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Ninjago Dragons Rising (Season 2 Part 2)

WARNING! THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS!

I Have a LOT of things to say.

This part 2 has EXCEEDED my expectations by bringing back the nostalgia of season 4 in its glory, and getting the Pale Man reveal.

In this scene, where Nya had gone against Jay, broke me 😭. Especially when she says:

Nya: I will always love you.

And Jay hit her with the: And I will ALWAYS. Hate you.

Hate is a powerful word man. 😭😭😭

Now here. We can really see the difference between Arin in the beginning, and Arin now. At the beginning, he was just this fan boy who loved the ninja, but now...He's going down the wrong path, and not he himself knows it. It could be argued that Ras WILL help him find his parents as he has already been betrayed now and they have a common enemy. BUT, Ras could be playing him. 🤷‍♀️ Itslike....History is repeating itself. First it was Master Wu with Morro, and now, Lloyd with Arin. Anyhow, I think I know what his path may lead to....and it's not gonna be good.

😭😭😭

THE COMEBACK- Lloyd: How'd you learn spinjitzu?!

Arin: Not from YOU.

And to add on to Ras and Arin's relationship, (which is sure to be growing), when Arin's friend was helping him train, he learned FULL spinjitzu, which he really doubted himself on. This is then to be revealed that it was Ras's training. And, Ras was telling the truth about EVERYTHING, so Arin has believed him, whether it be a trap or not. And there was evidence on his truth as revealed later. Master Wu caused the Merge, for an unknown reason, so we can't really blame Arin for his trust to decrease with the ninja, and increase with Ras.

ESPECIALLY since things always keep getting in the way. Arin REALLY wants to find his parents, and Lloyd promised him that. But now, evrrytime he wants to go to find his parents, something pops up. In this case, the tournament of the sources. Lloyd then promised they would search for his parents afterwards, but now, they need to find Jay.

And Arin has noticed the pattern. 👀

The ending was really a cliffhanger as Arin went to save Ras from the clutches of the Forbidden Five. However, it seems he has saved him, and is now in a foreign land, around the campfire with an injured Ras. Arin then says: "I will help you get better. Then I'm gonna get you to find my parents."

So now, Ras will be indebted to him, so he will have to find his parents. However, in my opinion, Ras did say that Agent Waller, a.k.a, Jay, does know where Arin's parents are also, and whatever Jay knows, Ras knows. So I'm thinking, 🤔 that when the ninja find Jay, they might be able to find where Arin's parents are and meet in the same place. BUT, (I know...there's always a but) Jay did Shatterspin, which is known to shatter the goodness within you. SO, Jay has lost his memories and his goodness is gone. So, a huge obstacle will lie ahead.

Just like Ras said. "Knowledge is power. But Knowledge is poison."

I can't wait for Season 3, coming next year. And here is where you can find to watch it.

EDIT: IM SO SORRY- BUT THE UPLOADER HAS REMOVED THE VIDEO!!

I hope you guys don't cheat and skip to this!! Be fair and watch the full series, including the Pilot, The day of the departed and the movie 😠😠.

And also! Feel free to discuss your own theories and tell me what you think! :)

[helpmyinterestsareverywhere]

DRAGONS RISING SEASON 2 SPOILERS!!

I'm trying to just get my thoughts out because HOO BOY

Lloyd, my baby boy, how on EARTH did the writers fill him with MORE trauma - im pretty sure hes going to explode soon - Sam Vincent's voice acting WAS SO GOOD, the geniune panicky breathing put ME on edge and the way he sounded in AGONY everytime another vision came OUUUCH - AND AND his vision/fear thingy from the trials?? Devastating how could you let Wu say the words, writers when I get you - also he was trying to be so helpful to Arin please he's just a little guy trying to parent I love him so much

the SECOND we got told about the warrior wolf masks and them shattering the good inside people in order to get strength/Spinjitzu/power etc my IMMEDIATE first thought was "Arin..." and then they bring up the fact that HES SO GOOD SO OF COURSE THIS MEANS THAT HE WOULD GET SO MUCH POWER AND THEN HIS RUN IN WITH RAS AHHH (also while I know it was a weird like knock-out vision, seeing him see Nya and Lloyd as his parents was cute to me (NOT IN A SHIP WAY DONT BE WEIRD) - Nya has been very "Mama Nya" so far and I'm loving it <3) - Arin's arc has been PAINFUL (in a good way) and THAT LAST BIT WITH SORA HELPING HIM DO OBJECT SPINJITZU DONT I KNOW THATS GONNA COME BACK TO BITE THEM IN THE ASS

Nya,,, and Kai,,, AND WYLDFYRE MY BABIES OOOUGHHH HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO THEM - seeing more childhood stuff for Nya and Kai is ALWAYS a delight they were so small just little babies and the way that it was how BOTH of them unlocked rising dragon OOOUGH THEY LOVE EACHOTHER SO MUCH - "My big brother is my hero, and now he's the world's hero, again." 😭😭 genuine agony - especially with Nya and Wyldfyre's hug afterwards - the little sob Nya let out DONT TOUCH ME - they miss him so much, that's his sister and daughter ooooughhh

JAY??? JAY!! what a pleasant surprise - oh jesus how are you traumatised with no memories - he was so terrified to have it revealed that he can use lightning my boy im so sorry - I hope he recovers from the agony of desk jobs soon <3 ALSO THE FLASHBACK WITH COLE AND JAY??? THEY'RE NERDS, THEY'RE SUCH BIG NERDS I LOVE THEM AND MISS THEM PLEASE BRING THEM BACK I MISS THEM THEY'RE BEST FRIENDS YOUR HONOUR - I'm not even gonna think about the fear/vision thing from Nya in the trials because OUCH

Cole and Geo <333 and their family <333 my babygirl Bonzle i love her so much 😔 - WHEN (if) Kai and Bonzle escape that maze thingy they BETTER come out friends - as soon as he meets her he calls her kid??? That man needs to stop being a dad to every breathing that crosses his path

Ras was as awful as always, hate him with every fibre in my being I hope he perishes /pos /pos - Jordana was GENUINELY tweaking out at the end there, can't wait to see her go insane and absolutely rock the Ninja's shit <33

SPEAKING OF ROCKING THE NINJA'S SHIT - CINDER???? godDAMN - what a ruthless little man actually genuinely I want to wipe that dumb smug smirk off of his face /pos - I enjoyed Sora trapping him in a box like a feral cat, deserved <333 (I will say, hearing his voice for the first time was... interesting 👀)

Sora is as wonderful as always, I love her so much <33 SHE WAS SO EXCITED LEARNING SPINJITZU WITH RIYU THEYRE SO CUTE YOUR HONOUR - she's so silly I love her epsecialy since all she wanted to do was hype up Arin because thats her best friend who she loves so much dont talk to me <3

I think that's it?? Just goddamn what an EXPERIENCE - I love Dragons Rising - I can't wait for part 2 <3

[bboyplankton]

2022 Playlist

1. Ab-Soul – Church on the Move

2. Action Bronson – Ninety One

3. Adekunle Gold feat. Stefflon Don – FYE

4. Adekunle Gold – Win

5. Adria Kain feat. Leila Day – Classic

6. Adria Kain – Lost One

7. Adria Kain – Melt Into You

8. Alexis Ffrench – Colours

9. Alex Isley & Jack Dine feat. Bas – On & On

10. Alex Vaughn – So Be It

11. Ali Gatie – Thinkin Bout You

12. Amber Mark – Bubbles

13. Ambré – Superstitious

14. Ant Clemons – In Between

15. Apollo Brown & Philmore Greene – Keep Goin’

16. Ari Lennox – Tatted

17. Arin Ray feat. D Smoke – The Mood

18. Armani Caesar – Queen City

19. August 08 feat. Jhené Aiko – Water Sign

20. Avril Lavigne feat. Mark Hoppus – All I Wanted

21. Bad Bunny feat. Jhay Cortez – Tarot

22. Banks – Holding Back

23. Benjiflow feat. Niji Adeleye – The Chill

24. Beyoncé – Plastic off the Sofa

25. BiC Fizzle – Turnt Shit

26. Big K.R.I.T. – Would It Matter

27. BigWalkDog – Pray

28. Black Eyed Peas feat. J. Rey Soul – Double D’z

29. Boldy James & Cuns – Earned Not Given

30. Boldy James & Cuns – Foot Prints

31. Brandy Haze – Look What You Made Me Do

32. Brent Faiyaz feat. Tre’ Amani – Addictions

33. Burna Boy feat. Blxst & Kehlani – Solid

34. Calvin Harris feat. Normani, Tinashe, & Offset – New To You

35. Cautious Clay – Butterflies in August

36. Che Ecru – 4 This Moment

37. Chris Brown – Harder

38. Christina Aguilera feat. Nathy Peluso – Pa Mis Muchachas

39. Col3trane – Lights Out

40. The Cool Kids feat. Larry June – All or Nothing

41. The Cool Kids – Home Improvement

42. The Cool Kids feat. 6lack & JID – Lightwerk

43. The Cool Kids feat. Pell & A-Trak – Too Bad

44. Cordae – Super

45. Curren$y & The Alchemist feat. Styles P – Whale Watching

46. CyHi – Help Me God

47. Daddy Yankee feat. El Alfa & Lil Jon – Bombón

48. Dave East, Buda & Grandz, & DJ Drama – Prison Yard

49. Dayglow – Deep End

50. Dayglow – Then It All Goes Away

51. Denzel Curry feat. 454 – Sanjuro

52. Destin Conrad – It’s Yours

53. Devvon Terrell – Hating Interlude

54. Dizzy Wright & DJ Hoppa feat. Chris Webby – Outlaws

55. Doe Boy feat. Rowdy Rebel & 42 Dugg – Ain’t My Fault

56. Drake & 21 Savage – Spin Bout You

57. Dram – Wham

58. Dreezy – 21 Questions

59. Duke Deuce feat. Glorilla – Just Say That

60. Duke Deuce feat. Lil Thad, Dubba G, & Glockianna – Respect

61. DVSN – Bring It

62. DVSN – Take It Slow

63. Dylan Synclair – Open

64. Earl Sweatshirt – 2010

65. Eli Darby – Up

66. Ella Mai – Leave You Alone

67. Emotional Oranges – Make Me Wanna

68. Emotional Oranges – She Gotta Man

69. Fana Hues – Breakfast

70. FKA Twigs feat. Jorja Smith & Unknown – Darjeeling

71. FKA Twigs – Oh My Love

72. Freddie Gibbs feat. DJ Paul – PYS

73. Future – Back to the Basics

74. Future – Puffin on Zootiez

75. IDK – Breathe

76. IDK feat. Denzel Curry – Dog Food

77. Jack Harlow – Lil Secret

78. Jada Kingdom – Next Time

79. Jalen Santoy feat. Cyanca, Erick Lottary, Well$, Reuben Vincent – Dismissal

80. Jalen Santoy – White Rice

81. Jesse Reyez feat. 6lack – Forever

82. JID – Crack Sandwich

83. John Legend feat. JID – Dope

84. John Legend feat. Jazmine Sullivan – Love

85. John Legend feat. Jhené Aiko & Ty Dolla $ign – Splash

86. Jor’dan Armstrong – Emotions

87. Juicy J, Lex Luger, & Trap-A-Holics – Hit the Smoke

88. Justin Garner – Cry On Me

89. Justin Garner – These Fires

90. Kenyon Dixon feat. Susan Carol – Here

91. Kranium – Early in the Morning

92. K. Roosevelt – Golden Hour

93. Landon Thomas – Feelings

94. Larry June – Organic Adjustments

95. Larry June feat. 2 Chainz – Still Boomin

96. Lucky Daye – Feels Like

97. Lucky Daye – Over

98. Lupe Fiasco feat. Nayirah – Autobots

99. Lupe Fiasco – Naomi

100. Marc E. Bassy – Having Fun

101. Marc E. Bassy – How Dare I

102. Marques Houston – Right One

103. Maverick Sabre – Can’t Be Wrong

104. Maverick Sabre – Get Down

105. Megan Thee Stallion – Red Wine

106. Method Man – Guillotine

107. Metro Boomin feat. A$AP Rocky & Takeoff – Feel the Fiyaaaah

108. Mickey Factz feat. Ayo Shamir – Regrets

109. Mikhala Jené – Black Love

110. Mikhala Jené – The Switch

111. Miraa May feat. Raye – Go Girl

112. Miraa May – Akeem’s Outro

113. Naomi Lareine – Just Met

114. Naomi Lareine – Paris

115. Nas – Reminisce

116. Nez feat ScHoolboy Q – Let’s Get It

117. Nia Sultana feat. Che Ecru - Cristal

118. Nick Grant – Spellcheck

119. Nnamdï – Benched

120. Nnamdï – I Don’t Wanna Be Famous

121. Ogi – I Got It

122. ØHenry – Belong With Me

123. Omar Apollo – Tamagotchi

124. Orion Sun – Pressure

125. Paul Wall & Termanology feat. KXNG Crooked & Wais P – Clubber Lang

126. Paul Wall & Termanology – Recognize My Car

127. Pharrell Williams feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, the Creator – Cash In, Cash Out

128. Pink Sweat$ feat. Kirby – Better

129. Pink Sweat$ feat. Sabrina Claudio – Waiting On You

130. PJ Morton feat. Wale – So Lonely

131. Pusha T – Brambleton

132. Pusha T feat. Kanye West – Dreamin of the Past

133. Quavo & Takeoff – Bars Into Captions

134. Raheem DeVaughn feat. Arrishun – Catching Feelings

135. Raheem DeVaughn – Retrograde

136. Ransom feat. Simone Pash – Can’t Complain

137. Ravyn Lenae feat. Steve Lacy – Skin Tight

138. Rayana Jay – Unfair

139. Royce Da 5’9” – Dead President Heads

140. Saba feat. Krayzie Bone – Come My Way

141. Saba – Stop That

142. SAFE – Yonge Street

143. Samm Henshaw – Enough

144. Samm Henshaw feat. Tobi Nwigwe – Take Time

145. Siergio – Clothes On

146. Siergio – Take You Out

147. Smino – No L’s

148. Smino feat. Lil Uzi Vert – Pudgy

149. Smoke Dza feat. Steven Young – Right Now

150. Snoop Dogg – Crip Ya Enthusiasm

151. Steve Lacy – Give You the World

152. Sy Ari Da Kid – Vantage Point

153. Syd feat. Kehlani – Out Loud

154. Symba feat. Pusha T – Never End Up Broke Pt. 2

155. SZA – T-Shirt

156. Tank feat. J Valentine – Slow

157. Tank & the Bangas – Jellyfish

158. Tiana Major9 – On God!

159. Tim Lyre – Real

160. Tim Lyre – Spanish Lime

161. Tink – Goofy

162. Tobe Nwigwe & Fat Nwigwe – They Want It, But No

163. Tobi Lou feat. T-Pain – 2hrs+

164. Tobi Lou – Busy

165. Tyler, the Creator & Nigo – Come On, Let’s Go

166. UMI – Too Late

167. Vedo & OG Parker feat. Baby Tate – Come First

168. Vedo & OG Parker – Face Down

169. Vince Staples – Player Ways

170. The Weeknd – Is There Someone Else

171. The Weeknd – Out of Time

172. Westside Boogie feat. Storm Ford – Killa Mode

173. Westside Gunn feat. Busta Rhymes & Raekwon – Science Class

174. Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T., & Girl Talk – Put You On

175. Wizkid – Everyday

176. Xavier Omär – Feelings 4 You

177. YG feat. Mozzy & D3szn – How To Rob of A Rapper

178. YG feat. J. Cole & Moneybagg Yo – Scared Money

179. Yuna – Don’t Wanna Know

180. Yung Bleu feat. Kelly Rowland – Freak Freak

[wildernessuntothemselves]

I’m Yours, You’re Mine | 3

Word Count: 2.7k

Genre: Smut, future angst

Warnings: Cheating, yandere!felix, sub!felix, kinda sub!chan, dom!reader, kinda-public sex, vibrating butt plugs, blowjob, handjob, kinda voyeourism, messy.

Gif Credit

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"How about this one, babe?" Chan holds out a black shirt for you to see.

You roll your eyes at your boyfriend’s predictable wardrobe choices. “You literally have seven shirts like this in your closet.”

“Yeah but this one has a white line here.” He points to it and you sigh, shrugging. “Sure, whatever, try it on.”

“Okay.” He smiles happily and goes into the changing room.

You have more interesting things to do while he’s in there. Conspiratorially, you turn towards the blonde boy accompanying you and Chan on this shopping trip, and you spot him browsing through a rack of clothes. Smirking, you take out your phone and open the app you have that controls the butt plug you had put inside his ass before leaving the house. As soon as you turn it on, he jolts, dropping the shirt that was in his hand.

“Is everything okay, Lixie?” You walk over to his hunched form as he reaches out for the fallen shirt. Shakingly, he puts it back in its place and tugs on your sleeve. "Noona, please no more."

You’d been teasing him the whole day, making sure to keep him hard for a couple of hours now, barely giving him a break before you turned on the device once again. Luckily, you had made him wear a huge hoodie that covered up his crotch entirely so no one can see how aroused he constantly is. 

“Why not? I love watching you squirm, baby boy." You purr, turning up the speed on the butt plug and watching him writhe in front of you. He looks at you with his wet kitty eyes, and pleads for mercy. “I’m so fucking wet right now, I’m going to leak through my clothes.” 

“Language, Lixie! Don’t be a filthy boy.” 

"What do you think?" Chan suddenly steps out of the dressing room, modeling the new shirt for you.

“Looks great.” You answer absentmindedly, all your focus on the boy struggling to stay still beside you, but Chan doesn’t notice. 

“See? You can never go wrong with black.” He nods to himself, satisfied with his choice, and goes back into the room. 

Felix whines out from behind you, tugging on your hand and pulling it between your bodies so he can press your palm against his crotch. "Take me to the bathroom."

You turn towards him and hook your finger under the little pink collar you had made him wear with your initials hidden on the bottom side of it, pulling his head down towards you. "I'm not going to a dirty bathroom to jerk you off just because you're too dumb and slutty to control yourself."

“But noona--” His protest gets cut off by Chan’s voice, “Hey, is something wrong?” 

You let go of Felix and step away from him, shrugging. “I was just teasing Lixie about his little fetish.” You joke, referring to the roasting Felix had gotten from Chan over the collar you gave him--not that Chan knows that part. 

“He has to be getting up to some freaky shit behind our backs.” Chan chuckles, and you smirk, shutting the butt plug off. “You’re telling me. Anyway, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.”

"Alright I'll quickly pay for this then we can go."

_______

As you and Felix sit down at the table waiting for Chan to bring you the food, you have more opportunity to mess with the freckled boy. He watches you warily as you take out your phone, and just to rub it in his face, you lock eyes with him and smile evilly as you turn the device back on. 

“Noona, please.” 

“Please stop or please keep going?” You taunt, but before he can answer, he gets interrupted by someone’s excited call of his name. "Felix! Hey!" She shouts, rushing over to you.

Like a fish caught out of water Felix gapes, struggling to answer her. “H-hi, Arin.”

"Are you okay, Lixie?" She asks once he gets closer and notices his flustered state. Resting her hand on his back, she presses the back of the other one to his forehead. "You're burning up!" 

"I'm fine." He blushes, recoiling slightly from her touch but doesn't take her hands off him.

"Aren't you going to introduce us, Lix?" You cut in sharply, annoyed at how touchy the girl is with him. At hearing your voice, he jumps and brushes the girl's hands away finally. 

"Ah, yeah… noona, this is Arin. We go to college together."

"We go to college together? That's it? I'm offended, Lixie. We're way more than that." She flirts, and your eye twitches at the way she keeps touching him and calling him by your favorite nickname for him.

"That's cute." Your voice has a clear edge to it and the girl looks you up and down. "And you are?"

Felix stares at you, not knowing what to say so you answer for him, and the smile you give the girl is sickly sweet. "I'm his girlfriend."

Both their jaws drop at that. 

"Is that true, Lixie?" She whips her head towards him, and he stutters in answer. "Y-yes." 

"Now if you don't mind. I was having a date with my boyfriend." You say pointedly and she huffs, giving you another dirty look. "Whatever. See you later, Felix." She huffs before stomping away.

"Noona?" He looks at you curiously, and somewhat hopefully. "Why did you say that?"

You brush him off. "I was just messing with her."

He frowns at you, unconvinced. "It seemed to be more than that."

"Don't be silly, Lixie." You dismiss him again, and to distract him, you increase the speed of the vibrator even more.

He jumps, squeezing his eyes shut and taking a second to gather his thoughts. “Please do something… anything. I could cum if you just touched me with your foot.”

“That’s disgusting, Felix. Have you no shame?” You scold him, your foot going up his legs and teasing along his inner thigh but staying away from his crotch. Felix shakes his head and squirms around, trying to wiggle down so your foot can reach his dick. “Please!”

"Stop humping the chair. You're embarrassing me." You say even as you turn up the speed more. He doesn’t stop, just spreading his legs wider and reaching out to clasp his hands around yours, choked moans bubbling in his throat. “Please, just a little touch and I’ll cum for you, noona.”

"And you're just gonna sit there in your soiled boxers while we eat with chan?" 

He nods, and coo sympathetically, reaching a hand out to cup his cheek and he melts into it. "Oh, you poor dumb slut. You want it that bad?"

“Yes!” He gasps out pathetically, but you wriggle your hands out of his hold and turn off the butt plug. “That’s too bad because Channie is back.”

_________

When you get home, you intend to slip away from Chan to mess with Felix more. After all, you haven’t been unaffected from all the teasing you made him go through, and you were eager to give the both of you what you need. But Chan had a different idea. 

Once Felix had scurried to his room, Chan pulls you down on the couch with him and attacks you with a kiss, his hands touching all over your body. 

“Woah, what has gotten into you?” You pull away from the kiss, laughing. 

“I wanted to fuck you all morning.” He explains, smothering your neck in kisses. 

"But Channie, Lix will see." You whine, your eyes automatically moving to the boy’s door, and you gasp quietly as you meet his dark gaze watching you and Chan on the couch.

"Let him see." He persists, palming your breast roughly in his large hand, but you put your hands on his chest and push him away. “No.”

“But I’m really horny.” He whines, not letting go and trying to appeal to you. 

“That’s not my problem.”

“Don’t be like that, baby.” He pleads, pressing his hard dick against your thigh. “I need you.” 

Something about his tone sparks curiosity in you and you run your hands through his hair and tug tightly at it, shuddering at the small moan that escapes his mouth. “You need me that bad?”

“Yes, baby. Need you so bad.” He groans, humping your thigh.

“Stand up.” You order and his face falls. “Baby--”

“I’m gonna blow you.” 

He gulps down his words and scrambles to get up, standing in front of you eagerly. You reach out your hands and undo his pants, freeing his member from his boxers and stroking it slowly. “I’m going to blow you, but you have to be good for me.”

“Are you trying to dom me again?” He grumbles and you shrug, teasing the head of his cock with your thumb. “You can just go jerk yourself off in the shower if you want.”

“No!” He interjects, desperate. 

“Then be good.” You deadpan, stroking his dick in the way you know he likes. “It’s not hard. All you have to do is to stay still. You’re not allowed to move your hands or your hips. Understood?”

 Disgruntled, he agrees. “Ugh, fine. But don’t touch my ass.”

You smirk triumphantly. “Good boy.” 

Before he can moan about it, you put your mouth on him, shutting him up. “Ahh, that’s it, baby.”

You smile to yourself as you bob your head along his length, taking a little more in your mouth each time. When the tip of his dick hits the back of your throat, he bucks his hips, grunting out in appreciation and you immediately remove your mouth off him. 

“No, why?”

“What did I say about moving?” You snort, visibly not pleased with how fast he seemed to forget your orders. 

“Right. I won’t move again.” He grabs your head and attempts to your mouth back on his cock but you slap his hand away and glare at him. “I also said no touching. If you can’t even listen to simple instructions then I’ll stop.”

“No! Fuck... I’ll listen, okay?” He curses, running his hand through his hair and looking away, a light blush on his face. “I’m just not used to this.” 

“It’s okay. I’ll hold your hands down and all you have to do is just not move your hips. How about that?” You ask gently, pinning his hands to his sides and moving your mouth inches away from his dick, licking your lips as you look up at him. “Can you do that, baby?”

“Y-yeah.” 

“Good boy.” You kiss the head of his cock and he shudders. Hazarding a glance at Felix’s room, you see him still watching you, but to your surprise, he’s not touching himself. He’s just standing there, stock still as he watches your every move. It unnerves you a bit, his expressionless face, but you shrug it off and focus on the man in front of you. 

“Tell me when you’re about to cum.” You order, taking Chan in your mouth again and bobbing your head along his length. This time when he reaches your throat, he doesn’t move, tensing his thighs to keep them in place as his dick goes down your throat. 

You feel the muscles in his arms clench hard under your fingers as he gasps and moans above you, your throat spasming around his dick driving him crazy. 

“Ah--ahh--close!” He moans, his voice high and breathy and it’s the first time you hear him sound like that. Normally, he’d just grunt and growl as he fucked you, never allowing you to see him slip. So this is like Christmas for you, and you double down on your efforts, making sure to suck and swallow around him to push him over the edge. “Cum---cumming!”

You pull away just as he cum, resting your lips against the underside of his dick, and his cum lands all over your lips and chin. Chan stares at you, enchanted.

You smirk, the cum dribbling down your chin and onto the ground. “Did you like that, Channie?” 

He nods and you smile, releasing his arms. “See? It wasn’t that bad.” 

“It’s--I don’t know--” His face turns red and his ears burn. “I need to take a shower.” 

He pulls his pants back on quickly and scurries towards the bathroom, leaving you chuckling. 

Feeling Felix’s searing gaze on you, you look to see him still standing there in the same place. Wiping your chin with your hand, you gesture to Felix to come closer. When he steps in front of you, you use your clean hand to pull his sweats and boxers down then pull his big hoodie up his chest, ordering him to hold it there and exposing his hard dick for you. You go to wrap your soiled hand around it but Felix’s hand darts out and grabs you by the wrist. You raise an eyebrow at him. “Are you being naughty, Lix?” 

He swallows hard, staring at you head on, his grip on your wrist unrelenting. 

“Let go, Felix.” You hiss. 

“I want your mouth.” He demands insolently, and you scoff.  "And what makes you think you deserve that?"

He flips your hand to show your palm stained with the white cum. "You just sucked Chan off."

"Chan is my boyfriend."

"I can be your boyfriend. You just told Arin I was." 

"It was a joke, Felix." You answer defensively, but he clearly doesn’t believe you. "No. You were jealous." 

"Don't be delusional." You grab his dick with your other hand, clenching your hand around it tightly. "You're nothing more than my little whore." 

He looks away, jaw clenched and darkness to his eyes. 

“You will look at me, slut.” You snarl at him, slapping his dick. He obeys, and you regret your order, the full weight of his rage and resentment bearing down on you. But you don’t back down, you can’t. Finally freeing your other hand from his grip, you use both to jerk him off, Chan’s cum making the slide very easy. 

“Moan for me. I want to hear your slutty moans.” You demand, your hands twisting around his cock, milking him, but he bites down on his lips, refusing to let out a sound. 

“Felix, are you being a bad boy? You know I don’t like bad boys.” You scold and you see his face twitch, your words finally breaking through to him. “Come on, where is my good kitten?”

He helplessly lets out a little whine, and you smile encouragingly, dragging your hands up and down his dick deliberately, watching him slowly break under your ministrations. “Yeah, that’s it. Let me hear more of your pretty voice, kitty.” 

“Noona…” He whimpers. 

“Yes, pretty boy? You want to get your reward for doing good today?” 

He looks at you pitifully and nods. “Please, noona.” 

“Okay, baby. You can let go.” You let one of your hands fall between his legs to cup and play with his balls while the other one picks up the pace on his cock. “Cum for noona, Lixie.” 

“Can I cum on your face, noona?” He pleads, but you see through him. He’s obviously still upset about Chan so you decide to give him a break. “How about you cum in my mouth?” 

He gasps at that and looks at you like you gave him the whole world. “Can I?”

“Yes, baby, get it all in noona’s mouth. I’ll swallow it all.” You direct the head of his cock towards your open mouth, and push your tongue out to catch everything. The scene alone makes him fall from the edge right away. 

“Thank you...ahhh--thank you, noona.” He cries, ropes of cum shooting out of his dick and covering your tongue. When there is no more coming out, you pull your tongue in your mouth, rolling it this way and that, teasing him.

“Noona, please.” He whimpers, scooping up some of the cum that had dribbled down your chin, and pushing it back in your mouth. When his fingers are inside your mouth, you close down on them and swallow. 

“Fuck, noona.” Felix whines as you swallow around him, making his cock stir. “You’re making me hard again.”

You pull his fingers out of your mouth with a pop, and lick your lips clean. “No more cummies for you, baby boy. You’ll have to earn more.” 

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A/N: next chapter is the somnophilia one!

feedback keeps me going and makes me upload faster :))))

[aareesu]

halloo i saw that you were open, and i just wanna request something!

may i request a headcannon (or wtv u want!) of how suna and two other hq boys you want reacting to their child asking how they met you, aka yhe reader? if not then thats fine!! i hope you have a good day/night stay hydrated and take care of yourself babe <3

Hq boys responding to their kids asking them how they met/fell in love w you!

Pairing: timeskip!Rintarō Suna, Tobio Kageyama, Kiyoomi Sakusa x f!reader (separately) | fluff

Warnings: !!!the characters are all aged up!!! There may be some grammar mistakes, sorry about that!

requests: open :)

Word count: 1.05k

A/n: thank you for requesting, i rlly love this scenario! sorry i took so long, ive been feeling unmotivated lately but here we are. im a little unsatisfied with the ending, but it’s not the worst so i hope you enjoy :] (p.s i changed it up a bit i hope you don’t mind)

Rintarō Suna

“Daddy, how did you fall in love with mommy?” your daughter, Yua asks him while playing with her stuffed bear.

Suna brings her onto his lap. “Well, it's a long story. Daddy met mommy way back when we were still in high school,” Yua puts down her bear and listens eagerly.

“I met her through my friends in the volleyball club. Mommy was weird at first honestly, but we bonded over our hate for Uncle Atsumu” they both laughed at what he said.

“Mommy and Daddy hung out everyday, they got closer to each other, everything was going well until they had their first big argument,”

“Oh no!” your eight year old exclaimed. “It was daddy’s fault. Daddy started the argument and they ended up not talking to each other for days. During that time, daddy realized that he had fallen in love with mommy...”

Yua can see the slight shade of pink on his face that he tried to hide but obviously, he didn’t hide it very well since she can clearly see it “Daddy’s world was just so dull without mommy, he constantly looks at his phone waiting to get a notification from mommy but she never texted him after the argument” the girl audibly gasped.

“What!? What happened after that?” she shakes his arm “With Uncle Atsumu’s help, daddy and mommy talked everything out and he ended up confessing to her too…”

He felt his face heating up as he said that, ‘so corny, y/n would never stop teasing me if she heard that just now' he thought to himself.

“Anyways, it’s your bedtime Arin, I’ll tuck you in. Goodnight.” he kissed the girl on her forehead. “Good night daddy!”. He left Yua’s bedroom and came to join you in your shared bedroom.

“What are you smiling about y/n?” he asked. “Oh it’s nothing Rin.” you said with a grin on your face.

Kiyoomi Sakusa

“Hey dad, how did you meet mom?”

“Are there any particular reasons why you’re asking? Or are you just curious” he asks his daughter?

“Nope. We’re doing this project i-” “Yeah so basically we need it for school dad.” your son said to cut the conversation short. That’s how it always is between your two kids, they’re twins and thirteen, what do you expect?

“Well, well, alright. I’ll tell you guys. We were in the same school, but we never talked to each other.” Sakusa said while your kids fight over the paper and pen.

“Coincidentally she was also my neighbor at the time, she just moved houses because it was closer to our school,”

“Wow, it was like destiny, you guys are meant to be!” your daughter said. Both you and your son chuckled at that. “Hey..why are you guys laughing? I mean-” she was again, interrupted by her brother, who put his hand over her mouth indicating her to be quiet.

“One day when I was showering, there was a really loud bang on the front yard followed by a knock on the front door - your mother accidentally got a volleyball over the fence over to my front yard.”

“Did you get mad when you had to pause mid shower?” your daughter asks. Sakusa nods in response. “I mean I would get mad too if I get interrupted in the middle of my shower,” your son says, which made you three laugh.

“I opened the door anyway and when I was about to yell at her, I paused. I did pause because I could recognize her despite the fact that we never said a word to each other in school, and also she looked cute.” as he said that, he turned around to find you standing right behind him.

He faked jump and hugged you while you stared at him with the ‘im not falling for this’ eyes. Both of your kids cringed a bit at you both which was understandable. “Who knew that weird clumsy girl would turn out to be the love of my life?” he said pressing you a kiss on your lips.

“Mom, dad, thats really cringe,” the teens said which left all of you laughing at each other.

Tobio Kageyama

The weather was perfect today, perfect for a nice stroll in a park with your loved ones. Kageyama thought the same so he offered to take your five year old son out on a walk at a park nearby your apartment while you stay at home and work.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?. Take a break if you need to.” your husband said to you. You nodded as a confirmation, although some fresh air would be nice.

“Bye mommy!”

“Daddy look!” your son points out to the young couple who were feeding the ducks by the pond.

“Ryujin, you wanna feed the ducks too?” Kageyama asks your son who is sitting on his shoulders.

Your son nods eagerly in response. Kageyama bought a loaf of bread from a small store nearby and they headed back to the pond.

“Ryujin, do you know that daddy came here with mommy before?” he asked.

“Nuh-uh. When?” “Well, daddy and mommy came here with daddy’s volleyball team in high school,” he said as he helped his son feed the ducks.

“Mommy convinced daddy to go duck feeding with her too and we did so and she had a lot of fun. Daddy thought her smile was so beautiful, he could tell her smile was genuine and-”

“Daddy look! That duck must really like my bread!” your son cuts him off. He was a bit offended but hey, he didn’t expect a five year old to listen to his ‘boring’ story anyway.

“Were you listening to me?” he said, tickling the kid. They both stayed there for a while to play fight. “Alright, are we ready to go back home? Do you want to buy some ice cream for mommy too?”

Ryujin nods while giggling. Kageyama picked Ryujin up and followed the faint sound of the ice cream truck nearby.

a/n: i don't normally add notes at the end of my writings, but i wanted to apologize if this turned out bad. i spent most of my times doing school right now, so im always half asleep. hope you like it anon!

[walkwithheroes84]

Rest of 2021 Watch List

With only six and a half months left of 2021, it’s time to get serious about my drama watching habits. I’m so behind and there are several things that are (supposed to be) coming out in the later part of the year. So, here is my list of things that I want to start/am interested in. Granted, some of these things may change as more information comes out about them. Or I may just decide not to watch them. And some may get pushed back into 2022. 

Already Aired:

Lucifer: season 5b (USA) - Though the first half of season five left us on a cliffhanger, I just cannot seem to sit myself down to finish out the season. It may be the mixed reactions of long time fans or the knowledge that season six is the last, either way, I’m having a hard time getting back into the show. 

Youth of May: (South Korea) - This romantic, moody, slice-of-life drama. I was waiting for it.The ending is going to break my heart, so I have to be ready for it. I hear the preformances are amazing, but I know I’ll be crying. 

Word of Honor: (China) - Everything I’ve heard about this drama makes it sound amazing. And while I know things will be heartbreaking - I just need to prepare. 

Currently Airing:

Doom at Your Service: (South Korea) - I watched the first four episodes (I think?), but I am waiting to binge it after it ends. Why? The first few episodes were so good, I want to be able to watch it all at once. 

The Penthouse: War in Life, Season 3: (South Korea) - I was super excited for this one...then I heard about Logan’s “brother” and, uh...maybe I’ll just watch the clips of my favorites?

Mad for Each Other: (South Korea) - I know very little about this drama, but it looks amazing and I’m hearing good things. 

Mine: (South Korea) - So, it sounds like two daughter-in-laws of a rich family work together to get what they want. It looks good.

My Roomate is a Gumiho: (South Korea) - It just looks fluffy and adorable. And I need that. 

Coming Soon:

June:

Ancient Love Poetry: (China) - It just sounds sweet and sad and I love a good Chinese drama that will make me smile and eat up the angst.

Nevertheless: (South Korea) - Honestly? The Netflix trailer looked interesting. 

July:

The New Version of the Condor Heroes: (China) - I love this story and the 2014 one was a hotmess. The promo pictures look good, though they were released in 2018. Rumor is the drama has been shelved, but we’ll see what happens. 

The Devil Judge: (South Korea) - You have Ji Sung staring in a dystopian drama, where he is the as the head judge of the highest court in the land. The court has become a TV reality show, with viewers invited to participate in a live. The one person looking to take him down is Kim Min Jung as the director of a corporate social responsibility foundation. And then you have two childhood friends: Park Jin Young and Park Gyu Young, idealist who want to make their world better. I look forward to Ji Sung and Kim Min Jung battling it out, and maybe corrupting the idealist cop and younger judge.

Boku no Satsui ga Koi wo Shita: (Japan) - This one may not ever get English subtitles, as Japanese dramas aren’t really subbed anymore...however, the story sounds amazing. A young man finds out his dead foster-father was a professional killer and this young man decides to take up the “family business” to avenge for the father.  The young man approaches a womanwho is his assassination target. Despite his skill as a hitman, he can’t ever kill her, not matter how hard he tries. Instead, he ends up protecting her and the two fall  in love. This could go so many places and I want to see it.

August:

Red Sky: (South Korea) - A beautiful and genius painter meets a blind officer in charge of astronomy, geography, art of divination, and meteorology. The two fall in love. And it’s marked as a “historical romantic fantasy”? Yes, please! 

October:

The Red-Stained Sleeve Cuff: (South Korea) - The story of Sung Deok Im, a court lady.  She catches the eye of Crown Prince Lee San. Once the prince becomes king, he wants Sung Deok Im to become his concubine, but she refuses. Yet, Sung Deok Im becomes the concubine of King Jeongjo. This could be angsty. Also, it stars Lee Jun Ho (who you may remember from Just Between Lovers) and Lee Se Young (who always brings it). 

December: (or 2022...?)

Twenty-Five Twenty-One (South Korea) - The love story of two people, who have really bad-timing, told over the period of four years. Personally, I’m hoping for a poignant human drama ala Just Between Lovers or Come And Hug Me. (Minus death and murders),

Return: (South Korea) - This is literally described as: “A fantasy drama about the stories of young magicians who deal with heavenly spirits.” It will be on tvN, which usually has really solid dramas. There is a cast of talented up-and-comers: Lee Jae Wook, Arin, Park Hae Eun, and Hwang Min Hyun. There are also some talented vets in the cast: Yoo Joon Sang, Oh Na Ra, and Joo Sang Wook. It’s beingdirected by Park Joon Hwa Everything looks great on paper. It’s just - the drama will be written by the Hong Sisters. During my early days of Kdrama viewing (way back in the mid 2010s), these ladies wrote some of my favorites. And while I did love Hotel de Luna and A Korean Odyssey - it has become very clear over the years that these writers don’t do well during the second halves of their dramas and they aren’t always great at endings.

Snowdrop (South Korea) -  It takes place in 1987, and follows students at a prestigious university in Seoul. It will be written by Yoo Hyun Mi, who wrote SKY Castle and The Bridal Mask. I’m looking forward to it, even though I heard there was pushback (which has resulted in the show airdate being moved back a couple of times) from the South Korean citizens'  who believe that the drama distorts facts related to the pro-democracy movement of the 1980s in favour of the authoritarian regime. This was based on an incomplete version of the plotline that had been leaked online, which describes one character as a “spy” and another lead as working for the NSP. We’ll see

At Some Point in 2021/early 2022...?:

The Witcher, Season Two

The Umbrelllla Academy, Season Three

The Boys, Season Three

[bigcat-hanson]

Staring At the Stars [Part One] | Arin Hanson X Reader

Arin’s voice is absolutely breathtaking. What will he think when he hears yours? Word count: 1,217

“Hello?”

     Your voice was groggy as you answered the phone, your eyes still closed to avoid letting in the sunlight that was spilling into your room. Who the hell calls this early on a weekend?

     “Did you just wake up? You do remember that the recording session is now, right?” The voice on the other end had a hint of annoyance, and something that seemed like concern. In your tired state, it took you a few seconds to register who had called. 

     Ross. Crap.

     “Shit, are you serious? I’m on my way. I must’ve forgotten to set my alarm. I’ll be there in 15. Promise,” you apologized frantically, throwing your comforter practically across the room as you tried to locate clothes to quickly put on. Jeans, shirt, socks. The phone was tossed onto the bed and hung up before your best friend ever had a chance to respond. Cursing yourself for being late, you grabbed your car keys, threw on a pair of boots that were sitting by your front door, and ran to your car.

     Dan, Arin, and Brian had invited a few people from the Grumps office to the recording of the final Starbomb album, Tryforce. You have no idea how you made the final cut, but you were invited nonetheless. You let your mind wander a bit as you made your way through the (thankfully) light morning traffic.

     Even though you’d only ever once admitted it, you had always had a soft spot for Arin. He had such a warm energy about him, always so inviting and sweet. At some point during the two years that you had been working with him, the two of you had made a habit of bringing in each others’ coffee orders in the mornings, sometimes with arguably shitty puns written on the side of the cups. The sharpie that sat in your center console served that exact purpose.

     As you pulled up to the recording studio, you could see that there was only one spot left, and it was as far from the entrance as you could possibly get. Fun. Your car creaked to a stop in the parking space, and you bolted into the studio as fast as you could.

     “You’re alive!” Ross joked, turning in his seat to look at you. He laughed a bit to himself as you rolled your eyes and sat in the chair next to him. “Arin told me to give this to you.” You couldn’t help but chuckle as you read the pun that was written in purple marker on your coffee cup. 

     What sound does a sleeping T-rex make? A dino-snore!

     As you took a sip of the now room temperature coffee, you heard the happily familiar voice of Dan doing a mic check before confirming that he was ready to start. Silence engulfed the studio for a moment, and then it began.

     Welcome to the Mario Par-tay!

     The vibe of the song took you by surprise. The auto-tune hit you in a way that got you instantly excited, and it wasn’t even five seconds into the song. Almost subconsciously, your head started bobbing to the rhythm of the music. Once Arin started on his part, you were completely entranced. Your eyes locked onto him, your body still moving a bit to the music.

1, 2, 3, let’s-a go

It’s your boy M-A-R to the I, to the O

Welcome ya to my big ass fuckin house up in the hills

You can get through the gate if you got the dolla bills

     His focus was completely centered on the paper in front of him, hands moving with every word that came out of his mouth. The few strands of hair that were just too short for him to pull back swayed a bit with his movements, still perfectly framing his face, bits of blonde mixed in with the brown locks. It was always amazing to watch him perform. It never got old, seeing him in this zone that he seemed to get to so easily. The sheer focus in his eyes was enchanting.

     “You’re staring again,” the Australian next to you teased, shaking your chair a bit in an attempt to snap you out of your trance. You sat up straight and cleared your throat, slightly glaring at Ross. The smirk on his face gave you the all but overwhelming urge to smack him out of his seat.

     “Shut up before I slap you into the third week of next July,” you threatened. You took another drink of your coffee, trying as hard as you could not to fall back into Arin’s trance.

     “Why don’t you just tell him? You two have great chemistry already. Even if he did say no, it’s not like he’s gonna hate you or something. It’ll just be the same as it is now for you guys, and I know you can’t complain about that.”

     Sometimes you hate the fact that you ever told Ross about your feelings about Arin, because most of the time, he was right. Bastard.

     You looked back at the man that you’ve fallen for, and for a brief moment, his eyes met yours. You felt your mouth form into a smile, his mimicking the action before his focus returned to the lyrics. Damn it, he’s attractive. Maybe he would want to… no. He hasn’t given you any reason that he’d want to date you. It was best not to make assumptions about stuff like that.

     “I am okay with where we’re at right now. I don’t want to take any chances that might screw this up. I’m good.”

     As the song wrapped up, you could see the focus in Arin’s eyes turn to what looked like relief. Dan called for a quick break, allowing Arin to take off his headphones and come into the room that you and Ross were occupying.

     “Hey, I didn’t think you were gonna make it,” he admitted, taking a seat in one of the empty chairs near you.

     “Yea, I’m really sorry. I forgot to set my alarm, and I didn’t have time to grab your coffee, so I’m sorry about that too. I’ll make it up to you, though. Promise.” The words spilled out of your mouth anxiously, but he didn’t seem upset by any of it.

     “Well we’re actually all probably going out for dinner after we wrap up here, so how about you make it up tonight?” he suggested. 

     “Uh yea, I can absolutely do that, sure,” you smiled, subconsciously tapping your fingers on the arm of the chair. “In the meantime, do you want me to get you a water or something?”

     “I’m okay, thanks though. Oh hey, there are some sandwiches over there, I don’t know if you noticed, and we have a shit ton extra because apparently Jory doesn’t know how much food it takes to feed anything less than three villages.” You laughed at his comment, promising you’d take him up on the offer as you hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. It was then that Brian called Arin back in. “I don’t really know how long this’ll all be, but I know it’s likely to be at least a few hours. I’ll try to make it as entertaining as I can.” He winked, and with that, disappeared back into the other room.

[iris-ymir]

The Torment of L’zetta - Part 2 : L’zetta Medrawt

The baby was named “L’zetta”, which soon got shortened to Lizzie by L’zily. Any real naming rituals were not held for the girl, as most of the carnival wanted to have very little to do with a peculiar child, which was seen more as a curse, than a blessing. An ill omen of something to come... L’zily did not let the words of others pull her down though, and she loved her little girl, and the peculiar abnormality she carried nonetheless. Lizzie had inherited the deep black hair of her mother, but her eyes were her father’s red pools, even though the left one appeared more with a pinkish hue, like an eye of a corpse. Said eye had been blind from birth. This did anything but cease the talk of a child of a curse.

Even though Lizzie had been small in birth, she grew up at a decent pace, and astonished her parents and the carnies alike, by learning her first words, ‘mama’ and ‘bunny’ when she had only turned seven moons old. From there, Lizzie learned new words at a fast pace, and could soon form simple sentences. It soon came clear, the child was exceptionally smart. Medrawt was not there to see his daughter grow up. He had only held L’zetta once after her birth, and even then, he had quickly placed the girl back into her mother’s arms. This would not normally be anything weird. Young fathers sometimes were afraid to hold a baby, because they were worried of breaking it. But the expression on Medrawt’s face, when he held Lizzie for only some seconds, was not that of concern... but disgust. Years went by, and Medrawt started spending more and more time in the woods... hunting. Yet he hardly ever brought much meat with him. And after L’zetta’s ninth nameday, L’zily found out Medrawt had an affair with a dancer-girl, who had joined the Carnival some time after Medrawt himself. The girl had been just a teenager back then, but during the past years, she had bloomed into a beautiful young woman. At first, L’zily tried to ignore it, but when Medrawt hardly even returned from the woods anymore, she brought the topic to the table with the man. The two had a loud argument, and soon the carnies saw Medrawt rushing out of L’zily’s tent, with the woman on her heels. The right eye of the woman was swollen, and had started to turn reddish blue. “Leave me the fuck alone!! That's not even my god damn child! Look at her! For who did you spread your legs to bring that... thing into world, huh?!”, the man shoved L’zily in the chest, making her fall back onto a bed of fallen leaves. “...W-What are you talking about?! Medrawt! ...Y-Yeah, run back to that girl of yours! That's what you want?! T-That girl is just a child!”, the keeper woman wailed on the ground, while trying to fight herself back to her feet. Behind her,  at the doorway to the tent, Lizzie peeked out, eyes filled with tears, as her mother had an argument with a man Lizzie hardly even knew, but who’s name she still carried. “Not any more of a child than you, when I met you! Leave me the fuck alone!”, and with that said, Medrawt walked out of the camp, disappearing into the woods. Rougan, the oldest son of the leader of carnival walked up to L’zily, helping her up. The man gave a quick glance towards little Lizzie, before walking L’zily off to find something cold to hold over the eye. The next morning, ashamed of the affair, which had come to daylight, and the daughter he did not even accept as his own, Medrawt Tia took his own life at the age of 39. His body was later found hanging from a tree, close to the campsite. Under the body, the hunters found the corpse of a young dancer-girl, shot in the back with an arrow. 

For the following years, L’zily worked hard to gather money for Lizzie’s studies. It had become clear, the carnival was not the place for the young girl, and L’zily thought about sending the girl to Ul’dah or Gridania, so she could study, as soon as she would come of age. Medrawt’s death had been a hard hit for L’zily’s psyche, and even though she seemed to get over it as time went on... the light in her eyes was gone, and would never return to the former glow of life. When the carnival set a camp, like most of the carnies, L’zily too went to the nearby settlements to earn money. She wanted to take her girl along, but some time after Medrawt’s passing, Lizzie was diagnosed with a weak heart. No one knew if it was something she had from birth, or if it was caused by the stress the young girl had gone through. Lizzie was in no shape for traveling to settlements and back on a daily basis. The tests were made after Lizzy had constantly complained about the pain on her chest, and had ultimately fainted, while eating dinner, after gathering firewood all day. The girl had thrown up onto her plate, and right after fell face first onto it. For the following week, one of other kids had started mimicking her, while others were laughing their asses off. In the end, Lizzy no longer went for dinner with others, and instead ate the leftovers she got from the cook afterwards. The carnival cook did not like the “child of a curse” any more than others, and sometimes threw the food onto the ground for the girl to pick up like a dog. Even though L’zily did her best, balancing between earning money for Lizzie’s studies, and being a mother at home, she could not always be there for her daughter, who was constantly being picked on by the other younglings of the traveling group. Hardly a single day went by without L’zily having to return to her tent, only to find her little daughter bruised, smeared with feces, with a black eye, or torn clothes. After talking to other parents took L’zily nowhere, she finally went to the caravan leader with her problem. The leader... an old, green bearded highlander named Arin, promised he would look after L’zetta, and in the end, the man kept his promise. The bullying ceased almost completely, except for occasional name-calling and pushing. Once, the other kids started throwing rocks at L’zetta when the girl was washing carpets by the stream. One hit her on the temple, drawing blood, and painting the freshly cleaned carpet with red mist. Arin marched in, shouting curses, dragged the boys away by the ear, and made them clean the outhouse for three months. When L’zetta was 14 years old, a long-term lung disease took Arin, and in his place as a leader rose his son, Rougan. This is where L’zetta’s nightmare truly began... < Part 1 : Carnival of Broken Dreams Part 3 : How memories are made... >

[arinmelnikov]

      ❝𝕴 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖋 𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘.❞

                   – – an Arin Melnikov playlist.

1. “Trashed And Scattered” Avenged Sevenfold

Trashed and scattered again, I’m feeling so low You waste your breath while fucking with me, my blood is so cold My destination’s always unknown, I’ll find my way there But you goddamn motherfuckers always wasting my time

I wont be the a victim, but the first to cast a stone Sedated nights to the bar room fights as metropolis takes its toll And don’t you try to stop me, it’s a place you’ll never know Don’t try to judge or take shots at me, I’ll never let you seize control

Play your game and walk away, your integrity don’t mean shit Crawl on me, you fucking parasite, and I’m gonna take you out

2. “Spit It Out” Slipknot

Did you never give a damn in the first place? Maybe it's time you had the tables turned 'Cause in the interest of all involved, I got the problem solved, and the verdict is guilty Man nearly killed me, stepping where you fear to tread Stop, drop, and roll, you were dead from the get-go Big mouth fucker, stupid cocksucker, are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought Always is and never was, foundation made of piss and vinegar Step to me, I'll smear ya, think I fear your bullshit? Just another dumb punk chomping at this shit Here’s another way to break through the noise Was it something that I said that got you bent? Gotta be that way if you want it Sanity, literal profanity, hit me

Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out

About time I set this record straight, all the needlenose punching is making me irate Sick of my bitching falling on deaf ears Where you gonna be in the next five years? The crew and all the fools and all the politics Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick You got dick when they passed out the good stuff Bam, are you sick of me? Good enough, had enough?

Fuck me, I’m all out of enemies Fuck me, I’m all out of enemies Fuck me, I’m all out of enemies

3. “Dust To Dust” Misfits

Hate you, father, for you have sinned Why did you let this life begin? I’m not your savior, I’m not your son A forgotten boy, abandoned creation

Oh, mother, father, answer me Your soulless son, your thing that should not be A brilliant demon, a monster god You gave me life, but took the soul away

With these final words, I pull the switch, we turn to dust Dust to dust My name is like the kiss of death And we embrace, we turn to dust With these final words, I pull the switch, we turn to dust Dust to dust My name is like the kiss of death Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

4. “Walk” Pantera

Can’t you see I’m easily bothered by persistence? One step from lashing out at you You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend I’ve got more friends like you. what do I do?

Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I’ve been Belong You can’t be something you’re not Be yourself by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time

Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk, are you talking to me? Are you talking to me?

5. “Lights Out” Mindless Self Indulgence

Who the hell said any of you get a taste? Do you ever wanna get up all in your face? And nothing you can do could ever make me go away Poor baby, I’m gonna make it all okay

Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That’s what I call entertainment Causing problems makes you famous All the violence makes a statement Punch your lights out, hit the pavement That’s what I call entertainment Causing problems makes you famous All this violence makes a statement

6. “Dead Ringer” Des Rocs

Oh, my reflection's from a time when all the worst was a game Nothing like the shake of life Stuck up in a race, race, race, race, race Hell caught a shadow of a guy Can’t find him one little break See, there’s a gap in his smile For fitting all his pain, pain, pain, pain, pain

Oh, lady I’ve got my hand on the trigger And it’s pointed at the dead ringer

Hold my cigarette while it’s lit And let it burn you, baby Oh, dead ringer, you’re so sick But you look amazing

7. “Are You Dead Yet?” Children Of Bodom

I kiss the ground with love beyond forever Flip off the sky with bleeding fingers till I die

Enemy, take one good look at me Eradicate what you will always be Tainted flesh, polluted soul Through a mirror I behold Throw a punch, shards bleed on the floor Tearing me apart, but I don’t care anymore Should I regret? Or ask myself Are you dead yet?

8. “Blood On My Hands” The Used

You felt the coldness in my eyes, and something I’m not revealing Though you got used to my disguise, you can’t shake this awful feeling It’s the me that I let you know ‘Cause I’ll never show, I have my reasons I hate to say that I told you so, but I told you so

There’s blood on my hands like the blood in you Some things can’t be treated, so don’t make me, don’t make me Be myself around you

9. “Absolute Zero” Stone Sour

The bloody angle, the symmetry Your cheap adhesive isn’t holding me My mouth is a gun I can shoot, I can show you the truth And I don’t need a reason to lie to you

No pun intended, no punishment If I offended you, you needed it Ideas are the bombs in your mind A fissure in time If you don’t have a weapon, you can’t have mine

I can bleed if I wanna bleed I can fail if I feel the need This face is my last confession This life, it feels like a prison

I am not afraid I’m giving in to grievances again You’re looking at an absolute zero I’m not the devil But I won’t be your hero

No fucking quarter, no premiums The world is stuck in delirium Man is a four-letter word, it’s really absurd The hate isn’t fake It’s just inferred

10. “Thank You For The Venom” My Chemical Romance

You’ll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve You wanna follow something? Give me a better cause to lead Just give me what I need Give me a reason to believe

So give me all your poison, and give me all your pills And give me all your hopeless hearts and make me ill You’re running after something that you’ll never kill If this is what you want Then fire at will

11. “Rather Die” Barns Courtney

I can touch the planets through the roof of my car You’re reaching for the heavens, only bark at the stars Now, all your hundred thousands best remember my name I’d sucker punch an army if it got in my way

I came to kill ‘em Now I’m wiping the spit from my eyes I’ll take a beating But I, I’ll never give up I, I, I think I’d rather die I think I’d rather die I think I’d rather I think I’d rather die

12. “Burning Flag” Marilyn Manson

I’ll join the crowd that wants to see me dead Right now I feel I belong for the first time Multiply your death, divide by sex Add up the violence and what do you get?

We are all just stars and we’re waiting We are all just scarred and we’re hating We are all just stars on your burning flag

You can point your gun at me And hope it will go away But if God was alive He would hate you anyway

13. “Bitter” Anarchy Club

I’m sick and tired of the sick and tired Because what it is just ain’t the thing it was before You’ve heard the stories all before But they’re all true What’s in the mirror, clearer Staring back at you

Set it, set it, set it Set it, set it, set it Set it, set it, set it Set it, set it, set it Set it off

14. “Bang” Empires

Well, I’m sick of banging with your skeleton You were gorgeous till you gave out all your skin Now I can never really take it to the heart again I still got yours blowing up inside my head

At least I’m waking up At least I’m waking up with you hiding in my bones At least I’m waking up I’m waking up You’re dying a legend, darling And I’m dying to touch you, baby

Oh wait, oh wait, before I let you go There’s a thread or two still left between our souls But you went messing with the gods and never fell away You’re still burning off the angel on your face

Oh, this is love Bang up my heart to get your love Bang in my heart to feel you, love Bang, bang up my heart to get your love Bang in my heart to feel you Gonna bang, bang up my heart to get your love Bang on my heart

15. “Flames” R3HAB, Zayn, Jungleboi

Well, well, you better run from me You better hit the road You better up and leave Don’t get too close

‘Cause I’m a rolling stone And I keep rolling on You better run from me Before I take your soul

If I go, let me go Don’t you follow me, let me go I will let you down, let me go Even if your heart can’t take it Light me up in flames

16. “Die MF Die” Dope

I don’t need your forgiveness I don’t need your hate I don’t need your acceptance So what should I do?

I’ll be sorry, so you’ve said I’m not sorry Bang, you’re dead

Die, motherfucker Die, motherfucker, die Die, motherfucker Die, motherfucker, die

17. “Bodies” Drowning Pool

Push me again This is the end

One, nothing wrong with me Two, nothing wrong with me Three, nothing wrong with me Four, nothing wrong with me One, something’s got to give Two, something’s got to give Three, something’s got to give Now

Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor

Skin against skin, blood and bone You’re all by yourself but you’re not alone You wanted in, and now you’re here Driven by hate, consumed by fear

18. “No Money” Kings Of Leon

Won’t you give me something I need? Won’t you peel me off of the street? Go and wet my tongue Or spit me up and break me a fever

Give me something I can believe in Give me something to walk me away I’m a waste of time And all in all a waste of a living

Can't you see me walking alone I've been down to the haunts and back And I'm way too tired Of blowing out the burning candle

And all this pissing around Cut loose in this fucking town I ain't coming back I got my ticket on to the next one

19. “Parasite Eve” Bring Me The Horizon

I heard they need better signal Put chip and pins in the needles Quarantine all of those secrets in that black hole you call a brain Before it’s too late

Really we just wanna scream something Only pretend to believe something I know you’re baying for blood I wanna turn you around

You can board up your windows You can lock all your doors But you can’t keep washing your hands of this shit anymore When all the king’s horses and all the king’s men Don’t know their asses from their pathogens When life is a prison and death is the door This ain’t a warning This is a war

It’s a parasite eve Got a feeling in your stomach ‘cause you know that it’s coming So you leave your flowers and grieve Don’t forget what they told you When we forget the infection Will we remember the lesson? If the suspense doesn’t kill you Something else will

20. “Dig” Mudvayne

I would love to beat the face of any motherfucker that’s thinking they can change me White-knuckle grip pushing through for the gold If you want a piece of me, I broke the motherfucking mold

Dig Bury me underneath everything that I am rearranging Dig Bury me underneath everything that I was slowly changing

Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the glock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the glock against your head Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs

21. “In Waves” Trivium

Do I end this all for the world to see? Do I take everybody else down Everybody else down with me?

I know that death approaches fast What’s the purpose if this life won’t last? Pulling everyone down with me

Perpetually Perpetually, we’re igniting it in waves Incessantly Incessantly, we’re sinking in flames

[arin-schreave]

Challenge Eight

here’s my trash- please accept it.

It’s a funeral (no secret there or anywhere really.)

procession

the royal family will be leading the walk behind the casket with the Selected behind them and the Grahams and other family friends are behind the Selected

Mel (she’s great- really she is fine- more like she’s wine)

Arin (sorry but this is byor (bring your own roast))

Wylan (the lad just got his hearing back the day before so he can really hear the sounds of everyone crying, including himself but he tries to hide it bc #nofear and don’t act like you don’t know he’s the best schreave boi)

Safiya (who just got the BEST wedding gift ever)

Theo (shhhhhhhh)

Ayesha? (no freaking clue where she’s at but not around)

Hugo (only person he’s falling for here is Tavi)

Chloé (chaotic and cute)

Connor (funkle)

Colette (jk- only person they should be burying is her and her attitude)

service

eulogy given by Arin (was going to write but i’m deadass too lazy)

reception

Notable Guests in Attendance (other royals too but lazy):

Italy

Princess Livia

Dante Marino

The German Federation

Queen Edith

Prince Frederick (Nathan Niehaus- you’re welcome ;) and thank Bri)

Florian (insert German last name)

Swendway

Queen Verena (#powermove)

Others

Officer Reynold Ryans & family (has a wife named Lively and three little girls- Jamie, Agnes, and Betsy)

This challenge takes place from October 5th (best day of the year) to October 10th. The funeral is on October 7th. Challenge closes August 28th/29th depending on if RPs are finished up.

nothing is required. eliminations will happen. final 2-3 here we come. home stretch.

trash. 

[ladymelissaduthe]

Challenge #0.5

Aka The fic where Missy overthinks and Meets Jackson

a/n: Hello, this was supposed to be posted prior to challenge 1 but I.... didn’t like the opening HAHAHAHAHA so I reworked it and I like this version better. (get’s into Missy’s mindset a little better... I think... and her priorities too HAHAHAHA) 

Anyways, this is set in the first night in the palace. Thank you Bri (@jackson-graham) for this RP (this was the first ever RP I actually did as Missy BSJNDJNJ very illuminating in terms of speech style and mannerisms) , (as always: just saying,,,, Jordan Fisher makes me, ~swoon~ LMAO). Anywhos! enjoy hehe (2704 words)

If you ask me about things that keep me up late at night, I never would have guessed that Arin Schreave would have been somewhere in the top 3. 

Well, meeting Arin Schreave to be more specific.

In the top 2, was what I was going to wear tomorrow. In the top 1 spot was “are people going to like me around here?”

I could have been lying on the most comfortable bed, with a beautiful view of the ocean and it could be the dead of night in one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever had the opportunity to visit, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was going to meet the prince and what exactly I’ve gotten myself into.

For the past two weeks, I’ve been waiting to wake up from all of this, half expecting that this was all some strangely long dream. That /I/, of all the girls from Midston, was picked to meet the prince. Oh gosh what was I doing here?

I suppose the greater question was why was I walking to the kitchens in the dead of night in the palace?

I sigh, wrapping my arms around myself as I continued walking down the hallway I knew where the kitchen was. My maids were kind enough to show me where they placed some of the packed meals I brought with me.

Stressing over meeting a prince really did work up an appetite.

Everything’s fine. Everything’s cool. You’ve already picked out your dress, you’ve taken the time to already practice in the shoes you were going to wear tomorrow. You’ve practiced some of your answers for the interview tomorrow! You’re ready. I mean, come on. You’ve talked to boys before. All this stressing about meeting one boy was definitely going to give me stress lines in the morning. Oh shoot, do I make a right or left by the painting of Danielle Schreave?

Right. I had to make a right then go straight. Huh, the palace was even lovelier in the daytime, and a lot easier to navigate too, but just a few steps more… and I finally find myself at the door Campbell showed me earlier.  

Back in Orleans, I was surrounded by a group of people who liked me—but over here? I had to build up my entire image here from the ground up… and well, I hoped the cupcakes daddy made would help me make friends but… wait, was there someone else in the kitchen?

“What the—” I mutter, seeing someone sitting on top of the counter, munching on… were those the friendship cupcakes I brought with me?

He was… young. My age, I suppose? Familiar looking, but I couldn’t really pinpoint why. He blinks a few times at me, swallowing the bite he just took. 

“Oh, uh… hello” I hear the sound of his phone locking before he sets it on the counter.

I reach up to push some of my unbrushed hair back, trying to make myself look presentable before flashing a smile. Smiling always works, right?

“Hi! I’m Missy! I,” my eyes glance over to what else was in his hands, cupcake… yeap, before my eyes go back to him, “I just got here.”

He hops off the counter and I get a better look at him as he holds out his free hand for a shake, “Jackson. Been here for a while.” He flashes a small lopsided smile.

I maintain my smile, shaking his hand lightly. Jackson. Again… it was familiar. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Jackson.”

Jackson shakes my hand firmly before letting go, “And yours, Missy.”

He holds up the cupcake in his other hand, “Would you like one?”

I can’t help but laugh, eyeing the fridge and make my way to it, a little ways past him.

“No thank you, I had something else in mind. Anyway. I’m glad you’re enjoying my daddy’s cupcakes.”

I catch him setting the cupcake down then rubbing the back of his neck from the corner of my eye. “I um, I’m sorry, I thought they were left behind from dinner.” A small frown appears on his face.

“Oh there’s no need for apologies,” I laugh, trying to put him at ease.

I open the fridge, looking for one of the couple glass containers I brought with me in this huge fridge. Grammy really did make sure that I wouldn’t go hungry over here. Ah here they are. I take the container out and close the fridge. Oh right, Jackson was still here. Cupcakes. Right.

“My daddy made me bring a couple of dozen of those with me.” My eyes look over to where the rest of the cupcakes were, smiling at the memory of my dad giving me those dozens of cupcakes with smileys drawn on them. “Have another one, if you’d like.” I offer.

Jackson’s lips press together, a finger tapping on his leg. He eyes the remaining cupcakes.

“They’re very good.” Jackson looks back to me. “Is he a baker?”

“Yesiree, one of the best bakers his side of Orleans.” I nod, trying to scan the room for a microwave, tapping my nails against my glass container. “And they’re not just god, they’re vegan.”

His brows raise, I wonder if they were threaded or just naturally nice. Why are guy brows always naturally nice? 

“Really?” He picks up the cupcake he left behind and takes a large bite, looking like he was taking his good time to chew before swallowing. Huh, he seems pleasantly surprised. “They taste every bit as good as non-vegan cupcakes.”

“That’s exactly what everyone’s been telling me too,” I laugh. “I don’t know how he does it.” I shake my head lightly, thinking back to the long and winded discussions daddy and I would have over dinner, asking me to try his new vegan cupcakes, then thinking back to the glass container in my hands.

“Mind pointing me in the direction of a microwave?” I ask.

“Sure.” Jackson walks towards me, he points to somewhere behind me. “That door slides to the right. You’ll find it in there.” He flashes a small smile. “Odd, I know.”

“Much thanks.” I grin back to him, turning and walking to the cabinet he pointed out. Sliding it. Why wasn’t it opening?

“Oh..” I was sliding it to the left. I laugh to myself then look to my hands. Right hand, yes. I nod to myself and slide the door to the right, revealing the microwave. “Sometimes I forget which side is which.”

Jackson chuckles, sticking his hands in his pockets. “It’s a wonder you made it here safely.”

“I know! I can’t quite believe how I didn’t get lost on the way here.” I giggle, turning back to the microwave to open it and put my container inside. Why did he look so familiar? Where have I heard that name before?

“So Mister Jackson, do you have a last name?”

He averts his eyes for a moment, then looks back to me. My brows raise at that. Was it weird to ask him his last name? ((“Waldia. Jackson Waldia.”))

“Graham. Jackson Graham.”

“It has a nice ring to it.” I reply to him. I press a couple of buttons on the microwave. Cook time. Uh… two and half minutes seems alright. The microwave starts to whirr. Jackson Graham did sound like a nice name.

Graham. Jackson Graham. As in… Jackson Graham…. The brother of Felicity Graham…? Ex-Fianceé to Prince Arin…. Oh. Could that be why he averted his eyes? If I met someone who potentially could be the replacement girlfriend to my sister’s ex-fiancé, I probably would have done the same. I wouldn’t know. I’m an only child. “You’re the prince’s friend, right?”

He nods quickly, “Mostly. More with Safiya though. Well, Princess Safiya.” A small smile appears. “Haven’t called her that in a while.”

“Guess someone’s Mister Popular with the royals…” I tease, turning fully to face him, leaning on the cabinet.

“A byproduct of being the younger Graham.” He tilts his head, his eyes moving to somewhere behind me. “A vegan meal I take it?”

“How’d you guess?” I give a quick glance back to the microwave.

“Luckily.” He meets my gaze again. “Did you follow in his footsteps? With the baking?”

I blink, but quickly shake my head. “As a hobby, yes. Professionally? Not quite.” I laugh. “I followed my mama’s footsteps in that department.”

“Weddings. I plan weddings.” I add, feeling a sense of pride saying it.

Jackson seems intrigued, but considers my reply before giving me a crooked smile.

“I think I’ve finally met someone in a business happier than mine.” He replies.

I grin at that remark. “And what business are you in, Jackson?” I put my hands behind me, what exactly are other happy occupations?

“Aspiring veterinarian. Right now I work at an animal shelter.” His smile grows ever so slightly, but I feel myself instinctively smile wider. I gasp, just at the thought of working with animals. That sounds super adorable.

“That sounds absolutely delightful! You must get to work with the cutest little critters.”

A small laugh comes from him, “Critters is definitely one word for them. You’re right though. I couldn’t love another job more.”

“If you ask me, I think your business is happier than mine.” I chuckle, pushing some of my hair back. “I mean, nothing’s more pure than that.” Comparing it to weddings, working with animals does sound more pure for sure.

His arms fold loosely across his chest. “I could argue love in a marriage is just as pure.”

Love in a marriage. I place a hand on my cheek. Oh, you could only hope for that. That feeling when you’re walking down the aisle to the person you know you want to spend the rest of your life with, that security, that love.

“Weddings are definitely filled with pure joy.” Oh I hope I could find that here. Here. Selection. Palace. Prince. I blink for a couple of seconds, pulling myself from my daydream… nightdream?

“You can only hope for that.” I shake myself out of it. I was hoping to find that here, maybe.

“Is that why you got into the business? To take part in the joy?”

“I’ve always loved weddings, even when I was little. Everything… everything about it so magical. The moment you see a bride on her wedding day and when she walks down the aisle.” I squeal unapologetically, feeling the secondhand butterflies in my stomach just thinking of it. I live for those moments. “It just makes me so happy to see everyone happy.”

Jackson points a finger to me and my fangirling over weddings, “Pure. See?”

I grin. “I guess you could say I’m just a die hard for weddings.” I laugh to myself. Was living on secondhand butterflies from weddings really that bad? Not actually. At least I wasn’t bitter over people’s happiness. Not at all. Okay… maybe slightly jealous but that’s beyond my point.

The microwave beeps as I continue to explain. “But maybe animals can make you just as happy. My mama has always told me that happiness can come in any shape or form.”

He hums at that. “Thankfully, so do animals.” He breathes out a chuckle through his nose.

“Oh definitely!” I open the microwave, talking about animals making me think of my own pet. “Huh, makes me already miss Pancake.” I take my container out, damn it was still hot. I quickly set it on the counter.

“Dog? Cat? Bird?” he asks, opening a drawer and handing me a fork.

“More like… a pet pig.” I laugh, taking the fork and waiting for his reaction. I wonder what an aspiring veterinarian would think of a pet pig…

He gapes for a moment, looking quite intrigued, “Do you really?”

“Now why would I lie about having a pet pig?” I lean my side against the counter, giving him my best amused look. “Pancake the sweetest little thing you’ll find.”

Jackson’s brows furrow, “Why a pig? Do you have other livestock?”

“Not really, we don’t have any other animals other than Pancake.” I shake my head, grinning. “Some people choose to have a dog, I just… got a pig”

Pancake was a gift from a client, and he’s been a part of my family ever since I was 15. Been the cutest little thing in the family since me.

“Uncommon.” He smiles. “I appreciate that.”

“Pancake’s the reason why, I kind of went… vegan.” I smirk, “I mean acon wasn’t the same after I got him.”

He chuckles, “I can imagine. I have a feeling I might go down the same path starting next year.”

I raise my brows. “Well if you need a recipe or two to start adjusting, you’ll know where to find me.” Did that sound… too cocky? Oh god. “Not that I’m implying that I might stay here long, I mean—I HOPE I DO!” I set the fork in my vegan pasta.

There were no guarantees that I was actually staying here. Oh I should stop rubbing my wrists, that’s not cute at all. I breathe out a laugh. Oh wow, even when I laugh it’s awkward.

“You know, it’s okay. To be confident about staying.” A small smile forms on his face. I appreciate people who try to smile to cheer others up. “Not everyone is confident in the good kind of context, but it seems like you have the right idea.”

I look to him after considering his words, trying to relax myself.

“Sorry,” I shake my head. “Tomorrow’s just a big day, and well, I guess you can call this first night jitters.”

I think to myself, why was I so worried? Maybe it’s because you saw your competition today, all 34 of them.

I’ve never felt so small before, and I was 5 foot 9! Still, I felt so small, even when having read the backgrounds on everyone in the magazines. They were beautiful, well-educated, and a lot of their names were scattered more than mine was when we got to the airport.

I press my lips together, trying to dismiss those thoughts. I was well-liked back home, everyone loved me back in Orleans. I was going to be my best self and let everything follow.

I straighten my back.

“Thank you.”

“I’m sure you’ll do plenty fine. I know…” he seems to pause ever so slightly, “the situation is precarious. But Arin is kind. Remember that, despite everything else.” He smiles kindly at me.

For the first time in a long time, I felt so small in the scheme of all things, like I didn’t have much control. Kindness was the only thing that could soothe my mind for now, or the guarantee of the presence of kindness. I hope Arin was as kind as Jackson said.

“Kindness is all that I can really as for here.” I feel my smile tilting, “or anywhere really.” I look down on my glass container and try to pick it up, but it was still too hot. Guess I’ll have to improvise. I grab a part of my dress’ skirt to act as a mitt and it surprisingly worked.

“I’ll be having this in my room.” I feel myself smile a little brighter as I walk to Jackson’s direction, and gesture my head to the direction of the cupcakes on the counter.

“Help yourself to more of the cupcakes. See it as an introduction to veganism 101.” I scrunch my face up, teasing him.

He chuckles a bit, “Thanks. I hope you um, enjoy the meal.” He gestures to what I’m holding.

“Thank you for showing me where the microwave is.” I say before starting to make my way back to the door I came in. “Nice meeting you, Mister Jackson Graham!”

“You too, Missy.” I hear him call back, seeing him offer a small wave from the corner of my eye.

Aside from the stylists and my maids, that was the first full conversation I’ve had here. Huh, who knew my conversation here was gonna be with the brother of the Prince’s ex-fiancee.

I wonder if his sister was as nice as he was.

[ashleyisdeviant]

AN————————————

So here we are! I know it took my a long time to get this part out. I’m sorry. I hope you enjoy!

————————finding myself in you————————

(Part 3)

Arin’s lips curved into a small triumphant smile before he slowly placed his hands on the sides of Dan’s face, his thumbs brushing gently against the slight stubble that lay there.

“I’m going to kiss you, okay?”

Dan felt Arin’s breath cascade across his burning face, his warm palms and steady pressure fogging up Dan’s brain. He managed to nod his head in consent, mentally bracing himself for the foreign feeling to come.

Very slowly and very carefully, Arin brought his lips closer to Dan’s, pausing for just a half a second before he finally slotted their mouths together.

Dan’s eyes slid closed as he took in the familiar yet completely new sensations as they combined. Arin’s mouth was warm and soft, not unlike any other girl that he had kissed. But Arin’s mustache was poking slightly into his own upper lip and that was a feeling that he had never felt before. Dan moved his mouth slowly against Arin’s until he could taste him and suddenly he decides he doesn’t mind the foreign feeling at all.

Arin nibbled on Dan’s lower lip, sliding his tongue along it slowly until Dan finally opened his mouth to him. Arin was slow, yet deliberate in his exploration. Dan felt him curl his tongue deliciously in his mouth and that sent a heavy throbbing straight through his body. Arin’s hands inched their way down Dan’s neck and chest, the fabric of his shirt bunching slightly under his palms as Arin descended.

Dan felt the butterflies in his chest dip into his stomach as Arin’s fingers slid beneath his shirt. He pulled his mouth away from Dan’s.

“Is this okay?” Arin whispered, his breath enchanting and inviting. Dan nodded strongly.

“Don’t stop.”

Dan watched as Arin’s eyebrows raised slightly in surprise, and he couldn’t blame him. He was surprising himself most of all. With a sudden new found confidence coupled with a pooling heat between his legs, Dan placed his hand on the back of Arin’s head, capturing his mouth once more.

Arin let out a small gasp against his lips and Dan couldn’t help the swarm of butterflies as they stirred in his stomach. Arin was simply beautiful.

The air in the room sparked with a new found urgency as Arin’s expert fingers danced down Dan’s tan stomach then hooked around the button on his jeans. The slight burn of nerves began to flare inside his chest, but his head was too foggy to care. He was so enthralled by Arin’s slow and steady touches that his gender was the last thing on Dan’s mind. A slight roll of his hips was all the encouragement Arin needed to pull the metal zipper down and inch Dan’s jeans down his thighs.

Arin’s eyes flicked up to Dan’s, looking for permission to toe the line even further.

“Touch me, baby.” Dan groaned.

Arin waisted no time in complying, placing his palm against Dan’s hardness bulging through his black briefs.

“Is all that for me, stud?” Arin purred as he kneaded him.

Dan’s face adopted a smirk,his confidence spiking as he leaned back against the couch with his hands behind his head.

“All yours, baby boy.”

The smile that split Arin face was breathtaking.

‘I could pretend,’ Dan thought as Arin peeled down his underwear. ‘I could close my eyes right now and pretend that’s a girls hand touching me.’ But when Arin’s warm brown eyes found his as he swirled his thumb around the head of Dan’s cock he realized, in this moment, the only person he wanted touching him right now was Arin.

Arin’s hand worked him, pumping his shaft with slow but steady strokes. Dan groaned and fought the urge to pump harder into his fist. Arin’s cheeks were red and his breathing had picked up. Was Arin enjoying this as much as he was? This made Dan curious.

“Can I see you?”

Arin blinked at him for a moment.

“You want me to take my pants off too?”

“Yeah, if that’s okay.”

Arin smiled, looking a little pleased.

“Sure.”

The soft warmth of Arin’s palm left him for only a moment while he quickly worked off his pants. Arin was smaller than he was, but only by a little. He found he was becoming more comfortable with his current situation so he adjusted himself on the couch and beckoned for Arin to come and join him again.

“Get over here, beautiful.”

The redness in Arin’s cheeks deepened as he complied. As he moved towards him, Dan couldn’t help but smile at his new found shyness. Arin slowly kneeled between Dan’s knees, locking eyes with him for a moment before allowing his hand to find its way back to his shaft. He gave a firm squeeze and Dan moaned deeply. Arin’s lips turned up into a smirk.

“You can tell you’re a singer. Your moans are beautiful, dude.”

Dan felt his chest tighten at the compliment. It also seemed to help stoke the flames churning in the pit of his stomach as Arin’s soft, skilled hand pumped him quicker now. Dan’s eyes slid back down to Arin’s cock. It was hard and weeping at the tip. He was overcome with the urge to make Arin feel good in return, but he couldn’t bring himself to do that just yet.

“You should touch yourself too.” Dan insisted.

Arin’s eyes met his for a moment before he slowly lowered his free hand down to wrap around his own cock. Arin let out a satisfied grunt as his eyes slid closed. His hand working both of their throbbing shafts at the same pace. Dan couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting forward into Arin’s fist. He felt his toes begin to curl as he crept closer to the edge, but suddenly Arin’s hand left him. Dan resisted the urge to whine desperately.

“I want to try something, if that’s okay with you.” Arin said with a raised eyebrow, silently asking permission. Dan’s voice shook and was breathy as he spoke.

“Yeah, go for it.”

Arin put his hands on Dan’s thighs and pushed his legs together before straddling him with a knee on either side of his hips. Dan knew that a part of him deep down was terrified of what was happening but right now he couldn’t care less. He just wanted to feel Arin on him, around him, everywhere. He wanted to drown himself in Arin and his soft touches and his warm eyes and his beauty.

Arin stroked himself a few more times before lowering himself down on Dan, his warm, heavy cock sliding deliciously against his own. Dan gasped and dug his nails into the couch cushions.

“This okay?” Arin asked as he wrapped both his hands around their cocks.

“Fuck yeah.” Dan moaned as he squirmed beneath Arin. “Feels so fucking good, baby.”

“I love the way you talk to me, Dan.” Arin purred as he moved his hands, slowly sliding his cock along Dan’s while he worked them both.

“It’s easy with you. You’re so fucking beautiful, Arin.”

Arin moaned louder, letting his head fall back as a cascade of two toned hair fell around his shoulders. Dan felt Arin’s grip tighten as he rocked down onto him, pre cum lubricating his slides.

“Come on singer boy, I want to hear what you sound like when you cum.”

Dan felt his words shock him to his core.

“Oh fuck,” Dan whined. “Fuck Ar, I’m going to cum. You’re going to make me cum, baby.”

Dan felt his entire body tremble as a burning heat pulsed it’s way through his body. Arin’s knees on either side of him clenched. He was cumming.

That realization sent Dan free falling into his own orgasm, moaning out Arin’s name as he shot hot ropes of cum onto his own stomach, mixing with Arin’s. Arin shivered and groaned with every wave of pleasure that crashed into him. It was really something to watch.

Dan’s living room was silent, the only thing to be heard was their heavy breaths as they both made their way back down to earth.

“Towel?” Arin questioned as he finally stood.

“First door to your right down the hall.”

Arin nodded and disappeared for a moment. Dan sat up on the couch and ran a shaky hand through his curls. He felt good. He was waiting for the shame or uncomfortable feeling to set in, but it never came. He was smiling to himself as Arin re-appeared, clothes back on and towel in hand.

“Thanks.” Dan mumbled as he took it and cleaned himself off, feeling a little vulnerable being the only who was naked now.

“That was quite a big smile I seen. Did I have anything to do with that?” Arin teased.

Dan chuckled as he threw his clothes back on.

“You had everything to do with it, man.”

“I’m honored.” Arin smirked. “So, the other side of the fence has some green grass, doesn’t it?”

Dan nodded, a smile splitting his face even wider.

“Yeah, yeah I think so.”

They shared a nice quiet moment of understanding and smiles before Arin decided he had to go.

“Can I... uh... give you my number just in case you wanna hang out, you know, off the clock?”

Butterflies took flight inside Dan’s stomach as he nodded.

“I’d like that

AN————————————

So there you have it! That’s probably all I’ll write for this for now. I might continue it later but I’m comfortable with where it ended for now. Thank you everyone who stuck around to read it.

💋

[onestowatch]

The Best of 2019 and Beyond | Staff Picks

It’s the end of 2019. The world is on fire. You inhale your mango-flavored juul pod. The most pivotal figure in the world is a 16-year-old Swedish girl. Your Amazon Alexa listens intently in the corner of your bedroom. What I’m trying to say is that it has been an absolutely crazy year and an equally mind-blowing year for music. And what better way to cap the end of a year, an end of a decade than to perform a mandated survey on the entire Ones To Watch staff in the hopes of gathering their thoughts on the music that shaped their 2019, their 2010s, and their predictions for this brave new decade.

Maxamillion Polo

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: An honest toss-up between keshi and Aries. Believe 2020 belongs to them.

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Lizzo, who is finally getting the recognition she’s deserved for years.

Best Music Video of 2019: BTS - “Boy With Luv”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Carly Rae Jepsen, this year and every year.

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Childish Gambino at The Forum. Felt like church.

Favorite 2019 trend: stan and cancel culture. Live by the sword; die by the sword.

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Naruto-running through Area 51.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Conan Gray is going to be absolutely massive come this time next year.

Favorite Song of 2019: Dominic Fike, Kenny Beats - “Phone Numbers”

Favorite Album of 2019: Tyler, the Creator - IGOR

Favorite Artist of 2019: Lil Nas X, if only for his Twitter presence.

wow thanks u guys pic.twitter.com/CetLFOKP41

— nope (@LilNasX)

December 6, 2019

Favorite Song of the Decade: Grimes - “Oblivion.” Honorable mention goes to Mitski’s “Nobody.”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Kanye West - The Life of Pablo

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Childish Gambino, an unmatched creative.

New Year’s Resolution?: Take more pictures, edit more videos, cook more, and discover more artists.

Green Lee

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Arin Ray

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Kenny Beats

Best Music Video of 2019: TOSS UP BETWEEN GINGER ROOT’S “WEATHER” & “B4” BOTH FIRE. HUGE FAN. CAMERON LEW, YOU’RE THE MAN.

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: BENEE

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: SLOWTHAI AT THE ECHO WITH DAVID O’ CONNOR. HOW MANY OF YOU CAN SAY THAT YOU’VE MOSHED WITH YOUR BOSS? HUH!?

Favorite 2019 trend: @foosgonewild

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Game of Thrones’ trash ass ending.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: BENEE

Favorite Song of 2019: Monsune - “Outta My Mind”

Favorite Album of 2019: MAGGIE ROGERS – HEARD IT IN A PAST LIFE

Favorite Artist of 2019: Channel Tres

Favorite Song of the Decade: Tyler The Creator ft. Frank Ocean - “She”

Favorite Album of the Decade: SHIT. This is hard. Majid Jordan by Majid Jordan or Whack World by Tierra Whack.

Favorite Artist of the Decade: BROCKHAMPTON.

New Year’s Resolution?: To be a better son and take better care of my body. Your health is your wealth. 

Jenna Singer

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Huron John

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Johnny Utah

Best Music Video of 2019:  Loved ROLE MODEL’s newest lyric video for “that’s just how it goes” – super simple and done very well.

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: I don’t typically crush on artists, but seeing Jeremy Zucker perform live was a momementttttt

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Polo & Pan – they are incredible, such a party

Favorite 2019 trend: Loose jeans lol – may low rise skinny jeans burn in the past forever

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Diplo playing Stagecoach – still confused, slightly jealous I missed it

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Ahhhhh! This is so hard to tell, the ability to make it big has been redefined with the ability to make music in your room. Really digging Gracie Abrams right now!

Favorite Song of 2019:  I have the worst memory, but “Hit the Back” by King Princess is a whole jam and has been on repeat

Favorite Album of 2019: Again, worst memory but LOVING Immunity by Clairo right now

Favorite Artist of 2019: Clairo

Favorite Song of the Decade: i. have. the. worst. memory. I’m going to go with “Stolen Dance” by Milky Chance

Favorite Album of the Decade: Sadnecessary by Milky Chance – a go to

Favorite Artist of the Decade: … Justin Bieber. Not for necessarily for his music, he’s withstood well against a lot of pressures from being such a world famous artist

New Year’s Resolution?: MAKE BIG CAREER MOVES – also carve out more time to relax. You are your best when you’re rested and clear-minded!

David O’ Connor

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Sam Fender. So much more to come from him, can’t wait.

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Clairo, built her own queendom of timely perception.

Best Music Video of 2019: “CRYABY” by Dijon. Visually tackles an emotion that’s hard not to look at.

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Lauren Sanderson. She may not care but I do enough for the both of us.

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Wednesday, June 19, 2019. Sir SlowThai @The Echo w/ @fuqgreen.

Favorite 2019 trend: Flood-prepped pants  

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Lizzo memeing and melting the internet at every occasion.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Arlo Parks, Deb Never, Dijon, Arizona Zervas, Audrey Mika, Alaina Castillo, Garçons, Sam Fender.

Favorite Song of 2019: “CHA” by LAUNDRY DAY. I am equally nostalgic and envious to write so honestly about teenage angst.

Favorite Album of 2019: slowthai - Nothing Great about Britain

Favorite Artist of 2019: slowthai

Favorite Song of the Decade: ANHONI - “Drone Bomb Me.” If you know me well, maybe too well, I’ll sing this song happily and loudly.

Favorite Album of the Decade: Intuitively obvious but My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy was the decade’s benchmark

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Kanye. Defending him became my protagonist social calendar.

New Year’s Resolution?: Work with more diehards before I die.

Malcolm Gray

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Sudan Archives

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Channel Tres

Best Music Video of 2019: Solange - “Almeda”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Green Leef

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Channel Tres at The Moroccan Lounge

Favorite 2019 trend: Creatives demanding ownership

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: The last season of Game of Thrones being so mid

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Baby Keem

Favorite Song of 2019: Tyler, The Creator - “I Think”

Favorite Album of 2019: Toro y Moi - Outer Peace

Favorite Artist of 2019: Toro y Moi

Favorite Song of the Decade: Darius - “Hot Hands”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Kanye West - Yeezus

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Frank Ocean

New Year’s Resolution?: Listen to more music and make some music

Jimmy Smith

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Can't Swim

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Grayscale and Angel Du$t

Best Music Video of 2019: Blink-182 - “Not Another Christmas Song”

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Vans Warped Tour 25 Year Anniversary Festival

Favorite 2019 trend: TikTok, all of it.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: The Chats

Favorite Song of 2019: Bring Me The Horizon - “Sugar Honey Ice & Tea”

Favorite Album of 2019: Issues - Beautiful Oblivion

Favorite Artist of 2019: Waterparks

Favorite Song of the Decade: Angel Du$t - “Toxic Boombox”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Every Time I Die - Low Teens

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Every Time I Die

New Year’s Resolution?: Meet My Chemical Romance

Alec Wing

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Little Simz

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Billie Eilish

Best Music Video of 2019: FKA twigs - “Cellophane”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: UMI

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: James Blake / The Strokes / The Who

Favorite 2019 trend: IGOR Wig

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Drake Getting Booed off stage at Camp Flog Gnaw

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Aldous Harding

Favorite Song of 2019: YBN Cordae ft. Anderson .Paak - “RNP”

Favorite Album of 2019: JPEGMAFIA - All My Heroes Are Cornballs

Favorite Artist of 2019: James Blake

Favorite Song of the Decade: Frank Ocean – “Self Control”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Kendrick Lamar - To Pimp A Butterfly

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Kendrick Lamar

New Year’s Resolution?: To build something and be proud of it.

Precious Kato

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Monsune

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: BENEE

Best Music Video of 2019: Jungle - "Casio"

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Oscar Jerome

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: The 1975 at The Roxy

Favorite 2019 trend: Wearing your jacket draped over your shoulders. It feels badass!

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Having not one but two Fyre Festival documentaries.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: DVNA

Favorite Song of 2019: Friendly Fires - “Offline"

Favorite Album of 2019: Loyle Carner - Not Waving But Drowning

Favorite Artist of 2019: Hablot Brown

Favorite Song of the Decade: HONNE - “Take You High"

Favorite Album of the Decade: Mac Miller - The Divine Feminine

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Tom Misch

New Year’s Resolution?: Learn how to separate hope and naiveté.

Alexa Schoenfeld

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Hamzaa, Jean Dawson.

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Baby Rose, slowthai

Best Music Video of 2019: UMI ft. YEEK – “RUNNIN (EP. 3)”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: FKA Twigs, Pell

Best Concert You Attended in 2019:  PVRIS at The El REY 

Favorite 2019 trend: Millenial app astrology – have you entered the Co-Star universe?

What cultural moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: No genre boundaries, no gender boundaries

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Remi Wolf, Peach Tree Rascals

Favorite Song of 2019: Jacob Collier ft. Daniel Caesar - “Time Alone With You” 

Favorite Album of 2019:  The Menzingers - Hello Exile 

Favorite Artist of 2019: UMI

Favorite Song of the Decade: The 1975 – “SOMEBODY ELSE”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Childish Gambino – “Awaken, My Love!”

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Kanye West

New Year’s Resolution?: EXHALE DEEPER

Brooke Pohle

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Briston Maroney

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Summer Walker

Best Music Video of 2019: Jadu Heart - “Purity”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: I would end it all for A$AP Rocky this year and every year

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Maggie Rogers at the Greek Theatre

Favorite 2019 trend: Reflective 3M jackets

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: The mess of Area 51

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Patrick Martin

Favorite Song of 2019: Maggie Rogers - “Light On”

Favorite Album of 2019: Billie Eilish - When we all fall asleep where do we go?

Favorite Artist of 2019: Briston Maroney

Favorite Song of the Decade: Rihanna - “Stay”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Lorde - Pure Heroine

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Rainbow Kitten Surprise

New Year’s Resolution?: Put my mental health first!!!

Jess Chung

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Rosemary Fairweather

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: BENEE

Best Music Video of 2019: Crumb - “M.R.”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Pedro Sampaio

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Dominic Fike

Favorite 2019 trend: fanny packs !

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: the reappearance of Keanu Reeves on social media / memes / movies / games

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Clairo

Favorite Song of 2019: Rex Orange County - “10/10”

Favorite Album of 2019: BROCKHAMPTON - Ginger

Favorite Artist of 2019: BROCKHAMPTON

Favorite Song of the Decade: Dominic Fike - “King of Everything” 

Favorite Album of the Decade: Tyler, the Creator - Flower Boy 

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Tyler, the Creator

New Year’s Resolution?: Do more hikes !

Jessica Thomas

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Hope Tala

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Rosalia

Best Music Video of 2019:  Ashnikko - “Hi It’s Me”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: ROSALÍA

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: BANKS at the Palladium

Favorite 2019 trend: Not sure if this counts but this dude is my hero… (editor’s note: totally doesn’t but I’ll accept cause same)

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Juice WRLD’s tragic passing and the effect it will have on generations of creatives to come.

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Boy in Space (!!!)  

Favorite Song of 2019: YBN Cordae ft. Anderson. Paak - “RNP“

Favorite Album of 2019: Matthew Chaim - The Mathematics of Nature

Favorite Artist of 2019: Lolo Zouaï

Favorite Song of the Decade: BANKS - "Gemini Feed"

Favorite Album of the Decade: SZA  - Ctrl

Joey Legittino

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: BabyJake

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Aries

Best Music Video of 2019: Supa Bwe ft. Qari - “LOOK”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Kailee Morgue

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Beck, Cage the Elephant, and Spoon at FivePoint Ampitheatre 

Favorite 2019 trend:Cowboy culture hitting the mainstream. Yee Yee!

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Eating tide pods

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Ant Saunders

Favorite Song of 2019: Augustine - “Guts”

Favorite Album of 2019: Cage the Elephant - “Social Cues”

Favorite Artist of 2019: BabyJake

Favorite Song of the Decade: Mac Miller - “Self Care”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Blink-182 - “Neighborhoods”

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Mac Miller forever

New Year’s Resolution?: To not wait until New Years to make new resolutions for myself.

Chase Nathan

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: EARTHGANG

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: JID

Best Music Video of 2019: DaBaby - “BOP”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Dominic Fike :)

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: slowthai at Flog Gnaw

Favorite 2019 trend: Baggy Pants - no more of that cuffed pant look

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Being 10th row at Flog Gnaw for Drake

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Bakar, Guapdad 4000, Kent Jamz, Grip, KEY!, Mez

Favorite Song of 2019: Tyler, The Creator - “ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?”

Favorite Album of 2019: Dreamville - Revenge Of The Dreamers III

Favorite Artist of 2019: Tyler, The Creator

Favorite Song of the Decade: Mac Miller ft. Anderson .Paak - “Dang!”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Anderson .Paak - “Malibu”

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Tie between Anderson .Paak and Pusha T

What Is Your New Year’s Resolution?: Be more positive!

George Schaefer

Most Underrated Artist of 2019: Pi'erre Bourne

Best Breakout Artist of 2019: Baby Keem

Best Music Video of 2019: Octavian ft. Skepta & Michael Phantom - “Bet”

Biggest Artist Crush of 2019: Summer Walker, Jhene Aiko

Best Concert You Attended in 2019: Baby Keem at The Roxy

Favorite 2019 trend: Igor Wig

What moment of 2019 will you not be forgetting anytime soon?: Watching Drake get boo'ed off stage

Who is poised to be the breakout artist(s) of 2020: Jean Dawson

Favorite Song of 2019: Pi'erre Bourne - “Guillotine”

Favorite Album of 2019: Baby Keem - DIE FOR MY BITCH

Favorite Artist of 2019: Toro y Moi

Favorite Song of the Decade: Kanye West ft. Pusha T - “Runaway”

Favorite Album of the Decade: Frank Ocean - Channel Orange

Favorite Artist of the Decade: Frank Ocean

New Year’s Resolution?: Get a job.

[dear-arin-hanson]

Day 23 : "It's Tradition"

Arin sighs deeply and pulls at the sweater collar that feels to be choking him. He had to 'dress nice' and he wasn't trusted to do that on his own so he was given clothes to wear. "I look like a virgin." "Good." He mom replies from the front seat. "Honest advertising." He brother says not even looking up from his gameboy. Arin sighs even deeper. "Why do we have to do this?" "We don't have to Arin, but its tradition and it's your family, so pipe down." His mom retorts and tosses a balled up straw wrapper over her shoulder at him that was in the cupholder. "Ew!" "You're probably the one who left it there." She chuckled and he rolled his eyes quietly because she was probably right. "Why couldn't I bring Suzy? Or Danny? Or even Ray!?" He asks "Ray? You really want to bring Ray to your uncles house?" "Hell no, you got me on that one. What about Jeremy?" He tries. "Oh, the quiet one. You might have been able to talk me into that one." She notes as she touches up her lipstick at a red light while the car is stopped. "Now you tell me." Arin mutters and crosses his arms in a huff. "Arin, dear, it's your family. And it's a fee hours of free food and a few gifts and at least 3 people there will sneak you booze!" She says which makes him laugh a little bit. "I don't drink, mom." "Oh no no. Not my good boy Arin." She says in playful mockery. "I'm not kidding!" He says with a gently hit to the back of her seat and more laughter. She really had a way of turning his mood around

[bring-forth-your-justice]

Chapter 1: Troubled Mind (Reader x Akira Kurusu)

So um, I wrote a fic. I already have 3 chapters complete for this long fic. When I say long, I mean very long *cough* 15,293 words *cough*. So a bit of context to the story, it ties in with persona 3 because of the reader’s past. As well a major change to the story (won’t reveal it because I’m not so sure on whether to add it in or leave it out.) Hope you enjoy reading this piece of trash.

You couldn’t be late to school, not today.

You ran past people in a panic to reach the subway. The forecast said it was gonna rain today, but your wonderful and brilliant brain forgot that. Not that it mattered anyway, you had no idea where your umbrella went.

Thankfully it wouldn’t rain for another hour or so, that was your saving grace for the day. You only wished it could’ve been used for something else though.

You reached the subway just in time and pushed your way into the cramped train, managing to grab the last seat. You held your bag tight, so tight that you could’ve sworn that your papers were gonna be in crumples by the time you left. “Maybe today won't be as hectic as I predicted”. You thought to yourself, as you tried to doze off for the duration of the ride for Shujin Academy.

Normally you were never late, not once did you ever miss school, and you wouldn’t dare over sleep. After all, you were the student council vice president! You were a straight A student for goodness sakes! You were the person every student would look to for help and advice, a role model. Only second to Makoto, but even then you both were identical in terms of efficiency and marks.

So why were you late?

Well, you weren’t late, not really. It’s just your student council meetings start before school does and that's what you couldn’t be late for. You had many things flooding your mind last night and you ended up over sleeping.

Luckily your 3rd alarm woke you up. If not for that, Makoto would’ve freaked and sent enough messages for the constant dinging to wake you up.

The train had stopped and you made your way past the other passengers. You put your headphones on and started making your way to school.

As you made your way towards the school, you spotted the alleyway that Ryuji and you would walk through together. You flinched at the thought of just hanging around Ryuji again. As badly as you wanted to again, as badly as you wanted to say sorry and make him smile, you couldn’t. There was just something standing in your way, why lie to yourself? There was someone in your way.

The gloomy clouds plagued the skies above you but it didn't matter now, you’d finally reached school. Walking through the empty halls seemed to take more effort than usual. It seemed the feeling of the desolate halls had caused you to forget about your surroundings, as you had tuned out someone shouting your name.

“Y/N! Y/N! CAN YOU EVEN HEAR ME!? Oh GoD!” She hollered, as she tried to close the gap between the two of you.

You lept back as the girl caught up to you and grabbed your shoulder. She then continued to slump forward, crouching, in an attempt at catching her breath. “Arine? What’s wrong?! You look exhausted.” You say in confusion as you take out the headphones from your ears. 

Arine suddenly shot up at what you had said, with only frustration to be dissected from her expression and beads of sweat showering down from her hair.

You jumped back at the sudden action, still dazed with her conduct.

“Are YOU REALLY asking ME if there’s something WRONG with ME!?” She retorted back, still huffing, slightly slouched. Just as you slightly parted your mouth to respond to her, she cut you off. “Never mind that, c’mon the meetings gonna start. I was looking to see if you had came or not. But, like always, your right here.” She sent you a quick loving smile and grabbed your left hand, and dragged you to the council room.

“ Sooo..er..Arine, why exactly were you so upset?” You spoke shyly, you were now walking beside her, retaining your elegant stature. Arine was a first year, and the treasurer of the student council. Although a very small and timid girl, she proved to be very enthusiastic around those she knows well.

“Well, besides the fact that you made me run after you around the school, and made me look like a fool for yelling and screaming your name about 4 billion times..” She spoke sarcastically as she turned to face you. “ The..” You noticed the sudden shift in her expression, from one with glee to one with dread and unease. Your face didn’t falter from its blank expression, but you felt concern ebbing away your lifeless expression.

“It’s j-just the..um...the t-transfer s-student”.

The transfer student? Wha-oH WAIT! “OH, yes of course! It seems as if I had forgotten about him. I just had a lot on my mind the other night, and I forgot he was coming today.” You spoke with more confidence.

“But why exactly are you mortified by just talking about him?” You slyly inferred. Arine shot her head down, being both shocked and embarrassed by you noticing her dismay. “Oh, um. Well, err you see..uhh.” She choked on her words, making it hard for you to understand why this student brought out her inner demons just at the mention of him.

‘GOOD LORD! Was this boy the new coming of Voldemort!?’ You thought, with concern now evident on your face.

“A-apparently he’s currently on probation for ASSAULT! A-and I overheard some of the teachers that he’s really d-dangerous, they said that if he had a knife that day...he wouldn’t be convicted of assault but ..m-murder.” Arine started to tremble. You slid your hand into hers in an attempt to rid of her quivering. “I’m not one to judge on rumors….but if he’s as menacing as you say he is..” You took a pause in between your thoughts, slowly biting your lip with the situation at hand.

“I’ll be careful, and hey! Don’t worry, I won’t let him hurt anyone. Including you, so quit your worrying!” You said blissfully.

Haha..how would that even work? You couldn’t even save your brother, father, or even yourself! Pathetic, you want to save your friend and the school while you can't even escape the people who hurt, torment, and abuse you. You lie to yourself and now you lie, to her.

Arine’s face slowly lit up with more of your false assurance. The two of you reached the council room, and were greeted by Makoto and the others. Makoto rushed to your side to give you a small but strong hug. She asked what had taken you both so long. You sheepishly explained that you overslept and were in a world of your own thoughts before Arine came along. Makoto was shocked at the fact that you overslept, and continued to say that she would personally enter your house and wake you up. After that, the meeting had finally begun.

“Y/N wait!” Makoto said just as you was about to leave the modest, dimly sun-lit room. “Hmm? Something wrong Mako?” You and Makoto have been childhood best friends since middle school, always by each other's side.

Things were rough after your mom, dad, and big bro died. After all, you were only 4 and Taro was 12. Your oldest brother, Taro, was left to take care of you but at the time, you had your grandma. When she passed, Taro was 17 and was on his way to becoming a prosecutor. That’s where he met Sae-san. Their friendship lead to you meeting Makoto. You both had so many things in common, your love for knowledge, books, kawaii things and of course, the need to be like your older siblings and bring forth justice! But besides your interest, you both shared the pain of losing your parents and loved ones. You depended on each other when the world around you seemed to collapse, when the pain and grief resurfaced. When the occasional sibling fight happened, the other would always spend the night at the others house.

When the other didn’t have an interest in one particular area, the other would force them to do it with them. Makoto doesn’t know how to play piano or skate so you drag her with you. Cooking and aikido comes as a challenge for you so you’d tag along with her and learn a thing or two.

You told each other almost everything. Feelings, opinions, secrets, hopes and dreams. Including a secret only she believes when Taro can’t except it..

You know in your heart that, that secret is no secret, but the truth. The truth that won’t ever be told until you find the killer. . .

“No, nothings wrong but um, Miss. Kawakami had asked if you would show the transfer around the school?” Makoto asked shyly, fiddling nervously with the pencil in her hand. You were in shock. Usually the homeroom teacher would be the one to show the student around. Though you wouldn’t argue with a teacher about showing a student around, it was just this student. After what Arine said, you weren’t so sure about this.

“I certainly don’t mind, but why? The teachers usually show them around, am I wrong?” You asked.

“Yes, it is the teachers duty but, you and the transfer are in the same class. So Miss. Kawakami thought it would be good if he got to know someone in his class. She also mentioned that it would be wonderful if he had such a marvelous and outstanding influence as his first ‘friend’ at this school.” Makoto clarified.

“Alright, I guess you already know what I’m doing this morning. Honestly though, I’m honored that she’d think so highly of me.” You let out an embarrassed chuckle.

“Obviously, you’re an amazing student. Not to mention an even better best friend. Speaking of which, you told me Taro is not coming home tonight, you watnt to spend the night at my house?” There was no way you wouldn’t take up the chance of staying over at Makoto’s just talking and goofing off.

“Why would I say no? I mean, my dance class was canceled today, and I could always reschedule my shift. As long as Sae is ok with it, I’ll come over right as I get something~ from my house!” You said winking. “Oh please tell me it’s ‘that’ thing! Also Sae’s always ok with you coming over, so don’t worry about that.” The two of you exited the room and headed towards your classes, laughing at the random jokes that each of you would insert into the conversation. You said bye to Makoto as she walked down to the third-year floor.

You walked into the classroom, with all the students in groups and talking about the latest gossip, trends and so on. As you went to take your seat, you would get the casual stares from some of your admirers. You stood out from the other students, partially because of your very different uniform ( a black waistcoat with white accents, the Shujin skirt, black thigh high boots, A white button up collar shirt, and black tights. Along with a headband in your hair.), but it was mostly due to your brandeis blue highlights.

They weren’t highlights they were part of the aftermath of what happened one year ago. You tell others that they’re highlights to hide the truth.

You sat besides Takamaki-san, she looked agitated, and distressed. The girl was looking down at her desk while fiddling with her blonde, curly hair. You didn’t really know the girl, you’ve never really had the chance to talk with her. You’ve wanted to but... you don’t know what you’d say to her. All you actually knew about the girl was she and Suzui-san are best friends, and that she's half american, a kind girl whose parents are always overseas due to work. Then there were the rumors with her and Kamoshida, the volleyball coach, an award winning athlete.

Ah~ There it was, you already figured out the reason behind her melancholic expression.

You knew how scary and menacing Kamoshida could be, from first-hand experience. You did whatever you could to be far away from him and his counterpart, Kaito-kun. No one knows that Kamoshida has harassed you too. After all on the outside it doesn’t look as if you’ve been hurt by him, but on the inside your dying, a soul pleading for any form of help. You’ve tried, you’ve tried saving others plus yourself from him. Sometimes it worked but all your efforts puts you into a dangerous zone with him instead. To save others you’ve put yourself in vain.

If you knew about a volleyball player that he was gonna ‘call out’, you’d jump to their aid by using the little authority you have, to ask the volleyball player to help you with a student council duty. That way, they wouldn’t have to see Kamoshida. But your efforts to help others backfires on you when he catches you.

“SHE’S HERE! Everyone get to your seats!” One student hollered.

“OMG Kiyoshi! SHE’S COMING! MOVE!” Another student yelled as she pushed a girl out of the way, presumably Kiyoshi.

“MIYAKO!!” Kiyoshi squealed just as she tripped and hit the ground face first.

‘Ouch!’ You thought.

Miss. Kawakami walked in through the sliding doors and all the students scrambled to get to their seats. Miss. Kawakami let out an annoyed sigh, she looked deflated and exhausted. “Okay, everyone settle down. Settle down! Uh, Yuki-san can I talk to you outside?” She spoke sounding incredibly tired. You nodded and walked outside the classroom; outside to the empty hallway.

“I’m glad you said yes to giving the transfer a tour.” She said with a faint smile on her face. Was she always this burned out? You felt as if she would fall over any second now, so much so that you mentally prepared yourself to catch her fatigued body.

“Frustrating as it is, the boy hasn’t arrived at school yet! So I suppose for now just relax but if he does show up, then I’ll come find you. Alright?” She asked.

‘Wow, late on the first day! It’s really becoming harder not judge this guy! No, you promised yourself you would never make assumptions and judge others without knowing them!’ You thought to yourself, mentally scolding yourself in the mix.

You told Miss. Kawakami that she could rely on you and not to worry. She let out a tired but grateful sigh. “It’s great to have such a dependable student, unlike that Sakamoto. Looks like he’s not coming to school again..”

Your eyes widened. ‘Ryuji, why would you miss school? I get it, this place is hell! But you hafta stop getting yourself in serious trouble!’

“Oh...I see. Well that’s unfortunate.” Your voice was laced with sorrow.  

“If he had only stayed on the right path, he could’ve made a great student. After all he was once a star athlete.” Miss. Kawakami unknowingly had added insult to your already aching injury.

‘Bullshit, It was all Kamoshida’s fault! He stole his future, THAT PERVERTED BASTARD SHOULD BE THE ONE THAT GETS HIS REPUTATION TAKEN FROM HIM! He HAS to pay!’  Your thoughts fueled your anger.

‘But how can I put an end to the pain, and him..’