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mooodyblue · 1 year

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Would love some protective angry cg!Elvis!!! ❤️❤️❤️

i looved writing this one!!! i don't know why i always have to include jerry, i think i have a soft spot for him now don't worry u will all have more jerry content soon ty for the request 💓

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wc: 1k

warnings: cursing, gn!reader, 70s!elvis

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elvis had always been protective of you, especially with all the girls around him constantly, but when you opened up to him about you regressing, he became slightly more protective over you. he always made sure he had an eye on you. if he wasn't able to keep an eye on you, he'd have jerry watch over you.

jerry was usually in charge of watching after you during shows. elvis was always afraid you'd slip while he wasn't there and jerry was the only one who knew what to do in those situations. he'd also bring you straight to the car right after a show as elvis shortly followed.

you'd slipped into your headspace right before it ended after dealing with a few of his fans having a word with you, thankfully jerry was there to push them away before things got worse. you sat in the car, waiting for elvis to come in as fans anxiously waited to get a peak at him as he got in. you kept eyeing the brown, teddy bear jerry had hidden away at his feet, unable to take it until they were on the road. "jer-"

"he'll be here soon, hon. hold on."

you sighed, messing with the hem of your dress instead. after a few more minutes, a breathless elvis jumped in along with a few more members of his entourage, switching seats with jerry as they all got in the seats in front of you as they caught their breath. elvis gave you a warm smile, pressing his lips against your cheek. "missed ya."

you tugged your arm under his, gripping and holding onto it as you rested your head on his shoulder. elvis put his glasses on and looked down at you, "feelin' little, baby?"

"mhm." you nuzzled into him as jerry handed you the bear, tucking it in your lap.

"thanks for watchin' 'em jerry, they been like this long?" he wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you toyed with one of the many gems on his suit.

"not long at all, just right before we got in." he nodded.

"'m tired, daddy." you muttered.

"i know, doll. we'll be at the hotel soon." he said in your ear.

elvis had told everyone about your regression and what to do and how to act around you if you had dropped, most were understanding and some were a tad bit weirded out. but they knew better than to speak of you in that way. red turned around, eyeing you. "why do they get like that?"

elvis raised a brow, "like what?"

"y'know, like a baby 'n all that."

you frowned, moving from elvis to look down at your lap.

"i already explained it to you, didn't i?" he questioned. you could tell in elvis's tone that he was getting annoyed. part of you began to feel slightly bad for suddenly getting into your headspace.

"but it doesn't make sense to me. aren't they a full grown adult? they shouldn't be actin' like that! they've got a teddy bear for christ's sake!" he pointed at the bear that was in your lap. you held it tighter, resisting the urge to cover its ears becuase really, what did the bear have to do with this?

he then reached over to grab at it, most likely to tease you with it. elvis grabbed ahold of his wrist before he could make contact with it, gripping on it tightly. "lamar, pull the car over." he said through his teeth. "now."

lamar wasn't one to argue and pulled right over, everyone turning to look at the commotion in the back. elvis still had a tight grip around his friends wrist, glaring at him angrily, a look you'd never seen before in your life. "elvis-" you panicked.

he ignored the call of his name, knowing you must have been trying to force yourself out of your comforting headspace. "you do not, and i mean, do not touch my baby nor do you touch their bear." he let go of his wrist, waving a finger in his face.

"i've 'bout had it with some of y'all judgin' them behind their back, i know damn well that's what you do when i'm not around." you gave a quick glance to jerry who was sitting on the other side of you, who only gave you a sad smile and a gentle pat on the knee. you liked jerry, he was always kind to you.

"they're not even hurtin' anyone! they're bein' themselves, making themselves more comfortable after a stressful situation! and who are y'all to judge? l-like y'all don't have your own lil' quirks and such."

the whole car was still silent. you sunk farther into the seat, as if trying to hide from the situation.

"if i ever hear any of ya speak ill of my baby or make fun of 'em in anyway, your ass is gettin' kicked to the curb. and i mean it." his voice heavy with anger. "now all of you are gonna keep your mouths shut, face the front and don't even think about sayin' some shit to 'em. i will kick someone's ass if i have to. now lamar, drive." he finished his rant, sitting back again and letting out a huff.

"'m sorry." you mumbled.

"oh baby, don't apologize. i'm sorry for cursin' 'round ya. don't be saying those words either, you're too little for 'em." he pulled you close and adjusted the bear in your lap. "think we should get you another friend soon, what do you think?" he asked, changing the conversation.

your eyes lit up, your brain already creating names for your next plushie friend. "oh daddy, really?"

"don't they have enough?" jerry joked.

elvis tsk'd at jerry, shaking his head. "can never have enough, c'mon jer, y'know this already."

"yeah, jerry!" you added, sticking your tongue at him. "wait-are you gonna fire jerry now?"

elvis thought for a minute, "i reckon we give him one more chance."

"deal!"

#elvis x reader #70s e always on the brain #whenever i think of cg elvis i always think of 70s elvis idk

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skulls-soul · 6 months

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WHAT IF!!! In Luigi’s mansion 3 luigi wore a ~dress~

Like imagine with me

In the room with the 3 magicians there’s a room (maybe the bathroom) that only allows girls inside. the problem is the key to get to the next room is in there so he has to find someway to trick the door to allow him inside

After many failed attempts Dr. E.Gadd calls him up with an idea to head to one of the closets and steal one of their dresses, and something to block\cover his face

I imagine that there will be a cutscene of luigi looking through the dresses, and this specific emerald green one will catches his eyes

You also find a hand fan on the counter that he’ll use to cover most of his face

There will still be another cut scene. That’s a lot longer in weird Luigi walks to the bathroom door, and the little character on the door will look at him up and down, and then just elegantly allow him in. Luigi would do a little bow before scurrying inside.

Once he’s inside, he’ll cover his face completely with the fan and give out a little “h-hello?” Just to see if anyone would respond

When he gets no responds, he peaks over the fan to see if anyone is around and then sigh’s a breath of relief when he realizes he’s alone

Let’s say for the fun of it,(at least for me) you have to reveal an invisible toilet, and then flush it to get the key

Once done, you can go back to the closet and switch back into his OG outfit but before you can, you’ll see a bunch of Ghost playing with his clothing until you get close enough to fight them

Bonus: Luigi has to go back to the girls bathroom for a hidden gem, and the boo

Aaand boom there you have it. I had lots of fun writing this thank u @nuctoria they commented on a post of mine and this is why my brain went (what if ) mode so thank u ♥️

#luigi #luigi nintendo #luigis mansion #luigi mario #luigis mansion 3 #luigi in a dress #Mario bro #what if #free idea

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megafaunatic · 10 months

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idk if ur like open to randos in ur asks giving u media recommendations, but i would give anything in the world for u to try and give the k-novel 'return of the blossoming blade' by BIGA a chance... UR MY FAVE CONTENT CREATOR SINCE THE YE OLDEN TGCFMDZS DAYS SO I WANTED TO AT LEAST TRY LOLLL its like my favourite novel of all time and ive been trying to force it upon everyone with little avail, which i dont understand WHYY cuz its SOO GOOOD like it definitely deserves to have the same level of popularity w international fans as MDZS and TGCF had, but for now it remains a hidden gem.......... it's an insanely long novel i will nawt lie (1.5k+ chapters and updating everyday but only like 500smth have been tl'd into english on the fantl site Sky Demon Order[who also post semi-daily]) but its sosososo worth it i prommy..trust me..:smiles: it's a classic 'hero from the past who died a tragic and preventable(?) death reincarnates a hundred years into the future hiding his identity to teach the youth in order to keep the future generation from following in his footsteps and making the same mistakes he did' but without all the stale, predictable, boringness u'd typically expect from that specific genre... it's an incredibly comedic action novel that takes place in ancient china wuxia setting & focuses primarily on found family and those close familial bonds between the main cast behind all the sword fighty action (dont know how to fit this in anywhere else, but its important to me that u know the mc, chung myung, is the main casts grandpa.. hes their peepaw.. he shows affection by beating them on their heads). theres no romance at all, but i would argue that is a SELLING POINT for this novel like i swear it is so refreshing, the found family of it all means soo much to me, so much so i am now going to force it to mean so much to you too(this is a threat).... if u do gaf abt ships tho then maybe the doomed, tragic, best-friends-to-almost lovers tangchung yaoi and the love at first sight iseolsoso yuri might catch ur eye *LOOKS AT YOU* i genuinely really really feel like it would be straight up ur alley, like its definitely smth i feel would at least peak ur interest imo (chung myung, the mc, is probably my fave mc of all time..at eighty two years young, he IS the next peoples princess and i want to hit him with my car and then nurse him back to health just to hit him again.. i feel like u'd enjoy him like that as well).. im so desperate for more eng fans of this novel u cant see me rn but i am biting into a leather belt trying not to sob and cry out loud as im typing this this is so long im so embarrawsed so ill leave u here.. i hope my pleas have touched ur heart in some way and if the novel chapter count is too intimidating, ROTBB also has a webcomic on webtoons by the same name (season two of the webcomic just started ^__^ ) and the art is so good and funny and its a good way to get into the novel without being overwhelmed by the chp count methinks BUT i would definitely consider reading the novel mandatory cuz the webcomic only fills u in on so much.... ok. i hope u managed to get thru this insane wall of text, my bad.. until we meet again...*salutes* *revs up my motorcycle and disappears behind a cloud of smoke but when the dust settles i am laying dead on the floor*

ok so first of all i respect this so much 🫡 thank you for spreading your passion in the final moments before your motorcycle dirt death 🫡🫡🫡

second of all this does sound really fun !!! i have found it on sky demon order and i'll give it a try... BUT i gotta be real over a thousand chapters and only two hundred of them translated AND no romance is unfortunately killing me... i just dont know if i have the stamina for that... im a horrible little fujo if its THAT long theres gotta be some kissing!!!!! sorry 😭😭

for u i will give it a try but i can make no promises 🫡 i will consider chung myung my blorbo in law tho

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make-me-your-animal · 1 year

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Chapter 7: lovebites

Authors note: Sorry, my loves.

Harper left her hotel room, patting her pocket to ensure her room key was still there before pulling the door shut. Across the hall, Joe opened his own room, giving her a grin as he slipped into the hallway with her. "How is California treating ya?" He asked. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a white tank top. His hair was up in a low ponytail to keep it out of his face. He yawned and stretched.

Harper had to install a lot of willpower not to stare at where his shirt rode up when he lifted his arms over his head. She couldn't help herself not to peak, though. "I slept to long on the plane so I slept like shit," she coughed awkwardly, "But other then that I've had a great experience so far the food last night was good people have been really nice."

"I must be a comfortable pillow. You slept over half the flight on my shoulder, " Joe teased, watching the gingers face redden.

"Better you then phil, I guess," Harper whispered, looking down. "Gemma would have killed me"

"Aye. She'd be so pissed if you drooled all over him. it won't be long, and those two will be engaged they are hanging on each other consistently."

"Wait, did I drool on you?" Harper pushed her hair in front of her face to hide behind it.

"Just a little bit," Joe chuckled.

Harper was mortified, but before she could say anything back, a door flew open down the hall, and shouting filled the space.

"Get out of my fucking room!" Gemmas voice rang out as phil came stumbling out of the room. He was shirtless but thankfully he had a pair of pants on.

"Gem, wait -" He tried to move forward towards the obviously pissed off women.

"Get out of my fucking face" she snarled.

"Please let me explain"

"What's there to fucking explain? I'm a good fuck and that all you want"

"That's not what I meant." phil tried to reason, but it was too late. The door had slammed in his face.

"What just happened?" Joe asked, watching his bandmate disappear into his own room. A handful of seconds later, Gemma stormed out of her room and headed a few doors down to Bex's room.

"I'm gonna," Harper trailed off, pointing towards the girl who was pounding on Bex's door.

Joe just nodded, watching the ginger jog down the hall towards her bandmate. Joe decided to check on his own bandmate and see if he could tell him what the fuck was going on.

"He's an asshole. If he graces your door with his stupid pointed face tell him to fuck off" Gemma hissed barging into bexs room with Harper on her tail.

"What's going on?" Bexs brow furrowed in confusion as she tied the belt of her dressing gown. When they got off the plane last night, they were joined at the hip, and Gemma was looking at him like he hung the stars and the moon. What could have phil done that destroyed that?

"Phil!" Gemma shouted, flopping on the bed and burring her face in the pillows. She noted that they smelt like Colonge but that wasn't real surprising Bex always had male company and she was to caught up in her own problems to worry about who Bex was shagging.

"I assumed that part. Would you like to get a little more specific or?"

"I was going to ask him to be my fucking boyfreind but the motherfucking bastard just wants sex."

"I thought he asked you out on a double date with Steve and amaya?" Harper asked, approaching the bed but staying well out of arm range. Gemma was known for violent tendencies when pissed. Not that Harper thought the girl would hit her, but throwing shit was definitely possible.

"He did,"so Steve wouldn't feel so much pressure." " she mocked his London accent. "He doesn't give a fuck if I'm there or not he just doesn't want to be a third wheel."

Nobody heard the shower turn off or realized it was even on until Rick stepped out toweling off his curls. He had nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. A few deep purple marks littered his collarbone and chest.

In any other situation, Gemma would have found it hilarious, but she was too wound up for that. She was off the bed in a matter of seconds and in bexs face. "You fucking hypocrite how long have you two been shagging hm? You know what I don't give a fuck. You fucking hypocritical bitch" she stormed out leaving the three of them confused in her wake.

The second she left the room, tears started to fall. She was too lost in her own head that she ran right into one of the last people she wanted to see.

"Gemma, are you alright?" Amaya asked as steve tried to stabilize them both. The last thing that she needed was Steve trying to defend his Co- lead.

"Fuck off" she spat.

"No way, mate. What's going on?" Amaya stated, resting her hand on her shoulder.

The blonde just shrugged her off and headed towards her room. Amaya followed her, and steve followed Amaya. "Did something happen with phil?" Amaya questioned, sliding into the room before she could slam the door. Gemma curled into a ball on the bed, and Amaya sat next to her. Steve stood awkwardly by the door.

Gemma only sniffled helplessly.

"What the hell happened out there?" Joe asked after phil let him into the room.

"I pissed her off," He shrugged, leaning against the wall. He looked like a kicked puppy. Joe thought about getting sav or Steve. Either of them were better equipped to deal with the heartbroken. But Steve was with Amaya, and if Amaya found out phil hurt Gemma, she would kill the man. Steve couldn't even stop that. Sav was God knows where Definantly not in the room they were supposed to be sharing. He should really look into putting the man on a leash. Maybe he should put his whole band on a leash. Then shit like this wouldn't happen. Either way, phil was stuck with him.

"No shit Sherlock what did you do to piss her off?"

"Told her she was just a peice of arse and we shouldn't be anything more the fuck buddies."

Joe was shocked. Phil may be a bit of a womanizer, but he was usually sweet to them. Never once has he heard the man call a woman just a piece of arse.' Plus, phil seemed to really like the women in question. "Why the fuck would you tell her that. Have you gone mad?"

"I don't know. Maybe. She was talking about making things more serious. You know actually dating. I kinda panicked. I really like her, and if we dated, I'd want it to continue after the tours over." Tears were welling in phils eyes, and Joe prayed silently that he didn't start to cry. " Whats the chances of that happening she's trying to get her band out there. I'm sure we'll be thinking about the next album. I don't want to hurt her or me in the end. Freinds with benefits would be safer for us both. Dating just seems like... alot. I didn't mean for it to sound that I'm only hanging around her for sex"

"Your a fucking idiot" Joe sighed. "Do you hear what you just said to me? Your lucky she didn't kill you on the spot. Your lucky Bex hasn't killed you yet. Your lucky I haven't killed you yet. Let me fucking guess you didn't even voice the reason for your stupidity? So now she thinks that one, you don't care about her. Two, your using her for sex. 3, you've been leading her on this whole time."

"I-"

"Shut the fuck up I'm not done. did you think for one second that maybe she had thought about the what ifs and how's of after the tour ended. I was talking to rebel while on the plane. They plan on recording their album after tour. In Dublin. If we are going to start the next album we will probably do it at my place in you guessed it fucking Dublin. They haven't even started writing the next album so guess what you could probably whisk her off to what ever corner of the world you wanted for awhile but no you bollocked it up"

"Oh," was all phil could think to say before a very aggressive knock sounded out from behind Joe.

"Ahh, I bet that's Bex here to take your balls," He stated before opening the door. Sure, he probably wouldn't let Bex kill him, but phil was an idiot and in joes opinion, he deserved to at least be scared a bit. Instead of the short tempered front-woman, Steve stormed in.

"Are you fucking mad mate!" The guitarist shouted. Phils head snapped up, Joe was just as shocked as phil. Hell must have frozen over if Steve was yelling at phil.

"Gemma is in her room sobbin' away in amayas arms because you," Steve stabbed his finger in phils direction. "Have lost your fucking mind. I thought you really liked her"

"I love her mate," phil said solemly, not meeting either of the men's gazes.

"You sure have a funny way to show it," Steve stated. The tears falling from his eyes were enough to melt Steve's short-lived temper. " You best fix this," he muttered before pulling his best mate into a hug.

#def leppard #phil collen #joe elliott #def leppard fan fiction #def leppard fanfic

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nightinngales · 2 years

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well, if you insist ...

I just love each chapter, and I always look forward to an update. even though you may consider some "filler chapters" I just so happen to adore those as well as any other :3

I love thinking about what I read after finishing a chapter, and then rereading it continuously to see if I can configure all of the possible meanings of something. I also love how much you seem to pay attention to detail, and just how wonderfully you have created this absolute package of a character (yes, I called eres a package, sorry not sorry)

as far as whole acts go, act 6 has got to take the cake! it's so soft and pure and UGH so yea. the first chapter is just so *mwah* and cute (act 7 is also wonderful as well)

as for my favorite chapters, i definitely cannot choose just one or two!! there are so many of those little works of art that you've created, so im having a bit of a struggle lol. i love each of them for every different reason.

I love reading serana-centered (perhaps pov is the correct term?? idk sorry) chapters, because even though she is familiar to those who have played skyrim se, it's not like we're all in her head, hearing and seeing her thoughts and memories. I love that we get to know her better. I love how you carefully write about her trauma, and the things she's experienced. i also love how you write her thoughts - serana's been someone I've related to, in one way or another, so I really enjoy being able to relate to her in some of those ways

I also always love reading eres-centered (pov?) chapters as well - how could I not!! she's such a gem. I've always been a bit skeptical when it comes to fics revolving around other people's oc's and a favorite character of mine. but I kid you not when I tell u that I haven't read any fics that come even CLOSE to the peak excellence that Vigilance has to offer. anyways, I just love how we've been able to get to know her, and love her like any other character <3 thank you for creating her

i just really appreciated hearing your feedback to your own writing! as much as we readers like to read it ourselves, I think it's nice to hear the authors input :)

apologies for the long post lol <33

i almost didn't want to post this just so i could save it to look at later when i needed some validation hahaha

this is exactly the type of comment that keeps an author motivated to write <3

#vigilance series #thank you!!!!

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sunfloweroranges · 3 years

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Can I request a barbarian bakubabe x gn!reader or f!reader (the most u feel comfortable writing) + beautiful sunset?

‘Love was something the explosive boy never knew, after facing war and deaths he was sure it never existed or that it wasn’t made for someone like him, until he met you. ‘So this is what it feels like falling, huh ‘ ‘

𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕥

𝓑𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸 𝔁 𝓷𝓫!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝙰/𝙽

𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎!! 𝚆𝚘𝚘! 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝟸𝟻 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕!!! 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚠- 𝙼𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚋 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚋 𝚘𝚗𝚎- 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!!

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷𝟶𝟺𝟷

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍; 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎; 𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚛/𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜

𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

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Steel dripping in crimson blood, heads stuck on sharpened fence poles, war roars, explosions, trenches, digging graves for the lost ones… These were just a few things that for most were horrible aspects of warpath, for Bakugo these were everyday things to witness or take part in, the cries of mercy, the cusses of ones that stood till they fell dead on the kicked up dirt with the bodies of enemy, intertwined in forever grip of death.. Every day did he face these, as a barbarian, paid to kill and sometimes guard things the kingdom refused to guard, or the companies working on the other side of the coin requiring protection to do their not so pretty deeds.

This all changed after a while, when Bakugo and his troop were paid to work, guard around L/N farm because of an increase in draconic appearance, and how could he refuse to work around something he was hunting for? Katsuki had something to prove in his head, and to reach his goal he wanted to hunt down a certain red scaled dragon called by legends Red Riot, appearing near war zones and boarders. L/N farm was just by one, Bakugo jumped on the occasion to grab a hold of the reptiles scales once and for all.

How did this, a simple employment to guard a bordering farm lead to a change? It all happened because of a certain h/c person, a child of the farm owner, one that somehow kept appearing and annoying the blond when he was on a shift within the farm gates, the same person that within moments had all his attention.. “Dragons are superior beings: more powerful, more intelligent, more worthy of wealth and territory, and more important than any other mortal creature. To them, this conviction is more than a dogmatic belief; it’s a fundamental fact, something they are born knowing, and a cornerstone of their personality and worldview.”

The way they spoke, the words that surprisingly, as much as he didn’t want to admit, made sense and opened new doors he didn’t consider, his strategy so far was following, hunting the dragon down, but he’s done it mindlessly, if this person knew as much as they just hinted on, the peak into psychology of a beast is just what he would need, but his interest wasn’t all that made his reality change, no far from it, but this little event, this first sentence that dug into his mind was the first pebble rolling down the hill leading to a whole landslide of events.. · · · · ·

That’s how he found himself here, sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking over a giant landscape, mountains, fantastical creatures flying alone or in groups, a giant sun sinking behind one of the snowy peaks of a tall mountain, he looked to the crimson sky, it didn’t remind him of the blood no more, rather of the draconic skin, of ruby riches, of the red gem embedded in a golden ring on Y/n’s finger, the same one they wore when Bakugo first met them, the same one they had to retrieve multiple times during this ‘adventure’ that Y/n tricked Bakugo into.

The blond was traveling with a troop, he did, a year ago, when after the farm guarding employment finished and he broke off having learned so much about draconic psyche he made a new strategy and decided to rush after the Red Riot having spotted a pattern Y/n taught him about within the dragons behavior. How did he sit here now, with Y/n leaning on his shoulder, sleeping peacefully his hand in theirs? He never paid attention to feelings, unless they were rage and determination.

He didn’t notice how quickly his behavior changed when he found Y/n in his carriage luggage, hidden from the barbarian, secretly tagging along into the ‘adventure’. Bakugo had grew fond of knowledge, interest, passion they had for dragons and life outside of ‘That rotten farm’ as they said. The blond just now had noticed how the things that reminded him of death, gore and every day monotony of mindless slaughter, now meant so much more, how this Beautiful Sunset was unlike any other, how every one which he watched with them by his side he remembered clearly, it wasn’t a curse of another day closer to death, no, not anymore.

Katsuki looked to the h/c figure by his side, feeling safe enough to fall asleep on him, the calm breath, the soft fingers hooked around his calloused ones, how they fit perfectly. He glanced to their face, gently brushing back a stray hair away, just now noticing how kind and gentle he was, of course these acts were usually hidden beneath huffs and puffs but here, where Y/n wasn’t aware, he let these gentle sides slip, he let his hand linger over their skin as he thought for the first time ‘Is this what love feels like?’

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carboniteprincess · 3 years

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Nova | Boba Fett x F! Reader | 1.2k

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, ig praise kink, I really just wanted an excuse to have boba say good girl, fingering, he rips your clothes off but nicely, there's people downstairs and they can probably hear you, also you spend his money

@delusionsxfgrandeur hi🤧 thank u for encouraging me to write this (and step out of my anon bubble). I hope u slurp slurp and that its even slightly as good your writing✨

You paced towards the mirror, heels clicking against the stone, a luxurious gown laid out on your bed. Tonight was Boba's birthday and oh did you have plans. But first, you had to get through the boring party. You didn't understand why he agreed to it, he knew that everyone who arrived would shower him in gifts, hoping to gain his favor. The Palace tonight would be a den of sin, where drinks flowed freely and music never quietened.

You hated it. It's not like you were against parties, quite the opposite, you would jump at any chance to let loose. However, today was the day where you wanted him all to yourself, preferably in bed, lounging as he feeds you grapes or something. Life is a cruel trickster, intent on depriving you of his attention.

While gazing at your naked form, an idea pops into your head, seeing a glimmer from the drawer in the corner of your mirror. Lingerie. You had brought them on Coruscant during a secret shopping trip while Boba was off hunting down a random criminal, on his credits of course. It's not like he would run out anytime soon.

A knowing smirk across your face as you toss your regular underwear off, pulling the jewels from the drawer. It wasn't subtle, but it would serve as an act of small revenge for agreeing to that damned party. You kicked your heels off, the cold gems sliding up your leg, securing them with a bow at the top. Hopefully, it would peak from your dress.

It would probably be an overstatement to call them underwear, being that little was covered. The light reflected, dressing you in a thousand constellations. The bodysuit tied at the neck, a thousand stepping stones of nova crystals, crafted expertly into triangles covered your breasts. Small icicles dripped from the chest piece, pointing right down to your navel. Oh, how much trouble you were going to get in tonight.

Or now. "Where, just where, are you going in that?" You freeze, hearing the familiar voice of Boba Fett. He leans on the doorframe, arms crossed in irritation. You turn to his hidden face, trying to decipher any emotion from him. You could not.

"Downstairs, why? Aren't you busy entertaining your… guests?" You retorted, bitterness on your tongue. That did it, Boba's arms unfolded as he slowly entered your room. The door behind him closed with a hiss, your mouth almost watering from a hint of his affections.

"All this, just for my attention? If that's what you desire, then I can hardly have you feeling ignored." Your heart rate spikes, seeing him peel away his gloves as he makes quick timing of pacing behind you. When you finally feel his fingertips brush against your back, toying with the fastenings a quiet gasp escapes your lips.

"It's quite the craftsmanship, I'll have to send the jeweler my thanks." Boba mutters, giving the ribbon a small tug, not enough to loosen it. Your eyes widen, almost coughing from the shocking revelation. "You—knew?" You say, turning your head swiftly to meet his visor. A small chuckle rises from his chest, fingers catching your chin and holding you there.

"Oh, little one. I watched you buy it. I was wondering when you would be bold enough to wear it. It does look better on, but I believe I'd prefer it on my floor. What do you think?" Boba tilts his head, finally allowing himself to enjoy the view. You chew on your bottom lip, before nodding.

"I suppose—there's only one way to find out." You suggest with a shrug, grasping at whatever bravery you had left. Boba tugs the ribbon, the chest piece falling. His bare hands glide across your skin like satin, trying to locate other fastenings. There were several clips to get through, he wondered how you put it on at all. He lefts out a huff in frustration, changing his tactic as he edges you towards the bed.

The backs of your knees touch the linens, you let out a soft laugh as he struggles against the fabric, trying to show him how to remove it. With a huff, he resigns himself to rough tugs, sending thousands of crystals to the floor. Each of them shining in the dull light, as an orchestra of crashes fills your ears.

"Hey! It's expensive!" You protest, as he finally finishes his attack on your attire. "I don't care. My money." Boba states with a shrug, bare hands caressing your thighs. Suddenly, you don't care for lingerie anymore. You lie back, parting your legs for him. "Good girl." He coos, thick fingers mapping your slit.

Heat rises to your cheeks, watching him slowly move to your clit, just lightly brushing it. The slightest friction making your legs back, much to his amusement. "You are desperate, aren't you?" Boba mutters, fingers moving away as you whine.

"I asked you something, little one." His hand returns to your thigh, firmer this time. He's everywhere and nowhere all at once, your cunt begging to be touched, begging for his touch. "I— yes. I'm desperate." You admit, nodding your head. He leans forward, over you, slowly pushing a finger between your folds. "Always so needy, princess. I bet I can make you moan louder than the band downstairs. Do you want that? Want all my guests to hear who's making you cum?" He's teasing you for that performance earlier, the same bitterness on his tongue. You whimper, feeling a broad finger enter you, instinctively clenching around it.

"Y—yes." You struggle to form your words as he makes a "come hither" motion, his thumb resting against your clit, aimlessly circling. You made an incoherent attempt at his name, stuck in your throat, amplified by a second finger easily sliding in. "What was that? You seemed so confident earlier...now look at you." Boba whispers, voice filled with admiration.

"Fuck—I" Your back arches, meeting each thrust of his fingers with your own, head thrown back. Your thighs move together on their own, earning a sharp grab from him, pulling them apart so he can study you. Each caress was precise, he knew your body well by now as if his only purpose was to get you off.

Your grip the sheets, you grip his robe, trying to find anything that will tether you. Your attempts are in vain, soon you are soaring. The party downstairs continued, sounds of people making merry echoed throughout the palace. You paid them little mind, blinded by the rapture. "That's my good girl, let them hear you." Boba's voice is strained, you eye him palming himself through his pants.

Your thigh muscles twitch as he hangs you off the edge of the abyss, before dropping you in headfirst. You feel like you've been shattered, everything numbing as you cum around his fingers, the wet sounds of his movements only defeated by the cry of his name. And then, you were whole again.

You basked in afterglow, watching the nova crystals dance across the ceiling, their little lights grounding you as Boba strokes your hair, sweet nothings leaving his lips freely. "You'll be missed downstairs, you know." You tell him as his arm snakes around your waist. Turns out you'll be getting that night in bed after all.

#boba fett #the mandalorian #boba fett x reader #boba fett x female reader #mine #fic #im so scared no cap #but uhhh #also I hope its okay to tag you still!!!#if its not um... sorry 👉👈#if it is.... then slurp #really living up to the shy anon persona rn but #this has been sat in my drafts all evening now and I'm just going to throw it to the world

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enochianribs · 3 years

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p r o j e c t l a z a r u s (outlast au) pt 1.

Dean, a supernatural investigative reporter, receives an anonymous tip that something terrible has happened at what is supposed to be the long abandoned Novak Institute. As things quickly go south, Dean finds himself trapped within the rotting halls, pushed further and further in even as he tries to escape. What he discovers underneath the mountain may very well be the death of him.

read on ao3 here | or under the cut.

The tip was anonymous but he’d followed it in good faith. If the lead was anything he’d hoped for, he’d have the story of his lifetime. If it was good. A huge if, but he was getting about that desperate for a big break, especially since he was still competing with Henriksen and Ash. Half of the time he couldn’t figure out where the fuck they were getting such gold mine stories. The bastards.

He parked the Impala outside the gate, a tick of paranoia etching itself in his spine that someone would see him and yank the story out from under him. He debated covering Baby with branches and then realized that there was literally no one around. Outside of the sound of dry leaves blowing across the cracking blacktop and the breeze rustling the dying aspens, there was not a sound.

Feeling stupid, he grabbed his small duffel bag and double checked its contents: his video camera (getting a little outdated with all the new tech but he’d bet his life on its durability), his flip phone (yeah, yeah, he knows), the first aid kit (he always brought it with when he went into abandoned buildings after stepping on that rusty nail that one time), a flashlight, the EMF detector (made it himself), and the switchblade (stolen from his father).

The tools of the trade, if your trade was being insane and stupid and reporting on old urban legends and ghosts and demonic possessions and shit. Y’know, normal stuff. The kinda job you could tell someone about on the first date.

With the contents all accounted for, Dean locked Baby up, shoved his keys into the bag and took a deep breath.

Show time.

Beyond the crumbling brick wall towered the Institute in all of its fading glory, its architecture dated and magnificent even as the clay tile roofing broke and shattered at its base, creating a minefield of broken pieces sharp enough to dig through the tread of his boot if he wasn't careful. The hedges were overgrown and misshapen, and most of the exterior windows were broken. Dean could only assume from local teenagers trashing the place. It must have been beautiful back in the day, a hidden gem among the peaks. Fuckin’ kids.

According to an old newspaper article, the Novak Institute was closed down in 1982 for financial reasons and had been avoided by every sensible local like it was cursed ever since. It was founded in the early 1880s by a man named Charles Shurley with a simple goal: fund and research miracle cures. The stuff of angels, as the word of mouth story went. After his death in 1930, his wealthy in-laws took over and kept his goal in mind as they expanded into even more experimental treatments for all kinds of medical and psychological ailments.

Folks from around the world came to be healed, and the Novaks— Shurley’s in-laws— were damn good at it. They sought to push the boundaries between modern, traditional, and experimental medicine and frequently did so successfully.

In 1970, a woman by the name of Naomi Novak took over the Institute, and (though it had always been a private facility for the wealthy to turn about their health for the better) she privatized the institution completely. Within a year it became a family owned research facility. Rumor was that members of the Novak family suffered from a mysterious condition, one that they kept behind closed doors and drawn curtains and that she was hellbent on finding the fix for it.

From there Dean took every tale he'd scrounged up from the small mountain town down the road with a grain of salt. Urban legends all started somewhere, but along the way they lost the truth, and that was usually where the scary stuff kicked in.

Still, the story went that it had been the wrong direction for the family to take, and they immediately stumbled into financial struggles that eventually dragged the entire thing down around them. In '82 they closed their doors, for good.

Except, two days ago Dean received an encrypted email. Sent out in mass, he suspected. The contents of the email was straight up bizzare— since he'd received it, he'd kept a printed copy tucked into his back pocket, folded up and folded up again until the creases wore thin and threatened to tear.

It was in the mountain. They told me not to look. I did anyway. She told me not to look. By the time I send this, it will be too late. The Novak Institute needs to be burned to the ground. Don’t look. Just light the match and let it go.

Dean’s issue was always the same. Of course he was gonna look. That was kinda his whole job— stick his nose where it shouldn’t go and see what bit it. In fact, he wanted something to bite. That would be his big break. He just had to haul ass the other direction the second something chomped down and pray that he caught it on camera.

So here he was, sticking his nose where it shouldn’t be.

To the left of the main doors sat an armoured convoy. Its doors were closed, and it looked surprisingly free from rust, if it has been sitting there for a couple of decades.

The model of the car was somewhat new, Dean realized.

"Huh," He stopped in front of it, swiping a finger along its hood. Inspecting the pad for dust, it came away blank. His finger barely left a trail. The vehicle was spotless. It couldn't have been sitting there longer than a day with the way the wind swept dust across the open courtyard. "Weird."

The convoy should have been his first red flag, so scarlet it must have been dyed fresh with blood. It wasn't.

Dean pulled one of the ornate handles on the front door, but it didn't give an inch. They were made of a solid piece of wood, heavy duty. There was something vaguely fortified about the place. Hospitals had welcoming doors, encouraging people to come and get better. These, Dean could tell by the massive iron hinges they hung from, were bolted shut from the inside.

Dean tried the other handle just in case. Nothing. He sighed, and tugged out his phone. 4:10 PM. One bar of signal that kept flashing in and out of existence. In October, the sun would be going down soon…and he was only supposed to be checking it out today. His plan was to come back at sunrise for a full day of sunlight and investigation.

Down the expanse of shattered windows, a piece of glass skittered out across the cobblestone. His head jerked up and instinctually, he called out a inquisitive "Hello?"

No one answered, but he heard, with straining ears, what sounded like footsteps shuffling further into the building.

What if someone had beat him here? He hadn't been the only person the email was sent to. There was a chance that coming back tomorrow meant he lost the story to someone else. Henriksen would never let him hear the end of that. Dean had boasted that he had something big, had left in the middle of the night to get here before anyone else. No, he was not going to let Henriksen win another bet against Ash.

Almost drowned out by the sound of the continued breeze, Dean heard a door slam shut inside the Institute. A stone sank past the bottom of his stomach down to the floor. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and the insidious feeling that someone was watching him crept around his psyche until he had no choice but to look back over his shoulder. The courtyard remained the same: desolate, abandoned.

��"Fuck it."

He should've pulled his switchblade out, just in case, but he settled on the flashlight, fingers wrapping around it tightly. The light was really starting to die beyond the snowy backdrop, warm sunlight fading into a sickly orange glow that bathed everything in sight.

"Just one room." Dean muttered to himself, and shouldered the bag, brandishing the flashlight with a grimace.

This was a stupid idea.

Like a statuette too close to the end of a table, Dean hoisted himself carefully over the edge of broken glass and hopped into the room blind. Darkness greeted him, enveloped him in an unknown that would consume him and spit a cracked reflection back out. All it would take was a little push in the wrong direction to send him toppling to the floor.

The halls of Novak Institute were filled with hands just itching for something to break.

#mine #*#YEEHAW #did i repurpose my old monstrous edits?#yes #but tbh the edits were made with this specific AU in mind anyways so i don't even feel bad about it #also because they FUCK #project lazarus

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gladiatortale · 3 years

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My DEPRESSION BEATING, fandom obsessing, shit-tastic FANTASTIC year in review!

TL;DR: I’m fixing my mental health and figuring out WHO THE FUCK I AM one fandom filled day at a time! Thank you to everyone who’s been there for me along the way. xoxo

what’s up HEATHENS.

stating the goddamn obvious here, it’s been a HELLUVA YEAR. One emotional rollercoaster after another but we’re ALMOST DONE. I know things aren’t gonna magically get better the second it flips to 00:01 on January first, but I’m excited to put this year behind me, and (SHOCKINGLY) a bit sad to see it go.

It was a year where the whole world completely stopped, we realized what is really important, what is really worth fighting for, and took a GODDAMN SECOND to just breathe.

For me personally, the year (which I’m counting off from November 1st) started out UNBELIEVABLY SHIT. I had just been kicked out of the country I called home for the last four years (thank you Brexit), I had ZERO job prospects, my depression was the WORST it had ever been, and I just didn’t want to get out of bed in the morning. And in the beginning, the pandemic felt like salt in the wound, an extra kick in the teeth to my early twenties that had already “failed to launch.”

But I tried to embrace the madness, really take advantage of the world (that I always thought moved to fast) properly slowing down, and take time to try and become myself again. I wanted to figure out what I loved and try and become a bit more like the person I was before my depression got so bad.

I often say I became that Manic Trash Planet Lady™ you see in sci-fi adventure films; a bit zany to say the least, with a million ideas and a very eclectic fashion sense, but embracing the insanity as it comes...

*cough cough* audrey, get to the goddamn point!

Right. lol. THE POINT IS!

I’m not 100% “healed”, I’m not sure if I think depression is a “oh look you’re officially cured! hooray!” type of disease, but this year I let myself ENJOY SHIT for the first time in god knows how long. I still don’t know “wHaT i WaNt To dO WiTh mY LiFe”, but I’ve got a better idea and I’m heading in (what feels like) the right direction. And most of all, I can look back and say I am better than where I was a year ago.

So I wanted to say T H A N K Y O U to the mad lads on this website that introduced me to the fandoms, shows, movies, fics... THE SHIT that made me happy this year and were there to be one (BIG) piece in my healing journey.

AND SO, with out further rambling ADO! Here are the highlights of the year marked by my ridiculous hyper-fixations and OBSESSIONS. Thanks for putting up with me ya fiends, xoxox

November 2019 The Arcana (Visual Novel)

I had just gotten home and I was in a LOOOOOOW place. Randomly decided to download this app when it came up and it proceeded to ruin my life (and my bank account...) for pretty much the rest of the year. It was exactly what I needed to get me through a tough time and I was thoroughly, horse-blinders-up-to-the-rest-of-the-world, OBSESSED. These gorgeous magical fiends ruined me and all I could say was thank you.

Joined the fandom: November 2019 Obsession peaked: Late November Obsession faded: December 2019; I started a new job AND my bank statement came in and I realized I had accidentally spent over SIXTY BUCKS on this stupid app. No ragrets, but I definitely started to phase out at that point. Fandom friends: Velma, (@lanavxds on insta) miss you girlie xx Fanfics you NEED to read: ‘Second Mistake’ by DeathBelle on AO3, because DAAAAAYUM SON. Favourite moments: Basically the whole of the Julian arc. That gangly himbo OWNED my ass for a month.

December 2019 Hazbin Hotel (TV Series)

Y’ALL okay here me out. Am I proud of this one? No. Is the show crass as hell? OOOOOOOOHHHH YEAH. Did my angsty ass love it at the end of last year? DAMN STRAIGHT IT DID. Goes without saying, but this is NOT FOR EVERYBODY, but it definitely helped me along the way to becoming more comfortable with myself and being open about being the massive geek that I always was, and watching things I enjoy regardless of what people say about it.

Joined the fandom: December 2019 Obsession peaked: Shortly there after. Fandom friends: None. Dipped one toe in fandom discourse and then promptly YEETED the fuck outta there. Obsession faded: January 2019. Still curious to see the full series if A24 actually ever does produce the whole thing, but I have def moved away from it. Fanfics you NEED to read: Haven’t read any. Maybe I’m a pussy baby piece-o-shit, but I DID NOT want to go down that rabbit hole, NO MA’AM. Favourite moments:

Discovering the Hunicast podcast. These guys are a riot and Ashley is a flustered GEM. Even if you don’t watch the show, go watch an episode of these fucking LADS just dicking about and your day will get better.

Watching the first episode with my partner and watching him realize his girlfriend is a total freak.

January 2020 Lore Olympus (Webtoon Comic)

*Officially* discovered this one thanksgiving weekend in 2019, but my Arcana phase was still raging pretty strong at that point so I didn’t really get in to it until later. EVERYBODY AND THEIR MOTHER NEEDS TO READ IT. It has everything and handles the reality sexual assault and it’s aftermath EXTREMELY well.

Joined the fandom: Late November 2019 Obsession peaked: January 2020 Fandom friends: KELLEY. MA GIRL XOXOXO Obsession faded: June-ish 2020. I’m like 10 chapters behind now, but I still love this story so much. Fanfics you NEED to read: SO MANY ON MY ‘MARKED FOR LATER’ LIST AAAAAH. I have to get to that... NEW YEARS RESOLUTION lol Favourite moments: Having a drunk conversation on New Years Eve in 2019 with one of my oldest friends from high school about how much she loved it too. Helped me see how popular fandom and fandoms, are especially after feeling like I needed to hide my enthusiasm through high school and uni. (THAT WAS A MISTAKE BUT I’LL GET THERE IN A MINUTE).

February 2020 Versailles (TV Series)

SO FUCKING GAY Y’ALL. Oh my god everyone in this show is so gay. Even when they’re not they still are a little bit. AND BEST OF ALL!! it’s very historically accurate (except for the demon satanic nonsense in season 3, what was that???)

Joined the fandom: February 2020 Obsession peaked: Like??? The SECOND I finished episode one. Fandom friends: none... WHERE ARE ALL OF YOU??? Obsession faded: March 2020. It was a fast and passionate love affair, what can I say? Fanfics you NEED to read: IF YOU HAVE RECS, GIVE ‘EM TO MEEEEE. Favourite moments:

Showing the first episode to a friend of mine and the *ungodly GASP* that came out of her throat was... PRICELESS.

The ENTIRE throuple(???) relationship between the Chevalier, Philipe, and Palatine. PLATONIC/ ROMANTIC LOVE G O A L S.

March 2020 Yuri!!! On Ice (TV Series)

*deep breath* ...y’all knew this one was coming.

Was I ready for this show to ruin my fucking life? No. Am I so glad it happened??? FUCK YEAH.

NEVER IN MY LIFE have I fallen off the deep end so quickly with a fandom. HOLY SHIT. This blog didn’t have much of an “identity” before, but I you said that this is a Yuri On Ice blog now I wouldn’t even be mad (nor could I really defend myself to the contrary... bc??? like??? just go LOOK at my archive). Craziest thing is I watched the first two episodes like?? a solid TWO YEARS ago, but I didn’t continue watching because I was just not in the right head space for all the love and silliness and positivity.

I could do a whole separate post about how much this show and how this fandom has changed my life (DON’T TEMPT ME I JUST MIGHT). But I’ll stick with the highlights for now ;)

Joined the fandom: March 2020 Obsession peaked: Has it peaked?? Went straight up and it still going lol Fandom friends: Sandra, my mentor, my queen @aeriamamaduck, my fandom ride-or-die. Thank you for taking this internet bby under your wing. RACHEL @idancewiththefairies I TRAPPED YOU HERE. MUAHAHAHA xxx Obsession faded: ON GOING. CAN’T STOP, WON’T STOP. Fanfics you NEED to read: jfc, SO MANY.

‘Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches’ and ‘Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts’ by Reiya @kazliin -- Rivals AU companion pieces. Longest fics I’ve ever read and JESUS CHRIST these two fucking SENT ME. Most popular YOI fics on AO3 for a REASON.

‘Tell Me Where Your Love Lies’ by @aeriamamaduck -- Royalty AU, trope-breaking ABO. Ah sweet, TMWYLL, how you’ve killed me over and over again. This BEAUTIFUL wip has SUCH amazing world-building idk where to start (Congrats on passing 50,000 hits!) EVERYONE GO READ IT.

‘Blackbird’ by sixpences -- WWII/Coldwar Spy Fic. I don’t have enough words to describe how amazing this is. It’s elevated to a higher plane beyond fanfic. Just go read it. Thank me later.

‘Zanka’ by rinsled05 @dreaming-fireflies -- The geisha fic that ruined me. *deep breath* AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH *gasp* I’m fine. lol I sooooo not ready for this fic. Holy hell, Aoyagi had my heart in his hands from the first chapter. “’Please’ [...] ‘Don’t give me hope.’“ FUUUUCK.

‘Echoes’ by Reiya @kazliin -- Future fic. First fic I cried at... BOI. I was NOT ready for this. Shouldn’t be surprised given the author, but MAN. “‘A love like that, a love like what they had together, it never leaves completely.’ Yuri spoke again, eyes still staring out onto the ice, lost in memory. ‘There are always echoes.’” JUST FUCK ME UP.

Favourite moments: Oh good lord, where do I begin??

Having two (count ‘em TWO) main characters with mental health issues (Yuuri and his anxiety and Victor with burn out and depression) and NOT MAKING IT THE ONLY ASPECT OF THEIR PERSONALITY. CLAPS FOR KUBO AND YAMAMOTO!!

Everything about Yurio (ESPECIALLY HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH YUUKO AND HIS GRANDPA), that tsundere motherfucker is too pure for this world.

THE KISS. THE PROPOSAL. MY HEART WASN’T READY. AAAAAH!!

This fandom *properly* introducing me to smut on AO3...

Thinking I was going to get Rachel to like the show... NOT being prepared for her to fall off the deep end and START LIKING REAL SKATING TOO!!

Staying up waaaaaay too late waaaaaay too often to plan out plot points for TMWYLL with Sandra. Love ya dearie.

The warm fuzzy feeling I get every time I think about Victor and Yuuri.

April 2020 Bungou Stray Dogs (TV Series)

I had a hunch I was gonna like this show considering ALL of the characters are based off of famous classic authors from around the world... what I was NOT prepared for was just HOW MUCH I was going to love it. HOLY SHIT. The art style? Love it. The plot?? Bonkers, but so fun. THE VOICE CAST??? AMAZING. Highly recommend to anyone who wants to get in to anime, great place to start.

Joined the fandom: April 2020 Obsession peaked: Probably this summer? But we have DEF plateaued in a VERY high place. Fandom friends: FIJI. MA BOIIIII @lil-1nsane Obsession faded: Hasn’t. Hope it doesn’t Fanfics you NEED to read: So so so many. The smut in this fandom is *chef’s kiss*, but here are a few...

‘He Works Hard For the Money’ by CataclysmicEvent @cataclysmicevent2019 -- Sugar Daddy AU. FUCK MAN. I was not expecting to like this one, but bloody hell. This fic grabbed me by the throat and WOULD NOT let me go. Praying for chapter 16! But the author is working on another STELLAR fic so I’m okay for now.

‘Everything or Nothing’ by CataclysmicEvent @cataclysmicevent2019 -- University AU. FUCK THIS FIC. Started reading it as I was waiting for HWHFTM to update and BOI, this fic ROCKS. The alternating POV fits so well with the enemies/idiots-to-lovers vibe. Solid 10 outta 10.

‘The City Where Wind Blows’ by @raven-rein -- Cancer Death fic. *pained shriek* AAAAAAGUUUUUUUHHHH *gasp* aaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, FUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKK MEEEEE. THIS FIC. Only the second fic I’ve ever cried to but I BAWLED MY GODDAMN EYES OUT. FUUUUUUUCK. I was not ready, never would have been ready. This is so tremendously well done, it killed me so beautifully,

‘Haunted by Hatred’ by DeathBelle -- Canon compliant Soukoku. It is a CRIME that DeathBelle doesn’t have more BSD fics on her page, but this one is still brilliant.

Favourite moments:

THE CHUUYA-DAZAI MAFIA REUNION TEAM UP WHEN THEY FIGHT LOVECRAFT. Ooof. BOI. We love it.

The first three episodes. Soooo many break neck plot twists.

Every insane hypothetical conversation with Fiji.

Every time Atsushi or Tanizaki is on screen bc I LOVE THESE LIL BEANS.

June 2020 Trash Taste (Podcast)

Goddamn I love these chaotic lads so much.

As I became more and more comfortable with myself and my love for anime I stumbled upon these three goons, -- Joey, Connor, and Garnt, -- best known for there SUPER successful (mostly) anime YouTube channels. Even if you don’t watch anime, WATCH/LISTEN TO THIS PODCAST. The focus is mostly on their lives and the overall expat/immigrant experience, with a bit of anecdotal anime references sprinkled in.

This show is both wholesome and heathenous in equal measure, and after having lived abroad for a significant portion of my (admittedly still quite short) life, it was such a breath of fresh air to hear people talk so openly about how living outside your home country is both wonderful and terrifying. They’re wonderfully candid about the fact that even if you love a place dearly, no where is perfect, and you WILL hate somethings about your new home even if the majority of the experience is fantastic. I cannot rate this show highly enough.

Joined the fandom: June 5th 2020, loved it from the first episode. Obsession peaked: July maybe? I was RELIGIOUS about watching the episodes as soon as they came out. Still watch every week, but less “on time.” Fandom friends: None :( but I have tricked my partner in to listening several times :) Obsession faded: It’s dimmed from where it was, but still going strong. Fanfics you NEED to read: NONE. NEVER PLAN TO. Hard and fast rule, I don’t read fics about real people. Characters played by real people, even that’s a maybe for me. But real-real people? FUCK NO. (some of my) Favourite moments:

Any time Garnt and Connor get into a big-brain-monkey-brain argument and Joey is just LOSING his GODDAMN MIND in the corner.

Bringing a retired Japanese porn star in the show for an honest conversation about consensual sex work and showing people can have more than one career in life.

Everything about the, ‘Are Online Friends Real Friends?’ episode. GO WATCH IT, it’s brilliant.

Garnt making “chotto-THE-FUCKING-matte” an expression

August 2020 Great Pretender (TV Series)

Spent most of the summer marinating in my BSD and YOI bubbles, until THIS BAD BOI came up on my Netflix recommendations. HOOOO BOI. This is some Anime Of The Year shit right here. Has a pretty original concept (Catch Me If You Can by way of Oceans 11-ish) but generally starts out like most other shounen (sans the super powers). AND THEN EPISODE FIVE HAPPENS. Not gonna spoil it but they TOOK THAT SHIT UP A NOTCH. Brilliant, even with a bit of an insane ending. GO WATCH THIS ONE.

Joined the fandom: August 2020 Obsession peaked: Pretty much as soon as I started watching it. Fandom friends: What’s up Fiji ;) @lil-1nsane Obsession faded: Naturally faded, but so glad I watched Fanfics you NEED to read: None so far! Little scared about this one, heard mixed reviews, but maybe someday. Favourite moments:

Edamame’s “madness arc” at the end of season 2. HOOOO BOY.

Laurent getting fucking WRECKED when Edamame punches him mid way through season 2, kills me every time.

Introducing my partner to anime with this show.

October 2020 Attack on Titan (TV Series)

RETURN OF THE KING. lol

In my quest to find an anime that I can watch with my partner, I turned on season 1 of this bad boi. Holy hell I forgot how much I loved this show, NO WONDER everyone lost their goddamn minds when this show first aired. I NEED to catch up before all the season four spoilers come to get me...

Joined the fandom: Winter 2016 Obsession peaked: Basically as soon as I started watching it. Fandom friends: None yet, but I know you’re out there... Obsession faded: 2017, JUST BEFORE SEASON TWO... I should have stuck around longer I know, but it’s slowly coming back. Reeeeeally need to catch up on seasons two, three, and four. Fanfics you NEED to read: GIVE ME YOUR RECS HEATHENS. Favourite moments:

Watching my partner FREAK OUT about Eren’s “death.”

EVERYTHING ABOUT POTATO GORL! lol

Getting in a conversation with a die hard fan after I hadn’t watched it in three years and saying... “Who’s that blond bitch that cries all the time?”/ “Armin?”/ “THAT’S THE ONE!”

November 2020... kind of. Figure Skating (Sport)

Okay this one is a bit hard to explain.

I have been a DIE HARD figure skating for A LOOOOOONG time. My grandmother got me a hat from the 2002 Olympics in Salt Lake City and I remember watching even then. But I first became consciously aware of different skaters, my faves, etc. from about 2010. I vividly remember watching Plushenko skating in 2014 while on a school trip to Hawaii, and my friends laughing at me as I yelled at the TV.

But I didn’t TRULY get involved in the fandom side of it until this year. I had all this knowledge bottled up, but didn’t have any skating friends to talk to... UNTIL NOW. Super ironic that this happened in a year with almost NO skating, but I’ll take what I can get ;) Also did I stay up until FOUR-GODDAMN-THIRTY IN THE MORNING a few nights ago to stream Japanese Nationals on my phone??? YOU BET I DID.

Joined the fandom: Three times; 2002, 2010, and 2020. Obsession peaked: 2014? 2018? Idk it peaks any time someone does something amazing. Fandom friends: Rachel, my girl @idancewiththefairies, WHY DIDN’T I INTRODUCE YOU TO THIS SOONER??? Obsession faded: Hasn’t. Won’t. lol Fanfics you NEED to read: NOPE. NONE. NOT GONNA HAPPEN. No fanfics about real people. Never gonna change that. (some of my) Favourite moments:

Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir doing THAT routine at the 2018 Olympics.

Rachel sheepishly admitting to me that Shoma may have replaced Yuzu as her favourite, and me being SO DAMN PROUD of her for growing and developing her own skating opinions apart from me.

Yuzu’s 2012 ‘Romeo and Juliet’ routine and Worlds. THE RAW FUCKING POWER OF THAT SKATE.

Plushenko, cheeky bastard, changing his 2014 Team Event routine AS IT WAS HAPPENING.

The worlds friendliest rivalry between Yuzu and Nathan.

Any thing the Shibutani’s do, and all they do to break up the stereotype that all of Ice Dancing has to be rOmAnTiC and SeNsUaL to be good.

Watching my early faves become coaches and the D R A M A.

Honorable Mentions:

Coco (Film): I watched this the weekend I came home and I owe this movie a lot. It is so sweet an heartwarming, and it a roundabout way it brought me back to Tumblr (needed somewhere to vent my feelings considering I watched the movie a solid THREE YEARS after it came out, Tumblr seemed like the place to go lol). Watched in again in 2020 and it’s just as amazing.

Jekyll and Hyde (All media): Loved this book from the first time I read it in my first year of uni. But in December 2019, my fandom understanding reached its PEAK. The musical?? The comic?? YOOOOOO.

Dear Evan Hansen (Musical): I have BARELY engaged in fandom discourse, but the MUSIC. She fucking SLAPS.

Sirius the Jaeger (TV Series): This show is such an underrated gem. It literally has so much; "dead” family drama? Eclectic international group of monster hunters? Cowboys and vampires?? Yes, yes, and YES. And the main character has the same Japanese voice actor as Atsushi from BSD!

Studio Ghilbi (Films): My love affair with Ghibli goes back to when I was about 5 and BEGGED my mom to take me to the library so we could rent Kiki’s Delivery Service on DVD. But that love has been FULLY rejuvenated this year when I went to the Ghibli Film Festival in New York City (ironically in the last week in February). If you haven’t seen them, go watch From Up On Poppy Hill, Whisper of the Heart, and The Wind Rises. Spoilers, you’re probably gonna cry.

If you’ve made it this far, THANK YOU FOR READING!

And thank you to all the amazing people that made my 2020 not so horrible. Good riddance 2020, don’t let the door hit you on the way out!

#2020 #mental health #appreciation post #figure skating #studio ghibli #coco #attack on titan #great pretender #bungou stray dogs #trash taste #versailles tv #yuri!!! on ice #the arcana game #hazbin hotel #anime #fandom

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bisexualhobi · 3 years

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wait I think I agree not today is really bad but now rank all their title tracks from best to worst pls

lmaoohdksjjdjf i love this question so much anon but due to the fact that i’m me this would get way WAY too long. so i’m doing the top 5 best title tracks and then top 5 worst ones okay? i’m looking at google and apparently they have 26 korean singles so yeah that’s too much.

to rank them as objectively as possible I'm gonna try to take into account gp impact (which is not the same as chart impact since the fandom inflates those numbers), production, creative value (how innovative/different from other pop songs was it?) and the concept of the music video/aesthetic in general.

BTS TITLE TRACKS: TOP 5

5. Black Swan (2020)

am I cheating by putting here a pre release single? maybe. but it would be a disservice to leave this one out so bear with me

⭐gp impact: this song made more noise as a pre release single than the title track. I saw it in at least 3 end of the year editorials for best kpop songs of 2020. and the thing is it could have been WAY bigger but a lot of stuff happened that sadly made it go away too soon. I don't think this one is as famous or recognizable as the others in this list which is why it's going last, but also I think this song is the most underrated gem in bts discography so it's still going here.

⭐production: this song beat out the front runners (I need u, save me, DNA) solely because of its production. there are not a lot of kpop songs out there that manage to pull off what this song does. it's powerful, it's nostalgic, it's a dark and sexy song without being too on the nose. the mixing is SUPERB I remember the first time I heard it I thought "this would blow the fuck up if it was a Travis Scott song" and I will DIE on that hill. this is an example of heavy autotune on a song done right, not like the rest of their super autotuned songs that sometimes come out unrecognizable and empty sounding.

⭐creative value: it's not truly a new concept in pop to make a song about the Death of the Artist. it’s also not something a rookie group can do, this song needed to be released at exactly the time in bts’ career that it was. there’s just no emotional impact if you just sing about how the music makes your hear beat and you’ve been in the industry for,,, 3 years. this is the type of Swan Song you release at the peak of your career, so that really contributes to the message. mixing a trap beat with a ballet motif is GALAXY BRAIN SHIT.

⭐️concept: the ballet influence is just beautifully executed, this song is a beautiful piece of craftsmanship on all fronts. i think they could literally build an entire ALBUM off this concept, so the fact that they jampacked it onto one single song is both amazing and a little sad for me. i wanna hear more of this. i want a literal Black Swan (the darren aranofsky movie) horror concept where the protagonist falls prey to his own madness because he strives for perfection. but yeah, the song itself and the orchestral version just make this a complete golden concept in my book.

4. IDOL (2018).

⭐️gp impact: i think a lot of people that didn’t know anything about kpop vaguely knew about this song when it was released. i know i wasn’t into kpop at all but in my pop culture circle there was a small bleep from this song bc of the concept and the dance. i think it’s a great “embassador of kpop” track, like if you wanna explain to someone with no previous knowledge what kpop is about you can show them a performance of this song.

⭐️production: the production is a little all over the place for me. the instrumentals are amazing and really creative tho, but like in terms of mixing vocals and the structure of it, it might be a little too grating. it’s not the best produced song in ly: answer by any means but it still makes it work

⭐️creative value: the whole hanbok thing is a 10/10. bts weren’t the first ones to do it, but they did it in such a tightly executed way that honestly that “classic korean roots meets the edgy western feel” concept belongs to them now. groups are still recreating it. it’s a really innovative concept in general.

⭐️concept: the music video is,,,, something. you might love it or hate it, but it’s memorable. i think the purposeful way in which they made it as loud and brilliant as possible can be taken either as a camp adjacent or just as the group going nuts with the budget, which props to them. the choreography is also a BIG plus. the south african influence is really well executed and they made sure to do it as cultural appreciation and not appropriation. definitely the most memorable thing from this song is the choreo

3. Run (2015).

⭐️gp impact: this was their second song to have a music show win. it was the lead single from hyyh pt2 and honestly it might be the best song off hyyh as a whole. it cemented bts as not just another kpop group, because it made non fans turn their heads too! from what i gather this really propelled them forward and made the fanbase grow a lot.

⭐️production: hyyh pt2 is super well produced. i feel like this song in particular makes a fine job of mixing the vocals but it’s not outstanding. the best part is the instrumentals. but overall it’s a really good song with amazing lyrics and a great melody.

⭐️creative value: this built off of what they did with pt1 so they were already in a comfortable place, when they found this sound they really explored it well and deep and it works! i’m glad they went this emo pop route because it was a good contrast to what was dominating the charts in kpop in 2015.

⭐️concept: the aesthetic is PERFECT. there’s not a single other thing that i could add or that i wanted gone. it’s the perfect mix of coming of age teen film and heartfelt, dreamy pop. the music video is by no surprises the favorite mv of a lot of the fandom. the cinematography is beautiful and the song and the video perfectly capture that fleeting moment in life when you’re in the brink of adulthood.

2. Mic Drop (2017).

⭐️gp impact: this song was the first bts song to chart on the billboard hot100. back when the fandom had no idea how to chart, mass buy etc. that’s enough said. (personally i think mic drop is the quintessential bts song and their best release so the fact that i’m not putting it first should count as something).

⭐️production: for the purposes of this ranking i’m using the original mic drop and not the steve aoki remix even tho it was the steve remix that was released as the single. the song has the BEST mastering i’ve heard in kpop. the transitions are flawless, the beat is pure fire, the entire first minute is literally the hardest hype rap i’ve heard in kpop. everything about it WORKS.

⭐️creative value: it’s kinda funny how this song got released the same year as kendrick lamar’s humble, because imho it’s the best hiphop song of that year after humble. 2017 was truly the year of the diss tracks. bonus points for including it right after the billboard acceptance speech skit in ly: answer. SUPER refreshing among the ed sheeran type of pop that dominated that year.

⭐️concept: it’s a great concept but not innovative by any means. still, it works and bts managed to exploit it to the max. the choreo, the mv, the styling, everything was amazing!

1. Blood, Sweat & Tears (2016).

⭐️gp impact: it's probably the first song to put bts on the map beyond the kpop sphere. it really set the tone for their 2017. it's one of their most famous and recognizable songs to date.

⭐️production: this song is STUNNINGLY arranged. the mix, the ambience, the progression,,, it's all brought together to make a very well crafted song. it has a distinctive electronic/pop sound to it that still manages to set itself apart from the trend that was going at the time. black swan is probably the closet single they have to this in terms of production.

⭐️creative value: the song itself is very in compliance with the 2015/2016 trend of hype songs with edm influence, (ie. closer, shape of you, cheap thrills, let me love you, something just like this, etc.) but it still packs that punch that makes it sound fresh even for 2021.

⭐️concept: it wasn't the first song to sound like this in kpop ofc but it was the first truly sexy concept for bts. the aesthetic is innovative and very well thought out, the mv is amazing and the choreography too. i read somewhere that j-hope had a lot of input for this choreo so that's amazing. also blond taehyung is literally the best thing to come out of big hit.

WORST BTS TITLE TRACKS

ok so here we go with the worst ones! this is in ascending order as i prepare myself to pick the worst of them all, but please remember this isn’t meant to be mean spirited, i am simply applying the same criteria to their most underwhelming songs but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their own merit! it’s just that out of 26 singles, SOME of them have got to come out at the bottom right?

5. Life Goes On (2020)

⭐gp impact: this song is not memorable with the general public, its #1 on the bb was the product of mass buying and even though it's a feel good song made to comfort fans in the times of pandemic it's still bland and boring. I think it had no music show appearances either, and as far as bts ballads go this is just bottom tier. it’s not that it’s terrible, it’s just very underwhelming

⭐production: the autotune in this song is very poorly executed, it doesn't add to the song the way black swan does for example. it's just off putting and the melody is really forgettable. it's funny bc the chorus is directly pulled from the 2018 reggaeton super hit "La Canción" by J Balvin and Bad bunny lmaooo 💀 so I can't get that out of my head either. the structure is just fine and has nothing of substance

⭐creative value: the song is attempts to be a heartfelt acoustic song but it really has nothing that sets it apart from other songs product of the pandemic like Justin and ariana's stuck with u. for a song in a self produced album it's the song with the least input from the group. the lyrics are good, but they're not as sincere or groundbreaking as for example Spring day.

⭐concept: as a ballad ofc I'm not expecting it to have a grand choreography, and the mv being filmed in their personal dorms to reflect the lockdown is actually a nice touch but besides that there is nothing exciting, innovative or even sincerely comforting about the song and the concept. the greatest thing abt it is the fact that jk directed the video, which is actually pretty good.

4. We are bulletproof pt 2 (2013)

⭐gp impact: this song made no noise back in the day and to this day its just beloved by the fandom due to a sense of nostalgia and "remembering bts' roots". don't get me wrong it's amazing that bts still perform it in the year of our lord 2020 because you can't forget where you came from, but it's not a good or memorable song by any means.

⭐production: I went back to listen to it for this and oh god. I can't remember the mixing being THIS bad. jimin, jin and taehyung sound exceptionally bad, they don't sound like themselves especially jin. it's just a really poorly mastered song, but then again the rest of their debut album isn't far better.

⭐creative value: this is straight up ripping off early 2000s black culture from the US. not only the music, the styling for this era in general is unfortunately really bad and culturally appropriating and overall it's a mess.

⭐concept: there is nothing of substance to be said about this song. it's just really a miss. the mv is terrible, the only thing that can be salvaged from this is the choreography, but besides that the whole thing feels sloppy, rushed and is also kinda cringey.

3. N.O. (2013)

⭐gp impact: no noise. this song was just a really weird pick for their first comeback when attack on bangtan or coffee was right there. not to be mean but no wonder they didn't have a music win this year.

⭐production: it's an objectively bad song. it's just really underwhelming, the whole mixing feels amateur. it's not a good hiphop song and it's not a good vocal arrangement and the chorus is also a rip off of a late 90s American song I can't find right now

⭐creative value: this song isn't innovative in any way, it's just..... there. very meh in general, I have nothing more to say about it

⭐concept: the storyline kinda wants to go somewhere with the music video but it doesn't manage to make a connection. the styling is plain, simple and not flattering at all. it tries to make a protest of the Korean school system but it doesn't say anything beyond "school bad" which we already knew

2. Not Today (2017)

⭐gp impact: its a very middle of the list song for a lot of the fandom. I literally know of no one that claims this as their favorite mv/era/song. when you ask people about their least favorite bts songs they won't mention this one either, you know why? because it's that irrelevant. it had no music show wins either. it's precisely because of this why I put it so high up on the list. there's nothing worse than an unmemorable song, if it was widely hated then at least that would be a response.

⭐production: it's a really mediocre song in terms of structure and melody. it tried to be hype but it falls short. the chorus feels half finished and the message of the song is just “the revolution has begun”? which okay? but it adds nothing to the You never walk alone album either.

⭐creative value: there is nothing exciting about this song, and the chorus is too grating. the rhythm is repetitive and nothing new either in kpop or pop in general.

⭐concept: sadly there's not a lot to be said for the song. it says nothing of value and what it says falls flat. there's no innovation. you can actually see a lot of idol in this song, and also ON. those two songs are what this one tried to be but failed.

1. War of Hormone (2014)

⭐gp impact: thankfully none. this song got the treatment it deserved, if they had won a music show for this one it would feel tainted lol. now it's just a meme in the fandom but overall it made zero noise and contributed nothing to bts' evolution

⭐production: the production is very lazy, which is odd because dark & wild has some pretty tight tracks. but this one is just meh, nothing outstanding and the melody is just annoying

⭐creative value: this is a song that was probably born out of the desperation to have a gp friendly hit. it tries really hard to replicate an outdated idea of what boy bands should be, and it does it badly. simply put this song is very mediocre and misogynistic and the fact that it's a running gag in the fandom that "feminism isn't important when war of hormone comes on" isn't funny and it's actually cringe. please stop

⭐concept: the styling is so ugly :( the mv is very low budget which isn't surprising but they managed to make more with less in past releases. it's just embarrassing and I wish this song didn't exist, there's a reason why they never play it anymore lol. overall a dark mistake in bts' career

#asks #long post//#song analysis #bts

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Listen I’ve been fucking ~obsessed~ with @thenerdyalchemist ‘s pirate AU (I’m sure nobody could tell bc I definitely don’t reblog eVrY dAmN pOsT of it nope not me never😂😂) and I just needed to write this scene. I’ve had it in my head since I read all the HCs for this AU and I needed to put it on paper lol. I’m not great at writing whatsoever, I’m v out of practice and def didn’t edit this, but I wrote it and it exists so I might as well post it right? Lmao. Anyway here it is hope u enjoy 😩 (Also sorry in advance abt the wack ass formatting lmao. I never make posts on tumblr and I highkey wrote this in a note on my phone and then pasted it in here lol)

Runaan grinned as he practically hung over the side of his ship, watching the familiar dock inch closer and closer. It felt like years since he had been back to this town, /his/ town. He was finally in the home stretch, and his crew couldn’t dock the ship fast enough for him. Before, he could stay out at sea forever. If it weren’t for the need to restock supplies every once in a while, he probably would. The open ocean was his home town, his crew was his family, his ship was his home, he didn’t need anything else before. But now? Now he had a reason to /want/ to go back to land.

/Him./

It had been an absolutely agonizing few months. When he had first set sail, he figured it would be like every other quest. Of course he would miss Ethari dearly, but they would both be busy with their respective work, and they could write to each other in the mean time. But this time was different. The moment he left his heart had sunk, leaving a gaping hole in his chest that widened further as he watched Ethari sit on the dock and wave until he could no longer see him. The first thing he did was write a letter to him. Even though he had only just left, he felt like a huge piece of him was missing without him there by his side. He found that he could not enjoy himself as much as he normally would.

The salty smell of the sea and the rhythmic pounding of the waves that used to calm him no matter how upset he was now served only to fill his thoughts with memories of midnight walks along the beach. The sand between his toes and rough, yet gentle fingers interlacing with his own, shoulders knocking against each other every so often. Looking into those bright amber eyes reflecting the moonlight back at him, putting all of his emotions clearly on display for Runaan to see.

The beating heat of the sun that would warm him through to his bones after a stormy night now reminded him of the forge, his mind replaying all the soft, intimate conversations they had while Ethari tinkered away on whatever his current project was. That thick accent of his, and his deep voice that could command the attention of an entire town if he wanted to, clashing oh-so-beautifully with his gentle laugh and sweet words.

The sea shanties the crew would sing in celebration of a successful mission, the dancing that accompanied them, the merriment he once found endearing and joyous and hilarious now dragged Ethari’s ethereal voice through his mind, reminding him of the many dances they shared during the festivals Ethari would drag him to when he visited. The brightest, purest of grins gracing that magnificent face as they held each other close, moving together to the beat and singing along with the familiar lyrics.

Everywhere he looked he only saw Ethari. All the sounds he heard, the scents he smelled, the touches he felt, the flavors he tasted, everything came back to him. /Oh, Ethari would love these jewels, he would make the prettiest necklace out of them!/ ... /The fire smells just like his workshop tonight, I wonder what he’s working on right now/ ... /Ethari so adores the sound of the seagulls calling out over the beach, I’ll have to tell him how many have followed us!/ All of his thoughts were consumed by /him/. It was driving him mad not being able to see him, hear him, touch him for himself.

But today was the day. /Finally/ he would be able to hold him again, and this time he would not let him go.

Ethari hummed softly as he carefully shined thin wires around the glittering stone. He wanted to make a unique little ring as a returning gift for Runaan. The shiny silver wires braided together and held a small, elegant opal in the center. Runaan’s last letter had informed him that he was almost back again, he was expecting him any day now. He had made sure to clear his schedule for a few days so he could welcome him back properly. He had so many things to tell him and show him, and Runaan always brought him lots of sparkly things when he returned from his quests.

He has been terribly lonely while Runaan was away. He was always a bit uneasy when he left, always worrying for his safety and missing his presence. Working on his projects was much more fun when his heart was safe and sound right next him to tell him stories and laugh at his awful jokes. But this time was much harder.

He was gone for a long time, and even though they wrote each other frequently, nothing could quite fill the hole in his heart. He decided he hated sleeping alone ever since Runaan had begun to stay with him when he would return. Every morning he would awaken to find himself disappointed at the empty silence that met him. Runaan would always be up bright and early, practicing his sword-fighting in the living room or getting chores done for him before the sun even had the chance to peak over the horizon. He would have tea and breakfast ready for him every morning, and Ethari was convinced that there was no better sight than a messy, early-morning Runaan bustling away in the kitchen with his hair down.

No, he didn’t like having breakfast without Runaan at all. Just like he hated walking the market without their arms linked together, Runaan haggling over everything Ethari tried to buy. Just like he hated wandering the beaches alone, without his hard-ass, pirate-king lover to playfully kick sand at and push into the water. Just like he hated coming across a new merchant with fun new foods and goods he had never seen before without Runaan to explain what they were and eagerly buy the lot for him. Life was utterly dull without Runaan by his side.

But soon he would be back. Soon he would be back in his arms.

Runaan pulled his hair out of its messy bun as they approached the dock, allowing it to flow in the breeze as freely and lightly as he felt. The moment the ship was close enough to the dock, he leaped over the side and climbed down.

“Make sure she’s tied down good, lads! I’ll be back in a bit to help with the unloading!” He called to his crew as he ran towards the street.

His heart fluttered as he felt the little ring hidden in his coin purse bounce against his leg. Today was the day. He sped through the market on the familiar route he had taken hundreds of times before. People jumped out of his way as they saw the tattoos on his face, gazing after him questioningly. It wasn’t very usual to see the dreaded pirate king running through town like a giddy schoolgirl. He didn’t care, though. He was on a mission of utmost importance. His body was leading him to his heart as fast as it could carry him. Before he knew it, he could see the familiar old door with the splintering old sign dangling above it, swaying in the light breeze. His grin widened as he picked up his pace for the final few strides. He skidded to a halt in front of the workshop door and kicked it in.

“Ethari!” He shouted, ready to combust from the pure excitement and the slight nerves zipping around throughout his body. The tinker gasped in surprise from his position at his worktable, whipping around to see the most beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on grinning in the wide-open doorway. He gasped again and slapped a hand over his mouth as hot tears began to sting at the corners of his eyes.

“Runaan!” He replied, getting up from his stool and running toward his lover, “I didn’t know you’d be back so-“

He stopped hard in his tracks a few paces away from him when Runaan suddenly dropped to one knee, staring up into his eyes with the softest look he had ever seen on his hard features. Ethari watched silently with wide eyes as Runaan dug in his coin purse and retrieved a shiny golden band adorned with tiny, glittering aventurine crystals around the middle, holding it up to him.

“Marry me, Ethari.” He breathed. The tears were flowing freely down Ethari’s cheeks now.

“Are you sure?” He asked, voice small and quivering. Runaan nodded hastily, grabbing Ethari’s hands tightly.

“I don’t want to be without you for another second, my darling heart. I want to travel the world with you by my side. I want to show you all the amazing things I get to see. I want you to sing to me while we lay together in our hammock and let the waves rock us to sleep. I want to make you tea every morning for the rest of my life, just so I can see that beautiful, sleepy, lopsided grin of yours first thing every day. You are all I need in this life. Please, my love, my /heart/, be my forever.”

Ethari fell to his knees in front of him, sobbing into his hands. Runaan pulled him into a tight embrace, tangling a hand into his messy hair as Ethari buried his face in the crook of his neck. They stayed that way for a moment, Ethari crying onto his shoulder as Runaan comforted him gently. When Ethari had calmed down enough to think, Runaan chuckled softly.

“Is that a yes?” He teased.

Ethari pulled back, cupping Runaan’s face in his hands and staring deeply into his eyes.

“What else could it possibly be, my shade?” He sniffed before crashing their lips together desperately.

After a moment of passionate kissing, Runaan pulled back and took Ethari’s hand gently in his own, sliding the sparkling ring onto his finger. Ethari lifted his hand to admire it. The gems were the color of Runaan’s eyes, and they sparkled beautifully no matter which way the light hit them. Suddenly, he remember the little ring he had dropped on his table when his door had been busted in. He gasped and ran over to grab it. Runaan followed him curiously, trying to peek over his shoulder before Ethari turned and held it up to him.

“It was just supposed to be a ‘welcome back’ gift, but it seems it might be a bit more than that now.” He giggled as Runaan stared at it in awe.

“It’s beautiful...” he said as Ethari took his hand and gently placed it on his finger. He turned his hand over and over again, taking in every bit of the artistry and craftsmanship that went into the tiny piece of jewelry before grinning up at his newly betrothed. He fell into Ethari’s strong arms and kissed him again - more gently this time - before resting their foreheads together.

“So,” Ethari started with a mischievous grin, “does this mean I finally get to watch you swab the poop-deck now? I was never on the ship long enough to see it.” He teased. Runaan groaned, but he couldn’t mask the laugh that bubbled up from his belly.

“No,” he sassed back, “it means /I/ get to watch /you/ do it. The /king/ never does hard manual labor.” He grinned, pinching Ethari’s sides. Ethari snorted and grabbed his hands, wrapping his arms around him again and pinning them behind his back firmly. He smirked at him and brushed his nose lightly against Runaan’s.

“We’ll see about that later tonight now won’t we, my /king/.”

#tdp pirate au #tdp #ruthari #runaan #ethari #long post #sorry im bad at fomatting loool #my writing

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exotheticc · 5 years

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Summary: After years of avoiding it, you've finally been picked for the week long yearly feasting - a girl of many that must be sacrificed for humans and vampires to live in harmony.

Warnings: threesome, vampires, blood, fingering, oral, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, masturbation, cumplay, daddy kink, choking, rough sex, anal, double penetration - wow this is a fun one, get your holy water ready

hi could you do a threesome with me, mainly xiumin and baekhyun please? anything can happen in it, i don’t mind. i saw on your request description thingy that u might feel uncomfortable with some stuff so i’ll let u pick ahahha i’m not fussy anyway could they also be vampires bckskckskc - anon

hello bb I decided to spoil you all with this one, its very long and very intense ig, I hope you all enjoy this, its finally out 💕

You can feel your pulse reverberating through you, a constant beat shaking your body as you're guided along the dimly lit corridor.

This can't be real.

You'd been awake all night, fearing that you would be chosen for the feasting, and that you would never see your family again. Everyone knew what happened at the end.

But every clink of your wrist chains brings you back to reality - you were chosen, and there is no escape.

It's only when you're thrown onto the bed in a dark room, and the doors slam shut behind you, that you gain hope. Hope that the vampires may have sympathy - hope they might at least treat you with kindness in your last moments.

"Evening, princess."

You jump at the sound of a voice behind you and turn to see the slim figure in front of you. In the darkness you can only just make out his face; it's beautifully handsome, but you know it will be your poison.

"You look just delicious." He murmurs, moving closer and closer to your trembling body. Frozen in fear, you can't retreat or even run away. Gently, his hands fall to the cuffs around your wrists, snapping them in half and tossing them across the room. "One of my friends will be joining us soon, princess. Don't worry, we're going to have some fun."

He lifts your palm to his mouth - placing a soft kiss against it.

"I'm Baekhyun." He follows the kiss with a gentle lick of his tongue and a soft moan. "Even your skin is succulent. You really are a gem, aren't you, princess?"

Dropping your hand back onto the duvet, his long slender fingers creep up your thigh, approaching your core with some degree of softness. When he reaches is, his forefinger presses against your folds, parting them through your panties and rubbing you gently.

Pushing your skirt up further, he pulls your panties down with his spare hand and begins to trace circles against your clit.

"Oh-" you let out a soft whimper, attempting to hold in your pleasurable response.

"Moan for me, baby." He purrs, pushing you backwards so that you're lying on your back, legs spread to give him access to your throbbing heat.

Letting out a shy mewl, you hardly notice the other man that has entered the room - simply watching as Baekhyun begins to sink his fingers inside you. "I see you started the fun without me."

Ignoring the colder voice, you push your hips down in an attempt to get more pleasure from Baekhyuns thrusting fingers. Within a moment unfamiliar lips attach to your neck, biting it gently and you can already feel the pain of his fangs pressing into your skin. "Not yet, hyung, we should do it after."

The teeth quickly retreat from your neck. Instead hands pull off all of your clothes, including your small amount of underwear.

You whine at the absence of Baekhyun's fingers inside you - his fingers sliding inside your mouth so you can taste yourself.

"I want a taste." the other man places himself between your legs, lips clashing with your small bud and tongue caressing the blushing skin. A loud moan escapes your lips at the sudden attack.

"Tell daddy how it feels." Baekhyun orders, mouth taking it's place on your left nipple - sucking on the protruding nub and coating it in his saliva.

"It-it feels s-so good, daddy." A burning sensation builds between your legs, causing you to clench uncontrollably around the other man's rough tongue.

With reluctance, you're left empty with the build up to your orgasm simply ebbing away. You whine in frustration, thighs coming together to provide your core with friction.

"Shhh, baby, don't be impatient." the man places a soft kiss on your forehead.

"W-who are you?" you whisper as his eyes meet yours,

"Minseok." He replies, teeth gently nibbling on your earlobe, "But daddy to you."

"Tell me how badly you want my cock, baby." Baekhyun murmurs and you look up to see his naked figure towering over you.

"So badly."

"That's not good enough, princess."

"Please fill me up, daddy. I want your thick cock inside of me and I want you to fuck me harder than ever."

"Baby, you're not very good at talking, are you?" you feel Minseok's eyes staring you down from the corner of the room. "Shut her up, Baekhyun."

From below him, you see Baekhyun begin to pump his cock in his hand - precum that was coating the tip now being spread all over his throbbing length. Your mouth can't help but hang open as you watch him jerk himself off in front of you.

The moans flowing from his mouth are loud and only help increase the flow of wetness from between your legs. The speed of his hand grows faster and faster, copious amounts of precum spurting from his inflamed tip as he thrusts into his own palm.

"Keep your mouth open, baby girl." Minseok orders as Baekhyun's moans become frantic and deafening.

You do as you're told - mouth open wide as you know what's coming.

Baekhyun reaches his peak, cum spurting from his tip and into your mouth in long white squirts. He let's out a low groan, watching as his hot fluid settles on your tongue. In a moment of lust, he pushes his fingers into your mouth, scooping out some of his cum and massaging it onto the inside of your thighs.

"Baekhyun, let me fuck her." Minseok orders, approaching the bed and flipping your body over so that you're on your stomach. You feel Baekhyun climb off the bed, leaving you two alone for a moment. "Baby, let's try something a little...different."

Ignoring his words, you let out a whine - desperate for your own orgasm, and lift your head up in an attempt to make a commotion.

"Don't be so impatient." His voice is stern and you feel his hands push your head down and grip around your throat. "Daddy tells you what to do, princess, so don't make un unnecessary fuss."

You feel his tip at your backside - positioning itself at your furthest hole. Thankfully you're greeted by a cold and wet substance, giving you hope that it won't hurt as badly as it could. A low burn tingles at the rim of your asshole as his cock slowly begins to fill you; you try your best not to clench around him - knowing it would hurt more. He groans sweet nothings into your ear as his raw member slides into the slickness. "So tight, princess, so fucking perfectly tight."

You whimper beneath him, saliva and the remenants of Baekhyun's cum dripping from the edges of your mouth and onto the bed sheets.

"Come on, baby, we want to hear your moans." Baekhyun growls from the other side of the room.

"Please, daddy."

"Louder."

"Please, daddy, please fuck me." you beg, desperate for Minseok to start moving within you. He follows your request, slowly thrusting in and out of your throbbing cavern.

With each growing thrust, you're sliding across the bedsheets, clinging to the fabric in an attempt not to fall off of the bed. His low groans and your high whimpers contrast perfectly with the smacking of his balls against your wet heat. He has you positioned perfectly - filling you up so well you regret never trying this before. "Baekhyun. Bite her."

Lost in the moment of bliss, you hardly notice the teeth pressing into your neck until you begin to feel your skin dampen. A slight sting pulses through your neck but fades within a matter of seconds. Instead, you simply feel lips pressing against your throat and drawing out small ribbons of red fluid.

Panting, you look up at the figure beside you that emerges with blood stained lips. His eyes are a dark purple, tongue coming out to like the remaining blood from his mouth in a single swipe.

As you feel your orgasm near, you dig your nails into the sheets and let out a kittenish moan. "Daddy!"

"Fuck, cum for me, baby." Minseok groans, watching your small body squirm and feeling your hole clench around his length as you reach your peak.

Almost blacking out, you lose your senses for a moment as a wave of pure pleasure passes through you. It's so intense that you hardly even notice Minseok's own release - hot white fluid filling your clenching hole. His hand rubs circles into your right ass cheek as he continues to thrust slowly in and out of you. Baekhyun's eyes remain on you the entire time, watching your beautiful expression as your climax implodes inside you. "So perfect."

"One more, princess, can you take one more?"

You nod, out of breath.

"Both of us, at the same time."

Whining in response, you're pulled up by your waist, Minseok's cock still far inside you.

He keeps you on your knees, waiting for Baekhyun to appear in front of you before letting you straddle his waist - his thick length pushing into your dripping pussy. Minseok remains behind you, his hands gripping your waist as his cock remains firmly in your ass.

"Ready, baby?" Baekhyun presses a soft kiss to your lips as you nod.

You clearly weren't ready.

They both start thrusting inside of you - the feeling of being full so intense that you can't help but moan at every miniscule movement. Baekhyun's hands also grip your hips, holding you onto him as his thrusts become rapid. It's like your senses are doubled - you can feel every bulging vein and soft curve of Baekhyun's cock pounding into your pussy, as well as every ounce of pleasure pummelling through your body.

"You like that, princess?" Minseok traces his teeth against your neck as he continues to fuck his own cum into your soaking hole.

"Y-ye-yes." you whimper, eyes rolling back as you feel Baekhyun's spurts of precum lubing your hole even more.

You cling to Baekhyun's shoulders in an attempt to steady yourself; his thumb soon makes contact with your throbbing clit and he begins to rub soft circles into the erect nub.

"Fuck, you're so tight. Bite her, Minseok." Baekhyun growls, but his hyung shakes his head.

"Later." Minseok dismisses him, too engrossed in the pleasure to let the opportunity of filling you up with cum go amiss. "I'm close."

Minseok's cock continues to throb violently, warning you off his near climax. After a few moments, you feel the familiar warm feeling of his hot cum filling you up - his thrusts become sloppy as he pumps your hole full of more cum.

You reach your limit at the same time as Baekhyun; you let out a loud moan as Baekhyun spills inside you - long, thick spurts of white coating your walls.

Before you know what's happening, your neck is pierced by two teeth, sharp pain searing through your body as the pleasure ebbs away. Darkness clouds your vision and soon you're totally unconscious.

#exo smut #Baekhyun smut #xiumin smut #kpop smut #minseok smut #smut #Read the warnings #Xiubaek smut #Xiubaek #it's finally hereeeeeee

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lexiy-dreyar · 4 years

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Mehcanics birthday

words:1,466

tw:fluffyness

charaters: lucy heartfelia, natsu dragneel, xarana,lexiy,star and amaniz drayer, nkita monos and ???, void, chara, gem, frosghen,

Monos walking through the halls of the house when he walked by a calendar he noticed the words may on the top"hmmm.." He looked down at the marker "oh it may second ehehe my birthday is tomorrow!!" He cheers looking back at the calendar to see may 3 marked in stars handwriting he smiles "she remembered" he smiles looking down to see amaniz and nkita marked in may "oh amanizs birthday is 2 days after…." He looks down remembering his cousin "hmm uncle Monos are you ok?" Amaniz asked "huh yeah just remembering somethings...how about you" he chuckles petting the young girls head "your gonna be 6 in a few days…..well technically 16 you excited?" He smiles as her "yeah I guess so…..do you think moms ok?" She fiddled with her hands "yeah her and void woke up and are safe in the hospital your mom will be discharged tomorrow and void will be discharged 3 days be your birthday" he crouched down to match her hight "...and aunty star" she mumbled " well….. Were not sure yet she hasn't woken up yet but im sure shell be awake in time for nkitas birthday" he smiles standing up "now come on its getting late you have some training to do" he picks up the slightly dozing of girl "hmm"

-the next day-

Amaniz and nkita made their way to the hospital"hmmm.." Amaniz fiddled with her hands "hmm is something wrong?" Nkita asked looking down at his side, she shook her head no before slowly holding his hand "hey un-no big brother do you think uncle void will remember me" she asked softly "yeah im sure he wouldn't stop asking about you" he softly squeezed her hand "ama...i know you were scared...you dint have to act tough anymore... you're not like that dont be like your mother be you..ok?" He asked, hearing sniffling coming from her, he sighed softly picking her up "i-im not a kid" she sniffles. The bluentte shook his head no "but your still a child...you were aged up 10 years so you couldn't naturally change...thus your emotions were increased drastically to where you couldn't even control a small bit so dont worry about it ok?" He softly kisses her temple "hmm thank you big brother" she smiled softly "your welcome" he mumbled as they entered the hospital doors and headed up to the 4 floor

-one elevator ride later-

"Here room 409" amaniz pointed as she was let down "hmm let's see if they're awake" nkita whispered gently knocking in the door "hello?" The two peaked in seeing lex staring out the window with a blank face void rambling to himself and star still under intensive care " mama!" Amaniz cried running over to lex tightly hugging her, crying into her chest "you're ok..' sniff' and your awake" she cried feeling a pair of arms wrap around her "hey there kiddo" lexiy whispered softly pulling her child into the bed leaning back slightly so they were both comfortable "aww that's so cute" void chuckled as he sat up "so babe what's up with you" void winked at nkita making the blue boy blush "iv told you to stop calling me that" nkita grumbled embarrassed "what oh come on you've gotta be kidding your my catch and im yours end of the discussion" void pouts acting like the little kid he is. Nkita shook his head in disappointment before hearing the room door open again "yo!" He heard the voice of his brother "oh hey Monos ho-" "There's the birthday boy!!" Void interrupted nkita "eh eh thanks dude" "no problem bro" the two laughed.

Monos looked over to star his eyebrows burrowed seeing the wires and needless in her hurt him "hey there starshine how are you, sweetie?" He gently touched her cheek "I know you can here me and I'll be waiting for you ya know" he blushed slightly when her head tilted onto his hand. He smiled seeing a small smile on her face softly kissing her forehead "best present ever" he smiles "creep" nkita jabbed in "As if you have room to talk" Monos glared at his younger brother" are we getting me out of here or what" lex groaned "mom you still se-" "mom?!! No more mama?" Lexiy teared up "what did you do to my baby girl!" Lexiy cried hugging amaniz tighter crying crocodile tears "u-um I did nothing…" nkita void and Monos sweatdropped "nothing happened mom I just grew out of mama its kinda babyis-" the young wizard was interrupted by her wallowing mother "WHHHAAA" she cried making her daughter laugh at her antics "eh eh there we go..i missed your cute little giggles " lexiy smiled happily crushing her child "ack-..mom….cant….breaaathhh" the brunette struggled her face slowly turning blue "ahh sorry!!" She let go "what no fair wanna go too" void pouted "sorry but your not quite healed yet for you to be up and drinking" nkita chuckled "fine baby you better bring me back cake" void snuggled into his blanket slowly passing out.

-meanwhile-

Xarna walked down the dark hallways "miss I'll be going now" she bowed "xarna...you remember your mission correct after all you do still want that happily ever after right" she could hear the voice smirk "y-yes I do" she stutters "good 433, gem frosghen go with her and send my happy birthday" the voiced ordered"yes ma'am" the cheery voice of the purple-head cheered "oh god gem stop doing that voice!" The pink frog groaned "oh shut it frosghen!" Gem pouted "we should get moving" 433 suggested as the 4 went on there way.

-scene skip-

"Ughhh can I open my eyes now?!" Monos groaned "nope keep them on bro!" Nkita chuckled as silence took over, only the wheels of the wheelchair could be heard "am I moving to slow mom?" Amaniz asked looking down at her mother as she pushed her around "im quite fine its ok amaniz" lexiy smiled "I hope to god there done by the time we get there" nkita grumbled "it's not to far see its right in front of us" amaniz pointed out "ok cool what is it?" Monos groaned "yoouuuullll see" nkita smirked evilly "creep" "oh shut it!!"

Nkita slowly opened the door and slowly left Monos' side "ehh kiki where are you...dont tell your planning on killing me now" he heard some heald in laughter before taking off his blindfold "SURPRISE HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONOS!" his friends cheered "aww you guys I thought I side no big party" he chuckled "as if we would go small" lucy smiled "now lets party!!!" Natsu cheered "yeah!!!" The guild said in unison,

They all laughed, and yelled and parted into the night

The party was slowly starting to die down. Monos went outside for a little fresh air "ahh man thises guys are the best" he chuckled taking a sip of his drink "are you having fun? Big cousin?" A voice asked him "huh whos there?!" He looked around "aww that's cold" the voice whined he continued to look around the frowned...but soon recognized the voice "no way...how your dead" he muttered softly "well I was...but I have been reborn... I will make you pay for what you and cousin nkita did to me! I thought you loved me!!" The voice cried "we do and we regret what we did but it was the only way to save you im sorry" he teared "if you want I'll make you a new body one so realistic no one's notice!!" He cried "we really miss you" he dried his tears "hmmmm no I already have a new body and they're oh so nice to have me in them I will get my revenge you've earned my mercy for now...but she hasn't she will pay for her sins" the voice grew demonic "but iv seem to overstayed my welcome ill see you both soon the game is on~" the voice faltered. Monis looks down at his drink "I hope to god im just tripping the 500-year war is not something that should happen again...ughhhh there goes my party mood...welp time to get dru-eh" he froze seeing a slightly levied chara " so she wishes to kill me as I did her huh...alright then" "chara please dont the last thing we need is all hell to break loose!" Monos warned her "just a few more people Monos-dear then we'll see the time if fate is nit something I can control….but I can ruin it now go enjoy your birthday" she smirked as she disappeared into snow like dust……."good god I need to get drunk" Monos sighed as he heads back in.

#fairy tail oc's #unikin #unikinc #lucy heartifilla #natsu dragneel #monos #nkita #chara #lexiy drayer #amaniz dreyar #star drayer #xarna drayer #void-senpai #433_7889 #ocs #yes there back

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deliriously-drawing · 5 years

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He walked by the people screaming in agony as if it’s an everyday occurance. His white long cape dragged against the floor through blood and dust but it never got dirty, it never even made a sound. Sometimes you would hear him talk to someone… to the Corrupted spirits that were at every corner. Majority of the time when he spoke it was cold, unconcerning, distant. His star shaped pupils would look right through you, never acknowledging you, never giving you the time of day. Those dark purple eyes would see everything yet nothing at the same time; blankly staring ahead yet witnessing horrible things that only he can see.

But when he becomes angry it is terrifying to witness, the black magic that oozes out of his hands crackle and burble; eager to do its master’s bidding. The shadows that you don’t realize follow him, come to life. Twisting and turning; trying to consume everything, ready to rip apart anything that’s in its path.

The child doesn’t know what’s worse, seeing the broken shell of a man walking the halls of his burned down kingdom fighting with himself, yelling at things only he can see, or the whispers that surround you when you let your guard down. Telling you to kill yourself , blaming him for their deaths even though he didn’t even know this kingdom existed. Telling him he will never see his family again, telling him he’s going to die. That he is going to die. He’s going to die. And that they’ll rip him apart when they get the chance.

The child whimpered as he clutched his head tighter, he’s been following the king of this place because the whispers get too scared to talk to him when the king is nearby. The king doesn’t let the corrupted spirits touch him but he also doesn’t acknowledge his existence. Only once has the king acknowledged him and he was very different when he did. His eyes were bright blue and he was very concerned as to why he was there in the first place. But the kindness didn’t last long as the king saw his symbol. That’s when the yelling started.

At first it was the yelling of every other spirit that haunts this place but then the king started yelling as well, he had pulled at his hair in desperation and shook his head frantically. He was fighting himself and the man stumbled away from the child as he desperately said “I won’t. I can’t. I won’t. I can’t. No no no no no no.” The king stumbled up the stairs muttering to himself “I won’t kill a child, I won’t kill a child. Leave me alone. Leave me alone, don’t touch him. Don’t touch him.” The king then disappeared in a swirl of shadows.

From then on the child made sure to not get too close to the king, not because the king lashed out at him but because something kept telling him not to. A voice that was very different from the whispering, a voice that was kind but stern; Someone who sounded sane, in a castle filled with insanity. But it was getting difficult these days to stay hidden. He was just so hungry, surely the king might have food right? How else does the king live? If he can just ask for some food he won’t bother the king anymore.

His stomach growled unhappily and the child wince at the stomach pain, he was lucky that his mom gave him a gem that purified water or else he would have been dead by now.

The child peaked his head around the corner to see the king resting in a chair, he looked like he was sleeping. Should he go bother him right now? What if he directs his anger at him? What would he do then? Another stomach pain hit him and the child doubled over in agony as it felt that his intestines were twisting itself into knots. He needs to at least ask, he won’t last another day without food and with no energy to follow the king, the corrupted spirits were surely to get him and keep their word.

Hesitantly the child looked around to make sure none of the corrupted spirits were nearby, when he saw that a majority of them were in the courtyard he stood up from his hunch position against the wall and stepped into the throne room.

“Don’t.” the kind voice whispered but the child took in a stuttering breath and slowly began to walk deeper into the throne room. “Please don’t. You’ll get hurt.” The voice pleaded but the child kept going forward. “Please stop.” The twisting hunger in the child made him ignore the pleas. “He’ll kill you.” That statement made him freeze and he stood in the middle of the room shaking.

“Please don’t make him kill you.” The voice again pleaded and the child almost listened, he almost turned around to go back to his little corner until a sudden loud bang was heard from the courtyard that startled the child into motion. Looks like the corrupted spirits were fighting with each other again and the child doesn't want to be close to them when they’re like this.

The voice continued pleading with the child but it got softer and softer until the kid didn't hear them anymore. He was close to the king after all and from what he saw in the 3 days being at this castle was that no spirit was brave enough to stay near the king for a long period of time. Those who did were only looking for trouble.

The kid swallowed painfully at his sudden dry throat and stepped closer to the king; he was now close enough to touch him. This close the kid realized how truly young the man looked. He really doesn't look that dangerous when you realize how feminine the man’s face really is. But a quick glance at the king's hands drew the child back into reality. The black magic that slowly drips from his hands and disappears into the shadows reminded him that this man is very vicious when pushed to his breaking point. But right now the black magic was… calm? in a way. It didn’t burble and it didn't look so black as the previous time the child saw them.

Maybe this was a good time to bother him. The child could only hope after all.

One last deep breath in, to calm his racing heart the child slowly reached out his hand and tapped the knee of the king.

Bright blue eyes snapped open in shock and in return, the child jumped five feet back in fear at the sudden response. The two looked at each other in shock, neither saying a word.

The king suddenly clutched his head in agony and gripped the chair arm. The creaking of wood was the only noise in the other wise silent room. “U-um, Y-your Majesty—-“ the child shut his mouth so fast that his teeth clicked when the king held up a finger in the universal gesture of “give me a minute.” ragged breathing was barely heard and the king's shoulders trembled.

The child’s instincts told him to take a few more steps back and he listened to them.

Neither said a word.

“Leave me alone.” The king hissed and the child crumpled “I-I’m sorry I just—“

“Not you.” The king cut off and the child realized he was looking past him and staring intensely at the corner behind him. A quick glance over his shoulder made the child jump five feet towards the king in horror. In the corner of the room there was this horrible corrupted spirit staring at them, their smile cut through their cheeks and blood oozed out of its empty sockets and the gaping hole in their stomach.

This corrupted spirit was different from the others and it showed. This one actually looked like what they did when they were still alive.

“LEAVE!” The king demanded and the spirit simply smiled more widely and the child saw the infected flesh deep within it’s mouth. His heart was racing in his chest and he can hardly breathe.

“He’s a Spade.” It’s warbled voice said and the child whimpered in fright as his knees trembled violently. “He’s a child.” The king hissed

I̧̨̡̛̤̩̯̩͔̻͚̦̯̟̯̰̺̣͎̞̪̘̻̥̾͛̈̐͆̊̐̐̏͊̇̀́̏̋̊͐̾́̂̌̕͜͡͞ͅ ̢͉͇̦̹̬̼̭̯̓̉̓̋̃̂̕̚͡H̨̡̧̛̙̳̠̪̹̝̼̳͉̠̜̺̬̥̰͂͌̆͑̔̌͛̄̄̎́̅̄̕̚͜͢͡͠͡͠Ȧ̢̲̟̤̫͇̥͖̮͙̣̘̼͈̠͖̟̤̬̙̮̘͓͛͋̽͆̂̇̀͒͗̏͒̇̅̽̃̀̇̌̚̕̚̚͢͞D̢̢̡̞̮̞̮̭͔͉̳̝̰͙̻͋̃́͂͐̇̍͗̈̐̃̄̌̎͘͜͜͡͞ ̡̧̧̡͎̻̖͓͖̪̮̞̳̦̝͔̭̘͕̫͉͙̹̼̐̏͒̊͋̔̐̂̊̋̒̽̿̔̃̀̐͒̀͒͊̕͜͡͞͡A̛͎͙̰̹̘̣͖̹̘̥̮͓̠̜̬͕͍͔̮͓͇͓͑̐̂́̓̅̆̀̍͐̂́̇̋́̂̂͒͊͋͘͜͢͝͡ ̫̞͔̈̊̌̊͟͠ͅC̢̛̜̟̞̦͈̪̱͈͓̱̞̤͖̣̮̞̤̬̝͓̻̮̫̀̉̓̒̈͊̎̆̏̀̓͆̓̓͌͂͐̓̀̏͆́͟͠͞H̛̞͔̞̦̮̠͓̜͓̩͈̲͙̥̻͙̞̱͍̱̆͛͐̂̀̾̏̂͂̑̀̔̐̀̉̒̂͛̔͌͘̚͟͢͜͝͝ͅͅI̢̨̳͙̜̰̖̥͔͚̙̦̯͈̻̰͓̬̔͗̃̒̅̄̅͒̒̀̂͑̚͘̚͘͟͜͟͠͞͠͝͝Ļ̛̛̯̞͖͉̜̏̈́̒̍͘͢D̢̡̢̛̘̞̝͚̫̻͙̤̣̬̪͈̘̣̝̺̗̭̰̊̾̀̓̿̉̋͆̓͑̏͆͑̒̋̏̂̒̈̚͢͡͞

!’

The spirit suddenly yelled and in an instant other corrupted spirits appeared in the throne room. The child knees could no longer support him as he fell on his ass and stared in horror as the corrupted spirits started closing in.

M̨̹̩̫̿̇͌̂Ÿ̠́ ̞̟̑̆BA̼̱̼͊͌̏B̳͙͒̅Ỳ̧̛̗”̮͇̌̋ ͈̹̏͘ “̮̮̮͇͒͂̆̓͢͞K̻͚̳̈́̋̇I̠��L̪̠̙͕̗̊̍̈͗͠Ḻ̱̼̽̎̕ ͓͇̯́̓̔̃͢T̳̠͎̀̏́H̥͝E͓̣͑͐M͚̝̫̾͆̆ ̨̻̀̐͝ͅA̩͚͐͋̚ͅȘ͑ ̰̭̥̫͌́̌̑T͍̝͇̅̇͘HEŸ̛̲͇͓́͐ ̛̥̟̬͆͆̚͟K̻͕͙̟̀̽̄̓İͅL̟͊Ļ̱̂̀Ę̝͎̇͐̈́D̨̽͢͡ ̙̒͛͟Ȗ̙͉̲͗͞S̗̺͎͉̀̂̄̕!͉͈̪̏̄̈͡ͅ”̩͔̞͛̈́̋ ̖̉ ̲̜̬̂͞͝“̈́͜K̳̘̀͒Ì̢͎̚L̪̭̾̈́L̥͉̳͔͚̀͑̋͆̀ ̬̫̉̆H̥̦̃̂Ì͕M̼̀!͎̈͆ͅ”̦͖̀͌ ̰͍̪̅̅̿“̨̫̻̝̈̌̓̾K͇͚͗̉I̝̤̦͒́̕L̟̆L̜̐ ̡̏H̗̯͙͇̀̉͑̔Î̧̺̦͓͗̍̃M!̨͖͈̍̀͊”̹̙̠͍̑̔͒̍͟͠ ̢̰̺̖̆̌̽̃ ̰͒̓ͅ“̲̆S̮̲̠̲͆͋͂͡P̺̥̔̏AD̺͔̲͒̍͘Ẻ̤͚͐!̡͚͍̇͊̀”̪͍͎̑̿̔ ̣͚̣̌͑̑ ̧̛̪̽̌͜“̲̣̬͚̅̊̑̐Ĥ̥̠̱̗͈́͛́͞E̺̔’̨̺̺͂̐͝S̺̣̏͡ ̟̻͋̾Â͙͊͟ ̛̱̭̀Š̝̭̹̲̹́̌̍͞P̭͙͓̰͒̉̇̿A̬̎D̂͟E͙̖̪̾̉̂!̞̳̤̑́̓”̪̝̱̙̈͌͋̕ ̧̳̗̮̖͗̍͑̆͘ ͔̹͛͗“̋͜K̢͇̺͇̻̈́͛̔͌͘IL̛̯͔̟̗̹̈̇͛͡L͕̅ ̟͆ON̗̼̿͊̋͢Ȅ̪ ͈̝̗͕̈́̎̑̚O͎̞͎͖̍̓̚̕F ̼̘̄͂T̹͍̗̀̑̇H̻̊̅̇͟ͅIE̢̞̬̺̫̿̂̆̇͝R̡͖͌̇ ̫͕̈́͌C̢̘̙̘͗̆̑͡H̩͒Ĭ̛̜̞L̰̆D ͉̩̒̑A̢̟̋͒S̝̗̟̫̑̒̅̓ T̪̝̩͍̈̈́̚Ḥ͉͈̒́͝E̛̛̫͒͟͜Y ͍́K̲͗I̪̺̮̅̄̍͟͝L̨͛L̤͓͊͛Ẻ̦̭̐D͚͎̋̓̌͢ Ơ̧̰̱̎̌U̠̜̖͒́̒̾ͅR̪̙͎̣̈̓̓͡Ş̪͙̠͍̊̊͋́̎!̱̠̈͂”̛̪̐͟ ͖͇͌͛̇̋͢͟ ̢̤̭͛͛̾“͓̖͊̂K̢̓Ì̭̥̪͓̆̕͡L̺͖͚̭̔̉̂͘L͉̬̈́͛͟͞ H̱̮̏̾̂́͟͢Ḯ̭͕̣͚̃͠͡M͔̦͚̥̓̒̕͝.̳̇”̢͍͙͆̅̕̕͟ ̘͔̃̏ ̬̤͂̔“̨̇K̝̭̺̏́͋͘ͅỊ͡LL H͉̲̯̟̩͒͐͒͛̚Ḭ̧͔̺͛̄̏̓M̨̔͗͢” ̳̿

The voices were all shouting, it was all a disorienting mess and the child curled up into a ball in despair and horror.

He was having a panic attack.

And before he blacked out, he briefly saw the king’s shadows come to life again and thought to himself “Is this how I’m going to die?”

It was dark outside when the child opened his eyes again, he groggily tried to registered where he was, and for a split second he believed he was back home when he felt a mattress underneath him. But the candlelight next to his bed quickly killed his small glimmer of hope. This wasn't his room and he would have known since he doesn't have such a large bed as this one.

Sitting up the child looked around to try to see where he was and startled when he saw the king sitting in a chair looking out the window. The small noise of surprised brought the king’s attention to him and the child saw that his eyes were bright blue instead of that dark purple that he was used to seeing. That means the king is calm right? After a few seconds of the two looking at one another, the king returned his gaze back out the window.

Well okay then, looks like the child was going to have to start the conversation. “U-um, Your majesty?” Once more the child was cut off. “Don’t call me that.” The king said as he kept looking out the window.

Well alrighty then. “What... what should I call you then?” The child asked as he fiddled with the sheets, honestly it doesn't matter to him that they’re dusty, it beats having to sleep on the floor hidden away from the corrupted spirits.

The king hummed and looked down at his hands which surprisingly now had gloves on them. “ I don't know.” The king said as he looked at the child. “You don’t know?” The child asked in disbelief, the king shook his head no. “My head is a mess, I don’t remember a lot of things.” The child let out a soft oh and looked down at his hands, he then hesitantly looked up again. “What do you remember?” The king once more got the look in his eyes as he saw something that no one else did. “Things I wish to forget.” He whispered and looked back out the window.

“Oh.”

The soft pitter patter of rain filled the room, it was always raining.

“Do you have any idea what I should call you?” The child asked, the king looked back at him and then shrugged his shoulders. “No clue…. what would you call me?” Without really thinking of the repercussions the child immediately said

“Delirious.”

The child slapped a hand over his mouth in horror “Oh no! He’s going to kill me!” But the king suddenly laughed and it shocked the kid. It wasn't the maniac laughter he was used to, it was one where the king wheezed like a teapot and then continued to cackle like he heard the funniest thing in his life.

“Why yes! I suppose that does suit me.” The king said as he wiped the tears from his eyes, the child saw that it was something black but made no comment about it. He didn’t want to ruin the mood since it seemed that the king was sane again… for however long it would last. “Well then.” The king snorted. “Call me Delirious.” He smiled and the child smiled back.

“Okay Delirious! My name is Lui!”

#kingdom au #h2o delirious #Lui Calibre #l was going to wait before i introduced Lui into the storyline but I just couldn’t help it #so to control myself I wrote a short story instead XD #tell me whatcha think :)

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A Year in Review: The 15 Best Albums of 2018

More than the past few years, 2018 proved to be a year of consensus when it comes to music. There were a handful of artists who released must-hear albums, many of which were lauded. Ariana Grande, Troye Sivan, Drake, Beyonce and Jay Z, Kanye West and many more dropped albums we all had to stop and listen to. Some of those records appear on the list below, some don't.

I’ve never had this short of a list in the 11 years I’ve been thinking and writing about music. Maybe it’s due to my age but despite a handful of gems, the landscape has been pretty dreadful over the past few years.

15. MGMT - Little Dark Age

14. Beach House - 7

13. Now, Now, - Saved

12. Rita Ora - Phoenix

11. Oneohtrix Point Never - Age Of

10. Cat Power - Wanderer

Six years after her last album, singer-songwriter Chan Marshall a.k.a. Cat Power returned this year with the stripped down, raw and politically charged album "Wanderer." It's an effortless album that finds Marshall at her most minimal while she makes some of her biggest swings. The whispery "Woman," which features cooing from Lana Del Rey, is a hauntingly confidant song where their two voices create powerful layered sound. Marshall also adds Rihanna's ballad "Stay" to her lineup of covers and her take on the track is one Marshall's best takes on a pop song she's ever done.

09. Yumi Zouma - EP III

Although their newest EP only has four songs, Yumi Zouma's latest effort, aptly titled "EP III," is one of the year's best collection of songs. The New Zealand band have put a steady stream of their brand of shimmering dream pop. Single "In Camera" is a dazzling disco thumper that finds Yumi Zouma at the top of their craft. "Powder Blue / Cascine Park" is another highlight, a cool and slinky jam that comes with a soaring chorus. Yumi Zouma have two LPs under their belt but they seem to function best with EPs, offering small bursts of blissful musical sunshine.

08. Troye Sivan - Bloom

Troye Sivan's sophomore album "Bloom" is a radical shift for the out singer. It signaled a more mature and sophisticated sound, which fans noticed with his first single, the George Michael inspired "My My My!" a confidant explosion of love. The album's title track is radical queer expression — one not really heard in pop music before. Bluntly put, it's about bottoming, so says Sivan. More than that, it's a catchy bop. The same goes for the electrifying "Lucky Strike" and "Dance to This," which features Ariana Grande. "Bloom" also tender moments like the stellar "The Good Side" and the moving ballad "Postcard," featuring Gordi.

07. Ariana Grande - Sweetener

No doubt that Ariana Grande ruled 2018, easily one of the most talked about celebs thanks to her whirlwind engagement and breakup with "Saturday Night Live" star Pete Davidson, the tragic death of her ex-boyfriend rapper Mac Miller and, of course, "Sweetener," her fourth album. Though her most successful song of the year, "Thank U, Next," is from her upcoming fifth album, "Sweetener" is a powerful and emotional journey. It finds Grande working through her emotions about the Manchester Arena Bombing, her relationship with Miller and the highs of her romance with Davidson. With top-line producers (Pharrell, Max Martin, Hit-Boy and more), "Sweetener" has the confessionalism of a Taylor Swift album but the soul of Grande.

06. Sophie - Oil of Every Pearl's Un-Insides

Sophie's debut album "Oil of Every Pearl's Un-Insides" is a departure of sorts. The producer and musician previously released amped up pop songs — so sugary it would instantly give you a toothache. That glossy pop sound that sounds like music processed through a whacky funhouse mirror is found rarely found on Sophie's album. Instead, it's a deeply personal experimental effort that finds Sophie at her most venerable, like the raw balled "It's Okay to Cry," a queer anthem about self-acceptance. "Is It Cold in the Water?" is an atmospheric and painful ballad that flows and erupts with anger. "Ponyboy" is Sophie's sexiest song and the intense "Faceshopping" is another powerful song about identity. "Oil..." is an album that defies expectations and is incredibly rewarding.

05. Let’s Eat Grandma - I’m All Ears

The British duo Jenny Hollingworth and Rosa Walton made one of the most vibrant and impressive albums of the year. Under the name Let's Eat Grandma, "I'm All Ears" is a fantastical experimental record, that's both playful and fascinating. Skewering pop music with electrifying songs like "Hot Pink," "Falling into Me" and LP highlight "It's Not Just Me." Closing the album is the stirring ambient ballad "Ava" and the 11-minute "Donnie Darko," bonkers and epic synthy ride that solidifies Let's Eat Grandma as the future of pop music.

04. Mariah Carey - Caution

Mariah Carey's 15th album "Caution" may be her worst-selling albums since "Glitter," but it happens to be one of her best efforts in years. The compact 10-track album (a departure for most pop stars who usually offer an exhausting 15-20 tracks) is solid from front-to-back. Working with fresh producers, ranging from Poo Bear, DJ Mustard, Ninteen85, Blood Orange and even Skrillex, and veterans (Timbaland!), "Caution" is a sexy R&B album that finds Carey, who gets writing and producing credits on every track, figuring out the latest phase of her career. She never strains her vocals or even bothers for those iconic high-range Mimi notes: "GTFO" is a hilarious and sultry breakup song, "A No No" is another sexy and funny standout as is "The Distance," featuring Ty Dolla $ign.

03. The 1975 - A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships

The British band the 1975's third album "A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships" is their most ambitious and sprawling offering yet. Though it takes on a number of heavy topics, like lead singer Matty Healy's rehab and addiction as well as global issues like Black Lives Matter, #MeToo, the death of Lil Peep and so much more, "A Brief Inquiry" is beautifully positive; a glowing piece of music that offers hope in a chaotic and messed up world. The band does this while drawing on some of the best music ever made ranging from Radiohead's "acoustic" album "The Bends," the sophistipop U.K. band the Blue Nile, Kanye West, electro dubstep musician Burial, the Talking Heads, Justin Bieber, Michael Bolton and so much more. "I Love it if We Made it" is a hopeful anthem for a generation and the thesis of "A Brief Inquiry," an album that tells us the world is shit but there's still light at the end of the tunnel.

02. Robyn - Honey

Robyn's last album "Body Talk" from 2010 contained some of the best music of the 21st century, namely "Dancing On My Own." There were plenty of other highlights ("Hang with Me," "Call Your Girlfriend") but looking back eight years later, it's a flawed album. "Honey" is the inverse of "Body Talk." From start to finish there isn't one skippable song. The highs are higher on "Body Talk" and Robyn doesn't even bother trying to top "DONMO." Instead, the Swedish pop star unleashed a beautiful dance album that's sexy and emotional. On "Body Talk," she told fans she was a femmebot. On "Honey," she's a "Human Being" — a stunning and hypnotic song finding Robyn at her most personal. Elsewhere, "Because it's in the Music" is a shimmering nu-disco banger about a broken romance, "Beach 2k20" is a novelty song that sounds like it's the theme for a TV show about a cruise ship that sails across the universe. Closer "Ever Again" is a pulsating and glittery jazzercize-like jam where Robyn is at her most venerable and confessional: "Never gonna be brokenhearted / Ever again / (That shit's out the door) / I'm only gonna sing about love / Ever again."

01. Kacey Musgraves - Golden Hour

Kacey Musgraves' third album "Golden Hour" finds the country singer at her peak. Always a clever songwriter, Musgraves outdid herself here, penning some of the best songs of her career, including the breakup ballad "Space Cowboy" and the disco-country bop "High Horse." "Golden Hour" is a record, that sounds like it was inspired by Beck's iconic breakup album "Sea Change," that finds Musgraves going big and small, contemplating life, love and her relationships. The melancholy "Lonely Weekend" strums along until she hits you with the lyric: "I got a million things to do, but I haven't done a single one, no / And if my sister lived in town, I know that we'd be doin' something fun." The interlude "Mother," is a small devastating song that packs the biggest punch on "Golden Hour." "I'm just sitting here thinking 'bout the time that's slipping / And missing my mother, mother / And she's probably sitting there / Thinking 'bout the time that's slipping / And missing her mother, mother." Still, she makes room on the album to sing about drinking, doing drugs but infuses every second on "Golden Hour" with humanity that's earth-shatteringly touching.

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