#until the next time they pop up on my radar (if they do)

[fillinforlater]

Monday of Appreciation: Part 100

Hello everyone, Smite here!

100

Let's celebrate this big number and even bigger achievement with a massive a mount of stories that I have compiled over a bunch of weeks now. 10 in total by 9 writers including all kinds of idols (most are meta, sorrry (not sorry)).

However, first off, I want to say thank you to the interest in support this series has gathered. Thank you all very much for liking and reblogging and sometimes even commenting, it means the world to me. Most of the times, I regard this series as a big success.

I need to say it again though that this is the final regular MoA post. For 100 weeks straight I have gathered between 3 and 11 stories from our community, the only reason/motivation being: Appreciation to those that I really like and want to support. Sadly sometimes, MoA has been seen as something like an seal of approval or rather the "not-inclusion" as a seal of disapproval. This has never been the case or my intention.

With that said, MoA is not dead and will never be dead until I'm dead. New parts will randomly pop up and I will gush over another way idol X has been... written. Until then, stay awesome and feel free to go back to the older parts of this series.

These are the final 10 stories on the regular series of Monday of Appreciation:

-1-

@gangplanksorenji: Do you think you are forgiven? ft. Sakura

Reading smut like this and knowing it was written by Orenji of all people still makes my mind boggle. This is unfiltered smut, set up perfectly (especially with the homage to LSFM's latest comeback). All in all great, especially with the non-focus then back-focus on Sakura.

-2-

@coldfanbou: Culmination ft. Somi

This fic is the finale of the ultimate Somi-bimbo-self-sex-slave series. No, I'm serious, you couldn't go further if you wanted to. It also explains why OC is so hesitant to go after her. Also, NTR, but it's so over the top that it kinda flew under my radar. Somi's hotness is melting our minds, isn't it.

-3-

@lustspren: California Love ft. Soyeon, Minnie

The first time I saw these outfits, I kneeeew someone HAD to write a fic about them, either idol x idol or include an OC and oh boy, lustspren delivered. This has quite the excessive set up, all edging leading up to that hotel room scene that does it all justice. To say it with the words of Mister Smith: "That's hot."

-4-

@smuttysabina: Owning Aespa: Chapter 1 ft. aespa

Exquisite! Charming, funny and utterly drenched in lewdness while also shoving absurdity in your face the entire time. This perfectly encapsulates @smuttysabina's writing style. It's blunt yet still a bit teasing and I like how the descriptiveness is subtle enough to keep you on edge. Literally.

-5-

@ggidolsmuts: Xiaoting's Shouting ft. Xiaoting

This fic has a chinese version and though I cannot speak of the quality of that version, this one definitely has it. One of the many, many great stories you can find in Ddeun's masterlist. Damn, now I can't decide if I want an obedient plaything Xiaoting or a demanding loud Xiaoting (haha, Xiaothing or Loudting (I'm so funny (right?)))

-6-

@tothosewhoyearnforit: A Million Dollars ft. Karina

Ah, the great switch life. Though you might not have a million dollars (sadge), the ability to switch around your behavior to accommodate to your partners wants and needs in the moment... man that is everything. Okay, no, someone incredible hot like Karina, now that is everything. Just like the OC in the next story, I'd pay more than a million to get Karina.

-7-

@smuttysabina: Owning Aespa: Chapter 2 ft. Karina

Oh, look! It's the second chapter to the story we already had! This time we get the bouncy girl in the shower as she bravely strikes a deal with us. Will she succeed though? You better find out yourselves (no really, this will be in the test tomorrow).

-8-

@existslikepristin: Sowon's gig ft. Sowon

Sorry, ELP, I had to put a name on this hilarious mess of a fic. Maybe it does not really deserve a name, but I'm all for it to get one. Hell, even my name is terrible (at least it does not spoil the twist). So yeah, if y'all have like 29,4 seconds on your hand, this is the stuff for you. Damn, why do I love your writing so much?

-9-

@okaylikesmomo: Chapter 4: Sauna ft. Chaewon, Kazuha, Sakura

I love how unhinged this is if you ignore all the context and previous chapters. It makes me think if my multi-chapter series' feel this crazy if one just starts in the middle. Crazy or not, sex sex sex. Although it is okay (writing) sex, neither the writing nor the sex are just 'okay'. LSFM really is that hot and makes us crave for more steamy sex sex sex. What a mess (-.-).

-10-

@iznsfw: Above the law, (under you) ft. Tzuyu

What else can I say except: IZ GOAT?! I guess so, every angle, idea, set up and kink this incredible qt has written has worked flawlessly. I rule that you are guilty of being way too fucking good at this and sentence you to write more sentences to make your sentence longer so more sentences lead to new masterpieces. Please.

Guys, that's it. With a final bow the curtains fall. Until next time. Ciao!

#kpop smut #female idol smut #male reader insert #girl group smut #izone smut #male reader smut #mondayofappreciation #le sserafim smut #twice smut #kep1er smut #gfriend smut #aespa smut #somi smut #i.o.i smut #gidle smut #karina smut #sakura smut #tzuyu smut #chaewon smut #kazuha smut #minnie smut #soyeon smut

[in1-nutshell]

Autobots and techno organic buddy? The buddy is the daughter of Predaking but the Autobots don’t know until they run into Predaking while Buddy is with them.

In case you don’t know what a techno organic is, it’s essentially a human Cybotronion hybrid.

Its been a hot second since I've touched anything Predaking related. If this is not what you wanted, please let me know. Techno Organic Buddy is always a treat to see every now and then.

Hope you enjoy!

Autobots react to Techno Organic Buddy being the daughter of Predaking

SFW, Platonic, Familial, slight angst, Techno Organic reader

TFP

No one knows where Buddy came from.

One day Buddy just appeared on the Autobots radar and the next became a part of the Team. It was certainly a confusing time explaining to Fowler and the kids what Buddy was.

“So you’re a Cyborg?”--Miko

“Miko!”--Jack

“What? I’m just asking.”—Miko

“Yeah I guess I am kind of a cyborg.”--Buddy

“See!”—Miko

“How did you become a cyborg?”--Raf

“I…I actually don’t know? I just am.”--Buddy

“How do you not know?”--Jack

“I just don’t.”--Buddy

“Do you even remember how this happened?!”--Jack

“Jack, I don’t even remember what I ate this morning. What makes you think I’m going to remember how ‘this’ happened?”--Buddy

“…Good point…”--Jack

“Great… more paperwork…”--Fowler

She had created bonds with the Autobots and the humans. Although her creation was still a mystery to the bots, some did help her explore her Cybertronian side.

Buddy was vague about her family whenever the topic was brought up. It didn’t seem too strange to the bots at first. Not many of them would necessarily talk about friends or if they had any family. But in comparison to the rest of the kids, Buddy rarely even uttered a word to the bots about them.

“It’s getting late shouldn’t you start heading out?”--Bulkhead

“Oh, pops wont mind.”--Buddy

“He wont mind?”—Wheeljack

“Yeah.”--Buddy

“But certainly your father is worried about you.”—Ultra Magnus

“Nah. He’s fine. I’ve been gone for longer.”—Buddy

“How much is longer?”—Wheeljack

“Hmm… what day is today?”—Buddy

The kids thought that Buddy may have a hard home. Which they did raise their concerns to their respected guardians. The logic made sense. Buddy rarely talked about them and always seemed to be around the base more than the kids. Maybe it was because Buddy was a Techno Organic? It could certainly be a cause.

Miko was the one who brought this up to Buddy. After all the two were as thick as thieves, sure Buddy wouldn’t lie to her about this.

“Hey Buddy!”--Miko

“Hey Miko!”--Buddy

“I was telling Raf and Jack over here about some stories about me in Japan. All comparing there to here. You got any stories about your folks?”--Miko

“Like what?”--Buddy

“Well you rarely talk about any of them. Mind telling me the reason?”--Miko

“Well… Its really just been me and Pops. You know I don’t know much about me being, well, me. He’s the strongest guy I know and he works far.”--Buddy

“That’s why you don’t talk too much about him? Is he a deadbeat?”--Miko

“No! No he’s not a deadbeat! He’s not perfect by any means, but he tries his best. The place where we were living in wasn’t the best. He sent me to Jasper for me to live a better life until he can join me.”--Buddy

“Wow…”--Miko

“Yeah…”--Buddy

“Didn’t know we were gonna get Buddy lore dropping now. What other secrets are you hiding under your plating?”--Miko

“Boring stuff. How about we go flying above the base instead?”--Buddy

“Yeah! Race you to the elevator!”--Miko

Somewhere on base…

Bulkhead, Ultra Magnus, and Wheeljack suddenly shuddering.

“What was that?”—Ultra Magnus

“Don’t know, but I don’t like it.”--Wheeljack

“My Miko senses are tingling…”--Bulkhead

“Your what?”--Wheeljack

Miko reported back as soon as she was done with the flying. This at least gave some peace to the bots.

The bots did meet Buddy’s father.

However, it was under less pleasant circumstances.

The Wreckers, Miko, and Buddy were scouting an old energon mine when a fearsome shriek was heard from above. Predaking in all of his glory landed a few feet away from the Wreckers spreading his wings out wide.

Ultra Magnus held his hammer tightly in his servos, Wheeljack whipped out his katanas, Bulkhead had his wrecking ball, Miko in her armor held her fighting stance eagerly ready to fight the dragon.

Buddy, however, stayed hovering behind Magnus.

Before any of them could formulate a plan of attack, Buddy flew past them and headed straight for the large Predacon.

There was yelling and running, they thought Buddy was about to die.

But something much more bizarre happened.

Buddy dove in for a hug!

And Predaking was wrapping his wings around them, as if he were hugging her back, before transforming and setting the Techno Organic on his shoulder.

“What the—”--Wheeljack

“Careful Wrecker, there’s children present.”--Predaking

“Hey!”--Miko

“Pops!”--Buddy

“That’s your Pop’s?!”--Miko

“Yeah?”--Buddy

“How?”--Miko

“Buddy you’re saying this guy, the Predacon is your dad?”--Bulkhead

“The same mech who hunted down Wheeljack and I?”--Magnus

“The same guy who crushed Magnus’s servo into scrap metal?”--Wheeljack

“Sorry about that.”--Predaking

“I think some explaining is necessary Pops…”--Buddy

“Very well.”--Predaking

Predaking was Buddy’s adopted father.

Predaking, while still in root mode, had met Buddy one day as she was transported to the Nemesis via groundbridge. Starscream was supposed to give her to Shockwave immediately, but for some reason, he had simply tossed Buddy at Predaking without thinking twice.

Predaking had pity on the small thing and took her under his wing.

Literally.

After that Buddy and Predaking were never far from each other. Starscream had once tried to teach him a lesson by going after her. The Second in Command was covered helm to toe with scratches and had one less arm that day.

After his transformation, Predaking realized that the Nemesis wasn’t the best place for Buddy right now, especially when he started questioning his loyalties. He sent Buddy away to the small human town below and told her to stay out of the con’s radar.

Well, she stayed off the cons radar, not so much the bots.

Now for the bots…

Everyone is confused. Especially when the story was retold to the others.

But comparing stories… it makes sense.

Buddy’s loyalties were not questioned. She had plenty of times to expose them to the Cons or have Predaking attack them, yet that didn’t happen. Buddy is loyal to the bots while Prdaking isn’t, but he isn’t loyal to the cons either.

Predaking is fine with Buddy being with the bots. He trusts them more than the Cons to keep her safe.

As long as Buddy is okay, its fine.

#transformers #transformers x reader #maccadam #tfp x reader #tfp #tfp predaking #tfp x platonic reader #techno organic buddy

[callsign-dexter]

A Flight of Insecurities

Request: Bradley Bradshaw with a girl whose call sign is Thunder and she is sorta self destructive because she likes to have people by her side but is terrified of hurting them due to insecurities. She's an excellent pilot, but out of the f-18 she is just a mess of insecurities, sadness, and yearning. Bradley always tries to get close to her but eventually gets tired of her pushing him away when he gets too close and snaps her back to reality in a fight. He just screams "you're just the scared little girl you used to be!" And she is dumbfounded then breaks down crying because it's true. Heavy angst then fluff at the end. (Pls no mentions of kids)

This is inspired by Lana Del Rey's song Thunder which is about loving someone but not being able to get too close without getting hurt.

Pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Callsign: Thunder

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of cancer

Master List

You, Y/N 'Thunder' Y/L/N, are an excellent pilot and own the skies but on the ground.... not so much. You loved having people around and having friends but have been burned so many times she pushes them away even when it comes to romantic relationships. Down on the ground, you're friends with everyone but keeps to yourself there are only a select few people that she is close with.

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw was falling in love with her since they met at Top Gun. You were falling in love with Bradley but since you had been hurt in the past you keep pushing him away. Besides, why would a guy like him like a woman like you? Even though you're an absolutely stunning person and have all the guys falling for you. Everyone can see how beautiful you are.

At work, you interact when you need to and hang out with people but it was forced. You wanted to freely hang out with people but your insecurities got the best of you and stopped you from doing it. You came rolling in like thunder but quickly fizzled out when things and situations were getting tough and the insecurities came rolling in. But get you in the air and it's another story.

In the air, it felt like you had the entire sky to yourself. Didn't need to hang out with anyone or talk to anyone besides when you needed to. You fly a single F-18 so that made it even better, no one to talk to and no one to protect so if something happens you wouldn't feel guilty. When you were flying everything was perfect and nothing bad could go wrong, though you did know that a possible accident could happen. In fact that is where you were right now up in the sky doing some routine flying and getting ready for a next possible mission that could pop up at anytime.

"So Thunder what are you doing after this?" Rooster asked you as he flew to the right beside you. You chuckled and shook your head.

"I don't know yet Rooster." You told him.

"You should stop by The Hard Deck and have some drinks and let me buy you one." He told you and you thought about it and it did sound good and you would be with him.

"I just might have to take you up on that offer." You replied and smirked continuing to fly beside him until Maverick came on the comms.

"Ok guys enough talking. Fight is on." Maverick said but you couldn't see him.

"You see him Thunder?" Rooster asked and you just shook your head.

"Negative." You told him, usually you would be flying with a double seat F-18 but Maverick wanted to switch it up. Just as you were getting ready to say something else he came up on your radar.

"Rooster he's on my three o'clock." You told him.

"I see him Thunder." He replied and you both worked together with Bradley baiting him and you taking him down.

"Good job guys. Head to base and land you're both done for the day." Maverick said and flew off.

Once at base you landed and did your checks and then headed to the locker room to change and get ready to go to The Hard Deck.

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You arrived at The Hard Deck and parked next to Bradley's Bronco. You smiled you really do like him and he really likes you, he's the only one that you've opened up to and told all of your secrets. The flirting and the back and forth had been going on for months but each time you pulled away and pushed him away. You got out and started into the building.

As you walked into The Hard Deck you spotted the squad you were starting to walk over when you stopped and your face fell. There was Bradley with a youngish blonde girl who was flirting with him and it looked like he was flirting back, she was touching him and it didn't look like he was going to stop her. He really didn't want to buy you drinks, did he? He wasn't flirting with you, was he? He didn't want to be with you, did he? Instead of staying there getting your heart broken further you left. You got in your car and drove off.

You arrived home and shut the door locked it and turned off the lights all lights except the TV. You grabbed some leftover takeout, heated it up, went and sat down on the couch put on some cringy movie, and just thought about everything that went wrong.

You didn't know that Bradley looked up each time the bell rang or that he noticed you and saw your face fall. You didn't know he had ditched the girl that came up to him and walked out following you and saw your car leave and that it was parked next to his. We walked back in and sat with the rest, his mood soured. When he walked in he was glad to see the blonde gone.

"Damn what happened to you?" Natasha said to Bradley when she saw his face.

"Thunder was here but she left." Bradley said.

"Do you know why?" She asked Bradley.

"She probably saw me with that girl that made a move on me. I was trying to be polite and turn her down. I love her Nat." Bradley said mood souring more. Natasha sighed she saw it and it looked like he wasn't doing anything to stop it.

"If you love her go and get her." Natasha said but Bradley shook his head.

"She probably doesn't want anything to do with me." He replied.

"You never know until you try." She said and he nodded. So that's what he planned on doing. He walked over to the bar and closed out his tab. He walked to the Bronco and started to short drive to your house but when he got there the lights were off and he figured you were already in bed. He didn't want to disturb you so he left with his mood even more soured.

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The next day at work you arrived a little later than usual but before the brief of the day. Everyone looked at you when you walked in and you tried to hide. Why were they looking at you? Was there something on your face? Did your flight suit not fit? Was there a stain on there? Were they talking about you and how bad of a teammate you were? A thousand thoughts ran through your head but they were cut off when Maverick began to speak all eyes turned on him and away from you except one pair, Bradley's. When you were walking out to your jet Bradley stopped you.

"Bradley." You said as he grabbed your hand. He didn't say anything "What's wrong?" You asked him.

"Why did you leave last night?" Getting straight to the point. You frowned and turned your face away.

"I walked in and saw you with that young blonde and you looked like you were having a good time. She had her hands on you and you weren't pushing her away and I thought you wanted her since she was prettier than me. She had everything that I didn't and she wasn't one of the guys. So, I left and went home turned out my lights and ate takeout watching TV. " You confessed to him and tears were falling.

"Y/N I didn't want her. I want you. You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." He told you but you didn't believe him.

"Stop lying. You don't want me. You can have any other girl. I'm not worth it." You told him honestly and he let go of your hand and stood up running his fingers through his hair.

"You need to stop running away and pushing people out of your life! Can't you see that I want you and love you? Can't you see how devastated I was when you canceled our dates? I wouldn't be flirting with you or asking you on dates if I didn't love you! You need to get over it and start letting people in! You're just the scared little girl you used to be!" He shouted but not loud enough for people to hear far away. He was right you were scared of letting people in afraid of getting hurt like you did in the past. You stood there tears rolling down your face. You stood in shock not believing he would use your past against you, something he said he would never do.

"I have to go." You said and walked away. You knew he was right and it just took him yelling at you to realize it. You didn't know how you were going to respond so you walked away, a normal response.

"Y/N!" Bradley shouted realizing what he said face dropping but you were already at your jet. You usually went with Bradley but you were up with Natasha and Bob. You started preflight checks when Natasha came up to you.

"We missed you last night." She said and you turned towards her.

"I didn't feel well." You told her which wasn't a complete lie.

"Bradley wasn't flirting with that girl you know." You looked at her. "He knew you showed and Penny told us and asked what was wrong with you." You sighed.

"It didn't look that way to me." You told her. "He doesn't want someone like me, Nat. He made that clear when he didn't stop that girl." You continued. "I'm not as beautiful as that girl was. She was drop-dead gorgeous and here I am looking like a guy and not a female." You finished.

"Stop just stop." Nat said. "You're beautiful Thunder. More beautiful than that girl that was just looking for a hookup." She finished and patted you on the back and started to walk to her jet when Bob yelled her name.

You all finished your prechecks and soon were taking off from the runway into the sky. Everything was going smoothly until it wasn't but you weren't on your 'A' game. You were in a practice dogfight with Maverick, Bob, and Natasha. Maverick got behind you ready to take you down. You weren't paying attention and that is how he got behind you, your mind to focused on what Bradley said. You only came back to reality when Natasha's voice came through.

"Thunder he's on your tail. Break right." Phoenix said and you jerked at hearing her voice in your ear, you tried to but when you jerked the control to the right nothing happened. You tried it again and nothing so you raised alarm to Maverick.

"Maverick I can't turn right." You told him silently panicking and it was showing.

"I can see that, Thunder. Try breaking left." He said and you tried but nothing.

"Negative." You said and then your right engine went out. "Maverick right engine is out." Then you heard a pop and your left engine went out. "Left engine is out." You said.

"Thunder, you're going to have to eject." Maverick said and you tried but then you hit turbulence which knocked your jet into a flat spin. Maverick had to pull up in order for your jet not to hit his. "Eject Thunder." He said but all he got back was static meaning that your comms were out. "Damn it." He said under his breath.

Meanwhile you were trying to get it under control and you couldn't. So you struggled to get to the ejection handle under your seat and pulled it. It clicked meaning it was jammed. Normally confident in the air now silently freaking out. You were still flat spinning and getting closer to the ground. The system warning you. Finally one last ditch effort you pulled it again and it worked you but too far from the ground. Your parachute opened but again you weren't far enough from the ground so you landed hard body crumbling under you and head hitting the ground knocking you out.

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Bradley was a nervous wreck. He had to listen to the accident. He had to listen to the love of his life silently panicking. He shouldn't have yelled at you but he needed to get it out and he confessed that you loved him.

"Maverick did you see a parachute?" Bob asked.

"Negative. Let's get back to base and let Search and Rescue look for her." Maverick said. He wanted to stay and look but knew you might need medical attention and he knew that Search and Rescue would need the air space.

"Copy that, Maverick." Phoenix said.

They all landed and met the others in the rec room. They were silent and hoping everything was ok. Cyclone walked in after 30 minutes. "They found her and the jet. She's unconscious and headed to the hospital. The jet was intact and bringing brought in to be inspected." Cyclone said and everyone sighed in relief "I'm calling it for the day. You can go and see her." He said and everyone nodded. Not bothering to change everyone silently agreed to go to the hospital.

"Bradley." Maverick said as he was walking away, Bradley stopped as the others walked on. "You love her don't you?" He asked and Bradley nodded "I can tell. You have that same look that Goose got when he looked at Carole." He paused and walked to him "She's going to be fine. When she wakes up tell her." He finished.

"I will Mav." Bradley said and and patted Maverick on the shoulder and walked out headed to the hospital.

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Bradley arrived at the hospital and the others were already there waiting. He went to the group and sat down and turned to the closet person, Jake. "Have they said anything?" He asked him.

"They just said that she hit her head and will be unconscious for a few. They'll let us know if something new pops up." Jake told him and he was satisfied with that answer. Maverick, Cyclone, and Warlock walked in and went to the front desk and they told them exactly what they told the group.

They walked over to the group and Warlock began talking. "Her jet was recovered and there was a problem with her electronics. Nothing she could've seen. She'll be getting a new jet while her old one is being worked on and investigated." He said and everyone nodded not daring to say a word and they didn't have to because a nurse cam in.

"Lt. Y/N Y/L/N." She said and Cyclone walked to her.

"I'm her superior. How is she?" He asked the nurse. The nurse smiled.

"She's ok. Just a bump to the head and sprained ankle from how she landed on it. She's awake and asking for a Bradley." She said and Bradley perked up and walked to her.

"That's me." Bradley said and she nodded.

"If you would follow me." She said and turned to start walking to your room. Once they arrived she turned to him.

"She's still waking up and if you need me call me." The nurse said and he nodded. Bradley hated hospitals, has ever since his mom was in one for the last couple of months while cancer slowly started to wear her down. He walked into your room and he pulled the plastic blue chair to your side and sat down and held your hand, which woke you up. You looked over and smiled. You started to sit up and he helped you.

"Bradley." You said breathlessly still groggy from the pain meds and sleep. you need to get this out. So you continued before he could say anything. "You're right. I'm sorry. I've just been burned in the past by family, friends, past relationships, and squadrons. I'm sorry for canceling dates, I wanted to go but then thoughts came to me and they were saying that you were only doing it out of pity so I lied. You have plenty of beautiful girls falling at your feet and you can could've them instead of me. Please forgive me." You sobbed out and Bradley's face softened and he put a hand on your face.

"Of course, baby. I forgive you. Just don't shut me or anyone out again. You're way more beautiful than those girls, it is you I want nobody else. I was so scared I was going to lose you when your jet went down." He said as you leaned into his touch.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what went wrong. Everything seemed normal on prechecks." You told him.

"Warlock said it was something electrical nothing you could've seen or prevented. Your jet was intact when it crashed and they did an investigation on it and still doing one. You're getting a new one." He told you.

"You said you loved me?" You asked his words just now hitting you, well on particular line. He laughed and smiled.

"Yes, I said that and its true. I've been in love with you since we first got called back to Top Gun and since we've been an official squad. You're my girlfriend that owns the skies." Bradley said and again you looked confused.

"Girlfriend? Bradley I'm not your girlfriend." You said and he laughed.

"Well this is my officially asking. Y/N 'Thunder' Y/L/N will you be my girlfriend?" He asked his hand that was on your face coming to your hand.

"Of course Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw, I will be your girlfriend as long as you will be my boyfriends." You replied with a chuckle.

"Absolutely baby." He said a kissed you and you pulled back even though you didn't want to.

"Bradley?" You asked his face close to yours still.

"Yes?" He answered breathlessly from the kiss.

"I love you too." You said and the reply you got was another breath taking, bruising kiss.

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After your confession and relationship status confirmed you got a lot better at opening up and hanging out with friends. You were letting more people in and learning to let the terrified little girl go. All this was happening with Bradley by your side. Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw made you whole again.

#bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster bradshaw x reader #rooster bradshaw fic #top gun x reader #top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine #top gun fan fiction #top gun fic #top gun fanfic

[pinkydevil16]

Eric Northman x reader

Eric stared at Sookie, his annoyance peaking as he waited for her to get to the point, his eyes darting to Pam as she reapplied her lipstick with a sneer at the small blonde. 

"Bill is missing and i think he's taken Y/n with him." Eric's attention instantly snapped to her, Y/n was a friend of Sookie's that Eric had taken an interest in but she was firm in her stance that she didn't want the 6 foot viking to claim her as he had asked. 

"He has Y/n. Why was this not raised to me the second she went missing?" Eric's voice came out bitter as Sookie folded her arms with an annoyed huff, she was there to find Bill, Y/n tended to go missing from time to time but something Bill had said made her believe he had taken her with him. 

"She tends to drop off the face of the earth from time to time, but Bill had mentioned that apparently another vampire had been coming to Merlow's and asking about me and Y/n. Then he's gone and so is she, Y/n hadn't mentioned anything and normally she would tell Sam if she was going to be off. I don't know anything else, i need to find Bill." Eric didn't care about Bill, he was a nuisance at the best of time but normally he was causing Eric extreme annoyance and making his relationship with Y/n a thousand times harder. 

"I will reach out to some contacts, i do not care to find Bill but whoever has taken Y/n will meet the true death." Sookie didn't get a chance to respond before Eric was gone, Pam smirking as she walked towards the door waiting for the short blonde to follow her. 

"You should have called him the second she was gone, you don't use your resources." Pam waited until Sookie was out the door, giving her a smirk before slamming the door in her face, the club opening in an hour but now she had to find out what Eric planned to do. Her heels clicking against the ground as she entered the office, Eric swearing in his native tongue down the phone before slamming it down, Pam giving him an odd look as he grabbed his jacket. 

"It appears one of Bill's old next friends decided to pay him a visit and thought he would take Y/n as collateral. I will be back soon." Eric left before Pam could speak, rolling her eyes as she muttered out about humans. 

Y/n laid on the dirty ground, her legs chained to the ground as she turned her head to look at Bill, his fangs popped as he looked at her. Y/n scowled at him, pulling her body further away from him, he hadn't fed in nearly a week and the vampire who took them had been teasing him with Y/n's blood.

"Put those away before i rip them out." Y/n sneered, she had been chained up for 4 days now and was becoming more and more annoyed with Bill's behaviour.

"I cannot help it Miss Y/n." Y/n rolled her eyes, she didn't mind Bill normally but he and Sookie seemed to be constantly dragging her into vampire related messes which were getting on her last nerve.

"And i can't help being held against my will so if you even think about putting those little needles near me, so help me god i will stake you." Y/n turned her head away from him, staring at the ceiling as Bill forced his fangs back inside trying not to concentrate on the sweet smell of her blood that was tempting him almost as much as Sookie's did. Y/n brought her hand to her face rubbing her eyes, she'd been given food and drink once a day, barely enough to keep someone alive but it was better than being drained dry. The basement door creaked open, the creepy vampire walking down the stairs as he smirked at Y/n and Bill, inhaling loudly as he stood over Y/n. 

"It appears you are on Eric Northman's radar Miss L/N, i just had a very frantic phone call from a friend of mine warning me about him." Y/n didn't react, she hadn't thought of Eric but now she actually wanted him to annoy her, she usually hated when he would come and see her but now she wished he would. 

"She is his." Bill said the words quickly, Y/n snapping her head to him ready to shout and curse at him for even insinuating she would touch him with a 5 foot pole. Bill's eyes begging her not to say anything, the creepy vampire seeming to shiver and took a step away from Y/n as he looked her over. Y/n stared back at the vampire her eyebrow raised to challenge him before she was suddenly dragged from the ground, the chains on her snapped off as the vampire tossed her over his shoulder. Y/n made a grunt in pain as she landed, the vampire glaring at Bill before he rushed Y/n out the basement, reaching the porch just as Eric waltzed out the woods. The vampire froze, his eyes darting between Eric and the house, rushing inside as Eric ran forward. The doorway stopping Eric from getting in as he flashed his fangs, the younger vampire positioning Y/n in front of him, holding her throat as he dropped his fangs.

"Give her to me now." Eric's voice had dropped an octave, his gaze heated on the vampire as Y/n grasped the vampire's hand trying to loosen the grip on her throat.

"You really should listen to him, i mean he's a viking." Y/n wheezed out, the vampire tightening his grip slightly, just enough that Y/n squeezed her eyes closed in pain, Eric moving away from the door to break off wooden stakes.

"You have 5 seconds to let her go before i start throwing stakes." Eric's threat made the vampire loosen his grip, Y/n taking a deep breath as she felt herself be thrown over the doorway, Eric catching her before she hit the floor. The vampire speeding i to the basement, Eric holding Y/n close to him as she got her breath back.

"Let go of the human." Y/n said, Eric chuckling as he picked her up, running to a safer location before allowing her sit stand on her own, Y/n pushing his hands off her as she did a wiggle shaking her legs as she tried to get the feeling of the chains and other vampire off her.

"Are you okay?" Eric asked watching her oddly as she seemed possessed, Y/n stopping and looking at him with a wide grin.

"Thank you, i just needed to get the feeling of that vampire touching me gone." Eric nodded, taking Y/n's hand and pulling her closer to him, Y/n looking oddly at where their hands touched.

"So...how come you knew we were gone...WAIT! Bill is still in there!" Y/n went from awkward to concerned as she turned running back towards the house, Eric rolling his eyes as he ran pulling her back to him with a head shake.

"I have people retrieving him. You were the one i cared about." Y/n stared at him for a moment before punching his shoulder, her hand instantly aching as she bent over in pain clutching her hand. Eric looking at her oddly as she yelped.

"Shit, that was meant to hurt you not me." Eric smirked at Y/n as she held her wounded hand, he could see they weren't broken but he wondered if she would accept his blood if he said it was.

"What was that for?" He asked, Y/n blowing on her knuckles to cool the skin as she glared at him.

"Stop telling everyone i belong to you, it's weird." Eric let out a chuckle as he watched Y/n, her face serious as she crossed her arms and glared at him waiting for him to say he wouldn't do it again.

"I do believe you said people should listen to me, i am a viking. We are not known for letting what is ours be let loose." Y/n groaned rolling her eyes and pushing him, Eric staying still as she tried putting her whole body into it.

"You're a bastard you know that? I am not yours, i am mine." Eric moved her hand off his chest, pulling her into him as she looked up at him with a scowl. 

"You are cute." Y/n felt her face turn red as he spoke, his voice so innocent she wouldn't believe he'd said it if anyone else was present. 

"You need to read signals." Y/n retorted, rolling her eyes as Eric smirked down at her, his fangs out. 

"Hmm, maybe." Eric replied, Y/n lifting her finger up to poke his fang, Eric letting her as he grinned widely, his hand catching hers and forcing her finger to his lips, a small kiss on the tip of her pointer finger. Y/n coughed, Eric allowing her to take her hand back, he enjoyed the cat and mouse.

"Anyway...can we go? I need a really good shower." Eric smirked at her, bending down to pick her up as she squeaked, her stomach landing on his shoulder gently as he held the back of her thighs.

"What a tempting offer Y/n." Y/n smacked his back, before she felt the harsh winds around her as he flew them back to fangtasia, only taking minutes although Y/n was ready to hurl as soon as he placed her on solid ground.

"I hate that." Y/n complained, Eric opening the door to let her through, the night club already packed as she looked at Eric with confusion, his hand taking hers to pull her through the crowd. Vampires parting and dragging humans with them as they nodded to the sheriff, Y/n ignoring everyone as she got pulled along, Eric closing the door behind them as she stood in his office.

"This isn't my house." Y/n stated looking at Eric expectantly.

"I saved you, you can shower here and stay until tomorrow." Y/n raised an eyebrow, it wasn't a request it was an order, weighing her options she tilted her head side to side.

"Fine but i don't want any strippers clothes." Eric smirked before leading her to the bathroom and leaving her to have privacy. Eric left some clothes folded up outside the door before going back to sit on his throne with a nod to Pam. Y/n scrubbed at her skin, the small cuts and puncture marks had luckily been hidden from Eric before but she knew he probably smelt the dried blood on her skin, stepping out she wrapped a towel around herself and another small one around her hair. Towel drying her hair Y/n poked her head out grabbing the bundle of clothes, her eyebrow raising as she looked at the men's shirt, boxers and bra. Sighing she threw on the clothes, the shirt reaching her upper thighs with the boxers covering her butt, the bra oddly the right size as she tied her hair up. Exiting the bathroom she placed her clothes in the bag, a pair of slippers by the door which she slipped on quickly. Walking through the office she found Pam at the door with a grin, the door wide open and Eric looking at her from the throne, frowning she began walking towards him. Standing in front of the throne she crossed her arms with a cocked hip, Eric smirking at her from where he sat aware of the eyes on them. His hand outstretching to her, Y/n staring at it for a moment before seeing the slight warning in his eyes, he tolerated a lot but not infront of those beneath him and she knew not to risk it. Sighing she took his hand, Eric pulling her so she sat across his lap, her feet dangling over the side of the seat and butt between his legs as he felt her relax against him. 

"How much did he hurt you?" Eric spoke softly but Y/n could hear the strain, the want to sneer it out as he looked over her uncovered legs seeing a puncture wound on her calf. Y/n shrugged relaxing more into him as she crossed her arms, her eyes closing as she let out a small shiver, she could feel Eric's heated stare as he ran a finger over the wound.

"Couple of bites, cuts, nothing i can't handle...do you always keep it so cold in here?" Eric let a small smile crack as he kept running his hands along her legs, his fingers catching on the cuts as he resisted the urge to force his blood down her throat, the wounds almost healed so he couldn't drop his blood onto them. 

"I can warm you up?" Eric ran his hands along her upper thighs, the tips of his fingers running under the boxers until her hand came down on his. 

"Don't ruin this." Eric gave her a smile although she didn't see. Her eyes still closed as she enjoyed the comfort he brought, being chained up in a basement had not been her ideal way to sleep for the last few days. Eric waited until she was half asleep, the noise in the room still loud but her body was so exhausted she didn't mind, her breathing evening as she relaxed fully into half consciousness. Looking at Pam he watched her bring over a small glass with a straw, biting his wrist he dropped a good amount of his blood into the glass before dipping the straw into it and placing it against Y/n's lips.

"Drink." Y/n didn't think twice, didn't even open her eyes, completely trusting him as she took a sip before the cold liquid hit her lips and her eyes snapped open, her hand coming to smack the glass out his hand. The glass shattered nearby, her body now sat up and hands wiping angrily at her lips, Pam cleaning the blood quickly as fang bangers ran to it, others mumbling about the ungrateful human on the powerful vampires lap. 

"You bas-" Eric placed his hand on her mouth pushing her back to her laying position, the shirt she wore riding up as she squirmed under his hold, his other hand holding her thighs as he watched all her wounds heal and the puncture marks disappear. Eric smirked as he watched the punctures disappear, no sign of another touching her or claiming her, turning his head back to her he saw the dark glare she gave him as she kept fighting against his hold. 

"You cannot be marked by others." Y/n shouted into the palm against her mouth, desperately trying to get out of the hold as she tried to bite him, anything to get him to let go of her. Eric leant down, staring deep into her eyes as she tried to close them but she could feel the hold he had over her now.

"Calm down. You don't remember me giving you my blood. You're thankful i saved you." Y/n instantly stopped squirming, nodding to Eric as her eyes dropped back to half asleep as he removed his hand, placing his arm behind her head as she curled into him. 

"Thank you for saving me." Eric grinned as she spoke, he knew she had been thankful, it was the reason she'd indulged him so much but he wanted to hear it. 

"You're welcome, now go back to sleep." Y/n nodded closing her eyes as she relaxed back against him again, his hand rubbing up and down her thigh as he looked at the skin where the cuts and bites had been, perfectly unscarred now, perfect for him to mark one day. She'd be his one day, she already was but one day she would tell him to claim her, he just needed to wait it out.

#eric northman x reader #eric northman #true blood #true blood eric northman x reader #True blood eric northman #Eric northman x human reader

[ttuesday]

A New Year's Kiss with the Fellers

I know I'm a few hours early but HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! I decided to quickly do these before the new year is here lol

Arthur

Arthur has thought about asking you to be his new year’s kiss since the idea randomly popped into his head in November but even in the last few hours of the year, Arthur still hasn’t worked up the courage to actually ask you. His biggest fear is making a fool of himself in front of you, nervous that this might put a dent in your friendship if you react negatively.

He approaches you a few times throughout the day, trying to make small talk as he slowly works up the courage to ask but every damn time, the words get caught in his throat. He needs some advice, desperately and so Arthur explains his predicament to Hosea. 

Unfortunately Hosea’s advice is the one thing Arthur already knows but is procrastinating on; simply asking you. Nodding his head, he swears he’ll ask you… but in true Arthur fashion, he leaves it to the last minute. Literally.

While everyone counts down the seconds to the new year, Arthur turns to you and starts mumbling. It takes you a few times of saying “huh?” and “what?” for Arthur to speak loud enough but he gets the words out just in time.

Making up the excuse that he overheard John saying it to Abigail, Arthur asks if you want to do “one of them… uh, New Years kiss things..”. Much to his surprise you say yes, leaning up and pressing your lips to his as the clock strikes 12. The kiss doesn’t last long but my god do you take his breath away. Arthur’s left stunned afterwards, his mouth hanging open as he tries to compute not only that you said yes but that you actually kissed him too. One thing’s for sure, this is the best New Years Arthur has ever had.

Charles 

This isn’t something Charles plans out. Well, I guess in a way it is but not how you would expect. Up until New Year's Eve, Charles didn’t even think about having a New Year’s kiss. It’s not something he’s ever partaken in before so it isn’t on his radar. That is until John brings it up, asking if anyone has any plans.

Initially Charles was going to shrug it off and say it’s not his kinda thing but then he makes eye contact with you. For a moment, you both look at each other, as if thinking the exact same thing. Saying your name, Charles asks if you have anyone to be your new year’s kiss. 

Since neither of you have any previous plans (and because this is a great excuse to finally kiss), the two of you decide you may as well do it together. Charles tries to keep it casual, not wanting to pressure you or blow this out of proportion.

Is he getting butterflies in his stomach leading up to midnight, going over and over how he plans to kiss you? Damn right he is, but Charles is very good at keeping a calm demeanour. 

Charles is very gentle when he kisses you, wanting to keep the kiss intimate while also being aware of the gang celebrating around you both. He might be quiet afterwards but it’s only because Charles is freaking out on the inside because y’all actually kissed, replaying the moment in his head as he hopes he did everything right.

Dutch

Dutch makes his intentions very clear. He’s been continuously flirting with you for the past few months, amping it up the closer it gets to New Year’s Eve.  

During the gang’s party, Dutch leans down so his lips are right by yours, telling you not to stray too far before midnight before pulling away again. Yeah, he can be quite the tease when he wants to be.

When the countdown to the new year begins, Dutch plants his hands firmly on your waist, gazing down at you tenderly as he says “I think we should start the new year off right, don’t you?”. With a nod of approval, Dutch dips down and kisses you just as the clock strikes midnight. 

He keeps the kiss chaste, leaving you yearning for more. For the rest of the night, Dutch stays by your side, and if you’re not sitting on his lap then you’re seated next to him with his hand on your thigh.

If you’re in the mood to…ahem… continue the celebrations after the party, Dutch will graciously invite you back to his tent *wink wink*

Micah

Don’t be expecting too much charm with Micah. Depending on how much he drinks, he mightn’t make as many vulgar comments as usual, hoping a softer approach might make you like him more but even at that, don’t expect much change.

He debates whether he should ask you for a New Year’s kiss but Micah’s pretty confident you’ll say no, well aware that if any gang member overhears his request, they’ll quickly urge you to reject him. 

And so instead Micah decides to take a more tactical approach, hoping if he asks you a few seconds before midnight then the other gang members will be too busy to interject and instead leave the decision entirely up to you. 

With thirty seconds till the new year, he finds you in the crowd and starts to proposition you. Honestly, maybe Micah is hanging around Dutch too often because he kinda starts monologuing, over explaining the idea as it gets dangerously close to the new year. Thankfully, you’re having a great night and you’re at that point where every idea sounds like a good idea.

With a mere couple of seconds left, you cut Micah off, holding the collar of his shirt as you lean up and press your lips to his. You’ve caught him completely off guard. Despite his excessive explanation of how this is a good idea, Micah was preparing himself for a slap, not a kiss. “Eager,” he comments, trying to act casual when you finally break the kiss. Micah can’t remember the last time he’s been kissed like that and now he’s feeling a lot of emotions he isn’t quite used to.

John

John mentions this idea to you well in advance. He’s had a thing for you for quite some time now and jokingly mentioned that he’d be your New Years kiss if you don’t have one yet. Since then, it became some weird inside joke between you two.

It’s kinda like a game of chicken, the two of you each taking turns to ask the other where they’ll be just before the clock strikes 12, hinting towards this kiss. Does John know if you’re being serious? Nope, he can’t tell if you’re joking or not.

Even minutes before New Years, John doesn’t know if this is just a joke or if you’re actually planning on kissing him. He’s hoping for the latter but you can be a hard book to read when you want to be. Nevertheless, as everyone counts down the last few seconds, you stand next to a nervous John, though he’s trying his best to act cool, calm and collected.

Just as everyone rings in the New Year, you turn to John and quickly press your lips to his. John's eyes go wide, equally relieved and surprised that you actually kissed him.

Seeing his shocked expression once you pull away, you ask “What? We agreed to do a New Years kiss, right?”. “Y-yeah! Yeah, 'course we did!” He hurriedly replies “you just caught me off guard… want to do it again so I can uh... redeem myself?”. 

Javier

You and Javier spend the entire night together, the two of you coming back to camp just in the nick of time for the celebrations.

You both stick together throughout the party, wherever you go, Javier isn’t far behind, your similar sense of humour making the night much more enjoyable than you could have ever imagined.

In fact, you were having such a good time with Javier, you almost forgot the time. The two of you were trying your best at dancing, a mixture of tripping over one another's feet while trying to maintain a bit of dignity when Karen loudly starts to holler about there only being a few seconds left in the year.

You’re not sure who kisses who first. The two of you simply looked at one another, a gleaming excitement in your eyes and suddenly you were kissing him. It just happens, no prior planning or discussion about it. The sensation of his lips on yours makes you forget all about the New Year’s celebrations and instead all you can think about is how long you’ve been waiting for this moment.

Afterwards, Javier takes you hand in his, bringing it to his lips and he says “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that”. Giving your hand a sweet kiss, he continues to dance with you, setting a slower yet more romantic pace, keeping you pressed against his chest as he gets lost in your eyes. Yep, this is his ideal way of ringing in the new year.

Sean

By the time it’s almost midnight, Sean is quite tipsy, having spent the last few hours dancing, singing and drinking. He’s been flirting or well, trying to flirt with you all day but Sean has yet to properly confess his feelings to you, unsure how to go about it.

He makes sure he’s perfectly positioned next to you in the minutes leading up to midnight, trying to stay composed but it’s pretty obvious when Sean is plotting something, a badly concealed smirk on his face and his inability to keep still being his main giveaways. 

The second you ask him what he’s up to, Sean starts excitedly rambling. It’s like you’ve opened up a waterfall and within a mere few moments, Sean tells you exactly how he feels. He’s not as suave or charming as he planned, the words immediately spilling from his mouth. 

As the others begin to countdown, he asks if there’s anyway you can show him how you feel *hint hint*.  Yeah he’s not so subtly, practically puckering his lips the moment he finishes his sentence. The good new is Sean’s a pretty good kisser, extremely eager and will leave you breathless for the New Year.

The supposed “bad” news is that you’re not only going to get one New Years Kiss from Sean. He doesn’t see why ye should only do one when the gang will be celebrating the New Year all night. Expect many kisses for the rest of the night. 

Hosea

Your New Years Kiss with Hosea isn’t planned. Sure, he’s heard a few of the others talking about it but this sort of thing is nothing Hosea normally involves himself with. 

In the minutes leading up to the new year, Hosea finds himself gravitating towards you, which isn’t anything out of the ordinary.

During gang celebrations you two prefer watching than participating in the gang’s drunken activities and so you both end up by one of the quieter tables, listening as everyone cheers and sings, preparing for the new year.

Your chairs are pushed right next to each other, shoulder to shoulder as you watch the others. As they start the countdown, Hosea turns his head towards you and gently says “I’m glad I’m starting the New Year with you”. 

Facing him, you realise how close you are to him and without thinking, you kiss him just as the new year passes. It is technically a New Years kiss? I mean, I guess so but the main reason you do it is because it feels right. And Hosea can feel that too, bringing his hand up to gently cup your face as he kisses you back.

Trelawny 

Trelawny knows what he’s doing. One of the very first things he asks you on New Years Eve is if you have a New Years kiss planned. He’s very eager to make this happen and as soon as you say you don't, he very graciously offers his services to be your New Years kiss.

He kinda springs this on you and in the moment you agree, not expecting it to be anymore than a simple kiss but this is Trelawny we’re talking about, so you know he doesn’t do things simplistically. 

Josiah sees this as his opportunity to truly sweep you off your feet, to show you how much he cares and how passionate he is as a lover. He essentially sees the gang’s party as an overcrowded date, dancing with you and offering to get you a drink whenever you want one, all in the lead up to midnight.

When it’s finally time, Trelawny takes your hand in his, giving you a reassuring nod before bringing his lips to yours. He puts his all into this kiss, not wanting to go too over the top and scare you off but doing just enough to make it feel special.

When the kiss is over, Trelawny keeps you close, your lips only inches apart as he wishes you a happy new year.

Kieran

You have no idea how many times Kieran thinks about hiding with the horses and “accidentally” missing the New Year’s celebrations. He really wants to. If it isn’t for the occasional death stares from Arthur and Tilly, two people Kieran accidentally leaked his idea of kissing you to when he had too many drinks, then Kieran is confident he would have backed out by now.

With five minutes to midnight, Arthur gives him an aggressive encouraging shove and suddenly, Kieran’s next to you, stumbling over his words as he compliments your outfit (though it’s nothing special, just the same ol’ clothes you’ve been wearing all day).

He hopes you don’t notice how tightly he’s gripping his drink as he talks to you, knowing he only has a matter of minutes to ask you for a kiss.

While you didn’t notice his nervous disposition, you quickly pick up on how much Kieran focuses on your lips. You have some idea why Kieran might coincidentally be next to you now, with only a minute to midnight, but he’s not saying anything which worries you a little bit.

Taking a deep breath, Kieran turns to you and together you both blurt out “Do you want to kiss at midnight?” at the same time. It takes the two of you a few seconds to comprehend what the other just said, a smile spreading across your face when you realise how similar your line of thinking is to Kieran’s .With little time to spare, you quickly lean forward, closing the gap between you both and kiss him. It takes no time for Kieran to melt into the kiss, confident this will be his best year yet.

#I apologise to all the Bill and Lenny simps #I couldn't think of anything for them and I was really conscious of getting this out before midnight ;-; #but I'm sure I can come up with a few headcanons if y'all want some for them #headcanons #my writings #arthur morgan #charles smith #dutch van der linde #micah bell #john marston #javier escuella #sean macguire #hosea matthews #josiah trelawny #kieran duffy

[dailyniallnews]

The former boyband member Niall Horan on his new album, headlining the Electric Picnic, turning 30 and taking on the world, says Louise Bruton

Sunlight pours in through the large bay windows of the Westbury Hotel and Niall Horan is a little tired. In Ireland for less than 36 hours, he’s fitting in this interview and a surprise appearance for 80 of his biggest Irish fans, all in the build-up to the release of The Show, his third solo album. Once upon a time the five-star hotel would have been mobbed by hyperventilating fans, but today he got in unnoticed.

“If someone had said to me in 2013, ‘Do you want to go for a coffee?’ I’d go, ‘No, you’re joking? That’s nuts.’” Over an Americano, a low-key Horan relives the hysteria of once being in the boyband One Direction. Since the group’s formation on The X Factor in 2010 and their indefinite hiatus announced in 2016, the Mullingar man wasn’t able to walk down the street without people pulling over in their cars to take a gawk, let alone meet pals for coffee. Unsure if he developed a fear of being surrounded, he recalls that he “nearly became a bit of a recluse”.

Going unnoticed doesn’t mean that Horan’s star has faded. With his previous albums reaching the top of the charts in the UK, the US and Ireland, and charming everyone so much as a coach on NBC’s The Voice that he’s back for the next series, he’s on top of his game, but he has learnt how to live under the radar.

“When the band stopped I went travelling in Asia for four months, just staying in shite hotels and hostels and I could do more than I expected,” he says. That trip encouraged him to reconfigure how he moves through the world. Dividing his time between his homes in Co Westmeath, Los Angeles and London, he lives as much of a normal life as he can when he’s off the pop star clock. “In this world you give people a handshake, they take your arm off, so I just keep my private life private,” he says.

In London he travels on the Tube and in Los Angeles he claims that the paparazzi only want his photo if there’s some “other famous fella in the bar”. He doesn’t play the game of going to certain restaurants just to be seen. “It’s a shame, though, because some of the nice places in LA are like that,” he says. “You have to take that risk sometimes to get a bit of grub.”

This September sees two big events that capture the stark difference between his private and professional lives — headlining Electric Picnic and turning 30. In Stradbally he’s looking forward to experiencing “the Irish love again” from the main stage, but it’s his 30th birthday party happening later on in the month that has him jittery.

“This sounds mental, coming from a pop star, but I don’t really like attention,” Horan says, so he’s “splitting the adulation” with his best friend from home. Thousands of fans screaming at him? Grand. His closest friends and family singing Happy Birthday to him? Nerve-racking.

That milestone birthday has him feeling reflective. “At my age you start to think a little bit more,” he says, joking that he’s probably 65 in showbiz years. “I don’t remember overthinking much, or ever, up until the pandemic.”

The first lockdown was the longest he has ever taken off from work. Hunkering down in London and with no pubs to go to, he was “in the best shape” of his life. He also became official with his girlfriend, Amelia Woolley, and took stock of who he is. “The last five years have been more formative than I was expecting,” he says, and it’s no surprise that this maturity syncs up with leaving the bubble of One Direction. “I had to do a lot more growing up than your average 16-year-old.”

With his peers Lewis Capaldi and Selena Gomez releasing documentaries on their struggles with fame, does he wish that he did anything different with his career? “I think if I’d had any way of a dodgy experience, I’d probably say I would change a few things, but I’ve always had a good experience with it,” he says.

“I was well supported. It’s all about the people you have around you, I think. Coming from a small town and wanting to take over the world,” he pauses to punch the air like a rock star, “in my head at the time I was ready, but most 16-year-olds are probably not.”

The Show is a different beast from 2017’s lustful Flicker and 2020’s self-explanatory Heartbreak Weather. For one he’s in love, but more thought has gone into this album. Horan’s newly considered approach to songwriting makes vulnerability look easy. “I’m in a good place in my head,” he says, but he’s hesitant to call this a happy album.

“When you’re happy I feel like that scares some writers,” he says. Bursting into a rendition of Pharrell Williams’s song Happy, he notes that if you’ve historically done cheery songs you have to show the full “umbrella” of happiness. So instead of taking the sunny route, he writes in a relatable way about the work that goes into feeling good and falling in love.

“There are artists out there that get so introspective that you have to pull out a thesaurus to see what they’re talking about,” he says, and that’s why his latest single, Meltdown, works so well. With an anthemic quality built for festivals, the chorus guides people out of a panic attack. “I was big on writing a song about feeling anxious at 180 beats per minute. The song is fast and

I wanted that because that’s what that feeling feels like,” he says, mimicking a shortness of breath. “It has to feel rapid and then the chorus just comes and it slows down.”

It’s apparently based on a few personal scenarios, and he suggests that good communication has always been a skill of his. “I think I’m a good talker,” he says, exaggerating his candidness. “I have no problem telling you how I feel. Do you want to hear it?”

Busy, at peace and taking nothing for granted, Horan’s new material is a true representation of where he is in life. With a busy year ahead with festivals, turning 30 and a freshly announced 2024 world tour, it’s time to stop thinking so much and get on with The Show. Or, as he puts it more directly: “Let’s get out and have a f***ing good time.”

Niall Horan’s album The Show is out on Thu. Tickets for his tour next year are now on sale

#niall horan #the show #4june2023

[multifandomwaifu]

Comfort [Scaramouche x GN Reader]

Fandom: Genshin Impact (video game)

Pairing: Scaramouche (The Wanderer) x GN Reader

Warning(s): spoilers for 3.2 story quest, mother Nahida (?), supportive MC, Probably OOC Scaramouche, Comfort and fluff, and what I think would be cute to happen in the next patch :) but most likely it's not how it goes ;;

A/N: Scara brainrot rn. Ty for all the likes on my works. I have been hating them lately but I keep posting my drafts for you to enjoy :)

Words: 1,290

The stars were painted under the abyssal night sky, decorating the black canvas with luminous dots, offering a show to gaze upon. The cold Sumeru air seemed to accompany your stargazing, it was silent, just like you liked it. A night for yourself, it was just you and your thoughts. So much happened lately, you were soaking up the feeling of laziness, doing absolutely nothing then just recovering your strength and relaxing. A well-deserved break, for a hero like you.

You have been waiting lately for The Balladeer to wake up, sitting on the step of a dainty cottage near Port Ormos, the thoughts of your conversation with Nahida flashing in your head. 

 When you mentioned that you’ve been encountering the sixth of the fatui member before on occasional times, and had a slight history with them, Nahida was more than pleased to hear that. No, but really, her big green orbs turned the size of kitchen plates. “You probably caught his eye if he kept you on his radar. Always meeting on such unfortunate events too” she said busying herself in scanning the rows of materials offered in front of you. She insisted on you accompanying her to the market, the villagers being more than happy to see both their Archon, and their hero, shopping together.

Why she called you here and for what...that was beyond your knowing. She was simply persistent about you being present there.

This conversation dulled into the back of your mind, the scene some weeks before materializing back before your eyes. The cracked floors and the giant robot looming over his fallen form. You wanted to do everything in your power to be by his side, cradling his face into your palms and checking his injuries..but you couldn't.

You couldn't show everyone you cared for the enemy. That's what he was, right? Just an enemy to you, you had to get ride of the fatuis. You had to find your sibling, and get home..That's all.

 “Do you like him?” 

You looked at Nahida, wide-eyed and shocked,a tremble in your grasp being evident before the weapon you held materialized away, the facade, the walls you built up around the others, cracking down because you knew..Nahida already knew that all.

 “I love him dearly, and I’d do anything if it means that he’s happy and safe.” And when she left you, a slight bounce to her step, the Archon turned to give you a friendly smile, her features showing only gratitude. “You’re a good person [Y/N]… Whatever you do for him, I know that he’ll appreciate it.”  

You walked back inside, to see him, the desire being so strong, taking a seat down at his bedridden body, the stool under you being still warm, sign that Nahida was present here until a few minutes until you popped in.

He woke up with a start, in the middle of the night. He calls your name in a furious manner, a bit irked and groggy, but you reply, letting your hands grasp his cold ones into your much warmer ones.  

“Nahida and I patched up your wounds, so it might be a bit uncomfortable. I am sorry for any discomfort that you might feel right now.” He was silent for a second, staring confused at your entwined hands only to take move his judging gaze to take in your features, the troubled look, the small tremble of your lips when he lets your thumb gently rub his beaten-up and bloody knuckles.

 “Why are you here? I thought after what I did that you would despise me. That you would pray to the gods above to punish me greater than ever before. But here you are...by my bedside, rubbing my hand and giving me..." Here he was, was he going to confess to you? Having the same feelings like you? Finally admitting there was some slight spark there? ”...that pathetic look." Maybe not..

 “Now I’m just utterly confused, thrilled, and curious… you’re here, still by my side. Why?"

You looked at him, a smile forming upon your lips, the same friendly gaze you gave him back then being present on your features. It made a pang and sharp pain go thru his chest but he ignored it, refusing to show any signs of inferiority, even through the walls he’s made, which had fallen off its height for quite a while. “I care for you so much.”  

All the betrayals he faced before were staged with underlying reasons to care, but you seem to differ from all those people in his past. So when he asked why you cared so much about him, after everything he did, and how many times he tried to end you, your answer continues to resonate with the emotion you always gave to him.

 "I care because it’s you. You deserve the good things in life. You deserve the love and support. You are an admirable and strong person. You are yourself, Scaramouche, The sixth of the fatui. ” 

When you cup his cheeks, and he feels the soft touch of warm hands caressing him so delicately, his walls started to crumble. You continue to shower him with words sweet enough that there was no need to honey your voice, not around him at least.

 “And my love is the bonus besides me looking up to you and what you can do. The power you hold...I care for you, and I love you. That’s why I’m always here by you.” 

Your hands held his two hands together, and you see his gaze softening up, scanning all your features to find any trace of you lying or trying to use him. But he found none.

“Can I hug you? Can I hold just like you deserve?" You ask softly, and he lets you hold him, his head finding comfort in the crook of your neck, taking your scent in. 

He ushers you to the futon he was sleeping on. His body shakes for a second, and you hold him tighter, hearing heart-wrenching sobs that make him look so vulnerable right now.

You stroke his hair, fingers itching to wrap around his body but remember the tube scars locations on his upper back, taking caution in touching the area only to opt-in wrapping a hand around his waist. “I adore you so much..” You whisper softly into his ear, starting to murmur softly so he knows how much adoration and love you held for him.

You remained in this position, giving him the comfort and all the support that he needed. When he’s done, he asks you to sleep with him for the night, and there was no way you could decline. Once he lays both of you down, your hands wipe away the tear strains.  

”I still don’t understand much… What is there to love about me? I am a monster, I tried to kill you [Y/N]! I wanted to murder everything you held dear, how can you even --" His babbling was stopped by an index finger pressing against his cold lips, his eyes rounding in confusion at you.

 “Everything.”  

 “What does that even mean..? You love all of me? Even after what I have done?” He asks out, blinking twice at your small nod and shrug.

“I love all parts of you, and I will continue to love you, even if the world will frown upon us, I will be there, holding your hand and cheering you on. Cause you deserve the whole world."   

#scaramouche imagine #scaramouche headcanons #the balladeer #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact fatui #the wanderer #genshin scaramouche #genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin impact fluff #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fluff #nahida #lesser lord kusanali #sumeru

[britany1997]

The Lost Boys watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer:

(Part Two- Seasons 4-5) (spoilers for BTVS)

Part one

•They take another break after the season 3 final. Angel leaving the show broke Dwayne’s heart just a little

•They start season four and Paul’s like, ‘there’s a vampire frat???? Where can I pledge?!

•…never mind

•They don’t have a good feeling about this Parker guy (really they just don’t like to watch her fuck human guys, but 🤷🏻‍♀️)

•They think Dingos Ate My Baby is really cool

•Marko and Paul think they should start a band too!

•Dwayne and David are like, we don’t play instruments?????

• “you guys ruin everything”😠 -Marko

•David’s like, ‘fine, we all sing you guys want to start a quartet? Is that what you want????’

•Paul thinks that sounds like a good time tbh

•But he senses David was being sarcastic…so they keep watching.

•SPIKE IS BACK???? Fuck. Yes.

•He’s got a new crazy vampire babe?? This guy is their hero

•Dwayne is like, I can’t believe Spike literally tried to kill Buffy but Parker’s the biggest villain of this episode

•They all love Oz

•They don’t care that he’s a wolf, they’d vibe (ok, David cares a little)

•Paul swears up and down that man smokes weed. He’s like, no person is that calm all the time

•NEVERMIND

•Paul watches Oz cheat on Willow and he says “it’s giving Parker”

•The military got Spike????? THAT CAN HAPPEN???

•They had never considered this possibility before

•They’re like damn we might have to lay low for a couple weeks, like “the murder capital of the world” is probably on some government radars

•Dwayne says he only supports an army totally independent of and opposed to a capitalist state

•Paul’s like, can we just watch the show? Geez

•They are absolutely terrified by the prospect of a chip that can stop you from killing

•Marko is furious

• “WHY WOULD YOU TAKE AWAY HIS ONE TRUE JOY IN UNLIFE YOU MONSTERS.”

•They take another break after this episode, that last one was the vampire equivalent of a Saw movie

•They come back after their massacre break

•David’s like, this better be a Spike heavy episode

•Spike’s kinda in his ‘no bitches🥺’ era right now tho

•They skip Pangs. As they should.

•Next episode Willow casts a spell so that Buffy falls for Spike

•They like Willow

•They do NOT like Riley

•They thought Xander was the biggest Vampire cock block and now Buffy’s flirting with this army guy????

•Disappointing

•Hush freaks them out

•Dwayne is clenching his teeth throughout the episode.

•Like they may be vampires but these freaky guys cutting peoples hearts out in silence with smiles on their faces? Hella creepy. They are not fans

• “No Spike don’t stake yourself you’re too sexy ahaha”-Paul

•He even makes a Hawaiian shirt look good

•Like why he keep it unbuttoned like that, he knew what he was doing

•David listens to them thirst over this guy that looks quite a bit like him with a smirk on his face praise kink

• ‘oh man the military organization are the bad guys? Who could have predicted this incredibly surprising turn of events’🙄

•Spike can’t catch a break

•Marko is SO pissed he can’t eat Riley

•All this seasons problems could be solved if Spike could eat Riley

•Faith is back and it’s erotic

•Paul watches this episode chanting “kiss kiss kiss” under his breath

•They do not kiss:(

•Faith stole Buffy’s body???

•😮😮😮😮

•They get to that one scene with Spike in the Bronze where Faith (in Buffy’s body) tells Spike, “I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.”

•Paul’s like, ‘I would sell my soul just to hear her say that to me’

•David’s like, ‘you already sold your soul for eternal life dumbass’

•Paul is grumpy™️

•The next episode features Riley and Buffy having constant and uncontrollable sex

•It hurts Paul to see people living his dream

•The boys pat him on the back sympathetically

•Oz comes back and Marko’s like, ‘She likes GIRLS dog boy! You blew it!’

•They love Willow and Tara🥰 unproblematic couple

•Spike is a MENACE Marko loves him

•finding new and innovative ways to be evil😈

•The military is really putting chips in people left and right (new fear unlocked for the boys)

•Paul should NOT have smoked before the dream sequence episode

•Dracula cameo in the next episode

•They did him dirty with this portrayal, he’s not that ugly in really life

•Like that’s sort of their great grandfather??

•She let him drink from her?? Again, it hurts to see everyone else living their dream😔

•Dracula has not one, but three crazy vampire girlfriends

•Respect.

•Marko is seething

•Buffy kills Dracula and they’re like, so are the hot vampire chicks free👀

•Harmony’s back? Nice.

•They’re already tired of Dawn.

•She has a crush on Xander so they know she’s got terrible taste

•Spike has a plan to get that chip out of his head, Marko’s like, “fucking finally” he misses bloodthirsty Spike he was hot

•Spike does not get the chip out of his head

•He DOES have a wet dream about Buffy

•Paul’s like, ‘he just like me fr’

•This next episode features Spike in his orignal ‘No Bitches🥺’ era

•They all look at David when ponytail, glasses, poetry Spike comes on screen

• “I wasn’t like that.” -David

•They like, ok and all side eye each other👀

•Angel (sort of) makes a cameo in this episode and Dwayne smiles

•He missed him🥺

•They watch 70s punk Spike steal his coat off the body of a dead slayer

•They’re like is that how you got yours David

•He’s like yes

•He found it in a dumpster, but the boys don’t need to know that

•Spike is boyfriend material fr, Buffy’s trippin’

•They don’t like when the monsters are gross

•They came here for a sexy time and a sexy time only😤

•Riley’s going to vampire clubs to let vampires drink from him? Dwayne says: “men will do anything but go to therapy”

•They watch her set the vampire den on fire with their jaws on the floor

• “I really think I could fix her you guys, I just need one night” -Paul

•They roll their eyes at Riley’s bitching

•Just let him fly away on that helicopter Buffy, you can do better

•Spike is killing vampires now?? Wtf???

•Paul’s like, ‘we’ve done a lot of things to get laid. Remember Michael?’ They stare at David

•David’s like you right you right

•Glory’s a god? Damn

•They like ayo baby let us worship you

•real talk, there’s not many characters on the show they don’t find incredibly attractive

•Dawn, Xander, and Riley are pretty much the only ones that didn’t make the hot list

• “but what about Giles?” He sings and plays guitar, he looks damn good in a suit, he’s a total daddy, he’s on the list.

•Spike is a simp

•SPIKE IS A HUGE SIMP

•Takes her on a little stake out date and everything (smooth)

•Buffy rejects him?

•They like give him a chance Buffy he would treat you so well (and let him bite you a little geez)

•Marko’s like, ‘there’s more vampire sex coming right? It wasn’t just the one time’

•Paul’s like, ‘I read the season six plot summary, yes😈’

•Woah crazy vampire girlfriend’s back

•Things are gettin kinda freaky

•They had missed the bondage in this show fr

•Buffy’s mom dies?!?!

•This episode hurt them

•As little as they care for human life, they all had mothers once, even if they can’t remember anymore

•Humans are so fragile

•Angel returns to comfort Buffy, Dwayne thinks he’s husband material

•Spike has those nerd guys build him a…Buffy sex robot???

•Dwayne’s team Angel

•Paul’s like, “haha that’s so crazy of him” he immediately googles if he can get one

•He cannot. Probably for the best.

•Willow has to watch Tara’s brain get drained from her skull???? No!!!!

•They love Willow and Tara!!!

•They don’t care how hot this bitch is (they care a little) Buffy better kick her ass

•oh damn ok Willow’s gonna kick her ass

•They’re running away now?

•Spike pulls up with a giant Winnebago, they love him

•Paul’s like, ‘you think we can drive during the day like that if we black out all the windows?’

•Dwayne’s like, ‘you know you’re never allowed behind the wheel of a car ever again’

•Paul pouts

•The bad guys steal the kid?

•Things got real dark real quick

•SHE HAS TO DIE? Wtf

•Paul’s like ‘remember when the biggest problem in this show was what to wear to the prom?’

•Buffy and Spike are friends again! Yay!

•Willow a badass fr

•Oh my god they might really kill this kid

•SHE DIES??? BUFFY DIES???

•It can’t end like this

•They need another break after that finale (Paul is inconsolable)

There will be a part 3 for seasons 6-7!! (And season sex six is spicy, Paul’s excited)

Tag list❤️🖤❤️:

@misslavenderlady @6lostgirl6 @ghoulgeousimmaculate @crustyraccoon @riz-coolgirl @skeletonea

#the lost boys #dwayne lost boys #david lost boys #paul lost boys #marko lost boys #tlb #tlb 1987 #lost boys headcanons #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys fic #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #buffy btvs

[babbygirlblues]

Bad days

Summary: you had a bad day, Natasha tries her best to help

Warnings: very small mention of a period/cramps, nothing else!

Notes: Ugh very simple fluff. 1.1K

{Thank you so SO much to everyone who commented, liked or reblogged my last post. I was literally getting flustered every time you did.

This one is shorter and not quite what I was going for. I hope its somewhat enjoyable on a bad day!}

Afternoon in the training room is usually quiet. You finished early today and headed for the gym for a walk to clear your head. Since you woke up this morning it felt like everything was destined to go wrong.

First, you woke up late and worst of all, in a puddle of blood. You skipped breakfast and cleaned up so you could wash your sheets and make it on time. After that, the whole day continued to feel like a battle. 

You’re walking slowly on the treadmill, letting your thoughts take over and honestly, just sulking about the day when Natasha walks in with headphones on. She too is absorbed in her own thoughts and the early 2000s pop music blasting in her ears. But, like a constant radar she has for your presence, she notices immediately that you’re there. She walks closer until you are in ear-shot. 

“Trying to set the world's slowest pace there, Y/L/N?”

She doesn’t get her anticipated witty response. Instead you force a weak smile at her and keep walking. “Something like that.” you mumble in response. 

You can tell she’s confused because she hesitates to move closer, and reaches out to lean on the bars of the treadmill. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You reply and smile more genuinely at her, but despite your efforts you think it still comes off looking sad. 

“Wanna spar for a bit?” Natasha offers, and gestures to the mats further inside.

You sigh softly and shake your head, “No, thank you.”

Natasha takes a moment then to look at you. She can see the soft darkness under your eyes and a heaviness in your shoulders that isn't usually there. Something in her chest calls to you, and pleads with her to make that heaviness go away. But Natasha doesn’t want to push you and is unsure how to comfort your unusually sad demeanour. Instead she decides to give you space.

“Okay. Come join me if you feel like it.”

“Thanks Nat. But I actually think I’m going to head off now.” You say and pack up the few things you have with you.

Natasha watches you leave, a frown painting her face. She flies through her workout, determined to see you again before the night is over.

***

When Natasha joins the others for dinner, her eyes search for you at the table and then in the kitchen but it's only Wanda standing there. 

“Wanda, have you seen Y/N?”

“No, not since this morning.” Wanda replies. 

Natasha eats with everyone, silent and distracted, her eyes shift toward the door intervally. When dinner is over she fixes a plate with the leftovers and announces that she’s going to your room.

You’re lying on the couch in your room when Natasha knocks and you pause the TV to call out to her. 

“Who is it?” You call out, hardly bothering to sit up. 

“It’s me.” Natasha replies through the crack in the door she’s opened. “...Natasha” 

“Come in.”

Natasha walks over to your reclined spot on the couch and she holds out her plate of food like an offering. 

“I didn’t see you eating at dinner. Have you had something already?”

“Hmm no, not hungry.” you tell her. “Thank you though, that’s incredibly thoughtful.” 

Natasha puts the plate down and sits next to you. There’s a silent pause for a moment and Natasha opens her mouth to speak but is interrupted by your stomach rumbling, probably at the smell of the food. 

“Not hungry, you say?”

“Ok, more like, I didn’t feel like eating.” You say. “Or dealing with any more comments from anyone downstairs.”

“Oh. Do you want to be alone? I can leave.” Natasha quickly stands up and you grab her hand to stop her moving further away from you. 

You hate the look on her face. Her eyes are downcast towards the floor and her bottom lip is worriedly being torn up between her teeth. She’s only just gotten comfortable initiating contact with you of her own volition. 

“No! No, no. Please don’t go. Not you. It’s never you.” you assure her desperately. 

She stands there and you worry she’s going to retreat like she used to. 

“Could you lie with me for a bit?” you ask her. “If you’re not busy.”

Natasha turns to face you again, green eyes darting to yours and away again. “I’m not busy.” she finally says.

You lie back onto the cushions facing her. 

“Lie on top of me?”

Natasha looks at you uncertainly.

You make begging hands in front of her. “Please, Tasha” 

“I’ll crush you.” 

You scoff, “Please, you're tiny.”

“Hey!” she protests, and mockingly turns to leave.

You sit up to stop her,  “NO! I’m sorry. You’re very much not tiny, but you also won’t crush me.” you beg. “I just want to feel you. It makes me feel safe.”

“Okay.” She whispers. “Lie down” She says with a gentle palm on your chest that pushes you backwards. 

She’s still hesitant as she swings her leg over you so that she can sit straddling your thighs. Then she slowly lowers herself down on top of you, her hands supporting her weight on either side of your head. 

Her hair tickles the side of your face as her head lowers completely to rest between your shoulder and neck. It takes her a moment to relax into you, but her weight slowly presses you into the soft couch, the thick cushions swallowing you both whole. You can feel her everywhere, the pressure of her heavy chest pressing into yours and deep into your lungs. Your stomachs align perfectly, hers presses flush into yours beneath her. And her legs intertwine and tangle with your legs that hang off the end slightly. 

Her body rocks up and down with your breathing that eventually evens out and slows down. This is the peace you’ve been waiting for all day. 

Natasha reaches up with her free hand and sinks her fingers into your hair, her thumb rubbing soothing circles at your temple. 

“Do you want to talk about whatever happened today?” she asks, her voice in a quiet whisper.

You sigh, “It was nothing, really.” you assure her. “Just a few minor things, Fury, cramps, Tony being himself.”

She chuckles and her warm breath blows into your sensitive neck, “Ah Tony, of course.”

“And Steve went a little hard at training. I just wasn��t feeling up to it, and couldn’t keep up today.”

“He hurt you? I’ll fucking kill him.” She mutters. 

You can’t help the quiet giggle that escapes from your chest and it vibrates into Natasha. You close your eyes and relish in the warmth of her body, then in the warmer sensation that fills your chest at her fierce devotion you long to see more of.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanov x reader #wlw #writing

[jpitha]

We need A Ride 4

Part 3 Part 2 Part 1

Sophie looked up a Chloe, who in her mind's eye was standing next to her, even taller and more imposing than in person, with a faint blue glow around her, as if she was emitting particles going faster than the speed of light. She sighed.

"I trust you Chloe. I'll do it, but after we're going to have some words about consent and explaining things."

"I look forward to it." Sophie said. For Cereni's benefit, Chloe spoke out loud. "Abyssal, are we ready to go?"

"I've got the reactors at 225% and the capacitors and batteries charged. I can link three times in quick succession, but I'll need a few to recover after that. I can get us down, but I won't be able to link to safety until we're up in orbit. Sophie, that's your time to shine."

"Got it." Sophie was getting the hang of the interface. Chloe was right, it was just like the ones she was used to, just easier to operate. She just had to think, and it would obey.

"Okay then. As the acting captain of the Abyssal Plains, and current commander of this mission..." Chloe paused for a moment to see if anyone said anything. "I authorize War Emergency Power for the duration of the mission, and should I become incapacitated I authorize you, Abyssal Plains, to complete the mission, protect the cargo and save the crew in that order."

Abyssal replied. "Acknowledged, but you do realize you don't have to do that anymore Chloe? I own myself as a private craft, I'm not technically crewed. Also, don't you mean 'complete the mission, save the crew and protect the cargo'?"

"I said what I said." Chloe replied coolly. "You'll see why when it's aboard."

"Hrmph. War Emergency Power authorized. Thing are going to get hot and noisy from here on out."

Aboard the small command deck, Cereni noticed the change immediately. The lights darkened and shutters came down over the windows, leaving only a small front facing window open. The ship's thrumming hum became a roar and the pads of her feet felt the ship vibrating.

"Oh! I nearly forgot!" Abyssal said. "I'm sorry Cereni, let me patch your headset in, you must think we're ignoring you!" Cereni heard a click in her headset and she heard Sophie mid sentence "--you have so many flares, and chaff pods. Were things really that hot when-- Oh Cereni! Hi! I probably look weird right now, but I'm okay. Abyssal and Chloe are showing me how to work my rig."

Cereni looked over at Sophie. She was sitting upright in her chair, belted securely, but her eyes were closed and her mouth wasn't moving as she spoke. The bunny ear antennas were moving gently.

"You don't look okay, but I'll take your word for it" Cereni said, unsure.

"Okay everyone, we're linking in 3, 2...now"

****

From a distance, with a powerful telescope, one could watch what happened next. The Abyssal Plains disappeared in that blinding flash of white light that accompanies the human's wormhole generators and in very short succession appeared off to the left then linked again and was in the atmosphere of Spruces.

****

The Abyssal Plain was in the atmosphere and falling.

They were a dropship though, they were doing what they were designed to do. The stubby wings and flight controls that looked useless in space came to life and helped orient the ship belly first as it screamed through the stratosphere. The speed of the decent was such that the air around them rebelled at being pushed aside so violently and was imbued with energy and became a glowing plasma.

When Abyssal was enveloped in plasma, and most vulnerable, the attack started.

"Missiles incoming!" Sophie yelled as she felt the lock. "Beginning countermeasures."

Hundreds and hundreds of white hot flares poured out of two mounts in the rear as the huge dropship rolled away. Chaff canisters popped out the top and exploded, all trying to confuse the missile's tracking radar and make the Abyssal seem both smaller and not where it really was.

Sophie began scanning for the launchers and jamming their signals.

"Those missiles were from the ground!" she yelled, surprised. "They weren't from orbit! Who is shooting at us on the ground?"

Chloe replied "It is as I had feared. Someone has landed on Spruces and captured it and is trying to keep it. I've sent a signal to our contact, they're getting things ready as fast as they can. Cereni, be ready to begin loading the moment we touch down."

The K'laxi nodded nervously, and glanced towards the door outside on the command deck where she'd be directing an unknown number of vehicles of an unknown weight into the large loading area of Abyssal.

Abyssal spoke up "Touchdown in 10 seconds. We're going to do it the old fashioned way, with rockets. It's rough, but fast. See why I told you to buckle up?"

5 seconds before the announced touchdown time Cereni heard the loudest sound she has ever heard in her life. It sounded like someone was ripping cloth, but the sound was so loud she looked down and saw her fur vibrating from the pressure waves. She clamped her hands over her ears and pressed down on them with the headset in place.

It didn't help.

Mercifully it was only for a few seconds, and with a very rough thump and double bounce they were down.

As soon as they were down, the doors opened and Cereni ran out to the balcony and was dumbstruck with what she saw.

There were at least one hundred wheeled trucks sitting about 100 meters away, all slightly different shapes and sizes and colors. On the roofs of all of them, painted quickly were numbers and scanner codes.

"Oh ancestors." She whispered. "What are we doing?"

"Saving my people" Chloe said. Cereni didn't realize she spoke out loud.

Quickly, she surveyed the vehicles. "Okay Chloe! I need.." She squinted "13, 45, 77 and 38 in first. They'll go along the back wall"

Without a word from Chloe, the 4 trucks wheeled forward and irresponsible speeds, electric motors yelling their protests.

"Next! 22, 89, 12 and.....40"

Again the trucks moved into place.

Suddenly, there was another ripping cloth screaming sound overhead as atmosphere craft shrieked overhead

"We've been found!" Sophie said. "We need to leave!"

"Not until the trucks are loaded." Chloe replied calmly. "This is why we are here."

Abyssal replied "Sophie, I've granted you access to weapons. Use the point defense arrays to keep them off us while we load."

At that, panels slid to the side on the back of Abyssal, large maser arrays, massive slug throwers and missile batteries swung into position. The thundering thumps of their firing added to the din.

"Thank you Abyssal." Chloe said. "Cereni, continue loading. We are in a rush."

Cereni turned back to the trucks outside waiting. "Okay, next: 3, 6, 80 and 15..."

Part 5

#worldbuilding #humans are deathworlders #humans are space oddities #humans are space orcs #humans are space capybaras #writing #scifi writing #humans and ai

[spicywriter202]

You won't remember

Volt goes after (Y/n), Ray's daughter and her (ex?) girlfriend, not knowing the real reason why she ran away.

(Y/n) ran up the upstairs from her apartment. Not ready to face the one person she couldn't face. Her 'friends'? Not a problem. Her bastard of a dad? Would love to beat him black and blue. But her? Never.

"(Y/n)! You can't run anymore!" She yelled. Her red suit tightly hanging onto her figure.

"Just leave me alone, Volt."

"No can do. Your dad aka my boss says your to come home to Swellview."

"He isn't my dad!" You yelled, your powers getting out of hand. You didn't even notice until Volt got into a stance, with her electricity getting ready to attack.

You flinched at the sight of your own powers. They honestly terrified you. And you never told your dad about them due to your childhood with him. You only told your uncle showoz and you begged him to make some power suppressants.

You put your hands down and started to speed walk towards your bathroom. Volt following you. "We need to talk about this!" you quickly opened the door and slammed it shut.

"there is nothing to talk about!"

"you have powers! Why didn't you tell me?!". Volt said, starting to bang on the bathroom door. "At least tell me why you left me!"

"I didn't leave you!" You yelled, putting on the bracelets that showoz made you. Keeping your powers in. However your eyes were telling a different story then your tone. They were full of tears ready to spill.

Volt on the other hand already had years flowing down her face. "You said you wouldn't leave me, but you did! Why would you come back?!"

"Because of him!"

"who?!"

"Captain Man! My dad! You have no idea what it's like growing up with the man! He ruined me, lula."

You heard some chewing and a pop go off. You assumed she transformed back into her normal attire. "please, come out. I swear, I don't have anything on me. I want to talk, not to some girl I'm trying to bring home as Volt. I wanna talk with my girlfriend as her hot-head."

You stood up. Your girlfriend was so sappy when it came to times like this. It made you even more saddened because of what you have to do.

You opened the door but only opened it so you could slip your hands through. Your and Chapa's hand holding each other.

"Why won't you come home?"

You didn't answer. Breathing in and out. You gave in, you know what you would have to do. You opened the door so she could see you. You didn't do anything but what would break your heart.

You pulled chapa into a kiss.

'I have to do this, for my freedom."

You undid the bracelet and slowly brought your hands close enough to her temple.

Your hands glowed a dark purple. Grabbing her head, she pulled by and groaning in pain.

You had tears streaming down your face. "I'm sorry."

"(Y/n) please."

"You won't remember our times. I was nothing but a friend to you. All our dates and romantic wasn't there. You won't remember (Y/n) Manchester as your lover."

Chapa passed out when you let her head go. You moved and laid her down in your bedroom.

You grabbed your bags and left the apartment knowing that the rest of Danger Force will be here soon.

You gave Chapa one last glance before leaving on the next bus out of Swellview.

Disappearing from Danger Force's radar until you set foot in Swellview again.

However you would never know what your powers didn't work.

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[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay-adjacent Visuals: Jack's Lament

Can you feel me practically vibrating out of my skin???

On one hand, I'm a little sad because this is the last video I'll probably be making a post about for a while (though by the time you see this, Geoff might have uploaded a new video that I can actually talk about the visuals for (EDIT from future me: he did!), and if so, you'll be seeing a post for that one tomorrow), but on the other hand, this is my third (though in no particular order/ranking) favourite Geoff video on his channel so far, and I am so excited to finally be able to make a post for it!

Geoff's cover of Jack's Lament debuted on the 8th of October, 2023, though I didn't see it pop up in my YouTube recommended until the 29th (if you remember from my Hellfire post, I wasn't initially subscribed to Geoff or Voiceplay, and both channels somehow ended up dropping off my radar for a while. Jack's Lament was the first from either channel that I had seen in at least a year, and as soon as I saw that thumbnail, I knew it was going to be amazing, but oh my GOD it was even better (and with me stumbling upon Hellfire the very next day, well let's just say I was pulled even deeper down the Geoff/Voiceplay rabbithole than I had been the first time around 😅).

Anyway, I'm not sure if I'll hit image limit on this one, or how much actual commentary I may have, but regardless, let's freaking go!

One hell of an opening shot, not gonna lie. Geoff's very-skeletal-looking hands playing the piano (in a beautiful way, might I add), immediately sets a very spooky/eerie vibe!

And this is one hell of an establishing shot! I mean goddamn there is a lot to take in here! Though one thing I will point out (that I actually only just noticed myself ^^;) is the Haunted Mansion headstone on the left, memorialising Madame Leota!

(Also shoutout to Pattycake Production Studios where this was filmed!)

I of course have to give a MASSIVE shoutout and kudos to Rick Underwood for the makeup job in this one, like holy christ he really outdid himself here! (and I can't thank him enough)

Ngl, if I don't come up with any other ideas between now and October, then I kinda wanna dress as "Jack Skellington Geoff" (Geoff Caskellington? 🤔), makeup and all (or just attempt the face makeup at least)

And seriously take a look at his hands! If it weren't for the super-high-definition closeup of his hands on the piano at the start, you'd be forgiven for thinking those are just really well-fitting gloves, but nope! An amazing airbrush job from Mr Underwood!

Also, if you look at his neck and chest in both this image and the previous one, you'll notice that he's got airbrushing going on there too, highlighting (or more accurately, shading) his ribs and other bones!

Finally, on the subject of the body paint job, if you've been paying attention to some of my other Geoff posts (and some of my Voiceplay posts), you might notice what's missing...

No necklace, and no rings! Had to remove them for costume/makeup/character purposes, rip. Must have felt a bit weird without them, but all that paint must have felt weird too, so maybe the weird feelings cancelled each other out? 😅

(His acting in this is of course 10/10 👌)

This video is one that I do actually know involved Geoff deliberately colouring his hair to make it grey, and it still looks as lovely as ever!

(Also this picture is a better one to check out the airbrushed detailing on his chest! (if you're gonna leave a couple of shirt buttons undone and your chest exposed, might as well take advantage of it! 😁))

The "moon" in this video is apparently just some big spotlight with a moon cover on it or something? Apparently you can fairly easily find them online or something, and you can in fact see the pole it's attached to underneath in this image here, but you likely wouldn't notice the pole if you weren't looking for it, and the usage of the moon is 100% perfect! (I've seen/heard one or two people wishing the moon was yellow like in the movie, but eh, it probably wouldn't have fitted the overall colour scheme of the video as much)

I had to include the "jumpscare" of course I had to! 😁

Also I can't get any good screencaps of it, but the way Geoff shifts from sombre on "a longing that I've never known," to more theatric/dramatic on "I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light" is so good, and the acting/choreography is absolute chefs kiss

"Bonjour!"

(For those of you not familiar with the original, the line "and I'm know throughout England and France" is part of the original song, but the "bonjour!" bit is not 😆)

A Geoff head not connected to the body! It's happened again! 😂

Also it's cool the way Geoff is quickly jumping/flashing from one point to another, reminds me of his Headless Horseman video

"No animal, nor man, can SCREAM like I can!"

What can I say, it's a very cool effect! Really ups the "oomph" factor of the little belt moment!

Tiny pumpkins/jack-o-lanterns in his eyes!!

"But who here, would ever understand..."

(I'm not even at half the maximum image limit yet, so I'm 100% just throwing in an extra screencap (or two) just because 😁)

Geoff pats the side of his leg to call for Zero the ghost dog, just in in the scene in the movie! (Also shoutout to Kathy, who I believe helped with puppeteering for this bit?)

"...that the pumpkin king, with the skeleton grin,"

(Freaking obsessed with this video, I tell ya!)

"The fame and praise, come year after year, does nothing for these empty tears"

This is the last shot before we see the gramophone logo (a very gorgeous shot btw), but there's a little bit of a bonus bit for those who stick around for the Patron credits!!

It starts to snow! Like at the end of the movie! It's a sign of hope and good things to come! <3

The original song is good for the movie, sure, but Geoff's cover feels like it has so much more depth (in more ways than one!) and emotion! And his vocal range is ugh god absolutely stunning and mindblowing! I cannot get enough, can never get enough!

But anyway, I hope you've been enjoying my Voiceplay/Voiceplay-adjacent posts! If there are any videos I've skipped over that you actually would like me to make a post on, please let me know! (And don't worry, I am planning to do all the 2017-onwards Christmas videos for both channels eventually - maybe as a Christmas In July thing?) I'm typing this on the 22nd of February, and if Voiceplay uploads a video in March that I wanna make a post on (nope), well you reading this will have already seen that post, and if Geoff uploads something in March that I wanna talk about (he did), then you'll see that post tomorrow (you will!). But otherwise, thanks for reading!

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[lesbian-deadpool]

At Worlds End

Avengers

Part Three: The Capture of Loki

Words: 2,124

Warnings: Heights and falling, lightly described fight.

Summary: After the easy capture of Loki, you are reunited with your blonde God-like friend. All you wanted was some coffee.

A/N: I have added my own opinions upon the slight mention of religion, as to make the reader insert more comfortable for myself.

Ko-Fi

Commissions

(Not my pics)

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"What's happening?" you inquired, from the pilot's seat beside Natasha, back to HQ.

"Not entirely sure," came back from the bridge of the Helicarrier. "Loki seems to be holding a contraption over one of the lead scientists."

"Is he in danger?" Steve asked, coming closer to the cockpit.

"Possibly. There's no immediate threat- Oh, my God!"

"What?"

"He stabbed it into his eye! It appears to be taking his eye."

Flicking some of the switches around you, in the hopes of getting there quicker, you spoke, "The hell kind of jigsaw shit."

"What?" Steve was next to question, not understanding your reference.

"ETA, two minutes," Natasha interrupted any chance of you replying to the man, flicking switches of her own, entrusting the steering onto you.

"Faster if I have anything to do with it."

One minute and thirty-six seconds were all it took for the Quinjet to barrel straight towards the gathered crowd.

Twenty seconds less for Steve Rogers to dive out of a flying vehicle, like the genius he is.

The blonde's voice played through the comms of the Quinjet.

"Y'know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing."

"The soldier," Loki's voice carried through your headphones, "The man out of time."

"I'm not the one who's out of time."

"You literally are, though," you commented, making Natasha send you a scolding look over the centre console, "What? He's from the 40s. I'm not allowed to comment on that?"

As you were talking, the jet pulled back, hovering behind the man.

Natasha peered over at you momentarily, as you manoeuvred around in your seat, unbuckling yourself, ready to jump down and join the red, white, and blue man when the time called for it. While a gun popped out of the belly of the jet, aiming straight for Loki.

"Loki," she spoke clearly through the PA of the Quinjet, "Drop the weapon and stand down."

A blinding blast of blue light shot out from the spear, zapping right at the jet.

"Shouldn't have unbuckled! Shouldn't have unbuckled!" came your chants when Natasha took the initiative and moved the jet before the blast could hit. Your shoulder connected with the dark metal wall with a dull thump, luckily missing any of the important controls of the aircraft. "Right, that's my queue! I'm jumping out!"

You so wanted the chance to kick Loki's ass.

"Wait until I get the jet straight," Natasha called back to you as she moved back into position. You gripped the metal overhead, at the very rear of the jet, waiting for the door to open, peering back at the red-head flying, "The guy's all over the place."

"What do you mean?" you asked with curious anxiety, striding back to the cockpit to investigate for yourself.

"We have readings of him everywhere," Romanoff clarified, reading off the data from the many screens upon the console.

"That's so fuckin' weird," you remarked slowly, eyes intent on the radars.

Glancing up through the windows, you spotted Loki throwing Captain America across the, now bare, square.

"This guy is supposed to be one of the best?"

Before your disbelieving regard of the renowned man could be countered by the red-head, an unauthorised voice came through the Quinjet itself.

"Agent Romanoff, you miss me?"

The screens upon the console glitched out as Tony Stark hacked into the PA system, overriding it completely. The tune of an electric guitar swimming through it, surrounding the place with rock music.

With a smile on your face, hand gripping the headrest behind Natasha, you replied to your best friend.

"No, Tony, she missed me."

Natasha sighed in exasperation, shaking her head lightly at the two of you, "I hate that I have to deal with you two again."

"Oh, ouch," he hissed, "You hear that, Y/N? You just got burned."

"Yeah, so did you, Tin Man."

"Um, actually, it's titanium alloy. And is impenetrable by burning."

You hummed sarcastically, as Natasha rolled her eyes, "You know what isn't impenetrable?"

Tony shot down from the darkened night sky, colliding with Loki and sending him flying to the ground. Breaking bricks as he landed himself, aiming at the man. All the while, the red-head turned back to you.

"Would you two stop bickering and get out there and help them?"

"Yes. ma'am."

Now, you couldn't say much against Steve jumping out of the jet, considering you had just done the same. But at least you didn't jump out of it while it was moving.

Bracing yourself as you landed, quickly jogging up to the red and blue dressed men, with a green dressed man below them. As they curtly acknowledged each other's presence.

... boy, your life sure was weird sometimes.

"Make your move, reindeer games." Loki's armour faded from him in a golden glow, raising his hands up in surrender. "Good move."

"Mr Stark."

"Captain."

"Aw, did I miss the fight?" you whined, stepping up to the two. "I really wanted to duke it out against him."

"You want to fight him for reasons that weren't to save others?" Steve questioned with a judgemental tone.

"I was there when he took over my friend and almost crushed me under a giant fuck-load of rubble. Excuse me if I want to go head to head with him after that."

Sensing tensions, Natasha spoke through the comms, "Let's get him back to HQ. He needs to be interrogated."

"Yeah, I want that cup of coffee you interrupted."

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The sky was a dark blue as the Quinjet soared through dusty clouds over snowy mountains on the way back to America.

Within the metal aircraft, tensions soared themselves.

Returned to the empty pilot's seat. You helped Natasha fly back to the Helicarrier. With Steve and Tony standing in the back, as Fury spoke to you and the red-head.

"Is he saying anything?"

"Not a word," the woman replied.

"None of them are. But he looks like a scolded child," You added.

"Just get him here. We're low on time."

"I really wanted to drop by the drive-through first."

Rolling her eyes and sighing at you, Natasha disconnected the line between the jet and the Director, knowing that he would prefer not to reply to that.

Behind you, Steve turned away from Loki as to whisper to your best friend.

"I don't like it."

"What, Rock of Ages giving up so easily?"

"I don't remember it being that easy. This guy packs a wallop."

"Oi, numb-nuts," you called back to the blonde, "If we can hear you, he probably can too."

Natasha tried to hide her smirk at the nickname you used for the man to point out the obvious as you returned back to the still darkening sky outside. Tony, however, did no such thing, letting his smile shine brightly across his face, continuing to sass the man beside him.

"Still, you are pretty spry for an older fellow." A sniff as he faced him. "What's your thing, pilates?"

"What?"

"It's like callisthenics," Tony explained, "You might have missed a couple things, y'know, doing time as a Capsicle."

You chuckled with a nod.

"Yeah, like a few civil movements, polio vaccine, literally fucking TV, safety in cars, going into space, and less likelihood to die from the fuckin' flu," you rattled off.

Steve scoffed lightly at your words, shaking his head with a tense jaw and returning back to the iron-clad man, "Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."

"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you."

"I'd get used to it if I were you," you advised, eyes still intent on the swirling clouds through the window, "It's a 'you know what you need to' thing with him. Doesn't trust many. If you're not authorised, you don't know. Simple as... unless you're Tony and you hack into everything as a hobby."

"So, you trust his judgement?" Tony asked, fully turning to face you now.

It was your jaw's turn to tick as you mulled your thoughts over. The silence pulled both Steve and Natasha's attention to you.

"I trust him to do what's best for the world," you finally spoke at a cautious speed. Surveying if the words were right or not to describe your opinions, "But I don't necessarily trust him to utilise as many people as he could because of his trust issues. But that's not to say that he should tell unauthorised people everything that's going on. There's levels in the orginisation for a reason."

Through the glass, you spotted Steve's brows furrow and his mouth open, ready to counter your points, when suddenly lighting struck through the sky, not too far from the jet itself, thunder rumbling along with it.

"Where's this coming from?" Natasha asked, curious by the storm that had brewed suddenly within only ten seconds.

"What's the matter? Are you scared of a little lightning?" Steve questioned the captured man, who appeared shaky as the jet shook with the storm raging overhead.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows."

Putting two and two together, a loud laugh burst from you.

"Ah! We're gonna see my buddy!"

A dull thud to the roof of the jet reverberated throughout the metal container, shocking the imprisoned man back into his seat, jostling the aircraft much more than the storm did.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" you exclaimed, looking up into the metal ceiling, "Do a softer landing next time!"

"We need to stabilise the jet, Y/L/N," Natasha told you as the men behind you began gearing themselves up. The red-head steadied herself in her seat, a determined look taking over her face.

"Whoa, Tony, what ya' doin'?!" you called over as the man opened the rear hatch of the Quinjet.

"What are you doing?" Steve called too.

"Letting the stray in."

Before Tony could even reach the still descending hatch, Thor clattered down onto it.

Looking over your shoulder, you spotted the blonde had last seen four years ago.

"Thor, buddy, how's it going?! You comin' along for the ride?!" you had to yell over the loud billowing wind.

Instead of answering your friendly question, the man reacted to Tony aiming his gauntlet at him, slamming him in the chest with Mjnior, sending him flying back into the jet before you could scold the billionaire.

"Holy shit!" You turned in your seat at the loud clang behind you, noticing Thor going after Loki over the crumpled form of your red and gold best friend, "Thor?" Gripping his brother by the neck, Thor pulled him out of his seat, then dragged him out of the open hatch, using his hammer to fly off, "Thor?!"

"And not there's that guy," Tony said with a light groan as he got to his feet.

"He ignored me!"

"Another Asgardian?" Natasha called back to the two. Fiddling with the man buttons upon the centre console.

"That guy's a friendly?" Steve asked Tony as he walked to the open rear hatch.

You pulled a face at that, looking over your shoulder slightly. "Yes? Has no one read the report on New Mexico? I get 40s boy not knowing, but you." You gestured to the red-head.

"Doesn't matter," Tony informed, "If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost."

"He loves his brother. He won't kill him... I think."

"Stark," Steve yelled after the man, "We need a plan of attack!"

"I have a plan. Attack." And then he blasted off in search of the brothers.

"Tony, no-! He's gone."

With an angered sigh, Steve reached for a parachute, intent on following after your friend.

"I'd sit this one out, Cap," Natasha advised.

"I don't see how I can."

"It's easy. You bend your knees over one of those seats back there," you sassed, "But seriously though, Loki kicked your ass. This guy will hand it to ya'."

"These guys come from legend. They're basically Gods."

Steve struggled to attach the parachute to his body. All the while countering Natasha's claim, "There's only one God, Ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that."

You rolled your eyes dramatically at the man, coughing out a, "Bullshit."

Natasha turned to look at you pointedly after Steve dove from the back of the jet. Understanding immediately what she was silently insinuating.

"Okay, okay," you muttered to yourself, unclipping the thick belts across your body, "You didn't want Steve to go, but with me, that's another story. That better be a fucking compliment and not the opposite."

Jogging towards the opening, you scooped up a chute of your own, swinging it on proficiently, clipping it together as you dove out of the jet after the men.

You were never getting that fucking coffee.

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[flowerboycaleb]

there were some really exciting new singles that came out this month, but also a few that left a bad taste in my mouth! 2024 is still shaping up to be an amazing year for music tho. some great projects coming over the next few months and i can't wait to dive into them. anyway, here are my thoughts on some of the notable singles & songs from this month!! to check out my thoughts on some of the albums, EPs, and mixtapes that came out this month click here!!! also feel free to follow me on rate your music and twitter <3

"Prologue" - Kamasi Washington

◇ featured on Fearless Movement - Kamasi Washington (not yet released) ◇ genres: spiritual jazz, jazz fusion

Saxophonist Kamasi Washington, undoubtedly one of the most prominent figures in modern jazz, has a new album coming out in a few months. This isn't technically the lead single as "The Garden Path" is on the record and that track was released years ago, but "Prologue" is the single released alongside the announcement of the new record. This is an immersive and frenetic jazz fusion cut that just goes crazy. Washington's saxophone is obviously a highlight, but THOSE DRUMS! Really great stuff all around. Super excited for the new album after hearing this, even more so after looking at some of the guests on the record. George Clinton, André 3000, and Thundercat? I'm all in.

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"Wild God" - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

◇ featured on Wild God - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds (not yet released) ◇ genres: art rock, chamber pop

A few weeks after I finished The Bad Seeds discography, they went and released the lead single to their first album of the 2020s. Their last three records have been some of their strongest. From Push the Sky Away to Ghosteen, they've just been on a great run. From the sounds of "Wild God," Wild God could probably continue that hot streak. It leans into the chamber music-y aspects of their last few albums, but a lot more rock oriented rather than the heavy electronic elements of Ghosteen. It has Nick Cave's trademarks, but it's always a treat to hear them. I was sort of on the fence about this track until the "Bring your spirit down" part towards the middle. Kicked right into the next gear that I needed it to go. Can't wait for this one.

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"One Night Stand" - Adeem the Artist

◇ featured on Anniversary - Adeem the Artist (not yet released) ◇ genres: americana, progressive country

I've been on the Adeem the Artist train ever since I heard Cast-Iron Pansexual back in 2021. Ever since then, I've always kept them on my radar so I can hear whatever they do next. This new single, and the lead to their upcoming album Anniversary, is just great. I love how they never shy away from embracing the country music sound. This sounds like a country music radio hit from years gone by, but with a queer spin to it. Finally a bittersweet country anthem that I don't feel ashamed to sing along to! Really loving this track and I hope the album is just as good!

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"symptom of life" - WILLOW

◇ genres: indie rock, art rock

WILLOW has made so many really good songs. "symptom of life" is definitely one of them, but I've been burned so many times. She'll make a banger song and then the next thing she releases is a collab with like Yungblud or MGK. Then the full album those good singles lead up to is pretty disappointing. Maybe "symptom of life" will break that cycle! I'm all in on her art rock era and she really fits this sound well. The skittering piano throughout the verses juxtaposes her vocals in a really cool way. The chorus is good, but I wish it hit a bit harder than it does. All in all, this is really good and I hope her next project can tap into her full potential.

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"Alley Rose" - Conan Gray

◇ featured on Found Heaven - Conan Gray (not yet released) ◇ genres: post-britpop, piano rock

I haven't been crazy about Conan Gray's music over the years and while "Alley Rose" isn't terrible by any means, I just find it ... off-putting, for lack of a better word. Everything is just so overproduced and hardly any genuine emotion can emerge through that barrier. It also makes it difficult for me as a listener to connect with the song. Like I can hear Gray singing his damn heart out, but it just feels so plastic to me. It sort of sounds like an Elton John song, but not classic Elton, like ... recent Elton. That kind of grand music that just fails to portray anything earnest.

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"This Is Nowhere" - The Black Keys

◇ featured on Ohio Players - The Black Keys (not yet released) ◇ genres: pop rock

I was a pretty big fan of The Black Keys when I was in middle school and I have a lot of nostalgia for their early 2010s stuff, but they've been coasting for so long now. That sort of boring, too clean blues/garage rock that just gets so exhausting after a while. "This is Nowhere" has them shaking up the formula a bit, but it's very much an "in one ear and out the other" type song. It'll probably get some airplay on your local alternative station and then it'll be phased out in favor of their hits from a decade ago. I do like the subtle psychedelic flavor to this song though, I just wish it was more memorable on the whole.

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"Incognito" | "Saturnine" - Justice

◇ featured on Hyperdrama - Justice (not yet released) ◇ genres: french electro, synth funk

Justice have released two more singles in anticipation for their new record. They're both pretty good. "Incognito" is a pretty solid electro track and "Saturnine" adds some funk to the mix which shakes things up a bit in a cool way even if it can veer into computer commercial territory. For some reason though, I find myself not returning to these new singles of theirs all that often. Like they're good in the moment, but nothing really compels me to revisit them. These two singles are a bit weaker than the previous two overall as well. I'm still gonna give the record a shot though, I have a feeling it'll be a pretty fun listen. Hopefully these tracks stick with me more when that time comes.

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"sir princess bad bitch" - Yaya Bey

◇ featured on Ten Fold - Yaya Bey (not yet released) ◇ genres: dance-pop, alternative r&b

I don't really know much about Yaya Bey. I was just looking through some new releases and this single looked intriguing. "sir princess bad bitch" is a nice lowkey R&B cut delivered with a ton of confidence. She sounds so cool here. I do wish the song was a bit longer and shook things up a bit more, but I still had a good time with it. I'll keep her upcoming album on my radar for sure!

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"Looping" - RiTchie

🥇 BEST SONG OF THE MONTH

◇ featured on Triple Digits (112) - RiTchie (not yet released) ◇ genres: experimental hip hop, neo-soul, nu jazz

RiTchie is three-for-three with these new singles. The former Injury Reserve MC is gearing up for his debut solo record and it's shaping up to be an exciting one. "Looping" is quite different from the previous two singles. The playfulness is traded out in favor of something more meditative both lyrically and production wise. This atmospheric jazzy beat pairs with his passionate delivery wonderfully. I'm even more excited for the new album now. Excited to hear just how dynamic he can get. Could be one of the best records of the year for sure.

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"Classical" | "Mary Boone" - Vampire Weekend

◇ featured on Only God Was Above Us - Vampire Weekend (not yet released) ◇ genres: indie rock, chamber pop, baroque pop

Vampire Weekend have released two new singles leading up to their new album coming next week and they have all been pretty great. "Classical" has this off-putting lushness to it. It sounds like a deconstructed version of something from their earlier albums. "Mary Boone" is a fuzzy, sparse ballad that eventually blooms into an almost baggy direction. Sort of reminded me a bit of something from George Clanton's last album, except a bit less immersive. I'm really loving these new singles and I'm super excited to hear the new record.

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"Cinderella" - Remi Wolf

◇ featured on Big Ideas - Remi Wolf (not yet released) ◇ genres: synth-funk, contemporary r&b

Remi Wolf has sort of passed me by over the last few years. I've been meaning to listen to her last record for a while now, but I just haven't gotten around to it. After hearing this new single, "Cinderella," I definitely need to go back and check it out before this new record drops. This is such a jam. If this is what she's been cooking up all this time, I've really missed out.

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"Like That" - Future, Metro Boomin & Kendrick Lamar

◇ featured on WE DON'T TRUST YOU - Future & Metro Boomin ◇ genres: indie rock, chamber pop

I decided not to write a full review of this new Future and Metro Boomin' record because I don't have too much to say about it. It's got some good stuff, but it's a little bloated. This song definitely stood out though. The beat is pretty basic, but effective. Future holds his own in his verses, but the real highlight is Kendrick Lamar's guest verse. He's just so good, everyone knows that by this point, but it's still so true.

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"The von dutch remix with addison rae and a.g. cook" - Charli XCX

◇ genres: electropop, bubblegum bass

A few weeks after Charli XCX released her middling house cut "Von dutch," the remix featuring Addison Rae and A.G. Cook is here. Call me crazy, but I think this might be the superior version. A.G. Cook's production here really kicks it into that wild next gear that I wished the original did. Charli's performance stands out a lot more here too, as does Rae's. This still isn't one of my favorite Charli tracks, but this is a definite improvement.

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"How We See the Light" - John Cale

◇ featured on POPtical Illusion - John Cale (not yet released) ◇ genre: art pop

I'm still kinda new to the world of John Cale's solo music. I only just listened to Paris 1919 and Fear for the first time, but I loved them both. He has a new record out this June and this lead single is pretty decent. Cale still has an ear for interesting melodies and sounds. The more I revisit this one the more I enjoy it. It's nice to hear an artist of like Cale still experimenting and playing around. Definitely gonna check out this record when it drops.

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"World on a String" - Jessica Pratt

◇ featured on Here in the Pitch - Jessica Pratt (not yet released) ◇ genres: singer-songwriter, folk pop

Another really good single from Jessica Pratt leading up to her next album. This one sounds a bit more like what you would expect from her, but the formula is far from broken. Few are making folk music as dreamy as Pratt. Many of Pratt's songs sound like what ripples in a small pond look like, "World on a String" is one of them. Looking forward to Here in the Pitch for sure. It could very well be one of her strongest albums to date!

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"The Seasons Reverse (Live)" - Gastr Del Sol

◇ featured on We Have Dozens of Titles - Gastr Del Sol (not yet released) ◇ genres: post-rock, ambient pop

Jim O'Rourke and David Grubbs long dormant post rock group Gastr Del Sol are returning with a new compilation of unearthed material soon. Admittedly, I haven't listened to much of their work, but I'm a huge fan of Jim's so I decided to check this out. This is a nice instrumental piece with an interesting arrangement. O'Rourke's guitar is accompanied by these sometimes harsh, sometimes gentle synths. Hard to recommend this for everyone, but if you're a fan, this is probably really cool.

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"I LUV IT" - Camila Cabello

◇ genres: jersey drill, baltimore club, electropop

This is a mess. It’s a mish-mash of sounds that Camila Cabello just doesn’t have the sauce to pull off well at all. Also the lyrics are trying way too hard to be tongue-in-cheek and it falls so flat. When that snippet of the track was getting some attention on Twitter, I assumed it had to be a bit. No, that annoying “i love it, i love it, i love it, i love it” is the chorus. Carti’s guest verse isn’t good either. Just an impressively bad song! Like all of the pieces of the puzzle are there, but they're jammed together in such a way that the entire thing is a jumbled-up mess.

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"Take Me to the River" - Lorde

◇ featured on Everyone’s Getting Involved: A Tribute to Talking Heads’ Stop Making Sense (not yet released) ◇ genres: new wave, pop rock

The singles leading up to the A24 Talking Heads tribute album have been underwhelming for the most part, but I was really looking forward to this one. Lorde’s take on the Talking Heads cover of the Al Green song “Take Me to the River” is alright. This kind of production is new territory for her, but she holds her own pretty well. There’s nothing remarkable about the track and it pales in comparison to both the original and the cover it’s covering, but not bad at all.

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"Next Semester" - twenty one pilots

◇ featured on Clancy - twenty one pilots (not yet released) ◇ genres: post-punk revival, indie rock, pop rock

I wasn't crazy about the last single twenty one pilots dropped, but this is definitely a step-up. Does that make this song amazing? Not really. I feel like I'm grading on a curve. This is one of the best twenty one pilots songs for sure! I don't know if it stands out beyond that distinction though. Some of the verses are a bit awkward and not in the good, nervous energy kind of way. However, the instrumentation has some good moments, namely Josh Dun's drumming. This song is alright. I see a lot of people hyping up this new record and I'm hoping I can hop on that bandwagon, but I'm just not fully clicking with these songs.

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"Flea" - St. Vincent

◇ featured on All Born Screaming - St. Vincent (not yet released) ◇ genres: alternative rock

Another really good single from St. Vincent! A lot less industrial than the last cut, but it's still dark and noisy. There's some really cool production moments here. I love the multi-layered vocals on the "Once I'm in, you can't get rid of me" part. The chorus is explosive too. The rhythm section, consisting of Dave Grohl on drums and Justin Meldal-Johnsen on bass, are also killing it. Giving this song this sort of prickly groove. Definitely looking forward to hearing whatever she has in store next, these singles rock.

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[michaelmilligan]

Endversetober Day Two: Found

(explanation post) (compilation post)

The camp looked pitiful. Then again, every place in the world looked wrecked and hopeless nowadays.

Vaguely, Gabriel remembered a line from a song: The broken, the beaten and the damned.

That described humanity pretty well these days.

Gabriel didn't take himself for a saviour, and it certainly wasn't a role that his father had chosen for him. If it had been up to the old man, he would have been a messenger until the end of time.

Though to be fair, he had also been tasked with killing demons several times. Just not his own.

He walked slowly, careful not to be noticed by anyone as he made his way into the camp. Luckily, there weren't that many people about in the dead of night, except for a few guards.

Good to always be prepared for a zombie attack these days. Not so good for an archangel trying to sneak into a human camp to talk to his brother.

Not that Gabriel was scared of those guys' rifles or anything. But if he was seen (and shot at), it would become a whole thing, and he might have to kill some people. Castiel might be a bit put out then.

Besides, there were few enough humans as it was. Gabriel wasn't exactly eager to thin their numbers further.

There was rustling from behind him, and Gabriel slipped between two cabins, willing the shadow to be just that bit darker around him. Maybe it wouldn't even have been necessary, because the guy who bustled past didn't even look up, eyes trained on some kind of list in his hands.

It was the prophet, Gabriel realized, that Carver Edlund guy or whatever his real name was. Gabriel wondered if he still had any visions these days. Maybe Castiel would know, provided that he'd be willing to talk to Gabriel at all.

Talking to the prophet himself was out of the question. Heaven might have been closed at the time, but that didn't mean that Raphael had abandoned their duty of watching the guy. Who knew what they'd do if Gabriel came too close to him.

Better to stay off his siblings' radar, as he'd done for the last few centuries.

Castiel's cabin was at the back of the camp, and it was even more pitiful than the other ones. It didn't even have a door. Or rather, Gabriel realized as he stepped closer, it didn't have a functioning door.

There was one in the grass, rotting, a big crack down its middle.

Someone had hung weird beads in the doorway in its stead. Gabriel wondered if that had been Castiel's own idea.

As he stepped into the cabin, a chair creaked, and Gabriel spotted Castiel in a corner of the room, one foot popped up on a second chair. He was rubbing his eyes.

When he finally focused on Gabriel, he tensed and reached for a gun. “Who are you?” he asked threateningly.

There was stubble on Castiel's chin, and he looked unwashed. One of his pant legs had been cut open a few inches to accommodate the cast around his foot and ankle.

It was entirely bizarre.

“I'm hurt, Cassie,” Gabriel said sarcastically, swaggering further into the room. “You don't recognize me?”

More creaking as Castiel leaned forward, blinking in the dim light of the room. Then, suddenly, his eyes widened.

“Gabriel?” he asked, gaping and breathless.

“'Sup, bro.”

“You're dead!” It sounded like an accusation.

It probably was one.

“Stories of my demise, etc. etc.” Gabriel waved his hand dismissively, then put it on the second chair, the one with Castiel's foot on it, when he stopped next to it. “What happened to you?”

“I broke my foot.” While Csatiel didn't put away the gun, he at least placed it over his lap, and reached for a glass full of brown-ish liquid.

“How does an angel break his foot? Why don't you heal it?” Looking him up and down, Gabriel was starting to get an idea why, but he wanted to hear it.

“I'm not an angel anymore. At least not really.” Castiel sighed. “Why are you here?”

“Wow. Can't an archangel visit his brother? What has the world come to?”

“Desolation,” Castiel said dryly, and took a sip of his drink. “Devastation. The end. Should I go on?”

“Nah, I'm good.” Gabriel watched him down the rest of his glass. “Seriously, though, what happened.”

“Well, Heaven is closed and unlike you archangels, us normies don't produce our own energy.”

“That's why your powers are failing.”

Castiel scoffed. “Oh, they've failed already, all the way. Look at this.” He gestured to his foot. “It's been a week.”

“Damn.” Gabriel sucked on his bottom lip. “You know, I could give you some of my grace, but-”

Castiel laughed. “And then what? At this point, you could probably possess me and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. I'm hardly more than human.”

“Humans can still fight,” Gabriel said. He'd seen them go up against an overwhelming army of zombies, and somehow come out victors, with only minimal help from him.

“Yeah, and I plan on doing that. Until I die.” Castiel snatched a bottle from the table and poured himself another glass. “You know, I wonder where I'll end up. The Empty? Or Heaven? It would be very ironic if it were Heaven.”

Gabriel looked at him thoughtfully. He'd hoped to find an ally that day, but instead, here was a fallen angel. Not even corrupted by Hell, but just cut off from Heaven.

A grounded angel, maybe.

“Let's hope you won't find out where you'll go for a very long time,” Gabriel said, stepping closer to pat Castiel's shoulder.

Castiel tensed, but only for a moment. Then he sighed.

“I'm not sure that's what I'm hoping.”

“Well, I do.”

Gabriel left, then, not eager to entertain Castiel's gloominess when he could do nothing to lift it.  Castiel would be of no help to him in this state. Maybe if he'd come sooner... but that was an idle thought now.

All he could give to him, all he left behind, was a single of his feathers. A token to remember him by, perhaps.

He wasn't sure if Castiel could even still see it.

#A brotherly interlude #Gabriel SPN #Endverse!Cas #Quick writing #Endversetober

[phantomwarrior12]

vampire young wolf. a power just as ancient and potent as the darkness has latched onto them, and has infected them with an insatiable thirst and the physical prowess of a titan. more and more vamp killings are seen by the day, guardian forces raiding blood lounges to wrap up the stragglers. ironically, yw has been assigned to find and eliminate the source of this unknown power ( just after they were finishing off a blood pouch from a plasma donation center ) crow doesnt think of it as much, but is a little weirded out by how often they find yw in the shade. yw tries to keep crow at arms length, but their attempts futile. when the plasma center can currently no longer afford to skim off the top for yw, they retreat to a once hunters den to a now beaming feeding lounge. crow, eager to prove himself to zavala joins a guardian group to disband and round up another lounge. there is a handful of people that have seen yw without their helmet, and crow was unfortunate enough to be one of them. it sends a shiver like no other running through his spine when he heads down a corridor and in the corner of his eye sees yw attentively finishing off their drink from a pleased civilians wrist, getting ready to make their escape. both parties hear him come in, wolf snapping up straight and staring into the wall. crow is the first one to say something, but its quickly becoming static to them. its not even 15 seconds before they clip past him and out the next seen window, crow almost hot on their heels. they see the same agileness they saw in another beloved hunter, its not long until crow finds himself entangled in stray cords from the edz. wolf stays idle for a while, thinking over what they should do. first, they take his vanguard mission communications and smash it to pieces. wolf cant hear the barrage of questions from crow. anyways, they make him say to tell nobody under any circumstances, and that nobody needs to know. after a while, crow obliges. he does owe them his life after all. he can stay silent about this for a few hundread years. he agrees to look the other way when he sees them heading to another plasma donations or head off planet to another feeding lounge that had popped up.

until crow became their personal doner.

sorry my brain vomited and dropped my day dreams

- lowercase anon

I see your angst and raise you: Crow stepping up almost immediately.

(Read more just in case)

He commends them for keeping all of this a secret but after one of their off-world visits results in them getting sick due to some complications with the blood. Crow insists they come to him next time.

He can't stand to see them suffer. The Young Wolf, for obvious reasons, tries to refuse but when it becomes clear Crow won't change his mind, they relent.

The first time they show up on his doorstep, Crow notes how awkward and borderline ashamed they looked. Next, the telltale signs that they've been delaying this as much as they could stand. He helps them inside, gets them settled on his bed and asks what happens now.

The Young Wolf is impossibly gentle with trembling fingers as they take his wrist. They remove his glove, rolling up part of his sleeve and freeze. They ask if he's sure, warn him it could hurt and that they won't do it if he's having second thoughts. Crow encourages them to proceed as he touches their shoulder with his other hand.

When they do, Crow takes one of their hands in his, gently squeezing and stroking their hand to reassure them. it becomes a regular thing, evading the Vanguard's radar for as long as they can manage.

Obviously the Hidden and subsequently, Ikora catches wind of the YW's mysterious appearances and disappearances. Their reluctance to remove their helmet in meetings and deliberate avoidance of reflective objects. Ikora's suspicions grow until the YW realizes they're at risk of discovery and vanish from the Tower. Crow refuses to give them up and given that they aren't hurting anyone (they still take Vanguard missions that Crow passes along to them but solo), Ikora has no choice but to leave it alone with a warning to Crow.

First sign that the Young Wolf can't control themselves - he's to kill them. Crow agrees, reluctantly, but tells the Young Wolf. They, of course, agree with Ikora and assure Crow he made the right call.

#vampire au #the crow #the young wolf #destiny 2 #destiny #lowercase anon #asks answered #anon asks #phantom answers #excellent anon