#Cheer up emo fella!
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Late at the party, but I'm a lazy fella.
Happy (delayed) Birthday to our favorite Goose, who got the perfect party for his mental age! Come on, @ouroboros-hideout Let's celebrate your beautiful brain baby!
Poor Vio is trying to act like a perfect posh girl, because she's hanging with two supposed posh guy... Just to be disappointed by their child-like behavior ("Please, don't throw the cake at each other, I spent hours on that!). But if you ask her nicely she can make an amazing live dubbing of the interaction she wrote down on the polaroid.
And btw I know, the Firebird should have been a mini-bike, but he's already pretty disappointed by that. Especially because Roy hyped him up a little.
Oh, Vlad, sweet summer child. Were you surprised?
#Big surprise for a big tough guy!#Every Vlad's birthday is a pain not because he was a poor abandoned child who doesn't even know his real birthday...#But because Roy has to make every year worse than the previous one.#At least this year there's a strudel#Cheer up emo fella!#oc: vlad volkov#oc: firebird#oc: little special birthday boy#oc: violet#oc: elroy vincennes#brotp: wine moms#otp: dead inside#those two otp names play so well together!#cyberpunk 2077#virtual photography#cyberpunk 2077 photomode#cp2077#cyberpunk photomode#phantom liberty#cyberpunk 2077 screenshots#in game photography#cyberpunk screenshots#male v#corpo v#street kid v#cyberpunk
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Part 40
Apple awoke on his birthday to find a very strange guest. Well, mama always taught him to be hospitable, so he offered the fella a pie.
Outside, the other brothers were also offering pies to their own strange guests. Wait, how did Thyme's pie succeed and Sage's didn't??
Poor Sage... don't worry buddy, you'll get a hug on your birthday too!
Just some kitchen shenanigans, as the house prepped for a harvestfest birthday. At least Snow keeps the floors clean enough to eat off of...
Apple cheered along as Snow cooked up a storm!
Strawberry was a little more critical.
The food went up in flames regardless.
As Snow White hurried to put out the fire, Christopher had a breakthrough!!!
Unfortunately, he couldn't tell his wife about the cure just yet. Turns out, cures are expensive! And he would need to find the time to pick up a few things... and she'd just leveled up as a vampire??
Plus, she was kind of crying over having a full table, and her baby boys growing up.
She really had raised some responsible young lads!
Though she did have to fight her family to use the table...
Snow White couldn't join her family for the harvestfest tradition, but for her the joy was in the preparation. And ringing the meal bell!
With harvestfest breakfast scarfed down, it was time to gather in the kitchen to sing Hopple Borfna!
The entire family actually made it! Although the toddlers couldn't fit in the kitchen.
I'm telling you, Lark is the only troublemaker in the trio! They all had the exact same marching instructions! She's the only one who broke them to play in the trash!
Ah, anyway, today was not the triplet's time in the spotlight! The entire family cheered for Apple as he carefully pondered his wish.
Apple was a boy of few desires, so who can say what he wished as he blew out the candles.
It probably wasn't for that emo boi haircut!
Actually, something more than the hair felt really off to him...
No time to focus on that! It was Strawberry's turn!
The crowd was a bit too much for him, so Strawberry ran to get some air for his age-up.
Apparently getting watched by a heavily pregnant Dina Caliente randomly in the front yard was better?
10/10 age up, guys.
Regardless of the circumstances, Snow White belted her heart out for the birthday pair. Such an exciting day!
Well, here are our two beautiful firstborns! With the wrong birthmarks, wow.
Enjoy these handsome faces while you can, 'cause this will be the last you see of them...
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[● Hey what's up emo kids of today, I found a thing for the broken, the beaten, and the damned (or those who still wear heavy eyeliner and enjoy alternative music)
In other words: Get over here emo kids, I found a picrew that's designed specifically for us!
https://picrew.me/share?cd=cvmilkMi2l
I'm actually glad there are picrews that give a cheer for all the broken because lots of them are very soft and made for the average Tumblr user or whatnot, but this picrew is made specifically for emos and it's awesome. I don't see a lot of things out in the wild that really represent me, but this picrew does it perfectly.
This is the one I made
I was about to call it cringe but remembered that's the point: to be unapologetically myself. I'm sure it's obvious that this is made for scene kids too, but I'd argue they're also emo in their own way. I enjoy my fair share of scene things, and I think scene people are kewl. Alright, go buckwild fellas, I'm off!]
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May I requests headcanons for spooky month characters?
Yes you may 😌
Skid:
Little shit #1
Most ticklish spot is the ribs obviously
Gets tickled by literally everyone
But also frequently tickles literally everyone
Pump:
Little shit #2
A little bit more ticklish than Skid
Worst spot is his neck
He and Skid have tickle fights ALL THE TIME
Lila:
More of a ler
Tickles Skid to wind his energy down
Sometimes has to be tickled out of bed
Her and Jaune tickling each other is not uncommon
Jaune:
Tickles Ross for his laid back emo bullshit
Plays Tickle Monster whenever the kids come over
Dexter/Happy Fella:
Wasn't very ticklish as a human
Prefers to be a ler
As a doll, it's a different story
Is crazy ticklish as Happy Fella
Being the size of a toddler will do that to you
Kevin:
Lee
Usually tickled by Streber
Or whatever haunted bullshit Skid and Pump bring
Worst spot is the ribs and underarms
Gets really nervous when being tickled
Isn't afraid to fight back though
Streber:
LEE
Somehow a bigger lee than his boyfriend
Uses the vampire teeth to nibble people
Take away the teeth and he's basically powerless
Frequently initiates tickle fights
Roy:
Has only been tickled by Ross and Robert
Super fucking ticklish everywhere
He doesn't like being touched without warning, so he appreciates if you ask first
Was the king of tickle fights until the others ganged up on him
Little asshole will always try to tickle to others to get his way
Ross:
Emo
The most serious out of the hatzgang
But just because he's serious doesn't mean he's above tickling
Mostly tickles Roy for his bullshit
Most ticklish around his knees
Robert:
The least ticklish of the hatzgang
After dethroning Roy, he is now the king of tickle fights
The only way to beat him is to gang up on him
Will purposefully lose to his little sister
John:
Lee
I'm a sucker for bastard lees
He only let's Jack tickle him
Enables Jack and all his chaos when it comes to tickling
Will sometimes join Jack in tickling someone
Mostly gets tickled to cheer him up
Worst spot is the armpits
Jack:
Ler
His usual method is tickle interrogations
Pretty ticklish himself
Loves tickling John
Bob Velseb:
Biiiiig switch energy with this one
His voice hhhnnnnng
Worst spot is the belly
Absolute tickle monster
CANNOT take what he dishes out tho
Nibbles and raspberries are his main thing
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best friends to lovers!lucas
request: ok ur SO FUNNY when i was reading ur hyunjin scenario i almost pissed my pants istg ur fckin hilarious !! and could you do like a best friends to lovers type trope with lucas from nct? love ur writing and please go nuts my guy <3 <3 - @nctro
word count: 3.7k
a/n: djfhgkhdj thank u sO MUCH everyone who compliments me on here makes me blush dhbfkhsbdk anywhom I actually enjoyed writing this so much mainly because I love big dumb boys and Lucas is one of those !!!! I hope u like it bby<3
warnings ?: cursing and brief mentions of underage drinking
okie doke babe
l e t s d i v e i n
let’s set the scene fellas
you’re in like the second grade right
boys are: disgusting and mean
but this is when you meet your bestie !!!!!
lucas was a new kid all the way from china and he was , the only boy you’d ever found cute
(i mean y’all have seen those baby pics oh my gOD HE WAS SO CUTE)
and when the teacher introduced him he was obviously a bubbly kid but none of the others in your class seemed to warm up to him
:((((
later when you all are at recess he keeps trying to join the boys but they won’t let him because as previously stated
THEYRE MEAN AND GROSS
he looks so so sad and lonely and you’re a Sweet Baby Girl so you go up to him and ask if he wants to play w/ u :)))
he’s so excited !!!! hooray !!!!!!!!!!
you guys play house and BAM
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER
your friendship lasts all through elementary school !!
even in fourth grade when you guys were in different classes he would come find you at recess and your moms would arrange play dates :))))
middle school was,
middle school
we don’t talk abt that
all you need to know is that it was embarrassing
and yeehaw we’ve made it thotties aLL THE WAY TO SENIOR YEAR
let’s do a brief summary of 9th-11th grade
9th grade:
lucas is taller than you but only by a little and his voice breaks every other sentence
his ears are still too big for his body :(
you are a late bloomer and still look 12 but you’re , TRYING YOUR BEST
you guys have about half of your classes together but remain really close since you eat lunch together and hang out after school too
lucas attempts to join the basketball team
he . doesn’t make it and is v upset so you have to come over and comfort your Pitiful Man Baby
he cries a little and ouchie yOUR HEART hurts
but then he’s like u never saw that THOT
and so you are forced into silence rip
10th grade:
lucas FINALLY gets his permit halfway through the year because he fuckinh forgot to do it last year and you’re TERRIFIED but it’s fine
you’re starting to look more like a female and less like a fetus congrats !!!!!
lucas has now grown to almost 6 feet tall what the FUCK BRO
he grew at least 6 inches over the summer and you don’t really notice until one day you’re like uhhh excuse me since when are you half a foot taller than me
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
and this boy LORDS his height over you
purposefully places things where you can’t reach it so he can be like
*tips fedora* m’lady , are u in need of assistance
after this you have perfected the art of pinching his arm til he screeches
also his voice has gotten sooooo so so deep
like okay darth vader CHILL OUT
with all this height though he is even clumsier than before
it’s like he forgets he’s now a giant 15 yr old
he’s always covered in scratches and bruises so you’ve taken to carrying disney princess bandaids
they’re disney princess because you thought it would embarrass him and encourage him not to get hurt but
he loves them so it didn’t work rip
he tries out for the basketball team again and genuinely makes it based on height alone
i mean the boy can barely dribble but ??? he can learn i guess
he calls you when he makes it and screams for 45 seconds straight
you don’t know wtf goin on so you’re like oh mY GOD ARE U OKAY
and he’s like yES BITCH I MADE THE TEAM
and then you scream for 45 seconds
next time you see him in person you tackle him with a hug and he lifts you up and spins you around because wow !!!!! so happy !!!!
11th grade:
ah, yes
the year of PARTYING
you always go to parties together and switch who’s dd each time
eventually more friends start coming with you so that you can both get drunk tho ayy
but for the first couple times it’s either drunk lucas half draped on you as you drag him home or sober lucas carrying your lightweight ass to the car
he’s a real one so he won’t say anything about the time you were really drunk and got separated from him so you stood on a table and screamed his name til he came and snatched you down lmao
lucas has reached full height as well so he’s like, so much bigger than you
also he’s gotten so much better at basketball and is practically the star of the team
you go to every game and cheer as loud as you can bc that’s your BOY
puberty is Complete for you and you look female and everything!!!! go off queen
lucas is now on Protective Mode since you’re really cute and a very agreeable drunk and under no circumstances will he allow you to be taken advantage of
NOT on my watch- lucas
alright we’re gonna make senior year the present timeline bc
YOLO
lucas is officially more popular than you
BUT
he actually sticks around because he’s The Best
okay also this guy just keeps getting larger
like he got all tall but THEN
he was doing basketball so much and just genuinely enjoyed doing sports in general that our boy was thicc with two(2) got damn c’s
you don’t notice that much until he gets into a habit of throwing you over his shoulder whenever you won’t pay attention to him
and it’s , unnerving how easily he does it
he’s started wearing shirts that show off his, eh hem, assets
long story short he’s hot as fuck and even you see him and you’re like DAYUM
also every female in your school is. ALL OVER HIM
it’s hard to walk next to him in the halls because people genuinely shove you out of the way to get next to him
at first you just kind of let it happen and he didn’t notice the first few times
that made u hella emo :(((((
but now he INSISTS upon holding your hand and dragging you behind him through the crowds
you highkey blush the whole time and everyone is all ArE yOu GuYs DaTiNg ?!/&:&:$
lucas is like NO.
:))))
ouchie
you start overthinking things because ??? would it really be so bad to be dating you jeez
you’re not terribly ugly or anything ???
at least you don’t think so
oh my god he thinks you’re ugly and annoying and he hates you
self hatred commence in 3,2,....... someone play the icarly theme song
you lowkey start distancing yourself and he himself is busy busy bee so
you start seeing less of each other :/
and you miss him soooo so much (this is your own doing BITCH) but it doesn’t even seem like he misses you at all wtf
he’s just having a great time w/ his basketball boy(friend)s and everyone loves him and you’ve been hashtag left behind :(
he really didn’t mean to he just !!!! has so much going on aaaa
and like in his absence you start realizing a lot of things
like how much you actually liked his cringey ass flirting
you would always smack him every time he was like “oh sorry, just got lost in ur eyes what did u say :3”
you miss his hugs because they were really rEALLY GOOD
he tucks you under his chin and squishes you or he’ll just wrap his arms around and pick you up
your feet just ???? dangle
you miss when he would show up at your house at like 11 with a bunch of shitty foreign films and force you to watch them with him
you miss when you both would fall asleep in a pile on the couch and he would wake up and carry you to bed
because he’s an angel THATS WHY
anywhom
you miss everything about him and you just are so upset that he doesn’t pay that much attention to you
it gets WORSE when you notice some other girl hanging out with him
and she’s prettier than you and apparently good enough for his attention when you aren’t and you’re just so full of
what’s the word
JEALOUSY.mp3
go listen to jealousy by monsta x
but obviously you’re not going to acknowledge that because what’s a good friends to lovers story without a hearty helping of denial
he still tries to hang out with you so you guys do see each other in class and at least a couple weekends out of the month but :(((
it’s nowhere near how close you were
it all comes to a head when one day you’re walking in the hall and it’s hella crowded
way worse than usual
and in the center of the crowd is
you guessed it :’-)
our boy yukhei
and he just asked this girl to the winter formal and she’s nodding and smiling and hugging him and he’s smiling too and you
gotta go
your eyes are already starting to water and you start skirting around the edges of the crowd to get to a bathroom
one of your other friends jeno who also plays with lucas on the team sees you and smiles and lifts his hand
but it immediately shifts into a frown when he sees your face
he reaches out to grab your wrist and asks if you’re okay and what’s wrong
you just bring your other hand up to sloppily wipe at your watery eyes and whisper that it’s nothing
the hand he’s got in his grasp has started to shake and he looks really worried so he tugs you around the corner until he doesn’t see anyone around
and he turns to look you in the eyes all Serious
“alright. spill”
and you just
BURST INTO TEARS
he panics and hesitantly puts an arm around your shoulders to pat your back
you just press your forehead into his shoulder and cry
it’s a short cry though because although we are dramatic out here we aren’t doing The Absolute Most
you pull away and wipe your eyes and take a few deep breaths before you apologize
jeno smiles sadly and pats your head and says it’s okay and that he hopes it helped
you stand there for 37 seconds exactly in silence
jenos been counting
and then you let the cat out of the bag
you adMIT FINALLY !!!!!
that you are really in love with your bff/sort of ex-bff and you’re really jealous and sad because he doesn’t even CARE about you anymore
at first jeno is quiet but then he starts laughing
and he won’t stop
and you’re like if you keep going i’m going to cry again please i’m so sensitive
and he shuts up immediately and is like o_o
but then he grips you by your shoulders and is like hEY
“guess what”
“god jeno i am really not in the mood”
“no for real guess what the fuck is up”
“what is up ???? what is up you asshole ???”
“yukhei is in love with you too”
you scoff and roll your eyes
“this is a really lame attempt to make me feel better”
“no really i’m not even lying i swear he talks about you all the time in the locker room and he literally thinks you’re an angel”
“okay but its platonic as hell like obviously we love each other after all these years but he doesn’t like ME in the way i like HIM”
“how do you know??”
“how do YOU know ?????”
“,,,,,, you got me there”
you pat his shoulder and you’re like listen i really appreciate you trying to make me feel better but it’s time for me to accept my fate
now you and lucas still text semi regularly and send each other memes and stuff
but you just, cut him off because you physically can’t move on if you interact with him at all you LOVE this boy
he def notices and texts you a few times like
y/n ??? hello? is your phone broken?
but when you stop waving back at him in the hallways and actively avoiding him he realizes you’re not talking to him
and this poor boy cannot for the life of him figure out why
he doesn’t UNDERSTAND
god he’s dumb but we still stan
he figures you want him to leave you alone so he just stares at your forlornly from afar
this just pisses you off bc like wtf nOW YOURE GONNA PAY ATTENTION TO ME ??????
a couple weeks pass and it’s time for winter formal
yay.
you’ve been dragged here by jeno who is SURE that something important is gonna happen tonight and lucas is gonna Fix Everything
yeah OKAY
SURE
you may not want to go but you wouldn’t be caught DEAD not stunting on these hoes
you show up looking absolutely SPICY
QUEEN OF WINTER
you know you had to do it to em
jeno forcefully pulls you into the doors of the gymnasium and then disappears after he threatens you with an
“i told chenle not to let you leave”
and you turn to look at chenle who is SGA and helping with the dance and he gives you an “i’m watching you” hand motion
god this is ridiculous
you sigh and go find some of your other friends
you hate to admit this but. you actually had a little fun
and then of course
a slow song was played
and the dj is all yo everyone find you a honey it’s time to slow it down for a bit
sigh
you go to walk off the dance floor or find jeno or do SOMETHING other than stand around looking awkward surrounded by couples
but someone has snatched your hand up yo wtf
it’s LUCAS
and you just look at him with confusion
“dance with me, please. just this once,,,”
and you’re like hmmm pls don’t make me do this
but he hits you with Them Puppy Dog Eyes and you’re a goner
so you let him pull you close and hold you against his chest and rest his chin on the top of your head
you lift up on your toes so you can talk in his ear
“where’s your date?”
“dancing with her girlfriend”
“um. what”
“she’s not super duper out yet so i’m being her beard for the night. it was mainly to get her parents off her back”
“oh. huh”
“plus i missed you :(((( you disappeared”
your hands tighten in the fabric of his button up bc you’re like aw FUCK
you just shake your head and rest it back on his chest and close your eyes to enjoy it while you can
as much as you want to be convinced that things can go back to the way they were now
they cANNOT because you still love him and he still just thinks of you as a friend
maybe not even a best friend anymore :(
(again,, YOUR FAULT BITCH)
his GIANT warm hands slide across your waist to press you forward by the small of your back
at this point you are pressed together basically head to toe
and you can’t tell for sure but , you think he kissed the top of your head ???
maybe you were freakin hallucinating though since you’re losing oxygen fast due to his close proximity
the song ends and you slowly stop swaying and pull apart while everyone gets back to being wild
“can we.. go talk outside”
this sentence strikes FEAR in your heart but you take his proffered hand as he leads you outside
it’s cold as hell so you’re already wound up tight and wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm
he notices quickly and wraps his jacket around you before turning to face outward towards the road
it’s quiet other than the muffled music from inside and crickets and other night noises
he opens his mouth to say something but you just blurt out
“i like you!!!!”
and he whips around to face you and you just. keep talking
“it’s oKAY i know you don’t like me back like that and i would never be mad at you about that i didn’t distance myself from you bc of that!!!! i just had to because it was hurting me to be around you and see you be with other girls and i really wanted to move on so that we could get back to being best friends if you even wanted that i just !!! IT JUST HAPPENED OKAy i’m sO SORRY AND I ComPLetely understand if you never want to speak to me again”
and he’s just staring at you and panting
why is he out of breath he’s just been standing there
you’re getting super duper nervous because he hasn’t said aNYTHING and it’s been at least a minute
and then he just goes
“you… like .. me ???”
and you’re like ugh YES you dumbass have you even met yourself you’re so cute and sweet and such a goofy boy and you’re way too nice to me and also HOT so like. you were asking for it
and he immediately swings you into his arms and gives you a big sloppy kiss on the cheek and buries his face in your shoulder and squeals
this man. SQUEALS
and you giggle because it’s tickling your neck hey stop that
and he’s laughing that loud ass cackle of his so you’re laughing too i mean have y’all heard that shit
GOOFY AS HELL
also he’s hugging you almost just like he used to with your feet dangling off the ground
and he pulls back to set you down but then
HE GRABS YOUR FACE
AND KISSES YOU ??!/&8:$:$:92&
b i t c h
he’s so gentle and is patient when you kind of freeze at first, pulling away and pressing his lips very gently to the corner of your mouth before going Back In
and even though he’s given you NO EXPLANATION FOR THIS you kiss him back because this may be a one time only opportunity and you will NOT be wasting it
he goes very slow and sweet and right before he pulls away he presses a cute lil smooch to your bottom lip and presses his forehead against yours
“what was that for?”
“oh yeah, i forgot to tell you!! i’m in love with you”
“oh hEY me too ??!!?!&/&”
and you’re both pressed together and giggling
“hey, you wanna ditch and go get some ice cream”
“absolutely”
so he lets his date know and you text jeno
(you: bIIIIIIIITTCHHHH jeno: I KNEW IT)
and you’re off
he holds your hand the whole way there and when he parks he spRINTs around the car so he can open it for you
you each get an ice cream cone and sit next to each other at a picnic table and just talk and catch up with each other since you haven’t been talkin :/
one of your hands is laced with his and your head is leaned on his shoulder and he’s like hEY watch it this is my favorite shirt
and he flexes his arm with your head on it and you’re like god dAMN that’s a bicep
and he’s like ayy lmao arent u glad ur dating a greek demi god 🤪🤪
and you smack HIM
“i cant believe you just declared us as dating in the same sentence as calling yourself a greek demigod”
“are we ,,,, not dating”
“i mean personally, i haven’t gotten asked on a date yet. hmmmm, have you? :-)”
and he sighs dramatically before wrapping an arm around your waist and leaving a somewhat sticky kiss on your temple from the ice cream
he leans down to your ear
“hey so there’s this girl and her name is y/n and she’s so beautiful and funny and i love her so much do you think she would go on a date with me ? :3”
“hmmm well i guess so,,, she could give you a chance…..”
you hold a straight face for less than 5 seconds before you get all blushy and smiley and he squeals at you
......again
and grabs your face with his hands since he literally dEVOURED that ice cream cone
he presses a kiss to the tip of your nose and then to your lips and says against them,
“please~”
another kiss
“for me?~”
another
“cmon~”
and he goes in for another but you’re like oKAY okay i’ll date you you giant pain in my ass
and he’s like :-(((((((
(DONT BE MEAN TO THE BABY BOY)
and you’re like aw i’m sorry you’re MY giant pain in the butt
he seems pretty satisfied with that and after you finish your ice cream cone he is already at the door waiting with the door open
“if you dARE say m’lady i will walk home”
“of course ,,,,,,,,, m’lady”
“alrIGHT THATS IT”
he grabs your hand and pulls you back toward him to keep you from leaving and presses a kiss to your forehead and ruffles your hair a little
before he kindly and gently shoves you into the car
he drives home with one hand on the wheel while you mess with the fingers of his other hand because wow
that shit is amazing he’s got some big ole beautiful hands
when you arrive he walks you to your door and
this mf presses you against it and presses an absolutely SINFUL kiss onto your lips before turning around and heading back to his car
“bye, baby!! i’ll see u tmrw at school :-)))))”
and first of all: KKDKDNDKDJ
second: he called you baby it’s officially over for you bitch
you wave back blankly because what the hell just happened and then you go inside
you press yourself against the door after you close it behind you and press your hands into your warm cheeks
and woooo bOY what have you gotten yourself into
a supportive and caring boyfriend who LOVES YOU THATS WHAT !!!!!!!!
okay goodbye i really love wong yukhei xuxi lucas whatever the fuck his name is
#huehueheuhuehe#sorry its been a few days I was super busy#I love u ALL#Lucas#wong yukhei#lucas scenarios#lucas fluff#yukhei scenarios#yukhei fluff#nct scenarios#nct scenario#nct fluff#nct u#nct 2018#nct u scenarios#nct 2018 scenarios
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Fly Me to the Moon :: Ch 1
Genre: Pure fluff crack
Word Count: 2,510
Pair: Yoongi x Jimin
Collaborated with @tayvengeance
Chapter: 1
"CHEER UP THIS SAD, EMO BOY!"
02-222-3333
Jimin stared at the note on the bathroom wall for a solid 5 minutes before he pulled out his phone and typed in the number.
authors note: we do not own any of the pictures, for better formatting so it’s more comfortable to read, check it out on AO3! AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14944508/chapters/34626863 Twitters: Tae’s Sujin’s <3 - Tae & sujin
Chat with Mochi_Moves
2015.11.15
14:00
Mochi_Moves:
Will this make you feel happier?
SUGA:
What the fuck
Who is this?
Mochi_Moves:
That doesn’t matter. Did the picture make you laugh? c:
SUGA:
No what the fuck
I think you have the wrong #
Mochi_Moves:
Aw :c
No, I just found this number and wanted to make you a happy emo boy!
SUGA:
Wait, who are you
How do you know I’m emo
Also it’s not emo
It’s grunge
Fuck you
Mochi_Moves:
But..I’m not supposed to tell strangers my name :c
Just call me Mochi
I’ll be your anonymous friend c:
Why are you a sad grunge boy?
SUGA:
Life is a bitch
That’s why.
Mochi_Moves:
Ohmygod, this poor soul
Who hurt you??????
SUGA:
Like i’m gonna tell a stranger my life story
Mochi_Moves:
But didn’t you know?
It’s easier to tell strangers
Come on c: c: c:
SUGA:
Add another smile to that and I just might strangle you
I’m kidding
But not really
Mochi_Moves:
:c
SUGA:
Now that’s a relatable emotion
Mochi_Moves:
Okay alright
I won’t pressure you
You can tell me tomorrow c:
Instead tell me something happy about yourself!
c:
SUGA:
I have mint hair.
I guess that’s happy?
Idk
Coloured hair makes me happier
Mochi_Moves:
Mint???? Wow!
I’ve never seen anyone with mint hair
That must look so cool *.*
SEND ME A PICTURE
SUGA:
No, what if you’re a predator
I’ve watched Catfish
I know how this shit goes
Mochi_Moves:
But I’m not! Just the hair
Pleeeaaassseee?
c:
SUGA:
Only if you tell me who you are
Mochi_Moves:
How do I know you’re not a predator either?
Maybe you’re the bathroom janitor for all I know
SUGA:
YOU’RE THE ONE WHO KNEW I WAS AN
EMO BOY
YOU MESSAGED ME FIRST
Mochi_Moves:
I just found it in the bathroom and wanted to
cheer up a sad grunge emo boy
SUGA:
Goddammit Hoseok.
He fucking put my number on the
stall wall again, didn’t he
I’m gonna fight him
Last time he did this, I got calls
nonstop
Mochi_Moves:
Hoseok?
JUNG HOSEOK??????
SUGA:
for a week.
Holy shit.
You know my arch nemesis?
Mochi_Moves:
Yeah! I dance with him!
He’s a great friend
Annoying sometimes…
BUt wonderful c:
SUGA:
Holy shit
You’re that Jimin kid he always
talks about
The revered dancer
“God, Yoongi you should see him. The way he moves his body is
the closest humans will get to magic.”
Mochi_Moves:
He really said something like that?? Wow, he’s really pushing it
Hah..
But you exposed yourself,
Nice to meet you Min Yoongi c:
SUGA:
That’s Yoongi HYUNG to you
Well, since I know you’re not going to prey on my gay ass
Mochi_Moves:
Ah, well
Two gay boys can be friends
c:
So don’t worry
I won’t be a gay predator
SUGA:
Fellas,
Is it gay to have gay friends
Mochi_Moves:
Let’s try it and see if it’ll answer your question!
c:
SUGA:
Well, I showed my face.
Your turn, punk.
Mochi_Moves:
I’m not a punk :c
According to Hoseok
I’m a soft mochi
SUGA:
Is that that Taehyung kid
He’s in my art class
I swear to GOD
Loudass motherfucker
But I guess he makes me laugh
Mochi_Moves:
BITCHDV
WATCH WOT U SAY BOU
M E
I KNOW WHE REY
YOU SIT
SUGA:
Holy shit he’s been reading over
your shoulder?
Hey kid, you’re wild. I admire it.
Especially when you got the fire alarm to go off
in the middle of free painting the other day.
Idk how you did it. You didn’t even leave your
seat.
Mochi_Moves:
I hav my ways ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Next time i jasdskjf
Sdfgk
Sorry! Taehyung took my phone
When I left the room
But yes it’s the one and only
We’re roommates
c:
SUGA:
I see. So no hanging at your place.
Haha
I’m just kidding
Not really
But yeah
Mochi_Moves:
Oh, so you do want to
come over sometime then?
Is that what you’re saying?
c: c: c:
SUGA:
I thought we had bonded over being
Hobi’s friend
I thought WE were gay pals
Without it being gay
Mochi_Moves:
Ah, you’re right!
I thought maybe
You already went onto the next base
Im so glad it didn’t turn out like that
My best gay pal c:
Second to Taehyung of course
SUGA:
I mean, you are a handsome fella
But
I don’t uh, date, really.
Mochi_Moves:
Ahhhh, does your love life
have to do with you being a sad emo grunge boy?
A tragic backstory?
SUGA:
A tale for another time.
(like far beyond this time)
Hahaha
Mochi_Moves:
So like
tomorrow?
SUGA:
Someone’s persistent
Why do you wanna know so bad?
Gonna try to fix the depressed grunge boy?
Mochi_Moves:
You’re just an interesting person
Min yoongi
I’ll figure you out c:
SUGA:
That’s hyung to you, brat.
Chat with Mochi_Moves
2015.11.16
02:30
Mochi_Moves:
Did this cheer you up?
c:
He had too much soju last night
SUGA:
You all drank without me
What the fuck
Mochi_Moves:
I’m sorry :c
I’ll invite you next time!
It was a night out for the dance team
But it can just be us the next time
And I’ll bring taehyung
And hoseok
c:
You don’t want to be around the dance team
When they’re drunk
Trust me
SUGA:
I’ll take your word for it.
Mochi_Moves:
But did it cheer you up????
SUGA:
How can I not laugh at his dumb face
Mochi_Moves:
Just don’t tell him
He’ll make me do push ups for days
if he finds out I have this
considering he blacked out
and doesn't remember a thing
heh
SUGA:
I told him you found my number yesterday
He screamed
Then he sent me this:
And asked how gay I was for you
Mochi_Moves:
DELETE THIS NOW
!!!!
SUGA:
No. it brings me joy.
Mochi_Moves:
Yoongi
Whyy
:c
SUGA:
Hey, haven’t you been trying to make me
happy?
It worked.
Mochi_Moves:
That’s true..
My pain is your happiness
c’:
SUGA:
But I told him I wasn’t gay for you
AND THEN
He sent me this:
And said “how about now?”
I just need to know, what was the
occasion?
Mochi_Moves:
Why does hyung still have this
I swear
I’m going to go talk to this..
Brb
He’s in the other room
c:
SUGA:
Tell him I said thank you for our new
Kakao chat background pic
Mochi_Moves:
YOU DIDNT
MIN YOONGI
TELL ME YOU
DIDNT
SUGA:
Mochi_Moves:
That’s..heh
I don’t know what to say to that
Asdfhjkl
That was a performance I did a few years back
For a dance competition
Hoseok hyung begged
I didn’t want to
But i did anyway, it’s hyung
I can’t say no to him
I retired the exposed chest look
So don’t expect another one
C:
Ever
SUGA:
Not to sound gay or anything
But
You have a nice body.
Good job.
Mochi_Moves:
What about you Mint Yoongi?
What do you do?
SUGA:
Write/compose/play music
A lil art here n there
I’m skilled on the piano.
And I have some beats on soundcloud
Mochi_Moves:
Wow! I love a good artist c:
Have you released anything to music companies??
SUGA:
Uh...
Kinda?
Mochi_Moves:
You must be famous! Can I hear some of your work??
SUGA:
I’m about as famous as you.
https://soundcloud.com/bangtan/agustd103
There you go, I guess.
Mochi_Moves:
It sounds amazing!
You’re so talented
One day you could compose a song
For one of my shows???
How cool would that be?!
SUGA:
Woah, take me to dinner first
Mochi_Moves:
So are you asking for a date??
Mint Yoongi
We haven’t even met formally yet…
So fast..
SUGA:
You were the one talking about intimacies
Composing a song for someone is as
intimate as fucking them.
Mochi_Moves:
Alright alright
Just gay best pals
Who’ve never met
c:
SUGA:
Well are you insinuating that we should get up
get out and go meet somewhere?
Mochi_Moves:
That would be a good start
Besides
Hoseoks been wanting me to meet you for forever now
I just never had the time
Let’s do it for the sake of this poor hyung
SUGA:
It’s a monday morning.
I don’t have class.
We’re getting coffee.
Also
Why is Hobi hyung but you REFUSE TO
CALL ME HYUNG
Mochi_Moves:
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Meet me at the campus cafe at 10?
SUGA:
Yeah. Sounds good.
Chat With Mochi_Moves
2015.11.25
13:00
SUGA:
Hey
Heyyy
Heyyyyyyy
Jimin
Ji
Min
Mochi_Moves:
Mint Yoongi?
Hi!
What
What is it?
SUGA:
Did I leave my composition notebook
at your place? I can’t find it
And I’m honestly freaking out
I’m gonna have a panic attack
All my songs are in there
And some stuff I don’t want people
poking around in
Mochi_Moves:
Give me just a second, I’m walking back to my room
I’m almost there
SUGA:
Fuckkkkk
Okay
It’s okay
Mochi_Moves:
Oh goodness
Uh
I found it!
I caught Taehyung holding it, but I don’t think he read anything
I’ve never lurched at him so quickly
Do you want me to drop it off?
c:
SUGA:
Yes <3
Ew
That heart was so entirely
A you thing
Mochi_Moves:
Aw c:
You’re sending hearts now
SUGA:
Did it make yours go bangya bangya
Mochi_Moves:
Just a little
c:
SUGA:
That’s fucking gay wow
Mochi_Moves:
I’ll safely return your notebook now!
I’ll guard it with my life
And I won’t read anything
I promise
<3
SUGA:
Jimin
You’re a true hero
I might end up composing that song for
you if you don’t watch out.
Mochi_Moves:
You want to go to the next base already?
wow
I’m impressed
SUGA:
Don’t get your hopes up, sweetie
My emotional capacity is that of a
teaspoon.
Mochi_Moves:
If you triple the recipe, you’ll get a tablespoon
I just gotta triple my love
And your emotional capacity will go up
c:
SUGA:
Which girl group sang that
Bc that’s what you sound like
It’s pretty gay.
Mochi_Moves:
I live with a gay roommate,
I learn a lot of gay things from him
Now open up Mint Yoongi
I’m outside
SUGA:
I would yell @ you for not calling me hyung
But i want my damn notebook.
I’m coming.
Chat With Mochi_Moves
2015.11.27
02:50
Mochi_Moves:
Mint Yoondi
Min
T
Yonff
Ccd:
SUGA:
Wha
Are you drunk?
Mochi_Moves:
Yeff
Yessd
So muffh soju
Whaff aru yo u ding
SUGA:
Where are you?
Are you safe?
Mochi_Moves:
I jusf go t home
Tae t ae passef out
I wasa bored
And mussed u
SUGA:
You saw me like 7 hours ago
Mochi_Moves:
Oghmygo
Ohmydo
That wascd so lo ng ago
::(
SUGA:
Jimin
You should drink water and go to sleep
Please
For your health
Mochi_Moves:
Im
Im nof tierd
Ill dinrk wahter though
Aru you still u p wrintinh musi
C
???/
SUGA:
As usual.
Mochi_Moves:
WHAt isi it about this tim e/?
SUGA:
My first love.
Mochi_Moves:
Fird love?
I neve r heARd anything abo ut your love life
Didi somethin rly happen to make u
An emo grunge bo y?
Can you ttell me about it??
SUGA:
Not when you’re drunk.
Ask me when you’re sober.
Mochi_Moves:
Ehehhehfdhe
You sitll won t share about yourself :c
I thoght we were best gay pals
I thoufht we got close enough to talk abuot these kind
Of things
SUGA:
Your hangover is gonna be nasty.
How about
I come over in the morning, bring some fire ramen
And tell you about me.
I just don’t want you to forget the conversation.
Mochi_Moves:
Wooooooooooow
minT yoon gi
The sweetest man
Fire ranen sounds
fantatiiiiiiifc
SUGA:
You bet your ass I’m the sweetest man
I’ll fuck up anyone who says otherwise.
Mochi_Moves:
Sweet as suga r
c:
SUGA:
Damn right i am
Mochi_Moves:
<3/
Chat With The.V.Zone
2015.11.29
15:00
The.V.Zone:
Lstn Yoongz
I saw your notebook
SUGA:
I figured you weren’t above snooping in my shit
Trying to figure me out
Or whatever.
The.V.Zone:
I was nvr a fan of you in the first place
Ill b honest
SUGA:
Understandable.
I used to find you unbearably obnoxious
The.V.Zone
I don’’t kno what my Chim has goin on in his head
But he’s all ovr u these days
And im gttn weird vibes
I dnt feel comfortable with this situation
Bck off a little
Chim is a sensitive soul
I don’t want any1 hurting him
SUGA:
Just curious, but what did you read
The.V.Zone
Smthn abt ur first love
SUGA:
Ah.
That’s uh,
I wrote that about my piano
The.V.Zone
Wut.
SUGA:
Look, my family situation was kinda
Eh
It wasn’t great
So I played piano and wrote music
And well
I fell in love with it.
I think it’s the only thing I’ve ever loved.
The.V.Zone:
…
weLL WHY DIDNT U JUST SAY SO
LOOK @ U
A SOFT EMO BOY FALLIN IN LUV
WITH A
PIANo
Wow u r so gay
SUGA:
My name is literally sugar, why are you all
so surprised to find out i’m nice?
The.V.Zone:
U always look rly grumpy
Like ur ready 2 kill someone
I dnt want my Chim around a murderer
SUGA:
It’s call resting bitch face and I’m sorry it
bothers you.
Jimin is a dear friend to me. I would never
do anything to hurt him.
The.V.Zone:
Well
If u say so
THEN BY ALL MEANS FEEL FREE 2 CUM OVR ANYTIME
But im not kiddin bout backing off
Chims mine
Furever
SUGA:
Wait, are you harbouring romantic
feelings for Jimin?
The.V.Zone:
Am i
Am i harborinfdsf
LMMAAAAAAAAOO
Ohmyg o d
Hyung
Ur so funny
Im crying
Oh dear god no
Im happily taken
But ty for ur concern
SUGA:
See, we don’t talk so I don’t know these
things about you.
Don’t worry
You still and will forever remain Jimin’s #1
The.V.Zone:
Good
But wait
What abt u
R u harboring feelings for my Chim??
SUGA:
…
I liked it better when we weren’t talking
The.V.Zone
Oh
O h
OH
I liked it better when we weren’t talking too.
BUT 2 LATE 4 THAT
SPILL THE JUICES
I WONT TELL I PROMISE
SUGA:
Every single fiber of my being tells me that
that is a lie
The.V.Zone:
:)
U dont kno me
SUGA:
Yeah that’s the problem
The.V.Zone:
Okay
Rmbr Jimin’s recent performance?
U 2 sick with the flu
And cldnt go
SUGA:
:/ I still feel bad about that.
He was so excited for me to watch.
The.V.Zone
Well
I hve pics
V good pics
If u tell me ill send them 2 u
U wont regret
:) :)
SUGA:
You know, I might have misjudged you, Kim Taehyung.
I apologize for that.
The.V.Zone:
U r forgiven
SUGA:
Well. I haven’t told anyone this
but
I have
emotions
regarding a certain person
named
Park Jimin.
The.V.Zone:
*sigh*
Some1 in luv
With my Chim
SUGA:
You throw the word “love” out so easily
I’ve only known him personally for like 2 weeks
The.V.Zone:
Gr8 point
Thats why ur perfct 4 him
An intellectual
I’ll deliver what i promised
Cherish these with ur lyfe
Regrettin that flu yet?
SUGA:
Holy shit
I’m gay
#fly me to the moon#collab#fic#au#yoonmin#fluff#fluffy crack#jimin#yoongi#bts#bts imagine#bts scenarios#bts fanfic#bangtan boys#bangtan fanfic#bangtan sonyeondan#bts au#yoonmin au#personal
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Ok! fellas concept time
so it’s this show and it’s about personifications and these are personifications of subcultures/countercultures like Punk,Goth,Emo,Hippie,Metal,Indie,Grunge etc.
here are the two characters I have so far...
Name: Angel
A personification of: Punk
Gender: Genderfluid
Biologically: male
Age:54
Ethnicity: Peruvian
Likes: Music, Singing, Eating, Drinking, Performing, Drawing, Flirting, Poetry, Activism,Comedy sitcoms,horror-themed video games, Drag Kings and Queens, partying, joking around, Protests, recycling, Travelling & donating
Dislikes:Fascism,Conservatives/Republicans,Mental Health problems,Bad Weather,Homophobia,transphobia,Racism,sexism,drama,poverty,death,Natural disasters and Nazi’s
Bio: Angel grew up in poverty with parents, cousins and grandparents, a few years later he moved with his parents to New York, America and in-between business trips he’d live in London, England, he was a shy boy at first but he’d eventually learn how to stand for himself not just to protect himself but to protect others,he studied but also knew how to start a party,in the mid 80s he learned about Drag culture and the LGBT community
He’d visit gay clubs often and would sometimes perform there, he would also watch plays, musicals and light entertainment, Angel holds a dual US/UK citizenship, however, Angel still occasionally visits Peru to see his family. Angel works in the Arts, he’s managed plays, he’s performed and he’s done art commissions for small businesses
His best mates are Goth and Emo they are like siblings to him, he met Emo in New York and Goth at a pub in London.
Name: Emmeline
Nicknames:Grimoire/Draconia
A personification of: Goth
Gender:Non Binary
Biologically: Female
Age:41
Ethnicity: German-English
Likes: Music, Singing,Reading,Cooking,Performing,Smoking, Art, History,Home Decorating,retro TV Shows,Seasides,Anime,Pub Quizzes,marathon runs,volunteering,Memes,Travelling and Animals
Dislikes:Fascism,Conservatives/Republicans,Mental Health problems,Pop Punk,”Beauty Gurus”,Incels,Elitism,Rumours and Cultural Appropriation
Homophobia,transphobia,Racism,sexism,drama,poverty,death,Natural disasters and Nazi’s
Bio: Emmeline grew up in a foster home, Emmeline got good grades but was frequently bullied and harassed, Emmeline would smoke and sometimes use fake id’s to get into pubs, Emmeline eventually met Angel and later Emo and they’ve been best pals ever since
Emmeline works with Art, Photography and advertising
Emmeline is at times quite cynical and pessimistic sometimes but will be nice and understanding to animals and children, Emmeline is shy at first but once you get to know her she’s quite cheerful and she will not put up with any nonsense.
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For RaeRae
This is for @antivanonmytongue as the start of a cheer-up-emo project, as it were.
Title: Bourbon
Author: Thalia
Rating: PG/PG13
'Ship: R/J for RaeRae!
Notes: This is dedicated to our RaeRae because we love her and she is going through hell. Stay strong, lovey! There may or may not be a homage to living in a bar...
As for the fic itself, it does not belong to any ficverse I have. Also, there is a town called Brave, Pennsylvania. However, there is probably not a bar called Hope's Landing in said town. I don't know, have never been there XD!
Thanks much to @antivanruffles for the help with plotting and stuff!!
*-*
It's a slow Sunday on a windy autumn day at Hope's Landing, and so when she walks into the place, looking a bit lost and forlorn underneath the bravado of a stubborn chin and a cherry-red designer trench coat and perfectly applied makeup, she stands out like a flame in the darkness. A dive bar in the tiny town of Brave, Pennsylvania, is definitely not the natural milieu for a young woman such as her, and Jesse Wilson pauses in between polishing a stack of rocks glasses and stares, just for a minute.
She walks in slowly, taking in the scratched and faded green baize of the pool tables in the back, the jukebox in the corner, the dark wood of the bar scarred and grooved from countless glasses rolling towards countless hands. Hair the glossy black of fresh ink spills down her back straight as rain. Manicured red nails clutch a buttery oversized leather handbag with a white-knuckled grip. The black stiletto heels she wears click on the worn floorboards, the sound over-loud in the bar's quiet. She selects a stool at the very far end of the bar and perches on it, and Jesse makes his way over with a faintly curious smile.
“What can I get for you?”
At a closer distance, her eyes are fabulous, a dark blue-violet like a twilight sky. “Maker's Mark, neat.”
He asks for ID, and she pulls out a New York license. The address is uptown Manhattan. “Raeanne Haley. Nice to meet you. My name is Jesse Wilson.”
Her hand is small and delicate and warm, almost swallowed by his, but she nods in thanks when he places the drink in front of her.
“You're far from home.”
“It's about a three hour drive,” she replies, and there's a veiled hint of escape written all over her features. Jesse, to whom Hope's Landing has been home for almost as long as he can remember, is good at getting a read on people, but Raeanne Haley is a very complex book open only a crack and written in very small letters that can't be deciphered at a glance. He's patient, though, and leaves her to her bourbon and thoughts.
The door to the bar opens to reveal a familiar diminutive figure. Earl Flynn is spry for his eighty-plus years, and moves to the bar only after he makes the rounds with all the regulars. He'd once upon a time fought alongside Jesse's grandfather in World War II, part of the same squadron, and he still wears his tags even now, over an ancient Steelers shirt. He accepts a beer from Jesse with a gracious smile and sidles over to the mysterious Raeanne Haley.
“What's a nice girl like you doing at a dump like this, then?” The question would have been rude on a lot of levels coming from anyone else than Earl, but the girl Raeanne does not seem offended, and returns his smile with a tentative one of her own.
“Resting, for the moment.”
“Well, this place on a Sunday surely is restful,” Earl tells her, even as he lifts his beer in a toast. “Now, it's almost too quiet. Not like a Friday or Saturday night, though. But our Jesse can deal with the riff-raff, so don't you worry.”
Raeanne nods and slowly sips her whiskey, and Earl keeps up a steady stream of conversation about the football game playing on the television screen, the prospect of taking his grandkids trick-or-treating on Halloween, coming up later that month, and how long the fine weather would last before it would take a turn for the worse.
“... And we should have some music in here, shouldn't we?” Earl stands and makes his way to the jukebox. “None of these crotchety fellas know how to entertain a lady. Not used to having one hereabouts.” With a wink which must have been rakish once upon a time and still full of charm, he grins at Raeanne, then feeds coins into the machine. Even as low guitar notes come on, Earl calls out for Jesse quite a bit louder than the music.
“Jesse, why don't you have a dance floor in here? Maybe we can get some more customers that way. Especially pretty ladies like her. What do you think?”
The song that Earl selected is 'Lady in Red' by Chris DeBurgh, and the old man couldn't have been more obvious if he tried. Jesse glances at Raeanne Haley in her red trench coat, and smiles wryly. “I don't think that pretty ladies like places such as these, for the most part.”
“Well, you could always change her mind. Come on, come on,” Earl is not to be deterred once he is dedicated to a set path, and apparently his mind is made up. “There's nobody here to bother you. Walter and Frank and Barry don't need anything, and neither do I. You should dance with the girl.”
Jesse glances at Raeanne, who has set down her half-finished whiskey, and even as she stands, he comes out from behind the bar. “He's harmless,” he finds himself telling her, even as she lays her hand in his, impulsiveness warring with what seems to be innate aloofness on her beautiful face. “You don’t have to. But I hope you don't mind.”
She doesn’t seem to, and when he puts his other hand on her waist and pulls her in just a little bit closer, the top of her head reaches his lips. He only has to bend his head a little bit to whisper so that no one else can hear them.
“What brings you here to Brave, Pennsylvania?”
“Oh, just… stopping for a bit,” she answers softly. Her lips curve up in a tremulous smile as those amethyst eyes meet his blue ones. “I’m on an impromptu road trip. My best friend from college lives out in LA. I could just fly, of course, but I hate both LaGuardia and JFK, and… this way I can take my time.” Maybe the whiskey has relaxed her a little, or maybe it was Earl’s somewhat one-sided conversation. “I paid a cabbie a good amount of cash to just drive… drive until I told him to stop. And here I am.”
“You told him to stop here?” Earl, the sly bastard, has another slow song playing even as the first one draws to a close. But Raeanne doesn’t seem to mind, or notice. She’s soft in his arms and smells faintly like expensive perfume.
“I liked the name. Hope’s Landing.” She ducks her head and her hair brushes his jaw. “That sounds silly, doesn’t it?”
“This was my grandfather’s bar, back in the day,” Jesse tells her to the background music of Elvis crooning ‘Love Me Tender’. “Hope was his mother’s name. He named it after her because she was not really a showy type of woman. Homey, I guess. Sort of like he wanted this place to be.” Jesse smiles wryly as their eyes meet. “This is definitely not a showy type of bar, I’ll say that much. Nothing like New York City.”
“New York is overrated,” Raeanne huffs out a breath. “I’m escaping, if we’re being completely honest. Mina’s okay with putting me up indefinitely in LA; I’ll probably have my stuff shipped there soon. I just needed a change.”
Jesse wonders for a second if Mina in LA is Mina Averill, the rising supermodel and actress, then dismisses the notion as preposterous. “Well, you are well and truly not in New York City any more, Dorothy,” he says gently. “I’m not quite sure what the exact population of this town is, but I’m also quite sure that the population of Manhattan itself is greater.”
“Yeah, and when everyone you know is either a lawyer or a politician or a Wall Street exec or some horrible combination of the three…” Raeanne wrinkles her nose, then shakes her head as Elvis finishes and Sinatra takes his place. “I usually stick to wine. I’m not this chatty as a rule.”
“Maybe you just needed to talk,” Jesse says, and then pulls back enough to look her in the eye. “But if you don’t want to drink on an empty stomach, I could probably make you a sandwich or something.”
“Yes, you go do that, Jesse,” Earl chimes in, as though sensing that the dancing has come to a close, and winks again at Raeanne. “Our Jesse is a good boy. His grandfather and I were friends since we were young. Charlie might have passed five years ago, God rest his soul, but he made sure that our Jesse was raised right.”
Jesse leaves the old man to extol his virtues and takes the stairs in the back of the bar up to the apartment on the second floor. Hope’s Landing doesn’t boast a kitchen or serve food beyond beer nuts and pretzels, but he lives right above it, and while turkey and swiss on rye is probably not typical fare for one such as Raeanne Haley, he returns with the sandwich shortly.
“Thank you.” She accepts it, seeming to know that it’s the exception rather than the rule, and gives him a real smile before tucking in. She’s dainty in that ladylike way while eating, but doesn’t seem to care about crumbs or the fact that she’s only got beverage napkins to wipe her mouth and hands.
The night draws on; more regulars mosey on in, including a pair of ancient, tattooed bikers who offer to teach Raeanne how to play pool. She declines, graciously, but seems to have relaxed as the time draws on. In any case, she watches the game with interest, and when the shorter, skinnier biker wins, claps politely amidst the raucous cheers of the rest of them. She’s still there, unaccountably, her whiskey long-gone and her plate empty, when the clock strikes midnight and the lights come on.
“We close early on Sundays,” Jesse tells her as he finishes cashing out. Under the bright lights, she’s even lovelier, with pale skin and flawless cheekbones. She pays for her drink with a black American Express and signs the slip with flowing, finishing-school script. He doesn’t charge her for the sandwich, but even after the last stragglers make their way towards the door, she remains seated, and he cocks his head to the side. “Do you… do you have a place to stay for the night?”
She shrugs, pulls out a cell phone. “I could Uber it to the closest hotel, I guess. I’m sorry. I was having fun.”
And all of the sudden he feels like he’s on the precipice of something-- something a lot bigger and more important than small talk with a pretty stranger on a random Sunday night. He swallows the surge of nerves and clears his throat. “Well, and please don’t take this in a creepy way, but… you could crash here if you want. I live upstairs. There’s a spare room.”
She stares at him for a moment without speaking, so he hurries on. “You don’t have to, of course. I’m not sure if Uber is available out here, to be honest with you. But if you’d like, I could probably also give you a ride somewhere if you have a place in mind.”
And then she smiles. “You sure I could just crash upstairs? You barely know me.”
“Yeah, and you barely know me. But… yeah, I’m sure. I don’t mind. I just have one question.”
“Mm-hmm?”
“Do you like cats?”
*~*
Jesse’s apartment is accessible through the back of the bar, up a flight of stairs, and it is a tidy, open-plan space with two bedrooms, one of which seems to be used as an office with a futon. A small-ish tabby cat darts out from under the coffee table and heads straight for Raeanne’s legs, winding circles around her ankles and staring up with wide, green-and-gold eyes.
“That’s Jim Beam, or JB for short,” Jesse tells Raeanne with a chuckle even as she stoops down to pet the cat. “He’s usually not this friendly. I found him a few months ago as a kitten, hiding out the rain under an empty Jim Beam carton out by the dumpster, hence his name.” Jim Beam apparently finds Raeanne to his liking, because in very short order, he is butting his head against her hand and purring. Raeanne takes a seat on the sofa and the cat hops into her lap, curling up in a ball and blinking slowly in an attitude of contentment, and Jesse grins at her. “He likes you. Anyway, do you need anything? Water? A tour? A t-shirt to sleep in? All of the above?”
She finds herself agreeing to ‘all of the above’, and smiles to herself when she sees the bread bag on the kitchen counter, left untied from when he’d made her that sandwich. Jesse pulls out the futon in the office, but insists that she takes his room instead, fetching fresh sheets and pillows out of a small linen closet and a plain white t-shirt out of the dresser drawer. Jim Beam follows Raeanne into every room, then hops onto the easy chair in Jesse’s bedroom, curling his tail around his feet.
“Shower’s through that door down the hall. And you can probably kick that cat out of that chair to put your stuff,” Jesse says as he efficiently changes the bed-linens. Raeanne exchanges a glance with Jim Beam, and sets her handbag on the bureau instead. She walks up to Jesse just as he finishes straightening up the sheets.
“You don’t have to do any of this for me, you know.”
“Yeah, I know,” he says with a smile. “But, I also know not to subject a lady to a futon.”
That’s not at all what she’s referring to and she’s sure he knows it, but something in his dark blue gaze causes her to acquiesce. She stands on tiptoe, and the jaw that comes in contact with her lips is warm and scratchy with stubble.
“Well, thanks. And good night.”
He lays his hand on her shoulder for a moment, nods, and quietly walks out. Raeanne quickly gets ready for bed and curls up underneath the blankets. The sheets smell like him-- plain soap and detergent, no overpriced cologne, and the pillows are soft. This was not quite what she’d planned when she left New York, but… a smile crosses her face and she stares up at the ceiling and says nothing.
Halfway through the night, Raeanne wakes up briefly to Jim Beam hopping on the bed and curling up on the pillow next to hers. She sleepily runs her fingers over the cat’s soft fur, and lets the purring lull her back to the best sleep she’s had in months.
*~*
Raeanne wakes the next morning to the smells of coffee and bacon and the sound of Ruby Tuesday by the Rolling Stones playing faintly on the radio. Jim Beam meows at her from by the bedroom door, and she follows the cat to the kitchen, padding in barefooted and still wearing the borrowed t-shirt. Jesse’s back is turned towards her as he flips a piece of bacon in the skillet, but he turns with a smile before she even says a word.
“How do you take your coffee?”
“Black,” she replies, and at his gesture, helps herself. Within a few moments, they’re seated across from each other at the cheap dinette set and eating scrambled eggs and bacon as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Jim Beam cannily positions himself at the optimal spot to beg from both of them, and Raeanne is sure that between herself and Jesse, the cat gets away with a good two slices of bacon. Raeanne eats her fill and watches Jesse from underneath her lashes. His hair shines golden in the sunlight streaming through the kitchen window, and when he smiles, he has a single dimple in his left cheek. She, on the other hand, looks vastly different wearing no makeup and his t-shirt than her norm, and yet, he doesn’t seem to notice.
“Want me to do the dishes?” She gathers her plate and mug and walks over towards the kitchen sink. Certainly it is not a task that she has ever needed to tackle. But even-- or perhaps especially-- a Manhattan socialite knows that something cannot come from nothing.
Jesse says nothing, but before she can reach for the sponge, gently takes both of her hands in his, and pulls her away. His fingers are callused and rough against her manicured ones, and he doesn’t let her go even when they’re a few feet away from the sink. She finds herself staring up at him in wonder and a little bit of consternation.
“Why are you being so nice to me?”
The smile warms his whole face, including his ocean blue eyes. “Because you need it.”
Raeanne’s next breath hitches in her throat, and she stares down at her bare feet for a moment because the kindness radiating from his whole being is warm and almost unbearable, like being a shade too close to a hearth fire. Her toenails match her fingernails exactly, and she takes a deep breath before glancing up again. “Why do you say that?”
“I just know.” A wry, slightly cheeky smile crosses his face. It’s not stubbly like last night, but he still smells like plain soap and detergent with a hint of coffee thrown in now. “You don’t owe me anything, Raeanne.”
Her name sounds smooth and low on his tongue, and when she frowns at what he says, he chuckles. “Well. I wouldn’t say no to another dance. But don’t tell Earl, or he’ll never let me hear the end of it.”
“I won’t,” she answers, and even as Queen’s ‘Someone To Love’ starts playing on the radio, she lets him draw her close. Without her heels, he sort of dwarfs her, and in this tiny, sun-lit kitchen, it’s even closer and more intimate than last night downstairs at the bar. But Raeanne lets her eyes fall closed as they sway infinitesimally to the rhythm, and her face fits perfectly into the crook of his neck. Underneath her lips, his pulse isn’t completely steady, and that gives her courage.
“Jesse?” Her voice is muffled against soft cotton and warm skin. “How long can I stay?”
The hand at her waist pulls her just a little closer, and his breath stirs tendrils of her hair. “How long do you want to stay?”
She draws back just enough to look up into his face, and lets herself wonder, only for a moment, why it seems so familiar-- why everything from the moment she’d stepped out of the cab until now seems like destiny knocking. But she still manages a quip. “Until Big Bill and Marty teach me how to shoot pool, maybe.”
“Mmm, and are you a quick study?”
She’s close enough to all but count individual eyelashes, close enough to taste that he drinks his coffee black, just like her, but leans in even closer. Suddenly, she knows that she’s not going to LA after all, though Mina would probably squeal over it later, much later, on the phone once she got through the army of assistants and minions. Raeanne smiles, and answers his question just before she lets her lips brush his as though coming home at last.
“Yeah.”
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The Story So Far return with Proper Dose, an aural prescription all the sick emo kids have needed for the last three years.
It's been three years since the last TSSF record dropped. So imagine I'm patiently waiting for today's release to come and the night before I get the promo. I know I say a lot of bands have gotten me through dark days. The most relevant dark period of my adult life was around 100 days long, I had these dudes on repeat that summer. It gave me hope and more reasons to stay around. I have not gone public about everything that summer and I guess now you can kinda figure it out. That summer I was battling going away for good. The beginning of those 100 days were miserable beyond description but a month into that era, negativity started to dissipate. I was unbelievably miserable but I was still finding ways to try and stay positive. The more I listened to their records and a few other bands that summer, the quicker I got away from the end. This didn’t save me from a shitty relationship or dumb friends, it saved me from me, the worst enemy I’ve ever had. Again, music to me is about introspection so when a band can make you look inside yourself and see what you need to fix, that is the goal for me as a listener. What music is literally going to make my life better? Apparently these dudes do the trick. It wasn't all just the music or the weed or the escape or knowing I had to do something other than give up. At the same time, I played them more in 2016 than any other artist. When my spotify end of the year lists came out they had every top 20 slot for songs, top 3 for albums, and the number one artist. I got obsessed and that drove me to catching up on lost time with a lot of things because their lyrics got me to open my mind to all the things I was pushing away. This isn’t fanboy shit, this is real. This band literally saved my life and when I could stand to see myself in the mirror again, I was going in a different direction than before. Forward.
Their discography as far as I'm concerned is a shining example of emotionally driven progressive pop punk music and with Proper Dose it seems like the fellas are getting out of their own 100 day darkness. Their songwriting continues to evolve with their age and their sound on this record just really makes me want to go back to California. By the time you get to "If I Fall" it's hard to hide the desire to walk East Bay streets with a doobie in hand and personal evolution on the horizon. They paint a hypothetical picture that reminds me that in my current state of life, I can be better. The record was written over a year’s time with guitarist Kevin Geyer and drummer Ryan Torf writing the songs from scratch, even using synthesizers as the pre-production tools of the songwriting process. Eventually those ideas and pre-production demos would be the backbone to the songs that make up Proper Dose. They were even quoted saying everyone in the band has gotten really into the Beatles and it played a part in their development of a higher level of creativity. "Line" is basically a fucking breakbeat song. Beautiful Sunday music for day drinking or smoking or both. This record is like TSSF saying... "Look, we wrote an acoustic song years ago. You always ask us to fucking play it. We're tired of it. Here's an entire record of songs that are better, and plenty are light enough for your emotions to get a hold of. Sorry hardcore kids this record isn't for the pit. Put it on and cuddle your life-mate." Obviously this is hypothetical but I'd like to think this is the emotional dropkick the mosh pit needed at their shows. They're growing up. Like most bands do. So of course the record isn't gonna be the finger pointing anthems you eleventeen year olds want. Please don't get me wrong, I love that side of this band. But this is a sure fire sign that they have evolved and are changing. Fucking absolutely beautiful record. I'm legitimately proud of the The Story So Far boys and the producers and engineers who helped create this next step in their career. I hope you all have a drink or a smoke in realization that you made a game changer of a record. I am only one person but I appreciate this record more than probably most people.
The kids who crowd kill and run across heads are already so fucking disappointed in this, and that makes me incredibly happy, because well, fuck them. Nothing says “I regret kicking a girl off stage” like changing your sound completely. I love this band but that had to be the catalyst for them to change shit on such a drastic level. Another assumption on my part, but it feels right.
This record is going to drastically change their live sets and the crowd participation. Sure there will still be plenty of older tunes to get down to, but you all have to know the shows are not gonna be as “finger-pointy” instead they will be more introspective. So instead of spin kicking a kid in the face you will think “Why do I want to spin kick someone?” Hopefully this record helps other people grow, as their older stuff helped me grow through the darkest time in my 30s. I highly suggest this album to anyone who is a fan of The Story So Far but also anyone who likes lighter pop punkers who used to be into windmills and picking up change. It’s okay, besides Mike Ness one of the toughest baddest mother fuckers out there said something a while ago that still sticks with me today… “Even tough guys fall in love.” Cheers fellas!
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Fly Me to the Moon :: Ch 2
Genre: Pure fluff crack
Word Count: 1,117
Pair: Yoongi x Jimin
Collaborated with @tayvengeance
Chapters: 1 2
“CHEER UP THIS SAD, EMO BOY!”
02-222-3333
Jimin stared at the note on the bathroom wall for a solid 5 minutes before he pulled out his phone and typed in the number.
authors note: we do not own any of the pictures, for better formatting so it’s more comfortable to read, check it out on AO3! AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14944508/chapters/34790039 Twitters: Tae’s Sujin’s <3 - Tae & sujin
Chat With Mochi_Moves
2015.12.13
01:00
Mochi_Moves:
Mint Yoongi
Are you still up??
SUGA:
Of course I am.
What’s up?
Mochi_Moves:
How are you doing?
I feel bad I haven’t spoken in a few days
Exams got in my way
And I’ve been at practice
SUGA:
It’s okay. I understand.
I haven’t actually left my producing office in like
3 days.
I took a shower yesterday, and answered the door
for my pizza, but that’s it.
Mochi_Moves:
3 days?!
Have you been getting any sleep?
Eating healthy??
You’re taking breaks right?
SUGA:
There’s a couch in here.
I’ve slept on it a few times.
And I got the veggie supreme ok.
Mochi_Moves:
A few times as in..
Sleeping for a consecutive amount of hours at a time?
Like
8 hours???
SUGA:
What is a R.E.M. cycle Jimin?
I don’t think I’ve ever had one
:o
Did you know scientists don’t know why
we sleep?
Mochi_Moves:
Wait they don’t?
I didn’t know that
SUGA:
Their best guess is ‘idk we just do’
Mochi_Moves:
Well
I mean
If you feel fine
Just don’t get sick again :c
It’s really cold too
Dress warm
And wear scarves if you ever leave your cave again
okay??
SUGA:
Jimin
Uh
Do you want to come over and eat this
pizza with me?
Mochi_Moves:
I’d love to
But I have to practice for a while
I’m only on a short break now
I can try to come tomorrow?
SUGA:
Yeah.
Hey,
Don’t wear yourself out.
I know you have to practice, but I also
want you to stay healthy and safe.
Mochi_Moves:
I will!
I only have a little bit of practice left and then I’ll get plenty of rest!
My shows only a few days away
It’s one of the hardest choreos I’ve learned yet
I’m nervous
But excited c:
SUGA:
I can’t wait to see you dance!
Mochi_Moves:
So Mint Yoongi
It’s almost Christmas!
c:
Are you going home for the holidays?
SUGA:
Ah, no. I don’t usually.
You know, family issues.
Mochi_Moves:
What
You’re going to be by yourself?
On Christmas????
SUGA:
No one to yell at me for being a screw-up gay
boy if I’m with myself on Christmas.
Mochi_Moves:
I thought I would be the only one here on Christmas!
My parents are visiting my brother for the holidays
He’s studying abroad
Let’s have Christmas together! c:
SUGA:
That sounds gay
.
.
.
I’m 100% down.
Mochi_Moves:
Gay pals celebrating Christmas together
I’m excited
Also
What do you want for Christmas
???????????
SUGA:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXQViqx6GMY
I’m just kidding.
kinda.
Mochi_Moves:
But you already got me
We’re celebrating Christmas together
c: c: c: c: c:
SUGA:
Wait, where’s Taehyung going to be?
Mochi_Moves:
He’ll be visiting his boyfriend’s family in Busan
So you don’t need to worry about him lurking
SUGA:
god bless.
Is it weird that I actually like the kid now
Mochi_Moves:
I was afraid you two hated each other at first!
But I think he talks about you more than I do now
It’s kind of annoying
He keeps saying he has a secret
but he won’t tell me
i thought we had something special :c
SUGA:
What do /you/ want
for christmas
Mochi_Moves:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXQViqx6GMY
LMAO kidding
SUGA:
I’ll tell you if you tell me.
I just want a christmas where I can be happy
and not worry about making my parents try
to understand me.
Or to just not be 100% alone.
Mochi_Moves:
That
makes me so sad
that you don’t have a good relationship
with your family
I feel so greedy wishing for a new pair of shoes
for dance
:(
You know what
I’m going to bring over 34875 bottles of soju
and the Titanic
and we’re going to have the best Christmas of our life.
SUGA:
Jimin, I’d love to see the smile on your face
that a pair of shoes would cause.
you’re so soft.
Why Titanic though? Is there not a depressing
enough Christmas film out there for you?
Mochi_Moves:
It’s the best film in cinematic history!
It’s either that or the Notebook.
Take your pick.
SUGA:
fellas, is it gay to cry over the Notebook with your
buddy?
Mochi_Moves:
Fellas,
we’ll find out the answer to that on Christmas.
SUGA:
Do you want to come over? or do you want me
to go to your place? I know you have your fucking
gigantic christmas tree up.
and that fucking bundle of mistletoe.
Mochi_Moves:
You’re right
I have a christmas tree with Tae’s face as the star
and the mistletoe
Come over
c:
SUGA:
our angel watching over us
is Tae?
Why is he like this
Mochi_Moves:
He didn’t want me to be lonely on Christmas..
SUGA:
You won’t be.
When does Tae leave?
Mochi_Moves:
He’s leaving on Sunday
after the last week of finals
Actually in fact,
he’s having a small christmas party that Saturday
before he leaves.
He said it was required to bring a date
Would
would you like to come?
SUGA:
Park Jimin are you asking me out on a date
to your own apartment?
Mochi_Moves:
Well
I mean yes
SUGA:
That’s gay, wow
I’m
yeah
yes
Mochi_Moves:
I mean
it can be a best gay pals date
because that’s what we are
right
best gay pals
SUGA:
Jimin
don’t let me drink at that party.
actually, don’t let Tae drink at this party.
Mochi_Moves:
Why??
That’s all Tae’s got
he even has this weird drink called Jack Daniels
he mooched it off an international student
SUGA:
Damn he nabbed American whiskey.
You know, I really enjoy Taehyung.
uh, but like, I’m not a great drunk.
and I have no idea what kind of dirt Tae has
on me, but I don’t want his drunk ass
yelling out shit
you feel me?
Mochi_Moves:
You’re not wrong
Tae goes all out when it comes to drinking
but now that I think about it
I’ve never had a drink with you before
SUGA:
No,
but i’ve been on the receiving end of your
drunk texts a few times now.
Mochi_Moves:
…..woops
SUGA:
I bet it’s cuter in person
uh
not that it’s cute or anything
Mochi_Moves:
Wow, that’s gay c:
I bet your sad emo self turns into an aegyo machine
when you drink
I bet my entire nonexistent fortune
SUGA:
only if Hobi is drunk with me
He’s the only human on earth who can get
me to do aegyo
Mochi_Moves:
Oh??
Oh is that so?
SUGA:
Why did I willingly divulge that information
Mochi_Moves:
Exposed™
Oh
my break is over
I need to go finish my practice
Get some sleep soon Mint Yoongi c:
SUGA:
you will forget what i just said about aegyo
Mochi_Moves:
Never
<3
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