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b1ackbunny · 2 years ago

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LOVE LIES

CH. 06 | LUNCH DATE (?)

A Bada Lee smau-ish ff

pairing: bada lee x fem!dancer!oc (jia mei yu)

synopsis: bada lee wasn’t looking for love when it found her. jia mei yu couldn’t truly comprehend the feeling inside when she was with her, on and off the dancefloor. when these two dancers meet by chance, a bond is formed and uncharted territories are explored.

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warnings: definitely au-like… no mentions of swf or smf, uhhh idk any more, bad writing, friendly violence, a little inaccurate, unedited

previous: chapter 5

next: chapter 7

taglist (open): @badasgirlfriend @tikitsune @lil-elliesgf @prilux @badagf @badaslali @avocifera

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a/n: #combackszn sorry for the long wait hope y'all enjoy their little date!! also sneaked in a set up for my tatter x laura fic i might make… I just feel like that would be too good to not happen 🫦 actually reading this chap while writing and I’m realizing that i may be forming a hyper golden retriever x calm golden retriever relationship i love this

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Jia sat in front of her vanity, reading the comments on her livestream as they rolled in. She decided since she had time while getting ready for lunch with Bada, she’d do a short livestream. “Hello everyone! It’s been a minute since I’ve done one of these. I’m just hopping on while I get ready.”

She explained to the viewers, applying sunscreen to her fingertips before rubbing it into her face. “To pass the time, why don't we do a Q&A? Ask your questions and I'll answer them to the best of my ability.”

She fanned her face before grabbing her primer. Removing the lid, Jia read aloud the first question she saw:

user124: what are you getting ready for?

She spattered the primer onto her face as she talked. “Just the day, really. So far I’ve only went to the gym, ate breakfast, and answered some emails. But, I am going to lunch with a friend so there's that.” Jia mentioned, keeping a casual expression as she rubbed the primer into her skin.

user243: you're always wearing platformed shoes in most of your posts… how tall are you?

“I didn't even realize that. I'm 171.45 centimeters to be exact, last time I checked.” The girl applied a thin level of foundation and hummed to herself.

user947: what are the next groups you want to work with?

Jia thought about the question, tapping her chin. “That's a tough question… probably txt, nmixx, or ateez. Oh, and seventeen!” She began to contour her face and glance between the phone and her reflection in the mirror.

user328: what's your favorite song at the moment?

Jia began to fill and shape her eyebrows as she thought back to the song she'd played the most for the past few weeks. She cringed a little at the two songs that instantly came to mind, knowing that the viewers might think too deeply about the lyrics.

“Sorrows by Bryson Tiller or All I Want Is You by Miguel.” Almost immediately, she saw the comments come in faster. Holding back an eye roll, Jia began to shut down any ideas that were being sent.

“There isn't a specific reason why these are my favorite songs right now. So don't read too much into it.” Jia added concealer and skimmed through the comments, searching for her next question.

user429: is it true you’re collaborating with bada lee???

Jia laughed a little at the comment as she blended the makeup. “No, that's not true. However, if you guys convince her then maybe there's a chance. I'll have to think about it.” Jia smiled as she received a lot of comments along the lines of ‘challenge accepted’.

She answered multiple questions as she finished up her makeup, adding lip gloss before tossing it into her purse. She stood up and leaned close to the camera, giving a close-lipped smile as she wiggled her fingers under her face.

“Alright, now I have to accessorize, do my hair, and put on perfume, then I should be done!” Jia summed up as she moved to the bathroom. She opened one of the cabinets and took out her brush.

She held her hair into a ponytail and looked down at her outfit. “Ponytail of half up half down, which one should I do?” Jia kept her eyes on the comments as she took out a hair tie and a few bobby pins. The majority of the comments she saw said ponytail, so she went with it.

She added a little details to it by adding a middle part and styling bobby pins on each side of the front. Jia let some stray strands frame her face and she looked down at the phone and put two thumbs up.

Moving back to her room, she sat back in front of her vanity and opened her jewelry box. She tapped her chin before choosing a combination of silver pieces. “Alright, two final questions everyone. Choose wisely.”

user156: when will your next class be?

“Monday at ygx. I'm going to be there basically all day so come up to me if you catch me!” Jia responded while dabbing her signature scent in its regular places.

user805: are you dating anyone?

Jia instantly shook her head with a straight face. “No, I'm not seeing anyone. But, Jackson Wang if you're watching this… call me.” Jia quickly turned the question into a joke, holding a phone hand sign up to her ear and raising her brows before blowing a kiss to the screen.

Almost immediately, she dipped out of the frame and began laughing. The girl tried to return to the screen but read a few comments that only made her laughter grow. She covered her mouth and tried to relax her face.

“Alright… thanks for tuning in! See you guys later!” Jia blew a kiss to the camera and waved goodbye as she ended the live. She wiped a fake tear off her face and fanned her eyes. “I'm the funniest person I know.”

She stood up and looked at her outfit in the mirror. It really represented her maximalist meets minimalist sense of style. Jia picked up her tote and added her essentials before sitting on her bed. Bada texted the details last night, and she already forwarded them to Ryujin.

Jia looked at the time on her phone and sighed, thinking back to why she got ready so early. It was now around 10:40 and the pair agreed to meet at the location by 12. Jia made her way out of her room and contemplated what she wanted to do to waste time.

She walked down the hall and knocked on her sister’s door four times before going inside. Laura didn't bother to look up from her laptop as Jia walked in and lay down on her bed.

Kija hopped down from Laura’s lap and moved to lay against Jia’s side. Jia pet the cat who nuzzled into her side and stared at the ceiling before dramatically sighing. Laura ignored the girl as she typed away at her keyboard, increasing the volume of her music in the background.

Jia glanced at her sister before letting out an even more dramatic sigh. Laura rolled her eyes before swiveling her chair toward the direction of her bed. “What?” Jia immediately sat up with a bright smile painted on her face.

“Oh, nothing. I'm just excited to hang out with Bada today. You know, in person. Outside the dance studio.” Jia said with a sigh, continuing to pet Kija as she looked into the distance.

Laura glared and shook her head. “That was definitely a jab at me and Suyin… Just because we’re long distance doesn’t mean you can attack us like this.” Laura jokingly shook her head and wiped away her fake tears. Jia rolled her eyes and launched the closest stuffed animal at her sister.

Laura ducked out of the way and shook her head disappointingly, tisking at her sister as she spun back toward her laptop. “Next time Suyin visits I'm telling her to beat you up.”

Jia rolled her eyes and crossed her legs before placing Kija on the floor. “My apologies… Anyways, back to my thing. I did some research on the place we’re meeting and it's supposed to have a pretty scenery.”

Laura spun back in Jia’s direction with a smile on her face. “That sounds perfect for your date!” “Not a date…” Jia immediately followed up, earning an eye roll from Laura.

“It basically is. Watch, I bet Ryujin will confirm that it was, in fact, a date after her spying.” Laura confidently declared before leaning back into her chair and kicking her legs up onto the corner of her desk.

Jia sighed and leaned to the side, propping her head on top of her palm. “I feel like if it is, I won't be upset at all. It's just I don't wanna get my hopes up.” Laura peeked at her sister and sighed.

“Understandable. Also, why are you in here right now?” Laura crossed her arms and squinted at her sister. “I wanted to spend some quality time with my little sister!” Jia enthusiastically said, sweetly smiling at her sister’s straight face.

“Bullshit. Let me guess, you started getting ready too early because you were so excited.” Laura plainly worded, clicking the enter key on her laptop. Jia bit her lip in guilt, earning a laugh from Laura.

“You want her so bad.” Laura brought down her legs and completely spun in her sister’s direction. Jia rolled her eyes at the statement and fully sat up. “Yadda, yadda.”

“More like ‘Bada, Bada’ is the only thing on your mind.” Laura joked with a wink and Jia almost instantly cringed. She launched another stuffed animal in the girl’s direction, causing the younger to weave away from said stuffed animal.

“That was so bad, you need to be silenced.” Laura dramatically scoffed at Jia’s claim, holding a hand to her heart while her jaw slacked. “So now you want to silence queer voices? I'm already starting the cancel Jia Mei Yu tag as we speak.” Jia rolled her eyes and stood up from the bed.

“That's why you're not getting any leftover food I might bring back.” Laura gasped and immediately moved to apologize but Jia hushed her actions as she walked out of the room.

Quickly grabbing her bag and phone from her room, she trekked down the stairs and into the living room. Jia lounged on the couch and watched youtube videos while she waited for the appropriate time to leave.

She wanted to get there about fifteen minutes early so she would be able to talk with Ryujin before Bada was supposed to show up. When it reached a reasonable time, Jia stood up and grabbed her things.

Saying her goodbyes to Laura and Kija, she grabbed her keys and walked out the door. Once she made it out of the complex, Jia walked to her regular parking space and got into her car. She shot a text to Ryujin, telling her that she was leaving her apartment.

After she received a response, Jia ignited the engine and embarked on the journey.

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After parking, she got out of her car and looked at the time. Bada would be there in approximately ten minutes and Jia started to frantically text Ryujin while walking into the building. Apparently, the lunch spot was located on one of the higher levels.

Once she reached the destination, she couldn't help but notice how pretty it was. It looked to be a mostly outdoor-themed lunch spot and Jia had no idea how she hadn't been there before.

It kind of resembled a really pretty park area, but in the sky where you could see the skyline. There was a sign to first sit at your desired table and then press a button when you're ready to order. Jia found that pretty neat as she maneuvered through the tables.

She found a couple closer to the wall of the cafe and chose to wait at one of them. Jia scrolled through her phone as a text from Ryujin came in, telling her to look up and over to a table near the edge of the seating area.

Her head immediately snapped up and followed Ryujin’s directions. There, she saw her friend waving at her with a smile on her face. Jia smiled back and took a couple of pictures of her before shooting her heart sign, to which Ryujin reciprocated.

Jia anxiously bit her lip and scrolled through tiktoks in hopes of distracting herself enough for her mind to calm down before Bada showed up. She alternated between social media and texting Ryujin when she heard someone approach the table.

“Am I late?” Jia immediately looked up to see a slightly worried Bada reaching the table and she couldn't help the smile that took over her features. She shook her head and stood from her seat, meeting Bada in front of the table.

Due to the couple of inches from the platform sandals she sported, she was about the same height as Bada. She smugly smiled before greeting the girl with a hug. Her affections were immediately reciprocated and the pair hugged for a little before taking seats across from each other.

Jia discreetly looked over to Ryujin’s table where she was fake-reading a book while keeping most of her focus on the two. Jia turned her attention back onto the girl in front of her and held a soft smile.

“This place is so pretty, how did you discover it?” Jia questioned while looking around the sit-down cafe before moving her gaze back onto Bada.

“I found this place a couple of months ago with a few friends,” Bada answered with a smile as she pulled two menus from its holder off to the side. Jia hummed and thanked Bada for the menu when she handed it to her.

She skimmed the menu, secretly peeking at the girl across from her before setting it down. The casual attire that Bada wore looked good, and she smelled even better. Little did Jia know that the said outfit took Bada thirty minutes and five phone calls to put together.

Bada followed suit and pressed a button that summoned the waiter. While waiting for the waiter, the two began making conversation. Jia really enjoyed Bada’s facial expressions while talking, it made her look so passionate about the smallest things.

Jia also acknowledged how adorably dorky Bada was. She was convinced Bada’s little quirks made her like her even more. Once the waiter approached the table and greeted the two, they said their orders.

The pair continued their conversation after the waitress left, going back and forth with questions. “So, when's your birthday?” Bada asked while placing her chin on top of her propped-up palm.

“April 24th… I’m a Taurus.” Jia said, said with a hint of pride. She found her birthdate to be aesthetically satisfying to her mind when she thought about it in numeral form.

“Yours?” Jia rerouted the question back to Bada, subconsciously shifting in her seat to get closer to the girl.

A small smile hinted at Bada’s features before she began speaking. “September 22nd…” Jia’s hand immediately fell on the table. “Wait, you're telling me-” She cut herself off as she flipped her phone over.

Her gaze flickered between Bada and her phone, her shocked face morphed into an expression of realization. “Today is the 16th… its five days away!” Jia exclaimed, attempting to keep her voice lower than a shout.

Bada nodded with an amused smile. She found Jia’s whole reaction a mixture of entertaining and endearing. “This isn't funny, now I have to scour the earth to find a gift good enough for you in less than five days!” Jia half-joked with a huff, leaning back in her seat and crossing her arms.

“Just a ‘happy birthday’ will work,” Bada said while mimicking Jia’s sitting position. Jia instantly shook her head at the girl’s statement, finding it completely foolish.

“Yeah, that's not gonna happen. I'm a great gift-giver so I can't miss an opportunity like this. If anything, this is more for me than for you!” Jia rambled on, crossing her legs as she spoke and tried to reason with the girl.

They had a staring contest and once Jia tilted her head and raised a challenging brow, Bada gave in with a sigh. Jia’s expression changed into a victorious grin as she hummed satisfactorily.

The waiter returned with their orders and the two politely thanked them. Jia took a sip of her beverage before leaning against the table. “So, tell me what you're doing for your birthday.”

Bada thought a little before shrugging. “Nothing much. I'm probably just going to hang out in the studio with my crew, maybe go to a dinner and a movie with some friends.” Jia nodded at Bada’s statement, the soft smile that graced her lips was unable to abandon them.

The conversation flowed through various topics, from favorite shows to funny childhood stories. Jia took many opportunities to discreetly try and find out bits and pieces of Bada’s potential sexuality standing.

Most of the questions she asked were pretty obvious to Jia, but Bada really had no clue what she meant by them. At some point, Jia asked Bada if she had ever watched ‘The L Word’ and Bada couldn't have been any more confused.

Jia was in the middle of telling a story about her and Laura in middle school when she mentioned someone she had never really revealed existed to the public. “Wait, you have a brother?” Bada asked, the surprise evident in her tone.

“Oh, yeah. He's the youngest and is still in school. A real pain in the ass, but I guess he's alright.” Jia answered before sipping her beverage. Bada hummed in fascination, pleased to find out something new about Jia’s life.

While Bada was telling a story about something funny that happened earlier this year with her friends, Jia couldn't stop staring at the breadcrumb on the corner of the girl’s lips.

She contemplated whether she should tell the girl about it or not. Jia didn't want to cut off the girl’s cute ramblings so she opted for the second thing that came to mind. She slowly moved her hand toward the girl’s cheek and held it while wiping off the crumb at the corner of Bada’s lips.

As soon as Jia’s hand made contact with Bada’s face, Bada’s actions paused and her voice died in her throat. A light blush came over her features once Jia’s soft thumb made contact with the corner of her lips. After a few swipes, the warm feeling of Jia’s hand disappeared from Bada’s face, causing the girl to internally frown at the lack of warmth.

Jia’s eyes held a look of genuine innocence and cluelessness at the feelings she caused to arise in the girl across from her. She signaled for Bada to continue speaking and took a bite of her own food.

For a little while, Bada’s sentences held a slight stutter as she kept anxiously fixing her bangs from time to time. Jia intently paid attention to Bada’s words, not minding the stutter at all.

Bada passed the conversation onto Jia, relaxing a bit once the the girl started rambling about a subject she was interested in. After many conversations and laughs, the two girls had finished their lunches.

Both of them learned more about each other and it grew their connection, as well as their feelings for one another. Once the bill came, Jia instantly took it. Bada protested, saying that since she was the one to invite her, she should pay.

But Jia wouldn't back down. “You bought me a snack yesterday, so I buy you lunch today. Also, weren't you the one that said ‘friends buy friends things’?” Jia confidently recited, a slight smirk resting across her face as she took her wallet from her bag.

Bada sighed and jokingly rolled her eyes with a grin on her face. “Using my words against me, I see. Fine, but next time… I'm paying.” Bada waved a finger at the girl and Jia waved it off as she placed her card inside the bill holder and signed her signature before handing it back over to the waiter.

Jia sweetly smiled at Bada’s fake frown. “Thank you for letting me pay, I could see how much it pained you to do so.” She dramatically thanked the girl with both hands on her heart, causing Bada’s facade to crack and a laugh to escape.

“It really did hurt me watching you pay. My heart clenched in agony.” Bada mimicked Jia’s dramatics while deepening her playful frown. The waitress returned Jia’s card and wished the two a good day before attending to the next table.

The two girls simultaneously stood up with a sigh. “This was really fun, we have to do it again sometime soon.” Bada voiced with a charming smile. “I was just about to say the same thing.” Jia agreed with a matching smile and a head nod.

Bada and Jia slowly made their way down to the lower levels of the building, carrying out their conversation for as long as they could. The two frequently brushed arms in the process, but neither of them addressed it.

Jia thought that their paths would divide once they stepped out onto the concrete, but Bada offered to walk Jia to her car. Of course, the girl accepted the offer. The pair continued their conversation as they slowly strode to Jia’s car.

Both girls didn't want to end the conversation, but Jia knew if she didn't Bada would be late for the meeting she mentioned earlier. Jia hugged the girl goodbye, staying in each other’s hold for just a moment longer than what seemed customary.

Jia watched Bada walk in the other direction before getting into her own car. Instead of igniting the engine, she sat behind the wheel and reflected on the past hour she spent with Bada. She couldn't help the giddy smile that graced her features as she excitedly tapped against her wheel.

Her soul almost left her body when knocks were heard against her window. Jia’s eyes widened as a hand fell on her chest before she slowly turned toward the culprit.

A breath was released once she realized the guilty party was Ryujin. The girl laughed at her friend’s change of expression before signaling her to lower her window. Jia followed her friend’s signal as she caught her breath and steadied her heart.

“If I died just now, just know you would be the one responsible,” Jia uttered with narrowed eyes, causing Ryujin’s smile to grow. “Well, good thing you didn't because you wouldn't hear what I'm about to say.”

Jia’s expression changed as she turned her body toward the girl leaning on her car window. “First of all, that place was great. Ten out of ten food, I'll probably go again with-” “Okay, okay, I get it. The food was amazing, now tell me what I want to know.” Jia cut the girl off with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

“That, my friend, was definitely a date. I don't even know where to begin on how much of a date that was. It was so cute, you two are perfect.” Ryujin continued to gush at the memory of observing the date.

A bright grin, with a hint of shyness, grew on Jia’s face as she covered her mouth at what Ryujin revealed. “You're positive?” “Baby, why would I lie about this?” Ryujin rhetorically questioned, a smile still present on her features.

“No, you actually might be right. Thank you for your service, agent baby girl.” Jia jokingly drew out with a salute, although there was still some doubt in her head.

“Anytime, except for the rest of the day. I can't believe I had to play spy on my day off…” Ryujin voiced with slight disbelief, shaking her head before saying goodbye to Jia.

The girl laughed at her friend’s claim and watched her walk away from the window. She rolled it back up and laid her head against the seat. A satisfied him drew out of her matching smile before she decided to start her car.

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lees-chaotic-brain · 7 months ago

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🏁-Looking back at the first thing you've written/posted, how have you improved since then?

🌓- Show us a snippet of a before and an after between drafts! What did you change and why?

HI HI. HOW ARE YOU ML??

writerblr ask game!!!

1. um so the first thing i ever wrote/posted was my gojo x oc fic otherworldly. (don't look for it it's deleted for the time being). honestly i think at that point i was really bad at managing word flow, my dialogue was really cringe, and i was bad at describing emotion. that being said, i think all of that has gotten so much better in the last fourteen odd months!

2 so for this i'll actually use my current wip, because i've done SO much revising and it's a really good example.

this also got kinda long so the rest is beneath the cut. enjoy this little peek into my writing process for these fics!!

when i first start writing a song fic i look up the lyrics online, listen to the song, and select somewhere around three and five groups of lyrics i like. then i copy and paste them into the doc, and outline what the portion based on each set of lyrics is about.

as you can see in these screenshots i have the major sections of the fic outlined with the last two lines of each portion being the lyrics. i didn't include the last section because i didn't want to spoil anything.

from here i pick the section that speaks to me the most and start writing. i'll show you a few examples below.

so clearly some of them only have a couple of sentences added, but i continued developing my ideas. normally this is where the process for these fics ends. i just write the sections, tie them together a little, edit and post. but this is different.

i think the most important change here is i decided i wanted to do it in a 5 + 1 format so you can see that i labelled the sections with numbers and a heading.

but then yesterday i decided that i didn't like how i had set it up and completely redid the set up. i don't want to spoil it since some of the parts are in their final draft, but this is pretty much the final version of the first paragraph

that way i can shift into the 5 + 1 smoother, but honestly it might not even be a 5 + 1 anymore i still need to work out the formatting. also i don't know if i'm actually going to include the lyrics in this one which is going to be a big change.

anyways sorry for the yap sesh! hope you enjoyed this look into my brain lol.

#ignore the fact that the text is green #it's because it's in my version history #lee's brain answers #lee's brain moots!#from: berryzxx-writes #chats with berry 🍓☀️

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livums · 2 years ago

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WIP Soundtrack Tag

Tagged by @writernopal (kind of a little while ago.... hehe). Find her post here!

Doing this for The Romance of the Demigods, because I think the marking blood ost needs... some more time to cook (the playlist is more angsty heartbreak songs and not... angsty heartbreak SOUNDTRACK music yknow? Maybe I'll do another part sometime).

Anyways I'm killing the part of me that cringes please be gentle with me 💜 also I'm being very vague so as to dodge spoilers as best I can bc I don't want to just leave the song with no context LOL

I added the Spotify previews of my favorites/the most important(?) songs below the cut lol

Teir Abhaile Riu | The end would make a great backing for a trailer theme... that's what I imagine, at least. hehe.

The Mageseeker | Nysean flees the palace, her home, in search of the Demifae and the Aiamede.

Dance of the Pagans | Theme of Kesh Akesheen, who has freshly dodged death, again.

Somewhere Out There in All that Noise | Eve is afflicted by dreams. She can't hear what she's telling herself.

The Dynasty | Theme of the Paladins of the Sonnelic Host, and its Holy Commander Réithe au Haulgen.

Surviving Exile | Kesh and Eve have a fraught second impression. The nature of Kesh's magic becomes clear to Eve.

Ancient Land | The fellowship departs, united on their journey... kind of.

The Banquet / Nil Sé'n Lá / Kingdom Dance | Various songs of traveling and merrymaking.

Lament of Orpheus | Irial sings.

Carrying You / The Journey to the West | Kesh comes home, to all that awaits her.

The Ancient Wellspring | Theme of the Aiamede, domain of the Queen of the Earth.

Dashing and Bashing / Blood in the Wine | Fun, games, and Fae antics in the Domain of the Earth.

Burn for You / Eyes, Nose, Lips | Eve tells Kesh how she feels. Kesh feels like her chest has imploded.

Magic is Everywhere, Magic is Rising | Kesh realizes who she needs the most. Eve bears the ink of their covenant.

La Stravaganza / Radiance | The Hierophant, Nysa's betrothed.

The Call | A great tragedy has struck. Kesh weaves a dangerous plan.

Charge of the Knights | Like, it's a really stupid fucking plan.

Revolution | Eve fights a traitor.

Specks of Time | Eve learns the truth of her dreams, the truth about Nysa, and the truth about Kesh.

SORRY it got so long. oops! Anyways, tagginggggg (if u haven't done it already and would sure like to) @writinglittlebeasts @sarahlizziewrites @yedithwrites @ink-flavored @tabswrites @cabaretofwords @rudeneles @jasperygrace @words-after-midnight @mysticstarlightduck @welcome-to-the-atmosphere and anyoneeee else who would like to, please tag me! o k thank you bye <3

#sorry for posting league of legends can u ever forgive me #if you’re gonna listen to one song in full please make it burn for you #the preview doesn’t capture any of the good parts #writeblr #writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #writeblr community #tag game #my WIPs #{roses there are many}#Spotify #wip soundtrack

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columbiastapshoes · 2 years ago

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so if a modern version of frank-n-furter, janet, columbia, and magenta from the rocky horror picture show formed a riot grrrl/rock/sometimes other genres girl(ish) band would that be crazy or what?

AU TIME YIPPEEEEE!! made this one with irl friend @hatsunerandal a while back and i’ve been meaning to post about it i just keep forgetting LMAO so yeah!! band au!!

this band is called the transsexual pussycats because. yeah.

we have everyone on vocals, janet on drums and guitar, frank also on drums and guitar (they switch which one does which (that was a lot of rhyming)), columbia on bass, and magenta also on guitar and keyboards :D

“don’t be cringe about it” NEVER. COLUMBIA IS SCENE NOW RAAAAHH 🦅🦅🦅🦅

janet’s style is just. lana del ray vinyl. and magentas goth and franks punk yaaay!!!

irl friend and i have put together a total of. 4 albums i think? and i am almost done with the fifth one! our process is just. find already existing songs, plop them in a playlist, and then write paragraphs about who sings what and who wrote what and what they wrote the songs about etc etc! quite a fun process if i do say so myself :3

albums 1, 3, and 4 were done by me, album 2 was done by irl friend!! their names are “mcpussy meal” (we almost named the band mcpussy but after i said “old mcpussy had a farm eieio” we changed our minds), “lord of the lesbian jellyfish”, “one girl, 69420 women”, “honestly,” and the fifth one which im not quite done with is “rose blood”!! we’re slaying with the names as u can see! the songs mostly stick to a rock/riot grrrl sound, but they can also do some more pop/hyperpop or electronic songs, and i felt REALLY silly and added a folk song to rose blood :3

now. u might be asking. where is the rest of the cast? what part do they play in this au? well!! for one thing columbia and eddie broke up (she’s with magenta now i love lesbians) and she has written at least one song about him per album 🫶 but other than that he’s out of the picture, along with pretty much everyone else…

EXCEPT FOR BRADLEY MAJORS.

i told my friend about brad in this au and they just said “brad def has groupie energy that 1000% works” and i think about that a lot LMAO he’s not actually a groupie he’s just their biggest fan ever even though he doesn’t even listen to their style of music. he attends every concert, has all the merch, is basically just so embarrassing about it i love him dearly. he’s also in a qpr with janet and dating frank yahoo!! i fucking LOVE the brad/janet dynamic in this au because all of her concert outfits are so slutty and so pink and after the shows and after hugging her aggressively he’s like “you’re wearing so little are you cold :( wear my jacket i don’t want you getting sick” and in one of the songs she is quite literally screaming her lungs out and im just imagining him watching that at a rehearsal and being like “Yay!! :-D” he’s the silliest ever actually

it’s also a canon event that the band got interviewed by that one guy with the hat who goes WHO ARE YOU i hope u know who im talking about if u don’t im so sorry that was so vague

ok those are the basics!! if ppl see this and enjoy it feel free to ask me questions about it i love talking about my silly guys so very much and thank u so much for reading this far 😭😭

#rocky horror picture show #rocky horror #rhps #rocky horror au #brad majors #columbia rhps #frank n furter #magenta rhps

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mattress-ing · 2 years ago

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spotify ask game: 56, time!

I’m going to commit to >1k words for your drabble. Time is a good guess! Feel free to send an ask for what you're looking for and I'll see what I can do!

This song was actually added to my playlists because I had a mini fic moment in mind already but it wasn’t fitting in with any projects I was posting so I didn’t write it until now. (In the same timeline as Brothers: Verb: To Reflect With Violent Honesty)

JRWI Drey Ferin mini character study, contains mild spoilers from up to episode 112, mentions of guns, >600 words

Captain Beau sits Drey down rather firmly.

The captains quarters are normally cozy and welcoming, strange for a pirate ship but fitting to Beau. Now, it’s hard to feel anything but shame under the context of his actions, and Drey finds it difficult to relax his uneasy shoulders. He doesn’t apologize, just sits and waits for blame.

Jayson had been there on the dock. Drey had, for one moment, looked him in the eyes and felt entirely justified. He’s a pirate now, forging his own path, he doesn’t have to care what his brother thinks.

Then Jayson opened his mouth and it all went out the window as Drey dropped his shoulder and charged him.

It wasn’t a long fight. Jayson has been stronger than him for years, and Drey didn’t take the opportunity to go for his gun when it appeared.

Beau motions towards his gun and Drey sets it on the table obediently, long past behind afraid to be without it in his presence. “Tell me about it.”

Drey cringes at himself when confusion precedes relief. Still expecting rejection even after over a year of being met with only compassion.

It takes him a few moments to begin to explain. He didn’t fight as hard as he could even after promising the crew he would. He opens and closes his mount a few times before landing on, “He’s my brother. It-“ it feels silly to say it, but the captain understands the importance of honesty and impresses it upon his crew, “It’s his daughter’s birthday tomorrow.”

Beau just nods and sits back. Quiet but open, his eyes still full of trust.

“I’m feel like I shouldn’t just shoot him, if only for that.” Guilt pulls at him from every direction, hurt his brother, hurt the crew, hurt himself. Every path hurts his family. Why is it there are no options without casualties?

Sitting forward, Beau pulls an envelope out from his coat. “He sent you this. I’m sorry. It was a while ago, and I hid it from you.”

Drey's heart sinks. Both at the Captain’s lie and at the seal of the letter. Official. Crisp even after days at sea. He's being disowned. Formally.

“I-“ He shakes his head, reaching for the letter. He wants nothing more than to shrink away from it but he holds his head as high as he would in front of Jayson. “I think I know what this is.”

Beau nods again. “Me too.” His grip on the letter is firm but after a gentle tug he relents, “that’s why I wanted to hide it.”

They both sit quietly. Drey fingers the seal of the envelope but doesn’t open it.

“Finn cast anti-magic on him just then.” Beau says quietly. “He wasn’t going to be pulling his punches like you.” There’s a quiet you don’t deserve to be treated like that that lingers in the air. The sentence seems ever present when he talks to Beau about his family.

They sit in quiet again. And Drey finally opens the envelope, reading the letter and then rereading it when he blinks the mist from his vision.

“You’re stuck between two, Drey." Beau puts one hand on the letter and one on his pistol, "The hope that your family changes for the better and allows you to stay, or the hope for the independence you could gain if you leave and burn the ship you left on. Neither hope is safe. And there will never be a time that feels right to take either path.”

Drey opens his mouth but is cut off as Beau takes the letter, writing something on the back.

“-you don’t have to know now. And you don’t have to choose now. But I can see that the indecision is drowning you. So when you know which one you’re going to shoot for,” he pushes Drey’s pistol and the amended letter back towards him, “I’d better see you shoot that shit.”

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williamthethrilliam · 2 months ago

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Doppelganger (Long Ver.): Catch and Release

To start, this story doesn't have any real ending. As much as I would love to tie what I mention here with a neat little bow, I can't. I can tie different threads into a semi-complete knot, but the whole background and aftermath of this story isn't ready to be tied up just yet. What follows details a story of delusion, rudeness, and tension. Set all hope aside for the future, for this story details ones' loss of hope in the past. Now gaze backwards, hear the tale of Doppelganger.

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Sorry for the dramatic hook, but I had to reel you in somehow!

Inspiration

Now, it may not come as a surprise to those who pay attention to my past that I am quite a fan of Not In The Groove (notITG for short). For those who are unaware, notITG can simply be described as DDR but on drugs. The whole draw of notITG is to figure out how to read a chart amidst a sea of intentionally confusing and distracting visuals. The main difficulty factor in notITG is the reading aspect of it, as opposed to the more technical mastery you would get in other rhythm games. It's the sort of controlled chaos I love to see in a video game.

One particular chart from this game really stands out to me. One of the same name, TaroNuke's Doppelganger chart.

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There is so much I can say about this chart, but I will simply say that is is wonderfully chaotic. It is done with such a level of mastery that it is no wonder the creator of this chart is one of the developers of notITG. Taro has moved to more professional endeavors, namely being the director of the (quite fantastic) A Dance of Fire and Ice DLC, but he still posts notITG content occasionally.

Being obsessed over this Doppelganger chart, I was quite invested in what other people provided for their take on the genre-capricious song. I remember finding an Arcaea WIP that had a decent amount of camera movement in it. It looked cool. However, the attention was to be brought to the comments, where someone said...

...yea, what if the chart had a fake side? That would be sick!

So I got to scribbling. My initial idea was to have light notes and dark notes appear at the same time. However, whatever note set you press would depend on what color the track was. So light side notes should only be pressed on a light sided track and conflict notes should only be pressed on a conflict track. I kept the idea in my back pocket, waiting for the right time to start working on it.

And then the time came.

Enter ArcCreate, the most popular way to develop and play Arcaea fan-made charts. I have acquainted myself with this program over the several months making simple charts. I even got a tad familiar with the mods system, dubbed SceneControl (cause it's unity cringed). Specifically, version 1.2 had the ability to make this concept come true. It had judgement adjustment, which meant that I was able to create mine notes, adding what I though would be responsive and challenging gameplay to this chart.

I also had this other idea. What if I submitted this chart to the ArcCreate Charting Contest (ACC), an anonymous voting-based competition for the sake of fun (and bragging rights), as a proof of what version 1.2 can be? The submission phase of ACC started the same day that version 1.2 dropped. The last day was one month away.

I can do that

Development

I would recommend watching the chart before reading further to get more context.

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I opened up ArcCreate and started charting the song. My method was to work on everything linearly. Start to finish. I first got the notes to act as mines. It was relatively simple, just a couple of modifiers to a note group. Then, I used an openly available mod called faketrack.lua, which is able to switch the track to different colors mid song using png files. Implementing it was easy, the person already included the base light and conflict tracks with the script. Had a slight hitch when creating the multi-color track, but I was able to solve it by cutting down on it's vertical size. Then I messed with the camera around that time. I wanted to keep relatively vanilla gameplay, as the gimmick revolved around the track and keeping a visual on that was very important. This restricted what I did with the camera, mostly just using it for emphasis on certain beats and buildup. The most drastic thing I did with it was move it back and forth during the arc trace section.

Now here comes the challenging part, background manipulation. I wanted to do it in a specific way, referencing Taro's Doppelganger mashup section. This required a lot of thinking and iteration, and was my main focus for the chart.

The first order was to create backgrounds for each of the songs Doppelganger references during its mash-up build-up part. Now down the list...

1. Athaza

For songs that didn't have a BGA, I drew something that was based on the vibe of the section. To me, Azatha gave me more of a "sailing the seas" vibe. Also to note, the triangle in the middle is going to be black for all of the backgrounds in the name of uniformity.

2. ��喜蘭舞

Yet again, no BGA. For this one I felt more of a rave type vibe. I made a bit of a rainbow with the lasers and some smoke for the lasers to actually look that in a semi-real setting (they would NOT be shining that bright though).

3. Mere Fancy

Another "no BGA" one. This time I referenced the notITG chart, with a chalkboard inspired background. The ArcCreate logo is on the left with the Arcthesia logo on the right, which was what the fanmade community used to call itself before ArcCreate.

4. Evanescent

This had a BGA! Finally! I love the circles interacting with each-other in the BGA, so I took a cue from that. Even drew a little skyline to boot!

5. Calamity Fortune

This is a touhou remix, which is cool because ZUN cooks on music and seeing others reinterpret that is awesome. The base touhou song is actually referenced twice in the album, so there is no coincidences that this background looks a little like...

6. Wizdomiot

This BGA looked sick, loved the neon grid ascetic. The star fracturing is also really cool in this one. Out of the two "Touhou" backgrounds I produced, this one is personally my favorite from the two. Just don't tell their sibling about that...

7. Poison AND÷OR Affection

This BGA for this one had cool pink neon shapes and a black reflective sphere in the middle of the room for one of its final scenes, which I took as inspiration for this background. I wish I incorporated the green that appeared in the music video more in this background, but alas.

8&9. The Alice Songs

"Alice Doll -厭世アリスドール-" and "Alice In Misanthrope -厭世アリス-" are merged together in Doppelganger. Misanthrope has a (findable) BGA associated with it, but I really couldn't draw much inspiration from that. So instead, I threw my DND character down a pit and artistically rendered her falling down (and then copy pasted mirrored the drawing for the falling up bit).

10. もぺもぺ

Now this BGA is iconic! However, I took some creative liberties and gave the face to the sun, who has conveniently sided, shaped, and positioned sunglasses. This is a callback to a background I made earlier as a shitpost, which thankfully no one remembered during the anonymous competition. they sure glazed over my name in the comments of my code though hahahahahahahahaha. real talk that caused me a lot of stress during the first part of the competition cause i was just waiting for doppel to be dq'd.

11. Aleph-0

Ok, so this part was originally going to abuse how transparent backgrounds were rendered in ArcCreate, but I found out that it didn't work as well as I hoped. Instead, I plastered the obsolete notifier from Source 2 in the background and called it a day.

12. I

So, originally I drew a different background off of vibes, then redid that one because I found its BGA. While "I" does had a BGA, I thought that this background I drew prior fit well and looked good. I still don't regret making this choice, I like what I did with this one.

Now that I have 10 original pieces I can play around with, it was time to get a move on, literally. The backgrounds were to move left to right across the screen, be titled to be friendly to all aspect ratios, and behave as a little strip, like a window to that background that moves across the screen.

The problem with this part of the post is that I would have to go into a bunch of jargon that really would make any sense to the casual reader. So I drew this instead.

Hopefully that gets my point across. If it doesn't, it wouldn't be the first time I confused the hell out of someone because of Doppelganger.

Bullet Points

- The charter alias is a reference to Peeesh, the antagonist of UKSRTX. Yes, that is indeed 3 Es. Don't get it wrong.

- Loss.

- There is a reference to "Do you still remember?" from the UKSRT series. During the "suspended in air" section (right after the mashup), the chart makes the player press up, up, down, up.

- The final two notes (and mines) are a reference to Haunted House, which is a very popular meme in the notITG community.

The Part I Really Don't Like Talking About

So I submitted it to a competition. How did it do? How did it rank?

Heh.

So it turns out when people see a bunch of notes in a video, they don't focus on what the notes mean, they just focus on the fact that the chart looks like a hot pile of fucking garbage. They weren't playing the chart so they thought every mine I placed was a real note that was intended to be hit.

Who knew?

Most people wrote off Doppelganger as a shitty entry.

As of now, I would agree with them.

However, what really peeved me off was the lack of respect my chart was given. A small bunch of people used my chart (and other "lesser" charts) as a punching bag because my work was flawed. Most of these jeering few also work on their own charts.

The lack of sympathy from people I saw as peers was...

demotivating.

I entered this competition for two reasons.

The first was the thought the concepts of my chart were indeed worth spreading and sharing. I thought my ideas deserved a stage beyond my small little corner of the community.

The second was to improve.

I was foolish, delusional to think I deserved such a stage to stand on. I was clearly not ready.

But am I foolish for trying to look for improvement?

Am I delusional for trying to look for someone else's opinion?

Maybe what I was really looking for validation that I didn't deserve yet...

What I got from the competition was scraps of my goals.

Beyond the background tricks, Doppelganger will be forgotten. That is my hope, anyway.

All I got from Doppelganger was that it was "bad", that it was another bad Doppelganger chart, and that I should "try better next time". The problem is knowing that I created this thing that is "bad", I didn't trust myself to make anything better. I had almost no confidence in myself after reading every complaint about the chart.

What I did learn was how to handle the feelings associated with this lack of confidence. There were moments where I wanted to do something rude, something nasty, something provocative (in the prodding a cow way) to get attention. To remind. To haunt. I never really acted on those thoughts, and thankfully haven't gotten into the habit of being rude to others in the ArcCreate space (though I have had moments where my first reaction to certain things was just plain nasty).

I was in the middle of the semester when I decided to withdraw Doppelganger from ACC. I was running on empty and would not want what was supposed to be a casual creative endeavor to drag me down where things mattered. Ranking didn't matter to me in the slightest.

I wrote a letter to the community. It was about criticism, critique, and rudeness. People resonated with it.

Things changed, and things are changing.

I am still not ready to delve back into ArcCreate. I started a project during ACC to take my mind off of the mess that was happening. I briefly revisited that project in March. I would love to complete it, but I still lack the confidence to get my feet wet again.

The community surrounding ArcCreate is getting better, but I still have my (possibly unwarranted) doubts and fears. I am waiting for the next competition to see if fate repeats itself, then I will make the call.

Maybe this retelling of the journey is to get all of "Doppelganger" out of my system. No need to remember if it's written down, after all. A release of some tension, if you will (and I am sure as hell Will).

Well, I got school to attend, a DnD campaign to plan, and friends to talk to. See you around, yea?

And until then, the curtains close on this scene...

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...oh, and for those of you here under the presumption i made a new chart, april fools. enjoy doppeeganger.

#arccreate #arcaea #notitg #rythm game #doppelganger

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mikeyswayy · 3 months ago

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My brother is so rude omg

Everyone always fucking sides with him

I got a video of him and he's bitching about how I won't delete it but when he had videos of me a few years ago he wouldn't delete them, he would threaten me by saying he'd send them to his friends, all his gc's and would post it on his story's so I don't really fucking know why I should delete it honestly

And my mom makes it worse by like, if I brought it up, she'd say 'oh it's in the past!!!!!' Like yes, it is, but the fact that all of that shit is in the past does not make it better or make me feel better

When I was younger, idk if I already said this but around then I would like these like two specific guys, they make music or whatever and he would trash me for liking them which they are cringe and I can obviously see that now but at the time I liked them a lot, I'm not saying who they are cuz tf but you know

Once he added a song or a few songs I liked onto his playlist and we went to hang out with our friends and when they asked why those songs were on the playlist, he said I did it and they all three started shit talking me

I'm kinda fucking sick of this shit, always being the one people like talk shit about, I think I might be too sensitive

But it was how I was raised, I always say sorry, I always feel guilty for stuff I don't even do, I always act so soft

But I can't help it, I don't know what's wrong with me

Oh and one of the 'friends' was my 'boyfriend' at the time, 'boyfriend' I didn't like him at all, it was very forced, and that ugly motherfucker kissed me

Not counting that as a first kiss, ew mf tf

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agentstarkid · 2 years ago

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ROHAYHU ✦ DR3

“Rohayhu is an expression in the Guaraní language that serves to describe a deep feeling of love towards another person. It's believed that there are two variants of the story of its origin and in both situations, the couple falls in love almost from the first meeting. That feeling seems to grow rapidly over time. In an effort to show their affections through an expression that was only understandable to both of them, one of them proposed the word "Rohayhu" as the way to say "I love you." In this way, when one said it, the other would be able to understand the intention behind those words.”

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✦ TRACK LIMITS: female!reader, covid-19 & quarantine mentions, age gap, language.

✦ MAY'S RADIO: Holiiiii babes! ✨ I'm sososo happy you guys liked Serendipity as much as you did, I was honestly so anxious! I really cheerished each and every single one of your feedbacks 🤍 I'm also sooo sorry it took me so long to post part 2 but honestly I wouldn't even be posting this today if it wasn't for @onceuponaoneshotfanfic 🤍 she listened to all my ramblings and gave me so many great ideas when I was feeling stuck! 😭 On another note, I'm pretty sure most of you guys never heard of the guaraní language and that's okay because here I am to shed a bit of light on it 😉. Guaraní it's one of the official languages of my country (along with spanish) and, in my humble opinion, it sounds so romantic and elegant. And as much as I'm trying to keep the reader's nationality pretty ambiguous, I had to give my culture a little role in this story somehow. By the way, Ro is pronounced with a flicked R sound, not rolled and the O is /ŏ/. Hayhu sounds like 'Hi who'.

I really hope you enjoy this one! Every feedback is appreciated 🥰

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thefanficmonster · 4 years ago

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Phone Call Anxiety

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: None

Genre: FLUFF, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: When wanting to make quality merch, one needs a quality team there to produce and work on quality ideas. Great minds think alike. Great eyes see alike and great hands make alike - the three keys to the formula of creating a clothing line that will be fashionable and up to his brand. Luckily, Corpse knows just who to call.

Requested by Anon. Hi hun! Thank you so much for your wonderful request, I absolutely loved the idea! Sorry you’ve had to wait for it to be turned into a fic for so long, but I still hope you come across it and give it a read in which case I hope you enjoy it! Love, Vy ❤

He’s not a fan of phone calls. Anyone who knows him even remotely is very well informed on Corpse’s distaste for phone calls and upholding a conversation over the phone. He’d even go as far as to say talking to a person face to face is less stressful for him than that previous option.

But still, seeing as how the person he’s trying to reach lives in a different state and is rather busy all the time, arranging an IRL meeting is basically impossible at the moment, and sending her a text results in running the risk of having the text overlooked or completely lost in the sea of notifications she probably gets on the daily.

Therefore, a phone call was his only proper way of reaching her. And it’s what’s got him pacing the room with his nervousness peaking. He doesn’t know anything about this girl, nothing concrete at least. He was referred to her by Jack who brought her up in their passing conversation when Corpse mentioned how paranoid he was regarding his upcoming merch project. He specifically stated he doesn’t want anything basic and he wants the clothes to be fashionable, suitable for anyone no matter the age or gender and to be endurable. With all the love he has for his fans, he doesn’t want to give them anything less than what they deserve - the best.

“My friend’s the person you’re looking for.“ Jack said enthusiastically and confidently, “She helped me design the latest merch line I put out and I’ve never been more satisfied with my own merch. I’m planning on offering her a position in Cloak for her birthday. Make sure not to let that one slip out if you give her a call though.“ He warned half-jokingly.

Bottom line, with that kind of intro, Corpse couldn’t help but let his interest be piqued. And so, he asked for this girl - Y/N’s contact info from Jack before he went to surf through her social media where she thankfully posted plenty of pictures of her creations, never failing to mention specifications in the caption of each picture so the viewers would get the perfect and most detailed idea of how high the standard for her work is.

And so he’s finally managed to talk himself into dialing her number that’s been sitting in his phone for weeks now. As he paces his living room, his nerves chewing him out like a dog would with a toy, listening to the ear piercing ring of the dial waiting to get picked up by the girl he’s trying to reach.

Just then, Corpse’s head turns so that his eyes meet the glowing red numbers on his digital clock on his desk and he damn near hangs up the call right away - it’s half an hour past midnight. Fast as lightning, he removes the phone from his ear, his thumb flying over to press the red ‘end call’ button. Just then, a faint ‘hello’ reaches his ears, coming from the phone’s speaker. She’s answered the call.

He hurries to put the phone back up to his ear.

“Hey, sorry for taking so long to pick up, I ought to clean my desk eventually cause my phone was literally BURIED under a pile of papers.“ A cheerful sing-song voice rattles his stale and sleep deprived consciousness, as if awakening him from a half-dream state. “You’re either a wrong number caller or a last minute client, aren’t you? Need something done urgently?“

Corpse is taken the hell aback by her strong and downright awing first impression. Not to mention her energy at an hour unsuitable for calls. Lord knows he wouldn’t have picked up if her were in her spot. With the intention of not wasting any more of her time than necessary, he hurries to explain his situation. “Y/N, right? Um no, I’m neither actually. I was told about you by a friend, he said you were a real miracle-doer with fashion design.” He trails off for a second, not completely sure of how to hold this conversation, “Uh, sorry for the odd timed call, I lost track of time. I’ve been meaning to call you for hours now but I...I was nervous.” He cringes the second the word leaves his lips, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. He doesn’t know why he wants to leave her with a great, better than realistic impression of himself but he does and as of now he deems his attempts as ultimate failures.

He hears her giggle from her end, rifling through what sounds to be papers, “Yeah, I’m her. And boy is it refreshing to get someone who’s calling with an actual purpose.” She sighs as if a weight’s been lifted off her shoulders, “And don’t worry about the phone call anxiety. Makes two of us, to be honest.”

This catches him off-guard. The last thing he’d expect is for this girl to have phone call anxiety. In fact, she appears to be a natural, God-given talent at carrying conversations and upholding chit-chat with people. Maybe he’s a little too quick to judge - probably, considering he’s ‘known’ her for less than five minutes and knows nothing but her occupation, her name and the state she lives in - but that bubbly persona she greeted him with gave off the impression that it’s immune to any and all kinds of social anxiety - or anxiety in general. To hear such an honest and counter-to-assumptions confession on her part rattles him a tiny bit. In a good way though.

“How does that work for you? Isn’t your whole job depending on your phone conversational skills?“ He doesn’t mind that he didn’t phrase that too perfectly or that he straight up blurted it out. He knows he’ll be understood. She’s obviously a person who understands. Not just something specific, but everything. She simply understands. How he drew this conclusion and how accurate it is, he may not know until further notice.

“Well...“ she sighs as if genuinely looking to give him a proper answer, “You see, after doing it for so long and having been caught off guard quite a few times with some absolutely absurd orders, I’ve grown prepared of literally ANYTHING and I have a line prepared for anything the caller has to say. I just no longer let them catch me off guard and it’s fine. Helps avoid any possible awkward silences.“

Corpse’s eyebrows shoot up, her explanation only raising more questions rather than providing answers. But he’s not gonna be the annoying dumbass asking those questions at close to 1AM and bugging her. After all, if she agrees to this partnership, they’ll be hearing and potentially seeing a lot more of each other soon. “Impressive, honestly. You’re gonna need to teach me sometime.“ He’s unaware he’s smiling until he catches his reflection in the window. However, he doesn’t bother hiding it. This conversation is actually making him feel good, serving as a reminder that he’s not the only one who periodically goes through turmoil over small things.

She giggles again, this time the sound manages to draw a blush out of him, coating his cheeks, “I’d typically stray for revealing my secrets to professional success, but I’m willing to make an exception for you...” she pauses for a second as though she’s just now remembered something, “Oh shoot, I don’t even know your name.”

He wheezes out a nervous laugh, realizing he never introduced him, “Oh yeah, sorry, that’s my bad. My name’s Corpse, nice to meet ya.”

“Nice to meet you too, Corpse.“ Y/N replies, sounding pleased but teasing simultaneously, “Now tell me, you didn’t call me about my phone call secrets, did you? What may be the real purpose of your call?“

Oh shoot, he himself almost forgot what he was calling for. Luckily, the reference designs displayed on his computer screen remind him. “Right, well, I’ve been thinking of launching a new merch line either this month or the next, depending on how long the procedure will take, and I needed someone great on my team to make some merch actually worth the money people are paying for it. And, as I said, I was told you were in that ‘someone great’ category.”

“Told by who, if you don’t mind me asking?“ She briefly cuts him off, her voice now giving away the fact that she’s half-absent-minded in this conversation, added evidence be the ruffling of more papers on her end.

“Jack. I mean, Sean. You know, Jacksepticeye.“ Corpse explains, contemplating whether he should’ve ratted Jack out like that. Hearing the sound of delight Y/N lets out eases his worries ASAP though.

“Oh Gosh, I haven’t seen that cutie in so long! He’s like a brother to me so a friend of Jack’s is a friend of min-“ this time she cuts herself off so abruptly Corpse thought the line was cut or she hung up on him. She doesn’t let him wonder for long though, “Wait, wait, wait....Merch? And you’re friends with Jack?“ She pauses for a second once again, once again not a long enough second for Corpse to speak up. “You’re a famous YouTuber, aren’t you?“

He was completely unaware of the fact Y/N hadn’t realized he was someone famous yet. In fact, he didn’t think of it because he thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to her considering she’s friends with Jack-fucking-septiceye! In his mind, his ranking is far lower than Jack’s - despite that mindset being absurd - so the last thing he expected was for her to have some sort of impressed reaction to have been talking to him on the phone this whole time. Hell, she doesn’t even know his full YouTube name or what kind of content he produces.

“WAIT!“ She shouts urgently, startling him a tiny bit, “You’re Corpse Husband, aren’t you? Oh my God, yes you are, how didn’t I put it together sooner? Ah crap, I really need more coffee for this.“

“No! No, you need more sleep.“ Corpse hurries to correct her but is very clearly ignored or overlapped with the many sounds that are coming from her end, “What are you doing?“

“You’re getting the first rough sketch of a design by tomorrow morning.“ She says, taking a sip of whatever beverage she’s acquired for the purpose of keeping her awake, “You go ahead and get some sleep, I know exactly what I’m doing. Don’t worry about it.“

“I’m not worried about the design.“ He hurries to say before she, God forbid, hangs up on him, “It’s 1AM, woman, you need sleep! I don’t need those designs done by tomorrow. Hell, I don’t even need them this week!“

“You don’t, but I do.“ Y/N says, sounding almost breathless because of what seems to be overwhelming excitement, “You don’t get it - I’m designing merch for Corpse fucking Husband! You have any idea how crazy that is?“

“I personally would say it’s underwhelming. I mean, I’m no Pewdiepie, after all.“ He says, now sat at his desk with his free hand rubbing his temple as he stares at the designs he’s pulled up on his screen, ones he probably won’t need given that he’s now working with a professional.

“Oh, shut it.“ She chuckles, “Shut it and get some sleep, ok? I’ll talk to you in the morning.“

“Noooo...“ He leisurely stretches the word, “Tell me, Y/N, do you have Discord?” She clicks her tongue instantly, giving him a signal that the question he’s asked is bordering into the territory of ridiculous. He playfully rolls his eyes, “Alright then, lemme find you. If we’re partnering up on this, we’re both staying up.”

“You know you can just straight up tell me you don’t fully trust me with this? Like, I won’t be offended, I get it.“ She murmurs in-thought, the sound of clicking evident on her end.

“You know you can just straight up tell me you don’t want me bothering you and want me to leave you alone?“ He mimics her statement, smirking to himself as he pulls up Discord, knowing he’s already won.

She huffs and tells him her Discord info, quickly adding a small comment, “...but only because great minds think alike. I know we’ll be getting along on this design pretty nicely.”

“Yeah, yeah, right, sure, whatever you say.“ He laughs, “Accept my friend request and let’s drop this phone call.“

“Hey! - um, before we do that, I just wanna say a quick thank you.“ Y/N murmurs quietly, as if half-hoping he doesn’t hear her.

“For what?“ Corpse asks, his brows furrowing, unsure if they’re on the same page about this gratitude.

“For never once triggering my phone call anxiety.“ She admits, “I mean, I know I said I have lines prepared for every conversation scenario possible, but you totally caught me off-guard.“ She giggles a tiny bit, now sounding dangerously close to nervous, “But, not in a bad way, if that makes sense. Sorry if it doesn’t, I need more coffee.“

“No, no, it does!“ He hurries to reassure her, “It really does. And thank you too. Thank you for, you know, tolerating my BS at this hour. God knows I would’ve ignored your call if our roles were reversed.“

He hears her scoff and can’t help but laugh, “Huh ok, I see.“ She says, sounding greatly triggered and mock-pissed at his confession, “I’ll make sure to think of that next time you call me after midnight. Or at all, ever.“

Laughing his butt off, the only thing Corpse can think of in this moment is:

Damn, this girl and I are gonna get along

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sassymoon · 4 years ago

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like i would \ s.r fanfic

pairing: spencer reid x reader summary: spencer cheated, and reader wants to get revenge. genre: angst? i think? word count: 1.9k cw: cheating, curse words, talk about sex and mentions of sexual things but no actual smut. (daddy kink, edging, bonding) minors DNI. a\n: yo im on a roll with writing fics (because i dont want to do my uni work but well ignore that). also this is obviously inspired by song like i would by zayn. what is in bold and italic are readers thoughts

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She knows what she's doing is wrong. She knows its childish, stupid and petty. She knows that it will probably do more bad than good. But honestly? She doesn't really care. As she was applying the last touch of her makeup- the dark red lipstick he loves so much, she can't help but grin at her reflection in the mirror. She looks good, damn she will even say she looks hot. Walking to the bar downtown with her head held high and heels even higher, she knows that tonight, she will make him jealous. He will regret breaking her heart, he will regret acting like a complete asshole to her.

The bar would probably be much too crowded for her liking, but you couldn't expect less from a Friday night in DC. she knows he and his team will be here- after all she still follows penelope on instagram and saw her posting a story of all the team sitting and drinking at their usual bar, and him sitting and smiling on the corner, with the little bitch sitting on his lap.

One last look at herself on the black screen of her phone before going in to make sure she still looks good, one last puff to her hair and one last breath. She's ready to get her revenge on Spencer reid.

Her long legs carrying her inside the bar, the bouncer already knows her after being here with him so many times that he doesn't even need to check her ID. a year gone to the drain, she thinks to herself about the first night she met him at this exact bar and letting him into her heart. But she wont allow self pity to take over tonight, no, she did it for the past month and had had enough. Tonight she's going to make him sorry, sorry he ever chose that blonde over her.

The loud music blasts as she makes her way through the crowd, people dancing and grinding against each other without a care. She used to be one of them not so long ago with him, dancing like they are alone and nothing can come between them. Well, nothing besides his ability to keep his tongue in his own mouth. As she talks to the bartender to order her drink, she spots his team sitting in the corner.

‘Now I just need one of them to notice me so I'll have an excuse to come’

she thinks to herself, and like the gods themself heard her, JJ looks her way and waves. She pays for her drink and sways her hips towards the busy table, making sure to have a visible smirk plastered all over her face. “JJ hi! I missed you so much!” The rest of the team moved their heads at the sound of her voice, and though she didn't look in his direction, she could feel him cringe at how close she was to him. All of the team had a fake smile on, trying to hide their obvious tension between you and their teammate. “Me too y\n! I hope you're doing good, we all missed you on our girls night out last week” “Yes y\n, you must come with us next time!” penelope added Y\n took a long sip from her drink and waved her hand in dismissal. “I'm sorry girls, I've always loved hanging out with you, but I don't think we can anymore. I don't think i can trust you while you're still friends with the man who cheated on me” All the eyes that were on you were directed toward Spencer, and awkward silence lingered for a few moments while no one knew what to say, or even wanted to say anything.

‘Step one of the plan complete motherfucker’

After another sip from her sweet drink, and still ignoring Spencer's eyes that drilled holes in her head, she spoke again. “I hope you'll all have a nice time, i'm going to find some better company” Turning around, a huge smirk on her lips, she knew they all looked at her and felt embarrassed about what she said to them. She hoped that Spencer and that girl would feel even worse than the rest. With her glass empty, she left it at a random table and walked over to the dancefloor, just close enough so they all would still be able to see her.

‘It shouldn't be hard to find someone to dance with, i look like a goddess tonight’

With her back towards the table who was still looking at her, she moved her hips from side to side, while grabbing the neck of the man closest to her. His name didn't matter, she didn't really care what he did for a living and if he looked good outside of the dim lights. She only cared that he put his hands on her midsection and pulled her close. After a few songs and some kisses full of tongue, she turned around with his hands still on her, to grind her ass on his growing bulge. She closed her eyes while his hands traveled up, slowly massaging her breasts through her halter top. She opened her eyes and saw exactly what she wanted- straight ahead was Spencer, staring right at her. The little blonde is still sitting on his lap and trying to get his focus back on her. She smiled mischievously at him, looking straight into his eyes while moving her hands on top of the stranger, encouraging him to grab her boobs even harder.

‘Good thing i didn't wear a bra tonight’

She turned around to the young man behind her, excusing herself to the bathroom and saying she'll be right back. As she walked towards the ladies room, she didn't need to look back to know who was following her. Around the corner she was leaning with her back to the wall, waiting for him to show his face. “Hi spencer, long time no see” He stood shocked before her, hands in his pockets, not knowing what to say and how to start this conversation. Why did he even follow her? He had a beautiful girl sitting with him and here he is walking after the woman that told him, in nicer words, to go fuck himself. Sure, he deserved it, but why is he still feeling so drawn to her? Why cant he remain with the other girl, the one that wants him? And most importantly, why is she standing here, looking better than ever, and just laughing at him when he looks at her?

“Cat got your tongue? Or is it the blonde slut that waits for you back at the table that has it?” Spencer ran his hands over his face in frustration. “What are you doing here y\n?” “Just trying to find someone to go home with. Hoping it will be better than the guy i took home from here last time. He was a dick and ended up cheating on me” Spencer's body moved on his own, slowly inching closer to her. As she glanced down, she saw the tent forming in his pants.

‘Step two complete’

“No y\n, I think you came here to make me jealous. You want to make me regret cheating on you, to try and make me feel as bad as I made you feel. I took control from you and you're just trying to take it back.” At the end of his sentence he was so close to her, their faces were almost touching, his hands locking her in a cage near her head. For a moment she felt a bit nostalgic for the first time they were in this situation, but it faded quickly when she remembered who he came to the bar with tonight. “Always the profiler, aren't you daddy?” A small hiss escaped his lips as she said his favorite title. But she wasn't done torturing him yet. She sneaked her hands up his torso as she continued speaking. “I gotta be honest with you, when I walked in on you and that girl last month, I felt betrayed. But now, I only feel sorry for you, you wanna know why daddy?” He started leaving small kisses on her neck, sucking bruises she would have to hide tomorrow. “Tell me princess”

‘This is too easy’

“Because I know you and I know your needs. Being with a girl 10 years younger than you might be exciting in the start, and might be something that most men fantasize about. But what all men fail to realize, that while she might still have the body of a 25 year old girl, she doesn't have the experience that i have” She pushed him closer to her by her hands and wrapped her right leg around his torso to keep him pushed against her. Her lips came close to his ear while she continued. “She doesn't know how to please you, she doesn't know how to touch your body and make you feel like I do.” She trailed small kisses behind his ear and on his neck, feeling his breath stopping while she sucked a bruise on his pulse point, and her hand slowly rubbing the bulge in his pants. “Tell me i'm wrong daddy and i'll stop” But he couldn't speak, she knew he wouldn't be able to. He might like to play dom in the bedroom, but she could control him just as much. “Tell me, does she submit to you like I did? Does she let you edge her for so long that she's begging for you? Does her body feel as good as mine as it wraps around you? Can she take all of you while she's on her knees with tears running down her face? And most of all, does she let you tie her up and leave bruises that will stay for days?” He pulled his head up and looked at her in the eyes. They were dark and his pupils were blown wide, full of lust. All he wanted was to kiss her, to push her into the bathroom stall and fuck her senseless, like he fantasized about in the last month after they broke up. “Youre killing me baby”

‘Oh you haven't seen nothing yet’

She put on the most emphatic smile she could and caressed her palm on his cheek. “I know, and i hope you'll remember how good i can make you feel, because you will never get to have me again” She pushed him off her, walking with her back towards the crowd and her face to the pathetic man infront of her, ready to place her final blow. “I hope that bitch was worth it, because what we had was real and pure. And you fucked up. But that's ok, because I will be able to find another dick to please me, but you will never find someone as good as me. Goodbye forever spencer.”

She walked away from him, not even wanting to hear the poor excuses he would try to say to her. She smiled and waved to the young girl that was staring at her from the table, both of them knowing that Spencer followed her to the back of the bar and why. She slowly pointed at her neck, showing her the purple bruise on her neck that formed from him, seeing how her face fell as she saw it.

‘Maybe now you will feel like i did when i watched you shove your tongue down my boyfriends throat bitch’ And with that, her plan was over. She walked out of the bar, ready to put that chapter of her life behind her. Needless to say, she never came back to that bar again.

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the-au-collector · 2 months ago

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Thanks for the tag!

1. How many works on AO3? 42

2. Total AO3 word count? 125,204

3. Top 5 fics by kudos:

The Song From The Sea: The sequel to Cupcakes for Harmony where Legend gets his daughter back. I believe this is my second-oldest fic on AO3 so I'm not surprised it's my top one.

Memories of Home: Legend is homesick and the Chain comforts him. One of the oldest LU fics I wrote, from back when I was just a lurker in the fandom.

Poor Rabbit Heart, Please Slow Down (You're Okay): In which I give Legend a laundry list of fears because I love making Legend cry. Part of my Sicktember 2024.

Cupcakes For Harmony: Legend had a daughter on Koholint. Unfortunately, she disappeared with Koholint. And the first fic I ever posted on AO3!

Warmth: Legend's arthritis flares up and Warriors helps. Part of Sicktember 2024.

4. What fandoms do you write for? Linked Universe... minus that ONE Promised Neverland fic I have posted. I also write Kingdom Hearts and Tales of the Abyss fic, but nothing is posted for either of those yet because they're all really long longfics.

5. Do you respond to comments? I really should, but I don't do it very much. I don't quite know what to say 😭

6. Fic with the angstiest ending: At the moment, it's Accepting Fate. I meant to finish it during Febuwhump but that unfortunately never happened because life got in the way. So, uh, it kind of ends with Legend nearly being killed by the Shadow? I meant for it to have a second chapter where Time and Legend talk it out, but that never happened so alas. Legend is stuck in unconscious hell.

7. Fic with the happiest ending: A lot of what I write is fluff so they all have quite happy endings. I guess the fluffiest ones right now are A Great Birthday, Crud We're Sick, Taking Care of a Legend, And There Was Only One Bed, and Proposal Under the Stars. (I'm sorry I couldn't choose which one was fluffier)

8. Do you get hate? Nope.

9. Do you write smut? I do not and probably won't ever.

10. Do you write crossovers? No. ... Unless you count Kingdom Hearts (which is in itself a disney x final fantasy crossover)

11. Ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic? I have not.

14. All-time favorite ship? I'm usually a multishipper but Ravioli for LU, Aschtalia for Tales of the Abyss, and Venkai for KH are almost always endgame in whatever I write for their respective fandoms.

15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I am so sorry to the fans of this fic but Enter, King. I love King as a character and I love the whole premise of adding a godawful amount of Links to the chain but I've written myself into a corner with this fic specifically (I do hope to touch the series again one day though, my brain comes back to it and its alternate-series The Second Chain AU relatively often). I hope to finish it one day but every time I look at it I cringe and think "I should have planned this out more"

16. Writing strengths? I've been told that I'm good at character interactions and pacing

17. Writing weaknesses? I've taken a hard curve away from describing characters... which is unfortunate because I have very vivid mental images but I have no clue how to describe them in a way that flows well in my stories.

18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue? Idk. As a writer, it's a bit difficult to get it right, but I've never really used in in my fics. In my original works, I only sprinkle in a word or two of the fictional languages I've made up so eh. No thoughts. Brain empty.

19. First fandom you wrote for? I believe it was the Lion King? If not, Kingdom Hearts (I've been wriitng fic for KH for over 10 years. Thankfully none of it has seen the light of day)

20. Favorite fic you've ever written? Posted? It's between Cupcakes for Harmony (the series) and Sometimes It Takes Death To Make The Truth Come To Light (it is my magnum opus of Sicktember). Not posted? Reconnect the Chain. That thing will be eating my brain until I finish it.

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Tagged by the wonderful @zarvasace

1. How many works on AO3? 8!

2. Total AO3 word count? 132k Which is, uh, more than 10k a month. How did I manage that?

3. Top 5 fics by kudos:

Two Moon Pearls and the Master Sword the chain gatecrash Legend's first quest. Honestly, I'll be surprised if this is ever surpassed. It's my oldest, but also it's a good combination in terms of length, accessibility, and story I think.

Ocarina, Oracle Sequel to the above! The chain gatecrash OoA and OoT. There's a pipeline from people reading Moon Pearls to reading this nowadays. It'll be interesting to see how it goes, it is a longer read after all.

Mandatory Puppy Pile The funniest and shortest fic I have. This was second place after Moon Pearls for a long, long time. We love wolfbrain Twi.

Reasonable Assumptions The little fic that could. This came out after Moon Pearls and it's always done... fine. It's not the funniest, or best, or angstiest or most anything else of anything I've done, but it chugs along. Hyrule, Legend and Wild meet in Hyrule's era. None of them realise time travel has occurred.

Requiem of the Wind Ghost ship and space whales. 8.5k Wind centric one shot. I feel like this one is very me lmao. I like it! It'd be nice if it got more attention. I reckon Fortuity is going to overtake it though.

4. What fandoms do you write for? Zelda/LU exclusively at the moment

5. Do you respond to comments? Yep, all of them. The authors that influenced me tended to do it, so it just seemed the normal thing to do.

6. Fic with the angstiest ending: Hero of Hyrule The fic people skip, presumably because it's dark. I wouldn't say it's an unhappy ending though.

7. Fic with the happiest ending: Fortuity Shot story, happy ending, and co-author who would happily write the fluff for me <3

8. Do you get hate? Nah. Shout out to the bookmark that called OcaOra a solid 7/10 for being complicated and not as emotional as preferred though LMAO

9. Do you write smut? I have not written fic smut 😐

10. Do you write crossovers? Nope

11. Ever had a fic stolen? Nope, not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope again!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic? @whitewinterstar and I wrote Fortuity together! It was a fun time <3

14. All-time favorite ship? I'm not much of a shipper to be perfectly honest! 'All time' is a big ask too!

Uhh, I loved Nagisa and Tomoya in Clannad After Story.

15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Ha haaa... I'm gonna work on Completionist again one day, really I am.

16. Writing strengths? APPARENTLY PACING??? I've had several people complement this recently so huh. Dialogue, characterisation, having a couple of genres going at once.

17. Writing weaknesses? Painting a picture of the setting, generally setting the environment, fights probably, too much telling and not enough showing sometimes.

18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue? I don't really have thoughts on mixed language dialogue. 🤷‍♀️ Maybe I should get some.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Technically I have a single Naruto one shot out there...

20. Favorite fic you've ever written? Two Moon Pearls and the Master Sword will always be my baby.

Tagging: @needfantasticstories @nyastri @not-freyja @zolanort @somer-writes

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IN LIFE, IN DEATH...

PART FOUR

Pt1, Pt2, Pt3

Warnings: fighting with parents and some swearing

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The bright sunlight hit your eyes and you squinted a little as your feet hit the driveway.

Julie’s song was still playing through your head, and so was your conversation with her last night. The passion in her voice when she sang was the same as when she talked about her mom.

You wanted to run in and comfort her somehow, but Luke seemed insistent on staying outside, making Alex grumble next to you.

“Dude, why did you stop me? Julie needs a hug.”

“A ghost hug is not the feel-good moment you think it is. Trust me.” Luke said. What Julie needs is some privacy.”

“I think you poofed us out because you can’t handle when other people cry.” Alex waved his finger in Luke’s face, making you frown at his words.

It wasn’t a secret that Luke wasn’t the best with feelings, but he had always been there for you. Last night in the darkroom, and again at the diner, and countless other times.

“I should know,” Alex continued, gesturing between Luke and Reggie. “I cried in a room for 25 years, and I didn’t get a single hug from either of you.”

Reggie sighed, opening his arms. “Bring it in.”

“Don’t touch me!”

“This is why no one but (Y/n) hugs you.” Reggie mumbled as you rubbed Alex’s arm.

“Okay.” Luke interrupted. “So, once we get the courage to go in there, we should ask Julie why she lied about playing the piano.”

Alex shrugged. “And maybe tell her how amazing she is?”

You nodded and Reggie exclaimed. “She’s legit! I got ghost-bumps.”

Just then, the gate leading to the house swung open and a girl made her way down the pavement. As she got closer, you could hear her sobbing quietly.

“Oh no, was she crying too?” You asked as the girl entered the garage.

“Yes!” Luke shivered. “We definitely can’t go in there.”

“No, but we can listen.” Reggie ran towards the door, standing on his tip-toes to peek through the window.

“Guys! We can’t eavesdrop, that’s creepy!” You whispered, but the boys ignored you and crowded the door.

Seconds later, they all ducked to avoid being seen and you couldn’t help but be curious. So you ran over and squeezed yourself between Luke and Alex.

“I’m not okay!” The other girl shouted. “You got kicked out of music! I’ve been up all night thinking about what I was gonna say, and I might’ve had seven sodas but I need to get this out.”

“Flynn-” Julie started but Flynn shook her head and started ranting.

“Jules, if you leave the music program, we’ll be apart forever. Sure, we’ll see each other in the hallway sometimes but we’ll make new friends.”

“That’s not true.” Julie said.

“You’re right, I won’t make any new friends. The only time we’ll contact each other is by liking each other’s posts on Instagram. Every time I hit that little heart, mine will be breaking because my best friend left me.”

“What’s Instagram?“ Alex whispered to you. You shrugged, making a mental note to ask Julie later.

Julie sighed. “I just played piano and sang again.”

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was trying but then your seven sodas kicked in.” Julie laughed.

Flynn squealed. “I’m so happy for you! Look at you, looking all alive again. What made you play again?”

Julie slid her mom’s song across the piano to show Flynn and you couldn’t help but smile. You obviously hadn’t known Julie for long, but you were so happy that she reconnected with her mom and music.

“I was so scared to play it, cause everything having to do with music reminds me of her. But I woke up this morning, realizing that’s exactly why I should play it. To keep her memory alive.”

“We need to tell Mrs. Harrison that you can play so you can stay in the music program. My girl’s back! Double Trouble lives again.”

“Not our band name.” Julie laughed as the girls started walking out of the garage.

“Shit, she’s coming!” You whispered. “Act natural.”

You and Reggie sank to the floor, Luke leaned on his arm and Alex pretended to inspect the light hanging above you. Julie made eye contact with you and smiled.

“Oh, hey!”

Flynn turned around and watched Julie expectantly. Julie laughed awkwardly and started skipping down the driveway.

“Let’s hustle!” She grabbed Flynn’s arm and started walking up the stairs, waving goodbye.

“We weren’t listening!” Reggie said, earning a pinch on the arm from you and a kick to the ankle from Luke. Julie started swatting the air, trying to play it off like there was a bug, and pushed Flynn up the stairs.

As soon as she was gone, you made your way back into the garage. You sat at the piano bench, mindlessly playing the few chords you knew.

“I wonder why Julie didn’t tell us she could shred on the piano.” Reggie said.

“It probably has something to do with her mom.” You guessed, your fingers gliding across the keys.

“Yeah, that must’ve been hard.” Alex added before climbing up to the loft. “I really feel for her.”

“Yeah, but now she’s got music back in her life. Just like us.” Luke said, reaching over and hitting the note next to your finger.

“Yeah, I’m not sure you can call what we have a life.” Alex said and you snorted. “Hey, I think some of our old clothes are up here.”

He threw down a black trash bag filled with clothes and you sighed in relief. The night you died, you wore a plain pair of jeans, and your favorite old t-shirt of your dad’s. You usually wore one when you played a gig, so that a part of him could be with you in some way and of course; Luke’s jacket.

And as much as you loved your outfit, being in the same clothes for 25 years was not exactly sanitary, even by ghost standards.

“Sweet!” Luke exclaimed, taking off his shirt.

Shit!

You tried as subtly as possible to look away before anyone saw the blush on your cheeks, and you thought you had gotten away with it until Reggie laughed from across the room.

You sent him a glare, but that only made him laugh harder.

Suddenly, the studio doors opened again and Julie’s dad came in. He had a sad look on his face and a camera in his hands. It had ‘Ray Molina’ engraved on the handle so you figured that was his name.

The man walked right through Reggie, making him shudder. “That was weird. But somehow I can tell this man has a kind heart.”

“So, how have you been?” Ray asked, his voice heavy.

“Honestly, not that good.” Reggie said and you rolled your eyes. “See, we ate these hotdogs and-”

“Julie sang for the first time again this morning.” Ray took a picture of the room. “She hasn’t done that in almost a year. You would’ve loved it.”

“Yeah, we heard cause we-.” Reggie wiggled his fingers in front of Ray’s face. “Oh, I get it. He's not talking to us."

"Dude, you are so lucky you play bass." Luke said.

"I think he's talking to Julie's mom." Alex sighed.

Ray started walking towards the piano. "She's such an amazing young woman."

He started running his hands on the keys so you slid off the bench. You knew you definitely shouldn't be listening, this was definitely not something you weren't meant to hear but you couldn't help your curiosity. "Everyday she reminds me more and more of you."

"Called it!" Alex cheered.

Ray shifted the camera between his hands. "I'm taking pictures for the real estate website. I don't really wanna move, but...it's what's best for Julie."

Alex came down from the loft and you all crowded around the piano. Luke stared at Ray with wide eyes. "Move?"

Ray gently played a few notes of a ballad before he spoke again. "There's so many memories out here. Like, Julie sitting next to you and Carlos trying to sing with his missing front teeth."

Luke let out a shaky breath and you realized he was crying. It wasn’t until a tear rolled down your cheek that you realized that you were too. You frantically wiped your eyes, doing your best not to break down.

Ray was exactly what you always pictured your dad used to be like, and his love for Julie was exactly the same kind you knew he would've had for you. Thinking about your dad made you think about your mom, and that made trying to stop crying a whole lot harder.

"Come on guys, not you too." Reggie said.

"It's just...he's talking about moving but the poor guy doesn't wanna move." Luke sniffled.

Ray stood up and took a picture of right where you were all standing. "It's like they grew up out here."

Reggie fanned his face. "Now he's got me too."

Alex scoffed. "Okay, how am I the emotional one?"

"Can we go see my family? See how they're doing?" Reggie asked, his voice shaking a little.

You nodded. “Yeah, listening to this doesn’t feel right.”

Just as you go to leave, Ray laughs. "Remember when the kids were at your sisters and we came out here on our anniversary..."

"Yeah, no! " Luke cringed. "Definitely wrong.”

The beach was where you spent a lot of your free time when you were alive.

Usually after a long day when you just needed a place to work on new lyrics in peace. But sometimes after playing all day at the pier, the boys would drag you down to the water and you would all stay there as long as possible. Away from parents and responsibilities.

But just like everything else, it had changed so much.

"A bike shack," Reggie sighed. "Right where my house used to be."

"I'm sorry, Reg." You rested your head on Reggie’s shoulder.

"Why couldn't they at least have turned it into something cool like a pizzeria or something?"

"They tore down the whole neighborhood." Alex said.

"I guess my folks are gone."

Alex kicked his foot into the sand. "Everyone's gone. Twenty-five years, gone. Friends, family, Bobby, everyone."

That was another person you hadn't wanted to let yourself think about. Even though you and Bobby weren't super close, he was still a part of Sunset Curve. He could be a little bit of an asshole sometimes but he was still your friend.

"Bobby, that's right." Reggie said. "Guess that vegetarian lucked out. Wonder what happened to him?"

"He probably just got old like everyone else and moved on." Luke grumbled.

"Dude, how are you so chill about all of this?”

“Yeah, don’t you want to figure out what happened?” You asked.

“Let’s be real for a second.” Luke exhaled, clearly getting worked up. “It’s not like any of us were close to our families. My parents always regretted buying me that guitar. Reggie, your parents were literally a fight away from divorce.”

Luke ran a hand through his hair as he ranted, talking with his hands the way he always did when he was upset. “Alex, I- Your parents were never cool again after you told them you were gay.”

His eyes landed on you and he seemed to ease up a little. “(Y/n), you practically raised yourself since your mom was gone all the time.”

“Yeah, okay.” You said. “None of us had it great.”

“But at least we had something! What do we have now?” Alex shouted. “And before you say cool teleportation, I’m not cool with that either. It tingles. In weird places.”

Luke sprang to his feet. “I’ll tell you what he had. It’s what we’ve had since the day we came together. Guys, we have us. We’re the only family we’re ever gonna need. You wanna know what else we got?”

“I’m gonna guess death breath?” Reggie said.

“Our music, you dork.” Luke laughed. “People can hear us play again! They can’t see us, whatever, but they can feel us. I wish I had my guitar.”

Suddenly, the air around you made a sharp ‘whoosh’ sound and Luke’s six-string appeared in his hands.

“Whoa.” You said.

“How did you do that?” Reggie asked.

“I-I don’t know. I mean I wished for it and then...” Luke played a few chords and beamed.

Reggie jumped in place with his arms open, trying to wish for random things before he eventually gave up and slumped into the sand.

“I think I know what will cheer you up.” Luke said. He played the opening of ‘This Band Is Back’ and you couldn’t help but smile. Out of all the Sunset Curve songs, this was one of your favorites.

“Come on, Reginald.” Alex said as he started hitting his legs and chest to make a beat.

You offered Reggie your hand and pulled him up as Luke started the countdown. Reggie took it and twirled you around, effectively getting sand in your shoes. You laughed and spun him around before dragging him up to the tables in front of the restaurants as he sang.

The people around you seemed confused by the sudden music, but they danced around anyway. You forgot how much you loved seeing people react to your music. Watching them dance and smile made all your worries float away, even if it was just for now.

And for the first time since the Orpheum,

It really did feel like the band was back.

August 1994

It was just after sunset when you called the Patterson house.

The sound of your mom slamming the front door was still fresh in your mind and before you could stop yourself, your fingers were flying across the buttons. Luke was the only person who knew about your relationship with your mom.

You didn’t want to worry Cece, or Alex, or anyone else. But hiding things from Luke wasn’t easy, especially with how stubborn he was. So you told him everything, and he told you,

‘Call me next time, okay?’

The line only rang twice before someone picked up. “Hello?”

It was Emily, Luke’s mom.

You took a deep breath, trying to keep from crying. “Hi, Mrs. Patterson.”

Emily laughed and you could practically hear her roll her eyes fondly. “(Y/n), sweetie, what did I tell you about calling me that?”

Even though you and Luke had been friends most of your lives, you had only met Emily a handful of times. Luke didn’t really like hanging out at his house, especially when he started fighting with them regularly. Still, Emily always treated you like her own kid whenever you were around.

“Sorry, Emily.” You said. “Is Luke around?”

You heard some shuffling as she called out for him and after a few minutes, Luke picked up the phone. “Hey.”

“Hi, are you busy?”

“No, why?” He asked.

“Well, I made enough cookies to feed a small country and my mom’s gonna be gone for the night so I thought we could hang out.” You rambled. “Maybe finish ‘Raiders of the Lost Ark?”

Luke laughed excitedly. “Yeah, sure! Give me like 20 minutes.”

Luke’s laugh was so infectious that you had to fight through a giggle. “Okay, see you soon.”

As you went to hang up, you hear Emily’s voice again. She was teasing Luke about something but all you caught was the word ‘Girlfriend’, making you turn bright red.

You put the phone back on the hook just as the oven beeped to signal that it was ready to bake the cookies. You put them in the oven and turned your attention to the huge bowl of cake batter in front of you. At this point, there wasn’t anything left in the kitchen you hadn’t baked.

There was no way you would be able to eat all of it, even with Luke’s help. But you needed something to distract yourself to keep your mind from overloading.

True to his word, Luke arrived twenty minutes later, bursting through your front door and screaming the Indiana Jones theme song at the top of his lungs. He skipped his way into the kitchen, immediately sensing something was wrong when you didn’t join him or even acknowledge his presence.

“(Y/n)?” Luke approached you slowly.

“Hey.” You tried to sound as casual as possible, not looking up from the bowl. “So, you ready to finally finish this movie?”

Luke didn’t say anything as he scanned the kitchen. There were piles of cookies and cooking utensils all over the counter, and you had flour in your hair. You could see the realization flash across his face through your eyelashes.

“Okay, you’re baking everything in the house, which can only mean one of two things,” Luke said, his voice becoming more serious as he jumped up on the counter. “You either watched Sixteen Candles unsupervised again or…”

You stayed quiet as you slowly stirred the batter. It was ready to put in the pan ten minutes ago but you needed something to do to distract yourself.

Luke’s hand gently gripped yours before taking the spoon from you and letting it fall into the bowl. You looked up at him to find him already staring at you with a furrowed brow.

Damn it.

You should’ve known he would see through your thinly veiled excuses and promise of cookies. Luke was more observant than people gave him credit for.

“C’mere,” Luke said, opening his arms. You moved between his legs and buried your head in his chest, covering his shirt in tears, flour, and batter. But he didn’t seem to mind as he rubbed circles into your arm with one hand while the other cradled your head.

“She hates me.” You said through a deep, shuddering breath.

“She doesn’t hate you,” Luke reasoned. “It’s impossible for anyone to hate you.”

One of the things you loved about Luke was his protective streak when it came to his friends, and the way that no matter what, he could only see the best in them.

And as his best friend, you were pretty much perfect in his eyes. Which meant that when you didn't immediately agree, Luke launched into a rant.

"First of all, you're like the smartest person in the world. You manage to get good grades while also working at the diner three days a week which is nuts.

Secondly, your voice is insane! And your lyrics, (Y/n), we wouldn't even have half the Sunset Curve songs without your killer songwriting skills!"

"You done, Lu?" You joked as you pulled away just enough to look up at him, trying not to blush. No matter how hard you tried to play it cool when he complimented you, it always made you melt inside.

"I'm just saying," Luke laughed softly. “You are literally the best person I know, Squeaks.”

You let out a watery laugh at the mention of your childhood nickname. It was one that Luke had given to you in 4th grade after he put a bug on your arm and you had squeaked in fear.

“And just think,” Luke whispered, his voice sounding a little wistful. “One day, we’ll get signed to a label and end up somewhere far away from here.”

“We barely started making our demo.” You said, making Luke scrunch his nose in the way that always made you giggle. "Don't you think you're getting a little ahead of yourself?"

“Nope.” He smirked. “Okay, I gotta ask, were you planning on baking this or is this a new look you’re going for? ‘Cause I gotta be honest, it’s not your best.” Luke said teasingly as he swiped some batter from your cheek.

“Oh, really?” You asked, dipping your finger in the bowl and smearing the batter across Luke’s face, making him gasp. Then you took a slight step back and hummed thoughtfully. “Definitely looks better on me.”

“You know what?” Luke scoffed, trying to hold back a smile and before you could blink, he reached into the bowl and flung the spoon at you, splattering your shirt. “I think you’re right.”

“Jerk!” You laughed, wiping off your shirt as Luke tried to lick the batter off his chin but he only managed to make an ever bigger mess.

“Did I get it?” He asked, making you giggle.

“Not quite.” You reached forward and carefully wiped it off, desperately trying to focus on anything other than how close your faces were. But it was impossible when you could feel Luke’s breath on the tip of your nose. “There.”

Luke’s face was unreadable as he looked down at you. The playfulness had evaporated in the air and was replaced with something else that you couldn’t really read either. Just when you thought the moment would last forever, the timer for the second batch of cookies rang through the kitchen, and you practically bolted to the oven.

You pulled them out and put them on a plate. “So, you know that we have to watch Sixteen Candles now, right?”

Luke groaned, pretending to be annoyed. Even though he would never admit it, you knew he secretly loved romance movies. “Fine, but Raiders of the Lost Ark after?”

“Deal.”

As Luke went into the living room to start the movie, you sighed to yourself. Maybe you would never have a normal relationship with your mom.

But you had your band, your friends, and even if it wasn’t exactly in the way you wanted;

You had Luke.

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