#oooh what a bop

[jyoongim]

Okay okay hear me out: possessive!annoyed!Alastor x naive!reader

The whole gang goes to Consent (the sex club) and manages to drag Alastor and reader with them.

Reader thinks everyone is so lovely and friendly, Alastor is overstimulated by the techno music, flashing lights, and loud crowd and ͓̽t͓͓̽̽h͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽s͓͓̽̽e͓̽ ͓̽f͓͓̽̽u͓͓̽̽c͓͓̽̽k͓͓̽̽i͓͓̽̽n͓͓̽̽g͓̽ ͓̽w͓͓̽̽h͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽r͓͓̽̽e͓͓̽̽s͓̽ ͓̽t͓͓̽̽h͓̽a͓͓̽̽t͓̽ ͓̽k͓͓̽̽e͓͓̽̽e͓͓̽̽p͓̽ ͓̽l͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽k͓͓̽̽i͓͓̽̽n͓͓̽̽g͓̽ ͓̽h͓͓̽̽u͓͓̽̽n͓͓̽̽g͓͓̽̽r͓͓̽̽i͓͓̽̽l͓͓̽̽y͓̽ a͓͓̽̽t͓̽ ͓̽r͓͓̽̽e͓̽a͓͓̽̽d͓͓̽̽e͓͓̽̽r͓̽

Cause imagine Alastor standing behind you, scaring the shit out of the person dancing with you….

something short

“I thought you said we were going a club?”

Charlie said nervously as the gang stood outside of Consent.

A club.

A strip club.

Angel had suggested that if Charlie wanted the residents to form trust then that going to a club would do that.

He failed to mention the whole nudity part.

You could sense that the group were a bit disgruntled, so you smiled at Angel “I think this is great Angel! I’ve never been to a club like this before what about you Al?” You turned to your attention to Alastor. 

Normally Alastor would have did an disappearing act on everyone when activities were done, but you were actually excited.

You were a rare thing that graced Hell. You were sweet and friendly. Had a good head o your shoulder…but you were horribly naive and had no sense of when people were insincere.

Or trying to gain your attention.

You were bopping your head to the music, swaying as you sipped on whatever concoction the bartender had made.

Your senses were in overdrive as you took in the loud music and flashing lights.

it was so much.

Angel had pulled you onto the dance floor, twirling around you, showing off his moves.

You giggled at his flashy display, laughing as several of the dancers swarmed around you, naked bodies rubbing against you.

This was so fun!

This is absolutely not fun.

Alastor was barely holding it together. The loud music and flashing lights were making him restless. He preferred quiet places with soft jazz playing and pleasant food.

Not establishments where he was pretty sure drugs were near the food.

He stayed seated at the bar. His very presence was enough for sinners to stay away from him.

He sipped his whiskey as he scanned the crowd. Vaggie and Charlie were sitting in a quiet corner, trying to keep Niffty stable.

Sir Pentious was trying to chat up some sinner, Angel was being Angel, and you….

 His eyes narrowed as he watched you watch in awe as several strippers danced on you. You were blushing but a smile still on your face regardless. You were unaware of the hungry looks that some of the male patrons were giving you.

But Alastor saw. Saw as some unsightly sinner began to approach you.

You felt a body press up against you. Heavy hands found your waist and pulled you into how they were swaying. 

“A pretty doll like you shouldn’t be alone on the dancefloor” a voice purred in your ear. You turned around, blinking at the stranger before giving him a smile “Oh you wanna dance with me?” You asked innocently. The sinner grinned, “suuuurree sweetness anything you like” he chuckled moving with you to the music.

Alastor had crushed the glass he was holding, static buzzing around him causing the lights to flicker slightly.

He took a deep breath, downed some whiskey from the bottle, and made his way through the crowd, brimming with dark energy.

The crowd practically parted like the Red Sea as Alastor made his way towards you and the filth who was being too handsy.

You smiled when you saw Alastor, completely oblivious to the rage emitting off him “Alastor this was so fun!” You shouted over the music. Alastor tilted his head, eyes narrowed and smile pulled in a tight snarl as he kept his eyes on the demon behind you. “Oooh really dearest?” The demon behind you was shaking in his boots as the Overlord gently pulled you towards him, wrapping an arm around your waist.

Mine. 

You were tipsy and babbling away as Alastor dragged you off the dance floor, teleporting you both back to the hotel away from prying eyes.

You blinked, seeing you were back at the hotel. “Wha-?”

A body wrapped itself around you, pulling you into a rumbling chest. Alastor huffed as he buried his nose in the crook of your neck.

”That place was horrid. Medium playing less than pleasant tunes, and those filthy sinners were all over you” he growled.

He was rambling to himself, growling in your ear. You jumped slightly feeling his sharp teeth your at your neck, your hazy mind not comprehending why Alastor was so upset.

”Al?”

”I’m going to show those pathetic sinners just who you belong to my dear”

”that you are mine”

You were spun around and lips slammed on yours.

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“Where the hell did toots go?” Angel asked, confused as he did not see you with Charlie and Vaggie. He last saw you dancing before you basically disappeared.

Husker smiled “Bossman took her back to the hotel”

Everyone was confused, then Angel smirked “Ooohh Freaky Face is SO gonna fuc-”

”Angel please! There’s no way” Charlie said, interrupting him.

You were such a sweet thing, there’s no way you would let…there’s no way Alastor…right?

They had made it back to the hotel and there was no sign of you or Alastor.

”Holy shit!” Angel laughed as he picked up on the loud banging coming from somewhere in the hotel.

easy to say, you now understood what was happening at the club and so many other times

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Let me know if anyone wants to be tagged in my works… I’m still working out the kinks

[sarcasticshutter]

Confession

[sevi-rous]

AN ARTIST FOR AN ARTIST 📜

xavier thorpe.

word count : 1.196

genre : fluff, schoolmates to lovers (?), mutual pining

warnings : bad grammar i think, a few errors [ please ignore ! ]

being raised in a family of artistic vampires was an emotional roller coaster. there was your mother, who had a ridiculous fondness for landscape painting. your father, who enjoyed abstract paintings and portrait drawings. your brother, who was a fan of realism. and, of course, you, who was a mixture of them all.

you were walking around campus, looking for anything interesting to draw or paint. you came to a halt near the archery field and noticed xavier thorpe sitting down with his bow beside him. you turned around and sat down on the nearest chair.

you began drawing him because you found his appearance intriguing. his face shape was... pretty. of course, in your own opinion. your gaze alternates between him and your sketchbook. your fingertips were filthy from smudging the pencil. you were finished in a matter of minutes. you sighed and stood up to return to your dorm.

"oh, who's that?" inquired your roommate, yoko. you flinched and instinctively shut your sketchbook. "uh, no one. it's my oc. original character, i mean..." you said as you sat up in bed. "are you sure? that looks exactly like xavier thorpe. since when was he your 'original character?'" she asks, chuckling.

you sighed and leaned back in your bed. turning to the side "oooh, do you like him? i can set you up with him," she whistles as she walks to her side of the room. "and how will you do that? you're not even close, yoko. i think you don't even talk together," you say, sitting up again, arms crossed across your chest.

"oh shush, [name]. we're not close, but we have this secret society. i hope you understand," she said as she opened her notebook. she takes out a pen and starts writing. she then folds it into an airplane and launches it at you.

you caught the plane and unfolded the paper. It was written there,

"xavier thorpe's phone number — xxx-xxxx-xxx

thank me later, ♡"

you give her a blank look before taking your phone and leaving the room. "stay safe, my lovely [name!]," she exclaims before laughing.

you put your hood on when you noticed it was raining outside. you walked through the halls, holding the paper that yoko had given you as well as your phone. you went around in circles, debating whether or not to text him. a notification appeared as you were about to enter his phone number.

from unknown:

hey, i saw you staring. do we have a problem?

to unknown:

uh

who even r u

fom unknown:

dang you already forgot? seems like you were having a good time staring at me earlier

lol kidding

it's xavier

to unknown:

oh

sorry i stared, didn't know u saw me

from unknown:

how couldn't i? you have a very powerful aura

to unknown:

i do?

from unknown:

yeah

what do you say about meeting up rn? i'm bored

to unknown:

um sure i guess

i have nothing to do anyways

from unknown:

i know

unknown started sharing their location with you.

you ran back to your dorm room, your fingers running through your hair. you rushed through the door, grabbing your sketchbook in haste. "woah, easy [name], are you okay?" yoko asks, but you've already left. "my roomie has a crush. i can't wait to tease her about this," she sighs and laughs.

when you see him waiting for you, you hide in a corner. he was sketching something in his own sketchbook. he had airpods in both of his ears. you can tell he's lost in the music because he kept bopping his head to the beat. it's nice to see him at ease.

you approach him slowly, but he is too preoccupied with drawing. you sit next to him, peering at what he's drawing. he flinched seeing you next to him, then hugged his sketchbook as if it were going to vanish. you both look at each other in shock, but when you see his face, you start laughing.

"why are you laughing?" he inquired, removing one of his airpods and placing it in its case. he flipped the sketchbook over and placed it beside him so you couldn't see it. "your face is hilarious," you continued to laugh.

"is that supposed to be a compliment or not?" you ask, making him scoff. "we only met today, and you're already making fun of me," he said, putting his hand on his chest and acting hurt. you laughed at his antics and looked through his sketchbook. "what did you draw earlier?"

"uh, random stuff. do you want to see my ability?" he asks, his gaze drawn to yours. "sure, bet it's cool."

"oh, it is," he laughs as he takes up his sketchbook. he turns to a page where he drew a spider. he holds his hands above the drawing, and you can see the spider slowly emerge from it. "woah, that's cool. is it real?" you exclaim, your eyes wide with admiration and curiosity. "no, squish it."

you let the spider crawl onto your hands then you squish the spider. the spider vanishes into dust. xavier can't seem to take his gaze away from you as your mouth forms a 'o.'

"say... why were you staring at me earlier? at the archery field?" he asks abruptly, jolting you awake from your daydream. "oh that. um," you fiddle with your fingers, debating whether or not to show him what you drew.

you sighed, lost. you reached for your sketchbook, which was resting on your thighs, and turned to the last page. you look away from him as you hand him your book.

he silently scans the page. you were clearly thinking a lot. 'was he mad that I drew him without his permission?' 'does the drawing look bad? "Am I bad at portrai—'

when he handed you back your book, you snapped out of your thoughts. when you looked at him, he was looking straight ahead. he appeared to have a lot on his mind.

"is it bad?" you wonder nervously. you were on the verge of fleeing, too embarrassed to listen to what he had to say. he gives you a quick glance before returning his attention to the scenery in front of him.

you were about to turn away when you noticed a small smile on his face. "no one's ever drawn me. i figured no one would draw me because I'm the artist. but you did. it's nice seeing my face on your sketchbook. it's nice. really nice," he rambles, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling.

"actually, i've been drawing you as well. i saw you once at Weathervane and you looked... cool. i don't usually leave nevermore, but i came to stop by weathervane every single day just to see you. oh god, that... sounds creepy, sorry," he laughs nervously, avoiding your gaze.

"no, it's fine. you're cool. this is all... so cool," you say, smiling up at the ceiling. "thank you," he mumbles.

"hm? for what?"

"for drawing me."

"And thank you," you say with a smile.

he looks at you, puzzled.

"for drawing me as well."

© sevi-rous (0i8ma). do not plagiarize, copy, repost, or translate my work. reblogs are appreciated.

[archangeldyke-all]

Ok, hear me out... Sevika×Stripclub owner

Imagine Sevika got dragged into going to the club with a couple of co-workers one night.

The music is bopping, the lights are moody yet energetic, and there are dancers everywhere. Cigars, snazzy drinks, glitz and glam, just the works. But the only person who caught her eye was the peeved owner talking numbers with an investor over at the bar.

I'm sorry if this is weird. Thank you!!!

gonna change this just a bit and make reader the club mom (basically the person who takes care of the strippers, provides dinner, supplies, makes sure nobody steals their cash while they're working, breaks up fights, helps them with hair/makeup etc. etc.) just because i know more about it than club owning-- i used to watch club mom vlogs lmaooo

men and minors dni

crystal comes running into the back room, a panicked look in her eye. you glance up from cherry's nails to look at her.

"what's goin' on crys?" you ask. crystal runs to her locker.

"silco and his crew just came in! i gotta put on something sexier... these fucks got big fuckin' money!" she explains as she strips out of her bikini top. you raise an eyebrow.

"oh yeah?" you ask, returning your focus to cherry's signature red nails.

"you got any nipple pasties for sale?" she asks. you nod and wave her over.

"blow on these for a sec." you say to cherry. she nods, holding her nails up to her mouth, and you grab your duffel bag, hoisting it up onto the table and rifling through it.

"got some bedazzled ones, a few hearts of different colors, then the normal black and flesh colored ones." you say.

"oooh, sparkles! and i can wear my glittery thong with 'em!" cherry says. you chuckle, pulling out a pair of matching pasties for her and handing them over. "thanks, mom, i'll pay you back tonight!" she says, running back to the mirrors lining the walls to put her new outfit on.

cherry snorts across from you. "what?" you ask her as you return to coating her nails.

"you got no fucking clue who silco is, do you?" she asks. you giggle and shrug.

"it's not my job to care about customers, it's my job to care about you guys." you say. "who is he?" you ask.

"some shimmer dealer. he's gay, he just comes to ogle the bouncers, but he's got a big crew who love the girls-- he brings 'em all in after successful raids and stuff. they're all big spenders. 'specially his number two." cherry explains. you curse as you accidentally get some polish on her skin, reaching for a cotton ball and some remover.

"who's his number two?" you ask as you fix your mistake. cherry reaches into your duffel to grab a piece of gum, and you glare at her. she winks at you.

"sevika." she says around a mouthful. "she's popular at babette's too." cherry says. you nod.

"well, your nails are all done-- ready for sevika." you say. cherry giggles.

"thanks mom." she says, kissing your cheek before she saunters out onto the floor.

you groan, stretching and working the kinks out of your neck before you leave the locker room to do a lap around the club.

it's much more lively than it was thirty minutes ago, and you can easily identify silco sitting at the bar, cringing as three of your girls try to flirt with him to get him to buy a dance. you chuckle, approaching star to whisper in her ear.

"easy on 'im, he doesn't swing your way." you murmur. star snorts, then giggles and repeats your message to candy and shelly.

you watch as they all chuckle awkwardly at silco and wave him goodbye, and he seems beyond relieved to watch them walk away, his gaze wandering over to look at jimmy standing behind the stage, glaring at the patrons who get a little too close to kelli where she swings on the pole. you chuckle, and continue your round.

"how's it goin' mom?" trinity asks from behind the bar. you shrug.

"pretty good, how's it goin' out here?" you ask. trinity sighs.

"silco's goons always drink us dry. good for tips, but i'm gonna be exhausted by the end of the night." she says. you hum.

"did you get some dinner?" you ask. trinity rolls her eyes at you, smiling.

"yes, mom." she says. you nod.

"good. come get me if you need a break, i can take over the bar for a few minutes if you need a second to yourself." you say. trinity smiles.

"thanks mom, love you!" she calls after you.

you chuckle and roll your eyes.

just as you're about to return to your perch in the locker rooms, a scuffle breaks out.

frosty and buttercup are fighting over patron, smacking and pulling at eachother's hair. you groan and run over to get between them, hooking an arm around buttercup's waist and pulling her away from frosty.

"this bitch was takin' my money, mom!" buttercup screams.

"i was not, i was here first!" frosty cries.

the woman on the chair between them holds up her hands in a placating gesture. "i got enough for both of you, relax!" she cries. she goes ignored as buttercup lunges at frosty again.

"she pulled my hair outta my head, and she broke two of my fuckin' nails, she owes me!"

"stupid bitch, we all know those are extensions!"

"oh my fucking god, shut up!" you cry.

the girls both stop yelling, huffing and puffing in anger. you take a second to clear your head, then look at the woman still sitting in the lounge chair beneath you. she looks shocked.

"who was here first?" you ask. she points at frosty. "did you buy a dance from her?" you ask.

"n-no ma'am." she says. you sigh.

"who'd you give money to?" the woman points at buttercup.

"and that bitch tried to steal it from me when i wasn't looking!"

"'cause you keep trying to steal my customers!" frosty cries.

you look at frosty and hold your palm out. "give it." you say.

frosty gasps. "mom, come on!" she cries.

"just give me the fuckin' money frosty." you plea. frosty rolls her eyes then pulls the folded bull from between her tits, smacking it in your open palm. you sigh. "thank you." you say. she just rolls her eyes and turns on her heel, stomping off to find a new customer. you turn to look at buttercup.

"you've gotta stop provoking her." you say. buttercup shrugs.

"she shouldn't've fucked my man." she says. you groan.

"you shouldn't've been with jimmy in the first fuckin' place! you know he's a slut!" you say. buttercup groans.

"am i gettin' my money or what?" she asks. you shake your head.

"no, fuck off. go find someone else." you say. buttercup scoffs and turns on her heel, storming in the opposite direction of frosty. you take a deep breath, then look at the woman sitting in front of you.

"here." you say, handing her her cash. she takes it, blinking up at you with wide eyes. "sorry about that. tell trinity at the bar there that mom says you get free drinks for the night. she'll take care of you." you say to the woman. she looks over her shoulder at the bar and then back at you.

"y-you're her mom?" she asks. you laugh.

"fuck no, shit, do i look that old?" you ask, looking down at yourself.

you're in your usual get up, a bedazzled black velour tracksuit one of the girls gifted you for your birthday and a club t-shirt beneath it. the woman in front of you chuckles and shakes her head.

"no, you look fuckin' amazing, i was gonna be shocked if you said yes. why do they call you mom?" she asks. you laugh.

"i'm the club mom. i take care of the girls, break up fights the bouncers are too scared to get between." you joke. the woman in front of you laughs.

"that makes more sense. i'm sevika." she says, reaching her hand out for you to take. you shake it.

"oooh, i've heard about you. big spender, huh?" you ask. sevika laughs and shrugs again.

"yeah, i... i've been trying to cut back a bit." she says. "thinkin' about settling down." you laugh.

"you're in the wrong place for that." you say. she laughs and nods. "well, have a good night." you say, waving over your shoulder as you walk back to the locker rooms.

trinity takes you up on your offer a few hours later, tapping out for fifteen minutes to lay down in the back while you mix up drinks for her behind the bar.

sevika comes to visit you as you work.

"single mom and a bartender, huh?" she asks. you roll you eyes and snort at her joke.

"what're you having?" you ask. she shrugs.

"whiskey, neat."

you quickly pour her a glass of whiskey from the top shelf. as you hand it to her she grins.

"top shelf, huh?" she asks. you shrug.

"it's an apology for my girls." you say. "hope tonight's scuffle won't affect your impression of the club."

"are you kidding? it was hot as fuck!" she says. you laugh.

"yeah, i guess it was a pretty good show for you huh? tits swinging in your face while they were throwing punches."

"no, fuck no, i wasn't talkin' about them, i was talkin' about you." sevika says. you freeze.

"me?" you ask. sevika grins.

"fuck yes. you jumped right between 'em-- even with their claws flyin'-- threw that one girl halfway across the club too."

you laugh. "i barely moved her a foot." you say. sevika shrugs.

"'m just sayin'. gotta break up a lotta fights at silco's bar, but i've never broken up a catfight. girls are scary when they get the claws out-- they don't fight like guys. they go straight for the weak spots-- hair, eyes, throats. best to leave 'em til they fizzle out. you didn't though. jumped right in-- broke it up in half a minute."

you scoff. "fuck off." you say, shaking your head. sevika smiles at you from across the bar.

"you don't believe me?"

"that you found me, the fully clothed woman, more attractive than the naked girls fighting for your attention? no, i don't." you say, laughing. sevika just smirks.

"i've had plenty of naked girls fighting for my attention." she says. you snort.

"i'm sure."

"never seen a girl with balls like yours, though." she says.

you consider her for a moment. she's grinning, a sparkle in her eye as she looks you up and down, biting her lip between her teeth.

trinity finds you to take over before you can do much more talking with sevika.

it's probably for the best. she's your type, sure, but you doubt she was serious about all that 'settle down' bullshit.

the night goes by relatively smoothly after that. there's a few broken nails you glue back together, a few wardrobe malfunctions, a couple of spats you have to break up, but nothing like buttercup and frosty's.

as you're helping the girls count and band their earnings for the night, cherry finds you again, sitting by your side, resting her head on your shoulder.

"what's wrong with you?" you ask.

"am i gettin' old?" she asks. you look over at her to scoff. cherry's barely a year younger than you.

"you better not be, because that means i'm gettin' old."

cherry laughs. "am i ugly? getting fat?" she asks. you gawk at her.

"fuck is goin' on with you?" you ask your redheaded friend. she shrugs.

"sevika barely looked at me tonight. i'm usually her favorite." she says.

"no shit, really? she didn't buy any dances from me tonight, either." star says from where she's changing into her sweats.

"you guys talkin' about sevika?" shelly asks as she enters the locker room. star nods. "my sister works at babette's. hasn't seen sevika in weeks. asked her about it tonight, she says she's cutting back."

"who sevika?" mandy asks. you all nod. "she didn't spend a fuckin' cent tonight. bitch."

the girls laugh, and you shake your head in faux admonishment.

by the time you're clocking out, you're exhausted. you groan as you step into the back alley, a joint between your lips, patting down your pockets in search for your lighter.

"there you are, mom." sevika says, shrouded in shadow.

you jump and whip around to glare at her. she chuckles. "sorry. need a light?" she offers. you sigh, leaning against the wall as sevika reaches forward and sparks her lighter at the end of your joint, before leaning against the wall beside you.

"you just lurk in alleys for fun?" you ask.

"nah. i asked one of the girls where i could find you after work. wanted to talk to you some more." she says. you chuckle.

"talk about what? how you spent the whole night loitering? not paying my girls?" you ask. sevika chuckles.

"i told you i was trying to cut back."

"why the fuck would you come to a strip club, then?" you ask. she groans.

"silco insists we all come. team bonding, or some shit." she says. you laugh.

"it's common courtesy to tip your favorite girls if you spend the night in the club, even if you didn't buy a dance." you say. she nods.

"i know." she says. "i was planning on it, but kinda got distracted." she says.

"with the fight?" you ask, cringing as you remember the way buttercup and frosty acted earlier in the evening.

"no, with you." she says. your eyes snap up to look at sevika. she shrugs. "you still don't believe me?"

"i-i dunno." you say. she laughs.

"i--" she sighs, looking away from you and rubbing the back of her neck. "fuck this is embarrassing." she mutters. you blink at her as she struggles for her words, and then pass her your joint. "fuck, thank you." she says sincerely as she takes a big hit. she exhales and passes it back to you, then looks at her feet. "i'm-- i had a near death experience a few months ago and it got me thinkin' about my life. i figured i should start-- i dunno, takin' shit more seriously, you know?" she asks. you blink and nod at her.

"sure." you say, nodding.

"so i started cutting back. 'm down to a cigarette a day. try to drink only on weekends. haven't been to babette's in a while. and tonight, i figured i'd let loose a bit-- indulge. it's fucking boring getting your shit together and living healthy and shit. i was really hoping to get wasted and stare at tits all night." she says. you chuckle.

"so why didn't you?" you ask.

sevika blinks at you, a sparkle in her eye. "i met you instead." she says. you raise a skeptical eyebrow at her.

"so?" you ask. she grins.

"so... you're not fuckin' boring at all, are you?" she asks. you laugh.

"i wrangle a buncha girls for a living because i wasn't hot enough to be a stripper myself." you say. sevika chuckles. "when nights are slow, i sit in the back and read. when i'm off work, i sleep and read. i'm boring as shit."

"and yet, for some reason, i wanted to talk to you more than i wanted to stare at tits and get blasted tonight." she says.

you bite your cheek, trying to hold back your smile. sevika grins at you.

"fuck off." you say. she chuckles.

"are you free tomorrow?" she asks. you blink at her.

"for what?"

"a date?" she asks. you blink again.

"you're... serious?" you ask. sevika laughs, reaching up to gently cup your cheek. your stomach flips.

"you're starting to get it." she says, smiling. you blink. "so?" she asks.

"i'm free." you say. sevika grins.

"cool." she says.

"c-cool." you say. sevika's eyes dart down to your lips, and you gulp.

"it would be weird if i tipped you, right?" she asks. you burst into laughter, and sevika's smile widens. "i mean, you were the girl that caught my eye tonight-- it's common courtesy to tip you, right?" she asks, chuckling. you snort, smacking her shoulder.

"fuck off!" you exclaim. sevika giggles.

"so that's a no?" she asks.

"no." you say, shaking your head. "don't tip me."

"hm." sevika pouts. "well... is there any other way i could show you how fucking attractive and alluring i find you before our date?" she asks, her voice husky and low, her eyes pinned to your lips. you stop laughing, butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"fuck off." you whisper. sevika smiles, and you slowly, slowly lean forward, until your lips are a breath away from sevika's. she shivers.

"please." she whispers. you smile, and then close the gap between the two of you, pressing your lips against hers. she sighs against you, her free hand coming up to grab your waist, and you shudder, grabbing her shoulders in your hands as you deepen the kiss.

sevika groans against you, stepping closer to you, pinning you to the wall as she runs her tongue over your bottom lip. you gasp, and she hums, and the back door to the club slams open.

"mom, do you know where the extra baby wipes-- oh shit!" cherry exclaims.

sevika clears her throat as she steps away from you, and you roll your eyes.

"top shelf in the closet." you say. cherry giggles.

"shit, get it mom!" she exclaims. you sigh, and sevika chuckles. "oh, the girls are gonna love this! hey candy! guess what?" cherry calls over her shoulder as she turns to enter the club again, a giddy grin on her face.

you groan, rolling your eyes. sevika smiles at you.

"so... tomorrow? she asks.

you sigh, then nod. "tomorrow." you agree.

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[hezekiahwakely]

After spending literally multiple days and nights listening to hours of new music, here are my thoughts on what the Protocol playlists might tell us about the characters. I'm gonna break it down by large themes and I'm putting it under a read more bc I don't know how to not ramble about this. its SO MUCH

Gwendolyn Bouchard 👁️

Hers is the most self-explanatory. Girlboss is girlbossing and paying for it. But I did pick up several nuances.

Gwen is: Cold, power-hungry, and ambitious (you should see me in a crown, Are You Satisfied?, Severance theme). Suffering from her own hubris (Oh No!, Gasoline). Resentful and envious, especially about family, wealth, and power (Family Jewels, 24 hours, Warriors). Touching the dark and being supernaturally influenced (Mr. Bonzo theme, Evil Eye, We Don't Talk About Bruno, Making Love to the Dead).

Special mention to the 'daddy's money' reference in 24 hours.

Samama Khalid 😶‍🌫️

Sam makes ridiculously long playlists, like me, so this entry is gonna be long, but the emotional vibes were pretty easy to pick out once I got through it.

Sam is: Straight chillin' to some lo-fi beats, desi hip hop, and melodic bops (literally too many to list but, Remind Me, Forgive the Mess, 93 'Til Infinity, Magpie, Fire Sale, Iniesta Flow, I Guess, Prarthana, Hai Hai, etc., etc.). Rebellious (The Adults Are Talking, Reptilia). Bonded with someone (Halo Flip, soulboy). Yearning, romantic, and playful (Girl Like You, Mr. Sandman, New House, Meteor, You Only Live Once, Be Your Girl, Dear Jean, Say The Word, My Girl/Hey Girl, Smiley, The Real Sugar). Reminiscing about a break-up (Oui, Afterparty Lover, Last Nite, Stick Season, Turn off the Lights, Jessie (i miss you), WONDERING, Afterthought, I Love You, I'm Trying). Full of regrets, pain, and melancholy bitterness (Seasons, Can't Call It, Let It Go, nightmares, Pretty Insane, different tomorrow..., Cigarette Daydreams, CABIN FEVER, Self destruct, Go Back, Stuck Here With Me, Bliss City). Alienated, yet wanting to be alone (uh-oh) (Creep, Alone, Stone cold., Paint it, Black).

Special shout-out to all the implications about the old Sam/Alice relationship. And I'm especially worried by the potential meanings of Downside Up, Let It Go, Go Back, and Stuck Here With Me.

Also, interesting that there's a lyric-free track just called 'drained' at the end of his playlist. I'm sure that's fine.

Alice Dyer 🌀

Oh my girl. What is going on with you. She has impeccable and predictable taste, at least. But... then there's the Ominous Implications again...

Alice is: Rebellious, anarchic, and irreverent (Underclass Hero, Toxicity, Tribute, Buddy Holly, Dragostea din tei, Feel Good Inc., Piss Off, Rebel Rebel, Ghost Town, Brimful of Asha, Surrender, Uncle Walter, United States of Whatever). Blasting high-confidence power anthems (Material Girl, Therefore I Am, Jump, Bad Reputation, The Middle). Depressed behind a mask of high energy and false cheeriness (SugarCrash!, Mad World, Bathroom Floor). Yearning after someone's love (A.M. 180, Zombie Love Song, Nearer Than Heaven, Save Tonight, Ms. California, Because I Love You, Fell In Love With A Girl, Take Me Out). Reminiscing about a break-up (Ciao!, Built This Way, Kidz 'N' Stuff, FRIENDS, Free Fallin', Not In Love, Who Knew, Song for the Dumped, When It All Falls Apart, Laid, Complicated). Feeling crazy and overwhelmed (uh-oh) (Basket Case, In Too Deep, Bonkers, I'm A Robot, Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, 19-2000, Wonderland, High, Undone, Cosmic Castaway). Creeped out and brushing up against the supernatural (Walking On Air, The Blue Wrath, Pet Sematary).

Oooh. Oh, the implications. The Sam/Alice break-up. The potential for feelings that remain. I HAVE to know what happened between them.

Also, here are some select lines from five Alice songs presented without comment: "Yeah, I'm a zombie, baby," "I'm a robot, I'm a robot/I don't have any feeling in my heart," "I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary/I don't want to live my life again," "Take me down, six underground/The ground beneath your feet," "Walking like a zombie, like a zombie."

I'm sure that's all fine.

Celia Ripley 🕸️

The most mysterious new member of the OIAR, her music choices are appropriately enigmatic. The Vibes make me excited to see what she's hiding under the surface.

Celia is: Raring for a fight (Seven Nation Army, Rumble, know your place, Run from Me). Fed up with the system (Blood//Water, Run You). Bold, sexy, headstrong, and self-confident (Creature, Took A Trip, River, Do It For Me, Aerials, Uber). Struggling against supernatural influence, feeling trapped and helpless (Mama! There's a Spider in My Room, Where Is My Mind?, I Feel Like I'm Drowning, Closer, Space Dementia, Rain)

So we've all but confirmed the theory that she's from the OG Archives timeline and that she has continuing ties to the Web from passing through Hill Top Road. I think we have hints here that she's manipulating the others, but I also think there are signs that she's fighting her own battle against an evil trying to take her. There also seems to be an overarching theme of water in many of her songs for some reason 🤔

I can't wait to get more of Celia. Even if she is lying, I'm rooting for her (<hoping this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass)

In conclusion, I love them all already your honor, and I want to thank the cast for putting such loving care into crafting these for us. Thank you for such great food to feed our wild theorizing.

[thatswhatsushesaid]

do you think NHS will ever be satisfied with the way things have turned out in the end? or is he already? I've seen polar opinions on this one and honestly can't decide which one I like more

oooh, what crunchy questions, anon.

short answer: I think he thinks he's satisfied.

the tl;dr answer: I don't think it's possible for us to know with any degree of certainty how nhs feels about anything post-canon, because the text gives us almost no insight into his interiority outside of wwx's speculation in the aftermath of the guanyin temple sequence. but I think we can make some educated guesses based on what we do know about his character.

rather than just rewrite stuff I've already written on this subject before, I'll drop some links to previous posts that I think are relevant to your ask:

nhs took so long to enact his revenge quest because he could not make up his mind about what he wanted to do. also this one, which includes discussion of his cql performance as well. indecisiveness is as core to nhs's character as his desire for vengeance, and I think that extends to his feelings about his situation post-canon, too.

this is definitely more within the realm of headcanon and speculation but I went deep on this the magnus archives-mdzs fusion reblog speculating on why I think nhs would be an avatar of the hunt, and a big thing about the hunt is that once the hunt is over, the hunters... don't really know what to do with themselves. womp womp.

now on to the point I don't think I've spilt much digital ink on yet:

nhs is, and always has been, a people person. this is extremely obvious when you dip back into the gusu lan summer camp for wayward young cultivators chapters, where nhs is at his most effervescent when he is bopping around the cloud recesses as wwx and jc's bubbly tag-along, lamenting how much lwj and lqr clearly hate wwx while cheerfully offering to give wwx more porn to make up for what he's lost. (it was nhs's porn, too! he'd be justified in being a bit cheesed off about it, but he really isn't!) if he sees a didi-shaped hole in a prospective friends' group, he sees an opportunity to make himself lovably indispensable as the court appointed littlest brother no one asked for, and quite frankly who could blame him? he loves to be spoiled and doted on, but imo there's some clear self-awareness and reciprocity at work in these dynamics that goes beyond a desire just to be pampered and looked after. I suppose an uncharitable read on teen!nhs would be that he's lazy and manipulative and finds easy marks to do the heavy lifting for him so he can sleep and paint and catch birds for his private collection, but tbh I think that interpretation does his character dirty. most people who end up spoiling and doting on nhs in the text are clearly happy to do so and seem to get something out of making life easier for this charmingly incompetent dandy. good for him--and for them!

...and then, post-canon, he is a people person without any people around him. sure, we can presume the existence of some unnamed nie sect subordinates who are stuck dealing with a sect leader who allowed his sect to languish and decline in the years after nmj's death, but I think if any of those unnamed subordinates were inclined to be people nhs could rely on to fill the 3zun and/or wwx and jc-shaped voids in his life, we'd at least know their names. I think it is telling that we don't, and that the last meaningful interaction we see between nhs and the characters who used to be his closest friends in the text amounts to an interrogation. whatever affection wwx used to feel for nhs has clearly withered on the vine and has been replaced by mistrust and suspicion--to say nothing of lxc's dead-eyed silence as soon as he begins to put the pieces together.

also: the last glimpse we get of nhs in the text before he disappears from the story altogether is him picking up jgy's hat and walking off with it. why does he do this? why is this the very last thing we see him do in the story? there are a few different possibilities:

"he's taking the hat to keep as a trophy!" I mean. maybe? I suppose I can't entirely rule out this possibility, but it is the least interesting one to me because it glosses over the complexity of nhs's pre-existing relationship to jgy.

"nhs doesn't know why he picks up the hat and takes it with him. he just does it." this is the idea I vibe with the most because it is most consistent with my read on his character--namely that he is never 100% sure about anything (except what qualifies as good erotica). but I think the part of him that still cares about jgy (it's there! it's tiny and shrivelled and warped by his transformation into the wuxia version of montresor, but it's still there) does not want to see his hat abandoned in the mud and dirt, and also does not want to interrogate his feelings about why he feels that way that closely.

"nhs can't abide littering! he's doing his part to keep the city streets clean." doubt.jpeg

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

Do you have good recommendations of books/movies/ect that either do a particularly good job explaining certain facets of it (you mentioned Early Modern Catholicism recently, which was what got me thinking of this), or simply captures a vibe of the period in a way you think was particularly well-done?

Thanks!

Oooh like late medieval/early modern Catholicism/religious movements of the time (i.e., reformation)?

I think some of my favourites are:

Little Hours (film) - ok, so hear me out. Boccaccio would have LOVED the recent film interpretation of those stories of his (it's stories one and two from the third day, if I remember right. Been a while since I read the Decameron). It's modern in language, music, humour and incredibly pop-modern particularly. Yet the clothes and scenery etc. are all more or less of the late 14th century. Boccaccio, who wrote in the vernacular and enjoyed the bawdy and "common" entertainments of the day, would have been like "yes, you get it. you get what I'm doing" about it.

Just a fun, raunchy story of the late medieval era and it does capture some of the vibes~~.

(Story time: I got into an argument with one of the more curmudgeonly and pedantic historians I know irl and he was so against this movie and I was like "I'm sorry that you're wrong and Boccaccio's ghost is going to laugh at you but it is what it is I guess".)

Wolf Hall (book and show) - while I love the show, I recommend the books over it (for many reasons, not the least of which is: let Thomas Cromwell be fat). That said, if you're pressed for time or can't get into Hilary Mantel's writing style, the show is perfectly good.

She does a great job of capturing England in a state of change and the push pull of the early reformation. Cromwell is obviously of the Protestant persuasion but the dynamic, complicated quality of the average person's engagement with their faith and the Church is more or less captured. It's also just gorgeously written--very lush, you sink into her writing style, quite gorgeous. She also gets her historical details right, so that's a win.

(Unlike the movie Luther which is just like: Luther is always right, the Catholics are always wrong. The end.)

If you're a fan of Thomas More, he doesn't come the best in this, but you know - we are deep in an interior third person of Cromwell's brain so that informs the view of the world we are presented.

(There is a hilarious scene where Cromwell is trying to rally the troops to save More from himself and you get Cromwell, the Duke of Norfolk and a few others kneeling before Henry basically begging for mercy to be shown and it's so fucking funny. Bleak, heart breaking, but also funny.)

A Man for All Seasons (play and film) - and the famous play that Hilary Mantel is in direct conversation with! There's a good movie version of it that I was enamoured with for a time. It's very much a pro-Thomas More piece of writing, so take that for what it's worth. It does suffer a little from the Luther effect of Thomas More always being right and Cromwell and Cranmer and the others always being wrong (or, rather, Luther suffers from the A Man for All Seasons effect). But you know, it's still worth watching I think.

An Instance of the Finger Post (book) - a little later than the other pieces, this is set in the 17th century and is a great who-dunnit from three different perspectives, exploring the classic issue of an unreliable narrator. I remember feeling that it captured life in Oxford just post the Restoration quite well. Also we get some fun cameos from Locke, Boyle and others who were bopping around at that time. Two of the narrators are also known figures from Oxford in the 1660s.

Lent (book) - So, my main man Marsilio Ficino wrote that famous letter to the college of cardinals after Savonarola was executed describing Savonarola as a demon who didn't know he was a demon. Jo Walsh took that concept and ran.

Basically, we follow Savonarola (who is a demon that, at first, didn't realize he was a demon) as he gets stuck in this time loop where he has to keep reliving the last five(ish) years of his life until he manages to free himself from hell. It's like Ground Hog Day but in 15th century Florence.

I have questions around the mechanisms and theological implications of like...his birth, his childhood etc. but you know, don't let that ruin a fun read.

I will say, Lent is a sloooooow start. Like. very slow. I almost set it down and didn't pick it back up at first. It really hits its stride about halfway through. But, it's a fun look at 1480s and 90s Florence with Ficino, Mirandola, Poliziano, Lorenzo de' Medici for a hot minute before he dies etc.

My beef is 1: Piero Soderini, my boy, she did you dirty (tbf to Walsh, the book is from Savonarola's perspective and he and Soderini were not close, shall we say. I may, or may not be, biased); 2: Marsilio is present and we love that but there is no word on Cavalcanti. Not even mentioned in passing!; 3: some of the exposition is heavy handed and could have used some tightening up etc.; 4: Jo Walsh's use of the English for words like Prior etc. which she explains her motive for at the back of the book. I've still got quibbles with that choice, though I know that's a me-thing.

But if you want a novel that is a decent look at every day Catholicism in the early modern period, this is a good one.

Le Moine et la Sorcière (The Sorceress) (film) - a medieval French film from the 1980s that takes place in the 13th century and follows the arrival of a Dominican friar in a small southern French town investigating rumours of a sorceress. It's a delightfully weird piece that plays with the story of St. Guinefort (the dog saint!) as well as medieval faith healing and other local synchronistic practices that carried over from pre-Christianized France.

The whole exploration of local sainthood, where a figure is not formally determined to be a saint by the Church but local people venerate them and eventually they sort of are absorbed into the canon, is fantastic.

The friar, Etienne, is wonderfully drawn as a character. I do wish they had given the same treatment to Elda, the titular "sorceress". But it's still worth a watch if you can get your hands on it.

Name of the Rose (book and film) - an Umberto Eco classic! Another who-dunnit, but in a Medieval monastery in the 14th century. Absolutely worth reading - beautifully and intelligently written. Lots of back and forth on the different religious thoughts and movements of the time (some deemed heretical, others more just fringe things people were into).

William of Baskerville is the main detective figure but the story is told from the point of view of his acolyte Adso. It's got lots of gothic feeling to it with an isolated monastery, a labyrnthian library, murder, madness, sexual tensions and so on.

This is one of my favourite books (up there with Wolf Hall and Kate Zambreno's Heriones).

There is a movie version with Sean Connery and it's fun to watch but really, the book is worth it. 110% worth it.

Other good films/plays that I can think of off the top of my head (they're all more medieval but w/e):

Seventh Seal (film)

Becket (film and play)

Lion in Winter (film and play)

I hope this answers your question? (I mostly hope I got the time period roughly right! I know I veered heavily in medieval in some of the rec's but they're all gold and worth the time.)

Thank you so much for the ask! <3 <3

[chiquititaosita]

Monster Trio catching Latina S/o dancing to cumbias while doing chores on deck and joins her

Songs will be included at the end of the post :)

Crack fic, fluff, Established relationships, Y/n is just in her ✨señorita✨era, slight nsfw it’s suggestive. Zoro being a dacryphiliac, slight racism mentioned in sanjis (angst)

Luffy

Song- “El Chico Apartmento 512 ” by Selena

-Luffy was going to get you from waxing the Sunny’s deck, but it turns out you beat him to it.

- you’ll be shaking your hips little by little. Just humming to it.

- you’re just moving your feet to the beat. It’s all muscle memory.

-“ Hey y/n I just wanted to see if- OOOH LEMME DANCE WITH YOU!” He’ll run straight towards you to dance with you.

-you’ll feel relived when it’s just him. you find it funny over the fact. You finished cleaning the deck at 5:12 pm when the song has number 512

- if he finds you singing along. He’s gonna be terrible so terrible y’all will get a warning from a cranky zoro who can’t nap in peace 😭

-“what? I liked the song!” luffy will pout.

-either that or he won’t care. He’ll just be on his way to play with ussop and chopper

-“it doesn’t matter we can’t let you or zoro get arrested because of some cumbia.” Sanji explained as he was serving you a drink and appetizers.

- That was until he saw a angy y/n with her eyes twitching, and your delicate skin shivering. this was one of the rare times luffy or sanji has ever seen you mad like at all. We don’t tolerate Selena slander

-“y/n Chan is right behind me isn’t she.” Luffy just nodded silently. as you kicked his back, and slapped him with the chancla.

”never turn off my shit again unless I ask you to.”

-you let him go and just continued your chores.

Zoro

“Piensa en mi “ byGrupo Mojado

-Zoro would be napping and bopping his head along to the song playing.

-he’d just be bored, without you again missing you in your presence. He goes to see what you’re doing and you’re dancing with a teddy bear

- he couldn’t help but blush and smile. “Oi, if you wanted me to dance with you should’ve asked me.”

-“AHH! How long were you standing there!?!”

-“ a few seconds.” he rolled his eyes as he walked over to you after leaning against your door entry way.

-he began dancing with you. “Like this right?” He mumbled. And you nodded in reply.

-THE FACT HE REMEMBERS HOW TO DANCE CUMBIAS WHEN YOU TAUGHT HIM IS SO ADORABLE

-“what is guy saying it’s pretty catchy.” He asks as you both continue to dance in your sleeping quarters.

-“ Piensa en mi means think of me and llorar por mi means cry for me.”

-“you think you can cry for me right now?” He whispered huskily as he threw onto your bed.

-“ZORO!”

Sanji

Song- “Chiquilla ” By A.B Quintanilla III Y Los Kumbia Kings

- now this would happen when you’re helping sanji clean up the kitchen and the dining area. Since you always help him wash the dishes. you and your music playing.

- When you started putting up the dishes that were ready to dry, you saw a familiar blonde cook hum along to the song.

-he then lit his cigarette and puffed out the smoke, chuckling lightly as he is watching you dance while cleaning like a true Hispanic mother waking you up around 7-8 am blasting cumbias.

-“ Oi! Luffy I thought I told you I don’t want you in my- Y/n! MEROLINEEE!!! What are you doing?! washing dishes!?” He was so shocked and you giggled at him placing the clean dish down embracing him. He couldn’t help but feel bad, but relieved at the same time.

-The crazy captain was driving the poor guy to insanity Lowkey.

-“helping you so you can have more time to relax. You overwork yourself corazón.” You stood on your tippy toes to kiss him if you’re short.

- he just sighed happily at you. “Since you’re the one insisting on me having this time of relaxation, would you care to have this dance with me mon amour?”

-“why of course. this song reminds me of you heavily.” you giggled at the fact that the song does indeed remind you of sanji. talking about how you have him trapped in thoughts just by seeing you and only you.

. “This song reminds you of me?” His eyes widened a bit as you took the cigarette out of his mouth back onto his acrylic ashtray. you nodded

-“it’s a cute love song that’s why, talking about how I stole your heart.” it really reminded of how society won’t like y’all mostly because of racism. you were surprised about how much he wanted to pursue you. In which he succeeded.

- So far everyone’s been supportive. I mean yes y’all have had people give you weird stares at you in public. but that didn’t matter to sanji, he’ll literally kick in a bitch. Like this one time someone told you to go back into your own country.

THOMP

-and of course it was an old person. He got him real good and defended you countless times

- nah but that’s when you knew he was the one. Because sanji really did keep his word. And he always will.

-“you really have captured my heart my darling.” he grinned as he spun you around. Mans was good at dancing.

-“since that day I have confessed my feelings to you, you have never been out of my sight. I knew I just have to protect you. I’m sorry you have had to go through so much. Mon amour.”with the most beautiful hair, pretty (colored) orbs. A beautiful smile. And a kind heart.If only you could understand how lucky Sanji is to have someone like you.

-“I promise to do my best to protect you with all of my life, and strength that the oceans let me, just to be by your side.” He whispers that type of shit into your hair when you’re dancing with him. you hugged him as the song ended

-“Any special Request for dinner tonight?”

-“you.” You’ll smirk at him, he’ll carry you bridal style and let’s just say the dish tonight was cafe con leche 😏😏

[spahhzy]

SET IN MOTION (SICKNESS) -

Jaune was watching the entire city of Vale from a balcony on a really tall building that Roman owned and would usually use a safe house, leaning against the rail.

???: Pretty nice, huh?

Roman walked in from the balcony door before walking over and leaned with his back against the rail with Jaune.

Jaune: Eh, if you have the taste for it.

Roman: That's right, you were country bumpkin when Neo and I came across you, huh? Can't enjoy the fine taste of city life huh? Is it better out their?

Jaune: Well, for one, fewer people...

Roman: Counter to that-few people, less to steal.

Jaune: Hmm, counter to the counter, Fewer people means less law or problems on our back. Less people wanting us...well dead.

Roman: Heh, you know I didn't think of that, I'll have to get back to you on that one, but go ahead with a second reason.

Jaune: Heh, can't let me win, can you?

Roman shakes his head.

Roman: And give you an ego? Nah.

Jaune rolls his eyes with a smile

Jaune: Well, second reason...

Jaune points to the sky.

Jaune: You have a much better view of the stars without all the other lights in the way.

Roman: Huh... you know what? There is no counter to that.

Jaune and Roman both chuckled a little and sat in a comfortable silence and watched the city

Jaune: Hey Roman, I've also been wondering something about you.

Roman: Oh?

Jaune: Yeah, I always see you look outwards toward Mt. Glenn, you look sad...why?

Roman: ...

Jaune: Roman?

Roman still remained silent and was about to say something when the door to the balcony opened up, revealing Neo.

Neo: 'Was I interrupting something? '

Roman: Nah, me and Jaune were just having a small talk, but I can see that Jaune's 'star' has arrived.

Jaune just blushed as Neo looked at them, raised an eyebrow, and shrugged before moving toward the balcony before standing next to Jaune.

Roman: With that, it's my que to leave!

Jaune: Wah-hey, we didn't finish!

Roman: Until next time, love birds!

Roman already closed the balcony door before Jaune could get a word out.

Neo tilted her head at Jaune, who just sighed.

Jaune: That guy... always trying to be cryptic.

Neo: 'What was that all about? '

Jaune: I just asked him a question...

Neo: 'Which was?'

Jaune: ...Mt. Glenn, or rather why he stares at it for so long.

Jaune expected Neo to bop him on the shoulder for being rude, but to his surprise, Neo just leaned on the rail as well as a silent sigh exiting her.

Jaune: Neo?

Neo: 'Mt. Glenn has a lot of memories for us... good and bad moreso for Roman'.

Jaune: What happened?

Neo: 'Grimm, people, jealousy and greed.'

Jaune knew that the city was abandoned after the Grimm over ran in. Well, that was what the history books always said any how.

Neo then stood up from the rail.

Neo: 'Roman really loved Mt. Glenn, it was a city his family helped build after all.'

Jaune widened his eyes at that as he looked at Neo with a curious expression.

Roman's family had a hand in Mt. Glenn's construction?

Neo: 'That's enough dribble drabble. You owe me an ice cream date!'

Jaune: Oooh, did you say date?

Neo: 'Did I sign that? Slip of the hands'.

Jaune chuckled at that before standing up and pulling Neo into a hug and kissing the side of her head before he took her hand and guided her back inside.

Still, he couldn't help but think about Roman and what happened with Mt. Glenn.

-

Jaune groaned as the bull head got them closer and closer.

Stupid motion sickness!

Yang: Pull yourself together, VB! You don't wanna throw up in Ne-I mean Baretta's lap now, right?

Jaune opened his eyes to see Neo in her Mint disguise, now named Baretta, staring back with a look that said 'Barf and you die' as she ran fingers roughly through his hair.

Roman: Oooh, children, do please be on your best behavior for your leader, please?

Roman, now named Rip Van Winkle, wore a nice white button down and with a sunflowerly plaid vest with a pocket watch, going with some matching black pants and boots, his eyes hidden behind a red contact lens. he still wore his signature bowler hat and kept his hair cut and clean.

Yang: Well, Winkle...

Jaune: God that name is stupid.

Roman: My genius is sometimes frightening Jaune its okay.

Yang: Any who, what's the plan?

Roman: For now, act normal, no scoping out anything until we get situated into the four man team, that means NO RUNNING OFF.

Roman looks at the pair of Neo and Jaune, who both just whistle.

*Now arriving at Beacon Academy!*

The four arose from their spots along with everyone else inside as the Bull head docked at its station.

The doors opened up as Jaune took Neo's hand, who squeezed it. Yang smirked, ready to see just what this illustrious school had to offer and why her mother wanted her faaar away from it.

Roman just glared at the main tower before looking to his most trusted group.

Roman: Guys, welcome to Ozpin's Magnum Opus. Beacon Academy.

Together, all four stepped off the bullhead.

[shepscapades]

Okay I'm a little curious, because to me when making a playlist I make it to be listened to in order. Not just for story but for vibes. Is shuffle a yes or a deal breaker for some playlists? I know for me it can really mess with the vibe

OOOH good question!!! For most of the playlists, it depends what mood I'm in! If I'm looking to listen to understand the character/be immersed in the story/pay attention, listening in order is a must. But there are some of the playlists that are so full of bops/are already in an order that I'm happy with, that I don't really mind what comes on, so I'll put it on shuffle just for vibes/so the transitions and emotional rollercoasters don't get old :)

I've been listening to Xisuma and Doc's playlists nonstop lately on shuffle for vibes bc those playlists are full of bops, but if I ever want to Feel Things about the characters, I'll listen in order hehe (though I usually still feel Plenty when listening on shuffle because I'm hyper aware of the moment, arc, or feeling that song is supposed to represent LOL)

When I'm on long drives, I like to listen to the playlists top to bottom and then see what Spotify puts on afterwards to see if there are any new songs I can fit into any playlists :>

[taekooktimeline]

September 3, 2023 (filmed), November 4, 2023 (released): Suchwita part 2 of 3

As Yoongi talks about the main title track, “Standing Next To You,” Tae initially was sitting facing forward, but abruptly shifts to stare at Jk as he shares he recorded it the day after “Seven” (when he was in LA).

Timestamp 21:00

Jk discloses SNTY wasn’t decided as the main title track at the time of recording. He hesitates to say anything further, but Tae encourages him, saying it’ll be edited out.

Jk asks why he should bother if it’ll be edited out -

Tae doesn’t respond, but mashes his lips together as he stares at Jk -

Yoongi laughs at their old married couple bickering, teasing for them to take it outside if they’re going to bicker -

Timestamp 21:16

After their married couple light bickering, Tae quietly listens in support as Jk talks about how SNTY became the main title track, that Producer Andrew Watt played it and Jk promised to practice it that evening to record it the following day, which leads Tae to audibly express his pride and impressment at how hardworking and talented Jk is.

Timestamp 21:33

The trio clink glasses, congratulating Jungkook -

Timestamp 22:16 https://x.com/_k91230v_/status/1720795550193455585?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Interestingly, Tae mentions it would be cool for Jk to perform the song with a band. Two months after recording Suchwita, on November 3, 2023, Jk does perform “Seven” “3D” and “Standing Next To You” with a live band for iHeart radio. This is speculative on my part, but perhaps Tae was hinting at it when they filmed Suchwita, since these two know everything about each other (Jungkook flew to America on September 5, 2023, so it’s plausible this was a hint). If you haven’t heard Jk’s live performance for iHeart, I’d encourage you to watch it. I’ve left the links below. I especially love how SNTY showcases his exceptional vocal range (those high notes, especially when he sings “sun and the moon!” + it’s such a dance heavy song, which helps to highlight what an incredible and powerful dancer he is.

Timestamp 22:37

Seven on iHeart: https://youtu.be/fkZjni4ieWs?si=vDaQiI1q2-nUWK_Q 

SNTY on iHeart: https://youtu.be/S9pq1HqJKSo?si=4jmpIjGMTe8wBQHW

(At the time of posting, 3D is not an available link)

And Jk says if he did perform a showcase or concert, he’d start it with a “bang” which makes Tae quietly go “oooh,” impressed.

Timestamp 22:44

Jk bops along to SNTY. Yoongi praises him as the only person in Korea who can pull off pop this well. Jk responds with a thumbs up as he continues to dance along to the main title track. Tae briefly dances along too.

Timestamp 23:05

Jk reveals before the song ends that the ending is “base and drums,” with a “whoo” from him. He imitates the “whoo” while looking at Tae.

Timestamp 23:20

As SNTY finishes, Tae praises Jk and says, “so cool” as Yoongi predicts it’ll be #1 on the BB 100 and 200 simultaneously. Jk says he’ll try his best again and Tae encourages him, saying, “let’s go,” which Jk repeats.

Timestamp 23:35

Yoongi mentions “Golden” was originally going to be a mini album (EP) with 5-6 tracks. Once again, Tae abruptly shifts to stare directly at Jk, exclaiming, “Hmm?” in surprise as he turns.

Timestamp 23:42

Exclaiming his surprise again as Jk confirms -

https://x.com/mybwits/status/1720797483138535537?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

I want to emphasize again how Tae continuously supported and expressed admiration towards Jk throughout the show. He nods along as Jk explains how his mini album morphed into a full album -

Timestamp 24:08

More glasses clinking together by the trio -

Timestamp 24:22 

Jk discloses he worked hard, pretty much recording one song a day. As Yoongi asks how long he took recording each song, if it was eight to nine hours a day, Tae exclaims, “Wow,” in amazement.

Timestamp 24:37

Jk shares that it actually it took him about three hours to record each song, not eight to nine hours, which Yoongi praises as an indicator of “unprecedented growth,” to which Tae agrees.

Timestamp 24:38

Yoongi continues praising Jk, saying that’s insanely fast. Tae agrees by giving perspective, sharing with a straight face that it takes him three days to record one song. This makes Jk laugh loudly, while Yoongi makes sure to tell viewers, “It’s not a matter of ability but of a person’s character.”

Timestamp 24:49 or https://x.com/mybwits/status/1720798692872175824?s=46&t=StSwHjW0_Domk_lHUFMaCg

Yoongi asks Jk why he picked those specific tracks. Tae, being a precious assistant MC, asks the question in a different way. Jk shares it’s about love, with the start of the album being upbeat and about falling in love, and ending with a more sentimental vibe as the album transitions to a break up. He encourages listeners to listen to the songs in order for context.

Timestamp 25:25 

Side note - I found the meaning of SNTY interesting -

As Jk states there’s context to the songs, and the order they’re placed in his album (again, with the start of the album being about attraction and falling in love, which is reflected in the more upbeat tracks, and then track seven on are about heartbreak / falling out of love, with a more somber and melancholic tone) Tae listens with a proud expression on his features.

Timestamp 25:36

Jk has repeatedly expressed his hope and goal to perform a three hour solo concert. Tae mentions it in Suchwita, encouragingly asking Yoongi if “Jungkookie” has enough songs to put on a concert now, which Yoongi affirms.

Timestamp 26:54 

Sadly, we’ll have to wait a little longer for that world tour (and the bloodbath for tickets). For now, Jk will be performing a showcase in Seoul (November 20, 2023). Tae, again being an endearing, helpful assistant MC, asks Jk when his showcase will be. Tae sports a proud smile towards Jk as he responds that he’ll give ARMY the best time he possibly can.

Timestamp 27:08

Part 1 link - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/733647292019687424/september-3-2023-filmed-november-4-2023?source=share

Part 3 link - https://www.tumblr.com/taekooktimeline/733647430454837248/yoongi-asks-jk-how-he-feels-about-releasing-his?source=share

[stinkysam]

Eddie Munson - 1985

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : Knowing reader wants to be a tattoo artist, Eddie offers you his skin as training canvas but you refuse, not trusting your skills. You finally caves in at the idea of matching tattoos. If Eddie gets a shitty one, so will you.

Reader : male (he/him)

A/N : end is rushed. Don't wanna rewrite it. Maybe a part 2. Maybe not. Will see.

The afternoon was warm and calm, P.E having exhausted most of the students for the rest of the day. So in this peaceful afternoon you had joined Eddie at his trailer and soon you found yourself sitting on his floor with Eddie on the side of his bed in front of you, his knee at eye level.

He stays silent as he watches you shave his leg meticulously, your head bopping out of beat to the music playing as you were too focused to be in sync.

You clean it up and take your pen as you quickly begin to draw on the shaved square of skin, ignoring your friend's intense staring, only pulling away after several long minutes. You’re not finished but Eddie gets up and walks to the mirror.

"Nice”

“Would be nicer if you’d let me finish, Munson.”

“I’m telling you, it’s gonna be sick” he says as he regains his place to let you continue.

With one hand you held his leg in place while you drew with the other one. You’ve never tattooed on a live canvas before, not even yourself, too indecisive to dare try. You couldn’t help but think this was a bad idea, but at least, in support of his ugly tattoo you’ll get one as well.

Once you’re done you allow him to go look in the mirror while you prepare your ‘workplace’ and remind him to not touch his skin. You give him a quick glance to judge his reaction in case he asks for modifications but he stays silent, admiring the soon to be tattoo from every angle.

"Already love this baby"

“Yeah I saw you flirt with the mirror.”

“Aw, don't be jealous now, darling,” he says, making you chuckle before continuing

“do you need me in the same position or do we have to change ?”

“Same position s’good.”

And with that Eddie sat back on his bed. As it crinkled under him he realized you had placed cling wrap and paper towels on most parts of the bed and floor, also covering the hanging bedsheet. He didn’t know if you simply didn’t want to leave any ink stain or if you were slightly becoming a clean freak. Maybe a bit of both.

“I won’t get it infected, relax.” he said.

But you ignore him, scrubbing your hands thoughtfully with soap before putting on some gloves. Good, now he’s stressing as well. Though it all washes away once he hears the buzzing of the tattoo gun, he’s beaming with excitement, ready as ever with a smile on his face.

“No second thoughts ?”

“You wish.”

Despite being familiar with that kind of pain, Eddie still grimaces from time to time but he says nothing about it. At this point it is more of an uncomfortable sting-like feeling than hammering pain. It’s only after an hour and a half that you pull away.

“Done ! Go check yourself in the mirror, do not touch it.”

“Oooh god ! It’s fucking metal, dude !"

You laugh at his reaction, silently sighing in relief at his pleased expression. It was not perfect, some lines were wobbly and it definitely will need to be touched up but you were still proud of your work. It was not so bad for a first time.

“I- Love- It. Now though,” he says as he abruptly turns around “it’s your turn, mister, and you cannot escape it.”

“I would never.”

You still clean up his skin and place cling wrap around his leg while reminding him how to take care of it. You know he knows but he lets you do. It reassures you and it helps you prepare for when you’ll really face someone you don’t know, when you’ll have actual customers. He kind of envies you. You already have it sorted out, you know what your dream job is and you have everything to make it happen, you won’t even need to leave Hawkins —although it’s heavily advised—. It’s also your last year while he’ll have to repeat his, again.

Eddie watches you replace all the cling wrap and paper towels on his bed by new ones. You’re clearly determined on doing it correctly. Once you’re done you also change the needle and ink and instruct him how to clean his hands correctly. Then you shave and clean your arm yourself for him to draw on.

You wait patiently while Eddie cautiously begins to draw on your arm, near the shoulder, he tries to not be shaky but he feels like the more he tries to contain his body the less it works. After a few minutes he lets you check in the mirror as he turns the small TV on. It’s wobbly and messy but it perfectly fits the style you want.

Eddie is careful while using the tattoo gun, holding it the way you showed him and how he saw his previous tattoo artists hold it. It's not his first time but he doesn't want to mess up your tattoo. And you're also stressing him out, watching over him and laughing when he sticks his tongue out in focus.

In the end, Eddie was almost a natural. Or maybe it was because it was not as painful as you thought.

“Careful, you’re gonna put saliva on my arm”

“Shut up, you’re stressing me, looking over my hand like a fucking hawk.”

“You did the same, dude”

When he finally stepped away you looked at it in the mirror. It looked funny and a bit different than planned. But you loved it.

Maybe matching tattoos wasn't so much of a bad idea.

[goldennika]

Initial Thoughts on TXT's Minisode 3: Tomorrow

Overall I think this album sounded the most sonically cohesive from their entire discography so far! I haven't read the articles about the album yet but it seems like they've deviated a bit from their usual approach of exploring different genres in a single album and kinda stuck to more of a band sound this time around?

Sure, they experiment with layers and singing styles but I’ve really felt (and liked!) the band influence across the different tracks!

The way the music builds in each track is delightful albeit seems a wee predictable. I am a sucker for a good guitar and bassline though so this album suited my tastes

Currently (and surprisingly) my favorite track upon first listen would probably be Deja Vu (Anemoia Remix)! I honestly wished the remix ver would have been the title track instead 🥺

The original ver is probably more palatable for general population though and lends itself better to their type of choreography than the Anemoia remix would so I understand why the title track is so.

My favorite track off this album would likely change after I’ve read through the lyric translations and give the album a few more listens.

If I’m being honest, I think this album would be more of a slow burn type of in terms of how quickly it grows on me, compared to their earlier releases (particularly Temptation and Freefall).

I’ve genuinely enjoyed these tracks! But I can’t say that I loved the album and I think a factor in my tempered response to Minisode 3 is just how short they all are!! 😩

The entire (mini) album’s duration is just 17 minutes for 7 tracks!! It felt like just as I was getting into the groove and spirit of the track, it just… ends 🥲 IMO, these shorter track durations may end up hurting them in the long run as they sacrifice the listening experience for convenience of streaming 😔

That said, it makes Deja Vu an impressive feat that it has such a cinematic and immersive feel, and done in less than 3 minutes!

In any case, I will be listening to these tracks more and am looking forward to catch their performances throughout this comeback!

If you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading and i’d love to hear your thoughts too!

If you want to see my raw thoughts for each track, you can find them below the cut!

Track 1: I'll See You There Tomorrow

yes lower register TXT let's gooooo

sounds like a video game bg music? haha

ooh when the music built up it got funky

ugh love me a good bassline

this is kinda cute???

funkyyyyyyyyy

am digging the old school vibe to this

*head bops*

ok this is rly growing on me

the layers to the music is just 😩

IMAGINE HEARING THIS WITH A LIVE BAND I WOULD ASCEND

Track 2: --- -- --- .-. .-. --- .--  (Tomorrrow)

uhm yeah

so....

that's a morse code alright....

Track 3: Deja Vu

ok technically not a first listen since i've watched the MV already but here we go anyway!!

the high pitched warpy sound at the start -- i like it

this feels like R&B-ish?

their verses seem almost spoken than sung

different from how they usually are

the little music break after the first chorus, mhmm

that clarity was delicious

this song feels so... ambient? if that makes sense

like there's a distant thunderstorm almost?

and the sirens blaring??

THIS SONG SOUNDS LIKE AN ENTIRE MOVIE??????

and they did that with a 2:51 duration ??

Track 4: Miracle (A miracle happens at every moment that you and I are together)

really liking the piano

ooh the build up of the instrumentals

EYYYYYYYYY

leaked image of me listening to this track

oooh it got rock band-y

oh this would be AMAZING to hear live!!

ugh the harmonizing in the second verse/pre-chorus YES 😩

looooove the energy on this one

they are killing the instrumentals on this album

I CAN'T STOP HEADBOPPING

OH SHIT THE GUITAR IS HITTINNGGGGGGG

wow ok i loved that one

Track 5: The Killa (I Belong to You)

sexy start okayyyy

is this Spanish guitar?

the finger plucking(?) style 😩

OH WHAT THE FUCK

EXCUSE ME THE HARMONIZING???????????

DEADDDDDD

oh this range and style suits Soobin so well??

mhmmm the adlibssss

i swear those harmonies will be the death of me

the guitarrrrrrrrr 😩

Track 6: Quarter Life

istg the instrumentals are so good here

band txt is one of my fave genres

*head bops*

the build up is delicious

oh i'll bet kai enjoyed this one haha

LET'S GO BEOMGYUUUUUU

whoever thought of putting the maknaes together for this track is a genius

another great song to hear live

claiming this as Beomgyu's song bc wow

THAT WAS TOO SHORT WTF 😭

Track 7: Deja Vu (Anemoia Remix)

THE GUITAR!!!!!!

WHY CAN'T THIS HAVE BEEN THE ORIGINAL VERSION

PLEASE LET US HAVE BAND TXT AS THE MAIN CONCEPT NEXT TIME 😭

ugh i can't resist a good bassline

wtf i swear we were robbed that this is just a remix and not the original song 😭

THE ADLIBS!!!!!!!!!

SING IT TERRYYYYY

WTF THIS IS A ROBBERY FRRRRRR 😭

pls let this listing be an April Fools joke and this is actual the title track 🥹

[couldbebetterforsure]

AAAAAAAHHHH~!!!!! Shuffle Units!!!!!! We're actually getting more shuffle units in Idolish7! I know I wasn't the only one in the fandom begging for them to do shuffle units again, and now finally the dream is real! And the units they've decided to go with sound so interesting!

Unit 1 (Riku, Gaku, Momo, Torao): Whatever song they get will either be the most energetic bop or the most sensual thing you've heard. I always hoped for Riku with Touma or Haruka but I'm super curious to hear him with Torao. Gaku's been teamed up with Riku again, it's hilarious how often this happens!

Unit 2 (Yamato, Sougo, Yuki, Minami): Oooh, the composers are all grouped together! Also RIP Yams, he's hanging out with Yuki this time around! I can't wait to see what kind of song this group comes up with.

Unit 3 (Iori, Mitsuki, Ryuu, Touma): This is the closest we have ever gotten to an Izumi brothers duet. I'm glad they ended up in the same unit, this is gonna be fun. I'm expecting something more rock sounding.

Unit 4 (Tamaki, Nagi, Tenn, Haruka): We get to hear more of Haruka and Tenn singing together!!!! That little tiny bit they had in Pieces of the World wasn't enough for me, I need more! Some really strong vocals are gonna come from this squad!

[spontaneouskoopalingblog]

"Maybe I can sleep on your table, or maybe your sister wouldn't mind me using some of her blankets? I dunno. We can probably talk about that more when night actually comes."

"Yeah, I'm here, singing a rhyme about the events occurring at this time I'm chillin in a forest with a little guy who has a job that makes others die Hey! like what happened to my family! Hariet drowned and can no longer see! Emar's just Rango but extra crispy! and what is the deal with my bro MT? he used to be fat and now he is skinny! but for some reason he kept his beer belly and now it's very oozy and smelly! beep boop boop bop boop yeah!

Man! I can't believe I found so many words that rhymed with 'family'. I'm a poet and didn't even know it. HA!"

"You seem to know German, though, so if we went to sky land, you can translate for me. Hey, how about we go to sky land. I would love to see it."

Hariet: "... You're happy that HE's okay?? What about ME???"

Rango: "...... Um-... Do I hear maracas?"

Hariet: *Gasp* "An animal must have gotten into my stuff!!! Rango, go do something about it while we figure out what to do with this thing!!"

Rango: "Yes ma'am!!!" *Runs to the sound*

Rango: "Oooh, making some music, are we?"

Topper: *Nods* "Just a little something to keep us busy! Oh yeah—Can you ask Hariet if we can borrow some of her blankets for tonight?"

Rango: "What for?"

Topper: "Stewart needs a place to sleep overnight, so I figured some of the blankets will be nice." .3 "Oh, and uh, by the way... I think your fire-friend may have to sleep outside... I think he might... Set the house ablaze. Since it's a tree fort, y'know? And even if it wasn't, I don't know if he could fit through the doorway-"

Rango: "Ohhh, no problem! In that case, don't worry about the blankets. Stewart can sleep in the hammock."

Topper: "Wait, wha-"

Rango: "I'll sleep outside with Emar! I don't want him to be lonely. And he'll keep me warm!! Plus, I won't be waking you up every time I need to get up to do my business... This'll be perfect for all of us!!!"

Topper: "But... But Rango! I can't sleep without you!! I NEED you!!!"

Rango: "You can sleep on top of Stewart like how you do with me! Or, if you need ME specifically, then you're welcome to sleep outside with us!"

Topper: "I can't sleep outside!! Not during this time of the year...!"

Rango: "I'm not gonna leave my buddy out here alone!!!"

Topper: "I haven't fallen asleep without you since I was still in the troop...!"

Rango: "... Toppy, c'mon, you're a big boy... There's nothing to fear. Either option, you won't be alone! I'm sure Stewart would be happy to lay with you. You won't even know the difference once your eyes are closed! (I mean- When your one eye is closed!) Plus, I'll be back with you in the morning. There is nothing you can't endure for eight hours. Nothing." *Pats Topper's head*

Topper: .{

Rango: "Now, I have to get back to our guests... I'll see you again in probably less than an hour!!" *Walks away*

Topper: *Hears the maracas* !!! "Sorry, I forgot you were here-"

Rango: "Stewart has the maracas." :3 "Did I miss anything?"

Spewart: "We will have to do quite a bit of walking... Sky Land is in the furthest south-west point of the map. Forest Land is huge, and it's right in the middle of everything!! Not to mention, our current location is decently far up north... It will be around midnight-ish when we arrive... But trust me—It will be worth it!"

"Since, as I mentioned, Forest Land is in the center of everything, we won't have to enter any other territories to get to Sky Land. ... That is, unless you want to make any pit-stops?"

(Here's an old map I drew from several months ago that probably needs to be redrawn, but I'm not going to-)

[autisticempathydaemon]

THIS IS FOR THE MATCH-UPS AND ALSO /NF TO DO, IF YOU DONT WANNA, ITS OKAY! :D

What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why? — OOOH definitely Dance with me by Topline Addicts, as for lyrics: You say "come and dance with me", but I'm a bit too shy so I just smile politely (its giving me so much Lasko vibes this part and I love it)

What is your Enneagram type? — 9w1 the peacemaker (k think thats what its called)

Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why? — I never heard of them (if they are a person bcs I tried to look them up but no luck, unless if you mean subnautica–?) I'm sorry ;-; /lh

Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend. — Not really an imaginary friend, but I guess I could count my daydreams of myself as a fairy princess when I was a kid? So charming and pretty and powerful as hell, getting the hearts of those fictional character I loved at that time

What is your go-to way to fall asleep? — Always lying on the side, my back facing the wall. I try to sleep on my back but it's not working so far, other than these, I need complete darkness and quiet, bcs I get stiff when I hear a noise

If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?) — If there was this name in my country, I would go for Jax or Jaxen, gender neutral and short and has a nice punch to it!

What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why? — Lasko fucking Moore. This guy almost took down the channel, was number one before the purge, keeps breaking stuff even in his apartment, he is just like me fr /hj (Lasko kinnie here) and even lately, I love his development so much, like he will always be my number one (I love other characters too tho!)

What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.) — It's I guess because of how much he is popular? I love Sam, but I sometimes forget how much favorite he is and it always surprised me /lh

Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to. — The Smoke Thieves by Sally Green, I love the dialogues between two characters, which one is kinda always flirty (not in Gavin way, he is like "youre so pretty and your pretty eyes omg") and so chill and happy with the other, who is awkward and doesn't know how to accept compliments and theyre so gay omg

Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend? — I dont wanna answer this because that means I have to choose /j./lh (... Huxley... I will smooch his cheeks. As a friend.)

Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.) — It depends on the mood while I'm tired, but most of the time, it's my Redacted OCs currently, especially when I'm so tires I can't even type right LMAO

Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo. — Some chocolate snack bar and milkshake in a bottle

Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment. — I made it yesterday, but it's all kinds of happy sounding songs and OST without any lyrics and it feels so nice to bop into it

What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why? — Wattpad books,, i wanna get back into reading some, its been years

And whatever else you think tells me about who you are! — I'm libra sign, INFP, I like the nights and sunrises, have many redacted OCs (around 20 of them, i like to play with the kinds of powers and try to mix them and experiment) and I like to text RP! I also currently work on my gaslamp fantasy WIP book(?), I'm undiagnosed neurodivergent (possibly audhd), dyslexic and I also listen to Mr Laveau's Nexus AUDIO RP series (recommending if you like video games sfx and original art) and started listening to DND group The Adventure Zone!

I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY/NIGHT/ALL THE TIME! :D

Okay, so you know who I’ve always thought should really be into fantasy and DnD? Asher, and since canon hasn’t yet confirmed he loves these things, you can be his introduction!

The combination of your personality types and your being a writer gives me the image of an emotional and emotionally intelligent person, which I think is a good match for Asher who is also pretty emotionally intelligent! I think your vibes would really match, and together you two could be, like, the heart of the Shaw Pack as the Beta and his mate. Also, Asher is some sort of flavor of neurodivergent, and I love making ND4ND pairs, ya know?

Your life together would be so FUN, I’m actually jealous. I think getting Asher into DnD and games would be such a treat, listening to TAZ together, helping him learn rules and the different systems, maybe putting together a campaign with Angel and Davey because Angel would be a fuckin bomb DM, I feel it in my heart. He’d also be such a lovely partner for a writer. I can very clearly imagine Asher laying his head on your lap, having you read what you’ve written that day aloud to him which functions as both a cute bonding activity but also a way for you to spot-check and edit how it reads.

Song:

What would you do if I stole you tonight? (Ahh ahh)/ Why waste time? (Ahh ahh)/ 'Cause the world goes on without us/ It doesn't matter what we do/ All silhouettes with no regrets/ When I'm melting into you/ 'Cause I belong in your arms

One, you said you like happy-sounding songs, and I think this is a great one. I love it’s kind of dreamy, high vibe, you know? Two, this came out around 2012, when Asher would have been a teenager, so I like how nostalgic and romantic this song would be for him.

Runner-ups:

For a writer who loves fantasy, OC’s, and roleplay games, Guy is a sure shoe-in for a runner-up! I think he and Asher have a lot of similarities, but I went with Asher because he struck me as a better match for an introvert. For a Lasko kinnie, I had to choose Aaron as another contender because they’re my favorite Redacted rarepair, and I’ve been meaning to write something for that shop for a while.

note: thank you for your entry, I hope you like it!

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌