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paper-crab · 6 months

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summary: 3 times Matt helped you, and 1 time you helped Matt

warnings: exhausted college students, lots of crying, sleep deprivation, mentions of not eating, basically the college experience.

wc: 2291

for a chris girl i sure can’t seem to write anything about him

If you were to go back to the beginning, it’d make this an incredibly long story. In your sophomore year of college, you had decided living in an off-campus apartment would be a good idea; financially speaking. You were determined to get out of your parents basement and live your life for the most minimal price possible.

That’s how you ended up with Matt, in a homey 2 room apartment.

Matt was an environmental science major whose brothers had dropped out of college, leading him to finding a new place with one less room and with a new roommate to cut down on costs: you. It was convenient, and out of the candidates he’d interviewed, him and his brothers liked you the most.

He was a quiet roommate, and that made it easy to study without getting overwhelmed with your surroundings. The only time he made noise was when he invited his brothers over, and he was always sure to ask.

In turn, he expected the same of you. Environmental science isn’t an easy route to take, so calm work conditions were appreciated.

Despite your best efforts at improving each other's study time, things happen. You’re human; sometimes you get overwhelmed.

Three times Matt helped you, and one time that you helped him.

One

It was a random Tuesday evening of your first semester. You were stacked with homework for a music class; a required elective credit that was far too demanding. You were juggling an essay on the history of jazz, a report on a classical concert the college orchestra had done, and a small quiz on musical notation.

To put it simply, you felt fucked.

You were itching to take a break, feeling the tears flood your eyes, but you just opened the next tab- opting to finish your jazz essay rather than prioritize your well being. It’s funny how college does that to you.

You start typing, the clacking of the keys feeling entirely too loud. They were sticking in odd places, and the words just wouldn’t flow smoothly.

When you reread what you’d typed, it just felt wrong; like when you trip over a tiny pebble instead of smoothly kicking it to the side.

You switch tabs, to the concert report. A minimum of 3 pages accepted, and you have half of a page. Seriously, what are you even supposed to say? You only have so many ways to describe the resonance of the string section before it becomes entirely too repetitive and meaningless to your report. Now it’s not just the keys that are wrong, the brightness of the screen is beginning to bother you, but if you turn it down you can’t seem to see well enough.

It felt wrong; like when you see a perfect pile of leaves and go to step on them, but rather than hearing the satisfying crunch of leaves, you’re left with some wet mush stuck to the bottom of your boots.

You switch tabs, the tears threatening to spill out. Your vision blurs slightly as you open the quiz and begin reading the questions.

What the hell does this even mean?

Still, you trudge through, clicking random answers and praying to some god that you get about 80%.

When you finish with only 10 of the 15 questions being right, you’re a push away from breaking down.

“Can I come in?” Matt knocks. You want to nod, not trusting your voice to carry your words, but he can’t see you. “Yeah.” You say, voice slightly cracking. He opens the door, not expecting what he sees; you, sitting at your desk, an abundance of tears about to tip over.

Surprised, he hesitates, then asks, “What’s wrong?” in the softest voice you’ve ever heard. That’s all it takes for the sobs to begin, while you choke out some form of an explanation.

“Everything’s just… not right. I’m overwhelmed, I don’t understand my assignments; I’m lost.”

He listens attentively, stepping closer to you as you pour out your feelings, offering a comforting presence. “I’m sorry,” You say, too upset to be embarrassed to be seen in this state.

“It’s okay,” He says soothingly, placing a hand on your shoulder. “We can figure this out together. What class is it for?”

When you tell him, his eyes light up. “I think Chris took that one before he dropped out! Let me ask him to send over some of the work.”

“You don’t have to do that,” You start to say, but when he sees the tears get a little lighter, he decides it’s worth it. “I want to help.” His expression softens more, as if that’s possible. “Now relax a bit, we can do this.”

Two

The second time he helps you, you’re cramming a week before midterms. Realistically, you know you have time before it becomes a critical do or die situation, but that doesn’t do much to quell the panic rising in your chest.

You’ve done the required work, you know, so you should pass your midterms without a hitch. You reflect on the work you’ve done, hoping it’d help you gain some confidence, but it manages to do the opposite.

‘Maybe I should have done more?’ You think, self doubt and anxiety begin to creep into your head. Your hands start to feel clammy, and the pages of the textbook stick together a bit; it makes it that much more difficult to read.

You just feel stuck, like a jammed zipper in your favorite hoodie.

“Hey,” Matt walks in, not looking up. “We’re ordering Wingstop, you want something?”

“No.” You sniffle, expecting him to turn around and leave.

“What’s wrong? Talk to me.” He says, sweetly, pocketing his phone. You wipe away a little tear, trying your best to chuckle and lighten the mood. “Stressed over midterms. You know how it is.”

“Yeah, I get it. You’ve got time for a break though, right? Choose your favorite flavor, my treat, and come watch a movie with us, okay?”

You stand up from your squeaky desk chair and shoot him a smile. “That sounds nice. I could use a break, thanks Matt.”

“Of course.” He tells you, outstretching his arms. “Any time.”

The gesture makes your heart melt, and you feel overwhelming gratitude. “I appreciate it. Let’s make it a movie night then.”

Three

The third time Matt helps you is the one you hold closest to your heart.

You’re struggling with a group project for a business class you took; regrettably. You’ve messaged the group chat you made at least three times to no avail.

“There’s a frat party tonight, can’t make it” or “I’m not feeling well today, won’t be there.”

All you’re trying to do is get the group together so you don’t have to assign work to them like a kindergarten teacher. So, on top of your regular coursework, you’re stuck dealing with 3 other adults acting like 5 year olds.

You’re ready to rip out your hair.

Making one last ditch effort to save your sanity, you send out another, more pushy, text to the group this time. When you’re left on read by all 3 members, you groan loudly. You check over the assignment and do the work of putting it into parts, allocating each member of your group a task.

You give yourself the hardest part, because obviously, these people are incompetent. You shake your head, drafting a second message to the group chat that informs them of their role.

Suddenly, the two week deadline doesn’t feel like it’s closing in as quickly. You allow yourself to relax, receiving some thumbs up from your group members.

A week and a half later, you feel ready to assemble each part into a final project. It could be postponed, but if everyone was done, why not turn it in early? You send a message asking for everyone’s part of the assignment, and only one person responds, sending her part of the assignment.

You try not to stress about it, reasoning that there are 3 more days until it’s due. Maybe they’re just a little behind; so, you ask the next day, and the next, with no replies.

The night before it’s due, you realize you’re going to have to do the 2 slackers parts yourself. You text the other girl who did her part, asking if she can do an extra one. When she tells you she doesn’t have time, you want to explode.

“I don’t have time either jackass!” You say out loud, resisting the urge to type out a strongly worded text.

Your professor is known for being ruthless, especially when it comes to group projects, and you can’t afford anything lower than a C+ on it without your overall grade being tanked.

You break out in a cold sweat, opening several tabs on your computer as you begin to work on the missing pieces of your homework. There’s a reason you were given 3 weeks and not just one day to finish the work, and that was as a group.

You can’t help but begin bawling, still trying to see through the screen. The words were all fuzzy through the hazy mist of tears veiled over your eyes.

Your sobs aren’t even choked at this point, the familiar feeling of being overburdened taking over again.

Matt can hear, and feel, your frustration from his spot on the living room couch. He immediately stands up, concernedly making his way to your room.

He offers three quick knocks. “It’s me,”

“Come in.” You tell him, your voice quiet and strained.

Matt enters with a tender look. “How can I help?” He asks, not even questioning your distressed state.

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t need to make your life harder too.” You try to sound confident in your decision, but your voice falters.

“Just tell me what’s going on, I’m positive that I can help you. That’s what friends are for,” He offers a gentle smile, stepping closer to you. When you explain the situation, he feels angry for you. “That’s dicked,”

“Tell me about it. Now I’m stuck doing it all, and it’s so much work.”

“Let me do half of it.”

“Matt, I really can’t ask you to do that. I’m sure you’ve got something better to do.”

“Nothing better to do than help you.” He says, grabbing one of your hands. “Let’s get comfy and finish this shit.”

Matt stayed up with you until 3 in the morning to finish that god forsaken assignment. When you were done with the work, you turned it in and cuddled into Matt, falling asleep quickly.

“Thank you,” You whispered

“Of course.”

One

To put it lightly, Matt was stressed. He was juggling his regular coursework, along with the added pressure of finding applicable internships. His dark circles were getting worse, making his lack of sleep apparent. His hair was messier than usual, and he was sure his clothes were beginning to stink. He had been glued to his bed, several textbooks scattered on the surface.

His laptop was open, overflowing with tabs containing internship applications, and the smell of coffee and abundance of energy drink cans was not helping to clear his mind.

You didn’t know what to do to help him.

“Hey, I’m going out. Can I bring you anything back?” You ask, eyes roaming his face and body.

“No, I’m good.” He says, not even stopping to look up at you. You frown.

“Okay…” You say skeptically, dragging out the ‘y’. You leave the house, still struggling to get Matt’s pitiful appearance out of your mind. Your friends can tell you’re far off, in another world. You’re distracted, thinking of what you can do to help alleviate some of the weight on Matt’s shoulders; like he always does for you.

“I’m gonna head out,” You tell your friend, offering her a sympathetic look. Normally, she’d stop to argue with you, but you’ve been off. On your way home, you stop by Matt’s favorite restaurant, taking extra care to order his meal exactly the way he likes it.

When you get back, he’s in the exact same position as he was earlier, give or take a few new energy drink cans. He looks miserable, and you’re willing to bet he feels even worse.

“I got you some food,” You say in a sing-song tone, trying to get him to acknowledge you.

“Great.” He says, nose still buried in one of his many text books. He still doesn’t look up.

You place the food on his nightstand, leaving the room to grab a trash bag so you can pick up his litter. He doesn’t even notice that you entered the room.

“Matt, you need to eat. It’s going to get cold.”

“Can’t.” He mumbles, voice weak with exhaustion.

You throw the trash bag out of the room, turning back to face Matt.

“Matt, please? When was the last time you ate, or slept, or moved from this spot.” You ask, concern shining through. When he finally looks up, you notice how bloodshot his eyes are, as they begin to fill with tears. “I don’t know,”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” You say, crawling over to him, careful not to mess up his organized chaos. He buries his head in your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist as he audibly begins to cry.

“It’s okay, Matt. Take a break, you need to eat and drink some water, and take a nap.” You tell him, “You’re not a failure for needing to pause and take care of yourself.”

“I don’t have time,” He tells you, lifting his heavy head from your neck. “I can’t.”

“You do have time, Matt. Let me help you like you help me.”

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tarotwithdanise · 1 year

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20 things that May will brings to you.

This can be realizations you will feel, new hobbies, your career and finances, love and relationships, blessings or negative outcomes that you might be experiencing.

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Pile one

If this pile may have many negative messages outcome for you, don't claim them focus on the positive sides and avoid dealing with them. Perhaps we can't probably do that all the time, in the first week of this month wear something dark such as black especially in days like 2nd and 11th or in every Tuesday and Friday to block any evil eye. Additional advice here, put salt in your doorway and do smoke ritual.

Going back to places that reminding you your childhood ; a heal for your inner child.

There are some outcomes that will make you so happy.

If you are someone who is in the field of social media like influencer or well known in a specific community- you probably gonna gain a lot of followers that will respect and honor you the most.

A shocking news ; can be bad or good well it's depends on you on how you perceive this situation.

Someone in your back doesn't agree with you at all and just playing nice towards you because they can benefit something from you, for simple description; you are a tool for them.

If you are experiencing unstable health currently, this pile is a confirmation that you are in good health yet slow and steady.

You might loss some of your property.

An enemy ; an averting evil for you will watched your moves this month. And possibly waiting for you around the corner.

If you are planning to learn some new language, new diet plan or new instrument, this tells you this is the right time for you start.

A sincere new friendship may build and come for this month.

Some of your efforts will be crowned with success.

You will be a bridge to a new develop couple so they can linked and get together.

Good fortune is coming and so you need to trust your family more.

Satisfaction in your home may likely to happen.

You will pay attention and focus to your physical and mental health.

Someone who is strong authority and influence to the public will be significant for you.

A healing for you with a married woman ; this can be your mother. Healing about your mother wound issues.

If you planning to get married with this month. You and your partner may have a happy and comfortable life.

Be careful when investing money or buying something from someone, you might get scammed.

You will find yourself truly blessed with the Universe with this time. And so you feels like to inspire others as well be inspired from them.

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Pile two

Planning to meet someone who is popular and famous?Like attending to your favorite idol concert? This will bring a lot of happiness for you. You will enjoy this situation. If not, you are likely planning and savings money for you to actually meet them.

Someone who will get married or if not, you likely to attend and be invited with this wedding.

A partnership. Agreement or soul connection may happen this month with someone.

You will develope a new exercise plan or if not, you maybe interested to join in a exercise program.

Your spiritual growth and intuition will be on point.

You will forgive someone.

Your like or crushing to someone may develop into the next level of like, especially love.

Step out of your comfort zone. (In case, you were looking for a sign this maybe a sign for you to start doing it.)

You bring love and peace into a situation.

Shock from a bad news.

A end of someone or something, can be an actual 💀.

You will be surrounded by true friends.

Fulfilment of your high hopes.

For some, new love may develop.

Swimming??Not sure if it's pool or beach though.

You will discover a secret of someone.

Family quarrels may come.

You will receive a good fortune and neutralize the evil near to you.

Strong unexpected fortune.

You will receive a message from someone that will touch your heart.

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You may somehow feel deeply hurt.

Manifesting exactly what you want, just keep a positive mindset.

Moving on from a heart break and arriving of someone.

An awaited message may finally arrives ; text, call, email.

You will be talked online? You will be relevant somehow for others.

You will stop a toxic pattern.

A short embarrassment may happen to you that will follow a happiness moment.

Someone might stole something from you so better watched out your things ; a theft.

You maybe get a rival for a competition into someone or something.

A confession from someone you know.

If you have business, it will like get recognition and success.

A enemy will decided to go and turn their back away from you.

Motivation for others and for yourself.

A change of mind.

New pet or working on a new jobs.

A personal issues will finally found it's solution.

You will decide to work with your fears because you think your bigger than them.

You will start dancing and connecting more with Nature.

Starting a new hobbies especially baking sweet treats and writing a journal.

A planned vacation may happen or you will move into a new house, room or dorm.

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A get together with your friends.

New hair color and hair style.

After a long months of not watching a movie, you will decided to watch again.

A study to stars or if not, a study to astrology.

You will go to see a doctor for check up.

You will buy a new sets of book for yourself.

Deep breathing can calm down your anxiety, you will nourish your temple.

You will let yourself to be playful and enjoy for this month.

A new phase of your life will be happening and preparing yourself for an union with the next coming months.

A freedom from toxic relationship or addiction habits.

Contented of being alone, you will start your own self-care.

A pain???

Your fierce enemies are near to you with this month.

A popularity of someone or yourself will bring so much joy to you.

Your feelings for someone will grow be intense.

Important advice from someone who is female.

You will have a lot fun coming here for you pile four.

Someone you like will like you equally can be friends like platonic.

Someone will try to gaslighting you so be aware.

You will find out something from someone that will shock you and everyone.

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svngiem-remade · 1 year

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for the smut prompt thing maybe 7, 12, & 14? any member you want 🤔 [just for the record, I'm an adult]

POST-CONCERT | yji

🧸 pairing. yang jeongin + gn!reader

synopsis. no one knows what you and your best friend are always up to after their concerts, and it's better keeping it that way.

🌙 wc. 0.8k | au. idol!au; friends with benefits; smut

smut warning : edging, rough sexual intercourse, ass slapping, biting, penetration, hair pulling.

7. “Keep the noise down, baby. Someone’s gonna walk in while I have my dick in you/you have your dick in me.”12. “Just let me know if it hurts.”14. “Ooh, you know I like a challenge.”

Something the boys learned over the years, was that all the excitement and adrenaline pumping in their veins right after a concert never went away easily. The moment they got off stage, they would either workout as hard as possible to tire themselves out or they would just wipe off their makeup, get in their own, certainly more comfortable, clothes and drink warm milk or tea, hoping tiredness would soon take over.

The one member that struggled the most out of all was the youngest of the group, Jeongin. You found it funny how over the roof his energy was compared to his usual calm and collected self, and took countless videos of him just rambling on and on about something or running up and down the hallway while waiting for the company car to pick you all up.

But, even if the situation was very exhilarating to you, you kinda felt bad for him. He was clearly exhausted out of his mind, so you did what every good best friend would do, help out — even if it meant getting bent over the nearest surface in a small supply room as soon as he walked off stage.

“You always take me so well, fuck.” he grunted, his sweaty bare hips snapping against your buttcheeks at a rapid pace as he gripped your hips tightly from behind. You bit down your bottom lip as hard as you could to try to stay silent — after all, there were still so many people hanging out just behind that door you were facing.

A sudden harsh slap on your equally as sweaty bottom made you release your bottom lip and moan loudly, holding the edge of the wooden table your front was pressed on as if your life depended on it, “Fuck, ah… Innie.” you mewled, starting to move your hips back and forth in an effort to meet his powerful thrusts, feeling your high approaching.

At that, he smirked cockily and bent down until his sticky abs made contact with you bare back, not stopping his movements even for a second. Your mind was so clouded by the intense pleasure he was making you feel that you hadn't realized he started moving his hand from your hips to your sides — at least not until he harshly pinched your nipples with his slender fingers and softly bit your earlobe. Just as you were about to finish, he pulled out all the way from you, making you whine frustrated, but soon let out a long, drawn out moan when, after teasing his length on your entrance for what seemed like hours, he slowly dived back in, making you feel his veiny and long cock inch by inch.

When he noticed you most likely were not going to lower your volume anytime soon, he stuffed his fingers between your soft lips, “Keep the noise down, baby. Someone’s gonna walk in while I have my dick in you, and we don't want that, right?” he whispered in your ear, his voice almost drowning out between your heavy breathing and the filthy squelching sounds filling the supply room walls.

You nodded, barely understanding what he had said, since all you could think about was how good he was filling up your holes, and without even thinking about it, you sank your teeth on his fingers, making him yelp and back away from your face, slowing down his thrusts. That made you finally snap out of your daze and look to your side worriedly, “Are you okay? Shit, it wasn't my intention. It all just felt so good and—.”

Without warning, he shoved his fingers inside your mouth once again, “I was just surprised, baby, that's all. It was actually kind of hot, you should do it more often.” he said while inching his face closer to yours while slowly rolling his hips against your bottom, still inside you.

You chuckled at his request, playfully licking and biting his fingers before taking them out of your mouth with a pop, “Just let me know if it hurts.”

He scoffed and stood up straight again, admiring your glistening bottom, back and shoulders, tracing your spine with his fingertips, teasing once again your now empty entrance by rubbing it with both his fingers and his hard length. You whined and shook your hips side to side, hating (loving) his teasing nature.

Jeongin darkly snickered at your neediness, but a glance at the clock against the wall made him abruptly start pounding in you mercilessly while reaching forward to take a handful of your hair to pull you up, “We only have a minute before we have to get outta here— fuck.” he explained hurriedly, moaning and grunting at how tight you still felt.

As soon as you registered his words, you grinned and arched your back while opening your legs even wider, glancing back at his pleasured face, his blond hair stuck to his sweaty neck and his strong, long arm gripping your waist while the other was entangled in your hair. If possible, the sight made you even hornier, “Ooh, you know I like a challenge~.” you mewled, ready to give it your all to make you both cum before getting out of the room and going back to acting like friends until the next concert.

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mmingooo · 1 year

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endless compliments || lee minho

❥𓂃𓏧 warnings: slightly suggestive almost at the end.

❥𓂃𓏧 genre: fluff, slightly suggestive.

❥𓂃𓏧 pairing: lee know x gn!reader

❥𓂃𓏧 word count: 1.5k words.

❥𓂃𓏧 notes: ok, i’m aware i’ve already written something similar to this, but shorter, but i just really wanted to write another lee minho appreciation fic because i’m literally so whipped for this man it’s not funny 😭, but anyways, i hope you enjoy this!

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your boyfriend had always been the type to compliment very little and share his admiration through other ways, like taking the people he loved out for lunch, or buying them a gift, or cooking for them.

so it was no surprise that he himself couldn’t handle it when someone complimented him, whether it be his looks or his accomplishments. he always thanked the person with a low voice and red cheeks, very uncharacteristic of minho, who was always cocky and flaunting about his own attributes.

so of course, since you knew it made minho shy everytime, you took it upon yourself to do it as often as possible, and today was no different.

today had been a very exhausting day, both mentally and physically, so you decided to take a quick but relaxing shower, put on some comfy clothes and lay on the couch while you mindlessly scrolled through social media while some random k-drama played in the background.

today your boyfriend was performing for one of his groups Seoul concerts, and while you absolutely wanted to be there and support him, you really couldn’t. so you resorted to enjoying the concert through update accounts.

as soon as you opened instagram, you were met with a photo of your boyfriend.

you were taken aback, he looked so… pretty and handsome.

you were baffled by the thought that it was you who minho decided to date and love everyday, it was you who he sent the weird memes he enjoyed, it was you who he sent photos of his cats that his mom sent him, it was you who he cuddled and cooked food for and it was you who he looked with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes.

it was you who his mother sent encouraging messages, it was you who his dad was proud to tell about to the people who knew minho since he was a little boy.

you felt extremely happy and confused as to how this was you’re life, but you really couldn’t find it in you to question in further, you simply decided to enjoy it and be grateful.

by this time, you were sure the concert had already ended, so you decided to text minho to make sure when he was getting to your apartment, you didn’t live together, but sometimes it really did seem like you did, he had pairs of clothes in your closet and he had bought a toothbrush specifically to leave at your place.

‘hii, just checking when you’re coming over ♡’

while you waited you decided to get up and tidy up your apartment and while you were at it, yourself too.

even though you knew minho would never shame you for looking messy, you still wanted to put on a little bit of effort.

while you were finishing getting ready, you recieved a text from your boyfriend.

‘minho <3: hey honey, i’ll be there in about 10 minutes, i’m bringing take out so we can have a movie night’

you smiled as you read minho’s response, you really were whipped for this man.

ten minutes later, your doorbell rang, and there was your handsome, beautiful, pretty, cute, ethereal looking boyfriend.

“hi jagiya” he greeted you with a smile on his face, and gave you small peck on the lips.

“hi”, you kissed him back, and held him by the back of his neck, wanting to feel his lips against yours a little bit longer.

“seems like you missed me”, his lips being pulled into a smirk.

“maybe”, you smiled back.

you let him inside and he set his stuff and the food on the kitchen counter.

“i’m gonna take a shower, i wasn’t able to take one at the venue and i feel gross”

“oh yes please, i can smell your from here”, you teased him.

“yeah, yeah” he let out a fake laugh, and made his was to your bathroom.

with a smile on your face, you set the table, served the food on the plates and brought minho’s bag to your room.

while you were putting everything away, minho walked out of the bathroom, he was wearing gray sweatpants and no shirt, his hair was still damp and water droplets made their way down minho’s torso.

“enjoying the view?”

“oh very much so”, you winked.

“oh yeah?”, he made his was to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“yeah, i saw a few photos of you from the concert and i couldn’t wait until you got home to admire you in person”, you admitted wrapping your arms around his neck.

he tried to hide the big smile that was beginning to form on his lips.

“you looked amazing, and the way you looked hot, handsome and cute at the same time is really a mystery to me”, you compliment him.

“yeah… thank you”, he replied trying to not sound shy, but you could tell he didn’t expect the compliments just now.

“i mean, you always look nice, but today it was different, like even now that you don’t have any makeup on, you still manage to look incredible, ethereal even i would say”

“thank you…” you noticed his ears were beginning to turn a light shade of red.

“and your hair? the color really suits you, it’s like it was made for you, and don’t even get me started on your outfits, they way the fit so perfectly to your body is beyond me”

“thanks…” his cheeks now picking up the color from his ears.

“and the way your lips looked, i’ve never wanted to kiss you as much as i did when i saw the photos”

“okay, stop”, he smiled shyly.

“why? can’t i appreciate art?”, he threw his head back and let out a soft laugh.

“let’s just go eat”, he tried to get away from your grip, but you held him back.

“wait”, you pushed your lips against yours, and tried to transmit all your love and admiration through that kiss.

he deepened the kiss by grabbing you by the back of your neck, pulling you impossibly close to him.

you pulled away after a few minutes of an intense make out sessions, cupped his cheek and gave him a light peck.

“now let’s go eat”.

#ꕥ stray kids #ꕥ lee know #stray kids #stray kids x reader #lee know #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines #stray kids lee know #lee know x gn!reader #lee know fluff #lee know x reader

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hotasfahrenheit · 8 months

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This is what looks like a long one about the push and pull of Sand and Ray inviting each other into their lives in episode 5, sorry not sorry, but it's actually mainly because there's lots of pretty gifs? (because First and Khao are pretty obviously) here we go!

Ray spent this episode involving himself in every moment of Sand's day, dipping fully into Sand's world. Learning about Sand, following him around, being fed by Sand, letting Sand dress him up and choose his clothing, listening to Sand's music, going the places Sand wants or needs to be, meeting Sand's mom, finding out more about why Sand is who he is. Learning about how Sand takes care of other people, how Sand is always doing things for other people.

Getting up on a stage and singing a song to the boy who is used to being on a stage, singing for others.

Ray is taking steps in the right direction- towards Sand, away from Mew. Learning how to care for, and about, another person, who actually cares for, and about, him as well.

Sand is letting him in, but Sand is also not putting in the effort to learn about Ray and Ray's life at the same time. He's letting himself get swept away by Ray's charm and light but not trying to see what's going on in Ray's life that's driving him to seek solace in Sand's life.

The simplest representation of it is right here. Sand doesn't want to go in Ray's car; he doesn't trust Ray or his driving, he won't let Ray take him in his car. Ray can come with him, he WANTS Ray to come with him, but he won't enter Ray's space.

(that cute satisfied smile, how dare you First Kanaphan)

Sand is aware that Ray has something holding him back from being serious about a relationship, from being more than friends, but he doesn't try to find out what it is. He asks for one piece of Ray's truth in this episode, by asking what happened to Ray's mom- but he's asking about Ray's past, not about Ray's present.

Of all the things holding Ray back he clearly didn't expect it to be another person, but he also doesn't want to hear any kind of explanations or excuses from Ray after he finds out about Mew from Boston in the messiest way possible short of Boston sending him the make out video. He's been so focused on pulling Ray into his world that he wasn't prepared to get hit with this kind of information and immediately shuts down and closes himself off from Ray.

Ray tries, in the most direct way that he's done so far, to invite Sand in, to ask questions, to find out the truth, to find out about him.

But Sand still won't let this go both ways, he won't take the step to involve himself directly in Ray's life.

Turning over closes himself off physically from Ray and pushes him back out, and that's that. He's done, without really starting.

Could and should Ray have been more upfront that he had feelings for someone else when he started getting involved with Sand? Absolutely, especially as soon as he started pushing for more of Sand's time and attention. Ray isn't innocent here, though I have a lot of opinions about how genuine Ray's being in love with Mew is even by episode one, and definitely by this point.

It can also be really hard to process leaving behind old feelings for new ones, especially when you're dealing with people from what are or what feel like VERY SEPARATE parts of your life. Ray is a King of Compartmentalization, and his school life/friend circle/feelings for Mew have been kept almost entirely away from his time with Sand outside of the bar space that they all occupy, the overlap in the Venn diagram of Ray's life; alone at his place or Sand's, making out in his car at Sand's house after the party but barely directly interacting AT the party in front of Ray's circle, at the record store, at the concert, at Sand's mom's club, are all away from the rest of Ray's life. It can be much easier to keep the aspects of your life that make you miserable away from what makes you happy rather than deal with bridging the gaps between them, and Ray is honestly incredibly relatable for wanting to keep them apart even though it isn't the healthiest or best way for him to be dealing with things, for him or for Sand.

Nick is the first person to actually intrude on Ray and Sand's existence in tandem to each other, and he then brings Boston into their orbit and all hell breaks loose. This is probably exactly what Ray was afraid of happening- the two halves of his life coming together, in a way he absolutely cannot control; the bitter and unhappy side meeting the shining and wonderfully hopeful half, and an explosion that leaves everything in tatters.

Normally when Sand tells him no, Ray is able to use his puppy dog eyes on Sand to bring him around, but that's not going to work this time. Sand needs to be willing to go further into Ray's life to have Ray in his, and Ray needs to be open and honest about everything instead of only offering tidbits when directly asked or pressed into honesty by circumstance. Hopefully whatever it is that does work is something that involves them both being healthier, happier versions of themselves! But that's not what this show is about so we'll see how it goes.

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Hi!! can you do a sort of angst/fluff where the reader and joshua like eachother a lot but the reader always rejects joshua because they're scared to be dating someone who's an idol.

Thank you so much!! even if you don't write it, i still appreciate all you do and all the fix's you write 💕

this one was a little more complicated to write, but somehow i got carried away... so i hope you like it!

pairing: joshua x fem!reader genre: angst word count: 1.4k warnings: cursing

a/n: not proofread

requests are open

Staring at the TV ahead of you, watching Joshua give his first ment of the concert, you couldn’t help but feel a little proud of him. His smile was so bright, his voice so kind as he talked with his members and the fans. Looking at him, even if it was through a screen, made your heartache in the worst possible way.

He had invited you to the concert, promised you that no one would ever find out about you attending. Realistically, you knew that no one would recognize you, that you could pass by as just any other fan in the venue. Yet, you couldn't really bring yourself to be there.

If you attended their concert you knew that something was bound to change. It was a change you desperately wanted, desired, and longed for but one you'd never allow yourself to have.

Even if you didn't mean to, your mind went back to the last time you saw Joshua.

It was the weeks before, he called you as soon as he left practice, asking if he could drop by because he wanted to talk with you. Please, it's important. You were never able to say no to Joshua, from the moment you met him. Because it was him, but also because Joshua was the kind of person who only really asked for things when he really needed them. So if he called you, you'd always take his call no matter what you were doing or who you were with.

Less than half an hour later Joshua arrived, pressing the password on your door and letting himself in. Even if he knew your code, he always called first to make sure that you were home and if seeing was something him was you wanted. He was surprised when you took his call and when you said yes to his request.

You had been avoiding him, like the man was the plague. And he knew that he was to blame for it. He pushed too hard, too fast, too far. But at the same time, Joshua was also tired of this game the two of you played, one in which both of you were losers.

"I'm sorry, I know it's late. But I really wanted to see you"

Joshua kissed your cheek, his lips staying against your skin far longer than necessary but not nearly long enough. When he wasn't around the one thing you wanted the most was to be near him, to hear his voice, his laugh. You wanted Joshua in all ways possible. You had been in love with him the moment you met him. It was almost comical, how quickly you had fallen for him, especially considering how you said you didn't believe someone could fall in love after just one meeting.

"I really missed you" he said "I texted you but never got an answer, so I got worried"

While Joshua wasn't the kind of guy who liked texting, God knew how many unanswered texts were on his phone, he always made an effort for you. And because of that you always felt like your relationship with him was different.

"I've been busy, haven't checked my phone in days, actually"

It wasn't a complete lie. Your phone, your personal one, was one you barely used. You bought it mostly to keep your work life and private life separated. Work had been taking up most of your life, so your phone wasn't something you gave a lot of attention to. But you had seen Joshua's texts in the notification bar. hey, is everything okay?, the first one said, call me when you can, followed by, if you're not busy, can we have dinner tomorrow? The tomorrow he mentioned was two nights before. His texts were still to be read.

"I know, that's why I got worried"

He sat in front of you on the couch, holding your hands while this thumb lightly drew patterns on your palms. He had the same expression from the first time you saw him, calm and serene, calming in a way. But you knew better at this point. His beautiful eyes had a pinch of worry and tiredness in them — maybe from the long hours of practice before a concert, or because of the whole situation between you and him.

"I came to invite you to the concert. The guys miss you being around too. They would be very happy if you attended"

You were already shaking your head before he was done speaking. Joshua saw it as a win though, the fact you didn't pull your hands away from him, refusing his touch.

"You know I can't go"

"No one will know you're there, I promise. I know it's not ideal, and not as much fun, but you can watch it from backstage. If someone does see you, they'll just think of you as part of the staff"

He had such hopeful eyes. You know that he thought that it was a good idea, a plan that couldn't possibly fail because he, as well as everyone else, would do their best to hide you and protect you.

"I don't want to hide, Joshua" you felt his hand go cold, so you took them into yours for a change "I don't want to make your life difficult. I don't want you to choose between me and the life you built for the past eleven years. I won't make you choose between me and your brothers, your family. I can't let you do that"

It was his turn to shake his head.

"Who says I have to choose?"

"You can't have it all Joshua, the career and everything else. At least, not in this country"

For the first time, since the two of you started this sort of dance, Joshua pulled away from you.

"I don't understand why you keep doing this. Everyone dates, some of the guys are dating right now. And I know you feel the same as me. So why do you keep pushing me away?"

"Because I am scared!" you screamed "I have seen what it does to people, having their relationship exposed. I don't want to see people talking about you like you committed a crime, demanding your expulsion of seventeen, sending you death threats. I don't to expose my family to this, myself too"

He shook his head, passing your small living room. Two steps was all it took for him to cross it. You loved having him around, how your tiny boring apartment was suddenly full of life when he was around. Even in moments such as that, when the conservation was taking a turn for the worst he brought so much life to the plain walls. Both of you stayed in silence, thinking of what to say next. Joshua wondered what he should say to make you change your mind, while you wanted him to understand where you were coming from, that in your decision was also the love you felt for him.

"Shua" you whispered, finally standing up "I need you to listen to me, okay?"

You felt your body contract in pain at the sight of his eyes filled with tears, just like yours. You took his face into your hands, to make sure that he wouldn’t miss a single word of what you were saying. Not that you needed to. Joshua always paid attention to you, listened to every single thing you had to say.

"I love you so, so, so much. This is the kind of feeling I only ever read about, that I always deemed impossible. And then you came around, with your beautiful eyes and kind smile. You gave me so much. In you, I found love, friendship, a home. You shared your life with me, your brothers. Everything that's precious to you, you gave me a little bit. But I will never do anything to hurt that, anything that could take those things away from you"

You stood on your tiptoes and pulled his face close to yours, kissing his lips for the first and last time.

"Shit" you pushed your tears away, blinking rapidly. The loud cheers of the fans, indicating the start of the next song, were enough to bring you back.

You knew you shouldn't be watching the concert, but you couldn't bring yourself to stop. From that night on, all you'd have of Joshua would be memories and dreams of a life that you could never have.

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jhugas · 11 months

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‘UNDERSTAND WHAT?’- Park Jimin

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Genre: angst, sad, fluff

Pairing: ex! Jimin X 8th member! Reader ; exes to lovers ; angry confession

Summary: You and Jimin start arguing about your break up, and he decided to clear few things up.

Word count: ~1,2k

Warnings/tags: mention (no details) of depression, anxiety, insomnia, pressure, nausea, work; lot of crying.

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You and Jimin dated for four years, and broke up in 2019, in the middle of the Love Yourself Tour due to the pressure and amount of work you had. Though, you would have preferred to stay with him. But he was so convincing that you just assumed he didn’t love you anymore, and used your work as an excuse. So to not pressure him or annoy him, you just agreed.

It’s true, the pressure and the huge amount of work you two had, especially during the tour, made it hard to really focus on each other. But still, you loved him and didn’t want to leave him.

Knowing that he was the first person you really gave your trust to and that made you happy, your break up broke you in pieces.

He was your first love, first kiss, first time, first person to make you feel loved and happiness.

When you broke up, you had to carry on with the concerts and it was so hard.

How were you supposed to act like nothing happened, when you lost the love of your life?

You didn’t even tell the members. Even though they saw that something had changed between you two, they just thought you had a little fight. Then, around a month after, during a dance practice, Namjoon saw you weren’t giving enough efforts. So he lightly scolded you in a little room before asking you what was wrong, and you finally spit out that you broke up.

The news spread quickly in the kpop industry, from idol to idols, since they all knew how perfect you two were together.

One night, you and Jimin were in his apartment. It’s been four years you broke up. And it still hurts like the first day. You never stopped loving him, but never tried to flirt with him again since.

You’re talking about the tour that’ll happen in 2025, and suddenly, a feeling of sadness and loneliness invades you. Flashbacks from 2019 come back.

{[20th March 2019]}

You broke up last night. And you couldn’t feel worse than now. Heart broken, nauseous, exhausted… everything to fail a concert. But tonight, you had to perform.

When you went to eat breakfast in the hotel, and saw the beautiful man that broke your heart sitting down, looking fine, like nothing happened… you decided you wanted to move on the quickest possible.

The soundcheck was alright, seeing army made you feel a little bit better. But again, he was on your mind all day. And seeing him act like nothing happened truly shocked you. He didn’t even tell you hi or smiled at you. He just ignored you, like you didn’t exist.

{[during the concert]}

It’s time to sing ‘The Truth Untold’. You hold back your tears from falling, to not alarm Armys, and sing your parts.

…

‘You know that I can't,

Show you me,

Give you me’

…

‘But I still want you,

I still want you’

…

It’s the end of the song, the instrumental plays for a good minute or two. But suddenly, Armys start screaming. You turn around and your eyes fall on Jimin, crying on the floor. He looks so sad.

It’s too much for you, you held back your tears for too long. You let yourself fall on the ground and hide yourself as you’re silently crying.

{[backstage]}

Once you get backstage you immediately run to the toilets and start crying again. If it’s only been a day, then why do you miss him so much?

Someone knocks on the door, and without even saying anything, you unlock and open the door. You look at the floor, and immediately recognize those shoes. It’s him.

You look up and see his swollen eyes, red cheeks and nose, and messy hair. But most importantly, his plump, pink almost red lips.

So kissable, but impossible to kiss for you from now on.

All he did to you was a loose hug. Not even touching your body with his hands. He leans in your ear and says:

‘I’m still here for you.’

With a soft, broken voice.

Since, you had reoccurring dreams about him coming back, running towards you and finally hugging you the way you deserve it. Occasionally, you’d have dreams where he kissed you and laughed. His smile… his beautiful smile. You missed it…

But you also had nightmares. Where he shouted how much he hated you, how much you’ve changed and worse.

{[now]}

‘You alright?’

Jimin asks. Brushing your hair behind your ear and noticing your eyes filled with tears.

‘I am…’

You answer quietly.

There’s a silence. The only noise is the one of his hand rubbing your back. He knows. He knows what you’re thinking about.

‘It was hard wasn’t it?’

He says.

‘Why did you break up with me?’

You ask. Too tired to even think straight. If you did, you wouldn’t have asked that.

‘I never really wanted to break up with you. I swear. If I could’ve stayed with you, I would’ve.’

He says

‘Are you serious? Are you saying I could’ve avoided depression, anxiety and insomnia?! I also never wanted to leave you stupid!’

Your voice rises and your breath speeds up.

‘What do you mean? When I said we might need to break up, you immediately nodded and agreed!! I didn’t even mean it. I just wanted to have a talk!’

‘I agreed because I didn’t want to be a burden!! And you… you acted like nothing happened! Not even a week after, you talked to me like everything was fine when it wasn’t!! I cried for you! I really did!’

You cry out. Finally opening yourself and telling him what you wanted to tell him for a long time.

‘Y/n… you know I hate to argue with you… I also cried. I cried a lot more than you think. Depression, anxiety, insomnia… I also had it. It’s not a competition. And if I acted like this. It’s because I missed you!’

He yells and tears start forming in his eyes, blurring his vision.

‘I also hate fighting with you!!! We just can’t help it! … Did you really think I didn’t miss you too? Are you that emotionally broken? Obviously I missed you obviously I did! But I needed space. I needed to get you out of my head.’

‘I didn’t just miss you y/n…’

He asks as he bites his bottom lip in frustration.

‘Not even a day after, you lost all your feelings! How did you stop loving me in few hours!!’

You yell at him.

‘Y/n… you don’t understand do you?’

He says more softly.

‘Understand what?!’

You ask. Tired from yelling and arguing with the man you still love.

‘That I love you!! I love you y/n I love you!! I always did and always will! Don’t you get it? I can’t just leave you! I am in love with you!’

He yells with his broken voice before staring at you, waiting for a response.

There’s a silence. You wonder if this is a dream again. You take some time to think.

‘… I love you too you idiot!!!’

You push him in frustration but he comes back and hugs you tighter than he ever did. Crying in your hair and salting them. Your head held by his shoulder.

‘Then why are we fighting again y/n… I love you’

He whispered.

‘I don’t know. I love you too, Jimin.’

You whisper back against his neck, tears still rolling down your cheeks.

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tower-girl-anon · 1 year

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Mercury in signs: how do you sing

Hello again!! I came back with a short but funny post about Mercury and how we sign according to the sign it falls in.

As always, enjoy it, take it with a grain of salt since this is just based on my intuition, don't copy this post without giving the proper credits to the owner, and hope it resonates with you.

Mercury in Aries: for those who have this planet in the warrior sign of Aries, you sing with... passion. There is no other way to describe it. You put a 100% of effort and energy when you sing that sometimes you can't stay still. It's almost as if your life depended on it. You must move, jump, or do something in general. Seriously though', anybody hearing you sing in a stadium during a game or concert will feel scared due to the level of energy, sometimes even aggression, that you show in your voice.

Mercury in Taurus: the voices of these natives are harmonious in general, very pleasing to listen to, and very femenine. They are not as loud as the prior sign, and it's not common for them to miss a tone in a song. That's because Venus, the planet of love, is the ruler of Taurus, and they love when everything is in an harmonious tune. Also, it is possible that they prefer to keep their singing ability in private rather than sharing it with others.

Mercury in Gemini: you guys sing...whatever you like and whenever you feel like it. You guys know a lot about many songs and singers. Most probably than not, you're one of the best people when it comes about memorizing the lyrics of the songs. Truly, even if you sing good or bad, or if you sing ballads or rock (depending in the situation/mood that you are in), you just know the song and no one can compete with you when it comes about memorizing the lyrics.

Mercury in Cancer: you guys sing... with emotion. You put your heart into the singing no matter if it sounds good or bad. Depending on the type of song, letter or melody, your mood could change so greatly that, if it's a sad song for example, you will cry your eyes out. Even if you've never experienced something similar to the described situation/emotion in the song, it will still resonate due to your emphatic nature.

Mercury in Leo: you sing...with power. You have a powerful voice that may resemble, in force, the roar of a lion. Your singing voice don't get unnoticed by others, somehow it affects others, no matter if it's in a good way or a bad one, and, also, there is a chance that you may become very popular in the industry due to this ability or due to the passion, charm, energy, or optimism showed during this act. No matter if you sign good or bad, your voice don't go unnoticed.

Mercury in Virgo: you sing... with a lot of technique if that makes sence. Let me explain. For one side, I don't feel like most of those who have this sign sings. At least, not spontaneously. Most of you sing with plenty of conscience about the techniques needed for this such as vocalization, breathing, expansion of diaphragm, etc. Even if you don't know it, you try to give the effort required to sing the song and reach all the notes without failing. If you sing bad...I guess you prefer it to do it quietly. In private.

Mercury in Libra: you sing...smoothly and harmoniously. The voice of those who have this planet under the loving sign of Libra possess a beautiful voice. Maybe not as loud or as fast as other sign like Leo or Aries, but you don't mind about that. Certainly you focus more on reaching the correct notes or respecting the whole rithm of the song, and you do it. Sometimes even without you having to put a lot of effort.

Mercury in Scorpio: you guys sing...intensely. You guys have a powerful voice that can influence over other people's emotions or, due the profound way you sing in which the darker and most intimate part of yourself is almost, if not completely, free in the song, it may become adictive to some people since it seems as if you were able to reach their inner, darker, and unknown part of themselves. Maybe singing is an activity that tranforms you or others somehow.

Mercury in Sagittarius: you guys sing...at your own pace. Those of you who have this don't mind about what type of music you are listening to since you tend to know a lot about different types of music from, maybe, all around the world. Your voice could be loud due to the influence of Jupiter as ruler of this sign and, no matter if you are good or bad at it, as long as you enjoy doing it, then the critics won't mind. You can sing at any place and any time. School, the bus, the shower...it doesn´t matter.

Mercury in Capricorn: you guys sing...shyly and with a critic ear. You guys don't share your singin voice often. You do it in private or, at the very least, if there is public, when there are others doing it too so your singin can go unnoticed. Please don't worry, your voice is as nice as everyone elses and the ammount of effort you put while singing, practicing, and reaching the notes correctly is something to be praised, not criticised.

Mercury in Aquarius: you people sing... with a unique tune! For those who have this aspect, your voice while singing could have a particular way of intoning, and may enjoy showing or sharing your talent with friends. Even if you don't sing at all, there is still some enjoyment when it comes to sing with friends. In those cases, you don't mind changing the tune, the letter, or even the sound of the song. Perphaps, by doing so, you will make it sound better.

Mercury in Pisces: you people sing... dreamingly. There is some sort of smoothing energy sorrounding your voice. Its like as if the sounds or melody expresed through your singing voice resembles some kind of otherworldly or mystical sound. You can sing almost about everything and with passion since Pisces brings an emphatic energy. Most probably than not, many people gets surprised by the sounds you project. Or, maybe, they didn't know that you sing in the first place.

That's all I have for you today. There is still some aspects to consider when it comes about voices such as the third house, it's ruler, the aspects of other planets to the ruler, etc. Still, I hope you still enjoyed it, and I send you, as always, lot's of love and light.

Tower Girl Anon

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finniestoncrane · 1 year

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Hello. I am here to request Yandere Ozzie being overprotective of his sweet princess 🗣️ Perhaps she is kidnapped by someone in hopes of extorting Oswald and get more than a pretty penny out of him but him being the perfect man he is does not lose a single cent and gets his baby back but not before beating the crap out of the kidnappers for hurting her. Thank you and have a great day, friend 🫂

Rescue Me

Farrell!Penguin x Female!Reader, word count: 1.2k what if i did that but made it two parts and i am incredibly slow at getting to the conclusion of things and i'm also very sorry about it anon but you should know that already because this request is from october (i am so sorry i knew this prompt was good so it needed to have justice done to it) 🥴💜🐧 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: angst, threats, kidnapping, sad ozzie boo ;-;

“Uh huh. Sure. Uh-huh. And just so I know I’ve given you the benefit of the doubt, because I’m a nice guy. You know who you’re talking to here, huh?”

Two goons on either side of the office door watched Oswald as he tapped his fingers casually on his desk. He held the phone to his right ear, listening patiently. One of the men who watched had answered. Taken the brief message, and then followed the instructions.

“We’ve got your boss’ girl. We’re looking to exchange her for a reasonable sum, given that she’s tainted goods. You taking all of this down? Ok, go hand the phone to your boss and tell him we want to speak to him.”

“Oh, is that so? Ok. That’s all fine on my end. I’ll bring the money. You bring my girl. We’ll see how smooth things go. You better not waste my fuckin’ time neither.”

Oswald hung up the call, rubbing his face in his palms before he tossed the phone against the wall. He got up from his desk, grabbing his long leather jacket from the coat stand. A cigar, the metal briefcase from the safe in the closet, his own cell phone, and a handgun. That was all he was taking with him.

“You’re going personally, boss?”

“Course I am! And don’t neither of you two clowns follow me. I’m going alone.”

Brushing past them on his way out of the door, Oswald felt calm, collected, but he took a deep breath in before he started his car and began heading to the meeting point. He drove fast, but not fast enough that any cops would bother to interfere. He wanted to get there safe and sound, as quickly as possible. Your life wasn’t in danger, no one was that stupid, but he was still worried.

Pulling up to the farthest end of the docks, territory he felt safe in, Falcone’s territory at that, he noticed another car with dimmed headlights. With an air of confidence he didn’t need to muster up, he got out of his own vehicle, walking steadily towards them, making a concerted effort to conceal his limp as best as he could. He worried it made him look weak, like an easier target. Like he could be toppled over much easier than was likely.

A voice from the shadows, calling out to him. One he only recognised from the phone call, unable to place it to anyone he knew, or knew of.

“You actually came alone?”

“What can I say, I’m a man of my word.”

“Seems risky.”

“Should I be worried? This is business, chief. And I’d like to get on with it.”

“Not much for small talk, hm? What difference does it make how quick we commence the business? The damage has been done.”

Oswald narrowed his eyes, taking another step forward, hand reaching for his pocket, ready to grab his gun if need be.

“Listen, business is business. I’m a busy guy. I know how this shit goes. But I swear to you, if you touched a single hair on her body I will take everything you have and everyone you have ever loved.”

“Relax, Penguin.”

He flinched at the word. Fingers relaxing and tensing by his side.

“Toss the money over and you can have her. In exactly the same condition she was in when we brought her here.”

The briefcase landed with a metallic clunk on the ground, bouncing slightly before settling askew on the wet ground. The stranger took a few steps towards it, stopping when Oswald shouted out over the short distance between them.

“Don’t you touch that thing with your filthy funckin’ hands until I’ve seen her.”

Hands up, displaying his intentions, the stranger clicked his fingers and summoned two men from the vehicle, who dragged out another figure from the back seat. Clad in a large, ill-fitting stained shirt, no shoes, and with a bag over their head, they were walked over to the stranger who pushed them forwards, sending them stumbling into Oswald’s arms. He brought them in close, holding them behind him.

“Hey, you’re ok now, just keep quiet and follow my lead, kid.”

The stranger clicked open the briefcase, scoffing as they realised that there was nothing inside. But by the time he had glanced up towards Oswald, he was met with the handgun pointing at him.

“Shameful tactics, Oswald.”

“This isn’t my girl.”

Shaking his head, the stranger smiled, standing up slowly as Oswald traced his movements with the gun.

“Of course it isn’t. Looks like we both came up short on our ends of the bargain.”

“You bring her to me, or I swear to god!”

Oswald was shouting now, his voice breaking as he tried to conceal the raw emotion. Fear, rage, a deep sorrow, panic and worry.

“How about this time, you come to us. You bring the money to my warehouse, and we’ll give you what you want this time. Promise.”

He winked, a cruel grin briefly flashing over his up until now bland and neutral face.

“I don’t even know who you are or where you operate from. How am I supposed to find you?”

“Think of a way. You’ve got twenty-four hours.”

As he walked to the car, entering it as his men held the door open for him, he called back.

“And don’t worry about it, you’ll know who I am soon enough. Everyone will.”

As their car sped away, Oswald turned his attentions to the figure behind him. Peeling the bag slowly from her head, he stood back, giving her enough space to get accustomed to her surroundings. It didn’t take long, and before he knew it she had her arms around him, thanking him, sobbing into his jacket.

“It’s ok, hey. You’re fine. I recognise you, kid. You one of my dancers?”

“Y-yeah Mister Cobblepot, sir. I… I was coming out of work with your-”

“They took her too? You saw her!? You gotta let me know if they hurt her, ok?”

“They didn’t hurt none of us, she’s ok. Just… scared Mister Cobblepot. We all were.”

Sighing, trying to hold back the tears in a bid to remain the safe space for the girl he now held in the freezing cold, Oswald tried to think on his feet, willing his brain to move past the initial flurry of pain and anxiety that flooded him.

“Listen, sweetheart. I’ll get you home. We’ll make sure you’re safe, ok? I’ll get one of my guys on your door and he’ll stick with you till we have this creep dealt with. But you gotta help me. You think you can do that?”

“A-anything, Mister Cobblepot. I owe you.”

“You don’t owe me, kid. But I need to know where you were. Anything you can tell me.”

She started to speak but he silenced her with a gesture.

“Not right now, you need to be warm, safe, before you even think about doing anything else. You need a drink. We’ll go back to the club, ok?”

Nodding quietly, sniffling back some tears, Oswald’s new ward got into the back seat of the car, resting her head against the window as Oswald drove back to the club to formulate his plan.

Everyone would know who this stranger was. He’d be the guy that Oswald Cobblepot strung up in pieces across Gotham. They idiot who crossed the wrong man.

#finnie writes #penguin x you #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #batman fanfic #the batman 2022 #colin farrell penguin #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot x you

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eenkleinleven · 10 months

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Sth ive always wondered about a little life is how Jude was so extremely traumatised but still had good enough social skills to make so many lasting friendships. Like I know not all traumatized people are the same and it is possible for someone to be as severely traumatized as Jude was and still have some social skills, but I think it must be unusual, right? Like I'm just wondering where he learned social cues and how to interact with people his own age and how to behave in relationships and all that. And how he managed to be so different from the people around him - not revealing anything about his past, wearing long-sleeved shirts to the beach - and still got people to accept him easily and not question all these things a lot. It's something I've always wondered. What are your thoughts on this?

It's not something I ever thought about specifically, no. Or, rather, it wasn't something that struck me as particularly unusual or noteworthy. I'll do my best to articulate why.

Hanya discussed, in one interview, why she chose the narrative structure that she did for the book. She initially considered having the book in three parts, with the first two describing two alternative life paths for Jude—one where he was able to overcome his past, for the lack of a better word, and one where he wasn’t—and the third part describing what had happened to him. But she explained why she ultimately disposed of that format, saying:

“I think it establishes this binary that someone who cant function in society is somehow a failure and someone who can is a success, and that's simply not true. I think that's too reductive of a way of thinking about a person.”

I feel like that quote is important to keep in mind when talking about Jude as a character.

Regarding social skills:

I feel that it's worth noting that Jude wasn't unsocialized. I don't think his socialization through age 16 was normal by any means. There is no easy way to say this: people can be sexually abused as children and still be socially and professionally normal as adults. I personally know people who fall into that category, which is partly why it didn’t strike me as strange.

Going into greater detail, however, as to how he was able to learn social skills, there’s a few things that come to mind.

Ana seems to have given him a huge amount of support without which he may not have been able to really interact with others.

Plenty of passages in the book describe him having to learn how to interact with his peers, too.

My impression was that Jude made a concerted effort to learn about how to comport himself, an effort made easier by the fact that he kept quiet when it came to his personal life.

Regarding how he was able to maintain friendships while divulging so little about himself:

People did ask Jude about himself. Fairly often, actually, particularly in the earlier portions of the book. I mean, substantial portions of The Postman—including but not limited to this section touch on the matter outright.

But, really, I think it’s that his friends accepted him for who he was. So, for all of his differences, that was who they knew him to be, and they liked him.

I think, too, that after a certain point, his friends understood that Jude had some good reason for not sharing more about himself. It didn’t impact his ability to be a good friend otherwise, so it seems reasonable to me that they chose not to pry. If they had an issue with him being private, or different in any particular way, they could have simply remained acquaintances.

I hope this makes sense--I had some difficulty in organizing my thoughts here, so if you'd like me to clarify about anything, please feel free to ask.

#a little life

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tagged by the wonderful @oldironteeth for 5 things that make me happy (in no particular order):

music: music has been a pretty integral part of my life for the longest time, starting with "musical early childhood education" ("musikalische Früherziehung") at around maybe 2-3 yo or so, then Glockenspiel lessons (moreso just learning the very basic fundamentals of music), then keyboard lessons from like 4-7 yo, piano lessons since then (10 years now, and I'm really happy with my progress, essentially being at the highest skill level non-professionals can normally achieve), organ lessons since maybe 2018/2019 and I even played my first full church service last sunday (ignore the fact that I'm pretty much a satanist, the music sounds nice if you don't read the text and no one sees you anyway, so might as well be on your phone during the sermon parts plus I'm getting paid. also a several meters tall instrument made of metal/wood pipes with at the very least 3 sets of keys that towers over an already spacious building is metal af), also I've been singing in my schools choir for the past ~7 years, picked up guitar by myself in nov 2022 and since a Kanonenfieber show last nov my growls finally work properly. Apart from that I love listening to music, mainly Black Metal, but I've also come to enjoy stuff like OSDM, Dungeon Synth, Doom and Noise. I haven't been able to go to many concerts (essentially only one festival, one Kanonenfieber show and one Bell Witch show), but I loved those I could go to. Also I'm currently planning to start a (rn only cover) band with a few friends/friends of friends to start playing some metal and that seems to be going somewhere for once

LotR: I read the trilogy in like 6th grade and even tho I haven't read that much else Tolkien (only The Children of Huin and The Fall of Gondolin I believe, plus I've been on-and-off with a copy of The Hobbit for like half a year) it has become somewhat of a comfort series, which also probably explains how much I adore all the high fantasy Dungeon Synth

my mum being supportive: I came out to her last june and since then she stopped saying "my [son/daughter]" instead just referring to me as her 'child' and it just feels really good that she's making an active effort to support me, no doubts or stupid questions. Additionally she's been semi-jokingly using 'es' (i.e. the German it/its, since there really is no equivalent of they/them) when referring to me while talking to me or my sister, which still kinda fits, considering it may make me sound like a goblin or sth, but I spend most of my freetime in my basement room with the posture of a shrimp anyway

havin a queer friend irl: technically I have several queer friends, but they align with my own identity a lot (nb/pan/possibly ace), plus that in general we're really close means that I can talk to them about most stuff, be it dysphoria, mental health or just venting

animanga: I have no clue why specifically these forms of media, but eh. my first anime was Noragami in early 2021, my first manga Jujutsu Kaisen in summer the same year, currently I tend to read more manga than I watch anime and my physical collection of manga stands at a good 214 volumes right now (counting omnibuses as one volume). bl also kinda helped me realise that I'm not straight, so that's a win in my book. currently infatuated with the Dungeon Meshi anime. (also I doubt anyone cares but I'm just putting this here)

tags, no pressure:

@mell-150 @parasite-2 @trans-ghostboi @wolven-maw @risottoeater @lilacdelilah

#finally doing this #ive had the tab open for like 10 straight days and just couldnt start with this jesus fuck #but this was nice to do #my mental states not been that great the last couple weeks so remembering the nice things helped #even if i had to think about it a bit #now thats a proper wall of text #also listen to ethereal shroud and/or caladan brood #no reason theyre just great bands

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NNN Failure - Protags (Hajime, Makoto & Shuichi)

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view

(For the other NNN Failures, limit to just one muse at a time, please!)

Names: Hajime Hinata, Makoto Naegi & Shuichi Saihara

Failed: Day 30

Report: Now, this was a close fight to the finish. What happens when you have three guys - each one having hordes of ladies that desire them, mind you - that are not only stopped from cumming from an entire month, but also have to deal with said ladies who are increasingly growing frustrated that they can't fuck them yet (both concerning those who failed and those who are close to breaking).

Well, you get a fight for survival that had all three team-up in a group effort to stay unfucked for as long as possible. From barricading themselves in Shuichi's office as the likes of Angie, Mikan, Sato, Celeste and Miu were tearing down their doors, to hiding in the locker rooms as Hina, Kirumi and Natsumi lurked about for some 'fun time in the pool', to even running at full speed in the woods to escape the horniness of an Ibuki, Sakura and Tsumugi hellbent on making a romp in the woods to remember!

They were so close...but things started to fall apart when they got separated in town on the last day. Desperate, Hajime thought to hide in Chiaki's apartment on the last day to wait it out. She was usually chill so he could probably pass the day here, right? Well, when he got himself inside, the gamer was waiting for her in the world's most ill-fitted set of pajamas that not only showed so much of her jugs, and was snug around her chubby ass, but so put on so poorly that Hajime could even see parts of her thong and a good deal of her soft stomach. Try as he could to resist, it was during a co-op session with her that she took noticed of his 'issues playing' and sought to remedy it...with her mouth. Hajime was out, but he sure didn't care at this point...and certainly wasn't going to care as more girls from his class would come on by to 'punish' him for his failure~ (Especially with the likes of Natsumi, Mikan and Mahiru~)

As for Makoto, for once, his luck seemingly hadn't screwed him and got him to hide out in his room, door locked and all. He was safe...only for him to look to his closet and see Kyoko and Sayaka dressed in lingerie and clearly having zero intentions of letting him go so easily (bribing the love of your life's mother and sister to do this with concert tickets, and getting to hear such a fuckfest themselves gets you pretty far it seems~). But given how beautiful both looked, yeah, Makoto called it quits too, with him barely being able to announce it before the horny women descended upon him. Craving that big, thick, 'Hope' he's been carrying all month~ And they wouldn't be the only ones as they announced his location to the rest of their class...they just had first dibs (and both knew they needed to get some alone time with him before Mukuro or Junko showed up~)

Finally, then there was Shuichi. He couldn't go back to his agency (still getting repairs) and he knew he couldn't risk being out in the open for long. So...he took a risk. They'll be looking everywhere for him, but would they really consider that he'd be hiding out in some place he'd detested. Like...oh! DICE's hideout!! Shuichi usually avoided it like the plague, but if it meant he could win the challenge he'd be happy with it. After managing to locate Kokichi, he begged to hide there...and the Supreme Leader agreed. Though on the condition that Shuichi will have to pay a fee for requesting their aid. Shuichi, though suspicious, agreed. He was taken to the hideout and, as if became night, gradually began to calm down. It was risky, but he finally was going to win!!! Well, at least he thought. But there was the issue of the 'fee' Kokichi mentioned. As it turns out? Said fee was walking into Kokichi's room with three very horny clown girls and the hung dictator femboy himself - all naked and all very horny for some detective ass~ Shuichi would have ran...but, well, Kokichi's cock was already alluring him in way too much. And those girls were noththing to sneeze at. Hence, Shuichi broke and eager began to suck off Kokichi, while his minions worked to help 'initiate' Shuichi into DICE by either eating him out or getting some of that cum out before the other girls arrived. Which, by the way, Kokichi pretty much snitched on Shuichi immediately to turn this orgy up a notch~ ("My dear Shuichi only asked for me to let him into my hideout, he never said I couldn't tell the others about it~")

So, yes, their long journey ended in failure. But given how it ended with essentially the greatest, literal fucking, night of their lives...the trio agreed that, for next year, maybe skipping out on the challenge might better in the long run~

#DRnaegi-R18 #DRhinata-R18 #DRsaihara-R18 #PDR Event: NNN

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I feel weird lately. I really thought, like. Once I got to this new place, I'd be a new person. Like. I don't really have trouble talking to people or anything, I don't find it hard to make friends, but I thought I'd have all these new feelings that I never really got the chance to explore before and I'm still just...me, I guess.

I guess I'm just getting FOMO, you know? Like I was under the impression that I'd just find someone I wanted to go out with and date, but that's just never happened yet. Hell...the only crush I've ever had was on my best friend, and I actually don't know if it really was a crush or just me being really excited to have someone I had something in common with. Is this like. Something about myself I need to fix?

Maybe.

I suppose that answer depends on how readily you're able to cope with this realization. From my experience, it's a rather common phenomenon. We always have far fewer choices to make than it seems like we should, because the only other options that exist are options that could only be taken by someone unlike us. The world has infinite possibilities, but we are woefully finite. We won't ever experience the breadth of these possibilities, and that's something that we all must come to terms with.

Sometimes, we do need to change. Sometimes, we need to become the kind of person that would make those other choices. Only you can be the ultimate judge of that. It's often fine to remain who you are. So long as you're content with the trajectory of your life, there's no real impetus to be anyone else. But, if you find the inertia of your life suffocating, or if you truly are haunted by the experiences you're lacking, the only way to change yourself is through concerted effort.

I was not always a soldier, and I was not always a leader. I first had to act the part—to recognize and reshape my thought patterns, reaffirm my priorities, and teach myself discipline so that I would become a soldier. These opportunities may simply fall in your lap, but I wouldn't bet on it. If you lament their absence, you'll have to become the kind of person to seek them out. That means acting the role until it becomes second-nature. We are not static. We can change ourselves, so long as we're dedicated to the change.

Do you want to change?

#captain's thoughts

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2022

Another pretty decent year for pop music ; a very slow one, with a lot of trash, but the good stuff was so good making a top 10 took me ages, unlike 2021 where it was way easier. Outside of the top 100, some incredible stuff dropped this year too, so yeah - even if the charts don't always reflect it, music as a whole is currently very interesting to follow.

Disclaimers / Rules:

I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these lists. There’s songs that charted in my country way higher than they did in the US, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

No song that I already put on a previous list is elligible.

No old hit song that is re-charting due to a holiday or a trend is elligible either.

Of course there will probably be stuff in French somewhere on this post. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible.

I have sound-to-color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

So. Uh. Again, again. How was your 2022??

Still didn't catch covid but I did catch a very nasty cold a month ago. Still drawing and writing a lot, and also spending more and more time customising my clothes with dumb patches and embroidered messages and stuff.

I went to a LOT of concerts this year, and they were all fantastic for completely different reasons! I'm so glad I finally have the budget to do this without feeling guilty or cutting down some more vital stuff. So yeah. I went to see My Chemical Romance, The Soft Moon, Sigur Ros, Placebo and Enter Shikari. Before that the last concert I had attended was VNV Nation all the way back in 2019!

Speaking of which, let’s start with the good or interesting albums that came out in 2022 or in late 2021, and this is going to be pretty long.

Albums

I have to mention that I tried to get into Ghost this year. It's definitely not for me apart from a couple of songs, but also, Impera was pretty bad. Probably wasn't a good idea to start listening to these guys in their current era.

I also have to mention that I've been thoroughly disappointed by Mainstream Sellout, because I'm one of those weirdos who actually liked Tickets to my Downfall by Machine Gun Kelly. But yeah, the guy became self-aware, and that's the worst thing that could possibly happen. Awful. Emo Girl is unintentionally funny, though.

Not sure this counts as an "album" since it's an EP, and a five minutes-long one at that, but Snake Eyes by 100 Gecs made me even more excited for their new album in 2023.

Electric Callboy's Tekkno is dumb and funny in all the right ways and I'm glad they got so much positive attention out of it. That's trolling with actual effort and passion put into it and it's kind of a lost art form at this point. The music videos are amazing too.

Rakshak by Bloodywood is exactly the kind of thing Nu Metal needed to move forward and I love the fact that energy came from India, of all places. A lot of fresh ideas, generally interesting topics and politics ; I'm sold. This is great. More, please.

Muna by uh Muna didn't leave much of an impression on me at first but I kept thinking about it and I eventually came back to it to relisten to it several times later in the year. I'm not sure what it means. Probably something good, though. Maybe it will be one of my faves of the year in retrospect..? Also it's very gay, which never hurts.

I'm somewhat conflicted about Being Funny in a Foreign Language by The 1975. Objectively, it's probably their best album ; it's straightforward, it's very well produced, it has a couple of bangers. Subjectively, I'm not even sure I'd place it above Notes on a Conditional Form, which if you recall was a GIGANTIC MESS, just because the highs of this mess were stratospheric compared to the ones the new album has. Still really good, but I miss the chaos.

Death's Dynamic Shroud's Dark Life has SO MANY different ideas going in so many different directions it's kind of a miracle that the album stays so coherent. The colors and the textures are sometimes so complex and layered that just listening to them to try to pick them apart becomes a stim to me. Beautiful.

I only found this album last month but Dimensional Bleed by Holy Fawn is one of the best post rock things I've ever heard since Sigur Ros stopped releasing new music

Exister by The Soft Moon comes so close to being my album of the year. SO close. Among all the musicians trying to become the new Trent Reznor, this guy's the only credible candidate for me, just because he's not afraid to try really weird shit. When I saw him live in October, the last thing he played had a castanets solo over huge electronic beats. And it went hard as hell! I sincerely hope his future stuff will be even better. I'm sold.

But uh. Guys. I'm sorry.

I'm so predictable. Never Let Me Go, Placebo's comeback album, is my favorite album of the year. Of course, when one of my favorite bands ever decided to release new music after nearly ten years of nothing, I was thrilled, but also worried it would disappoint me. The first singles were amazing, but what if? What if the rest of the album wasn't as good? And yet, by the time it was over, I was trying to determine if it was my third or fourth fave album in their discography. Even now, I'd only put Meds and Sleeping With Ghosts above this one. It's distinctly them, but full of new and interesting ideas. I'm beyond happy things turned out so well.

Unelligible Songs

There's a TON of them! Because that year was very good! This is kind of a non-hits rec list of sorts, but you know the drill.

Should I start with some Gecs? I feel like I should start with some Gecs. So here's Doritos and Fritos, Hey Big Man and Torture Me. You're welcome.

While we're at it, if you've never watched any of the recent Electric Callboy music videos, your day is about to get slightly better. I suggest Pump It and Spaceman. Also both are actually good songs on top of being funny.

I might have trashtalked Ghost's new album earlier but Spillways is like Poison 2.0. That's a compliment by the way

I've not always enjoyed what these guys made post-Hot Fuss, but Boy by the Killers should definitely have been a hit.

What I Want by Muna also has this "should have been a huge hit" aura. I'm feeling every line of this chorus in my bones. Best song about delayed adolescence for queer people

Are we making a list of songs that should have been hits? Let me add Metric with What feels like eternity, then

However, American Teenager by Ethel Cain might still have a slight chance of becoming a hit song in the future. I want to believe

Hey do you want some cringe. Cause here's Slaughterhouse by Motionless In White oops

JEZEBEEEEEEEEEEL IF YOU'RE THE HUNTER THEN I'M THE PREYYYYYY

At this point I'm pretty sure I've listened to Precious Hearts by The Birthday Massacre for about six hours over the course of 2022 but since I'm an old idiot who only listens to music through .mp3 files and doesn't use spotify I have no way to check

My very first contact with Bloodywood was Dana Dan, and what a first impression that was. Turn the subtitles on, by the way.

Go_A dropped an absolute banger called Kalyna at the very start of the Ukraine war and it might just be their best track so far.

I am legally obligated to mention The Foundations of Decay by My Chemical Romance. Is it their best song? Hell no. Is it mixed like shit? Yes. Is it way to long? Absolutely. Do I enjoy it? Immensely. Also it had no music video and no promotion. What a power move

Nurture by Porter Robinson, which I mentioned last year as one of my favorite albums in a year full of incredible ones, was still one of my most listened-to albums of 2022, so it feels right to mention a song he released outside of any album this year (Everything Goes On).

Avantasia is back, with a..... an album I didn't like very much, oops, but damn, The Moonflower Society is one of their best songs ever. Long live ridiculous over-the-top power metal with super-serious poetry as lyrics.

Born Yesterday by Quadeca sounds like Sigur Ros trying to make a radio-friendly song, and it sounds absolutely immaculate. Also it's about someone who killed himself just before his birthday and his ghosts deeply regrets that decision

This is not the end by Gareth Emery might be standard EDM, but it's also genuinely comforting to hear these lyrics

I need to put a break here otherwise Tumblr won't let me post this thing. Are you still there? Ok good.

El Alma Que Te Trajo (Safety Trance ft. Arca). Send tweet

It's kind of funny that emo came back a couple of years ago through 8-o-8's and sad rappers with face tattoos. It's even funnier that I genuinely enjoyed some of their stuff. It's even-even funnier that some of them are straight-up doing pop punk stuff now. All of this to say that I love Girl Next Door by Lil Lotus

If you've followed anything in the metal scene this year you already know that Lorna Shore absolutely killed it in 2022. Hell yeah let's put some melodies in deathcore, I'm all for it. Anyway Sun//Eater is great

I should probably recommend some cool music that cool people like before I humiliate myself further by recommending more edgy shit, so this is the perfect time to say that Judgment Bolt, Neon Memories and Messe de E-102 are now permanently etched somewhere in my brain. Seriously please listen to Darklife by Death's Dynamic Shroud if you have the slightest, smallest interest in electronic music I beg you

Ok back to the cringe. Speaking of neons, here's Neon Grave by Dayseeker. I've never liked a song by these guys before so this was a bit of a surprise for me

Also I've listened to it again and again but I still want to cry every time I hear This is what you wanted by Placebo. Not sure why it's my absolute favorite track on an album full of fantastic tracks. Not sure what it says about me. Not sure I want to know

I think I mentioned an Enter Shikari concert. Not sure I can call myself a fan yet, but I spent an ungodly amount of hours listening to their old and new stuff in 2022. Turns out one of my favorite songs they ever made is one of the newest ones, The Void Stares Back. This is exactly the kind of surreal and borderline apocalyptic lyrics I need in my life. I even bought a t-shirt saying "I'm the child with the telescope eyes" at that concert oops

Oh Caroline is one of the best songs The 1975 ever made and, like all my fave songs from that band, it's deeply awkward and embarrassing. It's a guy begging his ex to come back and it gets humiliating. Perfection. Thank you

Just when you thought this list couldn't get worse I'm about to confess I love The Boy in the Black Dress by Yungblud. Can't get the image of a teenager trying to remove his nail polish with his teeth after a teacher told him he looked girly out of my head now. God I love narrative songs so much

We've reached the terminal velocity of musical cringe so here's sTraNgeRs by Bring Me The Horizon because OF FUCKING COURSE I love sTraNgeRs by Bring Me The Horizon. You must be new here. WE'RE DYING TO LIVE AND WE'RE LIVING TO DIIIIIIIIIIE

Also I'm not going to recommend too many the Soft Moon songs but Become the Lies is now a classic for me only six months after it came out, and I've been obsessed with Him (ft Fish Narc, who kills it as the evil twin of the narrator) to the point of making fanart of the mental amv I have for it. Might even upload it after finishing this post, I'm not sure.

Honorable Mentions

Tití me preguntó (Bad Bunny) - I swear I had this song playing in my brain for days and I'm not even sure I like it.

Jour meilleur (Orelsan) - I'm usually not the biggest fan of the guy, but this one is really nice.

As it was (Harry Styles) - Perfectly serviceable little pop tune.

Where are you now (Lost Frequencies) - A great earworm.

Enemy (Imagine Dragons) - Listen. It's bad. But I can't get over the fact that an overly-hated band made a song where the chorus literally screams "EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE MY ENEMYYYY", it's so much fun to sing along with it

Shivers (Ed Sheeran) - Do I really like Ed Sheeran now. Is this my life. Is this what growing old feels like

Belly Dancer (Imanbek & BYOR) - I'm going to the gym now and this is on their playlist. It's completely brainless but it had a serious chance to end on my actual top ten at some point. I physically can't listen to it without at the very least tapping my foot on the floor.

One Right Now (Post Malone & The Weeknd) - This WAS on my list at some point but I ended up cutting it. Nobody seems to like this song, and I love it for all the wrong reasons. Namely, the fact that a duet between two male singers talking about someone cheating on them sounds like they cheated on each other. And I think that's unintentional comedy gold.

Bad habit (Steve Lacy) - The very last cut I had to make. It's a wonderful song, and I simply adore its vibe, but I tend to lose some interest after 2:20 for some reason. No idea why.

Pretty sure there's nobody still reading this post. Which might be good because there's one deeply humiliating pick on this top ten. Let's do this

THE ACTUAL TOP TEN LIST

10 - Santé (Stromae)

US: Not on the list / FR: #90

I still can't believe this idiot climbed his way out of depression and burnout just to tell every emergency worker to join a union. What a king. Legends only

Also I seriously considered putting it at the top of this list in very early 2022 if the year turned out to be mediocre. I never expected it to be placed so low in the end. That's a good thing, by the way

9 - Break my soul (Beyoncé)

US: #38 / FR: Not on the list

So uh. As far as I know there's still no music video for this one, which is kind of a power move in this day and age, not gonna lie. But yeah. You know me. Can't resist a eurodance diva. And Beyoncé as a eurodance diva is all I ever wanted and more. What the hell happened this year, music-wise, seriously

8 - J'la connais, pt. 1 (Emkal)

US: Not on the list / FR: #89

Okay, the autotune is a bit grating. Doesn't matter.

Look, I usually dislike this kind of songs and singers always talking about girls cheating on them and stuff. But no, this dude right there is singing about people telling him his girlfriend is going to cheat on him, and he basically tells them he trusts her more than them ("Cette fille, j'la connais, eh, mais toi, tu es qui ? On se connaît ?" ("I know that girl, eh - but you? who are you again?"). Very refreshing. Well played, sir.

7 - Thunder (Gabry Ponte)

US: Not on the list / FR: #59

BEHOLD. THERE IS NOW A GOOD SONG CALLED "THUNDER" ON THE CHARTS. AND IT'S COMPLETELY BRAINLESS.

So uh, this one also plays at the gym. It's just some very basic and very commercial EDM. For some reason, it kinda sounds like a pirate song to me, the kind of thing you'd drink to on an adventure or something like that. There's not a lot that can be said about it. The colors are especially trippy, though.

Does it look like I'm stalling for time? Uh, maybe I am.

Oh god, here comes the really embarrassing part.

6 - Bad habits (Ed Sheeran ft Bring Me The Horizon)

US: #13 / FR: #53

So uh. This was in my honorable mentions last year:

And it was slowly exiting the charts when this new version dropped all of a sudden in mid-February, with way more guitars and bombast, and of course Oli Sykes screaming his head out at the end. And it climbed up the charts all over again.

And since I'm a major sucker with no taste, of course I loved it.

Doesn't make up for the fact the lyrics are still very vague and Ed Sheeran is still Ed Sheeran, but clearly that wasn't enough to keep this version of the song off my list. It's enough to make me question my choices, though. Steve Lacy should probably be there instead.

Eh. Too late now.

5 - Numb Little Bug (Em Behold)

US: #32 / FR: Not on the list

I initially put this one higher ; I'm not tired of it or anything, it's just that I don't listen to it as often as some things above it. And it got popular through TikTok, too - I'd ask if the kids are okay, but we all know the answer to that question, I think. I can't get over how brutal these lyrics are for what's essentially a cute pop song. And yeah, that's a huge mood. Do you ever get a little bit tired of life? Yes! Quite often actually! Glad we're all on the same page, at least. It's somewhat comforting.

Imagine how bleak and scary that song would be if it was more serious and less upbeat, though.

Oh. Oh shit.

4 - L'Enfer (Stromae)

US: Not on the list / FR: #46

Guess we don't have to imagine. Guess it already exists. Guess it's on the French year-end chart. And it's absolutely terrifying.

Look, I'm glad Stromae is back. I'm glad he feels better. But uh- yeah. This track is genuinely hard to listen to. I'm pretty sure it's objectively better than the three songs I placed above it, but yeah.

J'ai parfois eu des pensées suicidaires, et j'en suis peu fier (I've had suicidal thoughts at times and I'm not proud of it) On croit parfois que c'est la seule manière de les faire taire (Sometimes you think that's the only way to shut them up) Ces pensées qui me font vivre un enfer (These thoughts that make my life hell)

Yeah.

3 - About Damn Time (Lizzo)

US: #12 / FR: Not on the list

I had a hard time deciding where to rank this song between #3 and #2. Maybe I should say it's a tie. It changes day to day with my mood, really.

But yeah, thank you Lizzo for being a combo breaker in this short series of songs about addiction and depression and death! This one is impossible to resist. You hear it and you just have to move or tap your feet and smile. And-

I'm way too fine to be this stressed, yeah Oh, I'm not the girl I was or used to be, uh Bitch, I might be better

Favorite lyrics of the year? I don't know. Maybe. Amazing, in any case. Thank you for this gift, madam.

2 - That's What I Want (Lil Nas X)

US: #14 / FR: Not on the list

Aaaaaaaaand back to the sadness. Well, not really. The song itself is pretty upbeat. In any case, you've probably seen that one coming from a mile away because of my 2021 Unelligible Songs list:

And yeah! It's elligible at last! I'm so, so happy. And I want Lil Nas X to find love and be happy too. Montero was gay as hell, Industry Baby was a victory lap, but this one? This one is the guy bearing his soul and you can feel it even through the impeccable production and pop sensibilities. Cry your heart out to this upbeat tune, my friend, it's gonna be okay. And we love you.

1 - Meet Me At Our Spot (The Anxiety)

US: #74 / FR: Not on the list

I think I've listened to this one more than any other song this year and yet I'm still not entirely sure why I love it so much, especially considering it took literal months to grow on me. I can't even describe its vibe. Is it melancholy? No, it's too happy. Is it happy then? No, it's too tired. But it has energy, too. Is it romantic? Not really. What is it?

One thing's for sure, whichever vibe it is, I got lost in it for hours, to the point of creating entire scenes set to it in my mind. Which led to drawings. Which led to me inventing characters completely disconnected from the song and writing a story where the initial scene I visualised is only a small one in the grand scheme of things.

There's magic in this song's vibe, and I've been on a quest to transcribe it, and I will probably fail. In the meantime, thank you for meeting me at this spot. It's been a wild ride. See you next year!

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #eye contact tw #suicidal ideation tw #that's for some of the songs not for me thankfully #this post is a bit late I'm sorry #I had to make most of the gifs myself this time

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Introduction

Greetings. I hope I find you all well.

I am the representative of the Funeral People, a group of individuals with wide imaginations.

We have created a wonderful land, thriving with life, empires, gods, and lore. After all the effort we put into our empires, we deemed it unfit for it to only stay between ourselves and our close friends, so we have decided to share it with all of you.

Here, I'll be including the character profiles of the main characters of our story: the gods of our individual empires. It will help you follow along with our lore and it may also help you learn to appreciate the unique characteristics — and lore — of our characters.

character and drawing of @tanchyjuj

Alias: Man of the Moonlit Stars

empire: Empire Acardia

age: Centuries upon Centuries years old, older than most planets (But if we’re talking about mortal years, other gods described him as 26)

power: As the last survivor of the designers of the world, Acarden has the ability to terraform the natural ground around him, he is able to summon any plant, anything nature. Though, terraforming bigger things (like let’s say he wanted to make a big mountain right now) he’d have to have a lot of concentration, since his powers now aren’t as strong as before

Physical Appearance

Height: 5’6

unique physical features: The most noticeable thing about Acarden is his hair. The hair that is said to reflect the universe, stars shined, the same shades of color as the sky beyond them. On his face, he has gold cracks that go along through out his chest and his right arm, which are covered by bandages

kind of clothes they wear: Since this was legit for a damn history project, his clothing was based inspired by ancient Rome clothing, the cloak part. I needed some influence of Ancient Rome and Ancient Greece culture for the project LMAO

Personality

personality: A quiet spirited person, very soft spoken. Bro is legit one with nature, literally, he’s always in the damn trees and sleeps on grass. He speaks with wisdom, and sometimes speaks in a very poetic way, but when he’s not in the mood he’s very straight forward. He tends to be very gullible with a lot but small things. Loves his people very much.

fav things: His people <3 he enjoys spicey food, he liked trying spices from around the world. Fruits and vegetables, yet again he likes tasting and exploring fruits and vegetables from around the world, though most was slightly modified, he still knew that a god he knew designed his food he is holding in his hands and made the taste of it. He really loves all forms of art, even when there are some that he doesn’t really understand, he still enjoys them.

least fav things: Astran, Acarden tries his best to avoid him as much as possible. He doesn’t really enjoy sweet food (bro can’t handle chocolate milk). People destroying big chunks of land and not making any good use out of it, like damn what’s the point bro. People who don’t appreciate nature.

pet peeve: Being called short (as if he didn’t know). People who don’t close ink bottles or don’t cover their paint bottles, IT’S GOING TO DRY. Wasting food (like bro, if it’s not dirty or anything or your saliva isn’t everywhere, let someone have it, throwing out perfectly good food is so sad)

habit of theirs (body movement, etc): He’s a heavy sleeper, he can sleep through a concert and not be bothered. He liked to hide in bushes, sit in tree’s branches, lie down under its shade. Whenever he’s at a social event, he’d stay there for exactly 30 minutes, then look for an exit and just walk out quietly

Lore

The stardust form and create another item for the millions of galaxies in their canvas, but, it is rare for the stardust to form and create life, a being that was sentient.

And so, Acarden was formed, born with pure stardust in his blood and skin, eyes made of the remnants of the billions of dead stars before him. Acarden had a duty to complete.

For the first few years of his life, Acarden explored the millions of planets of all types, and observed how life thrived in those planets. Some filled with water, some made out of diamonds and gold, some were on fire, and only a few with a very rare material called wood.

When he was ready, he was called to design a planet, along with other gods, about 20 or so. Some were as old as him, some were far more older. Then, they all started designing.

Acarden had met a god, though this god’s task was to help form civilization on this planet, the two became friends. His name was Jocular. Jocular was a god, a few years younger than him, that was called by the universe to help a handful of living beings to form their own empire. Acarden also had his own people that called him their Lord.

When Jocular asked Acarden if he wanted their empires to join, Acarden asked how, then the other god explained. After rambling and rambling, Acarden realized what the other god wanted.

He wanted his people to be in full control under Jocular, Acarden wouldn’t allow that. So Acarden stormed off, and the two didn’t speak to each other after that.

When the world was finished in design, all of the gods in it started a war for power. Acarden and Jocular fought with each other.

Days turn into months, and into years. Until the battle between Acarden and Jocular was stopped with a blade upon Jocular’s throat. Jocular was saved by grace of the other god, for he let him go with mercy. Then after that, Acarden fought with the other gods for his empire.

But he never spoke to Jocular again, even when the war was finished.

Centuries later, he had learnt that he was the only god that’s alive who had the powers to redesign the earth if he wanted to. All of the other creators were gone, he was the last god standing.

character of @fantom-writer and drawing of @tanchyjuj

empire: Lumen Empire

alias: the god of light, patron god of Lumen Empire

age: three thousand years old (at the least)

power: Astran has the power to emit and manipulate light, along with the power to use light energy to regenerate both himself and others. However, the regenerative ability is only safe to use on other gods, since humans may not be able to handle the true power of Astran.

Physical Appearance

height: 6'10

unique physical features: has two scars on his chin, golden eyes that glow fully white when he's at his full power, a small scar on his abdomen.

kind of clothes they wear: old english style clothing (mostly dark blue and black combinations), but he wears a lot of different styles of clothing depending on the occasion.

Personality

personality: stoic, short attention span, and creative, especially when it comes to clothing. He tends to be blunt accidentally, not meaning to hurt anyone's feelings but just wanting to say what's on his mind.

fav things: fashion, good dreams, dressing people up (especially acarden), flowers, anything that catches his attention

least fav things: nightmares, not being able to help, people taller than him (it hurts his pride), people with bad fashion sense

pet peeve: being interrupted, people taking away his flowers (he likes his flowers, don't blame him - fantom-writer)

habit of theirs (body movement, etc): he tends to get easily distracted, especially when it comes to flowers. He likes picking flowers and making a whole bouquet just for the one he loved.

Lore

The whole planet Terra was at war. All the empires fought against each other, hungry for power. This long period of violence is now known to the present people of Lumen as the Great War.

Although Astran was in charge of the safety of Lumen, being its patron saint and all, he was confident that his empire would last on its own.

He was more busy helping his lover Orion, the god of flowers, and his empire survive, but they were losing.

Even after all they sacrificed, Orion's empire wasn't known to have a strong military. And so, it fell, along with Orion himself, whose body disappeared into golden dust and scattered on the ground, flowers growing where the dust landed.

Astran, heartbroken over the loss of his lover, never forgave himself for losing Orion to the hands of death.

Soon after, the darkness that once loomed over Terra like a terrifying shadow passed, giving the people time to recover and enter the Great Sorrow, a long period where the people of Terra struggled to recover from their losses and buried the millions of lives lost due to the greed of their emperors.

Lumen was in need of their god to guide them out of their suffering, but Astran disappeared off the face of the world. Ever since then, no one has caught sight of the god of light.

However, rumor has it that there is a man who visits a simple bed of flowers in the area where the empire of flowers once resided, laying down bouquets of flowers on the ground and talking merrily to plants about things in a language present people no longer understood.

character of @teyvatussy and drawing of @tanchyjuj

alias: Harbinger of Serenitas, The Blooming Light, Ellie (This is the human name they use when they change their form to their kid body. This was actually the nickname Zephyr gave them)

empire: Elysium Empire

age: Elysia doesn't really like talking their age. However Elysia was born in the earlier stages of the world, when everything was dark and miserable.

power: They can control the earth itself but that takes a lot of energy. So for now, Elysia practices on flowers, vines and plants.

Elysia's main power is changing objects or even their own form. They can do things like camoflauge, make things grow, and change objects and humans forms. Hence how they are able to have a kid form

They also have the power of Bilocation or the power of being in many places at once. I mean how'd you think they attended all their meetings?

Physical Appearance

height: In their adult form, they are about 5'10. In their kid form however, they are around 4'11.

unique Physical Features: Elysia is just cotton candy man. Pink hair and pink skin. Both the bottom part of their hands are covered in tatoos? Or like symbols of vines. The left hand is a bit more green. The right hand is completely black cause Miss gurl tried testinh out Zephyr's dark magic once but it backfired.

kind of clothes they wear: As the Elysium's ruler, Elysia has to wear outfits meant for a monarch. Usually they have to wear items consisting of long dresses, robes, sheer capes and veils. (Think Princess Allura from Voltron like the one with Klance)

For their kid form, this mf is a little crusty German boy JK. But seriously they usually like wearin vests, bowties and baggy pants. (Think Varian from Tangled: the series)

Personality

In Adult Form, Elysia puts on a front of being refined, gentle and sweet. Really calm when handling situations. However a bit slow and gullible due to her being trapped or barricaded in Castle Rieka for years

As Ellie or their kid form, THIS CHEEKY MF. Naturally since they're adjusting to the new world, they're a bit naive but they're getting there. With this newfound freedom, Elysia or Ellie finally gets to let out their emotions

This mf has a newfound sass and tends to be impulsive a lot. Ellie gets frustraded easily, especially when they don't get what they need

Both forms have one thing in common

Trust Issues against anyone who helps them because of Zephyr and his gaslighting

favorite things: alchemy and making shit blow up, d e s s e r t s, reading and listening to stories (by Junjit Ito), braiding flowers they grew themselves into the other gods' hair, playing the xylophone, reminding Raia and Kleio about Fathers Day, being taken care of (but Zephyr kinda fucked that experience up), Astran.

least fav things: being gaslighted, use of black magic, the dark, whistling (Zephyr used to whistle to make them sleep, the thought of whistling makes them think that someone will manipulate them all over again), being forced to go back into their adult form

pet peeves: when no one comes to their tea parties, someone suddenly touching their right hand (the corrupted hand), interrupted nap time, someone trampling on their flowers or desecrating the Royal Gardens

habit of theirs (body movement, etc.): rocking back and fourth when they're nervous, flapping their arms when they're happy, biting their nails when they're in a bad space, stomping their feet when they're frustrated, letting out random noises randomly within a conversation

Lore

To see a world of colors, a kaleidascope of feelings and emotions, that was Elysia's dream.

When one was birthed out of the Eternal Root that now protected their home.

They opened their eyes to a white void of emptiness.

The blank canvas of nothingness must have been terrifying for a newly born god, but Mother Earth was kind and took the poor child in. Ever so curious, the small child observed and followed the example of the one who nurtured them. Slowly learning and surrounding themselves in flowing verdure.

One spent their early years in the evergreen springs of Gaea.

After a couple more years, the young sprout has now grown. The little sapling was now ready to experience the new world. And with a heavy heart , Elysia bid goodbye to the forests and set out for the human world.

For the first time, Elysia fully saw the world in all its glory. Oh how wonderful the world was! Full of vibrant hues of brilliant blues, pinks and yellows. Those were the good old days, when everything was harmonious and peaceful. For once, Elysia truly felt like they belonged.

But one should have known, that there is always a chance that the balance of peace should be disturbed.

The war is someting Elysia doesn't like talking about. It was a horrible period of chaos. Deities and gods that were once good friends now quarelled and waged war against each other. The rifts between humans and the supernatural got worse. Blood was shed on both sides and no one was spared. Thankfully, Elysia had made a friend in a strange man named Zephyr. The two of them worked together to try and subdue the destruction.

However slashes of red and fury had now overtaken the once colorful home that Elysia loved.

With all the responsibilities and duties to fulfill, the young god constantly felt like the world was on their shoulders. Sometimes the little one needed to get away from the big bad world and just be themselves.

So one would take solace in being a child again and having Zephyr take care of them.

And for a moment, Elysia would feel like the colors were coming back again.

Betrayal had never hurt more. When Elysia had learned that Zephyr took advantage of their trust and used it to harm others. To learn that when they were in their most vulnerable, the person they trusted the most had taken advantage of them. Something broke within the young god. Full of rage and sorrow, Elysia had used all their powers to seal Zephyr and save their empire. But as the coronation happened, and Elysia was crowned...

They couldn't help but feel the world's sorrowful strokes of blue.

Decades and centuries had passed and Elysia had just stayed. Stayed in their cold and boring castle while Humanity had evolved. The guard had insisted it was for their safety but Elysia was tired and reckless. Tired of always being used and having their fate decided. So they made a decision, a decision that they knew would surely get them in trouble.

But as they neared the gates and feasted their eyes on new world...

Elysia felt that their kaleidascope dream had finally come true.

character of @zacheristtt and drawing of @tanchyjuj

empire: Hydranovan Empire

alias: Twin of the Seas, Acting King of Hydranova, Capitaine des Hydras

age: 900

power: control the seas, manipulate any type of water form, turn into a hydra

Physical Appearance

Height: 6'3

unique physical features: his arms have translucent scales that are only seen when he enters the water

kind of clothes they wear: to represent the connection between him and water, raia wears a robe that covers half of his upper body, a shell necklace overlapping his chest, knee high boots covered by his chiton-like dress

Personality

personality: cocky, stupid, very loud. He can be a jerk but he knows his values. When it comes to serious situations, he shows another side of him that is the complete opposite of the rowdy him

fav things: the ocean, his trident, pissing off kleio, playing instruments, sleeping under the sea, styling his long ass hair

least fav things: waking up early, having to read thick books about the laws in Hydranova, he's also scared of losing kleio

pet peeve: being interrupted, quiet dinner time, losing to someone obviously weaker than him

habit of theirs (body movement, etc): sleeping under the ocean, collecting pretty seashells

Lore

With Lord Polaris and Lady Astra's love for each other flourishing, their love bore fruit.

The Twins of the Seas and Stars were born.

Raia, the inheritor of the Great Hydras, grew up to learn of the way of the water.

He saw how land meets the sea, the wonders of the underworld. His father had guided him through the depths and taught him that you are the greatest power you can obtain.

By the time King Polaris submitted his humanity to the demonic hydras corrupting his mind, Raia was already qualified to take over.

Soon, Raia became the Acting King.

He did whatever was within his reach to protect this land.

Even if it meant that he'd go against himself.

character of @zacheristtt and drawing of @tanchyjuj

empire: Hydranovan Empire

alias: Twin of the Stars, Commander of the Hydranovan Military Forces

age: 900

power: manipulate the stars, create new constellations, use spells which involve the galaxy

Physical Appearance

height: 6'0

unique physical features: Kleio has a crescent moon tattoo with rays on his chest. This is in born to those who inherit the power of the stars

kind of clothes they wear: just think of kenshin uesugi from ikemen sengoku but the color palette is purple, dark blue and white - zacherist

Personality

personality: smartass, the mature one, pretty quiet. The literal opposite of Raia. He's serious most of the time but he knows how happiness works.

fav things: the dagger Astra gave, stargazing, cooking, witnessing Raia getting an earful

least fav things: raia shouting, raia being a jerk, raia being embarrassing, being reminded of his mom's death

pet peeve: raia

habit of theirs (body movement, etc): he has a diary where he writes about his everyday life

Lore

Just where the horizons meet the stars, a new light has risen.

The chosen one to continue the Scintillan bloodline, arrives.

Kleio, the inheritor of the Cosmic Stars, made his way into life by living the way of the sky.

Everything he knows of came from his mother, who then introduced him to the powers he has yet to discover. How the stars illuminate, the spells to control them...

Astra's explosion then came. The day of his worst nightmares. His mother, his northern star, has vanished.

Kleio takes on the mission to fulfill his mother's dreams, and follow the path she took.

Kleio now became the Commander, specializing in spells and being the head of the whole military.

He wanted to make sure his name will be written down in history.

Not only for his great works..

But also his betrayal.

drawing of @tanchyjuj and character of the Funeral People

empire: none

alias: Shards of Trepidation, The Automaton of God

age: Unknown

power: In a world filled with magic that can be seen by mortals, Tempest is seen using advanced technology using metal scraps from all parts of the world. Robots, bombs, robots with gods magic, all piercing into one’s skin. No wonder they’re called the Automaton of God, the Shards of Trepidation.

Physical Appearance

Height: 5’11, with all of the robotic parts on their legs and hills, 6’1

unique physical features: They have a crows mask, covering the half of their face. Despite all these types of clothing, they still choose to wear a nice, fancy purple hat on their head. A poor quality cape that they willingly wear, a glove that has all these mechanical features on it. No one knows what it does except for them. Under their clothes, metal digs under their skin, wires tend to poke out, a heart that runs on oil, they are hidden under the cape they wear and the corset, perhaps they tell a story.

kind of clothes they wear: As one of the designers, it’s all steampunk LMAO - tanchyjuj

Personality

personality: They have no chill, literally. Born with a made heart, a copy of gods eyes, Tempest was basically coded as a war machine. Destined to destroy, destined to take over the whole world and destroy it. They speak in a very fancy yet terrifying way, they aren’t that straight forward. They speak in riddles and rhymes, just imagine the Joker, Harley Quinn, and Jinx combined. Though they are insane, they are fair, and if you’d make a deal with them (a miracle), they’d genuinely promise and be honest.

fav things: Other than committing every crime in humanity that has arson under its label, Tempest like knitting. They need a break from working with solid and hard things like the metal, they need to touch something soft from time to time.

least fav things: People breaking off deals and they’re already in the middle of doing it, or just not promising and being honest in a deal.

pet peeve: Boring people, like, BRING in a fight, give them a challenge like damn.

“Oh, now you’re just going to run off with your little legs and hide behind the tree? There is a building right there with weapons to fight me, how boring of you! I expect more from you, you know?”

habit of theirs (body movement, etc): Adjusting their glove after every little thing they do. Sneaking up on people (They somehow walk very quietly, even with their heels).

Lore

Born with the unkind hands of man, a robotic man that is yet filled with the human blood of mankind awoke, with the help of man and the power of the gods.

A half robot, half man, yet a god, their existence of the world was seen as inconceivable, yet they had a purpose. To destroy, to test the world and its gods if they are capable of war. It was time to put them all to a test.

It was unfortunate for the creators themselves to die by their very own creation.

The Shards of Trepidation, the Automaton of God, a design of the end to the world of creators.

Because why not?

Other Things

Most robotic scraps and the magic behind them come from other gods Tempest has defeated. In the upcoming lore, they capture these gods and place their magic in these gems that symbolizes them, upon activating their magic, they release some sort of version where their minds are stuck and are under the command of Tempest.

#funeralgods #acarden #astran #elysia #raia #kleio #tempest #original character #oc #lore #fantasy #action #angst?

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