#also. you're welcome to tell me which song I can do next from the made up album
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Tea Shop
Xie Lian x M!reader x Hua Cheng
Y'all I've been thinking for ages how to make a two person scene a three person scene. What am I supposed to do, make two brides??? So if you have any ideas come bless me with them. 🫵🙃
Previous part: God of Song's second ascension
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After you guide Xie Lian carefully out of the heavens so that he doesn't kill himself by accident . It takes a day to get to a tea shop. It could've taken longer, like three days but you saved yourselves sometimes. Since you can actually have spiritual prowess. The only reason it wasn't any quicker is because Xie Lian demanded you to not overwork yourself and use too much mana.
Xie Lian has always looked simple enough with plain, white robes. You on the other hand have to take on an 'avatar' you don't need anyone noticing you either. So you also dawn white robes, but of course a veil stays on.
You and Xie Lian sit at a table in the corner of the tea shop and you sit across from him. The two of you look over the scroll Ling Wen has given you... it isn't very helpful, but that's alright.
Both yours and Xie Lian's attention is captured by a silver butterfly. It flies across both of you and out the window. When you turn your head your heart almost drops out of your throat. Xie Lian is surprised as well to see two men sitting by you. One sat by you and the other sat by Xie Lian. There's only so much room on these benches after all.
You grimace at their presence. It's not hard to read the spiritual energy from them, they're obvious officials. You glare at them, Xie Lian is much kinder, "Oh uh who are you guys..?"
"Fu Yao" the one by you replies.
"Nan Feng" the one by Xie Lian replies.
You've never side eyed someone so hard in your endless years of life. At the 'Fu Yao' person beside you.
Ling Wen transmits a message to the two of you that they're volunteer officials. You huff inwardly. There's no way anyone from the upper court would offer their deputies from the middle court to help them.
That's because they aren't from the middle court though.
"Well I thank you for your help" Xie Lian says, quickly accepting their new guests.
"Which highnesses sent you?" You ask with narrowed eyes. You know they aren't deputies. Who are you to stress Xie Lian out more though, he already looks horrified when the officials answer his question.
"The palace of Nan Yang"
"The palace of Xuan Zhen"
"..."
Your glare only grows sharper. You've no clue why Mu Qing out of all people would want to help. You also have no idea why he would sit next to you of all people.
"Oh did your generals send you?" Xie Lian asks with a mouthful of tea.
"They didn't know we were coming" they answered in unison.
Xie Lian ponders for a moment, but you're quick to make the two squirm. Just because you can.
"Two officials from the lower court shouldn't go off without permission no? The trouble surely isn't worth it." Your eyes crinkle, as you smile at the two.
Lower court used to be what's now called the middle court. It was changed when whiny officials started complaining it made them seem trivial compared to officials in the upper court. To them an apparent mark to their honor. To you a pathetic attempt to seem important.
"..."
"..."
Your smile widens under your veil when they don't answer. What are they going to say? Their lack of words don't stop Fu Yao from glaring at you or from making Nan Feng squirm in his spot.
Xie Lian ever so kindly saves them, "Well do you know who we are?"
"You're his royal highness the crown prince and he's general /n"
"You're the justice of the mortal realm, the center of the world"
Mu Qing does not regard you at all and rolls his eyes when he answers.
Xie Lian chokes on his tea, "Did he just roll his eyes?"
" He did, tell him to scram" you and Nan Feng say together.
"Any official who was available was welcome to help so who are you to tell me to scram?" Fu Yao sneered. Again his words are only pointed at Nan Feng, not you.
"Ah well more help is better than none right?" Xie Lian smiles.
You sigh and all four of you go over the scroll together.
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Eventually it begins to get dark and all of you will need to find a place to sleep. Long ago, Xie Lian and you would sleep in the streets or on the ground. You put a stop to that. After becoming a powerful enough ghost and god you entreated yourself to your own palace. Not in the heavens though, you chose for it to be in the ghost realm. This was a while before Crimson Rain took over ghost city
Your palace just happened to be in close proximity to it and eventually ghosts started inhabiting themselves. Now all three realms call your palace, "The city of the lost". It's rarely talked about because well it's "lost" not many people find it, your city also doesn't cause trouble. It's just kinda there.
That is where you would usually go though but now you have two more officials with you and you'll be damned if you bring Mu Qing into your city.
"Why don't we find a temple of Nan Yang? I'm sure there's one around." You say, standing next to Xie Lian.
The four of you do eventually find one, it's a little run down but it's good enough. Your attention is dragged away when you notice a girl praying. A girl praying in a temple of Nan Yang? Makes you want to give your heart out.
You can't resist your temptations when Xie Lian asks why the temple has so many women worshippers. It's unusual for a martial god's temple after all. While Nan Feng feels the need to block the question, Fu Yao indulges it.
"I know what you want to ask, you want to ask why there's so many female worshippers right?"
You hold the urge to cackle, and lean in close to Xie Lian's ear. You happily ignore the two officials's glares. You whisper to him, "Xie Lian many women worship Nan Yang's temple so in the future their man will have... Good assets" you giggle into his ear.
For a martial god it isn't normal for many women to pray in their temples. Xie Lian was an exception because he was more of a ' feminine god ' depicted with lotus flowers. You were an exception because of femininity and because you're the God of song. The arts, like dance, drawing, and song were more partaken by women than men. Most martial gods don't have femininity, so rare for women's prayers.
You stay close to Xie Lian's side as Fu Yao judges the poor girl to pieces, calling her ugly. Xie Lian sighs, "You can't talk about girls like that Fu Yao" but you can tell Xie Lian is thinking the same thing. You snicker placing a hand on your hip.
Xie Lian notices a slash in the girl's dress, he tries to offer her his outer robe so that she can cover herself but of course she freaks out. She moves to slap Xie Lian but why would you just stand there? You grab her wrist and throw her to the side. 'throw' is an overstatement it was truly a nudge.
Once Xie Lian tells her she has a slash in her dress she finally accepts his robe and then runs out of the Temple.
Now Xie Lian's undressed. Bandages over his chest, and neck can be seen now. Nan Feng and Fu Yao stare in quiet shock. You on the other stare in admiration. Xie Lian is undeniably beautiful. You chuckle softly and remove your outer robe, unlike Xie Lian you have an under robe on. You move it over Xie Lian's shoulders.
"Should've let her run out with the slash in her dress. It's just like you to give the clothes off your back, A-Lian" you hum softly. Xie Lian smiles in thanks and puts on your robe.
He does look very pretty especially in your clothes.
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The next day all four of you go back to the tea shop. You aren't paying attention to the conversation about Mount Yunjin. You'd much rather pay attention to Wèizhī. The two birds hop around on the table and chirp away.
You decided to bring them today, simply because they bring you peace of mind. Of course they aren't only birds they're much more than that. Anyone would know if they're close to you, and they've seen the earring hiding behind your long hair.
Right now they're birds though and you'd much rather chirp away with the Magpies then pretend to chat with the officials next to you.
It isn't until loud drums and a gathered crowd outside has all four of you going outside to check it out. A line of men outside carrying a sedan is what the crowd is gathered for. As for the last inside the sedan... She looks like her neck has been snapped. It proves so when a fake head rolls to yours and Xie Lian's feet.
"Ew" you sneer and quickly kick it away. You assume whatever these mortals are doing is connected with the Ghost Groom. You stand to the side however as Wèizhī perches on your shoulders.
"If I was a ghost groom I'd kill the entire group for sending such an ugly thing to me" Fu Yao comments in disgust and rolls his eyes
"Fu Yao you aren't talking like an immortal should." Xie Lian said. "And can you fix that eye-rolling habit of yours? Why don't you set a small target for yourself first and only roll five days or something like that?"
" Set it fifty times a day and it still won't be enough!" Nan Feng yells
"Leave Fu Yao alone, if he rolls them hard enough maybe they'll fall out on their own." You add, with a snicker.
You're interrupted by yelling, one of the men in the group yelling about how it's useless and that they should just charge into Mount Yunjin and dragging an ugly freak out. They all hoot in agreement.
"Ugly Freak? Shopkeeper what are they talking about?" Xie Lian asks
The tea master explains, "The ghost groom has such an ugly appearance that no woman loves it, so he wears bandages around his face. That is why he kidnaps brides."
"Just because his face is wrapped in bandages doesn't mean it's ugly. There's a possibility it's so beautiful that it doesn't want others to see it, so he covers it up" Fu Yao says.
When Fu Yao quickly glances at you, you ignore. This isn't about you and you know that Fu Yao is truly a prick. No need to make something out of nothing.
Your group's attention is caught when the same girl from yesterday begging them not to go do anything dangerous and a man bitching at her because she refused to join them.
You don't care about anyone's affairs unless it has something to do with Xie Lian. You perk in attention when the man pushes the girl roughly, Xie Lian ever so kindly catches her.
Xie Lian uses Rou'ye to smack down the man and then just as quickly hides back in Xie Lian's sleeve. You snicker softly at the slumped man in the dirt. The man is not happy though, he's having none of it. He brandishes his sword and yells that Xie Lian is using wicked magic.
Nan Feng uses his palm to snap a wooden pillar of the tea shop and the group of men run in fear. You side eye Nan Feng. You have mixed opinions on him, but even after so long... "You're still just a brute dummy. You're paying for that" you smile behind the veil and return to Xie Lian's side.
The four of you eventually head back to the temple. With newly acquired information from Ling Wen, you now know that you're going to need a fake bride. However you can't use any mortals since it's a wrath level ghost.
"Well if we can't use women we'll have to use men" said Fu Yao.
"What man is going to want to dress up as a bride?" Nan Feng sighs.
The two suddenly have the same idea and look over to you and Xie Lian.
"???"
"No." You glare.
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Nighttime, the temple of Nan Yang.
You watch as Xie Lian walks from the back in a brides dress, hair down and flowing. You sigh into your hand. It doesn't look like a bride at all
Nan Feng has a more extreme reaction, "Fuck!" He just can't stand to see Xie Lian in a brides dress, it's awful.
Fu Yao scans Xie Lian with a complicated look.
"Do you have something you wish to say?" He asked
Fu Yao nodded "if someone sent a woman like this to me..."
"you'd kill the whole town was it?" You snicker.
"No I'd kill the woman." Fu Yao replied frigidly.
Xie Lian smiles, "Then thank goodness I'm not the woman."
You hum, "A-Lian let me help you, obviously these two have and never will see a bride in their lives" you smile, "not unless it's each other..." You mutter the last part out.
"Excuse me..." The four of them look at the voice. It's the girl from earlier. She has a white robe in her hand and stands with trepidation. "I've washed these clothes to return them to you and thank you so much for yesterday and today"
You see Xie Lian smiles in response but suddenly remembers his attire.
"Are you... if you want I can help?" She asks, no longer shy.
"No miss you misunderstand this isn't a hobby of mine" Xie Lian laughs nervously.
You on the other hand are happy with this development. "Yes! Come help us."
And so that began Xie Lian's makeover. The girl has a sewing kit on her and helps Xie Lian fit into his dress. You do Xie Lian's hair - you do it all the time anyways - and together the two of you do Xie Lian's makeup. After you're finished with him, he looks like a proper bride and a damn good one too. If you weren't a ghost there would be a blush on your cheeks.
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Guys. If anyone has actually read all of these parts I need y'all to tell me if Y/n is making sense. 😭 Like do we understand the background and his character? Do we understand the b i r d s?
Time gap between here and first glance
First Glance
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I Know - (Astarion x Reader)
Post-ascension angst, where Tav leaves Astarion. (Also Gale makes an interesting appearance??)
tw - mentions of sex, mentions of drinking, themes of death, grief, rebounds
Recommended Song: cardigan - Taylor Swift
It's been a long three decades. Sure, compared to two centuries it's barely anything, but two centuries of a man leaves quite the impression. It's been thirty years since he told you how much he appreciated your support with that damned drow Araj, thirty years since you stood in the shadow-cursed lands holding hands, wrapping your arms around him and his shaking figure. You could recite that entire conversation from memory, how he held back tears saying that not sleeping with you almost sounded like a challenge. It's also been thirty years since you lost him.
You're in that sad old graveyard, sitting by Astarion's 'tombstone.' It's been exactly thirty years since he left, since you lost the love of your life to rancid fate. Cazador was there, lying fearful on the floor of his palace, and Astarion had that damn ritual dagger.
"You'll be just like him if you do this, you'll lose yourself in it."
You pleaded, almost screaming. Your fellow companions simply watched, knowing if anyone could convince him it would be you.
"But no one will hurt me again Tav. You'd deny me that?"
"You can be safe in my embrace, or safe in this ritual, but you can only choose one."
"You said-"
"I know what I said. But this? You can't do this and be the man I love."
He's practically ignoring Cazador now, knowing he's already won.
"We could have everything my love, I can only have everything I want if I have you."
"I won't have you if you do this, I'll have a master. You and I both don't want to see it come to that, me fall to your whim, you become what you despise."
You know in that moment, that the words don't matter. You're fighting a losing battle, one in which the words only pour in one ear and out the other. Stubborn, one thing he's always been. And yet you don't blame him one bit.
"I'm sorry Tav. I can't risk this, I can't live in fear anymore."
Anger, sorrow, guilt, numbness. The water fills your eyes.
"I know."
The memory fades, knowing you walked away without a word, that his cries of 'I love you' fell on deaf ears. You went to Waterdeep with Gale for a while, while he packed up all his things to move to Baldur's Gate.
"You did everything you could've, you know that right?"
His words woke you from a warm cup of tea, Tara rubbing against your leg.
"It wouldn't have mattered what I did Gale. He knew what he wanted before I spoke a damn word."
It manifested as anger for a long time, for probably five years it was nothing but rage. You lived with Gale for those five years, complex relations. Looking back on it, he probably deserves an apology. You overstayed your welcome, crossed your own boundaries to try and heal invincible wounds. He knew you were grieving, that it was impossible for you to truly love him in those moments, but he let his hopeless romanticism get in the way of the truth. You'd be lying if you said there weren't nights that you closed your eyes, imagining a very different man than who was before you. Rage makes a good, passionate lover though, reckless nights, drunken stupors, meaningless whispers that made his hair stand on end. Just like Astarion, getting what you want to avoid what you need.
After five years of 'what are we?'s and screaming matches and intimate moments, he kicked you out, knowing he was a plaything, just like he was to Mystra. You tried coming back, tried telling sweet lies to suppress that anger deep inside, but he knew better. You spent the next ten years wandering aimlessly, sleeping with strangers, occasionally staying with an old friend. Not your old companions though, who heard of what you'd done to Gale. You received many messages expressing their disgust in you, how Astarion's choices didn't need to make you a monster too. After those ten years of drifting between bodies and jobs, you tried to get back on your feet, buying a small apartment in the city.
It was around this time that you started noticing the vampire spawn crawling the city streets at night. Hard not to recognize them after a whirlwind romance with one. They would try to approach you, and you'd simply walk away, knowing they had some message from your ex-lover, knowing Astarion knew you were still in the city. Over the last fifteen years you slowly put your life back together, avoiding any communications from the vampire lord. You tried to fall in love a million times, only ending in tears and heartache, never truly finding what you lost. You even tried writing to Gale, telling him you were sorry, telling him he deserved better. He never wrote back.
Sitting in the graveyard now, it's the first time you've visited his grave in thirty years. You slowly let the sorrow unravel, the tears fall, the emotions run wild like ghosts from the nearby crypts. You're screaming at the empty grave, knowing there's no body, knowing he got everything and you were left with nothing. You could piece together old parts of yourself, but you'd remember his betrayal for a million lifetimes. In all the rage, you see the first time you were intimate again after everything at Moonrise Towers, how he said this was the first time he truly felt alive since he died. Ecstasy, teeth in your throat, hands grasping hair. That night you went til the sun rose, staying wrapped up in each other whispering sweet nothings and giving each other things you'd never imagined taking from someone else. The screams die in your throat, and they turn into soft whimpers, salty tears in your sleeves.
That's when you feel steps behind you, and a body lightly sitting next to you, not daring reach out.
"You came, after all this time. Surprise after surprise with you."
"I didn't come for you. I came to let you go."
"I figured, after hearing you yell at nothing but thin air."
Astarion chuckles, that old joy in his laugh long gone. You don't turn to meet his gaze, knowing he's taking your image in.
"You have to stop sending your messengers. I'm not going to respond."
You try to be cold, try to remember why you're here.
"But wouldn't it be nice to at least stop by? See what I've done with the place."
"No."
That's when he tries to wrap his arm around your shoulder, and you shrivel away from his touch.
"Come now, I may have a consort now but it's not as if they're anything like you. You're the last missing piece Tav, the last thing I need."
Those honeyed words, the same he used on you forever ago at the tieflings' party.
"I'm the last thing you want. You have everything you could ever need."
"I suppose that's true darling."
There's silence, the static air of the graveyard and the scent of overgrowth.
"For what it's worth, I'm sorry."
He meant it back then, but not now. It was a ploy to get you wrapped around his finger again, so you could be some furniture piece in a palace that was never meant to be his. You smirk, realizing you've won. No matter how happy he is with this power, no matter how no one could ever hurt him again, he'll never have that last piece. He'll never have you, and it will haunt him for centuries to come, that last piece of the man used to be.
"I know."
And the same way you did thirty years ago, you walk away without another word, finally feeling some peace, knowing he will never have you, knowing he can have all the safety he wants, but it comes at the price of love. Somewhere deep down though, you know he did what he thought he had to, that he was petrified, that you couldn't offer him the safety ascension could. And somehow you don't blame him, even now. Maybe that's a part of letting go, coming to peace with being left behind. You don't know how long he stayed in the graveyard afterward, if he stared at his tombstone wondering who he used to be, wondering what those feelings for you truly were. All he knows it there's something out of place, and it will never be fixed. In the end, he lost. You both lost, but you were done playing the game. The sun rises, and you walk home, not letting yourself cry any longer. It's over. Thirty years later, and it's finally over.
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Heya! I just got into Sleep Token and I'm enamored! Do you know of any links to posts or anything that talk about the characters and their personalities onstage? I'm having trouble differentiating between III and IV (I know II is the drummer) and I want to learn more about them!
Also, is it pronounced Two, Three, and Four, or Second, Third, and Fourth?
Hi and welcome! 😊 Glad to see a new fan of the band. For the sake of clarity, I'll answer your second question first. The Sleep Token lore technically dubs them all Vessel 1, Vessel 2, etc. so it's my understanding that fans started calling the other band members Two, Three, and Four, and used Roman numerals for their monikers.
TLDR: This Weblink has almost all of Sleep Token's lore, and This Video also has almost all of Sleep Token's lore. The easiest way to tell III and IV apart from each other is by their instruments and height. III plays bass and is taller than the rest of the band. IV plays guitar and is shorter than the rest of the band (except for II, he is the shortest of the four).
I'll be honest, I also had trouble differentiating between III and IV when I first got into the band. Up until very recently, they wore similar outfits, too, which made pictures difficult to tell them apart. You can always tell via the instrument they're holding (if it's visible). III is the bassist and IV is the guitarist. Another way to tell depends on which side of the stage they are standing on. 85% of the time III is stage right, in front of the choir (Vesselettes) and IV is stage left, in front of II's drum set. My favorite way to tell them apart (before it just became secondhand nature to know which was which) was if the musician had a bun under his mask or not. IV's hair is relatively concealed beneath his mask, but III has longer hair and puts it up into a bun to keep it all in place under his mask during rituals.
The neck of III's bass is kind of in the way of the back of IV's head in the second photo, but here are two examples of the bun shape that III has. This is also a good way to tell them apart if they're standing next to each other, or, in this case, kissing. III is extremely tall and will always be taller than any other band member unless he's crouching or leaning over. If the two aren't standing near each other, you can always use Vessel as a measuring stick.
The photo on the left probably isn't the best reference, but trust me, III is about 5 centimeters taller than Vessel, he's just leaning back. The photo on the right also probably isn't the best since Vessel and IV are both just dark shapes lol, but at least it's obvious that Vessel is taller than IV.
The band as a whole is anonymous so you might not find much in the way of personalities, even of their stage personas. If you're willing to read up on the Sleep lore itself, you can do that here (this is a link to boolintunes.com). Or, if you'd prefer to watch a friendly, lecture-style video, there is this one here on YouTube. Persona-wise the most concise I can give you is this:
Vessel is very emotional. That is evident by the lyrics he writes, but doubly so when he is in front of an audience. He will cry, he will laugh, he will do silly dances, and he will hype up his bandmates. It's evident that he loves what he does, but he is also extremely humble about it. All of the love his fans give him he makes sure to give back 110% (the fact that he manages to do it without speaking is impressive in itself).
II is a beast, like no joke. This man has got to have started playing drums before he could walk, I swear. He, like Vessel, obviously loves what he does, has a blast, and also gives zero fucks while doing it. He will sit at his drum set and kick out beats while drinking Red Bull and Diet Coke through his mask 🤣🤣 During moments in songs where there is little to no percussion he'll often stand up and react to the lyrics Vessel sings. He also comes to the front of the stage at the very end of rituals to hype up the crowd and hand out his used drumsticks and sometimes even a drum head.
III is the most animated of the guys. I will often refer to him as the "main character" of Sleep Token because he is always front and center. This has also earned him the fandom nickname of Bassy Boi. I've seen him do everything from windmill headbang, to run in place, to high kick, to jumping up and down for 30+ seconds straight. He also has a knack for yelling at fans. There is a compilation video on YouTube here for reference. Also! Something I forgot to mention earlier in telling III and IV apart: III almost always has on his iconic checkered socks in the most recent shows.
IV (at least the current IV) is probably the most reserved and collected on stage (fun fact, there were two other IVs in Sleep Token before our current IV, I wrote about that here), In earlier shows he played with the band, around 2021/2022, he used to be fairly shy. Sometimes IV would stand off to the very side of the stage and let Vessel and III have all the attention. Luckily he's seemed to get past his shyness and has become much more of a crowd pleaser. He'll often do things like serenade the crowd (a bit like II does, only a lot closer since there's no drum set in the way), get roped into Vessel's or III's chaotic stage antics, or, you know, tease pulling his mask off in front of an entire music festival crowd.
#asks#answered#sleep token#iii sleep token#iv sleep token#iii#iv#a little bit of vessel and ii also#sleepanon rant#photography#gif#oh whoops i wrote a book#my bad craftysquidz#i really hope this helps#and so sorry this took so long for me to respond to#also if anyone has anything to add to this#PLEASE DO IT🖤🖤🖤
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I haven't stopped listening to Mr Sandman since the end of the serie, can you do a one shot where F!Reader is quietly singing(unconsciously) the song and Morpheus asks him what is that? please
Fandom: The Sandman
A/N: Not really a oneshot because the scenario isn't detailed enough for one, but here's little something I wrote from your prompt.
Also a note that this is the last Morpheus request I have in my inbox rn, but you're welcome to send more! It's kinda weird how I don't crush on him (yet?) but I've really enjoyed writing for him for some reason as I build my queue and see the love they get (which encourages me to write more) so more requests for him are welcome 😊 Reminder that you may also use my prompt lists if you don't have ideas of your own!
Word count: 627
Visiting Morpheus' palace every night as your physical self was comfortably wrapped up in your bed was something you didn't think would happen. You were surprised that it had happened so often, but Morpheus had told you that he liked having company and since you had shown him so much kindness, he wanted to offer you company too.
In the Waking World, you were quite lonely. There were some people you saw on a regular basis—your work colleagues, neighbors, acquaintances—but they all had their own lives outside of yours. The few friends you made only ever called or met when there was an occasion, which made you feel unappreciated and like you were contacted only if someone was bored, not because people actually wanted to talk to you.
You had told this to Morpheus when you were plotting freeing him from his glass prison, knowing how he was treated in there and the moment you had learned he was there purely because Roderick Burgess was greedy for power, and not because he had done something horrible, you started laying out a plan of freeing him. He didn't speak, and seemed to doubt your honesty until you actually filled your promise, but now he did trust you. He enjoyed you sitting there with him as he worked. Sometimes you read, sometimes you doodled something or then you spoke with him if he wasn't too busy.
Tonight, you seemed to be deep in thought as you doodled into a parchment of paper, smiling softly at each stroke. Morpheus was deep in his own work, but he was distracted as he heard you hum a tune.
"Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream, make him the cutest that I've ever seen, give him the word that I'm not a rover, then tell him that his lonesome nights are over, dum dum dum..."
He frowned as he lifted his gaze at you, and you noticed it and realised the next moment what you had just said, and you felt heat creeping up to your face.
"What is that?"
You laughed nervously, placing your hands over your cheeks and trying to hide yourself from him momentarily. "Um... nothing." You shrugged, turning your eyes back at your doodle. "Just... something silly I've been listening lately, it's quite an earworm."
Morpheus raised his eyebrows and then an amused smile spread on his lips. "A song about me?"
You smiled at him bashfully, fiddling with the quill in your hands. "It's a really old song and when I started visiting you here, I just... I don't know, I ended up listening to it in Spotify quite often. It brings me comfort when I'm not here."
His eyebrows rose slightly, before he smirked at you smugly. "I am flattered to be remembered so fondly by you when you are awake." He chuckled at your embarrassed expression, before getting back to his work.
You bit your lip, your face still feeling hot and your heart thumping, but managed to continue your doodle anyway.
And once you relaxed, you had started to hum the tune again without noticing, but this time Morpheus didn't react to it apart from a small smile on his lips. He wouldn't say it aloud, but he was pleased that you enjoyed something that reminded you of him, even if it was only a song.
He had offered you kindness in return to you freeing him, and it felt good knowing you were enjoying your nights with him, even if your nights went by just sitting together, barely speaking.
Maybe one day he'd appear in the Waking World and spend time with you in your world for a change, surprise you by taking you out on dinner, show you how much he appreciated you too...
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Noah dating slavic girl
I am writing this as a slavic girl myself, I know this is specific and probably not all of you can relate. If I could write about all nationalities and cultures, I would, but I don't feel educated enough to do that, also it doesn't feel right to write about something I'm not part of. I hope I don't offend anyone. I hope you understand and I hope you will still enjoy reading this!💗 you can talk to me through inbox or submit a post about what it would be like dating you, if you're from non slavic country, I'm interested in cultural differences!✨
First and foremost, your beauty
There is something about the 'slavic girl aesthetic' that makes men fall to their knees
Your pale skin that makes your eyes pop out
However you and Noah met, the first thing he noticed about you was your thick accent
Because I feel like no matter how hard we try, we all have the same accent
But he didn't ask where are you from straight away, because he assumed that it is something everyone asks
It was when you started talking about 'back home' or 'in my home country' that he asked where are you from
He's a smart man who travels through Europe, so he knew where that country is
Still you couldn't help some jokes about americans not knowing a thing about Europe
He acted like he was interested in your name because of where are you from, but in reality he just wanted to know your name
That being sad, there was lot of attempts to pronounce it correctly
Which was cute
But he couldn't get it right
He said he's going to practice and surprise you next time he sees you
Which made a great opportunity for him to ask you out
And who could say no to this man
I bet this man would google facts about your country to charm you
And translate how to tell you that you're really beautiful in your native language
You usually get annoyed if people make that your whole personality, but Noah would be so cute and genuely interested in what you have to say about your home country, that you wouldn't be mad at him
I can imagine dates where you cook your national meals for him
Him saying that you need to cook them for all of the boys, because it's really good
He would become like a fan of your country, telling everyone little facts he learns from you
He would show off new words he learned every time he meets the boys
And they would get annoyed
He would also be amazed every time you talk to someone from back home, because I think slavic languages sound really agressive and he would listen even though he can't understand
Then he would ask what did you talk about and would be surprised if you said about that it was about makeup or work
When you make things official you plan a trip to your country to meet your family, friends and to get to know your culture more
I'm going to skip the family part, because I don't fit in this part of slavic strong family bond lol
But can you imagine what would slavic grandmothers say to his tattoos?
But he would be surprised how welcoming your friends are and that everyone can talk in english with him so it's easy to get to know them
Your friends enjoying teaching him cuss words
He would love eating out in local pubs, because you cook those meals perfectly, but the quality of american ingredients is worse than in Europe
Beer. That's it, do I need to say more?
He would be amazed by the nature in your country
You would plan another trip to Europe in winter so he could enjoy this very cold weather with full experience
Maybe another trip to celebrate Christmas, Easter, 1st of May or Walpurgis night
I'm sure he would be interested in that
In all those traditions, clothes, food, songs and activites that are done on those holidays
Songs and music in general, we can't forget that
Slavic music is beautiful
You would show him some clasic old music and new young musicians that make modern folk music
Maybe that could be inspiration for BO new music hehe
Talking about music, watching Eurovision with you is a must!
I feel like Noah is very open person to new things, so he would love living with a slavic partner and finding new things about you or your country everyday
Even if it was with how you do things at home
Collecting plastic bags, saving boxes from a food and then using it as a box for something different or some weird snacks
Alcohol? You can easily out drink every american in your friend group
Hear me out... wedding
You don't have to be much traditional, but there are things that are done at weddings out of habit I'd say
Like breaking a plate and seeing how you two can clean the mess together to see how you will work in the future
Or dancing with 'crowns' made out of things typical for your country
Or the guests tinkling on plates at wedding reception so you two share a kiss every time they do it
Or chopping wood which can be done only by Noah to prove that he is worthy to be married to you or you two can do it together to show your love and commitment to overcome obstacles together
I'm sure it would be cultural shock for the American side
I feel like if you would plan to have kids together, he would take learning your language more serious
Because you would want to teach your kid both languages
So he wants to learn more so he can understand when the baby is talking in your language
Maybe you could move to Europe later in life for some time
Explore and travel through countries
Buy a house in the woods and have a place to come back that would be fully yours
I'm a bit sceptical about relationships with person from a different country, but I'm sure Noah would give 110% to make it work
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Hi!
I want in in the DVD commentary thingy! If you have the time, please comment on this one from In The Afterlight, please! (I'm also on my phone, so I'm not sure how many words are here, sorry 😬)
""Would you like a ride to Seattle?”
"Huh?"
"Next Saturday. Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
"What? With who?”
“Me. Obviously.”
“Why?”
Edward sucked in a breath. "Well, I couldn’t go to La Push. And I was planning to go to Seattle in the next few weeks. And frankly, I'm not sure if your truck can make it."
This again? What is it with everyone dissing my truck? “The Thing works just fine, thank you very much."
"But can it make it there on one tank of gas?"
"I don't see how that’s any of your business."
"The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business."
"Wow. Edward." The audacity. My veins crackled with electricity as his name left my lips. "You’re giving me whiplash. I thought you didn't want to be my friend."
"I said I can’t be friends, not that I didn't want to be."
"Thanks. Cleared that one up.” The alarm silenced. For a moment we observed the flood of students scattering back into the buildings.
“Will you go? With me?”
I sighed, squeezing the coat closer to my chest. It smelled so good...
I shrugged out of it. “Honestly, I don’t think so. No.” The word fell between us like an iron curtain. Stunned, Edward accepted his coat without looking at me. We descended back down the sidewalk towards the school. “One minute it seems like you hate me—”
“I don’t hate you—”
“—and the next minute you’re like this suave—” sexy “—gentleman. Personally, I would like to be friends.” He gave me a look. "Well. I don't want to not like you, anyway." We rounded the corner of the building in silence. “Y’know, I even listened to your Girls! Girls! Girls! picks.”
His eyes lit up; the rejection washed away. “Really?”
My eyes fell to the ground as I nodded to keep him from seeing the blush on my cheeks. “That riff in ‘We’ll Be Together’ is awesome. ‘Song of the Shrimp’ made me laugh. And ‘Where Do You Come From’ is...really cute, actually.” We stopped at the metal roof covering the path to class. "They were good tracks. Doesn't change my mind about the album, but..."
“Come to Seattle with me,” he breathed, wrapping his hands around one of the metal supports, stopping close in front of me. “Please.”
His spicy breath drew me deeper into his gravitational pull. I had to shake my head to clear fuzzies from my brain.
“See, that’s the thing,” I said. “I think we have a lot in common and everything—” he smirked “—but you aren’t honest. I know something's up. And if you can’t talk to me... how can I trust you to drive me to Seattle in one piece?” All the while, he stared blankly. I think, if he was more of an open book, I’d see his face fall. Instead, I watched his eyes go dead and dull. “Your whole ‘I wanna be friends’ thing is moot if you don’t have the decency to tell me why you treat me this way.”
“I...appreciate your honesty. I wish there was some way to reconcile my feelings on the matter.” His lips twisted. "Unfortunately, I...can't."
Can't? Or won't?
“No one can force you to do or not do anything," I said, my voice stern. “You're in charge of your actions. You’re choosing to not be my friend. Which is fine. But since that's the case, my answer is no. I’m sorry. The answer’s no.”
Unlike previous moves with Renée, this time I wouldn’t be sucked into the orbit of friends who didn’t actually want me around. This time, I would invest in people who wanted me.
I exhaled the rest of the poison from my lungs. They filled again with the heavy, cold air.
"No," he said softly, "I'm sorry."
“Rejection is unfortunate for everyone,” I echoed.""
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*Quick additional (sincere) question: Why send anonymous asks? Is it to avoid the answerer eventual bias? or to protect ourselves of possible public shaming lol?
hi, welcome to the party!
IN THE AFTERLIGHT CHAPTER 5: SCARY STORIES - DVD COMMENTARY
""Would you like a ride to Seattle?” [this is the best Edward can do when asking a young lady out on a date. little hermit loser!!!]
"Huh?"
"Next Saturday. Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
"What? With who?”
“Me. Obviously.”
“Why?”
Edward sucked in a breath. "Well, I couldn’t go to La Push. And I was planning to go to Seattle in the next few weeks. [liar] And frankly, I'm not sure if your truck can make it."
This again? What is it with everyone dissing my truck? “The Thing works just fine, thank you very much."
"But can it make it there on one tank of gas?"
"I don't see how that’s any of your business."
"The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business." [i HAD to include this line. imagine a BILLIONAIRE saying that shit to do. boy, if you're so concerned with the "wasting of finite resources," maybe don't have a private jet? or a car?? maybe kill cows instead, THE LEADING CAUSE OF METHANE GAS EMISSIONS???? FUCK OFF INTO THE SUN!!!!]
"Wow. Edward." The audacity. My veins crackled with electricity as his name left my lips. "You’re giving me whiplash. I thought you didn't want to be my friend."
"I said I can’t be friends, not that I didn't want to be." [one of my biggest regrets writing ITA is sticking too much to canon, both in terms of specific lines and general plot outline. if i was rewriting this, i would have veered off from canon within the first two chapters.]
"Thanks. Cleared that one up.” The alarm silenced. For a moment we observed the flood of students scattering back into the buildings.
“Will you go? With me?”
I sighed, squeezing the coat closer to my chest. It smelled so good...
[so, i get that canon!Bella making irrational choices when it comes to Edward is a product of both the "dazzling" spell she's under *and* her love for him. but also, if you're going to set her up as a shield *and* set her up as this responsible 30-year-old, then i think it's really important for her to have moments like these where she's able to resist his charms and protect herself. to me, her resisting him in this moment is partially due to the shield she develops later on.]
I shrugged out of it. “Honestly, I don’t think so. No.” The word fell between us like an iron curtain. Stunned, Edward accepted his coat without looking at me. [ok but this poor guy has NEVER asked anyone out and has been surrounded by humans who would never dare reject him LMAO he is SHOOK--] We descended back down the sidewalk towards the school. “One minute it seems like you hate me—”
“I don’t hate you—”
“—and the next minute you’re like this suave—” sexy “—gentleman. Personally, I would like to be friends.” He gave me a look. "Well. I don't want to not like you, anyway." [it's weird looking back and seeing how well they know each other (yet how distant they are!)] We rounded the corner of the building in silence. “Y’know, I even listened to your Girls! Girls! Girls! picks.” [i don't like this album at all. i REALLY wanted to reference Elvis Presley's "Crawfish" until i found out it was a song from the movie he starred in. the movie was not good.]
[also, here's a playlist of every song rec in In the Afterlight]
His eyes lit up; the rejection washed away. “Really?”
My eyes fell to the ground as I nodded to keep him from seeing the blush on my cheeks. “That riff in ‘We’ll Be Together’ is awesome. ‘Song of the Shrimp’ made me laugh. And ‘Where Do You Come From’ is...really cute, actually.” [i don't agree with any of this.] We stopped at the metal roof covering the path to class. "They were good tracks. [NO THEY ARE NOT] Doesn't change my mind about the album, but..."
“Come to Seattle with me,” he breathed, wrapping his hands around one of the metal supports, stopping close in front of me. “Please.”
His spicy breath drew me deeper into his gravitational pull. I had to shake my head to clear fuzzies from my brain.
“See, that’s the thing,” I said. “I think we have a lot in common and everything—” he smirked [he's thinking, "You have no idea how little we have in common." idiot] “—but you aren’t honest. I know something's up. And if you can’t talk to me... how can I trust you to drive me to Seattle in one piece?” All the while, he stared blankly. I think, if he was more of an open book, I’d see his face fall. Instead, I watched his eyes go dead and dull. “Your whole ‘I wanna be friends’ thing is moot if you don’t have the decency to tell me why you treat me this way.” [i really really wanted this Bella to not accept bad behavior from her boyfriend EVER. the main point of writing this fic was to create a healthy relationship between them and see if it could actually work. lo!]
“I...appreciate your honesty. I wish there was some way to reconcile my feelings on the matter.” His lips twisted. "Unfortunately, I...can't."
Can't? Or won't?
“No one can force you to do or not do anything," I said, my voice stern. “You're in charge of your actions. You’re choosing to not be my friend. Which is fine. But since that's the case, my answer is no. I’m sorry. The answer’s no.”
Unlike previous moves with Renée, this time I wouldn’t be sucked into the orbit of friends who didn’t actually want me around. This time, I would invest in people who wanted me.
I exhaled the rest of the poison from my lungs. They filled again with the heavy, cold air.
"No," he said softly, "I'm sorry."
“Rejection is unfortunate for everyone,” I echoed.""
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*Quick additional (sincere) question: Why send anonymous asks? Is it to avoid the answerer eventual bias? [will i be biased? probably! but not in a negative way] or to protect ourselves of possible public shaming lol? [would never ever shame you for any ask. takes a lot of courage to reach out to an internet stranger!!!]
send me 500 words of my fanfic & i will give you the equivalent of a DVD commentary on that snippet
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Texting each other cute pictures for Rulie plz and thank you?
Julie inhaled the crisp fall air, smiling at the range of colours of the leaves, so different from the palm trees she was used to. But here she was, thousands of miles from LA and the closest beach.
Sure it was hard to be so far away from her friends and family, but the opportunity to study at one of the most prestigious schools in the country was worth it.
She still took a shot of the falling leaves, sending it to Reggie, knowing he would love it, always appreciating a good autumnal shot.
Reggie: Please tell me you're going to find a leaf pilem to jump in.
Julie: If I didn't have a class on the importance of the jazz era I totes would
Reggie: Bah, leaf pile sounds way better than a boring jazz class. Do it Julie, do it for the vine!
Julie: Vine has been gone longer than it was around sweetie
Reggie: TikTok?
Julie chuckles and sends him a kiss emoji, rushing off to class... but maybe stops and kicks up a small pile of leaves, just for the fun of it.
The next day Reggie sends her a picture of a sandcastle he presumably found while doing his lifeguarding gig, but he could have also built knowing him. She misses sand, despite it's ability to get everywhere.
This is what they do when they don't have time to video chat or even make a phone call, they send pictures back and forth. Reggie sending her bits of home, which sometimes make her homesick, but mostly warm her heart. She sends back bits of her day so everyone stops worrying so much.
The long distance thing has been hard on them, but they've made it work. Visiting whenever they can, keeping in constant communication, and as soon as Julie graduates in the spring, she's hell bent on going home.
Reggie had offered to come with her, but the band was getting big at the time, so she urged him to stay. Now they have hits on the radio, and he does jobs part time to keep busy while they aren't recording but doesn't have enough time to come to the East Coast.
Julie wonders what she's going to do with her life back home while her boyfriend gets more and more famous. Her double degree in composition and music therapy could be used wherever. Both Luke and Reggie have offered her a job as the band's song writer, with Luke even saying she's welcome to sing with them.
But Julie, while tempeted, wants to use music to help people in a different way. Sure she might help pen a tune or two, but there's a therapy centre in Los Feliz that helped her mom still make music during chemo that looks like the perfect place for her.
For now, Julie snaps a picture of the hot chocolate she has-towering pile of whipped cream that she knows will make Reggie jealous. He sends back a shot of his beer, bottle dripping condensation, the ocean in the background of his little beach front house.
A house that has all her stuff in it for when she comes back. The house she stays in every time she visits, even if her old room is there and waiting for her.
A house that she is positive has a diamond ring waiting for her, given Reggie once accidently took a picture of it and sent it to her instead of Alex. She had promised him she would act surprised, and he had promised she would be when he asked.
But Julie loved his surprises, though she warned him that if one of them was a puppy without her getting to meet it first they were having a long conversation about it.
If he had sent her pictures of his various visits to the animal shelter after that, Julie became a little bit suspicious, but she did help pick out Ellie during her visit the summer. Now she got daily shots of Ellie, and Reggie got pictures of the little toys and accessories Julie bought her.
Pictures of course weren't enough, they didn't substitute the real thing. But May was only a few short months away, and Julie could survive on them until then.
But she knew when she got home, the first thing she was doing was getting a million shots of her and Reggie, reunited at least to decorate the walls of them home with.
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i’m new to Tumblr and i’m not sure if this is the place to ask but i’m a drdt fan and milgram looks really cool, however i’m not sure where to start or how to get into it, is there anything specific i should do or?
Ah, the DRDT -> Milgram pipeline strikes again I see. Welcome! And yeah, you can ask me anything! Milgram is really fun, even if it can feel a bit intimidating. Take your time! It's quite a bit.
Here is a playlist with some of the most important things in chronological order, and I'll also recommend this masterlink post by doctorbunny, but you can take things at your own pace and do whatever you want forever. However, I'll explain the main things, since there's a lot!
1- Jackalope's Announcements
The first thing you should probably watch is "Jackalope's "This is the MILGRAM"", which explains the premise of the series.
Inside a prison named the Panopticon reside 10 prisoners, all of which are, by some definition of the word, murderers. There is a Warden of this prison, named Es, who must observe their sins and decide whether they should be Forgiven* for their murder, or if they shouldn't be. This is done in a system of three trials. At the time of writing, the First Trial has been completed, the Second Trial is about to end, but we still have the entire Third Trial ahead of us!
Es learns of the prisoners' crimes mainly by watching music videos extracted directly from their minds, though they also interrogate them beforehand.
The twist? Es' decisions on Forgiveness are decided by the audience. Every Trial, after a prisoner's MV (music video) is released, for a period of time (three months), the audience votes whether the prisoner should be Forgiven or not for that Trial. This can be done in the Judge page of the official website or the app (link is for browser), and you can vote once per day. (Technically twice if you use both the official website and the app). You can also just not vote if you don't feel like it. Again you can consume media in any way you want.
[*The localization actually says "Innocent" and "Guilty" instead of "Forgiven" and "Unforgiven", but keep in mind when you vote you're not voting innocence or guilt, but forgiveness and unforgiveness.]
The next of Jackalope's announcements is the "Report on the End of the First Trial", which only really tells you about how each prisoner was voted T1 (Trial 1), something you'll learn about in other videos anyways, so it's not too important beyond some characterization for Jackalope if you care.
However, before you start watching the Second Trial MVs, I would recommend you watch "Second Trial Commencement Notice", which will give you insight into how the verdicts affected each prisoner. The consequences weren't made very clear during the first trial, but this video establishes them a bit more explicitly.
2- Music Videos
Welcome to the main event! The music videos are the main draw of Milgram, and through vague symbolism, extremely fun visuals, beautifully written lyrics, and banger songs, they tell you things about each prisoner. Don't worry if you don't quite get them at first, they're really complex and understanding them is a community effort! Feel free to come to your own conclusions or read analyses or anything else!
Now, the order you watch these MVs in... there's really no set order, beyond "you should probably watch the First Trial videos before the Second and Third Trial ones." You can watch them following the prisoner order listed in that playlist I linked, but if there's a character you're particularly interested in, you can also just watch theirs before anyone else's. In my personal experience, I actually watched Amane's and Kazui's before anyone else's because their Second Trial Voting was going on, then hopped around between Shidou, Muu, Kotoko... until a month later I realized "wait I never actually watched This is How to be in Love With You" I am so sorry Mahiru-
My point is: Do what you want, experience Milgram at your own pace.
There is one exception, of an MV you should probably watch before the others, and that's Undercover. This is a video connected to Es, which serves as an introduction to all the other characters. There is a lot to talk about in this video, from Es' characterization to a lot of symbolism for the prisoners, but it's a great starting point to theorize on what exactly each prisoner's murder was.
In any case, these videos are probably the most important pieces of information for the prisoners, to the point some Milgram fans just watch the videos and nothing else, but there's still a lot more if you want to dig deeper.
3- Voice Dramas
In-universe, before the songs are extracted, Es holds an interrogation with the prisoners, which are the Voice Dramas (VDs). The exception is Es' own Voice Drama, which in typical Es fashion is an introduction which also has some interesting information.
If you want to fully put yourself in Es' shoes, you can watch a subtitled version/read a transcript of the VD before watching the MV for that Trial, which is the way they're ordered in the playlist I linked. But again, do what you want.
The only reason I'm only mentioning them after the MVs is that not everyone feels like watching/reading them in full, which is fine, but be careful, you might be missing some critical information. The things stated in VDs are maybe not always as revealing as the MVs, but they're usually more direct and offer great characterization, so I'd recommend at least reading transcripts. Although the voice acting is always on point, so listening to them is always a fun experience!
4- Interrogation Questions
During the course of the Trials, there comes a point when the fans are asked to send the prisoners questions, and a selection of them will be answered by them. Since the creators hand-pick the questions they actually want the prisoners to answer, they range from very interesting to "why the hell are we asking this?" level questions. They're very fun and add a lot of information and characterization to the prisoners!
They're usually done in prisoner duos, so 01-02 (Haruka and Yuno) get the same questions, then 03-04 (Fuuta and Muu) get a different set, etc. The exception for now is T1 Mikoto and Kotoko, because Kotoko's T1 MV was delayed, and it may happen again since Kotoko's T2 MV was also delayed (not confirmed yet).
5- Timelines
In the Milgram app, there will occasionally be updates to the "Timelines" tab, generally during prisoners' birthdays. These feature conversations between the prisoners, which range from extremely funny, very interesting, extremely depressing, etc. They help build up the dynamics between prisoners and are the origin of certain fan-favorite platonic pairings. They sometimes give hints to the prisoners' backstories, but usually they're more for characterization purposes. You can find links to translations of these timelines in the masterlink post I linked to before (thanks doctorbunny you're very cool).
6- Cover Songs
Every Trial, apart from their original song for Milgram, each prisoner gets to cover one song from DECO*27's catalogue. There is no official confirmation these songs are chosen for any reason other than "they sound cool" (which they do!), but as someone who's looked at all of them pretty closely... listen, a lot of them fit extremely well. I personally think they are important, but that's up for interpretation. Also Es had one for T1, Hibana.
These are not to be confused with the Es prisoner song covers, which are done as celebration for when an MV reaches a million views. They are released in hiatus periods, which is why at the time of writing there are no T2 Es covers. These are mostly just for fun, but I wouldn't be surprised if there's a bit of characterization hidden here. I haven't actually heard them all yet oops.
7- And a lot more!
Milgram never really runs out of ways to reveal lore. From distorted lines in the Character Voice Trailers, fun visuals in the "Songs of Prisoners" teasers, fun symbolism in promotional art such as the birthday cakes, album covers, etc etc... There's no real way I can compile it all, just be patient and take your time! Most of it isn't too important, so don't worry too much.
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Again, take things at your own pace! Milgram is a really unique experience, and given how the story is presented, you can engage with it in the way that feels the most comfortable for you! Just make sure you're always having fun! Take care!
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hi hi hello hi I think you're my only sio mutual that's active anymore (': I looked up the welcome 2 elsewhere site because I just randomly remembered it earlier and honestly am I the only one who misses that era? like the bright and colorful aesthetic with the super trippy and horror visuals? the arg they put together? the dyed hair? like maaaan don't get me wrong I'm happy about the new era but elsewhere was taken from us too soon </3 maybe I need to make more art of it lol
Hi!! I'm so glad you sent this ask because I love the elsewhere era so much, I could genuinely talk about it for hours. So here, have this extremely long essay about my experience.
I discovered set it off in early 2021, so the elsewhere era was the first full album cycle I experienced. And my god it was perfect! I was on holiday when the website went up along with the teaser for skeleton, and I remember so clearly trying to figure out all the puzzles before retreating alone back to our hotel room to figure out minesweeper. The feeling of excitement as the discord was going crazy trying to figure everything out was unmatched!
And then skeleton came out, and I was genuinely obsessed. I had just moved into an awful shared house for my second year at uni, so I drowned all my sorrows by putting the song on repeat, drawing the band almost constantly and of course, making the lyric video that would start my channel! The hype was so massive, the dyed hair was iconic, I genuinely lived and breathed the multicoloured aesthetic. I bought every single merch thing I could (my room decor and t shirts still reflect this.) I got a switch that year, and immediately named my island elsewhere.
Every time the website changed, the excitement was so palpable that I dropped everything I was doing when it happened. Of course I had projector and who's in control on loop when they came out, and while I didn't like them as much as skeleton, they built so much hype for the album it was unreal. I even attended an online concert a couple months before the album came out, and it took place so late at night that I went to sleep at 5am while having to get up at 8. I was that committed.
And remember the teasers they posted to instagram and twitter? The ones they posted at 5pm every wednesday and sunday, where unscrambling the code revealed the next song title, the ones I based my elsewhere lyric videos off? I actually set an alarm on my phone so I could catch these as soon as they appeared, I was that desperate to know the next title! And of course the discord went crazy each time, the energy was unmatched. And when the album actually came out, oh my god. It was on loop for over 6 months. I thought taste of the good life was a gift from god, the amount of times I listened to it.
The hype continued throughout 2022, as demos kept coming out through the fanclub (which I paid full money for, getting one of my favourite ever hoodies in the process) and each demo seemed to be better than the next. I still have no idea how the truth about lying was cut from elsewhere and playing with bad luck stayed.
Also, I was so excited for my first ever sio concert that november. And the day 100% lived up to the expectations! I gave the boys some stickers in vip which they loved, and even got a hug from zach after explaining an obscure talk it off reference on one of his stickers. I made some great friends in line, even though I got seated tickets so I had to be separated from them, but I did still get great seats. And the concert itself!! I'm so glad I can say I've seen third wheel live, even if it was in the medley. And I still remember the pure joy I felt when I waved at cody and he waved back at me during uncontainable.
By the start of 2023 and all the "scandals" and stuff started happening, along with their slow retreat off of all social media, I could tell the era was gradually ending and I was really sad. It fully sunk in when they stopped dying their hair, and I was devastated, I almost forgot what they looked like with natural hair. Although I will say I probably got more closure on the era than you guys in america, because I actually made it to one of the end of elsewhere shows here in the uk.
I have to say, that was probably the best night of my life. I paid full price for the vip this time, so I got to actually hang around and talk to them before the show. I also got standing tickets, and managed to get barrier, which was so close to the stage I could've reached out and touched cody countless times. It was wild, and I enjoyed every second. Of course, 4 days later punching bag released, marking the proper end of elsewhere. (And they haven't toured the uk since.)
I miss this era so goddamn much. I have so much nostalgia for it, even though its barely been a year since it ended, and I really wish the current era's branding was as strong. I always felt so close to the band during elsewhere, with all the talk it off episodes and them noticing me on social media. The sense of community was strong, and I miss it a lot now they've stopped posting anything. Idk, I might be biased because it was my first time experiencing a full era.
Anyway, if you actually read all that, thanks! I really needed a good reminisce. And yes, you should make more art of elsewhere! The visuals were unmatched, especially in the music videos 💜💜
#oh my god i actually spent an hour typing all of this out#can you believe elsewhere is my favourite sio album? shocking right#i definitely shouldnt have written all that#i just felt like i needed to get it off my chest#lol its 3am now i should probably go to bed#someone asks me about elsewhere and i just black out#im both ill and sleep deprived what a combination#set it off#set it off band#sio#pow asks#elsewhere
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Secrets - Part 2
BakuDeku X f!Reader
Part 1
Summary: Bakugo makes the worst mistake of his life after a night out with his friends.
Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, drunk sex, creampie, cheating, praise kink, biting, hair pulling, begging, slight choking, smoking and use of alcohol, BakuDeku ship, (KiriMina and DenkiShinsou as side ships)
A/N: ᕱ⑅ᕱ- This shit is nasty as hell, that's all i gotta say.😭✋
✷*はる*✷- I tried writing a couple of parts to be super intense. Hope you guys like part 2 😏. Asks and submissions are welcome but please specify who you are talking to so me and bunny know who's supposed to respond 😉. Also happy new years to anyone who's reading
Word Count: 5.6k
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It was around 8:30pm when the two pro heroes got to the bar.
When they walked in, they were greeted by Mina and Denki before taking a seat at the counter, on the tall bar stools with black leather seats. Denki and Mina walked off after a quick exchange to go to their boyfriends and get drinks. Deku and Bakugo waved at Shinsou, watching him and Kaminari from across the dimly lit bar. Purple neon lights illuminating the dark atmosphere, the sounds of laughter and drinks clinking filled their senses. The bartender, who was a tall lanky man with a cigarette in his mouth, took their orders and started making their drinks. Finishing Deku's first, he pushed the glass of Umeshu in front of the green haired man. Izuku took a sip and set his glass back down while the bartender poured the mixture of Shōchū and soda into a glass with ice, pushing it towards Bakugo. He took it, taking a sip and then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. The alcohol warmed him, which was a nice feeling after being in the cold.
"So, what's this mission in America that you guys are supposed to be going on?" Izuku rested his head in his right palm, looking at Katsuki who sat on his left, with a soft sweet smile while he stirred his drink with a thin black straw. "They didn't tell me much over the phone, said they'd brief me when we arrived. All I know is it's a really dangerous villain they've been trying to take down for a few years. Because of all the heroes that have been killed and severely injured, they called some of the top pros from a handful of other countries."
Deku nodded as Kacchan shared the information with him. "Just be safe, okay? I know you're good at your job, but you never know when it's your last mission." His voice was soft, laced with care and a bit of concern. "I'll be fine." Katsuki responded shortly, taking another sip of his drink.
A couple minutes passed when Kaminari ran up to the two of them. Already a little tipsy, he pulled at Deku's arm. "Midoryaaa they've got karaoke!! Come do a song with me!" He whined. Izuku managed to take one last sip of his drink before Denki pulled him off his seat and towards the stage. Not long after, Shinsou came and took his place next to Bakugo. "What can I get for ya?" The bartender asked him, throwing a white towel over his shoulder. " Uh, just a soda please, thank you." Shinsou said to the bartender.
"You're not drinking?" Kiri said as he came up next to him just as he was being handed his drink. He took a sip and then looked over at the red head. "Nah not tonight. I know that idiot is gonna get wasted, so at least one of us should be coherent." he gestured to Denki, who was helping Deku pick a song. Kirishima looked past his purple haired friend, just now noticing Bakugo's presence. "Bakubro! Hey man, what are you doing here?"
"Deku made me come." he stated plainly, bringing his glass to his lips. Kiri laughed. "Of course Midoriya was the one that got you to come." Katsuki raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about, shitty hair?" He shrugged. "If anyone else would have asked you to come, it would have been a hard no." Before Bakugo could ask him to elaborate any further, or cuss at him for pointing that out, Kiri was already walking away. He grumbled some curses under breath about how Kirishima was full of shit.
Kacchan turned in his stool. The light on Deku and Kaminari caught his attention. Denki was drunkenly singing into mic, but his focus was on Izuku. The way his emerald eyes shined under that golden spotlight. The waves of green hair that moved when he turned his head to Kaminari. His smile...that fucking smile.
Izuku started singing along with Denki. Something not many people knew about the number one hero was his talent for singing. It was rare to get the opportunity to hear it, it's not like he showed it off. But Kacchan swore that it's one of the prettiest things he'd ever heard. Not that he'd ever tell him that.
It's been years since the last time Bakugo heard him sing. His eyes were glued to his childhood friend, almost in a trance with the way he stared. Deku looked over and made eye contact with him for just a second, smiling as he sang, and the sight sparked a memory that filled his brain.
6 and a half years ago..
It was Christmas break. Everyone was home with their families for the holidays instead of in the dorms, and that included Bakugo and Deku. Izuku's mother was asleep in her room down the hall. A few hours ago, right after she went to bed, he snuck Kacchan in thru his bedroom window. "Are you sure we won't get caught? ow!" Katsuki asked, hitting his head on the windowsill as he tried to climb inside. Deku giggled. "Yeah, my mom sleeps like a rock." Bakugo softly fell down onto Izuku's bed, trying his best to stay quiet while he took off his shoes and put them next to the nightstand. "This is risky ya know." he commented. "I don't care, I just wanna spend time with you." Deku said as he wrapped his arms around Kacchan's shoulders and climbed into his lap. "So needy." he grumbled, putting his hands on Izuku's hips.
"Don't pretend like you don't like it, you big baby" He giggled, leaning down and kissing Bakugo's jawline. Without notice, Katsuki quickly flipped Deku onto his back, settling himself between his legs. "Shut up, nerd." Izuku gave him a mischievous smile. "Make me." he said in a teasing voice. Kacchan gave a cocky smirk. "You are such a fuckin brat, you know that?" Before he could say anything else, Bakugo smashed his lips onto Deku's, and Izuku pulled him closer...
~
It was late, neither of them really knew what time it was exactly. Deku laid on Bakugo's bare chest while he traced small circles on his arm. Izuku was humming quietly while he did the same on Kacchan's stomach. "What song is that? it sounds familiar." He asked quietly. Deku turned his head, so his chin now rested on Katsuki's chest. He stared right into his vermillion irises and started to sing the lyrics.
"~I know that you love me, darlin'. You don't have to say it. You know you can trust me, it's okay its complicated. Nervous, trip over my words. you're so pretty it hurts. Baby I'm yours, baby I'm yours, baby I'm yours. I need something more, pray to the lord. Baby I'm yours.~"
Bakugo couldn't hide the heavy blush that tinted his cheeks, and Izuku noticed. He smiled up at him lovingly, still keeping eye contact. Kaccahn's heart began beating a little too fast. Deku laid his head back down and nuzzled himself closer to him, continuing to trace circles on his skin. That night was perfect.
Present time
"Bakugo! Oi Katsuki!"
The sound of someone yelling his name pulled him from his trance. He blinked. "Sorry- what?" He looked a bit dazed. " Are you good dude? you look a little lost." Shinsou laughed, taking a sip of his soda. "Huh? oh- uh yeah I'm fine I just uh... I think the alcohol might be kicking in a bit." he gave a nervous laugh, hoping it was a believable lie. There was a pause. "Hey uh... sorry for being a bit of a dick at the meeting this morning." Shinsou said.
"Don't worry about it man, I understand your just worried about your boyfriend." He finished off his drink, setting it down and silently waving for the bartender to get him another. "I'm not happy about what happened to Kaminari either." Bakugo paused, looking over to Denki coming off stage with Izuku. Taking note of the stitches along his forehead, and the scar across his shoulder. He spoke " But you gotta trust that I'm doing my best to do this in a way that saves as many people as possible." Shinsou nodded. "yeah, I know."
Denki came up behind Shinsou's barstool and wrapped his arm around his purple haired boyfriend's waist. Shinsou turned to face him, expression turning soft immediately when his eyes landed on his lover. "Hey, you doin' okay?" his voice was soft when he spoke, looking over Kaminari stitches to make sure none of them broke. "MMhm!" he hummed in response. "jus missed you." words slightly slurred. Shinsou was right, Denki was definitely wasted. Kaminari buried his head in Shinsou's neck, leaving little butterfly kisses on his skin. "Denki, what are you doing?" Shinsou whispered to Denki. He mumbled a response that Bakugo couldn't hear, and then suddenly, Shinsou's breath hitched, and he grabbed Kaminari by his throat. There was a bright purple bruise visible on Shinsou's neck when he pulled Denki away.
"You're lucky we're in public, kitten." he clicked his tongue. "You better be ready to finish what you started once we get home, you little brat." Kaminari gulped; eyes wide as he realized what he'd done. Shinsou shifted his gaze back to Bakugo, beaming a forced smile of innocence. "I think I'm gonna call it a night and take this one home." Bakugo laughed, taking another sip of his drink as Deku came to stand beside him at the bar. They both watched as Shinsou picked Denki up and threw him over his shoulder, dragging him out of the bar. Izuku heard inaudible whining, catching something about "too rough" and "strawberry lube."
He giggled as the couple walked out of the bar. "Those two are so cute, I envy their relationship." he sighed. Kacchan scoffed. "I think they're both fuckin idiots." He joked, earning an eye roll from Deku.
A couple of hours filled with more drinks and the soft chatter from everyone in the bar. Izuku stood at the counter with Kirishima, talking about something Bakugo definitely wasn't paying attention to. They were both laughing, and Kiri spoke loudly "That is so not manly." just as he said that; Mina, who had been standing next to him the whole time as she was leaning against his shoulder, suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. She pulled away, blush covering both of their cheeks. Hers from the alcohol, and his from the sudden display of affection. Mina smirked. "Mkay, c'mon big boy, we're goin' home." she stated, hooking her fingers in the belt loop of his jeans and dragging him towards the door. "Uh... y-yes ma'am." he stammered following her out of the bar. "See ya later, losers." she waved, not even turning around as she dragged Kirishima out of the bar. Bakugo laughed, polishing off his 5th drink of the night. "who's the manly one now, shitty hair."
They heard the bartender shout for 'last call' as he wiped down the long counter and began washing glasses. Kacchan extended his arm out to uncover the watch hidden under his sleeve. He checked the time before running a hand thru his spikey blonde hair. "I should probably head home anyways, it's getting late."
"Already? C'mon Kacchan it's only 11:30." He pouted as he looked up at Bakugo through his eyelashes, a pink blush from the alcohol dusting his cheeks. This particular bar always closed around midnight. Deku smiled at Bakugo from under his eyelashes "I have some soju at my house. Come with me? It's just a 2-minute walk from here around the corner." Kacchan's gaze softened as he looked at Deku, noticing how tipsy he was. "Fine." He grumbled, too hazy himself to even argue. Deku raised his arm, signaling the bartender for the check.
Katsuki zipped up his coat while Izuku paid the tab before leaving the bar. He shivered when he walked out the door. The cold winter breeze and night air hitting him in the face. "it's cold as shit out here." Deku followed not far behind. "Guess it's a good thing I just bought that new irori table then." Deku replied as he walked up next to Bakugo.
As they started their short walk through the winter night to Izuku's house, Bakugo looked over as Deku pulled a thin box of Pianissimo's from his jacket pocket. Opening it with one hand and raising it to his face, he plucked one cigarette with his teeth out of the box before putting them back in his pocket. He covered the tip and lit it. "I thought you quit." he said. Izuku shrugged, taking a long drag from the cigarette. Blowing a plume of smoke into the night air before responding. "I've been stressed lately." It fell silent for a moment before Deku spoke again as they walked shoulder to shoulder occasionally bumping into each other lightly. The alcohol affecting their balance slightly.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Hm?"
"Is everything Alright with you and y/n?" Deku took another drag as he turned his head to look at Kacchan as they kept walking through the night. "Why do you ask?" Bakugo said as he did a sideway glance. Izuku turned his head back to the front of him, blowing out the cloud of smoke into the cool winter air. "She seemed a bit off at the meeting this morning, like something was bothering her. She wouldn't tell me what though." The snow flurries came down softly seeming to muffle their voices.
There was a pause, it seemed like Bakugo wasn't going to give him an answer. But then he spoke, staring at the ground where he walked. "We're just going thru a bit of a rough patch, but I'm sure we'll be fine." Deku was quiet for a moment trying to think of what to say through the alcohol fueled haze. He looked over to Bakugo, watching as they trekked through the fresh dust of snow covering the ground. His breath crystalizing in the air and the streetlights casting a soft glow on both of them, Kacchan's blonde locks turning almost golden in the light. Deku thought he looked so pretty. A car drove past as they continued on, and Izuku could see the gate to his house about a block down.
As they got closer to his home, Bakugo suddenly slipped on a small patch of ice. "FUCK-" He almost completely lost his footing when Deku grabbed onto his arm, gripping at his bicep so he wouldn't fall. Both of them stumbling and regaining balance together. "You okay?" He laughed, finding humor in Kacchan almost face planting on the concrete. He stood up straight, regaining his balance before pulling his arm away. "I'm fine." He grumbled quietly, looking away to hide his blush of embarrassment. He could still feel the ghost of Deku's touch burning his arm, a feeling pooling in his stomach. Izuku didn't notice the blush dusting his cheeks because he was giggling into his hand like an idiot.
They reached the gate of the small one-story home and walked up to the front door. Bakugo laughed at Deku as he struggled to unlock it, cold and numb fingers fumbling his house keys. When they finally walked into the front hallway, Deku's huge Great Dane, Ichi, galloped towards them. She was wagging her tail as Deku dropped down to give her some pets after taking off his signature red sneakers and dark green coat.
"Hi my pretty girl!" he laughed, scratching behind her ears as she licked his cheek and whined, missing her owner. Bakugo took off his shoes and bent down to give her a few short pats on the head as well. "I keep forgetting how damn big your dog is." he chuckled. They both started to make their way further into the house. It was an open space, the kitchen and dining room connected to the living room on the right side and 2 rooms (one Deku's bedroom and the other a traditional Japanese tearoom) on the left side of the hall. The bathroom was further down and to the left. There was potted plants everywhere and a cream-colored carpet. The smell of peppermint and cologne wafted through the air. Dog toys were scattered throughout the house and a large dog bed sat in the corner of the living room by a big leafy potted floor plant. There was a wood irori table surrounded by dark green tatami chairs in the middle of the living room. And sliding rice paper doors leading to the fenced in backyard.
Katsuki sat down at one with his legs crossed, watching Deku light the irori table before joining him on the floor. Izuku picked up the green ceramic bottle that was sitting on the table and filled Bakugo's glass with soju, then his own. "I'm glad you came over Kacchan" He crossed his legs and Ichi rested her head on Deku's thigh. "mhm" Bakugo responded, taking a sip of his drink. Deku beamed at him with that bright smile and took a drink from his cup as well. Both of them relaxed and enjoyed their buzz from the many drinks they've had tonight. Katsuki happy that they were finally out of the cold, the fire from the irori table warming them.
An hour or two passed of just the two of them talking, laughing, and reminiscing on the occasional memory from over the years. They watched and laughed as Ichi played with her favorite toy, which was a bear that was covered in slobber. It was around 1am when the two had finished the entire bottle of soju. Both of them more tipsy than before and smiling like idiots, laughing and talking the night away.
Izuku let out a sigh. "I think I'm getting a bit too hot." Katsuki looked over at him and watched intently as Deku grabbed the back of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. Exposing his thin waist, defined abs and broad chest covered in dark pink, jagged scars. Izuku threw his shirt somewhere onto the floor and leaned back, pointing his face towards the ceiling. His neck and shoulders seemingly sculpted by the most talented artist. The light from the irori fire glowing against his skin. Kacchan's gaze was glued to his body, eyes lingering for longer than they should have before he looked away. A heavy blush tinted his cheeks, both from the haze of the alcohol and the warm heat that seemed to rise in his chest.
'Not right now. You can't think about that right now...'
Katsuki tried desperately to distract his mind from the same thoughts about Deku that had been seeping thru the cracks for weeks.
Just then, Izuku's phone buzzed. They both turned their attention to the lit-up screen, reading "Ex💔" as the contact. Kacchan noticed how he stared at it, watching it ring for a second before he spoke again in a somber tone, his words slurred slightly. "I should uh... I should probably answer that." He stood, grabbing his phone off the edge of the table. He began to walk out of the living room but then turned back to Kacchan. "Hey, do you mind letting Ichi outside while I take this? I'll only be a few minutes." Katsuki nodded and watched Izuku leave the room before standing himself, walking over to the rice paper doors and sliding one end open.
He looked over at the Great Dane that was curled up in a ball in her bed. "Ichi, come outside." He called, snapping his fingers to get her attention. She stood up, her tail wagging as she walked over to Bakugo, happy that her friend is letting her out. As she went outside and relieved herself, Bakugo stood in the doorway thinking about Deku and who he's talking to.
A few months earlier Deku had told Bakugo about his ex, Monoma. Bakugo knew that he didn't treat Izuku well and irritation flooded his senses, remembering how toxic their relationship had been.
'That bastard didn't deserve him.'
A few minutes later, Ichi came trotting thru the snow, back towards the open door where Katsuki stood. He grabbed a small towel that he remembered Deku kept by the door, he bent over, his body swaying from the alcohol as he dried off her wet paws before letting her back in the house. As he closed the door, he noticed that Izuku wasn't back yet. He turned towards the hallway, seeing that his bedroom door was cracked open. He walked down the hall, slowly pushing it open and seeing Deku turned with his back facing him.
"No, you can't come in here! I've already packed all your things in a few boxes. You can grab them out of the garage whenever you have time, but I don't want to see you." There was a pause, and Then Bakugo heard him sigh and say "I'm done, Monoma" before hanging up the phone. He turned around, noticing Kacchan standing in his doorway. "How much of that did you hear?"
"Enough."
Deku's gaze fell to the floor. "Is that fuck-nut shitbag still bothering you?" Izuku looked up, stunned, before he broke out laughing. "That WHAT?" he couldn't hold back the tears that filled his waterline from laughing so hard, wiping them away before speaking again. "Oh, that's a good one." Bakugo rolled his eyes. "That's exactly what he is for what he did to you." He scoffed. Izuku gave a soft smile, not really having anything else to say. There was a long pause as Bakugo stepped into the room more, leaning against the wall next to him. Deku averted his gaze, staring off into the open space.
"Do you ever think about it?" Deku asked. Kacchan raised an eyebrow as he spoke. "Think about what?" Izuku gave a deep sigh. "Us." he stated plainly, before turning his head towards Bakugo. "Like maybe what it would've been like if we never... ended things." Kacchan looked down to the floor, ignoring the redness on his face. Another long pause, agonizing silence. "The thought has crossed my mind a few times..." he mumbled, almost so quietly that Deku didn't hear him. He probably wouldn't have been so honest if it weren't for the copious amounts of alcohol in his system.
When he heard no response, he looked up, just now realizing how close they were standing to each other. He couldn't read the look in Deku's eyes, but the next thing he knew, their lips were connecting. It was a sweet, soft kiss and Deku put his hands on Bakugo's chest.
'His lips are soft.'
'I shouldn't be doing this.'
'This is wrong.'
'God, i miss him so much.'
So many thoughts were running thru Kacchan's mind, but he couldn't focus on any of them. Too clouded from the alcohol to make any proper sense of what was happening. He knew he shouldn't let it continue. But damn it felt good.
He reached his hands up to Deku's face, holding it and deepening the kiss. Izuku's hands slid down and he gripped onto the sides of Bakugo's shirt, trying to stay grounded to reality himself. Izuku pulled himself flush against Kacchan, earning a small whimper that was lost in the kiss. And in that moment, all the blood rushed to Bakugo's core, and Izuku definitely noticed. They began stumbling backwards towards Deku's bed, getting lost in each other.
Without thinking twice, Deku pushed his tongue past Bakugo's lips, entangling it with his. He ran his fingers thru Izuku's soft green hair, remembering how much he liked it. Their lips parted, and Deku started kissing his neck. His neck was sensitive. Bakugo let out a small moan as Izuku snaked his hands under his shirt, familiar warm fingertips roaming his skin. Bakugo pushed Deku onto the bed and stood over him as he began taking off his clothes. He started with his shirt, pulling it over his head and exposing his built torso. Deku marveled at the sight of how his ex-lover's body changed over the 6 years that they've been apart. Muscles more defined and scars littered all over his body. Izuku reached up to his belt, tugging on it, silently asking to remove it. His emerald eyes stared up at him thru thick lashes, almost pleading with him.
Kacchan raised his hand to his belt, quickly unbuckling the clasp as he slid the material past his muscular thighs. His painfully hard dick jumping to life and hitting him on the stomach. His body was the image of perfection in Deku's mind. His dick throbbed painfully as his eyes trailed down the subtle veins running along Kacchan's forearms. His gaze moved to the slight shadows being casted on his defined 6 pack from the small lamp sitting on the nightstand. It was the only thing illuminating them both with soft light. Izuku opened his mouth, reaching for Katsuki's tip but he was grabbed by the throat, much like he witnessed Shinsou do to Denki earlier in the night. Bakugo roughly pushed him against the mattress, crashing his lips onto Deku's.
Izuku whimpered, bucking his hips against Kacchan who was settled between his legs. He removed his hand from around Deku's neck, deciding it'd be put to better use getting his pants off. Both hands hooked into the waistband of Izuku's jeans as he pulled them down, discarding them to the floor. He kissed Deku's neck hungrily, continuing to his collarbones and chest, littering his skin with small purple marks. Izuku reached for his mahogany nightstand, fumbling with the handle on the drawer as he searched for the bottle of clear lube he kept at his beside. He pushed the bottle against Katsuki's chest. "P-please Kacchan, need you." He whined, looking at Bakugo through his lashes with lust blown eyes. It drove him fucking crazy. He snactched the bottle from Izuku's hands "C'mere" the blonde man growled deep in his chest as the blush on his face spread to his ears. He knew what he was doing was wrong but fuck, he was so damn pretty when he begged like that.
His thoughts ran wild at the sight of the green haired boy under him. His thin waist and that pretty face, all for him. Izuku grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down and kissed him again. As Bakugo hovered over Deku, chest to chest, the scent of alcohol and Deku's cologne enveloped his senses. He broke away from the kiss, squirting some of the lube on his fingers, closing the bottle and throwing it somewhere. He used his other hand to flip Deku onto his stomach and Izuku arched his back slightly, pushing his hips up to give Kacchan the perfect view. Bakugo got on top of him, straddling the back of his legs as he began sliding his lube covered fingers across his entrance. Izuku let out a small, breathy gasp as he used the slick substance to ease the stretch when he penetrated the tight hole. Just one finger at first, moving it in and out slowly, listening for his tiny gasps and whimpers. He braced himself by holding onto Izuku's waist like a vice grip, forcing him to deepen his arch. He leaned forward, pressing his chest flush against Deku's back as he continued to stretch him open.
Izuku reached back, grabbing onto Bakugo's wrist and pulling his hand closer to his face. He kissed his fingertips, interlocking their hands and shifting under Kacchan's weight. "God, you know exactly what to do to drive me crazy." He groaned, lust coating his voice like honey. "You're gonna make me lose control if you keep doing shit like that. You've been on my mind for weeks." He closed his eyes, burying his head in Izuku's neck as he pushed a second finger in, slowly hitting the sweet spot inside of him. Deku let out a broken cry of pleasure as he felt Bakugo's second finger. "You're the only one that can make me feel this good, Kacchan. No one I've been with- fuck please just-" his voice almost sounded like a cry as he tried to get the words out, begging, making Katsuki growl low in his chest. It was music to his ears. "Shh." he cooed. "Okay baby, I'm coming." He whispered close to Deku's ear. "You're such a good boy." Bakugo felt him tighten for just a second as he moaned from those words. "imma good boy~" he mumbled out a small whine, burying his face in the pillow.
Kacchan sat up, relishing in the pretty sounds he missed so much. He removed his fingers from Deku's entrance and, using the excess lube on his hand, he started stroking his dick that painfully throbbed with each whimper that left Izuku's lip. He coated it in the slick substance before falling back down on Deku's back. He lined himself up with his tight hole and pushed himself in slowly, wrapping an arm around Izuku's neck and holding onto him tight. He kissed his neck, leaving pretty purple bruises trailing wherever his lips touched. He then bit down on the soft skin of his right shoulder, making him cry out. Half from the hickies, and half from the bittersweet feeling that he remembered so well of Katsuki stretching him out. His mind was numb with longing. Nothing could compare to the way Bakugo fucked him. Izuku moaned and pushed back onto Bakugo's shaft, forcing him deeper. Kacchan's breath hitched and he spoke in a low, primal tone. "fuck~ I missed you so much." He brutally slammed into him, picking up his pace, causing Izuku's eyes to brim with tears from pleasure and pain.
"I- oh god, yes! I missed- fuck Kacchan please~" Bakugo's mind reeled as he heard those words escape Deku's lips, triggering all kinds of emotions. 'God, I love him so much'. he thought, finally admitting it to himself. He moaned and fucked into Deku faster, going deeper and hitting his g-spot. Izuku tried to speak but his words just died on his tongue. "ngh~ k-kachaan I- please I-" He struggled to get all the words out as Bakugo continued his relentless pace. The sounds of skin on skin and wet slapping tuned everything else out. The feeling was so intense that the burning in his eyes turned into tears, threatening to stain the pillow he held onto for dear life. Kacchan pounded into him faster and took a fistfull of his hair, pulling Deku's head backwards. He kissed and bit all over his neck, ravaging it with more and more markings. He snaked a hand around his waist, gripping him feverishly as he pulled him to his knees.
Deku moved his hips along with Bakugo's rhythm and held onto Kacchan's arm. Bakugo sat back on his knees without missing a beat. Reaching for Izuku's length to stroke him while he brutalized his thrusts even more, still pulling at his soft green hair. He always loved Deku's hair. His breathing got heavier, and his thrusts a bit messier as he stroked Izuku faster, his hand gliding effortlessly. "You're taking me so well Izu" he sighed the old nickname out, voice gruff and blown with lust, sending Deku over the edge. Heat pooled in his stomach, threatening to snap. "fu-fuck I'm gonna cum. Kachaan please please please im s-so close!" he couldn't say anything else, all he could do was beg.
Bakugo closed his eyes as the feeling of Izuku tightening around him pushed him towards ecstasy, still milking him and chasing his own high. He groaned as he felt himself start to cum. "Fuck Deku, I missed you so fucking much. Cum for me baby, let go." He said almost angrily. And then a soft moan escaped his lips, the next words that left Bakugo's mouth made Izuku shiver "My pretty boy.... Izu I still love you." He felt Deku's release as he uttered those words before he could even stop himself, his dick twitching with each spurt of the white, sticky substance that covered Bakugo's hand. He didn't slow down, groaning as he fucked Izuku hard through his orgasm "Ngh~ K-kaachan I never stopped loving y-you." A broken whine as he choked out those words.
Bakugo brought his hand to his mouth, licking his fingers clean of what Deku left behind. "Fuck, you're so pretty, I can't hold back, I-" His thoughts came to a halt, and he moaned loudly as his own orgasm crashed through him like a tidal wave. His brutal, messy thrusts came to a halt as he emptied himself inside of Izuku, painting his insides white.
God what a pretty sight this was, the man he loved most, filled to the brim by him. Screaming for him.
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Katsuki's eyes fluttered open, squinting at the bright light from the large window in Deku's room. His palms rubbed the sleep from his vision as he sat up in bed. He yawned, shifting his gaze to the beautiful man who laid next to him. His eyes travelled the length of his torso, noticing how the blanket rested at his lower back. His exposed skin and green hair glowing in the morning sun. Bakugo smiled, the calm before the storm.
His smile faltered when the memories of last night filled his brain, and he remembered that he should be waking up next to you.
Fuck.
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Parts 3
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warning(s): language, name calling (someone gets called a whore once)
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THIS IS FICTION AND DOESN'T DEPICT THE ACTUAL PEOPLE IRL
kaya's point of view
i don't know what i'm doing here. i honestly should've just stayed home like jongho and miyeon did but alas, here i am.
"at least pretend you're having fun." beomgyu whispers to me which earns him a glare.
"i am having fun, what you mean?"
"as if."
christmas is a week away, why the fuck am i in a forest toasting marshmallows?
yeonjun thought it would be a good idea to organise a little getaway to relax and unwind before the hectic christmas schedule starts. jongho immediately declined because he simply didn't want to spend his days freezing in a tent and he was so real for that because here we all are huddled over the fire wearing layers to keep warm.
"next christmas we go to phi phi islands, i can't do this." i complain and everyone laughs but i simply don't recall making a joke.
beomgyu comes back from wherever he went to, this time with a blanket and he sits down next to me so he can wrap hos arm around me and cover both of us with the blanket. a small gesture that never fails to warm my heart.
"i know!" soobin exclaims causing all of us to turn to him, startled at the whole his sudden outburst. "let's sing campfire songs."
groans go around the fire and mrs choi throws something into the fire. "boooo."
"okay."
"you know, when beomgyu and i started dating, i was so nervous to meet you all. i mean, granted, i had before then but that was just as taehyun and yeosang's sister. meeting you all as beomgyu's girlfriend was something different." i tell them all out of nowhere.
all i hear is the cracking of the fire in front of us accompanied by the other sounds of nature. everyone has their attention on me.
"he assured me there was nothing to worry about and he was right. you're all some of the most welcoming people and i'm glad i get to spend yet another christmas with you guys."
"aww kaya, where is this coming from?" mrs choi asks and i shrug.
"i felt the same." hayoon speaks up and we turn to her, now focusing on her. "i remember i was also extremely nervous seven years ago, yeonjun and i were both nothing but young teenagers and so imagine here i am, 17 years old about to meet my boyfriend's family for the first time. i was terrified but you all accepted me as part of the family since then and i thought you were all just sticking around being kind, waiting for us to break up but it was all in my head." she tells us with tears forming in her eyes and yeonjun who is right next to her outs his arm around her shoulder which warms my heart to see.
"we liked you from the get go. both of you. we saw how happy you made our babies so who are we to stand in your way?"
"who's the baby?" beomgyu asks and i nudge him.
"story is, all three of you girls brought extra happiness to the family. miyoung did the impossible. you remember how jongho was hellbent on not getting married?" mrs choi asks, turning to her husband who nods. "now look at them, married, happier than ever. hayoon came in and brightened yeonjun's life a whole lot, dare i say he smiles a lot more now and here you guys are, parents to the most beautiful baby girl the world has eyer seen."
the couple smile widely, hiding their red faces.
she's not wrong. minji is quite literally the cutest baby i've ever seen and i've seen my baby pictures.
"then here's kaya. you being related to both my sons' friends was not a coincidence. you know, with beomgyu being the youngest, i was more sceptical at first but getting to know you over dinner immediately put my mind at ease. soobin when are you getting into a relationship for goodness sake." she says, finishing her speech calling soobin out who was not expecting it in the slightest bit.
"hold on..."
"you're the only single one in the house my dear."
"that's not true, san is also single." he defends but yeonjun butts in.
"yeah but he's a whore."
"hey, don't say that about your brother." mr choi scolds making us laugh. "it's best if we ignore that aspect of his life."
there's no way...
his statement earns him a hit upside the head by mrs choi.
"you know what? let it stay that way." he says causing laughs to erupt from anyone.
"go back to kaya and beomgyu. they're the only unmarried couple he-" soobin says but he stops talking almost immediately, his eyes shifting around. beomgyu tensed up next to me too. what's this about?
"we'll get married when we're ready." beomgyu quickly says and i nod.
we've spoken about it quite a few times here and there and tge conversations always end with us planning the actual day so i guess you could say we are ready but in no rush.
"just say you don't wanna put a ring on it." i tease and he coughs and everyone around the fire gets a bit shifty.
okay what's going on?
san's point of view
no way in fucking hell this is happening right now.
"bro how do you get stomach flu at your geriatric age?" wooyoung asks seonghwa who's laying in bed, completely out of it. "we're viewing houses today."
"you think i don't know that asshole?" seonghwa groans, throwing a pillow at wooyoung.
"well we still have to go. someone will have to be mr park for the day." yeosang tells us and almost immediately.
"NOT IT!" wooyoung and i both say at tge same time and i kid you not, yeosang glitched in real time.
"good morning mr park. my name is gary. you mentioned bringing some company?" the man greets with a wide smile and yeosang nods.
"yeah they're here."
as if it's some big reveal, wooyoung and i get out of the car and the man's eyes widen when they land on me. aww he remembers me.
"good morning." we greet him and he greets back with a smile.
"well. let's get started then."
he walks us through the first half like normal, talking about tge neighbourhood, the surrounding areas, what's nearby, all that boring stuff.
now look, we planned everything except how to bring up the ring and that's when it struck me. i left after losing. what if he gambled it away.
"can i talk to them for a second?" i ask and he nods.
i take them a bit farther from gary so i can talk a bit louder because yeosang doesn't like whispering noises. little bitch.
"what's up?"
"guys what if he doesn't have the ring? like what if he gambled it away?" i ask them and their eyes widen at the revelation.
"what do we do then?"
"excuse me. i didn't mean to eavesdrop but sir, you mentioned a ring?" gary says, and we all turn to him.
well, we're fucked.
#choi beomgyu#beomgyu#choi beomgyu scenarios#beomgyu scenarios#choi beomgyu imagines#beomgyu imagines#txt beomgyu#beomgyu fanfic#tomorrow x together#txt imagines#txt scenarios#txt fluff#txt fanfic#kpop#kpop fanfic
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Hope this is okay to send you! As a new louis fan I didnt even realise there was a streaming event for the first away from home, I watched it the other day and omg it was so good!!!! I also didn't realise how expressive Louis' face is when he sings!!! I've watched quite a few livestreams this year and you obviously don't always get a clear picture and I was far away at my gig but it was so fun to see!!!
And when he said "what the fuck was I worried about?!" I was so proud like "go louis!!!"
Also made me want that 28 clothing green Jersey, even more lol. (I'm currently rewatching AOTV bc my dvd arrived today and also want that 3/4 zip he wore at his first US show back (dallas?))
Do you have a favourite moment from the AFHF21 stream? (And are there any other big things I should know about and watch? Can't believe I didn't know I could watch it!! 🤣)
Hi Anon! Welcome to the fandom ❤️ and of course it's ok, i love these kind of asks! Afhf21 is just so special to my heart. I was missing him so much and then he came up with a free festival as his first live show since the pandemic, looking like a dream wearing his self designed beautiful jersey (iconic!), singing his heart out 🥹. It was just so good. There are so many moments that i absolutely love from the streaming event like the sweet moment with his grandparents after the show, that scene when he was stress cleaning, his scenes with Helene (love he actually cares about his vocal performance and works on it he even had a vocal coach with him on tour and how he doesn't shy away from being vulnerable and actually shows us how nervous he was before the show), and of course his actual performance ❤️. I'm so bad at recommendations 😭 and tbh Louis' career was kind of held on pause for a long time so there wasn't a lot of content before walls' tour (right now is the best time to be a louie bc we have enough content, i can't tell you how hard it was to be a louie before walls' release 😭). Anyway, i think the other big thing that happened besides releasing his albums and tours is the live from London streaming show so if you haven't already, i'd recommend watching it (it's available on YouTube). You can watch the igtvs from ltwt too. These next ones are not big things that happened but interviews of his that i love like his breaking down walls interview he did for walls (it's up on his YouTube channel), the track by track for walls the album and for fitf. I love his interviews with Zach Sang and the fun ones like the ladbible ones and the wired interview. The GQ one (i think it's called actually me) he did from walls era and that la resistencia interview are one of my favorites i'm obsessed so you can watch those if you haven't already 🤗. You have THE aotv dvd (which also has bty studio version and fitf bonus tracks) i'm so jealous but good for you! What a nice thing to have 😍. And saw him live in concert ! You're living the dream ❤️. Also, you're absolutely right about the 3/4 zip he wore at Dallas, it's one of my favorites and i don't see enough appreciation for her 😒, if you want to and can afford it, you should get one when they release it, it's so pretty. If you don't mind me asking, when and how did you become a fan? And what are your favorite walls and fitf songs?
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Danganronpa 3 Future Arc episode 11
Thonks.
I had no predictions or anything for this.
Ohh shit we're getting back to the past with the end of the first game.
That giant door.
I always wondered if we'd see this moment.
... Yeah the world looks, fucked.
Oh, I didn't think the future foundation found them this early.
"Hopes Peak has been liberated" not cos of anything you guys did.
Ohhh, so Junko got away with it because Chisa didn't think she was behind all of this.
Which is something we now know Juzo would've backed up.
Confirmation Chisa still despaired.
Back to the present.
I like how Asahina is giving the evidence, it's Kyoko's notes but it's nice she's on the detective team too.
... WAIT... What?!
It was a suicide... A mass suicide?
No one was murdered by an attacker, everyone just killed themselves.
... What?!
Welcome to Danganronpa 3 the anime, enjoy the ride, wipe your tears and don't forget to go fuck yourself.
So every body was found next to a monitor?
... And now Makoto is tied up and somethings gonna happen at the time limit?
I am so confused.
Bringing up that Kyoko would've been pissed he'd reached his limit rn and the promise he made Komaru.
Sweet and I admire your determination, but it's making me nervous.
OHHH so a new attacker gets picked every time, and they figured out the next one is Makoto.
People joke that Danganronpa is basically Mafia, this is literally Mafia.
... Just a lot more bloody.
The bracelets wake you up when you're near a monitor and than tell you're the attacker.
I like that, that's clever.
And it's not live like every other footage usually is, it's a recording.
I didn't think we'd be getting Monokuma theatre.
It's about time.
.... Nevermind this is werid, it's just the song playing in reverse... Ohhh shit... It's the brainwashing stuff isn't it?
Oh no.
WHAT?! KYOKO?... SAYAKA?!
... Oh no...
So they get to your fears and worries and drive you into wanting to kill yourself.
... Fuck... And Makoto is the worst person to be in this because he already has so much survivors guilt.... Oh no.
Talk about a class reunion.
O....fuck...no, Makoto!
I am genuinely horrified.
And than it shifts to their dead bodies too...
When Kyoko died I said something like if Makoto can smile after this, it's a miracle.
That... But times it by infinity.
I did not expect this to be the route they went down, that Makoto would be seeing his entire fallen classmates telling him he should've died.
Oh this so awful.
... Okay I did laugh at Mondo being a puddle of butter with a coat on top.
That was funny.
But this is still all horrifying.
Cut back to the real world and he's just... Screaming and crying while tied up.
This is painful, this hurts so much.
Poor Makoto.
.... And it drops you a blade... Oh no... Someone wake up, please..
... PLEASE...
Also Munakata you didn't tie him down properly.
His eyes!
His flowing red and white despair filled eyes....
Wait Juzo's alive?!
I'm relieved he stopped Makoto but I'm also not happy that he's choking him.
At least Makoto's back... I need to sit down, but I'm already sitting.
Oh God that was... What the fuck... What the fuck.
Oh and Juzo cut his arm off, okay sure why not.
Makoto you are waay to cheerful after... That.
Wasn't expecting this erm... Reflection from Juzo but you know yeah. Yeah you were all manipulated.
Wait Juzo wanted Makoto to die since he left Hopes Peak? What? Because he defeated Junko and you couldn't?
...That is, so dumb.
I appreciate you feeling bad for everything and that pissed she manipulated you which caused all of this.
But that's not Makoto's fault.
Time to destroy the monitors.
Wait, it was the Director?!
What?
Okay so Munakata knows Chisa was with the Remnants and that she and Juzo vouched for Junko.
That sucks.
I don't think anyone could accuse you, Juzo Sakakura of being a softy.
Go to him, let him confess his... Very obvious feelings for you.
Oh yeah you did leave him to die, but you could not do that now? Maybe?
Oh he running! Oh he running! But I think it's too late... Yup...
Wow I was not expecting Makoto to just casually go to Ryota like "huh werid video... You wouldn't happen to know anything about that?"
Chills Makoto, chills.
"You have a message from Tengan"
... What?!
#danganronpa 3: the end of hope's peak high school#Danganronpa#makoto naegi#kyosuke munakata#ryota mitarai#juzo sakakura#long post
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We shall see! Just finished reading No Seek No Find and my heart is full. I’m overwhelmed by both events right now Ahhhhhhh. It’s the ways they check on Saki but not coddle her, placing their (Don’t Lose) Faith in her. Shiho saying she loves the songs Saki has composed in the past along with what she will compose in the future because they’re Hers reminded me of her fes card story, one of my favorites. Especially with how the event ends! She is such a protective wolf of her pack haha. The outfits and cards too? And the song itself of course. If you haven’t heard Saki’s solo, I highly recommend it! I especially loved Saki reflecting on what she’s been through and how far she’s come. The voice acting was top tier. I like how realistic it is too since not every song will appeal to everyone. Anyway, I’m just rambling now so I’ll stop.
youll leave me to ramble on my own...? ah, alas, alack!1!
you can fit so much love in leo/need events. also your mention of not coddling her made me laugh cause guess who has the 'tends to coddle' and 'worrywart' relationship titles with saki? that's right! Shiho! XD but you're right, they recognised her determination to Advance and rather than ban her from it and lead to her maybe trying it sneakily and hurting herself, ensuring she's relying on them. it's the sort of care that truly Knows the kind of person Saki is.
and yea!! i love how intently they tie the cards, the stories, the music. i forget which comes first during devtime but i do know they mentioned they deliberately line up music and card designs. Saki's VA made her breakdown over being alone, behind, gosh. Probably one of my fave bits of distinct fragments of voice-acting, aside from Haruka's anni card, Ena in her big sister moments, Mizuki's in footsteps and tie a ribbon... there's a lot, but it really is a place where the voiceacting adds that much more.
god that's another big thing for psekai's accomplishments which seems so small when said but is actually an issue if you run long enough without thinking 'ok what next': the story progression makes sense. like. yes people who are feeling disconnected from the sort of 'day to day' contentment won't necessarily resonate with a very upbeat song! one of the best ways to reach someone Going Through It is acknowledging yes that is a Shit thing to have to go through--i recognise it, and i'm saying i am here to hear you, and help you through. and leo need Had to come up against that sooner or later, as they do the disparity in Shiho's level of play vs. the rest, down the line. you can tell! you can tell how they plan out their story and it's such a welcome thing to see!
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heyy it's charli anon :) i'm sorry i've been gone for so long life has just been so wild. i've been meaning to send smtn but honestly i haven't had time for music, but i miss our little talks so here i am <3
that boy's a liar pt 2 is so catchy, my first pinkpantheress song, i hope i'm making you proud. i rly like the instrumental of welcome to my island remix, but honestly i haven't had the proper time to really listen to it, next month maybe
the last of us has been so good i have so many thoughts i love it sm, i watch it with my mum and keep saying that was/wasn't in the game every 5 min it's great
i'm made a simblr and it's been really fun, but i think i'll stick with anon with you, i like the mystery of it all lol. your legacy has been so cute though, i sent the ask saying i can feel your fun through the posts bc it's so true!
oh and i'm thinking of getting one of those pretty glass candle warming lamps, if i can find one that ships to my country. idk if you're a candle type of person but this is very exciting for me
ok ok enough about me tell me everything, all the things you've liked and disliked recently, all the details. hope you have a wonderful day and i can't wait to hear from you <33
literally how i feel getting this ask! HIIIIIIIII i've missed our talks too so glad this is continuing in 2023 let me go under the cut so i can really get into it!
i can't believe boy's a liar pt 2 is your first pinkpantheress song.... i guess the only way is up from here. (not to say i dislike it i think it's cute but pinkpantheress has such a singular sound that i don't think always works with her collaborators!) i listened to charli's welcome to my island remix, too! i think it's very cute i love when she raps. fine.
i'm not watching tlou! not for any reason other than i'm not a zombie person. also i'm in my succession season 4 gear up right now like idk it's been a real struggle for shows to grab me i'm on charmed s4 right now but it's still a bit of an effort to watch.
omg thank you! welcome to simblr i hope your stay isn't traumatic. i didn't expect to be posting sims with any regularity at all, honestly, but i still prefer being hands off with the community at large and mostly engaging with my mutuals my tumblr time isn't what it once was.
i love candles! love a scent! you absolutely should!
i've been in such a limbo i feel but it's just because i had such a busy january i was doing something every weekend of the month which was incredible for seeing my friends and feeling like a person part of something, terrible for how tired i was! i'm actually going paintballing this weekend, which i'm really excited about
rebecca black's debut album literally just dropped, and i can't wait for kelela's album tomorrow i'm sooooo ready for it
#imo inquiries#anonymous#glad we're still doing this! i was thinking about you recently idk if you wanted to do a music wrapped corner#songs you've discovered. what's in your on repeat playlist. stuff on the horizon things like that
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Girls' Generation in My Playlists: Title Tracks
This is the first half of a post (in honor of their new album!!!) where I'll be discussing every SNSD song that I've added to my Spotify playlists, playlists which I've been avidly creating since 2020. You can listen to a playlist with all the songs from both posts using this link. Enjoy, and I hope you're reminded of old favorites or find some new ones here--I think it's easy to forget just how interesting their music is, and hopefully these posts provide a pretty good sampling!
All Night: "All Night" is just good dance music--a little bit tropical house, a little bit sparkling synthpop--that stays true to the style of their older, cutesy hits. I find this one too sweet not to love, appealing to my need for something cheery but not excitable to leave on repeat when I'm anxious, something to ease my breathing and make me smile. In fact, I'd bet this is my most-played SNSD song for that reason, though it helps that the track fits so well in many different types of playlists, too.
Gee: This one is on my playlist for neon lights and dancing in grocery stores at midnight, and I can only describe it as incessant. Somehow, it leans completely into youthful, cheesy romance while also making full use of the members' evocative vocals (the ad-libs in the last chorus, overlaying a childishly chanted melody, stand out beautifully!), and this combination just adds to the song's energy.
Genie: Do I really just like "Genie" because its chorus is a giant wall of harmonies? Yes, probably--I have my biases, I can't help it! They really are wonderful, though, and the members sound beautifully confident during the verses, maybe even a little smug, like the superstars they are. "Genie" is luxurious without being unapproachable--believe you me, this is one for sleepover karaoke sessions.
I Got A Boy: I'm glad that “I Got A Boy” seems to be universally admired at this point, because I imagine that it wasn't super well-received at first (like a "Next Level" type of thing, where everyone was complaining but then all of a sudden I was hearing "I'm on the next *pause* le-vel" EVERYWHERE *laughs*). This is one of the times where I'm actually inclined to say if you hate this, you just hate fun, because every moment of the track is so perfectly catchy, to the point where I subconsciously sing along with even its least intuitive structure changes. “I Got A Boy” goes in a playlist with my other obnoxious sparkly songs, like "Trick It" by Twice, "Lalalilala" by April, and "Butterfly" by WJSN. It's cute, okay?
Lion Heart: This is my favorite SNSD song--I can't tell you how many times I've watched the live performances for this one. "Lion Heart" is soft and comforting, almost celebratory with its brass instrumental and polished, glitzy concept, but then SNSD’s vocals get me again and, by the time we reach the second chorus, there's no way I'm dancing--I feel like my heart will burst, like I'm nestled in a pile of blankets post-breakup, watching an old favorite TV show and eating ice cream straight out of the container. In the outro, when the members trade lines accompanied by chanting, there's a lovely kind of camaraderie between the members that really brings the whole song together. "Lion Heart" is comfort food, and, like "All Night", it casts a spell when left on repeat.
Mr. Mr.: In sharp contrast to the last entry, "Mr. Mr." is a song that thrives off of creating unease. It takes the technological influences of Britney Spears, with uncomfortably gritty bass made prominent in the verses and a willingness to play with robotic vocal effects in the prechorus and bridge, and builds all of this up to a heavenly chorus. Listening to it after becoming a fan of Spears' "Stronger", I can't help but notice the formula of her big hits repeated in "Mr. Mr.", but Girls' Generation's angelic vocal blend over the crystal-clear production of the chorus (and again, those ad-libs!!!) make this a welcome addition to the canon.
Oh!: This is the first SNSD song I heard, and I loved it: I even tried to learn the dance! The chorus is a wave--soft, then suddenly exploding with EDM, then going soft again--and I think that's how "Oh!" builds tension so well. I often find myself craving the buildup from the first "oh"'s of the chorus, which are almost whisper-sung, to the burst of harmony at the halfway point, making this one quite the veteran on my playlists.
Run Devil Run: Another one from my neon lights playlist! "Run Devil Run" is a simple song, but its charms are all in the performance, which is given with absolute confidence. My favorite part is the second half of the chorus--especially during the first chorus, when Taeyeon's voice rises, blazing, over the icy, disdainful half-spoken lines of the first half. With its bare production, "Run Devil Run" really does feel dark, and that makes it a compelling addition to SNSD’s discography!
You Think: I understand how this could be seen as Girls' Generation's equivalent of Red Velvet's "Rookie", with just a little bit too much weird stuff going on to really allow it to stick with the fans, but I actually see "You Think" as more of a "Red Flavor"-- yeah, I forgot how much I enjoy this song, but I really like it. "Red Flavor" has a downright odd, verging on unpleasant, background sample, but it becomes just a small bit of texture nestled within a larger pop confection. "You Think", in my opinion, has the same thing going for it--whatever is going on with those samples is definitely odd, but it ends up building to the catharsis of the high notes in the chorus, and any doubts of mine are washed away. "You Think" has a really strong mood that is almost instantly set, despite having the exact opposite energy one would expect from the cute-concept icons themselves, and I love this one for the shot of ego it provides me.
#i really don't think it gets better than lion heart! <3#comeback celebration!#girls generation#snsd
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