#so like i'll wake up and my music is still playing but the pop-up is also there

[boizandgurlzinthehouse]

𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

summary: y/n didn't fell well in the last year... and she probably never will feel herself well again. word count: 2.832k trigger warning: SUICIDE, SELF-HARM (really, don't read it if it trigger you please please please), psych ward, signs of mental illnesses, heartbreak, hallucinating, screaming, farewell letter

count your fingers. breathe in, breathe out.

"are you doing this again?"

y/n sat on her bed, smoking a cigarette as she read the newest tabloids. others were watching tv in the lodge, but she preferred to out out some titles and interesting articles. the date stated 1995, may 3rd.

"you are no longer in the newspaper. they're dumb, never writing anything in these papers, fuckers."

scratching her neck, her nail broke at the end. it was weak ever since she got here, sleeping and eating was difficult also.

"but they were true about me."

she looked at him, pulling her knees to herself.

"fuck you, they weren't."

kurt sat at the leg of the bed, now the closest ever. he always stood at the door, sat by the window, or sat on the ground, facing her.

just keep counting. six, seven, eight...

"you look like you need a rest, love. dark circles doesn't fit you."

something constantly buzzed in her mind, like a radio band is always on, even if there's no music and no jokes. or the tv in the lodge at 2am, no shows were playing, she always talked with kurt at night, until the nurses didn't guide her back to her room. she was alone here, at peace, doing what she liked to do --writing her diary, reading books, painting her nails. he wanted to paint kurt's too, but he never came close to her, never let her touch him. he was distant, but in a comforting way.

"who do i need to look beauty for?" y/n asked, exhaling the smoke. kurt smiled, pointing at himself.

"for me."

"yeah, of course."

take your medicine. place a pill on your tongue, then swallow it down with a gulp of water.

the next dose of pills were laying on the plate, waiting for her to take them with a cup of water. they trusted her enough to take it alone, since she almost scratched her wrists from freaking out too many times. the clock on her nightstand ringed, it was time.

"you know i'll never disappear, even if you take those?" kurt laid back on her bed, reaching his hand to the ceiling.

brushing her hair, y/n turned away her head from him. she didn't want to hear this, and to turn to her sane sense.

"if you live only in my head, why can't i just make you go away?" she whispered, her eyes lingering on the lace of the curtain, forming an angel and a bunny.

"because you don't want to let me go."

looking at him again, the buzzing was so intense and it wasn't pleasuring. the voice wanted to tell her something, but it never could. it was a void. she was a void.

am i telling this to myself too? y/n felt tired, picking a pill, popping into her mouth. she ate more pills than actual meals, in the first two months, it was strange to even eat after only living on little pieces of medicine for so long. she looked at kurt, he was still here. ten more minutes and he'll be gone, but the pills only made her tired, they never sent him truly away. or, maybe it was easy to crawl into her mind. laying down, she used her boney arm as an extra pillow, dragging the comforter up on her body.

"when i wake up, piss off."

"can't promise, princess." kurt said, leaning on his elbow as he saw her closing her eyes.

days went like this --waking up before 10am, taking pills, skipping breakfast because the pills always caused her nausea, playing and talking with the others in the psych ward, talking with her own psychiatrist, eating lunch, taking pills, resting in the afternoon, reading the tabloids every wednesday, watching the telly or reading a book before dinner, and then, taking the day's last pills, and then sleeping all night, but she often woke up, sometimes two or three times even.

a knock woke her up from her deep slumber, making her shake. looking around, kurt was not around anymore --at least he kept his poor promise. a nurse, dorothy was standing in the door.

"good afternoon, y/n. you have a visitor."

it was strange. she broke her connections with most people, only dave and christ knew that y/n was still in here.

"who?" she asked, getting up to put on her shoes.

"his name is dave grohl. do you know him?" dorothy asked, making her nod. standing up, y/n went out on the door, seeing dave. walking up to him, dave smiled at her, but it was something uncertain in his eyes. y/n gave up for caring about other's feelings a couple months ago, since she couldn't even deal with hers.

"hello, angel! how are you?" he asked in the sound like you ask from a child, hugging her lightly.

"totally fine." really, she was in a psych ward almost a year from now on, what could she say?

"can we go for a walk? that girl... maybe dorothy? said that we can go for a little walk, i want to know what's going on with you."

stepping outside, y/n breathed fresh air only when she opened her window, and went for a short trip with the others once in three months. the air was calming, and the sun didn't shine too bright, flowers grow on the edge of the sidewalk. dave was so strange, like he also lived in her mind. but he doesn't have to know about that.

"so, what's up? hanging around, uhm..." he wanted to continue, but y/n looked at him.

"chill, dave. i know this place is a horror house. i'm pretty fine, dealing with my things and stuff... and you?"

"i'm fine also. me and jennifer talked about having kids, but i'm not feeling the time yet."

"i felt that." she and kurt had frances, y/n loved her as her own daughter, even if that crazy woman courtney fretted her for being in the baby's presence.

"i have some pictures about bean, do you wanna see them? courtney was against it, but... i thought you'd like."

"that's really nice from you, dave."

seeing the pictures, she felt like the whole universe laughed at her. the buzzing started again, she tried to smile. "how big she is!"

"yeah, well, she is just like her fath-"

dave suddenly silenced. because everybody knew. everybody knew that y/n got in here because kurt died, her mind couldn't comprehend the fact, and she began to see him. she began to hallucinate, and most of the time, she just laid on her bed and looked at the ceiling, not eating, not drinking. if she wasn't crying or screaming, she was sleeping or just being like a sack of potato. the most miserable sack of potato. almost a year, and she didn't even made the smallest progress. she clearly, medically went crazy because of her lover's death.

"look, y/n... me, jen, chris and his wife is going on a trip... you should come too. it's much warmer there in california, you could loose up a little bit, don't you?"

y/n scratched her arms, looking at the stop sign at the end of the road.

"it's a really nice idea, dave. thank you. it's just... what if kurt-"

"what? what about kurt?" dave asked, getting angry. "sorry, but what fucking about him?"

"nothing, just... nothing, really, i just don't want to go."

"because of him? y/n, i don't want to be mean, but did you look at yourself? his death caused all of us pain, but you literally got sick from it."

"what about me? what about me, what about me?" she yelled. "don't say that he's dead, because i fucking see him everyday, and i'm not gonna let it slip!"

"do you see him right now, huh? do you see him? because if yes, then you are just the same as those girls who get shocked to be normal just a little bit!"

"and what if i saw him? what if i saw him and he just could see that how big of a cock your are, fuck you, dave!"

he laughed like he doesn't believed what he just heard.

"here we fucking are again, y/n! because i'm a good friend of yours, i'm gonna tell you that nobody fucking sees him, nobody who's normal! i thought that it's just some aftermath of your depression, but..."

"but what? i am crazy? i am compulsive? i am fucking hopeless? because you know, every fucking day was a menace since things got fucked up!"

"no, you are fucking worse than you were when he died!" dave screamed, trying to reach for her arm to get her back to the psych ward, but y/n clawed at him like a cat, while from the tip of her throat, an enormous shriek came from her, and then y/n just snapped.

"HE MAY BE DEAD! AND EVEN IF HE IS, I WISH I COULD DIE EVERY DAY JUST TO FREE MYSELF FROM ALL OF THIS VOID!" her vocal cords almost teared up as she screamed, crouching on the ground, holding her head. this was the end, the waves crashed above her head, the endless sea of her depression caged her in.

like a switch finally turned down, y/n tried to collect her breath, but it didn't helped. she went too deep, and the last breath of hope was sucked out from her.

"are you okay? y/n, fuck, are you alright?" dave asked her. y/n stood up, brushing her hair from her face.

"yes, i think everything's okay." she felt her own voice static, but it didn't matter.

"okay, then... shall we go back? you must be tired."

"yeah. let's go back."

dave didn't even know that he saw her the last time alive.

"i hope you get a little rest. i think it wasn't a good idea to come, but... i care about you. we all do." he said inside, y/n pulled up the muscles of her lips.

"it's okay. it was good to see you, dave." giving him a hug, it lasted a little bit too long, but he wanted too, so it wasn't a problem. she just wanted to feel loved after so long.

"see you later, y/n."

"yeah, see you too, dave!" she waved to him from the window, dave got out his camera from his car.

"do this again! wave and say, 'hi everybody!'"

"hi, goodbye, good morning, good afternoon everybody!" she sang while faning with her hand, smiling. dave waved to her the last time, then he got in his car, riding away.

do kurt miss christ and dave just as she?

1am. 1995, may 4th.

not a soul walked on the hallways of the ward. it was peaceful, only the small droplets from the fountain harmed the silence. only one bathtub, filled with water, a hand hanging on the side of the white porcelain. little curls of steam floating in the air.

"are you sure about that?"

he was here again, with her. kurt leaned on the brim of the tub, looking at y/n as she collected the pills. she's gonna swallow all of it, with two gulps of water, and then... she didn't know what's going after this, but she couldn't handle it any longer. life was too heavy, she felt it on her shoulders, her spine, her head, it crawled it's weight into her guts from day to day, a new day, a new weight.

looking at him, she stopped in her movements.

"did it hurt?"

kurt only smiled at that, saccharine in his smile.

"did life hurt?"

"only when you weren't there." she replied, then, placing the first dose of pills into her hand. "i wrote a letter. i hope they find it. and i hope i'll find you."

because she hoped, really. she had hope, not for life, but for him. she felt dumb every time she saw lame romance movies about people can't live without each other, but it turned out that it was true. she literally died without him, and air got much more suffocating.

looking at the pills, she looked up to the cross on the wall in front of her. so this is the end.

"i'll look for you, kurt. i love you." she said, not even paying attention to the fact if he was there or not, even if he just lived in her head. downing the pills, chug, another doze of pills, chug. just a couple of minutes, and no days will be spent with agony and crying, screaming, watching shitty movies, trying to live.

somehow, it was comforting to her.

laying back in the warm water, she saw kurt coming closer to her. her vision began to get blurry, and she felt stomach churn, her heart and liver exploding, but it was only a little pain. her lover bend over her, and maybe he touched her, kissing her forehead, but she didn't felt it. there was no movie in front of her eyes, playing her whole life, there weren't any so special things from books the writers always talked about. it was just laying down and resting for awhile.

in her last moments, she felt nothing else but warmth.

dear everybody, or anybody who finds this,

i never wasted too much words about anything. maybe i should have done, but i'm not gonna change this, so please, don't judge me. it's rude to judge dead people anyway.

everyone who thinks that my actions is in connection with kurt, they're right. i don't want to brag about my mental state, let's just say, i didn't feel well in the last couple of months. people around you change you, taking you to a ride, and i guess that i wasn't ready for the end of the ride. in the end, i only want you to remember that how wonderful and gentle, unique and perfect creatures we are. i loved myself, always, i just didn't love the way i felt.

some words to the people, because i was too much of a scaredy-cat to talk with them in the last rounds: dave and chris. you two are truly wonderful, the best guys i could ever imagine. i'm sorry that you have to get to know about this in a letter, but please, never let kurt's memory die, and maybe, don't even let mine. i didn't do a lot of good things in my life, but i loved. i loved and cared, and maybe that can be valuable even for you. courtney, i know we've never been good friends, but maybe, we never could be. i just want to wish you strength and courage for the rest of your life, i've never invalidated your feelings. maybe i felt just like you, excluding the fact that i don't have a lovely supergirl. frances bean, you little star; you won't remember me, but i'll remember you. you are the most fantastic girl i've ever known, and you'll gonna rock the world, just like your father did.

i don't want you to be sad. i wasn't sad, just a little crazy. living our lives without our loved ones claims us to be strong and brave, but i'm not enough brave for it. you're gonna do it instead of me, and my gratitude will chase you forever.

never forget to love and care! i did the same.

y/n y/l/n

she opened her eyes, sun shining through her eyelids. where the hell she was? feeling something soft under her touch; she laid on sand. little rocks pressed into her palms as she sat up. she didn't know where she was, and she wasn't even certain if she did what she did. coming to her senses, the waves crashed in the ocean only a few foot apart from her. washing the shore, it almost get wet her too. it was peaceful and unusual.

but she was not the only one sitting on the beach.

a figure, 60 feet from her sat just like her in silence, looking at the ocean and the dawning sun. could it be...

standing up, she was unsure in her steps, but somehow, she managed to go closer. it was him. instead of screaming and jumping, she simply crouched beside kurt, looking at him, so she was sure that it's really him. the wind blew his hair, his lips surely were salty from the air. brushing through his hair at the back of his neck, the blonde curls felt like silk. he was an angel.

without saying a word, y/n leaned her head on his shoulder. she could touch him now, watching as the sun bleed through the sky. she felt something warm in her chest–

–sure it wasn't reality. but it didn't even needed to be.

a/n: this is my first oneshot in this genre, and to be honest... i don't want to write more. i just had a very depressed couple of weeks, and this just came into my mind. i won't write fics like this, it turned out that i like domestic comfort and fluff more. if you liked it, or want to request, write in the comments, dm me or write here

stay safe, love yourself girliez,

louisa

[ehilaaaaa12340]

Spider headcanons!

ADHD

Aroace and pansexual

He loves pizza. He would eat pizza every hour, every day, every second of his life. One day Norm gave him a slice of pizza. Spider accepted it jumping with happiness. "Give me that! Give me that!" he said and stole the slice of pizza from Norm's hands and he went off nibbling it so as not to finish it all at once. He got into a conversation between Kiri, Neteyam and Lo'ak in the village as he continued to eat the slice of pizza. While he listened the three talking he kept eating the slice of pizza staring at them. The three blue aliens glared at him and Kiri was giggling. "What? I was hungry!" Spider said as he spoke with his mouth full.

Even as soon as he got a little familiar with Quaritch, Spider asked him shyly lowering his head like a beaten dog: "Do you have some..pizza?" he said with puppy eyes (Lyle gave him a slice)

Spider has always loved to pay respect to the Sully parents. Even if he didn't get along very well with them and he thought maybe Neytiri hated him, when they asked him something he always answered with a joyful but respectful tone. He's so silly.

While he is technically the biggest of all but the shortest, he remains the most childish and silly along with Tuk.

He often makes silly faces even to make Kiri laugh if she's down.

He always stumbles. On everything. He can't walk straight. Is there a twig on the ground? He stumbles. Is there a slice of pizza that was probably looking for oh the ground? He stumbles. Is there a stone on the ground? He stumbles.

He makes goofy jokes but they're funny precisely because they're goofy. He makes too many jokes, even at inopportune moments. Are they talking seriously? He makes a joke. They all glare at him and he blushes and looks to the side. "What? It was to defuse!"

He can be a very flirty guy.

In addition to having a small knife and a bow, he has a stick. He is very able and strong with his stick and can be very dangerous when he uses it. He loves to spin it and once hit Lo'ak's face: "PLEASE DON'T TELL NEYTIRI ABOUT THIS I WILL CURE YOUR WOUND!!"

Although he proves to be very confident and sure of himself, he is afraid. He is scared and very insecure of himself. Basically false confidence.

He always kept his pain inside. He never shows it to anyone and hates talking about feelings.

He always try to be nice to everyone.

He hates bullying. He was bullied by some Na'vi and he suffered a lot. He still feels very ridiculous.

Despite everything he's been through he doesn't give up and goes on with life hoping for a miracle one day.

He can speak Spanish quite well.

Even though he is a boy who has lived in nature, many times he can be very intelligent and cunning. He loves science, technology and astronomy. Once he and Norm created an experiment on a flower, another fixed Jake's gun (Norm taught him how to) and he loves to look at the sky. He goes to watch it especially with Kiri. As soon as he sees a shooting star he leaps to his feet and jumps in excitement: "LOOK LOOK KIRI KIRI! A SHOOTING STAR! I SAW A SHOOTING STAR! I I'LL EXPRESS A WISH!". He points to the sky and then kneels down on the ground "praying". "I'll never tell you my wish! It's a secret!" and then he goes to tell it the whole world.

He's lazy. He falls asleep without realizing it in less than a second and then randomly wakes up: "Did I just..fell asleep??"

He suffers from insomnia. He oftentimes has nightmares and when he has them he goes to sleep with Kiri. The kid is too scared.

He listens to pop and hip hop music.

If he had a crush he would probably be very shy and would play with his fingers whenever he saw his crush.

Totally randomly sometimes he goes to hug anyone. He once hugged Lo'ak. "Lo'ak I missed you so much!!"

He has mood swings, lack of patience and fits of rage and panic. When he has panic attacks he tends to almost tear his hair out in horror.

He's afraid of horror movies. If he looks at them twice, however, they have no effect on him. Once they were watching a horror movie in Norm's room and Spider tended to look down, hug Kiri's arm or shelter his head in Kiri's arm. "I-I have to go to the bathroom! Hehe.." At the end he never came back.

He looks like a little angel but he can be very dangerous.

Love and hate physical contact. There are times that he craves it especially from Kiri, times instead when as soon as they touch him he stiffens and does everything to walk away. He feels uncomfortable.

He loves salty more than sweet.

If he had to choose between white chocolate and dark chocolate he would choose white. He loves melting chocolate in his mouth.

He's an iPad kid.

He can be very childish and literally behaving like a child. He hugs Kiri like a baby and a koala and stays in the hug for about 10 minutes. He makes little cute noises like a kid. When he was with Quaritch he loved to watch cartoons while hugging him.

Every time he sees something he likes, he gets "stars in his eyes" and starts jumping for joy.

When he gets angry, he turns red like a little tomato.

He blushes very often.

When he is down or very tired he goes to hug Kiri. She's his only strong point.

This is part. 1! I'll make a part. 2..maybe👺

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

Sweet Music Playing In The Dark (Be Still, My Foolish Heart) [Part One]

I'm super excited about this "fic" and am so happy to finally start sharing it with you guys! It's really gonna be more of like... a "not-fic" and mostly me rambling on and on about this world I've got in my head.

Some things will probably be contradictory because i constantly think of new things and ways to do things as i ramble, but it's just a loosey goosey overview of the thing! That I'm posting cuz i hope you guys will enjoy it too!

It's all pretty much based on inspiration I've gotten from listening to Bring Me The Horizon so it's almost all gonna be their songs, if i get the links to post! And i hope you enjoy listening to the songs as well! I'll post the song that inspired each part on each part!

It's a friends to lovers au! There will be some Buckingham as well, because Chrissy and Robin are together and have a band together and are Eddie and Steve's besties! Steve is with Nancy at the beginning but there's really not gonna be much details about them aside from the breakup! Eddie also has a partner at the beginning (i haven't decided who yet shh shh shh shh), but there will also be a breakup. Or maybe I'll just have him not able to find the right person. We'll see what happens! But i hope y'all enjoy the ride with me!!!

{ Cute little bat banner is by @1-800-shedevil }

What if they know each other vaguely from robin and chrissy. They aren't close really, just see each other around. Passing in the studio sometimes. Or at events. They're each others besties friends. Besties in law maybe?They chat here and there.

And then covid happens. They're in lockdown. And chrissy and robin get tagged in some musical video challenge that's going around. So they do it, cuz they live together, and because they've been dying to see steve and eddie sing together, they tag them and pass it on. They have each others numbers because of chrissy and robin importance. So they'll both see it. And eddie sends steve a song name, some 80s song, he remembers them chatting about how they love 80s music at an event when they'd both run to hide in the bathroom to be away from the crowds for a bit. And steve text back,

"???" so eddie sends the post, and steve is like,

"oh!!! Oh my god yes let's do it!" So they do a little face time split video thing and its not a huge deal. Its goes a little crazy for a day or two and then calms. But then steve wakes up to robin calling him, and like 10 missed calls from her already. And he answers all groggy in the middle of the afternoon, lockdown, he can sleep when he wants damn it. And he's like,

"whats happened?" And she SHOUTS his name into the phone, he groans. But then she tells him to check Eddie's instagram, and then promptly hangs up on him. And he's like blinking himself awake still but he clicks it open and pulls up Eddie’s. It's actually the first thing that pops up on his feed cuz he really doesn't follow that many people... like... at all. He can see eddie, sitting on his bed, guitar in his lap and one of his little music machines next to him. Steve clicks it and feels himself blushing because of what Eddie's saying.

Basically, he starts of with,

"okay so normally i wouldn't comment or respond to like... assholes in the notes and comments but, I'm locked in my apartment and haven't talked to anyone face to face in like a fucking month an half and am just scrolling through all these stupid fucking comments so lets break this down." He shakes his hair out of his face, it's even longer than normal, his bangs are falling into his eyes. He settles back in, leans closer over his guitar, pointing into the camera.

"All you assholes. Calling Steve's music like... bland pop whatever blah blah blah. Have you listened to his stuff??? Cuz like, not to get TOO into it. Just... oh fucks sake hang on." He leans off the bed, making a weird strangled noise as he stretches. He manages to get hold of a hair band and shoved his hair up into a severely messy bun. Pushing his bangs to the sides he settles back in with his guitar and plays a bit of one of Steve's songs.

Steve feels his face getting hotter and hotter. He's still with nancy. But she's locked down at her own place and it's not even attraction making him blush. It's the fact that eddie munson, heavy metal rockstar man, is playing one of his songs, peice by peice, and laying down some serious music theory on his fans.

He plays it bit by bit until a small section of the song is playing out over his little recorder. And its acoustic and not electric like the actual song. But all the parts are there, and it sounds good. Steve can't stop watching. Barely blinking. Eddie stops playing and looks back into the camera, eyes a little wild, he's really been going at it for awhile. And he's like,

"steve might be, technically, a popstar, which, isn't really even THAT true. He jumps genres just like we do, but thats not the point. The point is, there are so many fucking... the fucking layers??? The goddamn depth of the composition of these songs he's making? He's a musical genius okay? Like... his songs are bonkers when you break them down okay?? So of i see one more of you cunts come into my comments and tell me to stop associating with popstars, which is a whole fucking OTHER topic im choosing to ignore. Dont fuckin tell me who to associate with you pretentious fucks. Anyway. Dont fuckin talk about his music until you fucking LISTEN to his music. The skill and precision it takes to make music like this? And in all the genres he ventures into, the skill level stays. Like...." eddie makes a wild flourishing motion.

"This dudes fuckin nuts okay? He's got fucking bars. He's got fucking talent. And he's my fuckin friend. So shut the fuck up. Mind your own business. Or get with the fucking program and go fucking listen to his shit. Fuck. Got me all fuckin heated now. Bunch'a dumbasses." He shakes his head. Clicks the music play back off, and sets his guitar down next to him. He pushes his bangs up off his head, breathes out a deep breath and rolls his eyes.

"Just... be nice. Or stay out of my comments. He's a friend. He's a fucking hard worker. And i dont take kindly to people calling themselves my "fans", he does the air quotes,

"and then showing up and shitting on steve just cuz he doesn't sing metal." Eddie lets his eyes move away, and then back, and then he smirks, reaches for the camera and says

"Not yet, anyway." He winks, and the video goes black.

Steve is so fucking flattered he has no words. And it only gets worse when he scrolls and sees chrissy and robin cheering eddie on. But THEN he sees Jeff, Andy, and Gareth in the comments too, saying stuff as well. Jeff leaves a trail of fire emojis and then says,

"yes!!! We use Steve's stuff at warm ups alllll the time!!! His shit will rock your world!"

And steve is just, so fucking flattered. He likes the post and tries to think of a way to respond. He thanks eddie in the comments. After checking his own and seeing some of HIS fans saying similar stuff about eddie and his band.

So he comments and doubles down,tell HIS fans he feels the same. He doesn't tolerate hate toward his friends. And then, he grabs the box from under his bed. Pulls out his stack of Corroded Coffin ticket stubs. He's been to.... several shows. Like a lot. Not always front row. He and robin love lawn seats. So they hang back there, and party with the kids and make a good space for themselves, dustin had started a lawn mosh three or four times. But he just makes a video, says,

"its come to my attention some of you think i couldn't possibly be a fan of Corroded Coffin. And i just woke up like an hour ago and im not generally good with words so im not gonna say anything. I'm just gonna do this." He holds up the stubs, all stacked together at first, and then he slides his thumb and the stubs fan out, he's got like... 15 to 25 of them.

He smiles. Fans himself a bit with them, holds them closer to the camera so people can see they're actually Corroded Coffin tickets and then pulls them back. He gives a little toothy smile and a peace sign and then turns the camera off. He goes to take a shower and comes back to a comment from eddie under his video thats just,

"YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! FUCKIN WHAT!?!? OUR BIGGEST FAN YOU SAY?? 🤣😈🔥🔥🔥💋💋💋"

Cuz he's an emoji slut and had been up for... over 24 hours making that video and just losing his shit a little. But then he also gets a personal text from Eddie and he's like,

"holy shit. Have you really been to that many of our shows?" And steve is like,

"yup. More actually. Ive seen you a few times at festivals from backstage too" and they get to chatting.

Steve tells eddie about dustin starting the lawn moshing and eddie loses his shit again cuz that was so cool to him and the guys, that the lawn had been moshing like the pit. And thats how they start really talking and becoming actually friends and not just semi sort of adjacent friends. Robin and Chrissy add them both to the same group chat and it just blossoms from there.

They dont really post anymore videos, alone or together. But then, after lockdown, a music award show comes to them both and asks if they'd wanna perform a song together as a suprise for the show. And Steve's kind of hesitant. Cuz he doesn't know if he can pull off a Corroded Coffin song. But eddie just claps him on the back and is like,

"dont worry. We're gonna play one of yours" and steves like,

"shouldn't we talk about it a little?" And the band boys chime in that they've been DYING to perform one of his songs. And steve is just so flattered. But he's also like,

"i dont... know. How's my song work with you guys and your style? Im not exactly a heavy metal guru." Eddie smirks at the word, throws his arm over Steve's shoulder and says,

"oh steve. Lemme open your eyes. Lemme show you what you can really do." He widens his eyes cheekily and he and the boys take him to their studio to show him what they have in mind.

When they perform, it starts with just steve alone with his guitar, the stage behind him dark. He gets through the beginning and then the band kicks in with their heavy style and the crowd 'ooohs'. Steve finishes the first verse and then the lights come up, the band goes harder and Eddie comes out from behind Gareth and starts playing his guitar, walks up to the second mic and starts singing and everyone goes CRAZY.

Steve matches Eddie's energy for the whole performance. Eddie jumping and playing and sliding to his knees when he's not singing. Steve jumping to the beat and playing when its Eddie's time to sing. Both of them leaning in close to one mic to sing and play their guitars in unison a few time. The crowd screaming making them both smile.

The crowd screams loud again when Steve leans against Eddie's back as they play, head falling back to lay on his shoulder. And then Eddie is hard core screaming the end of the song. Steve bouncing on his toes as he plays the final notes and the light fall and the stage goes black.

The comments on the videos online are almost all about how GOOD it sounds. And how well their voice go together. And a ton of Corroded Coffin fans being like,

"look at the little popstar man go!!! He's a little rocker at heart!" Cuz steve had been jumping around, keeping up with eddie as he played his guitar and yelled into the mic with him. And Steve's fans are like,

"holy shit! I haven't seen him look that happy on stage in ages!! He's a rockstar!!!" Everyone coming together and agreeing that rock agrees with steve! Even if he doesn't go their on his own in the future, they're glad he's friends with eddie and can venture there if he wants too, when he wants too. Because eddie is always happy to have him. They hug super tight at the end, eddie grabbing Steve's hand and holding it over their head as he screams,

"make some fucking NOISE!! FOR STEVE. FUCKING. HARRINGTON!" and the crowd fucking loses it as they smile and walk off, Eddie's arm draped over Steve's neck, both of them sweaty and hot and beaming.

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A History of Pain

Part 5

Bang Chan x Female reader

Word count: 2k

Synopsis: You move back to Korea from America for good when you bomb at school, surprising not only your adopted brother Minho but also his friends/roommates, who didn't know you existed. Your brother let's you stay with him and his band mates who have been threatened to stay away from you but Chan already has stars in his eyes for you. Issues from your past keep popping up forcing you to deal with your history or run from it all.

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A/N: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Part 5 is finally here! Enjoy! I'm still working on my other 2 series as well so don't worry!

Warnings: 18+ONLY MDNI! Strong language/swearing, mild sexual content. I believe that's everything but if I missed something please let me know and I'll add it asap!

Waking up in your childhood bed at your parents’ place wasn’t where you wanted to be at this juncture in your life but, there you were. Laying there sad and alone instead of curled up next to the love of your life. You felt the bitterness you’d felt the weeks before all over again. Every time it was as if it were happening over again. You were angry at your brother, at Chan, at George, at the world.

It wasn’t fair and you were sick of it! You could feel the chip on your shoulder you should have had your whole life splintering and growing and you started shutting down. You quit your job at the company, you stayed in bed until your mother and father made you get up, you ate enough to keep your parents off your back and every day for the past two weeks when Minho tried getting you to talk to him you refused. He just needed to talk to you. Your mother knocked at your door and came into your room with the phone in her hand. 

“Sweetie, it’s your brother again.” You rolled your eyes. 

“I don’t have a brother.” You turned over in your bed and burrowed deeper into your blankets.  

“I suppose you don’t have a mother or father either?” You sighed. 

“Please don’t start mom...” She cupped her hand over the phone. 

“I don’t know what's going on between you and Minho but you need to sort it out already. He already missed last month's family dinner.” You burrowed down deeper and could hear your mother on the phone. 

“She’s still in bed sweetie, I don’t think she’s feeling well.” Minho just needed you to talk to him. He wanted to fix things. Apologize. At first he was just trying to get past the whole you and Chan issue and just fix your family but the source of the issue with your family was you and Chan there was no avoiding it.  

Minho didn’t regret a lot of things in his life but being as stubborn as he was about you and Chan was one of his biggest regrets now. Chan didn’t date around or have girlfriends, you had never shown any interest in guys, girls, or any relationships outside of your family. Knowing that about both of you Minho should have taken your feelings more seriously.

Maybe if he had listened that day in the kitchen you wouldn’t be where you are now. Alone, in pain, because of him, because he didn’t listen, he didn’t let you get past the words you and Chan before he was dismissing you and your feelings. Knowing best but knowing nothing at all. He had to fix it and he knew where he needed to start. 

Chan heard a knock on his bedroom door over the music playing in his headphones. He paused what he was working on and opened the door to find Minho standing there. The last few weeks things had been tense between them. Minho was still upset about the broken promise and Chan was upset that Minho manipulated him just like you had warned him he would. 

“What do you want Minho?” Chan was too tired to fight. He hadn’t slept well at all since you weren’t across the hall from him. Who was waking you from your night terrors and holding you while you cry? Who was telling you everything was going to be alright. It wasn’t Chan, it wasn’t your brother. Minho didn’t want to fight either. 

“We need to talk.” Chan looked at him seriously. 

“Us needing to talk was what got us into this situation in the first place.” Chan went to shut the door and Minho stopped him.  

“I was wrong okay? Not about breaking the promise, you shouldn’t have broken your promise but I should've heard her out when she tried talking to me about it. I was wrong for that.”  Chan scoffed. 

“The great Lee Minho wrong huh?” Minho nodded knowingly. 

“Yes yes I know I’m an insufferable know it all but yes I can be wrong and I was. Now how are you gonna win my sister back?” Chan’s jaw dropped. 

“What?!”  

“Chan I’m not an idiot. You’re stubborn and don’t give up on the people you care about that easy. So like I asked what are you going to do to win my sister back?” Chan stood there amazed for a moment and then stepped aside to let Minho in. 

“Let me show you what I’ve been working on.” Turned out that Chan had been writing a song since the day you left but he wasn’t sure what to do with it or how to get you to listen to it. Not until Minho showed up at his bedroom door. With your brother’s help maybe, just maybe he could figure out a plan and fix things, they could fix things.  

Once the song was complete and the entire plan laid out, your brother got a hold of your mother and explained exactly what had been going on. George, America, Chan, the promise, everything.  As expected, your mother wasn’t pleased about being kept in the dark with what had been happening especially George but with how closed off and shut down you had been, if Chan and Minho were going to make things right then she agreed to help.  

A few days later your mother told you her and your father were going out for the day. Before she left your she hugged and kissed you and made you promise to get up and eat before 12pm which you agreed to do. Keeping your promise around 11am you got up and showered and then decided to make some ramen since you had the house to yourself. You were in the middle of making it when you heard someone come through the front door. You quickly went to finish so you could hide back in your room unbothered. You heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen and went to dump your water. 

“I thought you guys would be gone all da-” You looked up just as Chan came walking in. You dropped the hot pan and everything in the sink and ran towards your room. You couldn’t bear seeing him, so much came rushing back when you did. 

“Y/n wait!” Chan called after you and followed. You slammed your door closed and cried on the other side. Chan stopped at your door placing his hand and forehead against it. 

“Please y/n? I won’t give up. Minho is sorry we just... love you, I love you. Just... listen.” Chan started to play the song he wrote on his phone for you to hear. As the song started he sang along to lyrics that said things like, ‘I hate to admit it, I still miss you. How could I forget? I promised you, It’s hard to understand. Don’t go anywhere, stay with me.’ You slid down the door, your eyes refusing to allow your tears to stop as Chan continued his song, words filled your ears saying things like, ‘I’ll be honest I want to give up, I can’t give up on you. I’ll wait a little longer. All night long I can’t stop thinking about you. Just stay with me!’ You were sobbing, Chan too. 

“I hate to admit it, I still miss you. How could I forget? It’s hard to understand, I might as well forget...” He sang out softly. The song ended and Chan waited at your door. He didn’t hear anything anymore. No movement, no crying, nothing. It wasn’t enough.  

“I love you y/n I’m so sorry.” He turned to leave. He was stupid for thinking you’d forgive him because of a silly love song. He was to the end of the hall when your door flung open and you came out quickly. 

“Chris?!” He turned shocked. He took you in, he hadn’t seen you in weeks. His eyes missed seeing you, his arms missed holding you, his lips missed kissing you. You rushed towards him and leapt into his arms and he held you tightly as you cried. 

“I love you so much Chris.” You kissed him in a frenzy of emotions. He was surprised when you started tugging at his clothes and drug him back towards your room. 

“Wait wait baby girl slow down I...” You shook your head as you started working at the belt on his pants. 

“Respectfully no. My parents are gone for the day and we’ve wasted enough time. I want you Chris, need you.”  

“Yea but M-” You kissed him passionately and Chan couldn't take it any more. He stopped arguing and started to devour you, stripping your clothes from your body as he kicked your bedroom door closed. 

“I’ve got you baby.” You pulled him towards your bed and fell back on it naked, Chan climbing on top of you. Just then you heard the front door open and close again. Chan stopped. 

“Oh fuck your brother is gonna kill me.” You sat up quickly. 

“MINHO IS HERE?!” Chan nodded. 

“Yes that’s what I was trying to tell you. He was supposed to stay in the car until I called and gave him the all good.”  

“Sweetie have you gotten up yet?” SHIT! It wasn’t just your brother it was your mom and dad too! That must have been why he didn’t wait. You and Chan both scrambled to get your clothes back on but there was one tiny problem. You pulled Chan’s shirt off in the hallway and tossed it behind you. You dashed out to grab it only to be confronted by your brother holding the shirt. 

“She’s up mom. We’ll be right out.” He handed you the shirt as he pushed you back into your room and closed the door. Minho pointed at Chan. 

“NOT what you were supposed to be doing. Get a shirt on before mom and dad figure out what you were really about to do in here.” You could hear your mom’s footsteps coming up the hall and Chan quickly got his shirt on just as the door opened. 

“MOM! You’re home early!” Your mother smiled. 

“Good I’m glad you boys were able to drag her from bed.” Minho elbowed Chan. 

“Looks like Chan got her going...” You choked on your spit and coughed glaring at your brother. 

“Well don’t you two just stand there go help your father bring in groceries. Chan you’ll join us for dinner won’t you dear?” Your mother scolded you and your brother but spoke sweetly to Chan. You and Minho walked off as Chan and your mother continued talking. Once you were out of ear shot your mother lowered her voice and leaned in towards Chan. 

“I’m no fool Bang Chan I know what was going on here. I’m filled with joy that you two make each other so happy but Mr. Lee might not be so understanding. Be sure to turn your shirt around and right side out before you come out to say hello.” Chan looked down and saw his tag and the seams of his shirt and he buried his face in his hands embarrassed. Your mother just laughed thankfully she was a hopeless romantic. Chan still felt the need to apologize. 

“Yes Mrs. Lee. I’m sorry for...” She pished him. 

“No apologies. You’re young and in love. She’s seen a lot of bad in the world Chan, I’ve always seen it in her eyes but when she looks at you it disappears. You have no idea how happy that makes me. Now come join us when you’re ready.” Chan nodded and after flipping his shirt, came walking out from your room. You watched him walk up the hall towards where you and Minho were dropping groceries. He took the bags from you and looked into your eyes, trying to see what your mother meant but only saw you. He leaned down and kissed your cheek making you smile and your face burn.  

You and Minho both helped your mother cook dinner while your dad and Chan watched a football match on tv. It all felt so right. Chan just fit into your patchwork family like he was a piece that always belonged. During dinner Minho managed to talk you into coming back to the apartment. You and him needed to talk about things still, he needed to apologize to you. After dinner Chan and you washed dishes and once everything was dried and put away the three of you headed home. The car ride was filled with more music than talking. There would be plenty of that to do once you all were home. 

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SR Kalim Al-Asim Beastly Garb Personal Story: Part 1

"No can do!"

Part 1 (Part 2)

[Sunset Savanna – Sunset Villa]

Kalim: Aaah! Breakfast was so goood!

Lilia: I agree. The food from the street stalls sure were tasty, but a grand breakfast from a high-class hotel is also excellent.

Kalim: It's all thanks to Leona that I get to have fun and eat the same stuff as you guys.

Lilia: Alright, we still have a ton of time until the Catch the Tail tournament starts. What should we do?

Kalim: Then, let's head out to town! We gotta celebrate Tamashina-Mina in style!

Lilia: Yes, let's do that!

Jamil: So this is the Sunset Villa, where Kalim is staying.

Jamil: I'm sure he's still asleep. I should wake him up as soon as I can.

Jamil: Hey, Kalim. Time to wake up. I'll go over the plans for the day. First, we'll go pay our respects to the royal family…

Jamil: …

Jamil: KALIM'S NOT IN THE ROOM!! WH-WHERE DID HE GO!?

[Sunset Savanna – Market]

Kalim: Oooh, there's a huge crowd here today, too. Everyone looks like they're having sooo much fun. Oh, I love festivals so much!

Kalim: Ah! Look, there's some people playing some instruments over there!

Lilia: You're right. Street-side musical performances like this are quite charming.

Lilia: When I last came to this country, there were people singing and dancing to music in the streets, too.

Lilia: The people of this nation enjoy music in many aspects of their everyday lives. What a lovely culture of people.

Kalim: Oh, I know! Hey, what if we ask to play with 'em?

Lilia: Great idea! We can show them what the Pop Music Club can do.

Kalim: Heeey! We wanna join you guys!

Townperson A: Yeah, sure, you're totally welcome to! Pick whatever instrument you'd like.

Kalim: Awesome. Thanks!

Kalim: Ummm… Which one should I choose? There's so many instruments here I've never seen before.

Lilia: These are all traditional instruments from the Sunset Savanna. …Oh! I've played this flute before.

Kalim: I think I could pick it up easily if it's some kind of drum. I play percussion all the time back in the Scalding Sands.

Kalim: Alright, let's play!

[playing ♪]

Townperson B: Hey, you guys are pretty good! I dig it!

Kalim: Really? All your singing and dancing's super awesome too!

Townperson A: Thanks, man!

Kalim: Heheheh, this is sooo fun!

Kalim: It woulda been great if Cater was here so we'd have the whole band together. That woulda been so much more fun.

Lilia: Agreed. We have to have fun for his sake too! And we'll tell him this story when we get back ♪

Kalim: Yeah! Let's go, Lilia!!

[playing ♪]

Kalim: Let's go! Everyone dance!

Townperson A: Thanks to your performances, so many more people are joining in!

Lilia: Woah, I didn't even notice that we're completely surrounded by a ton of the city folk. The Pop Music Club's free performance grand tour is a huge success!

Lilia: Kufufu. Even in a foreign country, we were able to show everyone exactly what we're capable of.

Townperson B: Tamashina-Mina is rain festival. It's said that the more energy thrown into it, the more rain we'll get.

Kalim: Oookay. Then we gotta go even more all out!

Townperson A: Thanks. This fruit is for you. Take it.

Kalim: Thanks! I'll bring it safely back home with me.

Townperson B: I'll give you this accessory too. I handmade this!

Townperson C: You should take one of the ornaments I have at my store, too. Take it as a memento of our fun performance together.

Kalim: Thanks so much for everything! Ahahah! Man, I really love festivals!

[Sunset Savanna – Arena]

Scalding Sands Staff Member: DID YOU FIND HIM OVER THERE――!!??

Jamil: HE'S NOT HERE――!!!

Jamil: This is bad… The Catch the Tail tournament is going to start soon.

Jamil: Kalim has to watch the competition from the VIP seats, so where did he go…!?

Referee: We'll now begin the first bout of the first match of the first round!

Referee: First competitor of the Night Raven College Team! Please step onto the arena!

???: YEAH!

Jamil: That voice, there's no way…

Jamil: K-KALIMMMM!?

Part 1 (Part 2)

Requested by @mister-jedblack.

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I woke up at 3:45 am with shrine music in my brain so I'm gonna yell a little about totk spoilers below fhhhhh mostly about game things no real plot stuff haha

the intRO :'D that mononoke touch ahhhhh idk why but specifically the scene/shot of link's hearts going down from the wiggly worm demon smoke thing is stuck in my brain/makes me feel emotional

also the whole 'I was gone for a bit and the world looks different but sort of the same/everyone moved on' made me feel a little like the evangelion movie when shinji wakes up and he's still the same gives me feeLINGS not necessarily bad; maybe a little bittersweet? idk

I keep giggling at how GOOFY some of the weapons look when they're fused and the names (like...thick stick stick or something LMAO)

the glee of using a rocket for the first time also I'm building the most basic shit hahah I'm not particularly good/creative at stuff like this

ahhhh I loved how there's still those big stone talus in the game and the first one I come across is disguised as a base for bokoblin

the instantaneous fuck off panic of running into those red arm/hands and panicking because you run out of stamina while running away hahah

speaking of tHE MUSIC OH MY GOD I love the shrine music so much? and the first time when you go to the depths when you're falling the tone shift is so eerie

exploring too far into an area where you're too underleveled and getting one hit killed by something haha

when you leave the sky islands for the first time I was hanging out at the very top and was like...surely they're not saying just to jump off? I thought you were supposed to build something to get down but I sorta just fell off for the heck of it and I was extremely charmed by the fact that they said yes you can jump off and just dive into some random body of water from miles above in the sky and again I love the music for that/when you're first introduced to the sky islands

sky islands fun but it's nice being on the ground hahahfg/having a glider now and not constantly breaking into a sweat at hEIGHTS haha like....I went to the top of the temple and crawled all the way around to the other side of the locked doors lmao but the amount of times I slipped and fell of those tiny ledges

I still love freefalling and using the glider at the last second

running into a tree for the first time HAHA and the ominous tiptoeing after you

also yeah controls feel better now/just had to play more but I still definitely keep pressing the wrong buttons for things

I think once I got off the sky islands and to the ground that was kinda when I got fully invested? like again before actually buying the game and playing it I was kinda like ehhh I'll probably play it some point

also the game reigniting my need for link zelda ganon ot3 content :'D

the fondness of having character designs be 3/4 torso ahahha

PURAH I love her ouTFIT

the little detail of chasing fish and the fish trying to escape actually beached themselves on the shore??

LINK HUMMING WHILE COOKING I've only recognized one song so far (saw someone on reddit say they also heard song of storms and it clicked in my brain so now two haha)

oh! I love the amount of nooks and crannies to explore! like all the wells and caves >:0

ngl didn't end up finishing botw (I absolutely did look up the ending before I played totk HAHA >:'D ) because I ended up exploring the majority of the map/got bored after that and I didn't particularly like how the map felt empty/the same after a while? idk if the same thing will pop up again for me in totk but I do like how there's some new enemies and it feels more lively so far? we'll see

ALSO LMAO fighting bokoblins with a moblin and the moblin just straight picking up a bokoblin and throwing it at me??

[blueberry-macaron]

45 for the kisses 🥺

First of all I'm so sorry this took so long, but life gets in the way and I just wasn't feeling super motivated. I hope I got this right because this turned more into Marinette pining hard, but I tried my best and I hope you enjoy!

(Also I have a few more of these sitting in my inbox and I will do them! Not sure when, but I'll work on them! I'm just super slow)

#45: Almost kisses

Something was different. Something about Luka. Something about him had… changed.

Well, actually that wasn’t true. Luka hadn’t changed. He was still cool and calm and sweet, just like on the first day she had met him. Since then Marinette had considered him a friend, and she was thankful for his generally relaxing presence in her rather chaotic life. She liked hanging out with him to stroll around the city on his bike, asking him for his opinion on her new designs for stage outfits (he always loved them) or to just observe him as his guitar rested gently in his lap, his fingers cradling the strings and his eyes fluttering shut as he played out people’s hearts. Mostly hers.

So that hasn’t changed.

What had changed though was the amount of times he would cross her mind during the day, which had gone up significantly. Most of the time he would just randomly pop up in her mind for no apparent reason. She’d think about his kind eyes, his smile, the painted finger nails, his colorful hair, his music.

It had been innocent at first and Marinette hadn’t thought too much about it. Thinking about your friends wasn’t anything too unusual. Luka and her were friends.

Good friend even.

She liked thinking about him.

Maybe he even thought about her from time to time.

Because that's what friends do.

Until those thoughts changed. She didn’t know when exactly or how or why, but Marinette was pretty sure friends weren't supposed to wake up in the middle of a night from a dream where said friend wouldn’t cradle the guitar strings but her cheeks instead as he'd slowly lean down, because he was a head taller than her, close to brushing her lips moments before she'd wake up, her cheeks burning to the point where she had to step out just to cool herself down.

The first time there was an inital shock, obviously, and Marinette was considerably more flustered when Luka was nothing more than mentioned in a conversation. But after confessing her dream to Alya, her friend had brushed it off, explaining how that that ‚didn’t have to mean anything‘. Which was probably true, dreams were random and didn’t mean anything. However even that didn’t help her that much, because when she had come to the Liberty again after a few days and saw Luka, she immediately forgot about the meaninglessness of dreams and couldn’t think of anything but her dream, making her blush like crazy. Luckily she could blame the hot summer sun when Luka asked her what was wrong.

From there on, it kept happening.

She thought about kissing Luka more and more.

And it drove her insane.

Becausy why would she even want to kiss Luka?

He was her friend!

Plus, she still had her very real crush on Adrien, of which she'd be reminded by Alya and the rest of the girls ever so often. Even though that whole thing was sort of on hold as of recent now that he was sort of dating Kagami, she couldn't deny that she'd still feel like an electric shock went through her entire body every time their eyes met and he'd give her a quick polite smile.

Nothing about him has changed either. He was still the sweet, kind boy who had given her an umbrella the first day they met.

She should be thinking about him.

She should be dreaming about him.

She should be fantazising about kissing him.

But she didn't.

Marinette didn’t understand, until one day when Luka waited in front of the school forthe band. He had given her a genuine smile when he had spotted her, excitingly asked her about her day and replaced the electric shocks with shy little butterflies dancing in her belly. He’d stand at the bottom of the stairs, Marinette standing in front of him just one step up so they’d were on eye level. And while he told her about his day, she’d sometimes look down to his lips, just for a second, and let herself imagine what it would be like if she just leaned forward a little, because with the way they were positioned, she really wouldn’t have to do much more-

Oh.

Her eyes widened at the realization.

Oh.

Of course Luka had immediately noticed the blush spreading across her face, because it was honestly hard not to, and asked her if she was okay, like the concerned friend he was. And Marinette couldn’t do anything but stand there and frantically nod, not trusting her mouth to not do anything stupid. Like kiss him. Or tell him ‚Oh Luka, I was just fantazising about us smooching because I had a dream about that and also…‘

also...

It was at this point Marinette had to admit to herself.

Luka wasn’t a friend to her. He was something more.

Because friends didn’t have that desire to kiss their friends.

But she really wanted to kiss Luka.

Of course, being herself, Marinette knew she could never bring herself to just… go for it. Especially not out of the blue like that. And while she liked Luka, she wasn’t sure how he felt about her. Sure, he was more touchy with her than anybody else and he kept playing her song and he gave her compliments all the time and so much more...

But she couldn’t just kiss him, even though she wanted to.

Even though there had been multiple chances for her to do so.

Like that one time where Kitty section had organized a sleep over. She and Luka had cooked dinner together and at some point he had turned up the volume of the music and had started to dance. He wasn’t exactly a dancer so it looked more dorky than anything, but that hadn’t stopped Marinette from joining him. So they moved around the living room, daning and laughing, until Luka had grabbed her hands and had started to spin her around in circles.

And there was this tingling in her heart again every time Luka pulled her closer just to release her the next second. If she just got onto her tippy toes, she could’ve given him a quick peck on the lips next time he pulled her towards him.

But she didn't.

Another time she had helped him apply eye liner after he kept messing up his right eye. Of course she had offered help and than had found herself sitting in his lap, holding her breath as she drew the wing on his eye lid. She was thankful his eyes were closed because she would've never been able to explain her gaze dropping down ever so often and she had to swallow hard when his eyes fluttered open and Marinette couldn’t tear her gaze away. For more seconds than what was probably appropriate, she remained seated in his lap as Luka kept eye contact with her, not saying anything. Her heart was pounding in her ears. Just a small dip forward and she could've pecked his lips.

But she didn't.

Then there was the time when she had taken his measurements for stage costumes where she could've asked him to lean down just a little more.

Or when she had burrowed her face into his shoulders during a horror movie. She really wouldn't have had needed to move that much.

Or the countless times where they had been sitting on his bed, across from one another as he played her feelings out and she could've just taken the guitar to put it down and moved a little closer, tilting her head to finally act on what she was fantasizing about for weeks.

And yet she hadn't.

Which was probably for the better.

During all those moments, Marinette had wondered why Luka looked at her so intensly, why it was her of all people he danced with, why he always looked so content whenever he played out her heart. That had to mean something, right?

Then again

Luka was very supportive of her crush on another boy, after he had figured it out after their kind-of-sort-of-double date with Adrien and Kagami where Marinette had dragged Luka along so that it would be less awkward for her to be the third wheel.

He had been the one encouraging her to go and talk to Adrien.

He had given her nothing but support.

Would he actually react like this, if he liked her?

How would he have reacted of she hadn’t gone after Adrien, if she had taken the metro home with him? Would that have changed anything?

Well, it probably would’ve been the smater choice, because even when she got Adrien to stop the car and wait for her

she still hadn’t done any talking.

Kagami was onto something when she had noted how hesitant Marinette was.

So she kept the thoughts about his lips and the butterflies in her belly to herself. Kissing dream Luka was good enough after all.

Until Bob Roth had stolen Luka's music and Marinette's costumes.

And Luka got akumatized.

Before running off, he had gone up to her and had confessed his feelings to her, in his usual poetic way.

Which had turned her into a blushy mess and caused her to take a little more time before transforming into Ladybug, fight and deakumatize him.

Everything went back to normal, and she thought even more about kissing him. Because after such a confession, how could she not?

Just before he was about to go on stage, she asked him if he remembered what he said to her. What did it mean? Was it real? Did he feel that way about her? Did he really feel that way about her?

But he didn’t remember.

Instead he put a hand on her shoulder

and said it again. Word for word.

You're the most extraordinary girl, Marinette.

Clear as a musical note.

Sincere as a melody.

You're the music that's been playing in my head since the first day we've met.

And she was lost. Lost in his beautiful blue eyes, looking at her with so much appreciation and love, like she was the most precious thing in the world to him. Actually it wasn’t much different from all the other times he lad looked at her, but now, she didn’t have to wonder if she was just imagining things.

This was real.

He still had his hand on her shoulder and stared into her eyes.

She stared back.

And it felt like time had stopped.

She stood there, heart thundering in her chest, butterflies fluttering through her entire body, her mind racing from „Luka likes me?“

to „Luka likes me!“

to „… would he also like kissing me?“

Never before did she want to kiss him this badly.

If she just took one little step closer, she could tug his jacket, get on her tippy toes and pull him down just a little and finally feel his breath over her lips and slowly close his eyes before the’d both give in, feeling their lips move against each other…

Wait, how was she even supposed to move her lips exactly?

Oh god, what if her breath was bad?

Would she even be able reach him with how tall he was or would he have to slouch over? Would that even be comfortable for him?

Oh god, she was overthinking again!

… What was she supposed to do with her hands?

Oh god!

Come on, just go for it already! That’s what you wanted the entire time...

… But shouldn’t she at least ask him if he wanted it too?

Yes, that would be a good start.

She opened her mouth.

Then Luka gave her shoulder a little squeeze, his smile got wider and in this moment, withthe colorful stage light hitting his face, he looked even more mesmerizing.

The „Can I kiss you?“ died on her lips.

He whispered „Wish me luck“ before he retrieved his hand and took a few steps away, still holding eye contact as long as possible, until he turned around to walk on stage.

Her gaze followed him and her heart sank.

Kagami was right, all she ever did was hesitate. If she just didn’t question her every move and actually followed up on the steps she had gone through in her head. She still couldn’t go through with it, even after him literally confessing to her in such a beautiful way! And she didn’t even say anything back, just stood there like a deer in the headlight.

Luka was in love with her.

She had been in love with Luka.

And she almost kissed him. Almost.

How can this be so hard?

Disheartened, she walked over to stand next to the camera in order to get a better view.

Luka caught her eyes and before going into his solo, he gave her that same loving smile he had given her minutes ago. Her heart sped up again and couldn’t help but smile back.

He had still confessed to her!

Meaning that he actually might want to kiss her, too.

This hadn’t been her only chance. This was just the beginning of something new. There were more opportunities to come for her to stare. To hesitate. To feel. And finally, to be brave.

Feeling more optimisic, she prepared herself to ask Luka after the show. Judgind by the way he smiled at her, she had a feeling he might say yes.

Send me a number and I’ll write a short(ish) Lukanette fic!

[whispersxwhimpers]

I wake up from a nap to hear my phone buzzing. I roll over to check my phone, It's a text from Master! It says, "Hey babygirl! I had to pop out and run some errands before we went out later. There's an outfit hanging up for you. Please be ready by 7pm. Love you Darling, xoxo 😘💕" I raise a brow, look down at my phone with a grin, and happily go investigate what they picked for me... I gasp! It's a stunning dress in their favorite shade! I blush as I hold it up against my body, and I think about so many things! Most of all, I think of how their hands feel tracing my waist and them pulling me in for a kiss. The whole time I spend getting ready, I ponder where we're going and what they have planned for us tonight.

7 o'clock rolls around, and I'm waiting on the porch. Master pulls into the driveway right on time! I giggle and smile as I step into their car. I lean in and greet them with a bubbly smile and a kiss. They smile and comment on how beautiful I look. I blush and happily thank them, I also thank Master for the dress! It accents every curve they love on me. They rest their hand on my inner thigh and can't stop stroking it. As we get further into the drive, we head near forest scenery. We're listening to music, I'm humming in their ear as I lay on their shoulder, closing my eyes. I ask where we're going, and they reply sternly. "Be patient." I glance at them, raise my eyebrows, and smirk at this commanding tone of theirs! I giggle, settle back into their shoulder and mockingly say, "Okay!~ Whatever you say!~" They pull over, and they slam the car in park.

Master turns to me, and I match their energy with my eyebrow raised, and I'm smirking. I roll my eyes and just stare ahead. They sigh and stare ahead as the headlights beam into the thick forest. Master says, "You know..I was gonna let you enjoy the scenery on the way...but since you wanna be mouthy--" without even batting an eye, they grip my chin and my eyes widen as they slap a piece of tape over my mouth before I can say anything else to piss them off. Master hears me muffle and smirks as I reach to rip the tape off. Before I can rip the tape off, they bind my wrists and ankles. Before I can see what they used to bind me, they blind my vision. I hear Master giggle at me and say, "So pathetic babygirl..." I roll my eyes and sneer in protest. Master chuckles evilly and brings me closer to lay on their shoulder while they start the car and drive. Im leaning on them, and after a few minutes of silence, they say, "Awww! What's the matter? Dont wanna hum anymore babygirl?" I roll my eyes. They giggle and say "Thats alright, I'm sure we all can get you to make pretty noises tonight." I raise my eyebrows, and my eyes widen as I think, "We?? Who is WE??" Master notices my eyebrows widen and reassures me, saying "Dont worry if you dont like the activity I have planned for us tonight, you let me know and we will have a more relaxed evening. Okay babygirl?" I nod in agreement.

I squirm in anticipation to see what they have planned. Master strokes my hair and says, "Patience, we're almost there." Time passes, and I eventually hear Master shift their car into park. They say, "We're here! Let me help you inside!" They come to my side of the car and help me out of it. I've always cherished how well Master takes care of me, inside and outside of play. I can't help but regress and cling to them whenever I go into my little space. We link arms, and I stick close to them as we walk until they direct me to stand still and wait. I hear them open the door, they walk me inside and direct me to stand and stay in a certain spot deep inside the mysterious enclosure. They caressed me sweetly, and whispered in my ear, "Dont move babygirl, I'll be back..." My blushing is out of control, and I nod shyly. The anticipation is sending my heart ablaze! I heard their foot steps trail back to the door and close it. As I hear it close, the aroma of burning wood fills the room, and it's so warm... I think to myself, "Is that a fireplace?"

I hear Masters footsteps trace back to me, approaching me from behind. They whisper as they kiss my neck. "Do you have an idea of where we are Darling?" Their breath trailing down my neck sends tingles up my spine. I sharply nod, and they smile. They take my tape off, and I smile and say, "Wow! Took you long enough!" Masters smile slowly fades as they get a serious expression on their face. I continue and say, "Also, I'm not stupid! Are we in a cabin??" To this, they slap the tape back on. They sigh and say, "We're gonna fix that bratty mouth of yours...arent we babygirl?" My blurry vision is restored while being unbinded. My eyebrows suddenly raise, and my eyes widen as I sharply inhale. Standing in front of me is a line of women in different colored masks wearing lingerie under hooded robes. One had a Red mask, one had a Green mask, and one had a Purple mask. If my mouth was free, my jaw would drop at the big reveal! My Master approaches me holding a Golden mask and says, "Are you up to being played with babygirl? If not, shake your head no. I will send them home. If you're up for it, nod yes, and we will proceed." I look at them to inspect them for a second... they all stare and study me as well. I take a moment to consider, then nod my head yes repeatedly in excitement! Master replies, "Someone's so excited and eager! How cute!" I giggle, roll my eyes, and shake my head as they put their mask on. Master chuckles sinisterly, and I hear a click. Master puts a blue collar on me. I feel the collar tighten, and I blush.

Master starts slowly undressing me, making my dress fall down to my hips. Master forcefully pulls the rest off as if their life depended on it. Im flustered and gasped as my bare body is exposed for everyone to see. I attempt to cover my breasts, but Master says, "Awww babygirl, are you shy?" I blush, smile, and continue to roll my eyes. I giggle and lower my arms and relax. Master whispers in my ear and says "That’s my girl." My heartbeat quickens as everyone is looking at me, my face is burning as I feel everyones gaze seering into different parts of my body. Master says, "Well, dont just stare. That's rude, isn't it?" I hear sinister giggling as they all approach me. Master looks at me smirking and says, "Hey..." Then looks up at them and says "Lets fix that bratty mouth of theirs, "and brings me to my knees.

Master rips my tape off, and she directs Green to come closer. Green approaches, and they have a girthy hung strap on under their robe. My eyes widen as I wonder how Im even going to fit them inside my mouth. Before I can even think another thought, Green softly grabs my jaw and caresses my cheek. Green grabs me by the hair and starts inching herself into my mouth. I start to gag a little, but with praise and Greens soft caressing, I start to deep throat them slowly. Master and Green hold me down and make me gag and choke on it when I get to the shaft. I moan, and my eyes start to tear up and roll back, then they grab me by the hair and slowly take it out. I gasp, pant, and drool. They all giggle at how messy my pretty mouth looks.

Master asks, "Now, will you mouth off some more?" I smirk and say softly. "Ever?" Green giggles and grabs me by the hair and re-enters my mouth. Master shakes their head and says "Filthy whore...since you want to act like one, you can be treated like one. Is that what you want?" Master grabs me by the hair and lifts my face to theirs, the cock leaving my mouth makes a popping noise. I pant and drool and have a glossed over look in my eyes. To gain my attention, they slap my face and ask sternly "Is it?? Answer me!" I say "Yes!" To this she smiles and pecks me on the cheek and says "Good girl." Then lets go of my hair, and I collapse on the bed Master made by the fire. I landed with my face first into their jacket...their smell always bring me comfort and warmth. I'm a panting mess, but before I can catch my breath, Green approaches me, and I look up at them. As soon as our gazes meet, they lift me up and set me on my knees, grab me by the head, and slowly inch their way in my gasping mouth. My lips wrap around them, and they slowly start to thrust in my mouth, lacing their fingers in my hair. I start bobbing my head, and they quicken their pace and hold my head still. They start to rail my throat, and my eyes roll back as I start to choke. They pull out, and I'm a crying, coughing, panting, drooling mess. They caress my face and slap my face with their cock and make me lick them from shaft to tip. I playfully swirled my tougne around the tip, flicked it, and kissed it making them want to fuck my mouth harder.

As my pretty mouth is being fucked, Master, Red, and Purple are caressing me and touching me everywhere. The feeling of hands being all over me was overwhelming! I was a dripping mess! I felt them caressing me, grazing my body with their fingertips, scratching me, biting me, gripping me, pinching me, I even felt kisses trail my body while I was serving Green...that especially tortured me. Wondering who was under those disguises was more torture than not having my needy holes filled in the moment.

Master smirks and walks up to a table nearby with toys laid out. Master grabs a leather crop and hands it to Purple. Master commands Purple to use it on me. Purple starts using it, full force on me when I least expect it. They aim for my ass making me wince and whimper at every strike. My bare cheeks slowly start to match the rosy color of the cheeks on my face, radiating just as hot as the fluttering in my chest. Master tells everyone to feel free to take a toy to use on me or themselves. But the only rule is, I have to use it on them, they cant use it on themselves. "You see she has free hands, dont you? Make use of them!" Green pulls out of my mouth and goes to glance at the toys on the table.

Master starts inspecting me while I'm on all fours, trying to catch my breath. They start inpecting my needy hole, they edge me and swirl their fingertip around my clit a few times. They feel how wet I am, and Im soaking! Master cant take it anymore, they slowly inch their cock inside of me by surprise and my moans are suddenly muffled by Red's cock. They both slowly start thrusting deeper and deeper into me. The mixes of pleasure of being filled and the stinging from being lashed and being stretched fill my body, makes me whimper and whine over and over. As my moans start to build, I feel myself about to cum. Finally, what I've been aching for! Suddenly, Master and Red pull out. Master looks into my tear filled eyes glancing into theirs, frustrated they pulled out. Master says "Babygirl, youre gonna have to show us all how much you want to cum." I start to damn near cry because I ache to cum so bad. Green puts a toy in my hand while Master tells Purple to pause, lashing me and pick out a toy for themselves. Purple glances at me and points at me. Master chuckles and asks, "Is she your toy?" Purple nods and giggles, Master says, "Cute! Well, let's play with our toy!"

Red lays on the bed, and Master sits me on their cock in a cowgirl position. I gasp and moan as I feel Red enter me, their strap is bigger than I'm used to. My moans calm as I feel myself stretch around them. They grip my hips and start rocking me on their cock, slowly stroking inside of me. I let out light moans and "Mmms" as Master places a toy in my hand and slowly inches it inside of them. Purple grabs me by the hair, and makes me gaze at them and smirks at me before shoving my face into their pussy. I lap up their wetness with my tougne, and I sharpen my tougne and run the tip of my tougne up and down their slit. Their head thrusts back as a moan escapes their lips. I start working circles around their swollen throbbing clit, and they start to gasp and pant. As I do this, I feel Green slowly start to edge themselves on the toy they placed in my hand, I surprise them and slowly inch the toy inside of them and fill them. They bite cry out moaning and grip my arm. This makes me thrust into them at a slow pace, feeling them stretch around me. Master praises me, and tells me how good I'm doing at focusing. Everyones moans flood the room and I love that I'm making everyone feel as good as theyre making me feel. Naturally, since I'm a people pleaser.

I start bouncing on Reds cock harder and my moans muffle into Purple as I flick my tougne and swirl it around faster. I also keep pumping the toys faster to please Master & Green. Masters moans build as they grip me tightly, they cant it take anymore and cum all over my hand. I feel them shudder and stroke my arm while panting. They quickly recover and caress me and say "Good girl...now once you make everyone else cum, you may cum babygirl." My eyes roll back at the thought, and it possesses me to give everyone my all. Green starts to clench my arm hard and rubs their clit. I match their speed and thrust into them, they cum super hard and caress my hair as they kneel next to me. Purples moans build more as I suck on their clit and flick my tougne. I bury my face into them and hold them close to me by the hips so they can stay in place. Purple shudders as they buck their hips, squeal, and cum hard all over my lips. Purple practically collapses to the floor.

Master nods to Red, and Red starts wrapping their soft hands around my neck. My eyes widened, and they started choking me while thrusting deep inside of me. I start to grip their thighs, and then I start to slide a finger inside of them as I notice their legs are spread while pounding me. I hear them deeply moan and softly say, "ffffuck!" beneath me. I slowly work my way up to their speed, and we match each other. I feel Red shudder and convulse beneath me and I think I made Red cum. Before I can ask if they did, they grab my arms and pin them behind my back and start ferally thrusting into me. This sends me gasping and whimpering. I squeal and scream "Fuck!~" over and over until my eyes roll back and all I can do is gasp and pant and convulse. I feel everyone caressing me and kissing me again, and I feel Master whisper in my ear and down my neck "Cum for us Princess" and I instantly start squealing "Thank you!~" over and over again. I cum so hard I collapse into the bed. I feel so many people trying to deliver after care and affection at once, but I was blind to who was doing what. I was so fucked out, my eyes wouldnt work, everything was hazy...soon after, I pass out from all the stimulation.

I woke up the next morning in fresh sheets and comfy baggy clothes my Master picked out for me. My hair is wet, and I smell of lavender, I smile as my heart is warm at the realization Master cleaned me up. I look around, and my eyes widen as I'm surrounded by them all again. Except they're holding me and snoozing. I gaze at them, thinking it would be the perfect time to unmask everyone...but instead I snuggle into my Master instead, who is the only one who is unmasked. Maybe I'm learning not to be such a brat and be patient after all! Master feels me snuggle into them, and they bring me closer. They kiss my forehead and whisper, "That's my girl, get some sleep." I close my eyes and snuggle into them and quickly doze back off.

[ratwavegamehouse]

I make a lot of playlists. I've made two for Terminal, an upcoming digital pirate action game coming to Kickstarter on July 20th (written by me, illustrated by Gormengeist, edited by Alyssa Ridley).

There's lot of different reasons I'll make a playlist. Capturing a mood, something to create a certain mood, processing feelings. I make playlists for most books I do and they're usually doing one of those others for me as well.

This post I'll share both playlists and run through one which will also work as a sneak peak at the game.

The first playlist (the Digital Pirate Action mix) is a long sprawling one that I keep adding to. It's stuff that feels like Terminal vibes, whatever that means. It's lot of alternative hip hop, dark ambient, harsh noise, some pop songs and then songs from various influences sprinkled in. There's a character in Terminal called The Hedonist, an obsolete program and pirate contact who runs a nightclub for others who've escaped deletion. I imagine the Digital Pirate Action mix as what's playing in her club.

The second playlist (Enter the Terminal) I made more recently, after a conversation on a yet-to-be-released episode of This is Your Lifepath where we talked about music. In this case it's a linear playlist where each sings maos to aspect of the book. It's less concerned with being a cohesive listening experience and more about whatever songs reminded me of different things.

Gonna do a run through of this second playlist and explain some of my thoughts, also because it's a useful way to preview the game.

Song 1 - Break the Glass by Clipping.

This is essentially a mood setter. I think of it like an opening credits song. The repeated refrane of "wake up", lines about "life binary in Morse code". I was thinking of unreality.

Song 2 - Gospel for a New Century by Yves Turner

This song I'm also thinking about breaking from the simulation.

Song 3 - A Drop of Nelson's Blood by Jarvis Cocker

I needed a sea shanty (in this case a cover of a sea shanty) to set the mood in the Wake, the real world. Long ago, before anyone can remember, the robots and humanity shattered the moon and the world flooded, reshaping landmasses. Now the pirates of Libertatia, those who've awoken from the simulation, battle the Robot Authority on the waves.

Song 4 - Road to Hell II from Hadestown

In the world of Terminal there is story of the omen, someone who emerges in each iteration of the Terminal with extraordinary power. They use this to battle the system and hope to overthrow it. They have always failed. This song choice reflects, the idea of trying again, in the hope things might turn out different this time.

Song 5 - Saint by Deaf Havana

For this song I was thinking a lot about the pressure the pirates are under. Specifically I ended up thinking about Captain Breach, the chair of the Captain's Council, who has this position at what is going to be a pivotal moment in Libertatia's history.

Song 6 - Miracle by CHVRCHES

I wanted a song to represent the character of The Seer, a program with the power of precognition, who often aids the pirates but is ultimately still a routine part of the Terminal's function and so is difficult to trust.

It was hard to find a song that really fit, and honestly this doesn't feel like it fits perfectly but I think I'm almost imagining from the perspective of a pirate wanting to feel trust.

Song 7 - I'm Beginning to Think You Prefer Beverly Hills to Me by Fight Like Apes

This was about the aforementioned Hedonist. An upbeat song about firing fit their attitude to being declared obsolete. She intends to dance to the night away until the curtain falls, rather than fighting back.

The Hedonist's starting point of inspiration was the character of the Merovingian from the Matrix sequels. Her role in the world ended up drawing from Carrie Ann Moss's character in Mass Effect 2. They also, in my interpretation of them, ended up having some Jareth the Goblin King vibes. She's one of the NPCs I end up thinking about a lot.

Song 8 - Not in This World by Kids in Glass Houses

A campaign of Terminal begins with the startup operation Run, Atalanta, Run, a scenario designed to introduce players to how the game plays and the world as a whole as well as sparking the overall campaign. It involves your crew trying to help free a restless sleeper known as Atalanta. It's the thing in the book thats going for the plot of the first Matrix film the most.

I was thinking of the character Atalanta with this song choice. The lyrics "Don't wanna see, I want an ocean, and all of the madness, so give me your worst" feels very them.

Song 9 - Heel Turn 2 by The Mountain Goats

The major scenario arcs in Terminal are called Crashes, and each could escalate to the point of being the games finale. I picked a song for each crash.

Heel Turn 2 is for Curations of The Archivist. The crew faces of again an obsolete program who's former role involved cataloging everything important in an iteration. Now they turn to capturing and freezing everything they find value in, eventually threatening to cause enough instalibity to kill everyone in the system.

Heel Turn 2 felt appreciate for this bitter character lashing out.

Song 10 - Zero Zero by Gerard Way

The Crash Multiplied by 0 involves faxing off against the titular 0, a former special agent turned living virus who threatens to assimilate the entire Terminal (their analog should be fairly obvious to anyone who's seen the Matrix films).

This was an on the nose song choice but the refrain of "Call me zero you are zero" is pretty perfect for the way they assimilate others.

Song 11 - Frankenstein by Rina Sawayama

Corruptions of The Passenger involves facing a new plot by the Robot Authority, involving a program who can hack into pirates mind and leave bots that take over. The first known hacked pirates is Orpheus, appropriately named for their failure to avoid looming back.

I love the album Hold the Girl so much. I think this placement here is almost imagining this as from Orpheus to The Passenger.

Song 12 - The World We Knew from Sayonara Wild Hearts

The Dying Dream is where a lot of the games Paprika influence is. The crew venture into a firewalled off domain where nightmares have begun to bleed from the mind of a dying sleeper. Much of the dreams fixate on the fears and regrets of the sleeper which led to me picking this song from Sayanora Wild Hearts.

Song 13 - Born to Lose by Jenny Owen Youngs

The Twin Peaks influence I may have mentioned before is sprinkled throughout the game, sometimes in direct riffs like the character of The Arm in the Dying Dream, but also in general vibes and logic of certain places like The Seer's domain. The Crash Tortures of The Killer draws some influence from Twin Peaks and Blue Velvet, and involves The Killer, a disgusting program deployed by The Puppeteer, threatening lingering threads to the crews sleeping past.

The lyrics "Somewhere in the night, a man is standing by/With a deal you won't be able to refuse/No, you can't call him, but expect your phone to ring/And brother, you prepare yourself to/Offer up what you were born to lose" reflects the way The Puppeteer wants to blackmail the crew into doing their bidding.

Song 14 - Life on Land by Dessa

The Crash Sailor's Warning is the only Crash taking place mostly in the Wake, the real world. It involves tensions at the heart of Libertatia, and challenges the crews relationships with their pirate comrades.

Using a song called Life on Land for this Crash is partly being cutesy but also a lot of the song does feel like it drives at the mindset of the central NPC Captain Wail.

(Not related to Sailor's Warning but the lines "I'm just a girl, in the body of a boy, in the belly of a whale" also really brought to mind transness in Terminal specifically.)

Song 15 - Volunteer DJ by Fishboy

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Ok so I won't say what this song relates to textually, but thematically I was thinking about the last and what gets left behind.

Song 16 - Black Wave by K.flay

So as mentioned before any of the Crashes can become the games finale, the Total System Crash, where as well as defeating the central threat you'll determine the fate of Libertatia and this iteration of the Terminal. This song fits for facing something as immense as the fate of two worlds and also musically fits for like a final montage as you prepare for the last showdown.

Song 17 - There is a Place for You Here by Left at London

Figured the last song on this playlist is almost like an end credits song for the book. The lyrics remind me of some of the more emotional and subtextual themes of the game.

Like I said, less musically cohesive then the other playlist, like very much made up of songs I listened to a lot that I linked to different things. Probably also influenced by my mood when I made it, which was kinda depressed over some personal life things. It's got a more melancholy tone then the playlist I made have made a week before or a week after.

Anyway so that's two playlists about Terminal, which as a reminder is coming to Kickstarter on July 20th. Please follow the pre-launch at terminal.ratwave.uk and back when we go live!

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 3- Rookie King Episode 1

Chapter Summary: Jen hopes that luck is on her side so she doesn't get a skull card and endure punishment for the first episode of Rookie King. Jen assists Jungkook after his spicy punishment. Suga gets his revenge on Jen after what she did to him in one of the punishments.

Words: 4,000+

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'Bulletproof Boy Scouts & Girl Scout'

'The broadcast will start shortly'

'Screen under adjustments'

The show opens up with Jin sitting at a table, looking like a news broadcaster.

"Hello, I'm VJ Bangtan Commando's MC Jin! In the year 2013, BTS who's hit the idol industry like a comet with their likable looks and overpowering charisma, they've received a lot of love. The things that have not been revealed till now, the 8 members' private dorm life and Bangtan's

Flavor House. Also the activities in the practice studio. We the VJ Bangtan Commandos have it all covered. Let's take a look together!" He smiled

As the show continues, they reveal the inside of BTS' dorm as the members are still asleep.

'2013 Music industry, BTS is here to take over! The name that you won't forget after the first hearing, BTS! Today we're going into their daily lives. The members who are flustered at the camera's intrusion! Inevitably their sleepyselves and even bare faces are all revealed. The practice studio overwhelmed with manly scents along with Jennie's perfume and up till a fansign session's venue! Bangtan's 24-hour daily life, follow me'

'We're finally here, this is none other than BTS' home sweet home!'

The camera pans down to the shoes of the boys of BTS.

'It cannot be unseen the smell from men's passion! We wonder how Miss Bangtan deals with the smell'

The cameras head into the dining room where they see Jennie in a pair of yellow baby duck pajamas, eating some eggs for breakfast. Barefaced with a little bit of acne and her hair in a messy bun, she was wide awake, playing a game on her phone. She was oblivious to the camera crew walking in as she had her headphones in, listening to music.

A few moments later she senses movement from the corner of her eye and looks up, to see the camera crew and the manager. 

"Whoa!" She dropped her phone on her eggs and fell out of her seat.

She's left with chuckles as the manager helps her up. "Thank you. What in the world is going on? Darn it, my phone." She took her phone off her eggs as the manager explained why the camera crew was there.

"O-oh." She replied with her face heating up from embarrassment. She turned to the camera and waved. "Hi! Yeah, I totally need to get used to this. Hey, how ya doing guys?" 

She bowed. "I'm Bangtan member Jennie. The first African-American female in a boy K-Pop group. It's really humbling. Oh, and I'm way cooler than the rest of them just to let you know. Me falling was my awesome entrance. I have my own room. Smaller than the others, but it's perfectly fine. The rest of the guys gotta share. It's pretty nice to just have girl time by myse-"

She's cut off as she suddenly trips over pairs of shoes in the hallway. 

"UN-believable!" She exclaimed and started cleaning up their shoes. "Being in a household with seven guys...I'll never get used to it."

"Do you usually wake up early?" The camera crew asked her.

"Yep! I love mornings. I'm a morning person."

'While Miss Bangtan tries to calm herself down and get ready for the day, we continue to look at the identifiable ornaments to possessions of teen boys laid all around. Taking a look at their basic necessities. All the chicken breast meat kept neatly in the fridge! Ah Hyung's crying...crying!!'

As the camera crew heads into BTS' bedroom, Jennie finishes eating and continues getting ready for the day. She heads into the closet to see Tae putting on his shirt backward.

'Excuse me Tae Teacher, you've worn your shirt inside out'

"Dude, your shirt is backward." She laughed. Tae grinned cheekily as she fixed his shirt.

'Jennie to the rescue!'

After BTS and Jennie finish getting ready, they head out for the day.

'Wherever they are Bangtan's contagious happiness, they all look excited'

The group happily stepped into their favorite restaurant and sat down at the table. 

"You sure you're not full? I can eat your food for you!" Jungkook offered with a grin, hoping she'd say yes.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Nope! You're not taking my food like you did last time!" She accused

"Wha? I did no such thing!" He tried to look innocent, playing off a confused facial expression.

"Jungkook took all her food when she went to the bathroom," J-Hope explained to the camera.

"Jimin helped me!" Jungkook admitted.

"I did not!" Jimin stammered 

"Ha! You just ratted yourself out!" Jennie pointed at him. "So it WAS you." She crossed her arms and shook her head.

After they get settled down, Rapmon is asked why they come to this particular restaurant. "We've been coming here to eat ever since we were trainees and also since the basement floor is our practice studio. So while going to the practice studio when we have to eat, the aunt here takes such good care of us. Even during our breaks at least 2 of our meals in a day would be eaten here."

"Her cooking reminds me of being home with my mom. It's so good! As soon as I came to Seoul and met BTS, Rap Monster immediately took me there. I always look forward to eating here." Jennie addressed.

After their meal, the rest of their day consisted of practicing in the practice studio, and then the fan meeting in Gwangju, J-Hope's hometown for a fan sign. They took their seats at the fan sign, Jennie looked in awe at the very excited fans while sitting in between J-Hope and V.

"Whoa." She murmured looking at all the Jennie fansigns. 

This was something she'd never get used to. They were all so decorated and had so many hearts. She was happy with the support BTS was getting.

'Fans who are happy seeing oppas and Jagi, Bangtan too are excited to receive all the support'

There were male fans there too, especially there to see Jennie, giving her cute gifts and shyly confessing their crushes on her, making her face heat up. She received tons of cute presents from the fans. They even got her the Smarties candies from America which shocked her the most as she told them it's her favorite type of candy. They let her know that they paid attention to some of the photos she would post on BTS' Twitter and would always see Smarties with her. 

"NO WAY!" She squealed in excitement at the smarties. "Thank you so much!"

She loved the chalky colorful tablets. She could never get enough and if she could get sponsored by them, she would.

"We're gonna have a very hyper Jennie later on tonight." Jin sighed.

"Yay! I love hyper Jennie! I can't wait to see it!" J-Hope encouraged.

"Meeting your fans like this today, how are you feeling?" The camera crew asked after the fan meet.

"Y'know I still can't believe it. People really are interested in BTS and people here actually take interest in me. The amount of support they give us is so amazing. It's hot as fudge but seeing our fans today even in this hot weather was so worth it."

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'Bangtan Secret Camera'

'8:00PM SangAmDong SBS Prism Tower'

BTS and Jennie were being informed by the fake writer, what their filming was about. They were told to film in an elevator and it has a camera on the top. Meanwhile, BTS was on standby with no idea what was to come. First up was Jimin then it was Jin, V, Jungkook, and Rap Monster.

"Jennifer." Her name was called as she looked up at the producer. "You're up."

She happily stood up. "Let's go!" She gave the camera a thumbs up and went into the elevator.

As soon as it closed, she started to ponder. "Let's see...what should I do?"

She starts goofing off by doing jumping jacks and shadow boxing. 

"Here is your winner! And new champion~ Jennie! Woo hoo!" She cheered and began doing the Gangnam Style dance to celebrate.

'Jin was right. Jennie had too many smarties and began to act hyper. If only J-Hope was here to see this.'

In addition to her hype nature, she began to beatbox 50 Cent's In Da Club, rocking back and forth, preparing the rap. "Go, go, go, go, go, go. Go shawty, it's ya birthday, we're gonna party like it's ya birthday, we gon' sip Bacardi like it's ya birthday."

'This sugar rush is intense'

Afterward, she pretended to have a hat on as she attempted to moonwalk and dance like Michael Jackson, singing Billie Jean. At one point she ended up kicking out her leg and accidentally kicked the elevator. 

"Whoops." She grins sheepishly at the camera.

Afterward, she starts doing the Carlton dance with a goofy smile on her face. She was so into the dance she didn't hear the elevator ding and open, stopping on the 6th floor. As soon as a cute guy begins walking in on the phone, she shrieks, tripping on her feet and falling on the floor.

The guy had to contain his laughter as she scrambled up to her feet and fixed her hair before clearing her throat. Face heated, she backs up to the corner, with her head down in embarrassment.

Meanwhile, the guy presses all the buttons before standing across from her in the back of the elevator. 

"You're breaking up with me?" The guy asked in shock as Jennie looked up to see him looking troubled on the phone. "Please don't do this, Jagi..." He let out a breath and hung up, looking sad

'Awkward...' She mouthed to the camera, looking up at it. 

She did feel bad for the guy, getting broken up over the phone. She raised her head to see the guy looking at her as she shot her face down to her feet again, flustered. She let out a nervous laugh. 

Suddenly a whole group of people rush in, crowding the elevator as the cute guy gets extremely close to her as they're chest to chest.

'Oh-my God.' She mouthed to the camera on top of the elevator. 'HELP-ME'

She turns her head to the side and fails to move around thanks to everyone crowding her way. She squeezes her eyes shut to try to get away from the awkwardness but with no avail as she opens her eyes, looking down to the side.

As soon as they reach the 15th floor, everyone gets out and she sighs out of relief. But suddenly, she hears them say, "You've been pranked."

"Wh-what?! SERIOUSLY!?" She screamed as everyone started laughing while the door closed. "That was so embarrassing! GAH!" She groaned and ran her hands through her hair.

On the 12th floor, everyone was waiting for her as they applauded her and laughed at her reaction.

"You guys are so mean!" She laughed and stumbled out of the elevator. "THAT was so embarrassing!" She fanned herself to get rid of the heat she was feeling all over her body.

"The girl suddenly came on the 6th floor, too?" Rap Monster asked.

"No, it was a guy. He was so close, man. I couldn't even say anything, I was so flustered."

She turned to the camera. "I was so shocked, but that was really fun."

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'King/Queen of the end plate'

"BTS, I welcome you to King/Queen of the end plate." The manager said as everyone clapped

'A game that tests their luck! King/Queen of the end plate is starting!'

"I wonder who will be the king. Or if Jennie will be the Queen." J-Hope pondered

'BTS, King/Queen of the end plate. Testing their luck with cards.'

'1. From all the 8 cards, only one is the King's/Queen's. If the King's/Queen's card is pulled out, he/she is exempted from all the punishments.'

'2. For the rest of the members, they'll get 6 safe cards and one skull card.'

'The member who turns the skull cards and pulls them out will win the penalties!'

'The fate game that can test the member's luck will start now'

"Hello, I'm Rap Monster who today, luckily took over Bangtan's good luck." He said as he sat in the middle. Jennie sat in between J-Hope and Suga. "BTS' sauna rally will start now!" He announced as everyone woo'ed and applauded.

'STAGE 1'

"One. Two. Three." Rap Monster opened up the box. 

'Flick without moving the body.' 

"I know some people who have been practicing their flicks." he pointed out.

"Last time I received one from Jimin on the hand," J-Hope said. "My hand was burning."

Rapmon distributed the cards as everyone eagerly awaited his countdown, putting their cards face down on the mat.

"One, two, three!" He yelled as everyone flipped over their cards, revealing Jimin having the Skull Card.

Loud cheers and yells were heard as Jimin started freaking out that he got caught. Suga began happily dancing goofily while Jennie high fives J-Hope and Jungkook. Jimin whined in despair, still in disbelief.

"V will be the one who will do it," J-Hope announced as Jimin got on his back in the middle, getting held down.

"How much have I taken care of you!" Jimin exclaimed to V. 

All of a sudden V flicked him on the forehead as a chorus of ohs surround him. He sits up and places his hand on his forehead to get rid of the stinging sensation.

"He hit him without any hesitation." Rap Monster said in awe

They placed Jimin back down again as J-Hope mimicked an elbow drop, frightening him as he laughed.

"Since it's the warm up round I'll go easy on you." J-Hope decided and flicked him on the forehead.

"Tears have started to appear in Jimin's eyes!"

Jennie's muffled laughs were heard as she tried to cover her mouth.

"How many people are left?" Jimin exclaimed as he was held back down. 

Suga flicked his forehead as a clear sound was heard. Jimin quickly sat up, holding his forehead in pain.

"Woo! That was a good one!" Miss Bangtan high fived Suga.

'STAGE 2'

'Raw egg? Boiled egg? Between 7 boiled eggs, which one is the raw egg?'

They choose cards again before flipping them over, revealing Jin having the skull. Jin is laid on his back while everyone else has their eggs. 

Jimin is the first one to smack the egg on Jin's forehead but Jin hesitates. "Wait a bit, wait a bit, why do you hit me like that? H-here...hit sideways, sideways!"

Jimin started practicing his egg smashing at a crazy speed, making everyone chuckle. 

"I'm really scared, really." Jin admited. "Just do it fast."

Jimin smashed the egg on his forehead but it turns out it was raw. J-hope and V go next and it was the same result. Then it was Miss Bangtan's turn as she kneeled before Jin.

"Jin, are you still going to make those cookies for me?" She grinned, before moving some hair from his forehead. 

Earlier today after practice, Jin mentioned he was in the mood for baking and wanted to bake some cookies. Jennie requested him to make sugar cookies.

"I dunno, do you have the raw egg?" He questioned, looking up at her.

"Maybe. Maybe not." 

"If you have the raw egg, I'm not making you cookies. I refuse to reward you cookies if you hit me with a raw egg." He scolded.

"Can I have her cookies then?!" Jungkook raised his hand, earning giggles from the guys.

"Wha-are you-NO!" She stammered to Jungkook before turning back to Jin. "That's it, you asked for it! HIII-YAAA!" She yelled and smashed the egg on his forehead, making a clear and loud smacking noise.

"Yikes!" Rap Monster said with shock. "She packs a punch."

"Nice hit!" J-Hope praised.

"Just as expected from Miss Bangtan." Jimin cheered.

"Oh great, it's boiled. I can get my cookies." Jennie clapped for herself.

"No cookies for you." Jin declared.

"I will get my cookies!" She replied with a huff.

After J-Hope, and V went, it was Jungkook's turn. "Do you have any displeasure against Jin-ssi?" Rap Monster asked.

"He orders Jennie and I around a lot!" Jungkook replied, earning laughs from everyone.

"Oh yeah, he really does. I smacked him good, though! I just...really want my cookies." Jennie responded

"Well of course the oldest one orders the youngest ones around a lot!" Rap Monster replied.

As soon as Jungkook smacks Jin with the egg, it breaks, turning out to be raw as everyone gets hyped, happy that it finally broke. Jin slowly stood up, with a red forehead.

"What is this?" He asked the camera crew.

'Jin is still handsome-Jin even after hit with raw egg'

'STAGE 3'

'Bangtan's Sikhye drink king/queen!'

"What's sikhye?" Jennie asked the guys, still getting used to Korean food.

"It's a sweet rice drink. The staff seemed to have prepared Sikhye for one of us. I actually accidentally drank some of it before we started this and I spat it out immediately." she was told

"Oh dear..." She cringed. "I don't trust it! Please don't let it be me!"

"The sihkye has of course, sikhye, a little bit of vinegar and salt." Rap Monster informed as Jennie widened her eyes, looking at him like his crazy.

"Heck no! Oh my gosh, PLEASE don't make me have the skull card this time." She groaned

Everyone gets their card and they flip it over, revealing Jimin again with the skull card as he jumps away, landing on his back. 

"WOO!" Jennie happily cheered with the rest of the guys, raising her hands in the air. "Thank ya, Jesus!"

Jimin started bowing on the mat, mentally preparing for his fate as the guys started singing 'A-PINK's NoNoNo' to him, making Jennie giggle. J-Hope sniffed the cup of Sihkye that Jimin had to drink and immediately made a face of disgust, handing it to him.

Jimin held his nose and took a big gulp before coughing and placing his head down.

'STAGE 4'

'Acupressure massage'

'Acupressure massage in order to loosen BTS' knotted muscles'

"The people who haven't received it don't know how much it hurts," Jimin replied

Everyone gathers their cards and quickly flips them over, revealing Suga who has the card. 

"Oh no, Suga!" Jennie laughed

A woman comes over and begins her acupressure massage on Suga as he yells in pain, groaning out how much it hurts while the guys clap and fail to suppress their laughs. Jennie looks on in amusement. After the massage was done, everyone gathered back for the next stage, before questioning how the massage could be the 4th stage. 

"You all...it looked like it didn't hurt right? It re-ally hurts." Suga stressed

"Your face has gone white." J-Hope pointed out.

"Yeah, I've been noticing that ever since the massage. You okay Suga?" Jennie asked, suppressing a chuckle.

"Do I look O-K to you?" He halfheartedly glared at her, earning a giggle from her.

'STAGE 5'

'Makeup.'

'The members will do your makeup and convert you into a beauty!'

"I'll have a blast if Jennie gets this one." Jimin teased, thinking of some evil tricks in mind for her.

"HA! HA! HA! NO!" She replied, earning a giggle from him. "I'm looking forward to a second Miss Bangtan that I can makeover. Is it you Jimin? I'll happily do your makeup for you."

"HA! HA! HA! NO!" He mocked her.

Everyone gathers their cards and flips them over to reveal Suga again, who cringes while everyone else whoops and celebrates.

'Suga is the king for the 2nd time!'

"Why is it me again?" Suga questioned before laying down on his back while V began placing makeup on his face. 

Then the rest of the members add on. Jennie decides to draw smiley faces with the black eyeliner on his nose, sides of his cheeks and chin. Then she writes, 'Jennie is awesome' on top of his forehead, making the guys snicker.

"Jennie...what-are you-doing to my face?" Suga questioned in his deep voice.

"Oh, nothing...just making you beautiful." She replied with a bright smile.

"I'm going to kill you if I see what I think I know you're drawing." He playfully threatened her.

J-Hope and Jimin gasped loudly and grabbed onto Jennie, hugging her. 

"You can't hurt our Jennie! She's our precious little Miss Bangtan! Don't worry, we'll save you from Suga's wrath!" J-Hope reassured with a smile.

Suga couldn't help but smirk, already plotting revenge. "No, they won't. Be on your toes, Smartie." He teased.

"Ooh, I'm so scared. Nice try Suga. I'm not falling for it." She remained unfazed.

Jimin places lipstick on Suga while everyone tells him how pretty he looks. After his makeup was done, Suga got up to everyone laughing and applauding. He stands to see what his face looks like and stumbles back in shock.

"Whoa! What is this!? What!?" He exclaimed. "I feel like I've become a newlywed bride. Prettier than Jennie."

"Oh~ Jennie has some competition." Rap Monster pointed out.

"Really?" She deadpanned

STAGE 6'

'Chili Horseradish'

'The one who receives the punishment has to eat the eggs with the horseradish the staff has prepared.'

"Gross!" Jennie sticks out her tongue while everyone asks why this a punishment. "I would like to live today, please!" She pleads to the producers with the guys.

Everyone flips open their cards to reveal Suga again as he starts laughing while everyone else celebrates. 

"WOO HOO! Triple King! Snooze you lose buddy! HA!" She pumped her fist up in the air.

"Guys I've received the triple crown...this is definitely set up between the writers and Rap Mon."

Suga accused. "This is a conspiracy!"

V places the chili horseradish right in Suga's mouth. He reluctantly chews it and starts cringing and laughing because of the salt while the rest of the guys celebrate because they weren't forced to eat it. Meanwhile, Suga begins to tear up.

"Poor Suga." Jennie patted him on the back.

'STAGE 7'

'Ai! It's hot.'

Everyone flips over their card to reveal Jungkook getting the skull card and everyone gets hyped.

"AHHHH!"

"Golden maknae~ golden maknae~" The guys stood up and started dancing around while Jennie jumped up and down.

"AWE YEAH! I didn't get chosen at all! Beginner's luck!" She danced around with J-Hope.

The final punishment was Jungkook wearing multiple layers of clothing, including a Santa hat, and eating hot ramen in the charcoal sauna room. Jennie approached Jungkook after he was prepped.

"Jungkook I just want to say it was nice knowing you." Jennie addresses with a sad smile.

"Does it end like this? It was nice knowing you too, Jennie. C-can I have a hug before I go?" He grinned shyly and opened up his arms.

She playfully sniffed. "I'm gonna miss you." She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her cheek against his layered chest. In return, he wrapped his arms around her for a warm, friendly hug, oblivious to the rest of BTS walking over to them.

"Ooh! Group hug!" J-Hope intervened, joining by wrapping his arms around the two, who chuckled in response. Afterward, the rest of BTS follow suit before releasing each other.

After they finish filming Jennie waits for Jungkook to get out of the sauna as he sighs out of relief.

"Hey! You're alive!" She beamed, hugging him after he took off the extra layers. "...And sweaty. Very sweaty. Thanks." 

She released him and wiped the sweat off his damp face a towel she had in her hands. "And your breath is really spicy." she pointed out

"Sorry." He grinned sheepishly as she handed him a cold bottle of water. "You're a lifesaver. It's so hot in there." He rubbed the water bottle all over his face.

"Well when you wear layers in a sauna, you're bound to sweat more than usual." she teased

"Thanks, Captain Obvious." He started drinking the water in big gulps.

She rolled her eyes with a smile. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better now, thanks to you! I appreciate you looking out for me."

She was flattered by his kind words. "Well, you know...I'm Miss Bangtan after all. More awesome than you-"

"All right let's not go too far. You're nowhere near as awesome as me." He interrupted playfully.

"Well, who was the Maknae that got caught with the skull card and who didn't?" She countered, leaving him stuttering. "OWNED!" She smacked him on top of his head and ran away with him right on her tail.

"WAIT! WAIT!" She yelped. "I NEED A 30 SECOND HEAD START!"

How can he be so fast?!

Before she could even get past the hallway, he caught her and picked her up over his shoulders. 

"Jungkook! Put me down! You're still sweaty!" She tried to squirm out of his strong grip but to no avail as he started walking around. "How long are you gonna keep me up here!?"

"Until I get tired of it." He laughed with joy.

"Real funny, Jungkook..."

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A few hours after heading back to the dorm, Jennie headed into the living room to see Yoongi chilling on the couch, watching TV.

"Where'd everyone go?" She asked, popping the last few smarties in her mouth that she received from the fan meeting

Yoongi turned around and shrugged. "Have no idea. Took a shower and then they were gone."

"Huh. All righty." She turned around to go back to her room but stopped when Yoongi spoke up again.

"So remember that you drew smiley faces on my face, right?"

She turned and watched as he got off the couch. "Yeah?"

He takes out a permanent marker from his pocket and uncaps it, slowly turning to stare her down. The sight made her stomach drop. How was she going to escape this?

Chuckling nervously, she started to back up.

"H-hey...I just remembered I need to go for my jog. I'll catch up with you, later, mkay? Mkay." she tried to dash for the front door but he beat her to it, earning a loud shriek from her. "Oh come on!"

Yoongi sighed and shook his head. "Y'know, I should be napping. Been looking forward to napping all day. But getting my revenge on you is worth my nap time." He started aiming for her face, lunging at her with the marker.

"Agh!" She ducked and started running around the dorm with him keeping up with her. 

Breathing hard, she dashes into her room and slams the door shut before attempting the lock it. She heard a loud bang of Yoongi's fists at the door before he busted open the door just before she could lock it. 

"Yoongi, let's talk about this!" She jumped on her bed with him following her every move.

"Why talk when I can write all over your face, smartie?"

He was enjoying watching her try to escape. It was no use, she was about to get what was coming to her.

Jennie leaped off her bed and sprinted out of the room. "So long sucker!" She yelled and opened the front door. Before she could even run out, she screamed when he grabbed her back by the waist, effortlessly pulling her back in. "No! No! Yoongi, I'm sorry!" She pleaded as he placed her over his shoulder, shutting the door closed.

He placed her down on the floor, before restraining her as he started drawing and writing on her face. She tried to break free from his stronghold but failed 

"Fighting is only gonna make more marks on your face. Which I don't mind." He laughed. "I told the guys I was plotting my revenge and I

wanted no distractions. Looks like Hobi and Jimin aren't saving you this time, Smartie."

"UN-BELIEVABLE!" She yelled and protested but it was all ignored as he put on her face,

'Suga is awesome'

'Suga>Jennie'

'Suga was here'

'Only Suga draws here' which was written all over her face in Korean as he snapped a picture and posted it on their Twitter captioning it by saying 'I told her I would get my revenge for drawing on my face. Worth my naptime #Suga'

He finally let her go as she looked at the picture. "OH MY GOD! YOONGI!" She dropped his phone in shock, earning a laugh from him. "I can't stand you!"

"The feeling's mutual, Smartie." He revealed his gummy smile and went to place a hand on top of her head as she playfully kicked him away.

"Off the hair!" She headed to the bathroom to try to clean off her face.

Twenty minutes later, the rest of BTS came back to Jennie and she walked out of her room to confront Jimin and J-Hope. 

"YO! Where have you guys been!? I got my ass handed to me by Yoongi! He wrote all over my face! What happened to 'We'll protect you, Jennie'!?" She questioned.

"Yeah...about that..." Jimin rubbed the back of his neck, smiling nervously.

"Sorry, Yoongi scares me! He was so threatening. Sorry Jen Jen." J-Hope patted her head and went to the kitchen, earning a victorious smirk from Yoongi who sat on the couch.

"Wow." She starts laughing."You guys are a piece of work."

[cubicle-eyes]

Crimson and Clover

Robin Buckley x F!Reader

We ignore the date songs come out ✌️

(Also I'm Listening to Joan Jett & the Blackhearts, bc thats the only one i've heard-"

" Ah, now I don't really know her, But I think I could love her, Crimson and Clover "

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Y/N was sitting at the small dining table across from Robin. It was only a two-seater, since her city apartment ran on the cheaper side of rent, but Y/N had done her best to make sure it still was a good table. Robin was picking around the food on her plate, and Y/N nervously twitched her fingers as she noticed Robin was actually staring out the window.

"Do you not like it?"

"Huh? No! It's great! I'm just dreading driving back home through the traffic."

Robin said, grabbing Y/N's hand that wasn't hold a fork and grasping her fingers assuringly. Robin scrunched her nose as she mentioned traffic and Y/N gazed back outside. Traffic. If only Robin saw what it was like on a bad day, but Y/N understood, since Robin hadn't really gone anywhere but Hawkins. The only reason she got a license was so she could drive out two towns over to the city to visit. Y/N inhaled sharply through her nose, and Robin turned her attention back to Y/N as she spoke.

"You could just stay. The night, you know?"

"Really?" Robin whispered giddily, her smile child-like. Her shoulders raised closer to her head in excitement as she squealed, and Y/N giggled. Y/N jumped lightly when Robin gasped, clasping Y/N's single hand with both of hers, her fork clattering to her plate.

"Can we sleep in the same bed?" She asked excitedly. Y/N bust into laughter, and Robin gave her a lopsided grin.

"I really don't think my bed is big enough for both of us."

"What do you mean?"

She pouted, and Y/N was quick to remind her they both (A) slept restless, (B) woke up in literally the weirdest positions, and (C)-

"Alright, alright. I can sleep on the couch."

Robin pouted again, staring at the little sofa across from the TV. Y/N squeezed Robin's hands, and the brunette turned her head back to Y/N.

"It has a pull-out bed. Maybe we can both sleep on there?"

"But you have an actual bed, and it's your house- well, apartment- so I don't want you to have to sleep on a shitty pull-out just because-"

"Robin, you're my girlfriend. I'll die on that stupid couch bed."

Robin grinned, picking her plate up with one hand and rather accidentally forcing Y/N too grab her own quickly, since Robin was dragging her along to the kitchen sink. Robin rinsed her plate, sat it in the sink, then took Y/N's, doing the same. She glanced at the clock, glad to see it was digital, and back to Y/N as she turned.

"Well, it's only seven. What do you wanna do?"

"We can play some music. Quietly."

"Sounds good. Slow dance an' romance."

Robin said, pronouncing her "o" sounds dramatically, making Y/N giggle. Y/N popped the record into the player, messing with the volume slightly so it didn't wake her neighbors baby. Robin scooted the coffee table out of the way and pulled Y/N into the center of the room, pressing their bodies together and smiling even more when Y/N locked her arms around Robin's neck. Robin was full-on staring at Y/N's face, but mostly at her eyes. Y/N's eyes gave Robin a rush similar to that of sneakily stealing a tulip from a mean old mans garden. Y/N laughed quietly, pressing their foreheads together. The H/C girl immediantly pulled away, and moved some of the strands of hair from Robin's and her oan forehead, pressing them back together. That made Robin laugh again, giving Y/N's torso a squeeze.

"Why'd you do that?"

"Your hair is sticking to your forehead."

"It's hot in here!"

"No it isn't-"

"It is when you're dancing with a super hot girl!"

Y/N flushed, laughing. She pulled away, pecking Robin's lips. Robin made a tsking noise, cupping Y/N's cheeks and pulling her back in. It was a sweet kiss, the music from the record really making the room softer. Robin smiled into the kiss, and soon the pair split. Y/N fixed Robin's hair over her forehead again (because the way Y/N had her bangs pushed up reminded her of a porcupine), and turned the record off.

"Alright, Robin. Let's get the couch set up."

"Aw, just a little longer?"

"I have work in the morning, baby, I have to be in bed by eight or nine."

Robin groaned dramatically, but helped Y/N set up the couch, pulling the cushions off and yanking the fold out bed a littke to roughly, making it clatter onto the floor like someone dropped a bag of forks onto concrete. Robin stood there with her hands over her mouth, eyes wide as a baby started crying next door. Y/N snorted, and Robin cracked, face-planting (regrettably) onto the bed. Y/N threw some pillows at her, hitting her in the head, and then some blankets.

"Can we turn on a movie while we sleep?"

"Yep. My tapes are over there."

"Awesome."

Robin dug through the box, pulling out her favorite movie and putting it in Y/N's player. Y/N had fixed the bed up, and Robin took off her pants, sliding into bed. Y/N offered her a nightgown, since she was changing, but Robin waved her off. Y/N rolled her eyes, fixing her nightgown and sliding into the pull-out bed next to Robin.

They cuddled up, legs tangled as they laid in a somewhat odd position, halfway facing eachother and halfway on their backs, but it was comfortable, so nobody was complaining. A few hours later, Robin kissed Y/N's forehead, curling into her girlfriend and almost immediantly passing out. Y/N laughed quietly, turning the TV off and petting Robin's hair. She kissed Robin's scalp, getting comfortable next to her.

"I love you, Robin. I'll see you in the morning."

The words gave Y/N a little jump, since the three words hadn't been uttered in the relationship yet. Through her slowly taking over sleepiness, she felt Robin shift her arms around her, pulling her impossibly closer.

"I love you too."

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- 💙

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

my 3 fav cozy fun halloween watches that you can also watch

Winnie the Pooh, Boo to you too! also on archive .org!

- No stress - Heartwarming <3 - Tiger's song "I wanna scare myself" always a banger Probably the first halloween movie kid me ever saw, and still honestly my main go-to one. Visuals? Spoopy. Music? On point. Story? Friends wanting to spend halloween with their bestie no matter what. Piglet? Brave. Tiger? Relatable. Pooh? Wise and full of love. Goffer? Slaying. Eeyore? Zero energy and still trucking. Rabbit? A nervous wreck sobbing over his pumpkin patch. Perfect. We stan.

Hansel and Gretel (1987) also on archive .org!

- Family drama (is resolved) - catchy music! - i know some ppl can't stand child actors - THE DUCK LIVES - obviously food and eating are big plot points so yeah Is it a halloween movie? No. Do I care? Not with treats this good looking, music this catchy, vibes this cozy, or a witch this awesome. We've got haunted woods and kids eating sweets and then playing the best trick of all on the witch who wanted to eat THEM- that sounds halloween-y enough to me! Plus the witch's reveal is legit creepy. Make sure you have snacks for this one. Also, if realistic family drama due to the trauma of poverty isn't your thing, skip to after the kids run into the woods.

Shelly Dvuall’s America’s Tall Tales And Legends: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow also on archive .org!

- Low stress - Comedy as heck - literally feels like someone telling you a ghost story - AAAAAAAACTING!!!!! - there is a spider during the picnic scene THE CLASSIC! THE OG! MY FAV!!!! This was THE hallween movie to me as a kid- and now i completely get why! It's like watching a stage play where everyone LOVED every scene they were in- the vibes are spoooooky sometimes in an adorably camp way, and then charming and cozy the next! It has so much fun- there are so many lines that are memes to me- like ichabod THROWING himself into bed with "And if I......DIE... before I wake.... BRINGMEBACKTOLIFE!" and Katerina's eyerolling "....assuming I know the horse-" (it makes sense in context i swear) and and and the FUN of seeing Brom Bones 'crushing' a tankered angrily, acting out the strain of it, when you can clearly tell the prop is like, maybe the strength of a soda pop can XD.... But the best part is the stinger ending. How this whole story is ended with the sudden reveal of the REAL headless horseman (maybe?) and how THAT terrifying image is the last thing it leaves the watching kids with- it feels like that last jump scare at the end of a campfire ghost story, the hand reaching out to grab you for one final scream, and I love it. I love this whole thing so much.

Now.

If you DO want something spookier, but only in the atmospheric sense....

Whistle and I'll Come to You, also on archive .org - Slow building stress - Paranoia fuel - There is no way the main character is neurotypical (relatable) - a bedsheet ghost!!!!! YAY! - a few audio startlements but otherwise all gradual scares So this is based off a short story by an old not cool dead guy. It's about finding something in a grave and not heeding the warning label. I read the story years ago and was very pleased by the bedsheet ghost, the idea of feeling like Something Is Coming, and I can say that this adaption is... different, but does very good on setting up the vibes up until the ending. I'm bit let down by how the final bedsheet ghost turned out, and abrupt cut off to the story, but the vibes up till then is really fun to sink into. Some of the cinematography does a good job of making me aware of empty space, the feeling that Something I Can't See might also be in the frame. Spoooky.

[kaechannn]

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"Happily Ever After"

Date: April 10, 2023

Halls of NRC were full of its students walking from class to class. Every each one of them is busy with their own lives. Ones were stressed about exams, ones were happy about getting good grades and ones weren't sure what to do with anything that day. One of them was Rei Viorde, a freshman student from Heartslabyul that arrived at this school from another world with zero magic. The girl sat on a bench placed on the outside area of NRC. She watched as her other freshman friends were goofing around, while she was just sitting there without any thought of joining them. The blue haired boy called out to her.

-Hey Rei! Want to go get some drink from Sam's store?- he held his wallet in his hand, smiling softly at her.

-Nah thanks, I think I'll go chill somewhere else. Or take a walk- Rei answered and stood up. Deuce's smile turned into a frown. Still, he only nodded while turning back to Ace and Jack. The 3 of them quickly left in the direction of the said store.

Rei put her headphones on and sighed. Soon she found herself walking towards the Ramshackle Dorm, the abandoned dorm of the school. She looked at the trees around the whole dorm, sitting under one of them. Her head flopped against the trunk with a soft thud. This day was so frustrating to her, she didn't even have energy to go to class. Should she just skip them? Even though she never did that, the idea popped out in her head. She might get scolded by her Housewarden later, but she didn't really care right now. Music was turned up to full volume as Rei straightened her legs and groaned. Now it's just her, music and the wind for the rest of the day... Suddenly, her chill-out was disturbed by a loud ringing coming from her phone. She looked down at it, reading the name of the person calling her. With a soft smile, she picked up. -What's up, Idia?- The voice of her friend was deep and silent when he spoke

. -Uhh Hi! And Happy Birthday! I know I already wished you a happy birthday at midnight but I wanted to say it again- Rei felt a warm feeling inside. Idia was the only one who wished her a happy birthday. It made her feel happy, but sad at the same time.

-Hah thanks bro. Tell me, did you just wake up?- she said with a smirk on her face, already knowing the answer.

-U-Uh! No? What made you think that?- -Your crusty voice?-

-...-He paused and shifted in his bed -Alright, you win. Yes, I did wake up just a second ago. I don't feel like going to classes today- Idia groaned against his pillow while saying the last part.

-Then let's skip because I absolutely feel the same way you do- Rei's face beamed at the thought of spending the day with Idia, playing games or doing karaoke, they both liked that stuff. Rei heard Idia chuckle on the other side. -Okey,I'll change my clothes. You can already walk to my dorm if you don't mind- Wow why was he so nice today? Was it because of her birthday or something? Rei nodded and hung up on him while standing up and running to the portals.

In less than 10 minutes, Rei was already standing behind Idia's door. She didn't even bother to knock, she just barged it.

-Yo- a quick word escaped her lips as Idia gasped in surprise.

-Oh Great Seven! Rei can you knock or something?!- Idia jumped and looked at her with his eyes wide open.

-Pffft, and what possibly you were doing huh?- She folded her arms on her chest with a pout on her face. Idia thought for a second.

-I could've changing my clothes right now!-

-I would enjoy the view-

-Excuse me- Rei started laughing at his reaction. Soon, Idia joined her and laughed along.

-Okey okey, what do you want to do?- He asked her while sitting down on his, surprisingly, made bed. Rei sat down next to him, thinking.

-Why are you asking me?- She tilted her head at him.

-It's your birthday, you choose- Idia already held a controler in his hand, ready for Rei's idea.

-Oh yeah... Uhhh, minecraft?- Idia nodded with a smirk on his face. He quuckly passed her another controled while already turning on his game console.

Idia and Rei spent most of the day playing their favorite games, laughing and joking. When they were about to start another adventure in their square world, Rei's phones started ringing again.

-Oopsie, let me get that- She took the phone into her hand, picking up the call.

-Rei! You need to get back to the dorm! Quickly!- Cater's voice was loud enough that Idia could hear him. Rei narrowed her eyebrows.

-What why?-

-It's Riddle! He's furious!-

-Oh fuck- That's when she understood. If Riddle's angry, she has to go NOW. -Okey, I'll be there in five- She stood up and gathered her things from Idia's room. Cater hung up and she hid her phone.

-Sorry Idia, you know how Riddle is when he's angry- Rei's voice was quiet, almost sad.

-It's alright, I'm not mad or something- Idia grinned and leaned on his bed. Rei smiled, leaving his room and soon the whole dorm.

When she got to Heartslabyul, it was already dark outside. She gulped while standing in front of the door to the lounge. With a couple of deep breaths in, she stepped inside.

-H-Hello?- Rei spoke quietly. The lights were turned off, it was quiet, too quiet. Suddenly she heard footsteps coming from her left. Then a click and the lights were turned on with a loud noise of confetti.

-HAPPY BIRTHDAY REI!- All of Rei's friends yelled out happily, while she screamed out in surprise.

-JESUS CHRIST- She held her hand close to her heart, looking around at everyone, her eyes stopped at Idia's tablet, floating in front of her.

-Idia?! You knew about this!?- Rei yelled at him with her eyes wide open. -Haha, yeah I did- Idia's voice sounded confident, almost as if he's happy about all this.

-Ohh guys...- Rei smiled and hugged the closest person next to her. A deep laugh came out of this person's mouth, he wrapped their arms around Rei the same way she did.

-Alright enough of these hugs you two, let's cut the cake!- Vil's voice rang through the lounge as he stretched his hands up. Everyone yelled out in happiness, stepping closer to the cake.

After a couple of hours of partying, Rei walked outside, feeling the cold wind against her face. She was happy, truly happy that her friends didn't forget about her.

-Do you mind if I join you?- A familiar voice was heard right next to her.

-Not at all, Riddle- Rei looked down at her Housewarden who placed himself close to her.

-Did you like the cake?- He asked whioe looking up at her. Rei nodded quickly.

-Yup! It was amazing- A soft smile appeared on Riddle's face.

-Good, because I made it! With Trey's help of course- Riddle sounded proud and confident. Of course he was, it was about baking after all! Rei gasped and put her arm around Riddle.

-If that's true, then you did a really good job!- She spoke happily while pressing Riddle's body against hers. Riddle wrapped his left arm around her and went silent. They stood there for good 10 minutes, not talking to each other. Finally, Rei broke the silence.

-Thanks for remembering about me- Riddle looked up again, noticing Rei's sad smile.

-I would never forget about your birthday, my queen- This time, Riddle smiled at her. It made Rei's heart flutter in some way. She loves being in the center of attention, even if it was just for one day. She loves spending time with her friends, and Riddle. He was her star in this magical world. The brightest of them all.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

another reason i'm happy for chap 2 is bts destroying all the narratives about them and women bpp. in the wild days of ✨discourse ✨ on tumblr, thank you for being the voice of reason. before i'd see people say bts avoids women because of armys, bts never works with women, bts hates women, bts has weird relationship with women, the relationships is weird because of armys. but what happened? rm worked with soyoon and now armys are listening to her music, became her fans, respecting her. jimin danced with women and nobody died. his female dancers are loved in fandom. suga has been working with women for a decade and the fandom never cared. all those bts - women theories and discourses just look so stupid now.

the same with the discourses about bts relating to other idols in hybe and general kpop. before covid bts played with txt and after covid in chap 2, bts returns playing with txt as their idol and comeback activities return to full. like normal like was always expected.

bpp my question is, where did these theories even come from?

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Hi Anon,

It's funny, isn't it? I mean, on one hand there's always a faction of the fandom that believes the members belong to them and cannot date anyone (male or female), just as there is in every other k-pop fandom. But as you said, the talking points in certain k-pop spaces about ARMY's overall response to BTS working with women, being around women, having friendships with women, especially in contrast with how BTS relates to ARMY, has zero basis in reality.

Outside of the usual fandom tone-policing and checking y/n shippers (and taekookers), the whole idea of BTS - women - ARMY as a whole having any sort of weird relationship is a very recent thing too, because this is not a talking point I saw anywhere in the fandom before 2020. Going by some forums I was in at the time, I suspect this particular 'concern' was started by fans of other k-pop groups in 2020 and I'll just leave it at that. Like I vividly recall a Taemin stan telling me without preamble to wake up to the fact BTS is "kept away" from women. With BTS's long history of working with and interacting with women whether or not ARMY was in the picture, none of those theories made any sense to me.

It's such an odd thing to even debate or discuss given everyone can see with their own eyes how that dynamic has played out for the last 10 years. There's no conspiracy or anything to even theorize about, far as I'm concerned, because many of their female friendships and work relationships are well known.

Nobody lost their shit when Ryujin was spending time with BTS, when she filmed the reel with BTS, and afterwards when she talked about working with them. And I can list off 10 other women (at least) who this is true for too.

I hear you too about BTS working with other idols especially within HYBE. It's true that while touring in 2019 BTS was very busy and appeared 'removed' from TXT who where just ramping up, and that since 2015 BTS had focused more on curating their own content/variety shows given they'd been repeatedly disrespected and blackballed by the Korean media establishment. But they still interacted with other idols and after they clarified their plans for Chapter 2, just continued as expected. But somehow, the talking point of BTS feeling 'too proud' to interact with the rest of k-pop (by k-pop stans), that too took on a life of its own, and was made to seem more nefarious than it actually was. I still find a bit amusing tbh.

I think one reason these sorts of theories about BTS and the most innocuous things get obsessed over as fact by k-pop stans, is because for a group like BTS, those people have nothing else to say. There's very little you can actually hold against a group like BTS. And I'm not saying that just because I'm a fan. The fact is with the history most k-pop groups have, very few of them could last anytime at all in BTS's position with the amount of scrutiny on the group.

A second reason is k-pop fans relying on pre-conceived notions about a group they don't like, and then applying the worst examples of issues they've seen in their own or other k-pop fandoms, to BTS and ARMY regardless of whether it applies. For example, VIXX is in the news lately because a member worked with a broker to dodge military service in Korea, but before now that group was notorious for some of the most disturbing kinds of fan-service I've ever seen in k-pop.

Exhibits:

A female fan giving Hakyeon her thong to sign

(A lot of k-pop stans back then and today think this is cute, but imagine for a second if this was a BTS member and ARMY lmao)

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The group members designing thongs and other lingerie for their female fans

(I mean, I can see how this could be a flex but imagine for one sec if this was in BTS's history)

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And there's the group including a BDSM contract for their fans in their album

(Almost 10 years later and I still don't know what to say...)

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Another example is members of Shinee saying point blank they can't talk about their dating life because their fans have told them they don't like it.

I mean, imagine if BTS did any of that today. Heck imagine if they did that years ago. K-pop stans are still making them pay dividends for War of Hormone and mixtape lyrics from 2015, even after a Women Studies professor vets their work, even after HYBE has female CEOs for their sub-labels, and even after on Blind in Korea female workers say HYBE is the best company in the entertainment sector to work for.

A lot of the talking points, criticism, or discourse around BTS sounds bonkers, especially if you know what else is going on in the industry, what other groups are doing or have done with nary a mention from the wider k-pop fandom.

It reminds me of how Jimin was getting flamed for missed insurance payments because someone stole his mail, while during the same day the news broke, Yang Hyun-suk (the guy who manages BlackPink and is debuting Baby Monster this summer) was in court after a former female trainee in his company claimed he threatened to kill her, gave her drugs, and pimped her out. If you took a look at the trending k-pop pages on Twitter or k-forums, you'd think Jimin was the one facing a sentence and not the guy that remains at the helm of YG.

Because as I keep saying, for many k-pop stans, the underlying issues are less important than who those issues are about. Apply the same thinking to the theories you see about BTS and women.

Even in the case of outright dating rumors in the past 10 years, the fandom didn't collectively lose their shit. Jennie's case being the exception because she had the double misfortune of triggering the most unhinged side of the fandom (taekookers) and belonging to a group whose fandom has some of the most extreme rivalries with ARMY, and so many from her fandom worked to disprove it as virulently as taekookers did. I consider Jennie an anomaly for that reason because there have been several examples over the years when nobody cared. For example when the dating rumors of Jimin with Seulgi from Red Velvet happened, the most people did was speculate and move on...

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I've rambled lol, but anyway, what I mean to say is that agree with you Anon.

[angrypedestrian]

My good pal @explosionshark tagged me asking my top 5 impactful bands/artists, and I am happy to oblige. These are vaguely in chronological order, but also time is soup, so.

1. Sum 41 - This could probably be swapped with Simple Plan or Good Charlotte too, but I think Sum 41 is the least embarrassing (?), so we'll go with that. But basically they were my introduction to pop-punk and, like, subculture in general. I was 12/13-ish when All Killer, No Filler came out, and Fat Lip alone got me out of a rut of just listening to country music and whatever was on the radio, and made me start having my own opinions about what music I wanted to listen to outside of what was being played AT me. And from there it was a direct line to stuff like AFI, and then eventually emo and everything else in its wake.

2. Saaa - You may recall, one of my biggest Brands is being a ska lover and appreciator. It all starts with Saaa. They were a group of kids from my high school (I went to a school with an insanely successful marching band, we subsequently had A LOT of ska bands with really talented horn sections), who were seniors when I was a freshman, and they were the first actual show, not A Concert, that I went to. I had so much fun dancing with my friends, learning to be in a pit, learning that music can be a real community, not just listening to stuff on your CD player alone. Honestly there may not be a more impactful band for who I am now and what I stand for. The link for this one is from my personal google drive, because I have carted the three Saaa demo mp3s I have with me from computer to computer for almost 20 years. They are one of my most prized possessions, and if I ever lose them, I WILL cry.

3. Circle Takes The Square - My memory is terrible, so I may be wrong about this, but CTTS was the first heavy band that made me actually, seriously interested in heavy music. I liked Slipknot and Linkin Park and shit when I was a kid (and don't get me wrong, they still rule), but it was very surface level angry teen stuff. CTTS was my gateway into understanding why screamo and hardcore and things on that side of the spectrum were actually good. As you may recall I grew up in ground zero for militant vegan straight edge hardcore, and all those dudes were so FUCKING annoying so I dismissed several whole genres of music in the process of hating them. But I was wrong about that, hardcore and screamo and metal all are good, actually. Also, my first tattoo was a lyric from Crowquill. But I was 18 and definitely misconstrued a line that was sarcastic as being sincere. Whoops! It is large and dark and takes up a whole inner bicep, double whoops!!!

4. Team Dresch - This is the one that changed everything, like really and truly. Team Dresch was my intro into queercore, and inspired me to start Fuck Yeah! Queer Music over a decade ago. I found Team Dresch as a newly gay punk kid who loved to be a pretentious little shit about being into 90s emo, and learning that there was a band of queer women making the music all the bands full of cis men I loved to listen to (and making it better!!) blew my mind wide fucking open, and I haven't looked back since. Personal Best is one of my most listened to records, and I still can't believe sometimes that I have gotten to see them twice! If you're gay and punk and play in a band, you probably have Team Dresch to thank.

5. RVIVR - I don't know how to put into words how important RVIVR is to me. Suffice it to say, this is a band that actually kept me from killing myself in a very very real way. I wouldn't be here typing this without them, and I miss them every single fucking day. But as long as I can hope that maybe one day I'll get to see them one last time, I'll be here. (Fun fact: not only are they the only band I've seen twice in one day, I've seen them twice in one day on two separate occasions! Second fun fact: I also saw them one (1) week after I got top surgery and still had my drains in! That was stupid, but I'm glad I did because it was the last time I ever got to see them)

(Gotta give an honorable mention to Ace of Base though, my first favorite band, whose first record came out in the US when I was 5 or 6, and it was the first cassette I ever owned. I listened to it CONSTANTLY and it is absolutely the reason I am gay today).

Curious to hear anyone else's top five influential bands or albums! @pivitor @piratejenne @unsungfury @whatthehelliswrongwithhim pop to mind, but truly anyone else reading this I love hearing about shit like this from people.

[softxsuki]

꒰ ˆ ꒵ ˆ꒱ Hi, Han! Congratulations on 1000+ followers! I've been around since you hit 400 and I couldn't be more proud of you and how far you've come. You're too good for this world and just seeing you pop up in my notifications puts a smile on my face. („⊹𝅒⊹„) I'm sure you’ll get even more supporters soon (as you deserve) and I hope I'll get to see your blog keeping on growing! Thank for all of the content you put out for us, this plataform wouldn't be the same without you and would mean a lot less to me. (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･

Anyway, if it's okay, could I please send in a request for the event?

❥ Pronouns:

𖤣 they/them

❥ Fandoms:

𖤣 Tokyo Revengers, Obey Me, Jujutsu Kaisen

❥ Gender:

𖤣 It doesn't matter!

❥ Type of matchup:

𖤣 Romantic

❥ Myer-Briggs Personality Type:

𖤣 INFP-T

❥ Zodiac:

𖤣 Sagittarius

❥ What I value:

𖤣 loyalty; open-mindedness; respect.

❥ My type:

𖤣 I don't think I have one, I never judge people by their looks and don't consider anyone I've met, until now, ugly.

❥ What's my personality like:

𖤣 observant; pretty short-tempered; indecisive (but i do make good choices); smart; ambivert; creative; genuine; lazy; camera shy; optimistic; I can get easily confused; forgetful; moody; reliable; sassy; people say I have great taste (for music, fashion, food, crushes, decorations, locations, etc); spontaneous; stubborn; sensitive;

❥ Hobbies/things I like to do:

𖤣 I don't think I have any talent to hobbies... So here are the things I like to do: traveling; shopping; exploring new places; spend hours swinging on swings; listening to music; eating out; collecting plushies;

❥ Details:

𖤣 I'm at my last school year and still have no idea of what to do with my life; I'm from Brazil; I've been trying to gain a little bit of weight; I have a sweet tooth; I'm very picky when it comes to food;

❥ Kind of scenario:

𖤣 Hmmmm, maybe what mornings with them are like?? I really don't know!!

𑁍 Take your time, Han! I hope you have an amazing day and life!! Thank you for existing, you're insanely special to me and to many others. 𑁍

1000 Follower Event Matchup #27

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Note: Thank you! It's crazy that I made this event when I hit 1k and now I'm at 1.5k...these matchups took me way too long. I'm so sorry for the wait. But omg you've been around since I was at 400 followers :( you've stuck with me for a while! Thank you so much for all your support. I hope you like who I matched you with <3

I match you with: DRAKEN, BEELZEBUB, ITADORI

Runner-ups were: Mitsuya, Lucifer, Megumi

Draken:

I feel like Draken would be your support system

He’s such a dependable guy, he’d want you to lean on him for once

He loves your sass btw, it adds a little spice to your relationship that keeps things interesting, so keep pushing his buttons

Always takes you out to eat, watching you with a little smirk as you happily enjoy your food (even if you’re picky and only eat chicken tenders with fries) as long as you’re happy he’s happy

He’s not the biggest shopper, but whenever you want to go out shopping he insists on tagging along, kinda playing your bodyguard and official bag holder, you’re not holding any bags with him around

What are mornings with Draken like?

Hmmm, I think he’s not the biggest morning person, so he’s a little slow at waking up (after all, he lives in a brothel which is more active during the night)

Groggy morning voice as he cuddles into you, hiding his face in the crook of your neck 

So definitely a slow morning, but be happy, because you’re getting an unusually clingy and cute Draken lol

Beelzebub:

This man’s brother is the avatar of sloth lol, he’s pretty fond of your laziness

Beel is our gentleman :( he’s a big ol teddy bear

Super loyal and respectful, he treats you like you’re his treasure

Pls don’t lose your temper with him :( he’d get all pouty, though having Satan as his brother, he is pretty used to it, but it would hurt more if you specifically get mad at him

You’re eating out like 10 times a day with him LOL

If you’re a picky eater, he’d gladly take whatever you don’t want from your plate, and even shares some things on his own plate that you love :( <3 so in love omg

And if you’re trying to gain weight, he’s the perfect person to help you out with that :D 

What are mornings with Beel like?

Well…he’s already up in the kitchen making you both breakfast

Surprises you with breakfast in bed every morning and is actually able to control his urges and manages to not eat the entire plate before it reaches you

He’s down to do whatever you want for the day, he’ll follow you around :) so long as you feed him along the way

Itadori:

This cutie is perfect boyfriend material, especially for you

I picture him taking so many off-guard pictures of you to save to his phone; no matter how much you try to convince him that you look horrible in them, he just spends the next few days gushing over them, admiring the small image of you on his phone <3

He feeds your plushy addiction, he finds your collection cute and loves seeing how happy you get when you get a new one added in 

Loyal golden retriever boyfriend 10000000%

Goes on a walk to the park with you while you swing on the swings side by side, chatting and eating the ice cream he bought you :D 

What are mornings like with Itadori?

Energetic…I hope you’re a morning person, because he’s fresh as a daisy pretty early in the morning, ready for another adventure with you

He’s the type to watch you as you sleep, waiting excitedly for you to wake up, and eventually you do wake up from feeling him watch you lol

Morning kisses are a must and maybe even some cuddles

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Posted: 08/28/2023