#guys i love doing this i started it because i was organizing my spotify playlists by colour

[creaturecannibal]

orange album art through the years

talking heads - speaking in tongues (1983) // the smiths - louder than bombs (1987) // broadcast - work and non work (1997) // jeff buckley - sketches for my sweetheart the drunk (1998) // blur - 13 (1999) // st. vincent - actor (2009) // frank ocean - channel orange (2012) // tyler the creator - flower boy (2017) // fka twigs - magdalene (2019)

#guys i love doing this i started it because i was organizing my spotify playlists by colour #i love to organize and i love colours i am a simple guy #talking heads #speaking in tongues #the smiths #louder than bombs #broadcast #work and non work #jeff buckley #sketches for my sweetheart the drunk #blur #13 #st vincent #frank ocean #channel orange #tyler the creator #flower boy #fka twigs #magdalene #music posting #jaded #me.txt

[namazunomegami]

A healthy dose of stalker Geto thoughts

a/n: FYI, thats the result if you lock me up in an empty room with my laptop and a playlist full of mareux, NIN and MSI. At least I got a newfound love for Closer now bc some years ago a fic ruined the song for me lmao

Before you ask, yes, I have mental problems. But likes and reblogs are still appreciated <33

wc: 1919

cw: geto is fucking delulu, online stalking, serial murder, poisoning, dismemberment, geto cooks his blood into a meal, implied bondage, kidnapping, reader was abused, corruption, reader is forced to torture and kill their abuser, gore

credits: nakatsuji sakutaro for one of my fave geto fanarts ever <33, my dearest @notveryrussian for proofreading, my criminal pedagogy teacher for some interesting details about organized criminals lol and arone_cosplay on tiktok bc his scream au cosplay was the sole inspiration when I started writing

The dark content is heavy with this one so there's nothing wrong if you won't interact with this post! If my horror enthusiast bestie says that this shit is scary, believe them. Minors are gonna get kicked, obviously.

He’s definitely not that “Joe Goldberg from You” type of stalker. He despises the guy, he watches that show to have a laugh. It’s his form of disaster tourism. Geto is almost the antithesis of Joe. I was a big fan of the first season of You so let me elaborate. Joe has a savior complex and he latches onto any conventionally attractive rich woman in his proximity and tries to mold them into his ideal type (which is vulnerable, dependent, innocent, and forgiving) and when shit hits the fan he becomes a whiney little bitch saying stuff like “aww, but I did this all for you :cc” because he’s in complete denial about his crimes and psychopathic nature. Geto is the opposite, and what makes him so fucking scary is that he doesn’t need to convince himself that his actions are right. He knows he’s right.

Also, he won’t put on a fucking cap and go out on the streets to stalk you. That’s just a dumb decision, he has a job to do, and it’s easy to recognize him. But that doesn’t mean that he won’t do it in his spare time, from a comfortable distance. He only needs one of your socials and digs up every little detail about you. Your entire lore. Pictures shared by your relatives when you were just a little kid, he tracks your friends’ accounts (he wants to make sure that you’re surrounded by the right people), all the locations, cafés, restaurants you share on your instagram highlights, your celebrity crushes, all the playlists you made on spotify, everything. He gets to know you before you’re even aware of his existence, you’re an open book to him before he talks to you. It’s so easy to get a feel of your essence in the online space, use the tremendous information to his advantage, surprise you, win you over with his fake thoughtfulness.

"Aw, you’re so sweet, how did you know?"

"Lucky guess."

Yeah, a lucky guess, he just scrolled your twitter until 4 am to reach your first ever post.

The easiest way to understand how his mind works is to look at his MBTI type and I’ll try to hold myself back to not flood you all with my everlasting love for Jungian psychology and cognitive functions. INTJs are meticulous, skeptical, analytical, practical, everything is centered around a bigger, more complex system, a spiderweb of thoughts. Their subjective ideals and values have the utmost importance. They get lost in the details sometimes, but they manage to prioritize creativity and rationality in their actions and thought process. So, if we want to pick a category among murderers, he’d definitely belong into a mission oriented type (canon is my only proof for this). He couldn’t care less about money, power, or satisfying his needs for control. He’s the personification of punishment in his mind.

Evil is petty, he is petty, but not so much to just deal with every single nuisance in the shape of a person (looking at Joe again lol). He won’t go after the Karens at your workplace or the shitty classmates who just wanted their name on your assignment without any contribution. If he kills, he must kill for a valid reason and does it brilliantly. Calm and level-headed, organized, devoid of anger or any intense emotion. He makes awful lot of preparations for a kill. He studies the victim just like he studies with you. Their schedule, relationships, habits, social media presence. He’d rather arrange the scene to give the impression of an accident. Mixing cleaning products, fucking around with the heating system and letting them die of carbon monoxide poisoning or a house fire (an easy kill if the victim smokes). He rarely lets himself get carried away and get all bloody and gorey because he knows how much effort he must put into disposing of the body. But he does feel like a god during the process. That he rules over life and death. That he has the divine right to decide who should be removed from existence.

The only slightly risky thing he allows himself, is to put his earphones in and call you up while dismembering a corpse. Good thing that his grandma has no use for that big ass meat grinder, a literal jackpot for getting rid of the bodies. His voice is soothing, so sweet you can turn into a blushing and giggling mess, but you can still hear the loud chopping noises as he severs the body parts right at the joints. He shrugs it off that he’s just meal prepping.

You believe him, you don’t question him further. But he does cook a delicious meal just for you and sends it to your workplace. And you have absolutely no idea that he was thinking about cutting up the ingredients with the same knife he killed his victim with. Luckily, he changed his mind. You don’t deserve to have any remnants of a lowlife in your system. But the idea was nice, just like how modern witches tie their favorite person to them. There’s something ritualistic about blood consumption in his mind that he can’t explain. Hopefully, a few drops of his own didn’t ruin the meal. At least you weren’t complaining about the metallic taste. He doesn’t mind he has to live off on two cans of Monster because he pulled an all-nighter. You’re falling head over heels for him so it’s worth the suffering.

The only thing that makes his heart ache is that as your relationship develops, he must use you to forge his alibis. He immediately copied the keys to your apartment, without your knowledge of course. Sometimes he drops by when you’re absent, goes through your stuff, sniffs around, looking for trinkets. He comes over specifically when he plans to kill his next victim. Sneaks out in the middle of the night, kills them, then goes back to your place and crawls back next to you. And he’s as silent as a cat, as a phantom, as a ghost.

He’s a fucked up man in every aspect. You think he’s too hyper fixated on restraints and bondage. He’s far too keen to spend an excruciatingly long time arranging the rope in an aesthetically pleasing way, or have the gag’s and blindfold’s colors match perfectly. His creativity and imagination are running wild when you’re the rigger. You almost question his sanity when he asks you to use cable ties and masking tape on him. What does he want? To feel tortured? Deep down he’s fascinated with the feelings a potential victim might experience. A taste of distress, vulnerability, helplessness that he usually has no chance to feel, yet he’s thrilled about it. You still won’t suspect a thing, everybody’s got a weird kink or two that they can’t explain, right?

He knows that one day, you’ll discover his secret. That he can’t hide it forever and even though he justifies his vile actions by giving it a noble cause, he must earn your forgiveness. He deliberately kept those who hurt you mostly alive. Whether it’s a bully, the shittiest ex known to mankind, or an abusive parent. He knows he has no right to kill them. But he can bring them to your basement, gagged and tied up. The best birthday gift ever is to let you have your revenge, right? Or maybe he just wants somebody as irredeemable as him, like he’s undeserving of anything nice in life so he must break it, tarnish it, ruin it. The world is a such a cruel place for kind spirits, he feels the need to corrupt them. Bring them down to his level.

He lined up a bunch of tools, a wooden bat, scissors, knives, razor blades, a hatchet, a hammer. He transformed the basement into a makeshift rage room. You don’t dare to cry, run, or scream at him, the person before your eyes makes you freeze completely, your features are distorted in dread. An old response got triggered, your nervous system remembers those years, you’re flooded with memories. You feel yourself regressing back to the victim you once were and that’s the process that Geto wants to stop once and for all. It’s so strange that you find safety in his presence and his firm hold above your elbows. He’s looming over you like a shadow, a shroud. Like the devil on your shoulder. Cooing in your ear to pick up something and have fun, let your rage cloud your mind, make them relive your pain. Don’t worry about a single thing because he will do all the clean-up. And you have no idea why, but you accept.

It’s strangely comforting. You feel in control, all-powerful, accomplished. It feels better than it should. It feels so right but it shouldn’t. There’s no guilt in you, only endorphins running rampant in your veins. The dopamine rush enslaves you, fills your brain with white noise. The pain does fade a little or something just irrevocably breaks in you. Maybe you’re just as fucked up as him and you managed to bury it in the deepest corner of your psyche. All bottled up for years like the most exquisite French wine, chained just like a beast but now it’s freed. Your reward is a bloody pile of flesh and guts that once was a person, and utter devotion gleaming in Geto’s eyes.

Your consciousness gets clearer, you notice the sensation of being drenched in blood and sweat when the realization hits you that there’s no going back. Now, you’re sticked together for life. You know his dirty little secret and now you’ve forged your own that he can blackmail you with if you ever want to get away from him. But why would you do that? You’re everything he needs and he’s all you have.

#i wanna write something kind and sweet after this one #this fic took a toll on me #i should blame the way i write povs #its kinda close to method acting but in writing lol #i try to think in character digging down in the deepest parts of their mind their pov is my pov #i literally warp my thoughts to get them right so you can guess how exhausting it is mentally to think and feel like such a character #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #suguru geto x reader #the new fic im writing is a copjaku fic lol very kind and sweet indeed /s #jjk #geto suguru x reader #jjk headcanons #meesa writes

[semifilms]

☆SONGS THAT REMIND THEM OF YOU | sakusa kiyoomi, atsumu miya, osamu miya, tsukishima kei, hinata shoyo, sugawara koshi

cw - none

sakusa is definitely the type to listen to music when he cleans. the type of music he listens to however…i personally think he listens to like classics and oldies in several languages. more specifically he listens to french music. so imagine him wiping down windows of your shared apartment when la vie en rose by édith piaf comes on and he cannot help but smile at the thought of you. he immediately wonders what you’re doing in that moment even if he knows you’re at work or running errands

atsumu is obviously listening to music when he’s at the gym. he doesn’t wanna hear sweaty people working out. his gym playlist is just a curation of all of his favorite songs and there’s no single genre left out. he listens to everything and i mean everything. but the song i imagine him lip syncing to when he’s on the treadmill that causes him to smile a little bit is lost by frank ocean. he may not get the full message of the song but when he hears frank naming those major cities all he can think about his taking you to them.

osamu is making dinner for you guys with his music playing. he much unlike his brother has organized playlists for different things. when he’s cooking he really likes listening to jazz and soul music. every now and then just the two of us by grover washington, jr and bill withers comes on he is humming along while stirring whatever is in the pan in front of him and thinking about slow dancing around the living room with you. how lever you are still not out of the shower and he is still cooking.

tsukishima has a set playlist for songs that remind him do you. he has his headphones in almost 24/7. it was also his idea that you guys have a shared playlist on spotify. let’s not act surprised. out of the collection of songs though the one that actually makes himself smile the hardest and think do you because of the lyrics is kataomoi by aimer. the song is so sappy though so when you seen him smiling while his earphones are on and asks what he’s listening to. he’s either gonna lie and tell you a song that the complete opposite or just straight up say “nothing.”

shoyo is on his way to pick you up for a little date and when he gets stuck in traffic. he decides to turn his music up a little bit to entertain himself and when he hears the song that starts playing he grins so hard and turns it up even more. now he listens to almost everything as long as he thinks it’s catchy or likes the message of the song. sh hearing I THINK by tyler, the creator he immediately thinks of you because it played once on the radio when the two of you went to the states and he’s been hooked to it ever since. that song will always be connected to you and he will constantly think about how much fun he has with you all the time.

koshi loves playing music when he’s in his lunch break in his classroom. normally when students are in the room he just plays instrumentals so they don’t get too distracted but once they’re off at recess he switches over to his personal music. my jinji by sunset rollercoster plays and he immediately thinks about calling you hoping you’re not busy. this would be the only time he’d get to hear from you today until he gets home. so he does call you and take to you for a bit when you ask why he called he tells you “i was just thinking about you, that’s all.” and you just smile at each other for a moment. which gets cut short because now he has to go get his kids from recess 😒

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[atsoomi]

[Kuroo's very special birthday HCs]

In honor of tetsu's birthday, I wrote some kuroo bf hcs because the thing I'm writing will take some more time (as it always does) and I wanted to dedicate a portion of my brain to him for the last 2 days. Some of these will be written out at one point so you can look forward to that!

Kuroo is as active as he is lazy. He will get up early on weekdays for his usual run, but when it's the weekend and he has the opportunity to stay in bed and cuddle with you? Best believe he won't consider ever getting out of bed.

His body is naturally warm, but his hands and his feet are as cold as a corpse's. It's always a lovely surprise when you're in bed and the most icy feet in the world come near you.

The kind of guy to take you out at least twice a week. And if he can't then you'll have a movie night kind of date. He values time with you more than you could ever know, is he watching the movie or is he watching you

This mf will always ALWAYS use a mistletoe when it's the season for mistletoes. "Tetsu there's snow outsi- where'd you get that mistletoe." "I have no idea what you're talking about... it just appeared here. I think it's a sign."

Please kiss him, shut him up. Not that it will stop him, but it will provide world peace for a few minutes.

You have long extensive talks about whether you should get a dog or a cat. You don't feel like you can support both, but kuroo is as stubborn as you are and you end up getting both. The cat and the dog take to being around each other and everytime you find them cuddled up together, kuroo goes "hey look it's us"

100% the kind of guy to do face masks with you, he wouldn't do it on his own but when you suggest a skincare night he's like "ok when do we start, I've always wanted to try the pineapple one"

When some guy is trying to get too friendly with you, he always shows up out of nowhere and puts a hand on your waist and is like "who's this babe 😇" as if he doesn't have the most menacing aura ever

No one tries to hit on you again (he looks like he could throw in a couple good punches)

He knows you like his biceps and he never wastes the chance to flex them so your pupils can dilate and he can see that awed look on your face, the look you give before you're about to go feral

Does he regret it when you start biting his arm as habit? Only a little bit

When you're tired, he'll help you take care of yourself (most favorite hc ever, someone hold me down) and even if you aren't, he helps you with general self-care tasks. Washing and brushing your hair, folding your clothes, cleaning your shared living environment, taking off your make up. When you're especially feeling down he looks up recipes to try and cheer you up with baked goods, they always taste medicore but you will finish whatever he prepares even if it kills you, goddammit.

You ofc share a spotify playlist for everything. He has technically memorized the lyrics for the car playlist so he can sing along when you're passionately performing for your 5th world tour on the way to get groceries.

The most supportive boyfriend ever. Even as a friend kuroo has a habit of pushing people to see their true potential without coming on too strong, so when you're doubting yourself and you're his girlfriend of all people, you better believe he's not letting that happen.

Every achievement of yours is celebrated, he reminds you that you focus more on your failures than you do on what you succeed in. So everytime you doubt yourself he'll have a list of things you've done to remind you that your doubts are lying to you.

Generally, kuroo is such an amazing boyfriend when it comes to self-growth. He brings out the best in you over and over again, and when things get really hard, he would never turn away from a moody version of yourself.

He's patient and he would never give up on you out of all people.

Got too emotional there okay.

For his ~birthday~ you organize a surprise nekoma reunion and he is startled by walking into your shared apartment and everyone is there, yes even kenma, and you don't think you've seen so happy in years.

From the bickering between old teammates to seeing what everyone is up to now that they're all going different places, kuroo has the most fun he has had in a while.

Part of him will always miss how things were.

But part of him is certain that the present is much more promising. Because as he looks at you laughing with his childhood friend, who's practically closed off from the world, and your laugh sounds like a song he wants to hear everyday, he knows that wherever you are is where he wants to be.

#it's shorter than i wanted to be so i might add some more tomorrow morning #i just didnt want the day to end without posting anything !! #you know i really do think kuroo would make such an amazing boyfriend #at least in my characterization of him #i hope you accept this silly little characterization of mine #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu!! #kuroo x reader #kuroo fluff #kuroo scenarios #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsuro headcanons #haikyu x reader #kuroo tetsuro hcs #kuroo tetsurō and the 100 different ways of spelling his name #croses fingers please dont let my first post here flop

[gcldfanged]

Meet the Writer

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?

(CANON MUSES) -

Genesis: I actually HATED Genesis initially in the og CC game. I thought he was a lame addition and just like… idk, they wanted Gackt in the game so they made his presence plot relevant? OOOUGH, I was so mad… But then I saw how the rpc and fandom treats him, which is honestly even WORSE SOMEHOW??? So I decided to try writing him seriously and what do you know, I actually kinda like it.

Verdot: I literally have to make the content I wanna see in this rpc, such is my burden. my curse...

(OCs) - I wanted to write about the themes I have on my pinned and honestly, there were so many Tseng rpers who I am friends and mutuals with that knock it out of the fucking ballpark- I just didn't feel like I'd have ANYTHING new or good to contribute to the exploration of his character? So I made an OC :P And he's really changed so much! I remember when I was still making my own art for him and he wasn't QUITE like there the way I wanted him to be, but I didn't have anything better to employ as a faceclaim or reference to draw from. And then Cas was like "btw here's a manga about your HYPERFIXATION" and Kokonoi's general appearance and vibe was a great starting point to go off of instead.

Anyway, There's always things I had planned for Jae in the works or on the backburner, but he has really evolved over the span of years I've been writing him, so I really appreciate every person who took the time to check him out and build something with him.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?

You know, I have been becoming more lenient with allowing myself to write certain things. I always end up being afraid of how people will react to certain themes I explore because... let's be real, a lot of people are pretty intolerant to opinions that are different than theirs. So long as whatever I and/or my partner explore is handled with the care and respect it deserves, I don't really see an issue with much anymore. Hell, I was terrified to post that one drabble fleshing out Jae meeting Veld for the first time because I was afraid people would see Jae's reaction to killing someone as somehow 'excusing abuse' because he wasn't dancing on the guy's corpse and actually showed remorse for what he did. It's fears of what I write about being misconstrued like that that really makes me hesitant to even talk about certain ideas with partners. But I'm getting over that, little by little and step by step.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?

I actually love writing (as you can tell) introspective pieces. Something where you're really getting inside the character's head for a moment to see past all of their walls and facades, or sometimes you're still seeing what they tell THEMSELVES is the real undiluted truth, but isn't. I just love that kinda stream of consciousness really dig deep into the VOICE of a character exploration. Makes me feel lots of emotions.

ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?

Usually I'll be doing something else like watching a piece of media or listening to a podcast and start to think "Ooh, my muse would love this" or "this makes me think of xyz muse wow", and it just kind of expands organically from there.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?

Music helps get me inspired initially, especially since I make spotify playlists for all my muses (and ships :P), so generally I'm cool with music, but usually I zone in too much on my own writing to pay attention. It's like my sense of hearing turns off.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

Both- There's always a general sort of... idea or outcome that me and my partner would LIKE to shoot for? And sometimes we just don't get there, because it really depends on what the characters do/say and how it's taken by the other muse.

For example, I was roleplaying a thread with @steeleidolon's Kunsel where he and Jae are trying to broker a deal and Kunsel ends up saying something to the effect of "your people" and he means the Turks. Jae, on the other hand, hears 'your people' and assumes Kunsel was bringing up his race and the perception of fellow people from Wutai or Hanuel being unfairly insular. So, it kinda went to shit, LOL.

It's little things like that that can color your muse's reaction to sometimes very different degrees than what you plan for!

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?

I like complicated dynamics and no, I will never shut up about them. Ships for me don't even have to strictly be romantic or sexual in nature, so like- I have some interactions I'm still feeling out with @saishuu-heiki that are platonic but leaning in a distinctly enemy/frenemy/challenges other person kind of vibe? And I think it's great! They don't HAVE to be like "we're friends, we're lovers, or we hate each other'- Like, limiting all your interactions to one of those three options gets really boring for me...

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?

King_Kkeungi is my mangaka pseudonym for the Silent Manga Audition that I tried submitting to last year. People have called me just "King" (if they didn't know how to pronounce Korean) or "Kkeungi" before, so I tend to go by these handles now.

ᴀɢᴇ?

30s, I'm like Dagon: ancient and evil, spoken about in hushed whispers that the zealots who follow my dark lore worship-

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?

May 10th

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?

Blue-greens like teal and turquoise, soft pastel mint, and pinky-purples

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?

Currently? PRIMADONNA by Kedarui! It's a sequel to their other song, Femme Fatale and has amazing lore and characters. It's just got fascinating kinda themes and imagery when you watch them back to back.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

The 2nd DUNE movie, holy crap, I was blown away!

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

Hell's Paradise, which I am still TRYING to finish.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

Philip by millenium parade, my new go-to Jae song

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?

Thai or Vietnamese food *drools*

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?

Summer... I just love the heat and the sun and the iconic imagery/sounds/themes like eating watermelon and wearing floppy plastic sandals, melting ice cream, hearing the chime of our furin while sitting outside on the porch of the house.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?

I talk to regularly (like near every day): @ceaselxss, @annjiru, @phoenixshards, @sadistpet, @nightiingaled. Like talking with a lot: @speedchasing, @ofdeference, @hisnewera, @cwarscars, @contemptim, @steeleidolon, @altrxisme, @hxbiris & @hxvemxnd

The people who have known me the LONGEST are mostly discord only rpers now, but Tricky, HD, Kit, and Vixen I consider to be extremely close to me since we've been friends for... like over or around 6+ years and are still ongoing buddies who have met face to face before.

Then there's my ex-fiancee, but he doesn't do tumblr rp anymore.

This list also doesn't even cover ppl I write with/ooc interacted with over a long period of time like @ivory-paragon, @poeticphoenix, @reapersxfolly, @endweapon, @chthonicsurge, or @dcviltriggcr, so- I like reaching out to people and developing bonds! We don't even have to be on discord capslocking at each other, it's really cool when you can come back to an RPC and still have that connection without any awkward small talk?

#◈ ooc #◈ dash games #◈ MUNDAY

[springbloggy]

Springys guide to finding new songs (spongs)

I was inspired by @pastamansta's post on finding new movies and according to my last fm account I have 24,576 scrobbles which is quite a bit. So I will give some tips on how to find new stuff as well as general tips to listening to music. Note I am more of a songs guy than an album/disography guy but I will try to give tips for that kinda stuff too.

Finding new music

Spotify

Most of my music discoveries come from spotify, so I will list tips for that first.

First, don't limit yourself to discover weekly/that weird AI DJ thing they have now. Find some more playlists to listen to! Here's ones I have saved on my discover folder, for example.

As you can see, not only do I have spotify's Discover Weekly, but I also have three based on record labels, one based on a random radio station I once found, two reddit ones (rip reddit), and one based on a music review website I like.

There's also websites that can hook into your spotify account and make your music discovery more interesting.

Skilley is a website that has sadly locked a lot of their functions behind a paywall over the years. But the functions that are still free are very good, most importantly, the search function to find new songs based on old favorites.

Obscurify is a website that checks how obscure your tastes are, then recommends a few songs based on your tastes. Pretty fun.

Radionewify is a website that claims to find new songs you haven't heard yet based on your tastes. I think its pretty accurate.

Sort your music is what I use for my discovery playlists. I like to first make things alphabetical, use sort your music to make each alphabetical playlist go from most energetic song to least, then save it all in one big playlist. Because I'm too organized for my own good.

Spotify dedup finds duplicate songs in your playlists so you never have to listen to a duplicate song ever again.

I also suggest making one playlist for your "top favorite songs" to add and remove from over time. This has helped tremendously in my discovering.

(Online) radio stations

Sometimes old school is cool! If you don't know where to start listening to radio, see if you can listen to your local college's radio station. Somehow, colleges tend to have the best stuff.

But if that isn't an option, online radio stations are your next bet. There's a ton of databases where you can search and gain a ton based on your favorite genres. A lot of them are local radio stations!

I curated a bookmarked folder of some databases/stations, so I will list some links of ones I checked out and can confirm have good stuff.

tunein | jango | accuradio | streema | radio.net | laut.fm | onlineradiobox.com | somafm

Now you may wonder "why not iheartradio/siriusxm"? I can't tell you to not listen to those, since I tend to default to iheartradio when I am doing chores and I am unsure what to listen to, but their selection tends to be extremely limited compared to the indie stations you can find online. Plus they are huge companies, so it's good to branch out and listen to the smaller stations.

Listen to some stations! You may find some songs you love, or at least have an interesting experience by the end of the day.

Youtube/Xite music

What the hell is xite music, you may ask. Well my friends xite is...vevo's app on roku. Why they renamed their app is anyone's guess. Besides iheart, when I am cleaning, and don't know what to listen to, I default to Xite and have found some good stuff from it. They tend to repeat a lot of the same songs, a ton, but also come out with the occasional surprise.

TV Shows + the shazam app

TV series writers know their BOPS. I found so many songs off of shows it's insane. Even my guilty pleasure America's got Talent got me some bops. Rarest event of all 4 of these those.

Listening Tips

Don't be afraid to admit you no longer like a song/artist/genre

As I get older, I realize I like a lot of songs/genres/artists a lot less than I did when I was younger, and that's ok! For example, I used to be really into vaporwave during 2018 - 2019, but now I can't stand most of it. I wonder why I liked it a lot of the time! There's still some vaporwave songs I still cherish, but most of it is not for me, and that's okay!

2. Don't be afraid of getting outside your comfort zone

Initially, I stuck to only indie/alternative/pop music, but decided to branch out to other genres I knew very little of and found myself surprised by how much I either liked what I found or how much influence those genres had onto other genres. Try to find music from different eras and different genres, you may like what you hear, or at least learn more about the music you do like from the experience.

3. Don't be afraid to take "music breaks"

It's okay to not listen to new music for a little while to relisten to old favorites or listen to things that aren't music such as podcasts, youtube videos, tv series, or nothing at all! Sometimes I have troubles with this mindset myself, but I found taking music breaks makes me more excited to find new music later on rather than feeling like I have to like it's my "job".

4. Spice up listening to albums to make it more fun

When discovering new albums or relisting to old favorites, find ways to spice it up to make it fun and invigorating each time. My favorite things to do are take walks, do chores, or mute a movie or tv series and see how that album syncs to what's on screen. I found it a lot more fun to listen to albums this way than to scroll mindlessly online and listen to them. Plus it helps add more perspective to the activity your doing while your listening, especially if its a movie/TV series. I am not sure how, but it helps me find little details or figure out weak spots in movies.

5. Don't be afraid of being a "songs guy" like me.

I love songs more than full discographies most of the time, and that's ok. If you find discographies tiring like I do, don't feel left out because everyone's doing tier lists and stuff. Instead share your favorite songs with others, talk about them, and maybe if you have enough songs that share an artist, then try to see if their discography is worth it. If you decide you like their hits more than their whole, that's okay! At least you gave it a decent chance, and hey, maybe some of their fans might agree.

So there you have it. Feel free to ask me if you have questions. I will try my best to answer, usually I am not this wordy, but I like songs lol.

#music #music discovery #guide #springy thoughts #yeah #q #long post #life tip

[nevermore0105]

Monday,September,4,2023

I haven't written in a few days. I have been pretty busy. I've been working on new songs and trying to take care of my boyfriend. Yesterday night he had hurt his foot really bad he says it's sprained but it could be broken we don't even know yet. I just been busy. My emotions have been out of wack and I haven't gotten much sleep in these days. I have a really bad sleeping schedule. In fact I don't even think I sleep much anymore. I think I take like one nap a day and that's only like 2 hours a day. So yeah i am very sleep deprived. As of right now I'm just here listening to music. I was just organizing my Spotify playlists because I am bored and I can't sleep. Music always helps me. I dont know how but it just does. I haven't eaten in 2 days. I am really hungry. I am also dehydrated. I really need to start taking care of myself. I haven't been around my family much and I miss my 3 year old little brother myles. Sometimes I feel like I just am not living my life but rather doing shit for others and that kind of bugs me because I want to be selfish for once. I have a whole lot to do. And also I have a whole lot that i want to do. Not going to lie my head hurts a whole lot but I can't really do anything about it right now. Wow... I am so hungry... I have no idea what to do because I can't eat right now which is very unfortunate. I wish there was a convenient store nearby but there's not. I look like shit right now. My hair is a mess. Anyways, I really hope that today is a good day. I really need a break and I really need to have a good day for once or else I am going to lose it. Anyways, I hope you guys have a good day too. Stay safe.

Love always, D xoxo ♡ <3

#sad thoughts #journal #journaling #depressing shit #daily blog #depression #tw depressing thoughts #eating disoder trigger warning #tw disordered eating #tw eating issues #busy day #anxitey

[haveyouheardthisfolksong]

Addressing potential questions

So, in the last few days, this blog has been picking up. Thank you so much, everyone! I love being introduced to new songs from the submissions, and it's been great seeing people enjoying some of my favorites for the first time. That being said, with the rise in attention this blog is getting, I want to address some potential questions that may arise, as well as some I've been getting.

"I may have heard this song somewhere, but I'm not sure if I've heard it or not. How should I vote?" If you think you've heard a song at least once, you can vote "yes." If you're not sure, you can vote "I've heard of it, but haven't listened to it."

"Are you going to make a masterlist of all the songs in the polls?"

I'm considering it. A masterlist would be a great way to organize the songs in case anyone would like to find one easier.

"How do you choose which versions of songs to post?"

Whenever I have a submission, I always post the link I've been provided with. When I post songs myself, it depends. For some songs, I post my favorite version or the most well-known, but for others, I post smaller recordings. For instance, I'm most familiar with the cover of "Oak and Ash and Thorn" by the Longest Johns, but I posted a vocal-only cover by a woman with a small channel singing into her camera. This is because I want to represent folk music in as many ways as possible; while today, we have successful bands producing high-quality recordings of folk songs, many of these songs were first spread by ordinary people singing or playing instruments without formal training, celebrity status, or modern recording equipment. I want to share both the professional recordings I enjoy and common people preserving folk music traditions, so maybe sometimes you'll see Enya, and other times you'll see some guy singing in his basement.

"Can you post songs from xyz culture?"

I post both user submissions and folk songs that I know. Most of the folk music I'm familiar with is either Celtic or Eastern European, but I'm always happy to expand my tastes. If you'd like to see a specific song represented in this poll that I haven't posted yet, just submit it to the blog, and I'll try to add it as soon as possible. If you don't have a song in mind but would like me to look into the music of a particular culture or language, I'm happy to do some research; just DM me and I'll try to find at least one song.

"You got this detail wrong about the song/language/culture of origin."

I never want to offend anyone, so if I made a mistake and misattributed a song, please send me a DM and I'll look into it. If I'm not 100% certain about a song's language, culture, and history, I'll look it up, but I may make mistakes.

"How do you find the folk songs you know?"

I've been interested in folk music for years. Most of the songs I know I just found on youtube, but some of them were introduced to me by other people- for instance, my Russian professor taught my class "Moscow Nights" and "Smuglianka," and one of my friends sent me "Di Katerinke". I have a playlist for folk music that I've been updating all the time; it started out as Celtic only, but has slowly expanded to lots of other musical traditions. It still needs to be updated, and there's some shanties and Klezmer I like that I have saved to my Spotify, but not to Youtube, so I'm sort of all over the place. It's really fascinating to me how the internet has impacted the spread and creation of folk music, and for it to be shared and learned on a much wider scale than ever before.

#mod post

[theheelerbooklifereads]

Rating: 5/5 Stars Summer was kicked out from Brown University due to burning down her sorority house…by accident. Her father pulled some strings for her so she could finish out her junior and senior year at Briar U. The only problem is the sorority will not take her and now she has nowhere to live. But her brother Dean knows some of his old hockey buddies need a fourth roommate since he moved out and graduated. Now Summer is living with three hot dudes and has feelings for one of them. Fitzy (Colin) is a hockey player and a huge nerd. He has feelings for Summer, but she is too much for him. Can these two fight their feelings or will they give in?

The Chase is like the first love you ever had. Just imagine how you felt when you first fell in love and amplify it for this book. That's how I felt, and I just could not get enough of this book.

The Chase is a book that took me less than 48 hours to read and honestly, I have not read a book that fast in a very, very long day, which makes me feel proud of myself.

There is a Spotify playlist for the Briar U/Off Campus series (literally is the playlist title) and I typically only listen to instrumental music when reading but this playlist was everything. It amplified the emotions of this book, made it more fun, and just made you really feel like you were the one falling in love. It was amazing.

When I first started reading this book, I got to say that Summer was giving me major Alexis Rose vibes from Schitt's Creek. As the book went on you really see Summer for who she really is and see a growth in her. Fitz calls Summer fluff in the beginning of the book and I honestly think we see Summer super shallow in the first few chapters because we are supposed to view her as Fitz would.

Speaking of Fitz, I really enjoyed him for being a hockey player and a nerd. I like that he is not the typical jock stereotype and is more realistic.

This book is filled with so much angst that it is so good. It does take a while for them to get together, but the tension, the banter, and the angst was perfection.

The Chase does touch on ADHD and learning disabilities. Summer has ADHD and it affects her with writing assignments since she cannot express herself when writing. She is constantly struggling with focus and hyper. I for one have ADHD and can relate somewhat to her. I noticed she had a lot of squirrel moments, and I was like that's me! I personally have never had issues with organizing essays/papers in high school or college like Summer does, but I used to outline my papers differently than my peers just like Summer does. Summer will color code her info and lay them out on a floor to visualize the structure of the paper. For me I would look up my information and copy and paste the information with the website url into a different word document. I would then have the page pulled up while writing the paper and color code the information to know if I used it and what paragraphs it was in, but I would be paraphrasing/putting it in my own words then doing citations. So, I totally get Summer when it comes to organizing papers or homework differently since outlines for me were hard to do since my brain works so differently.

Something to take not of is that there are some triggers such as sexual assault so please take care when reading this book.

The tropes you can expect are: opposites attract, grumpy x sunshine, not like the other girls, not like the other guys, friends' brother, sports romance, college romance, kind of forced proximity, misunderstandings (it is not that bad since I hate the miscommunication trope, but this was written well), and no 3rd act break up.

Be prepared for a lot of laughs and some football players twerking in bathing suits (some in speedos may I add) at one point in the book. This was just a fun read and I think a lot of people will enjoy it. If you ever read anything by Erin Watt, you will like this book because for those who do not know: Elle Kennedy is a part of the Erin Watt writing duo.

#bookstagram #book review #booklover #bookworm #bibliophile #booklr #bookish #books #must read books #book #5 star reads #elle kennedy #romance books #book recommendations #bookblr #books and literature #bookaholic #book blog #reading #books and reading

[brainrot-yumm]

PR ep7 play-by-play

I won’t be able to do this for a few days cause things are picking up a bit so let’s make this count hell yeah

whoops got distracted for 40 minutes by Spotify playlist organization. You don’t understand how elated I am over the fact that I’ll be getting assessed for ADHD soon

also my mom thinks I definitely have anxiety which was a wild thing to think as that’s the one thing I was 100% certain I didn’t have

g-gozar? Is that it? Gordon? Gorzon?

“I just wanted to get your attention” “maria just be yourself” maybe she’s the type of kid that wants to turn off the hot water to the showers. Actually how did she find that though? Is that supposed to be in public? 

Trini does good voice acting but not the best physical acting. I mean, it’s been decades since this show came out, I’m sure she’s better now, but

p-power eggs?!

hey it’s that same cave from two episodes ago!

“Only a child can open this box” ??????????????? why

oooh putty stopmotion I think! Actually no I think machines made those goobers move!

wh. why did you want a chunky chicken. After last time you think you’re gonna kill the rangers with that? Seriously?

that girl is definitely voiced over by someone else doing a kid voice. Why did they do that. Was there a sweepstakes.

stop talking about friendship god

“This is really turning out to be more than just a bad hair day” lets keep that one for the pillows

YO THATS A SICK ASS CAR

how could you possibly steer a car going that fast

woooOOOOOoooWOOOoooAHHHhhhAHAAAAhhhhpowerpoint lookin ass animation (lovingly)

you know it really wasn’t that hard for Rita to locate the power eggs

THE MORPHINE MASTERS?!

“Why can’t we do the cool car thing again?” “Because, we ran out of budget.”

hit them with the car. Do it.

Man I’m so fuckin hungry I ate at 5 and it’s 3 in the morning

wait what the fuck are the blaster pyramid they’re doing??!??!?! Don’t remember that??!?!?!

I still just love how Kim very obviously doesn’t know how to use a bow

 wait I’m so confused why is Rita on an old fashioned bike????? Why does it feel like we skipped ahead???????? DIdi they think the kids wouldn’t notice????

It’s Rita Repulsa alright

aight I remember the crystals at least. I have some hold on this world which is no longer my own

you know it’s so sad they can’t make the pterodactyl pink for Kimberly because then the chestplate of the megazord would be pink and pink is for girls or something

you know wait I don’t think we’ve ever seen Rita on Earth yet this is crazy

god it’d be so cool to own one of those helmets

wait rift scissors?! SVTFOE RIPPED OFF POWER RANGERS>!?!?!?!!

“Yeah guys we got it!” “MORPHIN’!” I’m gonna start using “morphin’“ as a positive response from now on skfhas;dg

Ayo wait people know it’s Rita Repulsa doing this shit? It’s not just “alien fuckwads” no it’s “RITA’s alien fuckwads??” Man that changes stuff everyone has the full hot goss except for who the rangers do be

oh bulk skull hi!! 

oh I can’t tell what’s gonna happen since you just showed the bullies (with the goofy bully theme in the back) and then made Kimberly hold a hot bowl of chili over her head I couldn’t possibly tell you

you know it wasn’t even like he was doing anything. You weren’t even making a fat joke about him he was just having a regular bowl of ice cream. What the hell Kim give him $10 or something for being forced to deal with that. He’s still a regular paying customer somehow despite this being a terrible place for him and his shit ego so if he wasn’t doing anything shouldn’t the owner do something? Bitch ass kids

bitch ass karmic retribution

also if I was a kid still I can just tell I’d probably have a crush on Skull or something. These days I’m just like “wow that is dope character design I love the bandana/chain mix that’s cool”

alright I have to get up in 4 hours so night I’ll try to sleep at a normal time (4 am is not a normal time)

#Blumi's PRPBP

[alekx]

The Sunday Currently, vol. 2

Belated Happy Halloween, but not really because this is my least favorite holiday :-(

Anyway, I am overdue for an update and I thought of posting a second installment to my own version of Sidda Thornton’s The Sunday Currently series. I needed something I wouldn’t be able to make excuses about, and this was perfect. I don’t need to prepare a lot of photos nor do I need to organize a draft. Just pure updates on my consumption. Here goes…

reading

I am currently reading Jose Rizal’s Noli Me Tangere. Last June, I finally found a copy of the Soledad Lacson-Locsin translation. We all read Noli in high school, but I didn’t pay as much attention back then. Years later, I read Benedict Anderson’s review of this translation as part of my research for “The Spectre of Comparison” when MCAD brought the show to Manila. I liked his notes on the novel, and I’ve been hunting for a copy ever since.

Before this, I finished Alain de Botton and John Armstrong’s Art as Therapy. I am also currently reading Vogue Philippines and currently subscribed to Art & Market. I try to check Katy Hessel’s column on The Guardian though I am not doing a very good job of keeping up. Current unread count as of writing: 427. Nope. Make that 436.

listening

“To You” and “Second Life” by SEVENTEEN, “Maniac” by NCT U (but really it’s just Doyoung and Haechan), “Forever Only” by Jaehyun, and “Designer” by NCT 127 if we go by my Spotify On Repeat playlist as of writing. “To You” is my favorite in Attacca, “Designer” in 2 Baddies, but it’s “Lie Again” that I like the most in Ode to You.

I watched The Link when 127 came here last month and I heard the iconic “Back 2 U” with my own ears. Everyone’s vocals are top notch that night from start to end. Taeil exists, guys, and his voice really sounds like in the songs if not better!!! 127 as a whole is so vocally stable from start to finish, and you get this sense that they really trained so hard as performers.

Sadly, I didn’t get to watch Seventeen’s Be The Sun concert, and I also missed beabadobee’s. Boooo!

Finally, I also gave Greasy Cafe’s TECHNICOLOR a recent listen. I am obsessed with the music video for “Time Bomb” partly because it’s interesting, but also partly because I like Mark Prin and Mew.

watching

I finished half of Gilmore Girls’ second season before taking a break from the series. I also finished Romance is a Bonus Book, which I loved. It’s going on my list of favorites.

I looooooved “Insula” from Fifth Wall Fest. The dance was so electric and the cinematography was just as exciting.

Because I’m reading Noli, I also decided to watch Maria Clara at Ibarra. I love Dennis Trillo as Crisostomo Ibarra and I enjoy Barbie Forteza as Klay. Padre Salvi’s character still gives me the creeps.

I also watch the local adaptation of Start-Up occasionally. I do think Seo Dal-mi could have been played by a different actress.

Lastly, Doctor Who is going to be on Disney+???? Aaaaah! I didn’t really want to get a subscription, but this is making me reconsider.

loving

My skincare routine! I think I’ve found a really good routine and it has been working so well for me for months now.

feeling

…excited, because I’m starting two projects soon that I’m really excited about. One is an actual project thing that I don’t really want to talk about until it’s over and one is a project I’ve been meaning to start for myself, which I also don’t want to talk about until I’ve finished. All you need to know is that I am excited and keeping busy.

#lists #the sunday currently

[speedytimemachineflower]

october 18th, 2020

You know, life is funny, even at seventeen.

Like I feel like in the past four years of my life so much has happened that I could write forever about it

when I was 14 everything was so simple, everything to me then was about whether the guy in English liked me back, and how I could be prettier, and how to have the most fun, it was before the school was on drugs, before the bitterness of adolescence kicks in and your view of the world is distorted, but also at the same time justified. Back when I had to ask my mom for a ride, and the foundation of my social life was built upon whether my mom was available to drive me.

Im sure I will read this back year after year, as time goes by and giggle at the innocence that is really subjective as you age. However it doesn’t change the fact that I feel any of this.

Maybe I’m writing this as a closure, or a way to organize my thought, or perhaps a letter to my future self reminding me what it was like at this period in my life- I don’t really care, I just wanted to put this on paper, because a part of me breaks at the thought of forgetting it.

“Sweet Jane” by the velvet underground, I saw Miley Cyrus cover it today on youtube, and it reminded me of Tyler and 2018. It made me sad a little bit. There was some sort of aura that year that just felt like things wouldn’t change and that they would last forever, there was this weird certainty about it, I’m not really sure why- maybe thats the innocence of it all. I just remember that song, and it being on the playlist he made me for my birthday that year- I still cannot listen to that song and not get emotional, even two years later. I don’t really know why it makes me so sad, maybe ill find out once I’m done writing this, but it just represents a transition I guess. It represents Tyler and what he means to me in my life. I guess its more about Tyler. The name Tyler will always have this weird connotation for me, it just is so weird. It kinda makes me want to scream thinking about it not going to lie. It makes me more boggled knowing that at one point in my life that energy was worth holding onto. I just feel as if that year and a half, maybe two years 2018/2019 was some sort of time warp, I wasn’t myself then, and I was okay with that. Everything felt off those two years, nothing felt like it was mine, I kept looking outside for myself rather than within. I cannot blame Tyler for me losing my mind, but he still has that connotation. His impact on my life is undeniable, and I forget that more and more, and when I remember that he existed in my life at one point, it blows my mind, and when I realize that he still exists, it blows my mind even more. He just really never felt real, like honestly thats what it is, even when I didn’t like him, something about him seemed like so divine, not fake necessarily but just so like designed.

Its just so sad. I have this bad habit of checking his spotify every few days, I’ve been doing it since freshman year, idk I want to break it, but I also have this morbid curiosity- I guess we all have our vices. Anyways it seems like he’s dating this guy now, and its just funny because I feel like I’m starting a thing with *****- and I hate it- I feel like I’m going to be energetically tied to Tyler forever, i just hate it, I feel like I’m mirroring him all the time somehow, god knows if thats true, but its this complex I have and I hate when little things prove it- basically a Marilyn Monroe complex except with a guy. I wish all the time I could just wake up in a world where he never hurt my feelings as bad as he did- where he wasn’t an asshole, where I didn’t fall in love with him. My ego has never been more sure about something than thinking tyler would be my first boyfriend- I thank god every day for that lesson though- you cannot trust the ego lmao.

Even though all of that shit sucked, I wouldn’t really do anything differently, I’m never going to tell him I loved him, I’m never going to tell him how shitty of a person he is, I’m never going to tell him why I did everything- and I almost did but I’m glad I didn’t. The main lesson was learning about ego and what it is capable of, and honestly, telling him all that shit only satisfies my ego, the only reason I ever wanted to was to get a reaction to “know” that he knows- but he already knows, probably not his ego, but his soul. I know that- I believe I can tell anyone anything through the soul, and I think everyone has the truth deep inside them, but their ego is preventing them from seeing it- like how in summer 2018 I was so sure but it all felt off- I knew, but I didn’t know.

[maskedtruths666]

This is a fictional story. None of it is true. Pics submitted by a fan of my works. Names were submitted by fan as well. Theme was proposed by user too! Pure coincidence if it’s real.

This is a story of an unlikely romance between two girls who are polar opposites. This story features two girls, both are bi and both go to the same school in Australia.

The first girl, Kristal is a 22 year old and is studying science, particularly, astrophysics.

The second girl, Janel, 23, is studying social science, double majoring in Psychology and sociology.

The story of how they met was by pure coincidence. One might even call it fate.

Both of them were new students in Australia and there was a telegram group created for Asians to meet and that’s how the unlikely romance sparkled.

As Janel was the senior in school, she took the initiative to show Kristal around. When they both first met in real life, they both were a little awkward. Janel was the more outgoing one but Kristal was quite the opposite. It took awhile before they warmed up to each other.

Janel’s first thought when she met Kristal was how pretty she is. Sure, Kristal has a nice figure as well but nothing beats her smile, because when she smiles, she smiles from her eyes. Similarly, when Kristal first laid eyes on Janel, she could not stop admiring her beauty.

As Janel brought Kristal around, showing her around the school and best food places, Kristal started warming up to Janel. By lunch time, they couldn’t stop talking to one another. They talked about boys, music, food, movies. Anything you can think of, they talked about it. Surprisingly, whatever Janel’s favorite is, Kristal’s favorite was the opposite. Janel is into heavy metal but Kristal is into pop music. Janel loves a good action movie but Kristal loves a good romance love story. Janel loves muscular handsome guys but Kristal loves cute demure guys. You can imagine how opposite they totally are.

As soon as the day finish, they both returned to their accommodation within the school and realized they lived alone but opposite each other across the hall. In utter disbelief, they both agreed to live with each other to save money on accommodation. As you can imagine, Janel is an utter mess when it comes to organizing her clothes but Kristal on the other hand is very neat and organized.

After a week of settling down, they felt like they knew each other for what seems to be the longest time. One night after dinner, they both sat down and were listening to a Spotify playlist that they both created together. The mood was perfect, and they both looked at each other with such admiration that they both leaned in for a kiss.

As their lips touched, it was phenomenal. A simple kiss with two people who are in love is enough to melt both of them. It started out slow but it carried onto something more carnal. Hands started caressing each other’s perfectly sculpted bodies. Janel initiated most of the touching and Kristal was receptive to it. What started as an innocent kiss turned out to be a full on make out session. By the end of the night, they both had caressed each other’s bodies to the fullest.

“You are so beautiful, I just want to love the fuck out of you.” Janel blurted out after their make out session.

“Me too, I want to love you with all my heart.” Kristal responded, smiling at Janel.

“Be mine?” Janel asked Kristal.

“Only yours. Forever and always.” Kristal said with a smiled as they both embraced each other lovingly.

With that, they both went to bed and snuggled up nicely with each other.

Early the next morning, Janel woke up first to start stretching her body and do her daily yoga.

Seeing that she’s already up in her yoga outfit and beginning her work out, Kristal lay in bed, touching herself while watching her silently.

“Hey babe, you’re looking good.” Kristal said and when Janel turned her head, Kristal quickly snapped a candid pic of Janel.

With a wide smile, Janel suddenly suggested that they both go for a morning jog.

“Before that, let’s stretch our muscles and I want to eat you for breakfast.” Kristal mentioned shyly.

Without much hesitation, Janel stripped and went to town with Kristal. They both started making out and caressing each other. As Janel’s fingers slide into Kristal’s already wet pussy, Kristal let out a sexy moan. They both took turns going down on each other and with each lick, Janel would moan loudly. While they were 69-ing each other, they both experienced multiple orgasms. After what seemed like an eternity of orgasms, they both got up and changed into exercise attire. As they headed down to the park for a jog, Kristal did not know that Janel has secretly hid a strap on dildo in her bag, fully intending to fuck Kristal in the park.

“Help me take some OOTDs babe. It’s for my IG feed. I’ll let you take some nudes later. Hehe” Janel said as she handed Kristal her phone.

After what felt like an eternity of taking nice pics of Janel, they both carried on for their walk.

“Hey babe, let me go to the toilet first. You can join me if you want.” Janel winked and said as they approached a public toilet.

As they entered a cubicle, Janel said, “Babe, I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” Kristal asked, eyes widening in fear and excitement.

Janel slowly revealed her strap on dildo.

“Holy fuck, you are kinky, I love this about you. Fuck me now. Quickly.” Kristal said as she saw the dildo.

Janel quickly wore the strap on and Kristal started riding Janel on the toilet bowl seat. They were passionately making out and riding each other and didn’t have a care in the world. Both took turns riding each other and moaned as loud as their instincts allowed them to.

“I just want to make love to you all day every day my dear. I cannot get enough of you.” Kristal said breathlessly as she orgasmed for the 6th time.

“Well, it’s a Saturday tomorrow. Let’s stay in and fuck each other the whole day. I’ll cook.” Janel responded.

“Fuck yes, I love you so much.” Kristal said as they continued fucking each other in the toilet, consumed by their raw passion for each other.”

Part 2 coming up!

[1uvtae]

your voice is my favorite sound (1/7 seconds) | jjk

♬ pairing: audiobook narrator!jeon jungkook x digital artist!reader

♬ genre: this part is filled with fluff and cracK but my humor is not that funny tbh- BUT so much fluff you might as well be on cloud 9 right now heehee 

♬ summary: after opening a 7-second audio file, you are more than sure you were attracted to this person you barely even know about.

♬ word count: 6.7k

♬ authors notes: merry christmas guys!!! and what is better for you all to get into the christmas spirit than me posting my first-ever fic series?!! this was written and kept in my drafts for about half a month,,,i wanted to post this next year but i'm just so excited that i couldn't wait until 2022 ;D it was such a fun experience starting this series (because yk i don't have to write so much it tires me out every time i open a 10k+ file on my laptop lol) but this was so fun!! i have all the 6 parts planned out and some even written out and we just gotta wait for my lazy ass to proofread them and edit them until they are perfect for posting :) i will try my best to at least post a part every month or maybe 2? 3? idk! but the thing i need the most right now is you guys' valuable and very precious feedback so definitely throw me some if you can. i want to get a better understanding if you guys are enjoying my current writing style or if you guys are wanting something more different because i know that i still have so much space to grow in writing and there is no better way for me to understand and get a grasp of it than having you guys,,,,my previous readers to also understand and learn that i still have so, so much learning to do!! thank you guys if you guys read this all. i love you guys so much and enjoy yvimfs series-!!

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[ 1/7 seconds in ]

it was dark into the night when you finally arrived back in your apartment, the velvet dark night was like a giant blanket that covered up the entire city, forcing everyone to close their eyes up and head into dreamland. it was 2 am and you felt more tired than ever. the graphic designing task was reaching its deadline and you could not help but to stay late at your work, trying to finish the last final touches on your piece.

closing the door behind you, you begin to change your shoes and put on your fluffy slippers, you hear your bones crack as you bend down to put the slippers on. as if you swallowed so much lifting weights, your body felt as if it was being pulled down to the ground out of tiredness. you get yourself up and hang your tote bag on the bag hook to the right, then pick up your white sneakers to place them back into the shoe rack……then your hand holding the sneakers stops in its tracks.

the entire shoe rack has been completely covered by so many different pairs of shoes, all your roommates and all disorganized and messy, so messy to the point that it would take you at least 3 minutes trying to match a pair of shoes up. from high heels to ballet flats, you could not help but to roll your eyes and get yourself to organize them to form a small spot to place your sneakers. 

you walk into your bedroom, find your pink pot and grab it to head into the kitchen, deciding to make noodles for yourself. you turn on the light for the kitchen and of course, are stunned once again. the sink was filled to the brim with pots and pans, all greasy and unwashed, at least for days. you sigh and walk closer to the sink, observing the mess closely, then turning on the tap, watching the water run into the sink, trying its best to clean the stained and very oily utensils.

within seconds, you realized what was wrong, the sink was clogged. the pure clear water is now foggy and musty. you feel the sight of how disturbing this looks rush to your already very tired mind. as if you yourself fell into the sink of water, you feel the urge to throw up at the scene. aggressively closing the tap, you walk straight to the bedroom that is locked, slamming and knocking as hard as you can. the wood of the door trembling and you know this is not a pleasant thing to do for the both of you, but you don’t care anymore. 

you don’t know how many times you knocked on the door, but enough times to make your hand feel numb and sore for the next 10 minutes. the person on the other side is still silent as ever as if you were just knocking on a grave. on someone who is unalive. but you know for sure, the person who is unalive will revive tomorrow as if they still have 9 lives left, and haunt you continuously. 

today was the you-don’t-know-how-many-times-this-has-happened time. you have completely lost count of how terrible this roommate experience had been. the first time, she did not flush the toilet properly. you were not that concerned, you just texted her, explaining it to her and asking her nicely if she can check properly next time. no response. she was always in her room doing god-knows-what. the second time was when she forgot to dry the laundry, after 2 days you found them just sitting on the floor, all wrinkly and looking like used up tissue paper. again, you knocked on her door, no response. you had to go and deal with the giant pile of almost moldy clothes yourself.

living together really is all about luck at the end of the day, because if you’re unlucky, you will probably encounter the most bizarre people. 

the most annoying thing was about the fact that she would go to the landlord about the smallest inconveniences about you. maybe if you came home too late and the sound of the key being inserted into the front door was too loud for her liking, or how you keep all your kitchen utensils in your room and explained that you did not want to share kitchen utensils with her. (because we all know how that would end up.) but gladly, your landlord didn’t seem to care about the complaints, they were just someone who wanted to lend out their house and get easy money.

you decided months ago that once the 3 month time is up and your signed contract has expired, you were going to leave this hellhole. and move as far as you can, away from this place. 

after the sink incident, you have lost your entire appetite for ramen, picking up your pot and heading back to your little safe place. back to the pure, quiet heaven. you close your eyes and try to calm down, to collect all the negative emotions you were feeling and throw it out into the pure midnight, filled with blackness.

you slowly take your phone out of your jeans pocket and sent an emoji to your best friend to start a conversion, you knew she definitely has not fallen asleep. 

sana: just got home?

y/n: yeah

you feel the urge to complain about your roommate again, the anger rushing to you again as you type furiously. 

y/n: so fucking pissed at my roommate once again omg

y/n: she clogged the entire sink  

sana: one more month to go! 

sana: just hold on <33

you smile lightly at the text and feel the emotions evaporating into the air.

y/n: what are u doing rn

y/n: still on tinder?

sana: shut up omg

sana: i’m editing the new audiobook

y/n: audiobook?

sana: yeah it’s so stressful

sana has been working as a teacher at a primary school in the central city, the kids already stress her out enough every day, but her interest and love for podcasting and digital audios never went away since uni. although teaching children already makes her mind hurt, she always tries to squeeze at least the tiniest bit of time and energy to produce and work on her true passion.

y/n: you should take a break :(

sana: ill try

she always announces that after this project, she’ll quit doing these audio things but you know, she will never, never give up this passion and love of hers.

y/n: pls you always say that and never quit

sana: cant help it

sana: its my passion and something i just cant put down

whenever sana mentions her hobby, she becomes a bigger chatterbox than she already is, talking about the newest projects and how unique and pretty the main narrator’s voice is. ‘do you want a sneak peek? his voice is so beautiful! y/n you can literally hear the details it feels like he is by my side right now like-’

you smile at how funny she is acting, as if this narrator is a literal angel. she’s using all the adjectives she can think of to describe this person and you know she’s just being her excited self, there is no such thing that crazy, being attracted to a voice is more than weird.

y/n: nah im good

you don’t even have enough patience to sit here and finish a novel, staring at digital screens filled with color has already worn out your excitement for anything. you don’t even have the time and energy to watch a movie, how does sana expect you to sit here, listening to an audiobook?

sana: YOUR LOST.

y/n: if u have the time to listen to an audiobook

y/n: u might as well have the time to be in a real relationship

sana: then you should go and be in a real relationship

you were completely taken back by her comment:

y/n: how do u expect me to be in a relationship when i barely even get the time to be in the society

sana: true lol u virgin

you chuckle lightly at the text and shut your phone, ending the conversation. there was something about having a friend and being able to start conversations whenever, and being able to end them with whatever and whenever you want to. you stretch and head to the bathroom to get ready to sleep and to pour a cup of water to fill up your empty stomach. 

slipping yourself under the soft embroidered duvet, you unlock your phone for the last time today, discovering another text from sana. it was not just a normal text, but an audio file. 

file: goodnight_mwah.mp3

it was sent 15 minutes ago.

y/n: what is this?

you patiently wait for a minute, no reply, you’re convinced she must’ve fallen asleep. you take the glass from your bedside table and take a small sip before inserting an earphone in your right ear. lastly, you click into the mysterious audio file. 

“still not asleep..? i thought i told you goodnight ages ago? hm.”

a soft light voice came through the earphone and straight into your ear, completely catching you off guard. the voice felt unreal and you felt a hesitation in the action of putting your glass back down. 

slowing your actions and trying to regain your thought system, you feel a smile creeping onto your face.

how is there a voice like this in the world?

so natural, so pure, just right. a voice that doesn’t sound forced and so gentle you want to pick it up gently in your hands, afraid it would fall into fragile little pieces. the voice was filled with a hint of honey sweetness, and it shot straight into your heart, melting like butter on hot toast. 

apologies but you think you will not be able to go to sleep feeling this numb and sweet at the same time. 

you still feel shot by the voice after 5 minutes of not moving, just sitting there on the bed, speechless. it felt as if the owner of the voice is just here with you. talking to you in your ear, and you’re very enjoying this company.

the silence in the night has never felt this loud, like drums hitting the velvet blanket of the dark night. 

or maybe it was just your heartbeat. 

[1.25/7 seconds in]

you promise you did not mean to wake sana up at midnight but if you didn’t know the owner of the voice you’ll probably get no sleep tonight. or maybe the entire week. or how long until you find out their name.

this is the third call and finally, she answered. “hey…..bestie….why are you still not sleeping…?” her sleepy voice came through the phone speaker and you immediately sit up in your spot as if someone will see your bad posture or being melted onto your bed from the voice. “hi. how did you get the audio file you sent me.”

after mentioning the word ‘audio’, sana immediately regained all her energy. “that one? didn’t i tell you?! it’s for the new audiobook. i think it’s a contemporary romance, this is the main guy and he said that to the female lead.” 

“wasn’t it good? i heard it and literally fell on my knees!” sana’s voice grew louder an dlouder with every sentence.

you clear your throat and try to sound not that impressed but, deeply you know that yes, yes it did melt. you melted so much you were going to be an entire puddle if you didn’t figure out who this narrator is.

“see!” she giggled. “i told you that he’s a literal gem!”

you didn’t even try to hide anything. “i know. or else why would i randomly call you at….lemme check….. 3:52 am.”

“hah!” sana brightly laughed and you could tell from her excitement, you’re convinced that if she was here in person she would be linking arms with you and spinning around the room like idiots. “when the entire audiobook is out, you’re the first person i will share it to babe!”

you stayed silent for a second. “can you just tell me who this narrator is in the first place?” sana was taken by surprise, obviously not expecting you to take such a  curiosity in the actor, more into the sound. “hm? what? oh. the narrator?” you hm in response. “gugu.” sana responded and you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “gugu? his name is gugu?” the name was obviously, very different from your expectations. but you weren’t sure of what you were expecting in the first place, to be honest, the thought of the beautiful voice that radiated expensiveness with ‘gugu’ just couldn’t match up in your head. 

“nonono. gugu is a fan nickname, but everyone calls him that. no one knows his real name but he goes by bluebirdgull. i heard it was inspiration from a poem? lemme go check.”

you lay back comfortably in your bed, thinking to yourself about the name and finding the smile creeping onto your lips again. or maybe it never left, you were probably smiling like an idiot the whole time anyways. “yeah,” sana’s voice came back through the phone and  you pick your phone up from the bed. “this poem, i screenshotted it, he said it in a livestream.”

[there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.] 

(taken from bluebird by charles bukowski)

you didn’t realize you were reading the poem over and over again until sana interrupted your train of thoughts that has already left your brain many minutes ago. “i’ve never seen you so interested in something, or someone. love at first sight? wait. no. love at first listen?” you kept your eyes focused on the screenshot, mumbling to her that you weren’t that creepy, you just found a voice that attracted you. “i mean, i get it. his voice is so unique and delicate its hard to not to fall for it.” sana sighs, “i must be so lucky to compose this thing with him, like do you know how hard it is for him to come and record and film an audiobook? it’s so freaking scary that man barely has any time, he only has a few works out on the internet, they’re all masterpieces!” 

you have not really taken an interest in the industry, only knowing one or two things about it, all told by sana. “...so is he an og?”

“em…….he’s not an og compared to many other narrators and voice actors but he has a scary amount of fans, weird considering he only has about 4 to 5 pieces out on the internet, i’m sure his real job is definitely not this.”

the owner of the voice started from a foggy blur, and after a little lesson by sana, you feel the fog start to clear up lightly. sana of course, still couldn’t stop talking, blabbering about the gossip and everything she knows about the upcoming project. you feel your eyelids start falling down from her long speech, after apologizing to her that you are too tired, you end the call only to lie down on your pillow, and click back to the audio file. 

“still not asleep..? i thought i told you goodnight ages ago? hm.”

you bring the covers up until your are completely covered by the warmness, replying the audio again. okay. yes. you are going to sleep. goodnight bluebird. 

feeling the urge to respond to his voice, you completely muffle your head into your pillow, the corners of your lips forming a huge smile that you could not control a bit. 

all over a fucking voice y/n. you fell right deep into a blockhole, and into the feeling of love. 

the sun peeks through the curtains when you feel opened your eyes. you stretch well and the first thing you did was to unlock your phone. you didn’t have work until the afternoon,so the mornings are always comfortable and extremely casual, it was nearly noon and you know it’s because you literally could not fall asleep last night. the thought of the reason why you couldn’t fall asleep popped into your head. you widen your eyes as you remember what’s on your phone. your ‘lover’. your ‘lover’ from a night ago, as if he planted a seed in your phone, where the seed travels to the back of your head, blossoming on your spine, attached to your mind. (it’s more as if you were attached to it, but who cares. 

bluebirdgull.

perhaps…

you fell in love with a voice…?

your heart thumps louder in your chest and you grab your phone to tap open twitter. searching ‘blueb-’ the first suggestion that popped up was him. you did not expect his name to pop up so quickly, especially when you haven’t even fully typed his name in the search box. 

his profile picture was simple. the scenery of the lake being connected to the mountains from far. the sun making perfect natural lighting for the photo, the clouds forming different unique shapes, as if they were posing for the picture. his bio was even more simple than the profile picture. just one word: solo.

you know what solo means from sana. she explained that solo workers have no company when they are working on narrating or acting. they have no professional editors nor any contract signed, they can quit anytime and can start anytime. 

you scroll down, he had less than 200 tweets, just advertisements that he was probably forced to retweet. no daily activities or photos. not even season greetings. the only pinned post was his work email and that he goes on some live streaming app every 8 pm Friday. although the man’s posts were simple and minimalist, each post had been liked and retweeted so many times. in less than an hour, you have gone through all his tweets and read all of them carefully, not missing a word. he seems like such a mysterious person, maybe that’s why people like him. they want to discover him, they want to get to know him. 

you hesitate before tapping the ‘Follow’ button, then hitting it lightly. this is the second encounter with him, and definitely not the last. you need to create more interactions, that are not one-sided. infinite interactions are the way to go! while you were brushing your teeth, you went through some of the comment sections, finding that most of the comments were made and written by younger audiences. you repeated them in your mind and edited them the way you would’ve written them or said them, discovering that maybe you can do these creepy comments better than these young girls, you smile to yourself dumbly. 

in the afternoon, you head to work like usual. you love your work, being a digital art artist means you can do anything based on your creation, as long as it meets the criteria, you didn’t need to maintain conversations with anyone. headphones and blue light glasses is the weapons used to escape the real world. you would bed blasting your Spotify playlists this time, but this afternoon, you got a copy of his audiobook. 

while listening to his voice, you have to contain yourself from smiling or giggling while drawing so your coworkers won’t think you have some serious concerning issues. the voice of him rings in your hear with every syllable and it is almost impossible for you to keep a straight face during the listening process. listening to his audiobook, you feel as if you were there in the story. it’s unreal and fascinating how a voice can make you feel. 

you want to beat up the past you right now. how could you not listen to your good friend sana?! if you didn’t listen to her last night you probably would’ve missed such a treasure. 

face burning, heart beating nonstop, your smile growing bigger every second although it seems impossible, you didn’t even realize it was already the evening when your coworker asked you if you wanted to order takeaway, forcing you to leave your dreamland and back into the bland, boring reality. 

“what?” you take your earphone out of your ear and slightly turn towards your coworker. your coworker pauses for a second and regains his trail of thoughts. the smile on your face is still slightly there. “oh. uh. what do you want for takeaway?” 

“the usual. chinese vegetable stir fry on rice.” he nods. “okay.” 

you unlock your phone to venmo the money to him and also to check for any twitter updates from him. and of course, as expected, nothing. after the afternoon session, you realized that all the female narrators he has been working with have very feminine and unique voices too. and you could not help but wonder if he prefers more of a voice like that, and you are very different to that. your voice will never sound like that even if you try to squeak your voice up. you find that maybe your voice is your new insecurity. and from the experience you had when you fell in love with his voice, you can’t help but question if he is also, very attracted to voices. 

and suddenly a thought hits your head as you click open his direct message box.

your fingers dash across the screen as you try to fit all the words into suitable sentences and wording. 

after hitting the send, you relax back down into your seat and read the message all over again. 

“Hello. I am sorry to interrupt you, but my ears had finally convinced me after a whole day and night, my ears told me, they really want to get to know you. I hope you can answer my ears and get to know them when you have spare time. Thank you.”

[1.5/7 seconds in]

it has been 2 days. two long and dreadfully long days and you have not received a response from mr bluebirdgull. in the last 48 hours, you have refreshed twitter more times than you have refreshed it in the 3 years you have downloaded it. and the thought that he probably doesn’t check dms pops into your head. or even worse, the pinned tweet explained that all important conversations can be contacted by email or dms. so clearly, he had ignored your paragraph.

you read the paragraph over and over again, isn’t it a nice introduction? isn’t it cute?

“cute my ass,” sana’s loud laughter came through the phone. “that’s so funny, why did you think something like this would get his attention?!” you were eating your lunch bento that you made for yourself this morning. dipping the egg roll in sauce, you took a bite. “then what should i do?”

 sana thinks for a minute. “i think you went too fast. you don’t know what he looks like! you don’t even know where he is from. or how tall. or if he’s pretty or not. maybe he’s married? maybe he’s got a girlfriend. you can’t just go completely crazy about him after only hearing his voice through a digital audio file.” 

you finish chewing on your food. “i’m literally going crazy! you don’t want to imagine how many times i have listened to his audiobooks. like i have one of his works out of his super-duper small collections of works on. when i sleep, when i eat, when i work. you know that if i fry an egg on a pan over and over again, it’s gonna burn, duh. but weirdly this doesn’t burn. no matter how many times i listen to his voice, i don’t get tired of it, i want to get to know him.”

all your coworkers have left to go out for food, and it was just you in the large office, complaining. 

you sigh and continue. “i tried the other voice actors you recommended to me, nope. i had a straight face the whole time, but this seagull- bluebird- he’s different!” 

“sana please! i wanna get to know him…! please please please.” sana giggles, “i didn’t think you were going to be this crazy, y/n.” she thinks to herself for a second. “what if he’s shorter than you though.” 

“that’s okay, i just- dunno. wanna get to know him.” 

“girl-”

sana knows what you’re like, once you have made up a mind, it’s not going to change. it’s strange and magical to her how dedicated you are. completely obsessed with a voice, desperately wanting to know the person behind this voice that had opened a window in your senses and shone right in, filling you up with the curiosity to who the voice is coming from, to the point where you are trying to climb the ceilings just to discover what’s outside.

and you find it crazy too, why are you like this?

that night back to the apartment, sana mentioned that she got the news from a coworker that has worked with bluebird before, that his currentl relationship status is indeed single. and sana screamed at you to hop onto a texting app that you have long forgotten that you used once in high school. 

sana: right now! log on! 

sana’s attitude raised your heartbeat, you felt a pit of worrying grow in your stomach as you clicked on the icon, seeing the notification that sana has pulled you into a group chat.

catching a glimpse of the group chat name, you were filled up with confusion. ‘<begin> audiobook production team.’ wanting to go back to the chat with sana and ask her about the situation, someone has already mentioned you in the group chat.

holding your breath, you tapped onto the group chat,it was the admin of the group that has mentioned your existence in the group. 

[director] sunflowerlili: welcome our new artist @134y/n340, please change your groupchat nickname~

you feel question marks float above your head into the atmosphere. 

[editior #1] sweetsana: hehe, trust me…y/n is such a great digital art creator

you feel even more question marks fly out of your head. you pause for a light minute and switch the apps back to messages. 

y/n: what is happening

sana: im helping u 

y/n: ???

sana: literally go check the group chat members.

you switch again to check through the list of members, from the producers to the many editors, everything seemed so normal and organized, swiping through the list, you are concerned if sana just wanted to fool you. until a very familiar name popped into your vision:

bluebirdgull.

your eyes lit up as you read the username over and over again, controlling yourself to not scream , you switch back to discuss with sana.

y/n: you’re kidding me?! that’s him? 

sana: duh ofc it’s him

sana: he sends all his files to this groupchat 

sana: you better thank me for giving you this opportunity to work with us i had to spend half an hour trying to convince lili that you are a suitable artist

y/n: crying

y/n: i am so blessed to have you as my girl friend

sana immediately responded back: this is the last time i will help you, no matter if he’s 3 foot or a complete jerk

sana: i will have no responsibilities

you feel the thought that you will have to illustrate their cover pictures and banner posters hits you. 

y/n: wait….i have to illustrate?

the thought of drawing the voice actor you are very attracted to swallows you. will this be embarrassing? will he not like the art? will you seem too unprofessional?

sana: yeah, u were always so good at art anyways

sana: it’s basically muscle memory for u at this point lol

y/n: …

the main point isn’t drawing at this point, the most important thing right now is how to get mr bluebirdgull’s attention.

you immediately get to work, changing your nickname in the group chat and sending your first message. 

[digital artist] 134y/n340: @everyone Hello! i will put all my effort into my art :D thank you for the welcome!

hitting send, you find the profile that you’ve been staring at for a long time and click on it. his profile picture was the exact same as his twitter. then you find that the location of his was set at the city right next to yours. less than an hour away. 

was this fate?! you bite your lip without realizing it, and hit the friend request button. now you have an identity that doesn’t make it weird. you’re his digital artist now, you don’t have to write some dumb pick up line such as “my ears told me, they really want to get to know you.”

in the next five minutes, you stared at the friend request screen so intense that the phone might as well turn into a black, dark hole and suck you right in. you watched the grey ‘pending’ button flick to ‘friends’. he accepted!

you fall back into your bed and flutter your legs out of excitement, you could feel a flower sprout and grow in your chest. you try to calm yourself down, turning the phone off and` letting yourself take large, big breaths. 

then, unlocking, you made more intense glares at the white chat screen, figuring a suitable way to introduce yourself to your voice crush. 

@134y/n340: Mr bluebirdgull, Hello. I’m the new digital artist for begin, you can call me y/n~ a lot of the future drawings and projects will be sent to you through me for feedback and opinions, so I might interrupt you…apologies…

trying to keep it professional, you hit send with an animated bunny smiling gif, hoping that this will seem more friendly and less creepy. then you wait. 

seconds, minutes. you watch the icon pop up and start typing. 

@bluebirdgull: i’ll try.

[1.75/7 seconds in]

he answered in such a short sentence you’re sure that if you didn’t pay close attention, you wouldn’t even spot it in the corner or your phone screen.

your heart makes a thumping noise as if you had just ran 5 laps. you slowly put your phone to the side to calm down, or else it would impossible to type anything back to him. you have to go calm, or else you’re not sure what you might reply him with. it could be rows and rows of ‘AHHHHHHHHHHH’ or perhaps, a confession letter. you are not sure what you’re capable of doing if you are not calm right now.

you take 3 deep breaths and pick up your phone, your chest still rising up and down from the excitement. when your vision meets the two words in the speech bubble, the corners of your lips immediately goes into ‘automatic smiling’ mode. 

what should you text?

you cannot end a conversation just like this. you are going to make this conversation last as long as you can with this man. 

@134y/n340: thank you Mr bluebirdgull! I’ll start drafting right now, but I do have a question: what is the ideal male lead in your opinion? so I can use your thoughts in my art~

his answer was nothing but official and simple. 

@bluebirdgull: just go with the original descriptions from the novel.

after receiving the answer, you were confirmed with the fact that this man was definitely a dry texter. a conversation ender if you will. with this texting style, you are 99% sure he’s the one that ends all the conversations. or even worse, he probably just ignores them all. 

you could tell from the texts that he was not that interested, understanding that fact, you decided to work on the art instead. you cleared your throat, as if he can head your voice from the texts itself.

@134y/n340: okay! i will go and work on the drafts, when I’m finished with the lining I’ll send it to you :)

@bluebirdgull: sure.

sure.

your smile grew wider as you read the simple text over and over again. you felt as if you were going to melt into a giant puddle. feeling your blood boil, you jump off your bed to retain the iPad used for drawing that you have not picked up since you just moved into this apartment. you sit at your desk and take out your drawing pen from the first drawer and tap open the drawing app while you click open the file sana sent you of one fo the scenes with character’s descriptions. 

[dark hair and dark eyes, slight and charming smile. his black tuxedo makes a perfect contrast with the white undershirt. his hands rested on top of the girls head, gently rubbing her soft hair strands in order to calm her down.]

you feel your mind spinning around from inspiration. you lay the pad down on the desk and start sketching the body. in a moment, a proportioned male body came alive on the screen. just as sana said, this all is muscle memory, although you have not drawn a person in ages, all the strokes and line shad already been carved into your brain, perceived like a mosquito in amber. 

after finishing the base sketch, you select the eraser to erase the baselines, and just like that. the male lead went from words to voices, and lastly. an image. 

you make one-sided eye contact with the drawing, his dark eyes return the glance back, and for a split second, you felt as if gull actually looked like that. 

you reach for the pen again, adding a small dot of highlight in his dark pupils. turning the man’s unbothered and peaceful pupils into a romantic and bright glance. and you are more than sure that if someone looked at this pair of eyes, they will melt. 

of course, it would be better if he actually talked. 

you smirk and draw a white speech bubble next to his ears and enter that one sentence. “still not asleep..?

i thought i told you goodnight ages ago?”

although the words had utterly nothing to do with the drawing, and make it look weird, it doesn’t mean it isn’t a complete masterpiece. (in your opinion.)

you rest your cheek on your spare hand, biting your lip to contain a smile. It’s missing something. you thought. with the last final touches, you take your pen to draw a small stick man, standing on his shoulder and blushing. and lastly, you wrote your name in small fonts next to the stick man, with a simple arrow linking both the name and the stickman together. 

how embarrassingly exciting! 

you take your phone that has been discarded on your bed for a good moment and snap a picture of the ‘masterpiece’, way too excited to share it with sana. this embarrassingly good picture should definitely be shared with your best friend. you giggle lightly as you tap the first pinned chat, typing fastly and urgently. 

y/n: look! right now! world’s best drawing of all time! 

you sent the message and attached it with a photo of your ipad placed flat on your desk, the screen illumiating the drawing that you have just drawn of the male lead, and a small doodle of what it looks like to be a stickman, on his shoulder, labled ‘y/n’.

but something doesn’t seem as right. you waited for a good second before slowly moving your eyes from the picture on the screen….to the recipient name. your dumb smile immidiately drops and you freeze. fuck. 

you forgot that once you had finished the short and very boring conversation with gull, you had decided stupidly that you were also, going to pin him at the top of your chat recipients. you exit the chat and close your eyes for split second, hoping this was just a dumb dream and that you didn’t send the photo to bluebirdgull himself. or in fact, you didn’t even draw the picture. yes, you didn’t even start it in the first place. what are you talking about? there is no such thing as a lined sketch of him with a stickman called y/n on his shoulder…what are you even talking about there’s no such thing as-

you hear a notification sound. 

there is no way it’s him, he took at least 5 minutes to accept your friend request, there is no way he has already saw the embarrassing picture. it’s not too late to unsend it, y/n. you peek an eye open, then your other, then you slowly look down to the phone screen that you were holding on to dear life that you were pretty sure, if you had not had a phoen case on, it would’ve bursted into batteries and sim cards at this point. (infact, you would’ve much preferred that scenario, because that would’ve been much more of an pleasant experience than this.)

the only notification was from the top of your chat. you hold a breath and tap into the chat, ready to be attacked by him, or even worse, being blocked.

@bluebirdgull: ……

you quickly get yourself to unsend the photo in a swift motion. 

@bluebirdgull: why did you unsent it.

you knit your brows and slowly type out two short words.  “wrong person.” the two dark words on the light white background perfected mix into your emotions right now. grey. yes you feel grey. grey and dead.

@bluebirdgull: the picture wasn’t for me?

you hesitate. well….yes it was for him to approve….but definitely not that edition with the stickman….

you feel your thoughts go muffled as you try to form another sentence. your heart is beating like crazy and you swallow in anxiousness. 

@134y/n340: then…did you see the drawing?

@bluebirdgukk: mhm.

@134y/n340: how much did you see? did i unsent it on time? did you already click on it? 

if you had unsent it on time, he wouldn’t have seen the stickman right….?

the other side responded with a completely brutally honest and hurtful answer as if he was making fun of you. 

@bluebirdgull: i had the enough time to observe this entire ‘masterpiece’.

@134y/n340: ………………………….

that conversation had turned oddly silent. you didn’t know how to answer, do you want to sound unbothered? do you want to sound embarrassed? you aren’t someone who cannot handle conversations, being able to process words and things perfectly but right now, in front of this complete stranger, you are losing all your abilities to speak or think. your fingers travel on the keyboard, deleting and typing again, trying to figure out how to properly answer the previous text. he must’ve seen you fumble for words, so he had decided to restart the conversation himself. 

@bluebirdgull: do you like the male lead?

he asked and you regained your consciousness, with the one question he had brought you out of the dark hole that finally sucked you in after hauntign you for the past week, giving you another opportunity to chat with him. you silently sit, feeling a cold breeze blow into your room, interacting softly with your hair, with the wind hitting you, you come to the conclusion that you had to be honest with this man. the more untruthful and silent become, the more your push yourself and him apart. you answer the question with a straight and honest answer. 

@134y/n340: no.

@134y/n340: i don’t like the male lead as much as i like that sentence

@bluebirdgull; which sentence?

your face burns up when you realize what you have just said to him, your lips turned pale from how intensely you were biting down at it. “the one sentence i wrote in the speech bubble on the drawing. my friend is an editor and she had sent that one little part to me, and i loved it.”

after you hit send, the conversation went quiet for another few seconds, until a 4-second voicemail had been sent over from his side.

@bluebirdgull: *sent a voicemail*

followed by a short text. 

@bluebirdgull: this one?

(end of part 1.)

this is the next part of this seven part series!

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and until next time, thankq loveys!

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Living Room Dance Party: Creepypasta Edition

NOTICE: This post is a reupload from my old Creepypasta fanfiction blog (now my main blog). If you've seen it before, that's probably because it was posted there first! I pinky promise that I'm not stealing anything, simply moving my old work here for organization purposes.

ORIGINALLY POSTED 10/17/21

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BG anon asked:

Hi hi! I was just wondering if i could request some hcs of the creeps dancing in the living room? Like, Ben puts on some hella jams and reader pushes the furniture to the sides of the room so they can dance. Like who would join in, who would stare awkwardly, who would laugh at them etc? Thank you! -BG anon 🌸

okay FINALLY i'm getting to this request, i'm so sorry for the very very long wait. here is a playlist i made for your listening pleasure; mostly just stuff that felt very dancy when i made it. also feel free to follow me on spotify hahaa.... sometimes my playlists slap.....

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For Jeff, it mostly depends on what kind of mood he's in. If he's going all Oscar the Grouch on everyone in the mansion, then you can bet he'll bolt up the stairs the second that any sort of music comes on. Sometimes he'll even make it a point to stay sitting on the couch when you try to move it, with a dirty look to top it all off. If he is in the mood to dance, however, you can bet that he and BEN will do all types of goofy shit. Really bad waltzing, the tango, maybe even karaoke if you're lucky.

BEN is usually the instigator for dance breaks, so he's definitely going to be at the center of the action. He has a routine for every song that plays, no matter what. He's the type of guy to dance alone in his room at night (I pity whoever's room is near his on any given night) if he feels like it, so he's always prepared to pretend like he's on Dancing with the Stars with Jeff. They definitely aren't getting any perfect scores anytime soon, though.

As for Toby, it also depends on his mood. He gets kind of embarrassed if he has to dance in front of people (he's grateful that he never had to experience a high school dance), but usually BEN and Jeff can pull him into it. He needs to be sure that people aren't judging him before he can actually have fun with it, though. The guy needs constant reassurance, which his dopey friends have no problem providing most of the time.

Tim? Absolutely not. He's a no-bullshit person as it is, and he feels iffy about dancing like an idiot with other idiots. It's not his scene, but most of the songs are kind of his jam, so he probably would pretend to chaperone everyone while quietly humming along to Cyndi Lauper.

On the other hand, Brian does not give a shit about looking stupid. He's tried to pull Tim over to dance before (contributing to Tim's hatred of dance parties), but unfortunately it hasn't worked... yet. Brian definitely leads the YMCA, and will pretend to be Meryl Streep in Mamma Mia! whenever an Abba song comes on. He's the most reassuring towards Toby by far; he doesn't want anyone to feel bad about having fun. It's kind of why he's so insistent on Tim at least trying to dance.

When she's around, and in a good mood (usually when Jeff is in a bad mood), Jane is totally down to dance. She kinda digs musical theater, and definitely participated in high school plays, so she loves singing along to any song that comes on. She knows how to do the hand jive from Grease and will totally participate in recreating a performance of Super Trouper with Brian and any other willing volunteers.

Natalie loves to watch everyone dance, but it also isn't really her scene. If someone pulls her in to dance, she wouldn't be too enthusiastic about it, but she'd try to have fun with it anyway. She prefers sitting on the couch and grooving to the music, and maybe even taking a few pictures of everyone having fun to save for later.

Nina takes dance parties very seriously. She can and will start a dance battle, and she'd have fun with it even if she loses. She isn't really a very good dancer; it's more like she flails and jumps around. But it's fun for her, and it's fun to watch! Her happiness is very infectious to the people around her, so even people in a sour mood will at least appreciate her enthusiasm.

Dance parties are usually EJ's cue to leave. As much fun as he would find it under different circumstances, he just usually isn't in the mood. He would need to have strong friendships with everyone in the mansion in order to be even a little outgoing. So yeah, he pretty much evaporates once things get a little bit crazy. Maybe one day he'll be comfortable enough, but that isn't anytime soon.

LJ, however, relishes dance parties. His dance moves are a little weird, to say the least, and he wasn't all that familiar with any of the songs on the playlist at first, but as these little dance breaks got more frequent he familiarized himself with them. His favorite is probably the Love Shack. Like Nina, LJ's enthusiasm is infectious, so everyone has a little more fun whenever he's around.

Helen... hell no. In a private room with people that he is comfortable with? Maybe. But in the living room of the mansion with multiple people that he isn't close with at all? Absolutely not. He might watch a little forlornly from the top of the steps, and maybe even quietly hum along to the music, but unless someone pushes his social boundaries he's staying where he is.

Liu, like Natalie, isn't much of a dancer. He's also much less of a social butterfly, so he isn't going to be getting up and dancing anytime soon. He knows and loves all of the songs, but he will stay glued to the couch. Liu won't even move with a bribe. He just likes watching everyone have fun; it makes him happy!

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Haikyuu & the song they use to turn you on HCs

Warnings: has NSFW themes, there are some timeskip! spoilers

Characters this part contains: Karasuno Team (including: Ennoshita, Kinoshita and Narita. I plan on including Kiyoko, Yachi, Coach Ukai and Takeda in another part)

A/N: all pairings are X GN!Reader! This idea just popped randomly into my head when I was listening to music one night to help me go to sleep and I really enjoyed writing this so I hope you all enjoy it too! This is going to be a little series thing of headcannons!

Sawamura Daichi: Pony — Ginuwine

Have y’all seen magic Mike? Bc magic Mike is nothing compared to magic Daichi

I just imagine that one night y’all were sitting watching Magic Mike and you were drooling over the strippers in the movie and he catches your reaction and goes “well I’m gonna show them” in his head

So one night after work you open the door and find a note telling you to go to the bedroom so you go and sit on the bed and just hear Pony start playing

You’re really confused and then the door to your bedroom opens up again revealing a Daichi in a sexy cop uniform, wearing his police cap and twirling his work handcuffs around in his hand

He does a little strip show for you and let’s just say you’re glad you don’t have to go to work the next day because you spent all night riding his pony

Koushi Sugawara: LIKE I WANT YOU — Givēon

You two would be having a little makeout session and once it starts getting more heated Suga will grab his phone

Of course you’ll be confused bc you’re straddling him and this guy is on his phone

Before you question his actions Like I Want You starts playing

He chose this song bc one night when you two were out clubbing this song played and it just led to a really fun night (if you know what I mean)

Safe to say the song had the same effect on you as it did that night

Azumane Asahi: Love On the Brain — Rihanna

He remembers one day you were playing this song while you were cooking and the way you were swaying your hips just drove him wild

He added the song to his playlist IMMEDIATELY after seeing you dance to it

One day you’re helping him organize his designs and he has his playlist on shuffle

He grabs his phone and looks for the song, once he finds it he grabs you close and plays the song

He puts his hands on your waist and sways with you to the song whispering in your ear how much he enjoyed seeing you dance to it the other day

Yuu Nishinoya: Earned It — The Weeknd

He is beyond prepared for this moment

I mean he actually has a playlist named “Songs to Have Sex to w/ Y/N”

I wish I was joking

He always plays this song when he’s in the mood bc it just reminds him of you

And it reminds him of 50 Shades and he likes that movie

So whenever this song plays he’ll drag you to the bedroom and seduce you there

Ryūnosuke Tanaka: Can’t Get Enough of Your Love — Barry White

This man wanted to spice things up and change things up to turn you on

So he did what any guy in his position would do

He asked his sister

To fuck with him she told him to put on some Barry White or Lou Rawls or any singer with a deep voice

So what does he do? He finds “the perfect song” by Barry White and plans to play it when you come over

You come over and once you open the door to his room and he starts playing the song

You look at him while Barry White is speaking before actually singing in the song and Tanaka’s on the bed in his boxers laying like “paint me like one of your French girls”

You try so hard not to laugh because he really did try but a few giggles slip out

He quickly stops that by throwing you onto the bed and shows you not to laugh at his antics ever again

Afterwards he’s like “you don’t like deep voices like his?”

Chikara Ennoshita: Drunk In Love — Beyoncé

Hisashi Kinoshita: I’ll Make Love To You — Boys II Men

Kinoshita is a passionate lover

He’s used to being put on the back burner so every chance he gets with you he wants to make you feel like you’re the only person in the world

Especially intimately

He refuses to refer to sex as just sex with you it’s “making love”

Since he has this song in his playlist he plays this every time to get you in the mood

Kazuhito Narita: Slow Motion — Trey Songz

One day when you two were driving home you had the AUX and this song started playing

He saw your reaction and how you kept looking at him when this song was playing so he kept it in mind and added it to a special playlist

So every time you get stressed out over assignments or anything he plays this song and helps you destress

Or whenever you two come back from a little dinner date he plays this song and shows his appreciation for you

Tobio Kageyama: You’re The First, The Last, My Everything — Barry White

He has played volleyball highlights thinking it’ll get you in the mood

He texts his sister for help... yes he also tells his sister about your sex life

She sends him this song to mess with him and poor baby believes this will do the trick

When you are getting ready to lay down in your shared bed he plays the song on your speakers and just looks at you

You don’t know how to react so you two are just looking at each other

“Does this turn you on?” “Not really, I don’t want to hear another mans voice when I’m trying to have sex with you”

You two get past this moment and enjoy each other

You make a playlist for him with better music

Shoyo Hinata: Feeling Myself — Beyoncé and Nicki Minaj

Like Kageyama he has also played volleyball highlights thinking it’ll turn you on

He still keeps contact with everyone from Karasuno so he texts Noya for some help

Noya tells him this is the song to help out

When you get the chance you better thank Noya because it helped a lot

But during the middle of sex all you hear is “tired of the ads?”

Like you are a professional volleyball player and you can’t afford Spotify Premium?

Kei Tsukishima: Redbone — Childish Gambino

At first he was gonna let Jurassic Park play in the background

And you’re just like “no, you’re with dinosaurs all the time”

He goes through his playlist and after a while he finds this song

He remembers one day you blatantly said you’d have sex to this song

Once this song starts playing he throws his phone to the side and starts kissing your neck to get down to business

Tadashi Yamaguchi: Ride — SoMo

You two send playlists to each other every once in a while

One day you accidentally sent him your sex playlist

He kept it saved and couldn’t keep the first song on the playlist out of his mind

He texted you one day to meet him in the bedroom

Once you walked in you heard this song and he was laying on the bed in his boxers

Once you two made eye contact he winks at you and says “come on, let’s do what the song says”

A/N pt2: sorry this took forever to make, I had writers block (I blame my haircut for that). I hope you all enjoy the first installment of this series! Thank you for checking this out

— Dee <3

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