#one thing about me is that even tho i love my noise music i also LOVE my ballads :') and clearly i love my boy groups 👹

[kim-woonhak]

My top songs (of the first half) of 2023 ✦ Boys Planet edition ✦

tagged by @lunetual @jikyu @leewonseo @lee-minhoe ty 💕

I've listened to over 300 new releases from over 100 different kpop artists this year so picking my top songs felt like an mnet-level survival show 😭 the irony that i never watched Boys Planet AND one of the songs is literally a Peak Time song is not lost on me ! 🙃 but i wanted to pick a trendy format so here we are 😈 anyways i included albums instead of songs that didn't make the cut since there's too many honorable mention songs that i have had on repeat this year 😭 but most of them are in these 22 albums (oo-li is on here twice and istj isn't out yet !)

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#tag game #song recs #flashing tw #*ambiv.gif #ok i didnt have to go so hard but it's the holidays so i had a free day hehe #im actually very proud of my coloring for some of these gifs especially the BSS one .. had to borrow some mvs for the b-sides without vids #anyways yall shouldve seen the spreadsheet i had to use to get to 12.... also the biggest tragedy was number 13 was skz topline :(((((( #one thing about me is that even tho i love my noise music i also LOVE my ballads :') and clearly i love my boy groups 👹 #i tried to limit to 1 per album & artist except i can't do that to woodz so he got an exception asdfsdfjj OO-LI IS TOO GOOD IT'S UNMATCHED #i have so many other faves..... nct dream best friend .. nine (onlyoneof) beyOnd .. kep1er lvly .. holland number boy .. newjeans omg .. #epex sunshower .. enhypen bills .. dkb more than 100 reasons .. cravity groovy .. boynextdoor one and only .. blitzers macarena .. #billlie eunoia .. bae173 gt .. atbo next to me .. agust d haegeum .. (g)i-dle queencard .. cupid fifty fifty .. golden child weekends .. #ive kitsch .. jinyoung cotton candy .. kim jaehwan lucky! .. lee chaeyeon knock .. mark golden hour .. lun8 wild heart .. nct djj perfume . #sf9 puzzle .. stayc teddy bear .. purple kiss sweet juice .. &team firework .. tripleS rising .. viviz pull up .. xg left & right .. #.......just to name a few slkjdflajfdjlf DO U SEE HOW HARD THIS WAS :'( i DIED !!! #OK BUT IF I DID MISS UR FAVE PLS SEND ME IT I WILL LISTEN

[sketching-pasketti]

Oh hey look it's the longest fucking post I'll ever make

Proxy Headcannons

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General Headcannons:

All of them hate Slender but literally can't do anything about it cause he controls them

Everyone hates Tim but love Brian

Toby is a gremlin

Individual Headcannons (Masky/Tim):

"Oh I'm a whore for red velvet cake" "Yeah, Tim you say that everytime we go get cake"

Smells like cologne and cigarettes

Tired 24/7

Probably hates Slender the most out of all of them

Loves Five Guys a lot for some reason

"Uh, half of y'all have criminal records and the other half are supernatural creatures, no shit Slender won't let y'all work"

Says "y'all" a lot even though he's not southern (me too tho)

Cannot stand county music

A metalhead

Coffee addict

Calls people nicknames sometimes (example: Kate;Katie, Lulu;Lu, Lazari:Lazii, Kate:Katester)

"Ow? My ass?? What the hell, Katie????"

Speaks 4 languages

Can't stand Jeff

"You smell like cigarettes and it's really repulsive" "Okay?? You smell like weed, shut up"

Kicks ass at Mario Kart Wii

Also kicks ass at Wii Sports

Individual Headcannons (Hoodie/Brian):

"I pay for all of you guys' food so I don't think you get to say anything"

Is always either in his room or out at the store

Disappears for literally months and then comes back like nothing happened

Low-key has a (b)romance with Tim

Babysits Sally

A swiftie

Really likes Hits Different

Assigns people random emojis to their names

Examples are Tim(🚬), Toby(👹), Kate(🥺), Jeff(🔪)

Plays visual novels in secret

Not really though, cause Slender knows

Really good friends with Jane and her wife

Doesn't like how itchy his mask is

Wants to run Offender over with a car

Individual Headcannons (Toby):

Screams Taylor Swift lyrics at people who piss him off (*cough cough* Tim *cough cough* ex; "LET'S FAST FORWARD TO 300 TAKEOUT COFFEES LATER" "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU RODGERS??")

Also blasts music at ungodly hours

Heavily annoyed that Tim is the only one that Slender trusts to help with his tic attacks

Heard Jeff snort crack once and now that noise is a tic of his

Names his hatchets

"oh no"s randomly

Threw an egg at Slender once

Screams the lyrics to the songs he listens to

Has a collection of shiny things he's stolen from his victims

Honks (goose or car, you decide)

5'8"

Ate glue on multiple occasions

Didn't even notice it was glue actually until Brian told him

Tastes Jane's candles (she gets very upset at this)

Bites people

Forgets he chewed the side of his mouth off and gets shocked when he looks in the mirror

Rare whisper boy

His grandparents taught him German and now he has an accent and everything

Drew on all of his Converse

Perches on the stair railing

Sleeps in the starfish position

Individual Headcannons (Kate):

Also draws on her Converse

Draws everyone and everything

Painted most of the pictures Slender has in his office

Helps Toby collect shiny things

Hunches over like the hunchback of Notre Dame whenever she's doing something

Her back hurts constantly

Mapped the house so she wouldn't get lost

Whisper girl

Pierced her nose by herself (and made a huge fucking mess)

Let's Sally do her makeup

Slaps Tim's ass everytime he walks past her

Eats crayons on purpose

Vomits each time though

Has a large vinyl collection

And a Funko pop collection

Uses "🥺" unironically

Can ice skate

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta hcs #hcs #headcanons #headcanon #ticci toby #tim wright #kate the chaser #brian thomas #hoodie #masky #creepypasta hoodie #creepypasta masky #slender proxy #proxy #proxy headcannons

[no1sharkenthusaist]

! hsr headcannons for several characters ! [modern au]

♪ In-ter-net-o ya-me-ro ♪!

Y u m i - c h a n i s n o w o n l i n e !

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Characters : Dan Heng, Serval, Blade, Gepard, March

Plot : no real plot, just headcannons about honkai Characters in a modern au setting

Tags : modern au, headcannons, fluff, slight crack, wrote this at 11pm while heading home from a road trip

authors note : omg got a steam deck for my birthday (may 30th) and I. AM. IN. LOVE !!! I could talk abt it for hours and hours but i have my discord for that ehe. Anyways, ive been having fun rediscovering my old childhood games and thats when i had an epiphany. Hsr or genshin boys in a ddlc type scenario!!! Feeling so swag abt the idea. Also i got out of school so more uploads yaya. Thank u all for the support on my intro page yippee. I promise not to let you all down

╭( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑ enjoy !

DANHENG

Now playing : Scrawny - The Wallows

He definitely dresses like with collared shirts and kinda has that accidental soft boy look

English major frfr

definitely listens to lovejoy/wilbursoot and bo burnham

Water drinker enthusiast (even tho he forgets to drink half the time-)

burnt out gifted kid

messed up sleeping schedules

Hes that quiet guy everyone has a crush on to some extent

He looks cold and serious during lectures, but hes actually just daydreaming and has his head in the clouds

Probably stays with the same group of kids he met in middle school because he cant socialize

I think said kids would be march, stelle/caleus, himeko And on ocasion blade, kafka, and silverwolf

Welt would be a chill english teacher that would let Dan Heng sit in his classroom during lunch

he likes going to concerts a lot

Learned to play guitar in middle school but doesnt like playing in front of people

Consider yourself lucky if he plays in front of you

Extremely oblivious to romance

Girls will try to flirt with him but he will just have a blank and confused look

Spends his free time in book stores shopping for records

Ps5 gamer frfr

Theater kid (had a hamilton phase)

SERVAL

Now playing : Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence

Shut me up by mindless self indulgence on loop

Like its probably to an unhealthy level

Always has headphones in(that gepard gave her for her birthday)(And so loud to the point you can hear the music standing next to her)

(went deaf at the ripe age of 13, after that it was all "huh?" /j)

Shirts from old bands, baggy jeans, fishnets, etc

Had an alt phase

Bad habit of smashing guitars

Dropped out of college after first semester

Had a band in highschool with Blade and Dan Heng that received noise complaints on a regular Basis

Really extroverted and easy to get along with

Loves going to concerts (especially the ones that get crazy like halfway through )

Probably gets in fights during black friday

Addicted to coffee (gepards needs to step in and help her drink something else)

Likes bitter stuff more than sweet stuff

Cares very deeply for her friends

The type of gal to go on road trips with friends and go Camping

Goes to protests every other tuesday

Probably banned from several places

very passionate about things she loves

Loves scary movies and Rollercoasters

The six flags employees have memorized her name

(shes just so cool i wanna be like her fr)

BLADE

Now playing : Consequences - Lovejoy

Theater kid (would never admit it tho)

Kafka teases him about it so much

met kafka and silverwolf in detention

The teachers hate the three of them

Alt kid and never got out of his emo phase

Besties with serval, change my mind

Kafka probably pushed him to join boxing to get his anger out in a less…destructive way

Loves the sleepovers he has with kafka and silverwolf

Broke silverwolf's tv while playing wii sports

Goes to college, no clue what he wants to do so hes just doing liberal studies

Adopted a small stray cat he saw on the ground during a storm

he tries to be tough and mean, but hes a big Softy

Loves the Beetlejuice musical(and mean girls but we dont talk about that)

has probably been on probation on multiple occasions

Probably vandalized the car of someone he didnt like

Kafka has to sweet talk everyone out of getting blade in serious trouble

Hes really good at basketball, he just doesnt like it so he never pushed it further

Doesnt really like or understands sports

probably listens to videogame osts 24/7

GEPARD

Now Playing : Pretty Face - PUBLIC

Getting serval out of trouble isnt a choice, its a lifestyle

Which is ironic, as he is a criminal justice major

But he still will always be her biggest supporter

Dresses (like a costco dad) soft boy by pure accident

Completely oblivious to anything and everything

Enjoys gardening and has a lemon Tree

Cave Town enthusiast

Lemonade Enthusiast

Sends people those "reminder to drink water and be happy" messages

Straight 4.0 GPA student. The teachers loved Him

Was really shy so he didnt have many friends growing up (Serval had to help him out)

Hates rollercoasters, serval drags him around six flags and he screams his head off

Poor guy :<

Still loves it since he loves hanging out with his sister

Student council secretary

No clue how the internet and technology works

Strong sense of justice

That has gotten him involved in several issues

Which ironically, serval got him out of

Wholesome cinnamon roll, pls protecc

MARCH 7TH

Now playing : Cupid - FIFTY FIFTY

That one girl in class that no one could hate

Class representative and student council public relations officer

Photography major (duh)

Social butterfly and very easy to talk to

Want to go out to go eat something sweet while having fun? March has you covered !

March Makes friendship braclets and sells them so she can go shopping

has a secret stash of candy hidden in her dorm

March has a babysitting gig and comes to peoples houses with candy

Shes a little kid magnet, they all love her so much

had a club penguin phase with Dan Heng and they both shudder just thinking about it

learned all her profanity from watching Dan Heng play Call Of Duty

sucks at english, fries her brain like a hashbrown

k-pop girlie

dresses really cute with cardigans and pastel pinks

(watched aphmau, Her favorite one was a mermaid tales and mystreet) [submitted by someone on my discord who wants to stay anon]

plays overwatch and says things like "Hey, thats not nice!"

lowkey kind of a teachers pet-

Loves webtoons and collects the physical releases

! Thats a wrap !

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and thank you for reading ^^

♪ Overdose 君とふたり やるせない日々♪

! y u m i - c h a n i s n o w o f f l i n e !

t h a n k y o u f o r c o m i n g ~

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#hsr headcanons #march 7th #dan heng #serval #star rail #hsr blade #blade hc #march 7th hc #hsr x reader #Yumi's shark blog that isnt quite about sharks #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr drabbles

[itsvici0usbaby]

As long as it’s not about love || Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x goth !fem! reader

A/N : I haven’t seen a lot of Eddie x goth/alt reader so I just absolutely had to! Also I'm so sorry. I've totally gone overboard with this but I couldn't stop– I swear, the things this man does to me …

Warnings: smut (18+) Minors DNI, oral sex; f! & m! receiving, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, public sex, cumming inside [don’t forget tho: Don’t be a fool, cover your tool!]

Word count : 7.3k

A one shot inspired by the song 'As long as it’s not about love' by Dio. Highly recommend listening! (I know the song came out in 2000 but it’s one of my favorites sooo-)

'From the first time we touched with our eyes, only magic could take away my heart.'

He had a tight grip on your hand, guiding you through the rowdy crowd. The stereo blared overhead, and young people stood to either side of you, the collection of empty shot glasses and beer mugs everywhere suggested career drinkers. The bar was hundreds of conversations told in loud voices, all of them competing with the loud metal music that dominated the atmosphere.

He came to an abrupt halt, causing you to crush into his back. You gasped, wanting to apologize but before you even could as much as open your mouth, he was walking again. His long frizzy hair looked so inviting, your hands tingling at the thought of having them go through his pretty curls.

And as he walked in front of you, you took your time to admire him, notice every detail you could. Like how the back of his battle vest had a patch of one of your favorite bands on it; Dio, the last in line. Alone that made him incredibly attractive. Or how the zipper of his leather jacket sleeve was re-enforced with chains that would surely have made noises if it wasn't so loud in here...

You were snapped out of your daze as his grip tightened, it was almost like he was scared that if he let go, you'd simply vanish. Granted, you were scared of that very same thing. How often would you meet a person you clicked with the way you did with him?

"You okay back there?" He peaked over his shoulder, smiling at you so sweetly you almost had a heart attack. You couldn't answer, too engrossed in his brown hues that held so much mischief, and so much mystery. Perhaps, that's what attracted you to him the most; that peculiar behavior you had picked up on right from the bet.

"Hey, hey, hey. You still there?" He'd turned around at this point, his hand still holding yours, but the smile on his face was replaced by a worried frown. "If you want to stay for the rest of the gig, I understand. I just thought, maybe we could scram and-"

"Eddie." You stopped him before he could ramble on, hand squeezing his assuringly. You didn't know him for long, but saying his name like that made the butterflies in your stomach come to life. You could say his name again and again, over and over and over again ... Eddie. Eddie. Eddie!

He looked at you, and even in the dimly lit room he could see your beautiful e/c orbs, they looked so vibrant and alive in contrast to your dark eye make-up. You were gorgeous, it was almost like you weren't even real. But your warm, sweaty hand in his, squeezing it so tight, convinced him otherwise. Your h/c hair clung to your forehead and neck, and your black velvety dress to your body like a second skin, and he found himself wondering how you'd managed to survive the night in this thing. Oh, what he would give to rip it off you...

His heart skipped a beat as your dark red painted and pierced lips etched up in a genuine smile; one that made all his worries vanish, all his insecurities disappear. His heart pounded against his chest, he was almost worried you would be able to hear it, though that would've been impossible with the loud music filling everyone's ear drums.

"Shut up and keep going."

"Yes ma'am!" You smiled as he wasted no time, body pushing through the crowd with you walking closely behind him just like you did before.

Once you were outside the stifling bar, Eddie watched as you rummaged through your bag before you twirled a lighter between your fingertips, raising it to the tip of your smoke and ignited it with practiced expertise. You inhaled, ensuring that the thing was evenly lit before you pulled back and rested your back against a wall.

"You don't mind, do you?"

He shook his head, walking over to stand beside you. Of course he didn't mind, the stash of weed in his trailer popped up in his mind and he silently snickered to himself.

Not before long, Eddie's eyes shifted to be on you, and he just watched, which was a rare occasion –Eddie loved talking. But he was in a trance, your red lipstick stained the tipping paper as you exhaled the smoke with your eyes closed, enjoying the first drag. His orbs trailed down to your black velvety dress yet again, it reached a few centimeters above your knees and softly hugged your curves in all the right places. Your outfit was pimped with fishnets, and scarlet creepers.

There was something so dark, eerie and mysterious about you –aside from your gothic appearance– and the town's freak was smitten. In fact, he was from the very first time he saw you sip on a beer, watching some unknown metal band perform. And even more so when he got a chance to talk to you. You were smart, feisty and not afraid to speak up if things bothered you; that much he was able to pick up by now.

The car ride was dominated by loud music being played, both your heads moving along to the heavy bass, your voices surely obnoxiously loud singing along to Welcome home, by Metallica.

And you couldn't help but steal a few longing glances, drinking in all that was him. His hair that swayed whenever he'd pop his head back and forth to the rhythm, his eyes that would shift to look at you here and there, and his hands with all those pretty rings. You caught yourself wondering what it'd be like to feel his fingertips glide over your bare skin. Feeling his breath against your neck as he whispers sweet things into your ear, the cold feeling of his rings against your hot skin...

"I know a great place where we could chill for a while if you'd be, uhh... up for that?" He talked over the music, head shifting in your direction to look at you quizzically.

A lake. It was a beautiful lake he'd let you to. Since you moved here, you didn't get the chance to explore Hawkins, so you were grateful he showed you such beauty. Though, you were much more interested in the man laying next to you. His head propped up by his arms, he looked so peaceful watching the sky.

On the way here, you had both gotten rid of your shoes, wanting to feel the grass, soft and mellow beneath your soles. You loved being barefoot in these cozy months of blossom, even in the middle of the night.There was a kind of freedom to it, that natural feel you suppose. It was good, calming.

Eddie could see the reflection of the landscape which he had grown so familiar over the years, with he knew every tree and pebble in sight. He knew the lone mountain in the distance, towering above everything in sight and yet, still seeming astonishingly small and overpowered by his thought and feelings. At the foot of it, a pine forest unfolded and spread all around the water. There was the mist, creeping down from the mountains, sneaking its way between the thick tree trunks. And right next to him were you; laying in the grass,staring at the night sky as the moon illuminated your features.

Have you ever felt drawn to someone? Felt an irresistible attraction? A mystical power compelling you to get closer to someone and get to know them? Yes? Well,this was exactly how Eddie felt. He didn't know if he was just crazy or if this was real, but he was keen to find out.

"Fuck, shit ... god-fuckin' damnit." He cursed, causing you to look over at him, surprised at his sudden outburst. He looked conflicted, teeth chewing on his lower lip nervously, hands fumbling with one of his rings.

"I really, really, REALLY want to kiss you right now." Your heart beat picked up, surprised at his straight forwardness. But that's just how Eddie was, he was loud, and blunt and if he wanted something, god forbid!

"Then do it" you breathed out, giggling once you saw him exhale the breath he'd been holding. And he grinned, boyish and mischievous, so absolutely charming it made you want to jump at him, devour him.

His chain that was attached to his jeans rattled as he scooped closer, his hair now ticking your skin as his lips hovered over your own. The warm feeling of his breath, although destabilizing, was inviting. His smell was intoxicating, though you couldn't say what exactly he smelled like, it was a mixture of scents. Beer,cigarettes and sweat. It all was just ... Eddie.

"So.. Just to make sure once again, uh, you're alright with it, right?" He spoke softly, fingers gently brushing over your sides. You shuddered.

"Yes."

There wasn't a moment of hesitation. His mouth was on yours, and you stopped breathing. He shuddered as he felt the cold sensation of the piercings that decorated your lips, and there was a sound from the back of his throat, half groan, half moan. Little shivers of pleasure and panic shot through you, as your brain stopped working. Sealing the tiny space between, you pressed against him, digging your fingers into his hair. It was soft, silky, just as you had imagined. You sparked alive, your heart swelled to the point of near bursting. The rush of sensations crawling across your body was maddening. Scary. Thrilling.

His hands were on your hips, and he lifted you up as if you were made of air. Your legs wrapped around his waist and soon you were straddling his lap, but your lips remained sealed. It was like you couldn't get enough of each other. You were devouring one another, drowning in each other. In him you'd found someone to connect with that night, someone that made you feel alive. Someone that wasn't as shallow as everyone else around you.

Your kiss slowed, becoming tender and infinitely more. It was like you were getting to know each other on an intimate level. Though that part usually came after getting to know each other emotionally, it didn't bother either of you, not in that moment of neediness, that moment of wanting to feel each other. You were breathless and dazed, unprepared for all of this, but your body ached for more than just kisses and touching– for more of him. And you knew he did, too. His body shook like yours. It was easy to get lost in him, lost in this connection between you. The world–the universe– simply ceased to exist.

"Eddie." You said, once he pulled away, almost wheezing for air at this point, "Want you." You didn't know why. Why you were here, at some place unknown, with someone you had just met, someone you didn't know much about.

And there was no reasonable answer to that question. Because the one answer you did come up with, was more than unreasonable.

What was rational about thinking he was the one you'd been searching for? The answer was simple. Nothing. It was just a feeling you had, a feeling that you weren't able to get rid of from the moment he clumsily asked if you'd want a drink. The moment he smiled at you so vibrant and free, it pulled you in. The moment you realized he wasn't a superficial person, wasn't like the many men you had encountered before.

His brown orbs met yours and he tilted his head to the side playfully, a shit eating grin playing on his lips. He thought you were the cutest thing, sitting there on his lap, lips swollen and dark red lipstick smudged. He was sure he had it all over his mouth, too, but there was nothing more appealing and romantic than that very thought. For Eddie Munson, that is.

"Here? Ya want me... right here?" His eyebrows raised, the grip he had on your waist never once loosened. "Well to be honest, I thought we could listen to some mind–blowing, ass–kicking music while this continues, but I guess ..." he sighed dramatically, "...I guess this'll have to do..."

You nudged his side, pouting adorably as you removed your hands from his curls completely, though all in good humor. Eddie's eyes, however, momentarily widened, hoping you didn't get the wrong idea. And, of course you didn't, but you decided to play your part a little longer, wondering how he'd try to convince you that he was merely joking.

And so you moved a little, implying that you'd get off his lap, but he was fast to snake his arms around your middle, keeping you in place.

"No, no, no, no, no! I want you, like, so bad. Like, crazy bad. Absolutely mind-exploding bad." He rambled, and you couldn't help but giggle at his cute antics, ultimately breaking character. "In fact, I want you so bad that I would totally kick my own ass if you would just up and leave now and–"

You shut him up with the rocking of your hips against his, lips connecting anew, and you could've sworn he gasped at your sudden and bold movement. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips, his insistent mouth was parting your shaking lips, sending wild tremors along your nerves, evoking from your sensations you had never known you were capable of feeling. He hummed into your mouth, a pleasant sound, one that reminded you of comfort, of home.The low timbre of his voice made you shiver as he was this close.

"Guess that means you'll stay.", he muttered against your lips, and his hands moved from your waist to your back and his fingers fumbled with your dress' zipper. He parted, only to look at your flurried face, eager to drink it that expression you wore.

"I can take it off right? That must've been so uncomfortable ..."

"Says the guy with a leather jacket and a battle vest on." You rebutted, glaring at him playfully. "But we could also just get rid of it while we're at it." And before he could say or do anything, you beat him to his plans as your fingers already took a hold of his jackets, sliding both off his shoulders in one go. And he didn't complain– only helped you by wiggling out of his utterly unnecessary clothing as he tossed it to the side carelessly.

You stared at the shirt he still wore, fingers gliding over the fabric. "Hellfire club?" You raised an eyebrow as you finally got to ask the question that had been on the tip of your tongue for a while.

"It's a Dungeons & Dragons club. I'm kinda like .. the head of 'em. " He explained, one hand finally unzipping your dress while you were too engrossed in the shirt's print and his sweet little bats tattoo that you spotted on his forearm. You wondered how many more tattoos he was hiding under that shirt of his...

"Oh! That satanic role-play game!" You teased, lips curling up into a smirk. "Should I be scared of you now? Since you're a cult leader and all.."

"Oh most definitely! Don't you see how utterly sinful I am behaving?" With those words, he slid your dress up, and over your head while you worked your arms out of the sleeves. The metalhead stared, your black laced bra leaving little to nothing to the imagination. And you gasped, the chilly night air finally hitting your exposed , heated skin and leaving goosebumps in its waking.

"I must've closed a damn good deal with the devil."

His words were spoken softly, eyes admiring your breasts, he surely didn't expect this. The see-through material clearly showed that both your nipples were decorated with cute metal jewelries, and he couldn't wait to flick and lick away at them.

Suddenly you felt self conscious, all you wanted to do was hide from his burning gaze. You blushed, lips pulled into a frown as you squirmed in your place. You weren't usually a shy person when it came to undressing or showing off, but somehow it was different with Eddie. You felt like a damn virgin under his observance.

"Uh-uh." He clicked his tongue, somehow knowing what you were about to do, but he gently took both of your wrists, holding on to them so you couldn't hide away. "Not gonna happen. Abso–fucking–lutely not."

"Then don't stare like that!"

"Like what?"

"Like..like –"

"Like I totally want to rip that useless thing off you?" He asked, grinning as his lips came up to your ear, his fingertips already trailing over your back as he hooked a finger under the fabric. You were too distracted by his warm breath tickling your cheek to realize what he was doing, his scent invading your nostrils and causing your brain to go blank momentarily.

"That's most likely because I do." You didn't know how–or when– he did it, but from one second to the other, he'd already opened your bra clip, leaving you no time to react as your bra was removed, quick hands slipping the straps off your shoulders, as the piece of fabric landed in your lap.

"Creep." You muttered and watched him throw your bra into the same direction he'd tossed his jacket to; somewhere completely abandoned.

Eddie smiled at your insult, his eyes taking in the sight of your fully exposed chest. "Fuck." He harshly whispered as he moved forward, taking one of your breasts in his hand, the cold sensation of his rings against your burning skin made you gasp, "You're fucking perfect." He ran his thump and pointer finger over your nipple, taking your piercing between them and you whined, the metalhead's eyes cutting to yours with a boyish grin on his face.

"Did that feel good?" You barely had any time to think of an answer before he took your other nipple in his mouth, tongue lapping over and over, pulling out all kinds of pretty sounds from you. A strained whine left your lips as he rolled your piercing around on his tongue, playing with it. God, he would've given up his whole music collection if it meant he could hear more of this.

You tangled your hands into his wild curls, feeling his lips move on to leave little kisses everywhere he could reach. The feeling of his mouth so warm and wet on your bare skin sent a burst of heat straight to your core and made it ache as a small sound escaped you.

Your nails grazed his scalp and you felt the man underneath you shudder, making you seethe with desire. You continued your ministrations on his hair, pressing your fingers into the tender parts of his scalp and scraping it gently, combing back his hair repeatedly with your fingers.

"I think I like this." Eddie sighed out, your eyes locked with his own, and you couldn't find it in you to look away. Eddie Munson held you in an immobile trance, and the bastard knew what he was doing to you, too.

You held his head in your hands now from the back, supporting yourself. Eddie had his arms wrapped around you, settling on your lower back. He smiled up at you sweetly, licking his lips, his eyes intent on you as you took the chance to reach your hands out to impatiently slide his shirt up and over his torso, shoulders, and head before you tossed the fabric onto the ground.

Finally you could take a good look at him and the tattoos littering his skin, eyes taking in everything he had to offer. As you continued to stare, you came to the realization that Eddie was the epitome of perfect in your books quite honestly. Your eyes shamelessly gazed at the soft, plush skin that stretched across his abdomen and pectorals. You could clearly see the definition in the soft light of the moon, leaving hints of abs and –dare you say–delicious pecs. They were gently raised on his chest and expanded with every soft inhale he made.

Eddie didn't say anything, didn't stop you when your hands came up to his chest, fingertips grazing his skin. He just watched you, enjoying the attention on him. Because quite honestly, he didn't get it very often. In fact, there's never been a woman that looked at him the way you did, burning his face, his body into your memory so intensely. Engrossed into the artwork on his skin, you admired the piece on his right inner forearm, probably your favorite followed by his bats tattoo.A puppet. Weird, metal, and so absolutely fitting for him.

"I love your tattoos." you cooed, shifting closer before you let your lips trail over his chest, tongue gently lapping over the inked skin on his left side. Your fingers played with his guitar pick necklace, as he hummed appreciatively.

When you were finished admiring and touching, you allowed your eyes to travel further down. There was a trail of black hair that laid flat against his lower stomach, trailing underneath the waistband of his ripped jeans. You felt your face get warmer as you stared at his groin now, seeing that there was a prominent bulge in a protruding outline.

Taking a deep breath in, you gently placed your hand on his groin, cupping his bulge ever so gently. Your heartbeat raced in your chest and your breath stuttered. It was thick from what you could feel in your hands, you wondered how he'd feel inside of you.

"Holy mother of Jesus." Eddie's fingertips were still gliding over your back, hands slightly shaky. His words just egged you on even more as you rubbed his dick through his pants with more pressure, the stimulation made Eddie groan. The noise he made was so fucking hot, and you wanted more. You wanted to hear him moan and tell you how good it felt.

Surprised at your own thoughts, you realized that you were trembling. You needed to regain your composure.You had never really wanted something like that before, but something about this man made you feral on the inside. Just the thought of him made you release pheromones and you could feel your arousal, hot and slick inside your panties.

You gently moved off his lap, sitting next to him now, your cheeks flushed and heart beating wildly against  your chest because of what you're about to do.

"Can I?"

Eddie looked almost offended at your question, hand coming up to where his heart is, "How rude!" His face came dangerously close to you, lips hovering over your ear. "Of course you can! Want you to show me how good your pretty little mouth feels around my cock."

Your face burned red as you leaned down, using every bit of confidence you could muster. And so you slowly, and with shaking hands, opened his black leather belt before lowering his bottoms, coarser tufts of hair appeared. He obviously kept it trimmed up and you were appreciative. You basically drooled and you took his jeans and briefs down far enough and reached in gently to remove his dick so it wouldn't spring out. As soon as you wrapped your hand around it to pull it out, you felt him twitch.

"Mmmm... fuck." You audibly heard Eddie moan, and as you looked at his face, he had his eyes half closed, lips pressed together firmly.

Removing it from its covers, your eyes widened at the extremity. His cock was thick and decently long, standing proud in your hand. You could barely wrap your whole hand around it. A vein ran up the bottom of his shaft and spiraled halfway around the circumference to the tip of it. You gave an experimental stroke or two and felt how soft it was and how easily your skin glided across it. There was no way to describe it other than pretty.

At your more prominent actions, Eddie let out a hum, bucking his hips up and therefore moving his cock in your soft hand, begging to be touched. You swore he couldn't get any harder than this, but he proved you wrong. The tip was an angry red and he became hotter to the touch. The blood flowing through him made his arousal more outstanding than ever. You couldn't help but stare at the throbbing dick in your hand, squeezing it gently again, earning yourself another groan from the man of the hour.

Stroking him a couple more times, you leaned your head closer, breath fanning over his throbbing length. A trail of clear precum leaked out of his hot tip, and you stroked it a couple more times before enveloping it with your lips, flattening your tongue and sucking off the sticky liquid.

You felt a hand snake in your hair and gently grip your locks, encouraging you to continue. "You're gonna be the death of me." He growled, pushing your head down with encouraging pressure as you enveloped him, sinking your head down to accommodate his length in your wet mouth. But holy fuck, having him moan and grip your hair as you felt his rings against your scalp was a major turn on, and it motivated you to do whatever it took to pleasure him.

You continued your onslaught of moving your head, sucking, licking, and moving your tongue on his dick and you could tell he was holding back from just fucking your face by his restrained bucks into your mouth. It was hot.

He watched as your lipstick blemished his cock, pierced lips working wonders, but if anything it only made him grow harder at the sight.

"You're so beautiful, blowing me so well." You groaned at his compliment, and it turned you on even more. He was definitely a little too good at this. You felt his dick twitch in your mouth, and Eddie let out a choked moan. You slackened your mouth more, speeding up and letting his dick hit the back of your throat. Time and time again.

"Wait.... fuck.. I'm close, stop, or else...." He gently tugged you off of him, but you weren't having any of that.

Thanks for the consideration, Eddie.

You shoved your head down against his grip, moaning on his cock as you sped up, feeling him near his end. He hardened more in your mouth, and he started twitching.

"Wait! Fuck. No! you can't. I- I'm gonna..." He could barely finish his sentence, the sensations overwhelming his senses. He threw his head back against the grass, and it was too late. You slid your mouth down on him one final time and you felt hot spurts of cum fill the back of your mouth, and he bucked his hips, his cock hitting your throat. Hard. You didn't gag, but it was a little uncomfortable. But holy shit was it worth it.

"Mmmmm...shit." He hummed out, panting heavily as he finished in your mouth. The noises he made were so attractive and you wanted to hear more of him. Just knowing that you made him feel good was almost satisfying enough, but the painful throb that emitted from your legs said otherwise. You groaned against him, swallowing the slightly salty slick, making sure to clean it up so there wouldn't be a mess.

You let his dick pop off your lips and you panted heavily, relishing in the oxygen you didn't realize you were lacking. You rested your head gently against his lower stomach, eyes barely open but staring at his flushed face. He glowed in his post orgasm bliss, eyes shut and breathing heavy, groans mixed in. Your mouth was slightly agape, jaw a bit sore and slack from what you had just done, lips swollen and glistening with saliva.

Eddie's eyes fluttered open and he gave you a soft smile which made your stomach do flips.

You watched as he was sitting himself up, and he was suddenly in front of you. He cupped your face in his hands, tilting your head so that you would properly look at him. He looked intensely into your eyes, and you were surprised to see them dark and almost feral instead of tired, and he hungrily pressed his mouth against yours.

"Your turn." He spoke as he broke the sweet kiss, moving out of his jeans and briefs completely, throwing it to the other clothes somewhere; neglected. Blindly, and without wasting time he turned you to drive you against the ground, with him on top of you. He needed your body flush against his, needed to feel the press of those firm, full, pierced breasts against his chest as he wedged a thigh between yours. The need to touch,to give, nearly overwhelmed him.

"Wanna make you feel good,too."

His long hair tickled your face and you closed your eyes, succumbing to his words. Your skin was flushed and your body was so oversensitized. You didn't know if you could handle anything more.

You laid beneath him,your chest moving up and down with every breath you took. But it wasn't enough for him, as his fingers hooked underneath the waistband of your fishnets, urging you to lift your butt so he could get rid of them.

"Those gotta go." And like the needy girl you were, you complied.

Soon, his fingertips brushed over one curved, tattoo covered hip, over your smooth skin, dragging your laced underwear down, he took a moment to admire the black rose design, tracing his fingers over it.

"Why a black rose?" He asked nonchalantly, as his fingers skimmed between your thighs. You jumped and twitched. Gliding his hand over to the other hip, he drew the lace away as you lifted your hips to let him.

"Because I like black roses?" You couldn't provide any other answer because, well... your mind wasn't exactly focused on anything else other than him.

Eddie smiled before his lips came up to your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he trailed sweet, light kisses up to your jaw, before he gently bit into your earlobe. "You're gorgeous." Two simple words, words that you had heard so many times before, but they suddenly took on a much deeper meaning. You weren't sure if it was because of the way he said it or if it simply was because he said it; all you knew was that it drove you absolutely wild, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering to life.

He used your moment of stillness as his hand slipped between your thighs and you cried out on a half sob of pleasure as he touched delicate, aching flesh, one of his rings dragging against it so deliciously. "Fuck,you're soaked." He groaned, "So wet for me. Did it turn you on this much just by sucking me off?" He grinned at your pleasure stricken face, and you threw your head back, moaning.

All you could feel was his touch, all you knew was the heat that moved through you, the need. You were speechless, nearly mindless. You slung your arms around him, pushing him incredibly close to yourself, as close as the position you were in allowed.

"Is this where it hurts?" He leaned down, kissing the shell of your ear. His languid pace turned faster now, stimulating the bundle of nerves intensely as he rubbed in circles with ease.

"Hurts so bad that you need me to take care of it?" He licked your neck and you wanted to scream.

"Eddie!" You squealed as he stopped, sliding his fingers down to your puckered opening.

"Does it hurt here too? Do I need to make you feel better? You're so sensitive, I can't fucking believe it." He pressed his middle finger up against your entrance, and your arms flew to his biceps, digging your nails into them. He drank in your vulnerability, relishing in your glow and need for him to touch you, to do anything to release the pressure.

He took his sweet time taking off his rings, one by one, all the while he watched you squirm and shudder under his gaze, and he enjoyed every second of it. Once he was done, he wasted no time and plunged his finger inside of you deeply, so sudden, you let out a squeal, the feeling made you blabber incoherent words.Eddie chuckled, strumming you like an instrument that is made for him; more so than his beloved guitar. He hummed to himself, fingers curling into you and pushing just the right places. His thumb occasionally came up to rub against your clit, firmly stroking in tandem with his thrusting finger.

"More, Eddie please. I need more!"

"Just remember… you asked for it." He suddenly pulled his single digit from you and plunged a second finger inside, stretching you out suddenly from the thickness of both digits.

The metalhead latched onto one of your breasts again, sucking your nipple, teeth gently pulling on your piercing, making your whole body feel like it was on fire. Your hands never left this arms, gripping them together as he pistoned his fingers in and out of you. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, and you gave into the overwhelming pleasure of Eddie.

"Feels so good around my fingers but...–" He groaned, suddenly sliding them out. Your pussy clenched around nothing, begging to be stimulated.

"What? No, please don't stop, I–" you spoke too soon as his attention moved from your chest down to your stomach, kissing the soft flesh there. He moved lower and lower, and your breath hitched.

He used two fingers and spread your labia, revealing your soaked, dripping mess of a cunt. You knew it was basically throbbing, begging him to touch you. To do anything.He hummed, looking a little too long for your liking.

"Don't stare." Your hands pressed against his face in vain, and he just laughed at your actions.

"Oh, so you get to look at me and drool over my cock but I'm not allowed to look at your pretty little pussy?" The pad of his thumb pressed over your slick clit, rubbing over it once with lovely pressure. You shivered and groaned at his action.

His hands slid up your legs to gently stroke your thighs, to rub along your sides, to massage circles into your hips while he kissed your core. Eddie watched the rise and fall of your chest from across your body. Listened to the sway of your small soft sounds, eyes gluing themselves to your mouth hung open, panting. He watched your expression as he licked a particularly heavy stripe up your folds before softly sucking your clit into his mouth,the tip of his tongue circling the little pearl. Your sighs weren't so soft then, whimpering and breathing heavily,

"E-Eddie," you mewled, hips gently grinding into his mouth, fingers weaving into his hair. He took your hips in his hands, softly rubbing his thumb across the bone, eyes fluttering closed as he gets lost in appreciating you. Humming a "mmm?" in reply without taking his lips off you, and the vibrations electrified you. "Eddie, please," you begged, one of your hands going to meet his where it circles at your side.

Your eyes rolled back as he used his tongue to fuck into you, curling it to stroke against your sweet spot with a lustful gaze. Despite his efforts, you could feel him start to lose himself, getting drunk off your juices. You could feel him start to get desperate as his tongue became hungry, his hands starting to wander, the way he began to moan into you. Your back arched, and as your hips lifted, he was quick to follow. He was utterly overwhelming, and he knew you'd be close soon by the way your breathing picked up, eyes tightly pressed shut. And he wanted you to, he wanted you to reach that feeling of bliss you'd been chasing.

"Need you so bad, Eddie." You begged, your fingernails digging into his scalp, pushing your cunt further into his face. Not on purpose, no, you just had no control over anything anymore.

"Need you or I'm gonna -"

"I know. Let go for me, yeah? You can do that for me, right?" Eddie watched you, pupils blown, a small sheen of sweat on his forehead which made his bangs stick to his skin.

You felt the pulse of your cunt, throbbing as the orgasm rushed through your bones, squealing with your head thrown back, pushing into the soft grass when you finally let go, squirming and releasing your juices against his mouth. He worked you through your high, you clawed at him weakly, hips jerking even as his ministrations slowed down. Your heart sputtered out of control, you thought you might pass out.

"Atta fuckin' girl." He praised, removing his mouth from your cunt, slick running down bis chin. He climbed back over your body, before he pulled you into a messy kiss, petting his tongue over yours so you could taste yourself– so you could taste what he did to you.

"C'mere," He murmured. He slid his arms under your back and held your body to his chest until you finally brought a weak hand to his back, trying to keep him closer. He knew you were still trying to comprehend, trying to come down to earth so he wanted to comfort you best he could.

Even though your walls were still clenching with aftershocks, his body against yours reignited the coals in the pit of your stomach. Eddie brought something out in your soul, something carnal, and you couldn't help but press your clit against his thigh.

"Patience, don't wanna overwhelm you." He cooed as he looked at you, taking in your disheveled face; your black eyeliner and eyeshadow was smudged, black tear stains reaching down your cheeks. You looked so pretty like this, he wished he had a camera to capture it. His fingers came up to your hair, tucking a lose strand behind your ear as your breath slowly evened out and you leaned into his hand as it stayed warm on your cheek.

"You sure you can handle anymore?"

"Mmm, yeah. Want you, Eddie."

His dark eyes penetrated your soul as he pressed his warm lips against yours. You shivered.

"Your wish is my law." He gently laid you down onto the grass, as salty sweat dripped from your breasts. He was hovering over you, he looked deeply into your eyes, he smelled your hair, caressed your thighs. Long fingernails dug in his skin, yourself so wet, invites him in.

"Fuck." He breathed out, feeling your walls clench around him, taking him ever so slowly. He didn't rush, wanting to enjoy what you'd been building up for way too long. You had other plans though, as you clasped your thighs around his middle, forcing him deeper into you, and you whined at feeling so full, so whole, so good.

Eddie shuddered when he bottomed out, your whines overtaking his mind and holding him captive. it was so deep, stuffed into the hilt of your cunt and it felt so good for both of you.

"So big." You were fucked dumb without him having fucked you properly just yet, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah? Too big for you, sweetheart?" He teased, the nickname clearly meant to mock you. But there was not an ounce of motivation to tease back at this point anymore.

"No, no! It's big but you can move. Please!" Eddie mentally prepared himself, taking in a deep inhale before bracing his arms on both sides of your head and cocking his hips back.

"Tell me if it's too much, 'kay? promise?”

"Promise, Eddie, just move already." You panted out, feeling so stretched and worn out already. His long hair tickled your face as he brought his lips up to kiss your cheek.

And when he started moving, fuck, he couldn't stop himself anymore. The way you were sucking him in, his muscles rippled and flexed from his arms to his abdomen, his cock driving forwards into the deepest part of your cunt. The whines you let out were filthy, flooding the silent air along with Eddie's stifled grunts.

His cock slipped through so easily, smothered in the mess you made as it fucked into you again and again–harder each time. He was in heaven, feeling like he was floating on a cloud and his head was spinning as he delved his cock so far into your precious pussy.

"Sayin' I'm too big and still taking me so well." He breathed out, hitting that spot that made you whine and dig your nails into the flesh on his back. "Such a good fuckin’ girl.”

You're so pretty, the way you allowed him to pound into you like this. And your needy mewls and unintelligible pleas are nothing compared to the way you fall apart on him, the way you squeeze his cock so tight, Eddie wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to pull out.

Your cunt held onto him, greedy to be filled up, but for Eddie, it's the way you breathed out his name that made him lose control spilling himself inside you and coating your insides until there was nothing left untouched by him. He fucked up into you, hitting the back of your walls, letting out heaving, stuttering breaths as he fell apart.

His heart was racing as he came down from his high, suddenly aware at how you laid underneath his chest, limp and shaking. Even sweaty and exhausted, you somehow managed to be the most beautiful thing Eddie's ever seen. He gently moved to the side, sliding his cock out of you with a sigh, a content, pleased sound, as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. He's warmth and comfort and home in a single body.

His heart dropped slightly though,when he heard you sniffle, and when he looked at your face and saw the misty quality of your eyes, fluster quickly creeped into his expression. "Hey, hey! Please don't cry." He huffed, suddenly awkward, as he reached over to caress your cheek.

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

"No.. it's just –" you paused and sighed deeply. You didn't want to sound desperate, but your heart broke at the thought of having him just leave you now. "It just feels like that'll be it... Like you're gonna slip out of my grip any second."

You didn't know if you would see him again. Didn't know if you'd ever be able to get to know more about him than his name, didn't know if you'd ever get to have him beyond the physical...

Eddie reached over your body, searching for his leather jacket, before he draped it over the both of you, well, mostly you, as he pushed you impossibly close to his chest. You could feel his breath against your neck, warm and comforting. His hair tickling your face as you breathed in his scent.

"I won't leave."

...But his words were good enough for the moment. Good enough for you to fall asleep, despite not knowing if he'd still be here with you once you'd wake up.

'Cause maybe it’s all about love, love.'

#eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #stranger things #stranger things fic #smut #eddie munson smut #st season 4 #metal #ronnie james dio #st x reader #Spotify

[snickerdoodlles]

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists? (Are you even capable of being embarrassed??)

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic? (ahahaha...)

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

🥰😘 ty friend!!

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

end of making assumptions ch1. I am absolutely still cackling about that.

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists? (Are you even capable of being embarrassed??)

I am not! I'm trying to think of literally any of my WIPs that makes me bury my face in my hands but...nope. you'd think insatiable fic at least would inspire something, except I throw that WIP at literally anyone who even sneezes an interest in it. I still cackle in delight over a stable relationship fic. nothing can touch me 🤣

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

[insert pun about accidental pony play here]

but uhhh hmmmm. in terms of WIPs, bodyguard fic goes thru the most highs and lows. of posted fic... probably red line? tutoring date -> thug beat down -> kisses -> adrenaline crash -> clinging is a lot to pack into a few thousand words or however long that fic is

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I don't! sometimes I'll put on sounds because I do like some white noise, but if I do music I'll get sucked into it >.< I've been listening to a lot of stray kids and ofc jeff satur lately while not writing tho

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic? (ahahaha...)

😂

I don't celebrate holidays myself. or like, I kinda do because family does and I get pulled into that whether I like it or not, but holidays in general aren't my thing. I love to incorporate them into stories because festivities can be perfect for giving characters different environments to act in and/or be really good to show the passage of time. sometimes some one-shots use holidays to build off canon in those ways and I like those, but I don't seek out holiday fic. and anything based on western chirstian holiday traditions for shows based in non-christian countries has to do the gymnastics to explain why the fuck that's happening or i mute.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

hnfbfjdhfbfjdhf uhhh let's see, what to spoil...

was writing for youtuber!Vegas fic yesterday, which is going to get a running gag of fake sponsorship ads. mostly sponsored by a service that provides eternal reminders for all the embarrassing things you'd rather forget (use code WEHADANAGREEMENTMACAU to receive one poorly packaged younger brother FREE). Might give him one(1) legitimate sponsorship by Kinn's favorite lube company.

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

[cries in eternity] I'm getting there one small steppy at a time I swear I promise

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

if I still like it after I post! I go thru cycles of hating my posted fic but overall, I like what I have up more often than the days I don't. which is really good, because I'm my most frequent reader and!! gotta keep that bitch happy!!

and also, on a more serious note, my reaction to a story is the only thing I can control about it after I post. what gets attention vs what doesn't is impossible to control or guess and I just really, really hate when I feel discouraged because I didn't hit a certain number of comments or notes or whatever on a thing. any time after I post, I pretty much just spend the next several hours pretending I'm the only person with any opinion of value and taking screenshots of the bits I like. I try (and usually fail lol, but I try!!) not to read comments until after I've hyped myself on what I posted so that I'm just excited to gush about what I wrote instead of using any of people's lovely responses as a measuring stick. which isn't the best for helping me respond to anything in a timely fashion, but idk a better way to ensure I'm posting for me rip.

fic asks

#okay i got rambly in some of these ajdjdj oops #thanks for letting me ramble tho XD

[shytastemakerthing]

Hello hello!

Im not sure if I'm doing this right but I would like a romantic match up from Twisted Wonderland please!

My personality is a little hard to describe, as I change it up depending on who im talking to. If I'm with strangers I'm typically shy and anti-social. No I won't go up and talk to you, if I try it will be so awkward and ill think you're judging me the whole time 🥲

Now if I'm with irl friends, I'm much more open and talk a lot more. However because of my small stature, I have been dubbed a 'smol innocent bean child' I've also been told I am very huggable 😅

With online friends,I'm a literal gremlin, I will make up new words just because I can, I will talk in all caps when simping over my newest anime crush. I will say the stupidest things, like ask questions that I should know because it's basic knowledge. Sometimes I'll throw common sense out the window. I'm also the kind of person to see a Mac and cheese milkshake and be like "yeah but it kinda yummy lookin tho"

With family I am also still a gremlin, just without the constant cursing. I WILL make random noises for no reason, do random poses and/or gestures for no reason, make jokes that I think are funny but actually aren't, laugh like a hyena, or a donkey. Or just stop breathing 🤷‍♀️

I tend to talk loudly when I'm very passionate about something, and I have a small attention span 😅 I also really love cats, sweets, music, dancing. And singing.

And that's all ^^

A/N: Hello and thank you for your request! Reading over the info that you gave to me, I was able to choose who would be best rather quickly! I hope that you enjoy your match-up! Enjoy!

Tw: None

I match you with..........

Floyd Leech

At first, he seemed to be a little uninterested, but that was when he saw your more shy, quiet, and reserved side. Between that and he was already having a rather bad day, he just wasn't feeling his best. And then he saw the side of you that was basically full on gremlin mode and now he was hyperfixated on you like a cat to a laser pointer.

Now, that's not to say that is the only reason that he was interested in you, your ever changing personality depending on who you are with, that is just how you first managed to get onto his radar, and now, you have an literal leech hanging onto you (pun intended).

If he ever sees you at any point in the day making those random poses of yours, he will absolutely walk right over to you, and copy these poses.... maybe show off his flexibility just a bit. He likes it when you watch him, what can he say?

Floyd absolutely loves your smaller stature. He is already rather tall as it is, well, in his human form. The sheer size of her mer form does not count. But he will always tower over you regardless. There are times he has propped his arm on your head or shoulder, or made any small jokes. This also means he squeezes you a whole lot more, maybe even just slightly more careful seeing as how much smaller you are than him. He just doesn't want to break you!

Please come and see him while he is at Basketball club or even during a game. He will even give you one of his jerseys to wear! Just the thought that you are there watching him and cheering him on makes him play just that much better. It's honestly the longest time anyone has seen him in such a good mood without it changing on a whim.

As it stands, being with Floyd means you're going to see a lot of Jade. Jade may have been rather skeptical at the start, not that he ever let anyone else see it, but seeing his brother actually happy and he isn't even bored with your presence speaks volumes, and he supports the both of you 100%. Also, you;re the only person who can actually get him to work.

Overall, a relationship with Floyd is a wild roller coaster ride a whole lot of the time, but that's the fun part of it all. You get to just be yourself when you are with him and he absolutely encourages this gremlin side of yours. This eel loves you no matter what.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #matchups #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #romantic #floyd leech #twisted wonderland floyd #twst floyd #floyd leech x reader #floyd x reader #shy answers #shy writes

[fatmaclover]

12,19 or 23 for mac :-3?

12: What's a headcanon you have for this character?

unibrow mac my beloved <33 if we're talking something more serious though i think itd be that hes got. COMICALLY gay music taste. fag club music is definitely his jam but hes got to get into gaga n shit for my own mental health. this is supported by the fact that in its a very sunny christmas (sorry to bring this ep up again) he literally has TWO rainbow jimi hendrix stickers on his closet door 😭 bud.... howd it take you this long youre literally making your own allegories 😭. sorry im gonna take this one to also say i think he should be More tatted up. rob you can rid yourself of your tats all you want but i know mac gets a tattoo for every boyfriend hes able to keep for longer than a week in my heart. their name right on his skin. this is Always what makes them break up with him.

19: A relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

i feel like "like" is a pretty broad thing for me. i can fucking despise something but it can still be interesting and i still like it. UNFORTUNATELY this is the case about mac and his parents. dear God actually a wretched family dynamic that attacks literally all of my insecurities with some of my own family. something about always making noise, always making a show but never being seen or heard really gets to me. the way even now mac makes it blatantly obvious what hes needing/wanting for emotional fulfillment, but his friends treat him just like his parents did because thats easier than sitting down and dealing with his issues. hes always been ignored so whats a little more?

theres a lot i could go into with this one. how being ronnie the rat was the only time mac would get seen, so of course he was incentivized to keep being a total snitch. how it seems that even joyce ended up adopting those methods against mac, being plenty apathetic towards things that were important to him (not even saying that her blowing him off is undeserved. its very much deserved even if its still a total dick move and heartbreaking that joyce would actively see the environment mac grew up in, and then decide to keep that cycle going for him). the way macs immediate family has interacted with him has affected. so much of his life that its insane. sorry that i wrote a lot about this one its just been on the mind.

oh i suppose i could also say him and carmen. i love you carmen i wish mac was normal you two would be unstoppable as a tgirl and her pet doberman fag duo. im glad youre happy just raising a kid with ur husband tho pls never come back and enjoy your life away from these freaks

23: Favorite picture of this character?

here are the jokey contenders oh my fucking god im sorry. theyre the like basic bitch mac images but theyre so fucking funny to me i think about them 24/7. literally whenever i bring up if im soying over something i want you to picture the second image thats what im doing

for a more serious answer, genuinely i adore nearly every scene fat mac is in. though i suppose the penultimate image of fat mac WOULD be the how mac got fat one

sorry hes like an angel to me here. in the grimy fuckin confessional n all.

i think this one is like. very easily first more than that other one but my shame makes it tied for first instead

sorry. ill stop. dont give me power by letting me post mac images i will empty my whole camera roll going "and isnt he so cute here? and here? and look at his smile here. and look how cute he and joyce are here" until literally every frame of fat mac or mac and joyce in frame together is posted.

fav img of mac and joyce together is them writing in mac and charlie write a movie. purely because i associate it with you and rambling about joyce and joymac for hours. without that association is the fucking cowboy photoshoot from mac and charlie die. sorry. basic answer there too

#sorry that pool table photo. #i know its supposed to be funny because ouufgugfh hes posing all sexy like a girl because hes fat and ugly isnt it so funny #but im sorry hes just so much hotter while fat than any other body type 😭 #sorry. thats my public fat mac thirsting limit reached for the next 30 days #iasip #ty for letting me ramble so much <33 ly katie #iasip spoilies #keys dont look

[wifegideonnav]

damn well 1/6 ketamine infusions down…

honestly don’t even know how to talk about it lol. it was super intense. today i only had a half dose but starting tomorrow it’s going to be the full one, can’t imagine how much crazier that would be

i was set up in a super comfy recliner with noise cancelling headphones playing spa music and an eye mask so the experience was fully internal. it kinda felt like i was flying or floating within myself. i remained aware of where i was and i could more or less feel the position of my body, but the outside world felt very… far away and confusing. i was aware that i couldn’t move (ketamine is an anesthetic, it paralyzes you) but i was ok with that, i didn’t want to move. it was kinda weird when i was starting to come out of it, if you’ve ever had your mouth numbed for dental work it was pretty much that feeling, just everywhere. moving was really hard for a bit, and for most of the afternoon i was really quiet/didn’t feel like talking, tho i think that’s also because i was still processing. im very lucky, i didn’t experience any side effects, partially because they loaded me up with anti emetics up front, which im so grateful for lol.

as for the trip itself… i was very surprised, im not a religious or spiritual person at all, but i felt extremely connected to a figure that felt to me like the mother goddess of humanity. the dose wasn’t high enough that i was fully hallucinating, so i didn’t see her or anything, it just felt like there was a presence and like someone else was putting thoughts in my head, talking to me. that’s not really a fully accurate descriptor but it’s kinda the best i can do lol.

a lot of what i felt like i “talked” to her about was to do with the concept of perfection. she told me that she had made me imperfect on purpose, that perfection was unattainable, boring, and “worse” than imperfection. i remember very clearly thinking, “there’s perfection, and then there’s you” which carried the meaning that “you” was this beautiful, precious thing and perfection was uninteresting and not even worth considering. it’s really hard to put it in words 😅 overwhelmingly tho the sense i got during/from the trip was that i am imperfect and still worthy of love. which is like. damn straight in the core trauma lol.

so yeah it was a very profound experience. there’s more that i was thinking about and realizing, but this is what i feel comfortable sharing right now. im super excited for tomorrow now, i was p nervous going in today (and that was the first effect i felt, that feeling dissipating) but now that ive experienced it and had such a positive trip im just eager to explore my psyche more and continue healing. overall, great day one lol

#im open to questions btw tho i don’t wanna say more about the deeply personal stuff #but if you’re curious esp if this is something ur considering yourself then fire away #i would be so curious lol #personal #kat journey

[thegaytoadwizard]

tagged by the wonderful @oldironteeth for 5 things that make me happy (in no particular order):

music: music has been a pretty integral part of my life for the longest time, starting with "musical early childhood education" ("musikalische Früherziehung") at around maybe 2-3 yo or so, then Glockenspiel lessons (moreso just learning the very basic fundamentals of music), then keyboard lessons from like 4-7 yo, piano lessons since then (10 years now, and I'm really happy with my progress, essentially being at the highest skill level non-professionals can normally achieve), organ lessons since maybe 2018/2019 and I even played my first full church service last sunday (ignore the fact that I'm pretty much a satanist, the music sounds nice if you don't read the text and no one sees you anyway, so might as well be on your phone during the sermon parts plus I'm getting paid. also a several meters tall instrument made of metal/wood pipes with at the very least 3 sets of keys that towers over an already spacious building is metal af), also I've been singing in my schools choir for the past ~7 years, picked up guitar by myself in nov 2022 and since a Kanonenfieber show last nov my growls finally work properly. Apart from that I love listening to music, mainly Black Metal, but I've also come to enjoy stuff like OSDM, Dungeon Synth, Doom and Noise. I haven't been able to go to many concerts (essentially only one festival, one Kanonenfieber show and one Bell Witch show), but I loved those I could go to. Also I'm currently planning to start a (rn only cover) band with a few friends/friends of friends to start playing some metal and that seems to be going somewhere for once

LotR: I read the trilogy in like 6th grade and even tho I haven't read that much else Tolkien (only The Children of Huin and The Fall of Gondolin I believe, plus I've been on-and-off with a copy of The Hobbit for like half a year) it has become somewhat of a comfort series, which also probably explains how much I adore all the high fantasy Dungeon Synth

my mum being supportive: I came out to her last june and since then she stopped saying "my [son/daughter]" instead just referring to me as her 'child' and it just feels really good that she's making an active effort to support me, no doubts or stupid questions. Additionally she's been semi-jokingly using 'es' (i.e. the German it/its, since there really is no equivalent of they/them) when referring to me while talking to me or my sister, which still kinda fits, considering it may make me sound like a goblin or sth, but I spend most of my freetime in my basement room with the posture of a shrimp anyway

havin a queer friend irl: technically I have several queer friends, but they align with my own identity a lot (nb/pan/possibly ace), plus that in general we're really close means that I can talk to them about most stuff, be it dysphoria, mental health or just venting

animanga: I have no clue why specifically these forms of media, but eh. my first anime was Noragami in early 2021, my first manga Jujutsu Kaisen in summer the same year, currently I tend to read more manga than I watch anime and my physical collection of manga stands at a good 214 volumes right now (counting omnibuses as one volume). bl also kinda helped me realise that I'm not straight, so that's a win in my book. currently infatuated with the Dungeon Meshi anime. (also I doubt anyone cares but I'm just putting this here)

tags, no pressure:

@mell-150 @parasite-2 @trans-ghostboi @wolven-maw @risottoeater @lilacdelilah

#finally doing this #ive had the tab open for like 10 straight days and just couldnt start with this jesus fuck #but this was nice to do #my mental states not been that great the last couple weeks so remembering the nice things helped #even if i had to think about it a bit #now thats a proper wall of text #also listen to ethereal shroud and/or caladan brood #no reason theyre just great bands

[partypontius]

write me the most smut amazing story about bam. also make it sweet tho pls omg 💔

hi! i love that people request sweet bam because i feel that no one appreciates that idea of him enough! (also, smut is lowkey new to me so pls excuse that lmao)

You’re Mine~ bam margera x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected sex!!, oral sex!!, swearing, fluff, cute baby bam, and i think that’s it!

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word count: 2793 (its a long one oops)

Bam was an entirely different person away from the Jackass set. To viewers, he seemed as though he was an angsty, angry human being. He has that “skater boy” persona, and he seemed like he hated the world. The truth is, he did hate the world. He hated how people treated him, and he hated how the fame that he acquired was making him feel. People were practically throwing themselves at him, and he never wanted any of that. He just wanted to be loved. He wanted to be loved by someone that loved him for who he was, and not his reputation.

You lived in apartment 382, right next to him. You heard his music, and you heard him during his most vulnerable moments. You heard and witnessed the side of him that no one else saw. Being neighbors, you got the chance to develop a close friendship with him. You would consistently go over to his apartment to share drinks and hang out. You loved his presence, you loved seeing him in his most genuine form, you loved him. 

One day, you heard him coming home, his vans stomping up the wooden stairs. His door slammed, and all you heard was yelling. He began yelling obscenities and throwing things against the wall, causing a commotion that caused you to become worried. You sat quietly in your small apartment for a few moments before making the decision to check on him.

You walked outside and stood in front of his door. Your eyes scanned the number on his door, 383, wondering if it was truly the best idea to knock on his door. You did not know if it would upset him, or if you would even be able to help him at all. What could it hurt?

You slowly raised your hand up to knock on his beige-colored door. You knocked three times and waited for an answer. You only heard his music grow louder and a loud crash that shortly followed. You heard him scream, and it was one of the most heartbreaking sounds you had ever heard. You knocked again. only louder, desperately wishing for an answer from the boy next door. Again, there was no answer.

You put your hand on the doorknob and twisted it, finding that he had left his door unlocked. You slowly opened his door, only to find nothing short of a wreck. It looked as though a tornado had run through his apartment. There were broken bottles of liquor all over the floor, papers scattered everywhere. It looked absolutely awful, and you hated to think that you were looking at a visual representation of how he was feeling. You stepped inside, being careful to avoid anything that may hurt you. You slowly approached him, but he had no idea that you were even there. His music was playing so loudly that you could barely even hear what he was saying. His elbows were resting on his kitchen countertop and his head was resting in his hands. You walked around to where his speaker was, and you slowly started to lower the volume. His head shot up in surprise because he had no idea that you had come in.

"Oh my God, y/n, I had no idea that you were here."

You had practically shut off the speaker when you finally said, "I heard crashing noises and loud music and I was worried about you. I knocked on your door and there was no answer, so I opened your door since it was unlocked."

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to make you worry. I just got a little angry after today," he let out a breathy, nervous laugh.

"Well, talk about it. Maybe it will help to let it out."

"I don't know, y/n. It'll probably just make it worse."

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. I just wanted to offer it in case you did," you gave him a soft smile while walking towards him. You placed your hand on his shoulder and gently moved your thumb back and forth. You moved your hand back down to your side when you noticed Bam's bloody hand. There was bright red blood dripping onto the hardwood floor below him.

"Shit, Bam, you're bleeding," you grabbed his hand to discover where it was coming from. "Here, let me help you."

You walked to the bathroom and told him to sit down. He sat on the lid of the toilet as he watched you find different things that would help cover his wound. After you had found everything that you needed, you crouched down in front of him. You began to clean his wound and bandage it. He intently watched you as his mind slipped away, thinking about everything that had caused him to act so angrily before.

"This may sting," you said. Your words brought him back to reality. You but some sort of cream over his hand and he hissed as a sharp pain struck his hand.

"You're being kinda quiet. Are you thinking about something?" you asked him. He was never this quiet, so you knew that something was wrong.

He said nothing, and you had begun to worry more. You did not know whether you should say something else, or if you should just let it be. You decided that if he wanted to talk, he would. You finished bandaging his hand and looked up at him. "All done," you smiled.

He just gave you a blank stare, and you asked again, "Bam, are you okay? You're really worrying me."

Tears began to form in his beautiful blue eyes. You put your hand on his cheek and wiped away the tears that had begun to fall. You gave him a soft smile as he brought his hands up to his head.

“Dammit, I just don’t know what to do. The all-mighty Bam Margera, badass Jackass star is fucking crying on his bathroom floor.” He sobbed, letting all the emotions he had built up for so long flow out.

"Bam, it's okay. Talk to me."

"I fucking hate everything, y/n. I hate the fame, I hate girls that throw themselves at me, I hate this person that everyone thinks I am. I hate everything. No one sees this shit. No one sees what being in this business does. I'm fucking sick of it." He sobbed.

You wrapped him in a tight hug. He rested his head in the crook of your neck. His warm tears were dampening your shirt as you pulled him closer. He needed someone to be there for him, and you were determined to be that person.

He wrapped his arms around you and his breathing finally started to slow. He gathered himself and his feelings and pulled away from the embrace to look at you once again.

"I wish they were all more like you, y/n."

You felt your face heat up at his comment. "What do you mean by that?"

His cheeks turned the lightest shade of red. "I mean that none of them see this side. None of them care about any of this. You are the only one that cares enough about me to be sitting here. I hate people that just want to fuck me because they want to fuck. I don't want that shit."

"What do you want, then?"

He looked at you and brought his left hand up to cup your face. He didn't say anything for a moment. He only looked into your eyes, watching your face change. He slowly leaned in and connected your lips with his.

He pulled away with uncertainty as to how you would react. Truthfully, you had waited for that moment for an extremely long time. Now that it was happening, you had no clue what to do. You let your body take over, putting your lips on his once again.

You pulled away to look at him. "Shit, I didn't mean to-" he cut off your sentence with a deeper, more passionate kiss. Both of his hands now rested on either side of your face.

This version of him was one that you rarely ever saw. He never let these emotions surface.

He pulled away to look at you once again. "You know, I've loved you for a long time now, y/n."

You smiled at him and said, "I've liked you for a while now, too."

He laughed. "Wow, just "liked" me. Damn, I sit here and tell you that I love you and that's all I get."

You laughed as well. "Well, it is what it is, Margera. That's the way the cookie crumbles, I guess." You shrugged your shoulders.

"So, you don't love me?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, trust me. I like you a lot," you laughed again, knowing this would soon start getting to him.

"Well, hell. I'm being played. Dammit, y/n," he laughed.

"I'm just kidding, Bam," your tone of voice changed. You were more serious as you said, "I have truly loved you since the first time we ever hung out together. That's cringy as fuck, but it's true."

"I like cringy," he laughed. "If I didn't, I wouldn't hang out with you as much."

Your mouth dropped open as you let out a breathy laugh. "What the hell? You expect me to just sit here and take this?"

"I mean, that's exactly what you're doing," he laughed again. "I'm just joking, y/n, you know that."

"You sounded pretty serious. Sounds to me like you're faking this 'I love you' shit."

"I'm not faking it, asshole." he grinned.

"If you aren't faking it, then prove it."

His body took over before his mind could rationalize his actions. He slammed his lips against yours. He pushed you against a wall and grabbed your face with his hands. This time, he was much rougher, but that did not bother you in the slightest.

He reached down and pulled the bathroom door open, which led directly to his bedroom. He stayed connected to your lips as his tongue explored your mouth. His hands found your hips as he guided you to his bed. The back of your legs brushed up against his black sheets, and you carefully sat down.

He pulled away from you for a moment and stood straight up. He pulled off the band t-shirt that he was wearing and immediately found your lips again. He pushed you back, to where you were laying down, but your legs were hanging off of the edge of his bed.

You were in shock that this was even happening. The boy you have quietly chased after for so long is finally here doing this to you. He was on top of you, and he wanted you. He wanted you.

He gently made his way down to the sweet spot on your neck, sucking just enough to leave a light bruise. You ran your fingers through his dark curls, and tugged. He started to move his hips back and forth, creating friction between the two of you.

He pulled away from your neck and rested his forehead against your own. Your breathing sped up, and your hands caressed his back. His hands made their way down to the hem of your shirt and began to tug. You arched your back up to allow him to take your shirt off. He lifted it off of your back, and then placed his right hand behind or shoulders. He lifted you up just enough to pull the shirt over your head. He threw it to the floor, and found his way to your lips once again.

Your breathing only continued to speed up, and he could hardly bare it. He pulled away to look at you and said, "You're so fucking beautiful, you know that?"

"Fuck, Bam," you groaned.

"Tell me what you want, y/n. Use your words."

Your breath hitched, "You."

"Good."

He kissed you again, and his hands found the waist of your pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans. He slowly slid them off, leaving you in only your bra and underwear.

"Fuck, y/n, you're so fucking pretty." You could feel him grow on top of you. You grinned, knowing that you were the person that was doing that to him.

You did not say another word. You kissed him again, this time taking the lead. You end up flipping to have yourself on top. You pull away and let your hands find his belt. You unbuckle it and proceed to unbutton and unzip his black jeans.

He groans under his breath because now every part of him is exposed. Your eyes widen, realizing that this is his most vulnerable state. You realize that he is letting you in, and he wants you to see him in this state.

You look at him and bring your hands behind you. You unclasp your bra, leaving your upper half completely bare. You then stand up, sliding the last piece of clothing that remains on your body off. He lays there and watches you, in complete awe. He admires you so much and thinks you are the most beautiful person he has ever seen.

You climb back on top, lining yourself up with him. He grabs your hips and smiles, giving you a cue to let you know that it's okay. You lower yourself onto him, and he groans in pleasure. You arch your head back, finally being able to feel him.

He grabs your hips and takes control of your movements, moving you up and down. He bucks his hips up to match the rhythm in which he is moving you. You decide to take control of your own actions and speed up the pace, causing him to whisper obscenities under his breath.

"Fuck, you feel so good. Fuck." He could hardly bear it. He grabbed your sides and flipped you both over once more. Now he was on top, and he was in control.

He began sliding himself in and out with a steady rhythm. You brought your hands up to his shoulders and pulled him closer to you. Your head rested in the crook of his neck as he continued to keep the steady rhythm. You kissed his neck, causing him to whimper.

You bucked your hips up, causing him to go even deeper. You grabbed his face and brought his lips to yours. You moan into his mouth, causing him to do the same.

"Fuck, Bam, I'm close," you say in between words.

"I am, too" he replies.

He brings his hand up to your face and brushes a stray piece of hair away. He smiles at you as he slows his rhythm just a bit. You grip his shoulders and dig your nails into his back.

"Cum for me, please, y/n," he says. With that sentence, you let go. You pull him as close to you as he could possibly get. You shake and tremble as your high begins to fade.

Bam was struggling to keep it together. He looked at you as you orgasmed, and said, "Does that feel good, baby?"

You looked up at him and gave him a soft smile. "Yeah, it does."

"Since you've been such a good girl for me, you can help me finish. How about that?"

You nodded, realizing what he wanted you to do. He pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed as you got onto the floor. You put your mouth around his dick and put it all the way in. With only a few times of repeating this action, Bam had his fingers in your hair. He was bucking his hips, causing him to go deeper into your mouth.

"Fuck, don't stop," he groaned. "Please, god, don't stop."

A few more seconds, and he was finishing in your mouth. His hands ran through your hair, and he pulled you back up to lay in the bed with him. You climbed back up into bed with him as he held his arm out, waiting for you to lay beside him.

You turned to face him and you couldn't get the grin off of your face. You felt so whole and realized that you were happy where you were. Little did you know, but he felt the same way, too. You brought your hand up to his face and placed a light kiss on his lips.

"So, does this mean that I'm officially yours?" you asked him, rubbing your thumb across his cheek.

"You're mine," he smiled.

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WOO! what a doozy! i hope you liked it, and please request more if you like! thanks for requesting! much love <3

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[orbdotexe]

Love you just going insane in the tags about every time you look at the gc.

Yes everything about third times the charm is hilarious to me. Zavala and Saladin are losing their minds together meanwhile snapshot over to Wolf and their napping on top of the cosmodrome Rasputin computer because it’s warm up there and he’s turned the music down because every moment Wolf is asleep is one they’re not terrorising him and his sanity.

Ana continuously seeing Wolf in the distance ‘????????’ Sees the Warmind sigils “Hmmm.” *puts music on* Wolf begins to approach. I just, can’t get it out my head. help me with pls. this entire family unit is full of genius dumbasses. Like. Banshee just squints and Wolf and is like ‘I think this one’s mine??’ And doesn’t know why. Shoves gun at Wolf so he doesn’t have to think about it.

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The ramblings of someone clearly sane

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ALSO YES! The ‘what do we do now?’ ‘Guardians make there own fate’ thing trapped me by the neck fr. I just thought It’d be a nice ending to the game and then my AU immediately snatched it. It’s character development bbyy yeahhh! Honestly FS-AU is beginning to flow better as a whole which I’m stocked about actually.

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Anyways glad to see you alive, again.

and I'm glad to be alive again! That comma feels very mocking tho :(

I'm going to assume Third Time's The Charm is the Rasputin adopting Wolf one? which is absolutely hilarious. Is it referring to the fact we keep giving them different parental figures and have now thrown it at Red who's next?? Oryx??? actually. please don't. please? Is it referring to the fact that there's two other figures trying really hard to sway them away from Red? dont know!

And now putting on music is like making kissy noises at a cat... Also, Banshee shoving a gun at them so he doesn't have to think about it? Thaaat sounds very familiar.

ALSO GOD YEAH. character development!!! maybe i,,, would have more coherent stuff if my brain didn't orbit The Grave. uhm. (everything i think about, post-Destiny, always comes out to feeling like its them dreaming about something better, or joking with someone or even just themself. But mostly dreams.)

#i already know my begging to Not is probably for nothing #if you cant come up with anything now. we're probably get there at some point (affectionate) #content box #we are so deranged luna. we are so deranged

[fullmetalgirl98]

30 days Hypnosis Mic challenge

DAY 11: the very first song you listened to

🎤 「ヒプノシスマイク -Division Battle Anthem-」

(link)

Basically, this is not only the very first Hypmic song I heard, but it's the thing that introduced me to the project too. And I'm not exaggerating when I say it was probably also the very first rap song I ever listened to in my whole life. And the one that changed my music tastes from that moment on. I remember it was July 2018 when it appeared among YT's recommended videos on the home page. Granted that I had no idea what a multimedia project even was at the time, I opened the video out of pure curiosity and the very first thing I thought was that it was one of the coolest things I'd ever seen in my life. Of course, for someone like me who absolutely did not like rap, the style of music hit my eardrums like a shovel to the face, but despite my first grievances (because, damn, for someone who had never listened to rap before, it was a pretty intense song, other than a strange way, to approach the genre (in JAPANESE, btw!) ...I mean, we're talking about the Anthem. And we all know how intense it is, as a song). So kudos to me for not shutting everything down immediately and deciding to continue the viewing, because here I am today, 6 years later ¯\_₍ッ₎_/¯ Well, yes, ladies and gentlemen, I practically saw this project BORN (although I did not follow it with interest, at beginning. Shame on me, now). So, the video started, and the thing that left me most pleasantly surprised was just the setting of the MV. I found it extremely interesting, as well as innovative, to show the behind-the-scenes footage of the recording with the seiyuus and the chacaters, in short....it gave me an effect like "'???so coooool???akhgakgkad?! (⚆ᗝ⚆) " And now here is a list of the very first things I thought while listening:

Ichiro/Subaru: I immediately thought that he had the face of an Italian and that he was ridiculously cool. And then the way he rapped??? WOW. I remember I didn't like Ichiro's mole lol

Samatoki/AsaShin: AsaShin hit me...like a truck, yeah. I loved his voice, it was so scratchy! My eyes were mesmerized by his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Instant crush for Samatoki, at that moment.

Ramuda/Shirai: they didn't blow me away, at first glance.

Jakurai/Hayami: what a deep voice O.O And what a hair....

Chorus: THIS STUFF SLAPS AS HELL?!?! ∑(; °Д°) In particular, the "Welcome to the division, Welcome to the division, oh yeah" part sent me high.

Jiro/Ishiya: uh, nice guy, this one. But why does his seiyuu look like he's about to have a seizure?! O.O

Jyuto/Komada: why is he screaming so much???? Turn off this man, PLEASE!

Gentaro/Saito Soma: WOW. YOUUUU. I LIKE YOU. YOU'RE SEXY, MAN. I LIKE YOU. YES. YOU AND YOUR SEIYUU. I was struck by both the initial "uhm?" with which SS peeped in the shot and the very elegant way in which he brought his hand to his headphones shortly thereafter.

Hifumi/Kijima: You guys have no idea how much Hifumi annoyed me at first. And continued to annoy me for a very long time. Just because of this MV. The "paaaaaaati naaaaaai" in particular was something that bothered me deeply, I don't even know why lol. LOOK AT ME NOW, i love my baby ;^;.

Saburo/Kohei: the moles disturbed me LOL. Kohei seemed to be having a particularly good time, jumping around haha

Rio/Kamio: what an... austere??....way.... of... speaking? Cool character design, though!

Dice/Nozuyama: AHHHHHHH!!! STRANGE NOISES!!! WHAT'S WITH THIS GUY!!! The guy (Nozu) is AMAZING!!! And the character looks really cool! I like the way he dresses (◎0◎) he looks like a dangerous one, tho...

Doppo/Kento: Here I became seriously concerned. The seiyuu was twitching his fingers in an alarming way. And the character looked even less well than he did. I thought Doppo was an apathetic, at first. But then??? The YELLS???? WHO IS THIS MAN!? I'M SCARED.

OH, Hello again first two great seiyuu of whom I still didn't know life, death and miracles. So yes. This is the first song I ever listened to :)

#hypnosis mic #hypmic #30 days hypnosis mic challenge #30 day challenge #day 11 #division rap battle #division battle anthem #seiyuu #japanese rap #anime #manga #buster bros #mad trigger crew #fling posse #matenrou #hypmic drb #drb

[sagethegremlin]

since leitmotifs is your thing, I would love to see your personal analysis on the evolution of the ringtone "over the horizon" by Samsung. quite frankly, I think it is a very important thing to analyze, as something so trivial as a ringtone has shaped our view of a phone.

/hj and /lh looool

Ok so ringtones are something that most people never really think about in their day-to-day lives. It's a noise we hear all the time, and something that we most often will take for granted with how much it is "overplayed" to us. Personally, I've only ever had an iphone so I am not at all used to Samsung's ringtone, which I feel gives me a unique perspective on the matter.

So without further ado, I'll take this year by year and then analyze my results at the end

2011 (Galaxy S2): This is off to a great start. We have a good theme, and the percussion behind it is perfect. This is the kind of ringtone you want to have in your pocket. The kind that says "we're in a disney summer movie montage and we're living our best life!" Overall, a great start.

2012 (Galaxy S3): This one feels like it's trying to do too much. It still has the core leitmotif from the first ringtone, but gone are the feel good vibes of the percussion. Every note that is rung in here feels like it's trying to personally attack you, and that's not even to mention the drums! Everything here is too sharp, and the violins come completely out of nowhere. This definitely feels more like what you would expect a ringtone to be, rather then something that makes you smile when you hear it.

2013 (Galaxy S4): OH WE'RE SO BACK. This is definitely more aligned to the feel of the first one, but it also did so much more without seeming like it was trying to! This is the first one that really uses the core theme more like a leitmotif, and treats it as "this is the melody that you're used to, as a little treat, but check out this too!" and that's exactly what it should be! All in all, this one's just lovely.

2014 (Galaxy S5): This is pretty much just like the 2013 one but I definitely noticed that the parts where the orchestra crescendoed were much stronger, giving it a much more prideful feel.

2015 (Galaxy S6): Ok I'm not saying this one is bad, but it kinda comes out of nowhere and has this vibe to it like you're either about to get a news report or witness a major moment in a coming of age edited in imovie. It also just kind of abruptly cuts off? There's no musical resolution here and that makes me sad. :(

2016 (Galaxy S7): This one starts off so good. It's got a good beat to it and we're vibing so hard dude. But then, it uh, uh, it kinda struggles? I get that was how it composed but it honestly feels like someone on a marimba is struggling to keep time and it makes me nervous like girl we do not need these eighth and sixteenth rests in here we are perfectly fine without them thank you (still better than 2015 tho).

2017 (Galaxy S8): HELLO??? GIRLIE WHERE DID YOU COME FROM THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET! THE BUM BUM BAAS??? Anyway this one is genuinely so incredibly incredible. It starts off with a good beat that it continues to keep up throughout, it makes good use of the leitmotif, and there's a bunch of guys vocalizing in the background like who's idea was that that's incredible!!! :D

2018 (Galaxy S9): This is literally just the emotional climax of a coming of age story it isn't even a ringtone anymore.

2019 (Galaxy S10): Oh she wants to be the sims 4 character creator theme so bad. Anyway this one also doesn't really feel like a ringtone but not in a bad way! Girlie is going off in the string instrument department and it is paying off this just feels great. And the way they do the original leitmotif in the chimes at the end? Oh I love her.

2020 (Galaxy S20): This one is kinda sweet and chill. It definitely feels like it's being played on either a sitar or a mandolin, and it uses that to create a very chill vibe. There are no background instruments or percussion at all, so that really just further proves that these are straying more and more away from the sound of a typical ringtone (for better or for worse). I will say, this definitely feels like something I would try to fall asleep to, not like something I would use to remind me to pick up the phone.

2021 (Galaxy S21): She's so pretty??? I would say that this also has a similar vibe to the last one but I like it a lot more. The piano is absolutely beautiful and I really really enjoy it. And even though this also doesn't really feel like a ringtone, I'd argue that it's better at being one than the 2020 one.

(We're gonna stop there cuz I feel like it.)

If I were to rank all of these, I would say from best to worst: 2017, 2014, 2021, 2013, 2019, 2011, 2020, 2018, 2016, 2015, 2012

Ultimately, I feel like something like this is very interesting to look at. We can see overtime Samsung trying different strategies with this and how that reflects on their future models for it. For example, we ended up with most of these reflecting what I've been calling the "coming of age story" vibe, and we notice how they strive to create much more of a beautiful song to listen to than something trying to alert you of calls. All in all, an interesting look at such a mundane part of life.

#samsung #im adding that tag #look at my post boy #sagehavingagoodoltime

[foreverrunningfree]

@czigonas wanted to see me answer those artist questions and I did them all so it’ll be under the cut

1. Art programs you have but don’t use?

As of rn I cannot draw on my laptop/tablet so technically paint tool SAI and photoshop(idk what version). But I guess I hadn’t used photoshop for /years/ back before my drawing hiatus. Sorry but SAI is so much nicer to look at and to use, for me personally.

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left,right, or forward?

I flip flop my canvas a ton to a) look at it for wonkiness and b) to get specific lines in a direction that feels good, but the actual act of drawing I typically like to have them looking left cause most the the lines flow from top right to bottom left which is nicer to do since I use my right hand to draw even tho I am ambidextrous.

3. What ideas come from when you were little?

This question confuses me on what it’s actually asking soooo? When I was like 12 I had to write a story for school so I did a story about a plane crash in which the survivor came face to face to a rat/bat/cat/dog creature thing? I’ve always wanted to redraw the creature, idk if I have the original drawing I did and I don’t feel up to digging to see if I kept it during all my moves.

4. Fave character/subject that’s a bitch to draw?

My favorite animal color patterns aka brindle, merle ,roan, spots/stripes. So time consuming. In terms of shape, human faces for sure.

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself?

Before hiatus, probably 90% /shared/. Currently, probably 75% /posted/cause I can’t post the porn to tumblr lmaoooo but I have shared them with like half a dozen friends.

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously?

I’m sure there’s a ton but if it’s subconsciously then how would I consciously know?🤔 ok serious answer, probably every single 2D animated movie or show I’ve ever seen, and all the various artists I follow. I mean, there’s parts of my style I can pinpoint you to what it’s inspired by.

7. A medium of art you don’t work in but appreciate?

I’ve never /seriously/ tried oil paint, acrylic paint, or pastels but that shit always looks so good. Also watercolor even though i have tried and enjoyed using watercolors but I am far far faaarrr from being proficient in them. Non drawing wise, I fucking love dioramas, especially those that are then filled in(?) with acrylic(?). I watch a lot of those videos on YouTube.

8. What’s an old project idea you’ve lost interest in?

Most of my old animal ocs I had in the same universe in my mind and had a comic planned that I never got around to. I still love and wanna revisit those ocs. But also my dragon age ocs who I’ve SERIOUSLY BEEN CONSIDERING drawing in @soaps-hoe-141 universe 👀

9. What are your file name conventions?

Before hiatus/ on my laptop, subject or character and whatever was happening in the pic. Now using procreate on my iPad? I don’t think I’ve named a single one lol.

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw?

Nothing, no clothes, nude, nakedness please and thank you. lol but I guess I do sorta enjoy figuring out clothing in general, folds and shit, getting that practice in. Like how it hangs and creases in poses since I’m not used to drawing it.

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing?

I don’t usually listen to /only/ music while drawing, I much prefer having a favorite movie playing in the background and/or a show I enjoy rewatching/am actively watching. I also watch a lot of gamer YouTubers I put on as background noise/short watch breaks that their voice is just soothing to me even if I’m not /watching/.

12. Easiest part of the body to draw?

I’m not sure… maybe boobs/pecs for humanoids. General body shape for animals?

13. A creator you admire but whose work isn’t your thing?

Honestly can’t think of a single one. I mean, plenty of artists do work(or with a medium) that I can’t or don’t want to do/use personally but I read the question of “isn’t your thing” as “subject you don’t enjoy”. If that’s correct, then idk what to tell you. I don’t follow or remember people who majority does things I can’t enjoy on some level.

14. Any fave motifs?

Quite a lot of religious imagery I guess ex. Circles around a persons head. Less serious answer is drawing characters in meme formats lol

15. Where do you draw?

Please don’t tell any physical therapists I live like this… on my back on my couch with my head on the arm rest while holding my iPad propped up on my chest like 8 inches away from my face lmao

16. Something you are good at but don’t really have fun doing?

Idk???? I do shit for my own enjoyment so I’m not sure? Maybe perhaps backgrounds? Like I could do something decent if i wanted to but I’m not into it so I usually just don’t?

17. Do you eat or drink while drawing?

I take breaks… but while actively drawing? I often drink aka let the horny demons out while I enjoy whiskey lol.

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you’ve broken?

Broken broken? Next to fucking none? some charcoal sticks but otherwise…. None… I majority do digital art so really nothing to break there lol

19. Fave inanimate objects to draw?

Idk? I like doing life charcoal drawings? Of whatever, but particularly statues if that counts? I usually have living beings as my subjects.

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy?

Ok, I hate this question, cause we are all good at different things. Maybe it’s just most of those I follow have different strengths than me???? But I guess if I had to pick, recreating from life(or picture) is a lot easier for me than some others(like making it life like/very accurate).

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways?

Yooo, anything I’ve reblogged honestly. Love everyone.

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing?

Absolutely none, again don’t let the pros know cause damn. But I will do stretches or take breaks as needed.

23. Do you use different layer modes?

Absolutely. Mostly for lighting and shading but yes, if I’m doing digital imma take advantage of it.

24. Do your references include stock images?

Yes? I don’t really understand what it’s asking?

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were not inspired by?

Idk? I don’t usually get feedback of that sort.

26. What’s a piece that’s viewed a wildly different interpretation from what you intended?

Again idk? I guess my shit is straight forward?

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff?

Almost never, again don’t let the pros know lol I do sometimes jump between pieces or start a new sketch before going to something farther along.

28. Any art events you have participated in, like zines?

Nope, wanted to and have tried before but I tend to NOT do something if I feel pressured to do it.

29. Media you love but doesn’t inspire you artistically?

Again I feel like this is a weird question or maybe it’s just my understanding of it but I can feel inspiration from all sort of artist shit even if it’s something I’ll never do(ex making a crochet animal or dioramas). I guess I can feel inspired to create from other creators even if it’s not direct inspiration/subject/medium.

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated?

Underrated as in no one has seen aside from a few people irl would be my colored pencil pieces I did during afternoon naps when I worked at a daycare a few years ago.

[obscureashe]

Hii this is request for your valentine's day matchup event.

I'm female, she/her pronouns. Bisexual, ISTP 9w8, Leo.

PERSONALITY:

I'm an ambivert, I'm very laid back, and prefer to go with the flow of life but sometimes come off as ego-centric and domineering. I have to admit I’m a lazy person who prefers having leisure more than anything else But once I find my motivation I'm pretty hardworking. It would be nice to a be boss, but at the same time, I like letting others operate how they want to do so. I dislike group works because even though I don't have a problem with socializing with my teammates thought of not being in charge is unnerving I want to be left alone to do things the way I want to do it.

tbh I often think I’m above others, yet I am always willing to acknowledge that I’m a total piece of shit [very rarely tho] Sometimes I have fantasies and ideals that I want to start creating or becoming but I give myself a reality check and let the dream fade away. I’m very innovative but still, choose the practical route a lot. It’s easy for me to create goals and envision the end results but it’s ridiculously hard for me to remain committed to the process.

I will never admit my wrong, unless internally. It might come shocking to people who are close to me but I overthink about minor things such as what others might think of me I might not admit it aloud but others opinions matter to me.

I also get bored easily and have commitment problems but at the same time, I consider myself to be pretty loyal. I'm really petty and hold grudges.

The good thing about me is that i know when to hold my tongue and temper. I'm a somewhat patient and not easily provoked. I'm neither oblivious nor ignorant but sometimes I act like I am because I see it as easy way out and I always choose easy route to get out of certain situation.

LIKES:

My favourite colour is red, i love all shades of it but i especially love darker shades. I like horror genre [movies, books and etc], watching movies, listening to true crime and music[especially indie and rock music] i like Researching and learning more about myself. I love greek and Egyptian mythology. I'm really interested in psychology and philosophy. I also find researching about demonology and ancient religions interesting. I love Victorian/romantic/vampire gothic aesthetic I'm also very in love with gothic novels. I wouldn't really consider this as a hobby cause i do it once or twice a year but i also play volleyball and piano. I also really love spicy food and cats and snakes are my favourite animals.

I may not be a religious person but i love Christinan themed paintings, sculptures and buildings. I love gothic and baroque architecture.

I may not look like it and it may come of as a shocking news to a many people but i actually love and enjoy socializing.

DISLIKES:

I hate quiet places [i have trouble sleeping in quiet environment] I dislike sweet food, dogs, romance movies[i love romance genre just not in movies], "Pinterest goth" aesthetic, sweating, heat, smell of mushrooms, thought of ever growing old, getting wrinkles and dying. When grown up people act like toddlers [unless it's from a medical condition] when people make some kind of noises while drinking or eating food, cat haters, hypocritical people,

I'm fine with being matched up with literally anyone platonically but i prefer if my romantic matchup was demon male or human female [muzan is exeption, i hate him ]

Hey, thanks for requesting a valentines day match-up from me! Yours is the first one so thank you! and 100% understandable that Muzan is your exception lol

For your platonic match-up I'm pairing you with. . .

Mitsuri Kanroji »

she would adore dancing to your favorite music! it just gets her heart racing (of course she's bad at explaining just how much she loves it but you'll get it)

she may admire your interests way too much.

and she's (not to brag) a pretty good cook.

while your reading, she'll often bring you something to eat or snack on. your favorites if she starts to know you well.

probably considers you her coolest friend

thinks about you often, especially gift wise, so expect a few small things from her like books she's happened upon. or something matching for the two of you.

tries to encourage you to do some painting with her (actually invites you to do stuff often, doesn't need to be big or anything, just likes being around you)

she doesn't always have advice if you need, but she will always listen

100% a loyal friend

comes up with a cute nickname for you that she uses all the time

And for your romantic match up, I'm pairing you with. . .

Doma »

there isn't anything he doesn't admire about you.

tries his hardest to tease you sometimes because he knows your stubborn. (provoking at times)

flirty and forward, he likes to make it perfectly clear what he wants. and he's not one to hide anything, especially if your the one making him feel this way.

as a demon i think he's the perfect match.

he's already acquired a fine collection of antiques and relics, so help yourself.

he would love your mind. just the way you want to learn about demonology, religions, philosophy and psychology. it's all very fascinating to watch you read so intently and find the answers you need.

your just the type of interesting that he needs (a bit clingy because of the fact) literally a heart throb

be warned though, he can be possessive and jealous. . . easily.

always has a soft smile and tranquil look on his face when he finds himself thinking about you.

would gladly tell you everything about himself, past or other if your interested.

he'd enjoy watching horror movies with you, especially on the topic of true crime. (lowkey giving him ideas) + holding you close while you sit/lay together

at this point you'd fully have his heart (and he'd love every bit of it) good or bad

his love language (one of them) is physical touch, and its so seamless that sometimes you probably wouldn't even notice him holding your lower back or leaning against you while you were reading.

100% offering to turn you into a demon with you, in fact i think he'd be elated to propose the idea to you. (sometimes gets all dreamy in his head about it)

kisses bites you everywhere, but especially under your jaw, neck and collarbone

an 'old fashion' romantic, flowers/flower petals everywhere + gifts (he prefers giving you jewelry)

anything you request for a certain special february day, he'll do.

how can he say no?

ended up writing a tonn for doma lol, but there you go! thanks for requesting and i hope you liked your match up!

#kny imagines #kny #kny x reader #kny x you #kny x y/n #kny headcanons #kny mitsuri #kny doma #kny douma #demon slayer x you #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer imagines #demon slayer #match up event #match up game #asheiscupid🖤

[beesonhoneytoast]

Modern!Demon Slayer and what music they listen to

ib: @sxbrinakanroji ty for the idea boo 🫶🏻

remember these are MY personal headcanons for the characters! agree with them or not, they’re still my ideas.

Tanjiro Kamado

it’s only appropriate we start out with the main boy, the best boy, Tanjiro

tbh his is a toughie

i feel like he’d listen to anything and everything, no matter the genre

except country cos dear god

he’d just find a good song/artist he likes no matter the genre and he’s like

“yep, you’re one of my favourites now”

(he’s just like me fr)

tbh he’d be the friend that’d let his friends go ham on the aux

until inosuke starts playing some cursed shit on blast and ends up upsetting the neighbours

Zenitsu Agatsuma

im just gonna be honest this man probably only listens to girl bands like blackpink, and knows some ogs like spice girls and destiny’s child-

he’s a simp

but fr

like can you imagine him jamming out to survivor??

“zenitsu, what are you doing-“ “AHHHHH!!!! YOU SAW NOTHING!!!!!”

throws a shoe at tanjiro for good measure

like

let the mans listen to his destiny’s child in peace smh /lh

Inosuke Hashibira

mans listens to heavy metal bands, i don’t make the rules ok-

does the opening to Twist by Korn at 3AM simply to scare the shit out of everyone

*scatting Twisted* “inosuke it’s the middle of the night pLEASE—“

feral boy? feral music taste

PEPPERONI AND GREEN PEPPERS MUSHROOMS OLIVES CHIVES-

the thing i said about inosuke playing random shit on blast when he’s had the aux passed? He really just does it to mess with people, just out of spite

mans loves watching people be utterly confused as to why CPR by CupcakKe is playing and inosuke is like 🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗

Nezuko Kamado

lofi.

no elaboration will be made.

Nezuko listens to lofi (and Blackpink maybe)

mostly lofi tho-

there’s also a tiny part of me screaming that Nezuko is also a Marina and Mitski fan too

Kanao Tsuyuri

for kanao I feel like she would use her coin to decide what she listened to

until tanjiro told her it’s okay to have her own music preferences

after that I think she’s an avid Hatsune Miku or general Vocaloid fan

idk

Tengen Uzui

the idea that basically inspired the rest of the post to really even happen, was from @sxbrinakanroji (their @ was also at the top)

they had the hc that modern!Tengen is a Swiftie and I can’t help but agree with them

BUT

I feel like Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma were responsible for getting him into Taylor

I feel like pre-married Tengen was a metalhead and also a hip-hop lover

blasted Slim Shady on the aux

then he met the three and now he’s obsessed with Taylor

may or may not had gone to a Taylor concert with the girls

Kyojuro Rengoku

my lil pookie bear

I miss him sm ☹️

curse you Ufotable for getting me to like this loudmouth flamy boy only to make him a freshly glazed Krispy Kreme doughnut all in the same movie

anyways ☺️

he’s an Imagine Dragons and Fall Out Boy fan bc the Rengoku playlists on YT made me do it

Muichiro Tokito

now keep in mind I haven’t seen Swordsmith Village still so I basically have no idea what this goofy lil guy is actually like

but from what I heard from my brother and some friends, he’s no thoughts head empty all the time

so

white noise

tv static

whatever it is

that’s what he listens to

that’s it

Mitsuri Kanroji

pretty girl 🫶

can’t wait to see her 🥹

she’s the love hashira

so

ofc love songs are what she listens to

but off the love songs made by women bc

she’s sapphic

and that’s on canon /j

Shinobu Kocho

she’s a runner she’s a track star-

idk who said that uh

anyways

she’s a Mitski fan

WHY ARE YOU BOOING ME IM RIGHT-

Sanemi Shinazugawa

metalhead

that’s all

both derogatory and affectionately, he is a metalhead ☺️

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this was all my tiny brain could fart out, if y’all have any ideas or suggestions please leave them in the comments :)

-ryan 🎐

#demon slayer #tanjiro #zenitsu #inosuke #nezuko #shinobu #rengoku #kamaboko squad #tengen #sanemi #makio #hinatsuru #suma #kanao #mitsuri #muichiro #kny headcanons #modern!kny