#shot by mazzy

[pixiexbites]

yard work

#upload #my post #pixiebites #me #pixie #digital cam #shot by mazzy

[jar-of-rocks]

thinking about him....

#frank iero #mcr #he's covering mazzy star's fade into you in that shot #and that song is SO special to me it's not even funny #was the hair kind of bad? #yeah #but do i adore it? #also yeah

[moneymartin]

・❥・- one more?

summary: kate comes home tired and needy :( part two to this fic. build up drabble to part three

warnings: none! fluff cause its kate :3 this is kinda shorter than the last one soz. again, every divider is a skip. most are constant cuz im lazy. didn’t know how to end oops!!!

rpf dont read it if ur uncomfy thx

a/n: all yjs reqs r still itw soooo they’ll be out soon poopies 🙄 also my single part drabble for kate is lowk marinating in my drafts and i don’t have the motivation to finish it…

its been 5 months since you and kate finally ended up together. pretty long, right? but you two never really got the hang of this thing, especially after remembering how long those feelings between you two had been brewing up for. it was still hard for you to show up to her games and practice due to soccer season, and the second it ended, you showed up to nearly every single one of them.

“i really can’t come this time, baby, i told you!” you grumble while kate drags you across the dorm. they had their practice game at carver today but you couldn’t make it, which made kate upset. “dilanni is gonna kill me if i don’t show up.” your soccer team needed to show up together for this fundraiser, and it was during the offseason. fucking lame. you hated letting her down all the time but some things like this just needed to be done.

kate’s fingers grip at your sweater sleeve, her eyes soft, and lips slightly pouting. “can you please just say you feel sick!? you’ll finish quicker than i will and it’s not like they won’t let you in.” she begs and tugs a little at it. her height makes you a little overwhelmed but she’s slightly bent at the knees and trying to make herself seem smaller than she really is. “kate, its just practice. its not like its the final fours yet.” you sigh and make her stand up straight. your eyes dart to hers and you bring your hands up to cup her face. the way she leans into your touch makes your face flush up like never before.

“yeah, but you always show out! i know we’re still trying to keep this on the down low still but i love pointing at you in the crowd before i make a shot during our practices.” she complains, trying to pull her head away from your hands but you keep her in place like a vice. your thumb brushes up against her face and she sighs under her breath. all those shots that she makes have all been for you ever since. and you didn’t even know that. everything she did on the court was meant for you. “i’ll make a deal with you, okay?” your words make her feel a little bit better and she nods ecstatically.

“when you get back we can do whateverrrr you want to make you feel better about me not showing up. does that sound good?” you propose, the idea crossing your mind after you realize that she just wants to spend that time with you while her teammates try to piece together this big puzzle. none of them know other than caitlin, and they’re completely unaware of you and kate’s relationship. “yes! okay, deal! deal deal deal…!” she blurts out and smiles stupidly, leaning her head towards you again as a sign that she wants a kiss.

you give it and let go of her face, wrapping your arms around her waist quickly and pressing another big kiss to her cheek. “don’t work yourself too hard out there.” you breathe out and pat her back before letting go of it. “this fundraiser should only be an hour, trust me.” kate just shrugs and smiles again, less big but you still know that she’s pretty happy at your little proposition for when she gets back. the moment you walk out of that door, her face drops and she rubs awkwardly at the back of her neck. she’s alone now, and doesn’t know what to do. you’ve been with her for every game and every practice so she’s lost most of her motivation to go. “aw, dang it..”

after your little fundraiser, you come home exhausted and dreary when you realize kate is gone too. you two are exactly the same person, lost without one another. it’s cute but sometimes it’s hard. this whole relationship thing is such a different concept and it makes your head hurt. the lock clicks on the door and you dig through your closet, finding a pair of pjs and some small shirt kate likes seeing you wear for ‘some reason’. which is what she says every time you ask.

a quick change and your casual clothes scatter across the floor before you basically face plant into the pillows. a warm feeling fills up your body while you fall asleep, a feeling that seems different still without kate. you two always sleep and take naps together so this is another thing you have to get yourself used to.

the stupid fundraiser ran longer than it should have. at least another 30-45 minutes extra and you weren’t very prepared for it. kids were all over the place too and you were somewhat on babysitting duty? according to your teammates. you stood with all the kids for at least an hour and the questions they asked you were probably the stupidest things ever.

the sound of the door opening is what wakes you up, fingers instinctively rubbing your eyes and sitting up. you’re met with the sight of kate rummaging sluggishly through her backpack and taking out clothes. she mumbles out a small ‘hi’ and yawns, walking into the bathroom. the sound of the shower hits your ears and you just lay back down, trying to keep yourself awake to fulfill that proposal you made earlier.

a few moments after the shower turns off, the bathroom door opens and your mattress shifts in weight, a few drops of water coaxing you to open up your eyes. kate is sitting on the edge of the bed and she tucks herself in, burying her face into your neck. “how was practice?” you mutter, moving her wet strands of hair to sprawl out on the bed. she grumbles into your neck instead of instantly responding. “tiring, huh?” you ask.

“extremely.” she whispers breathily and looks up at you. kate’s eyes are slightly droopy and her lips are pursed. your arm wraps itself around her back and you tilt her head up with your hand, making her look up at you as you start rubbing her temples gently. kate’s eyes are opening and closing continuously while your fingers continue to massage her head and she huffs heavily a few times.

you push kate’s head into your neck again and slide your hands onto her shoulders, patting them gently to make her fall asleep easier. she doesn’t though. instead, she hoists her head up and quickly locks her lips with yours, grabbing your waist and holding herself up with her arms. her fingers are gripping at the bedsheets tight and she’s kissing you a little bit too hard. not that you mind, of course. “mmmf.. hey?” you pant and pull away from the kiss, making eye contact with kate and realizing where she’s placed her hands.

“i’m just kissing you.” kate mumbles and doesn’t even bother waiting for you to finish catching your breath. she kisses you again, propping herself up on her elbows and grabbing your arms to wrap around her waist. “y- yeah! but like… let me get a breather at least.” you laugh quietly. you’re still trying to catch your breath and the more you try to get away, the more persistent she becomes. “c’mon. you’re just sleepy, baby. get your butt to bed and you’ll be alllll good in the morning.” you smile and push her shoulders down.

kate ends up falling onto your body and her nose brushes up against your cheek, her lips running up and down your neck as she starts kissing all over it. “one more..” she rasps out and slides her hands underneath your shirt. she starts to claw your back a few times, whining into your neck when you try to push her away. “kate, please.” you grunt and pull back, nearly falling off of the edge of the bed.

her face is the same one as earlier. her big, pretty blue eyes going soft and her lips pouting. she looks like a sad puppy and you hate it. you hate how you can’t say no to it. “just one more! this is the last one and i’ll sleep, i swear.” kate spits out and tilts her head to the side. she yawns, her eyes getting watery and now you know that it’s basically over for you. “i can’t.” you mutter. “yes, you can. it’s just one more kiss, babe. please?!”

“all you have to do is give me one, and i’ll sleep!”

“you say this all the time! you’re gonna say that you’ll ‘sleep after’ but the second my lips land on yours, you’re gonna act like an animal.”

“that’s not true.”

“oh, yeah? watch.”

you cup her cheeks and she grabs your waist gently, your lips going in for one quick one. when she feels how warm you are and how much you’re trying to really prove a point, she just helps your claim anyways. kate’s lips are against yours again, kissing hungrily.

i mean, she’s practically eating away at your face.

#um this is so bad. #bye #kate martin x reader #wcbb x reader #wbb x reader #that pic of her is so cute

[elsweetheart]

no but like. dealer!ellie would be so loving and understanding with a really sensitive (crybaby) gf. like she’s at a party making great business and she gets a text from u saying that you miss her and you’re not feeling well and she drops everything to visit and make u feel better

:(((((

i’ll be your honey, if you’ll be sweet

🎀 dealer!ellie being a cutie, fem!reader being a crybaby, mentions of not feeling well, mentions of weed and alcohol. title is taken from mazzy star— give you my lovin

♡ ♡ ♡

Business was booming, as they said.

Another party at another frat house, where the guys knew nothing about the regular price of weed — and Ellie wasn’t above not pricing her stuff up to take advantage. Her stuff was good, she thought. They should be paying this much.

“How much you made so far?” Jesse yelled over the music to her, having made his way back over from doing shots. He was actually the one who got Ellie in, having friends from the house — that and the fact that no guy throwing a party was going to turn down a cool and discrete dealer with notoriously good product to keep the good vibes going.

“No idea, they keep handing me wads of cash — all I know is they’re way over paying me.” She chuckled, wiping her warm hands down her jeans. “Not complainin’.”

She’d usually be at these kind of ordeals with you on her arm, getting to watch over you having fun and dancing whilst she did her business. It made the evening go by faster, and the routine of the two of you going to grab greasy food from the nearest takeout joint was always something to look forward to. She pulled her phone out her pocket to text you, seeing you’d already left her a message.

‘how long until u come home?’

She glanced up, but she didn’t have to look to know that the party still in full swing with no signs of stopping.

‘Not for a while baby, you ok?’

Ellie watched the three bubbles on iMessage appear as you type, then disappear, then reappear, then disappear before you finally replied.

‘mhm’

A call came through on your end, Ellie walking out onto the porch with her cracked screen pressed to her ear, wandering away from all the noise for a moment to check on you.

“Hello?” You croaked, voice small and quiet.

“Tell me what’s wrong, babe.”

She wasn’t expecting you to start crying, not so soon anyways. Her stomach swirled in anxiety at the sound of you upset and her brows furrowed as she picked at her nail, waiting for you to tell her. “Why’re you crying?” Her voice was soft and sympathetic.

“S’nothin’ Els, just d’nt feel well and I tried everything but nothings making it better— n’I just miss you and I’m sorry cos I don’t wanna worry you whilst you’re out but—”

“Woah, hey hey hey.” She pacified you gently, trying to hide her concern. “Don’t stress. M’leaving now, gonna be with you soon okay?” She adjusted her backpack on her shoulders, leaning over to the window to see if she could flag Jesse down. The raven haired boy was too busy losing at beer pong so she turned away, spotting a back gate to leave out of.

“You don’t have to leave, I don’t want you to lose money.” You sniffled miserably, the sadness in your voice making her own frown deepen as she pushed open the creaky back gate onto the street, locating her car.

“Got plenty of money tonight babe. Hold tight okay? I’ll be with you soon.”

You were in her bed in her dorm when she arrived back, curled into a ball with a look of sleepy distress on your face. She shut the door behind her, slowly approaching you.

“Hey babe.” She whispered, her slender fingers pushing your hair back around your ear before placing the back of her hand on your forehead. Her hand was cold and it was soothing, blinking up at her in the dimly lit room.

“Think m’sick.” Your bottom lip wobbled and she shushed you gently, not wanting you to make yourself worse by crying. She perched down on the bed beside you, cold hand now stroking up your shirt (her shirt.) and rubbing circles on your back.

“Yeah, you’re burning up a little. Can you tell me what’s hurting?” She lilted, squinting a little in the low light to try and gauge how your face was looking.

“My head, and my throat too… and everything.” You groaned tearfully, rolling over to stuff your face into the bedsheets. She shuffled a little closer, hating seeing you in distress.

“Have you had any water?” Her hand moved up to stroke your hair, massaging your head slightly.

“Mm—mm.” You moaned into the sheets and she nodded, fetching your bottle.

“I’m gonna help you sit up, alright babe? C’mon, y’gotta help me out a little, yeah?” She scooped her hands beneath you, ignoring your whiney muffled protests. You used some of your energy to push yourself up with her help and she held you in her arms sat up. Burying your face into her, she held you letting you cry a little. “I know. Fuckin’ sucks huh, sweet girl.” Ellie sympathised before holding your pink water bottle to your lips. “Sip, don’t gulp it down.” She advised, her free hand that was wrapped around your shoulder stroking your arm. “Look, you got nothin’ to worry about okay? Not only am I the worlds best dealer… I’m also a nurse. And I’m gonna make you feel all better.” She smiled making you furrow your eyebrows, moving your mouth away from the bottle to cuddle her again.

“You’re not a nurse.” You accused and she blinked into space, continuing to hold you tight.

“Well. I am now.”

The night went on, and Ellie continued to soothe you well into the night, not being able to sleep or get comfortable — often bursting into tears and needing immediate assistance. “I just wanna sleep.” You sounded devastated, and she truly pitied you— nothing was making you feel better and she knew you were just going to have to ride it out.

“I know baby. We’ll get there… when we get there.” She huffed, almost frustrated with herself for not being able to help you more. “Y’want me to read to you, might help you get some sleep? Worth a try, right?” She leant down, persuading you in a hushed tone. You didn’t open your eyes, just nodded weakly giving her the green light to get up and grab one of her books from her desk. It was the Jurassic Park novel — always having it on her being one of her favourite books.

She settled down on her bed, letting you clamber up to lay your head in her lap. She had changed into her sweatpants around two hours ago, and you found comfort in the softness against your cheek. She began reading, book pulled close to her face to be able to read the words in the low light — not wanting to turn any lights on as to aggravate your headache. Halfway into Chapter 2, she finally heard the soft snore of your eventual sleep against her leg— and Ellie felt herself relax, knowing she’d completed her girlfriend duties for now to a satisfactory level. She knew you hated being sick, and that you were miserable — but Ellie would still choose to be here looking after you than dealing at some random party any day.

♡ ♡ ♡

#anon #dealer!ellie #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams prompt #ellie tlou2 fluff

[scudslut]

em's masterlist/guidelines

fluff - 𐙚 || smut - ♱ || angst - ✾

➳ Daryl Dixon

one-shots: sins and honey flavored sweetness 𐙚 ♱ ✾ heartsease 𐙚 ♱ a summer wasting 𐙚 midnight refreshments 𐙚 a new years surprise 𐙚 ♱ lazy mornings 𐙚 stay with me 𐙚 ✾ too sweet ♱

drabbles: taste me ♱ head w/ daryl 𐙚♱ daryl’s uncut ♱ s4 daryl 𐙚 ♱ ✾

➳ Scud Frohmeyer

one-shots: take me however you want too ♱

drabbles: cockwarming w/ scud ♱ scuds a slut (canonically) ♱

➳ My Edits

normy's bday dhl burn, burn, burn

please send requests!

About Me!

em | 20 | gemini

hi everyone! this is so long awaited (i’m legit so lazy) but finally i have a masterlist/about me!

╰─▸ my names emma, i’m obviously in love w daryl dixon/norman reedus. i love to write and make edits — u guys should totally follow my tiktok account @mrsemmadixon or otherwise known as scudslut;)

i met norman jdkskajajs at the nyc comic con 2023, he signed the back of my phone case, i’ll actually die on a fucking hill. yes, he’s just as godly in person.

in my day to day life i work with animals 10 hours a day, they are my main passion aside from writing and whatnot, so if i post a photo of a really cute dog i met, that’s why lmao.

i have 2 cats right now, my baby lily i got last year and sophie who i’ve had since i was a kid. typically we rescue all our animals!

i deal with extreme anxiety and depression from a major accident that happened in my life a few years ago (so if i don’t respond or have trouble posting sometimes… that’s why and i really hope everyone understands.)

I love, love, love music. I play the piano and guitar, probably not very good but who cares. some of my all time favorite artists are.. and here we go on a rampage... deftones, cigsaftersex, wheezer, nirvana, mac, frank, lana, djo, catpower, the vines, dinosaur jr, 21 sav, labi siffre, the kills, tom odell, basement, strokes, velvet underground, kendrick, norah jones, red hot chilies, the smiths, billy idol, the cure, no vacation, mazzy star, fleetwood, empire of the sun, pinegrove, otis redding, neil young, etta james, summer walker, motley crue, guns'n'roses, foo fighters, biggie, shady, drake, nelly, jay-z, $uici$ide boys, gucci, trippie... and so much more, my music taste is actually bipolar.

on that note, i actually have a playlist for daryl + norman (music he reposts/i think he’d like) lmk if u want me so share them.

i’m canadian, born and raised.

my parents are both extreme alcoholics, so i suffer from a multitude of childhood traumas as well as current ones. we love it here!:) but id like to think i relate to daryl in some sense, if its the only comfort i get from it.

i love pasta and wine so fucking much, if u don’t we are gonna have issues…

i spend my time either at my job, reading, writing, editing or spending time with some close friends.

and that’s pretty much me!:)

please feel free to ask me questions or request fics, i will absolutely love to do them! (as long as they follow guidelines) if your unsure, just message me to clarify! i won’t ever leave u on read, i promise!

My Guidelines:

absolutely no rape/SA/even slight connotations of it.

no incest.

hitting, slapping, or any extreme violence during play, is a no. (daryl loves to smack your ass when he hits it from the back… that’s okay… but he would. not. hit you.)

age play - i will dabble in this but nothing major where reader is barely an adult. the most i’ll do is early/mid 20’s and daryl is his canon age.

oh yes, and i will write for all norman reedus characters! if you want someone else, messsage/ask me!

gifs/dividers from @cafekitsune

© scudslut - all works are my own. please do not steal, copy, translate or modify any of my work!

#daryl dixon #norman reedus #the walking dead #daryl dixon smut #daryl dixon drabbles #daryl imagines #twd drabbles #daryl x reader #fem!reader #daryl smut #daryl dixon x reader #daryl fanfiction #daryl twd #daryl dixon fanfiction #the walking dead daryl #twd smut #twd daryl dixon #twd daryl #twd #twdedit #twd fanfiction #daryl drabbles #daryl dixion imagine #daryl x y/n #daryl x female reader #daryl x you #norman reedus smut #norman reedus edit #masterlist

[ellieslaces]

FADE INTO YOU.

featuring: rookie!leon x fem stars agent!reader

synopsis: a collection of headcannons in which rookie cop leon has a crush on the reader, who’s a s.t.a.r.s agent

content warnings: harsh language; allusions to smut; make-out sessions; flirty reader; mostly wholesome content; canon divergent

notes: i was inspired by @darling-i-read-it when i saw the post abt Leon having a crush on a STARS agent and oml i haven’t stopped thinking about it so here i am yet again

now playing: Fade Into You by Mazzy Star

• Leon had just started his position as a rookie cop at the Raccoon City PD and he’s always given the worst little tasks and assignments

• one day though - about four days into his first week - he passes the STARS office on his way with boxes to the storage room and almost drops them all

• he sees without a doubt the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen in the STARS office, laughing at something the guy beside her said

• he has to pull himself together and take the boxes to storage room, his little heart hammering so fast the whole time

• Leon finally being introduced to you and the rest of the STARS team the next week when he’s instructed to take some paperwork to the STARS office

• he fell in love immediately when you walked to him, smiling widely, and taking the papers while introducing yourself

• he can hardly keep himself together as you walk him around the STARS office and introduce each agent to him

• he falls even harder when you scold each one, telling them all to be nice to him because he’s new

• after that, Leon always finds himself gravitating toward you any chance he gets — in the copy room, the kitchen, the shooting range

• you thinking he took a liking to you because you were one of the only ones who didn’t give him a hard time and to be honest, you didn’t really mind. he was sweet and totally lovable

• Leon honestly found it so insane how you were an absolute menace around the station

• like you would go around the office and flirt with a few officers to get them to do a task for you that you really didn’t want to do in the first place

• of course it always worked and they were all suckers for you

• and if he thought you were a menace on a daily bases, oh he was so surprised at how bold you were at holiday parties

• you would dance to the music in the most inappropriate ways possible for a work party

• and for some reason, it made him like you even more

• he also loved how you’d wear headphones with a walkman on your belt, and sing along, and dance to the music while you made copies or just walked around the station

• his crush on you was so bad, like next level bad

• in fact, you didn’t pick up on his crush on you at all. it was Jill who did. she never said a word of course, but she could just tell

• Leon always felt a little jealousy when he saw you talking to another agent, like Chris

• he knew you were out of his league, but he couldn’t help the hot jealousy in his chest as he would watch you laugh at something Chris said

• of course, he didn’t know that you’d rejected Chris when you first started working there and he asked you out a few times

• oh but Jill does. she loves to tease him for it, always reminding him of how you brutally shot him down

• and the teasing quickly becomes a problem when Leon walks by the STARS office one day and overhears Jill’s teasing

• of course, all Leon’s lovesick little brain processes are the words Chris, crush, and your name

• he doesn’t talk to you for two weeks. he ignores your jokes, your teases, your playful flirting (which he never ignores)

• until you finally get it out of him two weeks later in the shooting range

• he stammers and tells you he overheard Jill talking about you and Chris, and he likes you but it’s okay because he knows you don’t feel the same way, and you and Chris would be good together

• and you almost break then “oh, Leon, i don’t like Chris. Jill just likes to tease him because i rejected him when i started working here”

• Leon is obviously stunned “oh, uh, you don’t? sorry, i shouldn’t have said all that now i feel bad and -”

• “no, Leon. don’t feel bad. i actually kinda like you too you know…” you smiled sheepishly — which is pretty rare for you to be nervous

• Leon’s eyes widening to an unnatural size as he grins “you do? really? i didn’t think you’d like me i’m just a rookie.”

• “whether you’re a rookie or a trained professional, i like you. you’re really sweet and i know you’d treat me really well.”

• after that, you two start dating

• which is so fucking weird because a lot of the guys in the station — STARS and non-STARS — have been hitting on you and Jill since like the dawn of time

• it’s a little tense for Leon for a little while because a few other guys are even resentful you fell for a rookie and not them

• but of course Leon won’t say a word to them, so when he’s not around you put them in their place and tell them to leave him alone or you’ll fuck them up

• they are all obviously a little scared so they listen and start being nice - or as nice to a rookie as possible- to him again

• Leon always being so nervous and worrisome when you go in assignment

• seriously, he’ll worry himself to a point where he can’t sleep and he’ll nod off at his desk during the day

• when you finally get back, he always tells you how much he missed you and how worried he was and how he never wants you to leave him again

• but of course you always go on assignments. it’s a cruel cycle really

• you realize you were right — Leon did treat you so well. like a fucking princess honestly

• you believe you were so lucky that day when the lieutenant forced him to take paper work up to the STARS office

• Leon being literally the sweetest and best boyfriend you ever had and always making sure you’re okay and happy and safe

• but how could you not be happy? Leon is literally perfect to you and you couldn’t be happier with anyone else

how you can support Palestine! 🇵🇸

#leon kennedy #re2 leon #rookie!leon #rookie!leonkennedy #re2make #resident evil #rookie leon kennedy #raccoon city #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy headcanons #leon kennedy x fem reader #lupinsslut

[lowkeyrobin]

MCYT ; songs from the 60s-90s they remind me of

includes ; tommyinnit, badlinu, tubbo, ranboo, billzo, aimsey, quackity, slimecicle, nihachu, and jack manifold

warnings ; none

lmk if I should remove Jack, Billzo & Aimsey bc ik they don't like x readers/fanfiction but this is just some random blurb idrk

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

kiss from a rose ; seal

rooms on fire ; stevie nicks

just like heaven ; the cure

call me ; blondie

heroes ; david bowie

you make loving fun ; fleetwood mac

the boys of summer ; don henley

someday ; sugar ray

land of confusion ; genesis

renegade ; styx

linger ; the cranberries

TUBBO

dreams ; fleetwood mac

silver springs ; fleetwood mac

all the small things ; blink-182

jessies girl ; rick springfield

edge of seventeen ; stevie nicks

don't look back in anger ; oasis

bye bye love ; the cars

shout ; tears for fears

starman ; david bowie

sunday ; the cranberries

RANBOO

queer ; garbage

only happy when it rains ; garbage

celebrity skin ; hole

dedicated to the one i love ; the mamas & the papas

take me home tonight ; eddie money & ronnie spector

cruel summer ; bananarama

stranger in my own house ; foreigner

we are not alone ; karla devito

looks that kill ; motley crue

don't you (forget about me) ; simple minds

rhiannon ; fleetwood mac

tainted love ; soft cell

FREDDIE BADLINU

every little thing she does is magic ; the police

all the small things ; blink-182

atomic ; blondie

take on me ; a-ha

another brick in the wall, pt2 ; pink floyd

californiacation ; red hot chili peppers

girls on film ; duran duran

head over heels ; tears for fears

nobodys daughter ; hole

everybody here wants you ; jeff buckley

the boys are back in town ; thin lizzy

BILLZO

just like heaven ; the cure

the perfect girl ; the cure

stupid girl ; garbage

godzilla ; blue oyster cult

the struggle within ; metallica

all apologies ; nirvana

something in the way ; nirvana

nothing else matters ; metallica

shout at the devil ; motley crue

fight for your right ; beastie boys

the stroke ; billy squier

AIMSEY

i just shot john lennon - paris demo ; the cranberries

stars ; the cranberries

monday morning ; fleetwood mac

cherry bomb ; the runaways

every rose has its thorn ; poison

barracuda ; heart

vienna ; billy joel

fade into you ; mazzy star

go your own way (cover) ; the cranberries

only happy when it rains - early demo mix ; garbage

QUACKITY

dreaming my dreams ; the cranberries

linger ; the cranberries

about a girl ; nirvana

brass monkey ; beastie boys

are you gonna be my girl ; jet

the boys of summer ; don henley

something in the way ; nirvana

atomic ; blondie

heart of glass ; blondie

the chain ; fleetwood mac

NIKI NIHACHU

queer ; garbage

stupid girl ; garbage

malibu ; hole

(don't fear) the reaper ; blue oyster cult

friday im in love ; the cure

all i think about now ; pixies

bye bye love ; the cars

after the glitter fades ; stevie nicks

rooms on fire ; stevie nicks

jessies girl ; rick springfield

stars ; the cranberries

JACK MANIFOLD

that's all ; genesis

land of confusion ; genesis

call me ; blondie

uptown girl ; billy joel

bust a move ; young mc

sunglasses at night ; corey hart

i still believe ; tim cappello

sabotage ; beastie boys

don't you (forget about me) ; simple minds

don't bring me down ; electric light orchestra

aliens exist ; blink-182 (memeulous watchers get this one)

CHARLIE SLIMECICLE

fox on the run ; sweet

call me ; blondie

semi-charmed life ; third eye blind

pink cadillac ; natalie cole

take me home tonight ; eddie money & ronnie spector

shadow dancing ; andy gibb

i love rock n roll ; joan jett & the blackhearts

the boys are back in town ; thin lizzy

gloria ; them & van morrison

every little thing she does is magic ; the police

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt preferences #mcyt x reader #tommyinnit x reader #wilbur soot x reader #mcyt oneshot #quackity x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #nihachu x reader #foolish gamers x reader #charlie slimecicle x reader #aimsey #billzo #music recs #music recommendation #jack manifold

[kai-anderson-whore]

High by the skatepark (Tate Langdon x reader)

Summary: you and tate are best friends and usually get high at the skate park but with what tate said and did left you confused

Warnings: mentions of being high, weed, drugs, fluff

Word count: 1,12k

Taglist: @spill-the-t @iluwmycats @lili-tate @evanpeterswifeyy868 @jademunson @evanpetersfansblog @howtobesasha @lustforeverrrr @fand0mh03

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You were having a rough day at school the popular girls picking on you as per usual, all because you were different you didn't like all the top hits on the radio, you liked older gloomy music and dressed in baggy jeans and hoodies, you just wanted to go home, you wanted the day to be over.

You stood by your locker alongside your best friend and neighbour tate who was just like you, the outsider just you and him against everyone, "what you doing after school?" Tate asked leaning againt the locker beside you as you rummaged through your own to grab your books for your last class you have with tate, "nothing that i know of unless your dragging me out somewhere" you chuckled knowing fine well tate will infact drag you out the house.

"We're going to the skate park" he simply said you shot him a confused look knowing tate hates public places, "why?" You asked closing your locker, "because I've got spliff and it's a Wednesday no one will be there" he shrugged you let out a soft smile tate knew you too well when your stressed a joint would tate your mind off it "Well tater tot sounds like a plan" you replied walking with him to class.

After school you and tate walked to meet his dealer in a run down alleyway, you hated this part of the city since it was infamous for the crime that happens here, "Hey man" tate said to the dealer pretending to go in for a handshake but really he was handing the money and getting the drugs, with that you both left the dealer.

"Skate park now?" Tate asked walking alongside you, "Yeah let's go" you said, once you got to the skatepark you both sat on one of the biggest ramps tate rolling the joints you were assigned to have the music on the boombox you grabbed on your way here.

"What do you want I've got the pixies, mazzy star, nirvana" you listed before tate immediately said "nirvana" making you laugh, playing the in utero album your favourite from the album playing the first song 'serve the servants' you sang along to the chorus as tate handed you the spliff humming along to the song.

"Serve the servants oh no" you mumbled to yourself feeling the buzz of the weed in your head making you feel relaxed, "you high already?" Tate asked with a chuckle "no" you said taking another drag of the spliff laying on the ground as nirvana played.

"You definitely are" tate teased taking a drag of the joint his eyes felt heavy he couldn't help but have a lazy smile on his lips, "who's stoned now?" You remarked giggling like a child, "your mean" tate huffed in-between giggles.

"This is pretty good stuff" you noted taking another drag feeling the munchies kick in, "did you bring snacks?" Tate asked knowing your the only one of the two that came prepared since tate always forgets what he needs, "you know me to well look in the bag" you nodded your head gesturing to your bag tate grabbed your bag opening it to see its contents.

"Oh my god y/n I could kiss you right now you brought cookies" he beamed like a child on Christmas day, "I knew you would want them so i brought them so we don't have to go to the store again high" you giggled still laying on the ground the joint slowly burned down as nirvana kept playing.

You didn't bother with what tate said but in reality you had a crush on your best friend. You didn't know where it had came from it just happened for you. He didn't know thankfully but it ate you up knowing he'll probably never feel the same.

"Your such a life saver I seriously could really kiss you right now" he repeated not realising he had, "then why don't you" you joked kinda your eyes locked the mood instantly changed from joking and banter to complete seriousness.

You didn't realise how close you both were till tate closed the very small gap between you both his lips on yours, you instantly froze unsure what to do but your lips collided with his either way.

You finally properly responded to his kiss your lips moved in sync his he swiped his tongue on your bottom lip seeking entry which you granted. Your tongues moving in sync for the first time ever.

It was something you never thought would happen but it is happening. Pulling away from the kiss you couldn't help but giggle like a child tate looked at you confused but chuckled at you nervously, "is it the weed that's making you laugh or was the kiss that bad" he asked his eyes half shut his hand scratching the back of his neck.

"It's the weed the kiss was perfect I'm just giggling because I never thought that would happen" you explained hiding your face in embarrassment. Tate's hand cupped your chin bring your face to his, "well it did and I don't regret it" he smiled placing a chaste kiss on your lips making you melt like putty in his hands.

"Come on let's go home" tate said helping you up on your feet.

The walk was silent you could feel the weed slowly come out your system. You wondered if tate really meant what he said or not but decided not to push on it, you finally made it to your house you didn't know what to say neither did tate you both just looked at each other eyes speaking a thousand words but your mouth wasn't.

Tate couldn't help himself anymore he cupped your face in his hands one more time. Pressing his lips to yours your hand went to his cheek holding him close to you. You couldn't help but let out a small moan into his mouth before pulling away. A smirk plastered across tates face.

"Your so beautiful" he sighed his thumb grazing over your cheekbone, "your not so bad yourself Langdon" you teased before pulling yourself away clearing your throat. "I should go inside now I'll see you tomorrow morning" you said blushing lightly, "see you tomorrow" tate said waiting till you were right inside your house like always before walking to his house next door.

You ran up to your bedroom your mind rushing with what had happened tate kissed you not once but TWICE you couldn't believe it. You never thought tate saw you as anything more than a friend but you were proved wrong only thing was you didn't know what this means for your friendship.

#american horror story #evan peters #tate langdon #james patrick march #kit walker #ahs asylum #evan peters x reader #jimmy darling #kai anderson #kyle spencer #austin sommers #evan peters smut #evan peters fanfic #evan peters fanfiction #evan peters icons #evan peters fluff #evan peters imagine #evan peters requests #evan peters x y/n #evan peters x you #evanpeters #evanpetersedit #ahs fic #ahs fandom #ahs murder house #ahs fanfic #ahs #ahs apocalypse #ahs coven #ahs cult

[hazelnut-u-out]

Okay, confession time:

I always cry at the end of ‘Rick Potion #9.’

(TW: gore)

I’m not someone who’s shy about the fact that there are a lot of episodes that make me emotional. There are a lot of moments that make me tear up or cry a bit— but the ending sequence of ‘Rick Potion #9’ never fails to make me sob.

I don’t know what it is about this sequence in particular:

The fact it’s set to Mazzy Star, Morty’s blank/dissociative state, the loss of something far more precious than childhood innocence, the constant metaphors for real-world abuse…

Whatever it is, it’s always gotten me.

This shot of Morty looking at his own mangled body and Rick’s disgusting, aggressive, non-empathetic demeanor always stick with me:

Rick’s face there… Jesus Christ.

Something I’ve realized in hindsight, though, is that Rick and Morty are meant to parallel each other in so many ways— and the way Rick’s backstory plays out alongside this episode is definitely one of them.

I think that the initial ‘trauma bond’ element to this scene was obvious to most people on a first-watch. Rick and Morty are now intrinsically linked to one another because they’re the only two from their original dimension. That’s what links the main duo!

Only… in hindsight, that’s not quite true, is it?

They’re each the only ones from their respective original dimensions. I think a lot of people put that significance together after the S5 finale, too.

What I’m getting at here (and the reason this made me cry tonight in particular) is that Morty’s entire original family is dead, too.

Just like Rick’s.

Who did that? Who destroyed this little boy’s family? Who pushed him to see how insignificant family is when there’s an infinite supply of your own out there?

Rick. Our Rick. Good ol’ sympathetic C-137.

Sounds familiar, huh?

I know the show has made multiple references to Rick becoming the exact thing he despises and seeks to destroy, but this is definitely one of the more overt ones.

The more I rewatch, the more I realize just how much the reveals of the later seasons have recontextualized. So many things seem exponentially more profound, emotional, and impactful than they did without context.

With the full picture of S5–S6, there’s this horrible bleak shadow hanging over all of the ‘shallow’ bits of the earlier seasons.

Rick is forcing Morty to cope in the exact way he eventually came to, and he probably thinks he’s doing him a favor by getting it out of the way now. He’s saving him the burden of caring before he’s spent too much of his life doing it.

(He’s showing him the callousness of the universe early on! The easy way! How ungrateful of that kid not to appreciate it! Tsk tsk tsk…)

A lot of people love to say there’s no depth to the characters, or that what depth does exist is only there to fuel the humor— but at a certain point, we have to ask ourselves: What actually makes C-137 better than Prime?

The answer is… very little.

So far.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #rick potion no. 9

[carnivorousyandeere]

Bringing Them with You to the Doctor (ft The Werewolf Pack)

For Mazzy 💞

CW: hospitals, illness, drugs

Mason: more than willing to use his status as the Sheriff to try and get preferential treatment for you. He has the patience and talent to deal with medical companies and insurance to get any expenses from your visits slashed. If your medication is still too expensive, Mason will use every last drop of his money to ensure you get it. If he also has to skim some money from the police department’s budget, it is what it is. Mason would break any law to make sure you’re as safe and healthy as possible.

Hunter: a little on edge and snappy with other people in the hospital. The smells, sounds, people, and horrible fluorescent lights grate on his nerves. As it is, he’s already bristling at anybody who gets too close to you in the waiting room, and nurses just trying to prick your finger or give you a shot. Does his best to stay calm and collected for your sake, but heaven forbid the nurses and doctors don’t take you seriously— you’ll hear him giving them an earful out in the hallway. He wants to be at your side and hold your hand the whole time, and paces anxiously outside exam or operating rooms he’s not allowed in while you’re being treated. If your medication is too expensive, Hunter will find a way to steal some for you. No shame in it— it’s the company’s fault for valuing profit over people. Especially you— Hunter’s person.

Ace: voted most likely to get kicked out of the hospital for getting aggressive with doctors he feels aren’t treating you they way they ought to be. It’s a real shock to the emergency room staff that are used to him coming in with broken bones from fighting and things like that— when he’s the one being treated, he’s usually so nonchalant and carefree, even if his injuries are bad. He’s no stranger to stealing medications, and he will steal some for you. It might not be the exact ones you need (he’ll begrudgingly enlist Mason’s help to get those), but he’s certainly got some things that will ease your pain if you need it (nothing addictive though— he’d hate himself forever if something he gave you hurt you more).

Cyrus: extremely anxious in medical settings as well, from a childhood of mysterious health problems, lots of testing, and oftentimes being overlooked and dismissed by the very people who were supposed to help him. He’ll come with you, a silent shadow whose hands shake ever-so-slightly when he laces his pinky with yours to try and ground the both of you. The most likely to cry and assume the worst whenever there’s testing or procedures you need. Maybe not the best for comfort in the moment, but he at least understands what you’re feeling, and he’ll hold you close afterwards for as long as you need— and probably longer, for his own peace of mind.

Hana: not as steady as Mason, but not as anxious as Cyrus, Hana is a solid choice to bring with you to the hospital. She’s very practical when it comes to going with you to doctor’s appointments and the hospital. Brings some extra food either way, unless you’re instructed not to eat before a procedure. If the two of you go to the hospital, she’s probably going to also bring some extra clothes and a blanket in case it ends up being an overnight sort of stay. Hana will be quieter than usual, trying to avoid doing or saying anything that might stress you out more, but if you ask her to get your mind off things she’s got a lot of fun stories to distract you. She cuddles with you in the waiting room under the blanket she brought. Most likely to bring you a vase of flowers to brighten up your hospital room.

Mateo: hates everything about hospitals— it all brings him back to when he was little, visiting his grandparents while they were sick. All of the smells and strangers around scared him back then. With his stronger sense of smell as a werewolf, those scents can still make him nauseated. Mateo will come with you regardless, clinging to your side and making you sit in his lap as much as possible or vice versa the whole time. He’s definitely a complainer here, but it’s not in a guilt-tripping way to make you feel bad for asking him to come. The complaining is more to commiserate with you and let you know you’re not alone in your discomfort or crazy/weak/etc for being uncomfortable. He won’t bring up his grandparents or why she’s a little quieter and shakier than usual, though, unless you ask.

#oc Hana #oc Mateo #oc Mason #oc Hunter #oc Cyrus #oc ace #werewolf #yandere werewolf #werewolf pack #werewolves #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere cw

[pixiexbites]

#my post #pixiebites #mikey #shot by mazzy

[notmazikeen]

The Villain | Choso Kamo

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Mazikeen had been cooped up in her house for almost two weeks. Two weeks without going to parties, drinking, and trying to find her mystery man.

Maze was losing her mind. Taiga's parents were worried their daughter would get marked so she was out of the picture as well. It was complete torture to be watched 24/7.

"Mom please can I go see Taiga! The Red Death would have most likely killed me already. It's been forever since he scratched meeeeee!" Mazikeen whined.

Her mother was already annoyed with the constant whining from her daughter, every day since she has been locked inside, Mazikeen begs and begs to go out. "No Mazikeen! End of story!" Her mother sighed. She hated that her daughter could be killed at any given moment, but hearing her complain was better than her being dead.

Mazikeen rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Mom I will be fine!! Please!!"

"Mazikeen Tate! I said no! Not another word." Her mother raised her voice, sending Maze into shock. Her mother never yelled at her like this and it honestly hurt her feelings.

She stormed off to her room and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her. Maze threw herself onto her bed and shuffled to get under her covers. 'This is bullshit. I'm leaving one way or another.' Her thoughts even sounded like someone was screaming, Mazikeen was unbelievably upset.

She took her phone out from her pocket and scrolled through her messages to find Taiga. She quickly shot a text to her best friend.

"I'm gonna sneak out tonight to come over. You have booze? ;)"

Mazikeen turned on her back and looked at her ceiling, it was decorated in vines and fairy lights. It was nice to look at when she was upset, her favorite place to be was outside during night. The way the moon highlighted the ocean. The stillness, and serenity of being alone by the water was unmatched.

While she daydreamed a little longer she finally heard the ding she was waiting for.

"Mazzie... My parents are home and they are scared of you being here. We will meet up soon I pinky promise :((("

Mazikeen grew furious. "Why the fuck is everyone scared of me! Fuck you Red Death Dickhead." She snarled.

She left her friend on read and decided to turn her phone on do not disturb. She pulled her covers over her head and turned onto her side. Tears began forming in her eyes, she was not the type to cry over arguments like this but being cooped up in the house had driven her insane.

Mazikeen furrowed her brows and shut her eyes. 'Whatever I'm going to bed. Bullshit bullshit bullshit.' All she could think about was her mystery man. Why was someone that handsome alone? He definitely has a girlfriend?

As she daydreamed about the man she finally drifted off into a nap, with the covers over her head and her phone on silent, it was the perfect combination to a great nap.

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It was dark outside and the house was quiet, Mazikeen woke up from her three hour nap. More so a cat nap.

She threw her covers off her face and chest and sat upright in her bed. 'What time is it..?' Her brain foggy and out of it. She reached over her covers and grabbed her phone.

1:02 AM is what her phone read.

"Damn it's late..." She mumbled to herself. Surely her parents were sound asleep, it was way to quiet in the house.

She swung her feet to the edge of her bed and made her way to the door. She unlocked it and turned the knob all the way before opening, trying to make it as quiet as possible.

Once she opened the door she tiptoed her way to the kitchen, nobody was in the kitchen or living room. Although, she could hear her father snoring away in her parents room. She pumped his fist in the air and smirked.

Mazikeen hurried back to her room and softly closed her door. "I think I'm gonna go to the store and get some ice cream..." She mumbled to herself. She was always sneaking around but the fact that she had a bounty on her head made it more exciting.

She threw on a cropped shirt that had the words 'this cowgirl can ride' on it. Mazikeen never dared to wear this shirt in front of her parents but it was way too cute not to buy.

She rummaged around in her closet trying to find black pants to match her shirt. Even if she was sneaking out, she had to look cute if she got caught. Mazikeen decided on grabbing some black cargo pants and her white sneakers.

She walked in front of her mirror and smirked. She was cute as always. Maze turned to the side and admired her ass, "I wonder if I got a BBL it would make me look like an anime character?" She giggled at the thought and shook her head.

Looking around her room for her phone she lost in the covers, she quickly grabbed it and took a few mirror pictures before slipping it into her pocket.

"Now where is my wallet?" She furrowed her brows and aimlessly looked around her room. It was on her nightstand where it always is, but Mazikeen was always the type to forget.

Her body jumped up a bit as she saw her wallet, "There you are!" She quietly exclaimed.

She shoved her wallet into her other pocket and exhaled, hoping to get her excitement and anxiety to pipe down.

"It's now or never..." Her expression was calm, but she was bouncing up and down with anticipation and honestly, fear. She knew this was extremely dangerous but she needed human interaction that wasn't her parents or Cassie.

Mazikeen made her way to her window and unlocked the latches ever so slowly it was about to drive her insane. She winced as one of the locks made a loud clicking noise. She froze in her spot and looked at her door, waiting to see lights in the living room. Nothing. Good thing her parents room was on the other side of the house.

She lifted her window up and crawled out of the window. She tried to squeal quietly as she had successfully gotten outside. Mazikeen then shoved a hand towel from her window seal and placed it under the window, so she could get back inside later.

Mazikeen looked around and bolted. The store was about a mile down the street, it was actually a little chilly tonight. It wasn't usually this cold this time of year. It made her on edge, something felt weird. She brushed it off as nerves from sneaking out.

The street lights were incredibly dim and it was a very humbling walk for her. In all honesty she was scared of the dark. The Red Death having it out for her, only made her fear worse.

She made it to the gas station, finally. She walked inside and looked around, as if she didn't already know what she wanted.

She happily grabbed herself some ice cream and a blue gatorade. Walking up to the counter, she noticed a shadow moving along the building tops across the street. Her fear was growing... 'What the fuck...?' She had to get her mind straight.

She shook her head and gave a warm smile to the cashier. "Is this all ma'am?" The fragile older woman asked Maze.

"Yes ma'am." She responded, trying to hide the shakiness in her voice. The cashier nodded and scanned her items. They exchanged a bit of small talk before Mazikeen paid.

"Have a lovely night Miss!" Mazikeen said to the older woman before walking out of the store.

Mazikeen took her drink out of the plastic bag and opened the lid, the cracking noise of the plastic made her jump. She rolled her eyes at herself, how embarrassing she was being.

Suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. A government agency patrol car was headed down the street. "Fuck..!" She blurted out. Fuck indeed, she was about to get grounded for a long time. Well, if she got caught.

Her eyes darted around and she ran between two buildings. Not even thinking about where she was going. She ran behind the buildings, leading into an enclosed alleyway. 'Fuck if they saw me run back here I'm definitely getting caught.' She whined.

She peeked around the buildings edge and saw the patrol car carry on their route. She wiped pretend sweat off her forehead. "Whew, I'm a fucking genius." She smirked at her witty thinking.

"I wouldn't be so sure. Mazikeen."

A deep and husky voice whispered behind her. The voice was altered with what seemed to be a voice changer. She immediately knew who it was. Her heart dropped into her ass and she widened her eyes. She couldn't physically move, her body went into panic mode.

"W-Who is i-it...!" She gasped out. She slowly got herself to turn around. As soon as she saw the red glowing eyes, she almost peed her pants.

"Don't act all stupid now." He growled. "I'm Red Death Dickhead right?"

Her body grew weak, she was going to pass out, but no she couldn't. She had to fight for herself. How in the hell did he know that? She called him that in the safety of her own room. 'Oh fuck! Was he watching me through my fucking window again?!' Her body started to cower down against the wall of the building.

"H-How do you know that!" She blurted out. She could barely make sense of what was actually happening right now. Choso stepped a bit closer to the girl. She looked like a wolf cowering in fear next to a giant bear.

Choso chuckled at her remark. "I know everything. You can't run away from me now Mazikeen."

Her eyes darted around and she spotted a chain link fence on the other side of the alley. Without thinking, she sprinted to the fence. Choso just turned his body and watched as the frantic girl managed to run.

He let out a low growl and shook his head. There was no way a girl her size could escape him. He liked to tease his victims though. Give them a sense of hope. Even if he wasn't going to kill Mazikeen obviously, he wanted to see her abilities.

Mazikeen struggled to climb the fence, her shoes were to bulky and they kept getting caught, her life was flashing before her eyes. She was going to die.

Since it was dark she didn't notice the barbed wired on the top of the fence. She reached to grab the top and cut her arm, she yelped in pain and fell backwards onto the ground.

"Fuck me!" She growled out, blood was dripping down her arm and she had tears in her eyes.

Choso rolled his eyes under his mask and scoffed. "Poor thing, you can't even climb a fence." He mockingly teased.

He began walking towards her, she finally snapped out of her trance and the adrenaline kicked in. She was not going to go down without a fight.

She scrambled to grab her wallet, a pocket knife hidden in one of the pockets. She grabbed the knife and leaned against the fence to help herself stand up.

"I'm not going to die tonight." She snarled. Her parents taught her self defense, and this was her only moment of actually having to use it. She knew she needed to expend all of her abilities to at least injure him.

"Hmmm you might not princess." His tone was playful almost. It shocked Mazikeen but she couldn't let her guard down again.

She opened up her knife and stood in a defensive position. "Come on dickhead." She huffed out.

He smirked under his mask and slowly walked towards her. A red glow came from his palm, it formed a knife. 'What the fuck!!! I didn't know he could do that shit!!!' Her eyes widened and she shook her head,

'I have to stay alive.'

#jjk #jjk edit #jjk fanart #jjk smut #jjk x reader #choso jjk #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso #choso jujutsu kaisen #jjk choso #choso kamo #choso smut #choso smut fic #choso villain #choso is so fine #choso fanfiction #choso kamo villain #notmazikeen #wattpad #fan fic writing #fan fic commissions #the villain choso

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

Stephanie Brown's Playlist💜 (Circa 2011)

50 songs that I think our punk rock Batgirl listened to during Bryan Q. Miller's run (also none are sung by men🖕):

Anything but Ordinary by Avril Lavigne

For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic by Paramore

Miss Nothing by The Pretty Reckless

I Don't Love You by My Chemical Romance

All the Things She Said by t.A.T.u.

She's So Gone by Lemonade Mouth

Breath (2AM) by Anna Nalick

Torn by Ednaswap

Fade Into You by Mazzy Star

Everyone's Fool by Evanescence

I Am the Only One by We Are the Fallen

Breathe by Michelle Branch

Pieces of Me by Ashlee Simpson

Better Than Revenge by Taylor Swift

How Do You Love Me Now by Hey Monday

Bridges by Courage My Love

Take Me Away by Avril Lavigne

All Around Me by Flyleaf

Wasting Away by Tonight Alive

Make a Move by Icon For Hire

Love Bites (So Do I) by Halestorm

Rumor Mill by We Are the In Crowd

Roots Before Branches by Room for Two

Coming Down by Dum Dum Girls

Bury Me Alive by We Are the Fallen

Rock N Roll by Avril Lavigne

Never Let Me Go by Florence and the Machine

I'm Not Okay (I Promise) by My Chemical Romance

Try by P!nk

Celebrity Skin by Hole

Bang Bang Bang Bang by Sohodolls

Hurricane by Bridget Mendler

Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal) by Fergie

Closer to Fine by Indigo Girls

Dreams by The Cranberries

Rebel Girl by Bikini Kill

Just a Girl by No Doubt

Alone by Heart

Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper

Seventeen by Marina and the Diamonds

My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson

Careful by Paramore

You Don't Know Me by Elizabeth Gillies

Freak Like Me by Halestorm

Bad Reputation by Joan Jett

Real Gone by Sheryl Crow

Kiss Me by Six Pence No Richer

The Chain by Ingrid Michaelson

My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne

Didn't add nearly enough Avril "I never said I was punk" Lavigne.

Steph coded albums?

Stephanie Brown was most definitely a pop-punk girlie at heart. I feel like she'd SO identify with how Avril Lavigne described herself: "I think that I'm just a rock chick. I like to rock out. I like to throw shit around. I like to go nuts. I like to lose myself on stage. I like to scream, I like to holler, I like to yell. And...I like to get my anger out."

Evidence:

Post-Crisis ended in 2011 and Steph was 19-20, so she was born in 1991 and must have listened to a lot of 2000s and late 90s stuff.

She loves wearing flannels, boyish jackets, beanies, and tucked in shirts.

She gives hella bisexual vibes.

In high school, she partied in old factories, subway tunnels and rooftops with "her crowd" (her words). Her friend Bailey seemed to be into punk rock.

But she doesn't have much of a campus life at university which has more fratty, middle class people; less were "her crowd" (she was struggling with uni expenses).

Women-led pop-punk and rock seems to explore a lot of themes that would mean something to Steph.

She was a working class latchkey kid and times were tough on her growing up.

She grew up fast; she had to care for her mother and she had a child at 16 whom she gave up for adoption.

A LOT of men around her have made her life a living hell. Her dad sucks. Her exes suck.

Don't forget, she's a talented pianist too.

And the important piece of evidence, she was into sk8er boi Tim Drake.

#punk rock batgirl #kick ass take names love purple #stephanie brown #batgirl #robin #metas #music #music taste #pop punk #punk rock #batfam #bat family #batman #batman and robin #dc comics #comics

[lorircreates]

Thank you so much for the tag, @jerzwriter 🥰 This is such a lovely idea! I miss writing Valentine's Day fics for my OTPs, but due to health issues, I just have energy to answer this tag and share some headcanons:

Liam and Jade celebrated Valentine's Day with a romantic dinner in Valtoria. They had a band playing live for them, Jade sang All I Need (Christina Aguilera) to Liam and Liam (who loves a classic music but is learning more about popular ones) asked the band to play And I Love Her (The Beatles) while he slow danced with his queen.

The odds of Logan and Carla being together on Valentine's Day were slim (though they have plans for a proper celebration some other time). Logan spent the night listening Blue Eyes (Elton John). Carla, on the other hand, listened to Wrong Places (H.E.R.) on repeat while looking through a memory box filled with photos, movie tickets, napkins of places they went together.

Hayden and Natasha went on a trip to Vermont, prepared themselves a romantic dinner at the cabin they rented until Sunday while listening to their favourite ballads like Wonderful Tonight (Eric Clapton) and (Best Part (Daniel Caeser ft. H.E.R.).

Jax and Samantha spent the night at a karaoke bar singing and drinking (tequila shots, obviously) together. Jax sang Always (Bon Jovi) to Samantha and Sam dedicated/sang Love on The Brain (Rihanna) to him.

Rafael and Evelyn surely had a fun night going out to dance. Evelyn now knows how to dance samba, so they danced to O Que É Amor (Maria Rita) and listened to Es Por Ti (Juanes) on their way home because it's one of Evelyn's all time faves.

Last but not least, my AU babes: Annabelle and Veronica went to a pub, drank until they could barely walk, played pool and air hockey. On the way back home, both of them asked the Uber driver play Annabelle's fave song Fade Into You (Mazzy Star) and Veronica's fave Cuide Bem Do Seu Amor (Paralamas do Sucesso).

Hamid and Daphne also went on a trip (to Copenhagen). They went skiing during the day and at night they had a very cozy dinner by the fire while listened to a collaborative playlist they have for date nights and another romantic moments. Hamid's latest addition to their playlist was Paris In The Rain (Lauv) and Daphne's was A Sorta Fairytale (Tori Amos).

Tagging @peonierose @missameliep @lilyoffandoms @princess-geek @noesapphic @havenroyals @sazanes @lizzybeth1986 and anyone who wants to share their OTPs Valentine's Day songs

#happy valentine's day #one day late but 💕 #i wish i had energy to make some moodboards but ugh i'm so tired 😩 #stupid dengue fever 😒 #Spotify

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okay thought about it some more and here's a more comprehensive list, not numbered, in no particular order, best songs:

cherry colored funk, cocteau twins

alright, kendrick lamar

star witness, neko case

salinas, laura marling

angelene, pj harvey

linger, the cranberries

come together, the beatles

jolene, dolly parton

wesley's theory, kendrick lamar

folsom prison blues, johnny cash

strange fruit, nina simone

superstition, stevie wonder

halo, beyonce

all mirrors, angel olsen

vitamin c, can

cheat codes, black thought & danger mouse

come down, anderson .paak

personal jesus, depeche mode

purple haze, jimi hendrix

fast car, tracy chapman

winter is all over you, first aid kit

what the writer meant, hop along

zombie, the cranberries

all along the watchtower, jimi hendrix

tightrope, elo

lilac wine, nina simone

money trees, kendrick lamar

don't hurt yourself, beyonce

wild time, weyes blood

tenochtitlan, mon laferte

ain't no sunshine, bill withers

sophia, laura marling

west coast, lana del rey

the piano, pj harvey

glory box, portishead

into dust, mazzy star

keep the streets empty, fever ray (biased to the live version)

maneater, nelly furtado

I feel love, donna summer

match bet, squid

blacker the berry, kendrick lamar

undine, laura marling

sweet dreams, euythmics

dream on, aerosmith

screen shot, swans

water fountain, tune yards

degausser, brand new

door, caroline polachek

highest bidder, fantastic negrito

andromeda, weyes blood

moonlight, kali uchis

false hope, laura marling

everything in it's right place, radiohead

furnace room lullaby, neko case

back to black

#t #ht #htl #music #YES money trees is on here argue with your momma

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Interview With a Writer

Thank you @humanpurposes for your time to answer my questions about your amazing story 💜 This is just a continuation of my Interview With a Writer series. You can go to masterlist and read the other amazing, talented, wonderful authors that I have spoken with, getting a BTS of their brilliant minds and their stories on Tumblr and ao3.

Dividers by @saradika 💜

Name: humanpurposes

Story: My Heart Belongs to Daddy

Paring: modern!Aemond x step-daughter

Warnings: 18+, angst, smut, daddy kink, spanking, degradation, questionable relationship dynamics, infidelity, mentions of grief/loss, no underage elements.

So, when did you start writing?

I've always had an interest in stories, whatever form they take, books, films, plays, ideas in my head. Since I was a kid I've loved exploring different creative outlets, writing being one of them.

I think I first really started to realise I was decent at it when I did creative writing at school, it was the one subject I just 'got'. As a teenager I tried writing fanfiction and originals (which were all terrible and never saw the light of day), and to be honest, my interest in writing dwindled while I was doing A Levels and uni.

Then last year, out of nowhere, I managed to finish a one-shot for The Sandman (which I never posted and lost rip). Then House of the Dragon happened, Aemond Targaryen appeared on my screen and the rest is history! So really it's only in the last year I've considered myself 'a writer'.

Where did the plot for My Heart Belongs to Daddy come from?

One thing about me is that I'm highly susceptible to peer pressure, so when people were asking for a part 2, I was like "of course!" ...cut to me sitting in front of my laptop for hours trying to conjure up a plot.

I knew I wanted it to be quite an emotional series, because while hooking up with your mum's boyfriend is a fun gimmick for a one-shot, I really wanted to get deeper into all the dynamics and relationships at play. I knew I wanted Alys to have her moment, I was really adamant that she wasn't going to be a villain, and I had the scene outside the club on New Years Eve in my head. From there, I kinda came up with Aemond's backstory, him having a crush on her when they were younger and harbouring those feelings. It all just kinda fell into place from there.

I have to say as well, it was kind of inspired by Normal People; just two people struggling to navigate their feelings. And I love it because it sounds like such a simple premise, but there are so many complexities to it.

Expand on your interpretation of Aemond. What drives him? Why is he the way he is in MHBTD?

MHBTD Aemond is very much intended to mirror the Aemond we see in the show, minus the dragon and the war crimes.

He's studious, a perfectionist, a very imposing but understated presence. The relationship with his family is very much the same too. He sees himself as more capable than his siblings, is overlooked by his father and overshadowed by Rhaenyra and the Strong boys, so he is very much driven by a want to prove himself and live up to the legacy of his family.

He also takes on the burden of being Alicent's golden child, which he kinda botches when he messes up a contract with Storm's End, and ends up feeling more alienated by the only person who really values him. That's where Alys comes in and gives him a way to escape all of that.

So I really tried to translate his character into a modern setting in a way that would be believable, but I didn't want to lose what makes Aemond Targaryen, "Aemond Targaryen."

Was there anything in specific that inspired your Reader portrayal?

Well, this was actually the first reader/nameless character fic I've written. Generally I tend to write original characters for a series. I mean real talk though, a lot of her character is inspired by me, like her interest in history and the love for Lana Del Rey and Mazzy Star, but if you can't self indulge when writing a fanfiction, when can you?

But it was interesting for me trying to write her as someone who is easy to project onto, but also, I hope, has a lot of depth. She has a lot of conflicts going on in her head, her dependence on Aemond and her guilt she feels lying to Alys, knowing pursuing a relationship is wrong, trying to break away, only to be pulled back in... so the more I wrote, the more she became her own person.

What is your take on her relationship with Aemond? Do you feel she complements Aemond?

I think they compliment each other quite well, but there are a lot of things at play here.

So on a basic level, they have similar personalities, not particularly outgoing but not exactly shy either, they both have a quiet confidence. They have similar interests, did similar subjects at uni, that kind of thing.

But I think their differences go together well too. Aemond is ambitious and eager to prove himself, whereas she can be a bit more grounded. There's also an element of codependency to their relationship. True to canon, Aemond likes to be in control and she compliments that well (better than Alys does), and they both have moments where they struggle with loneliness and latch onto each other as a result.

There are a lot of external factors that make the whole situation very very complicated. They suck at communication and obviously, he dated her mother.

But ultimately, they both want each other enough to keep going back. I think it's like that age of question of 'is love enough?'

What was your outline process for this? Did you always know how this story was going to end?

I always write with an end point in mind. For me anyway, I need to know what I'm working towards. In my head it was always going to end with her knowing that while being with Aemond probably isn't the right choice, she does it anyway because she can't say no to him.

And again talking about realism, I really didn't see it having a fairytale ending, because even though they'll be in Oldtown together, they won't be able to hide their relationship from their families forever.

Do you think there will be a sequel? Or something else you are working on next?

As much as I've loved working on this series, I am ready to work on some other stuff.

I have two series which I'm currently updating, a canon era Aemond fic called Karma is a God, and a Tom Bennett mini series called Just for a Moment.

I also have some one-shots in the works and I'm looking to get back to updating an Osferth fic which I started in May and haven't updated since!

That being said... I did have an idea for an epilogue which I'm kinda obsessed with. But we'll see how long it takes me to get round to it 🤭

Last question! Do you have any fanfic recommendations?

That's so hard to just pic one!

I have to shout out my girl Sam @randomdragonfires and her story Invisible String. I love the dynamic she created between Aemond and the reader, only to leave me utterly devastated with the ending! Sam is so talented I love her writing style and the voices she gives the characters, everything she writes is gold.

Also, I feel like I'll never shut up about it but Now I'm Covered In You by @inthedayswhenlandswerefew was just incredible. I cannot tell you how much of a chokehold that fic had on me. The tension, the politics, the drama, the yearning between Aemond and Ivy! I was on the edge of my seat for all 10 Chapters.

I'm obsessed with medieval history, it is literally my perfect fic.

#iwaw #iwaw13 #writing community #bts #of their brilliant writing