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Order wristbands for Abrodfest 2023 music festival

As the world continues to recover from the COVID-19 pandemic, the return of live music festivals is eagerly anticipated by music fans worldwide. Among the many exciting events set to take place in the coming months is Abrodfest 2023, a popular music festival that is known for its energetic performances and lively atmosphere. To make the festival safe, secure, and easy to navigate, wristbands will be used to identify attendees and manage access to different areas of the festival.

Abrodfest 2023 in short

This festival was developed to bring together all college students and guests from around the world. Abroadfest promises a weekend packed with some of the best electronic music, as well as breathtaking visual and cultural events. This music festival will be organized in Barcelona, Spain from March 02 – 04, 2023.

If you're planning to attend Abrodfest 2023, it's important to order your festival wristbands well in advance to ensure that you have everything you need to enjoy the festival to the fullest. One of the best places to order your wristbands is Wristbands Europe, a leading supplier of custom wristbands for events of all sizes. In this article, we'll take a closer look at why ordering from Wristbands Europe is a great choice for anyone planning to attend Abrodfest 2023.

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[maltawristbands]

Fabric Wristbands are Lifesavers at Events

Over the years, wristbands have gained much popularity. They are no longer a simple fashion accessory but are a means to create awareness about some of the issues we face. Wristbands are a gainful marketing tool and charities make the best use of them for generating awareness of their social cause.

Organizations use wristbands because it is easy to print details on the wristband to promote the business. Other uses include entry tags at events, security tags, identification tags, and much more. Wristbands come in a variety of materials like fabric, Tyvek, silicone, and many more. They are customizable and best of all, they are easy to create.

Working for an event management company, I was entrusted with the job of procuring wristbands. Preparations were ongoing for an upcoming concert and we were looking to buy fabric wristbands this time round.

It was a two-day music concert. For the two days of the festival, printing tickets would be a costly and time-consuming affair. Besides paper tickets tend to get lost or damaged causing undue complications at the time of entry. Our management had therefore decided to use fabric wristbands as a means of admission to the venue. The attendees could wear the fabric wristband the next day too. It was the ideal solution to the challenge of managing crowds. Besides, we would be contributing to the eco-friendly concept by not utilizing paper at all. We would be saving a lot of money as well.

So, the decision was made. Now, I had to do some research to find the best supplier of fabric concert wristbands and check out the type of fabric wristbands we were going to procure as well as the design we were going to use.

Wristbandseurope.com is an online store dealing in all types of wristbands including fabric wristbands. I found their pricing to be quite competitive with short production turnaround times. Wristbandseurope.com offers a wide variety of fabric wristbands. The woven fabric wristbands are made by weaving together eight different threads. There is also the satin printed wristband which is a big hit with customers.

For our musical event, I picked out woven fabric wristbands in different colors with a locking mechanism so that we could assign them to different categories of guests. The website’s design team helped me with the design of the fabric concert wristbands. The minimum order was a hundred pieces, but we would require at least 500.

After verifying that everything was okay, I placed an order for the fabric wristbands. Wristbandseurope.com has assured us we to deliver the ready product within 10 days, way ahead of the event date.

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[arcticpuppeteer]

Quite a busy month.

I can't pick the best gig but for sure I'm really grateful that I was able to see Arctic Monkeys three times! *putting here an imagined mirrorball since my old phone doesn't have this emoji*

#so happy! #thanks to The Monkeys I overcame my fear of travelling abroad solo #something that I wanted to achieve 4 years ago #festival wristbands

[geraskier]

MY BOYPUSSY SHIRT CAME!!!!!

@grlofswords

#grlofswords #im gonna wear it to the jack harlow music festival next week. also i forgot i ordered a festival tshirt and that came today too!! #edit: aw man i opened the envelope its just the wristband. nvm #newt needs a text post tag

[mybrotherstolemyquesadilla]

todays look 🖤

#finally wore my louder than life merch out!! :3 #today was rlly nice!! met super sweet ppl in the craft store line and we talked abt the music festival #one of the dudes in line even gave the cashier media wristbands so she could go to the festival!!! god i love humanity #me #my face #selfie #michaela rambles

[kuningatar]

sometimes life is good 🥰

#seriously i’ve been sad for most of the week!!!!!!! #because it’s the last week of my summer vacation AND one of my favourite bands is playing in my hometown and i’m not seeing them #because paying 80€+ for one band in a mediocre festival would be irresponsible use of money!!!!!!! #i had accepted that and decided to hang out with my sister instead #and then these total strangers asks if we want their tickets 🥺🥺🥺 #that they are too old and they’ve seen rest of the performers enough times so they are just gonna go home instead #but we can have their wristbands if we want them 😭😭😭 #seriously i still have hard time believing it really happened #also i know people like to complain about popular bands #and sometimes i do it too #but there’s upsides to it too #like having the whole festival audience knowing the lyrics and singing along to every single song #i just want to live in that moment

[irisintheafterglow]

hii iris!! being one of my fav writers, i was wondering if it would be okay to please request you write something halloween related between Satoru and reader while they're in a lowkey relationship and instructors at jujutsu tech? maybe he drags reader and the students on some night of shenanigans? up to u, i just love how u write and i feel you'd kill this hehe

thank u so much! have an awesome day!

life's no fun without a good scare

summary: you have the brilliant idea of playing hide and seek in a corn maze against the most powerful sorcerer in the world. should be fun, right?

wc: 2.6k

cw/tags: fluff and crack and crack and fluff, established relationship, swearing (a lot of it, you'll see why lol), mentions of eating, angst if you squint, co-parenting megumi AND his friends!!

note: AAAA hi!! thank you so much for the love omg :')) i hope you like this, i definitely enjoyed writing it even though i did get a tad carried away lol. GOD this was so fun to write, thank you for suggesting it

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated <3 thank you for your support!!

“I’m going to eat so much candy, I’ll throw up.”

“What’re those tubs over there?”

“They’re for waterboarding Itadori,” Megumi deadpans without hesitation, clearly misrepresenting the apple bobbing game just ahead. You state his name warningly, like he was six years old again, and he mutters a half-hearted apology under his breath. “Maybe we switch out the victim for our esteemed teacher, instead.” You cover a snort with an unsuccessful cough. Even though you’d practically raised him, his jabs at Satoru never lost their humor. 

“Your suggestion will be taken into careful consideration,” you say, “though it will become more of a possibility if he continues to run on Satoru-time.” Nobara hums in agreement, kicking a stray piece of hay with her toe while you continue to progress through the general admission line to the pumpkin patch. Your fashionably-late boyfriend had sent you a very cryptic text at noon, instructing you to “pack up the kids and take them to the following address.” When you replied with a chain of question marks, he sent an infuriatingly unserious GIF that had you pinching the bridge of your nose.

“What time did he tell you?”

“5:00.” You check your phone preemptively, already anticipating the followup question. 

“And what time is it now?”

“5:20,” you sigh, sliding your card across the shelf of the ticket booth and receiving four orange wristbands in return. After slipping them onto the wrists of your three unofficial children, Itadori and Nobara immediately disappear into the crowd; Megumi, however, stays plastered to your shoulder and makes his distaste for the bustling festival known. You scan nearby groups of people for a tall idiot with white hair with no luck. If Satoru still showed up, he would have to pay for admission himself. “Let’s grab a table and find me a bottle of soju–”

“Barely twenty minutes and you’re already drinking? Since when did Shoko replace my lovely partner?” Satoru’s sing-song voice calls out from behind you, like he’d been standing with you the entire time. Despite your attempts to remain irritated at him, you can’t resist when he turns you around, lacing his fingers with yours and pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek. “Hi, gorgeous. What took you so long?”

“I assumed you were running late, like you always do,” you argue futilely, the world melting away when you catch his eyes over the rims of his sunglasses. “Is this not too overwhelming for you? Having so many energy signatures in one place?”

“I’ll be fine,” he assures you with a confident wave of his hand. “After all, I have your energy to ground me.” Your legs start to feel a bit gelatinous when you hear a very obvious throat clearing itself and suddenly remember that Megumi is still standing there. “Shouldn’t you be on the playground or something, my dear student?”

“Shouldn’t you be on the playground or something, my questionable teacher?” You burst out laughing and your boyfriend’s jaw drops in indignance, gearing up to say something just as childish. On instinct, you cover his mouth with your hand, recoiling in disgust when his tongue darts out to lick your palm. “Gross. I’m gonna find my friends.” 

“Don’t do anything dumb!” The boy waves his hand dismissively and you roll your eyes. In a different universe where he actually was the child of you and Satoru, he had his father’s sass gene. 

“He’s used to this by now, isn’t he?” Satoru chuckles and it reverberates against your body, making your head spin in lovesick circles.

“I’d imagine so, seeing as we did raise him like this,” you answer, letting him start to guide you toward whatever stand interests him first, his arm draped over your shoulders. “Do you think Yuuji and Nobara have figured it out?”

“If Megs hasn’t told them, then definitely not,” he states with utmost certainty, looking over one of the games with all the concentration of a hunting tiger. In the middle of the stall was a large pool of water, and swirling around in it were small, colorful bowls in the shape of blooming flowers. The goal, you guessed, was to land a small ball in a certain color and get a corresponding prize from the lineup hanging overhead. It was truly an enticing array of stuffed animals, too, from wolves and monkeys to dinosaurs and little princess dolls. “Which one do you want?”

“Hmm? What do you mean?” 

“Choose a prize and I’ll get it for you, guaranteed.” 

“Guaranteed? You do know these are designed to scam you, right?”

“And I am designed to do whatever you want, so take your pick.” After a moment of consideration, you point to a stuffie of a black cat wearing a pumpkin costume. “Cute choice.”

“It reminds me of Megs.” He laughs and pulls his arm back, stretching his neck from side to side and handing a few dollars to the game attendant. It was all for show and completely unnecessary, and he knew that; he also knew that his over-the-top shenanigans always made you laugh after a stressful week. Whether you knew it or not, he’d noticed you were increasingly overwhelmed by all the work from the previous days, specifically regarding training his students while he was off on an assignment. Along with completing your own missions, you were supervising the three first years and guiding them through boring paperwork, which he knew made you feel like shit. It’s why he suggested you go to the festival in the first place, to get your mind off of work and spend time with you. And, he’d be damned if he didn’t get you that fuzzy little cat on his first try. 

“Watch the master at work, sweetheart,” is the last thing he says before carefully tossing the first of three balls toward the only purple bowl in the pool. He’s the tiniest bit off, though, and he curses under his breath as it ricochets against the edge and into the water. “That was a practice shot.”

“Sure, baby, sure,” you giggle, stifling your amusement into a fist. His tongue peeks out the side of his mouth in absentminded focus and you’re sure he’s found the perfect arc when the voice of one of his students cheers from behind you. 

“You’ve got this!” Despite their well wishes, Yuuji and Nobara accidentally timed their cheers at the precise moment his fingers let go of the ball, messing up his aim even worse than the first time. They deflate in embarrassment and Megumi’s face turns red from trying not to laugh. The usual deadly aura radiating off of him increases tenfold and it makes you shiver despite the warm autumn air. “T-Third time’s the charm, sir!”

“Fucking hell, why do I even bother–”

“Satoru, that’s cheating,” you whisper, sensing him imbuing the tiniest amount of Cursed Energy into the last ball to easily manipulate its trajectory. “I can just buy the thing online; you don’t need to be doing all of this.”

“I can buy you anything online, but I also want to prove that I’m better than everyone else,” he mutters much too seriously than the situation required. “Plus, once I win that damn cat, it’ll have a nice story to go behind it.” 

“Your ego truly knows no bounds.”

“You know you love it.”

A minute later, you’re walking away from the game with the fuzzy cat in your arms and Satoru’s arrogant smirk by your side. The rest of the night is spent watching him drag his students into various inflatable obstacle courses and tumbling down the slide after they push him over the edge. In spite of all the excitement, you have to drag them to a picnic table to sit and eat; even then, the three students challenge their teacher to a funnel cake eating contest. To no one’s surprise, Yuuji wins by a landslide. 

Satoru pays for everything, of course. When someone wanders over to a game booth, he pays for their game every single time and continues to pay until they win a prize. By the end of the night, all five of you have at least one prize in your possession and Satoru’s bank account is barely affected. 

Before the fair closes, you propose a game of hide and seek in the gigantic corn maze. You and the three students would get a five minute head start, and then Satoru would enter and race to find you before you reached the other side. The first years’ eyes shine with excitement when you tell them they can use techniques as long as they don’t make a mess. You consider throwing a veil over the entire thing, just to make sure Megumi’s dogs don’t start any rumors of hellhounds in the area. 

“If the kids can use theirs, then you’re not allowed to use your technique,” Satoru concludes and you make a noise of indignation while you gameplan by the entrance of the maze. “Don’t start with me; that’s totally fair!”

“I don’t understand how that’s fair in any way,” you argue up at his ridiculously confident smirk. You wanted to slap him and make out with him at the same time, none of which would have been appropriate in present company. 

“You make portals, sweetheart. If we’re making the maze a no-fly zone and I run into one of your doorways, I’m gonna be in there for the rest of time.”

“I’ll just make simple doors!” 

“The last time you said that, I was stuck on a mountain for three hours,” he reminds you and you huff in defeat, completely forgetting the three pairs of eyes watching this entire conversation. Sweetheart? Since when did he call anyone sweetheart? Nobara and Yuuji knew that you both were friends from high school, but the bickering seemed suspiciously akin to that of an old married couple. They glance at their spiky haired friend for confirmation of their theories, but he avoids their gaze and continues munching on pumpkin spice popcorn. “Alright, five minutes on the clock. Don’t let me catch you,” he smiles wickedly and you all but shove the three students into the maze. 

In a blink, Megumi summons his dogs and sends them to look for the exit. As you sprint down straightaways, Nobara intermittently sticks a few nails into the walls, essentially creating security sensors that will trigger if Satoru passes by it. It also helps establish what paths you’ve already explored and where you need to go next. In what feels like seconds, five minutes is gone and your heart drops as you see a black veil descend over the maze. The atmosphere of the maze feels electric, like wind before a storm, and you nervously laugh and urge the students to move faster. 

“So, are we ever going to talk about you and Gojo?” 

“That’s what you’re focused on right now?” You shoot back in amusement and Nobara shrugs, sending another nail into the corn with a strike of her hammer. “I don’t think this is the proper place to have this conversation!”

“So, are you two actually dating? Megumi won’t say anything, but he’s a terrible liar when we ask if he knows something!”

“I think the latter shooting ominous strikes of lightning into the air is a more pressing issue!”

“Lightning strikes which, I’ll add, are increasingly getting closer!” Yuuji’s voice rises to a panicked yelp and you curse in disbelief as your group slams into another dead end, giggling from sheer fear and swatting the students to find another way. All the while, blasts of pure Cursed Energy fly upward like fireworks, illuminating the field in terrifying shades of blue and red. “Any status on the nails?”

“He just passed the third one closest to us,” Nobara reports, face slowly losing color as the most powerful sorcerer in the world hunts you down. “You can’t send Nue to stall him?”

“You think a bird is going to stop Gojo Satoru?” 

“Well, your damn dogs haven’t come back yet and we’re running out of options–” The back-and-forth is cut short by a faint howl coming from the back right corner of the maze, just a few hundred yards away. One of the dogs appears from the floor, hooking a sharp right turn that has you four stumbling to catch up to it. The howls continue, as do the strikes of lightning, while you follow the dog to what you assume is the exit. “The nails haven’t picked up his energy signature in a while,” Nobara informs you in slight relief while the howling grows closer with every step. Yuuji’s mouth breaks into a victorious grin, but you and Megumi aren’t convinced. 

“Does that mean we lost him? Or did he get lost?” 

“Something doesn’t feel right,” you mutter low enough for only Megumi to hear and he nods in agreement. “I don’t feel him anywhere.” 

“That cracking behind us is just the corn, right?” Yuuji’s voice becomes uncertain and the static in the air only becomes more palpable. You’re so close to the exit and you can tell he’s getting nearer, but something in your gut tells you that you can beat him. But, Nobara’s realization makes your blood run cold. 

“Wait, I don’t sense any of my nails anymore–” 

“Found you.”

Your throats rip a collectively brutal screech as Satoru’s voice seems to come from directly behind you, and you glance backward to only see a pair of knife-sharp blue eyes staring through the black corridor of the maze. Colorful curses of fear babble from the mouths of the students and you slam your feet even harder into the ground as you sprint for the exit. The bright lights of the pumpkin sign were in sight; you just had to make it a little farther. 

“Elephant, elephant, elephant!” Yuuji’s suggestion comes out as incoherent yelps and he tries to fire off black flashes to no avail. Megumi looks at him like he’d grown four new limbs. 

“What?!”

“Summon the fucking elephant, Fushiguro!” A nail rockets away behind you only to be immediately sent back, embedding itself in the husk by your feet. 

“I hate to break it to you, but the elephant isn’t going to do anything when–”

“When I’m already right behind you,” he whispers directly into your ear and you scream as his footsteps line up with yours and his arms snake under your legs, lifting you off the ground like you weighed no more than a cotton ball. He disappears with you into darkness, firing off a single precise attack that cuts the lights of the entire exit so that the path is pitch black. Somehow, you end up outside of the maze while the three students continue to panic inside and he gently sets you on your feet. His menacing aura disappears in a blink and he nuzzles his nose into your neck, his arms holding you close by your waist. “I found you,” he says with a smile. 

“You did. I know you always do, eventually.”

“Mhmm. Did you have fun?”

“Honestly, that was the most terrifying experience of my entire existence,” you laugh, threading your fingers into his hair and tugging him even closer. He chuckles warmly, ironically just as quiet as the fearful bickering of your students in the maze. You barely feel any sweat on his forehead against your shoulder and you can’t even imagine how messy you looked after running for your life. “I look like shit, don’t I?”

“You’ve never looked prettier,” he murmurs, pulling away briefly to press a kiss to your cheek. “We should probably go grab the kids.” You hum absentmindedly, vaguely making out the voices of Megumi and Yuuji trying to figure out which way to go. 

“Stay here a little longer. Let them think you’ve taken me away to your scary vampire lair, or something.”

“As you wish, sweetheart. I'll be your scary vampire anytime.”

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[shojizbae]

My Rave Babies

Spencer Reid x Reader

rave baby part two

For three weeks, your coworkers had been barraged nonstop about your scandalous habits. "So, listen to any good EDM?" or " Going to any parties?" had been ringing in my ears all week. The team had managed to sneak in puns during a case.

"Well, that sheriff was just raving, man." Derek leaned against the counter and brought a paper cup to his mouth

"Enough," I groan and toss my head back

"C'mon, you can't just tell us you used to go to raves and then not take us," Emily explains

"We are in the dead of the midwest. Will a serial rapist be on the loose, and you're thinking about going to a rave?" I fill up a paper cup with coffee

"Well, do you know of any back home?" JJ offers, sliding effortlessly into the conversation.

"JJ, you have kids," I whine

"Will can watch them for the night." She refutes

"I can't. I'm going back to the murder case before this town is traumatized further." It's a less effective duck-out, but it draws attention away. Hotch gives me a bit of a look as I rejoin a discussion with an exhausted look.

"I hope you didn't stay up all night partying." He teases

"No, I got a full night's rest. I'm ready to take this guy in." Deny. Deny. Deny.

The case came to a close two days later, with the man castrating himself and then slitting his throat. Unfortunately, the connection that all of the victims had was that they frequented the same club. An EDM / Rocker club with very Rave-like vibes. The jokes flew on the plane ride home.

"Alright, alright, fine. I'm going to call my old friend. She'll let me know what's going on in town."

"Really?" Morgan jumps at the statement

"Yeah, don't make me regret this."

~

It was four days later that a festival would be in town for the weekend. I informed the team that tickets needed to be bought. I also let them know they should be on high alert for roofies and perverts. Skimpy clothes and loud music were catalysts for freaks.

"So you're really knocking the dust off?" Morgan holds an FBI mug up to his lips. He's got an all too-full-of-himself grin on his smug little face.

"Yeah, you're coming too?"

"Yeah, so is Emily."

"And me!" JJ holds each of my shoulders, "I'm so excited, Will hasn't stopped ogling the outfit in my closet. He said he needed to borrow some floss and held it up on the hanger."

"Is anyone else coming?"

"Yeah, Penelope and Spencer," Emily says

"Reid?" I nearly snort my coffee out

"That's my name." He traipses into the kitchen and dumps half the can of sugar into his mug.

"I figured a rave would be a little out of your comfort zone. You're really coming?"

"I-i-It is. But I'm trying some exposure therapy."

"I thought that has been disproven." Emily counters

"Clinically, yes. But some of the results of those who have conquered fear through exposure therapy are too nice to pass up. You know, in recent studies-"

"Yeah, we get it you're going." Derek cuts him off

"So, have you picked out an outfit?"

"It's no Halloween, but I figured I should just wear what I always do."

"What?"

~

The night came faster than I had expected. One night, I was filling out a report on a serial arsonist; the next, I was tying myself into a bikini and zipping up giant platform boots. I put on a silky kimono to disguise the scandalous outfit. We all taxied to the nearby party meeting to get our tickets and a wristband checked. Emily and JJ looked phenomenal. Penelope was show-stopping, though. A galaxy-printed dress, giant boots, and fishnets, bejeweled with bracelets and a bucket hat.

Derek was primarily shirtless, though he found a neon fishnet shirt and tactical boots over some burning man cargo shorts. Finally, Reid was the last of the group. Surrounded by a thousand people in their skivvies, he stuck out like a sore thumb in gray slacks, a purple pinstripe button-down, and a sweater vest. The most crazy part of his outfit was his mismatched DC and Marvel socks.

"Wow, you look-"

"You look," I motion up and down at him. "You know, for the youngest on the team, you look like you're babysitting." He laughs, but it seems like he's shriveling on himself.

"Don't worry, you look great," I reassure and slide my hand up and down his bicep reassuringly. Even if I'm typically a touchy person that gesture might seem too forward for coworkers so I retract my arm awkwardly.

"Dang, (Y/n), where were you hiding that body?" Emily came and patted me on the ass and then slung her arm over my shoulder.

"Ok, tipsy, why don't we get you some water?" I unfurl her from me

"That sounds great," Reid clears his throat. "My throat is feeling a little dry." Emily wraps herself around me, and JJ slings an arm over Reid's shoulder. Morgan follows behind us, and we find some bottles of water that are way overpriced. Music begins to bump behind us, and I drag the group into the heart of the crowd. Morgan rears off when he finds some girls eyeballing him. Penelope follows Derek to a group of fun.

JJ and Emily stay close by but jump and sway with the thrumming music. Reid looks out of place like a black sheep.

"DOC!" I shout over the loud music

"Yeah!"

"You look stiff!" I jump around and scream at him.

"I'm not much of a dancer. Maybe I should just go home."

"What?" I stop jumping. C'mon, you've just got to feel the music." I take a step closer. Thanks to the giant shoes I wear, I'm much closer to his face than I usually am. I loop my fingers into the belt loops on his hips and take another step closer. "C'mon, man, you've just got to feel the rhythm." with my hands, I make him sway his hips to the beat. With a bit of encouragement, he starts to do so by himself.

"Ok, just jump around. Let yourself feel free." I twist and jump to the ear-splitting music. He raises his arms apprehensively, and I fling mine on top of him to show him it's fine. With my permission, he raises them and starts to flail freely.

"Alright, pretty boy, get into it." Derek teases

"Don't listen to him. You look great." I jump and swing my arms like a toddler. Lost in the moment, I spin around to show off my back and shake my hips. I lose my control and dance like a maniac. I back up onto Reid and sway with him. As I feel eyes on us, Reid jumps away from me.

"Are you two having fun?" JJ drawls

"Have you been drinking?" I shout

"A lot!" She responds

"I'm having so much fun. Why did you stop this?" Emily screams

"The hangover you'll have tomorrow? Yeah, have fun taking a jet ride with your ears trying to compress into your skull. And one time I caught a nasty STI from hooking up with someone in a port-a-potty."

"What ew," Emily fake retches.

"Don't worry, I took antibiotics." The music came thrumming through the speakers as a new DJ started their set. Immediately, I recognized her and started leaping like a manic shrimp. "Oh my god, I love this song!" I twisted around and grabbed each of Reid's wrists.

"C'mon, dance with me!" my mind disappeared in the bass. Nothing else mattered but the feeling of my feet pounding into the dirt and the occasional collision of Spencer's limbs. Slowly, the thrumming of the tempo migrated to my ankles.

"Alright, it has been a long time since I've danced like this. I need a break."

"Yeah, I don't think these are the best dance shoes either." there's sweat on his brow, but he holds up one of his feet to show off the brown loafers.

"Let's find the rest of the group," I whisper scream in his ear. In the proximity, I feel my torso press to his. I nearly roll my ankle and he catches me by my hip. He stands me back up and steadies my hips.

"Ok, let's get you to a cab," We find Derek quickly. He only has one girl who won't let go of his bicep tonight. Emily, JJ, and Penelope cling back to us, and we leave the grounds all slightly limping. We all file into a taxi and people filter out of the car slowly.

"I think I'm going to get out here and just take the metro home." JJ and I are the only two left in the vehicle as Penelope gets out of the car.

"What no, just stay in the car. I'll drive you home."

"No, that's far too much."

"I could drive you home." JJ offers as we turn down the corner of her street."

"No, you live further than her."

"Reid, I'll drive you home," I demand.

"Alright, you two have a good night." JJ slinks out of the cab, and we watch Will open the door, and she leaps into his arms.

'the kids are sleeping.' I read from his lips

"They're going to have a fun night." I snort. Reid shrinks on himself again. "C'mon, you've had to have some sort of fun like this."

"No,"

"No?" The cab takes us to my neighborhood, and we get out. Reid insists on paying the driver. I let him in and opened the front door. He takes the same space on my couch and groans from the pain. I bring two cans of lemon seltzer water and slump down with my legs across his lap on the couch. I crack the cans and hand one to him.

"Oh, thank you," he takes it, and I take a big slurp of mine. I extend a foot up and put my ankle near his face

"Could you unzip me?"

Uh, uh, sure." He holds my ankle and tugs the zipper down the inside of my calf. Once it's down, I use my other foot to push it off with my other foot. I hold up the second foot and he obeys, tugging off himself.

"Thank you, I roll, crack my ankles, and sigh in relief. "Whew, those were killing me." I start to roll down my thigh-high fishnets.

"Uh, would you like to go to the bedroom to get changed?"

"No, I'm fine like this." I pull the second sock off. I readjust the slipper kimono and tug one of my blankets up my shoulders. I twist around to lie on Reid's chest, straddling his leg.

"Uh, what are you,"

"I'm tired, Spencer." I dig into his chest with my own and loop my arms around his neck. I readjust myself even more around him. His tie stabbed me in my temple, and I tugged it off his chest.

"Uh (Y/n), what are you-"

"Calm down," I say, undoing his top buttons for the skin-to-skin contact my body craves. Your chest is warm." I cuddle into it and kiss his collar.

"I had a good night, Spencer," I sink further into his frame and pull the blanket on harder. I feel a hand thread its way into my hair but dreamland takes me away.

"I had a good night too."

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #raver girl

[project-sekai-facts]

At the Project SEKAI 3rd Anniversary Thanksgiving Festival, some of the seiyuu wore wristbands representing their characters. Since Ito Kent wasn't able to be there, Fumiya Imai wore both the Akito and Toya wristbands.

There were multiple other seiyuu who wore merch for other characters in their units. Tomomi Jiena Sumi and Akina also wore Toya merch (pin badges) in Itoken's absence. On day 1 of the event, Daisuke Hirose wore pin badges for the other members of WonderlandsxShowtime, and on day 2, Shun'ichi Toki wore a Nene wristband because Machico wasn't at the event. A similar instance happened for MORE MORE JUMP! where Yui Ogura, Ai Furihata, and Rina Honnizumi wore Haruka badges because Mayu Yoshioka couldn't be there on day 1, and Honchan wore badges for Minori, Haruka, and Airi on day 2 because she was the only MMJ member participating. Lastly, Hinata Sato wore a Kanade badge because Tomori Kusunoki was unable to attend the event.

#submission #project sekai #i hope you don't mind submitter that i added some extra ones onto this

[slushiepizza]

what's in guy's workbag that he asked honey to get for him in the very first audio. I included various hcs and references in it!

explanations and closeups below:

Bag

Monster energy : he has to get all that energy from Somewhere. I see him as the type to not enjoy drinking water either.

HBS wristband : it's the wristband from the concert he and Honey attended during HBS '23.

Live, Laugh, Lactate : obscene patch that he puts there solely because Honey hates it

Musical pins : pins of Hamilton and Rent, two musicals that I think Guy would enjoy.

Embroidered logo : I like to think that honey did that for fun.

Yosemite National Park pin : reference to the fact that Dahlia's in California

Misc. Pop Culture Pins : Carmen sandiego (" Are you a titular character from the game Where in Time is Carmen Sandiego because Ivan Idea."), Junji Ito + Cardcaptor Sakura + Percy Jackson (I brainstormed with @joshusten on what media Guy would enjoy and I wholeheartedly agree with their suggestions <3 love u sten) , D-20 dungeon master pin (Guy definitely is one)

Items

Keys + carabiner : keys to his and Honey's apartment

Chocolate : Reference to his first audio where he took chocolate home from work because apparently Honey is a chocolate fiend.

Phone : the bee charm is a gift from Honey, they have a matching pizza one. He drops his phone a lot hence the screen smashed to smithereens.

Draft Book : As a writer he needs to jot down ideas quickly so he needs a notebook at hand. Stickers are from DFF, Dahlia Film Festival, that he attended as a scriptwriter of a short film, and University of Dahlia's Creative Writing and Literature Society, that he was a part of back in college.

#redacted audio #redacted guy #redacted fanart #redacted asmr #redactedverse #slushiearts #redacted honey

[safety-pin-punk]

hey im a baby punk, and i just started making a patch jacket (is that what its called?), its only a couple roller derby patches and a book quote beaded on right now, but what would be some good (preferably subtle, cos parents :\ ) things to add?

-ghostflower

0) HI THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS AND I DONT KNOW WHY IM SO SORRY

1) I absolutely love the name ghostflower

2) patch jacket and battle jacket are interchangeable for the most part. Battle jackets have a bit of history behind them stemming from WW2 (I have a Punk 101 post saved in my drafts about this actually), but in 95% of cases I’d argue patch jacket and battle jacket is interchangeable

3) THINGS TO ADD!!!

I’ve made a post about this before too but hey everyones always looking for more ideas, right?

Sew on random but meaningful/useful objects (bottle opener, festival wristbands, guitar pick, etc)

Sew a pocket for something (like a lighter or tickets you collect)

Its common to see patches that are just a cool pattern of fabric (leopard, zebra, funky 70s looking things)

I’ve seen people wire speakers into their jackets to connect to their phones when they walk around (far beyond my skills but cool nonetheless)

Paint pins out of bottle caps (they can be anything! Maybe even something roller derby related!)

The Union Jack (also known as the British flag) has had a prominent place in punk culture/aesthetic

Black cats are a symbol associated with anarchy movements

The 4 symbols of Led Zeppelin

161 is a code for Anti Fascist Action

Put non-subtle things in ‘secret spots’ on your jacket, such as the interior or under the collar (assuming you know people wont be able to check it out if you dont want them to)

As always, add more in the notes if you have ideas!!!

#mail tag #ghostflower #battle jacket

[fatguarddog]

So @softer-fatter-happier and I were talking about the fantasy of a whole feedist festival, out somewhere nice with everything you could desire

Food stands all over the place, anything you could imagine readily available in big quantities from snacks to full meals and plenty of edibles for stoner feedees

Nice outdoor communal areas for casual chatting, hanging out, etc, big tents for activities and cosier tents for more private feeding sessions if you come with or find someone you really wanna treat well that day, even some deluxe tents where you can have food delivered so your feedee always has a constant supply to keep them full

Color coded wristbands to help people quickly identify what you're into, obviously ones for feedee and feeder, but sub/dom, 'ask me about my allergies,' 'please touch/don't touch' etc. just a few before things start getting too complex

There'd have to be some kind of entertainment be it live music or movies on a big projector, but what a weekend it'd be, huh? A fun, fattening feedist getaway to relax, socialise and put some pounds on in good company

#hutch posts #weight gain #getting fat on purpose #soft feedism #get me fatter #need to be fatter #weight gain writing

[zadig-fate]

There was a lot of stress and emotion in the Prague queue this morning, but the important thing, which I think needs to be emphasized, is that EVERYONE, EVERY SINGLE PERSON who queued at the venue before 9am (the venue's pre-announced distribution time) received a wristband today.

People who queued the night before got a wristband. People who queued at 8:59am also got a wristband. Literally, I did not give out the number 150 until about 8:55am, and the venue even gave out extra wristbands to the remaining people in line (about 8 extra people).

We don't know how many tickets were actually issued since the show was not sold out, but this is a 2000+ capacity venue, and everyone who queued by 9 has a guaranteed spot among the first 150 with early entrance privileges.

Please use this information to put the queue panic on social media into perspective. There is no need to keep pushing arrival times further and further back to get a "good spot". In a 2000+ capacity venue, the number 150 is a very good spot.

I know a lot of people are obsessed with getting the barricade, but your gig is not "ruined" if you get the second (or god forbid third) row instead. It's not "ruined" if you end up halfway or even all the way at the back. I've been at the barricade and I've also been in the second row, third row, seventh row, 15th+ row, and near the back. Is it nice to be at the barricade? Of course. Have I ever left a show feeling like it was "ruined" because I was further back? No.

I dealt with multiple grown adults today literally screaming and/or crying because the queue numbers were messed up (due to one group arriving before midnight then leaving at the band's request, and a second group then arriving at the empty venue in the morning, each with its own set of queue numbers) and a compromise solution meant that they might end up in the second or third row.

This is a concert that lasts an hour and a half. There is no reason to be screaming, crying, and cussing people out because you might end up one row further back, especially if you have already been to multiple JO concerts. The guys are planning a spring tour and summer festivals; this is not your last chance to see them before they disappear forever. Take a deep breath for the final step and accept that it's not realistic to expect the barricade at every or even most shows. It's okay to be number 50 or number 150 or number 500.

And for the love of god, PLEASE do not queue the day BEFORE the gig. This just makes the experience more miserable for everyone, including yourself, and makes people think they need to arrive even earlier for future shows. Do not do this.

#Joker Out #Prague #also Bojan needs to STFU about queues #his ig stories made the situation 100x worse