#and now im adding nick to the mix

[savagebisand]

I'm actually starting to be of the opinion that nick is the more manipulative mastermind one out of the lot once he's suspicious or hurt enough which means Boston is in some serious dangerous waters and I can't wait to see him taste some of his own medicine right back. I was of the belief nick was going to just fall apart in Boston's scheming cunning hands before but it actually seems like he's going to use some of Bostons own tactics to put him in the uncomfortable position for once.

Something I've wondered since the trailer is that everyone eventually finds out about Boston and Top but how? Whose responsible for making Boston face those consequences? I think it genuinely might be Nick with Sands help. Which would also explain why nick is upset at sand for something he's done to Boston which makes nick feel "embarrassed" and sand is so angry when he tells nick that Boston is a shit person anyway. He clearly has the context Boston doesn't value anyone's feelings let alone nicks by next episode and that's only episode four. So what on earth is Boston going to have done by further down the line to nick that makes sand that upset?

I'm tempted to believe that because nick wants to play a long game with Boston after finding out about Top, he starts getting suckered in again and Sand, being Sand, isn't about to let that happen to his friend so he reminds Boston that nick is more inexperienced or something which causes nick to feel like he's lost a bit of the equal footing he's gained through sitting pretty and silent with Boston's manipulations to Boston's face but in reality doing things like bugging cars, snooping into his personal belongings etc. All that confidence nick has gained by being sly and now he feels stupid and inadequate again.

[lovechrisowen]

-party-

THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FAN FIC SO PLEASE DONT BE TOO HARSH!!

matt x reader

warnings: smut smut smut, cursing. think that’s abt it

don’t read if your not okay with smut.

i was getting ready. on the floor,sitting infront of long mirror in matt’s room. i finished my makeup adding some setting spray to hopefully set my makeup for the long night ahead of me. i stood up,flattening out my skirt,as matt walked in. he stood there and smiled at me whilst i fixed my hair. we’ve been friends for the longest. i always felt some sort of romantic connection with him but pushed those feelings down since i didn’t think he’d feel the same. i looked over at him and exchanged the smile he was giving me. “you look pretty y/n” he said. i felt butterflies grow in my stomach. “thanks mattt” i replied stretching out his name. i thought of what to say, “you look quite handsome yourself” i said with a smile. i saw as his face burned up with the cutest shade of pink. “well thank you y/n” he says as he places a hand over his chest. i giggle at his gesture as he exchanges a smile. we hear a knock on the door followed by the voice of chris. “are you guys ready the uber is here!” he slightly yells “yup! we’re ready” matt says as he looks me. we both walk out the the driveway where the uber waits and we all get in the uber sitting down.

matt’s pov:

we pull up to the party, already hearing the loud music from outside the house. we thank the uber driver as we all start walking up to the door. i let y/n enter first. as she’s walking i see her skirt slightly ride up revealing her lace panties. i start to burn up. i’ve never thought about y/n like this. chris and nick start to lead us to the kitchen to grab drinks. me and y/n follow them there. as chris and nick start mixing drinks i can’t help but think about how y/n would look with her hands wrapped around my dick. y/n asks me, “want me to mix you a drink matt?” snapping me out of my trance. “s-sure” she smiles at me before grabbing two cups and heading to the cooler to grab ice. god. i couldn’t stop thinking about her. i felt as my dick kept getting harder and harder. as y/n grabs the ice, her skirt rides up even more showing her clothed pussy. fuck. i lean against the counter adjusting my self trying to hide my, now hard, dick. y/n comes back to the counter with both of our drinks and hands one too me. “pretty sweet. think you’ll like it” she says with a smile on her face. how would her face look wrapped around my cock?.. “matt?” she says looking at my softly. “oh uh.. y-yea? sorry” “you okay?” she says placing a hand on my arm, sending shivers through my body. “y-yea im fine” i say with a slight smile. “okayy “ she says. god she’s fucking gorgeous.

y/n’s pov:

i sit up on the counter as i drink my drink. i tried to put as much vodka in my cup as i could, still making it not too bitter. i down my drink trying to get drunk as fast as possible. i looked around the crowded and saw chris talking to a girl and nick talking to a boy. a smile grew on my face, i was happy for nick. i couldn’t help but think about how matt complimented me earlier. did he think i looked pretty, or was he just being respectful. as i’m thinking matt looks slightly up at me. “ this is pretty good y/n” he says bringing the cup up to his mouth to continue drinking “glad you liked it matthew” i say with a smile on my face. i could already feel the alcohol kicking in. i could see it in matt’s face as well. i get down from the counter and prepare me and matt another drink before asking him if he would want to go outside with me. “sure” he responds. i grab his hand as i guide him outside to the backyard. we sit on the grass looking up at the starry sky. “you look beautiful y/n” i looked over to see matt smiling at me. i felt my face burn up. “you’re looking very hot yourself” i say without thinking. fuck. “is that so?“ “yup.. sure is” i respond now fully embarrassed that i just said that out loud. “ you know, i’ve been eyeing you this whole night y/n” “that skirts been riding up all night.” he reached over and cups my cheek “i hate seeing guys look at you.” “why is that matty” i say with a smirk on my face “you just look so fucking hot in that skirt, i know they’re thinking the same” “can i kiss you.” he says. i feel a knot build in my stomach. was he really asking me this. i nodded at him as he connected our lips. it was short and soft before he grabbed my hips and straddled me on his lap. he kissed me roughly as if he’s been waiting his whole life for it. i feel his hard cock against my core. this only made me wetter. he stopped our kissing as he looked at me, his lips red and glossy covered in both out saliva. “let’s go somewhere more private princess” princess? he stands up reaching a hand out in order to help me up as well. he holds my hand as he guides me through the crowded house, arriving at the bathroom. we walk in as he turns and shuts the door locking it. he turns to me and connects our lips. the kiss was hungry and needy. he picked my up and set me on the bathroom counter. he began to kiss me again as he moved down to my jaw making me wince at the sensitive skin only making him groan in response. he moves down to my neck nipping at the sensitive skin. slowly he reaches the hem of my top. “can i take this off princess?” i nod at him. “words baby. use your words.” “yes m-matt. you can take it off” i practically whimper out. he rips off my shirt looking at my breasts. “your so fucking pretty” he began to suck on my nipple clamping the other inbetween his fingers. i throw my head back. “fuck..matt” moans escape my mouth as i feel his breath against my skin. he moves down to my stomach. “m-matt.. stop t-teasing” i whimper out. “what do you want baby..” “i want to feel you inside me m-matt.. please just..just fuck me” hearing this he slides off my skirt and spreads my legs. “what a pretty pussy..” he kisses my inner thighs until he flattens out his tongue and licks a stripe up my pussy. “your so wet baby.. so worked up just for me” he stands up bringing his finger up to my mouth

“suck”

he says . instantly i take his fingers into my mouth and suck his fingers as i moan slightly against his fingers.once he felt they were wet enough he took them out of my mouth bringing them to my entrance and slowly sliding them in. i moan and whimper as i feel him slowly curl his finger inside of me. “m-matt.. fuck.. please.. i want to feel your dick i-inside me” i whine as he takes out his fingers leaving me to feel empty without his fingers inside of me . he slides off his jeans and boxers at once as his dick springs up hitting his stomach. my eyes widen as i see his length. “can you handle this baby” matt says as he jerks his dick. “yes m-matt…please just f-fuck me.” he slides his dick up and down my pussy before lining himself up with my entrance. he sticks his tip in causing me to moan. he slowly slides the rest of his length into me allowing me to adjust his size. “move matt p-please” he starts to thrust into me, moans and whimpers leave my mouth as he fucks me. he brings his thumb up to my clit and starts to rub. this only making the sensation feel better. “you feel good baby… my dick stretching out your pussy?” he groans. i nod as he continues at a faster pace. i look up at him, his eyes full on lust and satisfaction. he throws his head back “fuck princess i’m close..” his words making me wince “me too matty” “let go baby” with those words i felt the knot in my stomach releasing. “mmh fuck yea baby… cum all over my cock” you moan as you ride out your high matt slowing down with his thrusts. he pulls out of you jerking himself above your stomach as he releases all over you. groans and moans release his mouth as he throws his head back and bites his lip. “fuck baby.. your so perfect” he reached for a towel dampening it and cleaning up both of our arousal from my body. he helped me off of the counter putting his clothes back on and helping me get dressed as well. he places a kiss on my cheek as we walk outside of the restroom and to the kitchen. “care for another drink mr. matthew?” i say with a smirk on my face. “why yes i do sweetheart” “coming right up sir” we both giggle. “here you go” he sips out of his cup. “thanks, wanna go get something to eat?” “sure” i was actually hungry i hadn’t eaten anything all day. we walk out to the driveway and order an uber. “hey..y/n” he asks me almost whispering. “yea?..” i was nervous, i could feel my hands start sweating and a knot start to build in my stomach. “would you maybe want to be my girlfriend? if not that’s completely fine like i’d understand if you wouldn’t want to be im just maybe saying because-“ he started to nervously ramble on. “yes matt i’d love to be your girlfriend” i say with a smile glancing back at him. “phew okay because i totally thought that you would say no cuz-“ i connect our lips, cutting off his sentence. i can feel as we both smile into the gentle soft kiss. we pull away and start to entangle our hands in one another.

phew okay i kinda hate this but it’s okay hopefully u liked it..

[vampirevatican]

HI I LOVE UR JUDD WRITINGS!!! theyre like,, kefhipefhkjfhsdjfhweiofhiof. but, i have a request! most judd x readers i see are where like, his s/o is a sweet person or whatever. and i agree that is PROBABLY whats best for him, yes, but what if he had a s/o whos like him? like similar personality wise. what do you think?

EEEEEEEEE, sorry got very excited. firstly thank you so much, i try. secondly this has been a constant and now i get to tackle it

remember the valentine's episode? the green haired girl with the blue eyes and she looked pretty nu goth or nu metal??

yeah something like that would be in his ball park too and i think he'd have just as much fun

maybe a bit more?? nothing against the softies but i feel like he'd be able to let loose more, and get up to devious activities with them w/o stressing for them?

that is to say, for the opposites, they could commit crimes but that ranges on who im writing for and with that in mind also goes for the success of the crime

someone like him? yeah we're talking goth/punk/emo bonnie and clyde

vandalism, arson, petty theft and other light crimes

they both terrorize nick and his friends, it's necessary

someone like this? would probably be friends with jessi and lola. probably teach missy how to live a little w/o getting caught

y'all are definitely matching sometimes, sometimes it's the hair or accessories

they actually get him to dress up sometimes, like wearing rings

they'll do his eye makeup and he does yours

the raccoons are y'all's kids, i swear

pet possums are added to the mix, maybe rats

judd's parents? if they were to meet his other half then they'd be supportive but also a bit worried. elliot is expecting complete darkness to take over the world, bc there can't be two judd's.

again, loves seeing them kick ass and would join in if they needed help

overall there's definitely intimate and sweet moments but there's also so much crime or like creepy/crazy added to it

[ghoulishomens]

poly nick and noah bringing home a pretty boy from the bar. it was gonna be a little filthy but they like him so much it ends up being so gentle and… still filthy.

I AM SO SORRY THAT I AM JUST NOW GETTING TO THIS I AM JUST A PRO AT PROCRASTINATING

im making the reader the pretty boy mwah

It's a casual night. You're sitting at the bar, people watching, knowing damn well you'll never have the confirmation to go up to people. You just quietly sip on your drink. You watch as the beautiful men and women pass by. Honestly, you're contemplating going home. You don't really like it here anyway. You wanted to get your mind off things. Your train of thought is crashed by two guys approaching you. One is fucking freakishly tall while the other, still tall, but not a fucking sky scraper.

They both appear to be in some kind of band. Maybe it's the tattoos that gave it away or the way their voices sound. Either way, you're fucking hooked in on them. You're trying way too hard to seem approachable, and the tall guy, whose name is Noah (you somehow got his name despite your gawking), notices and tries to calm you down.

You chat for a bit, but you're still distracted by their beauty. SERIOUSLY, how are people this fucking HOT?! They mention how they're in a band so you were right about that and how they're in a relationship. They fit each other well now that you look at it. You can feel your heart speed up as they mention something about wanting to try poly relationship stuff and how you !!YOU!! caught their eye and wanted to know if !!YOU!! wanted to go home with them.

Well, of course you went home with them. They're hot, they're nice. The car ride there was just them touching you and Nick kissing on your neck. You physically have to hold your thighs from trembling. You could already tell this was gonna be a fun night.

You already lost your shirt in the car as they're kissing you into their shared house. You're a fit of giggles as you fall back on the bed. Noah throws himself into the bed beside you and feels up your side. Nick gets behind you and kisses your shoulder.

To be completely honest, you haven't felt this safe or relaxed in years. All you do is just close your eyes, cuddle into the bed, and fall into their embrace. Noah sees it, and instead of the original plan of rearranging your guts. They decide to take it easy with you.

Noah pulls you into his arms. You finally notice how fucking broad he is. Nick gets behind you and sensually takes your jeans off. You're left in your boxers, and that's good enough for them. Nick takes your cock out and slowly moves his hand up and down your dick. It's both soothing and arousing.

Noah takes it upon himself to pet your hair and kiss you, cradling you in his comforting arms. The comfort mixed with the arousal is just adding onto the pleasure of Nick's hand.

It's all a daze from there. You don't even realize when you cum until Noah mentions how you've made a mess all over him. He doesn't even give you the time to react before he reassures you that it's okay.

You mutter something about sleep. It's not your fault that you get sleepy when you feel comforted and have an orgasm on top of that. You feel yourself fall asleep to the sound of Noah's giggles and the feeling of Nick's hands gently cleaning you up.

If they needed another boyfriend, you'd be first in line <333

[starl1tsky]

ok so. boston gatsby musical. overall? i enjoyed it, had a great time watching it, etc.... HOWEVER. cons first then pros. and then stuff i had mixed feelings on.

a) they took gatsby's teeth out. he was wayyy too nice. also not charismatic enough. like i feel like a gatsby should suck the air out of a room bc you're too busy staring at him. like those gayass vampires from the vampire show. anyway he was dorky and like sweet and shit and im like that is NOT jay gatsby!!!! that is a musical theater mfa.

b) daisy was also a yass queen white feminist instead of like. the ideal that gatsby obsesses over which like ok, fleshing out female characters, wtver, but daisy SUCKS SO HARD like she killed that girl. did daisy buchanan successfully utilize girl power when she vehicular manslaughtered her husband's mistress. also they were leaning so hard into the class thing that it might've been better to like uh idk TALK ABOUT CLASS??? BC DAISY IS ALL ABOUT CLASS SHE IS LITERALLY THE REPRESENTATION OF THE UPPER CLASS?????

b part 2) they also changed it so that daisy actually totally did want to marry gatsby and her mom forced her to marry tom which imo removes a lot of nuance from the story like??? its not a fucking love story????!!! daisy was NOT about to marry gatsby when he was poor like. let's not try to make daisy something she isn't.

c) ok so they basically made it so gatsby was Native American and like pretending to be white and that in and of itself is NOT a con, i think that's an interesting way to deal with the whole new money/reinvention thing. HOWEVER it felt very shoehorned in bc it was literally only mentioned in the last song when gatsby's dad came to bury him. and then the finale was like #landback which is all well and good but again let's maybe try and have one cohesive theme (class tensions) before we try to add things into the final two songs. because that is not the place to add themes.

d) this isn't so much a con as a ???? but jordan??? what the fuck was she doing there. she like was an exposition drop for nick like twice and then she just stood there and had a verse in like two songs and made out with people. the actress was very hot so it was okay but like. what was she doingggggg.

e) i LOVE florence + the machine however. the music was GOOD, objectively speaking but i would have appreciated a little more variety. the tap number was great tho, 10/10. also loved the damage that you do, that was a good one. "what of love and what of god" felt like, a good florence + the machine song but a heavy handed musical theater song like. giving dust and ashes. great song, but jesus christ josh groban calm the fuck down.

PROS:

a) ok i know i said gatsby wasn't charismatic enough BUT. in the meyer wolfsheim number, he was tap dancing and it was INCREDIBLE. so what i think is that they just should have had him dance more, bc the actor was an INCREDIBLE dancer and that would've given him the gatsby charisma and magnetism. so that's a directing/staging issue not an actor issue. like as far as i remember he only properly danced in that one song.

b) i did appreciate how they fleshed out myrtle and her husband, it was very well done and added significantly to the class tension themes of the original novel

b part 2) HOLY SHIT SOLEA PFEIFFER THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE. also the husband ATE. the two of them were really extraordinary, standout performances.

c) nick was very charming, they did fourth wall break/monologue type things and it worked quite well i thought. he had a great voice, would've loved it if they gave him more to do but...

d) i mentioned this before but GOOD LORD the meyer wolfsheim tap number was fantastic. best part of the whole show imo

e) honestly the tom was very good. like detestable and i wanted to punch him in his face the whole time but. he was quite good. and i said it before but the damage that you do ATE.

f) very sexy. lots of hot people dancing and making out with each other.

ok now things im unsure about.

a) look. nick carraway is a homosexual. you know this; i know this, however, i don't think he's aware enough to be like "yeah i'm fucking gay and in love with gatsby" like he is gay, he is in love with gatsby but like i do not think he knows that. he idolizes gatsby because he doesn't have the vocabulary or the self knowledge to know that he's in love with him. also babe if you know you're gay and you know you'r ein love with gatsby and gatsby is trying to get with you for his first song and a half, WHY ARE YOU HELPING HIM GET WITH THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE WHO HAPPENS TO BE YOUR COUSIN???? make it make sense. but yea i think making nick gay is the right choice and even having him make out with dudes is the right choice and yea maybe he even knows he's gay but i really don't think he knows he's in love with gatsby. and also nick didn't narrate quite enough and when he did he wasn't quite unreliable enough.

basically i just LOVe the great gatsby and while i did enjoy this musical i just didn't like it as much as the book. so i guess my expectations were too high. also i found it ironic and depressing that in a musical where the adapters added so much about modern politics and tried so hard to modernize the politics of the original novel, the ushers STILL managed to be racist to my mother. yay a.r.t!!!!!

[levmada]

Lev can i please ask for Kitty Levi/Domestic

"Why so shy?" scenario 🙌🥺 lets Say You ask him to ride your strap on but he's just so shyy 😭💖 and You have to praise and reassure him pls

i’ll do anything for kitty levi❤️

content/warnings: edging (m!receiving), hybrids (kitty Levi+mention of heats), prostate massage, teasing, tail massage...?, anal play (m!receiving)

wc: ~.6k

Levi shivers as you sink your fingers inside him again, knees digging into the bed beneath him.

It feels so full. All he can think of is what the real thing will be like, but his mind blanks as your tongue scrapes his twitching rim, working around slow thrusts.

A heavy whine dies low in his throat. He buries his red face in his arms so only his messy hair, ruffled by his rapidly twitching ears, can be seen.

You spit on his hole, and this time, his whine is audible.

“So messy,” you murmur fondly, scissoring to spread him more. A mix of your spit and syrupy lube are smeared around his rim with your thumb. “Think you're ready?”

Since you added your mouth, Levi’s fluffy tail has been coiled around your elbow. It squeezes now, his hole wobbling around you.

You singsong his name. “Why so shy?”

All you receive is a stuttery sigh in return, so you stroke his thigh in long, soothing motions. Your thrusts slow. “Do you still want this, baby?”

Levi, in fact, was the one who brought up trying out a strap, “—for... when I need it.”

Levi has claimed, since you took him in, that his heats started stretching on for longer than they ever had, that they burned hotter and knocked him stupid, which kind of explained the times that you had to break when satisfying his needs became too much for you.

All he wanted to do, all he needed, was to breed and fuck and come during his heats. He could go on for hours before collapsing into a mess of your clothes and blankets.

It’s a point of shame for him, even.

Plugs and vibrators, your fingers, your mouth—at some point it just didn’t cut it anymore. So if you couldn’t give him your cunt when you were too worn out, a strap was the next best option.

But for all this time, he has acted extremely shy.

“I... f-fuck!”

Three fingers smoothed across that bundle inside, pulling a full moan he couldn't smother. He shakes, gasps as a dollop of cum oozes off his swollen tip and drips to the towel underneath him.

“I know this turns you on,” you tell him, voice like smooth silk. “Answer me.”

You take a handful of his heavy balls and squeeze. In response, his spine bends into a tighter arch. His gasps become rapid.

“Tell me what you want, kitty.”

He groans at the name, defenses falling. Only a hint of the scarlet blush across his cheeks is visible from your angle.

“Want it,” he tries. “Don’t be stupid, it’s just... oh fuck, don’t stop, don’t…”

You fit your fingers as deep as they can go in hard, rapid strokes over that spot, making him jerk. At the same time, you gingerly rub the base of his tail, and he all but wails.

“I’m—” he cries out as your palm comes down hard on his spread cheek.

Abruptly you stop, everything stops, making him curses his frustration. He cants his hips back. “Please.”

“Not good enough,” you tut.

Levi’s ears flatten, his full balls physically hurting.

“Fuck you,” he growls. “Please. Please please...It’s jus’ new.”

You smirk knowingly.

His head pops up over his shoulder, his hole squeezing as you bully your fingers out. “Fuck are you doing?”

“Oh, baby,” you coo. “I’m gonna fuck you.”

Levi launches up on his hands and knees and rolls over, thighs spreading for you. His cock hangs heavy between them.

As his tail wanders around the back of your thigh, he sighs soft and reserved. “Fuck me then.”

“You’re in good hands, okay? I promise.”

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[freckleslikestars]

Things that as a bartender I fucking hate: a (probably) ever growing list

Edit: I’m gonna add a read more here cause this post got really long and like…I don’t think anyone’s actually that interested. I just need a place to rant

Lipstick - in particular those 24-hour-waterproof-will-still-last-through-a-nuclear-disaster-even-if-you-don’t ones. You have to check every glass before it goes in the glass wash, because if you put one with lipstick into the glass wash it bakes it on. There have been times that someone has not wiped off lipstick before it’s gone in the wash and we’ve had to throw the whole glass out because you’ll never get Very Cherry Berry or whatever the fuck off now. And sometimes even if you do try your best to get it off, you get smears that you can never quite buff out.

Plastic glassware. This is a contentious one. I don’t want to get rid of plastics - plastics are great for when you’ve got a room full of 21 year olds who you don’t trust with glass. Plastics are great for when you’re at an outdoor venue or you’ve got a pour of 3000 drinks and no way in hell of getting a glass wash turn over fast enough. Plastics are hell on earth to dry - particularly rigid plastics. Im not so bothered by the flexible ones that bounce back when you squish them, but the ones that crack? Pain in the arse to wash and dry. Plastic shot glasses are the worst for this. Also, water sticks to plastic so much more than it does to glass, so you get through so many more cloths drying plastic than you do drying glass. I hate plastics.

Dairy based drinks. Don’t get me wrong, I love a grasshopper or a brandy Alexander, but they take so much more washing up. If you just chuck the glass of a dairy based drink in a glass washer, then depending on your heat settings it cooks the milk and you get this white milky film across the inside of the glass that you’re never getting out. Same with egg white drinks.

People who gender drinks. No, a daiquiri is not a girly drink. A godfather or an old fashioned doesn’t make you manly. Gin and tonics are not womens’ drinks and whiskey is not reserved only for old men. Don’t fucking tease your mate when his Hanky Panky comes out in a dainty Nick and Nora, when your dark and stormy is in a highball, because his hanky panky is all alcohol, and yours is mostly ice and ginger beer.

Long Island iced teas. I’m not going to elaborate on that one.

People who order a martini and then expect it to come in a v shaped cocktail glass, then kick up a fuss because you won’t put it in one. Traditionally, martinis were served in Nick & Nora’s. We still serve them in nicks because nicks are easier to drink from, plain and simple, and because that is traditionally what they were served in. The Americans brought it v shaped glasses, which the media picked up on. And, really, it’s a bars personal choice what they stock. We don’t keep cocktail glasses at the front of house because we prefer nicks. They take up less room, they look nicer, they don’t break so much and they’re easier to drink from. It’s incredibly rude to complain about the glassware your drink is in before you’ve even tried the drink.

In the same vein, people who come in and order a martini, shaken not stirred, because that’s the way James Bond has it. No. James Bond had his martini shaken because it used potato vodka that wasn’t particularly well filtered and so still had a lot of starch and stuff that made it look cloudy. There’s a rule when making cocktails: you shake a drink to achieve four things - dilution, aeration, to mix and and to cool it down. A good rule of thumb is if a drink is clear, it’s not got anything to hold aeration (fruit juice, for example) so you want to stir it because you then get your dilution, cooling, mixing, as well as the added control of being able to see what’s happening rather than having everything hidden in tins. So, your martini that we’re making with a vodka that’s been filtered five times through molecular filters and is clearer than the water you’re gonna get out of the tap really has no need to be shaken. You’re not getting anything out of shaking it - in fact, you’re going to lack the control that stirring is, so you risk having a drink that isn’t diluted or cold enough (we shake a drink for 8-10 seconds, we stir a drink for 40 seconds to a minute, often over a cooling bain Marie/ice bath)

Drinks like slippery nipples and blow jobs. They’re usually shots. They’re messy, they taste shit and people order them just for the name. I’ve never met a bartender who likes serving shots like that.

[meduseld]

okay but now i want to know what it was like when they announced the plans for the mall? did nick ever avoid the tree since ziggy died right there? im sure he couldnt always avoid that spot tho, but letting ziggy get murdered there was literally his biggest failure. ziggy on the other hand probably didn't set foot in there till 94.

I think the general reception of the development was very warm, because it was Nick's idea thus magically boosted. I think the Goodes always owned the land (with the tunnels and og Solomon farmhouse being there etc) and it was leased to Nightwing (which added to why Nick wanted the Camp to Die, he wanted that land back and not crawling w kids). He gave it some time and though the mall era was the perfect development plan to use for the land and add in his special tunnel entrances to and from it (presumably through Devil Magic).

So Sunnyvalers were like "a mall! Oh yeah! Capitalism babyyy" while Shadysiders were more leery since families of the victims and such were around but not like they could do much about it and we know it mostly employeed Shadysiders serving Sunnyvalers. I think Ziggy really was V upset, but couldn't do much. I am sure, like you say, she never ever went there on principle until the events of 94.

I think Nick has very mixed feelings about the spot and the tree itself. I think he can't get rid of it, either bc it's important symbolically to the Pact and him sentimentally, or because Sarah's spirit has enough influence on it to keep it there (or else why would it be preserved within the mall? Beyond bc the plot requires it). Either way, it has powerful magic on it and Nick can sense it. (Well I think people do kinda feel a vibe but Nick is a literal satanic witch, he knows what's there and sees it clearly). The memories are very complicated to him, and it is, to him, imutably tied to Ziggy herself. I don't know that he thinks of it as a failure per se, since he might think of it more as there place he *resurrected* her. Anyway he does go to that mall, as Sheriff and as himself, Sunnyvaler that he is, and I think he always catches himself staring at it. He def gives it that good old googly gecko eyed look at the start of 94 post gunshots, and in fact might have chosen the mall for the massacre because of it.

If the point was reconnecting with Ziggy through it, which seems to be the case, or even if not, she was on the brain enough for him to decide to restart their connection at the source: the hanging tree and place of power she was tied to literally and figuratively.

[dr-drckken]

Day 30: Character Wishlist

1. Dr. Doofenshmirtz: ALSO putting doof on my list because i think having him on multiple lists really speaks for how much his ass needs to BE HERE. begging, pleading, down on my knees. look people, what do I need to do to convince someone to get Doofenshmirtz!! He’s literally the best cartoon dead known to humanity AND he’s a mad scientist. We could be the best of friends, chopping it up on the block. Talking about lab safety! Complaining about how hard it is to find a good lab assistant! I’m not Anya, I don’t have his daughter to entice you with, but I do have his predecessor in funny little cartoon scientists in a beloved children’s show. The point of a disneyrp is for the crossovers and this could be THE crossover.  AND if you use nick cage his could be us: https://thyla.tumblr.com/post/702286691264872448/pedrohub-the-unbearable-weight-of-massive-talent

2. Jackson Storm: i know he was voiced by armie hammer and that’s weird, but like pls. Join that Cars hive! I think he could be a fun addition. We’ve seen the mean girl trope before but let’s talk about a mean GUY! which….yeah we have also seen before, but since it’s being done for my personal benefit i think that’s totally fine and welcome and im giving you permission. I know the mean jock boy has plagued the world, but I ALSO KNOW that with the world that has been created here at swynrp, that the cliche could actually be fun instead of annoying.

3. Mike and Sully: putting them back on here because they have not left my mind since last year kids and at this point they probably never will. Only thing keeping me from getting one is that fact that they wouldn’t have their buddy and thankfully my brain won’t allow one to live while the other is not there. 

4. Eda Clawthorne: The only thing keeping me from getting Eda at any given point is that I would love to write with her, but like I would also love to WRITE her and fjdskajfdksl it’s a very frustrating position to be in you know. She’s just such a good character!! I love her! She adopts people left and right! She’s funny! She’s powerful! She’s got a funny little demon deal to grapple with! Her sister is here!! AAGHH! Begging someone to get her before I give in besties. 

5. Cruella de Vil: I just think she’s neat. And by neat I mean unhinged and possibly one of the worst Disney villains out there lmfao. but that’s what I like about her. I think more women should be able to be mean and evil and commit atrocities. We’ve had our time with the Order Boys (and knife girl) in the hunting ring, but I just think it’s time that a new villain clan takes the spotlight. 

6. Arawn Prydain: ….that being said, I also think we need some less than nice sorcerers hanging around. There’s a few in the open characters tag, but since we’ve got Eilonwy and Taran hanging out I think Arawn would be a good addition to the ranks. Plus with all our #spooky gang characters, a baddie necromancer would be fun to see adding to the mix.

7. Granmamare: I think we should have more merfolk in GENERAL so I’m going to advocate for a QUEEN because, like, come on now, how fun is that. An ethereal lady wandering the town and trying to find like minded people to bring back home to run off the poachers? That’s a fun plot. I like it. I think she should be here, being everyone’s mom. 

8. Scuttle: We’ve got a lot of business owners around town! Some new, some old, but who we do NOT have is the antique shop owner with all his little merfolk friends. I SIMPLY THINK it would be fun to have the kinda kooky, very fun, very well meaning, very bad singer, Scuttle come join us down in Swynlake Town. both because that’s my boss! he could have some really cool stories/shit to say about the stuff he sells! and another business owner to spice things up! what’s his perspective on everything? if he EVEN HAS ONE

9. Winnie the Pooh: I just think this one is really funny. COULD BE TRAGIC IDK, there’s always something a bit tragic about winnie the pooh but still. let’s get this cutie in here! a guy who used to be a literal stuffed animal?? must give the best hugs in town. and this town could use them. and if he doesn’t wear crop tops then idk maybe you shouldn’t be playing him actually. just a thought.

10. The Recess Gang: doing a 5 in 1! I really like the recess kids’ skeletons and think they should all be here, having a grand old time. Whether that be in secondary or even in the uni. There’s nothing like a core group of friends just making their way through life together despite the different paths that they came from to this point. They’re all different but that’s what makes their dynamic work baby!! 

[pop-punklouis]

-

[art-i-know-yes]

HIHIHIHIHI IM LITERALLY GOING TO CRY BECAUSE I CAN'T GO HOME RIGHT NOW BUT LIKE IM GOING TO WATCH IT TONIGHT MAYBE IT'LL DRIFT INTO TOMORROW BUT LIKE IMMA DO IT. IM SO EXCITED AND SCARED I DUNNO WHAT IMMA DO AND THATS ABOUT IT. RIGHT NOW I HAVE TO WAIT AN HOUR AT LEAST AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*2 1/2 Hours later*

AAHHHHHH

DNDADDIES FINALE

I have a headache but irrelevant

Radiolab is very close to death

Byebye Lance

WHHHEEEEEWWWWWW DARRYL FAKE SCARED CHILDS

OOHHHH BETH WHAT DID YOU DO MHMMHM

DEMIPLANE AHHHHHHHHHOOOHHHHHH SNEAKY

Mmnnnnnhhhgggghhhhhhmmmmmmnnnn YES

OH U SLVT

WHHYYYYY WALTER 5 D12 EXCUSE MOI 102 DAMAGE

POWERWORD KILL IS SO FUNNY

BYEBYE RADIOLAB

SEXY LINE HENRY I LOOOOVE WHEN THEY DO SHVT LIKE THAT "YOU TAKE CARE OF YOUR DAD I'LL TAKE CARE IF MINE"

KILL BARRY PLZZZZZZ

Mcfvck Barry

"Actually uno reverse"

WE GON DO THE NECK

17 ROLL IT D12 AHHHHHHHH UR SEXY BETH A 12

"He's taking a big sip of water"

EWWWWW

A 9 PLUS A 20

I think that was the most confident Beth has been about any spell

Fvck whoever dad killa is

We should take care of like the NUKE right

OOOOHHHHHHHH FVCK ANTHONY

"You hear the 3 different colored wires"

NATURAL 1 ON M O R A L E

BYEBYE LANCEALOT

LETS GET REVENGE

Down to 80 bvtchboi

Of course slow-mo

AHHHHHHH FAILED DISSONANT WHISPERS

AHHHH SO SMART GLENN FREDDY

Suddenly Ron's head just pops up

AHHHHHH IT'S WHAT WE WANTED ALL ALONG

The nuke

16 plus 7

WHAT DID HE DO

MCFVCKIN PARDON

They gotta book it

It would be so hilarious if he actually meant Nick Jr.

Very unsexy

SPIRIT SHIELD AGAIN

BARTHOLOMEW

Whoops

YASS WALTER

Noooooo. YESSSSS

THERE'S STILL A NUKE

These ads damn

I'm only listening to these ads because I'm nervous

AUTUMNNNNNN

DARRYLLLLLL

Can you polymorph him

My heart

He sure has

Bye kids love ya! That's the best thing

Gasp in scared this isn't good? This is GASP

WIVES? GUNS? SWORDS? WAAAAHHHHHH? AHHHHHH? NAKED?

HUMAN GUNS

It was the other way

This is great

"Cop sized"

Thanks Freddy

They might not make it

THE ROAR OF A TIGER

The noise I just made

"NO... I was AMAZING"

What are you doing

"Vwhere's the nuke! Wvhere's the nuke! If you have an insult, I have a rebuke!" This bomb will go kaboom! I love so much

IT'S THE DISNEY CASTLE

"I learned that one from Satan"

"Dad Max Daddy Rouge"

I'm literally going to have a stroke over these ads

Imma need better help after this

"The servants can poor wine"

Disappointing Henry

Thank fvck

DID NICK GO THROUGH THE PORTAL

Love that

You piece of shvt Dad Killa wtf

HOT SAMANTHA

AWWWWWWWW "Hi Ronny" "Hi Sammy"

AAHHHHHHHHH HELL YAH

That was tense for no reason

FVCK U BVTCH OCEAN SALT SPRAY

That LINE Henry

"I use smugness as a self defense mechanism"

DUMB BVTCH

Hell yeah

Wtf happened to Bill

CERN BABY U MIXED EMOTIONS

Another nod

EPILOGUE SCENES

Naked crying crystal hugs

Now THAT'S a long story

Wear a skirt Ron

GASP SCAM OMGOD

ROUGEEEE

I love that so much for you Darryl

:(

HAHAHAHAHAHA

AWWWWWWW

Everybody's ducked to the ground

"Honestly yeah"

Every other weekend he hangs with Satan

I'm going to kill myself that hurt me emotionally Jimmy

"It was an honor"

HELL YEAH AUTUMN

Mmnnnhhhh

"His ex? wife"

It wasss

Awww not the slow version

"Played..."

Straight called out

BANANA BOIS

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww TJ and Grant

Aww does he still hate him

PARDON

WHAT HENRY IS WHAT

AHHHHHHH THIS ISNT GREAT

Ok season 2 ummm

OH AND THAT'S THE END OK OOF

WELL I LOVE THIS SHOW AND UM WILLY IS A BVTCH TO THE END

I mean Lark seems like he regrets it at least????Sparrow's crying, Henry is still worried and isn't angry.

Well guess I'll go do my homework now.

With the end of THAT, thanks to everyone who liked my stupid rants that I used to process this show

[syfynjvall]

oh boy oh boy!! thinking about hope for too long makes me cry, so very sorry for getting tears all over your inbox ! this is gonna be long, buckle up lol

angel loves hope with their entire heart, the same way they love john & nick. it was rough for maybe that first year after the incident, but they both got through it, and they're just really really close now. all is forgiven and angel just really wants to hug her again (does NOT want her to risk the brain range suppressor though - theyve mostly accepted their own mortality but the people they love? no thank u)

zoey is similar to angel, but with a hell of a lot of guilt added in. so much guilt. she blames herself entirely. i havent really decided her feelings on the brs yet tho! 🤔

kane is also similar to angel, but with a hell of a lot of fear added in. he doesnt admit it and does his best to pretend everything's fine & dandy, but he's terrified. he's also overconfident enough (or tries to be overconfident enough) that he's mostly on board with the brs. he just wants to be able to see his mom again without being so (in his mind, stupidly & irrationally) scared of her, yknow?

angel & zoey both keep in very regular contact with her ! kane.... maybe? sometimes? not all that often. their calls & such are always nice tho! if probably kind of short.

& as for the ones with a worse relationship with her:

cecil.. wants nothing to do with her. at all. he just wants to be able to cut her (and john) out of his life as much as he can and move on. for the most part, anyway - some part of him wants to be able to forgive them both, but he just. can't. the damage he & hope did to each other (with the incident & all) is, in his eyes, irreparable. or would take too much out of him to try and repair. he blames himself as much as he blames hope though

and briar. briar. briar is a very complicated and painful mix of all of the above. they love hope as much as they (think they?) hate her, they blame themself, they're terrified of something like the incident happening again, its a MESS. honestly im waiting to develop this dynamic more until we have more in-game content with hope, just so i can get a better sense of her character & briar's . terribly complex feelings about/relationship with her ghfbgh so no real coherent thoughts, just. just vibes. and the vibes make me very sad GHDBGH

ok thats all thank u sorry for typing a whole essay in ur inbox GHXBGHF

omg never apologize!! i love hearing about other ppls ocs 🥺 omg ur buttons are all so layered and dynamic i love it. angel and emilia sound a lot alike! except that as much as emilia loves hope she doesnt keep in contact w her bc she doesnt fully realize just how much she misses her.. but yeah if hope comes to visit like john says em will 100% like explode with love even tho she feels guilty too she’ll just be like.. I LOVE MY MOM 🥺🥺🥺 she is a giant softie!!!!

[birdwonder]

Not sure if you’ll allow this or not but I’ll try. Before Christmas is over and I’m officially late. How about Josuke, Kakyoin and senku (see? Since it’s from more than one fandom dunno if it’s alright) where their friend is working on Christmas decorations and suddenly picks them up and when they ask “what are you doing” they just respond with “putting the star on the Christmas tree.” (If the multiple fandom thing messes with the master list you can drop senku :3)

|| you, my friend, have saved me in the way the way that because i dont have time to write a christmas special - i answered your’s before the day ended to be one instead ! and also because i wanted to write smth for Kakyoin and Senku but didn’t have the ideas :D i dont mind doing multifandom requests ! though im going to put Senku in my next post, separately so i hope that’s ok ! this took a whole day to write since its Christmas so i’ve been busy so i hope the poor quality isn’t too bad ! [ btw theyre all sort of romantic to some extent ? i hope thats ok ! ]

Josuke + Kakyoin | Christmas Tree Decorating

Noriaki Kakyoin

“Oh honey, could you pass me the red bauble please?”

When the words reached his ears, Kakyoin raised his head from the box he was shuffling through and nodded in response to the request his wife had made. “No problem,” he curtly said, picking up the aforementioned decoration and standing up to hand it over to the shorter lover, smiling when you gave him your own grin.

Decorating the Christmas tree was a special tradition between the two of you since it gave a sense of family within your home and allowed you to bond both in silence and verbally whenever one of you made a silly comment or cracked a small joke.

Nimble fingers carefully took the fragile ball and hooked it’s string onto the evergreen’s branch, it’s evergreen aspect coming from the fact it was artificial, something Kakyoin and you decided would be the best choice financially and it would make things infinitely more convenient than going out every year to try and fit a large tree into a car. As you pulled away from the tree, arms wrapped around your torso and the red headed man rested his chin upon your shoulder, humming in content at the hard work you two poured into turning the once plain tree into a true Christmas living room centre piece.

“It’s just perfect, you did so well,” Kakyoin praised, turning his face a little to press a kiss upon your cheek to further his compliment. You then turned your own head turned to the side to kiss Kakyoin fully, tired fingers stroking over his pale cheek that was accustomed to your gentle affections and welcoming touch.

“Hush you, you did as much as me! I would still be working on this thing if I didn’t have my wonderful husband to help me.” You exalterd, removeing your hand from him by dragging your fingertips from his cheek down to his jaw, moving your body away from his so that you could place your hands on your hips in a determined manner. You then added, “we’re not done yet, though!”

“What do you mean?” Kakyoin tilted his head to the side, looking the tree up and down to attempt to understand. Baubles? Check. Tinsel? Check. Lights? Check. There wasn’t a single free space for anything more on the tree so he was struggling to see what else you could want really.

“Kakyoin don’t you see?” You jokingly scolded, pointing upwards, “we haven’t added the star yet!”

The ex-Crusader made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, almost slapping a hand over his face over his mistake. The star! How could he forget? It was only the most satisfying thing to add to the tree, especially when you both spent hours a couple of years ago choosing the perfect one. You both had almost settled on angel instead because choosing a star was strangely difficult, though you both realised that a winged person would take even longer to pick.

“Of course! Sorry about that,” he chuckled, albeit a little nervously due to his mistake, “let me put it up then.” With that, he swooped down to pick you up into his arms, arms around the back of your knees and the side of his face resting against your stomach until he look up to see your face with a mixed expression of shock and confusion.

“Honey, what are you doing?” You gasped, momentarily worried that you would fall back against the tree until you realised that Kakyoin was both too strong and reliable for that. Still, you were perplexed as to why he had picked you up.

“Well, you are my star, so it’s fitting if we put you up there.”

Kakyoin gave you the sweetest look, eyes soft with love while you stared back with wide eyes and heart skipping a beat. “Noriaki... You’re so lame.~”

Your husband then gasped at that, letting you down and mocking a look of hurt. “How could you? After I gave you all my love in one sentence!” His uncharacteristic offence over your words made you giggle and led you to give him a sweet kiss, which quickly made up for your insult.

“Come on you big cherry baby, we got a star to put up.”

“‘Big cherry baby’ ? Really?”

“You know it!”

Josuke Higashikata

It was your duty to decorate the school’s christmas tree this year, and luckily for you it wasn’t all that large either so a one man job was not impossible or too straining. You had even finished most of the tree by now, carefully plotting where to place the baubles so they were evenly spaced and wrapping around lights to make the whole thing stand out was much easier than one would have thought. The emotional reward was amazing too, knowing that you had taken up a job everyone else complained about it and refused was pretty gratifying.

Taking a step back from the tree, you admired your handy work. None of the lights were turned on but even so the tree looked immaculate! You had even hand made a couple of decorations with the help of Koichi and Rohan before hand to add to your own trees at home, so you used the spares to add a fresh look on the school’s old, reusable tree that apparently always looked the same according to the older years. Honestly if you weren’t commended publicly in the next school assembly, you would have to complain. Well, you wouldn’t because that would be pompous and bit too much effort, but you knew you deserved at least some praise from the staff who should really be the ones doing all the work.

Still, there was something off about the tree, as though you had forgotten something...

Ah, the star!

How could you forget the most important and noticeable thing of all? You knocked your knuckles onto the top of your head for being so mindless before moving over to a couple of boxes, rummaging through a few until you found the gold painted star, the sides perfectly coated with silver glitter to make the whole thing pop. “There we go, now if I’m not mistaken you belong up there, Mr Star,” you giggle, mumbling to yourself in the most dorkiest way that you were glad no one was in the immediate vicinity to overhear you.

The tree may not have been colossal however it wasn’t easy to reach the top, so a teacher had given you a stool to stand upon when need be, not that you trusted it to support you whole heartedly. Stepping onto the stool, you balanced on your tiptoes to help you lean up and place the star on the top of the tree, something that was proving to be more difficult than you had expected. “Just a little further,” you urged yourself on, trying your best to reach.

You really should have expected that things were going too perfectly as a sudden crack was heard, and if you had to guess, it was from the leg of the stool.

Sucking in a harsh breath, you felt the weight of both you and the stool give out, sending you falling backwards with the star hugged close to your chest to keep it from breaking. Your priorities really weren’t in order.

As all good stories go, the pain of your back hitting the floor had never came and instead you felt firm yet comfortable arms wrap around your body. Your eyes were squeezed shut from fear of the impact, your lids remaining closed even when your were caught as a part of you assumed you just hadn’t hit the ground yet, even though the fall wasn’t nearly as long as you made it out to be in your head. You only finally opened your eyes when you heard a warm, friendly voice say, “hey, you know I caught you right? You can open your eyes!”

You peaked from under your eye lids to see the familiar face of Josuke, a wide grin on his face like he was proud that he had caught you just in the nick of time, and his whole face was lit up like a Christmas tree. Speaking of actually.

“Ah, thank you so much Josuke!” You hugged him as best as you could while being held in a bridal style and holding onto the star, pressing your cheek against his to which his own turned pink slightly, a laugh escaping him. It really was a good thing he had caught you or else who knows what could have happened? If the star broke the school staff would sure be against you.

“It’s no problem, I’m glad I came to see how you were doing now! Guess you could say I’m your knight in shining armour,” Josuke teased, making you laugh along with him. It was clear that no matter what, he really had a gift for making you ten times happier than before. “I guess I can,” you responded, looking over to the now broken and fallen stool, trailing your eyes up to the top of the tree and groaning. “That’s just great, there’s no way I can put the star up now!”

Your distressed tone made Josuke frown a little. He didn’t really see why it would be such a big deal, especially when it was the staff’s fault for giving you a stool with rotting wood legs and it wasn’t like it should be your job to decorate the tree. Lazy bastards.

Then, he had an idea. He placed you down onto the floor to which you thanked him for until you yelped out in surprise. With a mischievous sounding chuckle, Josuke’s hands grabbed your hips from behind and he squatted down. You turned your head to give him a questioning look and only got a wink in return, your body suddenly being hoisted up up so that you were sitting on Josuke’s shoulders, a leg on either side of his head. “J-Josuke! What are you doing?!”

“Huh? Isn’t it obvious [F/N]? I’m helping you put the star up on the tree,” he replied, his words coming out much smoother than they usually did, almost as though he was flirting with you. You flustered a little at the thought though you were unsure why, he was just helping you out! It wasn’t like he was insinuating anything or even praising you after all.

Once again, you meekly thanked him and gripped the base of the star, slotting the hole underneath it onto the top spike of the pine tree with caution, praying that nothing broke or that you made him uncomfortable by having to lean forwards. “There! The job is done and I don’t have to spend a second longer on this tree,” you proudly declared, expecting some sort of congratulations from the highschooler beneath you. After a long pause, you spoke again, “uh, you can put me down now Josuke.”

“Hm? Oh sorry, I thought we weren’t done yet, since y’know, you’re the star here.” He said, his flirty tone returning with a hint of comedy in it, probably because he couldn’t even take himself seriously in the currenr situation.

You almost choked at his words, heat rushing to your cheeks and you whacked the pompadour that blocked your ability to see his face. “Josuke, that was so cheesy! Just put me down already and help me clean up!”

“Ok, ok, whatever you say lil’ star,” he teased, crouching down to let you jump off his shoulders and giving you a side hug afterwards. “You have to admit though, that was pretty smooth.”

Rolling your eyes, you nudged him with a smile before pushing him away towards the pile of empty boxes that once hosted the large amount of decorations you used, “yeah sure, whatever you say Casanova, let’s just get to work.”

[shesnotnice]

here's my play by play of the album cause live tweeting it was overwhelming and i kept getting distracted and talking to people lmao:

play by play IK NO ONE CARES I CARE!! BINCH.

longest intro for four out of five known to man??

i sustained psychic damage from four out of five leading into brianstorm .

the crowd singing the riff !!

“we r the arctic monkeys from high green babey!!!”

crying lightning was rlly good al refused to stay on tempo and u can hear the crowd in the first verse

intro riff to diwk!!!!!! wish matt was louder not drums backing vocals

“carrying ur boots” instead of shoes as usual

NICK!!! BASS !!!!!!!!!! NICK!!

idk abt that synth lmao

“.....hᵢiⁱᵍʰ”

“thank u very much london how r u this evening” tqvm alex how drunk r u this evening

skip! jk its okay

awh the crowd

“DANCING IN MY UNDERPANTS!! IM GONNA RUN FOR GOVERNMENT !!”

sound mixing was weird the guitar solo seemed quiet

that drum transition thank u matt !!!!!

“NAOOEEEË YOU CANT CALL ME HER NAME”

“mr jamie cook on the electric guitar” yes sir !!!!

actually just cornerstone all of it

alex singing cornerstone live at the royal albert hall: i am going to change so many words just to throw the audience off fuck them kids

NICK!!!! YAAAAAA!!!!!!!

okay this one is the longest intro known to man

“it's gonna be now innit?” BRO UR THE ONE SINGING HELLO U GIVE HIM THE SIGNAL

arabella is MY manic pixie dream girl!!!!!

the guitar !!!!!

(woo!) THE SOLO!!!!

the crowd singing !!!

he sounds so drunk introducing tbhc at the end of arabella fkkdm

yes jesus in the day spa!!! aaaa

ew cam avery

sounds so much better live

tbh i never hated it but this one is extra !!!! yknow

good morning cheeseburger!!

wrong lyrics!

“LAST NITE THESE 2 BOUNCERS ONE OF ‘EMS ALREIGHT!!!!!!” YAAAAA

i lost it here tbh

so did jamie i guess! lol

PRETTY VISITORS AAAAAAAA

so loud but SO GOOD AAA

is he okay .

“lets play darts” ????? HUH??

“do the macarena in the devil's lair but dont u sit down cause ive moved your chair yeEAAAAAA”

“we’re arctic monkeys and this is i bet you look good on the dance floor, don’t believe the hype” !!!!!

they r cursed to play that song forever huh literally all of them hate it. then they first came out w it matt said it was rubbish lmao

“i dont know if ur looking for romance or what!”

“jukebox in the corner...dark enough to dance” he sounds SO GOOD HERE. nothing to say about. the intro. or ending LMAO

“what do u mean uve nvr seen blade runner??”

“i’ve been uh almost threatened w my life during the intermission w regard to playing this next number so uh” HUH???

alex forgetting lyrics to the view from the afternoon like USUAL

funnei tbhc accent old song. :( miss bb alex

“when shes pressed the star after shes pressed unlock” no one uses flip phones anymore bitch

monash university killing my vibe w an ad right before the last track which was r u mine how dare u try and advertise higher education to me i am Stupid!

“i got just one more question for u” OKAY SIR. YA THEY’RE THERE TO SUPPORT WAR CHILD NOT TO HEAR U TALK LIKE THAT SHUT UR WHORE MOUTH

VOICE CRACK POINT ADN LAUGH AT THE CLOWN!!

had a headache literally had to like. go sit quietly lmao. anyway am7 when

i was going to force this onto ppl following my spam instagram account but it literally didnt fit in the instagram caption so they were spared. follow me on twitter @urlowbeams for more nonsense im a riot!

[sinfvls]

          hey all you cool cats and kittens !  it’s carole desi from big cat rescue and i’m here to deliver a tubular trio to this glorious group. i’ve been on the hunt for a solid supernatural rp for idk how long and i’m so stoked to find a home in bloodshq  &  begin writing / plotting with every single one of you !  admittedly, their backgrounds are pretty underwhelming because they’re all new muses ( lord help me ) and i’m still getting a feel for them, and i have just a few wanted connections up for grabs listed at the end of each of their blurbs, so if you see any that strike your interest please feel free to slide into my ims ( but i’m also super open to anything, so feel free to hit me with your ideas too ! )  &  now without further ado, i give you  DAMON BELMONT ,  NICHOLAS SPENCER  &  VERONA ADLER. 

damon belmont  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the werewolf has been in town for  one week, and are known to be  aloof  but also very  loyal.  the  thirty seven  year old is the  vice president of the mongrels motorcycle club.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble charlie hunnam. their pronouns are  he/him.  damon’s werewolf gene is  triggered.

statistics & connections

doesn’t know who his parents are / were.  he was found abandoned in the woods of hayfork, california as a wee babe by a pair of hikers.  tossed into the social system, he hopped from foster home to foster home, until finally sticking with a woman named delilah belmont, who eventually opted to adopt him.

she lived off the grid, in the backwoods, where she fended for herself by hunting for meat, growing her own produce, and even tended to livestock. damon thrived in this lifestyle, learning how to survive in the wilderness. he didn’t go to public school. instead, he was homeschooled by delilah, who taught him only what she valued to be of great importance. she wasn’t gonna raise no soft, yellowbelly who couldn’t fend for himself.

however, one day while out hunting, the two were attacked by a grizzly bear and it mauled delilah nearly to death before damon put a few rounds of bullets into it. there was no saving her, and she knew it. instead, she begged damon to end the pain. out of mercy, he killed her, and thus triggered the werewolf gene he didn’t even realize was in him. the confusion he had to deal with alone as a result was heartbreaking. he didn’t understand what he was, seeing himself as a monster whenever there was a full moon to unleash his inner beast. damon thought he was the only one of his kind, until he met a group of mysterious travelers.

the mongrels motorcycle club, what everyone assumed to be a band of criminals. damon first met them at a dive bar in town, where he’d been planning to drink himself into a stupor. they knew what he was immediately and offered him a home; a new family with them. while he had so many unanswered questions, the young werewolf also had nothing to lose, and so he joined the bloodmoon pack and never looked back. 

the acceptance and relief from knowing he wasn’t an abomination was overwhelming. never did he think that he would develop such a strong bond with another person, let alone an entire pack of werewolves. the bloodmoon pack has been travelling just about everywhere, stopping in areas to rest before carrying on again, living as vagabonds, and picking up “strays” / other packless werewolves along the way. he’s been with the pack for sixteen years.

( more tba yikes )

wanted connections

bloodmoon pack / mongrels mc members.  still need a president, sgt at arms, road captain, enforcer, chaplain, etc. info can be found on the wanted connections page on the main !

soulmate. listen, he’s been around the block and i think it’s safe to say he’d have found his mate by now asdjkhg. she could have already been with the pack when he joined, or joined after him at some point. completely open to plotting all the details. filled by cleo clarke

( more tba maybe sdjhfg )

nicholas “nick” spencer  has lived in seattle for  twelve years, and are known to be  broody  but also very  altruistic.  the  twenty one  year old human  goes to school at seattle university.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble finn cole. their pronouns are  he/him.  nick is  unaware  of the supernatural.

statistics & connections

born in los angeles, california to a pair of admirably gifted parents, nicholas spencer lived a fairly privileged first eight years of his life. his mother, a soap opera actress, and his father, a talented chef, gave both nick and his older sister a life full of love and luxury. yes, everything was absolutely perfect in their world. until it wasn’t.

at barely eight years old, nick was violently thrown along with his sister into one of the most traumatic experiences any child could go through; they lost their parents to a fatal car accident. being forced to move to seattle with his sister to live with their aunt, he didn’t fully understand what it meant; he couldn’t properly process what was going on. the pain of his loss was expressed more out of anger, feeling as though their parents abandoned them. and thus, nick’s out of control behavior was born.

suicide mention tw.  he struggled in school. his emotions betrayed him. instead of relishing a happy childhood, nick found himself pushing everyone away, getting into fights, sneaking out late at night to run around the city with his friends and get into all sorts of trouble with them. he couldn’t count on his hands how many times the police picked him up and brought him to his aunt’s doorstep. it only got worse once one of his best friends was found dead, written off as a suicide, though it didn’t add up in nick’s eyes and seemed so much more sinister. the young man was nearly deemed to be a lost cause, until he discovered his passion for writing.

language arts or literature was the last thing anyone would ever think to group with nick spencer. he was quite eloquent, sure, but the one thing he always did was play basketball at one of the outdoor courts in seattle. anytime he needed to blow off steam, to contemplate life, or just to shoot hoops, you could always catch him at the court. but his english teacher noticed how well he could articulate his thoughts and feelings on paper, and submitted one of his pieces to a writing contest, which earned nick the win and three thousand dollars as a prize.

bewildered by a talent he hadn’t even realized was in him, nick embraced it. he started writing in a journal ( which he keeps safely tucked away beneath the mattress of his bed ), documenting every feeling and thought as a way to express his emotions in a more productive manner. this talent earned him a full ride scholarship to seattle university, where he’s now a literature major with plans of either becoming an author or perhaps an english teacher, to follow in the footsteps of his high school teacher who he came to idolize.

( more will be added later oop )

wanted connections

his three best friends ( see listed in wanted connections on the main ! )

someone he doesn’t see eye to eye with, maybe opposite in personality or morals. most likely someone he went to high school with or someone who also attends seattle university ( bonus points if they’re supernatural )

some bad folk he may have accidentally gotten mixed up with, either in the past or current ( or both sdfhkjg ). could literally be ANYTHING, maybe he saw something he shouldn’t have, maybe there’s some drug scandal he got mixed up in and now can’t get out of ??  

more tba eventually !

verona adler  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the fae has been in town for  three years, and are known to be  restive  but also very  fervent.  the  twenty four  year old works as a  bar & grill waitress.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble dove cameron. their pronouns are  she/her. 

statistics & connections

oakdale, louisiana.  born and bred.  she was raised middle to two brothers, one older and one younger, but was the absolute apple of her mom and dad’s eye, being their only daughter. her family was reputable, as were the strawberry fields they owned. people from all over the state would pay a petty price to pick a few cartons full of the famously juicy adler strawberries.

at a very young age, verona had to learn how to better control her emotions, which is very difficult for a child to understand and do. she was known for glowing tantrums, and levitating when particularly elated over something. however, in due time, the young faerie learned to hide these paramount parts of herself from the world surrounding them, out of fear over the potential backlash of human ignorance.

she’s been very personable her entire life, much like a light in a dark room. excelling in school, she mastered both academics and the social aspect, she was on the school’s yearbook committee as well as the cheerleading squad, and played an active part in her community as best as she could, generally through volunteer work. a true southern belle, through and through.

however, verona was exhausted. she couldn’t stand pretending to be something she wasn’t; hiding her true colors from the world just because the world was deemed to be much too censorious when it came to being different. while she adored her family and friends, she wasn’t being true to herself which left her unhappy behind closed doors. so, at the age of twenty one, she found an ad in the paper for a roommate in seattle and the city was evidently huge in comparison to her small town. the thought of living somewhere that was hopefully more accepting was an absolute dream, so she packed her things and made the move.

she’s been living in seattle for three years now, working at the same bar & grill she started off with as a waitress and she loves it. she loves meeting people that come from all different walks of life, the mixture of humans and supernatural is perfect. though she’s still a little put out by hiding her true self, she enjoys being surrounded by a bigger populace of supernatural beings that she generally doesn’t have to hide around.

( more tba probably ... eventually )

wanted connections

exes / flings / one night stands.  her friends calling her a slut is just teasing and gets a laugh out of her, a stranger calling her a slut will put vee in a full on rage, but all in all .... girl gets around.  NOT because she’s a sex fiend, but because she loves the idea of being loved, and therefore looks for it in all the wrong places sdfahkfjg. 

best friend ( supernatural only pls ! ).  she needs someone she can fully open up to without worry of being judged, rant / vent to each other about all the shit in their lives, talk about things they wouldn’t normally be able to talk about in the public, etc. a good wholesome friendship.

someone she annoys / who annoys her / or both.  girl is basically a constant ray of sunshine & agonizingly curious / nosy, and that probably presses at least one person. she can’t stand some who’s a grump without a cause & has an insatiable need to pick people apart in order to find out wtf happened to them / the reason why they are the way that they are.

maybe her brother(s) ?  i mean, if anyone wanted to pick them up, they’re free to snag !!

more tba later !

[stfuisaac]

hello hello it’s lucky again and,, sadly,, we don’t have the technology that makes the thoughts we have just.... appear onto our screens yet... so this took a hot sec and still isn’t perfect bc i don’t plan on proofreading :\ but! here,, is,, my new,, drummer boy,, parumpumpumpum

‹ avan jogia, he/him, cis man, bisexual. › ISAAC BAROT is the TWENTY-SEVEN year old from SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA. when a friend asked them what they thought of the manor they said,  ❝ I HEARD THIS IS WHERE THEY DECIDED TO MAKE THE TWILIGHT ZONE. ❞ they claim GET OUT is their favorite scary movie, and if they were to die in a horror film they would BE OBLIVIOUS TO THERE EVEN BEING A KILLER UNTIL IT’S TOO LATE. their fears include MANNEQUINS, HITCH-HIKERS and DYING WITH NOTHING TO SHOW, and they don’t know we know, but… HE GOT INTO A (MUTUALLY) NEAR FATAL ALTERCATION WITH A STRANGER HE GAVE A RIDE TO (YES, HE WAS AN UBER DRIVER - HIS GREATEST SHAME). hope they enjoy their stay. ‹ PLATANCHOR requested by JOAKIM from STRESSED OUT penned by, LUCKY, 20, EST. ›

QUICK FACTS:

full name: isaac benjamin barot

date of birth: september 12, 1992

*does not perfectly reflect the below Big Three zodiac chart because that’s so much math

zodiac big three: virgo sun, taurus moon, libra rising

gender & pronouns: cis man & he/him

sexual orientation: bisexual

occupation: session drummer + lyft driver + ex-uber driver

mbti: entp

enneagram: 5w6

the song i listen to on repeat while i write the intro: “deja vu” - roger waters

BACKGROUND INFO:

alright. so.

isaac's backstory is neither tragic nor easy. his father was an immigrant who married his mother solely to get a green card (y’all, to be fair... the citizenship tests are whack). there wasn’t any real romance between the two, but the drop-ins always said otherwise. no, outside of putting on a show for government officials, isaac’s father and mother were friends at the best of times.

the best of times culminated in a son who grew up in an interesting dynamic. his father and mother never even attempted to be anything more than friends (with, as you can see, the occasional benefits). after the check-ins finally stopped, his father and mother even began sleeping in different rooms. his mother would trade in her queen for a double and replace the space his father used to take up with his cradle.

it was nothing like the ‘unhappy marriage’ trope, though... again, because they barely ever pretended to be married. they would take their wedding rings off when they went out with friends. sometimes they would even take off their rings around each other and talk the other up to someone attractive.

so it was unorthodox, but it was much better than his parents pretending to be in love in that way and giving him a skewed version of what romance should look like.

one down-side to it, though, was that isaac never knew who he was supposed to go to for what. usually it’s just a given that “if you need/want x, go to the matriarch, if you need/want y, go to the patriarch” but... what happens... when your parents are basically just your friends?

so thank god for growing up in the age of technology. like,, ya,, a literal baby can’t google things like “how to say ‘mom’” but a 15y/o can google “how to shave”

so... ya... his parents were his friends, the internet was his parent(s?).

one thing the internet couldn’t do? give him drums. it could introduce him to the likes of ringo starr, john bonham, keith moon, and ginger baker, but it couldn’t give him drums... not when he was only, like... 10, at least.

so he put a set on his christmas wishlist and figured they would divide amongst themselves.

so ya, his 10th christmas, he got a shitty little rockwood hohner kit that he would use for the next nine years.

he never received any professional training. again, he didn’t know who to ask and... youtube wouldn’t exist for another three years. he tried to teach himself using a few books and, if nothing else, figured out a few simple beats and how to gain independence.

after learning those simple little beats and not knowing if he wanted to buy the next book, he decided to take a break and, instead of going back to professional books, he’d just listen to some of his favorite tracks... most of which were ginger baker... which made things kind of hard when he only had one bass drum, two tom-toms, and one floor tom. those, plus the really low quality pearl cymbals. still, he did his best to make it work.

just a side-note that, because of videos of ginger, isaac used (and still uses, out of habit) a mix of traditional and matched grip.

he went back and forth between the books and mimicking the patterns of other drummers (mostly ginger) up until he was around 16 and his friend, ribs (y’all), decided to teach him a few more technical skills. what you want to learn for this song are polyrhythms, but those are hard and no, ginger isn’t using a crash there, he’s using a splash and do you want a discount on some better cymbals and drumheads from my parents’s music shop because this is a very functional kit but it kind of sounds whack

he continued using the same whack kit, but replaced the heads with aquarians, as per ribs’s recommendation (but evans and remo are also good) and, after literally examining baker’s kit, replaced the cymbals with various zildjian collections

even though we stan istanbul agop in this house.

he also started listening to more drummers than... pretty much just baker with a hint of john bonham, keith moon, and ringo starr. as his friend suggested, he tried out drummers like buddy rich, art blakey, travis barker, dave grohl, karen carpenter, neil peart, nick mason, simon phillips –– even was told to listen to ac/dc songs just to see how a successful band could be made using essentially the same beat over and over and over.

so now he had some split time. school. work. practice. figure out who the hell was making dinner that night/if there was someone making dinner last night because they might both be talking each other up.

although he applied to various colleges, and although some of these colleges actually accepted him, he ultimately decided not to go. instead, he moved from san jose to los angeles in the hopes that he’d find something bigger than himself... and a new drum set...

he found the latter in a ludwig kit with two bass drums, two tom-toms, and two floor toms. then he just added a bunch of stuff and tried to make it like ginger baker’s. pretty much spent all of his money on it and then some.

when his friends formed a band and found success, he was very very happy for them... but... he found himself stuck... driving ubers.

and lyfts!

he’d seen the twilight zone before. he loved that show. he’d seen the episode ‘the hitch-hiker,’ so he was really driving for the companies against his better judgment. 

his worst uber story? the time a guy got into the car, had pinged a location that was still marked as a store on the uber gps but had recently been torn down, and tried to attack him when they got there :\ he 110% fought back, though. was fired because the other guy was the one who made it out injured.

only drove for lyft after that :\

he did take on a few projects, but he... proved to be too much of a roger waters for people who just wanted to chill and have fun. there would be adverts for people who wanted to form a band and he’d be like “hell yeah! finally! a band!” then he’d get pissed that they advertised it so seriously but really... just wanted to jam. did not have any plans to try to do anything with it.

the few projects he did join that involved people who wanted to actually achieve success... if they were slacking, you best bet his inner roger waters came out! which is why he never stuck around in any projects for too long!

but ‘projects’ and ‘jam sessions’ were totally different. you want to do ‘wipeout’ in a project? he’s gonna take that intro that literally everyone on the planet knows SERIOUSLY. you want to do ‘wipeout’ in a jam session? LET’S HAVE SOME FUN WITH IT.

he does some session/studio drumming for other artists to make some extra money while doing something he genuinely enjoys... but... still... it is no project™

in between things right now, he got a call from joakim that, while muffled and staticky, sounded like it said ‘get here, please’ and clearly stated where he was.

of course, voicemail lines were crossed and many many many essential words were left out – words that were basically saying the exact opposite ahfsdkjl. the shadow’s really playin them :\

so here he is, in all his glory.

TL;DR:

i was gonna kms if i didn’t play another drummer, so this is my ginger baker fanboy whose parents were literally just best friends and, as a result, were also both his friend. the internet raised him. started playing drums when he was 10 on a low qual kit with low qual cymbals that his parents got him for christmas, but literally why would you get a beginning a good set? continued playing. eventually moved to los angeles and tried to form many successful projects, but was too much of a roger waters. was summoned up here by the shadow man fucking around joakim. his greatest shame is how many ubers he has driven.

PERSONALITY INFO:

he will always say his proudest moment was when he learned how to play ‘toad’ by ginger baker cream all the way through.

big ginger baker fanboy.

loves the twilight zone and will just spill a random fact out about it every now and again.

a lowkey control freak which completely goes against the way he dresses and the vibe he gives off. 

is only a dick about it if you’re part of one of his ‘projects’ but aren’t taking it seriously tho :\

ok i’m too tired 2 write a personality section rn when im already rly bad at them but!! again!! feel free 2 j refer to the zodiac big three + the personality types!!

FEARS:

mannequins: they’re already creepy enough when you really think about it, then you add in that episode of the twilight zone where the characters wake up in an unfamiliar house and go outside and basically everyone is just a mannequin? ya he hates mannequins.

hitch-hikers: so, as we have just seen, he’s had it bad enough with people who were registered to an app, paying, their personal information readily available, etc., etc... so then what would happen if it was just a complete and utter stranger who didn’t have any personal information, any ping, and was the sole focus of a different twilight zone episode? he... is going... to drive past you. he’ll feel bad about it, but...

dying with nothing to show: here’s the money shot! here’s the deep fear! as has been shown throughout, isaac craves success and some form of a legacy. if he dies with nothing to show for his life, then was his life ever worth it in general?

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

ok,,, it might be bc im tired rn,,, but i have the most basic list that will hopefully be updated tomorrow bc it is SO VERY BASIC:

friends

fwb

ons

exes

enemies (much easier to get on his bad side than it is w/ fluke)

BRAINSTORMING AND/OR SOMETHING FROM YOUR WANTED CONNECTIONS AND/OR WHATEVER YOU HAVE AN IDEA FOR!!!!