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yeaimsafiya · 2 months

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CHAPTER ONE back from rehab

SYNOPSIS the beginning of a teenage girl named y/n who is fresh out of rehab but doesn't intend to stay clean.

FROM THE WRITER AHH IM SORRY IM LATE GUYS!! This is the first chapter I'm ever writing, I took some inspo from episode 1 but I'm going to have to cut each episode into fourths because I really don't want to spend a whole week trying to finish a whole episode and school work. But I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter as much as I did - Love you guys, Sapiyah <3

WARNINGS Lots of unnecessary writing, female! reader, mentions of drugs and drinking, strong sexual content, nudity, violence, adult content, adult language, scenes might be uncomfortable for some, some scenes might include mentions of mental illness'

SERIES EUPHORIA

CHARACTERS INCLUDED members of the bakusquad & dekusquad, big three(?), some characters of class 1A

NOTES MDNI! Ageless blogs will be blocked or removed.

Readers discretion is advised

Suddenly, the whole world goes dark and nothing else matters except the person standing in front of you.

You were once happy. Content.

Sloshing and swimming around your own private, primordial pool; Then one day, for reasons beyond your control, you were continuously and repeatedly crushed...

Over..and over.. again by the cervix of your mother, M/n.

You put up a good fight, but eventually lost, for the first time, but not the last.

You were born 3 days after 9/11, your mother and father spent two days in the hospital, holding you under the soft glow of the television, watching those towers fall over and over again, until the feeling of grief gave away to numbness.

And then, without warning, a middle-class childhood in the American suburbs.

You were sitting at the dinner table with your mother, M/n, and Father, F/n. But it appeared something else had gotten your attention, a set of numerous lights above the dinner table, in which you wanted to count.

"Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen.."

" What are you looking at y/n?"

"..."

"What are you doing? ..Y-y/n look at me."

"One, two, three, .."

"What are you doing Y/n?"

*cries*

"Id say she's suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder..."

Its not like you were physically abused..

"...attention deficit disorder..."

..Or had some type of clean water storage..

"..general anxiety disorder.."

..Or was molested by a family member.

"..and possibly bipolar disorder. But she's a little bit too young to tell."

So, explain this shit to me.

"Honey, it's just the way your brain was hardwired; Plenty of great, intelligent, funny, interesting and creative people have struggled with the same things you struggle with."

"Like who?"

"Vincent Van Gogh, Sylvia Plath, and even Brittney Spears, your favorite!"

You haven't remembered much from the ages of eight to twelve. Just that the world moved fast, and your mind moved slow.

"Does anyone have an idea of what a perception might be?"

And every now and then, if you focused on the way you breathed...

You'd die.

"Slow down, just breathe"

Until every second of the day, you'd find yourself trying to outrun your anxiety.

"What's wrong Y/n?"

..And quite frankly..

"I'm just fucking exhausted"

Coming down to the kitchen, you could hear the small talk between your mother and younger sister, S/N.

"You said the doctor was in our network. How can he suddenly be out of network?"

"I can't afford it."

"Did you see that video of the girl who got acid thrown at her face?"

"What? No.."

"It's pretty fucked up.."

"Mom do you know where the tampons are?"

"In my bathroom, right under the sink."

And at one point, you'd make a choice of who you are and what you want.

"Alright Gia, let's go"

"Why do the co-payments cost $300?"

"Y/n did you eat breakfast?"

".."

"What's with the glasses?"

"What glasses?"

You just happened to show up one day, without a map or a compass..

"Attention students, we need to lockdown."

..Or to be honest, anyone capable of giving on iota of good fucking advice.

And I know it all seems sad but guess what? You did not build this system up, nor fuck it up yourself.

But then it happens. That moment where your breath starts to slow. And every time you breathe, you breathe out all the oxygen you have.

Then everything stops: Your heart, your lungs, then finally, your brain. And everything you feel, you wish, and want to forget, it all just sinks.

And then suddenly... you give it air again, give it life again.

You remember the first time it happened, where you were so scared you wanted to call 911. Go to the hospital and be kept alive by machines and apple juice. But you didn't want to look like an idiot, and you didn't want to fuck up everyone else's night.

And now overtime, that's all you've wanted.. those two seconds of nothingness.

You spent a good portion of summer before junior year in rehab. God granted you the serenity to accept things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

"Y/N," your sister yelled from afar, greeting you after your long leave. You smiled, and whilst running up to her, tried to continue the conversation with your younger sibling.

"Hey, Come here!"

"How are you?"

"Good, I missed you."

"I missed you too."

"Look at you, are you growing?"

"No."

Looking over, you see your mother standing by your family car.

"Hey," you yelled out to her, only to receive a small smile from her.

And with that. you knew it was your time to go.

"I'm very happy for you Y/n. You're about to start a brand-new chapter," Your mother says while driving you and your sister to school. You looked at her with a smile, then turned your attention back to the car window.

You had no intentions of staying clean. And yet, Jirou just moved into town.

"There's some new girl in town that I think you'll be friends with," Shoto said, with you standing beside him in his store.

"Who?"

"Shit, I don't know. She came in looking all punk rock and shit; So I'm thinking to myself, like, 'look like somebody Y/n would be friends with'."

Which was sort of a dead-on observation for Shoto, who's not normally revolving in the same direction as planet earth.

"So how long have you been back?" He asked.

"About five days."

"And how are you feeling?"

"I mean, ever since I gave my life over to my lord and savior Jesus Christ, things have been, like, really good."

"Word? That's what's up," You chuckled at his snarky remark, giving him a small smile.

"I'm fucking with you," you said whilst laughing, "It was a joke."

"Shit, hey, I don't judge," he defended, hands raising to just above his chest.

"But for real, is Deku in the back?"

"Are you serious?" Shoto questioned, seeming very disappointed in you.

"What, you think cause' I went to rehab I stayed clean?"

"I mean, ain't that the point?" he asks.

"Yeah, well, the world is coming to an end, and I haven't even graduated high school yet."

You gave Shoto one more smile before going to Deku, whilst Shoto stared at you the entire way there; There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, but since you were too busy looking for Deku, you didn't see.

You opened one of the doors of the refrigerators, leading you right to him with a bowl of fruit loops,"I thought your ass was dead," he said one he saw your appearance.

"And I thought you had Asperger's till I realized your just a prick," you barked back.

"This a fickle industry, y'all come and go. I'm just trying to stack my cash, pay off our mortgage," he said while pulling out a bunch of plastic bags out of a microwave.

"So what the fuck do you want?" You gave him a knowing look before he handed you needed.

"You sure you don't want to try something new?" He asks you.

"Like what?"

"2C-T-2, 2C-T-7, and 5-MeO-DIPT."

"I'm sorry I have no fucking idea of what you just said."

"It doesn't matter," he stated, "but this shit, is fucking lit."

"What is it?"

"N-diisopropyl-5-methoxytryptamine. It's a fast-acting psychedelic."

Got some similarities to LSD, but with, like, key differences. Not as visual as shit, but definitely a sense distorter.

"What's wrong?" That same dark purple hair girl questioned.

"I'm just so happy," you responded back.

"I don't know, this shits been going off in Tampa, and mad people like to fuck with this," Deku continued on with his descriptions with the drug.

"Okay. Yeah, why not."

"That'll be 120."

"Oh uh, Shoto said he'd spot me."

"Shoto doesn't spot nobody."

"Yeah, well, it's a post-rehab discount, so you should ask him."

"I will go ask him, cause' I know your full of shit."

Those were the last words he said before you walked out. Those were the last words you heard before you saw the same two boys in freshman year.

Bakugo and Kirishima.

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a-mel-tomelts · 7 months

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This is about the post you made wanting shuake content. I really wanted to come in with “they were two bros, chillin in a hot tub. 2 feet apart cause they ARE gay.” But then uh. My brain went:

Shuake is canon because Goro has 0 plot important reasons to be interested in akira personally.

The easiest option would be to wait in mementos. Or to even find calling card targets and observe them doing boss fights and follow them out for the first three. But by the fourth he knows makoto well enough that by Kaneshiro’s palace; he would recognise her and them.

So why get to know someone like he did? Why trauma dump in Leblanc? Why trauma dump in the bathhouse? Why bring him to his most special place (jazz bar)? Why house husband browse by asking if he cooks. And many people would argue this could be platonic: which I agree it could be just opening up to a friend. Could be finding solice in the ONE person who understood him.

But then WHY such flirtatious language!! Honey I’m home scene? The “you’re special/different” the “haha I was going to say something weird. Bye” (or something akin to that) At the end of one of their phone calls.

And if akira didn’t return these feelings why did holding onto the memory of goro by keeping his glove make goro cling to life? Why did morgana say that thing in the engine room?

Fellas is it homoromantic to be brought back from the clutches of death based on the feelings my homie holds for me?

Fuck it I’m going off anon for this. I’m not normal about the two of them.

They (goro) might be a bit toxic but call me Brittney cause I’m slipping under. I mean they were hand picked by a God to fist fight and see who wins. I think after all of the trauma that put them through they should be allowed to hold hands in the rubble of that Gods stadium.

Anyway.

God I’m so sorry for what I’ve cursed your inbox with

How does it feel to be so right and be brave about it?

#SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PPL IN THE BACK #YOU ARE SO CORRECT #biased +1 to you for Loki pfp #loki pfps are never wrong #feel free to send more asks like this #I'll prepare coffee and pancakes #shuake #akeshu #akeshuake #shuakeshu

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small-sinclair · 1 year

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Roadside Angel

Lester x y/n

Tw: reader survives a car wreck, watched someone die, glass, injured reader, blood, character deaths, being referred as property for a moment

Part two | Part 3

When you woke up this morning, you didnlt think you would be in a car wreck on the country road in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere. Jace's car flipped three times, and you heard Britney's neck snap, killing her in seconds. You remembered holding on to your seat belt so hard until the car stopped, and your friend's glazed eyes met yours. Jace was going nearly 100 down the road even though you told him to slow down, but he had to impress his now dead girlfriend. You were just along for the trip to the lake, and he graced you with the permission to have you come along. He was going to ask her to marry him, but you guess that love dies within a snap... ha, terrible joke, y/n.

When you came back, your brother and William, who was in the backseat, dragged you out of the car. Black smoke raised above the car as the fire in the front of the car was sandwiched between a pine tree and a large rock. Your brother's face had small glass peeking out of the skin, and William's face was pale from shock and panic. You looked back at the car, seeing Brittney's eyes in the flames, and you saw Martin's head smashed and broken in the backseat. You forgot he was there because he was sleeping. Going out in your sleep was a good gift; that's what your grandfather told you two days before he died in his sleep. Irony is like a skillet cooking an eggs.

"You okay, y/n?" Your brother asked, looked at you up and down. "Oh, shit. You're bleeding!"

"Jace, I see a car!"

"Flag them down, Will!" Your brother took off his green flannel and held in over your arm, careful not to touch the big chunk of glass sticking out of shoulder and upper arm. "You're going to be okay, y/n."

"Jace, what about you?" You asked in a whisper. You didn't realize that you were shaking, your eyes dead and numb. Every time you blink, all you see is Britney's eyes. "You good?"

"Forget me, okay?" He asked as the truck came into view, slowing down. "Keep pressure on your arm. I'll talk to the driver."

You knew you were in shock, that's why you weren't screaming in pain yet, but you knew that it'll come soon. You knew that once it hits you, you won't stop screaming and crying. You remembered that the closest hospital was 30 miles from here, and that's not enough time for you. On the other hand, you were just happy your brother lived. If anything, you were nervous how William was feeling about it all along with how he was going to pin this on you.

The driver got out of his truck in a hurry when he saw you sitting in the grass with blood running down your arm. He was short and looked like he needed two sandwiches. His face was covered in grim and dirt, and he still had the morning's shadow on his cheeks and chin. His faded red work shirt was unbutton and tucked in his pants to show his dirtied and torn white shirt. Around his neck, you thought he was wearing dog tags, but they were small bones once he got closer. His bright brown hair was greasy and curled up to the southern heat under his green hat. He looked worried as he stopped in front of your brother, but you couldn't hear a thing. Your ears started ringing as your eyes clouded and laced over the evening sky. This was the most prettiest sunset you've seen in a long time.

Soon, the stranger was in front of you, snapping his fingers to wake you from your fog. His voice was muffled as your body swayed side to side slightly. You could feel the earth lift up then back down like a roller coaster you once rode at the State Fair when you were a kid.

"...can ya 'ere me?" His voice was so sweet in your ears once you felt yourself grounded again. "Sweetpea? Hey," he snaps his fingers again, "com' back t' me. Don't go too far, 'kay? Com' back." Once he felt your eyes on him, he gave you a smile as sweet as honey, showing his rotten and blacken teeth. His lips were cracked and showed a healing cut. " 'At's it. Good. Hey there, beautiful," he cooed, his eyes looked over your upper body to make sure you weren't bleeding anywhere else. "C'n ya tell me yer name, sugar?"

"You have pretty eyes," you answered instead. His brown eyes were so soft and gentle. He shot you a confused looked, his cheeks a soft pink. "Real pretty eyes."

"Darlin'," he whispered as he looked at your arm. "I need ya to tel'me yer name."

"Y/n," you answered, your head getting dizzy again.

"It's real good t'meetcha," he said with a grin, worried pressed over his eyes. "C'n ya stan', sugar?"

You winced when you shrugged. "Catch... me?"

You felt the weight of the world crushing on you as you leaned to the side, closing your eyes. You expected your head to hit the dirt, but he caught you. His hands were rough but gentle to the touch. The smell of death came from his body, but you cared less. His hands were strong and warm as he lifted you up, cradling you. For someone so small looking, he was strong. When your eyes parted, you were being placed in the truck with your brother's help. William was getting into the back of the truck once the door slammed.

"C'n get ya to Ambrose in ten," the driver promised as he slammed his door. "It'll be bumpy, so hang on t'em." Then his eyes fell on you. He looked so scared as he started the truck and gunned it down the road. "Keep yer eyes open, y/n, yeah?" He asked, turning on a dirt road sharply. "Tel'me yer favorite color. Flower. Anythin'."

Your eyes looked up at your brother, seeing a stream of tears falling down fast. You looked up at the ceiling, seeing different antlers hanging. You wanted to touch one, hold it close, and ask its spirit for its name. Imagine asking that? You are really losing it, aren't you?

"F/c," you answered, your hands now tracing the gator skin on the radio. "It matches my eyes."

"Ya know? 'i a good color," the driver agreed, driving over the dirt road and river rocks. Luckily, it hasn't rained in a couple of days, so the road wasn't washed out. "I lik' green an' yeller."

The way he talked made you giggle. The sunset poked through his hair and trees, making the shadows cast over him, giving him a pair of angel wings. He was your roadside angel at this point. "Bet it looks good... good on you?" You found it harder to stay awake. The pain started kicking in. "What's your name?"

He looked at you then back at your brother. Guess you didn't hear him the first time, huh, y/n? "Lester," he answered. "Lester Sinclair."

"Pretty name," you breathed. The pain in your shoulder finally got to you, but you didn't have the strength to scream or cry. You didn't feel like doing anything besides sleeping. "I'm tired, Jace."

"Stay awake," your brother ordered. "See? We're here!" The truck stopped as soon as he said it. "Stay awake, y/n."

The car door opened on your brother's side as Lester hopped out of the seat, sliding over the hood of the car. William's hand slipped under you roughly, and his hand squeezed hard enough to leave a bruise. Soon, you felt yourself being lifted up in Lester's arms and hurried steps towards a house on a hill.

You heard the house door open as a taller man in a blue worker's jumper stepped out. "The hell's this, Les?" The older man barked. "What the fuck--?"

"They're hurt," Lester said, going up two steps. "Really hurt, Bo!"

"Like I care--"

"You betta care," Lester snapped. He never gets angry with his brothers, but seeing you like this was enough to make his chest ache. What were you doing to him, y/n? What is this? "Y/n needs help." He was careful with your hurt shoulder and arm as he held you closer. "Please, Bo? Get Vincent for help?"

Bo hates it when Lester flashes his puppy eyes. How could he say "no" to that look? Bo looked past Lester towards Jace and William before sighing in defeat. "Fine," he stepped aside. "Pa's office. I'll get Vinny."

Are all southern men this hot? They weren't kidding when they say men grew in southern soil.

Everything was a blur from there.

You were placed on a cold and hard bed? Table? What the hell is this? But you were there as Lester left the room to come back with a big bowl and a first-aid. you felt yourself weave in and out as his voice became muffled again...

When your eyes opened, you were met by a lifeless and blank face looking down at you, raven hair tucked behind his ear, and hands working over your shoulder. You felt numb on your left side. He noticed you were a wake, but he didn't say anything or gave you the motion that he wanted to talk to you. You didn't feel pain as you drifted back to sleep, hearing your brother screaming your name before his dying screamed left. Oddly, you felt safe here...

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"Don't kill 'em," Lester begged on his knees in front of Bo and Vincent. "Please, don't kill 'em."

In the kitchen, the twins sit in their chairs as they looked down at their brother, scared and shaking. Bo's boots were covered in y/n's brother's blood while Vincent's waxed face was covered in small spatters of William's. Their blue eyes looked at each other then down at Lester.

Bo shook his head, clicking his tongue. "Ya know t'rules."

Lester shook his head huriedly. "But they lived fer a reason!"

"Yeah," Bo nodded towards Vincent, "so he could dump them in wax." He almost laughed but... "It's sad how they gotta go."

"Then why didn't ya use t'whole thin' on 'em, Vince?" He looked up at his brother. "Why not t'whole numbin' thin'?"

Truth to be told, he didn't know why. Maybe it's because he heard you whispering a "thank you" to him after he was done working on you? Was it your sleepy grin?

"Can't keep 'em--"

"But ya keep pretty girls all th' time!" Lester argued back at Bo. "Bet if ya had yer hands on 'em, ya would lock 'em up down stairs!"

Bo's eye twitched. "Watch it."

"Am I wrong?" Lester asked, standing up, opening his arms. "When ya find someone, ya keep 'em and expect us t'be okay wit' it! But when I find someone, it's wrong?"

"Lester, I said..." Bo stopped himself and sighed. His little brother does have a fair point. "Damnit."

"An' ya promised I could hav' th' next one!" Lester added, his voice cracking. "Ya goin' back on it?"

Bo bit his lower lip, settling down his anger. The last thing he wants is that little thing in Pa's office to wake up to this. But why was he worried about that, too? Why was he worried that y/n would wake to this? Was he afrid of killing them? No, Bo Sinclair never gets scared! But... They looked so tired when Lester brought them in. He almost felt sorry for you... almost.

Giving in, Bo rubbed his face. "Fine," he breathed out. "But ya hav' two months wit'em 'fore I kil' 'em."

Vincent cut off Bo, signing, 'Unless you can get them to say 'I love you'.'

Bo shot a look at Vincent and was about to protest, but he looked back at his brother. Big Mistake. His brother's bright brown eyes were filled with hope and happiness. Who was he to kill his brother's joy? It's not fair, he knows this, but Bo didn't want his brothers to get too attached to y/n. If Lester can't get them to love them, then Bo will kill them.

That's a fair trade.

Bo stood up and held up two fingers when he said, "Two months. If y/n doesn't say they love ya," he picked up the hunting knife. "I'll kil' em with 'is, an' ya hav'ta watch." He lifted a brow. "Deal?"

Something inside Lester exploded with happiness and joy. "Deal."

And what a deal it was.

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dumbificat · 8 months

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Obey me brothers music headcanons under the cut! (^Ｏ^)~☆♪

Includes general music headcanons + examples of artists and songs!

Lucifer

Definitely listens to classical music, mostly by record too.

Likes piano covers of songs, especially if they sound reminiscent of classical music.

Could also see him humming a song that a brother/MC has been playing on repeat.

Prefers little to no lyrics, so he can listen while working and focus, or to relax. (^_^)

Example artists:

Claude Debussy, Ludovico Einaudi, Moisés Nieto, Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.

Example songs:

Clare de Lune (Debussy), Run (Einaudi), Song of Storms (Nieto cover), Deh Vieni Alla Finestra (Mozart).

Mammon

Pop, specifically from the early 2000’s.

Loves any other song that could be considered a banger/classic.

Loves to sing those songs while driving! If you join the ride/singing, he enjoys it a lot more.

Karaoke nights with Asmo and MC, imagine you three singing Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (*'▽'*)

Example artists:

Spice Girls, The Pussycat Dolls, Taylor Swift, Outkast.

Example songs:

Out of My League (Fitz and the Tantrums), Partners in Crime (Set it Off, Ash Costello), Hollaback Girl (Gwen Stefani), Gimme More (Brittney Spears).

Leviathan

Anime openings/endings, video game soundtracks.

J/K-pop. Bonus that he knows the dances and does them as exercise.

Also any hyper pop song or song that he can stim to (see Galen Tipton on Spotify for reference)

Would try to make his own music, sounds similar to undertale music ٩(^‿^)۶

Example artists:

LiSA, Hatsune Miku, Twice, the Living Tombstone.

Example songs:

コネクト(Connect, ClariS), Daycare Theme (Allen Simpson), Core (Toby Fox), Fireflies (Owl City).

Satan

Alt/alt rock. Movie soundtracks while he’s reading.

Sometimes listens to pop from the 10’s and would mouth the words if no-one’s looking.

Also enjoys a good piano/harp cover of any song.

Prefers if songs have a deeper meaning or are a big metaphor, but also enjoys songs with no lyrics.

Welcome to the Black Parade karaoke with Belphie, thinking of Lucifer (T_T)

Example artists:

Paramore, Hans Zimmer, Danny Elfman, Avril Lavigne.

Example songs:

Babooshka (Kate Bush), Orinoco Flow (Enya), Choke (IDKHow), Zelda’s Lullaby (Amy Turk cover)

Asmodeus

Any pop song, knows all the words and isn’t afraid to sing them whenever.

I feel like he would enjoy some J/K-pop, especially sweet songs like Candy Pop by Twice. Bonus if he knows some of the dances like Levi!

Prefers the feel/sound of a song (and if he can dance to it)

Karaoke nights with Mammon/MC, has to sing Maneater solo at least once (๑>◡<๑)

Example artists:

Nelly Furtado, Brittney Spears, Lady Gaga, Red Velvet.

Example songs:

Maneater (Nelly Furtado) Toxic (Brittney Spears), Starships (Nicki Minaj), Girlfriend (Avril Lavigne).

Beelzebub

Loves workout music, or any songs that can get him motivated.

I think he’d enjoy almost any song, likes more literal songs that deep metaphors.

Enjoys music with food in the lyrics/name. Bonus: didn’t realise Cake by the Ocean wasn’t about dessert on the beach (〃ω〃)

Example artists:

Jack Stauber, DNCE, Ricky Montgomery, Europe.

Example songs:

Strawberry Mentos (Leanna Firestone), Sunflower (Post Malone, Swae Lee), HONEY (Derivakat), Eye of the Tiger (Survivor)

Belphagor

Either heavy metal or quieter songs to help him sleep.

Personal opinion that he loves musicals. Probably listens in secret though.

Likes to drown out his thoughts with loud songs, or enjoys the wordplay most musicals have.

Secretly (not a secret) emo. Likes songs that match his aesthetic. (u_u)

Example artists:

My Chemical Romance, BABYMETAL, Heathers cast, IC3PEAK

Example songs:

Welcome to the Black Parade (My Chemical Romance), Chop Suey! (System of a Down), Parasite Eve (Bring me the Horizon), Say My Name (Beetlejuice)

BONUS:

All of the brothers will listen to any song you recommend, and might even learn the words to impress you (>_<)

Thank you so much for reading! I Hope you enjoyed, feel free to tell me what you think of these headcanons! Also, let me know if you have any ideas/suggestions （╹◡╹）♡

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stargazing15 · 2 years

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That ain’t an upgrade

Pairing: ex!Hangman x civil!reader; mystery man x reader

Summary: After Hangman breaking up with you 6 months ago you had to get away from him for a while thanks to an opportunity on your job. Now you're back, and how.

Warnings: Hangman has a new girlfriend, mentions of alcohol (what can you aspect at the Hard Deck), surprise at the end; for everyone’s safety 18+

A/N: got inspired while listening to Jessie Murph’s Upgrade, a short fic. I hope yo like it!

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“Hey you fuckers, guess who’s back!” You shouted at your friends as you entered the Hard Deck and a secret wink to someone special. You were ready to be back after being in San Fransisco for the last 4 months for your job.

“Y/N! How have you been?” Payback asked, followed by Phoenix and the rest of the group hugging you “Girl, I’m so happy to have you back! Feeling better? He’s not here, so no worries.”

“I’m good, I’m in a good place. I’m over him for a while now, so I don’t care if he shows up.”

“Good to hear. I’m sorry about my boy, I really thought you guys were for the long run.” Coyote said apologetic.

“Nah, it’s alright, not you fault Coyote that he’s an ass. And as I said I’m over him” you said without doubt, you had said it earlier before you left for San Fransisco, but this time you meant it, a new start.

“He - uh - he’s got a new girlfriend, she’s very not you. You might recognise her…”

“Good for him and I don’t care.” You smiled.

“Speaking of the devil.”

“Jake” you greeted him, and his bimbo girlfriend. Yeah, she seemed familiar, she was the reason you broke up. You and Jake were living together for over a year after being together for 3 years and even getting ready for the next step, when he slipped up and cheated on you with her while being very drunk. Ever since the two of you lived together, she arrived in Fightertown with her hotshot rich contractor-dad and desperately tried to get between you and Jake, eventually she succeeded. It completely broke you and Jake knew well enough you wouldn’t give him another chance. When you looked at her, you couldn’t see what Jake saw in her, she was just like Coyote said, nothing like you, she was fake from head to toe, (hopefully she ain’t completely like she looks) she looks dumb and is used to getting what she wants. In this case, she got what she wanted, which was Jake. You only couldn’t help to wonder if she could handle Jake. Everyone got to see the joyous squad when they hit the bar, but never when they got home from deployment. You never knew which Jake you got back, the extremely horny one or the completely broken one which you had to fix piece by piece, all depending on how deployment went. She had no idea what lifestyle she has gotten herself into.

“Y/N, you’re back, you look good.” Jake noted.

“Thanks, I am good.”

“Baby, why are you talking to her, she the past, remember?”

“Brittney, baby, I’m just being nice.” Oh God those two were awful together, you couldn’t help yourself to laugh at them at the inside. In the next hour, as you were catching up with the rest of the dagger-squad, you could hear them bickering or her talk about how awesome she was and that she didn’t need to work because of how rich here parents were. It was pathetic.

After her second glass of wine, as ladies don’t drink beer so she said, she excused her self to the toilet.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry about Brittney, she usually isn’t like that, I think she got a little jealous.”

“Jake, I don’t care about her, just learn her some fucking manners.”

“I, I missed you.”

“Jake, jeez, what, she can’t handle you? You choose her, remember. I’ve never expected the one after me to be such a downgrade, that actually hurt me. I just never imagined you to replace me with someone like her. I truly hope you’re happy.”

“I’m sorry with the way things went, I still do love you, I don’t know wh-”

“You made it clear that day, I wasn’t enough.”

“Jake, baby, is she harassing you?” She’s back and still annoying as ever.

“Barbie, don’t worry honey, he’s all yours. I would never want him back after choosing you.” she looked at you, as if she’s seen some sort of alien. Which gave you the time to get yourself ready to leave.

“Come on babe, let’s go” You said, everyone looking at you with an open mouth and some whispering “Ooooh, she’s got a boyfriend, who?”

“What guys, we’ve been dating for a month now” you smiled as Bob joined you, giving you a sweet kiss on the lips. "I'm the one who got an upgrade." you whispered in Bob's ear. The group was still in awe and Jake in disbelieve that it was sweet Bob.

“See ya Bagman.” Bob said waving goodbye and holding your waist as the two of you were leaving.

@jakexfmc hope you're kinda feeling better after this. My household got me a bit too busy.

#top gun: maverick #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #jake seresin x you #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #hangman x you #hangman x y/n #jake seresin x y/n #hangman fanfic #jake seresin fanfic #tg:m #reuben payback fitch #javy coyote machado #bob floyd

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elizaditton · 7 months

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Too Small To Be Afraid (Chapter 9)

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Cover / Master Post / Previous Chapter / Next Chapter

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To say sharing English, History, and Algebra classes with a perthean was difficult would be a severe understatement. All that occupied my mind during class was whether or not my deskmate was staring at me. The thought sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but glance behind me every few minutes just to make sure his attention was fixed on the teacher and not me. I doubt I retained any information from the first half of the school day.

Brown paper lunch bag in hand, I close my locker and start towards the cafeteria. I thank my lucky stars that the PE and lunch periods at this school separate humans and pertheans. I have no idea what I'd do otherwise. The very thought of watching a perthean eat... I'd pass out for sure!

As I make my way down the hall my gaze meets a pair of wide, sparkly brown eyes belonging to a girl with frizzy black hair. Is she staring at me? Is something the matter? Did I put my shirt on backwards after getting out of the shower? My face turns red and I quickly shift my focus to the floor. When I look back up again, I see the girl's curly hair bounce as she walks down the hall past me. Then, she looks back at me and stops. What's with this girl? Maybe my shirt really is on backwards? I inspect my uniform, but everything is as it should be. I try not to focus on the girl and keep walking past her towards the cafeteria.

"Excuse me," someone pipes up from behind.

I turn around. It's her. Blood rushes to my face again. What could possibly be the matter?! Why in the world would someone randomly talk to me of all people?!

"Y-yes?" I answer.

"Did we... go to stage 2 together?" she asks, cocking her head.

I look her up and down. I mean, she does look familiar... but what are the chances of someone I went to stage 2 with in Maedri showing up at a school in Chancelor?

"Not unless you're from Maedri," I say.

Her face lights up immediately.

"Kaylin?"

No way.

"It's me, Brittney!"

"I-I know...! I'm just..." I look her up and down again, at a loss for words.

"Surprised?" she says, jumping with excitement.

"Yes! What in the world are you doing here?!"

"I've been going to this school since I started stage 4! What are you doing here?!"

I ponder for a moment. What am I doing here?

"I'm kinda new here. It's a long story," I say, rubbing my arm.

"Come on! We were both going to the cafeteria, right?" Brittney says, grabbing hold of my hand as she starts running off. "I'll show you the way there! We have so much catching up to do!"

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After sitting down at an empty table with Brittney, I reach into my lunch bag and feel around before pulling out a small piece of paper. Yep, he's done it again. Although I've never asked him to, for as long as I can remember, Dad's made my school lunches for me. And every time, he includes some kind of note. It's usually a corny joke. This one reads:

What's a dresser's favorite type of instrument?

A 'socks'-ophone!

I chuckle. Not because it's a good joke, but because it's a terrible one. At least Dad's trying.

"What's that?" Brittney asks.

"Just a corny joke my dad wrote," I say, passing her the note.

She reads it over and laughs. "That's a good one!" she says, handing the note back to me. I guess we have different tastes when it comes to jokes.

"So, how have you been for the past..." she says, counting on her fingers, "...seven years?"

"Well," I say as I unwrap what I think is a peanut butter and honey sandwich, "I ended up going to all-human schools from stage 3a through stage 4c. West Maedri in stage 4 was kinda rough. What about you?"

"After moving to Teran, I stayed in public schools until stage 4, which was okay, I guess." She takes a thermos and a wrapped sandwich out of her bag. "Then my parents decided to send me here for stage 4. Something about me needing to socialize with pertheans more."

"I totally get that!" I say. "My dad pretty much forced me to come here because... well, you may remember how I am."

"Oh, right! Your fear!" Brittney exclaims.

"Shh! Not so loud!"

Brittney covers her mouth with her hand, and we both look around us to make sure nobody heard.

"Sorry," she whispers.

"It's alright," I sigh. "Anyway... this is your fourth year here?"

"Yeah!"

"And you... like it here?"

"Mhm," she dips her grilled cheese into her soup and takes a bite. "I've made a few friends over the years, plus I'm deskmates with my boyfriend. So, I'm happy!"

"B-boyfriend?" I ask. My mind flashes back to my own deskmate. I can hardly imagine being in a relationship with someone of his size!

"Yeah! Speaking of deskmates," Brittney says, "how are you getting along with yours?"

"Well..." I put down my sandwich and stare at it for a moment. "I wouldn't say we're getting along. It's more like he's trying way too hard while I'm kind of just... tolerating him."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, take when he dropped me off for PE. The way he said goodbye, asked over and over again if I had everything with me, and reminded me a thousand times where we'd meet up after lunch period... it's like he thinks he's my dad or something. And the way he smiles at me... it's almost sickeningly sweet, like that time my dad tried to make chamomile tea the way my mom used to. It sort of just makes you wince, you know?"

"That makes sense," Brittney says. "Maybe try not to give him such a hard time about it. I'm sure he's probably nervous and just trying to be a good deskmate."

"I guess," I say. "It's just really hard when all I'm thinking about is how he could be out to get me. I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"Out to get you?" Brittney says, putting her sandwich down. "No one in this school is out to get you, Kaylin. Trust me."

"How can you be so sure? You don't even know my deskmate!"

"I don't know, I just know it. You're safe here, trust me."

There's a sparkle in her eyes that makes me really want to believe her. But with this fear controlling me, I don't know if I can.

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My legs tremble at the knowledge that I'm going to be reunited with my deskmate any moment now. I wipe my sweaty hands on my skirt and try to steady my breathing, but I can't seem to get anything more than shaking, shallow breaths out. I just hope I can get myself to calm down before my deskmate sees me like this.

"So, this is the spot?" Brittney asks as I come to a stop in front of her.

"Yeah," I say, "this is where he dropped me off."

"Do you see him anywhere?"

I scan the room from the balcony. There's so many pertheans, but I don't see my deskmate.

"I don't see him," I say.

"Maybe try texting him. You did get his number, right?"

My heart sinks at the thought of initiating contact with my deskmate, especially when I didn't answer his last text.

"My boyfriend isn't answering me. I guess I'm stuck waiting and watching," Brittney says.

"Is that how things normally go?" I ask. "Waiting and watching?"

"More or less," she says, crossing her arms. "It'd be different if a certain someone remembered to charge their phone, though."

I scan the room again for any sign of my deskmate, secretly hoping he'd just come get me so we can get the rest of the day over with. Right when I think I see him is when a pair of narrowed brown eyes meet my gaze. Was he staring at me first? Wait, isn't this the same creepy guy who was staring at me this morning?!

"Kevin! Over here!" Brittney shouts.

I look beside me to see her jumping up and down and waving her arms. I follow her line of sight, and lo and behold it leads me back to the perthean who was staring at me. Blood rushes to my face. They know each other?!

The perthean standing next to him turns around. I immediately recognize his wide blue eyes as being my deskmate's. I stumble behind Brittney, and my heart begins to pound. The two pertheans are walking right towards us!

"Huh?" Brittney says before letting out a huge gasp. "No way!"

I look at her, her hands covering her mouth in surprise. I look back at the two perthean boys, my heart still pounding. What could be the problem?

Brittney grabs hold of the balcony railing as the boys approach. "Derrick! What are you doing here?!"

What?! No way! How in the world do they know each other?!

My deskmate rubs the back of his head. "I'm back this year," he says. His eyes turn to me. "I see you've found my deskmate."

Brittney's jaw drops to the floor as she turns around. She stares at me, wide-eyed, and points to my deskmate. "You guys are deskmates?!"

"Y-yeah?" I manage.

"This is awesome!" Brittney exclaims. She pats my right shoulder and looks back at the boys. "Kaylin and I have known each other since stage 2!"

"Is that so?" my deskmate asks.

"Yeah!" Brittney says. "Although, after I moved from Maedri to Teran, the letters stopped at some point during stage 3."

"I hate to break up this reunion," says the boy beside my deskmate, "but if we don't leave now we're going to be late for our next class."

"Oh, wait!" says Brittney, turning to me. "Kaylin, this is my boyfriend, Kevin."

I look up at the boy she's referring to. I cross my right arm over my chest and am about to bow as I usually do when I meet someone new, but I notice the boy simply nod at me. I end up sort of just... sheepishly waving. His gaze is so... heavy. Okay, this guy has officially freaked me out!

"Can we all meet up again after school? Pleaaase?" Brittney pleads as her deskmate lifts her up from the balcony.

"Of course! Let's meet here at the balcony," my deskmate says, fistbumping the other boy.

Brittney and her deskmate head to their next class, leaving my deskmate and I at the balcony. He smiles and holds his finger out for me to grab onto. With my only comfort in the whole school being whisked away, my eyes begin to glaze over with tears. I wish we had more time in the human part of the school. Heck, I wish we were at a human school. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to suppress my fear around these pertheans!

Hands shaking and heart thumping in my chest, I reach out and grab onto my deskmate's finger. I blink my tears away as he lifts me up and places me in his hand.

"Miss me?" he asks as he starts down the hall.

I keep to myself, staring down at my hands in my lap. What am I supposed to say to that? 'Yes?' 'No?'

The boy laughs nervously. I guess he realizes I'm not in the mood to talk right now. I just hope he doesn't take it the wrong way.

#too small to be afraid #tstba #perthea #g/t #giant/tiny #g/t writing

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redrapscalian · 7 months

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Tim Drake is Toxic by Brittney Spears dangerous.

Jason Todd is Out With a Bang by AJR dangerous.

Damian Wayne is Rush E dangerous.

Dick Grayson is Honey I’m Home by GHOST dangerous.

#batfam #batfamily #dick grayson #damien wayne #jason todd #tim drake #dc #flavours of deadly

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ali-r3n · 2 years

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Before The Show

Nikki Sixx x Female!Reader

A tender moment between Y/N, Nikki and their daughter before a show.

Fluff

Y/D/N jumped up and down on the red leather couch. Her laughter and squeals echoed around the dressing room.

Dressed in black leather pants and a black bra, Y/N stood in front of her to make sure that her 4 year old didn’t fall.

Nikki tugged on the corset that his wife handed him to loosen the ties.

“Arms up,” he stated as he walked behind his love.

Y/N listened to him and let him pull the corset over her head.

“Tell me if it's too tight, Angel.”

“I will.”

He tugged on the strings until it was snug around her torso before he tied them. He leaned in and kissed the cluster of bats she had tattooed on her shoulder.

“Beautiful.”

“Yeah, Mama. You are beautiful,” Y/D/N said as she took a seat on the couch. She kicked her little pink converse together.

Y/N smiled down at her Babygirl. “Thank you, Honey.”

Nikki gave his wife a pat on the back and walked away to grab her stage blazer.

“Alright, Y/D/N/N. Are you ready to go hang out with Aunt Brittney for a while?”

“YEAH!” she exclaimed.

The 4 year old launched herself into Y/N’s arms. She caught her and pressed a kiss to Y/D/N’s cheek. A bright red lipstick print left on her skin.

Nikki wrapped his arm around his wife's waist as they walked down the hall of the venue.

Y/D/N squirmed out of her mother's hold to run over to Brittany.

Y/N smiled before she turned to Nikki and gave her husband a kiss on the lips.

"Go get 'em, Rockstar."

"I'll see you on stage, Dancer." He winked.

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Taglist:

@buckysimp101 @youlightmeupfinn @hallecarey1 @rocknrollsoul76 @leatherandheels @valeriiecameron

#nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx x you #nikki sixx x y/n #motley crue x reader #motley crue x you #motley crue x y/n

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sixcostumerefs · 1 year

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What songs would you most like to hear the current (and incoming, if you're feeling extra wild) Broadway queens cover?

So initially you sent this ask in when I just needed a day of distraction from US politics (whooo) but I had SUCH a good time mulling over all of these answers that I’ve now been working on it for months. Went with all musical theatre songs too.

Adrianna Hicks: I Found A New Baby from Bullets Over Broadway

Bre Jackson: Defying Gravity from Wicked

Andrea Macasaet: Honey, Honey from Mamma Mia

Abby Mueller: Finale/Children Will Listen from Into the Woods

Keri Rene Fuller: Monster from Frozen (@lightleckrereins actually suggested this)

Brittney Mack: either Anything You Can Do from Annie Get Your Gun or So Long Dearie from Hello, Dolly!

Samantha Pauly: I’m Breaking Down from Falsettos

Anna Uzele: Maybe This Time from Cabaret

Joy Woods: On the Steps of the Palace from Into the Woods

Brennyn Lark: I Won’t Say I’m In Love from Hercules (would be killer to hear the other Parrs + either Keirsten or Nicole as the Muses too)

Mallory Maedke: Roxie from Chicago

Nicole Kyoung-Mi Lambert: All I’ve Ever Known from Hadestown

Courtney Mack: Impossible from Cinderella

Keirsten Hodgens: Right Hand Man from Something Rotten!

I would also LOVE to see the alts sing any of the barbershop quarters from The Music Man!

#six the musical #six broadway #my dreamcasts #adrianna hicks #bre jackson #andrea macasaet #keri rene fuller #abby mueller #brittney mack #samantha pauly #anna uzele #joy woods #brennyn lark #mallory maedke #nicole kyoung mi lambert #courtney mack #keirsten hodgens #six musical

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mesillusionssousecstasy · 3 months

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Love is blind season 6: Episode 10 to 11

The most amazing couple this season is definitively Amy and Johnny. True love, true end game.

Chelsea is a cas désespéré and I still don't understand why she hasn't choose Trevor. Wondering if Chelsea is not an alcoholic.

Jeramy is an asshole.

I don't know what to make of AD & Clay.

Strange Kenneth and Brittney weren't there at the event by lake.

Some quotes:

"- If for some strange reason he doesn't think that your all is enough for him, then that's not your guy." (Episode 10)

"- Act cool, act calm, act collected. (Chelsea) - Honey, I am cool, calm and collected. (Jimmy) - I'm stressed out. I'm stressed out." (Chelsea - Episode 10)

"- The narcissism is literally nauseating." (Laura - Episode 11)

"- I wish you the best. (Laura) - Same." (Jeramy - Episode 11)

#love is blind #lib season 6 #lib #amy and johnny #amy x johnny #quotes

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tech-obssessed-shark · 3 months

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MY FAVORITE SONGS SORTED BY BPM

Organized by Name/Artist - BPM

(Under cut)

Oh Actually/1 Trait High- 69

Homage/Mild High Club- 73

Sweet/Phemiec-73

Ghost Town/The Specials- 74

The mind electric/Chonny Jash- 75

The Mind Electric/Miracle Musical- 77

I wanna tell you a secret/Junie and TheHutFriends - 78 Eventually/Tame Impala- 78

I dropped out/And The Kids- 78

Mama’s Boy/Mama’s Boy- =

Ammonia Baby/Junie and TheHutFriends- 80

Alien Blues/Vundabar- 82

Nothing Man/Sodikken- 83

Cupid/Jack Stauber- 83

Ruler of Everything/Tally Hall-83

Long Long Time Ago/Jack Conte- 84

Make The Grade/Jack Conte- 85

You can't hide/CK9K- 87

Hey kids/Molina– 87

I’m gonna win/Rob Cantor- 87

Feel Better/Penelope Scott- 87

Blah Blah Blah/The Oozes- 90

Long Time Friends/The Living Tombstone- 90

Sunflower/Michele Leigh- 90

The woods/San Fermin- 92

Simple Science/Cricket!- 92

Lay Down/Mother Mother- 94

Drown Me!/Junie and TheHutFriends- 96

It’s Been So long/The Living Tombstone- 96

Goodbye to a world/Porter Robinson- 96

Hayloft/Mother Mother- 96

Crutches/Drive45- 96

AngstMode3000/Junie and TheHutFriends- 96

Soul on Fire/Mystery Skulls - 96

Nothing’s New/Rio Romeo- 96

Over and Over/Rio Romeo- 96

Wrecking Ball/Mother Mother- 97

Stuck Inside/Black Gryph0n- 97

Boi Cha Cha/Junie and TheHutFriends- 97

Leviathan, the Girl/Phemic- 97

Dog Years/Afternoon Bike Ride, Middle School- 97

Self Esteem/AJJ- 97

Locket/Crumb- 98

Lucky Day/11 Acorn Lane- 99

Icicles/The Scary Jokes- 100

For the departed/Shayfer James- 100

Saint Bernard/Lincoln- 100

Adapt/That Handsome Devil - 100

Bloody!Bloody!/Junie and TheHutFriends- 101

Hollywood Endings/Jack Conte- 101

When It Rains/Junie and TheHutFriends-102

Something Stupid/Frank Sinatra - 103

Five Nights at Freddy’s/The Living Tombstone- 103

Problems/MotherMother- 104

Pantsuit Sasquatch/Molly Lewis(Pop)- 106

Wonda/Caravan Palace- 106

This comes from Inside/The Living Tombstone- 107

End-world normopathy/Ghostandpals- 107

Dead Weight/Jack Stauber- 108

Bonnie’s Mixtape/Griffinilla- 108

Memento Mori/Fish in a Birdcage- 110

Die in a fire/The Living Tombstone- 110

Nothing Critical-/Cloudeater 110

Vacillate/Oliver Buckland- 110

Artificial Sweetener/Drive45- 110

Imaginary Friend/ABSRDST- 111

Oleander/Mother Mother - 112

Maniac/Caravan Palace- 112

A Man Without Love/Engelbert Humperdinck- 112

The Family Jewels/MARINA- 112

Kids/???- 113

Girls/Marina- 114

Bad Things/Cults- 114

Candle Queen/Ghostandpals- 115

Hullabaloo/Rare Americans- 115

Freezer Burn/T1lt- 115

Crucified/Ghost- 116

Circus/Brittney spears- 116

Highway to Hell/AC/DC- 116

Notion/Rare Occasions- 116

Michelle/Sir Chloe- 116

Coffee/Jack Stauber- 116

Brass goggles/Steam Powered Giraffe- 117

Copacabana/???- 117

Fifteen Minutes/???- 117

What’s in the Closet/11 Acorn Lane-117

Hansel/Sodikken- 118

The Fool/Roan Martin- 118

Watermelon/???- 118

Absence/Rio Romeo- 119

Money, money, money/ABBA- 120

MEGALOVANIA/Toby Fox- 120

Moonsickness/Penelope Scott 120

Honey I’m Home/Ghostandpals-120

Buttercup/Jack Stauber- 120

Nunemaker’s Parable/Everybody’s Worried About Owen- 120

I am not a Robot/Marina- 120

I created a monster/???- 120

Lights Off/Ace of Hearts- 120

Easy to Breathe/Jack Stauber- 120

Mister Money Bags/Jack Conte- 121

Dumb Dumb/???- 122

Crucified/Army- 122

Human Leather Shoes for Crocodile Dandies/Caravan Palace-122

Hermit the Frog/MARINA- 122

Egg and Soldiers/???- 123

The Distortionist/Ghostandpals-124

The Water’s Fine/???- 124

Are you satisfied/MARINA- 124

As the world caves in/???- 124

Hand Me my shove, I’m going in/Will Wood- 125

I’M SANE/AXIE - 125

Nightmare Parade/FAKE TYPE- 125

Love I Need/The Living Tombstone- 125

Redmageddon/Sodikken- 126

Beatophone/Caravan -126

Let’s Do It/11 Acorn Lane- 126

Love Me Click Me/11 Acorn Lane- 126

Ellen/Oprah/Adam Neely, Jessica Kion, Ben Levin- 126

Watch Your Back/Junie and TheHutFriends - 127

Labyrinth/???- 127

Oh No!/Marina- 127 Clash/Caravan- 127

Weird Science/???- 128

Dog of Wisdom(Blue Verison)/The Living Tombstone- 128

Animal/The Living Tombstone- 128

Crown/Limbo- 128

You Make Me Happy(Electro Swing Remix)/11 Acorn Lane- 128

Freely Tomorrow/???- 129

Getting Bigger/The Living Tombstone- 130

Hungry for Another One/Jt Music-130

Dinner is not over/Jack Stauber- 130

You weren’t meant to see that/???- 130

Welcome to Freddy’s/Madame Macabre- 130

Smile Ukulele/???- 130

Chamber of Reflection/Steezy Knicks- 132

Gretel/Sodikken- 133

Simon Was/???- 133

Queasy/Drive45- 134

They’ll keep you running/???- 135

1000 Doors/The Living Tombstone- 135

My time/Bo-en- 135

Ruler of Everything/Chonny Jash- 136

Chickens/???- 136

I wanna haunt you/???- 137

Off with his Head/Jack Conte- 137

Follow Me/Dream Valley Music- 137

Little Clown/Phemiec- 137

Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land/MARINA- 138

Bloody Nose/Jack Conte- 138

Fighter/Jack Stauber - 139

Feel Good Inc/Gorillaz- 139

Burning Pile/Mother Mother- 140

Aftermath/Caravan Palace- 140

Something for your mind/???- 140

Arms Tonite/Mother Mother- 140

Crash/Neovaii - 140

Honeywell/???- 140

No wind resistance!/Kinneret- 140

Eighth Wonder/Lemon Demon- 140

Still Life/???- 142

Carousel Waltz/Jack Conte- 142

A Million Gruesome Ways To Die/Billy Bust Up- 142

Tetractys/Oliver Buckland- 143

Murders/Miracle Musical - 144

RAT/Penelope Scott- 144

Goose Goose Revolution/The Living Tombstone- 145

Charlie’s Inferno/That Handsome Devil- 146

Princess Andy/Petrojvic- 147

Body/Mother Mother - 148

TERRIBLE THINGS/Axie- 148

Savages/That Handsome Devil- 148

Are we having fun yet?/???- 150

Breezeblocks/???- 150

Take A Slice/???- 150

Under My Skin/???- 150

Cheeseburger Family/Jack Stauber- 152

The Comfort of a Laugh Track/Roar- 152

Squid Melody/The Living Tombstone- 153

Microchip/Oliver Buckland- 153

Dog Nightmare/Jack Stauber- 154

As Your Father I Expressly Forbid it/Lemon Demon- 155

Poison Pop/???- 157

Leopard/Jack Stauber- 158

Shutup You’re Stupid/That Handsome Devil- 158

There’s something happening/Jack Stauber- 159

Chosen/The Living Tombstone- 160

Bring Her Along/Joe Harley- 160

Idwtgtbt- 160

Everything I own/Drive45- 165

The Worlds Dumbest Puppet Show/Caroline Konsnar- 165

Like a Match/Jack Conte- 166

Join Us(And Die)/Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals- 166

Along Came A Spider/???- 166

Like a Star/Mike Krol- 169

Cabinet Man/Lemon Demon- 172

Poor Grammar/Roar- 172

Push/Jack Conte- 174

Getting Better/nelward

My Ordinary Life/The Living Tombstone- 176

Mr. Blue Sky/Electric Light Orchestra - 178

Dopamine high score/LeGrand - 180

I Got No Time/The Living Tombstone- 180

Twist the Knife/That Handsome Devil- 182

I can’t handle change/ROAR- 184

Just take my wallet/Jack Stauber- 184

Eat You/Caravan of Thieves- 184

Community Gardens/The Scary Jokes- 190

#songs #music #favorite songs #hehe #uhhhhhhh #yeah #lists #song list #music recs #sorted by bpm #hehehe #update post #well update of a previous post like this #liked songs

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