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fosterkidwiththebrokenjaw · 3 years

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funnel of love | part 2

pairing | Jake Kiszka x Female Reader

summary | ok so the guitarist was looking at you like that

word count | 6k

warnings | explicit sex (18+ only plz!!), alcohol consumption

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aaaa next part next part!! thank you guys for being so supportive of the first part, I hope this one is just as fun, if not even more >:)

also, for your listening pleasure, this is the song I've been listening to while writing that I named my fic after ✨

part 1

part 3

part 4

epilogue

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The five of you start the short journey to the bar as you take the lead with Jake, his hand warm in yours. You can hear the boys snickering behind you as Jake pulls you closer, pressing you into him to protect you from the cool autumn air. Your cheeks were flushed from the cold, hiding the fact that you were steadily falling deep into the funnel of love that was directing you straight towards Jake Kiszka, no way of climbing back out at this point. You let yourself warm up in the fuzzy feeling of it all as you press on through the soft glow of early midnight hours.

You enter the bar with everyone trailing you like little ducklings, chirping and eager to get inside. You’re immediately greeted by reviving warmth across your skin and the smell of alcohol lingering in the air. This bar had always been your favorite. The atmosphere was effortless and no matter the crowd or night, you could show anyone a good time—even your little gaggle of rockstars.

You lead them all to your favorite table by the front window where you’d often come to just people watch as the streets of New York bustled on the other side of the hazy glass. There were only two stools so you let yourself take a standing position, letting the boys fight over them until they’re claimed by Sam and Danny.

You shove yourself in between the twins, letting them both warm your shoulders as you recover from the chill outside. Everyone immediately falls into some argument about who fucked up the most during tonight’s show, letting you chime in with your opinions as an audience member, too (it was decidedly Josh, who forgot lyrics to multiple songs somehow). Jake’s hand finds yours under the table to run his thumb over your knuckles as the skin on your arms raises with easy sparks.

You’re still desperate for the soft quell of a drink or two as you press yourself away from the table, letting Jake’s hand fall from yours as you let your feet carry you towards salvation. Your mind slips completely away from you as you move across the sticky floor, trying to process the absurdity of your night so far. None of it felt real and you were so sure that it was all going to come crumbling down, the walls of your dream falling into empty morning light.

You brace yourself on the edge of the slick countertop as you address the deep throbbing in your head and in your stomach as you start to realize how truly close you are to getting this boy back to your bed. The bartender comes up to you in the middle of your haze, cocking her head with a sympathetic look as if she knows exactly where your mind could possibly be in that moment.

“Looks like you could use a shot,” reaching down to grab a tiny glass from under the counter. “Or two, actually. On me,” she adds with a wink.

“Honestly yeah give me what you got. Make it tequila, please. And also five Stella’s while you’re at it. Gotta keep the boys fed, too,” you add with a nod back in their direction.

She promptly places the two shots in front of you with a salt shaker and a slice of lime. “One of them is staring at you like he’s ready to swallow you whole,” she comments before turning back to retrieve the beers from the fridge at the other end of the bar. You don’t even dare to glance back, your focus set on getting these shots in you before you return to Jake and his pretty face and those eyes that would absolutely not stop staring you down.

You lick a stripe across the back of your hand, reaching for the salt before a quick hand comes in and grabs it from your reach. You look up to see Jake in front of you, giggling at the sight of you ready to knock back two shots on your own.

“So kind of you to get me a shot too!” he beams before mirroring your last move, licking a stripe along his hand and shaking the salt out along it. He reaches for your hand next, carefully licking another line along the same spot to re-wet it, shaking out some salt for you too. The feeling of his tongue across your skin sparks something in your core, a small flame deep and dull.

“Wait I only got one lime, lemme get you one, too.” Jake stops you before you can turn your head, tugging his hand against yours to bring your attention back to him.

“No it’s fine, I got it all worked out.” He leaves you no time to protest as you watch him lean in to lick the salt from your hand instead of his own, dragging his tongue across your skin at an agonizing pace. He pulls his head back to down his shot, taking the lime between his lips with a lewd sound. You watch silently as he sucks the juice out of it, a slight heat pooling between your legs thinking about his tongue against you and what that little slice of lime might feel like right now, sucked in between his lips.

He keeps his eyes on you, placing the drained lime down on the counter with his empty glass. “Your turn!” he says with a cocky grin, his hand still wrapped in yours.

You’re grateful for the shit lighting of the bar as your face flares, pulling yourself out of your crude thoughts to muster up a response. “And where’s my lime exactly?”

“Just take the fucking shot, y/n. Too scared to take it straight?”

You’re not a fucking quitter so you decide to just go for it, bringing the back of his hand up to trail your tongue over the strip of salt, taking in the taste of his skin under it all while still holding his eyes in yours, his mouth falling open just the tiniest bit as he sucks in a quick breath. You pick up your glass and knock it down with force, head tipping all the way back to drain it completely. When you bring your face back to meet his, he immediately pulls you in, placing his lips against yours.

Your eyes fall shut as you let him work your mouth open, sliding his tongue in over yours, letting you take in the full effect of the lime. The burn from the tequila and the small flame in your stomach are immediately replaced by the citrus on his lips and a much deeper fire within—a fire you already know is going to linger until something’s done about it.

You finally separate from each other at the sound clanking of bottles against the bar, opening your eyes to his before snapping them back to the bartender to hastily pay for the first round.

She gives you another wink as she takes your cash, “told you two shots could do you some good.”

Before you can process any of what’s just happened, Josh is forcing himself between the two of you. “Next round’s on me,” he announces, pulling all five bottles into his arms at once. “Also, you guys weren’t that slick, just by the way.” He leaves you both at that, a fire returning to your cheeks before Jake pulls you out of your embarrassment.

“So how many beds does this apartment of yours have exactly?”

“Well, there’s enough room for three people to sleep in the living room….” your words trail off, not exactly sure how you expected this part to go when you offered up your apartment earlier in the night. “My bed can fit someone else, though. It’s not that small.” Your eyes flick up to Jake’s, your chest tightening at the realization that there’s still a chance he won’t want to spend the rest of the night pressed against you. Sure, everyone including you could see his hunger for you spread all across his face since the moment you met, but what if you were still wrong somehow? The “what if” of it all kept you frozen in your spot, anxious for his next words.

Your eyes are totally blank as you watch him for an answer before he finally responds, “great so I’ll throw Josh in your bed, and I can stretch out on the couch.” He lets out a soft laugh as your face twists, somehow letting his sarcasm fly over you while wrapped up in your own reeling thoughts. His hand comes back for yours, pulling it up to place it around his jaw, just barely pressing it into your palm. “I’m just kidding, y/n. I would love nothing more than to spend the night in your bed with you.”

Your face softens and your chest lets go, letting your hand press further into his cheek on its own accord. You drag your thumb across his lips, still glossy from you and the lime, your mind snapping itself back to the kiss you shared barely a minute ago. “So when do we get to do that again?”

“You tell me, pretty girl. You’re the one with the keys to the castle.”

You’re so ready to tear out of there at the sound of his words dripping from his mouth like a seductive threat, but you let yourself give in to the sounds of conversation back at the table, the promise of a beer or two before you bed Jake too attractive to pass up at that moment.

“Two more drinks and you’re on, Kiszka,” you shoot at him with a playful smirk.

“I’m holding you to that.”

The two of you move back to the group in easy unison, Sam commenting on your return first, “oh we thought for sure you guys were gonna make a break for the bathroom together before coming back to join us.” You refuse to fluster at his comment this time, accepting the fact that you and everyone else knew you were destined to end up in bed together by the end of the night.

“Hmm, no. the bathroom walls here are too thin. Didn’t wanna embarrass Jake like that.” You watch Jake’s cheeks turn a deep pink and you revel in your control of the moment as your lips turn up into a smug grin. You let your anxieties ease, giving into their remarks and jokes as you finish your first round of drinks, Jake keeping a soft hand somewhere on your body at all times.

“Alright, I’m getting us more drinks before the two of you actually make a run for it,” leaving the table to retrieve another round of beers. ”Y’all are like teenagers in love already and it’s disgusting,” he throws back over his shoulder.

“Good,” Jake responds, wrapping his arms around you over your shoulders so your back is against his chest, the top of your head resting against his cheek. “I live to disgust you, Josh!”

You let Jake hold you there for as long as he’s willing before Sam speaks up, “Are the two of you physically able to separate at this point or is that gonna kill you guys?”

Jake removes his arms from you to reach over towards Sam, giving him a solid punch. “Shut up, Sam. Not my fault you’re so lonely these days.” You admittedly mourn his arms around you—so warm, so strong. You practically could have fallen asleep in that state if left there long enough.

“You know, I don’t think I would die, but Jake might at this point. Is he always this clingy?” you jest, prompting a sharp elbow to your rib cage. Well worth it, though, as you get a good laugh out of Sam and Danny.

“He’s only this clingy when he’s had too much to drink. Two drinks is really his limit, his brain never really developed past the ripe age of 17 so we have to keep an eye on him. Really sad story honestly”

Something about Danny’s joke gets you in the moment, forcing a laugh out of you louder than you expect before you’re able to tone it down. Josh returns at the same time, 5 beers in his arms yet again, placing them carefully on the small tabletop as everyone reaches for another bottle. You practically down half of it on the first sip, stopping yourself before you can down the whole thing.

Your mind was buzzing pleasantly from the alcohol when Jake’s lips comes up to brush past your ear, “so when is it my turn to make you scream like that?” Your face completely drains, unsure of how to respond to his request.

You dig your fingertips into his thigh pressed next to yours, turning up to his face to whisper a response, “who says I’ll be the one screaming?” He looks like he’s ready to devour you right then and there—ready to throw you over his shoulder and fuck you in whatever secluded corner he could find first.

You take pleasure in his deadly stare as you pick up your beer, locking his eyes in his as you wrap your lips around the top before knocking back the second half of it in one easy go. “You better finish yours quick, baby. I’m not gonna wait around for you all night.”

He complies with your request, draining his bottle as if it’s the final key to getting you out of your clothes. Of course, there’s no subtlety in any of your actions anymore, both of you scrambling to put jackets back on and grab your things while everyone else still has a good half a drink left. Your desire to pull Jake back home was surely evident to everyone in the fucking bar at this point, not just at your table.

Jake snakes his arms around your waist from behind as you dig for your spare key, swaying you back and forth with his chin hooked over your shoulder as your mind slips away from you in easy bliss. Your fingers keep searching until they discover the key shoved in the bottom corner of your bag, pulling it out to pass off to whichever boy seemed the most capable of keeping track of it for the night.

“I have exactly one extra key on me so if you guys lose it, you lose your place to sleep.” You place it on the table, sliding it towards Danny, who seems like he’s the most responsible at that moment, even in his inebriated state.

“Aw, you guys are leaving us already? I literally just got us more drinks. Are we not fun enough for you anymore?” Josh’s words come out tinged with humor, but still seemed genuinely disappointed to see you leave.

You place your hand on his shoulder as if consoling a small child, “I’ll make you breakfast in the morning if you guys ever make it back to my place. We can hang out again then, Josh, I promise.” He lets you leave at that, the three of them cracking whatever last jokes they could throw at you guys before Jake is practically dragging you backward away from the table.

The two of you spill out of the bar together, the deep autumn chill barely registering as your body flares with unabashed anticipation. Your hand finds Jake’s again, squeezing it in yours as you pull him back home down misty concrete as the night starts to shift into early morning hours.

• • • • • • • • •

The four flights of stairs up to your apartment go faster than they ever had before, Jake right on your heels as the two of you practically sprint around the winding staircase. You make it inside, door barely closing before he has you pinned against the wall of the dim entryway, the sharp edges of his face illuminated only by the light that seeps in through the windows from the street below.

Heated breaths fill the space between the two of you as your eyes take in his face, so close to yours. You don’t fight it when he breaks that space, pushing through to press his lips against you as a leg comes up between your thighs. The pressure is overwhelming up and to the point of pain, forcing a strangled whine from your lips as he bites down on your bottom lip.

His kisses come down to your neck, leaving a sloppy trail as you peel off your jacket to allow him better access. His hands come up to grip your waist under your shirt, slowly dragging you back and forth against his thigh. You let out a curse under your breath and thread your fingers into the hair at the base of his neck, holding him against you in fear of him ever taking his mouth off your skin. Your moans come out soft and slow as he works at your neck with intent, letting you breathe into his hair to reduce your noise from traveling out to any unsuspecting neighbors beyond your front door.

His kisses turn into small bites, eliciting a sharp gasp from you as your vision starts to haze over. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” His voice comes out a deep whisper laced with lust through a hot breath, the skin of your neck buzzing with the intoxication of it all. You nod eagerly while your hips push down on their own accord, your sounds slipping into something more desperate in tone and octave.

He releases his grip on your waist, letting his hands trace up the sides of your torso, pulling your shirt up with them until it’s coming up and over your head. The cool air of your apartment hits your skin, allowing your brain a moment of clarity as the realization of your current circumstance hits you. You really pulled The Jake Kiszka from your tiny spot in a sea of people, and you did it well enough to get him into your apartment and nearly into your fucking soul.

Your second of clarity is gone all at once as the heat of his hands moves back to your body, fingers pulling up under the strap of your bra, his skin electric against yours.

“What am I gonna do with you?” His words come out both as a threat and a genuine question, letting the strap snap back with a slight sting. You know in that moment that you would let him do anything and everything with you—and he knows it too. He rakes his eyes down your body, contemplating his options before moving back into your swollen lips, fingers coming up to trace careful circles against the peak of your nipple pressed against the thin fabric of your bra.

Jake’s musings against your sensitivity combined with the aching pressure of your clit still dragging against his thigh leaves your mouth stuck open in a soft ‘o’. Your hands run down the length of his smooth chest to meet the last couple of buttons still done at the bottom of his shirt, undoing them in a haste to claw your way into his skin. He finishes the job himself, letting his shirt hit the ground before bringing his hand back up to its place over your breast, leaving a soft pinch at the peak.

You were already a moaning mess before his voice comes out hot against your mouth, soft eyes glued to your face to watch your expressions fluctuate through your high. “C’mon baby you’re so fucking close, just a little bit more. I wanna watch you come undone for me.”

That last bit is all you need before your insides unravel, a sharp buzz spreading through your limbs as your legs start to lose feeling and your hands grip the back of his neck before you fall over completely. Jake holds your eyes in his before they roll back in your head, his mouth diving in to swallow the first of your weak moans, already well aware that they won’t be the last of the night.

You’re not even a little surprised you could reach such an intense state still in your jeans. Truly this was a buildup of hours of a deep hunger that couldn’t have been that difficult to feed.

Jake holds your weight as the rest of your body goes slack, helping you ride out the rest of your first orgasm on his leg before pulling you off the wall, letting you clumsily push him back through the door of your room as you reach behind him to turn on the soft lamp in the corner, your eyes locked on his face the entire time.

His legs hit the edge of your bed, forcing him down and placing him right in front of your heat, still throbbing from your time against the wall. Without skipping a beat, he pulls you close by your belt loops, placing you firmly between his legs. His eyes flick up to yours before bringing his face against your abdomen, placing hot kisses above your jeans as he moves to unbutton them. He works them down your legs, briefly breaking contact with your skin to push them to the floor, letting you kick them out of the way along with your shoes.

He’s immediately back against you, warm tongue pressing further down your body, forcing your mouth open as his hands grip your hips. His right hand slowly moves its way down across the top of your thigh before sliding between your legs, urging them apart. Your breath hitches in your throat as his fingers press up against your clit through your underwear, already soaked through.

“Ready to go again, baby?” he hums against you, the vibrations of his voice sending shockwaves from your core to your fingertips. Your body was on fire and you could hardly make out a response as his fingers found their way under the side of the fabric, your mouth falling back open with the smallest sound before bringing your hands up to him. One hand weaves through the front of his hair as the other finds its way to his shoulder, stabilizing yourself before your legs could give out on you again. “So ready, Jake. So fucking ready,” you finally manage to push out through bated breaths.

You throw your head back as Jake glides his fingers through your folds, smooth and precise, watching you from below with dark eyes, mouth never leaving your skin. The slip of his fingers against you is completely mind-numbing as you feel your legs start to give out yet again.

“Jake, wait fuck—“ you muster, pulling his head back by his hair, forcing him to look at you. “I want more of you this time. I want all of you at once,” the words slipping out between soft mewls. “I need you to fuck me, Jake.” His eyes turn dark with a cruel grin, slowing the pace of his fingers as he ponders for a moment.

“Hmm, are you ready for me to fuck you, though?” suddenly moving his fingers back and pressing one into you, your eyes fluttering shut with a weak gasp. “I don’t know if you are, sweet girl. I think you have more to give before I can fuck you.” Your hands grip him tighter as he curls his fingers inside of you, eyes squeezing shut in a state of bliss as he lets you work yourself down against his hand, feeling yourself start to unravel yet again. His mouth is back on you, panting slow circles with his tongue while you tighten your grip on his body.

The moment is over too soon, Jake removing himself from your body completely, leaving you in pathetic sobs at the loss of contact.

He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties to pull them down in a single swift motion before pushing himself up the bed, pulling you on top of him by your waist. His hands curl around your torso, unclasping your bra to let it slide down your arms pinned on either side of his head. You shift to help him rip it off completely before a hand comes up to the nape of your neck, fingers pulling through your hair as he brings you down to his lips.

His free hand grapples at your breast, the faint pain of his motions forcing a moan as he sucks your bottom lip in between his teeth. You let your tongue dip into his mouth for a long minute before pulling together enough willpower to peel yourself away to look him in the eyes. “Jake, please, I’m begging. I need you so bad, please.”

He gives you a smirk with a devilish glaze over his eyes. “Oh, please?” he says with a laugh, placing a final deep kiss against your mouth before dragging your body up towards his face, helping you gently place your thighs around him. “Keep begging like that and maybe you’ll get what you want,” he whispers against the inside of your thigh, placing slow kisses towards your heat before finally bringing his tongue up through your slit, lingering for a moment against your clit to watch your face contort in paralyzing pleasure.

One hand finds the wall in front of you while the other weaves back through Jake’s hair as your breathing becomes strained and desperate. It takes everything in you not to squeeze him between your legs as his quick tongue pressing into your dripping core overpowers all other senses.

His fingers dig deep into your thighs leaving you no place to go as you inevitably start to squirm against him. You knew his grip would leave little purple marks across your skin the next day, the thought pushing you even further to the edge as you feel your stomach start to flip over inside you.

“Jake, fuck, slow down—“ he brings his eyes back to yours as you force yourself to look down at the sight of him under you, somehow looking equally as fucked out as you already. “I don’t wanna come again yet, not like this.”

He licks a final stripe through you before relieving you of his mouth, generously letting you attempt to collect your thoughts through your haze. “I know you were thinking about me earlier. I know you were thinking about fucking me just like your guitar all over that stage. Show me I was right.” Your words come out as a command to which Jake was ready to comply with in full.

You let him push you off of him, falling on your back as he sits up to pull off his jeans. Your mind is spinning as you watch his slow movements, eyes snapping to his cock hard under his briefs before he’s crawling back over you, his breath hot against your face.

Whatever control you had of the situation for that brief second is gone as his fingers trace up and down your form, making you twitch under his slight touch. The sight of his swollen lips still drenched in you definitely didn’t help anything, either. He begins to kiss down your neck, leaving careful bites as he slowly laces his hands in yours, pinning both of them above your head as you let out a pained squeal.

“Oh I’m sorry was it that obvious?” his voice a deep whisper against the edge of your jaw, “as obvious as it was that you wanted to be against me that bad too?” He grinds himself down into you, forcing something from deep in your throat somewhere between a growl and a scream amid your over-sensitivity. “You’re no better at hiding your thoughts behind those pretty eyes, baby.” He kisses you hard and deep, moaning against your mouth and leaving you in choked sobs, unable to break away from his body pressed completely against you.

He moves to grip both of your wrists in one hand, the other reaching down between your legs to glide back through your slick, which had significantly increased since the last time his fingers were there. He takes note with a soft curse, his own eyes rolling back before grazing down your body to watch how you convulse under his touch. He was playing you just like his fucking guitar, and it was better than you could have ever imagined.

“Just like that Jake, fuck—that's exactly what I wanted.” You crane your face up to his, desperate to get somehow closer to him. You’re so enthralled by the feeling of his long fingers slipping against you that you let out a yelp when he moves them further back without warning, teasing your entrance before dipping two in at once. You practically scream his name as you start to arch up into him before forgetting how to force sound out of your mouth in the high of it all.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin you,” he presses against the corner of your mouth while his thumb comes up to toy with your clit, matching the pace of his digits still working inside you. “I broke two strings on stage tonight and I’m not opposed to breaking a few more inside you, too.” His words roll off his tongue as a threat, pulling the string of pleasure tighter in your core as you dip into delirium.

He frees your wrists, bringing his hand down to cup your breast, rubbing circles over your sensitive nipple before bringing his mouth down to take over. Your jaw falls open completely as he pulls it in between his teeth, leaving you a panting mess as you take in the new sensation.

You’re absolutely ravished by his motions combined with his own stifled whimpers hot against your chest, your body seizing and going limp beneath him as that string finally snaps. You come fast and hard on his fingers with a strangled scream, his name echoing around your head and out through your lips.

Your nails dig into his shoulders as he brings you back down, slowing his fingers inside of you as he watches you ride out your second orgasm, his face flushed completely with lust and something akin to hypnosis as he moves in to place a kiss just below your ear. “Just like that,” he coos against you, “but I’m not done with you yet, baby. You’re gonna come for me one more time.”

You can barely process his words before he’s moving off of you, removing his final garment before gripping your things, spreading them apart to dip down between them, his face hovering above yours again. His breath falters as he drags himself through you, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to hold back a whine.

You reach your hand up to gently cup his jaw, removing his lip from his teeth with your thumb. “Let me hear you,” you whisper. He moves his length through you again, letting out a genuine moan this time as he teases your entrance, still sucking in hard breaths as he prepares himself. Your free hand moves down to grip his waist, encouraging him to move into you. “Show me I was fucking right, Jake.”

His expression warps at your words, furrowing his brow as he lets himself sink into you painfully slow. “Fuck, y/n, feels so good—god, you’re so fucking tight.” He lets out a string of breathy whimpers as he starts to set into a steady rhythm, regaining some control as he forces a broken sob out of you, your head pressing back into the mattress. “I’m gonna let you feel how right you were, y/n.” Every single move he makes inside of you sends waves of agonizing pleasure to every edge of your body, pushing you closer to true euphoria as your thighs start to involuntarily squeeze around his body.

You could feel your body giving in again, but you weren’t about to come another time without him. You hold him against you as best you can in your own infatuated state, pressing soft praises against his neck. “C’mon Jakey, come for me now. I want to feel you completely this time.”

His thrusts become quicker and deeper at the sound of your encouragements, half-lidded eyes glued to your face in complete devotion in that moment. “How does it feel to be so right?” A hand comes up to rest under your chin, keeping you from looking anywhere but his face as he looks at you for an answer. “Are you gonna come one more time for me?”

Your hands twist into his hair as you attempt to create a response. You feel his rhythm start to fall apart as you clench around his dick, both of you ready to fall over the edge together. “Mmm feels so good, Jake,” you finally cry out, “feels so good to be right, fuck—”

You force your lips against his open mouth in a haste, finishing your response through your sloppy kisses. “I’ll come for you one more time if you come with me, Jake.” He practically screams into your mouth at that, the feeling of him filling you up sending you into hysterics as you hit your peak with him. Your eyes snap shut as your limbs thrash under him, the intensity of a third orgasm wiping you out entirely. You’re rendered speechless beneath him as his thrusts soften, the slick of everything inside you spilling down your legs as you attempt to steady your breathing.

Your eyes are still squeezed shut as he removes himself from you, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. “You did so well for me, baby. So well,” he hums into your damp skin as your fingers trace slow circles across his shoulders.

Your eyes finally fall back open as Jake moves to your side, swiping a thumb over your cheek as your body regains feeling. “Also, just in case it wasn’t already obvious, you were right. You were the only thing on my mind literally the entire show.”

“Yeah I think I gathered that much,” you respond with a weak laugh. He presses a final kiss against your lips, standing to move towards your dresser against the wall to search for something for you to put on. “You weren’t wrong either, though.”

You watch his mouth curl up into a smug grin as he silently digs through the top drawer. Unbeknownst to him, he pulls out your favorite sweatshirt before tossing it onto you from his side of your small room. You feel yourself fall a little bit more in love with him at that gesture, some telepathic language between the two of you making itself painfully obvious in that moment.

The two of you finish readying yourself for sleep, curling up against each other under the duvet with weak limbs as you’re lulled to sleep by his slow breathing against the top of your head, a wave of deep content pulling you under at once.

part 3

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Thran-duils’ heavily encouraged dark!character writing challenge

I’ve wanted to host a writing/prompt challenge for a long time but I’ve always been too nervous (it’s a perpetual thing lmao). Well, I am taking the dive! Rules and all the information below the cut!

Credit to @santacarlahorrorshow for the lovely header! <3

RULES

1. This challenge is 18+. Seriously, don’t be a dick and ignore this rule.

2. Following that, all characters and reader insert are to be 18+

3. I really, really, really encourage dark!characters or dark!reader or both (soft!dark, dark, heavy!dark) for this but they do not have to be if that makes you uncomfortable. A lot of these prompts are going to be leaning towards dark but there are ways to not utilize them that way I’m sure!

4. These fics are to be reader insert.

5. Fandoms accepted are: Supernatural, Marvel, The Walking Dead, and Lord of the Rings verse (I’m begging for some Thranduil here lmao no shame).

6. All characters welcome! But please do not use real life actors for this!

7. Please do not write beastiality. That’s really the only thing I’m gonna be like “plz don’t” kink about.

8. The fics for this must be new, not adding to an already existing story. They can be drabbles, one shots, or a starting chapter for a new series.

9. I went back and forth about this but I think I am not going to put a limit on how many people can choose a prompt. This may come back to backfire on me but one prompt just might be popular and it would be fun to see what variations can come from it!

10. Send me an ask with your prompt you would like and character/s. I will tag you next to the prompt.

11. If you need to back out of the challenge, send me a DM and I will remove you. Things happen!

12. Make sure to tag your fics appropriately if they are dark! Not only does this help people avoid triggers but also you’ve done your due diligence to tell people to gtfo and if they don’t, well, then that’s on them.

13. You do not need to be following me to participate!

14. Please tag the fics as #thranduilswritingchallenge and also tag me to make sure I see it!

15. For lyrics and quotes, please use them in the fic! If there’s breaks in the lyric, feel free to break it up in the fic though. Situations are for encouragement. I did edit one lyric, Olivia O’Brien. I put the songs next to the lyrics in case you want to listen to the song.

16. The deadline for this challenge is September 4, 2021. I will make a masterpost and I will post it either 9/5 or 9/6!

Lyric Prompts

01. “You right, I got my guy. But I, I can’t help it, I want you” (You Right by Doja Cat)

02. “Good girls don’t cry and good girls don’t lie” (Good Girls by CHVRCHES)

03. “But you keep breaking me apart” (Fabric by Half Waif)

04. “Dance like you’re not a liar” (Last Night of an Empire by Imogen Heap) 05. “Two nights in a row, now I know that it’s broken” (Two Nights by Lykke Li) 06. “I want my ring back, baby, that’s a diamond” (Violent by carolesdaughter) 07. “I’ll show you how revenge can taste so sweet” (King by Lilith Czar) 08. “It’s certified, I’m not the nice one” (The Devil by Banks) 09. “Learn to take a hint. I thought I fucking told [you]” (No More Friends by Olivia O’Brien) 10. “What have you been doing? Don’t forget I am your home” (Purge the Poison by MARINA) --> @phantomwarrior12 (Dark!Gabriel) 11. “If I ever gave you a good reason to say goodbye I would regret it” (Getaway by VINCINT) 12. “Find your way back to my bed again” (Tulsa Jesus Freak by Lana Del Rey)

13. “Stop defending me, we’ll go down together” (Night Sway by Dance Gavin Dance)

14. “Don’t apologize for things you really felt” (Love Somebody Else by lovelytheband)

15. “Feeling stuck is fucking up my sanity” (All Your Love by Sir Sly)

16. “You’re so perfect from the outside. I stalked and studied away” (Who I Am by Code Orange)

17. “I used to know you. I never got you back” (Sideways by The Anix)

18. “You show up when I’m all alone” (Numb by Kiiara)

19. “Look out the window, see what you could’ve had” (Weird Leisure by Biffy Clyro)

20. “I hope that I mean it. Doubt it, right? Yeah, so do I” (AWOL by Every Time I Die)

Quote Prompts

01. “Hold out your tongue.”

02. “Can you keep a secret?”

03. “Temper, temper…”

04. “I don’t really feel like fighting.”

05. “Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction.” – David Jones

06. “Why are there weapons in my bathroom?”

07. “Go to hell!” “And leave you here all alone?”

08. “I love you.” “Don’t do that to yourself.”

09. “Here. Hold my morals.” --> @shadowshamrock (Dark!Sam Winchester)

10. “Hungry dogs are never loyal.” --> @mdemontespan1667 (Dark!Jake Jensen)

11. “The girl I’ve heard so much about.”

12. “I was protecting you!”

13. “Just because you’re speaking in a different language doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re cursing me out.”

14. “Oh, don’t blame them. They did their best to try to kill me.”

15. “I don’t know how I would survive without you.”

16. “The whole world thinks you’re dead.”

17. “I wanted to see how you are doing.”

18. “How do we keep getting into these situations?”

19. “You stay awake, do you hear me?”

20. “I’ll hunt you down if I have to.”

21. “Do we have to do this game all over again?”

22. “I said I would be here when you need it.” ( @dollslayer -- Dark!Steve Rogers)

23. “You’re quite possibly the worst liar on Earth.”

25. “What is so urgent that you had to wake me up at 2:30am?”

26. “You know if you had just listened to me, we wouldn’t be in this situation!”

27. “Could you stop being an asshole for just a moment?”

Situation prompts

01. Reader accidentally stumbles upon character burying body and is kidnapped to keep them from talking.

02. Dom!Reader denies character multiple orgasms

03. Reader is a hired assassin and does not expect their target to thwart them with their own skills.

04. Reader and character stranded on the side of the road, night is coming.

05. Reader is ignoring character’s advances and character decides to break into their home to set up a romantic dinner.

06. Winter vacation with reader and character.

07. Mutual masturbation

08. Stormy night and the power goes out. Reader and character find a way to entertain themselves.

09. Reader keeps finding things missing from their apartment and eventually finds out who is taking them.

10. Reader and/or character are in an established relationship with someone else. Unfortunately for them, sex pollen gets in the mix. And oops, one of them let it out on purpose!

11. Reader is a in a dom/sub relationship with character. Ignores dom’s orders to not go out for the night and faces the punishment when they come home.

12. Uniform change turns into something naughty.

13. Reader runs into character, who happens to be their ex that they ghosted.

14. College AU where Reader is an RA and one of their residents is hell bent on getting them to break the rules.

15. Reader goes to the cops with evidence that character is stalking them.

16. Reader being hunted by character (or even more fun, characters!).

17. Pregnant sex

Remember to have fun!!!

Tagging some people who may be interested in participating (please do not feel obligated!!): @sherrybaby14 @shadowshamrock @greenappleeyes @mcudarklibrary @mcnegan @afanofmanystuffs

#writing challenge #dark marvel #dark twd #dark spn #dark supernatural #dark fics #prompt challenge #thranduilswritingchallenge #dark marvel fic

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cha-lyn · 4 years

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Bucky Takes a Hint

bearded + beefy!Bucky x poc + female!Reader

Warnings: profanity, blatant sexaul themes and metaphors, implied smut

A/N: All italics are 100% the geniusness of Cardi B and Megan thee Stallion’s WAP. It might add to the story if you listen to that while reading, i don’t fuckin’ know. Oh, and the spacing is weird thanks to my laptop. Also, If you asked to be tagged in all my stuff and i didn’t tag you plz holla at me. I’ll fix it.

Word count: 963

*not edited. barely proofread.

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It’s Avenger karaoke night, one of Bucky’s least favorites. Well, most days he hated so that wasn’t saying much. Thor is there so everyone-- even Bucky and Steve-- is at least buzzed. He’s bored though,slightly annoyed with how much fun everyone else is having. His eyes frequently find you.

You’re in those little grey sleep shorts that show off the roundness of your ass and Brooklyn Nets long sleeve tee. So basically, in Bucky’s eyes, you looked fine as hell.

Bucky has a bit of a crush on you. More than that really. He’ll never admit it even though you flirt with him blatantly and frequently-- because he doesn’t quite think he deserves someone like you. You’re bright and kind and graceful in everything you do. But you’re also so very fierce and strong and ruthless on the battlefield. And you always smelled like shea butter and lavender, reminding him of calm days in Wakanda. You’re the opposite of him in every way.

So he thinks.

You have a giant ass crush on Bucky Barnes. Even has he broods in the corner nursing his Asgardian liquor. He’s beefy and grumpy, but he’s quietly witty, too. You watch him on missions and Damn. It’s like a bullet studded ballet how he moves. Not to mention that arm. The fuckin’ arm.

You have a hunch that he might have similar feelings. You catch him looking at you while you’re working out, while you’re kicking bad guy ass in the field, but also when you’ve just woken up and your shoving waffle in your face, hair still a mess and spilling out of your satin sleep scarf. You’ve thought a lot about why your obvious repeated flirting hasn’t caused him to crack, but you haven’t figured it out yet.

But tonight on this very karaoke night, you’re gonna change all that. Usually you sing 2000s pop or 1990s R&B only. Tonight you’re trying to send a message though, so you're singing something different.

“Okay, okay,” Sam coughs after another round of shots, “Who’s up next?!” You bolt up, teetering just a little. Sam grins, “What song?”

You skip over and whisper your choice in his ear.

Sam’s eyes go a little wide. “Shit. If you say so.” He pulls up the song and you head to the center of the room.

The hook starts:

Whore’s in this house

There’s some whores in this house

You start to sing.

Steve goes red. Natasha whoops. Peter hides his face in a pillow. Sam’s grinning and shaking his head. Tony is cackling and Thor’s brow is furrowed as he tries to catch up with all the strange metaphors. Wanda’s mouth hits the floor. Bucky doesn’t react, but his eyes are locked on you. You’re twirling your hips and flipping your hair. You’re only looking at Bucky.

Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes

This pussy is wet, come take a dive

You drop to the floor, pushing your chest out, mic-free hand falling between your legs. Natasha and Wanda start throwing Monopoly money at you, but you only have eyes for one person.

Tie me up like I'm surprised

Let's roleplay, I'll wear a disguise

I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage

Make it cream, make me scream

You’re thrusting your hips out with almost every other word. Bucky blinks very slowly, which isn’t enough for you. You lock eyes with your target and you lick and bite your lips for the next verse, intent on making yourself very clear.

He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it

I let him taste it, now he diabetic

You abandon the mic and drop down to your knees, crawling in his direction. Bucky doesn’t move. You get to him, basically in a child's pose, kneeling in front of him, gyrating your hips to the lyrics.

I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp

I wanna gag, I wanna choke

I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat

Bucky’s eyes narrowed at you, like a predator locked on its prey. Very subtly he licks his lips and that's all the confirmation you were looking for.

Smirking, you turn and stand shaking and rolling your ass as you continue to lip sync. Finally you take a page right out of Cardi and Megan’s book and hit the splits. The room roars with cheers that you ignore as you look over your shoulder at Bucky. With Cardi’s final WAP, WAP, WAPs, you bounce your split ass on the floor.

The final hook of the song fades out and the claps and cheers get louder.

“DAMN! Where did you learn to do all that?” Wanda praises, “Better yet when can you teach me?!”

You throw your head back and laugh, “Whenever you want babe. Who’s next?”

Tony scoffs, “I’d hate to be anyone who follows that amazing performance.”

Turns out nobody wanted to follow you, so one by one as the pretzels and brownies dwindled down, so did the company. Until it was just you and Bucky.

After a few minutes of sexually tense silence, you stood and stretched. “I’m headed to bed. G’night Buck.”

You don't even hear him get up and then he’s behind you, turning you by your hips and backing you into a wall. He just stares down at you, which for anyone else might’ve been creepy, but it’s just what you wanted.

“What’s up Buck? Something on your mind?”

“Yea.” His warm breath tickles your face and makes your pussy clench.

“Yea. So do something about it then.”

Bucky’s eyes go dark and he gets to ensuring that your wet ass pussy is as advertised.

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taglist: @thefridgeismybestie @basically-introverted

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morbidly-malicious-muffins · 4 years

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What Kind of Music Slashers Would Vibe to Headcanons♪

This little thing popped into my head. Fyi, the canon timelines are thrown out the window for this so... Yeah.

Bring forth the bop~

RZ Michael Myers

"Let my weapons be your children, let my armies be your damned. Try to suffer on in silence, try to stop me if you can." --- This Cold Black by Slipknot

I think he'd really enjoy metal in general. I can totally see him unknowingly stomping to some Marilyn Manson and Meshuggah, though the lyrics and message probably will just fly over his head.

He listens to some heavy shit, but probably all the more mainstream bands/artists.

The loudness and organized chaos of the genre fills the void in his soul and reflects the state of his mind, despite his stoic and non-verbal outer demeanor.

Someone please do everyone a favor and introduce Michael to some death metal. Admit it, it really fits his aesthetic.

This is just based on speculation, but I suspect a 70% possibility of RZ Michael resonating with Cannibal Corpse. Fight me.

He hates classical music with a burning passion. Back in Smith's Grove, they played Bach's Air Sul G on tap. (its canon in the first movie lmao) He hates it. Mikey no likey.

Freddy Krueger

"No stop signs, speed limit, nobody's gonna slow me down. Like a wheel, gonna spin it, nobody's gonna mess me around." --- Highway to Hell, by AC/DC

Freddy listens to classic rock, period.

This guy is ngl a supporter of music taste discrimination. You listen to pop? Disgusting. You listen to Jazz? Disgusting. Classic rock is the epitome of all music.

He'll call you music-related slurs you never knew existed.

As stubborn adamant as Freddy is, he does harbor some guilty pleasures, including 70's hair metal and glam rock. Pshh. What a heckin hypocrite.

Some of his all time favorites are Guns N' Roses, Led Zeppelin, Van Halen, and AC/DC.

(Basic bitch)

*Hip thrust movements to go with his 'The Sprinkler' dance moves, Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N' Roses blasting in the background*

OG Michael Myers

He doesn't listen to music, but if he did, he would probably enjoy Jazz.

Michael only listens to Miles Davis because he enjoys his music and can't be bothered to discover more artists.

Oml Michael I know Miles Davis is amazing but don't neglect other iconic artists plzzz. Someone please make him listen to some Teddy Wilson and/or Dave Brubeck.

I imagine him sitting stiff-straight on a rocking chair (he just likes how it moves), knife in his lap, rocking and zoning-out relaxing to 'Blue in Green'. (I love that piece)

#AfterHeFinallyKillsLaurie

#RetirementGoals

He also hates classical music because of the same reason as RZ Myers. Seriously, if either of them so much as hears the opening chord of Air Sul G, expect the speaker to be stomped to a pulp in a split second.

Bubba Sawyer

Alright let's all be honest with ourselves... 70's pop and country is Bubba's shit.

Look me in the face and tell me he wouldn't adore ABBA, The Jackson 5, and Dolly Parton. Thats right you can't

Everytime 'Dancing Queen' starts playing on the radio, Bubba will drop everything and start busting down.

Ain't nothing and nobody stoppin him. Drayton is powerless against the supreme sovereignty that is ABBA.

But let's also appreciate the fact that our Bubster can motherfuckin get down. *wipes sweat from forehead + heart eyes*

He would also do passionate lip sync with his heart and soul, to Dolly Parton's 'I Will Always Love You'.

50% chance of him starting to cry right after he finishes his earnest performance.

*Holding Bubba in your arms, rubbing comforting circles on his back as he bawls hysterically, incoherently babbling on about how much he loves you*

I also feel for some reason he'd really like Joan Jett & The Blackhearts.

Thomas Hewitt

"For one moment, I wish you'd hold your stage, with no feelings at all. Open minded, I'm sure I used to be so free." --- Citizen Erased by Muse

Y'know what I have a hard time imagining the type of music Tommy listens to. Kutos, Mr. Hewitt, you have defeated me.

siKE

(This is where I yeet the timeline out of the window y'all)

Thomas enjoys Muse, Evanescence, and Radiohead. (Fight me)

He just loves how emotional their songs are. He'd have one earbud in as he works away at his projects for hours. The music helps him concentrate, it is also a source of emotional support to him.

Hearing the heart-wretching lyrical content of 'Lost in Paradise' performed so beautifully by Amy Lee's angellic voice is really comforting to him. It's like hearing about another person's experiences. It makes him feel less alone in dealing with his emotional and mental turmoils and burdens.

The first time Thomas heard 'Creep' by Radiohead, he almost cried.

He also listens to My Chemical Romance sometimes. He only knows the Black Parade album, but he loves it. If 'Creep' didn't make him cry, listening to that entire album from top to bottom sure did. He started sobbing half-way through 'Famous Last Words'.

Tommy is emotional boi 🥺

Brahms Heelshire

C l a s s i c a l

No matter how stinky Brahms is, you can't tell me that he's not classy.

Schubert is his bitch. Schubert's style tends to be quite majestic and/or dreamy, (generally) and can change color/sound very abruptly yet appropriately. (This is just my opinion based on experience with Schubert's pieces, but then I only know his piano pieces soo) (let's still cue that maestoso to scherzando transition)

But of course, Schubert isn't the only thing he listens to. He prefers the romantic period, so Mendelssohn, Rachmaninoff, Chopin, Shostakovich, Brahms, Schumann, you get the gist, all the staples. Oh yeah Elgar too. To be a proud English lad.

*Brahms swaying in the living room with the grace of a baby giraffe, engrossed in the beautiful melodies in Schumann's Kinderszenen.*

(Oml please check out 'Von fremden Landern und Manschen' and 'Kind im Einschlummern') (For those who play piano, they aren't that difficult too totally recommend) (Ok sorry I'm done now)

Brahms would totally waltz around alone to Chopin's waltzes and nocturnes.

Oh yeah apart from that classy shit, he likes to jam to meme songs.

"Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on, go play---"

*cut to Brahms passionately fortnite dancing*

Listens to The Strange Man Who Sings About Dead Animals for a good laugh. (Please, all of his songs are gold)

Vincent Sinclair

He'll have 'emo' and 'classical' with a side of metal, thanks.

I headcanon that Vinny McWaxy is an INFJ, so the boy is likely prone to crippling existentialism. It would make sense for some aspects of his music taste to reflect that.

*cut to Vincent sitting rock-still on his workbench/stool, hands hover in mid-air, staring straight ahead, some John Cage piece playing*

You'll never hear this from Vincent but he enjoys sexy-time music. He has this whole erotic playlist he listens to while working. (Boy likes to feel sexy on the job, I respect that.)

I think its pretty much canon that Vinny loves MCR. (Hello fellow emo piece of shit 👋) His favorites are everything by them really. A hardcore fan. He used to have MCR, P!ATD, and 30 Seconds to Mars posters plastered everywhere in his workshop until he had to remove them all to add to the intimidation factor of his waxy hell for passer-bys. For the record, he is very gay for Frank Iero.

On the metal part of his spectrum is mostly classic metal, groove metal, and thrash/heavy metal.

Rammstein, Pantera, Vildhjarta, new and old Metallica, Dream Theatre, Coheed and Cambria. His bitches.

He also uses music to scare victims when bringing them down to his workshop. *cue horror movie soundtracks*

*KI KI KI MA MA MA*

Is a whore for the dramatics when in a good mood.

*Lacrimosa by Mozart plays as he makes a point to bring the wax painfully slowly down toward a drowsy and petrified victim*

A lament for your upcoming death, pitiful human.

Bo Sinclair

"The day has come for all us sinners, if you're not a servant you'll be struck to the ground." -- Beast and The Harlot by Avenged Sevenfold

Bastard boy is into dad-music™. (same)

Dad rock, classic rock, pop punk, punk rock, old school pop, his shit.

He listens to a lot of the same bands as Freddy, but Bo (generally) doesn't discriminate and explores a more diverse variety of music.

Its a fandom canon that Bo loves Avenged Sevenfold. I totally agree.

A7x is the perfect amount of cynical, political, and shred for Beauregard, (I hc that ge hates his full name so plz don't ever call him Beauregard)

He listens to the radio whenever he's at work. Whatever that might be.

Will NEVER admit it, but he thinks Vinny's music taste is dope as hell.

He'll turn off the radio just to strain his ears to listen to Vincent's music downstairs. No one will ever know that though. You don't.

Actually likes classical music too. Its not one of his main genres but there's one piece he really likes, Second Movement of Shostakovich Piano Concerto No. 2 in F Major.

He never thought he'd enjoy this type of music. Its so.... Calm. He discovered that piece from Vinny's playlist. When he first heard it on his brother's speaker, he fell in love. It was one of the extremely rare cases in which he'd be committed enough to ask Vinny the name of the music.

Tiny shuffle for man-kind, huge fuckin step for Bo. Good job Bo, we're proud of you.

Also pleeeeeaaase message me or request stuff, I'm bored and have little inspiration 🦊

I might do a pt2 of this, since I didn't write many of the boys and gals🤷‍♀️

Also sorry if I've neglected some genres/artists (Like i've neglected non-piano classical pieces.... Bc ya girl is just a pianist), a person can't know everything😗

---Zali 🖤

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boyswhocry · 3 years

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Haikyuu Spotify Habits | Aoba Johsai

The Third Years! Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Hanamaki

Favourite Songs:

Streets - Doja Cat

break up with your girlfriend, im bored - Ariana Grande

After Party - Don Oliver

Perfect (Remix) - Cousin Stizz ft. Doja Cat & BIA

Favourite Genres:

Pop

RnB

Rap

Habits:

definitely the type to make a new aesthetic playlist for each month

has his monthly playlist publicized but mainly listens to his private playlists which are really random and messy

asks you to follow his spotify cuz he thinks his music taste is superior

gets addicted to tik tok famous songs but gets tired of them after putting them on repeat for a week straight (ah, yes. yet another reason for iwa-chan to chuck a volleyball at this idiot’s head)

ADDICTED to doja cat, she the one tik tok song artist he’ll never get tired of

the type of guy who plays their music out loud in the hallways (bb boi, ily but plz just use headphones)

BLASTS HIS MUSIC IN THE CAR WITH THE WINDOWS DOWN

a lil shit

has a family premium account w Iwa-cha, Mattsun and Maki

has a playlist just for slow & reverbed songs

practices body rolling in the mirror while listening to his scandalous playlist while incognito o.o

sings or hums in the car, the shower, the train station, in class, anywhere, but sounds decent (he’s not tone deaf, but he’s not beyonce either)

has a playlist dedicated to how stupid ushiwaka and kags are

made fun of of iwa-chan cuz he didn’t have airpods, but then ended up losing his own LMFAO

then he stole iwa’s blue headphone

his favourite user is Suna!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: oikawa. by hebees_

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7xnrOaK4nptcNbdwrRNgb6?si=Tkg_5kNUQIy8HAGF0_Fu0Q

Favourite Songs:

HUMBLE - Kendrick Lamar

Desperado - Rihanna

Mercy - Kanye West, Big Sean, Pusha T, 2 Chainz

Take Care - Drake, Rihanna

Favourite Genres:

Rap

Classic Hip-Hop

Alternative

Habits:

owner of the seijoh family account cuz he’s the most responsible

does not have ANY public playlists, but does keep his recently played artists public

only really listens to music when he’s working out or studying

has a BANGER work out playlists that he lets the seijoh vb team listen

has a studying playlist full of lofi music and nature sounds that he lets kageyama listen to UwU

HATES how much mumble rap is tarnishing the rich history of well thought out lyrical rap

he still listens to it tho cuz oikawa blasts his music and he can’t help but like some of them

will listen to anything Kendrick, Kanye, Jay-Z, Rihanna and Drake release

bops his head aggressively when he’s really feeling the beats of the song

only one who listens to the family mix that combines his, oikawa’s, mattsun’s and maki’s most listened to music, cuz it makes him feel closer to them

listens to oikawa’s scandalous playlist incognito too cuz they share the same braincell

his favourite user is Ushijima! cri for oikawa plez LOL TT^TT

My Favourite Playlist About Them: DESPERADO an iwaoi playlist by ver

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4z6NEM4nqOCJfb1X1rtZtc?si=oeAQzPakT3K5CQ35N_WzmQ

Favourite Songs:

XNX (RMX) - Sfera Ebbasta ft. SCH

Cheating is a crime - takayan

Give It to Me - Agust D

Look At Me! - XXXTENTACION

Favourite Genres:

Rap

KHip-Hop

Underground Japanese Hip-Hop

Italian Rap

Habits:

A MAN OF CULTURE !!!

listens to music from all across the world, he doesn’t give two shits about the language, if it sounds good, he’s gon’ listen to that isH

also doesn’t care about how explicit the song is (honestly, the most expicit the song, the more likely he is to listen to it)

sticks to rap/hip-hop cuz it hypes him up and balances his cool outer persona

playlists are all public and is based off of the language/genre

names playlists based on his eyebrows

for example, the eyebrows turnt up (party playlist), japanese eyebrows (underground jap hip-hop), pythagorean’s theorem says hello (study playlist)

listens to music at every chance he gets

uses beats headphones that oikawa, iwa, and maki bought him for christmas UWUWUWUWUWU

he’s sexy (this is very relevant, ok?)

his favourite festival is Camp Flog Gnaw and he’s always wanted to go

uses sound cloud to find new music, which he downloads and puts in special spotify playlists

listens to music the most out of the 3rd years at seijoh

his favourite user is Terushima!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: mattsun’s gorilla grip hands by tetsurou stan 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/27GV2tLtJgwKpPJJTi8fM6?si=7ut-Nic6S7-twKoP3TJUgQ

Favourite Songs:

Greetings from California - The Neighbourhood

cheap woman - takayan

Verbatim - Mother Mother

Slippery - Migos ft. Gucci Mane

Favourite Genres:

Rap

Alternative

Underground Japanese Hip-Hop

Habits:

listens to the most mumble rap

has THE MESSIEST public playlists you’ll ever see in your life

like he has at least 7 playlists with just 5 songs each, cuz he makes new ones every time he showers and then forgets to delete them

lowkey psycho

sleeps with his headphones in his ear

has a crack playlist that he collabs on w tendou

names some of his playlists based of restaurants he likes

listens to oikawa’s scandalous playlist but not incognito cuz he has balls

him and mattsun blast music late at night when they chill together

loses his hearing sometimes cuz his ear is filled to the BRIM w earwax

best ass shaker at seijoh, come fight me on this

uses 80s heavy metal as his alarms in the morning

side note, those alarms still don’t work

rich hoe has air pod pros

uses spotify to verify how much certain people in his life can get to know him

listens to anime soundtracks

understands the other 3rd years’ music tastes the best, so he usually starts off with the aux, but ends up having to give it to oikawa cuz he’s being a brat

his favourite user is Tendou!

My Favourite Playlist About Them: HANAMAKI by 🌱kitkat🌱

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0EH2JYdoy2IHnSw5AwKTuQ?si=PpbXe71URRyBS7Z5C753MA

Want more? Check out the Karasuno First Year’s Spotify Habits !!

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crowdedimagines · 5 years

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Lights Up - Harry Styles

i literally have been listening to this song on repeat since it came out and i highly recommend. hope you guys enjoy xx an: italics are flashbacks

It’s been months in the process, but the day is finally here. Today is the day that Harry releases new music. We’ve been waiting for this for what feels like all year. He has been perfecting everything, making sure that this album can measure up to his first one.

“Hey.” I grin, walking downstairs and walking in to the living room. Harry is sat on our couch, his leg anxiously bouncing up and down. He has his phone in his right hand while he bites at the skin on his finger on his left. We’re home tonight. Harry decided he wanted a night in for when the single is released. A listening party can come later with the whole album.

“Hmm?” Harry looks up, completely having missed my greeting.

“How’s it going?” I reach out and run a hand back through his curls. It’s something I’ve picked up on since we started dating that he really enjoys. It manages to relax him and pull him from his own thoughts.

“M’nervous.”

“Yeah, isn’t that the way it goes every time you release new music?” I sit down next to him on the couch. He leans back and pulls me closer against him. He sets down his phone, there’s a good twenty minutes before the song drops.

“I guess. It’s just always so different when it’s just you. It’s not me and the boys, still not used to it.”

“Well, I know that the fans are going to absolutely love this. Harry, it’s a brilliant song.”

“You haven’t even heard it yet.” He smirks.

He’s right. I haven’t listened to it yet, not that Harry hasn’t offered. I was a fan before I met him, I did the late nights of waiting up. There’s a sense of nostalgia of being surprised with everyone else. It’s been difficult, but I’ve managed to refrain.

“Not yet.” I grin back. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t know you. I know this song is going to be a smash hit.”

Not that I haven’t heard him mumble words here and there. Harry is always singing the tune of something, whether it be Fleetwood Mac, One Direction, or something he hasn’t even recorded yet. He always has a song going in his head.

“I just don’t want to let the fans down. They’ve already picked up on so much. Some are expecting an album already.”

“Well, that’s coming soon anyway.” I stop running my hand and turn his cheek lightly for him to face me, “In all honesty the fans will just be glad you’re posting publicly.”

He rolls his eyes and chuckles. He is very aware of how the fans want him to post more often. A lot of people think he’s inept of using social media, but it’s quite the opposite. He just chooses to share only certain things with them, he has a private story for close friends. A lot of Harry’s fans come to my account now for content, just to make sure he’s still alive and well. I do feature him, with permission. I think he secretly likes that I post about us, even though he feels like it’s something he can’t do on his account. He’s afraid because of the messages I might receive, but at this point I’m past all of the hate.

Harry reaches out and grabs his phone so he can tweet out another picture and post to instgram. Every couple of minutes he makes a new update, which drives the fans even more mad.

“They’re going absolutely mad.” He laughs reading over the comments.

“I’m sure, I know the feeling.” I laugh as I get up from the couch. I walk into the kitchen to grab a late night snack.

“That’s true. How do I always forget that my lovely girlfriend was a fangirl?” He traps me proudly between him and the kitchen island. His arms graze against my hips.

It’s true. I was a fan before I met him. I listened to all of the music, bought the vinyl, went to a concert, and even bought a tee shirt. That shirt is probably the reason I even got to talk to Harry when we first met.

I skim through the records, hunting for anything new. I come here fairly regularly, it’s the only place in L.A that I’ve found that carries a wide variety of vinyl. Since moving here, it’s become one of the places I like to escape to. Thankfully, it’s still fairly undiscovered so it isn’t completely flooded with tourists.

“Erik, is there anything else new?” I shout over to the man standing behind the register.

“You mean since you came in last week? No, you’re looking at the only new shelf.”

“Well that’s no fun.” I mumble, I continue to look anyway.

“I’ve got quite a large collection at my home if you’re looking for something specific.”

I don’t bother to turn and look at the stranger who just gave me a very suggestive yet somewhat nice comment. There were two strangers in here earlier, I never noticed anyone new come in.

“No thanks, I’m just looking anyway.” I continue to flip through record after record.

“That’s what makes it fun.”

I finally turn to see the man I’ve started a conversation with. My breath almost catches in my throat. I knew that voices sounded familiar. It caught me off guard to hear it in person. Harry Styles.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” I turn back to the records, trying to seem as unaffected even though I’m pretty sure both of us can hear my heart pounding in my chest.

“What? Now do you want to take me up on that offer?” I don’t have to look to know he has a smirk on his face.

“I don’t even know you.” I roll my eyes, hoping he can’t see the smile even though I’m sure he can.

“Your shirt begs to differ.”

I wish I could say it’s a fluke that I am wearing a band tee from his tour, but that would be a lie. It’s soft and I bought it oversized which just makes it comfy.

“I may know your music, but I don’t know you.” I counter, fulling turning to face him with a full blown smirk to match his.

“Well, let's change that.”

It’s been over a year since we first met. Everything has changed since then, in the best way possible. I can now say that I know Harry inside and out. He loves that I was a fan before we met, even if he likes to bring it up to tease every now and then.

“Don’t you have to like go be a famous rockstar or something?” I tease back, pushing my hips forward to meet his.

“I’m sure the fans wouldn’t notice a few minutes-” He starts to place kisses all down my neck.

“I assure you, they will.” I push back on his chest and manage to escape from his grasp. I grab a bowl of grapes from the fridge and rejoin him in the living room.

“What’s the countdown?”

“Three minutes.”

“This is so exciting!” I cheer.

Harry pulls up the premiere on our TV. The screen is flooded with the live chat going on with the fans.

“Lights Up.” I grin, reading the text across the screen.

“I really hope you like it.” He leans over to press a kiss to my temple, and steal a grape.

“I’m sure I will, bub.” I give him an actual kiss now.

Soon enough, it’s showtime. I countdown shows up on the screen, as soon as it hits one my lungs drain of all oxygen as I wait for the downbeat. Harry reaches out his hand to place on my thigh, the whole time I can’t decide whether to focus on the lyrics, notes, or the video.

“Play it again.”

“What?” Harry laughs.

“I haven’t fully absorbed it yet.”

Harry starts it again, this time I can fully grasp everything and it’s beautiful. The way he puts his feelings into such a beautiful song amazes me. I can feel a single tear glide down my cheek, The smile growing wider on my face as the song fades to silence.

“Love-” He reaches out to wipe away the wet trail on my face.

“I know, I’m lame. Whatever-”

“No, I just wasn’t expecting that reaction. Made my heart skip a beat.”

“Harry, that song.” I shake my head, “It was something else.”

“I hope you mean in a good way.” He looks at me out of the corner of his eye. I can tell he’s trying to joke, but the tone of his voice tells me he;s actually nervous for my reaction.

“Harry, in the best way. I will never be able to get over how you are able to convey how you feel into a song that is beautiful and somehow still relatable. I loved it.”

Harry tackles me down into the couch, his tight around the back of my neck pulling me into a hug.

“Don’t scare me like that, love.” Harry groans into my hair.

“Did you think I was sad crying?” I laugh.

“I don’t know!”

“Awe poor me, my amazing rockstar boyfriend just released a crappy single!” I mimic.

“Hey, teasing isn’t very nice.” His grips changes to focus on digging into my hip.

“Alright, alright.” I grin giving in, “It’s lovely, Harry. Well done.”

“Thank you.” He smirks, he sits up and pinches my bum, causing me to yelp. He reaches for his phone again, I’m sure to tweet more of the publicity images. He doesn’t stop straddling me as he scrolls through his phone.

“Give me a big thumbs up.” Harry turns his phone towards me.

“What? No!” I cover up my face. Between the pajamas and lack of makeup I would prefer to stay off camera.

“Just going to me mum.” Harry explains, “Want to tell her it’s a hit at home.”

I peek out and smile widely, holding a big thumbs up.

“Perfect.”

I manage to wiggle my way out from under him so I can grab my bowl of grabs again from the table. I reach out for one when I notice a twitter and instagram notification.

Harry Styles has tagged you in a photo.

“Harry Edward Styles.”

FEEDBACK PLZ

#harry styles imagine #harry styles x reader #harry styles imagines #harry styles instagram #harry styles love #harry styles lights up #Harry Styles #lights up

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sweetrosetta-martin · 4 years

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Beatle tag (cause why not ✌💗)

I’m new to this fandom online, so what best way to present myself but doing this (plz don't kill me guys I come in peace).

But I do have to give an special to @sgt-revolver cause thanks to their post I decided to do it.

How long have you been a fan ?: About two years if I’m not wrong, but god it has been two intense ones. Long story short, this band never was part of my life (grew up in a different culture) until the day I was reading some fanfiction in AO3 and stumbled across one about them. I then found out they were the guys behind “Let it be” and “Here comes the sun” so I decided do dig even deeper..... (Now I’m here simping and crying to their music at 2am) 🙃

Favorite Beatle: Used to be Paul (man got a charm) but when I better discovered George as a hole human being, and not only a Beatle, I went 💥. Tho, sometimes I do get frustrated with him and stay on John’s side cause he was lowkey relatable and a big bi-disaster mood. (I suddenly feel bad for Rings.... srry bro )

Favorite era for music: At the beginning I didn't like the mop top era and practically only listened from Help! to then end, but now I appreciate each period as a part of the band’s musical history and can’t help to fangirl to most songs. (Tho I’ll always have a soft spot for 1966)

Favorite era for lewks: Each Beatles had its own I think. Ringo as a teddy boy (he looks like the bad boy of your dreams), George in 65` (longer hair but not to long and just overlay hotness) and Paul/John in 66`. (The perfect balance between early and late looks)

Favorite song: Guess it depends on my mood, but it’s surely a tight between “Strawberry fields forever”, “Happiness is a warm gun”, “Lovely Rita” “While my guitar gently weeps”, “Don't bother me” and “Across the universe”. (This is such an unfair question xd)

Favorite album: Honestly I just can’t decide.. Its prob either “The Beatles (aka white album)”, “With the Beatles” or “Revolver”

Unpopular/Controversial Beatles opinion: “Revolution 9″ is not an unlistenable song and has an actual artistic value. I mean, I don’t think is a song meant to be listened during a car ride, but I do think it encapsulates pretty well the chaotic and changing vibe of the late 60s. This song makes you feel unwell because it’s meant to. Despite that, I do believe it should not have been included on the album, but rather as a John/Yoko project. (Ik Geo had a input though)

A song everyone loves but you dislike: Never was the biggest fan of “Come together” or “With a little help from my friends”. They are not necessarily bad, but rather average for me

A song everyone dislikes but you love: “Run for your life”... I know the lyrics are quite nasty but its so catchy and I love George’s guitar in it. I also really like “Dizzy Miss Lizzy”, but I don’t know if it really is that unpopular among people

Your fantasy involving The Beatles: The PG one or the ??..

JK, but I would have love to meet them during their cavern/casbah days. Like about 1961, just to chat with them about rock n roll and even jam some songs. (Even if I’m not sure that I would love to do that as a girl or a guy). And I sincerely wish I could just have some deep conversations with George and John while we share a joint . I just wish I could have known them better...

Tell us about the moment you knew you were a fan: When returning home after a long school day I decided to look after some live material (At the time I only knew like 4 songs). I put YouTube on my tv, and found “She loves you” . I was not the same girl after watching that video. If I could explain how I suddenly felt so much joy and excitement looking at them that I even started singing and dancing. The rest is history 😉

Did you ever have a genuine ‘The Beatles suck !’ phase before becoming a fan?: Because their music was not around me 24/7 growing up, I never got fed up with their music. For me almost everything was new and interesting, so I never had a hater phase

Favorite Beatle’s book: Have not read any for the moment, but I’m dying to buy Cynthia’s and May’s books. (Also the autobiography “I me mine” by George)

Thoughts on the old generation of fans: Even if the few experiences I’ve had with them have not been good, I know most of them are chill people. I also love some podcasts made by first or second gen fans. The only thing that I dislike, is the average boomer who will claim they know more than you cause they were alive at the time, even if the only song they know its “Hey Jude” . (Or those who treat John as a saint, and blame the hole break-up on Paul... smh)

If Hollywood were to make a high budget Beatles biopic, what is one thing you desperately hope they include?: I wish they wont do it (We already got enough movies), but if they do something, it would be better if it was a series and not a film. If it had to happen, they better not forget how young the guys really were and how they were actual people. I know they were ground-breaking in so many ways, but they were also human beings with many defaults and even a bit naïve in some aspects. If you only give me a wife-beater (nasty) John, delicate flower Paul, silent George and dumb Ringo, the cartoon series has done a better job than you.

Do you read/write fanfic: One word.... Yes... *Hides her unfinished drafts*

Are you the only one in your family/friend group to enjoy them?: Sadly yes. I have to force my dad to play some Beatle music while driving cause most of the music he plays is raegetton, and even if I’m proud of my Latino roots.. I’ll do salsa or merengue anytime but not some Bad Bunny ok.

Are you a shipper?: Yup

Favorite movie starring/made by them?: Help!.. I mean I also love AHDN, but it’s just so funny to see them run around being high af as they play music despite Ringo being in mortal danger. (Also the visuals we get each song just give me such a MTV vibe. Its genuinely beautiful)

Do you believe in McLennon?: *smirks at the camera*

General opinions on McLennon?: Oh boy. The Lennon/McCartney relationship is one that seems out of my grandma telenovelas. From Paris to the breakup, their story is one of up and downs, but they never really stopped loving each other. Not even death could stop their link as Paul still dreams of him and thinks about John when composing songs. I understand that not everyone may be convinced that something really happened, but I think we all should be open to the possibility.

If you got to change ONE thing about their history, what would be and why?: Brian’s death. The beginning of the end was the moment he passed away. With Brian the band would still have broke up (All things must pass, even the good ones), but it would have been less messed up. No Paul trying to take the lead a bit too much, Apple Corps probably being better handled and no Allen Klein messing up everything. (And probably no Yoko in the studio but that may be a bit of a stretch)

What song has the best vocals?: As a group, “Because” it’s probably the one. Such a simple, yet perfectly well put vocals. The peak of their talent for harmonizing in my opinion. In another side “Oh Darling!” is prob Paul best and John’s voice in “This Boy” always get me

What song do you feel had no effort put into it?: Prob an unpopular opinion but “Eight Days a Week” is such a basic song. It’s not innovative, it just uses the formula, and I feel like around this time the guys were kind of tired and just fabricated the song to be a single. It simply not feels genuine, and for me it shows the biggest problem from the “Beatles for Sale” era.

What is a well talked moment in Beatles history you genuinely believe to be false?: The way Yoko met John. The most known story is that they met each other at a Yoko art gallery, but many sources (such a Cynthia or Brian personal assistant) tell us a complete different truth. I do believe she knew the band, stalked John and force herself into his life, despite of the romantic tale she keeps repeating.

What is something you KNOW to be true, but often gets erased in their history: John. So many things about John. Many see him as only a funny character and ignore so many cues that he was a man struggling with his own self esteem to the point of having eating disorders. Not forgetting his fluid sexuality, the fact that many think that as house husband all his problems went away or that he was a wife beater. John was more than the “Imagine” martyr or monster so many people (even some fans) make out of him.

Least favorite look from a Beatle(s): Ringo in the Help! movie. Horrible mushroom hair 😂

Favorite look from a Beatle(s): George Harrison in the “Hey Bulldog”/”Lady Madonna” videoclip. (I also want that cherry SG Standard so bad omg)

I really don’t know how many others have done it but here are my tags

@rocknroll-imagines @moreofthatdrowse @cultofbeatle @joan-deserved-the-silver-hammer

Thanks a lot guys !! ❤✌🥦🐘🎵😎

#loved this #the beatles #beatles

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whereconfusionisarhyme · 4 years

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First Reactions To Logan’s Playlist

K first song let’s do this

White and Nerdy-Weird Al Yankovic

Wtf this song was definitely Joan’s idea I mean who else would think of ‘White and Nerdy’ for Logan

Is this like canon he listens to this stuff or like songs about him???

Not Perfect-Tim Minchin

TIM MINCHIN

Bo Burnham better be on Logan's playlist

#deep

Is this about the mindpalace/inside of Thomas’ head??? Cause like???? Ouch???? I think????

Lol nvm it’s not sad lmao

I take back my take back it is sad

So this could be literally “in his mind” or it could be figurative and it’s really messing with my funky flow

Streaks-ANIMA!

Cool instrumental

Love the voice sounds a little like MARINA and Regina Spektor

Oh no I’m two lines in and I can tell it’s gonna be sad

OH NO CONFORMITY RELATED ANGST AHHHHH

Wow Logan is just out here being relatable isn’t he smh 😔👊

"Cause you're a smart kid, but you're still a kid" LOGAN REALLY BE OUT HERE BEING RELATABLE ON MAIN

The Elements-Tom Lehrer

Sounds like what piano class would sound like if I took piano class

Something you would listen to in science class

Bop

Medicine-STRFCKR

A Fever You Can't Sweat Out vibes

Lmao nvm

Gonna go look up the lyrics rn brb

A sad bop

Philosophy cool

Human-Tank And The Bangas

Logan playing this to comfort himself because this singer is the only person who has ever told him this

WHO HURT LOGAN WITH THEIR WORDS

LOGAN THE HEART SKIPPING COMMENT ARE YOU OKAY IM GIVING YOU A HUG

GUYS LOGAN IS TRYING TO CONVINCE HIMSELF THAT HE MATTERS IM NOT OKAY

Last???? Relationship???

Okay I'm not a shipper BUT my theorist analysis obsessed brain is just SCREAMING about Roman and Patton

Observation: Logan is probably atheistic and this song covers God a lot. I don't have a conclusion or anything just pointing that out

This woman do be calming tho like yes I'm beautiful yes I'm special thank you

Okay so I already knew Logan wasn't okay but he 100% isn't okay

Fittet Happier-Radiohead

K two words in and I can tell this is gonna be sad here we go

Employees? Or maybe…other sides?

Minor key ok

SELF HARM ISNT OKAY

"WILL NOT CRY IN PUBLIC" NONONONO

So I heard of a good therapist just downtown-

The Watchtower-The Dø

I paused it cause I need a second after the last one

Guys as someone who dissosiates a lot I think Logan might be dissosiating

Dissosiating to protect himself from his emotions

Y'all just trust me in this one

Coming for the TØP brand I see

K ready to start again here we go

Fire beat I'm vibing with it

Is he trying to distance himself from his emotions to try and perform his tasks better like watching from a Watchtower???

This is the first character I've seen that might dissosiate which only means one thing

I'm gonna be projecting an unholy amount in my fanfiction

"No one in particular" hon who hurt you

City Lights=Emotions (which he considers distractions)??? Maybe??

I'm a William Finn fan come on this isn't my first rodeo

Art Is Dead-Bo Burnham

BO BURNHAM I WAS RIGHT

We all love some good Imposter Syndrome (tm)! :D

This gives Learning New Things About Ourselves' a whole new meaning

Ngl this is the first time I heard the degrading of the piano at the end and I'm here for it

In My Mind-Amanda Palmer

Oop we LOVE setting up impossible expectations for yourself to the point you have a cripplingly horrid self esteem! :D

Logan I've done this before and trust me it isn't worth it the mental breakdowns are too taxing

I'll do it when I'm older=I'm never gonna get around to it

I don't wanna be the person I wanna be either

Why do I perfectly understand every lyric am I ok

Live!!! While you!!!! Can!!!!

At least there's a happy ending

Okay so I've decided that once I'm done I'm gonna make a list of songs I think would fit in the playlist

Algorythym-Childish Gambino

K its spelled incorrectly get ready for some metaphors my dudes

Intro is cool definitely very very Logan WOAH OKAY CHAIN SMOKER

Gonna go look up lyrics I don't understand shit

The chorus sounds like Thanksgiving at my Aunt's house where like 100+ African American relatives blast house music and dance until their feet falls off

Nvm no it doesn't

GO OFF

ELPHABA BETTER WATCH OUT CHILDISH GAMBINO IS COMING FOR YOUR BELT

Adlibs are everything

Letter C-Zach Sherwin

This gives off the same vibes as that one pickle video by Charlie Puth

Roman vs Logan rap battle but it's this

I don't really see why this is related but sure

Time Adventure-The Marcus Hedgehog

Nostalgiaaaaaa

Okay Logan has too many songs talking about one (1) person who is it

I have a gut feeling that it's about Thomas and how Logan used to be enough "back then" but now he thinks he's not cause like let's be honest when was the last time someone gave Logan a strong sincere thank you for all that he does????Excluding DWIT (which doesn't really count in my opinion cause they said he was cool, not like an integral and arguably the most important and powerful side) nobody really appreciates Logan???? Hugs???

Anyway plz ignore this is just how my brain works

K next song

The Breach-clipping.

OKAY SLOW DOWN IM GONNA LOOK UP LYRICS

Is this Daveed Diggs???? I haven't listened to Hamilton in like forever is this Daveed Diggs???

LITERALLY PERFECY PARRALLEL TO LOGAN AND THE SIDES

Sound effects

Really just gonna fry my eardrums like that huh

What I Do For U-Ra Ra Riot

Okay scrap anything and everything I said about it being the sides Logan is 100% talking about Character!Thomas

Erase Me-Ben Folds Five

Ooh this intro reminds me of this one particular musical songs but I don't remember which one

Wait have I listened to this before????

I've listened to this before!

Okay I need to stop being distracted

NOOOOOO don't Erase Yourself!!!!

Logan really just do be having no Self Esteem don't he

Okay so theory: Logan didn't pop up in person in the last video because his eyes were too red from crying

I have 0 evidence so it's not a very good theory but…

Just throwing it out there

One More Time with Feeling-Regina Spektor

Oh no it's Regina Spektor

Oh no I'm gonna cry

Okay so Logan doesnt wanna block of all emotion, only permit some to show???? But most of the time block everything????

Did I get that???

Nobody!!!! Thanks!!!! Logan!!!!

Awww he just wants love and recognition

Tbh this sounds a lot like Roman they have so much in common despite their constant arguing

Galaxy Song-Monty Python

Ooh Monty Python

I haven't listened to Monty Python so I sadly don't know the context

Really just dissing all of the other sides aren't we

Can't really blame him tho

Very scientific

"Yeau~"

Sweet with dark undertones. Love it.

Equation-Hans Zimmer

Later I'm gonna check the equations if they're correct XD

Sunrise-In The Heights

!!!!!!

WHO???!!!!!

K to this is one of my favorite love songs ever it's just so sweet and as someone who's bilingual the concept is just amazingly wonderful so yeah I may be freaking out

Also because WHO??!!

Okay I said I wasn't a shipper but let's be honest this is probably about Roman not romantically but like

OR MAYBE JANUS???

IM SO CONFUSED

But Logan is definitely Nina in this situation it just fits so well with her character for the same reasons I really wanna play her (but never will cause I'm exactly 0% Latin American smh) yeah the pressures to be the smartest and then it backfiring horribly and oh God what if Inùtil is also in the playlist ahhhh

Okay moving on

Lifeboat-Heathers

WHAT

CONFORMITY RELATED ANGST LOGAN STOP BEING RELATABLE AHHHH

IS THIS CAPTAIN THOMAS??? THE OTHER SIDES AS A WHOLE??? AN ABSTRACT CONCEPT???

IM NOT OKAY

Bohemian Groove-Will Connolly

Okay I'm still not recovered from the last song but I need to continue or else I'm never gonna finish this playlist

Eeecccchhhhhoooo

Your friends haven't surpassed you Logan you belong with them okay????

Emptiness despite success??? Millennial who???

Vibing with it but also are you okay

Nvm I know the answer already

Hug All Ur Friends-Cavetown

Okay so Logan is a Cavetown gay noted

Self validation??? Who's she???

Lies. You care so much about what other people *sides* think about you

Maybe Logan listens to this song to remind himself to not care too much

But it doesn't work and it's getting to him more and more

That took a turn

Breathin'-Thomas Sanders

Good move

Don't really have much to say on this

The Bidding

Spoopy

Alchoholic!Logan

New idea for us fan writers

The pronunciation of beurgoise

Okay I'm like pretty certain at this point that all of the songs that mention a someone else is about Character!Thomas

A Better Version

OHMYGOD I LOVE THIS MUSICAL ITS SO UNDERRATED I HAVE LISTENED TO THE SOUNDTRACK AND UNGODLY AMOUNT OF TIMES YESSSSS

But also since I know the song in terrified cause the feels are gonna come in I just know it

Wait so is Jayce supposed to be Thomas???

I am suddenly feeling much more uncertain about my certainty

Okay let me unpause and just listen to it (even though I already know all of the lyrics)

Okay so I'm a dumbass and apparently this song isn't even part of the playlist

Okay so I'm an idiot and the last few songs have all been "related to playlist" and not in the actual playlist I'm big dumb.

Anyway here's my list of songs I think would fit. (BTW, I only went off of lyrics for these ones. I realize that there’s a general sound and vibe for the playlist, but I decided not to follow it.)

Oh No! ~ MARINA

Hug All Ur Friends ~ Cavetown

Bohemian Groove ~ Will Connolly

Guiltless ~ Dodie Clark

Lifeboat ~ Laurens O’Keefe

The Bidding ~ *idk who*

I Am Not A Robot ~ MARINA

Inútil - Lin Manuel Miranda

Through The Eyes Of A Child ~ AURORA

Community Gardens ~ The Scary Jokes

Let me know if I should do this with the other playlists as well! :)

#sander sides #ts sanders sides #sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss #logan sander angst #logan sanders #ts logan #logan’s playlist #first reaction #self harm mention #tw self harm

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teevzieforthetea · 4 years

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So to anyone not interested, this is gonna be a BTS post. If they're not your thing plz carry on on your way to the next post no problem.

I have a lot of friends who are absolutely loyal BTS fans. They're so excited about anything BTS related it's a sight to see. So needless to say I was curious to see what it was about BTS that gave my friends so much joy.

So I opened YouTube and looked them up.

It took a couple of videos and a lot of subtitles to get the hang of it but by the end of the day I was admittedly hooked.

You know why? I'll tell you from a the perspective of a "yea I've heard a couple of their songs"person to "these ppl are geniuses" person.They are essentially the biggest boy band in the world, and for good reason too.

They have lovingly created their fanbase by personally interacting with their fans on a regular basis. They vlog, they live, they answer the most random questions ppl send their way. One of the members, Suga, even made over 300 handmade little gift packs on his own birthday, to give back to fans for their constant support and many birthday wishes.

The vast majority of their lyrics are written by their own members, mostly by leader and rapper, Namjoon(RM) and Suga, who also produces their music. And god, what lyrics they are. Their lyrics and music videos are so rich in metaphor and symbolism. They have songs in such a diverse range of emotion. Their music is personal to them, and somehow they make it relatable to all of us.

They are excellent storytellers. Their music shares their stories, of happy times and sad ones. In one of their interviews, Jimin said that he was greatful for the fact that he could relate to the words he sang, that they held meaning for him. Add visuals to that and you get a new perspective, like a parallel story or a puzzle piece sliding into place. Their whole "wings" series is a jackpot to dramatics and literature students like me. It's like reading an Agatha Christie novel it's brilliant.

They work so damn hard man. I don't deny that a lot of western artists also work super hard. BTS seem to be on another level tho. That's why they're successful. There's countless videos of members randomly falling asleep on sets, photoshoots or dance practices. It's not because they're lazy, it's because they're probably working around the clock to create the content they do. The members are very cute about it with teasing those who fall asleep but it's clear that the exhaustion gets all of them. They have continued to perform after sustaining painful injuries and even collapsing. Y'all should see the images of their knees after a performance, they're so bruised from all that choreography.

They're like a family, almost like brothers. The members share a very strong bond with each other and their staff members. While most of it can be attributed to the Korean culture of respect and having lived together for over 7 years now, they are genuinely respectful and loving of the ppl they work with. They greet everyone on set, from CEO to spot boy. They obediently listen to their stylists while being playful and silly. I guess coming from an otherwise small company allows for strong bonds amongst it's employees but the BigHit entertainment calls itself the BigHit family for a reason.

There's no denying that they're all ridiculously attractive. But their humility and loving nature is what keeps ppl fixated on them. They're so entrenched in their fanbase.

They're a stellar example non toxic masculinity. They wear makeup, they cuddle with each other, they hold hands, they give out compliments for the smallest things. But they also wrestle around, are competitive,flirt,make as many random dick jokes as any other group of 20 year olds,talk about farts, are messy and scream at the tv watching sports like any other group of guy friends. They're a cultural shock to western audiences in the best way possible.

I personally feel that as amazing they are, they're still underrepresented in pop culture. But the fact that they're steadily climbing to prominence makes me happy.

TLDR: New fan perspective on BTS- we love them because they're intelligent, hardworking and humble instead of just being hella attractive.

#BTS #bts icons #newarmy #bangtan army #why BTS are awesome #bts jimin #bts x reader #bts jhope #btsv #ultimate brotp #bts yoongi #bts jin #bts namjoon #bts jungkook

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ewwhothefuckiski · 4 years

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You ever really fucking love someone. Like you have them everything. You showed them every part of you. The parts you never let anyone else see. You were your true self with them and they always made you feel like you were floating in the clouds. You ever truly fell in love? I have. I fell in love with my best friend. His name was Laurenz. He was a guy that everyone loved to be around, but I had a chemical attraction to him. I mean everything drew me to him. And one day he told me he was in love with me, he wanted me. The only problem was that I currently had a bf who I thought I was in love with, but I clearly wasnt. Well I stuck to being friends with Laurenz for about a month. Then a month into my relationship with the other guy, I found out I was being cheated on. So I cut off the relationship. Laurens was the shoulder I cried on for WEEKS. He made this one comment one day though. He said "See you should've looked the other way". And that's what sent our relationship in motion. We finally got together and everything was amazing. He treated me like a queen and I gave him my flower. We were open about everything. It was like we were made for each other and I fell in love with him. Really in love. 6 months later he blocks my number and blocks me in snap. I was like wtf?? so I left him alone. Obviously the relationship was over. But it hurt. It still hurts. My heart literally is aching while I'm writing this. Then about 3 months later I was finally moving on. I was still hurting, but not as bad. Then I get a text from him. He said "mabye someday huh"? And the cycle started again. He said he loves me and that no matter what he would always be here for me and he missed me. I missed him so bad that I let him back in my life. I figured having him as a friend was better than not having him at all. Then when I try to talk to him, he leaves me on read. So every night I can never fall asleep. He's always in my head. I cry about him still. It's den 5 months and I'm not over him. It seems like everywhere I go something reminds me of him. I was listening to a Madison Beer song and the lyrics literally say "should've never looked the other way" and so to me I think it's a sign. But I can't move on. Before I got with him I knew his rep. He was a player. He never had a serious connection with someone. He was never tied down. So when he said he wanted me to tie him down, I felt like it was forever. But he still haunts me. Idk what to do anymore. I kinda needed to share my story. Because I've written one with Grayson but it's basically my relationship. I've deleted it so many times because I'm so scared to show people how bad I was hurt. It helped writing but not alot. Ig all in asking for us if you've been through something like this then plz give me advice. I'm so lost. Anyways sorry for this but I feel better sharing my story with yall. I trust you guys. You're like a little family to me.

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💌💌!

Thanks for the asks! I’ll pick Silas for this one. ^^

“Angel with A Shotgun” by The Cab: This song takes me back to those days from middle school. I remember listening to that song so much. well, mainly the nightcore version. That counts right? The lyrics are...hmmm...kinda on the nose I guess. But, I feel like it really suit’s Silas’ character with him being a knight and all. Silas, to me, is that noble person whose willing to fight and even die to protect those that he cares so deeply about.

Hero by MONSTA X: Monbebe self shippers follow me plz I feel like this song suits Leon more tbh with the context given in the lyrics. But, I just really like this song, ok??? Well...now that I think about it, Silas would be type of guy to...look out for me if I’m ever upset or if someone’s bothering me.

Self Ship Playlist Asks~

#ask game #ask meme #fe silas #silas #ship: knight of my heart #daylightlullabies #crystal's answers

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it’s time for my play-by-play review (put some breaks in so it’s not a giant wall of text):

“Here in Duckburg, life is like...a hurricane?” Ha ha theme song reference.

El Pato is Spanish for the duck and that amuses me. Although we call our version of that storm system El Niño, so shouldn’t it have been El Patito?

Mr. Chunk’s EXTRA CHUNKY Chili Chunks

“Could you give us a hand?” *All laugh* In hindsight, he probably should have helped them instead of using the time tub again. He’d still get in trouble for stealing, but he probably would have gotten a less harsh punishment.

“We should have plenty of food we won’t get sick of.” “I said sick from and you know it.” Classic kid logic.

Are the chili dogs a Sonic reference, since Ben is playing him in the upcoming movie?

“Chili dogs put the ‘hooray’ in ‘hooraycane’ party.” That was an awful pun and we should all be mad at Della for it.

“And we all get scurvy. Again.” This is why they need Donald home.

“Is that your parenting strategy or did you get that off a bumper sticker?” Beakley keeps in real.

Beakley and Della have a great dynamic this episode. I honestly think Beakley sees a lot of herself in Della and is trying to teach Della what she wishes someone had taught her when she had her own kid(s).

Louie pushing Huey to the center of the room so that nobody notices him leaving, smart.

“My brother’s gonna be a professional nerd.” Hooray for supporting your brother!

Mary Poppins-CONFIRMED MEMBER OF THE MCDUCK CLAN.

The wooden cane reminds me of Hop Pop’s

“That boy’s up to something.” Crazy thought here but maybe you should be proactive about that and follow him YOURSELF.

Launchpad never ceases to amaze me. How did he nail wood to STAINED GLASS?

That’s coming out of his paycheck.

“You’ve got your own tub?! Lucky.” GET THIS MAN A TUB, STAT!

I hope we get more Louie and Launchpad stuff. The way they play off each other is great.

Louie’s little presentation is great and runs on kid logic.

Bubba is adorable.

BWAMP. Nice sound effect.

“Time Treasures, a subsidiary of Louie Inc. It’s not a crime if it’s lost to time.” Cute, but I doubt that would hold up in court.

Also, did Louie’s plan/most of the episode remind anyone else of Bender’s Big Score? Bender pulled a similar scheme at the end, only his time traveling caused a rip in the fabric of space. So they got off lucky here?

I totally buy Launchpad keeping a shower cap and rubber ducky on his person at all times. I WANT HIM TO GET HIS BUBBLE BATH, DAMMIT!

“HEY COOL. A DEAD GUY!” Dewey, you really shouldn’t get that excited over corpses. I know Bubba is actually alive, but did they?

Webby, Bubba is taller and buffer than you. I don’t think he qualifies as a “little” guy.

I DEMAND to know about the times Scrooge was frozen in an iceberg! Is Webby counting the time he and Goldie were frozen together?

Metaphors and hypothetical situations don’t work on Della. Maybe it’s a pilot thing.

“HISTORY IS ALIVE!” I LOVE MY NERD SON.

I love when people meet someone who doesn’t understand them/speaks a different language, they think talking louder will help.

“He’s got a hat like a person!” Is that racist?

Of COURSE Dewey turns the hat backwards.

“Your Funky Fresh ways” These kids have watched waaaay too much 90s media. The little hip shimmy was great.

Chili dogs>tree bark

“Man, I am learning SO MUCH.” Me too, Webby. Me too.

Did the exchange between Louie and Launchpad about the ethical nature of Time Treasures remind anyone else of when Jim and Launchpad discussed Jim’s plan to get himself into the movie or am I seeing parallels where there aren’t any?

Louie went to the school of Katara. (Both agree it’s ok to steal from pirates)

NOTHING is ever 100% safe

Dewey reeeeeeally wants another sibling. I bet someone is gonna push his mom into the dating scene.

OG DUCKTALES REFERENCE FTW

Bubba-a lyrical genius

Launchpad looks SO LOST while all of this is going on. Though he seems pretty lost in the whole episode.

“At least make him wear a helmet.” Safety lessons!

“SHUT UBBA, MAN.”

“Don’t think about it too hard.” A rule of thumb when dealing w/ time travel.

Poor Launchpad is having an existential crisis.

And THAT is why we leave time travel to the professionals, Louie. Next time just ask Uncle Scrooge.

How did they make a graphic for Timephoon so fast?

Roxanne is salty, but of course the source is McDuck Manor.

I DEMAND MORE FRANKLOON. Maybe Fenton could write a musical about him. Sidenote: I REALLY WANT a Ben Franklin musical.

Bubba-an artistic MARVEL

Shimmy that board clean!

The little head stroke she gives Louie. MY HEART!

I...don’t think that is how to do math.

“I see how you turned this into a lesson in parenting and I’m impressed.” THAT’S HOW GRANDMAS ROLL.

Gyro-the most USELESS TWINK. I love him.

I love the way Bobby says “oh boy” for Louie.

“HE IS OFFENSIVE TO THE FIELD OF ANTHROPOLOGY!” Time travel in general is probably offensive to anthropology.

Is it wrong to enjoy Huey going FERAL AS FUCK? Because I thoroughly enjoy it.

Why would you listen to Dewey on research?

“Did you SEE that finger progression on that solo?”

Bubba-MASTER MUSICIAN! Also, KEYTARS ROCK!

“COME HERE, YOU HISTORICAL ABOMINATION!” Not saying Huey’s killed a man, but he knows how to and how to cover it up.

Pretty sure Webby and Dewey are trolling.

“Definitely not cloning an army.” I have SO MANY QUESTIONS.

Louie’s in hoodie-ville.

“He could be anywhen!” Time travel jokes.

I like that they all assume it’s Gyro at first. WHAT CRIMES HAS THIS MAN COMMITTED?!

“It’s one of the kids.” “I’ll get Dewey.” I could see Dewey stealing the time tub, but he’d just try and change the name of things into Dewey puns.

Ninjas,worse than termites-Scrooge Mcduck, 2019

MORE BEAKLEY/DELLA TEAM UPS PLZ

“Even good kids do dumb things.” And good adults. No one thinks Louie is a bad kid, but he was pretty dumb.

What was with the log?

SANTA TRAP

“Oh no, they may be French.” That line made me laugh.

Launchpad falling asleep when the tapestry was over his face-hilarious.

“Don’t ask.”

Launchpad-always asking the right questions.

“Thank you past and/or future me.”

I love Huey trying to make sense of Bubba.

“I hate this.”

Poor Huey.

Bubba-an amazing animal tamer

I really like how much Della admires Beakley.

Webby shouting “GRANNY!” T_T

So is that picture of Scrooge, Donald, and Della fighting pirates a time travel related adventure?

Hi Woody and Jessie

“I’VE IMMEDIATELY FAILED YOU.” Mood

Launchpad is so wise. But I think time is more timey-wimey, wibbly-wobbly, right Scrooge?

Della’s angry mom voice

The fight is cool.

“AH, ME SCURVY!” BRICK JOKE FTW!

Not the time for time travel logic, Dewey. Plus they seem to be coming from different countries so anywhere would still work.

Bubba-A HERO

“GO, YOU FREAK OF HISTORY!”

#youtriedLaunchpad

“EVERYTHING WE DO HAS ALREADY HAPPENED!”

Della shouting “KIDS” and Louie shouting “MOOOM” really hit me in the gut.

Let’s pour one out for Bubba.

I PRAY TO GOD someone writes fics about what each character was doing in the time period they ended up in.

Della was giving me MAJOR Joan of Arc vibes in that armor.

Yeah, this scene hurt. But it needed to be done. Louie still seems to think that it was all a good idea. He hasn’t learned his lesson yet.

That scene also reminded me of Merida and Elinor’s fight in Brave. Both sides have a point, but both went too far.

I’m glad Louie didn’t instantly accept his mom. It’s more interesting that way and feels real.

I love that Launchpad looks around at everyone before he reacts. He most likely knows nothing about the Spear of Selene incident so he has no idea of how hurtful Louie’s comment was.

Gyro had NO REACTION to any of that fight.

That broke poor Della.

“I went to the future. I’ve seen how the world ends.*pause* It was neat! See you there soon!”

I wonder why Launchpad was the only one who went forward in time. Could it play a role in stopping the invasion?

“Some people aren’t ready for the truth.” So wise.

Bubba-THE FIRST OF CLAN MCDUCK

#ducktales #dt spoilers

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