#there r other things i wonder too like did b know that by not running away far enough he'd die? i really do need 2 rewatch ruina

[smokewars]

one hokma line that always really stuck w me was "when i no longer feared the impending night, i chose to love this place" theres just something so poignant about it. at first i was wondering what day he meant but now i realise he's most definitely talking about how he has to die every reset. and he said he used to fear it too. how could he not? he was most loyal to a, but now he's the last one running away from him. he couldn't stand being a part of his self-destructive plan anymore. and feared in past tense implied he always knew it was coming with each reset. this went on for... thousands of years

with how he keeps his memories for every one of them, sometimes i wonder how he reacts to angela. do you think he quickly got used to it and just sat there waiting for her? pre-suppression its pretty clear that hokma has resigned himself to this and is completely fine doing it over and over again. he chose to love that place because it was the only thing he could really do. its what his mentor wanted and when has he ever gone against that?

#lobotomy corporation #hokma #not including it in the post bc idk where to fit it but angela apologising b4 killing him and saying its what her creator ordered her 2 do #is fucking MISERABLE. and a never even seeing b's final moments until abel forcibly showed it to him. he ignored it and turned a blind eye #to it like he does w everything.. like thats how b's treated for his unconditional love 4 him. being ordered 2 die by the man he loved #anyway. ignoring the impending night / impending day parallels that are probably there somewhere.. #there r other things i wonder too like did b know that by not running away far enough he'd die? i really do need 2 rewatch ruina #hey edit i just realised something so obvious. b dies bc of the tt2 protocol. hokma has to command that in the facility. god okay.... #and like. also wouldnt it have to be him who manually resets every single loop? everyday the horrors get worse and worse #text #meta

[thegoldenelite]

The number of times I've watched bte 348 is ridiculous, but i can't stop watching it...

#it's like c ocomelon to m e #the part that really kills m e tho is when k enny a pologizes to h angman. wondering if h angman could ever forgive him #because i know for a fact that k enny doesn't forgive himself for what he did. #it's part of the reason why he took so long to make up with h angman. he was anger too but also #the guilt. he did the same thing with i bushi. he couldn't talk about him for very long without wanting to change the subject #but also he couldn't face i bushi (in the hallway) bc of the guilt he felt for betraying him #(as well as other thing of course but i'm focusing on the guilt) #like we know k enny STILL hasn't forgiven himself for that. When h angman betrayed the b uck #(grabbed nick's leg so the b ucks would lose their chance to c hallenge for the tag belts) #k enny was asked what he thought about it and he said something like: this is something h angman will have to #live with for the rest of his l ife. #this implies k enny STILL feels remorse for stopping i bushi from winning the i wgp belt 5 years later(8 now). Even tho i bushi forgave him #well before their reunion at new y ear's d ash #what i'm saying is that he did so much to h angman. i can understand why this reunion took so long. how could k enny face him after that. #probably in that time believing he didn't deserve h angman back in his lifetoo. As well as his forgiveness/etc(again did the same w i bushi #i could see k enny never fully forgiving himself for the things he did to h angman :(. (he did sign a contract in h angman's b lood) #he also didn't forgive h angman which is so v alid too. their tag run is s ad/tough to watch. k enny trying everything to make #their tag t eam work cause he c ares about h angman and tag t eams but h angman just not being there for it. oof #the thing that surprised me tho was that k enny a pologized first. i thought it would be a while till either did but no. #i believe k enny learned from the past. a pologize now. talk it out. and work on the r elationship TOGETHER. that's g rowth :'). #oh man didn't mean to r ant about k enny's guilt and how he's done this all before do you still think im h- #no but i l ove over a nalyzing w restling m en lol. this ep was full of interesting #i nteractions. i know we were all focused on the nod but this ep delivered on so much more than that. #rin posting #i thinks it's why i couldn't be mad at k enny not mentioning h angman throughout this feud. it would just be too p ainful for him to do so #he l oves/c ares about his ex s too much. a ctually #does any of this make sense. shrugs. #anyway lol.

[shower-phantom-ideas]

You guys just don’t understand

You can’t even begin to grasp the amount of pranks Danny could pull on super heros (is that one words? Superheros?)

Added a read more because I hate long posts

Danny as a ghost is so powerful. Like our boy can walk through walls, disappear, and fly! Do you even grasp how much more unique he is than the others guys??

Jokes aside just imagine if you will. Danny could leave batburger cups next to Batman all the time (he comes back later to toss em out of Big ol B doesn’t)

Like hell we talk about Danny just showing up basically stalking the heros but ok hear me out. He didn’t mean to figure out Batmans identity ok but he was in the right place at the right time and over heard some stuff. Now he follows Bruce Wayne around instead. Always spitting out if a batburger cup. Maybe Bruce makes eye contact with him and one time Danny just leans his drink out to as one does to offer a sip xD the man is horrified.

For the ?Robins? The other bats maybe he leaves gifts of sorts. Stuff they would like made from his ice or something. He can understand becoming a hero young and most (if not all) of them did that. He plays favourites with the younger Heros for sure. But hes still making them have there “God?? Is that you” moments like everyone else.

Hell he could follow Superman around and always make his cape flow against the wind and the Hero wouldn’t know wtf is going on. Maybe Superman hears a very slight snickering maybe but the prank is harmless enough so why worry too much. I mean it’s probably bad someone can do this without getting detected till they give themselves away by laughing but nothing harmful yet. (Yet would emphasise Batman)

I don’t know anything about GreenArrow but I assume he uses a bow and arrow so I could imagine Danny grabbing his arrows and making them fly in crazy wild paths before hitting their mark.

Idk honestly how he would fuck with GreenLatern besides like using his ghost powers to try and one up his ring. Like Lantern makes a shield? Danny makes a better one next to it or in front of it. Tbh it’s actually helping Danny get better at his powers so he does this a lot rip Hal (I did not know he was played by Ryan Reynolds maybe ill watch the newer movie)

He refuses to mess with Wonder Woman because the Phandom has told me she is his fav thus he refuses to prank her. He respects her too much and is a huge enough fan that hes too nervous to even approach. Thus she thinks she is this pranksters least favourite since she is never bothered.

Aqua-man (thx for the correction siri) is pretty fun to prank because Danny can follow the man underwater. Idk anything about science of it but imagine Danny like making a space he can talk in with his ice powers (making a bubble of sorts) to make spooky noises at ?Arthur? (R we seriously going with Arthur in this one?) like I assume without actual fish related powers, or with them I havent seen any thing aquaman, you can’t talk underwater. But also if Danny figures out his real name hes 100% gonna be playing the Hey Arthur theme at this man all the time.

He just lowkey overshadows cyborg. Not in a controlling way but just along for the ride kinda way. He was gonna make remarks about his tech but ended up being stunned by how good it is. “Fam I aint gonna lie. I came here to follow you around and make comments like a streamer but your tech is crazy cool. I mean you could have saved a little room with a more compact cooling unit but I mean this is probably some of the best stuff I have seen outside my family!” Or something idk. Maybe he goes full on antman in coldwar

As for the Flash thats pretty simple. He doesn’t let the Flash run from him. I don’t think Danny could keep up with the Flash at all. Like man cants have everyones powers (can’t he tho) but he just hangs on and pretends to have followed. I mean hes invisible the whole time so not like anyone can see lmao though if (idk who the flash is? So ill use Barry cause thats why google say) if Barry goes too fast he might get Danny to give up the game cause boy is on the side vomiting. Barry is pretty smug about probably being the first to throw the prankster for a loop but Danny is just on the side like “how can you go that fast and not be sick dude”

Like tbh I was gonna just make a list of pranks he pulls on Batman but yall seem to enjoy the Justice League so here go off I guess.

Honestly I had to charge my phone so I forget a lot of the post rip this kne

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dpxdc #why is this happening you ask? #well Amity Park got destroyed by GIW and Danny can’t go back to the Zone because Vlad destroyed his whole place and moved to avoid the GIW #so Danny is doing anything to keep his mind off it #not the healthiest of mechanisms but hes like 14 or 16 so whats he know #jazz would know but shes dead (I hate killing off jazz tbh) #following around these Heros is all he has to do to keep himself distracted #plus it helps feel his protective obbsession because he can help a little here and there #I know I make the danny follows the heros around posts a lot but theres a reason for it #danny feels like such a failure so he wants to learn from them #he needs to learn from them #he has to do better he has to get better so he wont loose everything again #oop hope yall don’t read my tags it’s a mess in here

[lenasprouts-words]

olderbrother!skz headcanons :3

gn!reader with a scenerio w menstruation in changbin’s! maknae line

i want an older brother… anyways

bang chan

oh ho ho you KNOW hes gonna be super duper protective of u

like nuh uh the kids can NOT meet you

but u still get to hang out w maknae + jin line (closer to their age)

age gap is like three years or smth so

his parents adopted you when he was four and u were one

movie nights every weekend frfr

or atleast movie nights on call

and whenever you got tea, he’s on the ready

best best advice, like, ever

sometimes you wonder if this is his nineteenth life or smth

so wise

you painted a mug for him once

no one is allowed to touch it

it has its place in the gym bros’ dorm

sometimes picks you up and runs when your talking to someone

and if you ignore him he’ll start cuddling up to you

’channie get tf away go annoy seungmin or whatever im studying’

gives you nicknames like ‘buggy bear’ and ‘baby duck’

makes you learn languages with him

when he learned ikaw for manila, ph concert he showed you first

bc he knows you like listening to tagalog

he has videos of you singing and falls asleep to it when he gets homesick

lets you listen to his unreleased songs and tracks on his laptop

you got to make one that one time at home too

you send little messages to him thru out the day

and scold him when he’s up working

you know bc he gave you his location

you bought his bubble and constantly tease him

when he comes home he takes you and berry to the aquarium

he picks you up and spins you when yall hug

its the funnest thing ever

will not hesitate to bring up that time you ate hamster poop thinking it was choco chips

lee know

okay he’d be really scary to your friends but like a cat around you

your age gap b like, one or two years

he annoys you about anything

crushes, enemies, good animes or mangas

stuff like that

in turn you bug him about the members

’whats jisung like when hes sick’ ‘oh do you know innie’s plans are tomorrow’

he finds your hyunjin pc collection and blows your phone up

but his hugs are so nice and warm

he holds you by the shoulders and his hands go down your back

eventually he starts tickling you

but you use the self defense moves he’s been teaching you

one of your middle school friends had a crush on him

they were flabbergasted when you walked home together

buys you things that remind you of him

and leaves it on your window sill/table/bed

his favorite hoodie is the bunny w the middle finger bc you gave it to him

makes your lunch for you and leaves slightly passive aggressive notes in them, still sweet tho

although once you got a note that said

’give me back my hoodie or i’ll shove a water bottle up your asshole. xoxo lino hyung’ that was for jisung

once decided to pick you up from work to get sushi

your coworkers were like

’wow i didnt know they had a boyfriend’

you cried laughing hearing that and so did min

teased you about the fanfic you wrote when you were thirteen

and you tease him about the 2PM shrine he had

obviously you both r cat ppl

so he takes you to cat cafe dates all the time

insists on paying and saying you’ll pay next time

sends random ass pics on tour all the time

changbin

he absolutely cherishes you

like holds you up like a trophy infront of his friends all the time

youre two-three years apart from each other

he loves loves giving you piggy back rides

also loves squeezing the life out of you

youre the one he goes to when he buys something

and he’s the one you go to for relationship advice

once you took him to an amusement park

your camera roll was full of blackmail

tens of millions of inside jokes

one of the kids will fix their hair and you’ll both burst out laughing

bc once changbin ran into a pole fixing his hair

your ultimate group is newjeans so you went to a fansign

and got bin a signed teddybear

he cried when you gave it

he constantly tells you to be safe

when your going somewhere

’bye baby cub (nickname lol), be safe have fun love ya!’

when you need a little pick me up

he comes to you with your favorite ice cream flavor and his laptop

your emergency contact

one of your friends has to text him and he gets super suspicious

’cub who tf is this? why were they texting me?’

almost started a whole ass fight

its okay tho he apologized and bought chocolate

constantly tells you to go to bed early bc he doesn’t want you to ‘become like channie-hyung’

will run to get you what you need

if you got your period and arent prepared he’ll know

just sprints to the nearest cvs

even cleans up your nasty bedsheets bc u leaked

’oh dont worry cub i can handle it’

your on his close friends list on instagram

most times its just dedications to you that he puts on his story

hyunjin

his day one frfr

like your only a year apart so your tight asf

his hugs will be gentle but so warm

bear hugs>>>>

his huge ass hands will totally go around your neck for comfort

he also digs his face into your shoulder

he paints many things for you

like he’ll also give you his unfinished projects when he’s sick of them

shines when you compliment him

teaches you choreos and lets you make up some

dyes your hair often too

spa nights where its just the two of you with a movie of your choice in the bg

those are the days where you can just. let go

tea gets spilt. i mean like, you know absolutely everything abt the other atp

spontaneous karoake nights

he gets worried when you drink tho

’noooo what if you fall on your face and then it gets ruined!!’

when he’s tired or down tho

one of the members text you and you come over with your comfort box you packed for these situations

face masks, iced americanos, watermelons, fluffy blankets, llama eye masks for sleeping, an air purifier, room spray, and a huge hoodie and sweatpants/shorts bc he probs did NOT shower in his funk

when he goes home you take walks together and catch up

also you just. really like smelling his room

it smells like flowers and the perfume your late grandfather used

gifts you things from versace

his favorite colors are black and white; yours are brown and grey

picture wall of polaroids w photos u took together

you stream his music 24/7

he writes sad sad songs abt missing you

worse than hannie and his break up songs 😭

working on the maknae line!

#skz #skz headcanons #stray kids #bang chan #lee know #lee minho #changbin #seo changbin #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin

[kenobicoffee]

Lavender Haze (by @kenobicoffee) a josh x reader fic (18+ MDNI)

A/N: It’s taken forever, but it’s here! Yay! Lemme know what I can do to get better, and leave a comment if you liked it!

Word Count: 3k, ~20 min read

Outline: You and Josh are getting high and watching music videos when you both get a little bit too turned on. Passionate making out leads to Josh asking very politely to eat you out while sitting on the couch as he jerks himself off to completion.

Trigger Tags: cussing, drug use (weed), period sex, oral - f receiving, masturbation, praise kink, sub Josh if you squint

Vibe Tags: romantic, eye contact, the FLUFFiest of smut, goofy ahh shenanigans, heavy musician vibes, lots of foreplay (patience is a virtue) theatrekid!Josh, poetry💕

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“This is officially worse than the blankets,” you said as the soft Tennessee rain pattered away while the last track of an LP faded with a click. Josh sat up from his reclined position on the couch next to you, the warm glow of a lamp forming a halo around his sepia curls.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean,” he retorted, his buzz accentuating the midwestern drawl. He took another lazy drag of the joint you two had been sharing for the evening, and you shifted to look at him. Your gaze fell on the curve of his profile, and as he exhaled, you wondered for the millionth time what angelic painting he’d fallen out of to bring him here. Just seeing him lie there in the light of the evening made that pit in your stomach travel lower and lower, and you had to look away before your mind wandered too far where it shouldn’t go.

“Oh nothing,” you teased, arms crossed, “Just that I’m always cold at two a.m. when I wake up to find Puck has stolen all my blankets.”

It was this kind of banter that made him feel like home to you, like all of human history and art encapsulated his smile.

“How dare you besmirch the name of Mr. Goodfellow?” His voice had a regal air that might have sounded Shakespearian had his eyes not been half shut. “In this house? Blasphemy!”

“Joshua Michael, you are hogging that joint, and you know it.”

You stretched out your hand as he took one last dramatic pull, making sure to look extra innocent as he exhaled.

“I’m sorry mama,” he grinned, murmuring apologetically. “I’ll be good now, I promise. You want me to put another record on?”

“Absolutely not,” you said, “You’ll scratch it like you did the Bon Iver EP.”

He shrugged amiably and reached for the tv remote, “Guess we’ll do it the old fashioned way then.”

After several slow-motion clicks, he managed to open the Youtube app and a lyric visualizer for a psychedelic pop group began to play. You closed your eyes and breathed in deep, your nervous system beginning to level out for the first time in a week. With a heavy exhale, you started to melt into the cushions.

An arm pushed behind your back and around your midsection, and before you could register, Josh had nestled himself under your arm with his head on your chest. Instinctually you played with his curls, running your nails up the nape of his neck to just below his t-shirt collar. He hummed in approval of your light touch.

Soon, a down-tempo r&b tune was playing, and you felt him pick his head up slightly to look at the screen, “Oh shit, I forgot how incredible this music video is.” Your eyes fluttered open, nearly bothered by the interruption of your meditative state.

Colors and bodies flashed in and out of frame, and the characters leaned closer and closer till they were nearly on top of each other. They swayed and clung to each other's waists while a breathy vocalist sang of a need for touch, a desire to be felt. It was the kind of softcore thing you couldn’t quite pull away from, and you could see he was watching intently too.

“I love your algorithms–they don’t make any fucking sense,” you chimed in, hoping your nonchalant tone would hide how much you secretly enjoyed the mood shift.

Without breaking his focus from the screen, he began to run his fingers on your stomach, mirroring your scratches to his head and neck. “I can’t be defined, babydoll,” he responded, his delivery maddeningly vague. “You know the same production team worked on the video for…”

You lent an ear while he spiraled off on a tangent, seemingly unaware of the amount of lust that was building in you simply from hearing him speak. He was intoxicating, and even as blurry as you were, you couldn’t deny how welcome his touch felt. With every pass of his palm further up your torso, you hoped he’d overreach and graze your breast. And why not? You thought to yourself, What’s so different about tonight?

You surreptitiously shifted your body lower beneath him, the devil on your shoulders’ voice becoming almost unbearable. By the third or fourth song your pulse had quickened not insignificantly, and thoughts of him running his hand underneath your shirt to find your hardening nipples there had replaced all fuzzy exhaustion.

You tried to recall why a nagging feeling in the back of your mind kept steering you away, but it was all turning up blank in the thick cloud of dopamine. Still, you knew it couldn’t be nothing, and decided on compromise: One little kiss, that’s all. He’s not even paying attention. And so you brushed the curls away from his forehand and laid a deep kiss there. He was so warm against your lips it felt nearly impossible to break away, but as you did he quickly lifted his gaze to meet yours.

His lips parted softly as if to say something, then all at once they were on yours, moving with grace and hunger as you tugged gently on each other. He sat up straighter, lips never leaving yours as he balanced his weight on top of you. Your hands pressed firmly into his lower back, willing his pelvis to roll against yours, and you felt that same heat starting to build beneath his boxer briefs too.

You wanted to feel him, to hold his slight waist close to yours and run your fingers down his back till his whole body was covered in chills and desire. He broke temporarily from your lips and sighed as you ran your fingers from the nape of his neck all the way down to his tailbone. His chest pressed against yours and anchored you to the moment—two souls sharing a singular fluttering heartbeat.

His solid hands held your back and you reached to hang your arms around his neck. The movement forced him to burrow his nose into the crook of his neck, and he wasted no time peppering the delicate skin there with the same hungry kisses. You could feel the pressure leaving red welts that you’d have to attend to in the morning. Tonight though, they only served as proof of the affection he felt for you too.

He could’ve stayed content to hold you like that forever, but the building heat between you two was so saccharine, you felt you owed it to whatever hedonistic god to indulge yourself. Without hesitating, you slipped the neck of his t-shirt up over his curls and discarded it to the side.

The smile that met you was nothing short of a sunbeam. You could tell he hadn’t been sure what tonight held either, but every time you took initiative like this he knew it gave him permission to worship you like the goddess he always claimed you were.

He pulled himself to a seated position on the ground in front of you. You followed him forward while he settled on his knees, hands running up and down your body. They found the hem of your t-shirt and slipped seamlessly beneath to find your breasts. He held you steady as he rubbed your nipples in small, gentle circles.

You felt your back start to arch slightly at the pressure, and just as your kisses were gaining speed he reached a hand up to your chin and held you there, the other continuing its rhythm on your breast.

“God, you’re perfect in this light,” his words were breathy and sincere, and you wished with everything in you to swallow them whole and feel the light rush out through your pores. He set his lips to your jaw, inching further down your throat till he was nearly below your neckline.

“Help me out?” he breathed between quick kisses, never one to let clothing keep him at bay. You acquiesced immediately, pulling the edge of your t-shirt up over your head and out of mind.

Goosebumps covered your naked form, and you shivered. Noticing them, he paused his procession to run his palms up and down your arms. You grinned at him, jaw trembling slightly, “Sssee? Always making me cold.”

“You’re like poetry.” His voice was deeper now, deeper than you’d heard it in a while. His hazy eyes followed an invisible trail he mapped along your sternum, and the goosebumps multiplied. You saw the notch in his brow furrow as he began searching for something to say.

“I would not paint — a picture —

I'd rather be the One

It's bright impossibility

To dwell — delicious — on —”

Fuck.

“And wonder how the fingers feel

Whose rare — celestial — stir —

Evokes so sweet a torment —

Such sumptuous — Despair —”

“Oh Joshua,” was all you could breathe out in response, your chin jutting forward, crease on your forehead betraying how desperately you needed him. Your cheeks burned as he crashed back into you for a full and hungry kiss, his tongue reaching for more. Feeling your reaction, his hand traveled back down to your waistband.

Finally, like a ghost in the mirror, you recalled why you’d been so hesitant earlier. A millisecond to spare, you shot your hand down and caught his wrist. You could see a dart of panic in his eyes–he was afraid he’d upset you.

“Is this ok?”

“Yeah, yes, It’s just—” more color returned to your cheeks, and the words started to bubble over, “If you take off my pants it’ll get messy: it’s like, day four of my cycle. I totally spaced, baby, I’m sorry.” Your words were exasperated as you mentally kicked yourself for letting your brain fog this badly.

He pulled back to look you in the eye, faux sternness furrowing his brow, “Hey love?” You raised an eyebrow in answer to his sudden shift, “Full transparency: I couldn’t care less if you’re on your period, let alone what day.”

“Are you… are you sure?” Now your own brow was knit, skeptical of his sincerity. It wasn’t that you doubted him, simply that you needed confirmation. Your pulse quickened slightly and you focused your waning attention into his velvet brown eyes, searching for any apprehension he might have hidden for your sake. To your great surprise and relief, you could find none.

“I mean, god knows I’ve come face to face with a bodily fluid or two,” he flashed a devilish grin that spanned his entire face.

You quirked a small grin back, trying to feign indifference even while your heart was beating out of your chest, “Well, sure. I mean… really?”

“Really,” he continued, batting his eyelashes,“Maroon makes my eyes pop.”

“You’re a mess,” you said with a giggle.

“I will be.” He gave your waist a reassuring squeeze as he shifted his weight off his knees. “I’ll wear it like a badge of honor, '' he promised solemnly.

You thought about protesting once more just to check, but before you had a chance, his palms had slipped behind your lower back and he was pulling you towards himself. Your body shifted till you hung just barely off the edge of the couch, his hands effortlessly tugging your sweats and underwear off in a single tug.

“Theeeeere she is,” he exclaimed softly, a low hum building in his tone. With the shift in your weight came an equal one in mentality, and you felt your anxieties start to lift. It had been a while since you’d let him take full control, and the pure indulgence of it all was bringing a fire to your core the likes of which you hadn’t felt in months.

Slow and methodical, he parted your knees, gracing them with the backs of his fingers first, then tenderly running his hands along your thighs as he hummed softly, mostly to himself.

“Mmmm, it's like–what’s the new Hozier song?” He searched his hazy brain for the lyrics while he continued to run his hands along your skin, seemingly unaware of the tizzy he’d put you in. “I’d tell them put me back in, coach! Yeah, that’s the one…”

He tittered on as if speaking from an entirely different point of view, his words seemingly unaware of his thumb which was rubbing itself up and down your inner thigh. He swooped ever closer to your clit until he graciously pressed there in gentle circles.

“Take me to church!” He crooned, a lopsided grin washing over his face before bending to land soft kisses on each thigh. With a final glance up at you and the ghost of smirk that suggested he might be more coherent than he was letting on, his lips graciously smoothed over your sensitive clit. His tongue licked up your vulva to encompass all of you in smooth, wet pleasure.

“Oh god,'' you tried not to shout, although the work he’d done up to this point made you feel nearly ready to burst in record-time.

“Mhmm” he murmured into you. You could feel his lips smiling: he loved talking you through your pleasure. The rumblings always went straight through your center like electricity and gave you the deepest orgasms, which in turn fueled his.

He continued his sucking and tonguing, sometimes soft and light, then all at once more firm and deliberate. His lips were like waves crashing again and again to a steady unheard beat. As you found a common tempo your breath deepened with every exhale, and you released a sigh of your own. The melody, though quiet at first, shortly matched his in pitch and intensity.

He’d hum and you’d moan an echo to him, signaling your bliss in an ebb and flow of sounds shared between you; a language only you two could understand. His murmuring became groans and gasps as he came up for air, the temperature difference shocking your soaking cunt and exciting you even more. With each wave you ran your fingers through his curls, guiding his nose to press into you at the perfect angle, eliciting delicious moans which spurred the two of you on even more.

He clung to your hips as you began to roll yours into him, and he pressed his tongue greedily inside you, sending you dangerously close to the edge. “Baby, you’re doing so, so good, it might be soon,” you warned as you cupped his cheek in one hand, the other still pressing behind his neck to hold him in place.

He groaned and broke away with a smack, eyes half shut with the pleasureful haze filling both of your minds. “Hold on mama, I’ll get you there, I promise. Just gotta get these off,” he said, running his right palm down your calf to his boxer briefs. He hooked his thumb under the band at his waist while the other hand stayed anchored firmly on your knee.

The brief pause had pulled your mind temporarily out of the clouds, and you looked down to see that the arc of his cock was indeed reaching a fever pitch too strong to be ignored any longer.

“Oh god, baby I- I’m sorry I wasn’t even thinking, let m–” but as you went to sit forward the hand planted on your knee jumped up to your abdomen, pressing you back into the couch with a soft thud.

“Why are you saying sorry?” He stared directly into your eyes and continued pulling his boxer briefs off slow and deliberately. The question was as much a command to relax as it was an invitation to watch.

“If I needed your help, believe me baby, I’d ask.” His hand was on his cock now, already wet with so much precum, and the stare he was attempting faltered slightly as his fingers graced the tip.

“I’m not above begging–you know that,” he said, his voice gruff, erring a half step lower every time he reached the base of his cock. You felt your breath hitch, eyes flitting between his beautiful stare and his hand that continued stroking up and down.

“I bet you’d like that a lot, wouldn’t you?” His tone was darker, fueled by the eye contact, when suddenly—“Sicko!” he cried, his character voice nearly making you choke. You both erupted into bubbling laughter, and you shook your head slightly, brushing a rogue curl out of his eyes–He lets the intrusive thoughts win every time.

“Oh my god. Babe, you’re literally eating me out on my period,” you responded, dropping your hand firmly on the scruff of his neck again. He jumped slightly with the force of your grasp, and you could see his cock twitch the slightest bit more. You leaned in to match his energy, and with the darkest voice you could muster, confessed, “the sicko is you, darling.”

“Oh, right,” he said, a hazy smile floating back onto his face. His eyes closed as he lowered back down, “Right… fair point.”

His lips returned to your cunt, the promise of sweet release spurring him on to the finale. His movement was steady but desperate, and the smooth and consistent wake of your hips was shortly replaced by a more sporadic, forceful tide that pushed into him with vigor. He took it in stride, moaning as his own wake of pleasure began building in him.

You could tell he was moving his own hips at a quicken pace, as if imagining his cock was pushing deep inside you while he lapped at your drenched center. He spread his knees further apart, arching his back in order to bring himself closer to orgasm. His body was practically writhing underneath you, just the taste of you bringing him closer and closer.

The image of him completely at your mercy made every neuron in your brain fire simultaneously, and you moaned with a finality that let him know it was time.

Without warning his lips moved to encircle only your clit, and the focused sucking there sent you so dangerously close you nearly sobbed as you cried out, “Baby, come with me–on me, please.”

With a final cry you felt him oblige you, and he let out a long moan as you found yourself crashing into your orgasm. The release sent fireworks to your psyche, and he let you take over with your fingers the way you liked in the midst of it. He stood and watched you writhing with all the pleasure he’d given you, and with a final groan he joined you in ecstasy.

His head thrown back, he pumped himself onto your pussy, his mess joining your own and adding to the pleasure you were currently riding yourself through. Placing his free hand to your side, he knelt down closer and rubbed the sensitive head of his dripping cock in the folds of your vulva, spreading around his cum till both your sensitivities had become nearly too much to handle. Even then, he continued rubbing the shaft of his cock on your throbbing cunt till you gasped slightly from over stimulation.

His forehead met yours wordlessly, and you stayed there for a moment, breathing heavy from exertion. He sighed as he let his body flop down next to you, temples still touching. You ran your fingers up and down his arms, body still stuttering in the afterglow. The exhaustion was setting in, and you had to force yourself to open your eyelids to look at him–you needed to kiss him one more time before you fell asleep. He too had his eyes closed, a bleary smile playing across his face as if he were replaying pictures of you in his mind. You kissed him softly on his nose, still slightly wet and rosy, and his eyes fluttered open. As your pulses returned to their normal pace, he grabbed a blanket to clean you both up.

“We can wash it,” he said reassuringly, noticing your slightly reluctant side eye. Blanket in tow, he cupped his hand gently around your pussy and worked softly to make you feel as clean as possible. Once he was satisfied with his work, he tossed the blanket away to pull you in closer.

“You are entirely too good to me,” you whispered, the siren song of sleep finally taking its toll.

“You are entirely too good, momma,” he whispered back, and you both slipped away as the rain sang you into the deep blue.

#gvf fics #gvf fan fiction #josh x reader #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #gvf #greta van fluff #greta van smut #greta van fic #greta van fleet fan fiction #my first fic #my first smut

[cerezzzita]

♡. sfw/fluff abc · genji shimada

notes: hi y'all! wip done, took me a while but oof, it's finally here! ayo, Genji fans! come get your food! ugh, i was eager for this one, since i never wrote for him before. it's just so good, i love that soft goofy ninja boy <3

so! enjoy the reading!

♡ tags: gender neutral reader, tooth-rotting fluff bc Genji is a soft boy <3333

ⓘ gif's not mine!!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?

Genji is simply quite sure that your eyes and hands are the most attractive attributes about you. See, you're entirely perfect from head to toe in his sight, but your hands are what provide him the purest caresses and are the opposite of his robotic ones that were once human like yours, and your eyes can express the most diverse emotions when close to him. Feeling the warmth of your palms run over his uncovered face and through his hair, the soft, gentle skin intertwining with the metal of his cybernetic parts while your eyes overflow with love is what makes Genji feel whole again.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

The youngest Shimada never thought of having a family of his own. Firstly, for all the pressure that the clan put on himself to participate in the family business with his older brother and second, for his lack of maturity and responsibility in his juvenile phase. And thirdly, the unpleasantness event he had with Hanzo that led to him being a cyborg shattered every paradigm he never considered. Initially, he thought: Who in their right mind would want to be in a relationship with an anomaly like him to the point of wanting to have a family? It sounded like a bad joke.

Now, more recently, Genji might think twice. He's a new version of himself, more stabilized thanks to Zenyatta and thanks to you too. Genji was good with children, although he still had certain insecurities, but you were always there to reassure him that if he was enough for you, then he would be enough for your children.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Regarding cuddles, it can be said that Genji has some knowledge about. Remember his youth phase? Yeah. He doesn't consider himself very comfortable for cuddling because of his armor, yet he's a great relief on hot days but also can be a nightmare on the cold ones. So he'd much prefer that you cuddle him in return, with soft hugs he's sure to return, nice caress in his hair and authentic kisses on the scars on his face that make him feel special.

𝑫 = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Dates with Genji are a balance between casuality and things/places you never imagined being in one day. A ride through the streets of Hanamura at the flower festival, games at the arcade and a good bowl of ramen at Rikimaru? Perfect. Now, a dinner at the highest point of Shimada Castle, with occasional sakura petals floating in the wind and all the beauty of the moonlight on just the two of you? Even better! Genji makes sure that you are enjoying every second of the moment, it already brings him a feeling of satisfaction and gratitude.

𝑬 = Everything (You are my ____ (𝒆.𝒈. my life, my world…))

You are the ray of sunshine that uniquely illuminates Genji's life, the flower that will never wither, the peace and serenity he needs and, of course, you are everything to him.

𝑭 = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

At first, Genji always felt right by your side, since in no way you looked at him as a freak for being a cyborg and always treated him with kindness and respect. As you spent time together, whether on missions or simple occasions, the younger Shimada realized how much he enjoyed being by your side and when his master Zenyatta asked him about you, he always replied with a more excited tone of voice and if he was without his visor, he would show a smile on his face that overflowed with joy and wonder. With a little more time, Genji would soon pick up on his body's signals and wouldn't deny that his racing heart was nothing but passion.

𝑮 = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

I assure you, Genji is a river of kindness. He treats you with the greatest care and affection in the world, as if you were made of the purest and most delicate porcelain. This can irritate you sometimes if you are so wary about yourself. But if you don't, he'll make every point in the world that you're under his displays of affection.

𝑯 = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

As stated above, your hands are Genji's essential comfort, he certainly thinks that holding them forever would be a dream. When not wearing his visor, Genji has a habit of kissing the back and the knuckles of your hands, as a way of thanking you for loving him just the way he is and for bringing him different joys every day.

𝑰 = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Joining Overwatch, Genji's first impression was none other than a certain taste of admiration. It was a fresh start for what was once the greatest international peaceful organization, and to see people like you willing to make a difference in the world again was surely admirable. Genji admits that at first he was very quiet with you around, but little by little, he was opening up more and realizing that you were certainly an illustrious hero of Overwatch.

𝑱 = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Genji doesn't consider himself to be the jealous type, especially with you. It may happen that he doesn't like how some person made a move that invades your private space, coming up with some suggestively strange tone of voice, but these are very rare exceptions in which this occurs because he's usually by your side most of the time.

𝑲 = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

With him already completely in love with you, Genji felt anxious to the extreme just thinking about the possibility of kissing you, and such anxiety made him act awkwardly beside you, but he remembered that calm and opportunities come above any nervousness. And the right time did came. 

Once you were engaged in a simple and friendly talking late at night in Gibraltar, as fast and accurate as an arrow, Genji interrupted you with a soft but needy kiss that was both unusual and comforting. The cyborg's scarred lips, though rough in texture, were soft and moved over yours slowly and lovingly. You better get ready, because after this one, more surprising and warm kisses will come.

𝑳 = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

It was definitely him, right after the first kiss. The way his hands affectionately ran over your face, how the affectionate words came out docile with his whispered and soft voice, made your inner being fervently warm up with such uttered kindnesses.

𝑴 = Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?)

Your first Halloween together! It's no secret that Genji is a born lover of the main festivity of the month of October, everything involving Halloween is the target of the cyborg's excitement, from decorating the house with cobwebs and other paraphernalia merely considered bizarre, distributing candy on the street to and with the children, to even choosing costumes. On that first year together, he let you be in charge of the costumes, and let's just say Genji was surprised — and a little bit bored — by your choice of Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask. He playfully suggested that Sakura and Syaoran or Inuyasha and Kagome would be much better options.

𝑵 = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Genji is willing to do anything to please you, no matter how small or big it would be. If there's something you want, then that something you'll have! Usually he presents you with basic jewelry, whether they are made of expensive materials or not — barrettes, earrings, bracelets, you name it. He also loves to surprise you with simple symbols like small wooden sculptures that he makes himself and even something of his own, like the time he gave you a small replica of his sword to use as a keyring.

𝑶 = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?)

You couldn't be more luminous and radiant in his eyes, clear and light colors like yellow and pink reminds him of the sunrise and that you are his particular sun.

𝑷 = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Some of them are sun-related, such as: sunlight, sunshine, sunflower, but there's also koibito-chan, little dove; and the common ones: sweetheart, love, sweetie and honey. 

𝑸 = Quaint (What is their favorite non-modern thing?)

When far away, Genji sends you letters to let you know how much he misses you, telling details of the mission and some events that make you chuckle due to your partner's sense of humor. His handwriting is enviable for being so well done, and he always says goodbye with a small pen drawing and an 'I love you' in Japanese.

𝑹 = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Rainy days mean days of rest and many more opportunities for the two of you to be cuddling together, watching your favorite series and movies, playing some games and stuffing yourselves with goodies; in the end, when you're satisfied, a good amount of sleep ends the day perfectly.

𝑺 = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

These are the moments Genji hates the most. These waves of insecurities come and go sometimes, he knows how it is and with his emotional stability, he tries to push them away as much as he can, but it's not always something easy to achieve. It breaks his heart to see you with your head down, without your usual glow on your face and spontaneity in your eyes. Genji doesn't question anything, it's your moment, and the first thing he does is put his arms around you and lay your head on his chest, letting you vent or cry as much as you want, being a patient and understanding listener. He readily offers to make you something warm and cozy to eat and advises you to go and lie down in your shared bed. While you wait, Genji recommends going to watch something that comforts you and distracts your mind; with you in your fifteenth sleep, Genji joins you on the bed, once again wrapping you against his body and laying a light kiss against your temple.

𝑻 = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Genji likes to share with you some stories from his time in Overwatch's golden age, even if that time wasn't the best of his life, he knows it was a starting point for his evolution as a person, so telling you about them requires patience and trust. On the other hand, he also loves to talk about the time he spent traveling all over the globe, getting to know different cultures, languages, people and also trying different types of food.

𝑼 = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Being with you is relaxing in itself, but if he needs some time of his own, you will surely find him in the garden taking out any frustrations on aging tree trunks or restoring his calm through meditation.

𝑽 = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

As we all know, Genji is a prideful warrior. When you train together, he proves that his skillful way of battling is not by any case — and that 'case' usually leaves you exhausted at the end of the day. Not everyone in the world is capable of wielding a sword as well as Genji, let alone being as stealthy, silent, and dangerous with shurikens. A ninja in modern times can be rare and exclusive and this exclusivity is due to Genji.

𝑾 = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Genji loves you very much, so strong and immeasurable is this love that as your relationship grows and blossoms like a flower, re-unifying the intensity between the two of you is a viable option. This option being none other than getting married.

The concept of the idea might scare him a bit because there is a chance that you don't want to get married right now, after all it is a decision that is up to you alone and that needs to be taken with consensus — little does he know that the desire to get married also crosses your mind.

Genji then decided to face his nervousness and take the benefit of the doubt at once. While you were away, he found a way — with a little help from Kiriko and company — to leave the house with a dazzling romantic decoration and with his culinary skills to prepare your favorite dish, taking advantage of the hours of your absence to improvise a good speech.

Upon arriving home, what was your surprise to see the romantically decorated environment, soft music permeating the air, a table placed in the middle of the room and your docile boyfriend waiting for you. Genji adjusted his little bow tie with his fingertips and smiled a nice smile at you despite his palpable flutter.

After tasting the divine dish that the cyborg ninja prepared just for you, Genji cleared his throat. Attentively, you turned your gaze to him, whose jet-black irises were focused on a spot below his cervix. He looked up, beaming at you and vocalizing his ideals in his mellifluous voice.

“Sunshine… I confess I'm nervous, my heart is now pounding in my chest like it did the first time I laid eyes on yours. But what really matters right now is how important you are to me. It may sound selfish, but no one will love you like I do. I am forever grateful for your love, your smile, the sound of your laugh, the kind touch you place in me and everyone around you... Every day, every hour and in all events, you are and will forever be my sunshine. My sunshine…”

Slowly, Genji lifted a small velvet box open with both hands, revealing the most luminous and golden ring.

“Koibito-chan… Will you marry me?”

𝑿 = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Musically speaking, Genji is eclectic. He likes to listen to a little bit of everything, having a full playlist ranging from J-pop to Brazilian popular music (MPB). However, if it comes to my personal taste, I think the song that would suit you both would be Eastside — Benny Blanco, Halsey & Khalid.

“We can do anything if we put our minds to it

Take your whole life then you put a line through it

My love is yours if you're willing to take it

Give me your heart 'cause I ain't gonna break it”

𝒀 = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

As previously shown, yes, and he would never deny it if you did.

𝒁 = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

This is the time everyone has been waiting for. Why dog ​​or cat when you have Soba, a spirit dragon? Genji estimate Soba and is keen for the two of you to have a pleasant relationship, for he knows how jealous the dragon can be when it comes to himself.

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[honeybeewhereartthee]

»»——-　Riding a motorbike　——-««

- Hiiro Amagi -

MC: wanna ride my motorbike with me? I wanna test run my bike.

Hiiro: ok!!

During the bike ride

Hiiro screaming: is this normal thing in the city?!

MC:...

MC: yes... Probably.

Hiiro: I SEE! THIS IS FUN!

- Aira Shiratori -

MC: wanna ride my motorbike with me? I wanna test run my bike.

Aira: your not bad as tatson?

MC: what?

Aira: your not bad as tatson right?

MC: I... I don't think so...? I never been to a car crush...

Aira, beams: ok!

After the bike ride

Aira: do it again! Again!

MC: ...

MC: you were screaming earlier.

Aira: I don't care! I just realize what you did just now! -3-

MC:...

Aira: MC! Why are you walking away from meeeeee come backkk let's go for another rideeeeeee.

- Tatsumi Kazehaya -

MC: wanna ride my motorbike with me? I wanna test run my bike.

Tatsumi: oh my. Sure.

After thr bike ride

Tatsumi: that was fun. I never know you could do that. Maybe I'll try that too with a car

MC:...

MC: oh gott, I'm sorry aira, hiiro or whoever be dragged to Tatsumi with him as driver--

Tatsumi: ah. Would you like for me to give you a ride--

MC: sorry I just heard my doctor called. He said I cannot ride a car with certain mint hair priest. I'm too pretty to die.

MC runs away.

- Niki Shiina -

MC: where ya going?

Niki: work. Hungry.. food.

MC: I'll deliver you!

After the bike ride

You brought Niki food and after he eat

Niki: you sure you don't go to an accident before?

MC: (θ‿θ) I'm not Tatsumi ok.

Niki:... Cause your riding a bike and not a car?

MC:...

MC: I brought that cake. Do you want me to yet it back?

Niki, smile: you ride your bike very well. :D what a wonderful driver

MC: good.

- HiMERU -

MC: wanna ride my motorbike with me--

HiMERU: HiMERU already been with a ride with the likes of Tatsumi Kazehaya. HiMERU refuse to have bad a stomach today.

MC:...

MC: who told you that.

HiMERU: certain grey bees went buzzing to a lazy bee.

MC:...

- Rinne Amagi -

MC: no.

Rinne: I don't even say anything.

MC: fuck you, you told people I suck in driving when I don't even take you to a ride!

Rinne: Niki said it, not me. :P

MC: ...

MC: I'm not had as Tatsumi right... ;3;

Rinne: that's something I cannot say lol good thing for ya don't have anyone went to an hospital yet :>

MC: hmmp.

- Mayoi Ayase -

MC: hey hey!

Mayoi, shrieks when he realize he was notice from the corner-- totally NOT spying on you: y-YES?!

MC: wanna ride my motorbike with me? I wanna test run my bike.

Mayoi: ...

Mayoi: s-sure... I'll r-ride your bike with you.

After going in a bike ride

Mayoi: i-i... Idk what to say.

MC: simple. Am I bad as Tatsumi or nah.

Mayoi, very confuse:... N-no... I don't think I can rate you...

MC:

MC in tears: huhu. ;;3;;

Mayoi, in worry and self hate: D-DONT CRY! PLEASE DONT CRY!

Mayoi: I don't know what to say when your bike ride consist of motor stand and trying to rhyme the bike beep to a certain song... Please don't cry!

MC:...

MC: -3- give me kiss and I'll stop :<

Mayoi, blush: ok...

Mayoi kiss you <3 now your aren't mad.

- kohaku Oukawa -

MC: wanna ride my cool bike with me?

Kohaku:

Kohaku: is that...

MC:

MC, suddenly become nervous: ... Shit I forget about this

MC: n-no.?

Kohaku sighs: I won't tell, but you have to give it back soon (✿^‿^)

MC: :D

Kohaku: I won't ride a bike with you, I heard what you do from Niki and others.

MC: D':

- Madara Mikejima -

Madara appears

MC start running away

Madara: my child! Why are you running ?!

Madara: :D ITS NOT LIKE YOU JUST STOLE MY BIKE RIGHT?

MC, continue to run away: n-no I DONT!

Madara, speed up and catch up with you with his long legs: :D bad children get punish.

MC, cries and in tears: b-but-- would you let me ride bike with me first ;;3;; mama?

Madara:...

Madara:.. sigh. Ok.

During the bike ride as you did another motor bike stand up trick and making the bike hump like a bunny to a tone

Madara:...

Madara, in tears: you make me so proud!

MC: really?!

Madara: my child want to commit murder though accident:D ya make mama proud

MC:...

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstar x reader #mayoi ayase x reader #madara Mikejima x reader #aira Shiratori x reader #Tatsumi Kazehaya x reader #hiiro Amagi x reader #rinne amagi x reader #niki shiina x reader #HiMERU x reader #kohaku Oukawa x reader

[memestockpile]

alice doesn’t live here anymore (1974) feel free to change as needed.

you get in this house before i beat the living daylights out of you.

if anybody doesn’t like it, they can blow it out their ass.

turn that damn thing down! you’re going to drive us deaf. 

i’m an okay sort of person.

how did i get such a smart-ass kid?

honey, dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes. 

help me clear up the table.

what are you doing on the floor, kid?

you’re just in time for some peach shortcake.

what the hell have you done to the coffee?

don’t lie to me.

what are you watching?

you make me laugh.

don’t make it too tight. i got to be able to sit. 

shut up, you nut. 

how much money is there left?

we’re in this together, you know. 

you’ll love it there. i can’t wait til you see it. 

sorry if i was rude before. i’ve been kind of nervous lately. 

there’s room in the car. want to come with us?

be a good boy, now. 

don’t cry. that’ll make me cry. 

the whole state is shit.

don’t talk dirty, [name]. how many times do i have to tell you?

i feel sick. like i might throw up. 

just sit back there, relax, and enjoy life.

what do you want from me, card tricks?

we’ll get gussied up and go to a swanky place to eat. 

you’re annoying me.

get a job, dummy. 

don’t be rude to me. i just bought you a cheeseburger. 

will you get your little butt in bed?

ask me again in a couple of years, i’ll let you know. 

are you ready to see a great beauty?

what’s your problem, kid?

shall i open a vein and sign it in blood?

hey, kid, give me a break.

act like you got good sense. 

i heard what you said, i just didn’t believe it. 

excuse me, could you spare a glass of water?

come on in the back, i’ll introduce you to the boss. 

c’mon, now. what’s the matter?

here, swig on this and troubles will vanish. 

you came towards me with a question mark on your face.

there’s a piano bar down the street. 

auditions are hard. 

you’re a very weird kid. 

you always look like such an angel when you’re sleeping. 

i like your singing. 

nobody likes to sit alone. 

why are you in a bad mood? 

i cut my little finger on a tin can this morning. 

if one more guy makes a pass at me, i’m going to sock him in the face. 

just wondering when you’ll introduce me to that guy you’ve been running around with. 

don’t be so sure you know what you’re talking about all the time.

you should see the bags under your eyes. 

you’ve been coming home late for almost a week now. 

no lip. just go in the other room. 

open the goddamn door!

don’t tell me what to do.

i’m not gonna discuss my sex life with you.

you drive a hard bargain. 

i wish we could find a cheap motel. 

you can relax, kid. 

we’ll always have food to eat. 

i swear that man moves like dead lice were falling off him.

grandma was slow, but she was old. 

i heard the only way you can get it up is to slam it in a door. 

do you want eggs?

i can tell that you’re new to this kind of work, but you catch on real quick. most of them are out that door by 10:30 in the morning, crying. 

thanks a lot. i might blow my brains out.

you don’t like me very much, do you?

i sure would hate to have breakfast with you every morning of my life. 

how long do you think we’ll have to stay in this hellhole?

honey, i was only kidding. 

weird. very weird. 

sit down, shut up, and don’t move. don’t even twitch.

i’m bored. b-o-r-e-d. bored!

we’re going to have to stop meeting like this. 

you can kiss me where the sun don’t shine. 

why don’t you give yourself a jack job in a paper sack and get off my back?

i’ll get the hash browns and the coffee on.

come outside. i got something to show you. 

i got no shame. 

that’s wonderful, darling.

how would you like the holy hell kicked out of you?

christ, she’s got tits the size of cucumbers. 

i hardly recognize him with his mouth closed. 

you better watch it. you’re going to draw back a bloody stub. 

it’s an accident. it happens. 

alright, honey. i’m sorry, really. 

you know, you have a worse mouth than my kid. 

i heard it all my life. i heard it first from my dad. 

you’re so funny.

i bet you sure get lonesome.

you want me to fix you up with somebody?

isn’t the sun wonderful?

you want to steal something?

i’d rather take a whipping than mend fences.

the only thing dumber than a cow is a chicken.

the most important thing to remember before you kiss is to wipe your mouth real good.

hog got your tongue?

you missed me, sidewinder.

hello there, you lonesome polecat. 

please, don’t do that. it stops my heart.

put another quarter in and try again. 

get in, dope. 

you never ask me what i want to do. 

who the hell do you think you are, buddy?

if you open your mouth once more, i’m going to nail it shut. 

i’ll stop the car and push you out, and you’ll walk the last mile.

my dad was a bastard, alright. 

you’re going to get the belt for that. 

too much wine. 

so long, suckers!

you look like you’ve been embalmed. 

it’s alright. go back to sleep. 

we’re going right here and have us a little talk. 

it’s nice to have somebody take care of you. 

my life ain’t exactly a bed of petunias. 

my old man ain’t talked to me since the day kennedy got shot. 

honey, the lord blessed you with talent. 

i used to be good when i was a kid, but i’m not good anymore. 

i could just kill him. i really could.

do that again, you’ll run a three-legged race to the undertaker.

sounds like one hell of a gamble to me. 

i like him, too. i just hate his taste in music.

you always said you could fight with somebody and still like them.

now you’re using your old noggin.

thanks, pal.

my boy. 

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[sillytaetime]

Jimin fluff A-Z

I know this is supposed to be fluff... but like... why does he need to be so hot?

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A= Attractive (what do they find attractive about the other?)

On you, Jimin likes your smile. He always thinks you’re super pretty when you smile, and your smile always makes him smile. Ugh, he just loves you so much.

B= Babies (do they want a family? why or why not?)

Jimin definitely has thought about a family with you. I don’t think he sees the need to wait to make a family till he’s married... so maybe early 30s he’ll want to start a family, but things could change. If you didn’t want kids, I think he’d also be supportive of that. he wants kids, but as long as he has you then he’s happy.

C= Cuddles (how do they cuddle?)

Jimin is obviously very cuddly with his members so why would he be any different with you? The only difference is that sometimes the amount he cuddles with you makes people wonder if you two are connected by the hip because he never leaves your side unless he has to.

D= Dates (what are dates with him like?)

I think Jimin has a secret romantic side. He loves to bring you flowers when he comes home from work (your favorite flowers ofc). He often asks you on dates like he would if it were your first date, but each time is different and gives you new memories.

E= Everything; you are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world... etc.)

You are my other half.

F= Feelings (when did he know he was in love?)

He knew he was in love when he saw you playing with kids. The sparkle in your eyes just increased the security he felt in wanting you to be the mother of his kids.

G= Gentle (are they gentle? if so, how?)

He doesn’t treat you like glass but he’s not going to run around and push you or play fight with you very often. Usually play fights consist of tickling and light tackling you to the couch or bed.

H= Hold hands (how does he hold hands/ how much? does he like it?)

At first, Jimin was scared to hold your hand because he was worried you wouldn’t like his small hands, but after some talking and convincing him that you think his hands are adorable and would love to hold his hands, he would hold your hand when you guys go on dates or just walk around in public together.

I= Impression (his/your first impression/s)

He thought you were too beautiful for a guy like him (his insecurities settled in the first few months of dating) but he’s happy you chose him.

J= Joker (is he into pulling pranks?)

Jimin doesn’t prank you, but you guys to prank the other members (specifically Kookie) together a lot. You’re an unstoppable team.

K= Kisses (how does he kiss?)

excuse me... have you seen his lips? dude would be kissing you so much, but you don’t mind. Those lips are heaven.

L= Little things (what little things does he love/notice?)

He notices the little notes you leave him around the house or the times you do his laundry for him, and you fold it and put it away. He’s very thankful to have you in his life.

M= Memory (his favorite memory with you)

His favorite memory is probably your first date where you guys went to a amusement park and rode rollercoasters.

N= Nickel (does he spoil you?)

Jimin spoils you a lot. from bring home flowers every day to buying you small trinkets to expensive/designer items. he loves to shower you in gifts just because you give him the gift of love.

O= Orange (what color reminds him of you?)

I’m not going to state a specific color here because i think that whatever your favorite color is, that would remind him of you. He knows its your favorite color and whenever he sees something in that color, he can’t help but think of you and how much he loves you.

P= Pet names (what pet names does he use for you?)

Baby (mutual), Mochi (you call him), 미인 (miin; belle/beauty; he calls you).

Q= Questions (what questions is he always asking you?)

when his insecurities settle in, “do you love me?” “ Are you sure you love me?”

R= Remember (his favorite memory of you?)

Any memory where you’re smiling. He thinks you’re smile is beautiful.

S= Sad (how does he cheer you up?)

Jimin’s youthful side comes out when you’re sad. He does any and everything for you to be happy and smiling again asap.

T= Talking (what do you guys talk about)

Literally the most random shit on the planet. “Y/N, do you think aliens are real?” which leads to you giving your conspiracy theories and then he does the same and the conversations turns into hours of conversations about aliens

U= Universe; use a metaphor, what are they to each other? (e.g. he was the universe, ever-changing and mysterious)

Our relationship is like a good red wine, it gets better with age.

V= Very ____; their thoughts about each other (e.g. she’s very smart, he’s very stubborn, they’re very annoying etc.)

He’s very sweet; She’s very beautiful.

W= Why (reasons why he loves you)

He loves you because you have never once failed to make him smile and he knows you love him for him, and he can be himself when he’s with you.

X= Xylophone (what’s your song?)

(Everything I do) I do it for you by Bryan Adams.

Y= You are the ____ to my ____ (e.g. you are the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

you are the music to my song.

Z= Zebra (what pet would you two adopt together?)

I feel like you guys would have both a cat and a dog. Jimin has expressed that he loves both so i think he’d have a hard time picking just one pet.

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[little-peril-stories]

"stay with me"

Guess what, I 100% thought I didn't have anything for this prompt. But I do! And it's new-to-you!

If you've read The Prince of Thieves, then all you need to know is that it follows from Ending B, "it ends with a promise," not the other ending.

If you're just scrolling and seeing this, these two (Will and Bree) were in prison and tortured together! Yay! But they're both out now! Yay! Oh, and Jamie is Will's older brother, and Baden Hatchett is the constable who was Really Mean to them both. Those two characters are only mentioned.

And if you're wondering why she's all upset about what she's wearing, the time period is vaguely 1800s (pick your fave decade and run with that).

"stay with me"

Words: 848 | The Prince of Thieves masterlist

Contents: angst, post-nightmare stress

How long she stood in the cold, she wasn’t sure. It couldn’t have been terribly long; snow still blanketed the ground, and it wasn’t long before her toes and fingers began to sting. But the sky was clear, and stars glittered above, gazing back down at her as if they knew she watched them, too. You have some choices to make, they seemed to say.

As if she didn’t already know that.

So many nights in the past year, she had looked up at the sky and remembered another night when she stared at the stars, balancing on a rickety stool, entire body screaming in pain, choking out a description of the beauty in the sky above, certain it would be the last time she would ever behold it.

Her digits grew numb, and finally she turned to go back inside. She didn’t truly want to be back indoors, about to face a day of labour that would be both exhausting and monotonous, but the cold was too much to bear. At least working kept her warm.

She faltered to a stop moments after stepping through the doorway.

“Will?”

Will Wardrew, the last person she was expecting to see sitting alone in the dark, deserted tavern sitting area.

His head jerked up at the sound of her entering. “…Bree?”

“What are you doing out here?” Her stomach twisted. Part of her mind stuttered and stalled on the fact that it was still early, and that she should still be in bed, and that if she was to be out here talking to one of the tavern guests, she should be dressed in more than merely a shawl and nightdress. Another part of her mind, though, fixated on the arguably more important question:

Why was he sitting alone in the dark?

“Um...good morning.” It sank in that he had not answered her question. “Are you all right?”

He nodded, silent, and Bree knew.

“What’s wrong?” Still, he said nothing, and a shiver ran down her spine. “Will. What’s wrong?”

She took a few steps toward him, and that’s when she saw it—the flinch. Halting her steps, she squinted through the dark, trying to discern what she could of Will’s expression. “Can I come near?”

At first, she was certain he would ignore her again. After a moment, however—after a long, shuddering breath, Will said, “Yeah.”

Bree forgot, as she inched closer, trying to keep her footsteps soft, that her fingers and toes were frozen. Forgot that she was quite indecent and that she was already on thin ice with her bosses. Forgot that soon Stella and Celeste would wake up, and any minute now, they’d come downstairs to ready the tavern for the day, and the first thing they would see when they did was her sitting alone in the dark with one of their guests, scandalously underdressed and shivering.

“What happened?” she asked, keeping her voice soft, and for the first time, Will glanced up to meet her gaze. “Why are you down here? Couldn’t you sleep?”

“I was sleeping.”

Every syllable sounded like it pained him—wrenched from behind tightly clamped, unwilling teeth. It took her a moment to understand what he meant.

Before she could say anything, he kept talking.

“Do you ever…” Will swallowed, and Bree watched his throat bob in and out. The grey light of morning seeped through the windows, and as it did, the unfurling dawn threw the beads of sweat on his brow into sharper relief. “Do you sometimes…”

He looked away and fell silent.

“Do I ever have nightmares?” she guessed.

His hazel eyes didn’t meet hers again as he nodded; instead, he squeezed them tightly shut.

“Sometimes,” she said. Goosebumps tickled her arms as she watched him, waiting for a response. He sat so still—like a statue, the picture of sorrow immortalized in chiseled stone. Minutes seemed to ooze past, agonizingly slow. “Why don’t I go find—”

Jamie, she was about to finish, until his hand shot out and grasped hers.

“Please don’t leave.”

Bree froze.

“Will,” she said, trying to quell her rising panic, “I don’t know how to—”

“Please. Don’t leave. Please stay.”

Had she ever heard his voice sound like this? It was difficult to remember now. Her mind had trained itself at first to concentrate only on the memories that brought her the most joy or the most comfort—moments when Will had faced Baden Hatchett with nothing but humour and defiance and spite, when he’d shown himself again and again to be the bravest person she had ever met.

Then, when those memories hurt too much to recall, Bree had tried not to think of Will Wardrew at all.

All but impossible now that he was sitting there, shaking and distraught, right in front of her.

“Please,” she said, “I really don’t think I’m the best person to—”

“You’re the only—”

His voice cracked and stopped. The pressure on her fingers lightened.

“Sorry,” Will said. “You should—It’s fine.”

Without another word, he pulled his hand away.

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[crashtestjeffy]

Tuesday

TW - I am me.

Last night my daughter started playing old Motown songs. Now I am not sure what prompted the interest in old soul and R&B. But I will take it. Now I really need to find good Motown vinyl.

We had a rough night.

I was watching that PBS show about celebrities getting their ancestry revealed...I can't remember the name, last night before I fell asleep. I then dreamed my family living and dead were all on a bus I was driving and there was a caravan of other vehicles with other distant relatives on it. Quite a literal symbol of heritage and ancestry. We ended up having to stop at a hospital because we needed to commit a couple of the finer examples in the clan to the psych ward.

One time I thought it would be prudent to let a guy hit me when I got challenged to a fight. I figured it would be like the movies, the dude would hit me, i would spit blood and he and his buddy would run away because I was so damn tough. It was not, instead they all just saw that a good punch wasn't enough, so they both jumped in and tried harder. I learned a lesson there...I am still trying to figure out what lesson...But maybe it's that no matter how tough you think you are, the world will just come harder than they would ahve if you cowered...Or something.

I am an avowed atheist. But sometimes I find myself talking to the universe in what can only be called prayer. That's friggin annoying, stop that. But it keeps me from hanging myself from the balcony some days.

When I was a praying man, I once sat in a Cathedral in Guelph, Ontario for 5 or 6 hours praying that the woman who broke my heart would somehow find her way back to me. I mean I prayed hard. A priest would occasionally walk by I think to gauge if I needed priestly guidance or maybe a candle or something. She never did come back, in fact she all but disappeared. I ahve looked online and not found her and I even reached out to sister a long time ago. So stalky I know. But I was a broken dude. I saw her again once. I was dropping off a buddy after work and she was waiting outside his apartment building. Her current guy drove up and picked her up. By then I was married and I realized, it was all just so dumb. God, love and heartbreak. Yet it would take me 20 years to accept it. And when I saw it all for what it was, it was then that I needed it all most. But it was all gone out of me.

I still wonder about her and I hope she's okay. Or if she is not that she finds love and grace and all the good things she would ever want. She deserves them. And I send a sort of psychic apology and remorse for all the stupid things I did.

You know if you mix Greek yogurt and self-rising flour you can easily make Naan bread. Try it. I fucking forget the measurements, but you're smart chickens, you can figure it out.

I'm not a good father. I am a desperate and clueless man who tries to act as a father. And I hope someday my daughter sees this. And forgives me anyway. And I hope she is okay despite me.

I am supposed to be prepping my apartment for the exterminator. But I keep feeling dizzy and bumping into things. So fuck. Duck fuck.

A few years ago, I sat with a shotgun between my knees, facing my head. It was unloaded and uncocked. I just wanted to see if I could. It was a strange feeling, trying to sort out the logistics of firing a backward weapon strong enough to kick itself away and fire into somewhere that would only wound. But I know I could do it. That was the very last time I held a firearm. It felt too easy.

Three months later I fell in love.

Life is a strange trip.

Especially when you're not loved anymore and not particularly liked. A non-playable character in the story of other peoples adventure.

I am no longer worthy of love or redemption. I am the coda of a piece of music that has stopped echoing around the room.

Or maybe I am? Best not to commit to that side of the road till the game is over...you know, just in case.

The Cathedral where my prayers still float in the rafters.

#tw suicide #shut the fuck up #shut up jeff

[leothetraveler]

Foreign King AU

Chapter 4 - Darkwood Diplomacy

            It isn’t often I get a moment alone.

            Between the creation of a new church and the refugees from the other regions, I feel like I barely have a moment to myself. Which is why I’ve come to enjoy my crusades.

            I didn’t like having to crusade, but Leshy’s original cult has started up again. Rumors say the bishops returned shortly after the fall of The One Who Waits…turns out the bastard’s name is Narinder too. In any case, the old cult is a threat to my church and all those under my care. So I need to go out and patrol Darkwood. Show the people who is really in charge. Still, I can’t help but wonder why such a rumor has gained traction. Even a few members of the church left to rejoin the old faith. And the slow but steady stream of refugees from the other lands has all but dried up. Not entirely a bad thing, though. I don’t know how many more I could effectively house.

I found one of Leshy’s old statues again… Seems in worse condition than I remember… regardless, I have a job to do. There are more cultists to deal with an-

            “F a l s e  B e a r e r”

            I tried to draw my blade…the crown did not respond.

            “I know you are here, Parasite. I cannot see…but I know my crown.”

            I looked up at the statue in disbelief. That couldn’t be him. But there was no one around, and no other source of the voice.

            “You may lay claim to Darkwood…but the crown is mine, by divine might. I WILL reclaim it.”

            So the rumors have some basis. Either this is an elaborate illusion, or the spirit of the bishops broke free after Narinder’s defeat…But whether or not it is Leshy is irrelevant. “My claim on the crown is backed by your sibling, Leshy, if that is really you” I retorted, “so run along back to the afterlife, or I shall send you back myself.”

            The ground shuddered. “YOU ARE A FALSE IDOL. A CHARLATAN. A FOOL. DARKWOOD OBEYS ME. THE VERY TREES FOLLOW MY COMMAND. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE ME.”

            Before I could reply, a patrol of cultists was upon me. Luckily, my crown worked this time, so I was not unarmed and could easily deal with them. A pair of swordsmen, 4 dagger cultists, an archer, and two crawlers. If this was a planned assault from Leshy, he must not have as many loyal followers as I thought.

            The statue didn’t respond after that, even to the few choice swears post-battle, so I continued on my way. Still, that bastard was back by some means. This is a threat I cannot ignore. But it leaves quite a few questions. Did something happen to the lamb? Was this there doing, or someone else’s? How did the bishops break free, and how much of their power remained?

            …it would seem my crusade would have to take a detour to the lamb’s cult. If it was the lamb’s doing, this would be an act of war. If not, then lending aid to dealing with the other bishops as well as Leshy could be a valuable bargaining chip to avoid bloodshed. I can only hope they are willing to talk.

            Now…which way was their cult again?

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[shiningwonderland]

Syo Kurusu (Repeat)

Translator: Terry (twitter: turtlemudge) Proofreader: Ellie (twitter: ellieplatypus) Editor: Edel (twitter: chickandnugget), Snail (twitter: herbert_snail)

April — Mignon Prince

Suddenly, a gigantic limousine drives onto the school grounds. The brakes squeal loudly as it stops right in front of me

Bang!

The door to the limousine slams open and a well-built man appears.

Shining Saotome: Everyooone~, everybody! The opening ceremony is about to start! Being late on the first day is a no-nyo~!

This is the principal of Saotome Academy, Shining Saotome, in the flesh.

Snap.

At the snap of the principal’s fingers, several stagehands appear from inside the limousine.

Syo Kurusu: W-why are stagehands—!?

They’re all dressed for backstage work, wearing black from head to toe.

Haruka Nanami: Hya—!!

The stagehands lift us onto their shoulders like they’re celebrating something.

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HAAA~. Stagehands, please bring them into the auditorium!

In an instant, we’re brought into the auditorium for the entrance ceremony.

When we arrive, the four of us are put into chairs, and the stagehands vanish as though they were never there at all.

Shining Saotome: ...And so, we at Saotome Academy place a particular emphasis on singing. Should you make it successfully to graduation, you...

Syo Kurusu: ...Wait. That guy was just on the grounds, wasn’t he? How has he already started the ceremony?!

Ren Jinguji: (whistle) That’s an impressive illusion. When did he arrive at the stage, I wonder…?

Tokiya Ichinose: I’d heard rumors, but this…

To cross such a distance in a single instant...he really is a legendary idol. He’s amazing.

That’s right, Shining Saotome is the one who created the age of idols.

He sailed past previous records, and his hits have yet to be surpassed. He’s a living legend in the world of entertainment.

Aside from his singing career, he has a number of other accomplishments. He’s involved in philanthropic work and manages a company, as well as a lot of other things. He’s really engaged in a broad range of activities.

Also, the details of his rise to fame are shrouded in mystery....He’s so popular that the TV gossip shows have had special compilations about him.

This remarkable man is our principal. Sigh... I’ve come to an utterly incredible school.

I’ll have to try my very best.

After the entrance ceremony.

Once we’re in the classroom, Syo-kun quickly runs up to the blackboard and energetically yells with a loud voice.

Syo Kurusu: Okaaay!! Attention, everyooone!!!

Everyone in class stops what they’re doing and turns to look at Syo-kun. Syo-kun bounces along the length of the blackboard, writing on it in big letters.

It reads… “Servants wanted!”...

Servants...?

Syo Kurusu: And... there! Okay, there you have it! Anyone who wants to join my retinue, raise your hand~!

……... Silence.

In an instant, the classroom goes completely quiet. After a few moments, little by little, whispers and mutters begin to fill the room.

Female Student A: Hey, that kid’s really cute once you get a good look at him! His clothes are really trendy, too.

Female Student B: Yeah. He’s a little weird, but he’s small and cute. Uh, but... yeah, I don’t really want to become his servant.

Female Student A: You’re right… If he wanted a girlfriend, though, my hand would be up right now.

Syo Kurusu: …!! Quit ignoring me!

...If he’s trying this hard to find someone, then he must have a very good reason. I don’t know if I’d be fit for a position like that, but…

I must be better than nothing...right? Maybe I should raise my hand…

But, if I end up being a burden instead… Hmmmm.

Syo Kurusu: Not even one of you is interested!?

Haruka Nanami: M-me!

Oh… I was startled, and answered without thinking….

Syo Kurusu: ...Huh? R-really…? Are you sure?

Haruka Nanami: Yes, I am!

Huh? Syo-kun... seems surprised? Why?

Ren Jinguji: Seriously? You want to be somebody’s servant? Hey, Lady. Instead of becoming Shorty’s servant, wouldn’t you rather go steady with me?

... “Going steady”? I’ve come across the phrase in dramas and manga, but I didn’t think people actually used it...

Tokiya Ichinose: Ren... you shouldn’t say things like that so lightly. That’s taking a joke too far.

Ichinose-san grabs Jinguji-san’s hand and removes it from my shoulder.

Tokiya Ichinose: You too. If you don’t reject people like them flat-out when they do something you’re uncomfortable with, they’ll only take advantage of you more as time goes on.

Syo Kurusu: “People like them”...Are you including me in that?

Tokiya Ichinose: Of course. A servant? Even jokes should have their limits.

Haruka Nanami: Ah... but... um... I. I really want to try for the position, so…

If I have the chance to be useful to someone else, I want to try it. And besides…

A servant is someone who supports their master from the shadows. It’s kind of cool, when you think about it…

When I was in middle school…

I didn’t really have anyone who I could call a friend, but, for a little while, the student who sat next to me occasionally interacted with me.

They would say things like, “Hey, Nanami. Go get me some bread from the student store,” or ask for small change, or have me run errands for them. They would ask, “Can you throw this out for me?” or let me help them when they had class duties.

They also relied on me when they asked things like, “Will you switch cleaning days with me?” At times like those, I felt just a little bit more connected to another person. It made me happy. I’m sure that if I become a servant, there’ll be lots of times like that. I’m already a little eager to get started.

Tokiya Ichinose: Are you... sane?

Select the phrase!

Yes. (+20 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: R-really? Uh, th-then, I’ll be counting on you!!

Haruka Nanami: Okay.

Syo Kurusu: I mean, of course. It’s actually an honor to join the retinue of someone as amazing as me, you know!

Is there something strange about that? (+10 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: There’s nothing strange about it at all! Believe in yourself!

Syo-kun smiles as he declares this, full of confidence. He grips both my shoulders firmly.

Haruka Nanami: Understood!!

I don’t know if I’ll be of any use, but… (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: “Don’t know if you’ll be useful”? Don’t be so timid! You’re going to be my servant! Work hard and make yourself useful!!

Haruka Nanami: Understood!!

Tokiya Ichinose: ...I suppose there are many kinds of people in this world.

Syo Kurusu: Okay! From now on, you’ll refer to my awesome self as “Your Highness,” got it?

Haruka Nanami: Understood!! But, um... why “Your Highness”? Are you the prince of a country, or… ?

Syo Kurusu: Um, well, no…. But I do have a reason.... I guess you don’t want to call me that, though… ?

Haruka Nanami: Not at all! Your Highness!

Syo Kurusu: Is that so? That’s good to hear. Oh, that’s right. I haven’t asked your name yet, have I? What’s your name?

Haruka Nanami: Oh…. It’s… Haruka Nanami.

Syo Kurusu: Got it. Nice to meet you, Haruka!

Haruka Nanami: Yes.

Ryuya Hyuga: Oooookay. Homeroom’s starting~. Hurry up, take your seats.

As soon as our homeroom teacher, Ryuya Hyuga-sensei, arrives, everyone returns to their seats at once.

Hyuga-sensei…. I’ve seen him on TV before, but seeing him for real, right in front of me, is really impressive.

He has the sort of sharp stare that could make delinquents on the street break and run if he just glared at them a little….

But... At the same time, I get a deep sense of kindness from him. He’s a smartly dressed man in a suit, but he also seems friendly and reliable.

I’m sure that male students as well as female students think he’s really cool.

Male Student A: Whoooa, it’s really Ryuya Hyuga! The legendary man who played the Gang Leader, and whose show got a 20% viewership rating!

Male Student B: Yeah, all the songs he released hit a million sales or more. They say he’s a jewel in the crown of Shining Agency. Oh, but didn’t he quit singing?

Male Student A: That’s right—he hasn’t made as many media appearances lately, either. They used to happen one after the other….

Ryuya Hyuga: Hey, you two! Quit whispering.

Hyuga-sensei hits the top of his desk and the students all freeze and quiet down, trembling.

Male Student A: Sorry!

Male Student B: Yes, sir.

Ryuya Hyuga: Unbelievable…. Okaaay, a lot of you probably know this already, but I’m Ryuya Hyuga, the homeroom teacher for this class.

Lately, I’ve been working as an executive for the agency and as a teacher as well. I’ve worked less in the entertainment industry lately, but I’m still an entertainer. You should respect that. In this world, good manners are vital, got it? Oh, also, this isn’t a normal high school—you’ll only be here for one year.

You’re all going to have to rise to a professional level in that year. It’s a real short student life. Try your very hardest so you don’t have any regrets.

With that, Hyuga-sensei finishes introducing himself and explains some things about Saotome Academy.

Come to think of it, it seems like if Hyuga-sensei doesn’t like us, we won’t make it in the entertainment world.

Even so, he’s an upright person with a strong sense of justice, so we should be okay as long as we don’t do anything terrible.

Ryuya Hyuga: ...And I think that’s just about everything regarding the school facilities. Basically, remember that romantic love is forbidden. Stay within the bounds of common sense and you should be fine.

Next, we need to pick partners.... This was explained during the entrance ceremony, but at our school, composers and idols aim to debut in pairs.

Syo Kurusu: Excuse meee, Senseiii! I wanna be with her.

Syo-kun takes my arm and walks with me up to the teacher’s desk.

Ryuya Hyuga: Well, that was awfully quick. But it looks like a pretty interesting combination.

Haruka Nanami: Uh… um…. Are you really okay with me?

Syo Kurusu: You’re my servant, after all. Isn’t it obvious that a servant would serve her master?

Haruka Nanami: O-of course! I will try to serve you well.

Syo Kurusu: Sure. You better make a song that’s gorgeous and cool enough for an awesome guy like me.

Haruka Nanami: I will.

Ryuya Hyuga: I don’t really get what’s going on with you two, but if you’re fine with it, alright. I’m going to list you as partners, okay? You won’t be able to change your mind later.

Haruka Nanami: Yes.

Then, everyone in class chooses partners one after another and informs Hyuga-sensei at his desk.

Ryuya Hyuga: ...Well, I guess it’s about that time. I’ve explained things, so if there aren’t any questions, let’s move on to self-introductions.

Syo Kurusu: Excuse meee, Senseiii! I have a questiooon!

Ryuya Hyuga: Oh. Kurusu, right? For someone so tiny, you sure have a lot of energy. Go ahead, squirt.

Syo Kurusu: T-ti…. W-well, whatever. Um, can I always wear my hat, even if it’s during class?

Ryuya Hyuga: Hm? Oh, right, you’ve been wearing your hat this whole time, haven’t you…?

Normally that’d be against the rules…. Do you have a reason for it?

Syo Kurusu: The truth is… this hat is a memento from my grandpa….

I always really loved my grandpa, and when I’m wearing this, it feels like he’s here with me…

… Also, I made a promise. I said I’d always wear it. That I’d cherish it…. So….!

Tokiya Ichinose: Bold of him to tell such a transparent lie….

Ren Jinguji: No matter how you look at it, an old person wouldn’t wear a hat with that design. … So then, there’s only one reason he’d care so much about wearing a hat….

Tokiya Ichinose: I’d say he’s probably trying to make himself look taller.

Ren Jinguji: Right? Sheesh, what a cheap trick…. There’s no way it’s going to work, either.

Ichinose-san and Jinguji-san mutter to each other with exasperated expressions, but…

Hyuga-sensei listens to Syo-kun’s words very seriously. And then…

Ryuya Hyuga: Huh… your grandfather’s…. Well, then, fine…. My grandfather passed away last month, too….

Hyuga-sensei’s eyes well up slightly as he answers.

Ryuya Hyuga: My mother’s always been obsessed with work. My father died a long time ago…

My grandfather pretty much raised me. Manners, studying, how to fight, how to stare someone down… even how to throw a punch…. He taught me everything....

Where he was from, they called him the Red Dragon of Shounan, and he was pretty famous…. But the flu took him so fast....

In the end… I never had the chance to win against him, and now, I’ll never get to spar with him again….

… Sorry, that got too personal.

Saying this, Hyuga-sensei wipes a tear from the corner of his eye.

He seems a little scary at first glance, but he’s such a compassionate person….

Syo Kurusu: Ah... um... well…. No... it’s fine.

Syo-kun falters in his answer, looking taken aback for some reason.

Syo Kurusu: So... I can wear my hat?

Ryuya Hyuga: You do have a reason. Personally, I’d like to let you, but….

As for what the principal will say…. In the end, he’s the one who decides the rules here. Even if I allow it, hats aren’t really allowed without the principal’s approval.

As Hyuga-sensei is saying this…

Shining Saotome: You called, Ryuya-saaaaan?

Suddenly, the principal’s voice rang out from inside the teacher’s desk.

Ryuya Hyuga: Gah! Principal... where the heck did you…?

Hyuga-sensei looks around, flustered.

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HAAA~. Do you know where IIII AM~?

Uh…. W-where could he be? I look…

Select the phrase!

… at the window. (+0 Love +10 Music)

On the window… There’s a note stuck to it that says, “Sorry, that’s next week.”

N-next week… ? Does that mean that the principal will come to visit our class next week, too?

… under my chair. (+0 Love +10 Music)

Quietly, I look under my chair.

When I do…

Mayim mayim mayim mayim mayim besason

Little middle-aged men the size of my finger, wearing fundoshi, were holding hands and doing a “mayim mayim” dance.

Haruka Nanami: ???

I blink and look again, and suddenly, one of the men meets my eyes.

In the next instant, the men all scream, scatter like roaches in all directions, and vanish.

… What was that?

… at the floor. (+0 Love +10 Music)

I look at the floor for some reason.

There’s a note there that says, “Look up.”

Up… ?

I raise my face towards the ceiling. This time there’s a sign that says, “Look down.” So I look down again.

There’s a sign that says, “Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A”

“B A”?

I don’t really get it, but I try tracing the letters with my finger. Then I look at the wall.

I read, “Failure! Ding dong, you were wrong.” …

But when I rub my eyes and look at it again, there’s nothing written there at all.

It seems there are many mysteries at this school.

And then...

Shining Saotome: The correct answer is heeere!

Fwip.

What I had assumed was just part of the wall suddenly peels away, revealing the principal.

Ryuya Hyuga: There you go, popping out from random places again. You’re going to scare students, doing it right off the bat like this….

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HA~. It’s my secret ninja fake-wall technique.

Ryuya Hyuga: There’s… a lot of things wrong with that….

Shining Saotome: A-ny-wayyys. I have an announcement to maaake. And it’s this: from this moment, “The Self-Introduction Show” has beguuun!

Ryuya Hyuga: Wait. Why are you doing this…? Don’t ignore me and don’t continue the class by yourself.

Male Student A: Uh...why is it a “Self-Introduction Show” now? Is a normal self-introduction not good enough?

Male Student B: I guess not, if it’s a show…. But then, what on earth should we…?

Shining Saotome: Starting now, I will give you three minuuutes. In that time, everyone please come up with a marvewous dispway, understand?

Ryuya Hyuga: … Yup, he’s ignoring me…. … Sheesh, when the principal gets like this, there’s no stopping him.

Shining Saotome: The winner might get something good. Let's hope you're the Wizard of Odds in this little game! By the way, the judge is meeee!

IIIIIIIIIT’S SHOOOOOOOOOWTIIIIIIIIIME!!

When they hear that the principal will be judging, on top of everything else, everyone in the class is scared stiff.

In the middle of all that….

Tokiya Ichinose: I’m Tokiya Ichinose. I’m sixteen years old. I’m often told that I look like HAYATO, but I’m someone else. My skill is “singing.” Please listen.

Ichinose-san sings his heart out, a capella.

Shining Saotome: Oh-ho. That’s some excellent singiiing! Good, good! Very good indeed!

Jinguji-san speaks next.

Ren Jinguji: My name is Ren Jinguji. I’m the guy who will enrapture every lady on earth.

He says this with a single wink. Then he plays magnificently on a saxophone.

Shining Saotome: Now there’s a sound with preseeence! What a brilliant feeliiing!

They’re both very impressive and cool.

Shining Saotome: Well then, next is MISS Nanami. Please do your beeest!

Haruka Nanami: Y-y-y-yes!!

Well, I said that, but…. I really have no idea what to do…. I stand there, uncertain, and…

Select the phrase!

… gaze at Syo-kun. (+20 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: … Haruka? What… are you nervous?

Haruka Nanami: Y-yes….

Syo Kurusu: Geez, what’re you doing getting so nervous right at the beginning like that? You’re my servant, aren’t you? Pull yourself together!

Haruka Nanami: Okay….

Syo Kurusu: Agh, come on! Quit makin’ that face! Head up, and smile!

Haruka Nanami: Um… like this… ?

… look at the principal. (+0 Love +10 Music)

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HA~. Please do your beeest.

Haruka Nanami: O… kay….

I d-don’t really know how…

… turn to face Hyuga-sensei. (+0 Love +0 Music)

Ryuya Hyuga: Hm, what’s wrong? If nothing comes to mind, you can start by just giving your name.

Just say my name. Just say my name….

B-but, I’ll do my best!!

Haruka Nanami: Ah… ahh… uh….

As I’m trying my hardest, completely frozen, Syo-kun stands up from his desk and comes to stand at my side.

Syo Kurusu: Geez, what’re you doing getting this nervous before you even start? You’ve got this. Have some confidence and go for it!

Saying that, Syo-kun gives me a hard thump on the back.

Syo Kurusu: Worked up the courage yet?

Haruka Nanami: Yes.

I take one deep breath to calm myself and look straight ahead.

Haruka Nanami: My name is Haruka Nanami. I want to be a composer. I don’t have a special skill like all of you. I can’t do anything but write music, but I want to try my very best.

After saying only that, I bow.

Syo Kurusu: Let ‘em hear it.

Haruka Nanami: Huh...?

Syo Kurusu: A song you’ve composed. You’ve got one, right?

Haruka Nanami: Right now...?

Shining Saotome: Ha-ha-ha. If you mean the digital recording, then it’s right heeere! With the push of a button…

The principal produces a tape player from somewhere or other, slips in a cassette, and hits “play.”

I… submitted my song on a CD…. Why is it on a cassette tape?

After listening to my song, everyone in class gives me a round of applause.

... I’m happy.

Syo Kurusu: Hey, it’s a good song. I suuuper like this song!!

Haruka Nanami: ... Thank you.

Syo Kurusu: Good job on your self-introduction. You can do it if you put your mind to it, see?

Haruka Nanami: Yeah.

Syo-kun grins and gives me a thumbs-up. I’m sure that I was only able to try like I did during my self-introduction thanks to him.

Syo Kurusu: Next up is the amazing me, right?

Select the phrase!

Do your best, okay? (+20 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Of course! Carve my heroic figure deeply in your mind!

Haruka Nanami: Yes!

[Square Insert]

I’m looking forward to it. (+10 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Hehe. It’s gonna be a surprise for sure. Don’t look away, or you’ll miss how awesome I am.

Haruka Nanami: I won’t.

What will you do? (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: I’ll let you look forward to it.

You’re lookin’ at Syo Kurusu! In the future, I’ll be known as a genius idol and a man who stands at the top of the entertainment world! My specialties are violin and... karate!

Whoosh.

Syo-kun’s fist strikes the air.

Where does all that power come from in his small body… ?

His flying fists cut through the air. Kicks and jabs flow gracefully, one after another…. Every movement is captivating.

Ryuya Hyuga: Hmm… you’re not bad. Isn’t it boring by yourself, though? I’ll be your partner.

Hyuga-sensei grins with a gleam in his eye.

Haruka Nanami: Um, Sensei, fighting is…. If someone gets hurt….

Ryuya Hyuga: It’s fine, Nanami. This isn’t a fight, it’s just a bit of sparring. I’ve got faith in my own abilities, too.

Taking on one tiny opponent isn’t that big of a deal. I won’t give or take any injuries. Don’t worry!

Syo Kurusu: Just for the record, I’m not gonna hold back at all.

Ryuya Hyuga: Ha. Excellent!!

Syo Kurusu: SEI!!

Syo-kun’s fist just grazes Hyuga-sensei’s cheek, and...

Ryuya Hyuga: Hyah!!

Syo-kun immediately ducks under Hyuga-sensei’s punch, which goes flying over his head. All of their attacks are only milliseconds off from connecting.

Without any preparation at all, they’re each responding perfectly to the other’s attacks.

Ryuya Hyuga: Hmph. Not bad at all, kid!

Syo Kurusu: You still throw a pretty good punch too, considering your age.

Ryuya Hyuga: I’ve stayed in practice. … Let’s end this. Ready?

Syo Kurusu: Yeah.

Ryuya Hyuga: Haaaaah!!

Syo Kurusu: Graaaah!!

They throw their whole bodies into the final blow. And then, they stop inches from each other’s faces.

Ryuya Hyuga: Heh.

Syo Kurusu: Heheh.

They both burst out laughing. Before we know it, the whole classroom is filled with cheers and applause.

The principal stands up and starts clapping, too.

Shining Saotome: Braaavo, bravooo. Mmmmmmm, the winner this time is MR. Syooo.

Not a single person protests the decision. That’s just how amazing Syo-kun’s karate was.

Shining Saotome: As your prize, I will grant you any one wiiish.

Syo Kurusu: Really!? Then I want permission to wear my hat in class.

Shining Saotome: HA-HA-HA~. That’s an easy wiiish. Permission’s a thing any thief could steeeal.

And that’s how Syo-kun gets permission to wear his hat in class.

After class, Syo-kun, Ichinose-san, Jinguji-san, and I stay behind in the classroom to chat.

Haruka Nanami: I’m glad you’ll be able to keep wearing your hat, Your Highness!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah, thanks.

Tokiya Ichinose: Well, that hat was the cause of all this trouble, and now everything is as it was intended. But… Your performance was definitely impressive enough to pass.

Ren Jinguji: And yet, even though the one and only Shining Saotome said he’d grant any wish, you still chose such a small one. You’re not greedy at all, Shorty.

Jinguji-san pokes at Syo-kun’s hat.

Syo Kurusu: Oh….

For a moment, an “oh, crap” expression flits across Syo-kun’s face.

Ren Jinguji: Did you seriously only realize that now, Shorty?

Syo Kurusu: N-no, not at all! I just really wanted to wear this hat, no matter what! And don’t call me short, you beanpole!

Ren Jinguji: Ha. Call it a model’s build, please. It takes a lot of work to look this stylish, you know.

Jinguji-san runs a hand through his hair.

Tokiya Ichinose: … I suppose I’m stuck with you all…. Ren, Syo… and you…. It seems like it’s going to be a troublesome school year.

Ichinose-san sighs, but getting to meet these amazing people…. I’m so excited.

I gaze at the three of them, lost in thought.

Syo Kurusu: Hm? What’s up?

... Syo-kun notices me staring, and asks me why.

Select the phrase!

I’m so happy…. (+20 Love +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Everyone’s so cool…. I’m glad I’ve gotten to meet such incredible people. And most of all, I’m so happy that I get to spend a year trying my best at your side, Your Highness….

I’m sure we’ll win the graduation audition!!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!!

I’m so excited I can hardly stand it! (+10 Love +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Everyone in class, and the school, and Your Highness are all so incredible that… it almost seems like a waste for me to be here…. So I’m so excited for this year!

You’re so cute…. (+0 Love +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Don’t call me cute!!!!!

Haruka Nanami: Ah, s-sorry! I won’t say it again! I’m sorry!!

Syo Kurusu: Well, as long as you get it…. You better not….

He… might have a complex. But if he does, that’s kind of cute too.

There’s a long road ahead of us with difficult obstacles before we can debut. But, for some reason… My anticipation is greater than my uneasiness, and I can’t calm this heart-pounding excitement.

I can’t help but feel like this is going to be the school life of my dreams. All riiight! I’ll set my sights on debuting and do my best~!!

Mini Game

Ryuya Hyuga: Alright, let’s start this private lesson~. That’s right. We’ll test your sense of rhythm before starting the composition class.

For composers, rhythm is the most basic of basics. From here on out, study hard and learn all you can!

First I will show you the pattern. After that, you’re gonna continue.

So, let’s begin.

S Rank

Syo Kurusu: Amaziiing! You’re really an amazing person. I’ll keep relying on you from now on!!

The next morning, when Syo-kun asks me about the test and I tell him I got a perfect score, he’s pleased, too.

Haruka Nanami: Yes, I’ll do my best.

I’ll keep working hard and leveling up. I want to become even the tiniest bit more useful.

Chapter End

#syo repeat #syo kurusu #utapri

[rahleeyah]

I laughed when you said you regret reading the opinions on Twitter. I did too. I was wondering if we all watched the same show. So many people saying we got no EO. Like huh? Yes SVU was about Amanda but the EO was there.

Mirror Effect. Olivia was watching Amanda deal with PTSD. She wasn’t only seeing things from an ‘I’ve been through that too’ point of view. But she also saw how it was affecting Carisi and her kids. Amanda wasn’t taking therapy seriously and her actions was scaring the people in her life who love her. You can’t convince me that she wasn’t seeing Elliot in Amanda’s behavior.

And the being alone and learning to love yourself line that has people upset. That wasn’t just about her. That was about Elliot too. And Olivia saying that doesn’t mean the writers won’t flip things and have them move a bit faster. We just don’t know.

Then on OC. The show has often taken their titles from movies. Catch Me If You Can. A movie about a man who is always on the run. Taking on different personalities. That has been Elliot since Kathy was killed. In the bar, he saw the news story about the death of the cop with a wife and 5 kids. It hit too close to home. He looked in the mirror and finally saw Elliot Stabler. (Mirror Effect!) With so much pent up negative emotions, he did what he does when he can’t deal. He uses his fist. Hopefully this will lead to him going to therapy.

I feel like we are going to get EO but it’s not always going to be so in our face. We may get it in a more subtle ways until they can put Chris and Mariska together. This weeks episodes felt like progress to me. David is doing a great job working with the OC writers. People just need to be patient. The season just started! Lol

i've been thinking about this a lot, bc it's been three episodes, and i have seen people say they're disappointed in the lack of eo, when i've been living bc it already feels like so much more than what we were getting in the non-crossover episodes last season.

and the thing is, i wrote a post about this and then deleted it but i'm gonna say it here - it does feel like we're watching different shows, bc we are. everybody is going to bring different expectations and different backgrounds to the show, and those different perspectives will result in wildly different interpretations. a line i think is a positive for eo is seen as a negative by others; which one of us is right? ultimately, i think it doesn't matter. i don't think capital R Right is something we can be. i may disagree with people, but isn't a lot of this subjective? to paraphrase the dude, it's just, like, my opinion, man. so i do try to pull myself back. i'm don't manage it every time bc i'm not perfect but i do try to just. live and let live.

NOW that being said you raised some really interesting points about the epis i wanna talk about lmao

i find it really interesting bc i was so focused on the ways amanda's behavior reminded me of olivia - down to the scene of carisi disarming her at home just like cassidy had to do, to the point where i had to gif it - that i didn't make the connection between amanda's behavior and elliot's until you mentioned it. and what's really interesting to me about this is that both of those things are true - that you can draw a parallel between amanda and liv and amanda and elliot - and bc a=b and b=c, a also equals c. i wrote a lot right after elliot came back about the parallels between his ptsd and olivia's. and there's no way olivia hasn't noticed that connection, both to elliot and amanda. so it's a connective thread that's really fun to spin around in my head like a marble.

i wrote a post about the learning to love yourself line so i won't rehash my thoughts but - yes. exactly. AND we have no idea how fast the writers are planning to move things. we are getting episode four this week like this baby is just getting started we have such a long way to go and 2/3 of this shit isn't even filmed yet lmao

AND anon your mind!!! the mirror effect/elliot seeing his face in the mirror, what a connection! i am honeslty super excited about this season bc the shows are actually being written as if they exist in the same universe for once! the svu ME turning up on oc! nods to eo on both svu and oc! benson and stabler both getting mini mes to train! it feels so cohesive and that is so exciting to me.

i absolutely think we are getting progress. and subtle is how l&o has ALWAYS done relationships. no one knows when liv and tucker officially got together. liv fucked cassidy in the s13 finale/s14 opener and it was such a tease, we only saw her naked in a bed with two wine glasses on the table and someone in the shower, only got a little tiny nod from cassidy to reveal that something was going on. kurt moss appears out of thin air and vanishes just as quickly. a possible romantic something with bayard ellis was teased but never outright explained. this is not a show that hands us things. we have to pick apart the nuances. and the nuances say eo is full steam ahead, so i'm not mad at it.

#anonymous #e.o asks #s.vu

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Today’s compilation:

Totally Hits 2001 2001 R&B / Hip Hop / Pop / Pop-Rock

Fuuuuuuck, man. Can we please just go back to the year 2001? Y'know, before *the big main event* happened? Top 40 and hip hop/R&B radio were sooo good back then!! 😭

And here's an excellent collection of radio bops to prove it, put out by Totally Hits, the main, always-runner-up to the ever-dominant Now That's What I Call Music! series. I feel like a lot of people aren't aware of this, but, while the US run of the Now series was originally made up of a partnership between Universal and EMI and all their many subsidiaries, Totally Hits was its answer, provided by BMG and Warner Bros. and all of their subsidiaries. (And BMG also includes Sony, mind you.) So, while Now always outsold Totally Hits and released their albums more frequently, and also had a bigger pool of pop songs to pick from, Totally Hits definitely wasn't a slouch either, especially with this 2001 installment; they had plenty of goods to offer that Now couldn't.

But I don't even know where to start with this thing. Like, nearly all of this CD holds a special place in my heart. Those classic strings from Blu Cantrell's "Hit 'Em Up (Oops!)" ignite and my inner child just immediately activates 🥺.

So I guess I'll just pepper this post with some observations and fun facts about a bunch of these songs then...

Diddy and co.'s "Bad Boy for Life" still bangs hard to this very day. Its beat sounds just as nuts now as it did the day when it first came out 21+ years ago. I mean, I’ve still yet to hear anything else quite like it. And it was made by this dude Megahertz, who also produced Nas' "Got Ur Self a Gun" in the same year. And while the song only peaked at #33 on Billboard’s Hot 100, its “there goes the neighborhood”-themed music video was in *super* heavy rotation on MTV and featured an extended cameo from Ben Stiller, along with other cameos from Xzibit, Ice Cube, Snoop Dogg, Shaq, Mike Tyson, Baron Davis, Travis Barker, Dave Navarro, Access Hollywood’s Pat O’Brien, Fonzworth Bentley, fucking Crazy Town, and weirdly enough, the character actor Richard Dunn, who’d wind up playing a bunch of different roles on Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job! some years later.

Does anyone else remember that early 2000s rap and R&B fad that was obsessed with making South Asian-sounding beats? Did Timbaland start that whole trend with Missy Elliott's bhangra-infused "Get Ur Freak On"? I could be wrong, but it feels like he did? 🤔

Here's what I think is the most slept-on song out of this entire slate: the remix of Dream's "This Is Me." I actually totally forgot that this song even existed, but this CD helped jog my memory. Do you even remember Dream? No, not The-Dream, but Dream; the ultimately fleeting female R&B and pop quartet that were most famous for that song "He Loves U Not." Anyway, they were on Bad Boy and Mario Winans took the original version of "This Is Me" and remixed it to include a sample of the bells from Bob James' "Take Me to the Mardi Gras," which is one of those samples I go nuts for every time I hear it. I first heard it in Snap!'s "The Power" and I've loved it dearly ever since. It also appears towards the end of Missy Elliott’s “Work It.”

Those who call Eve 6 a one-hit wonder are just flat-out wrong. "Here's to the Night," a soft, Police-inspired follow-up to the catharsis of “Inside Out” (the “heart in a blender” song), only placed two spots below it on the Hot 100.

It’s really funny and interesting how Uncle Kracker (what a stupid name) came out of the Kid Rock milieu as the turntablist in his backing band (lmao), and then, despite being a rapper, rose to immense adult contemporary fame with “Follow Me” and then a cover of Dobie Gray’s “Drift Away” (🎶Give me the beat boys and free my soul🎶). It also seems like Kid Rock kinda followed in his footsteps too, dropping his brash, working class, trailer park asshole gimmick for a quick sec to make “Picture” with Sheryl Crow the following year 🤔.

Remember “I Do!!” by Toya? It was her only hit, but that catchy, midtempo R&B groove was 🔥. Produced by this guy Antoine “Bam” Macon, who then went on to co-produce Nelly and Kelly Rowland’s “Dilemma.” Toya would release one more single after this one, which didn’t fare too well, and then she’d appear on Cam’Ron’s 2002 classic, “Hey Ma,” before falling all the way off.

We gotta talk about Willa Ford too. It shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that the people who produced “I Wanna Be Bad” also produced a bunch of songs for Britney Spears as well. Willa says she wasn’t trying to copy Britney, but damn, does this sound like a Britney song! Also, what on earth is Eminem friend-and-foe-and-friend-again Royce da 5′9″ doing on this?!?!?

           Oh yeah, and we can’t ignore this from Willa either:

That article was then followed up with this:

Which then allows for the perfect use of this meme:

Is there a stronger trio of singles to come from a rap album than the one that came from OutKast’s Stankonia? I mean, how can you beat “B.O.B.,” “Ms. Jackson,” and “So Fresh, So Clean”? I really don’t think you can. The production group of Organized Noize had a large hand in OutKast’s first four albums, and one of their members, Sleepy Brown, also provides the falsetto parts on the chorus for “So Fresh, So Clean.”

Why wasn’t Craig David a bigger thing in the US? He could’ve been our British R&B king, but he only wound up with two successful singles here with “Fill Me In” and “7 Days.” “7 Days” actually performed better on the Hot 100, but I feel like “Fill Me In” is far more remembered in the States. Anyway, despite his brief showing here, he managed to stay relevant all the way into the 2010s back home. Awesome voice and great beats.

Lastly, Dido’s “Thank You.” This song took such a long path to reach #3 on the Hot 100. It actually first came out in 1998, appearing on the soundtrack to an indie flick called Sliding Doors that starred Gwyneth Paltrow. Then, in ‘99, it was included on Dido’s debut album, No Angel. Following that, Eminem released The Marshall Mathers LP in 2000, which included “Stan,” a song that made the chorus from “Thank You” its own. Naturally, that helped to increased the popularity of “Thank You” itself and Dido then released it as a single in September of 2000. Then a couple months later, Eminem released “Stan” as a single too. Finally, in January of 2001, “Thank You” entered the Hot 100 at the #80 spot, and by April it had climbed all the way up to #3. It then stayed on the chart until September and became one of the biggest hits of 2001.

What a fucking nostalgia rush this whole thing was. Radio was at its absolute peak in these days. Just so many good and fun songs. Take me back! 

More of these installments from Totally Hits and Now in the near offing, so if you enjoyed this post, stay tuned!

Highlights:

Blu Cantrell - "Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!)" 112 - "Peaches & Cream" Missy Elliott - "Get Ur Freak On" P. Diddy, Black Rob and Mark Curry - "Bad Boy for Life" Dream feat. Kain - "This Is Me (Remix)" Usher - "U Remind Me" O-Town - "All or Nothing" Eve 6 - "Here's to the Night" Uncle Kracker - "Follow Me" LFO - "Every Other Time" Sugar Ray - "When It's Over" Willa Ford - "I Wanna Be Bad" Toya - "I Do!!" OutKast - "So Fresh, So Clean" Ludacris feat. Shawna - "What's Your Fantasy" Craig David - "Fill Me In" Dido - "Thank You"

P.S.: I wrote a long Twitter thread about almost all of the songs on this album. I only covered a little more than half of them here in this post, so if you want more observations and fun trivia, check it out!

#r&b #r & b #hip hop #rap #pop #pop rock #rock #music #2000s #2000s music #2000's #2000's music #00s #00s music #00's #00's music #90s #90s music #90's #90's music

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Habit Talks To Kamal On An Intercity Bus [ AU ]

(Plaintext: Habit Talks To Kamal On A Public Bus [ AU ] )

Note: The Habitspeak translation without his speaking quirk is present below for those who have difficulty reading his style. And described the emote expressions as well.

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[ ID: Photo of a Greyhound bus from the USA out on the road in a clear day. Its dark blue and has a symbol of silver running Greyhound dog as it's logo. End ID]

Ooo..phooo.. phoo.. FWOOO-- HEE HEE!! Haw haw haw OK don't gooo- I will stop :-3 Yourm ears and ur prettie earsring r Safe - but I am jost a funny guy!! Genius-es are so unerrrated now u_u 

Ahem.

So wHAT I really wanna say is ..

I think u r the "knees of bees" ..the 6 of them

I wonder y that's a quote...there's nuthin much speshul abt those..u deserve better..like..hmMMMMMMmmmm

Bee bee bee ba-bee?? Ur my bb?? Yes U r!! U hav heard that b4 buthough... bees...they sting me sometims nd die... im forgetting to bury them :-( B4 Tunia makes "CPR"...between u n me dear, I think she likes slurpin em up...anyway its TOO sad! it happens when I take care of my Garden, where bees r of gr8 importance. They rub-a-dub themselfs on the flowers to get the gold dust for polly-nation..in skool I learnt that Bombus terrestris and Antirrhinum majus hav what's called a "co-evolveution"-- they're friends with bee-nefits!

I dream I also listened 2 the lesson's rest.. o, wish, acksually. AFAIK was thinking abt making a PokéMans card for u.. 

--What? Oh, I see. No it's not embrassing. U can ask me anytime, am happy 2 claritify.  Sooz, the common names areee bumble bee and ..the flower..um.. crapdragon. I do'nt know whats wrong with whoever diss-covered that 1. Habit Tip! They shuld keep all their windows locked tight and seal the crawl space.

Is the other thingie clear? U already know? Ok. Eye...lost my thoughts-train. What was I chuggin on about? Helppp a guy out dahling? 

HEY I HEARD THAT.. " Seeeni khhaaai aaaase "?? Don'tnot understand whole mumble but ime NOTTT putting butter on U PROMISS!! It's you're fault your so ez to love. Work on it. 

( Note to any readers who wouldn't already know: " Seeni khai aase" is an Assamese slang expression. Seeni means sugar and the whole phrase means someone being too sweet to you, butter-coating things. )

I can see ur smile u know. Ur already in-operative.

LAFFING NOW REALLY REALLY--Ugh just PLZZ tell me what I was talking b4 it poofs FOREVER!! 

Mmm..mhmm ..uh huh..O alright. Yes!! Thatse it!! Such a good listen-er. <:-)

B4 u asked me that, I said "friends"..u r my very bestest friend...

..am I yours?

Thx for reminding me. Am trying. Not to keep asking those things. Let It Flow, like u said. I remmeber. 

U counted??? I-- 

its only been the 3rd tyme this week??? Huh that's good proggerss-But why did u-- how--I don't-- *Leaf it. I'll lose what I was saying Again. All these years and u still manage 2 SirPrize Me. Lolol, I guess it goes both ways !! 

Oh, HA ha, the lucksy '3', U say! Uncle back in Moscow used to ballyho-- 

This iz a bit of a Tang-Ent acksually. U want to hear? 

K. Just tell me "fri-end" after i-end. I'll continue. 

-- b-ally-ho if the sum of the 3 odd-place dijits on a busket-- I mean bus ticket-- = to the sum of 3 even-place digits, it is a luck charm!! A Real (una)Live Leningrad ticket. 

Of coarse...we can't never get 1 on this cramped lil Greyhound. Pffffft. 

(Yawnnn) Were'nt u spposed to tell me some-thing...

Hmmm..??

Uh...I can't hear youuuu....

Sorry..? Again?

What was--

WOa, woa there...Dearie me! I get it! Try to clam down..str-eee-ss isn't helpthy for the body ha.. I heard ur "FRIEND!!!" VERY loud n clear

--They can't. Bc everyones ears are BUSted from the early-ier parkinh "Phhsst". Get it? Ha ha?

Eeeeeeee...!! Goodness me I lurve ur laugh…looks like i maked u feel better after the noize… :\\-)

Oh! Ha ha! What, me? No-Thinggg,, I didn't "mutter" anyth-ing,,,

Hmm?

Aha. try nawt’ta do-it again, OK, man? I accept your apollogee about the interccept…

Anyway uh!! Ur one o' those 2 me obvs( a FRIEND)!! Even if we r feeling a lil awkward rite now!!! 

andso.. no also..what's more..the, flowers! r my friends too... 

Hrmm..Ain't nothin better than when stuffs we cherryish come to-gather huh? Transalating 2 Nerd Language heeehee..call it...you..."I'm writing a Cross Over, "! 

OK SO

Heer me out- ‘’Cross Over’’- of…of…m-ie dear FRIEND~~ Mhmm. You-you!!

AND…ANNNND..Guesss!! GUESSSSSS GUESSS HAWHOOO OOO OO

Flowers…and m-ie dear FLORRRAAAA~~ Mhmm. You-you!!

( GIF description: A white lotus blooms in water. GIF is watermarked with 'Zadenkai' end GIF Description )

--To be continued, maybe! If you have any questions you can ask. I'd usually give a HCs explained section but I'm kinda tired right now.

-- Translation below

Ooo..phooo.. phoo.. FWOOO-- HEE HEE!! Haw haw haw OK don't gooo- I will stop :-3 ( catlike smile emote ) Your ears and your pretty earring are Safe - but I am just a funny guy!! Geniuses are so underrated now u_u ( mock-resignation closed eye emote )

Ahem.

So wHAT I really wanna say is ..

I think you are the "knees of bees" ..the 6 of them

I wonder why that's a quote...there's nothin' much special abt those..you deserve better..like..hmMMMMMMmmmm

Bee bee bee ba-bee?? Your my baby?? Yes you are!! You have heard that before but, though... bees...they sting me sometimes and die... I'm forgetting to bury them :-( (frowning emote ) Before Tunia makes "CPR"...between you and me dear, I think she likes slurpin' 'em up...anyway its TOO sad! It happens when I take care of my Garden, where bees are of great importance. They rub-a-dub themselves on the flowers to get the gold dust for pollination..in school I learnt that Bombus terrestris and Antirrhinum majus have what's called a "co-evolution"-- they're friends with bee-nefits!

I dream I also listened to the lesson's rest.. oh, wish, actually. AFAIK was thinking about making a Pokémans card for you.. 

--What? Oh, I see. No it's not embarassing. You can ask me anytime, am happy to clarify.  Soz, the common names areee bumble bee and ..the flower..um.. crapdragon. I don't know whats wrong with whoever discovered that 1. Habit Tip! They should keep all their windows locked tight and seal the crawl space.

Is the other thingie clear? You already know? Ok. I...lost my thought-train. What was I chuggin' on about? Helppp a guy out dahling?

HEY I HEARD THAT.. " Seeeni khhaaai aaaase "?? Don't understand whole mumble but I'm NOTTT putting butter on YOU, PROMISE!! It's your fault you're so easy to love. Work on it. 

I can see your smile you know. You're already inoperative.

LAUGHING NOW REALLY, REALLY--Ugh just PLEASEE tell me what I was talking before it poofs FOREVER!! 

Mmm..mhmm ..uh huh..O alright. Yes!! That's it!! Such a good listener. <:-) ( smile emote )

Before you asked me that, I said "friends"..you are my very bestest friend...

..am I yours?

Thanks for reminding me. Am trying. Not to keep asking those things. Let It Flow, like you said. I remember. 

U counted??? I-- 

its only been the 3rd time this week??? Huh that's good progress-But why did you-- how--I don't-- *Leave it. I'll lose what I was saying Again. All these years and you still manage to surprise Me. Lolol, I guess it goes both ways !! 

Oh, HA ha, the lucky '3', U say! Uncle back in Moscow used to ballyho-- 

This a bit of a Tangent actually. You want to hear? 

K. Just tell me "friend" after I end. I'll continue. 

-- ballyho if the sum of the 3 odd-place digits on a busket-- I mean bus ticket-- is equal to the sum of 3 even-place digits, it is a luck charm!! A Real (una)Live Leningrad ticket. 

Of course...we can't never get one on this cramped lil Greyhound. Pffffft. 

(Yawnnn) Weren't you s'pposed to tell me something...

Hmmm..??

Uh...I can't hear youuuu....

Sorry..? Again?

What was--

WOah, woah there...Dearie me! I get it! Try to calm down..streeess isn't healthy for the body ha.. I heard your "FRIEND!!!" VERY loud n' clear

--They can't. Because everyone's ears are BUSted from the earlier parking "Phhsst". Get it? Ha ha?

( Eeeeeeee...!! Goodness me I love your laugh…looks like i made you feel better after the noise… :\\-) ( blushing smile emote ) )

Oh! Ha ha! What, me? Nothinggg,, I didn't "mutter" anything,,,

Aha. try nawt’ta do it again, OK, man? I accept your apology about the intercept…

Anyway uh!! You're one o' those to me obviously( a FRIEND)!! Even if we are feeling a lil awkward right now!!! 

andso.. no, also..what's more..the, flowers! Are my friends too... 

Hrmm..Ain't nothin better than when stuffs we cherish come together huh? Translating to Nerd Language heeehee..call it...you..."I'm writing a Cross Over, "! 

OK SO

Hear me out- ‘’Cross Over’’- of…of…my dear FRIEND~~ (singsong) Mhmm. You-you!!

AND…ANNNND..Guesss!! GUESSSSSS GUESSS HAWHOOO OOO OO (laughing)

Flowers…and my dear FLORRRAAAA~~ Mhmm. You-you!!

(Plaintext: Flowers…and my dear FLORRRAAAA~~ Mhmm. You-you!!)

--To be continued, maybe! If you have any questions you can ask. I'd usually give a HCs explained section but I'm kinda tired right now.

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