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ddejavvu · 1 year

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Hungman - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake's camboy endeavors are not unbeknownst to you, and one day you take him up on a teasing offer to join

Requested: ohhh how about thoughts on camboy Jake (screen name Hungman) whose best friend walks in on him after a show and he jokingly invites her to join him next time. she accepts (shocking Jake bc she’s lil miss sweet, shy, good girl) and when it comes show time he finds out just how nasty his bestie can be (I’m talking her begging him to be mean and nasty and “spank me daddy please!!!” which blows his mind). he makes bank that night and invites her back to his bed anytime. show or not.

Contents/Warnings: best friend/roommate!jake, smut (minors dni), rough sex, oral sex (m receiving), AFAB/fem!reader, ever-so-slight degradation, p in v but from the back, penetration, no mention of protection, teasing/joking daddy kink (she says it once to piss him off so it's not really a kink i don't think), camboy!jake

WC: 2.8K / navigation

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"Jake, I found the rub you were looking for last week, it was only- woah!"

You come to a screeching halt in the doorway, watching as your roommate doesn't seem rushed at all to cover up his bare lower half. He's got a lazy smirk on his face, standing with his sweat-slicked chest on display as his hands hover almost uselessly over his dick.

"Oh, good," He nods, holding eye contact with you as your gaze threatens to slip lower, "Meat for dinner tonight. then. Sorry," He apologizes a moment too late, glancing down at his bare form, "Stream ended late."

"No worries," You give him a small smile, bag clutched tighter in your hands, "Sometimes I forget you do those things, m'never here to see 'em."

"Oh, yeah? You wanna be?" Jake chuckles, reaching for a towel while keeping one hand still over his cock. As big as his hand is, it's no use there.

"Wouldn't mind joining," You shrug, "It would be nice to have some extra pocket cash."

"Joining?" Jake's laugh is even more incredulous now, and he rubs the towel through his sweaty hair rather than wrapping it around his midsection, "Darlin', the day you join me is the day I'll keel over in shock."

You march towards Jake's room clad in tight lingerie, black lace snug to your skin.

"Get ready to keel over," You command, stepping over a stray sock in his doorway, "Ready to do this thing?"

"Woah!" Jake's eyes widen as he turns, clad in only tight briefs. It gives you a very intimate view of his clothed cock, and all of a sudden the fabric seems a lot tighter.

"What's the plan?" You ask, readjusting the strap of your bra, "Just, drop down on the floor and fuck like rabbits?"

"Y/N," Jake breathes, chest heaving with shock, "What- what are you doing?"

"You said I could be here," You huff, cocking a hip out and crossing your arms, making your tits pop, "What, you changed your mind? I wasn't kidding, I need money."

"You're really joining?" Jake asks, face the picture of a disgruntled Ken doll.

"No, Jake," You sneer, narrowing your eyes, "I was actually planning on going for a walk in the park. Just wanted to see if you'd join me."

"Alright, alright," Jake's shoulder slump from where they're tensed at his ears, "No need to get snippy, missy."

You see his dick twitch. He likes snippy.

After a bout of awkward silence, Jake gestures to a camera set up on his desk.

"Camera's there," He reaches up to scratch the back of his neck, "Not on yet, though. We're gonna go live, so I can't edit out your face. You got a mask, or something?"

"Nah," You shake your head, "Not unless you want me wearing your helmet."

"That's-" Another dick twitch, briefs straining to contain him, "-not a bad idea. But I probably shouldn't use government-issued equipment for porn."

"No fun," You lament, striding over to the bed and crawling onto the mattress on your hands and knees. You're fully presented to him, ass up and head down, wriggling your hips as you wait for the beep of the camera.

"So," You shimmy, "Anytime soon, big guy?"

"You're really ready for this?" Jake asks, hovering by the camera with an uncertain gaze.

"Just-" You huff, straining to meet his eye with a desperate look in your own, "Fuck me, Jake!"

His eyes darken, his jaw clenches, and you swear his briefs nearly rip.

"Okay," He murmurs, low and dangerous, and you hear the click of the camera's recording button.

"You," Jake drawls, sidling up behind you and gripping your hips in his strong hands, "Have been a very naughty girl."

You scoff at his stereotypical porno-style dialogue, playing along anyways, "Oh, yeah? What did I do, daddy?"

You hear his breathing hitch, and his fingers dig harder into your flesh.

"You've been watching my streams," He murmurs, dangerous and accusatory. Your stomach bottoms out, you have. You aren't sure how he's figured you out, but you have, and until now, you'd thought you were getting away with it. He wasn’t hard to find, and you have to give him credit for his creative screen name: Hungman.

"All this time," He hums, slowly smoothing his hand over the fleshy globes of your ass, "You've been buried under the covers in your room, those pretty little hands of yours sinking in your cunt, huh?"

Then, after a moment of silence, he hums, "Yeah?"

You nod, almost shamefully, and you're given a sharp smack to the ass in response.

It makes you cry out, and your voice blends with Jake as he roars, "Answer me!"

"Yes!" You yelp, breathing heavy as you push your ass further towards him, in search of another surge of pleasure, "Yes, I- I've been watching your videos."

"And last week," He drawls, rubbing your sore ass with his massive, rough hand, "Caught me damn near naked. You think I didn't see how flustered you were? Think I didn't notice how tense those shoulders were, huh?" Jake's large hand moves up your back, squeezing at your tight shoulder. You gasp at the feeling, his fingers prodding at sensitive muscles.

"This whole time," He stalks around to the front of the bed, cock out and hard near your face. It makes your mouth water; you nearly choke on your drool.

"This whole time you've been thinkin' about me, haven't you?" Jake asks, running a soft hand through your hair, "Fingers buried in that wet cunt of yours, stuffin' a shirt- my shirt in your mouth to stop from moanin'."

"How do you-" You stammer, but Jake cuts you off, hand tightening in your hair.

"I saw you." He reveals, "'Came in to give you your laundry. You left the door open, baby. Did you want me to see?"

"No," You shake your head, but it doesn't go far with his hand in your hair, "No, I- I didn't know you were home."

"Didn't know," Jake scoffs, dick stiff, "I walk like a damn elephant, Y/N. You knew."

"I didn't mean for you to see me," You insist, but oh, you did, "Honest, Jake, I swear!"

"Don't swear," He sneers, letting go of your hair to lean over and swat at your ass again, "This is what you wanted, baby. This is it," He slips a hand under his hard cock, pushing it towards your face, "Take it, darlin'. Take it, this is what you wanted."

You lean to the side, tongue already out in anticipation of taking Jake's dick into your mouth. But the second before you can get a taste, though, he backs away a step, leaving you open-mouthed and whining.

"Look at that," He chuckles, reaching with his free hand to grip your jaw, thumbs hollowing out your cheeks, "So desperate. You opened right up for me, baby."

"Mhm," You struggle to speak through the grip Jake has on your cheeks, "Yeah. Want your- your cock, Jake."

"Filthy," He scoffs, releasing your face to land yet another smack against your ass. You let out a broken whine through pursed lips, but you feel the head of Jake's cock bump them, and you're opening your mouth eagerly once more.

"Take it," He scoffs, "You want it so damn bad. There," He jerks his hips forward, jamming his dick so far into your mouth that it's nearly down your throat, "That good enough for you, baby? That what'cha wanted?"

"Mhm," You nod vigorously, mouth subsequently sliding up and down the shaft of his cock. "Thank you," You pant around his length, words mumbled and drooly, "Thank you, Jake."

"Good manners," He praises you with a cocky glance towards the camera, "Showing off for the audience?"

You give your hips a wiggle for the camera, and your ass jiggles with the movement. Jake groans, fisting a hand in your hair once more, "Come on baby, don't tease."

He tugs you further onto his cock with the hand he's tangled in your hair, and your throat constricts without warning, an involuntary gag. You choke, spluttering and coughing as he barely lets up, hand not only pulling your head forwards but pushing it down, too, fully taking your mouth with his hard length.

You run your tongue against the underside of his cock and curl it up around the tip. It's difficult to do with how deep he's buried inside your mouth, but you rear back against his hold and take a gulp of fresh air with the motion of your tongue. When your wet muscle flicks through his slit he hisses, hand nearly ripping your hair out.

"God," He gasps, this time using his grip on your hair to pull you off of his cock, grunting and groaning as you chase after him with your mouth, "Ease up, darlin'. Easy, I- I've gotta get inside you."

The only way you'll let him take his cock out of your mouth if is he puts it inside of you. You go limp, knees already tired and arms even worse. But nothing deters you from the excitement of being fucked from behind by Jake.

When you feel his large, rough fingers tug at the strap of your panties, you expect them to ghost over your ass. But they plunge for your cunt instead, prodding at the end of your slit.

"Ah!' You seize up, stiff as you try getting a glimpse of him, "Jake, I-"

"I don't have the patience to work you open," Jake apologizes, thumbing gently over your tight asshole, "Your cunt's already wet, darlin', just- god," His fingers hit a gush of slick and slip easily into your pussy, "I need to be inside you now."

"Okay," You nod, panting as Jake's fingers nudge roughly at your clit, "Oh, god, Jake, just- fuck me!"

"Don't make me spank you again," He grumbles, one hand guiding his dick towards the end of your slick slit, "I am, brat."

"Yeah?" You wriggle your hips, egging him on, "Can't feel you yet. Maybe you don't have as big of a dick as I thought, cowboy."

Jake chooses to show, not tell. In a quick second, his cock is rammed so far into your cunt, you see stars. Your only warning had been the soft stretch of his thick fingers, but this, this is rough, aggressive, demanding.

"Feel it now?" Jake spits, leaning over your back to sneer against your ear, "'S rippin' your pretty little cunt open, darlin'. Still think it ain't that big?"

"Use it," You grunt, gritting your teeth so that you don't moan. You don't want him to have the satisfaction of getting to you, "Move. Fuck. Me."

You're not the only one good at following orders. Maybe it's the navy training in him, but he's obedient, but he rears his hips back, his thick cock dragging deliciously along the walls of your wet, hot cunt.

He sets a merciless pace, jackhammering his hips into your own hard enough to split right through your cunt and jam his dick up through your throat. His balls slap against your thighs, and the speed at which he rams into you shakes the bed, his headboard slamming repeatedly against the wall.

"There," He grits, breath hot against your shoulder "You happy? You're pretty demanding for a bitch on her hands and knees."

"Harder," You beg, finally letting a strangled moan slip through your lips, "Harder, Jake, I need more!"

"Gonna fuck you through the wall if I go harder," Jake scoffs, nipping at your earlobe. He reaches up to pinch your clit between two rough fingers, twisting and teasing the oversensitive bud, "What about that, baby? That better?"

"Ah! Yes," You gush, drilling your hips backwards as Jake's pinch turns to circles over your clit, "More, Jake, I need- I need more!"

"More," He mimics you, bumping his lips into the side of your temple so that you turn and raise your head to try and meet him. It's killer on your neck, but it's the only way you can mouth desperately at his lips.

"So damn greedy. Is that what you were moanin' into that shirt of mine, darlin'? Beggin' for more, for the real thing?"

"Yes," You pant, lips pressing desperately to his own, over and over again from that awkward sideways angle you're barely able to reach, "Yes, Jake, I- I need you!"

"Tell them," Jake urges, parting from the sloppy side kiss he'd attempted and grabbing your face in his free hand. One is still circling your clit, but that means that his weight is on you, and you're barely able to hold yourself up with him on top. He yanks your head to the side, putting your drool-covered chin and fucked-out face on display. He's wearing a cocky smirk. but you can't see it, and only when your face is in position does he plant his hand back on the mattress and take his weight back.

"I need you, Jake," You moan, pathetic and desperate to the camera. You feel Jake's dick twitch inside of you, and his fingers circle faster at your clit. It sends a surge of arousal so powerful rolling under your belly that you nearly cum right then and there, but it fizzles out to wait for another wave.

"Ah! I need you," You repeat, babbling with a half-open mouth now, "I need you, I need you, I need you so bad, Jake!"

"Agh," He grunts, teeth biting and nipping at your bare shoulder as his hips jerk forwards even faster, a near-impossible pace, "Yeah? Yeah, oh fuck, scream for me, baby, come on."

His cock is rock hard, leaking, twitching, and slamming into your most sensitive spot. You let a steady flow of whimpers and moans fall from your lips, but as Jake's dick pistons harder in and out of you, they turn to screams.

Jake's cum floods your cunt. There's no other word for it than flood, it gushes from his tip and gets slammed into your cunt, having nowhere to go but out. You feel it ooze around his shaft, and it's sticky and hot against the walls of your cunt as he chases his high. He does fuck like a rabbit, hard and fast, and the feeling of him milking his dick in your pussy sends you over the edge with another rolling surge of pleasure.

"Ah!" Your mouth hangs open, eyes squeezed shut and thighs trembling with both the force of your orgasm and the effort of holding yourself up. Your climax makes your cunt spasm, and Jake feels the way your cunt squeezes his cock, clenching relentlessly and sporadically as you get fucked through your own high.

"Oh," He pants against your back, lips pressing to your dewy skin, "Oh- Oh my god,"

"Fuck," You hiss, finally slumping forwards where you'd been arching your hips backwards to get more of Jake's length in your cunt, "Oh, fuck! Jake," You breathe, "I- God, that was good."

"Mhm," He hums, dick still nestled snugly inside your cum-filled cunt as he takes a moment to breathe. His hand falls from your clit, and his forehead presses to your back before he breathes, straightening up and alleviating the pressure of his weight against you.

You have no problem collapsing your elbows and letting yourself slump to Jake's mattress. You're drained, and you can barely remember to keep your face turned towards the camera as Jake pulls out of your cunt. Once he's out, you let your knees straighten, your hips falling to the sheets below.

"Jesus," Jake huffs, thumbing at the puffy lips of your cunt and smearing some of his cum against your ass, "I made a real mess of you, darlin'."

"S'okay," You grunt, too spent to care about any clean-up, "Just- turn off the camera and come lay with me."

You do hear the click of the camera, and a few stray keyboard strokes. But your eyes drift shut, and they only reopen when you feel something warm and wet against your cunt.

You almost wish it was Jake's tongue, but it's not. You're too tired for that now, you think, but it's a suggestion for a later date.

It's a washcloth, and you must have been too hazy to hear the sink water running from the bathroom. Jake cleans up your puffy, stiff entrance, placating you with a warm hand on your thigh when you squirm and hiss at the sensitivity.

"I know," He croons, wiping away the last smear of his cum against your ass, "I know, darlin'. It's over now, you can sleep."

"No," You whine, reaching blindly for him, "You too, cowboy."

"Alright," He chuckles, soft and tired, "C'mere."

He tugs you to one side of his bed, and crawls over you to the other. He gathers you in his arms and you let him, limbs going limp as he tucks you against his chest.

"We made a ton of money," He informs you, lips dotting against the tip of your nose. He rubs his large hands over your back, a soothing gesture that helps you slip further towards sleep, "Come back any time, baby. Camera or no camera."

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sugar-omi · 9 months

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Alright all your Cove and Baxter anguish has me FUCKED UP and I need some adorable Cove fluff to recover. How about a little about Cove and M/C as newlyweds coming home after the honeymoon?

at first i didnt know what to write but then i start thinking n.... pls i love this sm i hope it heals your broken heart <3333

tags : Fluff, cove loves you sm, sharing money (cove shares his money/bank acc w you), he's just in love w you theres nothing else to say

synopsis : how cove acts after your come back from your honeymoon

he's bringing you flowers everyday

at first he brings you a couple bouquets but you've run out of places for them so he just brings you one and add them to your collection.

none of them are the same either

so you have sunflowers, lilies, roses, tulips, peonies, orchids, and many many flowers all in one vase

is it a little ugly? probably. definitely. the colors and sizes n shapes all clash but it's the thought that counts

if you don't like flowers, are allergic, or you get tired of him bring so many...

he brings you food <3

I think one of cove's love languages is food

he brings home sweets like cheese cake or marbled cake

or fudge, or chocolates

or if you aren't into sweets like that, then he'll bring lunch/dinner instead

he's a decent cook, and even if you're bad at cooking he wants you to help him

lots of kissing n half burnt food (he takes whatever portion is burnt so you don't have to eat it)

and he tries to always bring u lunch

if he can't bring you lunch for whatever reason, he either packs one for you or sends you money for lunch

COVE: hi bby, have you eaten yet YOU: im ordering food rn COVE: i sent u 50 is that enough YOU: ?!*!&!(!? YOU: that's too much 😭😭 cove pls YOU: ill send the rest back COVE: keep ot COVE: it* COVE: my money is your money

he does this all the time now, in fact he'll even had you his card

which he's always done before your marriage, but now ge even gets you a card connected to his bank account too

he doesn't even care if you share your money w him too, he just wants to give you everything he has

like if you asked for his shirt in the middle of the store I think he'd ask why n then just give it to you

as if he was gonna say no in the first place 🙄💀💀

he just becomes so much more obsessed w you after you're married

always cuddling or touching u

if you're around your mom's they're always cracking jokes....

especially if you want kids they're all "we're gonna be grandparents soon at this rate lol" (even if u want to adopt or dont wanna birth/can't have kids bc you're amab or infertile or smth)

they just think they're so hilarious 🙄🙄🙄

does he blush bright enough there's steam coming off him? maybe

does he stop? nope!!!

loves you so much, he just needs to be close to you

HAS A PICTURE OF U IN HIS WALLET

omg....

prbly has 2 actually

one is of the two of you bc sometimes he can't believe you're married n he just needs to make sure life is real

n one is of just you in your wedding attire

will talk abt you to anyone who asks or makes a comment

this mf would prbly get a shirt that says "y/n's husband" on the front

even tho it's in small print on the front it's embarrassing.... like pls we get it you're in LOVE

he'd get you both jewelry w your wedding date on it

will hold you up at the door if you try to leave without kissing him

you've always gave him a peck before leaving but now it's WORSE

once he even stopped you in the driveway before you pulled off...

man's ran out of the fucking house in socks and unicorn print sweatpants

you roll down the window "what? what's wrong?!" cove, leaning thru the window and pouting. "kiss."

you look at him in shock n disbelief before you just laugh and kiss him

he taxes you two extra kisses for the trouble, he got his socks wet from running out here!!!

you have to push him off otherwise you're gonna be late to work bc you were too busy making out in your driveway

your single/divorced neighbors hate you

the teens idolize what yall have n their standards got so fucking high after yall moved in

n the old ppl laugh bc they've been there when they married and/or they find it amazing how obsessed cove is w you

if it wasn't such a bad omen or if you didn't disapprove, he'd get your wedding date or your initials tatted on his ankle.

maybe it seems extreme all of this bc I think cove just realizes how amazing you are sometimes n all his love overflows in this way <3333

no matter how old you get he's always gonna run out in the rain, snow, or sunshine n get a kiss if you forget

pfx by the time he's 80 he can't move as fast but he's hustling down the path before you can escape

if you do get away before he can get a kiss though, he is pouting when you come back

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cove x mc #cove x reader #our life cove #cove our life #cove holden fluff #cove holden x mc #cove holden x reader fluff #fluff

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luneariaa · 24 days

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Hi, I would like a headcanon of what Lee chaolan x fem's wedding would be like! reader

hii-!! 💜 i love the idea so much,, and i apologize if there's any mistakes since this is my first time writing for Lee!

(o´▽`o) 💜💐 ( and the amount of fics + hcs of him here is criminally low ).

. dividers by @/saradika-graphics and @/cafekitsune ! 🦄

-`✧´- wedding headcanons.

you know you won in life when lee decided to marry and take you as his wife, since marriage is quite a serious and a big thing to him. he is ready to fully commit himself to you.

that's when you know how sincere he is regarding that specific topic.

he would be SUPER loyal to you and change some of his ways FOR YOU.

not his charm and playfulness though like never- it stays.

he'll treat you like his only queen 10000%.

you knew that he's going to be the one for you since he decided to take a step forward with you-- especially when proposing for marriage.

anyway, i just know for sure that the wedding day would be SOOO grand! like the guests list would be endless, and he's not afraid to flaunt everything off ( in a good way perhaps! )

he would pick the BEST wedding dress for you, which obviously would be pricey as heck; made by a well-known designer and brand of your choice if you have any.

he wouldn't mind spending lots of money and possibly going broke for you ( which means never, cuz he got that unlimited money bank going on so he would happily spend lots on you lmao ).

also omg let's talk about the meals-- they would def be those high, first class type of meals being prepared there.

and i personally think that lee would want the wedding to be held with a whole grand hall being rented on, or just within his already large, luxurious mansion.

atp knowing how he is, he probably would want to do the whole wedding venue two times-- bc he's THAT guy.

also, alisa and xiaoyu gonna be your bridesmaids bc the idea is just too cute to me <33

lars and jin gonna be his ( jin mainly joins bc of xiaoyu's convincing lmao ).

claudio might be one of those chefs and waiters ( just wanna add him hh- )

overall, lee is gonna admire and cherish you a LOT nonetheless of where you both decided to marry. he's just happy to be able to properly claim you and finally call you his wife to the whole world <33 !!

and and i just thought that he probably would rent a whole island or like, take you to travel other countries during your honeymoon phase with him; entirely your pick, he wouldn't mind.

i got carried away hhh i hope you liked this! <333

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ardenrabbit · 3 months

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your work is all so amazing!! do you have any advice for writers who maybe want to start writing longer fanfictions?

Ahh!! Fhhfkf thank you!!! ;^; I don't know how useful or coherent my advice might be, but here's what's helped me in the past:

1. Know what kind of writer you are. If you work better by starting with a structured outline, do that, but make sure to actually start WRITING the scenes after that lol. If you get more momentum by diving in and just seeing where the story goes, do that, but make sure you have a DIRECTION to go in. A healthy balance of planning and discover-as-you-go is the most fun in my experience. (I usually start by improvising and having fun with a concept and then gradually cornering myself into planning lol. By then, planning isn't a chore; it's just satisfying to see everything fall together.)

2. Don't force an idea to be a long fic if it doesn't need to be. If you feel like your concept would be better served by a short fic, do it justice by not stretching it into a shape it doesn't need.

3. If your concept is bigger and does need a long fic format, make sure you know what threads you're weaving together. Write an actual list of themes, subplots, and character arcs and keep track of them, and figure out how you want to pace them in relation to one another.

4. Have resources prepped! Name banks for minor characters; notes/links to articles on the time period/environment/culture you're writing about; pictures that inspire you; songs that hype you up for your story or the characters... Mostly, if you don't like doing research, START LIKING IT. Find joy in researching the symptoms of hypovolemic shock and the native flora of Northern China. Look up multiple sources for each little topic. (I just keep a messy list of links and notes in the bottom of my docs lol)

5. If you get stuck or bored, revisit the source material. Watching/reading the original story can remind you why you got so excited to write fic about it and refresh your ideas.

6. If you're bored while writing a scene, it's probably boring to read. Don't turn writing into a chore. Think about what needs to happen in a scene and why it matters, find what you care about in it, and follow that. If it starts feeling like you don't need a scene and that you were just using it to fill in time, cut it.

7. My favorite thing: don't be afraid to write out of order. Write little blurbs or pieces of dialogue for chapters way ahead, if you have something in mind! Give yourself a goal to catch up to. It'll help you get the big picture of your whole fic and then fill in the scenes you need to get there.

8. Don't let people tell you what to write!! This goes both ways: if people say "it should've gone like [thing you don't wanna do]," tell them to shush and write their own shit. If they say "it would be so cool if [thing you were already planning] happened," do it anyway! You don't have to change just for the element of surprise. Don't twist the story out of place just because someone guessed your awesome idea. Everyone will be happier for it.

9. Don't settle for your first draft if it doesn't feel right. If you're working on a scene and it doesn't fulfill what you need, restart it from as many angles as necessary until you're happy. Seriously, building off a scene you don't like will make you feel dissatisfied and poison everything to follow.

10. Talk about your fic with people who hype you up about it. If you're not used to writing long stories, do what you need to keep you motivated and EXCITED about it. If asking someone to beta read helps you, do it! (I almost never ask for beta readers bc I'm a control freak, but honestly they can be so helpful.)

11. The forbidden tip: if you lose interest halfway through, it's okay to drop it. Do what makes you happy. You don't owe anyone anything and you're doing this for free. Try to finish it though lol, it's so satisfying to see a work complete. Do it for the dopamine at the end.

Disclaimer: I write long fics 1) because I like to soak in them and savor them and 2) because I don't know how to shut up and write short ones lol. I deeply admire people with the skill to just say what they need to say and wrap up a story neatly.

Also, I don't follow my own advice. Plenty of my scenes have fluff that I could have cut but didn't because Mark Twain is dead and can't tell me what to do lmao

I hope this had something helpful in it 😅 Good luck! 💖💖💖

#anonymous #my writing #oh look it talks #sorry for the long post i didnt have time to write a short one #it takes more work to say something with brevity #honestly yeah tip 12 if theres a shorter way to say something then do that instead #again i never follow my own fuckin advice

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fuck-customers · 11 months

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a fuck my manager/coworkers rant:

store manager got a new girlfriend back in October and since then work has been his second priority (EVEN DURING THE HOLIDAYS). Which is understandable in some regards but him and his ex literally broke up over him wanting to prioritize work. So often he goes off on two hour lunch dates with his GF we can see (at the shitty brunch place across the parking lot) when he said he was just going to go run the deposit to the bank. And he doesn't fucking COMMUNICATE anymore. One of my coworkers was given 5 days to completely rearrange a section of the store that was due last month but no one knew bc he never TOLD anyone and now he wants it done before Inventory is due. This entire month our rewards program is doing a special double points when purchasing a certain brand. I didn't find out until TODAY (the 20th) when I saw it on the TV image slide thing. The assistant manager didn't know until the Eighth.

He ignored and denied phone calls from our shift lead when on Valentine's Day when a customer was screaming at her, SM claimed that his sister was in labor and he was with her (dude you can step out of the room for five minutes) but we ALL know he was at V-day dinner with his GF (it was 5pm.)

He's on salary and should be working 40 hours and is technically on the clock all the time but he ignores people's text messages and shows up to work 15-30 minutes late every day and tries to leave early. He randomly goes out of town and only tells people last minute. There's no way he's making his 40 hours and NO ONE can do anything about it. He's been reported to our district manager several times and when she comes over to talk to him about it they just spend an hour in the back room giggling together because she doesn't care and loves him! All that matters is the store is doing well numbers wise.

... well it's not Anymore. because he's been so out of WACK that no one wants to put in effort working anymore. Bye bye 4.15 UPT and 40 DPT goal. have fun with the average 2.5 UPT. We've been consistently missing our sales goal. Oh well. Sorry buddy.

My biggest irritant though is that we are a pet store and like I don't care if my coworkers wanna slack on sales, but when they slack on caring for our animals is where I lose my mind and I'm sick and tired of having to pick up everyone's slack in that regard bc the management doesn't care either, they won't check over how animal care got done and so I have to be the one to make sure our animals aren't literally standing in soiled bedding 24/7.

I hate it here. In May it will be two years and I'm making minimum wage still, because every time the MW goes up, I lose any raise I had received. I should be making more than the hire we got two months ago but I don't. It makes me want to tear my hair out. I want to strangle our DM because she is the only thing keeping me from getting promoted, she wants me to have a car but company policy says 3/4 managers need a car. Everyone else does!! I would literally be lowest position anyways, I'm just there to pick up management slack I'm not there for big issues.

hate it here.

@staff I HATE the new text editor!

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debnamwrites · 8 months

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okay, gonna try to actually make a decent plotting call this time which i've been meaning to do for awhile but was mobile when i came off hiatus SO here we go here's the short version (long version is after the read more thingy): looking for long-term writing partners who will match my energy and excitement about our plots and characters (surprisingly hard to find for some reason????) and hopefully if we vibe ooc & ic then we can just be fuckin rp besties who throw plots and muses at each other w/o a second thought and luv writing together<33 rn i'm dying for more f/f plots but i'm also fine with m/f and m/m esp if we have multiple plots sooooo pls hit that like button or (preferably) slide into my dms even if we've previously talked / tried to plot / have written together before pls still hmu idc if one of us dropped off the face of the earth i get it life happens :)

OK SO. 21+ and discord only pls. i'm semi-selective now just bc i want ppl who match my energy/excitement about our plot/characters like if u give me nothing to work with in ur replies i'll probs not respond. i'm v v comfortable writing smut (even kinky, taboo kind of shit) but pls don't take that as a deal breaker i'm cool with no smut/fade to black just lemme know :) (also just a warning - i luv hurting my muses so most of them have shitty/potentially triggering backstories but they're still my babies and they r very well thought out) i'm gonna just list particular plots/pairings i've been thinkin bout lately but shit definitely isn't restricted to just these they're just ones i've been rly wanting to write

plots/verses:

zombie apocalypse (the walking dead preferably but also tlou)

twitch streamers best friends to lovers

love island but like... make it f/f

hogwarts????

outer banks (not the dumbass treasure hunting plot but just like the verse of obx)

best friend's older brother/sister

boyfriend's gf x boyfriend's sister

fake dating turned actually in love w each other

student x TA or professor (in college so legal age gap)

effy x cook from skins vibes

THIS

protective gf x golden retriever dumbass bf

i got a lot of traumatized af male muses so if u wanna play a female muse against any of them lmk

probs more but i don't wanna make this super long

pairings/fcs (bold is who i wanna play):

kie x sarah (obx)

madison bailey x madelyn cline

courtney eaton x any girl fc

sabrina carpenter x any girl fc

madelyn cline x anyone

danielle rose russell x kaylee bryant

danielle rose russell x any girl fc

renee rapp x sabrina carpenter/renee rapp x any girl fc

wanted opps:

renee rapp

madison bailey

courtney eaton

kaylee bryant

rudy pankow

sarah pidgeon

dylan o'brien

kaya scodelario

joe keery

tom holland

daniel sharman

zendaya

hailee steinfeld

again, not limited to the above fcs/pairings/plots just ones i've been wanting lately

#1x1 plot #1x1 rp #smut rp #smut 1x1 #indie rp #indie 1x1 #indie 1x1 rp #discord 1x1 #discord rp #discord 1x1 rp

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kakujis · 6 months

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i did so much thinking yesterday, well more like rambling, when i was w my bf and i straight up told him why i act the way i act and why i bank so hard and deflate in friendships where i feel like theyre just tolerating me.. and it was bc ive always needed someone or something to hold onto and if i wasnt good enough then theyd leave me and that was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. so i lied sometimes and tried to make myself as appealing as possible while always tolerating things i disliked.

i dont mind being vulnerable on main. i like having deeper friendships but i also have so much social anxiety and im so scared of saying the wrong thing that i almost always never reach out lol. another point i wanna touch on is interacting on here, im sorry if i dont really interact much on my end its literally just my own fear of rejection(rsd yess) even if we’re established friends. id never want anyone to feel pressured to like or interact/talk w me for this very reason.

i think i’ll always be in this limbo of wanting to be accepted but never wanting to force that on anyone. also does anyone else ever feel like their interacts could make the other feel like its transactional? like okay, we talked, now like all my posts LMFAOOO. i think loads of friendships are (possibly) like this and its always like “what can u get out of it” but i hate hate hate that mentality… i just wanna be friends and laugh about the things we like and maybe we can vent about things and even get into disagreements but still repair at the end of it all.

and maybe thats why i love platonic love so much, even more than romantic love ? maybe thats why i love this idea of yearning and being yearned for?

idk, i’m not a therapist and this is just a writing blog and i am just rambling but yeah.

#pibby speaks #erm if u actually read it all u dint have to comment LOL im literally word vomitting cus i cant do that to my bf rn #also this is not a vent just a collection of thoughts #pibby’s journal entries

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aimportantdragoncollector · 1 year

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Not original anon but I ran here first with a submission to the questionary:

Eye color: hazel, but if I only wear green clothing around you then my eyes will look green.

I choose the mad scientist method of reproduction b/c I have always wanted to create an abomination against god.

See #2

Children should be monitored 24/7.

I want to be a stay-at-home parent with a cook, maid, and Kurogiri butler so that I can focus all my attention on watching anime and spying on our child.

We should have one child together first so when we adopt undead Yoichi he will still be the younger brother.

I can cook Western food but willing to take classes on Japanese cooking.

Pshaw, forget endings. I'm too lazy to finish the first episode of anything.

Ties are for losers.

Demon King Superiority.

Nope, your love for your family is healthy and normal.

I will put butler Kurogiri in charge of looking after the children you graciously rescued from a life of mediocrity.

All Might: pitiful remnant of a bygone era, probably wears ties.

Spiky-haired people are kidnappers who must be kept away from the children with fatal force.

C you can never have too many bank vaults when their are spiky-heads roaming the neighborhood.

Hero Society gets a rating of -1000000 out of 10.

Both A and C bc creepy old men are hot.

D I will never raise a child who wants to be a hero unlike that Shimura spawn Inko.

C vaults are fun for children.

All of the above.

B disturb my sleep and die, you can rant about how much you hate All Might in the morning.

Hot.

C I wanna be your dark constort.

I'm so goth I make Wednesday Addams look like a preppie.

B as long as your income outweighs your life insurance policy.

I love your extreme mental health issues and even extremer brocon. Every time you call yourself a demon king, my heart goes pitter-patter. I want to listen to you talk about how much yu hate hate All Might for hours. I can make you worse.

Congratulations, just by filling out this questionnaire you have passed the first test. All for One looks for people who are unquestionably obedient, see red flags as positives, and jump through hoops for him.

Your answers were not completely perfect especially your lack of appreciation for trashing All Might as sexy pillow talk. Also you could have praised All for One for longer in #26. However, All for One was impressed by your brilliance in remembering that Yoichi must always be the younger child in the family. Overall you meet All for One's minimum standards but he is waiting to see if he gets any better offers than yours.

#Credit goes to redoakhilltree as the first person to correctly guess that filling out the quiz was part of the test #AFO simps

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naturalbornlosers · 4 months

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actually. i dont normally get this personal so i might delete this later but geez i need somewhere to put this or i'll go insane.

we lost my grandfather a year ago and Christmas has sucked ass this year. i'm overstimulated and exhausted. my family doesn't even try to connect with me. it's like i dont fucking exist anymore to them except as a problem-solver ("can you help me find xyz?") or a piece of furniture or someone to dictate later plans to or a fucking memory pad ("don't let me forget,") or a problem. we try to eat dinner together and i dont open my mouth a moment in the conversation bc there's no opening for me, there's no topic i can contribute to, no one even tries to include me, and the only time i'm spoken to is to tell me plans we're doing later. i wanna make something with my family and it gets brushed off. i wanna do something, it gets brushed off. i bought us a game to play and we're taking it down when we take my grandmother back home bc no one could be assed to remember to play it even though i made sure it appealed to all of our interests.

my mom made a joke about "oh we're just giving you money because we have no idea what you want haha!" and while yeah, i am grateful for the money, it fucking SUCKS that every time ive talked to her about my interests - about our shared interests and hobbies, too - it sounds like it's gone in one ear and right out the other!! i've shown her in person things i would like to eventually get in the future, all year. and it's like… none of it matters. no one tries. no one tries when it's me, but everyone else gets thoughtful things and i'm even still planning to get more things for my mom and my grandmother. no one tries to engage with my interests. my interests actually get made fun of here and there or outright dismissed ("i'm sure [person] doesn't wanna hear about xyz" is said often when im infodumping) and everything i like is trivial. everything i like is fodder to be mocked by my moms husband and just goes in one ear out the other with my mom and my grandmother has no idea what to do with my interests.

and, fuck, now my family doesnt believe i have endometriosis or pcos bc my ultrasound came back fine even though i explained to them repeatedly that it may not show up on an ultrasound. they dont want me to get a second opinion. they dont think its worth it, trying to find out why im in so much pain i miss class/life events and why im so sick and fatigued every month i cant leave the house sometimes. i just sit around like a decoration. i get teased for being on my phone. i get teased for not eating the same things everyone else does. and to top it all off, my moms husband vaguely threatened me tonight in front of everyone and no one did a fucking thing. no one even acknowledged that he just flat out went "dont do xyz, if you do xyz, there's gonna be a problem" in a very clear manner of 'you are going to be in deep shit'. which is fucking tiresome bc he tried to kick me out three separate times in 2020. once bc my bathroom wasn't tidy enough (just a bit cluttered, but i dont have much counter space, so naturally it was cluttered), once bc he wanted to turn my bedroom into storage and have me move into the attic spare room, and once bc "this is my castle and i am the king and if you don't like it you can leave". this was during a time i had no friends irl, no bank account, couldn't drive, no job, nobody around i could go to… he knew full well he could just toss me out and no one would say a fucking word.

i'm learning how to drive. and then i'll get a job. and then i'll move out. and then i'll put this shit behind me. but i fucking hate being in a room full of my family and feeling like none of them know me. that i'm entirely alone. that i don't fucking exist and everything i am is trivial and doesn't matter. if i make plans, there's a high chance they wont happen or will get changed last minute and then i get mocked for being upset about it like i'm a child who doesn't get how the world works. i'm twenty four. i'm young for sure, but fucking hell, i'm not six.

i just don't wanna be here. i'm gonna keep on keepin' on. but i want things to change for the better and i know they wont until i move out. i just don't believe i will actually, ever, leave this house. ughh. i'll survive but holy shit i'm gonna be screaming the entire time.

#Statement.txt #delete later #i'm relatively fine i'm just being overdramatic #i need to be overdramatic and then i'll get over it

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ilovehavingablog · 11 months

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i decided to be a person and go to my neighborhood river bank but then i felt so cute in my new clothes wanting to wander around town and be #perceived and also maybe small talk with someone and i took a bus to my fav coffee place had my first espresso tonic of the year YEEHAW and finished Illness as a metaphor (life changing!!) and then there's some festival happening today but i have a very advanced taste when it comes to Culture like i don't wanna watch some sexist rapper perform just because there's hardly any concerts here ever. literally go away.

but then i stumbled upon some dude playing bagpipes between houses and they decorated the walls there in weavings and i was like hello?? And there were no explanation stand so after he stopped playing i shouted what's your name to the guy meaning like his one man band name and he definitely thought im a fan haha sorry to give off groupie vibe but i wanted to ask abt the weavings and he led me to one lady and she led me to another one who/whose students made those and we chatted which is also very yeehaw bc i don't know of/any weavers in my hometown. And that's the thing about my town is nothing is possible to find online u really have to know a person who knows a person typical small town shit which is hard if ur a scared recluse!!! And i was just thinking that i wanna learn how to make a traditional woven belt (крайка) like i could do it in a regular tabby weave but i wanna jazz it up and i don't know how and ofc i could self learn but this lady said she could teach me. And then the air raid alert started and they told us to leave the location but i managed to take that old lady's number bc she said to just like contact her. And the local tv interviewied me like how are you enjoying the festival haha. Like i can be a person and i can be very socially graceful too but i just don't have a purpose most of the time and it makes me rot... Not today tho!!!!

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shugar0cone · 3 months

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This is an OC intro/fan fiction

Please note that I have never posted somthing like this on here, so a lot of these controls/buttons are kinda unknown for me. Also you can tell where my hands started to cramp BC I’m on phone but I Perfur computer over this.

Warnings: (Oc x cannon) (mention of death) (mention of a miscarried) (mentions of death, gore, cannibalisim) ( mentioned of sexism)

-story below cut-

I remeber it like it was yesterday and not well god damn how old am I? I had to question myself on this a lot I’ve been down here for the longest of time, it felt like I was forgetting life and only remembering death. Well the year was 1910, I was 10 at the time. Ya see we had a land up in New Orleans it’s been passed down from gen to gen, me being a woman (and the time period it was in) I couldn’t inherit this land. My father Henry Trix and his wife (my mom) Mary trix tried to have a boy but nearly every time my mom had a miscarriage, or the child died on birth. When anything like this happened mom and dad got sad for a few days. My dad used to Pat my head telling me “it’s al’ight hun it ain’t yo’ fault.” His acscent was strong. My mother who is a French women hid her accent well. One day I brought home a coon skull fully intact, my dad was horrified but my mom said “c'est parfait!” And made some butifull art with em, you could tell she was happy when the French came out in her. One day it all went down hill my mom caught pneumonia and back then there was no coming out of it. My dad and I sat by her in her final days. As days rose I became more responsible for our land, I hunted, fed our chickens, horses and mule. I was quite the shot dad used to tell me. I could hit a bullseye a mile away!

When summer ended that year I went back to school I was quite intelligent the only thing I could not get down was the sewing classes. I used to prick my finger all the time and for being a straight shot I had some shaky hands when it came to that. One day while out on lunch I sat on the grass trying to sew. I’m assuming somone saw me struggling. That’s when I met this boy he was quite interesting he was smart and charismatic I’m supprised I never talked to him. He asked me if I needed help, I’m which I said “how could you do it, you’re just a boy?” My dad always got frustrated with the needle saying “MEN SHOULD NOT SEW!” We ended up going to a tailor that day. “Oh well my mother showed me how.” He sat by me takeing the needle and cloth out of my hand. “You don’t need to be forceful about it glide your way through take your time.” Id watch his hands it was effortless for him. “My you must be one good shot if your hands are that steady.” I say. “Yes I killed a buck with my dad last week!” I sat and listened to him till lunch ended. I later learned that his name was Alastor, I have heard of him all teachers expressed how courteous he was and how smart. Needless to say we’ve been friends ever since that day.

1920, I was a 20 year only single woman I worked all days to keep our land afloat, had to sell our horses and our chicken was killed by hawks but hey I still have my mule who was now probably 14. My dad passed away from the flu when I was 18, urging me to get a husband but I did not listen. I constantly received threats from the bank and/or cults saying “if you are not married within 30 days your land will be confiscated, no woman should work like this and is not responsible enough for this. “ I ignored. Al and I had a tight bond everyday after his job he’ll come to my home and be with me saying. “A lady should not be out here alone who knows what’s lerking.” Yeah we had the occasional bear and wild cat but honestly nothing a warning shot can’t fix. “Al I know it’s just, I don’t wanna marry but I do? I don’t know it’s complicated.” I say sitting down the tea that I made.

1921: Alastor and I began a relationship, like a lover kind of relationship. I don’t know how this manifested but one day he brought me flowers and asked me out, I loved Al for awhile but never expressed it really, I always thought it was a friendly feeling. I was wrong. We’d go on small dates and sometimes I would just hang out in alastors studio looking through skripts and hearing his voice. He never had days off really. He had is own apartment which ya think a celeb like him would have somthing bigger but nope. We’d read together and he’ll rant about the human mind and how just a simple smile can intimidate somone under some circumstances. Hell I never knew how much inlove with him I was.

1922: I’ve been begging Alastor to come live with me. I never realized how dark it was out there not how creppy it’s gotten especially since that Louisiana killer. He obliged but only at 1 deal, if I marry him never leave Him. The leave him part was kinda creepy he said it oddly but I said yes and made him move in as quickly as possible. Alastor was happy to have none public hunting grounds his words where “meat just taste better.” Which I agree the meat he’s been bringing home off of the couple bucks he got have been good abit chewed but good. I never understood how Alastor found good bucks that don’t taste as gamey but hey who am I to judge.

Jan 1923: sooo figured out the meat I was eating was human, and my husband is the killer but I love him. I helped him in his kills he refused for me to help get the meat off the bones saying “my, what about your dress we don’t need red on it.” I’m pretty sure it’s because my job is more messy than his. We only killed bad people though not innocents! Jhon hulkey used to beat his wife and cheat on her. I lured him out to the bar for Alastor to stick a knife in his throat, I shot maybe 1 or 12 folks but honestly I can’t remeber.

1933: stock market crashed so did my husband, one night as we where barrying a body: to fatty to eat. I was in the hole makeing sure it was deep enough so hounds or wild cats won’t sniff them up. I heard a hun being shot I thought it was Alastor but I was wrong. His thoughts and blood was on my face I did not know what to do except to get in our car and get to the hospital or police station

1934: a year has passed since my husbands death, I still killed only because I wanted his image to be good. I caught the eyes of a cult who killed widowed or unmarried woman, I guess being a celebrity’s wife makes a big target on your back. Anyways I was kidnapped from my own home drugged pretty much to only end up in a cage with men surrounding me in a fox mask and on horses. I was coverd in a white robe I was scared in that moment. When the cage was opened I went into the hill tops holding to live, maybe if I wasn’t barefoot it wouldn’t hurt as bad. These men I knew what these where when the horn blu. They where the fox hunters captured foxes and killed them for fun. I had gotten away for an hour until I heard a hind it latched onto my leg. A tall men on his devilish horse pointed his riffle at me then…

It went red.

A/N: WELL HOPED YA LIKE THIS! Sorry I usually write this on google docs so a lot of grammar mistakes and I did this on phone, I’m sorry if it’s corney and I know Al is OOC with the marriage shit but why not ya know. Honestly she is only in hell because of him but does she love him… yep death dose not due them part. Anyways bye bye!!

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explosionshark · 1 year

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3, 15, 55! and also please identify the most gothic powerful vampire song on it. the people need to know

edited to do this GAME RIGHT bc i forgot it was about lyrics :')

3. Direction by Mat Kerekes (feat. Anthony Green) - so this is a track off the debut solo album of Mat Kerekes, singer of beloved emo band Citizen. The guest vocals are by Anthony Green of Circa Survive. But what I really wanna talk about is the production, bc this is the first record I listened to that really made me aware of Will Yip. This is an acoustic record, really stripped down and organic sounding, and Kerekes plays all the music except for some percussion provided by Yip - it all sounds so bright and airy. The guitar tone has this gorgeous twangy pop, the percussion sounds like someone slapping a pattern out right next to your ear. Admittedly, this is probably so high up on the list bc it was on a playlist i made when i went insane and wrote a 90k word fanfic earlier this year, but still - love this song, love this record. The Anthony Green verse at the end is so dramatic and good "I could be anything that you wanted / I wouldn't mind if you handed me a loaded gun / Crack a smile while you turn the safety off / I'll destroy anything that you want me to / Help me try and understand what you're going through"

15. Ladders of Supremacy by Coheed & Cambria - I'm not here to convince anyone to listen to Coheed bc I don't think anyone should. They just happen to be my favorite band (derogatory). However, in their extensive catalogue this track still manages to stand out - by being the exact thing they do really, really well. It literally always works on me. I'd consider this song the first part of a three part suite that closes out the record (a concept album, per usual). There's an incredibly sexy bass line on this song, a great chorus, kinda filthy bluesy guitar work, and a shockingly jazzy drum performance from Josh Eppard. It's just peak Coheed prog bullshit and I'm so weak to it. So, this Coheed album is the second part of a record that came out in 2019 and it's about a kid who uhh perceives all of time at once? And also his parents who are sci-fi bank robbers/theater performers? Who the fuck cares. "Stay down, boy, see, ya got clowned, boy" is Typical Claudio Nonsensery but the delivery is so fun. Down BWAAH see ya got clowned BWAAAH

55. Wear U Down by Teenage Wrist - I Am Not Immune To Shoegazey Alt Rock. Actually I was surprised tracks off this record weren't higher in my play count this year, bc I feel like I listened to it a lot? I don't have as much to say about this - great fuzzy guitars, love the snare tone. "I'll wear you down, down down" is not a very articulate or impressive chorus, but it sure is fun to sing along with in the car. There's a great lyrical book end in the first verse and the last that goes "Stomp me out / I'm burning red but now I'm done" and then later "Stomp me out / Before I burn another hole" and who among us hasn't poorly ashed a cigarette and found this relatable?

out of these three songs I'd say the biggest gothic powerful vampire energy is probably teenage wrist. but that's grading on hard curve.

out of my whole top 100, biggest gothic powerful vampire energy is When Will God's Work Be Done by Unto Others. This is a GREAT song - big Sisters of Mercy But Heavier vibes. Very goth adjacent imo. This vocalist is incredible. He makes all kinds of great noises - OUGHHHH! HUAAGHH! AUUH! GAUGHDD! WHEN WILL GOD'S WORK BE DONE! Anyway very vampy lyrics + a great evil laugh at the end - "Working all night in the burning dark" / "When a man dies, I feel alive" / "Death, such sweet release" / "Make sure the first bite is the last bite" - yeah! easy win.

#thanks sona!!!!#i talked SO much but it was fun i love music #spotify wrapped --#ask games

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