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Gimme 4 and 20!

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[americannoteven]

grrrrrr someone drill it through my head that “love” is not this weird binary thing that needs to be either platonic/family vs romantic but that it’s a bunch of shit that can’t be explained and just uhhhuhhuhhhuhhh

[harringtonstilinski]

Always The Babysitter - Chapter Three: Holly, Jolly

Author:@harringtonstilinski​ Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) (eventually) Word Count: 3,368 Warnings: lil’ bit of angst, lil’ bit of fluff, flashback Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! I'm sorry this is late! All is explained in A/N2. If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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I couldn’t tell you when I fell asleep, but what I could tell you was that I had woken up to a tapping sensation on my arm, my name being quietly called.

“Olivia, can you take me home now?” Nancy asked.

Sitting up, I stretched some and nodded my head. She had asked me where Barb was, but I didn’t have a clue, telling Nancy that she might’ve just walked home, at seeing me sleeping.

When I got home after taking Nancy home, I tried not to make any noise to wake my mom up, but I wasn’t anticipating her being up. So, when I saw her sitting in her chair with our cat, Mews, I jumped out of my skin. “Jesus, Mom. You scared me.”

“Livvie, where have you been?” she asked, petting the cat.

There’s no sense in lying. “I went to Steve’s.”

“I thought you went–”

“To Steve’s. Not the assembly.”

“Was Nancy there?”

Lie. “No. I dropped her off at the assembly before going alone. I’m sorry. I should’ve called.” I walked over to her, hearing her take a deep breath.

“Why do you smell like chlorine?” she asked.

“Steve pushed me in the pool,” I explained. “It’s late. Can I sleep? I swear, I’ll explain everything in the morning.”

“Are you two friends again?”

I sighed. “Not exactly.”

~~~

The next morning, Dustin asked that I follow him to the Wheeler house. I guess they had some explaining to do with El. When we got there, Mike launched into his explanation about how El knows Will is in what they’re calling the Upside Down. Dustin, Lucas and Mike all three explained to me that El took their D&D board, flipped it over to show the blackside, or bottom, of the board and put the Demogorgon character piece on it.

“So, Will is in the Upside Down, and he’s running or hiding from the Demogorgon?” I questioned.

“Yes,” El answered.

“We have a plan,” Mike said. “We tell our parents that we have AV club after school. That’ll give us at least a few hours for Operation Mirkwood.”

“You seriously think that the weirdo knows where Will is?” Lucas asked.

“Just trust me on this,” Mike said, looking at Lucas. “Did you get the supplies?”

Lucas reached into his bag, pulling out different items and naming them off as he did. “Binoculars… from ‘Nam. Army knife… also from ‘Nam. Hammer, camouflage bandana… and the wrist rocket.”

“You’re gonna take out the Demogorgon with a slingshot?” Dustin asked.

“First of all, it’s a wrist rocket. And second of all, the Demogorgon’s not real. It’s made up. But if there is something out there, I’m gonna shoot it in the eye… and blind it.”

“Dustin, what did you get?” Mike asked my brother.

He took his backpack and dumped out a bunch of snacks.

I gasped. “You little shit! You took my Pringles!” I grabbed the can from the table, opening the can to take a crisp out. Popping it into my mouth, I sighed happily.

“We got Nutty Bars–” Dustin started.

“Thank you,” I interrupted, grabbing the pack of Nutty Bars.

“Bazooka, Pez, Smarties, Nilla Wafers, apple, banana and trail mix.”

“Seriously?” Lucas deadpanned.

“We need energy for our travels, for stamina.”

“And why do you need all these weapons anyway?” I asked, popping another crisp into my mouth.

“We have her,” Dustin added, gesturing towards El.

“She shut one door!” Lucas said.

“With her mind!” Dustin and I answered.

“Are you kidding me?” Dustin continued. “That’s insane!”

“Imagine all the other cool stuff she could do,” I smiled.

Dustin went over to the chair that was sitting beside the couch that El was leaning in. Pulling back a blanket to reveal a Millennium Falcon toy, he said, “I bet she can make this fly!” He picked it up, turning to face the preteen girl. Holding it out, he told her to concentrate before letting go of it, the toy falling straight to the floor. Picking it back up, he wanted to try again, but to no avail.

Running to pick up the toy, Mike told Dustin that El isn’t a dog before Mrs. Wheeler called for the boys, telling them it was time for school. Lucas, Dustin and I raced upstairs while Mike stayed down in the basement with El for a few more moments. When he came outside, we all got on our bikes and pedaled our way to school.

~~~

I was standing at my locker when I noticed Nancy walking up from the corner of my eye. When she reached her own locker, she opened it and went to put her things into it when Steve showed up out of seemingly nowhere, slamming her door the rest of the way open.

“Hey,” he said, smiling. Doing a double take, he looked back at me, smiling. “Hey, Liv.”

Nancy said her hello’s back, albeit with a semi-nervous tone to her voice. I looked at her confused as Steve asked, “Everything okay?” “Yeah!” she answered. “Yeah, totally. I just…” She looked off to the side, looking at everyone as she voiced, “I feel like everyone’s… staring at me.”

“Oh, I didn’t…” Steve said, looking back at me before looking back at Nance. “We didn’t tell anyone.”

“I don’t even know what happened,” I said, grabbing a book from my locker.

“I know,” Nancy said. “I know. Of course not. But what about, like, Tommy and Carol and them?”

“You’re being paranoid,” Steve said. 

Looking at Nancy from behind Steve, I said, “I’ll take care of those assholes if they did. Don’t worry about them.”

Nancy looked in between Steve and I for a few seconds before her eyes locked on Steve’s as she said, “I’m sorry.”

“No. No, it’s cute,” Steve said. “Hey. I had a good time.”

“Yeah,” Nance said. “Yeah, me too.”

Steve leaned in towards her and that’s when I checked out for a moment before feeling a couple of taps on my shoulder. I turned my head and watched as Steve walked off to his first class… which, coincidentally, was the same class that I had.

Three classes drug on before it was lunch, and I was hungry! I sat on Steve’s left and started to pick at my meal as Tommy was talking about something I wasn’t paying attention to, but just couldn’t help but listen to.

“That’s why science doesn’t make any damn sense to me,” he said. 

“No, I swear, look at this,” Carol said. “It’s totally frostbite.”

“Can’t be,” I said. “You’d have to be in the straight cold with no warmth whatsoever. It was a heated pool.”

She rolled her eyes at me, but I just smiled at her, knowing I was fully correct… maybe.

“Well, then, if it’s not frostbite, then what is it, oh smart one?” she asked.

“I don’t care what it is, it’s disgusting, get it off the table, we’re eating here,” Steve said.

I pushed my tray away, not having an appetite anymore before I noticed Steve pushed his tray closer to me. Even though we weren’t as close as we once were, it was nice that he still remembered certain things. Like, offering some of his lunch because my mom would forget to pack lunch for me or give me lunch money.

“Hey, Tommy,” Nancy said. “When you left, did you see Barb?”

“What?” he asked.

“Barbra,” Nance informed. “She’s not here today.”

“I seriously have no idea who you’re talking about.”

“Don’t be an ass,” I said, agitated with him. “Did you see her leave or not?”

He gave me a death glare, but I held my own as he eyed Steve before replying, “No, she was gone when we left.”

“Probably couldn’t stand listening to all that moaning,” Carol said, her and Tommy faking sexual moans of Steve’s name.

I stood up and grabbed my stuff, saying, “Is there any serious situation that you two don’t reference sex to?” I walked away from the table, and out of the cafeteria, going straight for my locker. I opened it, angrily grabbing at a cigarette before a hand stopped me.

“When did you start smoking?” 

I sighed and closed my eyes. “Don’t you have your little minions to tend to?” I looked up at Steve, seeing concern written in his eyes. I sighed again, this time through my nose. “I’m fine. It’s just… hard hearing all that.”

He looked around, before leaning a little closer to me. “You don’t–”

“No, I remember,” I said, my eyes dancing between his own hazel orbs. Vividly. It was something I thought about all the time. I really wished I didn’t, but the memories from that night just wouldn’t stop coming back every time I closed my eyes. “I’ll see you after school, okay?”

I walked away from Steve, cigarette in hand. I went to his car and sat on the hood like I always did and lit the stick. I took a couple puffs, deciding that smoking wasn’t my thing. I guess I had sat out here for longer than I had anticipated because the next thing I knew, everyone was coming out of the school, laughter and chatter filling the air. 

I watched as Steve made his way towards me, leaning against the front end of his car and sighed.

“If you’re gonna sit on my car–”

“I have to ask first, I know,” I sighed. I messed with my pants leg for a moment, not wanting to ruin anything.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Steve said, “You don’t have to ask. Just… don’t scuff it.”

We locked eyes for a moment before we both started snickering. Nicole made her way towards us, nervously telling Steve something about Jonathan that put me on high alert. Steve asked me to come with them, so I did, sitting behind Steve on Jonathan’s trunk.

When the oldest Byers boy walked up his car, he looked at Steve, myself, the horndogs Tommy and Carol, and Nicole.

“What’s going on?” Jonathan asked, everyone but me moving towards him.

“Nicole here was telling us about your work,” Steve said. 

“We’ve heard great things,” Carol said.

“Yeah, sounds cool,” Tommy said.

Steve looked back at me, but I just shook my head and looked ahead, not liking where this was going. Turning back to Jonathan, he said, “We’d just love to take a look. Ya’know, as… connoisseurs of art.”

I scoffed and looked at my shoes, already knowing where this was headed. But how far was it heading? I couldn’t tell you that.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jonathan said, trying to get to his car.

Tommy quickly snatched his backpack from him, basically being a seventh grade bully. 

“Please, give me my bag,” Jonathan pleaded as Tommy tossed the bag to Steve.

Steve turned to face me, saying, “He’s totally trembling. He must really have something to hide.” I had to quickly move my arms out of the way as Steve put the bag on my lap, rummaging through it to find some black and white pictures. He moved to lean on the car so that I could see over his shoulder at the pictures.

What I saw shocked me to my core; all of us. Last night at Steve’s. I looked at Jonathan, who had an almost sad look to his face. I never thought of Jonathan as a creepy stalker. I guess it’s always the quiet ones.

“This isn’t creepy at all,” Carol said.

Jonathan looked me dead in the face and said, “I was looking for my brother.”

My heart softened a little at his words before Steve said, “No. No, this is called stalking.”

A few seconds later, Nancy showed up, asking, “What’s going on?”

“Here’s the starring lady,” Tommy said.

“Don’t you have a shower to go take or something?” I said, animosity to my tone.

“What?” Nancy asked.

“This creep was spying on us last night,” Carol informed. “He was probably gonna save this one for later.” She handed Nancy a photo that I quickly saw a glimpse of; Nancy with her back to the camera, taking off her shirt.

Tapping my knee, Steve said, “See, you can tell that he knows it was wrong, but… that’s the thing about perverts.” He moved closer to Jonathan, fixing his collar. “It’s hardwired into ‘em. Ya’know, they just can’t help themselves.” He ripped up the photo in his hands before tossing the pieces up in Jonathan’s face. “So, you just have to take away his toy.”

“Steve,” I muttered. “Don’t.”

“No, please, not the camera,” Jonathan begged.

Steve looked me in the eyes as Jonathan spoke. I didn’t want to, but the look in his eyes was pleading with me to play along. I knew Steve wasn’t like this; a bully. He was just putting on an act for Tommy and Carol.

I relented and gave him the camera as Tommy moved toward Jonathan to stop him from trying to get his camera from Steve.

“No, no, wait, wait… Tommy, Tommy,” Steve said, handing the camera out to the Byers boy. “Here ya go, man.” 

When Jonathan reached out for his camera, Steve dropped it, breaking it. I hopped off the car and shoved his arm back while exclaiming his name. We locked eyes for a moment before I could see the instant regret in his eyes.

“Come on, the game’s about to start.” Steve walked away, the other three following behind as Nancy and I stood in our spots before she bent down to help Jonathan. I started walking towards the group, wanting to get on my bike and ride home.

When I made it to Steve he put his hand on my shoulder, stopping me. “I know you’re angry, but please stay.”

“Angry isn’t the word I’d use,” I said, quietly.

“What word–”

“Disappointed,” I said, looking him in the eyes. “This isn’t the Steve I know, the Steve I grew up with. Where’s that Steve? How do I get him back?” Our eyes danced around each other for a moment before he snapped back to his own version of reality, calling out Nancy’s name.

I rolled my eyes and walked inside, sitting in front of my locker.

~~~

“So, I told Mr. Mundy, the solution of ten plus y equals… blow me,” Carol explained.

“I guess you’re not doing well in math,” I said as Tommy laughed at her.

“If you did that, you’d be in detention right now,” Steve said.

“Saturday,” Carol said.

“I bet Mr. Mundy’s still a virgin,” Tommy voiced.

I was looking down at the paper in my lap when I quietly said, “You sure you’re not still a virgin?” Well, I thought I said it quietly when a pen was launched in my direction. I grabbed it from the ground and smiled. “Sweet. Mine was getting low on ink.”

Nancy walked in front of me, so I followed her with my eyes as Steve said, “Nance, where you going?” Making up a lie on the spot, she stammered, “I totally forgot. I told my mom I would, uhm… I would do something with her.”

Standing, Steve said, “What do you mean? The game’s about to start.”

Not turning back, she said, “I’m sorry.” Turning to face Tommy and Carol before facing me, Steve sighed and asked, “What the hell’s wrong with her?” I shrugged. “Dunno. Haven’t really talked to her much.”

“Maybe she freaked out when you all psycho on the psycho,” Tommy said, laughing.

“Ah, give me a break,” Steve said.

I scoffed, packing up my bag. Standing, I said, “Well, what the hell did you expect, dating Miss Perfect?”

We almost had a little bit of a standoff, Steve and I. But, before it could actually get to that point, I chuckled, looking away for a moment before I started to walk away. I turned back around, looking back at Steve. “Ya’know what? I’m done. When you find my best friend, drop me a line.”

~~~

I was on my way home when I heard sirens, and I immediately thought about Dustin. So, in my haste to try and find him, I started with covering the places I knew he’d probably be at, and when he wasn’t at the Wheeler’s, the Sinclair’s, or our house, I checked one more place; the Byers.

Jonathan wasn’t home, which I couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I really wanted to apologize on Steve’s behalf for what he’d done to his camera. When I heard leaves ruffling to my left, I was high alert.

“Oh, my god,” I breathed. Running to my little brother, I gave him a hug, squeezing him. “Don’t ever scare me like that again.”

“Where were you?” Mike asked. “I thought you were coming with us after school?”

“Sorry, something came up. Wait, why are you here?” I looked at all the kids, the last one I spotted being El.

“Here,” she said.

“Yeah, this is the Byers’ house,” I said, crossing my arms.

“Hiding.”

“No, no, this is where he lives,” Mike said. “He’s missing from here. Understand?”

“El,” I said, gaining the girl's attention. “Sweetie, what are you doing here?”

“She said he’s hid–” “Thank you, Michael,” I said, looking at him with wide eyes.

“I swear, if we walked all the way out here for nothing–” Dustin said.

“That’s exactly what we did!” Lucas exclaimed. “I told you she didn’t know what the hell she was talking about!” Pointing to Dustin and Lucas, I said, “Both of you can calm the hell down.” Looking back at El, I gently asked, “El, why did you bring them here?”

“Liv, don’t waste your time with her,” Lucas said. 

“What do you want to do then?” I asked. 

“Call the cops–”

“We’re not  calling the cops! I promised Hopper I’d keep you guys from going out last night. We can’t call them!”

“Hey, guys,” Dustin said. I looked behind me, faintly hearing the sirens.

Lucas was going on about something when Dustin yelled, “Guys!” before the cops and ambulances drove by. We all quickly got on our bikes and followed the cars to the quarry. The five of us watched as they turned a body over in the water, the clothes the same exact ones that Will was wearing three nights ago when he went missing.

Tears sprang to my eyes as I put my hand over my mouth. I grabbed Dustin, giving him the tightest hug. I didn’t know what I was going to say to Jonathan in the morning when this all got out.

Mike voiced his opinion on the body not being Will’s and that it couldn’t be until Lucas confirmed that it really was Will. El tried saying Mike’s name, but he freaked out on her, saying that she was supposed to help them find Will alive. In his heartbreak, Mike quickly got on his bike and went back home, leaving El behind.

I told Dustin and Lucas to make sure she got home safely before my little brother asked where I was going. I told him I needed to take care of something before I went home and to not wait up for me.

Setting my bike down at my destination, I knocked on the door and rang the doorbell before taking a moment to breathe. 

The doors opened, followed by a very confused voice saying my name. “What are you–?”

“They just found his body,” I cried.

“Whose body?” Steve asked.

“Will, the kid that’s missing. They found him in the quarry,” I sobbed. Before I could fall to my knees, Steve put his arms around me, guiding me inside his house. I didn’t say any information he didn’t already know, which was what everyone else knew.

He offered me some water and a blanket, but I just shook my head at him, wiping my tears away.

Steve understood and led me upstairs to his room, where we both laid together in his bed as I cried like I used to.

In this moment, I really felt like I had my best friend back, but only time will tell.steve harrington x olovia henderson

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A/N 2:  hi, friends! so, reason for the late upload is because my daughter needed to go to the doctors 'cause she was with her aunt, who said that she was having some drainage. turns out, she has strep. so, because of me having to do that, i never edited and uploaded this chapter. but, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox.

Additional Note: i know that some of y’all are waiting to see your requests, and i promise i’ll get to them. the writer’s block hit really bad with them. atb is the only thing i have motivation to write/post for at the moment.

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i am currently high and running on zero braincells (i took an edible and have a pure brainrot playlist playing rn) and i'm just switching between writing a silly little situation between my and a friend's characters, and working on a fresh dough snippet one shot of nilla and chili

also on the fresh dough note, onyx cream is a wolf, and first cream is a marten like cream ferret, oh and whipped cream is a sort of chimera mix between an otter and a swan

like he has the chest and shoulder feathers of a licorice siren or a sweet angel, but he has the tail and half-digitigrade legs of a mustelidae, more specifically a lutrinae aka otter

oh yeah adding to the list of birds in fresh dough, cream soda is a cerulean warbler, she's not an angel or a siren, she's literally just a bird with nothing else, pretty much same case as black raisin

and continuing on the originally from toa list, crushed pepper is a bear, and chamomile is an arctic fox, lemon vest is a sparrow, and twisted donut is another puppy like custard :}

OOOO YES YES!!!

[inthenameofallthingsholy]

Barbie Academia Things

Reading feminine/feminist books in public

Watching a legally blonde and clueless double feature

Going to a thrift store and buying vintage barbie memorabilia or flower themed teasets/hankerchiefs

If in school, decorating your locker with pink. If out of school, decorating your car/dorm with pink

Magazine cutouts in locker/bedroom walls

Having your study and workout playlist being the same feminine songs

Wearing matching sets

Learning Calligraphy

Handwriting thank-you notes for Birthday Gifts, Job Interviews, College Interviews, Scholarship interviews, Anything really. (Alternatively, download calligraphy fonts on your computer and make E-cards on Google Docs to print or Email)

Giving your teachers flowers, perfume, room spray, gift baskets, or homemade baked goods for teacher appreciation day. (Even the ones you don’t like) Make sure to include a handwritten/E-card too!

Buy/make an initial necklace

wear headbands that match your vibe/look

buy perfume/body spray that smells like fruit or baked goods

Clean your room while listening to music/feminist podcast

Do cute little things to remind you that you are so smart because you are, like crossword puzzles or jigsaw puzzles with pretty pictures. Or wordle (Use Heart as your first word, thank me later) Also Taylor Swift Logic Puzzles on Sporcle

Write (or type) your notes with specific highlights and cute handwriting (or fonts)

Buy cute and/or fuzzy pens!!

Eat Nilla Wafers with marshmallow fluff or nutella (Trust me)

Pack your own cute lunches!

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Nilla Allin's "BANDS" Remix: A Hip-Hop Anthem of Empowerment and Swag

In the world of hip-hop, remixes have become a way for artists to put their unique spin on popular tracks and showcase their creativity. One such standout is the talented artist Nilla Allin, who has taken the already infectious song "DELI" by ICE SPICE and turned it into a fierce and captivating anthem titled "BANDS." This blog post delves into the fiery lyrics and the stylish music video that make Nilla Allin's "BANDS" remix a must-listen.

Unleashing the Swag: Nilla Allin doesn't hold back in her new remix, "BANDS." From the opening lines, "I need them bands, I want the yen, I want the guap," she sets the tone for a track that celebrates financial empowerment and confidence. The lyrics express a desire for success, money, and being in control of one's destiny. The song's theme of independence and ambition resonates with many, making it a powerful anthem for up-and-coming artists and entrepreneurs.

Embodying Fearlessness: With fearless and unapologetic lyrics, Nilla Allin proves she's a force to be reckoned with. The confident lines, "Ain’t ever scared of these hoes, all of my bitches is lit and we all trained to go," showcase her determination and unwavering self-assurance. This authenticity and boldness make "BANDS" not just a song but a statement of strength and resilience.

The Swagger-Filled Music Video: Accompanying the remix is an equally captivating music video that complements the track's vibe. Shot with flair and style, the video features Nilla Allin, surrounded by her crew, bringing their A-game. Candid shots of her youth football team at practice and the artist performing at the playground add an authentic touch to the video, showcasing the importance of her community and roots.

The YOLO Mentality: In the midst of her powerful verses, Nilla Allin brings out the YOLO (You Only Live Once) spirit, emphasizing that life should be lived to the fullest. Her catchy repetition of "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, YOLO THE MOTTO!" reinforces the message that she's all about embracing life's moments and going after her dreams with passion and gusto.

Conclusion: Nilla Allin's "BANDS" remix is a testament to her artistry and the impact of hip-hop in empowering and inspiring others. The track's bold lyrics and captivating music video provide a glimpse into Nilla Allin's unique style and artistic vision. With its catchy beats and unapologetic attitude, "BANDS" is sure to resonate with both fans of ICE SPICE's "DELI" and new listeners alike. So, if you're looking to add some swag and empowerment to your playlist, make sure to check out Nilla Allin's "BANDS" remix on all major platforms.

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Top Songs of 1952 - Hits of 1952 [70 years ago] Top Songs of 1952 including: Al Martino - Here In My Heart, Amália Rodrigues - Foi Deus, André Claveau - Moulin-Rouge, Antonio Machín – Madrecita, Big Mama Thornton - Hound Dog, Bill Haley & The Saddlemen - Rock This Joint, Bing Crosby - The Isle Of Innisfree, Brownie McGhee - So Much Trouble and many more! Subscribe to our channel to see more of our content! https://www.facebook.com/hits1000top https://twitter.com/Hits10001 1. Al Martino - Here In My Heart 2. Amália Rodrigues - Foi Deus 3. André Claveau - Moulin-Rouge 4. Antonio Amaya - Doce cascabeles 5. Antonio Machín - Madrecita 6. Big Mama Thornton - Hound Dog 7. Bill Haley & The Saddlemen - Rock This Joint 8. Bing Crosby - The Isle Of Innisfree 9. Brownie McGhee - So Much Trouble 10. Claude Robin - Deux petits chaussons 11. Claudio Villa - Fra Napule e Milano 12. Dalva de Oliveira - Kalú 13. Doris Day - A Guy is a Guy 14. Eddie Fisher - Wish You Were Here 15. Esquire Boys - Rock a Beatin' Boogie 16. Gene Kelly – Singin’ In The Rain 17. Georges Brassens - La Mauvaise Réputation 18. Georgia Gibbs - Kiss Of Fire 19. Guy Mitchell - Feet Up (Pat Him On The Po-Po 20. Hermanas Fleta - Pénjamo 21. Jo Stafford ~ You Belong To Me 22. Kay Starr - The Wheel of Fortune 23. Lale Andersen - Blaue Nacht am Hafen 24. Line Renaud - Ma petite folie 25. Lola Flores - Ay, Pena, Penita, Pena 26. Louis Prima – The Bigger The Figure 27. Luis Mariano - L' amour est un bouquet de violettes 28. Marlene - Lata D'água 29. Merrill Moore - Corrine, Corrina 30. Nat King Cole - Somewhere Along the Way 31. Nati Mistral - Dos Cruces 32. Nilla Pizzi - Vola Colomba 33. Nora Ney - Ninguém me Ama 34. Oscar Carboni - Madonna delle rose 35. Patti Page - I Went To Your Wedding 36. René Carol - Rote Rosen, rote Lippen, roter Wein 37. Rosemary Clooney - Half as much 38. Sergio Bruni - La funtanelle 39. Vera Lynn - Auf Wiederseh’n Sweetheart 40. Zarah Leander - Wunderbar Related Searches: Greatest Hits of 1952, Best Jukebox 1952 Playlist, Late 1952 Non Stop , Top 1952 Non Stop, Mix 1952 Compilation, Best 1952 List, Late 1952 UK, Best 1952 Playlist, Best 1952 Non Stop, Best 1952 Video, Greatest 1952 Non Stop, Mix 1952 Playlist, Best Jukebox 1952 List, List of 1952 Mix, Top 1952 USA, Best Songs of 1952, Top Music 1952, Hits of 1952 Relate Hashtags: #songsof1952 #hits1952 #songs1952 #listof1952mix #hits1952 #bestsongs1952 #classic1952playlist #greatest1952nonstop #best1952list #best1952video #top1952mix #greatest1952video #mix1952playlist #top1952nonstop #mix1952compilation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZJ2tXzK1lo

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It also might be because I was listening to my violence playlist for like an hour, alongside the nilla wafers thing

Ive never been the smartest man

Ok holy shit this headache actually really sucks, I already took tylenol so its not as bad as it would be but my entire brain still feels sore oughggfuck. God gives his ouchiest headaches to his tiredest soldiers

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List of songs mentioned in this Sanremo 2022 sketch by Maria Chiara Giannetta and Maurizio Lastrico

I'm not going to translate everything since its going to take too much time. It's a really long list, more then 70 songs at least, these are the ones i found: Also i created a Spotify Playlist with all the songs: click here

- Buongiorno Italia, buongiorno Maria (Toto Cutugno - L'italiano) - Grazie dei Fiori (Nilla Pizzi - Grazie dei fiori) - Prego, grazie, scusi, tornerò (Adriano Celentano - Grazie, Prego, Scusi) - Quanta fretta, ma dove corri, dove vai? (Edoardo Bennato - Il gatto e la volpe) - A prendere il latte, devo dirti qualche cosa che riguarda noi due (Gianni Morandi - Fatti mandare dalla mamma) - Mi sono informato, c'è un treno che parte alle sette e quaranta (Lucio Battisti - 7 e 40) - E adesso siediti, su quella seggiola (Riccardo Cocciante - Bella senz'anima) - Cerco un centro di gravità permanente (Franco Battiato - Centro di gravità permanente) - Questa di Marinella è una storia vera? (Fabrizio De Andrè - La canzone di Marinella) - Lo sai che la Tachiprina 500 se ne prendi due (Calcutta - Paracetamolo) - Poi me ne restano mille (Fedez, Achille Lauro, Orietta Berti - MILLE) - Dimmi la verità (Sergio Endrigo - Dimmi la verità) - Perché la verità tu non l'hai detta mai (Little Tony - Cuore Matto) - La verita' ti fa male. Lo so! (Caterina Caselli - Nessuno Mi Può Giudicare) - E' colpa di Alfredo (Vasco Rossi - Colpa D'Alfredo) - Eravamo quattro amici al bar, Eravamo tre amici al bar, Eravamo due amici al bar, Son rimasto da solo al bar (Gino Paoli - Quattro amici al bar) - Non posso star fermo con le mani nelle mani (Riccardo Cocciante - Margherita) - Ci son cascato di nuovo (Achille Lauro - Me ne Frego) - Minchia Signor Tenente (Giorgio Faletti - Signor Tenente) - Datemi un martello (Rita Pavone - Datemi un martello) - Tu sei fuori di testa, ma diversa da loro (Måneskin - ZITTI E BUONI) - Parole, parole, parole, soltanto parole, parole tra noi (Mina - Parole Parole) - Ascoltami (Elisa or Dalida) - Il mio canto libero (Lucio Battisti - Il mio canto libero) - Grazie (Adriano Celentano again or Marco Mengoni) - Parlami di te Bella signora (Gianni Morandi - Bella signora) - Non sono una signora (Loredana Bertè - Non sono una signora) - Piccola Katy (Pooh - Piccola Katy) - Cos Cos Cos Cos Frat Cos (Clementino - Cos Cos Cos) - Ti lascio così (i think this was an improv moment but i have found a song so i'll add it anyway) (Gianni Morandi - Lasciarsi per amore) - Marco grosse scarpe e poca carne (Lucio Dalla - Anna e Marco) - Ma-ma-ma, mamma Maria (Ricchi e Poveri - Mamma Maria) - Dimmi quando quando quando (Tony Renis - Quando quando quando) - Yesterday (The Beatles - Yesterday) - Ma Marco che a ballare sembra un cavallo (Sempre Lucio Dalla - Anna e Marco) - Si, con quella faccia un po' così, quell'espressione un po' così (Paolo Conte - Genova Per Noi) - Pazza idea di far l'amore con lui (Patty Pravo - Pazza idea) - Era un gioco non era un fuoco (Lucio Battisti - Eppur mi son scordato di te) - Io lavoro e penso a te, torno a casa e penso a te, chiudo gli occhi e (E penso a te - Lucio Battisti) - Penso che un sogno così non ritorni mai più (Volare - Domenico Modugno) - Ti mando un vocale di 10 minuti soltanto per dirti quanto sono felice (Thegiornalisti - Felicità puttana) - E tu (Claudio Baglioni - E Tu) - Apri la porta a un guerriero di carta igienica (Umberto Tozzi - Ti amo) - Bella stronza (Marco Masini - Bella stronza) - Marco se n'è andato e non ritorna più (Laura Pausini - La Solitudine) - Io rinascerò cervo a primavera (Riccardo Cocciante - Cervo a primavera) - Ti odio, poi ti amo, poi ti amo, Poi ti odio, poi ti amo (Mina - Grande, grande, grande) - Sei Chiara come un alba (Vasco Rossi - Albachiara) - Pígliate na pastiglia, siente a me! (Renato Carosone - Pigliate Na Pastiglia) - Nun te reggae più (Rino Gaetano - Nun te reggae piu) - Stasera mi butto (Rocky Roberts - Stasera Mi Butto) - Quando esta noche tramonta el sol, Mon amour mon amour (Gigi D'Alessio - Mon Amour) - Imagine (John Lennon - Imagine) - Io e te, io e te, Seduti sul divano, Parlar del più e del meno (Vasco Rossi - Come Nelle Favole) - Ah te vuoi fare la baldoria seeeh io no (_rootsie_ - Statt alla casa) - Buonanotte fiorellino (Francesco De Gregori - Buonanotte Fiorellino) - Ti prego non uccidermi il mood, dai (Ghali - Good Times) - Please don't go

(Double You - Please Don't Go) - Torna a Surriento (Ernesto de Curtis - Torna a Surriento) - Maestro (Raffaella Carrà - Ma che musica maestro) - Metti un po' di musica leggera, Perché ho voglia di niente (Colapesce, Dimartino - Musica leggerissima) - T'appartengo ed io ci tengo (Ambra Angiolini - T'Appartengo) - Balliamo... E' da tanto tempo che non lo facciamo (Balliamo - Fred Bongusto) - Ahhh Feel Good (James Brown - I Feel Good) - Tu come stai, Tu come stai, Tu come stai (Claudio Baglioni - Tu come stai) - L'importante è finire (MINA - L'Importante è Finire) - Lo sai che i papaveri son alti alti alti (Nilla Pizzi - Papaveri e papere) - Sei Grande grande grande, come te sei grande solamente tu (Mina - Grande, grande, grande) - Son le tagliatelle di nonna Pina (46° Zecchino d'Oro 2003) - Lui chi è (...) Il triangolo no non l'avevo considerato (Renato Zero - Triangolo) - Amadeus Amadeus (Falco - Rock Me Amadeus) - Lo so che ho sbagliato una volta e non sbaglio più Ho visto la differenza tra lui e te ed ho scelto (Caterina Caselli - Nessuno Mi Può Giudicare) - Pedro (Raffaella Carrà - Pedro)

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The Lighthouse and The Ocean

Pt 19

Sea Glass

Pairing: Pedro Pascal/OFC

Warnings: soft dom/sub dynamics but NO smut here, this RPF stays 'nilla even though I'm implying BDSM topics

Summary: One lazy morning in Mexico, Pedro is yearning.

Notes: Also find this fic on Ao3 -here- or the series' Masterlist and Playlist -here-

Hello, beautiful, I'm so sorry for the delay, my creativity only blossomed for less fluffy chapters, life has been very tough lately. (long sob story) Malo. Yes, I'm okay, hey I saw Greta Van Fleet live! (go figure, lol) I plan on posting again soon, just splitting bc length reasons. I did my best with this chapter, enjoy <3

Length: 7.6k

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Sea Glass

A docile breeze fanned out their thin curtains in a place that was soft and new. Pedro would describe the fourth bedroom as picturesque, an impressionistic vision of complete serenity filled with sunlight. He watched an immovable and brilliant blue sky outside the window as he listened to the ocean hitting the shore and he blinked slowly, feeling somewhere in-between droopy and content. Chin propped on one hand, he tilted his gaze down at his sleeping girlfriend.

Pedro had moved carefully when he'd joined Nini on the bed again, so as not to disturb her at the end of his own, eventful morning. It had brought a smile to his face when he had found her still asleep at his return. Even the obligatory note he'd left for her remained unread. She looked so pretty, sleeping next to him and he just couldn't help a sigh from escaping his lips when he took in her appearance; Her messy hair, now almost seventies-looking waves and a countless number of freckles that had blossomed on her skin. He had never seen her more freckled before. The Mexican sun had brought out the deepest layers of specks across her entire face, shoulders and down her arms and chest until they disappeared underneath her top. Deep breaths accentuated the shape of her breasts in a glorious offering he wasn't allowed to touch yet. One moment of indulgence followed another as he pried a few strands of hair from her peaceful face and granted her another minute of sleep.

Pedro realised he couldn't have dreamed up a better image if their roles had been reversed. She was his beautiful, clear-eyed dream and he would have cherished this abundance of peace and comfort for eternity if it had been in his power to stop time altogether. He wished he wouldn't have to wake her but they had by far, not enough time left in this place until they needed to head back and end their holiday.

With sudden heartache, he realised this would only be the first time they'd have to say goodbye to a certain time spent together. Their separation was so imminent, one week until their first chapter closed. Though, he wouldn't think of that right now, not when the present felt so perfect.

Pedro felt convinced the entire world remained in her glow while he watched his golden girl. He traced his finger down the swoop of her nose. "Nini." He spoke to her unconcerned form, past the hazy and blurry world she remained deeply submerged in.

Her lips parted when she let out a tiny, disturbed snore past the cadence of her breathing. Pedro waited patiently while Nini persisted inside a deep, narcotic kind of sleep and he became mildly concerned the longer she continued to snooze on like that. It was clear to him now that she was the type of person who did too much of everything just to feel a little bit more. No nightmares at least. The weed had a largely calming effect on her but she was still, totally out of it. Amateur.

He recalled their tears of laughter and drug-induced delirium, smiling at the memory of waking up as the little spoon with her huddled against him for warmth. Pedro couldn't leave her sleeping outside by herself. He had managed to steer the drowsy woman back into the house but she'd clung onto his neck when he put her into bed and had noticed she refused to let him go. At least he had had the decency to dress her back into her Hello Kitty night shorts after they had very sleepy, very high sex.

Maybe that was the reason why she'd slept through the entire late morning. "Hey, little songbird. What are you dreaming about that's so captivating, hm?" He murmured, more to himself while she stubbornly stayed under. Unlike she would have done it, he waked her gently and not like a puppy that climbed on top of the other and demanded attention. Instead, he reached for the cup of coffee he'd brought upstairs and let the hot temptation hover next to her. He softly blew the scent of freshly brewed coffee above the rim of the mug and into her face.

Her nostrils quivered as she smelled the Mexican roast. "Hm?" Nini mumbled and he breathed out a laugh in triumph. Her arm stirred and he had to bring his bribe to safety before it would have gotten knocked clean off his hand.

Slowly, Nini seemed to become aware of her own body as she was pulled from the depths but consciousness produced a tiny, moody wrinkle between her brows. Pedro's voice remained softly in her air, perhaps on her mind while she was still in limbo between sleep and awareness. "Wake up." He repeated encouraging words to her, noticing that she was stubbornly resisting.

Nini's breathing shifted and she tilted her head towards where she sensed his presence. She didn't open her eyes just yet, just smiled faintly to herself. A wide grin spread across Pedro's face when she let out a mewling sound of protest and hummed out a 'no.

Pedro insisted with the same sound but reversed.

Too late, her dreams evaporated and so, they began to already fade and slip away as she was coaxed into the realm of reality, against her will. Finally, she spoke up. "Oh, it's the guy from my dreams," Nini said, words smoother than her voice and eyes very much still closed. One corner of her lips pulled into a smirk.

"That so?" Pedro asked curiously as she stretched her limbs. More adorable whines spilt from her lips and he simply wanted to squish her.

"Where are we?" She asked in confusion, finally adequately awake and she creaked one eye open for a split of a second before she covered both with her hand.

Pedro suppressed a laugh. "Mexico, year twenty, twenty-one. Bed number four." He supplied her with enough information to keep her on Earth. "It's time to get up." He received a long and suffering sound of protest. "Why?" She asked, voice merely a raspy breath while cuddling underneath him to escape the light but he pressed a finger into her cheek. "Up, up." He demanded with too much energetic curiosity for her taste.

"What is this, torture?" Nini asked annoyed and dizzy and hungover or maybe still a bit high. "I am leading a miserable and punishing existence." She said, making a point after each word and Pedro let out a deep suffering sigh in return to mask his amusement.

"That's it. No more drugs for you." He chuckled through her childish sobbing and watched her rub her eyes with the heels of her hands. "That's what you get when you think you can't feel anything and you eat too many pieces." He reminded her in a slightly condescending tone like he hadn't warned her before. Of course, he hadn't been surprised when he had found the loaf largely eaten anyway. At least he knew where her personal limits were now, even when she decided to ignore them.

"Fuck-" She frowned and blinked her eyes open again only to look at him like he was the personification of audacity. "How are you dressed and perfectly functional?" She riddled.

"Not my first rodeo." His face split into a grin when she responded with a single laugh. "Remind me to warn you about the dangers of- especially the music industry and this lawless place called 'backstage area." He said, hoping she wouldn't have the misfortune of meeting the wrong people once she'd become a rockstar.

"You worry too much." Her voice was still battling sleep and she smacked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, swallowing around the remaining cottonmouth feeling. Of course, a lasting effect of the edibles they had consumed yesterday.

Pedro stretched towards the bedside table, always ready to remind her to stay hydrated. "Damn right, have some water." He took her weak hand and the connection to the cool foggy glass reduced her into a greedy creature. She drank it down gluttonously after sitting up too fast. "Slow down, Jesus." He tried to take the glass back and bit back a laugh at the hollow sound of protest she uttered while she practically inhaled it. Urgent breaths fogged up the glass before she had downed the last bit and she let out a satisfied groan afterwards. "Thank you."

He simply regarded her with an impressed raise of his eyebrows and steered a mug into her vision to take its place. Coffee, milk with two sugars and still adequately steaming, just the way she liked it best when she didn't try to be cool and drink it black.

She cooed, grasping the mug with two hands, knees wiggling excitedly. "Fucking best boyfriend in the world." She couldn't help but let out a happy sound and he beamed at the sight of cuteness overload. Her eyes sparkled in gratitude when she took the first sip and she closed her eyes to celebrate that she was living her best life here. Or at least, felt like their last morning in Mazatlán had become infinitely more bearable.

"Back among the living, are we?" Pedro teased her even though he took pride in being a caretaker. She nodded with a content yet scrunched-up face before leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek. "Much better."

He smiled lazily and covered her hand with his when she placed it on his white shirt. Pedro made sure to hide his wrist underneath his sleeve when he traced the back of his fingers down her arm in return. No way, he'd spoil the surprise prematurely. He would wait for the right moment and remain scared shitless until then.

His secrecy went unnoticed as she moved away to lean back against the headboard and settle against the pillows. Nini simply drew up her knees and sipped her coffee in peace. Up there, a rainbow reflected across her face from where the light got distributed from a sparkling crystal by the window. She was warmth and softness and Pedro simply enjoyed looking at her, so groggy, bare-faced and messy. She let out a tiny burp and he thought she was the most beautiful person. Her entire being simply felt like home and a promise of eternal contentment and Pedro felt he could get used to this domesticity. It was entertaining to watch her scoop up foamy milk and lick it off her finger and their eyes met again before she let off the tip of her finger with a wet pop. "What're doing?" She asked silkily and pushed a tiny bit of tongue behind her tooth gap, watching as he just sat there and stared with what were probably heart eyes and a stupid, dopey smile on his face.

Pedro almost failed to look at her when he confessed. "I might be... starting to imagine a world where it's always like this." He admitted, found her hand in his lap again and closed his fingers around hers. Pedro stroked his thumb over her soft skin. There was not enough time, no combination of words he could say or write that could accurately describe how good it felt to be together like this.

Nini squeezed his fingers, blushing prettily and he smiled, not hiding that his eyes couldn't get their fill on her. She's the girl in paper books, he thought, painted in water colours, next to little lines of poems he hadn't written yet.

Nini beamed at him, masking the little taste of dread hanging in the air with some new bold plans of hers. "I agree. Let's just never leave." She fantasised and even though Pedro found himself immensely amused, he felt a pang of disappointment that she had misunderstood him. Yes, he would have liked to stay on a holiday but he had meant he could imagine a life together, something more like forever.

Maybe it was just this house, maybe it was the fact that he felt like they were indeed, a tiny bit married now. This home felt like he'd invaded a dream ahead of their timeline. Like he had gotten a glimpse into a life they could have. Pedro barely dared to know if the dream he had about her would someday manifest into reality. After she had woken him at the beach yesterday, he was thrown into a life that wasn't any less amazing but... he'd dreamt up a vision of Nini waiting for him underneath the shades of a tree, one hand resting on her round belly. Suddenly, the mere possibility or even idea of a family of their own had simply crashed down on him.

And so, he dared to hope without consulting her, scared as hell that she really might be 'it' for him. Scared, he could ever lose this. Scared everything would be different inside the great unknown and yet, he wanted all of it.

"You're doing that thing," Nini mentioned with a tilt of her head. "What thing, mi cielo?" "Thinking things." She worried her lip between her teeth, battling his cracked, vulnerable mood with humour when he failed to give a reply. "You know, my grandparents did some house squatting in their youth, so we might as well try it." She suggested. They smiled at each other, despite his obvious worries.

"I'll barricade the door with a closet and some chairs, they can try to access via the cliff but we'll just-" Pedro mimed his next intentions in a lighter mood. "Throw some leftover churros at them to keep them away from us."

Nini chuckled and drank her coffee in a kind of silence that had become somewhat clouded as they faced their departure. It was a tragedy to know they had to move out of their bubble. "Have you been up long?" She finally asked and glanced around to look for a clock but didn't find one.

Pedro leaned down on the bed on one elbow, true excitement battling his composed coolness now that he thought of finally showing her what he'd brought back. "Yeah, I took a walk down the beach and I've already been to town." He explained, conjuring up the tranquillity after a long and solitary walk on the beach. It had cleared his foggy brain this morning. In fact, he had woken up at a reasonable hour and had followed through with a sudden urgent idea instead of musing inside post orgasmic sleep. He had fuelled his system with coffee and mustered up the energy to go on an early adventure, motivated to track across the wet sand and back to the local plaza they had found yesterday.

She moved to set the empty mug beside the bed. "Amazing, tell me everything but-" a sour expression indicated she needed to excuse herself first. "Wait, hold up, I've got to find a bathroom first. Back in a jiffy." Nini scrambled out of bed in a bit of a hurry. He watched her leave with a dorky wiggle of her butt by the doorframe. Damn. He finally admitted to himself that those Hello Kitty shorts really seemed to do it for him. He'd be bummed out if he couldn't keep his promise and make love to her in the last bed they hadn't ruined yet... emphasis on yet.

When she returned, her skin was slightly damp and she was dressed in a red two-piece outfit. He had barely put his phone away before she tackled him down onto the bed. Pedro found himself groaning and giggling under her weight when she pushed him down and caged him in against the mattress before placing a minty kiss on his lips. "You were saying?"

"I went back to the market this morning." He told her. "I actually saw two paparazzi who were extremely disappointed that it was only me." He mentioned with a worried cringe.

"So, the hunt has begun." Nini wasn't less unhappy about the invasion of their privacy that loomed over their heads and lurked around every corner now. She laid on his chest and let herself be wrapped up in his arms. "News spreads fast."

He nuzzled closer into her hair then. "Yeah, don't get me started on the thousands of comments and DMs I'm ignoring since I shared our wedding pic in my story." He shared a stressed-out look with her and tried not to think about the thousands of audacious notes underneath Jenny's post which he had regarded with a 'nope' on his lips and a decent amount of panic in his eyes. "Oh, wait, we've got one of these surprised Pikachu memes dedicated to us about absolutely nobody's reaction to us dating." Pedro pointed back and forth between them. "Otherwise, some are unsure if it's even real or not and just PR."

"That's because you put a cartoon broccoli sticker over our kiss." She complained, looking back at him. "So they have to click to Jenny's Instagram to see it and find the crowdfunding link, you sneaky bum."

Pedro rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I might have donated while being high." "Me too! A lot?" "Quite." "Same. Oops." They laughed at each other for making the same stupid decision but they wouldn't want to take it back. Good for them. The couple was surely, getting married right this moment.

"I have a surprise." He changed the topic and combed his hand through her soft blonde hair.

Her eyes lit up. "Another surprise?" Her face split into a confused grin and her excited squeal sent a warm feeling of pure adoration straight to his soul. "Pedro, no, you spoil me. What is it?" She giggled when she stretched her arms out and pushed her hands flat onto his chest. He had still not answered but she gasped knowingly. "Is it food?" Nini guessed with hope in her eyes and knew she had hit the jackpot when he mirrored her enthusiasm.

"I did bring breakfast burritos, yes!" He replied and his heart made a little twist in his chest at the sight of her pure happiness and the little happy wiggle she made. "Oh, you know me." She said as if she'd never experienced such kindness before. She continued to pepper his face with kisses until he purchased a firm grip on her waist to stop her from moving too much or else, he wouldn't be able to prioritize.

"But that's not the entire surprise." He explained further, dropping his voice seductively. "Remember that crafty stand where we found these earrings?" He tapped at the deep red corals he had bought her yesterday and which she had put on again to match her outfit.

Suddenly, he felt nervous when he saw her carefully guarded confusion. "Yeah?"

Pedro couldn't wait to show her. "So, I went back this morning and asked if they could make something for me..." With a sigh, he dared to reveal his little secret.

Finally, he moved up his sleeve, uncovering a piece of jewellery he had carefully hidden from her until now.

There was a sparkle on his wrist, a piece of green sea glass. Tiny holes had been drilled into both sides so it could be fastened with woven, rustic strings of leather. He wore it like a gem on the inside of his wrist where it seemed somewhat darker against his skin. It was his lucky charm, he believed in it and Pedro felt determined his new bracelet was a sign that he belonged to her. Yes, he'd carry it around wherever he'd go and he couldn't think of a better way to make sure he'd never lose the object he had come to hold so dear.

Pedro sat up with her on his hip, where she bounced a little before settling. He drew his arm around her and placed a kiss into the crook of her neck even though her attention was fully captivated by the bracelet. She held his wrist in a delicate hold as they watched it catch a sparkle in the right light. Nini studied his new bracelet in disbelief and awe, barely touching the milky and smooth surface with the calloused tip of her fingers. "Pedro-" she began but failed to articulate her amazement and when she traced her finger along his wrist, he basked in the amplified comforting pressure against his skin.

"You made it into a bracelet?" She stated the obvious, but couldn't believe it anyway. His hand, tucked into her side, rocked her a little closer to his body as he outshone her smile. "It's so beautiful." She told him breathlessly after she had turned her head to look at him. She was so touched, he felt the echo of her tsunami of feelings resonating within himself.

Pedro sought to explain himself in all awkward manners and started chuckling mid-way. "You know I was worried I could lose it and it's um... practical and I just... I don't know, I thought about this amazing woman I've kinda fallen head over heels for... well, she's just a knockout and it reminded me of her beautiful eyes." Pedro joked like he had lost the battle against developing the biggest crush for someone else. "Obviously, I'm never gonna take it off again."

His vow coaxed a delighted sound out of her and she kissed him, hands lingering on his cheek, stroking his beard afterwards. "You're a big old sweetheart, you know that?" Nini asked, beaming. His gaze flickered between her sparkling eyes and he could suddenly barely grasp the concept that he was so close to her sweet and tenderness. It was all so difficult to comprehend how he could have found her out of eight billion people.

Pedro hesitated before he spoke next, feeling his nerves strike again. "There's something else." He began, running his hand over her thigh. He leaned in to press a kiss below her ear, breathing in her bewitching scent he'd like to bury himself in, bury himself deeply into her. Desire remained, pounding at his heart again. "Reach into my pocket." He whispered, breath fanning her ear and she gurgled out a naughty laugh.

"Your pocket, huh?" Nini asked, smiling wickedly again and inching her fingers over his body. She traced his bare skin underneath his button up shirt and ran her hand down his back until she squeezed his arse above his trousers.

"No, not there." Pedro quirked one eyebrow, not having it. She bit her lip and reached to the front again, sinking the tips of her fingers below his waistband. It promptly made him twitch in interest and caused his blood to rush down his body and boil with passion. "Closer." He insisted she'd try again and tensed when her touches firmly moved above his clothes. Pedro shifted his hips into her small hand instinctively when she cupped his semi bulging in his shorts, pretending to have tried better this time. "No, not there either." He toyed with her and she pouted until she finally did as he asked and slid her hand into his trouser pocket where her nimble fingers found an object.

Nini frowned as she pulled the item from him and she let out a gasp when finally, a short and dainty gold chain with a familiar pendant dangled in front of her face. She deflated in his lap. "Oh, my days." She whined, hyper-focused on the tawny hued sea glass she had found the day prior. Pedro propped his chin onto her shoulder while she studied the oval piece of brown glass like she'd never seen anything quite as beautiful.

Surprise was written all over her face and when she disconnected her gaze from the charm. He thought he recognised the same kind of raw astonishment the day he had gifted her with her birthday present.

"Like in the story." She remembered in pure wonder. For a moment, there was silence while tears started to shimmer upon the waterline of her eyes.

"You know you don't have to wear it," Pedro said softly, letting her go and tracing the back of his fingers down her cheek instead. "I just thought-"

"I know, honey but of course, I will." She declared and nuzzled her nose against his for a moment. "It's perfect." She whispered. She let the gold chain flow around her fingers and Pedro felt the rise of his heartbeat when she pressed the brown glass to her own heart. "Look at me-" she said joyously. "New necklace, earrings and a fancy diamond ring." She lifted her hand to show off her imaginary wedding band.

Pedro would play along, believing their rings were very much real even though the sea glass was even better in his eyes. He pressed his lips to hers and added all his yearning for her into their kiss when he felt the velvet slide of her tongue join his. He dipped into her inviting mouth, floating when he tasted her like a hummingbird that sought a flower to feed the urge. She was all around him, filling his senses to make him yet once again, experience the connection of their souls. It felt both ancient and new, softer than the enlightenment of their first kiss but still like they were the only people in the world.

"Will you help me put it on?" She asked after a smaller kiss she placed on his lips like a signature.

He grinned, elevated and relieved that she really seemed to like his gift. "Of course, hold on." He squinted at the tiny lock, fumbling it open while she gathered her hair and held it out of her neck. Pedro draped the necklace over her head and secured the lock. It was quite short, fitting just underneath the hollow of her throat where the gold and brown harmonised with her freckles. He loved the slight of it on her skin, touched the pendant with the pad of his thumb and watched goosebumps appear when she felt him secure the chain with a kiss against her skin.

For a moment, there was silence. Nini hid her smile behind her hand while Pedro traced his finger along her collar bone. He finally relieved an exhale he didn't know he had been holding until he shook off his nerves. "It looks pretty on you." He said, dotingly.

"Thank you." She breathed out and once again, he caught the similarity of colour between the heart piece of his bracelet and the true green in her eyes. "Your eyes on mine, mine on yours." He said, absentmindedly.

She furthermore kept the ambers of his flustered state alive when her shoulders started to shake. "What are you snickering about?" He asked, curious what kind of joke on her mind was about to ruin the moment. Of course, he was looking forward to it.

"Nothing." She lied unconvincingly and pressed her lips together. Finally, she revealed her thoughts after he gave her the patient treatment. "Did you just collar me?" She asked, all of sudden.

Pedro's mind came to a stop and he leaned back, aghast. "Ahhhm-" Now Pedro felt stupified and overwhelmed. Finally, he blinked and chuckled dumbly. "W- what?" He gaped at her like a fish on dry land and continued to stare at her in disbelief. Nini on the other hand bit her lip and wiggled her eyebrows at him. "Aw, come on!" He finally protested and pointed at his bracelet. "You freaky little- I'm trying to be romantic here, why are you like this?"

"What? A cute little day-collar, thank you, sir." She pestered him in a meek voice and batted her eyelashes at him innocently. She purred and nuzzled into his neck afterwards like an actual cat and she knew her behaviour pained him.

Pedro needed to suppress the groan rumbling in his chest when she worshipped his neck with kisses and nipped at his ear lobe. Nini was only fucking with his mind, trying to be funny and shit, calling him 'sir', making him want to push her down and have his way with her. He tried and failed to ignore the undying urge to make her behave the more she tried to get under his skin. "No, no stop." He cursed the fact that even a false display of submissiveness was such a turn-on. He needed to set things straight first.

Nini stopped, though she knew exactly what she was doing to him when she regarded his suddenly too tight trousers. "Anything the matter, angel?"

Pedro glared at her stoically before he gave in, for the acknowledgement of his torture was overdue. "Fuck, you're so hot but it was really not my inten... tion- to... hm." His speech slowed and he felt his walls crumble when she inched closer to him and ground into his lap, down onto the evidently hardened bulge that betrayed him.

"I know, honey. You're a good boy." She taunted him and her energy provoked the exact opposite of this deduction. Pedro experienced a surge of anger and a moment of pure intrigue. His gaze flickered between her mischievous eyes and the necklace. Collar. He thought it through and discovered that her words held a grain of truth. He did just give her a symbolic part of him and he certainly thought his bracelet was at least some kind of equivalent.

He shuddered visibly, picturing Nini wearing only this necklace, wearing it like a sign that she belonged to him. She was so unbearably sweet. To Pedro, she was a fine aphrodisiac that smelled and tasted like heaven. He physically couldn't get enough and wanted to keep her for himself, always. Something dark stirred within him. The thought made his eyes narrow as he stared at her delicious thighs, imagining parting them further the more he felt possessiveness overcome him.

He knew he was getting caught up in his fantasies but how could he not dream of more pleasure in most exquisite rapture when he got her right where he wanted her? Pedro licked his lips, leaving his teeth to slightly scrape at his bottom lip as his eyes roamed the shape of her neck. Her skin looked so soft, it really... needed... some bite marks in it...

He came to his senses when she waved her hand in front of his face. "Earth to Pedro." Nini managed to pluck him from his daydreams and her jaw dropped at the sight of his carefully constructed, innocent expression. Pure amusement was written all over her face. She leaned back a little to watch him block out the fantasies inside his head. "Oh my, maybe I was wrong. Someone 'is' liking the idea." She knew, eyes glimmering with the newly acquired ammo she had against him, for his silence and slow raise of one eyebrow provided a sufficient answer. Nini acted scandalised like she hadn't been the one who had wakened the demons. Her lips pursed, those plush supple rose petals teasing him.

He intrigued her with a gentle touch to her jaw. "The best part is that you were not joking." He said next, mood shifting into the anticipation of what came next.

"About the collar bit or about you being a good boy?"

He huffed out in annoyance. "You... don't call me that." He decided.

Nini played dumb. "What? Good boy?"

Pedro warned her but he simply had to follow the path she had laid out. "I know what you're doing," He reminded her, stroking one finger over her cheek. He loved seeing the rise of her rebellious nature boiling up before he barely escaped the sharp snap of her teeth. "Feisty." He commented amused but retreated in respect. "What is this, hermosita, a new game?" Pedro asked darkly.

Of course, he knew how this would turn out. He knew what to do to get what he wanted, knew what she would do next to get what she craved.

"Alright, then..." He let her go, sat back and smiled through their patient but heated staring contest. His foot betrayed his restlessness but he'd wait as long as necessary until she'd eventually break out in fury. She would come to him by getting caught up in her head, lose because she would erupt and make a bold mistake. They knew each other so well they could communicate by only using micro expressions on their faces. Pedro dared her to give in and get naked while Nini was preparing him to deal with a missile defence system if he did as much as move a muscle. Her eyes narrowed dangerously and her jaw twitched when he took a tiny breath. "Pet."

"Aha!" She exclaimed in triumph. Her eyes glinted like fire until she surged forward and battled him down against the mattress, gripping the lapels of his shirt. "How about I put you on a leash huh, you horndog?" Nini giggled.

He smacked his lips and at least thought it over for an entire second. "I'd let you do it." He decided.

Her lips parted, not having expected this turn of events. "Seriously?" She laughed out loud but he simply shrugged his shoulders, starting with facts. "I'm banging Leonie Van Fleet. Honestly, I'm just happy to be here." He stated and made her snort out a laugh and let him go. "So, you do what needs to be done, you could literally do anything to me. My love? Mi amor? I am at your mercy." He acted like he was fainting in the radiation of her beauty and his arms flopped down next to him as if he had fully given up on his body's autonomy.

Nini nudged his limp form but to no avail. She finally hummed in understanding. "This knave came saucily into the world before he was sent for," Nini quoted King Lear, much to his surprise, in reference to the character he had once played.

Pedro opened his eyes again and his jaw dropped at her cleverness until he spotted the mistakes in her quote. "Though-" He couldn't help but correct her. "this knave came something saucily-" he said but then misdirected the quote on purpose when he chased her hips. "All we need to know is that he came hard-" before he could even finish, she'd cut him off with a harmless smack to his arm.

Pedro moaned obscenely. "Harder." He begged and started laughing because he'd made her scream in horror. They laughed so much that they both squirmed over each other. He had to hold his abs to lessen the soreness.

"Nononono." She shook her head against his shoulder, totally overwhelmed and hiding her gasping breath behind her hands when she got up. "I can't- I... no, I don't have it in me." Pedro's chuckles ebbed away along with the tears he had spilt and they calmed down, finally.

He grinned at her, not finished messing with her. "Yeah, I know, say what you want. You're still mine to with as I please, collar or no collar." He waved the facts in front of her nose like a treat he knew she wanted so desperately.

She promptly pushed his hand away along with a sound of mild frustration, pinning both his wrists onto the mattress and pressing them down. "You think it's that easy? You're down, I've got you."

"That's cute." He chuckled, able to throw her around anytime.

Nini clicked her tongue, determined to push back. "Look at you, acting all bossy in the bedroom but the truth is, you're such a simp for me in a relationship and it's adorable." She singsonged, trying to provoke him and being nearly successful. His smile evaporated.

No matter how right she was, she was being too bold, playing with fire. His hands balled into fists and he watched her observe his movements with a heavy gulp. She knew she went too far. Suddenly, he bared his teeth into a snarling grin but it was a seemingly useless attempt to warn her. "Careful, baby girl." He mused in a villainous act, dropping his voice.

"Or what?" Nini decided to be a brat, of course, just like he'd hoped. Her voice belittling him put him on edge. "Like I won't crush your head with my thighs in a minute, don't try me."

Pedro slipped for a second, hiding his smile because he was too damn proud of her for saying that. He needed to focus, play the game and fight for dominance with someone who was secretly desperate to be dominated. He had to earn it and it was thrilling, pumped the blood through his veins and straight to his cock.

"So," he began. "You want to be a little brat today, tell me if I'm wrong." She smirked, a witty comeback on her lips already forming. "You could say you're wrong most of the time." She replied and stuck her tongue out at the sight of his puzzled expression.

"Good." He said as he nodded. "Clever."

She beamed at him. "Yeah?" Pedro hummed out a 'yes' and suddenly, Nini cringed. "I'm in trouble, am I?" "Yep."

Before she could utter another word, he used her grip on his hands for leverage as he forced her off his body, letting her flop down onto the bed without cushioning her.

Pedro was on her in less than a second, straddling her and hooking his index finger into her necklace. He pulled her face up, closer to his lips, though her hands closed around the charm to protect it. "All fun and games until things get serious, right?" He spoke towards her lips, voice coated in mirth. When she shivered and squirmed beneath him, not even a tilt of his head could make her speak up. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He let her fall down and traced his thumb over her bottom lip, dipping in and wetting her lips messily before he pushed into her hot mouth. He pressed it down onto her tongue and let her suck, enjoying the tight closeness. He smirked as she moaned around him and couldn't help herself from rubbing her thighs together to chase any kind of friction.

"See? Good girl." He praised her gentle sucking. He tried to stay patient when she stared up at him through her eyelashes.

He could feel her pull him in, a magnetic pull that invited him to make her take only as much as he would give. She didn't even breathe but he watched her pupils dilate right under his gaze as he removed his thumb from her mouth and ran a wet trail of saliva down her chin and neck. He let out a deep sigh. "I have to admit... I really like your necklace-" His fingers traced her throat and her necklace moved up when he applied the tiniest bit of pressure with his thumb. "-but it looks even better with my hand around it."

He looked down at her and watched her shyness blossom into a furious blush. "I'd like t-" She began but sucked in a tiny, desperate gasp when he grabbed her in a choke hold and held her down. A tiny, excited squeak escaped her lips and she could barely refrain from giggling as she pressed her lips together.

He talked down at her in a soft voice. "Yes, you'd love to be put in place and you'd thank me for it." He took the liberty to finish the sentence for her. Their pieces of glass connected while his fingers wound around her neck. The feeling of the calm before the storm made her close her eyes and smile. Her heart was racing beneath his fingers but she never looked more content. The defiance, the trust she put in him was delicious. He held the gem-like glass pieces closely together when he kept her delicate neck in his grasp. He promptly raised his eyebrows when the corner of her mouth twitched. Ah, there it was.

"Nyeh, all bark, no bite." Nini challenged him, knowing how soft he really was for her.

He smiled, ideas about all the things he could do to her forming in his obsessed mind and she barely knew it. Pedro let her go and moved off the bed and a moment of uncertainty washed across her features. Slowly, he began to loosen the buttons of his sleeve and roll it up his arm. "We both know how this really ends." He tried to remind her in a casual but deft tone, rock hard and ready to play.

She let out an intrigued sound. "Pray tell." She demanded, voice dripping with desire while he finished off his sleeve for her. Nini was only poorly masking her nerves. He could watch the turmoil inside her battling within.

He moved to roll his other sleeve up, glancing down at her. "With me reminding you of who's really in charge and with you... preferably on your knees." He made himself sound dissatisfied with her and knew exactly what he was doing. Pedro gave her 'the look' the one that should make her listen. "Or what did you think you'd get for being bratty?" Okay, Pedro thought. Power play? This was new but it somehow came more than natural to him and he knew he wouldn't stop when all he seemed to get was positive reactions.

Nini's fingers tightened into the sheets to hide the tremble in them but he was not surprised to see her roll her eyes at him. "Uuuuh, I'm scared." She blew a raspberry at him and Pedro found himself both amused, annoyed and terribly aroused.

"Is that your answer?" Pedro asked, leaning forward as he smiled devilishly. He made her wait for his next move.

She had propped herself back onto her elbows when his knee came to rest on the mattress and his attempt to climb between her legs was thwarted when she placed one foot onto his chest. She tutted at him when he couldn't get to her. "I thought angels were supposed to be nice?" The sweet-voiced girl mocked him with a disappointment pout. She cooed at him tauntingly, batting her eyelashes and he felt himself getting a little more impatient.

"Wasn't I the archangel who keeps those in check who overstep their boundaries?" He softly stroked his finger up her ankle and calf and snapped his eyes back up to hers.

"Ffff-uck." she cursed before she pierced her bottom lip with her teeth. Her entire body shook with nervous giggles.

Pedro hummed at the cuss word. "You're mouth, both the best and worst thing about you, songbird." He told her lovingly while she tried to control her heavy breathing. He watched a moment of pure joy wash over her face when he tried to move her leg again but she pressed her foot up into his chest to stop him from crawling forward.

"You don't want me to continue?" He cocked his head. "Honey, we can stop. Do you want us to stop?" Pedro asked gently, worried about her wellbeing and comfort first most.

"Are you fine with this?" Nini asked and he took a step back to reflect and pat his chest, feeling a lot more conscious. He'd never hurt her even though he knew her tastes ran a bit darker sometimes.

"We started out as so unproblematic, what happened?" He replied, more to himself. "But yeah, I'm fine, are you?"

Her answer was a mere, inaudible breath on her lips as she looked down and he found it was curious how much he loved it when her act finally cracked and she revealed her desires. It was way too silently spoken, consent was key.

"What was that?" Gleaming eyes met intimidated ones when she still didn't answer. Nini swallowed thickly and he raised his eyebrow at her. "I asked you a question." He reminded her, a bit more threatening and closed his fingers around her ankle, one by one.

"Yes, I said, yes!" "Yes, what?" "I don't want you to stop, I've never been more turned on in my fucking life, you sexy bastard!" She cursed at him and he leaned back in surprise at the flattery.

Pedro had held her leg immovable and enjoyed the kind of power he had over her, lusted after the sweet sounds she made when she came undone by him. He wanted to hear them soon, very soon. "You are-" Pedro towered over, staring her down in a way that made her press her hips further against the mattress. "-running your mouth, looking all cute and shit with your fucking attitude." He finished his sentence and almost smiled when furthermore received a heated moan from her and slap to the mattress. "Are you done?" He asked in regard to her temper.

"Don't pretend you don't like it, big boy. You know, what?" She made an excited face. "I don't think I am." If what she wanted was to rile him up, it was working.

He wasn't satisfied with that answer, nor the nickname. "You've gotta stop being so difficult, baby." She had him longing to hear the music of her begging him to do something about it and he'd fulfil her wish, he could do that.

She challenged him but the smirk on her lips betrayed her, mean side on full display. Pedro knew she'd draw the final straw when she opened her pretty little mouth. "Yeah? Make me."

With that, she had pushed him over the edge. "Okay, that's it." Suddenly, he threw her foot off his chest. He truly lived for the moment her eyes widened and a little squeak escaped her when he yanked her to the edge of the bed by her ankles. He pulled her up and hoisted a laughing woman over his shoulder. "Hey, you-" Her protest was interrupted when he spanked her mid-walk. A high yelp escaped her, followed by a delicious moan and a curse. Pedro broke character and laughed with her as he aimed for bed number five.

~

End notes:

I wish this was a smutfic, I would have INDULGED in writing this but alas... this is me trying to be respectful, *furious groan*

~

Part 20

Translation notes:

(sp): mi cielo - (eng): my sky

(sp): hermosita - (eng): little beauty

[hannahpanda-agere]

welcome to my blog! as mentioned in my short but hopefully effective bio, this is a safe haven that i have individualized for myself. this is a safe for work agere blog that is used to cope with trauma. as you look over this brief overview, you will learn a little bit more about me, my interests, and my regression itself! im a minor, so please be mindful of behavior and of language.

my favorite candy: mint chocolate

my favorite snacks: baked cheetohs, peanut butter and bananas, banana shakes, nilla wafers, chocolate mint ice cream

my favorite animals: red pandas and kitties

my favorite music: indie pop, indie rock, new wave: here’s my spotify: hannah 🐰 i will link a playlist soon!

my favorite past time: photo editing, writing, exercising, debating, listening to music, watching documentaries, listening to podcasts

my favorite cartoon(s): gravity falls, ok k.o, mickey mouse clubhouse, minnie’s boutique, scooby doo what’s new, muppet babies, clarence, the loud house, molang, pokemon

my favorite stim: teething, bouncing leg, holding things, hyperfixating, audibly

my comfort characters: steven ogg, professor venomous, lord boxman, darrell the robot, stanford pines, tiana, tigger, captin barnacles, kwazii, eraserhead

my favorite school subject: history, writing, geometry, biology

my favorite colors: pastel pink, pastel yellow, brown

my caregiver: omar, boyfriend of two years and love of my life! he’s super super sweet and tall and smart and cute

my favorite way to show love: hugs!

favorite things to wear: loafers, puffer jackets, high waisted pants, high waisted shorts, sandals, crop tops

apps i use: spotify, pinterest, tumblr, youtube, picsart, safari (for editing purposes)

why i regress: mental illness (chronic anorexia nervosa, ocd), short attention span/ possible adhd, extreme anxiety and depression, stress of growing up too fast, and just a love children’s cartoons and toys and things of the like

my favorite movie(s): coraline, princess and the frog, tangled, cinderella, ponyo

favorite little space activites: puzzles, collecting plushies, books etc, being with my caregiver, watching little space cartoons like blues clues and muppet babies, coloring

more about my blog: ⊂(ο･㉨･ο)

pets i regress to: kitty, bunny, puppy

age i regress to: to the ages of 2 to 6

My Dni

if you are: a white nationalist, trump supporter, someone who is transphobic or anti-lgbt, if you operate a nsfw blog—of any kind, if you are pro-anorexia or pro eating disorder, don’t believe in mental illness, support incest, pedo

[lovemesomesurveys]

Do you like meatball subs? I like homemade ones my mom makes.  Are you severely sleep deprived? You would think I was with how exhausted and drained I always feel. What music are you listening to? I’m not. What is your favorite smell on earth? The ocean/beach air. What are you doing tomorrow morning? Nothing.

What are you supposed to be doing right now? It’s after 1AM, so I mean I probably should go to bed, but... Have you ever killed your elbows on an inflatable obstacle course? I’ve never done one. Are you aware that all these questions are being made up at 3:54 am? I would have no way of knowing that until you told me. Ever gone a whole day without eating? Yeah. Do you feel that you need to improve your spiritual life? I build my relationship with God everyday. Can you curse fluently in Spanish? I know a couple. If you go to school (HS or college) does your school have a rival? - What’s your school’s mascot? - Do the numbers 44 and 53 mean anything to you? No. Ever had banana pudding flavored ice cream? I’ve had banana flavored frozen yogurt with Nilla wafers. It was SO good. If you have a sib, do you call him/her “brother” or “sister” sometimes? I call him “bro”, “bruh” and “lil bro” sometimes.  Has the weather been odd lately where you live? No, it’s been hot like it always is this time of year. Doesn’t stop me from complaining about it. Remember “Kenan and Kel”? Yeah. Does the mere mention of that show make you crave orange soda? It used to whenever I’d see him drinking it.  Are you *this* close to falling asleep? I’m getting there. Do you own a Wii? It’s my brother’s, but I’ve used it.  If not, do you want one? No. Did you ever collect stickers? When I was a kid. Isn’t Hello Kitty just the cutest thing ever? She’s cute. I had a Hello Kitty phase as a kid. Are there any songs you could just listen to over and over and over? I have a playlist of songs I’ve listened to countless times. Do you have a favorite basketball team (NBA or college?) Nope. Ever had chicken curry and basmati rice? No. Do you have a weird obsession with numbers? No. Does your job (if you have one) involve sitting at a computer for hours? Do you get major shoulder/upper back pain from that? Or think you would? I know I would because I get that from doing it at home. Do you have someone who will give you a massage when you need one? No. Ever seen Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas? No. Do you own any diamond jewelry? Nope. Is this survey random enough for you? Sure. Do you have an American-made car? I don’t have a car, I don’t drive. Have you been baptized in any religious tradition? No. Do you drink alcohol at all? Nope.  If not, do you like the smell? Nooo.  Are you in a chair, on a couch, in bed, on the floor, what? In bed. Can you eat just one potato chip? Pfft, no. Like Pringles says, “Once you pop, the fun don’t stop.” If your best male friend got a mohawk, would he look good or ridiculous? I don’t have a best male friend. Do you love the smell of sunblock? I don’t love it, but it is something that always reminds me of childhood summers. Does the computer you’re on have Vista, XP, or something else? It’s a Mac.  Internet Explorer or Firefox: which do you prefer? I use Chrome. What are you going to do now? Perhaps another, I’m not sure.

[kunaiman]

Spell out your url with songs from your playlist. Tagged by @regina-de-testudines-est-vacca

Don’t Fear The Reaper (8-Bit) - 8 Bit Universe/Blue Oyster Cult

Jogging/Countdown - Punch-Out!! Smash Wii U/3DS

Nilla Wafer Top Hat Time - Rhett And Link

Kill The Lights - The Birthday Massacre

Uprising - Muse

Naruhodou And His Piano - Jaws

I’ll Be Mellow When I’m Dead - Weird Al Yankovic

Abandoned Memory - Mega Man 10 (I put the superior cover of the song as the link. You’re welcome.)

Metal Dance - The Megas

Africa - Toto

None Too Ladylike - Apologetix

This was spread across ALL my playlists, I’m gonna be honest. Made things a LOT harder. I also only have 2 songs in my entire collective playlists that start with N. So I went with the first N song I could think of.

I’m tagging @everhateyourname, @galtean-gf, and @archmage-modera

[vino-and-doggos]

Music!

Rules: We’re snooping your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims.

Tagged by @ruikosakuragi - thanks!! These are so fun!

I’m going to tag @sup-r-nova @mixolydianmode @nilla-waffer @controlstatenormal @enderbabby @kittykatz009 @capthawkeye @dogpantry @agentcalliope and @iwouldshipsaltandpepper! Don’t feel obligated to participate, I’m just always looking for new music. As you’re about to see, I’ve been listening to pretty much the same stuff since 2005.

Format is Song Title - Artist [notes]

El Tango de Roxanne - Jose Feliciano [Moulin Rouge soundtrack]

4 Chords - Axis of Awesome

Icarus - Bastille

I Slept With Someone in Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me - Fall Out Boy

Oops!... I Did it Again - Britney Spears

Risque - Cute is What We Aim For

Gunslinger - Avenged Sevenfold

The Truth About Heaven - Armor for Sleep

I’m Not the Only One - Sam Smith

Lost Boys Life - Computer Games