#I’ve replayed that song a lot today

[starkcapaccinos63]

Dog Days are Over at the end of Guardians felt more like a closure for me than Endgame did. Like, okay, now let’s gear up for the next thing.

Rocket getting the respect he deserves has me BAWLING. Let’s go, Captain 🫡

[lunaritex]

𓏲࣪ ִֶָ ︎ִֶָ LIGHTS, CAMERA AND LOVE 𖤐. — nishimura riki

↺ CONTENT: idol au, both reader and riki are idols, reader is female, brief tooth-rotting fluff.

↺ FROM HYE: this was inspired after watching his artist of the month video heh…

“Hello everyone. I’m (Name) and today, I’m on the set of Studio Choom to film the video for the Artist of the Month,” you introduced yourself, clapping and bowing a little as you sat on the chair provided by the staff. 

“(Name), how does it feel to be chosen as the Artist of the Month?” 

Laughing, you shyly tucked your hair behind your left ear. “Ah, to be honest, I’m not that confident in my dancing abilities. So I was quite shocked when I heard I got selected. But thank you so much for the opportunity provided to me. I will show my best self for everyone and my fans.” 

“Can you tell us what you have prepared for us?”

Humming, you slung your left leg over your right as you rested your hands on your left knee. “I’ve chosen to perform two songs: Rude Boy by Rihanna and Work it by Missy Elliot. I have gone with hip hop and pop, as I always wanted to try dancing to these kinds of songs. And I like challenging myself to new things too.” 

“How would you rate the choreography?” 

You purse your lips, pondering over it before answering. “If you know Pass the Mic by ENHYPEN, take their choreography and multiply it by… three times? It’s quite hard and it took me a while to master it.” 

“Speaking of ENHYPEN, how long have you been dating Nishimura Riki?” 

You gasped, taken aback by the sudden question about your love life. Your face flushed red when you heard the staff laugh at your embarrassment. “We’ve been together for about six months now, and our monthly anniversary is coming tomorrow. Which is also the day the video will drop too. I hope everyone looks forward to it-?” 

You paused when you saw a familiar figure entering the place. You ignored how you were in the middle of an interview, face brightening at the sight of your beloved boyfriend entering. You excitedly waved as Riki got closer. He chuckled, leaning down to press a loving kiss on your forehead as he stood beside you. Due to him being too tall, the camera was not able to capture his face. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you’re still busy with your schedule,” you asked, having to tilt your head up to look at him. 

“We ended early and I decided to surprise you. Although, it looks like you’re in the middle of something,” he sounds sheepish, but the staff merely shrugged his apology off. 

You giggled, leaning against him and faced the camera. “Now that my boyfriend’s here, maybe we should hear some encouraging words from him. Right, Riki?”

“Huh? Why are you suddenly interviewing me?” His eyes widened, not expecting you to change the direction of the interview just like that. You laughed at his reaction, pulling at his hand. 

“Come on, just say a few words!” You begged. 

Sighing, he bent slightly to reveal his face to the camera. “Hello, I’m Nishimura Riki from ENHYPEN. Uh, I don’t have much to say but please show lots of love and support to (Name)’s performance video. It drops tomorrow and I can tell she has put in a lot of effort into making the video. Thanks.” 

“Before we end, could we have the both of you do a dance together?” 

“Aish, I knew there was something else after this,” Riki mischievously wagged his finger at the staff, eliciting a round of amused laughter from them. 

You chuckled, rising to your feet. “Sure, how about we cover Riki’s dance on Studio Choom? The Artist of the Month video and we can do the moment of the video where it's most replayed.” 

“Don’t tell me…” Riki’s voice trailed off, recognition flickering across his face when he saw one of the staff handing both of you sunglasses. 

“Yup.” 

Both of you got into position. Once the music started, the staff were amazed with how in sync you were with one another. Your facial expressions were on point, easily matching the vibes of the song. Thankfully, you did not have to perform the whole choreography and instead, only showcase five minutes of it. When it ended, you were panting and catching your breath. 

“Since when did you learn it?” Riki asked, amazed as he ran a hand through his hair. 

“It was meant to be a surprise, but I guess it’s out of the bag now,” you sheepishly scratched your head, squeaking when he embraced you in a hug, his taller frame hiding you from the camera. The staff took it as a cue to end the recording, wanting to give the couple their much-needed alone time. 

Seeing this, Riki took it as his cue to squish your cheeks with his hands. You made a noise of protest but he ignores it, sniggering at your offended expression. He could no longer hold back, leaning down to give you a searing kiss on your lips. Before you could react, he had pulled away. A satisfied smirk appeared on his face at the sight of your dazed look. 

“You’re so cute,” he teased. 

“Riki!”

Needless to say, the video did well and most of the comment sections were filled with people squealing over your relationship. 

‘(Name) and Riki are so cute together! And the way they are in sync with one another is so cool! Truly the power duo we need.’

‘Forget Riki, I want (Name) instead.’

‘The part where they threw their sunglasses at the same time… chefs kiss.’ 

[scarlet-bitch]

Sunday Mornings

2k Steve X fem!reader, Angst/Fluff, 90's AU, no y/n

A/N: a different take on that s4 scene with Steve and Nance. Songs I loosely pulled inspo from: 'Never My Love' - The Association, the first verse of 'Sunday Morning' - The Velvet Underground, & the epilogue lyrics are 'Our House' - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young *EDIT: my music was on shuffle and Make It With You - Bread came on and idk how I missed that for the epilogue lyrics!!! So I updated that. Feedback/likes/reblogs are greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading & as always, I hope you enjoy! XO, Scarlet 💋

Your favorite way to spend Sunday was a lazy morning in bed—preferably in Steve's—with your limbs intertwined and your head on his chest. Content in the silence, you'd often daydream about your future together. But today, instead of your own dreams, your mind replayed what you’d overheard Steve share with your friends—a life you couldn’t envision for yourself. One that's had you riddled with anxiety ever since.

“Y’know,” Steve said, pulling you from your spiraling thoughts, “when I was shopping with Robin yesterday, something caught my eye.”

You looked up at him. “Oh yeah? What was it?”

“A ring,” he replied, brushing his thumb over your left ring finger. “I couldn’t help but imagine it here.”

Your heart raced at the implication. This should have been a sweet moment—the first real conversation where the man you loved expressed his intentions to marry you. Instead, it felt like a nightmare. You had been meaning to bring up what you overheard, but it never seemed like the right time. Now, you realized you had no choice.

"I'm sorry” he said, his brow furrowing with concern as he noticed the look of panic on your face. "Was that too much?"

“No,” you whispered, as the nausea rose within you. “Not at all. Truly, there's nothing more I want than to be your wife."

“That’s all I want too, pretty girl. So sure of it, almost bought the ring.” He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours. You felt him smile into the kiss, and you wanted to revel in the moment, kiss him back with the same ferocity but your guilt was eating you from the inside.

Pulling away, you saw Steve lean in again, only to pause as his eyes flickered open taking in the sight of you. “Aww honey, you're crying?" He chuckled softly, moving his hand to caress your cheek.

Fuck. He'd mistaken them for tears of joy, rather than anguish they were born from—the words you'd struggled to voice.

You took his wrist, gently removing his hand from your face as you repositioned yourself to sit up in bed. Your fingers gripping the comforter for some sense of control.

“Hey, what's wrong?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

“I need to talk to you about something important.”

“Okay.” He sat up now, confusion washing over him as his eyes searched yours for any indication of what you were about to say. You could almost see him rifling through possible scenarios in his mind.

“I’ve been selfish,” you admitted, tears stinging your eyes. “I thought there was time. We've only been together for two years, I thought things could change. I'd feel different-”

“Hey, slow down. I need you to take a deep breath."

He was right. You were nearly hyperventilating, words jumbling together. You shook your head, trying to calm yourself, but the pit in your stomach taunted you. You couldn't help but think this was beginning of the end.

“A few weeks ago, that night Robin, Vickie and I were over, when I passed out on the couch during the movie. I kept going in and out of sleep when you were all chatting, and I overheard you talking about your dream life. Something like six kids, summer trips in a Winnebago across the countryside. Right?”

Steve looked perplexed, as if trying to connect the dots. “Yeah, that’s a dream I have, but it’s a long way off. Did that scare you? There are a lot of steps still-"

“Steve, it didn’t scare me. It’s just… I don’t,” your voice quivered, the trail of hot tears now streaming down your cheeks. “I’ve been meaning to bring it up, but I didn’t want to ruin everything. I thought if anyone could change my mind, it would be you. But-”

“About what?" He cut you off. "Honey, what are you talking about?”

“I don’t think I want kids, Steve,” you blurted out.

His face fell, and his eyes widened. It looked as if all the air had been expelled from his lungs. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out.

Your words began to tumble out of your mouth faster than you could think them through. "We’ve never really talked about it. If I’d known how much you wanted kids, I wouldn’t have waited so long to tell you." You paused, your heart pounding. “Hearing you talk about a big family has pained me for weeks. I know, without a doubt, you’d be an amazing father. I just don’t think it will be to my children.”

“But you’d be a great mom,” he said, desperation clear in his voice. You weren't sure if he was trying to convince you or if it was just a fact he believed.

“Maybe, but that doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want to be... I've tried to will the desire into existence, but I just don’t have it.”

Steve’s eyes glistened as he processed your words. You noticed his tongue pushing against the inside of his cheek—a gesture he always made when he was getting emotional. You wanted to take everything back, wished you could turn back time and not say a fucking word. But he deserved to know, even if it meant you'd lose him.

The silence was deafening—the only sound in your ears was the thump of your heart, racing so rapidly you thought it might burst through your chest. A few minutes passed, but it felt like hours. You weren’t sure how much more of the quiet you could take.

"Say something, please," you urged.

Steve focused his eyes back on you. "Sorry, I never imagined us not having kids together, y'know? So I'm processing."

"I'm so sorry, Steve. One day it may change, but I'm not hopeful." A sob caught in your throat. "And it's not fair to either of us to prolong the inevitable on the hope that I’ll change my mind.”

"W-wait, what? Are you saying you want to end this?” He ran a hand through his hair, a deep sigh escaping him. He shrugged his shoulders, raising a brow as he added, "I'm confused how this conversation went from talking about marriage to breaking up?"

“Isn’t that where this is headed?"

“That's what you think?"

"Isn't that our only option, Steve? Kids are something you want out of life, and I’m fairly certain I don’t—how can there be a future for us?”

"We both want each other! We’ll figure the rest out eventually.”

“And when ‘eventually’ comes, and I still feel the same, what then? When years from now you realize something is missing in your life, and I'm be the reason for it—you'll resent me."

“No, I won't. How can you say that?” He leaned in closer. “Maybe it won't be exactly what I pictured, but this doesn't change anything for me."

“You say that now, but you don't know how you'll feel down the line!" You raised your hands, in an effort to emphasize your point.

“If I don't know how I'll feel, how can you be so certain I'll resent you then?"

“I could hear it in your voice, Steve. You sounded so happy describing that life. A life I can't guarantee. So it doesn’t matter how much I want this or how much I love you. You deserve someone who you can share those dreams with!"

Steve moved his hands to cradle your face, hazel orbs piercing yours. "Oh honey... don't you realize, in every scenario of my dream life, you’re there. Fuck... you're the most important part.”

You swallowed thickly, your heart fluttering at the sentiment, tears still trickling down your cheeks. You wanted to accept what he was saying, but fear gripped you. The thought of losing him, of him one day loathing you, was unbearable to fathom. "What if you change your mind?"

"Never, my love." He gently brushed away your tears with his thumbs, shaking his head softly. "Listen, we can talk about this as long as we need to. Come back to it as much as you'd like. But please hear me when I say, if kids aren’t in your future, they’re not in mine. You're my future—you always have been.”

"Baby, you know that dreams, they're for those who sleep / Life, it's for us to keep / And if I chose the one I'd like to help me through / I'd like to make it with you... I really think that we could make it, girl."

Despite your affinity for lazy Sundays in bed, this particular morning found you in the kitchen, flipping pancakes while laughter echoed from the dining room.

"I hope you boys are ready to eat!" you called as you plated the pancakes.

"You hungry, bud?" You heard Steve ask.

"Mhmm!"

"Alright, then let's put the crayons away."

After a few minutes, Steve waltzed into the kitchen, grabbing the plate of pancakes from you. "Smells amazing, baby." He pressed a kiss to your cheek before heading back to the dining room.

A few minutes later, you joined Steve and the doe eyed little boy at the table, enjoying breakfast together.

As you finished up, Steve was prompting a burst of giggles from the child, as he made Mrs. Butterworth talk.

"You're so silly, Uncle Steve!"

"He really is, isn't he, Jamie?" you said, a smile tugging at your lips at the sight.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"I think Mom's here!" Steve said, standing up to answer the door.

As Chrissy stepped inside, Steve pulled her into a hug. "Oh my, it smells incredible in here!”

“Had to feed my handsome little man,” you replied, nodding toward Jamie, who was bouncing eagerly in his seat.

Chrissy approached the table, ruffling Jamie’s hair. “Did you have a fun at your sleepover?”

“Yeah!”

“Did you thank your aunt and uncle?” she prompted.

“Sank you!” he beamed.

"Seriously, you guys, Eddie and I owe you one."

"Anytime," you said, handing her the Tupperware you'd prepared in the kitchen. "I packed some breakfast for you and Eddie too."

"You’re the absolute best," she replied, pulling you into a warm hug as Jamie and Steve exchanged their goodbyes.

Jamie then came barreling towards you, as you knelt down for a hug. "See you, bud!"

"Ready to go see Daddy?" Chrissy said as she ushered Jamie toward the door. "Thank you both so much."

"You'll always have a sitter with us, never hesitate to ask," Steve said.

"Love you both!" Chrissy called back, you and Steve echoing her words, before closing the door behind them.

As you turned toward Steve, he had a wide grin on his face. "Well, that was... a lot." He laughed.

"A lot of fun, though," you added.

"Sure was." He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "Bit of an odd start, but I think we can still manage a lazy Sunday. What'dya say?"

"Always."

Steve placed a kiss on your forehead, lacing his hand with yours, as you followed him through the hall of your shared home. The story of your love adorned the walls—from your first date to your wedding photos to your trips across the countryside. Today, you paid extra attention to them all, playing back all the memories in your mind.

When you reached your room, the soft morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a glow on your sheets. Steve bounced onto the bed, and as you stood at the edge, laughing, he pulled you down beside him, peppering your face with kisses and murmurs of "I love you."

As you nuzzled into the warmth of his chest, you noted the rhythm of his heartbeat. It calmed you, as his fingertips danced softly across your skin. His touch was intricate and delicate while he hummed a soft tune. You lay there, basking in the bliss of it all. After a few moments, you couldn’t help but ask, "Steve, what are ya thinkin' about?"

"That I couldn't have dreamt up a better life than this," he said, matter of factly.

And honestly, you couldn't agree more.

[band--psycho]

Fred Weasley x Reader-Just Friends

Inspired by the song Señorita by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello

This is a lot longer than I had originally planned, but I hope you all enjoy this! 💛

Warnings:Smut/Teasing (18+)

“Earth to Y/n,” my friend Lucy snapped her fingers in front of my face, knocking me out of my daydream.

“Sorry,” I mumbled an apology, taking a mouthful of my food to try and act normal, as well as distract myself from the thoughts that were racing through my head. 

“Where’d you go?” My other friend, Charlotte, questioned; eyebrows raised quizzically. 

“She was probably thinking about Fred Weasley” Lucy teased with a small smirk, seeing straight through my act. 

“Why would I be thinking about Fred?” I countered, trying to keep my tone neutral so that Lucy would think that she was wrong. 

Lucy shook her head briefly before taking a bite of her toast; she knew how close Fred and I were, but we were just friends. Though the look that was showing in her eyes when they meet mine, said that she wasn't fooled by answer, especially when her eyes glanced down at the hickey on my neck that I had tried so hard to cover, “You know why, or were you with someone else last night?” 

Damn it.

Last night.

The memories flashed in my brain like a dream. 

The way Freds hands explored every inch of my body; the way his smirk grew on his face when I moaned his name as he pounded into me, his lips, the fiery lust burning in his eyes…

The way he made me feel a way no one else ever had. 

A small scoff left my lips,as I tried to ignore the dampness forming in my panties just at the mere thought of last night, “Fred and I are just friends.”

Just friends. 

That’s all we were. 

That’s all we were. I kept mentally repeating that to myself, reminding myself of what we were. 

Last night was the first time we’d slept together, and maybe if that was it then reminding myself that we were just friends wouldn’t be so hard.

But it wasn’t just about last night; it was about how he’d been toward me since the school year started, and how I had been with him.  

The many times we’d almost kissed; in the library, in the common room, down by the boathouse. The way our eyes lingered on one another just a few seconds too long for friends…and the way that no matter how many times I told myself to put some distance between us, I never could. 

Because I wanted more; I had since the first time we almost kissed.

I wanted him. 

I wanted to be his. 

I wondered if I would have still felt this way had I been sorted into Slytherin; would we have even been friends? Would we have even acknowledged each other? Or would we just be strangers to one another? 

Part of me thought that that would be easier; for our paths to have never crossed. 

My family hated him and his family; and if they got wind that I had feelings for him..well it wouldn’t be good, for either of us. 

Charlotte opened her mouth slightly, as if she was about to ask a question, but before she could I heard footsteps walking behind me; that’s when I saw who it was.

Fred. 

I spent the rest of the morning unable to shift the ache in my chest. 

Fred and I are just friends; those words kept replaying in my head. 

I didn’t want that. 

I didn’t want to just be ‘friends’ with him; but maybe this was for the best. 

I just needed to make sure nothing else happened between us; I just needed to keep my distance from him. 

Thankfully, Fred and I didn’t really have many classes together until tomorrow, so I could at least avoid him for the rest of the day. 

Care of Magical Creatures was my last class for today, and despite the chill in the air I decided to wander into the forest; mainly so that I didn’t have to see Fred but also so I could clear my head and avoid any more questions from my friends.

But my mind couldn’t help but think about last night…

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this, love?” he whispered, his lips ghosting over mine as he slowly thrusted a finger inside of me, “How long I’ve wanted you.”

He’d been teasing me for what felt like hours, first with his fingers, then his tongue, then both until he finally started fucking me with his cock. 

I practically jumped out of my skin when I felt one hand cover my mouth as the other pulled on my waist. 

I was going to scream, that was until I saw a flash of ginger hair, followed by an all too familiar voice, “It’s just me, love.”

“Fred, what are you doing?” I snapped, the adrenaline still burning in my veins. 

“You’ve been avoiding me,” his words weren’t a question, they were a statement. 

I could see the hurt lingering in his eyes as the words left his lips, and it hurt like hell, seeing him sad because of what I’d done. 

But it was for the best; that’s what I kept telling myself, yes this was painful, but nowhere near as painful as if things continued between us.  

I didn’t answer his statement. 

I just began walking away. 

Distance. That’s what we needed, what was best for us. 

And that’s what I had to put between us.

Though I didn’t get very far before his hand was wrapped around my wrist and I was pushed up against a tree, his other hand next to my shoulder, barricading me against the tree. 

The chill that once floated in the air was all but eradicated in that moment; all that I could feel was the heat radiating between the two of us. 

“So we’re just friends, huh?” 

His tone was darker than a few moments ago; and I could see the anger flickering in his eyes.

“Just friends?” he repeated, his lips inches from mine. 

Oh how I wanted to kiss him. 

To just say fuck everything as close the distance between us. 

I was hanging onto the last strands of the rational side of my mind when I nodded and said “Just friends,” though my voice was certainly not as confident as I had intended, 

“You sure about that, love?” 

I was trying to think of an answer, and then the hand that was next to me on my thigh.

I let out a quivering breath as I felt his hand go higher and higher, until he was so close to the place I craved him. 

I was soaked, I knew that already. 

I was a mess and he’d barely done anything to me yet and yet all I craved was for more.

His lips, his hands, they were making it impossible for me to think clearly. 

I glanced up into his eyes and I saw the same glint as last night; he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and he was loving it.

“You say we’re just friends,” he continued, his voice low and barely above a whisper, “but friends don’t know the way you taste..” 

A small whimper left my lips before I could stop it, which only made a smug smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“And you, love,” he continued, pressing his body closer to mine, so that I could feel just how hard he was, “taste fucking divine,”

All rationality had left my mind as I finally closed the distance, crashing my lips onto his; my free hand tugging at his ginger locks in an attempt to deepen the kiss. 

“Just friends?” Fred chuckled breathlessly before lightly pecking my lips,

“Meet me tonight at our usual spot” 

I couldn’t help but frown at his words.

I needed him. 

Now. 

I needed to be fucked and the denial he had just given me made my pussy ache with pure desire.

Another chuckle left his lips as his hand softly caressed my cheek, “I’ll give you what you want, baby, don’t worry.” 

And with that he released my wrist and walked away from me, leaving me a breathless, wet, needy mess against the tree.

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[soaringeag1e]

Escape {64}

Detective!Dean x Victim!Reader

Warnings: Language, Fluff....Then a Ton of Angst {Sorry, not sorry}

Words: 2,124

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After making a breakthrough with the security footage at the convenience store, Styles and Dean followed a few leads. With some luck on their side, they were able to pin who the suspect was that attacked the clerk and took his life. They were even able to get an address and to both of their surprise, their man was home. Within just a few hours of finding the body they had their suspect in cuffs. That chalked up to a good day.

“Great work, Styles.” 

“Same goes for you, boss.” The two men share a smile as they descend the stairs outside the precinct. “Tell Y/N I said hi.”

“Will do.” After giving him a nod, Dean pats his friend on the shoulder and then they split, both heading for their cars at different ends of the parking lot. 

As Dean makes his way towards the car, he pulls out his phone and clicks on one of the most recent contacts before bringing the device up to his ear. When he makes it to his door, Eddie is driving by, already on his way out of the parking lot, so Dean sends him a wave and that’s when the ringing ends.

“Hey, you.”

“Hey! How was dress shopping?” 

“Good. How was your thing?” Dean smirks as he slips into his car.

“Really good actually. I’ll tell you about it later.”

“Okay.”

“But first…did you find a dress?” The silence makes him a little nervous. He begins to think that maybe it turned out to be harder than you expected and that you were disappointed with the entire thing.

“Maybe…” you tease, getting him to light up in the drivers seat.

“Man…you have no idea how bad I want to see you in it.” He tries so hard to picture you in a wedding dress, but he’s sure that whatever his mind is coming up with is nothing compared to what you really look like. That’s what Sam had told him anyway. 

“You still have a few months there, cowboy.” you giggle over the phone, getting Dean to smile even bigger. “Are you coming home?”

“Uh…yeah. Just got in the car. But I wanted to see what you wanted for dinner. I figured I could pick up something on the way home.”

“Hmm.” You hum quietly, clearly thinking about what you might want to eat. “How about Chinese?” The way you ask him makes him chuckle. The cute innocence always got him to adore you more.

“You got it, babe.” With that, he turns over the ignition and the car rumbles to life. “Do you need me to grab anything else on the way?”

“Nope. Just need you and food.”

“I love how you put me before the food.”

“It was a close one, but you just barely edged it out.”

“Is that so?” he laughs as he pulls out of his spot and heads for the main road.

“Yep. I’ve been missing you longer than food. But, if you take too long and my stomach starts to eat itself you may be bumped out of the running.”

“Then I better hurry then, huh?” The sound of your laughter makes him feel like he’s already home. Between the score with the case and the fact that he’s heading home to you, he felt like today couldn’t get any better. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too.” Dean focuses on the road but stays silent for a minute and just admires the sound of your voice, replaying what you just said over in his head like one of his favorite songs.

“Alright, I’ll let you go. I’m going to grab food and I’ll be home as soon as I can.”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you.”

-

The chatter down the hall had died down telling Bobby that it was getting later. The night crew at the precinct were starting their shifts and the morning crew had either already left or like him were on their way out the door. He was just taking a few more minutes to file a couple reports and clean up his desk a bit, because he knew that if he didn’t take the time now he would have to deal with it in the morning.

Just as his computer was shutting down for the night, he grabbed his keys from inside the top drawer and stood from his chair, pulling his jacket off the back of it.

“Captain?” 

“What is it?” Bobby gave a little attitude because this always seemed to happen. Right as he was heading out for the day he always seemed to get stopped for something.

“There’s someone here that’s asked to see you and Detective Styles.” Huffing as he slides his jacket on, Bobby then glares at the officer at his door.

“Sampson, I’m on my way out the door, can’t this wait?”

“Well…I don’t know.” As the officer seemed conflicted, Bobby decides to give the newbie a break. But just this once.

“Who is it?”

“He said his name is Robert Thare.” And that’s when Bobby was grateful he cooled his head. The name instantly clicked and he couldn’t have reacted faster.

“Let him in.” Thankfully Sampson was quick to show Mr.Thare into the office. The tall man peeks his head in before stepping through the threshold and nodding to the officer before he walks away.

“Hi, Mr. Singer. I’m sorry it’s so late. I almost waited until tomorrow, but…”

“That’s alright.” Bobby grins, stepping around his desk. “What can I do for you?”

“Well, I uh…I found that tape I was looking for. You know, the one that shows Norman coming home and then his friend showing up?” As he tells Bobby, he hands the tape over to him and Bobby treats the VHS as if it’s a precious diamond.

“So….this has that footage on it? You’re sure?”

“Yes. I um…I forgot that I had some stuff put away in a storage unit in town and when I found more tapes I went through them.” he says, looking from the tape to the captain, an uneasiness taking over his expressions. “I uh…I can’t believe that I didn’t turn it in sooner, honestly. After watching it again…I don’t know why I didn’t find it suspicious earlier. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. When you’re not used to spotting those types of things, it’s harder to believe when you see it for yourself.” Mr. Thare nods faintly, looking a little sick.

“Well I uh…I found the footage and then rewound it for you, so you should just be able to pop it in and play it.”

“Thank you.” Bobby tells him sincerely. “You don’t know how much we appreciate this. I’m glad you caught me before I left.”

“Me too.” Mr. Thare says after a few nods. “I um, I don’t know if I’ll be of any help, but if you need anything else….let me know.”

“We will. But I think this might be the extent of it. Hopefully we don’t have to bother you anymore.” The two share a nice chuckle and then Bobby shows the man to the door. He is deeply appreciative of what that man has done for them, but once he was heading towards the front of the precinct, Bobby couldn’t have moved faster. He rushed over to the TV in his office and popped the tape in the VCR and he couldn’t have hit the play button any quicker either.

It was only a few seconds between him hitting play and when Norman's car pulled into the driveway, but for Bobby those were the longest seconds ever, and even then, that’s not what he wanted to see. He knew that Norman was responsible for bringing Cassie back to his house. It was the next car that he was anxiously waiting to see cross the screen.

Then finally, the moment came. The second car whipped up to the house and as the man climbed out of the drivers side, Bobby’s jaw dropped.

-

Getting food took longer than expected, but now that Dean was finally home he felt himself becoming more relaxed. He couldn’t wait to go inside, share a good meal and tell you about their slam dunk. It’s been a long time since they’ve been able to close a murder case that fast and it seriously made his day.

Hearing the garage door close behind him, he enters the house and goes for the coffee table in the living room to set the bag of Chinese down.

“Babe!? I’m home!” he yells out when he sees you’re not on the main floor anywhere. Figuring you jumped in the shower before he got home, he glances up the stairs before moving towards the front door where he drops off his keys and wallet and then takes off his suit jacket.

“They had some of your favorite egg rolls so I grabbed a couple of them!” He continues talking as he climbs to the second floor. He hopes you’ll hear him coming so he won’t scare you in the process. “I also stopped and grabbed a bottle of wine! Thought that sounded like a good way to celebrate!” 

His smile is literally from ear to ear as he enters the bedroom, but sadly it doesn’t stay that way. Because when he does enter the room he’s met with darkness. The bedroom light is off and as he moves further in, it’s clear that the bathroom is vacant as well.

“Y/N?” he turns, his eyes scanning the room as if you’re going to pop out and scare him. But nothing. It’s silent. 

“Y/N!?” he calls out as he moves down the hall to your office and he even peeks into the spare bedroom. But again, nothing. There’s no sign of you upstairs.

“Babe!?” Rushing back down the stairs, his heart is now racing from fear. This wasn’t right and the more his mind tried to figure out what was going on, the more scared he got. “Y/N!” he runs into his office, even with nowhere to hide he searches top to bottom. Nothing.

Running back into the other room, he quickly enters the empty kitchen and that’s when bile begins to rise in his throat.

“Y/N?” he calls out weakly, his eyes darting around the house as he leaves the kitchen and enters the dining room. The living room is quiet, only the food sitting there waiting for him. He tries to take a few breaths before he pulls out his phone, but just as he’s about to call you something on the dining room table catches his eye.

His feet slowly take him towards the objects waiting for him. His heart is beating so fast that it feels as if it’s already broken a rib or two. He doesn’t even realize tears have filled his eyes until he stands over the table and a water droplet falls onto the ripped piece of paper in front of him.

Play Me

The words took up the little torn sheet and now shared the space with the tear that had fallen from his eye.

Dean swallows as he picks up the recorder, his recorder, and his thumb shakes as it hovers over the play button. But when it finally pushes it down, he has to fight to keep the contents in his stomach.

Detective

The voice is distorted, as if the atmosphere didn’t already feel like a horror movie.

We both know that I have something precious to you, so listen carefully.

Dean’s jaw locks, his body trembling as he listens to this horrible robotic voice.

If you contact any law enforcement including anyone at that station of yours, she dies. If you reach out to that lawyer brother of yours, she dies. If you do anything other than what I’m telling you to do….well, you don’t need me to go into specific details of what I’ll do to her. So, I hope you’re listening.

Dean screws his eyes shut, his fingernails digging into his palm as his hands clenched into fists. The thought of you in this guy's presence is unbearable. He can’t think straight let alone breathe.

Now, take the phone with you. I’m going to send you an address to where you are going to retrieve a tape. When you get it, I’ll send you another address. Dean glances down at the table, seeing a prepaid phone sitting next to the note. 

If you come with any type of backup, wanted or unwanted, I’ll slit her throat. Understand?

I am watching you detective. So if you get any of those brilliant ideas of yours along the way, ask yourself, is it worth her life?

See you soon.

[sebastianstansqueen]

Lost In The Shadows: Part Nine

/N: Hey guys, been through a lot for a bit, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i'm curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 2,414

Warnings: slight angst, Sharon, and fluff, if I forgot anything let me know please!

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Y/n wiggled around the kitchen as she worked on making breakfast, she was no expert when it came to food, but she was trying. She had music playing kinda loud but not so loud that Bucky would hear from the master bedroom. She was trying multitasking on pancakes, eggs, and bacon, her current least favorite of the three was the bacon with grease popping up, freaking her out every so often. So as she moved about listening to the music while making sure the food didn’t burn, she missed Bucky’s initial entrance. “You know how to cook?” He joked tilting his head, with a little laugh, Y/n hadn’t heard his morning voice before but she liked it.

She laughed along with him.“Sort of. I’m trying, and possibly failing.” She looked at the food, removing the pancake that just finished cooking. 

Bucky moved across the room standing near her grabbing one of her cooked pieces of bacon and eating it. “A little over cooked but whatever.” He shrugged off. 

“Blame it for that, the oil kept on popping out at me!” She blamed, soon begging to laugh at her fake whining.

Bucky laughed with her. “When’s your next day off?” He leaned against the counter looking at her as she finished up the food. 

“Sort of whenever I want, but I got to go in today.” She explained as she began dishing up food for both of them. “Why?”

“Well, since we’ve gotten back, I’ve had time to finish my car, and I wanna take you on a drive.” He smiled up at her. Y/n nodded along, liking the idea of it, they sat at the table, continuing to talk for a bit, until Y/n got up to go get ready for work. 

Bucky had been in the middle of working out when Steve texted him. ‘I’m having a barbecue tonight, around six, do you want to come?’ 

Bucky obviously wanted to go, he hadn’t seen Steve since before the wedding, which had been a while ago. Bucky was an instant replay, while Y/n was usually so busy it sometimes took hours to get a reply, and he didn’t want to call because it probably wasn’t important enough. He sighed, deciding to just try and call her, and if she didn’t answer he’d completely understood. The phone rang for a moment, it took a moment for her to pick up but soon her voice rang out through the speaker. “Bucky?”

“Hey, sorry for calling, but um my friend Steve is having a barbecue today around six, I want to go, but I wanted to see if you did too.” He explained in a rush, even though their relationship had gotten better, Y/n still was very much the same when it came to work. 

Y/n’s eyes widened not expecting the sudden invitation, she turned to look through a two way mirror where she could see one of Rumlow’s guys, that Andy had found dealing something on her territory, completely covered in his own blood if he was gonna keep siglent Y/n wouldn’t take it easy. She looked down at the clothes she’d chosen for that day, her white shirt was possibly completely destroyed but it didn’t matter she was going to be burnt later that day, she looked at the time, three hours till it started. “Uh, Yeah I’ll be home soon.” They said bye before ending the call. Y/n walked back into the room where two of her men stood on either side of Rumlows guy. “You two finish this up, if he doesn't talk, by two, chop him up and throw him in the hudson.” She ordered, before marching out of the dimly lit building. 

Y/n made her way out to The SUV, she began texting Andy telling him she’d get her car tomorrow, updating him about Rumlows guy, and explaining she was leaving early, which seemed to have shocked Andy, because his caller ID had popped up. “When do you ever leave early of your free will?” He asked with exaggerated shock, right after Y/n put him on speaker.

“Relax, Bucky’s friend is having a barbecue, he wants me to go, and I need to get cleaned up, before.” She explained shortly, well yes it was that, but she was secretly happy to spend more time with Bucky, she typed away at her phone getting something sorted for later.

“You don’t seem like the type to go to a barbecue, the last however long I’ve known you not once have I ever heard a word about a barbecue till now.” He began teasing her.

She rolled her eyes with a playful smile tugging at her lips. “I’ll talk to you later. Go check on the guys at the warehouse later.” 

“Okay, talk to you tomorrow bye.” He said into the phone before ending the call. 

When Y/n got home, she immediately made her way up to the shower in her bedroom, she used a light purple loofa to help wash away the blood and other grime that might have gotten on her, as she did so soon the bathroom doors opened and her eyes widened, connecting with blue ones. “Sorry!” Bucky said immediately, walking out and closing the door. 

Y/n laughed lightly before calling out. “Bucky, it’s okay, just grab what you need.” There was so much fog around the glass of the shower that she probably looked like a human shaped blob on the other side. 

“When did you get home?” Bucky asked as he opened the door and quickly went to grab a few things. 

“Not that long ago, I needed some time to get ready, work was dirty today.” She shrugged while saying it, continuing to scrub, Bucky made a sound of understanding, before he left.

She wrapped herself in a towel, moving into the bedroom, she found a box sitting neatly on the made bed, she opened it finding exactly what she had expected. Most of her clothes weren’t for being out in the heat for too long, usually she’d be switching from air conditioned building to air conditioned building, being outside wasn’t something she didn’t usually do, save for when she had gone on vacation with Bucky. She pulled out the outfit, first pulling out the plain white shirt, followed by light pink shorts, and lastly white tennis shoes, she blow dried and straightened her hair, before applying some make up. 

Bucky felt still slightly embarrassed after walking into the bathroom while Y/n was showering, as his brain continued to fester on his embarrassment he heard the clearing of a throat, he turned to see Y/n, she looked different, good, but different. For instance she seemed shorter  because of her not wearing her heels, he’d seen her a few times barefoot or in flats on rare occasions but it still took a little getting used to. Then his eyes shifted up to what she was actually wearing, the shirt and shorts were something he couldn’t imagine being in her wardrobe but she still looked gorgeous. “Ready to go?” She asked, looking at him. 

He nodded. “Y-yeah, how do you look better than me and we’re going to my friends barbecue?” He joked as he led the way towards the garage, he wouldn’t miss this chance to take Y/n, in his car. 

Y/n smiled and thanked him for the compliment, she took him in form the moment she saw him, with light blue jeans, a white tank top and a tan verging on white button up shirt over it with the sleeves rolled just above his elbow. As she realized they were making the way towards his car her brows furrowed. “Really?” She asked with a smile.

Bucky nodded with a smile of his own. “Yeah, you ready for speed?” He opened the passenger door for her. 

“I guess.” She shrugged, Bucky soon got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the garage. She’d speed after shoot outs and other work related things, she’s never just done that for fun though. Before Y/n had married Henry, she was a law abiding citizen just like most of New York, and until finding out what her father actually did for a living, she thought she was just an heiress. 

“What happened today that caused you to get dirty?” Bucky asked, knowing it could have been a million different things. 

“Drug stuff.” She said as if it were casual, then she sighed and shook her head. “Brock Rumlow is trying to sneak stuff under my nose.”

“Whos, Brock?” He asked with furrowed brows looking at Y/n swiftly before shifting back to the road. 

“Brock owns a drug cartel, and he wanted to become a partner of mine, but I shut it down, I don’t trust anything he’s got here.” She stated seriously. 

“Is he dangerous?” Bucky asked, Y/n caught the hit of concern in his voice. 

She shook her head. “I don’t think so, possibly just stupid, but if it does turn out to be dangerous, you’ll be like second to know.” She promised.

Soon they pulled up to a set of three story brown stones, her eyes scanned around just for safety, before following Bucky up the steps to the front door, after he knocked, the door opened a few moments later, a blond on the opposite end, Y/n remembered him from the wedding. “Hey.” He greeted Bucky, and then turned to Y/n. “Hello, Mis-”

She cut him off. “Please, if you're a friend of Bucky’s you can call me Y/n.” She smiled, holding out her hand. 

“Okay, uh I’m Steve, it’s nice to officially meet you.” He shook her hand as he spoke, soon letting it go before greeting them both in, first thing he did was introduce them to his girlfriend Sharon. “Sharon, this is Bucky, and his wife Y/n.”

“Bucky, nice to meet you, I’ve heard so much about you from Steve.” She smiled, shaking his hand, then she turned to Y/n.

“Hey, Little sister.” Y/n smirked looking at the woman who looked nothing like her, pulling her into a hug, usually a display of affection but this was anything but. 

“You have a sister?” Bucky, and Steve seemed to have said at the same time. 

Y/n pulled out of the hug first putting on a fake smile, showing Sharon the mood to put on. “Yeah, we’ve been out of touch since mom died.” That wasn’t a lie but it also wasn’t the full truth.  “Well, Steve, now that I know you're dating my sister, I’ve got to know everything about you.” She smiled, leading the blond to his backyard, to talk in private. “So, Steve, what do you do, to afford this beautiful home?” She asked standing beside him at the grill. 

“I’m the captain of a police precinct.” He told her honestly, making her nervous, wondering if this was a trap to arrest her, he clearly knew who she was. “Don’t worry, I have a rule with Bucky’s family, that I’ll follow with you, so long as I don’t see you do anything illegal I won’t arrest you. Is, Sharon, apart of the-”

“No, well, I don’t think so, I haven’t talked to her in a while so your guess is as good as mine.” Y/n shrugged, her eyes soon followed as Sharon and Bucky marched out of the house, Y/n’s eyes were glued on her sister not sure of what she intended. Y/n wasn’t going to be the one to break Steve's heart, but Sharon was certainly very deeply involved in the business, so Y/n didn’t understand why she was here playing a cute little girlfriend wearing a white sundress.

The barbecue went well, Y/n chose to minimally talk to her sister, and Bucky could tell something was up, so he knew to ask  about it later. Y/n stayed until Bucky wanted to go, she could tell he was happy, and comfortable with his friends, and that made her happy to see, and she wouldn’t take it away. A few of them had come up and told Y/n about Bucky being an idiot in high school, while protecting Steve from bullies, some of them making her laugh.

 Steve said bye to Bucky, while Sharon seemed to not want to look Y/n’s way, not wanting to attempt the facade of happy sisters. As Bucky pulled away he looked at Y/n, who looked at ease, and happy. “So what's between you and your sister?” He asked seemingly out of nowhere.  

The question had taken Y/n off guard, she hadn’t realized Bucky had seen through her facade. “We’ve never gotten along.” Y/n rolled her eyes, lulling her head to look at him. “And when mom died when she was eight-teen she ran off, which now looking at it I should have probably done the same thing.” Then she sighed feeling bad, she didn’t want to hurt Bucky or Steve, he genuinely seemed nice. “Look, Bucky, I didn’t want to say anything to Steve because we barely know each other, but I would suggest him try to leave Sharron, I think she is up to something.” She spoke honestly. 

Bucky’s brows furrowed. “She seems nice, what would she be up to?” Y/n looked at him as if he were joking. “You do know what I do to make money right?” She rolled her eyes. “Fine, ignore what your wife is saying about her sister, whom you just met.” She looked out the window, her mood dampening from his dismissal of her warning.

“It’s not that I’m ignoring what you're saying but do you even have proof?” Bucky asked, looking at her for an answer for that. 

“No, but I know my sister, I think better than you.” She rolled her eyes, shaking her head, once again. Then as they continued driving, in a stuffy silence, streets passed by as lights in the dark night and as they pulled to a simple stop at a light, still not even close to home, a low beet began to sound Y/n's brows furrowed as she began to look around the vehicle, for the source of the noise, it soon sped up and as soon as the light turned green and Bucky pressed his foot on the gas everything went black. 

[lilaberri]

I had this idea since the fan edits video. Matt’s fall freak out was completely warranted and I thought a fic of the reader meeting him at a pumpkin patch would be cute.

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

September 21st you wake from your restless sleep. You had went to bed early but the excitement for the next day kept you up. As you looked outside from your bathroom you saw a fog settle low to the ground, perfect pumpkin patch weather. It was getting colder as the month went on and the leaves were beginning to change as well. Lilly texted the day before that she would pick you up by 11.

As you turn off the shower and enter your closet you try to find an outfit that is cute but also tactile. Settling on a navy blue cable knit sweater, medium wash jeans, and some old carhartt boots.

You get dressed and see you have a few minutes to grab something to eat before Lilly arrives. There wasn’t much you wanted in the fridge so you settled on some crunchy Raisin Bran. It wasn’t too bad once you added some blueberries and bananas.

Drinking the last of the milk you hear a honk and place the bowl in the dishwasher get your keys and hop in the car. “Hey,” you say all smiley.

“What’s up with you?” She drives off with Kesha in the background. “It’s so nice today all dark and stormy.” “Some would call this bad weather.” “Well it’s good for picking pumpkins , very fall.” “True, you can have aux if you want.” “Yeah thanks I’ve had this song stuck in my head all morning,” you play iyaz’s Replay. “Okay throwback,” she chuckles. “It’s so good makes me think of my pink iPod deck. I wonder what happened to that?” “Your brother threw it off the balcony because you wouldn’t stop playing Hannah Montana.” “That demon has been praying on my downfall since I was born!”

Pulling into the patch lot you see only a few other cars, which was nice since you wanted to take pictures too. “I’ll pay and you get the gloves and lay down the tarp,” Lilly says. “Why’d you bring gloves?” “I just got my nails done. And the dirt under my fingernails would freak me out,” she replied. With a nod you go to the trunk finding the gloves and spreading out the tarp. “The guy working was really cute, he told me the best place in the patch was the fourth row.” “Thank you cute patch man,” you joke.

Walking along the rows you see a few small ones you wanted to get for the house and then saw the perfect pumpkin. No warts, curly vines, deep orange color. You go to call over your friend but when you turn around a man is trying to lift it up. “Hey freeze!” “Did you just tell me to freeze?” He asks. “That’s my pumpkin.” “Then why is it in my hands?” “Im wondering the same thing.” “And while you figure that out I’m going to my car,” he retorts. “No way I saw this one first he’s mine.” “It’s just a pumpkin. There’s like a hundred more just like it.” “No this is the best one by far. But since you think there are other good one I’ll just take this one off your hands.” You reach for it but he pulls it from your grasp quickly. His eyes widen in disbelief. “You did not just try to steal my pumpkin?” “Please, I’ll give you,” you go to dig in your purse but came up empty. Only a Dave and Busters power card, three mints, and a nickel. Your surprised expression makes him giggle. “I don’t want your money. But since you want it so bad I’ll give it to you, for a price.” “I literally only have mints and a nickel in here so it’s not much of a prize.” You didn’t want him to know about the power card, you were an avid D&B patron. “You have to help me find one that is just as good.” “Okay deal,” you go to shake his hand but he lifts the pumpkin and you just pat it instead. “Onwards- what’s your name?” “Matthew.” “Onwards Matthew!”

[moonspirit]

my hcs on the alliances favourite song/musician:

levi- Elvis. no specific song

he’d lock himself in a room and blast some of his songs, he’d sip a cup of tea and stare out the window while stewing his hatred for that lil monkey boy zeke. the first time he did this onyankopon broke down the door because he thought levi was gonna kill himself. my reasoning is that I think he’s a lil ol fashioned so.. Elvis.

annie- hit ‘em up, 2pac.

she’d LOVE diss tracks, especially this one. she’d sometimes mumble “..that’s why i fucked yo bitch you fat motherfucka..” in her sleep. the alliance doesn’t let her pick the music anymore after falco and gabi arrived for obvious reasons. if she was more public she’d be cancelled for imitating a black accent.. she can’t help it..

armin- nursery rhymes. 

oh god don’t give him the aux.. he would genuinely be listening to “je mappele dolphine” or something like that. do NOT let him find national anthems. (not the lana del rey one.. please let him find that one it’s so good)

gabi- karma, jojo siwa.

you couldn’t water board this information out of her. she pretends her favourite song is also hit ‘em up like annie to act tough but she’s a Jojo siwa fan at heart. she doesn’t let anyone in her room because you’d find every single bow jojo has released, that one mold infested jojo siwa curry sauce, and a karma vinyl she somehow got her grubby hands on. 

connie- con calma, daddy yankee.

our latino king! you cannot stop him from replaying this song, unless you want to go get a rabies shot. if he’s listening to spanish songs while driving make sure to buy car insurance right then and there because connie doesn’t have any! and you’re definitely gonna crash..

pieck- telepatia/melting - kali uchis.

couldn’t decide which she’d like more, but she’s a huge fan of cutesy songs. i can also see her liking prom song gone wrong by lana del rey. (can u tell lana is my favourite?) anyway, she would bedazzle her record player with pink rhinestones and dance around her room to kali uchis. 

reiner- caramelldanssen, caramella girls.

you CANNOT change my mind. he’d try to overdose on crushed up jolly ranchers (someone scammed him, placebo affect go crazy) while laying face down on the carpet with this song in the background. someone asks him to hangout he’s like nah i’m busy today.. he’s just listening to this song while ugly crying about nothing in particular.

jean- maneater- nelly furtado

much like gabi, he’d probably say his favourite song is something like too many nights or big poppa.. but we all know this is what he’d listen to. that and promiscuous (also by nelly furtado. he’s a huge fan) yeah nobody believes him when he says a hip-hop/rap song.

falco- kidz bop version of ms.jackson. (that kidz pop song SPECIFICALLY.)

while other people are stanning loona or whatever artist he’s stanning kidz bop.. like a true alpha male. he’d also probably say shit like “fudge” instead of fuck and yell “language!!” when someone cusses. bless his heart.

hope u know all these songs, they’re very.. diverse. it took a while to get you these headcanons but i’ve been busy lately.

Hiya xD

Gotta admit, I didn't know a lot of these songs so I had to look them up. Had a great time tho!

I like Levi listening to Elvis. He's an old time king, and he's right - old timey songs really do FTW. Nothing like being holed up in your house with some fucking great tea and 50's rock n roll.

Annie tho xD She can listen to ALLLLLL the diss tracks and hard rap she wants to and wear outfits that got drip and swag but she'll never beat the cute allegations. Sorry but that's... That's just how it is.

But Armin - nursery rhymes???!?! Come ooonnnn you gotta give him more credit than that lol xD I like to think he enjoys pop and instrumental a lot.

Gabi, Falco and Jean being like "No! We're tough nuts! In this house we listen to songs that go hard!" And then actually listening to energetic pop and kidz bop lmaooooo. People pretend they don't know so these three can keep their pride intact xD (secretly they're a club of liars)

I listened to Telepatía by Kali Uchis and omg 🥺 I can imagine Pieck vibing to that slow R&B soul in her room. Dancing around her room as the record player plays and plays and plays. Ahhhh that's such a good image!

The best ones are for last.

Connie boy! He's definitely not got a thought in his head with that song as he drives - and it's a pretty GREAT road trip too! All cheer and good vibes!

Reiner listening to Caramelldanssen is the only thing of true value in this post. In true style, he's got the video and everything playing on the largest screen in his house. He knows the moves. He dances, he sings, he cries.

(the others are horrified. Perfect time for Annie to spit some 2pac diss bars).

thank you for sending these in omg xD

[cicadacalling]

How is Mellow Feeling Today?

I got curious about how many “I’m feeling ____” comments Mellow has in the Endacopia demo and replayed it to check his responses, here’s everything I’ve screenshotted. This may be missing some lines (at the time of writing this there’s one I’m ABSOLUTELY missing) but I tried to be pretty thorough about checking in with him after anything that seemed like a state change. Contains screenshots from the secret area.

After starting the game:

After starting the game, if you did not read the instructions (thanks @bee-in-a-box​ for finding this!)

After kicking the soccer ball around a bit:

Mellow seems to say this no matter what he was doing before he kicked the ball a bit.

After getting past 50 kicks:

I’m working on seeing if he says anything after getting past 100 but if anyone reading this can get a screenshot of what he says and send it to me I’ll add it here with credit

After getting bit by the cockroach:

After examining Clocky on the wall:

After examining Wall Bank:

After seeing the jumpscare image on the computer:

After getting hit by the “do not touch” door:

After speaking to the toilet monster:

After being mean to Tip:

After apologizing to Tip:

After letting him get hit by Henry:

After helping him hide from Henry:

After solving the fridge puzzle and getting the cheese:

After escaping the tentacle:

After smashing the cockroach:

After defeating Clocky:

After entering the Surgeon’s room:

(Mellow sadly does not say anything specifically in response to the song)

un/der/ground:

Bonus image: I noticed that when you enter the final room of the secret area that the cursor gets a line over it and you can no longer right click with it.

The cursor also gets very big for some reason when you're kicking the soccer ball but since that’s a lot easier to notice I didn’t bother screenshotting it.

[downbadmostofthetime]

I ranked all of the obey me songs so here are my rankings + my opinions

sorry for large wall of text idk how tumblr works tbh

25th: Our Destiny- Solomon

I listened to this song like once and then never again

This song is so bad I’m sorry

I can see why I never touched this song again after it came out oh my god

24th: On Your Way- Demon Brothers

Roblox Tycoon Music

First time listening and it’s eh

Yeah no I don’t like it

23rd: My Wish- Luke

I’m so sorry Luke I love you as a son you are my son my boy but this song just ain’t it

Sounds like a youtube gachatuber intro song

This song is not good I have nothing else to say

22nd: Telepathy- Beel and Belphie

Honestly I’ve never really liked this song

It’s cute but it’s just not my thing

Somehow I forgot Beel and Belphie were twins. I don’t know how but I did

SATOSHI ONISHI

Yeah I don’t really have much to say

21st: Arcadia- Lucifer

The guitar here is tasty

I don’t like the voice distortion. Also Lucifer sounds weird in some parts

I don’t really like the music after the first chorus. It sounds like it belongs somewhere else than in his song

I forgot how high-pitched Lucifer sounds here, it’s not a bad thing though it’s just a bit jarring

I don’t hate this song as much as I used to though (I think)

20th: It’s My Party- Demon Brothers

I forgot if this is the opening or the ending song

It’s a nice song I guess

The chorus hits but everything else misses

19th: Choose Me- Mammon, Levi and Asmo

Ah yes, the unfortunate leftovers forced to sing together (because Beel and Belphie have their twin dynamic and Lucifer and Satan have that hatred or whatever, if that makes sense)

This song is alright? I used to like it a lot more but now it’s just kinda bad

One of those songs that’d be overplayed on the radio that I would get sick of very quickly

I thought Asmo had an extra finger on the cover art

18th: Trigger- Levi, Asmo and Beel

The leftovers forced to sing together part 2 (Why are Levi and Asmo in both leftover songs)

When did this song come out (it came out today)

I don’t like this song much

Actually I lied it’s okay (I guess)

Why does Beel sound like the butler guy from Paradox Live

17th: Question Love- Simeon

Simeon my boy what did they do to you

I used to hate this song but it slowly grew on me

Another overplayed radio song

The cover art holy shit

Please give Simeon another character song Yu Hirata slayed but the song does him so dirty

Simeon sounds like his voice has been heavily autotuned(?)

16th: Are You Ready?- Mammon

Mammon sounds like he’s talking for most of the song (if not, all of it)

Rather than being an overplayed radio songs, it sounds like one of those gems that gets played once a month on the radio

This song is nice

15th: Rock On!!- Lucifer and Mammon

I actually like this song

I didn’t expect to like it as much as I do

I have nothing else to say

14th: With You- Demon Brothers

A slow song

I like this one

I also have nothing else to say really

13th: Dreamscape- Belphie

I love Satoshi Onishi btw his voice is so nice

This song is like a breath of fresh air and I love it

I don’t have much to say about this song other than I love Satoshi Onishi’s voice

12th: Take It Easy- Satan and Belphie

I like this song way more than I thought I would

This song is a huge vibe

11th: Read My Heart- Satan

It’s a nice and calming song, like Belphie’s, it’s a breath of fresh air

Shinya Sumi did such a great job here

I’m such a huge sucker for slow songs

Refreshed my brain thank you Satan Obey Me

10th: Eternal- Demon Brothers

Another breath of fresh air

I really like how this one sounds

This was my first time listening to this song and I really liked it!

It reminds me of when I cried to an a3 song (the slow song where every actor sings)

If I was deep into my Obey Me phase still I probably would’ve cried to this song today

9th: No.1- Diavolo

I went insane when this song came out

I was so happy to see that the side characters were getting songs that I exploded into a million pieces

I replayed the trailer so many times the full version did not disappoint

King

8th: My Chance!- Levi

I love the music in this song, it sounds like it belongs in a game

If I recall, Satoshi Kada didn’t really have much singing experience prior to this song

BUT HE ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS!!

This song has made me cry before

Leviathan my scrunkly

7th: Hungry Six Pack- Beel

GOD I LOVE SONGS LIKE THIS

This was the first song to come out after I got into Obey Me (January 2021) so it’s special to me in some way

I love how in some parts Beel sounds kind of desperate to get rid of his hunger, really adds more to him and his character

What kind of title is ‘Hungry Six Pack’ though 🤨

6th: Pomade- Asmo

I love Miura Ayme he solos

I’ve probably also cried to this song before

Sounds like an idol boy song that i’d hear 200+ times but actually like

Yes hit those high notes!! Pop off!!

Would anyone believe me if I said Asmo is my favourite demon brother

Ugly crying to his song rn (help me)

5th: Passion- Lucifer and Satan

I remember wanting this song to be a heavy metal duet . It’s not but I still like it

I think I went insane when this song came out

Such a banger

I think my dad likes this song

They harmonise so well!!

4th: Sinful Indulgence- Miura Ayme

THIS SONG IS SO GOOD FOR AN OPENING

I wish more people would listen to Miura’s songs it’s just banger after banger

I think my parents like this song

This song goes so hard Miura Ayme never misses

3rd: Celestial Ray- Miura Ayme

I did not know Celestial Ray was an Obey Me song

THIS SONG IS SO FUCKING GOOD

The slow part!! Before the chorus!!!!

Miura Ayme has never missed part 2

2nd: Loveless- Miura Ayme

Three Miura Ayme songs back to back

God I love Miura Ayme’s songs

I’ve cried to this song

IT’S SO FUCKING GOOD

Ugly crying at the chorus

Obey Me devs please let Miura Ayme make more songs for Obey Me. They all go so hard

THE SLOW PART OH MY GOD more ugly crying

1st: Crazy About You- Barbatos

I went fucking INSANE when the trailer for this song dropped

IT’S SUCH A GOOD SONG

God that chorus HITS. IT’S SO GOOD

I am the Barbatos Fan ever!!

I replayed the trailer for this song so many times when it came out

THE WHISPERING

This song sent me to the ER from how good it is

THE GUITAR SOLO??? HELLO?????

They should give Barbatos another solo song he slayed fr

[crushingcasanova]

1-50.

who is/are your comfort character(s)? I have a bunch, but Shiver from Splatoon 3 is a pretty big one! The other ones are kind of embarrassing so I’ll keep them to myself >_<

lighter or matches? Lighter!

do you leave the window open at night? I do not!

which cryptid being do you believe in? Nessie!

what color are your eyes? Brown

why did you do that? Do what? >_<

hair-ties or scrunchies? Hair ties for convenience but scrunchies are cute!

how many water bottles are in your room right now? None!

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee? Iced coffee is my favorite, so I guess cold!

would you slaughter the rich? Theoretically I suppose so? 

favorite extracurricular activity? Theater! 

what kind of day is it? It’s sunny and a good day! I have some fun plans so I’m excited! 

when was the last time you ate? Last night! 

do you love the smell of earth after it rains? Yes I do! 

are you a parent? (all answers qualify) I’m the parent of my plushies and nothing else! 

can you drive? Theoretically yes but I don’t have my license yet!

are you farsighted or nearsighted? I have an astigmatism but I’m nearsighted in one eye!

what hair products do you use? I don’t really use much except for normal shampoo and conditioner... sometimes I use a leave in conditioner when I go out! 

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails? I would! They wouldn’t be amazingly done though. 

do you say soda or pop? Soda! 

something you’ve kept since childhood? A certain childhood plushie of mine!

what type of person are you? There are so many ways to answer this... I’m just a very loving but shy person, I guess! 

how do you feel about chilly weather? Good, if I have a sweater on!

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing? Hanging out and doodling together!

perfume/body spray or lotion? Perfume!

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times? Going to a musical with someone I love!

about how many hours of sleep did you get? About 9 hours? I think?

do you wear a mask? I mean, not often. 

how do you like your shower water? Hot! 

is there dishes in your room? Nope! I never eat in my room! 

what type of music keeps you grounded? Splatoon Music!

do you have a favorite towel? Nope!

the last adventure you’ve been on? Probably a little walk and meetup I had with my best friend to go see a friend of mine in a show!

is there a song you know every word to by heart? I have like 14... Vending Machine of Love is the first one that comes to mind!

what’s your timezone? EST

how many times have you changed your url? Just once! 

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years? My theater best friend! I’ve known her since I was 5!

a soap bar that smells good? Irish Spring!

do you use lip balm? Every once in a while!

did you have any snacks today? Nope! I haven’t eaten anything yet today! 

how do you take your coffee? Usually iced and with a lot of sugar and chocolate!

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site? Discord and Instagram, and youtube! 

what’s your take on spicy foods? I like them!

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it? I’d probably pick someone who’s just not a good person... like a dictator of some sort?

can you remember what happened yesterday? Yes!

favorite holiday film? Santa Clause! It’s not very good, but I love watching it ironically. Either that or, for one that I actually like, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation!

what was the last message you sent? “Marigold is listening to my commentary” since Sol is on call as I’m writing these!

when did you first try an alcohol beverage? Never! 

can you skip rocks? Nope!

can i tag you in random stuff? Yes please!

[storiesbytoria]

currents

Thanks for the tag, @linz33y! This is my first time doing one of these, but here goes! Lol

Current Time: Early Evening

Current Mood: decent/mildly productive lol Had a weight training session, which usually puts me in a better mood, and I've been missing creating, so trying to get some more work in today!

Currently Thinking About: Coffee. My family gifted me a milk frother recently, and I've been obsessed with making little fancy coffee drinks now lol Also Sherlock and Jonathan. They've basically taken over my mind since I played Chapter One lol

Current Favorite Song: Buck by Coogie

Currently Reading: The Whole Art of Detection by Lyndsay Faye - I've just started, but if you enjoy Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, there is so much domesticity, even within the first chapters, that I would highly recommend! It was also written with ACD's writing style in mind, so it's been really fun to read! I haven't gotten around to reading ACD's original work, but I think this book will help get me into it at some point.

Currently Watching: I don't actually watch too many shows, but lately my siblings and I have been rewatching The Granada Television Series Sherlock Holmes with Jeremy Brett as Sherlock. It's become quite the comfort show for us, and Jeremy Brett is just perfection 🤍 Other recent rewatches include The Office, Kim's Convenience, and a teeny bit of Voltron. I’m not sure if replaying Frogwares Chapter One counts as currently watching lolll 

Current Wips: I'm actually trying to write a first draft for an original story! It's a friends-to-enemies-to lovers story about two childhood friends that are separated by opposing masteries - magic and martial arts - and are forced (after 10 years of not seeing each other) to work together on an important mission for their home kingdom. It's basically a fantasy, action/adventure, romance that explores the similarities between seemingly different practices - it's also gay lol if you think you might be interested, feel free to follow!

I've got the initial character designs and general plot here: https://www.tumblr.com/storiesbytoria/718942260275920896/introducing-the-maverick-project-official-title?source=share or my official website https://www.victoriadumeng.com/illustration

As for fanfiction, Frogwares' Sherlock Holmes games have overtaken my brain, so a lot of my ideas are for that fandom at the moment lol some things I have in the works (if I ever finish them) are:

Modern AU where Sherlock investigates a murder at the gym that Jon goes to (they don't know each other in this idea)

A possible AU where Sherlock and Watson find a real Jon during one of their investigations (set after The Awakened). This would be a chance for me to see how the three of them might interact together while solving a new case.

Maybe a Prince Jon and Advisor Sherlock AU? Lol I hinted at it in one of my current works on A03 where I just wrote little snippets of Sherry and Jon's time in Cordona: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47133772/chapters/118753966 (It's Chapter 4: Primrose Café)

[to-know-how-it-ends]

Hi theater kids!

I recently had the privilege to see the touring cast of Dear Evan Hansen!! It was beautifully done with a wonderful cast and great set.

Now. I know you all think Dear Evan Hansen is a bit (if not very) overrated. 

You are right. 

However.

I cannot deny that, despite it being overrated, it is an amazing show with stellar vocals, cool set design, and although the plot (and main character, tbh) is a bit problematic, it has some beautiful messages that I really connected to, as well as such gut-wrenchingly beautiful and painful songs that truly hit so hard I had to physically restrain myself from making noise while I was bawling. 

Our Evan, Pierce Wheeler (u/s) gave a different but welcome take to Evan that I didn’t see in Ben Platt’s version. Pierce seemed a lot more excited when talking to his mom and Jared. For example, you know the part where Heidi goes “I’m proud of you already!” In Ben’s version, his response is like a sarcastic-ish. “Oh. Good.” Whereas Pierce’s is “Oh! Good!” He seems like he has a better relationship with his mom, which makes it more painful when he can’t tell her how his day went because he doesn’t want her to worry (Yeah! Yeah... today was... (LONG AGONIZING PAUSE) it was a good day!) and when things eventually fall apart. He has a clear, beautiful voice that clearly conveys his every emotion. He also seemed actually like a high-schooler instead of a 30 year old man. His performance was absolutely amazing, I wish I could replay it in my head a million times. 

I loved our Heidi, Colleen Sexton, who accurately portrayed her exactly as I had always imagined her from listening to the soundtrack, if with, dare I say, a little more emotion than I had remembered. (that being said, I’ve never seen any other cast but this and that one bootleg of the obc) My mom was watching with me, and told me after the show that she related way too much with Heidi. All the songs were beautiful (and painful, tbh) , but to be honest, (and this is a song I’ll usually skip if it comes up on my playlist) Colleen’s “So Big/So Small” absolutely broke me. I related so much to the themes and the topics in the song. There was a recent moment in my life where I was so certain my mom would hate me, but instead, she, like Heidi, said that she will be right here with me. All in all, wonderful performance.

One scene that I really loved was at the end of You Will Be Found where Larry absolutely broke down and just let Cynthia hug him. It was so sweet and so impactful.

The rest of the cast were all wonderful, their voices were beautiful, and the messages of the show left me feeling hopeful, despite how desperate and painful life can seem. 

So yes, Dear Evan Hansen is overrated. But it truly gave me so much validation about the way I’ve been feeling for so long and some really wonderful messages that, even if cheesy, I will hold with myself forever.

 - mimi

[libertys-lovers]

“Flug does not personally like music. This is because he has yet to hear music that makes him feel”

This is a tidbit from his wiki’s trivia section that I think about a lot. Or, more so, I love trying to think of exceptions to this rule.

For example, I love imagining that Never Gonna Give You Up was the first song that made him feel (though this is mainly a joke HC based off the Rick Roll the show did). But really, I like imagining that his “liked” songs wouldn’t be because the song itself really made him feel. Instead, he likes them or “feels” from them because they were directly linked to fond memories of his. And because I’m on a self-ship account, that has to include fond memories with us… or him and Inkwell. You get the gist.

I’ve already written about how Daisy Bell became a relevant song for Blueprints (though I should rewrite that scenario tbh), but today my fueling song is When You Wish Upon A Star. I was listening to it, and the thought came that it’d make a really cute lullaby to sing to the Kiddo F/Os. And then the scenario popped up of Inkwell singing it to 505. Maybe Flug’s voice hurt too much to sing 505 a lullaby that night, or maybe he noticed Inkwell giggling at his chloroform lullabies and challenged her to try to sing. Either way, Inkwell’s now sitting next to 505 and singing him to sleep.

Flug’s standing there, admiring the scene unfolding before him. Part of it might be because her voice is soft and kinda nice, but I think he’s mainly admiring it because of the implied bond. The fact she’s acting so motherly to his son, and the fact his son is in such peace & happiness during this moment; Flug can’t help but find it a bit beautiful. Maybe the choice in song helped a tad, since it’s real nostalgic and a gorgeous piece on its own, but really she could’ve picked any song to sing. It’s just a tender moment by the moonlight that really sold it to him.

And as Inkwell finishes singing & 505’s deeply asleep, she rises to her feet and giggles at how cute that entire moment was. She’s getting ready to leave, but she notices Flug standing there, watching with lidded eyes & a smile visible through creases on his paper bag. Of course, he immediately snaps out of his entranced state once he sees Inkwell noticed, but he still thanks her & accepts a kiss on the cheek before she heads out.

I don’t think he’d start, like, listening to that song all the time after this. But I think that moment would replay in his head sometimes, or he’d start humming it while working without realizing it. Either way, that night became a core memory for him, and that song a part of it.

[lord-shitbox]

entire ask game. send me asks too or ill bite you really ahrd

assuming you said this for the 'weirder asks' game. godbless

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

Gozu and mezu

lighter or matches?

I like lighters more but i only have a matchbox (the striking paper on it is shit anyways)

do you leave the window open at night?

ye

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

none

what color are your eyes?

brown

why did you do that?

do wot

hair-ties or scrunchies?

Hair ties

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

None. 2 glasses and a mason jar though 

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

Cold. on ice

would you slaughter the rich?

Idc about killing them i just want their wealth redistributed

favorite extracurricular activity?

Fucking around at the grocery store en masse

what kind of day is it?

Did not do a single piece of schoolwork but i did every other possible task

when was the last time you ate?

Within the hour. Had a bowl of rice on my desk

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

ya

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

no

can you drive?

no

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

nearsighted

what hair products do you use?

none

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

If you want me to ya

do you say soda or pop?

soda

something you’ve kept since childhood?

A lot of things. Stuffed animals, jewelry

what type of person are you?

chilling

how do you feel about chilly weather?

👍 but i prefer mild temperatures. The kind of just-barely cold that isnt really cold. I don’t like wearing lots of clothes

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Depends on who you are. for u specifically, probly not much

perfume/body spray or lotion?

Mmmm…i dont own any body spray but i have mixed feelings about the texture of lotion. It’s not actually that bad but i don’t like putting wet stuff on me (same genre of sensory dislike as wearing lots of clothing)

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

Uh.. like daydream? There’s one i used to have but its really really edgy and embarrassing 

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

Last night, 12. On weekdays its like 6

do you wear a mask?

No sorry

how do you like your shower water?

warm

is there dishes in your room?

Yes leave me alone

what type of music keeps you grounded?

Heavy stuff. Like fast and hard noises. Nothing slow

do you have a favorite towel?

yeah

the last adventure you’ve been on?

Went 2 bowser movie wth an extended group of people last night and afterwards we walked to winco and did funny things in shopping carts

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

Tbh…no. Im really good at remembering song lyrics in general but i dont think there are any in particular i memorize

what’s your timezone?

Doxx me why don’t you

how many times have you changed your url?

Never <3

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

Uhh.. not really? Am not in much contact with childhood close friends (theres one ive seen a few times recently but we haven’t actually talked). I believe i’ve known tuna for upcoming 8yrs though

a soap bar that smells good?

I dont like bar soap i like the liquid kinds. Old spice

do you use lip balm?

During dry lip season (i forget when this is) my lips get dry as fuck 

did you have any snacks today?

ye

how do you take your coffee?

With ice and chocolate in it

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

Discord & instagram 

what’s your take on spicy foods?

yum (reasonable spice tolerance)

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Nobody…i hate some people 2 death (i dont think about them so i forget who they are) but theyre not bothering me rn so idc

can you remember what happened yesterday?

Bowser moive

favorite holiday film?

Year without a santa claus (IM MR FREEZE MISER)

what was the last message you sent?

“so far i think the only red text thats restricted to origin is mhin's”

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

Idk ive had sips in young youth. Parents would give me some so i could go “wow this tastes nasty” and not crave any ever (they were right for this)

can you skip rocks?

I may have done it successfully like twice in my life

can i tag you in random stuff?

Ya sure

[goforth-ladymidnight]

Hello, it's me I'm the problem your secret santa again!! Your gift is coming along nicely! Today I wanted to ask what song(s) you associate with Tamlin/Briar or/and what are your favorite songs in general 🎅

Hello! ❤️

Before I start this list, let me just say that I'm so, so eager to see the finished piece! *excited hand clapping*

I’m not sure how to describe my taste in music, except “hodgepodge”. I’m one of the rare people in this fandom who is not a “Swiftie”. 😐 I like a handful of her songs, but that tends to be true with most of the artists I listen to, especially the conventionally popular artists. I like a song or two, and that’s about it. (So... Can we still be friends? haha)

On to the list! I went through my YouTube likes, the songs on my phone, Spotify, etc., and here are a handful of songs that feel very Brilin to me.

1. “Can’t Help Falling in Love (With You)”. It’s a simple classic love song, and the lyrics are so perfect. Cliche, maybe, cheesy, sure, but I like it anyway. 🥰 Fun fact, the lyrics were originally written for a woman’s perspective, so the verse: “Shall I stay, Would it be a sin, If I can’t help, Falling in love with him?” was changed when Elvis recorded it. A few of my favorite covers can be found on YouTube, if you want to check them out: Chase Eagleson (male cover); Alyssa Baker (female cover); as well as Boyce Avenue (male cover, also one of my absolute favorite cover artists).

2. “Monster” by Imagine Dragons [for Tamlin]

3. “Fix You” by Coldplay - cover by Alex Goot

4. “Start of Time” by Gabrielle Aplin [for Briar]

5. “Carry You” by Ruelle, Fleurie

Honorable Mention: "Dandelions" by Ruth B. [I've seen this song recommended for both Feylin and Brilin, and while I do like it, it's -obviously- not in my top 5.]

I think that’s a good start. 😊 I have mood/ambient music I listen to for writing, but I thought you might prefer music with words.

You also asked what my favorite songs in general are, so if you’ll indulge me, I will say that my overall vibe lately would probably qualify as Easy Listening. One of my all-time favorite songs that just haunts me is “Wicked Game” as covered by Ursine Vulpine and Annaca. The lyrics would probably fit Feysand better than any other ACOTAR couple, but I discovered it before I joined the fandom, so even though that’s not my favorite ship, I still love the song and replay it often.

Lewis Capaldi is one of the few artists whose work I’ve played on repeat as well, and the covers on YouTube are just as good, especially “Someone You Loved” by Jennel Garcia. Beyond that, Josh Groban, Hayley Westenra, Adele... I seem to prefer Easy Listening to Pop, but like I said, if I like the song, it goes into my collection. Some of the pop artists I still listen to include N*Sync, the Backstreet Boys, and Britney Spears (from my teenage years). In case you couldn’t guess, yes, I was a 90s kid. 😁

I had a lot of fun going through my music. I even found a few oldies but goodies to add to my rotation, so thanks for that. 💞 And thanks for dropping by! As always, my inbox is open. 😊