#THIS SONG IS SO FUCK IGN CUTE

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I posted 2,083 times in 2022

That's 1,759 more posts than 2021!

10 posts created (0%)

2,073 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@takikomigohan

@everythingfox

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@boss

@belovedgoofball

I tagged 101 of my posts in 2022

#cute - 14 posts

#gay - 10 posts

#love - 10 posts

#cat - 8 posts

#me - 8 posts

#lol - 6 posts

#wtf - 4 posts

#me and who - 4 posts

#cats - 4 posts

#animals - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 96 characters

#this day has been hella eventful on like every fucking year during the existence of hoomans fuck

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Saw @wifefemme do it and her instructions were very clear.

rules: spell out your url with song titles and tag as many people as there are letters in your url 🎧🎵

B ED - Joel Corry, RAYE, David Guetta

O TW - Khalid, 6LACK, Ty Dolla $ign

R edbone- Childish Gambino

I feel so - Box Car Racer

B ad romance - Lady Gaga

U s - Kaskade, CID

T o do list - Muni Long

C ool with you - Her’s

H old it together - Nico & Vinz ft Willy Beaman

I also will not be nominating. Just do it if you see my post 😈

1 note - Posted November 1, 2022

#4

3/5/6/18

an item of clothing that gives you gender euphoria: sweaters!

a femme/butch your crushing on: just one??!?!

your ideal date: ideal date would have to be starting off with a restaurant dinner, followed by a walk in a public area downtown place, and finishing it off me dropping them off home with flowers and a kiss OR go to a carnival, eat yummy street tacos, hold hands, and win them a cute plush toy.

how long have you been out? I’ve been in all day, what you mean? 😅 jk jk uhh, I’ve been out out for about 4-5 years now just to my family and out out to friends and basically everyone else for much longer lol I don’t remember how long but much longer than 5 years.

Thank you!

1 note - Posted October 16, 2022

#3

Cat,

I am aware that by showing your b*hole you mean to say you feel comfortable with me but…

1 note - Posted October 5, 2022

#2

WHERE is MY cute femme? 🥺

1 note - Posted September 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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this or that game: Halloween

cute or scary halloween • indoor or outdoor decorations • spider webs or pumpkins • candy corn: yay or nay • mini candies or full size candies • scary movies: yay or nay • ghosts vs werewolves vs vampires • haunted house: yay or nay • pumpkin flavored foods or halloween shaped/themed foods • matching costumes or individualized costumes • pillow case basket or pumpkin shaped basket • ghost shaped or bat shaped cookies • halloween starts october 1 or october 31 • spooky music or monster mash • jumpscares: yay or nay • fog machine or floating decorations • last minute costume planning or planned weeks ahead of time

This was kinda hard for me 😩 so many great choices.

Tagged by: @dollfem

Tagging: @deathbyfemme @sedosa @xinthislonelyhourx @communist-roo

7 notes - Posted October 15, 2022

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[agreasyonion]

YOU HAD NO IDEA HOW MANY TIMES I SCREAMED-

1. This Devil’s Workday by Modest Mouse: At first, it may just seem like random shit, but then the playlist with the song is about a sadistic and masochistic crimimal and/or outlaw going mad.

2. Forbidden Fruit from Sanders Sides: This one is self explanatory. This is, probably, where Remus makes his grand introduction, opposite towards Roman’s ‘A Gay Disney Prince.’

3. Double Team by Tenacious D: OPPOSITE TO ROMANS I’M SCREAMING (Wonderboy) IT’S BY THE SAME SINGER. The song is about a man’s sexual encounter, of course, but I think it could be about the Dark Sides just being them. Or perhaps platonic brotherly bonding, but of course Remus has to say it in that context?

4. Man by Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Platonic, romantic or sexual. Just makes me wonder who the man is.

5. Freeee by Ty Dolla $ign: Though it may seem very laid back at first, the song and album (KIDS SEE GHOSTS) is about not giving a fuck about other’s opinions and breaking the boundries made by social norms. It actually gets pretty political. Of course, Remus is either just Remus-ing, or is kind of breaking down.

6. In The Room Where You Sleep by Dead Man’s Bones: I saw this on another playlist, lol. TI’m pretty confused about this one because of all the possibilities. It could be about Remus installing fear in Virgil or Thomas. It could be about the seperation of the brothers, or it could be Remus missing someone?

7. No Reason Boner by Ninja Sex Party: Could just be a boner, however the lyrics ‘There are three, three, three kinds of erections. Some are sexual, some occur during periods of nervous tension�� (I can’t believe I’m actually analyzing a song about boners) that make me think that Remus just doesn’t know what the fuck is happening and the boner just being him being affected by other people and feeling the more unsavoury feelings. But then again, could just be a boner.

8. I Told You I Was Freaky by Flight Of The Conchords: I don’t know who, but someone is just done with Remus. By my last playlist, I am assuming it’s Janus.

9. Queef by Awkwafina: Incase you don’t know what queefing is, queefing is an expulsion of air from the vagina, mainly from sex. The song is about the singer being the best queefer around. Of course, Remus doesn’t have a vagina(?) so it could just be about him being the most open, unbothered and true to himself.

10. Manners by Ashnikko: The song is about a sexual-charged girl that couldn’t care less, and puts her more raunchy side out their despite belief that she’s cute and helpless. Again, Remus is just swell and great despite others hiding it and claiming he’s the one that needs help, and he won’t stop being true to himself soon. In DWIT, Virgil has a grudge against Remus and was scared of him, so it could be commentary on him, or just in general.

11. Lemon Demon by Ben Bernanke: For those who need context, the singer recorded a video in old Youtube and remains an example of old internet being weird as fuck (for some, anyway) which you can watch here: https://youtu.be/lTvW2IyhwZw. It could possibly be Remus commenting on Virgil becoming a Light Side. Or, on someone else. Maybe Janus, Logan, Thomas, Roman or all of them.

12. Worldwide Torture by Jazmin Bean: Saw this in the other playlist lol. Remus is not quitting and is determined to make all these things true.

13. Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) by My Chemical Romance: YOU HAD NO IDEA HOW LOUDLY I GASPED WHEN I LITERALLY HEARD ‘The future is bulletproof!’ AND I KNEW WHICH SONG THIS WAS. The song is a commentary about society, and a multitude of other things. In short, Remus knows all these things are happening to the other sides, but no one is helping. This could be talking to Janus and/or Virgil (also spider!Virgil headcannoners, lines like ‘eight legs to the wall’ link to the logo, the fact that it’s MCR, and the verse just generally sounds like he could be talking to him.)

14. Trash People by Cherry Glazerr: ALSO KNEW THIS ONE. It could be about anyone, but I think the song can relate to people with certain mental issues and decide to choose a life of hedonism to cover it up. Sounds a bit miserable compared to the previous one.

15. Tranz by Gorillaz: ALSO KNEW THIS. The track often turns to and LSD trip, or sex after a party. However, it seems like the singer wants to feel incredible again by trying to stimulate a feeling of dopamine, which some have said is behind all sins and evil actions. Some people say some lyrics can be a trans person (which leans in with the bit in 9,) or the genre of trance.

16. Death As A Fetish by STRFKR: Oops, Remus has self worth issues. Death as a fetish is the singer having suicidal thoughts, with nobody around to help him.

17. Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen: Remus says fuck it, fuck them, and has a swell time improving (and yet another song.) He deeply wants to help the others, but they probably decline. Or this could be forced and only temporary, but maybe not.

18. Things I Don’t Remember by Ugly Cansanova: I’m guessing that the singer has just woken up from a trip and/or a party. Hopefully it is about Remus saying about what happened to the other sides to get to this point.

19. Fuck It! by Jessie Reyez: Literally, Remus says fuck it, fuck them, fuck everything. This is either really good (helping others with his advice) or really bad (accepting his feelings of hate after, I am guessing, SvS Redux.) However, he could still have tension between someone. There’s two singers in this, so the other one could be the Orange Side.

20. fReAkY 4 Life by Dorian Electra: Remus is Remus, and nobody is going to take that away from him. Creativity is expressed in both ways, and Remus is just as valid as Roman and is here to stay. This is either really good (first option in 19) or really bad (20.)

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

Harvest Moon, pt. 3

Steve Rogers x Reader, Summer AU

A/N: Every chapter will have a designated song to it, so please take a listen! Will be linked below. I don’t own any Marvel characters.

Summary: For five summers, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and you had been a trio; spending the summer at a lake with your families. While Bucky tagged along, there had always been a special bond between Steve and you. Every summer the lake had been something to look forward to until you stopped going and life moved on. Now as adults, Steve and you return at the same time, for different reasons. Can you rekindle that friendship or was it just youthful summer magic?

Masterlist

Chapter Three: Don’t Worry Baby

It was a little after two in the afternoon as you strolled alongside the lake, smiling at the children playing and families getting settled in their respective cabins. Walking for a good fifteen minutes, you stopped at the tree line near your cabin and stared out toward the lake; the cabins interior might have changed, but the lake never grew a day older. If you closed your eyes, everything would come back to you; the laughing and running, the sun on your skin as it dried from swimming and the hunger pains that came shortly after. Except, you could really feel them because you indeed were hungry. Remembering there was a little diner in town, which was only a ten-minute walk from the office check in cabin, you decided to head over.

….

Steve was on the deck, grilling some burgers; the two men never wasted time when it came to food and immediately set up to cook ten minutes after settling into the cabin. Bucky was inside gathering the buns and condiments. It was starting to feel good to be away from the city and Steve was glad he came; waving at the cabin neighbors to the right – it was a small family of four and they all greeted him before setting off toward the lake. He watched the family until someone caught his eye; a woman lingering near the trees, two cabins down. She was just standing there and for a moment he had flashbacks of seeing you for the first time, which made him smile and go back to focusing on the burgers.

“The lady in check out said all the cabins are booked up, so it’s going to be pretty busy around here,” Bucky said, walking out with a handful of things. Steve nodded and flipped a few burgers, asking if he wanted to walk around the town later.

“I wonder if the ice cream shop is still there.”

“Probably,” Bucky answered, taking a seat at the deck table. “I don’t remember the town being so close.”

“Right?” Steve laughed and said it felt like the walk was longer as children. “Doesn’t seem like more than a ten-minute walk, remember it felt like forever when your mom sent us to the grocery store?”

“Well, you were a little puny stick back then,” Bucky pointed out with a laugh.

“Oh, fuck off, Buck.”

The two friends laughed, and Bucky reached over to the portable speaker he had brought to play music out on the deck – syncing it to his cell, he shuffled his Spotify likes and thanked Steve when he placed a burger on his plate. The Beach Boys came on and they settled down to eat, enjoying each other’s company as the lake came to life with splashing and joyous commotion.

��

You strolled out of the cabin with a smaller messenger bag laid across your chest, cell in hand as you walked toward the pavement trail that led to the main lodge building – a ten minute walk from there would get you to the grocery store in town. With a pair of shades on, you walked past the cabin next door and nearly ran into a little girl.

“Sorry,” she cried out, running back up the stairs to her cabin. You smiled as she snatched a towel off one of the deck chairs and flew back down the stairs, apologizing again. Waving to her, you watched as she raced toward, who you could only assume was her family. She looked to be about nine and her family looked happy, and that made you a bit sad. Your family had been that happy once, before things crumbled and while they remained civil after the divorce, your dad was never the same. Taking a breath, you continued to walk and saw that the cabin the Barnes use to stay in was occupied. A part of you expected to see Mr. Barnes grilling while Bucky and Steve watched contently, but instead as you drew closer you heard music and the laughs of two adults. Then you heard voices, two men talking and as you past quickly, wanting to mind your own business, one hollered at you.

“Good afternoon,” he shouted in a friendly tone and you quickly gave them a glance. You weren’t here to make friends, if anything you wanted to be a wallflower in everyone else’s happiness. So, you just waved and said hello back without making eye contact, keeping a steady pace until you were two cabins away.  Your stomach growled and you decided to have a heavy lunch at the diner before grocery shopping, something greasy and a milkshake from the ice cream shop if it was still open.

….

“She was cute.”

“You’re getting married, Buck,” Steve reminded him, and Bucky laughed, explaining that he was looking for him.

“When’s the last time you went out with a girl?”

“I’m not here to date, I’m here to get some work done,” Steve advised, and Bucky grinned, patting his friend on the shoulder. He understood that Steve was having a hard time being inspired and that the studio he worked out of was eager for something new to show, but he wanted his friend to relax and if getting laid was going to help, he wanted to make sure it happened. Steve knew Bucky meant well, so he grinned and admitted the woman who walked by was cute. “But she didn’t seem like she was up for meeting new friends.”

Bucky laughed and agreed. “Yeah, but there’s a bar in town, we’re old enough now. Wanna head over later?”

Steve shrugged. “Why not, but I want to see if that ice cream shop is still open.”

“Fuck yes, that place was so good.”

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[imagines-by-billie]

Shawn’s Summer Mix.

Request: none!

A/N: So I just wanted to write small head cannons about where you and Shawn would listen to all the songs on his summer playlist!

I advice you to listen to all the songs while reading it. Just click on the names to get to the song you’re reading about!

Warnings: slight angst, mentions of smut

Masterlist

If I Can’t Have You.

You’d be the first one to hear it.

Shawn was sitting next to you while coming up with some of the lyrics.

He’d play it for you on the guitar and show the premise of it.

When the song came out you blasted it in the car while he was driving.

You learned all the lyrics, like the supportive girlfriend you are.

Starting to listen to it in secret, while cooking or something.

He’d come home to find you dancing around the kitchen.

Beautiful Girls.

He’d play this on late nights.

When the two of you are so tired that you can barely stand straight.

You’d dance around together in the living room.

Singing your hearts out.

It’d end up with the two of you falling onto the couch.

You’d fall asleep there, snuggled up closely together.

Summer Games.

Shawn played this in the car.

You’d jam out together.

He’d help you learn all the lyrics.

Because of course he knew all the lyrics.

You’d drive past a beach during the sunset.

Rolling down the windows and letting one of your hands hang out.

This was when all the deep conversations would happen.

About past relationships and other things that you couldn’t just strike up in a normal conversation.

Island in the sun.

This was almost only played at the beach.

With a group of friends.

Someone would bring a speaker and start playing this song.

Sunny days with the sand tickling your feet.

The smell of salt water.

All the things that would happen on a beach.

Shawn and you would totally win at volleyball.

Not much thanks to you.

Because you were too lost in the song.

Summer Friends.

Late night drives.

Silence and just enjoying the song.

Slow swaying back an forth.

Shawn tapping on the steering wheel along with the beat.

Stop lights being the perfect dance breaks.

Watching the sky turn from yellow, to orange, red to pink, to purple and then blue.

Get Stüpid.

Singing along to this while in a bar.

A bit tipsy.

And definitely more touchy.

His arms would always be around you.

Your hand sneaking under the button-up he wore.

It wasn’t that hard since he left 3 buttons unbuttoned.

Leaving a red lipstick mark on his collar-bone.

Him leaving marks down your neck.

Simply being young and dumb.

Sincerity is Scary.

Rainy days spent at home.

You dancing around in only his shirt.

Him eventually waking up and wrapping his arms around you.

Making way too many pancakes.

Screaming the chorus on the top of your lungs.

Soft kisses that turn heated.

Almost burning the pancakes because of it.

Pretending to play the all the trumpet.

Too Good.

Lost in a European country.

Driving around the seaside.

In Italy.

Or Spain...

Maybe France.

Rolling the windows down.

Screaming out the lyrics and not caring what anyone thinks.

Duets!

Shawn would take Drake’s parts and you’d sing Rihanna’s parts.

Falling in love with him all over again when he’s singing.

Him catching you staring and teasing you for it.

Lost in Japan (Remix).

You’d randomly turn it on whenever.

He’d groan a bit but start singing along.

Late night, like really late, parties.

A room filled with people and only having eyes for each other.

Sweaty bodies pressed up against each other.

Messy kisses.

Way too much alcohol (drink responsibly kids).

Dancing like there’s no tomorrow.

Kids.

Driving around near the coast.

Blasting this song and swaying your arms around.

Or having a house party.

You hadn’t seen each other all night.

And you meet up to dance together in your living room.

The only reason you weren’t embarrassed was because you were drunk.

And because when you were dancing with Shawn

He was the only one in the room.

Under Pressure. (feat. teddy<3)

He’d pick up his guitar.

You’d have to beg him to play it.

That or playing it while in a hotel.

You being the only one at the pool.

He’d throw you in the pool.

You’d get him close to the edge of the pool by asking for a kiss.

Then you’d pull him into the pool.

Laughs and tickles for days.

Psycho (feat. Ty Dolla $ign).

Road trip song.

Knowing all the lyrics by heart.

Rolling down the windows.

Salt water smell from the coast you were driving by.

You’d be the one driving and Shawn would dance around.

“Girl you look beautiful tonight”

Trying his best to make you flustered.

Cheek kisses

Taking your hand.

Basically all the cute couple shit.

The less I know the better.

Beach party.

Fairy lights and bonfires.

Watching the sunset 

And dancing until it’s morning again.

Shawn carrying you out in the water.

You screaming for him to put you down.

Laughter filling the air.

“Okay”

He’d let go of you and you’d fall into the water.

Getting payback by splashing water on him.

Sitting on the beach and watching the sunrise.

Sundress.

Random party in a bar that you managed to get into.

Dancing around with friendly strangers.

Finding a group of girls that you start dancing with

While Shawn’s talking with a group of guys.

Never tearing your eyes away from each other.

You motioning for him to come to you.

Dancing until the bar closes.

Lucy (feat Odie).

Staying in pajamas all day.

Making breakfast for dinner.

Dancing around the kitchen 

Taking cute pictures.

Shawn starting a live on Instagram.

Him teaching you how to dance salsa.

Everyone shipping the fuck out of you.

Get it together (feat Black Coffee & Jorja Smith).

Going out with friends.

Shawn eyeing you all night.

You teasing him by dancing a bit more proactively.

After a few drinks he’d eventually walk up to you.

Accidentally start playing this when getting home to the hotel in Hawaii.

When he’s about to turn it off you stop him.

“I like this song.”

Newly washed sheets against your skin as he kisses up and down your body.

Don’t Call Me Up.

You’d be on a break after having a big fight.

Trying to forget about him in the club.

Flirting with a cute guy you just met.

Seeing Shawn across the room.

Him staring right at you.

Getting more and more flirty with the guy you met

Until he’d come up to you.

Going home with him again.

Talk (Disclosure VIP).

Vacation in a beach house.

Having a party and inviting as many people as possible.

Sneaky kisses while walking past each other.

Your hand gracing his arms, making sure he’s watching you walk away.

Swaying your hips a bit extra as you’re walking away.

Loving having his eyes on you.

You were in for a night once he got you alone.

okay.

Having a fight.

You’d lock yourself in the bathroom

Put on headphones and put on this song.

Him knocking on the door, trying to apologies.

You’d eventually open the door.

Making up and realizing that the fight was about a big mistake.

3 nights.

Listening to this while driving around in a big city.

So much traffic.

Not caring about it since you had all the time in the world.

Dancing around and learning all the lyrics.

Watching the city wake up.

Eventually getting out of the city and driving around on the country side.

Rolling down the windows to get some fresh air.

Truth Hurts.

Dancing around in the kitchen a Sunday morning.

Not caring if you look like an absolute idiot.

Shawn filming you from the door frame

And laughing his ass off.

You screaming out the lyrics.

Eventually noticing him.

Shouting at him to delete the video.

Chasing him around the condo for him to delete the video.

Him eventually posting it.

Wow.

In the club dancing.

Shawn said he “didn’t feel” like dancing.

So you did your best to show him what he was missing.

Dancing with random guys and girls

While Shawn was by the bar drinking drink after drink.

Him eventually going up to you and dancing with you.

When you got home he put on the song again.

“You were so keen on putting on a show in the club, why don’t you put on a show for me now?”

[cats-n-lightning]

No dude, your text is a song by Sundial! The first lyrics are like Hey pretty stranger I think you look cute Can I get your number? I wanna know you And the rest of the song is pretty much accurate to Shinkami as well as cute and catchy!

OH WOW IM SO DUMB A;SKLDFJA;LSKDJAF thank you so much for clarifying im fuck ign ;askldfja laughing my ass off holy shit.

i realized ive heard the song before when i looked it up but i definitely agree with you! its so bubbly and cute!

[theblipster]

best of 2018.

These are all the best movies, television, music, performances, distractions, inspirations, and reasons to create from the last year. It was a long one and I don’t have to say too much about it for you to remember, so I won’t say anymore. Without further ado, here they are:

MOVIES

Black Panther

Sorry to Bother You / Blindspotting (tie)

Roma

If Beale Street Could Talk

A Star Is Born

Isle of Dogs

BlacKkKlansman

Mission: Impossible - Fallout

Widows

Madeline’s Madeline

Shirkers

The Favourite

First Reformed

Minding the Gap

Hale County This Morning, This Evening

Burning

Annihilation

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

Wildlife

TV SHOWS

Atlanta: Robbin’ Season

Killing Eve

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Sharp Objects

Homecoming

The Good Place

The Americans

Salt Fat Acid Heat

Barry

Bodyguard

Big Mouth

The End of the Fucking World

G.L.O.W.

BoJack Horseman

Wild Wild Country

Saturday Night Live

MUSIC - albums

Dirty Computer // Janelle Monaé

Daytona // Pusha T

Saturn // Nao

Con Todo El Mundo // Khruangbin

Be the Cowboy // Mitski

Sweetener // Ariana Grande

Kids See Ghosts // Kids See Ghosts

Everything Is Love // The Carters

Room 25 // Noname

Boarding House Reach // Jack White

2012-2017 // Against All Logic

Everything Is Recorded // Richard Russell

Negro Swan // Blood Orange

Ventriloquism // Meshell Ngedeochello

Veteran // JPEGMAFIA

Lost & Found // Jorja Smith

Honey // Robyn

FM! // Vince Staples

El Mal Querer // Rosalia

Cocoa Sugar // Young Fathers

Black Panther: The Album // Kendrick Lamar (f/various artists)

The Return // Kamaal Williams

Whack World // Tierra Whack

OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES // Sophie

Everything’s Fine // Jean Grae & Quelle Chris

Streams of Thought, Vols. 1 & 2 // Black Thought

Caution // Mariah Carey

Overload // Georgia Anne Muldrow

7 // Beach House

TA13OO // Denzel Curry

MUSIC - songs

Spotify playlist

“This As America” // Childish Gambino

“Make Me Feel” // Janelle Monaé

“If You Know You Know” // Pusha T

“Freee (Ghost Town, Pt. 2)” // Kids See Ghosts

“Nice For What” // Drake

“1539 N. Calvert” // JPEGMAFIA

“Potato Salad” // Tyler, the Creator & A$AP Rocky

“Immaterial” // Sophie

“Ace” // Noname (f/Saba & Smino)

“All the Stars” // Kendrick Lamar & SZA

“Space Cowboy” // Kacey Musgraves

“Why Didn’t You Stop Me?” // Mitski

“I Like That” // Janelle Monaé

“Shallow” // Bradley Cooper & Lady Gaga

“Corporation” // Jack White

“Thank U, Next” // Ariana Grande

“Make It Out Alive” // NAO (f/SiR)

“BLACK EFFECT” // The Carters

“We Appreciate Power” // Grimes

“Catch the Loop” // Kammal Williams

“1999” // Charli XCX (f/Troye Sivan)

“MALAMENTE (Cap. 1: Augurio)” // ROSALÍA

“Cute Thing” // Car Seat Headrest

“Dostoyevsky” // Black Thought (f/Rapsody)

“Praise The Lord (Da Shine)” // A$AP Rocky (f/Skepta)

“Wide Awake” // Parquet Courts

“Forever” // CHVRCHES

“Me and Michael” // MGMT

“Anna Wintour” // Azealia Banks

“Bubblin” // Anderson .Paak

“I Like It” // Cardi B (f/Bad Bunny & J Balvin)

“What I Need” // Hayley Kiyoko (f/Kehlani)

“Street Fighter Mas” // Kamasi Washington

“Pet Cemetery” // Tierra Whack

“J’OUVERT” // BROCKHAMPTON

“Honey” // Robyn

“Best Hugs” // DRAM

“Bet Ain’t Worth the Hand” // Leon Bridges

“Everybody Wants To Be Famous” // Superorganism

“February 3rd” // Jorja Smith

“Fast Slow Disco” // St. Vincent

“Nameless, Faceless” // Courtney Barnett

“MOOO!” // Doja Cat

“Art of Doubt” // Metric

“Bad Luck” // Neko Case

“The Man Who Has Everything” // Chance the Rapper

“Cherry” // Rina Sawayama

“Nothing Breaks Like A Heart” // Miley Cyrus & Mark Ronson

“Ghost Town” // Kanye West

“The Distance” // Mariah Carey (f/Ty Dolla $ign)

PERFORMANCES (not in order)

Amandla Stenberg & Russell Hornsby in The Hate U Give

Patricia Clarkson on Sharp Objects

Bryan Tyree Henry on Atlanta, If Beale Street Could Talk & Widows

Emma Stone, Rachel Weisz, & Olivia Coleman in The Favourite

Sandra Oh & Jodie Comer on Killing Eve

Daveed Diggs & Rafael Casal in Blindspotting

Lady Gaga in A Star is Born

Bill Hader & Henry Winkler on Barry

D’Arcy Carden on The Good Place

Cecily Strong & Kenan Thompson on Saturday Night Live

Carey Mulligan in Wildlife

Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible - Fallout

Keri Russell on The Americans

Helena Howard in Madeline’s Madeline

Rami Malek in Bohemian Rhapsody

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The Greatest Showman Reimagined

Cause I’m incapable of enjoying anything without sharing my opinion, I guess. I’m doing my utmost not to compare them to the originals, because the entire point is to, uh, reimagine. But sometimes it’s inevitable.

“The Greatest Show” by Panic! At the Disco 10/10 - hell fucking yes

Basically perfect. I miss the harmonies, because I always miss the harmonies, but Brendon Urie did a great job capturing the energy of the original while still making it his own. I really really love this one.

“A Million Dreams” by P!nk 10/10 - hell fucking yes

This is actually my favorite one of the bunch, which I did not see coming. Her voice suits the song really well and she brings a new build into it that the movie just... didn’t have (which is why it feels like this song goes on for about a thousand years when you’re watching it). This is the only one where I think the reimagined version is just as good, if not better than, the film version.

“A Million Dreams (Reprise)” by Willow Sage Hart 5/10 - too cute for words

So cute?? Oh my god?? I wouldn’t casually listen to it out of context of the full album but like. Adorable. And the video of her singing it with her mom directing?? Oh my god. My heart.

“Come Alive” by Years and Years & Jess Glynne 6/10 - good but not my thing

Well done, but not my style of music at all. It’s slowly growing on me. I applaud them for translating it to another genre so well.

“The Other Side” by MAX & Ty Dolla $ign 5/10 - fine but forgettable

It feels pretty much the same as the original, but just way less exciting. Not all that reimagined, honestly. This one’s fine but forgettable.

“Never Enough” by Kelly Clarkson 7/10 - pretty damn good

I think some of the orchestration takes away from her voice, and the whole point of the song is to show off how well you can belt. Which... I know Kelly Clarkson can do. It feels like she’s holding back a bit? Not sure. I think this one suffers the most from me comparing it to the original. I swear it’s good and I enjoyed it :P

“This Is Me (Remix)” by Keala Settle, Kesha & Missy Elliott 0/10 - kill it with fire

Gonna have to give this one a hard pass. I don’t like the rap parts cause I just... don’t like rap. But I guess that’s okay? I can see how it could work, maybe. Kesha’s voice is fantastic on songs written specifically written for her, but she sounds really strained and a bit painful here. And then they blended in the original? They didn’t even rerecord Keala Settle, it’s just all smashed together in an unholy mess. It’s so bad. I never want to hear this again.

“Rewrite the Stars” by James Arthur & Anne-Marie 5/10 - fine but forgettable

They have nice voices, but it’s another where nothing’s terribly reimagined, and it doesn’t quite reach the same emotional beat as the original. Plus their voices don’t really work all that well together.

“Tightrope” by Sara Bareilles 3/10 - not feeling it at all

Let’s face it... this is a good song in the film, but it’s definitely the most forgettable of the bunch, so reimagining it is gonna be hard no matter what you do. The vocals are good, but the tempo and orchestration is god awful. Like, the melody doesn’t seem to fit in with the backing. If I were trying to sing along, I would be utterly unable to tell when I’m supposed to come in. This one’s super weird.

“From Now On” by Zac Brown Band 6/10 - initially disliked but it’s growing on me

My first gut reaction was ew it’s country, but I forced myself to keep listening. Once I got over that first reaction, I was able to appreciate it a lot more. I went back to listen to it again afterwards, and I like it. It’s nice.

“The Greatest Show” by Pentatonix 8/10 - really good but also a bit lacking

Don’t get me wrong, this one’s really good. Like, objectively speaking, this one’s really well done. And I’m always a sucker for acapella. But have to admit I’m a bit disappointed. I love Pentatonix and I know what they can do, and it really felt like they were holding back. Part of it is they are only five people, and it’s really easy to forget that, but it still felt sort of subdued. (Side note, I genuinely can’t tell if Kristen or Mitch hit the high note, which is hilarious to me.)

“Come Alive” by Craig David 5/10 - fine but forgettable

Again, well done, but not my style of music. I don’t know why both versions of this went so hip hop with it. Would have liked to hear something a bit different.

“This Is Me” by Kesha 2/10 - only good if you enjoy listening to Kesha screech

So this seems to be the same as the remixed version, but just Kesha’s vocals. Which is much better than jumbling her in with everything else. Still, it’s like I said before. While the song fits Kesha as a person? I just don’t like her voice with it. I hate listening to singers who feel like they’re straining for every single note, and... that’s Kesha’s whole vibe, and that’s why I only enjoy a handful of her songs. Her high notes in this version make me cringe. So I really can’t get into this.

“Rewrite the Stars (Acoustic)” by Zendaya 4/10 - just sort of meh

One of my biggest pet peeves is when people take a song with a beautiful melody and then riff and improvise so much that the melody is no longer there. That’s all this song is, and that’s why I can’t get into it, at all. I wish Zendaya had just stuck to the melody. That being said, she’s got a nice voice and the backing vocals are pretty great.

[shtbgs-blog]

i added a bunch of muses today because people are coming for my throne and i literally have ( 5 ) more apps in the inbox for my muses but first I want to take a tally and see how many I should accept to get my high score back

DON O’CALLAHAN, justin chatwin, ( 30 ) + ALONE BY HALSEY FEAT. BIG SEAN & STEFFLON DON.

IMOGEN WARD, madelaine petsch, ( 22 ) + REPERCUSSIONS BY BEA MILLER.

JAMES WILLIAMS, milo ventimiglia, ( 35 ) + IROBOT BY JON BELLION.

MILO SHEPARD, nick jonas, ( 24 ) + ALL THE KIDS ARE DEPRESSED BY JEREMY ZUCKER.

OPHELIA MONROE, billie lourd, ( 25 ) + THUNDER BY IMAGINE DRAGONS.

SHANE FRANCIS, carlson young, ( 22 ) + BETTER DAYS BY HEDLEY.

WESLEY LLOYD, aaron taylor johnson, ( 25 ) + I’M NOT FAMOUS BY AJR.

NIRVANA BAILEY, meaghan rath, ( 32 ) + TROUBLE BY HALSEY.

ETHAN MCDONALD, dylan o’brien, ( 24 ) + I FALL APART BY POST MALONE ( COVER ).

VANCE MICHAELS, cody christian, ( 20 ) + I MEAN IT BY G-EAZY.

BRUCE DENIRO, boyd holbrook, ( 35 ) + SUCKER FOR PAIN BY LIL WAYNE, WIZ KHALIFA & IMAGINE DRAGONS W/ TY DOLLA $IGN FT X AMBASSADORS.

COOPER JORDAN, charlie puth, ( 24 ) + ME MYSELF & I BY G-EAZY FEAT. BEBE REXHA

MICKEY DONOVAN, tony oller, ( 24 ) + SOBER UP BY AJR.

JESSICA MILANO, mila kunis, ( 35 ) + SO WHAT BY P!NK.

TANSY MALAI, brenda song, ( 30 ) + DON’T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME BY PANIC! AT THE DISCO.

FRONK LEBLANC, danny devito, ( 65 ) + I WALK THE LINE by JOHNNY CASH.

ANGELO TILO, dwayne johnson, ( 44 ) + WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE by TOM CRUISE & JULIANNE HOUGH

GERALD THOMAS, mark ruffalo, ( 45 ) + THE OTHER SIDE by THE GREATEST SHOWMAN

APPS IN THE INBOX. // let me know if you wanna see one more than the other ok

COSIMA SILVER, halsey, ( 23 ) + WOODSTOCK by JON BELLION.     clairvoyant who runs a spiritualist / wiccan shop called curious goods

BRINLEY JOSEPH, chloe norgaard, ( 21 ) + RAINBOW by KESHA.     drug dealer who is forced to deal drugs for her father

HARLEM MADDOX, miley cyrus, ( 25 ) + CURSE OF CURVES by CUTE IS WHAT WE AIM FOR     loud as fuck who will probably try and steal your girl

LENNON, jaira burns, ( 21 ) + CAN'T HOLD US by MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS     ROWDY LESBIAN YOUTUBER WHO IS CONSTANTLY WILDING

COLBY JAMES, sofia d’elia-black, ( 20 ) + FAST CAR by KHALID COVER      a cute lil photographer who is going to college for photography 

[katrinawritesthings]

Jonghyun/Taemin; Problematic Fave (Part 4/4); PG

He still has to ask Key what their favorite song is, too. He’s fairly certain that it’s “White T-Shirt,” but it might also be “Orbit,” because “Orbit” is exactly the kind of gay shit Key is into, even if it is a little slow.

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Jonghyun,

Hey!! Taeminnie again. I’m on my couch writing this, all snuggly in blankies because Spring still hasn’t made up her mind and it’s raining pretty hard outside. I do love the rain, but I prefer to experience through a window rather than in the middle of it. I’m watching Key’s little pups while they’re at work so they’re up here with me. Key doesn’t like them on the couch but they’re really really warm and what Key doesn’t know won’t hurt them. I’ll send a pic for you to see!

Speaking of Key, they told me that they saw you coming out of a recording studio as they were going in the other day. Honestly, at this point, I think their feelings towards you are more complicated than mine ever were. They’re still mad at you in defense of me from nine months ago, but I think that’s mostly out of spite because I told them that they couldn’t stay mad forever. They also lowkey want to book you again for another shoot, really love your little line of accessories, and are extremely bitter that they like more than three songs on your She Is album. They won’t admit it, but ??????fuck i forgot??????? is their favorite song.

As for me, I think I’ve finally come to a conclusion for my favorite. I know, it’s been, like, three weeks, and I’ve cycled through all of them being my favorite (except “Moon,” and I’ve already explained what was wrong with that one), but I’m serious now. I really think that I like “Dress Up” the most. It feels weird to say that, seeing as how I always liked your softer songs the most, but I can’t deny that “Dress Up” is fun to jam to.

I wanted to tell you again that this comeback of yours has been so good and healing for me. The fun songs, the bright colors, the inherent and blatant queerness of everything, your pink hair…. All of it makes me feel bright and fuzzy on the inside. Before, your stuff would cheer me up just by being gentle and uplifting, but now it cheers me up by making me feel all excited and bouncy and validated. So, thanks for that!

Thank you for letting me love you, too. I know I say it a lot, but it’s just nice to have a fave to think of and love and feel all fuzzy about again. Maybe I’ll get a real romantic datefriend one day and be able to be super gay with them, or maybe I’ll friend marry Key and get all of my emotional fulfillment from that, but until then, it’s nice to draw comfort from you. Thanks for letting me and, really, all of your fans do that. I know it’s kind of part of the job description of being an celeb, but still. It means a lot to a lot of us that you put so much of yourself out there and act as support for us, even from afar.

This is getting kind of long, so I’ll stop here. I know this week is your last week of promotions, so good luck on all of your music shows and I hope you’re having a nice day!!

Love, Lee Taemin ❤

P.S.: If you ever see Key again and they try to give you two dollars, just take it and pretend like you know what it’s for.

Taemin hums to himself as he reads his letter over. That’s a pretty good first draft, he thinks, and he’s pretty sure that his opinion isn’t affected at all by how he’s hanging half upside-down off of the couch and squinting at it on his phone.

Key’s little pupps snooze gently, one in his lap and one nuzzled against his leg. Taemin scrunches his nose. Hmm. Maybe he won’t send Jonghyun a picture of his lower half, even if there are cute dogs in it. That would be kind of weird, he thinks. Maybe he can get Key to--oh, no, he’ll have to scoot them off of the couch before Key comes to pick them up so he doesn’t get in trouble. Dang.

He still has to ask Key what their favorite song is, too. He’s fairly certain that it’s “White T-Shirt,” but it might also be “Orbit,” because “Orbit” is exactly the kind of gay shit Key is into, even if it is a little slow.

Taemin’s left eye scrunches when he reads over the little paragraph about his favorite song. Every time he thinks about “Moon” he feels all gross inside and he should really stop thinking about it, but he just. Wants to passive aggressively remind Jonghyun that it was gross at least one more time in his letters. After this one he’ll start working on forgetting it exists. At least it helps him keep his love for Jonghyun grounded.

“Dress Up,” though. “Dress Up” is good.

The whole comeback is good, and as Temin scans his letter he feels himself warming up inside all over again. A smile cracks open his face, cheeks flushing as pink as Jonghyun’s lovely, lovely, lovely hair. It’s so nice and fun and bouncy and--

“Fuck,” Taemin hisses. He was turning halfway over to smile into his carpet and his legs slipped off of the couch. He crumples gracelessly, grunting softly as he struggles to get his hands under him and push himself up. “God, fuck,” he mutters. Pushing his bangs out of his face, he leans against his couch to just blink for a moment and let the blood rush out of his brain and into the rest of him.

Key’s little pups whine and snuffle at him, Garcons's wet little nose booping his temple. Taemin leans away, then lifts a hand to pet their soft little heads.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he tells them. “Mwah.” He kissies Garcons's little head when he keeps nuzzling at him. The press of his lips seems to calm the pup and Taemin vaguely wonders if that has anything to do with the way Key pulls themself out of anxiety attacks with a million little kissies to who or whatever is nearby. Probably.

Instead of trying to clamber back onto the couch, he slowly slides himself the rest of the way off and rolls to lie on his tummy. Tugging a pillow down from the couch, he holds it under his chin as he finds his phone again. A pup hops down from the couch and wiggles to curl up on his butt; glancing over his shoulder, he finds Comme Des. He lazily reaches behind himself to give him a little pat before he looks back to his phone to finish scanning his letter.

Blah blah blah, blah blah dogs, Key blah blah, songs blah, the comeback makes Taemin’s soul feel alive, blah blah… aha. Taemin reads over the next paragraph with his top lip between his teeth. Hmm. Feels a little repetitive in places. He’ll work on that. The P.S. he has to work on too; he wants it to be in the actual letter and not a P.S. He’ll figure out how to add it in without making it seem too bulky or whatever. Besides that, though….

“I think this is good,” Taemin hums to himself. He lifts the phone up to Garcons on the couch so he can see. “What do you think?” he asks. The little pup sniffs his hand and then licks him. Taemin assumes that means “yes” and gives Garcons a little scritch behind his ears. Then he rolls to his back--apologizing again for disturbing Comme Des and letting him snuggle up under his arm instead--and taps his letter to edit it.

Honestly, he missed how fun this was; just sitting here and editing out his thoughts and feelings. Thinking them over and figuring out exactly what he wants to say is so… calming. Even his first letter back where he sent, like, three pages detailing his entire emotional response to everything was soothing. Since he started writing to Jonghyun again his anxiety has been better than it has in months and he’s been able to reason his worries away almost as well as he could before he even got all hecked up in the first place. He thinks he might start up a diary anyway, in addition to his almost-weekly letters to Jonghyun. It might get him back to where he started.

As he’s deleting a word in the third paragraph, his phone vibrates in his hand with a text from Key. He hums. Now would be a good time to ask about their favorite song, yeah, before he forgets again. He opens the texts of the day and scans them quickly: “good morning egghead,” “I’ll bring you a muffin when I drop the kids off,” “do you think thick stripes or thin stripes look better in plaid,” “one of these days I’m gonna say something important and you’re gonna regret letting my texts pile up,” and “wow okay I know I just said that as a joke but I can not Fucking believe this and u gotta reply rn or I’m gonna call you!!!”

“Hmm,” Taemin hums again. He scrunches his face in confusion. What. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen Key use any punctuation in a text, let alone three whole exclamation points. He sits up, resting one elbow on the couch so he can focus better on his phone as he texts back, “Thick stripes and also what’s your favorite song of Jonghyun’s again and also What???”

Taemin isn’t sure if it’s the immediateness of Key’s reply or the contents of it that makes him drop his phone. Either way, he hisses and scrambles to pick it up and confirm that what he thinks he saw is really is what he thought he saw.

It is: Key sent him a picture of them with Jonghyun, like, right next to each other, taking a selfie, together, Key looking huffy and annoyed and Jonghyun smiling gently with one hand kind of blurry in a little wave.

Taemin can’t fucking believe it, either.

“Ohmhy fuc k ign gdo,” he texts back. He is so upset and jealous. What the fuck. This is so unfair. It’s not even that Key is with Jonghyun and he isn’t, or that Key doesn’t appreciate Jonghyun’s loveliness, or even that he’s so far up Jonghyun’s ass again that it burns him up on the inside to not be there; it’s that that morning Key literally offered to take him to work with them and he declined. It’s his own dang fault that he isn’t blushing and smiling and hiding behind Key’s arm with his heart making him all giddy right now.

“I went to a radio station to grab a friend to hang out with and he was here and he says hi,” Key texts him next. Taemin groans quietly and wilts back down to the floor, texting back a single frowny face. Then he throws his arm dramatically over his eyes and whines again. Heck. Hecking fuck. He does not believe. Lifting his arm just enough to see his text, he types “Tell him i’m in the middle of writing a letter to him.”

“I’m not playing back and forth between u two jfc,” is Key’s reply. Taemin huffs, then sighs. Yeah, that’s kind of what he figured they would say. “listen tho he’s trying to give me a free album bc I guess that’s a thing that singers do but I don’t want it so do u want me to tell him to just sign it to you instead,” Key sends next. Taemin gasps this time, suddenly all excited again. He sits up quickly, then grunts and lies back down, pressing his hand to his forehead under his bangs to fight the sudden wooziness. Whoops. Key’s pups nuzzle and whine at him; Taemin doesn’t know if it’s from worry or annoyance at his constant movement.

“Yes pls,” he texts back, and then scoops both dogs up in his arms to snuggle them under his chin. With two soft little fuzzballs against him and the prospect of a bright, shiny, new, signed album coming his way soon, Taemin feels his inside get all warm and fuzzy again very quickly. He’s never been more sure of anything in his life than the fact that he loves his fave and he loves being able to love him.

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KHALID, TY DOLLA $IGN & 6LACK - OTW

[6.43]

Is this where our love lies? Sort of...

Claire Biddles: Where American Teen sounded like a lazy, carefree, day-drinking-filled afternoon, "OTW" is the sound of the creeping complexities of the evening. Khalid is still concerned with the potential of The Date, but there's a clear shift -- the cute, shyly teenage come-ons of "Location" ("I got a lot of cool spots that we can go") have developed into suggestive adult R&B imagery: coastal highways, lingerie, sports cars. The result is a little darker and a little less distinct; but it's a credit to Khalid that his inherent endearing goofiness still shines through the flexes -- when he assures the girl riding beside him in his Porsche that he "kept the slip so you know it's not rented". [6]

Julian Axelrod: This is perfectly executed mood music, fit for the background but slightly underwhelming on its own merits. The glacial, gauzy synths and staccato accoutrements do most of the heavy lifting, so it almost doesn't matter which singers showed up to the studio. That said, Khalid and Ty Dolla $ign are reliably smooth, even if they're ubiquitous in the world of fuck jams that their presence feels like default. And once again, 6lack proves the most interesting thing about him is his name. [6]

Juana Giaimo: "OTW" is a R&B love track where none of the three artists stand out -- Ty Dolla $ing and 6lack adapt their rapping style to the smoother style of Khalid. It's pleasant, but not very memorable. [6]

Ryo Miyauchi: The sunset-hued, drum-machine R&B production gives the illusion of color and casual excitement in each of the singers' voices, though it's still unclear exactly what emotion they're trying to convey. It's hard to place fault solely on Khalid, who has yet to let his voice do anything other than his emotionally vague wince, when Ty Dolla Sign and 6lack occupy a relatively similar mid-range. [5]

Ian Mathers: I'm a sucker for singers that have a bit of ache in their voice no matter what they're singing about, and from the "nah, I can be your booty call" chorus on down this is so much less gross than a lot of its contemporaries -- actually being happy in a relationship is presented as a good outcome, leaving the decision of whether to proceed up to the woman happens more than once, that kind of thing. It's nothing major, and it shouldn't be significant, but in 2018 just being relatively respectfully horny does make it stand out. [8]

Will Adams: Nineteen85's instrumental, like passing street lamps lighting up your car in pulses, sets the tone for a song that moves between swagger and sadness. Everyone involved vacillates between the two endpoints, but 6lack's verse is the most conflicted ("I'ma flex 'til they show some respect"). "Location" struck me as too syrupy to take seriously, but "OTW" reaches through the late-night haze to prod that loneliness. [8]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: As per usual, Nineteen85 provides a lush nocturnal space for singers and rappers to simply coast. Considering all three artists on the billing here are rather personality-less, this works incredibly in their favor. Overly familiar? Yes, but better for it. [6]

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ALSO REMEMBER HOW THIS WAS THE BEST LEGENDARY POKEMON THEME EVER and how HOLY SHIT the lake trio are still the hardest to catch in the entire goddamn series. they really made catching a pokemon into a goddamn boss battle! fuckin healing super strong nonsense FORTEEN CENTIMETRE TALL FAIRIES WITH BIG OL CUTE EYES

seriously it sucks that their boss fights were optional and never got that much of a plot focus. the way they handled the Tapu Quartet in the latest games is how i want the Lake Trio to be if we get remakes. also i want them to be friends!! harsh-as-fuck boss battle buddies with adorable pixie designs and the most dramatic music on earth. Cos seriously the tapu theme is the only legendary theme even more Shit Got Real factor than this one!

like maybe a remake could shove in some of that same factor? have some traditional japanese chanting like how these guys got hawaiian stuff. srsly the songs with actual lyrics really stand out in a series that barely ever does that

and man it was SO GOOD that tapu koko got a surprise bonus boss battle at the end of the credits in sun and moon, i was so sad they removed that in USUM like i get that people complained the ending was too long but why not cut down all the talking instead of the awesome celebratory end of game boss rush with the best music ever?? its the same reason i loved Az in kalos, he was so fun as an unexpected post credits boss and its just a really fun way to end a game with a battle that doesnt really matter if you win or lose, its just there to be Awesome.

also i feel so sad about the lake trio seriously because they are SO BADASS when you actually fight them, and theyre really really really not treated that way in the plot they appear kinda often compared to the tapus but they’re just Plot Devices and they never really do anything Good. In diamond and pearl they just exist to ‘defeat’ cyrus’s plan when like.. you the player already did that by defeating him, it was pointless to add that you needed these random legendary pokemon to break the red chain and free the other legendaries when that coulda just been automatic after the fight ended. And then in platinum its even worse cos their ONLY CONTRIBUTION is to TRY and do the same thing but instead cyrus beats them up and it fails and you get +1 extra dungeon and boss fight. because New Legendary instead gets the role of breaking cyrus’s mcguffin machine in a cutscene and ‘winning’ instead of you. i mean tho at least giratina was Actually Surprising and you got its boss battle as a mandatory atmospheric thing right there in the main plot. so you technically win overall by defeating the thing that defeated the villain, i guess? but then aside from that all the lake trio did was act as Damsel In Distress for the whole plot, cos cyrus kidnapped them and used them to make the mcguffin in the first place. srsly them fighting back and destroying it COULD have been a cool scene if it was done differently, yo! >_> so you get this image of them as really weak and helpless victims and then all they ever do is break a machine in a cutscene and Leave, it feels like they cant even fight at all if they didnt join you in fighting cyrus right then. How cool would it have been to have a double battle with them as your partners?? or get your team replaced with them and you get to control them for one awesome taste of power type fight?? seriously you have NO IDEA that they’ll be ACTUALLY STRONGER THAN GIRATINA  BY FAR when you finally get to capture them T_T the badass factor of the smallest and cutest legends being asskickers is completely missed! you only find out it exists in optional meta! aaaaa and now we have Mega Evolutions and Z-Moves and all sorts of other stuff in the new games maybe they could give some of those to these lil pixie asskickers and let them take their rightful place as overpowered beasts, ok??

ALSO RANDOMLY did you know that the japanese term for ‘little green men’ is UMA? and thats these pokemon’s nickname in the original games, instead of Lake Trio and also coincidentally it ended up being the initials of their dubbed names or i mean for all we know maybe the dubbers were just Really Awesome and did it on purpose, like the fifty bazillion other fandom shoutouts we got in Platinum seriously MAN I missed that! it was so Standard and Boring when gen 5 and 6 got dubbed by different people and suddenly there were Zero fandom aknowledging things and like.. practically zero jokes at all. ‘7.8/10 Too Much Water’ being shown off in a screenshot for sun and moon was the first hint it was gonna return to way better handled dub writing, and got me more hyped than anything else! (for context, it referenced a comically bad review the previous pokemon game got in IGN.) man i just.. Love Pokemon I JUST LOVE POKEMON A LOT Why is 83% of my brain devoted to random facts about this game aaaaa

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

A Million Reasons, part 10

Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Matt Murdock

Warnings: angst.

A/N: If you want a happy ending sort of story, please refrain from reading any further. If you want a more realistic take on a relationship and how easily things can fall apart  - then here you go.

Summary:  It’s simple really. Girl joins S.H.I.E.L.D. Boy gets unfrozen after 70 years. Girl meets boy. They fall in love. They get engage. They have a baby. Then shit hits the fan. Add some drama, flashbacks, a cute kid, meddling Natasha/Bucky duo and maybe another love interest in the mix - one in the form of a hot lawyer from Hell’s Kitchen.

Masterlist

A little body bounced on the bed and you grinned, pretending to still be asleep. Your head rested to the right of your pillow and you snored playfully until a finger poked your cheek.

“Daddy, Mommy’s still sleeping.”

“Coulson,” Steve sighed, holding a tray of food in his hands. “Be careful with Mommy, she still is hurt.”

“I forgot,” Coulson whispered, moving down next to you. “Yo Gabba Gabba, Dad!”

“Yeah, Steve, I’m in the mood for a party in my tummmmy!”

The boy yelped as your eyes snapped open and you reached for him, giving his sides tickles. He giggled and giggled until he started coughing and Steve shook his head.

“You two want breakfast or not?”

“We do!”

“Yeah, the kid’s right. I’m starving,” you motioned for Steve to hand over the tray, so he walked around to your side of the bed and watched you carefully as you sat up against the headboard. Gently, he eased the tray over your lap and Coulson quickly crawled over to your legs to sit on your knees. You chuckled and thanked Steve for the food, noticing three plates on the tray.

“Joining us?”

“Yeah,” Steve admitted shyly. “You don’t mind? Bucky and Nat left early this morning, Tony’s gone and the rest are doing their own thing.”

You glanced over to your son, whose eyes matched his father’s and smiled. “Yeah, the more the merrier. Come hop on the Yo Gabba Gabba train,” you said, patting the empty spot next to you.

Without hesitation, Steve walked around the queen sized bed, sat above the blankets and grabbed the remote off the night stand. You handed Coulson a piece of toast and took a sip of orange juice, yelping when Steve passed the correct channel. He laughed and held his hands up when you confiscated the remote and went back to the channel. Coulson whipped his head around and started singing along to the song playing, making you grin.

“You look better,” Steve pointed out.

You felt better too.

It had been two weeks since that night and things had been a stand still. Matt had walked into the room shortly after Steve, Bucky, and Nat left. He had sat with you and held your hand, made a few horrible lawyer jokes and then his smile fell. His fingers grazed your skin and you knew then, he heard everything you had.

“Listen,” Matt cleared his throat and sighed. “You need some time to heal, to be with Coulson.”

“Matthew,” you stuttered out, pulling his hand toward you, but he just flashed his signature smile - sweet and full of confidence.

“Hey, it’s going to be fine. I just want you to get better and you’ll get that help with your friends.”

Knowing there was no room to argue with the stubborn man, you asked for a kiss. Matt chuckled and leaned down, a hand on the bed railing as his head hovered over yours. You looked up at him and brought a hand to the side of his face. Your heart beated fast, because on the tip of your tongue were those three words that could and would change everything. The words you wanted to say, but couldn’t, so you didn’t. Instead you kissed him hard and eagerly, hoping he’d get the message.

“Hey, you okay?”

Steve’s voice sprung you from your own mind and you smiled over at him. “Yeah, these eggs look delicious.”

“Years of practice.”

“Right, I was there, I know,” you expressed dramatically, picking up a piece of toast. “So, how is Sharon?”

Your question caught him off guard, because he had not utter her name, at least in front of you, since he brought you to the Tower.  Not knowing why or if it had anything to do with what was said between him and your friends, you decided to keep quiet until he was ready to talk. But two weeks had came and went and you were ready to press.

“She’s good, sends her regards.”

“How are you two?”

Steve forked around the food on his plate and gave a weak shrug. “We could be better.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

And you were, you liked Sharon and thought she was good for Steve. She could do what you couldn’t in your relationship - stand up for herself.

“You got a good thing with her, Steve. Don't mess it up.”

“Like I messed us up,” he responded dryly.

You stared at Steve, the sound of upbeat music filled the room as your eyes shifted from him to Coulson. The little boy was sitting on his knees, chewing on the toast, his head bobbing back and forth to the song.

“It is what it is,” you finally said, giving Steve a weak smile. “I mean, look at him.”

Your eyes led Steve to Coulson and you shrugged. “He’s happy, I’m happy.”

Steve sighed softly and grinned. “Yeah, that’s all that matters, huh?”

“Exactly, now shh,” you nodded to the tv. “This is my favorite episode.”

…..

Natasha watched with cautious eyes as Steve helped you into the kitchen, his hand on your back and a light smile on his face. You winced in pain when you took one too many steps toward the table and Steve stopped, asking if you were okay.

“Yeah, just help me to a chair.”

He did and when you sat down, he quickly left the room to go get your pain medication. Sighing, you reached over for the discarded day old newspaper and looked up when Nat cleared her throat rather loudly.

“What?”

“Have you talked to Matt since the hospital?”

You folded the newspaper and gazed over at her. “We texted a few nights ago, he thinks I need space to spend time with Coulson.”

“And you didn’t tell him otherwise?”

Noting the accusation in Nat’s voice, you glared at the woman. “Just spit it out, Romanoff.”

“Fine,” she snapped, walking over to the table and putting her hands on the table. “Don’t get back with Rogers.”

Your face fell in confusion and you held up a hand in defense. “Where the fuck did that came from, Natasha.”

She pursed her lips just as Steve walked in, a white bag in hand and a curious look on his face.

“What’s going on?”

“I don’t know,” she stood up and stared right into your eyes. “I don’t know much of anything nowadays. I’m going to go get Coulson, Bucky promised we’d take him to the park.”

“Sounds good,” Steve smiled, unaware of the tension, and started unpacking the bag of medication, while Nat eyed you carefully before disappearing out the door.

As you sat there quietly, Steve walked over to the fridge for a glass of water and Nat’s words repeated in your mind. Whatever she was implying, it got you thinking and when Steve placed a glass down in front of you, along with a few white pills, everything hit you at once.

Putting the pills in your mouth, you drank the entire glass of cold water, letting it wake your body up.

“I gotta go train with Sam, you want help back to the room?”

Steve’s voice rang in your ears and you shook your head. “No, I’ll be fine. I gotta go see Tony.”

“Everything okay?”

“Mhmm,” you smiled absentmindedly up at your ex. “Everything’s good.”

….

You walked into Tony’s lab, taking small carefully steps. The pain medication was helping, along with the ton of rest you were getting, but it was time to get back to the norm, at least..a different norm.

“Tony,” you called out to the billionaire, who was fidgeting with a tablet.

“Hmm?”

“Can we talk,” you asked, leaning against a metal table.

He looked up and, as if he hadn’t realized it was you, smiled brightly. “It’s good to see you up and moving. You scared me for a second, kid.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” you replied quietly. “Are you busy?”

“Never,” he smirked, walking over to you. “What’s going on?”

Nerves wrecked your bones, not knowing how he’d react to what you were about to say.

“Well…” you voice faded off and Tony reached over to your shoulder, giving it a lightly squeeze.

“What’s up?”

Taking a deep breath, your eyes met Tony’s.

“I’m quitting the Avengers.”

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[howtolistentomusic]

There's a half hour left in the shift. Roll-off has been shut down. Maurice and I are sweeping the section of the warehouse where we store furniture donations. Or pretending to, at least. David, Carlos and Ruben are conversing nearby.

Productivity in the warehouse always slows after last break but it usually takes longer than this for the atmosphere to become so jovial.  Anna, who typically rules the room with an iron fist, is over on line one. She's conversing with Lupe and Monica. None of them are making any pretense of working, which gives everyone else tacit permission to relax.

"Work from Home" by Fifth Harmony is playing over the radio. I sing along with Ty Dolla $ign.

"Putting overtime on your body!"

"You actually like this song?" Maurice asks.

Oh, Maurice. Not you, too.

"It's catchy," I say.

I leave it at that. I don't tell him that "Write On Me" is among my phone's most played songs so far this year. I don't tell him that I prefer the group's cover of "Let it Be" to the Beatles original. And I don't tell him that I saw Fifth Harmony in 2014 when the group came to the Ventura Theater. It was a fantastic experience, save for a couple of asshole venue staffers.

After the show, in the hopes of catching one last glimpse of the group before they departed town, a substantial amount of attendees gathered on the stretch of sidewalk outside the theater where the tour bus was parked. Apparently not accustomed to dealing with genuine stans, the staffers were frustrated with this development. i get that. Overtime indeed sucks. But these guys were not shy about expressing their rockism and it was infuriating.

"I'm tired of babysitting," one of them said to the other at one point. "I just want to go home."

"Me too," the other said. "Fucking girls."

Fucking girls, they mused as they were being openly condescending to a large group of them on the basis of a shared musical preference. Ugh, the audacity. Those guys can go to hell.

***

"You don't gotta go to work but you gotta put in work," Maurice recites.

"I told you it was catchy," I say.

"You don't gotta go to work but you gotta put in work," Maurice repeats.

Yeah, dude. I hear the song loud and clear. What's your point?

"Not a fan of Fifth Harmony?" I ask.

"The song doesn't make any sense!" he says.

"Why not?" I ask.

"You don't gotta go to work, but you gotta put in work?"

"Oh shit!" Carlos says. "Anthony's getting mad!"

"I'm not mad," I say.

"He’s mad!” David says to Carlos.

Fine. I'm a little mad. But it isn't because I consider Fifth Harmony some sacred cow that Maurice is professing inadequate fealty towards. I just think his specific complaint is bullshit.

"When people viscerally dislike you, the first thing they deny you in an exchange of ideas is figurative language."

Tressie McMillan Cottom tweeted this yeas ago and it's a sentiment that has stuck with me. The argumentative tactic she's alluding to is also often utilized to quickly dismiss a work of art or a piece of entertainment. Let's call it literal policing. It’s really great for uncritical types that are looking to feel superior anyways. Art being, you know, art and all, literal policing offers one an endless well of complaints to draw from without having to do anything.

Literal Policing is a branch of Hyper-Nitpicking, which is a type of analysis that has unfortunately become prevalent as the internet’s cult of the amateur continues to supersede traditional criticism. In YouTube personality and probable How to Listen to Music plagiarizer Adam Buckley's review of this very Fifth Harmony song, he takes the lyric "gonna get you fired" and interprets it at extreme face value as a basis for his flimsy pan.

I suspect it's a good thing that every woman doesn't have the mindset of Fifth Harmony and isn't telling guys to give up their jobs to just stay home and bang. Otherwise, I have a feeling that the entire economy would pretty well fucking collapse.

- from  Musical Autopsy: Fifth Harmony ft Ty Dolla $ign - Work From Home

This is disingenuous as hell. The line "'I'mma get you fired" is obviously meant to tease. Nobody in Fifth Harmony genuinely wants to get their partner fired.

Ugh, Adam Buckley is the fucking worst. 

***

"Look, you don't have to like the song," I say to Maurice. "But you have to do better than to take the artistry out of art."

"Huh?" Maurice says.

"Well your complaint basically boils down to the fact that the group is utilizing the word 'work' in two different ways. Is that not allowed?"

Maurice is trying to force 'work' into having One True Meaning so he can dismiss a song he doesn’t like with as little effort as possible. He's literal policing. Of course, he doesn't seem to have the same issue with Bell Biv Devoe's "Poison", a staple of Anna's favorite radio station that never fails to get Maurice's head bobbing. That girl is poison? Really? Is she cyanide? A pesticide? What???

"I get what you're saying," Ruben tells me.

"Cool. You can pull tomorrow."

Lately I've been trying to usurp Ruben in his position as roll-off's designated puller. Transporting full gaylords from the dock into the warehouse is a desirable task because donations can be anything and are often difficult to deal with, and pulling minimizes the time spent handling them directly.

"I don't need your permission to pull!" Ruben says.

Better start handcuffing that pallet jack to your wrist, then. I’m coming for you, motherfucker.

"Screw both of you," Maurice says.

"Don't tempt Anthony!" Carlos says. "He'll do it!"

"Get a room, you two!" David says.

“How’s your sister?” I ask Carlos.

He glares at me.

Ariana, Carlos’ elder sibling, used to work with us at the warehouse. She’s really attractive, and Donald once told me that he overheard her telling Carlos that I’m “really cute for a white boy.” [Editor’s Note: I’m Hispanic.] Of course, Carlos kept this to his damn self. I didn’t find out until well after Ariana got laid off.  

"My cousin listens to this shit," David says. "She likes the Mexican one."

"Camila or Ally Brooke?" I instinctively blurt out.

The guys burst into hysterics at my expense. I'm taken aback and utterly confused for a moment before it clicks: I committed the cardinal sin of knowing the members of a female pop group by name.

[kynodontass]

@wellwelldroogieboy tagged me to answer this. Thank you! And thanks for always tagging me in this stuff!! :D

Rules: answer this 92 statements and tag 20 people.

THE LAST: 1. Drink: milk with coffee and loads of sugar
 2. Phone Call: prolly my mother, I hate talking on the phone.
 3. Text message: my gf
 4. Song you listened to: I’m listening to Denis by Blondie rn sooo
 5. Time you cried: I honestly can’t remember and that makes me feel really happy!

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: only dated once and I’m currently dating so
 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: never :)
 8. Been cheated on: i’m more that sure that nope
 9. Lost someone special: the closest was my grandpa I lived with but even then(and now that I realize this, it was the last time I cried, more because of my mother than anything)
 10. Been depressed: I’d guess two years ago and 4 years ago, is barely sleep for weeks and weeks
 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: I’d really like to say no ahaha

LIST THREE FAVOURITE COLORS:

12. Black
 13. Lilac
 14. Blood red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: I’d suppose so!
 16. Fallen out of love: absolutely not!
 17. Laughed until you cried: yup, watching some guy drawing an ant and it was the funniest thing 
 18. Found out someone was talking about you: nobody talks about me luckily
 19. Met someone who changed you: nope
 20. Found out who your friends are: no?
 21. Kissed someone on your facebook list: well, yeah

GENERAL:

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: like all of the 100(with exception of people I play games with)
 23. Do you have any pets? I have the most dumb and cute dog ever!!
 24. Do you want to change your name: makes no difference
 25. What did you do for your last birthday: went to porto and ate subway with my gf, and other stuff
 26. What time did you wake up: 7:40
 27. What were you doing at midnight la night: Either taking a bath or playing some mobile game 
 28. Name something you can’t wait for: everyday-going home, generally-end this internship, go to Basque Country work and get money with my gf (more the get money and be with her)
 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: when we dropped her of at an atm 
 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: not having to spend 9 hours away from home doing nothing 31. What are you listening right now: time passed so, 7 Year Bitch Hip like Junk
 32. Have you ever talked to a person called Tom: I don’t think so?
 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: THIS FUCKING LIGHTS THEY HAVE WHERE I AM, LOOKS LIKE IM ON A FUCKING AIRPORT AT NIGHT
 34. Most visited website: Twich/sodapoppin or /summit1g, Reddit/playerunknownbg, Tumblr and twitter

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME:

35. Mole/s: no
 36. Mark/s: one on my face I guess
 37. Childhood dream: either be an archeologist or idk be Oliver tsubasa ahahah
 38. Hair color: dark brown
 39. Long or short hair: long hair always!!
 40. Do you have a crush on someone: yup, Ane :*
 41. What do you like about yourself: my hair mostly and being selfless. Also, a lot, not letting people step on me or my ability to ignore people and also the fact that I think that I have compared to other people I know
 42. Piercings: none
 43. Bloodtype: i don’t know 
 44. Nickname: ign-outshined (ye soundgarden song) and pochi e peki ahahah
 45. Relationship status: in a relationship
 46. Zodiac: aries 
 47. Pronouns: This triggers me. Biological sex, male, so HE!
 48. Favourite TV show: I’d guess GoT or Storage Wars ahahah
 49. Tattoos: I’d like to have it but too indecisive 
 50. Right or left hand: right hand 
 51. Surgery: never thankfully!
 52. Hair dyed in a different color: no
 53. Sport: Going out with my dog
 54. Vacation: HOME PLAYING GAMES AND WTHXJNF SHIT KN TV WITH LOADS OF COLA AND SLEEPING LATE
 55. Pair of trainers: what?

MORE GENERAL:

56. Eating: now? Myself out of despair of being 11am still
 57. Drinking: nothing
 58. I’m about to: watch YouTube after I end answering this
 59. Waiting for: to be 1pm so I can go eat 
 61. Want: be at home!
 62. Get married: only if it is to get an house in Porto from my and my gfs parent as a gift. No point in wasting my money in this marriage thing otherwise
 63. Career: Professional streamer(I wish)

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: why not both?!
 66. Lips or eyes: eyes
 67. Shorter or taller: not too tall i gusss, I’m short :/
 68. Older or younger: no difference
 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: nice face and nice heart
 71. Sensitive or loud: both!!!
 72. Hook up or relationship: relatioship
 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Have you ever kissed a stranger: not exactly but first date yes
 75. Drank hard licor: yes
 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: someone stole my glasses
 77. Turned someone down: not directly I’d guess, or not knowing
 78. Sex in the first date: well ahaha
 79. Broken someone’s heart: i hope not but I think I did :(
 80. Had your heart broken: yeep 
 81. Been arrested: I don’t leave home
 82. Cried when someone died: Twice
 83. Fallen for a friend: :/

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: depending what is the subject 
 85. Miracles: nope 
 86. Love at first sight: Screaming Females was love at first sight :)
 87. Santa Claus: nah
 88. Kiss on the first date: with me? Did it once
 89. Angels: no.

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: my gf Ane and then Luís despite we argue all the time
 91. Eyecolour: bouncing between brown and green
 92. Favourite movie: “don’t you see my URL?” kynodontas I guess

I wish I could bold and underline shit but mobile stuff sucks so BADDDDDDIDIJDNDJDJD I don't know who to tag cause I feel people get annoyed when I do xd

[icecream-and-gadreel]

I Melt With You chapter 1

Story Summary: The day that Dean saved Gabriel after he fell overboard was the day they both fell for each other. With neither of their families approving of the relationship that threatens to bud, Dean must evaluate what he's willing to sacrifice, and so must Gabriel.

Chapter Summary: Dean goes off to see one of his favorite things: the pirates fighting each other. But when a man falls off of a ship, his attention is taken. Meanwhile, Gabriel is saved by a merman with sharp teeth.

Pairing: Debriel (Sharkman!DeanxPirate!Gabriel)

Other characters: Sharkman!Sam, Pirate!Castiel

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Language, kissing, Implied violence, cannons, blood mention

Word count: 1600+

A/N: This is a four part mini-series, and I decided to put these out now because why not? It's a cute little series, me thinks, I hope you enjoy it!

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Dean

“I'm not listening,” Dean says in a sing-song voice. Sam huffs, throwing his hands up.

“What if you get hurt? Dad would have a fit!”

“Quit following me,” Dean grumbles, giving Sam a pointed look over his shoulder. The younger Winchester swims faster, catching him by the arm with a clenched jaw.

“I'm not gonna let you –”

“Let me?” He snatches his arm away, scoffing “That's cute – fuck off,” he hisses. Before Sam can properly register it, Dean is zooming off, purposefully smacking Sam with his tail fin as he passes. The sound of a canon going off sends a shiver of excitement up his spine, and he begins swimming faster, turning his eyes up to the surface land. His favorite types of humans, pirates, were having another fight.

Nobody could stop Dean from watching one of his favorite things in the world, not even his meddling little brother. He twirls around, a grin going across his face as a pack of mermaids pass.

“Ladies,” he growls, his sharp teeth bared. They respond with panic, zooming off in a different direction. “Don't worry gals, I'll be seeing you soon,” he cooes, twinkling his fingers at them. His attention is taken away when he sees the bottom of a ship, his smile widening. Quickly, he speeds toward the surface, closing his eyes as his head shoots out of the water and is greeted by muggy air.

“Fire!” a rasping voice yells, followed by a cannon shooting off. Dean frowns, tilting his head. One boat doesn't have the skull and crossbones on it. Instead, it has a red flag with a big blue 'X' on it filled with stars. Dean hums, whipping around as a body falls into the ocean beside him. He crinkles his nose, running his tongue over his lips.

Blood.

He hums to himself, rubbing his growling stomach.

Dinner.

–

Gabriel

It all happened in a flash. He was leading his men onto a government ship, but the government was oddly prepared for the situation. In a final battle with the other captain, Gabriel was shot in the arm, and pushed overboard. He thought that was a pretty good way to go.

Gabriel arches off of the ground as he coughs up water, taking in a gasping breath and opening his eyes. The sloshing of water lets him know that he's on a boat. He sputters once more, coughing and turning onto his side. “Take it easy,” a guttural voice says, smacking him on the back.

“He's alive,” Castiel says as he approaches, gaining cheers from the surrounding pirates. “We thought y'were gone for good, captain.”

“Not a chance,” Gabriel says, forcing himself to lean up. he frowns, rubbing the gauze wrapped around his shoulder. Castiel tosses him a dry shirt, and he slips it over his head, taking a deep breath. He turns his eyes to the man next to him, frowning. “Who's this?”

“He –”

“The man who saved your life, thank you very much,” the mystery man says. For a split second, Gabriel could see his teeth. Sharp, sharp teeth. Slowly, the pirate cranes his head to the side, trailing his eyes down the other man's form.

“You're a merman,” Gabriel says, furrowing his brow.

“What gave it away?” he asks dryly, gesturing to his tail. “And if we're being technical, I'm a shark,” he says, bearing his teeth. Gabriel opens his mouth to talk, pausing as the man has a bucket of water dumped over his head. “Thanks – I'm Dean,” he says, offering his hand. Gabriel takes it sharply, leaning forward with his eyebrows raised. Dean frowns in response, staring down at Gabriel's lips. 

“I'm Gabriel, the captain of this ship. You'd be wise to...go...” His voice trails away as Dean leans forward, and he frowns, stiffening as the merman takes him into a kiss. With that, the pirates scatter, leaving him alone with Dean. Gabriel flushes red, pushing away from him with a gasp. 

"What the hell?"

"You were like this close to my face," Dean says, holding his hand over his face. "Though you wanted a kiss," he says, smirking. "You have nice lips."

"G-go home,” he squeaks, clearing his throat. “Go home,” he says, his voice lower. Dean cradles his face, and Gabriel stiffens once more, clenching his jaw. "What? You gonna bite me?"

"I don't bite unless you ask nicely, sweetheart," he whispers, smirking and leaning forward. To his surprise, Gabriel closes the space between them, giving Dean a gentle nip on his lip. “Wow...and to think that I was gonna eat you," he mumbles against Gabriel's lips. 

Gabriel frowns, gripping Dean by his arm and dragging him to the edge of his boat. “Wow, ok," Gabriel says as he gives him a gentle push. "Get off of my boat –”

“But I thought you were too cute to chomp on,” Dean says, chuckling as he goes over the edge of the boat. For a moment, Gabriel feels a bit disappointed, until he sees Dean gripping the edge of the boat and hoisting himself up. “So, when's our second date?”

“Date? You're a fish,” Gabriel says, chuckling and waving his hand.

“And you're a human. Usually not my type, but I think you're perfect for me,” he says, flicking his green eyes up to the sky. “Pirates are fucking awesome.”

“I know... but how do you know that?”

“Every time a pirate ship comes near my kingdom, I follow it.”

“Your...kingdom?”

“Yeah, I'm a prince or whatever.” Dean pauses, meeting Gabriel's gaze. “I love watching you guys more than other humans.”

Gabriel nods to himself, walking toward the merman. “So you want to be human?”

“And have those weird double fins on my body?” Dean scoffs, gesturing to Gabriel's legs. “No, thanks. A pirate, on the other hand, sounds fantastic,” he says, smirking and tilting his head. “If I married you, captain, would that make me first mate?” he asks. Almost on cue, Castiel walks past, biting into a turkey leg before swigging from his beer mug. Gabriel chuckles, pointing at Castiel over his shoulder.

“That's my first mate,” he says. Dean glares at Castiel, letting out a soft growl and baring his teeth. “My brother, my little brother,” he adds. Dean relaxes, shooting one more glare to Castiel before focusing on Gabriel.

“Was I at least your first kiss?” he asks.

“You...are my first merman kiss,” Gabriel says. Dean lights up at the words, sending flurries into Gabriel's stomach.  “Go on fishy, go home,” he says, waving his hand at him. Dean continues hanging off of the side of the ship, a smirk on his face. “What?”

“You kissed me back, sailor --”

“Captain.”

“I didn’t get mad at that ‘fishy’ line, earlier, did I?” Dean says, chuckling. Gabriel scrunches his nose, observing the rows of sharp teeth in the shark’s mouth. Smirking, Dean grips Gabriel’s arm, pulling him closer. “No matter what I call you, we still kissed, right?”

“That was...” he lets his voice fade away as Dean pulls him into a third kiss. His lips taste like sea salt, and they’re chapped to all holy hell, but damn, Gabriel would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy every second of it. As they pull out of the kiss, Gabriel smirks. “...Awesome.”

“That was awesome, glad you agree – hey!” Dean growls as Gabriel pushes him overboard.

–

Dean

“It was awesome. We kissed –”

“Kissed?” Sam gasps, glancing around before swimming closer to Dean. “Like...on the lips? With a human?”

“On the lips. With a captain, Sammy, show some respect,” Dean grumbles, laying back with his hands rested behind his head. He closes his eyes, smiling at the memory of Gabriel. John would have to be proud of his new mate. Gabriel's strong, with an army of men following behind him. “He's the one.”

“I don't think dad's gonna like that –”

“He pushed me off the edge of his boat after I told him I was gonna eat him,” Dean says, leaning up with a wide grin. “The way he looks at me – like he's gonna attack me?” He rests his hands over his heart, letting out a loving sigh. “I'm in love.”

“Oh god,” Sam sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I gotta see him again,” he says, his voice low. His mind trails to Gabriel again, and he smiles to himself, ignoring the burning gaze of his younger brother.

–

Gabriel

“Cas, don't look at me like that,” he says, holding his hands up defensively. “I don't know what it is about him –”

“Maybe it's because you like sushi,” Castiel says sarcastically, tilting his head. “Maybe he'll let you chew on his fin.”

“He's...unique,” he says, sighing and licking his lips. “He loves pirates, like a lot.”

“Good for him.”

“And he's so charming for a –”

“Fish,” Castiel grumbles. Gabriel shoots him a glare, leaning back in his chair and twirling his pen between his fingers. Gabriel wasn't focusing on the lower half of Dean – nor his razor sharp teeth. He focused on the way his face crinkled with his smiles, the green of his eyes, and the way Dean's lips felt against his.

“He saved my life, Cas, I at least owe him my friendship, if not more,” he says, pausing and staring up at the ceiling. “If he ever finds us again,” he adds. Castiel stands from his seat, pulling out his pocket knife with his eyes locked on his elder brother.

“Did you see the way he was looking at me?” he asks, scrunching his nose and clenching his jaw. “Like he was seething with jealousy, like he was going to kill me.” Castiel raises his eyebrows, leaning over Gabriel's shoulder.  “I'll tell you this now. If your boyfriend ever attacks me.” He jams his knife into the desk in front of them. “We'll be having fish for dinner,” he hisses before walking out of the room. Gabriel claps, rolling his eyes.

“Great exit big guy,” he yells, scoffing and crossing his arms over.

His mind trails back to Dean, and Gabriel wonders if he's thinking about him, too.

[crqstalite]

pt. 6, familial ties (aric && hakiojkl)

gOD this one’s a long fucking read. it didn’t take that long either, which is why i’m very upset it took three days to write partners in crime. *shrugs*

anyways i love hakio & aric, so they have quite a few chapters compared to the others. hakio n mierrio are my babies (and i recently finished the trooper and inquisitor storylines oof), so they might have more chapters than the others. i apologize in advance.

i also love elara. like, adore her not in a romantic sense but in a sisterly sense. i just love her and her interactions with the female trooper. and i love hakio’s siblings. i intend for her chapters to have a lot of the hyperion chaos included in them. and poor aric is just trying to understand it all.

promise the others will get involved very soon.

written : 7.7.19. published to tumblr : 7.8.19. word count : 4,693

════ ⋆★⋆ ════ character song : scared of the dark, lil wayne ft. ty dolla $ign & xxxtentacion

character file : hakiojkl hyperion, aric jorgan & elara dorne

-

“hakio?” it’s early two mornings after, and she’s not up yet, surprisingly enough. even tanno’s usually up by now, and that’s unusual in it itself. “not up yet?” he asks lieutenant dorne, who happens to be the only other one still on board the thunderclap during their three weeks of leave. where yuun and tanno went, he’s not sure. maybe if he’s feeling friendly, he’ll ask when they get back.

“maybe she’s taking a morning to herself, captain. stars knows she needs it after not sleeping for so long.” elara responds, putting a hairtie around her wrist as she brushes it to the side of her head. it’s one of the few times aric has ever seen it down, and he thinks it’s pretty. maybe not as pretty as his girlfriend (?), but it’s nice to see elara’s relaxing around the others since hakio made kalor back off. “are you concerned?”

“maybe.” he says defensively, his eyes flicking to the still closed door across from the cockpit.

“don’t be, jorgan. she’ll be alright. i’ll bring her breakfast in the next couple of hours if she doesn’t get up herself.” she says, filing through a book of papers. he figures it was the medical report she’d recently published (and subsequently he’d skimmed through when given the chance), as she disappeared back into the medbay, her preferred workspace. then, he’s alone again. he’d already gone through all their weapons for when they return to work, but he has nothing else to be doing. he figures they have another twenty reports before being considered done, so they can leave that for the week before they get back.

he’s beginning to see why hakio is always so stressed during leave. there’s nothing to be doing, no one to be hunting down, no one to be reporting to. they literally have all the time in the world, and nothing to be doing with it.

he considers taking her out a couple of times, but figures he’ll wait until she’s mentally stable again, and maybe has slept a couple hours more. there are some nice places opening up on the galactic market that he knows she’s been dying to try since he brought it up.

he busies himself cleaning and recleaning the rifles. and his mind runs away while he’s at it. stars, is she a good kisser. after the small debacle the night prior, (which he understands, and would never take advantage of) she did allow him to accompany her to her private quarters after elara had gone to bed. it’s a bit of a mess near her workstation, but other than that, it’s pristine clean, just as he’d expect from her. but in the darkness, it doesn’t fully register.

and they can’t keep their hands off each other. he’d never taken hakio for such a person, only showing any sort of weakness once since they’d been together as a crew (one where he wants to slap his past self a couple of times and ask him to understand what his co is going through), but the only words he can find for her is that she’s not fragile when it comes to loving. neither of them ended up removing any clothing, but he may have nipped her a couple of times on her neck that even in the dark, he knew would scar. she didn’t complain, and stars…one of his fingers had brushed against one of her breasts and the whine that escaped her, it made him hot just thinking about it.

she fell asleep a while later, and for a while, let her do so. she was calm for once, breathing softly as she curled into him. it was weird, he’d rarely ever see her without her armor, and with just a shirt and trousers, it was like she was a completely different woman. the way his name danced over her tongue drove him mad, and that look she kept giving him. god, it was full of lust, and when she wasn’t completely out of it from not sleeping the last couple of days, he intended to give it to her for as long as she’d take it.

he felt bad for leaving her, but he’d gotten up before she did and couldn’t get himself back to sleep. watching her sleep just felt weird, and wrong even if they were together. he’d pressed a light kiss to her forehead before slipping out of her loose grasp and putting her underneath her blankets. she was out cold, and he’d figured he’d let her stay that way.

he smiles. aric does a lot of that these days, especially when he’s around her. she doesn’t smile a lot either, but it’s infectious when she does. hakio has a tooth missing, it happened back on tatooine. one of her back molars that she lost and he subsequently had to help get her painkillers after the battle was over. ended in a trip to a medical bot as she gazed daggers at him. she also ended up chipping her right front tooth, something he notices everytime she talks. or smiles. while it was most likely a bad experience that caused it, he thinks it’s cute.

he’s so far in thought that he’s done the rifles again in record time. is this what boredom feels like?

“how did already know you’d be in here?” lifting his head, he finds hakio leaning against the door frame, still disheveled from the night before, rubbing her eyes. “is this all you do, aric?”

“no.” he says, padding over to her as he minds her bare feet. “took you long enough to get up.”

“hm?” she asks, scratching the back of her neck as she stands up straight. “haven’t looked at a chrono yet, but i feel better than i have in a long time.”

“i can imagine.” she moves to put her arms around his neck, and he rests them around her waist. she groans as her shirt (oversized, he doesn’t know why) brushes against the bites from the night prior. “sorry about that.”

“it was hot in the moment, i’ll live.” she says, pressing her lips to his. her eyes lidded, she tries blinking awake before resting her head on his shoulder. “really need to do this ‘sleep’ thing more often.”

“i think you should.” he responds, halfway considering to carry her back to her quarters if she’s that tired, when he hears elara approaching. he sees her before he hears her, which is odd because he’s sure he’s got everyone’s footsteps figured out by now. hakio’s more awake now, as she stands, loosening her arms around aric’s neck to hold them at her side, turning to face her subordinate. “lieutenant.”

“captain. major.” she responded, clearly stifling a laugh of some sort before her face returns to it’s neutral tone. “you have something on your private line, major.”

“oh. thank you, elara.” she says, padding over to the holoterminal. she thinks to herself for a moment, looking over her shoulder to aric and then elara, and then decides to play it with them still in the room.

“people of the republic, a blow to our ranks has been felt across the galaxy today. quinne hyperion, a senator of the republic over the planet taris was mortally wounded, possibly past being able to return to her station or survive her wounds. surrounded by family, hyperion is not expected to make a full recovery.”

because he’s standing behind her, aric doesn’t immediatly know her reaction, but elara puts a hand over her mouth in shock. quinne’s face appears in the holo, and aric feels a part of him shatter. he’d met quinne once or twice, when they’d been stationed on taris and then again after the events of the gauntlet. she was a strong, dark skinned woman who stood a few inches taller than her younger sister, short hair that curled around her ears with a smile that could kill. she wasn’t hugely kind to him while they were stationed there, more concerned about her sister contracting a disease, but after the gauntlet became a bit nicer to him, even mentioning she thought someone who was more by the book would even out her sister’s chaotic energy.

and someone had attempted murder.

the holo continues playing, “however, the culprits seem to be imperial aligned. one attacker of five was captured and brought in for questioning, but died of his wounds before being able to release information. film captured by the senator’s security footage reveals this woman to be easily identifiable for the crime-” the woman flashed onto the screen, grainy but short haired, mask, glasses and dressed in all black with what aric assumed he recognized as imperial intelligence’s symbol on her right shoulder. “if you have any information, the senate tower is waiting.”

elara moves to put a hand on her shoulder as aric shakes his head. she nods, and just comes to stand next to her instead. he does the same, and he’s more concerned when he realizes she’s not crying. very much so, she is instead steel-eyed and staring straight ahead as the holo goes out. hesitantly, he attempts putting a hand on her shoulder as her head slowly turns to him. “heads are going to roll for this, sir.”

“you can bet on that.” elara says, giving her a comforting smile. sad, but attempting to be comforting. “we’ll be here if you ever need anything,sir.”

“we’re not murdering anyone.” she whispers. turning, she doesn’t exactly…stalk to her quarters, but walks with more passion than aric thinks she needs at the moment. “elara, set a course for coruscant.”

“yes, sir!” elara responds, heading into the cockpit as aric considers whether to follow her into her quarters. at the last second, he decides he will. she’s thrown open her storage cabinet, pulling out a bag and picking out clothes.

“hakio. whatever you’re planning, lets not think too irrationally.”

“i’m not thinking irrationally aric. quinne would be on coruscant right now and-and i need to go and be with her, and them.” she pauses, clearly getting choked up as she says her sister’s name, stuffing another shirt into her bag. “hyperions never leave each other behind, and i won’t…i will be by her side as long as she lives, aric.”

“of course, hakio.” he says, contemplating his next words. “when can we expect you back?”

she stops packing for a moment, and rubs unshed tears out of her eyes, attempting a smile towards him as he walks closer to her as she grips her bag. “a-aric i know you’ve never met my family, and this is probably the worst time to do so, but…blast it! would you come with me? i just…i can’t be alone right now.”

“i-yes. i will. whatever you need.” he says. “do you plan to leave right now?”

“that holo is two or three days old, aric. i have to go now, she could be dead already.”

“then i’ll begin packing. we leave when we land.”

-

elara says that once she’s packed and gathers her things, she’ll join them in a few hours. hakio doesn’t protest, even extending her invite to their resident healer. they hug, and he and hakio leave into the spaceport to catch a taxi.

she’s quiet, quieter than usual. they take said taxi up to where he assumes her family’s apartment is, and she leans against him. hakio’s not crying, but rather, and most likely, in shock. he doesn’t try to talk to her, instead laying an arm around her shoulders. inwardly, he’s freaking out. this is his first meeting with her mother and her siblings, and it’s because one of them is so injured she needed to be hospitalized, instead of her taking him on her own free will.

it’s not about meeting her family, he knows that, but whatever impression he leaves, he hopes it’s a good one.

“my parents?” she questions when he asks what they’re like, because hearing her silent and upset it’s bothering him. she tenses up, and he begins to regret his decision before she answers, “well, my dad died a bit before the accident with the junkers. my mom…well you’re probably gonna like her. she’ll hate you, but, well ba'anthra hyperion has never particularily approved of my sibling’s partners.”

“why’s that?” he prods. she’s told him little things here and there about her family, their quirks and loves when talking about more domestic things than guns and alcohol. she enjoys talking about her family, even if the topics of why they were brought up aren’t always that great.

“well, quinne’s first boyfriend, lewi basically abused her and ran when she got pregnant at seventeen. i was maybe nine or ten at the time, so i still don’t know all the details because it makes her uncomfortable. she got remarried, had three other kids, so it ended somewhat well for her.” she quiets as she reminisces, eyes lowered to her hands. “those are my nieces and nephews. sydros is the youngest, and dyrka is the oldest…shit what-what’s gonna happen to them if she dies?” the last part is a whisper, and it’s clearly a strain on her to say the last word. he squeezes her shoulders, trying to comfort her as her amber eyes go up to meet his.

“uh, what about your older brother?” he tries changing the subject. “tyqin, right?”

she gives him a small smile. “you might hate him as much as my mom might hate you. he’s a prick. and that’s not just years of teasing talking either. ran against my sister for a position in the senate and almost won, except the lower sectors liked quinne better because of her 'charitable nature’. he didn’t take it well and has been a spoiled prick since.” she chuckles sadly. “we consider his husband an enabler for buying him things still.”

“what do you think?” he asks.

“oh. no yuvi’s most definitely an enabler. pretty sure tyqin’s also a gold digger, don’t tell him i said that, but every time i see him, he’s always got some new present to show off. like a new wrist chrono, or some new robes or a new blaster outfitted with mods you and i would drool over and pray to deities to afford. can’t figure why he wants one, he’s a shit shot. planning to steal that mx-45 one of these days.” she muses for a moment. “actually, do tell him i said that. stars knows voonie and marli would agree.”

sounds like he’ll fit right in, as she talks more and more about her siblings. they must’ve been close before she enlisted. she’s still not fully smiling before they land, but she’s feeling a bit better as she talks. hakio doesn’t let his hand go once he helps her out of the taxi, squeezing his hand in hers.

the apartment isn’t huge, but it’s clearly well lived in as she leads him inside. however, they’re not even four feet into the apartment when a streak of red hair launches themself onto hakio. he tenses nearly immediatly, reaching for the blaster he’d left on the ship.

“hakio! it’s so good to have you home!” when the dust settles, hakio is hugging a girl a few years younger than them. when she raises her head, he can pick out from her descriptions that this is one of the twins, apani or baishya. red hair, and matching scars across their foreheads. “gah! it’s been way too long!”

“i know, i’m sorry 'pani.” she responds, ruffling her younger sister’s hair. “missed you too.”

“you know it!” this time, hakio’s knocked off-balance, staggering under the weight of baishya as she runs up to her as well. “missed you so much, sis!”

“i know, i know!” she says, regaining her balance as the twins pull themselves off of her. aric can already tell that’s he’s gonna have one hell of time telling them apart while he’s here. she wasn’t kidding when she said after twenty-eight years she still has a hard telling them apart.

“you’re definitely late, but everyone’s already here, even darjev!” one of the twins says, before both of their faces fall. “quinne’s been asking for you.”

“oh.” she says, shifting the bag on her shoulder. “where is she?”

“they’re keeping her at republic medical. since she’s a senator, it’s basically free for us to visit her, but after the surgery we have to regulate ourselves to a few visits a month.” one of the twins says. “we’re all going to visit later tonight.”

“okay.” she says as one of them grins.

“but! all that’s out of the way because they say she’s gonna be fine! or, better than dead.” the other one says. “i wanna know everything about havoc, starting with the fact you’re as buff as dad was!”

“o-of course.” she says, throwing a glance to aric. he’s not sure what he makes of these two other than that they’re very enthusiatic. she mentioned her whole family loved each other and often would have big celebrations once someone returned to the apartment and birthdays and whatnot.

they caught the glance and then followed it back to him. “and you brought a soldier home too? what is he, your bodyguard?”

“he’s a cat, that’s what he is, 'pani.” through the jestering, he can tell apani is more soft-spoken while baishya talks loud and speaks her mind. or maybe he’s got them mixed up again.

“he’s not my bodyguard, and yes he is a cathar, baishya. keep your comments to yourself.” she says, the major in her creeping out to her sisters. “alright. now if you two are done, where’s mom?”

they look inbetween each other before grimacing. “unless you like your life, she’s in the kitchen.”

-

hakio is very stressed. a part of her cried in joy when apani said that quinne was going to be okay. as she passed through the halls, apani and baishya update her with the current events of the hyperion household, and she’s halfway to taping over baishya’s mouth with all the embarassing things she admits to in front of aric. other than their comments on his position and why he was here, they ignore him for the most part.

they’ve really grown. when she left at twenty-one, they were still in school, just barely seventeen. seven years later, baishya has grown considerably from her high school body. she’s wearing a shirt that’s way too short for her long torso and trousers that are probably sticking to her thighs. she cut her hair as well, tying it up into space buns. apani hasn’t grown much, still having what baishya calls a junior high body with her flatter chest and skinnier body type. it’s not bad, but unusual. she wonders what happened, and intends to ask later. but, she smiles seeing they still have matching scars she can clearly see, and redyed their hair red.

she steps into the kitchen, not hugely sure what to expect as the twins stand back, with aric across the hall. “mom-”

“hakiojkl bea'tri hyperion!”

she shivers in fear. she hasn’t heard her full name in years, and spoken by her mother no less. she’s got an apron tied around her waist as she stalks up to her, a mother’s fire raging behind her eyes. while hakio stands at a firm 5"8, her mother is 5"10, and other than aric and tanno, she’s not used to being around people that are taller than her. especially not her mom.

“where do you think you’ve been?!” she opens her mouth to answer before her mom swoops her into a bone-crushing hug. she smells like home, like all the spices she uses, the perfume she wears, and the smell of low-grade kolto she used to use on them when they were kids. it’s enough to make her start crying, which she’s trying not to do, but a few tears escape anyways. her arms go around her mother as they stay there for a few minutes before her mother takes her face in her hands. “goodness girlie, you look like you’ve been through hell and back.”

“you could say i have.” she says, chuckling darkly. she’s been through a whole war, and the fighting isn’t over yet.

“i know that. i kept tabs on havoc since you joined their ranks.” she sighs. her mother would do that, most likely knowing she’d do so after the accident with the junkers. “stars, where’s all your hair sweetie?”

“shaved it off.” hakio responds. “easier to deal with.”

she grunts in response. “all muscle, just like your father. you’d better stay here a while, let me fatten you up a bit.” hakio chuckles as her mother’s face softens. “it’s good to have you home, bea.”

“feels good to be home, mom.” she says. “the twins bombarded me at the door. i don’t even know how they knew i was here.”

“they saw the taxi from the window. bai came back and told me before going to find you.” she responds, waving her spoon in the air as she punctuates her words. “all your siblings are here, go and talk to them. dinner will be in a couple of hours, and we’ll go and see quinne after that.” her gaze lifts from hakio to what’s behind her, and frowns. “oi! what’re your intentions with my daughter, cathar!?”

“mom!” hakio exclaims, terrified by not only her shout through the kitchen, but also the fact she even noticed him. “he’s not here for that, he’s just a friend!”

“that’s what apani said too. plus your ears are turning red, i know it when my daughters are lying.” she says, walking past her, as hakio’s face heats. oh how foolish she was when she thought because of quinne’s accident aric would be looked over for the most part. “mom, i’m not lying, really!” the twins are giggling as she drags a hand down her face, following her mother out of the kitchen and into the hallway, where aric is already being bombarded by questions by not only the twins, but also josie.

she’s making motions for aric not to answer at all before josie hugs her as well. “hey sis!”

“hi jos.” she responds, giving up on trying to get aric away from her siblings. josie was only fifteen when she left, twenty two now. his fluffy hair is dyed blonde as she rubs her hands through it. he’s the same height as she is now (she’s beginning to consider that she got the short end of the stick with growing up too quickly, maybe all that kolto stunted her growth), and he’s just as happy as she remembers leaving him. his freckles are showing through in the light of the apartment as he grins. unlike her, he has all of his teeth.

“i don’t have any intentions with the major, i’m her xo and nothing more.”

“xo?!” all three women question. hakio’s beginning to realize her family probably knows little to nothing about how the military works, and they probably think an xo is literally what you sign your mail with to your beloved.

beloved? well, would she go along with this lie? apani and baishya would be upset she didn’t tell them, and her mother would go absolutely ballistic if she were married they next time she came back to the apartment.

shit wait, married? where was all of this coming from?!

“xo stands for executive officers, you swarmers.” she says, hands on her hips. “leave aric alone, he’s just here as my friend. which reminds me, i forgot to give elara our address.” hakio remembers, afraid her medic might be in the spaceport and confused about where she was going on the city planet. “which room am i staying in today?”

“yours, unless you want a guest room.” her mother says, glaring daggers at aric. “i’ll bring in a mat if he’s staying too, as well as this 'elara’.” hakio’s beginning to think she just sounds salty she didn’t get anything juicy out of her xo. they head up the stairs towards the living area as she realizes aric is…he’s laughing at her.

“something funny, captain?” she says a little too harshly as she moves to open her bedroom door, stepping inside as she puts her bag down.

“no. just, if this is only a portion of your family, i’m terrified to meet the rest of them.” he slides his own bag down next to her as she turns around to meet his eyes. “are you embarassed of me?”

“no! of course not, it’s just-gah! i don’t like telling other people of my private life, and sometimes it’s hard to figure what i’m going to tell them. and this is my family, not some bartender. and-no, i’m not embarassed of you, aric. i’m not, a promise you i’m not. it’s just…hard i guess. i’ve been around the military for the last seven years of my life, and keeping secrets is just second nature now.”

she’s babbling, and she knows that. he doesn’t seem to care though, as she keeps running herself in circles. if she had hair, her fingers would be running through it as she used to, and the more she thinks about her habits, the more she remembers she picked them up from quinne and-

and she’s still talking, and he’s still listening.

“so in short, you’re scared how they’ll react?” he fills in for her. hakio slides her arms around him as she lays her head on his shoulder.

“my mom would only hate you because you’re a soldier.” she responds, before looking back up at him. “just like how she hated havoc for a while because it was so dangerous. but i figure i’m still alive.”

“and i’m glad you are.” aric responds, kissing her forehead. “didn’t you say elara needed your address?”

“mhmm.” she said, moving to grab her holocom. rattling off a quick message with her address, she sighs. “might as well introduce myself back into the lion’s den before dinner. coming?”

“might as well.” he echoes her as she goes to open to the door, but not before pulling her back to him with an arm around her waist. it makes her smile as she already knows what he’s going to ask. “a kiss for your xo before you go?”

“'course.” she answers, allowing him a kiss, one that if left alone would progress into much more, but before that idea can even be entertained, the door slides open as they freeze.

“hey hakio, mom was-” voonie stands there, in all of her half-naked glory in a dress that doesn’t even reach her knees and a pair of a strappy heels that would be fit for a stripper. but, that’s not her immediate concern as voonie’s face changes from one of confusion to a smirk of plotting. “i knew it! there was no way you dragged a man here without him definitely being more than friends with you!”

“voonie! what did i tell you about coming into my room without permission?!” hakio asked, annoyed. albeit it had been seven years since she’d given her older sister this rule, but it still stood. the thirty year old rolled her eyes.

“it’s been seven years. marli’s done worse things than just innocent kisses on that bed of yours.” she says, giving a shit-eating grin that says this information won’t be private for much longer. “mom is gonna freak!”

“voonie!” she runs off back down the stairs, calling for her mother. she also looks back to her bed, glad she nor aric had sat down on it since they’d been here, and swears to change all the sheets before she goes to sleep tonight. “i swear to-”

“let her go, she was bound to find out anyways.” aric says, reigning in her emotions. “what’s the worst that could happen?”

“a lot, aric. a lot.” she’s less panicking and more embarassed her older sister had found her lip-locked with her so-called friend. neither she nor aric were very pda-friendly, and voonie wasn’t helping. “stars, i hope elara gets here soon, or i might lose my mind.”

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