#Still though I heard it once and I'll forever repeat it

[morsobaby]

Idk if I'm talking out of my ass here but it feels like the (transphobic) society at large here pressures transmascs to stay exactly the same and not transition in any way, and for transfems it's the opposite. God forbid a trans woman has (checks notes) a jaw. Or something.

[thirstywoso]

Five years down, forever to go // Jessie Fleming x Reader 18+

Synopsis: You and Jessie may be celebrating your fifth anniversary but that doesn't mean the raw attraction has gone

A/N: Please enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it

Warnings: 18+ mdni Smut, just pure smut. Light/minimal choking, fingering r receiving and giving, strap on use r receiving, oral r receiving and giving, marking, praise kink, minimal/barely mentioned/implied alcohol usage, implied squirting, finger sucking, semi public, aftercare, I think that's it?

W/C: 3.6k

Five years, five years yourself and Jessie had been together you thought to yourself as you fixed your hair in the hallway mirror waiting for Jessie to appear from your room. You heard a small cough and turned to see a suited up Jessie stood in the door way. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of her, five years and she still flawed you every time you saw her.

Jessie was wearing black pants, a matching long sleeve shirt that was unbuttoned down to the middle of her chest paired with some white air forces. Her hair was slicked back and she had the biggest grin on her face as she took you all in.

"Are you sure you're still hungry enough to go out?" You laughed turning back towards your own reflection

"Mhmm, why?" Jessie looked at you puzzled

"Because you practically just ate me with your eyes Jess!" You smirk at her through the mirror

"Can you blame me, you look gorgeous tonight babe"

"I could say the same about you but it wouldn't do how good you look justice"

After a few minutes of you both just staring at each other Jessie made a move to get the car keys from the bowl by the door. Making her way to the car she opened the door for you, like she still did after all these years having never once let you open it for yourself.

You got in and drove in relatively comfortable silence, occasionally one of you would steal a glance at the other a few times making eye contact and quickly looking away. You felt like a giddy school girl with a crush on the cutest girl in class.

Once you got to the restaurant you were seated in the usual dimly lit booth in the corner, the same table you sat at the last five years you had been here. It had become tradition that you'd repeat your first date every year sitting at the exact same table, ordering the exact same drinks and the exact same food.

Before long though you found yourself unable to concentrate on the conversation that Jessie was having with you.

"So do you want to go?" Jessie asked picking your hand up from the table

"Huh?"

"I said would you want to go?"

"Go where?" You questioned your eyebrows furrowed together.

"Y/n were you not listening to me? I said it's Niamh's 25th soon and she asked if I'd fly back to London for her party with you. Would you want to go?"

"Oh sorry.. yeah I'd like that" you said after thinking for a second, it wasn't a difficult choice a trip back to England to see one of your good friends with the love of your life. It was practically a no brainer.

Yet within seconds you were distracted again

"Baby what's wrong? You've hardly listened to a word I've said" Jessie stoked her thumb along the back of your hand concerned.

"Nothing Jess"

"It's definitely not nothing, you've been zoning out all evening"

"You're right, I'm so sorry I know tonight is supposed to be special but I just can't help but picture that outfit on our bedroom floor Jessie and it's doing things to me"

Jessie giggled as you kicked her leg under the table

"It's not funny" you whined

"It is too, but you'll have to wait. Let's get through dinner and then we can head home?"

"I'll try" is all you could mutter

A few minutes later and you were trying so hard to keep conversation with Jessie without your thoughts wondering when you felt Jessie's foot grazing along the inside of your thigh under the table.

"Jess don't"

"Don't what baby? I'm not sure I know what you're talking about"

Which earned her a glare from you, that didn't stop the way her foot which was now shoeless making its way up and down your thigh.

Slowly getting closer to where you wanted her most and the inner turmoil you were having debating between grabbing her foot and stopping her or rocking yourself into her was causing sweat to bead along your forehead.

"You've got five seconds to stop before I pull you into that bathroom Jessie" you warned her

"Well you better get ready because I'm not stopping" Jessie tried to call your bluff.

Within seconds you were grabbing her hand and dragging her down the hallway to the bathroom, shoving her into a stall and locking the door behind you.

Your lips found hers in a passionate kiss before she'd even had chance to fully back into the cubicle, cupping her face and tangling your free hand in the curls on the back of her neck you trapped her body against the wall with your own. Deepening the kiss by swiping your tongue against her lower lip begging for entry.

Jessie moaned into your mouth allowing your tongue to slip in and roam around tasting the beer she had been drinking, her legs subconsciously spread and your knee found the place she needed you most.

You tugged lightly at the nape of her neck causing her to groan as her hips lifted looking for the pressure she so badly needed.

You pulled away slightly, lips puffy and red as you looked into her eyes

"You're so fucking gorgeous Jess, you don't understand how bad I need you"

Before Jessie could respond you found the button on her pants looking back up at her and receiving a nod you undone the button your fingers finding their way into her soaked underwear.

"Fuck Jess"

"Shut up y/n/n, it's your fau.." Jessie tried to blame you

but instead of you being the one to shut up it was Jessie as soon as your fingers glided across her slick finding her bundle of nerves. You applied some light pressure earning some whimpers and mumbles from the girl you had in front of you.

You kissed her again swallowing her moans as one hand continued to scratch at the back of her neck the other tracing her folds before slipping a singular digit into her wet heat. Jessie tilted her head back and gave you that look.

Which you knew meant only one thing, she needed more. It didn't take much encouragement before you added a second finger and then a third pumping rhythmically into Jessie as she bit down on your lip grunting as you curled into her.

That's when you heard muffled voices coming towards the bathroom door and stepping inside. The air in the cubicle was stifling and you attempted to move earning a small moan from Jessie. To which you quickly removed your fingers from inside of her to cover her mouth, at the sudden movement your knee brushed against her core causing your fingers to push more tightly against her lips.

After what felt like an eternity you heard footsteps leave the bathroom and you looked back at a panting Jessie who stared back at you, eyes dilated as she opened her mouth and gently took the fingers still covering her into her mouth sucking off her own arousal.

She hummed and hollowed her cheeks as she sucked and swirled her tongue around your digits before releasing them with a pop. A sudden rush of wetness surging to your aching core.

You grabbed Jessie and kissed her almost intoxicating yourself from the taste of herself on her lips. Groaning your fingers found their way back into Jessie's waistband taking mere seconds to find exactly what you were looking for again.

Jessie's pussy swallowed your fingers with ease as you used your hips for leverage and slowly rocked into her. Jessie slammed her head back against the wall riding your fingers as you thrust harder into her your free hand gently squeezing the base of her neck.

Your lips finding their way to where her jaw meets her neck. Gently sucking and soothing the same spot with your tongue, you squeeze a little harder and thrust your fingers deeper than before.

Jessie struggling to keep on her own two feet as you used your own body to pin her up, legs weak you were keeping her from falling to her knees.

After establishing her as your own with the bright red marks along Jessie's neck which would definitely land you in the bad books tomorrow morning when she had to go to training looking like she had been attacked by a vampire. You released her neck after one extra squeeze and whispered in her ear "I'm going to fuck out every last orgasm you have in you tonight"

Jessie closed her eyes and whimpered

"I'm going to make sure everyone knows you're my good girl Jessie, you'll be screaming my name by the end of the night because that's the only word you'll remember" you husked into Jessie's ear your breath gently tickling her skin goosebumps decorating her body.

"Fuck y/n I'm going to cum"

"Not yet baby" you say with a smirk your fingers speeding up.

"Please, I can't hold back much longer y/n/n I need to cum" she looks at you pleading.

Just as her legs start shaking you remove your fingers shoving them into your own mouth and groaning at the taste eyes rolling back.

"Get yourself dressed we are going" you demanded

You walked back to your table and paid for you meal waiting for Jessie to return after freshening herself up.

As soon as you got back home you had Jessie up on the kitchen counter stood between her legs. Lifting her shirt over head and removing her bra before doing the same to yourself. All items of clothing discarded recklessly on the floor.

Your hands came to Jessie's waste slowly stroking up and down before meeting her waste band for the second time that night. Again you looked at her and she nodded. You removed them along with her panties leaving them strewn on the floor with your other garments.

Once naked on the counter in front of you, your eyes raked over her perfect body taking in every curve and every freckle until your eyes became glued to her glistening core. You licked your lips subconsciously which earned a giggle from Jessie.

Which was unwise on her part because you dropped to your knees and grabbed her hips scooting her to the edge before diving into her. Licking broad stripes across her centre to her hooded clit circling it before adventuring back across her folds and dipping into her clenching hole. Tasting her nectar right from the source.

"Fuck" you mumble into her, which earns a smirk from Jessie.

"You taste so fucking good baby, my perfect girl"

Jessie's hips arched off of the counter and bucked into your mouth. Your arm resting over her hips subtly pushing her back down onto the counter.

It wasn't long before you felt her excitement dripping down your chin, you smiled into her as your fingers rubbed loose circles around her clit.

Her hands finding their way into your hair tugging gently at every slight jolt of electricity you sparked inside her.

You worked Jessie back up close to her peak just like before and it didn't take long for her to start begging.

"Please let me cum this time, please baby, I'll do anything for you I just need to cum on that pretty tongue"

You knew this time you couldn't deny her request and were relentless, lips attaching to her clit sucking rhythmically as your fingers entered her once again. Curling deep inside her hitting the spot that made her legs shake.

Within seconds Jessie's hips began stuttering following your mouth and fingers. Head snapping back and white heat filling from the depths of her stomach before flickering across the back of her eyelids. Wet heat gushing from her as you lapped at her. Her toes curling shuddering as she came down.

You gently picked her up from the counter carrying her to your bed placing her down against the pillows. It didn't take long before Jessie got her breath back and recovered from her mind blowing orgasm.

"Take your pants off"

Jessie gave you a look that you knew you were not to mess with and did as you were told

"That's a good girl"

You smiled at her abashedly

"Come here" she motioned to you as she laid back against the pillows. You looked at her confused when it clicked. You kneeled on the bed kissing your way up her body, across her navel and the swell of her breasts along the marks you'd made at the restaurant before placing a quick peck on her lips.

You straddled her chest and her hands guided your hips so you were hovering above her face. Jessie gently lowered you down on to her lips.

Her pretty pink tongue poking out slightly to flick along your clit, you were absolutely soaked at this point. Feeling yourself drip down her tongue your face flushed red with embarrassment.

"You're so hot like this" Jessie praised into your centre, spurring you on.

You ground down harder on Jessie's face as her tongue lapped around your entrance sliding into you as she gripped your hips rocking you back and forth.

Her nose gently bumping against your bud of nerves making you feel so alive like your skin was on fire.

Your head thrown back in pleasure as her fingernails dug into your thighs, the only thing you could focus on was the immense desire that you felt.

"That's my baby, ridding my face like a good girl" Jessie groaned out as your hips fell out of rhythm.

You were embarrassed but her actions and words soon had you cumming down Jessie's throat. You squeezed her hand still entwined with yours before falling next to her on the bed.

Your head rested against her chest as you gently traced shapes along the valley of her breasts. You were deep in thought before Jessie looked down at you.

"Can I fuck you with the strap?"

Your pussy stirred at her words and you nodded your head eagerly.

Jessie jumped up grabbing your strap from the draw, placing it around her hips and securing it making her way back over to you, the mattress sinking under her weight.

You sat perched up on your elbows watching as she got closer.

She kissed you gently pushing you back before mindlessly playing with your throbbing pussy. After awhile of tasting you she brought her hand up to her mouth spitting on her fingers before returning to your opening.

Jessie slowly enter her fingers scissoring them stretching you open, getting you ready. It was then she began stroking the tip of her strap where you needed her. Jessie kissed you gently lacing your fingers together as she pushed in slowly.

With each inch Jessie studied your face to see if there was any discomfort before she bottomed out in you her hips flush with yours. The end of the strap bumping against her own clit.

You squeezed her hand showing her you needed a minute before you allowed her to continue.

Jessie was gentle with you as if you were made of glass. When she was content that you were ready to begin again she slowly slid in and out of you before you groaned in frustration.

"Please Jess, I need more"

With that Jessie's hips snapped into action and she pulled out almost all the way before slamming back inside of you, earning an ear piercing moan that your neighbours definitely heard.

This was all Jessie needed to hear before she flipped you onto your front grabbing your hips and fucking you senseless. Grabbing your hair she pulled you up so you were on all fours your back arched as she ravaged you.

Pulling harder your back pressed flush against her front as she rutted into you over and over again until your vision became blurry.

One of her hands momentarily leaving your waist before a loud crack rang out around the room as her hand landed on your ass.

Satisfied with your reaction she repeated the movement on the other side until your other cheek had an identical hand print.

Listening to you moan and pant mixed with the pleasure the end of the strap gave her made her legs burn, biting your shoulder, closing her eyes and gently urging herself to continue. Her hips smashed into yours with precision, the wet sound of you taking her deeper filling your ears along with how breathy she was.

"I'm so fucking close Jess"

"Fuck"

"Please don't stop"

"Oh godddd Jesss"

You could stop whining as she claimed you.

Flipping you over onto your back again Jessie hunched over you sucking down on your left peak catching the other between her forefinger and thumb tweaking it before releasing your breast with a pop. Bringing you ever closer to the edge before swapping and paying the same attention to your now stiffening right peak.

The cold air meeting the saliva left on your nipples sending a spark between your legs.

"I want to see your face as you cum"

Jessie leaned down capturing your lips, pounding into you as your nails scratched down her back drawing blood and you screamed out. Jessie watched as she ripped another orgasm from deep inside of you. Eyes rolling back mouth hanging open as an ungodly amount of curses spilled from your mouth.

Jessie continued pounding into you as she chased her own orgasm, causing you to become oversensitive. Breathless you couldn't express yourself to Jessie as she too found paradise and fell against you pushing deep inside. As you came down you begged Jessie not to move so that you could regain the feelings in your legs and not become even more sensitive.

After sometime Jessie asked if she could remove herself and you allowed her to. Apologising she threw the strap to the floor before kissing your temple and curling into your side.

Jessie stroked your warm and sweat damp skin as you regained your breath, slowly your panting stopped and you began to reach your regular heart rate.

After a few minutes Jessie removed herself much to your protest.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll be back shortly, just one second"

"One"

"That's more than a second!"

Jessie came back in with a warm wash cloth and washed you gently between the legs before handing you a bottle of water.

"And you said you'd rip every orgasm from me but here we are" Jessie shrugged

Void of much energy you just rolled your eyes at her.

"You want me to go make a snack?" She asked sweetly as if she hadn't just fucked you into another world.

"I'm good but I could do with a shower" you counter

Within seconds she'd swept you off your feet and had you in the shower.

Her hands gently massaging your scalp with your favourite coconut shampoo, nails digging in and your eyes closing with pleasure. Although different from the sexual pleasure moments ago the new action made your heart swell with so much love.

She then lathered your body in soap, running her hands along your curves, the soft flesh of your inner thigh and to the valley of your breasts where you now saw purple bruises forming from the way Jessie had gone to town on them not to long ago.

Once fully lathered and clean she began to rinse the suds from your body, kissing each part as it became clean, first your shoulders, your stomach, your arms, down your legs before a quick kiss to your bikini line and a peck on your lips.

"What did I do to deserve you?" You ask her

"The real question is what did I do to deserve you?" She retorts

After you got out of the shower Jessie dried you off bringing you back into the bedroom handing you a pair of her Canada shorts and her UCLA hoodie before she tucked you in bed grabbing you some hot coco.

Slipping into the bed with you after cleaning up your clothes from the floor and you had finished off your mug of liquid heaven (that was unfortunately not Jessie's) you placed the empty vessel on your nightstand

Turning back over you snuggled into Jessie's side as she read her book, stroking your hair tearing eyes away from her book to smile down at you before reading again.

"What are you reading? Do you think you could read it to me?" You ask her

"It's just a book about photography and how to take the best shot" Jessie tells you

"Sooo I just love listening to you"

"Baby you won't like it"

"I like anything if it's your voice reading it" which was the truth, you found her voice soothing.

She was never one to deny you so you lay there listening to Jessie's soft voice talk to you about aperture and the importance of picking the correct lenses and the rhythmic beat of her heart as you slowly doze off on her.

The last thought you had 'five years down, forever to go'

[whiteteadreams]

just imagine...

hyuck or mark

roommate au!

you're rearranging your room around to feel at ease again since it looks like a hurricane ran through it. moving causes a lot of commotion since it's loud and heavy so (hc or mk) come check up on you. it's obvious what're doing when they see you and you ask "can you help me finish up?" instead they ignore you and close the door right back up. so as a petty joke, you control the wifi, and pay for it. SO, WHEN YOU START HEARING POrN COMING FROM THEIR ROOM, YOU DECIDE TO TURN OFF THE WIFI JUST AS THEY'RE ABOUT TO GET OFF. ( then you enter their room while they're cursing about the wifi and meat is out like it's a show "since you won't help me finish up, i don't think i'll let you finish."🫢 SMuT PlS

Pairing: Roommate!Mark x Female Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Roommates AU, Non-Idol AU, Smut

Warnings: Cursing/ mature language, smut, fluff at the end, not proofread

Smut Warnings: Degradation, Mark somewhat objectiying the reader, ripping leggings, creampie, unprotected sex

a/n- i simply have nothing to say for myself with why this took actually forever. also...self indulgent because I, too, like the reader, received a degree 😝

Boredom racked through your body as you checked your notifications. Reading through a text asking to go out on the town, you responded with a simple, “sorry, i’m busy tn :(“ despite your entire night being a destined repeat of your afternoon.

Looking over the side of your bed at your floor, you took in the scattered clothes, at this point you didn’t even know what was clean and what was dirty. Lifting your head, you saw the state of the rest of your room, which was equally or even more of a disaster as your floor. Your room had become a punching bag for your laziness as finals rolled around and with your new degree laying on the desk, you decided you had nothing else to do besides clean.

Rolling off your bed, your feet barely caught your body before you were able to fall flat onto your disgusting floor. You normally pride yourself on your cleanness but obviously this was not a good example of your usual self.

Still sluggishly, you forced your feet to drag you to your curtains, pulling them open to take advantage of the rest of the sunlight. Seeing your room in natural light for the first time in what felt like weeks finally forced you into the cleaning spirit.

Starting with the basics, you simply gathered all the clothes that were littered around your room and threw them in a basket, to be washed, whether that be completed today or another time was something out of your control.

Thankfully, your room wasn’t nearly as bad as you had thought it was, the clothes were the real issue here, but you still needed to clean your carpet, or at least vacuum. Staring down your giant dresser, you started to plan out how to move it.

Pulling at the sides, you felt your body jerk as it barely slid against the floor, but even though it didn’t move where you wanted it to, it did manage to bump your desk, which then hit the wall.

Over the music that had quietly been playing, your door cracked open and in popped Mark, your roommate.

“Yo, what are you doing? You’re being kind of loud…” Mark’s eyes raked across your backside before you turned around. Your leggings do nothing to avoid outlining your entire bottom half, even once you turn around, with your hands on your hips.

“Well, Marky, if I had to guess, it would appear I’m trying to move my dresser! And it wasn’t actually that loud.” Laughing at his wide eyes, thinking he was just overreacting the noise level, you turned around before stopping again. “Mark, would you mind helping me out?”

But as you looked over your shoulder for a response, you saw the boy leave the room.

Huffing at his departure, you went ahead and finished your cleanup, or at least you tried to before you heard what sounded like a squeak over in the next room. Deciding to be petty, you walked over to Mark’s room to complain about the noise level. But as you got closer and pressed your ear close to the door, you heard more than just squeaks which you were able to confirm were bed squeaks, you heard a few grunts, and then female moans. It was obvious that Mark was watching porn, and as a good roommate you would walk away, but you’re not really a good roommate.

Stifling your giggles, you waltzed to the living room to where the WiFi router was, and looking back at Mark’s closed door one last time you pulled the plug, cutting off the WiFi for the entire house.

“What the fuck?” A quiet voice sounded throughout the otherwise silent house. You allowed yourself to laugh loudly before just letting yourself into Mark’s room, not even giving him enough time to cover himself.

“Yo, what are you doing? You’re being kind of loud…” Using Mark’s words against him, his face turned red as he tried to grasp onto a blanket to cover himself. “Is this the reason you couldn’t help me? Too busy making yourself cum? I suppose, since you wouldn’t help me finish up, it’s only fair I don’t help you finish up.”

Turning on your feet, you started to walk out of Mark’s room before you felt his hand wrap around your wrist, pulling you back into him. You didn’t know when he stood up but now it didn’t matter as your back was to his bare chest, and your ass was against his bare cock.

“You’re really funny, you know that right?” Mark spoke through his teeth and then kissed the side of your head.

Spinning the both of you around, Mark pressed you against his desk, rutting against your ass as he breathed into your ear. “Maybe I would’ve helped you if you were wearing something a little more decent, instead you wear these tight ass pants that show exactly what your pussy looks like.” 

Gripping the thin fabric between his fingers, Mark tore the crotch of the leggings before pushing into your cunt.

“S’not my fault that you’re a fucking pervert.” Fucking back into Mark, you whimpered at the tight grip he had on your hips, surely leaving bruises to be seen in the morning.

Laughing against your head, Mark smacked your thigh at the comment. 

“I’m not, I just live with a little slut who walks around with her tits and pussy out, hard not to get hard when I’ve got cunt in my face.”

Your hair started to fall into your face as Mark’s thrusts increased in pace. But it wasn’t the reason why you couldn't see for long. You felt Mark readjust his grip on you before pulling out and throwing you on the bed. Bouncing lightly on the mattress you go to sit up but Mark, instead palmed the back of your head and pressed your face into the mattress, all while pulling your ass into the air so he can force his cock back into you.

Voice muffled by the blankets you tried to speak, but Mark gripped your hair into a ponytail and pulled your face back up. “You wanna repeat that?” He breathed out through his teeth.

“I said, who knew the good innocent child of God was such a pervert.” Mark didn’t even bother to respond, he just pushed your face back into the pillows and with his other hand landed several quick, sharp slaps to your ass.

Moaning out, you gripped the sheets and smiled despite Mark being unable to see it. Finally, he was fucking you. You didn’t dress like a cheap whore for nothing. With the feeling of Mark’s hips slapping yours, the noises of his grunts and your muffled moans, and the thoughts swirling in your head, caused you to be close. And Mark knew this, because as he felt you twitching and clamping your walls down on his cock, he snuck his hand under your body and played with your clit. Rolling the bud between his fingers, you whimpered and curled your toes, starting to buck your hips back into his more frantically.

“Come on, cum for me already. I can’t hold it much longer, please.” Mark whined behind you, his dominant persona cracking slightly.

Not even a full minute later, you heard your ears start to ring as pleasure coursed through your veins, taking over all of your other senses.

Mark rode out yours and his highs before pulling out and collapsing next to you, once his grip on you vanished, your body hit the mattress as well. Him on his back and you on your stomach, you both looked at each other with dopey smiles and tired eyes.

“Thanks for the nut bro” Mark held out his closed fist to you. Rolling your eyes, you sit up and go to shove Mark, however, he caught your forearm before you could push him and pulled you into his chest. Planting his lips onto you, this kiss wasn’t like the ones before, this one was like Mark was pouring the words he was too scared to speak into you. Once you both pulled away, your eyebrows were furrowed, waiting to see what was going to be revealed. And once the silence was put to an end, you weren’t disappointed.

“I don’t want this to be a one time thing and I don’t see it as ‘just sex.’” Without responding to him, you pressed your lips to his and smiled.

[m30wk1ttycat]

angel

pairing: thomas x gn!builder!reader

tw: blood, cussing, mentions of very scary shit that minho drew.

summary: thomas hates not being allowed to do anything in the safe haven - it's been weeks since they arrived, but all he gets to do is lay back and do nothing while the others do everything. apparently, he needs to recover after all the traumatic shit, in vince's words. but why would thomas listen to him?

it had been over a month since you arrived at the safe haven, and thomas, the ever so restless boy, was not having it. he wanted to help out, but each time he asked vince if there were any jobs available, he told him that he still needed to recover, and then, they could discuss it.

so, for now, he was stuck with having to do absolutely nothing.

well.. that was a lie. while he wasn't allowed to work, he still had something to do. that "something" being rating whatever minho doodled in his sketchbook while admiring a certain someone from afar.

minho waved the sketchbook in front of him, grinning proudly.

thomas tilted his head to the side, trying to get a better look at minho's drawing. "dude, what the hell is that?"

"a demon pig, duh."

his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he chose not to. even if he wanted to speak, brenda interrupted, sitting down next to thomas.

her eyes raked over the sketchbook in front of thomas' face, trying to figure out what the hell it was that minho drew. "..is that a pig crank with vampire fangs?"

"close enough," he agreed. "so? do you like it?"

"yes, very beautiful," brenda said sarcastically.

minho nudged the boy next to him, waiting for him to answer his question. no reaction.

so, he elbowed him in the ribs. that prompted him to let out a yelp that did not sound very manly at all. "ow! what was that for?"

"my arm, uh, slipped? my bad, sorry," he apologized, though his grin gave it away that he wasn't actually sorry. he made his intentions clear once he asked, "rate the drawing?"

thomas paused, thinking. "like, an 8,5 out of 10? wouldn't want to see that. ever."

if minho didn't look proud before, he definitely did now, hearing thomas' words. he didn't expect an 8,5 out of 10, but he was happy with it nonetheless. even if he was a bit offended that thomas didn't know what his drawing was supposed to be until brenda mentioned it.

"thank you. i feel flattered," he joked, and turned back to doodling something. back in the glade, minho only drew the maps and stuff, but now that he was here, in the safe haven and not in the glade, he actually had time to draw stuff that weren't work-related. like demon pigs and other horrifying shit.

twenty-ish minutes later, minho proudly showed off his drawing of a cute frog. out of all the things he could draw - which was usually satanic looking animals or objects that would forever haunt thomas - he chose to draw a frog. a very cute frog, but a fucking frog regardless.

"nightmare fuel," brenda commented, to which minho scoffed.

"'nightmare fuel'? it's beautiful, what do you mean?" he tsked, turning to thomas, who was not at all paying attention to anything they were saying. "right, thomas?"

thomas blinked, furrowing his brows at minho. "what? oh! um, yeah, it's beautiful."

"see?" minho looked over at brenda, his expression smug. "thomas agrees."

"of course he does," the brunette muttered. "and thomas?"

hearing his name, he turned to her, waiting for her to continue.

"stop staring at the builders."

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later that day, during dinner, he asked gally if he could help them out sometime.

"you want to.. work with us?" he repeated, making sure he heard him right. this was thomas, the guy who the most stubborn and clumsy human being there was - and he wanted to work with them? them, as in with the builders?

he nodded. "yeah..?"

gally paused, looking genuinely confused by his request.

"i'll see what i can do," he finally said, partially agreeing. thomas internally cheered, both nervous and excited for a reason he couldn't quite explain.

minho, meanwhile, chuckled softly. "is this about y/n?" he suggested.

"no!" he said a bit too quickly, prompting minho to put his hands up, as if surrendering. "all right, all right. calm down. sorry."

"i just don't like not working," he explained after a pause. minho nodded, seemingly believing him. gally, on the other hand, looked a bit skeptical.

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in the morning, after breakfast, gally announced that he could choose between sorting screws or helping him and yourself to repair the roof of one of the huts. of course, thomas agreed to help out with fixing the roof, which somehow ended up with thomas dropping a hammer onto his hand while gally was taking a break and you were too focused on the roof you were supposed to be re-doing.

"fuck!" you heard him exclaim from next to you.

"you all right?" you asked, continuing to do the work you were assigned with.

"..nothing," he lied. it was obviously not nothing, judging by how his hand was bleeding, which was something you noticed only after turning around to make sure he was okay - he wasn't.

you took the hammer from him before he could take it back as he reached for it again. "we're getting you to the medics. come on." you grabbed his uninjured hand with your free one and practically dragged him away, gally staring at the both of you in confusion. was he really witnessing this?

once you were at the medics' cabin, you made him sit down on one of the cots as he explained what happened to one of the medics, a woman named stephanie who he recognized from the right arm.

as stephanie tended to him, you leaned on the wall, arms crossed over your chest.

when she was done, she walked away, leaving the two of you alone.

"jesus, thomas," you muttered mostly to yourself. you pushed yourself off of the wall, and sat down next to him, taking his hand into your own, your eyes filled with worry. there was already some blood soaking through the carefully wrapped bandage, you noticed.

he had the expression of a kicked puppy, embarrassed about this whole situation. maybe he should've listened to vince and this wouldn't have happened. maybe he wouldn't have embarrassed himself in front of his crush if he didn't ask gally if he could help with construction and crafting related things, knowing full well that he was the definition of a klutz.

a knock came at the door, gally and minho standing there in the doorway, brenda in front of both of the boys.

"what happened?" brenda asked. much like the others did, she eyed his hand, worried.

"i was hammering something," he mumbled. "got distracted, i guess."

minho raised a brow. "distracted, huh?

"by what?" gally asked. a look of realization appeared on his face, and he internally facepalmed. minho and brenda, meanwhile, were snickering.

"oh my god," minho laughed, "dude.."

"what??" he exclaimed. "i didn't even say anything!"

he, gally, and brenda exchanged a glance.

"right, um," brenda spoke up through her laugh. "don't do stupid shit, all right? we gotta go. heal or something, i don't know."

thomas nodded, pouting as brenda ruffled his hair on the way out. after they left, he ducked his head down as an attempt to keep you from seeing the blush on his cheeks after basically getting exposed in front of you, the person he was convinced he was only slightly crushing on - little did he know that he was not only lying to everyone else around him, but to himself, too.

"you okay? does it hurt?" you inquired, genuinely concerned about him.

"only when i move my hand," he answered, to which you nodded in acknowledgement.

a beat. "i'm sorry."

your brows pinched together at his random apology. you had no clue why he was sorry. things like that happened all the time, and he definitely wouldn't the first person to drop a hammer on their hand. you guessed he wouldn't be the last, either.

"it's okay, don't worry about it," you reassured, your voice soft.

he frowned. "what about the roof?"

"it's fine, i can always finish it tomorrow with the others."

"am i a part of 'the others'?" he asked, voice hesitant like he was worried what your response would be. he didn't even know why he asked that or why he was worried - him being a builder was not something that would have a good impact on the safe haven.

"no, angel. not until your hand heals," you answered truthfully.

"angel" just did it for him. if his face wasn't as red as his bloodied bandages were before, it certainly was now.

he nodded, still trying to process something. whether it was the pet name, the fact that you were still holding his hand (not that he was complaining about that or the way you so effortlessly called him "angel"), or that you said that he could help out the builders once his hand healed, he had no clue. probably all at once.

"..and next time, you're not touching a hammer or getting near a hammer," you added.

"mhm, okay, got it," he agreed, and leaned his head on your shoulder. "no hammers in the future."

[yeondollie]

ʙᴀᴍ ʏᴀɴɢ ɢᴀɴɢ ౨ৎ ♡ .ᐟ

'i closed the chapter on the days we spent together.'

. . warnings ; ANGST .ᐟ, breaking up, argument, fem reader, taehyun is kinda mean, crying, heartbreak, reader is needy, taehyun gets annoyed of reader, just over all sad ecfhuehfusih !!

a/n ; i have been listening in bam yang gang on repeat its so so so good but so sad :(. the beat is so adorable and so is bibi i love her sm sm but the song is so sad and as soon as i heard it i thought about making a story with it . this is just a drabble so i dont have a word count sorry :< anyways, enjoy !! ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

"why do you want so much out of me? can i have some peace and quiet to myself? god.." here we were again. arguing with taehyun was getting more and more common, though you hated it. taehyun knew you were a sensitive person and didn't like conflict but you were just pissing him off lately.

you didn't know what to say really. though you were only trying to check up on him after work, he wasn't having it. "it's like you're attached to my hip, truly." you suck in the tears in your eyes as he says this. you didn't wanna fight, you just wanted to please him in any way you could.

"yes i-i.. i'll give you time. i’m sorry." you say, tearing still welling in your eyes. this, for some reason, set taehyun off completely. why couldn’t you stand up for yourself? it was pathetic in his eyes. “see! thats why im upset. you’re like a doormat- you get walked all over, it’s pathetic.” he scoffs, letting out a small laugh even.

holding the tears back, about to flow, you mutter out some words. “you’re r-right, i’m s-sorry.” you sniffle a bit, looking up at the ceiling to avoid the tears falling out of your eyes. you’ve never felt more pathetic in your life, it was such a horrible feeling. taehyun didn’t seem phased at all, walking up and getting in your face.

“so thats it? sorry? you think thats gonna fix everything?” he says, his face only inches from yours. it was weird, usually when he was this close he would be kissing you or looking at you longingly but no. not this time, not anymore. the only time he looked at you was with lust or anger behind his eyes.

it felt like the two of you would only have sex or only argue, it was tiring- so tiring. he used to hold your cold hand in his own warm hand. he used to kiss your forehead and play with your hair, what happened? the tears flickered down your cheek as you answered him. “t-tyun i.. i don’t know what else to d-do.” now quickly wiping your own tears.

when he realizes you’re crying, he doesn’t bat an eye. its like all his love for you was drained from his heart- you hated it so much. “you know what _____? we’re done. i cant fucking do this with you anymore. you’re just so.. so needy and dumb!” he raises his voice, now watching you flinch in front of him.

you didn’t even have the energy to stop him, watching him with blurry eyes. watching how much he changed over the span of you two dating was shocking and saddening to you. oh how you longed for the sweet taehyun you once had.

before he could exit your house, forever saying bye to him you did one last thing. “taehyun..?” you whisper, not even having the energy to talk loudly. “what?” he whips back at you. you grab his school name tag he gave you, when he first confessed his feelings for you when the two of you were still in high school.

grabbing his name tag, along with your own- you walked up to him gently. you placed your name tag in his hand, looking into his angry eyes. “so you can remember me, you promised me you’d never forget me right?”

his eyes flickered with sympathy one final last time.

[nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos]

Bully Sub FTM! Scaramouche/Wanderer X Tall Nerdy Dom! Male Reader Nsfw Modern AU

Warnings: Degrading kinks, fingering, humiliation kinks, semi-public sex, and size kinks

You are a senior in highschool who is about to graduate in a few weeks, but there is one big problem though, you have to deal with the bully who has been bullying you ever since you've first stepped foot in highschool, and that bully is none other than Scaramouche. Scaramouche bullies others as well, but he bullies you the most because he secretly has a crush on you and desperately wants you inside him.

You are taller than him, but that doesn't stop him from bullying you, he wants your attention so bad that he wishes you could just drop your nerdy and gentle giant act and pound his cunt already. Since you are one of the smartest students in school, he'll force you to do his homework and other assignments so he can have some more free time to think about you destroying his cunt while fingering himself while in the bathroom or at home. But you decided to put an end to the constant bullying once and for all.

You were casually drawing on your sketchbook until Scaramouche walked up to your desk before slamming an assignment on it. "Do it, nerd" Scaramouche said while crossing his arms, as if he was expecting you to do what you were told. "No," you said before continuing to draw on your sketchbook, Scaramouche didn't liked the response. He then grabbed your face harshly and making you look at him before saying, "what did you said, nerd??" You then took his hand off your face before replying with, "you heard me, I said no!"

Fortunately there was no one else in the room with you two, so you didn't care how loud you were. Scaramouche then slapped your across the face, making your glasses fall to the floor. This made you very angry, and with great force, you bended Scaramouche over a desk. "Apologize you bitch!" You said, Scaramouche blushed because it was completely unexpected for you to bend him over. "I said apologize!" You repeated.

Scaramouche couldn't remain prideful forever, so he screamed, "fine, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for bullying you for so long, I did it because I like you, and because I wanted you to ruin me!" This confession was music to your ears, you then smirked before whispering into his ear, "oh, is that so?" Scaramouche nodded, "I'll do anything for you, and I'll let you do whatever you want to me Y/N~."

You smirked once more before saying, "strip for me." Without any hesitation, Scaramouche quickly stripped down before he was butt naked in front of you, he was completely flustered.

You could see his cunt getting wet, you then put him on your lap before making him look up at you, "good boy~," you said before rubbing his wet cunt before fingering it. "Mmm~," Scaramouche moaned while still looking up at you. "Are you my bitch?~" You asked while still fingering his cunt, "y-yes, I want you so bad Y/N, I want to be your one and only bitch~," Scaramouche replied.

"Prove it," you said before smirking, Scaramouche then kissed you roughly without any warning before saying, "I would literally let the whole school know that I'm your bitch, I would even wear a collar that has your name carved on it for you~," he added. He really does like you, and the fact that he is letting you have your way with him after being a total jerk to you for so long proves that he is a whore for you.

"Oh, really?" You asked, "mhmm~, I will even wear something bitchy for you everyday~," Scaramouche replied while grinding on your fingers. "Will you stop bullying me?" You asked, "hmmm, I will, if you fuck me everyday~," he replied. You smirked before saying, "deal." Typical Scaramouche, am I right? But hey, he's offering his body to you, so there's no reason for you to turn down on the offer.

[shuuuuush]

CAN I KISS YOU YET? [Sharky]

Summary: Last-minute flight confessions

Warnings: none

A/N: Legit have been trying to come up with fics by listening to music, had this song on repeat, "Can I Kiss You?" By Dahl. It's inspired by the song, and you can listen to it at the bottom! Also not proofread !

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2 years? Was that how long you knew Sharky for?

No. That was how long you loved him. You have known him since forever.

Ever since then, conversations with him have just changed. Every word, every eye contact you both made, just turned your stomach upside down, and you were sure you could have almost had heart attacks with the way he made your heart skip a beat on multiple occasions.

You've been building up the courage to start a conversation on this one topic.

Your feelings.

But what's holding you back though? You've got nothing to lose.

Except maybe your courage, or maybe your well-built friendship with him. Is it worth the loss? You decided yes it is. It is because maybe you have a chance.

You'd have to tell him soon anyway because he was about to leave for another country to film a beta squad video.

Thinking it through, if you told him at the airport before he left, maybe he would think about it throughout his trip?

Or maybe you were just trying to convince yourself that you wouldn't be hurt if he said no.

After all, flights and airports usually are the start of something new.

Half an hour before the flight leaves, you go see off the beta squad. Hugging and wishing each one a safe flight.

When you get to Sharky you hesitate for a bit before hugging him as well.

You could stay in his embrace forever. That's how much you loved him.

When you let go, he held onto your waist for a little bit and told you. "Stay safe, too, Y/N."

You were about to speak when he let go, and the others told him they had to board the plane real soon.

Are you just going to let him go without telling him?

Without thinking straight, you grabbed his hand to stop him from leaving quickly, causing a confused reaction from the taller man.

"Now or never, " you thought.

"Y/N, what-"

"Sharky, I love you." Avoiding eye contact, looking anywhere but him to remain having a good composure. Taking a deep breath, you continued,

"I've known you for so long, and you still make me nervous. Maybe I'm just imagining things, but when you look at me, I hope you don't look at me as a friend."

And then you looked up at him.

To you, it was dead silent, not even the slightest scatter of wheels from other people's suitcases could be heard. Staring into those beautiful brown chocolate eyes. Hoping, begging for him to say something.

Anything, something to let you know that maybe for once what you did was right.

And then laughter, a beautiful smile erupted from the man in front of you. His angelic voice still sends you butterflies.

"So can I kiss you?"

And with a simple nod, he wastes no time in grabbing your waist to pull you closer to him and capturing this perfect moment with a delicate kiss.

It felt so familiar, like your lips were both made for each other. And you felt so relieved that he felt the same way.

You pulled away and lingered there, centimetres apart for a split second before diving into another kiss.

Wrapping your arms around his neck and him grinning into the kiss, tightening his grip around your waist.

You felt joy bubbling up inside of you, and you knew that after this, there was no going back, and you think it is worth it to be with Sharky.

Pulling away for air, he takes hold of your cheek, lovingly rubbing his thumb against it. "You know, I've been picturing this moment since forever. And I'll be honest, I was a bit impatiently waiting to see if you liked me back or not. And I'm so glad you do."

Off near the gate of the door, the boys whooped and cheered for their boy Sharky, glad to know that he finally found someone, and someone they can trust too.

Sharky laughed and caused you to do the same as he put a thumbs up to the guys.

"Congrats, Sharky! But we really gotta go on this plane!" Niko shouted, cupping his hands over his mouth to make sure it was loud enough for Sharky to hear.

Rolling his eyes, he shouted an 'ok' back. And then he looked back at you again. This time in his eyes, it's not full of confusion but of love, a longing trust and relief that you do love him, and he loves you back.

He shook his head and smiled, and pointed to his cheek, and you just chuckled, reaching up to kiss his cheek quickly. "I love it when you look at me like that."

"Just hurry up and come back to me. You'll be late on your flight now." You laughed as you slightly shoved him towards the gate.

"I'll come back to you !" He shouted right before entering the gate. He waved at you, and you returned it as the flight attendant closed the door.

You smiled to yourself because you knew he would, and you were so glad you told him. You sure aren't forgetting this moment at all.

(And Aj caught the whole thing on camera and sent it to you, so you definitely aren't going to watch this over and over again. )

Taglist: @b4tasquad, @p3drii, @n1kodl, @elora-k, @slutforpablogavi, @enhacolor

[vodika-vibes]

Heyoo!

I have a request, it’s a bit of a long gif so if ya don’t get to it or don’t wanna do it, it’s fine lol.

Anyways, my idea / request / prompt / Echo x Fem!Reader goes like this, kinda, feel free to take liberties

Echo, now I feel like he would be a nervous kinda guy when it comes to having a crush. Like, he just doesn’t know what to say and overthinks absolutely everything, and can’t rly take a hint. Before he got blown up, there was a girl, who he has a liiiitle crush on n such, (idk you can make her a mechanic, doctor, bartender, whatever idm)

And they were rly good “friends” n such r something, aaaand some time after he joins TBB he visits the old place where he used to reside with the other guys in the domino squad (I forget where *sob*) And she’s is surprisingly still there. Heartfelt angsty ?kinda? Maybe reunion yadayadaydada and a bit after that and after catching up, probably a day or two later they pick up hints that they like each other and eventually confess n StUfF, aaand ya, then he has to go back with TBB and they be sad, he invites her to join but she is hesitant, and bc the other squad members don’t even know her she ends up saying no- aaaaand ya-

( 💀 omg i don’t even know anymore )

Idk it’s a very weird prompt, I’m making this up as I go, so feel free to pick and choose, take or add, whatever u wanna do

Again if u don’t wanna do it that is perfectly fine, just a thought. Love your work! <33

I Dream Of Forever

Summary: Summary: You’ve been a bartender on Rishi since you were old enough to take orders correctly. Echo was a Clone Trooper turned ARC Trooper stationed on Rishi who was a little more than friends with you. You legitimately believe he’s dead. But when a group of clones land on Rishi, you come face to face with the man you hoped would be your forever.

Pairing: TBB Echo x F!Reader

Word Count: 2201

Warnings: Some suggestive moments, but nothing detailed

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I thing I got the general vibe you want, but if I didn't please let me know and I'll do something else.

You’ve been a bartender at the same bar on Rishi since you were ten years old. Your parents had debts to the bar owner, and they sold you to make up for it. Well, you and your siblings.

You’re the lucky one.

Your…owner? Guardian? Whatever he is, he treats you like a beloved granddaughter. He buys you clothes and food and allows you to go to school…and until you reached the age of majority at 18, you only had to work four hours a night four days a week. 

He even paid for you to go to college, and he pays you well enough that you have your own home here on Rishi.

You’re lucky.

Your older brother, you know, ended up becoming a gladiator in the Outer Rim, and last you heard he’s an enforcer for the Hutt Cartel. Your older sister, however, became a drug runner for a Spice Cartel and last you heard she’s moving from rehab center to rehab center.

You’re lucky.

Maybe if you repeat it often enough, you’ll believe it.

All things considered, Rishi isn’t the worst place to spend your life. The area you live in is warm and bright and right on the water. Not to mention you’ve got several friends here that you would miss if you left…or if the Empire decides to actually deal with the pirate problem.

You’re not worried though.

The Republic’s war with the Separatists barely touched Rishi afterall, aside from having a single watch station that has been abandoned for years now.

And you don’t expect that the Empire will push too much.

Your gaze drifts from the food stall that you’re visiting, lingering on the small, almost overgrown, old Republic comm station. Once upon there had been five men stationed there. Hevy, Droidbait, Cutup, Fives, and Echo.

While you had some concerns as to how the pirates of Rishi would react to obvious soldiers spending time in their bars…people were surprisingly okay with them. More than one of them getting an offer to join different crews.

A small smile lifts your lips at the memory of your boys laughingly turning down offers of pirate crew memberships.

The Dominos had been Rishi’s, more so than the Republics, and people raged when they heard that they died.

First when Droidbait and Cutup died, and then later when they heard that Hevy was killed on Kamino. And then even later when Echo was blown up, and then Fives was killed-

Fives’ death was kind of the final straw for Rishi. 

Even now, the Pirates of Rishi are more than happy to raid imperial vessels, in honor of their Dominos.

You step around a group of Mercs, all of whom have dominoes tattooed on their hands, and start to meander your way back to your home. You miss them. All of them.

But, if you’re going to be honest, you probably miss Echo the most.

He was a lot like his brothers, loud and boisterous, and always ready with a joke or a quip, or to finish a joke that his twin set up. He was always the first to greet you with a grin, and the last to say goodbye at the end of the night.

But, unlike his brothers, he flirted with you a little shyly, as though he wasn’t sure what he was doing.

It was charming and sweet, and you found yourself smitten with him. 

He didn’t, quite, get over his shyness with you even after the first time you invited him into your home with tempting kisses. He was still a little shy even after the tenth time you invited him into your home, and your bed, with teasing touches and adoring kisses.

You wanted forever with him, and you thought, hoped, that he wanted the same.

And then he left, and you never heard from him again.

You suppose, in a way, it makes sense. Why would a soldier want to slum it with a bartender who’s technically a slave.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

After all, you still dream of forever with Echo. Only now, your dreams are definitely castles in the air.

After all, dead men don’t get happily ever afters.

“We need to land somewhere,” Tech says to his brothers, a frown on his face, “The damage to the ship is…far too severe for me to repair without landing.”

“Where can we land, though?” Wrecker asks, “It’s not like there are a large number of places that will accept us.”

Echo eyes the star map speculatively, “I…may have an idea.” He offers, as his gaze lands on a specific planet. A bright smile dances across your memory, and a loving laugh echoes in his ears.

He’s a kriffing fool.

Hopefully she won’t turn him away.

“Well?” Hunter prompts when Echo doesn’t continue right away.

“I think we should go to Rishi.” Echo says slowly.

“Rishi!” Tech sputters.

“That’s a pirate planet, Echo.” Hunter says, “They won’t react well-”

“Do you have a better idea?” Echo asks.

The room falls silent for a moment, and then Tech sighs, “It is up to you, Hunter. Rishi is the closest planet we can land on.”

Hunter pushes his hand through his hair, “Fine. Do it.”

An hour later, the Marauder lands on an open pad, and no one comes to the ship to speak to them. “Is this…normal?” Tech asks.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Echo replies with a shrug, “We should probably not wear our armor here,” He adds. He’s already changed into civilian attire, and he’s somewhat anxiously rubbing his arm just over where his scomp is attached. 

“Why?”

“Because our armor screams ‘clones’ and I’m not sure how the pirates will react to seeing clones now.” Echo replies dryly, “I’ve heard rumors of Rishi based Pirates raiding Republic and Imperial transports lately.”

Hunter agrees that it’s a reasonable precaution, and they all hurriedly change into civilian attire, before they get off the ship, with Omega clinging to Wrecker’s hand. And then, almost as one, they turn to Echo.

Echo sighs and rubs the back of his head, and then he turns and heads deeper into the city.

Some things have changed, new people, new stalls, but most everything else is the same. He pauses in front of a specific bar, and peers in, his dark eyes scanning the faces of the bartenders for a moment, before he motions for his brothers to follow him some more.

“Are you lookin’ for someone?” Wrecker asks.

“Yeah. Someone who, hopefully, won’t be too angry at me and will be willing to help.” Echo says.

“A friend?” Omega asks.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Echo leads them away from the shops and docks, and over to a row of apartments. He scans the buildings for a moment, before he turns and heads to one of the smaller buildings, and he stops in front of a plain door, with flower boxes in the windows.

His lips curl up in a small smile, Fives made those flower boxes early one morning when he was hyped up on Caf. They were crooked and lopsided, but it looks like she kept them. Though it looks like she painted them. “Wait here.” Echo says to his siblings, before he walks over to the door, and he knocks twice.

“Just a moment!” Her voice comes from the other side of the door, and Echo doesn’t fight his smile.

She sounds exactly the same. 

Stars, please don’t let her be too mad.

The door slides open, “Yes? Can I help yo-” She stops mid-sentence when she sees who’s standing there, “...Echo?”

“You grew your hair out,” Echo replies, a small smile lifting his lips, “It looks good. You look amazing. I’m sure you have a question or twenty, cyar’ika-”

Echo’s not able to finish his sentence as she flings her arms around him and crashes her lips against his. His arms fold tightly around her and he immediately kisses her back, and it’s almost as if no time has passed at all. 

If he focuses, he can almost hear Fives wolf-whistling and hear Cutup making lewd comments.

And then reality snaps back into place when he hears Tech’s dry voice, “Ah. That kind of friend.”

Echo carefully pulls back, and reaches up to gently cup her cheek, using his thumb to brush a tear away, “I’m sorry for not comming you, cyar’ika.”

She shakes her head, “We were told that you died.” She whispers, “Fives said…” She trailed off, “And then Fives died, and, kriff, the death of the last Domino started a war between the pirates of Rishi and the Republic/Empire, why would you bring them here?”

“Our ship is damaged-” Echo started.

“Get in. In. All of you!” She drags Echo into her home, and she doesn’t shut the door until Hunter is in the apartment as well. “Honestly Echo,” She rounds on him, “If you commed I would have told you to go literally anywhere else.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d answer.” Echo replies.

There are pictures of her with Echo, and with the rest of the dominoes on the walls. There are also pictures of her with a large, scarred man. And of her with a too slender woman.

“What do you need? I can probably get most of the materials sent to your ship.” She says.

“I have a list.” Tech offers as he hands her his datapad.

She copies it and sends the list to several of her friends, “Alright, you should have most, if not all, of what you need by the morning.”

“Are we in danger here?”

“On Rishi specifically? No. Not so long as you don’t draw attention to yourself.” She replies, “I’d offer to let you spend the night, but I don’t have much room.”

“We can stay on the ship,” Tech replies.

“Echo, are you going to stay here?” Omega asks.

Echo doesn’t take his gaze off of his cyar’ika, “If I’m allowed?”

“I’ve never turned you away before.” She counters.

Echo smiles at her, “Do you remember the way back to the docks?”

“I remember.” Tech says, “Come on.”

The door opens, and then closes again, leaving Echo alone with his cyar’ika.

She smiles at him, soft and warm and slow, “You used to be shyer about public displays of affection.”

“I used to have legs and two hands too,” Echo replies, it's a weak joke, but a joke all the same. “I’m so sorry I never commed you.” He says after a moment, “I thought…it felt cruel, reaching out to you when I couldn’t actually touch you.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not.”

“Echo. I forgive you.” She walks over to him and she kisses him as if no time has passed at all, all loving and soft and sweet.

She’s always been unfairly tempting. Her lips and her touch encourage him to stay and enjoy what she’s offering. And Echo has always been helpless to deny her. 

He’s not surprised when he falls into her bed, her lips needy against his.

Later, much later, they’re lounging in her bed, and Echo is trailing his lips across her bare shoulder.

“Cyar’ika,” He murmurs against her shoulder, “Come with me.”

“Come with you where?” She asks, her voice light and dreamy.

“On the Marauder. Away from Rishi. I’ll protect you-”

She turns and looks at him, her smile so sad, “You know I can’t.”

“You deserve so much better than being a slave for your parents' debts,” Echo whispers.

She rolls so that she’s facing him properly, “Echo, your brothers don’t know me. And if I had to guess, your ship is pretty small. Me going with you isn’t fair to them.”

“You deserve more.” Echo repeats.

“I don’t like life is about what we deserve,” She replies, as she reaches up to cup his face, “So, in the morning, you’re going to return to your ship, to your brothers…and you’re going to leave Rishi. And you’re going to go back to not comming me, and it’s just how it’s going to be.”

“No.”

“Echo.” She sighs his name, and he shifts so he’s looking right in her eyes.

“No.” He repeats, “I’ve given up so much. My body, my batchmates, my twin. I’m not giving you up. Let me be greedy. Just about this one thing.”

She sighs again, but she looks touched. “How about…a deal?”

“What kind of deal?”

“My contract with my…owner is coming to an end. At the end of the year, I’ll have made enough to pay off my parents' tab with him.” She says softly, “On that day, I will comm you and come to where you are. No matter where you might be.”

“Do you promise?”

She laughs softly, “Echo, I’ve been dreaming of forever with you since the first day we met. Now that I have the chance to have it, it would take an act of god to stop me.”

Echo crashes his lips against hers, “I want forever too,” He breathes against her lips, “So we have a deal.”

She smiles at him, “I love you, Echo.”

He blinks at her, momentarily surprised, and then he laughs and kisses her deeply, “I love you too.”

[mar3ggiata]

professional help, c19. Splendid

simon riley x original character.

trigger warnings: violence, sexual assault, mentions of rape, trauma, sexual themes, swearing, use of alcohol and drugs.

song to listen to when reading this: Carmen: Habanera, Georges Bizet.

abstract: this is what I usually do when I work, which is killing people and getting annoyed at my subordinates. in case you're dumb enough not to have noticed, this is Simon. anyway, technical boring chapter, but a few important informations you should keep in mind…. it's gonna get messy, try to keep up.

'ETA is ten minutes.'

Jude had her arms crossed on her chest, her eyes were scanning the screens. There was a lot to take in. She could see the body cams footage, along with which soldier the camera belonged to. They were sitting in two separate cars, guns below their feet. Some were talking to each other. At some point, one of them turned and the Lieutenant appeared on video. He was looking ahead of him, arms crossed on his chest, silent and stoic. She looked away. She could see the weather radars, and the GPS on the remote control cars that were about to be sent ahead.

'India 0-1, this is Alpha 0-1, whether status check, over'. Alpha was the captain, she had gathered. 'Alpha 0-1, this is India 0-1…' she paused for a second 'weather is stable, nothing to report, over.' She knew by now everyone was listening to what she was saying. She kept a serious tone of voice. 'India 0-1, roger that, out.' Simon thought she was pretty good at this. She sounded like she had been doing it forever. How was she good at everything all the time? The car he was sitting in came to a halt, they prepared the two remote control vehicles to send in before them. Securing the two drones on top, one of his teammates spoke into his radio. 'India 0-1, it's Charlie 0-2, RC cars moving in, out.' Alba adjusted the screen to see it better, even thought it was still blank. There was silence for a few seconds, they were waiting for the vehicles to get in position. 'India, check status with Eagle 0-3 before we sent out the drones, out.' She heard Price speak again out of nowhere, which made her jump in her seat. 'Alpha, I'm checking now, out.' She quickly switched channels to communicate with the airplane. 'Eagle 0-3, this is India 0-1 last check before the drones are sent out, over.' The reply was instant. 'Nothing to report, all clear' that was what they said and what she repeated to the captain. 'Roger that, you should have vision in a few minutes.' She waited patiently, until on her smaller monitor appeared the live video from the drones, which got to the middle of the crater. One was gonna stay at a good altitude, giving her visual of the whole base, the other would slightly come down to try and identify Khorram. She wondered for a second if Arash was there with them… He had vanished, he never came back to the base and everyone assumed he was in the Middle East right now…

'India, you got visual?' She snapped back to reality. Focus. 'Positive.' Simon proceeded to start his climb with Soap and Rabbit. He was on the North side. The crater started getting steep once they approached the top, the air was hot and it had gotten more windy. Sand was in his eyes. He already felt sweat prickle down his back, his mask didn't help with ventilation. 'India 0-1, this is Bravo 0-2. We're in position. How copy?' He waited for Johnny to approach him, they would take down two of Khorram's men at the same time, the ones guarding the perimeter. On the East side, the Alpha team would do the same with the third one. 'Bravo 0-2, copy loud and clear' he heard her sweet voice ring in his ear though the headphones. 'Wait for Alpha team, I'll update you.' He felt a knot in his stomach form for a second. 'They're not in position yet?' he asked. 'They're still climbing, it's much steeper on their side'. He rolled his eyes, positioning himself between two rocks and adjusting his sniper in place with the silencer. 'You still have good visual?' he spoke again. He was just making sure everything was going well, no harm in that. Without the captain, he was the one in charge after all. 'I do', she simply replied, clearly not wanting to be questioned. 'Let me know when they're close…' she didn't respond. 'India 0.1, how copy?' Why do you have to be annoying even when I'm working on the other side of the world? 'Loud and clear, Bravo 0-2'.

He heard a chuckle. She heard it too. In sync, him in the middle of the desert, her in an office in America, they both turned their heads to the source of the laughter. Squatting behind the Lieutenant was Rabbit. She looked at Simon's body cam, which was partly turned towards him. He had a grin on his face. I can get you killed from over here, the fuck you laughing for? 'Sorry, India 0-1… you can say other words apart from loud and clear, you know?' She felt her cheeks go red. She cleared her throat before replying 'I'll say splendid if I'm in trouble.' She switched off, letting out a sigh. I don't even know you, shut the fuck up. She almost didn't pay attention enough to ear Simon tell off Rabbit, telling him to be quiet. Fortunately, Alpha team had reached position. The execution of the three snipers was relatively easy for Ghost and the others. The real deal was getting down without getting caught. 'Alpha 0-1 to all stations, start to climb down. Don't make a sound.' Her palms started sweating hearing Price pronounce those words. She focused on the screens that showed the images of the drones. 'India, tell us what you see', instructed the captain. 'There are three tents on the East side, I count four South side, in semicircle. There is a bonfire in the middle, I count… four men around. Armed.' She tried to be as clear as possible. 'One of the tents on the southern side is bigger than the others. There are two pick up trucks that could give cover to the Bravo team.' She added. 'Our man?' asked an unknown voice, 'I don't see him', she replied. She squinter her eyes to see better, the four men were standing around the fire, which was the only source of light, a part form the headlights of the two vehicles. 'India, status?', asked the captain again. 'They're not moving, they're talking…' she replied 'I see one person inside the pick-up on your right, Bravo team, on the drivers side.' 'Copy that', it was Simon who spoke. He nearly tripped on a branch he din't see. He didn't see it because it was fucking pitch black outside. Now that they were closer to the crater's centre, he could see the fire and the trucks, their engines were on. Staying low, ready to fire his gun, he kept moving. 'India, status?' 'They haven't noticed anything. No one else has left the tents… I think they have two bikes…'

'You think?!' Shit.

'No sir, I'm sure', get your shit together Alba, 'they're covered by a blanket, they're definitely motorbikes. Behind the tent with the snake print, west side.'

It all went to shit extremely fast. He would later learn it went to shit because some dickhead from Alpha team slipped on wet grass and made noise and one of the soldiers heard him. Un-fucking-believable. They approached the truck and hid behind it, ready to take down the driver. It would take Simon a bit of knife work to do it silently. What they heard next sent chills down their spines. 'Alpha team, you got one coming towards you, he heard something.' Jude's words were sharp. They had been compromised. Shots were fired before he could give any orders to his men. Jude started seeing the body cams images getting confused and erratic, they were running and covering the camera with their rifles. Simon realised he had to move when he heard screams in a different language. He quickly took down the driver, preparing to attack. The Alpha team didn't have any coverage, they were far and exposed, still at the side of the crater. 'Use the tents as coverage, Khorram's inside they're not gonna shoot!' He heard Jude's voice over the noise. Preoccupied and scared. Told you this wasn't the place for you sweet angel… He was able to shoot one of the four men around the fire, but things were moving at a faster pace then they'd imagined. 'Bravo team, the tent to your right, something's going on inside', Jude alerted them. 'Ghost cover me!' He turned around to see Johnny peek around his corner, he wanted to go check the tent. Simon quickly did what he asked. He could see the Alpha team peeking out from the side of the tents, they wouldn't last long for sure, they were extremely close to the bonfire.

'Jude do you see him?'

'Alpha 0-3 is down!'

'I see him!' Simon got out of his precious hiding spot right the second Jude spoke. He disarmed one of the remaining men, using his knife to finish the job. Glancing to his left he spotted his teammate on the ground, saw Gaz running towards them. 'Go, I'll take him!' He turned away, 'Jude where to?' he asked. He could see his surroundings better now that the bonfire was close. He didn't wait for the girl to answer him, cause Johnny appeared from inside the tent. He heard an engine start. No… 'The bikes, three of them heading south-west.' They wasted no time, but the bikes were already climbing up the mountain.

You see, they did get him in the end. Rabbit took one of the trucks and provided coverage to the others, he basically run over half the camp. Price was the one who shot Khorram in the shoulder. Two other men died, one was captured. Alpha 0-3, his name was Thomas, he made it alive. They got out of the crater and back to the cars. Jude's voice was in their ears. 'All stations, I see a sandstorm approaching your position, you should hurry up' and 'Positive ID on the target' or 'You got troops approaching from north-east'. They weren't the only ones listening to her. When Thomas was shot in the crater his headphones basically flew away when his head hit the ground. Gaz didn't even bother taking them, he just got his friend on his shoulders to carry him away… Two men were in the crater not even ten minutes after they had left. They saw the fire, the blood. They saw the devastation the truck left and the motorbikes scattered on the ground. Most importantly, they saw the headphones. One of them put them close to his ear, to see if he could hear a conversation. And he could. 'Bravo 0-1, this is Alpha 0-2, we're right behind you, out.'

'Alpha 0-2, status on Alpha 0-3, over.'

'Bravo 0-1, stable condition. India 0-1, word from the aircraft?'

'This is India 0-1 to all stations, you're clear to go.'

The man with the headset turned his head to look at the other. That voice. He recognised her. She spoke again, he couldn't believe his ears. She spoke one last time, he felt rage. Then someone, Bravo 0-1, called her by her name. Four damned letters, a death sentence. You shouldn't have said that, brother…

I know who Jude is.

notes: shit.

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[sorencd]

PROLOGUE: LIKE THE MOVIES

─ i want a love like i've seen in the movies.

september 19, 1957 ── 10:46 am

the bookshop, for the majority of the time, was quiet. only the sounds of customers opening the door from time to time was what could be heard. because usually, when people go bookshopping, it's done quietly. a certain pair of cheeky best friends, clad in coats and sweaters that entered the shop about an hour ago was an exception, though. the previously quiet and quaint store was now filled with hushed chattering amongst themselves and the occasional faint laughter.

examining the covers of books was your second-most favorite thing to do, aside from reading and smelling the comforting scent of aged and new books alike. neil would always stare at you incredelously whenever you took a sniff of a good old book's pages. in your defense, they really do genuinely smell good and of you could, you'd bask in the aroma forever.

"this book looks cool."

neil handed you a book with a bright cover, the title 'catcher in the rye' written in bold. you flipped it over a few times to examine it properly, it did pique your interest quite a bit, but not fully.

"what's it about?"

"it says here; 'the comic and touching novel about a raw american adolescent, which has become recognized as a key book of the present decade.' hm, it's all about adolescence, obviously." he ended, flipping the book over to look at the front page again.

"you gonna read it?"

scanning your eyes over various titles on the shelves, you couldn't find a single one that you haven't read, and if you hadn't read it, it didn't really sound too enticing to you. you were about to move to another shelve until one finally spoke to you. pulling it off where it comfortably sat between two other books with a smile, you held it in your hands carefully.

"i just might. have you found a book to read?"

"yeah." you blatantly responded, revealing the book that was in your hands. showing him the title of whatever piece of literature you were able to put your hands on.

"really, 'the cat in the hat?'." neil arched his eyebrow with a smile.

you laughed at his response and at yourself. it was maybe a bit silly, reading a children's book. but you couldn’t find anything else.

"yeah! nothing could go wrong with a dr. seuss book."

"if that's all your brain could comprehend i totally understand you, (y/n)."

shocked with what just came out of neil's mouth, you shoved his arm with faux hurt and a loud laugh. you're sure there are people watching the two of you and are giving you weird glances with how rowdy the both of you are being. you pulled your eyes away from neil to look at the selection of books once more, and another title caught your eye. repeating the same action from earlier, you took it out from where it was sandwiched.

"would you rather read this one? 'how the grinch stole christmas', it's perfect for someone like you. you could play the grinch."

"i will as long as you play max."

the pair of you were in another fit of giggles, teasing each other about ridiculous other things just to get a reaction out of the other. at this rate you're going you'd probably never be able to buy a new book to read before lunch.

"i think i'll just read 'the lord of the flies', no snide remarks neil."

"i wasn't planning on saying anything!"

"yeah ok. you go on outside, i'll be the one to pay for the books."

"it's alright, i'll wait for you."

to anyone who isn't close friends with the both of you, this could be easily misinterpreted as an interaction between a couple. but you assure them that you're just friends. moments like these however, constantly keeps you awake at night questioning if you still see neil as a friend or something more. you hated thinking about it, since you might just be giving meaning to things and you'll wind up hurting yourself in the end. why are feelings so complicated?

the clerk handed you your change and waved you off goodbye. the pair of you scuttled out of thr bookshop and into the slightly-chilled streets.

"where should we go next?" you looked at neil, hoping that he'll suggest you two visit the new cafe a few blocks down. you were a bit hungry despite doing nothing, but you were still hungry. and thank heavens neil knows you like the back of his hand.

"you wanna stop by the new cafe? the food on display always looks amazing whenever i pass by."

"brilliant idea! best decision you've ever made, neil. i must say. truly commendable."

side by side, you started walking on the pavement with your hands in each of your own pockets, respectively. neil was keen on striking up another conversation, judging by the brand new topic he had brought up seemingly out of nowhere. but you weren't complaining, you loved talking to him. that you couldn’t deny. and while the world continues moving on, your journey towards the cafe was a foot.

© sorencd . 2023 ─ do not copy, repost, translate or claim any of my works as your own.

[canirove]

Best friends… forever? | Chapter 24

Author’s note: Now that Mila and Rúben are (finally) together, the story changes a bit and and focuses on something different but still related to them and their relationship. You could say it is like a part 2, and this plot will start on this chapter and last until the end of the story (chapter 30). Hope you like it, and as always, thank you for reading! 💜

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Masterlist

"Mila!"

"Hello, Jack. Sasha."

"Umm" she murmurs, not lifting her eyes from her phone.

"Please tell me that those boxes mean that you fixed things with Rúben and are coming back" Jack says.

"I am, yes."

"Oh, did you hear that, Sasha! They are back together!"

"Umm" she repeats, typing something.

"I am so happy for you!"

"Thank you, Jack."

"Oh, Rúben, mate" he says to him when he sees him walking into the lobby with my huge suitcase. "I am so happy you and Mila fixed things and are back together! I was so sad when I heard you had broken up and that she had moved out."

"We... What?" he asks with a confused look.

"Yeah, mate. I even told Sasha. Didn't I, love?"

"You did. And hello, Rúben" she says, finally looking up from her phone and giving him her best smile.

"Like, you've known each other since you were kids, moved here at the same time to be together... You are like couple goals! You can't break up!"

"Jack, we..."

"Oh, I just had an idea!" he continues, not allowing Mila to finish her sentence. "We should go on a double date! That would be nice."

"I... We..." Rúben and Mila say to each other, not knowing what to do.

"I think it is a fantastic idea" Sasha says. "I'll organise everything, and you just focus on your football and finding a nice outfit. Though you won't have any problem with that, Rúben."

"And neither will Mila. She looks hot with whatever she wears, even a potatoes sack" Jack laughs.

"Yeah..." Sasha says. "Anyway, I'll check the best restaurants in the city, see if I can get us a table, and keep you updated."

"Ok" Rúben replies.

"Fantastic news! Come here, you two" Jack says, throwing an arm around Rúben's waist and another around Mila's, hugging them. Though the hand that is on her, starts to move down and dangerously close to her butt.

"We should probably go upstairs and start unpacking, you know how tedious it is" Mila says, taking a step back and getting away from Jack.

"Tedious?" he repeats.

"Boring."

"Oh, yes" Jack laughs. "We'll leave you to it. See you soon!"

"Bye, Rúben" Sasha smiles as they leave, completely ignoring Mila.

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"What would happen if one day I punch her in the face?" Mila says once she and Rúben are on the lift.

"Probably that Jack will ask you to take of your clothes and keep fighting on the mud while he films it."

"Sounds like him, yes. Can't believe he thinks we've been dating since forever."

"It's Jack" Rúben shrugs.

"He is like a proper shipper. Maybe he even has a fan account."

"Yeah, one where he only posts about you."

"He almost touched my butt when we were hugging."

"What?"

"It's Jack" Mila shrugs. "He thinks we are dating, but has been trying to flirt with me since the day I met him. He doesn't care if you or Sasha are watching. Isn't he scared that one day you'll punch him with those arms of yours and destroy him?"

"These arms of mine?" he asks with a cheeky smile.

"If you are asking me to keep complimenting you, it's not going to happen."

"Not even if I do this?" Rúben says, kissing her cheek.

"Nope."

"And this?" he asks, kissing her ear.

"No" Mila giggles.

"What about this?" he asks again, kissing her neck and making her feel goosebumps all over her body.

"Maybe..."

"Should I do it again?"

"You definitely sh..."

"Hello" a female voice interrupts them, making both Mila and Rúben jump. "Going up?"

"Yes" Rúben says, using his most charming smile while Mila tries to hide somewhere, her face burning. They were so focused in their little game, that they hadn't noticed someone calling for the lift.

"Ok" the woman says. "I'll wait, so don't entertain yourselves too much."

"We won't" Rúben says, still smiling.

"Oh... My God" Mila laughs once the doors have closed and the lift is moving again.

"At least she took it well."

"But let's not make her wait, ok? No more kisses."

"What?"

"At least until we are home and no one is watching" she says with a mischievous smile.

"Any special place where you would like to be kissed?" he asks with a similar smile.

"If I tell you now, that woman will be waiting for the lift for a while."

"You wicked woman" Rúben says, counting the seconds until they make it to their floor and their apartment so he can kiss Mila again.

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"You've got to be kidding me."

"What happened?" Rúben asks.

"There were paparazzis outside the restaurant, and now The Sun has posted an article about us."

"Really?"

"Yep" Mila says. "City double date. Jack Grealish and Rúben Dias spent their Thursday night going out for dinner at one of the most famous restaurants in Manchester. The British player was joined by his girlfriend Sasha, while the Portuguese star was joined by his long time rumoured girlfriend Mila Soares, who plays for Manchester United. Both couples seemed to be in a great mood, and according to an eye witness, the Portugueses were being very affectionate with each other. Could the rumours finally be true? Is Manchester City's sexiest player dating his best friend?"

"An eye witness?"

"Manchester City's sexiest player?"

"Shut up" Rúben laughs, tickling Mila. "We weren't affectionate with each other, were we?"

"We didn't kiss, hold hands or anything like that. I don't even remember you putting your arm around my shoulders."

"Do they have photos?"

"Just some outside the restaurant where we all were talking and Sasha looks like she's doing her own photoshoot. But whoever sold them or tipped the photographers, then wrote their own story."

"At least this time they are right about us dating."

"But are we dating?"

"What would you call what we are doing?"

"I don't know... I hadn't thought about it. And it's not as if you have asked me to be your girlfriend" Mila shrugs.

"You haven't asked me to be your boyfriend either."

"I'm a bit slow with these things in case you haven't noticed."

"You are" Rúben chuckles. "Let's do it then."

"What?"

"Ana Mila María Soares. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Was it necessary to use my full name?" she laughs.

"It was. It makes it sound as important as it is."

"Ok. Then yes, Rúben Santos Gato Alves Dias. I want to be your girlfriend."

"I love you, Mila" he says as he leans forward.

"I love you too" she says, doing the same and kissing him.

[silverware-is-interesting]

You got mail

Hey uhh I wanted to remind you about the job you took and how it works around and how the crew moves

The new company robots do tend to move around at night mostly kinito there may be a chance of him asking you questions on your computer but I left an answer sheet just in case if you get questions about kinitos origins the rest of the questions are easy to answer but someone died once from answering a personal question something about “a new future and forever fun” i really don’t get it

Sam is probably the most confusing out of the two he usually plays the drums when jade and kinito aren’t around but tends to get aggressive when the same song plays in the background I suggest to change the song once he hits every part on the drum making noise might make it impossible to hear the others move if his drum breaks except him to be at his house with jade they hang out time to time

Anyways I heard strange rumor about the last guy he wad found dead one day his whole body was mangled and was hard to tell on which worker it was but his picture was covered in a splash of blood and kinda made it easy to recognize I don’t get why the company allows the robots to act this way but either way sales have been rising so I guess we can’t stop them

Jade is also a tricky one she always tries to play songs on her guitar but fails once in a while she carries around broken parts and may go to your desk to ask for help on fixing them one wrong part and uhh… off goes your organs it’s hard to explain

did you just fnaf-ify my au??

actually. i'm alright with this, the characterization for the au is a biit off though so i'll just add what i think a fnaf-esc version of the band au would be kinito is the most accurate, but i think he'd just be at the door asking you things rather than in the computer. the answer sheet is clever though. he'd probably kill you if you don't answer things the way he wants you to though. so you shut the door on him, right? well, yeah, if you shut it on him during the "questionnaire" (or don't answer in a specific timeframe, there's audio ques, voicelines, that let you know when you're running low on time though) he'll go to the other door until your shift is over or he kills you sam is pretty good, but i think his mechanic would be different, since that could be a bit confusing for players or 'employees' i suppose. so it'd probably be different (personality-wise i think he's be the most likely to not mind 1 song repeating) so i think jade and sam would almost switch mechanics almost??

like, sam would still get a bit aggressive and i think jade would get you to fix her guitar (or get her a new one, she probably breaks them semi-regularly) and if you mess up or she gets impatient? you're royally DEAD! sam is basically like a kinda different foxy (think the hide-and-seek section of kinitopet kind of). he just gets visibly more and more upset until you see a drum kit with noone in the seat then you have to find him and try to keep track of him or you get mauled, fun.

i kinda wanna draw these but i need to fix me sleep schedule so i have to do that tomorrow after school. but i'll rb this when/if i do

[uenodivision]

Happy Halloween! 🎃

-> Trick or Treat for Aranai

-> Spider for Shisuta

-> Vampire for Kisouna

Trick or Treat - Do they go trick or treating? If so, with who?

"Do I still go trick-or-treating?" Aranai repeats, cocking an eyebrow. "Yeah, sorry to tell you, but I grew out of that when I was 12 or 13, around the same time I got my first bike. Usually, I just go meet up with Sumire and the others and we go to a Halloween party or host our own." Aranai then smirks.

"Other times, we go out and cause our own brand of mischief, especially if it involves a certain bunny cop from Yokohama that we all love to torment." Aranai then sighs.

"And though, it's rare, there are some Halloweens when I'll forego going to any party and instead help collect donations with Shisuta for her church. But those times are few and far between."

Spider - A fairy befriends your character and they give them an unmarked potion. Does your character drink it?

"A fairy leaves me a potion?" Shisuta repeats, turning her head, curious at the question before looking at the screen with a smile.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but this question is taken from the first scene of Act II from the Shakespearean play, A Midsummer Night's Dream, correct? It was one of his most well-known works, and it teaches the lesson of how love can often lead people to act irrationally or make foolish choices." Shisuta gives a giggle before looking back up at the screen.

"To answer the question, I don't think I would partake of the potion, I'm afraid. Not to upset my new, mystical friend, but I'd first have to ascertain as to the nature of the drink they've given me, and whether I'd have a need to use it. I'd still be grateful to them for bequeathing such a gift to me."

Vampire - If they got to be immortal, what would they want to do with all of their time?

"If I was immortal?" Kisouna asks, cocking an eyebrow. She then looks at the screen, a serious expression on her face.

"Before I answer that question, let me ask you something: have you ever heard of or read the book, Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt? It's a young adult's book that I frequently read when I was a teenager, and it delves into the fallacies of immortality. If you haven't read it, I strongly advise looking it up once you get a chance. Once you do, you'll see why the prospect of living forever isn't all it's cracked up to be."

Kisouna then gives a sigh, before looking up at the screen.

"I wouldn't want to live forever. It sounds like a nightmare. And I wouldn't wish that on anyone, no matter who they may be. But... if I had no choice, I assumed I would continue doing what I do now: making this city and country the safest that it could possibly be. Once I've done that, I'll move onto the rest of the world. ...But like I said, living forever isn't something I'd wish on anyone."

[inariyazaki]

Destined To Meet You.

Prologue - The End of War.

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A/n : It's pretty long ! It's just readers backstory, idk if it's relevant to the story, but kinda is bcs of how the extinct of Umi Kitsunes happen n stuff GWLFISKW also readers background, like her powers, how shes connected in some stuff, anyways have fun reading !! Btw, there's names that came from games like bandori, genshin, prosekai, and more bcs I absolutely don't have creativity when it comes to names.

warning : gore, mentions of death, mentions of blades, mentions of blood. If this ever triggers you please don't read this, you have been warned.

"Kitsuyo.. Please, take your sister." Your mother said bringing you in her arms to your brother, slowly, your brother, Kitsuyo took you out of your mothers arms, "Mom.. You can't just leave us like this." Kitsuyo says, the woman looks at you, and her son, "I'm sorry, Kitsuyo. Us Umi Kitsunes, they're destined to have life long battles. They are the Guardians of this enchanted forest." She says, she took a deep breath, "Remember Kitsuyo, protect your sister at all costs, okay? Don't run away, don't ever run away. Don't let her die in your arms. Us Umi Kitsunes, your family, we love you so much, Kitsuyo. Now go, far from this place, far from this battle." She says turning around to help her husband, to help her friends in combat. She ran and ran, and she never looked back. Kitsuyo, watching your mother going in battlefield knowing she will never come back. He looks down at your sleeping figure, though you have just been born a few months ago, you've grown some hair, "I'll forever protect you, [name]. You can trust your big brother on that." He says as his voice breaks, he turns away from the battlefield, and flees. He goes back to the camp where you have been born, where the most safest place is. Now, it is his responsibility to train you, feed you, raise you, as a guardian of the forest. And he vows to never abandon you.

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And years and years have passed, Kitsuyo became more stronger, you too, became older. Your ears became longer, you hair became more beautiful, your powers became powerful. Kitsuyo helped you trained your powers, and finally, you grew your first every tail, Kitsuyo felt as if this was a huge accomplishment, you were quite shocked, but seeing that your brother was happy, you assumed it's a good thing. But, you always wondered where your parents went, and why your brother always made you train with him, but you just obliged. The weapon you picked was rather too heavy for a child, but at the same time you're a kitsune that's extremely strong. Though it was a beginners scythe, it was not bad for training purposes, though even after all your training, Kitsuyo never made you actually legitimately fight in battle, you'd usually watch from the sides inside the forest in order to "stay safe." You'd see other kitsunes like you in combat, and they were amazing. You'd look at them in awe and in amazement, "Hopefully I can be like them soon.." You once mumbled. This was basically your life routine, eat, train, rest, train, sleep then repeat. There was never ever something special happening, at least that's what you thought. When you were in the age of almost 600 you overheard a conversation of your brother, you heard that a battle might happen again, and the Umi Kitsunes are the most needed, you thought this was your opportunity to fight in battle, "[name]." Kitsuyo calls, you turn to him, "Yes?" You ask, "I know you heard a conversation between me and someone." He says, you swallow, "[Name], remember, stay in the forest, don't ever move away unless someone calls you." He says, "I'm telling you [name], no matter how much you want to be in combat you cannot. You have not mastered your powers yet, and you're still vulnerable to death." He warns you, "but–" You got cut by his glare, "[name], listen to me." He says sternly, "Don't. Do not go inside the battlefield, it is too dangerous for you." He says, you opened your mouth to protest, until you heard foot steps approaching you both rapidly, "Kitsuyo! They started attacking!" One of the Umi Kitsunes says, "What? That fast?!" He says flabbergasted, "Shit. Let's go. [Name], remember, stay here, do not go in battlefield unless you are needed." He says before running in combat, you only watched in the distance as they slowly fade in the darkness of the depths of the forest. You sit down at your camp and await of your brothers arrival to come back.

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A few hours has passed, and the battle has slightly died down. You saw some kitsunes coming back to their huts or back to their homes, you even found some kitsunes in their human forms coming back with a smile on their faces. "Maybe we won?" You thought, you stood up and stretched after many hours of sitting down, you proceed to walk to the battlefield, you were near the battlefield, then you crouched, you ducked your head and lowered your ears, you slightly peeked your head through the trees, then, you saw what you hated the most. Your brothers deceased body. Your eyes widen, and immediately stood up, the crunch of the leaves may got the other kitsunes attention because one of your cousins went up to you, they sighed, "I'm sorry you had to find out like this." They said, you turn back at the sound of their voice, "Kitsuyo.. He said he wanted to tell you something." They added, they look at you in the eyes, "What is it..?" You ask solemnly, your cousin sighed, "Well, he says he wants to apologize because he wouldn't let you fight in combat, he knew you wanted to fight beside him, but now, he leaves everything up to you, but you need to practice your powers, and you need to practice how to dodge." Your cousin says, "You know, [name].. I'm willing to help you train." Your cousin offers, "Al.. Alright.." You stutter, "You can go back to your camp, I'll clean up Kitsuyo's body." Your cousin says, you nod, you watch as your cousin approaches your brothers body, you walk away to save yourself from watching your brothers deceased body possibly be buried or something like that. Your brother was kind of strict with you, but that didn't matter, as he was your only family member. But now? You're on your own, you don't have any of your family members, just you and your cousin left, well, distant cousin. You came back to the camp, you just sat down. Thinking what the future offers you, would they kill your distant cousin too? Would they even kill you, as well? But, you didn't want to die yet, not until you knew where your parents are. However, you did learn something awhile back, "Umi Kitsunes are the guardians of this forest." So, how are you going to be a guardian when you're just sitting here sulking? If you want to continue your family's legacy, you needed to train and train. You still remember the training routine your brother gave as you started training ever since you were extremely young. You just had one tail when you started training, that was almost 500 years ago. now, you had 6 tails, though you were a young kitsune, your mind was very matured, and though you seem young, you have fully mastered some of your powers. As the sun slowly sets, you see your cousin walking to you, you stop panting and facing their direction, "You've improved, [name.]" They say, "Thank you.." You say out of breath, "Take a break, care for some tea with some friends?" They say showing a cup, you nod hesitantly as you never really went out to socialize. Your cousin smiles softly, "Follow me then." They say turning back, your cousin was very old. Almost 4,000 years old. As you both arrived at where your cousins and their friends would usually stay, you saw some familiar faces, you saw one of the most famous and a rare kitsune that can also turn into a human. "Is this [name]?" a woman says, "That's right, Sei. [Name], meet Sei, she's a Seishin kitsune, that's how she got her name." Your cousin says, "Nice to meet you, [name]. Just as Chisato said, I am Sei, I hope we can fight alongside each other, I've heard great things about you." Sei says elegantly, the way her voice just flows sends shivers down your spine, after Sei, you see two other people, "Hi there, [name]! My name is Mishiro, I also got my name from my kitsune type, Mori. It's a pleasant to meet you!" Mishiro says, Mishiro looks like she has a good type of energy, you slightly smile, "Good to meet you too, Mishiro." You respond, "This is Inei, she's a Kumiho kitsune." Chisato, or your cousin introduces you to them, Inei bows their head, and so do you. "Please, [name], take a seat."

Sei says, you sat down beside Chisato and Mishiro, "There's a reason why we called you here, [name]." Chisato says, "I'm sure you find us all familiar, yes? Our faces." Chisato asks, you nod, "That's because we're the leaders of our kitsunes. Sei is the leader for Seishin kitsunes, Mishiro for Mori, and so on." Chisato says, you don't talk, you just listen to Chisato, "And since we're both left for the higher classes for the Umi Kitsunes, I offer you to be the leader for the Umi Kitsunes. I cannot bear this responsibility anymore, as I am close to death." Chisato says, Inei sighs, "We've all already found our alternative leaders, death is inevitable. Especially those for the leaders with great power." They said, you swallow the nervousness you're feeling, "But.. Why didn't you pick someone else?" You ask, "That's another topic we want to talk about as well." Chisato says, "Umi Kitsunes are turning extinced, there is some unknown killer targeting the Umi's, and, well, you're the only one that I can rely on. Whenever you train, I always watch from afar, and as a 600 year old kistune, you've mastered multiple powers some can't at your age. It only took several hundred years for you, while others takes thousands of years. That's why I want you to be the new leader." Chisato explains, you look down, nervous. You'll be the new leader of one of your kinds, "Trust me, we leaders didn't want to do this. I needed to give up my role to my daughter." Sei says, "So? What do you say, [name]?" Chisato asks, "I accept. I will bare any type of responsibility and I will try to be the good leader you will be expecting." You say, Chisato smiles, "I'm glad, [name]. I'm willing to help you guide you through this before we all die." Chisato says, "But, there are things you need to know." Chisato adds, "As the leader, you will always be needed in battle. A training session happens multiple times a day. The training session is held by the former leader." Chisato explains, you listen attentively, "And always be prepared for the death of your comrades, or maybe even yours." Chisato adds, they all nod, "But," Mishiro says, "Are we still going to try and find the possible killers?" Mishiro asks, "This can be a mission for us." Inei suggests, "That's right, we can find the killer if we all work hard enough." Chisato says, "Chisato.." You say, "Yes, [name]?" Chisato asks, "There's a power where I can't fully master, and I'm scared I might hurt other kitsunes." You say, "Don't worry, [name]. We'll help you." Chisato says, "But what if I accidentally hurt any of you..?" You ask slightly scared, "Then we won't blame you." Mishiro says, "What Mishi says, we won't blame you because you hurt us, whatever power that overcame your body will be in faulty." Sei says, "Isn't that right, Inei?" Sei says looking at them, Inei slightly nods, "I've been there before [name], I've killed other kitsunes because of it. We promise to help you control it.'' Inei says, you smile at them, "Thank you, all of you." you say, they all smile, "Cheers to the new Umi leader?" Chisato asks, "Cheers!" They all say in synch.

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Evening falls, and the four leaders are all sleeping. You in the other hand, proceed to the battlefield, it felt as if something important was there, once you got in the middle of the battlefield, something hit you. Your head started hurting, the pain hurts, but you couldn't scream, you fell to the ground, and you screamed. You screamed for help. Then the next thing you remember, is someone calling out your name, and your vision blacking out. It felt as if you were sleeping, but your mind is wide awake, you open your eyes, you open your eyes to see a familiar face, your brother. "Oh, you're awake." He says, "Kitsuyo..?" You say in shock, your eyes started filling up in tears, Kitsuyo chuckled, "Why do you seem so surprised to see me?" He asks, you started crying. "Are you.. real..?" You ask, "Yes, of course. Why not? Look, even mom and dad are cooking." He says pointing to the other side, you couldn't see their face, only their bodies. Even little kitsunes are running around playing, "There's so many children playing. Isn't it so sweet?" Kitsuyo asks beside you, you turn back to Kitsuyo and hug him, "Haha, why the sudden hug, [name]? Is something the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" Kitsuyo asks as he hugs you back, you shake your head, "No.. nothing happened, I just want to hug you one last time.." You say, "Alright then." He says stroking your head, your beautiful [color] hair, you close your eyes, just to open them to see you tied to a tree. You gasp, "[Name?!]" You hear Sei, "Sei!" You call out to her, "Are you finally there?" Sei asks, "What?" You ask confused, "So this is what you mean by a power you can't control." Inei says, "It's so similar to yours, Inei." Sei says as she removes the ropes she summoned in order to tie you, "What did I do?" You ask rubbing your wrists, "You killed multiple kitsunes and foxes." Inei says, "Inei! You could've said it a little less gruesome." Sei says, "We need to be straightforward to her. How is she going to be a fit leader?" Inei asks, Sei says nothing, "Chisato! She's awake!" You heard Mishiro call your cousin, you heard your cousins footsteps rush towards your direction, "No one is injured?" Chisato asks, everyone shakes their head, "There's some kitsunes that survived, but.." Mishiro cuts herself, "The killer also attacked." Mishiro says, "What?!" Sei says shocked, "Yeah. I smelled a scent that isn't apart of the kitsunes, it's from someone else." Mishiro says, "At the same time?" Chisato asks, Mishiro nods, Chisato sighs deeply, "This is a scary fact but.." Chisato pauses, "I think [name] is capable of killing us all." Chisato says, "What?!" Sei, you, and Mishiro says in synch, "With [name's] speed and the way she blends in the dark is a good escape route, but, why did you do it?" Chisato asks, "I didn't know what I'm doing.. I just had a dream about Kitsuyo, and mom and dad.." You say recollecting the pieces of the dreams you had, "So you were sleep walking?" Sei asks, "Seems like it." You say, Chisato sighs, "I think we have to be careful whenever the killer attacks.'' Chisato says, "It seems that when the killer attacks [name] attacks as well." Chisato says, "I think so too! The direction [name] is going is towards the killers scent! We can use [name] to kill the killer, we just have to make other kistunes and foxes leave her sight!" Mishiro says, "That's right!" Chisato says as her eyes lights up, "We have to be extremely careful for this plan." Chisato pauses, "But how do we know when the killer strikes?" Chisato asks, "I think I can tell in advance. Again, I smelled and sense a different presence in advanced, I thought nothing of it at first and now I understand." Mishiro says, "Alright, I think we have a solid plan." Chisato says, "We can do this!" Mishiro says happily jumping, "They're both so full of energy." Ineii says, "Haha.. you can say that again." Sei says observing the duo.

time skip, the killer strikes.

"Shit! What do we do?!" Sei says in a panic, "Chisato!" Sei calls, "Why isn't [name].. no, why isn't this creature following the scent of the killer?!" Mishiro asks, "Are we.. actually going to die here..?" Chisato asks, "No, Chisato, no! We aren't going to die to this creature." Sei says, "At the same time.. I don't mind dying in [name's] hands.." Chisato says holding her abdomen to stop the bleeding, "Chisato.. your.." Mishiro says frightened "I'm sorry, everyone. I lost too much blood." Chisato says weakly while she falls down on her knees, "Chisato!" Mishiro calls out to Chisato, "It's okay, Mishiro. If I die then I'll willingly die to [name's] hands. I'll be honoured, even." Chisato says, "Chisato.." Sei calls out in sorrow, "I've prepared a scroll for [name] to read, I knew this would happen..'' Chisato says while coughing, "I did too." Inei says, "I think we all did." Sei says summoning a scroll, "If we die, that's the time [name] wakes up." Chisato says, "So, if we just put the scrolls next to us then, she'll find it." Chisato says, everyone puts their weapons down as they are too weak to continue fighting, "I guess I agree with you, Chisato. The only time I agree." Inei says, "That..?" Chisato asks, "That I'll be willingly to die in [name']s hands." Inei says as a blade pierces through their throat. "Inei!" Mishiro calls, "I'm next huh..?" Sei says looking at you, "Thank you for the memories then, [name]. I love you." Sei says as multiple blades stabs her. "Now us.." Mishiro says, "I love you, Chisato." Mishiro says as she turns to Chisato, Chisato has her eyes closed, and her chest isn't rising anymore. Mishiro smiles,, "To die beside my comrades.. It's the best thing I ask for. Thank you, [name]." She says her final words as a blade cuts her head and decapitates it from her body.

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[lil-melody-moon]

Year summary #2

Soooo, I should write the second summary post. Let's babble about music! ouo *System of A Down's self-titled album plays in the background because it's amazing and it should be blasted at full volume*

I think I'll start with the music that came back to me this year and then go with the ones which appeared for the first time. Let's start with good old bands I listen to since forever:

Metallica - Those guys are with me since 2009 so it's already 13 years of listening to them - thanks dad! Oh God, I still remember the hype which was up and about when "Hardwired...To Self-Destruct" was about to come out. I didn't buy the CD - but I will! - downloaded the music instead, but you know... That didn't change the fact that it was on repeat for 6 months. I still wonder how the fuck did my mom survive it, but nevertheless, it might repeat when "72 Seasons" will come out in April. But I will buy the CD now. I am going to store first thing after lessons and buying it. I also convinced myself to "...And Justice For All" album. I love it so much that I got it on Christmas <3 Also Lars, my beloved, you are responsible for my love to drums - a shame I don't have money for them and a place in my flat ;; But you know...Guitar ain't that bad :3

Led Zeppelin - I only started listening to them two years ago I believe. When I was younger I didn't like them at all, but then I heard "Babe I'm Gonna Leave You" in my dad's car, searched for their music on YouTube and since then, they are one of my favorite bands. Jimmy Page, you absolute genius! It's because of his playing style that I started listening to Led Zeppelin and even thought that perhaps a guitar is a good instrument. But then again, I can't just prise him. Robert Plant's vocals are top notch, John Paul Jones, your bass in "Dazed and Confused" is fucking amazing and John Bonham? I love you for "Moby Dick" and for everything you did with the band in terms of music. Every album from "Led Zeppelin" to "Coda" is a masterpiece, my mind won't ever change.

Black Sabbath - If I came back to Metallica, I also came back to Black Sabbath. Second heavy metal band my dad showed to me. I don't like every song they made, but I certainly have my favorites and this is a very nostalgic band for me. I even bought "Paranoid" album for Christmas for my dad in this year. He was so happy to get it! We listened to it yesterday when we waited for mom. I will always connect this band with my dad and so, it'll be always nostalgic.

Iron Maiden - I certainly have favorite albums but they are not my favorite band - although I can kill if someone skips "Journeyman" if it's played, this is a beautiful song - but they are very good. If they are played, you bet your ass I will listen to the changes in tempo and how the song changes in general because of it. They are very unique and just impossible to ignore for me.

Linkin Park - the band which was with me during the shitty years. But they were also with me when life started becoming better. I do love their older albums, but "A Thousand Suns" is my beloved album and the one to just play when there's sadness around - "Iridescent", my beloved <3 - and it's also the album I connect with one cartoon from my childhood and movies based on it. It's a kind of nostalgic trip. Also, Linkin Park is the only band where I pay much more attention to lyrics than melody. Their lyrics are usually dark, but I love them.

And now, coming to the music which appeared for the first time in this year:

System of A Down - my beloved band, can I say more about them than I already did? It helps me with growing up and finding self-confidence which I lacked for a long time. Their lyrics are also something different. It's usually like a poetry, which can be sang and it is, in the most wonderful way. Though I have to make a statement there, because I only mentioned it once on this page. Daron Malakian is the guy who actually convinced me that guitar is a wonderful instrument and a person who loves music and didn't attend music school can still learn to play it and create music. I love his style of playing. It's simple, not very difficult, but the way he puts the passion in it, let it be in System or in Scars on Broadway, you can hear that he loves the instrument. Also he's a very sweet guy <3 BUT everyone knows who is a total sweetheart and sunshine for me so, moving on~ (I will not talk about Scars on Broadway and Serj Tankian's solo carrier separately, I would have to copy paste half of what I already said)

Slayer - going chronologically, then there's this thrash metal band, which I like, but only have two favorite albums so far. "Reign in Blood" and "Diabolus in Musica". I didn't listen to all of their discography, but those two are my favorite. I love how heavy and quick their playing style is, how angry Tom Araya sounds. Slayer is definitely a band to go for me if I want to listen to something heavier, shut my neighbors up or scare the fuck out of others XD

Dio - if Black Sabbath came back, so did the album "Heaven and Hell" and so Dio came back as well. Lately, so yesterday, I heard one of the albums of "Rainbow" where he sang and daaaaaaamn. This guy is just pure gold with vocals and the way he sings. You can literally lose yourself in his songs, this is how good he is! If you don't know him, you gotta give a listen to either "Heaven and hell" or "Children of the Sea" - you won't regret it, believe me <3

Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow - the guitarist of "Deep Purple", having a band, where Dio is on vocals and after him another amazing vocalists? Dude, I couldn't say no to that! Especially that "Black Masquerade" stole me from the first note. "Stranger In Us All", the first album I heard from them and the one which convinced me to dug into Rainbow's discography. They have very catchy melodies, like really catchy XD

Korn - oh boy, I have a problem with this band! I always had one, because there are the amazing vocals by Jonathan Davis, but then there is this specific sound and dark as shit lyrics, which can make anyone depressed, really. I have a few songs that I like, but I don't imagine having any albums from them. I, of course, won't say that Korn is bad, not at all. It's just my hate-love relationship kind of band.

The Doors - the last one which appeared out of fucking nowhere at the end of the year. It was literally as if Jim Morrison heard me saying one day that, and I quote: "I'll probably won't find another band like System" on the other side and was like: "Hold my beer, dear". I only heard them once and it was the song "People Get Strange" and their music hit me like a train. They are so different, Morrison's voice is just so amazing, I can't get enough of it - the deepness in "End Of The Night" does things to me, not to mention the way their music is played. Either very slow or suddenly it becomes so weird, taking the fucking length of a song to limits - 22 minutes of their playing? It's nothing to them. The guitar is top notch, heck even the piano, or whatever the instrument is called. It just so fits together! I love them <3

And this is probably it. The only thing I can say at the very end is that, to my favorite bands, which almost always consisted of Metallica and Led Zeppelin, I had to add System of A Down and The Doors in this year. Do I regret discovering those two new for me bands? Heck no! They are amazing and I would be sad without their music. With that said, I will have to search for The Doors's CDs as well, and I think they will be as hard to find as Led Zeppelin's. But such is life, I'll be screaming here if I find any the next time I'll go to music store XD

[woundedheartwithin]

Music ask: 8-10. Give me them infodumps and hyperfixes please ☺️

Oh boy, okay

8. tell me about your favorite band. go on infodump for me.

That would be Erra! I first heard them about nine or ten years ago now (holy shit I can't believe it's been that long) on my Spotify Discover Weekly playlist, and the song was Dreamcatcher and it was LITERALLY everything I've ever wanted to hear in a song. Like literally the perfect song, everything I'd ever craved in music, and I was completely transfixed. I've been there for the release of three albums now and I'm still just as enchanted by them today as I was a decade ago. Yes, I am in their fan group on Facebook, as well, which is an amazing community full of a bunch of goobers who love Erra probably more than I do. My absolute favorite song by them is Unify, and it's the one of the songs I listen to when I'm feeling low. It's very special to me, and you'll see me sharing it occasionally on here, as well. I got to see them once in concert and met their harsh vocalist, JT Cavey, and he was such a sweetheart. Jesse Cash, lead guitar and clean vocals, is easily my favorite songwriter. The community affectionately calls him The Messiah. If I'd met him that day I would have cried. If you're looking for a vocal where they just put their entire heart and soul into it, voice shaking and cracking, almost screaming, Jesse Cash is your man. Ghost Atlas is a great shallow end if you're not into metalcore. That's his indie side project. Dragging Soul has the most incredible harmonics ever written in my opinion. Instant chills every time. So that's that

9. what’s an album that JUST came out and it’s been on repeat for like 6 days +?

Not an album, but Veil of Maya's new single came out and I'm obsessed with it. I had Lorna Shore's Pain Remains on repeat for a while when it came out though lol. And I fully expect to have Kingdom of Giants's new album on repeat when it comes out in May! Babymetal also just released a new album like literally an hour ago, but I haven't listened to it yet

10. what’s a song that literally just came out and you’ve had it on repeat forever?

Red Fur by Veil of Maya. It's on the single I linked above, but I'll link that song specifically too! Also Faint Light by Blueshift, which is so beautiful and I love it a whole lot

If anyone's interested in seeing what else I have on repeat, Spotify has a playlist for that! Current as of two days ago apparently!

Link to the game!