041. a train on its way to its destination, a sleeping passenger resting on a shoulder . - jules :))
it's the only remaining line that works ; a year after the flood and gotham is still recovering. the two of them planning to get on at the same stop , never revealing that they are anything more or less. to the outside eye it's kismet , but to bruce wayne it's so much more. he had kept his eye on her , the cars emptying as they crept further and further away from the cities prying eyes , eyes trained upon bruce wayne as they studied his movements , and unsure if it WAS indeed truly him ... was it ?
the lights illuminate as shadows overtake and the train bumps along rusty tracks. lights flicker and bruce looks upwards before his eyes rest upon the back of juliette , she looks so small in such a scene ---- he counting down the stops until he can sit next to her ... lips silently saying the names of each stop until they are the only ones left.
it's past ten pm now , and he goes to walk to her side until his voice breaks the sounds of a train that unbeknownst to it is their soundtrack. ❛ can i sit ? ❜ his words soft and comforting in their address. he looks around them one more time , ❛ it's just us ❜ anticipating her question before it ever falls from her lips. going to then slide into seat as their frames relax , and they share a smile that only the two of them know. a smile that had been perfected throughout the years. her lips conveying the same fondness that blossomed in ribcage.
❛ ... you wouldn't believe how many stops i counted down 'till .... ❜ bruce softly quips as they then leave the city and go out towards an island that lays just beyond the city. from here one could catch a ferry to a island that very much resembled the hamptons. though as he looks down at a head that has found comfortable residence upon arm he sees that she's out , sleep upon her features as eyes [ that have been permanently rimmed red since the slaughter of her family ; indeed it was a risk appearing in the public eye ] appear somewhat calm. bruce then shifts , allows for more room as he sighs in what only one can call content. / @down1979
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San Francisco playlist
San Francisco - my favorite city in the world!
The bands, the music, the songs are all here, in this playlist I created.
I threw in a bit of Sac and went south by San Jose, Monterrey and up past Sausalito. Can we make it to 250 songs? Let me know what bands/songs I left out.
Have I left out a song or a band in this San Francisco playlist?
Let me know!
Cheers!
Play the songs here at this link:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HLG9q5rZLsqs8EYh6bhu-
San Francisco
001 The Dillinger Escape Plan w/Mike Patton - When Good Dogs Do Bad Things
002 Night flight Orchestra - California Morning
003 Quincy Jones - Call Me Mister Tibbs OST (Main Title)
004 James Taylor Quartet - Dirty Harry theme song
005 Faith No More - Seperation anxiety
006 Streets of San Francisco TV show theme song
007 Santana - Evil Ways
008 High on Fire - Electric Messiah
009 Metallica - Disposable Heroes
010 Hammers Of Misfortune - Dead Revolution
011 Buddy Guy - Hello San Francisco
012 Faith No More - Jungle
013 Isaac Hayes - Shaft
014 Orange Peels - Back In San Francisco
015 Idris Ackamoor and the Pyramids - Message To My People
016 Thee Oh Sees - The Dream
017 Merle Haggard - Here In Frisco
018 Audrey Horne - California
019 Journey - Lights
020 Death Angel - Hatred United / United Hate
021 Mel Tor Me - Got The Date On The Golden Gate
022 Duke Ellington - Tourist Point Of View
023 Sons of Anarchy - This Life (Sons of Anarchy Theme Song)
024 Larry Graham's Central Station - Earthquake
025 LARD - I Wanna Be A Drug Sniffing Dog
026 Machine Head - California Bleeding
027 Neurosis - The Doorway
028 KING WOMAN - Utopia
029 Lalo Schifrin - Magnum Force OST Main Title
030 Forbidden - Adapt Or Die
031 DBUK - In San Francisco Bay
032 Jack Name - Werewolf Factory
033 John Carpenter - Theme from "The Fog"
034 Khiis - Saboor
035 Richie Havens - San Francisco Bay Blues
036 Metallica - Battery
037 Autopsy - charred remains
038 ExTREMITY_-_Crepuscular_Crescendo
039 The Otherside - Streetcar
040 Quincy Jones - Ironside (TV Theme)
041 Megadeth - Back in the Day
042 Sly and the Family Stone - Stand!
043 Faith No More - From Out of Nowhere
044 Willie Hutch-Vampin (The Mack OST
045 Orchid - Mouths Of Madness
046 Lalo Schifrin - Bullitt OST - On The Way To San Mateo
047 Vince Guaraldi - Woodstock's Dream
048 Fantomas - 4-11-05
049 Violation Wound - Fearmonger + State of Alarm
050 Primus - Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers
051 The Flower Pot Men - Let's Go to San Francisco (Part.1-2)
052 Bosse-de-Nage - Crux
053 Rod McKuen - The Beat Generation
054 Dionne Warwick - Do You Know The Way To San Jose
055 The Watchers - Sabbath Highway
056 Possessed - the eyes of horror
057 Scott McKenzie – San Francisco (Be Sure to wear flowers)
058 Tower Of Power - Oakland Stroke
059 Big Trouble In Little China OST - Pork chop express
060 Vio-lence - Calling In The Coroner
061 Black Oak Arkansas - The Big Ones Still Coming
062 Mr. Bungle - Love Is a Fist
063 VUUR - The Fire - San Francisco
064 Testament - The Haunting
065 Electronicat - Frisco Bay
066 Y&T - Mean Streak
067 Thee Oh Sees - Toe Cutter/Thumb Buster
068 Sweet - California Nights - Promo Clip (OFFICIAL)
069 Sadus - Swallowed In Black
070 Chuck Berry - San Francisco Dues
071 Sammy Hagar - Keep on rockin'
072 Fuzz - Sleigh Ride
073 Otis Redding - Sittin' on The Dock of the Bay
074 Pleasure Leftits - The Gate
075 BL'AST - Sometimes
076 Santana - Samba de Sausalito
077 Acephalix - Upon This Altar
078 Sun Ra - Lady With The Golden Stockings
079 Chris Isaak - San Francisco Days
080 Pointer Sisters - How Long (Betcha' Got A Chick On The Side)
081 High On Fire - Carcosa
082 Will Haven - When The Walls Close In
083 The Coup - Laugh/Love/Fuck
084 King Khan - Teeth Are Shite
085 Deafheaven - Irresistible
086 Glitter Wizard - Blood of the Serpent
087 Jefferson Airplane - It's No Secret
088 Cannonball Adderley - This Here
089 The Warlocks - Can't Come Down
090 Squirmy Sax Man - I Still Believe
091 Acid King - Coming Down from Outer Space
092 George Duke - Sausalito
093 The Lost Boys - Cry Little Sister (Theme From The Lost Boys OST)
094 Betty Davis - [They Say I'm Different] He Was a Big Freak
095 Fever Tree - San Francisco Girls
096 The Dillinger Escape Plan w/ Mike Patton - Pig Latin
097 Build Them to Break - Lucky Strike
098 Montrose - Rock Candy
099 PRIMUS - THE TOYS GO WINDING DOWN
100 Joe Satriani - Big Bad Moon
101 Sleater Kinney - Jumpers
102 GRUESOME - Dimensions Of Horror
103 Sly & the Family Stone - Everday People
104 Huey Lewis and the News - Back in Time
105 Hammers Of Misfortune - 2 17th Street
106 Jerry Fielding - Prologue _ Main Title (The Enforcer OST)
107 Metal Church - The Dark
108 Deftones - Ohms
109 John Lee Hooker - Frisco Blues
110 DRI - Go Die
111 16th & Valencia Roxy Music- Devendra Banhart, What We Will Be
112 MC Hammer - Too Legit to Quit
113 Dead Kennedys-Police Truck
114 Rancid - Adina
115 San Francisco's Shiver - Up My Sleeve
116 Bernard Herrmann - Vertigo OST - The Bay
117 Faith No More - Last Cup Of Sorrow
118 Blackburn & Snow - Stranger In a Strange Land
119 The Doobie Brothers - What A Fool Believes
120 The Grateful Dead - Sugar Magnolia
121 Cab Calloway - San Francisco Fan
122 The Charlatans - codine
123 Buck Owens - Want To Live In San Francisco
124 Sleep - Dragonaut
125 Death Angel - 5 Steps Of Freedom
126 Neil Young - Heart of Gold
127 Vastum - Reveries in Autophagia
128 Dead Kennedys - Moon Over Marin
129 EchoBrain - Colder World
130 Riz Ortolani - Lombard Street
131 Waylon Jennings - San Francisco Mabel Joy
132 Con Funk Shun - Confunkshunizeya
133 Chic - Hes the Greatest Dancer
134 Peace Creep - Radio Free Alcatraz
135 ABBA - Santa Rosa
136 Brian Wilson and Van Dyke Parks - San Fransisco
137 Together Band - California Curl California Girl
138 The Hellers - It's 74 In San Francisco
139 Pat Todd - No Place Like Home
140 Nancy Wilson - I'm Always Drunk In San Francisco (And I Don't Drink At All)
141 Anathema - San Francisco
142 Blue Cheer - Fool
143 Exhumed - Gravewalker
144 Darondo - Let My People Go
145 Exodus - Blood In Blood Out
146 Lalo Schifrin Dirty Harry OST - Scorpios Theme
147 Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues
148 Wild Light - California on my mid
149 Herbie Hancock - Man-child - Hang Up Your Hang Ups
150 Fantomas - Spider Baby
151 The Lord Weird Slough Feg - Headhunter
152 The Animals - San Franciscan Nights
153 Twilight - Dance with Me
154 THE POINTER SISTERS - Yes We Can Can
155 Residents - Hello Skinny
156 CCR HEADCLEANER - Eat This Riff
157 LEON WARE - Thats Why I Came To California
158 Creedence Clearwater Revival - I Put A Spell On You
159 Comorant - The First Man
160 Bosse-de-Nage - The Trench
161 Hell Fire - Free Again
162 Riz Ortolani - Golden Gate Bridge
163 Fleetwood Mac - You Make Loving Fun
164 Uther Pendragon - San Francisco Earthquake
165 Melvins - Zodiac
166 La Luz - California Finally
167 The Wyatt Act - Push
168 Santana - Soul Sacrifice
169 Cheap Trick - On the Radio
170 Electric Wizard - Venus In Furs
171 Led Zeppelin - Misty Mountain Hop
172 Tommy Castro - Callin' San Francisco
173 Viscious Rumors - Digital Dictator
174 Ghoul-Off With Their Heads
175 Diesel - Sausalito Summernight (Single Version)
176 Sheila E - A Love Bizarre
177 Starship - Nothings Gonna Stop Us Now
178 Jeffry Osboune - I Really Don't Need No Light
179 Nazareth - Alcatraz
180 Freak of Nature - Rescue Me
181 Metallica - Crash Course In Brain Surgery
182 10000 Maniacs - Hey Jack Kerouac
183 Faith No More - Get Out
184 URSA - Wizard's Path
185 Jefferson Airplane - Aerie (Gang of Eagles)
186 Tower of Power - Just Enough and Too Much
187 Fred Hughes - san francisco is a lonely town
188 Mamaleek - Eating Unblessed Meat
189 Moby Grape - Naked If I Want To
190 Exodus - Metal Command
191 Pig Destroyer - Alcatraz Metaphors
192 the Donnas - You Make Me Hot
193 Hot Tuna - True Religion
194 Heathen - Opiate of the Masses
195 Fanny - Come and Hold Me
196 Sadus - Hands Of Fate
197 Negative Trend - Meathouse
198 Forbidden - Forbidden Evil
199 Spazz - Crush Kill Destroy
200 Testament - The Preacher
201 HEXX - Morbid Reality
202 Vio-Lence - Phobophobia
203 Dead Kennedys - One Way Ticket To Pluto
204 Tom Waits - Get Behind The Mule
205 CRETIN - It
206 RAMONES - Judy Is A Punk
207 Full House - Intro
208 Willie Alexander and the Boom Boom Band - Kerouac
209 Primus - Dirty Drowning Man
210 Wooden Shjips - Motorbike
211 The Tony Williams Lifetime Ego - Clap City
212 Middle of the Road - Sacramento (A Wonderful Town)
213 Green Day - At the Library
214 Slayer - Gemini
215 Tetema - Cutlass Eye
216 Defiance - Death Machine
217 Brisco County Jr theme
218 Doug McKechnie - Crazy Ray
219 Ulthar - Furnace Hibernation
220 Mr. Bungle - ANARCHY UP YOUR ANUS
221 Dirty Ghosts - Let It Pretend
222 They Might Be Giants - San Francisco (In Situ)
223 Metallica - The Shortest Straw
224 OM - Unitive Knowledge of the Godhead
225 Laaz Rockit - City's Gonna Burn
226 Autopsy - Skullptures
227 Mordred - Spectacle of Fear
228 Sly & the Family Stone - Luv N' Haight
229 Possessed - Seven Churches
230 Machine Head - The Rage to Overcome
231 Thelonius Monk - San Francisco Holiday
232 The Units - The Mission Is Bitchin
233 Del Tha Funkee Homosapien - Mistadobalina
234 Arnocorps - Dead lift
235 The Grateful Dead - The Golden Road
236 DRI - All for nothing
237 Jim Martin - Disco dust
238 Thee Oh Sees - I come from the mountain
239 Death Angel - Discontinued
240 Starship - We Built This City
241 Captured! by Robots - Endless Circle of Bullshit
242 Pins Of Light - My revenge
243 Sun Ra - We Travel the Spaceways
244 Faith No More - caffeine
245 David Lee Roth - Just like paradise
246 San Francisco Fog Horns by Golden Gate Bridge
247 Abscess - Tormented
248 Mortuous - Bitterness
249 Dead Kennedy's - California uber alles
250 Twitch Angry - San Francisco
666 Neurosis - Water Is Not Enough
So, hop on a cable car, grab ice cream at Swenson’s or bark back at the seals down by Pier 39. Catch a Bear’s game at Berkeley and do some squirmy sax moves in the Haight after you down some beers at the Toronado and play my San Fran playlist!
Here are the songs in the link:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HLG9q5rZLsqs8EYh6bhu-
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hello mom! idk how well you know stray kids but if you do, could you try a little something for hyunjin? i can't get 80s prom out of my head for some reason jsdkjsd anyways i love your work
80s prom au hyunjin!! i tried my best OTL
the sound of whitney houston’s “i wanna dance with somebody” is playing so loud when you walk in you practically have to cover your ears
the crowded gymnasium is decorated with banners of all colors, a corny disco ball projects a rainbow on the people under it
and all the dresses are way TOO big, covered in ruffles, and topped off with glitter
the teachers are running around, trying to pull couples who are dancing way too close together apart
and the dateless students are stuck on the bleachers pushed to the back with solemn expressions
“nice bowtie hyunjin”
chan comments, sliding up next to hyunjin and lowering his black raybands with a wink
hyunjin doesn’t say anything, instead jeongin pops his head around his shoulder and sticks his tongue out at chan
“you shouldnt be talking, who wears sunglasses inside?”
chan huffs, “eat my shorts kid - everyone knows this is fashion”
the two quarrel playfully as usual
but hyunjin is distracted
he picks at his tuxedo, fidgeting and pulling back his lip between his teeth
it takes a moment, but chan finally notices that their friend isnt joining in on the fun
“hey, hey what’s your damage - are you looking for someone?”
hyunjin sighs, his free hand clutching the bright blue corsage he’d picked out before getting here
“thats a rad looking flower there,,,,”
chan starts
and jeongin perks up, “yeah it’s for hyunjin’s totally rad date-”
“they’re not my date, they probably aren’t even coming”
hyunjin’s shoulders sag, he mumbles something about how he should just go home
but chan and jeongin refuse to let their friend leave
“dude, you totally need to stay. they’ll show up. i mean, you got like your dads camero and everything, this is THE night to tell them how you feel!”
hyunjin just lets a dark look overcast his features
the ‘they’ his friends keep mentioning is you
his seatmate for third period chemistry
you’re always taking notes, diligently answering questions, and being all around a model student
you’re polite, well put together, and unlike all of the other students who tease and annoy the teacher - you actually seem to care for school
which everyone thinks is weird of you
but that hyunjin has come to really like
at first, his friends had teased him
said you were a bookworm, a wallflower, but to him you were totally rad - you were no airhead or wannabe
you were just,,,,,so authentically you
“look at him - he’s thinking about them, completely spazzing”
jeongjin comments and chan sighs, “wish i could find a love like that”
the track switches from whitney houston to michael jackson, and immediately both jeongin and chan rush out onto the dance floor
leaving hyunjin, pressed to the wall of the gym with a glum look on his face
until,,,,,,,,he spots you
you’re wearing something simple, and your hair isn’t anywhere near as over-the-top as the rest of the student body
and you look ,,,,,, you look pretty
to the point where hyunjin has to turn and press his face to the wall to hide the embarrassment that’s going to crawl up onto his cheeks
suddenly giving you the corsage seems stupid
begging his dad to get the car for a night seems stupid
everything seems stupid because what if you dont even really like him, what if you dont even know he exists-
“hey hyunjin!”
he freezes, his tall body suddenly unable to move itself
“are you ok, you look like you’re having a lame time,,,,”
he knows that it’s your voice, and that he should turn around and face you
and it takes all his effort to do so
you shine, under the rainbow of lights and even though there’s a huge crowd out tonight
none of them matter to hyunjin
it’s just,,,,,,,,,you that he can see
you look down at the corsage he’s holding and then back up at him
shyly you ask if he’s got someone to give it to
his ears go red, but hyunjin offers it to you with shaky hands
you take it, smiling and let hyunjin put it on your wrist - giggling at his trembling fingers
“d-does it look ok?” he asks finally
“it’s totally wicked, and it matches my outfit!”
you grin and then look up when the lights suddenly dim
the song turns slow and jeongin and chan saunter back over to hyunjin
but the moment they notice you, they start making wolf whistles and giving hyunjin thumbs up
he shoos them away, but you just laugh and put your hand out to touch hyunjin’s
“do you wanna dance?”
his eyes widen, but with a slow nod you manage to pull him out onto the floor
and as you two sway, hyunjin’s polite hands hovering over the slope of your waist
you look up at him and go
“you should have just asked me.”
he blinks
“a-a-about what?”
“asked me to the dance.”
hyunjin loses the ability to speak, unsure of what to say
you think it’s cute, how nervous he is about all this
“i actually only came because your friends over there told me yesterday during study hall that you wanted me to.”
hyunjin straightens up, looking over to see jeongin and chan sitting on the bleachers, mocking each other over something he’s sure
he turns to you and sighs
“sorry if they bothered you ,,,”
“no no, they were nice and ,,,,, the said you even got your dads car for the night?”
you look up through your lashes and hyunjin is sure he’s about to have the most gnarly heart attack of his life from how cute you look
he nods and you grin
“cool, because i dont really like dances. i thought we could go for a drive instead?”
hyunjin looks around, the song coming to an end and the blasting of wham’s “wake me up” starts as everyone goes back into a dancing frenzy
through the chaos of it all, he pulls you through the back door of the gym and you two make it out into the parking lot
laughing under the warm summer stars
“where do you want me to take you?”
hyunjin asks, the gentleman as always as you stop in front of the car
you shrug
“let’s just drive and see where we end up?”
hyunjin nods, but before he turns to open the door
you stop him, tippy-toeing up to kiss him lightly on the lips
it’s like fireworks go off in his brain, poor hyunjin goes embarrassingly pink
and you just think he’s the cutest ever
the next morning outside of english class, chan finds hyunjin still in a starstruck gaze
“dude, are you like majorly in love now?”
hyunjin nods, “yeah,,,,,like,,,,,,,,majorly.”
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They call him ‘Devil’ (A Donghae fic): Prologue
This is a gang/mafia au, set in the 70′s with a black reader cause I felt that we needed a hookup! Also I haven’t written a good piece in a while so excuse the rustiness.
Song recs: Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac & Boss by James Brown (trust me they fit so well)
You never meant for it to get like this. You never thought you’d end up binded to a lifestyle of drugs, money laundering, lying and other things needless to say. Guess it was part of the package. It wasn’t like you…but you can’t say you didn’t get accustomed to it quickly. It was exhilarating. Although there were hardships, there was luxury in return. To everything negative you had to face, you were rewarded with new clothes, jewelry, and all the wining and dining a girl could ever want. But most importantly, the full security and ongoing success of The Glass House, your night club. Compliments of him.
You were the moon and stars to his darkest hour of midnight. Lee Donghae was a businessman. A kingpin, if you may. Clients came with requests, needs, tasks, and he got them done. He was a master at his craft, and a regular at your little shindig. He would treat your club as his bank and you were the teller. He’d run cash by you to keep for him, and you’d help make drug transactions with high end regulars. You don’t know what pulled you to him, but there was something about that man that was mysterious and dark.
You instantly felt a jolt in your bones the first time he stepped into your club with his little entourage. In walked an oriental man wearing a crisp burgundy suede suit, paired with a deep navy blue button up shirt that was undid by three buttons at the top to expose a cuban link chain with the crucifiction cross that rested perfectly on his bare chest. With his side-parted brown hair capturing the shimmering light that the turning disco ball rained down on the club goers. He was truly a sight for sore eyes. His sunblockers resting ever so comfortably on the bridge of his nose. He looked deliciously irresistible. You just had to cross paths with this man.
“Maybelle, take over the inventory check.” you handed your assistant the pen and pad in which you were jotting down bar items that needed restocking, “Sure thang y/n” she responded back, but you were already halfway gone and too distracted to hear, whisking through the club and perching in high standing areas so you could somehow get a closer look at the man. The crew of men that he arrived with scattered around the club, chatting. Mingling. But there he was, seated at a rounded booth with his arms resting spread out on it just taking in the view of the club. His shades had been retired from its place on his face and was now hanging on his coat pocket.
Now being able to see his full face, you must’ve been staring an awfully long while because you both locked eyes for what to you sempt like an eternity. It was you that broke the gaze. Looking over your shoulder as if to check for dirty tables. His glance never faltering. You suddenly felt the heat. As if one of the bright club lights shined in your direction. You suddenly began to worry about how you dressed for the evening. Now, if there’s one thing you always did, it was exude confidence.
Keep it real, you owned the best nightclub around, the least you could do was dress like so. And that you did. Tonight, you had on a mustard colored satin halter top midi dress that hugged your curves in all the right places putting your figure on full display. Cut right at the curvature of your calves, with a slit that trailed it’s way up to your mid thigh so that when you walked, just the sight of your leg alone could capture the eye of President Nixon himself. Your mink coat hung off your shoulders to act as a fur shawl, but you abandoned it in your office earlier as you emerged to supervise the house and workers. Your natural hair had been blow dried to achieve length, no hot comb, no flat iron. Tonight you opted for a simple yet chic afro puff ponytail. You left your golden hair pick in your puff and it served to look like a little tiara. For jewelry, a skinny diamond choker that brought just a hint of attention to your bosoms, but not too much. Earrings and bracelet to match. Golden pedicure and manicure. Completed with a gold pair of chunky platform heels that were more than comfortable enough to stand and walk around for hours on end. He noticed these things. Every detail.
He was captivated by such devine and melanated beauty that made every other woman in the room seem like women of the night. You, were a sight for sore eyes. He watched distinctly as you made your way over to his booth. Even through the bumping of the funk music and grooving spirits, he was able to hear the clicking of your heels against the checkered floor crystal clear. You were now standing at his booth, leaning against the chair cool and collectively mustering up the will to speak, “You must be the head woman in charge.” but he beat you to it. You let out a light chuckle taken by surprise from his quick initiative. “You are correct I am indeed.” you smiled at him, “What lead you to that observation?” you asked seeing if he’d offer up a clever response, “The aura you carry with you as you walk,” he looked as if he was studying your features, “with such pride and grace, surely you’re not here to attract a spazz who isn’t worthy. You’re a businesswoman. At the end of the day, you’re here to acquire your money. I respect that. It’s radical.” A smile formed on his face as he hit the nail right on the head. That was a clever response. “Right on.” you say, feeling more relaxed around him.
His voice was so buttery and smooth it’d be impossible not to fall asleep during a late night of phone chats with him. He gestured for you to slide in the booth, and you did just that. The funk that was playing in the club, changed to a mellow jam. “Let me buy you a drink.” He offered still admiring your put together, “Slow your role now, you’on even know my name,” you say with a slight playful grin creeping on your face, “My bad, may I have a name of the host who is servicing me tonight?” he said as he turned himself ever so slightly to be facing your direction. You look down to catch yourself from smiling too hard then up again, “It’s y/n.”, “y/n?” he repeats, “What a beautiful name. Y/n. I like it!”. “Thank you,” you laugh while saying. “And yours?” you now shift in the booth to face him. “I’m Donghae. Lee Donghae.”, “Well, it’s nice to meet you Donghae!” you put your hand out to shake his, and like the gentlemen that you already assumed he was, he took your hand in his and kissed it. “So, Donghae, what do you do?” you asked immersed in y'alls conversation. By this time the drinks had came and you two were both very well acquainted, “Well, likewise I am a businessman myself,” he took a swig of his rum & coke, “just under different circumstances.”
After that first night. He’d regularly pop in just to see you. And then it got to the point where you’d both meet outside of the club in casual conditions. Until after awhile you two became more than friends, then sensual conditions. You started to notice marks and scars that he’d regularly get. It worried you. Especially since he never told you completely what his profession was. He said he wanted to keep you safe, and you trusted him. Sometimes people that didn’t seem like regular club goers and partyfolk would come to The Glass House and you’d feel uneasy. It got to a point where you had to move in with Donghae. He didn’t live half bad. He had a luxurious home. Sometimes you wondered why he needed that big of a house if he lived alone.
Everything sempt okay for a while until one night when the club was closed, you were the only one there and found Donghae on the ground at the entrance with gunshot wounds. Luckily the bullets didn’t hit any vital organs. You wanted to call the police and that’s when he insisted and had to come clean. You thought he was talkin jive, you thought it was all a hoax, but then again, you were in the bathroom of your office treating your man’s bullet wounds. He didn’t want you to experience the hardships, he wanted to leave you, keep you out of harm’s way. But if you being safe meant, you couldn’t see him again, then harm’s way can come knock on your front door.
You told him to teach you the trade. And he did. And you learned quick. You had to. Where you grew up, your life depended on you learning quick. You grew up fighting to survive, cause that’s just the world you lived in. Now you’re stepping into the world he lives in. Fear has no place there. Your club became more of a territorial ground. And since It’s your club. What you say goes. He loves that about you. You’re loyal.
But there’s one thing you realized about him, he trusts his crew and only his. If anyone messes with them, they mess with him. Everyone feared him. Except you. Because you’re his love. You call him Lee Donghae. But them? They call him Devil.
So! You don’t know HOW LONG it took me to get my mind in the right head space to write this oof. Should I write more? I kinda want to but I have another prologue to work on for yet another fic so bloop!
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"All Life Needs is a Little Joke", or How Wilford Warfstache plays with the Markiplier formula
I've always wanted to talk about the technical stuff that goes through a Markiplier skit, but I never found the time to do so, and whenever I did, the window is closed and no one talks about it. Sad, I know. But with the new Wilford video out, I decided that I can finally look into something I wanted to talk about for a while.
I wanna talk a little bit about the Markiplier Writing Formula.
(I mean, I'm a writer too, you know. A writer catches things.)
The thing is that Markiplier is a comedy writer, first and foremost. He entertains us through laughter and happiness. This extends to his skits, which tend to lean toward happy times and fun all around...even when it's dark, it's a dark comedy. And here's something we need to recall: all Markiplier skits end with a joke. All of them.
Anything Cyndago? Joke ending.
Google IRL? Joke. Poor bot overheated and spazzed out.
Hell, let's go recent. Remember A Date With Markiplier? Remember what the canon ending was? Yeah, that's right. We were Chica all along. Despite the fact that this was Darkiplier's first serious appearance.
The best part about this is that even Who Killed Markiplier followed this formula. The first chapter ended on a dick joke, and then one of two things happened. Either you watched it straight and ended on a man looking for a punchline
Or you watched it with bonus content and SURPRISE, we have a joke! The formula holds.
As I follow this, I notice that the formula goes something like this: thete is always a joke ending, which is even funnier in context with what the video is about. Even when the video is 100% serious.
Knowing that, think about Wilford's new video. It technically ends on a joke too...on paper. Follow me on this: the video is about a detective chasing down a criminal. The video ends with both of them dancing at a disco club.
On paper, it sounds so hilarious just by how random it was. And we can all accept that by how Wilford is. The Markiplier skit holds true to formula. However, the difference here is that the context of this ending joke is...so much different than before.
The man is losing his memories to the madness. He can't coherently remember the detective chasing him. He is passing through all time and space at the same time, and he can't hold himself up with that. The madness is all he has left.
And oh boy, what about detective Abe? We just came to the realization that even the manor affected him as well. The manor will not let Mark die...and as such, Abe cannot die either. Even worse was that he was losing his memories as well. Just like Wilford.
And then, as quick as we got here, we slowly descend into our joke ending.
Two men, two enemies, dancing in a nightclub.
Lost to the madness.
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Disco, a favorite author of mine had his tumblr deleted by tumblr because somebody reported it because he wrote ABO Starker and Sugar daddy Starker. The one who reported his tumblr threatened to report his fics so he also deleted them on Ao3. He had 3 fics on his Ao3: ABO Starker, Sugar Daddy Starker, and Bucky adopting Peter (not sexual at all, it’s family fic and his most popular fic). And he never wrote anything sexual on his tumblr, he only posted links to his Ao3 and his tumblr is just full of readers giving praises, asking questions, spazzing about his Dad!Bucky fic.
What can he do? I checked tumblr’s ToS and it said that we can’t post anything harmful to minors, but it’s fiction. And he didn’t even post it to tumblr. So I don’t know why tumblr deleted his page. (Also, it turns out tumblr forbids pornography, yet I am following 50+ gay porn blogs right now, and the blogs are still active).
I am so angry right now. He is 16, and recently (like yesterday) somebody asked him why did he write underage fics. He answered it really well. He is underage, he knows what’s fiction and reality, an adult once had tried to make an advance to him and ignored him when he told the guy to stop. He knows that fiction is a safe space for him to play around about power dominance, that is very dangerous in real life. He’s very nice and very mature for his age.
I’m so angry right now.
I’m not sure there’s anything you can do.
There appears to be a purge going on right now, and Tumblr not only doesn’t have to give any reason, but they also don’t even have to warn you so you have a chance to back up your blog.
Some fucking anti would have reported him, totally disregarding the fact that there is actual child pornography on this website of course.
My advice to him, if he feels up to it, is to start a new blog, and hope that this one doesn’t go the way of the last--and back his blog up.
And at least take some comfort in the fact that AO3 doesn’t believe in the antis’ purity wank, so his fics there should be safe.
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Nicknames: No nicknames (but I do go by Molly in games and such)
Star sign: Scorpio (also my chinese zodiac is a dragon :D )
Height:165,5cm (I think *shrug*)
Time right now: 01:39(start)
Favourite music artist: It's unusual for me to like more than a few songs pr artist lol, so I guess the ones who are the exception to that could kinda be called my favs, even if even that's a stretch for many. I do very much adore the Danish artist Kim Larsen he's like one of our national treasures. He's kinda like wierd cross between Bob Dylan, David Bowie and Elton John among others lol. So yeah I love Kim Larsen. I also love a lot of music by the danish Rasmus Seebach. I have a fondness for Backstreet Boy's second album (I think it was second, the one with the ”everybody rock your body” song (my first ever cd actually)), I really like a lot of Eminems work too; I really love most of Westlife's old works (they also did one of my top fav song of all time Flying Without Wings), I also have a fondness for some of Avril Lavign's old works. Gah let's just say my fav singers/bands off the top of my head are Kim Larsen, Westlife, Rasmus Seebach, and Yui (japanese). I listen to little bi of everything. From Fallout Boy and the occasional Lincon Park and Evanescnese; to Neon Trees, Paramore, and even those two one direction songs (best night ever, and perfect); to oldies like Dolly Parton, and Bob Dylon (yeah prolly add Dylan to fav list too). I like a few Gwen Stefani and Beyonce songs, and even a Taylor Swift songs. I also love Bruno Mars (yeah he should prolly be on the list, maybe, Iunno). I like classic musik and some opera, I like some rap, I folk songs, and country and old and some new. My fav song to listen to atm is prolly All Of You/Me by John Legend (which may just be the most romantic song I've ever heard). I DON'T like synths, and autotunes and all the horrible thing like that, which is sadly the norm in so much music today. I've very rarely seen it used well. It grates, and while some of it may be ok to dance to in a club (like the unholy racket that was crazy frog, actually kinda fun to really dance to on a sugar high) but the problem is that it's never kept there. It bombards the radio stations, which in turn, bombards shopping malls and recntly my god damn grocery stores! WTF? D: So yeah I fucking HATE modern club music! I literally hurts my ears, and stabs at my head. FUUUUCK! (sorry for the rant ^^; ) Not much for Disco, I find the majority of Elvis songs kinda boring, and I'm not much for punk. I do love a good rock song, and I have a fondness for most of the hits thats came out when I was a kid. I like exactly one Spice Girls song (three guesses which, lol) but I REALLY do like that one. I love Aqua and while Barbie Girl will always scream ultra Nostalgia my fav is Doctor Jones. The VangaBoys too, Boom Boom, and Ibiza stand out lol. Achy Brachy Heart will always be fondly smiled at, and Over My Shoulder is still one of my favs (for some inexplicable reason, despite its subject matter being sad, it never fails to make me smile. Must be the upbeat melody, lol.) The danish band Shubidua was played to redicluous levels in my early teens, someone was always putting it on, lol. (That and Kim Larsen.) Their silly, silly songs made us laugh and smile and sing along. Also the Danish song Videoman. I Swear by All 4 One evokes memories of when my parents were still in love and not estraged divorcees, (while I don't regret them splitting in hindsight, no kid likes going through a divorce. Let alone moving a country away and leaving one parent behind. *forget ”every other weekend” I saw my dad 2-4 weeks a year if that.*) that song reminds me of simpler times (not that I long for them, I like my life now, but still). The Soop Shoop Song aka In His Kiss by Betty Everett is and always will be awesome. Las Ketchup was rediculous but fun. Yeah I could go on, but I think that's beyond enough lol. Sorry long babble is long. XD
Song stuck in my head: Can't remember for a blessed moment and I want to keep it that way lol.
Last movie watched: Uh. Prolly a drama or some scifi movie.
Last TV show watched: Underground, Handmaid's Tale, American Gods, so many more. (Also, Game Of Thrones needs to start NOW not in two weeks :O )
What are you doing right now: Writing this, reading an awesome Naruto fanfic, arguing with my cat, smiling at my cat, enjoying that my cat is currently not screaming his head off and hoping lasts, considering attempting to gather my sweet kitty for a cuddle, watching a few anime Hero Academia, *just finished a few too* just started the first ep of Spiral; cat's yelling again ”be quite I'm not giving you a snack! Top scratching the table gah!”; quiet again, please last; playing Pokemon Sun.
When did you create this blog: Uh, like last year I think. It's fairly new.
What kind of stuff I usually post: Mostly reblogs. I'm planning to start psoting some fan theories, musings on stories, and maybe a review or two, I dunno. Who knows.
Do you have any other blogs: Twitter (my primary hang out) and Deviantart.
Do you get asks regularly: No
Why did you choose your url: Uh.
Hogwarts house: Swings between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, with the potential but not really the desire for Gryffyndor.
Pokémon team: I think it was Valor, but I dunno. Also, if I really lived in the pkmn world my occupation would totally be treasure hunter/adventurer.
Favourite colour: Pastel/baby/pale pink and pastel/baby/pale/sky blu are tied for first place, second is pastel/baby/pale purplish blue and pastel lavenderish. I just love pastels, and I'm fond of all lighter shades of blue. I like some reds too. Bright orange and yellow in nature. If it's found on a real rainbow I likely have a fondness for it. Flowers and nature make me happy. I love the sky, and bodies of water. My dream is to live near a lake and a meadow. (I hate grey.)
Average hours of sleep: It swings. But for an otimal nights sleep I require around ten hours min.
Lucky number: 7
Favourite Character: Lucy Heartfilia from Fairy Tail (probably one of the best female characters (and characters period) ever; Naruto Uzumaki (pre Tobi ”reveal”) from Naruto; Sakura Haruno (pre Tobi reveal), various other Naruto characters; Madoka from Madoka Magica, Usagi/Sailor Moon; various Madoka Magica characters; various FairyTail characters; various Digimon Characters; Harry Potter from HP; various HP charas. A ton of others too, but this list is long enough.
How many blankets do you sleep with: Two summer duvets (sometimes I forgo the one if it's REALLY hot, but my body goes into super shut down mode when I sleep, so I get super chilly. This is not fun on a plane.) In the winter I sometimes pile on one or two or even three blankets. (Then despar when I wake to one or more on the floor.)
Following: 6
Followers: 11 but not because tumblr spazzed out. The real number is iffy. :P
I was kinda tagged by Amarevia. I tag those who wanna give it a go.
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to be honest I miss 2007... My Chemical Romance, Panic! at the Disco, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, Mayday Parade, All Time Low, Taking Back Sunday, Yellowcard, The Used, Hawthorne Heights, Evanescence, side swooped bangs/hair always covering your face, studded belts, ripped blue jeans, butterflies, black nail polish, rainbow nails, being weird, lolz, myspace, scene boys/girls, emo, spazzing out, myspace survey’s... (OMG MYSPACE FUCKING SURVEY’S AHHH.), crushes, graphic t-shirts, quotes, (cutting out quotes and inspiring words from magazines.), seventeen magazine (I was literally obsessed with that freaking magazine.), having a rainbow rug in my room with iconic MCR, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco posters on the wall, canon cameras, MIRROR SELFIES, <3, </3, xD, :3, ZOMG, Rawr, Rofl, Vans, Vans slip-on black & white checkered shoes, (I was literally obsessed with them & wore them to the ground until they ripped apart...), Converse, Converse high tops / low tops, my ugly clear glasses that i thought looked good but really didn’t. LOL. poetry, writing in composition notebooks, journals, my blue iPod nano, iPods in general, KINGDOM HEARTS, straight hair.. (cause I never straightened my hair and it was a rarity, I always felt prettier..) daydreaming, being awkward, Xanga... OMG XANGA. YES. I WAS LITERALLY OBSESSED WITH Xanga. I wish that website was still around. :/ skater boys (again literally obsessed & when I see a skater now it reminds me of my teenage self.), baking cookies, having my own room, the view of the backyard from said room, Listening to music when I was lonely or sad, OMG SPEAKING OF MUSIC, THAT JUST REMINDED ME.. Limewire. fucking Limewire bitch. I spent hours looking up songs and new bands that i found out about. I loved finding new music and listening to it over and over on repeat. Neopets, my weird ass screen names::: lil_gemini_babii, JCBlueGirl, butterflymix3. ughhhhhhhhhh, lol. so bad. why? I have no idea. AOL, freaking AIM, AOL INSTANT MESSANGER, I miss it, -__-, Play Station 2, zoning out, Catholic school & their freaking uniforms, ah. the random drama of basically nothing, lip gloss, autumn days and nights, hoodies, wearing hoodies and vans with my uniform thinking I was cute lol. family holidays, BIG family holidays like christmas, thanksgiving, easter, birthdays, being 14 again... trying to wear ties cause Avril Lavigne wore it, hammy downs from my sister, that American flag shirt that I thought looked so edgy, lol. camouflage camo pants (I was literally obsessed.), yo~, BRB, ttyl, blue bear, stationary from morning glory, the morning glory store, myspace hacks, togetherness and feeling safe but lost at the same time cause teenage angst, lol. timer pictures of me, I’d literally stand in the middle of my bedroom and push the button and do an awkward ass pose thinking I was edgy/hipster again, Tumblr (well I made one in 2009. 2 years later but whatevs.), having my first cigarette and coughing. And there’s so much more ah. lol. omg, i just remembered this... *I had my first slow dance / mutual crush in 2007 when I went on a cruise to the Bahamas. LOL it was with this Jamaican guy.. he was sweet & I thought he was cute cause he was from the Caribbean, haha.* totally forgot about that until now, yeah. anyway, Hot Topic, butterflies cause I was literally obsessed, the color blue, Spencers, Facebook - the old version of Facebook & posting random embarrassing ass statuses. haha. Hot Fries, onion rings, and Arizona iced tea from the corner store., pimp my ride, lol that damn show. There are so many things that I miss from 10 years ago that I can’t even handle it. AHHH. I’ve been so nostalgic about the past it’s not even funny, man. <3 it has a special place in my heart, all of this.
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My dog was playing with his ball in the kitchen spazzing out . So I'm in the kitchen watching him spaz out and I just without realizing said "You've seen Panic! At the Disco now meet Spaz! In the Kitchen."
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