#missed out on a whole year I could have skated at my local roller rink because I didn't want to go alone

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

[thekidkelly]

what’s a random headcanon you have

omg somehow i missed this?? i don’t even know when this got sent. i’m so sorry anon i’ve failed u

but i will give u TWO hcs to hopefully make up for it, and i’m also going to assume you mean ab something sunny related?? i hope so anyway. so here they are

my first hc is that charlie played in a local ice hockey league when he was younger. just showed up to the rink and played pick up games with the older kids and always blew them away with how talented he was at it. and like maybe a couple of the older high school guys saw this tiny skinny beanstalk looking middle school kid with crazy hair and tried to help him out, tell him to try out for teams or for his high school team, but charlie knew his mom could never afford it, and by the time he was making good enough money at the roller skating rink to take it somewhere, it was just. too late. and he always kind of resented that. because he thinks he could’ve really been somebody if he had been able to.

sorry that one started cute and ended kind of angsty

my other hc is that charmac in high school (before the twins showed up) would constantly try and ruin school functions. like any function. run onto the field during football games. stand up and scream during assemblies about random shit. sneak into the office in the middle of the day and turn on the intercom and air out fake rumors just for the hell of it. one time charlie even made a copy of all the janitors keys and they broke into the school in the middle of the night and egged every single classroom. how they did it in a single night no one has any idea, but everyone had a half day at school the next day cus they had to clean the whole place up and they got detention for the rest of the school year.

i’m so sorry again for missing your ask when you first sent it i’m the worst person alive

[c4-weeb]

Obey me boy head cannons!

Skater!Mc x the demon boys + undateables!

Alright so background! Human mc had invited one of the boys to go to a skating rink with her in the human world, since she is one of the main racers and a very frequent attendee at the place since she was 10. She knows the regular skaters and owners pretty well. Shes held with high respect there and is pretty talented. She has skate races and a whole team of great skaters, so what happens when one day she invites one of the boys to go on a date/ support her during a competitive roller derby? Also please do keep in mind I'm taking inspiration off the monster high roller derby cause that race was pretty cool and difficult to do so make it more modernized and human. You know... no swinging axes or kraken's trying to grab you as you skate. Though in reality that sounds like something Diavolo would put together for devildom roller derby's...

Lucifer

When he heard you beg him to come support you for your first race back in the human world he was a little taken aback. A roller derby? Him? I mean he wasn't going to be the loudest but he did find the thought of watching them succeed and wanting his praise amusing nonetheless....

....in reality he missed the Mc dearly and would appreciate the time with them, but he'd never say so out loud.

When you looked up to him from the stands he smirked at you, the pressure was on... that smirk was the one of judgement and "let's see how you do" which wracked your nerves with enough anxiety that it helped fuel the fire to make sure you succeeded.

When the Mc took off, being shoved by people bigger than her on each side, he was surprised when you fell back and the two idiots collided and she hopped over with ease and sped towards the front with amazing speed.

When The Mc and their team won, she came speeding to him and hugged him from behind and thanked him.

Later he took you out to eat in congratulations, the smile on your face from getting praise and food? All the stress from the day was relieved by that small gesture.

"I dont know why I thought I had finally found out everything I could about you, yet you just keep surprising me...."

Mammon

When the you asked for his support during a casual race at your local skating rink, with just your team mates going against eachother in a regular speed skate with a few obstacles, he wasnt so interested, saying he wants money in return for his support, when in reality he would have went anyways. But when you told him that since it was a casual race, people could bet on the racers, he agreed so fast and even begged to be summoned right then and there.

Expect him to be screaming at the top of his lungs for you to win

Isnt against calling you baby this loud in public

May or may not have tried climbing the fence when you got pushed

Definitely bet on you, and a huge sum of money too. So much faith 😭❤

Once you've won expect him to come flying at you, poor baby forgot you where on skates tho so you'd end up falling backwards to your friends amusement of your cuddly demon.

Tried threatening the owners to do another race so he could get money and failed

Sulked till you dragged him by the hand to skate in the neon lights since most people left it was just you two

Later he would drag you to either go to bet on races with him to gain more money or go to shower you in gifts, really depended on how well you could convince him to not go gambling, which had a 50/50 success rate.

"If I'm not going to get more money I might as well shower you in what I have, make you the prettiest gem for the whole world to see!" "Mammon you only won 200 dollars not a mil-" "sh, sh, shhhhh, shhh, no arguing! The Great Mammon is going to treat his treasure right tonight, ya' hear!?"

Leviathan

Now getting this otaku outta his room was an absolute struggle. So like a cat trapping their preh, you had to summon him to your house and put a blindfold on him for a special surprise.

Dragged his unsocial ass to the car and road down to the skate rink and took off his blind fold once you both got inside.

It took a lot of coaxing, but you finally got him to calm down enough to get a pair of skates.

If your skater friends said hi to him he'd hide by your arm like a scared 5 year old

The jealousy he felt of everyone in the room was unbelievable, because the poor boy has no balance for skating. On wheels or ice, his body just refuses.

You offered to help him learn and the poor boys face was fuming red, thankfully the neon lights and darkness hid it well.

He held onto your hand for balance throughout the whole date, only stopping to eat some pizza and play some arcade games.

After a few hours you headed back to your house to binge some Starwars, wanting to watch something different with him.....which eventually led to the both of you getting bored and going back to the new ruri-chan movie you guys binged countless amount of times on the phone together.

"H-hey! Hold on you're going t-too fast! No now you're so close I-....um... ack everyone can see us...so many people... but its worth it to show that your mine!"

Satan

Now Satan isnt much of a skater, nor a loud supporter, but with enough coaxing you finally got him to at least try and relax with you, doing a nice small couple's night at the skate rink

Really wanted to try human customs with you so there was little resistance

He would hold their hand as you'd skate

Even think of skating away from him and he will chase after you

This man's rage in his bones makes him a natural speed skater

Will tickle you when he catches you, starts a very one sided tickle war tho

If you wanna sit down, it's going to be in his lap, no rejections.

Will find it adorable if your friends make fun of how blushy you're getting as you hide in his chest

"Come now kitten, dont run away or I'm going to tickle you so hard that your face will hurt too much to smile at anyone else but me"

Asmodeus

This sweet baby was already dragging you to your room to glamor you up before the race.

Honey no need to say anything, he will make you the most gorgeous skater just tell him the vibes you wanna give off and he will hit the nail straight on the head and match your aesthetic.

Best expect victory photos.

Will record your victory and show it off to the group chat with the brothers.

Absolutely head over heels for you, hanging off your body in a hug and then going for a really close skate together

Might try to convince you to have some celebratory seggs but will 100% be making it known how much you excited him.

"Sweetheart look at all the likes our photos are getting! Everyone's congratulating you! Awe look at how viral my baby is! That was a VERY thrilling experience watching you, and you do need to take care of that body....shall we take this home and undress you so I can congratulate you the right way~♡?"

Beezlebub

Immediately agreed when you brought it up that you wanted to bring him to the skate rink, someplace you enjoyed going.

He knew skating was like a work out but was worried about finding skates his size there so he brought his own customized skates.

You better have snacks cause baby is gonna be starving.

Thankfully since you also work there and know the owners, you where allowed to hop over and take his order, putting it on your tab. 4 pizzas 2 Turkey legs 7 hotdogs and a pint of water (remember to stay hydrated)

If you bumped into a few of your friends and he WILL get along with them. He wants to be apart of your life, all of it, so he'll make it a point to get along with everyone in it for your sake.

If you ever look like you're going to fall he will be so close behind you it would be like slipping and falling back onto a brick wall who grabs you before you hit the floor.

If you fall forward he will grab your shirt but try not to choke you in the process

(If you do choke poor baby with be hugging you apologizing profusely)

You two try racing eachother but no matter what you dont win cause hes just too fast

Finds you challenging him over and over endearing and adorable.

"You're so adorable when you're chasing after me trying to win, but I'm hungry now...can we go eat again?"

Belphegor

Will complain once you ask him to go skating for date night in the human world

Wont stop till he finds out it has a sunroof along with the neon lights so he can look at the stars while skating with you.

Will only skate for an hour or two then passes out on your lap

Will not help at all when you fall, just laughs cause he is probably the reason you fell in the first place.

When hes skating he will take your hand in his the whole time and sorta lean on your shoulder while skating from behind you.

You two will stop periodically to sit at the small felt covered benches in the rink to look up at the stars (may or may not fall asleep on your shoulder so you're stuck there with him sleeping for 20 minutes)

You will be the last ones out

Must grab some food for Beel cause belphie promised to bring him home food.

Skating (more like you dragging him by the hand while hes in skates)back to your place and looking at the stars together at like 3am

Wont go back till he can officially cuddle you till the morning and leaves at 11am

"Hey look...theres Ursa major...*yawn* come on let's sit down again, I'm tired..."

Luke (only as siblings you take him skating)

Doesnt know how to skate

You end up teaching him and hes the happiest little boy ever.

If you take him to a race he'll be all worried that you got a scratch and starts to get protective over you when the person who pushed you comes near

Definitely eating cotton candy

Playing claw machines and you win him a stuffed piggy and he holds it near and dear to his heart cause it's from you

"Mc! Mc! Look I'm doing it! I'm skating! Sir oinkers and me are skating together! Thank you so much haha!"

Simeon

Happily joins to cheer you on during your races everytime. Got a race? Simeon will be there.

If you dont win he will comfort you and make the best of the situation by taking you to the food bar till it turns to a free skate again.

If you're injured he will pamper you and be ready with his first aid. Little angel kisses on every scrap and bruise.

So many forehead kisses of encouragement and praise 🥺😭

Can speed skate, so if you want to practice he'll help but if you want to relax he'll do that too.

Inlines? Regular skates? No matter what hes great at them.

Somehow he has great luck and every stuffie you showed interest in or every candy or prize there was that you would even look at, he would win on the first try.

"Dont worry! I'll carry it all. You just relax alright? You got pretty bruised from that fall."

Barbatos

Getting this man to stop working and go on a date will need a ton of patience, even Lord Diavolo has to convince him the little d's will do their jobs right while hes away.

Will take care of every scrape and bruise you get.

Man has glowsticks prepared to cheer you on

When it turns back to a free skate he will try his best to impress you and teach you little tricks he's picked up in his many years.

You try to convince him to eat some of the food there and he will politely decline and proceed to take you out to a nice fancy, but quaint restaurant.

"You were really quick to dodge them back there, yet you still got a few bruises, truly amazing for humans to get to that speed and dodge so fast. You're really a fascinating one arent you?"

Lord Diavolo

This man.... he made SIGNS

WILL be hollering when you win

The loudest in the stands

Glowsticks, glowing necklaces, bracelets, man is even wearing a glowing necklace around his head for you, glowing head to toe

So happy and proud 🥺😭❤

Definitely brought barbatos to help hold up the glittery signs him and the little d's made

Barbatos will leave with the signs after congratulating you and leaving you two to your date.

He will be a little off balanced when first skating cause the man went straight for the inlines 😂

Will be smiling the whole time, nothing can or will ruin it.

Absolutely in love with the skate rink because of you and even wants to add a few to the devildom so they can hold tournaments like the one you where in

Can get sad if he cant get you a stuffed animal while you're in the bathroom so he summons Barbatos again to help him while you're away.

Sends Barbatos away so you wont know he helped him get the prizes

Ends up getting you 6 stuffies and a phone case that doesnt fit your phone but it's the thought that counts right?

You win him a medium sized dragon from the claw machine and he sleeps with it every night and loves it like it's your guy's kid.

If he meets your friends he will find out just how much you've missed him as you get embarrassed, makes a mental note to see you once a week after that encounter.

Will eat 2 Turkey legs as you eat a slice of pizza and share a pitcher of soda with him

(He makes a mess of his face so you clean it off for him)

Will not want to leave and go back to the devildom so he'll insist on staying the rest of the night and walks you home

Will. NOT. LEAVEEEE! Master of excuses for why he should stay.

"But I dont want to leave! Theres still so much to do!" "Can I at least see your house?" "I wont leave until I see you're safe at home!" "Please can I stay the night, I miss having you wake up in my arms." "I want to see the morning sun rise with you before I go back"

[bcbdrums]

Worth Remembering

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Drakken looked around the outdoor skating rink with a grimace, the corner of his mouth twitching as he watched the spirals of skaters. A number of people and children orbited near the outside edges of the rink, where guard rails were set up to aid the less confident and less experienced. The center of the rink held the bold, who were getting away with as many tricks and stunts as the rules would allow. And the vast majority of people, the average skaters, moved casually in the space between the other two groups.

Drakken wondered if he would get dizzy watching too long, and if it could give him an excuse to get out of the activity. But a tug at the bottom of his shirt heralded Shego's insistence, so he withheld a groan as he turned to where she was already seated on a bench outside the rink, pulling off her shoes to put on the rented skates. Drakken sat beside her to do the same, but he was aware of her critical eye on his face.

"Look, you're the one who wanted to do the whole...normal couple dating thing," Shego said. "And we did your nerdy movie last weekend."

"It was a drive-in," Drakken grumbled. "Why does anyone actually go to a drive-in..."

He didn't miss Shego's blush, and considering that very little of the movie had been seen with all of the other activities they had gotten up to throughout its duration, he didn't think she had room to complain. Nevertheless, her date choice for that weekend was...

"Roller skating will be fun," Shego said flatly.

"Oh you sound very enthused," Drakken retorted.

"Look, I just want to do it, okay?" Shego bit back.

Drakken grumbled to himself as he started pulling off his shoes, taking another look at their surroundings. The blue of the sky had begun to give way to the piercing gold of the summer sunset, and he wondered how long it would be until the massive light poles surrounding the rink would be turned on. There were also large strings of lights hung between the trees around the rink that crossed over the top, no doubt to provide a certain ambience once the sun went down.

He couldn't deny that the idea had an element of romance to it...though it couldn't compare to breaking multiple public indecency laws in the back of the hover-car. It was less the roller skating itself that had him hesitant, but rather...

"Why?" he asked, turning back to Shego. She was finishing knotting her laces atop the skates, and he followed the line of her green legs up past her knees to the short denim shorts she wore. She had already taken off her cropped black linen jacket and tied it around her waist, the green tank top underneath bringing out the natural beauty of her vibrant eyes.

Drakken glanced at his own attire as he bent over to tie his skates: dark blue athletic shorts he'd dug out of his closet that felt far too short for the times, being several inches above his knee, and a very old light blue shirt with small rainbow accents on the collar, sleeves, and hem, of which he'd already undone three buttons due to the July heat. He was sure he looked ridiculous, especially considering the way his flower had seemed to laugh at him in the mirror after he dressed. But they were going to be outdoors for hours, engaged in a different physical activity than the one he had been hoping for, so...he had dressed for it. Shego had seemed pleased at least.

"Just something I wanted to try, will you lay off?" Shego griped in answer to his question. As she stood from the bench and put on her finger-less gloves she smirked at him. "What are you, chicken?"

Drakken frowned. "I happen to be very good at roller skating, thank you very much!"

Shego's eyes widened. For a moment she had no response, and as Drakken adjusted his own gloves and rose from the bench, recalling the feel of extra weight on his feet, he wished the gloves weren't necessary so he could feel more of Shego's hand in his. He wrapped his fingers around hers as they moved toward one of the entrances to the rink, and he was surprised by the slight wobble to her initial movements.

"Then...why didn't you want to do this?" was Shego's incredulous question as they stood at the break in the fence.

Drakken hesitated, watching the other skaters both for safety and in reminiscence. He led them out onto the rink slowly, keeping near the rails so they could move at a more leisurely pace. If Shego wanted to do more, he would wait for her cue.

"I just got tired of skating alone, all right!" he bit out quietly, battling the unpleasant memories and trying to focus on the present. He easily slipped back into the familiar activity, and Shego at his side was a very pleasant change from the past.

"...What do you mean?" Shego asked after a moment, looking up at him curiously. He watched her push her hair over her shoulder, holding his gaze and seeming nothing but genuinely interested as she waited for a response. Finally, Drakken sighed.

"As a child I would roller skate alone in the street outside our home. No one ever wanted to play with me, even when mother bought me a basketball hoop." He quirked a smile. "I can do a slam dunk on roller skates."

Shego pushed his side in a light shove with their joined hands, grinning. "Sure you can."

"And in college... When a mixer was planned at the local roller rink, I was thrilled at the opportunity. Finally, a social event where I would fit in. But..."

They had skated around the back of the rink, and they both lifted their free hands to shield their eyes from the sun until they rounded the curve. The sun was hot at Drakken's back, and he reached up to undo another button on his shirt.

"But?" Shego pressed gently.

"...No one noticed me anyway. I was still a third, fifth, even eleventh wheel. The only time anyone ever sought my company was for...help with their homework, or studying for an exam. It was all I was good for. Shego..."

He spun to face her, rolling backwards and taking both of her hands in his. Her expression was still open and curious—so unlike the mocking and sarcasm he had grown used to over the years of trying to deny his feelings for her.

"Go on," she said quietly, her fingers rubbing his gently.

He thought over other memories that were bubbling up, of being the one left out of inside-jokes and not invited to after-parties when the college mixers had ended. And skating skillfully and impressively around a brightly lit rink, the disco ball casting glittery flashes over his tricks which he had done for hours hoping for any attention, only to receive none at all.

"Never-mind," he said bitterly, glancing away.

As they neared the next curve Shego took a lead in their path and brought them over to the railing near the entrance.

"I've never skated before," she said plainly.

Drakken's brow furrowed.

"What?"

Shego shrugged. "I've never skated before."

Drakken thought of her very slight wobble as they had first started toward the rink, but other than that she had seemed every bit the experienced skater as he. He shook his head lightly in confusion.

"I don't...understand."

Shego's fingers rubbed his palms absently as her gaze fell.

"We didn't really have enough money for things like bikes or skates, even after the comet. Global Justice taking what little we did have, you know... When I was about thirteen, one of the girls at school was having a skating party for her birthday and I was invited. But right as my mother and I arrived at the rink, Team Go got a call. The party was over when we got back, and...there was never really time for things like skating after that anyway. Especially not after we lost our parents."

Shego shrugged again.

"This always looked like fun when I was a kid. I just wanted to try it."

Drakken considered what Shego had said, and what she had previously told him about her restrictive past due to the misguided organization that had taken charge of the child heroes. As a bead of sweat dripped down the side of his face, he focused back on the present.

"But you've been skating just fine?" he asked in perplexity, remembering her initial statement.

Shego gave a small grin. "Not much of a challenge compared to rocket skates and hover-boarding."

Drakken grimaced and wiped his brow, unfastening another button of his shirt as the sun heated his skin.

"...You're more than halfway, you might as well finish that," Shego said.

"What?" Drakken asked, blinking in confusion.

Shego's cheeks were slightly pink, and she nodded meaningfully at his loose shirt. His brow rose as his face colored in response, but he dutifully finished unbuttoning the shirt, waving one side of it back and forth to fan himself briefly.

"So...how about these tricks?" Shego asked, moving off of the wall and pulling him back out onto the rink. "Maybe they have a basketball hoop around here they could roll out."

Drakken smirked and let go of her hand, skating quickly ahead and spinning around to face her when he was about ten feet away. Shego's confusion faded to laughter as Drakken's flower emerged on its vine, wrapping around her waist several times and pulling her to him.

"Not sure what this has to do with roller skating...whoa!"

Shego thrust her arms out for balance as the vine suddenly unraveled, spinning her away from Drakken in circles as he skated broadly around her, catching her hand just as the flower released her. He then spun her back into his arms and dipped her over his knee, grinning cockily down into her eyes. Shego's return smirk caused him to blush.

"I've...never actually gotten to try that one before," he said shyly. "Modified now of course, with Flower—"

Shego set a finger over his lips as she chuckled in response and puckered her own meaningfully. But as Drakken leaned down to kiss her, his flower was suddenly in between their faces.

"Flower..." Drakken muttered in annoyance.

The vibrant bloom made a quick loop in the air with its vine and then hovered over Drakken's shoulder, seeming to watch him.

"I think it wants to skate too," Shego said with a grin.

Drakken righted them, setting an arm around Shego's waist as the flower did another loop before moving around to rest on her shoulder. Shego laughed.

"And do tricks, apparently," she continued, raising her brow at Drakken.

He blushed, the color in his cheeks only deepening as Shego's arm snaked around his waist while her other hand crossed his body to find his free one, then lacing their fingers together.

"Well..." Drakken said as they began skating slowly around the polished surface again, hip to hip. "The rink doesn't close until eleven..."

Shego grinned. "Plenty of time. And later, if you want..."

Drakken perked up.

"...If we take out the security cameras, we could defile this place like we did the drive-in last weekend."

Drakken felt a rush, but also a pang of nerves as he considered how wholly exposed the rink would be, cameras or not.

"...Or a secluded park bench," Shego suggested, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Drakken looked down to where their feet moved in unison, cutting perfectly symmetrical lines down the side of the skating rink. He brought his eyes up to her face where she was grinning at him.

"How about some new memories, first?"

She leaned up and kissed his jaw softly in response.  And Drakken knew the heat in his face in that moment had nothing to do with the sun.

[youarejesting]

Half the school

Rating: Teen and Up Genre: Mystery, Romance, Drama, Action, Angst, Paranormal. Pairing: ? x Reader Summary: In Bightville there is never any nonsense, the scariest thing one might face is tripping at the roller-disco. But, when you move to the small town, crazy things start to happen. Suddenly people are going missing without any leads. It’s when your neighbor Seokjin goes missing that things get serious because now his friends suspect you! Words: 1.1k

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Seokjin grinned walking through the school, he felt great, it was always such a boost of confidence to know he was handsome. This didn’t mean he was a jerk about it though, taking his time and effort to treat others just as he wished to be treated. Stopping to pick up a paper that a young girl had dropped and caught a rogue soccer ball heading towards an unsuspecting young man. 

It was hard being handsome, at least for Seokjin people often steered clear of him because of — and this was a direct quote —  he was out of their league. 

So could you see how growing up would be tough, not having friends to invite to a birthday party, or having people use you for popularity? Living on a pedestal got rather lonely, that was the case until the day he met his best friends. 

Together with the six of them he knew he would have plenty of light hearted shenanigans for years to come. Each had known eachother since middle school and now as Juniors all around sixteen, they were starting to wonder about life outside of the school. Namely things like jobs, Yoongi had scored a job at the local Roller-Discotheque called Dynamite. Where he controlled the music and sat around mostly, until it was time to clean up. 

Yoongi getting a job sparked a chain of events for the rest of the group. Hoseok joined Yoongi at the roller rink where he would sit in the little canteen where people could buy cans of pop and snacks throughout the night. And he would skate around and dance when he was free.

Jimin got a job at the diner, he wore skates and would fly about the store with all the grace of a figure skater. Technically the skates were for the female wait staff but he put them on and moved around so happily, that no one had the heart to tell him. Namjoon worked the till at the diner, keeping numbers was what he did best. He would seat guests and give menus but he didn’t do much else as he was a nervous young man when it came to jobs that required precision or delicate hands. 

Taehyung and Jungkook worked at the Arcade, the two were always playing around the newest game ‘Space Invaders'. A game that Jungkook proudly had the number one place in with his alter ego ‘Kookie’. 

As for Seokjin, he worked at the drive-in movie, it was a nice job plus he got to watch the movies too which was nice. The only downside is someone spread the word that he had recently been employed and thus his nights were packed with movie goer’s trying to ask for his number. Seokjin had to leave every job he ever worked because when the student body found out where he worked the girls flocked. 

The most disturbing nightmares for Seokjiin involved the blinding flash of a polaroid. Shivering at the thought Seokjin stopped in front of his locker and prepared for the worst. Once the metal door swung open with the tiny squeak of its hinges a letter fell to his feet.

‘Another letter.’ He thought, stooping to pick it up. ‘Surely these girls have better things to do, by now half the school has sent me a love letter’

Reading through the letter he sighed, it was sweet the girl had declared her love and admiration for him but sadly she didn’t wish to be with him. Only wanted him to know how she felt and that she wished him all the happiness in the world. This was definitely one of the nicer and more thoughtful letters he had received.

Danice was a beautiful young lady, very gentle, and had no negative bone in her body. She would babysit around the neighborhood and would house sit whenever someone needed pets or plants taken care of while they were away. Her main concerns were not with boys but with school work and family and Honest Seokjin Admired her for that, perhaps if he were interested in dating he would consider Danice first.

He placed his things away and squared his shoulders, taking a few deep breaths and trying to calm his red ears. He was a gentleman and he always read each letter and would personally respond when he had the chance. 

Today marked a special occasion as Danice had sent him this letter meant that every single young lady in his year had asked him out, what a momentous feat. He stepped over to the lovely young ladies' locker. Danice was talking to her best friend Anne and he tried to calm his racing heart. He always got nervous rejecting the girls.

He lent against the lockers and gave a soft smile. “Good morning Danice, how are you, this fine morning?” He watched her jump and turn to him a faint blush on her cheeks.

“Oh, Jin, very good thank you?” She gave him a cheeky grin. “How is your little darling boys” 

Seokjin remembered she had looked after the family pets while he and his family went away last September.

“They are well thank you for asking” He really did enjoy Danice’s company, she didn’t particularly care about the whole dating scene. “I wanted to talk in private if that is okay with you?”

“Sure, Anne I can meet you outside class yeah?” Her best friend eyed her curiously, and he thought Anne wasn’t bad either, she had also stressed she wasn’t expecting anything when she had confessed.

“I um, read your letter and I deeply appreciate the admiration you hold for me, I am not at this point looking for someone to date but am always in need of a friend” He grinned 

“That’s perfectly alright, I don’t think I wish to date yet either, I do wish to genuinely be friends with you, I just didn’t want the intentions to ever be misunderstood. Perhaps I will see you around Dynamite some time.I am not a good skater but I enjoy the music, oh and Jin.”

“Yes?” He asked, looking at her soft smile she was truly such a nice girl, it was in her name after all. ‘Da-nice, haha Jin you crack yourself up.’ Biting his lip to keep from laughing.

“Thank you for being so polite and talking with me” She smiled “You really are a nice guy, I know it must be tiring to respond to so many letters and confessions”

“I will be at Dynamite tonight with the boys if you want to talk more. I am happy to have a friend like you Danice.” Seokjin gave her a small hug patting the top of her head before pulling back and walking to class.

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Introducing COREY “TITTY” PETITO !

CONFESSIONAL

hey, mtv! i’m corey petito, but everyone just calls me titty on account of my last name and also because they rejected me from astronaut school since nasa was afraid my tits would cause a solar eclipse if i went to the moon. i just turned 21, but i’ve been making margaritas for my mother since i was 9. my parents never got married because i was a one night stand baby so you can all see where i get my healthy relationships from. my special skills include rollerskating, finding strangers on social media, and giving really good head.

i’m from union city, new jersey. i’m in the part where the homeless people that are too poor for nyc just hangout. some of them are kinda cool– shoutout to drew that hangs outside my bodega and tells me my ass is juicy every day. i’ll miss you this summer, man.

“tell us what you do during the year.”

what do i do during the year? uh well i was going to school for a bit and then the money was too much so i dropped out. it’s cool though, i make money and i have my own life so it’s not like my parents are up my ass about going to school or anything.

“what do you do for work?”

don’t worry about it.

“okay, how did you hear about the show.”

when i first heard about the casting call it was through some mtv casting person hitting me up on instagram. at first i thought it was a sex trafficking scheme when she asked me to come audition, but my mom always says that no one would even kidnap me on account of them not wanting to deal with my shit so i took my chances.

i’ve been watching jersey shore since i was like… 11. that’s probably why i’m a whore and love d*** and p**** as much as i do… am i allowed to say that? the second wave sexual revolution happened, you’d think i’d be able to say d**** and p****** on tv now… i can’t? can i say c*** at least?… what if i’m talking about a rooster? you guys are really f****** oppressive to farmers apparently.

anyway, i’m here to have the summer of a life time!! i just want to f*** a lot and leave with a lil found family. i also really want to f*** danny merk… don’t tell his wife i said that.

MORE ABOUT TITTY

She only goes by Titty or another nickname you give to her. She never goes by her actual name and she kind of hates it when you call her Corey. Her parents, of course, named her Corey, but she tries to have the least amount of association with them and her mom’s house as possible so that’s why she hates it. Her friends are her family and that’s the name they gave her, so she likes Titty best.

Her dad yeeted outta her life when he found out her mom was pregnant, so Titty’s only ever had her mom and a series of her mom’s bum boyfriends. One or two were cool, but the rest she hated.

Her mom was also kinda absent. She didn’t really want Titty all that much and Titty never asked to be born so their relationship isn’t warm and fuzzy. Her mom was never abusive, just didn’t care much. Titty basically raised herself. Her mom never really cared if she went out or stayed out late, as long as she was out of the house and she could be with her boyfriend(s).

Her older friends would drag her to the skate park to smoke and there is where she saw a bunch of girls roller skating for the first time. Something about it seemed cool so she decided to search every thrift shop and Salvation Army until she could find a pair. Titty was like 15 at the time and couldn’t drive, so she just started skating everywhere.

She eventually found herself going to a local rink where she saw a flier looking for girls to join a roller derby team. She lied about her age and joined. Roller derby became a productive escape from home and when everyone on their team plus their coach figured out she was actually a baby, they decided to let her stay anyway because she had a lotta heart and they knew how shitty her home life was. She still plays and is on the same team.

Titty dropped out of school because it became too expensive. She didn’t want to move back home, so she choose paying rent over paying her tuition installments.Unfortunately though, she lost her job because she was balancing work, school, and her derby team. Luckily for her though, the guy who owned where they had derby matches had an offer for her. If she helped him run the betting and gambling on teams that he was organizing then he’d pay her. It’s kinda shady, but it’s easy.

Now that Titty’s on the show, she keeps her whole skate life hush to everyone in the house (besides them knowing she skates and her saying she plays ‘sports’). Her teammates ragged on her so hard when she implied she wanted to go on the show, so she didn’t tell them this is where she was going for the summer and she certainly doesn’t mention them on camera for fear of them being pissed at her for bringing them up on such a trashy show. 

She’s also super secretive about what she actually does to make money back home because it’s sorta seedy and she also doesn’t want another mention of roller derby on cameras.

Titty isn’t a genius by any means, but she’s definitely not as dumb as she portrays herself to be on the show. She plays it up for the cameras because she wants to be funny and hopefully get attention. If she can get brand deals or other opportunities then she hopes she can get that money to go back to school.

Her mom might not have been Carol Brady, but the older girls on her team were always really good to her so she kinda picked up on that maternalness from them. She might be a whore, but she’s also a mom friend. She will step in for her friends and be there with a hug if they need her.

Grew up poor as fuck so all her clothes are either from really cheap places or she just got them from her friends. Clothes are just kinda fabric to her and if it compliments her tits then that’s all she cares about.

She is pansexual and will pretty much have sex with anyone. This girl is not picky at all. 

[cuddliestbear]

Okay, so kinda rant-y, scroll if you don't wanna read.

So, when I was 16, I was promised a sweet sixteen b day party at a roller skating rink. My step beast and sperm donor were going to send rsvp stuff via facebook to my friends' parents. Make sense, organization, figuring out who would need a ride who could or couldn't make it.

My b day was on a thursday so unfortunately i did have school. (Im in florida, no feb vacay 😞) but, the guardians in question said i could have the party after school and that they would tell all the parents such. I said cool and went to school on my b day. I was understandably excited.

I mean you only have one sweet sixteen. I had gotten a dress from Bealls that looked really cute for the day. (I was still genderfluid back then, but I wasn't allowed to wear a binder or even identify to anyone other than my real mom and fam and my friends. Otherwise I would totally have worn wicked cute suspenders and a button up, dress pants and a bow tie to be snazzy.) I had been good with my chores and not giving attitude. (For the most part) so, I was ready.

The day goes by, a few people wish me a happy birthday, but not one of my friends mentions seeing me later at my party. So I asked them if their parents told them about it. They looked confused and concerned, because they know how my 'rentals be. They texted/called their parents and none of the parents received rsvps or messages from the people who house me. So, now I am upset, angry and furious with myself for thinking I could rely on those people to be normal fucking parents for once.

You know, the ones that care about the kid? Not the ones who get your hopes up and even that morning swear up and down that they were going through with something and then not doing it. It's one thing if we couldn't afford it. They usually told me when they couldn't afford something. That's one of the only things they did right. Here's the thing. Idc if we were poor. Oh, well, I don't get a skating rink, but I could still have had a smaller party at my house or a local park.

That is not what happened though.

What ended up happening was me going home, and asking them what was going on and saying that none of my friends' parents got their rsvp. Or even heard about the party from their parents. They simply said they decided not to do the party because they weren't sure I deserved it. Pardon? I don't deserve to be with people who actually give a shit about me on my birthday? Really?

Anyways, so I go to my room, all upset and such, because come on. I am a sixteen year old who simply just wants a party, doesn't have to be big or expensive just SOMETHING. (I am 20 now and still not fucking over this bs, luckily I am no longer in their home and haven't been since 2017, sooooo.)

A little while later, my step beast knocks on my door then opens it without waiting for an answer, like usual. Rude bitch. Anyways, she comes in and tells me to put on the nice dress I got and do my hair because we have company over.

A last glimmer of hope that will be shortly crushed ran through me and I got ready, thinking that she invited my friends to my house last minute and a few were able to come.

Nope.

What happened was that I walked out of my room and saw my two male younger cousins sitting at the dinings table with little birthday crowns on their heads. Not party hats, crowns with plastic and fake jewels and "Birthday Boy" molded into the plastic with the color blue. Confused I asked what was happening and she said that my cousins love me so much they wanted to share THEIR birthday with me.

For one, it is february 19th, MY birthday, theirs are later in the month. So, she's wrong. It is not THEIR birthday today, it is MY birthday. And this may sound whiny and everything and sort of selfish, but tbh Idc.

Second, they love me so much? They are fucking terrible gremlins to kick and bite my little sisters and constantly break or damage things of mine with no repercussions. So, no. They do not LOVE me so much, they enjoy seeing me and my sisters miserable, thats what they LOVE so much.

I didn't say all of this, but merely pointed out that their birthdays weren't even for another week or two. Of course, as per usual, I was seen as the instigator. So, I was the one reprimanded for trying to make my cousins feel bad on THEIR special day.

What the ACTUAL fuck?

Seriously, she's going to keep going on this?

So, as I usually did, I sat quietly, stewing in my steadily increasing upset. They hadn't even gotten a cake meant for me or a cupcake or anything. No presents at all. Not that i give a shit about presents but no cake?

They said that it was because the boys wanted to share their cakes with me. Yes, cakes. The fuckers bought a 6 and 7 year old individual large fancy cakes and not the person who was actually born on this day. Let that sink in, okay got it?

What the fuck?!?!

I aam so furious and betrayed and upset at this point that I am trying tooth and nail not to cry.

Then, my angel comes to save me.

Great Tante/Aunt. (Tante is french for Aunt, this fam was REALLY into the whole calling grandparents and aunts the equivalents in french even though they knew no other words in french than those) she walked in with a pretty ice cream cake with pink roses and creamy white frosting with my name written in beautiful caligraphy icing in the center. It was beautiful.

Immediately, my step beast and step aunt started a fight with Great Tante. Evidently, Aunt T had texted Great Tante and told her about what my horrible family members were trying to do and came to the rescue with a present and cake.

Basically it went something like this.

The aunt who bore the two heathens starts off on my savior.

"How dare you disrespect this household by insinuating these things!?" Because Great Tante had pointed out that they've always been unecessarily cruel to me and the least they could do was throw me a halfway decent birthday party.

"Watch your tone, young lady." was all my saint of a great aunt-by-marriage said to this cow of a woman. The aunt gasped and turned red in the face.

Then my step beats stepped in again.

"That's because she's a spoiled brat who was so used to getting away with everything with her mom. That's why she has to share her birthday and a cake with the boys." She insisted, trying to prevent Great Tante from giving me the present and placing my cake in front of me. Then, my lil sister, we'll call her E, bless her heart walks into the room with the wonky looking stuffed bear I made for her and asks why everyone is yelling so much.

She runs right up to me and hugs me. Even if she's seen me all day, if she ends up in a separate room from me, she'll eventually find me to hug me again. I love her and miss her so much, I haven't seen her in over three years.

"Why is everyone being mean to my Jazz?" She told everyone sternly, stamping her little four year old feet and putting her hands on her hips. Now, because her baby, her precious darling has seen her show her ugly side, the Step Beast backs away and allows Great Tante to place the cake and give me the present.

So, I got to have my cake and eat it, too. Lol sorry bad joke.

Anyways, moral of the story is if you are a parent and you do THIS SHIT to your kid, you shouldn't fucking reproduce. I have years of mental abuse to account for several things like ptsd, anxiety and depression.

This is a relatively minor story compared to the multitudes of bs that they have done to me or to my mom over the nearly seven years I lived with them.

I may post more of the major stuff at some other point, but venting like this helps. Even if its been years since the incident. I know I am right to be angry and hate the way I was treated, but sometimes you have to hear youself say it or have others validate it.

[deliverydefresas]

masters of the scene

I know it’s been like, a century, but better late than never amirite? Happy birthday to this fic and thank you to everyone who’s still reading it. I love you all. 

I re-read it twice but honestly this probs has as many mistakes as if I hadn’t lmao. In case you don’t remember / have missed a part:  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 + 6.5 | 7 | 8 | (this one will be considered 9.3 since there’s two more parts to be posted)

♥

AU: Matteo Balsano is a famous singer who has been crushing on this one girl he saw every day behind a window many years ago, back when he first started recording his debut album and inspired his first big hit, Princesa. Luna Valente, professional Olympic skater turned actress is at a local (and very popular) talk show to promote her breakout movie. This is where it all starts.

♥

When someone mentioned the words bachelorette party, Luna pictured women enjoying themselves, lots of bottles of alcohol, games that are fun after five drinks, and maybe a stripper or two. She, definitely, didn’t imagine herself in a corner, scared of facing the bride’s tantrum. No joke here, she’d seen Yam’s cousin crossing herself before she informed her they’d gotten the tablecloths they’d ordered for the wedding, a silent prayer to keep the already stressed bride calm. But, of course, the universe hated them and decided whoever oversaw the cloths, to pick the ‘wrong’ shade of red.

“I specifically asked for cadmium red, not this cheap ass lipstick red! Are you so fucking blind you can’t distinguish from two different colors? How can you be this incompetent?” She saw most of the people flinch at Yam’s tone; Luna felt for them, she too wanted to be anywhere else. “They are different colors! If you can’t tell one from the other why would you even offer them in your catalogue?!” As Yam continued to yell, Luna saw her friend’s mom apologizing for her daughter’s outburst, offering everyone another round of drinks, before dragging the blonde to another room to continue her call.  Jim sighed tiredly – poor girl had had to endure her best friend’s moods far longer than anyone in the room- slipping her margarita to Nina’s hand – not before emptying it all in a gulp-, as she hurriedly left to follow the screams.

“If I ever become this level of bridezilla, please slap my face with the tablecloth.” Luna told Nina, sipping on her mojito, silently laughing when they heard Yam cursing someone once more.

“Only if you return the favor.” Her best friend proposed, offering her glass of water to her, her duty as DD kept her alcohol free for the evening.

She happily clicked her glass with hers, sealing the deal. After both had sipped on them, Luna spoke again, “time really flew by. I still remember the day Yam came to lunch waving her hand on our faces because Ramiro had proposed, and now…” she sighed.

“She’s only days away from spending the rest of her life with the guy she loves...”

Luna snorted. “Or having a heart attack because another insignificant detail got messed up, whichever happens first.” Nina laughs with her for a moment, sipping the last of her drink before changing the subject.

“How’s the roller coming along?” her friend asks, as if she hadn’t spent most of the last three months inside the building with her.  

“Slow. Tiring. Hopefully great, though.”

“Still going over paperwork?”

She sighed, “yeah. Who knew buying a building and reconstructing it to open a skating rink was so laborious?”

Nina offered her a reassuring smile, extending her hand to squeeze hers in support. “You’re doing more than great, L. Soon your dreams will be a reality and all this work will be worth it.”

“I know, I know. Doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck, though.” Her best friend laughed.

“Don’t pretend you’re not the one who insisted on reviewing everything and every little step, Luna. You could have easily left it to your trusty lawyer and architect, but you didn’t and here you are now.”

Luna huffed out, “excuse me for wanting to make sure everything is perfect.” She knew Nina was only kidding, so she tried to make it sound like a joke; even if she only half-meant it. You couldn’t half-ass a business, you just couldn’t; not unless your goal with it was to end up broke and deep in debt.

“And it will be. It might take time, but it will.” Nina said reassuringly, not an ounce of hesitance in her voice.

“Thank you, N.” She sipped her mojito once more, “now, will you tell me what’s bothering you? You’ve been playing with your necklace since we got here, and I doubt it’s because of Yam getting on your nerves.” Then again, Luna at least had alcohol to sooth the yelling and bear the ridiculous games, Nina’s soberness surely was playing against her.

“I’ve got something to tell you and I’m not sure how you’re going to react, and  I don’t want you to get mad at me, so…”

“So you’re choosing not to tell me?” she frowned. She hated when people did that; after all, if they gave her a head up beforehand, she’d save herself the unpleasures of being surprised.

“No, no. I just- well I just wasn’t sure how to tell you. It’s kinda… it’s to do with a certain someone.”   Oh.

Oh.

While Luna didn’t choose to avoid having Matteo as a topic of conversation, she purposefully didn’t bring him up, so, neither did Nina. Until now, apparently.

The fiasco at his apartment had been left unspoken after her plans with the Roller started to pan out. Partly because she didn’t have enough free time to do dwell on it, and partly because she still cringed whenever she reminded herself of what had happened with him. She’d still kept up with him through Delfi’s offhanded comments on their ‘lessons’, and – embarrassingly enough- through a couple magazines there and there. Not that she believed anything they’d written about him; she highly doubted he’d brought three lions to exhibit at a party in his apartment.

Point was, even if she didn’t particularly have the lady balls to talk to him again and call a truce, she still cared enough to make sure he was somewhat okay.

“Matteo isn’t Voldemort, Nina, you can say his name out loud and nothing will happen.” Nina gave her a sheepish smile.

“I know, but since we haven’t talked about him in a while I wanted to make sure it wasn’t a problem.”

“Well, it isn’t, so you can say whatever you have to.” Luna urged her, sipping her drink once more, her curiosity getting the best of her.

“So, you know how I said I’d asked Eric to be my date for the wedding?”

“Yeah, but then you said his grandma broke her hip, or something, and he cancelled on you.” She frowned, “did you ask Matteo to be your date?” Luna didn’t try to hide her surprise. Had her best friend reached out to him? Became close friends and didn’t tell her?

“No! No, no, no! I would never do that to you! I asked Gastón. You know, his best friend? We’ve talked from time to time and since I didn’t want to stay glued to Yam’s cousin more than necessary, I asked him if he could come. He said yes.”

Now she was confused. “Okay… is Matteo coming? Or why were you worried I’d react badly?”

“You’re not mad?” Nina asked timidly, as if she’d explode on her for this.

“No! Why would I? Matteo and I’s disaster is that – ours-, you can be friends with his best friend and invite him wherever, N. To get mad at you for having friends would be ridiculous; just like you thinking I’d get mad at you for this.”  

“Better safe than sorry, no?” Luna shook her head, letting out a small chuckle. Nina spoke again, “and the answer is no.” At her confused expression, she clarified, “he’s not coming. At least, I don’t think he is, neither Yam or Ramiro are in his circle, and you know Yam would tell you if she had invited him.”

“Yeah. I guess so.” Their conversation was cut as Yam, her mom, and Jim entered the room once again. The bride significantly happier, and her companions a lot more relieved.

The moment Yam’s words left her lips, she was glad she was on her third mojito.

“Who’s up for a round of ‘Pin The Macho on the Man’?!”

♥

               Welcome to a whole new JaJazmin! I’m your host, the beautiful, incredible, gorgeous, amazing… Jazmín Carbajal-Gorjesi! Thank you, yes, thanks, I know all of you love me but let’s save some love for our guest tonight, alright?  She’s beauty, she’s grace, she could break your face in roller skating! Please welcome Olympic Medalist, and the star of your favorite sports movie, SHATTERED WINGS, the one, the only, the best of the bestest: SOL BENSON!-  

-          Thank you! What a lovely welcome, Jazmín, thank you for having me again.

-           

You’re very wel-… I mean, it’s an honor to have you back. But tell me, please, how’s retired life treating you?

                                It’s been pretty calm, really, which I think is what retirement is all about (*chuckles*), and like I’ve said, I never meant to leave the skating rink permanently, I’m just not competing anymore. I’ve achieved everything I’ve ever wanted, and I’m happy with how everything ended.

                  The days following your statement must have been crazy, weren’t they?

Yeah, a little. I never talked about my plans, or early retirement, so it’s partly my fault for dropping this on my fans so suddenly, whom I apologize to for hurting them with the news. They’ve been there for me in every step of the way, and I hope they continue with me for what’s to come.

               We’ll talk about that in a minute, but I have to ask - and I hope you don’t mind-, your name wasn’t the only one that resounded when the news hit.

Mmhmm.

               Correct me if I’m wrong but many people… concluded your decision wasn’t at all about you reaching your dreams and being done with competing. They assumed your rumored boyfriend – Matteo Balsano, for those who don’t know-, had asked you to quit for one reason or another.

Crazy, isn’t it? I worked, sweated and bled on my dreams for over a decade… you’d think that hard work would get more recognition without a rumored fling butting in.

               I’m sorry.

Don’t be. I want to make it clear though, that Matteo and I were never anything but friends. He’s a great guy, one of the best I’ve ever met, but we were nothing except platonic.

               There you have it folks: Soltteo were a no. What a shame for every of us who were rooting for you two…

(*chuckles*) Sorry to disappoint. But hey, at least a lucky girl can still get his heart.

               Think you can hook them up with him?

Uh…

(*laughs*) I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Moving on, though, what’s next for Sol Benson? Got any plans yet?

Well-

 ♥

“What are you watching?” His best friend flopped down on the bed next to him, grimacing as soon as he saw what was on the screen of his TV. “Again? This is what, the millionth time?”

“The re-run was on.” Matteo shrugged it off, dismissing its importance.  

“And you decided to watch it just because? You gotta stop this masochism, dude. It’s been three months, if you miss her so much-”

“It’s not like that, and you know it.” He didn’t miss her exactly.  After all, he didn’t have the chance to get to know her enough to do so. It was more of him occasionally wishing he had the guts to pick up his phone and apologize again until things weren’t… weird between them. Luna running away from him had left him with a permanent needle pinching his heart, and he was sure it wouldn’t leave until they resolved their… issue.

“Do you know that, though? ‘Cause honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you had her words memorized by now.” Matteo turned the TV off, just as Luna initiated a round of quick questions with Jazmín, shaking his head at his best friend, whom had taken the liberty to spread out on his bed.

“Sorry to disappoint.” He huffed.

Gastón let out a sigh, as if he was tired of his denial. Which, in all fairness, so was he. “Are you in one of your weird moods? These short answers are kind of annoying, I want to talk to my best friend and feel like he’s actually here.”

“I’m sorry, my mind is just all over the place.” He offered him a smile, hoping Gastón could hear the sincerity in his voice. Matteo wasn’t giving him an attitude on purpose, he knew he was worried about him.  “And before you even ask, no, this isn’t about Luna. Delfi called me; my label wants to hear the songs I have so far. I guess I’m just nervous.”

“Why? I’ve heard some of them there and there, it’s sounding great, dude. I would even dare to say it’s your best so far. If anything, they should be nervous, they won’t know what hit them.”  

“Thanks, bro. But you know it’s different this time. A lot more… personal.” Out of all his albums, this one had to be the rawest. He wasn’t holding anything out this time, he wasn’t telling half-truths or hypothetic scenarios; whatever he was feeling, he wrote. He poured every single emotion into them. And it left him exposed, his heart naked to anyone who were listening.

He wasn’t playing it safe, dismissing the formula that had gave him a name in the industry. Now, his true self was on the spotlight, and he’d be lying if he didn’t admit it scared him.

“I’m telling you, they’d be crazy to reject them. I’ll pay for them to get checked by a doctor if they as little as insinuate it’s not the best thing they’ve heard in all their careers.” He had to laugh at this.

“Now I know it’s your bias talking.”

“Hey, I might be your best friend, but I’m not deaf, and I happen to have an excellent ear and taste for music.”

“Says the ABBA fan.”

Gastón gasped dramatically, sitting up quickly as he took his right hand to his heart. “How dare you! They’re amazing, and happen to have great, iconic songs! Here I am, bolstering you, like the great friend I am, and you dare to insult me and the greatest Swedish band of all time. Shame. On. You.”

Matteo threw him an amused look in return. “Well, consider me thankful. Anyways, did you want to tell me something?”

“What do you mean?”

Matteo arched his brows, as if it weren’t obvious. “You mean to tell me you just came into my room to ask me what I was watching on TV?”

“Uh, yeah?” When he gave him an ‘I don’t believe you for a second’ look, Gastón shrugged sheepishly. “Okay so I might have some news.” Matteo motioned for him to continue, “you know Ramiro Ponce and Yam Sánchez, right?”

“Yes.”

“Well they’re getting married this weekend, and Nina invited me as her plus one. Her supposed date cancelled on her and since the groomsman that’s supposed to walk the isle with her freaks her out, she asked me to cover for him, so he doesn’t attach to her after the ceremony.”

“Dating her now, are you?” He couldn’t help but to tease him, even if he knew they were merely platonic. “So, you’re going out this weekend, cool. I can manage to be alone one evening, you know.”  

“It’s not like that and you know it.” Gastón threw his words back at him. “I’m telling you this in case you want me to rely a message on a certain someone, or something.”

Why was he friends with him again? “Sure. Can you tell the happy couple I say, ‘congratulations on getting contractually bound to each other’ for me?”

Gastón looked surprised at first, but as soon as he finished hearing his answer, he put on a blank face. “Sure. Well, if you want me to rely anything else to anyone else, you know where to find me.”

“Mhmm.” After that, Gastón left his room, huffing what sounded like ‘stubborn idiot’, which he was sure were his words.

Mindlessly, Matteo turned his TV on again, switching from cable to scroll on Netflix as soon as he noticed JaJazmín had ended. He was about to put play on a random movie when his phone rang. The name displayed on the screen took him off guard.

“Hello?”

“What do you think of being my date to a wedding this Saturday?”

[howveryheather]

pandemic songs + self discovery

My Spotify Unwrapped for 2020 looked remarkably similar to every other year of my life recorded on the platform. The number one song, for what has to be at least four years running, is an ambient track from a video game that I listen to while I’m working. Most of my top musicians are a mix of film and television composers and Enya. This is true even in a pandemic. So many of my existing musical influences are still here to weather the many storms of life that are ahead — whether I am ready for them or not.

In every moment where I was not working, I was listening to a lot of music. Pouring over my Spotify, I’m able to see so many different moods and feelings. I have always kept one enormous playlist that lets me go back and know exactly what music I was listening at various moments in my life. Moments in time where the world felt like it had lost its balance, but music kept me grounded. Kept me thinking about the past, present, and future. The way I see it, the best is still yet to come for everyone. Better times are on their way. People I don’t yet know are coming into my life. Places I haven’t lived in yet will be here soon. And there will be even more songs that will define those moments in time for me. 

I didn’t know the songs I’d be listening to during the pandemic and yet, here we are... with the music that defined this uncertain time in my corner of the world.

“Say So” — Doja Cat

In the aftermath of getting knocked out with one of the worst flus of my life for a week this year, I spent the remainder of February desperately trying to regain my strength and sense of self. Little did I know that in March the entire world would change because of the coronavirus. This song feels like the last music video of our “normal” time. Nostalgic for roller skating rinks and hanging out with friends.

“Geyser” — Mitski

Have you ever heard a song that emotionally rocked you to the core so badly that you had to get into the fetal position and think afterwards? This one did it. Screaming while crawling and rolling around in the dirt is a real 2020 mood.

“Too Late” — The Weeknd

The entire After Hours album, and the red suit character, is a real quarantine/lockdown mood if there ever was one. Abel can’t miss.

“The Chain” — Fleetwood Mac

Everyone else might have been on a Dreams kick, courtesy of the Ocean Spray skateboarder but I was all about The Chain. 

“Me And You” — NERO

In the movie montage of your life, this is the song that plays to emphasize you’re a boss who can do anything. I stopped drinking for the better part of this year, which is pretty cool. Then I attempted the keto diet. That lasted for... less than 48 hours. The message is simple: I will just exercise instead of giving up carbs!

“Ocean of Mine” — Kennedy One

Before I started paying for Spotify Premium, I was trapped in a world of endless commercials. Once in a great while, the streaming service would recommend music that I might like. Kennedy One’s Ocean of Mine was one of those recommendations. I listened to this while I had my first crown put on at the dentist. You know I love anything that sounds like the wind, the water, and the promise of the shore.

“Joan of Arc on the Dance Floor” — Aly & AJ

These sisters came through so many times in 2020! The Up All Night event on YouTube and the Viper Room streaming show made it feel like concerts had, in a slow but sure way, been able to make a return. Just in time to kiss 2020 goodbye we have an explicit version of Potential Breakup Song... MVPs!

“Moscow Invitational 1968″ — Carlos Rafael Rivera

Many hours spent writing require a specific kind of soundtrack for staying in the zone. The moment I heard this score play during The Queen’s Gambit, I knew it was going to be part of my background noise whenever I’m working from this moment moving forward. It’s inspiring to listen to and helps me stay even more concentrated on the task at hand. Whatever challenges are ahead, I know I can reach them and keep leaping onward to the next hurdle and beyond.

“forget me too” — Machine Gun Kelly feat. Halsey

This is why we need concerts again: recreating a mosh pit feeling alone in your bedroom is simply not possible.

“Shine Ibiza Anthem 2019” — Paul van Dyk, Alex M.O.R.P.H.

In a pre-COVID world, I had plans to see Ultra 2020 in Miami. In a post-COVID, vaccinated world, I still have these plans for the future! I so look forward to the return of music festivals again, particularly those of the eat, sleep, rave, repeat variety. 

“Violence” — Grimes & i_o

This is my December song that will carry into January and beyond. I love, love, love it! (RIP Garrett Lockhart.)

As 2020 comes to a close, I have discovered some things about myself. 

There were three times I cried, and I mean sobbed my eyes out, during this pandemic. The first was during the news of the initial lockdown. That was pure fear and confusion and chaos. The second was when I started to see news footage of miles-long lines of people waiting for food to feed their families. That was an aching sadness that I felt deep in my bones because a lot of people lost their jobs and had nowhere else to turn for food. And the third was when I heard Governor Newsom ordered 5,000 body bags for California. Hearing news like that makes it impossible to never un-hear it again. It’s the reality of how badly this virus has rampaged our country.

It really bothers me when I see people saying that they want normal again. I get the root of the desire which is that you’d like to enjoy a drink at the bar or have a dinner out or spend time with friends, etc. But there were a lot of problems with our normal world. Too many. To me, it feels like signaling that you’re okay with continuing to live in a society where so many people have to work multiple jobs to survive, the healthcare infrastructure is buckling, and the education system is completely fractured (among many other issues!). 

What it seems, at least to me, is that people only want the aspects of normal that they were fortunate enough to receive but come at the expense of others. I suppose the best analogy is to consider the super rich. Once they exit their bunkers, they will want someone, likely paid on barely liveable wages, to make and serve them brunch. One can only hope this time has changed enough people to do and be better, but human nature is a fairly predictable beast. A number of people failed what I consider to be a basic human experiment and revealed seriously selfish true colors. I could rant about this topic for awhile — and believe me, I have THOUGHTS — but it’s too easy to dwell on bad news and opinions. 

There was a lot of good, just news in the mix. Some of it made the news, some went under the radar, but it was still there and it’s still happening. Here’s a few links:

There has been an animal discovered by scientists (a jellyfish-like parasite) that does not need oxygen to survive.

CRISPR was injected into a live patient’s eyeball this year, to treat genetically-caused blindness.

PG&E plead guilty to 85 counts in the 2018 Camp Fire, the same fire that wiped out Paradise, California. 

A Michigan jeweler named Johnny Perri buried $1 million of gold, silver, and diamonds for a real-life treasure hunt this summer.

Princess Beatrice and Edo Mapelli Mozzi had one of the prettiest, socially distanced weddings I’ve ever seen.

American Girl launched a new doll, Courtney, born in 1986. (They’re catching up to my age now!)

And the 2021 Super Bowl is inviting healthcare workers to attend the big game.

In the post-coronavirus “new normal” when I have been vaccinated, I know some aspects of my life will go back to their bubble. A lot will change though. 

What I really want is to do is get involved, hands on, in the community again. I want to volunteer at local food banks, soup kitchens, and/or churches for a few hours each week, when possible. (I also have a thought surrounding the idea of making a whole bunch of travel-size feminine product care kits for women in need if this isn’t already happening...) And if I can’t physically be there, then I want to donate and offer support in other ways. I am not helpless. I am a helper, as Mr. Rogers would say, and I would like to be able to help out more and contribute to the well-being of others once it is safe to do so.

I hope people will find it inside of them to want to work together again and come together as a community. It means a lot of hard work and energy and time, but it’s gonna make our world a lot better — far beyond the normal one we left behind.

[luckylagerlegacy]

Action Bronson “BLUE CHIPS 7000″ Album Commentary

    Action Bronson has been putting on for chubby white guys who hate Michael Jordan for the better part of a decade now, I guess that's why I've always had a special place in my heart for his music.  The Queens, New York born Crook-turned-Cook-turned-Rapper-turned-TV personality has an uncommon bag of references and a flair for showmanship that is highly polarizing; you're either gonna be a big fan of a guy who talks French cuisine and Italian handbags on almost every track, or you're gonna sleep on him on your way to defending XXXtentacion in yet another online argument. His listening audience has been waiting for this project since the psychedelic, experimental Mr. Wonderful dropped back in March of 2015. Let's dive right in and see what Bronson and his bevy of hit making, sampling  expert producers have for us:

 1)      Wolf Pack:

               This track opens with an audio clip of Action Bronson having a conversation with (who I am assuming is) his very, very stoned mother in a car. It's a jarring way to start an album; you can hear a dog whimper and another woman laugh from somewhere inside the car, it's strange- but then, a musical jumpcut puts us in the passenger seat of a 74' Coup De Ville on our way to collect some money we're owed while Bronson shouts "PUERTO RICAN AIRFORCE ONES AT THE WEDDING" which is the perfect opening to this album. This beat is perfect, Bronson rides the pocket expertly, only stepping out of the sweet spot to say inflammatory shit like "YOU SMOKE LITTLE BLUNTS LIKE KEVIN HART'S ARMS" or "I SHOT DOPE BEFORE I WROTE THIS - SNORT DOPE AND DO AEROBICS BY THE OCEAN" it's an excellent leadoff.

4/5

2)      La Luna:

               Of course this is going to be an album full of skits, Bronson loves that type of theatre. The conceit of this track is Action's homie calling "La Luna Luxury car rentals" and being put on hold, and that hold music just happens to be the funkiest beat of all time- so Action raps over it from across the room until the beat fades all the way in. From there it's the average Bronson song. A lot of really cool, quotable bars that evoke 80's coke dream vibes.

3/5  

3)      Chairman's Intent:

               Right back to it, this beat sounds like the score to a 70's blacksploitation flick and Action is even more swaggering than usual in his delivery and lyrics. Halfway through the track the beat cuts out, and a beautiful string section hints at the song ending... right before the beat slams back on and Action shouts "TWO PUMPS FROM THE INHALER GOT ME FEELING LIKE LAWRENCE TAYLOR" and all of the sudden I am in a silk bathrobe dancing around my living room like a fucking fool. Don't listen to this song unless you're trying to build the courage to do an armed robbery or else you're gonna derail your whole life by accident. This is home invasion music. It's a musical Tarantino flick, but like, less N Words dropped.

4/5

4)      Hot Pepper (feat. Mayhem Lauren and Jah Tiger):

Thank god we get to hear from Mayhem Laurenovich on this album. This duo is one of the best tag teams in all of rap music, together here rapping over a hook provided by Jamaica's own Jah Tiger (first seen on an episode of "Fuck That's Delicious".) Bronson's verse is a lot of fun (saying shit like "I'M QUALIFIED TO SPEAK FOR MY ATTORNIES, ADRESS THE JURY IN A SHAQ  JERSEY"), buy Mayhem steals the show on the song. He comes in, off beat as hell and overpowers the whole shit. He's flexing about some amazing shit here, "YOU THE TYPE TO COMPLIMENT A ROLLIE AT THE URINAL - I'M THE TYPE TO RESEARCH CONTINENTS AND THEN EXPLORE A FEW" that's fucking hilarious.

4/5

5)      Bonzai:

               This track is fucking amazing. This is the exact Action Bronson I first became a fan of- more measured both in production and in his lyrics here. "DADDY BACK WITH HIS LONG WHITE CADDILLAC, NOW IT'S TIME TO TAKE A NAPPY-NAP" your favourite could never sound like a king pin while saying "Nappy-Nap" b I guarantee it. The more conversational, less action movie star Bronson is a welcome surprise on this album that has so far been an audio reimagining of every movie that his namesake Charles Bronson ever starred in. The crackhead audio at the end is also pretty, pretty good.

5/5

6)      Let It Rain:

               This song starts with the sounds of a chick moaning (weird) and a really crazy Merengue instrumental serving as the beat (fire). I'm about to don my dance shoes and show you turkeys how to box step like a 5 time ballroom champ. Once you get past the super awkward audio of the woman cumming the song is actually pretty sick, as soon as I'm rich enough to steal a boat I will be piloting it out into a quiet, sunny bay and listening to this while I search the entire cabin for the liquor cabinet before accidentally capsizing the vessel.  The last bar on the track is Action exclaiming "THESE DUDES TRASH LIKE MICHAEL JORDAN JEANS" which means a whole lot to me.

4/5

7)      My Right Lung:

               This track opens with the silkiest jazz you've ever heard, but it's got this bite to it that makes you think Gil Scott Heron is about to hop into the breach and tell us that white people are the devil, before this Albanian Devil leans in with- "I'D GIVE MY RIGHT LUNG IF I COULD DUNK A BASKETBALL ONE TIME" -Fuck okay Bronson, me too. This might be my favorite track on this whole album. I demand to know who this sample is- if it is a sample at all. I'm impressed with how much he lets the beat breathe on this, it creates an atmosphere that makes his last, more frenetic verse pay off a ton harder. "FUCK A CRITIC, I'LL HAVE MY LIL SPANISH HOMIE HIT YOU WITH THE CIVIC - SPEND A MOTHERFUCKER SPINNIN"

5/5

8)      TANK (featuring Big Body Bes):

       This beat is fucking crazy. The flip on the sample is insane. Bronson is spitting really fun, carefree shit here like "SOMEHOW WE GOT JEEPS IN JAIL, TELL THE JUDGE IT'S ALL GOOD, GO HEAD AND KEEP THAT BAIL" and "DADDY SWERVE THE COUP WITH CONVICTION, GUNS UNDER THE PILLOW LIKE MY TOOTH MISSING, EVERYBODY KNOW IT'S ME CUS THE ROOF MISSING." Then Big Body Bes steps in and screams the dumbest, coolest sounding shit ever like only he is capable of. "ONLY GOD COULD BENCH US - YOU WAS IN THE DAYROOM DOING SPLITS - I TOLD YOU STOP BLOCKING THE TV - I'M TRYING TO WATCH MAURY - AND HANG THAT FUCKING PHONE UP" Holy fuck I'm 5 years old again watching WWE for the first time.

5/5

9)      Let Me Breathe:

       Harry Fraud and Action Bronson should get married n make music together every damn day. They are a power couple, and have maybe never made a bad song together? This was the leadoff single from this album, and also probably my least favourite song on it- but it's still very good. It's a little cute for my likes, but I say that as I nod my head in a top-to-bottom Ralph Lauren outfit that I didn't have on before this song started playing.

3/5

10)   9-24-7000 (feat Rick Ross):

       This shit is crazy. It opens with Action comparing himself with Sting, and moves on to a whole myriad of blowjobs, fast cars and fine dining - before he dives off the back of a boat and let's Rick Ross take a turn on the mic. NOW, i should preface this off the bat- Rick Ross could not have written this verse- it's too good. Same shit happened with his verse on Devil In A New Dress.. Anything too impressive coming out of Ross' corner, I just assume it was 8 struggle rappers turned ghost writers and a whole lot of coffee in some shitty office building near Burbank- ANYWAY- This verse is good as hell, it makes the song slap in the way only Rick Ross lending a verse can. I want some goddamn lemon pepper wings now. You can hear J. Cole's woke rant at the end of this track too, which is sad but fun.

5/5

11)   The Choreographer:

       I'll take the time to say it now- if not the best album of the year - this has so far been the most fun to listen to. I have been transported to a lot of foreign locales and into the back seat of a lot of vintage luxury automobiles just by throwing in headphones and pressing play on this shit. A standing ovation can be heard at the top of this track, and it's honestly really deserved. I want to roller-skate with a single mother to this shit, not even in a roller rink either. He's out here doing his best Dru Hill impression (literally) on this track. Give it up to Bronson. This shit is great.

4.5/5

12)   Chop Chop Chop:

       Back to the psychedelia that made so many cameos on Action Bronson's last project. A smoky choir backs up drugged out guitar riffs and shaky drums behind Bronson's "THE WHEELS ON THE RANGE GO CHOP CHOP" chorus, and the standout bar on this shit, "THE BLUNT LASTS LONGER THAN A WHOLE BADHU CONCERT" that's hilarious. For all the work he put in on the first half of this album, these last few tracks just feel like a victory lap.

3.5/5

13)   Durag vs. Headband (feat Big Body Bes):

               Victory lap complete. This whole album went fucking hammers, and this song is the perfect button on it. He's just stunting on us, it's fantastic. "I'M IN THE CLUB WITH A CONDOM ON - ALL UNDERARMOR ON" then Bes' chorus, and him fucking everything up again with more angry spouting off that simultaneously makes me giggle like a kid and want to commit felonies. This shit is good as hell.

 4/5

   OVERALL SCORE: 8.3/10

 This album is everything I want from a Bronson project. It's got dope beats, ridiculous lyrics, + attitude and brevity in equal parts. The best track, IMO, has got to be "TANK".