?

every time i watch any given jl episode i want to write a fic where dcauclarkie my problematic rectangular fave gets some god damn therapy. this has been the state of my brain for two years and it may in fact be time to pick up my first ever attempt at dc fic, which was post-stas pre-jls1 fic that attempted to explain why the US government would ever trust dcauclark again by lifting the plot of panic in the sky from the reeves show (ft. amnesiac clark)

speaking of reeves and watching shows every time i watch an episode of batman 66 I want to write an adamwest!bruce/georgereeves!clark because every time I watch 66bruce be a ridiculous dad to dick I’m like ohhhhhhh this man NEEDS to get [redacted] until [redacted] he DESERVES it. he is so husband material. and 50s Superman also could use [redacted redacted redacted]. Unfortunately this is not a plot, but as Jan so patiently reminds me, pwp is a thing, so...

that was so many. if you have read to the end let me know if any of these are intriguing and i shall perhaps move them forward to the front burner alongside wsbf

[goodwriterwithbadhabits]

Ateez Playlist: Offstage

AKA: Songs that remind me of the members and why. (GIF Credit to the original owners!) Minor Trigger Warning, this post talks about some of the darker sides of mental health, so please read with caution. 

Ateez are super different on versus offstage, so I’m splitting up their two personalities in separate posts. 

Onstage Version Here. Master List

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Seonghwa: Save Myself- Ed Sheeran

This song is all about a person who has spent their whole life helping others and not getting anything in return. Its a lament to hurting oneself in order to help others. Seonghwa is nurturing, to the point where he’s considered the mom of Ateez, but there are times you can tell he’s the one in need of a hug. Save Myself feels like the kind of song he would want to sing, but not have the heart to admit that he too needs a little help. 

Hongjoong: Castle of Glass- Linkin Park

So, I personally think Linkin Park and Hongjoong go perfectly together, and not just because of his awesome cover and the fact that he sometimes dresses like a 2013 emo kid. Castle of Glass is strange, both in its lyrics and its melody. Its an almost haunting song, about the singer(s) not being perceived as a meaningful thing, and their desperation to be helped, hidden behind a melody that draws you in. Hongjoong is the same way for me, someone who seeks help and to change the world, but would never say it out loud. 

Yunho: Falling- Harry Styles

Falling comes at the end of the relationship, when the singer is lamenting not only the failed relationship, but also the person they’ve become. Yunho strikes me as someone who is very self-reflective and would be able to acknowledge his own faults and failings. The singer’s voice is also so full of raw emotion, it feels like he’s baring his soul, something that feels very Yunho. 

Yeosang: Achillies Come Down- Gang of Youths

I’ll be honest, I had such a hard time with Yeosang, but I settled on this song because of one main thing: this song is not about Achillies. Yes, technically it is, but its moreso about Patroclus’ love of Achillies and him continuing to fight Achillies demons, even after death. It’s that aspect that reminds me of Yeosang, a lover who would help you face your demons, and remind you of the promises you made. He does remind me of Achillies as well, a good man with too many monsters to fight, but the mysterious, ghostly tenor of Patroclus is what makes this song Yeosang’s. 

San: Begging- Maneskin

Not gonna lie, the first word that comes to mind when I think of San is Horny. And when you first listen to Beggin, it just sounds horny, but if you read the lyrics, its actually a rather interesting song. The singer is begging for the subject not to leave, to continue to love them. They explain how their lover has made them change into a better person. Its actually really raw and emotional. San is similar. While he’s known for being a phenomenally hot guy, he’s still a gentle soul, someone searching for that person who makes him better. 

Mingi: Iris- Goo Goo Dolls

This song is so fucking sad, but if you listen to the lyrics, you find that its a song about someone who finds a person that makes them want to show off their flaws, knowing that the rest of the world would never understand. Mingi is, on the outside, a very brilliant light. He’s cheerful and funny but we know that deep down he’s not always okay. He has this profound air of sadness around him, and I feel like Iris would be a song he could at least relate to. 

Wooyoung: What a Shame- Layla Blue

What a Shame is such a cocky song. There’s really no other way to describe it. The point of the song is pointing out that the ex definitely downgraded, and that is such a Wooyoung mood. On the other hand, Wooyoung also feels like he could be the recipient of the song, the person the singer is chiding. His degradation thing is blatant, so a song degrading him just feels correct. 

Jongho: Kryptonite- 3 Doors Down

Jongho is known for his strength, for being the quiet kid, but people seem to forget, he’s only 22. He’s actually about 6 months younger than me. Kryptonite is a song I feel like he would sing, or at least send to his friends. It asks the listener if they would still be around if the singers strength failed them, and baby Jongho might need to confirm that everyone would be. 

What do you think? Do you agree or do you have songs that remind you of the members? Let me know in the comments and stay tuned for the onstage version coming soon. 

[ourladyofomega]

Great news for most of you: @rivetgoth has summoned me to choose ten of my favorite listens of September ‘23. Expanding the time span to thirty days meant holding out until the end of the month just to be sure. Picking out only ten was easy to do, and whether you like me or not, you’re gonna’ have to deal with it.

Your winners are:

#1: Replacements, The: "Unsatisfied" #2: Cult, The: "Rain" #3: Chemical Brothers: "No Reason"

This group of three is what happens when you’re following a mutual who’s super-obsessed about music. @tewz is an open book with plenty of audio and music video posts for the taking, plus a couple of Spotify playlists to rifle through. (Stay for the cat videos, too.) She’s my go-to and because of her, I had easy assembly of one of my recent radio broadcasts.

A fellow dee-jay asked me to fill-in for him not long ago. Now I had a double-broadcast (four hours) to set up. I had enough reserves from her to pull it off, so The Replacements’ “Unsatisfied” and The Cult “Rain” made the cut. Chemical Brothers: "No Reason" reminded me why they retained a feverish fan base to begin with, going all the way back to their “Setting Sun” days. Dare I say it reminded me of Daft Punk? Really, I thank her for everything music-wise she’s given me, ever.

#4: Crime Of Passing: "Off My Shoulder"

I love everything about this track. Unmistakably reminds me of Diat and the rest of the record follows with goth rock, post-punk / d.i.y, and coldwave. As a whole, Crime Of Passing displays a great style, aesthetic, seriousness, and urgency; all coming together and consistent as a gloomy yet smoking-hot nine-track album.

#5: Yfory: "Chwaer Pwy?" #6: M(h)aol: “Therapy” #7: Es: "Emergency"

I did an all post-punk / d.i.y. broadcast last month. One portion of the show had me group together female-fronted bands from Europe. That block started with Germany’s Maraudeur, continued on with Scotland’s Breakfast Muff, and then these three. Anyone paying attention knows that Europe (and especially the UK) is giving every other city scene a run for their money.

Also from Germany, Yfory struck me with their album cover (If anyone can identify that typeset, do let me know), their fluid Welsh lyrics which is new to me, and their great craftsmanship; hence "Chwaer Pwy?". I went with “Therapy” from feminist band M(h)aol because it sounds so rough. It’s the Irish equivalent of Guerilla Toss’ “Eraser Stargazer Forever” which sweeps the floor of everything. (If you really want to set yourself on fire, listen to “Period Sex”. Wow.) And, I got excited for new sounds from England’s Es. I played their opener “Emergency” at least 20 times and I still haven’t figured them out. That’s a good thing. Fortunately, the hopeful sounds of “Emergency” follows towards Less Of Everything and far away from Object Relations, and that’s from Flora Watters on keyboards, who is that special ingredient that makes Es. Their uniqueness pushes them near the very top of post-punk / d.i.y.

#8: Mamalarky: “Green Earth”

No way! What is this?! As if Palm’s Dog Milk and Mr. Elevator got a room, fucked, and made this. And I don’t know why I’m also equating Todd Rungren’s “Hello It’s Me”, maybe Peter Max, and other late-Sixties / early-Seventies standards in the mix, but this sounds amazing. It has that lo-fi, drowsy, malfunctioning feel with a wondrous charm to it. It’s really beautiful.

Now get this: “Green Earth” is on the environmentally- conscious The Eleventh Hour: Songs for Climate Justice compilation (and later Pocket Fantasy: B-Sides), and then you can clearly hear vocalist Livvy Bennett breathe in and inhale before singing each verse. Get it? Any song that can transport you to a new, undiscovered world is a unanimous winner in my book.

#9: Blonde Redhead: “Melody Experiment” #10: Tan Cologne: "Visitation"

To describe these in one word: inexplicable. They can be a soundtrack to a future world that could very well be possible, but in the same measure possibly not. These would fit right in with the annual ‘second chance’ broadcasts I do to end the year. ‘Second chance’, meaning, songs I enjoy but simply don’t fit into a specific category, so they have one all of their own. Think Erasers’ “Easy To See”, Mega Bog’s “Maybe You Died”, New Chance’s “Real Time”, Lily’s “New Fries”, and Il Quadro Di Trosi’s “Sfere Di Qi”.

“Melody Experiment” from Blonde Redhead sounds unreal to me. I still don’t believe it even exists. If it does, it’s the definition of ‘slick’. Sonically, it has wavelengths of “Corrections” from Phil Western and a breath similar to Pixel Grip’s Rita Lukea. Don’t ask me why I came up with that. To each, everyone’s own. Tan Cologne’s new single had to be influenced by Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood “Sand“; the all-encompassing heat during the pending sundown on a blazing-hot Summer day. These final two picks I’ve already heard at least thirty times, and I plan on hearing them thirty more.

Good news: I tag no one. As always, play at your own risk.

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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Careless Whisper

Written By: Andrew Ridgeley & George Michael

Artist: George Michael/Wham!

Released: 1984

Although officially released by Wham!, this was George Michael’s first breakaway single. The song explores the guilt felt by George after he cheats on a partner, and his inability to “dance” with them in the same way after this betrayal. Despite the song’s ubiquity in pop culture since its arrival on the scene in 1985, George Michael has confessed to having no particular connection to the situation this song portrays. He wrote the song to pass the time on a bus, when he was just seventeen. In his 1991 memoir, Bare, Michael admits he regrets that it “was not an integral part of my emotional development… It disappoints me that you can write a lyric very flippantly—and not a particularly good lyric—and it can mean so much to so many people. That’s disillusioning for a writer.” Later in an interview with People magazine, he made similar remarks about the song. “I’m fed up with ‘Careless Whisper.’ I don’t know why it made such an impression. Is it that so many people have cheated? I have no idea. But it’s ironic that I wrote it when I was 17 and didn’t know much about anything. Certainly nothing much about relationships.”

[Intro] Time can never mend The careless whispers Of a good friend To the heart and mind Ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth Pain is all you'll find Should've known better, yeah [Instrumental] [Verse 1] I feel so unsure As I take your hand And lead you to the dance floor As the music dies Something in your eyes Calls to mind a silver screen And all its sad goodbyes [Chorus] I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Verse 2] Time can never mend The careless whispers Of a good friend To the heart and mind Ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth Pain is all you'll find [Chorus] I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend (Should've known better, yeah) And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Post-Chorus] Never without your love [Bridge] Tonight, the music seems so loud I wish that we could lose this crowd Maybe it's better this way We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say We could have been so good together We could have lived this dance forever But now who's gonna dance with me? Please stay [Chorus] And I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Outro] (Now that you're gone) Now that you're gone (Now that you're gone) Was what I did so wrong, so wrong That you had to leave me alone?

Dreams

Written By: Noel Hogan & Dolores O'Riordan

Artist: The Cranberries

Released: 1992

“Dreams” was the first single released by The Cranberries after being signed to Island Records. However, the band’s video for “Linger” was picked up by MTV in 1994 while they toured with London Suede and that song reached the top 40 in five countries. So, “Dreams” was then reissued and found chart success. The song was written about “feeling really in love for the first time”.

[Refrain] Oh, my life Is changing every day In every possible way And oh, my dreams It's never quite as it seems Never quite as it seems [Chorus 1] I know I've felt like this before But now I'm feeling it even more Because it came from you Then I open up and see The person falling here is me A different way to be [Bridge] Ah La ya La la ya La-ah-ah [Verse] I want more Impossible to ignore Impossible to ignore They'll come true Impossible not to do Impossible not to do [Chorus 2] And now I tell you openly You have my heart so don't hurt me You're what I couldn't find A totally amazing mind So understanding and so kind You're everything to me [Refrain] Oh, my life Is changing every day In every possible way And oh, my dreams It's never quite as it seems 'Cause you're a dream to me, dream to me [Outro] Ah, la-a-la-ah, la la la La-a-la-ah, la-ah ah ah Ah, la-a-la-ah, la la la La-a-la-ah, la-ah ah ah

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Top 10 Of September 2023.

Great news for most of you: @rivetgoth has summoned me to choose ten of my favorite listens of September ‘23. Expanding the time span to thirty days meant holding out until the end of the month just to be sure. Picking out only ten was easy to do, and whether you like me or not, you’re gonna’ have to deal with it.

Your winners are:

#1: Replacements, The: "Unsatisfied"

#2: Cult, The: "Rain"

#3: Chemical Brothers: "No Reason"

This group of three is what happens when you’re following a mutual who’s super-obsessed about music. @tewz is an open book with plenty of audio and music video posts for the taking, plus a couple of Spotify playlists to rifle through. (Stay for the cat videos, too.) She’s my go-to and because of her, I had easy assembly of one of my recent radio broadcasts.

A fellow dee-jay asked me to fill-in for him not long ago. Now I had a double-broadcast (four hours) to set up. I had enough reserves from her to pull it off, so The Replacements’ “Unsatisfied” and The Cult “Rain” made the cut. Chemical Brothers: "No Reason" reminded me why they retained a feverish fan base to begin with, going all the way back to their “Setting Sun” days. Dare I say it reminded me of Daft Punk? Really, I thank her for everything music-wise she’s given me, ever.

#4: Crime Of Passing: "Off My Shoulder"

I love everything about this track. Unmistakably reminds me of Diat and the rest of the record follows with goth rock, post-punk / d.i.y, and coldwave. As a whole, Crime Of Passing displays a great style, aesthetic, seriousness, and urgency; all coming together and consistent as a gloomy yet smoking-hot nine-track album.

#5: Yfory: "Chwaer Pwy?"

#6: M(h)aol: “Therapy”

#7: Es: "Emergency"

I did an all post-punk / d.i.y. broadcast last month. One portion of the show had me group together female-fronted bands from Europe. That block started with Germany’s Maraudeur, continued on with Scotland’s Breakfast Muff, and then these three. Anyone paying attention knows that Europe (and especially the UK) is giving every other city scene a run for their money.

Also from Germany, Yfory struck me with their album cover (If anyone can identify that typeset, do let me know), their fluid Welsh lyrics which is new to me, and their great craftsmanship; hence "Chwaer Pwy?". I went with “Therapy” from feminist band M(h)aol because it sounds so rough. It’s the Irish equivalent of Guerilla Toss’ “Eraser Stargazer Forever” which sweeps the floor of everything. (If you really want to set yourself on fire, listen to “Period Sex”. Wow.) And, I got excited for new sounds from England’s Es. I played their opener “Emergency” at least 20 times and I still haven’t figured them out. That’s a good thing. Fortunately, the hopeful sounds of “Emergency” follows towards Less Of Everything and far away from Object Relations, and that’s from Flora Watters on keyboards, who is that special ingredient that makes Es. Their uniqueness pushes them near the very top of post-punk / d.i.y.

#8: Mamalarky: “Green Earth”

No way! What is this?! As if Palm’s Dog Milk and Mr. Elevator got a room, fucked, and made this. And I don’t know why I’m also equating Todd Rungren’s “Hello It’s Me”, maybe Peter Max, and other late-Sixties / early-Seventies standards in the mix, but this sounds amazing. It has that lo-fi, drowsy, malfunctioning feel with a wondrous charm to it. It’s really beautiful.

Now get this: “Green Earth” is on the environmentally- conscious The Eleventh Hour: Songs for Climate Justice compilation (and later Pocket Fantasy: B-Sides), and then you can clearly hear vocalist Livvy Bennett breathe in and inhale before singing each verse. Get it? Any song that can transport you to a new, undiscovered world is a unanimous winner in my book.

#9: Blonde Redhead: “Melody Experiment”

#10: Tan Cologne: "Visitation"

To describe these in one word: inexplicable. They can be a soundtrack to a future world that could very well be possible, but in the same measure possibly not. These would fit right in with the annual ‘second chance’ broadcasts I do to end the year. ‘Second chance’, meaning, songs I enjoy but simply don’t fit into a specific category, so they have one all of their own. Think Erasers’ “Easy To See”, Mega Bog’s “Maybe You Died”, New Chance’s “Real Time”, Lily’s “New Fries”, and Il Quadro Di Trosi’s “Sfere Di Qi”.

“Melody Experiment” from Blonde Redhead sounds unreal to me. I still don’t believe it even exists. If it does, it’s the definition of ‘slick’. Sonically, it has wavelengths of “Corrections” from Phil Western and a breath similar to Pixel Grip’s Rita Lukea. Don’t ask me why I came up with that. To each, everyone’s own. Tan Cologne’s new single had to be influenced by Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood “Sand“; the all-encompassing heat during the pending sundown on a blazing-hot Summer day. These final two picks I’ve already heard at least thirty times, and I plan on hearing them thirty more.

Good news: I tag no one. As always, play at your own risk.

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Going through my notes i found one from april 30 of my first reaction to Orym playlist so here it is.

Disclaimer: i wasn't going to post it so is kind all over the place. Some parts are in Spanish, i will translate it. And i curse a lot but is not in the mean way.

Wish You Were Here (cover) – Jim Well Tempered

Orym has made his peace. But some nights, it’s a little harder.

Empezamos como el ojete y yo llorando, orym acepta que will ya no esta pero no siempre es facil mas en el viaje que esta

(translation: It beings very bad and i am crying, Oryms accepts that Wil is not here anymore but is not always easy, and its worse in the journey he is in)

Man on the Moon – Zella Day

Orym and Will grew up together, trained together, and served together as Tempest Blades. And of course, fell utterly and blissfully in love.

Screaming, crying, throwing up

He Did – Anaïs Mitchell

Following his footsteps.

A liam character has daddy issues what a surprise

West Coast – Imagine Dragons

Will asked, and Orym said yes.

"Spend my days cursing my soul

Wishing I could paint my scars and make me whole

Oh, I know I could be better

But my love I won't give up"

La puta madre liam o brien, tu madre seguro una santa pero vos sos un forro hijo de puta, mirame cuando te hablo

(Translation: Son of a bitch Liam O'Brien, your mother is probably a Saint but you are a piece of shit son of a bitch, look at me when i talk to you)

"I'll change my ways if you would stay

And all your tears you have cried will go away"

Small Hands – Radical Face

The Halfling has a good heart, bless him. Yes, he has lost in life, like most have. But with years of wandering and wondering under his belt, Orym still holds onto his need to do right by home, to hold others up, and shield them in the face of danger. There is a lot of joy in helping others.

I need this small bean to take a fucking break

Man on a Mission – Oh the Larceny

Years went by without any answers or resolution. Orym traveled for most of that time, a son of the wind, lending a hand wherever he was able. But when the Voice of the Tempest summoned him home and offered him new purpose, it brought a drive and clarity that Orym had been missing for a very long time.

"Sweat comin' through my shirt

Keep pushin' even though it hurts

I'm chasing what I know is true

There's nothing that I would not do

When everyone around me drops

I'm never gonna ever stop"

Me encanta, si orym es un superheroe, esta cancion es la principal de su pelicula, i love him (I love it, if Orym is a superhero this song is the big song in his movie)

Also que tan lejos es orym capaz de llegar para saber la verdad y traer justicia? Let orym go ape shit !!! (Also how far is Orym willing to go for true and justice?)

Look Up – Joy Oladokun

Traveling Tal’Dorei and beyond, the road goes on and on and on.

Aunque aveces es dificil, se sigue, buscando la felicidad donde pueda, en tus compañeros, esta canción es sobre the crown keepers y voy a morir in this hill. (Although sometimes is hard, you keep going, you seek happiness in where you can, in your companions. This song is about the crown keepers and i will die on this hill)

"You tell yourself it's raining

The clouds are in your head

You tell yourself it's better

To jump before you fall again

Before you lose it all again

Look up

Do you see the sunlight?

Look up

There's flowers in your hair"

We’re Going to be Friends – The White Stripes

There is no good explanation for the Bells Hells. They are a bunch of stray-sheep, C Team misfits. But love and friendship defy things like reason and logic, and for whatever reason, it just. feels. right. Everybody into the blanket fort.

Everybody into the blanket fort 😭😭

This is so wholesome la puta madre

No pero posta esta cancion es re positiva y si bells hells es re esta vibe de los pibes que conoces en el colegio y haces quilombo, i love them

(This song is so positive, and the Bells Hells give the vibe that they are the guys you know since high school and you use to do shit with, i love them)

I Lost a Friend – Finneas

One got away though.

"Like time worrying about every bad thing that hasn't happened yet

I know I'll be alright

But I'm not tonight

I'll be lying awake

Countin' all the mistakes I've made

Replayin' fights

I know I'll be alright

But I'm not tonight

I lost a friend, I lost a friend"

Mirame a la cara y decime que esto no es sobre Dorian

Si esto significa que Orym siente que es su culpa que Dorian se haya ido me voy a pegar un tiro

El tarado seguro piensa que si lo hubiera protegido mas, si hubiera dejado de lado su mision, si hubiera hecho un esfuerzo mas para investigar sobre cyrus esto no hubiera pasado, I'm gonna go cry

(Look at me in the face and tell me this is not about Dorian.

If this means that Orym feels like is his fault that Dorian is gone i am going to kill myself.

The dumbass possibly thinks if he could protect Dorian more, or if he coukd leave his mission, or if he could put more effort in research about Cyrus this couldn't have happen, I'm gonna go cry)

And I'll be fine without him

But all I do is write about him

Orym solo puede piensa en Dorian, a blue flower in the storm, imogen, the blue flowers in Estani front garden, Dorian tenia el hechizo thunderwave, etc

(Orym only thinks about Dorian, a blue flower in the storm, imogen turning blue, the blue flowers in Estani front garden, Dorian has the thunderwave spell)

"Like it's been a couple days

Since I slipped and said somethin' sorta like your name"

"I'd apologize

If I thought it might make a difference

Or make you listen

I'd apologize

If it was black and white, but life is different

Just try to listen to me now"

Orym y Imogen diciendo "we miss you"

Liam o brien necesito un psicologo, pagame

(Orym and Imogen saying "We miss you".

Liam O'Brien i need a therapist, pay me.)

June Hymn – The Decemberists

Druidcraft, the most powerful spell.

Sin comentarios

(Without comments)

(I was probably crying here)

Low Red Moon – Belly

What does it mean, Matthew?

"Strange moon, strange land" y si hermano estan es exandria

(Yeah, bro, you are in exandria)

"Strange man" pensas de vos que sos un chabon raro orym? Sos el mas amable y normal que se ve de todo el grupo

(You think about yourself as a strange man Orym? You are the most kind and normal in this group)

"The old raising of an old hope

Brave and tatterd" 

"Strange moon, strange land, strange...

You made me cry when I was young,

And I was young.

Now I got strong arms,"

Todos jodemos con Laudna peleando a la luna pero sabemos que will tenia algo que ver con los ataques y cuando Orym se entere le va a enseñar lo que le enseñaron in his moon jiu jitsu class. Aparte la canción de la primera playlist donde le ruega a la luna y al sol que le devuelvan a will? Orym si conoce a un dios se va a cagar a piñas and i can't wait

(We all joke about Laudna fighting the moon but we know that Will has something to do with the attackers and when Orym finds out he is going to show it what he learned in his moon jiu jitsu class.

Besides the song of the fist playlist where he beggs the moon and the sun to give back will? If Orym knows a god he is going to beat the shit out of them and i can't wait)

(Disclaimer: this was before i watch exu)

Carry on Wayward Son – Kansas

Halfway across Exandria, Orym still hears their voices.

Liam O'Brien sabes lo que estan invocando poniendo esta cancion?

Si no hay paz cuando esta campaña termine te voy a agregar a la lista de personas que me mintieron con wayward son

(Liam O'Brien you know what you are invoking putting this song in?

If theres not peace when the campaign is done i will put it in the list of people who lie to me with wayward son)

Masquerading as a man with a reason

My charade is the event of the season

And if I claim to be a wise man, well

It surely means that I don't know

This is so orym la puta madre

Also que voices escuchas orym? Tu madre y la gente que dejaste a atras o crown keepers? Tiene mas sentido que sea la gente que dejo en Zephra

(Also what voices you hear Orym? Your mother and the people that you left behind or the crown keepers? I made more sense if is the people that live in Zephra)

Clair de Lune – Lofi Fruits Music, Chill Fruits Music

Golden hour on the cliffs of Zephra, the day giving over to night. Brothers and sisters of the Tempest Blades slowly stepping through their forms in unison, flower petals drifting on the wind. Home.

Liam posta ama ese lugar y amo que Orym quiera tanto su casa, y que todo lo que hace no solo sea para servir su hogar si no para honrarlo tambien.

Cada vez que Orym dice "I'm orym of the air ashari" se presenta y siempre lleva su gente con el, espero que podamos verlo en Zephra en esta campaña porque seria genial

(Liam really loves this place and Orym loves so much his home, and everything that he does is to serve it and to honor it.

Everytime Orym presents as "Orym of the Air Ashari" carries his people with him, i wish we could see him in Zephra in this campaign, that could be awesome.)

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short preface of this post: here are my predictions for songs on the Umbrella Academy S3 soundtrack, and im gonna see how many i get right. I'm gonna keep this on the record that I made this playlist right after the release of The Umbrella Academy season 2 (with a few recent additions) and the current date is June 10th.

In honor of season 3 coming later this month I thought I'd share my predictions for how these songs would be used if I end up being right about their use in the show.

link to the playlist:

1. A Little Party Never Killed Nobody- Fergie

I picture this to be one of those scenes that cuts between two VERY different scenarios. in one, some characters (or maybe just Klaus) are letting loose and partying, and two others are tag team fighting a bunch of generic bad guys (possibly Viktor and Lila? they're seem fighting together in the trailer and I think it'd be cool).

2. Seven Nation Army- The White Stripes

unlike the former, this would be just a fight scene against one/ a few central bad guys. or possibly The Umbrella Academy vs the Sparrow Academy, like the scene in the trailer where one member is releasing a bunch of crows on them. our hereos would unfortunately be getting their asses kicked but barely escape.

3. Mind Eraser- The Black Keys

all I can say, is very intense sex scene. maybe to end an episode where it cuts to a different plot line and leaves a cliffhanger?

4. Cherry Bomb- The Runaways

okay this song would be the BEST way for us to get reintroduced to Lila. whether it's the academy finding her or simply us getting a look at what she's up to, but God would this be perfect

and lastly for this part

5. House of the Rising Sun- The Animals

my prediction is that the heroes stay at Hotel Obsidian (obviously we know that) but something fishy is going on and using the hotel as a cover-up. this results in the two academies eventually banding together against the greater evil. but this song plays when the audience sees into this secret before the other characters. it ends an episode and plays into the end credits.

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#im just imagining the townsfolk are able to feel jimmys sorrow even though they cant see or hear him right now

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Cursed Toy AU Pov: You are Pixlriffs about to be saved.

THE BARD IS THE PROTAGONIST PEOPLE! EVERYONE DUCK AND COVER! lol

Finally. A cursed toy au drawing that isn't me dumping the angst on Jimmy. Then again the AU seems intent on doing that. Whatever Joel is gonna do, I'm scared but I have a mallet on hand just incase.

So yeah. Oli saves Pix through the power of music... as cliché as it is I love the power of music so SING JOEL INTO OBLIVION OLI! MAKE ME PROUD! Guess I now have a justified reason to have the song of healing from legend of Zelda majora's mask on my cursed toy inspired playlist. But this was fun to draw, using lighter tones to overlay instead of harsh bright colours or dark edges is always a treat. Note to self, lutes aren't that hard to draw, just annoying to get proportions right on.

Honestly I'm excited on where thus AU goes next. I'm guessing Oli is about to find Jimmy in the next part. That's gonna be fun. If Joel turns up, I have a mallet.

... bonus, thing I made on youcut after the previous part came out. I think it's still accurate, but @circesays can be the judge of that.

60 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#4

I just realised something...

That's a Rat from little nightmares 1

See the full post

65 notes - Posted March 29, 2022

#3

Saw @aquaquadrant posted the new bit of the hels to pay AU and @lunarcrown did some little doodles of Bravo and Timmy.

I couldn't resist it, I had to draw Timmy. I have found a new son and no one can do anything about it. Take this quickly cobbled together drawing and go.

It's a bit rushed, sure, but I just needed to do this. He's too sweet and huggable and I don't care, he's a pathetic lil guy (affectionate) and I will fight for him and die for him.

Um... hope you like it.

77 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

#2

... New au found. Swamp duo au is now on the radar.

@cydanite I said I'd draw it, you said godspeed, I think my hand just speed ran a drawing.

BEST FRIENDS COVERED IN MUD! Now Shelby has help for when the witch police come for her. Hope you like it Cydanite!

Ps:

Do not tag as a ship it is not a ship that is not a poppy its just a generic flower to give the hat some variety. There are other kinds of flowers on the hat.

106 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Guys. Guys. Listen! Yesterday I learnt a fact and I don't know why I didn't know before!

A group of rats is called a mischief! Rats smp, in its self, is a mischief!

That is, with no competition, the best thing I've learnt in the past 10 years!

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[bingo-writes]

hi bingo! I want to start writing tickle fics and I wanted to ask about your writing process if that's okay!

Omg this is such a fun ask, I’d love to walk you through my process! I'm gonna put this under a read more because it's a little lengthy 😂

When I find myself in the mood to write I find a quiet place (usually in my car or in the downstairs room) and put on the writing playlist I made on Spotify! It's full of music from movie soundtracks (Marvel or otherwise), piano covers, classical music, and whatever other wordless music I like. It's really hard for me to focus when I'm listening to music with words 😅

If I'm starting a brand new fic, I open a word document and literally just write out everything that's in my head before I forget it. I keep it organized by separating sections with a line of ... before hopping into a new part! I feel like it’s a super chaotic way to start, but it hasn't failed me yet 💀

If I'm continuing work on a fic, I start by reading everything I have. Sometimes I’ll read something that makes something click in my brain and I'll add more to a scene, reword a phrase, use a synonym for a certain word, delete a few sentences, or anything else that feels right!

Whenever I get to a point where I don't know how to write what I'm trying to say, I type out a very basic description of what I want to happen next and make the text red so I know to go back and edit it. Edits usually happen during the above step!

I've put together a spreadsheet of good words to use throughout the fic, but especially during tickle scenes. It's full of ways to describe the actual act of tickling, words to describe someone’s laughter, physical reactions to being tickled, general adjectives and adverbs, words to use instead of "said," and so on. I felt really silly compiling this list, but it really comes in handy!

When I finally have a fully written fic, I proofread. Then I proofread again. I might make a few final edits. Then I take a break and proofread one more time. I hate accidentally leaving typos in anything I post so I proofread excessively 😅 I literally take my finger and trace the screen like I did with books when I was a child LOL it helps me truly see every single word so I can make sure there are no errors.

Thanks so much for asking about my writing process! I haven't been feeling very inspired to write lately but feel free to reach out if you have more questions! I wish you well on your writing journey!! 😁

[angelplummie]

Okay so like for starterssssss, I love getting represented as a chubby gal 🥺🥺 so I love you for writing that last Oikawa imagineeeee 😩😩😩

Soooo, I was wondering if I could request a plus size reader that really likes Kuroo, (and he’s like a super cliché bad boy🤰🏽) but he’s too embarrassed to be seen with Y/n. So she starts to hit on his friend or try to make him jealous. (I want you to add your own little idea here! But likeee, make her a baddie 😘😘)

Thanks baby 😚

HE’S A SCUMBAG DON’T YOU KNOW

KUROO X CHUBBY F!READER

Angsty?? kinda, a pinch of suggestive stuff

masterlist

post girlboss was referring to

a/n:i decided to go for emo / anger issues / definitely has punched a hole in his wall kuroo, just cuz i love writing losers, and i love seeing grown men cry. reader is like 20/21 just like college age yk, kuroo is 23 as stated in fic. p.s where my artic monkey hoes at

warnings: swearing, mentions of sex n specific sexual acts, suggestive stuff, uhhh bad boy but he’s not a (bad boy) he’s just a (bad) (boy) he’s just no good, like no fr never date guys like this, he may SEEM COOL and give you the dick but girl you will be so embarrassed once u realised u gave up the kitty for a man that genuinely believes tame impala and mac demarco are unheard of and calls himself an empath even though he’s mean to his mum every time she comes over to help with the laundry and has manipulated every girl he’s ever been in the vicinity of but i digress! on with the story!

“Kuroo-!” you yelped in surprised, bed bouncing beneath you. The second he had thrown you down, he ripped off his shirt and made a noise of frustration when he couldn’t shed his skinny jeans fast enough. Brows furrowed, he began hopping furiously to yank them off.

You laughed, much to his annoyance.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep up with that. What’s the rush?”

He sighed, and carefully pulled them off his ankles. Standing up straight, he seemed to have composed himself, with that cocky smirk on his rugged face. Your eyes trailed down his lean, long body. It was all you could do not to scream, he was so gorgeous. He took a few sweeping steps to where you lay, and got right on top of you, hands either side of your head. His eyes bore into you, it made you squirm internally, not that you would ever admit it.

“Just want you so bad, kitten.”

You barked out a laugh as if your heart didn’t jolt at his stupid pet name. It was such a stupid name, but coming from him it made you melt. Again, not like you’d ever admit it.

“Ew, Tetsu don’t call me kitten, it’s cr-“

He cut you off by leaning down and kissing you, you could feel his snake bites against your bottom lip. He groaned softly, shoving his tongue down your throat. He tasted like his sour apple vape, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through it. You could barely contain your butterflies, eyes squeezed closed.

“Come on babe, you know you like it.”

No matter how many times you and Kuroo hung out, it always felt so fresh. Maybe it was because he was exciting, or because he was a little bit wild, you didn’t know.

He leaned down closer to you, getting on his elbows, deepening the kiss. He pulled away and smirked at your breathlessness. With a slender, ring adorned hand, he reached beneath your top and cupped your tits over your bra. He gave them a sharp squeeze and started placing chaste kisses on your neck. He was considerate like that, didn’t leave hickeys because he knew they’d be hard to cover for you. He groaned as he jiggled the fat of your boobs in his hands,

“God, you have the nicest tits, babe.”

You had been dating for nearly 3 months now, if that was what it was. To be honest, you weren’t really sure what you were. You hang out all the time at his or your place, there was rarely a time when you didn’t have an ache between your legs, one way or another. He didn’t really take you on ‘dates’ but chatting to him was fun in itself, you didn’t need to go out to do that. He didn’t necessarily say romantic stuff either... but he didn’t not say romantic stuff either? He beat up your ex at a party one time! That had to mean something right? He exactly wouldn’t tell you how he felt but he showed you, kissing your cheek or tilting your chin up to look at him or kissing your neck or feeling you up. But that usually led to sex, so you couldn’t be certain. It wasn’t like you only screwed though, you watched your favourite movies together... although the last couple times he just started fingering you. You showed him your playlists? No no, he showed you his playlists, his sex playlists. There seemed to be a common theme here. But... there were times, afterwards, when he would pull in you so tight, tell you how good you were for him, how well you did, how pretty you looked. Any doubts you had were gone after a few hushed words on his tobacco reeking rickety old bed. You’d never really had a relationship like this before, but you assumed it was just because Kuroo was so chill. You were probably boyfriend and girlfriend, he just didn’t feel the need to announce it, he was laidback like that. So what if you guys had a lot of sex? Weren’t you a new couple? Wasn’t this just the honeymoon stage were you can’t get your hands off each other? You didn’t want to seem high maintenance and nag, so you let it be. He was sweet enough to you, right now everything was good.

Until it wasn’t.

A clatter sounded downstairs, the door slamming open against the hallway wall.

“Kuroo! Hey man, I brought some California!”, a voice called from bellow.

Kuroo broke away immediately, spit trailing from your neck to his pink lips.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Kuroo mumbled, pushing off the bed and scrambling the pick up his discarded clothes and shove them back on.

You sat up, disgruntled, rearranging your bra strap from were he’d kneaded at it.

“What’s wrong? Who is that?”

He shot you a glance before continuing to yank back on his jeans.

“Uh, so change of plan, I can’t do tonight. I need you to go home. Discreetly.”

What?

“What? Tetsu, I’m already here,” you scoffed.

What was going on?

Why was he acting like this?

You had never seen him so... frantic.

“I know babe, and I’m really sorry about that, but my friends are here early than I said.”

“So? Can’t I meet your friends?”

He didn’t reply for a moment, just let out an exasperated breath, zipping up his fly.

“Well, yeah you can meet them, just not with me. I don’t want them knowing that I-“

He cut himself off, but you had heard enough to understand.

There was a beat of silence, only disturbed by Kuroo’s friends calling for him.

Your mouth hung open, and you scoffed in shock.

You shouldn’t be surprised really. It’s so obvious now that you think about it. So that’s what this was. That explains everything. He didn’t really like you, he was just using you. That’s why he didn’t take you anywhere, or why he didn’t show you he cared. It was because he didn’t. He wasn’t “afraid of getting close to people” or “emotionally distant”, he was just upfront about not giving two shits about you aside from your vagina. I guess he didn’t want his friends to know he was furiously screwing a fat girl any chance he got. He was embarrassed of you. You were something to be ashamed of. Your stomach jerked as you got to your feet. You were pissed, but that didn’t mean it didn’t really hurt. You had liked him. A lot.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

You could see the panic in his eyes, it was quite funny actually. Of course you new what it meant, but it still made you feel a little better to watch his eyes widen like that, to hold a shred of power over him.

“I mean- well I didn’t- come on babe you know I didn’t mean it like that-“ he laughed nervously, not noticing the footsteps in the landing. You rolled your eyes. You may have been naive, but you certainly weren’t going to fall for his shit again. Whatever he spouted.

“Don’t give me that bullshit. Just say it, your embarrassed of me.”

“Y/N, please, don’t you think-“

Two men burst through the door, one with spiked grey hair and one with fluffy black hair.

“Kuroo! What the hell are you doing up here we’ve been-“ the grey haired one, stopped when his eyes went from a shirtless Kuroo to you.

Your eyes flickered to Kuroo, he looked mortified.

“Ah. I see. Well, Akaashi, we better give these two some time, we can just-“

“Oh no, I was just leaving,” you grabbed your jacket from on top of his chest of drawers and turned back to the two men, putting on a big smile, adrenaline and fury spurring you on.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.”

Your eyes shot to Kuroo, who looking like get was about to shit himself.

“You probably haven’t heard of me, me and Kuroo have actually been having sex for three months. He kept it a secret because he’s embarrassed of me. We should hang out soon though!”

“Y/N-!” Kuroo yelled, exasperation clear in his tone, but you were already descending the stairs.

He came into the hall, hands rubbing his temples.

“Y/N just come talk for a second, I can-“

But he was cut off by the door slamming.

You got in your car parked outside and sped away.

The whir of the engine and the monotony of the roads cleared your mind a bit, a mist of anger still remaining.

You can’t believe you let yourself be tricked. you were a fully grown woman, but you had been reeled in hook, line and sinker. Not only had you been reeled in, you have been reeled in by a man that still had tik tok LED lights in his room and a fucking monster can collection at the age of 24 fucking years old. The more you thought about him, the more you realised how much of an emo loser he was. Of course you were still hurting, but it was more of the angry hurt you feel when it turns out your crush is homophobic or something (been there done that, don’t ask). He was a waste of oxygen, you had decided by the time you made it back to your apartment. A waste of perfectly good space that could most definitely not get the kitty anymore. You got inside your house, pulled on some comfies and got on facetime with your friends.You told them all about what happened, and they passionately bitched about him with you, confirming your suspicion that they never liked him in the first place. They also told you to forget about his existence, he wasn’t worth a slither of your brain power, he was dirt compared to you. All in all, you felt marginally better, saying goodbye to your friends while they still giggled about how stupid Kuroo’s hair was.

This was just a speed bump, you thought as you tucked yourself into bed, you would get over this.

Fast.

“Who’s Bokuto been talking to all night?” Yamamoto leaned over to ask Lev, shouting over the blaring music.

It was a week after you had thrown Kuroo to the curb, and he was out with a couple of volleyball friends, some from Nekoma, but there was also Bokuto with them.

“I’m not sure. I think it’s Y/N something? She’s in class. She’s pretty chill.”

Kuroo’s ears perked up, and he turned around to face his friends up against the bar.

“Bokuto’s talking to who?” he said through gritted teeth.

“Y/N. She goes to my-“

“I know who Y/N is,” kuroo snapped, taking a swig of the beer in his hand and scanning the dance floor for either one of you. He found bokuto first, shoulder against the wall, holding a drink as he leant down to have you whisper something in his ear. That’s when Kuroo paid attention to you. You looked... you looked gorgeous. He felt jealousy creep up inside him. How many times had you been out looking like that since you broke things off? How many guys had you slept with since? How dare Bokuto chat you up when he knew you two had been a thing? Wasn’t he meant to be Kuroo’s friend? As Kuroo wound himself up, you and bokuto continued your extremely pleasant conversation.

“I just wanna say, sorry about Kuroo. He’s a real bonehead, but we’ve been friends since high school so I can’t ditch him.”

You snorted into your cocktail.

“What?”

“Bonehead?”

He frowned and straightened up indignantly.

“Yeah, and? What’s wrong with bonehead?”

“No no, nothing, it’s just very Legally Blonde.”

He beamed down at you.

“I love Legally Blonde!”

“You do? Me too!”

This big beefy man was very cute, you had been talking for nearly three hours now, but you never ran out of things to say. And, aside from the obligatory introduction compliments, he had not made any move to try and get you into a wendy’s bathroom as quick as possible, which you couldn’t say of yours and kuroo’s first meeting.

He had dreamy eyes, you noted as he smiled for the nth time that night.

“Whose your favourite-?”

“What the fuck are you doing man?”

You glanced scathingly over to the familiar face of your old fling.

“What?” Bokuto asked back, clearly done with his friends bad boy shtick.

“Why are you talking to her when... when you know?”

“What’s there to know? I’m talking to her because I want to, and she wants to.”

He looked over to you for approval.

“Right?”

You nodded, a little nervous. You hated Kuroo’s guts, but you knew how weirdly possessive he was, you didn’t wanna cause trouble for Bokuto.

“See? Now I don’t think she wants to see you, right?”

He looked at you again. You nodded again.

“Ok? You guys are over, now are we done?”

Kuroo huffed. His eyes flitted from Bokuto to you, remembering you were there most likely, and he scowled.

“No, we aren’t done, what are you trying to pull anyway? Trying to piss me off by talking to someone I know? Are you really that petty? Well, your little plan is working, so just-just stop, ok?”

You felt like screaming. You had just come out here to have a nice time, not listen to Kuroo’s narcissistic whining.

“Can you just fuck off? Was I not clear enough or something? You’re dead to me, Kuroo. I’m just trying to have a nice night.”

Kuroo’s mouth gaped open. He had never been spoken to like that, never. He clenched his fists at his sides and his glare intensified.

“You’re lucky I gave you the time of day, fat ugly slut.”

He grabbed Bokuto’s shoulder roughly, turning him to face him completely.

“Hey man, thanks for clearing up my sloppy seconds, really good of you. Good to know I’ve got great friends like you.”

Those were the last things out of Kuroo’s mouth before bokuto landed a punch on his cheek, knocking him to the ground.

“You’re a fucking asshole man,” Bokuto grunted.

He stepped over where Kuroo lay, and held out a hand for you to step over too. You took it quietly and trailed along behind him to the door, fingers still locked. His hands were warm, and big. Kuroo’s face must hurt right now. The thought made you smile. He held the door open for you before sighing, resting his back against the wall. You stood in front of him, twiddling with your fingers.

“I am so sorry about that,” You apologised, embarrassed and shaken by the scene Kuroo had made, “I shouldn’t have wound him up, and I shouldn’t have talked to you after I knew you guys were friends, I promise I didn’t mean to start anything.”

“Don’t be, if anything I’m sorry for not making him leave right away. And either way,” he gently reached for your hand again, and you let him take it,”I’m glad you talked to me. I’d like it if you talked to me even more.”

DISCLAIMER FOR KUROO STANS!!!! I DONT THINK HIS HAIR IS STUPID!!! it’s just when ur bestie is going thru a break up or anything entailing a male you shit talk everything about him to high hell, doesn’t matter if he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. also i have no ill will towards kuroo nor any of the characters i write shit bag fan fics about i just like to complain any way i hope you enjoyed! reblogs and replies always appreciated!!!

[retroaria]

hi idk if u do aesthetic hcs but if u do, could u do a dark academia one, thanks :))

DARK ACADEMIA READER

cc: karl jacobs, georgenotfound, sapnap, dream, wilbur soot, quackity, nihachu

pronouns: gender neutral

warnings: just me and my potty mouth lol

masterlist :]

A/N: i have been WAITING for someone to request aesthetic hc’s pls give me more lol

karl:

literally begs you to style him all the time

also begs you to match outfits with him

lets you borrow all his cute knit sweaters and even recommends them if he thinks they’d look good with an outfit

is honestly the most hyped about it

loves how sophisticated you look while also still being the most adorable person ever

FIT CHECKS ON STREAM I SAY YES

lets you read to him while he lays his head in your lap :3

thrifting together omg

if you guys live together he would let you hang whatever art you wanted around the house

would also just let you decorate the whole place lol

george:

ahhhh he thinks it’s such a pretty aesthetic

you look so smart and epic he loves whenever you show him an outfit your really proud of

would let you dress him up in private cus he loves you but he’s def gonna stick to the sweatpants and merch hoodies for now george is literally comfycore

actually really likes some of the simple pieces you’ve gotten him like sweaters and shirts and his chat always notices he’s wearing something a little nicer than usual and although he’s def the type to keep his relationship private he would still be like

“oh yeah, my s/o got it for me :]” AND JUST BE SO FUCKING HAPPY ABT IT

will listen to you talk about all your favorite things like books, movies, albums whatever

would also go out of his way to try and be into those things too and he actually ends up liking some of it :3

literally gonna die thinking about how much i love george goodbye yall im deceased 👋

sapnap:

jk i’m still alive time for sapnap

also lets you style him in private but wasn’t really into it

loves how warm everything is, you give off such a comfy vibe to him

try’s really hard to learn all the specific things and styles you like so he can buy you stuff in the future

would tell chat about how awesome your aesthetic is during like an alt stream or something

would also ask them for gift ideas for you lol

loves when you talk about something you’re really passionate about :3

dream:

would buy you anything you ever asked for

gives me “here’s my card buy whatever you want babe” vibes

he sees how much you love the style and everything surrounding and all he wants to do is fuel that happiness

would take you to really nice places like museums and shit

omg i feel like you guys could both pick out a book to read and then read it on your own and when ur both finished you like talk about it give it a rating and everything

not even a dream stan but that would be adorable

quackity:

asks you to style him and would literally show it on stream

it looks so funny though because he’s got on this really nice outfit with the fucking puma beanie still on LMAO

“holy shit guys look at how smart i look *does a 360 while almost tripping over his chair* y/n i think you’ve made me a better man 🤓”

he literally looks like this emoji 🤓

actually thinks its such a nice style and wishes he could pull it off as well as you do

AHHH loves when you give him music recommendations

if you guys are long distance he listens to all the music you tell him about on his long drives :3

if you guys aren’t long distance than obviously you are going with him

wilbur:

this aesthetic fits his vibe so well

you two are so powerful it is insane

slightly matching outfits that aren’t too overbearing but still cute

would go to little coffee shops and book stores with you

making playlists for each other

would also go to museums, art shows, cafes, concerts, abandoned places, literally anywhere you wanna go he will take you

also loves listening to you talk about all the stuff you love

would play covers of all ur favorite songs for you

niki:

she loves it

always asks you to dress her up

posts ur matching outfits on instagram and twitter

literally begs you for music and book recommendations

shows off all the cute clothes you guys got from thrifting together

loves going to little book shops and cafes with you

omg you guys would get a cat named Cornelius sorry that’s so specific but it’s my hc 😌

YOU GUYS PAINT TOGETHER OMG

just small little canvas pieces

you guys also write together

lots of creativity she loves that your style and personality is so inspiring and brings that out in her

this was so fun to make pls request more aesthetic hc’s lol

i’m literally in the car rn with my friends i’m so carsick and i missed the karlnap streams today

going to the shore 😏 very excited probably won’t post anything tonight even tho i really wanted too but oh well

[majestyeverlasting]

Till Dawn

Duo: Dad!Bucky x Eden (age 7 in this)

Summary: Bucky and Eden have the house to themselves because you and Jamie (James Jr.) are away for the night. Bedtime ends up getting pushed back because she starts playing music and wants him to dance with her. The opportunity is one Bucky can't pass up. Contains cute daddy-daughter moments.

Prompt 5: “No, keep dancing. Please?

Prompt 11: "Can I have one more hug before you go?"

A/N: I decided to write something quick using two of the prompts from my fluffy prompt list for Bucky. I'm still chugging through everyone else's requests as well, and I will be posting more very soon. School has started back for me (sophomore year @ uni) which equals oof, but it's all good at the same time. Thank you so much for all the support and patience! :) -Hannah

There was a stillness to the atmosphere until a strong melody rang out. The sound was muffled due to the walls and slight distance of its origin. But as Bucky stood brushing his teeth, he could tell it was the intro to a song—an old pop song—even over the sound of running water. As the singer’s voice flowed into the first verse, he moved to begin rinsing his mouth in the least sloppy way he could manage. Eden was supposed to be getting ready for bed just as he was. Part of him wondered if he’d been wrong not to hover over and make sure she didn’t get drawn off track. Hurrying through his night routine wasn’t something he’d anticipated that night, but it’s what found himself doing.

As soon as he located his daughter, he threw his hands up. It wasn’t an overly dramatic gesture, but it was enough to communicate that he was a bit thrown off by what was going on. It was rather peculiar for a seven-year-old to be up blasting music on a Friday night. At bedtime, no less. Bucky went to turn the speaker down a couple of notches. “Aren’t you supposed to be brushing your teeth?”

“I already did—see?” She smiled to show him. “And my breath is minty. Wanna come check?”

That drew a laugh out of him, a quick huff of air through his nose. “It’s fine. If you’re lying, they’re gonna be your cavities, not mine. What are you in here doing, anyway?” He ran a hand through his hair and watched the almost comical way she shrugged. “Well, you’re supposed to be winding down for bed, silly.”

But even Bucky couldn’t deny that the music was cultivating a somewhat energic charge within the air. One that made it impossible to be frustrated or annoyed. Or ready for bed, for that matter. There was even more of a buzz in the room as the song continued to build. Rather than insisting they wrapped things up, Bucky was curious to see if his daughter would attempt to further explain herself or do something else characteristically Eden.

What he wasn’t expecting was for her to extend her hands for him to take. “Wanna dance?” It was a simple question, and there was a twinkle in her eyes that made it impossible to say no.

So, just like that, they let themselves to get lost. Bucky took her smaller hands in his and allowed her to bounce around and begin swinging their arms, leaving him no choice but to move too. She began singing along to the lyrics and gazing up at him with the brightest smile. There was nothing in the world quite like her happiness. It touched him in a way that no words could explain. When the chorus came in with deeper bass, she broke away. Twirling and letting her arms catch the air. For a sliver of time, Bucky allowed himself to sway and bob his head. But then he stopped to watch her. Surely, she was joy in human form.

She didn’t notice his eyes on her at first. But when she did, she slowed down. “Daddy, no, keep dancing. Please? We’re supposed to be rocking out together.” That request coming from her lips was yet another thing he couldn’t say no to.

Another song came on, and then another. The whole while, they were enjoying each other's company. Bucky wanted to seal the night in a jar and keep tucked away where it would never be forgotten. And soon, the sound of their laughter was the only one filling the air. The playlist had ended. Bucky’s heart was full as Eden sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist. She nuzzled into him for a moment before propping her chin on his stomach to look up at him. There was something hopeful in her gaze and as easy as it would’ve been to entertain it, Bucky was afraid he couldn’t. It was getting late.

“It’s bedtime now, E. For real.” He ran a hand over her hair. “We can’t keep doing this till dawn.”

“Yes, we can.” There was a playful quip to her tone.

“Well, we’re not going to.” Bucky whisked her up bridal style and began carrying her to her bedroom. She was groaning at first, but then let her body go lax to feign unconsciousness. Even closing her eyes. She bit back a smile when she heard him chuckling. “You’re trying to be a little actress, huh?” He pretended he was going to drop her by dipping downwards, which made her squeal and wrap her arms around his neck.

“Daddy!”

He gave her an innocent look. “What?”

“Be careful! You can’t drop me.”

By then, they had made it into her room. “Watch me.” He released her onto her bed, and couldn’t help laughing when her frame started shaking with giggles.

She had to get back up in order to properly crawl under the covers, but Bucky helped her as she did. When they were pulled over her he pressed a kiss to her temple, and they talked for a little while. But it eventually came time for them to exchange their goodnights. And just as he switched her lamp off and was about to slip out the door, her voice called out, “Wait!”

Bucky turned back towards her. The light from the hallway was casting enough illumination into the room for him to be able to make out her features. “What, sunshine?”

“Can I have one more hug before you go?”

“I just hugged you.” But even as he said that he was making his way back to her bedside. Eden wrapped her arms around her father’s neck as soon as he leaned down, giving a gentle squeeze. When he straightened back up, he put his hands on his hips. “Satisfied? Can I go now?”

“Umm… no—just kidding,” she said with amusement in her voice. “G’night for real this time. I love you.”

“Love you more, E.”

It came as no surprise to Bucky that, after he’d crawled into bed himself, she eventually came padding into his bedroom to join him.

-

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[charspnp]

ooo! can i get 26 with karl, with karl being the one making the playlist? thank you and i love your writing!!

karl’s fans are observant. anyone could see this if they paid attention. they liked keeping track of him, whether it be in a creepy or caring way.

karl was open with his fans as well. after the two of you had moved in together, the two of you talked and decided to come out as a couple, knowing his fans already love you, and you support the two of you. i mean, you were also a fellow streamer and streamed with karl often, and when you would announce you were moving around the same time karl announced he was moving, people would start suspecting. so why not just come out and say it?

the internet took it well, all in all. they were supportive and even encouraged the two of you to be on stream together (as well as encouraged karl to post more selfies of you two on his private twitter).

so when he made a public playlist named “for y/n only! >:(“, they were quick to take it to twitter.

not in a bad way, of course, they just wanted to make sure others were seeing what they were seeing, and hoped to get their screenshots just in case karl decided to private the playlist. they all thought the playlist was cute. it was almost two hours long and was filled with lovey dovey hyperpop and indie songs. people tagged karl and you, gushing about how cute it is, or asking why you didn’t make one for him in return.

you, on the other hand, had no idea any of this was happening. karl had made the playlist privately as the two of you were moving and made it public after he was finished setting his streaming room up with the basic necessities, just excited to stream. you decided to not only set up your own room with basic necessities, but also decided to decorate it as well before you started streaming on your main account again. because of this, you had been off of social media for a bit, opting to just put your focus on decorating your streaming room.

when you had finally finished with your streaming room, you checked twitter first. sitting down at your new desk at your new set up, you opened the bird app only to see your timeline filled with people talking about this playlist karl made and asking why you haven’t made one for him yet. furrowing your eyebrows, you searched a bit more and after checking the account that has karl’s spotify updates, you quickly found out he had made a playlist for you without your knowledge. clicking the link, it led you to, you guessed it, karl’s playlist named “for y/n only! >:(“.

you felt your face heat up as you scrolled through the songs, seeing a lot of familiar titles, many of the songs being ones you and karl listened to late at night when you were feeling cheesy and in love. shaking your head, you liked the playlist, saving it to your library, before getting up from your desk and making your way to karl’s streaming room, where you knew he was streaming on his alt. you knocked softly on his door before opening it slowly, not knowing what karl was doing on stream.

karl’s head turned to the door, the black curtains being slightly opened allowing him to see you. “hey, baby, what’s up?” he asked, welcoming you by holding an arm out. you took the invitation and walked over to him, letting him wrap his arm around your waist.

you hummed, “nothin’ much. ‘just finished decorating my office.”

“oooo, nice, you gonna stream soon?” he questioned with a big smile on his face as he looked up at you.

“maybe, but right now i’m just -” as if on cue, you yawned, “- tired.” karl hummed in understanding and you took the silence to ask about the playlist. “so, karl,�� you started as you brought a hand up behind him to start playing with his hair, “you made me a playlist?”

karl’s face immediately lit up bright red and his eyes got wide. he giggled nervously and covered his mouth with a sweater paw, mumbling out a quiet, “maybe,” from behind his hand.

you laughed softly at his flushed face and only brought your other hand to his jaw to turn his head, making him look at you. “that’s adorable,” you stated before leaning down to kiss him softly, knowing the action would get clipped and shipped. you pulled away and bid your goodbye to chat before leaving the room without another word to karl, leaving him a blushing mess in front of his chat.

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