#Vince is a shy smart kid

[sakumira-agashi]

Omg I just realized I never posted these doodles from my modern college AU. Technically this is for the epilogue for one of my fics but I think it can pass as an AU on its own. More info under cut

In this AU, Rody and Vince are soulmates from their previous life (the universe we know) and found each other in the current time. Rody never dropped out of college and continues to pursue his Hospitality degree, is in a band and is lowkey popular with people who love his music.

Vince is still studying Culinary (he can taste here, purely because I don't want him to suffer anymore lol) and Manon is his best friend. They met because she failed miserably at making a souffle, Vince offered to help and they became close that way.

And I realized this makes this my 4th dead plate AU. I'm so cooked

[niksixx]

New Generation: Meet the Kids

I know many of you have been waiting patiently for anything New Generation related, and I am happy to say I have finally completed a list of the NG kids! I hope you enjoy reading about my little characters, and I can’t wait to write a few little stories about them. 

A few shoutouts first. To all of you who have contributed to the characters’ personalities by sending in messages to my inbox, thank you. You have all made this series possible. I did my best to incorporate my own vision of the NG kids as well as your ideas to create something fun for us all. Second, a big shoutout to @pepeu-stuff for inspiring me. They have gone out of their way to draw a few characters (Farrah, Ezra, etc.) with their own interpretation and have inspired some of the traits for my characters. I truly cherish all of you, and I hope you enjoy the NG kids as much as I do.

A/N: Also, this is just a fanfiction. I tried my best to incorporate Crüe’s and GNR’s personalities into their ‘children’ but we all know kids can 100% be completely different from their parents. 🤗

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Meet the Sixx Kids

Nash Sixx 

Nash Sixx is the nineteen-year-old son of Nikki Sixx. He has dark hair and blue eyes with specks of green and a jawline most men would kill for. Like his father, he has an outgoing personality and a killer smirk that’s manipulated people into giving him what he wants more than once. He’s a college student that is studying music education, as he would like to be a music teacher. One of his best friends is Declan Rose, and he’s taught Declan a few tips and tricks when it comes to schmoozing the ladies. He’s also a big partier, and loves having his friends and cousins over to his college apartment. Nash’s favorite pastime though is sitting around the bonfire, glass of whiskey in his hand, while his father tells him stories of life on the road with Mötley Crüe.  

Harlow Sixx 

Harlow Sixx is the six-year-old daughter of Nikki Sixx. She has dark brown hair with clear blue eyes and free-spirited energy. Harlow and Penelope Lee are a package deal and will go nowhere without each other. She’s creative by nature, and sometimes will paint during rainy days. For a six year-old, Harlow is ridiculously intelligent. And just like her father, she has interests in photography and art.

Colby Sixx

Colby Sixx is the two-year-old son of Nikki Sixx. He has Nikki’s natural light brown hair and light blue-gray eyes. He loves finger painting with his sister, playing with toy cars, and putting together puzzles. 

Meet the Lee Kids 

Penelope ‘Penny’ Lee

Penelope ‘Penny’ Lee is the five-year-old daughter of Tommy Lee. She’s a little girl with wavy brown hair (usually in pigtails with little bows attached), big brown eyes, a love for bright pink tutus, and has a bubbly, outgoing personality. She’s the spitting image of her father, and she has him wrapped around her tiny little finger. Penny Lee enjoys her dolls, her teddy bears, and tea parties. She’s been raised to be an independent child and loves exploring nature and making pretty flower bouquets. Penelope can be friends with anyone, and at five-years-old, she’s already shutting down the bullies who make fun of the other kids at preschool.

Meet the Mars Kids

Dillion Mars 

Dillon Mars is the seventeen-year-old son of Mick Mars. He’s tall, lanky, with soft brown hair, blue eyes, and a sarcastic attitude. He’s not as quiet as his father, but he has his moments. Dillion tries not to take life too seriously, which is why he and Isaac Stradlin get along extremely well. Dillion has no interest in school, although he’s extremely smart in math and science. He’s president of his school’s mathletes club though he was pressured by his teachers and hates disappointing others. Most of his time is spent on the living room aimlessly playing his guitar,  Luckily, Dillon did not inherit his father’s bone disease, but he is a huge vodka drinker and occasionally will smoke cigarettes with the Stradlin twins and Ryan McKagan.

Meet the Neil Kids 

Katerina ‘Kat’ Neil 

Katerina ‘Kat’ Neil is the eighteen-year-old daughter of Vince Neil. Kat’s thin blonde hair is usually styled straight or into two space buns on the top of her head with a few pieces framing her face. Green eyes the color of emeralds, she’s the chick every girl wants to be, and the girl every guy wants to be with. Katerina is friendly to all, but she’ll never let anyone take advantage of her kindness. As a senior in high school, she takes pride in being the captain of the cheerleading team, a lead choreographer in the dance club, and the president of the drama club. While the most popular girl in high school could have any boy she wanted, there’s only one boy that Katerina has ever been interested in. Unfortunately, that boy is Declan Rose, the son of her father’s arch enemy, Axl Rose. 

Carson Neil

Carson Neil is the fifteen-year-old son of Vince Neil. Carson’s shoulder length blonde hair resembles his father’s, and he was gifted with a singing voice that could cure the world’s problems. He’s mature for his age, which is why most of his friends are a few years older than him. Carson can be a bit stuck up though and a bit of a prima donna. When he’s not busy rehearsing lines for his school's theater productions, Carson is confined to his room blasting Aerosmith, Ozzy Osborne, and writing his own lyrics to songs he’ll never share. 

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Meet the Rose Kids

Declan Rose 

Declan Rose is the eighteen-year-old son of Axl Rose. He’s the spitting image of his father, except with shorter ginger hair with longer pieces framing his freckled face. Declan is unique in the fact that he refuses to follow in his father’s footsteps. While he enjoys listening to rock and his father’s old vinyl collection, Declan prefers hip-hop and rap music, much to his father’s dismay. Like Axl, Declan is extremely intelligent, and would decide to major in philosophy or psychology in college. He also does have his father’s temper, and while sometimes his father was misunderstood, Declan is lucky to have Katerina Neil around. She calms him down and supports his true personality, even if they have to keep their relationship hidden from their parents. 

Easton Rose 

Easton Rose is the eight-year-old son of Axl Rose. Easton was lucky enough to inherit his father’s hair color, but instead of the long locks, Easton’s hair is shorter and usually styled with gel. The eight-year-old is as stubborn as they come with a hyper and fiery personality to match his hair. He’s an athletic young boy who is also extremely personable and will talk to anyone. He’s impatient, especially when he wants his older brother Declan to help him with homework or play baseball in the backyard with his best friends Logan Adler and Hunter McKagan. Easton is a little flirt and has no problem charming ladies of any age. Easton also has a big crush on his brother’s girlfriend, Kat. 

Calla Rose 

Calla Rose is the five-year-old daughter of Axl Rose, and she is the queen of the household. Calla is the only child with blonde hair, but every now and again Axl dyes pieces of her pink (with temporary spray on hair color of course) to match the large gemstone on the tiara she wears around the house. Calla Rose is quite shy around other people, and it takes her a good twenty minutes before she’s able to muster up the courage to play with other children in preschool. Axl Rose is fully wrapped around his daughter’s finger, and it’s not shocking to catch them in the midst of coloring, ballet dancing, or playing with dolls. 

Willa Rose 

Willa Rose is the four-month-old daughter of Axl Rose. She’s a chubby baby with ginger hair and big hazel eyes. She loves making faces at her big sister and listening to her daddy as he sings her to sleep at night. 

Meet the McKagan Kids 

Ryan McKagan 

Ryan McKagan is the sixteen-year-old son of Duff McKagan. If teenage girls could use one word to describe this boy, it’s this: heartthrob. He’s tall with wavy blonde hair and a welcoming smile, it’s no wonder the girls in high school drool over him. Ryan can be found exercising (as he’s a hockey player) or running around his neighborhood five days out of the week. Ryan does smoke cigarettes and drinks on occasion, much to his father’s disapproval. Ryan tries not to take life too seriously and would have definitely picked up on some of his dad’s lame jokes. Around his neck is the letter ‘F’ attached to a gold chain as it’s the first initial of his girlfriend’s name, Farrah. Even if they have a rough relationship (thanks to Ryan being a typical flirt around other girls) he’s confident Farrah is the girl for him, so he never takes the necklace off. While Ryan didn’t necessarily inherit many of his father’s traits, what he did receive is the ability to sing. His father has taught him how to play guitar, and they’ll sit on the porch outside in the fall, singing and strumming to Guns N’ Roses old songs.

Hunter McKagan

Hunter is the seven-year-old son of Duff McKagan. Hunter’s hair is darker than his older brother’s, but lightens up in the sun. The seven-year-old boy loves to swim and skateboard (lessons are provided for free by Dillon Mars, Issac Stradlin, and Ezra Hudson), and he’s an absolute terror when he chases his family around the house shooting Nerf gun darts at them. He’s also the reason Duff cannot find his cowboy hats, as Hunter will usually steal them and wear them throughout the day. 

Meet the Hudson Kids 

Ezra Hudson 

Ezra Hudson is the eighteen-year-old son of Saul ‘Slash’ Hudson. Ezra is a bit shorter than his father, and yet could be his brother. Ezra was blessed with the most beautiful curls, and unlike his father he usually keeps them out of his face with headbands or ponytails. Ezra doesn’t have just one style, either. Somedays, he’ll dress head to toe in leather. Other days he prefers flannels and jeans, or button ups and khakis. Ezra is definitely a gamer. He also enjoys hiking, fishing, and hunting. He’s also into music, but is still learning how to play acoustic guitar. College is not in the cards for Ezra, as his dream is to form his own band. As for Ezra’s love life, he’s a total chick magnet. Unfortunately, he’s invisible to the only girl he wants: Isabel Stradlin. 

Mali Hudson 

Mali is the six-year-old daughter of Saul ‘Slash’ Hudson. She and her sister Maya were also blessed with their father’s glorious curly hair, and they’re damn proud of it. Mali’s hair is only to her shoulders, which is how you can tell twin from twin. At just six-years-old, little Mali has a plethora of hobbies such as origami, bracelet making, and flower pressing. Many of her crafts are given to either her parents or Farrah Adler. 

Maya Hudson

Maya is the six-year-old daughter (also the oldest twin between herself and Mali) of Saul ‘Slash’ Hudson. Maya has no problem wearing identical outfits with her sister, but their personalities couldn’t be more opposite. Maya loves to wrestle with her older brother and cousins (especially Declan who refuses to wrestle back for fear of hurting her) as well as having interests in dinosaurs, rock climbing, karate, and reptiles (she convinced her family to adopt two snakes and a lizard). 

Meet the Stradlin Kids 

Isaac Stradlin 

Issac Stradlin is the seventeen-year-old son of Izzy Stradlin. With dark shaggy hair, bright eyes, sharp jaw and toned body, Isaac comes off as intimidating at first glance. He can be intense about the things he is passionate about (music, poetry, history) but more often than not Isaac is laidback and easygoing. Isaac’s musical knowledge comes from what his father has taught him through the years, and he’s incredibly talented when it comes to playing instruments such as guitar, drums, keyboard, flute, and trumpet. He doesn’t particularly enjoy his father’s dark and gloomy style of dress that includes black jeans, black button ups, and even black hats, as he feels more comfortable in sweatpants and tank tops. As Isaac is the only boy that doesn’t mind babysitting and playing with the little girls, he has accidentally found himself a fan club whose members consist of Penny Lee, Calla Rose, Harlow Sixx, and twins Mali and Maya Hudson. 

Isabel Stradlin 

Isabel Stradlin is the seventeen-year-old daughter of Izzy Stradlin and the younger of the two between her and her twin brother, Isaac. Isabel marches to the beat of her own drum and has what most would call a ‘bone to pick with the world’ attitude. Isabel has had many different styles, but her current wardrobe is grunge. Isabel considers herself a humanitarian, constantly joining in protests while simultaneously volunteering at homeless shelters and soup kitchens. Because of her compassionate heart, it’s no secret that she and Farrah Adler are inseparable. Isabel would inherit her father’s artistic ability, but her art would range from pottery to graffiti portraits. 

Meet the Adler Kids 

Farrah Adler 

Farrah Adler is the sixteen-year-old daughter of Steven Adler. Her blonde hair is mostly straight with a few layers here and there, and she has the same vibrant and playful eyes as her father. Farrah’s style is mostly hippie influenced (but on occasion she can rock a leather jacket and bandana), and she has more of a laid back personality, something she absolutely did NOT get from her dad. As someone who treasures the beauty of the Earth and its creatures, Farrah would join in rallies such as ‘save the sea turtles’ and volunteer at animal hospitals, where she discovered her calling as a veterinarian. Oh, and she’s 100% vegetarian. Farrah has a peaceful aura, so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that she enjoys yoga, astrology, essential oils, journaling, and smoking weed. She also has an on-again-off-again relationship with Ryan McKagan, who she drags to many wildlife rallies.

Logan Adler 

Logan Adler is the nine-year-old son of Steven Adler. He has wavy blonde hair past his neck, playful gray eyes, and a love for drumming. Logan inherited his father’s happy-go-lucky spirit, and loves to meddle into his sister’s business when he’s not playing sports or building legos. He definitely is the class clown and loves being the center of attention, which usually results in him being sent to the principal’s office. He’s a jokester, a prankster, and loves getting into trouble.

[violetwolfraven]

Brooklyn Ain’t Home

In honor of the first draft of the javid portion of the Reincarnation AU being done (here comes obsessive editing! chapters 2 and 3 will probably be out within a few days!) here’s a thing that takes place after the sprace portion!

Tw: major character death mentions, grief, and referenced past death.

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Spot was unhappy, and Race didn’t know why.

They’d found each other again after a century apart two days ago.

Well, technically, they’d found each other a couple weeks ago, but they’d only remembered two days ago.

Race was happy. He finally had Spot back, after peaceful decades floating in the void and then years not knowing who he was missing.

Naturally, his old insecurities from last time were flaring back up. That he wasn’t enough. That Spot didn’t love him as much as he loved Spot.

Race wanted to smack his insecure, angsty, 1899 15-year-old self with a broom to make him shut up.

That was still weird. Having two lifetimes in his head. Sure, the first one had been cut short, but Race remembered as much about his first life as he did about this one. He felt somewhere between the kid he’d been before remembering and the adult he’d been when he died. It was complicated.

But he was still... himself, just like each of the others were still themselves. Circumstances in this lifetime had somewhat mimicked the previous enough to preserve everyone’s personalities. Jack was still fiercely protective. Crutchie was still sarcastic yet compassionate. Romeo was still eccentric and big-hearted.

And Spot was still strategic, smart, and untrusting. Race hadn’t quite had his trust yet in this lifetime before they remembered, so he wasn’t really sure where they stood right now.

He didn’t know how to bring up this conversation, to ask what they even were, to ask if Spot was confused by his feelings or anything in this big bright world where being gay was legal, but it wasn’t currently the biggest concern.

The biggest concern was helping Spot move in with Denton, because he’d gone back to his parents’ house Saturday morning to grab a bag, and then run to the Larkin house. Since Medda had a rather strict rule about her boys’ boyfriends sleeping over, they had to look for somewhere else for him to live, which was when Jack piped up that Denton was looking at adopting a kid, and when asked, was happy to let Spot crash with him.

So far, his parents hadn’t come looking for him. They’d just have to hope it stayed that way.

And... and so far, neither Denton nor Medda were showing any signs of remembering anything. According to Davey, Sarah, and Les, neither were Mr. or Mrs. Jacobs.

Well, you couldn’t have everything. This whole reincarnation thing was trippy.

And if none of the good adults remembered, that meant none of the bad ones remembered either. At least, Race hoped so. He had to believe that. Otherwise, he couldn’t imagine Snyder the Spider would be happy about being outwitted by Jack Kelly and Racetrack Higgins in two lifetimes.

Not that Race was too worried. Medda and Denton didn’t remember, after all. And he had Spot to protect him if Snyder did somehow remember.

At least... he hoped he had Spot. He still wanted Spot.

His insecurities just weren’t sure if Spot still wanted him.

Race was thinking of all this as he and Spot sat on the couch at Denton’s house, watching a movie.

‘Watching a movie.’ Neither of them was really watching it.

Race knew what was on his mind, but he wished he knew what was on Spot’s. He didn’t know if he should ask.

“They ain’t all here.”

“What?” Race asked.

When he looked, he was alarmed by the amount of pain on Spot’s face.

“They ain’t all here,” he repeated, “Vince. Graves. Twitch. They ain’t here. Ain’t home.”

Oh. Spot had never been especially good with emotional talks. This was his rather blunt way of letting Race know he needed to talk.

“They’ll come eventu—“

“No,” Spot interrupted, “We all remembered on Friday cause we was all in one place for the first time that night since 1917. All. Everyone who came back.”

As much as Race wished he could argue, he had assumed that logic, too.

But he had known those Brooklyn kids, too. He hadn’t thought to miss them yet, but—

“Blue,” he realized, “Bluebird. She’s not—“

“I know,” Spot said tightly, “Scarf ain’t, either.”

Scarf and Bluebird had been two of the younger Brooklyn kids. The two Spot probably had felt the most responsible for, considering he’d practically raised them and had to kill once to protect each of them.

Bluebird had taken over as king when Spot aged out, because she had all his strategic mind and toughness and all Race’s charisma. The two of them had practically raised her. They’d taught her to fight after Spot killed a gangster to protect her. She’d been as close as they ever got to a daughter, or at least a little sister to both of them.

Scarf hadn’t been close with Race, the kid was so shy, but he’d moved into the Brooklyn Lodging House early, too, after Spot killed his monster of a father. He was later Blue’s second for a while.

Race remembered seeing Scarf around camp when they were at war. He remembered how devestated Spot was when he died.

Neither Scarf nor Bluebird were here. Hell, Race didn’t even know how Bluebird had died, though she must be dead by now.

“We got a choice whether to come back or not,” he said slowly, trying not to let his voice shake, “I guess... I guess not everybody took it.”

Spot nodded, clearly trying hard to control his emotions, too, “Yeah, I guess not.”

Still, a kind of morbid curiosity overwhelmed Race. It was probably a bad idea, but he needed to know.

He pulled out his phone, “Did Blue ever tell ya her last name? She only ever told me her first.”

“Yeah, it was ‘Li.’ Why?”

Athena Li. There couldn’t be that many obituaries on women named Athena Li, could there?

There were, actually, but only one could possibly be her.

A picture on the internet of a newspaper from 1918. Checking the birthdate, it matched up.

“She died not a year after we did,” Race breathed, “In the influenza pandemic.”

Spot was silent for a heavy few seconds, and his answer was choked up when he spoke.

“She did?”

Race nodded, swiping his sleeve over his eyes. God, he knew Crutchie was the last to die, but he’d really hoped Blue got a long life, too.

She was 29. Unmarried and alone. Crutchie had apparently written her obituary because nobody else alive cared enough to do it. All her friends—her family—were already dead.

“Do ya think she got the offer and just... turned it down?” Spot asked quietly.

Race shrugged, “I think we all got it ‘bout the same time, so... I guess she really ain’t comin’ back. They ain’t comin’ back.”

“I guess it’s only fair.”

“How can ya say that?”

Spot sighed, “Brooklyn and Manhattan got a second chance, but have ya seen anybody else? Huh? Those of us back, most of us died in the same unit, but what about those who didn’t? I ain’t seen any former Bronx kids back. Or Midtown, or... guess it’s only fair we don’t get everybody.”

Fair, maybe, but that didn’t make it pleasant to think about.

“Do ya know Scarf’s real name?” he asked quietly, “I could look for...”

He stopped, because Spot was already shaking his head.

“I don’t wanna know, Race. I don’t wanna know what—if anythin’—got put in a pape for him. I watched him die. And he was so skittish, I ain’t really surprised he didn’t take a second round.”

Scarf had been skittish. Race remembered that much about him. But that had never stopped him from being best friends with Bluebird, and later Les. Those three were quite the chaotic trio when they were kids, and when they got bigger, Race remembered how Les had cried when Scarf got shot. How much it had hurt to write to Blue and tell her he was...

...wait a second.

“We’s all the same age this time around,” Race realized aloud.

“Yeah, and?”

“And Les ain’t. He’s the same amount younger than Davey and Sarah as he was last time.”

Spot was silent for a second, realizing what he was saying.

“I can see Scarf not takin’ the offer,” Race admitted, “But Bluebird? You know our girl would do it. She just ain’t here cause... cause she didn’t die with the rest of us!“

“Crutchie didn’t, either,” Spot pointed out.

“Exactly,” Race grinned, “That just proves it. Crutchie got to come back, and he wasn’t in our unit—neither was Joey or York or any of your other kids that came back ‘cept Hotshot.”

“But we could only remember once everyone met each other again. Race—“

“I’s been thinkin’ ‘bout that. I don’t think that was what it was. I thinks it was Les. He was the final piece—he was with the last group of us in the war when we died.”

“Kath, too,” Spot muttered, “They were what we was missin’.”

“Exactly.”

Spot smiled hesitantly, “So... the other Brooklyn kids might be out there. And if they are, we’ll find ‘em someday. Bring ‘em home.”

“We will,” Race promised, “I’ll help ya look.”

“You don’t even know any of their real full names.”

“Shut up. I’m tryin’ to be helpful.”

“You do help,” Spot assured him, smiling softly, “Love ya, Racer.”

“I love you, too.”

[olivia200312]

The Surprise~ TFP! Optimus x Human! Reader (Lemon)

Plot: Optimus told Y/N through the letter that he had a surprise for her at the cliff in the forest. He confess his love feelings adn later they do "it" in his truck ;)

Optimus will be in his bipedal (or mini) form. Which it means that he's close to the human reader's height.

Head area:

Brain: Processor / Brain Module

Head: Helm

Face: Face plate

Ears: Audio receptors / Receptor Orifice / Audials

Nose: Enstril / Olfactory Sensor

Eye brow: Optical Ridge

Eyes: Optics

Mouth: Intake

Lips: Dermas

Teeth: Denta/Dentas

Tongue: Glossa

Chest area:

Chest: Chassis / Thoraxal Cavity

Back: Hexa-Lateral Scapula

Spine: Bipedalism cord / Back Strut

Chest and back armour:

Chest plate

Back plate

Mid-section plating

Neck guard

Side plating

Arm area:

Arms: Arms / Restarlueus

Forearms: Bitarlueus

Hands: Servos

Fingers: Digits

Arm armour:

Gantlets

Shoulder pads

Arm guard

Lower area:

Pelvis: Pelvis

Butt: Aft / Skid-Plate

Thighs: Tibulen

Calves: Cadulen

Feet: Pedes - the high heel bits are called Struts or Heel Struts.

Lower armour:

Skirt plates

Aft plate / Skid plate

Thigh guard

Ankle guard

General/Internal components:

Muscles: Cables / Pistons - It depends on the area in question.

Veins: Fual lines

Stomach: Tanks

Lungs: Vents - used to stop the con/bot from over heating.

Heart: Spark

Tattoos: D-con/A-bot Insignias and the lark

T-Cog: The thing that allows all Cybertronians to transform, be that their arms or their whole body.

Bonus:

Penis: Spike

Vagina: Valve

Body: Frame

Note: the art goes to the owner!

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Y/N was walking towards her room in the Autobots base. She actually lived there, because the Decepticons destroyed her house after she caught the fight between an Autobot and an Decepticon. But what if I told you that it were leaders who were fighting? Yes, the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime, was fighting against somebot who he considered as his brother. It was Megatron himself, the leader of the Decepticons. The Autobots were good ones while the Decepticons were the bad ones. Y/N regonised immediatly who were good and bad ones. You can see it in the optics color and actions they do. 

Megatron even almost kidnapped Y/N since she saw them, but Optimus didn't let that happen. He saved her life. And in return, Megatron destroyed Y/N's place. Optimus, being a gentlebot he can be, offered her to live at the base. Y/N accepted the offer. Optimus explained everything to her that he was an Cybertronian from the planet Cybertron, that he was in planet Earth to protect humans from the Decepticons and other stuff. Y/N was in fact interested. Optimus asked her different stuff to get to know her and she gladly responded. 

Optimus introduced Y/N to the team Prime. There were Ratchet, Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Arcee, Ultra Magnus and there were humans too named: Miko, Jack and Raf. Y/N was quite shy at first, but she warmed up to all of them. Somebots needed time to warm up to her. 

Miko was the first one to befriend Y/N fast. She was especially happy that she wasn't the only female human in the team. Arcee was in fact a femme too, but she was an young warrior from Cybertron. Miko asked Y/N a lot of questions. You know, like: "Do you like heavy metal?" "How much do you weight?" "How old are you?" and other stuff.

Raf had to stop Miko from talking and told her to give Y/N time to breath. He was such a cute guy that you can call a brother. He was smart in computeres that you can ask him for help if you had any problems of your computer. He would gladly fix it for you. 

Jack was the oldest human. Well, as a kid. Jack warmed up to Y/N and sees her as a good friend that he can trust. Y/N felt sorry once she heard that Jack, Miko and Raf were being bullied by a guy called Vince. That guy thinks that bullying was fun! Well, it's not! Y/N was only (age) years old and still, she gave Vince an actual punch on the face! Miko was very amazed since she's quite energetic. She almost finds everything cool. Raf was glad to have a new friend that can be stronger then Vince. Optimus was in fact amazed when he saw how Y/N strong was.

Now let's go to the bots:

There was a grumpy medic named Ratchet. He was annoyed to see another human at the base since he said that 3 were enough. It took him a lot of time to warm up to Y/N. He liked her as a friend. Y/N would help sometimes Ratchet. He sure was a busy one being a medic and all. He even fixes things or builds things like for an example: he build projects for Miko, Jack and Raf.

Arcee was the only femme bot of the team and a young warrior. She's in fact the smallest of the bots. She can transform into a blue motorcycle. She was accidentally spotted by Jack that Optimus asked her to bring him to the base. Arcee was then caught by Miko, because she followed Arcee that was in her motorcycle form. Arcee liked Y/N and she would talk sometimes to Y/N. She was also Jack's guardian.

Bulkhead liked Y/N. He was Miko's guardian since Miko spoke to Bulkhead first. He was surprised by Miko's sudden questions that he couldn't respone. Bulkhead was also very nice to Y/N.

Ultra Magnus can be rude sometimes. Heck, he was not nice when he met Y/N. But in return, Y/N was feisty and stood up for herself before Optimus made a move to stand up for Y/N. Magnus was surprised and learned fast to not mess with her. At least he warmed up to Y/N like a week later. 

Bumblebee or just Bee was such a nice scout! He was Raf's guardian. He sadly couldn't speak due his voice box (or pipes) being destroyed. Bee was so nice to Y/N. Raf can even understand Bee good which was very special. 

Finally we have Optimus himself. He was the tallest of the team. Primes are like always the tallest of the teams. Optimus was in fact very close to Megatron's height. When Optimus lived in Cybertron, he was a clerk named Orion Pax. Very unique name, right? He became concered after he learned more about Cybertron. He was Megatronus' best friend. He supported him and even was like a mentor to him by saying strong and helpful words. Like Master Splinter to the turtles. He decided to be Y/N's guardian since he took her to the base and he was the first Autobot to be seen. Optimus was one of the most kindest en gentlebots that Y/N ever met.

Anyway, Y/N entered her bedroom and she saw a letter on her bed. She walked up to her bed and grabbed the letter. It read:

Dear, Y/N,

Meet me at the cliff in the forest tonight. I have a surprise for you.

From Optimus.

Ok, Y/N was surprised and shocked. She loved surprises, especially from Optimus. She was shocked that it was from Optimus. How in earth did he get in her room? He was like 30 feet tall (I think) while Y/N was (number) feet tall. Did Optimus asked Raf, Miko or Jack to place the letter on her bed? Definetly not Miko, because she would tell Y/N immediatly that Optimus had a crush on her. Yes, the Prime had a crush on her. He couldn't help but admire her beauty and her personality. But what the Prime doesn't know was that Y/N was in love with him as well.

"What is Optimus planning?" Y/N asked to herself.

Let's just say that Ratchet made something and told Optimus about it. Then the Prime had an idea and asked Ratchet to turn him into a bipedal form. Bipedal forms make the bots smaller, close to normal human's height. Once Ratchet got the truth why, he agreed since he did noticed how Optimus would stare at Y/N in secret.

When the night came, everyone were sleeping, except Optimus and Y/N. The Prime was waiting on his human crush with the big surprise. 

Y/N was now walking towards the cliff in the forest. It was close located in the base so it was ok. Once Y/N reached the cliff, she was shocked to see how beautiful the sky was. It was covered with stars. There were no lights in the forest so the sky was clear. 

"It's so beautiful," Y/N said in awe.

"That's true, Y/N," said a familiar deep voice. 

Y/N gasped in surprise and turned around to see Optimus, except... he's smaller! Close to Y/N's height! He had a soft gentle smile on his face plate. Y/N was stunned. How? How was this possible?

"H-How?"

Optimus chuckled and walked up to her until he's infront of her. "Ratchet showed me a new project that he finished. When he was done explaining, I had an idea and I asked him to turn me in a bipedal form."

 "F-Fair enough." Y/N was still stunned. 

Optimus smiled still and cupped Y/N's cheek with his servo. He was doing it gently since her skin was so soft and he's metal. He sees Y/N blushing from the touch contact. "Y/N, I have a confession to make," Optimus began. "Ever since I know you more, I fell in love with you. I love everything about you."

Y/N couldn't believe what she heard. Optimus actually loved her a lot! Y/N's dream was coming true! "O-Optimus, I... I feel t-the same." She smiled shyly.

Optimus was now very happy. His crush felt the same. His other servo cupped her other cheek so he's now cupping her both cheeks and is stroking them. Y/N placed her hands on top of his servos, making contact with them. 

Optimus then leaned in and pressed his dermas against her soft lips. Yes, he was kissing her. Y/N kissed him back, feeling so loved by Optimus. The gentle kiss turned heated and Y/N's arms moved around his neck while she felt Optimus' servos very close to her ass. Looks like the Prime was getting turned on~

Optimus licked Y/N's bottem lip, asking to go inside. His glossa felt almost like human. Y/N granted his wish and she felt his glossa make contact with her tongue. It felt so nice and pleasurable that Y/N moaned into th kiss. Optimus felt pleasure too and didn't want to stop. He felt then something thay he hadn't felt in a long time. Heat. He dated once a femme warrior called Elita-One. Yes, they did kissed and made out a few times, but never did "it" before. Y/N felt a lot different then Elita. 

Y/N's ass was then squeezed gently and she moaned. Optimus had a naughty side that he only showed when he felt pleasure with his sparkmate. 

That's when Optimus pulled away from the kiss, his servos still on her ass. "Want to coninue this is my truck?" His optics were full of lust.

Wait, Optimus' truck was here? But where? Looks like Optimus hid his truck somewhere near by. 

"Yes, please. I want you, Prime." Y/N's voice was husky and seductive since she's turned on and wet. It was impossible to get rid with it by yourself. It's quite hard. 

Optimus picked Y/N up bridal style, still having lust in his optics. Y/N wrapped er arms around his neck as the Prime walked towards his truck. He then opened his truck door in his way, even though he's holding his human sparkmate. He had his ways. The Prime then layed Y/N down on the seat and closed the truck behind him. He even locked it! 

Optimis climbed on top of her and smashed his dermas against her lips, not too hard since she's human. The kiss got immediatly heated and they made out again. Optimus' servos were next to her head to support him. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and stroked the back of his helm, causing him to purr.

After 3 minutes of making out, Optimus moved his head towards her neck and started to leave soft kisses. He was so gentle.

Y/N sighed in pleasure and once she felt her sweetspot, she gasped and moaned a bit. "O-Optimus, a-ah!~"

Optimus purred and and starts to nibble the spot. He licked, sucked and even bit with his dentas. Y/N moaned while stroking the back of his helm. Optimus continued to abuse the spot, until he's sure that there would be a hickey left.

He then took Y/N's shirt and threw it on the floor next to the seat. He couldn't help but stare. "Beautiful..."

Y/N blushed.

Optimus then tried to remove her F/C color bra, but couldn't figure out how. Y/N giggled and helped him. After the bra was on floor too, Optimus used one of his servos to gently grabbed one of Y/N's boobs and he then leaned down towards her nipple. He then grabbed the nipple into his mouth and started to suck while he massaged the other boob. 

Y/N moaned while stroking his helm. Her nipples were hard. She watched how Optimus switched and gave other nipple attention too while he massaged other. After a minute passed by, Optimus moved down and pulled her pants and panties off. He threw them on the floor. He then looked at her fully, from head to toe. Once Optimus made eye contact with Y/N, he smiled lovely at her.

"Will you let me continue, sweetspark?"

Y/N nodds. "Yes, please, Optimus. I want you." She's feeling horny and she wanted her Cybertronian boyfriend now.

Optimus then let his spike come out. It looked a lot like from male humans, but a tiny bit different. It was hard and it looked like to be beging to go into Y/N's wet pussy. Oh, and did I forgot to metion that Optimus' spike was huge?

Y/N looked a bit nervous. Was it going to fit? She then felt Optimus' member enter her, ripping her walls since she was a virgin. It caused her to gasp in surprise. It was painful that tears build up in her eyes. Optimus was going slow and gently since he doesn't want to hurt her badly. He whispered sweet words into her ear to make her relax.

Once Optimus was fully in , he waits in patience. What a gentlebot. Since it can take a while for the pain, to go away, Optimus looked lovely into Y/N's eyes. He had his own tricks to make the time go faster. Y/N was lost in his optics. She didn't realised that the time was going fast and the pain was away. She felt pleasure took over her body.

"M-Move."

Optimus nodded and started to move slowly first. He heard Y/N moan softly. Y/N was just in heaven with Optimus. 

"O-Optimus, faster, h-harder, please!" She was begging him and Optimus wasn't gonna lie. He loved it. He gladly granted her wishes and went faster and harder, causing her to scream in pleasure. 

Optimus started to grunt and moan in pleasure too. He felt Y/N wrapped her bare legs around his waist. It gave him a better acces to go deeper and he did go deeper. Y/N wrapped her arms around his back and let's just say that the pleasure was so pure that she was scratching his paint. 

Then Y/N felt Optimus hit her g-spot. "O-Optimus, right t-there!~"

Optimus then slammed into her g-spot again and again. 

"Ahhhh!~"

Then Optimus sat up, pulling Y/N on his lap. His member was still inside her and Y/N started to rise him. Optimus moaned. The new couple were actually looking into eachother eyes lovely. They're lost with pure pleasure. That's when they kissed eachother roughly while having sex in Optimus' truck. They moaned loud and they're alone so it was good. There were even no Decepticons around. Optimus' servo was squeezing her ass while his other servo was behind her head. Y/N's arms were around his neck.

They continued to have sex for almost 2 minutes, until...

"O-Optimus, I'm c-cumming!"

"Cum for me, sweetspark."

They were looking at eachother lovely and that's when Y/N came. Optimus came afterwards, shooting his warm seed inside her that Y/N felt it in her woomb as well. They both panted. Y/N was in fact tired and felt sleepy. Optimus gently lifted her up so that he can pull out and he layed down on the seat, causing Y/N to lay on top of him his frame.

"T-That was amazing," Y/N panted with a tired smile.

Optimus smiled lovely at her. "It was, sweetspark." His servo cupped her cheek. "We should recharge here. Don't worry, the others know that we are away."

Y/N nodded and snuggled into him. Optimus covered Y/N up with a blanket that he's keeping in his truck. He watched Y/N sleep with a smile. He finds her adorable. He then went to recharge since he's tired too. He held Y/N protectively in his arms.

First smut in this book. Hope you like it ;)

[yesloverboy]

Is There Love on Mars? (Iwan Rheon!Mick Mars x Reader)

Requested: Anon! 

“I have a request, could you please do reader drunkenly confessing to Mick and him taking care of her the rest of the night and them getting together after ❤️ I absolutely love Mick and I'd love to see your take on it if possible”

Note: The Mick request is finally here! Writing for Mick is honestly so much fun and I’m super thankful that you requested this. I hope this is what you had in mind!

word count: 3,399

 By the time you were finally able to arrive to the show’s afterparty, it was already in full swing. As a bartender from the venue, it wasn’t often that you got invited to hang with the bands who played while you worked. Mötley Crüe, however, was an exception. The boys were back in town after a long tour, and they’d be damned if they weren’t going to invite their favorite bartender out.  

 When you first met, the boys had been regulars just like everyone else– a group of scruffy punks looking to start a band that would take over the world. The usual L.A. stuff. Really you hadn’t thought much of them, and appreciated the fact that they would come around every so often just to see you. The three boys flirted relentlessly, always claiming that they would remember you when they finally got a guitarist and became big rock stars.

 Much to your amazement, they actually did. When the boys finally found a guitar player, the first thing they did was come to your bar to celebrate. Considering Tommy and Vince were still teenagers, and Nikki in his early twenties, you were surprised to see them dragging along a slightly older guy with shaggy black hair and a bored expression. Of all of the band guys and aspiring musicians you had met during your time behind the bar, you had never seen a guy quite like this one. Tommy introduced him to you as Mick Mars– a name that quickly rolls off the tongue. A name you wouldn’t mind saying over and over again.

 As the night went on, Tommy, Vince, and Nikki eventually ended up getting jerked out of the venue for causing a brawl in the middle of the dancefloor. You figured that Mick would end up leaving with them, but instead he took a seat in front of you at the bar. That was the night the two of you started talking. He had been reluctant to hold a conversation at first, but after realizing you had no interest in the mainstream trends, he quickly warmed up to you. The two of you had talked about everything from your favorite music to your most embarrassing childhood memories. You eventually learned that Mick wasn’t as cold as he seemed around the other guys, he just cared about his craft so much that the rockstar lifestyle didn’t interest him in the same way.

 Mick wasn’t like all the other wannabe rockstars that rolled in and out of the club every night, in fact, he was the opposite. He was all talent and no talk rather than the other way around. With Mick being the missing link, Mötley Crüe became a reality. Pretty soon the boys weren’t just visiting you at the bar, but playing the actual venue. Unlike everyone else, you weren’t shocked to find that Mötely Crüe was dramatically breaking the mold. The three younger members already had the drive to do something amazing, all they needed was a guy like Mick to balance them out.

 With Mötley Crüe becoming increasingly more popular, you ended up seeing the boys less and less. Although you missed their chaotic visits and flirtatious banter, you found yourself missing their shy guitarist most of all. Unfortunately, you didn’t realize your feelings for Mick were becoming more than platonic until it was too late. When you caught the news from Nikki that Mötely Crüe was embarking on a six month tour, it felt like an icy stab to your gut.

 That night, Mick had stayed with you long after all the leathered up punks had left, offering kindly to walk you home when you’d finished closing up shop. The walk home had been pleasant, and you did your best to pretend that this wasn’t going to be the last time you’d see him. Obviously he wouldn’t be gone forever, but it was difficult for you to believe that he’d actually remember you after seeing what the rest of the country had to offer someone with his level of talent.

 When it had been finally time to go inside, you noticed a softness in Mick’s eyes that he only seemed to reserve for your late nights and long conversations. You wanted to invite him inside, but felt it was too risky. Not only were you unsure if he felt the same way, but you felt as though he deserved better than to have a bartender holding him back.

 For the following six months, you deeply regretted not suggesting that Mick come inside. The longer he was away, the more you discovered that Mick was truly irreplaceable. When your boss had told you that the Crüe boys would be returning to L.A. to play a homecoming show after their tour, you were over the moon with excitement. You vowed that, no matter what happened, you would tell Mick about your feelings. The way you saw it, you pretty much had nothing to lose– he would reject you, go back on tour, and you could try to forget it ever happened. Simple as that.

 Except that, now, as you step onto the law of the house where the afterparty is being held, it feels a lot more complicated than that. You wade through the small crowd of partygoers gathering on the lawn and step tenatatively through the front entrance. The place is teeming with band groupies and musicians, each pining hopelessly for the attention of the Mötley Crüe boys.

 As you scan the living room’s smokey haze for a familiar face, a loud and enthusiastic voice calls to you from the kitchen.

 “Hey Y/N! We thought you’d never show!” Tommy beams from behind the kitchen counter, holding a bottle of Jack Daniel’s up to the ceiling triumphantly.

 Nikki gives you a wry smile as you approach the terror twins, holding a glass of whiskey in your direction. “Straight up– just how you like it, boss,” he winks.

 “You’re too much,” you chuckle, feeling grateful that things still felt normal between you and the guys despite their newfound fame. “Where’s Vince?”

 “Oh you know, just getting to know some of the fans,” Nikki replies, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

 It was no secret that Vince had always been distracted by whatever was bright and shiny, especially if the glittering object of his obsession happened to be a pretty woman. Tommy and Nikki were no exception to going crazy over any girl with a pulse, but they liked to at least break in the evening a little more first.

 “Aren’t you gonna ask about someone else?” Tommy shoves your shoulder with a large hand, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary.

 Eyes wide, you nearly choke on a sip of neat whiskey. The alcohol burns almost as much as your face does at Tommy’s question. How the fuck does he know?

 “Oh, you mean Mick?” you ask, trying your best to play it as dumb as humanly possible. Nikki and Tommy exchange an incredulous look– apparently your acting isn’t as good as you initially hoped.

 “Yeah nice try, Y/N,” Nikki taunts, “we might be a bunch of morons, but we aren’t that stupid.”

 “Speak for yourself, Nik,” Tommy snorts, apparently not feeling too keen on being called a moron. Although, you’d argue he probably deserves that title the most.  

 Nikki bulldozes over Tommy’s concern and continues to grill you about Mick. “Anyways, we’d noticed that Mick had been a particularly mean bastard all tour–”

 “And we figured it’s because he misses you!” Tommy finishes, in true twin fashion.

 “Oh yeah? And what makes you think I missed him, huh?” you challenge, refusing to believe that it looked like anything had been going on between you and Mick. You certainly want there to be, but there’s no way he actually feels the same way, right?

 Tommy and Nikki instantly burst into a fit of laughter, holding each other like two schoolboys and gasping for air. You down the rest of the whiskey in your glass to keep from completely losing your fucking mind. If you don’t keep yourself occupied somehow, you just know you’ll end up punching on of them in the throat.

 “You’ve–you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” Nikki pants, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes.

 Tommy refills your glass as a form of a peace offering. “Isn’t is obvious, Y/N? You two aliens are totally fucking in love. I know it when I see it.”

 You consider your options, reminding yourself that you had, in fact, made an internal promise that you would tell Mick how you felt– no matter what the outcome may be. There’s a possibility that if you tell Nikki and Tommy the truth, maybe they could help you. The prospect of Mick actually reciprocating your feelings becomes far too enticing, and you find yourself relenting before you can even give the matter a second thought.

 “Okay,” you begin, eyeing the boys carefully, “say I was, ya know, in love or whatever . . . how would I tell him?”

 “Yes!” Tommy exclaims, jumping into the air with both fists raised victoriously, “I knew it, I fucking knew it!

 Nikki high-fives Tommy and sticks his head around the corner and into the hallway. “Hey Vince! You owe us 100 bucks!”

 Your mouth falls open in complete and utter astonishment. “Vince, too?!”

 “Hell yeah, dude,” Tommy shrugs, “We’ve been betting on it since we brought Mick around to the bar. You’re both clearly Martians.”

 “You motherfuckers,” you hiss, “does Mick know?”

“Oh of course not,” Tommy raises his hands defensively, not really knowing how to handle your frustration, “Mick may be a smart guy, but he wouldn’t know a pretty girl flirting with him if it smacked him in the face.”

“He ignores us, mostly,” Nikki adds.

 “What the fuck am I going to do now?” you groan, truly believing that this may be one of the most humiliating nights of your adult life.

 “You have to tell him!” Tommy insists, practically shaking your shoulders with urgency. “If you don’t we will.”

 “You honestly can’t be sure he’s even interested in me! Like you said, he ignores you guys.”

 Nikki looks at you, his eyes sparkling with a deviousness that you’re all to familiar with. “I have an idea . . . how about you party with us tonight, and if you can keep up, we won’t say a word. It’ll be your choice.”

 Tommy opens his mouth to protest Nikki’s offer, but Nikki elbows him hard in the stomach. Keep up with Mötley Crüe? You’re a bartender, so it’s obvious that you can hold your liquor pretty well, but drinking with the boys felt like self-assured destruction. On the other hand, you wanted to be the one to tell Mick and you desperately didn’t want these loudmouths to jeopardize your chances even more.

 “Deal,” you say, not allowing yourself another moment to second-guess your decision.

 “Let’s get this party started,” Nikki proclaims, grinning wickedly.

 Looking back, deciding to drink alongside the two wildest members of Mötely Crüe was a bad idea. They say hindsight is 20/20, and now that you’re six drinks and two shots in, you’re really starting to feel the consequence of your stupidity manifesting in your sluggish movements and watery vision. Regardless of Nikki’s obvious scheme to sabotage your ability to make good choices, the boys seem to be happy having you out from behind the bar for once. You had been so used to seeing them at work that you nearly forgot that the Crüe boys had become actual friends.

 As a part of your penance for agreeing to drink with Nikki and Tommy, they had ended up dragging you out to backyard to build a makeshift bonfire with some other scrappy musicians from their tour. While the boys are occupied, you see it in your best interest to go inside and get some water. The night isn’t even close to being over, and if you are expected to hold your own against the terror twins you might as well try to increase your chances.

 The walk to the kitchen is treacherous, to say the least. Walking around on the verge of being absolutely wasted is definitely an activity you found yourself being deeply out of practice in. As you eventually round the corner to step into the hallway, your body rams into another person accidentally.

 “Oh my god, I am so sorry–” you start apologizing profusely, but are stopped dead by a familiar, glacial stare. Mick Mars is standing in front of you and, if you were being honest, he looked less than happy.

 “Mick I–I am so fucking sorry I didn’t mean to,” you stumble over your words frantically, wanting to touch his arm but finding yourself afraid he might burn you.

 Suddenly, Mick’s eyes soften with recognition as he realizes who exactly almost knocked him over. “Y/N, what are you doing here? I thought you had to work.”

 You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and propped your unstable form up on the wall next to him, allowing all your weight to fall on your shoulder.

 “My, uh, boss let me close out early and, uh–uh I made a deal with Nikki that I would drink with him and Tommy. . .” you trail off, noticing that your drunken brain has already given away far too much.

 “A deal? A deal for what?” Mick raises an eyebrow inquisitively, clearly untrusting of his bandmates’ motives. “You know, you don’t have to do anything those idiots–”

 “No!” you practically shout, unable to control the volume of your voice, “It’s nothing, er, nothing like that– actually, I should probably get going now.”

 Against your better judgment, you turn to exit and end up spinning around far too quickly for your impaired motor skills to catch up with your brain. Stumbling forward, you fall to the carpet in a heap of regret and humiliation.

 “That’s it,” Mick sighs, “you’re coming with me.”

 Mick takes you by both of your wrists and hoists you up off the ground and onto your feet. You hiss under your breath as you notice the rugburns forming on the knobs of your knees, not remembering falling quite that hard. Mick pulls you to his side, throwing your right arm up over his shoulder so he can support you properly.

 In all the time the Crüe boys had visited your bar, you had never gotten this close to Mick. You try to remain calm, but your heartbeat thuds violently in your ears. Eventually, you and Mick end up in the empty bedroom that he’d apparently been hiding out in for the night.

 “Sit,” he says firmly, resting your unsteady body onto the bed. You comply, feeling far too embarrassed and nervous to attempt anything else in your current state of being. Mick mumbles something under his breath and ducks out of the room for a brief moment. Your head is swimming and your feels face is flushed from a night of heavy drinking and acting like a fool in front of, quite possibly, the loveliest man in the world.

 God I am so fucking stupid, you chastise yourself, burying your face in your hands. Your pity party is soon interrupted by the sound of Mick coming back into the room, the music and commotion from the ongoing party leaking in for a brief moment before being shut out once again.

 Mick holds out a glass of water and painkillers for you to take. “For you,” he says, attempting to give you a reassuring smile.

 You accept, feeling more than grateful that Mick isn’t actually mad at you for completely disrupting his night. “M’ sorry,” you mutter, popping the pills into your mouth and gulping down some water.

 “It’s okay,” Mick’s words are sincere and your heart nearly skips a beat as he plops down next to you on the edge of the bed. “But, you have to tell me why Nikki and Tommy were making you do this.”

 You cringe at the hint of hostility that returns to Mick’s voice at the mention of Nikki and Tommy. Sighing, you set the glass of water down on the nightstand beside you and flop backward onto the bed. The springs bounce in protest under your dead weight, and for a moment you hope that they may launch your body through the ceiling and into outer space.

 “If I tell you . . . you’re not gonna be happy.”

 Mick lays down next to you, his movements gentle and calculated. “Try me,” he finally replies, turning his head in your direction.

 “Well, they wanted to tell you something about me but I uh . . .” try as you may, you can’t quite make the words come out like you want them to.

 At last, you turn and face Mick, becoming instantly mesmerized by the man before you. From where you are lying, it seems as though he holds the entire galaxy in his eyes; their depth and beauty equally unfathomable. It could be the alcohol racing anxiously through your bloodstream, but something about the tenderness in Mick’s face tells you that everything is fine. It’s always been fine.

 “I–uh. . .” you try again, still feeling as if you heart might jump right out of your throat and run out the door. “I think I love you.”  

 Mick suddenly gives you a broad smile that you didn’t know he was even capable of, and you find yourself wishing you had the opportunity to put it there every day.

 “I know,” Mick pokes your stomach playfully, sending you into a fit of giggles.

 “Oh come on!” you laugh, “Did everyone know but me?”

 Mick just rolls his eyes affectionately and pulls you to his side. You snuggle into him and rest your head on his chest, taking in a deep breath. His scent is sweet and comforting, like a warm wind at the beginning of autumn.

 “I know I love you,” Mick says, kissing the top of your head.  

 That morning, you awake to the feeling on Mick’s fingers combing gently through your hair. Letting out a hum of satisfaction, you bury your head into the crook of his shoulder, not ready to come back down to earth. You aren’t sure when exactly you’d fallen asleep last night, but felt thankful that Mick had stayed at your side regardless of your drunken behavior.

 “Good morning, you,” Mick continues to pet your head subconsciously, holding you close.

 You are just about to reply, when a sharp pain in your head pierces right through your thoughts and digs directly into your brain. “Jesus fucking Christ,” you hiss, using your free arm to grab at the side of your head protectively.

 “Not quite, but your close,” Mick chuckles, unable to resist the opportunity to tease you after the stunt you pulled the night before.

 You roll your body on top of Mick’s in protest, doing you best to crush him beneath your weight. “You’re so much hotter when you don’t talk,” you bite back, recalling all the times you and Mick would tease each other during your long nights at the bar.

 Rolling atop of Mick put you only a few inches away from his face, making your heart stop as your eyes made contact with his. As you stare at Mick, you notice the way that his eyes begin to wander towards your lips as a subtle flush of pink colors his pale cheeks.

 Realizing this is your moment, you gingerly lean in and allow your lips to meet his. Mick kisses you back, the movements of his mouth hesitant and shy as both your hearts pound audibly against one another. You can help but smile into the kiss, feeling delighted in the fact that you could make Mick just as nervous as he makes you.

 When the both of you finally separate, Mick is gazing up at you as if you were the one responsible for the sunrise that morning.

 “So, what happens now?” you ask, already having a pretty good idea of what the both of you want.

 Mick smiles wistfully, “I guess we fly off to Mars.”

 Grinning back, you pull Mick into another kiss, feeling the happiest you had ever been in your life. If you and Mick ever end up leaving this bedroom– you’d have to thank Nikki.

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[the--blackdahlia]

Too Young to Fall in Love Chapter 12 (Dirt!Nikki x Reader)

Title: Too Young to Fall in Love 12

Summary: Nikki Sixx was a hard partying musician on the strip. He never expected to fall in love with anyone, until a girl knocked on his dressing room door looking for a ride home and took his breath away. Just like everything else Nikki did; the drugs, the money, the music; Nikki went hard with love. (Y/n) Bass never expected the bassist of Motley Crue to be the one to shake her calm and calculated life up. She had a plan. Graduate school, become an epic producer, and watch from behind the scenes as her brother’s band rose to fame. Nikki and (Y/n) were perfect for each other, too bad her brother, Tommy, didn’t think so.

Series warnings:  Smut (18+ Please), drug use, language, referenced miscarriage, drug overdose, mentioned attempted suicide, out of character moments for everyone in the band, the timeline might be a little screwy but it’s fanfiction! I know nothing of music production and my medical knowledge is really screwy, so it won’t be accurate.

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Tommy snagged (Y/n) while Nikki went backstage with the others.

“Tommy, what are you doing?” (Y/n) asked.

“I am going to take you backstage to meet the guys!” he said and carried her on his shoulder. (Y/n) squealed as he took her backstage. “Hey fuckers, come out here and meet my baby sister!” Tommy yelled.

“Tommy, I’m not a baby.” (Y/n) told him.

“Ok Tommy hold on,” Nikki said as he took off his makeup. When he turned around he froze and his smile faltered a bit.

“Guys, this is my sister (Y/n) Bass!” Tommy said proudly. “I tried to get her to use Lee, but she’s happy with our last name.” (Y/n) smiled shyly at the three, trying not to look into Nikki’s eyes.

“Nice to meet you,” Nikki mumbled as he shook (Y/n)’s hand.

“Wow, you look nothing like Tommy, thank god.” Vince walked up to her and smiled. “Hi,” he flirted trying to get Nikki jealous.

“Hey dude, back off my sister.” Tommy laughed. “She’s off limits to all three of you fuckers. And I mean, Nikki’s got that girl he’s seeing anyway, but still.”

Nikki looked at (Y/n), “yeah ok Tommy.” Nikki took a breath. “Excuse me.” he left the room and out to the hallway.

“I’m gonna go get some air. It smells like man in here.” (Y/n) teased, leaving Tommy, Mick, and Vince alone. She headed out into the hallway, freezing when she saw Nikki. She thought about turning to head the other way, but he spotted her.

Rushing to her, he took her hand and pulled her away from the band. They reached the back alley and Nikki ran a hand across his hair.  

“Nikki…” (Y/n) said softly.

“When were you going to tell me?” he asked.

“It never came up. I didn’t think about it.” She told him, watching him pace. She took a deep breath. “I don’t live at the dorm either. I still live at home. I didn’t want to tell you because I wanted you to not think of me as some nerdy kid.” She turned and started walking away.

”(Y/n) where are you going?” he sighed and looked at her.

“I’m going to find my sister and I’m going home!” (Y/n) told him. Nikki waited out there for a bit, smoking a bit before he headed inside.

Inside to where Athena and Vanessa still were, but not (Y/n).

“Where’s (Y/n)?” Nikki looked around for her and then back to them.  

“Oh she left a while ago I thought.” Vince shrugged. “Why?” Nikki turned on his heels and ran down the hallway. “Nikki!” But Nikki didn’t hear him.

Nikki looked frantically around as searched for (Y/n). He could see her down the street. A man was following her. Nikki felt a rush of adrenalin as he pushed past the man and reached (Y/n).

“Why did you leave?” he tooks gasping breaths and placed his hands on his knees. “We need to talk and I mean really talk… please?” he looked up at her his chest heaving with every breath he took. Looking behind her he glared at the man who was following her.

“I didn’t think you’d want to see me anymore…” (Y/n) admitted.

“I’m just in shock… ok I mean… you are this wonderful, amazing smart girl and… I don’t care that you live with your parents, hell you’re going to college and I can already imagine how expensive it can kind of be. But (Y/n), you’re Tommy’s sister… it... I… I don’t want us to end. But I’m scared at how he’ll react.”  

“You feel awkward, don’t you?” (Y/n) asked. “I’m sorry Nikki. I just wanted to get to know you. I wanted a chance before Tommy would fuck it up…”

“He would have tried to fuck it up either way,” NIkki smiled at her. “It’s Tommy.”

“That is true. Why do you think I haven’t been on like any dates ever. Or I’m still a...you know…” She laughed awkwardly. “My brother and sister are a little...protective…”

“Athena knows, right? I mean… Look you’re nineteen, you vote, you can drink.” Nikki could feel his high coming down. “Tommy isn't your dad, he can't control you (Y/n). You want to give me your virginity that’s your decision not his… but in this day and age to find a guy who can be patient is not easy, and…. It’s up to you what you want to do.” Nikki ran a hand across his face. “Come on… am I taking you home or to Vanessa’s dorm? Although I think I saw her making out with Vince when I came to run after you”

“Then I guess I better go home.” She sighed. “You don’t have to take me. I can walk. It’s not that bad and I’m sure you have some...things to attend to.” She saw the girls on the strip, how they threw themselves at the band. She wasn’t like them. She knew that. She stuck out like a pink flamingo surrounded by swans.

“Not like this (Y/n), I am not going to let you go alone.” He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back towards the club to grab his things and his car. “Get in, NOW!” (Y/n) nodded and got in the car.

NIkki made his way in and grabbed his stuff.

“Hey man!” Tommy said. “Where are you going?”

“Oh, I’m meeting up with my girlfriend. She and her friends are going to a party in the valley so I’ll be over there.” he looked at Athena and winked. “So I’ll catch you guys tomorrow.”

“Oh a party! I love parties!” Tommy said. “Can I go?”

NIkki gave a devilish smirk, “Sure let me write down the address.” Nikki proceeded to write down a random address from the valley and laughed. Tommy was going to be in for a surprise when there was no party or girls. “Here you go man, have fun.”

Without another word Nikki walked to his car. He put his things in the trunk and climbed in. Peeling off onto the road he looked at (Y/n), “hungry?”  

“Kinda.” She admitted. “I had brunch with Tommy this morning and that’s about it.”

“How about a something quick and we can just talk somewhere… really talk.” Nikki looked at her as he pulled up through a fast food restaurant drive through and ordered them some food. After that, Nikki drove her up to the Hollywood sign, just like on their first date. Taking the food he placed it on the hood and helped her up. “OK, so… how are we going to do this?”

“What do you mean?” (Y/n) asked, looking at him.

“Ok, I can just tell them that my girlfriend is busy with getting her degree, and making sure she keeps her grades up to get a good job.” NIkki shrugged and took a bite out of his burger. “We can try and not hang out too much on the strip… do some dates in a different part.”  

“You still want me to be your girlfriend?” (Y/n) asked, a little surprised.

“Only if you still want to be,” NIkki sighed as he looked out at the view of the city. “I don’t deserve you… but I really like you (Y/n).” She leaned in and pressed her lips against his, moaning softly as she did.

“Does that answer your question?” She asked when she pulled away, only to be pulled in for another kiss. Nikki deepened the kiss his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands found their way under her shirt. His fingers dancing on her skin.

“Nikkik, I’m ready.” (Y/n) told him, blushing softly.

“Hotel? Or your parent’s house?” he whispered as he looked into her eyes.

“No one is home except for me for a month.” (Y/n) whispered. “Let’s go.”

NIkki helped her down and back in the car. Driving towards her house he parked a block away in case Tommy was there.

“Tommy doesn’t come around unless he wants something,” (Y/n) told him. “Come on.” She took his hand and led him in and to her room. There were so many books and rock posters on the walls. Nikki made a mental note to take her to a bookstore for a date sometime. She turned and kissed him deeply.

Nikki led her to the bed and laid her down. His fingers tugging at the hem of her shirt. Breaking the kiss so that he could take it off, he did the same to his own and kissed her again. Her kiss was intoxicating, it was better than any bump of cocaine he ever had.

“Nikki.” (Y/n) whispered, his calloused fingers trailing on her skin. “I want this.”

NIkki paused looking at her face and sighed. “You don’t have to do this to impress me (Y/n), you’re amazing and….”  her lips crashed in his as she rolled him on his back taking the initiative.

“I told you I wanted this.” She told him, kissing him roughly. “Just...give me some guidance, okay?”

“Whatever you say sweet girl,” Nikki smiled as she worked on removing his pants. He smiled at the way she looked at his cock. “What is it (Y/n)?”

“The only one I’ve ever seen was when Vanessa stole a stack of Playgirls from her aunt's house,” (Y/n) admitted. “And a certain brother of mine when he runs through the neighborhood naked on a dare.”

“OH well, don’t be shy he’s really happy to see you,” he chuckled and ran his fingers through her hair. “He loves being played with.” She looked up at him as she shyly wrapped her fingers around him. With a deep breath, she bowed her head and took the tip into his mouth, sucking on it gently. “Shit, just like that sweet girl” He moaned as he bucked his hips at her touch. The pressure was just right for someone who had never done it before. She relaxed and let him slide into her mouth, closing her eyes as she bobbed her head. Vanessa and Athena had given her some tips for if she was ever in the position to lose her v-card. She just didn’t think it was ever going to happen.

“F-f-fuck,” he moaned as he threw his head back. (Y/n) cupped his balls the way Vanessa told her how to, but she wasn’t expecting this reaction. She could feel him twitch in her mouth as she continued to suck on him. That’s when Nikki suddenly pushed her back.

“Did...did I do something wrong?” She asked. She had done something very right and it was going to end the evening a lot sooner if she didn’t stop.

“No, baby girl, It’s just…” he blushed. “If I don’t stop you the night might end too soon and I still haven’t made you cum.” he brought her up and laid her down on the bed. She gasped softly, watching as he worked her out of her panties. “That is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” he smiled at her.

“W-what are you gonna do?” She asked, watching him.

“I’m going to make you see stars sweet girl,” he muttered against her neck as he sucked on her pulse. He trailed down along her body taking her nipples into his mouth sucking on them making them erect. “Mmmmm, your skin tastes so sweet.”

His fingers danced down to her mound his face following after as he licked on long strip along her folds. She was already wet with anticipation and she tasted sweet against his tongue.

“Oh god!” (Y/n) moaned, bucking her hips some. “F-fuck.” The noises she was making was making Nikki harder than he thought he could be. He pushed a finger gently into her hole curling it finding her g-spot. He smiled at the whine she made and moved his finger slowly in and out of her. “N-Nikki…” She gasped. His finger was bigger than hers, and it felt so different than it did the night before. So much better.

Nikki sucked on her clit as he added a second finger. “Cum for me sweet girl let me feel you cum on my fingers,” he went back to sucking on her clit as he moved his fingers faster into her.

“Oh god!” (Y/n) called out as she came around his fingers. Breathing heavy, she glanced down at him to see him smiling. “Wow…” She panted.

“Fun’s not over sweet girl,” he pulled her in for a kiss letting her taste herself on him. She kissed him deeply, keeping her arms wrapped around him.

“You still have to cum, right?” (Y/n) asked.

“I have to make you feel better than what you just felt,” Nikki smirked and went to his jeans to grab a condom. “You think you’re ready for me?”

“You...I don’t think you’re gonna fit…” (Y/n) said, watching him. She was a little nervous. Girls at school always said it hurt the first time.

“Shhhhh,” Nikki caressed her cheek, “I’m going to go nice and slow sweet girl,” he lined up and pushed into her slowly. He bit his lip to keep from spilling. He stopped every inch to get her used to his size until he bottomed out. His hips were flushed with hers as he stayed still letting her adjust to his size. He could see the blood from her walls stretching.  She grabbed onto him, burying her face in his shoulder. It hurt, that was true, but it felt good at the same time.

“Nikki…” She whispered. “M-move.”

NIkki moved slowly at taking long strides. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt her walls clenched around him. She felt nothing like the countless girls he had fucked. But this wasn’t fucking, this was something else, this scared the life out of him. Guys like him don’t get girls like (Y/n).

“Fuck…” (Y/n) gasped into his ear. The pain was starting to fade away. She moved her hips to get more friction. It was feeling amazing.

Nikki began moving faster as her walls slicked up. He took her lips in his and kissed her deeply. He swallowed her moans and screams as he felt her walls flutter around him. He loved the feel of him.

"I'm...I'm close…" she purred. "N-Nikki."

“Cum for me (Y/n). Just relax and let go,” he groaned as he sucked on her pulse and continued his thrusts. He smiled at the feel of her walls fluttering around him as she came he couldn’t hold off and spilled into the condom.

(Y/n) laid there as Nikki rolled off of her and pressed against her side. She felt him gently touching her, offering assurance that she was okay.

"Did I do good?" She asked him.

“Good?” Nikki chuckled. “Sweet girl you were AMAZING!” he pulled her in for a deep kiss. “You give me a couple minutes to rest and we can do it again.”

Nikki and (Y/n) spent the night loving each other over and over and over again. By Midnight, Nikki wrapped (Y/n) in his arms with the blankets over  them as they fell asleep.

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[shadows-in-the-light-of-day]

I was tagged by @irinyaclockworker, who wants to drag me directly to hell, it appears. :D 

Rules: Name ten favorite characters from ten different things (books, tv, film, etc.) then tag ten people. 

1. Master of the Court (The Evillious Chronicles)

Technicallyyyyy it’s not cheating if you list a character with multiple incarnations, right? :D I have a soft spot for Irina in general, probably due to my dear little sister Irinya’s influence, but Court is absolutely a fave because, well...okay, listen, I too think Gallerian is A Dad, and if I were a kid who it’s likely has never really, ah, had a decent guardian or mentor figure before, and has just been shown a lottttt of parental affection for the first time (I mean, she had Lemy back in Sloth Arc, but that’s babie son affection, not parent affection), I’d probably try to emulate that “father” and start sending souls off to hell too. Also, Master of the Court is objectively a bop. 

2. Matsuda Touta (Death Note)

Aw, my first ever fandom fave. Tbh, I probably got a few of my personality quirks from Matsuda. I’d imagine Death Note being the first media I got into after I formed had a lot to do with that. Anyway, there’s a lotttt of dislike for this kid in fandom, on account of him being kinda a dumbass and a very, very clumsy detective. However, he’s a genuine sweetheart, and probably one of the most realistic characters in a show full of geniuses. He questions the morality of both his own side and the side he’s fighting against, and his badass moment in the finale was simultaneously heartwrenching and really, really fulfilling. He’s not perfect by any means, but I’ll defend this silly guy to hell and back. 

3. Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)

Okay, so I haven’t actually gotten to the part of HXH where Alluka shows up yet... But from the few clips I’ve seen of her, I’ve already decided that I will be adopting this child and protecting her from the majority of her biological family at all costs. I mean, look at that little face! She’s just babie... (Additionally, trans rights!!) 

4. Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Ah yes, Kunikida. Everyone I interact with irl asks me “what exactly do you like about him?! he’s annoying!!” To which I say “yes, perhaps, but he’s interesting”. I mean, he’s somehow both the ultimate idealist and the ultimate pragmatist (you can imagine the problems this causes him), who schedules his life down to the second and really, really sucks at showing his friends he cares. So okay, he’s really annoying. But he’s also very loyal, and genuinely tries to make the world better, albeit rather clumsily. Plus, I want his ability. Please give me the power to manifest stuff out of notebook pages, universe. I am begging here. 

5. Ozaki Toshio (Shiki)

While looking for a decent picture of him, I was reminded both of how weird Shiki hairstyles are and of how few screenshots from the show exist. But uh...well, Ozaki is...something, like most of the characters in Shiki. I mean, it really sucks when a sudden summer epidemic turns out to be symptomatic of a vampire invasion, especially when you’re the village doctor in charge of solving this mess. Ozaki’s an extreme pragmatist with good intentions...which, coming straight from Kunikida to him, I’m realizing is a character type that interests me. Guy really needs to quit chainsmoking, though, or he’ll die of lung cancer before the vampires can get to him. 

6. Hazel (Watership Down) 

(I promise I’m not a furry, just a literature nerd.) Despite the fact that I actually...don’t really like the classic movie adaption of Watership Down, I really, really adore Hazel in the novel and every single adaption. (Having spent a good while in the kids’ TV show fandom, I can appreciate the strengths of just about every version.) He isn’t particularly smart or strong, but he’s good at solving conflicts within the group, and some of his plans are, in my opinion, fairly brilliant. Plus, I find it heartwarming how much he cares about his friends’ well-being, as well as trying to solve issues with cunning and a minimum amount of bloodshed. 

7. Sohma Yuki (Fruits Basket)

Today on anime boys I would die for - Yuki! To be fair, I adore basically everyone in Furuba, with a few notable exceptions (*cough*Shigure*cough*), but Yuki will always have a special place in my heart. His arc in the manga focuses a lot on recovering from trauma and putting the past behind you, and while I don’t necessarily agree with his eventual conclusion that forgiving his abusers is the right thing to do, I like that he learns to be kinder and more open with the people around him, and that he genuinely appears to be moving on and healing by the end of the series. (Also, I am sooooo happy with the 2019 reboot anime; it’s doing an excellent job with the story so far, and I can’t wait to see what they’ll do in the future!)

8. Nikki (Love Nikki) 

(This is the part where I started having trouble thinking of characters.) Next up - a dress up game protagonist?! Yeah, okay, so I would absolutely die for most of the Love Nikki squad at this point, but the titular character is a particular favorite. A story that started with her miraculously ending up in a world where everything is solved with dress up competitions has somehow escalated into an actual, all out war, and she’s handling it with surprising courage and determination. Nikki is an absolute sweetheart, and I’m sure she has what it takes to save the world! Anyway this has been a moment with Kiril and now I will be taking a break to cry about this game. 

9. Vincent Nightray (Pandora Hearts)

So now that Fruits Basket is getting a remake, can I pleaseeeee have Pandora Hearts get the same treatment?! Anyway, it was between Vince and Break for this one, but I went with Vince ‘cause, well...that’s a relatable mood, buddy. Vince’s goal is to basically erase himself from existence, and in a manga that imo has a LOT of commentary about mental illness and suicide, I appreciate the existence of a character who...doesn’t immediately feel better once someone tells him destroying himself wouldn’t change anything, but does manage to live a somewhat fulfilling life after the ‘conclusion’ of the main story. ...Okay, I also think he’s really cute, but anyway. That’s that. 

10. Travis Bohannon (The Serpent King)

Aaaaand no image for this one, ‘cause he’s from a fairly obscure and new novel! Being a nerd from Tennessee, I am absolutely the biggest fan of Jeff Zentner’s books in at least the Eastern region, and possibly the world. :D I love all his books, but The Serpent King is especially near and dear to my heart, and I regularly bawl over Travis. He’s what you’d call a gentle giant, I guess; tall, incredibly shy, and obsessed with fantasy novels, his main escape from his absolutely shitty life. The stories he loves eventually give him the courage to take steps to get away from his parents and live his dreams, and I just think that’s a really wonderful and relatable thing. Also Jeff Zentner owes me money for the absolute DEVASTATION of the conclusion of Travis’ character arc. That is all. 

And that’s it! I, uh, don’t really like tagging people, but I’ll tag @levinenoel, @super-lisa and @meadowlarkx, who probably won’t hate me for it and are free to abstain from this meme! :D

[vincess-princess]

(And here finally goes my hogwarts au. The description below is for the whole fic, in the future I’ll be posting charters without it)

Title: Magic of insanity

Author: arnold-layne

Fandom: Harry Potter universe, Motley Crue, occasionally Guns N’ Roses, W.A.S.P., Led Zeppelin and some other bands

Characters: Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee, Vince Neil, Mick Mars, Blackie Lawless, Jimmy Page, etc.

Genre: slash

Rating: Adult content (specifically for some episodes which I’ll mark)

Warning: contains ust, angst, descriptions of violence, underage, obscene language

Description: Nikki Sixx is a sixth-year Hogwarts student with unhealthy high interest in Dark Arts, sex and weed and unhealthy low interest in studying. At first the new school year seems to him just as usual as all previous years had been, but oh, how mistaken he is...

Charter 1.

Word count: 1548

Putting on heels was a mistake, realised Nikki, standing in front of a subway entrance and looking hopelessly at the endless stairs leading under the ground. Not that he hadn’t faced this obstacle before - when you are a London lower-class misfit, subway is usually the only mean of transportation you can afford, - but he definitely didn’t have to carry a huge and hella heavy trunk with him then. The opportunity of calling a taxi was still tempting, but he remembered that if he wasted his money now, he would have nothing left for the trip to Hogsmeade, and shrugged the thought off. Then Nikki tightened his grip on a trunk’s handle and started his long journey down.

There were a few free seats in the train, but after Nikki noticed that not a single one of them was near some pretty girl or guy, he preferred to remain on his feet. As always, he’s got his share of sidelong glances and scowls, but now he wasn’t sure if it was because of his appearance or an enormously huge trunk with something obviously moving inside… oh shit, his igneous lizards must have found their way out of the jar, he realised. He gotta put them back, or his clothes will turn into ashes by the time he arrives to Hogwarts, thought Nikki with horror. Or at least start smelling like smoke, which was no good either.

Once a woman’s voice announced his station, Nikki hurried out of the train only to realise that the stairs down wasn’t even an problem comparing to what he had to face now – the way up.

Ten minutes later, sweaty and out of breath, he finally reached King’s Cross and slipped through the barrier after some family with a visibly shaking first-year whom his parents had almost to carry through the wall because he refused to walk with his own feet. When you were his age you were no better, reminded Nikki himself, but still couldn’t help chuckling. He wasn’t that confused and scared first-year anymore; he was surrounded by wizards, young and old, weirdly dressed or almost indistinguishable from Muggles, and that – that finally was what he really belonged to. Almost nobody stared at him now, assuming, maybe, that he just mistook men’s clothing shop with women’s. It can happen with anybody, though, these Muggles have such weird fashion!

He noticed Tommy almost instantly, for he was towering over the crowd, having almost reached 6’ at his incomplete fifteen years. The boy’s gonna be taller then Nikki in the future, thought he with slight annoyance, but when Tommy noticed him and waved enthusiastically, all his annoyance disappeared. Nikki pushed his way through the crowd, using his trunk as a ram, and only when he approached him, he realised that Tommy was not alone here – of course, his family had come to see him off, just like all normal families do.

Even though they’ve been friends for about four years by now, it was the first time he met Tommy’s family. His mother, as he expected, was thin and beautiful, even after having two kids and god-knows-how-many miscarriages, and Nikki caught himself on not a very friendly thought that he would fuck her if he had a chance. Well, it was no wonder, she was Miss Greece once, remembered he. His sister Athena, a shy fourth-year girl, took after her mother and in the future was going to become just as beautiful. But now she was just a clumsy teenager with acne problems, and only her long wavy hair, just a little longer than Tommy’s, gave that away.

And there was his father. He looked strangely small near his son, and Nikki had to remind himself that 5’9’’ for a man is not that bad, but that didn’t give Tommy any advantage. They wore almost identical suits, but Tommy looked in it so awkwardly that it was obvious he’s been forced to wear it, whereas his father wore it with dignity, even loftiness; Tommy’s hair, even in ponytail, looked like a mop, whereas his father’s haircut looked so neat you couldn’t find a hair sticking out even if you tried; Tommy, always being the tallest, used to slouch a lot, and his father’s proud posture could belong to a member of a royal family. Nikki disliked him immediately.

“Mum, father, - said Tommy with tense, his eyes fixed on him, looking both anxious and hopeful, - meet Nikki”

The moment of shocked silence followed. Tommy’s mother raised her eyebrows in astonishment, and it was noticeable that only her manners prevented her from openly staring at him; however, she nodded gracefully and said amazingly polite, not giving away her emotions even at slightest, “Nice to meet you, Nikki”. He smiled warmly to her as an answer.

“So that’s the young gentleman who Thomas calls his best friend” said his father, squinting his eyes contemptuously and somehow managing to look down upon Nikki, even being a few inches shorter. But even his icy, disdainful tone didn’t manage to make Nikki feel diminished – in fact, it did otherwise, because now he was going to act as ill-behaved as he could, throwing away all that was left from his almost non-existent manners. He caught Tommy’s eye and winked almost unnoticeably – don’t worry, it’ll be alright. “Or should I say «young lady»?” his father continued sarcastically, obviously referring to Nikki’s four inches high heels. Putting them on definitely weren’t a mistake.

“I’m sorry that me wearing heels makes you question my sex” said Nikki, on purpose distorting his slight American accent to an almost unrecognizable level. “But nobody before you had a problem with that” he wasn’t even trying to hide mocking intonations in his voice, “mr. Lee”. Tommy glanced at him with both admiration and fear written on his face.

Mr. Lee’s face whitened with rage. “Well, all these people must have been not of a smart kind” he managed to keep his voice calm when he answered. “I’m quite surprised that you were placed in such honorable house as Slytherin. It seems the Sorting Hat does make mistakes sometimes”.

“Oh, I don’t think so”, Nikki pretended not to notice the hint. “I’m sure it suits me just right”.

“Then, sadly, Slytherin is not what it used to be back in my days” said mr. Lee, pursing his lips. “Anyway, I shall get to the point now, as the train leaves in ten minutes. Thomas is on his fifth year now, which means he’s going to pass his Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations this year. I do hope his results will live up to his family’s standards, but, considering how poor they were before, he’ll have to work hard. I’ve already arranged with some of the teachers, who I happen to know personally, that they’ll take care of him, so there’s only one problem remained: your so-called friendship”

Tommy winced behind mr. Lee’s back. This definitely wasn’t the first time he had to listen to all this - and if mr. Lee decided to talk to Nikki personally, then all these attempts obviously were in vain.

“I’m not going to mention how destructive, scandalous and disreputable I consider it to be…” mr. Lee went on, but Nikki interrupted him.

“You just did that”

“Did what?” mr. Lee was slightly confused, maybe more because he didn’t expect that someone would actually dare to interrupt him than because he forgot what he just said.

“Mentioned that. About our terrible, destructive… how’d you say? – disreputable - friendship. Very nice description indeed, I’ve heard worse”

“How dare you…” started mr. Lee indignantly, but at that moment Hogwarts Express whistled, signaling that there were only five minutes left before departure, and he had to put off the rant about Nikki’s bad manners. “Alright, we don’t have much time left. Thomas, Athena, get on the train now, and I shall have a quick word with mr. Feranna”

Tommy gave him a supporting look and took both his and Nikki’s trunks to get on the train which seemed to irritate his father a lot, though he had to hold back his opinion on that.

“It’s not Feranna anymore” said Nikki “it’s Sixx”

“Nevermind. Well, I’ve heard you’re quite good in certain school subjects so I hope you’re smart enough to understand the importance of my words. I ask you kindly and politely to leave my son alone once and for all. Your friendship does only bad for him, he doesn’t study, doesn’t think of his future, of his family’s honour, even of his inheritance, which is unacceptable. If you back off him, I’ll be quite grateful and maybe even drop a hint to some high-ranking wizards in the Ministry about one gifted student from Slytherin… if not, I shall warn you that I’ll have to take certain actions”

The train whistled one more time. Somebody shouted “Hurry up!”, but Nikki took his time to answer.

“I shall say” answered he finally, “that it’s only Tommy’s business who to be friends with, not mine and definitely not yours. And it’s only up to Tommy to decide, what’s more important to him: friendship or your O.W.L.s and your shitty inheritance. See ya, mr. Lee” and he jumped into the train that already started to move.

[wazafam]

Recess and SpongeBob SquarePants are two of the most popular children's television shows of all time, with each series boasting some vibrant personalities. While SpongeBob took place under the sea, and Recess being set in a school, the two shows have clear similarities in the moral lessons that they teach viewers, all being done within a fun story that is filled with comedy.

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But if the characters of Recess were able to float on down to Bikini Bottom, who would get along, and which characters would fight so much that they'd wind up in detention? Would TJ be able to deal with SpongeBob's energy, and could Squidward cope with Mikey's singing?

10 Would Work: Gretchen Grundler & Karen Plankton

When it comes to the intelligence within these shows, Gretchen Grundler and Karen Plankton are certainly near the top of the list. Gretchen may only be young, but she is wise beyond her years, she studies hard and has a real interest in learning new things.

That is why Karen Plankton would be an ideal friend for her, as she's also smart, and a great conversationalist. While she is a computer, that doesn't mean that Karen lacks personality. Both of these characters can be sassy when they want, and together they'd just have fun learning and doing experiments.

9 Wouldn't Work: King Bob & Patrick Star

King Bob is one of the supporting characters from Recess, and at times he can be a bully, giving nobody any respect within the playground. Bob likes to see himself as someone who is on top and in charge and he has no problem being rude to others, which would likely upset Patrick.

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Patrick is the opposite of Bob, as he is the kindest soul in Bikini Bottom. While he might not be the most intelligent character, he is someone who is caring and simply wants to spend time with his friends, so someone as bossy as Bob wouldn't be a good friend to him.

8 Would Work: Ashley Spinelli & Sandy Cheeks

Ashley Spinelli and Sandy Cheeks are two of the lead characters within their shows, and they both bring a lot of fun to them. They're both loyal friends who will do anything for others if asked, and they provide plenty of comedy to the shows, which would lead to them working well as friends.

However, while they can be friendly characters, both Sandy and Ashley have no problem in showcasing their strength and getting physical either. They're strong female characters who will stand up to anybody, and together, that would make them excellent friends.

7 Wouldn't Work: Miss Finster & Gary

Miss Finster is a grouchy character who doesn't really like others. She has no interest in helping others or being nurturing to people and instead is just focused on doing her job, no matter how strict she has to be with people.

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Miss Finster wouldn't have the patience to try and get to know and understand Gary, which is needed in order to be friends with him. Gary does have a fun personality, much like his owner, and that would only irritate Miss Finster even further.

6 Would Work: Principal Prickly & Mr. Krabs

While Principal Prickly is sometimes seen as the villain of Recess, that isn't really the case. He can be quite grouchy at times, but a lot of that is down to the position he's in as the Principal, which is very similar to Mr. Krabs, who is notorious for being cantankerous.

However, despite both of these characters being a little grumpy (which would work in their favor as friends), they're both soft on the inside. Ultimately, they're just trying to do the best by the businesses that they're involved with, having to deal with a lot of people that they find annoying at times as well.

5 Wouldn't Work: Miss Grotke & Mrs. Puff

Miss Grotke and Mrs. Puff might both be in the teaching profession, but that doesn't mean they'd work out as friends. While Miss Grotke teaches a class and Mrs. Puff teaches people to drive, that's where the similarities end for them.

Miss Grotke is kind and patient, being calm under pressure, always looking to get the best out of others in a reasonable manner. Whereas Mrs. Puff is known for having anger issues at times, particularly when dealing with SpongeBob, and their differing personalities would lead to this being a clash.

4 Would Work: Randall Weems & Plankton

Two villains from their respective shows would work out as great friends if they were to meet. Both Randall and Plankton are sneaky and cunning, hoping to gain any type of advantage over their rivals, no matter what the situation is.

RELATED: SpongeBob SquarePants: 10 Potential Friendships We Would Have Loved To See (That Never Happened)

They're both quite emotional characters as well, which is mainly because they don't get the attention and kindness that they hope to from many others. They might not be the most popular characters in their respective shows, but they'd be great friends to each other, with Randall being someone who would help Plankton as much as possible to get the Krabby Patty recipe.

3 Wouldn't Work: Gus Griswald & Larry The Lobster

Gus Griswald is the sweetest character from Recess and someone who can be emotional at times. He wears his heart on his sleeve and is chatty around his close friends, but in reality, Gus is shy and prefers to keep to himself, which is the opposite of Larry The Lobster.

Larry is always keen to show off as much as possible, letting the rest of Bikini Bottom know just how great he thinks he is. While he is a nice character, for the most part, he'd likely be too much for Gus, which is why they wouldn't get along.

2 Would Work: T.J. Detweiler & SpongeBob SquarePants

The two main characters of their respective shows would become great friends if they were put together, which is mainly due to their neverending energy. Both of these characters push out a huge amount of positivity, always looking to make others happy and go on as many adventures as possible.

While they sometimes make mistakes along the way and can be a little too much at times for some people, together they'd have a lot of fun. Both of them like to be busy at all times and always try their best to help others, with their personalities being so similar, there's no doubt they'd be friends.

1 Wouldn't Work: Vince Lasalle & Squidward Tentacles

Vince Lasalle is seen as one of the coolest kids in class at school, which is mainly due to his sporty and athletic background. However, he is someone who brings a lot of energy to everything that he does, and that is why Squidward wouldn't get along with him.

Squidward's relationship with SpongeBob himself is a great example of why they wouldn't get along. Squidward tolerates SpongeBob, and he would likely do the same with Vince. There would simply be too much energy and excitement for him, and with Vince being a keen talker and Squidward preferring to keep to himself, they simply wouldn't connect.

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YEEHAW BOY DO I LOVE ASK MEMES

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?  -- Pandora

is your room messy or clean? -- sorta in between, but people say im kinda  a clean freak

what color are your eyes? --Slate blue

do you like your name? why?-- Yes!! Its v masculine and its unusual enough that you dont see it everywhere.

what is your relationship status?-- single,,,

describe your personality in 3 words or less -- stardust crybaby 

what color hair do you have? -- dark brown

what kind of car do you drive? color? -- I DONT LMAO. I’d like a lil red smart car tho

where do you shop? -- the?? store? mostly amazon if thats what you mean.

how would you describe your style? -- stoner skater chic

favorite social media account -- twitter.

what size bed do you have? -- super single.

any siblings? -- a brother, a sister, a half sister, and a brother-in-law

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?b-- melbourne, Australia. I found Australia to be a lively an fascinating country, and I want a place like Boston as far from Boston as possible. 

favorite snapchat filter?-- UHHh i dont have snapchat but i like the one w the round glasses and the bear

favorite makeup brand(s) -- I dont really wear makeup.

how many times a week do you shower? -- At least 4 times a week, if not more.

favorite tv show? -- I like pawn stars and anything with steve harvey bc im basic.

shoe size? -- womens 9 1/2

how tall are you? -- 5′7′’

sandals or sneakers? -- sandals

do you go to the gym? -- i,, try to?? 

describe your dream date -- picnic, under the stars, with lost of handholding and cuddles,,,, but i’d settle for anything.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? -- UHm, 47 cents,,,

what color socks are you wearing? -- im not :^0

how many pillows do you sleep with? -- three

do you have a job? what do you do? -- I used to work at a Renaissance faire. 

how many friends do you have? -- al, yui, trevon, sage, kawoie, uhhh,,, yeah 5. 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? -- I dumped a entire iced coffee on some white supremacist at dunkies, but that’s arguably the best thing  ive ever done.

whats your favorite candle scent? -- rose

3 favorite boy names -- Alexander, Dave, Damien

3 favorite girl names -- Circe, Jane, Robin

favorite actor? -- i dont really have one

favorite actress? -- see above

who is your celebrity crush? -- I never saw the point in crushing on celebrities, but the chick who plays Daisy Buchanan in the new great gatsby HOOOOLLLY SHIT i cant tell if shes face goals or wife goals.

favorite movie? -- OK SO I LIKE SUPER TERRIBLE MOVIES AND MEGA PIRANHA TAKES THE CAKE

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? -- i read sparingly but i love American Gods by Neil Gaiman

money or brains? brains.

do you have a nickname? what is it? -- yes, people call me Vinny, or Vince

how many times have you been to the hospital? --at least 3 times for inpatient stays.

top 10 favorite songs --OKOK, so “Starlight Starshine” by Steam Powered Giraffe, “We’ve Never Met But can we have a Coffee or Something” by in Love with a Ghost, “Rabbit Hole” by Go! Child, “Otter Pop” by Shawn Wasabi, “BTSTU” by Jai Paul, “Goodbye To a World” by Porter Robinson, “Sad Machine” (Remix) by Anamanaguchi, “No Title” by REOL, “Bubble Tea” by Dark Cat, and “Oh Glory” by Panic! at the Disco.

do you take any medications daily?  -- yup yup!

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) -- regular, i think?

what is your biggest fear? -- being alone ;^;

how many kids do you want? -- depends on how many my partner wants. I kinda want none, but i’d bend to one adopted child.

whats your go to hair style? -- shaved almost bald.

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) -- small country house in the suburbs.

who is your role model? -- ISABELLA BENNET

what was the last compliment you received? -- “Youre looking really good”

what was the last text you sent? -- “hey so chuck e cheese is getting rid of the animatronic band”

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? -- SANTA IS REAL FUCK YOU I HAVE PROOF

what is your dream car? -- lil red smart car.

opinion on smoking? -- I dont particularly like smoking, as its really bad for your health and the health of those around you, but its your choice, i cant stop you.

do you go to college? -- in like. two weeks.

what is your dream job? -- actor for small obscure stage shows.

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? -- suburbs.

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? -- yes. youre supposed it.

do you have freckles? -- only in the summer

do you smile for pictures? -- absolutely!

how many pictures do you have on your phone? -- well over 400.

have you ever peed in the woods? -- once

do you still watch cartoons? -- yes

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? -- neither theyre gross. 

Favorite dipping sauce? -- honey mustard

what do you wear to bed? -- pajamas

have you ever won a spelling bee? -- YES!! i was so happy omg.

what are your hobbies? -- drawing, painting, cosplay, swimming, roleplaying

can you draw? -- yup!

do you play an instrument? -- yes I play the ukulele

what was the last concert you saw? -- ,,,,, i dont want to talk about it,

tea or coffee? --coffee

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? -- dunkies all the way m dude

do you want to get married? -- yes.

what is your crush’s first and last initial? -- mORE LIKE FUCK YOU

are you going to change your last name when you get married? -- maybe?

what color looks best on you? -- Red

do you miss anyone right now? -- yes ;^;

do you sleep with your door open or closed? -- closed

do you believe in ghosts? -- not really

what is your biggest pet peeve? -- the sound of metal against ceramics

last person you called`-- my aunt lucy

favorite ice cream flavor? -- strawberry! :3c

regular oreos or golden oreos? -- neither, the key lime ones.

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? -- rainbow!

what shirt are you wearing?-- my nightshirt. it has hello kitty on it and says “ is it friday yet”

what is your phone background? -- pink roses

are you outgoing or shy? -- somewhere in between

do you like it when people play with your hair? -- YES HOLY Shit please play w my hair,,,

do you like your neighbors?-- eh theyre..... yeah no.

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? -- yeah, usually when I shower.

have you ever been high? -- no and i dont intend on it.

have you ever been drunk? -- more that id like to have been thats for certain.

last thing you ate? -- salad

favorite lyrics right now --  “All my life I wish I broke mirrors instead oof promises”

summer or winter? -- summer!

day or night? -- night!

dark, milk, or white chocolate? -- dark. the darker the better.

favorite month? -- october

what is your zodiac sign -- im on the pieces aquarius cusp

who was the last person you cried in front of? the doctor at inpatient.

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Hubert Lenoir is a welcome breath of fresh air.

The 24-year-old singer from Quebec arrived for your Friday interview fresh-faced and appearing a little bit shy. That’s a bit of a surprise if you’ve ever seen the singer perform live.

Lenoir is one of 10 artists shortlisted for the Polaris prize for 2018. His album Darlène has picked up a lot of momentum and his sound and look are fresh and exciting. After seeing Hubert Lenoir perform in front of a packed audience at Rouyn-Noranda’s L’Agora des Arts during FME 2018, we can tell you, he’s got a very good chance of winning.

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Hubert showed himself to be smart and confident as we talked. When asked about how he felt about having English Canada take notice of his work, he expressed his gratitude and went on to mention that with this being his first album he didn’t really have to wait long for that recognition. He wanted to make an album that would be accessible to all. Hubert referenced the saying “music is an international language” and he expressed that it’s great to see his music being well received in Quebec but also around the world.

We talked a little bit about the album Darlène and how Hubert had written about the time when he was in high school/college/living with his parents. His life is very different now with touring and the new material he’s working on is about the present, about him, it’s much more personal.

He’s surprised by the attention he’s receiving and it’s not something he could have predicted. Lenoir admitted he was a shy kid so it’s something he works on.

He sees his music as something that’s growing, each song being another part of a masterpiece. Furthermore, the goal is to keep making music and try not to get distracted. Writing is the driving force and while he likes touring, studio time is his favourite.

We love to ask artists who they’re listening to and Hubert’s list was fun and varied, including Jazz Impressions of Black Orpheus by Vince Guaraldi Trio (1962), God’s Plan by Drake, Godspeed, Steely Dan, and lots of experimental ambient music. He tries to listen to one or two hours of new music every day.

We came close to stumping Hubert with our dream venue question but he quickly recovered and admitted he loves playing small clubs but when pressed he reached for the top and gave up Wembley Stadium as his dream venue. When I commented that it was a big goal, Hubert replied with a smile and “I dream big”.

We expect to see many of those dreams coming true in the future.

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A few hours later we arrived at L’Agora des Arts and by the time Hubert Lenoir took the stage the venue was packed. The atmosphere was excited and the energy was high. Fans danced and sang along. It was hot, sweaty hot and Hubert removed layer after layer until he was shirtless to the delight of fans.

His bandmates were tight and the sound was rich. Hubert had the audience right where he wanted them, and he knew just what to do with them. That was entertainment.

More Photos of Hubert Lenoir at FME 2018

Darlène, Hubert Lenoir at FME 2018 Hubert Lenoir is a welcome breath of fresh air. The 24-year-old singer from Quebec arrived for your Friday interview fresh-faced and appearing a little bit shy.

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the thing journal: 4.23.2017

the seven or so new things i took in over the last week. in this post: hebrews, summertime ‘06, drive, panic station, copacetic, The End of the Tour, here, teens of denial, and Anomalisa

1) Hebrews, by Say Anything: Yes hello hi I am the sort of person who will take a walk on Easter Sunday morning and listen to an album called Hebrews with a song called "Six Six Six." I really admired what this album was able to do. I didn't even realize there weren't any guitars on the album until I checked the Wikipedia page; I spent the entire time thinking, here it is, the most conventional Say Anything record in years, this has a really interesting sound, wonder how they were able to do it, ohhhhhh it IS weird after all!

2) Summertime '06, by Vince Staples: This was an album that was as good as everyone said it was two years ago. ..I'm supposed to write actual things, but like what do y'all want? Vince Staples is great. I really dug the thing he put out last year, and I REALLY dug the two-year-old thing he did. There's like fifty different people in hip-hop who are doing really incredible things and I wish I had time to give all of them their proper appreciation, like I'm two years behind on this, I still haven't gotten to Syd's thing from earlier this year, I still have the new Freddie Gibbs in the queue, evidently there's someone named Kamaiyah I oughta check out, there's so much cool stuff happening in a dozen different places. It Is Hard To Keep Up With The Kids These Days, is the central thesis of this and any post in the journal.

3) Drive, by Shayna Leigh: This pop album I picked up because this person followed me on Twitter is very good. I appreciate the follow, and I hope they enjoyed the content I posted before I scrammed. ...Is that the past tense of "scram?" It's not scrum. Before I high-tailed it on outta there. This was a very good album review.

4) Panic Stations, by Motion City Soundtrack: I can't help but weigh this against Yellowcard's farewell album, but only because Yellowcard's farewell album was sort of perfect? It didn't make my year-end Top 20, and I think it's listed in the index with a B+, but as the culmination of Yellowcard's career, it works. And maybe it's because I didn't keep up with MCS the same way I kept up with Yellowcard, but this felt to me like a collection of Motion City Soundtrack songs. That's fine! There's a lot of value in a collection of MCS songs! It's not what I hope for from finales, though.

5) Copacetic, by Knuckle Puck: hey everyone it's a hardcore-leaning pop/punk album i mostly liked, who wants to hear opinions. they are especially Good because i listened to it at 3 am. where are you going? engage with this post. it’s a good post, with quality content.

6) The End of the Road, dir. James Ponsoldt: god help me but i loved this movie about two white dudes who had a five-day-long talk the one time This is such a profound film, though. The relationship between the interviewer and the subject is so well-defined, the subject being keenly aware of everything the interviewer is trying to do, the interviewer trying to stay one step ahead of the subject and, to some extent, dazzle him, but it never feels like hate, it feels like two people who might otherwise get along being aware of an artifice. And just, like, the examination of what it means to be a writer -- like, just saying, David Foster Wallace is a normal dude who likes junk food and goes to dances and starts drama over ex-girlfriends, but has also experienced some profound loneliness and views the world through that lens, that's just a brilliant tack for this film to take (and fucking hell, having to write the screenplay for a film about one of the greatest writers of the modern age and have it hold up to that expectation is insane), to boil writing down to its essence and say it's all about how someone showing other people how they see the world, without ever actually saying it out loud or even being about writing. Or anything, really. Like, this is one of those movies I love that I probably wouldn't recommend to a friend, because it'd be really weird to say, "Hey, watch this almost-plotless movie about two smart dudes who talk a bunch. They visit Minneapolis. We live there! I saw my bus stop in this movie!"

7) Here, by Alicia Keys: ...So like, did we all just kinda not listen to this album last year? 'Cuz I thought this was kinda fucking brilliant, like a more accessible version of the Solange record. (Yes, Bob, those are two records by black women featuring spoken interludes. Valid comparison. Very good. Not #problematic at all.) Listen jMaybe it's because she went to The Voice and we all sort of assumed her career was over, since that's what The Voice is at this point, a retirement home for only our most charming pop stars. I thought this was vibrant and deep and Actually About Something, though, given that I wasn't expecting much, I might just be grading this against my expectations. I dunno, it's dope. Alicia Keys makes great songs. Maybe I just wasn't on the right Twitter?

8) Teens of Denial, by Car Seat Headrest: So like. I know Beach Slang. I love Beach Slang. I didn't necessarily need a 70-minute version of a Beach Slang album when I could have listened to a Beach Slang album like three times in that same span. I like a lot of this. There's just so much, though. None of these songs should be six minutes long, but like all of them are, though. I don't recall my own adolescence being this meandering. It lasted seven years and every emotion was felt intensely. I don't know what the hell kind of teens these dudes are talking about.

9) Anomalisa, dir. Charlie Kaufman & Duke Johnson: imagine if charlie kaufman had been writing animated movies this whole time. it might've been the best and worst thing if charlie kaufman had always been trying to access the full range of his imagination. This made for a kinda cool double bill with The End of the Tour. A quite depressing double bill, a double bill centered around the concept of loneliness, but hey, these are the movies I watch. There was a line in The End of the Tour about how shy people are inherently self-absorbed, their inability to relate to others causing them to retreat deep into their own mind, and Anomalisa is sort of that line fleshed out into its own thing, how loneliness can spiral deeper and deeper until you're not even able to tell other people apart. The man is trying to find a connection, but the second he finds it, he starts looking for flaws, and once he sees his connection as a person and not just an idea, they become just another person, and it's this sad, beautiful idea, the fact of this lonely man letting his loneliness spin so deep into self-absorption that he can't even stand the thought of a companion being flawed. (There's also the fact that, when his connection presents their insecurities, he's willing to say he forgives them for those flaws, but when something comes up the connection hasn't previously disclosed, it irks him and causes him to lose that connection. He wants to be the one to wipe away the tears, but he doesn't want to be the one to live with a fork clicking against teeth, and the more I'm thinking about that, the more subtly evil I think the main character is, how he's chasing the big moments but can't stand to live in an actual world with real people.) This is a movie about a bad person with a misanthropic attitude. It's beautiful! Check it out, team! I gave it $20 when it was just an idea, and baby, I'm glad I funded a stop-motion cunnilingus scene!

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Unusual Asks

GUnusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? SoundCloud

is your room messy or clean? Spotless!

what color are your eyes? Brown.

do you like your name? why? Neutral. Don’t love it or hate it.

what is your relationship status? Single.

describe your personality in 3 words or less - Serious but fun

what color hair do you have? Brown. Almost black.

what kind of car do you drive? color? Red 2004 Alero.

where do you shop? Express and Nike!

how would you describe your style? Simple.

favorite social media account - Twitter

what size bed do you have? Full

any siblings? Yes. 3 older sisters.

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? Italy. I love the landscape, the culture and the people.

favorite snapchat filter? Not sure.

favorite makeup brand(s) - NA

how many times a week do you shower? 7 at least.

favorite tv show? I don’t really watch TV but probably Family Guy.

shoe size? 11.5

how tall are you? 5′10″

sandals or sneakers? Sandals

do you go to the gym? I try to at least 3 times a week.

describe your dream date - Dinner in a quaint restaurant is all I need.

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? $0

what color socks are you wearing? Black

how many pillows do you sleep with? Just one.

do you have a job? what do you do? Yes. I’m an engineering intern at the Iowa Department of Transportation. 

how many friends do you have? Oh boy... Aimee, Jocelyn, Kat, Nick, Alan, Matt, Alex, Sydney, Jeremy, Alexis, Marena, Taylor, Kate, Arthur, Solveig... at least that many.

whats the worst thing you have ever done? Quite personal... but I got into a fist fight once and I deeply regret it to this day.

whats your favorite candle scent? Depends on the season but during winter it’s apple cinnamon 

3 favorite boy names - Tate, Vince and Matt

3 favorite girl names - Emily, Veronica, Evelyn 

favorite actor? Oh tough one... Cliché Ashton Kutcher?

favorite actress? Sandra Oh!

who is your celebrity crush? - Matty Healy

favorite movie? - Under the Tuscan Sun (no shame)

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?- I actually just picked up reading recently. I’m currently reading a book called “What We Knew”. It’s a collection of interviews of daily life inside Nazi Germany and they interview German Jews, Nazi party members and German citizens at the time.

money or brains? Definitely brains. I don’t care much for money.

do you have a nickname? what is it? A lot of people call me Andy.

how many times have you been to the hospital? Quite a few. Can’t count.

top 10 favorite songs - Okay a lot of them are going to be by The 1975 haha. So the ones by The 1975 are... The Sound, Heart Out, She Way Out, Paris, A Change of Heart, This Must Be My Dream, Girls, She’s American... That’s 8/10 so idk the other 2.

do you take any medications daily? I do not.

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) - Oil as shit.

what is your biggest fear? - My life being stagnant.

how many kids do you want? - Just one or two.

whats your go to hair style? I’ve had the same hair style for years. Just kind of flipped up in front.

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) - I’ve thought about this so much recently. My dream house is just a small apartment in a city center of a charming European city like Rome. I definitely do not want a big house.

who is your role model? - I have a lot. But the engineers I used to work for and the professors I currently have are who I want to be someday.

what was the last compliment you received? - My dad told me I was super smart.

what was the last text you sent? “Could I pull these off?” - outgoing text to Aimee about a pair of pants I want to but.

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? - I think 8 or 9

what is your dream car? - No car. I hate driving.

opinion on smoking? I don’t care if other people do it but I personally don’t.

do you go to college? Yes. I’m technically a senior (4th year) civil engineering student at Iowa State University.

what is your dream job? Bridge Engineer

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? I don’t care much for the suburbs so I guess rural? Depends where though.

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? No I hate that stuff.

do you have freckles? No

do you smile for pictures? Yes even though I don’t like my smile.

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 2,800.... I still haven’t removed my pictures from when I went to Europe last summer.

have you ever peed in the woods? Yes.

do you still watch cartoons? Family Guy

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? I’ve actually never been to Wendy’s.

Favorite dipping sauce? - I never use dipping sauce.

what do you wear to bed? Sweatpants

have you ever won a spelling bee? I have actually. In third grade.

what are your hobbies? I LOOOOVE studying foreign languages. It’s how I taught myself French. Also enjoy reading and running.

can you draw? Nooooo not at all.

do you play an instrument? Nope.

what was the last concert you saw? Oh boy... Third Eye Blind?

tea or coffee? Coffee lately but I still enjoy tea.

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Starbucks.

do you want to get married? Haven’t decided.

what is your crush’s first and last initial? I actually don’t have a crush at the moment.

are you going to change your last name when you get married? Probably not.

what color looks best on you? I think red.

do you miss anyone right now? Of course.

do you sleep with your door open or closed? Always closed.

do you believe in ghosts? Not really...

what is your biggest pet peeve? When people don’t do what they say they’re going to do.

last person you called`- My father

favorite ice cream flavor? - Raspberry

regular oreos or golden oreos? - Regular for sure.

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Rainbow!!

what shirt are you wearing? A sweater

what is your phone background? A picture of Rome

are you outgoing or shy? Usually pretty shy.

do you like it when people play with your hair? I guess?

do you like your neighbors? I haven’t met them

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? - Usually in the morning

have you ever been high? - A few times

have you ever been drunk? Oh yes

last thing you ate? Pizza from Papa John’s. Definitely did not need the calories

favorite lyrics right now - “We’re all human, we’re just like you man”

summer or winter? Summer. I am not a fan of winter at all.

day or night? Day.

dark, milk, or white chocolate? White chocolate

favorite month? June

what is your zodiac sign - Gemini

who was the last person you cried in front of? Marena a loooong time ago.