#sweet beats

[aeon-arts]

Redesign of Jasmine Sugar Beats and a slight redesign of Star Bright!

Sugar Beats icon designed by @/eardogg on TikTok and color design by me

base | base 

Twins to Starry Quill and Sugar Belle

Sugar Beats:

Trans lesbian

She/they

Eldest twin

Has synesthesia that helps her create her sick music for her DJ job

better at baking than her sister but doesn't get into it like Sugar Belle does

Loves reptiles of all sorts and has a pet gecko named Scratch

Got her cutie mark when she witnessed DJ Pon-3 performing at a concert she totally didn't sneak into with friends.

Def had a crush on Pon-3 and had lots of her posters on her walls

Even though she can do her own makeup, she lets Star Bright do it because it gives them time to gossip and bond

insomniac

brings Scratch to her gigs because he loves going with her there

loves wearing neon

🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩 🌟🪩

Star Bright:

Bisexual

autistic

astrologer

bad at baking but loves to decorate after her mom finishes baking!

Got her cutie mark when her moms took her and Jasmine to a meteor shower

insomniac like her older sister

doesn't have a pet but is fascinated by bats

Not a fashionista per say but loves wearing pretty things!

[buffybluey]

They’re in love your honor

[toychive]

strawberry shortcake : sweet beats raspberry torte & strawberry shortcake

[zenmai--jikake--no--komoriuta]

⌘ where you always were

{ a fanmix following the Crystal Exarch’s journey across eon and instant, one song at a time }

     listen on... { Youtube }  >>  { Spotify }

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-------------------------------------- just a mix of EN and JP songs that fit well lyrically, arranged in some semblance of a chronological order. heavily inspired by lesalia and fivebright’s own fantastic playlists -- go give them a listen!

this is an updated version of the playlist I made back in 2019 after Shadowbringers early access, now with 10 new tracks to cover up through Endwalker!

Youtube is the recommended way of listening as it contains all 47 songs in the correct versions (I had to make some cover substitutions with Spotify and it's missing one song, but it's otherwise intact). --------------------------------------

tracklist

     ⌘ = incl. links to a specific translation

- DAYBREAK - ○ 01.  Us — Jenna Raine  >>  We were younger then, we didn't know / Time would tell a story of its own ⌘ 02.  Crystal mic — Tourai (cover)  >>  Just once more, for the sake of "being together with just us two," / I sing a poem for that faraway dream / at the end of the transparent despair ⌘ 03.  Bokura ga Tsunaideiku — Arashi  >>  The eras change and time passes / Even if we chase after a different tomorrow / We'll surely come back to this road again someday ⌘ 04.  Sight for Sore Eyes — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  What I want is simple - there's a future with you in it / And for me to just see what future that would be / That'd be a sight for sore eyes... ○ 05.  Laughter Lines — Bastille  >>  I'll see you in the future when we're older / And we are full of stories to be told / Cross my heart and hope to die / I'll see you with your laughter lines ○ 06.  Wake Me Up — Avicii  >>  So wake me up when it's all over / When I'm wiser and I'm older ⌘ 07.  Seventeen — YOASOBI  >>  This can't be the happy ending / In that case, I'll go to your world and save you / Forgive my recklessness / because I'm sure I'll carry it out

- SUNDOWN - ⌘ 08.  Thousand-Year Solo — Jack (cover)  >>  Although we can no longer meet under this moon / Facing this sky, I'll continue to sing ○ 09.  Vanilla Twilight — Owl City  >>  And I'll forget the world that I knew / But I swear I won't forget you / "Oh darling, I wish you were here" ⌘ 10.  Encore — YOASOBI  >>  In a place I don't recognise, I wake up / This is a world with no night / A world that ends with today ⌘ 11.  Cradle of destiny — MEIKO  >>  I firmly believed that it would one day come true / A future where you and I could stay together / was the only thing that I wanted and needed ○ 12.  Young — Vallis Alps  >>  In the end / Time forever favors the young ⌘ 13.  Kimi wo Sagasu Sora — Kagamine Len  >>  My fate twists, far far away, forever / Aimlessly I wander to find the pieces of my heart / Until the day I see your smile... ⌘ 14.  Halzion — YOASOBI  >>  Even now, I find myself searching for fragments of the days which I can't return to, and your presence / I'm still reaching my hand out towards the pair of us on that day ⌘ 15.  VOiCE — Valshe (cover)  >>  You’re not here anymore, I can't accept it / It's no use, would you listen to this song? ⌘ 16.  Campanella — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  Blown by the tailwind, surely I'll still be living / Until the day it ends, so as to get closer / I want to remember you... ○ 17.  If You Only Knew — Shinedown  >>  If you only knew / How I refuse to let you go / even when you're gone

- BEFORE DUSK - ○ 18.  East — Vallis Alps  >>  I've been waiting on tonight / Crystallize, crystallize / I've been looking in your eyes / We're on the rise, on the rise ⌘ 19.  together, forever — Arashi  >>  Overtaking a flowing wave of light towards freedom / What we were aiming for was a memory that would repaint the night ○ 20.  Counting Stars — OneRepublic  >>  Lately I been, I been losing sleep / Dreamin’ about the things that we could be / Baby I been, I been prayin' hard / Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars ⌘ 21.  Nighthawks — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  If there were only one thing left that these empty hands could grab / I think I'd want it to be your outstretched hand / Ahh, that's all I'd need; that's our future I wish for... ⌘ 22.  Ai wo Utaou — Arashi  >>  A sorrowful sky above a battlefield, I can hear it, Something will change on this night / Wanting to heal you, I'm by your side / You being here is my courage ○ 23.  Giants — ONE OK ROCK  >>  In the pieces, we found ourselves / So fight for me, I’ll fight as well ⌘ 24.  Tsugai Kogarashi — Fumi & Nagao Kei (cover)  >>  To become the rustling wind / To become the solace for many / We want to become the tailwind for the people / who are doing their best to live in this world

- NIGHTFALL - ⌘ 25.  Kimi no Yume wo Miteita — Arashi  >>  Because it won't change, I want to give you the truth / What's important is to tell my true feelings without any lies ⌘ 26.  Fluorite — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  It must be better proof than any / How precious you are to me... ⌘ 27.  Although A Song Is Formless — Pokota (cover)  >>  I will sing / When you, who gave me smiles, are crying / I, even for just a tiny little bit / wish to become your comfort and support ○ 28.  Crash and Burn — Savage Garden  >>  If you need to crash, then crash and burn / You're not alone ○ 29.  Everybody’s Changing — Keane  >>  You're gone from here, soon you will disappear / Fading into beautiful light / 'Cause everybody's changing and I don't feel right ○ 30.  Broken Open — Adam Lambert  >>  It doesn't matter, go on and shatter / I'm all you need ○ 31.  Everything, All You See — Vallis Alps  >>  I thought I'd be okay to play my part like I promised / Ooh, but I want to be honest / My balance in the air, I'm caught off guard again ⌘ 32.  Mirage Song — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  Have I mourned anything? / In a place with such bright sunlight as this… / Have I doubted anything? / Even though you're always beside me... ⌘ 33.  Tsuki Yuki Hana — KAITO  >>  The days forever gone, my wish unanswered / I take in all the grief, and my devotion is beyond my control... ⌘ 34.  REVIVER — MY FIRST STORY  >>  Until the day my last dream comes true / This is my only way

- MIDNIGHT HOUR - ○ 35.  Windswept Day — Revo  >>  - instrumental - ⌘ 36.  I'm Sorry — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  I'm not able to say goodbye, it's just too terrifying / Though my hands tremble in the flood of light / If I'm with you, I can be stronger, that's all... ○ 37.  The Soft Goodbye — Celtic Woman  >>  There's a dream that will not sleep / A burning hope that will not die / So I must go now with the wind / And leave you waiting on the tide ○ 38.  I Found Love — Owl City  >>  So take my hand, and shed a tear / Before I'm gone, it's now or never / I'll hold you close, the end is near / But love goes on, and on forever ⌘ 39.  Eine Kleine — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  To have everlasting sorrows and open seams, but also you / How happy I would be to smile and say, "It was for the best"... / Everything before me seems to blur and melt / A flood of miracles wouldn't be enough / Because you called my name... ○ 40.  Take It All Away — Owl City  >>  There was a shot in the dark, I was caught by surprise / There was a hole in my heart, there were tears in your eyes ⌘ 41.  Yasashii Suisei — YOASOBI  >>  The ring of a gunshot cruelly tears into the night / As the breath of farewell rushes onward / The falling stars, without mercy, shine for just an instant / And disappear before my wishes can reach

- DAWN - ⌘ 42.  Starcrew — Rib (cover)  >>  Denying my memories, scattering them to the stars / As night returned once more / Looking at you, with the loneliest eyes in the world / Knowing the most painful separation of all... ○ 43.  Nothing Left To Lose — Mat Kearney  >>  Come on, and we'll sing, like we were free / Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us ○ 44.  Stay — Eyeshine  >>  I've seen the worst this life will throw and I can take it / And I'll push it all away / If at the end of the day you are standing with me, who can break us? ⌘ 45.  Blue Jasmine — Kenshi Yonezu  >>  Now, where should we go? Listen, darling, wherever it may be / I'm sure that just having you beside me will make it special... ⌘ 46.  Sangenshoku — YOASOBI  >>  Even if we separate again, ahead of our continuing paths / No matter how many times / If we strongly tie our bonds back together / We can meet again ⌘ 47. Shukufuku — YOASOBI  >>  The fact that you were born in this star / The fact that you will continue living in this world / So that you can love it all, ah- / I give my fullest blessing to you....

[pepprs]

made this today while i was waiting to get picked up after homecoming :~D

[afrofunk]

Sweet Beats, The - Sugar Sugar (1985) [FLAC]

- Contact me for digital exchange!

[flovey-dovey]

Posting my object-head groovy guy Cosmic Flux because~ I want to~

For a story I have in my brain that combines aspects from No Straight Roads and that one candy level from Chameleon Twist 64 because it came to me in a dream. He's got a sick RGB headset goin' so he's always ready for a party, of which there are many in the district he oversees 🪩🕺💫

Flux has a somewhat "antiquated" vocabulary of slang that he uses a lot more than he realizes. He LOVES things that glow in the dark, disco, and is super gay and may or may not have a crush on one of his peers but has no idea What To Do with said feelings.

Currently been experimenting with his clothes but he has a lot so maybe they're all canon.

[rosielindy]

Yo!

[royalarchivist]

This bit from Jaiden's Miku video reminds me of an old conversation (and a funny / sweet moment) she had with Roier and Mariana on QSMP.

[ Full Clip + Transcript ]

[earlycuntsets]

2005 when MCR was a sweet little goth nsync.

X X X X

[thepriceofsurvival]

“Riko still believes he can win his father's attention with his fame. If the lord does not recover, Riko will take his anger and grief out on everyone around him."

Neil considered that, then said, "Good thing you're not there anymore."

"Jean still is," Kevin answered.

[feistyfuktoys]

[soosoosoup]

treasure planet au: cabin boy duties

[pepprs]

not to post more of me singing but my brother who is a music GOD offered to mess around w some of my songs AND LISTEN TO WHAT HE DID W THIS. INSANE

[angelbitezzz]

Softies

(short fic under the cut)

It wasn't noticeable at first. Sans wasn't even sure when he'd become aware of it, the distant sound of some kind of thumping. It was rhythmic and steady, unchanging in its tone or speed, barely heard above the breaths of the human he was nearly draped over. He roused slightly, drowsily opening his eyesockets.

"hey." His voice was low and rumbly from sleep. "what's that sound? listenin' to some weird music or something?"

"Eh? Sound? Nah, I'm not listening to anything." Angel responded, glancing away from her phone to look down at his head. "What is it that you're hearing?"

Well, that woke him up a little more. He raised a browbone, incredulity leaking into his voice.

"what, seriously? y'don't hear that thumping sound?"

"No?? Trust me, I'd tell you if I did."

"then what the hell—"

He cut himself off when the motion of lifting his head cut the sound off. He paused. Thought about it for a second, and realized something.

"wait."

"Mhm?"

"can i—can i check something?"

Sans shifted around, shuffling to face her better and grabbing her by the arms to move her around, his mind already three steps ahead and way past caring about personal space.

"Whoa, what're you—"

Angel's words were cut off as he pressed the side of his skull to her chest, heedless of the fact that he essentially just pushed his face into her boobs. Her back abruptly went straight, a shudder working through her system as she nearly dropped the phone in her hands.

"Uhhh," Her mind blanked out, her pulse increasing from the proximity. "Sans?"

"shut up, testing hypothesis."

She would've snapped at him for being a rude shit if it weren't for the fact that he was hit with some kind of understanding about a second later. His eyesockets opened wide, dim pupils sparking a bright white she'd never seen before from him. His default was that single red eye, but lately she'd seen him with dull gray pupils whenever they were alone. This was different, though, it was... almost friendly-looking? It was the best way to describe the sudden softening of his features.

"that's— that's coming from—" He sounded so softly awestruck that fondness struck her heart, his grip tightening on her. "is that you? what—"

Ohhh. She understood now. She pulled away softly so she could look at him properly, though he didn't seem to want to let her get too far, keeping his hold on her arms.

"W-well, uh, that's my heart, dude! Y'know, it keeps me alive!"

At some point a red flush had spread along Sans's cheeks, matching the one currently warming Angel's face. His pupils shuddered in his sockets, splitting into round white ovals that felt oddly sincere? Or maybe she was reading too much into it.

"but it's so—" he struggled to find the words. "small? that's so loud for something so fragile!"

"Welcome to the human experience, I guess...?"

"you just...make that sound?"

"....Yeah?"

Sans stared at her for a moment longer before he seemed to remember himself, lowering his head slightly as his pupils began to dim back to grey. Hesitance peppered his voice as he spoke again.

"uh. can i, um." He paused. "actually, nevermind, i'll just—"

"You wanna lay and listen to it but you don't know how to ask without sounding like a creep?"

Sans deflated a little, shooting her a particularly resigned sort of look. Haha, gottem.

"...yeah."

"Okay. Come on."

Angel reached over and gathering him slightly, shuffling awkwardly to get both her legs on the couch. In a moment, she'd patted his skull right back down against her chest. He went down with more hesitance now, but soon was nothing more than a warm, heavy pile of bones on her person, both hands keeping a tight grip on her waist like she was going anywhere.

Sans dozed, soon relaxing into a real sleep, lulled by the steady sound of her heart. That pulse—the consistent thumping that thrummed through his skull—was just an easy, grounding reminder that she was alive and present with him. Soothing in a way he'd never be able to explain.

She didn't know why he seemed to like the sound of her heartbeat so much. He wouldn't explain it to her.

[sutorus]

OFF TO THE RACES

DESCRIPTION: toji takes you to bet on one of his races.

PAIRING: toji x reader

WC: 1.9k

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI. f! reader, afab terms, age gap, implied free use, heavy implied dubcon, in public, fingering (f! receiving), come eating (f!), crying, pet names (babydoll, honey, s!ut), heavy objectification 

A/N: yes i grew up on ldr i love my (((strictly fictional))) old men sue me!

“you better start praying number four catches up soon, babydoll,” he whispers into your ear, snaking a hand around your waist. 

a chill runs down your spine and your body rattles violently in response. 

he had told you to dress up today. 

how naive you were, thinking he’d just said that because it was a nice date, because the type of people that enjoy horse races don’t usually wear flip flops or show their midriffs. 

if only you had known.

you’re trying to hide it, but you’re nervous.

you can’t help it, constantly sneaking sideway glances at the two imposing men who have been staring at you this entire time. 

it would be an unbelievable situation, if it wasn’t toji. not for the first time, you wonder why you ever got involved with him. 

the lip scar should’ve been enough of a warning. the intentionally vague answer he gave about his job should’ve been enough, the decades — plural — that separated you two should’ve been enough. 

but he was a smooth talker. and he was good looking. and he made you feel safe, mostly because, well… who could be more dangerous than him? 

that feeling has never been more prevalent to you than it is right now. 

toji’s gaze follows yours, his fingertips sneaking under your skirt just barely. 

“don’t look so spooked,” he instructs, and you swallow around the lump in your throat. toji laughs low, letting his head loll sideways on top of yours. “you scared of dick or somethin’?”

you hate this. you hate this so much. you hate the way your body’s responding to it the most. 

the heat in your gut spreads all the way up to your cheeks, and you stop yourself from soothing your burning face with the back of your hands. 

he’d told you not to draw too much attention. not to make any sudden movements. you thought it was because — you thought, you thought, you thought. but you were wrong. 

you can’t decide if you can even blame yourself for that. 

you knew toji was running out of money. you knew he was involved with some shady people. 

but when in your wildest dreams could you have imagined he was planning on using you as a betting chip?

the disapproving click of his tongue pulls you from your thoughts, and your eyes lock dreadfully on horse number four. 

it’s falling behind, number six stealing third place from it. 

the heat inside you spreads further. 

“if it’s any consolation,” toji says, conversationally. “i don’t think they’ll be too mean to ya.”

it reminds you of a nature documentary you watched, once. the gazelle, trying to act nonchalant, looking for an escape route, when faced with a pride of lions. a dangerous dance. and everybody knows who’s got the upper hand, there. 

“not meaner than i am, at least,” he adds. 

your shut your eyes tightly. 

you haven’t even dared to look at them properly, at toji’s sponsors or loan sharks or whatever the hell they are. 

you want to scream at him, at how embarrassing it is that they’re younger than him and richer than him, having fun at both of your expenses. 

you realize suddenly that they’re not even here to watch the race. this place probably doesn't entertain them anymore, more of a chore than anything else.

they’re here to watch you, sweating and fidgeting on your seat with the knowledge that your body was theirs if the damn horse didn’t win. 

a one in eight change. 

god, you hoped it was toji’s lucky day. 

you catch a glimpse of a wild, tall figure to the left of you, swaying in gleeful laughter as the horse falls to fifth place.  

“let’s go home,” you grip the hand that’s resting on your leg in a last ditch effort. 

it’s useless, of course.

toji’s jaw is tensed, every muscle tight in anger. 

he doesn’t want this, either. he doesn’t like sharing you. 

but then again, he doesn’t really care about you, does he? cares more about his money, at least. 

your breathing starts to pick up, legs shaking in anticipation. in a way, you just want this to be over. 

you’re so caught up in your dread that you don’t even notice toji’s fingers crawling up your thigh until his knuckles are grazing your clothed pussy. 

your body immediately seizes up, your straightened spine glued to the back of your chair.

he gives a low, mean chuckle when he feels how wet you are. 

toji rubs you there almost soothingly, and tears threaten to spill from your eyes. 

your fists are clenched tightly on your lap, legs squeezing together in an attempt to — what? you don’t know. 

stop him? encourage him? it doesn’t feel like it matters anymore. 

toji shifts in his seat to face you, slipping the pads of his fingers into your panties. you huff, only able to watch the movement of his hand underneath your skirt. 

he rubs lazy circles on your clit, eyes on your face and showing no emotion at all.

no remorse at all. 

it feels good. it feels good and you hate that it does, that it feels good with him, that he can get you like this anytime, anywhere. 

you bite down on your bottom lip when two fingers slide down, just teasing your entrance, gliding over your pussy. 

your chest burns from the inside out with uneven breaths, and defeatedly, willingly, you spread your legs just a little bit. 

you’re not watching the race anymore and you think that’s for the better. you focus only on toji’s veiny forearms as the muscles there work over and over with every stroke of his fingers. 

someone clears their throat loudly and your legs kick out in shock. 

an initial wave of panic washes over you but then you’re glad.

surely getting caught fingering your girlfriend at a horse race would get you kicked out, right? and then the deal is over, right? and then you won’t have to—

before you can even vocalize your thoughts, toji’s rolling his eyes and, with a sigh, settling back on his seat to face the race. 

but his fingers don’t leave you. 

no, he continues pumping them lazily in and out of you, thumb pressing down on your clit and rubbing little circles. 

and that’s when you realize the sound had come from the left of you. from the men. not a horrified gasp, a dignified warning, no.

if anything, an entitled demand that toji stops blocking their view of you. 

you wish you could cry right now.

instead, you tuck your chin into your chest as toji speeds up his movements, going a little faster, a little meaner. you swallow your wails, thighs shaking.

those men, they don’t look like they kill. they probably get other people to do that for them. you haven’t gathered a lot from your stolen glances but that much you’re sure of. 

you know you’ll return home to toji. despite everything, you’ll run back to his arms, for better or for worse. 

“you likin’ this?” he’s asking, like he doesn’t know the answer. “y’like that i bet your slutty little cunt on that rank, good for nothing horse?”

you let out a sob, chest lurching. he pumps his fingers in and out of you at just the right pace, hitting just the right patches despite how hard you’re squeezing around him. 

“please…” you mewl, not sure what you’re asking for. 

his thumb is relentless on your clit, rubbing it over and over again. your hips buck on their own, wanting more, more friction, more filling, more. 

“you’ll get more soon, whore,” toji spits out like he can read your mind. there’s no point in hiding how much you’re enjoying this, being in public, being eyed hungrily like a prize, when toji knows your body so well. 

it feels almost like he’s prepping you, physically and mentally, for what’s to come, and it makes you weep harder. 

when a wave of astonished cheers break out in unison, it sounds miles away to you. all you can is the blood rushing inside your ears, toji’s huffed out breaths, the crinkle of bills being passed around from one hand to another. 

you’re slow to notice the commotion is due to horse number four miraculously catching up, coming in at number two now.

dangerously close to first place. 

it’s a rush, all at once, when toji turns your head to kiss you. 

you come undone on his fingers, right then and there, whining crazed moans into his mouth. he groans when your cunt clenches, fluttering around his fingers as the last waves of your orgasm hit you. 

if you focus hard enough, you can hear the shlick of his fingers lazily helping you ride out your high. you can’t help it but to let your head fall on his chest.

when toji pulls his fingers out of you, there are webs of slick in between them. you feel almost embarrassed, even more so when he brings them up to your mouth quickly, pushing in between your lips with ease. 

you suck efficiently to clean him up and toji hums in approval, petting your hair. 

there’s an instant where you two look in each other’s eyes and that’s all there is, your fucked out brain forgetting everything except for his touch. 

“ahh,” then a merry voice breaks you out of your trance, its owner casting a shadow over both your bodies as he stands in front of you. “i hate to ruin the moment, really, but…”

the man points his thumb over his shoulder.

the race is over.

horse number four came in at fourth place. 

how fitting. 

his partner approaches and there’s no denying it, they’re extremely attractive. individually, yes, but maybe even more so together, side by side, looking like opposites who came together due to being... likeminded.

but still. are they really going to—

“collect,” the other one says, sternly, with his hands up like he’s a good guy. “satoru. we’re just here to collect. no need to rub salt in the wound.” 

toji chuckles, but you catch the way his shoulders tense. 

“hey, a deal’s a deal. but no wounds here,” he looks at you briefly before squinting up at them. “doubt you two kids can do half the damage.”

that i can is left unsaid. you fight hard to keep the horrified look off your face. 

toji was already pimping you out to these random men, essentially. did he have to provoke them, too?

you resent the fact that the dread in the pit of your stomach isn’t big enough to push away the arousal growing next to it. 

there’s another reason why you and toji fit so well together, after all. 

the taller one — satoru — laughs, and this one’s genuine.

he reaches out tentatively, as if he were petting a stray cat, and twirls a piece of your hair around his finger. 

toji looks at him in understanding, in agreement. 

when he doesn’t react any further, satoru’s finger trails down to your lips, still glistening wet. he traces them, jutting his own out in a pout. 

“she better be worth every penny you cost us, zen’in.”

toji smirks.

you notice the other man, the one with black hair and a bun, is hard in his tailored slacks. 

you swallow down the last of your sobs.

“oh, she is," toji's hand gives your thigh a departing tap. "i might have shit taste in horses but i know how to pick my sluts."