#if you're just a human musician. you're fucked

[redflagshipwriter]

Hot Ghouls in your area ch 3 progress

(500wordish)

Un-fucking-believable that some guy named Danny was the ghost king of this iconic goth horror castle, and yet he had to believe it was the truth. Jason freely gawked at the architecture as they made their way into the main hall. They entered at an upper level and immediately began to work their way down.

Jason privately related the space to where musicians would have been playing in an actual historical castle. Were there ghost musicians? Could he hear the greatest pop hits of 1482? Did anyone have a hurdy-gurdy?

Jason cleared his throat. Danny glanced back at the slight sound.

…Now that the guy was looking at him, it seemed like a bit of an insensitive question. He managed to pull back to less assholish phrasing at least. “Do you know any ghost musicians?”

His original question was gonna be “do ghosts have music?” Wow. Jason chided himself. Might as well ask ‘hey do your people have culture?’

Of course the answer was a nod. “Yeah, I know one.” Danny snorted and floated a little higher. “She's terrible, man, nightmare of a person.”

“...But the music is good?” Jason ventured.

Danny scoffed. “It's derivative,” he said fearlessly.

Jason looked up and around for any roaming creatives who might get offended. None of them descended. “... Castle is empty, then?” He asked. Casually. Like a guy who wasn't marking every potential exit away from the guy he'd been…

‘Was I human trafficked?’ Jason blinked. Holy shit. ‘Sure, Danny doesn't seem to want me, but that's literally what those cultists were doing… They gifted me to him last minute. Like a mall candle.’

Wild. He made a mental mark for his Bat trauma bingo sheet. He wasn't sure if they had a square for that, but exchanges for comparable trauma were sometimes negotiable.

It belatedly occurred to him that he was offended. “This is a dumb situation to be in by accident,” Jason said aloud. He huffed and folded his arms. “Those nerds didn't even pick me, you know? It's not that I was the super special perfect victim, I was just the guy who knocked on the door.”

He felt more aggrieved by the end. Where was the drama? The respect? The class, even. Hadn't he razzle dazzled enough to be specifically targeted by the criminal underbelly?

Danny put a cold hand on his shoulder. “I'm sorry, you deserve someone to recognize your unique potential as a victim,” he empathized. “You're not just some interchangeable sacrifice.”

Jason shook him off. “No touchy,” he warned. He lifted a finger in threat. Belatedly he remembered how unbothered Danny had been by his guns. Shit. He put the finger down. “I’ve got a big personal space bubble,” he said lamely. No threats. He couldn't back ‘em up here.

[homunculus-argument]

All art is derivative - you don't come up with a good story by sitting down and deciding to write the most unique story that has not been influenced by anything else you've ever read or heard. A good story is a patchwork - a collage, a quilt - of different elements you picked up from somewhere, that happened to nicely click together like pieces of a puzzle.

Today I told my boyfriend of something I saw online - a tiktok of some midwestern gothic country musician whose name I unfortunately don't remember, who explained some Spooky Midwest Phenomenon: the infamous "hey". It's when you're alone in the woods, and hear a distinctly human but not quite human voice from somewhere, clearly saying hey, clearly addressing you. And people have sworn on their life that they've heard it, this disembodied voice saying hey. And that's spooky as hell.

But this guy had a theory - one that he was very confident on: It's crows. Crows are highly intelligent, are great vocal mimics the same way that parrots are, and they've got a wicked sense of humour. It's actually really likely that the local crows have learned to mimic a human voice saying "hey", and they're now doing that on purpose in order to fuck with people. Which is 100% something that crows would do for fun.

My boyfriend remarked that the crows have learned to do the same thing to humans as humans do with those deer call flutes - imitating their vocalisations on purpose. And that connected my mind somewhere else. Those deer call things are used for hunting, you're not just trying to mess with deers' heads for fun, you're trying to lure them somewhere. And remember that other story about crows that form bonds with local wolf packs, spotting large game from the air and guiding the wolves to the right direction, in order to be the first birds at the carcass?

What if instead of just finding the prey, they could lure the game into a good point of ambush?

[princessleechan]

"You're the Man" Profiles #1

Masterlist

⚽synopsis: After your university cut your soccer team to prioritize the men’s team, it’s natural you have a falling out with your then soccer-star-player boyfriend and impersonate your twin brother at the rival university to play on their men’s team. Wait, it’s not? Oh well.

⚽pairing: afab!reader x ot13 (??? Member)

⚽genre: humor, romance, crack, eventual smut

⚽series tags: MDNI, she’s the man au, revenge au???, cross dressing!reader, reader identifies anything but male, sports au, queer themes, university au, love-whatever the fuck kind of shape, tags will vary per chapter

⚽Tag list: @90s-belladonna @the-boy-meets-evil @lirtha97 @hipsdofangirl @justineasian @kwanisms @multi-kpop-fanfics @pantumin @wooahaeproductions @mayashu @shuasdraftsalt @lone-lone-ranger @headlockimnida @horanghaezone @haolistic @porridgesblog @jeonjungkaka @luchiet @salmisu @ujimatchaaa @skzdesi @cheoliehansolie @vlbii @myghobi @sisterofsomeone @joonsytip @gyublues @alltheshineofthestars-blog @randomworker @isabellah29 @savgogh @too-many-kpop-hubands @kotarousproperty @shingsoluvely @kamabokogonpachro @mxnhoeuwu @skittlez-area512 @seccdlurv @softycheol @chisskaa @mochiteez @theyluvfrankocean @lllucere @xyren1 @thomawifey

Y/n (reader): Sporty soccer babe with a shitty boyfriend (now ex) that finds supporting their soccer career as productive as watching paint dry. So, their take on revenge is joining the rival soccer team to prove only to him, but yourself, and any misogynist piece of shit that men aren’t the only guys that can play soccer like Beckham. You just needed an in on this team, a cover to join. Luckily, you had one numbnut brother who couldn’t care less about being around on his college campus and just so happens to be getting out of town.

Yeonam: Twin brother of Y/n. Uncannily similar looking to his sibling. Same height, similar build (besides the obvious breasts), but could not be more different from them. While you are the athlete, he’s the musician and typical rebel child with big dreams and a one-way ticket to Japan to perform with his rock band. He just needs someone to cover him while he does that.

Seokmin : ex-boyfriend to our main character. Plays soccer like a champion besides that one time that rival player hit his balls so hard with the soccer ball it made him cry and pee in pain for a month. Thinks he loves his then partner, but not enough to respect them as a fellow athlete or human being. Needs to be put in his place to learn the world does not revolve around him.

Mingyu: striker/center forward of his soccer team. Knows his way around a ball but not his way around his feelings for a pretty girl with eyes that sparkle like the night sky. Although he’s super conventionally attractive and sculpted like a motherfucking statue in a museum, he remains a humble and all round nice guy. He is confused though about why his new roommate looks like someone who belongs in anywhere but a soccer field.

Melli: Yeonam’s girlfriend and debutant, prettiest poison you’ve ever seen.  She’s as pretty as she is nasty. Someone who thinks things should come easy to her and has never been told no in her life. Yeonam may be her boyfriend but that doesn’t mean she’ll change her attitude around you, even if you’re his twin. She has a way of getting what wants and nothing is too big getting in her way. She’ll grind it under her feet into sand.

Chae: Local campus cutie that’s confident in who she is and sees something in our main character. Something different about him, how sweet he is, how unlike the other guys he is. There’s a gentle masculinity she can’t comprehend and has to know–no, has to have. She must have this man, but why doesn’t he want her like everyone else? She knows she’s pretty enough, she knows she’s smart enough, she knows she's desirable enough. What will it take to have his attention?

[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Hello ! I have a request for you so I hope you can do it ! 🩷 (no rush obviously, take your time ☺️💓)

I wanted to request for Verosika mayday and (she's my favorite gal) with a cute idol reader (they're in a relationship)

example for idol reader: (basically They're cute as hell)

Can be any gender you want

Verosika Mayday With A Cute Idol S/O

Now, I'll start this off with the obvious: before you start dating, she sees you as competition. I mean, how dare you come onto her turf and steal her fans?!

However, it doesn't take long for her to meet you with intent of threatening you away, only for her to begin swooning over you soon after.

You're just?? So sweet??? Like??

She's enamored with you, but she thinks it's suspicious. Soon after, though, she learns that it's not an act, that you really ARE that sweet and that cute.

It isn't long until you two start dating, and she makes it VERY clear to her posse that you're off-limits because you're HER sweet little S/O.

She'll also actually refrain from fucking people, either on earth or in hell, as long as she has you. She adores you beyond belief, viewing you as just too sweet to do that to.

Now, she's got that pop star money. So anytime she sees anything that even SLIGHTLY reminds her of you, congratulations, you've got twelve.

You two would bond over music, definitely. No matter what kind of music you sing (I assume pop based on the term 'idol'), and she'll even suggest karaoke dates for the both of you.

Plus, she'll integrate herself into your professional life, too, with collabs! Interchanging, switching vocals, with one of you singing your part of the main chorus and the other doing the backing vocals, and vice versa.

Another thing: she'll have you help with writing songs and everything! It's nice dating another musician, because you both know how to support each other endlessly.

If you're a succubus and you're interested in seducing humans together, perfect, she'll do that with you! But if not, that's okay, she only needs you.

Because you're so sweet and cute, though, it'd be a long time before she opened up about her psst relationship with Blitzø and how he broke her heart.

That said, she'll write a diss track about him with lines along the lines of "fuck you, got my new boo". She's petty, even if you aren't, and unless you say you're uncomfortable, she isn't gonna stop putting you in her pettiness anytime soon.

She'll help you with outfit coordination and ask for the same in turn, figuring that if you're both coordinated, it's a sly way to show everyone that you're hers.

PDA is a must, but it'll be lower than if you weren't an idol, because she doesn't want to risk you being made upset if it's in the tabloids. Anything that can be construed as 'friendly', she'll do in public. The kissing and stuff is saved for later. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

That said, if anyone ever flirts with you in public, she has no shame in making out with you or grabbing your ass right there in public, just to show that person that you're hers and only hers.

And likewise, if anyone ever flirts with her, she'll grab your hand and offer a cruel smirk while she turns them down.

"Yeeeeeah, no. I already have a fucking amazing S/O, who's most definitely better in bed than a lame fuckstain like you ever would be."

She'll try harder to get through rehab entirely for you. She wants to see that sweet, adorable smile on your face when she tells you that she's done with the Beelzejuice...

Basically, contrary to what you'd think, your sweetness an innocence inspires her to be better.

Although...

There's always a small part of her that wants to corrupt you more than anything else.

"Aww, S/O, you look almost good enough to eat~."

"Are you saying I'm sweet? :D"

"...Yeah."

She would never do that of course, but the thought is kind of just... there. But she loves you too much to ever try to do that to you.

All in all, Verosika is a good girlfriend to you, and both your professional and personal lives are filled with love and laughter together.

And she'll be damned if she lets anyone keep you apart...

Ever.

[best-overplayed-song]

As someone who never understood the hype around Take Me To Church and keeps forgetting that song even exists, can I ask the fans what exactly it is you like about that song? Because my current hypothesis is that yall were around 14 when it came out and music just hits different when you're 14. What else is there to like, genuinely

I try to stay unbiased here but Hozier is one of the only musicians I allow myself to be pretentious about, so before i info dump about why i love take me to church here's some other hozier songs you should give a shot:

francesca [i'd go through hell again just to hold you one more time], nina cried power [song about activism and black activists], swan upon leda [about the violence of colonialism, misogyny, and religious bigotry], eat your young [about the violence of war, capitalism, and generational trauma], movement, to noise making (sing), shrike, NFWMB [sexy], sunlight

anyway take me to church is so much more than just “loving you is like church”. he starts off by telling us how happy his lover makes him, despite constantly being told by The Church he was born sick and his happiness is a result of sinful behavior. he rejects the religion being forced on him, because unlike christianity, his church doesn't force him to accept absolution to reach heaven ("my church offers no absolutes / she tells me, 'worship in the bedroom' / the only heaven I'll be sent to / is when i'm alone with you"). the last two lines of the first verse-- "i was born sick, but i love it / command me to be well"-- questions why a god would create us to be inherently sick only to punish us for being sick.

i see the the chorus as a smart-ass comparison of his relationship to christianity. The Church expects him to blindly worship their lies and confess his sins, which he knows will be used against him ("take me to church / i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies / i'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife"), but he's supposed to accept this and devote his life to God so he can get to heaven ("offer me that deathless death / oh good god, let me give you my life"). by offering to do this for his lover, he's equating their love to religion.

in the second verse, he reiterates that he worships his lover with a metaphor ("if i'm a pagan of the good times / my lover's the sunlight"). the subtle remark of referring to the ancient practice of paganism as "the good times" comments on the colonization and forced conversion of ireland by christian england, which criminalized paganism. immediately after stating how his lover demands a sacrifice, he hungrily eyes the high horse The Church sits on, and questions what power they have over him and his people ("that's a fine lookin' high horse / what you got in the stable? / we've a lot of starving faithful"). this could also be a reference to the irish potato famine, which was not a result of drought, but of english lords forcing the irish to turn over their entire crop to send to england.

then we get the most poetic description of sex i've ever heard: "no masters or kings when the ritual begins / there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin / in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene / only then, i am human / only then, i am clean". fuck man

a lot of gay people with religious trauma love this song bc of everything i described above. also, it's a fuckin banger.

and yes i was 14 when it came out. what about it

[grungeprincess2]

Kurt Cobain Quotes

1. I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

2. Practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect, so why practice?

3. Friends are nothing but a known enemy.

4. Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are.

5. If my eyes could show my soul, everyone would cry when they saw me smile.

6. I am definitely a feminist. I'm f--king disgusted by the way women are still treated. It's 1993 and some people still think we're in 1950s. We need to make more progress. There needs to be more female musicians, more female artists, more female writers. Everything is dominated by f--king males and I'm sick of it!

7. Thank you for the tragedy. I need it for my art.

8. Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with with your self-esteem. They're no good at all.

9. We're so trendy we can't even escape ourselves.

10. I definitely feel closer to the feminine side of the human being than I do the male - or the American idea of what a male is supposed to be. Just watch a beer commercial and you'll see what I mean.

11. I mean, I’m definitely gay in spirit, and I probably could be bisexual. But I’m married, and I’m more attracted to Courtney [Love] than I ever have been toward a person, so there’s no point in trying to sow my oats at this point. [Laughs] If I wouldn't have found Courtney, I probably would have carried on with a bisexual lifestyle.

12. Ever since the beginning of rock and roll, there's been an Axl Rose. And it's just boring. It's totally boring to me.

13. I thought I would try to be gay for a while, but I'm just more sexually attracted to women. But I'm really glad that I found a few gay friends, because it totally saved me from becoming a monk or something.

14. If any of you, in any way, hate homosexuals, people of a different color or women, please do this one favor for us—leave us the fuck alone. Don’t come to our shows and don’t buy our records.

15. The problem with groups who deal with rape is that they try to educate women about how to defend themselves. What really needs to be done is teaching men not to rape. Go to the source and start there.

16. The duty of youth is to challenge corruption.

17. We’re not as popular as everyone thinks, and we’re not as rich as everyone thinks.

18. There are a lot of things I wish I would have done, instead of just sitting around and complaining about having a boring life.

19. Punk is musical freedom. It’s saying, doing, and playing what you want.

20. Words suck. I mean, everything has been said. Words aren’t as important as the energy derived from music, especially live.

21. I'm a spokesman for myself. It just so happens that there's a bunch of people that are concerned with what I have to say. I find that frightening at times because I'm just as confused as most people. I don't have the answers for anything.

22. Holding my baby is the best drug in the world.

23. No one is afraid of heights, they’re afraid of falling down. No one is afraid of saying I love you, they’re afraid of the answer.

24. I use bits and pieces of others’ personalities to form my own.

25. If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got.

26. I just can’t believe anyone would start a band just to make the scene and be cool and have chicks. I just can’t believe it.

27. To be positive at all times is to ignore all that is important, sacred and valuable. To be negative at all times is to be threatened by ridiculousness and instant discredibility.

28. You can’t buy happiness.

30. Nobody dies a virgin. Life f***s us all.

31. Music is energy. A mood, atmosphere. Feeling.

33. If you’re really a mean person you’re going to come back as a fly and eat poop.

34. There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too f****** sad.

35. I have to admit I’ve found myself doing the same things that a lot of other rock stars do or are forced to do. Which is not being able to respond to mail, not being able to keep up on current music, and I’m pretty much locked away a lot. The outside world is pretty foreign to me.

36. I really miss being able to blend in with people.

37. It’s better to burn out than fade away.

38. God is gay

[vats9underscore9]

Your art is beautiful!!! But like, ngl, I'm extremely sorry with what I'm about to say but I don't understand any context or story behind your art, it's like you're telling a story of an half-hearted lifestyle. Like the one with the guitar? From my understanding he's just playing just to finish the song or because he needs to. There's no want in his expression, no passion, no living in it. It's like he's playing but looking out the window, wanting to be anywhere else but where he was. I love your diverse style and clean look with your art, how it's so human-like but -- again, I'm extremely sorry to say this -- it's like there's no actual passion or life in your art. He isn't looking at anything. He's practically skin and bones, he looks unhappy and somewhat unhealthy. If I have anything more to say, I'd say it looked like he was just being forced to be a musician.

So that's why I have to ask if you're doing okay.

I'm worried about you, not as a friend, not as a fan, but as someone who was just scrolling by and happened to see your art. I'm worried that you'd rather be doing anything else than what you're currently doing. Are you happy? Satisfied? Bored? Tired? I hope you have people with you, by your side, people who notice if you're off or unhappy. The next time I see your art I really, really wish that it has passion, that way I can ask you if you've found your passion.

can you people just fucking leave me alone

[taylor-titmouse]

if you're here from my post about selling your work have you considered...... looking at and buying my work

it's good. i have like twenty things on there and a couple of them are free.

everybody likes the roger crenshaw series, in which a very horny trans twink nerd has sexy turn of the century adventures with hot monster men, such as a vampire yale professor, a gang(bang) of werewolf bandits, and a very dommy dead man (ghost). milo thatch meet n' fucks the wolfman ass series

everybody also likes the dragon double feature, my bestseller, in which a big titty princess gets railed by a dragon in front of an entire church of people. and a blind musician has very tender touchy feely sex with an eastern dragon. and both the humans in these stories are fat and sexy.

and everybody loves chique, the fuck elf thief, who just walks around buck ass naked like that's a normal thing to do and all the monsters they encounter do to them what any reasonable horny monster would do to a naked fuck elf with a bratty attitude.

and they all have PORNOGRAPHIC PICTURES

you should buy my books

[makingfanfictionstosleep]

Pillow Talk

Satoru Gojo x FReader

18+ Minors don't interact

"Hey I have a question," you asked your boyfriend as you plopped yourself sideways on the bed facing him, while he mirrored you & mumbled a lazy, "Hmm."

"If you're given a choice, what would you do for a living?"

He titled his head sideways as he thought of an answer. Nobody has ever asked him this question. He's Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer of his age, of course he is expected to use his powers for greater good.

"I never really considered that. Probably a streamer? Or a sports coach? Or maybe I'd still be teaching... You know, college, probably, " he answered, "What about you?"

"I'd like to be a musician or a kindergarten teacher. Either way, I think I'd be nice to live a normal life," you said a bit too whimsical, as if it's a fairy tale, "Normal clock in & out, normal dates without worrying of curses or being called to subdue curses, sleeping soundly at night... Must be really nice."

"True," he agreed, "I can relate to that."

"Sucks to be you sometimes, you know? Even if you rarely tell me about it, I van only imagine the pressure of being called as The Strongest," you spoke softly, as you played with his slender fingers, "I wish the higher ups would also see you as a human being, not as a weapon."

He smiled at your genuine words. That's what he love about you - your sincerity, kindness, grit & loyalty. It is true that he usually keeps it all to himself, not being a burden to others, but you just bulldozed your way in & snatched some of the load from his shoulders. Yes, a normal life sounds nice, but he thought it's not worth it if you're not by his side. You eased up his loneliness, stress & pressure simply by being there.

"Hey!" You threw a pillow at him, interrupting his thoughts, "You've been quiet for some time, come on, it's just a question. You know it's far from our reality."

He tackled you & caged you in his strong arms, making you laugh hysterically as he peppered you with kisses on your face, neck, cheeks.

"You & your million dollar questions," he poked your nose, "Baby, you know that I'd do anything for you."

"I know," you smiled against his lips, "I know. And I don't want to lose you for that normal life shit. It's just a thought because Kento left the jujutsu realm to be a salary man, so it got me thinking."

"Hey, no thoughts about another man while with me on bed," he pouted.

You held his face his your hands, kissing the tip of his nose, "Nobody is good for me, except you, Satoru."

"Yea I'll see to it that I'll ruin every man because I'm the only one who makes your toes curl," he dived for a hot, passionate kiss, as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Maybe I can be one of your college students," you teased, making him even more turned on.

"Fuck I can only imagine," he groaned, his member turning into a rock solid state, "You & me, in a classroom, with your small skirt hiked on your waist as I fuck you on my desk, damn."

"I can still fit in my highschool uniform..." You said suggestively.

[graciegoeskrazy]

“and i do make art ty very much”

Matty Healy x Teen!Daughter!reader + lil bit of george

a/n: random thought the popped in my head. enjoy this cute lil blurb :)

As soon as you walked in the door you were expecting to follow your usual routine - burst through the door announcing your presence, grab a snack, tell your dad all the details and mundane facts about your day, then go upstairs and hide for awhile until your dad yells at you to do your homework or makes you come downstairs to get dinner. Today, however, that didn't exactly go to plan.

“I’m Home!” You said, but instead of being greeted my your dad or uncles, you were met with silence. “Hello?”

Nothing.

“Dad? George? You here?” You didn't worry and just headed up to your room deciding to shoot a text to your dad to make sure he wasn't dead. Before you could hit send though, you found your father when you walked into your room.

“Jeez! You scared me!” You yelled.

Instead of a ‘sorry’ or ‘oh my bad’ he kept a straight face when asked, “What’s this?”

It took you a second to register exactly what he was worrying about, but eventually you realized it was your journal. Like your father, you kept at least 2 journals going at the same time. You however had 3. One for your usual ‘dear diary, blah blah blah’, one for the stuff your therapist makes you write, and another for the lyrics and poems you jot down in your spare time. And that just so happened to be the one your father held in his hands.

“Something you weren’t supposed to find.” You shyly replied.

You weren't mad at your father one bit. You tell him everything anyways, it’s like there isnt even a need for a diary because he a human version of one. Filled with all the knowledge of your hopes, dreams, stupid habits, and crushes. This, however, happened to be one of the rare things you kept from your father.

He looked at the pages again, “When did you make this?”

You quickly diverted the conversation. “Why are you going through my journal!?”

“I was cleaning.” He replied.

“You never clean.” You said, looking at him quizzically.

He shrugged and smiled. “You’re right. George told me you got high the other day and I was looking for drugs.”

“Ugh! That bitch!” You said, throwing your backpack on the ground.

“But screw that- this is really good! When did you make this?”

“That one was like a year ago? I don’t know.” You said crossing your arms, suddenly feeling a bit insecure.

“Can you stop reading my private feelings and thoughts please?” You tried to grab the book out of your dad's hands but he pulled it away before you had the chance.

“Is this one about your crush on June?” He said tauntingly.

“Dad!”

“Awe! You’re in love!”

You finally grabbed the book from him and held it tight to your chest.

“Why did you never tell me about this?” he asked.

“Because I didn't want to embarrass myself. Duh.”

“What do you mean?”

“Dad, you're a Grammy-nominated musician and I’m an angsty teenager who writes about teenage love. There’s a fine line and I don't want to embarrass myself by crossing it.”

“Darling, those were good! Hell, those are fucking great!”

“Thanks?”

After an awkward silence he continued.

“You should record those-”

“No-”

“It would be really good-”

“Get out-”

“I know some peopleeee.” He said smiling.

“Get out!”

He smiled and left the room, not before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

When he got downstairs, he was greeted by George in the kitchen. “What was happening up there?”

Matty got a drink from the fridge, “My baby is a songwriter.”

“Hm?” George asked.

“She wrote lyrics, George. And they're good too.”

George looked confused. Matty continued,

“We need to get those songs she wrote and make her record them.”

“Mate, you can’t force your daughter into the business.”

“Yeah, you’re right…”

“But I’m her uncle so it’s okay if I do it.”

Matty just laughed.

[pastel-peach-writes]

CAITVI X YOU IN A BAND PLEASE OH MY LORD !!?? BONUS IF UR SINGING EITHER A LOVE SONG OR A SPICY ONE N THEY R JUST LOOKING AT EACHOTHER N THEN U ?!!!

Comin' up!

Hot Rocker | CaitVi x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: Caitlyn and Vi have a partner in a band and holy crap, they can't get enough of them.

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Suggestive Themes, Lowkey The Dirtiest Thing I've Written As A PG-13 Writer, Musician/Singer Reader(separately and together), Mentions Of Overly Touchy Groupies

⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ

– First off, Caitlyn and Vi absolutely love that you're in a band.

– They can't keep their eyes off of you every time you perform.

– They love how the lights compliment your complexion, and how your hair/body moves as you play and/or sing. Not to mention the cool ass outfits

– Vi loves you with multiple rings, ripped pants, and wild hair. Maybe even an open button-down. Basically, she loves the rocker masc look on you. She says its badass

– Caitlyn loves that look too, obviously. But she mainly loves the look on your face rather than the outfits.

– Yes, she's into fashion and loves what you wear, but when your face softens as you play a romantic ballad or how your face scrunched as you concentrate on your instrument

– speaking of instruments, if you play any handheld string instrument or the piano, Vi will never stop asking you what those hands do.

– it made your face heat up the first few times, but the later times, vi received eye-rolls, smiles, and sometimes a wink.

– even if you play the fucking drums, Vi would always ask because you often twirl the sticks between your fingers.

– If you're not much of a player, but more of a singer, Vi would ask why aren't you that vocal when she goes down on you.

– WELP.

– vocal or not during spicy times, she would always comment on it and Caitlyn will always flick her ear.

– okay, before we get into you singing a spicy song on them or furthermore on how they act while you perform, let's talk about them and your groupies.

– It's not like they don't love them! They do and they're your fans.

– If you like them, they love them

– but some of the groupies don't understand boundaries and/or talk about you in a certain way they don't like.

– it's not gross. it's the normal, "omg they're so hot!" "did you see how they acted during the finale? ohhh my god, I'm on my knees" "they could run me over with a bus and not only will i apologize for getting in the way, I'd say thank you.

– Okay, that last line makes Vi chuckle as she overhears it. Caitlyn is more concerned, but you say similar lines to her and Vi, so it's not like it was foreign behavior to her.

– anyways!

– they don't like when your groupies get handsy or visibly make you uncomfortable when you're all backstage.

– some of your fans/groupies are so wrapped up in your stardom, they forget you're human.

– God, don't let your bodyguards fail at their job.

– Vi is the first one screaming that the show's over, the guards aren't doing their fucking job, and some of your fans need to learn some respect.

– Caitltyn immediately apologizes for Vi's profanity, but not for her actions of shutting things down. She glares at the guards and some of the problematic fans while ushering everyone out

– she also looks at the kind fans apologetically and hopes they get home safe.

– OKAY FINALLY. SHOWTIME (literally)

– you don't sing or play your spicy songs until near the end of the concert.

– the mood is calmer, the fans are fully engrossed in the music. and the lighting is a perfect purple/red.

– usually, the spicy songs are covers, but the moment you show up performing a BRAND NEW UNRELEASED song about the two of them? ohhh god

– first off, cait and vi are blushing. it's intense and they're so flustered but since they're in the front row and surrounded by people, they have to keep it cool.

– the moment you mention the contrast of calloused and soft hands, they glance at each other like "is this fucking play about us?!"

– yeah, babes. it is.

– if you're a singer, you look at them as you sing. you don't stare at them all the time. (you can't let the fans know this song is explicitly ab them even though they have a good hunch)

– you're holding onto the mic stand, swaying your hips to the music with your eyes closed. but then when you talk about their kisses and maybe even how they act during the act, you look at them with a little smirk

– vi smirks back, but its very faint. she's thinking, "oh this little fucker. you're not going to get away with this"

– meanwhile, Caitlyn is freaking.

– she's not really open w her "adult" life like that and even though the details are vague and you're not saying her name, she can't help but get embarrassed

– now people know her dirtiest and deepest fantasies! (aka pretty lingerie and whispers smh. you'll be okay cait)

– if you're not much of a singer, but a music player, you watch them the entire time you play.

– you added some lyrics to the song, so when the line you wrote about them comes up, you make eye contact. A sneaky smile spreads across your face and your tongue pokes at your cheek

– if the song is more upbeat, think Chase Atlantic, you headbang to some of the music.

– if the song is slower, lana del ray type shit, you sway your music and chew on your lip

– whatever you do, Caitlyn and Vi love it

– they're weak at the knees, resisting the urge to jump on stage and kiss you until your lips turn purple

– god, they think you're such a tease but they love it.

– after the show Vi walks up to you like, "well, that was some song"

– and you're "innocently" like "oh, what song? can you remind me?"

– even Caitlyn's a little smug with a tensed jaw and her tongue running along her upper teeth. she crosses her arms, Vi mimics the stance, and she tilts her head to the side. in a low, sultry whisper she goes "you know what song."

– WHEWWWWW

– butterflies, shivers, ETC. EVERYTHING YOU COULD FEEL YOU'RE FEELING

– later that night at the hotel is interesting, but I'll leave that to your imagination.

WC: 1,000

[mellowwillowy]

Ever heard of Tom Lehrer? He's a musician & mathematician known for his insane lyrics and his love songs are so deliciously yandere. The yandere x yandere asks you've responded to for Jamil now has my brain juices flowing. Like please let the pair go back to their Disney roots and serenade to each other my theatre loving heart would burst with joy.

Masochism Tango: start off with some unhinged sadomasochism where Jamil and his lover dance while the reader serenades how much they love his more violent tendencies. Ngl sadistic Jamil is my favorite and I have yet to see anyone give him an explicitly masochist s/o.

I Hold You're Hand In Mine: either literally or just a romantic scenario. Literally would be yan!Jamil murdering the reader for rejecting him and then keeping their body parts as a souvenir. The figurative scenario would be Jamil returning the favor for his masochistic s/o by serenading about how he'd love to play with their dismembered corpse.

Just some real Bonnie & Clyde/StalkerxStalker/Sweeney Todd & Mrs.Lovetts type shit.

hehe good soup. Sadomasochism has always been my turf, especially Sadistic x Sadistic.

The Masochism Tango

Listen, an additional spice with Jamil's snakes all over you as he whispers all those sadistic thoughts on you... one wrong move and the snakes are ready to bite you numb. But oh well, you enjoy every second of it to the point you are fucking melting, too in love (or aroused) to even talk back or move.

The same can happen to him (or anyone) with Reader pinning them underneath them, hands bound by something and a weapon dangerously inching closer and closer to their Jugular vein... a drip of blood and it wakes reader up from their trance, now completely aroused and in love again! (yeah and so is the other party too)

I Hold Your Hand in Mine

This with Jamil (and again, anyone else) as he sings a song about loving every inch of you, kissing your ring finger from your severed forearm. Death would be the best scenario if he doesn't turn you into a human stick...

(ekhem, totally something Jade has done at least once in one of my brainrots)

[cursedcupcakemaster]

no one asked me for this but fuck it this fandom deserves more

Characters;Hyde Jayer, Dimitri Romanee

Notes:i do not own these characters these fictions are my interpretation of how they'd be in a relationship with someone, reader can be a vampire or human up to y'all, I use "you" for the reader reader is neutral

Warnings:fluff, blood drinking mention, some of these are short

Type: Pear Mille feuille

Eclipse Relationship Headcanons

Dimitri

First of all congrats babe you have a handsome man who will worship you as if you were a deity

This man is 100 percent supportive of you and your dreams

Dimitri will do anything in his power just to make you happy even buying you a private home to live in peace when he's not there

If you happen to be of a specific talent whether it's competitive fighting or music based he will attend the event

Dates include museum tours, expensive hotel getaways and more

Gets you anything your little heart could desire

Kisses are full of heated passion with this man

Cuddles are a must

If you happen to be a vampire I can see little nights between you both where he allows you to drink from him first

He is protective of you even if you weren't human

Overall a loving partner

Hyde

Another partner that will worship you through his love

Hyde is more simple in his ways of ensuring your happiness

You don't need to ask for much because he somehow knows everything you'd need

He is very supportive of you and will do what he can to attend anything important to you , if you're a musician he may or may not have gotten you new instruments

Dates are usually fancy restaurants, couples spa days, and anything you'd like to do

His kisses are soft smooth and very passionate

Hyde will hold you close at night to make you feel safe

Human or vampire he won't let you get hurt

If you are a vampire he likely drinks your blood while you drink his

Hyde is a sweet man to his love

[mightydyke]

So the song that goes like "Elysium, the place the when your sorrows end, why'd you bring me here again?" was an actual song in-universe, written and performed by some New Albion based musician. I'm probably interpreting this was too literally but just think of the implications.

You live in New Albion. You start a band with some friends and record this song. It's fairly popular, getting played on the radio a few times. Then suddenly the city is overrun by dolls that have the souls of dead people trapped in them and your song gets super popular due to all the fucking dead people playing it. Sure okay. I mean it's pretty good publicity but also creepy? Why are they playing your song over and over?

And then one of the most important dolls that belongs to the family that run this whole necromancy business creates a song. It has the same melody as your song and features the word "Elysium" but other than that it's different. All the dolls are playing this song. It's basically a rip off of your song. Do you get angry that they blatantly copied you? Let's say you want to sue them for infringing on your copyright. Someone point out that they're dead, so do the laws apply to them? And then let's say this starts a whole legal debate about wether the dolls can be classified as people or not. Edgar lobbies for them not to be classified as humans because otherwise he wouldn't be able to sell them because it would count as human trafficking. Anyway I'm getting sidetracked

So they've ripped off your song but what can you do? Not much. And then a girl commits suicide. She leaves a note that's just the lyrics to this song. This sparks a public outrage and a call for the dolls to be destroyed. You decide it's in your best interest to act like this song has nothing to do with you. Let the dolls keep it. Maybe you continue your music career, writing different songs. Maybe you can't distance yourself from the scandal and your reputation is tarred by infamy. Maybe the authoritarian government that arises doesn't approve of your music. Or maybe you're totally fine and escape with your reputation intact. Who knows? Anyway it's pretty cool to think about

[hiemaldesirae]

Arrax again, with more Fallen Angel Vox.

Vox is all, "he tried to kill me Luci, back when I was in New Orleans in the 1920s! I was his muse, and he was so very cute--when I seduced that one musician Lilith wanted for that ball of hers, he killed him and attempted to kill me as well! Stabbed me right in the chest!"

Lucifer: "Wait, THAT'S how you got that scar?!?"

Alastor: *flees to his room then clutches his chest, eyes wide, tail wagging.*

Alastor is just falling faster and ends up desiring Vox even MORE. He let the knife wound SCAR. He's wearing one of Alastor's marks--Human Alastor's yes, but still. It counts. Soon he'll have a mating mark from the radio demon too.

(Lucifer grounds Vox even more. No energy drinks.

Vox: "What the fuck, no fucking fair. Lilith would've found this funny."

Lucifer: "Too bad. Grounded even more.")

oh my god theyre so fucking cute.... alastor hears about how vox kept the knife wound he gave him instead of magically healing it or something and just running off because Oh dear god hes soooo down bad for the pretty angel </3

like this hells greatest dad probably gets even MORE hostile because lucifer is like 'okay, first of all, you STABBED my baby brother and you're looking at him with the most obvious bedroom eyes ive ever seen, and now you ALSO want to take my daughter??? are you FUCKINg kidding me????' vox, just to be a little shit, probably cheers alastor on while he guides charlie from the sidelines

also lilith being the cool big sis in law is so real to me. vox probably tattles on lucifer a lot to her

[awkwardcourage]

I find Hughie's list of his top three musicians incredibly fascinating. Also just the fact that he refers to them as musicians and not artists, like, it's just- why use that term? It's so outdated in todays vernacular and I don't get the feeling he's trying to be a certain type of way or annoying by saying musicians bc a) that's just not his personality at all and b) bc when he discusses it with butcher, he's incredibly stressed and using his top artists as a way to prove that he is incapable of infiltrating Vought.

But anyway, onto the actual list. 1. James Taylor. What the fuck. Whose top artist has ever been James Taylor, no offence to Mr Taylor but I don't feel like he's an artist who is many people's number one.

2. Simon and Garfunkel. I'm totally biased when I say that this is a bang up choice bc I think they slap, but again, still, an interesting choice.

3. Billy Joel. The most important and iconic choice in terms of Hughie's character and how associated with each other they become- and yet, he is third on Hughie's list. He's not even second, when he has a poster of him on his room (potentially on his ceiling if Robin's quip about "staring up at that dumb Billy Joel poster" is anything to go on). He listens to "You're Only Human" incessantly when he's in an extremely dark place mentally in season 2, Pressure, Only the Good Die Young and Uptown Girl are played in his scenes in the Season 2 opening, closing and Season three opening respectively.

So, why is Billy Joel number three, when clearly he is far more important to Hughie than James Taylor or Simon and Garfunkel, neither of whom we have seen him listen to or make reference to again (besides the t-shirts he wears and he doesn't even wear a Simon and Garfunkel t-shirt- and yes I know because I made a list and if it turns out that he actually did I am setting myself on fire)?

I think it all comes back to Hughie's mom. She is the reason he ever started listening to Billy Joel in the first place, his fondest memories (he doesn't say they're his fondest, but they seem to be pretty important to him) are of her and him dancing to Billy Joel. Not moments after telling Annie this does he follow it up by saying "I don’t wanna be like her."

Hughie can't help but love his mom. He can't help but love Billy Joel, even though the association with his mom is so strong; yet he tries to distance himself from both. He both clings and pushes them to him and away from him with equal measure. Perhaps him adding on two other artists before Billy Joel is his way of distancing himself from that association, even though he can't deny that he does greatly enjoy Billy Joel's music.

It's fascinating because it doesn't matter, at least not on the surface. Even when conversing with someone who, at that point, is a complete stranger to Hughie, he still has this need to distance himself from something so heavily associated with his mom. I think it's one of the many instances in the show that reveal just how deeply Hughie's mom abandoning him affected him. Even though he barely talks about her, even though she's only being introduced as an actual character in season four, her influence on him and the effects of what she did to him can be seen rippling throughout even the smallest aspects of Hughie's character.