#But does the song choice make it so incredibly sharp?

[nomsfaultau]

#Is there extreme analysis for this one too? More than you can fathom #So tired tho #No thoughts head full of yandere philza #fault au #something to nom on #sbi scp au #tommyinnit #scp tommyinnit #scp philza #philza #sbi au #angel duo #angel duo fanart #Tw blood #Yah the Passover imagery with Phil as the Angel of Death is. So choice. #Okay was the imagery already in fault #Yes #But does the song choice make it so incredibly sharp? #Also yes #fault animatic

[holybibly]

Mmm, I just couldn't resist these thoughts. I think I need a full work about Siren Seonghwa. He's so coded for that, don't you think, bunny?

Since the unholy hours are active again. I would like to ask you two things.

Firstly, I try to answer your questions in as much detail as possible. But in this case, I can't answer as quickly as you would like. Should I keep doing that or would a quick, short answer be better?

Secondly, do we need a master list for the unholy hours? Let me know what you think.

I love you bunnies, and I hope that you are all ready to take a deep dive into the water.

These are my unholy thoughts

Warning: Dub-con, siren! Seonghwa

Your thighs feel so unbelievably soft to him when his cold lips touch them, and the skin under his sharp teeth like the petals of a flower. The urge to bite you is so strong; Seonghwa wants to hear you sigh and to taste the sweet blood that pulsates through your tender veins. But even though his instincts tell him to leave his marks and rights all over your body, he doesn't want you to feel the pain of your first time together. Instead, he lowers his gorgeous face between your legs and sucks hungrily at your cunt, the delicious flavours exploding on his cold, slippery tongue as he sucks. Just the taste of you makes his cock bulge out of its sheath. Hardening and throbbing with the need to be enveloped by the soft, warm walls of your beautiful pussy.

You moan so beautifully as his long tongue penetrates deep inside you, caressing your walls from the inside, and as his nose nuzzles your clit. An incredible contrast of temperature is created as his cold breath flows over your warm flesh, stimulating you even more. He gently strokes the top of your thigh, forcing himself to pull his lips away from your pussy for a moment.

"How does it feel, love?"

"It feels so good; keep kissing me." You're slurring what you're saying; your voice is heavy and delusional.

Seonghwa runs his clawed fingers down your cheek, admiring the way your eyes close in bliss at the touch of his hand. He would like to see the beautiful sparkle in your eyes that enchanted him. But under the hypnotic trance of his song, they have become hazy and distant. He is so sorry, but you have resisted him so much; you have resisted the call and the desire of your body so much that Seonghwa had no other choice but to sing for you. But he is confident that in time you will accept his love, his partnership, and that he will once again be able to admire your beautiful sparkling eyes as he devours you and deifies you during the lovemaking.   Seonghwa loves you deeply. Maybe too much is too much to be normal.

But for the time being, it is better for you to remain semi-conscious and submissive to him. Your sweet little pussy will find it much easier to stretch out and accommodate his larger cock with more pleasure than it will hurt. This is a real act of mercy on his part.

Seonghwa can't wait to be inside of you and to feel the welcoming warmth of your delicious cunt. He grabs hold of a rock and pulls his body and a beautiful, dark purple tail out of the water. The smooth scales shine like jewels in the light of the moon. His face is now in line with yours, and Seonghwa kisses your soft cheeks and fragile neck tenderly. The song you hear in your head doesn't give you enough coordination to kiss back. But you still feel his love and attention. How lovely.

"Now I am going to fuck you, my love. That's what you want. Isn't it?"

You nod and nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, enjoying the soft, cool feel of his skin.

"Yes, I want your cock, please." Seonghwa's song completely convinces you that this is exactly what you need; your voice is still slow and barely audible.

"Yes, sweetheart, that's what you want, and of course I will give it to you. I'm going to fuck you so good, darling." Seonghwa chirps.

His hands tremble a little as he presses the wet, swollen head of his cock against the small of your pussy. Biting his juicy lower lip until it bleeds from the delicious sensation, he rubs it several times between your plump, soft folds. He can't moan out loud now. It might ruin the song he's singing in your head.

It's finally time for him to mate with you, to have his way with you, and to breed with you. Seonghwa feels like he's in heaven after so much longing and desire.

When he finally enters you, stretching your little hole, his moan is so soft and restrained. He takes his time and slowly fills you all the way to the base with his massive, thick cock. His sharp nails dig into the stone beneath you, leaving white claw marks in their wake. As your velvety walls tighten around him, welcoming the penetration, his thighs cramp. He's afraid he'll pass out too soon. It's been such a long wait. This should be his pleasure.

Seonghwa wraps his arm around your leg and wraps her around his slutty waist, using it to ease his movements and establish a slow, deep rhythm of his cock as it pumps into you. He throws his head back and lets his eyes roll back in pleasure. Seonghwa looks slutty and vicious as he enjoys your cunt. The moonlight filters through the cracks in the stone of this secluded cave by the sea, tangling in his long strands of shimmering purple hair. Even the slightest whimper you make can be heard echoing off the walls. It is the most beautiful music to his ears, and to Seonghwa, it is a million times more beautiful than his own song.

"You are divine, dear one." Seonghwa whispers and presses his hips even more firmly against yours. He can feel how the head of his cock is hitting the deepest and most sensitive place in you with every thrust, and he is enjoying the way that you are clenching around him as he does so. The wet sound of his iridescent scales as they hit your ass reminds him of the sweet juices that flow from your pussy and how he is going to drink them every morning and every evening now that he has you. His cock twitches inside you as he thinks this, dripping heavily with his own pre-cum. 

Maybe he'll lick your pussy after he's filled you with his cum, tasting the mixture of your juices and the confirmation of your love. The twitching and throbbing of his cock will be even more intense.

Seonghwa captures your lips in an icy, passionate kiss, devouring your mouth and all the little sounds that you are making. Ignoring your minimal efforts to kiss him back, his long, slippery tongue slips into your small mouth and wraps around your tongue.

Your nails dig into his back, leaving only a minimal amount of damage. Seonghwa wants you to make him bleed out of it. He wants you to drink from him as much as he is able to drink from you.

"I'm close." You whimper, close your eyes, and tremble all over, either from the cold of his touch or from the approach of orgasm.

"Yes, yes, cum on my cock, my love," Seonghwa chokes, his eyes sharp and full of wild passion; midnight violet irises reflecting the dark hunger of his gaze. "I want to feel your love; I want to taste you."

You whimper as Seonghwa pulls out of you completely, leaving you empty and coming to orgasm. You look like a goddess in the throes of passion; your breasts are red from his kisses, and his claw marks are swelling on your fragile waist. His wish is that it will last forever.

He shoves his cock deep inside you, finally giving you the euphoric high you want before you can whimper and beg for Seonghwa's cock. As your orgasm washes over you and you milk his cock, your legs wrap around the base of his tail, shaking. Soon after, he cums and fills you with his cum until your belly is slightly bulging from the amount of sticky, pearly white fluid that has come.

Seonghwa slides out of you and lies on the floor beside you, resting his head on your chest. The cum is leaking out of your cunt, and he is lazily pushing it back in again. Your eyes, which are still blurry, close as you press yourself against him and do whatever he wants you to do. As your exhausted body drifts off to the siren's new song, your breathing becomes even, and you fall into a gentle sleep. Seonghwa caresses your cheek with his hand, and it feels so good to know that it is your face that will greet him every night from now on.

He will continue to sing to you until the end of time, if that is what it takes to keep you with him.

#ateez smut #kpop smut #atz smut #ateez hard hours #ateez unholy hours #smut #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa smut #park seonghwa smut #ateez scenarios #ateez au #ateez x reader

[autopotion]

Something I noticed about this scene during my current replay: The song playing here isn't Alma's theme (which played in the scene immediately prior to the fight with Zalmo), it's the first half of Ovelia's theme (the allegro section in F sharp). We don't learn that the Virgo stone arrived at Orbonne with Ovelia until a little bit later, so the song choice is a nice bit of foreshadowing for how Alma would even know this, i.e. through their friendship.

But now I also like to read this scene in parallel to the one where Ovelia laments her role as a princess.

Ovelia's theme plays in that one as well—specifically the andante second half in B flat. B flat major is an open and bright key, but also a contemplative one; that particular arrangement of Ovelia's theme, with its slower tempo and low woodwind carrying the melody, accentuates the latter trait. Ovelia misses the only friend she's ever had, and one of the rare few that she could be certain had pure intentions towards her. Her nostalgic reminiscence of Alma is tinged with longing for the past and anxiety for the future.

In this scene, on the other hand, where Alma reveals to Ramza that she's seen Virgo at Orbonne, Ovelia's theme in F sharp major is at its brightest and most optimistic. (In classical music, F sharp major is also considered a "triumphant" key.) The music selection is a good choice in general, because it characterizes Alma well—she's humorously teasing her much more solemn brother; she's manipulating the situation so she can stop feeling useless and actually do something, and her gambit works; the higher woodwind brings to mind Alma's chirping flute from her own theme—but when you consider to whom this theme belongs, it implies that Alma isn't just conveying a fact she knows. She's actively reminiscing about Ovelia.

The use of this half of the theme suggests to me that Alma's memories of their friendship are, on their surface, more straightforwardly affectionate. I think that's partially because Alma seems to take more things in stride than Ovelia does, but also, Ovelia isn't Alma's only friend. Tietra's friendship casts a much larger shadow over Alma. For obvious reasons, sure, but as to the framing, the immediate preceding scene had Alma inquire about Tietra by name, and express fresh dismay upon learning that she did not make the same miraculous recovery Delita did, and the music used in that scene was Alma's theme, placing Tietra much closer to Alma's heart (notably, the last scene Alma's theme was used was during Tietra's introduction, at Alma's side). Alma's friendship with Ovelia must seem so uncomplicated compared to what came after, it's almost a relief to get away from all this and revisit the monastery where she grew up.

You could also say, given the arrangement's faster tempo and the surrounding story context, that thoughts of Ovelia are what drive Alma into action. Ramza and Delita have both compared Ovelia to Tietra; it's not a stretch to consider that Alma might be doing the same.

However... as Ovelia is the loneliest character in the game, I don't think you can use her theme, even the lightest part of it, without invoking loneliness. At this point in the story, Alma has been dragged to Lesalia by her brothers, the ones she's not particularly close to, while they wage a war against her childhood friend. That would feel incredibly alienating, I think.

There are so few relationships between women in FFT, and while Alma is central to most of them, she never gets a moment to talk about a really important one. Alma's the invisible connective tissue between Ovelia and Ramza, and Ovelia and Tietra. It's nice to get these little musical hints to remind us of Alma and Ovelia's importance to each other—and also of Alma's thoughts and feelings, elaborations on which are frustratingly few.

#final fantasy tactics #fft #fft blogging #this got really long. oops #alma beoulve #ovelia atkascha

[primeministerofantarctica]

YUKI RURIKAWA PROPAGANDA POST for @eggcrackerbracket 2023

A3! (Act! Addict! Actors!)'s Yuki Rurikawa is...an incredible character. 14 years old at the start of the game, he's one of the youngest characters but has the drive and confidence most adults can only dream of. Not only is he one of the actors in the in-game acting troupe (it's a game...about actors...), he's also the principle costume designer and tailor, something he takes great pride in and absolutely rocks at. He's snarky, sharp-witted, and doesn't tolerate crap from anybody. And on top of all that, he's also just. Straight-up gender-nonconforming.

He likes cute dresses, he looks good in cute dresses, he's going to wear cute dresses. Yuki's very clear about identifying as male, being quick to correct people who misgender him, he just happens to be a boy who likes frilly skirts and thinks societal expectations are fucking stupid. And while it's all but blatantly stated that he developed his abrasive personality as a defense mechanism against bullying, in-game none of the other characters give him shit for it. It takes at most like five seconds for them to go "Oh, you're a guy? Okay, cool. Anyways." The one time he does encounter bullies in the story proper they are portrayed as very clearly in the wrong (and pathetically narrow-minded).

I want to reiterate: this is a middle schooler who regularly flips off gendered expectations despite the backlash because he'd rather be true to himself. Yuki Rurikawa is cooler than you. And me. And literally everyone else.

That's already awesome for a cis male character, but there's also a pretty decent argument to be had for headcanoning him as transmasc as well. In a flashback, another character recalls meeting him when he would have been about four or five and assuming he was a girl because he wore "girl's clothes"; while these types of games don't really concern themselves with being realistic the average child in that age range does have their outfit choices at least overseen by their parents, so five-year-old Yuki either had the chillest parents imaginable or he was wearing girl clothes because, well, that's what people assumed he was.

Whether you headcanon Yuki as cis, trans, nonbinary, or anything else, in the end his genderqueerness is an immutable aspect of his character. His first motif song, "Minority", even reads very strongly as a trans allegory (albeit unintentionally). He's helped me embrace the traditionally "girly" stuff I still love - the frilly skirts, the fairytale princesses, the pink and ballerinas and flowers - and know I can still like that stuff while still being a whatever-that's-not-a-girl (jury's still out :P) because gender is only what YOU make it and nothing else.

In conclusion: Stan Yuki Rurikawa (and vote for him on the bracket! Please 🥺)

#astra rambles #a3! #yuki rurikawa #yuki my BELOVED the light of my life <3 who is sometimes an asshole and that's okay <3 #incredibly grateful for the opportunity to be not normal about him #*wipes away a single tear dramatically* #Youtube

[muzzleroars]

what kind of music do you think the ultrakill guys like? the v1 music post still got me Thinking

god i love talking music headcanons for these characters bc i honestly think they are all very musically based in some capacity!!

for gabriel, it's obvious being an angel - like i mentioned before, i like to think that gabriel speaks only in the holy tongue, and it sounds incredibly musical when spoken even if it's not necessarily singing. outside of that, he does regularly sing, to himself, to others, for praise, for comfort, almost anything really because that's more his natural state than talking. for what kind of music he likes though, i think initially it's VERY predictable, in that he enjoys orchestral or choir pieces...but that's not entirely true to his preferences. he likes intricate pieces and he likes the moody and metaphorical...alternatively, shit that goes hard musically and emotionally. he wants music that elicits a visceral response, something that connects to him and that he feels himself in because music is something so central to him that he wants it important!! this includes both lyrical and instrumental pieces, as he can relate to and be moved just as much by either.

v1 is also deeply into music, but it relates to it in a very different manner - similar to gabriel, it often sings to itself although it's much more erratic in its choices and it really enjoys composing its own pieces. like a lot of people, i love the idea that v1 is the in-universe composer for the music we hear and so it's definitely into pieces that a brutal, sharp, and fast-paced but...i also genuinely just really like the idea that it creates a LOT of different electronic-based songs or even soundscapes. it mashes up things it's heard before, it remixes all sorts of songs (both its own and ones it saves), and creates in several different genres. so v1 actually doesn't have much a preference for what style of music it listens to, but it tends to gravitate toward synthesized sounds and sampling. also obligatory gabv1el posting BUT v1 likes making up music while gabriel makes up lyrics for it/accompanies it on the organ. it's cute!!!!

v2 is like v1 in that it likes a wide range of styles, but it's not so all over the place with more consistency in its library - it tends to be drawn toward things that are pleasing to humans (v1 can be rather cacophonous with its compositions at times, and they sound awful to v2 lol) and most of all i actually think it enjoys classical music or soundtracks. lyrics are fine and everything, but v2 doesn't relate to those emotions the way humans do and doesn't experience those things necessarily, so it prefers to make its own narratives to instrumental pieces. like it can listen to and enjoy songs with lyrics well enough, but its preference lies in the instruments themselves, to pieces it can more easily apply its own interpretations to. besides, words can sometimes feel distracting to it when it already has so much going on in its own mind, so it also enjoys a little bit of breathing room that way.

#sorry i didn't list specific artists or anything im too shy to share my music tastes!!! #ppl that make character playlists are honestly so brave....i love you all #BUT this is a general idea of their preferences to me!!! #cake answers

[ziggy-solarecreator]

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The thing re Weird Al that I think is worth recognizing is illustrated by the Spike Jones Jr quote “One of the things that people don’t realize about Dad’s kind of music is, when you replace a C-sharp with a gunshot, it has to be a C-sharp gunshot or it sounds awful.“ It’s like really good parody has to do it all backwards and in heels, and Weird Al gets in there and counts the syllables and pours over the phrasing and word choices so that it all sounds precisely like the original, and then re-records the song, acknowledging the tiniest details of the recording, and also makes it a highly detailed spoof of an adjacent and absurdly unrelated piece of popular culture. I think really good parody has a love for the source materiel that’s impossible to fake. It takes real musicianship (or craft) to do and it usually gets tossed aside as “novelty” recording.

Tumblr user icarus-suraki:

You gotta be fuckin’ good if you want to fuck it up.

Tumblr user radwolf76:

Al will also try to reuse the original music video sets if they’re available, and bring back the same background actors.

Tumblr user villainous-queer:

I assure you, in the music industry, Weird Al is highly respected. If he makes a parody of your song it’s acknowledged that it means you have ‘made it’ as an artist. Rappers have commented on how ‘scary good’ at rapping he is. His range is right up there with Danny Elfman in terms of how incredibly huge it is. Accordion players have commented that he’s insane on the accordion, and does it while jumping around on stage, I may add. He learns from his mistakes and to top it all off he’s a really kind man (I’ve met him).

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#weird al yankovic #GOAT

[croc-odette]

joanna newsom entry guide: it took me a long time to enjoy joanna newsom and then all of a sudden i was like i need more of this!! i don't know about music so this is all just me rambling. it took me years before the dam broke so this list isn't necessarily 'listen to this and a day later you'll like Ys' but 'over time i eventually felt extremely differently about these songs than when i first heard them'

'81 (marika hackman cover): we are starting super gently with covers because that is how i first got into newsom. a short sweet song about forgiveness that feels like it turns its back on overthinking. i have no idea what '81 references. newsom was born in 1982. a running theme will be 'i'm not 100% sure what's going on here'. hackman's voice is incredibly clear and at ease.

peach plum pear (owen pallet cover): a plucky and sharp little song about desire. i love a lot of the lyrics, including 'and all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide'. i would listen with headphones especially to hear the little bumps and strings. owen keeps to the eeriness of the song while making it his own style.

easy: ok here we are. a brisk and breezy six minutes! the first song on have one on me. a haunting song that swings between fairytale imagery and hypnotically convincing a lover that the relationship will be both easy and at the expense of the (allegedly) self-sacrificing singer.

good intentions paving company: i have said multiple times that i love to sing along to this song in the car. that are lots of little yodeling notes and the rhythm does at times feel like bouncing up and down on a bumpy road. 'for the duUuUuUration' 'feeeEEEEEEeeling it drag' 'like i'm in a fFFISt fight with the fog' there are certain words that when you sing them you realize how fun it is to lean in to the squeak or the screech or the warbling of it. some sounds you don't appreciate till they come out of your own mouth. a lot of really lovely lines.

clam crab cockle cowrie: SAD! i will be honest i will sometimes listen to the first half of this song and then skip over the end because i love the first half so much. but in the right mood it knocks the breath out of me. some of the my favorite lyrics.

does not suffice: SAD 2! the last song on have one on me which has been pointed out as the ending result to the relationship in easy; 'everything that could remind you/of how easy/i was not.' a breakup song that is more resigned and forlorn than bitter or resentful.

sawdust and diamonds (ben sollee cover): hello i'm a fake fan and here's another cover. i heard this cover before the original song so i'm still biased towards it. we are now in the 10 minute zone. an existential song about the fear and dread of loving someone knowing that everyone dies eventually.

baby birch (optional): this song is optional because sometimes it makes me so sad that it can be hard to listen to. every part of it is achingly beautiful. subject matter is thinking about a baby that never existed, either through a miscarriage or abortion.

have one on me: 11 minutes, baby! a song that is from the point of view of the king of bavaria's mistress, the countess of lansfield, as she fled to california during 1848-1849 german revolutions. i could not get into this song until recently and now i'm like oh yeah duh. mr daddy longs they are at it again can i see ya. normal music. and i will drink to your excellent health and your cruelty!

monkey and bear: a very fun fable of the creation of ursa major. this is a point where if you really like joanna's voice and instrument choices, you're into it. if you're not, then you're not. very clever and tricky wording, especially the multiple uses of bear/bare

in california: a good song but something about the way she sings 'but there is another... who is a little older' is so sweet and distinct that it stands out to me the most among all her vocals.

emily: sometimes you need to listen to a 12 minute song about joanna newsom's sister and imagery that made me convinced this song was about noah's ark but i realized i couldn't actually connect the dots. Ys, the album this song is from, is titled after a mythical city off the coast of Brittany that was swallowed by the sea.

i do not think i'm an expert on her: there's plenty of other songs by her that i haven't warmed up to or haven't really listened to. i think she has some of the most strange and wonderful lyrics around, which is why i originally got into covers of her music. and then i started to really appreciate the range of her music in general. bye!

#i was talking to a friend about making this so here it is

[estellamiraiauthor]

The Stars May Rise and Fall: The Annotated Re-read (Chapter 7)

Well, I did not expect to have such conflicted feelings over Chapter 7.

Just joining us? Start with Chapter 1 or grab a copy of the ebook here or order the paperback from your local bookstore of choice and read along.

As always, spoilers abound, including the possibility of spoilers for chapters beyond this one? OK with that? Then let’s read on!

So this was actually kind of an important chapter, in that it’s the first time the rest of the band actually meets Rei, and also when they record the single that’s really going to put them on the path to success. If you’d asked me going into this to name my favorite and least favorite parts, this chapter wouldn’t have been on either list, but now that I’m really looking into it in depth, there’s kind of a lot I don’t love.

Looking back at the oldest draft I still have, the beginning of this chapter was another place where a lot of filler was cut. I had ALL these text/email conversations between Teru and Rei and Teru and Kiyomi written out, but you really don’t need them. Teru tells Rei that the band wants to record the song, and Rei books the studio. Teru gives Kiyomi his number, which he didn’t have time to do at the show, and tells her that they’re recording and have some more shows coming up. You really don’t need the whole conversation, so I’m glad I cut that.

We find out that Rei has booked a studio in Ginza, of all places. Teru’s reaction to this part of town is pretty much mine when I was his age. Everything is EXPENSIVE, and it’s not just regular old Tokyo expensive, it’s CLASSY Tokyo old-money expensive. Teru feels immensely out of place there, and I don’t really think Rei intended that at all, he just wanted the Best Possible Studio that he knew of, and this was it. But it’s another sharp reminder of the big wealth gap between them.

Long descriptions were another thing to get trimmed down in cuts, so I don’t know that this comes across at all in the final version, but I always imagine the studio lobby looking like the Death Records lobby from Phantom of the Paradise, if anyone would like to borrow that image.

So, everyone arrives. Teru is early, because he was so nervous he got up at 5am and couldn’t find enough random tasks to fill the time. That’s… totally me. Sorry, Teru. Minori is also early because he is Professional and Punctual! 

Seika shows up with his co-worker who they’re going to get to play drums. I decided I didn’t really want Teru to be like, a legendary drummer, because if he was, A) it wouldn’t be very in character for Rei to want him to STOP doing something he was brilliant at, and of course Rei had to want him to sing because I had that in my mind as one of the key elements of a Phantom retelling (although there are other retellings where the Phantom character trains the Christine character in dance or magic or an instrument… I had decided I was going to stick with singing), and B) it would seem kind of cruel if Rei DID try to stop him from doing something he was genuinely very good at. So… he’s competent, as long as he’s playing Minori’s or Yasu’s songs. But Rei’s songs are just INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT, so I had them use Seika’s friend here instead.

Another reason I wanted it to be Seika’s friend/co-worker is because this is kind of an eye-opener to Teru that not all gay men are like Seika, in the sense of being flamboyant and somewhat effeminate, because up to this point I think he had been telling himself that HE couldn’t be gay (and somewhere very very very deep down in his subconscious, maybe also that Rei couldn’t be gay and therefore couldn’t be interested in him) because he does not have these stereotypical things in common with the exactly one out gay may he knows. So Seika’s friend from the gay club where he works turns out to be a muscular, masculine dude, and that makes an impression on Teru, even though I think he still hasn’t really consciously realised what, exactly, he’s starting to understand about himself.

Yasu is slightly late, and this prompts Minori to ask Teru if Rei is usually on time. Of course, Teru has no clue, because he has only ever interacted with Rei in his own apartment before, but he’s definitely not going to admit how very, very little he actually knows his “friend” at this point.

There’s a tiny little exchange in here between Teru and Tetsuya, the other drummer, that isn’t SUPER important but it was a way to drop in a little bit of worldbuilding—namely, that Teru doesn’t have his own drum kit, which is actually SUPER common in Tokyo. A lot of drummers just don’t have ROOM for one, and even if they do, a lot of apartments don’t allow instruments. It’s pretty easy to get around that with electric instruments, since a guitar doesn’t make a lot of noise if it’s not plugged into an amp (or if the amp is plugged into headphones instead of a speaker) and electric keyboards can be completely silent if you use headphones, so the landlord and neighbors never have to know. There ARE electric drum kits as well that are a lot more affordable these days. But at the time they were really expensive, and still required the room to actually set them up. There’s also just not a lot of room at most of the venues for everyone to bring their own kit, so most of these guys bring their own snares, and rent everything else. The fact that Tetsuya DOES have a nice kit also sort of sets up the fact that, out of all the guys in the band, Seika is the only one who actually has a pretty good-paying job, which isn’t a HUGE plot point but will come up again later on. And it’s a sign of Teru’s success much later when he DOES have his own drum kit, and a place to play.

ANYWAY. Rei is the last to arrive. I’m not sure how intentional this was up until the moment it actually happened… maybe he planned to get there early and it just took longer than he expected to get there. But I think the late entrance ends up working for him, because it gives Teru and his bandmates absolutely zero time to comment on anything.

There was another little exchange at the beginning of this chapter that I’m a little sad I cut, because it showed that the studio engineer is actually someone Rei knew before the accident, and this is the first time they’ve seen each other since. I think it would have taken a LOT of courage for Rei to reconnect with someone who would’ve known him back when he was “beautiful” (Of course he’s still beautiful, but he doesn’t believe that), but he does it because he wants the best for Teru and his band, and this is the best studio he knows. I don’t really remember why I cut it, other than for length. Maybe I thought it already showed enough courage for Rei to be meeting the rest of the band at all?

Anyway, I really love Rei in this scene, and I think he probably spent a LOT of time just agonizing over how he was going to present himself, to leave absolutely NO room for anyone to pity him or make an awkward comment. So he comes in with his Presence™️ turned up to max, dressed in full costume, and the mixing booth itself is above where the band is setting up so he’s kind of lording over them, and the way he looks, plus the fact that he wrote this brilliant song and paid for this ridiculously expensive studio is just going to intimidate these guys so much that he KNOWS—or at least is seriously hoping—they’re not going to say a thing.

You know, I really do think that I gave Rei a lot of my own worse qualities and demons in some ways, but I also think I gave him some qualities that… may not really be objectively GOOD (or bad), but that I sort of wish I had, and I think this scene shows one of them. No matter how grand of an entrance he managed to make, he KNOWS he’s going to have to show a little weakness here. There’s absolutely no way he’s going to be able to walk over to the mixing board without limping and heavily relying on his cane—especially after what was probably not an easy trip to get there on the train—but rather than having a panic attack or just not showing up (which are usually my go-to options when I have to do something that’s going to embarrass me or make me look weak), he just makes sure his attitude leaves absolutely NO room for comment. A reviewer called Rei “prickly” once, and I love that. Yeah, he comes off as harsh or even callous sometimes, but—as Teru notices here—underneath it all, he’s really terrified.

So they play through the song and Rei asks Teru to come sit beside him while they record the instruments, and now that I think about it he’s never been this close to Rei before, and now they’re like almost touching, and its wreaking havoc on poor Teru and WOW I really didn’t realise how much of this came from my own didn’t-know-I-was-bi-just-thought-she-was-a-cool-friend teenagerhood.

One line I want to kind of mention here, because I kind of like it even though it’s also kind of a not-great thought to have: “Teru stared in spite of himself—at the wig, the long cloak, the cane that now lay propped against the mixing board, at once the most innocent and the most sinister thing in the world.” I actually got a comment from an early reader about this, that they didn’t understand why I (or Teru) used the word “sinister”… but I do think this line really does reflect Teru’s way of thinking at the time—as we’ll see later in this chapter, even though he doesn’t actually KNOW what happened to Rei yet, Teru has this deep sense of… justice, I guess, of RIGHTness? And because he’s 21 and hasn’t really experienced any great loss or tragedy yet in his own life, I think he sees it as deeply wrong and unfair that someone as massively talented (and hot?) as Rei was injured so badly… so I think “sinister” is not so much for the cane as an object itself, but as a symbol of something that Teru sees as unfair and unjust, and “innocent” because he does realise that it doesn’t actually make a lot of logical sense to think so… it is just an object, after all.

(Apologies again for the length here.)

SO. They start recording, and Rei says something here too that I think is very VERY indicative of his character. He keeps asking for more takes, even thought Tetsuya on the drums is great, but when Teru says so, Rei says “Yes, almost perfect. What good is almost?” This is another line I really like because I think it sums up not only his attitude toward music, but toward himself. Rei needs everything to be perfect, he needs everything to go according to plan, and I think in his mind there’s not much difference between almost perfect and complete trash—it’s either perfect or it’s not worth doing. (Although I think he does soften a tiny, tiny bit on this as time goes on.)

So, they take a break after awhile, and this scene is another one of those weak links I think that just got stuck in my head as “necessary” at one point and I never really figured out how to fix it. The other guys ask Teru some questions about Rei, and Teru really doesn’t know the answers to a lot of them, but he’s starting to be a little protective of Rei here, and doesn’t really give them any gossip. Then he’s kind of rescued when his phone rings… and it’s Kiyomi, asking him if he wants to have dinner on Saturday. And of course Teru says yes.

Originally, I was leaning MUCH more heavily into the Phantom retelling thing, and this was supposed to be a case of Rei being able to overhear a conversation he shouldn’t have been able to overhear…. but there was no real reason to make this particular character a ventriloquist or a master of mirrors or anything, and rather than copying those aspects of Leroux’s character directly I translated them into the modern world as being good with various types of electric instruments and computers, and this scene just ended up as Teru having a conversation that of course Rei overheard because he’s in the next room and the door’s open.

And when they go back into he studio, Rei seems angry and Teru can’t figure out why. Now, at this particular point, I think Rei maybe, MAYBE is starting to think that there might be a chance that Teru could actually like him. He doesn’t necessarily have much reason to think so, but up to this point, just about everything he has done, he’s EXPECTED to lead to Teru freaking out and rejecting him, and Teru… hasn’t done that. Instead, he’s come back to see Rei again. He’s played Rei’s song live, and is now about to record it. But now, of course, all that hope has been crushed, because Teru’s going out with a girl. Of course he is. Not only is there no chance he’d ever like Rei, in particular, but he’s straight!

Again, I don’t think Rei is angry AT TERU. I think Rei is very rarely angry at Teru, or at anyone, really, except himself. But he takes that anger out on other people, so he gets even pricklier.

Finally, it’s Teru’s turn to sing, and he’s trying to think of something sad to give some emotion to this sad song, and I think here he’s really kind of realising that he DOESN’T have any great sadness in his life. Sure, he’s poor and he hasn’t managed to become a rock star yet, but the things he tries to think of as sad aren’t real tragedies, and he ends up trying to imagine what must have happened to Rei, and what previous life Rei must have lost. Of course, he doesn’t wonder if Rei had a boyfriend, only a girlfriend… it was definitely very intentional that it really, honestly doesn’t occur to most of these characters that other people might be queer—that’s what happens when you grow up in a society where there just really aren’t many visible queer people at this point in time. :(

So Rei gives him kind of a sarcastic compliment, and that makes Teru mad because he doesn’t know what he’s done to make Rei mad, and the rest of the takes all suck so they end up using the first one anyway.

The last little bit of character building that I really like here is when they decide to go for drinks after recording, and Seika asks Rei if he wants to go too. Seika is definitely flamboyant and over-the-top, but that’s really a defense mechanism more than anything. He doesn’t know at this point that Rei is also gay, but as a more effeminate gay man, he DOES know what it’s like to be a visible minority, and I definitely think he sees how uncomfortable Rei is here and is really trying to be kind.

EDIT: Little addition about Seika and Rei. Seika definitely does not know who Rei is at this point, even though their careers would have overlapped with each other a little. Their bands at the time were just totally different in terms of popularity, with Rei’s about to go major and Seika’s just starting out. Seika would have heard of Rei’s band, but since he still thinks they all died five years ago, wouldn’t have thought to make that connection at this point. He’s just being nice because he’s nice and he knows what it’s like to be different.

Finally, Rei lectures Teru about smoking (legit) and about fraternizing with “fans”, so Teru finally knows he’s upset about Kiyomi, even if he doesn’t know why yet.

To be fair, Rei does have a point (even if he’s mostly making it out of jealousy). The bands that were more standoffish and acted like big shots even though they only had 10 fans were more likely to eventually succeed than the ones that were TOO accessible and friendly.

WHEW. That was a long one. Definitely didn’t think I’d have that much to say about this chapter. Next up… date with Kiyomi!

#the stars may rise and fall #annotated #writing process #retelling

[anotherescsite]

The juniors show

Hi there.

It's over for another year. Due to time difference it's finished and I'm watching it on Youtube and have luckily avoided a spoiler so far. So I'm writing and I don't know the result. I'm just watching and typing.

Hosts are good. The gent was there last time; he was sharp then and he is sharp today. Good choice. The taller lady seems professional and very polished. It looks like she will be all French and the man all English. The third person is a shorter lady/girl who I guess will be in the Green room. Younger and less polished, but okay.

Postcard are okay. Child doesn't do something well (skateboard, baking, dancing, skipping etc), then the wonder artist comes in with a ball of energy/power and suddenly the child is an expert. Love that they brought back the making of the flag with stuff. Kids would love that kind of fun element.

SPAIN

Not bad opening - may have killed it's chances of winning by opening the show. Sounded a bit muddled, but otherwise perfectly executed and performed.

MALTA

A song that deserved a better part of the draw and maybe even a go at senior Eurovision. Vocals were good and she has a good range. It went a bit wayward towards the end, but decent effort.

UKRAINE

Not may favourite song of the night, but decent. A short young girl who looks all innocent and cute and then the verse lighting made her look like a Chucky doll. A good performance overall.

IRELAND

Another mythical sound out of Ireland and a big frock on the girl. Nice song sung nicely. I don't know how I feel about the backing girl wearing white and kind of overshadowing the first one.

UNITED KINGDOM

The staging for this one is excellent making it look like they are singing on roof tops. The performance is polished too, but the vocals are not so great like they are singing a bit late for the music.

NORTH MACEDONIA

This is a song I didn't rate highly before the show, but others did. It'performed very well and the vocal is very good. Even though she is alone on stage she does look alone and the camera work worked well.

ESTONIA

First entry ever. Performed very nicely and the background is very unique. The girl has a strong performance and may do better than expected.

ARMENIA

This could win. Very well presented. sharp performance and very clever choreography that looked good on screen.

POLAND

I didn't think much of this, but it came across well on screen. It's probably not right for the Juniors, but good. Vocal was a bit shaky.

GEORGIA

Dark horse that no one is talking about. I love it. The vocals from the three kids is incredibly synchronized. They have gone with a very different presentation that matches the songs high and lows.

PORTUGAL

Pleasant entry with her multi layered dress which she sheds slowly like a PG rated burlesque number. Simple performance otherwise presented in a very nice way.

FRANCE

The host entry got all the lights and sirens for a very slick performance. The girl is attractive and is very polished. They want to win back to back. Does anyone else see a young Delta Goodrem?

ALBANIA

This is performed nicely with a powerful voice and a nice stage. Not sure how it will go as it is very different to everything else. But impressive.

ITALY

It's not a song I like very much, but they have decent voices and it's performed well. The stage people were quick to remove the piano and the bed from the stage.

GERMANY

Mixed feeling. Wonderful song, wonderful performance, but it sounded like the music was too loud for Fia and she was overwhelmed. I like the song otherwise. Hopeful it does well.

THE NETHERLANDS

For me, the favourite for victory. It is the right sound in the right place at the right time. The choreography is sharp, the staging was sharp and it came together well.

So voting opened, a few clips of the performances and Lisandro sings last year's winner in a performance I consider better than the winning one. Amir pops up singing in a makeshift playground surrounded by lads doing tricks. Van Toan appears behind a piano and the female co-host started a singalong before the two French winners and some other French competitors of the past sing 'We are the world' . The 2023 kids are wearing a 'PEACE' t-shirt, except that Irish girl who is holding a sign instead (T-shirt does fit over that dress i guess).

The voting starts: the 12s go to France, Armenia, UK, France, Armenia, Armenia, Spain, Malta, France, Spain, Albania, Spain, UK, Spain, Armenia and France. With France in the lead after the juries, Armenia and Spain in third. The televote top three were France, Spain and Ukraine. So France is the newest winner of Junior Eurovision.

I'm disappointed for some of them: Netherlands, Germany, and Georgia mainly. Irish were last and Estonia's debut came second last, but scored well with the televote. My surprise is with the Ukraine scoring top 5, and Poland at 6th. I never understand what people see sometimes.

As they mentioned in the show, France has competed seven times and won three of them. Poor Zoe tried to sing the reprise but the other competitors kept hugging her so it became somewhat of a farce.

That's it for another year.

#esc #eurovision #junior ESC #France #Nice #2023

[stardraw76]

Moving day itself is incredibly tiring-- and it be extremely demanding, as well. Relocating day

Relocating day Moving day itself is incredibly tiring-- and also it be extremely demanding, too. These relocating hacks will assist you get through it. Load a cooler. Supply a cooler with easy-to-grab items that can keep your stamina up throughout the day, like water bottles as well as quick treats. Move it with you in the automobile rather than the relocating truck so you can access it whenever you need to. Have a plan for little kids and also pets. If your children are also young to aid on relocating day, your best option is to have them socialize with friends or family members to soothe a little your anxiety and also maintain them safe. The exact same goes for animals. If you can, set up alternate plans for your children and also your hairy ones-- you'll all be better. Be packed up the day beforemoving day. Discover This Info Here can decrease your entire day. Make it a goal to be totally packed before your movers arrive or it's time to grab the rental vehicle. That way, you can focus right now on completing the job at hand. Eleventh hour relocating hacks Having lots of time to strategy, prep, and also implement your move is fantastic, nevertheless it does not always work out that way. Adhere to these moving as well as loading suggestions if you're in a hurry. Begin with logistics. Identify how you're receiving from factor A to point B before doing anything else. You can wing a great deal of points with moving, but not this. Load now as well as sort later. Currently it the time to pack, not think. Make sure to appropriately cover belongings, breakables, and also sharp items, but don't put pressure on yourself to arrange or classify your boxes-- you'll figure it all out later on when you're not on a tight due date. Leave some tasks to the movers. If you're collaborating with a moving business you can offload several of the tasks to them, such as concluding furnishings and also getting final right into boxes. Simply be prepared that this might add a long time, and also thus some cash money, to your final costs. Unboxing You've lastly gotten here, yet there's still more to be done. Right here's just how to quit postponing as well as accelerate the unboxing procedure. Begin with the kitchen. Getting the kitchen done initially will certainly provide you a big feeling of achievement at once and also permit you to totally concentrate on the easier-to-unpack rooms. Offer on your own a due date. Schedule a housewarming celebration or a much more casual get together for a couple of weeks after your relocate to offer yourself with a collection end day for having every one of your unpacking done. Place on some tunes. Music makes every little thing much better. Skip the TV (it will certainly just be a diversion) and also put on some great songs to captivate on your own while unloading and also provide a much-needed diversion from the monotony. Do a little at a time. Don't anxiety yourself out trying to obtain every single box unpacked immediately. Get the significant things done, and afterwards concentrate instead on doing what you can as you can, dedicating just 10 or fifteen minutes at a time to unboxing rather than feeling like you require to invest hrs on it. It will certainly all obtain done ultimately. Offer yourself no choice. Really feeling a little bit sadistic? Unload out a box worth of stuff onto your bed or in your bath tub to make sure that you have no choice however to remove all of it out as well as placed whatever away if you intend to obtain make use of out of your space. Get rid of boxes as you empty them. As soon as a box is emptied of all its products, break it down and recycle it. This will certainly give you a physical pen of progression as well as clear up much-needed area in your new residence. Have a prepare for food. Let's get real right here: you're not mosting likely to intend to be food preparation while additionally settling in and also unpacking. Give yourself the gift of guilt-free takeout so you can focus more on every little thing else that needs to obtain done. Moving hacks are everything about making things simply a little bit easier on yourself. Adhere to the ones over and you'll discover that, this time about, possibly your relocation isn't fairly as negative as you expected it to be.

#moving #driving #motive #propelling #propellant #motor #exciting #worrying #thrilling #stirring #disturbing #touching #heartwarming #pathetic #affecting #appealing #underway #about #shifting #locomotive #mobile #movable #moveable #running #traveling

[thehordemultimuse]

what kind of book ending would i write for you? - Bluebell

The Open Ending

you're finding yourself at a crossroad, aren't you? what it ultimately all comes down to is that you've not really been making decisions, you've let something decide for you - whether it's fate or someone else or the outcome of a standard practice. i get it. life's overwhelming. when repeated enough times, little moments (the first step out of your bed, the clicking of the lightswitch, the passing of a song) blur into one big shape and you don't really know how to escape it. and doing nothing is easier than trying and failing. so, let me tell you something: when everything's hard, when you're struggling to stay awake, when it's getting increasingly more difficult to differentiate between the sun rising and the sun sinking, start untangling by noticing the little moments and making the small decisions. what foot's going first when you take a step? what color should your bowl be when you have your cereal? do you open the blinds at night to look at the sky for a moment, or do you leave them shut instead? you're at a crossroad, and the choice is up to you, and there is no wrong decision as long as you make one.

which (unhealthy) coping mechanism are you? - CC isolating yourself

you tend to shut people out when you're overwhelmed or feeling too much. you should try leaning on a friend for support. as scary as it is maybe you’ll find it to be more comforting that battling everything alone. what tragic horror character trope are you? - Hope

the werewolf

there's something inside a werewolf that's sharp, thorns and barbs coiling up in tight knots of vine even on their best days. halfway through a conversation, you'll forget your happiness and the pain comes back in a flash. you never meant to, but the sharpness has done harm on your behalf. it's defensive. it's leftover artillery from a battle you spent so long fighting that it still doesn't feel like it's truly over, does it? you want so badly to be soft. to take the hand that you are offered instead of baring your teeth. and it might be hard to believe, but you are soft. you're the softest one out there. it'll just take a while to untangle those vines enough to know that very little is often life-or-death, and not everything touches to hurt. what kinda physical touch would just absolutely destroy u rn - Shadic

real good back massage

look sometimes your back hurts and you want a really strong and hot person to crack every bone in it. maybe your back hurts all the fuckin time and you really just need a good shoulder rub and you'll melt like the wicked witch of the west. you are so incredibly valid.

#got bored and did some quizzes #[danger unto myself | bluebell] #[more enchanting than haunting | hope finn] #[i am you | cc] #[be me with you | shadic] #[the rat that makes all the rules | mod alex] #[vibe time | musings]

[prettyboykatsuki]

PLEASE talk more about Sero and phone sex, I have a NEED

pick your phone up | s. hanta

➳ cw ;; phone sex, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, mild corruption, super dialogue heavy, established relationship fem!reader, 18+

➳ wc ;; 1.5k

➳ a/n ;; sero is smooth to me bye. also how do we like this banner. kinda cute right? title is jack harlow song!

"Talk to me, baby."

Sero Hanta has always had a slick mouth on him.

It used to get him caught up in all sorts of shit in his rookie years. He has an affinity for quipping back and forth, bits of sarcasm laced intricately with jokes. His sense of humor is observational, he's quick to take the hit and he always lands on his feet.

It's not Sero's voice that gets you though, as much as it's the way he talks to you. It's the diction, the word choice - how he strings words and thoughts together that makes your thighs press with need. It's always been like that - since then beginning. You think that's what attracted him to you. You'd be lying to yourself if you said he didn't manage to turn you on during arguments.

It's the way he does it, the way he corrects. There's this relaxed way of speaking to you, eyes lidded as he stares you down like he knows something you don't. You're convinced he does to a degree.

You don't know what you expect when you mention the idea of phone sex to him. That you're interested in it. You're not expecting the way he spews out dirty talk - how he says it so easily. Doesn't blush or stutter, making something stammer in your chest. He leans back in his chair - stretching as he presses his ear against the phone.

You're missing him a little more. He's half-way across the world doing work for a big mission and it's been making you a little more lonely than you expected to be, but still - something about his agreeance is incredibly embarassing for you.

"C'mon, d'ya wanna have phone sex? Hm?"

"Hanta, we can't."

"Yeah we can," ― You can hear the grin in his voice, practically picturing it in your mind ― "Not like it'll get you pregnant. Don't get shy on me - let's have fun."

"You're working." is what you say but your mind is already running amok thinking of him. He laughs, closing his eyes.

"Took a break just for you," ― He hums, pausing to stretch ― "Aren't I the best?"

"You're so annoying." you huff, irritation running through you. He laughs at that.

"You wanna fuck me so bad, huh." He snips back, tongue running over lower lip.

"Shut up, I don't wanna tell you things anymore." you groan, embarrassed. Talking to your boyfriend over the phone like this proves to be more gut-wrenching than you expect.

"Of course you don't," ― He hums, staring at his computer distracted ― "You want me to tell you things, right? Want me to tell you what to do?"

Maybe it's because you can't see him. Because all you can do is hear the sound of his voice - but something settles uncomfortably in your gut when he says. You shake a little.

"Hanta.."

"Am I right?"

You whine, covering your face.

"Yeah, yeah whatever." you whine again. Sero laughs a little more, smiling. You're so cute, his heart squeezes.

"Want me to tell you dirty shit, huh? To touch yourself to the thought of us, yeah?"

You nod your head but realize he can't see you, opting to reply with another pathetic 'yes.'

"Must really miss it. Were you thinking about it?" ― He hums, listening intently to the way your breath stutters ― "Tell me about it."

You breathe a deep breath, something stirring in your gut.

"Just.. thought about you. You're too far away."

He chuckles.

"Just thinking about me gets you wet?"

"Do you think it doesn't?" you reply back, easy and sincere. Sero takes in a ragged breath.

"Fuck, this was a bad idea." He gets through a sharp breath. You laugh a little at his sudden discovery.

"You think so? Am I makin' you hard when I talk about it?" you tease back. Sero lets a hand drag over his hard-on in his sweats.

"You make me hard if you breathe around me right," ― Sero comments with a laugh ― "Fuck, you don't even have to do that."

"Hanta." you whisper

"Yeah, baby?"

"Talk to me. Tell me what you want me to do?"

The tension is mutual - thick and heavy in the air. You're so caught up in Sero, in just Sero. All you can hear is the sound of his voice in your ear, how it reverberates through you and makes you sticky. Your body racks with a shiver when he laughs.

"Play with yourself - tease it," ― Sero comments with a deep breath, spitting into his palms. You can hear it and that alone excites you. He wraps his hand around the base of his cock ― "Like how I touch you, do you remember?"

"Yeah..yeah - but it doesn't feel as good," ― your voice comes out in a choked whine as you lay back. The phone next to your ear, you use your hands to touch and tease your body. You pinch your nipples through the front of your t-shirt, rubbing them soft ― "Miss you."

"I miss you too," ― He marks, stroking himself. He always knew you sounded sweet, but just being able to hear makes him erratic. The way your sheets move underneath you - the little moans you let out, soft and quiet ― "But you can't touch yourself yet. Need you to feel good first."

You listen obediently. You touch and tease, but you need to hear him. Want to hear the sound of his voice coaxing you.

"I'll know you if you lie to me," ― He teases, stroking himself a little harsher ― "I can hear everything"

"Hnggh, that's embarassing."

"It's cute. You're so needy, just for me. Thinking about fucking me through your cute little PJ's, huh? Putting my hand on your mouth so you don't wake up your roomates?"

Your clit beats twice, pulsing as you tease yourself. Your voice gets caught in your throat as you groan. The thought of it sends your heart-racing. Sneaking Sero into your bedroom and feeling him so deep, caging you in with his body. Lean muscle and lanky but so handsome. Your neediness grows.

"Fuck, please."

Sero can feel his resolve crumble. The way you play off each other, how you listen to his word and whine. So fucking cute.

"Don't wanna wake 'em up right, they get mad when you sneak me in. Just want me to fuck you deep and keep you quiet, right? Want it so bad you're fucking yourself to the thought of us."

He hears you moan again, a little louder this time. You must be home alone, and the thought of that gets him excited.

"H-Hanta, fuck, want your dick so bad."

"I want you too," ― He pants, tugging his dick up, a full shuddering ripping through him ― "Wanna put it in. Wanna fuck you full and keep you full."

"Can I touch myself, please, please?"

"Touch your pretty pussy for me. Start slow."

You breathe a ragged sigh of relief as you put your hand in your shorts, sneaking past your panties. Your middle finger drags softly against your clit, to one side to get the right pressure. You whimper, drawing a soft circle.

"Want more," you say on instinct. Sero laughs at that.

"So impatient," ― He tsks, voice a little sweeter than he intends ― "You know you like when I drag it out, yeah? Like when I play with your clit and teased you."

You whimper at the memories, countless - of Sero rutting his cock against you. Of dragging you to the edge relentlessly until you cum for him so hard your chest gets tight. It doesn't feel as good, but it's relief all the same. Sweet, sweet relief as you play with your clit with images of Sero running through your mind like a dirty film. The sound of his voice fuels you.

"Y-yeah, I like it. I like you, Hanta, fuck -" you choke on something as you feel a particular strike of pleasure. You slow down, and you think that Sero must be right that you like being teased. It feels so good.

Sero isn't in good shape on the other side of the phone. You can hear him jack off - tugging on his cock with his eyes closed. Vivid pictures of him pinning to your full-sized mattress making his stomach churn with lust. He wants to tease you, wants to feel you fall apart on his cock like always but he can't.

And there's something about how much you two want each other that makes it hard to breathe. The need is present, heavy on your tongues as you incoherently attempt to speak back to him.

"Hanta, fuck me, fuck."

"Wanna fuck you so damn bad baby. I'll fuck you so good when I'm home. Make you feel good, promise I will." he groans as he listens to you speed up. The desperation teeming on the edge of your voice as you touch yourself, faster and faster. All you can hear is the sounds of each other moaning - off in your own worlds, thinking of each other.

You feel yourself getting close, your throat closing up. Something hot and white comes over you in a flash, just barely able to get the words out. Your mind feels unruly, lust ripping you half

"H-Hanta, I'm cumming..!"

"Me too, fuck - cum for me,"

You finish with a heavy tremble, body shaking as the thoughts of Sero cloud you down to the air in your lungs. You cum with a deep crying as you hear grunt and cum on the other side.

You struggle to get your breathing even as you laugh a little, shifting to pick your phone up off the bed.

"I miss you." you say through a laugh. Sero gives you ragged chuckle.

"Promise I'll be home soon.

#return to sender #a.sero #writing tag #sero x reader #bnha x reader #sero smut #bnha smut #BLEHGH #i dont rlly like this but thats okay it be like that LMAOO #help #prettyboy.thirsts

[simpingforsoftboys]

Not Everyone Gets A Happily Ever After

ft. Iwaoi, Atsumu Miya

!Gender Neutral Reader!

Pt 2 to this

*Male readers just pretend that you and Tsumu have a mix of female and male friends each who can be both groomsmen and bridesmaids 

Anon thank you for requesting- I live for angst and this was super fun to write- even if I cried while doing so. IwaOi is my comfort ship but they’re not perfect. People make mistakes- in life, love, and everything and anything in between. Sometimes they repeat those mistakes, other times they learn from them, either way everything happens for a reason and sometimes it’s for the better. Unfortunately, not everyone winds up happy with the results- and that’s okay. 

Also I kind of made it into a song fic (listen to Sign of the Times by Harry Styles while you read)!

Just stop your crying

Hajime and Toru were sitting in the second row on your side of the aisle, pretending that they couldn’t feel the sharp gazes from your family and friends. They had some nerve showing up to your wedding, despite being invited, especially after spending five or so years treating you like an outsider in your own relationship. The reception itself hadn’t yet started, Atsumu had just stepped onto stage- his twin right beside him as the best man.

It's a sign of the times

Atsumu was looking incredibly dapper in his midnight blue suit, his blonde hair combed perfectly to the side. He looked incredibly anxious, whispering to his brother if he looked alright. Hajime thought it was a stupid question- obviously he looked great- but then again he supposed he would have done the same, had he been in Atsumu’s shoes.

Welcome to the final show

Toru’s gaze flitted to the front row where your parents and close friends were sitting. Some were commenting on his and Hajime’s choice to attend the wedding still, but it was your mother’s words that surprised him.

“I’m glad it’s Atsumu (s)he’s marrying, he’ll treat them right.” That woman had been like his aunty since childhood, hearing her say that caused another crack in his heart.

Hope you're wearing your best clothes

His suit’s collar felt like it was strangling him, Hajime reached up to loosen it slightly. Despite doing so, he still found that he had trouble breathing.

You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky

The trainer wondered if he and Toru would go to hell for breaking your heart- only to mend it again with false promises, for telling you that they loved you when it had been lust the whole time.

You look pretty good down here

Maybe they were already damned to an eternity in hell. 

But you ain't really good 

They were good liars- him and Toru- maybe that’s why they were able to lie to you, to themselves, and to each other. Lied about their true feelings, convinced themselves it was lust and not love. 

If we never learned, we been here before

It felt familiar, Toru thought, being here, like when he got invited to weddings in the past and he’d only bring Hajime as his plus one. 

“You wouldn’t enjoy it Y/n- so I’ll just bring Haji okay? We’ll be back in no time- I promise!” The brunette had told you mournfully, as if they weren’t going to be staying in the Bahama’s for a week in order to attend a wedding. Now that he thinks about it, all the fees were covered- they totally could have brought you if they wanted.

Why are we always stuck and running from

He pretended he didn’t hear the hitch of your breath once his back was turned to you, not wanting to deal with your water works. 

‘It’s fine,’ he had told himself, ‘(s)he’s just being dramatic.’ It’s not like it was the first time they’ve gone without Y/n after all. 

The bullets

The bullets

We never learned, we’ve been here before

Yes, it was a familiar sight. Sitting together side by side in a wedding venue, awaiting the arrival of the bride/groom. Yet, there was a stark difference this time. This wedding wasn’t for just some coworker or old friend, this was your wedding. 

Why are we always stuck and running from

The bullets

The bullets

Just stop your crying

Someone squeezed his hand- it was Hajime- his normally piercing olive green eyes were cloudy with unshed tears. They hadn’t even laid eyes on you yet and the two of them were already ready to start sobbing. Semi Eita- who had been one of your close friends in high school- gave them a judgmental look.

It's a sign of the times

‘Why are you two crying? You had plenty of chances before now. Get over it.’ His fiery gaze told them, it was then directed elsewhere- since the music had started and the groomsmen and bridesmaids began streaming down the aisle. It was a little later than usual, apparently there had been an issue with the flower girl- so they had the wedding party wait a moment.

We gotta get away from here

We gotta get away from here

Just stop your crying

Others were tearing up all around them, but Hajime and Toru remained ignorant to them. The ring bearer- a little boy- they recognized him as your siblings youngest son, since they had accompanied you to see him be born. The kid was about six or seven now, and he was every bit as charming as you were.

It will be alright

He strode down the aisle proudly, chin raised in a way that reminded them of you. When you were feeling particularly stubborn or prideful, you would raise your chin just like that. 

They told me that the end is near

Next up was the flower girl- or flower girls. Hajime didn’t recognize them whatsoever, they must have been around your nephews age. It was likely that they were from Atsumu’s side of the family. The girls scattered white rose petals down the aisle, it was a magical sight- watching them flutter to the ground. 

We gotta get away from here

They had been expecting this moment, ever since they agreed to attend the wedding.

Just stop crying

To his right, he heard Toru stifle a sob. 

Have the time of your life

It was you. Hajime couldn’t remember when he last saw that smile on your face. You were donned in white, smiling from ear to ear- hair done perfectly, eyes tearing up- but for a different reason from them. You were happy. Excited. Today was the day, not sparing them a glance, the only person who mattered to you was at the end of the aisle, waiting for you to join him. 

Breaking through the atmosphere

Taking a step onto the raised platform, facing Atsumu, you let the tears fall. Unbeknownst to you, Toru and Hajime cried alongside you.

Things are pretty good from here

“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join Miya Atsumu and L/n Y/n in matrimony commended to be honorable among all; and therefore is not to be entered into lightly but reverently, passionately, lovingly and solemnly. Into this - these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together - let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”

Remember everything will be alright

Toru’s entire body tensed up. Hajime placed a firm hand on the setter’s thigh, preventing him from even considering objecting. Semi cast the two of them a evil look, promising violence should they dare to object.

We can meet again somewhere

 "Miya Atsumu and L/n Y/n, if it is your desire to take the vows which will legally unite you at this time, please respond, 'It is,’.”

Somewhere far away from here

Atsumu and you continue staring lovingly at one another, not even hesitating a second before saying “It is.”

If we never learned, we been here before

“Do you, Miya Atsumu, take L/n Y/n to be your lawfully wedded wife/husband? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

The entire audience held their breath in anticipation- as if there were any reason to doubt his love for Y/n. Even Toru and Hajime couldn’t find it within them to wish he declined. Y/n deserved a loving husband- even if it was just one person- so long as he would dedicate himself to her/him entirely.

Why are we always stuck and running from

“Course I do.”

The bullets

Everyone’s gazes fell upon you.

The bullets

“Do you, L/n Y/n , take Atsumu Miya, to be your lawfully wedded husband? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

We never learned, we been here before

You’re wiping your tears away, that wide smile- Hajime realizes that in all his years of knowing you he has never seen you this happy- never slipping from your face. 

Why are we always stuck and running from

“I do.”

The bullets

The ring bearer comes up, shining rings placed a top the red, velvet pillow.

The bullets

Toru’s never hated red as much as he does now. Not even when he was playing desperately against Japan during the Olympics.

Just stop your crying

“Atsumu, please take the ring you have selected for Y/n. As you place it on her/his finger, repeat after me: 'With this ring, I thee wed.’”

It’s a sign of the times

Your groom picks up your shining gold and diamond wedding ring/band and delicately slips it on your ring finger. 

We gotta get away from here

“Y/n, I’ve been enraptured by yer beauty since the first time I saw ya. Even before I fell for ya I’ve always admired how kind hearted and understandin’ ya were. There’s not enough words t’ capture or explain my love for ya. So I want to spend the rest of my life tryin. Yer it for me Y/n... so I can say without a second thought. With this ring, I thee wed.” He murmurs, salty tears spill from his eyes. He’s finally going to get the s/o of his dreams, he realizes. 

We gotta get away from here

Hajime and Toru hold onto each other with vice like grips. They realize it too. There’s no do overs.

Just stop your crying

“Y/n, please take the ring you have selected for Atsumu. As you place it on his finger, repeat after me: 'With this ring, I thee wed.’”

It will be alright

Your hand reaches for the single wedding band still resting on the pillow. It shines brilliantly between your fingers. 

They told me that the end is near

“Atsumu, you’ve been there for me time and time again. You lifted me off the ground when I was broken, kissed my tears away from my eyes, and helped me learn how to love again. You’ve seen me at my best and my worst and loved me through it all. And it’s with complete faith and love that I say this. With this ring, I thee wed.” Atsumu’s wedding band matches yours, and slides on his finger perfectly.

We gotta get away from here

If we never learned, we been here before

The vows had been short but sweet. Toru would have been able to recite a whole paper- had he stood in Atsumu’s shoes. 

Why are we always stuck and running from

“Seeing as the two of you have consented together in holy wedlock, and have witnessed the same before God and this company, by authority vested in me by the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife/husband. You may kiss your bride/groom!”

The bullets

But he’s not in Atsumu’s shoes.

The bullets

You yank Atsumu down and press a passionate kiss to his lips, throwing your arms around his neck to pull him closer. He reciprocates immediately- all tongue and open mouthed. Neither of you pay any mind to the fact that everyone is watching you make out. All you see is each other. 

We never learned, we’ve been here before

Neither is Hajime. 

Why are we always stuck and running from

The bullets

The bullets

There’s no second chances.

We don't talk enough

No talking it over.

We should open up

You weren’t L/n Y/n any longer.

Before it's all too much

You’re now Miya Y/n.

Will we ever learn?

Devoted to and utterly in love with Miya Atsumu.

We've been here before

Is this what it had been like for you?

It's just what we know

Watching the two of them be so in love- eyes locked on each other- with no care in the world about who was watching.

Stop your crying baby

About who they were hurting.

It's a sign of the times

They didn’t even get the chance to ask why you did it- why you stuck around for so long and loved them, despite them not feeling the same. 

Now they never would get that chance again.

We gotta get away

We got to get away

We got to get away

We got to get away

We got to get away

We got to, we got to

We got to, we got to

We got to, we got to

#iwaizumi x reader #oikawa x reader x iwaizumi #oikawa toru x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa angst #semi eita is a good friend

[allthefilmsiveseenforfree]

Waitress

I’m not sure how I missed Waitress when it first came out - it certainly seems like something my friends and I would have picked up from Redbox in college. If it was Focus Features or Fox Searchlight Pictures, we were all over it, so I really don’t know what happened here. I’ve been tangentially aware of this film for ages, even more so after the hit Broadway musical, so I was really looking forward to watching it when Wes requested it. I knew it was a sweet little dramedy about a waitress (Keri Russell) in a diner who makes pies and gets pregnant but there had to be something more to it for it to have the long-reaching pop cultural impact it’s had, right? Well...

This is one of those perfect little indie movies that makes me glad to be a cinephile and reviewer. Everything about this film was clearly created with so much care and craftsmanship that it makes it impossible not to love it wholeheartedly. The script is fantastic, a quick-witted, twisting thing that never quite goes where you expect, and the performances are pitch-perfect, grounded in real love for a specific place and for women. Women who are mothers, who are friends, who make pies, who fall in love, who make mistakes, who are stuck, who are free. WOMEN. Adrienne Shelly wrote, directed, and starred in this love letter to women and her vision is what makes this movie what it is in every frame.

Some thoughts:

Not since Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory have the opening credits of a film made batter pouring look so good. I don’t even really like pie that much but goddamn now I want some pie.

Jeremy Sisto does an excellent job in this as Jenna’s abusive husband Earl, which makes sense as Sisto was the master of playing manipulative, controlling assholes circa 2003-2006. 

This is a crackling script - it feels very Gilmore Girls meets Steel Magnolias. Snappy dialogue, lots of banter back and forth, with that sharp Southern wit.

Andy Griffith! I love Andy Griffith and always have. I spent more Saturday and Sunday mornings than I can recount watching The Andy Griffith Show with my dad, and just seeing his face onscreen takes me back to a very warm and secure feeling from childhood.  

I can definitely see how this was made into a musical. The film score is lovely, lilting piano, there’s the perfect set up for an “I want” song, the small town vibes would lead to great ensemble pieces at the opening and closing of a two-act structure, and Jenna’s fellow waitresses (Shelly and Cheryl Hines, both of whom are fantastic) form a sort of Greek chorus for all the proceedings.

Ogie (Eddie Jemison, whom I only know from the Ocean’s trilogy and who was so surprisingly delightful here) and his spontaneous tidbit that rhymes is annihilating me. 

I don’t think I really was familiar with Keri Russell’s work, other than a brief guest spot on Scrubs, but she is fantastic in this. Jenna is smart, driven, creative, no-nonsense, and supportive. And I love love LOVE that she doesn’t want to be a mother. She says it perfectly, she respects the baby’s right to thrive and does nothing to harm it but she doesn’t want it and doesn’t want to be a mother. Not all women do. And she doesn’t want to be saved. I can’t imagine how important seeing Jenna onscreen would be for countless women who are stuck in relationships they don’t want to be in, who fear becoming a mother, or who simply don’t want to.

Y’all! You live in a small town!! You can’t just be kissing all willy nilly everywhere! 

Good god the honking - I can’t think of a more indicative behavior that Earl is a 100% grade A jackass than the constant horn honking. What a perfectly awful character choice. 

Nathan Fillion is so so good as a romantic lead. His Dr. Pomatter is exactly the right amount of good-looking, masculine but not aggro, compassionate but not a sap - he feels like an accessible fairy tale, just a solidly good dude. But I have to say, it’s pretty disturbing that almost every single person in this movie is married and having an affair. Obviously Jenna’s situation is one that makes sense: she’s living in poverty under the thumb of a controlling and abusive husband and she’s fucking pregnant. For women like that, divorce may as well be a trip to the moon for how accessible it feels. But Dr. Pommatter is a doctor who makes a good living, he’s a newcomer in town (so there’s no fear of judgment or excommunication), and he has no kids. C’mon, man, just get a divorce or approach your wife about ethical nonmonogamy. It’s the 21st century, man, get it together. 

At the end of the credits, there’s a note “In Loving Memory of Adrienne Shelly” which prompted me to look her up and this was the worst movie trivia I’ve discovered since I looked up the little girl from Poltergeist. Writer/director/co-star Adrienne Shelly was murdered by a random construction worker in her apartment building between the time this movie was completed and its release. Discovering that made me sad in a way that’s difficult to articulate because this film treats women with the respect and nuance and joyful care that the world so rarely does. Shelly’s death turns Jenna’s triumphant reclamation of her life into a fantasy, something that only happens in movies. I’m just so fucking devastated that we’ll never get to know what other stories she had to tell.

I can see why this film grew into something greater than the sum of its parts. It’s wildly different from anything I’ve ever seen, and its behind-the-scenes story has turned it into something incredibly bittersweet - much like The Dark Knight or RENT, its story is made even more powerful by the loss of its creator. I’m so glad I got to experience it with fresh eyes and an open heart, because it is a new favorite that I know I will revisit again and again.

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[fayeimara]

Kuroo Tetsuro || Freefall

*Song Scenario | Inspired by Devil Eyes by Hippie Sabotage*

PAIRING. Kuroo Tetsuro x you

GENRE. Fluff

WARNINGS. Suggestive content

The breeze shifts through and lifts your hair, cooling the surface of your body from the midsummer heat, as you stand at the peak of the bluffs and stare down into the dark, seemingly eerie depths of the bay. Joyful squeals and deep hollers echo around you, an erratic staccato from both your group and another, at times torn away with the wind.

"Scared?" The amused mono-syllabic question tears you away from your contemplation and you lock eyes with one of the boys from the other group, his golden gaze searing into yours, somehow more scorching than the sun high in the sky above you.

"Not exactly." You tilt your head back and close your eyes before you answer with what you know he just may never understand, "Just working myself up."

He laughs a little, but it's not mocking.. or confused, it's actually appreciative like he's already caught your vibe, "You're building the apprehension."

Your eyes pop open and slide over to him again in surprise, "Exactly."

"More of an adrenaline rush with the anticipation, the deeper you psyche yourself out."

"Before letting go and freefalling."

"Wow." He definitely sounds appreciative and his unusual gemlike eyes are burning with a curious desire, "Can I join you?"

You finally smile then, just a curl of your lips up, and tilt your head in a silent answer.

The two of you stand at the edge and look over, enjoying the sharp tug of the breeze, even when it threatens to shove you over without your choice in the matter. Studying the churning water below and savouring the sounds of excitement emanating from your friends behind you as people inconsistently dive in. Allowing it all to weave together and spiral into the most natural high.

"Kuroooo!" You're startled as a tan, black and whited haired blur passes just by you, breaking your balance and threatening to drag you over with him.

The guy next to you grabs your elbow to steady you, heat from his hand curling into your skin, as he laughs at his exuberant friend who literally hurls himself off the cliff, jumping incredibly high and reaching a near impossible peak before he begins to drop in.

You can't help but laugh too, because that was just beautiful to see, and then take a deep, smiling breath before looking over to the boy called Kuroo and state, "I'm ready to fall."

His eyes widen at your choice of words but you just smirk and back up for your own approach. Your friends get louder, calling out your name and cheering you on as a wide grin takes over your previous unreadable face.

You take two steps only to find your way blocked by the towering stranger, "You said I could join you."

"Yeah, for the buildup..?" You blink in confusion but he's already prepared with his counter as if he expected your response.

"Will you let me 'fall' with you? Just say jump and I won't even ask how high." He grins unabashedly and you twist your lips to try and hide your answering smile.

"I'm not holding hands with you or anything." You concede with a shrug even as you narrow your eyes on him. But he just laughs before leaning in and trapping you in that mesmerizing gaze again, this time too close to escape with force of will alone.

"Who said I'd hold you while you fell?" His voice is low and teasing.

You roll your eyes and cut back, "Not you, I guess, asking a complete stranger if you can fall with her."

"A completely gorgeous stranger, sure." His sly grin sends another rush of heat through you, as if you weren't close to a heat stroke anyways.

"Right. And I'm still supposed to believe you don't want to hold my hand when we fall, like some cheesy meet-cute."

"Bold of you to call this a meet-cute."

"Isn't it, though?" You raise an eyebrow in challenge, "But what will we tell the kids? Daddy didn't let mommy jump so she pushed him in, I guess."

He does blush then, even while he's laughing in complete awe and amusement at your provocative banter; he's a stunning sight to behold, for sure. Regardless, you smirk in victory as he swallows and runs a hand through his hair, responding, "Sure, let's save that for the next story though. I want be able to tell them we chose to dive right in together first."

"You can tell them that," You shake your head at his flirting and sidestep, starting your run to the edge and calling over your shoulder, "-if you manage to keep up!"

You vault into the open air on your last word, eyes and grin wide as you're momentarily suspended before the breeze turns into a gale force and you're really falling through the space. The water rushes up to you at an unbelievably pace and you slap your hand over the lower half of your face, but just before you close your eyes, you see red shorts and raven-hair drop into the water beside you. And then you're engulfed too, shooting down and opening your eyes to look into the murky nothingness.

Using both your hands to propel yourself up, you finally break through the surface of the water, pushing your hair back and gasping with laughter, and meet eyes with the previously bedheaded boy who's surfaced just in front of you with his hair finally tamed down with the water.

The two of you are so close, you're brushing against each other as you tread but you're both laughing and paying it no mind. No, you're more struck by the way his arm flexes as he moves his hand up to slick his hair back, and the unruly dark strands that escape his attempt and fall back over his right side. Your eyes trace the drops of water as they tip off the ends to grace his cheeks and caress down over his face, neck, and finally chest before rejoining all the other drops that come together and create the bay.

You're so busy observing him, you miss how he watches you in return. He's captivated by the swirling locks of your hair, curling as if they're melting into the ripples of water around you. He can't help but be caught in the curve of your lips as you hold that curious, small smile, the one he saw peek out as he studied you earlier, before making the move to approach the beautiful girl lost in a thrall to the water below her.

He traces his gaze over that smile, wondering how he can continue to entice it forward, along with that beguiling look in your eye, the one that answers the call to adventure with an irresistible sparkle. He's staring directly into your eyes, seemingly lost in his own thoughts, when you finally pull your gaze back to him.

There's a moment of easy silence, spent with mutual, secret smiles and an undeniable connection, before you finally make the move to break away. As you start to swim back towards the sandy shore next to the outcropping of the bluffs, he moves as well, to keep pace next to you, and declares, "Looks like I get to tell the kids how much I liked falling in with you."

You hope you got enough sun on your cheeks today to cover the certain blush at his words. He's definitely a cheeky, persistent one. You don't respond as you reach the shore and he extends a hand out to help you against the current of the waves lapping back and forth from the sand, threatening to drag you with it. You curl your fingers into his with butterflies lifting off somewhere inside as he tugs you forward, but you stumble into him instead, your hand finding his bare chest for balance.

Oh.

Your blush deepens and you can't help but look up in that embarrassing moment to find him looking down at you with a wicked sparkle in those golden eyes and a knowing smirk that remains long after you move your hand and step away, feet sinking into warm grains of sand.

"Well, at this point, I guess we might as well hold hands on the next one." His tone is light and teasing, but still he gives you an out so you look back at him in amusement and he manages a cavalier shrug, trailing behind you as you both head for the path back up to the bluffs, "For the kids, you know."

You decide you've been at a little more of a disadvantage in this game between the two of you and throw back, "But I never promised I'd hold you when you fell?"

"Aw, that's just mean, Kitten. Didn't I just save you from the waves?" His voice is teasing but you refuse to blush at the mention of that too recent intimate moment.

"Says the guy that literally told me the same thing not even ten minutes ago."

You both reach the top before he answers and when he does, it sets off a warmth incomparable to the sun, a warmth you realizing you've been wrapped in and enjoying since his very first word to you.

"I might not always hold you as you fall, you may not even want me to." You feel his warm, callused hand slip into yours as he speaks, moving up beside you again as you both begin to walk back your groups, "But if you let me fall by your side, I swear I'll always be there to catch you."

A/N: I need to figure out how to format these posts :( Anyways, I don't know how I feel about this one either, but I hope you guys enjoy it :) <3

If you liked reading this and decide you want more Kuroo (or Haikyuu boys in general), feel free to check out my Meant To Be SMAU series!

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[falsegoodnight]

part one of my december fic rec! this list encompasses the fics i’ve read from the 1st to the 15th so half of this month! (mostly just the first week and a half though because FINALS!) 

there’s still twenty fics/ficlets on here though which is insane so that’s why i’m splitting my monthly recs into two lists again!

you can find part two here

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✰ (have yourself a) Merry little Christmas by @defencelesst | G | 1k (so so so soft and sweet and perfect!! lottie’s stories always warm my heart!)

There's a saying in Korean culture about how watching the first snow of the year with someone means you're destined to stay together for a long time.

✰ Still by @allwaswell16 | NR | 2k (a timestamp for this series) (so sweet and heartwarming! the PERFECT end to the series!)

Louis has settled into his life in Colorado with Harry, their horses, and of course, Lacey the goat. And now the day has arrived to finally marry the man who makes this place feel like home.

✰ sugary sweet by @soldouthaz | E | 4k (drabble from this series) (hot, hot, hot! did i mention, hot?)

From the corner of his eye he can see every movement. The fire makes Louis’ skin even more golden than usual, the peaks of his nipples dark pink in pale contrast. His chest is already beginning to rise and fall quicker where a blush has bloomed up near his throat from his excitement. His arm is raised, shaking lightly as he holds up the icing can, his mouth parted as he pants softly.

Louis looks ethereal, and Harry’s having a more difficult time than he thought not being able to touch him.

✰ Thank you, five by @nouies | E | 6k (technically a reread) (so so cute and lovely and hot!!!)

“Harry?” He says as soon as he recognises the other man.

“Louis? Wh-what are you doing here?” Harry asks with a frown.

“Well, I’m here for rehearsal,” Louis announces with a proud smile.

There’s a flash of confusion on Harry’s face. “What do you mean rehearsal? I got the part, you didn’t.”

✰ can you keep me close, can you love me most? by @soldouthaz | G | 6k (a drabble from this series) (made me CRY!! love this world and these characters so so much!!!)

“I’m so sorry, Harry. This was supposed to be our night and we were going to eat and then walk around the city and-”

“Lou, it’s alright,” Harry says, “seriously. We can always make another reservation. Don’t worry about it, love.”

“I know, just -” Louis cuts himself off with a sigh.

He knows they can reschedule. It’s not so much that he cares about the reservation, really, or any of the food. His students are so important to him and he’d always drop anything to help them, except that he sort of - well, Louis sort of thought Harry would propose tonight.

✰ singing your praises by @loubellies | E | 6k (really hot and sexy but also cute!)

Prompt 86: Louis rides Harry while wearing his packer’s jersey/sweater and gets his ass ate.

✰ You’ll wait for me only by @tired-eyes-lou | T | 9k (love accidental bonding fics! cute!)

Harry nips at the bondmark on Louis’ neck, Louis’ hands go to his hips, grounding him. He allows himself this, knowing that his Omega needs it too. Harry pulls back, “Go on a date with me.” He rushes out, looking at Louis’ eyes.

Louis laughs and shakes his head. “No, Louis, I’m serious. We’ve bonded for life anyway, might as well try.” Louis looks at him, “You’ve been thinking about this a lot.” Louis points out, Harry nods. “Okay.” Louis says and walks out leaving Harry. “Okay what?!”

✰ Pretty and Pink by @larryinpantiess | E | 13k (cute and lovely! love trucker harry!)

Harry never lets anyone come on the road with him.

Then, a cute hitchhiker, Louis comes around.

✰ show you the stars in the daylight by @yvesaintlourent | E | 13k (AMAZING INCREDIBLE PERFECT! i love childhood best friends and also !! miscommunication !! idiots in love !!) 

Louis has a type and at sixteen and scrawny, it's definitely not his best friend's little brother Harry...ten years later, he changes his mind.

✰ silver linings by @millsxwriting | T | 14k (so cute and sweet :’) as a big fan of emails, this made my heart happy)

As Louis starts his freshman year of college out of state, Harry finishes his last year of high school back home. The distance between California and Arizona has both of them gripping onto everything they can to make their relationship work.

✰ Won’t Keep You My (Dirty Little) Secret by @lovelykits | M | 16k (wow wow wow i adored this!!! louis and harry were both so lovely!)

Louis and Harry have been together since the end of last year and somehow no one knows about it.

✰ The Boy with the Tin Chest and the Glass Heart by @louloubabys1992 | M | 18k (amazing concept and so cute!! love the inclusion of fairy tales in this one too!)

Alpha Harry Styles, world-renowned author of fairy-tales, is being persuaded by the Beta, Liam Payne, to hire a new illustrator. Since Harry’s own illustrations are too graphic for what is supposed to be children’s stories, Liam feels the need is dire. Omega Louis does not agree with Liam since he believes that Harry’s stories are fine just the way they are. Of course this has nothing to do with Louis being totally biased or totally head over heels for Harry. It certainly has nothing to do with being jealous of the mysterious omega illustrator Liam has in mind to team Harry up with.

Seriously, it has nothing to do with that at all. Nothing, absolutely nothing, zilch, nada.

Yeah...

✰ Across the Grey, Salty Sea by @the-cheshire-pussy-cat | E | 20k (incredible!!! the ending made me so emotional ahh)

Prompt 212: Alex from Dunkirk and French escort/prostitute Louis who ends up in Alex’s quarters more nights than not. Alex gives him his dog tag to wear maybe just a lot of smut and dirty talk with Louis being a pretty princess.

✰ blue songs are like tattoos by @loubellies | E | 31k (berkeley chant!! but so so cute and amazing! loved the playlist that went with it too!)

“Good morning, University of California, you’re listening to KALX 90.7 FM Berkeley, this is DJ Harry Styles. If the owner of the tapes I’ve been finding around the studio doesn’t come forward and introduce himself, I’m going to continue tossing them straight in the trash!”

✰ Freeway of Love (In a Pink Cadillac) by @mizzhydes | E | 33k (the plot twist took me off guard but wow!)

Louis was on his way to Miami to visit an old friend. Harry was going there for a little R&R and take in the sights and sounds. A sudden upgrade in seating brought these polar opposites together. The universe works in mysterious ways and they are unknowingly about to embark on an adventure they will surely remember for a lifetime.

✰ Cold As Ice And Everything Nice by @harriblou | M | 41k (this was so sweet and amazing and tender <333 loved it!)

Louis is a professional ice-skater and he meets Harry, who offers to clean the ice for him.

✰ When Our Worlds They Fall Apart by @holdingthornsandroses | E | 42k (louis as leia??? harry as han solo??? amazing perfect incredible! made my heart happy!)

Harry put his hand over his heart as if Louis had wounded him. “You’re so harsh, my liege! Perhaps you need to relieve some tension…” He let his voice trail off suggestively.

“The day I ask YOU to relieve tension is the day I lose all my wits and join the Imperials,” Louis said. “It will never happen.”

✰ A Place With Skeletons by @crazyupsetter | E | 51k (yet another masterpiece from this author. continues to blow me away <3 that one line (you know if you know) still sticks with me today)

“I would choose anyone other than you,” Louis says, picking up his train of thought again. He feels a lot more cornered and defensive when they’re in Harry’s house, for some reason. It doesn’t really make sense, considering that this time, Louis was the one who couldn’t hack it any longer. He broke first. There’s something about being in Harry’s space, though, the green and earthy feeling of it. It should feel like open space with all the plants, but Louis has never felt more claustrophobic than he does when he’s here.

Harry’s chest moves against his back, a sharp intake of air. Before he can open his mouth to defend himself, Louis keeps going, “If I had a choice in any of this, I would have been saved by that elderly security guard over you. I wouldn’t mind having to have the occasional cuddle with her.”

✰ through the wheatfields and the coastlines by @thepolourryexpress | E | 53k (ni was right. i definitely fell in love with cowboy harry but i’m not complaining! this fic had it all and i’ll definitely be rereading this in the future - so so amazing!)

Louis needs inspiration, and a certain cowboy and his lamb are the perfect distraction.

✰ Know I Think You’re Awesome, Right? by @princesshalo​ | E | 60k (amazing amazing amazing! loved the conflict between louis and harry and their dynamic!)

A college AU where Louis is a hippie, very good vibes activist and Harry is a punk, anarchist that always gets involved in violent protests.

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