#V: Hold The Line - Toto

[devilsanddarlings]

@lcveblossomed

Cindy was so much stronger than she gave herself credit for. The fact that she could still laugh and joke despite what they had been through gave Ziggy hope that her sister would find her way again one day. For now however, the redhead would just have to content herself with nurturing that quiet strength into something louder until the eldest Berman got the hell out of Shadyside. Because Cindy would get out. Ziggy knew her own fate lay with Nick. She’d never be leaving Ohio, or even straying far from home. Christine could feel that in her bones. But Cindy?

Her older sister would be stitching those dreams Nightwing tore to shreds back together. She would be going off to college and making a life for herself far, far away from America’s murder capital. Ziggy would make sure of that even if she had to strike a deal with the devil to see it happen. “Don’t worry…I will. You’ll need to be able to take care of yourself when you move away for college,” the drummer asserted. “But we’ve got a while until that happens. For now, homecoming,” Ziggy agreed with a laugh. “Want to go upstairs and see what we can find to wear?”

"You need to be my teacher- teach me your bitchy ways." Cindy jokes before letting out a laugh. She didn't think her sister was a bitch. She thought that her sister maybe had some sharp edges but that wasn't a crime. In fact, it made her the strongest person that Cindy knew. It made her want to be stronger and to push the limits more. She laughs again as Ziggy assures her she'll teach her. "I don't doubt that for one moment."

She smiles messing with her sister's hair a bit. "I can try my hardest but I'm a slow learner so don't expect too much too fast." She assures with a smile. She knows she needs to get better but she just can't help it she's a people pleaser and a pushover. She takes in a breath before she smiles. "For now I'll worry about just curling your hair and getting the dress ready. We'll figure out the stuff about my pushover tendencies after the homecoming dance I promise."

[totothewolff]

📁 Masterlist > My Toto Wolff & Sewis fics ���👤 Other profiles: AO3 / Discord / Wattpad

[📚Multichapter][⏳Long read]

Season of Love

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨Toto x reader(fem team principal)][💘Romance][🥵Smut][😂Comedy][😪Drama][🏎F1 World/Races/Teams/Paddock][✍️WIP]

Summary: One night on a pier in Monaco, while admiring the sea under the night skies, you tell Toto: "I came to the conclusion that love is simply not meant for me." That's the answer to a question you have been asking yourself for the longest time. But what if he proved you wrong? Author's note: This is a multichapter Toto Wolff x team principal reader fic set along a season of F1. It's a very immersive story full of drivers, team dynamics, races, mystery, and smut. You just bought the Williams team, but nobody really knows who you truly are. 📁 Masterlist: └📁 Dances with Wolff Arc └📁 1 Engines on and hearts off! └📁 2 Lights out, and away your feelings go! └📁 3 Can you feel the traction? └📁 4 No brakes, just love! └📁 5 Cold tires, warm heart └📁 6 Collision at Turn "Your Heart" └📁 The Color of Truth is Blue Arc └📁 7 Red flagsss └📁 8 Safety car needed └📁 The Sebaffäre Arc └📁 9 Coming soon... └📁 10 Coming soon... └📁 Love Lies, Miss Normani Arc └📁 11 Coming soon... └📁 Dances with Wolff Arc └📁 12 Coming soon... └📁 13 Coming soon... └📁 14 Coming soon...

Chemtrails Over the Yacht Club Collection

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨 Toto x reader(fem service staff)][💘 Romance][🥵Smut][🎀 Age-gap][❤️‍🔥Daddy Kink][🛳Yacht Culture][✍️WIP]

Summary: Toto Wolff is a name often mentioned at the Yacht Club, where you work after classes. For some reason, you have always pictured him as an old crank like the usual members, not this foxy man who arrives at the reception making your knees quiver.  The entire staff goes frenetic as he, one of the Club's most important clients, chooses to spend his spring break there without previous notice. You pray to the Gods that you don't cross lines with him since your entire livehood depends on this job, and you really want to graduate college. 📁 Collection: └📁 1 Dark But Just A Game └📁 2 Breaking Up Slowly └📁 3 Not All Who Wander Are Lost └��� 4 Dance Till We Die └📁 5 White Dress └📁 6 Let Me Love You Like a Woman

Grand Prix Elite Academy

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨 Toto(professor) x reader(student, future F1 driver)][👨‍❤️‍👨Lewis x Seb][💘Romance][🥵Smut][🎀Age-gap][❤️‍🔥Wild parties][🏫College AU][🌈Queer/Fem Seb][✍️WIP]

Summary: Your life turns 180 degrees after receiving your acceptance letter for the Grand Prix Elite Academy, the most exclusive and prestigious Formula One College, designed to shape the future drivers of the motorsport world. You will try to navigate your new life among the Monaco elites, survive the campus dynamics and rivalries between the faculties, and try to win this year's Elite Cup to beat an undefeated Mercedes, all while befriending your eclectic classmates, join the wild parties, have a couple of make-outs under the racing circuit benches, lose your v-card and get over that stupid crush you have on professor Toto. Will you make it alive to graduation? Race to Greatness! Author's note: This is a Formula One college AU fic set in an elite academy in Monaco, where the F1 Teams are Faculties, their Team Principals are professors, the FIA is the college board, and all the grid drivers are your classmates. You are accepted under a scholarship program called WomenOne and have lots to catch on to after years of putting your racing dreams on hold. Becoming the outcast new girl is always challenging, especially when all of you live on one campus. 📁 Masterlist: └📁 1 Hi, Society! └📁 2 Gone With The Wolff └📁 3 Know Your Frenemies └📁 4 The Kids Are Not Alright └📁 5 The Twat and the Furious └📁 6 Panic Roomate └📁 7 Easy Y/N └📁 8 War of the Rosbergs └📁 9 …Baby? One More Time! └📁 10 She Wolff

[📚One-shots][⏳Long read]

I'll Be Home for Christmas

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨 Toto x reader][🥵Smut][❤️‍🔥Mild BDSM][👄Dom/Sub][🎄Christmas]

Summary: Toto asks you in between ravenous kisses if you truly want him, even with his busy schedule, fast-paced life, countless nights miles away, and his dominant trait, the one you love to be submissive to, by saying yes you didn't expect it to be this hard! This particular season felt eternal, and you only desire to have him back, wrapped as the world's most alluring Christmas gift on your bed if possible. └📁 One-shot

Sparks Fly

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨 Toto x reader][🥵Smut][❤️‍🔥Daddy Kink][🎆New Years]

Summary: Toto is ready to leave his shitty 2023 behind and start 2024 in the best way possible, and you don't want to spend another New Year's Eve all by yourself; it's like destiny and the universe conspired to bring you two together. └📁 One-shot

The Lonely Hearts Party

[👩‍❤️‍👨Toto(boss) x reader(fem merc employee)][💘Romance][😊Fluff] [😂Comedy][🗄Corporate Mercedes][💝Valentine's Day]

Summary: For weeks now, you have been receiving the most gorgeous flowers every Wednesday morning at your desk at the Brackley Headquarters, as a mysterious admirer seems so in love with you. The entire factory, your besties at work, and you all wonder who he is. Could it be the one you truly wish for? └📁 One-shot

The Big Slip

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨Toto x reader (fem middle class artist)][💘Romance][🥵Smut][😪Drama][🕵️‍♂️Secret Identity][💸Social gap][🪐AU]

Summary: Your life as a struggling arts graduate in Monaco, coming from a working-class family who lives on the outskirts, is about to change. Toto Wolff enters your life not only by giving you the best sex ever but also by making you love somebody for the first time. Arranged marriages, a horrible breakup, and an induced coma, plus his terrible parents, were a complete surprise. └📁 One-shot

The Speed Game of Love

[👩‍❤️‍👨Toto x reader(fem contestant)][💘Romance][😂Comedy][🪐AU][🤪Crack humor][🌈RuPaul's Drag Race][💫Short read]

Summary: Three fierce queens will race for your love, but only one will win your heart. Could it be the spicy Carla LaTurbo Slayz, the fierce Adore D. Hammer, or the queen of England herself, GiGi Reigns? Or maybe that sexy host could get some! Hosted by the hot and only Toto Wolff. └📁 One-shot

Daddy's Little Pet

[🗯+18][👩‍❤️‍👨 Toto x reader(journalist)][🥵Smut][❤️‍🔥Daddy Kink][🎀Size Kink][👄Power play]

Summary: You had come to Brackley expecting a generic interview, not a deep dive into Toto's lovemaking life. └📁 One-shot

[🚎Coming soon...][✍️WIPs]

Join us at The Wolff Pack Discord Server > https://discord.com/invite/tpgArxqbfd

It’s Murder on the Garagefloor

boss!Toto x reader Merc!employee | crack au (Clue bang), comedy, romance and mystery.

Summary: His wife, one of his drivers, an engineer, his mentor, and you (Toto's assistant) all look at the body on the floor. Is the boss really gone? Loose inside this locked garage is the murderer. Who of you killed Toto Wolff? And why?!

└📁 Coming soon...

A mile-an-hour

Boss!Toto x reader merc!employee | comedy, crack (the office bang), romance, fluff.

Summary: Getting hired on the Mercedes-AMG PETRONAS F1 Team from the thousands of applicants seemed like the pinnacle of your career and a privilege. Such a prestigious and life-changing opportunity until you arrive there… Smoke is flooding the garage, Lewis is dressed exactly like George in casual clothing for some reason, and Niki plays sad Taylor Swift songs on the piano. At the same time, engineers try to catch a loose Roscoe throwing stuff everywhere. Why is even a piano in here?! Oh! And you almost forgot, Toto Wolff is crying inside his office.

└📁 Coming soon...

Fast Car

driver!Toto x driver reader | teammates dynamic, past lovers, young toto, drama, romance.

There was a time when he used to be your everything. Since childhood, you two shared a dream of one day becoming F1 drivers. Miles away from your families, you grew up only having each other, racing and experiencing life side by side. The short step from friends to lovers left natural, but the following step from F1 drivers to becoming enemies deeply scarred you. When your ambitious team offers Toto the open seat, well aware of his reckless and wild reputation, you wonder if the sweet guy you fell in love with is still hiding inside that ruthless, don juan, cold-hearted two-time world champion. It's going to be a hell of a season for you.

Cursed to Love

+18 | Lewis Hamilton x Sebastian Vettel, sewis | fantasy, witchcraft, lore, period, drama, romance, smut, pinning, epic, war, violence.

[makeyoumine69]

My Lovely Detective Masterlist 🩸 | Patrick Bateman x OC Series

— PAIRING: Patrick Bateman x Fem!Detective!OC

— CO-WRITER: @iron-flavored-lipgloss

— SUMMARY: Being a detective in New York was pretty hard, and being a woman detective was even harder, but not for Andrea Moore. Despite the fact that she lived the life of an average American without any luxury or wealth, she loved her job, her life and her boyfriend, who always supported her. One day, her boss — Detective Kimball — assigned her to a case regarding the disappearance of a very rich man from Wall Street named Paul Allen, and her first task became to interrogate the man who was suspected to be connected to it. From that moment on, Andrea would have to reveal what secrets were hidden behind the perfect facade of Patrick Bateman...

— CONTAINS: SMUT, gaslighting, dark explicit sexual content, kidnapping, rape/non-con elements, imprisonment, sexual abuse, near death experiences, emotional/psychological abuse, misogyny, forced pregnancy, mind manipulation, etc.

Chapter I — 01/04/2024

Chapter II — 03/04/2024

Chapter III — 09/04/2024

Chapter IV — 05/05/2024

Chapter V — 07/06/2024

Chapter VI — 27/06/2024

Chapter VII — 27/09/2024

...

Related songs:

Rockwell — Somebody's Watching me

Real Life — Send Me An Angel

Blondie — One Way Or Another

Kim Carnes — Voyeur

Daryl Hall & John Oates — Maneater

Modern Talking — Cheri Cheri Lady

Depeche Mode — In Your Room

TOTO — Hold the Line

Robert Palmer — Addicted To Love

Phil Collins, Philip Bailey — Easy Lover

[daisybianca]

pairing: toto wolff x femalereader

summary: it's toto's birthday and you have a little treat for him.

warnings: smut, sexual themes, cursing words, unprotected sex (be safe!)

YOU ENTERED THE bedroom quietly, careful not to wake him up.

Stopping at the foot of the bed, your eyes surveyed the form snoring softly, feasting on the magnificent sight. A thin sheet clinging to his body, you watched his sculpted chest slowing rising with each breath as your eyes trace the lines of his chiseled abs and deep hollow of his V. His legs sprawled wide, one has escaped the sheets, a piece of his muscular thigh and rounded hip peeking through. You smiled as the wetness began to pool between your legs. The throbbing started making itself noticeable, too.

Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, you realize it was time. You treaded silently to his side of the bed and gently threw your leg over his waist. He stirred slightly as you lowered yourself onto his crotch, trying hard to balance a plate in one hand and a lighter in the other. "Toto," You whisper loudly as you lit the candle on an oversized cupcake covered in globs of white frosting. He turned his head but continued to sleep.

"Wake up birthday boy." You called louder, grinding into his groin for effect. He lazily half-opened his eyes.

A grin started to spread across his face as the fog of sleep started to lift, and he spotted your naked body, the cupcake framed perfectly by your ample breasts. Quietly chuckling as you started to sing happy birthday off-key, he rolled his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes shining in the light of the candle. As the song drew to a close, he slowly sat up and placed his hands on your waist.

"Make a wish, old man." You purred as you took the cupcake in your hand and threw the plate to the floor. He laughed and ran his hands over your ass while his eyes lock on yours. Deep in thought, his eyes began to darken. Raising an eyebrow, he smiles slyly as he blew out the candle, his eyes never leaving yours.

Pulling out the extinguished candle from the cupcake, you leaned over to place it on the nightstand. Toto firmly grabbed your legs to hold you steady and repositioned them around his waist. Pulling you closer, his hardening cock twitched as it settled into the folds of your wet spot. He lowered his index finger to the cupcake and picked up some of the frosting. He slowly dragged his finger on your lower lip, leaving a trail of icing. You ran your tongue over your lip as he dipped the finger in the frosting again and brought it to his plump lips. He held your gaze as he licked the icing from his finger. "Mmm, delicious… but not as sweet as you." Grinning wickedly, he covered three fingers with icing and reached down to spread it on your erect nipple. Leaning you back, you breathe in sharply as he placed his lips over your frosted nipple and began to suck it clean. Gasping as he bit down hard on your swollen bud, you dropped the cupcake in between your laps.

"Shit!" You cried in exasperation.

Toto, failing to contain his laughter as a string of swear words stream from your mouth, he released his grip on your breast and grabbed his chest. You shot him a dirty look as you reached down to gather up the mess of cake and frosting.

"No, no, babe, that’s mine." He scolded, grabbing your hands firmly as he shook his head disapprovingly.

Ignoring your surprised expression, he gleefully began to smear the cupcake all over your stomach.

You gasped as his frosting covered fingers slipped between the folds of your sensitive spot and started to circle your clit. A groan escaped as pleasure radiated from your core. Your hips started to rub back and forth on his throbbing shaft. Toto pressed his lips to your shoulder and started to bite and lick his way up to your ear.

"You’re so sticky and wet." He murmurs. Looking at you through his long, black lashes, he pulled his fingers out and brought them to his lips. But before he could open his mouth, you grabbed them and guided them to your tongue. "Fuck, (y/n)," He groaned loudly as you sucked his fingers into your mouth.

Grabbing his swollen cock, you placed his tip into your dripping spot. He pulled you closer and thrusted his hips, diving deeper into you. His fingers left your mouth and traveled back to your clit, stroking it hard as he pumped faster. His hungry mouth met yours as he pulled you closer.

You felt him start to pulsate and the warmth of his climax deep inside just as the first wave of your orgasm hit. You moaned into each other’s mouths as you came together. Your bodies shaking, sticky with sweat and frosting, he kissed your forehead as you tried to catch your breath.

"So babe, do you have any more candles?" He teased as he ran his fingers up and down your back. "I need to make another wish."

[devilsanddarlings]

@ofblackskies

“Hm.” Ziggy pretended to consider, tongue darting out to wet her lips when the kiss broke. “I suppose we could do that,” the redhead eventually conceded after she felt she’d kept him waiting long enough. “We would need to stop at the grocery store on the way back to my house though. I’m not sure we have milk, much less apples.”

As his lips twitched again, Nick shook his head a little bit. "Okay, okay. I'll save you all of them... if you make me a deal." Slowly, a sly little grin overtook the Goode's features and, even though he did in fact kiss her back again, it did not go away. "You have to make candy apples with me. I have a craving." And not just one for her.

[tippydormanask4]

Si hicieras un dueto con Duke y Harl

Qué canción cantarías con cada quien?

Y cuál cantarían entre los tres?

nota del artista: tal vez no la mejor escogencia de música pero bueno

(`ー´)

Artist's note: maybe not the best choice of music but oh well

(`ー´)

Frank Sinatra - Somethin' Stupid: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_t2gNCXYbY

Toto - Hold The Line: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUk5J6YHFkM

Nat King Cole - L-O-V-E: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZYtes1RO_w

Elvis Presley - Devil In Disguise: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OhW6t4rEJwU

[djmossback]

Spacebar 17 June 2023

2100 hrs

Dazz Band, Let It Whip (7" Motown)

Patrice Rushen, Forget Me Nots (7" Elektra)

Naked Eyes, Promises Promises (7" Manhattan)

David Bowie, Let’s Dance (12” long mix)

Sylvester, Do You Wanna Funk (12" 45 rpm long cut)

Ace, How Long (7")

Queen, Crazy Little Thing Called Love (7" Elektra)

Wham, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go (7" UK cut)

Go-Go’s, We Got The Beat (7" Stiff Records)

Wang Chung, Dance Hall Days (LP cut)

Link Wray, Rumble (LP cut, Rhino Instrumental Rock v/a)

Bush Tetras, Too Many Creeps (7" 99 records)

Dry Cleaning, Scratchcard Lanyard (7" 4AD)

Wire, Ahead (12" Enigma)

Heatwave, The Groove Line (7" Epic Records)

2200 hrs

Pet Shop Boys, West End Girls (12" extended mix, Manhattan Records)

Cheryl Lynn, Got To Be Real (7" Columbia)

Tears For Fears, Change (7" Polygram import)

DEVO, Whip It (7" Warners)

Amii Stewart, Knock On Wood (12" Ariola)

ZZ Top, Sleeping Bag (12" 45rpm extended mix)

Vince Staples, Big Fish (LP cut)

Abyssinians, Declaration Of Rights (LP cut)

Nazareth, Hair Of The Dog (LP cut)

Cramps, What’s Inside A Girl (12" 45rpm cut)

Nelly, Hott In Herre (12" cut)

Janet Jackson, What Have You Done For Me Lately (12" extended mix)

Kylie Minogue, Can’t Get Blue Monday Out Of My Head (12" promo)

Apollonia 6, Sex Shooter (12" 45 RPM cut Paisley Park/wea)

2300 hrs

Positive K, I Gotta Man (12" cut)

Taste Of Honey, Rescue Me (LP cut)

G.Q., Boogie Oogie Oogie (7" Arista)

Thundercat, Them Changes (LP cut, 45RPM 10")

Kendrick Lamar, YAH (LP cut, faded early, due to.....)

Treasure Valley Roller Derby interruption.

Herbie Hancock, Chameleon (LP cut)

Toto, Hold The Line (LP cut)

Thin Lizzy, Boys Are Back In Town (LP cut)

Michael Jackson, Workin’ Day and Night (7" Epic Records)

Confidence Man, First Class Bitch (12" mix)

TLC, No Scrubs (12" mix w/rap)

Mary Jane Girls, In My House (7" Motown)

Cyndi Lauper, Girls Just Want To Have Fun (7" mix)

Carla & Otis, Tramp (7" Stax)

S.O.S Band, Take Your Time (Do It Right) (7" mix)

Kim Wilde, Kids In America (7" )

Midnight

Soho, Hippychick (12" extended mix, WEA/Sire)

Sleaford Mods, Nudge It (LP Cut)

Laid Back, White Horse (12" 45RPM extended cut)

Killing Joke, Follow The Leader (LP Cut)

Gap Band, You Dropped a Bomb On Me (LP Cut)

Wreckz-n-Effect, Rump Shaker (12" extended cut)

Cypress Hill, How I Could Just Kill A Man (12" mix, some German ep)

Nena, 99 Luftballoons (7" GMBH SCHALLPLATTEN)

Orchestral Maneuvers In The Dark, Souvenir (7" Dindisc ep)

ESG, You’re No Good (7" Factory/99 Records FAC 34)

PJ Harvey, Down By The River (7" Island UK, 33rpm)

Junior Murvin, Police & Thief (7" Upsetter Records)

The Orb, Little Fluffy Clouds (12" extended mix)

Wire, Go Ahead (7" Harvest Records, B-side of Map Ref)

Sun Atoms, Half Robot, Half Butterfly

Finished about 0125

TASTING NOTES

I was ridiculously uninspired going in. Did my best. Had the added wrinkle of the roller derby afterparty, so I played to them a bit.

My dreams of reordering my crates were wrecked by my surprise, early this week, that it was indeed Third Space Saturday week.

I had a chill set for 1-2am foundered by a drunk* that broke my concentration. Plus, I ran out of records. I don't have a problem with people coming up and saying something, like the person who came up during the ZZ Top record, and asked what mix it was! And having the Treasure Valley Roller Derby after season party in the Space was a blast! It would have been nice to know that beforehand, so I could have loaded up on some sassy and aggresive women for the mix! I apologize. They were a great crowd. They did their thing, had a good time, and I enjoyed playing to them.

Elusive Panda Buck Dave from the Dedicated Servers dropped by and said hello, so did the Real Rah-Keem.

Jules came up and requested "weird shit," like that Clipping jam that I throw in the regular set. So, I’m envisioning the 1-2 am bonus as a set for those of us who work there.

We turned the volume down, and I threw on some down tempo tracks. It's something I want to explore further.

*That drunk doesn’t know how close he came to getting destroyed by my brother in law Jeff. Seriously. He just kept pushing the nonsense, and it totally broke me. Asking me questions about the Mariners gear, and distracting me with questions about Seattle sports, and saying off the wall things like "93rd and Aurora." without elaborating on it. Jeff stepped in to wing man for me, and endured the nonsense. Like I have done many times for DJ IGA back when he occupied the booth. Jeff knows how to hang without demanding to be entertained by a person AT THEIR JOB WHO IS TRYING TO CONCENTRATE!! Well, whatever. I'm going to have to work hard to overcome things like that. Part of the gig.

Next Third Space is 15 July, 2023. I swear I will have some different jams next time.

[maximuswolf]

Toto - Hold The Line [Classic Rock]

Toto - Hold The Line [Classic Rock] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htgr3pvBr-I Submitted May 12, 2024 at 09:52AM by solidprospect https://ift.tt/ZW0bxYL via /r/Music

[iceeericeee]

tag game!

spell out one of your mutual’s url with songs and then tag them!

(@atthispointeverythingischaos I hope you don’t mind)

A - Any Weather (Joan Jett and the Blackhearts)

T - The Chain (Fleetwood Mac)

T - T.N.T (AC/DC)

H - Hold the Line (TOTO)

I - In the Meantime (Spacehog)

S - Seven Nation Army (The White Stripes)

P - Paint it, Black (The Rolling Stones)

O - One More Robot / Sympathy 3000-21 (The Flaming Lips)

I - Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin)

N - No Sleep Till Brooklyn (Beastie Boys)

T - Too Bad on Your Birthday (Joan Jett and the Blackhearts)

E - Enter Sandman (Metallica)

V - Voices Carry (‘Til Tuesday)

E - Everyday People (Joan Jett and the Blackhearts)

R - Rock You Like a Hurricane (Scorpions)

Y - Yesterdays (Guns ‘N Roses)

T - Tubthumping (Chumbawamba)

H - Home Sweet Home (Mötley Crüe)

I - I Hate Myself for Loving You (Joan Jett and the Blackhearts)

N - Night Prowler (AC/DC)

G - Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy (Queen)

I - I Was Made For Lovin’ You (KISS)

S - Sweet Emotion (Aerosmith)

C - Crazy Train (Ozzy Osbourne)

H - Hells Bells (AC/DC)

A - All the Small Things (blink-182)

O - On With the Show (Mötley Crüe)

S - Stacy’s Mom (Fountains Of Wayne)

no pressure if you don’t want to!

[beargrace]

yoooooooo its been another 2 years you know what time it is (thank my SO for bringing up this post again last night)

Spring Awakening OST- Mama Who Bore Me (Reprise)

Grease OST- There are Worse Things I Could Do

Queen- Don’t Stop Me Now

Electric Light Orchestra- Mr. Blue Sky

Oliver Buckland- Icosa

Gurumin OST- Animal Minimal

Alkaline Trio- Movin’ Right Along (hey the punk version this time! lmfao)

Doja Cat- Go to Town

Jack Johnson- Upside Down

Undertale OST- Oh my…

Deltarune OST- Attack of the Killer Queen

Night in the Woods OST- Video Outpost “Too” (gonna make me CRY shuffle, i love nitw so much, fall needs to come back already so i can think about this game 24/7)

Nat King Cole- L-O-V-E

Mungo Jerry- In The Summertime

The Irish Rovers- The Jolly Roving Tar

Bo Burnham- 1985

The 8-Bit Big Band- I Am Impact! (From “Mystical Ninja Starring Goemon”)

DDLC OST- Ohayou Sayori!

Jack Stauber (Micropop)- 0Doctor

Tally Hall- Ruler of Everything

plasterbrain- Nimbasa CORE

The Beatles- Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

(Minecraft OST) C418- Dry Hands

Evanescence- Bring Me to Life

(Persona 5 OST) Lyn- Wake Up, Get Up, Get Out There

Arctic Monkeys- Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?

A Goofy Movie OST- Nobody Else But You

Toto- Hold the Line

Powfu & beebadoobee- death bed

Marina and The Diamonds- Sex Yeah

Wind Rose- Diggy Diggy Hole (cover)

Jamiroquai- Virtual Insanity

Ninja Sex Party- Attitude City

Maretu- Siu

Cyriak Harris- Kitty City

BONUS SONG: Scratch21- Big Balls

as tradition, ive added 5 more to the list! this time was chaotically soundtrack ridden. also a pain in the ass as tumblr kept closing on me and losing progress on adding/editing. Oh well. at least some of my own normal music poked through as well. theres always next time xD (added a bonus song that I chose as well since I wanted to complete the color pattern lol)

update on the favorite band though; NSP is still in my favorites but my normal artist favorites are also Tally Hall and Jack Stauber lol

YOU CAN TELL A LOT ABOUT SOMEONE BY THE TYPE OF MUSIC THEY LISTEN TO.
HIT SHUFFLE ON YOUR IPOD, PHONE, ITUNES, MEDIA PLAYER ETC AND WRITE DOWN THE FIRST 20 SONGS.
ONE RULE: NO SKIPPING

The Hoosiers- Cops and robbers

???- Rasputin

Your favorite Martian- Stereotypes song

Billy Joel- Uptown girl

All Time Low- Umbrella

Ashe- The gypsy bard (homestuck parody)

Adam Lambert- For your entertainment

JJ Demon- RIP everyone

Marina and the Diamonds- Girls

Never Shout Never- Can’t stand it

Miss Pavalova- DESPAIR

Lustra- Scotty doesn’t know

Simon Curtis- Super psycho love

Hetalia P.i.W- Wa wa world ondo

Paramore- The only exception

APH- Einsamkeit

Set it Off- Partners in Crime

The Offspring- Pretty fly (for a white guy

Cobra Starship- Hot mess

Frauenarzt and Manny Marc- Die atzen (disco pogo)

[alystayr]

Playlist musicale 2020 (2/2)

Liste des chansons (playlist 2020 - part. 2)

Mise à jour : 31 décembre 2020

playlist 2020 (part.2), playlist 2020 (part. 1)

playlist 2019 (part.2), playlist 2019 (part. 1)

playlist 2018 (part. 2), playlist 2018 (part. 1)

playlist 2017 (part. 2), playlist 2017 (part. 1)

playlist 2016 (part. 2), playlist 2016 (part. 1)

playlist 2015

0-9 #

A

A Perfect Circle -  The Outsider (2003)

AC/DC - Shot In The Dark (2020)

Archive - Again (version) (2002)

Arctic Monkeys - I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor (2006)

Arno (cover Adamo) - Les filles du bord de mer (1993/1964)

Asaf Avidan - Anagnorisis (2020)

B

Band Of Skulls - Love Is All You Love (2019)

Alain Bashung - Vertige De L'Amour (1981)

Beastie Boys - (You Gotta) Fight For Your Right (To Party) (1986)

Beck - Devils Haircut (1996)

Michel Berger - Quelques mots d'amour (1980)

Jane Birkin (Feat. Etienne Daho) - Oh! Pardon tu dormais… (2020)

Björk - Bachelorette (1997)

The Black Keys - Shine A Little Light (2019)

David Bowie - Bring Me the Disco King (2003)

The Breeders - Walking With A Killer (2019)

C

Kim Carnes - Bette Davis Eyes (1981)

Caspian - Collapser (2020)

Eric Clapton - Lay down Sally (1977)

Gary Clark Jr. - Jam in the Van (2014)

The Clash (cover the Bobby Fuller Four) - I Fought the Law (1979/1965)

CocoRosie - Go Away! (2020)

Avishai Cohen  - Seven Seas (2011)

The Cranberries - Salvation (1996)

Bing Crosby - Silent Night (1935)

The Cure - Close To Me (1985)

D

Etienne Daho - Des heures hindoues (1988)

Deep Purple - Knocking At Your Back Door (1984)

Depeche Mode - Hole to Feed (2009)

Dire Staits - Down To The Waterline (1978)

The Do - Bohemian Dances (2011)

Lou Doillon - Claim Me (2020)

Donovan - Mellow Yellow (1966)

The Doors - L.A. Woman (1971)

E

Echo & The Bunnymen - Lips Like Sugar (1987)

Eels - Anything For Boo (2020)

Eiffel - Libre (2012)

Eminem - White America (2002)

Cesaria Evora - Besame Mucho (1998)

F

Mylène Farmer - L'Instant X (1995)

Mylène Farmer - Pourvu Qu'Elles Soient Douces (1988)

Bryan Ferry - Don't Stop The Dance (1985)

Foo Fighters - Shame Shame (2020)

Aretha Franklin - (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman (1968)

G

Garbage - I Think I'm Paranoid (1998)

Girls in Hawaii - This Light (2017)

Gojira - Another World (2020)

H

Aldous Harding - The Barrel (2019)

Ben Harper - Morning Yearning (2006)

Jimi Hendrix (cover Bob Dylan) - All Along The Watchtower (1968)

I

Interpol - Rest My Chemistry (2007)

INXS - New Sensation (1987)

J

Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity (1996)

The Jesus And Mary Chain  - Head On (1989)

Jet - Cold Hard Bitch (2003)

Elton John - Bennie And The Jets (1973)

Keziah Jones - Rhythm Is Love (1992)

K

Kasabian - Fire (2009)

The Kills (cover Screamin’ Jay Hawkins) - I Put A Spell On You (2020/1956)

Kings Of Leon - Use Somebody (2008)

The Kooks - Naive (2006)

L

La Femme - Sur La Planche 2013 (2013)

Delvon Lamarr Organ Trio (cover  Curtis Mayfield) - Move on Up (2017/1971)

Bernard Lavilliers - La grande marée (2014/1975)

Linkin Park - Numb (2003)

Lola Marsh - She's a Rainbow (2017)

Luke - Rêver tue (2015)

M

M - Qui de nous deux (2003)

Marilyn Manson - Don't chase the dead (2020)

Matmatah - Marée haute (2017)

MGMT - Electric Feel (2007)

Midnight Oil - When The Generals Talk (1984)

Mike + The Mechanics - Over My Shoulder (1995)

Kevin Morby - Harlem River (2013)

Tom Morello, Dan Reynolds, Shea Diamond  - Stand Up (2020)

Moriarty (cover Blind Willie McTell) - The Dying Crapshooter Blues (2013/1940)

Ennio Morricone - Chi mai (from Le Professionnel) (1971)

Inva Mula - Lucia di Lammermoor & Diva Dance (from Le 5e Elément) (1997)

John Murphy  - 28 Weeks Later & 28 Days Later theme song (2002/2007)

Muse - Pressure (2018)

N

Nada Surf - See These Bones (2008)

Nine Inch Nails - Head Like A Hole (1989)

Nirvana - Territorial Pissings (1991)

No Doubt (cover Talk Talk) - It's My Life (2003/1984)

O

Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark - Electricity (1980)

P

Pearl Jam - Get It Back (2020)

Pixies - Here Comes Your Man (1989)

Placebo - Song To Say Goodbye (2006)

The Pretty Reckless - 25 (2020)

Prince - U Got The Look (1987)

Prophets of Rage - Unfuck The World (2017)

Prudence - Never With U (2020)

Q

Queen - Fat Bottomed Girls (1978)

R

Ramones - Pet Sematary (1989)

R.E.M. - Near Wild Heaven (1991)

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Scar Tissue (1999)

Les Rita Mitsouko - Les Histoires d'A. (1986)

The Rolling Stones - Criss Cross (1973)

Gaëtan Roussel - Tu ne savais pas (2020)

S

Michael Sembello -  Maniac (1983)

Shaka Ponk - Funky Junky Monkey (2020)

The Smashing Pumpkins - Perfect (1998)

Sonic Youth - Teen Age Riot (1988)

Alain Souchon - Et si en plus y'a personne (2005)

Bruce Springsteen - Letter To You (2020)

Sting - Russians (1985)

The Strokes - Why Are Sundays So Depressing (2020)

Stromae - Carmen (2013)

Selah Sue - Alone (2015)

Anne Sylvestre - Ecrire pour ne pas mourir (1985)

T

Texas - The Conversation (2013)

Tool - Reflection (2001)

Emiliana Torrini - Ha Ha (2008)

Toto - Hold The Line (1978)

U

U2 - Love Is Blindness (2012/1991)

U2 - The Ground Beneath Her Feet (from The Million Dollar Hotel) (2000)

Ugly Kid Joe - So Damn Cool (1992)

V

Vanilla Fudge (cover The Supremes) - You Keep Me Hanging On (1967)

Eddie Vedder - Matter of Time (2020)

Suzanne Vega - 99.9 F (1992)

Kurt Vile - Loading Zones (2018)

Violent Femmes - See My Ships (1989)

W

The White Stripes - Hardest Button To Button (2003)

X-Z

Zazie - 1, 2, 3 soleil (1992)

ZZ Top - Gimme All Your Lovin' (1983)

[sleepdeprivedstorm]

NOAH ADAMS -- AN INTRODUCTION ♜

“well, jeez, i’m sorry for having morals.”

wip(s): the last arconian monarch , the sad art conspiracy: an average person’s guide to immortality role: secondary character

name: noah douglas adams nickname(s): enigma race: human date & place of birth: march thirty-first, 1996 / cliffside institute, cannon beach, oregon, u.s.a. gender & sexuality: cis male / straight

height: 5′8.5″ hair color: strawberry blond eye color: brown

zodiac sign: aries hogwarts house: gryffindor mbti: entj-t enneagram: type one moral alignment: neutral good

PLAYLIST i. bad moon rising -- creedence clearwater revival ii. down the line -- beach fossils iii. being special -- sophia kennedy iv. i’m just a kid -- simple plan v. ain’t no rest for the wicked -- cage the elephant vi. heaven knows -- the pretty reckless vii. fire in the twilight -- wang chung viii. growing pains -- alessia cara ix. hold the line -- toto x. i won’t back down -- tom petty

OTHER STUFF * 1/2 goth 1/2 fuckboy * due to personal reasons he will be executing vigilante justice * sore loser * does not believe in ghosts * ready to overthrow the system

[totothewolff]

Grand Prix Elite Academy (2/10)

+18 | professor!Toto x reader fem!student, sewis, carlos x reader, collegue au | romance, smut, comedy, gossip, betray

Summary: Your life turns 180 degrees after receiving your acceptance letter for the Grand Prix Elite Academy, the most exclusive and prestigious Formula One College, designed to shape the future drivers of the motorsport world. You will try to navigate your new life among the Monaco elites, survive the campus dynamics and rivalries between the faculties, and try to win this year's Elite Cup to beat an undefeated Mercedes, all while befriending your eclectic classmates, join the wild parties, have a couple of make-outs under the racing circuit benches, lose your v-card and get over that stupid crush you have on professor Toto. Will you make it alive to graduation? Race to Greatness! Author's note: This is a Formula One college AU fic set in an elite academy in Monaco, where the F1 Teams are Faculties, their Team Principals are professors, the FIA is the college board, and all the grid drivers are your classmates. You are accepted under a scholarship program called WomenOne and have lots to catch on to after years of putting your racing dreams on hold. Becoming the outcast new girl is always challenging, especially when all of you live on one campus.

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Chapter 2: Gone with the Wolff

The sun starts to ascent over Monaco's luxurious skyline in the early hours of the day, casting a golden glow over the buildings.

As you go through the security checkpoint at the campus gates, you feel an intoxicating mix of nerves and excitement brewing in you. Besides feeling like an alien, being the only one there arriving on foot as you watch the endless line of expensive sports cars and SUVs with chauffeurs drive past you and the parking gate.

Today marks the beginning of your journey at the Grand Prix Elite Academy, a heaven where speed and ambition merge.

—You got clearance, miss Y/LN —the muscular security man tells you; stepping out of the security booth, he has a cold and formal attitude and way of speaking. —They need you at the Student Affairs offices. It's on the first floor in the main building —he points towards the large facility down the entrance road. —You need to wear this at all times, no excuses, till your new ID and student badge are ready —he instructs you, handing you a metallic purple "visitor" access badge.

—Oh, thank you.

-

Stepping for the first time onto the campus grounds, you can't help but feel in awe by the magnificence surrounding you as you pay attention to all the details.

The buildings' architecture combines Monaco's classical style blend with modern facades full of massive glass walls facing the different gardens.

There are many lanes for pedestrians, bicycles, and electric scooters. Beautiful palm trees, flowers, and acres of perfectly maintained green grass complete the view.

The campus is full of energy and student life. People read and work on their computers and tablets in the different sitting areas, which are filled with picnic tables and expensive outdoor furniture. Others lie on the grass, chat in groups, or walk fast to somewhere. People get in and out of the buildings, and many line up in the Starbucks inside campus.

—Y/N! Carlos calls your name from a step on the main building's ample stairs, sitting beside Esteban. Judging by all the students sitting on them, the stairs look like a popular gathering spot.

You start walking on their way while Carlos rushes down to welcome you with a hug, his prince-charming hair flowing in the wind as he reaches you. You two became good friends after spending the Homecoming Gala dancing your asses off and partying with the rest of the group.

—Are you an early bird, too? —you ask him as you bury your face in his shoulder. He smells sweet and floral.

—Not really! Mattia scheduled our faculty meeting in the auditorium at 7 a.m. That Italian is insane! I swear he is constantly testing our sanity, so if you pick "Motor Vehicle Engineering" as a subject, expect those kinds of tricks from him.

That explains why almost everyone on campus right now is wearing red. —How did it go? They didn't ask for my assistance, so I guess I can cross Ferrari off my list —you ask.

—The usual "Winning can't wait! Blah blah, we need to defeat Mercedes, blah blah, I'm not accepting B grades, no exceptions blah blah" sabes? Well, you don't, actually; you are new, haha —he answers, a bit bored.

You laugh at his faux Italian accent as he makes his best Mattia impression. —Very Mario Bros of you. —You joke with him while admiring his expensive-looking Ferrari uniform, a crisp red blazer perfectly tailored to accentuate his fit silhouette, with Ferrari's insignia delicately embroidered on the breast pocket.

Complementing his blazer is a classic white shirt crafted from the finest cotton. Carlos' trousers, also tailored from a deep grey fabric, are paired with Italian leather brogue shoes.

"Gosh, he is so handsome!" You think.

—Still no news, cierto? —he asks you, glancing you down. He notices you are wearing the grey faculty-less, GPEA rookie uniform, as most newbies are.

—No! —you pout. —Have you heard something? The red uniform sure looks beautiful.

—I could ask around; maybe Sebastian can give us info; he is in Student Affairs this year!

—Oh, great! I will ask him myself. I'm about to meet him there. I have to pick up my badge, sign lots of stuff, and get my dorm access.

—This is my number —Carlos bumps his phone with yours. —Text me when you learn who your roommate is! I will give you the receipts and tea.

—Oh! Thanks! Let's hope for the best!

-

As you make your way inside the main building to the administration floor, you admire the elegant blend of class and innovation.

The hallways hum with the chatter of fellow students, their gossip muffled by the occasional roar of a passing racing car on the nearby track, where free practices occur. That sound makes your blood rush.

-

Once you arrive at your destination, you knock on the glass doors, which is a bit dumb because they can see you before you step in.

The staff points you to a cubicle, where you find Sebastian Vettel sleeping in his office chair under an Aston Martin jacket. The room's air conditioning makes it feel like a freezer.

You pinch him on the ribs, teasing and waking him, making Seb jump, you little shit!

—Oh, you made it here! Hi! —his kind smile greets you.

—Hi, lazy ass! Ow, did I wake you? —you joke.

—Where is your sorority? We sisters must stand together. Seb gets on his feet and goes to find your badge inside a giant blue plastic container with tons of those. —I also need to take your biometrics, but you must read and sign these first. It's for the use of personal data, etc.

—Sure —you answer as he prints the papers and hands them to you.

—Take your time—he drops himself back on the chair and slides near you.—Did Lewis give you rookies the campus tour yet?

You deny shaking your head.

—Oh! That man! —Seb rubs his forehead, exasperated. —I love him, but he drives me crazy sometimes —Vettel picks up his radio and tries to reach him. —For sure, Carl is still at the gym instead of doing his job! I desperately need to hire him an assistant, he almost forgot his mom's birthday the other day. Thank God I bought her the present in advance! —Seb pushes the signal button once more, waiting for Lewis to pick it up, and he turns to whisper to you. —I heard the new trainer is fucking hot —Vettel raises his eyebrows up and down suggestively several times while grinning.

A couple of beeps come before he starts speaking. —You are still at the gym, aren't you?

Lewis's distorted voice comes through the radio. —Yes, I told you I'm trying this new workout for you, remember? Longer, more lifting required, less cardio. Our hardcore sessions are working wonderfully, my love. Didn't you tell me you love my muscles as much as you love my coc…

—Woa, woa, Y/N is here; she is listening! —Seb quickly interrupts him, and you start to laugh.

—Sorry about that —Seb tells you, a bit red.

—No worries! I feel a little jealous, tho. I wish I had someone; you guys seem very in love.

—You will soon! This place is full of hot and horny people and too many parties and alcohol. Oh! In my good ol' slut days, I used to hook up a lot and be given blowjobs under the benches at the racing circuit.

—I'm still here! —Lewis interrupts, quite amused.

—Lewis, please hurry! This place is enormous, and I have no idea where anything is! I need to pee! Where are the bathrooms?! —you talk to him on the radio before Seb takes your fingerprints.

-

Your orientation activities begin half an hour later.

Lewis shows up and gathers you rookies in the main lobby, where the collection of trophies and awards of the Academy are displayed in a fancy museum way, as he welcomes you and tells you about the campus and the glorious history of this institution.

You are not surprised to see only ten new students beside you. This place's tuition is so fucking expensive, and it's a niche business.

Soon, you discover that only some people want to become racing drivers; the rest want to be part of the motorsports world and teams. The GPEA curriculum is so vast that it covers everything from team management, aerodynamics, engineering, sports marketing, finances, and more.

Lewis takes you all on tour, on foot, where you dazzle at the display of facilities, from the incredibly modern library, full of study stations, desks, and immersive display computers, to the massive sports center, the place where future champions are getting in shape, it looks like the Olympics inside there; it's a state of the art huge physical training center with the newest and most tech pieces of equipment as well as an extensive swimming pool and a complete wellness center with an upscale spa, massages and sauna included.

Almost all classrooms have ocean views, luxurious and comfy seating, ample desks, and smart boards; everything looks pristine, trendy, and bright.

But the lab! Oh! The lab! It's a wet dream! It's full of the highest-tech simulators, which are to die for. It's the most immersive and authentic experience you've ever seen.

The cafeteria has become your second favorite place. It's the most fabulous room, full of culinary experiences and areas. It's enormous, with high-end restaurants, many to-go options, and several bars serving vegetarian food and healthy snacks.

There is even a juice therapy concept zone that looks interesting!

The nap pods, comfy puffs, slides, lounge areas, and lots of art installations make it an eclectic and chic place.

You also visit the race circuit, garages, and the Mechanics building, where you feel at home. This hallowed ground is where legends are born.

You stand amidst the sleek machines, their vibrant colors and flawless designs are testaments to the craftsmanship and skill that define the racing world.

In that moment, you sense a deep connection forming, a kinship with the machines that would become your companions on this exhilarating journey.

You wish Lewis would let you spend more time there, but he takes you to the dorm buildings, which are basically 5-star hotels.

Your "shared rooms" are bigger than your house. You would describe them as luxurious apartments for two.

The dorm buildings are next to "the social hub," a compound of several establishments (bars, restaurants, and a social club, obviously) located near the marina and harbor. Yatch culture is big there, too!

-

As Lewis wraps his speech once back in the main lobby, Horner reaches him, whispering something to his ear, patting his shoulder, and then walking towards you.

Your hands shake slightly as he politely lets you know Red Bull is not the faculty for you.

-

A bit bummed out, you take the elevator up to the last floor, where the main lecture hall is. It's the largest one, and it is reserved for subjects that students of different years and careers share.

It's your first class of the day, and you are in awe of the panoramic view that greets you as you step in. To your left is a sweeping vista of the sprawling race track at a distance, impeccably maintained and stretching toward the horizon. You observe it through the floor-to-ceiling clear crystal panel windows.

As you settle into your first lecture on "Electrical Engineering," conversations flow effortlessly, fueling your collective enthusiasm and igniting friendships as Professor Otmar delivers an exciting class.

Almost by the end of the class, your phone buzzes on your desk as you write memos on your iPad; Leandra texts you to meet them at the "Turn 17 Lounge" in the marina after classes.

-

Soon, you find yourself surrounded by laughter and the clinking of glasses inside the vibrant, contemporary lounge. It's packed since most students finished their schedules, and it's the first day back.

You sit in the pricey furniture beside your new friends near the chic bar area while enjoying the panoramic waterfront views.

The place's ambiance is lively and energetic. A trendy playlist sounds in the background as you are handed a menu with a range of innovative and Instagram-worthy cocktails and appetizers.

You look at them, shocked at the prices and amused at the pompous names, and resign yourself to ordering just a Coke with ice or a Coke on the rocks, according to the carte.

You find out the lounge hosts themed events, live music nights, and interactive experiences to cater to the preferences and desires of the student crowds.

—What up, babe?! —Leandra greets you. She is wearing her faculty activewear. Her gym shirt is crafted from breathable red fabric, showcasing sleek black accents, while the Scuderia Ferrari emblem is proudly displayed on her chest. Her gym shorts are designed for optimal movement and feature a mix of black and red detailing. —I don't feel my legs, not in the sense I would like!

You laugh at her comment.

—Pippa Gasly, Y/N —She introduces you two. A cute blue-eyed French girl waves her hand at you sitting across the coffee table; she is Yuki's girlfriend; you witnessed them devouring each other at the Gala. —The new coach is so fucking hot; the rumors are true, I stretched way too sluty for him during his training, and he stared me down. Should I give him a private tour of the dock area? —Leandra gossips you two.

—The dockyard has a very secluded lighthouse. It's the perfect spot to discreetly fuck or hook up with someone if you don't want the entire campus to find out —Pippa explains.

—I heard it was under the benches —you add.

—Not anymore. Security parol those now. Thank you, Lando!

—I'm proud of my legacy! —he and Max join you.

—I fucked a very loud girl in there and got caught by security —he admits to you, shrugging his shoulders. —Massi made me publicly apologize in the commencement speech that year. Can you believe it?! Far worse things have happened, and he didn't even bathe an eye then! But he made an example out of me. But, in the end, he knew he needed my parents' money and donations, so he stayed in his lane.

—Where the fuck is Charles?! —Max addresses Leandra, looking a bit concerned. —He is not answering my DMs.

—Still with his grandpa, he will arrive soon; all his things arrived at our dorm today.

—Talking about that, I have a roommate! —you notify the group, and all eyes set on you.

—WHO?! —everyone asks at the same time.

—It's a girl, thank God, her name is Naya Lauda.

Their eyebrows go to the roof. Lando's face is a poem.

You look at them, feeling now concerned. —What?! You guys, WHAT?!

—This is about to get awkward —Lando speaks while sipping his beer. —She is a persona non grata.

—Don't mention it to Lewis —Pippa advices you.

You look at Leandra with a "please explain!" face. —Naya is best friends with Nico Rosberg; he is the mean girl of this school, a total douch, and also Lewis' ex; those two were THE thing back in the day, the most popular and prodigy couple on campus, but in reality, they were highly toxic and harmful to each other —many nods come in response as she explains.

—All this before Lewis came to his senses! —Pippa adds.

—He changed a lot for the better once he started dating lovely Sebastian and split from those two —Leandra resumes explaining. —Naya took Nico's side on the divorce, annihilating his friendship with Lewis in the process.

Lando then interrupts to give you more input. —To Toto's displeasure, the whole thing fractured Mercedes' unstoppable all-star team! The three of them used to be inseparable and insufferable.

—Yeah, they only talked to each other and pushed away anyone who tried to get close or be friendly with them. Including old friends —Max joins the explanation.

—Talking of which… —Pippa adds.

—Oh yeah, I forgot about the Toto thing —Lando mentions.

—Naya is also Toto's protege; she is exceptionally talented, intelligent, and top of the class… —Max says.

—And fucking hot —Leandra admits.

—And..? —you instantly ask, sensing there is more.

The group exchanges a couple of looks.

—There was a rumor. Leandra brushes your arm. —But it's just a rumor; nothing has ever been proven.

—That Naya was the reason why the Wolffs split. Those two have a weird dynamic, to be honest —Pippa finishes. —She is a bit possessive of him, and seeing them by their side on and off campus is usual.

—They go everywhere together —Leandra bluntly corrects.

—Also, Max has been in love with Naya since childhood. He used to gift her bouquets after every karting race, always cheer for her at the benches, and even let her win while driving against each other, which in Max's language is a "Will you marry me?" —Lando declares, and Max huffs. —Don't pretend you don't!

—Fine! YES! I did, but that was in the past.

Oh boy.

-

After taking a relaxing bath and washing away all the nerves and stress of your first day, you get comfortable on the cozy sofa in your dorm's living room. On your way there, you grab a bag of chips and place your laptop on your legs. You are wearing the GPEA oversized T-shirt, tiny shorts, and your hair wrapped in a towel, thinking you are there alone.

—Filling up your schedule? Choosing your core classes? —you hear a velvet voice behind you, making you jump a little.

—Yes, any suggestions or tips? —Naya gets closer to peek at your screen. She is a gazelle, a very sexy and gorgeous girl who exudes confidence and grace in her every movement.

Her magnetic gray eyes capture, and her great posture commands attention effortlessly, while her impeccable style embodies sensuality and elegance, provoking an unforgettable impression on anyone who crosses her path.

You get why she got Toto's attention; you feel like a troll beside her. Until now, Naya seems kind and polite but not very social or talkative.

—"Aerodynamics I," "Thermodynamics I," and "Materials Science" are perfect for your entry-level. "Mechanics II" is quite advanced, are you sure? —Naya tells you, and you nod. —Your optional elective classes, "Data Science" and "Strategy and Leadership," are both hard to get into, especially Torger's!

—Wish me the best, then! —you say as you hit the submit button.

-

—How on earth did you get accepted into Toto's class?! —Sebs looks impressed as you two finish breakfast at the cafeteria while he reads your assigned schedule, giving it the heads up!

You feel slightly cocky and proud of the accomplishment.

Then Seb glances at his smartwatch. —Better be leaving, Y/N! You don't want to be a second late for it. Toto is extremely picky; he got Lance expelled from the subject for being two minutes late once. Forget about missing class or not delivering a report!

—Oh shit! —your eyes go wide as you grab your things and rush there.

-

You walk inside the luxurious lecture hall on time and out of breath; for sure, your hair looks like shit now.

For obvious reasons, you tried your best to put on a decent-looking outfit and even makeup, which you aren't a fan of, lol girl, as he will notice you, let's say you aren't the most stereotypically called "girlie girl," lacking the mom's touch and being raised among mechanics, not to mention that all beauty products are damn expensive.

This hall is entirely different from the one at the top of the building. It is smaller and intimate but way fancier, with opulence and functionality blending seamlessly.

The hall boasts plush, leather-upholstered seats with individual desks, offering maximum comfort to each student.

The walls are modern and sleek, and large screens display live feeds of races and analyses with cutting-edge audiovisual equipment and an advanced sound system that provides an immersive learning experience.

The spacious layout ensures an unobstructed view of the front podium, where Professor Toto is about to impart his class. He looks crazy hot in that white fitted rolled-up sleeve shirt and tight beige pants, which he is wearing while adjusting his earset microphone.

-

Toto starts his class by presenting a rather complex and compelling study case, grabbing the attention of the small group in just a couple of minutes.

—You must solve the problem, minimize the impact, and land the new course of action —he explains, walking around the room. —In real life, you would only have a couple of minutes to discuss with the entire team and command the driver to follow the needed change in strategy. There's no safety net. How would you solve it? Let's start with you, Mr. Rosberg.

You all give different input until a proper answer is formed, and then Toto moves to theory.

You try your best to concentrate and absorb the knowledge he is sharing and not get lost on his attractive backside, that back, those shoulders, and veins.

-

While you pick up your things as the class is dismissed, you catch his gaze set on you.

—Miss, Y/N —fuck, your name sounds hot in his mouth. —You are so tempting —your mind goes to another place while he bends in front of your seat, forearms on the wood surface, his muscular arms flexed, leaning closer to you over the desk. —You had the most impressive start! You can be an exciting addition to our faculty, but I need you to answer some questions first. Could you join me at the campus bistro on Thursday?

—Oh, y-yes —you barely answer.

—Good, see you there at 7 p.m —he smiles at you and exits.

WHAT?!!

-

Since your arrival at the Grand Prix Elite Academy, the excitement of the first days had begun to dull into the routine of classes, homework, and training sessions.

As you step in, the bistro buzzes with chatter and laughter, and the scent of freshly prepared meals fills the air. Amidst the chaos, you spot Toto sitting alone at a table.

He is wearing a navy blue blazer that perfectly hugs his lean frame and a crisp white shirt neatly tucked into matching slacks.

He gets on his feet to greet you as you reach the table and waits for you to sit; he is a total gentleman. He orders two glasses of sparkling water as he hands you the menu.

—Let's start with some appetizers, shall we? —he suggests, smiling. —There's a delicious caprese salad, and the fish cakes are to die for.

You inspect the menu, scanning the unfamiliar dishes listed. Most of them are exotic delicacies, some requiring ingredients sourced only from the farthest reaches of the globe. But that's part of the charm of attending such an exclusive institution: the exposure to cultures and experiences vastly different from yours.

—Caprese salad sounds perfect —you decide, handing the menu back to Toto. He nods approvingly and waves down a passing waiter.

—Two caprese salads, please —he instructs. —And bring us some bread, too. Oh, and a bottle of that Pinot Grigio, would you?

You study Toto closely as you wait for your food. He is commanding, yet his mannerisms hint at a softer side. When he speaks, his timbre is soothing, and his choice of words is deliberate.

He has something magnetic, a quality that draws people in, regardless of how guarded he initially appears. You listen to him intensely as he shares anecdotes about his racing career and the highs and lows he has encountered along the way.

His contagious laugh echoes in the dimly lit restaurant. It's almost disarming, making you forget the nervous tension that had built up inside you.

He glances at you occasionally, his eyes dancing with mischief. You can sometimes sense his interest, a silent invitation to reveal more about yourself.

Yet, you remain cautious, guarding your vulnerability under layers of carefully chosen words. In return, Toto offers tantalizing tidbits about his life and motivations.

—So, Y/N, tell me about yourself —Toto asks gently as the waiter places your dishes on the table. A fragrant medley of tomatoes, basil, and fresh mozzarella floats upwards, causing your stomach to rumble audibly.

Toto smiles knowingly, motioning for you to dig in. The juicy tomatoes burst with sweetness, harmoniously mingling with the creamy cheese. Each rich mouthful sends shivers down your spine like the flavors are awakening sensations long buried beneath your consciousness.

—Where did your love for racing originate? —Toto starts between bites.

—Well, it started when I was barely four years old. My father watches Grand Prix races religiously, and eventually, I joined him. We'd sit together on the couch, our hearts pounding in sync and in awe, as the drivers navigated tight bends and straights; that's when I fell in love with the sport, the thrill of watching them push their limits, the suspense of waiting for the checkered flag to wave.

—Sweet —Toto responds. —It's incredible how the love for racing can manifest itself in someone so young —He pauses, reaching for your glasses of wine and offering you a sip. You gladly accept, relishing the crisp taste of the pinot grigio as it slides smoothly down your throat. You could feel the warmth spreading through your body, melting away the nerves.

—Do you have a favorite driver? —Toto asks, swirling the contents of his glass thoughtfully.

—My favorite driver is Senna. I admire his raw talent and aggressive driving style. His determination to win is inspiring and captivating.

Toto raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by your answer. —Ah, Senna, quite a classic —he echoes, giving a knowing nod. —He's certainly an interesting character; he's got the guts and skill to make a lasting impression. His smooth driving style and natural grace make him stand out in a generation of aggressive competitors. You're a traditionalist, aren't you? You appreciate the artistry and elegance of the sport.

—Yes —you admit.

—Senna embodies the essence of racing, displaying a combination of raw talent and refined technique. He was an extraordinary driver —you add.

—A true gentleman on and off the track —Toto concludes.

Your conversation flows effortlessly, weaving in and out of topics ranging from the intricacies of car engineering to the nuances of team dynamics. Toto's insights and expertise are fascinating and provide valuable perspectives.

As you listen attentively, you notice the subtle change in Toto's demeanor; his posture becomes more relaxed. Yet, you can't shake off the feeling that Toto is deliberately testing you.

—So, Y/N, why suddendly quit? —he leans closer, truly curious. —Why stop such a promising career so suddenly?

—My mom's sickness and, after her passing, a lot of debt. I'm here on a scholarship. I'm not wealthy.

—I see. And were there no other options for you to be able to continue?

—Well, I don't know. I felt lost for a while; depressed is the word, so yeah, I stopped racing.

—I see. How has your experience at the Academy been thus far? —Toto switches topics; a twinkle in his eye suggests that he already knows the answer to his question.

—I must say, things here are pretty competitive —you admit, after a brief pause. —Everyone seems driven by ambition, constantly seeking to prove themselves. It's an environment that demands excellence.

Toto nods. —Indeed, the Academy is known for fostering a culture of competitiveness and exceptionalism.

—I feel overwhelmed by the pressure to perform and excel. It feels like everyone around me is doing everything possible to reach the top —you add, with a hint of concern creeping into your voice.

Toto leans back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head. You can't help peeking at his biceps. —Well, that's precisely the nature of this place, Y/N. The environment is designed to challenge you in a way you don't think possible. After all, the ultimate goal here is to nurture champions. To achieve that, we need to create a breeding ground for fierce competition. It's crucial to foster resilience and adaptability in our students.

—I feel privileged to be here —you add honestly and smilingly.

Toto pauses to take a sip of his wine. —We all want you to succeed, but you must realize it takes a village to raise a champion.

—Yes, I agree —you reply, shifting in your seat. Despite Toto's reputation as a tough-as-nails professor, he exudes a calm demeanor.

—So, have you considered your goals for this term? —he asks you.

—I've been thinking about improving my handling of high-speed situations and refining my understanding of aerodynamics. I'd also like to enhance my ability to work effectively under pressure.

Toto's eyes widened. —Those are ambitious goals. We have some excellent resources at the Academy to help you achieve these objectives. I highly recommend you check out the advanced simulations. Not only does it teach you how to handle extreme speed, but it also gives you a safe space to experiment with your techniques.

—Thank you! Your advice means a lot to me.

—No problem, he replies. —Don't hesitate to ask if you ever need assistance. I believe in your potential, and I'm confident you'll achieve great things here at the Academy, but not with Mercedes; our faculty requires a different mindset to accept you.

—A different mindset?

—Yes, you don't have the mindset we are looking for. You gave up your dream too quickly. Quitting is not a trait at Mercedes; we believe there is always another option or way to achieve a goal. You appear to be drawn to a more traditional approach, and we are trying to innovate and push forward the sport. You struggle with pressure, and this is an environment full of it. Your starting point is behind the other rookies for the hiatus you experienced. If you don't perform well, there is also the high risk of losing your scholarship, and our investment in you goes nowhere —Toto answers, shifting his attitude from the charming "I'm your friend" facade to the version of him everyone told you about.

He was paying attention to your every word, wasn't he?

—You have a bright future ahead of you. I will be thrilled to witness your progress, Toto says, draining the last drops of wine from his glass and gently setting it down on the table. —Don't get me wrong; I wish you the best —he adds, feeling the conversation is over and preparing to leave.

Of course, this meeting was pure business; what were you expecting? Not to be judged and scrutinized? To make a friend?

—Losing a parent is not easy —you add, getting on your nerves at the lack of empathy.

—It's also not an excuse. In this career, you will face many adversities and problems. You are not the first or last driver to lose a family member. You are still spineless and lack emotional intelligence.

—You don't know me.

—You aren't that difficult to read. Just a simple and honest conversation like this is getting under your skin. I'm hardly ever wrong.

—I have proven wrong your kind before.

—My kind?

—Judgmental and entitled rich men with big opinions.

-

—Holy shit! You didn't call Toto THAT! —Leandra almost spits her orange juice the following morning as you two settle down on the grass beside Carlos. You lean on his shoulder while he gives you soft pats on your back, comforting you. —Bitch, you play no games, huh?

You shrug, a bit sad. That introduction with Toto went sour.

—Sharl is here! —Carlos says, looking to your left.

You see Leclerc jogging towards you.

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Rec This Thing: Panic! At The Disco Pray For The Wicked Europe Tour at AFAS LIVE

Panic! At The Disco Pray For The Wicked Europe Tour at AFAS Live 

My story: Look, in the span of less than a year I became a huge fan, so when they announced their show at AFAS Live, I was in.

Story: It’s a concert.

Rating (1 to 10): 10

Why?: After Hayley, and Troye, it was time for Panic! and lemme tell you something.

This was my favourite.

Once again, I was on my way to Amsterdam with Sammy in tow. We originally planned on going with Maikel, but tickets were sold out in seconds and he didn’t manage to grab them.

The road towards Amsterdam was wonky due to a possible terrorist attack in my country and due to faulty trains. On our way, we met up with two strangers who were also on their way to the concert. We talked about fake vegan burgers and airport security fails and of course Panic! At The Disco.

We parted ways at the entrance. It was packed. We were lucky we got there after the doors opened, because the line was so damn long that they added a second line. That line also happened to be shorter. That was our line. We still queued for a small half hour (and the police kept driving by because... y’know... possible terrorism) (it really was a terrible day for my country).

We bought merch and I got the long sleeved white shirt with High Hopes lyrics and then it was time to find a spot in the venue. Eventually, we got great balcony seats. Third row, close to the middle aisle. We had an amazing view.

*record scratch*

Wait. Hold on? You’re telling me that you could’ve found a standing place almost up front, like you did with Troye Sivan’s concert, and you didn’t?

Nope. I didn’t. For a few reasons actually:

We didn’t have to use the wardrobe.

The show was a very visual show and you could see it best from the balcony, since you could see the entire stage.

After all, Sammy and I are relatively small, so we wouldn’t be able to see shit unless we were completely front row.

I don’t like being stuck in crowds.

And the crowd was massive. It’s really confusing, cause both Troye and Panic! played sold out shows at AFAS Live but Panic!’s crowd was double the size. Ever since it got announced that Panic! got AFAS, I was very confused, because if you look at other venues of the PftW tour, they have massive venues sold out. Panic! easily could’ve played Ziggo Dome or whatever, but nope, they got AFAS. Hmmmm.

Anyway, I did consider going all the way up front so that I could hopefully give Brendon an ace flag to wear during Girls/Girls/Boys, cause that would mean the world to me, but the cons outweighed the pros and besides, I have nothing to complain about my seats. 

Especially now that I’ve seen YouTube videos from the people down at the standing room. It got hectic and loud and woah, at least I could still hear Brendon Urie himself.

The opening band was A R I Z O N A. The band, not the state. They’re from New Jersey. I wasn’t familiar with them, but by now I’ve listened to their entire discography and they’re good.

Then, it was time for an half hour long break and it was time for people to get annoying. Yup, as I mentioned, I had a great seat on the third row on the balcony. I was the first seat of that row, so no one blocked my view. It was wonderful.

But during A R I Z O N A’s set, people started leaning against the banister (is it called a banister?) of the balcony and people were crowding the steps in the aisle, aka people were blocking our views.

Sammy and I got so pissed.

Luckily, we weren’t the only ones cause the man in front of me actually told some people to leave, because they were blocking our view, but the moment those people left, new ones arrived.

So yeah, Sammy and I were pretty annoyed and then the countdown started, so we had a “well, shit, if we have to” moment, but three minutes before Panic! came on stage, security wiped the entire aisle. Everyone had to go all the way to the back to stand there behind the rows of seats.

A part of me felt a bit bad that all those people got pushed to probably the worst places in the entire venue, but man, on the other hand, Sammy and I were so damn glad.

And so, the countdown counted down (wow) to zero, while Toto’s Africa was playing, and the show started. I actually took a small video of all numbers and I put them together in a complication, excluding Girls/Girls/Boys and Bohemian Rhapsody. Those were long enough to have videos of their own.

Now, if someone’s reading this (hi), get something to drink cause this is gonna get long. When I talk about concerts, I write down the entire setlist and my thoughts on the performances, and wow, Panic!’s show was almost two hours long. 

How long? Well, someone put the full show online and it’s 1:48:20 long.

So yeah, the gorgeous purple lights turned on and Nicole (I’m gay), Mike, Dan, the horny boys and the wicked strings (I’M GAY) started playing and then Brendon arrived to start off with...

F**k A Silver Lining: We had one of those smaller stages (cause again, Ziggo Dome who??? I don’t know her!) so all those extras like Brendon jumping out of the stage didn’t happen. Luckily, the wonderfully beautiful visuals and lights were there. Silver linings came out of cannons and the show started. It was a beautiful sight, although it took me a while to realise that the images on the projections were supposed to be “motherfucking” cherries, not dicks.

Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time: Ah yes, Brendon Urie showing off his vocal range by singing random parts in falsetto. I love it and I sang along.

Ready To Go (Get Me Out Of My Mind): So delighted to hear this one, since it’s my favourite V&V song and once again, Brendon killed everyone with those high notes. They also put Mike in the spotlight, and it wasn’t the last time they did that during the show.

Hey Look Ma, I Made It!: Ah yes, Beebo. He actually showed up before the countdown. He was just chilling on stage. Anyway, I fucking loved the song.

LA Devotee: Nicole and Mike got front stage and bam LA Devotee, my favourite song from Bachelor, started playing. It was awesome.

Hallelujah: The girls in front of us lost it when the first note started playing. Brendon did his classy falsetto again and it was great.

Crazy = Genius: Hey look, fire. Anyway, this song is amazing and is it underrated? Idk? I love it so much.

The Ballad of Mona Lisa: People went apeshit when the first notes started playing. I really liked it.

Nine In The Afternoon: Where did Brendon go? Oh, he’s at the piano, aka it’s time for Nine In The Afternoon. I loved that you could hear the strings at the end so clearly.

One Of The Drunks: Ah yes, they added this song for the second leg and boy am I glad they did, since I absolutely love this song.

Casual Affair: Wow, okay. The visuals and the lights were amazing in every damn song, but Casual Affair had by far one of the best. AFAS Live became a big laser show. And nearing the end, a laser circle appeared on stage and Nicole and Mike joined Brendon in the circle. And then Brendon started singing very, very high. Probably the highest notes he’s had all evening. I was in absolute awe.

Vegas Lights: I am also so happy they did this song. I’ve loved it ever since I first listened to it and the energy in the room was so high.

Dancing’s Not A Crime: Annika from Plurk said that this song was so much fun live, and I am inclined to agree with her. This was so much fun! They did change the lyrics from “MJ up in the clouds” to someone else and the ending was also done in falsetto, which was great. Yup, yup, yup, Annika was right.

This Is Gospel: Brendon got a guitar and it was time for This Is Gospel. Now of course, this song is great and the added high notes were wonderful, but the very end was the best. After the song ended, Brendon, Nicole, Mike and Dan just jammed for one whole minute. Just music. I knew it was coming, so I filmed it.

Death Of A Bachelor: No surprise here, but Brendon told everyone he wrote it because he wanted to be Frank Sinatra. Since this is a smaller venue (... still... why...), he didn’t have to do the Death Walk, which is a good thing. It was just him and the horny boys on stage and the funk part was so much fun. Heh, horny boys. What a great pun.

It was time for a silent moment. The horny boys left the stage and Brendon started talking about he tried to learn Dutch at 3AM but he couldn’t get very far. Well, he got “Hartelijk bedankt” and “Ik hou van jullie allemaal”, and he thanked Google Translate. Anyway, he moved to the piano and he talked about how he hated it that his mum tried to teach him piano, but that he learned this song. The wicked strings returned and he started playing.

I Can’t Make You Love Me/Dying In LA: In the middle of the song, it transitioned into Dying In LA. Again, smaller stage (wtf), so the whole floating piano thing wasn’t there, but the music was obviously the same.

The Greatest Show: From a slow piano ballad to BAM this. I was not as disappointed by Panic!’s version of The Greatest Show as others, but I definitely agree that the song is much better live. Brendon sounded a bit raspy, which was great. He’d been raspy the entire show and it was great, but here it was amazing.

Girls/Girls/Boys: YES. IT’S TIME TO GET GAY. THE ONE I’VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO. Sure, I didn’t get to show off my ace flag, but Brendon still got flooded by flags, including 2 pan flags, 1 bi flag, and 1 trans flag. He commented on how it was the most flags he’s ever gotten. I saw even more flags in the audience, so he didn’t even get all of them. The Panic! Hearts were lovely, even though there was no rainbow. There was no assigned seating, so colours were everywhere. I had an orange heart and Sammy had a blue one. It still rained glitter and I almost cried when the rainbow love banner appeared. After the song, the rainbow laser lights appeared and Brendon gave a small speech. I want to relive this moment again.

King Of The Clouds: Smoak clouded (pun intended) the stage and it was time for King Of The Clouds. Not much to say, apart from the usual: it was great and the visuals were beautiful. The purple/green/blue colour scheme at the end was mesmerising.

High Hopes: CAN I JUST SAY THAT THAT MOMENT WHERE THE WICKED STRINGS BEND BACKWARDS IS ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS EVER? And also, oh boy, there were some high notes at High Hopes.

Miss Jackson: Brendon lost his golden jacket and Miss Jackson started playing. He did a backflip as well.

Roaring 20s: Another song that got added for leg two and just like One Of The Drunks, I welcome this change. Yup, I was one of those “*shoves 20$ to Brendon* Add Roaring 20s to the setlist!” people. NOW ONLY THE OVERPASS AND OLD FASHIONED LEFT.

Bohemian Rhapsody: How can you not sing along with this song? It’s iconic. I love the “ending”, so I filmed that (see link above). It’s 3 minutes long.

Emperor’s New Clothes: This is the one song in all of Panic!’s discography that I have mixed feeling about. Like, there are some songs I just dislike, and some I like, and some I love. But this song? Bruh idk. I sing along from the top of my lungs, because I like the energy, but do I like the song? Well, this time I fucking did cause it was a blast to hear it live and the lights were beautiful.

Then it was time for the encore. Some poor unfortunate souls behind us left. I heard another woman saying: “Don’t ever do that. Oh, this is so stupid.” The band slowly came back to the stage and Brendon lost his shirt.

Say Amen (Saturday Night): HE HIT THE HIGH NOTE HECK YEAH. I LOVE THIS SONG.

I Write Sins Not Tragedies: Ah yes, Sammy’s favourite song, since it’s a banger according to her. Well, she’s right. I am kinda glad that Brendon didn’t ask an audience member to sing with him.

It was time for the last song. Brendon said that he’s not the smartest guy (”I didn’t even go to college”), but that he knows that everyone is important due to, well, biology. He gave one of those inspirational celeb speeches about how everyone is important to him, but also to themselves. We were all born as winners, and that stuff.

Victorious: I knew they were going to end with Victorious and it’s the perfect song to end the show. It rained confetti and it was time for them to go. I didn’t want it to end.

They all waved goodbye and Mike and Dan threw stuff to the audience (probably guitar picks and those things). The girl in the seat behind me dropped her heart before Girls/Girls/Boys and she couldn’t find it. I found it after the show. I wanted to return it, but she was already gone, so I now also have a yellow heart.

And yeah, that was it.

Overall thoughts? Well...

I can’t go into detail about the visuals, but they really added something to the overall experience, so I actually recommend getting a seat that allows you to see the full stage in its glory.

Also, Sammy said: “I can no longer listen to the recorded versions now that he’s added all those amazing high notes” and that’s a big ass mood.

To quote Sammy some more, she said something about the beautiful intermission instrumentals between songs and how she’d even buy an album filled with those. That is also a big ass mood.

To continue this trend of quoting Sammy, I agree with her that watching Brendon dance was so much fun. I like that he’s having fun.

Anyway, it was time to go. Some girls complimented me on my ace flag, which was so fucking cool. Just like with Troye, the train station was flooded and there were still many flags.

Sammy and I got the train back home and we briefly saw the girls from before, so I said hi.

And that was it. What a day.

Recommend?: Please.... I want to do this again... oh god....

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It felt like the journey had started earlier than I thought, since this song actually played during winter time ❄️ of 1978-79 in which in little less than a month later more or less I was about to see an angel fall from the sky into my classroom

To be continued..

Hint> You we’re sent to my classroom and sat in the corner near the entrance..u must’ve been a bad girl 😆

[rocktavian]

a - age: 21 b - birthplace: newton-wellesley hospital, ma c - current time: 12:37 am d - drink you last had: ginger ale e - easiest person to talk to: e**** (not writing out her full name bc im not out here trying to dox my real life gf) f - favourite song: handlebars by flobots g - grossest memory: puking in the doorway of my kindergarten classroom and then having to walk across it to leave h - horror yes or horror no: horror no i - in love: yes, cf. point E j - jealous of people: mostly of people who seem to be Better At This Whole Socializing Thing l - love at first sight or should i walk by again: you’ll need to walk by, like, several times. over the course of like half a year m - middle name: joseph n - number of siblings: 1 o - one wish: getting a decent job after i graduate p - person you last called: my old high school friends, over discord; if that doesn’t count, then my doctor lmao q -  question you’re always asked: “and how do you spell/pronounce that?” [referring to my last name] r - reading anything right now?: i’m not actually reading anything for pleasure currently, so i’ll say 1491 bc i read it over the summer and it was rad as hell s - song you last sang: a bit of hold the line by toto t - time you woke up: 10:15am, but only because i had d&d at 11 (cf. point P) u - underwear colour: black v - vacation destination: italy, greece, or generally somewhere Warm and Historical w - when was the last time you really laughed?: at a rush event yesterday x - x-rays: a few, pretty much always of my jaw y - your favourite food: hard to decide tbh. i really like high quality sandwiches (esp. with roast beef and horseradish); caesar salads are also good as hell; and ice cream will always have a special place in my heart z - zodiac sign: leo

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